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Unnecessary ~ A.L.

A/n: This felt… kind of ooc? Idk. Let me know what y’all think lol. Another request done!!

Request: “…Alec lightwood x male reader where the reader is mundane so they are hunting some monster and the reader offers to be bait but Alec being Alec tells him no but the reader does it anyways and Alec saves him. If you also could put in the phrase “why do you care about me so much” “because I love you idiot” I would love you even more because that shit makes me weak.”

Word Count: 4500+

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Meeting Clary Fray had brought nothing but issues into Alex’s life.

He had been perfect before she showed up. Pining over his parabatai, but that wasn’t a problem. Jace was oblivious and it was never going to happen. Even if Jace felt the same - which he never would - it wasn’t allowed. Alec knew that was a lost cause. He was prepared to handle that.

He was not prepared to handle Clary’s friends.

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Lap Cuddles

↳ Sapanp wants you to sit on his lap.

Pairing: [CC] Sapnap x Reader

TW: insecurities about weight

WC: 0.3k

Note: @box-of-roses <3

NAVIGATION

“You want me to sit on your…lap?” I ask, hesitant. Sapnap nods, smile on his face and hands tapping his lap as an invitation. I frown, muttering under my breath. How could he ever think this was a good idea? Begrudgingly, I trudge over to him and lower myself onto his lap. We’re face to face with my legs on both sides of his thighs. Most of my weight is still on my feet, I don’t want to hurt him.

“Sit down.” he whines, pulling me down by the shoulders so I sit fully, all weight on him. I anticipate him to ask me to move off any moment now, I must be too heavy. My hands are tightly holding onto his shoulders, head down to avoid his eyes.

He starts laughing. “So cozy, we should do this more.” Bewildered, I have to look up to meet his eyes. He has a smile on his face. “We can sit like this while I edit or something.” Is he serious right now? He moves under me and I immediately stand. Knew it, he’s just being nice to not hurt my feelings.

“Why did you move?” He asks, a frown on his face. “I was squishing you.” his lips part and he looks at loss for words. He blinks rapidly before saying, “No, you weren’t. Baby, please sit on my lap. I promise you weren’t squishing me or hurting me.” he tempts me back in by tapping his lap again, nodding his head when I make a move to get back on. When I’m close enough, he grabs my hand and holds onto it tightly, keeping that grip.

When I’m back on his lap, he grins. He does eventually let go of my hand only to hold my face with both. He pecks my lips and goes to hug me. I sigh light heartedly, putting my arms over his shoulders and staying like so for the next who knows.

@lukerycyja @quivvyintheclouds @shy-nanya @lmfaosoph @b3l0v3ds @sabinanotfound @youngstarfishdinosaur @acidtabletz @loonylovegood13 @dreamzluvrr @augustine-is-joy @cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc @aviiothic @the-swageyama-tobiyolo @oh-mcyt @angstyx @gods-of-the-otherside @joyfullymulti @charmingkuroo @lucymcyt @box-of-roses @daniellacangfhs

Mcyt Headcanons

Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Awesamdude, Skeppy, Technoblade, Dream, Karl Jacobs, Quackity, GeorgeNotFound, Wilbur Soot x reader (separate)

word count : 1.k

warnings : slightly nsfw-ish, brief mentions of abuse

synopsis : Kissing prompts (that I got from pinterest)

Author’s note : I have a collapsing prompts version of this in the works as well as “Parental SMP” pt.4 so continue being patient with that series and anything else for me, guys <3

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Security | Okkotsu Yuuta

Summary: Three times Yuuta tried to keep his feelings under wraps and the one time he slipped.

Word count: 4.2k

Producer’s pick: Through and Through — khai dreams

i.

“I-it’s not what it looks like!”

Maki grinned knowingly at Yuuta, head lowered in embarrassment—a futile attempt in masking the growing blush on his face. Meanwhile, Inumaki and Panda were busy snickering at their friend’s current predicament.

The scene was comical to say the least. “So… (y/n), huh?”

Yuuta wanted nothing more than to deny, but he let out a sigh he didn’t know he was holding.

“Yeah, what about it?” He feigns courage which didn’t help mask his nervousness.

“About time.” Panda chimed with a knowing look, hearing a brief ‘Shake’ from Inumaki who also agreed. Despite his high collar, Yuuta can still see the look he is giving him, judging from the way his eyebrows are raised.

“Am I that obvious?”

“Yeah.” She hummed at him, placing her weapon beside her. “Too painfully obvious that I almost feel bad.”

Panda raises his paw to his chin, “You’re not subtle about it, Okkotsu.”

“Tuna mayo!”

After hearing that, Yuuta wants nothing more than to sink into the ground and never to be found again. But he can’t help it that his eyes gravitate towards your form during training that results in him getting his ass beaten by Maki, shouting at him to stop spacing out nor is it his fault that his mind goes haywire when he smells the faint scent of your perfume, as you pass by his direction.

He wants to stop. He really does, but he can’t—not when his heart aches for you.

As his mind started to wander somewhere far, Yuuta was startled by a sword landing beside him which made him and the others look in your direction. Only to see you sitting on a grunting Megumi’s back.

“How annoying. You’ve gotten better in your aim. You almost grazed my cheek back there.” You commented while lightly fanning yourself with your tessen, the material shining under the sun. “But you still leave your left unguarded, Fushiguro.”

Fushiguro grunted in response, you closed your tessen and pocketed it before giving him a hand in standing up.

“See what we mean?” Panda mused, as Maki shook her head at Yuuta who was busy stammering another excuse.

As the two were busy playfully jabbing at Yuuta, Inumaki stood up from his seat and went to the direction of (y/n) and Fushiguro who were busy talking. Inumaki waved at both of you, earning a nod from Fushiguro and a greeting from you.

“What brings you here, Inumaki?” You asked while you fiddle with your tessen.

Inumaki points in the other second year’s direction, following his finger—you witness Panda and Maki throwing back their heads in laughter while Yuuta was blushing profusely with no signs of stopping anytime.

Curious, you walked towards their direction which left Fushiguro who only slapped a palm on his forehead as Inumaki wiggled his fingers teasingly at him; obviously up to annoying the younger boy.

As the distance grew closer, you heard Maki’s voice resonating from where you were. “—mind if I took them out, hm?”

“You wouldn’t!”

“You wouldn’t do what?” You inquired with hands on your hips. Everyone went silent, gazing at you, then Yuuta who looked like he had seen a ghost, due to how pale he turned.

You raised your eyebrow at their sudden behavior, Panda kept nudging a shocked Yuuta while Maki bit her lips to contain herself from roaring in laughter at his state.

Was there something I missed? You thought. A sigh left your lips before turning your back at them and towards the direction of the dorms.

“If anyone needs me, I’ll be in my room.” You announced, placing your hands in your pocket. Peering over your shoulder with a small smirk etched on your lips. “Don’t bully Yuuta too much, poor guy looks like he’ll have a heart attack.”

“Takana.”

“Inumaki, you’re not helpful!”

ii.

This is stupid. You thought while walking outside the college, kicking stray rocks on the pavement as a string of curses left your lips.

You didn’t want to be the one going for the convenience store run, but now you have to because you lost a game of rock, paper, and scissors.

EARLIER :

Your eyes shook in fear at your hand for forming scissors while the others did rock. “I want another round! Best of three!”

With a sigh, they all complied and the results remained the same—you losing each and every round. You blame the predictability of the game.

Maki grins widely, “You know what that means, (y/n).”

“Do I really have to?”

Panda only pats you on the back in response while Inumaki decides to poke you in a teasing manner which makes you grumble even more. Yuuta gives you a brief look of sympathy, feeling sorry for your current predicament.

“Stupid game, stupid everyone for making me play.” You complain while you continue your walk, oblivious of the footsteps behind you.

Putting your hands inside your pockets while you walk the dreaded yet familiar route that you’re taking. When you walked through the familiar neighborhood, you immediately crossed the street to be on the left side, almost as if you’re avoiding something.

Your ears perked up at the sound of chains rattling; your heart is picking up its pace along with your feet where each step becomes heavier than the last one. Then, you heard barking—loud enough to make you stop in your tracks.

“Oh, hell no.” You immediately lifted yourself onto the bench with shaky legs. “They can wait for all I care.”

The barking didn’t cease, making you hug your knees to your chest while biting your thumb, thoughts of going to the convenience store were thrown out of the window.

“(L/n)?”

A hand placed on your shoulder made you yelp while Yuuta reeled in shock. “GAH- what are you doing here?”

He scratches his nape, “I was… just checking on you, that’s all. Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s good! Yeah, e-everything’s good.”

Yuuta looks at you, unconvinced with the answer you gave him, only raising his eyebrows at you as if pressing you to answer honestly.

You shakily point your finger behind him. “You see that… dog?”

He looks behind him to see a small Shiba Inu on a chained leash, barking insistently at them while occasionally attempting to pull apart from its restraints and nods.

“I’m… not really a big fan of dogs.”

So (l/n) is afraid of dogs. He realizes while observing your anxious stature, then blocks your view with his body.

“That’s alright, I’ll come with you.”

“Huh?”

“You’re scared of that dog, right? I’ll come with you to the convenience store.”

“You will?”

You looked at him with hopeful eyes; your thumb still in between your teeth. He nods before offering a bright smile in which you reciprocated with a smile of your own.

With shaky legs, you hopped off the bench with Yuuta holding your hand to keep you balanced when you landed. The barking ensued again, more aggressive than earlier which made you flinch.

“You can hold onto my arm if you want.” He offered as you wrapped your hand around his arm shortly.

“But what if the dog escapes its restraints?”

“I’ll make sure it won’t reach you.”

He offered you a determined look, waiting for your signal that you’re ready. With a surge of confidence, you gave him a nod then you two started to walk.

He whispers, “You can close your eyes, (l/n).”

You shut your eyes quickly upon hearing the barking once more, burying your face against his shoulder as you walk—breathing in the faint scent of fabric softener and musk from his uniform.

“Thanks, Okkotsu.” You murmured against the fabric of his uniform which he responded with a gentle hand behind your head.

iii.

“Something’s wrong.” Yuuta points out while feeling an ominous presence which makes him grip his weapon.

“Why hasn’t the curtain disappeared?”

Light padding of footsteps were heard which was then followed by a loud screeching sound that resonated in the hallways. From the shadows emerged a woman; her ragged form drenched in rainwater and in her hand was a large sack that kept on twitching.

“M-my daughter was stolen from me. What must be lost shall be returned!”

“She’s mi-ne..!”

“Who took her!?”

Sliding your foot, you immediately unfolded your tessen to make an attack, only for it to be deflected. Afterwards, you two feel rainwater drenching your uniforms.

“It’s no use.” You complained as you looked in front of the curse. “We need to exorcise the curse before the worst comes.”

He nodded in agreement. “We need to find its weakness.”

“Before that, we must save the civilians inside the sack.”

Eyeing the large sack, it kept twitching in the spirit’s hold along with muffled cries escaping through the worn-out fabric. “Create a distraction for me, (l/n).”

You nodded, “Alright. Just don’t inhale the miasma or you’ll get knocked out.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

You quickly folded your paper fan and placed it back inside its harness. With eyes closed, you intertwined your fingers together

“Cursed Spell Emission No. 17: Chloros.”

Gust of greenish-yellow gas escapes from your lips before blowing it between your index finger and thumb, clouding the area slowly.

He gives the gold band on his finger a brief kiss before slowly rushing forward. “Rika, lend me your power.”

Yuuta navigates through the thick smoke, covering his nose with his sleeve as the blade burns blue. He manages to slice off the arms that attempted to grab his ankle.

You hollered, “Hey you, eyes here!”

The curse responds to your call, letting out another screech that it had your ears ringing.

“How about we play a game of tag?”

As if heeding your offer, the curse stomped in your direction which made them drop the sack before regrowing the limb that was cleanly sliced and licking the rainwater off like a rabid animal. It immediately went to claw your face with its sharp nails which you narrowly dodged.

“Why you-!”

“Missed me.” You mused while you flicked your tessen fan which made the blade cut through their side. “Try harder than that, you old hag.”

Meanwhile, Yuuta had successfully sliced open the sack that revealed teary little girls who had run behind his legs

One of the little girls sniffles in his hold. “A-are you going to bring us home?”

He kneels to their height, hugging his knees while facing them with a gentle smile, despite the dirt and grime on his face.

“Of course! (l/n) and I will make sure you all get home safely.” He chimed brightly, lifting his pinky finger at them. “Pinky promise.”

“I want to go home! The scary lady took me away from mama and papa!” Another girl wailed as Yuuta wipes her tears away.

“There, there. Yuuta-nii is going to take care of you, okay? How about we hide behind that closet and close your eyes for me, yeah?”

“B-but I’m scared.”

“It’s okay to be scared, okay? It’ll only be for a little bit, hold my hand so we can go there..”

“Okay.”

The little girls held each other’s hand and the tallest out of the bunch held onto Yuuta’s hand while he kept his guard up for potential curses lurking in the area.

Realization dawning the curse spirit, she lets out a violent shriek. “DAUGHTERS! WHERE ARE MY DAUGHTERS?!”

“Oi, I’m here-” you scowled before she escapes you and runs after Yuuta who was busy with the children which makes your eyes widened.

“OKKOTSU, WATCH OUT!”

Yuuta perked up at your voice before looking behind him to see the cursed spirit about to attack him. He blocked the incoming attack with his katana but he stumbled on his back, due to their speed.

He exclaims shakily, “(l-l/n), get them out of here.”

“I’m on it. Be careful!”

You willed your already aching feet and legs to run faster before picking up the girls in your arms. “Hey there, hold on tight, alright? We’ll make sure that you’re safe.”

Despite the exhaustion seeping through your muscles and bones and the burning of your lungs, you continue to pick up the pace until you make it outside where you spot a restless Ijichi.

“Ijichi-san!” You wheezed before setting the children on the ground and back to their feet.

He asked with a worried expression. “(l/n)-san! What’s happening?”

“No time to explain. Take the children home to their parents, Ijichi-san.”

Not giving Ijichi a chance to speak once more, you bolted inside the place again. He immediately dialed on his phone before beckoning the girls to get out of the curtain.

