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jade-jini · 6 months

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yunjin is the only thing i can honestly think off 😭 also i’d love to see how y/n and loser g!p yunjin got together 🤭

(Look at this cute thing, I’m weak for her)

WELL OFC DEAR ANON lol. So continuing with how our loser g!p Yunjin and reader became all lovey dovey (sorry if it’s too long and if it took too long 😭) THIS IS ALL FLUFF.

As I mentioned, you guys are in the same program so you see her during class and often around campus, mostly just exchanging a few hi’s and comments about class stuff but it never became more than those short conversations. Yunjin can be a very outgoing loser, with her silly jokes and cute pickup lines and constant compliments. She was a sweet girl! Just didn’t feel brave enough to make a more bold move just yet:(. Sakura would always be like “NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT?!” And she’d be like “NEVER GIVE UP!” But then when she has the chance to turn her flirt into something else she panics and goes🧍🏻‍♀️

She was getting brave tho, she really was! Until that stupid jock mf had to ruin all the confidence she (and Sakura) has been working so hard to build. This guy was into you. At first he really thought Yunjin didn’t have a chance because how could a loser have one? but then he noticed how you’d giggle like an idiot with Yunjin and his brain went “danger 😐” so like a fvckin asshole the only thing he thought was to make Yunjin afraid to make any move at all, hurting her self esteem.

It was during a morning that she hadn’t see you around yet. She always looks forward to the classes you shared, and when she didn’t see you in your seat as always, she was so confused ‘cause you tended to be on time. She still had hopes that you’d eventually show up. However, her confusion turned into disappointment and sadness when half the class passed and you were nowhere to be found. Yunjin knew she was being dramatic but c’mon! Seeing you is her favorite part of the day :( she spent the rest of the class resting her chin on her books with a pout. Eunchae saw her friend and thought she looked like a sad puppy, she thought it was cute and funny but also had sympathy for her friend. During the little break they had before their next class that was in the same room, she tapped Sakura’s shoulder to get her attention.

“Yunjin unnie looks like a lost puppy when y/n is not around I swear” she told her while trying not to laugh. The eldest turned her head to her red hair friend and sighed with a smile as she shook her head.

“She kinda is if you think about it, I guess” she told the youngest, who couldn’t contain a laugh from escaping her lips. This caused Yunjin to look up to her friends with a frown.

“It’s not fair, why isn’t she here?!” Yunjin started, fixing her posture “Y/n doesn’t tend to miss class, and if she didn’t come to this one she might as well just miss the rest of the day and the classes we have together… ” she complained with a cute pout, but unfortunately somebody heard their conversation.

“Like you would know, wouldn’t you creep?” The guy said, while looking at the girl with a sarcastic smile (Idk bro picture a kpop boi here if you want ig-). “God you spy on her so much you know her schedule? AND you wanna talk like you’re close with her and know what she would do. You’re such a weirdo, that’s exactly why she wouldn’t look at you, you know?” He said with that disgusting mean tone, like he himself knew you any better.

Yunjin was surprised, she knew this guy and knew he wasn’t friendly specially with well, people who didn’t share his exact interest (aka if you’re a nerd), but she wasn’t expecting him to talk to her at all let alone insult her like that, I mean she has gotten kinda bullied before when she was younger but she has done her best to either ignore these people or to defend herself, to which her friends helped a lot.

“And who the fuck are you to talk to her like that?-” Eunchae started but Sakura stopped her grabbing her arm, making sure the girl didn’t start any trouble. The man just put his hands up and laughed.

“I’m just saying, y/n is way out of your league bro, you’re embarrassing yourself and most likely making her feel uncomfortable. Do you enjoy doing that?”

“I would never do that!” Yunjin was offended, she didn’t have any bad intentions with you. Did she cross any boundary? You would tell her though right? You looked like somebody who knew how to speak for yourself well enough, she’s seen it. “I’d never do that intentionally, and I’m sure she would tell me. So far she hasn’t shown any discomfort in any moment we’ve talked.” she said trying to sound a little more confident, mostly to also convince herself you actually didn’t dislike her.

“she’s just too nice to let you know!” He answered as if it was the most obvious fact in the world. “And who knows, maybe she laughs behind your back at your behavior and that’s why she keeps you close.” He finished before walking out of the room, not letting any of the girls talk back (Lord and Sakura know Eunchae was ready to curse Tf outta him) and leaving a mess in Yunjin’s head, filling it with a lot of insecurities and doubts. Girlie was gonna be overthinking about you all day and not in the sweet cheesy way she always does :(

“What. An. Asshole!” Eunchae exclaimed, getting a scold from kkura for the language “no I’m serious what’s wrong with him?? Who does he think he is?! Asshole…”

“Hong Eunchae!” Sakura said in a serious tone, making the girl simply huff and sit down with crossed arms and a pout (Manchae my kid). “Yunjini? Are you ok?” She asked in a softer tone while sitting in her chair next to her friend, who had such a sad and pensive expression “don’t pay no mind to that guy, he doesn’t know you and I seriously doubt he knows y/n.”

“Yeah exactly!” The youngest said “he’s probably just jealous that you always make y/n laugh.”

“Yeah but is it a ‘you’re so funny I’m enjoying this’ laugh or a ‘you’re pathetic and embarrassing’ laugh? Now I don’t know…”

“She’s not a bad person, unnie. You wouldn’t like her if she was, right? But if you’re feeling insecure, let’s see her behavior carefully and maybe we’ll be able to tell.”

the tall girl sighed, resting her head on her books again. Eunchae and Sakura just looked at each other (the oldest patting her friend’s head), not sure how else to comfort their friend, but hoping next time she sees you something good happens and you somehow get those thoughts out of her head.

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Meanwhile, you decided to miss a class and went to this store you found online where they sell different types of merch about video games, animes, stuff like that, to buy some cool genshin impact photocards you saw online. You knew two things; 1. Yunjin liked that game a lot, and 2. She was probably not gonna make a move to get closer any time soon lol so you decided to give the game a try, and liked it a lot! And now you’re gonna buy some photocards for her as well as a way of making more conversation and getting closer.

Once you got them, you quickly put a Genshin Yunjin one on your phone case (some selfies for social media Ofc) and decided to finally go to class, excited to show this girl that you were basically crushing on the gift you got for her.

Your second class of the day was luckily one with Yunjin, so you were hoping to make it on time to talk with her a little bit before it started, and so you did! But weirdly, you caught the girl on her seat, very quiet while the friends of her who also shared this class seemed a little worried and empathetic with whatever was going on with the red hair girl. You took your seat close to them and waved hi to her friend, whose name if you remember well was Sakura. With a sign you asked her if Jen was ok, to which she replied with a “so-so” sign and a little smile. You nodded sympathetically and decided to maybe wait until later on the day to talk with her, now feeling slightly nervous yourself to make any move. However, while you were considering this option, kkura thought seeing you might cheer her friend up, so she elbowed Yunjin and let her know that you were in the room.

Once the girl looked at your direction, there was a sparkle in her eyes, the one that always appeared whenever she saw you or thought of you. However, once she remembered the mean words the idiot from earlier told her, her smile turned into a more shy, sad small one, and her eyes went to the floor.

“Yunjin? You’re not gonna say hi to her like always?” The Japanese girl asked her in a low voice, trying to motivate her dear friend.

“I don’t know, Kkura..” the sad girl said “What if I just make her feel uncomfortable? What if that’s what I’ve been doing? That’s not only embarrassing, but also not fair for her to feel like that, and not fair for me to keep my hopes high if I’m clearly out of her league. I don’t wanna get even more hurt and also I—”but your voice interrupted her sad rambling.

“Hey Yunjin, Look what I got!” You called, smiling that pretty smile of yours and showing her the back of your phone, hoping this somehow will help cheering her up. And it did! Yunjin’s expression went from sad, to surprised that you called, to excited.

“Oh. My. God. Is that a Genshin Impact special edition Yun Jin photocard ?!” She said in her peculiar loud voice and with a smile showing her perfect teeth. There. There it was. The excited and loud loser who caught your attention. “Omg, y/n! How did you get this? I didn’t even know you liked Genshin!”

“Well, constantly hearing you screaming about it made me curious!” You teased her while laughing, to which she blushed but didn’t stop smiling while listening to you “it was just a few days ago so I’m very new, I actually enjoyed it a lot so I decided to search info about the characters online, and went this morning to this cool store I found to buy some of these.”

“So that’s why you weren’t here earlier” Sakura commented, making you look at her a little surprised.

“Oh you noticed?”

“Yunjin did.” Eunchae answered while looking at her friend with a mischievous smile, to which Yunjin responded with a blush, a threat in her eyes and a promise for vendetta later. “She missed you and everything.”

“Eunchae!” She simply groaned, pouting at the embarrassment her friend made her go through. But to you it was actually really cute the fact that she noticed your absence.

“Well, please accept these as an apology then.” You said while getting the little bag that contained the other photocards and giving it to her. She was so surprised because a gift. For her? From you?! “I didn’t know who your favorite character was so I made sure to get as many as possible. Please take as many as you want, I mainly got them for you to be honest.” You admitted, feeling brave to confess your intentions, even with her friends around.

“Oh my~ this is so cute!” Eunchae squeaked while shaking Yunjin’s shoulder (visual representation), while the girl was just speechless holding the bag you gave her and switching from looking at it to looking at you, who couldn’t stop smiling, satisfied at her reaction while your hands were politely behind your back in a cute shy way. Of course, Sakura had to push her to get out of her shocked state. Yunjin shook her head to bring herself back before speaking.

“Omg y/n, I don’t know what to say, thank you so much!” She said, feeling touched by the detail. Yunjin was looking at you with such sweet eyes, you were making her fall deeper for you, and she didn’t know that’s exactly your plan.

“It’s ok. Just please make sure to leave some Yun Jin for me, she’s my favorite character you know?” You told her in a clearly flirty way and a wink, making sure the message was clear. This made the red hair girl’s eyes open wide as her face had no idea what to do, besides blushing and smiling like an idiot.

“Hehe, Yunjin unnie’s face is trying to match her hair.” Eunchae teased, making you and Sakura laugh at the taller girl.

“Hong Eunchae I swear to God.”

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After that conversation, the professor entered the classroom, so you quickly agreed on hanging out after class to continue talking about your interest in common. Sakura had a class, and Eunchae went with her after mentioning she was grateful to be able to go ‘cause she didn’t want to third wheel you guys anymore, earning another groan and blush from her best friend. Talking with Yunjin was really nice, and she was really hyped and happy about sharing this topic, so much she decided to invite you to her place so you could continue there, watch some content and even play a little bit! She was excited of being able to teach none other than her crush how to play her favorite game.

Of course she didn’t realize the weight of her actions until you were actually in her room.

Oh god. Her crush was in her room. Alone with her.

Girlie went from excited to nervous once she saw you making yourself comfortable in her bed. Her bed was really soft and warm, and her room was cozy. It reflected her personality well. A nice combination of beige walls and white. Most of the room had warm colors, and the decoration was based on some posters, little shelves with albums and books, pictures and figures of video-games characters the girl was a fan of. She was very organized and clean, her desk having her computer and just a couple notebooks at the moment. You hoped you could spend more time there with her in the future (and no not only for the nasty 🤨).

“This is a really nice place Yun” you told her.

“Thanks, that’s one of the reasons I like spending so much time at home.” She said with a giggle doing her best to contain the blush in her cheeks because did you just call her by a nickname?😳 bro do it again.

“I get it, if my room was this nice and comfy I too would prefer to just stay and play all day.” You said as she lied down next to you.

“Well, you can always come and play with me!” She offered smiling innocently (aw my pookie wookie 🥺), but c’mon you had to tease her after saying that-

“You want me to come play with you, huh?” You said with an obvious teasing tone and a smirk moving your eyebrows up and down, now making it impossible for the red hair girl to not match her cheeks color with her hair.

“I mean! It’s always fun to play genshin with friends…” she said, trying to save herself from the embarrassment, but she felt it was too late so her hands went to her face as she groaned in a low voice. You laughed. She was so endearing, so cute. You couldn’t resist her and she wasn’t even trying to do anything at all. This is the girl you wanted. It just felt too right. It felt like home in your heart even before it did in your head.

“You remember I told you Yunjin is my favorite genshin impact character?” You asked her, taking her hands off her face but not letting go of them, to which she hummed in response. “And do you know why she is my favorite character?”

“Well, her playability in my opinion is really good. Her design and character description is also captivating, and since you mentioned you’re new to the game maybe that’s the reason you liked her. Although I must say I pr—” god this girl could talk. So what’s better than shutting up your crush with a kiss? Nothing bro. Nothing so that’s what you did. With a sweet kiss that she was doing her very best to correspond once the initial shock passed, as she’s been dreaming of doing since the moment her eyes fell on you. Your hand moved slowly from her own hands to her face, caressing it softly as her trembling hand went to your waist. As the seconds passed, her hands felt more comfortable, so she hugged you closer to her, to which you responded hugging her as well. Once you stopped kissing ( barely leaving any space in between your faces), you whispered in her lips “so again, do you know why Yunjin is my favorite character?”

And with her vision blurry and her mind clearly malfunctioning because of everything that was happening (but can you blame her tho?) she said:

“Who’s Yunjin?”

Bro are you serious.

