DAY6 Reaction: They get jealous so they ask you out (Part 1)
hey can you do day6 getting jealous when other guys flirt with you as well as asking you out for the first time? thank you and i love your blog!!!!
A/N: Thank you so much anon! Hope you enjoy xx (sorry I got really into this so Wonpil and Dowoon will be included in the next part v soon)
To the rest of the world it was no secret. It was in his eyes, his laugh, the way he treated you like you were the most delicate thing that could crumble right before him. To the rest of the world Jae was smitten and he couldn’t care less as long as you remained oblivious. For him, merely being around you was enough; that is until you started to turn the heads of other guys. He realised he needed to confess the minute he saw Jackson of GOT7 checking you out when you had come to visit him on ASC and GOT7 had been guests. He pulled you to one side as Jimin and Kevin raised their eyebrows suggestively, taking you by the wrist and leading you somewhere quiet. When he was happy no one would disturb you he took your hand in his shyly, laughing at himself a little and how cheesy this whole thing was. Biting his lip a little he met your confused eyes before simply saying ‘how can you not see it? I’m so into you. Like really. Please put me out my misery and go out with me, like for real, I can’t deal with this anymore. I really like you Y/N and I shoulda said it sooner.’ He brushed a stray hair out of your eyes before ruffling it and giving you a boyish smile, shyly leaning in and leaving a gentle yet sweet kiss on your forehead before rushing back to the studio before his quaking knees gave way.
Sungjin was usually incredibly passive which was one of the primary traits that made him such a good leader. However, one thing he would never relax or let stuff go with was you, and the boys knew better than to test this. The truth was that Sungjin had been head over heels for you as long as he could remember but with everything going on in his life, with an up and coming band to lead, he simply couldn’t put the burden of such a relationship on you, despite the boys constant badgering and insisting you felt the same way. However, while he was well aware that the boys knew better than to even step an inch into your affections, other boys did not. Now, Sungjin didn’t get angry very often which made it all the more unnerving when he did, and so the poor barista who thought it was a good idea to flirt with you while ordering coffee got the full evil eyes, snatching the coffee, telling him it was cold when it was scolding hot while you stood their bewildered as to what had come over your best friend. ‘Bob what was that all about’ you asked, pulling him to the side with a scowl as you took the coffee from him and slammed it on the table. ‘He was flirting with you right in front of me!’ he whispered screamed, throwing the barista another poison glance. ‘So? Sungjin I’m not your girlfriend!’ you would exclaim exacerbated at his sudden erratic behaviour. ‘Well maybe you should be.’ he sighed, fighting back a smile at your shocked expression. What he wasn’t prepared for was you throwing yourself into his arms and whispering ‘took you long enough’.
It had been a lovely day at the beach with your best friend Brian, these days between you both were so rare so you made sure to treasure every moment. You had been walking on the beach together after a day filled with fruitless arcade games, melting ice creams and wet, sandy feet with the sun setting behind you. While you two had been walking your hands had grazed Brian’s a couple of times while he chattered about how Jae was always stealing his foam cleanser back at the dorm and, while you were listening, your thoughts couldn’t help but wonder to how you wished Brian would just hold your hand already. You didn’t know why, but you just wanted to know what it felt like, or to be enveloped in his arms. You expelled the thoughts as he turned to you with a serious and unwavering look on his face. Stopping dead in the sand he stood opposite you, staring at his feet and idly flicking sand up to hit your feet. ‘What’s up?’ you asked, crouching down a little to meet his glassy eyes. Brian thought back throughout the day, to the guy checking out your rear as you played air hockey in the arcade, the guy who complimented your hair in the ice cream shop and the group of guys who blatantly checked you out while walking on the beach earlier. You could have any guy and yet here you were with him. He was the lucky guy in the world. He threw his arms open and said ‘I’m so lucky Y/N. I love my job, I love my life, and I get to be here with the one person I care about more than anyone else. I really like you Y/N and even if you don’t feel the same way, I need you to know how I feel. You make me so stupidly happy and I just want to kiss your stupid face all the time. God I feel so stupid but I don’t care’ he’d giggle, making you laugh in return as you ran and hugged him, him picking you up and running into the sea.
BTS reaction when their gf have a habit to putting her hands under their shirt/sleeves
Hi I got a request for you, how would they react to gf have a habit of
putting her hand up his shirt/sleeves in a non-sexual manner but as an
act of intimacy and closeness
I hope you enjoy your request! ♥
please ignore this cute fan which is 1000% right
Jin would be okay with that but only when you two are alone. He’s confident abt his look and your habit assurance him in this mind (beacause if I’m not handsome she doesn’t want to touch me, right?). But it take him some time to inure with this. Still when he starts to feeling your cold hand on his chest he can get surprised.
“Maybe I will warm up your hands and then you will back to touching your perfect boy?”
Yoongi have the most soft looking skin in Bangtan so touching him can give you two times more joy. He doesn’t mind it. He would enjoy it but secretly without telling you about that. Maybe sometimes he can tease you but not too much. Yoongi can tell you to touch his arm not a belly around others or even when you two were alone. But if he was working in studio he can tell you to stop doing this. He would love this look on your face of happines when you get to touch his skin.
“If this make you happy just go on but it tickles. You’re such a wierdo Y/N”
Fanboing. It’s what he would do when you show your habit for the first time. Touching him is a sign of affection and it makes him happy. He thinks that it’s really cute habit. When you and the boys were watching movie and -without knowing abt this- you started to reaching for his abs, he would smile and kiss your forehead thinking how lucky he is to have you.
