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Can I request a headcanon for the weak hero boys on how they would react if the reader and they got caught doing the deed? Make a small scenario if you can but no pressure at all!!
⭒*.✩. whc boys x fem!reader getting caught doing the deed pt.1 mdni
includes: yeon sieun, ahn suho, oh beomseok / —the next part will have the rest —
genre: headcanons, x reader
summary: you spend some time together and get intimate, until you get to see their reaction to getting caught in the act.
warnings: use of y/n, smut, piv, praising, unprotected sex (don’t do that) i probably forgot some stuff my bad
a/n: so these are actually pretty long scenarios that’s why i’ll post part 2 later…i went a bit too into the details probably but i hope you enjoy it!
not proofread, sorry for any mistake
english is not my first language, i appreciate any support (especially comments eyy) ⠀⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ ♡
★ ☆ yeon sieun
you were so happy about this sleepover, you had gotten all your important stuff in a duffel bag, headed to your boyfriend’s apartment.
sieun doesn’t verbalize his needs, but you’ve learned to know him and how crucial it is to him to be able to spend time with you. he didn’t say it but he loved your sleepovers, he did not care much for the movies you watched or the snacks, his favorite moment was turning off the lights and going to bed with your head on his shoulder or his head on your chest listening to your breathing.
the silence, when he could tell himself that everything was okay because the person he loves is next to him peacefully trying to or sleeping…that was the best feeling.
when you came back from his bathroom after the two of you brushed your teeth, he got in his bed, looking at you like you’ll guess he wants you to climb in — and you did.
the glow of his bedside lamp was casting a soft orange over his bedroom, after you insisted he changed that awful white bulb light for weeks. he was thinking a lot (as usual), but you saw it in the way he was looking at your face, the longing in his expressive eyes.
your hand cupped his cheek, his found your waist in a smooth and sure slide, you had barely gone your way under the blankets yet.
your lips met with slow motions, kissing deeply but in no rush to go any further, “can i?” his voice was quiet, melting your heart. you nodded your head, used to him asking permission. his hand squeezed your waist ever so slightly when he buried his face in your neck with light warm kisses, letting himself go up to touch your breasts. not squeezing hard or putting much pressure, just feeling the weight in his hand and hearing your soft sighs.
he didn’t turn off the light, when it was about you it didn’t scare him to be seen. he always had some nervousness, he’s not someone who naturally knows how to be with people, but he knows you.
your little tug at his waistband let him know this was the kind of sweet sex you two had before bed, not complicated, not scary, not new.
he let you lie down on your back and took his sweatpants off, crawling on top of you once you were settled and you’d taken off your pants and underwear.
his hand went to your thigh, his lips finding yours in a reassuring kiss, you both wanted each other as much. he let the bulge in his boxers rub against your core a moment, letting you feel his desire.
you took the initiative and let his underwear go away, let him take his time to guide his thickness to your pussy. he buried his blushing face in your neck, your scent filling his nostrils as he couldn’t help his quiet whimper when he pushed in you and your nails gently dug in his shoulder, arm under his.
you breathed heavily as he stilled inside you before his hips started to move slowly, drawing a deeper moan from your chest.
you didn’t pay attention to the front door opening or the sound of the keys on the table, nor did you hear the footsteps nearing the bedroom, your ears only catching the slight creek of the twin sized bed he was taking you in.
his mother didn’t knock, pushing open the door like it’s just another day, she froze only a second but it felt so much longer, sieun pushed himself off of you and froze completely, his lips parted.
you had the reflex to cover yourself even if you both still wore your top half clothes.
“oh—” his mom closed the door, the home had been so quiet she thought no one was there, and that sieun had left his light on accidentally, but she actually witnessed her son being with someone willingly? in an intimate way?
his mother seeing him vulnerable mortified him, that’s what got him frozen in place with the blanket over his lower half.
after a moment he turned his head to you, softly panting “i’m sorry,” you shook your head, shaken up. “it’s okay—” you tried to gather your clothes, praying you didn’t just make the worst impression on his mother knowing the distance between him and her.
for her, it was more of a weird feeling of relief that sieun was doing normal things rather than anger he brought a girl home in this way.
★ ☆ ahn suho
you spent the entire evening thinking about going home with him. he told you you two would sleep at his place after his shift at the restaurant.
guess what? now you were waiting there, he brought you your favorite item on the menu, took 100 breaks to sit with you and talk, you reassured him it was okay for you to wait.
when it was finally over, he took your hand and you both made your way to his grandma’s house. on the weekends, he could finally sleep in his room peacefully with no worry about school attendance.
you two were giggling in his bed like kids, he was rambling about a story that was a bit too chaotic but 100% true, his hands agitated all around him communicating you his feelings.
when you were done talking, him who can never take his hands off of you was already making the most of your time together with hugs, feeling your warmth — kissing your cheek and forehead between sentences.
you knew he lived with his grandma and that she was old, she had to be asleep by now or you would’ve never even started anything in the first place.
he settled down next to you in his bed, the light of his desk turned on being enough for you to see each other clearly and the rest of the room.
he smiled, loving that way of facing each other lying down like this. his lips gave the tip of your nose a light peck, moving down to the corner of your mouth before his body moved on top of yours, just between your legs, elbows on each sides of your body, like he often did for cuddles. your hand wandered to his black hair, feeling the straight strands “are you tired?” your voice was soft, wanting to bring him warmth and a place to relax knowing how hard he works and how lonely that can be.
he nodded, “it’s okay,” his tone was casual, his arms wrapping around your waist. you kissed his face, before he dipped it into your chest, sighing.
he never wanted to turn some of his tiredness into a bad feeling between the two of you. your fingers soothed his back, up and down slowly over his shirt. his arms moved so his hands could make their way to your waist, his head tilting to kiss you, teasingly biting your bottom lip gently.
it didn’t take long for his fatigue to turn into a need for your warmth, his hand finding your pussy under your sleep shorts, looking down at your face while his thumb started rubbing tiny circles with a light pressure, the rest of his fingers between cupping your cunt and teasing the entrance.
your lips parted, short breaths leaving your mouth, the sight of you making him harden in his sweats.
he gets suddenly serious when it’s about desire. it’s all consuming when he loves someone, he does not play about you and your affection, he bent down, kissing your ribs until he heard your voice. “need you…” you spoke, half whispering with your hand sneaking back into his hair.
“yeah?” he got all the way back to your face, letting your hand palm him through his pants. you nodded with a tiny smile on your face, seeing his brows furrow at your touch, that focused expression on his face before his hands dragged you closer by your hips.
suho’s hips gently pressed down on you before finally sliding your shorts down. once he’d thrown away his own clothes, his lips found your face, lingering kisses pressed on your cheek, one hand guiding himself to your warmth and the other on your waist — thumb rubbing your ribs.
“you’re doing so good” you heard his voice as you buried your face in his shoulder, taking him in slowly, trying your hardest to as quiet as possible.
you were almost silent, heavier breaths leaving your chest, biting your lip when he started thrusting.
the door opened unexpectedly especially at night, suho’s grandmother was worried thinking she hadn’t made sure he’d gotten home safely.
she was just faced with you, flushed as your hand flew to your mouth,
“wow, grandma—!” he shouts, covering your body rapidly with the sheet, his face turned to the door in a deep frown, “sorry, sorry,” his grandmother hurried as she closed the door, her expressive grandson’s face replaying in her mind as she couldn’t help but laugh at the situation.
he himself could not help but chuckle half nervously, half in exhaustion, he looked back at your mortified face before you covered it with your hands. his own hand found your arm, trying to pull yours away from your head “it’s fine—” suho laughed, panting.
“no, i wanna die right now” you replied, your throat closed in embarrassment, you were never going to look that woman in the eye again.
the next morning, when you got up and found her at the breakfast table, suho was acting casual as always like nothing happened, almost too confident that he wasn’t embarrassed.
but the second his grandma made an allusion to yesterday night with a slight giggle, he was frowning and shaking his head “okay, absolutely not” he got up all embarrassed, leaving the two women of his life laughing together.
★ ☆ oh beomseok
the two of you held hands as you walked towards his parents’ property. you knew they had a lot of money, you knew your boyfriend was adopted and surely noticed quickly he had never been loved before meeting you.
he opened up to you about it, you knew he didn’t say everything because he couldn’t, but you were giving him time. that was why he only brought you "home” when no one was there, just him and you at peace.
it was towards the end of the afternoon when you finished watching a movie together, moving to his bedroom instead.
you talked while you were busy walking around his bedroom looking at random things he owned and touching everything remotely expensive. he watched you with a smile, patting his bed for you to finally come sit down “come here,” he nodded, his voice calm and unhurried.
you sat on the edge, letting yourself fall flat on your back, his hands found your cheeks, looking down at you “we were supposed to study, right?” he said, knowing what you would say.
you huffed “we both know that was just an excuse” as you sat up on his bed, giving his lips a quick kiss “i’m taking a shower!” you stood up, grabbing your bag and heading to his personal shower.
when you came back, he’d also gone to take a shower in one of the many bathrooms here, and you were feeling warm and clean, making you want to slip under his blanket — which you did.
beomseok joined you “bit early for bed?” he smiled, his eyes wandering over your pretty features like he wanted to memorize every little trait. "it’s so late” you responded sarcastically, making him pinch your sides to see you squirm dramatically.
he apologized playfully, gently bending down to press a swift kiss on your lips, then peppered more all over your face. your hands cupped his face, to get your way and kiss his lips properly.
when you pulled back just a few inches from his face, he reached to take off his glasses, you smiled — your hand going up to set his glasses back on his nose.
that was a simple gesture but his heart melted, his body moving closer over yours, his hand resting protectively on the side of your leg like you’d get up and run away anytime.
it took a few minutes of deep making out to get the two of you hot and bothered. beomseok’s fingers intertwined with yours and squeezed lightly before undressing both of you, not rushing.
his lips found your stomach, then he got up on his knees between your legs, hiking them up. he knew you both enjoyed deeper sex, your ankles on his shoulder, he made all the work to adjust how much he needed to bend down to fit your bodies perfectly.
a deep groan left his mouth as he penetrated your tight heat, his glasses sliding slightly down his nose as he listened to your unapologetic sounds from being sure you were alone.
his hands gripped your thighs gently but firmly, his hips thrusting deeply. you didn’t hear any footsteps, normally, your boyfriend would recognize these in a heartbeat and feel his stomach turn, but he was caught up in his perfect girl.
the door opened without a knock, a man with a closed expression stepping in.
beomseok immediately pulled away from you, the color draining from his face as he panted. you weren’t sure if it was from effort, or from pure anxiety, his hand gripping the sheet.
you didn’t know what to do, your body was covered but you still felt so vulnerable, you could see your boyfriend wanted to retort but no sound left him. the man stood with his hand on his hip, the other pointing at the bed — “get her out and come to the living room decent, we’re having a talk”
it could’ve been worse, knowing what you’ve heard about him, but since you were there — someone who could talk and tarnish his reputation, he held himself together before slamming the door.
beomseok was pale, his hand rubbing his face just a second before he turned to you, reaching for your arm, his voice a bit shaky even if he tried to hide it. “y/n, i’m so sorry, you didn’t do anything wrong” he shook his head, knowing you’d feel guilty about ‘causing’ him distress.
he kept reassuring you as you gathered your stuff and dressed, you felt quite humiliated, and angry that you disrespected his so called father.
before you left he caught your arm to press a kiss on your forehead, he gave you a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, but the need to protect you was stronger than the nausea in his throat thinking about the next minutes.
