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sanakiras · 2 months

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HEAVEN

PAIRING — jeon wonwoo x fem!reader

WORD COUNT — 3.4k

SYNOPSIS — wonwoo has a reputation for being distant, quiet and a bit mysterious. once you get to know him better, though, you come to find the sweet, shy boy underneath the surface.

TAGS — established relationship, explicit sexual content, sub-ish virgin!wonwoo, lowkey corruption kink, i have a sickening crush on this man can you tell, not proofread :)

♪ — the nbhd - heaven,, hank lotion - k-sEx

NOTE — gam3 bo1 wonwoo and ep 1 nana tour wonwoo footage has been making me act UP and i think he’s just so cute <3 screw the hard dom wonu agenda i like to see my men a lil WEAK ‼️😁

like most people, you felt rather intimidated when you met jeon wonwoo for the first time.

stoic, quiet, intelligent. the strong and silent type. that was the clear image you had of him. and to top it all off, he had the criminally good looks too. a relatively rare kind of man to come across, in your opinion.

though you began to see him in a different light after bonding with him over your shared love for video games. since then, you’ve discovered he can actually be quite talkative, cracking silly puns or laughing at the corniest dad jokes. he’s well-spoken and is actually very open about his feelings, which you found refreshing.

and while developing a friendship with him, you realized how much of a big softie he actually is, which paints quite the contrast compared to his cold and quiet persona he unintentionally seems to put up towards those outside his circle of close friends and family.

it reminds you of the day he asked you out — that sweet, shy smile on his face with rosy cheeks, all flustered and stuttering that you really don’t have to say yes if you don’t feel like it and he’ll push it all to the side like nothing happened if that’s what you’d prefer—

you very easily interrupted him by agreeing to go on a date with him. you’d never seen him smile wider.

wonwoo is cute when he smiles.

and despite his nervousness in the beginning, he still made efforts to be as talkative as he could and show you his interest in you, which you found very sweet. you had a great time with him, and you noticed rather quickly how comfortable you felt around him.

a couple dates later, he asked you if you wanted to be his girlfriend, and you certainly didn’t refuse him.

he’s also turned out to be a gentleman in his own way — subtly saying he could do certain things for you to make your life easier in that monotone voice of his, eyes following you around whenever he’s with you.

the first time he slept over at your place was rather recently after you two made it official. it wasn’t planned, since he was supposed to go back to his place after your date, but due to issues with public transport, you offered him to stay with you instead.

with his face and chest bare, he got into bed next to you. of course you’d imagined what he looked like underneath his big hoodies, but actually having him by your side like this was different.

and wonwoo was putting every bit of effort into playing it cool, even though he was freaking out to be sleeping next to his first girlfriend, forcing himself to look away from your tank top that left very little to the imagination.

yet ironically, it was all he could fantasize about before drifting to sleep.

normally, you’d only let a guy into your bed to do things other than sleeping once you’ve been dating for quite a while. it’s never been something you like to initiate quickly — but wonwoo’s been making you question it. severely.

because he looks so hot when he’s out on the field with his football team, when he’s working out, when he’s gaming on his pc, even when he just fucking smiles at you. the worst thing of it all might be that he doesn’t even seem the slightest bit aware of how attractive he is, nor what effect it has on you.

maybe you should really just tell him you want to jump him like a tree.

but you don’t want to rush him. for all you know, he doesn’t feel like doing that at all with you yet, and for some reason you just didn’t know when or how to ask him about it. later, you thought to yourself.

though you will say you’ve been pushing his buttons a little over the course of time. ever since that night, you’ve subtly been putting yourself on display for him. low-cut shirts and dresses so he can take a peek at your cleavage, accidentally exposing a bit of the fabric of your lingerie, sitting in his lap and rubbing up on him — unintentionally, of course.

it took every ounce of self-control in your body not to smirk when you felt him stiffen up underneath you.

the progress of your relationship has been nothing but positive, really. but you’re aching for him to just touch you at this point.

the day you hit your breaking point isn’t much later. you were trying on some newly bought dresses in front of him, one more revealing than the other — sundresses always work magic on men for whatever reason — and you turned around to find him pathetically trying to hide his hard-on while seated on your bed.

and you just couldn’t find it in you to wait any longer.

so that’s how you ended up sitting in his lap, hands on the back of his neck as you’re grinding against him. his glasses are sitting lop-sided on his nose, black locks messy from your fingers threading through them, lips swollen from your kisses.

the moment he feels your fingers tugging at his hoodie, he feels the need to clear up what he’s been meaning to tell you for a while now.

“i need to tell you something. i’ve—” he cuts himself off when he accidentally lets out a whimper, “i’ve never had sex with anyone.”

he’s still heavily breathing, looking at you in anticipation, and you just can’t escape the buzzing feeling you get from the idea of taking his virginity.

“do you want to?” you ask him, and how could he say no when you’re holding his face like this, looking at him like you’re willing to give him the ride of his life?

“yeah, yeah, i just—i usually don’t last very long,” he sheepishly admits, then internally asking himself why the fuck he would say that, “sorry, i’m nervous.”

but you think it’s endearing. “i don’t mind. we can always go for a second round, right?”

all he can do is nod his head in agreement. “i, i um—i’m not sure what to do next. i’m sorry, this is embarrassing.”

“it’s not, really. it’s not some big performance you need to put up, it’s something fun and exciting and intimate. you can go ahead and relax, and tell me if you like or don’t like what i’m doing.” you reassure him so patiently, which puts him at ease.

jesus — if anything, he’s already a whimpering, stuttering mess and you’re hardly even touching him.

so you move your hand down into his boxers, fingers wrapping around him to test the waters. he gasps in surprise once he feels you touching him, heat rushing to his cheeks.

“just let me take care of you, ‘kay? we can stop anytime.” you tell him, and he trusts you enough to let you go on.

you press another kiss to his lips before moving backwards, fingers taking a hold of the waistband of both his sweatpants and boxers.

the cold on his skin makes him shiver, but he’s hardly given the time to feel exposed in front of you when you’ve already got your hands on him, pleasantly surprised by his size.

“you’re so big, wonu.” you tell him in a sweet voice, feeling like you’re about to drool at the sight of him.

“didn’t think i was big.” he mumbles more to himself than to you, staring at the ceiling as he tries to steady his breathing.

you chuckle a little as you watch him. “you are. gonna have to work for it to make you fit into me.” the words make his eyes widen, images of you getting fucked by him flashing through his mind.

“fuck, really?”

“mhm. but you’ll do that for me, won’t you?”

wonwoo is absolutely crumbling underneath you here. the effect that your mere words have on him should be studied, because shit, he’s never felt this hot before. why is it so hot in here? is he sweating already? “yeah, i’ll—i’ll do anything you want me to.”

he’s such a sweetheart that it makes you want to ruin him.

for the sake of both his and your own pleasure, you decide not to tease any longer and touch his cock with your lips. he lets out a moan of surprise, the feeling being unfamiliar to him, but holy shit — this has got to be what heaven feels like.

his chest heaves as he tries to control his breathing once more, focusing on keeping his breathing by his stomach. your tongue darts out to lick his cock, and he whimpers, which makes you triumphantly smile a little.

you’re genuinely curious to see how long he can last, so you catch him by surprise by taking him into your mouth as far as possible, and his hand subconscously flies to the back of your head, and he doesn’t know whether he wants to push your head down or pull it back. he releases a choked moan, spurring you on to keep him lodged in your throat despite his efforts to pull you off him.

“fuck—please don’t make me cum already, baby, please—” he begs, loving the feeling of your mouth on him like that — he just doesn’t want to hit his peak that fast.

unfortunately for him, you do.

with your mouth currently no longer on him, you gently jerk him off instead, his hips automatically bucking into your grip. "what if i want you to?"

“you’ve barely—barely touched me. ‘s embarrassing.” he chokes out. the heat is still rushing to his cheeks. his hands are shaking.

of course he’s nervous. you’re his first time, his first girlfriend, it’s all new to him. he’s clearly afraid you might be turned off by him being all flustered like this.

so you make it your mission to show him it’s very much the opposite.

discarding your dress, you’re left in your tank top and underwear, nipples poking through the thin, white fabric. you move to tilt his face up with your glossy, acrylic nail, gently holding his chin, your face mere inches away from his.

“do you have any idea how wet i am? just from seeing you like this?” you ask, pulling his one hand down so he can feel the dampness of your panties. “bet you could slip right in.”

a broken whimper slips out of his mouth when he feels it. he didn’t know you were this turned on.

you push his head and upper body back against the pillows, making him lie down fully, and you’re just so eager to suck the life out of him.

the feeling of your warm mouth and tongue around him makes him experience a sensation he didn’t think was possible. christ, this must be what heaven feels like.

“oh my god—you’re so fucking good.” he’s arching his back with his eyes tightly shut from the pleasure you’re giving him. it’s only when you take him as far in your throat as possible that the first guttural groan is ripped from the depths of his chest. it’s a low, sexy sound that makes you clench around nothing.

he’s burning hot under you, causing his glasses to fog up a little. he carelessly throws the pair onto his nightstand, the grip on the back of your head becoming harsher and less gentle than before, because he’s that fucking close now.

it’s cute seeing wonwoo not knowing what to do with himself. keeping your mouth on his cock, gripping the sheets, throwing his head back before he casts his eyes back down to watch you suck him off — it’s like he’s being overstimulated in the best way possible.

it’s enough for you to sense he’s close, which makes you take your mouth off him to jerk him off instead, all so you can watch him chase his release. “that’s it, wonu, give it to me.”

there’s a sudden shiver that runs from his back and core all the way down to his toes. he tenses up, unintentionally grabbing your wrist to stop your movements as he trembles and his body gives in to his orgasm.

once he’s coming down from his high, he looks at you like you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

“that was… holy shit.” he laughs a little to himself, eliciting a chuckle from you.

“i’m that good, huh?”

“yeah.”

“wanna keep going?”

“mhm.”

“okay. take off your shirt.”

wonwoo blinks for a moment. he practically forgot he was still wearing one, so he sits up and gets rid of the black shirt, throwing it beside your bed, now completely bare before you.

if he’s being honest, you did ease his nerves by letting him have his first orgasm already. the strange sense of shame he previously felt has disappeared into the air, with only nervous excitement left.

he feels good.

especially when he watches you move to sit on your knees on the bed, removing the tank top and slipping out of your underwear.

his eyes are glued to your naked body, hardly able to look away — that is, until you sit down in his lap, your dripping heat touching his hardening dick, making him twitch under you.

“where do you keep your condoms?”

the question forces him out of his constant staring at your body. “uh—nightstand.” he mutters, taking the initiative to reach and get it himself.

thankfully, he manages to get it on himself quickly. you urge him to lie back down again while you position yourself above him, shamelessly staring at his strong chest and broad shoulders.

his mouth is agape when you sink down on him, and fuck, he’s in so deep.

the stretch burns, especially because you didn’t get yourself ready, but you’re so dripping wet to the point you don’t care — you need him in you.

wonwoo notices you struggle despite your arousal. “you don’t have to take me all the way if it hurts.”

you hum, a half-smirk creeping onto your face. “but it hurts so good. so i will.”

once he’s sheathed fully inside you, he’s subconsciously holding his breath. the anticipation for you to move is killing him. the sensitivity of his dick makes him whimper, his lashes fluttering as his teeth sink into his lower lip in a failed attempt to hold it together.

you decide to tease him a little by clenching down on him. his hands fly to your hips, gripping the skin harder than intended from the sudden feeling, his breathing becoming erratic again. “hah—don’t do that, please, i don’t wanna cum yet baby—please.”

“why? you close?” you ask him with an innocent face, knowing damn well what you’re doing to him.

“yeah. need you so bad.” he answers truthfully, his ego and pride nowhere to be found anymore. whether he sounds pathetic or not, he doesn’t give a shit. all he knows is that you’re sitting on top of him and he needs you to make him feel what he’s been desperate to feel for so damn long.

so you tilt your head. “‘s okay, wonu. i’ll give it to you.”

he can hardly even make out a response before you lift your hips and proceed to sink back down on him, your hands on his chest. a filthy moan rolls past his lips — you think it’s the best sound you’ve ever heard in your damn life.

then you begin to roll your hips, and he sucks through his teeth from the feeling, a mix of overstimulation and pleasure rushing through him. once you let out your first dragged-out moan, his fingers twitch for a moment, digging deeper into your skin.

“have you thought about this? fucking me?”

despite the position he’s in right now, he still feels his face heat up when you ask him dirty things like that, even more so when he answers them.

“yeah, i did.”

“when? tell me. i wanna hear it.” you tell him, and when you’re so gorgeously riding him like this, how could he not oblige?

wonwoo swallows, stuttering as he focuses on recalling the memories while admiring you and the feeling you’re letting him experience. “when i saw you wearing that short skirt on our second date, and—and that time you came to watch me at the football game. couple of my teammates were drooling over you. so was i.”

his words turn you on, because you doubted whether you were sensing actual jealousy from him that night, and this confirms it.

“were you?” you ask, running your nails down his stomach. “what’d you do about it?”

he bites his lip. “i’ll sound like a pervert if i answer that.”

teasing him again, you push yourself down on him almost harshly, relishing in the way he gasps under you. wonwoo is wonderfully responsive in bed, and you’re having a fucking field trip with it.

“yeah? try me.”

“i touched myself after getting home, and i... thought about you. in that skirt.”

“i’ll wear it for you next time.” you smile, watching him close his eyes in pleasure when you leave your marks on his chest, putting a few hickeys on his neck and collarbone on purpose. “i touched myself thinking of you, too.”

that makes him twitch inside you, which is exactly what you wanted.

his hands dip to the curve of your ass, following your movement. “really?”

“mhm. i thought you looked so sexy in your football attire. you were wearing that tight compression shirt that you always wear when you go to the gym too — drove me nuts, wonu.” you confess, which seems to work as a brief shot of adrenaline for him.

he moves to sit up, bringing your bodies closer together by looping his arms around your waist, the slight change in position making you moan.

the drag of his cock inside you is slowly making you go insane. your face is hot and you’re dripping wet for him, sucking him in to the point you feel like you need to claw at the walls.