“Y/N, you’re cute. I love you and all your strange habits”
Loving it. Enjoying even more then loving. I feel like he isn’t confident abt his look and your habit can make him more self-confident. Namjoon thought it is cute. When you can’t put up his sleeve he would help you with a smile on his face and lauging abt how desperate you look to touch him.
“Let me help you. You could'vesaid what you wanted to doo~”
Mochi can get shy when you touch his abs around boys and maybe ask you to start touching his arm or wrist. He doesn’t want to boys tease you two abt your habit. But after few times he wouldn’t mind it (but still of boys’re around better don’t do this). It can be really realxing habit of yours for him after busy schedule and tiring practice.
“You don’t even know how your touch effect on me. Like you make me realxed and healthy and give me feeling that someone really loves me”
There he is. One and only one Tae which will tease you and laugh pretending that your touch tickles him. Gets shy but not acting like this too much. If you touch him around boys, he can say something like “Look. My lovely girl can’t hold back her hands to touch me” and starts to make some fun of you with others. But the feeling of your hand on his skin~~ When he is sad or just wanted to do this- he can take your hand and put it under his shirt or sleeves.
“I think that your habit is cute. And it was too long ago when you last time touching me. Soo now you can,Y/N” - and this representative smile
Second one which can tease you. Like “I know that I’m golden maknae and every one want to touch me”. He is international playboy, you know. But it was only to blind you mind. In his head was so many minds. What should I do? Push her away? Maybe start teasing her? FUCK! NAMJOON HYUNG HELP ME!
He would act like he doesn’t see this habit but he really enjoy this and always waiting for this habit to show.
“I think that your habit is some kind of serious illness. What should I do with you, Y/N?” -smile and hug because he know you love it and doesn’t be angry at him after this.
Birthday surprise and Hope - Old Man Logan x Reader
Well first, thanks :-). And second, here’s your request (I’m using the movie version of Old Man Logan), might be a bit long, and again, I feel like I could have written something better, that maybe I didn’t write quite what you were expecting anon’ but…Yeah, that’s all I got right now. Hope you’ll like it anyway (don’t hesitate to drop a message to tell me so) :
Before the world all went to shit, before you lost all of your friends but Logan and Charles, before you had to run away to stay safe…you were doing some research about your boyfriend’s past. About where Logan actually came from.
The only information you had was that his real name is “James Howlett”, and that he was born somewhere in Canada, probably in Alberta. Which wasn’t really much. You didn’t even had an estimate of the year he was born in, his healing factor making it impossible to guess his age…The research weren’t easy.
But, finally, right before Charles had his massive seizure that killed most of the X-men a year ago, you had a lead. You found his birth date, and the place he supposedly grew up in. Everything fitted perfectly, there was no doubt that you found the right date and place…but you never got the occasion to take him to Canada and show him your findings, because of what happened that dreadful day in Westchester county…After the death of almost all of your friends, Logan, Charles and you fled the school, and since then, you just kept on the move almost all the time.
Caliban joined in pretty early on, and you finally settled down at the US border near Mexico. Your idea of taking him to his birth place and all, forever buried away…Until she arrived.
Laura. His daughter. He could say whatever he wanted about it, but you considered her his. She looked like him, she was “made” with his DNA, and was born naturally with the help of a Mexican girl that birthed her…She was his daughter, no questions asked. And from the moment she entered your life, everything moved faster than ever.
You guys lost Caliban. But you didn’t even have time to mourn him, running from Transigen, trying to be as far as them as you could.
Charles had another dangerous seizure, Logan refused to speak to the kid, who obviously wanted nothing more but to bond with her father, you were tired of all this pain and misery…life wasn’t really the greatest.
Prompt from anon: Hi there! I reaaaally love your blog and your writing! And I’d like to request a fic in which jughead and reader are rivals (both smart and witty) but they secretly admire each other. Thank you in advance!
A/N: This was a tough one to write, and I’m afraid I made it rather short, but I hope you enjoy it!
Jughead rolled his eyes as you got the answer right. Again. He saw your smug smile as you looked at him and he scoffed, sitting back in his chair.
Ah yes, the rivalry of Y/N L/N and Jughead Jones III. It was well-known throughout the town.
For some reason, you and Jughead had a rivalry that went all the way back to elementary school. On the outside, the two of you despised each other, always talking to your friends about how much you hated the other.
However on the inside, it was a different story.
There was a mutual admiration for the other side. A secret enjoyment of the competition. One could even go as far to say that the two of you liked each other. Not that either of you would admit it to anyone. You loved to hate each other too much.
He sighed as you got the next question correct and looked at the clock. Math wasn’t his strongest subject. On the other hand, English, which was next period, was his favorite. And your Achilles heel. You looked back at him again only to see him smiling conceitedly at you this time, his finger pointing to the clock. Your smile dropped, seeing that the period was ending in three minutes. Then it was onto English. You glared at Jughead and faced forward again, listening intently to your teacher.
The bell rang before you knew it and you began to pack up your stuff. You didn’t realize that Jughead had made his way over to you and was waiting for you to notice him. You nearly jumped out of your skin when you spotted him directly next to you.
“Jesus,” you said, surprised and looked up at Jughead. “Yes, Jones, how may I help you?”
Despite the two of you being on a last name basis, you couldn’t ignore the butterflies in your stomach as he smirked at you.
“L/N,” he stated, the words smoothly rolling off his tongue. “What are you doing after school?”
You rose your eyebrows at that. The two of you never conversed, let along hung out. You decided to humor him and play along.
“Well, I was going to go to the movies in the city, but I’m interested in hearing what you have to say.” you said as the two of you began walking down the hallway to your next class.
Everyone looked at the both of you, wondering why you were talking to one another.
Didn’t you two hate each other?