The rainwater was making things difficult, Yuuta glanced at his katana that was not too far from reach which happened to be disarmed from him earlier. He attempted to reach, fingers brushing against the blade but it was kicked away from his reach.

The spirit cackled, “Foolish child.”

As she was about to summon more rainwater, he heard the spirit choke on something. From the corner of his eyes, he sees you behind the cursed spirit, busy stuffing marbles inside her mouth.

“Okkotsu!” You kicked the sword in his direction before turning to the spirit that you put on choke hold. “Seriously, when will you stop with your bullshit, old hag?”

All of a sudden, the cursed spirit suddenly spat all of the marbles which sent you to panic.

You warned, “Sulfur!”

“Huh?”

“The marbles contain sulfur. The miasma will be poisonous so get away, Okkotsu!”

He backs away too late before the marbles release the miasma from your technique, making him inhale sharply. You slowly let go of the spirit when you see Rika emerge from behind you, then hearing a cracking sound.

“Hold her for me, Rika.” Yuuta orders as his whole demeanor changes, emerging from the fog in licks of cursed energy.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, the last thing you see is a head rolling onto your feet which then dissipates into ash along with its body.

He falls to his knees with his katana as his support while you rush to catch his upper body before it falls to the floor.

“What the hell were you thinking?” You glared at him in worry while pushing back the hair that falls to his face. “Do you know how risky it would be for you to summon Rika?”

He coughs violently, “Was I… able to exorcise it?”

“Of course, you did! Now, you’ve inhaled sulfur from my technique.”

“Are you alright?”

“I’m supposed to ask you that, Okkotsu! You’re the one who’s coughing violently!”

He slowly lifts his hand to your forehead, his thumb slowly caressing the gash on your forehead before a warm light engulfs the tip of his fingers to close the wound.

You were still talking to him, he couldn’t remember what you were trying to say—everything just became white noise, but he can tell that you’re both frustrated and worried from the expression you’re making.

You grumbled distastefully. “—are you even listening to me? The elders won’t take this lightly and may put you up for execution once more!”

“Don’t worry too much about me, (l/n). You still have injuries left untended, you know?”

You ignored his comment nonchalantly before looking at him once more. “I hate you.”

Your words don’t have any venom nor burn; he felt your careful hand taking his arm and looping it around your shoulder before supporting him to stand up. He leans all his weight on you while you walk slowly and adjust your hold.

“You don’t do this to people you hate, (l/n).”

“Shut up, Okkotsu. I’m still mad at you.”

He only lets out a laugh at your weak comment then sees the corner of your lips quirk in a relieved smile.

iv.

You trudged along the dark hallways, an empty cup noodle in hand as you made your way to the trash bin. A week passed after that mission, you were able to bring Yuuta to Shoko in time, but it didn’t mean that it made you sleep easier.

“Is he okay?” You stood up from your seat as Shoko removed the mask covering half of her face.

“Calm down, (l/n). Yuuta is fine, he did inhale a lot of sulfur.”

“I am so sorry about that-”

“Anyone who inhaled the amount he did usually died, but thanks to… I guess, Rika healing him; I was able to treat him easily.”

You shook your head into your hands, ashamed that your carelessness brought Yuuta to his current predicament.

Almost as if Shoko can read your thoughts, she sighs before placing her hand on your shoulder. “I know it’s difficult to accept, but you’re not at fault here. Sometimes, things just don’t go as planned.”

“I’m just frustrated, that's all.”

“Yuuta will be fine, he’ll need to stay here for a few days so I can monitor his condition.” She reassured you before patting your shoulder and leading you out of the clinic.“While you, go back to your dorm and rest since you also sustained injuries.”

“But-”

“That’s a doctor’s order.”

You begrudgingly walked out of the room, looking through the window where you can see Yuuta lying down on the bed hooked up to an oxygen tank and several machines—sleeping soundly.

Once more, you see Shoko giving you a knowing look before raising her hand, gesturing you in a ‘shooing motion’.

Deciding to retire for the day, you made your way to the clinic once more to see how Yuuta was doing. With careful steps, you walked inside the room, halting at the side of the bed as you heard the faint sound of his breathing.

“You’re such a trouble magnet, Okkotsu.” You whispered while brushing the strands of hair that fell to his face. “But get well soon.”

You exited the room, keeping in mind that you’ll pay Yuuta a visit once again in the morning. For now, you need to sleep as the fatigue has slowly caught up in your body.

Yuuta wakes up from the light peeking through the curtains as he squints his eyes while his vision adjusts, eyes heavy with sleep.

“Glad to know you’re alive and well.” Maki mused with arms crossed.

Yuuta blinks at her, “Maki? What are you doing here?”

“Checking on you, why else would I still be here?”

“R-right.”

Maki examines the room, nothing out of the ordinary until her eyes land on the replenished water bottles and snacks on the side table which made her push her glasses.

She smirks at him, pointing at the direction beside him. “I see, you’re well taken care of (l/n).”

He gives her a confused look which was only met with a deadpan expression from her which made him flinch.

“Please, I think it’s obvious that (l/n) cares about you.”

“Of course they will, isn’t that what friends do?”

“I don’t know if you’re just oblivious or in denial, but anyone can tell that (l/n) is always looking out for you.” She lets out a frustrated sigh before crossing her leg in her seat.

He protests. “Don’t they look out for all of us?”

“That’s true but you’re missing the point! Why would they go out of their way to buy medicine when you come down with a flu or roughing up those who badmouth you? From what I know, they didn’t do that to any of us… except for you.”

Yuuta looks down to his palms, observing all the callouses that formed from training and he lets out a sigh.

“Even if they did that, it doesn’t mean that they like me. Being in their company is more than enough. They deserve to be with someone better… Someone who’s—”

He was interrupted upon hearing a loud slam of the door which made him look up, only for his eyes to widen in shock. Maki also looked flabbergasted, but her lips curled into a smirk immediately.

“D-did I interrupt something?” You squeaked awkwardly as unknown tension started to fill the room.

“Not really, but you’re just in time!”

She stands up from her seat before leaning close to whisper. “What I’m saying is that there’s a possibility of them liking you. You might as well shoot your shot. I mean, the worst that can happen is rejection.”

With a reassuring pat on the shoulder, Maki greets you with a nod, not before shooting you a small smirk before she leaves the room. Tension filled the room once more, almost suffocating that it made your stomach churn.

“You heard everything, didn’t you?” Yuuta quips carefully which makes you flinch.

You admitted, “I.. uhm… yeah, I did.”

Silence filled the room once more, not until Yuuta speaks up with a smile—one that’s unnaturally forced.

“I was only kidding, I mean how could I ever-”

“Has anyone told you that you’re a bad liar?”

“I’m not?”

“Only proves my point but was everything true?”

You crossed your arms on your chest, looking him dead in the eye. Yuuta looked away from your piercing gaze before nodding his head, not trusting his voice for a moment.

He lies while tucking himself with a blanket. “I’m tired, I think you should go now. Good night.”

“Do you really think I’ll go away that easily?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“(l/n), don’t be stubborn.”

“Are you not going to hear what I have to say, Okkotsu?”

You were met with silence which meant that he was going to listen to what you had to say. Your mouth willed itself to speak before you even started to collect your thoughts.

“You know, I thought I was being obvious about my sentiments.” You laughed lightly before looking up once more.

“I like you a lot, Okkotsu. I am not Rika nor will I ever replace Rika and I don’t intend to do that. Just wanted to let you know that you don’t have to feel obligated to return my feelings—I just wanted it off my chest. I know it’s a lot to take in.”

Yuuta was stunned; his head felt lightheaded from listening, as well as he felt his chest constrict and contract altogether. Everything felt too foreign for him, he must've been immersed in his thoughts that you took his silence as an indirect ask for space.

“I’ll be going now, rest well!” You quipped, snapping him out of his thoughts.

He called, “(l/n), wait!”

You have already disappeared from the room, Yuuta hurriedly tosses the blanket aside and stands up to catch up to you bared foot.

He sees you halfway through the hallway then breaks out into a sprint and puts his hands on your shoulder while clumsily making you turn to face him which startled you.

“Me too!” He breathes out, your face scrunching in confusion at his words.

“Huh?”

“I like you too, (l/n)… I’m sorry it took a while, because I wasn’t ready to risk our friendship over feelings. The risk was too much which is why I chose to admire you from afar.”

Too busy with talking, he didn’t realize how you were controlling the voice in your head that was insistently prompting you to do something.

Fuck it. You thought before you brought your hand to his cheek and leaned close to peck his cheek making him freeze from your action.

He exhales sharply. “Did you just?”

“I did. What are you going to do about it, Yuuta?”

He lets out a grin at the mention of his first name falling from your lips. With a sudden surge of confidence, he pulls you in for another kiss until your noses bumped which elicited a laugh from you.

Yuuta tilted his head and slots his lips against yours, the kiss was clumsy but affectionate. You two didn’t care too much, not when you’re relishing in the moment you’re sharing.

BONUS:

“So…” Panda started, biting a chunk of an apple while looking at the two of you. “Who said it first?”

Everyone was looking at you two intently, anticipating your answer while the two of you bit your lips to stifle your laughter.

“Well, technically it’s Yuuta.” You replied to which Yuuta shook his head in disagreement.

He reasons lightly, “But wasn’t it you?”

“You admitted it to Maki and I overheard it so it’s you.”

“Tuna tuna!” Inumaki sticks out his palm, despite his collar covering half of his face, it doesn’t erase the smirk forming which made Maki and Panda groan while giving him a handful of bills.

The two of you started in shock while Inumaki happily counted the bills he received, fanning it to himself teasingly to irk the other two.

“Did you guys seriously bet…”

“On us?”

Maki complains with a playful sneer. “We’re tired of seeing the two of you pin for each other, might as well get married!”

“Betting on ¥ 200, 000 that they’ll be married in 10 years.” Panda chimes which made Inumaki roll his eyes and hold up five fingers.

“¥ 300, 000 that it’ll be in 15 years.”

“ARE YOU SERIOUSLY DOING THIS?!”

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“aki.”

the tall devil hunter gave you an unresponsive hum as his long, slender fingers threaded through ebony locks.

“aki.”

“what.”

he still wasn’t paying attention to you.

heaving a sigh, you slid off of your seat and made your way over to the towering man who was fixing his mussed up hair in the mirror.

“aki hayakawa.” you slipped your arms underneath his shoulders, reaching up to his neck and grabbing his loosened tie.

perching your chin on his shoulder, you gazed at the reflection of the two of you in the mirror as you slowly slid the knot of his tie up to his neck to tighten it, inch by exhilarating inch.

oh, aki was paying attention to you now.

you could feel his adam’s apple bob underneath your soft lips as you pressed a light kiss to his vulnerable neck, never breaking eye contact with his reflection.

the tie was already more than tight enough, but this was too good.

you spotted something akin to panic flicker inside of aki’s dark, brooding eyes as you continued to slide the knot higher and higher and higher.

his entire body was rigid as he rasped out, “(y/n).” his fearful gaze pleaded with yours in the mirror.

“aki.” the thickest part of the tie nearly touching his chin, you stroked the side of his sharp jawline with your thumb, admiring his reddening face in the mirror and letting out a sultry giggle. “oops, too tight.”

you figured he deserved some sort of grace from you, but he was ignoring you in the first place. so he still needed some punishment.

grabbing hold of his sturdy shoulders, you spun him around until the two of you were face to face. you slid your hands tantalizingly down his toned chest, admiring the firm muscles underneath his white dress shirt before slipping his silk tie in between your fingers once again.

you were drunk off of his vulnerability. the way he begged with his eyes, pleading for you to free him from his constraints. his quiet, strained groans as he tried to maintain his composure while he slowly grew asphyxiated.

it was intoxicating.

raising your eyebrows suggestively, you placed two hands around the thick knot of fabric underneath his chin. as a tiny reward for his patience, you pressed a lingering kiss on the tip of his sharp jawline, just shy from his needy lips.

“ngh… (y/n). enough.” he warned, yet it was so hard to take him seriously as the leash was in your hands, not his.

you clicked your tongue in disapproval. “tsk, i’m the one in control here, hayakawa-san.” your dancing fingers trickled down to the knot just inches away from your face. you moved your challenging gaze up to aki’s, whose brows were furrowed in pain, annoyance, and.. restraint. “well, shall we?”

“hah…” he squeezed his eyes shut. “yes, please.”

a smirk spread across your playful lips at his desperation. “good boy,” you whispered, fingers working to swiftly loosen the knot.

as soon as you did, a strong hand grabbed the back of your head, tugging your hair back as gasping lips pressed against yours.

you see, aki wasn’t only begging for oxygen, he was begging for your lips.

those slender fingers that were once running through his ebony hair were now traveling up your collarbone to your neck. a startled gasp escaped your throat as his grip became vice, his lips moving to growl into your ear.

“now it’s my turn to shut you up.”

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What if a female toman friend (the reader i guess) has a younger sibling who likes to give silly nicknames for the members ? (Coz it is still difficult for them to pronounce) for example Mikey=Kiki. Baji=JiJi (which is similar to how you pronounce "old man" in Japanese 😂😭) and they would name them after what they look like Chifuyu= cat, Pachin=teddy. And Mitsuya = Taki nii-chan coz he is like a brother (nobody can argue 🥺). Smily=stobey (strawberry). Angery= gorogoro (grape). The only person they say his name is Ken for unknown reasons 😂💛 they just cut Draken to Ken (imagine Mikey teasing him for even a young kid finding out his real name 😂). I think toman might start a war coz they would laugh at each others for these silly names and they even would start using it like code names 🤣.

THIS IS SO CUTEE gahhh the nicknames and their reactions are just so frickin adorable THANK U SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING!! i love this so much but have a fantastic day, beautiful! ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ♡ I ALSO GOOGLED WHAT KAIKAI MEANT AND IS IT CORRECT THAT IT'S MEANT AS 'OPENING'😭 pls i just thought it was cute cuz of his last syllables but pls let me know if i should change it if i used it wrong

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐒/𝐎'𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌

CHARACTERS: Mikey, Draken, Baji, Pachin, Chifuyu, Mitsuya & Kawata twins with fem! reader (literally just all of Toman)

GENRE/INCLUDES: humor, fluff, lots of cursing

- When you joined Toman, you were already aware of how you were going to be cautious around your little sister, Mai, now that you were surrounded by well respected delinquents but you can't control the timelines where you have to take her with you when none of your parents are available to look after her.