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simpforboys · 1 year

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Hi can I request lo’ak, where he tries to impress reader but he’s just keeps embarrassing himself. He goes to his dad for advice and just makes a fool out of himself till Neytiri comes to his rescue.

mother knows best

lo’ak sully x fem!metkayina!reader

summary: lo’ak tries so hard to gain your attention, little does he know all he needs is his mother’s advice

warnings: fluff, lo’ak pinning, maybe slight angst if you squint? lo’ak has no game

this wasn’t specific so i made reader metkayina bc i feel like it fits since yk, also probably ooc lo’ak but it’s fine

lo’ak just couldn’t help himself but be attracted to you.

your curly hair, gorgeous aqua eyes, and bright smile caused him to blush and beam.

but when tonowari asked you to help teach the sully children the metkayina ways, lo’ak was sure he was going to be with you.

it might just take awhile.

“y/n!” lo’ak calls after you. carrying a pile of fishnets to drop off to the fishermen, your ears perked up from your name.

“good morning, lo’ak.” you nodded to the boy.

“do you need any help carrying all those nets?” he asked you, a hopeful look on his face.

“why, do you believe i am not strong enough?” you teased.

“no! no that’s not what i was implying-“

lo’ak’s face blushed red as his ears fell, tail swaying behind his legs.

“relax, skxawng (idiot). i’m only joking. but if you’re offering, you can grab those buckets.” you nodded your head towards the pile of wood.

lo’ak nodded, grabbing the boxes as he began to walk with you.

“let me show you how us omatikaya hold things…” lo’ak joked, grabbing the crate with one arm and holding it over his shoulder.

“impressive. metkayinas can do that when they are three.” you winked, seeing as lo’ak tripped over a rock and dropped the crate on the floor.

lo’ak’s ears fell as you laughed, hiding your smile behind your hand. his face grew hot as some surrounding metkayinas snickered.

there were multiple instances where lo’ak would try to show off, the deed going wrong and causing lo’ak to embarrass himself.

“dad,” lo’ak approached where his father was sharpening some knives.

“what’s up?” jake asked, pausing the action to pay attention to his son. lo’ak appreciated it- the one time his father might give him real advice.

“there is this… uh… girl. and i want to impress her, but every time i do- i just make it awkward or embarrass myself.”

jake smiled at his youngest son.

“what i did with your mother was try to learn her ways. make her laugh, take what she does seriously, and just be around her. maybe ask her help you with the sign language. compliment her, make her feel special.”

lo’ak nodded at his father, a smile on his face. “thank you.”

little did the duo know, neytiri stood away with perked up ears listening to what her mate was telling her son.

the next day she watched lo’ak approach you while you were resting on the sand.

he sat across from you, accidentally splashing water into your eyes.

she swore to eywa, believing how much her son was like jake.

“i’m so sorry-“

“lo’ak, it is alright. we have two eyelids for that reason.” you sat up, blinking to show him your second eyelid and the late reaction it had.

“it’s like an alligator- an animal my father would tell stories about. how they attack sky people and other animals for venturing too close to their territory.”

you looked at the boy, confused. neytiri rolled her eyes, face palming herself.

“sorry.”

lo’ak was mentally cursing himself. a deep blush made your teal cheeks have hints of pink, and lo'ak swore he wanted to crawl into the sand and die at that very moment.

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a few days later, lo'ak sat across from you as you taught him sign language.

"dive, swim, follow," you demonstrated every word with a hand motion, the teen following intently.

lo'ak copied your movement, his eyes watching you like a hawk as you continued to teach.

"now, you try." you nodded towards lo'ak to begin.

he was nervous, taking his hands and trying to remember the ten words you just taught him within a minute. with you, it was learn fast or get left behind, and it intimidated lo'ak.

"dive, swim, follow..." lo'ak had messed up. his ears fell flat in embarrassment, your eyes glowing with a glimmer of something he couldn't quite tell.

"well... you are learning something, at least." you shrugged, pushing your hair off of your shoulder and behind your back. lo'ak hated that you made him so nervous, made him feel like a fool.

he could tell you were slightly annoyed.

"i have to go tend to my siblings. we will catch up later, yeah?" you excused yourself from the boy. lo'ak watched with sad eyes as you left, his head hung low as he sat on the sand alone.

"get up, maitan (my son)." neytiri grabbed her son's forearm from the side, nearly frightening the poor boy.

her tone was harsh as she looked at her son with wide eyes.

"it shocks me that you did not pick up flirtatious banter from your father."

lo'ak furrowed his brows as he stared up at his mother.

"mama-"

"let me help you. while i love your father, he is like a baby sometimes."

neytiri began walking away while lo'ak stood in the same spot on the sand, dumbfounded at his mother.

"come." she barked.

"while girls like being complimented, having boys to spend time with, and whatever else your father told you, it is the average. that is not going to stand out to y/n. you need to do something special, something that shows her that you care."

it was almost as if a lightbulb went off in lo'ak's head.

"thank you, mama." lo'ak bowed to his mother, a beaming smile on his face as he ran off to begin organizing.

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later that night, you woke to lo'ak shaking you awake gently.

"come, i have to show you something."

you wiped the sleep away from your eyes, your mind too hazy to realize what he said until you were outside of your pod.

you looked to where a woven blanket was placed on the sand, a breakfast meal arranged gently in the middle. the sun was about to rise, the moon beginning to move past it on eclipse.

"what is this?" you asked curiously, a yawn escaping your lips.

lo'ak would be lying if he were to say he wasn't terrified.

"i figured we could watch the sunrise." lo'ak was absentmindedly playing with his hands. you noticed his nervously, a small grin tugging on the end of your lips.

you sat down, beckoning him to join you. lo'ak let out a sigh of relief as he sat next to you, picking up a berry and eating it. you followed suit, the juice of the fruit exploding into your mouth.

pink, orange, yellow, and red erupted over awa'atlu as eclipse began to undo. you watched the sight intently, never purposefully watching the sight.

but eywa, it was beautiful.

the animals went back to life, the clear reef showcasing each one and their uniqueness. you were in awe, a subtly glow on your face.

"this is beautiful, lo'ak." your big grin made lo'ak's heart flutter. he ducked his head down, almost scared to meet your gaze.

you unknowingly put your hand on top of his, too lost in the scene to notice or care. but lo'ak noticed, and he very much cared.

you looked absolutely stunning under the lighting. it was refreshing to see you so happy, normally being so overwhelmed with clan business.

still tired, you put your head on lo'ak's shoulder. his heartbeat was beating rapidly. and before he knew it, you had begun to gently doze off onto him.

lo'ak grinned, rubbing your bicep gently as he laid back on the sand. your head moved to rest on his chest as you curled into him.

"i see you, y/n," lo'ak whispered. even if you didn't hear it, he just needed you to know.

however, you did hear it. the adjusting had woken you up to barely any consciousness.

"i see you too, lo'ak."

lo'ak pressed a kiss to your head, his heart doing leaps in his chest as he began to doze off with a smile on his face.

neytiri had woken up that morning to the sight of you sleeping on her son, beaming proudly at her son.

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tags: @mayhemories @useryourbut

sorry if this was bad or too short, i still think it's cute tho :)

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witchblood-if · 1 year

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“A Macigian never reveals their secrets. A Witch even less so.”

Well, you had a good run. For the last 70 or so years that you've had your little shop in Esmar's capital, nothing overly exciting happened. Apart from the occasional political changes and economical shifts, you could mostly carry on business as usual. But when the Fae calling herself your "best and only friend" invites you to pull a heist on your rival's home you didn't realize what effect that stunt would have on your immortal life. But damn, you really wanted that statue back.

Play Demo

Witch Blood is an upcoming urban fantasy interactive fiction story where you take on the role of one of the last proper witches of Esmar, hoping to resolve a very time-sensitive mystery that might cost you your own life if you don’t get on with the investigation soon.

Does it have to do with random people’s head exploding?

Is this the reason you seem to have more prophetic dreams than usual?

Why are there so many strangers storming into your shop demanding answers you couldn’t possibly know?

And why does your familiar keep eating your receipts? You need those for your taxes!

Create your very own witch. Appearance, personality, gender and sexuality... All that Jazz

Choose a furry (or non-furry) companion for your immortal life

Become a master of 5 witchy skills that may or may not help you along the road

Keep your business afloat (you got bills to pay, after all)

Solve a mystery, save a bunch of people, and meet the Gods (???)

Find love, friendship, or rivalry (or maybe all three of them at the same time) with 5 different people who will. Not. Leave. You. Alone.

And for the love of the Gods: please stop spitting coins

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So far it will probably be a 16+ kind of rating for:

Mentions of violence, blood and gore

Strong language, cursing

Suggestive language

but things might change. I’ll keep you updated in any case.

The Best Friend: Faith (f)

Flirty and flighty, Faith is certainly living her best life. And while she’s not always the most reliable of friends, she always shows up for your weekly tea and gossip session (and more often than not with baked goods as well). If you’re looking for a fun night out: Faith is your gal. Don’t ask how she pays for all of it without having a job though.

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The Knight in Shining Armor: Isaac (m)

A stranger visiting your shop and ... flirting with you? Thankfully you’ve lived long enough to see through his ploy and stay unaffacted to his charms. Mostly. With a quick smile, a stance almost too relaxed and some really suspicious questions you can’t quite get a read on him. And you have the feeling he is also not really a tourist interested in your special sale items.

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The Loyal Advisor: Eli (f/m/nb)

Another stranger. This one seems much more honest than the last one but somehow you haven’t decided yet if you appreciate that or not. They say there is a problem their employer has sent them to hopefully solve and after some extensive research you seemed to be the least untrustworthy person of your craft to potentially help. You can’t quite tell from their stoic face if that sentence was supposed to be a compliment, a joke or very subtle sarcasm. But the pay they offer is nothing to turn your nose up at and you’ve worked for way shadier people.

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The Crazy Mushroom: Mezilkree (f/m/nb)

Mezilkree has been a frequent visitor of yours for quite some years. Mostly they just hang out at your shop and try to scare potential customers. When you try to make them leave they declare they are a customer, throw a bottle cap on your counter and shove a handful of candy from the jar you keep for kids in their mouth. Sometimes they even do buy something if they’re on an errand for their family, but as their community grows more and more resentful of non-mushrooms this occasion becomes rarer and rarer. In the many years of botherment, you have found Mezilkree to be a mischievous but sweet troublemaker. Some of the time, at least.

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The Other Witch: Levan (nb)

An Enemy. A Fiend. Your Immortal Rival. Most of the time you and Levan stay clear of each other, as is agreed upon in your Contract of Geniality. But now they have decided to steal a very valuable artifact you have spent months on locating. At least you’re pretty sure it was them, who else would be skilled enough to enter your home. Even though you don’t particularly get along, Levan is a witch you have known for the longest of time. But because of their spiteful nature and (admittedly somewhat deserved) arrogance you have long decided to avoid them, lest you burn down the whole town in a fit of anger. They really know how to push your buttons.

ROs Physical Appearance

Witch Types

Demo

#ro ask ----> Scenarios and asks including all ROs

#ros ----> unspecific general info about ROs

#ch: [name] ----> info about that RO, often paired with #ros

#ch: carter ----> facts and info and rambling about the author

#mc ----> anything to do with your character, customization and so on

#lore and #lore ask ----> anything that’s about worldbuilding

#story and story ask ----> anything to do with plot

#lovely ocs ----> readers showing off their ocs

#lovely readers ----> lovely words from lovely people

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Hello my lovelies! This is a first attempt at Interactive Fiction, and on an even more important to note: a first real attempt at writing. I hope it doesn’t suck too much! Also please forgive orthographic and grammatical errors, English isn’t my first language :) (if you see something, say something tho)

Currently the prologue is in the works and will face some editing and expanding.

Until then,

Love, Carter

#if #interactive fiction #intro #intro post #if: submission #if: intro #it's witchy time #choicescript #Witch Blood #csript game #status: wip #fantasy #urban fantasy #mystery #16+#witchblood-if

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spiderlily-w1tch-blog · 5 months

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𝙽𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝…

𝕂. 𝔼𝕚𝕛𝕚𝕣𝕠𝕦 𝕩 𝕋𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕠𝕪!ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

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… I’ll always love you

There are 4 things you know for certain,

Eijirou loves you, no matter what.

Eijirou also loves seeing you in pretty dresses.

You hate wearing dresses with your whole being— you’d rather throw yourself in front of a semi than wear those awful contraptions.

You love Eijirou more than life itself, and you’ll sacrifice your own comfort to keep him.

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own BNHA or its characters, all credit goes to its creators and actors

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Angst, Angst to fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Insecurities, Emotionally Manipulative/Abusive Mother, Toxic Mom, Mentally Harmful Façade, Reader wears a dress when she doesn’t want to, Fear of Break-up(not gonna happen, babes, Ei loves you too much for that), Use of Y/n, One(1) mention of spicy times, I think that’s it?? Let me know if there’s any I missed

𝔐𝔦𝔫𝔦 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢: I cannot for the life of me remember who wrote it but this was inspired by headcanons of how BNHA Characters would react seeing their s/o in a dress. If y’all know the author, let me know and I’ll properly credit them!!

Enjoy, Lovelies! ♡

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Y/n had been a tomboy since she was in 7th grade and just never “grew out of it”. She realized this is how she felt comfortable. Her mother always wanted her to be “more of a girl” so she would give Y/n passive aggressive “gifts” in the form of dresses and makeup and heels and a gazillion hair products. (She did end up using some of the hair products but not many)

Then, she started dating Eijirou. He loves her as she is! He doesn’t mind that she’s a tomboy and would rather jump in front of a semi than wear a dress and heels. But then, she suddenly felt a spark of femininity, as her mother would call it, and she grabbed one of the dresses her mother gave her. She couldn’t get rid of them because every time her mother came over, she would check Y/n’s closet to see if they were still there and she knew it would be way more of a slap in the face for her mother if she were to get rid of them than simply not wearing them. She was beyond frustrated with the woman but that’s still her mom and she couldn’t bring herself to knowingly— and internationally— hurt her like that.