“god, feels so good.” he mutters, his mouth finding your breasts before he begins to suck on the skin like a man starved.

once he notices you’re both getting closer, but you’re getting tired from your position on top, he takes a breath and flips you over, now hovering above you.

burying his face in the crook of your neck, he holds onto your body and fucks you. his thrusts are harder than he intends them to, the control over his body lost in his relentless drive to make you both feel good.

he’s panting hard, doing everything in his power to make you cum first this time while indulging in his own pleasure as well. “am i doing good for my first time? does it feel good?”

god, you can only half-catch the words with the way he’s fucking you. it’s almost funny — such a sweetheart he is, asking you if he’s doing well while simultaneously fucking you into oblivion.

“you’re so good, wonu. so good—‘m so close.” you cry out, manicured nails digging into his back, making him groan.

“wanna feel you cum around me so bad.” the words almost sound like a plea, like he’s begging you for it.

then he kisses your neck, and he hits the perfect spot inside you over and over, and it’s enough to make you clench so hard around him that he can’t hold it any longer. your orgasm makes your legs shake, and he fucks you right through it, making you wonder why the hell it took the universe so long to let him into your life.

he moans and whines and shakes when he hits his climax, twitching inside you, filling up the condom. with heavy breaths, he lets his body rest on top of you, his head by your collarbone, a comfortable silence emerging as your heartbeats slow and breathing steadies.

surprisingly, it’s him who speaks up first.

“i’m gonna need a while for my legs to start working again.” he chuckles breathily, covering his face a little when he notices you poking fun at him.

“aw, baby, did i drain you that much?”

“i genuinely can’t even feel my limbs.”

you laugh at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek, and he smiles so sweetly — as if he didn’t just fuck the living daylights out of you. “wanna go again?”

he blushes a bit, tilting his head as if he has to think about it, before sheepishly giving you his answer.

“... yeah.”

thanks for reading! let me know if u liked it x

® SANAKIRAS — do not repost, remake or copy my work in any way whatsoever. translations are not allowed.

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seivsite · 1 year

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includes: various!bllk boys x gn!reader. how would bllk boys react to you ignoring them for hsr men? open to your own interpretation — wc: 467

Hoyoverse has finally released their new game, Honkai Star Rail. You’ve been eagerly awaiting this moment for the past two years. You’ve fallen in love with the male characters in the game because they’re hot. It’s as simple as that, really. It seems like you’ve been playing the game for far too long, and your boyfriend is needy for your attention.

“Damn, he’s so attractive! I can’t believe a man from a game could be this pretty!” you exclaimed, turning back to see your boyfriend’s curious and amused expression.

He couldn’t help but frown before pulling you off the chair and rushing you to your shared bed. He pinned you onto the bed and kissed your lips.

“I’m way better than him,” he pouted, looking down at your prone form, your face flushed with red, and avoiding his gaze. “Plus, I’m real and can give you every ounce of my love and affection,” he stated, kissing down your neck before finally lying beside you, guiding your body towards him and holding you tight, refusing to let you go.

“Okay, I get it!” you struggled in his grasp, but he wouldn't release you. “Hmm? Then why don’t you show me, angel?” he teased. You could only blush and stutter in response before he leaned in to kiss you and showered you with all the love that those stupid game characters can’t give you.

ISAGI, NAGI, HIORI, BACHIRA, CHIGIRI, RIN, (PRE WILDCARD) KUNIGAMI, REO, ARYU

“Pfft, that's funny, sweetheart. I don’t remember being in a video game,” he chimed in, leaning over your seated form to see your PC screen.

As he saw the characters, he said arrogantly, “Really? Did you forget that you have me? I’m way more attractive than him. Who can actually satisfy your affection needs? Unlike him, I could make love with you—” He was cut off by your hand covering his mouth.

“Okay, no more of that, please!” you shyly said in a slightly loud voice. “Are you shy, sweetheart? You weren’t so shy last night,” he continued teasingly before being smacked on the head.

KAISER, OTOYA, KARASU, AIKU, YUKIMIYA, (WILDCARD) KUNIGAMI, SAE, BAROU, SHIDOU

“Am I not enough for you, honey?” he asked, giving you sad puppy eyes because some video game characters had captured your attention more than him.

“What? Noo, you’re the love of my life! I’d never trade you for the world!” you replied, noticing his puppy eyes and feeling apologetic.

“I’m sorry, babe. I love you more, okay? Please don't be sad,” you said, pulling him into a hug as he nestled into your neck. “Give me hugs and kisses, and I’ll consider your apology,” he grumbled, and you immediately showered him with all your love for the remainder of the day.

KURONA, NIKO, NANASE, NESS, TOKIMITSU

NOTES. u can imagine your faves if they aren’t listed, i tried to add every single character i remembered at the top of my head. could be ooc for some characters doe.

TAG LIST. @rintosei @m8bius @yanqingisim

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kitkatscabinet · 7 months

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TikTok made me do it

Pairings: 141 boys x gn! reader

Summary: With the kind of relationship that came with having a partner on deployment so often you've had to find ways to entertain yourself. TikTok provides a way to take your mind off things, it even gives you a few ideas to try out when he gets home. An opportunity finally arises when your partner won't pay attention to you no matter how pouty you get.

A/N: NSFW themes, minors jog on. @cooliofango @innercollectivecomputer

KYLE GARRICK

Kyle's always been an attentive lover, and any other day he'd drop everything when you called for him. Unfortunately, when it came to video games you often inadvertently became second place. The current culprit for stealing your boyfriend's attention? Baldur's Gate 3.

You're not entirely sure what's enraptured him so much given that he's hardly an avid DnD player but he's even kicked you off your own PC to play. You're softened a little by the fact he's made the player character in your image and has even downloaded mods to get it as close to reality as possible

The flattery quickly wears off when three days pass and Kyle barely glances your way. You'd even had to drag him into bed one night and he'd quickly fallen asleep on you, leaving you high and dry and so fucking horny.

You quickly decide that enough is enough. When the next day rolls around and you wake to Kyle already gone from your side and sat in your gaming chair you decide to pull out the big guns. You'd seen the trend floating around on TikTok for a while and decided it wouldn't hurt to try.

A quick shower later and you were covered in the lotion you knew drove Kyle wild. It's not until you reach the threshold of your door, naked as the day you were born that you decide to capture his reaction on film.

"Kyle, baby." Predictably he doesn't look your way, instead letting out an inquisitive hum and you hear the faint shout of 'ignis' from the speakers. Rolling your eyes you clear your throat, watching his reaction through your phone as you put a little more authority into your voice "Kyle, I need to show you something."

Luckily he knows better than to ignore that tone of voice, and you watch as his wide eyes get even wider when he takes in your nude form. Confidence sparks in your bones when you notice the way his gaze drags slowly down your chest, his teeth pulling on his bottom lip.

The game is completely forgotten he stands and walks confidently but still quickly towards you, hands settling on your hips. "What's this then? You feeling a little needy darling?" You nod breathlessly at his growled words, shivering when one of his hands cups your ass. "Sorry for ignoring you, let me make it up to you yeah?" He's dropping to his knees and you very quickly stop filming, throwing your phone somewhere across the room to be retrieved later.

It's not until a few days later that you notice your phone blowing up with notifications that you realise Kyle has posted the video himself. When you confront him about it he just gives you a smug smirk, "Did you think I didn't know what you were doing?"

JOHN MACTAVISH

Usually, you had to fight off Johnny to get a moment of alone time when he was home. It's why you're so perturbed when for the first time in your relationship you have to start chasing after him a little.

There had been instances in the past when your boyfriend became so focused on tasks that he'd forget the rest of the world existed, even then all it normally took to get his attention was to sit on his lap or call his name a certain way.

Not this time. Johnny wasn't the biggest gamer, he enjoyed playing here and there but nothing usually held his focus consistently for that long. Turns out that when it came to multiplayer with some of his teammates he couldn't get enough. Why this was the case when he's just spent months at a time in enclosed quarters with them you weren't sure, you'd joke that he was cheating on you with Kyle if you knew it wouldn't upset him greatly.

Of the two of you, Johnny was the sex addict, not that he'd been ignoring you. No, Johnny had still found time before bed but usually, where he'd go a few rounds he'd only give you one or two. You'd woken up that morning so horny and you couldn't wait. Commiserating with one of your friends over text they sent you a TikTok of one of the latest trends and said you should do it, joking that you'd have to send them the footage.

Immediately you're on board, promising to send the footage because both you and your friend know it will be hilarious. And hilarious it is, he's in the middle of a game, swearing over the mic his angry voice accented even more so than usual.

You have to shout a little to be heard over him and while he stops speaking he doesn't tear his eyes from the screen, "What's it babe? 'M in the middle of a game."

"I can see that" you whisper under your breath before putting on the tone that was reserved for when Johnny pissed you off. "John Mactavish look at me right now," you faintly hear Kyle ooohing from his headphones and Johnny instantly whips his head around so fast you fear for his neck.

You can't stop the laugh that bubbles past your lips when his eyes bulge out of his head. Controller dropped, he stands so fast his socks slip a little on the wooden floor. It doesn't deter him however and he attempts to launch himself towards you. There are several issues with this, his headphones are still on and you wince as his head jerks back slightly and he trips over the foot of his chair.

He's on his feet nearly instantly and you let out a squeal as he pounces on you, "naughty rascal," He nips at your ear. You don't make it to the bedroom.

SIMON RILEY

It wasn't that Simon was ignoring you, in fact, it was pretty much the first time since he'd come home that he wasn't touching you. Still, Soap had sent you a TikTok with a particular trend, trying to bet that you wouldn't do it.

You weren't a bitch so nearly immediately you stripped, strutting out into the kitchen with your phone ready to capture the moment Simon realised what you were doing.

You don't even have to call his name and he's turning to face you, forgetting whatever he'd been slicing on the cutting board and leaning back against the counter with his arms crossed. A smirk tugged at the corner of his pink lips, making the scars on his cheek twitch with the movement.

"Trying to seduce me Lovie? The fuckin I gave you this morning not enough?" Your skin runs hot at his words, stomach muscles clenching with an embarrassing amount of need from that one sentence. For fear of your words failing you simply nod your head, moving closer the second he beckons you.

"Needy little thing" he croons into your ear, wrapping one of his large hands around your neck. You choke on the whine that builds in your throat and you're powerless to do anything but go pliant in his grip as he spins you around and pushes you down against the cool bench.

It's not until hours later that you realise that when Simon took your phone he hadn't stopped filming. (Soap nearly throws his phone at Price's face when it clicks what he's watching.)

JOHN PRICE

It's not often that John brings his work home. The office he's currently holed up in with the mountain of paperwork is yours. Of the two of you, he's actually more irritated than you. Grumbling under his breath as you push him out of your bed and make him do the work.

A few times during the day when you'd walked past the open door to see him scowling with his glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose you'd managed to make out the faint noises of him growling about work interrupting the sanctity of his home. Interrupting time that should have been spent fucking you.

Though you were the one that had pushed him into completing his work you can't help but get more and more heated each time you pass and witness him so worked up.

You try and stave off the arousal with a cold shower in the middle of the day. Drying yourself off, you collapse on your bed, not bothering to put any clothes on again.

An hour passes, occupied with scrolling on TikTok, spamming your friends with just about every video on your fyp. Checking the time you throw your head back with a groan, it's only been four hours but it feels like an eternity.

Sliding off the mattress you decide to stick your head into check on John one more time. To your surprise, he doesn't notice your bare form standing in the doorway. An idea springs to your mind and you quietly walk back to get your phone.

You manage to film yourself walking back and forth past the office, focusing your phone on John's concentrated face as you try not to laugh, a total of four times.

It's after the fifth time past that you somehow don’t notice that he's finally left the desk and snuck up behind you until warm calloused hands cup your chest. His beard scratches against your spine and you throw your phone in surprise at the unexpected sensation.

"What a sight for sore eyes you are" he rumbles, one hand moving torturously slowly down your belly, pausing just above your navel. He plants wet kisses down your back, only pausing to occasionally grumble out something filthy.

"John! What about your paperwork?" Your words are weak and lacking in any real concern but your husband simply hums dismissively.

"Paperwork can wait love, it's time I had a lunch break anyway."

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luvyeni · 1 year

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omgg your writing is incredible, i love it!!

i was thinking if you could write something where the reader is bang chan’s little sister and she grew up surrounded by the boys and all, but felix and her are hooking up in secret for while now (it’s not like everyone doesn’t suspect it tho) and one day everyone is meeting up in chan’s house so lixie comes up early, then later they start to get heated up but when everyone arrives they have to stop so there’s this build up tension and they’re horny af so they go to her bedroom and fuck anyways even though everyone is downstairs

TENSIONS RISING; LEE FELIX

pairings. hookup!felix x fem!reader

wc. 0.7k

warnings. oral (m. receiving), unprotected sex, breeding kink if you squint. this has a fluffy ending not on brand for luvyeni

thank you for reading my works , i hope you like it <3 !

tensions rise when you and felix are interrupted by the guys

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"oi, felix! what are you doing here so early? ＿ , come down and greet felix." you smiled , making your way out of the room , down the stairs to the livingroom. "oh am i?" his eyes went to you , he bit back a smirk. "i was at the pc cafe , and i just decided to come over." chan let him in , he sat down on the chair. "hey." he waved to you. "hi."

"what are you wearing?" chan turned to you. "clothes christopher, i know you're unfamiliar with the term." he rolled his eyes. "go put on something else , im gonna go shower , felix you can make yourself a home." you made your way into the kitchen.

felix waited for chan's bedroom to close before he followed you into the kitchen , you felt him press himself against your ass. "do you always get this horny playing games?" you smirked , he flipped you around , pressing you against the counter. "you're such a brat , sending me those photos last night , what if one of the guys saw it." he growled against your ear. "been hard since this morning thinking about getting here to you."

"you want me to fix it?" you palmed his cock , stroking him through his pants. "fu..fuck yes." he groaned , lips tucked between his teeth , as you sunk to your knees. "good girl , take my cock out" he commanded , you unbuckled his pants , pulling his pants down , along with his underwear. "shit." his cocks sprung out , hitting his stomach , leaking with pre-cum.