"Mikey, I'm sorry I had to bring her but this is Mai. Mai this is Mikey and Draken." By the sound of their names and the two leaders crouch down to meet her level, kindly waving and Draken could tell how she was staring at his tattoo.

"Hi, Mai." He greets but she just smiles out of shyness and hides behind you. The rest of the members notice the little kid stuck to you and some of them try to smile to not make her feel terrified.

"Oi oi, kids aren't allowed here." Baji jokes, earning him a slap to the arm. "If she cries, I'm blaming you." You said as you felt a tug to your legs and Mai signals you to come down. You obeyed and she whispers to you asking what was his name.

"Mai, this is Baji." You introduced him and when your sister saw the length in his hair, she spoke.

"Is.. a girl?" She couldn't even say his name for the mean time because she was so drawn to his hair. Chuckling, you turned to Baji who just heard what she said.

"I'm not a girl, pft." He says and the rest of the gang stiffle a laugh.

"Alright alright, let's start the meeting." Mikey said, hiding his smile but Chifuyu was the first one to break into a laugh and Baji just sent a heavy pat to his back.

- Mai's eyes would not rest. Her eyes are caught on different people, just watching how these guys were cheering on their leader, conversing about kicking ass like she knew everything in terms of it—nodding when Mikey was asking a question just to join the hype of the crowd as you held her.

- Once the meeting ends, she feels like she could pinpoint a few of the members just by the color of their hair and the one who made her really curious were the Kawata twins.

- Mikey would offer you a ride home but it was a funny trip because she kept asking him questions.

"What's an ass and why are you kicking it?"

"Y/N, can I tell her?"

"Well just—rephrase it."

- When you get home, she looks so in thought like she was pondering so hard into her head of whatever she was thinking. You sat beside her, asking her if she was okay but she just returns another question to you.

"Can I go with you when you meet with them?"

"Yeah Mai, just behave and keep quiet okay?"

"Okay!"

- The next time she comes by, she's asking you to take you to the twins because it's been bugging her all day so you let the two know that Mai wanted to meet them.

"This is Smiley and this is Angry." You introduced her and she's giggling all of the sudden which makes the two boys tilt their head at her.

"Their names look like their face!" She points out to which Smiley chuckles now that he knew why so he's crouching down to meet her and Souya follows.

"That's right, kiddo!" The peach haired twin said and Mai's hand reached out to his locks but stops.

"Can I.. can I touch your hair?" Mai sheepishly asks and Nahoya looks to you. "Can I lift her?" You nodded and Smiley takes her in his arms and answers yes to her previous question and once she felt how soft and fluffy it was, she's letting out a tiny "wow" patting his hair.

"How old is she, Y/N?" Souya asks beside you with a bit of a smile, finding Mai adorable at how excited she was.

"Roughly 4 years old."

"Can I touch his hair too?" She asks pointing to the youngest and that's where they're swapping places in carrying her.

- This goes on for a while with the members getting to play with her, sometimes a few playdates with Mitsuya for his sisters to be with Mai and every meeting just feels like a playdate to them but that's where the mini inner conflict begins.

"Jiji!" She shouts, waddling to embrace Baji's legs while you run to get her. Baji looks at her surprised and confused to who she was calling to.

"What was that? Whose Jiji?" He asks him and Mai just shakes her head and points to him. Upon hearing the nickname for him, you and Chifuyu look at each other, laughing at what she said.

"Mai, my name is Baji."

"Jiji, that's what I said?"

"That's completely different? I'm not an old man!" Baji said offended and the rest are joining you two in the laughter.

"Aha! Geezer!" Mikey laughs and by his entrance, Mai claps her hands.

"Kiki!" She utters and once again, you all are just staring at her amused.

".. me?" Mikey utters, stopping his laugh. Mai nods, confirming her little call to him and Mikey lets it slip pass him for tonight but none of the division captains would let it go, a constant banter between Baji and Mikey not knowing all of them were about to be a victim the nicknames Mai has for them.

- One time you took her out for breakfast and you coincidentally met up with Mitsuya and the girls but the lilac haired boy was intrigued at how he was called.

"Taki-nii chan!" She shouts, waving at him with a big smile and Mitsuya chuckles. "Hey there, Mai. What'd you call me?" He asks, patting her shoulder.

"Taki-nii chan?" Luna and Mana are looking back and forth until they're hugging Mai and the two older siblings were just watching in awe. "She's our sister now!" Luna declares and the younger Mitsuya nods in agreement while their brother nudges you as he spoke,

"Guess they're inseparable now."

- When the other members had flee from the meeting and the only ones left were the captains and the vice captains, they were all circled up in their own conversations until Smiley spoke.

"Hey pretty, can you tell us our names again?" He asks, wanting to know how he'd be called so you put Mai down as the boys line up, immensely finding it entertaining.

"Jiji, Kiki, Kitty, Teddy, Pey, Taki-nii chan, Kaikai. " She states, pointing at each of them as she walks and everyone is holding back a cackle at Pah-chin, Chifuyu and Hakkai. They found it cute though but to be called such names being one of the top gangs sure feels ironic.

"I don't wanna hear anything from you assholes." Pah-chin said, sighing out of disappointment and Peh-yan smacks his arm like a fool.

"Don't fucking cuss there's a child!"

"YOU IDIOT."

She moves to the twins and to Draken on the other side and begins her rolecall again. "Stobey, Gorogoro and Ken!"

"KEN?" Mikey laughs, patting the taller boys back as Draken removes the hand on him. "Shut up, Mikey!" He argued back and the twins were pointing at each other.

"Aha, gorogoro~"

"STOBEY IS WORSE."

You carry Mai in your arms and watch everything turn into chaos, watching everyone banter with each other.

"Okay cat, don't get too comfortable with me now."

"Noted, grandpa Jiji."

"OH FUCK OFF."

- There was almost an audience growing and all of them had the same thought: why the fuck were their upperclassmen fighting over a nickname? Mai is just clapping her hands now that she felt like she got all of their names correct in her world and the mini argument just dies when they've stopped laughing.

- You didn't join in on one of their meet ups because you knew a fight was going to errupt so you stayed behind with Luna and Mana (Mitsuya had to apologize dozen of times for him to leave because he didn't want to add a pile of kids to take care of).

And that was the perfect time for them to fight against each other—nickname wise.

"Oi oi, Kaikai, get your ass here and help me!"

"Taka-chan, don't call me that!"

"Ken, I can top your targets. "

"Damn, your real name is just Ken?" The guy that Draken was punching suddenly spoke with a mock to his smirk, leading the blonde to send a rightful hook to his face. "You don't get to call me anything, jackass." He spat, sending a glare to Mikey.

- These guys would not shut up about it—they don't care anyway as long as some other person outside of their circle joins in like a friend. They're just happy to find a reason to annoy each other even if they're straight up beating other people.

"Kiki, are we finished already?"

"Jiji, shut the fuck up."

- Would definitely not hesitate to shut somebody up when they heard about this nickname craze.

"Did you hear? Smiley-kun is called Stobey?"

"And I heard that you guys were going to be murdered!" Nahoya says, slinging his arm to the two members and they're shaking their head to deny what they just said.

"Don't speak about it. It's only for Y/N and Mai!" Angry followed up and the two scram to their feet. They just better hope that the next time they meet, the twins are digging holes to their heads just by a stare.

"I'm sorry, why are you laughing?" Baji asked them with a smile and Chifuyu is covering his mouth and removes it, pursing his lips acting like he has a serious expression.

"Eh? Well uh- Baji- I didn't know you had a nickname."

"And I didn't know you had a bruise to your temple."

"Huh? I don't have a-" *cue punch to the temple that does leave a mark on the boy*

"You don't got a right to act all buddy buddy with me." Baji says and the two best friends leave with a laugh at how the previous boy looked.

- The next time you stop by without Mai and tell them she got sick from the rain, they're a bit worried and the banter usually subsides now that she wasn't there to laugh at them when they fight with each other.

So in return for giving them some fun for the past couple days, they're visiting your household to check up on the girl.

"Mai-chan!" Mikey says entering her room with a stuff toy in hand and the sick kid instantly smiles seeing all of them there. Draken, Mikey and Baji sat on the bed while the rest just sit on the floor which makes you feel slightly embarrassed that they were fitting themselves in a tiny ass room.

"Why you here?" She asks, hugging the gift Mikey gave. Baji smiles and pats her head.

"Wouldn't want Mai-Mai to feel bad." He says and she's throwing her arms around him, hugging him.

"Mai, do you know my real name?" Draken asks, laughing lightly at how he hasn't let the issue slip past that everyone seemed to have funny nicknames and he was just left with his birth name.

"Kenchin!" She states and Mikey lowers his head to not be pointed as the villain but you could tell there's a vein that's showing through Draken's forehead.

"Who taught you that?"

"Secret!"

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OVERALL: @stesphy @itsmeaudrieee @crapimahuman @meguroshi @floydenai @dai-tsukki-desu

crashing down

Summary: When a heist goes horribly wrong, Jesper and Y/N are trapped underneath the rubble.

`A/N: looks like i’m writing for my murder children now. I have zero regrets

Jesper Fahey x platonic!reader

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SPECIAL CLASSIC BLACK COFFEE

MASTERLIST | JUJUTSU KAISEN SERIES

so you chose one cup of speical black coffee? a regular of mine called Fushiguro Megumi gets the classic black coffee but he does sometimes get this type as well, maybe he likes a tiny bit of sugar and cinnamon in his life…

☕️ SYNOPSIS :

within the jujutsu world, there were three famous clans to be aware of, the Kamo clan, Zenin clan and the Gojo clan. However, unknown to many sorcerers there was one last family that was known to be apart of the three, only for them to disappear after the golden era leading some to speculate that they had died in battle after the sealing of ryomen sukuna, but….

☕️ Y/N CHARCTER PROFILE : 🌷

☕️ BONUS PLAYLIST : 🌷

☕️ JUJUTSU KAISEN SERIES :

EPISODE ONE - Ryōmen Sukuna

EPISODE TWO - For Myself

EPISODE THREE - Girl of Steel

EPISODE FOUR - Curse Womb must Die 

EPISODE FIVE - Curse Womb must Die II 

EPISODE SIX - After Rain 

EPISODE SEVEN - Assault 

EPISODE EIGHT - Boredom 

EPISODE NINE - Small Fly and Reverse Retribution 

EPISODE TEN - Idle Transfiguration 

EPISODE ELEVEN - Narrow-Minded 

EPISODE TWELVE - To You, Someday 

EPISODE THIRTEEN - Tomorrow 

EPISODE FOURTEEN - Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event - Group Battle 0 

EPISODE FIFTEEN - Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event - Group Battle 1 

EPISODE SIXTEEN - Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event - Group 2 

EPISODE SEVENTEEN - Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event - Group 3 

EPISODE EIGHTEEN - Sage 

EPISODE NINETEEN - Black Flash 

EPISODE TWENTY - Nonstandard 

EPISODE TWENTY ONE - Jujutsu Koshien 

EPISODE TWENTY ONE (PART TWO) - Jamais Vu 

EPISODE TWENTY TWO - The Origin of Blind Obedience 

EPISODE TWENTY THREE - The Origin of Blind Obedience 2

EPISODE TWENTY FOUR - Accomplices

☕️ MILK? : JUJUTSU SANPO

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE THREE - Revolving Sushi 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE FOUR - Can you hold your phone on your shoulder? 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE FIVE - I don’t stink 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE NINE - To Nanami 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TEN - Where’s my skirt? 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE THIRTEEN - Itadori’s Recipe to Meatballs 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE FIFTEEN - What kind of person is your type? 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY - Dog or Cat? 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY ONE - Rice or Bread?

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY TWO - She was a nice woman, too! 

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY THREE - Formation A

JUJUTSU SANPO EPISODE TWENTY FOUR - Jujutsu Kaisen

☕️ EXTRA SUGAR? : LIVING WITH THE NEWLYWED FUSHIGUROS’

Don’t Pout at Me

Rings

Parent Talk

The Morning After

Like a Cat

Nibbles

Shikigami Shenanigans

Clingy

You’re Mine

Too Much Sugar

© violettelueur 2021 : written and published by violettelueur - do not steal or repost

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for pretty girl selene @hajigumi

megumi knows that he’s screwed when he notices the way his eyes follow your every movement whenever you’re near.

it wasn’t blaringly obvious at first, a simple glance whenever you walked into the room being the only real sign that he ever acknowledged your presence. but then, he started to notice the little things, like how your eyes lit up whenever you greeted him or how your lips twitched whenever you tried roping yuuji into one of your pranks. 

the thing that made him realize how much he had grown to care for you however, was when he found himself staying up late because he knew that you hated getting ready for bed when there wasn’t anyone else around. something about the vibes being off when it was nighttime, you had said, not that megumi cared. he was more than willing to let his sleep schedule suffer in order to give you some peace of mind. 

he was surprised that nobara and yuuji had never noticed, especially considering the fact that he had taken to ignoring the others whenever they spoke to him in favor of watching you. even though he had told himself multiple times that his actions were borderline creepy, he could never find it in him to tear his eyes away from you. 

he often found himself wondering if you noticed his stare. you did. 

megumi had always told himself that he was more than happy with admiring you from the sidelines, keeping your interactions to a minimum in order to hide his feelings. which was why his eyes widened in shock when he opened his bedroom door only for you to barge in.

“what’s going on?” he asked, only to be shushed by you. you were leaning up against his door, chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. 

“i’m running from gojo,” you admitted quietly, your smile making megumi’s heart stutter. “i guess he doesn’t like being pranked this late at night.”

“i don’t think anyone does,” megumi replied just as quietly, his lips turning up into a soft smile as he stared at you. 

“megumi?” you asked, earning a soft hum from the boy. you took a deep breath before speaking, the words tumbling out of your mouth before you could stop them. “do you like me? romantically, i mean.”

megumi’s jaw dropped slightly before he took a step backwards, unable to find any words to say in response. he was stopped when you reached for his hand, pulling him in and pressing a kiss to his cheek in an attempt to calm him down. your action did the opposite, causing the boy to break out into a bright blush that made you laugh softly.

