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scoutswritingcorner · 23 days

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omg can u do an angel dust x masc/male! reader ans husk x gn! reader (or huskerdust x masc/male reader either or is fine) that is basically the hozier song too sweet ☹️☹️ i think the song would work so well for them, esp since they both think that their partner could do so much better than them??

sorry if this ask is a little confusing 😭 my brain isnt working correctly

Sweet

HuskerDust x Male!Reader

TW: ANGST

A/N : I LOVE YOU SO MUCH- I WANTED TO WRITE THIS FOR SO LONG BUT KEPT PUTTING IT OFF-

Husk sat behind the bar watching Angel as he was on his phone, it was too early for him to be up but Alastor and Charlie had pulled him awake for some odd reason. Which had subsequently made Angel wake up and go with him, you had yet to be awake or you were already awake just too busy. He didn’t really know. It wasn’t until the doors opened and you walked in still in your work clothes from yesterday, did you even sleep at all last night?

He watched you walk over, pressing a kiss to Angel's cheek as you slid them both coffee. “You sure you aren’t an angel, sweets?” Angel hummed as he held the coffee closer to himself and you chuckled, “No, I just know when you both wake up you both are grumpy until an hour later.” You hand Husk the steaming cup of coffee, “Thank you, Babe.” he grumbled out as you shot him a wink and grabbed your cup before excusing yourself to get busy with working.

“He may not be an angel but he’s a fucking life savor.” Angel smirked at Husk, who only nodded and sipped at the coffee. Husk watched your form disappear down the hall, both men’s hearts were sent fluttering hearing your laughter echo down the halls of the hotel. Even if it was early, you were bright and bubbly as ever. Something that took even Husk to see, you were too sweet for both of them.

~~~

Angel was never good at his emotions especially now when he was on a fucking chain. He hated being pitied and he even hated it when people tried to downplay his sufferings. So when he was pissed he did everything he could to strike hard and fast, pulling out the shittiest part of someone else and using it against them, allowing the venom to lace his tongue as he talked with so much anger that he was sure he’d break himself.

He stays away from his phone when working, he doesn’t need Valentino to find out about you and Husk, he’s scared to find out what he’d do. He knows you worry, he knows but he’s just focused on getting the job done to get home to you both, his loving boyfriends. Once he gets back to the hotel he immediately goes to the bar, Husk checks in on him softly while pouring him a drink. Soft whispers as Husk holds one of Angel’s many hands. Angel teared up as he felt you hug him from behind, the glass of whiskey in his hands shook, he was so tired.

“Want me to run a bath?” You had asked softly, no hint of pity anywhere in your voice. Only the question that made his heart swell up in happiness. He sent a wordless nod towards you and Husk who had now busied himself to clean up the bar for the night. You pressed a kiss to his shoulder carefully squeezing him into a hug before quickly making your way up the stairs to start a bath for him. He sipped on the whiskey, allowing it to burn his throat as it went down, “..how did we end up pulling the sweetest demon this side of hell?” He asked, watching as Husk only glanced back for a second busy making sure the bottles were actually locked up. Charlie had made it into a rule so no one could steal any at night.

“I don’t know but I’m not afraid to say it’s a miracle.” He replied standing up to his full height to stretch his wings out with a yawn, “C’mon, Angie..let’s go get you a bath and some well deserved cuddles.” He whispered, holding his hand out to Angel, who graciously took it after knocking back the rest of the whiskey. “He could do better than us..” Angel whispered as Husk wrapped an arm around him, guiding him up the stairs. “..I know..” Husk whispered out his wings folding onto his back.

~~~

As you all laid in bed, you snuggled between both men as you carefully rubbed Angel’s back as Husk curled up behind you purring loudly. Both men dead asleep as you stayed up admiring them both. Their hands rested on your side, intertwined with one another, your hand stopped to rest on Angel’s lower back. Eyes slowly closing as both his snores and Husk’s purring allowed your body to fully relax.

Slowly drifting off to sleep you reached behind you to scratch at Husk’s cheek, which made him softly chirp and rest his head on your shoulder, “I love you both..you’re almost free to be who you wanted, just need a couple more days..hang in there for me.” You whispered out to be met with soft snores and heavy purring.

You’d sell your soul to the Devil to make sure of it.

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tender-rosiey · 1 year

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omg you're taking requests uhm, can i request for dazai and/or chuuya where he overheard his co-worker confide to kunikida or to yosano (in chuuya's case, it's tachihara or anyone in the port mafia lol) about her feelings towards him? like, she really went into detail as to why she loves him and wants to be there for him but she's scared that dazai doesn't feel the same way or she thinks he doesn't find her attractive esp when she did attempt to confess but they were too dense to put two and two together lmao im in the mood for angst and fluff so feel free to go wild with this one haha thank you~!

“RAMBLE OF LOVE”

— dazai and chuuya hearing you talk about them

DAZAI OSAMU:

“I don’t know, yosano; it’s hopeless.”

“are you serious right now?” yosano deadpans as you frown at her.

you get up, exasperated, “I have tried to confess twice! twice! and he either doesn’t get it or can’t find it in him to outright reject me!”

“you think dazai wouldn’t be able to figure something out?” she questions.

you sigh, “that means that it is the other option so I should probably stop liking him,” accepting defeat after god knows how long.

“you know it isn’t that easy; you can’t just stop feeling for someone, y/n.”

you look at her before finally bursting, “obviously it isn’t! I have spent the majority of my time either thinking about how much I love the idiot or how I want to be by his side and be there for him!”

“with a side of solving crime and saving the world.”

“yes and that too, but honestly I have gotten to the point that I NEED him to reject me so I can move on with my life and be a normal single person!”

yosano catches a figure standing outside the door and smirks lightly before speaking up, “say y/n, why do you like dazai so much?”

“first of all, I am wayyyyy past ‘like’; second of all, I like him because he is funny, cute, charming, smart, caring when he wants, observant and most importantly, he, deep inside, wants to do good.”

“oh?” she perks up at that, “why?”

“I…dont know much about his past with the mafia, but if he left then there has to be at least a part of him that is good,” you smile softly as you gaze into the ground, “I also don’t know much does he actually trust me, but if we ever have a chance, I would like to tell him that I am willing to shoulder his pains because he doesn’t deserve to go all of that alone.”

“and all of that because you love him?” she smiles and stands up then walks to the door.

“uhh, yeah? that was literally the introduction of my monologue,” you say, watching her walking.

“well, it’s a good thing that he heard all of that,” she announces before slamming the door open, “eavesdropping is a bad trait, dazai.”

he raises his hand up in mock-surrender, “I would never do such thing.”

she rolls her eyes and ruffles your hair, “I will let you two be,” then she closes the door behind her after she leaves.

you can see dazai processing things, and soon you and dazai stare into each other for a while, but a smirk settles on his lips, “so you love me, huh?—“

“if you’re going to reject me then do it quickly please,” you hurriedly say before looking away, not being to handle looking at him.

“hey now, I never said that I was going to reject you,” he points out, softly, but you merely side-eye him so he continues, “neither am I joking.”

he pouts and mumbles, “you really have no faith in me.”

you look away once again and fail to see the small smile that makes its way to his face; however, you hear his light footsteps as he approaches you.

he takes a hold of your hand and rubs it gently with his thumb, “I am going to be honest with you,” he notices how you tense up and kisses the back of your hand to calm you down, “I was going to say that I love you too, silly.”

“are you…sure?” you ask softly and gently bumps your foreheads and hums.

“never been more sure in my life,” he admits.

he smiles teasingly, “in fact, my honesty was going to be about how much I do and why; it’s only fair if I ramble about my love for you as well, no?”

NAKAHARA CHUUYA:

“I am going to throw myself off a bridge.”

“oh no, not this again,” tachihara cowers.

“oh it’s this again!” you admit before freaking out, “did you see how good he looked getting off that motorcycle?!”

“how is he so attractive?!” you screech and he shrugs making you pout, “tachihara, cooperate!”

“I don’t see what is attractive about him!”

you take a breath and hear a small ‘what have I done’ from tachihara but start either ways, “first, his voice; holy crap his voice is so hot like yes sir please do talk more, let me listen to you talk about every single type of wine in the industry.”

“second, his eyes, they are so HEHEE! I can barely keep eye contact with him,” you fangirl and continue doing so, “and bro his entire physique honestly! I can’t think of a man that’s better than him in literally ANY category, sorry tachihara.”

he waves you off, but puts out another question, “what about his personality? what makes you so in love with him?”

“well,” you shyly start off, “he is a gentleman, he is nice, respectful, very kind and compassionate, trustworthy and overall an amazing person. I really can’t put it into words.”

“what about his anger issues?”

“oh no, he has every right to get angry at you people; everyone here is insufferable,” you say and tachihara huffs.

“but,” and the sadness in your voice doesn’t go unnoticed by your best friend, “i don’t think he feels the same.”

“why??” he asks, memory flashing back to every single time chuuya came to freak out about something cute you did and how much you fluster him, visibly so.

literally everyone can see it, except you.

“I don’t know; it’s just a feeling,” you murmur sitting down, “I am pretty obvious with my feelings and don’t necessarily hide it that much.”

that as well is true, which leads to only once conclusion that tachihara can think of: you both are undeniably stupid, clueless and are a pain in the ass to everyone around you because of how clueless you both are.

“well it’s a stupid damn feeling alright,” he quips and quickly gets a pack of tissues thrown at him.

however, he quickly recovers and with a smile and teases you, “sooo it’s safe to say that you love chuuya, right?”

“I have said that I love chuuya at least 4 times today; what’s wrong with you?”

you hear the sound of a glass breaking and turn around to see a red-faced chuuya who, for the life of him, can’t look you in the eye right now.

“oh shit,” you mumble and notice tachihara, sneaking out giggling. the bastard.

amidst the wine on the floor, the ticking of the clock and the blowing of the wind, chuuya barely mumbles out a sentence, “i l…v you… too.”

but you, obviously, didn’t hear anything, “what?”

he grumbles and walks closer to you, “i love you too.”