She silently thanked her mother for at least getting a dress in the same shade of red as Eijirou’s hair and eyes, though she’d never admit it. She surprised her boyfriend with it on date night. While he waited by the door, she walked out wearing the red dress and black chunky-heeled kitten pumps(that is the highest heel she is ever willing to wear thank you very much!).

He was stunned to say the least before his face lit up and he spouted compliments at her left and right. The entire date night, he would make sure she knew how beautiful she is.

After that, she tried to wear a dress every now and again, but she wasn’t very comfortable in them. So she just tried to suck it up and stick it out for him.

She knew that he liked seeing her in dresses, he’d made that abundantly clear, so she shifted from once in a blue moon, to once a month, max twice. Though, when they’d go on dates, he’d hope(expect) for her to wear a dress. She wanted to feel comfortable on date nights, though, so she would mostly only wear a dress for special occasions. He’d be disappointed but he tried to hide it.

She noticed.

So she decided, one day, that she’d put on a dress when they got home and have a mini post-date-date. When she saw his face light up again, she suddenly started doubting her usual style and if she can really make him happy as she is or if he’d prefer a girly-girl like her mother wants.

“I, uh.. I know that seeing me in dresses makes you happy… So I’ll try and wear them more.” She fidgeted with a ribbon on the overly lacy dress as she spoke nervously, though she did her best to hide it.

“Really..?” A smile crept up on his lips before he remembered how much more comfortable she is in slightly baggy shirts and pants with spacious leg room, “You don’t have to. If you don’t want to.”

“Well.. It makes you happy so… I’ll wear dresses more.” She gave him her most realistic smile that seemed to fool him well enough.

“Thank you…” He gave her a soft, grateful smile.

So then, it started. She would wear dresses more and more until the only time Eijirou didn’t see her in one was when they went to sleep.

Until she got a nightgown.

He had some passing thoughts that maybe, Y/n wasn’t as happy with the change as she seemed, but he would often forget those thoughts when he would get distracted by how gorgeous she looked in whatever dress she wore for date night. She now wore more simple dresses around the house, not like the frilly, shiny, over the top dresses her mother had forced onto her.

Speaking of, now whenever her mother came over and saw her in a dress and saw the dresses no longer hidden away in a nearly forgotten corner in the closet, she was ecstatic. She praised Eijirou with backhanded jabs at her daughter mixed in, saying that he “fixed” her. That one made him really uncomfortable but he was happy enough with the rest of the praise from his girlfriend’s mother and having her approval.

Her father was less ecstatic about the change and was worried for his daughter at first as he knew how much she detested dresses and would often wear a suit to events in lieu of a frilly skirt— max a skirt suit, which was the only compromise her mother could ever get out of her. But when she reassured him that she chose to wear the dresses herself, he was placated enough that he didn’t place any suspicion or blame on Eijirou.

She had made a routine.

One that worked for her.

She would put on a simple dress in the morning and give Eijirou a kiss goodbye when he left for work. Send her big strong hero off with a smile and he would appreciate the sight of her in a dress as he went off to keep the city safe.

Then, after he had gotten far enough away she would practically race to their bedroom and wrestle out of the cursed contraption. Then, she’d slip into a nice pair of black comfy cargo pants or baggy sweatpants or basketball shorts and a baggy t-shirt, probably with some random movie poster or graphic design, one that she couldn’t bring herself to care much about, on the front.

She’d then do anything she needed to do for the day and revel in her comfy clothes that made her feel safe and sane.

But, 10 minutes before Eijirou returned home, she reluctantly parted with her sweet, dear pants and t-shirt and slid on the blasted dress again for him.

This became her normal. It was the routine she’d formed and she’d appreciate the time she’d get with her precious clothes each day. And she sucked it up for her boyfriend to keep him happy. She’d sacrifice her comfort to keep the man she loves.

Y/n could see how much he adored seeing her in dresses and skirts so she wore them so that he’d still love her. So that he wouldn’t leave her. So that he’d stay happy. The only time aside from when he was at work that she’d get any reprieve was when she would wear one of Eijirou’s shirts— only his shirt, maybe only her panties to accompany it— and he’d get riled up at the sight.

That routine was disrupted one day, though.

Eijirou had a short day at work and came home early. Much earlier than Y/n was expecting him. He had wanted to surprise her.

She was still in her comfy clothes, her pants and shirt and baggy hoodie as she lounged in the family room watching her shows after she’d finished all that needed to be done around the house and had a nice lunch with her sister who lived outside the country with her husband so they only had so many visits.

She was shocked by the sound of keys jingling in the lock and panicked as she looked down at her clothes. She vaulted herself off the couch just as he was opening the door. The distance between the couch, which was in direct line of sight of the front door, and the hall that lead to their bedroom was too far for her to escape unseen. It didn’t help that her foot caught on the back and so she had a rough landing before she could start sprinting.

“Y/n?” She froze, knowing she had been seen and she couldn’t just escape to their room as a vaguely recognizable blur. Her eyes began to water as she turned her body to Eijirou, though she kept her eyes down cast.

“I’m sorry, Eijirou..! I know you like me in dresses, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I-.. I’ll wear dresses. I will, I promise.” She rambled, trying to keep her tears at bay as she continued to ramble out apologies and promises that she’ll wear dresses for him.

Eijirou stood frozen and bewildered in the doorway, heart aching at his precious little girlfriend in tears at being seen by him not wearing a dress. His heart clenched at her making promises to only wear dresses and almost begging him to forgive her and the unspoken, underlying fear that he might leave her for it.

“Y/n, baby, pebble. I’m not upset, I promise.” He spoke gently as he closed the door and approached her, almost feeling like he was approaching a wounded animal. “Pebble, why would you think I’d be mad at you for not wearing a dress?”

“I-I know how happy it makes you when I wear them… And I… I want you to be happy…” She’d now shifted her gaze fully down at her feet as she shuffled them nervously, nearly glaring at the pants she wore.

“Baby, if you don’t want to wear a dress, you don’t have to. If you didn’t want to, you could’ve told me. I’m not gonna force you to wear it… Have you been…. wearing your comfy clothes just when you’re home alone?” She bit her lip in an attempt to stop her tears from spilling as she ashamedly nodded her head.

“I’m sorry…” She whimpered again, the broken sound of her voice broke Eijirou’s heart as he moved forward and wrapped Y/n in a hug.

“Oh, baby shark… You don’t have to be sorry. And you don’t have to wear a dress if you don’t want to. I love you just the way you are. If it makes you uncomfortable, then don’t wear those dresses, okay? I’m not gonna stop loving you if you wear pants and a hoodie.” He spoke softly to her as he cradled her to his chest.

“But-“

“Mm-mm, baby shark. No buts. I want you to be comfy. Why do you think you have to change for me?”

“Cuz.. I can’t.. make you happy if I’m wearing big ugly boy clothes… I don’t want you to leave.. So.. I’ll be more of a girl if you want me to.” He could hear it in her voice that she’s reciting the nasty things her mother had told her. All the jabs and insults and passive aggressive comments and “gifts” had really been drilled into her. It didn’t matter now how much Eijirou had reassured her before how much he loved her and didn’t mind in the slightest what kind of clothes she wore. Her mother had gotten so deep into her head that the moment he expressed any interest in her wearing skirts and dresses and the other shit her mother had gotten her, she became convinced that that’s where her value lie. That he wouldn’t want her anymore if she wasn’t a girly girl.

“Oh, pebble, no… You can make me happy no matter what you wear. And your clothes aren’t ugly, honey. They’re what make you happy. That’s not ugly. Honey, you could wear a potato sack and you’d still make me happy because it’s you who makes me happy not your clothes. I’m not going anywhere, you hear me? I’m not leaving anytime soon. I promise, baby. Hey, look at me,” he lifted her head gently so he could look into her glossy, wet eyes, “you don’t have to be anybody or anything but yourself, okay? It doesn’t matter if you wear a ball gown or a tux or a potato sack. As long as you’re you.” He smiled down at her gently and made her chuckle wetly at his insistence at the potato sack.

“Are you sure..?”

“A hundred- no, A million percent sure.” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead and smoothed her hair down where it had gotten messy from her tumble.

“Ok.. I love you, Eiji.” She sniffled and leaned into him, relishing in his warmth surrounding her like a protective blanket.

“I love you too, pebble.” He smiled and kissed the top of her head.

“Do you actually wanna see me in a potato sack, though?”

They laughed for a solid 5 minutes before they calmed down and Eijirou could wipe the tears off her face.

“What do you say we get rid of those dresses now?”

“… Can we burn the ridiculously frilly ones?”

“… I’ll call Bakubro.”

#kirishima eijiro x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima x reader #tomboy!reader #hurt/comfort #angst to fluff #insecurity #kirishima eijirou is a big teddybear #bnha x reader #mha x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #my hero academia x reader #bnha imagines #mha imagines #spiderlily spells

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alessiathepirate · 8 months

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Hannibal NBC

THE SIMPLICITY THEY SHOULD HAVE: Will Graham x fem!reader

Summary: She liked watching Will do things he actually liked to do. Watching him sit on the floor working on those boat motors was the sight she wanted to see everyday.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

So- I actually looked up an article about boat motors and about how to repair them, so I can describe it in a close-enough way, but in reality I've never seen a single boat motor in my life. So if it isn't desribed like it should be described - I'm sorry.

Warnings: references to Will's work, but surprisingly nothing more

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She liked watching Will do things he actually liked to do. The things that made him relaxed, but entertained in a good way.

It didn't only give Will a peace of mind, it also made her feel a certain kind of calmness and safety she's never felt when Will was out working on a case, trying to get into people's minds.

Watching him sit on the floor working on those boat motors as the muscles around his eyes and mouth tensed up from concentration was the sight she wanted to see everyday. When he isn't thinking about anything gruesome, when he isn't scared of nightmares or for her safety, when he is home doing what he likes with all his dogs around him being lazy - that was the sight she liked, those were the happiest moments she had about Will.

It felt domestic. It felt normal.

It felt like something they should have everyday.

The simplicity of it was the thing what made it so special - because otherwise nothing about their relationship was simple.

She was lying on her stomach in their shared bed, keeping herself up on her elbows. She was supposed to be reading, so she can finally finish the book she has started months ago but couldn't find the time to finish because of all the crazy, abnormal things that had been going on. This was the only normal evening they've had in months, the only truly relaxing one, yet the book isn't the real entertainment.

Will on the other hand certainly is.

"It's not very nice to stare."

His voice is truly entertaining too, especially when it's calm, relaxed and slightly teasing.

"I never said I'm a nice person." she said, not even trying to hide her smile.

"Really? I thought I'm dating a nice person." he didn't look up from his work, his hands were still moving the screwdriver he was holding, trying to get a stuck screw out.

"I can be nice." she started, feeling her heart flutter as she noticed how Will's curls were messier than usual - God, he looked cute. "Just not when I have such a handsome boyfriend to look at."

That made Will look up, finding her gaze and making eye contact, abandoning his work for a while. She almost giggled at how his cheeks turned into a slight pink shade at her compliment. She rarely saw Will blush, very rarely.

"Such a charmer."

"I try my best." she smirked. " 'Everything alright with the motor?"

"Yeah, the screw's stuck but it'll be fine." he looked down at the boat motor, then back at her. "So, you abandoned the book again."

"Yes." she answered shortly and then continued: "I found something much more entertaining."

"That's a very nice book." Will voice carried a teasing edge.

"Yeah, well I just decided to enjoy the moment." she lost the smirk and the teasing, and used a sincere smile and honesty instead. "We rarely have a calm evening these days. I'd rather spend it watch- admiring you and talking to you, than look at words my mind can't comprehend right now anyway."

Will lost the smirk too and the small, happy smile he sent her way was truly the cutest thing she's seen him do so far. It wasn't anything big, sure. It wasn't a surprise date, it wasn't a gift she wouldn't need anyway - it was something she really wanted to see: a honest smile. A smile what told her everything and a smile what didn't hold anything back. He was comfortable, well rested and happy - the only thing she wanted.

"Come here." he said those two words softly, there was nothing rude or demanding about it.

She got off the bed and walked toward him. When he patted the floor next to where he was sitting, she understood what he wanted. She sat down next to him and crossed her legs.

"Would you like to help me?"

It was rare that he asked for help - no matter the context.

He trusted her, he loved her - she was sure of that. For a second she was too scared to open her mouth and speak, not wanting to ruin the softness of the moment.

"Of course." she swallowed; she was unable to hold back a smile. "What are we doing?"

"We'll try to remove the propeller so we can replace it with a new one. Then we'll try to find out why the battery is dead and if the spark plug needs to be changed." he explained it slowly and patiently, taking a look at her face here and there, making sure she understands what he's saying. "Sounds good?"

"Yeah. How can I help?"

"If you could get this screw out so we can take the propeller off, that'd be awesome."

"I can try."

She took the screwdriver from him as he turned the boat motor towards her so she can get to work. The first time tried to remove it the screw didn't move at all. That's why the second time she tried it she used more force - and to her surprise the screw moved.

She looked up at Will for a second with a grin. "It looks like that's something only women can do."

"Right. Thanks." she could hear that he was smiling, his pride wasn't hurt like any other man's would be.

"What now?" she asked as she took off the propeller.

"Now we'll take a look at the spark plug..."

And Will started to explain everything. He told her how to take the spark plug out, he explained what the most common problems are that can kill the battery in seconds. He spoke and then let her do the work, praising her when she did something right and chuckling when she messed something up. He corrected her and then watched her work with a smile.