“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go Pop’s with me after school?” he asked casually.
You bit back a smile.
“Jughead Jones, are you asking me on a date?” you asked as you reached your classroom, turning around to face him.
He smiled cheekily at you.
“Pop’s. 3:15. We’ll talk more after class.” he said before walking past you into the English classroom.
You bit the inside of your cheek and shook your head, smiling as you followed him into the classroom.
As the teacher began the lesson and Jughead began answering every question flawlessly, you were unable to focus, your mind on your and Jughead’s date after school. After one particular question, Jughead mimicked your actions from earlier, and turned around to look at you with a shit-eating grin on his face. You snorted and sat back in your chair, shaking your head.
I heard ya wanted requests ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), so heres one for you. What would the RFA + V + Saeran do if MC has fallen asleep in the shower after a long day. (Its kinda weird but not all requests can be good i guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯) Keep up the good work by the way. (I feel like your work isnt appreciated enough lolol) I hope you have a good day / night !! -Stars Anon<3
hey Stars Anon! good to see you(*^▽^*) you know I always love and appreciate your requests(and that i always want them hehehe)~ and aw aw thank you! that’s so sweet, you’re gonna make me blush( ´ ▽ ` )
mc was So Tired
when they got home, zen wasn’t there yet, so they just hopped in the shower
*15 minutes later*
zen opens the door and is like “babe~ i’m home!”
he hears no answer
but he also hears the shower running and assumes their in there
he’s right, but he also wants to let them know he’s back
so he just opens the door, “hey babe, letting you know i’m home”
no response….? *confused zen* “babe?”
moves the curtains a bit to make sure they’re okay
and they’re asleep! zen shakes their shoulder “babe, are you alright?”
mc is surprised and looks at zen all confused before they realize “oh my god i fell asleep-”
zen shakes his head but also realizes that they’re naked
*cue blushing and closing the curtain” just wanted to make sure you were okay- i’ll be outside”
everything’s clear when they get out of the shower
but zen also pulls them over and kisses their nose “take a nap first,next time, baby..we can shower together~”
was already home tbh
but mc just got home and told yoosung they were going to take a shower and then they could cuddle
but that was like, 20 minutes ago…
sometimes mc takes long showers, but usually their tired showers are quick showers
but yoosung doesn’t question it
another 10 minutes pass by and now he thinks it’s weird
so he goes to check….and finds mc asleep!
“mc, honey, wake up!”
they wake up all surprised and is like “oops”
yoosung is really only phased when he helps them get out and dry up
blushes a little, but powers through
they have that cuddle session on the couch and mc is asleep immediately again
mc was exhausted that day, jaehee could tell
but she persuaded them to take a shower before going to bed, to make them feel better
she does have a suspicion this might happen, though
probably has done this once or twice so she isn’t even phased
does wait a reasonable amount of time, like yoosung does
but jaehee isn’t phased at all and just helps mc out of the shower
dries them up and kisses their nose
“come on, let’s go to bed”
mc is so tired at this point like jaehee needs to help dress them
they fall asleep as soon as they hit the bed and jaehee laughs
but she also joins them and pulls them into a hug
after putting a towel under their head for their wet hair
jumin was letting them take a bath
they both got home late from travelling
he let them get in the bath and said he’d be right back
he needs to get the Relaxation Essentials
which includes wine, of course
but when he gets back, mc is asleep
he chuckles and shakes his head, but wakes them up
offers to bathe them and talk to them so they won’t fall asleep again
carries them out of the bath and dries them up before helping get some clothes on
this man is also unfazed, he’s actually enjoying this
lays down with them and plays with their hair until they fall asleep
707 / luciel / saeyoung
is honestly so confused for a bit
mc said they were going to take a shower
but that was almost an hour ago????
he went to go check and still heard the shower running
so he yanks open the curtains to check on them
aaaand they’re asleep
he laughs at first, but wakes them up
mc laughs too, but they get out and dry up
saeyoung lets them sit in his lap while he works and they fall asleep
he also brushes their hair for them
v / jihyun
he is the most surprised and the least helpful
since..he can’t see and all
but mc was taking too long
and he still heard the shower running
which was weird
so he called out for them, but nothing
after looking with his left eye, he sees them asleep
“mc…angel…wake up, dear”
they wake up all shocked
but they manage to dry up by themselves
v does want to brush their hair, though
so he does on the bed while they fall asleep
decides now is a good time to take a picture, since they’re so cute
mc was extra tired when they came home
so they told saeran they were going to take a shower before anything else
he said alright and waited for them on the couch, scrolling through his phone
but a while passes and he gets a bit concerned
gets up to go check on them
he shakes his head when he sees what happened and turns off the water before waking them up
mc is embarrassed and smiles nervously at him
but he just picks them up and dries them off
doesn’t go back to the couch, just goes straight to bed
he lets them talk about their day while he listens and comments every now and then until he knows they fell asleep
Anon: Can I request a Stiles x female!reader with the prompt number 8 that looks like “you’re basically the only reason I get up the morning?” But like the reader is feeling sad, anxiety and all that, and when she’s at the lowest she kinda confesses her bad emotional state to him? Something like that would be super awesome ❤❤❤❤ and you’re even more awesome ❤❤❤❤❤❤
8. “You are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning.”
(Set in season 6b, if senior year had dragged on longer and Stiles was still in BH)
I love Beacon Hills, I really do, but sometimes it really sucks. Don’t get me wrong, I have great friends and it’s a beautiful place to live, but the one thing I could do without was the huge magnet that this town was to the supernatural. Alpha packs, berserkers, dread doctors, ghost riders, hell, some kid even turned into a shapeshifting lizard. With all that’s been going on in the past couple years, I’ve been pretty proud of myself keeping my grades up. That is, until basically the entire town decided to turn against my friends and take up arms.