“i hope you do,” you continued, stepping closer to him. “because i like you. a lot, actually.”

the smile on megumi’s face only grew when he processed your words, his free hand coming up to cup your face before he leaned in slightly. you blinked twice, softly nodding your head and stifling a gasp when his lips finally met yours. it was short but sweet, and you pulled away with a giggle before letting go of his hand and looping your arms around his neck. 

“i have to be honest with you, megumi,” you whispered, hesitating slightly before continuing. “there is no angry gojo after me. yuuji just thought it was time for me to confess my feelings.”

the laugh that left megumi’s lips left you stunned, and you barely had time to respond when he leaned down and pressed another kiss to your lips, looking at you fondly. 

“you’re a handful, you know that?”

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JJ MAYBANK | NOT SO SNEAKY

Summary: You and JJ had been dating for a little over a month and have unintentionally made it your thing to kiss whenever your friends weren’t paying attention.

Warnings: swearing, drug use, sexual innuendos

A/N: It’s been some time since I wrote something like this so I’m sorry for any mistakes! I’d love to make more, though, so feel free to send in requests!

[not my gif]

It all started with a quick kiss late one night. You don’t know what came over you, but as soon as Pope turned his back to you and JJ, you were leaning over and planting a sweet kiss on JJ’s cheek. He was caught off guard by it as you’d both agreed you didn’t want your friends to know just yet, but he’d just smiled and returned the affection — seconds before Pope turned back around and continued to explain why he wanted to be a coroner. From that moment, you and JJ would steal kisses whenever you could when you were around your friends. When it was just you two, there were plenty of kisses, but doing it around your friends — it made it more exciting with the thought of being caught.

At the moment, you and JJ were impatiently waiting in John B.’s Volkswagen with Pope and Kiara while John B. was searching all through his home for his favorite surfboard. You and the Pogues were planning on going to the beach to catch some waves before the storm rolled in, but John B. was having trouble finding his own board. Pope was sat up front and reading a book you’d forgotten the name of already, Kiara leaning against the side of the van, leaving only you and JJ in the back. “Is he sure it isn’t already—”

“Do any of us look like John B. to you?” You teased Pope, cocking a brow towards the boy when he glanced over his shoulder to look in your direction.

“I’m just saying!” Pope defended meekly, shaking his head as he face forward. “It wouldn’t be the first time he forgot it was already on the roof.”

Kiara let out an annoyed sigh, rolling her eyes. It shouldn’t be taking him this long. “I’m gonna go help him look,” she stated, pausing to look inside the van towards you.

You raised your brows expectantly, unsure of what she was wanting. “Okay?”

“Are you sure you wanna be left alone with dumb and dumber?” Kiara asked, unsure as to why you were willingly remaining in the back with JJ as he was expertly rolling a joint you would/wouldn’t be taking hits of later.

You snickered, your smile widening by the offended expressions on Pope and JJ’s face. You nodded, ignoring the sharp glare you were receiving from your boyfriend when you didn’t defend him. “I think I can handle them,” you replied reassuringly. “Besides, this one needs two people watching him at all times to make sure he doesn’t do anything too stupid,” you said, nudging your head in JJ’s direction.

Kiara chuckled, backing towards the Chateau. “Suit yourself, Y/N.”

With that, Kiara jogged off towards the house so they could hopefully leave sooner rather than later. You let out a content sigh once she was out of sight and pulled out your phone to check your notifications. You were going to reply to a text, but you froze when you felt JJ’s breath fan against your exposed neck. You didn’t dare move, afraid it’d capture Pope’s attention.

Your eyes darted aside, but all you saw was a smug smirk on JJ’s face the closer he got closer to you. “Better be still,” he whispered, softly pressing his lips to your skin. Your eyes instinctively fluttered closed, tilting your head to give him more access — it only made his dimpled smirk widen proudly. “Don’t wanna get caught, do you?”

He pressed a gentle kiss to your neck, and you hated how he was affecting you so much with only the little pecks. He was such a tease, and though you enjoyed it at times, so were you. He hated it when you teased him, though. But after all, this was a game for the both of you, and you weren’t going to let him be the only one daring to do something with Pope so close to you two and within eyesight.

You suddenly moved so you and JJ were side by side, your hand going to hold the back of his neck. His eyes widened in excitement, your lips pressing to his lips before he had time to think. He kissed you back hungrily, one of his hands going to your lower back. You playfully bit his lip and he let out a huff, wanting more. However, you pulled away just as quickly and glanced down to your phone as if nothing had just happened.

Pope turned to face you two, noting JJ’s flushed appearance after he heard an odd sound come from the blond. “Dude, are you okay?”

JJ scoffed, clenching his jaw. He didn’t dare look at you, but you knew you’d succeeded. “Yeah, just peachy.”

You smirked to yourself and went back to scrolling through your phone. JJ finished rolling his joint with his heart still thumping loudly in his chest with an ache for more. He carefully placed it to his lips and went to light it, but it was swiftly snatched away by Pope. You winced, knowing JJ didn’t like it when someone did that — especially when he was wanting it to relax him after you’d started something you weren’t going to be finishing anytime soon.

“Bro!” JJ gaped, attempting to take it back.

Pope shook his head and held it further away from his friend, glaring. “Not in the van, bro!”

“I just want a lil taste! It’ll be so quick you won’t even smell it!” JJ defended, trying to grab it again. Pope slid out of the passenger side, daring JJ to make a move.

“Didn’t you already get a taste?” John B. replied instead, cradling his surfboard under his arm with Kiara walking beside him, something unfamiliar on her stunning features. Pope frowned while you and JJ had confused expressions etched on your faces. Surely they didn’t know. John B. rolled his eyes and pointedly glanced between you and JJ, causing your heart to sink. “Are you serious right now? You two aren’t very sneaky.”

Your face paled in realization, lips parting. They knew?

JJ remained calm, feigning further confusion. “What the hell are you talking about, man?”

Kiara moved closer to the van, her arms folded over her chest and head titled. “Cut the bullshit, JJ,” she said, faintly smiling. Then her eyes flickered go you. “Really, Y/N? JJ of all people?”

Your cheeks turned pink, a groan leaving your lips as you pushed your face into your hands. JJ grunted and threw his hands up in the air, eyes pinned to you. “We could’ve fooled them if you’d just tried a little harder, baby!”

“No, you couldn’t have,” Pope retorted, climbing back inside with JJ’s joint hidden in place the surfer boy would never find it; for now. You moved to sit closer to JJ, giving Kiara more room to enter the back of the van while John B. made his way to the drivers side so you all could get going. “I saw you guys at the movies.”

“Movies?” Kiara repeated, face scrunched together. “I saw them at the beach the week before.”

You and JJ briefly glanced to each other, slightly amused. You hadn’t intended for your friends to find out yet, or this way at least, but you were glad they didn’t seem to mind it; you hated the no pogue on pogue macking rule and feared that your friends wouldn’t approve of you and JJ. Thankfully, they felt otherwise. “Wait, how long has this been going on?” Pope wondered, eyes burning into you and JJ for answers.

You pursed your lips in thought, glancing down to your wrist that did not have a watch wrapped around it. “Five weeks, two days, and 16 minutes.”

JJ laughed under his breath, not having any problems with wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his side to let everyone know you were in fact his. John B. faintly smiled, but it was suddenly replaced by a frown as he faced the crew. “Hang on,” he said, blinking in surprise, but his eyes were on Pope and Kiara. “You two already knew about this?”

Pope and Kiara nodded in unison. “Well duh. Didn’t you?” Kiara laughed.

“They’re weren’t very discreet,” Pope said, momentarily pausing. “No offense.”

“None taken,” you replied with a nonchalant shrug.

John B. scoffed, his brows knitted together. “I only found out today!”

You giggled, reaching forward to give him a comforting pat on the shoulder. “It’s okay, John B.,” you said kindly. “Despite what Pope and Kie say, we were pretty good at hiding it for a while.”

“Sure, Y/N,” Kie teased.

You gave her a playful shove, making her let out a loittke augh. Your body curled further into JJ’s side once John B. started up the Volkswagen and began heading towards the awaiting beach. You let out a content sigh as you relaxed in your boyfriends safe arms, smiling to yourself when he pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head.

“Hey, just because we know now doesn’t mean you can be all lovey-dovey whenever you want,” Pope playfully scolded when he saw the kiss.

John B. chuckled, stealing a look in the rear view mirror. “Save it for the bedroom.”

“Oh, we will,” JJ smugly said, grinning from ear to ear. You whacked his arm in disgust and Kie grimaced, facing the window. JJ only chuckled and tightened his grip on you, making you feel at ease with the world.

Though your friends now knew about you and JJ, you had a feeling that you and JJ would happily continue to try and get as many kisses in without your friends noticing the exchanges, and you didn’t mind one bit.

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A/N: PLEASE DON’T HESITATE TO LEAVE OR MESSAGE ME SOME REQUESTS!

Binder (Sherlock Holmes X Trans!Son!Reader)

Characters: Sherlock Holmes X Trans!Son!Reader

Universe: Sherlock 

Warnings: Fear of transphobia and coming out.

Request: A Sherlock x son!reader where the reader is trans guy and not out yet and binding for the first time and wearing baggier clothes than usual to hide it and Sherlock easily deduces it and asks the kid about it and the kid awkwardly comes out and just father/son fluff. Thanks!

When the package came, you were quick to claim it, snatching it from John’s hands and rushing to your room, locking the door behind you. You were quick to rip into the box, and go through the protective wrapping till you got your hands on it. You lifted it up, turning to the mirror and putting it in front of your body. A smile quickly found your face. 

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Idk if you have got one like this but....I just want to lay underneath iwazumi while he does push-ups and him kissing me every time he goes down, then he gives up on the push-ups and we just start making out.

Is that to much to ask for🥺

#Haikyuu boys when you lie underneath him as he’s doing push-ups 

featuring:: IWAIZUMI Hajime, BOKUTO Kotaro, OIKAWA Toru, KUROO Tetsuro 

genre:: fluff / slice of life 

warning:: suggestive 

a/n: what a very very cute scenario because I would very much like to be under Iwa as he’s doing push ups too. I hope you enjoy this 

❥ IWAIZUMI Hajime 

⤷ To Iwaizumi, there’s no better view than the one where you’re lying underneath him, giggling every time his lips touch yours. It was his idea to trap you in between his muscular arms because “your kisses motivate me”, he says with a small smile. So this is how you find yourself lying underneath your husband as he performs his second set of push-ups. “you good there, babe? you looking a little tired.” you tease. He smiles and tries to utter a response before collapsing on top of you. “ouch Haj!” He stays lying on top of you and lifts up his head to look you in the eyes, “sorry princess. You’re more of a distraction than a motivation.” He presses a soft kiss onto your lips, “maybe instead of push-ups, we just make out. I heard making out burns more calories.” You giggle, “really?” He nods before kissing you harder, “yup, learned it from Google this morning.” 

❥ BOKUTO Kotaro 

⤷ Just as Bokuto was about to go down for his tenth push-up, you quickly use the opportunity to slide under him. He smiles down at you and presses a quick kiss before lifting himself up back up, remaining in a plank position. “hi baby, how can I help you?” “nothing, I just want to join you in your workout. I thought I might motivate you.” He laughs before slowly pushing his body back down, brows knit in concentration before lifting himself up back. “hey,” you pout, “you didn’t kiss me.” “oh, that’s the game we’re playing here?” He goes back down, this time kissing you for a bit before pushing himself back up. “wow, bo, you’re really strong to be able to kiss me while you’re going down.” He suddenly falls on top of you, “and there goes all my strength. You make my arms jello with that request for a kiss.” He peeks up at you, “how are you going to make it up to me for disrupting my workout?” “we could make out?” He grins, “sounds like a plan.” 

❥ OIKAWA Toru 

⤷ “100!” He grins as you pouts. “stop lying Toru. I was counting for you. I’m pretty sure you’ve only done 60 push-ups.” He slowly pushes himself back down, face inches from yours and smirks when he notices the red blush across your cheeks, “what can I say, darling? you lying underneath me is so distracting I couldn’t count.” “that’s why you asked me to lie here right? so I can count for you and you wouldn’t have to use your brain.” He kisses you, “yup. you’re so smart.” You huff as he lifts himself back up. He looks down at you, “are you bored, baby?” “if I am, what will you do?” Oikawa lowers himself and stops just a few centimeters from your face, so close to you, you could see the slightest dilation of his pupils. “if you’re bored, we could just kiss for fun.” he whispers. “what about your workout?” “kissing a workout too, you know?” “well, what are you waiting for then?” Oikawa doesn’t even hesitate before melting into your embrace, kissing you. 

❥ KUROO Tetsuro 

⤷ Kuroo’s eyes widen in surprise at the sight of you wiggling to get comfortable. You grin up at him, “hey, don't let me stop you.” He lets out a shaky laugh before lowering himself back down and pressing a kiss into you. “am I doing this right?” You nod, “yup, good job, babe. Me being here is motivating isn’t it? A kiss for you each time you complete a push-up.” Kuroo smiles at your adorable-ness and finds his push-ups becoming sloppier and sloppier as he rushes to receive his reward. You, noticing his bad form, turns your head to the side so that he misses your mouth. “hey, no cheating. Kisses are only for those who complete proper push ups.” “that's fine.” Kuroo replies and you gasp as he presses a kiss to your neck, before sucking lightly. “Tetsu!” you protest and you feel him laugh as he continues to nip at your skin. “I thought you were working out.” He glances at you briefly before turning his attention back to your neck, “I finished a few minutes before you came, I just wanted to kiss you.” 

stay fetch, xoxo 

Shut Up and Kiss Me (George Weasley x Reader)

Pairing: George Weasley x Female Reader

Word Count: 551

Summary: After getting ditched by your Yule Ball dates, you and George find yourself spending some time together

A/N: This is my first attempt at something short like this so I hope it’s okay!

You sigh, leaning against the wall with your arms crossed, watching as your fellow classmates laugh and dance as The Weird Sisters perform. Your date (who wasn’t your first choice as a date, but still) ditched you, and you can see him across the room, dancing with some other girl from your year.