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Hellooo my favourite writer, i'd like to ask if you have watched "Good boy"(its on prime video) and if youre planing on writing something to it like ever.
(Personally i really loved the show and i see there is not that much written for it so :<)
hi!! first of all you’re so sweet i love you??😭
i haven’t watched this show but i really wanted to because lee sangyi is one of my favorite k actors of ALL TIME, sadly i think it’s not available in streaming in my country
but i really want to see it and if i do i’ll hop on here to write fics for sure <3
༄ 𐙚★❦☾✴︎ poly p1harmony x implied fem!reader headcanons — polyharmony 𝄞
genre: headcanons, x reader
summary: dating p1harmony in an established relationship, all 7 of you
warnings: no nsfw in this one, consider this pure fiction not actually shipping them together.
a/n: you’ve probably seen weirder stuff on internet anyway right? idk i just wish more people wrote these. here’s my idea of this concept, let me know if you would like some of these points to be a specific post with more details<3 it’s a little messy sorry…
not proofread (hence the ‘implied fem!reader, because it probably is accidentally implied)
english is not my first language, i appreciate all kind of support and got extra love for comments ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )
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how each of them acts within the relationship
you and jongseob decided to get a cat, now you’re the ones taking care of it, shota claims it as his child, jiung gives it leftovers and it constantly clings to keeho. now intak wants a dog.
sneaking around at night slipping into whoever’s bed, trust — you will find intak in theo’s bed and sneak between the two. theo will be the first to pull you in not saying anything, he has a way of making you feel safe with his presence.
jongseob is snoring loud asf, all of you make sure you fall asleep before him from experience.
when you’re sick it’s a public concern for the house and everyone will become your personal nurse. jiung is making you some grandma remedy, keeho brings you a cold cloth for your fever, soul will try to cheer you up, intak and theo come check on you during the day making sure you drink your soup and take your meds. jongseob ends up getting sick too.
napping randomly and some join you, you love passing out sprawled out on your bed or on the couch, if one of them comes to tell you something, they’ll probably join you for a nap. especially the cat and soul.
intak getting whiny because he missed the inside joke and everyone is laughing together.
jiung being wife material when he’s cooking for everyone and keeho telling you he’ll get jiung pregnant.
theo will be the most quiet about it but he’s protective and doesn’t play about any of you and your relationship. he will probably tell you and jongseob on a quiet night where the three of you hangout in the kitchen.
keeho makes sure everyone is feeling loved even if he will be cocky about being your favorite — there’s no favorite. the same way intak accompanies you through every emotion with the gentleness of his empathy, he’s this way with all of you.
shota being everyone’s baby, no matter what everyone has their soft spot for soul, you all want to take care of him even if he doesn’t ask for it, he just loves spending time with each of you.
jiung insisting on matching pajamas on holiday so you all end up in red matching sets with random Christmas patterns all over, theo acts like he’s pissed but he takes pictures of everyone wearing them.
y/n and jongseob craved crepes at 2am and got up to cook, accidentally waking half of the house up “what the fuck are you two doing?”: keeho with crusty eyes under the bright white lights of the kitchen prompting you two to go to bed. shota wasn’t sleeping and heard you guys so he came to get food.
when you all put your mattresses in the living room on the floor and sleep all together for holidays or simple nights when you want to all stay together, the perfect time for chaotic conversations, seeing who falls asleep first.
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group dynamic
the group chat. that is a whole thing, it obviously constantly blows up just like your separate chats do. but being in a 7 people relationship, you all have a lot to say even if shota just leaves stuff on read and sends random emojis and memes as responses
they don’t all always get equal time with you but it all adjusts to each personality and need — you know jiung might need more quality time than touch, whereas getting a little hug with keeho will feed his energy for the next hours
everyone gathers in theo’s room naturally. he will be on his phone on his bed and all of a sudden everyone collectively gets drawn to his room like magnets, slowly all coming in for something different. you don’t really know what about his room is special, maybe where it’s located in the house, but you always end up all gathered there when you could be having the same conversations literally anywhere else.
movie nights — god. let’s say everyone agreed to stay up after dinner and sit down and all watch a movie. you have to agree on the movie first, they’ll most likely let you pick the movie with some complaints from the most difficult boys.
you have a big couch but it’s still not enough to comfortably handle 7 people including 6 men, you’ll put a mattress on the rug in front of the couch where theo and jongseob sit with blankets, backs against the couch.
you get to touch jongseob’s hair during the movie, have the best spot on the couch, legs either under you or on keeho’s lap — be sure he will be massaging your ankles and won’t shut up the whole movie.
shota doesn’t say much during the movie except to ask questions like you’ve seen the movie before him, he’ll giggle with intak who’s eating snacks the whole time and managing to touch theo in front of the couch with his foot. jiung is the one who gets up to get snacks and drinks for everyone, as well as extra blankets when it gets chilly and he’s also the one to turn off the tv and lights when you all go to your rooms exhausted after the round of night kisses.
they all kiss differently, obviously, you might not know exactly how but you could recognize each of their lips with a blind fold on. whether it’s intak’s sweet way of kissing with all his love even if it’s just a greeting kiss or keeho’s confidence in his affection communicating with his lips on yours.
when you’re trying to celebrate anniversaries with 7 people — theo and keeho sat at the table for two hours with their phones and sheets to organize everything having to book a table for 7.
shota refusing to tell the others what gift he bought you for the surprise — he stresses all the others out about accidentally getting the same.
intak watching you all dinner long just to make sure you’re content with the night out.
all having to agree on one restaurant and theo judging the food with jiung like critiques.
poly piwon if you’re going on a longer trip, deciding to take the car instead of the plane.
jiung is driving — he feels more comfortable staying awake when everyone is sleeping and ensuring driving safely at night, he will take turns with theo and keeho without problem.
theo sits next to him, he’s good with directions and will guide jiung or keeho driving.
on the backseat — you sit in the middle, switching from resting your head on jongseob’s shoulder on your left to intak’s on your right, intak likes sitting next to you on those long drives, he hands you water without you asking, he talks with jiung and theo most of the drive to keep them occupied and keep himself occupied, even if you and jongseob fall asleep. jongseob mostly wears airpods during the ride, his head on the window or going to your shoulder at some point. he gets cold pretty quickly so you’ll see him put his jacket on when it’s late, you’ll snuggle more to his side for warmth.
keeho and shota sit all the way back, even if the two giggle together, it prevents keeho’s loud ass from yapping half the ride — he still gets information to the front seats by talking extra loud. you’ll probably feel a random hand on top of your head at some point, you know it’s one of the two.
keeho puts the music on in the car with his phone, handling being the dj for the pilot and copilot at the front.
soul will sleep most of the drive but he will tell you stuff in your ear at some moments.
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observing your boyfriends together
you all love each other in a way even if it’s mostly them and you romantically, some of them are closer differently.
jongseob and keeho beef — more friendship side
cute keeho and soul — more friendship side
theo intak nasty asses — more romantic
jiung keeho heated rivalry — more romantic
jongseob soul soft boys — more romantic
theo jongseob proud buddies — on the more friendship side
theo and keeho mom and dad — more romantic
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thank you for reading me<3
i’m probably a freak for that but i wish people wrote p1harmony poly x reader stuff or headcanons 💔 gotta love all of them at the same time idk💔
i know i could write it myself i’m just not that bold hello

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°.•☆•.° whc boys x gn!reader going to bed after a fight
includes; yeon sieun, ahn suho, oh beomseok, park humin, go hyuntak, seo juntae, geum seongje, na baekjin
genre: headcanons, x reader
summary: how they react to fights, especially when it gets late and you want to go to sleep.
warnings: angst? use of y/n
a/n: sorry for not being active and taking time to write requests <3… i hope it’s not ooc!
not proofread
english is not my first language, i appreciate support a lot (comments are my favorite thing<3) ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
★ ☆ yeon sieun
sieun will let you go to bed but he won’t.
he already has a hard time sleeping in general, but sleeping after an unresolved fight? he can’t.
he will lie awake half of or all night replaying hurtful things you told each other, getting frustrated about what he did or didn’t say, and especially at his silence.
his way too many silence because he was never listened to before, so when you demand him to argue back, it’s impossible for him.
he’ll listen to your breathing while you sleep, he can’t stand going to bed after an argument. it’s hard for him to stay on unresolved feelings, he’ll force himself to speak. he doesn’t want you to think he’s numb to everything and that nothing makes him suffer when in reality, he feels like he’s in pain most of the time.
if he catches you waking up to go to the bathroom, be sure he’ll try to talk to you. he has to because he genuinely loves you.
“y/n, please don’t go to bed angry.” he’ll say, because he saw it before, you never know what can happen to someone you love.
★ ☆ ahn suho
he gets serious when it’s about fighting because he knows you take it seriously. even when he doesn’t understand, when you see the confusion on his face at your arguments, he won’t let it go because it’s important to fix things before it’s too late. he will question himself though he can stay stubborn on certain subjects.
suho doesn’t like the idea of going to bed angry at each other but he knows sometimes it’s necessary.
if he’s too frustrated and you’re too angry, he’ll just drop it, tell you to go to sleep but you can see the reluctance on his face because he wished he could just snap his fingers and make it all okay because he doesn’t have much in life but you.
he doesn’t like being apart all night, he worries about you, but he sleeps on the couch anyway because he thinks that’s the most mature thing to do, give you space.
he’ll still replay it a lot and have this heavy feeling in his chest, he’ll plan what to say tomorrow and then forget half of his speech the next day.
★ ☆ oh beomseok
he will fight at first but he’ll end up just being closed off, when there’s an overload and fighting isn’t reasonable anymore you just give up and go to sleep.
he doesn’t follow you, he’ll stare at your back as you walk away, the only stable thing in his life. when it’s like that he shuts down and he needs time to remind himself that you can arrange things together, that it doesn’t mean you hate him all of a sudden.
you’ll feel guilty but you give him space as well, it’s no use to try and come back for a fight.
he ends up falling asleep on the couch just because all these emotions took all his energy, he still tells himself he needs to let you in and open up when you guys fight instead of first being cold and angry and then just closed off.
it’s difficult for him to look into your eyes and see anger or frustration directed at him, you are the ultimate source of comfort and first source of affection.
facing that look makes all his defenses get up like it’s immediate abandon.
with more time in a relationship he learns to remind himself fighting is normal, that it doesn’t mean he’s losing you or that he’s a bad person.