Feelings of distress buzzed through my body as I hurried to finish my test. The scribbles on the page were barely legible but were written as quickly as possible as not to run out of time. I began the last paragraph of my essay right as the bell rang, and my heart dropped into my chest. I thought I had more time. I tried to scan over my work one more time before the teacher spoke: “Pencils down everyone, time’s up. Please staple your pages together and hand them in before you leave”.
I filed in line with the rest of the class and absentmindedly turned in my work. The pressure in my chest and the knots in my stomach made me feel sick as I walked through the halls. If I didn’t get at least a decent grade on the test I just took, and the ones I took yesterday, I could fail. The frown that was more than likely showing across my face was replaced with an imposter of a smile as I walked through the doors of the cafeteria, meeting my friends at our usual table. The chatter of students and conversations between friends past by me with no effect. The anxiety that I felt was so profound that I didn’t even hear my own best friend trying to grab my attention.
“Y/N?.. Y/N!” Lydia said more forcefully, breaking me from my trance. My head snapped up, eyes meeting hers, which held a confused gaze.
“Are you okay?” she asked with more worry in her voice, and soft curls bounced around her shoulders. “I’m fine” I answered, a little too quickly, breaking eye contact and shifting my gaze to the floor. She left her seat at the other side of the table and came to my side. She took my hands in hers, making my eyes shift back to hers. She didn’t say a word but gave me that look. The look that meant “I’m here for you no matter what, and you don’t have to tell me what’s wrong but I’ll figure it out eventually”, the one with the caring puppy dog eyes that could make even Derek Hale spill his inner-most feelings.
I took a deep sigh before speaking, knowing she had won. “It’s my grades Lyd. If I didn’t do well on the past couple tests, I could fail. What am I going to do if I fail one of my classes? It’s senior year, I need all of these credits to graduate”. She sat silently and listened intently, before bringing one of her arms around me to rub my back. “I’m sure you did just fine Y/N, you’re a smart girl. And even if you get a bad grade, it’s just one test. You have the rest of the semester to bring your grade up” she explained, “And if you’re still worried about your scores, you can always check your grades online”.
I nodded to her with a smile and she gave me a small hug before returning to her seat across the table. Maybe my scores were in the database, it had been a few days since I’d taken the test. I grabbed the phone from my pocket and quickly began typing in my login information. The slow school wifi hadn’t changed a bit in the last week, and I sat anxiously waiting for the screen in front of me to load. The knots in my stomach returned once again once the screen did load. The number staring back at me was way lower than I had initially expected and I couldn’t help the tears from welling up in my eyes. I grabbed my bag from the floor and almost ran out of the cafeteria doors. I made my way down the hallway and through the parking lot. This day was becoming too much for me, numbers swirled in my head, and tears fell from my eyes.
Hours after arriving home, I hadn’t strayed from my bed. I let the blankets envelop me completely as slow music played softly in the background. The tears that fell from my eyes have since dried, and the pressure in my chest had released. I turned my phone to silent as soon as I got home, not wanting to deal with any other problems the world outside was having at the moment. I let the music lull me back into a daze, and rested my head against the pillow.
Ever since I saw Y/N earlier, I knew something was wrong. As soon as school was over, I jumped in the jeep and sped to her house. I parked, and ran up the front sidewalk as quickly as I could. When I reached the end of the walk, I reached my hand up to knock on the door, but was surprised to see that it wasn’t fully shut in the first place. I stepped cautiously inside the doorway and looked around for any sign of Y/N. Without seeing anything, I shut the front door behind me and quietly made my way up the stairs. The closer to the top I got, the faint sound of music filled my ears. I pressed my hand against the closest door, and what I saw made my heart skip a beat. There she was. Y/N laid curled on the bed under all the covers, the only thing visible was strands of her soft looking hair. I took a deep breath and called out to her.
His voice was like honey, calling out my name. I peeked my head out from underneath the mountain of blankets to see the brown eyed boy standing in my doorway. “The front door was open” he said gently, “after I saw you leave today, I was worried about you”. We sat in silence for a moment before I pulled back the covers and motioned for him to join me. I heard his shoes drop to the floor before I felt a dip in the mattress. He pulled the covers over his head like I had and turned his body to mine, our faces so close they were almost touching. I could feel his breath mix with mine as we laid there, neither of us saying a word.
After struggling with the thoughts whirling in my head, I decided to speak. “I wish I was like you”.
“Like me?” he questioned.
“So put together. I can barely pass a few tests, let alone solve crimes”. He gave me a small laugh before bringing his gaze to meet mine.
“Y/N, I’m an anxious mess, You are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning” he laughed, a faint blush spreading across his cheeks as he realized his confession.
“I-I uh” he began, shifting his gaze, looking anywhere but at me. I brought my hand up to his cheek and his eyes darted to mine, then down to my lips, and back up. I could see the jumbled thoughts in his mind disappear as he brought his face closer to mine until I felt his soft lips. When our lips broke apart, the smile on his face was infectious, but it soon vanished.
“You really shouldn’t leave your door open, creeps off the street could just walk right in here” he explained in a half-serious tone while wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Yeah, that does explain how you got in here now doesn’t it?”.
Writer’s Note: Thank you for the request anon! I hope you love it! A special thanks to @redstringlovers yet again for being a very motivational life coach :)
req; Can I request a 7 minutes in heaven with wonwoo pls? Thank you!
summary; you despised playing this game for a good reason, but spending 7 minutes in a closet with jeon wonwoo isn’t so bad… right?
word count; 1,130
a/n; oh dear.. this got a little heated? this might not be what the anon requested, but i hope you like it anyway, dear! (ngl this was kind of my first time writing anything like this so i hope it was alright ^^)
Soonyoung poked you teasingly, pointing at the bottle. “Your turn!”
