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#the fact that these are all from the first 15 minutes 😭
p3terparker · 2 months
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𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: leon is too shy to make a move on you
𝘄/𝗰: 0.7k
𝗮/𝗻: this is my first leon fic and i haven’t written in months so please be nice to me 😭 i hope you guys enjoy!! ♡
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it’s no secret leon is shy. ever since the beginning of your relationship– which was months ago– you were always the one to initiate things between you two, not just sexually. he was too shy even to hold your hand or start a cuddle session. you don’t mind that; in fact, you even find it quite cute how he starts to blush when you do something as simple as kissing him on his cheek, but sometimes you don’t always want to be the one to make a move, which is why you had completely deprived him of any physical touch.
you can tell he’s bothered. he’s been staring at you as soon as you two sat on the couch together and put on your guy’s favorite TV show. he not so subtly coughs to get your attention too, but you choose to ignore that as you hold back a giggle. it’s obvious he wants to cuddle, but you’re not going to give him what he wants unless he does it himself.
as the show progresses to the next episode, you finally decide to speak up after feeling his eyes on you throughout the entirety of the first episode.
“you need something leon?” you ask while looking away from the TV you were watching.
“w-what? oh um, no. why do you ask?” he stumbles over his words as a slight blush creeps over his face.
“because you’ve been staring at me ever since you got home” you giggle
“oh.. sorry” he murmurs out timidly while finally looking away from your face and towards the TV.
that was the last thing that was said before the next episode started and you were engulfed in the show you were watching again.
it didn’t take long for his attention to fall back onto you, staring at you in disbelief because you’re not giving him what he wants. it’s killing you inside to not just wrap yourself in his arms, but you have to stand strong. you continue watching your show for another 15 minutes before leon finally reaches his breaking point.
“why are you doing this to me?”
you pause the show and get a good look at his face. he has a small pout and a look of sadness painted all over his face which causes you to feel a twinge of pain in your chest.
“doing what?”
“ignoring me”
“i’m not–”
“yes you are. you didn’t give me a hug or kiss when i got home and now you’re not cuddling with me like you always do” he cuts you off and lets the words pour out frustratedly.
you kind of feel bad but at the same time can’t help yourself from laughing at how frustrated he is over an issue he could’ve avoided by just making a move on you.
“you know you could’ve kissed me and cuddled me yourself, right?”
now he’s silent because you just called him out.
“yeah but… i don’t know how” he timidly says.
“what do you mean you don’t know how?”
“you make me nervous. you’re my first relationship and i don’t know how to initiate anything between us without making things awkward” he quietly states, barely able to make eye contact with you.
“aww leon, come here” you say while finally embracing him. you can feel the tension release from his body as soon as he lays his head on your chest.
“you could never make things awkward between us leon. and as for me making you nervous, do you know how nervous you make me? like seriously, you’re insanely hot and also have the sweetest personality ever”
“stoppp” he whines but gives you a look that tells you he secretly loves what you’re saying.
“alright alright, but i'm serious leon. nothing you say or do could make things awkward between us. you don’t know how much i want you to initiate something for once, i’m tired of practically wearing the pants in our relationship” you laugh while semi-joking.
you don’t know if it’s the entirety of the little speech you gave him or the comment about you wearing the pants in your relationship that caused a change in his demeanor, but suddenly he flipped your position to where he has you pinned beneath him on the couch and passionately kissed you.
“who’s wearing the pants now?”
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lxkeee · 2 months
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Helloo, I was wondering if it was alright for u to write a lucifer x male reader where the reader is also a powerful demon and goes with lucifer to visit Charlie in the dad beat dad episode, and Charlie is just like OMG i have two dads now, this is awesome
if u don't write for male reader, then feel free to change or ignore this lol
MY GAYDAR IS NEVER WRONG!
—Lucifer Morningstar x m! Reader
warnings: mentions of s*icide.
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When Charlie called Lucifer, he was excited that his daughter wanted to invite him to see the hotel. He thought he would be able to handle it.
In fact, he did not.
The poor man had a complete mental breakdown as he over thought what would happen, how would he act around his daughter, what should he say, and etc.
So, he decided to ask for help and he just knows the right person for that.
His beloved boyfriend of one year, [y/n].
Backstory time,
Lucifer has been seeing and secretly dating the man for a year already, it took a while but he got charmed okay? [Y/n] is literally so charming, very handsome, very chivalrous.... And very tall...
And is a pianist.
Lucifer met [y/n] in a famous restaurant, that only elites or the rich can enter. [Y/n] so happens to own that restaurant.
The only reason he was there at that time was because the other seven deadly sins wanted to have a get together.
As the dinner with the other seven deadly sins progressed, Lucifer was enamored the whole night, his eyes staring at the tall and graceful man sitting in the middle of the restaurant as he played the piano for the guests so beautifully.
Asmodeus even teased him, making the king of hell blush.
That's where his frequent visit to the restaurant started.
Lucifer claims that he just wanted to listen to the man play and nothing else.
Of course, [y/n] noticed his frequent visits and decided to approach the smaller man.
Of course, Lucifer was cautious.
Lucifer was suspicious why the man looked more humane than others, aside from his sharp teeth.
Eventually, the two slowly got along and then slowly developed romantic feelings for each other.
They started telling each other their stories too.
Lucifer found out [y/n] was a pianist when he was still alive, he was born in the 1920's and died in 1945.
[Y/n] died as passionless artist, who lost his inspiration and will to live.
But despite all that, [y/n] managed to find his passion for music again in hell and despite the era he was born in, he managed to go with the flow of time.
Yes, he knows gen z slang 😭
He's got serious problems when it comes to saying "lmao" "purr" and "slay"
Anyways, after finding out and realizing why [y/n] is here is because the sin he committed is that he didn't appreciate the life was given to him and decided to take it away by his own hands.
Lucifer's caution around the man was gone and maybe, not all sinners are bad.
[y/n] confessed first and Lucifer reciprocated by giving the taller man a kiss (he had to pull down [y/n]'s tie okay?)
And Lucifer didn't regret it, [y/n] is a passionate lover. A green flag of all green flags.
“Why are you here? You're so nice, you shouldn't be here.”
“If I was up there, then I wouldn't have the pleasure of meeting you and calling you mine.” [y/n] said with a confused tone.
Unaware rizz.
This man, doesn't know how much his words affect Lucifer.
And the fact he can carry Lucifer bridal style and calls him his muse is the cherry on top.
Anyways, back to the scenario. I'm done with the backstory lmao
Lucifer decided to text [y/n] telling him about the situation, wanting emotional support as he's nervous going to an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar people.
He thought [y/n] wouldn't be able to come as the man got work but he was wrong as not 15 minutes later, [y/n] bursts through the door looking absolutely disheveled.
[y/n] ran like his life depended on it.
“My muse, I am hereeee...” the poor tall man wheezed out, hunched on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.
Lucifer had to help the man out by using his wings to dry him up.
“Better?”
“Better, thanks my love.”
Lucifer had to explain the situation to him on the way to the hotel and [y/n] giving him peptalk after.
After arriving at the hotel, [y/n] stayed at the side while he watched Lucifer interact with the others.
He swore he heard the pink arachnid say, “Is anyone's gaydar going off right now?”
“It's just you, Angel.” the gray haired girl says with a deadpan.
After Charlie introduced the rest, she noticed the taller male companion who came with her dad. The male was just admiring the interior of the hotel.
Tall, dark, and handsome.
“So... Dad, how about you introduce me to your friend that you brought over?” Charlie asked, making the two males flinch in surprise.
[y/n] giggling as he watched the flustered look on Lucifer's face.
The two males just looked at each other, having a silent conversation.
“Do you want to tell her?” is what [y/n]'s facial expression says based on the raised eyebrow.
“I guess it's time to tell her.” Lucifer says through his facial expression, as a sigh left his lips.
The others just stared in silence as the two males looked at each other in silent conversation.
“Charlie, this is [y/n]... My... Significant other.”
After Lucifer introduced the unknown man, Charlie's jaw dropped.
So did the other's.
The only thing Charlie can think is “Holy shit, I'll have two dads.”
“SEE?! I FUCKING TOLD YOU THAT MY GAYDAR IS POPPING OFF SINCE THEY ARRIVED”
It was a wild night. From the dad off, some loan sharks deciding to cause a mess. (Charlie has three dads now)
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Do you guys want this as a series? I'm thinking of actually writing this concept because aihsjans it's so cutee and interesting 😭🤭
Also, I absolutely write for male readers as I myself is a man 🤭 aosjsi maybe I should write more Lucifer x male! Reader?
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smoothies-are-cool · 1 month
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everybody talks
boyfriend! matt sturniolo x girlfriend! reader
summary: everybody talks is matt and readers “song”. they sing it all the time together but when matt and his brothers get covid they have to quarantine so matt can’t see his girlfriend.
warnings: swearing, kissing, pet names (baby, sweetheart, handsome, beautiful), being sick??.
a/n: @worldlxvlys told me to write this one next so here it is!! this might be a stupid idea but i thought it was kinda cute
me and my boyfriend matt have been dating for a year and 5 months. on our one year anniversary we decided to hard launch our relationship. the fans were a little rocky at first but after seeing our relationship over the last 5 months, they’ve grown to really love us together.
one day when nick was live, the fans could see me and matt screaming and dancing the lyrics of ‘everybody talks’ by neon trees. that was when we told them that was our favorite song to listen to when we’re together.
me and matt hadn’t seen each other in 2 weeks due to the fact him and his 2 brothers had gotten covid. he texted me everyday, telling me how much he misses me. i obviously missed him too. going from seeing him everyday to not seeing him for 2 weeks was definitely weird.
when the friday video came out i watched it, laughing as nick turned his ipad screen around to show my boyfriend. nick and chris had both tested negative, but matt was still testing positive so he was stuck in his room for a while longer. since matt was the only one who could drive, they filmed this video in the car.
15 minutes into watching the video, matt decides to burst out into song.
“and that is when i kissed herrrr.” he sings, bopping his head. i laugh, going to look at the comments.
user: awww matt singing him and y/n’s song 🥹
user: AW IS MATT MISSING Y/N??
user: matt bursting out into song im cackling 😭
user: HELP THE FACT THAT MATT IS ALWAYS THINKING ABOUT Y/N I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE
i smile as i scroll through the comments. suddenly a wave of sadness washes over me and i miss my boyfriend more than ever. 2 weeks has been long enough. i shrug, grabbing my keys and slipping on my uggs. rushing to my car, i immediately back out of my apartment building parking lot.
10 minutes later i pull into his driveway. slamming my car door shut, i walk up the front door and knock. chris opens the door.
“hey y/n?” he says, a questioning tone in his voice. “matt’s still sick.” he tells me.
“i know. i just didn’t wanna wait any longer to see him.” i explain, waiting for him to let me in. he moves to the side and opens the door wider.
“he’s streaming right now. just so you know.” i thank chris and walk past him.
i walk right up to matt’s room, knocking on his door.
“go away.” he yells and i laugh slightly. he must’ve changed his mind because he yells a, “come in.”
i walk into his room and he’s sitting at his gaming desk, his eyes towards the door.
“hi baby.” i softly say, walking over to matt and straddling his lap. i put my legs through the holes of the chair, making it more comfortable for us. my arms go around his neck, pulling him closer to me.
“what are you doing here sweetheart, i don’t wanna get you sick.” matt tells me, hesitantly wrapping an arm around me.
“i don’t care, i just wanted to see you.” i put my head in his neck. he wraps his other arm around me, holding me tightly.
“alright guys, i got my girl with me so i’m gonna head off. thank you all for tuning in.” he tells the stream, ending it and turning off his pc.
“how are you feeling baby?” i ask him, getting off his lap and standing up.
“a little better. i probably look like shit.” he laughs slightly. i shake my head, walking closer to him so i can wrap my arms around his neck.
“that’s impossible. you always look handsome. my handsome boyfriend.” i beam and his face goes red. i slowly move my face closer to his. just as my lips were about to touch his, he pulls away.
“i don’t wanna get you sick beautiful.” he whispers, his face so close to mine i can feel his breath.
“i don’t care.” i tell him. he quickly presses my lips to his, his hands planting themselves on my hips.
“i’m glad you’re here, i missed you so much.” he smiles, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
“i missed you more.” i laugh.
“you know, people are gonna be talking about the fact that i called you sweetheart on the stream.” he points out, and i can’t help but laugh more.
“it’s okay, let them talk. everybody talks.” i tell him, smiling ear to ear.
a/n: okay hi. i didn’t know how to end this so we got that
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ponderingmoonlight · 4 months
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what if you were a sorcerer who was dating nanami and when you came back from some mission abroad you got to meet itadori and watch nanami be all dad-like (and itadori obviously loves you)
I LOVED this idea and I thank you in the name of everyone reading this fic for suggesting it before what happened last episode 😭 Please let me know what you think!
Nanami's girlfriend watching Nanami being in full dad mode with Yuji
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Pairing: Nanami x girlfriend!reader
Word Count: 1,6k
Synopsis: After finally coming back home from a mission far away, all you want to do is seeing your precious boyfriend Kento again. But instead of a afternoon of cuddling him, you get to see him act like a real dad towards a new student.
Warnings: Really none, mild language here and there, Nanami being the best dad ever, this is the comfort we all need
It’s been a hell of a month. A month of desperately fighting against countless curses, a month away from the love of your life. At first it was like a punch in your face, realizing that you won’t be able to see Kento within the next weeks. And even though you texted every free minute and he called you every night, you missed him more than anything. But now, you’re finally on your way back. Back into your normal life, back into the open arms of your boyfriend.
Your feet carry you down the path to Jujutsu High on their own, remembered with every fiber of your being. Despite all the horrible things you had to endure, being a jujutsu sorcerer feels like your unshakable fate. Even better that Kento is right by your side every step of the way.