★ ☆ park humin
baku doesn’t do bed after a fight.
it’s very simple, he doesn’t let you go to sleep without fixing your differences. he can be very stubborn too and be the one who shuts down at some point but he’ll always lose the silence war.
he always has something to say. it’s hard when you fight because you’ll think the conversation is over, and then you will hear him go “and also—”.
he’ll go on and rant about a detail of your ongoing argument.
you storm out to go to the bedroom but he follows you, “y/n, we’re talking it out”, he can stay up literally all night arguing trying to find a solution because if not, he’s going to stare at you all night with his foot frantically hitting the ground replaying the fight over and over again and finding new things to add to the list.
he cannot stand staying angry with you even if there are moments where he’s fed up with your fight and stays stuck with a headache.
★ ☆ go hyuntak
he’s the type of angry to say something out of frustration just to make it stop “go to bed, y/n!” he doesn’t yell at you, he’s just exasperated, it gets too much — too loud and there’s such a thin line between arguing and going too far. he won’t risk it, not with you.
if he doesn’t know how to deal with your anger or how to find a solution on the spot, he wants to give you and himself space to cool down, but he’ll end up feeling terrible.
he doesn’t like fighting even when it’s necessary, conflict leaves the worst taste on his tongue, that bitterness he hates feeling. he’s not a spiteful person, not even with people who hurt him. he’s quite forgiving, and he’s more than willing to sit down with you and apologize. he will see his faults but will never resent his lover for “a stupid fight”.
you end up going to bed exhausted and he gives you time at least at first to calm down on your own, he stays alone for a while too recollecting his feelings.
he almost always ends up joining you, he always asks if you’re okay even if the fight isn’t over, and he’ll end up falling asleep next to you promising himself to fix it tomorrow.
★ ☆ seo juntae
juntae will apologize.
even when there’s a misunderstanding or miscommunication between you two, even when things clash, he always keeps a deep empathy for your emotions.
he gets frustrated because he’s only human, be won’t yell and he’ll try to talk it out.
he can feel if what he’s about to say might be words he’ll regret later, so he knows to stay quiet too.
if he sees that you are tired, that the fight is meaningless at this given point, he’ll let you go to bed and will sit with you, it doesn’t mean he lost the fight or that the fight is over, it means for tonight, let’s not go to bed angry.
“i’m sorry…let’s just talk it out tomorrow, okay?” his voice will stay soft but he won’t infantilise you.
and if you don’t give him the silent treatment, maybe he can fall asleep. right next to you, on his very well respected side of the bed.
★ ☆ geum seongje
seongje goes out to clear his head.
he leaves. he goes for a walk, he sits on a goddamn bench, he smokes his lungs out, but he needs to cool down.
because he loves you, as angry as he gets in situations like this he’d rather let you go to bed and go clear his head. he’ll probably throw at you things that he doesn’t mean out of anger, or things that he words the worst way possible instead of calmly explaining things.
he has a hard time putting words on all these emotions he feels with you, he’s the type to be a fake “i don’t give a fuck” guy.
he does give a fuck.
he hates that he thinks about solutions to fix it, even when he tries to just stop thinking about the fight his brain comes back to it — or how you’re probably alone in bed crying or already asleep from exhaustion.
when he finally gets home he debates sleeping on the couch, but he ends up joining you because he can’t stay away from you very long.
as upset as he can be, he’ll fall asleep anyway. because he knows you love him no matter what.
★ ☆ na baekjin
baekjin doesn’t give you space.
you’re tired of it? you give up and go to bed? okay, but he’s not sleeping on the couch.
he’ll come lie down in bed next to you without saying a word, if you don’t want to finish this fight then fine, he’s cold as ice.
he doesn’t like your routine being broken, it doesn’t matter if you had a serious fight, he needs to keep things in order and every night, he sleeps next to you. it’s his last form of having control, having his rhythm.
you both are stubborn, he has ego and pride.
the tension can be so bad you probably already went to sleep on the couch at least once before, but he never did.
his self control helps him not to ever raise his voice at you but it doesn’t mean the conversation is any easier when he is standing his ground firmly.
he stays calm, stares at you, listens to every word you say while registering it all in his mind, his brain writing down all his arguments.
he gets cold with it but his heart is affected by your conflict, he won’t say it because it’s not easy for him to be vulnerable around you — he mistakes it as showing weakness, but he will have the worst sleep ever if he gets any at all.
if Baekjin believes he is right then good luck with that. and especially if he thinks it’s what’s best for you.
though, he won’t last days fighting if he sees you down, he can’t take that.
( ̳• · • ̳) / づ♡ thank you for reading me, love u
( · ❛ ֊ ❛) whc boys x gn!reader smau not answering their texts
includes: yeon sieun, ahn suho, oh beomseok, park humin, go hyuntak, seo juntae, geum seongje, na baekjin
summary: y/n got sleepy and didn’t answer their boyfriend all day — these are their latest texts + your response
warnings: none
a/n: literally nobody asked for this and someone else probably did this before me but i was bored lemme know if this is ass i never even did smau before
not proofread
english isn’t my first language, i appreciate comments and general support (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)
★ ☆ yeon sieun
★ ☆ ahn suho
★ ☆ oh beomseok
★ ☆ park humin
★ ☆ go hyuntak
★ ☆ seo juntae
★ ☆ geum seongje
★ ☆ na baekjin
here goes nothing hope you enjoyed it love u
Hii can i maybe request how the whc boys would react to losing at arm wrestling?
Maybe it started like a playful thing or a challange and they lost
^_^ whc boys x gn!reader arm wrestling
includes: yeon sieun, ahn suho, oh beomseok, park humin, go hyuntak, seo juntae, geum seongje, na baekjin
summary: they lose at arm wrestling with you
warnings: none
a/n: thank you for the request and sorry for the time it took to come out!!
bullet point writing, not proofread
english isn’t my first language, i appreciate comments and support in general ≽^•⩊•^≼
★ ☆ yeon sieun
he initially didn’t want to do it.
you two could be doing literally anything else, but he admitted you were bored and it would pass time
you won pretty easily, way easier than you thought, and you could see his eyes went a bit wider in surprise
a little gasp left your mouth as your hands pulled apart “wait, i actually won”
he had a small smile at your reaction, the kind you can only see through his eyes
“congratulations.”
★ ☆ ahn suho
he was all in for the challenge, he is the kind to like dumb little games like this with you.
“i can let you win if you want”
he bragged about how much stronger he was, until he actually started struggling in the wrestling, feelings his muscles tense up with the effort
when the back of his hand hit the table you saw his mouth wide open for a second before he pointed his finger at you “what kind of magic was that?”
he went on about how he was just letting you win unconsciously
“i could feel you staring me that’s all” he was childish about it before telling you you were really strong.
★ ☆ oh beomseok
he accepted because whatever moment spent with you is appreciated by him.
he was smiling because he knew it was a stupid game but you looked like you were enjoying it
he didn’t try too hard to win, but he was still impressed that you did, “waw,” he had a playful expression and some genuine pride in his voice, along with some shock
“okay okay, round two” he tells you, laughing slightly when you start bragging too much about your victory
★ ☆ park humin
he asked you 20 times if you were sure because he “was going to win no matter what”, he was so confident
he fought back so hard his ass lifted from his chair
he literally immediately stood up and accused you of cheating
“how did you do that?!”
meanwhile you were laughing so hard your face hurt, because of the look on his face when his hand hit the table, the way he stared down at it like reality had glitched
“my elbow wasn’t positioned right we need a redo—”
he will never stop bringing it up
★ ☆ go hyuntak
he rolled his eyes at the request but it was all affectionate, he was happy to play along.
baku said he was going to lose so then gotak just had to prove he was stronger than you
he locked in when he felt your strength pull his arm down, his face scrunched up in labor as he struggled for a while before losing
he sighed like he just ran a marathon, ignoring his friends making fun of him as you celebrated
he considered using excuses like baku’s but he abandoned it because you looked so proud
“good job, fair enough” he shook your hand, and he couldn’t help but smile.
★ ☆ seo juntae
“sure!” of course, he didn’t mind the challenge
he thought it was funny but he wasn’t confident about winning at all, he said he’d take you out for dinner if you won
he didn’t lose as easily as one would expect but still
“you’re so strong” he smiled at you, you could see genuine amazement in his expression
he likes playful moments like this, it didn’t hurt his ego at all
★ ☆ geum seongje
you saw the glint of pure evil in his eyes and you knew it would be as fun as you imagined, he thought it was the perfect dumb request late at night
you were both bored as hell
he likes challenges, especially when he can prove he’s the strongest
there was obvious fake rivalry between the two of you, acting like you were in an arm wrestling competition as he tried to distract you
he tried to fight back nonchalantly but he brow furrowed as soon as your arm took over his
you yourself were amazed by your strength, so you celebrated loudly
“okay, no need to wake up the whole neighborhood”
he acted like you hurt his pride and like he was going to cry, making you laugh even more, in the end he was just asking how you did that
★ ☆ na baekjin
you had to insist a little, he didn’t think it would be fun before he imagined you struggling to put his arm down, and the satisfaction of winning over you
he just had the tiniest smile on his face, playfulness in his eyes, you could see he liked it more than he would admit
“if i win, we’re getting a cat” you said, the smile wiping off his face
“no.”
“baekjin.”
“fine, if you win.”
you were determined, and you knew he said fine just because he was confident you’d lose
he fought back without showing any struggle but you could feel he wasn’t letting you win on purpose
you bounced off your chair to celebrate as he stared at you “we’re getting a cat!“
he got you a cat.
thank you for reading me <3
Masterlist plss
I’ve been absent for a while but I promise when I post the latest stuff I wrote I will make one 💔 love y’all
can i request how will the whc act if the reader was insecure and compares herself a lot
︶ ︽ ︶ WHC BOYS x INSECURE fem!READER
includes: yeon sieun, ahn suho, oh beomseok, seo juntae, park humin, go hyuntak, na baekjin, geum seongje
summary: reader is insecure (mostly physical appearance focused) and her boyfriend’s reaction
warnings: insecurity in general, mentions of weight, self loathing
a/n: thank you for this request love, i tried to keep them in character ♡ this is kinda aah but i had fun
english isn’t my first language, love comments and support (づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ
★ ☆ yeon sieun
he never gave it too much thought before, he’s the type to fall in love with one person, his person, and it’s forever. so to him, you were all he’d ever need, which meant you were perfect.
you never want to worry him, you know he has his problems, and you want him to fix his mental health before ´bothering him’ with your stuff, which is very dumb.
he saw it before, after bubbling up all this negativity for too long, it came out mean and ugly.
you two were in your bedroom, you had something important to attend to and sieun was helping you out. it was funny because he sat there and watched you and you were basically forcing him to give his opinion.
but today wasn’t fun, you’d felt so bad these last weeks especially, and every dress you tried made you want to rip your hair out.
he felt that you were angry and thought you were just frustrated not finding the right fit, but there it was, you stared at your reflection “god i look awful” you sounded so defeated but so much like it was a fact. his expression showed his surprise, he sat up on the bed. “what?” he said, looking at your reflection in the mirror and he saw your shoulders slumped, you took a deep breath thinking it would calm you down but instead you just started quietly crying, shoulders shaking.
he came up to you calmly not wanting to overwhelm you, “y/n, please don’t cry”, you were always there for him when he let himself cry in front of you, he wanted to be there even if he couldn’t fix it.