“chuuya, i really can’t hear you,” you say.

“I SAID I LOVE YOU TOO, YOU FREAKING IDIOT!” he yells and crosses his arms.

“jeez okay, no need to yell!” you shout back and he raises an eyebrow before sighing.

his arms wrap around your waist and he presses a kiss to your cheek, “you’re a handful, y’know.”

“already?” you giggle and he nods.

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cookiesandbiscuits · 2 years

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Obey Me! Younger Demon Brothers + Diavolo & Solomon With an MC Who Gives Punches When Surprised

A/N: This is technically part two of the "MC Who Gives Punches When Surprised" headcanon I made a while back. It was only supposed to include Solomon with the younger brothers but with @miss-kiabelle 's request, I decided to add Diavolo to the mix. I won't add Barbatos and the angels to this hc because one: Barbatos lowkey scares me, and two: I can't imagine MC punching the angels, esp. Luke.

I also didn't use the action "punch" to all of the characters below because I was running out of ideas :((

Anyways, I hope you guys find this to your liking.

For those who haven't read the Older Brothers Edition, just click here!

Summary: The title is still self-explanatory

Genre: Crack + Comfort on Beel's part (kind of)

CW: Mention of past trauma/anxiety; might be a little out of context in some parts.

Another Note: MC has Nyctalopia (Night Blindness) in Asmo and Beel's part

MASTERLIST

Satan

You were at the library reading a horror-suspense novel that piqued your interest.

You chose to sit at the most isolated spot in the library so no one would bother you while reading. You regretted it horribly.

As you were finally reading the exciting (read as scary) part, you felt someone touch your shoulder.

As a response to the sudden touch and because you were spooked by the novel, you punched the person to wherever part of their body you can easily hit as a defense mechanism.

After your flight-or-fight response have subsided, you saw Satan crouched on the floor while holding his abdominal area.

You felt fear creeping back to you only this time, it's because the aura around the demon started to become somber.

"A-are you... alright?" You swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat in an attempt to calm yourself down.

"I am..." *cough* "...alright, thank you for asking. I was about to say that we should probably head home because it was getting late but you didn't gave me a chance to speak."

Urk! "S-sorry," you muttered.

To be honest, he was starting to feel a little indignant because of your unsolicited punch to his stomach but when he saw the title of the novel you were reading, he really can't blame you for doing that.

"It's okay. But I advise you to go into a not-so-secluded spot especially when you're going to read something like that." He points to the novel on the table.

You nodded as you promised yourself to follow his advice.

Asmodeus

The House of Lamentation was fairly quiet that night. No bickering, no chaos, just a peaceful evening. And honestly, you were thankful for that.

You were scrolling through your D.D.D. when you saw the time on the screen.

You remembered that Asmo invited you to join him on his self-care routine tonight.

So you got up and made your way to the Avatar of Lust's room.

"Asmo, it's me. I'm coming in, okay?" You spoke after knocking on his door and upon knowing that it was unlocked, you proceeded to open it and let yourself in.

You needed to squint your eyes for you to see where you were going since the room was dark and the scented candles that were lit are the only source of light in the room. Which didn't help a bit to your vision.

As you searched for the fifth born's figure, you spotted a hovering creepy white face beside you.

As a response to suddenly seeing the face, your body automatically defended itself in a form of a slap.

"Oww!"

You gasped as you recognized the voice, "Asmo, is that you?! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"

After explaining your situation to the shocked demon, the misunderstanding was quickly cleared.

As much as he wanted to get mad at you for slapping him, he really can't blame you for having nyctalopia.

He made a mental note to himself to keep the lights on whenever you visited his room.

Beelzebub

You were loitering in the common room since you couldn't go outside because of a storm.

The moment you stood up to go to the bathroom, the lights went out.

You couldn't move an inch to your spot because you can't see that well in the dark. To add to your streak of bad luck, your phone just died.

As the thunder got louder, the more scared you get. Thunders remind you of a not-so-good memory you had.

So you just closed your eyes tight hoping that the minute you open your eyes, the thunderstorm has passed away.

But there was someone behind your back.

When another loud rumble was heard you leaped out in fear, inadvertently hitting the person behind you with your head while doing so.

When the lights came back on, you saw Beel looking at you worriedly, his chin a little redder than usual.

Putting two and two together, you realized that you accidentally headbutted the demon on his chin.

You profusely apologized to the demon, only to be enveloped in a bear hug in return.

"It's okay, MC. I know you didn't mean to do it. I saw you earlier frozen in place, so I came to check out if you're doing okay." (I believe demons have excellent night visions)

He'll bring you back into your room and will stay with you until the storm had subsided.

Belphegor

The student council has an emergency meeting that day so you were the only one left in the House of Lamentation, or so you thought.

Since you've got nothing else to do today, you decided to finish the novel you were reading the other day. (Referring to the novel in Satan's part)

Little did you know, Belphie chose to skip today's meeting to sleep.

But he can't find a comfortable position to sleep in. After countless turning and rolling, he suddenly remembered you, his living body pillow.

With a grumble, he left his pillow haven he called bed to find you.

When he did find you, you were too engrossed in your book that you didn't even notice the seventh born's presence.

The moment he spoke beside you, you were so surprised that you gave him a punch that was enough to knock him out. (Deja vu? 😆)

Well, at least you've helped him with his sleeping problem. Just not the way he wanted tho.

Expect to see him with a bruised face for a few days.

Diavolo

You, Diavolo, Barbatos, and the brothers were at an amusement park in the human world.

You've tried all of the attractions the park can offer except for one. The House of Horrors, the newest attraction of the park.

It was a horror house + escape room attraction, which was something that you loved to visit with your friends.

With the majority's vote, the group decided to visit the said attraction, much to Mammon's chagrin.

A few moments later after entering, you got separated from the group. You love these kinds of attractions but there was a difference when you visited them before than today. You didn't get separated from your group.

Now alone, you felt anxiety slowly creep into your heart. But you've gathered enough courage to go on.

But when you felt a looming presence beside you, all of that courage goes down the drain.

In a panic, you accidentally threw a smack at that person.

"G-ack!"

Wait, that voice. It's familiar.

When you confirmed that it was indeed Lord Diavolo, you felt cold shivers down your spine.

You were lucky Lucifer nor Barbatos were with you at that moment or you'll get a scolding for what you've done.

You let out a sigh of relief after knowing that the demon prince was alright. You were also happy that you now have a companion again.

As you comforted a shaking Mammon after your group finally escaped the horror house, you looked in Diavolo's direction with a slight hint of worry.

Don't worry MC, the incident that happened between the two of you will be kept a secret. (So that you can avoid Lucifer's lecture)

Solomon

(Please refer to Lesson 21-1 for context)

"By the way, MC. I can't help wondering..."

You waited for him to finish his message when he suddenly appeared behind you.

"When will you mention how much you missed me?"

You were surprised to see Solomon out of nowhere. That much he predicted.

What he didn't anticipate was the punch you gave him after his surprise.

It was strong enough to topple him down to the ground.

"Wh- Solomon!" You rushed to help the poor sorcerer get back up.

"MC..."

"Y-yes?"

"Did you perhaps practice martial arts in the past?"

"..."

You nodded slowly to confirm his question.

"Ah... I figured as much. You've got strong punches," he tells as he rubs his jaw.

The two of you teleported back to the Devildom, the brothers quickly rushed over you in disbelief that you were back.

Only after they get over their initial shock that they've noticed Solomon with his slightly red jaw.

"Solomon! What happened to your jaw?!" Asmo frantically questions him as he tilted the sorcerer's face to examine the newly forming bruise.

"Oh, you know. Just a little incident along the way," Solomon replied before glancing in your direction.

You averted your eyes to hide your guilty look. You'll apologize to him later.

And it is done! Hehe this was really fun to write even though I blanked out on some parts. I couldn't make Beel's part funny so I decided to make it a comfort hc instead.

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summercreolefanfictioner · 2 years

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pov: you're a vampire girl who's unrequitedly in love with shuu sakamaki

"I always watched over you from afar because you seemed like my love. I thought you felt the same way, although you were looking somewhere else."

A/N: As part of celebrating Shu's birthday, I decided to finally post this headcanon that I've been having. Btw thanks to @crookedherringcolorclodthe2nd and @whitechocolatemochaasblog for encouraging me to continue this headcanon 'cause this one really sounds like a Wattpad novel lol

you were from a prestigious and reputable vampire noble family and as such, you were always expected to behave a certain way

like you're supposed to sit like this, you should never open your mouth so wide when you're laughing, you should never curse

you know... that sexism sht

it was until when you turned 13 that your parents introduced you to the Sakamaki bros

ofc you were kinda scared of them bcos they're Karlheinz's sons and one wrong move your head will be sent rolling on the ground

but apparently it all turned out well cause all of them treat you as their "onee-san" (esp the triplets and Subaru)

but you are mostly close to Shuu, like you two are practically bestfriends

though you end up having this crush on him bcos he looks exactly like your ideal prince charming from all those fairytale books you've been reading, plus he praises your singing skills

what's more, you could relate to each other bcos both your parents pressure you into becoming their perfect children

one day, Shuu told you that his mom opened the topic of him being in an arranged marriage, w/c kinda made you sad a bit

but then he said "You know, I wouldn't mind if you were my bride. After all, we already know each other. Plus, you're my bestfriend."

hmm you don't know if it's romantic or not

so your friendship continued... well, until they were sent to the human world to learn a thing or two abt mortals

but you two would still send letters to each other sometimes

and after many years, your parents told you they accepted Karlheinz's proposal of engagement between you and Shuu

ofc you were happy bcos you had a crush on him for a long time and you knew that he is willing to undergo this kind of situation as long as the bride was you

so you were sent to the Sakamaki manor to cohabitate with him and learn a thing or two abt his new life, and ofc you also go to school with them

ofc you knew abt Shuu's trauma and past experience, plus the pressure Beatrix had put on him, basically you thought you were the closest person to him

in fact you're the only one who still calls him Ririe

until you saw another side of him, like he makes perverted jokes, he worked as a cashier, he pretends to be asleep so he could prank Yui that he died (y do u do this)

and most of all, it was a shock to you that Shuu was in love with someone else

and with a mortal from the school nonetheless

this made you question yourself like why he's in love with a lowly mortal and not you, but at the same time, you can't blame him bcos the girl was a pretty ball of sunshine and you wanted him to be happy

so you distanced yourself from him, even moved out of the manor and rented an apartment unit near the school so you can stop yourself from falling deeper

and for some reason, things got a bit weird bcos Shuu suddenly showed up in his classes and even managed to get high grades (Reiji doesn't know if he will be relieved by this or not)

and whenever there are partner projects, you push him to choose that mortal girl, but he always picks you bcos you're his friend, he knows you better than anyone etc

you just wish he would stop being so kind so you can mend your broken heart easily

then a dance party at school was announced, something like going in pairs

during PE, you heard that this mortal girl was single, prob broke up with a cheating bf and decided to ask Shuu

and then a few days after that, you heard other girls from class say Shuu already has a date to the party

so you're dreaded going to said party like you can't pretend you don't like him and you're happy for them

the triplets were aware of your distress so Ayato said "If you don't come to the party, then it's like you're letting him get to you."