“(y/n), is that you? Haven’t see ya for ages! Heard you did really well at…wherever you were”, Gojo shouts from afar.
Your heart jumps up and down in joy, turning around and waving at him frantically. Oh, you never thought you’d miss seeing his stupid grin every morning this much.
“I’m just glad it’s over. Hey, did you see Kento? I’m searching for him”, you reply.
Please, let him be at Jujutsu High. When he called you yesterday, he wasn’t sure whenever he’ll have to leave for a mission today or not. Maybe he’s still here, maybe you’ll be able to help him out. Fighting by his side definitely sounds better than waiting another second to see him, even though all you want to do right now is lay down and sleep for 15 hours straight.
“Oh, he’s in the main building, talking with a new student. You should pay them a visit, I’m sure Yuji will love you.”
Yuji, huh? You haven’t heard his name before. To be honest, the only new student you know of his Megumi Fushiguro. Were you really gone that long? You sign to yourself before shaking your head, a smile forming itself on your lips.
Other than your boyfriend, you love to greet the new students with all your heart. After all, they are your future, the ones who will look after everything when you are gone. It’s your responsibility as well to make them feel welcomed, right?
“In the classroom?”
“Yup. I have to leave now, send my best wishes to precious Nanami!”
You giggle to yourself with a wide smile, moving towards the main building of Jujutsu High, Gojo’s dumb grin still present in your mind. Despite the fact that Kento tells you over and over how annoying that white-haired man is, you know that he still likes him deep down.
Deep deep down.
“Kento?”, you gently question into the biggest classroom in the building, eyes peaking through the door ever so slightly.
Your heart jumps in confusion. Huh, he’s not there. But Gojo sounded so sure of his words. Also, he just came back from the main building, so he knew for sure…
“Where the hell are you”, you mutter to yourself, roaming around the different rooms like a lost puppy.
Until suddenly, your ears perk up.
“Nanami-sensei, I’m looking forward working with you!” a young male voice announces with so much passion that you just have to draw closer.
Wait, did that boy just call your boyfriend Nanami-sensei?
“I’m not a teacher here, don’t call me sensei.”
You giggle to yourself at the annoyed tone in Kento’s voice. Oh, you just know that this touched his heart, without any doubt. Even if he’d never admit it.
“Sorry, it’s just that I think I can learn a lot from you. Gojo-sensei told me about your abilities and I want to be as good as you someday!”
Your heart melts in an instant against the wall, a gently smile plastered on your face. What a sweet boy. Is he the one Gojo talked about earlier, the new student who just arrived named Yuji?
“I’m just here to do my work, Itadori”, your boyfriend remarks dryly.
You bet he crossed his arms in front of his chest, his tall figure lingering over the boy as if he wouldn’t care about his words at all. But you know him better than that. You know he’ll tell you about all the things this student said just before drifting off to sleep that night. Your fingertips begin to tickle, body aching to move closer to the door, to enter it, to finally see your boyfriend again. It’s been so long since you last saw him him, months without sinking into his opened arms.
Fuck it.
“Kento”, you breathe out, body stumbling through the door when you finally catch a glimpse of him.
Oh, he looks just as good as you imagined. Hair neatly trimmed as usual, broad chest covered by his dark blue shirt with his sleeved rolled up ever so slightly and his strong arms crossed.
The eyes of the boy in front of him widen, a bright grin forming on his lips when catching a glimpse of you.
“You must be the new student. Welcome at Jujutsu High! My name is (y/n) and I am a grade 1 sorcerer and this man’s girlfriend. If you have any questions don’t hesitate to call me”, you interduce yourself warmly along with giving him a soft clap on his shoulder.
“You are Nanami-sensei’s girlfriend?”, he repeats without thinking twice.
“Don’t call me that”, Kento grumbles.
“It’s so nice to finally see you again, sweetheart. I missed you”, he continues, placing his hand around your waist in a way that makes you see stars.
Your heart skips a beat, body falling against his in an instant. If he only knew how much you missed him too, how much it touches you to finally be able to lean against his shoulder again. But you will have to put your longing feelings aside until the evening. After all, Kento still has work to do as it seems.
“It’s an honour to meet you, (y/n)-sensei! I hope to work with you someday.”
“Oh, you definitely will”, you giggle at the sweet boy with pink hair in front of you.
“I’ll leave now for my mission.”
“Wait”, Nanami interrupts immediately.
You look up at your boyfriend in surprise. Why is his jaw suddenly so tight?
“There is no way I will let you go there alone.”
“But Nanami-sensei-”
“Don’t call me that. As far as I know, this might be a grade 1 curse. I won’t let you go on your own.”
Oh god, he’s worried. Despite he tries to hide it so miserably, it’s written on his slightly scrunched up face.
You desperately try to hide the grin that starts creeping up your facial features from your boyfriend, covering your cheeky mouth with your hand. It was rare for you to actually see him around his students. And while you know very well how much he cares for him, you never thought he’d sound like a full-on dad while talking to them.
“So you’ll come with me?”
The eyes from the boy in front of you light up immediately, jumping up and down in joy while your boyfriend signs next to you.
“Come on, show a little mercy”, you mutter into his ear amused.
“Get going, Itadori-kun. I don’t want to be late for dinner.”
“Of course, Nanami-sensei. Oh, it was really nice to meet you, (y/n)-sensei, I really hope I’ll see you again someday.”
“Come on or we’ll be late”, your boyfriend protests.
-later that evening-
“How are you doing, love? Does it still hurt?”
Gently, you rub the ointment on the minor wound that is left on his right side, eyes locked with his gorgeous ones.
“Don’t worry, I’m alright. It’s Itadori-kun I’m worried about.”
“You seem to really care about this boy”, you comment softly, hands busy with bandaging him up.
“Not in the way you suggest”, he immediately replies, serious eyes locking with yours.
Pictures of your first encounter with Yuji flood your mind, how your boyfriend spoke to him and refused to let him go on his own. And even now, he seems to have this boy on his precious mind.
“You kinda act like a dad though.”
His eyes widen in horror, hand grabbing your shoulder faster than you’re able to react.
“That’s not true.”
“I doubt it”, you challenge him with a bright smile, bursting out in uncontrollable giggling.
With a swift motion he places himself on top of you, staring down at you in all seriousness with a minor spark of humour glimmering in his eyes while you can’t catch your breath from all the laughter.
“I’m not acting like a dad.”
“Oh, you totally do”, you press out, the sheer weight of his immense body on top of yours making it hard to breathe along with snickering your heart out.
“I just don’t want him to get hurt. He’s still in his first year and new at Jujutsu High. Also, I’m not fully convinced that Gojo takes good care of him”, Nanami explains briefly.
“Well, that’s exactly what good dads do.”
“(y/n)”, he warns you.
He wraps his arms around you so tightly that you aren’t even able to see his face anymore, dying of laughter against his chest while making a few miserable attempts to free yourself out of his grip. God, how much you love that man. How much you love the way he cares about others while not admitting to himself, how he looks after people before thinking even about himself. Kento Nanami has a heart made out of pure gold that he shows far too rare.
“But do you…do you really think I’d be a good dad?”
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mauvecherie-writes · 1 month
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endless melodies - l.hamilton.
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pairing: lewis hamilton x fem!oc;jamilah riley
part: [i], [ii], iii
summary: Oh god! It’s only been a few days and Jamilah has a crush. But so does Lewis. With a chance encounter.
warning: 18+ mdni, shameless and corny flirting from both sides, dirty? dancing.
notes: smau + written scenes. Please like, comment and share.
tags: @queenshikongo3 @dhlfastestlap @hersinsarescarlet @emjayewrites @saintslewis @serpenttines-library @hopefulromantic1 @cocobutterqwueen @bluesole16 @chaneajoyyy @melodichaeuxx-lacritquexx @felicity-x0 @lewisroscoelove @lh44adore @hellomadamebutterfly @scorpiobleue @qveenmelanink @tremendousstarlighttragedy
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Jamilah had forgotten what it was like to have a crush.
To get giddy just at the sight of their name. The urge to keep wanting to talk to them all the time, even just about the most mundane things because you love having their attention.
That was how she felt talking to Lewis.
Ever since he slid into her DM’s on Instagram, they have been talking every day. Jamilah really enjoyed talking to him. Over time, she saw that they had a lot of things in common, especially when it came to music and fashion.
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*picture of jeans*
In response to his message, she sent him a 10 second voice note of herself laughing. “Did that sound better in your head?” She asked in between breaths. Jamilah had tears in her eyes from how hard she had laughed.
Two minutes had not even passed before Lewis had replied to her voice note with one of his own. His chuckle was first before his voice followed. “It did sound better in my head. But I stand by what I said. Don’t go overboard with the outfit, your face already tops off the look.”
His voice was so soothing. Deep with a rich baritone. She took a deep breath as she listened to the voice notes again. The way his voice seemed to wash over her and settled within the lower part of her abdomen.
Then she felt her pussy clench when she heard his soft laughter.
She was fucked. Deeply fucked.
Voices had always been her weakness but she was completely caught off guard with the way her body reacted to a 15 second voice note.
Deciding to ignore the way his voice made her feel, it finally dawned onto her that Lewis had called her beautiful, twice. Jamilah sighed as she collapsed onto her hotel bed as a grin sketched on her face.
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jamilah.riley Paris, it’s always a pleasure 💋 #PFW.
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lewishamilton I was right after all 😌.
⤷jamilah.riley lewishamilton Indeed you were.
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*link to the song*
- 3 Days Later -
“This is getting ridiculous.” Jamilah sighed to herself. She was a grown ass woman. She should not be feeling like this for a man, especially after ending things with Jackson but she couldn’t help it. Lewis had sent her a message saying that he would be unavailable because he was going to a friend’s party. It was such a bare minimum thing for him to do but his level of communication was very welcoming.
Jackson had stopped doing that for her in year four of their relationship, expecting her to just be okay with his lack of communication. And every time she tried to raise the issue, she was met with indifference, defensiveness and deflection.
Lewis had been in her life for a relatively short time and the change was drastically different and the hopeless romantic inside of her was failing to pump the brakes on her growing crush.
I need a drink. She thought to herself.
Jamilah focused on finishing getting ready as she had been invited to Raye’s album release party. She was a peer and a dear friend so Jamilah was not going to miss it for the world.
She needed a break.
Outside of working on new music and public appearances that she had committed to, Jamilah barely had any time to let loose. Her and Jackson shared friendship circles and as of late, he seemed to just be everywhere with his new girlfriend. Jamilah did not want to be a part of that. She was not ready to face him or her.
Jamilah took one final look of herself in the mirror and blew herself a kiss.
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jamilah.riley wow, im so hot.
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amalriley my sister is really that girl!
⤷jamilah.riley amalriley and don’t you ever forget it.
lewishamilton pretty 🫶🏾
⤷jamilah.riley lewishamilton thank youuu 🥰
⤷user234 lewishamilton you can’t keep getting away with this!
user67 This is his second time being caught on this side of the streets. I’ve got your tea Mr Hamilton!
teamlh144 I think someone has a crush 🤭 I don’t blame him, I’d be down bad for her too.
thatgirljodie Okay, this dress is mine now.
⤷jamilah.riley thatgirljodie you fucking wish!
Jamilah and her sister were late to the party but only by an hour. Traffic in London, especially on a Saturday night, was a bitch. But they were here now and Jamilah was welcomed by so many of her peers. Her hiatus had been longer than she expected but she had truly needed it.
”This place is packed!” Her little sister, Amal spoke from beside her as they ventured through the crowd. Jamilah had Amal tag along to the party as they were spending time with each other whilst Jamilah was in London before flying out to New York.
“Yeah. So stay close.” Jamilah replied.
“Didn’t plan on going far anyway.” However, immediately after saying that, Amal ran ahead of her to Jamilah’s best friend, Jodie. She rolled her eyes as she watched the two hug. She then approached them and gave Jodie a hug as well.
“I missed you.” Jodie mumbled which caused her to laugh.
“We saw each other yesterday.” Jamilah replied.
“Still.” Jodie shrugged her shoulders which caused Jamiah to shake her head. Her friend was dramatic but it came with who her best friend was. However she knew that Jodie was a little more clingy now that she had a breakthrough in her career. Jamilah became more intentional about making time for her family and friends.
After obtaining a table and some drinks for them, Jamilah made her way through the crowd to search for Raye.
Moments later, she spotted her in another section of the club, closer to the DJ booth.
“JAMILAHH!” Raye loudly exclaimed as they spotted each other.
“RAYEE!!” She yelled back as they approached each other with open arms. They stayed from side to side as they held each other in a friendly embrace.
“So good to see you! You look amazing!” Raye gushed as she held onto Jamilah’s hands.
“Thank you! And you too! Congratulations on the album. I’m so proud of you!”
“Thank you, thank you. I’m so glad everything came together wonderfully.”
“I knew you had it on you, I never doubted it for a second. The first album was enough proof that you’re not to be fucked with.”
”Ugh you’re going to make me emotional when I want to get lit right now.” Her comment caused Jamilah to laugh.
“Well then let’s get lit! We have the whole night.”
“Come with me! I want you to meet some people. They love your music.”
Raye reached for her hand and began to drag her towards a secluded area. Jamilah’s eyes finally focused on the people in front of her.
Her breath hitched in her throat.
He was standing right in front of her, looking good as ever.
His ‘Miracle Academy’ was sitting low on his face but she knew that jawline from anywhere. She had been studying it a lot lately.
He smiled at her and she could almost feel herself floating off the ground.
“You’re here!” She squealed as she got closer to Lewis.
“Yeah! I didn’t expect you to be here.” Lewis chuckled before licking his lips.
“Neither did I.” Jamilah sighed. “Raye is the friend.”
“She is indeed.” He replied.
“Oh! So you know each other already?” Raye’s eyes bounced back and forth between the two of them.