“i didn’t know you thought of yourself this way.” he’d told you after you’d calmed down, you sat together shoulders touching, he took your hand with his on his lap.
when you admitted how much you compared yourself to others, it made everything make so much sense, in the way you’ve always been watching others with admiration, you actually just didn’t like yourself.
he made sure that he watched you everyday even more attentively than before to catch any glimpse of self loathing coming from you.
★ ☆ ahn suho
you two were in the kitchen with his grandmother, the sweet old lady loved having you guys around, she cooked for you and when it was time for dinner, suho’s head snapped up from his plate when you shook your head, smiling at his grandma “i shouldn’t eat any more today, i need to lose some weight” you spoke casually, and it wasn’t the first time suho heard you say stuff he didn’t like about yourself, degrading yourself, but never harshly enough that he could intervene.
“who told you that?” he’d ask tilting his chin up like he’s ready to find whoever was mean to you. he isn’t delicate with it at first, because he doesn’t understand. you’re perfect, it didn’t cross his mind that you could be insecure.
you’d already commented on your hair being too this and that, you’d even criticized things that sounded so stupid to him like not liking your arms.
when it was just the two of you, it was very visible in his expressions, how worked up about this he was. brows furrowed as he stared at you,
“there’s nothing you need to change about yourself, you’re so beautiful, people would kill to look like you!”
he’s passionate about it because he hates seeing people he loves hurting, whether it’s his few friends or his girlfriend.
you told him you couldn’t explain it, that you just hated yourself sometimes.
later on he’d sit with you “i’m sorry i yelled.” even if he didn’t really yell, he just doesn’t like when his emotions take over when he’s confused and frustrated.
“i just don’t like when people shit talk my girl” he nodded, finding a way to make you exhale a short laugh through your nose.
you looked down “i wish i could just be like them.” you admitted, trying not to be ashamed because, it’s suho.
“i wouldn’t want anybody else, y/n, you’re perfect.” and he meant it.
he’d end up holding you close at night whispering he’ll help you overcome your insecurities.
★ ☆ oh beomseok
he knows about being insecure, he’s been stuck in that prison all his life, his entire existence felt wrong, from his personality to his looks. you’re the one who boosted his confidence, made him understand he had every right to be vulnerable.
and you didn’t even apply your own gentleness to yourself?
he was destabilized when he understood, he admired you a lot for your resilience and patience, he wanted to give you the same treatment.
he wasn’t dumb, he got it in the little comments you made sometimes, “she’s so pretty” looking at a girl with that tone, like you could never be her. or the way you spoke with yeongi and he’d overheard you asking where she shops, being admirative like you were inferior.
you were on the couch watching a movie, the apartment was always empty anyway, you were sitting together weirdly, your head on his shoulder, back half against him, somehow making it comfortable.
beomseok looked at you, speaking casually, with a short nod.
“i wish you could see yourself with my eyes.”
it was such a simple statement, but it pierced right through your heart. you couldn’t even hear the movie in the background anymore, him who can have troubles communicating his feelings, he went over that just so you could know how important you are.
and he never stopped looking at you with that look, speaking a thousand words, all while buying you all the clothes you could possibly want, thinking being more confident in your style could help you with accepting yourself as well.
★ ☆ seo juntae
juntae saw you watch yourself in the mirror, and he felt something ache in him at the look in your eyes, almost disgusted. like there was something wrong with you. you’d just come home from school and he was opening snacks for you on his desk, but his eyes were on you because how could he not look?
you sighed briefly as you looked at yourself, fixing your blouse like it would changed anything.
he didn’t talk to you about it at first. but he did think about it, y/n, she’s smart and funny, she’s beautiful and she makes everyone around her shine.
he waited a bit, until you two were lying down backs against the bed, heads touching.
“y/n?” he asked staring at the ceiling, and you hummed, listening. he didn’t want to make you hurt even more by showing his noticed your insecurity, he simply needed to reassure you.
“you know you’re perfect?” his voice was soft, his approach would never be straight up incomprehension, even if he doesn’t get how you could be insecure, he knows some things are deeply rooted in people.
over time, he’d make sure he compliments you enough and on specific things you like ”that color makes you glow” he’d smile looking at you with pride, trying to remind you there’s nothing wrong with you every chance he gets.
if he catches you talk badly about yourself, he won’t hide that it makes him sad, and that he wishes you’d treat yourself like you treat others.
“you never cared about what other people think,” he’d tell you gently, “that’s what you always tell me, we don’t care.” he tried to get that that was your defense mechanism, telling yourself you didn’t care. he saw you compare yourself to others that were funnier, smarter, prettier in your eyes and he wanted you to know you being yourself was enough.
★ ☆ go hyuntak
the moment it clicked in his brain that his girl was hiding her insecurities but that deep down, it was hurting her really bad, he felt his heart break.
he understood things were different for women growing up, but he also had his own insecurities like everyone else.
you two loved talking, sometimes that was how you relaxed, getting stuff off your chests.
you sat on a bench, your head on his lap while he watched baku and juntae try to play basketball with sieun, and you said something that made his neck snap down to look at you.
“i don’t know i just don’t think i’m pretty,, not like these girls anyway” it didn’t sound like you were fishing for compliments, it sounded genuine, like you’d accepted you weren’t pretty.
“what are you talking about? you’re beautiful” he didn’t say it aggressively, it was real confusion in his tone.
for his approach, he tried to make you see that even him, who can come across as comfortable and confident, can be this way too.
his goal wasn’t to make you feel like it’s a big discussion that could stress you out, he’d keep looking at them playing.
“i never really liked my ____, see? did you ever notice that on me?” you shook your head “but that’s different” and he smiled because it wasn’t different.
he wanted you to get that other people didn’t even care, all you had to do was love yourself.
you’d talk about that for a while though, all the stuff you don’t like about yourself and why.
“i know it’s not that simple…but i’m here. and i love you just the way you are” he kissed your forehead, his point was that no matter what he said you wouldn’t believe him but you’d get there someday. and he’ll make sure to hold you tight whenever he sees you getting affected by your own thoughts.
★ ☆ park humin
he is the type of person that acts like everything is easy going, he is the funny friend, but he has some serious stuff going on in his life.
you saw that in him pretty early, and you also saw his grand sensibility.
at first it would be hard for him to fully grasp that the most perfect girl could be insecure, but he would ask you to explain to him, what could possibly be wrong with you.
the main thing is that he gets it, he reads people, especially people he loves. and he saw straight through you.
humin didn’t have one moment that made it obvious, he noticed because of little things you said or did that made him blink twice before answering.
you hiding your face for pictures, or mean comments about your own looks or how loud you are. he knows he can’t fix how you see yourself, so he thinks if he shows you how much he loves you, maybe you’ll start loving yourself too.
he always looks at you with tenderness because he wants you to realize that nothing about you should ever change.
he is the type to compliment you everyday, not even consciously sometimes, he just sees you.
he’s almost doing too much in your eyes, when you’re ready to leave for dinner and he’s hooting and hollering like he’s front row at the stadium and beyoncé just stepped out on stage, at least you feel easier when you go out with him.
he holds your hand, and that gives you some strength, you want to try and stop thinking everyone is always staring and judging you.
“look at you, outshining everyone” he’d shake his head, smiling from ear to ear like you hung the moon. that single phrase made you understand he saw how you always thought yourself inferior to others.
he listens to you when you talk badly about yourself, as much as it hurts him to hear it, he wants you to get it out of your system when you’re having a hard time.
★ ☆ na baekjin
he liked everything about you. that was one of the reasons he fell in love, he didn’t have time or energy for someone, but there you were, never bothering him because he wanted you around.
you understood him and his silence, you looked in his eyes and something calmed his torment.
how could someone with that much power of mind hate herself?
he’s observant, always analyzing you, that’s how he got it. his girlfriend looking in the mirror with that hint of disappointment, or that day, when you guys took pictures together, in the car before dinner.
you took the picture, lowered your phone to look at it and he was looking at your reaction, he saw the tenderness because you were looking at the two of you, and then that look when you saw yourself.
he tucked your hair behind your ear, his gaze always on your face, “what’s up, hm?” you shook your head but you rarely hid stuff from him. “i don’t like my makeup today.” half lie.
he stared at you but you didn’t turn your head to look back, he shook his head.
“it’s not the makeup, you don’t need that to look beautiful. it’s your appearance you don’t like.”
just saying something plainly and sharply honest was a very baekjin thing to do. you forgot sometimes that if he doesn’t keep it inside his head alongside all the amount of stuff he thinks about, it comes out without any masking.
he came out of the car and opened your door, you stopped thinking about it to have a nice night together but he didn’t.
over time he wanted to understand who made you possibly think you weren’t perfect, and why you believed them.
★ ☆ geum seongje
being in a relationship wasn’t exactly his intention, he wasn’t that interested in all that before you. you intrigued him, he was interested in you and your dynamic together.
he thought he made you feel special, not realizing maybe he didn’t tell you enough how much you mean to him.
initially, he found himself surprisingly feeling guilty, like it was somehow his fault if you were insecure, then he quickly understood it was deeper than that.
he’s not a master of words, he didn’t immediately find the right words or the right way to make yourself see things differently.
he’d tell you things like “that’s bullshit” at first, not looking up from his phone when you were criticizing your looks, but it wasn’t the right approach.
he understood as well with time that saying other girls were ugly didn’t work either, you didn’t like that. because you wanted to look like them.
of course, when it was dark and it was just the two of you he’d always get out of his mouth that you’re gorgeous and so much more.
he really got it when you went shopping together, he didn’t hate it nor love it, he liked watching you pick out clothes and ask him what he thinks, he didn’t like the people too much, but he went with you almost every time.
he saw you put back down a shirt that looked a lot like something you’d normally wear, “what’s wrong with that one?”, seongje asked, then he heard you casually say something so mean about yourself his eyebrows raised like you’d slapped him in the face. “damn” he said, looking at the shirt, he didn’t get it, but he felt bad, because how dare you speak ill about the one person he cares about?
“looks better on the fucking mannequin” you sighed, your throat tight. you didn’t even realize sometimes, how violent you were with yourself.
when you got in the car he brought it up again even if he’d previously dropped the subject in the shop. “you know i think you’re too hard on yourself, baby” he spoke with a rare seriousness, no smirk like earlier in the store, no teasing you about ridiculous stuff you do. he was looking at the road and speaking genuinely, “angels don’t see their own wings or something” he’d say something along those lines, not remembering a saying correctly, he’d try to get you to open up, wanting to know why you think of yourself that way.