"you're so hard lixie." he gasped when you grabbed the base of his cock , stroking it. "fu..fuck , put it in your mouth , before your brother gets back." he groaned as you took him into your mouth. "oh fuck , i missed that mouth." he grabbed a hold of the counter, you bobbed your head , stroking what you couldn't fit in your mouth.

"shit , baby im gonna cum , you want in your mouth?" you nodded , humming around his cock. "so nasty baby, then take me all the way." you relaxed your throat , taking him all the way in. "oh fuck , im cumming !" he took one of his hands , tangling it in your hair , holding it as he came in your mouth. he looked down at you , your tear stained face. "let me see." you opened your mouth. "swallow it." you obeyed , swallowing opening your mouth to show him. "fucking good girl." he pulled you up by your arm , turning your body around , your hands on the counter.

"these little ass shorts , they aren't hiding much." you slapped your ass. "fe..felix." you moaned , he covered your mouth. "your brother might here you." he grinding against your ass. "p..please do something." you whined. "beg for it." he said. "pl..please , please fuck me, i need you." he groaned , slapping your ass one more time , about to pull your pants off , when someone knocked on the door.

"shit." he breathed against your ear. "baby , im so sorry." you were whining as he pulled his pants up. "i didn't get to cum." you pouted. "you think im happy about this , i've been thinking about being inside you since yesterday." he kissed your pouted lips , he quickly pulled away , making his way back into the livingroom , just as your brother came down the steps.

"that must be the rest of them." you followed after him. "＿ get the door." you rolled your eyes. "why didn't you get it your damn self." you grumbled , walking over to the door, opening it. "little bang, wassup!" changbin ruffled your head , you stepped to the side , letting them all in. "in 22 changbin , 22." you said. "oh really i thought you were still 17." you rolled your eyes sitting down , in the seat across from felix, he smirked watching you fold your arms , pouting.

you were gonna die if he kept looking at you like that , running his fingers over his lips , looking at you with those i want to fuck you eyes , adjusting himself so that you could see his hard on , you couldn't take it anymore. "im going to my room , call me when dinner is here." you stood up , walking up the stairs to your bedroom , felix smirked, he knew you wanted him to follow you.

he excused himself , his excuse was he had to use the bathroom , no one batted an eye , as he made his way up the steps , and made his way to your bedroom. he bit his lip , heading your low whines, you must've beem pleasuring yourself. "princess it's me." you moaned , letting him know to come in.

"princess , you couldn't wait for me , you had to come up here and stuff your fingers inside you." he unbuckled his pants like earlier , letting them fall. he dipped down on to your bed , spreading your legs. "so fucking wet , poor baby had to suffer that long." he rubbed your clit with his thumb. "fe..felix , i need you , please." you moaned. "i will baby , i'll fuck you right now." he pulled his cock out , lining it up with your soaking entrance , pushing into you.

"oh...oh fuck , you're pussy is choking my dick." he groaned , pushing all the way in , pulling out. "fuck , felix please." you whined , mouth immediately going wide as he pushed all the way back in , his hips against yours. "so fucking tight." he wanted to take his time and fuck you properly , but he knew they would start to wonder what was taking him so long.

"baby , we're gonna have to speed this up." he pulled out , slamming back into you , fucking into you roughly. you grabbed your sheets , your back arching off the bed. "fu..fuck felix , so good." you moaned. "love we have to be quiet , so they won't hear you." he groaned , kissing you to swallowing both of you guys moans , pulling away , spit connecting both your lips.

"so fucking pretty , all fucked out for me , you're mine right." he grabbed your boobs through your thin tank top. "fe..felix im gonna cum." you whined. "say your mine , then you can cum." he rubbed harsh circles on your clit , making your legs twitch as you felt your orgasm approaching. "fuck felix , im yours, please let me cum." you whined.

"go a head , princess , cum." he chased both your highs. "fuck , felix." you covered your mouth to keep from screaming as you came on his cock , eyes rolling to back of your head. "fu..fuck princess , im gonna cum , where do you want it?" he groaned , about to cum. "inside, please cum inside me."

"shit." his orgasm hit him like crazy , thrusting two times before cumming inside your hole. "fuck baby." he breathed , hair stuck to his forehead. "you felt so fucking good." he said, pulling out , watching his cum leak out of you. "shit baby , if they weren't here , i'd have to fuck you again."

he put his clothes back on , grabbing some tissues to help clean, giving you loving kisses in between. "how about you let me take you on a proper date?" he said. "really?" your eyes lit up. "of course, im tired of sneaking around your brothers back , i want to show you off to them." you smiled kissing him.

"i would love to go on a date with you."

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neoarchipelago · 1 year

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And they were Roommates (Part 8)

A/N: ok. Wahou. Firstly, thank you all. The love this has been receiving just makes me feel so happy. I'd like to apologize again i do take a bit of time to update as i work. I'd also like to thank evberyone who sends ideas for the story. PS: you can tip me a dollar if you want, but my content stays entirely free.

WARNING: violence, mention of death and injuries.

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You heard the door close behind you. The boys had left and Simon was tense.

"Who's that guy?" He asked.

"That's Sergeant Peter Hansen." You explained.

You headed to the fridge to check what you could cook tonight.

"Since when did you know him?"

"Since he moved in. Across the hall Simon."

You answered, rolling you eyes.

"I don't like him."

You sighed turning back to him.

"You're just jealous again."

"No. Not this time. There's something off about him. "

You smirked. He closed his eyes, realizing his mistake.

"So… you were jealous of Alejandro?" You teased, slowly walking up to him.

"That's…fuck…"

"You didn't want him to flirt with me…" you kept teasing.

He straightened himself as you were finally in front of him.

"You didn't want him to kiss me… or even fuck me-"

You had only time to blink. You were pressed against a wall, his body flushed to you. Face so close to you.

"Bunny… don't play like that."

You let out a shaky breath. It felt so hot all of sudden. But you loved the way you rilled him up.

"Why… don't like that thought…?" You whispered.

"Hate it."

"Why… cuz I'm yours..?"

"Yes. My bunny.. only mine." He growled.

You put your hand on his chest, pushing away. He played your game and stepped back.

"Am I really?"

He frowned.

"You still haven't apologized… yet you come here… and you want me to be fully yours?" You teased again, with a smirk. He chuckled darkly, sending a delightful shiver down your spine. He wrapped his hand over yours softly, bringing it up to his clothed mouth.

"Oh little bunny…" he growled. "I'll show who you belong to."

You gasped.

"You'll only want to be mine after it."

You sighed. You had woken up that morning with Simon already up and about.

"You didn't run this morning?" You questioned.

"No"

"Why?" You worried.

"Couldn't get out of bed… weirdly enough… my bedsheets smell like you." He teased.

Fuck. He knew you'd slept there. You feigned ignorance.

"Yes. Very weird…"

Later on you had found him on the couch hugging Reaper.

"Hey!" You complained.

"He smells like you."

"That's not an excuse! Give it back!"

After last night's announcement, the squad had decided to not leave you alone a single second. They spent the day at your place. Simon hadn't said a word about it so you suspected he was the one who called them.

"Ghost. I'm at the base. Do you really think that hacker would try to get in? He's not obsessed." You had tried.

Nothing had worked. The day was spent in your room, your custom built PC being much more useful for your work. The boys had been bringing you snacks and drinks to make you smile each time. You were trying to find any information. You had ended up using drastic measures. Illegal ones.

You had gone back to old places, contacted old friends that remained seen by the governments as online terrorists. They, of course, had full secrecy with you. You had helped them all at some point, so even weary of your new affiliations they accepted to help.

Thanks to them, you had finally managed to get his username. Darkends. What a dumbass name. Could you show off more than that?

Thanks to that little information you had finally managed to find a few things. Unfortunately, that asshole was involved in the worst things. The fact that he was after you disgusted you but filled you with the need to catch that asshole and make sure he was locked away for the rest of his days or better. Dead.

As time passed, the boys had turn by turn come to tell you goodbye and see you tomorrow. It was dinner time when Simon knocked softly and walked in.

"Hey. Dinner is ready."

You had smirked.

"You made dinner?"

"What? Absolutely not. Food poisoning is not on my to do list. I ordered."

You laughed. You stretched, sitting on your desk chairs had made your muscles sore. You let out a small moan as you felt your muscles stretching.

You turned to look at Simon staring at you.

"Fuckin hell…"

He shook his head, turning around and walking out.

You smiled and got up, following him.

You weren't prepared for the view. You weren't prepared for the candles. For the dim light. For the coffee table to be decorated and pillows surrounding it. The blankets. You felt your heart melt.

"Simon…"

"Sorry, it's fast food… not a grand five star dinner…"

You smiled, looking up at him.

"It's perfect."

His eyes softened a bit.

"Come on let's eat."

You followed and sat down on the ground next to him. Your heart felt so light.

"Thank you Simon…" you whispered.

"No.. not yet."

You frowned.

"Eat little bunny."

You smiled.

Dinner went along very nicely. You guys talked, slowly getting to know each other more and more. You felt so happy. Like he was finally letting you in. After dinner, you had cleaned up. Sitting back down on the couch this time, he had made pop corn and put on a movie. You snuggled closer next to him. He chuckled.

The movie was funny. You were laughing as he seemed to just look at you. It made you slightly embarrassed. He was going to sip on his soda when he spilled it on his shirt.

"Fuck."

You giggled.

"Take it off, I'll throw it in water before it stains."

You paused the movie.

"I'm sorry…"

"Simon, don't apologize. I'm spending a wonderful evening."

You smiled at him, the most honest smile you could throw at him.

You got up to fill up the bathroom sink, putting some detergent in. He walked in and you froze. He was shirtless, his shirt in one hand. He was handsome. But the fresh bruises and cuts was what your eyes focused on. You must've had a worried look on your face because he slowly stepped closer, lifting your chin up so you'd look at him.

"It's nothing. It's just a couple bruises."

You frowned slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

He chuckled.

"I've… had much worse."

That did not, in fact, make you feel better. At all. He must have seen it too. He grabbed your hand, lifting it up to his chest. He placed it on a bigger wound. Clearly a gunshot wound.

"This. Is my worst one. I was… shot and left for dead." He explained.

You felt your heart shatter. Silence settled in. You leaned in, pushing both of your hands aside, and dropping a light kiss on it. He sighed.

"I'm glad you're here…" you said.

"I'm glad too. I haven't been for a long time. You're making me feel like it's worth it. You and the squad."

You wanted to cry. You tried to keep it in. He dropped his hand, leaving yours on his chest. He was letting you explore. You softly passed over his pecs, featherlight touch over the angry violet marks. You let it softly trace down to his abs. You could feel his muscles twitch under your touch. The more they traveled south, the more you noticed his breath quickening. His chest lifting.

Reaching his navel he swallowed hard. You traced a scar on his hip bone, very close to the hem of his sweatpants. He grunted.

"Bunny…"

You kept tracing, now along the hem of his pants, stopping in the middle where you could see a soft trail of blond hair. Suddenly realizing what you were doing you quickly took back your hand as if his skin had burnt you.

"H-hum… I'll put this to wash." You stammered.

Ghost took a small step back handing you his shirt.

"Yeah… sure..thanks."

He stepped out, leaving you alone in the bathroom. You looked at yourself in the mirror cursing yourself for what had happened.

When you went back to the living room, Simon had put a t-shirt on and sat on the couch, head back staring up at the ceiling. You stood there looking at him. The realization of how important this man had become to you made your heart flutter. It also made you slightly worried. After all, you still didn't know what he wanted. Sure the little attention was adorable. But you needed to hear it.

"Bunny. Come here." He ordered.

How did he? You didn't even make a sound!

"How…what?" You were confused.

He straightened his head looking at you. You could see a thin outline of a smirk through the mask.

"Come on." He patted the empty space next to him. "The movie isn't over."

The next morning, Ghost had welcomed you with a full breakfast ready.

"Oh… thank you Simon."

"Yes. You're welcome, please get dressed, I have to go to the base today."

"What? I can-"

"No. No discussion. Get comfy. Take your laptop. I have to get through training some recruits, you're not staying here."

"Simon. It's already hell to get into this base when you work here. No one else would even try." you tried.

"Bunny. No discussion. You're not staying alone."

God. Bunny. Everytime he called you that you wanted to drop to your- no. Wait.

"S-simon…" you whined.

"Do you want my hoodie?"

You chuckled.

"What? Wearing it around the house isn't enough for you anymore? Want everyone around the base to see me wear it too?" You teased.

He leaned forward, incredibly close.

"That sounds like wonderful fucking idea." He growled.

His words ran back in your mind. You'll only want to be mine after it. God. Was he fucking succeeding? Cuz the thought of him wanting you to wear his clothes for everyone to see made you feel all kinds of warm. You tried to gain composure again.

"I… don't think you deserve it yet." You whispered.

He chuckled.

"This isn't about deserving it. But you do as you wish."

He straightened himself. Fuck. Now you wanted to wear his hoodie to base. You pouted.

"I want the one with a pocket in the front…" you mumbled.

"Good girl." He praised.

You stood there in shock a bit as he walked to his bedroom. You took a deep breath walking to your room. He grabbed you as you were going to close your door, handing you his hoodie. You snatched it, pretending to be pissed.

You heard him chuckling as the door closed. You got dressed, leggings and his hoodie. You smelt his scent as soon as you put it on. Did he… put his cologne on it before giving it to you?

You shook your head, grabbing your bag. You made your way into the living room, still questioning yourself on how he made you comply so easily?

You peaked around. Everything had been cleaned. No mugs left, no plates.

"I could have helped Simon."

"It's alright. I don't mind."

You looked at him. He was in tactical gear, minus the vest. You couldn't deny how hot he was in it. You blushed.

"You ready?"

You nodded.

He put a hand in the small of your back, walking you out of the door. He was locking the door when Peter stepped out of his apartment.

"Oh hi Sparrow!"

"Hi Peter!" You greeted.

Simon automatically tensed looking at the man.

"Lieutenant." Peter greeted.

Simon didn't say anything. The awkward silence stepping in.

"Hum.. so you liked the muffins?"

The muffins… wait. You didn't try them. They weren't in the kitchen this morning.

"Oh yes! Thanks, that was great. " You lied.

"Nice. Hum… be careful your shoelace is untied."

"Oh.."