“Yeah, but this is our first meeting.” Lewis answered with his eyes still on Jamilah.
“Ooouuu, so I’m the one who unknowingly brought you two together.” Raye wiggled her eyebrows which caused Jamilah to blush and look away from the both of them. She greeted the other people Raye had wanted her to meet.
She then made her way back to Lewis. He opened his arms offering a hug. Jamilah gladly took the offer. She couldn’t help but take in the smell of his cologne. She knew that he would smell good but nothing compared to the reality.
Hints of spice and woodsy notes with accents of floral with a delicious musk scent that distinctively lingered.
Her eyes rolled behind her closed eyes.
Taking another deep breath, Jamilah pulled away.
“Hi.” He softly mumbled as he stood close to her. His gaze was so intense, she wanted to break eye contact but she couldn’t pull her eyes away. She placed her hands on her cheeks as she tried to hide the fact that she wanted to smile.
“Hi.” She said.
“Don’t get all shy on me now.” Lewis smirked which caused her to playfully roll her eyes.
“I just wasn’t expecting to see you today, that's all.”
“Me too.” Lewis said. “It wasn’t until Raye mentioned that you were late like ten minutes ago.”
“I also thought that you’d be arriving in London tomorrow.”
“I came a day early just for this. I thought I would have missed it but some things got rescheduled and I could make it.”
”Well I’m glad that you did.” Jamilah smiled.
“Me too. You have no idea how much.”
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The two of them spent the rest of the night glued to each other. Talking, laughing, drinking and dancing. They were in their own bubble, immediately getting comfortable being in each other’s presence. Due to the liquor in both of their systems, they didn’t notice the eyes on them, capturing the chemistry they shared.
Nobody Has To Know by Kranium came on which caused Jamilah to loudly gasp as a wide grin spread across her face.
“I love this song.” Jamilah exclaimed as she placed a hand on top of Lewis’s. “Come dance with me.”
”Of course Princess.” He smiled at her giggly reaction to the notes of the song.
Hearing him say the nickname caused a sudden warmth to spread across her body. They found a spot within the crowded dance floor and Jamilah turned around to press her back against his chest. A drink in one hand, she flicked her hair over her shoulder as she slowly began to bend her back and rotate her waist to the timing of the beat.
Lewis’s hands came to her waist to guide her motion. His grip wasn’t tight but it was firm enough for her to feel the imprint of his fingers beneath the fabric of her dress. His hands felt so good on her body, it lured her in so that she was leaning against his chest with his face in her neck.
His arm came around her torso and Jamilah shivered at the direct contact of his palm on her lower stomach. Lewis pulled her closer as he continued to move his body in sync with hers.
The heat, the closeness of their bodies, the feeling of his body against hers in every single way, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he rolled her hips to the tempo.
“You’re really good at dancing.” Jamilah commented as she let out a breathless sigh as he shifted his leg in hers as they whined down to the floor before getting back up.
“My fans would beg to differ.” His words were carried with a soft laugh that vibrated through her. “I’m only good at this type of dancing.”
“Good to know.” She licked her lips before bringing her cup to her lips and finishing the rest of her drink to cool off her rising temperature.
“How did you get so good at this type of dancing?” Jamilah questioned. Maybe it was the alcohol in her blood that made her so daring but she was not going to take it back.
“I could book you in for a private session. Show you exactly how I got this good.” He whispered into her ear and she almost whimpered at the words. Jamilah didn’t want her mind to go there but it shamelessly did. Images of their bodies tangled into each other, just as they were now but with far less clothes.
Jamilah needed to put some distance between her and Lewis. She turned in his arms so that they were now face to face. His cap was low but she could still see his eyes, clearer than ever. His gaze was teasing, daring her to make another move after opening that channel.
”Maybe during our studio session, I will.” Jamilah said as she stepped out of his reach.
“I’ll hold you onto that.” He replied.
“Thank you for the dance.” She smiled at him.
”Anytime.” He winked at her. The smile residing on his face caused flatters to erupt in her stomach.
Deciding to take a break from Lewis, Jamilah walked back to her table where Jodie and Amal had been sitting, watching her and Lewis for most of the night.
“Hello, Miss thang. Are we worthy of your attention now?” Jodie spoke as Jamilah situated herself in between them.
“I didn’t know he’d be here okay ? I got a little carried away, that's it.” She explained as she tucked her hair behind her ear as she poured herself another drink.
“A little carried away? I was literally about to ask you if you wanted me to book my own Uber home. The two of you looked cozy as fuck.” Amal said.
Jamilah frowned. “Were we that bad?”
“You did not see what we saw. I mean if you want to use Lewis Hamilton as your rebound, I’m not mad at that at all.” Jodie added.
”Lewis will not be my rebound. We are just friends and he accepted my request to dance. Nothing more.”
”The way that the two of you were dancing, you could have fooled us.” Amal smirked into her glass.
“I actually don’t need to explain myself to you. I’m grown and I’m doing grown shit. Let me have my fun without you guys trying to psychoanalyse everything.”
”But-.”
“Not hearing it!” Jamilah stood up, halting them from speaking any further. “You guys are ruining my vibe.” She said as she straightened her dress. Jamilah was very glad to see that the body tape on the hemline of her cleavage had not moved an inch for most of the night.
“And you call me dramatic.” Jodie laughed as she leaned back into the cushioned couch of the booth. “Just let us know when you’re ready to go home. Go have your fun.”
Jamilah rolled her eyes as she walked back to Lewis’s section. He was sitting on top of the booth couch with his legs spread as he leaned forward with his elbows on his thighs. He was now chewing on a toothpick as his eyes followed her.
His double nose piercings got caught in the glimmer of the strobe lights. She watched as his jaw tense as he moved the toothpick around.
Fuck, he was gorgeous and Jamilah felt every part of her tingling from the way that he was looking at her.
“You okay?” He asked as she got closer. Unconsciously, she stood in the gap of his thighs.
”Yeah, I’m okay. My girls are just being annoying.”
“So you ran away from them?” He raised his eyebrow.
“Only until it’s time to go home.”
“Don’t worry Princess. I’ll take care of you until then.” …
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ru’s letters: this chapter took entirely way too long to write but i had fun working on it so please do show it some love! 🫶🏾
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can i request for a cute fluffy drabble/headcanon (any is fine) of singledad!scara (who adopted a child for whatever reason) falling in love with reader who works as his child's daycare teacher. its okay if you dont want to write about this, no pressure at all! ^^
Motherly Nature
singledad!scara x fem!reader
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synopsis | Adopting a son had its ups and downs. It was really hard to take care of Ren, but at least he got to see you almost daily.
content | fluff
cw | none
a/c | @/dlgodls0731 on X (twt) (you need to see why I picked this 😼)
a/n | Of course I'll write that, the idea is so damn adorable omg 😭 FEAST YOUR EYES ON THE ART OF ONE OF MY FAV ARTISTS!!
Kinda wrote a mix of drabble and headcanon, bcz what tf did i create 🥲
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ADOPTING A SON has not been the most easy going, joyous experience many parents talked about. Of course the company is nice and all, but... it was undoubtedly hard. Especially when said child, Ren, has grown attached to the idea of having a mother. Something he could not provide with a snap of his fingers.
Nevertheless, Scaramouche grew to love his adopted son. He might be hard to deal with sometimes, but he also provided him with the opportunity to meet you. A caretaker at Ren's daycare. The first meeting with you was not how he expected it to go and he remembers that day vividly...
Scaramouche went to the daycare to pick up Ren this time, just as he promised. Usually, it was one of his subordinates going for him to pick up his son, because he's a busy man running a company. But since Ren has been complaining about it, he promised him to come pick him up himself this time around.
And oh did he not regret it. When he entered the daycare to go look for Ren, he was able to lay his eyes on you. A kind smile was adorned on your lips, as your mesmerizing eyes focused on his son, gentle reassurances leaving your lips to stop his son from crying... wait a minute—
"W-what if papa forgot me?" Ren stuttered out between hiccups, one tiny hand wiping his tears away, while the other held tightly onto your hand. You've been by his side for a while now to reassure him that his father did not, in fact, abandon him.
This was the first time Scaramouche came to pick up his son and he was running a little late. The only problem is that the little one was used to getting picked up on time by his subordinates. So his father coming in 15 minutes late was like the world is ending for Ren.
"Ren, stop crying, I'm right here." Scaramouche walked over to the two of you, kneeling down to your level with a sigh leaving his lips. His son immediately let go of you to embrace his father tightly, wanting to be comforted like you comforted him just now. But Scaramouche isn't good with words at all...
He did pick his son up in his arms and pat his back softly, but there were no verbal reassurances he's not going to abandon him. He awkwardly rubbed Ren's back in hopes he'll stop crying soon, but that didn't seem to happen. That is until you stepped in.
"Now now, there's no need to cry any longer, Ren. Your father has come to pick you up and he has never planned to leave you here." you told him in an overly sweet voice, calming the young boy to stop crying.
You now turned your attention to Scaramouche. "So you're mister Raiden, I suppose? You have an extraordinary son. He's very quick to learn and very social as well." you said, subtly appeasing the child in his arms. "I'm sure your wife and you are very proud of him."
"Right..." he replied absentmindedly. He was staring at your face, not realising what you've said, before it was too late and you already went to tend to other children. Now you thought he was married. He really just blew his chances with you.
But ever since that day, Scaramouche came to pick up Ren himself. Maybe hoping to get the chance to hold a conversation with you and explain to that he does not have a wife. Although why did he need to explain himself? That only he knew.
What he didn't expect was for Ren to grow close and fond of you. So much to the point that he wanted to call you his 'mama'. It slipped out of his mouth whenever you took care of him with your motherly nature, wiping his mouth after he ate, taking his hand when he was scared of walking the stairs.
That little guy was practically the matchmaker for the two of you! Especially when he starts calling you so lovingly...
"But mama..." you probably jinxed yourself a bit too hard, since Scaramouche was standing right there to hear his son's words. Although a bit embarrassed, he apologised to you, taking Ren, who was still reaching out for you, out of your arms.
"Mama, up up!" Ren raised his hands towards you, making grabby motions. And how could you not comply with his sweet attitude? You picked him up, but reminded him as always. "You shouldn't call me that, Ren. What if your father hears? That wouldn't be good."
"Apologies for my son's behaviour. He doesn't have a mother growing up." Scaramouche would curtly explain, hoping you wouldn't be offended by that. And you weren't. "I'm sorry to hear that..." you mumbled, assuming the worst when hearing the last sentence.
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But he was quick to reassure you that no one died or left them. Instead, he explained to you that Ren was adopted and that he doesn't have a lover of any sort, ending it on a note with: "He's been craving some motherly love that I can't give him. I apologise beforehand if he comes off bothersome."
"That makes more sense now. I was already wondering why Ren didn't look like you, Mr. Raiden. No offense."
"None taken." he assured you quickly. "Well... my son seems very fond of you and you seem like a very kind woman. Would you maybe... have the time to drink some tea together?" he tried to invite you awkwardly. Don't blame him, he's never done stuff like this before.
"Oh... I'd love to." you accepted. And how could you not, that man infront of you was handsome, rich, awkwardly cute and has an adorable son!
"Then how about this Sunday?"
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a/n 2.0 | omfg, the ending is so messy and badly written 😭 I'm sorry if this has been unsatisfying to read, the idea is so fricking good, but I can't seem to write it into something satisfying to read T T
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sonarspace · 23 days
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jjk men taking care of you
a/n: very self indulgent..😭 thinking about making the sukuna one a proper fic/series. let me know what you guys think :) content: fluff ᡣ𐭩 wc: 1.2k
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟
gojo
you're laying in bed wrapped in sheets, freezing when you hear a loud knock from the front door. you drag yourself to open the door. gojo stands in front of you. his smile vanishes when he sees your face, pale skin and red eyes.
he lets himself in. you groan, letting your head fall to his chest. "so tired, satoru". his hand pushes back the strands that cover your eyes, "oh baby" and he pouts at you.
he wraps his arms around you and pulls you in close as you lay back in bed. "you're going to get sick toru," you whisper as you nuzzle your head into his chest. "does this feel nice?" you nod a yes into his chest "worth it, then". you let out a sweet chuckle.
as expected he falls sick. a sick gojo is like a cat. purring as you scratch his scalp. although he could rct himself back to health, he doesn't...only so he can spend more time in your company. because as soon as he recovers he'll have to leave you and go back to work, so you let him cling to you like a needy and whiney cat. he pouts whenever you leave him for too long. he follows you into the kitchen his hands wrap around you, under your shirt. he nuzzles his head into your neck, humming contently at your warmth.
geto
he calls you in the early morning to ask you when you're going to get to this place. excited to take go on a weekend trip with your mutual friends. "yeah, i'll be there in a few hours" but your gruff voice suggests otherwise. "are you okay?" he asks concern lacing his voice. you hum into the phone, "just a sore throat, i'll have some ginger tea and i'll be fine". you fall asleep as soon as you hang up the phone. too tired to move out of bed.
a light shake of your body wakes you up. "hey," a voice whispers. your muscles feel heavy as you turn around to see the source of the voice. you slowly blink your eyes open to the night sky and a worried suguru standing over you. "suguru," you whisper quietly but your throat feel equivalent of when you scrape your knees on the ground. "come on baby, let's get you to the hospital." you groan as he slowly pulls you into a sitting position. too tired to walk, he ends up carrying you to his car. "it's okay i can walk," you protest. "the elevator isn't working and there's no way i'm letting you walk 15 floors of stairs like this." you blush and hide your face into his chest and whisper a "thank you".
the doctor diagnoses you with pharyngitis, a common infection and tells you, you should get fine within a week. so suguru stays by your side and nurses you. being close and keeping you warm when you feel too cold, cooking for you, carrying you to the bathroom, helping you gargle with saltwater to relieve the throat pain. "you don't have to do this," you tell him the first day. hating the fact that he's cancelling his plans to take care of you.
his eyebrows furrow as you continue, "you should go on that trip and have fun, yeah? you heard the doctor, i'll be fine in a few days." he exhales deeply. "i wouldn't have fun if you're not there. i would just be missing you the entire time. i'd much rather stay here with you sweet girl." he smile. "i'm sorry. i wish i wasn't sick," you pout. "heyy.. don't. i love taking care of you." he squeezes your hand. "thank you sugi, i'll make it up to you." you cuddle into his side. "i look forward to it," he winks causing you to giggle.
nanami
as soon as nanami finds out your sick he's on his way to your place, cancelling any and all meetings for the next few days. your laying on the couch in a fetal position watching a movie when he walks in with two bags of groceries.
you make an effort to get up and help him with the groceries. "i know where everything goes, just go back and lie down." he scolds you. thirty minutes later you can smell your comfort meal from the kitchen. you peak from the couch to see nanami preparing you a plate. "made you, your favorite" he smiles. tears quickly fill your eyes. worried your in pain nanami sets the plates on the coffee table and crouches down in front of you "are you okay? does it hurt somwhere?"
