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kenananamin · 7 months

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Nanami as a girl dad

Nanami is a girl dad, I will not argue or fight on this but if you think he's not... i got news for you ANYWAYS these are my Nanami headcanons as the best husband and dad and what he would do as a girl dad during pregnancy, birth, and actually raising the baby

takes a personal day off work to take you to your doctor's appointments then takes you to brunch and a movie. will hold your hand the whole time

fought HR/managers/supervisors/ANYONE for as much paternity leave as he could get

asked if he could work from home bc he doesn't want to miss a single moment of your pregnancy or newborn baby

sits on the floor to talk to his baby girl and holds your tummy saying that he's holding her hand

made 20 copies of the sonogram picture and kept them all. there's a copy in his wallet, behind his phone case, in the glove compartment, and in every suit jacket pocket close to his heart. he likes to brag about his girls (you and baby)

comes back from the store with more diapers and wipes bc "we need to be prepared"

bookmarks blog posts talking about how to bond with your baby

reads every book he can and asks the doctor more questions than any other dad who comes into the office

will ask anyone he trusts for advice, but gets defensive when someone tells him to do something differently

takes naps with his head on your lap and his lips touching your belly

has two hospital bags ready in the closet but has an emergency one in the trunk... just in case

does not sleep the whole time you're in labor even when the nurses tell him to "rest before the baby gets here"... that gets him more excited and doesn't let him sleep

tells you to dig your nails into his arm if you need to when you start pushing. kisses your entire face when the baby starts to cry and rushes to the nurse holding her to ask if they could stamp the baby's feet on his shirt/gown before cleaning her (a/n: my dad did this with me and it is the cutest thing ever. we still have the gown with the tiny feet stamped on there)

carefully takes off the shirt/gown and immediately wants to do skin-to-skin contact after you hold the baby first

follows baby to the hospital nursery and takes pictures of sleeping baby to change his wallpaper

changes wallpaper every two days bc "she did something cute" or "sticking her tongue out" or "giving me the stink eye"

loves waking up with her at night bc besides letting you rest... it's daddy-daughter time so don't interrupt

demonstrates what tummy time is while she lays on her baby bouncer (you laugh bc it's ridiculous and she's only a couple weeks old)

buys scrapbook and disposable cameras to start an album (the first of a hundred probably)

buys special clips for crib blankets to be tight and immovable around mattress bc he kept reading about possible suffocation

either way, does not like for her to sleep in her own room so he buys an extra baby moses to put in your room

has an extra diaper bag in his car bc he likes impromptu trips to let mommy rest

sulking when he has to go back to work

finds remote job within the next month

sits baby down on his lap while be works and she plays with her toy

throws an intimate 1st bday party first then a second one the next weekend to invite anyone he's ever talked to and brag about his family

literally kicks his feet and giggles with his daughter then stands up to be the most intimidating man to anyone else

tears of joy when you're pregnant again and sobs when they say it's a girl

carries his girls with him everywhere he goes

is proud that he's raising strong women who will learn how to fight for themselves. keeps reminding himself that he's raising the next generation and that fuels a fire deep inside him

let's the girls play with his hair and put all the clips they can find around the house on his head

lets his fingers and toes be horribly painted while he reads the newspaper and leaves the house with those nails

gets teary eyed on the first day of school and waits outside the school the whole day for a week (paid time off used)

can only do simple pony tails and braids but loves waking the girls up, sitting them on his lap and doing their hair while you get them dressed

making cute lunches for the girls with you is one of his favorite parts of the day

likes dressing the girls alike or the same and has a strange obsession with buying them overalls

loves playing barbie with them and lowkey has a favorite barbie

goes toy shopping behind mommy's back and tells the girls that this is the only secret that they can ever ever keep

randomly brings back flowers for every single one of his girls

takes his girls (you and daughters) on group and individual dates

makes the girls sign a contract written in crayon stating they "will love daddy forever"... frames it and puts it in his office

cries tears of joy AGAIN when you're pregnant with another girl... and looks for a bigger house

rips off door side where he was marking the girl's height and puts it in the new house. he did not believe in marking/tracing it on another thin piece of wood and said he wanted the original

takes everyone out for dessert every Friday and checks in on each kid to see how they're feeling and if they're ok

never misses a single game, recital, rehearsal, practice, ANYTHING

takes his daughters to their first self-defense class

does not believe in violence and does not condone it... but will first ask the girls if they won the fight (strongly insinuates that he will be disappointed if someone kicks their ass)

corrects the girls when needed and has a special look to tell them to stop messing around

later goes to apologize if he ever uses the look

will ask the girls for a sleepover and will throw every blanket on the floor to make one huge bed

tells the girls to follow him as he does repairs around the house or on the car bc they "need to know how it all works and how to deal with it"

is shocked when you're pregnant again (even though he likes to do a certain something that leads to babies) but is REALLY SHOCKED when it's a boy this time

reminds the girls that they have to be nice and helpful with their brother

starts all the reading and bookmarking all over again, but his time on how to raise a gentleman

raises the best little dude and let's the girls show him everything he has shown them so far

okaaaay okay i know i said he's a girl dad and a girl dad only buuuuut Nanami would raise the best little gentleman ever. AND IMAGINE A MINI NANAMI?!! ... but he's still a girl dad first and foremost

extras:

would absolutely praise his wife and randomly thank her for giving him a family

will wear a disguise and follow daughters to first date

refuses to parentify any of his kids and wants to let them be kids

constantly reminds them that they only get to be kids for a short amount of time then they have to be adults for the rest of their lives. so be silly

is always down for a quiet drive if anyone needs to clear their head

dreads the day when he will no longer he able to carry his kids on his shoulders

has already made mental plans for every possible situation the kids may create, even the absolutely crazy ones his brain has imagined

is very open w the girls and talks about safety in intimacy

leaves cute notes during bad or iffy days and writes motivational quotes on their mirrors with dry-erase markers

loves when you say he's a dilf

tries to talk to them about the stock market

passes his budgeting king crown to the kids

feels super cool when his kids brag to their friends about him, even puffs his chest a little bit

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ellieswifie · 4 months

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matt sturniolo sfw alphabet headcannons

𐙚 head cannons!

authors note: heyy i hope you all enjoy this abc sfw matt headcannon. this is based off this request from @iammattswife. im excited to make a chris sfw too if anyone wants one! thank you for reading enjoy!!!

a- affectionate (how affectionate are they? how do they show this affection?)

knowing already how much matt cares for his family, i swear he’d be so affectionate. he’d just simply do little things like send you cute messages in the morning, or tell you have beautiful and amazing you are, just to remind you that he does care and love you.

b- babies (do they want a family with you? how good around kids are they)

yes! matt would absolutely be an incredible dad. he just seems like he’d be so gentle and loving if you were pregnant with his kids ugh. he also wouldn’t rush the thought of wanting kids with you if you guys were married. he’d sure bring the idea up every once in awhile, but he’s not too pushy about the entire thing. bro if his kids got his blue eyes, i’d be dead.

c- cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how often do they want to cuddle?)

matt would love cuddling. he’d want to cuddle during movies, just laying in bed together, after filming, or even just during a random afternoon. he’s definitely a little spoon, or big spoon when he knows you need to be held, but he’s totally a big teddy bear.

d- dance (do they like to dance with you? are they good at dancing?)

matt is the best dancer. justin’s words, not mine. if you guys are sharing airpods, or have music playing off each others phone or speaker, matt would just love to dance around with you. maybe it’s in his room, or the kitchen, or even in the parking lot after a kate drive. he’s always dancing and is willing to dance with you whenever.

e- effort (how much effort and energy do they put into your relationship? like dates, gift giving, anniversaries, bdays, etc.)

matthew sturniolo puts so much effort into your relationship. he’s making sure you feel love me and comfort all the time, and he spends hours planing dates. okay maybe not hours, but he spends a lot of time thinking on what makes a good date a good date. he doesn’t seem like someone who’d plan big parties or huge dinners, so when it comes to birthday presents or anniversary gifts, he tries to keep it low key and simple, but so meaningful. which i find so sweet.

f- fights (how do they handle fights?)

if you have any short of attitude or a tone towards matt, he’ll probably give you space. he has his mattitudie moments too, and doesn’t necessarily want to anger you more by trying to reason with you, but if something is really bothering you, he’ll definitely just want to talk to you.

if you guys had gotten in a argument about something together, the story would be a little different i feel like. he’d definitely not want to stay up all not pickering about something in, so he’d sleep it off, then immediately talk to you about it in the morning, reasoning with you. matt is so gentle and genuinely looks like he cares, even when he disagrees.

g- gratitude (how grateful are they in general? are they aware of what you/significant other is doing bc for them?)

oh matt tells you he’s so grateful for you everyday. he makes sure your more than aware throughout the day, even if you aren’t exactly with him.

h- hand holding (when/how often do they like to hold hands?)

now we know what matt isn’t super on pda, but if you guys are in public together, he’s always holding your hand. in his pocket, at his side, behind your back, it’s always shuttle but comfortable.

i- insight (how easily can they read you? mood, feelings, tone, etc.)

i feel like matt reads body language easily. so if your like sloppy with your words or talking less, he’d probably ask if your okay because he reads these things.

j- jealousy (do they get jealous? if so, how easily? how do they deal with it?)

i feel like jealousy isn’t a issue in your relationship. matt isn’t like a pussy boyfriend who wines and cry’s when a guy looks at you. he definitely would trust you aren’t that type, and he trusts himself in not cheating. if he does get a rush jealousy of some sort, it’s probably because of some fool.

k- kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they kiss you? where do they liked to be kissed?)

probably amazing. he’ll definitely love forehead kisses and innocent neck kisses. maybe some on your hand or cheeks.

l- love language (what is their love language?)

PHYSICAL TOUCH!!! matt is definitely the type of boyfriend to be touching you all the time. in the car, his hand placed on your knee or thigh. in public, your holding hands. during dinner, his foot is creasing yours under the table. he’s just naturally a physical touch boyfriend.

he’s definitely words of affirmation too.

m- mornings (how are mornings with them?)

lazy, but absolutely perfect. matt seems like he’d wake up early, but i feel like if it’s just you too laying in bed, you guys are laying in bed all morning. just holding each other and talking about cheesy things that need to get off your chest,

n- nicknames (what pet names/nicknames does he move to call you?)

oh matt’s calling you practically everything. babe, baby, beautiful, love, pretty, princess, your name ofc, etc. now he for sure mentioned bubba wubba isn’t on the table, but we know matt he’s lying.

o- open (how open to their feelings are they to you? when did they say they i love you? do they mention everything all at once, or wait to reveal things slowly?)

it would take matt awhile to completely come to his senses that he has someone to talk to. yes he’d be very straight forward how he feels, but it wouldn’t take him immediately realize and say it, he’d for sure need time to open up, but when he does he tells you everything.

p- patience (how patient are they with you? how easily angry do they get?)

matt would be so patience with you. if your having trouble getting something off your chest, he’s holding your hands assuring you

q- quality time (what do they do with quality time with you?)

most likely matt’s cuddling with you in his free time, or doing something crafty. like coloring or building legos, i’ve just got a cheesy feeling he’d do that.

r- rhythm (what songs/song reminds you of them?)

omg if you like taylor swift, you remind him of almost every single song. i know he mentioned taylor swift before, but like i have a feeling he’d just listen to a song you like from her on repeat because it reminds him of you.

if you don’t like taylor which is fine, you probably remind him of a frank ocean song (definitely godspeed or ivy), miguel song ((ALL I WANT IS YOU) love this song omg), or practically any mac miller song.

s- security (how protective are they when of you?)

he’s definitely more protective of you than you are of him. the sturniolo fandom is all over the place and he doesn’t really want his relationship interacting with weird and disrespectful fans. so he’ll try to distance you from car videos and on tour. when you are in a video it’s probably only for a few minutes in a vlog or a short mention.

t- tough guy (how tough are they around you?)

as chris likes to say matt is the tough guy, but when he’s with his s/o i know for a fact his tough guy shell breaks. he’s more like a little baby wanting love and comfort, then a big intense guy.

u- upset (how do they act when their upset/tired? what helps them feel better?)

we’ve all seen matt’s attitude. he can be mean, but he’s not the big bad wolf. he’ll definitely distance himself from you so he’s not getting angry at you for something he did, or even cranky with you. i think

v- vanity (do they care about how much makeup you wear or not? do they constantly care about what you wear?)

matt probably loves when you dress up and will constantly tell you how beautiful you look, but he won’t expect it out of you every day nor does he care what you wear. he wants you to dress comfortable while feeling yourself.

w- wildcard (a random head cannon for character)

weirdo head cannon but head scratches. i’ve got a gut feeling that matthew would absolutely love his girlfriend scratching his head through his hair with her nails. the two of you will be laying on the couch or his bed, him sitting in between your legs while you watch something off his phone and scratch his head. it’ll for sure probably be a stress reliever for him.

x- explicit (nsfw headcannon)

idk.. do you guys want one?

y- yearn (what do they do when they miss you?)

always texting and calling you. he’d probably send silly snap chat vlogs, or gifs to let you know he misses you and can’t wait to talk to you in person again. he also definitely calls you before bed too to wish you good night and to remind you he loves you.

z- zen (what makes them feel comfortable and calm?)

you. and your presence.