★ ☆ .:。✿*゚‘゚・✿.。.:* *.:。✿*゚’゚・✿.。.:* *.:。✿*゚¨゚✎・ ✿.。.:* *.:。✿*゚¨゚✎・✿.。.:*
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❥ GIVING OR RECEIVING? — WHC BOYS x fem!READER MDNI
includes: yeon sieun, ahn suho, oh beomseok, park humin, go hyuntak, seo juntae, na baekjin, geum seongje
summary: do they prefer eating you out or getting a blowjob?
genre: headcanons
warnings: oral (m!receiving) (f!receiving)…
a/n: idk why i wrote this i was freaked out
Not proofread
english isn’t my first language, and i heavily appreciate comments and any support even if i don’t post often<3
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★ ★ YEON SIEUN: giving
he likes how he can take his time, and keep control with the pace. as much as he likes when you give it to him, it’s all so overwhelming with pleasure, that he actually loves getting to taste you and hear how good you’re feeling.
he gets to hold your hips and do his thing, even if he doesn’t talk much while eating you can easily see when you look down at your hand in his black hair, the way his hips unconsciously hump the mattress to get some relief.
but it’s not in a desperate way where he just wants to have his own pleasure, it’s all about how arousing it is to have you like this. and the warmth of knowing you’ll be all relaxed after.
he always goes slow, the sensuality of the way he uses his mouth and the softness of his hands on your body always gets your chest rising and falling heavily, small moans escaping you, you can never help but curl your hand in his hair when he sucks softly on your clit. and he usually goes from quiet deep breaths to barely audibly whimpering in your pussy.
he’d end up pressing lingering kisses to your thighs, his hands going from holding your hips to gently soothing your leg. after that you’d get an arm around your waist and his body close to you, just calmly asking ‘do you feel better?’ lowly, like your head isn’t spinning.
★ ★ AHN SUHO: giving
girl at this point he asks for it more than you do. he’d drop to his knees anywhere because there’s nothing sweeter than hearing you when he basically makes out with your cunt.
every time he allows himself to look up at your flushed face it’s like he gains back so much energy, just delving deeper into it, needing to taste every inch of his home. he is on another level of determination, wanting to get your legs shaking and hear those pretty whimpers.
he likes to start with his fingers playing with your clit a little, before he gets to using his mouth, eating like he’s starving for you.
it literally kills him when he hears his name fall from your lips, he calls out ´yeah, baby’ gently, not even hiding how out of breath he is.
his face always tells you how pussy drunk he is but the way he talks during it, sounding totally soft like he isn’t being super nasty is actually impressive. always leaves you limp and sleepy, not even able to look down while he kisses your belly pulling himself all the way up your body and shower your cheek with kisses while you’re literally falling asleep not even hearing him yapping about how good that was and still being as shocked as the first time you came on his tongue.
☆ ☆ OH BEOMSEOK: receiving
ever since the first time you gave him head, oh my god. he never got over it, he’d told you how amazing you were, but he generally kept it quiet. he wasn’t the type to annoy you asking you to suck him off all the time, and you were practically always the one initiating going down on him.
he looked at you in awe every time, like his girl hung the moon. it’s all about how gentle you are, how he gets to caress your beautiful face and tell you you’re so pretty. it never feels like a chore, it’s your little moment of connection and intimacy.
he’s the kind to need attention and reassurance but never verbalizing it, so this warms his heart, seeing you want it. he appreciates seeing the desire in your eyes, the want when you look at him with that look and he knows you’re going to slide down there.
he loves how your hands hold his hips when you go all the way down, or the noises you make when he gets to slowly thrust to fuck your mouth.
he almost always insists on pulling out of your mouth when he’s about to come, even if a few times he let you swallow, he feels like it’s just the sight when you stroke him with your hand and he gets to release on your lips and cheeks.
he ends up cleaning you up easily and cupping your face to kiss you all around.
☆ ☆ PARK HUMIN: receiving
he’s obsessed with you so really, you could do anything and he’d be staring at you mouth wide open, but this is just a different level of intimacy. having you crawl between his legs taking your time like you’re doing your own thing, it drives him crazy. he’d look at you for hours on end, his palm holding your chin with his thumb stroking your cheek, he’s never pushing for more, his maximum requests would be moaning for you to take him deeper.
he rarely shuts it in general but when you’re sucking him off, he’s breathlessly praising his girl. ‘you’re doing so good,’ and just to make him lose it, you look up with soft eyes like you didn’t know you were doing great, moaning around him to send these vibrations straight to his brain.
it’s always the perfect excuse for him to admire your beauty and get that warm loving mouth all around him, it sends him to heaven every single time. he never forces you to swallow, he always sees it in your eyes when he tells you he’s close, when you go so deep in your throat to make him feel good.
he ends up sighing heavily like he just had a nice meal, pulling you up for cuddles and rewarding you with kisses.
★ ★ GO HYUNTAK: giving
you taught him all the stuff that makes your head spin oh did he learn real fast for his girl. he wanted to eat you out, but he wanted to do it well, he wanted to make you feel so good you forgot your name. so he asked you because he was never scared to learn your body properly and accommodate to you.
so now it was his ritual, your body was sacred and when it was time for the dim light and cuddles, if he got the chance to, he was buried between your thighs.
he holds them open, always starting with kisses on your lower belly then your inner thighs, he kisses your cunt before he gets a taste, and it’s heaven. his thumbs stroke your thighs soothingly, ‘does that feel good?’ he asks softly when you moan because, he knows that feels good and he knows he’ll get that head nod and noise from your lips.
he’s never against adding a finger or two to make you feel extra nice, he feels it in how you moan and slightly close your legs, around his head like he’s going to let you do that. his fingers thrust slowly, following his tongue on your clit.
when you get needy and your hips buck up into his face, it always makes him smile and softly pin your hips back down. when he does that his hand rubs your lower belly softly, giving you little goosebumps before his fingers increase their pace and there you are falling apart. he usually tries to make it last but by now he knows you too well, you’re always coming around his fingers and he ends up snuggling you and hiding his face in your neck.
☆ ☆ SEO JUNTAE: receiving
you are his everything and the respect and tenderness he has for you show heavily even and especially in moments like this.
when you do it for him he gets all patient and you’re so attentive.
he holds your hair for you and he lets you set your own pace and go slow. and you’re all about his pleasure, it makes you feel so good. when you feel his fingers gently twitching against your scalp, when his glasses slide a bit further down his nose and he closes his eyes, your hands rub his thighs and wrap around what doesn’t fit in your mouth. he likes to quietly moan your name when it gets really good, and you can never help that little smile and the noise that unlocks his whimpers with the vibrations going through his length.
your head bobs slowly up and down, your mouth wet and warm, making him pant quietly while your focus is on all his reactions. whenever you clock something that makes him feel extra good, you insist on it slowly, you get him to softly ask for more and more. he gives you back your energy every time, and he always gets a little panicky when he’s about to come, telling you you can pull back now, you always reassure with a look, that you want to swallow.
you love how sleepy he gets when you do it before bed, he’s out like a light 2 minutes after brushing your hair behind your ear and telling you you’re amazing. you like it even better when he falls asleep head on your chest.
★ ★ NA BAEKJIN: giving
he could seem like he’d prefer receiving head over giving it, as it would come off as more dominant but there’s no appearances behind closed doors. when it’s just him and you and the warmth of your embrace, he yearns to eat you and i mean eat.
he always starts off slow, hands rubbing your thighs while he tastes you silently, giving more and more progressively. the satisfaction when he grows hungrier and hears your reactions, how sensitive you get from the buildup, he lives for that. hearing every little gasp and moan leave your lips, he ends up easily sliding one of your legs on his shoulder, his hand reaching up to squeeze one of your breasts because he just gives more and more.
he’s satisfied only once his girl is a mess, once your legs are softly shaking and you’re quietly calling his name, he makes his way back up to kiss you deeply, his process is always the same and he loves it as much as you do.
he might not say it enough but all the care and desire he has for you goes through these moments and the way he looks at you afterwards like you’re something precious. ‘go to bed now,’ he’d caress your face with one hand as he looks down at you.
☆ ☆ GEUM SEONGJE: receiving
he insists it’s not about being lazy because it takes him a lot of effort to not immediately nut. sweet.
he just loves seeing how you lose all attitude when you’re between his legs. you stroke his length slowly and press kisses on his tip, he sighs knowing he’s in for a really good time, resting his back against the couch shoulders relaxed, hand instinctively going to the top of your head.
it’s not about pushing you down or at least not at first, he loves the beginning. when you finally wrap your mouth around him, when it gets wetter and warmer.
seong-je almost always ends up talking to you, telling you to be a good girl and take his cock deeper, you like going against him but in these moments you enjoy it too much.
you’re never just doing your thing you’re always doing it for him, when you look up at him he gives you his infuriating smile, making your eyes flutter and your panties wet. His hand softly grips your hair when you pull him out of your mouth to rub his tip on your lips, and usually he’s pretty quickly groaning and pushing your head down on it when he releases in your throat.
but no worries, he always wipes your mouth afterwards and gets you to sit on his lap and kiss. it’s all his thank you.
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Pink in the Night - RC
i didn’t do it right
can i try again, try again, try again?
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❃ characters: rafe!cameron x fem!reader
❃ A/N: poured my heart out for y’all 🙏🏻
❃ summary: y/n has been in a deep depression, and her boyfriend, is always by her side, even for the smallest tasks. like brushing her hair for her.
❃ warnings: depression and it’s symptoms, mostly just angst
english is not my first language <3
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The turmoil in your brain was insane when you started liking each other, he likes you, you like him, why wouldn’t you date? Probably because you didn’t want to ruin his life with your anxiety, and your deep and sometimes really long depressive episodes.
Surprisingly, it did not scare him away. Rafe was always one to take a challenge, but this was no joke to you. He was your friend before being your partner, and you warned him, it seemed like you almost begged him to go away before catching feelings or getting too attached to someone you were not.
No one had stayed 5 years like he did, you had an ex boyfriend who tried but it took a toll on him and he ran away, and you couldn’t bring yourself to fall in love with Rafe so deeply, knowing he’d probably take off.
He found the right words, he told you nothing you could say would change his mind. He wanted you, and no one else, he was not going to leave.
Rafe stood his ground, and with time, thanks to everything he learned to understand what was going on inside your head, he was able to take care of you. When you spiraled, when you were aggressive, when you were in a violent state of paranoia, when you couldn’t get out of bed anymore, when he couldn’t touch you, when you couldn’t talk anymore, when nothing could cheer you up.
It always broke his heart to see you this way, and it was also hard on him, which made you always apologize when you came back to yourself. But in the end, he didn’t even care about how much he was hurting. Rafe loved you so much he was willing to completely forget about his own feelings to be by your side, even if it meant not leaving the house anymore to make sure you would eat and take care of yourself.
You had been slowly sinking in a deep depression for almost two months, pushed further in it by the latest events in your life. The smallest thing pushed you over the edge, and you were gone. In your head, it felt like you were drowning in darkness, like you weren’t yourself anymore.
You didn’t talk much, you were absent, always in your head, you didn’t even hear Rafe talking to you most of the time.