You looked down. You were going to bend down when Simon dropped to one knee.

You blushed heavily.

"Hands on my shoulder." He ordered.

You obeyed. He took your feet and lifted it to his knee, tying your shoelace. He took all of his sweet time, making a show of letting his fingers dance over your ankle as he made sure everything was well and tight. He softly tapped your ankle to make you drop your feet as he stood back up.

You could feel your cheeks burning. It was such an adorable gesture. But you also knew he was entirely jealous of Peter.

They were staring at each other. The air was thick as hell.

"Hum… Ghost." You called softly, putting your hand on his biceps.

"We should go, we'll be late." You tried.

He nodded, putting his hand back on your lower back.

"Bye Peter!"

You hurried away with Simon before the two men would explode. Not only was Simon's behavior weird, though it wasn't the first time, but Peter acting that way was even weirder.

Once in the parking lot, Simon opened the passenger door for you. You froze when he grabbed the seat belt to buckle you up. Softly pulling on it around your hips, making your breath hitch.

"Simon." You called.

He looked up at you.

"You threw out the muffins didn't you?"

He just stared at you.

"Would you be mad if I did?"

You bit your lip.

"No. Just confused. Do you hate him that much?"

You saw his jaw clench under his mask.

"I don't trust him. At all. I want to keep him away from you. As much as possible." He groaned angrily.

You let out a shaky breath. You lifted your hand to his cheek. He was actually angry and worried.

"Simon. I'll keep my distance if you want…"

Even if you didn't feel as if Peter was a threat, you trusted Simon and his instinct. If it made him feel better to know you were away from him, you'd happily comply.

"Attagirl." He praised.

You rolled your eyes faking annoyance. He closed your door, walking around to take place in the driver seat.

"Let's go bunny."

And on that note, you drove to the base.

You could already see the team waiting for you guys when you parked in front of the training grounds.

Soap had jumped to open your door.

"Sparrow!"

"Soap!" You mimicked.

"Welcome back to the training grounds." Price smiled.

"Thank you, I was forced to come." You smiled, earning a dark look from Ghost and a laugh from Price.

"Understand us Sparrow. We'll all feel better having you where we can keep an eye on you." Price said.

You looked at him through half lidded annoyed eyes.

"Again, I'm on a highly secured military base."

That argument seemed to be shoved under the carpet every single time. You were dragged inside by the men. Obviously, as you were completely out of place, everyone stared at you, making you blush. The guys walked you to a specific corner of the warehouses. You gasped. They had made a corner of training mats and blankets and pillows.

You blushed. This was embarrassing. Adorable, absolutely cute. But in a room where soldiers were training to fight and kill, you had taken a little place out of this space, and turned it into a realm of comfiness. You felt like you were intruding.

"This… guys. Too much." You stammered, blushing and shaking your head.

"Ah don't worry. Look, Ghost already made them look away." Gaz said.

You turned around. He was right with one dark look, and probably a promise to turn the training into a living hell, Ghost had made everyone avoid looking this way.

"Thank you guys really but perhaps something a bit less showy next time…" you smiled.

They laughed. You sighed and climbed into the fort. It was actually incredibly comfy. You took your laptop, headphones, and hard drive out. You started preparing your things to work when soap approached with another man.

You recognized him. You remembered him by his mask, hanging very loosely. He was training with Simon before their mission.

"Hey, here you go"

Soap dropped various snacks and drinks next to you and the other soldier dropped some more.

"Guys. Seriously. This is too much."

"By the way, this is Konig." He ignored.

The big man waved shyly.

"Hey!" You waved back.

"If you need anything you can also ask him."

"Soap. I'm fine. Go train. All of you." You sighed.

They hurried off. You glanced at Ghost who was looking at you, tightening his gloves around his wrists. You mouthed STOP to him.

He shook his head making his shoulders roll. You were hypnotized by the movement watching him step into the fighting ring. You forced yourself to turn back to your laptop, trying to get some work done, you still had a hacker to find.

When lunch time came around, the boys made sure to take you in a room a bit more secluded to eat with you. You chatted happily. You returned to the training grounds after that.

The day had ended calmly. You had tried to stay focused on your work, but you found yourself often gazing at Ghost sparring. The way his muscles rolled. They way he powerfully sent the recruit's down. It made you feel hotter than necessary. That man could easily break you. Yet this morning he kneeled down and tied your shoe lace. Yet he lets you touch him as you wish without any consequences. Yet you were here, sitting in his hoodie that smelled like him. You were sure your heart was going to burst.

The way he came to find you after training, his scent mixed with sweat. The way he often sent looks your way to make sure you were ok.

The way he put his hand on your lower back to walk you back to his car. And buckled your seatbelt for you. His hand sometimes caressed the side of your thigh with his knuckles every time he stepped a bit too much on the gaz.

The way he opened the door for you once you arrived home.

"Y/N."

You hummed.

"Are you alright? You barely spoke on the way home. Something on your mind?"

Yes. You.

"Sorry. Just trying to find a way to make my search a bit easier. But it's not work hours anymore." You said with a smile. A little white lie he seemed to accept.

"Alright. I'm gonna hop in the shower."

You nodded with a smile. You went to drop your things in your room. Stretching a bit. Your mind was trying to figure something for dinner as the water in the bathroom started running. You walked back to the living room with Reaper in your arms. A knock at the door made you put him down on the couch.

You walked to the door, opening it.

"Oh. Hi Peter!" You greeted.

Your conversation this morning came back running to your head.

"Hey! Sorry to bother you, you got some eggs to spare?"

"Oh hum sure."

You walked in as he followed to the kitchen. You opened the fridge grabbing a pack of eggs.

"Here."

"Thanks."

"No problem."

He stood there awkwardly, glancing back behind him.

"Hum… your boyfriend is not home?" He asked.

You frowned.

"He's not really my boyfriend. He's showering." You said leaning on the counter.

"Really? Fuck, by the way he acts it looks like you two are married."

You blushed. He had been acting as if you were his yes. And fuck. That's all you wanted. He had managed to do exactly what he said. Make you crave being his.

"Yeah. It's complicated." You said.

"Complicated enough to refuse a date?" He asked.

You blinked. What?

"Peter…"

"It's alright. Don't worry. I just needed to say it. You're amazing Sparrow. And in all honesty, I kind of like you. I wanted to ask you on a date but. The big guy showed up." He said with quite a dark chuckle.

"I'm sorry Peter. You're amazing..but I think my heart belongs to someone else."

He nodded.

"I fully understand. Really. It's fine. I hope we can just be friends."

You sighed, swallowing hard.

"Perhaps it's better if we shouldn't. It's not fair to you."

He remained silent for a little moment. He nodded.

"I understand."

Simon walked in, freshly showered, stopping as soon as he saw Peter. The staring match had begun again.

"Thanks for the eggs, neighbor." He said, nodding towards Simon before heading for the door.

You heard the door close. Simon rushed to you.

"The fuck is that guy doing here? You ok? Hey look at me."

You obeyed.

"I'm fine Simon. He asked if I could give him some eggs, that's all." You lied a bit.

"No.. there's something else. Tell me."

You sighed. You were scared of his reaction. Not towards you. But towards Peter.

"He… came to confess."

His gaze hardened.

"Confess?" He spat, almost if the idea made him nauseous.

"Yes…"

Simon looked frustrated but visibly he was trying to contain himself.

"And what did you say?"

You smiled.

"Do you even need me to answer that Simon…"

"Yes. Please."

"I thanked him, but told him I didn't feel the same way. That my heart… was busy somewhere else." You answered trying to keep cool about it.

He relaxed.

"Alright. Next time just call me."

You chuckled.

"Sure, sure."

The next week was spent the same way. Sometimes you'd stay home together other times you were dragged to the base with Simon.

The boys had started joking saying it wasn't bringing your spouse to work days, making you blush and earning a harsher beating while training for embarrassment. Though as Simon had told, he didn't care about what they said, as long as you weren't home and anywhere near that guy. Obviously he meant Peter.

It was finally the weekend, you wanted to get home as Simon had promised to draw you a bath.

You were walking to the car with the squad and you were checking for something you might have forgotten.

"Fuck." You cursed.

"What is it?" Simon worried.

"I forgot something inside. Be right back." You began to turn.

"Hey come he-"

"Simon, it'll be just a minute. I'm fine. Be. Right. Back. For god's sake this is a secured military base."

He sighed, nodding.

You jogged back to the door, opening it. You ran inside to your little corner, looking around for your charger.

Suddenly you felt a chill. You slowly turned around. Your eyes widening. A black figure stood, looking at you, your charger in hand.

You stood very slowly.

"Thanks, I forgot about it." You tried.

No answer. Who were you kidding? No soldier dressed like a fucking ninja.

"You're not here to chat and Gossip right?"

This wasn't the first time you were targeted..not the first time someone tried to kill you.

He took a step forward, you took one backwards. You had to run..you had to make a run for it. In a second you let your bag fall to the floor, fuck your laptop..and you ran.

A hand grabbed your hair, pulling harshly at your scalp. You yelped loudly. He yanked hard enough to send you falling to the ground on your back. Your ears were ringing, the sound of your pounding heart making you almost dizzy. You crawled back and you were going to try to get up when the shadow dropped on you, charger wrapping around your throat. No… no. No. He was trying to kill you.

Fucking secured military base my ass. You tried clawing at the man, using your legs to push him away. The more he pressed the less you could breath, and the more your vision started to fade. With a last desperate try you punched his throat. It was enough to make him falter. A second had been exactly what you needed. You pushed him away with all your strength, the adrenaline being the best help. You turned around, vision still blurry, you tried to stand just to be brought back down..you were terrified. You were going to die. He was going to kill you.

And then suddenly you remembered Simon. The way he looked at you in the bathroom.

"You're making it worth it."

No. Fuck no. You couldn't die. You filled your lungs with air, your throat aching and burning.

You let out the loudest scream your throat could, breaking something deep in it. His name was the only thing you could think of. The sound echoed through the warehouse, making the sound even louder. There was no way they hadn't heard you. No way. No way right? The charger had found its way back around your neck. This time much tighter. You were quickly losing consciousness. They heard you… they did right?

You… you couldn't die here. You started to fade, unable to keep your eyes open.

The memory of Simon's words accompanied you as you fell deep in the darkness.

"I'm right here"

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loveforquanrui · 5 months

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your most recent reactions post is so well written, i love it sm you’re such a good author ❤️

i was wondering if i could request a zb1 reaction to moving in with you and what they would do/how’d they act? i understand if not

have an amazing day 😇

hiii anon!! Thank you so much for the compliments and thank you so so much for requesting! :') It really made my day. Sorry I took so long but here it is, I hope you enjoyed it <3

to be with you than alone

제로베이스원 - jebewon (ot8) moving in with you and how they are, gn reader. i did not include yujin because I did not feel comfy writing about him in this topic. There are no disclaimers I believe but let me know if i missed any!

-jiwoong-

caretaker but gives you alone time when needed

as soon as he got your approval to move in with you he was so happy, but tried not to show it

he had been wanting to move in with you for a while now

once he moved in he was already on boyfriend duty 24/7

knows that you have trouble sleeping so he is ready to give you the comfort that you need <3

does chores for you but probably won't do his (he's so in love pls)

ALWAYS wake up first to prepare breakfast for the two of you

in the case that he is busy with schedules he would leave a simple note

constantly tries to take care of you

BUT he does not want to overwhelm you so he lets you be alone sometimes

don't be fooled though, he is sometimes peaking out of the corner of his eye to make sure you are okay

-hao-

always music playing in the background and helpful

when hao moved in with you, you swear you've never heard this much music during your lifetime

there is not one second where you don't hear him singing, practicing his violin, or playing his new songs

you don't mind it ofc!

Hao has such a lovely voice so you are always pleased to hear it

You and Hao decided to split the chores in half so it can be fair to both of y'all

Every night before bed Hao sets up his night playlist and you both fall asleep in each others arms listening to his favorite songs

The playlist is made full of calm songs that remind him of you but he doesn't tell you that, he's too shy to admit

When mornings come you usually do your morning routine in the bathroom but..

by the time you get out to your surprise

the bed is made and Hao is no where to be seen

he was shy AGAIN but he wanted to help

-hanbin-

literal royalty treatment

ever since hanbin moved in, so many worries and stress factors have been lifted off you

chores? what even are chores?

you're not lazy in fact you are used to doing your chores but ever since hanbin moved in, he doesn't let you do them

when night comes, both of you head to the already prepared bed

he'll make sure you are sound asleep first before sleeping himself

like jiwoong he also wakes up first

he wants to prepare anything you could possibly need before you wake up

slippers incase the floor is cold? check! water on the nightstand? check! glasses if you need them? check!

before he moved in your fridge was practically empty but now it's always filled since he wants to make your favorite foods every day

he just cares so much about you and you are his literal royalty so he will be treating you as one

-matthew-

a fun sleepover everyday

when matthew was moving in you remembered the HUGE setup he brought with him

for matthew a pc and a monitor were not enough there was more to his set up

you weren't much into gaming so you just let it slip across your mind as one of his hobbies

while you would clean the house, he would always say

"y/n!! y/n!! come watch this match"

and that's how he got you into playing video games with him

soon enough he was buying you your own set up

your apartment lowkey became a gaming lounge for you and matthew

ofc there was also other hobbies that came with matthew moving in

Strength training was one of them

Boy, does Matt love working out

Matthew slowly began to introduce you to multiple hobbies everyday

There was not a single day that did not feel like a fun sleepover with friends

-taerae-

looking out for you while maintaining pure happiness

taerae is so responsible

he is in charge of buying what is needed or missing in the apartment (he gave himself that role)

he makes sure you are saving your money since he doesn't want you to have any worries

you and him cook together or take turns making meals for each other

he made a secret cabinet full of your favorite things, which he takes out whenever you have a bad day

when you are ready to go to sleep taerae is getting ready to perform for you

he will sing you to sleep

he won't stop singing until are asleep

he knows you love hearing his beautiful voice, since he has noticed that you always fall asleep with a smile on your face

He wants to see you smile and he will do anything to see that beautiful cute smile of yours

-ricky-

change in both of ya'll life

you and ricky living together was like that one episode from F4 Thailand

both of you had to adapt to each other different habits

ricky started to learn how to do things himself but even so you wanted to treat him like a prince so you offered to do stuff for him