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bronx-bomber87 · 7 days

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First off thank you much for the lovely response to my last thoughts. I was very nervous about posting and got a lot of good replies, notes and reblogs. This fandom is the best. I think it's important to see both sides and I wanted Tim's to be represented in a way that gave insight without condoning what he'd done. (Cause our boy done messed up.) So giving a little of myself achieved that I believe.

I didn't know a ton about this ep cause I’m a square who stays away from spoilers haha So let’s get started.

6x08 Punch Card

Ugh my heart Tim got a reminder for Lucy’s Bday. Instant heart stomping already….I love that he had a reminder set up though. Making sure he would't forget. I’m crying already. Even though I'm so very sad. I love that he had this setup. When the elevator opens the amount of tension is palpable. Something felt very wrong. Good thing Tim was lost in his Lucy moment or he would've picked up on this sooner.

Poor Tim just wants to explain himself to Mad Dog. To explain what happened. The man is not in a place to receive it and we see later why. That look said it all though when Mad Dog departs. When Dr. London said she just took the wrong elevator my red flag gut was going off.

Now that I've see the episode as a whole I can see Dr. London's play here. She seems to use flirting as a defense mechanism all her own. To protect herself and manipulate those around her. I mean they brought her flirt fest with Aaron in the recap back for a reason I think. She's worried Tim read into something about her interaction with Mad Dog. I mean Tim is clearly upset about seeing him and she uses that to deflect attention off herself. My off meter definitely was kicking on with her. Especially with how flirty she was being I didn't like it.

Now some may see Tim's response as him flirting back but I think he's investigating her. Also he's being a little sassy because he's not comfortable with her doing therapy outside the office. I mean his face when he leaves that elevator is not of a man who just flirted. It's one who is one still hurting and two his cop gut is going off but he isn't sure why....He seems conflicted by what just went down in that elevator. Just like us he was feeling off about her.

This scene was very cute with Grey. I loved him anointing her to be a T.O. LOL Also once again showing the faith he has in Lucy. To train Celina and know she would do a good job. I was excited for this opportunity for her. For her to tap into leadership. Honestly it shouldn't have taken this long for Lucy to get to show her chops with this.

Tim is so busy trying to delete his Lucy reminder he runs into the physical version of it without realizing. Andddddd it’s still awkward af between them. How could It not be? No communication between them so naturally it is. Stilted awkwardness. Lucy got out of there so fast. Even with Tim making the all powerful joke. Trying to make it less awkward. Ow. Couldn't get away fast enough. The way he watches her go. *sigh* Like he's watching his entire heart depart the room.

This hurts you guys. No matter how much I know it’ll be ok at some point this hurts to watch. Grey not pulling any punches noting how very awkward that was. Tim telling him that's actually better than it's been....Makes me wonder how much time has passed between 6x07 and now. Wade not caring that's progress to Tim. He is not messing around....

Just wants Tim to fix is ASAP cause of the team dynamic. He's not wrong. Man isn't wrong. Rarely if ever is. Saying if Tim can't there’s gonna be a transfer and it won’t be Lucy….I mean I LOVE Grey siding with Lucy on this one. Not a doubt in his mind if it shakes out that way it'll be Tim. That being said just hearing that. Ugh. Deep anxiety pit of my stomach. And of course it would be friggin North Hollywood. That damn station been haunting them since S2. Looming over them ready to take one of them away.

Lucy being Celina’s T.O .for the day I love it. She is so excited to be her leader even if it's just for this shift. Just wants to 'Invest in her success.' You know Lucy's leadership is pretty damn identical to how I am with my team. While I am mostly Tim there are pieces of Lucy in me as well. I related to her style of leadership quite a bit.

Aaron and Tim in the surveillance van is hilarious. Their dynamic has always entertained me. I truly adore these two goobers together. Tim is trying so hard to keep his shit together. Aaron dying of ask him if he finds it hard to surveil his old team for an OP? Tim of course gives him the company line. Doing what he is told without complaint. Pulling out some S1 Tim with that reply my love.

Tim then telling him he needs a stronger deodorant LOL It's too funny. What a boring assignment for them both. Tim went from running that entire team. Doing ops and making decisions on the fly to this….Also Aaron being too distracted by his deodorant comment to pay attention is the most Aaron thing ever haha

What I love the most about Lucy with Celina is her correcting without crushing her confidence. Once again reminding me of myself when I'm correcting my work kids on stuff. She is kind but confident in her assessment of what she did wrong in this moment. Celina receiving it well because she handles it this way. Lucy out here crushing it already with zero T.O. training. Just going off instinct and what she would want if she was a newbie still. Once again her and I very alike.

Oh Tim getting that reminder again. *heart clutch.* Sigh my boy. Aaron offering to turn it off for him. I love that he was gonna have it remind him through out the day. Pre-breakup Tim clearly didn't want to forget. Wanted to make sure he not only knew it was but to make sure to make a big deal of it. That's just an assumption on my part but man would've wanted to do that. it's the way he has 'TOMORROW.' Wanting to make sure he didn't forget such an important day. *screams into a pillow.* Aaron asking if he’s gonna get her anything? I’m sure he had stuff in mind. But yeah bad form indeed…

Tim’s sweet smile when he finds out what Aaron got her. Knowing how perfect of a gift that would be for her. That sweet knowing smile makes me wanna weep a bit. He knows his girl so well. Lot of sadness attached to the smile though. 'Can I ask why ya’ll split up?' 'No.' LMAO Took it too far Aaron....You're lucky you got that much good sir.

This scene with Mad Dog hurt my heart for Tim. No matter how wrong he was for what he did I still hate seeing this. This was what I was worried about with him working with Metro. Picking at the wounds he hasn’t even begun to heal about how he left. I knew him making notes on the OP was going to come back and bite him in the ass. Watching all his repercussions is painful to see I have to say. Knowing what we know about Mad Dog later I think that's part of why he goes off on Tim. Doesn't make it any easier to watch though...

Friggin Love Lucy being a BAMF in this episode. Especially in this moment. When she once again corrects but doesn't crush Celina about her gun. It's the way she guides Celina and has control over every situation they encounter in this ep. Proving herself a worthy teacher and leader. Also she was a better teacher to Celina in one episode than Nolan has been her entire career. Dude is a stinker of a T.O. It shows in how Celina makes basic mistakes Lucy had down pat long before this time in her rookie year.

Too bad Lucy can't finish out her training and Nolan is booted. But that'll never happen nothing sticks to that man. Not since S3 premiere. The rules and repercussions are rubber and he's glue. What doesn't stick to him does to everyone else... Grey should really evaluate his teaching skills. But that'll never happen. But she deserves a better teacher than him.

From the minute Tim entered the room something seemed very wrong. From the way Mad Dog was just expecting Tim to flog him. Like he wanted Tim to ream him out for how the OP went down. Also how Mad Dog seemed nervous af to see Dr London. I mean look at that man above. He is scared shitless she is there to see him. The way he watches her though out the scene. Especially when she leaves.

Tim's cop gut is going off like crazy when she enters the room. Wondering how the hell she even know about this? He seems to take her answer at face value because honestly its pretty good considering it's a bold faced lie. Tim once again feeling like something is very off but isn't sure why.

First let me say once again I feel personally attacked by the choice in song once again. lol I couldn't find the song to save my life. The lyrics are *chef kiss.* They're painfully accurate for them both. Think they've been very intentional with their ending music and just in general this season. These lyrics filled me with some hope as well. Jotted down the lyrics since couldn't find the song.

‘When the sun won’t shine and the words don’t rhyme. And there’s mountains you can’t move. Somethings on your mind and it’s been some time-since you felt like you were you. When it all caves in feeling paper thin. And the pain might cut right through.

Oh child, Lift up your head. All this trouble's only gonna last for awhile.’ Yeah we’re gonna be all right oh child. Lift up your head. And the light's gonna find you. When you feel like you ain’t got a friend. And you’re wondering if you ever gonna smile again. Every little thing gonna be ok. I know that you gonna see better days.’ *heart clutch.*

Damn smart of Tim saying happy birthday from Kojo and not him. I’m not crying you are. This was so so sweet. Lucy's reaction to Kojo got me all in my feels. She's so excited to see him. Then that excitement melts into sadness. Because he's an extension of Tim. The way she pet's him and says how much she misses him ugh.

Seems there is a double meaning going on there. We all know despite the hurt how much she misses her person. Tim just standing there only imagining her reaction when Kojo makes his way back. What a way to bring that sweet boy back in. I'm so happy about it. Tim is respecting her space but couldn’t let her bday go without doing something. Had to let her know her was thinking of her still. The fact that it’s happening in the hallway where so many seminal moments have played out for them.... I wanna cry.

I LOVE that Tim got Kojo to put his little paw in ink for the card. It is so sweet. Their fur baby. He put serious thought and effort into this. This was so well done. Only Melissa and Eric could have chemistry without even seeing each other. This is the first time we've really seen Lucy cry about them. 6x06 she was in complete shock. 6x07 was her processing her thoughts/emotions. She was on the verge of tears but we didn't see her cry. This was first time we've seen her shed tears on screen at least since the break up. Wanna hug her so much. She deserved this card and more. Like a real conversation with him but this is a good start.

She knows this is Tim reaching out without physically doing so. Showing her he still cares. I mean he clearly very much does. You don't put thought and effort in like this if you don't. It's a huge thing for him to do right now. Lucy recognizes the effort in this adorable act. Tim's face after she reads the card. Ripping my damn heart out. The absolute regret splayed all over it. Like it’s finally hitting him what he’s done to her. What he’s lost in the process. He gave up his favorite person. His happy place and just it’s hitting him square in his chest.

Like a freight train that’s run him over. It's the way he shakes his head. Kicking himself. Knowing he hastily threw them away. What a mistake he’s made in his irrational decision making. It’s written all over his beautiful face. He may not fully understand yet why he did it but the regret is evident. Eric be killing me. His face screams all that. Knowing he should’ve been with Lucy for her birthday. Hell probably sharing that bath bomb she brought up with her. Killing me softly. Hurts so good. Damnit writers... This is being handled so well though. So hats off to them. They both needed this moment more than either of them knew.

Mad dog killing himself....jesus H Christ. Poor Tim the last thing he needs is this. It explains why he was extra nasty to Tim though. Tim saw the flaw in his play and freaked the hell out. Also for Tim to see someone he once trusted with his life compromise themselves. Compromise the safety of their own men. Gut punch. And for what? Money? Power? We won't know till more of this unravels. Whatever it is won't be for a good reason. I know Tim hates himself for his mistakes. But those mistakes always had some form of honor attached to them.

He may not see that but I do. Now the op where he got his men killed no but what he did after was honorable. What he did for Mitch came from a honorable place. I just wonder how seeing Mad Dog doing something so very un-honorable is gonna affect him moving forward...Oh my lord I’m so mad about Dr London not because I liked her. But because I didn’t want it to derail Tim’s therapy in any way. The man needs it. Here’s hoping he continues in s7 with someone better.

Everyone was right she’s a dirty birdy. I was just hoping she wouldn’t be. But my ick and uncomfortable factor went WAY up in this ep with her. I knew it was inevitable. It's not that I didn't want to be wrong about her. It's the fact I didn't want this to hurt Aaron and I definitely I didn’t want her to be dirty for Tim that was it. For his therapy and the progress he's made. I hope this doesn’t affect his therapy journey and he can find someone not compromised in S7.

That promo for next week oh my lord….the hug! The hug! "This doesn't change anything." Then pulls him right in like nothing's changed. I will be living there from now on. Or until next week lol Love the Finale being a 2 parter as well. Phew this is gonna be an intense ending to this season. Gonna be chomping at the bit for S7 once it's done I know it. Like the song stated we're gonna see better days. I truly believe that. We got this my lovely fandom. Thank you for always being so wonderfully receptive of these reviews. Appreciate any likes, comments or reblogs that come my way.

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Side notes-non Chenford

Angela shooting Monica down with Wesley. She's an Epic Queen and I adore her.

Dr London is in alliance with Monica. That's super great….cool cool cool……I have a feeling and D and I discussed this earlier. Reminds us of Armstrong. This feels more like a she's been forced into it a situation. Because its obvious she's good at her job.

But the way she freaked out about the cops being hurt clearly shook her. She looked on the verge of tears in Mad Dog's room. So do I think she's a bad person? Unsure at the moment. Do I think she was once a good person who was manipulated into whatever this alliance is? I do. Be interesting to see how her SL unfolds.

#Caitlin's Mini reviews #chenford #s6 #6x08 Punch Card #the rookie 6x08 #tim x lucy #lucy x tim #tim bradford #lucy chen #eric winter #melissa o'neil #otp: doing my job #otp: unless it is

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hearts4hughes · 7 months

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i wish you would | trevor zegras

nora’s bday celly | trevor zegras x fem!reader

summary: three times you thought about contacting trevor after the breakup and the one time you did.

note: this barely follows the song, but i think it’s cute. this is the first time i’ve done one of these 3+1 type of things. also, i’m aware i said so it goes would be my next writing, but i cannot finish it for the life of me.