"i'm okay, it's just the niki udon," you sniffle. "what about it? do you not like it anymore?" he questions. "no no, i love it. it's just that you made it for me. thank you so much."
"oh baby, you scared me. i thought i did something wrong." he lets out a breathy laugh. you gasp "you could never. you're the most perfect boyfriend kento". you chirp.
sukuna
"who made this? where is she?" you can hear sukuna scold the servants from your room. sukuna's not fond of other people's cooking, except yours. so he's rightfully mad when his food is not served to him like usual. too much salt, too little spice in the dish. it was routine. you would cook for him. and he would come to your bedroom at night to tell you how much he liked the food. just an excuse to spend time with you.
you can hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and you prepare yourself for an angry sukuna. he lightly knocks on your door and calls out your name. unusual for him to do this with anyone else but you. it was something about the way you look at him and talk to him, even smile at him when everyone else cowers under his gaze. albeit he would never admit, but you made his heart beat weirdly. he was turning soft for you.
"come in". usually he would stand by the wall across from your bed, however this time he makes his way over to where you're laying. he gently lowers the back of his hand to your forehead. "you're hot," he whispers. "thanks," you giggle causing him to let out a chuckle.
"does it hurt anywhere?" he asks you, tenderly pushing your hair behind your ear. his palm lingers on your cheek, his thumb moving back and forth under your eye. "my body really hurts, and i have a headache and i'm sorry you didn't have a good meal tonight."
"hey..." he sits down on next to you. his hand on your cheek firm and comforting. "it's okay, it wasn't a bad meal just missed your cooking more." he smiles softly. he holds both your hands in his lower set of hands. "do you want me to take it away?" he asks you. "how..?" you're about to question when suddenly he leans closer. his lips warm, soft, and tender against your forehead. he pulls back and your head feels lighter. "how did you do that?" you ask him, mouth agape. "don't worry about it. where else does it hurt?" he lays you on your back and gets on top of you. and with each kiss, you feel better. his kiss holding some sort of power. "it's one of my techniques" he smirks. "and here i was thinking, you're some sort of cupid," you joke.
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fairybinie · 1 year
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attention // c.sb
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wc: 806    genre: fluff, suggestive    warnings: kisses, pet names, potential bad writing
taglist: @iyeonjuni @odxrilove @iuwon @ijhyo @cherr-y-eji @ameliesaysshoo @enhacolor @misscalcutta @cherrybeomgyu @wccycc @hyukabean @strawberri-uyu @hyuntaena @feyregels @boba-beom @loverhyunn @ericyjun @tyungun @ashxxkook @bibinnieposts @laylasbunbunny @shiguresohmas @notdrunkbutdazed @stepout-09-15 @ox1-lovesick @soobsdior @ifwtyun @peachy-yabbay
a/n: my first attempt at writing something barely spicy also this is the least i’ve written 😭 anyways clingy soobin on the brain!
you and soobin had your legs sprawled out your sofa as you fixed your eyes attentively on the movie playing in front of you. just a casual friday night where you didn't want to do much. after a hectic week, the two of you agreed to become lazy bugs for the day. 
this is your second movie of the night and soobin has lost his attention span. you, on the other hand, couldn’t be more focused as it’s a movie you’ve never seen before. soobin has progressively gotten more tired, the late hour not helping at all. 
not to mention the fact that you’ve been stroking his hair for the past ten minutes. it drove him insane, the way your fingers loosely touched his golden locks like it was natural for you. your eyes stare right ahead at the screen as your hands do their own thing. soobin feels himself give into your touch, each time your fingers combed through his hair made his eyes flutter softly as he could give into his sleep any moment now. 
or his neediness. 
soobin becomes small in your embrace as he lays his head on the crook of your neck. you adjust your touch so that you’re stroking the ends of his hair, twirling the ends on his nape. the more you play with his hair, the more he just wants you. you allow him to rest there as you remain focused on the movie. soobin hates that he has to fight for your attention, so he can only do what he does best. 
he begins to place his lips onto your neck that he was once laying on, starting off rapidly, like butterflies. you notice the affection and wriggle in your place, almost shaking him off as you groan quietly with a small smile on your face. you do your best to ignore your boyfriend and remain looking at the screen. 
soobin doesn’t give up easily. he laughs softly, sending a warm breath to your neck which gives you goosebumps. it almost worked. soobin notices you quiver and decides to egg you on, making it more passionate. he goes back in, this time kissing you more slowly so each kiss could linger like a thread. a few moans escape from his mouth as he nips at your neck every other kiss, feeling his teeth leaving some red and purple marks. you roll your eyes to the back of your head, feeling pleasure from his affection despite not wanting to. 
“soobin,” you whine in annoyance. you try to escape, though his hand around your stomach makes it exceedingly difficult. “watch the movie.” 
the boy hums as he lays his eyes onto the tv screen with a pout resting on his lips. the moment doesn’t last too long as you feel him up on your neck yet again, this time taking his movement to your jaw, to which you can’t help but move your head up high to the contact. 
“bin,” you feel like a mother with her clingy child, only that the clingy child was your boyfriend.
“how can you expect me to focus on the movie if you’re playing with my hair like that?” he questions and you feel each set of words hit you with his hot air. 
“i want attention too,” the boy complains as he plays with the hem of your sweater. his hand eventually sneaks its way under your sweatshirt as his finger strokes your stomach. 
you swallow the urge to respond with his advances and soobin continues to enter your space. “the movie is almost over bub, i’ll give you attention once it is okay?” 
soobin compromises and stops momentarily, hoping that the movie does end soon. the universe seems to be on his side as he watches the main lead say their last words and the end credits hit the screen. he smirks to himself as he secures his hands around you as he pins you down on the couch, your eyes meeting each other’s for the first time in a while. 
“movie’s over.” 
soobin’s lips crash into yours, each movement becomes a slow rhythm. you give into the moment, bringing your hands to intertwine with his hair as you lightly pull on it, hearing some gasps in between your lips. soobin’s tongue asks for an entrance against your teeth and you accept, though it doesn’t last long before you speak and break the contact, barely with any air. 
“that sweater looks good on you,” you refer to the grey knit sweater he’s wearing, complimenting his blonde hair and giving him a cozy look. soobin smiles as he kisses you again, first on your lips then down to your neck again, moving up to your earlobe and you hear him whisper an offer with that husky voice of his. 
“how about off?” 
...
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happy74827 · 2 months
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All I Wanted Was You
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[Thor Odinson x Female!Reader]
Synopsis: Thor had always been there to protect you, save you, and love you… Until he couldn't.
WC: 3540
Category: Heavy Angst, Some hurt/comfort, mentions of Loki, Hela, and Heimdall {TW warning: Thanos and “evil squidward” — I know his name but I think Tony’s nickname is too iconic}
So I recently rewatched Infinity War, and of course watching Thor cry over losing literally everyone else he cares for in the first 15 minutes of the movie sparked my writer heart {finally} and after listening to Paramore we have this hot mess of angst (also why are all my Thor fics so angsty when he’s the definition of fluff?? I live for the drama I guess)
And just for the record, we don’t talk about the fact that I have thousands of requests and this isn’t even one of them 💀😭
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They say fear lies in the unknown. In the absence of facts and knowledge, the mind creates a world of illusions. If you believe your own fears, they become reality.
So what happens when the thing you fear the most is taken from you? When everything else falls to nothing? When the world is turned upside down?
You're left with a feeling that can only be described as the deepest pain imaginable.
You're left with nothing but your fear.
Your heart was racing so fast, and your breaths were short. You could feel every single muscle in your body tense up as the unnamed alien man dragged you further and further into the unknown.
The trip back to Earth, back to your sanctuary of a home, was nothing but a blur. After everything that had gone down within Asgard, including Asgard's destruction, all you could think about was your lover. Your other half.
Thor.
He was in pain, and not just physically. You had been separated due to his secretive, power-hungry sister, to where he’d left you alone with his kind-hearted people to find his father, only to disappear and leave you alone with the slaughtering of the Asgardians.
The people you’ve met that very day ended up slaughtered by Hela. Some took you by the hand, guiding and shielding you for protection against the God of Death and her henchmen. Others, you could tell, were more than just scared; they were terrified. The ones that were too slow or the ones that decided to fight back were killed within an instant.
You were no warrior. You were a simple, plain human who somehow caught the eye of the mighty Thor Odinson, and for some reason, he was in love with you.
So, while everyone else fought against Hela and her henchmen, you ran. Thor had left you there in assurance of your safety, thinking the search for his father with Loki, of all people, would be too risky for you, but in reality, you would have rather been with him. At least then, if you were to die, you could have been in the arms of the one you love.
Miraculously, you had survived the fall of Asgard and the escape from Surtur. You had no clue how. Maybe you were just lucky, or perhaps it was the grace of the Allfather. Even Heimdall, the man who saw everything, didn’t see you making it out alive.
But, when Thor had found you in the throne room cornered by some henchmen, it became a fact that Heimdall couldn’t see everything; after all.
The moment your eyes had met, the moment you heard the sound of metal against flesh, the moment his strong, powerful, protective arms wrapped around your fragile, vulnerable, weak form, and the moment his lips kissed the top of your head, you were safe.
Safe.
The only time you felt genuinely safe was when you were with Thor. His mere presence made you feel at ease. Like nothing could ever touch you or hurt you because he wouldn't let it.
He would protect you no matter the cost. He’d die for you, give his life for you, and go to the depths of Hell and back for you. He loved you, and that was something you could never understand.
Why would such a mighty god, a king, and a warrior want to love a simple human like yourself? A clumsy one at that.
You weren’t special in any way. You were ordinary.
But Thor, he was extraordinary.
The God of Thunder, a king and a warrior, a prince and a protector.
He was everything you were not.
It wasn't just the physical things that made him great, too, but the things that were inside.
Thor was a good man. A caring man. One who always thought about others and not himself.
Thor had his moments, yes, but no one is perfect. Not even a god. But the thing that made you love him, that made you want him, and the thing that made you feel safe was his heart.
That was the only part of him you could understand. The way he cared. The way he loved. The way he could make anyone smile. The way he could bring light to anyone's dark.
That's what makes a man a man. And that's why you loved him.
Even now, with one eye, a missing hammer, and a lost kingdom, he was still your everything.
And now you were reunited after being separated again. The only problem was the circumstances.
You and Thor had been in an intimate moment. The relief of having you back in his arms, the adrenaline pumping through your veins from surviving such a tragedy, had you both desperate.
He had pinned you against the wall, his hands brushing your hair away from your face to get a better look at you before he pressed his lips to yours in a soft kiss. He was always so gentle with you. The teasing and playful nips at your bottom lip were proof of that.
But the sudden sight of a ship out the large window you’d stared out of moments before the kiss broke your concentration.
Thor had pulled apart almost immediately, the feeling of his beard no longer tickling your face, but the heat of his breath and the sweet taste of his lips was still there.
It didn't take long before Thor was following your eyes, seeing for himself what had pulled you from him.
A sense of dread washed over you when you noticed how he tensed and his grip on your waist tightened. This wasn’t another Asgardian ship; no, this was something far more dangerous. You could tell by the look in Thor's eye, his non-missing eye.
Then, within seconds, he grabbed hold of your arm and yanked you out of the room. Your heart was pounding as you started yelling questions at him, trying to understand what was going on.
But, when he hit the button that sealed the room you were once in and shielded you within his arms, the panic started to set in.
That's when everything began to blur.
You remembered the sound of explosions. The tearing of metal. The screams. The smell of burning.
It all came crashing down.
Loki had come around the corner, and seeing his expression, it didn’t take much to realize what was going on.
If Loki, the God of Mischief and Lies, was terrified, then that meant something big was going down.
Thor was yelling orders, shouting commands. You could barely make out what he was saying, but you knew he was telling you to stay behind him.
Stay behind him.
Always stay behind him.
Then it changed to get the hell off the ship.
Then, to run.
Run.
Run.
Run.
The last thing you remember was looking back as you sprinted down the halls, seeing your love, your other half, the king, the prince, the protector, your Thor, fighting some creature with his bare hands.
His face was so determined. He wasn’t going down without a fight. You ran to where he had told you to go, the escape pods where Val was helping others into. You got there and saw her eyes. They were wide and full of worry.
Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.
The sound of an explosion brought you back to the present.
Val grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you toward a pod. You could feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins and, your heart was racing so fast, and your breaths were short.
All you could think about was Thor. Where was he? Was he alright?
No.
He was not.
As soon as you entered the pod and Val had closed you in it, it was suddenly torn apart. The supposed sliding door had been ripped from its hinges.
The metal that you rested your back upon started to give, and the feeling of moving forward caused your heart to leap.