Laito "If you don't have a date, then we can be your bodyguards, you know? Plus, we have Subaru who will shoo away your pesky suitors."

so the party came and yes, you were guarded by Subaru and the triplets

Shuu was constantly asking you for a dance (woooow this is new) but you were like "Laito wanted me to dance with him" "I'm gonna go eat first." "I don't like the song. Maybe the next one."

like you're constantly pushing Shuu to that mortal girl

you even grabbed poor Kanato who was abt to eat his cake to the dance floor

thank heavens you didn't get murdered

"Why are you dragging me to your unprogressive love life issues?" "Sorry, Kanato-kun. But please, I don't want Ririe to keep pestering me. I want to move on, you know."

Kanato just sighed and when he twirled you around, he suddenly pushed you

ofc you felt someone catch you and judging by the way this person sighed, you knew it was him

oh no

so you and Shuu danced and you were like "Why are you sticking with me? You should ask that girl out. You said you like her, remember? Plus, she's your date, right?"

"She's not my date."

"Eh? So you didn't ask her?"

but before you could ask further, the mortal girl approached you two, telling Shuu how he lied that he doesn't have a date for the party when he's clearly dancing with you

it was a misunderstanding

he was supposed to ask her, not you

so you run off to the hallways to save face, with him following behind you

istg Reiji and the others watched the two of you like a movie scene ("Good grief, these two.")

when Shuu managed to catch up after you, he asked why you left like that and you kept making excuses like you had an emergency situation or you remembered leaving something in your apartment

"Y/N, just stop it. We need to talk."

"We have nothing to talk about, Ririe."

"Yes, we do. You keep avoiding me. What's wrong with you? You used to tell me everything."

and out of frustration and pent-up feelings, you kissed him... then it turned into a full-blown makeout session

but afterward you let him go, your face red and tears flowing from your eyes as you said

"I hope that explains everything that I wanted to say."

and he never saw you after that

you moved out of your apartment, you stopped going to school

he even contacted your parents but they said they don't know where you went

however, you informed them that you were still somewhere in Japan

and yes, you are still willing to go with the engagement (ofc you would bcos you don't want to face Karlheinz's wrath)

Shuu spent his days longing abt you, and it took him weeks before admitting that you were really special to him, even more than that mortal girl

but he wasn't in love with you... at least not yet

after 3 months, the boys were sent out by Karlheinz on a forced vacation in Hokkaido, something about bonding in a hotel with onsen and all that stuff

Subaru locked himself up in his coffin while Reiji proceeded to arrange all the things they've brought to the hotel

the triplets decided to go to an izakaya bar to have fun

and yes Shuu tagged along bcos he didn't want to be alone reminiscing thoughts abt his last moment with you

so when they came into the bar, the triplets suddenly stopped walking, making Shuu bump into Ayato

"Oi Ayato, move it-"

and then he heard that familiar singing voice and when he looked up he saw you on stage singing Tomorrow Never Dies by Sheryl Crow

as you sang the chorus, your gaze met with his and it brought back all the memories you two had from the beginning until you ended it with a kiss

no worries because you managed to choke out the few last lines while staring directly at him

"I see it in your eyes, tomorrow never dies."

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rosie-rosem · 9 months

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hii i really like your writing esp the jake one and i wanted to request a fic w sunghoon (situationship but with a happy ending, angst/fluff) tysm

can't deny it

❥ pairing: sunghoon x reader

❥ genre: situationship, angst, fluff

❥ summary: You had always told yourself that your relationship with sunghoon was just a "situationship" type thing, a causal connection without any strings attached. But seeing him with someone else ignited a pang of something you hadn't expected – something deeper than just a friendship.

❥ warnings: situationship, mention of rejection, grammar mistakes, let me know if I've missed something.

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WC: 750

A/N: hii! tysm, I really appreciate the kind words and support! I'm so glad you're enjoying my work, it makes me really happy !! here's your request, I hope u like. <33

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You paced back and forth in your room, your mind a swirling mix of emotions. Your heart ached as you replayed the scene in your mind – Sunghoon, the guy you had been spending so much time with, laughing and joking with another girl at the cafe. You clenched your fists, your jealousy burning like a fire inside you.

The next day, your phone chimed with a text from Sunghoon. "Hey, wanna hang out later?" he asked casually. You stared at the message, your heart racing. Were you really going to confront him about what you saw? Was that the right thing to do?

You met at the park, the sun casting long shadows as you both sat on a bench. You bit your lip, struggling to find the right words. "Sunghoon, can I ask you something?" He turned to you, raising an eyebrow. "Sure, what's up?"

You hesitated, your words catching in your throat. "I saw you with that girl at the cafe yesterday." Sunghoon's expression shifted, his gaze dropping to the ground. "Oh, that... Look, y/n, it's not what you think." Your frustration boiled over. "Then what is it, Sunghoon? We're not exclusive, I get that, but it still hurt to see you with someone else." you confronted.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "y/n, I thought you understood. We're just in a situationship, you know? I didn't think you'd be this affected."

The weight of his words hit you like a ton of bricks. You had convinced yourself that your connection with him was shallow, that you could keep your feelings in check. But now, the truth was laid bare – you had fallen for him, hard.

Tears welled up in your eyes, your voice trembling. "Is that all I am to you? Just a situationship?" you were genuinely curious.

Sunghoon looked torn, his eyes searching yours. "y/n, I care about you, but I don't think I can give you what you want. I don't want to hurt you." you turned away, your heart shattering. "Fine, then. Maybe it's better if we just stop this... whatever it is."

Days turned into weeks, and you tried your best to move on. You ignored his calls and messages, pushing your feelings down and burying yourself in work and hobbies. But every moment alone, every quiet night, was a painful reminder of the emptiness you felt.

One evening, you got invited to a party, you sat out on the balcony, needing some fresh air, lost in thought, when a knock on the door startled you. Opening it, you found Sunghoon standing there, looking nervous. "y/n, can we talk?" he asked softly.

You crossed your arms, your guard still up. "What do you want, Sunghoon?" He took a deep breath, his eyes searching yours. "I've been thinking... I realized I've been running away from my own feelings. I've been scared, y/n, but I can't deny it anymore. I care about you, more than I thought." he admitted.

Your heart raced as his words hung in the air. "Sunghoon..." you shook your head in disbelief.

He stepped closer, his voice gentle. "I was wrong to push you away. I was scared of ruining our relationship, but I don't want to lose you. Maybe we can give us a real chance?"

Tears filled your eyes, your heart thawing as the weight of his words sank in. you reached out, taking his hand. "I've missed you, Sunghoon. I was hurt, but I also realized I can't ignore my own feelings anymore." you admitted, yourself.

He smiled, a mixture of relief and affection in his eyes. "So, does this mean you're willing to give us a shot?" he smiled.

You nodded, a shy smile forming on your lips. "Yeah, maybe it's time we moved beyond being just a 'situationship'." you chuckled.

As the sun set behind you, you and Sunghoon stood on the balcony, your hands intertwined – two hearts that had been through confusion, finally finding your way to each other.

"I really like you, I can't deny it." he said, wrapping his arms around you. you blushed, "I can say the same thing about you." you looked up to him with pink cheeks and a full heart.

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nuviastarsworld · 5 months

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SWEET HOME S2 EP 2 RANT(S)

Why is Yeong-su the literal 8/9(I low-key forgot his age) SMARTER THAN A FULLY GROWN MAN 😭 MY GOODNESS

“Ms Im is a good monster!” He’s such a optimistic little boy 😭 my son.

And that guy with the reddish brown hair?? He’s such an op. I think his name is Jae-hwan I honestly can’t remember.

WHEN HE CALLED YEONG-SU A DISRESPECTFUL BRAT? I was ready to THROW HANDS UP.

“There’s no such thing as a good monster. They all deserve to die”

Wasn’t it Hyun-su who protected you and did all those things in order to ensure YOUR survival?? Weren’t you one of the main ppl sending him around everywhere 😭❓❓ tf.

And that Slime monster that protected Yeong-su, it seemed everyone forgot abt that 😕 like hello??

Like he was the one that called the Military in the first place BCS OF HIM THATS HOW THIS WHOLE THING STARTED?? BLAME HIM

if he hadn’t called the military, they wouldn’t have come. Hyun-su would’ve had left them, the survivors wouldn’t be stuck w such corrupt ppl that are supposed to “save and protect” them.