She had a feeling that he likes to explain it to her, he likes the thought that he can teach her something new what isn't criminal profiling or basic self defense stuff.

By the time the motor was taken apart her fingers felt numb and she felt herself getting tired. Will must've felt it too, because he took the wrench she had in her hand.

"Is that all?" she asked.

"No, but I think for today you've done enough."

"Enough good stuff?"

"You've done a wonderful job with this for a rookie." Will's smile was genuine - so was hers.

"Yeah, no surprise you're a teacher. You can explain how everything works really well." she rested her head on his shoulder and even if Will tensed up a little from the sudden affection, he didn't push her away - he pressed a soft, barely even a real kiss to the top of her head.

"I think you should go ahead and lie down. I'll join you in a second."

"No. I'll wait here with you."

And she waited.

She waited until he put the new propeller on. She watched as he checked on the oil. She watched as he started to clean up the mess - putting different tools into the toolbox and cleaning the floor with the rag he had close by.

At some point they changed their position. Maybe it was because of Will moving and turning while trying to not move to far away from her - she didn't know for sure. But she was hugging his shoulders from behind while she rested her chin in the crook of his neck and her legs were wrapped around his waist.

It was a comfortable position for her - and must have been a pretty uncomfortable one for Will.

But he didn't complain. Sometimes he brushed his hand along her shin or knee, or took one of her hands and held it. And it was Heaven.

She couldn't really believe in anything good in this world, not after she saw what the world is like and how bad it actually is. She saw it all through Will's work and night terrors - but one thing was for sure, in that moment she felt like they were both in Heaven. They were home, they were close, the dogs were lazily lying on the rug around them.

It felt safe.

It felt normal.

It felt nice.

"Sweetheart?" she was half asleep when Will finally spoke up, his voice wasn't more than a whisper.

"Yeah?"

"Let's go to bed, okay?"

"Sure." she answered, but stayed still for a moment. "Will?"

He hummed and she felt the noise go through his whole body.

"I like these evenings. The calm ones."

Will didn't say anything. He didn't have to. She knew he felt the same way. She knew it because he took her hand and pressed a kiss on it. She knew it because he carried her to bed. She knew it because that night he didn't wake up from a night terror.

She liked watching Will do things he actually liked to do. But she liked it more when he slept calmly.

#nbc hannibal #will graham deserves the world #hannibal #hannibal the series #will graham #will graham x reader #will graham x fem!reader

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cinamonqirl · 1 year

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COLLIDE

(smut)

Top!Kate Bishop x Bottom!Female Reader

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summary: Kate finally realized her feelings for you, and decided to use a her mother's gala to try to confess it to you. But in a different way...

warnings: SMUT ;) pet names (kate calling r princess). Kate's dirty thoughts (readers too). Kate touching r in private places. Begging. Moans. teasing.

A/N: this is my first fanfic and i hope you enjoy this short story! also sorry if there’s some mistakes in my english!

I appreciate every reblog and comment! 💌

Inspired by: collide by justine skye, tyga

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Kate has been thinking a lot about you since she last saw you. She was sure her feelings for her friend didn't really mean anything, and she tried to convince herself that she didn't see you as anything other than a friend, but that was a lie. Kate spent most of her time thinking about what it would be like to be your girlfriend boyfriend, and the only person who can treat you like her prey, is Kate herself. But she rejected too many of those short tight skirts, bare shoulders, pleading eyes to convince herself that she would find someone who was similar enough to satisfy her and her desires. But now she's sure you are the one she wants. And she will get you. Today.

Which is why Kate is now standing at a small table at her mother's charity event she invited you to. Even though she knew your parents would be at the meeting, she still had to make sure you came, and she would finally be able to confront with you alone. Just like she wanted.

Her eyes are focused on you, and only you. She knew You would wear that tight black dress and that you would look good in it, she didn't expect it to be that good. Especially when the dress was so short that it ended only in the middle of your thighs, where she wanted to put her able hands. According to Kate, you seem to get prettier every time she sees you. She felt more and more lust looking at you, and she knew the evening would be long and she would have to watch out for herself. All she wanted to do today was just get closer to you than ever before. Well, maybe that's not all she wanted to do.

And your seductive figure and dress did not improve the situation at all, on the contrary, Kate saw several young men looking at you really often, and even one glance made her nervous, so she gave them a murderous look every time. Kate clenched her jaw thinking how any man could look at you the way she did. She wanted you all to herself. And make you feel the best in the world today.

And she wasn't even aware that you wanted her the same. You caught her staring at you a few times, but each time she didn't look away like you thought she would. You knew she particularly admired your figure and the way you looked, but oh my god, today her eyes were mostly on your exposed skin. Which made you feel that your cheeks burn with blush almost all the time, knowing that your every move is being watched by her. Kate wondered what you was thinking when she looked at you . But seeing how you blush every time, look away and then hide your cute little smirk. She guess everything she want to do today makes sense.

She put on that black suit with the loose tie she wears so often on special occasions. She knew she looked good in it, and she knew you thought so too. You so wanted her smooth hands to scan your entire body. Every little touch of Kate gave you pleasant vibrations and butterflies in your stomach, especially when she looked at you like that, and her compliments left you speechless every time.

You could say Kate was already acting like you was all hers already, but kept her distance. You knew she liked to tease you. It seemed like you two were aware that you wanted each other, but are just put it off, waiting for the perfect moment.

You knew that your tight, short dress was getting her attention, as well as your doe eyes that you sent her from time to time.

Kate wasted no time seeing her mother and Jack sitting at the table with your parents and you, of course, so she walked toward You with her hands in her front pockets with a cocky smile on her face.

"Look who finally showed up" caught Elanor's attention, and everyone noticed her, including you. You turned to look at her and her eyes were arleady on you. The eye contact was quite intense.

"Where were you, Kate?" Jack asked with smile on his face. Kate licked her lips as she sat down next to her mom, sitting across from you.

"Just take the air" she said in her hoarse voice, staring at you for a few seconds then looked away as if she couldn't stand looking at you any longer. And she hadn't looked away for so long before, almost at all.

"Oh yes it's quite crowded in here, I don't blame you" your mom said, and Kate smiled kindly in return, knowing she hadn't gone to air earlier because of the crowd. Just take a breath from the constant feeling of wanting to fuck the daughter of the woman to who she sent an innocent smile. She might as well admit that her daughter's short dresses distracted her. but she didn't. The older friends went back to talking when Kate threw her head back trying to catch her breath and seemed not to be paying attention to the conversations around her. Then when the topic of the friend sitting across from her, came up, she came back to her ears trying not to show it.

"So, y/n. Is there some boys that you have on your eye?" Elanor asked meaningfully, smiling smugly at you. You was a bit surprised by the question, making your cheeks blush a little feeling everyone staring at you. And Kate already knew that there would be a lot of questions about their daughters. Archer at the thought of you having a boyfriend, makes her upset, and she ran her tongue along the inside of her cheek, which she often did when she was jealous. she might as well be your boyfriend.

You wanted so much to say that Kate is the one that you have on your eye, but instead you just smiled shyly.

"Well, not in the moment" you lied.

"And great, beacuse your previous boyfriends, was really dumb" your mother admitted, gaining giggles from the friends at the table, except for Kate. Who mentally smiled knowing that she and your mother had something in common. And you mentally agreed with your mother.

"Kate, how is your archery doing?" your dad asked as everyone turned their attention to archer. And especially you.

"Uh, pretty great actually. I've learned more lately. besides, I've got some more trophies recently, of course on a first place" the black-haired girl boasted, seeing you looking at her amazed, just like everyone else, but your vision was completely different. As if you wanted to convey: "you're so good at everything".

"Oh that sounds really good. And you must have fast hands to be that good," your father added as he sipped his drink. You raised your eyebrows in surprise at your dad's statement, feeling how your cheeks flush with blush. It never occurred to you that since Kate can shoot a bow, she must actually have good fingers for it. Oh gosh.

"Oh yes, I have" she giggled hoarsely as she lifted her head slightly, looking at you out of the corner of her eye. She probably knew that this information had an effect on you in some way, because she had already noticed your wide eyes and blush on your cheeks. While you was trying to hold back your silly imaginations about Kate's skilled hands.

"You have to teach y/n sometimes. When she was young, she really wanted to do archery" Kate smirked at this new information that your mom shared at the table. You giggled at your moms comment smiling like a little girl.

Kate couldn't help but picture her standing right behind you, being really close to you, holding your hands to hit the target perfectly, whispering in your ear instructions in that low voice. And most of them were defenietly innocent thoughts. And You would gladly agree to the proposal, probably knowing what would happen later if Kate was so close for a long time.

"Mh, I have nothing against" Kate suddenly looked at you with lust in her eyes, and you looked at her, unable to stop yourself, but biting your lip uncontrollably, staring intensely at each other. Which your parents probably noticed, because they exchanged understanding glances and smiles. They came back to their conversations.

While after your long stare between each other, Kate stopped yours staring competitions, and she loosened her tie by undoing the top two buttons of her shirt. Now, you think that were hot. And oh my god, her veiny hands. You felt a growing feeling between your legs, that's why you clenched your legs, nudging Kate's shoes lightly and moaning quietly, that was quiet enough that only she could hear it. Which brought her attention back and she looked at you confused as she tried to find an answer in your face, only to notice that you were definitely giving her pleading eyes. And Kate's pupils dilated, making her eyes darker. Archer thought you definitely needed her now, as she thought. But she didn't know what to do when you were sitting across from her. Well, you did it for her.

"Uh um i have to go to the bathroom" you smiled innocently as you stood up, and straightened your dress a little, which had come up slightly while sitting. You gave Kate a meaningful look, that she understood and didn't waste a second and got up right behind you.

"Wait, and where are you going?" Kate's mother asked as black-hairder stand up.

"Uh, I need to use it too actually" she explained, giving her mother the same innocent smile. She set off with you without waiting for an answer from her mother, leaving yours parents at the table in confusion.

"what they are planning, huh?" asked Kate's mother, looking at the silhouettes of their daughters walking away.

"I have no idea, but we were also the same as teenagers" Your mother giggled, along with Elanor.

When you entered the empty bathroom, you tugged Kate's hand, pulling her towards the empty stall. You locked the door and turned back to archer, feeling her lips hit yours, kissing you rough, and a soft moan escaped your lips, muffled by Kate's mouth as your back collides with the cabin door. It happened so fast it made you dizzy. Her hands went to your waist, squeezing the fabric of your black dress as if she had to make sure she wasn't dreaming and that the dress belong to you. And at Kate's sudden closeness, you felt her intense perfume hit your senses. You can melt under her touch.

"Uh oh" she chuckled hoarsely more to herself, as she slipping her hands under your dress, stroking the material of your lacy panties. "That's it" she bit her lip remembering how much she wished you to wear special underwear for her, and now her dreams come true. And at this gesture in your stomach you felt pleasant shivers, and the archer knows what she's doing.

You threw your arms around Kate's neck, keeping close to her as she pushed her body into yours. The kisses quickly turned greedy and messy until Kate slid from your mouth to your neck leaving messy kisses there and sucking on your skin. You closed eyes with pleasure and from your mouth fell out couple sighs and quiet moans that only motivated Kate to continue.

"Did you dress up so beautifully for me, cutie?" she asked in raspy voice, even though knowing the answer to her question so well, but she wanted to hear it from your lips. She continued leaving red marks on your neck where you know you'll have to explain yourself to others, but you don't care now.

"All for you Kate" You mumbled between breaths, clutching the jacket over her shoulders. Her smile only grew bigger as she heard your quiet groans. "I'm impressed. You know how to please me. Good girl" She complimented you, and you can imagine how much your panties are wet.

"I've been thinking about you all day, dolly" she mumbled into your neck. You smiled at her confession, focusing on her low voice, especially what she called you.

"You did?" You asked quietly, trying to keep your voice normal, but what Kate was doing down on your neck made you automatically high-pitched voice.

"Mhm, all day about making you feel good" she whispered into your mouth this time. You blushed furiously, realizing that your dreams of Kate had come true. "And a long time ago" She whisper kissing your lips once again "long, long, long time ago" She gasped into your collarbone this time.

You felt your legs almost fail you at what Kate had said. Which she must have noticed, because she grabbed your thigh from behind, hooking it against her own waist, holding you up. And now you was sure Kate would make you moan her name. Apparently, she was experienced in such things.

A moan escaped your lips at that gesture, which was muffled by archer's mouth. And Kate was sure it could be heard even outside the bathroom door, but it didn't bother her. On the contrary, she wanted them to know who you belonged to. You can come right now beacuse of how much her hands stick to you and she doesn't want to leave you.

"I needed you all day" you mumbled biting your lip with eyes closed. She knows that it is.

"Oh really?" She asked in a low voice, and smirk on her face to tease you. Well, she did. You hummed, and you were about to beg her to do more, but Kate seemed to read your mind. As you felt Kate's fingers slip under your dress, then over your wet lace panties, making you quiver with pleasure.

"You are so wet for me already, yeah?" she gasped as she stroked the soaked fabric. You took a shaky breath and buried your head in her shoulder, ignoring her comment because you know she knows it's all for her.

"Kate, please" You moaned between heavy breaths. And at that sound, Kate smiled smugly, knowing it made you feel good, which motivated her even more to keep going.

"What do you need princess?" she asked, pausing for a moment to give you space for thought.

"You, please I need you" You pleaded, as your hands tightening on her shoulders, feeling her fingers teasing you.

"Me, or my fingers?" she teased in a low voice. Kate was pleased with herself seeing your legs already shaking and even her fingers are not completely inside you.

"Both" you announced quietly.

"With pleasure, beauty" she giggled hoarsely at your need.