You let your gaze drift around the room. You’d been so excited about tonight, regardless of your best friend and longterm crush George Weasley not asking you. Someone else had asked you first, so he ended up finding someone to go with at the last minute. But you couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t just ask you in the first place. Fred, who you always went to about your feelings, said George liked you, too. But, as you stand alone while everyone else has fun, it’s not feeling like that’s true.

“Hey, Y/N.”

You turn towards the voice. Well, speak of the devil.

“Hi, George,” you respond quietly. “Why aren’t you with your date?”

The corner of his mouth quirks up in a gentle smile, making your stomach flip. You’ve always adored George’s smile.

“I was abandoned. I see you were, too?”

You nod in the direction of the dancers. “Indeed I was. Serves me right for going with the first guy who asked me even though I hardly knew him.” You look back at George, who leans against the wall and shrugs, a small smile still playing on his lips.

“Serves me right for not getting to you first.”

You blanch. “I- you- what?”

He takes your hand, pulling it up his mouth and pressing a kiss on the back of it. “Wanna get out of here?”

You’re at a loss for words as your heart begins to pound out of your chest, so you simply nod instead, letting George pull you through the throng of sweaty teenagers. You catch Fred’s eye, who still appears as if he’s having a good time with Angelina. He points at George and winks at you. You give him a thumbs up and grin in return, knowing that if this is going where you want it to go tonight, Fred will be your relationship’s biggest supporter.

You two walk the halls of the school, the clicking of your heels the only sound you can hear. The quiet is a nice change, for once, but it’s not the quiet you’re focused on. It’s George next to you, your hand still in his.

“Um,” you finally say, breaking the silence at last, “what did you-”

You’re cut off by the next chain of events, which starts off with your back hitting the wall and George’s lips crashing into your own. You make a soft sound of pleasure and surprise as he presses you into the wall with his body, one hand gripping your waist through the silky fabric of your dress, and the other hand holding the side of your neck.

He pulls back, keeping his face close. He gazes at you, his eyes dark with passion as he smirks.

“The plan was to tell you how I feel about you first, but I think you get the gist, no?”

He starts to pull away, but you grab him by his tie, pulling him back.

“Just shut up and kiss me, Weasley.”

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+ You walk out of your shitty roadside motel room that you’ve been staying in since you ran away from home. It hasn’t been cleaned since the 50s but at least no one will find you out here, in the middle of the desert. You head towards the ice machine, but someone is already there. It’s the most popular girl in school, who you’ve had a crush on since 6th grade. She’s run away too.

+ You and your fed-up punk friends attempt to summon a demon at your all girls catholic boarding school, determined to wreck some wacky havoc on the oppressive staff. But the fun doesn’t last long as you realize you have unleashed something far more sinister. Something that doesn’t slam doors or break windows but drips deep into your psyche and reveals the meaning of pure evil.

+ The year is 1987, You’re part of a ragtag band of misfits that have been friends since childhood. All of you are gay, but no one has admitted it yet so rifts are forming in the gang. One summer morning you roller skate over to your best friend, the only other girl in the groups house to tell her you’re in love with her. Will it tear group apart once and for all or bring you back together?

+ You’re 17 and in love with your manic pixie dream girl of a best friend. It’s a wednesday night in early june and you can’t sleep because all you can think about is her stupid perfect crooked smile and just when you think you can’t stand it anymore you hear a tapping at your window. You open it and there she is, with that smile. She asks you if you want to go on an adventure. You’ve never wanted anything more.  

+ July is the season of rabid dogs. There’s something about the constantness of the heat that drives spikes into the head. This year there’s a new plague: the teenage girls. They are sick. The are restless. They are hungry. Their bare feet burn on the hot concrete but they won’t stop until they have tasted the blood of every abusive man in town.

+  You and your closest friends sit on the roof of your suburban house watching the sunset. The crisp, nearly-autumn breeze blows against your oversized hoodie while you sip cheap, lukewarm beer from a paper bag. No one says anything, no one has to.

+ It’s 1:30 am and you’re driving out of the city with your girlfriend asleep in the passenger seat. there are lights glowing on the highway and in the city behind you but it feels like it’s just the two of you, and you wish it could last forever

+ The year is 1975. The Russians went ahead and nuked us and well, just about everyone died. But don’t worry! There were a few survivors. You and your gang find yourselves with the entirety of west Hollywood all to yourselves and nothing keeping you from the thousands of mansions and all the goodies they might hold

+ You’re on the road with a crappy RV you bought somewhere sketchy with your best friend and her dog on the trip of a lifetime trying to make it as a bluegrass singer. You fall in love over crumpled maps, roadside lemonade, campfire sing alongs, and grimy dive bars where you pay for meals by washing dishes.

+ You walk into your room, satin gown flowing in your wake,You dramatically collapse into a dark velvet chair as if the cameras are rolling. You put on a record and pour your fourth glass of red wine. Your fifth husband has mysteriously died, good thing he left everything to you in the will.

+ You’re at a Halloween party in the basement of a seedy punk club, so wasted you can’t see straight. The ground starts shaking. More than it was before, are you imagining it? No. The bands screaming has gone from angry to terrified. The apocalypse is happening right now.

+ You stand in front of the house at the edge of town. The house with boarded up windows. The house with broken glass in the yard instead of flowers, like everyone else in your small misty mountain town. The house no one talks about. The house you only go when you have nowhere else to go. You have someone to find in there, someone you need to bring home.

+ Is there any place better to dissociate than a roller rink?

+ Everything is perfect here. It’s a nice cabin, tucked away in the depths of the Ozarks. The lake is right out back so she can swim whenever she wants. Swimming makes her happy. And all of this is to make her happy. This morning you wake up early to watch the sun rise over the water. It’s a perfect morning for a perfect place, golden light seeping through everything. Highlighting orange starting to creep into the leaves. Your breath catches in your throat. It’s almost October. Yes, this place is perfect. But it’s time to go home.

+ You’re a music producer who died overdosing on cocaine at a club in the 70s. You awaken in the exact spot you died in the year 2073. You’re hungry, thirsty, and hornier than you’ve ever been. But most importantly, you look as fly as you always have and you’re surrounded by beautiful women.

+ She’s an urban witch. A drugstore sorceress, mixing potions of Xanax and gasoline. Selling them on a street corner in the east village. No one knows her name, few know her face, But they say you’ll know her when you see her. You approach her on a chilled November night and offer a pack of cigarettes for a love potion. Hands shaking with anxiety and cold. She looks you in the eye and tells you you don’t need love potion. She’ll give you everything you want for free.

+ My boyfriend Oliver. I know this isn’t a concept but he’s super cute and i love him so let me live……DM me if you wanna see pics

+ You’re driving through the depths of the Appalachian mountains on a foggy night. You see a dark figure with glowing eyes up ahead at the edge of your headlights and your heart stops beating. No. It can’t be him…. He wasn’t supposed to be able to find you all the way up here I. You get closer and your shoulders relax, It’s just an old man. He smiles when you pass, his milky eyes reflecting back at you like stars. probably just a friendly local out for a late night stroll. You’re safe. It’s fine. Only 10 miles to go. Your engine dies the moment you realize that human eyes dont glow.

+ You’re a nerd, a nobody, the kid who sits by herself at lunch. The kid who never talks and never gets noticed by anyone. Yet here you are, dressed in your big sisters clothes, standing in the coolest girl in schools living room while a party rages around you. Tonight you’re going to be cool. Tonight you’re going to be the life of the party. Tonight she’s finally going to realize you exist. This is either the bravest thing you’ve ever done or the stupidest.

+ You’ve been climbing the mountain for three days and three nights. Out of food, out of water, and utterly, painfully alone. Just when you think you can walk no farther, you hear a waterfall in the distance. With your remaining ounce of strength you launch yourself the final few yards. You collapse to your knees and peer into the clear, cool water. But Instead of seeing your face your entire life is reflected back at you.

Hoodies

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g - fluff, (childish) angst; school au

p - san × reader

w.c - 607

t.w - none

c - you want san all for yourself, and you can get really hardheaded and immature about it but san has a soft spot for you regardless

a.n - i wouldn’t consider myself the type to get jealous easily but like i lowkey can relate to reader,, feel like I would feel the same way too LMAO anyways hope y'all like this <3

t.l - @closer-stars​ @jeongyunhoed​

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seonghwa | hongjoong | yunho | yeosang | san° | mingi | wooyoung | jongho

“Are you not cold?” San looked around the classroom to see that everyone but you had some sort of warm layer worn over their uniform. (You had left your hoodie, in a rush, at home.) I mean, he didn’t have to ask to know that you were probably dying on the inside from trying to pretend that you were doing fine. It’s just a matter of pride, and yours can be stupidly big sometimes.

“Are you really going to keep ignoring me?”

You had left his first question hanging, but his second was responded to with a glare. In all honesty, San didn’t deserve such cold treatment from you, but you were very annoyed. Annoyed at how kind and thoughtful he can be. And no, you are not about to start on why San was the best man ever, no, he’s far from that even in your eyes. Or rather, especially in your eyes.

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— pina colada ( m )

wk: 3k

pairing: yunho x reader

notes: happy birthday @latte-fairytaekwoon 🤍 bestfriend!yunho. no smut. heavy make-out session. groping. grinding. very suggestive content.

To say that Yunho was annoyed would understate the matter of the situation he found himself in. For two weeks, he's been persuading you to finally have a movie night together and binge all movies of the Pirates of the Caribbean series. It was only into thirty minutes of the first film when you came back from the kitchen with your hoodie pocket stuffed with an assortment of candy. Yunho hardly caught the tail end of the conversation playing from the flat screen TV, brow twitching in annnoyance at the sound of something clicking loudly against your teeth. He didn't have to turn his head to realize you were sucking on a candy. You occasionally hollowed your cheeks, eyes so focused on the intense chase scene playing that you don't realize Yunho's gaze drifting to your form every few minutes.

Your hands absentmindedly unwrapped a lollipop as you loudly crunched on the last sliver of the blueberry candy in your mouth. Yunho mentally cursed himself for his wavering gaze, catching sight of your puckered lips and how hollow your cheeks went as you took the bright orange lollipop into your mouth. His hand stilled in the bowl of popcorn, his teeth gnawing at the inside of his cheek as he pinched kernel after kernel to distract him of wandering thoughts. From his peripheral vision, he watched in silence as you sucked on the candy, your left cheek bulging sinfully as you maneuvered the pop with your tongue. He froze, eyes briefly flickering to your face, making matters even worse. He's faintly aware of the distinct scent of citrus in the air, and his large hand scoops a heaping handful of salty popcorn, nearly inhaling the pieces as he messily shoves them into his salivating mouth. If you had taken a look at Yunho, it won't take a genius to realize he was feeling uneasy and distracted.

Tapping your hand, he shifts to voice a complaint. When you don't budge, he waves a hand in front of your face, breaking your concentration of the movie and causing you to glance at him in question. His throat suddenly feels parched at the way the lollipop bobs against the inside of your cheek , "You're eating too loud."

Your brows shoot up in surprise, quickly ripping the lollipop from your mouth to speak. His eyes don't miss the thin line of saliva that quickly breaks as you do so, and he brings his attention back to your face, suddenly feeling like he got doused in flames. With the way you're gazing at him, it wouldn't surprise him if you heard the thoughts rattling through his head.

"Sorry- was just too focused on the movie," you snort in amusement, bringing the candy back into your mouth before turning to face the TV.

Nearing the end of the movie, Yunho internally groans as you noisily chew onto the salt water taffy. Wrappers litter your lap and the floor as your wide eyes train on the film. You adjust your seating numerous of times, now leaning against Yunho's side, legs thrown over his frame as you absentmindedly traced his the veins on his hand with your fingers. He's complained about three or four more times after the initial remark, but after the fifth time, he's given up mentioning your loud and distracting noises. He doesn't know if it's annoyance or something else. Yunho allowed his eyes to drift over to your frame, the very same one that's been tempting him all evening. So much for fully enjoying and focusing on the films he's been wanting to rewatch.

He doesn't understand the growing desire that builds inside of him when he rakes his gaze over your— his best friend's— body. He suddenly feels too hot in his yellow hoodie, and his adam's apple bobs as he swallows thickly, chest rising as he inhales deeply. He'll just have to focus extra hard on the TV.

His hands are quick to press play onto the second film as you ramble on about the ending of the first. Your words don't really settle in his brain like you thought they did, and he can only nod continuously and hum back in reply. You pop another piece of taffy into your mouth when a cough from your side has your head turning to glance at an annoyed looking Yunho.

"What?"

"Y'know your teeth are going to rot by the end of tonight," he rolls his eyes at your candy stained pout, "Stop eating so much candy. You're being too noisy. Again."

"But this is my favorite," you huff as you give him a look of disappointment, "It's not like I complained about the noises you were making when you were scarfing down all that popcorn."

Yunho nearly chokes on his saliva, before flickering a corn kernel onto your face in retaliation, smiling innocently when you pin him with a warning look.

"Touché," he hums, pulling you into a tight side hug as you playfully glare at him. The second movie has both of your attention much more than the first, and when one thrilling scene slowly comes to an end, Yunho flutters his eyes shut, the intense, bright light of the TV shining into his closed eyes.

"That's gross," you comment, face contorting into a grimace as you watch the heavy make-out scene on the TV.

"What is?"

His shoulders drop in relaxation, hands distractedly thumbing the adjustable drawstrings of his sweatpants when your hands pull out a packet of pop rock candy. Ripping a corner open, you experimentally shake the contents to one side of the packet, before pouring a small amount onto your tongue to taste the flavor. The crackling against your tongue has your lips quirking up into a small smile, "Making out. Don't know why most find the idea of exchanging saliva so appealing."

He stares at your expression with a distracted gaze, and ignoring the edge of doubt in his mind, he parts his lips in a silent attempt to voice out the words that seem to die on his tongue every time he wants to bring it up. You were going to drive him crazy. He wanted to end this insanity, but he couldn't bear it any longer, his grip around the drawstrings tightening.