You got out of the shower, you were utterly exhausted from the effort, you walked in your bedroom, and as soon as Rafe saw you, your tangled wet hair falling on your shoulders, he walked to you gently not to straddle you.
“Hey, let me brush your hair for you, y/n.” you heard him, you remembered him, at least you remembered that “the other you” trusts and loves him. But you hesitated, being so fragile right now, you could just go back to bed until tomorrow, but he took your hand gently, expecting a probable rejection, but you let him touch you. The warmth made you feel like you were real, like you were safe right now.
“Let me be the one taking care of you for once.” Rafe said, as if he hadn’t been supporting you through your episodes for 5 years, like you were the one always taking care of him.
Surely, he had his own issues and you were always a shoulder to cry on, but you also knew that what he did for you, was a hundred times harder to deal with.
So you nodded, and quietly sat on a chair, staring down at the floor. It felt like he would only hurt more if you didn’t let him help you in his way.
You usually either felt overwhelmed by sadness, paranoia or anger, or you didn’t feel anything.
This was a weird moment, because you kind of slightly felt like yourself again, and you felt your boyfriend’s gentle presence, the way he was carefully brushing your hair not to hurt you.
You looked up, seeing the mirror across the room, you could see yourself and the dark circles under your eyes. You could see you had a distant and detached expression, but you knew the girl in the mirror was you. As much as you wanted to be somebody else, this moment felt nice. Your tense body was a bit more relaxed than usual, you were close to peacefulness.
You could also see Rafe behind you, his soft movements untangling your hair, you didn’t feel overwhelmed, you didn’t want to scream at him that he didn’t truly love you, you didn’t feel like sobbing either, telling him he should leave you, though you were still profoundly sad. Because there was always the little voice in your head pushing you around.
He looked so focused, and you felt a pang of sadness and guilt in your heart, when you saw how sad his eyes looked. How tired he must be, living life for two.
He always said he didn’t care about your mental illness making him sad, “I’m not the one that’s constantly battling with their mind here, baby, seriously, I only suffer from seeing you hurting this much. And you’re, so strong, stronger than you give yourself credit for.” you remembered his words when you told him for the millionth time that you were sorry.
He always said those were hard times, that you would survive it together, but how could he hold on? No one was taking care of him when you were this way. Even when you were absent, you saw the tears in his eyes when he took care of you, you heard the deep breaths he took in the bathroom to ground himself, a sweet taste of “man up” hanging in the air. The words you fought to get out of his head, it still kept him going anyway.
His big hands wrapped around your hair, putting it on your back so it wouldn’t touch your neck and overstimulate you by its wetness and general texture, he spoke quietly “There you go”, you were staring at him in the mirror, like you were realizing how much he loves you.
Almost like you had never seen him before.
Rafe didn’t see you watching him for a while, he didn’t expect an answer either, you spoke quietly, some vulnerability in your voice “Thank you.” He shook his head, still relieved you spoke. “You don’t have to thank me, baby, it’s the least i can do.” he looked across the room, noticing you looking at him in the mirror, as he gave a small smile, and you gave him a smile too.
You were almost flustered by him calling you baby, because everything felt new, even after the hundredth time.
It felt so good, to smile. “There she is” you noticed how he smiled a bit more, also relieved to see the old y/n again even if it was a few seconds, even if you looked like you had never smiled before.
“Missed your smile” he leaned down, gently placing a kiss on your cheek, his touch always brought reality to you too, you were really here.
“C’mon now, sweetheart. You need to rest, you look exhausted” he spoke, the softness in his voice, the way his voice sounded like you were a scared child. It made you nod, though you didn’t really want to rest, you felt sad, you hated yourself for so many reasons, but mostly because you were hurting him and felt incapable of coming back, of gaining your motivation and mind back.
Rafe saw the look in your eyes, the resignation, he tilted his head slightly “I’ll go to bed with you, if you want.” you, didn’t want to be alone, not now, not when his smile gave you a grasp of reality again and you felt like yourself again or maybe like you could possibly be yourself again soon.
“Thank you” you weakly stood up from the chair, he shook his head, a smile on his face, you didn’t know why he smiled but you smiled back, not even on purpose this time, it felt like an old reaction from your body, to mirror his smile. He spoke, no firmness or aggressiveness in his voice “Stop thanking me”
You nodded “Sorry”, as you walked to the bed, “Don’t apologize either” Rafe said, a reassuring tone in his voice, his hand on your lower back to guide you to your side of the bed, always scared you might lose your balance from how fragile your body was when your mind was sick.
When he looked at you, you saw a sparkle in his eyes that you wished you had too, thinking it must be amazing to feel alive and useful.
His voice sounded like he needed you to know that he wasn’t forced to do this, that he wanted to because he loved you.
The minutes felt long again, which meant you weren’t drifting back in your blurry mind, which meant you felt real again and your psyche was in the same place as your body. Your head rested on your pillow, your body shifting to lie on your side, not as awkward as it used to feel lying down next to him when this bed didn’t feel like yours or when he didn’t feel like your boyfriend anymore.
You caught yourself staring at him at night sometimes, because you needed to force yourself to understand who he was, that he wasn’t a nurse taking care of you in a psych yard, or just a stranger in your bed.
“What are you thinking about?” he spoke quietly, not wanting to straddle you in case you were in your head again.
You sighed, relieved “Nothing.” this was a genuine nothing, because you were here, just looking at your boyfriend, and he nodded, his fingers tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, though he couldn’t get any expression from your face yet.
He didn’t want to push you too far, but he needed closeness, he missed you so much. And seeing a glimpse of you again after 8 weeks, Rafe spoke up, incapable of not trying “Can I hold you?” he asked, his heart pounding like he had never held you before, but he needed to protect himself from getting his feelings hurt if you refused. Which was likely to happen.
You thought for a moment, you felt good right now, you reminded yourself that you loved and trusted him. You nodded, your mind saying his name, as you looked at his face closely, “You know him” you repeated to yourself as he gently pulled you closer, your head resting against his chest, as his arm wrapped around your back.
It was weird how you fit perfectly there, like you were made to be in his arms. At first, you felt tense in his embrace, like he was a stranger again. But when you felt his hand soothing your back, up and down gently, you started to relax, feeling less awkward, remembering you had done that so many times before, it wasn’t new, it wasn’t scary: it was okay.
The first time you slept in this exact spot, was so long ago, but the other you remembered it perfectly.
You didn’t feel like a lost scared puppy anymore, for once the little voice in your head was yours easing the pain. This was right, and then, finally, the little voice in your head was quiet. Because, even your illness knew love was stronger.
Rafe’s chin rested on top of your head once he felt your body relaxing, “It’s okay, i’ve got you. I’m not going anywhere.” he whispered like he could read your mind.
You nodded, your eyes peacefully closed, as he continued “I love you, y/n. You remember that, right?” as you nodded once again, knowing that feeling in your chest meant your body knew his touch, and you loved him too.
gally x female reader pleaseeee anything
here you go baby
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❀ characters: gally x fem!reader
❀ A/N: i’m so sorry for the amount of time it took me to post this
❀ summary: y/n has been in the Glade for three months, she’s a Builder, but she doesn’t get why her boss hates her.
❀ warnings: can’t think of any
english is not my first language<3
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“Why do you even care so much about what this jerk thinks about you?” Newt asks you as you’re both sat under a tree during your work break.
“I don’t know, we spend our days together and I just, I just wanted him to like me but every single thing i do makes him angry!” you say agitating your hands in incomprehension.
“He hates everyone, pretends he likes his friends, and he doesn’t like you because you get attention for being the only girl in here. He knows everyone likes you.” Newt was your best friend and always brutally honest with you, which was why you loved him so much.
You were looking at the grass under the “sun”light when a tall shadow came up to you and Newt. “Hey, it’s ten minutes break not five hours so get your ass back to the cabin.”
Gally was looking down on you, talking to you with a severe tone as usual. You in fact didn’t know why you wanted him to like you. He’s your boss and you spend all your days with him, you thought maybe you could see something behind his cold personality because weirdly, he didn’t intimidate you. Maybe that’s why he didn’t like you.
You were fixing a fence for the Slicers to keep the livestock in the Glade when you heard Gally saying there was a bonfire tonight. You thought that would be the perfect occasion to try to make friends with him. Though you didn’t want to chase him down and beg for friendship, it was your last try.
When the night started and you joined the gladers at their little celebration for being alive another day (that’s what you guessed), you didn’t know everyone perfectly well yet. You liked Zart because he was really nice to you, you liked Ben and Minho cause they were unintentionally funny to you, and Newt was your favorite of course.
You looked around to find someone you know because you didn’t want to be in the middle of all the boys by yourself and also, you don’t like all the attention being on you (— which was unfortunate since the attention was always on you).
Minho waved at you with a straight face because he saves his smiles for rare occasions. You felt relieved as you walked to him sitting alone but you also felt a huge pressure as if someone was looking at you.
“Hey, how is this bonfire going so far for you?” Minho kindly asked giving you a cup of a weird drink, “Well, i like parties, i think i do, at least. I’d like to know everyone here but apparently, not everybody wants me here.” you respond taking a sip before making a face.
“Gally again?” Minho said exhaling, “I know i shouldn’t care but it makes me upset.” you say sitting next to him, sighing.
“Don’t worry, it’ll come. He’ll end up liking you just like we all do because, there’s absolutely no reason to hate you.” he kindly answers with a little smile. Your best friends really treated you well for the past three months because, even though they couldn’t understand how it was to be a girl in a world of boys, they knew how hard it was for them when they arrived here. They could only imagine it was harder for you.
“Thank you.” you say with a tiny smile before resting your head on his shoulder. You knew Minho wasn’t really the one to say kind words to everybody. Or the one to accept a head on the shoulder easily, but he let you.
“Hey Newt.” you saw him walking up to you with a huge cup, “Do you guys want to taste THIS?” he said laughing like he knew something you didn’t. “That thing has to hold a deadly virus.” Minho said before you added “No thank you, i’d rather stay alive.” slightly giggling.
Newt then turned around to look at everybody then told you; “The hell is he staring at?”, “Who?” you answered a bit concerned. “Gally.” Newt said laughing again, “Maybe he doesn’t hate you that much after all.”
“You know what? I’m gonna talk to him and we’ll see if tomorrow he still hates me.” you reposted getting up to go there. “He doesn’t hate you!” you hear Newt add as you walk away. Always the devils advocate, always staying positive for some reason.
You felt a little stressed out, your hands were slightly shaking as you got closer to him while he was focused on laughing with his friends and drinking, you started regretting but you were too far into your mistake to go back. Of course, the alcohol in your blood made you braver which was good in this situation.
You sat next to him as if it was totally normal. “Hey, Gally, this drink is really good. I heard the recipe was a secret.” you boldly told him putting hair behind you ear, trying to look confident.
“Thanks. What are you doing here? Your boyfriend and your lil’ best friend must miss you already.” He says loudly as all his Builder friends laugh (— they laughed like that was the funniest thing ever, i think they laugh at everything Gally says).