"ah-ha" You muttered flirtatiously biting your lip not even realizing that you was muttering something because Kate was making such a mess of your brain what she was doing with her fingers and also her low voice. She wasted no time slipping her fingers into your panties, running her fingertip over your sensitive spot.

"Katie, please" Archer growled at the request, slipping her fingers inside you. Kate kissed your lips one more time before she noticed that you was having a hard time kissing back because you was mostly focused on what she was doing with her fingers. So she slid down to your neck, leaving gentle kisses there, giving you as much pleasure as she could.

"You don't even know what you're doing to me wearing that short dress" she mumbled between kisses on your neck and shoulders. You moaned as you felt her fingers go deeper and deeper.

Archer moved her fingers neatly, keeping her rhythm. And she started repeating sweet words to you, making you come more than once during the evening, leaving you thinking Kate made you feel the best tonight, and she will make you in the future. Because you definitely need to do it again.

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thequietkid-moonie · 3 months

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Affectionate S/O

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Fubuki, Shouko ]

[ One Punch Man ] [ Komi-san can't comunicate ]

Despite the fact that im incredibly affectionate I had some troubles to write this because i didn't know how to express it hahaha

Please remember that i only write for gender neutral, and I don't write for Tatsumaki so she's out

Anyways, it was interesting to write, hope you enjoy!

Fubuki

Fubuki is a rather prideful woman, she holds a lot of pride for her power and what she had achieved on the hero fundation, however she is rather emotional too, deep down she feels insecure and tent to doubt herself some times, so when she actually gets into a relationship is with someone she trust and knows can show her more vulnerable side

Just as she holds pride from her powers she also holds pride from her relasionship, she loves you dearly and doesn't has problem with showing to everyone how a wonderful partner she has, and yet when is you the one talking good of her she actually gets flustered rather easily

Fubuki shows a prideful expression whenever she is bragging about you with others (even when her subordinates) but whenever she is with you her expression softens, even when she speak with the same determination and pride there is a lot of love in her behavior. She lets herseft be vulnerable with you, so you showing so much love and affection during those times goes directly towards her heart

Fubuki can easily handle compliments, telling herself that she used to them for her position and power, but the truth is that deep inside of her is making her heart go faster, she is more used to feel like nothing compared to her sister so reciving sincere compliments from someone she loves hits her harder that how she likes to admit, it make her feel special and loved

Telling her that you love her directly makes her more flustered and can catch her off guard, it quickly make her flustered but still she tries to keep her composture (funny because her cheeks are all red), specially if you two are in public (her subordinates just get used to seeing you being affectionate with her and see her all flustered, they normally don't say nothing about it but they share some silly smiles with each other, happy for you two)

Being physicaly affectionate towards her has an even bigger effect on her, that makes her more flustered but she never fails to return the gesture, she prefer if you dont do it in public because of her reputation and because she can't resist the urge to cuddle you and kiss you more whenever you are being so cute, physical affection out of nowhere always catch her off guard, even if you already were by her side, however there are also some times where she is the one initiating the affection (that doesn't mean she wont be a little blushy)

She doesn't mind at all you being affectionate, in fact she really enjoy it, but prefer if you do it whenever is just the two of you or at least out of her work, she just can get easily distracted by you and she doesn't want to take the risk of you getting in danger because she couldn't concentrate in her surroundings

Shouko Komi

Shouko suffer from a severe anxiety, what lead her to have a lot of difficulties in her day by day, still that doesn't stop her from loving you and wanting to be with you

It would take her a lot from her to be able to get used to be in a relationship, but as much as it make her feel anxious and even insecure she tries her best to overcome her insecurities and take some steps forward, trying to show you her love in diferent ways, however your affectionate behavior doesn't make things easy for her

Shouko isn't used to affection, most part of her family aren't physicaly affectionate and just shows their care and love in their own indirect ways, so suddenly having someone who is actively and openly affectionate towards her is really new, it make her feel really anxious because she doesn't know how to answer, it would take her a while to get used to it

Shouko is more used to don't have friends and be ignored, and suddenly being in the spotlight is dificult for her, most of the time she relay on you and in Hitohito for comfort whenever it came to trying new things (but she is slowly improving to be more open), and since you two are dating she relay more on you now, however she freeze whenever you are affectionate to her in an attempt to comfort her or make her feel safe, she wants to run away and hide for feeling flustered but at the same time she just want to melt under your loving touch

In other cases, where you are affectionate and shows her love just because you felt like it isn't different, everytime she is shocked, staring at you for a moment before nervously trying to think on what to do, should she say something? Should she return the gesture? Should just stand there? Can she run away to try and hide her inmense blush?

Being affectionate with words, by telling her how much you love her or compliments are easier to handle for her, it will flustered her (specially if you insist on what you tell her) but definetly is something she can handle, but being physicaly affectionate is more difficult for her to handle, she will freeze until she finally fully process what it is happening and is able to return the gesture, shy and completely flustered but she does return the gesture (or at least try)

As much as she gets flustered and even anxious, Shouko doesn't want you to stop, she loves any loving gesture you have with her, she probably freeze in the spot and become a blushing mess but she totally love it, if you try to stop yourself from showing affection in attempt to don't make her feel anxious, like diminishing your affection, stoping at half way or even apologizing it would affect her more than the actual affection, she grows to love it quite a lot and she can actually feel the lack of it, she will try to win the courage to tell you to please don't stop, she does want you to continue being affectionate, she wants to melt under your embrace and heard you tell her sweet nothings (well, that last part she isn't able to actually say it)

Requested by @the-ultimate-puppteer

#one punch man #one punch man x reader #opm x reader #fubuki #fubuki x reader #komi can't communicate #komi can't comunicate x reader #shouko komi #shouko komi x reader #shouko x reader #x reader #x gn reader #anime x reader #manga x reader

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muteshortgirl · 11 months

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When They Have A Crush

Ruby Rose-

Nervous and Excitable: Ruby becomes noticeably more jittery and excitable around the reader. She might stumble over her words or fidget with her weapon, Crescent Rose, as she tries to gather her thoughts. Her enthusiasm and energy reach new heights whenever the reader is around.

Blushing and Shyness: Despite her typically bold and courageous nature, Ruby finds herself blushing more often when the reader is nearby. She might become slightly more reserved and bashful, occasionally avoiding direct eye contact or hiding behind her red hood.

Extra Attention: Ruby goes out of her way to spend time with the reader. She constantly seeks opportunities to be around them, whether it's training together, offering assistance with missions, or even just sitting together during downtime. She may also use any excuse to engage in conversations or start playful banter with the reader.

Overwhelming Support: Ruby becomes the reader's biggest cheerleader. She offers unwavering encouragement and support, always believing in the reader's abilities and offering a helping hand whenever needed. She frequently compliments the reader's skills and achievements, making them feel special and valued.

Random Acts of Kindness: Ruby shows her crush through small acts of kindness. She may surprise the reader with little gifts or notes, leave cute doodles on their scrolls, or bring them their favorite treats. She genuinely wants to make the reader happy and often goes above and beyond to do so.

Awkwardness and Clumsiness: Ruby's infatuation sometimes leads to her being more accident-prone than usual. She might accidentally bump into things, trip over her own feet, or drop objects when the reader is nearby. Although embarrassed by her clumsiness, she tries to laugh it off, hoping it brings a smile to the reader's face.

Unintentional Staring: Ruby finds it hard to tear her gaze away from the reader when they're not looking. She often catches herself staring, only to quickly avert her eyes when caught. Her infatuation makes her genuinely captivated by the reader's presence and she finds them endlessly fascinating.

Weiss Schnee-

Blushing and Nervousness: Weiss, who is known for her icy composure, finds herself blushing whenever the reader is around. Her cheeks turn a light shade of pink, and she becomes slightly flustered, often stumbling over her words or losing her train of thought.

Awkwardness: Despite her regal upbringing and confident personality, Weiss becomes surprisingly awkward when interacting with the reader. She might trip over her words, say something strange then stand there silently berating herself wondering why she spoke those words.

Increased Attention: Weiss pays more attention to the reader than she does to others. She listens intently to their conversations, making an effort to remember small details and personal preferences. She might surprise them with thoughtful gestures or gifts related to their interests, showing her desire to impress and connect with them.

Supportive and Encouraging: Weiss becomes a strong supporter of the reader's goals and dreams. She offers words of encouragement and provides assistance whenever possible. Whether it's helping them study, training together, or offering advice, Weiss wants to see the reader succeed and believes in their potential.

Jealousy: Although she tries to hide it, Weiss occasionally shows hints of jealousy when she sees the reader interacting with others romantically or spending too much time with someone else. She may try to mask it with a snarky comment or a subtle change in her behavior, but those who pay close attention will notice her slight pangs of jealousy.

Vulnerability: Around the reader, Weiss lets her guard down more than with anyone else. She feels safe opening up about her fears, insecurities, and aspirations, trusting that they will understand and support her. Sharing her vulnerabilities shows how much she values their presence in her life.

Lingering Glances and Slight Touches: Weiss finds it difficult to tear her gaze away from the reader when they're nearby. She steals glances, her eyes filled with a mix of admiration and longing. When conversation permits, she might lightly touch their arm or shoulder, seeking physical contact to feel closer to them.

Shyness with Compliments: Weiss struggles to express her feelings directly, especially when it comes to compliments. She might stumble over her words or turn a deeper shade of red when attempting to praise the reader's qualities or achievements. However, her sincerity shines through, making her compliments all the more endearing.

#rwby #Ruby Rose #Weiss Schnee #reader #y/n #reader insert #Ruby Rose x reader #Ruby Rose x y/n #Weiss Schnee x reader #Weiss Schnee x y/n #headcanon

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texankat · 7 months

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A Special Bouquet 💐 PT2

warnings: A little bit of smut, slapping, mean Jenna

A/N: this picks up right after the first part!

Word count: 1129

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You didn’t know how to respond, you opened your mouth to speak but nothing came out, she pulled your face closer to hers as you took a soft inhale. After a few moments she pulled your face closer again- the sensation of her lips against your own was suddenly making it more known, you let a soft whimper out at the feeling, it sent absolute shivers down your spine. a few seconds passed before she finally let you break away, she was only barely panting while you on the other hand were desperately trying to catch your breath.

Your mind felt a bit hazy as you looked into her eyes, she looked hungry- hungry for more of that feeling you had given her. “You taste nice…” She giggled softly, you had a small pout because you just gave in so easily and now she was complimenting you. “Yeah yeah….” You softly chuckled as her hand trailed back to your neck, your body immediately shivering from the feeling “Sensitive are we?” She snickered in a teasing way her fingers moving down your back now.

“No, I’m not-“ you retorted with a small gasp as her hand was now on your hip. “You sure about that?~” She scoffed at your body’s initial reaction, another whimper escaped your lips as you continued to pout at her- the sensation of her hands on your body felt, so so good… not that you would admit to that though-but that didn’t stop Jenna from trying to pry it out of you, matter of fact- she wasn’t going to let you not admit you liked it. “Why do you keep lying, you’re just digging a deeper ditch for yourself…” she frowned mockingly, but you didn’t budge- Jenna was growing a bit impatient now.

“I know what you want- why not just give in? Why do you bother with all this extra ‘I’m too tough to admit anything’ act?” Her frown stayed put, as your pouting continued. She let out a sigh as her hand that had been in your own let go as she raised her hand to your face “If you don’t admit it I WILL slap the shit out of you, no questions asked.” She muttered at you, meanwhile, you were desperately trying to figure a way out of the situation she had put you in admitting that you liked it would absolutely destroy your pride but those slaps of her’s hurt like crazy…

While your mind was thinking about what to do Jenna was getting fed up with your silence, and she gave you a harsh slap to your cheek before pulling your face closer again. You let out a yelp of pain as you felt the tears begin to pour from your eyes- “SAY IT.” Jenna snapped, her words were harsh, and you felt like you had no other choice…so you finally gave in “I-I’m sensitive- when you touch me like…that..” you mumbled, Jenna had a wide smile on her face as she giggled to herself “See? How hard was that?” Before you could even get a word in she pulled you into another kiss, this time she didn’t let you pull away until SHE was done. You felt your legs getting weak as she suddenly pushed her tongue into your mouth, kissing you passionately. Your body didn’t know what to do, so many shivers and tingles were being sent through your body- you couldn’t help but let a gentle moan slip out as the two of you continued to kiss. After what felt like forever Jenna finally let the kiss break, both of you panting loudly. “Fuck…” that was all she could manage to get out for a moment or two “Are you like- a professional or something…?” She joked as she continued to try and catch her breath, you didn’t want to admit it nor say it at all but you felt like you had to…

“Jenna-“ you started as she looked into your eyes giving a gentle hum in response “I-…I’m a virgin….” You felt like your face was on fire from the sheer embarrassment you were feeling, though Jenna didn’t look disgusted nor angry- she just gave a light chuckle. “I thought so…” You were honestly surprised- surely she didn’t just guess… “Is it that obvious…?” Jenna paused for a moment before finally nodding her head, you almost instantly covered your red face as you groaned out in frustration, Jenna trying- really hard not to laugh at your embarrassment “AAAGH!- I KNEW IT….!” You whine, Jenna finally losing it and bursting out laughing, her cheeks flushing to a similar shade as your own. After a bit, you uncover your face with a small pout as Jenna is trying to stop herself from laughing anymore “Sorry!- Sorry, sorry…” She softly snickered before clearing her throat “So- about that whole Virgin thing…I could be your firs-“

You almost instantly put a finger over her mouth. “I’m going to have to cut you off there Mrs.Ortega- I can clearly see that you have a thing for me…” you chuckle but then your tone changes into more of a stern and serious one. “I just don’t think I’m ready for that…” She paused, possibly in a bit of shock though she finally let out a long sigh. “I understand, I’m- sorry for slapping you….” She awkwardly chuckled before taking her hands off of you in a sigh of respect. “I’ll be going now-“ She brushed herself off and fixed her hair, turning and walking to the front door before you stopped her by grabbing onto her shoulder. “What is it?” Jenna cocked her head to the side in a bit of confusion before you handed her the flowers from earlier. “Please, take them. I know we got off a bit of an awkward foot but I think we could have something going on… so I’ll think about your- little offer.”