For example, cooking? done by you. laundry? also done by you.

to compensate for all the hard work you do for him and yourself

Ricky replaces your own furniture with newer more expensive ones with TWICE the comfort

you both always end up falling asleep at 4am or even later sometimes

why? because ricky is constantly tugging on your arm saying

"y/n let's watch this kdrama"

you had to admit he had some good reccommendations

while adapting to something new was difficult for both of you

you didn't let that come in the way of you having fun with each other

whether that was by watching kdramas or playing dress up in each others closet

you both always remained happy

-gyuvin-

chaos yet surprising matureness

oh gyuvin..

once he moved in you got your first ever noise complaint

it wasn't just because of gyuvin though.. well..

techincally gyuvin made you laugh really hard then there was knocks

there was simply never a moment of silence with the happy bambi now joining your household

if you were gone for longer than five minutes you would hear

"Y/NNN"

"WHERE ARE YOU IM BORED LETS PLAY A GAME"

and there you would go

but to your surprise gyuvin was actually very mature despite what many may believe

when those noise complains came in he apologized and really toned it down for everyone

he helps with any bills you may have to pay and even often pays them for you

he makes sure you are always okay with his presence since he knows people can get drained from his extroverted self

despite his playful nature he is very mature and caring

-gunwook-

respectful and caring

before moving in Gunwook had a strange request

"Let me meet your parents"

he had already met them but he wanted to make sure they were okay with him moving in with you

once he got the approval, similar to Hanbin it was instant royalty treatment

began to keep an extra of your comfort items incase it was needed

Gunwook is very observant therefore he always keeps an eye out for items you may be using

when he sees they are about to be finished

he buys some new ones and tries secretly to hide them

you always act surprise which brings him to cutely jump out behind you to say "See I'm psychic, I already knew what you needed"

Did I mention that your apartment has become a "gunwook cuddle station"

you both are cuddling ALL THE TIME

gunwook cares so much about your comfort that you were always his first priority

Hii guys I hope you all enjoyed. Especially because it’s not my best work but I tried my best <3 also CONGRATS TO ZB1 and HAO ON THEIR AWARDS I LOVE MY JEBIS 🥲🥲

#zb1 #zb1 imagines #zb1 reactions #zb1 scenarios #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone #zerobaseone reactions #kim gyuvin #zhang hao #park gunwook #sung hanbin #kim jiwoong #kim taerae #seok matthew #shen ricky

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two-white-butterflies · 1 year

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i know places | a. targaryen

Description: Aegon is a popular streamer, his girlfriend brings him treats every few hours. No one knows who his girlfriend is. Pairing: streamer!aegon/non-showbiz!reader

The first time his fans found out about you - it was totally an accident. He was using his phone to play a mobile game, casually streaming in omelet arcade and twitch at the same time. "I haven't actually touched my phone in a week, I'm sorta a pc guy." he spoke into the mic, using his controls to win and follow the quests in the mobile version of Genshin.

While he was walking to the north part of the map, his phone suddenly flashes a message from you.

HONEYBUNCHSUGARPLUM Heading towards Maccas, you need anything babe?

His eyes widened slightly - pretending that he didn't see the message. "- and I don't play genshin much so I don't think I'll have fun using the mobile version," he continued - slyly changing the topic. He takes a deep breath, seeing that his chat couldn't stop talking about the message.

"What message?" he scratched the back of his head.

You were going to kill him.

DreamStan

Evidence A. Now looking for suspects @egg.streams

PinkIsLife74: Ya'll saw egg's stream rite?

"So the first thing I want to build is a farm for my carrots," Aegon spoke to himself, staring at the chat that was currently going wild because his girlfriend brought him some hot chocolate. He smiles softly, turning his mic off - and giving his girl a small kiss.

"Thanks, honeybunch." he whispered, making sure that your face was far from the camera's view. Once you walked away, his eyes returned to the screen in front of him - and everyone couldn't stop talking about you. He turns his mic on with a small smirk.

"Calm down guys,"

egg.streams: sorry for not streaming today guys 💚

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islandinthestream2124: no message huh

hannahbanana90: Find urself a man that lets u use his gaming pc for roblox 😆 - egg.streams: roblox is for pro-gamers ong 💪🏽

bedlam29: HE'S SOFTLAUNCHING BYEE

aegonii_fanbase: I MASTERMINDED IT, I think it's Alys Strong.

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AemondTargaryenOfficialAccount: Could be...but she's dating me so probably not. - aegonii_fanbase: OMG AEMOND NOTICED ME

Hannibal80980: HEAR ME OUT.

"I was sorta thinking 'sophisticated' vibes for our engagement party," you continued walking while holding his hand. "Yeah, and we'll get some white flowers." he added while holding your hand tightly. He was the sweetest boy in the world - he respected your privacy and treated you nicely. You couldn't ask for anything else.

Before you could enter the shop - a man pokes you with a microphone on his hands. "Do you think that husbands should help around the house?" he asked and a laugh escapes your mouth, seeing that he was one of those tiktok interviewers.

Aegon was about to talk to him - presumably pleading to remove the footage but you shake your head. "We have a chance to make it official in the most hilarious way possible," you whisper and he nods - smiling as he lets you answer the question.

"I think it depends on the household, but Egg helps around ours - I have no complains." you laugh and he raises your hand - showing the camera your large diamond ring. "Thank you," the man walks away, interviewing other people.

tobascolikescoke: i interviewed someone on the street and i didn't fucking realize that they were famous 😭 now, twitch royalty @egg.streams probs hates me for exposing his relationship

@pearlstiare @watercolorskyy @sweethoneyblossom1

#aegon targaryen #aegon targaryen x reader #aegon x reader #aegon ii targaryen #aegon ii fanfic #aegon ii x reader #aegon fanfic #tom glynn carney #house of the dragon #hotd #hotd fic #hotd imagine #house of the dragon fic

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hitomisuzuya · 6 months

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I hope you're doing okay, could we have a christmas fic where scara gives us presents and we give him presents too n stuff and and fluff!! lots of christmas comfort fluff please <3

Scaramouche x fem!reader. Christmas fluffy fluff fluff. I made this Modern AU so I could reference Rudolph: The Red Nosed Reindeer.

I am doing okay❤️ I'm feeling a bit down, so writing this is making me warm inside.

Scaramouche stared blanky down at the gift wrapped boxes sitting in front of him on the couch. There were four or five boxes wrapped in various patterns of Christmas wrapping paper with green and red bows on top.

And there you sat, looking beautiful as hell with a smile on your face.

It always bewildered Scaramouche whenever you, someone so far out of his league he wasn't playing the sport, wanted to give him gifts. But it was always a few moments later that he was able look passed his bewilderment when your eyes glistened at thought of making him happy.

He would go through that bewilderment, content with never understanding it just to see the way your eyes sparkled like that when gave you have him gifts.

"Well go on, silly boy, open them," You said, grinning as you poked your finger on one of the bows. "Then we can watch Rudolph: The Red Nosed Reindeer together after we open gifts."

Scaramouche could never say no to watching these silly Christmas specials with you (even though he found the Grinch really funny). Especially Rudolph.

He was nerdy little unaccepted Rudolph, and you were sweet Clarice, ignoring all the other reindeer showing off to pine for and fall in love with him.

He opened your gifts one by one, handling the wrapping paper delicately, only tearing it when he had to because you'd put thought into choosing the wrapping paper as well.

You'd gotten him a new keyboard for his gaming PC, a guitar pick with a purple cat on it, books that he wanted, and new ear buds.

Blushing, he looked away shyly, putting his hand on your head to stroke your hair. "Thank you," to which you smiled so big. Worth it. It may have sounded awkward coming from him, but he genuinely meant it.

"I have gifts for you," A whole pile of them, actually. He'd shopped months in advance for you for Christmas. He didn't reach for boxes just yet, though. Instead, to took a long red string out of his pocket.

Scaramouche motioned for you to give him your hand. He tied one end of the red string around your pinky. He shook his head when you reached to help him when he started to tie the other end around his pinky. He laughed softly, seeing you looked confused.

"It's the red string of fate," He clarified, curling his pinky around yours once he'd finished tying it. The blush on his cheeks darkened, "I wanted to make one for us as a Christmas gift to you," A smile tugged at his lips as she leaned in to give you a quick kiss, "a symbol of love and devotion."

Tears almost welled into your eyes. It was a such a genuine and thoughtful gift. One that came straight from his heart. He'd always been the best with gifts like that.

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin fluff #fem!reader #scaramouche #soft scaramouche #scaramouche fluff #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you #modern au

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seratopia · 2 months

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donatello x reader (fluff?) - random headcannons

this list has been piling up, these are more general

No matter how much y'all say it, I don't think his love language would be physical touch. Donnie seems too awkward to return hugs or kisses, but nonetheless still notices/appreciates them when you do it. Instead, I feel like he'd opt for acts of service instead. Like, fixing your glasses, showing you cool features on your laptop, creating a custom chat interface for you two.

He lets you borrow that purple hoodie

You hear "Erm akshually-" alot lmaooooo ; he often infodumps the most random shit to you, you've become accustomed to listening to him.

Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if he's slightly into LOA stuff (Law of Attraction). It's canon that he listens to positive self-affirmations while he sleeps, so maybe that's a thing for him idk

Steals your eyebrow pencil to fill in his brows for the day. It'd be cool to see him into makeup.

Plays SO MANY games holy shit, has tried everything on Steam.

Obviously he has Discord, no questions asked. Organizes his servers into neat, purple folders. He only uses dark mode, he hisses if he ever sees light mode. Also knows how to make and works servers very well; likes making embeds and such for fun.

^^ On top of this, he probably has a lot of online friends; he doesn't need to show his face or reveal his identity. I see him staying up really late, playing random games at 2 AM on a Discord call.

Very very techy; uses Linux, built his own PC, set up the lair's wifi router too. The brothers come to him all the time for help on their tech fixes, mainly on Nintendo Switch.

My boy is CHRONICALLY ONLINE, he definitely knows all those niche internet songs. He gives me weird kid vibes, like The Living Tombstone, Rat by Penelope Scott, dare I say a little bit of Miku?

He knows the FNAF lore

Secretly shops at Hot Topic from time to time. I'm seeing graphic tees, maybe a studded bracelet? He walks in and the employees are like, "Dude, nice cosplay."

CAFFEINE! Mostly relies on coffee, doesn't like Starbucks that much, and he has tried Monster before. Monster is like a last resort for him, like he's working on a project he MUST finish for his sanity.

Also, I feel like he has fucked up teeth idk. Like, how the hell would Splinter be able to afford dental care for not one, but four teens? Braces too, not only are they expensive, but inaccessible to mutants.

He needs glasses, just often refuses to wear them

Never, ever truly gets angry or mad. But when he does, its rare and it's kinda scary ngl

#rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt x reader #x reader #reader insert #donnie #donatello #donatello x reader #donnie x reader #rottmnt donnie x reader #rottmnt donatello x reader #random headcannons #fluff #seratopia writes ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

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kiachiako · 2 years

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carpe diem | l.hc

pairing | gamer!haechan x female!reader

synopsis | You know you’re in trouble when your heart starts beating a little faster around Lee Haechan, professional flirt and someone any of your friends would advise against falling for. Then why are you standing in front of his door at the dead of night, lured by his offer of games, marijuana, and quality time with the man himself?

content | gamer!haechan, coder!reader, fluff, angst, language warning, drug usage, suggestive

wc | 5.1k

song | let’s get lost — g-eazy ft. devon baldwin

a/n | wish i could put into words how much i adore the vibe in this fic :(( hope you enjoy it just as much and leave any and all feedback at the end, i love reading your thoughts <3 ly

[h__chan06, 11:23PM] come over

You glance over at your phone as it lights up next to you, letting your eyes adjust to the darkness as your attention is stolen from the code on your monitors. With a snap of your gum and a knowing smile, you return back to the task at hand after scanning the chat notification that disappears just as quickly as it came.

It’s 11pm, and you know your night has only just started; as a compsci uni student by day and someone’s whose late hours are reserved by more… underground jobs, you’re used to the twilight that accompanies you as you work. Seoul’s neon city lights illuminate your apartment on their own as your fingers fly across the keyboard in your lap, lips pursed as your gaze races over each line of code in concentration.

You sigh when your clean slate of java is interrupted by a call pop-up that inconveniently takes up the entirety of your main screen. You’re about to click the red decline button when another text pops up, h__chan06’s < u better pick up > pressuring you into accepting.

“Y/N,” Haechan’s voice echoes throughout your room, filling the previous silence with his raspy tone. It sounds like he just woke up, and frankly, you think it’s the most attractive thing you’ve heard all week.

You hum softly in response.

“I’m bored,” he complains lowly, the sound of rubbing fabric transmitting over your speaker letting you know that he’s probably swathed in blankets in true Haechan fashion. “Want you to come game with me.”

You look up through your eyelashes at the digital blue light time on your wall, groaning when you remember that you have a 2am shift in a few hours at the 24-hour PC Bang that you completely forgot about.

“You know I can’t game for shit, Haechan.”

You hear him scoff at that, his mumbled, “says the literal game hacker,” making you giggle. You swivel around in your comfy desk chair, pushing your way to one of the glass walls of your apartment.

“It’s just,” you continue, staring out into the night cityscape, “I’ve got code due tomorrow for Prof Jung and I really wanna finish it before my part-time at the internet cafe.”

And you might be a little scared of spending alone time with the boy that makes your heart flutter a bit too much, but you would never admit that out loud.

“Please, Y/N,” the boy pleads with you. “Umm, I also just rolled if you want some.”

Your ears definitely perk up at that. Even though your assignment isn’t finished and it’s never the best idea to show up high to your job, you find yourself shrugging on a zip-up and grabbing your keys before you can even register your own actions.

Only a few hours can’t hurt, right?

…

Wrong.

It’s been five minutes of standing in front of Haechan’s apartment door — which just happens to reside in the same complex as yours — and you’re starting to think this is a bad idea.

Actually, this was a bad idea starting from the very first time you were introduced to Lee Haechan.