{ #1 }

in the quiet of the night, you lie in bed, restlessly tossing and turning. you pass time watching the headlights pass the window pane. the empty space beside you feels increasingly vast with each passing night. his warmth, his presence, the feeling of completeness he brought to your life—all of it is deeply missed.

weeks have passed since you agreed to part ways with trevor, and the weight of regret bears down on you. throughout your daily routine, everything seems to trigger memories of him. the scent of his cologne that still lingers in the air, the sensation of his arms around you, and the echo of his laughter haunt your thoughts. it’s all vanished, leaving you begging to turn back the clock.

recollections of the heated argument that led to your breakup flood your mind. the hurtful words exchanged in the heat of the moment once seemed justified, but now you see the mistakes. you wish you could take back those terrible words and heal the wounds.

“you’re so fucking full of yourself, trevor!” your voice was loud, thunderous even. “do you even care about anyone else other than yourself? have you ever even cared about this relationship?” the questions hung in the air. he took them like a bullet, each going through him with a stabbing pain.

he look at you through teary eyes, “of course i care! i’ve done everything for you!” he retorts, matching your tone. “you say i’m the one full of myself, but you don’t even know, honey. you’re just as bad as me.” he stifles out a sarcastic laugh. the sound of your heart breaking fills your ears.

through staggered breaths and choked sobs, you muttered, “it was never a good idea starting something with you. i knew you’d act like this.” you didn’t even mean what you were saying. the words flew freely off your tongue and straight into trevor’s face.

“then maybe we should break up.”

break up. you and him were breaking up.

tears streamed down your cheeks onto trevor’s boston university crewneck that swallowed you. “yeah, i think we should.”

you jolted up in your bed, shaking your head as an attempt to get the memory out. without thinking, you grabbed your phone, dialing his number, but hesitating to press call. finally, your thumb pressed down on the screen. his unchanged contact photo filled the screen as the dial tone rung through the silence of your room.

your heart seemed to pause when he finally answered, and for a moment, there was silence before his voice filled your ears. “hello?” he greeted, his tone tinged with confusion. say something! say something, y/n! but just as you parted your lips to speak, he interrupted with, "who is this?"

your heart sank as the realization hit you. he had deleted your number. tears welled up in your eyes, and with quivering breaths, you hastily hung up the call.

{ #2 }

as you stroll along the familiar streets of your hometown, an unmistakable sense of nostalgia washes over you. it’s been quite some time since you last been to bedford, your home town, and it feels as if a floodgate of memories from your past has been suddenly unleashed.

you hadn’t been back here since you moved to anaheim with trevor. your family would travel to california for holidays and your busy schedule never gave you time to visit.

taking a turn onto a tree-lined street, you find yourself at the very place where you first met - the moment that started it all. this was trevor’s street.

you find yourself pausing, leaning against the street sign, your thoughts carried away by the flood of emotions. it’s a bittersweet rush, a reminder of why the two of you were soulmates to begin with.

the memory of his radiant smile, the tenderness in his gaze, and the way his fingers used to entwine with yours - all of it floods your senses, and an overwhelming longing for the hockey boy surges through you, stronger than it has been in a long while.

you stand before the street sign, caught in contemplation about taking a stroll down memory lane. you know he wouldn't be here; he left his family home when he got drafted by the ducks a couple of years ago. it’s the offseason now, and he's probably out somewhere in los angeles, likely at some club.

still, doubts swirl in your mind as you turn the corner, and there it is - a jolt of surprise courses through you. his orange bronco is parked right there in the driveway.

your walking comes to a halt as well as your breath. he was in bedford at the same time as you. your thoughts go back to yesterday when you thought you saw someone who looked like trevor, but before you could catch a second glimpse, your sister was pushing you out of the store. he’s been here the whole time.

in a vulnerable moment, a thought crosses your mind - to reach out, to hear his voice, to find out if he misses you too. yet, reality soon hits you, and you're reminded of the reasons that led to your parting. the pain, the heartbreak, and the carelessness.

with a heavy heart, you continue down the street, leaving behind the memories and the longing.

{ #3 }

you push your shopping cart down the aisles of the grocery store, your eyes scanning the shelves for the items on your list. it’s just a routine errand, but today, something feels different.

as you turn a corner, you suddenly spot him - trevor, standing by the fresh produce section. your heart skips a beat, and suddenly it becomes hard to breathe. it’s been a while since you've seen him in the flesh.

sure you knew it was coming. he was in bedford at the same time as you, it was only a matter of time before you bumped into each other. and yet you were still surprised as ever.

his eyes scanned the shelves for cherries - his favorite fruit. whenever you’d go to the store together he’d make sure to grab two bags of organic cherries, just because he knew he’d go through the first bag within a day or two.

his hair has been trimmed since the last photo of him you’d seen. you always attempt to stay away from any social media news surrounding trevor. it just hurt too much to see anything regarding him. however, a few times you’ve caught yourself searching his name, just to check in.

as you continued to stare at him from hidden inside the cereal aisle, an impulsive urge to go talk to him filled your mind. a chance to reconnect, to bridge the gap left by the breakup. or possibly to strike up conversation and maybe relight the flame that once went out.

but then, a wave of doubt sweeps in. a few weeks ago you scrolled by a tiktok about trevor. as soon as you saw his name your scrolling halted. although, you soon paid the price.

there were rumors that the hockey star has some sort of relationship with dixie d’amelio. your heart flooded with hurt and sadness. there had been photos of him at her birthday dinner and out on an aquarium date (where he had taken you many times before).

yes, you two were broken up, but it had only been a few months. were you really that easy to get over? were you just another one of trevor’s flings?

the mere idea of him with someone else sends a surge of sadness through you. it’s an unexpected punch to the gut, causing you to hesitate. you don't want to face that reality, to witness him contentedly moving forward while you still wrestle with unresolved emotions.

with a sad sigh, you pushed your cart along through the aisle and away from trevor. he hadn’t even seen you, but what if he had? would he had forgotten about his rondevu with the tiktoker for you? or would he not even bat an eye? maybe it was best that he hadn’t seen you.

{ + #1 }

it had been a few days since you’d seen trevor at the market. seeing him was reliving the break up all over again. reliving the turmoil of packing your things and giving him back all his possessions. you just couldn’t take it. you couldn’t take seeing him. not right now at least, so, the safest option was to just stay locked inside your airbnb. however, sofia had a different plan in mind.

with relentless enthusiasm, sofia called you up, her voice brimming with excitement. "you won't believe who i bumped into at the coffee shop today!" she exclaimed. "it’s destiny, my friend. we’re going out tonight!"

you tried to resist, your initial instinct being to wallow in the comfort of your own thoughts. "i don't know, sof. i’m not really in the mood for going out."

but sofia wasn't about to take no for an answer. "nonsense!" she declared. "we’re going to hit the town, dance our hearts out, and try to get laid!" with sofia’s infectious energy, you found it hard to argue.

she arrived at your doorstep dressed to the nines, her outfit shimmering with confidence. "we’re getting you out of that slump, babe," she announced with a wink.

“fine.” you grumbled, stomping your feet into your bedroom and picking out the tiniest and shimmeriest outfit you had. it would be good to go out and have fun for a change.

within an hour, you and sofia were walking into the crowded club. the air reeked of alcohol and sweat. sofia grabbed your hand tightly, leading you through the crowd of people and to the bar.

once she reached the bar, she ordered some colorful drink that you were sure would get you drunk with the first sip.

“here you go, doll.” she smiled, passing you the glass. you looked down at the concoction, not entirely sure what it contained, but the mystery didn't faze you as you downed it, savoring the bittersweet burn as the liquid slid down your throat.

“that’s my girl.” she praised, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “now i’m going to do my rounds, make a few friends, and maybe score some free drinks. you’re welcome to join, but i assume you might want some space.” she said. “it’s up to you, honey.”

the thought of trailing behind sofia as she charmed every man in the room didn't hold much appeal. "i’m good, sofia. thanks, though," you replied graciously. she beamed, bid her farewells, and reminded you to call if you needed anything.

throughout the night, the atmosphere of the club and the effects of the colorful drink started to ease your mind. you swayed to the music and danced with a few nice girls around you.

and then through the flashing lights and dancing bodies, your eyes locked onto a familiar figure across the room. trevor was standing there, his gaze unexpectedly meeting yours. then the real reason you were out partying came back to you. you had forgotten him for three hours at most, that must hold some sort of record, right?

he turned to you, completely forgetting the conversation he was in and walking towards you. as soon as you saw him move, you were already zooming to the exit.

“y/n, wait!” you heard him exclaim from behind you, but you didn’t dare to look back. you could already tell that he was hot on your trail.

as you dashed toward the exit, your heart raced, pounding in your chest as the thought of trevor catching up to you consumed your mind. sofia’s cheering and the party atmosphere had become distant.

outside, the cool night air hit you like a brick. you leaned against the club’s wall, your breath coming in heavy gasps as you attempted to gather your scattered thoughts.

within moments, trevor caught up to you, his face etched with concern. “why are you running away from me?” he asked, his voice cracking as he spoke.

you looked up at him and just like that, you broke months of no contact. you hated how his blue eyes caused butterflies in your stomach despite the situation. you despised how his tender touch on your side had the power to make your troubles vanish, yet simultaneously create new ones.

“trevor, i,” his gaze softened as your voice rang in his ears. he longed for the sweet sound of your voice over these past few months. “i can’t face you right now.”

despite your words, you didn’t dare to move a muscle.

“why not?” his tone was gentle and composed.

you stared at him, inhaling a sharp breath. you look up at the stars and then to the oak bench that stood to the left of you. tears sat at your waterline, threatening to fall at any moment.

“because facing you brings it all back. it brings back all the memories and everything i wish would’ve happened.” you confessed, your voice quivering with raw emotion. tears welled in your eyes and trailed down your cheeks

he stepped back, his hand rubbing his neck. “what do you wish, y/n.” his voice grew louder, laced with a mixture of longing and desperation.

“i wish you would come back!” you retorted, your words spilling out uncontrollably. “i wish i never hung up the phone that night and i wish you knew how much i miss you because it’s too much to be angry anymore."

the hockey player stood their breathlessly. why hadn’t you said this before? why hadn’t you said this when you were breaking up? if he had known he would’ve been in your arms these past lonely months instead of praying to the universe that you’d come back.

with a word, he took a step closer, and his arms enveloped you in a warm embrace. you felt his heartbeat against your chest. the tears you had been holding back finally flowed freely, along with his own.

trevor’s voice broke the silence, gentle and sincere. "y/n, i wish i could turn back time and change everything."

you looked up at him, your eyes searching his for any sign of doubt or insincerity. finding none, you whispered, "it’s not about turning back time. it’s about moving forward."

he nodded, his grip on you never faltering. "i’m here now, baby. i promise i won't let you down again."

a warm smile tugged at the corners of your lips. "i missed you so much," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper.

his fingers brushed away your tears, his thumb caressing your cheek. "i missed you too, more than you'll ever know."

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daisyvisions · 9 months

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Not Part Of The Mission - (k.yh)

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Warnings: Smut (18+, minors DNI), spy!au, colleagues to lovers (they bicker, but they’re not enemies), mentions of violence (i.e. fighting and killing, guns and knives mentioned) heavy kissing, slight dry humping, slight spit kink, fingering, hair pulling, unprotected sex (be safe irl! this is just a fic), creampie, pet name (sweetheart)

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Word count: 2.6K

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. A/N: My delayed birthday entry for our resident bread boy. His current long hair reminded me again of his maverick era and I just had to write about it. Wishing nothing but the best for his bday month and their comeback!

"Who are we looking for exactly?" you impatiently ask, your hands perched on your hips.

"Well, according to the file, his name is Ji Changmin. But that's not who we're looking for right now," he replies, his eye glued to the telescope.

"Then who the hell are we looking for?"

"Can you relax? Our job is to stake out. I thought Sangyeon made that clear?"

"Yeah, but to stake out for FIVE hours?" you exclaim. Younghoon pulls away from the telescope and lets out a big sigh.

"Unless you have any other better ideas, I suggest you shut that mouth of yours, sweetheart." He looks up at you.

"Ew, I told you to stop calling me that." You wince at the nickname.

"Why? Is it doing anything for you?" His smug smile makes you want to punch him in the gut.

"In your dreams," you scoff. "Taking fifteen. Going to get some fresh air for a bit."

"Don't walk too far, alright? We were told to stay put until we get orders." Younghoon warns.

"Yeah, yeah, I know the drill."

"I swear to god if anything happens to you--"

"I'll be fine, okay? Can you not watch me like a hawk for once?" Your eyebrows knit together.

"Well, sweetheart, it's not my fault you nearly got yourself screwed over the last mission. I was put on specific orders to make sure you don't go rogue again like last time."

"I told you to stop calling me that!" You stomp your foot on the ground.

Younghoon barks out a laugh. "You're so cute when you get mad. Has anyone ever told you that?"

"How did I end up getting stuck with you for this mission?" you hiss.

"Because you love me, that's why." He grins back.

You scowl at him before turning around to walk out.

"Fifteen minutes, okay? If you don't come back, I'm going out to look for you." Younghoon shouts, but you flip him off in response and head out of the room.