You chuckle as her cheeks are flushed as she took the flowers in her hand, looking at them before noticing a small bit of paper put in the elastic band that holds all of the flowers together. “What’s this?” Jenna asked looking back up at you, meeting your eyes with her doe-like ones. “My number, just in case.” You chuckled before you opened the door for her and walked her out, giving her a small wave as you then closed the door and locked it- making sure to flip the “OPEN” sign to the “CLOSED” version. Jenna just stood there for a good minute or two before she looked down at the bouquet in her hands, she smiled softly and sniffed them- before she turned and walked off. Maybe she did do the right thing this time…. Maybe she had a chance…

~Next part~

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #f reader #jenna ortega x fem!reader #multiple part series

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archie-sunshine · 20 days

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waiter! waiter! more pandora x jak weird smut please!!!!!

i was thinkin about how magnets fuck with machinery so-

Magnets, Man...

(flagrant smut of my own ocs, 18+, JAK and Pandora)

TAGS: intelligence loss/fuckin around with jak's brain, squirting, fingering, casual sex, magnet play

Pandora has some magnets, JAK's helm looks like the perfect place to put them.

JAK could tell when Pandora was planning something for him. For one, she would compliment him more. Mention her great workmanship, thank him for all his help. Somehow, her stilted attempts at complimenting him were more endearing than they were manipulative. Second, she would be staring at him. Constantly. Or as constantly as her schedule would allow. Sometimes, when she thought he didn’t notice, she would seem to be sizing something up in her mind, usually regarding his lower half.

Those tells were enough to know it was something sexual. To know it was something so lascivious only pandora could have thought it up, one would only need to look to the third tell.

Pandora’s wall safe was open. Which meant Pandora was updating his backup drives.

“Sooooo… JAK?” Pandora purred, trotting into the room and situating herself between him and the TV.

“What is it?” JAK sighed, reaching for the remote and pausing the TV.

Pandora fidgeted with something behind her back, rocking on her heels a bit. She opened her mouth, making eye contact with him before closing it again and glancing away with a broad, nervous grin. “… Y’know, that paintjob really just works for you-“

JAK rolled his optics. “What is it.” he said flatly.

“I wanna try something. It’ll be fun! I promise. It’ll… also be sexy.” she explained quickly, turning to face him with a now more flushed look on her face.

JAK weighed his options for a moment. Or he tried to look like he was. It felt like the longer he was in this body the less dignity he had. He could have told her no, said she was being weird. Hell he could have said a lot of things. He didn’t say them. Instead he said, “Fine, but if my frame gets trashed again I’ll be pissed.”

By all accounts, it wasn’t very impressive. In her hand was a stack of round magnets, held a safe distance from his face where he was kneeling before her. She’d taken his place on the couch, still completely clothed, as usual.

“See the interesting thing about complex machines like you- hm- well ONE of the interesting things is that you don’t love magnets very much.” She hummed, closing her fist around the stack of magnets and struggling to pull one off. They seemed pretty powerful. “Messes with your internals… and I wanna know what it’ll do to your processor.”

“… you’re going to purposely possibly break my brain?” JAK asked.

“NOT BREAK!! Well- Hopefully not break, don’t worry about it.” She said quickly, rolling the magnet between her fingers and thumb.

“I’m gonna worry about it.” JAK droned, leaning back from her.

Immediately her hand darted forwards, hooking in his collar plating and stopping him. His vents hitched as the failsafe codes in him kicked on, her grip feeling stronger than the steel he was built from. “I’m not gonna break you, your body cost too much for that.” She frowned.

JAK swallowed, fixing her with an unconvincing frown. “Wow, my body and not me? Jeez you sure know how to make a dude feel special.”

“UGH you know what I-!! YOU’RE BEING PURPOSELY OBTUSE!” She snapped, wrinkling her nose at him and grimacing.

JAK grinned back at her, until he felt all of the pistons in his left arm suddenly eject out, stiffening and going uselessly limp at his side. He panickedly looked for the source of the malfunction, finding a thick black magnet pressed snugly to his plating. Pandora smacked his hand down as he reached it over to pick it off.

“The rest of you is metal too, you’ll just cause more problems trying to take it off. And anyway,” She hummed, casually flicking another magnet onto his right arm. His fans cycled up faster, heat and arousal pooling in his internals at the loss of control. “You have a more important job!”

“A-and what’s that?” JAK mumbled out thinly.

Pandora’s cool hands coaxed him to turn around and face the TV, leaving his head cradled between pandora’s knees. “I’m gonna watch my show, and you’re gonna make some noise if I hit anything interesting.” She chirped, and finally placed the first magnet on the right side of his head.

Immediately, JAK shuddered, his vision flickering and going pixelated. He could feel something in his head physically pulling back against the magnet, his teeth gritted and body quivering. It felt- A lot. It felt so very much, like danger, and proximity like his sensors were warning him of, and then further than that, like the feeling of all the blood rushing to his head. He felt dizzy.

“A-Ah-“ He sighed out, trying to jerk his neck away from the feeling and failing. Pandora’s hand tucked up under his jaw and held him fast in place, her free hand sliding the magnet in slow circles on his helm. He could feel cooling fans stutter against the tug of the magnet, feeling heat wash over his helm. He breathed out a weak laugh. “FFeels- weird-“

“Yea? What kinda weird?” She asked, doodling nonsensically with the magnet as she rubbed it over a new bit of his helm. This time his jaw dropped open and he moaned, the contact making him salivate as his body screamed for mercy.

“A-Ah- AH!” JAK cried out, his vocalizer popping in his throat and going laden with static. “F-fuh- Fizzy-“ He huffed unhelpfully.

“Fizzy?” She asked with a stifled laugh.

JAK nodded as much as he could with her hand on his jaw. Pandora laid her legs over his shoulders, squeezing either side of his face with her thighs as she giggled. She sounded so happy, and without meaning to, JAK’s fans clicked up another notch with an audible whine.

“Weeeird…” She whispered. “Let’s give you another.”

JAK’s mouth gaped open again as a second magnet made contact with the other side of his head. “NnNNGuuh-!” He grunted, drool bubbling from his lips. His voice sounded drawn out and sharp with static. His whole body felt hot with arousal. Without meaning to, his modesty plating snapped open, his pussy puffy and slick from the foreign feeling.

“O-Oh-!” Pandora squeaked. “Oh my god, Really? it feels that good?” she hissed out in an excited whisper, leaning down over his head to look at his junk. JAK’s fans squealed. Unable to use his arms, JAK rolled his hips weakly. It felt impossible to think, every coherent string of code pulled up and away by the magnets tormenting him.

“Uuuhnfffhhnn-“ JAK moaned when pandora slowly drew the magnets around his metal skull again.

“Oh… Oh wow…” Pandora sighed out breathlessly, stroking at JAK’s neck cabling. “I…. Can you turn around for me?”

JAK struggled to wrangle the prompt into making sense. He sluggishly followed her orders, succeeding only in tipping himself over onto his back facing her. Pandora just laughed, reaching down and arranging his hips between her legs with his cunt pointing up towards the ceiling. He got a great view of the underside of the coffee table from here. “Comfortable?” She teased. JAK’s vocalizer crackled. “Good.”

She rubbed her open palm over his waiting pussy, earning a series of useless clicks and fizzes from his vocalizer. Pandora smiled to herself. JAK must have looked so stupid then, jaw hung open, legs splayed over Pandora’s lap as she teased him. JAK couldn’t find anything in him that cared about how he looked. The only thing his processor cared to register was her touch. He drooled haplessly. Her cool digits burrowed into his hole and curled upwards to massage his lubrication tube. Lubricant welled at its opening for a moment as she kneaded it lightly. JAK moaned. Nothing existed but her, nothing but her careful digits and the pleasure they wrung out from him.

Her fingers went stiff, then decisively jabbed forwards against the tube. JAK gurgled his own spittle as a jet of lubricant arced up from his cunt and splattered against his belly. Her free hand came up, pinching at his clit and tugging on the pleats of his hood. JAK moaned out, unable to warn her as he came, another stream of lubricant splattering across his stomach.

“God you’re sensitive, it’s so fun!” She laughed, rolling her digits inside of him. JAK nodded dumbly, his face split into a blissed out smile. She was beautiful and terrifying, his body not his own but an extension of her will. He wanted to scream in terror and run, and he wanted to crawl meekly at her feet and curl into her like some lost dog. She was everything.

“Y-y’r sso good t’ me….” JAK choked out in a moment of clarity.

She laughed, snorting and squealing and kicking her feet. “God you’re fucking- HAH! Youuu.. you’re so stupid.” She snickered, worming her pinkie finger inside him along her middle and ring finger. JAK rolled his head back and whined. She began to pump her fingers in, his lubricant gushing and squirting around her digits. He moaned. It was so hard to think, his whole body on fire with the strain of just barely thinking while Pandora merrily reamed him out with her hand. The fingers on his clit shifted, pinching it between her middle and ring fingers and tugging gently as she rhythmically rolled it between her knuckles.

JAK’s body twitched weakly. It was total bliss, no thoughts, nothing but pleasure and stimulation, nothing but pandora. His optics shot wide open as she pressed the fourth digit on her hand inside of him. He wailed out incomprehensibly in strain and enjoyment. If he could do anything but force whines and crackles out of his useless vocalizer, he would have been screaming ‘YES’ over and over. But he couldn’t, so instead his vocalizer just squealed as he gushed a second time. Pandora simply tilted his hips forwards lightly, snickering to herself as his lubricant rained all over his own face and chest.

Unsurprisingly, JAK couldn’t find it in himself to care.

“You keep saying you’re gonna fix the lubricant levels, but you never fix them.” JAK huffed as he scrubbed at his plating with solvent. He was sitting on the toilet of the bathroom, grimacing to himself as he dug bits of drying orange flavoured lube from the crevices of his frame.

“I promise I’ll do it soon!!” Pandora called over the hiss of the shower. She poked her head out from around the curtain, her hair falling in slick curtains down her arms and shoulders. “Its just like… y’know… sooooo finicky-“

“You like it that i squirt, don’t you.” JAK sighed, cutting her off.

Pandora clammed up, glancing around shyly. “…. Maybe.”

“… You can keep it like this if you handle the cleanup.” JAK muttered, averting his gaze as his cheeks warmed.

“REALLY!!?” Pandora shrieked. JAK’s face flushed further.

When he didn’t say anything to deny it, Pandora cheered to herself, sliding back behind the shower curtain.

JAK sighed again, glaring up at the ceiling of the bathroom. One of these days he was going to finally have the dignity to say no to her.

“We should see how far you can squirt, or like, if you can knock something over with the pressure!” Pandora cackled.

… God and he hoped that day never came.

#archie answers #my fic #my ocs #JAK #pandora #smut #circua #circua prime #my requests #valveplug #technically #/nsfw #/nsft

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belit0 · 8 months

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hi! I hope you are doing well! I wanted to request a fem reader x itachi where itachi is praising her during sex (basically a praise kink) , thank you so so much :)

Hi love!! Sorry for taking so long, sometimes I don't get inspiration to write this man so I just wait to answer his requests 😭💕

Sitting on the table with one elbow propped up, Itachi looks at her suggestively. He doesn't need words to communicate what he wants, (Y/N) is trained enough to understand his intentions without having to express them out loud.

Black tunic with red clouds wide open and no fishnet shirt underneath, the Uchiha lies half lying on the chair, a position denoting interest with a certain tinge of urgency in his features. One would think he is about to take a nap, but she knows his expressions far too well as to fail in her interpretation.

The Akatsuki lair seems empty, but the girl learned not to underestimate the silence of the place long ago, living with noiseless criminals is a double-edged sword. She walks up to her man and follows his unspoken directions to kneel in front of him.

"What if someone comes in?" she timidly asks, looking around and trying to find the slightest hint of someone being there, any presence hanging around the perimeter. Theoretically, they should all be busy hunting the beasts, but Itachi breaks the scheme and that means any of them can do it too.

"Good girls don't question what they're asked to do, do they?" He replies with a smirk, the corners of his lips slightly tilted upward and denoting confidence in his actions. Maybe he's convinced no one is here, or maybe he's so sure of himself he doesn't even care.

(Y/N) knows better than to answer and kneels down in front of him, moving up to between his legs while looking him in the eyes. With the ninja's help, she pulls his pants down to his ankles, and naturally, she is not surprised to find herself face-to-face with an erect member.

She wastes no time, internally pressed by the panic of someone finding them in a common space, pressed by the rush Itachi implicitly conveys. She is not one to question his needs, she learned that long ago, and places herself in the spot she was dubbed upon falling in love with him.

Her hands make quick work alongside her mouth, holding the base of his cock and running the length of it with her tongue. She takes care of the underside with special love, reaching the head and closing her lips over it, swallowing him completely.

Her man's moans are what encourage her to continue, a gentle hand stroking her hair without driving or intervening in her pace, "You look so pretty taking it (Y/N), so fucking good." His sweet words encourage her to pick up the rhythm, forgetting for a few minutes they might not be alone.