“I don’t have a boyfriend, i have good friends though. And some guys seem to dislike me for unknown reasons, they miss out on a lot of fun.” you smile, looking really friendly and nice. You’re not trying to seem patronizing or something. That would only make him despise you.
“So, Gally, you want us to go get another drink?” he stares at you for a while before getting up to follow you. Your legs shake from stress as he walks besides you.
“Why didn’t you tell me anything about you?” you break the short silence. “There’s nothing to say.” he coldly answered. “Oh come on, you like building and fighting, what else do you like?” “Having a purpose. And a home. I guess.” he finally opens up a little bit more to you. You feel a small smile growing on your face, breaking the ice.
“Great, you know what, I like that too. We have a common point, see?” he stops walking when you finish talking.
“You know, (y/n), i didn’t like all the changes you brought with you. Everything was new when you arrived in that box.” he says looking at you. “And you hate change, i get it. I’m sorry.” you say smiling again. You finally started to understand what kind of guy he was, he needed stability, and control.
“It’s not your fault, we made those adjustments for you and you turned out to be a Builder. I think it is- nice to have you with us.” wow, Gally was complementing you? That made you blush for a reason you ignored. You then started walking again towards the drinks. “I’m glad to work with you guys too. It’s tough for me but i try to stay positive and fit in, you know?” you confess to your new friend.
Maybe his drink convinced him you weren’t that annoying after all. He handed you a glass of whatever that was and you walked back to the others to sit down with them.
You relaxed a little bit and started making jokes, your coworkers were really dumb (most of them) but pretty funny and nice even though they were kind of onerous sometimes — as you are a girl and of course it means there are a lot of inappropriate jokes they’re allowed to make.
You knew Alby made it very clear no one was allowed to touch you, or go too far, so you felt safe with them. You knew teenagers like them wouldn’t hurt you, even the dumbest ones.
Surprisingly, you started laughing with Gally, he was actually chill in parties, unlike the bossy guy you knew at work and also in the glade in general. Maybe those nights were important to him because it was a traditional thing, you were staring at him as he told a story about Zart, that you never heard before.
You didn’t know why exactly but you needed to analyze his face, you liked the way his eyes moved and the way he smiled telling that anecdote. You bursted out laughing at the exact same time the other Builders did, he was a good storyteller.
When everybody started separately talking, you looked at Gally and spoke, pretty loudly so he could hear you “You’re a good storyteller” you smiled, he leaned over a bit, to hear you “What?” he asked smiling, you put your hand on his arm and got closer to his ear, you were more confident, you felt like you usually do when you’re with Next and Minho. “I said you’re a good storyteller” you chuckled slightly.
He pulled away and looked at you, he was smiling way more now that you guys had talked. Now that you knew he didn’t exactly hate you. “Really?” you nodded, and he stood up and you tilted your head slightly.
He held his hand out, you took his hand without hesitation and walked with him.
You walked in the Glade without really knowing where you wanted to go, you chuckled as you talked about the story he told.
“Did he really wake up with those drawings on his face?” “He really did, and he stayed like that the whole day.” he laughed.
You sat down together at the end of a tree, you were both a bit tired but you still wanted to talk.
“You’ve been here three years, right?” you say looking at the trees around you. The “moon”light made everything look peaceful in the Glade.
Gally nodded “Three years.” he said staring at a random tree. You looked at him “Do you think they’ll find a way out?” you ask, you still had the innocence of being here for three months, because you had no idea how it felt for them. This was the only home he’d ever known.
He shrugged, “I don’t think anything, I wait.” you looked down, you wondered everyday why you were all here, why you were the only girl, why didn’t you remember your life.
“Do you think we like, knew each other out of the Glade? In our other lives, i mean.” you look back at the trees, not noticing he had turned his head to look at you. “You think we were friends or something?” he asked then continued, “maybe we were like- high school enemies.”
You giggled and looked at him “I’m sorry but you must’ve been a bully.” he nodded chuckling “Alright alright i’ll give you that one. You must’ve been the girl that talked back to teachers but still had good grades.” you laughed at his statement, you had thought so many times about what your life could’ve been like outside the Glade.
Somehow, you always thought you used to know Gally. “I’m almost sure I knew you.” you say, looking in front of you, your two bodies sitting pretty close to each other. He turned his head to look at you. “Is that why you wanted to be my friend here?” he wondered, he’d always been curious about you, he just never admitted it.
You nodded then answered “I think…Maybe i was looking for comfort and landmarks. I thought maybe what i felt towards you was that research of something. Because i couldn’t let go of the past even if i didn’t remember anything.”
He was listening closely to every word you said, you didn’t think he’d want to understand you and genuinely listen. He nodded “So, i was like, a magnet and you were metal?” he said sounding surprisingly soft and warm.
You giggled slightly looking at him “Yeah, that’s it. That’s why i didn’t want you to hate me.” you smiled. He shook his head “I never hated you, i was just, scared, i guess.” you could hear the slight shake in his voice, because you paid so much attention to details.
You heard him say i guess and he was trying to make his fear seem like nothing, but it mattered to you. “I think, you had every right to be scared.” you said with a gentle tone, nodding your head slightly.
You kind of just, looked into each other’s eyes for a while, it was like there was some sort of connection between you, you felt seen. The real you, the one you didn’t even remember.
He leaned towards you, you stopped thinking, you stopped hearing the loud thoughts and worries in your mind, he carefully placed his huge hand on your face, you closed your eyes as he tilted his head to the side and pressed his lips against you.
That was both of y’all’s first kiss ever, which felt weird, you gently took his hand into yours as he kissed you. You quickly both heard Clint screaming as he was looking for you guys.
You both pulled away and bursted out laughing, you had no idea what all that was, but it was surely a new connection.
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ღ pairing: lo’ak sully x fem!omaticaya!reader
ღ summary: you’re in an established relationship with lo’ak, one night he comes back after a fight, again, and you try to get him to tell you what made him so angry. you’re mixed (human mother and na’avi father)
ღ warnings: fight, insecurity, don’t really think it needs more warnings, it’s kinda just fluff i wouldn’t really consider it an angst.
ღ note: this is the first avatar stuff i write, and yes i’m aware of his age we’re the same age, anyway, english is not my first language ;) enjoy!
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Once again, you were just sitting there after a whole day of working with your new people, you were just about to go to bed when you heard someone entering the room.
You looked up to see, once again, your injured boyfriend, you couldn’t believe your eyes.
He had bruises and was cut on his arms, he obviously had a fight with someone.
“Hey” you hear as your eyes become black, “You idiot.” you get up and walk to him, your face said it all, you were mixed with anger and worries.
“I just-” he started but of course, you cut him off “No no no, i don’t wanna hear any of your stupid excuses, i don’t care anymore.”
Lo’ak had been in fights before, every single time he came up to you, injured, with a smile hoping for you to help him.
“Sit here.” he listened, mouth shut he sat down, waiting for you to come back with all your stuff to take care of his wounds.
You came back, still not saying a word, the silence was painful, you stood in front of him as he looked up to talk to you, you didn’t even give him one sight.
“Y/N…” you gave him a death stare, of course you were going to help him but you refused to hear him.
“You promised me you would start actually fighting with words and not with your fists! You do really believe that i was going to take you in my arms and nurse you tonight? There’s no way. No way.” You screamed at him, tears coming in your eyes, he didn’t think it would hurt you that much, he really had a reason to fight every time he did.
“I-had-a-reason.” he took your hands, looking up to you, you turned your head to look at him with a pout, trying not to cry as you were really tired of your day.
“Can i tell you the story or are you gonna throw things at my face?” Lo’ak asked raising his eyebrows.
You nodded, waiting for him to talk, “I was with my brother and we were hanging out with some guys from here and they started to talk about girls, and we just started arguing because one stupid asshole said things about you.”
He looked sincere, “So you hit him? Lo’ak you are a good guy don’t you know how to contain yourself? What could he say to make you so mad to the point that you got so injured?” you were seriously trying to understand what crossed his mind.
“Trust me, you don’t wanna know.” he replied looking at you, you rolled your eyes “I don’t care about what they said, i care about you and your health.” you answer, letting go of his hands to clean his wounds.
“Wouldn’t you stand up for me if girls talked about me like that?”
“I would, but i wouldn’t punch them and come back to you half dead.” you mock him, “Ouch! That hurt!” he dared to complain.
“Ah!, that’s what you get for being such an idiot. I can’t believe you.”
“You’re really mad at me, huh?”
“Of course i am. But i understand why you got mad.” you admitted, calming down a bit.
“Why does it matter so much, y/n?” he asked, searching for an eye contact, taking your hands back in his,
“I don’t know. I don’t like seeing you like this, hurt. You have to understand that it hurts me too.” you finally looked at him in the eyes.
“Y/n, my love, i am so sorry.” hearing this, you’re kind of relieved, you really deserved an apology.
“Thank you, for defending me though…” you said, tidying the stuff you used to patch him up.
You heard him giggling a bit then felt his hands on your waist, then he laughed letting his head fall on your stomach while you were still standing and he was sitting.
“What? what’s so funny?” you replied a bit offended.
“Nothing, you’re cute when you’re angry.” he answered, mocking you.
“Oh fuck off Lo’ak!” you giggled then pushed his hands off of you, you turned your back and he was already standing.
He took you by your hips and turned you around to face him, “What can i do to gain your forgiveness?” he smirked.
“Start by stopping your stupid fights and also, don’t expect anything you’re way too injured for that.” you said with a sad face to make fun of him too.
“I’m never too injured.”
“Oh yeah?” you said pressing a bit one of his wounds on his arm as he screamed out of pain.
“Alright, bedtime now.” you quickly kissed him before running to your bed, happy you got your revenge.
You heard him sighing then he laid down next to you, looking at the ceiling.
You tried to fall asleep but you kept thinking and thinking, you noticed Lo’ak didn’t even really try to sleep he was just laying here.
You turned around, watching him closely, something was keeping you awake, your curiosity really wanted to know why these boys upset him so much when they talked about you.
“Psst…Lo’ak?” you pushed his arm a bit, he turned his head with a questioning face, “What? What’s wrong?” he sounded a bit worried as you usually say goodnight and instantly fall asleep.
“What did they say? The boys?” you were a bit embarrassed to ask that to your boyfriend, it felt a bit weird.
“It doesn’t matter, why do you want to know that?” he really didn’t want to tell you for some reason.
“Please, just tell me i can’t sleep i just keep thinking about it…” you beg him.
“Y/n, i love you, i don’t want to say that to you.” he smiled, holding your hand.
“Come on, was it that bad?” you started to worry about it.
“No no, it’s just, you know, we don’t care about what they think, right?” Lo’ak tried to reassure you as much as he could.
“Well, it’s not that i care but i wanna know what made you lose your mind like that.”
“It was at the same time, bad compliments and degrading things that’s it.” he made a small smile and then gave you a peck on your lips before just stopping the conversation to go back to sleep.