You sighed, willing to do anything else than spin this stupid bottle. Who proposed this dumb game? Wen Junhui did, of course.
He, however, wasn’t playing, and was knocked out in the corner against the wall.
It wasn’t supposed to be a house party, just a hangout with Seventeen and a few of your friends, but even you knew that whenever the thirteen were around, it was never an ordinary day.
Not all of Seventeen was playing, either. You were currently sitting in a circle of eight, including Soonyoung, you, Jeonghan, three of your friends, Seungcheol, and possibly the last person you wanted to see here, Jeon Wonwoo.
Not because you hated him, though. Quite the opposite, actually, and Jeonghan, knowing that, had invited him to play.
Turning the bottle with your fingers, as it spun, you prayed to whatever god that was listening that it would land on any one of the other 6 in the group.
Ok so I got this anon request for a Chych one and I LOVED IT! Ok so this kid has NO right to be 18. Like… damn man you’re killing me! Ok so enough of Chych loving (jk) but on to the story! Hope you like it anon! Let me know what you guys thing!
Warning: Cussing (light)
hey love! your writing is amazing and i was wondering if you could do a jakob chychrun imagine about him taking care of his gf when she gets her wisdom teeth out? thanks!!
love you,” he stated, grinning widely. You glared at him.
to hell,” you told him, although with all the packing in your mouth it
came out garbled. His smile widened though, understanding you.
Could you do a preference of the Marauders on their honeymoon??
A/N: I’m using Aaron Johnson, Andrew Garfield, Ben Barnes and Jamie Bell respectively as faceclaims for the young Marauders ;) Hope I got the characterization right and this was somewhat accurate!
You and James had a few things planned for the honeymoon other than staying in, but even though you do a lot of fun activities you have the most fun when you’re in together. It’s like you go back to being kids, laughing at the top of your lungs, playfully chasing each other around, being mischievous, lots of tickling and just adorableness. There’s also lots and lots of cuddling, flirting and kissing. You basically have a great time and are hugging or holding hands for most of the honeymoon, always keeping the exhilarating physical touch and being flirty and playful.
Not that you do crazy stuff or go many places, you mainly just stay in for most of the honeymoon. But despite it all, you have such a wonderful time! You spend almost every second of the day together, cuddling and holding hands. Or just talking, because it seems like you never run out of things to talk about! It’s all so romantic and so fluffy and adorable, just the best. You don’t even need to talk when you’re with Remus, the silences are so comfortable and casual because even though you might be doing different things you’re in the same room and that’s enough for you two.
You would do so much stuff together and would have the time of your lives! Every day is a new adventure, Sirius has planned so much cool stuff to do with you, all interesting, fun and romantic! And you do some stuff that he hasn’t even planned, but he certainly knows how to improvise! And how to be charming, romantic and mischievous all at once! It’s just lovely because you do a lot of cool and interesting activities but still get time to yourselves to be romantic and cuddly.
It’s pretty calm between you and Peter. You planned a few typical couple activities but other than that you just spent time together like you usually do. Sitting down, maybe watching a movie, chatting and just having a nice tranquil day in, also being a bit lazy.
Good night! :) The request are still open? Maybe can I ask some HC, please? I've got this idea for a time and... How do you think the RFA boys + V & Saeran react to a Fem!S/O who's always been treated like a man for her family and friends? Like she talks, dress, act and treat other people like a man, but gets all shy and blush when her S/O treats her like a female because she thinks that she's not pretty enough to use dresses and stuff like that. Maybe a little bit of nsfw in this? Thank u!!
Good night/day to you, anon :) And of course, you can request things! My ask box is always open!!
I hope I got your request right - it’s like a…”tomboy” mc, yeah? ahh I’ll try my best, please let me know if I read your request wrong ^^;; I hope you enjoy anyways! And for you, a little nsfw thrown in~
alSO I know anon said the rfa boys, but I can’t leave my wife out so she’s in a separate post! edit: which is now [here]!!!
nsfw-ish! (tbh it’s not that nsfw but i tr ied)
it never really occurred to yoosung that mc wasn’t very ‘feminine’, but he did realize the only time he saw her in a dress was at the party
which was totally her choice, but it was also how she acted
she seemed to always try to be tough, taking on things she probably shouldn’t be doing but again, go her!
but he felt bad that she wanted to carry all those heavy boxes and such
then when they went shopping one day, he saw her eyeing this dress
he asks her about it and she says no, which made him pout
they left without that dress but he was determined to get it for her..so he did, surprise!
mc grinned at first but then got all shy and asked him why he bought it
“Because you wanted it! I could tell..I just..thought you would like it..” what an angel
she tells him that yes! she does like it, but she doesn’t think she could pull it off *confused yoosung noises*
“honey, you’re beautiful!!” she gets even more blushy and shakes her head
yoosung literally attacks her with kisses until she’s all giggly - kissing her face, neck, and to her shoulders, that they end up on the couch
“come on, hun. how am I beautiful? I never wear dresses!” “you’re beautiful no matter what you wear-even wearing nothing, I want you to wear whatever you want”
this whole time, he’s like on top of her on the couch
“even wearing nothing?…” mc asks, smiling up at him. he blushes.
“yes. and i’ll show you.” and boy oh boy he does
707 / Luciel / Saeyoung
saeyoung kinda knew what was going on, but really found out when he was trying to convince her to cosplay with him
“but mc, it would be so fun!!” “but saeyoung, you want to put me in a dress.”