She raises and lowers her head above her man's waist, holding his balls with one hand and the base of his dick with the other. What she doesn't manage to cover with her mouth is caressed by her fingers, trying to stimulate the whole area at the same time. "The way you try to take me in your throat is so satisfying to me, pretty one."

The Uchiha doesn't move his gaze from her, and those red eyes make her wet with the knowledge he's recording every second of her show. There is no greater compliment than knowing her man enjoys her abilities so highly he needs to keep them permanently in his mind.

"Your mouth feels better than pussy, I love when you suck it that way. My good girl" His wording is so intense (Y/N) herself moans as she listens, trying to engulf him whole, fighting back the gagging she gets every time he brushes against her uvula.

"Such a sweet girl, wanting admiration. Swallow it all, love." His ragged breathing and the little moans he lets out are all she needs to please him, seeking validation in every movement and feeling a shiver of pleasure travel straight up between her legs.

Itachi strokes her cheeks, gentleness at odds with the obscenity of the situation, and motions for her to stop and stand up. His hands make quick work of her clothes, leaving her completely exposed in the middle of the dining room without a care in the world for anyone to walk in and see them.

He guides her over his hips, sitting her on top of him and holding his cock with one hand, bringing it all the way to her entrance. He doesn't need to check the wetness of the area, spit on his hand, or use any product assistance, totally confident in his skill to get her wet without having to touch her.

He delicately enters her, helping to slowly lower her pelvis and enjoying every second of that delicious friction, "fuck (Y/N), you're so powerful" he moans through his lips, needing to kiss her in order to avoid cumming immediately from the jumble of stimulation the woman provides.

The effect she has on him is unmatched, and he forces her to remain still for a few seconds so as to regain composure, not to fill her up at that instant. He distracts her with kisses and caresses on her breasts, holding her softly by the hair and thrusting into her with his tongue the same way he would with his dick.

When he feels ready, he urges her with his hands to move, leading her movements and the speed with which she raises and lowers her hips. (Y/N) obeys his orders and directions masterfully, not missing a beat and following exactly what he desires, earning a beautiful "that's what a good girl does" in her ear as the Uchiha fucks her lovingly.

#uchiha itachi #itachi uchiha #itachi #uchiha itachi x reader #itachi uchiha x reader #itachi x reader #naruto shippuden #naruto imagines #naruto #uchiha clan #akatsuki #naruto x reader

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jihyocentric · 1 year

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fwb jeonghyo so you won’t miss them too much… and i hope i’m not rushing things. sometimes i feel like i shouldn’t do some stuff for the aus because i tend to rush. anyway, enjoy!

jihyo had been acting weird and jeongyeon couldn’t wrap her head around it.

it wasn’t weird as in the conventional meaning of the word — jihyo was seemingly alright. she was happy, healthy, and they weren’t having many argument. the sudden moment of peace is what jeongyeon finds truly strange, it’s what makes her stop and observe jihyo, trying to figure out why was she acting that sweet.

she had never really been that calm and quiet. if jeongyeon tried to explain to others that it’s the longing for a heated argument with jihyo that makes her love her even more, she was sure they’d think she’s crazy. but when she thinks about it, it’s the constants in her relationship with jihyo that kept them both sane.

despite changing over time, growing up and maturing, there were a few things that never changed between them. the humor, fighting over silly things, and the smallest windows of affection that came spontaneously, only to go away when they realize they’re being too sweet with each other — those were the essential components to their relationship, as both friends and lovers.

knowing all about that, jeongyeon can’t understand why jihyo is suddenly not messing around with her anymore. it’s not like jihyo doesn’t laugh at her jokes anymore — she does, but during the week, there wasn’t a single moment where jihyo was the one mocking jeongyeon.

jeongyeon didn’t have enough evidence to frame jihyo, but she could tell something was off. her jihyo wasn’t as clingy and most definitely not as patient as she has been with her. it almost felt like jihyo has been replaced by a good version of herself.

(not the ‘evil’ one, because the original jihyo was already evil enough through jeongyeon’s eyes — and that jihyo was the one she loved.)

“where are you going?” jeongyeon tilts her head up, staring at jihyo up and down. the middle of her forehead scrunches, frowning when she looks at the way jihyo was dressed. “you’re too pretty! and you’re going out by yourself?!”

it wasn’t a compliment, jihyo knew it. it was jeongyeon’s way of calling her out, and maybe make jihyo console her with kisses. no matter how cute jeongyeon looked tried to get any sort of information about her suspicions, and yes, jihyo knew she had some, she wouldn’t tell her whatsoever.

“i’m going out with nayeon and tzuyu.” jihyo explains, the corner of her lips raising, nearly making her open a smile. “and i’m not telling you anything.”

“i didn’t ask!” jeongyeon huffs, peanut, that had been sleeping soundly on her lap, wakes up and yawns, disturbed by her voice. “have fun.” it’s all jeongyeon says, sourly, letting jihyo know how frustrated she was.

“oh, i will,” jihyo coos, walking towards jeongyeon and pecking her lips. “don’t sulk all day long, okay?”

“mhm.” jeongyeon hums, crossing her legs and holding peanut closely, trying not to look at jihyo as she leaves through the front door.

jihyo had done a great job of hiding her plans from jeongyeon. she didn’t tell the other girls about it because she knew sana wouldn’t keep her mouth shut, mina would tell it to chaeyoung, and then jeongyeon would fatefully know about it, dahyun wouldn’t be that helpful and momo… momo wouldn’t care. at best, she’d say ‘cool’ and go on with her day.

“when are you planning to do it?” nayeon asks, more interested on helping than tzuyu, who only came along to be close to nayeon. “you should do something special.”

nayeon wouldn’t be that excited to be involved if it wasn’t for something that she knew, and jihyo didn’t. that, not even tzuyu would know. nayeon couldn’t risk ruining jeongyeon’s plans or jihyo’s, and although jeongyeon had called her first, jihyo was still her friend and nayeon couldn’t decline jihyo’s ask for help.

they had to buy a ring first, something nayeon had already done with jeongyeon. as she knew exactly what jeongyeon had bought, and she picked it herself, saying jeongyeon’s taste wasn’t reliable, it would be easy to get the same ring. jihyo and jeongyeon would have matching rings no matter who asked the awaited question first.

“i don’t know,” jihyo doesn’t take her eyes off the road, biting her lower lip as she thinks about it. “before our parents come visit us.”

“they’re really coming?” nayeon laughs, loud enough that it made tzuyu whine, eyes closed, still sleepy. “sorry, baby,” nayeon whispers. “can i be there when they come?”

“no!” jihyo replies, huffing at the way nayeon chuckled, clearly amused while she struggled. “i should’ve asked for tzuyu’s help only. you’re annoying.”

“but you love me,” nayeon says cutely, jihyo rolling her eyes, rethinking her decisions.

momo wasn’t the most helpful person when it came to finding rings or making proposals, but she was a good listener and jeongyeon had a lot to talk.

“…and i don’t know if i should just ask her at home or take her out. a dinner would be cliché and she would laugh at my face. i don’t want her to do that when i’m asking her to be my girlfriend! i’m not sure if i should do it at home because it wouldn’t be special. i mean, our apartment is special, we had all of our firsts together there…”

“too much information.” momo grunts, trying to solve a magic cube while she listened to jeongyeon, lying on her couch. dahyun and sana were out, and momo was the only one left for jeongyeon to talk with.

jeongyeon ignores her, proceeding to think out loud. “…but it’s still home. i think she would like to have a date. something romantic, but not too romantic. something that wouldn’t make her laugh as her first reaction, i don’t want her to think i’m pathetic!”

“you are.” momo says quietly.

“…i also don’t want her to be smug about it. she told me i had to ask her, and at first i didn’t want to, but now i’m doing this willingly and i know it will feel like a victory to her, but i don't want her to remember it like just some bet she won. i want her to think about it like the day the love of her life asked her-”

“’the love of her life’? okay, now you’re being really weird,” momo sits back, placing the unsolved cube on the center table, looking at jeongyeon, who had been walking in circles as she rambled about asking jihyo to be her girlfriend. “you’re so nervous that it’s like you’re asking her hand in marriage.”

“isn’t becoming official taking a step closer to that?” jeongyeon bites her nails, shivering at the thought of marriage.

“i would say no if it wasn’t jihyo,” momo thinks about it for a second. “so yes, kind of. but you’re overthinking. just go camping with her or take her on a picnic, whatever. she’ll be happy no matter what you do.”

something clicks on jeongyeon’s mind when momo talks about picnics and camping. she pounces on momo, giving her a tight hug, calling momo a genius when all she did was listen and suggest the most obvious things she could have. sana and dahyun look at them from the door frame, absolutely lost when they arrive with bags from the market and find them in such a suggestive position.

they decide to keep quiet and go straight to the kitchen.

jihyo didn’t have to work to get what she wanted, but jeongyeon spent the past month working extra hours to get the ring for her. they came from different families, with different sources of income, and that was never a problem between them, but sometimes jihyo worried about jeongyeon, about her not having proper rest and overworking herself.

jihyo wouldn’t have known, but jeongyeon’s work would be worth it if what she got was a simple ‘yes’. she knew jihyo would say that word, she was all but begging jeongyeon to ask her to be her girlfriend, but jeongyeon wanted to do things right. jihyo deserved a proper date first, and only then jeongyeon would ask her the question.

simultaneously, jihyo was tired of waiting and she needed to make things official between them before receiving their parents in their home. she wasn’t a good liar when it came to her parents. although she could hide things from jeongyeon when she had to, she could never do that with her parents.

and so, in a moment of pure despair, she decided to give up and ask jeongyeon to be her girlfriend.

“i was thinking…” jeongyeon mumbles, eyes closed as jihyo joins her on the bed.

“oh, that’s impressive. i’m shocked.” jihyo teases her, poking jeongyeon’s waist as she hugs her from behind. “you need to get smaller, yoo jeongyeon.” she huffs, unable to take a hold of jeongyeon entirely, placing a leg over jeongyeon’s waist.

“i’m normal sized. you are too small- why did you lie there? your side of the bed is here,” jeongyeon pats the free space on her side, where jihyo should be instead of behind her. “if you fall i’m going to laugh at you.”

“then give me some space,” jihyo retorts, trying to push jeongyeon to the side and get more space to lie comfortably. jeongyeon sighs, moving to jihyo’s side of the bed, letting her stay where she wanted to be. “so warm,” jihyo whispers, head tucked in the crook of jeongyeon’s neck.

“should we get a bigger bed?” jeongyeon asks as if she didn’t know what jihyo’s answer would be, giggling when jihyo whines.

“stop!” jihyo replies quickly, remembering the times jeongyeon threatened to get a bigger bed so that she wouldn't steal all of the bed’s space. it wasn’t jihyo’s fault, really. she never meant to take the entire space, all she wanted was to cuddle. “what were you thinking about?” jihyo asks, trying to change the subject.

“can we change positions?” jeongyeon tries to move, but jihyo isn’t planning on letting go of the position any time soon. “really?” jihyo hums to her question, holding jeongyeon as if she wanted to glue themselves together, the leg over jeongyeon’s hip trapping her in place.

“isn’t this comfy? i’m comfy,” jihyo sighs softly, her muscles relaxing completely. it wasn’t even night yet, but she felt exhausted the moment she lied on the bed and hugged jeongyeon, drawn into the need to cuddle and sleep.

“i feel like i'm wearing a backpack.” jeongyeon groans and jihyo tightens her hold around her, not a word slipping out of jihyo’s mouth. jeongyeon knows that there is no escape and that she would only be able to move once jihyo slept, so she gives up and lets jihyo snuggle with her for warmth. “as i was saying before you interrupted me, we’ll go out tomorrow.”

“taking me on a date?” jihyo rushes to interrogate her, nosy as always, wanting to know every detail about everything, just to get under jeongyeon’s skin. “where to? what time? should i wear that dress you g-”

“shh.” jeongyeon silences her. “so noisy. i won’t tell you anything until tomorrow.”

“then why did you say it now?!” jihyo whines, raising her head just slightly, to look at jeongyeon. “i’m not going to sleep now, you- you’re so mean! you know i’m anxious! i need to know!”

“weren’t you sleepy and comfy?” jeongyeon shrugs, closing her eyes, jihyo’s stare burning on her. “i think i get it now. when you stopped hugging me i became cold, so keep hugging me. it’s really warm.”

“stop that, at least tell me where we’re going!” jihyo tries to persuade her, but the soft voice and pleas were not going work that time.

jihyo survives until the next day — barely, but she does.

the only thing jeongyeon had told her was that they were going out of town, and as much as jihyo kept asking where they were going during their ride, jeongyeon gave her no information at all.

the sun is almost setting when they arrive there. jihyo had slept at some point during the ride, the traffic was heavy and jeongyeon’s announcement that it would take at least two hours for them to get there made her instantly close her eyes and drift to sleep.

when momo talked about picnics, jeongyeon thought about the times she would sneak out of class with jihyo just so they could do nothing together, in that same spot. when they were teenagers, and none of that had happened yet, their favorite thing to do was everything their parents told them not to, for the sake of the rebellion and the feeling of being young and wild.

so it seemed like the only right thing to do. taking jihyo there, and starting something else with her there. both ultimately ending their relationship as it used to be and starting something new. perhaps that was the late realization of their teenage dreams.

“time to wake up,” jeongyeon opens the door of the car, jihyo shivering when the cold wind hits her skin, eyes still closed. “or you’ll miss the sunset.”

jihyo stumbles on her feet as she gets up, jeongyeon holding her so she wouldn’t fall. when she opens her eyes, there is the sunset, the city, so far away from them that the lights were the only thing they could see, and then there was jeongyeon.

there was always jeongyeon.