He pulled you closer to him, in his arms, but
you were still so upset, you really needed to know, it somehow mattered.
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Of course, the next day, you didn’t want to ask Lo’ak about it again, so, you knew Neteyam was there when the fight happened, the only way to learn about these bad compliments was to go beg Neteyam to tell you.
During the day, you were cooking with Neytiri when you just sneaked out to find Neteyam.
When you finally found him near the beach you ran up to him, after a little talk you finally brought up the fight.
“Yesterday, Lo’ak came back after a fight with some guys, he told me he was with you.”
“Oh, yeah, sorry i couldn’t dissuade him to jump into that fight.” he apologized scratching the back of his head.
“No worries, it’s just that, you know, he refuses to tell me what the boys could’ve said to make him so angry, I had hoped that you would resolve that mystery.”
“Well, it’s not really flattering y/n. Not sure it would be really useful for you to know that.”
“Oh come on give me a break just tell me and i’ll go.” you were tired of begging for someone to just tell you.
“Okay, okay…I don’t remember it entirely i just know one said things about your body, nice ass and all, they said they’d mate with you then another said you were too human, they just talked about you as if we weren’t there, dirty things, stuff about your human blood. I wanted us to go but Lo’ak definitely wanted to kill them.”
After Neteyam told you, you thought you’d feel relieved but in fact, it kinda hurt. They talked about you like a piece of meat in front of your actual mate and all this story about your origins made you sick.
“Oh- alright, thank you Neteyam, see you later.” you tapped his shoulder and then came back to Neytiri.
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“What is wrong, dear? You seem somewhere else.” she asked, as you were lost in your mind.
“Do you think i look too human?” you sincerely questioned.
“I don’t think any of you look “too” human, you are mixed, this is how you are, having 5 fingers and being a bit smaller than the others doesn’t make you one of the sky people.” Neytiri honestly replied.
You smiled to her, she saw you like she saw her kids, just a bit different but that’s not how you saw things.
You were more human then them, at least you looked more human, and it was no secret, everybody knew it.
You weren’t just a bit smaller and had more fingers, you were a bit lighter, your eyes were smaller too and they were darker. You really looked different.
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The whole day, you were just questioning yourself about what some stupid teenagers said about you.
That night, when you and Lo’ak found each other in your room, he immediately noticed something was wrong.
“Y/n? are you listening?”
“Huh? you weren’t listening… Sorry i wasn’t paying attention.” you smiled at him.
“Are you okay?” he walked to you.
You of course said you were fine, Lo’ak made a small pause and then talked.
“I’m gonna be completely honest with you, Neteyam told me that he told you what the boys said. And he explained that you took it great so…”
“I did, i don’t care about what they said it was simple curiosity.” you lie very very badly.
“Mmh mmh…y/n who do you think you’re fooling right now? You’re doing that thing with your ears when you lie.” he laughed.
“Wh-what ear thing are you even talking about?”
“Don’t change the subject.” Lo’ak replied, tickling your left ear.
“Fine, i just, i don’t know i thought i wouldn’t care but then i thought what if my chest is too this or my ass is too that and then my body is too human and…you know.” you admitted, looking down in shame.
“It’s okay, i didn’t want to tell you because i knew you would question yourself and get insecure. You are perfect. You should’ve seen how ugly these guys were, and still they were judging the most beautiful woman that they’ll ever see. I wish i could lend you my eyes to look at yourself, you’d see how amazing you are. And you and i, with our 5 fingers, we’re Na’avis, and our human part is only genetic, nothing about our heart is from the sky people.”
A little tear rolled down your cheek, you were always scared to not be enough for your people, especially for Lo’ak.
“I, see you.” he whispered to you before he put both his hands on your face, he pulled you into a huge comforting hug, kissing the top of your head, as you were gaining your confidence back into his arms.
You definitely needed to hear that, that’s probably why you wanted to know what the boys said, because you don’t really believe that you’re perfect.
You were so glad your boyfriend was like you, you understand him. You see him.
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✿ characters: carl grimes x peletier!reader (6 years after his death)
✿ A/N: haven’t been there in a while !
✿summary: you’re carol’s daughter, sophia’s twin sister, you grew up with carl and got together before he died. now your adoptive little brother doesn’t know what his feelings are towards the whisperer girl and you usually give good advice soooooo
✿warnings: mention of death
english is not my first language, i make mistakes <3
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You were both at the Hilltop, this is where you lived. You had just hit 21 and had already been through 6 years without Carl.
Your mom and your step father that was just like the father you never had brought you guys here for a while, especially Henry, you were kinda just there to look after him.
“Hey (Y/N), you got a second?” “Hi, yeah what’s going on?” your adoptive brother walks to you all nervous.
You knew about the whisperer girl that Daryl interrogated, you didn’t know the whole story about her but you knew Henry got close to her and to be honest, you felt like this was none of your business, still worried about your little brother.
Then her mother went to get her back and she left, you knew it hurt Henry but you couldn’t really do anything about it.
You step out of the nursery you were reorganizing and you guys sit down together,
“Are you okay? You look pale Hen” you said worried he’d be sick. You kinda developed a phobia of sick people, seeing Carl after the bite kinda stayed in your mind.
“I’m alright don’t worry. I just- you know the girl that just left, i really think we, i don’t know.” he tried to find the words desperately.
“Did you fall for her?” you said smiling. “I don’t know that’s why I’m here. Do you think she’s worth it?”
“Worth what? Risking your life for her? I don’t think a lot of people are worth your life Henry.” he was exactly the age Carl was when he died. You’re very overprotective of your little brother.
“If i love her then she is, yeah?” he stared into your eyes agitating his hands. “Do you love her?” you suddenly lost your smile.
“How did you know you were in love?” that one hit you right in the face. Your brother knew about the boy you loved, he also knew you never found love again afterwards, at least you didn’t allow yourself to.
But you didn’t talk about it much, you immediately shut yourself up when someone tried to talk about it. I think the only one you allowed to ask about Carl was Henry, cause he reminded you of him sometimes, he had a kind heart like Carl did.
When he asked you this, you gulped and you thought about it, you slowly fell in love with Carl while you were growing up together, the real day you realized was the day you arrived to Alexandria.
You had big trust issues because of the terminus and all the crazy shit that happened to you in the past years.
You and everyone else were sleeping in the living room of one of the houses Deana gave y’all. You were laying in a sleeping bag on the floor right next to Carl.
Everyone was settling their “bed” in the room and you guys were already laying next to each other, “Do you think you’ll manage to sleep tonight?” he asked you nervously playing with the bag’s zipper.
“I think so, i feel safe with everyone here and i know my mom or Daryl are certainly not gonna sleep so we’re alright i guess.” he nodded but didn’t seem convinced.
You wanted him to relax and finally get to sleep under a roof, sort of safe. Your instinct told you to put your hand on his and you immediately did, he stopped fidgeting the zipper and looked at you.
“You finally get a real night sleep, at least tonight, it’s been so long. Look at this house, we talked about this remember? How we missed our old houses? This one kinda looks like mine, maybe it’s not safe here but at least this one night, people are doing the job for us.“ you looked at the adults of the room saying this, Carl followed your look.
He seemed more relaxed at that moment, when you guys stared at each other and when he started soothing your hand with his thumb, it was just the two of you and you finally put words on your feelings, you were very much in love.
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“I don’t think i could’ve done this without you, (Y/N), i couldn’t have been the only kid. Without anyone to talk to, someone who understands.” he looked so tired.
“I’m glad i’ve got you too.” you smile turning to look at him while he was facing the ceiling. You looked at him closely, he was like, the most beautiful boy you had ever seen.
You kept looking at him for a while, everyone treated you like adults and you had to behave like ones but when it was just the two of you you could finally be your age.
You could laugh and talk like actual 14 then 15 year olds.
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When everyone headed to sleep, at least for some of you, Carl decided to get his sleeping bag closer to yours when the lights were down so he could hold you in his arms the whole night.
At first you thought he did this to reassure you but rethinking about this, Carl did this to reassure himself. To know someone was there.
When you fell asleep that night, you knew you were going to love him for the rest of your life. And you’re convinced he realized he was in love with you right at the same moment.
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When you get back to Henry after this split second of reflection, he’s desperately waiting for an answer.
“Well, when i realized i felt safe around him, i could lay my head on his shoulder to fall asleep as if i was in the safest home in the world. That he was the one who understood me and that i understood too. When i realized i could calm him down with my words because he truly cared about what i had to say. Because he cared and i cared. Because he looked after me and i looked after him.”
Henry was paying so much attention to your words.
“He wrote me on his death letter, you quote him, “I knew that wherever i would go, i would find my way back to your arms, back to the house we built for each other. I know that someday, i’ll walk in our little house again and i’ll find you waiting in a sleeping bag.” if she feels like a safe home to you. You’re in love.” your eyes were watering of course.
“I don’t know if she loves me as much as you love Carl but, i think i love her. And if i’m right, i’m losing her right now.” he had glowing eyes, you had a feeling he was in love with her.
You pulled him into a comforting hug; “Please, Henry, do what you gotta do but i beg you to stay safe and think before you do something sweetheart.”
You held him so tight into your arms “Promise me, Hen.” you told him a tear rolling down your cheek. “Promise me.” you said again.
“I promise you, (Y/N)” you let go of your strong hold and kiss his forehead, hands holding his face.
“I love you, and i have a feeling you’ll really see him again one day.” he smiles down at you.
“I love you too, i love you so much.” you let go of his face and watch him walking away, not knowing what he would do.
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sorry for the long absence i’ve been through some serious shit omg
hope you guys enjoyed that tell me what you think love y’all <3333
I saw a post where someone said that carl loves resting his head on your lap while he reads comics, even puts his hat on your head so he can lay down. I'm not sure who it was but could you write a little blurb with that prompt.
That’s so cool thank you for your request, hope you’ll like that, sorry if it’s been a long time waiting for it <3 (it’s really really short)
✿ warnings: none
✿summary: reader and carl spend some time reading together.
You had that sort of ritual with your boyfriend since you arrived to Alexandria, Carl is a big fan of comics and you just love these little moments when you can just sit on the couch in the middle of the afternoon without doing anything but looking at your boyfriend reading his comics.
This was one of these days, you were sitting there with a plaid when Carl sat with you to read his new comic book,
“Ohh, is that the one Michonne brought you last week?” you say with an excited tone. “Yup, look at that, it’s all clean!” he looked so happy showing you the pages that were surprisingly in a really good shape.
“It looks perfect! Come on, i know you can’t wait to read that.” you answer laughing with a big smile. He took off his hat as he usually does in that moment,
“Here you go.” he gently put his hat on your head with a tiny smile.
“Thank you, now you can get comfortable.” you giggled as he laid down, resting his head on your lap.
You watched him closely, he could do that just sitting next to you or in another room but he chose to be close to you even when he’s just reading.
You stayed there for an hour, caressing his hair, looking at him and reading a bit of his comics at the same time.
You know he loves these little moments, you do that every time you can, and as Carl said himself, you are really comfortable.