It’s all his fault and he gets on my nerves so fucjing much. ESP WHEN HE TRIED TO INJURE JI-SU’S WOUND TO GET HER TO LET GO OF THE GUN?? ARE Y SERIOUS???

And when they get tied up he’s the most scared when they see a monster THIS IS YOUR FAULT TF?? How did no one acknowledge this man’s actions I would’ve kicked him out the first chance omds.

Also the blind monster making an appearance this episode WHEN DID IT GET SO HUGE??? But Anwyays props to that monster for killing that bumass soldier that was abt to put Ms. Im on fire.

Also Ms Im, I didn’t expect her to make her short appearance. Neither did I expect the eyeball monster 😭, but For Ms. Im I hope that’s not all that we see of her this season

Also that hot military man that saved everyone else 😼 gawd damn he fine. Might add him to the masterlist

AND ALSO NOO 😭 WHEN EUN-YU WENT BACK TO GREEN HOME AND SHE SAW HER BROTHER’S GLASSES N MUSIC PLAYER I CRIED A LIL 🥲 I may have a dislike for Eun-hyuk but I hate to see my wife Eun-yu sad 😔

Tbh I honestly don’t think he’d come back. So when Eun-yu said “He’s still alive to me” it stung a little cus something is telling me she’s gonna be heartbroken 😭 or maybe my instincts are wrong and some plot twist bullshit is gonna come and prove me wrong later 🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️🏃🏾‍♀️

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Okay fast forward a bit I’m in that scene where some random ass man comes w them on the bus.

I don’t trust him AT ALL 😭 but it’s a mood how he just came on, sat down and fell asleep after finding out the final destination.

I miss Bom 😕⁉️ where did that little puppy run off too, it’s tearing me apart not knowing the dog’s whereabouts 😭

WOAH HYUN-SU’S ASS CHEEKS WERE A JUMPSCARE 😕😀 can we get a front view pls WHAT? WHAT?

Also why are they pouring blood on his NAKED BODY?? It’s so unsanitary it’s making me sick but I digress cus it’s Hyun-su.

Ngl If I was one of the scientists I wld be pleading 4 Hyun-su’s freedom just cus he’s fine 😕

Also all the booty cheeks I saw…sigh

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“I just…don’t want to hurt anymore” STOP STOP STOP IM FEELING BAD FOR TJE MONSTERS NOW

It started crying and Hyun-su was trying to comfort it THEN THE MILITARY CAME IN AND BURNT IT.

“He’s human. Don’t do this”

I can’t do this anymore ⁉️🙆🏾‍♀️

#kdramas #sweet home season 2 #sweet home kdrama #sweet home rants #sweet home spoilers #sweet home 2 #nuvia’s ted talk #i can’t do this anymore #someone stop the tears from falling #i’m emotional

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goldentlme · 9 months

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what if . what if cassie wasnt there . what if it was me what if i was there instead of her . what if sdhe ignored the call and i went in her place

based off of a silly running joke from when me and the boys played ruin together :3 theyre just posessed staff bots following me around and offering colour commentary and getting way more scared than me . are his horns real ? maybe . fuck around and find out

i made that second pic first so excuse the roxy talky i hadnt designed the sunny talky at that time :3 ruin thoughts under da readmore

first of all . ruin is infinitely better than base game . im serious bro . i only got spooked by a jumpscare Once on my second playthrough to get all the collectibles and the scoop ending . but despite that the Atmosphere and sound design are stellar and Actually anxiety inducing , esp with all the jumpscare and horror game troope fake outs ( the long hallways you think are for chase scenes , big open rooms that look like boss arenas , ominous corners that look like somethings behind them ) fr i cant get ENOUGH !!!!!

and with that said This beast absolutely needed more time in the oven . there were no real game breaking glitches but a couple minor inconveniences ? there was this one really funny point in that second playthrough when me and the boys were discussing game opinions while doing the lil music man puzzle in bonnie bowl and i brought up eclipse and the dca and how i really loved chapter 2 and wished there was more to it and then i fucking die . and instead of getting sent back to the beginning of chapter 7 i am sent Right to the start of chapter 2 and it was genuinely the scariest part of the game . steel wool was literally listening to us . they heard my pleas for dca content and said Here you go . i GUESS . fuck you .

anyways i would have really liked to see more focus put on the animatronics since sb is the first fnaf game that we even really See their personalities , plus the obvious point that the dlc is Wayyy too short and needed more time to do literally anything except for the main plotline which is very linear but really could have done good with a few side quests to explore the other ruined animatronics , since i know we can fix chicas music box even if it doesnt actually do anything . really wuold have liked to take the gang down to parts n service and repair them with recovered items ( speaking of . Howd we even get her voicebox anyways Isnt it inside freddy :raised_eyebrow: )

i have more thoughts but they require brain power and im eepy .

game gets an 8/10 . minus one point bc its too short and i think it should be longer and minus Another point because we Never see eclipse again after chapter 2 and that is a CRIME !!!! LET ME SEE THEM !!!!!!!!!! STEEL WOOL IM GETTING YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

song of the post . because i think its a little funny

#my art #my sona #fnaf ruin #ruin dlc

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schizosupport · 8 days

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Hi!! I dont know where else to go but im suspecting i may be on the schizo spectrum? Or at least just wondering way too hard. And i have no where to look into more trustworthy specifics besides brief nformation about the common disorders (that i dont really think i fit into at all btw but then again im undiagnosed with everything so im forced to rawdog it and come to conclusions on my own) and no where to find information about specific symptoms that can be overlooked as "normal behavior"

I have psychosis and its been like this since 2018, slowly growing, getting more intense i guess especially during a traumatic event that happened a few years ago *really* increased my delusions. Thats the only primary thing i experience i believe, but now looking back i am unsure if i experience some level of hallucinations as well like thinking im seeing flies n such fly around me trying to bother me or bugs crawling near me in the corner of my eye. Though it may be because im sleepy or something as i like to stay up a lot! And maybe because ive dealt with annoying flies one too many times that im just paranoid abt dealing w them now.

this thought has been on my mind for a while (mainly speaking in terms of hallucinations) but recently i saw a post on twitter about someone asking if other people "have intense fear of monsters or the dark" before going into deph about how her brain is constantly afraid of her life will turn into a horror movie. Like "what if a zombie breaks into my house" and her brain imagining scary scenarios that genuinely terrify her when she does anything. And reading that sounds very familar to something ive experienced even to this day, esp if im alone at night or alone n looking into another room thats dimly lit.

I really do understand her fear of closing her eyes n seeing scary scenarios. Ive noticed ive weirdly been seeing stuff too, mainly faces and eyes that i would see when watching analog horror and it *really* terrifies me and makes me think that ive somehow spawned it in real life (esp if i think about it too much)

Sorry if this is too long. I normally do this when im rly stumped abt whatever brain thing i got n no google search can help me. I guess im just lookimg for some insight. Thanks! <3

"Also forgot to clarify that the person is recently discovering/coming to terms with that shes schizospec too so thats why upon reading that im pretty much going "....huh!" Bec this implies this may not be normal (i mean of course not but. Never really bothered to say or think anything about it until now)"

Hi there anon! I'm glad you're reaching out, and I hope I can help you a little on your way!

What you're describing, intense fear of hypothetical scenarios and "closed eye hallucinations" are both things that I can definitely relate to as constants in my life. I don't have enough information from just this ask to say whether your experiences are full blown delusional/psychotic, but regardless, it sounds like it's taking a toll on you, and have been getting worse. It's common for this type of experience to worsen with stress, so it's no wonder it worsened when you were going through something traumatic.

When I first talked to a psychiatrist about some of my beliefs, they wrote something that I later found kind of interesting, that some of my beliefs were like those of a scared child. As if I had never quite learned how to regulate that type of fear and my imagination would get the better of me. I don't know if your experience is anything like that, but from the way you described it, I thought that might be relatable to you.

The line between fear, anxiety and psychosis can be hard to define. One thing I've learned is that most people with "pure anxiety" are not having anxiety about bizarre or paranoid things, but about more mundane matters that have been blown out of proportion. But obviously there's variability. But I remember when I met my partner of now... 9 years ...? I wasn't diagnosed with anything yet, and we were both like "yeah I have anxiety" and thought we knew what the other meant by that. And then they were confused when I was like "yeah I'm anxious that the spirit of the lamp will steal my soul, and that people are putting poisoned coins in public spaces". But like the anxiety was similar, it's just that the things I was anxious about were odd, I guess.

Anyways, I'm rambling, sorry!

About the images you get when you close your eyes, that is most often described as a type of intrusive thought, and I've also heard people call them "closed eye hallucinations". I get icky and scary images like this sometimes, and it can be really distressing.

I hope your symptoms don't get worse, and I hope you can feel at ease knowing that no matter the exact cause or name, you are definitely not alone with having these experiences, and they are common experiences for people on the schizospec and people with some other related difficulties.

And if you find that you relate to the schizospec experience, there's space enough for everyone, and you are welcome here. Even if you don't fit any specific disorders or you conclude that your symptoms are "sub-clinical" or more related to something else, I believe in an open door policy and I think anyone with this type of experience can benefit from spending time in/with the community, and can bring unique insights to the table themselves.