*pouts* “but you’ve seen me in a dress..” “that’s not the point”
“please please?? i won’t show anyone or take pictures and even put it on myself!” to really prove it, he throws on a dress himself
mc finally agrees
he lets her pick the dress, but doesn’t let her lift a finger after that
helps her undress and even put the other dress on
mc is all blushy 1. from the undressing and 2. from wearing the dress
saeyoung grins at her when he’s done and ends up staring a bit
mc blushes more, “saeyoung, you’re staring..” “well…you’re hot”
“you’re ridiculous” “no seriously. I admit that I glanced a little while helping you” “sAEYOUNG”
“I mean, I can return the favor” and he literally takes his dress off right there
wow mc is red
and now he starts pointing out his physical insecurities, all of which mc finds ridiculous he looks so good
she can’t help herself and starts kissing to what he points to
and now her dress is off and he’s doing the same for her
at the end of that, they look at each other until saeyoung pulls her into a deep kiss
guess we’ll have to cosplay another day
they were looking through his old costumes and some of them were a little, uh, revealing not anywhere bad geez i mean they were ripped
mc is kind of amazed. she asks how he wears them without being so self-conscious
turns out he has a process, it’s not just his ego my boy here has his share of insecurities
she tries that process one day with a dress when he wasn’t home
but he got home early !! and saw her !!!
obviously zen thinks she looks like The Most Beautiful Person Ever
but mc blushes and runs to the closet to hide
“babe! where are you going? that dress looks great on you!”
“no it doesn’t, zen! stop it. I’m just gonna wear jeans forever, even to the party.” what a dramatic couple
he convinces her to come out of the closet, the dress still on
but she has he arms crossed and is all pouty and not looking at him
luckily, he knows exactly what to do
he takes one of her hands and kisses from her hand to her shoulder, whispering little compliments until he gets to the other one
and the next thing she knows, he’s doing that for everything??
her face, stomach, chest, even her legs hahahah i love the body worship hc
and now she’s blushing for a whole other reason…which zen also takes care of ;))
this man wants to spoil mc with dresses, but she never wears them
he asks about that at dinner one night
and mc spills that she thinks she’s not pretty enough to wear dresses and it’s so much easier to just…be not feminine
he understands, a little
and you know, he could just.. tell her that he thinks she’s beautiful and that she could try wearing dresses if she wanted to
this man had to buy her a bunch to tell her
mc is shocked when she got home
“i just..” jumin starts, “I think you’re beautiful, and I want you to feel comfortable in whatever you wear. So I thought we’d practice, just here”
she indulges him and they have a mini fashion show that’s just her
jumin is there like “wow my wife is amazing”
she starts getting more confident at like, the 6th dress but she also starts getting tired
so they take a break, she sits next to him on their bed
he pulls her over and makes her look at him
“see, my love? you’re beautiful in anything..” mc smiles “which was your favorite?” she asks
“this one.” he answers, “because I’m taking it off”
V / Jihyun
also pretty much doesn’t care and actually didn’t notice she never wore dresses (ps this baby got the surgery here he deserves this)
until he asked her to do a photoshoot with him!
he get so excited about backgrounds and outfits its so cute
but mc starts getting shy and of course, he notices
so he asks her about it
and looking into his eyes, mc has to tell the truth i couldn’t lie to him either tbh
he listens and smiles at her softly when she finishes talking
“oh, angel..you can wear absolutely anything you want and if you don’t want to wear dresses, you don’t have to.”
however, she decides to wear one. Just for him and the photoshoot
she surprises him when she comes out of the changing room and V is like, in awe
he thinks she is amazing! wonderful! and he lets her know!
*cue blushy mc* *and grinny jihyun*
he gives her a kiss for the surprise and wants to give her like, thousands more
but since he’s not that into pda, he takes her into the dressing room to shower her with kisses
and then mc says she’s “uncomfortable” in the dress again and that she needs his help “taking it off” bad mc
thank god he has his own studio
my bean here gives no fucks
mc is thankful bc she’s so comfortable around him and can do whatever
until the rest of the rfa tells her she has to wear a dress for the party
so she tells him to complain a little, but she’s still gonna do it
“i think it’d be nice to see you in a dress. different, but nice”
aw damn, now she really has to
they go shopping together, saeran picks a really pretty one and she loves it
but in the dressing room, she doesn’t think she looks that good
“hey, mc! do you need any help in there or?” he calls out
“uh, no thank you..I don’t think I’m gonna get it though, Saeran”
“why? let me see.” and so he comes in
he tilts his head “you look great in it, why don’t you want it?”
she gives him the mini explanation given their whereabouts
he frowns and turns them to face the mirror again
“look, I think you look beautiful in this dress. and I know the rest of the rfa will, too. if you really don’t want to wear it, I’ll tell them myself, but if you like it, get it.”
both of them are blushing now, but saeran means it
and she buys it. they walk out of the store holding hands
Yutaba: a bit after Valentine's Day, he takes her around where he lives and they come across the girls that tried to give him chocolate
Sorry these prompts have been coming so slow, everyone. I’m a bit held up with some medical issues and some job issues and also I’m studying to get my driver’s license. But do NOT think I’ve forgotten about you guys and your adorable requests like this one! I hope I got the in-game name for the Pocky knockoffs in P5 right…also, there’s mentioned RyuAnn and HaruMako, if anon did not want that then I can re-write it to edit it out so just note me. :)
Without ado, Valentine’s Day two months late. <3
Also, all the flavors mentioned here are real flavors! I picked the most unique, tasty looking, and fun looking ones from this gallery here.