To be honest, you're not really sure where you're heading. You just want to get out of that room for a moment before you start to lose your mind. This wasn't the kind of action you signed up for when you joined the special ops. You wanted to be out there in the field, actually putting into practice all the hours you spent training.

Since that last mission, it's as if everyone on the team is constantly watching over you like a child. It's not your fault you deviated from the plan. Sure, things became a little messy, but if it wasn't for you, you wouldn't have gotten the viable information you needed to close down the case. You shake off your thoughts and just mindlessly walk around instead.

As you walk around the abandoned building, hand gripping the gun in your pocket, you see an open window ahead of you. The view of the sun setting in front of you is incredibly breathtaking. You decide to lean your arms on the ledge and look out for a moment and just get lost in its beautiful orange hues.

You can't remember the last time you saw a sunset as beautiful as this.You're put out of your trance as you hear footsteps behind you. You huff in annoyance and turn around.

"Younghoon... It hasn't even been fifteen minutes. Can you just give me a fucki--" You let out a loud gasp. Strong hands are gripping your wrists. It's not Younghoon, but a henchman you've seen earlier on in the mission.

You try to fight him off, but he's stronger than any of the other enemies you've ever encountered. His weight causes you to lose balance and fall to the ground. As he tries to pin you down even further, you pull out the gun from your pocket but it ends up getting swatted out of your grip.

As you try to struggle to get out of his grasp, the henchman pulls out a knife from his pocket, attempting to push it against your neck. You use all your might to push back but feel your strength quickly decreasing. You close your eyes and slowly accept your fate.

Suddenly, the weight of the henchman on top of you disappears and you hear him scream in pain. You open your eyes to see his arm stabbed by his own knife. And in a flash, you see Younghoon gripping his collar and punching him like there's no tomorrow before finally shooting him down.

Your heart pumps so fast against your chest from everything happening so quickly. Faster than anything that has ever happened to you during missions.

"Shit--" Younghoon huffs out, briefly shaking his hand from the numbing feeling of his knuckles before combing his hair back with his fingers. He immediately walks towards you, lowering himself down to hold your body upright and swinging your arm around his shoulder for support. He quickly walks you both back to the stakeout room.

As soon as he closes and locks the door, he turns around and steps forward closer to you with worry in his eyes.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" He checks your arms, face, any sign of injury.

"N-no. I'm fine." You quietly answer, avoiding his eyes.

"Fuck-- If I had been there too late, I might've lost you." He cups your face between his hands, looking into your eyes, still breathing heavily from what happened earlier. You try your best at this moment not to blush, especially with his face being this close to yours.

His hands lower to your waist, still holding you tight to make sure you're alright.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He asks again. You slowly nod in response, as your mind is distracted from the way his hands feel on your body. Your heart's still pumping fast but now for a different reason.

Your heart aches the moment he pulls away and lets go of your waist, wanting to feel his warmth again seeping through your clothes. You impulsively reach out to grab his collar, making him turn around.

"Wha--" Younghoon doesn't even have the time to react properly as soon as you pull him close and press your lips against his. You quickly pull back, both your eyes widening at what just happened.

"Oh my god." You panic.

"I'm sorry. I just-- I don't know why I just did that-- oh my god, I'm so stupid, I'm so sor--"

"Shut up--" Younghoon grabs your waist to pull you close, quickly leaning forward to kiss you again. You deepen the kiss further as you feel your arms around his neck, making him groan in the process.

You both move your lips in sync with one another as you run your fingers through his hair and his arms start slowly embracing you. He pulls away from your lips quickly to catch his breath before diving back in to snake his tongue inside your mouth.

You let out a desperate whine feeling the wet muscle intertwining with yours, encouraging Younghoon to keep on going. He quickly walks you back till your ass hits the ledge of the desk, deepening his kiss even further as you slightly lean backwards.

His hands suddenly grip your hips and lift you up to make you sit. You both hastily swat anything that was previously on the table before he lays you down on the surface. Your legs immediately wrapping around his torso like a magnet, pulling his body closer to yours. Both of you feeling the adrenaline pumping through your veins.

His kisses start traveling to the side of your jaw, making their way down to the side of your neck. His teeth lightly graze your sensitive skin before lightly nipping and sucking, the sensation making you whimper from its pleasurable pain. He licks and kisses the sensitive part to soothe the sting for a moment before going back to kissing you on the lips once again.

Damn, he's a really good kisser, you think to yourself. His lips molding into yours so perfectly, its pillow-like texture making you take his lower lip between your teeth and nipping them. Younghoon lets out a very deep moan, the vibrations coursing throughout your body.

He presses his body onto yours even more, feeling his hard length pressing against your aching core. His hips start to roll as your legs try to pull him closer, making you both moan into each other's mouths from the delicious friction happening down below.

Desperate for each other, you reach to unbutton your pants and lift your hips slightly so he could pull them out and toss them somewhere on the side. Younghoon then pushes you onto your back and grabs both your wrists with one hand to pin them down above your head. His other hand lightly squeezes and cups your jaw between his fingers.

"Open." he commands. "What?" you look at him with half-lidded eyes.

Without hesitation, he immediately squeezes your cheeks to open your mouth and lets his spit drop inside, making you gasp from the unexpected move. He lets go of your jaw and pushes his two fingers inside your mouth. You involuntarily suck on them before he pulls them out and shoves them beneath your underwear to rub your sensitive bud in circles.

"Fuck, you're so wet. Didn't even need my spit, huh?" he growls.

"Younghoon-- need you." You whine as your clit throbs from how fast he's rubbing you, his fingers teasingly prodding your entrance in-between.

"Where do you need me, sweetheart?"

"I-inside, pleaseee" you beg.

"Yeah? Shit, I'll give it to you soooo good." he pulls his hand away from your core, making you whine at the sudden loss of contact. He pulls your body upright, signaling you to get off the desk. The moment you stand up he spins you around and bends you over. He pushes his hips against your ass for a moment, making you feel his erection before quickly unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down to his knees.

His cock slaps against his abdomen, prominent veins protruding and his pink mushroom tip oozing precum. He tugs his member at the base, fisting it up and down for a moment before hooking a finger to your underwear and pulling it to the side.

He drags the tip of his cock between your folds, lubricating himself even further with your arousal before sticking the head inside your entrance and slowly pushing himself all the way inside. The stretch immediately has your head going numb.

Younghoon waits for a moment to feel you adjust to his size before slowly dragging out his length and pushing it all back inside. He does this until he gradually increases the pace, gripping your hips tight and pounding into you as you feel his balls slap your core rhythmically and the desk creaking under you.

Wanton moans spill out of your mouth, trying to hold onto anything you can find as Younghoon fucks you rough from behind. You start to feel the tip of his cock nudge that gummy spot inside you, making your eyes roll far back.

"Oh god! Right there!" you scream.

"So fucking tight, practically milking me dry holy shit." He increases the pace even further, pulling your hips backward with every thrust.

Just as you feel yourself slowly ascend, you both hear the buzz of your walkie-talkie that's still on the desk.

"Hello?"

"Fuck." Your eyes grow wide. The buzzing sound repeats again.

"Helloooooo?" The person on the other line calls out.

"Answer it." Younghoon grunts under his breath.

"What?" You look back at him with panic. Instead of repeating himself, he grabs the back of your hair and pulls it hard, making you moan.

"Do it." He whispers in your ear before letting go of your hair.

You reach for the walkie-talkie and try to compose yourself before pressing the button to answer.

"Y-yeah?" you croak.

"Any status report?" You hear Chanhee's voice over the line.

"No. N-no detected movement." You bite on your fist, restraining yourself from moaning as Younghoon's cock deliciously drags in and out of your cunt. His tip continuously nudging at that gummy spot.

"Shitttt." Younghoon groans from behind.

"Was that Younghoon?" Chanhee asks.

"Y-yeah, just s-stretching his legs that's all." You lie.

"Are you okay? You sound like you're crying."

"I'm fine, I'm fine, just choked on my water." You lie again. Well... sort of as you do start to feel small tear drops forming at the corners of your eyes.

"Oookkaaayyy. Well, don't forget we need to reconvene at 8 PM." Chanhee replies.

"Uh-huh." You respond, words slowly becoming incoherent as you feel your high approaching. As soon as you drop the line, Younghoon increases his pace again, and your moans start to get louder and louder.

"Shit shit shit I'm cumming!" you exclaim, a flash of white appears before your eyes as soon as you say that. You moan constantly from how hard your orgasm hit you just then. Younghoon's high follows right after, feeling your walls tighten so hard around his cock he grunts against your ear so loud. His hot white fluid exploding inside of you as his member continues to twitch uncontrollably inside.

You both try to catch your breath, chests heaving from the intensity of your orgasms. As soon as you both come down from your highs, the reality of what just happened hits both of you like a truck. You turn around to look at him, looking at each other with the widest eyes while he's still plugged into you.

"What the fuck was that?!" You both shout at the same time.

Later on in the night, as the team gathers to meet up, you and Younghoon intentionally ignore each other's gaze. Not uttering any word to one another right after he pulled out and just minding your own business, pretending nothing even happened at all. Both of you are stunned and embarrassed at what happened earlier in the stakeout room.

Chanhee notices the odd behavior between the two of you, “Are you sure you two are okay? You both look like shit. Did something happen in-”

“NO!” You and Younghoon shout at him. Everyone else including Chanhee look at both of you in confusion.

“I mean- No. Nothing major happened. Not at all. Right?” You side glance at Younghoon.

“Yeah, yeah nothing. It’s all good.” Younghoon fake coughs, trying his best not to look embarrassed remembering your moment together.

“Anyway!” Hyunjae interrupts. “Let’s get some shut eye. Same time tomorrow, same roles alright? Let’s move out.” Everyone disperses as soon as possible.

As you grab you bag and some of the equipment and head towards the van, you feel Younghoon’s figure walking beside you. He leans a little lower to get close to your ear as you walk, making sure that the next thing he’s about to say could only be heard between the two of you,

“At least now we have something to do to pass the time tomorrow huh, sweetheart?” you quickly turn your head towards him and he playfully grins at you. You swat your free hand against his chest and he barks out a laugh.

“I told you to stop calling me that!”

“But you love it anyway.”

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goldenhypen · 2 years

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;; the beginnings of our little family.

PAIRING ! lee heeseung x reader ; ft. ddongsik, hee’s unofficial son the kitten

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! basically just heeseung with cats <3

WC. ! 0.7k

A/N. ! this is for rey ( @heeracha ) <3 it’s her birthday today (so go send her lots and lots of birthday wishes !!) and this is my gift to her <333 // rey, since i can’t exactly give you a typical physical birthday present (even though i would truly love to) bc we live on opposite ends of the world, i couldn’t think of anything better than to write you a short drabble of heeseung with ddongsik as a gift to you for your bday 🫶🏻 this is gonna sound cheesy but it’s true ok i love you tons, thank you for everything, for being there for me, and for all the joy you’ve provided me in my life. this is my first time spending your birthday with you, and i hope we get to celebrate tgt for many more years to come <3 i love you sm rey, happy birthday 🥺🫶🏻

“y/n,” you turned to your boyfriend who called your name to see him sitting on the floor with sparkles in his eyes and a wide smile on his lips, holding a tiny, grey-brown kitten, “let’s adopt him.”

you two were on a date and happened to pass by an animal shelter that held a young litter of kittens. and being unable to resist just the mere thought of their cuteness, you just had to walk in and see them for yourselves.

“no, hee,” you told him. “as much as you know i would love to, no. we can’t make such an impulsive decision right now; we aren’t ready for a kitten.”

your boyfriend playfully glared at you and stuck out his lips in a dramatic pout, “how could you say that to ddongsik?”

he gently covered the kitten's ears.

you sighed, smiling as you crouched down to pet the tiny animal heeseung held carefully in his hands.

“how could you already name him?” you pouted. “it’s already hard to say no as it is. now, of course, we have to bring him home.”

heeseung looked at you with glints of happiness and hope in his eyes.

“what happened to ‘acting on impulse,’ hm?” he asked you, chuckling.

“he’s too cute,” you aw-ed. “just look at his eyes and his little nose and tiny paws and—what?”

“okay, we better get going before we both get too attached and leave here with a kitten we’re not ready for,” your boyfriend said, gently letting the kitten down before standing up and pulling you with him.

“you’re the one who said we should adopt him,” you reminded.

“how could you change your mind that fast?” he laughed. “and did you already forget that you were the one who said we weren’t ready for a kitten yet?”

you sighed with a pout, eyes travelling back to the kitten that was now sitting by your feet, letting out the tiniest meows you had ever heard in your life.

“yeah, but how could we say no right in front of him,” you protested. “he’s literally begging to bring him home with us, see, with his little meows and cute, desperate eyes?”

“y/n,” heeseung sighed, looking at you adoringly. “are you serious? should we actually adopt him?”

you gave him a considering look.

“we’re really weak, aren’t we?” you voiced, a playful disappointment in your voice that didn’t help your lack of self-control as much as you thought it would.