You still remember that day so clearly in your head; Mark had texted you and your friend group to meet up at his new apartment just days before sophomore year of uni started a year ago, his title as your best friend winning your free time over immediately as you headed a few floors down from your own home with Jaehyun and Karina. You were elated to be in the same building with Mark Lee, because that meant free rides to your classes in his classy Mustang and not having to jog a few blocks down the campus residences for weekly rom com reruns anymore.

However, what you had not expected to see was a brand new face as the three of you entered the spacious apartment, an unfamiliar boy’s laugh ringing throughout the foyer as if he had known your friends for an entire lifetime.

You were introduced to Lee Haechan a few moments later, his relaxed nature and confident smile drawing everyone to him immediately. The integration of his presence into your circle of friends was almost instantaneous.

It turned out that Haechan was Mark’s new roommate (and new competition for the title of his best friend, unfortunately), and somehow had every girl on campus hanging on to the sweet words that dripped out of his pretty mouth; it was just too easy to get hooked on his saccharin voice. He was truthfully too attractive for his own good with his sharp wit and dazzling smile, his model-like dimensions and the headphones/hoodie duo that drove female classmates to their graves with his gamer boyfriend appeal.

It was mostly wariness that kept you from growing close with Haechan, not really sure of what to think of him and his flirty tendencies although he had been nothing but friendly with you in the presence of your now shared friends.

One particular night after exams, the lot of you were over at their place to unwind after such a mentally demanding past few months. A few of the boys were busy trying to concoct something edible in the kitchen (it was most definitely not edible, as you had the “pleasure” of experiencing a few hours later), while Karina and Taeyong were hooked up in the most intense match of Mario Kart you had ever seen in your life.

“Shit,” Mark had mumbled, groaning as his eyes raked over the contents of their empty fridge. “Y/N,” you lifted your head to glance at him as you snuggled up against Karina’s side on the couch, skirt splayed on the cushions while watching the game intently. “I told Haechan to buy the soju today, but this fucker can’t even remember his own address,” he stared pointedly at said boy, Haechan’s innocent expression throwing you off guard, “so I’m not surprised that he forgot the drinks. Can you run to the convenience store down the street real quick and get some?”

You reluctantly got up from your comfy spot on the couch and made your way over to Mark, pulling his free hoodie over your form and tracing a frowny face on his fore-arm as your best friend pulled you into an apology hug.

“He’ll go with you and pay,” Mark nodded to Haechan, who shrugged and grabbed his card before holding the front door open for you with a wicked grin. “Play nice, Hyuck.”

You shuffled a few steps behind him as the two of you made your way out of the apartment complex and through the city night’s light drizzle, hair dampening when you neglected to pull up your hood.

You remember glancing up to him in surprise when Haechan suddenly turned around and tugged you forward by the sleeve, rivulets of raindrops tipping his lashes and glistening down his neck as he pulled you into a run with a wide smile.

“Let’s race.”

It had come as a surprise to you how easily you complied, eyes creased in elation as the rain poured down on your sprinting forms. The two of you weaved through umbrella clad people hurrying to escape the oncoming storm, a boy you barely knew leading you through shallow puddles and blinking crosswalks.

You were soaked by the time you got to the 24-hour convenience store, expressions painted with pure giddiness as you stepped into its artificial lights. The cashier had eyed the two of you with the greatest disdain, his gaze burning into the small spot of growing water pooling at the entrance under your figures.

Following Haechan into the alcohol aisle, you startled when a soft ding of your phone interrupted your euphoric haze. An immediate grimace graced your face.

“What is it? A new assignment?” He leaned closer to peer at your phone, warm breath reaching your cheek as his shoulder brushed against yours. Noticing the shaky inhale you had taken, he leaned back, amused. “I make you nervous, don’t I.”

You looked at him, incredulous.

“Never,” you answered, mentally kicking yourself at how unsure you sounded. The butterflies that you felt like vomiting gave yourself away nonetheless. “I don’t even know you.”

Haechan raised an eyebrow at you before dragging a chair out at the little window table in the corner of the store. Patting the seat across from him, he poured you a shot of soju and brushed a wet strand of hair out of your eyes.

“Then let me.”

You had sat there with Haechan for far too long that night, discovering every little thing he was willing to give up: from his area of study (“I’ll give you my old Python notes for Prof Cho’s lectures,” he had offered. “As your resident game development major and a survivor of the infamous Cho experience, I hereby grant you the right to all of my past cheat sheets and tests) to his unwavering loyalty to grape juice of all things (“You monster.” You had simply taken one sip of your apple drink before pausing with your lips hovering over the straw, feeling absolutely violated with the kicked puppy look he was giving you. “Apple over grape? Monster.)

The two of you had returned to Mark and Haechan’s flat hours later than you were supposed to, the former blaming his roommate for distracting you because he knew Haechan and his tendencies much better than anyone else did. Jaehyun had immediately swept you away in a game of Jenga (you thought it was a mystery why he enjoys a children’s game so much, but is it really?), so you were left with no other chance to speak with Haechan that night, even though he would shoot you a secret smile every chance he got.

It never escalated further.

School resumed like normal and suddenly everyone was busy again. Sure, you and Haechan were still friendly, but you hung out with the other guys much more than you did with him. A part of you was just so unsure about the type of guy he really was; you heard of his midnight escapades far too often to think that he was ever sincere in any interaction with a girl, nonetheless with you. It seemed like the boy that had run with you in the thundering rain and shared his stance on grape juice with passion was simply a figment of your imagination, a fleeting moment among thousands for him. You weren’t hurt nor surprised, already warned of his flowery words that you assumed were customized for each pretty girl that had the fatal luck of meeting Lee Haechan.

But he never made a true advance on you. Whenever your friend group got together, it was just meaningless flirting: the kind that caused your heart to flare up that you desperately pleaded with it to not react to someone like that. It was a sort of game almost, the type where you joked around with him when the time came, but never enough that you would be left with him for more than ten minutes. He still scolded Mark for making fun of you and offered you to smoke with him on more occasions than you’d like to admit, but that was it. A few weak moments in your judgment when you would give in to his offer for help on coding assignments and a free blunt.

As those memories play in your head, you bring your fingers up to your temples in frustration with yourself. You’re always careful with your heart, and you know that his words do affect you in a way they really shouldn't. You’ve been trying to avoid Haechan lately because you think the flirting might have actually gotten to your head. And yeah, you’re probably hyper aware of the scent of his cologne and the mere way he carries himself, but you’re determined to never fall in the traps of your own rapid heartbeat and warming cheeks.

“So then why am I here-” your mumbles stop when the door to the apartment you’ve been standing in front of swings open, the culprit leaning against its frame as his eyes flick over to you.

“Because you get swayed too easily, angel,” Haechan grins at you, his sweatpants and oversized hoodie hanging off his figure so well that you actually think it’s unfair. “And c’mon. We all know that you’ve just been dying to see me.”

You just gape at him before he laughs and tugs you inside, hand reaching up to squish your cheeks together.

“Don’t do that,” you pout after a few moments, pushing his hands away as you feel your face warm.

“I couldn’t resist, love,” he drawls, a Cheshire like smile overtaking his visage as he gestures for you to follow him into the living room. You take a seat on the floor with your back against the couch as you watch him move around, picking up two game controllers from the console before flicking the TV on and returning to sit next to you. The glittering lights of Seoul’s nightlife casts an eerie glow on Haechan’s side profile, all the sharp lines and curves of his face highlighted as you observe him.

Curious, you pick up one of the controllers and fiddle with it before shifting your body towards him.

“Why’d you text me though? You have so many other friends that probably game better than I do.”

Haechan doesn’t take his eyes off the screen as he replies to your valid inquiry, patting the space next to him so you’d move closer.

“You’re the only one that lives near here besides Mark, who decided that late-night practicing for his drivers license test is more important than playing games with me,” he jokes, shooting you a small grin before booting up the game home screen.

Oh.

Wait, no. That’s perfectly logical, you think to yourself.

…then why am I disappointed?

You hum in understanding before looking back up at the loading game.

“Want a hit?” the boy next to you offers, holding out a rolled joint between his index finger and thumb that wasn’t there before. You nod slowly and he takes the initiative to slot it between your lips, fingers grazing your chin in the slightest as he lights the end for you. You take a long pull, closing your eyes and sitting back as your insides fill with warmth with an exhale. Handing the joint back to him, he brings it to his lips and lets the smoke snake out his mouth before dissipating throughout the living room. “You needed that, hmm?”

Your glazed eyes tell him all he needs to know as he starts the video game on his TV, fingers busy setting up your characters and controls on the home screen. You watch his hands in a trance, not realizing that you’ve spaced out until he snaps his fingers in front of your face.

“Thinking about me already, angel,” he teases, hiding his hands behind his back. You hit him lightly and reach for the joint again.

“Shush, Haechan.” He simply blows a smoke ring towards your face in retaliation before reaching over to click a button on your own controller as your vision clears.

“Look here,” he instructs, positioning his fingers over yours so that he can guide you through each symbol and its uses. His cold skin leaves goosebumps as he leaves his palms resting against the back of your own hand. “This red one means shoot, and this one will allow you to pick up things. You press the back of the controller here,” Haechan maneuvers your fingers with his slowly as he talks, “to move forward. Makes sense?”

You nod with wide eyes, still shivering at the contact of his hands on yours. Haechan takes notice of the little bumps against your wrist as his pointer finger rubs against the back of yours.

“Aww, Y/N,” he coos, scrunching his nose at you, “you're nervous.” You protest and pull your hands away from his grasp, failing to come up with a coherent response. He chuckles under his breath at your attempt to escape him, instead grasping your arm and making you sit impossibly close to him so that you can feel the warmth radiating off his body.

With a dreamy look in his eyes and another long, hooded gaze in your direction, he takes another puff before grabbing his own controller. Silver bracelets clinking on his wrist, he shoots you a small smirk before starting the game with one click and settling forward so he can concentrate.

“I’m gonna lose so badly,” you grumble, watching the screen as the world spawns around your two avatars. Your character already seems like it’s suffering, taking hit after hit from the boy next to yours as she crumbles in ten seconds flat. “Kinda hate you right now, Haechan. And you too,” you squint at your girl’s name, “Widowmaker. What kind of person would call their character Widowmaker…” you add on with a mutter, frowning at her. You miss Haechan glancing at you with a small smile and a look of adoration in his eyes.

“I’m betting on it, angel,” he replies to your first words with a snicker after a few seconds, entirely shameless as he completely destroys whatever’s occurring on the TV. He sticks his tongue out to wet his lips as he immerses himself completely in the game. “You’re gonna give me something if I win, no?”

“I- what? When did I ever…?” you mutter with confusion as Haechan jumps to his knees with a shout. You watch with dread as blood splotches appear in your vision and the hearts that indicate your number of lives blink to a null gray, the girl that was supposed to help you win getting hit straight in the chest with her multitude of weapons and abnormally short crop top — you don’t know how her outfit was supposed to be of use, but you assumed that maybe Haechan’s character would have a moment of unclarity and propose or something.

“I won! And I even went easy on you, angel.”

And there it is in all its glory. A bright, green “You Win!” mocking you on his side of the screen while yours just flashes red as your character sinks to the ground in despair.

“Uh uh, Haechan,” you protest, turning towards him with your hands reaching for his controller. “We did not have a win-lose system set up and you know that I’m bad at this.” The said boy merely leans forward and taps his head with his finger pretending to think.

“I’ll give you my car for a week if you win,” he proposes, reaching for the controllers again. Your eyes widen.

“No fucking way,” you say, grinning as you lean forwards. “A month.”

“Two weeks, angel. Don’t push it.”

“A month.”

Haechan slumps against the couch, refusing to look at your pleading face and adorable expression.

“Fine,” he grumbles, defeated. “A month.”

“Yes!” you exclaim, shuffling in your spot with glee and crossing your legs to get ready for the next round. You are desperate for that car; having it would mean no more running to catch the train at 9pm after a botched lecture from your professors who seem to not know what a clock is. And, of course, midnight garlic bread runs without being scared shitless of what could be following you in the dark. “Need to focus…”

Haechan’s gaze zeros in on you, your tongue poking out of your tongue in concentration and your eyes enlarged with a newfound eagerness.

“Haa…” he breathes out, “cute.” You ignore your warming cheeks after hearing his words and nudge him to start the game, the soft look on his face catching you off guard to the point where you have to look away.

With a beeping countdown, another match of Overwatch starts and you’re left in the most concentrated state you’ve been since your last phase of, “I’m-going-to-get-all-perfect-marks-in-school-this-semester” (which isn’t actually saying much because you did not in fact get perfect marks that semester). With your gaze locked on your character and hands poised on your controller, you maneuver yourself carefully through the rotted terrain and hide from Haechan’s lingering avatar.

“I’m not letting you win,” you warn him with your most menacing tone, making your on-screen character do a 360 before shooting a warning shot into the far distance.

“Mm?” he hums, clicking rapidly on his own controller before turning to you, “you can’t win with me, angel.” You still at his words, scared to say something that will give away how truly nervous Haechan makes you. There’s something more in that sentence that you just can’t pinpoint.

After a moment of staring off into space, you regain consciousness and shake your head to clear your mind. “Focus…”

And that’s when you see it; Haechan’s avatar is crouched on top of a crumbling building at the corner of your vision, waiting for the perfect moment to shoot you down from above. He’s got his weapon aimed directly at you and the mere size of the thing scares you — and you’re not even the one being shot.

With dozens of quick solutions and methods running through your head to get out of your impending death, the worst possible thing you could do crosses your mind as you spy Haechan’s finger press down on the shoot button.

Just do it. You want to win? Just do it.

“Fuck it,” you whisper, pushing his controller out of his hands.

“Why would you-” he starts before stilling, the feeling of your fingers clutched around the fabric of his sweatshirt and being pulled in close to you shocking him into silence.

You let yourself lose all rational sense as you give him a tiny kiss, your body shuddering slightly at the simple feeling of his lips on yours. Only meaning to stall him for a few seconds, you reluctantly pull back and turn back to the screen to finish off the game. With one small click and a few splatters of blood on your display, you jump up with excitement as the “You Win!” finally appears for your victorious all-kill.