“that’s…” jihyo breathes out, knowing exactly where she was. it isn’t hard to guess, not when all she did during her entire childhood was climbing up that hill with jeongyeon, just so they could eat chips and talk. together, in the middle of nowhere, where there was nobody but them.

“cold?” jeongyeon asks, noticing how jihyo trembled under the cold breeze. jihyo hums and jeongyeon closes the door. jeongyeon brings jihyo to sit on the trunk with her, the place comfy and warm, giving them the perfect view of the sunset.

she purposefully didn’t remind jihyo to bring a coat, just so she could do that — wrapping a blanked around the both of them, making them need to be close in that tight spot, watching the sun getting replaced with the moon.

“this is too romantic. i’m gonna throw up on you.” jihyo mumbles, nuzzling her head against jeongyeon’s chest. “did you do something bad and now you want to apologize by bringing me here? just tell me, yoo jeong-”

jihyo stops when jeongyeon places a kiss on the top of her head.

“can’t keep quiet, can you?” jeongyeon laughs. “just wanted to take you on a date, that’s all. i figured you would like to be back here,” she shrugs, and jihyo pulls away from her embrace.

jihyo opens her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, and then closes it. jeongyeon doesn’t know what might be going on in her head, but she knows jihyo is thinking about something.

“you’re gonna do it, aren’t you?” jihyo asks, slightly irritated. that wasn’t the kind of reaction jeongyeon expected from her, and with the way jihyo smacks her chest accusingly and crosses her arms, jeongyeon feels nervous all over again.

jeongyeon laughs awkwardly, and suddenly, the small box inside her pocket becomes too heavy. “do what?”

“you had months to do it,” jihyo continues, her face getting red. jeongyeon couldn’t tell if she was angry, or shy, or both. “and you decide to do it now.”

“jihyo…” jeongyeon gulps, her own face getting red, wishing jihyo wasn’t talking about what she was thinking about, or else it would all be ruined. she hid it for too long, and now jihyo just guessed everything.

“this is beautiful,” jihyo says, as if it was all jeongyeon’s fault. what exactly was jeongyeon’s fault, none of them really knew, but jihyo seemed like she was blaming jeongyeon for everything. “this place is perfect,” she grits her teeth. “and i know what comes next.”

jeongyeon’s eyes widen, “y-you do?”

“mmm.” jihyo hums, a silent yes to jeongyeon’s question. “i’m so, so mad at you.”

“well…” jeongyeon scratches her nape anxiously, not knowing what to do.

“but my answer is yes!” jihyo interrupts her, rushing to say the ‘yes’ jeongyeon wanted to hear. she didn’t want to hear it that way, jeongyeon was hoping to get a surprised ‘yes’ rather than a ‘yes’ from someone who had just ruined the surprise, but jeongyeon found it way too amusing to be mad at jihyo.

“huh?” jeongyeon pretends she doesn’t understand what jihyo was saying. “i was just going to ask if you’re hungry.”

jihyo’s smile drops. her heart, that had been at full speed, stops for a second. “what?”

“i brought snacks.” jeongyeon tells her, holding a bag of chips in front of jihyo’s face. “since your answer is yes, take it.”

jihyo doesn’t know if jeongyeon is messing around with her or not. her immediate response, however, is to swallow back a lump on her throat. it’s the way jeongyeon breaks her expectations that makes her want to cry, and perhaps it wasn’t jeongyeon’s fault that she had misunderstood things, but jihyo still blames her.

“are you serious…” jihyo takes a deep breath, looking away, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. “i’m not hungry.”

jeongyeon notices the hurt on jihyo’s voice and she’s quick to take the small box out of her pocket, opening it shakily. “then take this instead.”

jeongyeon has to tap jihyo’s knee for her to look, as she had been looking away and trying to keep her tears from falling. she looks at the ring, confused because it looks just like the one she had bought, but when she takes it and places it on her ring finger, it fits perfectly, like it’s her own.

“where did you get this?! wait,” jihyo rubs her face with the back of her hands, trying to dry her own tears, taking a box from inside the pocket of her jeans and opening it to show the ring nayeon made her get for jeongyeon. “nayeon…”

“of course she would do that.” jeongyeon laughs softly, using the sleeve of her shirt to dry the tears that insisted on falling down jihyo’s cheeks. realizing it’s useless to dry up jihyo’s tears, jeongyeon holds her face and looks at her glossy eyes. “jihyo, will you be...”

jihyo shakes her head. “no, you will be my girlfriend.”

jeongyeon rolls her eyes. “just shut up and say yes.”

“if i shut up, then how will i-” jihyo gets brutally interrupted when jeongyeon kisses her.

the kiss doesn’t last long — it’s hot, rough, and it definitely shuts jihyo’s mouth, making her whimper once jeongyeon pulls away.

“will you be my girlfriend? last chance.” jeongyeon warns her, cupping jihyo’s face in her hands.

jihyo laughs, pecking jeongyeon’s lips again, “yes.” she mumbles against jeongyeon’s lips, saying the word over and over again, and this time, it’s even better than what jeongyeon had imagined.

“wanna go back inside the car?” jeongyeon asks huskily, jihyo nearly straddling her lap, both of them panting, lips swollen from the fiery kisses, hands going everywhere, the sunset long forgotten — but there were even better things to look at.

“yes.” jihyo replies, growing fond of the word.

jihyo doesn’t know if it’s the fact that they’d never done something like that in that place or if it’s the ring on her finger that makes everything hotter, but she can’t help but fall apart over and over again.

just like that, their particular place had just gotten a new memory to be attached to, and the yes that would escape both of their mouths every now and then had a whole new meaning.

#drabble #jeongyeon #jihyo #jeonghyo #fwb!jeonghyo #sfw #non rq

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starry-night-rose · 8 months

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“You came to see me dance? Very well then.....enjoy the show”

Character Playlist / Character Inspirations

Full Name: Odette Leda Cygnet

Nicknames: Reine des Cygnes (Rook) Lil’ Swan (Floyd) Coppelia (Victoria by @rosietrace ) The ballerina (Azul)

V/A: Ayako Kawasumi (JP) Chelsea Kwok (EN)

!Twisted from Duchess Swan from Ever After High!

Age: 18

Birthday: March 4th

Horoscope: Pisces

Species: Half-Fae

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/her

Height: 157 cm (or 5’2)

Hair Color: Ebony with streaks of white

Eye color: Dark Purple

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Homeland: Shaftlands (Currently) Briar Valley (Formerly)

Family: Unnamed Father, Unnamed Mother, Unnamed Grandfather

Dominant Hand: Right

Dormitory: Pomfiore, Fableheart (belongs to @windbornearchon )

School Year: 3rd year

Class: 3-C (No. 14)

Best Class(es): Animal Languages, Potions

Worst Class: P.E

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Favorite Food(s): Blackberries, Blueberries, Apples, grass

Least Favorite Food(s): Steak, Swan, Cashews

Hobbies: Ballet, Playing the piano, Reading, Sulking

Dislikes: Singing, Her curse, Sunny days

Talent(s): Dancing, Piano playing, Talking to animals (especially swans)

Sexuality: Bisexual Demiromantic

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Personality: Almost always seen with a frown upon her face, Odette is a somber, melancholy individual. Odette keeps to herself and would rather take a swan-dive off the roof than socialize with others. Odette is under the belief that so long as she keeps to herself, she wouldn’t get attached to others and be forced to see them despair. Odette is cold at times but once a person leaves, she immediately feels remorseful over how she acted and thus, keeps more to herself. Odette is pessimistic about life because of her fate and feels jealous of others who seem to have their “perfect fairytale endings” while she’s stuck with hers. Deep down, Odette does care about others, she just wants them to be happy and tries her best to make those people feel happy indirectly like writing them compliments on pieces or paper or leaving anonymous flowers to cheer them up! There are rare times that Odette feels truly happy and that’s when she’s dancing! Often you can see her smiling and enjoying herself! That is until someone walks in and Odette is back to her grumpy self!

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Backstory: Odette was once a happy child who lived with her two loving parents in the Briar Valley. She loved to sing and dance and do all sorts of things that a happy child would do! However, this all changed on Odette’s 9th birthday. On that day, Odette awoke to find a large strand of her hair had turned white. Odette tried to cover it up with the rest of her hair but it was quickly discovered by her parents. On Odette’s paternal side, there was a familial curse. A curse that would cause the person afflicted to turn into a swan for all of time. Thankfully, this only affected person when they came to the end of their life and, due to Odette’s paternal side being all Fae, this wouldn’t happen for centuries! However, Odette was a special case. She was a half-fae and rather than the curse afflicting her late in life, it came for her early. Desperate for some way to break the curse, The Cygnets turned to their friends the Le Fay family when they were stopping by the Briar Valley and begged them to help their daughter. The Le Fay’s own daughter Victoria tried her best to try to break the curse but as it was too strong, Victoria would only edit the curse. The edit was that the curse could be broken by an act of true love. Over time however, Odette lost faith in true love and kept to herself. Years later, Odette was accepted into RSA and was sorted into the dorm Fableheart. However, Odette was chosen for an NRC-RSA exchange program and at NRC, she was sorted into Pomfiore.

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Trivia!

Odette absolutely adores the rain

Due to her curse, Odette’s singing voice has taken a turn for the worse. People often say she sounds like a dying swan when singing

Back home, Odette has many different pets including a kitten, a horse, and a whole flock of swans!

Due to her curse, Odette started to have traits similar to that of swans, such as eating grass or communicating with other swans!

Odette has been taking ballet and other dance classes since a very young age!

Odette was actually friends with Victoria Le Fay as a child and the two would regularly play together when Victoria was visiting her family in the Briar Valley

Odette is typically seen practicing in one of the Pomfiore dance studios or dancing along the beaches of Sage’s Isle!

Seeing Odette smile is a myth passed around Pomfiore and the rest of NRC, they say that the one who can get her to smile, will do well on their exams! Odette has yet to confirm or deny this myth!

When Odette’s hair turns fully white, she is doomed to turn into a swan!

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How would your OCs' significant others react to seeing them dressed up for the first time? (and for the OCs without significant others, whoever they're closest to)

Thanks for the ask!

Dannie x Murphy

Well, this is a bit of a different situation. Murphy couldn't see Dannie dressed up per se, but can appreciate through other ways. She could notice Dannie wearing a special perfume or something like that. Or feel the texture of Dannie's outfit (fancy clothes usually feel different imo) and of course Dannie could describe their outfit to her.

Silas x Copia

Copia would probably forget to breathe for a split second lol. He'd be so enamored of Silas. He would try to flirt and compliment him but stammer a bit from being kinda flustered and Silas would chuckle and think he's being so cute.

Arith x Iriel

Arith has seen Iriel dressed up plenty of times over the years but every time he's always so amazed by her and how beautiful she is. Though the very first time he saw her dress up he fought with himself internally about finding her pretty or not. Before settling on "Well... she's an angel, it's to be expected." He was in denial.

Iriel wasn't as surprised the first time she saw him dressed up since he tends to dress fancy anyway, but then she realized she can't quite stop looking at him when he's not paying attention. Noticing all the details of his clothes and how they suit his eyes and hair. And then she panics internally for a second. She can't find the enemy attractive! Iriel proceeds to push down her conflicted feelings and focus on the night.

Kaia x Odel

Kaia gasps and grins, talking about how she can't believe she's with such a gorgeous angel and how lucky she is. Odel can barely speak because she's so flustered.

Odel can't help but stare at Kaia, in awe. Kaia smiles and Odel whispers to herself that she can't believe she's practically with a goddess. Odel kisses her cheek before they both share a proper kiss.

Eliška and Rocket

[Context: Let's say the Guardians are on a secret mission and have to dress up, just go with it, classic spy mission]

Rocket is surprised at first to see her in a dress and not in her usual uniform. When he's silent for a bit too long, Eliška gives him a look and asks if she looks stupid. He says no, and explains that she just looks different. Eliška asks if he means good different or bad different. He replies with good different. He's not the one for aesthetics and fashion but he can admit the dress suits her well.

Marigold x Peter

Peter's impulsive thoughts immediately make him think he needs to marry Marigold after seeing her dressed up for the first time. He pushes down those thoughts because they've only been on a few dates at this point. He tells her she looks beautiful and her smile causes his heart to beat just a little bit faster.

Rosie x Allison

Rosie immediately goes to hug Allison, gushing about how much she looks like a princess and how beautiful see is. Allison grins and blushes.

Allison loses her train of thought seeing her for the first time, before she tells her she's the most prettiest girl she's ever seen. They playfully go back and forth about who's the prettiest until Allison shuts Rosie up by kissing her hand and causing her to flicker in and out of visibility.

Jelaa x Ahsoka

Ahsoka is so used to seeing her wearing something practical or robes of sorts, that when she dresses up, Ahsoka is uncharacteristically quiet, her brain overwhelmed with love, she quickly recovers and goes on to flirt with her a bunch, causing Jelaa to blush.

Arline and Viktor

Viktor would take Arline to some party that he and Jayce are invited to, something involving Hextech maybe. Arline would want to go dress shopping with Caitlin and keep the dress a surprise. Afterwards Arline is so excited and can't wait for the party but manages to keep the surprise. On the night of the party, Arline comes out wearing her brand new dress and it matches the colors of Viktor's clothes. He smiles when he sees her and tells her she looks wonderful. Arline does a little twirl and is really excited to go. Viktor feels a unfamiliar feeling. It's like proudness mixed with an achey feeling and nostalgia. He eventually realizes he's just surprised and a bit sad about how fast Arline is growing up.

Sorry I went a bit extra long with this one

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