I don't know if I'm making any sense, I'm super tired today, but yeah that's my two cents I guess ^^

Edit: It might give you some insight to look into other symptoms associated with the schizo-spec, like negative symptoms, cognitive symptoms and ipseity disturbances :) I think that will give you a stronger idea of whether you are likely to relate to most of us 🌼

#answers

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moonchildstyles · 2 years

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Hiii omg i was thinking like what if aster Harry when away for a week or a couple of days and came back with like a little bit of a beard and angel of course still thinks he looks handsome but she just misses cuddling up to his clean shaven face and kissing him without it scratching her and he is really excited about it and she doesn’t know how to tell him cause se doesn’t what to hurt his feelings but he kind of notices how se almost hesitates to kiss him sometimes and she isn’t so touchy as usual and he thinks she is mad at him or something that happened while he was away btw LOVE your writing ❤️❤️

Wait this made me so sad omg:(((((( like maybe it’s been a couple of days and y/n loves love loves kissing him but his stubbles just in a weird spot rn where it’s too prickly to feel good on her skin esp when he kisses her face and neck so ofc she wants to kiss him and he looks so handsome like that like he’s just a dream but it’s also just 🥺🥺 not helping her rn so she almost is like okay she’ll wait until maybe it’s grown out a little and isn’t so prickly but that means she’s not as touchy and h picks up on it by the end of the day like she’s barely kissed him and when she was on his lap earlier after he came home she didn’t kiss his face like she usually does instead just laying on his chest and now he’s getting nervous like he was only gone for a few days what could have happened or changed and he’s just getting a little mopey before the next night and she only gives him a little peck goodnight before she’s bundling into his side and baby? And she’s all hmm? Sleepy and he’s just “is everything okay? Are we okay?” And she sits up like ofc we’re okay what do u mean???? And she looks so confused but he can’t help but remember how she like almost flinched when he kissed her cheek and “are you mad at me for going away for a few days? I would have brought u if u didn’t have midterms u know that” and she’s like h no ofc I’m not mad Why would u even think that and he “you’ve barely kissed me since I got home” and her face drops and she’s all quiet when she goes “h…” and that’s when his heart breaks and starts going a hundred miles an hour at the same time bc she never says his name like that she never looks at him like that omg and she’s all “I didn’t know how to tell you I didn’t want to make u sad” and his anxiety is only getting worse bc what the fuck us she about to say to him when she’s looking at him like that and when he doesn’t say anything she just holds his face and “I think u look really really handsome w ur new beard really I mean it!! But h…..it’s scratchy:( it hurts when u kiss me:(“ and h like could have cried from how truces he was hearing that like he hates that he was hurting her w/o knowing but omg she’s not breaking up w him thank GOD and he just wraps her up and oh thank fuck I’ll shave it rn I’m so sorry baby I had no idea fuck u scared me I thought u were so mad at me and he wants to kiss over her neck so bad but he stops himself and just holds her and feels her on him and she still kisses his neck and she feels so bad he can tell w the way she climbs on top of him and holds him just as tight and I’m so sorry h I didn’t mean to scare u I just didn’t want u to feel bad u know I like it;( and it’s just them saying sorry and cuddling in bed being all soft until h takes her w him to the bathroom and he shaves his face before they’re in bed again and he’s making it up to her 🤍

#also thank u for reading🥺#anon #ask #aster inspo #concept

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i have small hope for macden because i feel like sunny writers room brains would go Wouldn’t it be funny if two of the characters who sucked absolute ass and have had terrible times of strain were actually healthier in a romantic relationship than the other people they hang out with… but i also believe they think it’s not as funny as fucking it up sooo bad, if they ever made it canon. this is the plight of A Sunny Loser

yeah i mean again i still think that since they went thru the trouble of bringing back the Cat In The Wall metaphor from Break Up in s15 and having Dennis' arc echo a lot of the same beats as Mac's storylines in HOHC, MFHP, Mac Day, etc. makes me think there's something being set up here... Which isn't even mentioning the more obvious Brokeback refs including Den breaking his fuckin back on a mountain at the very end and caring a little too much about a tattoo on Mac's body that he wouldn't be seein unless he's already seeing/planning on seeing Mac's upper thigh on a regular basis it's.. just... if they don't do shit in s16 i'll be fuckin confused. but i feel like the girls have said that since Foreverrrr so idk! I do agree i think rcg are def scared of botching the storyline cuz again if they didn't care about botching it they would've done something with it already, and they nearly did botch it with DDL.. and I remember while they were writing s15 last year Rob mentioned his desire but how difficult it was to specifically bring a gay man into the writer's room so I feel like part of the feet dragging is coming from a place of good intention since Rob has a whole 'i gotta do right by the gays' thing lmao. but that being said I feel like they have written Mac/Den well already, so they just need to have a little faith in themselves LOL. If they're just afraid of failure the whole time it'll come thru in the writing n it won't be good. They gotta have some confidence in what they're writing and that itself has a lot of pull.

I personally think that they should just go for it because it'd be a way to freshen up the dynamics (esp if they are really gonna keep going for a few more seasons or possibly indefinitely) while still keeping it consistent. A lot of people seem to think that Mac/Den getting together would 'ruin the show' or forsake the formula... But I feel like both the s14/s15 finales had a very 'fuck our original formula' subtext to 'em anyway. And also I personally miss Macden's dynamic being like it was in Manhunters/Frank's Pretty Woman/Dines Out... Eps like that show that just bc MacDen are happy together doesn't make them better people so it'd still fit with Sunny's overall 'this is a show about bad people' motto. And I think it wouldn't be THAT different if they were overtly out and in a relationship cuz they have been written to have romantic subtext n sexual tension right along anyway. It's just been a matter of rcg going back and forth on whether to have the characters themselves realize that and embrace it or not. Cuz we see even in eps like 'Jumper' and 'Big Mo' that rcg have concluded that always just playing it safe and sticking to the formula or "the algorithm" is less satisfying than writing to what feels more satisfying in a story. I believe MFHP was kinda a major turning point for them and also worked as a sorta "dry run" for how a MacDen storyline might play with audiences.

But again, who knows! It seems like they're having fun in the writer's room so far at least, and so we'll have to wait n see what that means for MacDen's stryline if anything when we get there LOLLLL.

#i rlly love this show as a whole so I'm not basing my desire to watch off of this one storyline #but it IS a storyline ive come to rlly care abt cuz it resonates w me #again i didnt come to Sunny for macden like that wasn't even one of my expectations for watching the show #but once i saw it i rlly cared n so i do want em to handle it carefully n do it right #and macden has a strong foundation so i believe they can do the storyline well #im not even talking abt like rcg have to do it well 'for gay rights' or whatever the fuck thats not what im worried abt tbh LOL #im just ... i want em to do right by the characters n their relationship cuz i just CARE abt the bastards #again we'll just hav to wait n seeeeee #macden

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bigkpopstan · 2 years

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also let me be really honest with u!

its true that latinos that live in their mother countrys are very harsh on kids who are born on north america but have hispanic background, but we have so many vAliD reasons to be like this

bc these kids are normally more focused on "looking the part" that forget one fact: we are more than an aesthetic

theres lenguaje, culture, food, history but they are often ignored and people end up "claiming" their hispanic side but can't even talk to their cousins 🥴

we are never going to deny ur identity, we even encourage you to connect with it in every aspect possible but the first step is to understand this is more than looks

also don't be scared of not liking etnich food, there are things that are just not of ur taste lol but as long ur are trying authentic food is probably going to be bomb 🤚🏼

💌 anon

i definitely get that! like I say I’m proud to be Hispanic but I also…don’t ? feel Hispanic enough. it’s like I feel left out where I see other Hispanic people talking about experiences and stuff that they learned actually being brought up in their culture and stuff and I’m always there like “I should understand and get what they’re talking about” but I don’t. or like !! my only year irl in high school I was in a room granted I was new but I’m definitely obviously mixed when it comes to my looks but two other Hispanic kids mentioned that they were “the only ones” in the room. which yeah I know you don’t know me but ! idk it unnecessarily made me feel bad lmao. I want to try it so bad !! i just don’t know where or what to get bc I already have a thing where I know what I’m going to like and not like without even trying it so there are something’s that I don’t wanna try bc I don’t think I’ll like it but other things 👀

I grew up on a very, ethnically/culturally diverse area in my state so most of the other people in my state, that are Hispanic that I have met personally are all like what are the ways to describe this shit brain fart…like they were like first gen kids? like the guy that I was talking about in tags that I knew was born in Mexico and went back every summer. idk I’ve never met any other person from different cultures n stuff like that in my area that didn’t speak their other language but that is very interesting I can see that. that’s the thing I personally don’t really care much about the looking-I already am very physically, but I want to know like the history and I want to know more about my culture and I want it to be a big part of my life like it should’ve been. everyone I know or meet also think it’d benefit me esp with how I am very like-conscious about not being Hispanic enough.

#💌 anon #it’s just hard doing it all alone #or the fact that-like she didn’t have to #but that my mom didn’t even try-? to do anything for me #to grow up knowing about that part of my culture but #i get it’s hard for her bc she probably knows as much as I did before #Spanish classes and being able to educate myself on the internet and stuff #but I guess the fee #few * stories I’ve seen of parents adopting kids #from other cultures trying more than my mom did #even tho she has two Hispanic kids #like two mixed kids #I’m pretty sure my sister is also Hispanic #…idk we have different dads #but I am sure ? i think? i think it’d be weird to ask now tbh 💀#also-can’t talk to their cousins me #kidding kind of #they’re all bilingual 😐 I am not #even if I started hanging out with my cousins more I don’t want to be #one the left out one bc like we’re all young adults now #but then also having to go ‘what does that mean’ if they switch languages mid conversation

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hugheshugs · 2 years

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Can you do prompts 12 and 13 with Luke Hughes please?

hihi, here it is !! personally, i feel like lukes an awkward little bean so it was so weird for me to write this, esp bc it was my first time writing for him so i just HAD to include his brothers. sorry if its not what u were expecting but i tried my best, i swear <3

warnings: mentions of cuts (not sh) and hospitals.

"i just need you."

"call me right fucking now."

you were at the hughes household preparing lunch for yourself and the boys when it happened. you don't know what you were thinking as you were cutting the meat, but you accidentally sliced your finger open.

the cut was deep, and you were in a state of shock so you didn't feel it at first. jack was coming over to the kitchen to get a cup of water when the pain hit you.

"hey, y/n. what's up?" he asked while filling his cup.

you opened your mouth to speak but you couldn't get anything out. it was when jack turned to you, confused as to why you didn't reply, that he found out something was wrong.

"holy shit! y/n, what the fuck happened?" he rushed over, grabbing your bloody hand and staring at you for an answer.