"I mean, yeah— the idea sounds gross, but it's not too bad. Haven't you ever tried it?" He finds himself asking, and your eyes widen in disbelief and embarrassment at the sudden question that lingers in the air.

"Well, no, but," your trailed softly, words dying in your throat as you fought to form a statement of defense. The way his gaze bore into you has you squirming against his side, your neck and ears feeling considerably hot to the touch, "The idea just sounds.. gross. And the other person won't get it. They'll just find it offensive and insulting, won't they?"

"Well, everyone has their preferences. So, it's okay to not like it. But, do you want to try it at least? With me," he says, uncertainty in his voice, "Y'know, just to experiment. I promise I brushed my teeth before I came here."

"What— " you nearly choke on your candy-flavored saliva, head snapping painfully quick to asses his face for any sign of mischief. When you found nothing but genuine eyes, you furrow your brows at your best friend, eyes squinting suspiciously. Surely, he was joking, and you were careful to word your thoughts properly to not hurt his feelings, "Well.. it's not that I won't mind. I want to just to say I've tried it and to make sure I know I definitely don't like it but-"

"But?" He drawls out slowly, nearly smiling at the way your nervous gaze flickers from your lap to his face.

"But I just think it's gross," you add lamely. You want to shrink under his gaze, but when he throws his head back in laughter, you suddenly get the urge to pinch his side in retaliation. You don't think it's funny at all.

"Okay, how about this," he starts, hands quickly snatching the packet of pina colada pop rocks from your hand and giving it a playful shake, "Since you're so grossed out, I'll pour all this in my mouth right before. It'll just be like eating candy.. but you'll also get to experience what it feels like to have someone practically eat your face?" Yunho internally groans at his lack of better explanation, and with the way your lips twitch down, he thinks he's made the biggest mistake of his life. Neither of you speak or move for what feels like an eternity. You could not look away from him. You swallow nervously as you realize there is no sign of amusement or playfulness in his usually mischievous eyes, and grew suddenly aware of your close proximity, the feeling of his breath fanning against your cheek suddenly becoming a bit too much for you. You were afraid to harm the friendship you took so long to build with him. He sensed the internal turmoil you were feeling, and he quickly spoke up, "And don't worry- this won't ruin us. I promise. I won't tell anyone about it, not even Mingi."

Your lips form the words before you can properly think them through.

"Alright then. Sounds good to me."

He stares at you momentarily in silence, the gears in his head slowly coming to a halt, before you suddenly settle onto his lap with a quirked brow and a frown. It's then that he suddenly jolts back, shoulders straightening and brows raising up in surprise, as his hands subconsciously reach down to grip your sides.

"Are you going to do it yet?" Your voice emits as a tremulous whisper of uncertainty, and you want to curse yourself for the timid tone. All traces of laughter and amusement were gone from his eyes, sending a shiver down your spine and causing your breath to hitch in your throat.

He roughly rips the packet even more, before dumping the contents all into his mouth, the crystals sticking and clinging onto his wet tongue. You hear the loud sizzle and you lick at your lips without much thought. You're suddenly nervous when he takes your head in between his large hands, bringing your face closer to his own. He starts off with gentle pecks against your tiers, one hand resting gently onto the back of your neck whilst the other is on the side of your face. You're aware of his thumb brushing against your cheek, and your eyes flutter shut on their own accord, as you fall against his chest all soft and compliant to his touches, practically melting in his hold as you revel in his warmth. You felt like you were set ablaze, skin burning where his hands stilled. The temperature difference was even more prominent with the cool breeze blowing in from the ajar window in the back, and when his tongue darts out to lick at the seam of your lips, it feels like your mind short-circuited for a brief second. Subconsciously, you pulled away just millimeters, before the hand on your neck pulled you back in, your lips instinctively parting to allow him access. He brushed his tongue along the ridges of your teeth, before twining it with your own. You feel the grains of rock candy crackling and fizzing against your tongues, a soft whimper escaping your throat as he brushes his candy-coated tongue against yours. You were tense on top of him, frame stiff as you allowed him to lick into your mouth, tasting your essence. The candy in his mouth soon melted against your tongue, leaving only a bright flavor and tingling sensation behind. The kiss turned deeper as you felt his tongue curling against your own languid one, and it continued for another minute or two before the two of you broke apart, panting and practically breathing the same air.

"Well? Was it as bad as you thought?" Yunho struggled to maintain his composure, voice deeper and rougher than before the two of you started.

"I think I need to try again and see," you claim. He reaches up, hands tangling in your hair as he poises his lips over your own, gaze dropping to your tiers that are mere inches from his own. Before you can say more, his mouth lowers instantly, already on your own, and the last bit of the rational little voice of human reason in the back of his mind is silenced. He closes the distance between the two of you, the heady yearning he felt towards you too much for him to handle. If this was the only opportunity he had to taste you, by all means he was going to devour you with no qualms or regrets. You were simply too intoxicating, and he loved it. You lingered on the periphery of his mind like a continuous tune, and the desire he's buried for so long finally rolls over him with the force of a tidal wave. He kisses your lips tenderly, lips firm against your own before he delves his tongue against the seam of your lips and back into your wet cavern, the remnants of the candy gone from his mouth, and in its place a lingering taste of pineapple. You dig your fingers into his tresses, reveling in the feel of his frame against your own as you emit a soft whimper of need into his mouth. Nothing mattered right now but the addicting torture he was inflicting on your senses. He angles your head to give him more room and ease, wet muscle exploring your mouth in languid, intimate strokes, his ministrations assertive and confident as he brushes the pads of his fingers across the sensitive flesh of your throat. His fingers fan out across your collarbones, delicately pressing against your windpipe as he swallows more of your soft mewls.

You were trembling beneath the sensual onslaught of his lips, your fingers tugging at his dark locks as his hands gripped and roamed your legs feverishly, tracing delicate lines up the insides of your bare thighs. You feel the solid ridge of his arousal beneath your rear, and it takes very restraint in you to not grind down against him. He was so warm, and his touches only left trails of fire in their wake. Your hands fall down to caress the firm muscles of his pectorals and broad shoulders, the empty packet of candy falling carelessly onto the floor.

Yunho kissed you like nothing else mattered in the world, and your toes practically curl in response of having him twitch and throb underneath you. His hands are at your hips again, his grip practically bruising as he presses down hard, maneuvering your hips so that you're grinding atop of his hard on. He releases a groan that triggers a throb of white-hot desire within you, and it truly feels like you're robbed of any sensible and coherent thought. His hands roam your backside, exploring and caressing, before gripping and pulling you forward by your hips. His fingers slip beneath the back of your shorts, large hands cupping your rear and holding you in place as he noisily suckles onto your tongue. Your skin felt like heavy, heated satin underneath his touch, and he squeezes your flesh experimentally whilst bucking up against you, the swell of his clothed cock sending a sharp bolt of electricity down your spine. You knew he was big— your wandering eyes knew that much, but to actually feel it pressing against you has you wondering if you'll be able to take his sheer size. The feel of your hips grinding down against his hardening cock sends shockwave after shockwave through his veins. It enflamed him even further. Your mind is reeling as you arch into his hold, arms wrapping around his neck to pull him even closer than you thought possible as you gave a roll of your hips down against the tent in his sweatpants. The pleasure inflames through you, subduing you into a mindless mess.

You never knew this sort of desire existed- so relentlessly unyielding and blinding you of any sense of rationality. His stifled groans only fueled the dark need and desire inside of you. You murmur his name into his mouth, and he wordlessly breaks the kiss to slide his lips along your jaw and down your throat, fleeting kisses leaving embers on your flesh. Your shirt droops down to reveal your shoulder, and taking advantage of the exposed flesh, he leans in to suckle at your collarbone, purposefully leaving mark after mark onto your irritated skin, and causing you to emit a sound between a gasp and a broken moan.

"So," he pants out, lips swollen and glossy with a thin sheen of saliva. His face is flushed and overheated, eyes filled with an insatiable hunger, and you think he looks unbearably desirable. You stare at him as he pulls away, eyes mystified and unfocused as the fog in your head slowly starts to dissipate. Once your head clears momentarily, your ears burn, and you immediately attempt to scoot off of his lap, but his hands are quick to hold you in place. His tongue darts out to lick at his lips before he tugs you closer by the waist, a mischievous glint in his eyes practically making you whimper and melt like putty in his hands, "Do you still think it's as gross as it sounds?" His voice is soft, whispering across your skin like smooth velvet.

"Well," you breathe out, chest heaving as you attempted to regain proper breathing, "It's definitely not as bad as I thought it would be, that's for sure. But, maybe it's because it was with you."

You share a look with him, and you have the many years of knowing him to thank for fully understanding the silent plea that lingers in the air all too blatantly. His gaze drops to your lips and then back up to meet your eyes as you hover your lips over his mouth in silent agreement. You were sure he wanted this just as badly as you did. Your desperate hands pull his face closer as you locked lips for the umpteenth time that night, the faint taste of pina colada lingering on the back of your tongue.

lights out | j.yunho

∞ genre: friends to lovers au; fluff

∞ word count: 1.85k

∞ description: A power outage was all it took for unsaid feelings to surface.

∞ a/n: i had to redeem my heart after writing that heart breaking angst D: hope y’all like this! x

∞ warnings: slightly suggestive

What was supposed to be a fun movie night had taken a complete 180 turn. 

The TV that was at full volume earlier was dead silent now, thanks to the power outage throughout the building. Flashes of lightening illuminates your apartment every few minutes, followed by the loud rumbling of thunder. It also definitely didn’t help that you had been watching ‘Lights Out’ right before the power outage. All because of your stupid best friend. 

“I’m sorry!“ he exclaims, after stepping on your foot for the third time. "It’s so difficult to see in here." 

"Seriously, Yunho! Are you that blind?” you hiss at him, rubbing your sore foot with one hand, while the other hand grips your phone which was serving as a flashlight. “Just find the matches quickly before you amputate my foot. My phone’s gonna die soon, too." 

And just as those words leave your lips, the kitchen is engulfed in complete darkness, as the remaining power in your phone reaches depletion. 

"Great." 

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undercover -> e. prentiss

pairing: emily prentiss x reader

request: based of this request

word count: 822 words

warnings: fluff, slight angst, mentions of homophobia 

authors note: sorry for any spelling mistakes!

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You had been apart of the team for the past three years and during those years you’ve grown close to each member. However, there was someone you grew more close to than the rest of the team. You developed feelings for Emily. It was no secret to everyone else that you and Emily had a crush on each other. The only ones who didn’t know were you and Emily.

She was your best friend and you were hers and maybe that’s why both of you never dared to speak of your deeper feelings towards one another. You didn’t want to lose her and she didn’t want to lose you.

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Everything All At Once

Warnings: None

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1000 words.

Category: Fluff

A/N: hi! here’s a one shot no one asked for - be nice this is my first story in a long time! I hope you enjoy it :-)

Summary: Spencer finally has the courage to confess something to Reader. To his surprise, Reader has been waiting for him to realize the truth.

The smell of coffee filled your apartment, as you grabbed two mugs from the cabinet you heard a knock at the door. You quickly rushed to the door to open to reveal a smiling Spencer which made the heat rise to your cheeks.

“Hi!” You smiled.

“Hey (Y/N.)”

Wrapping your arms around his neck you gave him a tight hug as he wrapped his arms softly around your waist. “So, how’ve you been?” You asked pulling away.

“Good, I’ve been good. Just work, you know - it’s busy.”

“Yeah, I mean serial killers don’t take days off, right?” You let out a laugh.

Walking over the counter you began pouring out the coffee into the cups. It’s been weeks since you’ve seen Spencer. You chucked it up to him being busy at work; but things had been relatively weird between the two of you the last couple of times you’ve seen him. He was more distant, quiet and reserved.

You could tell he was acting that way because you knew how he acted when he was happy, sad, angry or when he’s in his head. You know him because you love him. He just doesn’t know that.

Spencer took a seat on the barstool at the island as you handed him the cup of coffee and slid the sugar container over to him. He gave you a light-hearted smile, as he started pouring sugar into his cup.

The two of you sipped on your coffee in silence. Silence has never been comfortable for you. You felt as if it trapped you in your thoughts. Spencer has always pulled you out of your head by saying random statistics and facts that you always found interesting. But today, he was just as in his head as you were.

“Hey, Spence? Um - is everything okay?” You cleared your throat. “I feel like something is off with you lately.”

“Y-yeah, I’m okay.” He says then taking a sip of his coffee.

“Are you sure? You know that you can tell me anything.”

“I know.” He adverted his eyes to his mug in front of him.

Letting out a sigh in response followed by more silence. Spencer must have noticed your frustration because he rose from the bar stool walking around the island, taking steps towards you as your body froze coffee in hand. Your eyes were frantically scanning his face as he approached you closer.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to get off my chest….” He took a pause. “For the past couple months, I-I’ve been trying to come up with the courage to talk to you about it.”

You shifted your weight to the left side of your body and took a deep breath with a look of confusion on your face. “Okay.” You spoke.

He took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly, preparing himself for what he was about to say. “We’ve been friends, good friends for a while now. Uh - and I think it was obvious on my part in the beginning that I had a crush on you. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship because you’re the only person that really - gets me and I didn’t want to lose you over this..” He looked up, his hazel eyes meeting mine. “I hoped it would’ve disappeared over time and it didn’t. And well, I love you, (Y/N.) I-I’m in love with you.”

Your mouth opened and closed, as you stood there with your eyes wide open in shock. “I- you - what?”

“It wasn’t until the last time you met up with the team and I at Joe’s to grab a drink a couple months ago. Um - Penelope said something to me about our friendship that made me start to pay more attention to the way you act around me and I started to wonder if you felt it, too?” He ran his hand through his hair. “When you see me your body instantly tenses up, you get flustered often and I started noticing your lingering glances..” his voice trailed off as he looked down.

That night, you remembered that you couldn’t stop looking at his plump pink lips and thinking about tugging on his tie to bring him towards you to kiss him and running your fingers through his hair. It was all you could think about. You kept stuttering over your words when he would come close to talk to you.

You did your best to hide it from him, because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship. Over the last year you realized that one day Spencer was a friend, until he wasn’t anymore. No one has ever made you feel the way he did. He became everything all at once to you. But - you didn’t know where to go from there, so you settled on loving him from afar being incredibly cautious making your friendship the number one priority.