An Anon sent me this request quite a while ago. I’m very sorry that it took so long to complete but I really had to get a good idea of what I would be writing in it :). I hope the lovely anon who sent me this enjoys the fic. Zen x MC
Rehearsals were grueling. Hours of
repeating the same line over and over in a room alone, until the director
thought you got it just right. It took so much work but how could you not love
it. The sensation of trying on your costume for the first time which had been
made just for you. The support and bond between cast members and having the
opportunity to sing to your hearts content be your job. The only thing that
made it better was Zen.
You didn’t know him when you started the
production. You didn’t really know anyone. It was your first professional
musical and somehow you had sung and acted well enough to earn the role of Christine
in their production of Phantom of the Opera.
There was always a tense edge to
rehearsals. You could hear the whispers behind your back, the sharp words not
meant for your ears but it didn’t hurt any less. They didn’t want you there.
People were jealous of your achievement.
Saying you bribed the director… and worse. More than anything they were jealous
that you were partnered with Zen. Zen the beautiful. Zen the angel. Zen the
beast. To you he was just Zen, playing the role of Raoul. That didn’t make your
heart flutter any less.
He was always so kind to you, sharing a few
encouraging words during those few hours together in the rehearsal space even
though you knew he was the same with everyone else. On stage when you performed
together you felt alive, the love you shared felt real. He looked at you like
he was meant to love you for the rest of your life. When you, no, Christine was
taken by the Phantom, his pain was real and raw. It was mesmerising.
You had never spoken outside of the rehearsal
times, nor on anything other than the performance itself. Sharing comments and
thoughts about musical phrasing and line pronunciation. Every time those
moments happened you knew that he would go and do the same for another girl.
Making them feel just as special, but… he was just trying to be kind to appease
everyone. To maintain his honourable and kind image but never going far enough
to lead anyone to the realisation and despair that he could never be theirs.
They had held off until the dress rehearsal
for the kissing scenes. The director said that the costumes and set complete
would make the situation feel more real… pull out more emotions. It just made
you more nervous. The high notes were nothing compared to the thought that you
would have to kiss the man you think you loved without him even knowing, whilst
playing a character.
You grew more and more nervous as the show
progressed. You stood alone on stage. You knew he was cued to come from behind
you. To wrap his arms around you, to sing softly in your ear. The music started
and your heart came close to stopping. Your hands were shaking, and you were
close to tears. You could see the director gleaming as he watched on believing
you really felt the emotions of Christine in that moment. But there was so much
more going on.
He started to sing, his arms wrapping
around you tenderly. He took your hands as you gazed at him, as if in a trance.
You could see nothing but him. “No more talk of darkness, forget these wide
eyed fears…” His hand ran up to trace the line of your jaw before caressing
your cheek. You couldn’t help but lean into it. His voice was enchanting and
gentle. As you sung your lines to the audience, you could feel his eyes upon
you, begging you to turn back to him.
The song grew closer and closer to the end.
Your eyes travel slowly from his eyes to focus upon his lips. Your anxious
emotions from earlier were completely destroyed by the intense desire to kiss
him. To feel his lips against yours.
His hand came up to your cheek again,
caressing it in a gentle hold before you were drawn back into his captivating
eyes. He leant in slowly as the music softened. He was so close his eyes close,
beckoning yours to follow as you fell into the kiss.
His lips were soft and gently with the
subtle taste of smoke lingering on them. He drew his hand around to your nape
of your neck as you threaded your fingers through his silver hair tugging on
them slightly to let him know you wanted this. You wanted him. Not Raoul but
Zen. You weakened at his touch as he gently pulled your head upwards towards
him, deepening the kiss as his arm snaked around your waist pulling your body
closer to his. It was all too real as your lips yearned for more but you both
were pulling away quickly with a loss of breath and the stage cues signalled through
the theatre as the stage went dark. The moment ending.
You went down into the underpass beneath
the stage in order to reach the other side for your next scene but you were
stopped. “What was that?!” He pinned your body against the wall with no escape.
No space to divert his intense gaze. He was angry. Oh god! He was angry. You felt tears threatening to form.
“Oh god… what am I supposed to do when you
do that! On stage! When you make me feel like that…” There was still anger
laced in his voice but it had softened as if he was confused and unsure.
“I have to go… I am in the next scene.” You
say, your voice slightly shaky after being caught out. He was mad. He was going
to reject you. You duck out of his arms trying to make a quick exit.
“No. You’re not leaving yet.” He says
grabbing your wrist, pulling you back to him.
“I need to know MC. Was that real. I felt…
I don’t know what I felt but that was more than acting. Was it real? Did you
mean it… or were you just acting…?” His voice was strained, concerned and
confused. There was something behind his eyes which was there before but
burning through brighter than before.
You couldn’t reply. You swallowed longingly
begging that he was asking what you were thinking.
“Argh I said I wouldn’t but may I? Can I? Would
you stop me if I was wrong? Please… Tell me that you want it as well.” He says
closing the gap between you, his eyes now only centimetres from yours. His gaze
darted from your lips to you as if asking permission, the light in his eyes
growing brighter as he watched you. “Please. I want to kiss you again.”
You leant your head up just enough that
your lips brushed against his. “Zen…” You whispered longingly. That was all he
needed. His lips brushed against yours until he felt your lips part. His hand
was almost immediate to wrap around to the back of your head and lower waist
pulling you closer to him, deepening the kiss. You couldn’t help but let out a
small moan as his tongue darted into your mouth swirling it around your tongue
playfully. When he heard your moan his teeth grazed against your lips where he nibbled
gently on your lower lip. “Zen” You managed to say again full of desire.