"i-i don't know," you replied, silent tears streaming down your face.

"we've gotta get you to the hospital."

"we're going to have to give you stitches—"

"no," you shook your head instantly.

"y/n—"

"i d-don't want stitches, quinn. where's luke?"

jack stormed into the room, phone pressed against his ear. "call me right fucking now, luke."

on the ride to the hospital, you found out your boyfriend had gone out to do something. he wasn't answering any calls and jack was getting extremely frustrated. he hung up on what you assumed was luke's voicemail very aggressively and you would have laughed if you weren't so scared. who still checked their voicemail box?

"ms. y/l/n, the stitches are necessary. the cut's very deep and it may get infected," the nurse told you.

you shook your head, bottom lip wobbling. "n-no, i won't get them. please, i don't— i don't want them, i'll be fine."

then your phone rang. it was with quinn, who looked at it and noticed it was his brother before accepting the call and handing the phone to you in your free hand.

"baby, what happened? what's wrong, are you okay?"

"i just need you," you replied in tears.

"okay, don't worry. i'm not too far away, i'll be there soon."

after the call ended, you pleaded with the nurse to wait a little bit longer. she agreed and the two brothers took a seat on the uncomfortable chairs while waiting for their immature younger brother to arrive.

they were both upset because it had taken luke almost an hour to call back and they knew you wanted his comfort. you were sitting in the hospital bed crying while waiting, and they scowled at him when he bursted through the door and rushed over to your side.

"hey, baby. what happened, are you okay?"

luke wrapped you into his arms as best as he could. it was a bit awkward due to his height and your seat on the bed but you couldn't care less.

"i need t-to get stitches," you informed, sniffling.

"why, how did this happen?"

"i cut myself while cooking."

"you should have been paying more attention—"

"luke!"

he whipped around to turn to the brother that yelled at him. "what?"

"you're not supposed to say that, oh my god," jack tugged at his face, in awe of his younger brother.

"have we not taught you anything?" quinn asked, rolling his eyes.

"well, get out of the fucking room and maybe i'll be of more help, thank you very much."

they both scoffed but walked out, leaving you two alone as you waited for the nurse to come back. you scooted over a bit to let luke take a seat beside you. he wrapped his arm around you and you rested your head on his shoulder.

"i'm sorry i wasn't there," he apologized softly, rubbing circles over your skin.

"it's okay, i don't know what i was doing. i'm just really s-scared, i don't want stitches lukey. they're going to hurt."

"baby, i promise it won't hurt as much as you think it will. i'll be by your side the whole time and everything'll be okay," he reassured, kissing the top of your head.

"let's wipe those tears away," he added, using his fingers to dry the wetness on your face. "there we go, that's the pretty girl i love."

the nurse walked in and he squeezed your arm, letting you know everything would be okay. in the end, it really wasn't as bad as you thought it'd be. when you got home, he smothered you with affection and gave you all the cuddles you wanted.

#luke hughes #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes x reader #umich hockey imagine #luke hughes blurb #nhl blurb #hockey blurbs #saturday under 1k #riri's blurbs

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bellesowl · 3 years

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head over heels

- multiple characters

⤷ kuroo, iwaizumi, atsumu, sakusa

genre: fluff!! ; established relationship

synopsis: in which they realize how head over heels they are for you

word count: 1.4k total :))

warnings: very very slight manga spoilers in iwa’s, i kinda curse a little

- a/n: hi! this is very very late for valentines but i wanted to post it anyways! also, this is very cheesy but when is anything i write not cheesy anyways? & please, i literally write for the same four people BYEE. oh & thank u @omisluvr for beta-ing this ily mwah

- kuroo tetsurou

he falls for your quick wit & intelligence

we all know that kuroo is known for his wit and for being a big, big nerd LMAOAKJSC

i think he would appreciate a s/o who’s on his level academically & could compete with him, esp cause he’s so competitive

and we know how quick with his words this man is- it’s probably one of the reasons tsukishima actually listens to this mf tbh

i feel like he would want a s/o who could bite back and put him in his place every once in a while

probably finds it super hot

“tetsurou!” you yell, glaring at him.

he raises his hands in alarm, amusement and mischief swimming in his eyes. he had embarrassed you in front of the whole class, immediately correcting you when you claimed that the reaction on the board was an endothermic reaction when in reality, it was an exothermic reaction. sure, he was right, but he didn’t have to point it out like that!

“what?” he questions, “it’s not my fault you lacked docosapentaenoic acid when you were a child.” he finishes with a smug smirk on his face.

the scowl on your face morphs into a smirk at his words and his own falls at your face. “i think you mean docosahexaenoic acid, oh wise one?” you ask, sarcasm dripping from your tone.

he recovers quickly, yelling about how easy it is to mistake the two. at your laugh, he realizes just how lucky he and whipped he is for you because this? he wouldn’t trade this for the world.

- iwaizumi hajime

he falls for your independence

lord knows that having to deal with oikawa practically all his life + the seijoh third years, my man would not be able to deal with a s/o who is super dependent on him

sure, he finds it cute when you’re being clingy & want a hug or a kiss but someone who constantly insecure or is just overall emotionally dependent on him - i feel like it would be a slight turnoff

now, if you feel insecure, tell him because he would also def appreciate your honesty and that wouldn’t necessarily be seen as a problem

it becomes a problem when you push all your problems onto him and expect him to fix it

but a s/o who can work out their problems on their own but still comes to him for advice and support?

yeah, he’s def in love

you hear a knock on your door and quickly move to open it, hoping it’s who you think it is.

“hey love,” hajime sighs as you usher him into your home, “i’m so sorry i’ve been so busy lately, with volleyball and all the extra applications to be able to move to the states, it’s been a lot.”

you nod, understanding written on your face. “don’t worry about it babe, i get it! do you need any help with anything?”

he shakes his head, instead choosing to wrap his arms around you, nuzzling his nose in your hair and breathing in your intoxicating scent. “being with you is enough. i really am sorry though, did you need anything?”

you shift slightly, guiding him over to the couch and cuddling up to him there, “all i need is this, hajime.”

he kisses the top of your head and while you both talk about everything and nothing, and it hits him that this is it. you’re it for him - because when he’s with you, he feels like he’s home.

- miya atsumu

he falls for your unrelenting support

i think we all know that atsumu was left out a lot as a kid & i think that one of his biggest fears is that his loving s/o secretly prefers his brother like everyone else

so he probably tries to scare you off by showing his ugly side first- like constantly arguing with you or canceling dates in favor of an extra hour or two of volleyball practice- and you stay?

he realizes that no matter what, you won’t leave him

“oi! what are ya still doin’ here, slug?” osamu yells, walking into the gym.

“what do ya think? havin’ a tea party?” atsumu quips back, annoyed that his brother interrupted his practice.

osamu grabs a ball by his feet and chucks it at his brother. “do ya even know what time it is?” at atsumu’s look of confusion he decides that you’re too good for his idiot brother. “it’s already past 8, you’re late for yer movie date with y/n.”

atsumu’s eyes widen and osamu rolls his eyes at his brother’s frantic form, trying to clean up and get out of there as quickly as he can. “just go, i’ll stay to clean up.” osamu sighs, “but you owe me onigiri for a week!”

back at your house, you’re sitting on the couch, patiently waiting for your boyfriend- who’s late, again. you jump at the frantic knocks at your front door and you open it to a very sweaty, very disheveled atsumu.

“shit sorry babe! i left my phone on the bleachers and lost track of time but-” you cut him off with a kiss. his eyes widen before fluttering shut.

“go shower, tsumu- you stink!” you laugh at his scowl “we can probably still get a couple movies in before my parents get back home.”

he nods, “i really am sorry babe. i didn’t mean to come late, i just got so caught up in my serves and sets and i-”

“it’s fine love, you have to practice to get better, i understand. i would never tell you to skip out on something so important to you when you make sure to come see me in the end anyway.” you interrupt him, “and besides, i love to brag about how my boyfriend is one of the best setters in the nation” you add with a wink.

he gives you a peck on the cheek before heading towards your bathroom, thinking about how lucky he is to have you by his side. he decides that this will be the last time he’s late because god forbid he does something to ruin something as precious as this.

- sakusa kiyoomi

he falls for your respectful and understanding attitude

my poor baby

probably had to deal with getting so much shit for his germophobic preferences

so when you guys started dating he def asked you to respect his boundaries

and when you did without questioning him?? or making fun of him??

he was shocked because even his own cousin would have something to say about his proclivity for extreme cleanliness

you walk into the huge stadium, eyes searching for a mop of black hair, slightly terrified of getting lost. out of the corner of your eye, you see a flash of neon green & yellow.

“komori!” you yell, hoping he could hear you over the excited chatter all around. you see him whip his head around, trying to find the source of the sound. you yell a couple more times, jumping up and down like a lunatic. he finally spots you and smiles, walking over.

“oh, hey! are you here for kiyoomi?” he asks with a mischievous glint in his eyes, already leading you over to where your boyfriend is, “but i have no clue why you would look for him in the middle of the floor. don’t you know your boyfriend by now?”

you slap him lightly on the arm but excuse yourself when you see your boyfriend hiding in the corner with the most hateful glare on his face. as you walk away and towards him, you notice komori walking over to a tall, dark-haired boy. that must be the setter omi was telling me about, you think. you brush it off, deciding you’d bring it up another time and you tap your boyfriend lightly. the glare he gives you almost makes you want to drop dead right there but you notice how his eyes soften and his overall demeanor brightens.

he pulls you towards him, surprising you and everyone watching, and mumbles into your ear, “i thought you had a tutoring session?”

you pull back slightly and notice how he leans down, practically asking for a kiss. you peck his cheek before giggling, “i wanted it to be a surprise! are you surprised? did you miss me?”

he rolls his eyes before pulling down his mask and kissing you properly. “yes and ... yes” he answers, a light blush apparent on his cheeks.