“It took you a while to finally realize it, huh?” You bit your lip.

“S-so you do feel the same way?”

“How couldn’t I?” You say, lifting his chin up with your hand. “I love you too, Spencer.”

A look of relief washes over his face as he placed one hand on your waist and the other on your cheek. Closing the space in between you two, his lips were on yours. His kiss was slow and gentle at first giving you butterflies. He moved his other hand to your cheek deepening the kiss like he never wanted to let you go. Kissing Spencer was like losing all the breath in your lungs. And in that moment - nothing else mattered. You felt him smile against your lips before he breaks apart the kiss resting his forehead against yours, looking into yours eyes.

“Say it again.”

“I love you.” You spoke, before he pulled you in for another kiss.

It may have taken awhile but everything has finally fallen into place. Now you no longer have to love him in silence.

⛓ 13 Days of Halloween: Day 5

Prompts: ‘Being Followed’ + “Did you hear that?”

Requested by: ‘Jay’ 

Pairing: Derek Morgan x Reader

Gender: Neutral         Words: 1,948

Triggers: Mentions of fake blood, monsters, clown, being chased, etc

Genre: Casual, Suspense, Little Humor; Escape Room Themed. 

You checked out the room you were in thoroughly, as Reid and Emily read some writing on a wall and Derek looked through some drawers nearby. You were participating in a Halloween horror escape room, well, technically it was a whole building you had to escape from. The longer you are stuck in the building, the more “monsters” would start hunting you down. If they catch you, you lose. You even had to sign a waver giving permission for the actors to “handle” you if they catch you.

You were now more than halfway through the building, and the monster’s were coming after you, you could hear them in the next room, laughing and growling, making you aware of their presence. The room you were in was designed like an old security room, covered in monitors. Every once in a while one of the security camera screens would come on, just to show a creepy monster staring into the camera, making their way to your location. 

Emily looked back at the door the monsters were banging on with a look of anxiety and frustration. Noticing something shiny in the vent above you, you tapped Derek’s shoulder. Point up he lifted you enough off the ground to open up the vent, pulling out a key.

“Nice!” Emily called as she saw what you had grabbed.

Running over to a briefcase on a nearby table you successfully unlocked it, opening it up you found various pieces of paper with codes on it. You broke up and began trying the different puzzles around the room. Your heart pounding as the door began to squeak, opening just a crack. One of the monsters on the other side could stick his clawed fingers through. He began yelling out taunts and threats as he eyed you through the small crack. 

“We need to hurry!” Emily called as you all figured out your puzzles, each of you getting one of the numbers or letters to the code to get into the next room.

Reid quickly entered the different combinations, successfully unlocking the door on his seventh try. As soon as the door slid open you all ran through, quickly pressing the button on the other side to close it back up. Hearing the monsters, still in the other room yelling in anger at your escape. 

The new area you had entered into seemed to be the beginning of a labyrinth, the whole area was foggy, and covered in cobwebs. “Oh hell no” you heard Derek mumble under his breath.

Making your way down the first corridor, you all decided to head left on the first turn, Spencer and Emily stopped to read something on the wall, as you and Derek walked forward, he stopped, looking down one way as you walked briefly down one hall to try and see if there was anything ahead. 

Just as you were about to turn and ask the others which way you should go, there was a large alarm, and a flashing red light. The wall just behind you suddenly moved, closing off the path behind you, separated you from Derek, and separating Emily and Reid from Derek.

“Derek!” you yelled as you ran to the wall that closed off. Trying to push and pull it open you heard Derek on the other side cursing to himself. 

Reid and Emily called out to you two as well, your team of one was now three separate teams. “Okay” Derek called out, loud enough for you to hear “What options do you all have?” 

Reid spoke up “We can only go back the way we came, and head down the other path we could have earlier!”

“Y/n?” Derek asked through the wall, he felt guilty that you were now alone. Especially since you strictly agreed to come as long as you all stuck together. So much for that. 

“I only have one path as well” you said, looking own the long hall.

“Alright. Well, I’ve got two I can choose from. It doesn’t seem like we have any other choice but to go on. Hopefully we can meet up somewhere in the maze, or at the end. Lets go.” 

Hearing Emily and Reid’s voices fade as they went back down the hall, you were startled by Derek’s voice through the wall “Y/n?”

“Yeah?” 

“Are you alright?” 

“Oh I’m just dandy” you said, sarcasm and fear lacing your voice.

Derek smiled and chuckled lightly “Just keep going, and remember, this isn’t real, it’s just a game” 

You nodded your head before realizing he couldn’t see you “Right. Just a game. … Okay, I’m going now” you said as you began slowly down the hall.

“Good luck” you heard Derek’s voice one last time as you heard him head down another hall to the right of you.

‘Just a game’ you kept repeating in your head ‘Just a really realistic, terrifying game, full of actors dressed as monsters who have permission to chase and capture me’ coming to the end of the hall, you could go either right or left. Knowing Derek headed right, you did as well, hoping you might run into each other. 

A minute or so passed before you halted in your step, hearing a howl of laughter coming from what sounded like a clown, paired with a honking horn, followed by yelling and screaming, that you recognized as Emily. 

Your eyes widened as you hoped they would be able to escape, your breath got heavier as you moved faster and faster down the foggy cobwebbed halls. Stopping when you heard footsteps your breath hitched in your throat. 

It could be Derek, but it could also be one of the monsters. Not sure what to do, you decided to turn back and quickly head down a different hall. Hearing the distant sound of screeching laughter, your hair stood up on the back of your neck. 

‘It’s just a game. Just a game’ you kept repeating in your head as you rounded a corner, only to find it was a dead-end. “Shit!” you muttered under your breath as you turned back. 

Moving to go down a different path a loud alarm went off as a door about six feet in front of you blocked off the path. “Okay….I guess I’m not going that way”

After going down the only other hallway you could, you walked slowly, a red eerie glow lighting this particular corridor, pillars and fake statues lined the halls. Hearing something behind you, you turned quickly, seeing nothing. Turning back you picked up your pace, only hearing another noise behind you. 

Continuing to move, but looking over your shoulder behind you, your eyes widened when you saw one of the “statues” move slightly. Tuning a corner, you could hear the footsteps pick up, your heart pounding in horror at the realization that you were being followed. But not just followed, chased. 

You began to run, turning down hall after hall, hoping to loose the monster that had been creeping up on you. Thinking you were far enough away, you looked behind you just as you rounded a corner. Slamming into something, and feeling hands grab your shoulders you let out a yell as you flinched violently and pulled away.

“Woah!” the other person yelled at the same time, also having been scared by the sudden collision.

Looking at who it was you ran into, you met Derek’s eyes at the same time as he met yours. Both of you let out a sigh of relief “Derek” you breathed out reaching out and grabbing his forearm.

“Are you alright?” he asked

You shook your head as you remembered why you were going so fast “There was one behind me, I think I got far enough away, but we should keep going just in case” 

Derek looked down the hall behind you, before moving his hand to your lower back and lighting pushing you so you would go. As you headed down another hall, you turned to Derek “Did you hear Emily scream earlier?” 

Derek nodded “I also heard Reid yelling for them to run” 

A quick shiver ran up your spine as you sighed “I wonder if they got away” 

Hearing something as you spoke, you and Derek both stopped, his hand grabbing your arm protectively as you listened “Did you hear that?” you asked quietly. 

Derek nodded his head, remaining silent just as a not-so-distant scraping sound could be heard, followed by a taunting voice that echoed through the area “Come out come out wherever you are” followed by a screeching laugh.

Your eyes widened as Derek’s hand moved down, grabbing yours as he ran forward, pulling you along “Come on!” 

As you moved to run down a long hallway, you both stumbled to a stop seeing a blood covered clown come around the corner. Spotting you, the clown pointed at you both before laughing manically and moving to sprint towards you. 

“Run!” you yelled as you both turned to go down a separate path, you noted in the back of your head that you saw movement down another path you ran by. There were multiple monsters gaining on you now. 

A red light began blinking in the room from the ceiling above you, as multiple voices could be heard. Your heart was beating so hard in your chest you thought it might burst out. As you rounded another corner, you and Derek both saw a large white door with an Exit sign above it. “There!” you both shouted in unison as you made a break for it, both of you aware of the multiple people very close behind you, screaming and laughing. 

Just as you reached the door, you swore you felt fingers brush the hood of your jacket, just as Derek yanked you through the exit door, as you entered an empty area now outside the building,

As the door closed behind you, you heard loud yelling and screaming, seeing that the monsters didn’t follow you out, but instead yelling in anger, banged on the door from the inside. 

Seeing two of the workers you met earlier clapping at your escape, your eyes landed on Emily and Spencer, who were sitting in a large prison like cage, with a sign placed on the outside that said “Failed to escape” on the outside.

Emily yelled in relief as she saw the two of you before clapping, as Reid waved. You and Derek wandered over to them leaning against the bars, panting, trying to catch your breath. 

“That was close!” Emily chuckled out “You barely made it out” 

“I’m I am very well aware” you panted out “I felt one of them try to grab my hood just as we escaped”

Emily’s eyes widened slightly as you said that, the two workers approached you and Derek, congratulating you on escaping as they both handed you some water. You and Derek both slid down to the ground, leaning against the cage bars, still trying to catch your breath. 

Emily and Reid were released from the cage as the workers handed all of you goodie-bags. You leaned your head on Derek’s shoulder before pointing at Reid, who had been the one who convinced you to come “Never invite me to one of these things again!”

All three of the others laughed at this, Derek reaching his arm over to pat your leg in sympathy. “I’ll buy you some food to make up for it” Reid suggested.

After finally catching your breath, Derek helped you up from the ground, before wrapping his arm around your shoulder as you left the area, heading towards the parking lot. Adrenaline still rushing through both of you.

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Halloween (Marauders x Reader, Remus x Reader)

Summary: Dressing up for Halloween is a tradition for the marauders. Each year they also have a bet to see who won’t be have freedom in choosing their costume.

Words: 410, just a lil drabble

Key: Y/N - your name

A/N: Happy Halloween!! Tonight we’re not thinking of the year 81’, instead have a drabble based in 76’

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“I'm just saying I still think moony shouldn’t have dressed and instead went as a werewolf.” said sirius fixing his hair in the mirror for the hundredth time that evening.

“And when someone asks me what i am, genius?” said an annoyed remus, pulling out his pirate boots from under his bed.

“It'll be like coming out!” laughed sirius, waiting for his friends to laugh too. They didn’t.

“Oh so i see you’re coming out as a nerd then?” said James (actually prompting you all to chuckle) then eyed the other boys extremely detailed han solo costume.

“Ha ha very funny.”

“No no he’s right, you’re a giant nerd Sirius.” remus added jokingly.

“Okay mr. I-could-have-the-best-costume-but-i-am-being-a-girlfriend-pleaser-instead.” you may or may not have coordinated outfits with your boyfriend, so what. Two pirates are better than one.

“Pads, you’re such a dick.” you said throwing your hairbrush at him.

“Some has to put the ween in halloween.”

“Merlin, you were that title so well.” You teased.

“James, can you put your goddamn wig on and let’s go. We’re already like an hour late!'' Lily exclaimed from her place on James' bed, having put on her shaggy costume an hour and a half ago. James’ velma was not as put together. One of his stockings was only half way up and his wig was a tangled mess.

“Dearest lily, perfection takes time. Sirius, give me your hairbrush.”

“Bold of you to assume Sirius brushes his hair, prongs.” you interjected.

“The hate I'm getting today is outrageous,” he grabbed the brush you threw at him just minutes ago and passed it to James, “Well deserved, but outrageous.”

“Okay guys, checklist,” lily got up from the bed and clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention, “Velma?”

“Check.”

“Shaggy? Self check. Pirate one?”

“Argh!”

“Pirate two?”

“Ahoy!”

“Nerd Boy?”

“Christ woman, I am Han Solo!”

“Mhm sure. Peter? Where is peter? Where is the pièce de résistance of tonight?”

“Guys this is stupid, I’m not doing it.” spoke petersburg voice, hiding behind the curtains of his four poster.

“That’s a no-go, you lost the annual bet and we all voted on the costume. Fair game.” James protested, already laughing to himself at the prospect of seeing his friend in the glorious outfit they planned.

There was silence. Then a sigh. Then out of the shadows emerged princess peter, in a cinderella costume. A quick flash of a camera later, this hilarious memory was to be documented forever.

Brooklyn’s Night

Type: One-shot about Brad Rated: Pg Word Count: 2452 Date: 3-1-19 | Requested: Yes Enjoy!

I found love but I allowed it to slip away from me. Everything was amazing with us but we allowed the petty stuff to tear us apart. It was so long ago that I can’t even remember what the fight was even about. I didn’t tell him that I was pregnant, that was one of my regrets. How can two people be in love one day and then the next has nothing to do with each other? I ran that question in my mind all the time, I wish I knew the answer. I wanted to pick up the phone so many times and call him. What would I say? I had no clue what we would say, would the love still be there? I gave birth to Brooklyn nearly 3 years ago. I moved out of the united kingdom and out of all the places to move so we moved to Brooklyn. It was just easier to be in New York, my work and my family was there. I could use all the help with Brooklyn but I still wanted Brad.

“What time do you have to be at work?” my mom asked.

“In about an hour” I nodded.

“You taking Brooklyn to daycare or do you want me to watch her?” she asked.

“Can you watch her?” I looked at her.

“Of course I can” she nodded her head.

“Thank you mom” I sat down at the kitchen table.

“I love watching her and being apart of her life” she also sat down at the kitchen table.

“I know you do mom, I’m glad I moved back here,” I said.

“Have you talked to Brad?” she asked. “No” I sighed before taking a deep breath in.

“Maybe you should, Brook will be turning 3 soon,” she said.

“We blocked each other on everything mom, I wouldn’t even know where to start,” I said.

“You better get off to work” she nodded.

I grabbed my bag and slipped my shoes on. I kissed Brooklyn’s forehead and then left the apartment. I went to my job but I couldn’t get Brad out of my mind. I sat at my desk and tried to focus on what I needed to do. I leaned my head against my hand as I started to have flashbacks about our love story. I laid back in the bed we shared, watching him walk out of the bathroom. He leaned against the bedroom door, watching over me.