Before you can even turn to Haechan and taunt him with your victory, he twists his body so he can hover over you, pinning your wrists in one hand and bringing the other up to your face. You stare up at him with wide eyes with your noses just centimeters from each other, and you’re so close that you could connect your lips once again if you really wanted to. And you really want to.

Before you can fully process the position the two of you are in however, Haechan brushes his thumb against your cheekbone and switches his gaze between your eyes.

“You think you can just do that and not face the consequences? Hmm?” he whispers just next to your ear, his warmth breath reaching your neck as you shiver slightly under his touch. “Use your words.”

“The game?” you mumble dumbly, unable to pull anything coherent from your brain at the moment.

“I don’t care about the fucking game, Y/N,” Haechan replies, one of his hands smoothly moving up to hold the back of your neck. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment… you’re going to make it up to me, angel.”

With that, he fastens his lips to yours once again, letting out a small groan when he pulls you into his lap and presses your body into his. His kisses are deep and hard as he pulls you in by the waist and slips your zip up off your shoulders, the feeling of his tongue slipping into your mouth making your head dizzy.

The taste of marijuana and raspberry lingers in your mouth when he pulls away briefly to take a breath, soon after tilting his head so he can deepen the kiss even more. His little sounds go straight to your core, the moans he lets out increasing when you lean into him to slide your hands down the skin of his neck and shoulders. The way he moves is mesmerizing under your touch.

You throw your head back when one of his hands finds its way up to your throat, his fingers lightly wrapping around the base as you swallow in pleasure. He’s such a good kisser that you can feel yourself drown in his movements, delicate and sensual. His teeth nip little bites on your jawline, and you already know that the red blooming all over your skin will stay there for weeks with how much pressure he’s applying on your skin.

Making his way back to your mouth, he graces the flesh of your lips with his tongue before tugging gently. The little sound you make in reaction has him reeling, pulling away to put his forehead against yours.

“Want more?” Haechan inquires with his infamous smirk, nuzzling his nose against your skin as you sit straddling his lap.

Barely able to respond, you mumble, “more,” before chasing after his sweet kisses once again. You could do this all day.

“Ah ah,” he shushes you with his finger, letting the tip sneak between your lips just a smidge before wrapping his arms around you and hugging your body to his. “Didn’t mean to get you addicted, baby.” And with a sweet kiss on the corner of your mouth, he holds you in his warm embrace and rocks you back and forth, refusing to let you taste him. “Wanna keep you like this.”

You comply, relaxing as you sink into his lap in utmost comfort with your arms around his neck and face tucked in the crook of his neck.

You don’t even notice when your eyes start to flutter close, a sudden tiredness taking over your figure. You’ve always struggled with insomnia, but you fade into dreamland as soon as Haechan lays you down with him, hand rubbing soothing circles across your back.

Even you can’t deny it as much as your heart wants to; you feel at home in his embrace.

…

You wake up groggy to a blaring in your left ear, the piercing sound of your ringtone forcing you to consciousness. Rolling over to reach for your phone, you don’t even look at the caller ID before sliding the green accept button and holding the device against your ear.

You can’t get a single word out before a familiar voice blares out of the speaker, making you flinch away from the sound immediately.

“Sunshine! Did you finally get with Haechan?” Mark talks excitedly from the other side of the line, his hyper tone evident without seeing his expression.

“Good morning to you too- Wait, how did you know I was with Haechan last night?” you say incredulously, suddenly very awake. “How’d your permit test go anyway?” You hear Mark scoff at your question in response.

“Y/N. Did you think I really didn’t have my license already,” he says with exasperation. “Do you not exploit my driving skills every other day or am I going insane?”

“I mean kind of, yeah. With the way you drive…”

“Oh, fuck both of you,” Mark laughs out. “Haechan’s lies never make any sense.”

“Lies?” you mumble, confused. Why did Haechan lie to you about Mark anyway? You’re not sure where you lie in Haechan’s spectrum of feelings, but you hope your heart won’t get crushed with how hard you fell just a few hours ago.

Mark sighs audibly.

“Mm, he wanted the apartment empty yesterday and he’s talked about you since forever, Y/N-ie, really. Hope you know he’s very serious about getting to know you,” you gape at your phone at Mark’s confession, surprised. No way Lee Haechan, downright playboy and professional flirt is interested in you in the way you’ve been falling for him too — and suppressing it.

But with the way he cared for me last night, you think to yourself. He seemed so sincere.

“He’s stopped seeing other girls for a few months now,” Mark adds on, easing the worries he knows are running laps in your mind. “He’s so serious about you, Y/N, I can tell you that much.”

You let that information sink in as you sit back in your own bedsheets, hands rubbing your arms with the morning chill as you let the thought of Haechan and you marinate.

Just as your doubts begin to surface again, you hear a delicate knock on your apartment door before the door swings open and reveals a familiar boy standing in the hallway.

Haechan grins at you from behind a pile of fluffy winter blankets in his arms, taking your growing smile as an invitation to enter. He goes straight for your bed, settling into the warm spot next to you and letting his body snuggle into your side. Taking the fleece blankets, he wraps you in the fabric before placing a shy kiss on your temple, your cheeks blushing rose at his adoring actions.

“My angel.”

...

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creamhoodie · 9 months

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° 🎀 Loved Out Loud 🎀 °

synopsis: prompt is the boys showing their love for you publicly. Isagi, Nagi, Reo, and Sae. I will be doing more

Yoichi Isagi:

When you first started dating Yoichi Isagi you had just gotten out of a bad relationship. Your ex boyfriend wasn’t a bad guy by any means but he was too nonchalant and unromantic. Despite his constant promises that he’d change and be more vocal on his love for you he never put that into practice. As a result you had been left jaded and emotionally bruised, the last thing you were looking for was getting into another relationship.

That had all changed when you had met Isagi. You had met the upcoming soccer prodigy at one of his games in the most embarrassing way. It would be your luck that the ball had flown into the crowd and hit you smack in the face. Isagi, having been the one that had kicked it, had locked eyes with you and made sure you were taken care of by the medical staff on standby before going back to the game. After his game, he had circled back to find you and had asked for your number.

Two months had passed since then and here you sat watching highlights from his last match with him on the couch. You were sitting on his lap and his legs were outstretched on the coffee table.

“Baby, I wanna post a picture of us on my instagram can I?” Isagi asked, pulling your attention to him. His words caught you off guard. Everyone knew the two of you were dating as you attended events with him but the two of you hadn’t made it instagram official so far.

“Why? It’s not my birthday or our anniversary or anything,” you said. In your past relationship your ex would never think to post you even on birthdays or anniversaries and he eventually only started doing so since it upset you, therefore taking all the joy out of it.

“I just want more pictures of us together on my page. You’re so important to me and I want that to be seen whenever anyone looks at my profile. I ask because I didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable,” he replied.

His indigo eyes were so full of love it made your heart do a flip. You knew based on his words that he had asked because he had millions of followers due to his soccer status.

“I think it's fine, Yoichi,” you replied. He seemed excited and digging his phone out of his pocket he opened the app and chose a photo from his photo album. It was a silly selfie of the two of you wearing matching hoodies. You watched as he captioned it “my one and only” and tagged you.

“Hey are you okay?” Isagi asked, looking at you. You didn’t realize you were crying until he caught your loose tears with his thumb. “He never posted you like this huh?” he asked in understanding.

You nodded. It was such a small and meaningful thing and the fact that Yoichi Isagi had wanted to do it on his own to make you happy meant the world. It was something so simple you had always begged for and had to go without, and here Isagi gave it to you freely. He leaned forward to kiss you sweetly and softly.

When the two of you pulled back with noses still touching he whispered, “I love you.”

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Seishiro Nagi:

Just because he was a professional soccer player did not mean that Nagi couldn't double up as a professional twitch streamer as well. He’d often play as himself on FIFA but lately he was fond of playing Overwatch. He had even bought you your own PC set up so you could play with him. Since the two of you had only been dating for a few weeks, you weren’t in his streams and would often just watch him play as you sat on the other side of the room on your phone.

Tonight was different. While in a long queue for a competitive match, Nagi called over to you.

“Babe, come here I wanna introduce you to the chat,” he said. You met his gray eyes and mouthed ‘are you sure?’ It was still early on in the relationship and you didn’t want to cause any unnecessary drama for him. He nodded and motioned impatiently for you to come over to him. When you did, he sat you on his lap, pushing his gaming chair back a bit so both of you could be in full view.

“This is my baby and my duo,” he said before nuzzling his face into your neck. You watched as the chat lit up with heart emojis and well wishes. There was even a cartoon emote of him with heart eyes that was being spammed.

“It looks like they wanna know how we met,” you said reading the chat.

“Easy. I saw her cosplay as one of my favorite video game characters and the photoshoot of it came on my timeline on Twitter and I thought she was hot,” Nagi said. You blushed and shooed at him a little.

“Why does it say Reo banned someone?” you asked.

“Hmm? Oh Reo’s a MOD, someone must have been saying something stupid,” Nagi replied looking through the chat before adding, “oh yeah looks like some guy wanted to see the not safe from work cosplay pictures of you. Those are for my eyes only right baby?”

“Right Seishiro,” you replied. You watched the chat argue about what would be your and Nagi’s ship name as you felt his lips kiss your hair.

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Reo Mikage:

Reo was a show off at heart. When you had gone on your first date with him he had gone all out, picking you up in his most expensive car and taking you to a restaurant he had completely booked out for the two of you.

Now having you at his side, he felt like he had the most coveted trophy of all to show off. He was of the opinion that the woman a man was with reflected the wealth of that man. He wasn’t arrogant by any means though if anything this rationale of his made him want to spoil you even more and make sure you were well taken care of. Your beauty and love was just another extension of his success and to him it was the most precious.

For that reason, Reo was always taking you to red carpet events with him but tonight was extra special since he would be receiving the Ballon D'or award for his athletic performance. When the two of you had arrived at the venue he took his time walking in front of the paparazzi with you, wanting them to get good shots of your dress and your hairdo that he had paid for you to get done.

“You look so beautiful,” he whispered into your ear.

When he had been given his award he had thanked the fans, his teammates, his coach, but most of all he spent the most time thanking you.

“If it wasn’t for my partner I wouldn’t be here. She believes in me and she pushes me to be the best man and best athlete I can be,” he said, staring into your eyes the whole time.

Afterwards, he had given you his award to hold wanting photos of you holding it to be taken as well.

“Reo I’m so proud of you,” you said looking up at him.

“There is no me without you,” he replied before kissing you in front of the cameras. No matter what, having you at his side would be his biggest accomplishment.

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Sae Itoshi:

Sae was a private man and just because he is a professional soccer player that didn’t mean he was any less private. The one thing he held most dear was you and your relationship with him. He wanted to guard you from the press as they could be ruthless. That’s why even though the two of you had been dating for nearly a year your relationship was not something he publicized. He had no intention of outing your relationship and having prying eyes and opinions rain down on the two of you. That is until he was asked about his relationship status in an interview.

“It’s not really anyone’s business but Y/N is my girlfriend,” he said. He walked out of the interview after that and called you.

“Sae is everything okay? Your publicist told me you walked out of your interview and I'm getting a lot of follow requests on instagram,” you asked.

“Everything is fine. They asked me if I was in a relationship and obviously I wasn’t going to deny you,” he said.

“Awww Sae, that's so sentimental and sweet of you,” you said.

“Don’t get used to it,” he replied but you could hear the smile in his voice.

#blue lock x reader #bllk x you #isagi x reader #nagi x reader #reo x reader #sae x reader #bllk headcanons #nagi seishiro #reo mikage #isagi yoichi #sae itoshi

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qqtxt · 1 year

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The boys are gamers this isnt news so here. me. out.

The boys are gaming but reader wants cuddles/attention (could be both *don't look at me im touch starved*) but the boys are busy playing in their pc and so the only compromisable solution is that sitting on their lap at first watching and cheering them on then ending in you sleeping 🥹 AIXBKSBDJS CAN YOU IMAGINE FALLING ASLEEP LIKE THAT, HEAD ON THEIR SHOULDERS THEY LOOK AT YOUR SLEEPING STATE, SMILE ANS KISS YOUR SHOULDER OR SIDE OF YOUR HEAD

me @ you reading this ask because HOW DARE YOU PUT THIS IMAGERY IN MY HEAD??? i was going to write this out later but i was just HIT with the feels so i wrote something quickly for each of these you ABSOLUTE MONSTER–(jk ily this was fun to explore thank you i hope this hits you in the feels just as you did to me with your ask >:))

[🌸] close to you w/ txt

✿ pairing: ot5 x reader / fluff 🌸 / idol!txt / non.idol!you ✿ mini-fics with each member for the same situation / less than 400 words for each member / altogether, word count: 1,090 words ✿ in which you decide to be close to them while they play their games (and you fall asleep on them...) [masterlist 🌸] / other members under the cut!

[🐰] soobin soobin might act like he's annoyed initially but deep down, he's as addicted to your touch as you are with his. he appreciates how you let out small sounds of excitement each time he takes down the enemy and it boosts his ego. the second he feels your head resting on his, tilted back as you sink into his embrace, he knows you've fallen asleep despite the fact he's still playing his game so intensely. he chuckles quietly when there's a two-minute break on the screen before the next round continues and he turns the cheek to see how your jaw is slightly slacked, eyelids fluttered shut but your hands hugging one side of his arm along with the armrest next to it. he shifts his arm a bit closer to you and watches how your hands move along with it. your body grows towards the direction of one side of his arm where you can hold it nearer to you and he doesn't resist the urge to reach for his phone conveniently nearby to take a couple of pictures. when there's a signal in his headphones that the next round is about to begin, he plants a kiss to wherever of you that's closest to him (in this case, in this position, it was your neck) before he resumes his game.