You were launched out and onto the floor.
It took a second to gain your bearings. You looked up and saw Val. She was fighting, and you were thankful to see her, but it was a short-lived relief.
The… thing she was fighting, the blue alien, grabbed hold of her and flung her across the ship. She landed somewhere near a pod and didn't move. You remembered screaming for her, but she didn't budge.
That's when the creature turned his attention to you.
You tried to move, but the metal that was supposed to hold the pod in place had you pinned.
You tried to pry the metal from your skin, but your weak and vulnerable body couldn’t break the bond.
The alien slowly moved towards you and, in a swift movement, had ripped the metal away.
He was so close, and you had no idea what was going on, who he was, or what his intentions were.
When you felt his large, rough, and cold hand wrap around the back of your neck, panic started to set in. You wanted to kick and scream, but all you could do was stare at the beast before you.
And thus, you were dragged away from the evacuation site and thrown into a separate area. You came to the conclusion that whoever this was, it seemed to be a metal bender or something similar due to his abilities.
All you saw was a demented blue face with squid-like features, staring down at you as he threw you around like a rag doll.
The fifth time he threw you, you landed roughly on the floor, causing your shoulder to make a loud crack noise and the pain to shoot through your body. Your hands landed on something soft, softer than the floor, and when you looked down, you realized the blue thing had thrown you into a room full of corpses.
But it wasn’t just any corpses. The one you had specifically landed upon had been the body of the man you had recently become close friends with, Thor’s friend, Heimdall.
Tears immediately pooled in your eyes, and your breathing became ragged. You tried to sit up and pull your body off of Heimdall in respect, but the pain shooting through your arm and back kept you frozen in place.
The lifeless eyes of the man who saw everything were open, and for once, he was staring at nothing. It was a haunting image.
The tears were now falling, and a sob escaped your lips. You wanted to curl up into a ball and cry. You wanted to scream and shout. You wanted to fight and claw at the alien that took until it bled. But all you could do was lay there, unable to move and weep.
Then, a voice caught your attention. It was deep, and it was coming from the alien that had brought you to this place.
His eyes were no longer focused on you, but they were somewhere else. He was talking to someone.
“Boss,” it spoke, his voice deep and gravelly. You couldn’t bear to look at the being. Not when you were face to face with the lifeless body of the gatekeeper. “There’s a human woman here. A pathetic one, no doubt, but one nonetheless. Should we end her? Or leave her to rot like the others?"
A silence filled the air, and you had no idea what was going on, who he was speaking with, or who was giving him instructions. You could’ve looked. You could have glanced up at the thing, and seen for yourself, but you too were afraid.
Your eyes remained glued to the golden ones that were once filled with light and wisdom.
There was silence, and then a loud, deep, thump. It had startled you, but it wasn't anything like the explosion of the ship, no, it sounded more like a boot or a shoe had come in contact with metal. But, it was loud enough to grab your attention.
You didn’t move. Your eyes didn't stray.
But, your body trembled in fear.
Suddenly, you heard his voice, and it sounded more terrifying than any sound that had echoed in the air prior. It was even deeper, and even more frightening than the other.
“I think not. We have use of her."
He had a deep and gravelly voice, but it was smooth. Calm. Almost friendly.
Then, a large, purple foot, appeared in your vision, and slowly, the purple being leaned down and stared at you. His gaze was strong, and piercing. You wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. You were too terrified to move, speak, or breathe.
Again, it wasn’t human. It was an alien. And a big one, at that.
He had no hair, only a helmet. His skin was purple and he wore strange looking clothing, including a golden glove that had both a bright purple stone and a blue one.
You’ve never seen such a creature before. You thought those dark elves were terrifying, but they were nothing compared to this man.
And for some reason, he was looking at you like you were an ant, and he was the boot that would crush you.
In fact, he was looking at you with pity, and it confused the hell out of you.
But, when his hand moved, and his fingers had touched the soft strand of your hair, you couldn't help but flinch.
The moment his fingers made contact with you, though, you heard a loud grunt. One that didn’t sound alienated or distorted. It was clear, and you could tell who it was, instantly.
Your head shot up, ignoring the pain in your arm, and the moment your eyes met his, everything stopped.
Everything.
It was Thor.
Your Thor. Your everything.
He was in front of you the entire time, and you had no clue.
The tears were falling. They were falling hard and fast, and you couldn’t stop them. And for once, it wasn’t because of relief.
Thor was encased with metal. His arms and legs were pinned by it. He was bleeding from his head, and he was covered in bruises.
He looked like hell and gave off the same energy.
He was struggling to free himself. That’s what the sounds were. The grunts, the heavy breathing, and the loud thumping. He was trying to get out of his prison to get to you. To save you.
The alien was staring down at you. His eyes were dark and intimidating, but his presence was even more so. He was the embodiment of terror.
Then, without any warning, he grabbed you by the throat.
It was an unexpected move. He had picked you up by the neck with just one hand. He had a grip so tight you couldn't breathe, and the pressure on your throat was unbearable.
You could hear Thor screaming. Yelling.
You could barely hear what he was saying. Your ears were ringing, and the pain of the hand wrapped around your throat was all you could focus on.
But, you could see him. You could see him perfectly.
You saw his blue eye and the patch that covered the missing one. You saw the stubble along his chin. The slight scar that was just below the patch. The wrinkles on his forehead.
You could see it all.
And the look of desperation and horror. It broke you.
You couldn’t take it anymore. It was too much.
Then, in the blink of an eye, you felt release.
You fell to the floor and started gasping for air. It was like the moment the alien released his grip on you, everything began again. The world, your thoughts, the chaos.
It was all there, and you couldn’t keep up.
“I see it now.” You heard the voice of the alien say. Your vision was blurry, and your eyes were still stinging from the tears, but you could make him out if only a bit.
He was now standing, towering over you, but he wasn’t looking at you. No, he was looking at Thor; his eyes were focused on the god, which sent a chill down your spine.
When dealing with Hela, you find yourself recovering with confidence. She could’ve easily killed you with a snap of her finger, but when she demanded your name, you had spat in her face and gave a smile.
Even though Thor wasn’t there at that moment, you somehow knew he’d be coming back to put an end to her, and you would be safe. It was like a sixth sense that came and made you stop panicking and running.
And, even though he technically didn’t put her down, he still was your knight in shining armor. It was the same with the dark elves and even with Loki.
They were all terrifying, yes, but somehow, you knew that Thor would save the day.
Now, though, it was different. You weren’t scared or panicked; no, you were terrified.
The fact that Thor was trapped and was physically in pain, the fact that Heimdall and more innocent Asgardians were lying on the floor, dead, and the fact that Loki was missing and Val was knocked unconscious, it had all hit you at once.
You felt like you were suffocating, and it only worsened when the alien spoke again.
“I was questioning why a mortal was amongst a group of Asgardians, how such a fragile being could survive so long among gods. I wondered, but I see it now. You have been blessed by one, and the last, of Odin's children."
The alien's attention was back on you, and the intensity of his gaze had you trembling. He was staring at you, looking through you, and reading you like a book.
"What a pitiful yet fortunate creature you are."
It was like the oxygen had been sucked from your lungs, and when he moved, you found yourself flinching and scooting backward.
He had leaned down again, and his large hand had grabbed the side of your face. The feeling of his skin on yours made your skin crawl, and the urge to vomit was growing.
Thor wasn’t having it. He was thrashing about; the metal that was encasing his body was bending and stretching with each move.
His cries of anger and the desperation in his eyes were heartbreaking. And it was only shut up by the alien who had taken you. A piece of metal flew to Thor’s mouth and held it in place, preventing him from yelling.
More grunts and muffled noises could be heard from the god, but you could no longer see him now. The purple man was blocking your view.
But, despite that, he was still talking to Thor.
"It is a shame, Thor Odinson. I take pity on the both of you, and I apologize, for it seems that fate has not been kind to either of you. But, we must make sacrifices. It is unfortunate that your beloved had to be one of them."
Then, suddenly, the alien turned his gaze back to you, and his dark eyes bore into yours. He was staring directly into your soul.
"Fear not, small child,” he said, his voice sounding almost calm. “You will not have to endure the pain and suffering as I did.”
The words that left his mouth did not give you comfort. It was quite the opposite.
Thor came back into your viewpoint as the purple man had moved, and when your eyes met his, all you saw was a mixture of panic and despair.
Thor's expression had you feeling a type of way. You could feel your stomach sink.
You weren’t dumb. You were far from it.
You knew where this was going, and your mind was screaming, screaming for you to do something, anything.
Run.
Fight.
Scream.
Just do something.
But all you did was stare. Stare at the man that you loved. The man that loved you. The man who had saved you countless times.
But he couldn’t save you now, even when you cried out his name in a soft voice, that frail, humane part of you begging him with your eyes to stop this from happening.
To stop it from hurting.
He couldn’t.
All he could do was look at you, look as you were taken. Look as you were pulled away from him.
All he could do was stare and scream.
It was the loudest, most horrific sound you had ever heard. It was worse than the explosion.
It was worse than anything.
It was the cry of a man who had just lost the last thing that gave him purpose.
It was the sound of a god being torn to pieces.
And it was all because of you.
That was the last thing you heard. That was the last image that burned itself into your brain.
The sound of Thor and his desperate screams was the last thing you remembered.
Everything after that was darkness.
No memories, no thoughts, nothing.
Just darkness.
All he wanted was you.
All he needed was you.
And now, all he had left was the memory of you: that and his broken heart.
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lavenoor · 7 months
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Here’s a fun question: at this point in the story (Sen part 10), which of the iaptbap princes know that the mc isn’t straight? I thought a lot of you would enjoy a post like this, so here it is:
Aurelio - he doesn’t know 
Winter White - he doesn’t have a clue. But the way he eventually finds out is gonna be SO fun to write. (I’ve actually partially written the scene already. Miriam’s sweating bullets throughout it)
Eli - he doesn’t know
Arien - so arien doesn’t really see heterosexuality as the default. so although he doesn’t 100% know that the MC likes women, he never assumed she’s straight, if that makes sense
Beau - of course he knows. does he have actual confirmation? nope. but he can smell a fruitcake from a mile away 
Jasmir - doesn’t know
espen - doesn’t really know—but he’s lowkey onto her. he read about the island of sapphos
anton - yeah, he pretty much knows. their convo where he realized he isn’t straight essentially revealed mc’s fruitiness to him
Tyrian - yes, but only because he has really good gaydar. & he’s also bi (and Charlie is bi too haha)
Rampion - I think we all know the answer to this one. Homeboy knows mc’s deepest, innermost turmoil from a handshake… ofc he’s gonna know she’s a woman-lover 😭
Like MC could literally just sneeze and ramp would be like, “I see. Your type is cold-blooded, high maintenance women who shop at forever 21 with eyebrows forming a 15 degree angle with her cantal tilt and can play the recorder while handing out flyers for a new Italian restaurant”
Sen - I think it’s funny how Sen is the only love interest so far who has actual, solid confirmation that the mc’s not straight. First her flirting and kissing lady Eboshi, then even Moro spelling it out for him lol. In fact, Sen sees women as more of a romantic threat than other men. He can still view men as romantic threats, but he mostly sees them as these nasty little gremlins that do more harm to women than good. So Sen will side-eye guys who interact with the mc, but he’d ferally foam and hiss at any woman who makes the MC smile or laugh. 
Wait a damn minute this is making me realize that Sen doesn’t really see himself as a man… Like, yes, he doesn’t resonate with being human but he doesn’t identify with maleness either. Ig that would make him agender or non-binary?? But uhhhh that’s a convo for another day 😄
 (WAIT I might make sen realize this in the modern au omg that would be so cool. Maybe he’d soon go by he/they?? they/them? Or he could still go by he/him idk. Regardless that would further prove that enbies don’t owe anyone androgyny ‼️ Especially since I hardly see rep of amab NB ppl
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sleepysnk · 1 year
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Hii could i request a kakucho drabble/fic with “I can’t get enough of you.” PLS I’m starving for this man
a/n: hi! this is my first time writing for kakucho so i hope i didn’t do too bad? of course i apologize if it’s ooc or horrible 😭! i hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting!!
pairings: kakucho hitto x fem!reader
warnings: nsfw, smut, oral sex f!receiving, kakucho is really vanilla, praising, use of pet names (baby, my love, princess), some brief face humping.
prompt #15: “i can’t get enough of you.”
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Soft moans and whimpers escaped from your plump lips and echoed off the walls inside your bedroom. 
Your boyfriend’s face was buried between your legs. His tongue explored your puffy folds that he had been sucking and licking at for the past fifteen minutes. It wasn’t hardcore or anything of the sort. He was taking care of you in such a way that made you fall for him all over again. You couldn’t deny that it felt amazing. He had a way of using his mouth to make you become putty in his hands. It was euphoric to you. 
Your fingernails softly dug into the skin of his scalp and through the strands of his smooth hair. Kakucho’s hands were hooked around both of your thighs, so your legs were resting on his shoulders. He was taking his time with you. The patience he desired to have with you was like no other. 
He had neglected your needs for quite a while now. The two of you had been busy with your jobs and hardly had any time to settle down and spend time with one another. Tonight was one of the few evenings that he wasn’t exhausted, so he decided to lay you down and wash away those stressors that had ruined your mind. It was working too, judging by the way you were reacting to his actions. You were his baby. You deserve the absolute best from him. 
Kakucho hummed against your clit, sending vibrations along your cunt. Your voice went a bit higher this time from the sudden jolt in pleasure. He smiled at your beautiful face. He wished you could see yourself the way he did. “You like that, princess? You look so gorgeous right now..” he raised his eyebrows, curious about your response. 
You removed one of your hands out of his hair and began to rub your thumb against his warm cheek. Kakucho had some of the most handsome features you had ever seen on a man. “Y-Yes.. it feels good, baby.” you nodded your head as you spoke to your boyfriend. 