“awwww! you have a crush on me!!! no, you looove me!! that’s so embarrassing!!” you laugh and he shakes his head but silently agrees because yeah, if the permanent butterflies and erratic heartbeat are any indications, he does love you. and he doesn’t plan on stopping for the rest of your lives.

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rainieclown · 3 years

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DEADLY OBSESSION

michael myers x reader - chapter 3: blood pill

when you're in your room, you feel tired and lonely. it's been a long afternoon with doctors running around to find a new carer for you while miss burnham went home to recover. most of all, you were terrified that michael was being treated unfairly. there were sick rumours of doctor loomis mistreating patients, but you'd have to wait and see.

tags: angst, morning sickness, pregnancy/pregnancy tests

warnings: forced abortion, vomiting, angst, crying, yandere themes

huge trigger warning for (forced) abortions this chapter, i want to go into how patients are treated by the hospital as this is set in the 1980's and people in mental hospitals were treated cruelly around that time (esp in the halloween franchise) if you can't read this chapter, that's completely fine! i hope you're doing well, drink plenty of water and eat three meals - rin <3

michael had been gone for 4 weeks now, and you felt terrified. when you woke up this morning, you started vomiting and found that you can't move too quickly as you'll grow nauseous. miss burnham had visited, and was on crutches, only to be sent home by the administrator of the hospital. you felt lonely, they still hadn't found a free nurse as the hospital was pretty full, causing most of the staff to be overworked and unable to fit you on a schedule. so, doctor addison took you in on his more light schedule, he was simply researching cotard syndrome, and had three patients under his care for therapy and interviews about how they felt and how they became the way they are today. so, when you got up, after checking michael's room for any sign of him, you headed to the rec room where one of doctor addison's patients sat. they were talking, and the poor girl was truly convinced she was a vampire, referring to herself as "the mistress of the dark." you believed her name was thelma, but you weren't sure as she was never interested in talking to you and you just left her be. "thank you for your time, miss howcroft. i shall leave you to your undead activities." doctor addison bows his head before heading over to you.

"good morning, y/n. you look a little rough." the doctor greets, and you huff. "mhm. i feel sick, just spent 5 minutes throwing up." you sigh, and doctor addison hums, beginning to scribble down notes on a new page. "tell me your symptoms?" he suggests, and you hum. "nauseous, just feeling generally ill. i feel like i'm going to throw up." you tell him, and he hums, writing down the information you gave him. "morning sickness?" he suggests, looking up at you. "pfft, yeah maybe." you sigh, grabbing a cup to fill up with water. "is there any chance you could be pregnant?" he asks, and you choke on your drink. growing flustered, you stammer slightly, looking away from the man. "i'm guessing so from what i witnessed." he teases, nudging your side. "shut up..! i'm not pregnant." you huff, glancing at your stomach. "you could be, i'll get a test for you." he says, leaving the room.

you sigh, looking over at thelma who was staring at you. she makes a small noise as she realises she's been caught gawking, and you furrow your brows as she slinks away out of the room. you had noticed her wandering around curiously, sometimes spending her time with a burn victim. they seemed to get on pretty well, and you and doctor addison made a bet that they were secretly dating. when doctor addison returns, he hands you a thin box. "take this, and tell me the results asap." he smiles, pushing the box into your hands. "fine.. but i don't think i'm pregnant as morning sickness normally happens before this time." you note, but doctor addison corrects you. "no, morning sickness starts around the 4th to 6th week of pregnancy." he smiles, and you roll your eyes as you walk into the bathroom.

your heart dropped when you saw the results. you were pregnant. terrified of how the doctors would react, how miss burnham would react, but most importantly.. how would michael take it? would he be happy or would he ditch you? "fuck.." you whimper, tears streaking down your face. a few gentle knocks sound through the bathroom and you flinch. "y/n? are you done?" doctor addison calls through the door, and you whine as you open it up for him. "so..?" he asks softly, and you hand him the stick. "oh my... congratulations!" he smiles brightly, pulling you into a hug. you cry into his coat, and addison's smile drops as he rubs your back. "how will everyone react?" you whimper, and the blonde man sighs. "that i can't say, but we have to tell the board of your pregnancy. i'll leave it to you to tell mr. myers. come on, i'll take you to solitary to see him." he says, his british accent gentle and soothing. "thank you.. i'm scared but- i have to tell him at least." you sniffle, letting him lead you out of the room.

you've never been to solitary, as you normally stayed in your room or stowed away in the corner of the room. so seeing all the patients locked away and seemingly bored or distressed scared you. "is he okay?" you ask softly, and doctor addison shrugs. "i'm not sure.." he says softly, glancing at one of the more erratic patients in his cell. all of them were sound proof, inside and out, and were dark and cramped. "oh god.." you mumble, grabbing the doctors arm tightly for protection as you rest a hand over your stomach without realising. you get to michael's cell, and you see doctor loomis sat with him. michael spots you immediately, and his eyes brighten a little. you give him a small wave, upset at the bruises on his face and neck, desperate to get in there and hold him tightly. doctor addison gets his master key and unlocks a small panel on the door. "doctor loomis, i need to borrow mr myers." he says firmly as the older doctor turns. "ah, doctor addison. what a surprise." he grins, standing from his chair and turning his back to michael. "i'm just about done here. keep a close eye on him, he's deemed dangerous." doctor loomis says as he steps out.

you slip past the doctors and latch onto michael tightly, wrapping your arms around his neck, forgetting about his bruises. he doesn't seem to care as his shackled hands find your hips, holding you closer. "i've missed you.." you mumble, moving away to cup his face in your hands. "me too. are you alright?" he rasps, voice rough from lack of use. you nod slightly, leaning your forehead against his as you gently brush his hair with your fingers. "how peculiar. i've never seen anyone get a positive reaction out of him." doctor loomis notes, and addison hums. "they have a special bond, but we need to let them have a private conversation as i tell the board the situation." he says, closing the door to speak to loomis privately as well.

"are you alright?" you ask, still resting one of your hands on his cheek. "mhm. i'm fine." he replies, nuzzling into your neck as he pulls you fully onto his lap. the two of you sit in a comfortable silence as you curl into his chest. "how long until you get out?" you ask after a while, and michael hums. "soon." he responds, kissing the top of your head. "can i tell you something..?" you continue, voice quiet. "of course." he says, tilting your chin with his finger so you would look at him. "i'm pregnant.." you announce, averting your gaze from his. michael smiles, the thought of you swelling with his child was so hot to him, a true marking, but the thought of having a kid annoyed him. he doesn't like kids... but he'd make an exception for you. "michael..?" you mumble, tears welling in your eyes.

"don't worry, i'm happy." he smiles, nuzzling his nose against yours. you smile, kissing him softly. "thank you for not turning me away.." you sigh happily and michael rolls his eyes. "i would never. you're mine now, forever." he mumbles, resting his large hand on your stomach. you feel warm inside, and despite being terrified of the teen pregnancy, you felt happy that you weren't in this alone. the door opens abruptly, and you jump. "y/n, please come with me so we can talk." doctor loomis crosses his arms and you feel unsafe as you shuffle closer to michael. "talk to me here.." you say quietly, not willing to leave michael again, and he clearly feels the same way as he holds you tighter- this time being careful of your stomach. "fine. i'm assuming you've told him of your predicament." doctor loomis adjusts his glasses before continuing. "the board just won't allow a pregnancy between two patients, let alone between two 17 year olds." he continues as doctor addison looks away. "i'm sorry, but we're going to have to perform an abortion." the blonde sighs from where he stood. "what?! no!" you protest, draping your arms around your stomach protectively. "don't worry, y/n. it'll be over before you know it." doctor loomis smiles.

michael moves to stand, putting you down carefully and moving in front of you. "don't touch them." he says, voice rough as he speaks up. "i'm afraid you have no say in the matters, myers. hand them over." loomis says, folding his arms. "no." he furrows his brows, feeling you clutch the back of his shirt as you nuzzle into his back. "myers, this is crucial. let me take y/n to my operation room." loomis says sternly, taking a step closer. "over my dead body." he growls, and loomis simply smiles again. "we'll dig one hole." he shoots back, grabbing michael's wrist and stabbing a syringe into his vein. michael feels himself growing weaker slowly, but his urge to protect you- to protect his baby- is too much. tugging on his shackles, he tries to lunge for the doctor, but alas, he slumps to his knees as you gasp, moving to help him.

"now then, y/n. come with me please." loomis smiles at you, taking your arm into his hand to pull you from michael. "no! michael, help!" you yelp, trying to struggle. "enough, doctor loomis! you can't hold my patient like that." addison steps up, trying to pull you from the older doctor. "now now, addison. you don't want to get in trouble for stopping the process now, would you?" loomis teases, and you feel dizzy at how fast the doctor had pulled you. michael tries to grab you again, but he collapses fully onto the floor, unable to help you as you cry. eventually, a needle pricks your neck and you cry in pain before growing dizzy. "michael..!" you whimper as your world goes dark.

when you awaken, you're lay in your bed, snugly wrapped up in your blankets but something's wrong. you feel... empty. you can just tell that your baby was gone, and you start to sob. you cry for hours, feeling no motivation to get up to dry your tears or get some water for your dry throat. you just cry, clutching your stomach as you roll onto your side. your baby wasn't even a month into development, and they had stripped you of them. you barely got to experience pregnancy with michael, barely got to feel like a parent. your door clicks open, and you don't even react as you sob into your pillow. "y/n." a gruff voice starts, and you finally turn. michael moves over to your bed, and you scramble to hug him tightly. "they- they..!" you wail, and michael sighs as he holds you close to his chest.

michael didn't feel anything, but the sight of you mourning made him feel sick. he wanted revenge on the facility for making you feel like this, wanted to murder anyone who hurt you. "my baby..!" you cry, still clutching your tummy as he holds you. michael kisses your head softly, rubbing your belly for you. "it's okay. they won't get away with this. i'll make sure of it." he grumbles, a tinge of anger in his voice. "they killed my baby.." you whimper, hands coming up to grasp onto michael instead, his presence comforted you as you guessed he was feeling the same way. "it's alright.. i'll make sure they never hurt you again." michael states, laying down with you carefully as you settle with him, letting you cry yourself to sleep into his chest.