“Oh god MC. What are you doing to me?” His
face has a slight red tinge across it as you look up at him. “I didn’t want to
say anything until the shows were over. I wanted to treat you gently, to take
things slow but then you did that on stage! How am I supposed to control
myself!” He says in a panicked voice. “Please just say it so I can know that
it’s not me forcing my desires upon you. Please.”
“I..” above you, you can hear the song
coming to an end. “Zen I really have to go.” You say but the sad look on his
face could leave him distraught for the rest of the night in worry about his
You take a few steps towards him taking his
face in your palms. “Zen… Lovely Zen, I love you.”
“…Lovely Zen… Love you…” his face turns a
bright shade of red, his eyes widening. “Say it again. Please”
“Lovely Zen, I love you.” You could see on
his face his intense desire to kiss you again but you had to go. You were too
slow to leave as he swept you into his arms, pulling you tightly against him,
his head resting against your neck.
“MC. I love you too. I couldn’t help but
fall in love with you the way you took everything in your stride. After what
all those people said behind your back you never stopped showing them kindness,
never speaking a word of complaint or ill will against them. When you practiced
your lines with me I felt how genuine you were, how much you loved performing.
It showed in your smile. And you were so kind to me, not because of my stunning
looks but because you saw my passion. I couldn’t love you more.” His eyes were
shining, you had to hold back tears as you placed a kiss against his cheek.
“I will be back to you once this scene is
over. I love you Zen.” You said before turning and walking up the steps towards
the stage door. From behind you, you heard him whisper to you sending burning
heat to your cheeks.
“Babe, if it were me I would never let the
phantom go near you. You are mine now and I am yours.”
Hello! I read all your writings and it's p e r f e c t. If you don't mind and requests are open, i have one for a headcanon: Ravus got a lot of professional paintings with note "from your secret admirer". And later he finds this poor person sketching something or someone, perhaps him.
Aww, thank you for your kind words, Anon! You make a girl blush.
Poor little Ravus, I just want to give him a big warm hug. I hope I got your request right, here goes…
✓ On his birthday, which Ravus never makes a fuss about, he receives an unexpected parcel from an anonymous sender. ✓ Inside the parcel is a small painting of the Tenebraean sylleblossom plains, with a small, handwritten note wishing him a happy birthday, “from your admirer.” ✓ Ravus is not used to attention, and he tries to ask Luna to help him figure out who the painting is from. She insists he must work it out himself. ✓ A month later, another parcel appears, with a bigger painting. This begins a slew of paintings arriving, approximately once a month, for the next year or so. The subjects are always related to places or objects in and around the palace. ✓ He asks around to figure out who the paintings are from. Every time a new one arrives, his heart warms - it’s one of the few gestures of affection he has received for many years since his childhood. ✓ One evening, looking at the paintings all laid out against the side of his bedroom wall, he realizes that if he puts them in a certain order, and connects the locations, they create a route through the palace. ✓ Getting up instantly, he draws a little map on a piece of paper, then hurries out, following the directions, checking to see the subject of each painting as he walks along. ✓ Finally he arrives at the servants’ quarters, where most of the palace attendants reside. He runs through the corridors, as the map ends there, unsure where to turn to next. ✓ Frustrated, he walks out into the courtyard, but it’s there that he sees a figure sat under oil lanterns, with pages, paints and canvas laid out around them. Approaching them quietly from behind, he sees sketches on the floor that look a little bit like himself. ✓ He lays his hand on the artist’s shoulder, very softly, but the artist startles and turns around to see him smiling gently. “It was you,” he utters tenderly, as the artist realizes they’ve been discovered. ✓ “You always seemed so sad, sir,” the artist responds, unsure of how Ravus feels about the situation. ✓ “Not anymore,” Ravus responds smiling, kneeling down next to the artist, taking their hand. “Not anymore.”
When the tub
arrived, Peck pulled off Jaime’s boots and helped remove his golden hand.
hauled water, and found him something clean to sup in.
The girl glanced at him
shyly as she shook his doublet out. Jaime was uncomfortably aware of the curve
of hip and breast beneath her roughspun brown dress.
He found himself
remembering the things that Pia had whispered to him at Harrenhal: Sometimes when I’m with some man, she’d
said, I close my eyes and pretend it’s you on top of me.
grateful when the bath was deep enough to conceal his arousal.
As he lowered
himself into the steaming water, he recalled another bath, the one he’d shared
with Brienne. He had been feverish and weak from loss of blood, and the heat
had made him so dizzy he found himself saying things better left unsaid. This
time he had no such excuse. Remember your
Pia is more fit for Tyrion’s bed than yours. “Fetch me soap and
a stiff brush,” he told Peck. “Pia, you may leave us.”
m'lord. Thank you, m'lord.“ She covered her mouth when she spoke, to hide
her broken teeth.
"Do you want
her?” Jaime asked Peck, when she was gone.
turned beet red.
she’ll have you, take her. She’ll teach you a few things you’ll find useful on
your wedding night, If you bed her, though, be kind to her.“
my lord? How… how would I… ?”
words. Gentle touches. You couldn’t wed her, but so long as you’re abed treat
her as you would your bride.“
nodded. "My lord, I… where should I take her? There’s never a place to … to
“… to be
alone?“ Jaime grinned. "We’ll be at supper several hours. The straw
looks lumpy, but it should serve.”
grew wide. “His lordship’s bed?”
feel a lord yourself when you’re done, if Pia knows her business.“ And someone ought to make some use of that
miserable straw mattress.
From A Feast For Crows Chapter 30 (Jaime IV)
Requested by Anon and I couldn’t resist for I have a heart for the most unimportant of minor characters. Thanks for your suggestion!