He smirked, feeling his chest swell with pride at your response. Your touch also made him feel warm inside. Oh how he adored feelings your pretty hands swipe along his skin. “Good.. there’s only more where that came from, my love..” he then latched his mouth onto your soaked cunt, using the tip to drag along your sensitive bud. 
Your head fell backwards from the pleasure. You couldn’t help but buck your hips upwards towards his face. He was driving you crazy, yet he was doing such miniscule things to you. You partially blamed the fact that neither of you had any physical intimacy other than the occasional cuddling before bed. “Kakucho! Right there..!” you gasped as he opened your legs wider to taste more of you on his tongue. 
Kakucho was only going to keep going. Your voice gave him the confidence to make you feel like you were on the moon. 
His tongue occasionally would tease your hole, causing you to jump slightly from the gesture. He honestly loved seeing the way your eyes would roll back at such a sensation. He thought you looked so beautiful like that. You were always a pretty dime, but underneath him like this? You were the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen. “I can’t get enough of you.” he spoke with a raspy voice. “Fuck.. I love this pussy and you so much, baby..” 
A smile appeared on your features with his sweet words. If there was one thing he could do was that he could charm you. It’s one of the main reasons you fell for the man all those years ago. “I-I love you too, baby!” you whined, looking down at him. 
Kakucho squeezed the plush of your thighs. He wanted nothing more than to hear you say how much you loved him. It was the one thing in this world that’d make him fold easily. 
The knot inside your belly was beginning to tighten and appear. Your thighs began to tremble and Kakucho quickly picked up on that. He couldn’t wait to see you come undone just for him. Your pleasure was a guilty pleasure for him. You deserved it more than he did, and he was gladly going to give it to you. 
You started to move around and somewhat thrash on the bed. Your hips wiggled and moved towards his mouth. “Kakucho! ‘Gonna cum..” you announced, tightening your hold on his hair. 
Kakucho’s tongue dragged along the most sensitive parts of your cunt. He looked at you through his eyelashes and smiled to himself. “Come on, princess, let go for me..” he said, using the pad of his thumb to draw circles on your clit. 
You were driven over the edge and his voice only winded you up more. With one last cry, your orgasm had finally washed over you like a tidal wave. Kakucho could taste your arousal all over his tongue and it honestly turned him on even more than he already was. He thought you tasted divine. It was his favorite thing about your pretty pussy. 
He gave your clit a little kiss, then sat up on the bed. He looked down at your face which had the most seductive smile he had ever seen. “Let’s take a nice shower, yeah? How does that sound, baby?” he nodded his head to the side with a small grin.
You shook your head, sitting up with wobbly legs. “Mhm.. sure.” you replied, leaning in to place a kiss on his cheek.
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slippingkim · 9 months
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imagine reader is a back up dancers for enha specifically jungwon! And jungwon has a light heavy crush on the reader but because he is the leader he is all serious not wanting others too know. One time during a practice Jungwon is late and the reader goes to check up on him in his room and here's jungwon getting off to the thought of reader!! Now the reader knows and loves teasing won without the others knowing
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I tweaked a couple things but I hope you enjoy(^^♪
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⧼⧽ secret secret ⧼⧽
♡⑅*˖•. nsfw .•˖*⑅♡
Up to the first time you and Jungwon met he’s had an ungodly crush on you not telling anybody or showing any signs of affection of course but he’s been bursting with a horny feeling for you, as much as Jungwon tried hard to keep his composure in front of the rest of the members when meeting up with his pretty partner y/n for the first ‘bite me’ stage he can’t help getting a very visible boner.. earning side eyes from most of everyone in the room. “You better go take care of that jungwon-ah” sunghoon says jokingly. Jungwon only glares at him annoyance but he couldn’t help himself you were just so.. beautiful~ You and Jungwon ended up only exchanging a couple words today such as “hello” and “hey.” While you’re sitting in the glam chair getting your makeup done for the stage you glance around the room scanning to find your given partner Yang Jungwon you spot him and his cat-like eyes already fixed to you. “That’s odd why was he staring at me already..” you think to yourself and look away quickly, you brush this off as just another strange occurrence. “We are going on in 15 minutes” the staff shouts as the rest of enhypen scrambling to meet their parents but jungwon is no where to be found. The staff eventually send you off to find him, after a while of searching for your missing partner you hear some unusual sounds coming from inside a small closet to the left of you. You decide to listen in and are accost with Jungwons distinct voice moaning ~y/n~ ~mhhum y/n~ ~you feel so good y/n~ In shock from what you hear you slowly start opening the door to see none other than Jungwon with his eyes closed sprawled out on the chair in the corner with his hand holding his leaking cock soothing himself to the thought of you. Jerking his cock firmly while still whimpering ~y/nahh~ ~right there y/n~ as the last bit of cum trickles down his length Jungwon slowly opens his eyes exiting his high he scrambles in shock upon seeing you staring right at him. “Uhh um I-I uhm” he stuttered as he try’s to button his pants back up. You burst out into laughter at the sight of jungwon struggling to quickly pull his pants up, you laugh at him all the way back to the dressing room while Jungwon waddles beside you in embarrassment. “What’s wrong with her?” Heeseung asks in confusion in view of the fact that you’re almost on the ground laughing. Jungwon only stammers when talking to you for the rest of the evening “speak up Jungwonsi I can’t hear you” you giggle to yourself.
I just love it when I decide to change the whole format of the fic in the middle of writing you should try it sometime 😃 also I had this saved to drafts and it wouldn’t finish loading so I thought it didn’t save I damn near had a panic attack Jesus 😭
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nanaminsmoon · 9 months
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❛❜𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒔❛❜
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universitystudent!Megumi x rich!blackfem reader
A/N: this was the first au i ever wrote, and i wrote it on this day last month so it seemed fitting to post it today:)) thanks for the support on the last post too i literally want to finish writing all the shit i’ve been procrastinating so i can upload more 😭
cw: fluff, reader makes universitystudent!Megumi feel a little flustered, mentions of kissing.
wc: 2814
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universitystudent! Megumi who made the decision to become a tutor after coming to terms with the fact that he couldn’t survive on ramen and toast for the rest of the semester, so he had to make some money. Hours of contemplating drew the conclusion that he refused to deal with working in retail or in hospitality, so Megumi collapsed on his bed, opting to have sleep for dinner. However, the next day, a classmate of his happened to mention that he had made bank over the summer from tutoring dumb, trust fund babies, and told universitystudent! Megumi that if he wanted to make fairly easy money, that was the way to do it. So universitystudent! Megumi shrugged and said he would think about it. Initially, he was hesitant as he figured teaching wouldn’t be his forte because he genuinely didn’t believe he had the patience for it, especially if his students would be spoilt idiots who probably have no discipline because they’ve never been told ‘no’. But his mind was quickly made up when he got back to his shared dorms, and took a look in his fridge.
universitystudent!Megumi who had to download Facebook for the first time since he was 14 because nobody uses that app anymore. But his classmate told him that he probably wouldn’t find ads for tutors on TikTok.
universitystudent!Megumi who spent 15 whole minutes trying to login to his old but kept failing, despite the fact that he swore that ‘fuck-u-toji’ was his password on everything ages 11 through 18. It was only on the thousandth attempt, that he remembered that he had deleted that account years ago. At this point, he was so irritated, he didn’t even know if the money was worth it anymore but his stomach rumbling spurred perseverance within him, and after, what felt like years, he had made a new account.
universitystudent!Megumi who saw an ad your guardian had posted, and settled on it pretty quickly, because: 1) you were local, 2) it was the first one that showed up when he searched ‘tutor’ on Facebook, and he was too lazy to look for any other ones, and 3) it paid $200 an hour so, as much as he didn’t want to be locked up in your house for hours, he wouldn’t mind making $1000 in one sitting. So he messaged your guardian and, after some intense interrogation (aka asking him about his degree and how he was finding the weather), they agreed for him to tutor you.
universitystudent!Megumi who showed up to tutor you at 4pm, right after his last lecture, and was rolling his eyes in the Uber to your house because, up until this point, his main thoughts about the whole situation were concerning the compensation. But then he realised that he would actually have to tutor a rich idiot in maths, a subject that is hard to teach anyways. But that fact is exacerbated by the fact that his student would be someone spoilt. But the sorrowful clouds above his head were soon lifted by your chirpy guardian, who greeted him warmly upon opening the door and soon began bragging about you the same way they did in their messages, talking about how smart you were. Which made them both chuckle because they were telling that to your…tutor.
universitystudent!Megumi whose eyes widened, and breath hitched, when he saw a beautiful young woman come down the stairs, instead of the broody teenager he expected to see after hearing, and reading, all the comments about your guardian’s ‘little girl’. But he wasn’t complaining. You wore comfy clothes; loose black joggers, a white baby tee, and an oversized green and blue plaid shirt—white socks and beige Yeezy slides on your feet. Your jet-black, middle part, wig was in a claw clip, and you finished the look with a pair of thick rimmed glasses. A sigh, subconsciously, left his lips at how flawless you looked in such plain clothing, and he figured it was mainly due to your beautiful face and magnetic aura. And when he said ‘beautiful’, he meant beautiful; even simple things, like your gait as you seemingly floated down the long staircase, mesmerised him. Your presence had pulled him away from reality and he didn’t tune back into the present until you started introducing yourself, and he realised that he had seen your lips moving (because he was staring at them), but had heard nothing you had said. His cheeks and the tips of his ears rouged at the fact that he had to ask you again, because he hadn’t caught your name the first time. But the kind manner in which you smiled at him and repeated it without questioning his request made his heart melt.
universitystudent!Megumi whose lips curved slightly at the discovery that you were around his age, which he found through deep investigation (aka ‘staring really hard’)…and asking you your age.
universitystudent!Megumi’s heart nearly stopped when you told him that you would be studying in your bedroom instead of just the living room, or at the dining room table. You know, in a public place. With other people around. Because the thought of being in such a personal space of yours, so quickly, made his knees wobble. Especially since he basically had a crush on you after having known you for the best part of five minutes. But he followed you up the staircase, through the hallways, to a vast room that was probably ten times the size of his dorm room. It was decorated very well and, although he didn’t know you very well yet, he thought it matched you very well.
universitystudent!Megumi who sees a student lanyard with an ID card on your desk that told him that you go to the same uni. When he asked you about it, he found out that your department buildings are directly opposite each other.
”But wait, why do you need maths for photography?”, he asked with a confused scowl on his face once he figured out what your degree was, based on your department building.
”That’s what I’m saying!”, you shouted in enthusiastic agreement, and the way your face lit up made his heart palpitate, and his eyes greedy to see it happen again.
”The lecturer said something about calculating settings and shit, but I picked this subject so I wouldn’t need to do this shit. If I wanted to do maths, I would’ve picked it as a degree!”, you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, and he chuckled lightly and nodded at you.
universitystudent!Megumi who stood by the edge of your bed, right hand on the strap of his backpack, as he awaited instruction on where he should sit. At first you questioned why he was just awkwardly stood there, looking around like a lost puppy. But when you realised you were sat on the only desk chair in your room, shock was painted on your face and you shot up from your chair and quickly scurried to your guardian’s home office to grab another chair. When you returned, pushing it in front of you, universitystudent!Megumi gave a tight-lipped smile, and placed his bag on the floor and sat down beside you.
Although it excited universitystudent!Megumi that, because you went to the same uni, you two would probably see each other again, it also confused him how you had been in such close proximity on a day to day basis, and he had never seen you before. He was sure he had never seen you because he would’ve remembered a face as pretty, and a laugh as infectious, as yours—he hadn’t said anything particularly funny, just a passing comment about a professor you both shared. But the way you had erupted into laughter had made him blush, and he just knew that your voice would be ringing through his head for the rest of the day.
The way universitystudent!Megumi would just stare at you, as you wrote down equations and completed practice questions, did not go by unnoticed by you.
”Is this correct?”, you had asked after scrawling an answer onto the paper, after writing and rewriting several different equations. universitystudent!Megumi hadn’t said anything in a few minutes, which obviously wasn’t a good sign, so you turned to him to find that he was staring right back at you, features more gentle than they had been when you first met him.
”Hm?”, he blinked himself out of a daze. He hadn’t even realised that he had been staring at you, so he couldn’t tell you how long he was even doing it for. He had just happened to notice how long your eyelashes were without any makeup, and that led him to your eyes. He noticed how pretty they looked earlier, but how did they look gorgeous from the side as well?? Then his gaze travelled down the slope of your nose, before sliding down to your lips; glossed, and plump. He was meant to be teaching you the geometric sequence, but he couldn’t focus on anything but those lips of yours, and how they would feel on his. He had to shake himself when your voice finally broke him out of his reverie.
”The equation? Did I do this right?”, you laughed nervously, not sure how to receive the blank stare he was throwing in your direction, and he just hummed while nodding. Before he actually saw what was written on the paper, and his nodding stuttered and he frowned deeply before grabbing your pencil.
”Oh…no, that-that’s not right”, he laughed out, and he basically scribbled out everything you had written and re-wrote everything again, and you just stared at him as he did it. His left arm was damn near bumping into your face with how close he was leaning over the table. His dark, aftershave wafted into your nostrils and you couldn’t help but notice how much cuter he looked now than earlier. He looked pretty good when he first arrived, but now you were looking at him closer, he looked…different; his raven coloured hair falling over his face, random parts of it just stood up as if they were being held afloat by a little hair fairy. You found it adorable how the ends of his bangs were kissing the ends of his eyelashes as he hurriedly wrote down whatever the fuck the geometric sequence was. He was just so…pretty. So was the bottom lip tucked between his teeth, as he frowned in concentration before he placed the pencil down, and met your eyes. The emeralds just bore back into yours, as silence ensued and, for a split second, it seemed like his breath got deeper. Mainly because it had.