“Come over here and lose that towel” I looked at him and bite my lower lip.

“Maybe I shouldn't” he smirked as he watched me.

“And why is that?” I asked.

“I love to watch you squirm,” he said.

“Oh, you do?” I asked as I made my way over to him.

“You know I do” he looked at me.

I leaned up kissing him softly, pulling on his bottom lip. I ran my hands down his chest and to his towel. I gently tugged it making it fall to the ground. I smiled as I looked at him, he placed his hands against my hips. He placed his lips against mine, moving us back towards the bed. I laid back against the bed pulling him over top of me. He moved his lips against my neck, I placed my hand against his chest. I let out a few moans as he pushed my shirt up above my head.

“Y/N” someone called.

“What?” I snapped out of my daydream and went back to work.

“What are you thinking about?” my friend asked

“Just something my mom asked me today” I sighed.

“Which is what?” she asked.

“About Brad” I looked at her.

“Oh,” she nodded.

“I wouldn’t even know where to start,” I said.

“You will figure it out,” she said.

We both went back to work and I pushed Brad out of my mind. I finally finished my shift it felt as if I was there forever. I got back to the house and of course, Brooklyn was already asleep. I went upstairs to my room and sat on the bed, undoing my shoes. I slipped them off as well as my socks, the memories started to rush back into my mind. I took a deep breath in and went into the bathroom. I started to the water and I leaned against the sink. I looked up at the mirror and for a split second, I thought I saw him. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in, a memory rushed back to me. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. Looking in the mirror as he rested his head against my shoulder.

“Let’s take a shower, see how steamy we get it” he smirked as he kissed my neck softly.

“Steamy huh?” I bite my lip.

He turned me to face him, lifting me up onto the sink. He leaned down kissing me softly, I grabbed the back of his neck and kept the kiss between us. I wrapped my legs around his waist making sure he wasn’t going anywhere. He moved his lips against my neck, I left out a few moans. I leaned my head back as he moved down my body, gripping my shirt with his teeth. He pulled my shirt over my head and went back with his lips against my body. I pulled on his boxers as he continued to drive me crazy. I pulled him up kissing him softly but intensely. He pushed his boxers down, lifting me off the sink. I finished getting undressed and went into the shower, allowing the water to run over me. He wasn’t too far behind getting into the shower. Wrapping his arms around me keeping me close to him.  

“Mommy,” Brooklyn said.

“Uh,” I snapped out of and realized I was in the shower with my clothes on.

“I hungry mommy, open door,” Brooke said.

“I’m coming baby,” I said as I got out of the wet clothes and got into my robe.

I came out of the bathroom and picked her up. I took her into the kitchen and got her a snack, we sat at the table so she could eat. Once she finally finished I took her back upstairs but she didn’t want to go back to her bed. Of course, I gave in and allowed her to sleep in my bed. In the morning I allowed her to sleep in and I got up. I went downstairs and made breakfast, I sat down and ate mine. I put hers in the oven to keep it warm until she woke up. I opened my laptop and went through a few things. I searched around on social media and of course, I found myself on Brads page. I grabbed my phone and made that decision to reach out.

“Hello?” he answered the phone.

“Hey Brad, this is Y/N,” I said.

“Oh hey, how are you,” he said.

“I’m good” I nodded as I didn’t know what to say.

“I would love to sit down and talk, I hate how we left things,” he said.

“I do too, but I’m not in the united kingdom anymore” I sighed.

“I’m in New York for a few weeks, for media stuff,” he said.

“New York?” I asked.

“Yes New York, Where are you?” He asked.

“I’ve been living in New York,” I said.

“Oh cool, we should meet up,” he said.

“Where?” I asked.

“What about dinner? Shot me your address and ill pick you up” he said.

“Alright,” I said.

We both hung up and I sent him a text message with my address. I wasn’t sure if I should introduce him to Brooklyn before or after dinner. I started to get ready because I didn’t know what time he was going to come. I sat in front of the mirror and started doing my hair. Brooklyn woke up and ran over to me, hugging me and giggling. I smiled as he held her in my arms. If anything good came from this was her, just everything about her was perfect. I took her downstairs and gave her breakfast. I sat beside her and started to do some work on my laptop. Once she finished eating I took her upstairs and got her dressed.

“Where we going mommy?” she asked.

“I have someone that you need to meet,” I said.

“Who?” she responded.

“Your daddy,” I said.

“I have a daddy?” she acted as if she was surprised.

“Yea you do” I smiled slightly.

I finally finished getting her ready and I finished getting myself ready. I sat on her bedroom floor and did her hair and we started doing flash cards. She loved doing flash cards she was pretty smart for her age. I heard a knock on the door and Brooklyn got excited and ran downstairs. I went after her and helped her open the door, allowing Brad to come in.  

“Hey Y/N” he smiled and hugged me.

“Hey” I smiled as I hugged him.

“Who is this little one?” he asked as he kneels down in front of her.

“I Brooklyn,” she said.

“Hello Brooklyn” he smiled as he stood back up.

“We need to talk,” I said.

“Yea we do, I’m sorry about the fight,” he said.

“Me too, we shouldn’t have allowed it to come between us” I nodded.

“Are we going to dinner?” he asked.

“Yea but Brooklyn is coming as well” I nodded.

“Sure” he smiled.

I picked up Brooklyn and we left the apartment. I stood her in front of his car and went to get her car seat.

“You my daddy,” Brooklyn said.

“Uh? No sweetheart” Brad looked confused.

“Mommy says you are” Brooklyn folded her arms.

“I’ll talk to you mommy” he nodded.

I came back and put the car seat into his car. I placed Brooklyn into the car seat and made sure she was buckled down. I shut the door and was about to get into the passenger seat but he stopped me.

“Do you have something to tell me?” he folded his arms.

“What you mean?” I swallowed hard as I looked at him.

“Is she mine?” he asked.

“Yes” I wanted to say more but that’s the only word that came out.

“We will talk about this later, let’s just go,” he said as he opened the door for me.

I nodded and got into the car. He got in on the other side and we were off to dinner. I think him meeting Brooklyn changed his plans because we pulled up to chuck e cheese. He got out of the car and got her out of her car seat. We walked into the restaurant as he was holding her. We ordered pizza and drinks, he got her some tokens. They took off and started playing games and going into the jungle gym. I barely even saw them just when they came to the table to get drinks. With what I saw they both were having a ball. I called them back to the table when the pizza arrived. She climbed into his lap and started to eat. He had his arm around her making sure she doesn’t fall or get hurt as he ate as well.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

“We will talk about this later” he nodded. “She’s beautiful” he smiled as he looked down at her.

“Thanks” I nodded.

“I want to be a part of her life, and yours,” he said as he looked at me.

“I would love that” I looked at him.

After Brooklyn finished eating and got off his lap. She grabbed his hand and started to pull him. He smiled and went with her and once again they were off. I ended up joining them, we were acting as if we had always been a family. She finally got tired and he picked her up. We left the restaurant and he placed her in the car seat and she fell asleep on the ride back home. He pulled up to the apartment and picked her up, making sure she stayed asleep. I showed him to her room and he laid her down in her bed.

“Thank you,” I said.

“She’s perfect” he smiled as he walked out of her room.

“I really am sorry that I didn’t tell you,” I said.

“I understand your reason but I’m here now and I want to be here,” he said as he grabbed my hand.

“Should we move to the U.K or stay here?” I asked.

“Could you two move?” he looked at me.

“Yea we could as long as we are stable” I nodded.

“I want to work on our relationship,” he said.

“I do too, I still love you” I took a deep breath in not knowing what he would say.

“I love you and always will” he kissed my cheek softly.

We went downstairs and talked about everything. The love that we shared was still there and it was as if no time had happened. I told him everything I could possibly tell him about Brooklyn. Just seeing her face light up tonight and laughing made everything worth it. He stayed with us over the next few weeks and they grew closer together. I realized I should have reached out earlier. I felt guilty that he missed out so much with her but they had forever to catch up. We did make that move back to the united kingdom. We moved into the house that he just bought an he made her the best princess room he could. Of course, she loved it because she loved everything princess. Our relationship started back out slow but we were on the right path. I had to get used to everything in the U.K again but I didn’t mind. I was back in that love state of mind and I loved every second of it. He always came back home from the studio early so he could read stories to Brooklyn and tuck her into bed. It was always Brooklyn’s night when Brad was around, she had her daddy wrapped around her little finger.

Like maybe they both are in love but didn't confess yet and reader holds her after the case and tells everything, they both cry but are happy at the end

I just want a whole damn fanfic about fem!reader kissing Emily Prentiss in bar to get homophobic unsub

Is that to much to ask?

I just want a whole damn fanfic about fem!reader kissing Emily Prentiss in bar to get homophobic unsub

Is that to much to ask?

How Do You Know?

Fandom: Criminal Mind Pairing: Bau Team & Male!Reader Summary: It turns out your team doesn’t know much about you, it’s okay, you understand the life of a profiler. Word Count: 1,275

“I don’t think I have ever seen (Y/n) late.”

Prentiss had started a conversation about you, things she had never seen happen to you. She was convinced that you weren’t human, you were too perfect, no flaws to pick out. Then, everyone in the team decided to put their two cents in.

“Once,” Garcia said, “But barely late, it was ten minutes late and he was holding a coffee in hand. But, I don’t think I have ever seen him drunk.”

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just a moment in the night

an umbrella academy fanfiction // ben hargreeves x reader 

– one shot

– synopsis: ben and you have been friends for years. okay, maybe a little more than friends, but given his situation at the hargreeves house of horrors, nothing between you two could really happen. but maybe this night could change that. (au)

– notes: hello! okay this is just a little one shot based on a request i got. ‘A Ben imagine where you’re teens and he’s still alive and you sneak out together and it’s cute maybe a lil steamy but mostly fluff and you guys get caught by one of the siblings’ hope you like it! also i only did one quick little edit but i’ll go through it again tomorrow so apologies in advance for any mistakes, lmao. as always, readers is they/them pronouns. 

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“What are you doing Number Six.”

At the suddenness of your voice, Ben jolted and nearly fell off his bed, but instead just dropped the heavy flashlight he had been using to read the comic he’d been so engrossed with. He winced at just how loud it had landed.

“How the hell did you make your voice sound so deep?” He whispered, “I thought you were my dad.”

Smiling coyly, you walked over to his small twin bed. “You have your spindly little talent, I have mine.” Flopping down beside him, you laid your legs over his which were under his luxury duvet. It was no consolation to this shitty childhood he had been given, but still. Gotta look at some of the positives in life at least. This thing was soft as hell.

Ben shifted over a bit to make more room for your head on the pillow. “I would argue you have a lot more talents than just that,” he tilted his head towards yours, offering you a sly smile of his own.

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Agree to No Promises

A/N: I absolutely loved writing this, thank you for requesting!

Warnings: mistakes, angst, fluff, mentions of kidnapping (nothing gory), and language. fem!reader.

Word Count: 4.5k

Requests:

i have a spence request!! you know that one scene where he says “this is calm, and it’s doctor”. i want a whole fic of that kind of aggressive spence in which he defends the readers honour to the rest of the BAU people, maybe she makes a call that’s risky for her own safety and the others are calling her out on it and spence gets defensive and morgan is like “calm down kid” or it can be whoever and THEN HE SAYS THAT LINE I WOULD DIE ❤️❤️

actually, some enemies to lovers with spencer would be great if they work at the bau together and for years they don’t get along and bicker and the reader knows she’s in love with spencer but doesn’t have a chance and he finds out while they’re arguing

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You wanted to punch Spencer in the face. You wanted to shut him up, and you felt in that moment - punching him would be the perfect way to do so. But no. Your brain was not listening to what you wanted, and instead what your heart wanted, but you could not afford that right now.

When you think of Spencer Reid, you think tall, skinny, uncoordinated, annoying, rude and cocky. You can’t stand the way he looks at you, or the way his hair falls over his eyes, and even the fact that a grown-ass man never wears matching socks. You also don’t like the fact that he always seems to be right, even when you wish he wasn’t. 

According to Spencer, you were no walk in the park either. He hates that you’re so dramatic, and that you’re so hell-bent on proving yourself right. He hates that you never listen to anything he tells you, and how you act like nothing can ever get to you no matter what it is.

When Spencer thinks of you, he thinks she’s self-righteous, and that you have this stupid hero complex that you need to get over.

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“L/N.” 

“Reid.” You greeted with just as much hostility.

Even on the plane, you both seemed to successfully make eachother mad. The team always noticed the rigidness between you two, and had even asked about the elephant in the room multiple times, but the only thing you two had seemed to come up with to explain your behavior - which you both had ironically subconsciously agreed on, was that, “It’s not my fault he/she is impossible.”

On countless random occasions, the team had tried to help fix whatever bad blood was spilled between you, but you two never caved in and instead insisted on the fact that, “nothing could be done,” to fix the unyielding tension if the other wasn’t going to change.

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You’re not going home

Sirius Black x reader

Request:  For your 300 followers thing. I’m not rlly sure if you’ll do this coz it’s nothing to go on but anything Sirius? Literally anything. (anon)

Words: 3600

Warnings: none

A/N: i wrote this months ago, so it’s not my best work but it fitted with the request ;) and i like the plot, so ya know?

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You had already spent the whole day at James’ and after dinner everyone was supposed to go home, but James came with an idea.

‘Why don’t you guys sleep here tonight?’ he asked. ‘I mean, Sirius already stays here and I don’t think my parents will mind.’

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Jean Jacket

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, drug mention

Summary: Y/N and Luke have been best friends, but they haven’t seen each other in years. Based loosely off of the song “Jean Jacket” by The Summer Set.

Word Count: 9.5k

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You messaged him at 10:14 in the morning. It felt unnatural, and a knot formed in your stomach once you hit send.

You:

hey.

string bean

He didn’t reply until 6:24 that night.

lukey “red lobster isn’t that bad” hemmings:

Don’t call me that.

I’m toned now.

You:

oh my bad

what’s a thicc vegetable

lukey “red lobster isn’t that bad” hemmings:

I don’t know

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