[🦊] yeonjun yeonjun tries his best not to tease you too much even though you can tell he's very pleased knowing that you're willing to sit through with him just to be close to him. his serotonin boosts past the roof whenever you let out praises of how well he's doing and he reciprocates it by squeezing your waist, kissing your shoulder, and saying his tagline: "because i have my lucky charm here with me." somewhere along the line when he feels your weight shifting on him and you turn to rest your cheek on his shoulder, he has an inkling you've fallen asleep with your arms around his waist, resting by your side. he has a clear view of you resting peacefully on him that he doesn't dare move another muscle unless necessary. if that means he'll sacrifice his score in the game, so be it. he'll be very chuffed to have you like this that he'll ignore his game half the time just to look at you. (it ends fairly quickly and you find yourself in bed with him by your side; he'll claim that he was tired but really, he just wants to rest with you in his arms properly)

[🐯] beomgyu beomgyu is more than willing to have you sit on his lap as he plays his game. he's super enthusiastic about every question you have and even pushes you to try to play the game if you show interest. but when all you admit to him is that you just wanna be close to him and be near him, he'll be a little too cocky for his own good (or the softest marshmallow, there's no in-between). whenever you cheer him on that he's doing well, he won't really respond but deep down, he remembers every single compliment you give him or respond through actions by kissing your shoulder without tearing his gaze from the screen. he notices when you're growing tired as you start to lean back and your head rests on one of his shoulders. he slyly dips down a bit, giving you easier access to rest your head and soon he feels you lulling to sleep as your body grows heavier on top of him, letting go of your conscious. he sneaks a peek at you when his round ends and he smiles widely, leaning in to kiss your cheek and brush your hair back before he continues his game.

[🐿] taehyun taehyun offers to stop his game but when he sees that you're adamant to let him continue, he gives in with okay, okay, get over here. he does his best to make sure you're comfortable and when you are, that's when he plays his game while trying not to check on you too much. it makes you chuckle with the way he's attentive without looking, that you'd need to keep a hand on his face to make sure he stops turning the cheek and focus on your game, tae. he retaliates by trying to bite your hand and it continues like that for a good moment before he notices your hand isn't by his face anymore and your head is now resting on his shoulder. you shift a little so your face buries against his neck, sitting sideways a little so you can hug him and this boy has literal hearts in his eyes at the sight when he pauses the game to take in your sleeping figure on him. he half-debates bringing you to bed or staying put but quickly makes his decision by staying like that so he doesn't wake you up. he continues playing (even though he might lose a couple of rounds when he keeps turning to look at you) his game, occasionally pressing a kiss to your cheek whenever he feels like it.

[🐧] kai kai is more than welcoming with his arms spread open, putting his plushie to the side so his lap is now free for you to sit on. he's literally walking on cloud nine when he sees you grabbing the plushie to hug as you sit on him to get comfortable that he can't hold back he puts his arms around you. it takes him a good minute of persuading before he gets back to playing when all he wants to do now is hug you. he hooks his chin over your shoulder (a headrest, he calls it) and keeps his hand on the keyboard and mouse to continue playing his game. you chuckle whenever he nuzzles the side of his head against the side of yours and it makes you squeeze the plushie with one hand, the other lapping over one of his arms to soothingly rub shapes on his skin. he knows you've fallen asleep when the grip you have on him loosens and you rest your head against the side of his. he sits back and watches as your body follows him and the slight shift of your body on him lets him know you're deep in sleep. he turns a little, brushing his lips against your temple to press a kiss before he resumes his game; making his mind that once he finishes this game, he'll bring you to bed to sleep more comfortably.

#txt reactions #txt scenarios #txt reaction #txt scenario #soobin scenarios #soobin x reader #yeonjun scenarios #yeonjun x reader #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu x reader #taehyun scenarios #taehyun x reader #huening kai scenarios #hueningkai x reader

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deedee-sims · 1 year

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Tutorial - extracting stuff from Disco Elysium (+ viewing the models in blender)

Due to... recent events, I decided to finally get myself to write a tutorial about this, because all I found was some half-assed reddit comments when I was trying to figure out how to do it sometime last year.

I'll show you how to extract... pretty much everything (including voice lines) from the game.

This is a beginner tutorial, so you don't have to know shit about any of these programs, I'll try to explain everything.

I promise it's pretty easy! I extracted stuff from various games, and this is one of the easiest I ever did, so yeah.

You'll need:

Disco Elysium on PC

AssetStudio

Blender

+1 Interfacing

+2 Endurance (mostly to survive my bad jokes)

First of all, open AssetStudio. You don't have to install it or anything, just unzip the file you downloaded and open the program inside (AssetStudioGUI).

This is how the bad boy looks like, we'll be able to see the asset list on the left and the preview on the right.

Click on File../Load Folder.

Select the folder where the game is installed. For me it's Steam\steamapps\common\Disco Elysium\disco_Data. You can load individual files too, but it's easier to just list everything and then filter them imo.

Wait... for a while. It's a lot of assets. Make a tea or something (hydration is important).

After everything loaded up, click on the Asset List tab. You can see all the stuff! Well, it's rather confusing. Let's see what is what!

If you click on Filter Type, you can see the types of the assets. These are:

AnimationClip: I think these are supposed to be the animations, you can export them if you select an animator asset alongside and right click Export Animator + selected Animation Clips (couldn't get the animation to play but that's probably on me).

Animator: These are the rigged models, you can export them to .fbx format, but I couldn't figure out what to do with them in Blender because they were kinda distorted (funnily enough, when I imported it to the shitty Milkshape program it showed up just fine... and people wonder why I prefer shitty Milkshape XD) Anyway, I hope someone can figure this out that actually knows something about Blender lol.

Audio Clip: Sounds, voice lines, background music. (.wav format)

Font: Well, fonts. Can be exported and installed to your device like any fonts.

Mesh: 3D models of the characters, objects, scenes. (.obj format)

MonoBehaviour: No fucking clue.

Shader: Shaders for the game. Not interesting in our case.

Sprite: Images that the game uses: portraits, object thumbnails, user interface elements.

Texture 2D: The textures that belong to the 3D models. (.png format)

TextAsset: ??

VideoClip: The stuff that plays when you open the game.

You can preview any assets (well, the ones that you can preview), if you click on them. You can view them in the right panel.

You can extract by left click on the asset in the list -> Export selected assets. You can select multiple assets and export them at the same time.

The program will ask you to select a folder where you want to export the stuff. It'll export them into separate folders, by assets.

Well, yeah, now you know what is what, and how to extract them, but there are still a lot of assets. Good news, you can filter them with the little search bar too, if you type in some gibberish! Some stuff are a little tricky to find.

Voice lines are grouped by task / place, so if you know where the particular thing takes place, you can try to filter for those. The assets are named with the speaker's name - either a character or a skill. I think the numbers mean some kind of order, but I couldn't really figure it out. If you click on one of them, you can preview, and listen to it in the right panel! Super easy! (if you want your own daba-doop-doop-dead it's Kim Kitsuragi-YARD HANGED MAN-556. Just saying)

For objects and characters, you can find them by name, although some characters are named differently. Like, Harry is referred as Tequila in the game files.

Basically if you want to have a character or an object extracted, you’ll need to extract a mesh and a texture that belongs to it. You can quite literally play dress-up game with Harry, because all of his clothes are separate files (and named with kinda the clothing item name). The Kineema has multiple parts (exterior - interior - door - whatever else).

Anyway, let's move on to the Blender part before I forget how to do it (I learned it this morning lol). (Disclaimer: I don't know jack shit about Blender, I use it for extracting stuff and creating the simplest shapes in existence. I use the godforsaken program Milkshape on a daily basis.)

Open Blender.

Hit delete to get rid of this beautiful default cube.

File.../Import.../Wavefront (.obj)

Select the thing you want to import (I'll import the gremlin child).

There he is! And he doesn't fucking care!

Btw, you can zoom with the middle mouse button scroll or middle mouse button + Ctrl, rotate with middle mouse button, move the view with middle mouse button + Shift. So you can see his itty-witty mischievous face from very close!

Now, that's great, but he doesn't have textures still. First of all, change the Viewport Shading to Material Preview.

Select him (just click on him, you'll see an orange outline). And go to the Material Properties tab on the side.

Click on the little dot next to Base Color, and select Image Texture.

Click on the Open button that appeared out of nowhere, and search for the Cuno texture.

Tada! He looks beautiful now! (and he still doesn’t fucking care)

You can do the same with any 3D models, objects from the game, really.

Well, that's it lol. I hope it made sense! And I really hope someone runs away with extracting the animators + animations, because I'm pretty sure it's doable, I just have no clue how.

#disco elysium #tutorial #nonsims #well kinda sims if you want to convert stuff from this game i guess

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➤ XDH EM: "Honey,I know you're busy but... Let me just roll over in your lap?"(REACT)

WARNINGS: nfsw, thigh riding, dirty words, smut.

GUN-IL: your boyfriend was busy trying to fix a very important part of his drum kit, you were just watching him from the bed, feeling needy and excited, gun-il was wearing a tank top showing off his muscles and sweatpants, he was sitting on the chair at the computer desk with his legs a little open and that made several things go through his head, but as he knew he was busy he decided to ask for something "quicker".

- when you went to him calling him with a sly voice he had already deduced what you wanted, he knows you too well to be able to decipher all your tones of voice;

- he even thought about refusing, but seeing your cute face and noticing your legs brushing against each other lightly he ended up surrendering "it's ok love, you can roll on me, but nothing more than that ok? I need to finish getting ready this piece still exists today", you agreed and then he pulled you onto his lap;

- you fit right between his legs, right where you wanted, already letting out a low moan, gun-il on the outside was neutral, but inside you knew that in the end he wouldn't resist;

- and that's exactly what happened, at first it was even calm, you just started to roll slowly, but as the minutes went by you were riding at a fast pace under his shorts, with his hands squeezing your breasts and his lips marking yours neck, completely forgetting to continue arranging the sacred drum piece.

JUNGSU: you and jungsu were already ready to sleep, in your pajamas and smelling good from the recent shower you took, but your boyfriend was too busy reading a college book and you were in need, needing him for days, but because of your studies jungsu refused any long moments of affection with you, so with that you made the request that would be more accessible for both of you.

- he pouted in the form of denial at first, but soon he changed his mind (after all, he also needed you);

- "I would refuse because I really need to finish reading this, and we already took a shower... but you know I can't say no to you, come here baby";

- Jungsu patted his own thighs and opened his arms ready to accommodate you, you climbed onto his lap and hugged the boy's neck, he hugged your waist and left quick kisses on your neck;

- you started to roll slowly, and he continued reading the book, but it seems that this only made your situation worse, the excitement only grew and then you said in his ear "baby, that alone won't do it, I need all of you and inside me", that would have been the last straw for the boy who couldn't resist and ended up surrendering, dropping the book on the bed and attacking your lips, squeezing your waist and helping you roll with more precision.

GAON: you watched your super-focused boyfriend from bed assembling his gaming PC, Gaon invented this and since then he spent days just focusing on it, forgetting that you needed his attention, and now you needed it more than ever, almost freaking out, wanting those skillful hands on your body instead of being on the computer part, you went to him and made the request in the slyest voice you could do, rubbing your legs on purpose so he could notice how excited you are.

- Jiseok looked at you and laughed softly seeing your situation, he said "and how can I trust that that's all you'll want from me?";

- after you insisted a lot, he ended up accepting, pulling you onto his lap without much patience and placing you right on top of his dick;

- "well, you promised, now you have to keep it, in the meantime I'll continue building the PC";

- you were fighting your hardest to control your excitement, but with every shake you gave your head imagined more, especially feeling the volume beneath you, despite trying to act tough your boyfriend wouldn't resist for long, soon he would have invaded her pants with one hand and was fucking her clit.

O.DE: you approached seungmin confidently, with all the tricks up your sleeve ready to convince him to give you what you want so much, your boyfriend was busy trying to compose a new song since the morning, you spent the whole day without gaining attention and then decided to act, you called him and he looked at you attentively, looking you up and down, noticing your black sweater that he loved, you took the opportunity to make the request.

- the moment you made the order, Seungmin immediately dropped the notebook on the table and moved the chair away, facing you, slapping his own thighs (let's face it, O.de doesn't seem like the kind of guy who plays tough );

- you giggled and sat on his lap, stood up a little and hugged his neck, his hands went straight to your ass, grabbing your buttocks eagerly;

- "was it that easy to convince you? I thought you would play hard to get", you would say, he would respond "how could I play hard to get with you picking on my weak spot?", he said referring to the shirt;

- a smile formed on your lips, he brought your lips together and the kiss quickly deepened, you wasted no time and started rolling against him, feeling his hands squeezing your buttocks tighter and tighter.

JUNHAN: the day was boring, you couldn't find anything to do and you wanted at least a little touch, even if it was light, from your boyfriend, but he was busy watching his favorite anime, tired of this situation you went to him who was sitting on the couch, without warning Previously, you sat on his lap, blocking his view, Junhan complained a little and you, in your convincing way, made the order for him.

- "Is love serious? I'm... I need to finish the anime and you know... I don't know how to give you all the attention you want", he said shyly, being true only in the anime part, despite being shy Junhan knows how to give you all the attention you want;

- you insisted a little more until he ended up giving in and nodding his head;

- he left his large hands on your back, making a slow caress, causing you to shiver, Junhan turned his attention to the television when you laid your head on his shoulder, rolling slowly, but reaching the right spot;

- you started to hear soft moans coming from junhan, you grabbed his chin and brought your lips together, it didn't take long for him to surrender and things started to take a more advanced turn.

JOOYEON: you went to visit your boyfriend in the company's practice room, taking advantage of the opportunity to put your plan into practice. Once there you exchanged quick kisses and hugs, had lunch and talked a little, but Jooyeon was busy rehearsing a possible new song on the bass, so you took advantage, before he picked up the bass you sat on his lap smiling, he couldn't hide that I wanted that too, the wide smile he opened demonstrated that.

- in fact, you didn't even need to ask for anything, just your look made him know what you were going to ask for, he made a thoughtful expression and said "you know that we are at great risk of being seen, right, princess?";

- you replied "please love, it will be quick, I promise", he laughed and agreed, taking his hands to your waist;

- so you started, trying your best not to make any noise since you knew the risk was big, Jooyeon just enjoyed the sensation, biting her lips and squeezing your waist;

- just like gun-il he wouldn't resist, it was so quick and natural that when they realized it you were already on all fours facing him on the living room sofa, covering your mouth to hold back your moans.

#xdinary heroes fanfic #xdh imagines #xdinary heroes x reader #xdinary heroes imagines #xdinary hard hours #xdh smut #xdinary heroes smut #gunil smut #jungsu smut #o.de smut #gaon smut #junhan smut #jooyeon smut

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