”Done.”, he squeaked out. He didn’t mean to, but the nerves made his voice crack, and then his face got red because his voice cracked.
”Hot?”, you quirked an eyebrow, placing a hand on his knee. If he was on fire before, the flames had engulfed him completely now and he was about to turn into a puddle.
”Sorry?”, he whispered, moving back slightly. He didn’t realise how close you guys were until his knee knocked into yours.
”You’re red”, you pointed at his face, “Are you hot? Because I can turn the air conditioning on if you’d like.”, your own voice quietened subconsciously.
“Nah”, he shook his head, “I’m good. Just…thirsty”, he turned away from you, and you laughed before leaning down to your mini-fridge to grab a bottle of water and handing to him, and he accepted it with a smile.
universitystudent!Megumi whose heart sank into his bowels when your guardian opened the door to offer you snacks, breaking the conversation you were having about God knows what, instead of studying (which had been long abandoned). He started feeling bad because he would still get paid at the end of the 5 hours, which had been broken into two segments; three and a half hours of studying and the remaining ninety minutes just being spent talking. Even when you were studying, you were still mainly speaking about your classes, and other random shit. This is when universitystudent!Megumi found out that you were at a party Yuji had urged him to go to last Friday. It was an invite he had declined, instead opting to stay at home and play Valorant (a decision he, now, regretted infinitely).
After devouring all the snacks, and making stupid jokes for hours, you looked at the time and realised it was getting late, so you offered to drop universitystudent!Megumi off to his dorms. He hesitantly accepted because, as much as he hated the idea of the rich girl he liked seeing his dorms, he wanted to speak to you more. So you went downstairs, and he greeted your guardian then you went to the garage, and got into your Porsche 718 and told him he could connect his phone on Bluetooth and play whatever he wanted. He chose ’ROLE MODEL’ by Brent Faiyaz.
universitystudent!Megumi whose eyes became well acquainted with the dashboard as you pulled up in front of his dormitory building.
”Hey, can I…uh…”, he had been practicing this since you got in the car, which was part of the reason why he was more quiet than he was back in your room. But now that he was staring into your eyes, doe-like and gleaming with the way their sparkle ricocheted off the beige car interior and almost blinded him, he really couldn’t speak. It was as if they were so blinding that all he could see was bright white, and he just blanked.
”Never mind”, he smiled, and started grabbing his bag and getting ready to leave. Fuck, he thought. He choked it. And now, he just needed to get out of the car before he embarrassed himself even further. But his escape plan was halted when you placed a hand on his shoulder, and held him back slightly. Every muscle in his body hardened but, after taking a deep breath, he turned to you. He just assumed you were about to tell him he forgot something,
”I don’t know if this is inappropriate, but…”, you laughed breathily, and his brain basically shut down, because what were you about to say? It couldn’t be what he thought it would it be, because that wouldn’t make sense.
”Can I…get your number?”, you winced slightly, hoping you hadn’t crossed the line, and when he just looked at you, blankly, you feared you had and you took your hand off his shoulder. universitystudent!Megumi simply watched as it retreated back to your lap.
”Are you serious?”, he spoke quietly and you, hesitantly, nodded.
”Sorry if I crossed the line, it’s just that we were getting on pretty well, and I—”,
”What? No, y/n, I was just surprised.”, he chuckled, nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, “I was, uh…trying to ask you that just now, but I fucked it up”, he laughed, and you chuckled shyly, just looking back at him, and he looked back at you. So, now you were just staring right at each other, and his mind only went to one place, but you weren’t going to kiss him…were you?
”Your phone?”, you looked at him, then the light bulb went off and he realised you were waiting for him to take his phone out.
”Shit, yeah. Here”, he handed you his phone, and you put your number in it. Even saving your contact name as ‘y/n<33’, making him chuckle when he got his phone back.
”You can delete the last part if you want”, you giggled, and he shook his head.
”I like it. It’s cute.”, universitystudent!Megumi wanted to comment on you being cute too, but you cut his thought processes short when you began waving at him. So he just smiled at you, before making his way out, and running to his door because it randomly began raining.
The whole thing was very funny because you had never wanted a tutor, but your guardian had suggested it and you had, begrudgingly, agreed. But now, you wouldn’t mind doing extra maths work if it meant inviting a cute boy into your room a few times a week. universitystudent!Megumi, on the other hand, couldn’t believe that he was getting paid bags a week just a talk to a pretty girl. But, again, he wasn’t complaining.
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silvermarley · 5 months
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Hi! I just discovered your acc and I love what I have read 💖🥺 Can I make a request? 👉🏻👈🏻 today is Tanjiro's birthday so I would like a Tanjiro x fem reader smut (both are adults but his gf is a couple of years older than him) where both have been busy lately with work and don't have time for a bit of sex until one night after work his girlfriend decides to start the action and seduce him but despite the fact that they have done it before he still feels very shy with her but in the end they end up having a good sex night. Have a nice day! 😁
Thank you for reading my stuff! <3 (Ik it’s his bday by the time u asked but happy very late bday to Tanjiro 😭 so sorry I couldn’t work on this sooner!)
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Work Can Wait
Tanjiro x F!Reader
Warnings: smut, aged up, established relationship, soft sex
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Work really left no time for sex, leaving only cuddling to sleep and the other more basic things. That’s not entirely a problem to you, but you began to miss his touch in the more intimate ways.
With the seemingly never ending work you two had to do, it seemed impossible for it to happen for the time being. But you felt hope when your boss let you leave work slightly early, saying that you’ll be working the later shift the next day.
Not just that, but it seemed the gods had blessed you tonight since you got a text from your lover after you informed him of your situation.
Tan <3: Love, you’ll never believe this!
(Y/N): Go on-
Tan <3: I get to work much later in the day tomorrow, so we can finally have time to ourselves! :)
(Y/N): You’re joking.. that’s amazing!
You set down your phone on the bed and smiled happily.
Tanjiro got home about 15 minutes after you did on a normal day. But now that you had the extra time to ready yourself, you decided to put it into use.
You took a shower, and made sure you felt good.
Then you dug through your drawer to find what you wanted. You had bought a beautiful lingerie set a bit ago, it was a lovely maroon color. You bought it in hopes that something like this would happen.
With almost child-like excitement, you rush to put it on. After doing so, you admire how it complements your body. You were reminded of why you picked it to begin with.
The color was your boyfriend’s favorite. It seemed to also be close to his hair color, bringing a sense of warmth to your heart at the thought.
You continue to freshen up, making sure you looked your best. Deciding not to put your normal clothes on, you put a silk robe over it temporarily. You already knew what you would do to get what you want.
Tanjiro texted you that he was on the way home by the time you completely finished getting ready. “Great timing..” you thought.
You sat yourself on the bed and waited in anticipation for him to arrive home. You practically jumped up when you heard his car door shut just outside.
He knocked on the door, knowing you were home. When you opened the door, he didn’t notice what you were wearing at first, doing his usual routine.
You had discarded the robe, wanting to initiate what you’ve been wanting for a while.
After giving you a kiss and a warm hug, he pulls back. Suddenly his face becomes a rose color, blushing like a schoolboy.
“I-“ he started then gulped, “B-Baby.. what’s all this? You got all dolled up for me?”
You pull him down to you by his collar and gave him a peck on the lips. “Mhm..” is all you said.
He couldn’t help but stare. Something about you wearing his favorite color in such an erotic way made him feel hot.
Tanjiro pulls you in by your hips after regaining his composure. “Y-You look amazing..“ he puts his head on your shoulders and inhales. “‘Always love your scent after a long day..”
You chuckle lightly, and start running your hands on his upper body, knowing the effect your touch has on him. He lifts his head.
Taking the chance, you pull him by his hand, leading him to your shared room. He patiently follows like a lost puppy.
As you two enter the room, neither of you bother closing the door. You find your back against the wall, lips against his once more, but this time your tongues dance together in a heated makeout.
You both shamelessly moan into the kiss, knowing you two needed this. It’s been way too long.
You parted from the kiss, tugging on his dress shirt. He nods and lets you take it off of him, to which you discard the clothing to the side.
Your hands ran up and down his chest, admiring the view you missed dearly. It wasn’t long before you were forced back into another kiss by his desperate lips.
Not wanting to break away from him, you unbuckle his belt and slip it off, letting it drop.
“Fuck darling.. I-I need you..” he whispers huskily, now hastily leading both of you to the bed like a virgin who can’t wait to get his “v-card” taken away.
He hovers over you, his lustful gaze admiring you under him. He was going to make up for all the missed moments due to work.
“‘Looking so pretty..” he mumbles, kissing down your collarbone to your stomach and then your thighs.
He presses more sloppy kisses on your inner thighs until he gets right next to where you need him. Tanjiro tugs down your panties, getting harder at seeing how wet you already were.
After throwing them to the floor, his lips are immediately on your pussy. You moaned loudly at the contact, sensitive from lack of attention to it.
He groans at your taste, something he craved daily, but such a thing was out of touch. His skillful tongue worked wonders on your pussy, licking and sucking on your clit.
Your hands thread through his hair, gripping it to base yourself in reality. Even after what felt like ages, he knew just how to make you feel good.
You don’t remember when he did it, but one finger, now two, was pumping in and out of you. Your back arched off the bed, the stimulation he was giving your poor cunt after being neglected was overwhelming.
“G-Gonna cum! Don’t stop..!” You whined.
He was lost in your taste and in your sounds. He only hummed and continued his actions.
It was only when your legs were shaking and you were pushing at his head did he stop. He licked his lips, like someone who just ate a delicious treat.
He blushed wildly, his body screaming at him to fuck you. Tanjiro removed the rest of his clothing, which felt a bit embarrassing due to your staring.
He moved back over you, slotting himself back in between your thighs. His cock rubbed against your slick pussy, and you both groaned in unison.
“Y-You ready baby? Please say you are..” it’s not hard to tell he is holding himself back.
You nodded. He smiled, and kissed your lips.
“Been dreaming about this..” he whispers again as he pushes in slowly, as he always would.
“Me too..”
As he finally bottomed out, it was a feeling you both knew and loved. He wanted to wait until you were properly adjusted to him before he moved, even if it was almost painful for him.
But you couldn’t wait anymore. Not when what you’ve been wanting is right in front of you. You try to buck your hips up to get the friction you crave.
He bit his lip and knew you felt the same. You needed this now.
Tanjiro began slowing pulling out and the thrusting back in. With every one, we would find the rhythm that worked and then kept it from then on.
He had you gripping at the sheets and moaning without restraint. Not that he was any better though. He was quite loud himself, gripping onto your hips for dear life.
“God.. I missed this so much..” he breathily mutters, immersed in the clenching of your pussy on him.
You whimpered in response. His thumb, almost out of reflex, moves to your clit and rubs small circles. You arch into him more, as he leans over you carefully watching your reactions.
You felt yourself get close. Your noises increased in volume, and you tighten around him. The bucking of his hips got sloppier as he felt himself get close to the brink as well.
“Y..You’re gonna cum with me right sweetheart?” He moaned, “Please.. cum for me.”
You nodded with vigor, one hand holding onto his arm and the other digging into the sheets.
“Fuck.. cumming!” You moan, seeing white as you do.
Tanjiro groans wildly and thrusts a few more times, before spilling his seed inside you. He stays inside for a moment, then pulls out.
He watches his cum drip out of you. He has to tear his eyes away.
You chuckled, noticing his trance. He falls to the side of you when you pull him.
“Didn’t know I needed that this badly..” he laughed nervously, staring into your eyes sweetly.
“Yeah..” you agree, “I love you so much.”
He kisses your forehead. “I love you too, my love. I’m sorry work has stalled my attention towards you. I’ll make sure I can get more time with you from now on to take care of your needs.”
You lay your head on his shoulder. “That would be nice.. and I promise the same.”
Your eyes slowly flicker shut, as his voice soothes you to sleep. He smiled warmly and later decides to get some rest himself.