“you make the call,” heeseung said, not wanting to be the one responsible in case this was a bad decision.

both of you were awfully tempted to bring him home and were seriously considering adopting the baby animal, and being the impulsive spender you were did not help the situation. what you did think would help was your boyfriend who would usually control you in moments like these; however, he seemed to be doing just the opposite as he only supported this decision.

so what did you two do? you bought the kitten.

when going out to spend the day with your boyfriend, never would you have thought that you would come back home with a kitten!

it was the best decision you ever made, besides saying yes to being heeseung’s girlfriend—actually, no. this was even better.

your immense love for cats had your heart bursting and doing rounds in your chest from pure joy when you and heeseung decided to bring ddongsik home. kittens over boys any day.

additionally, the kitten just brought you and heeseung even closer than you two already were.

you knew heeseung was going to be a great dad, and this was merely the taste of what you would experience with him in the future as a family with children of your own. but for now, this was enough: just you and heeseung and your little kitten, ddongsik. this was the beginning of your and heeseung’s family.

A/N. hope you guys enjoyed ^_^ and once again, happy birthday rey love u 🫶🏻🫶🏻

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 28 days

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lmaooo kenny watching you sleep is so creepy (might also be the type of person to randomly trace your nose to see if you'll wake up???)

i can imagine being in a relationship with kenny being like dealing with an unpredictable hot potato of an angry cat who can bite you at any given moment (but, like, the risks of getting scratched and bitten until you bleed outweigh petting a cute cat...)

also, i feel like kenny would just know random details about you?? like your ring size. or your shoe size. or, if you have period, when it starts. and ends. or that you used to have a fringe in seventh grade. or that your grandma likes to bake victoria sponge cake.

or like, casually remembering something small, and being, five years down the line, like, "Do you remember you told me on X day of the X week at X hour XYZ?"

and you're like ????

and sometimes, when kenny would be weirdly nice like getting you a blanket or really leaning into domesticity, you would like watch him like O.O what's next...?

would casually spring up things on you. "Let's get married." "Do you think I should test this out on a human?" "I am leaving for five days, don't contact me." "Should we freak your mother and father out by saying that I'm centuries old?" "You remind me of someone I knew in the sixteenth century. They were... interesting." "I got you a wedding dress, put it on. If you don't, there'll be consequences." "I don't think I'll kill you... I think."

high-key very unhinged... but at least you're kept on your toes all the time? right?

ANON . YOU GET IT.

he’s so fucking Weird . 100% stares at you sleeping and traces the bridge of your nose … smiles a little when that makes your face scrunch up a bit. he’s just fascinated by you i think!! by the fondness you make him feel. he’s like oh :) emotion :)….

AND YES. HE LITERALLY IS JUST A CAT. when it comes to dating kenny i feel like you sort of have to adjust to his whims….. he can definitely be silly and affectionate (in a mildly condescending way) but then he can also be very Cold. and come off as apathetic. he’s like a stray cat who waltzed into your home one day and let you pet and feed it…. sleeps in your bed and purrs when you scratch behind its ears but won’t hesitate to hiss if you do something he doesn’t like. random bouts of affection but only ever at his whim, y’know? like. he’s Your Cat but he also isn’t. he doesn’t always come home and it’s clear he has a life outside of you. but he likes your company enough to let you come closer than anyone else has been and that means a lot on its own!!! he’s just…. your mildly creepy cat. who watches you sleep with his big creepy eyes and protects you from the shadows.

BUT OK enough abt kenyaku (<- his Cat name)….. ANON I LOVE YOU. i agree!! on all points!!!! him knowing random little things about you….. randomly recalling certain things…. i feel like his memory is a little jumbled. kenjaku is the type to forget your bday but like … he’ll remember your thoughts on Every Single Character in the show you’ve been binging. or the exact tone of voice you had when you spoke to him for the first time. his love definitely shows in the little things… he might not tell you that he Loves You outright and i don’t think he’d care about making your relationship official in any way, but if you mention liking a brand of soda you’ll find one waiting for you in the fridge the next day. he’s cute. i’ve said this before a while ago but i also think kenny would take you on random trips a lot…. just to spend time with you!! but he doesn’t Tell You where you’re going so you just have to listen to him say ”we’re almost there ^_^” like 50 times. lmao.

ALSO BEFORE I FORGET . the period thing. you’re a genius anon. he just randomly sniffs you and then goes ”you’re on your period aren’t you” and you’re like ??? wtf is wrong with you ?????? (he was Right btw) LIKE HE’S SO STRANGE. you don’t need a period tracker because he’ll just casually let you know you’ll be getting your period tomorrow. and that it’ll probably be a little worse than usual. and he’s Always right so you just have to nod.. silently…. trying not to give him side eye……… for the record i think he also takes care of you well during your Time of The Month. tries to be a little more tender because he knows you’re sensitive and doesn’t really want to deal with you crying (he doesn’t like seeing you in distress but that’s a secret)….. makes sure you’re taking ibuprofen. makes sure you get some fresh air. lets you sleep on his lap like a puppy while he reads. places one of his big warm hands on your lower stomach. he’s a little more indulgent i think.

but ok period comfort ASIDE . the random bouts of affection/domesticity….. you Get it anon. i think he’s actually fairly physically affectionate but it’s never something He initiates. he just expects you to know when it’s okay to cling to him and not. so if he pulls you into his lap or covers you in a blanket or whatever you kind of melt a bit…. i DO think he’s a frequent hair-ruffler though. and a serial booper. he’ll mess up your hair and boop your nose and you just have to Deal with it. get booped idiot. (it’s how he shows affection :3)

"Let's get married." "Do you think I should test this out on a human?" "I am leaving for five days, don't contact me." "Should we freak your mother and father out by saying that I'm centuries old?" "You remind me of someone I knew in the sixteenth century. They were... interesting." "I got you a wedding dress, put it on. If you don't, there'll be consequences." "I don't think I'll kill you... I think."

AND FINALLY. THIS. i went insane btw. all of these r so real and true anon …. he’s just kind of silly and weird and tiptoes that line between hot and cold. but he Cares for you in his own weird way.

and!!! i don’t think he would ever kill you!!!!! i do think he’d say that last line but only to see your reaction lmao. compared to other jjk villains kenny is never shown killing anyone on a pure whim, obviously he doesn’t Mind doing it but it’s not something i see him doing casually yk?? especially not to someone whose company he genuinely enjoys…. maybe if he thinks he’s getting Too attached to you? :0 idk but!! i feel like kenny keeps you around for as long as he possibly can if he cares for you. spending time with you is important to him. even if he randomly disappears now and then. (if he genuinely Loves you i think there’s a good chance he’ll just throw you over his shoulder and bring you with him LMAO)

BUT YES. i’m OBSESSED with him. thank you soso much for feeding my kenny thoughts anon <333 the kenny talks i’ve been having lately r Really tempting me to finish some kenny fics T_T….. soon.

#our silly little creepy crow of a man #he rlly is so catcoded it’s insane #but then he’s also Canonically a wolf so. there’s that #:((((( i love you kenny pls come back #i need to hunt down the kenny hcs i wrote a while back……#ask tag ✩#kenny !! ✩#kenjaku x reader #<- just in case some starving kenny stan happens to find this … hang in there soldier 🫂

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wavesmp3 · 10 months

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erased | wonwoo bday fic

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wonwoo finds himself in a memory.

it’s from when the two of you went to the farm two hours out from the city to pick strawberries. “it’s one of my dreams”, you had told him at the start of summer, a sweet sticky drip of strawberry ice cream threatening to fall from the edge of your cone, “i’ve just always wanted to go strawberry picking”.

wonwoo looked up strawberry fields nearby that night.

the day he chose to go, he recalls, turned out to be the hottest day of the summer. a killer day that wonwoo could do without reliving, but then he sees you with your big floppy hat and impossibly bigger smile and forgets all about the sun and it’s relentless heat. you pick another strawberry, the biggest, brightest one you can find, shove it in wonwoo’s face with a sigh of contentment, and drop it in your basket without saying a word. forget the heat, wonwoo just loved this day with you.

the rest of the memory unfolds as he expects it will. you pick some berries, take a break for homemade strawberry shortcake from the farm, and return to the field to pick some more. it’s only when both of you are done picking, when you’ve washed the fresh fruit and are strolling along a path of orange trees, that wonwoo notices that something in this memory is…off.

“do you remember that fight we had in the store by your mom’s place over cheese?” you ask suddenly, fingering through your basket for a strawberry. you find the perfect one, take a bite, and pause to lick the juice from around your lips. wonwoo finds it cute, smiling absently, while wiping your face with a napkin. “the super petty one when she was throwing that party for…”

“for my aunt.” wonwoo finishes for you. he finds a nearby trash bin and tosses the now pink napkin into it. “yeah, i remember that, but—“

wonwoo stops in his tracks. this isn’t how it happened.

“what?” you ask nonchalantly, searching your basket for another strawberry. “did i remember it wrong?”

“yes-well, no, it…” wonwoo trails off, grasping at the faintest sense of consciousness.

“what?” you repeat.

“that hasn’t happened yet.”

and your face the moment he says it… it just crushes him.

how can he describe it? it’s like when you tell a kid that the tooth fairy isn’t real. it’s like sobering up and aging a thousand years all at the same time. it’s like you’ve been pretending something—this—is real for so long you forgot that it’s all in your head. forgot it’s just a memory, wonwoo’s memory. that this moment isn’t happening in real time. it happened a year ago. and that party you mentioned only happened three months after the two of you visited this strawberry field. and that in the summer of this year, you and wonwoo are broken up. and have been for nearly two months.

this is a memory. but in this moment, with betrayal painted all over your face, in every crack and blemish and wrinkle, wonwoo struggles to remember why he wanted to forget it in the first place.

“you’re erasing me.” you say, so quietly and so heartbroken wonwoo barely even hears it. this isn’t part of the memory from the strawberry field. this is real. it’s you speaking to him, staring at him like you did when you broke up. it’s you, or whatever is left of you.

wonwoo can’t even say the words. he just nods.

and now, staring at him, in a memory that isn’t yours, you don’t look betrayed anymore—you look ashamed. “i erased you first didn’t i?”

wonwoo doesn’t even feel angered by the reminder. he just feels so fatigued by it. two months before now and ten months after this memory in the strawberry field, you and wonwoo broke up. you ended the relationship, cut ties, and went your separate ways. a week ago, wonwoo received an email that you were erasing him, a procedure to rid your mind of certain memories. in this case, your memory of him and your relationship.

revenge, wonwoo thinks flatly, still fighting against the fog to remember why he’s getting the same procedure done to him. no, he corrects, redemption.

“say something.” you say at last, right in front of him, basket of strawberries forgotten. literally. figuratively.

and of course, all wonwoo can think to say is, “why’d you forget me?”

he’s been wondering all week.

“why’d we break up?” you counter. it’s not meant in a rhetorical or mean way. it’s a genuine question. this version of you wasn’t the one that parted ways with him.

the memory shifts then. slipping out of his fingers like sand, he doesn’t try grasping after it. but he does think: he doesn’t want to forget that day. he wanted the procedure, yes, but that day he wants to keep. like a memento. like a relic of what used to be.

a new scene materializes. his first run in with you post break up, at a park by the river. he was going for a walk. you were sitting at a bench. he wastes no time, there isn’t enough of it to waste anyways. he runs straight to the bench he found you at that day.

“wonwoo,” you call when you see him approaching the bench.

“why’d you forget me?” he asks again, more fervently, breathless and flushed, hands grasping at your wind breaker with a desperation that he’d find embarrassing if this was real life. but it isn’t. it’s a memory he’s trying like hell not to forget.

“i was just so hurt.” you answer. and of course, this isn’t how this run in actually went. in real life, wonwoo saw you sitting there, stared for a moment too long and then bolted in the opposite direction. “i’m so sorry.”

“what if i don’t want to forget you?” wonwoo can already feel you slipping away. this moment was so short in real life, the memory is fleeting. and the last thing he hears before the river rises up from behind him and carries his consciousness away with the current is

“what if i regret erasing you from me?”

the next memory, is a hard one. the moment he knew it was time to call it quits. that winter had been so cold. it seemed to ice over your relationship. and god, wonwoo held on so hard for all of spring, praying the ice would melt away by summer. but it’s may and your kiss still tastes like freezer burn.

“hold on to something other than me.” you tell him, laying next to him under the sheets. the sun hasn’t risen yet. it’s a sunday. that wonwoo remembers. “hold on to the day we met.” wonwoo does. it was a beach. it was a beautiful day. the water was still freezing. “meet me there again in the morning.”

“but i’ll have forgotten you.”

“wonwoo,” you say with such sweetness and love, it knocks the breath out of his chest, “we fell in love once before. we can do it again.”

“what if it ends the same way? what if we break our hearts again?”

the memory is fading again. wonwoo can feel it getting pulled from beneath his feet. he holds on to that beach. he holds on to that freezing water. he remembers, he remembers, he remembers, he

wake up.

when wonwoo wakes up that morning, it’s like any other day. like any other day except for the odd feeling in his chest urging him to go to the beach, and the voice in his head telling him, “what if it doesn’t.”