time passes, and doctor addison grants michael access to stay in your room whilst you mourn. he feels rage boiling his blood as he has to force you to eat, to drink, to shower, to take medication, to take care of yourself at all. they made you like this, and he was going to make them pay for every ounce of distress that filled your mind. currently, you were fast asleep against his chest, mumbling something incoherent in your sleep. michael can't sleep, and he doesn't mind staying awake until you feel better even if it kills him. you were his top priority, his obsession. he loved you deeply, and cared about what happened to you.

they had destroyed all progress you had made, you couldn't even get out of bed to go to therapy. michael gives you a small kiss on your forehead as you shuffle in your sleep slightly, your hands clutching his shirt tightly. tears are slipping from your closed eyes as you sleep, and michael gently rubs them away, leaning in again to kiss you softly. you relax slightly, but when he pulls away you whimper. "my baby..!" you cry despite being asleep. michael lets out a small breath as he rubs your back, fluttering soft kisses over your face so that you would settle again. "michael..?" you mumble, and he hums softly. "it's okay, i'm here." he says back, unsure if you're still sleeping or not.

you doze off again, content in your dream, still grasping his shirt tightly to keep him close. michael checks the time behind him, it was 3:41 am, time was going so slow. michael's throat was dry, and he can't fight the urge to go get water. slowly, he slips from your grip and gets up, unknown to the fact that despite unconscious you knew he left. as he gets a drink from the tap in the bathroom, you cry softly, curling in on yourself. your cries grow distressed as you lurch up, wide awake. "mike!" you yelp, hands trembling as you search for him. the other patient steps from the bathroom quickly, stalking over to grab you tightly. you settle with your head on his chest as he bundles you up into his arms. "it's okay.." he mumbles as your tears wet his shirt. "why did they do this to me..?" you cry, looping your arms under his to pull him closer. "because they don't care about anyone in this hospital." michael's reply is sour, and he moves back to the bed with you.

you sniffle as he lays you down, and you make grabby hands at him. chuckling, michael joins you and wraps you both up in the covers. "thank you for being here.." you mumble, nuzzling into his chest as you wrap your arms around his middle. "mhm, i love you." he smiles, kissing your head softly. "i.. i love you too." you reply softly, smiling brightly. after a few moments of silence, michael assumes you've fallen asleep but your small voice mumbles his name. "hm?" he looks down at you. "if we get the chance, would you like to have kids?" you ask softly, and michael is slightly taken aback. "in here or when we get out?" he questions back and you shrug. "either." you mumble, and michael thinks. "absolutely. i'll do anything for you." he says softly, "besides, the thought of you being full of my kids is hot as fuck." he adds teasingly, enjoying how you fluster. "thank you.." you mumble to the first part as he gives you a soft kiss.

michael pulls your leg over his hips and you hum, happily shuffling closer to him. "you're so cute.." michael whispers as you settle on him. "stop." you whine, hiding your smile. "mm, no." he teases, lifting your head to give you a soft kiss. three soft knocks interrupt your moment, and you sit up. "it's almost 4 am, who..?" you trail off as michael gets up, gesturing for you to stay put. slowly, michael peels the door open and is surprised to see doctor addison standing there. "may i come in?" he asks softly, and michael looks back to you. you seem uncomfortable, yet nod, so michael lets him in. "i just want to apologise.. i shouldn't of told them, i just... my research means anything to me and if i slip up it will mean nothing." he explains, and michael hides you protectively behind him.

you sniffle slightly, leaning against michael's shoulder. "however, if anything were to reoccur... i promise i won't tell as long as i can keep doing my research." he says, placing another pregnancy test on your bedside table. you eye it curiously, and despite feeling a lot of pain you know it's always possible to try again. "thank you.." you mumble, circling your arms fully around michael as he continues to watch the doctor's every move. "i hope you can find it in you to forgive me, y/n.. i think miss burnham is coming back soon so hopefully you both can do art therapy again." he smiles, leaving the room after bidding farewell.

michael grabs the test, offering it to you. "what do you think?" he asks softly, and you take the box from him. "i might still need some time, but i will happily try again." you smile, and michael smiles back.

#content warning #cw abortion #tw abortion #michael myers #michael myers x reader #halloween resurrection

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hansolmates · 3 years

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shiver | 09

banner by the lovely @dnrequests

summary; jungkook changed since he moved out of his small town church community and attended college. when he returns for a christmas mass, you suddenly crave a taste of his fun and carefree life. in exchange, jungkook craves a taste of you pairing; bad boy!jungkook x church girl!reader genre/warnings; childhood friends to lovers, coercion, brief childhood friends to enemies, fwb!au, catholic guilt, jungkook is a meanie who eventually turns into a soft tsundere, bicuriosity, sexual exploration, virgin!oc, eventual smut—in this installment, I KNOW it does not take 2 hours to reach level 9 blond esp on asian hair, hair aficionados pls don’t sue me w/c; 879 a/n; last installment before everything comes into place! this pairing is just so delightfully awkward and mildly uncomfortable sometimes, sometimes i try to imagine this pairing in their childhood bumbling around and it still reflects in their adulthood. next part will be tomorrow, and it will be 😳 enjoy! [shiver masterpost]

“They keep saying that there’s this grand plan in the world, and we’re all just itty-bitty fragments of it.” You kick petulantly at the snow that hasn’t been shoveled yet, “small, minor, and insignificant.”

“What do you mean,” Jungkook mumbles, his words warm and grey with frost when he exhales in the cold day.

“I mean that we’re servants to this grand plan,” you say plainly, as if defeated, “and I’m trying to wrap my head around why that doesn’t seem so appealing now.”

Jungkook never realized how smart you really are. Sure, his parents have told him stories about how you would be able to crunch numbers and create full potluck dinners in a matter of hours, or how you would be able to stop the loudest of babies in the cry room with your softest blanket and a bedtime story.

You’ve always been questioning, moreto yourself than anything. Jungkook always wondered where the energy went, the hours upon hours of dedication to the deity. Where does this spent exhaustion lead to, is he building up credit to save himself or to serve?

Your presence is muted, but strong. Your white puffy jacket helps you meld between the snowflakes, your face barely popping out with your scarf wrapped tightly around your neck. The beanie you’re wearing has an oversized white pom-pom, bouncing like a cotton-tailed rabbit as you walk down the street.

“Yeah, that scared me a lot,” Jungkook doesn’t know how to add anything articulate, so he settles for being honest, “when I first came to school here, I kinda went wild.”

“Kinda?”

“Okay, majorly,” Jungkook sulks, kicking a random stone on the pavement, “fucked around, painted on the walls, did drugs.”

“You still do those things.”

“Only fucking around with you, like I promised,” Jungkook replies pointedly, “and now I only paint on walls I’m paid to do. And I stopped trying drugs after Easter of freshman year.”

“Oddly specific,” you put a finger on your lips, “have you ever tried acid?”

He guaffs, “Do you even know what acid’s like?”

“Sounds bad. I mean it’s literally called acid.”

The two of you stop at an intersection. There’s a bunch of stores on both ends of the street. The roads seem to narrow, and you move away from Jungkook and jab your finger in a vague direction, “I have to do something over there,” you say.

Jungkook raises an eyebrow, “Okay. I’ll wait for you,” he gestures to the bags in his hands. Secondhand textbooks that the two of you went to pick up together. You didn’t plan to meet prior, however happenstance had you two meeting eyes in the corner of the tiny rental store.

“You don’t have to, we didn’t come together anyway.”

“You’re being secretive,” Jungkook peeks over to the inconspicuous street, unsure of what you’re planning to do. “Are you going to do something impulsive?”

“Maybe.”

“Okay,” he shrugs, “I’ll go do something impulsive too. Meet you here in two hours?”

You make a face as Jungkook whips the other way, carrying your bags over his shoulder as he crosses the street. A funny guy, you think, as you walk to your intended way. Getting to know Jeon Jungkook as an adult is a whole different ball game.

Maybe him breaking your heart all those weeks ago was a good thing. A reset. You’re able to see Jungkook for more than the childhood love you held near and dear to your heart. Although that part of yourself might never disappear because first loves are flawed to be unforgettable, it’s nice to constantly be surprised by Jungkook’s mannerisms as a young man.

When you finally find the shop you enter as quietly as possible, minding the concentration that steeps the room.

“Jamais Vu Tattoo, can I help you?” you can’t help but smile at the receptionist for unintentionally making a half-rhyme.

“Hi, I have an appointment with Yoongi?”

“Your hair!”

“You like it?”

Feeling grabby, you get on your tippy toes to admire the freshly dyed locks. Your fingers weave between the white-gold strands, amazed at the fact it only took two hours for it to lift. The toner didn’t pull all the brassiness, however you quite like the dark roots, making him look a little more rugged. You didn’t know that this type of color could be possible in such little time, but then again Jungkook never ceases to surprise you.

“Your hair’s still a little crunchy,” you muse, feeling a bit of crispy ends despite the trim he also received.

Jungkook frowns, “It’ll be fine.”

“I have a hair mask at home, swing by so you can borrow it.”

“Don’t need a hair mask,” he grumbles, “I have my own.”

You giggle, scrunching your nose and hiding your nose in your scarf. One thing you used to admire about Jungkook is his attention to cleanliness. In high school, most boys were gross and wouldn’t bother to care for the little things—laundry, a skincare routine, a work ethic. Jungkook makes sure his hair is kempt and his skin clear.

“It’s cute,” you declare, “and pretty."

“I dyed my hair blond because it’s sexy, not cute,” Jungkook scrunches his brows together.

“Cute,” you repeat, walking ahead of him and into the street.

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