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heavyhitterheaux · 1 year
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Nothing Like Sister Love
First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU
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y/ninsta: my big sister is better than yours 🥺
danivalentine: love you my baby girl. always and forever. 💖 y/ninsta: thank you for simply being you. don't know where I would be without having you in my life jackharlow: see? this is how siblings are supposed to support each other but I got stuck with claybornharlow 🙄😒 claybornharlow: jackharlow I mean you're a good big brother.... sometimes..... jackharlow: WHAT YOU MEAN SOMETIMES? ALL THE TIME IS MORE LIKE IT
druski2funny: is she single? because you not returning my calls
jackharlow: druski2funny returning your calls for what?!
druski2funny: jackharlow your ass stays lurking somewhere
jackharlow: druski2funny you damn right when it comes to my wife and dani is not single so move along
lilnasx: danivalentine can't wait for the beauty line to drop!
danivalentine: lilnasx you can thank Lil Bit for that one, she pushed me to do it! y/ninsta: danivalentine you and Julissa are always slaying my make up so it was only right! you know when I win, everyone does too and you've been wanting to do this forever
claybornharlow: two beauties in one photo 😍😍😍😍
jackharlow: claybornharlow and you better not be looking at the one who has the same last name as we do
y/ninsta: claybornharlow LITTLE BABY
jackharlow: I NEVER get this reaction out of you when I see you
y/ninsta: jackharlow please shut up because yes you do. you know I love you pookie 😘
jackharlow: y/ninsta I feel like something is coming after that
y/ninsta: jackharlow but I love my little baby too!
jackharlow: y/ninsta and there it fucking is smh
saweetie: still can't believe yall are 15 years apart
danivalentine: saweetie she was definitely a surprise lol only child life was no more
yungskylark: been tryna get at ms. dani for some time now 👀
y/ninsta: ace, she's taken. keep looking.
yungskylark: y/ninsta taken by who?!?! AND I TOLD YOU TO PUT IN A WORD FOR ME YEARS AGO
djdrama: yungskylark by me
normani: WELL GOT DAMN
sza: HOW'S THAT FOR A CURVE BALL 😭😭😭😭😭
theestallion: someone better start talking because WHAT
danivalentine: 2 years officially in april 🥰 y/ninsta: and yall can thank me for the love connection between danivalentine and djdrama 😊 jackharlow: y/ninsta that was definitely me, but whatever y/ninsta: jackharlow it was both of us let's call a truce jackharlow: y/ninsta if you say so smh
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danivalentine: my day one. still remember the first time I got to hold you. you were so tiny and I was going to make it my mission to be the best big sister to you that I possibly could. every single day I am amazed at the woman that you have grown into and I am so incredibly proud of you. never think for a second that I'm not. I love how you are able to come to me with your hopes, fears, and your dreams because no matter what happens, we'll get through it together because I'm never leaving your side. Just know that I will do anything to see you happy no matter how big or small it is. And I do mean ANYTHING. I thank God every day for jackharlow and how he takes care of my baby girl. I called it from the minute we moved to Louisville. you two are truly made for each other. 💖
jackharlow: you know I got her forever, you never have to worry about that. that's my baby. 😭
danivalentine: jackharlow I know you do. always in your corner.
y/ninsta: bitch, you know for a damn fact that I'm sensitive and I always cry
danivalentine: y/ninsta you got that from your mother lol
y/ninsta: I FUCKING LOVE YOU and I thank you for always being there for me. you are my voice of reason and you help me to focus on what's important and what matters the most. proud to call myself your little sister. djdrama if you hurt my sister, I'll kill you 😊 (for legal reasons this is not a threat IT'S A PROMISE)
jackharlow: djdrama take it with a grain of salt, she low key soft as hell and a big baby
djdrama: jackharlow I know she talks a big game lol y/ninsta you know you have nothing to worry about y/ninsta: djdrama I know where you live and I have sharp objects in my house just in case you decide to step a toe outta line
y/ninsta: jackharlow BOO BEAR YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BACK ME UP!
jackharlow: y/ninsta I am backing you up, baby!
y/ninsta: jackharlow that's okay. PG YALL NOT GETTING FED TONIGHT BECAUSE OF JACK. GET TAKE OUT.
2forwoyne: jackharlow NOW WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU MESSING SHIT UP FOR US
urbanwyatt: JACK, APOLOGIZE. WE HUNGRY.
nemoachida: NAH IT'S TACO NIGHT, JACK YOU BETTER GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER
quiiso: JACK, FIX IT!
yungskylark: I'm about to kick your ass, Jack. you fucking know better.
shloob_: y/ninsta I'LL HELP YOU COOK. COME ON, I'M HUNGRY
jackharlow: not yall coming for me smh
urbanwyatt: jackharlow I live here too so fucking fix it. you not about to have my ass starving smh
jackharlow: y/ninsta cutie pie
y/ninsta: jackharlow no.
jackharlow: y/ninsta come on baby girl.
y/ninsta: jackharlow your things will be outside when you get back
jackharlow: y/ninsta BABY!
y/ninsta: druski2funny take your life partner back. our relationship is done
druski2funny: y/ninsta say less. jackharlow what time you want me to pick you up?
jackharlow: y/ninsta I'll eat it from the back for 2 hours straight druski2funny she'll fold when she sees that
y/ninsta: jackharlow JUST KIDDING! you can come back. PG be at the house no later than 8:30. because once it's gone, it's gone and I'm not making anymore
urbanwyatt: y/ninsta can I request churros and ice cream?!
y/ninsta: urbanwyatt yes urby, just go to the store and get what I need. take 2forwoyne with you because he is not allowed to be in the house when I cook
2forwoyne: y/ninsta now what did I do?!?!
y/ninsta: 2forwoyne you are always doing something so stop playing smh
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y/ninsta: damn our parents made some pretty girls 😍😍
danivalentine: most definitely did 🥰
jackharlow: I love that the two of you have your hair the same. you never see one sister without the other. like danivalentine is a really good big sister to not only y/ninsta, but me too
danivalentine: jackharlow now you know your wife is sensitive and so am I from time to time, don't make me cry. just like I'll do anything for her, I'll do anything for you too.
jackharlow: let me tell yall how good of a sister she is. when me and y/n decided to move to atlanta, dani came to me and basically said I know that I'm not going to change her mind, but you have to promise me to look after her. so, any time after we moved and baby girl would get sad about missing dani (her separation anxiety is terrible) I would call her and tell her and that night she would be on our doorstep y/ninsta: not husband calling me out for my separation anxiety 😭 urbanwyatt: y/ninsta like he's one to talk. idk whose worse you or him. you tend to cry when you miss him and jack just gets mean as hell and irritated jackharlow: urbanwyatt AHT AHT! 2forwoyne: no lies were told tho neelamthadhani: still remember when I had to call her when we were in Germany to come get her husband because he was on EVERYBODY'S NERVES jackharlow: 🙄🙄🙄🙄
dualipa: there is no love like sister love. you two are so gorgeous.
y/ninsta: dualipa thank you boooo
urbanwyatt: y/ninsta BEST FRIEND
jackharlow: urbanwyatt you called?
urbanwyatt: jackharlow not you. my other one. your wife.
jackharlow: urbanwyatt well damn I see how it is smh
y/ninsta: urbanwyatt urby babyyyy
urbanwyatt: y/ninsta I have another food request for taco night
y/ninsta: go on
urbanwyatt: tres leches
y/ninsta: urbanwyatt lemme call Jessica and Blanca and issa go 🥰
saweetie: damn them titties is sitting right in that dress 😍😍
jackharlow: saweetie I know right, best pillows ever
quiiso: jackharlow surprised your big ass head didn't suffocate her that one time you were laying on her when she came back from the studio after you terrorized us all day because you missed her
jackharlow: quiiso why do yall stay coming for me? let me lay on my wife's boobs in peace
2forwoyne: jackharlow we call it like we see it
y/ninsta: saweetie them shits is huge and I'm scared to see how big they get when I get pregnant 😐
jackharlow: y/ninsta cannot wait for that 😏😏😏
y/ninsta: jackharlow just like a man smh 🙄
jackharlow: y/ninsta I did nothing wrong! let me put my face in them y/ninsta: BYE JACKMAN but... come here 👀 jackharlow: 👀
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y/ninsta: jackharlow just wait until I see you later. IT'S ON SIGHT 😤
jackharlow: y/ninsta PAUSE. I DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING.
jackharlow: danivalentine come get her because she's short and that little evil demon side of her is about to make an appearance. I can sense it.
saweetie: NOT YOU CALLING HER AN EVIL DEMON 😭
danivalentine: jackharlow I can only stall her for so long, then you're on your own lol
jackharlow: saweetie have you truly truly truly ever seen her get mad? no, more like pissed off? talk to me when you do because you would agree with me. it's never been directed at me, but got damn 😭
urbanwyatt: jackharlow I told you to go back to the hotel to get your phone. you ain't wanna listen to me.
jackharlow: not now Urb!
y/ninsta: JACKMAN!
jackharlow: y/ninsta yes baby?
y/ninsta: jackharlow I MISS YOU 😢
2forwoyne: here they asses go smh
neelamthadhani: danivalentine definitely called me and told me y/ninsta was pouting all day because she missed jackharlow's big head
jackharlow: neelamthadhani the one up top or down below?
y/ninsta: jackharlow BOTH
neelamthadhani: you two get on my LAST nerve smh
danivalentine: y/ninsta jackharlow does it ever end with the two of you? smh
urbanwyatt: NO
yungskylark: NO
nemoachida: NO
quiiso: NO
2forwoyne: NO
shloob_: NO
jackharlow: yall some haters smh
y/ninsta: jackharlow they can hate all they want, when I see you I want all the kisses
jackharlow: y/ninsta you know you never have to ask
claybornharlow: little baby has arrived
jackharlow: and little baby needs to make an exit
claybornharlow: y/ninsta I would never ignore your calls, just saying.
normani: jackharlow FLOP
jackharlow: I forgot it at the hotel, don't do that 😭
y/ninsta: claybornharlow I know you wouldn't, you could teach your brother a thing or two
jackharlow: y/ninsta and imma kick him in the throat
y/ninsta: jackharlow BABY!
jackharlow: y/ninsta why do I always get in trouble but he never does? he's the youngest
y/ninsta: jackharlow I'm the youngest, what are you tryna say?
jackharlow: y/ninsta exactly my point and your ass gets away with EVERYTHING
y/ninsta: neelamthadhani is my key at the front desk? I'm about to come upstairs and kick my husband's ass
jackharlow: WAIT, I TAKE IT BACK
neelamthadhani: y/ninsta have at it lmao
shloob_: jackharlow I can hide you in two minutes
jackharlow: shloob_ 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️
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I want to read dad baekhyun and his 3 little daughters. 😭 What will be the fourth one 👀
Ok so why not take advantage of exo as dads series to talk about baekhyun, right? RIGHT!
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EXO AS DADS SERIES | BAEKHYUN VER.
Xiumin Ver. | Chen Ver. | Yixing Ver. | Jongin Ver. | Chanyeol Ver. | Kyungsoo Ver. | Suho Ver. | Sehun Ver.
Word count:  Author: Maari Summary: A series of what exo would be like as a parent, from discovery to growth
First of all, good luck to the future s/o because you will be a rabbit!
I can clearly see Baekhyun as a girl's father but trying at all costs to have a boy
And that's how he got to the 4th daughter 🤣
And of course he already knew because after all, they had been trying for another baby for a long time.
In fact, I'm pretty sure he'd be like "Are you sure that you're not pregnant yet?"
"Honey, I already took two pregnancy tests."
"One more reason to make a third."
And then all of a sudden one night his s/o would be throwing up and he would already know it's the baby!
I don't think the daughters would have a big age difference because
I really think he likes having a baby at home
There's something about seeing that tiny baby sleeping soundly in his arms that is 😍
And I think he's the kind of playful father who takes things seriously when he has to much like my father is
But he's the best friend of his little girls!
Seriously, there is nothing they wouldn't say or ask him for
Helping with a school homework he has no idea what it's like? He will learn just to teach them properly.
Daughters want a different hairstyle to go out? He will do it.
Watch Barbie movies and sing along? It's his favorite part of the day!
Talking about where babies come from? … Oh, well, that he probably won't be able to say without laughing from sheer nervousness 🤣
But you got my point, right? Ok
So when he and his wife found out that another baby is on the way, he was ready to tell his little daughters.
And I think it would be the best and cutest conversation ever 🥺
He would do it in a natural way that wouldn't make the girls jealous of the attention the baby will receive but rather excited that another baby is coming soon.
And he'll probably have to hear every day when the baby is coming
Because his enthusiasm rubbed off on his daughters 🤣
But I imagine him together with his daughters making drawings for the new baby 😫
They wanting to help the father set up the baby's room
And probably making him give up in the next 15 minutes because they are making him more tired than the crib he has to put together.
And if you thought of them helping to paint the room, then you thought right because so did I!
In the end, everyone knows it would be a paint war and his wife would probably have to arrive to end the game and tell everyone to take a shower because there's even paint in their hair
Family shopping!!!
Him choosing clothes for the baby together with the girls oh my god I'm going to die of cuteness
"Dad, I think this one is prettier."
"But I liked that one, dad"
"Only this one will suit better!"
"You know what, let's take them all!" and that's how he came home with more bags of clothes than he had planned 🤣
But most importantly, he would make sure he was paying attention to all the women in his life.
He would take all the daughters to their beds in one night, when everyone else was already asleep in the living room.
And his s/o too!!
Because there is no more important woman in the world than her 🥺
"Love, I don't think you're going to be able to carry me to the bedroom."
"What kind of husband would I be if I let my tired pregnant wife walk around with those swollen legs?" he would say, while trying to arrange the best position to hold her in his lap… But her belly wouldn't let him. "Yeah, I think that it's better if we just sleep here!"
Would wake up early to prepare breakfast for everyone!
He'd take the girls to school, and he'd probably cry in the car when he realized how big the little girls actually are.
The priority would be his family!
Even though he was working, recording new songs, during breaks he would call his wife or turn on the home camera on his phone to see if everything was alright
Even tired, I'm sure he would make his daughters help put away the toys they spread around the living room or bedroom.
He would teach his daughters to sing to the baby in their mother's belly why am i doing this to myself? 😫
But make no mistake, even though experienced with sudden baby arrivals and births
He would be a nervous wreck for the birth of his fourth daughter!
I would be so nervous that I wouldn't know who to call first, the parents, the in-laws or the members 🤣
He would definitely pass on the view that he is a first-time father
But not fainting during childbirth, as happened with the first daughter
I think he would cry holding his newborn daughter in his arms!
And the wife seeing this would be like "are you crying for real?"
"She's just so beautiful! She has my nose."
But I think the most exciting moment for him would be when his daughters go to the hospital to meet their new sister.
He would probably be able to hold back the tears and look with a twinkle in his eyes with so much pride for the family he has 🥺
Will fight and die for his family!
He will be the attentive, helpful father who will talk to his daughters about how they need to keep their voices down when the baby is sleeping
He will let the daughters help change the diaper, bathe and rock the baby because he also wants to capture these moments with good photos!
I really think he would be an extraordinary father, devoted to his daughters and only thinking about what's best for them.
For example, I'm sure he wouldn't expose any of them to the media or anything like that.
Because he wants to preserve all of them as much as possible and if one day they want to be artists like him, there will be no one who will support more than him!
But deep down he hopes they follow other careers 🤣
One day, when all the daughters are napping together in the afternoon, he would hug his wife and look at her as if she were the most special jewel in the world.
"We are very lucky parents, aren't we?"
"Yes, we are!"but the wife would know that he was going to say something, because that little smile of someone who is going to do something is there "We are not having another baby!"
"How about a dog then?"
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