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tehaxo · 1 year

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Sweet Birthday.

rushed one shot for tighnari’s bday </3 happy bday my favorite fox boy💕

pairing: tighnari x gn!reader

warnings: none

A/N: this was really rushed… I really need to stop writing last minute. i’m not proud of this at all but i hope you enjoy it! P.S. i have requests open! dont be afraid to request pleaseee id really appreciate it :3

His birthday… It was his birthday. The day you promised yourself that you would confess your true feelings to him. Presents were prepared beforehand and a handwritten letter of your feelings for him, they were all in your bag.

You stood at the entrance to his room and observed Tighnari. His back faced you as he did whatever he was doing, perhaps some experiment to do with plants. You held on tight to the strap of your bag and gulped deeply, the ounce of confidence was long gone from your body. The fear had set in and prevented you from making any movements.

Tighnari had already heard your quiet footsteps but said not a word. He was curious as to why you were trying to be discreet.

“Master Tigh- Oh, It’s you! What are you standing here for? Go inside!”

You jumped and turned around frantically, it was Collei. She had noticed you standing there for a bit from away and guessed you were up to something. She decided to give you a hand because she couldn’t stand you being such a scaredy cat.

Tighnari also now faced the two of you, “Hello Collei, I see you’ve come back from patrol. Is there something you need?” he asked. He glanced at you, then set his gaze back on Collei. “Well, there was, but I remembered something I have to do so see you later Master Tighnari!” She waved to the both of you before running off.

You cursed to yourself and took note of her sneaky wink at you, she knew. You blushed a bit but brushed it off, you had to thank her later for this. Tighnari cleared his thought which made you look at him, “You’re smart enough to guess what I’m going to ask you,” he said playfully and raised an eyebrow.

You awkwardly laughed and placed your hand on your nape rubbing it, “I can guess, but uh…” Your other hand fiddled with the strap of your bag while you looked down at your feet in embarrassment.

He smiled at your shy behavior, he hasn’t seen this side of you a lot. He found it cute. “What’re ya stutterin’ for? Spit it out already. The clocks ticking,” he said as he crossed his arms and tapped his foot.

You walked closer to him and now stood in front of him, “Happy birthday… I know you seem a little too busy to celebrate it at the moment but I just wanted to wish you,” you said and stared into his eyes with a bright smile.

He blinked and his smile grew. Such a simple act of kindness had his heart radiating with warmth. “Thank you a lot. I appreciate that you took time out of your day to wish me, I’m usually busy on my birthday but I don’t mind. I take time for myself at the end of the day to enjoy,” he exclaimed and pat your head.

Your heart paced at his gesture. It was so sweet and it made your stomach fill with butterflies. You then quickly shook it off then decided to show the presents you got.

You walked over to his desk and he followed. He was about to speak before he watched your hand reach into your bag and pull out the gifts placing them one by one on his desk.

“I Uhm, got these for you. Flowers from Liyue and Inazuma. They reminded me of you a bit, and they were pretty so I figured you’d like them. And working gloves I made myself with the best material I could find too. They aren’t the most extravagant, but I hope you like them. I put a lot of thought into them,” you showed off the gifts to him and didn’t realize you had also placed the letter on the table.

It was the first thing he noticed and grabbed it, quickly skimming over it. You continued to explain the other little gifts you got all while he read the letter. Your gaze was away from him and you were finished explaining. You then waited for him to say something in suspense, praying he’d like the gifts.

But he stayed silent, it was silent for a bit which scared you a little. You prepared yourself and then looked at him expecting to see him disappointed but you were mistaken. His eyes were wide, and soon yours were too.

You saw the letter in his hand and you panicked. You quickly reached for the letter in his hand but he dodged it. The panic in your system turned into sadness as tears formed in your eyes, you were now embarrassed and scared.

“You like me..?”

You stepped back from him and your breath hitched, you were speechless. “I’m sorry..” were the only words you managed to say. Your fight or flight responses were now active and were telling you to run for it, but he stopped you from doing so, with a hug.

A tight embrace as he nuzzled into your shoulder, his ears squished against your face but he didn’t care. Your body froze and you stopped breathing for a few seconds. You’ve never felt so many emotions in one day, the constant shock was sure to bite you in the ass later.

“I don’t understand feelings quite well, but I know well enough that I feel the same for you. I always have. I always thought you were just some other clumsy forest ranger like Collei, but once I got to know you well, I fell for you. Others told me it was obvious, but it seems to be a different case for you.” Tighnari explained as his fingers traced slow circles into your back and his tail wagged happily.

You wasted no time wrapping your arms around him and let out a sob of relief, you felt the happiness explode within you. He caressed your back as you cried, you tried to speak but what came out were jumbled words instead.

He laughed at your struggles and hushed you, “I can’t understand a word you’re saying, you dunce.”

“I love you so much.” You choked out between your sobs, you couldn’t have ever been happier. The rollercoaster of emotions was worth it because now, you have the man you thought you were pining for months.

He sighed pretending that he was annoyed, “I love you so much too, now please stop crying. I get you’re happy but I don’t want my precious sweater stained with tears and snot.”

He was now stuck with you because you had no intentions of leaving him. It’s not like he wasn’t thinking the same as well. You were stuck with each other, stuck in love.

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leviathans-watching · 1 year

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om m.list ━ misc characters

[back]

comforting lucifer, mammon, asmo, beel, simeon

comforting levi, belphie, diavolo, solomon

comforting satan, luke, barbatos

lucifer, asmo, beel, barbatos comforting you

mammon, belphie, solomon, diavolo comforting you

levi, satan, luke, barbatos comforting you

ugly laughing w/ lucifer, mammon, beel

ugly laughing w/ levi, satan, asmo, belphie

asking lucifer, mammon, beel, belphie, diavolo for their coat

asking levi, asmo, satan, barbatos, simeon, solomon for their coat

killing a bug for lucifer, mammon, asmo, belphie, diavolo, barbatos, simeon

wiping away the brothers (-satan and belphie), barbatos, simeon's kisses as a prank

wiping away satan, belphie, diavolo, solomon's kisses as a prank

rejecting the older brothers, diavolo, simeon's kiss

mc's eyes appearing gold/brown to the older brothers, diavolo, barbatos

roller skating with lucifer, asmo, belphie, diavolo, and simeon

lucifer, mammon, asmo, & beel seeing you shirtless

touching dia, barbatos, simeon, mephisto, and raphael's tails/horns/etc.

levi, satan, diavolo, solomon seeing you shirtless

the older brothers calling you clingy

the younger brothers calling you clingy

Bully!AU with lucifer, mammon, satan

Bully!AU with asmo, beel, belphie

getting overwhelmed by yelling/fighting w belphie & lucifer

lucifer, diavolo, and mammon being busy

om! holiday fluff

taking the blame for lucifer, mammon, diavolo

taking the blame for barbatos, beel, satan

sick mc with lucifer, diavolo, satan

putting the older brothers in their place

“kiss the prettiest person in the room” with the older brothers

“kiss the prettiest person in the room” with the younger brothers

“kiss the prettiest person in the room” with the dateables

“kiss the prettiest person in the room” with the side characters

“kiss the prettiest person in the room” BONUS

caring for the older bros while they’re ‘asleep’

solomon & asmo being blanket hogs | part 2

summoning the older brothers for a hug

concerns about money w/ asmo and mammon

asmo and lucifer - treat yourself

when you realize the older brothers like you

drawing cats on lucifer, satan, solomon, and diavolo

beel & belphie’s bday (yr 3)

pact creation - asmo & solomon

the older brothers catching you dancing

lucifer, mammon, diavolo apologizing after a fight

thirteen & asmo spoiling you

copping a feel of the older brothers

shopping with asmo & belphie

daddy/wrong person texting prank w/ the older brothers

daddy/wrong person texting prank w/ the younger brothers

comparing lucifer, asmo, beel, belphie to cute animals

comparing mammon, levi, satan to cute animals

“i’ll show you a good time” texts w/ mammon, levi, beel, solomon

calling mammon grandpa w/ mammon and asmo

let me wrap my teeth around the world - lucifer & mammon; 1k

"Knock knock,” Mammon calls from the hall, and Lucifer knows he’ll enter his room even if he doesn’t answer. It doesn’t take Mammon long to find him out on the balcony, quiet and contemplative.

“Whatcha up to?” Mammon asks, leaning against the railing and looking at Lucifer. “Everyone’s wondering where you went.”

Lucifer leans back in his chair. “Just thinking.”

Mammon tilts his head in a way that makes his hair fall into his eyes. Instead of brushing it aside like a normal person, he tries, futilely, for several moments, to blow it away. “About what?” he asks finally. “’Cause you look kinda sad.”

Lucifer’s reminded, then, of just how intuitive his normally blockheaded brother could be. “About Lilith,” he answers honestly, and Mammon sucks in a breath.

wild and wired - mammon & belphie, asmo; 1k

“What’s going on here?” Mammon asked, his voice pointedly casual. “I don’t remember Belphegor telling me he had an appointment.”

A few of the demons on the outermost edge of the circle shifted nervously. Mammon was the second most powerful avatar, after all. He was nothing to scoff at.

“What?” Mammon continued, tilting his head at the demon holding Belphegor. “No response? And here I was, thinking you weren’t as stupid as you looked."

throat thick - lucifer & mammon; 2.2k

“Mammon, what is the matter with you? First, laying down on your desk during the meeting, then not being able to add your input, and now, dilly-dallying? Seriously, I thought you knew you were on thin ice.”

Mammon could barely get his mouth unstuck enough to respond. “Didn’ matter anyway,” he managed, and Lucifer’s feet shifted slightly.

“Whatever do you mean?” Though his voice was still cold, there was a thread of exasperated confusion in it.

“My input. It’s not like- like it’d be listened to anyway,” Mammon slurred. “Doesn’ matter. We all know I’m only here for show.”

“Wha-” Lucifer started, but before he could fully get the word out, Mammon turned and threw up all over the shiny black shoes that were still in his field of vision.

Dimly, Mammon remembered that Lucifer was a sympathy puker before his vision faded out at the edges and he found himself slumping down on the desk once more, consciousness quickly waning.

[Read]✓ - lucifer & mammon; 1.1k

[Chat: Mammon, Lucifer]

Mammon: hey lucifer

Lucifer: What do you want, Mammon

Mammon: would it have been better if i died in the war instead of lilith?

Lucifer: [Read]✓

’Cause loving you, loving you is too hard (All I do, all I do’s not enough) - lucifer & mammon; 2.2k | part 2 - satan & mammon, beel, belphie, asmo; 1.8k

“Don’t give me that shit.” Mammon stood. “I’m telling you I can’t! I can’t do it, and I can’t make you love me, and I’ve accepted that!”

“You think I don’t love you?”

“Weren’t you listening?” Mammon asked. “Obviously.”

All of the anger drained out of Lucifer’s shoulders, leaving him looking defeated. “I’ve failed you. I’ve failed you as a brother, as a caretaker. If I’ve made you think I don’t love you, then I’ve committed a grievous error.”

“What?” Mammon didn’t understand.

3 times lucifer was a good older brother to mammon - lucifer & mammon, 1.2k

“mammon, these are fantastic.” lucifer said, tone colored with an emotion mammon couldn’t name. it was a warm sound, though, so he wasn’t too worried. “i knew you could do it. you’ve always been exceptionally bright, and once you set your mind to it you do great.”

mammon took the offered report card back, a little numb. lucifer always thought he could do it?

#obey me #obey me game

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blueberry-pride · 2 years

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Hi! i would like to request the octavinelle boys with a gn!s/o who acts like a tsundere. ^__^ They act harsh on the outside but as soon as they're alone they get affectionate (kissing, hugging, demanding cuddles, etc.)

Not Now Babe!

Octavinelle x Tsundere GN S/O

warnings: Berry's grammar

Berry: Sorry for those who have been waiting for these since February! I still hope you enjoy this and thank you for your guys' patience. I hope I do these characters justice and a belated happy bday to the leech twins~ <3

Azul Ashengrotto

"D-dear what do you mean you don't want to??" He'd ask

"I just don't wanna." You replied shortly. Insert 1 hour later in his bedroom. "Azuul~ c'mere" You latched onto your boyfriend. "You've been working all day let's take a rest.."

The octoboi was a bit confused at first at the start of the relationship.

He was aware of your personality before when you guys were still in that "I'mpiningforyoubutwon'tsayanythinguntilsomeonedoesitforme" stage but seeing how it would affect the relationship threw him in a loop.

It reminded him of Floyd's mood swings but learned to slowly be relieved that it's not as drastic as his moray dorm-mate

Throughout the first half of this relationship with the Octavinelle dorm leader, he'd mess up quite a number of times as there would be moments where he'd just want something consistent but eventually loved this side of you-or well both sides of you.

"(Y/N) dear, how'd you like the arrangements for this evening? I asked the dorm to give us the lounge all to ourselves." He smiled.

You had your arms cross as you looked around the room nonchalantly. (You could probs hear his heart beating at the anticipation) but after a couple of seconds, your lips form a lopsided smile to which you can hear Azul let out a sigh of relief.

I could see as well that would be Azul teasing you from time to time with how your personality goes in front of everyone else. He just can't help have some fun for himself seeing your expressions as soon as he gets used to you.

He'd appreciate as it would leave all of your couple shenanigans behind closed doors, easing up more to the idea showing a side that only you'd see. His real and vulnerable self <3

Jade Leech

"kufufu, my darling are you sure?" Jade chuckled. "Don't come begging to me later now~." He teased as he walked off leaving you to huff from what just happened.

I could definitely see Jade as a definite tease. You are not safe.

He finds it cute on how you're reactions would play out everyday so good luck with this moray.

He likes the fun potential of seeing something new with you while also reaping the benefits of having you (the REAL you) all to himself behind closed doors. lucky you

Also, this man's privacy is sacred so you allowing him to see a side no one else can? he LOVES it.

I could also see like once you guys are going to be alone, there's a growing faint smile that's not like his usual one as he gazes at you lovingly

yknow, the one that seems sus but like to you folks its so goddamn appealing and SOFT?

I also see this man just letting you rip a man in half (be it literally or figuratively) if someone crosses your path cuz of your harshness. silently cheering you on and seeing you demanding affection right after~

#proudbf

"ah, that poor unfortunate student had it coming." Jade stifled a laughter. He combed through your hair and with the same hand effortlessly traced your jawline as he gazes into your eyes.

" Let's get you rest up after that with some tea...and maybe a kiss or two?" He asked. Up to you how you'll respond (Y/N) fbaskofbs

Floyd Leech

Out of all the Octatrio, I could see Floyd just vibing with your personality from the get-go.

"Sayy Koebi-chan~ Let's get something to eat, I'm hungry." Your boyfriend whine as his weight is slumped on top of you. His lazy smile perched on his face as he'd unconsciously sway the both of you, waiting for your reply.

Your guys' relationship is a beautiful mess that students especially Azul is amazed on how long you guys have lasted.

I could see bantering back and forth that Jade and the rest of the first years finds both as impressive and terrifying

(Y/N) is living life on the edge with this one

Just like with what I've said in the beginning, Floyd would understand and work well with you cuz he too can shift from one thing to another

Plus its a simple thing for him to remember that once he realizes y'all are alone he has this bright grin as your affectionate side comes out

Speaking of, just like with the other peeps of the Octatrio, he will tease you through and through. But this handsome mofo will test you

He can definitely take a punch with your harshness if he wanted some attention but you two are in public.

Even though there were some close calls of you guys fighting or there were some miscommunications (which is normal), I see you guys managing to work it out be it in a weird but effective way~ <3

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twstファンアート #twst edit #twst wonderland #twst octavinelle #octavinelle x reader #octavinelle #twst headcanons #octavinelle headcanons #azul x reader #floyd leech x reader #jade leech x reader

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bookscandlesnbts · 7 months

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hi! so there seems to be lots of speculation and rumors/drama going on recently to do with jk and jm now too - and people clearly will have different opinions on it all - but from that small glimpse in Jimins live today, they appear to be exactly the same old jikook - it reminded me a lot of Jimins birthday live in 2021 - and Jimin literally went from 🙂 to 😁🤩 when he saw jungkook enter the room! very cute

so whilst it of course doesn’t “prove” anything about if jk/jm are or ever were more than just friends, don’t you think it’s safe to say nothing between them has changed (on the surface anyway)? Same old smiley lovely jikook

Hi anon. I think I can go on record and tell everyone that I am NOT an insecure jikooker. Never have been and unless they prove me wrong, I never will be. I give myself a healthy dose of non-delulu pills every once in awhile just to check in and make sure I’m not leaning heavily into any sort of confirmation bias. But I think it’s safe to say that after the two minutes that we saw of them on screen today, they are definitely the real deal and nothing has changed. I was watching it before work and was so confused when Jimin LIT UP (literally he was smiling from ear to ear instant switch flipped) and started yelling JK. I was like JK isn’t on screen yet why is he yelling? Only to find out that it’s cuz JK was in the room 🥹 he lights up the room for Jimin yall. Makes Mimi starry eyed heart eyed and everything 😭 The 2021 Jimin bday live is by far my favorite Jikook moment. I watched it live (not to brag 💅🏻) and knew the second Jimin smiled and leaned forward to accept the phone call that it was Jungkook. I also got the same vibe today. I have some other ramblings about it that I’ll probably type out into a post. But yes, it was very cute, and flirty, and flustering and everything in between. I hope we will see them in the same frame again but with the camera crew cropping them from the waist down, something tells me probably not 🤣

#jikook #kookmin #jungkook #park jimin #jimin documentary #anon ask #jimin live #anon asks #asks

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@yanderepuck asked for 🧵 & Charles! Happy belated bday to Charles ❤

[🧵] 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍-𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝。。。

CHARLES:

"You really made this for me?"

Charles carefully takes the item from the small box it came in, hurriedly putting it to the side so he could admire your gift better. His eyes are practically shining with astonishment.

"A collar... and it even has a tiny bat on it! It reminds me of you. I'll wear this right away!"

Charles holds your special gift in one hand as he tries unclasping the collar that is already on his neck with his other hand - and maybe because of how excited he is, the thing refuses to come off easily, as it usually goes. You can't just stay and watch.

"Ah- don't touch me so directly, I won't know what to do with myself... you're being so kind to me today, so awfully kind... I wish it was my birthday every day!

Even with the fact that your adorable lover is unable to stay still in the current moment, you somehow manage to unclasp the collar and to clasp the new one on its place. You step back and admire him, and Charles tips his chin up, offering you a better sight.

"If you put this collar on me then it means that I'm truly yours. Ah, maybe you should've gone further than that and written your name on it...! Wouldn't that be cute?"

∎ For You, My Valentine‼️- xxsycamore’s 1000 followers celebration party | 💌 event masterlist

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen vampire charles #ikevamp charles #ikemen vampire charles henry sanson #ikemen charles #For You My Valentine!! - xxsycamore's 1000 followers celebration party

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eyeless-jeff666 · 3 months

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Illusion

TW Torture Tsunagu has a shitty time but his husband is there for comfort (or is he). Angst, hurt/comfort, angst with happy ending

Edit a day later bc I forgot: Happy bday worm boy!

„Your eyes are green?“

Shinya exclaimed, standing on his toes to grab Tsunagus's face and look deeper into his eyes. God, he was beautiful. Pretty eyes. A pretty smile. Silky silver hair. And such a cute voice. The blonde was sure that this was the moment he fell in love with the other.

Intense pain tore him out of this memory, a knife scratching against the bone of his thigh. He didn’t want to scream but his own voice ringing in his ears told him he had failed. The feeling wouldn’t allow for any control over himself and he didn’t know how long this had gone on for. It could have been minutes or days, pain spreading so evenly across his body that it was really impossible to tell.

“There there, Tsu, you’re okay.”

Shinya told him, though he didn’t sound right. His voice sounded far away despite his face being mere inches from the blonde’s. And that did not look quite right either, it was too perfect, too right. He wanted to feel his husband’s touch, but he always seemed just a bit too far to lean against.

“Please…”

A whimper that escaped his lips as the knife came down again, surprisingly finding an untouched spot; he wasn’t begging for the person who tortured him to stop. He was begging for Shinya to help him. Kiss him. Hold him. Anything.

“You know I can’t Tsu.”

The person in front of him said something, and Tsunagu didn’t know if he answered, only focused on the gray-haired hero, who still wore the same soft smile. It almost drove the blonde insane, just as much as it calmed him.

“You know I’m not really here, right?”

Another scream, with tears falling down his cheeks; surely the knife had just barely missed his bone this time because he looked down to see it deeply stuck in his thigh; breath heavy from screaming and enduring. His stomach cramped from writhing and trying to catch his breath, and his throat was sore from over-using his voice and dehydration. Suddenly, it was dark. And silent, and his mind wouldn’t click back into place correctly; when had his torturer left? When had it gotten so dark? He tried to focus, but his brain would spit out nothing but minimal observations. Darkness, so he’d been there at least one day, as it had been dark before despite the large windows. Dehydration so bad he was sure he had already begged for water, so likely longer than just a day. Hallucinations.

“Shinya…”

He mumbled, panic rising in him as his husband’s voice went missing.

“Shinya I need you.”

“I know. How about we focus on another memory? How about… how about our first date?”

That was good enough for Tsunagu. The darkness was already all around him after all and so it was easy to let his mind wander to the night of their first date. It had been unofficial, merely a spontaneous idea after Shinya had figured out an idea for his hero hairstyle. They’d met by the park, under the bright lights, and talked about it. It seemed amazing that this night had been around 18 years ago already, pretty much half his life, and more than half of the other’s.

“My little thread, remind me how late it was?”

“I don’t know anything you don’t know, love.”

The ninja hero replied and Tsunagu groaned. His head pounded, and he wasn’t sure if he liked being aware of that. Being aware meant Shinya being gone. Being with his thoughts and fear and not pretty gentle memories. It also meant that the anxiety came back. Not so much about dying, but rather because he didn’t know if he spilled information. His mind was too far gone, too clouded when his torturer was there. Thinking had become so hard and his memory wasn’t functioning well. He didn’t want to speak about things he shouldn’t speak about, but he didn’t know if he was able to control it in those moments.

Hell, he wasn’t even sure if he was crying. The feeling on his cheeks suggested it but his eyes didn’t burn and the pounding in his head was ever-present. Maybe he was, he wished he could ask Shinya, but he wasn’t here and he wouldn’t say. All he ever did was smile and fill his ears with sweet words. Guide his thoughts towards sweet memories and remind him over and over that he wasn’t real. That he wouldn’t touch him. Or hug him. Or kiss him. That he wouldn’t caress his hair or cheeks.

Breathing was getting hard. Keeping his eyes open was too, and Tsunagu could feel his life slipping away from him, slowly, but it was dripping away like the blood from his broken nose. It didn’t seem all that bad to let it happen. He craved a moment of peace and a break from the unbearable pain.

“Goodbye, Shinya.”

He said, smiling for the first time since he woke up in that chair. Letting go seemed wonderful, just this one time where death would win him over. And Shinya was smiling as well, and that didn’t make it any easier to regain his fight. It felt like encouragement, like praise almost, to make him believe it was the right thing to do.

“Goodbye, my little thread.”

And then he went numb. Blissfully so, as all the pain left him behind with nothing but a dizzy blur in his mind. One that turned into a nice last image; of Shinya being there with him, speaking to him. Tsunagu strangely could move again, reaching out his hand to put it on his husband’s cheek. And paused, his heart skipping a beat.

“You’re real.”

He forced out, and watched as the other broke into a tearful laugh:

“Of course, I’m real Tsu, what do you mean?”

The blonde couldn’t say more. His mind began to focus a bit, enough for him to realize he was at the hospital. And Shinya was there, really there, physically and only one touch away. Kugo was too, but Tsunagu barely had the mental strength to focus on more than his environment and husband. And then reacted in the only way he could manage; by crying his soul out. Crying until his head hurt while holding Shinya’s face in his hands. It wasn’t a happy or relieved cry, but a shameful one, for allowing himself to give up at what apparently was the last moment before being saved. And everything he could remember came crashing down on him like a ton of bricks, harsh and all at once. Eventually, nurses came in to give him calming medications, and to check him over. But having Shinya ushered away only made him freak out more and he begged for the staff to let Shinya stay by his side to hold his hand.

“Tsu. Tsu, my love, calm down you’re okay. I’m here. Please, breathe. Slow.”

He obeyed. Maybe because the medication was taking effect, but also because his husband could tell him to jump off a bridge and he’d do it no questions asked. His breath became more regular, and he struggled to keep his now shaky hand wrapped around the other’s. It took a while until he sank back into the pillows.

“I’m not a professional but it almost seems like you should make use of your privileges he has to a private room and stay with him, Edgeshot.”

Kugo said, his voice filled with relief and worry alike. He turned to leave, and for the first time Tsunagu looked at him as well, opening his mouth but was quickly shushed:

“Don’t you dare apologize. I know. You’re fine. Just rest and appreciate hearing that heart monitor beep. 5 minutes, that’s a miracle even for you.”

With those words he left, knowing it would get his friend thinking enough to rest. He had been dead for 5 minutes so, and had /still/ managed to escape death. Thanks to the medical staff and his fellow heroes, of course, but at this point it seemed ridiculous.

“Shinya… I kept seeing you…”

The blonde whispered tiredly, closing his eyes. Exhaustion won over him, so he couldn’t hear the other’s reply. But feeling his hand was more than enough to finally guide him into a calm, dreamless sleep. Shinya was really there, Tsunagu was safe, and that was all that mattered.

#best jeanist #edgeshot #tsunagu hakamada #shinya kamihara #mha #art #digital art #fanfiction #angst #happy ending #trigger warning torture #trigger warning #tw torture #angst with happy ending #edgejeanist #bestshot

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simpxxstan · 2 years

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leave me loving you (knj series)- Chapter 1

pairing: idol!namjoon x reader

genre: angst, fluff, exes to lovers, idol au

summary: love is easy. marriage is hard. especially with kim namjoon. it’s only for your daughter’s sake that you keep in touch. but when feelings linger, can you ever move on from the past?

word count: 4k

rating: 13+ (everything is sfw)

warning: a large dose of angst. I may or may not have teared up while writing this. topics of divorce and pregnancy.

a/n: hi! I’ve been away from tumblr for more than a month now, because I’ve been really caught up with work and studies :(. Missed JK’s bday too, but here I am to post this as a belated celebration! Happy Birthday Jungkookie! All of the love in this world to you, angel. The original intention was to finish this series by Namjoon’s bday, but I don’t think I will be able to write that fast. This is for my bestie, @mommyofpinkears I hope you like this, babe! Thank you for reading! All of your support is so so appreciated, love y'all! Enjoy!

You flick from one channel to the next on the television, your mind in a completely different place. With every passing minute, your tension just increased, and you gulped down larger sips of the ice tea you had made yourself. It was past 10 o’ clock, and Namjoon had still not brought Byul back home.

It did remind you of the old days, sometimes. How the father-daughter duo would disappear for long hours, visiting some park or the other, ice skating in the rink, singing at the kid’s karaoke, or taking a walk down the Han river in the peace after the sunset. Even then, you’d be super worried when they would return home late. But somehow, there was some kind of ease in your mind then. You knew that no matter what, Namjoon would bring her back home. And he’d come back to you too.

The trust was still there. You knew Namjoon too well to think he wouldn’t dote on his daughter and bring her home safely. The only person you were worried about was Namjoon.

You didn’t want to repeat the incidents of last month again.

You both had to make your hearts into steel, even if it was for Byul’s sake.

Just then, the bell rings and you walk up, rushing to the front door to open it and find a cutely asleep Byul in Namjoon’s arms, while the man himself was looking at you with a smile.

“She’s tired.”

You can’t smile, not when you were so worried just a moment ago. “Where did you take her?”

“To the amusement park. The new one? In Gangnam.”

You nod, and extend your arms in order to take Byul into your arms.

“No, let me put her in bed. She’ll wake up.”

Your eyes become sterner, as you glare at Namjoon, whose face takes up a mildly begging expression.

“Please?”

You can’t not be melted by his puppy eyes.

You never could resist them.

You step aside, letting him walk in, and he walks straight to the bedroom, knowing very well where the rooms were. You shut the door, put the TV on mute, and walk into the bedroom, just to see the big man trying his best to gently tuck in the tiny girl, who had a smile on her face as she basked in her Appa’s warmth. You bit your lip to stop the tears from rushing to your eyes. When Namjoon finished, he kissed right in between Byul’s eyebrows, and whispered goodnight to her. Then he looked up at you, and walked out of the room. You shut the door and walked out too.

You could see the tears gathering up near his eyes too.

“Did you two have fun?”

“Hmm, I think she did. Although she was a little scared during the rides, it was good.”

“And you?”

He looks at you with a soft smile, his eyes wistful. “Hmm, me too.”

You want to hug him so bad. He’s literally asking for it, with those dimples popping up slightly, his hair fluffy and soft, the blonde wearing off. But you won’t. You’ve mentally scolded yourself a million times to not lean into physical touches. It would honestly be the last straw.

“Did you eat dinner?”

“Yeah, we ate ramen and corn dogs. She really liked the corn dog, has she tried it before?”

“I don’t think so. I thought it would be too fiery for her, but I’m glad she liked it.”

He nods. You take in his outfit, a light beige hoodie and plain jeans, but he looks… so fine. You regret your decisions for the nth time.

“Umm, Y/N, I had a favour to ask of you.”

You nod, urging him to continue.

“Byulie told me she has a parent-teachers meeting in school on Thursday. Can I come along, if that’s okay with you? I really want to meet her teachers and understand her progress.”

You furrow your eyebrows. “You’ve never been involved with her school work before, why now?”

“I don’t know, it’s just…”

“Do you think that just because I’m not as smart as you, I can’t raise her to be smart?”

You want to take your words back.

You really do.

Because he has the saddest look in his eyes now and you want to cry just by looking at him.

“No, Y/N, I didn’t mean that. I just wanted to see how she’s coping at school and stuff like that.”

“Well, Byul’s never had many problems. I’ve spoken to her teachers before, and they’ve all confirmed this. Plus our communication is really strong so even if she faces any difficulties, she doesn’t hesitate to tell me.

“That’s really good to hear.” He whispers quietly. Sincerity shines in his eyes.

“But I'd think she’ll like it if you come to the parent-teachers meeting.

You could finally see him smiling. “Are you sure you’d be okay with that?” Your heart ached. “Yes. Of course. You are her father.”

Judging by the look he gave you, you didn’t think this was the answer he expected. But it didn’t matter. He had already turned towards the door, turning once to say, “See ya on Thursday then! Please text me the details.”

You nod, opening the door for him.

He stopped in front of you, gently leaned towards you, and pecked your forehead.

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

When you closed the door, speechless, a single tear ran down your eye.

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Loving Namjoon had been a dream, until you woke up and faced reality. Wherever you went, cameras flashed in your eyes and you found your peers stealing glances at you, eyes burning with jealousy. It almost felt like a crime, dating and then marrying Namjoon. It was as if you had stolen him away from thousands of people. Hate comments on your Instagram, multiple rumours aimed to shame you, and the endless invasion into your personal life. It was something Namjoon had warned you about, but you were terrified by the scale of it. But even that was something you could manage. He, the boys and their company had helped you with those issues too.

However, everything turned bitter when you actually became pregnant. You both had talked about it, and Namjoon had always been ready to become a dad. He would often wistfully dream, with you lying on his chest, how he would drive his child to school every day, how his child would have his dimples but your smile, how he would spoil his child (to which you would lightly scold him), and how he would find another partner to go on nature walks with. You would laugh at his dreams, finding them adorable. You weren’t so eager to become a mother, you wanted to settle down more in life first, but you were sure Namjoon would be the best dad ever, and that made your heart warm. You couldn’t dream of having children with anyone other than Joon.

You still remembered that morning clearly. You had woken up and taken a pregnancy test after repeated bouts of vomiting and nausea in spite of no reason for food poisoning.

The test had, as you had expected, revealed positive.

You had woken him up gently, showering tiny kisses all across his face and neck. You knew this was his favourite way of waking up, and even before his eyes had opened, his cheeks had broken into dimples as his smile rose. “What’s up, baby girl?”

“Namjoon-ah!”

He opened his eyes at your mock urgency, brows raised in anticipation.

“Who’s ready to be a dad?” You had shown him the little tool, showing a red line, indicating your pregnancy.

His face had gone from shock to disbelief to surprise to sheer utter joy in a span of ten seconds. “Really?” He sat up, holding you in his lap. You nodded, the widest smile on both of your faces. “YAYYYY!” He had lifted you up as he stood up hopping slightly. Laughing, you begged him to put you down, but he showed no signs of stopping. He began to twirl you round and round, and then you said, “Joon, no really, I’m gonna vomit all over you, if you don’t stop right now.” Alarmed, but not in despair, he had stopped. “I’m sorry.” He kissed you on your forehead, your nose, and then your lips, deepening it slightly before the two of you became out of breath. “I love you, my baby mommy,” he said, booping your nose with his. “I love you too, Namjoon-ah.”

And then everything went downhill.

___

He arrived just ten minutes before the meeting was scheduled to start, panting as he ran into the school campus, muttering apologies to everyone. You hadn’t even spotted him in the crowd, but Byul had begun waving her hand at him, beckoning him to where the two of you were standing. Unconsciously, the edges of your lips curled up.

It had been his dream to come to school with his child. Even if it was in fragments, you did hope Namjoon was happy that his dream was coming true. The way his eyes were lit up, he sure did seem happy. He made his way through the crowds, which was not an easy feat as people instantly started gathering around him, recognising him as RM of BTS, and flocked him for autographs and selfies. He politely apologised, all the while, keeping his eyes on you and Byul. By the time he reached you, he was quite flustered, but Byul instantly hopped into his arms.

“Appa!” she smacked his cheek with a loud kiss, and he hugged her tightly. “You came!”

“Yes, darling. Of course I came.”

“How are you?” You asked him.

“Doing okay. Am I very late?”

“Nope, don’t worry. We still have about-” you looked at your watch, “Oh dear, we have a minute left! Let’s start making our way to the classrooms!” he laughed at your panic, but when you unconsciously clutched his hand and walked towards the classroom, Namjoon’s face lit up with the most beautiful sad smile, as his heart ached and leaped at the same time. His daughter in his arms, his angel holding his hand, this was nothing less than his ideal. Except it wasn’t the ideal.

___

Although the divorce had been your call, you had probably suffered the worst brunt of it. Being with Namjoon had been challenging, but at least you always had him at your side. When you had asked for the divorce, you had thought that the grass on the other side would be greener.

But it was a thought in vain.

The first time you had visited your regular supermarket, you had absentmindedly bought a ton of things that you would never use, but you had made it a habit to buy them for Namjoon. A special type of strawberry jam, his typical razor, the cookies he liked to eat with tea, a juice mix he had been waiting for a long time to buy but the supermarket had run out of stock. It was only when you had returned home that you had realised your mistake.

He had surely been surprised to see you at his door late in the night, a plastic bag in your hand, and Byul on your shoulders.

“Hi.”

“Hey!” He had smiled at Byul whose face had glown up with the same smile as her Appa, and stepped aside, asking you in.

“No, no I have to get back home. Just came to drop these.” You plopped the plastic bag in front of him. “I, umm, bought some stuff. Accidentally bought stuff you liked and then realised I have no use for them.” You laughed, so fake, trying to hide your embarrassment.

“Oh.”

He picked it up, and smiled again, “Thank you, Y/N-ah.”

“Umm, I’ll be on my way then.”

But Byul had started whining in broken words near your ear, “Appa, Appa please Eomma…” It broke your heart as you tried to shush her.

“Can I hold her?” He asked you, wistfully.

You looked up at him, stunned to say anything. Your brain short-circuited as your heart screamed to you, look what you’ve done, Y/N, her own father is asking for your permission to even hold her. “Yeah…” You slowly removed Byul from your shoulders, and placed her in Namjoon’s extended arms. He immediately engulfed her, his big body warming her up as she snuggled sleepily into Appa’s neck, her hands going round his body like it was a mountain she was trying to hold on to. “Please step in? I’ll just hold her for a while… I think she’ll fall asleep soon.” He peppered her hair with kisses, a fond smile on his face. You smiled at the sight, this was the best sight you had seen in the longest time. And you had dreamt about it for so long too- ever since you had found out about the pregnancy, you kept thinking of how Joon would be with his child- he would mould them into his little habits, fondly playing with tiny toys, going around zoos and parks to look at animals and plants, reading illustrated books together, their tiny body in contrast to his large one.

But now you had ruined your dream with your own hands.

You stepped into his house, and tiptoed to the sofa, where Namjoon currently sat down with Byul. After the divorce, you had continued to live in the house the two of you had shared earlier while Namjoon had moved into a new house closer to the BigHit building and the other boys. It was smaller than your house, and minimalistic to an extreme extent- just beautiful paintings from his private collection adorning the otherwise plain walls. His dog, Rap Mon, suddenly entered the room and climbed up the sofa to sit next to Namjoon and Byul. She giggled and instantly began petting it. Byul had probably been too young to remember playing with Moni as a child, but they had always shared a special bond. You muted your movements, careful to not spoil the moment. It was too precious to be spoiled. And too heartbreaking.

Joon looked at you just at the moment when tears spilled the threshold of your eyes. You immediately sniffed and wiped them away, whispering apologies. But then he had extended his arm to you and you had snuggled into his embrace, without thinking twice. It was probably wrong to do this, but you didn’t care. You couldn’t just sit in front of the love of your life and not want to be near him, especially when he was at his most vulnerable.

As soon as you had placed your head on his shoulder, he began stroking your hair, the same way he was doing to Byul. “My two favourite girls”, he would say. “And Eommoni?” you’d tease him, but he’d scrunch his nose and instantly reply, “She’s not in the list”, resulting in you giggling loudly.

The last thing you had remembered that night before falling asleep was that he smelt like you. It was probably because he was wearing your perfume on his sweatshirt.

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Byul’s teacher somehow began regarding her as a special human species after she saw that her father was the Kim Namjoon. “Aah, Namjoon-ssi, I must tell you, your daughter is one of the brightest children in her class. She must have got that from you, considering that your intelligence is a well-known fact…” ending in a slight laugh, as she dropped her neckline even lower. A bitter taste spread in your mouth. He had always received such attention, and it had been quite easy for you to ignore it earlier when you were married. But now that… he was technically single, a silent fear rose in your heart. You quickly shooed it away to focus on the discussion Namjoon was having with the teacher, Byul carefully sitting in his lap, playing with her braids.

“I know she’s doing well in academics, but I also want to know how she’s faring in extra-curricular activities, like singing or art?” “Oh I know why you’re asking this, hmm”, the teacher wiggles her eyebrows with a smirk, as if she knows some secret that you don’t. Namjoon simply smiles, dimples on full display, and you feel that bitter taste again. You only notice that you’ve been biting your lower lip, when he grabs your hand, and squeezes it gently. He leans in and whispers, as the teacher rummages through some sheets to find something, “Stop looking like a pressure pot. You’re all red.” You realise he’s purposely turned on his charm, and it is actually producing results. The teacher shows you both all of Byul’s reports from the last term in her extra-curricular activities. As you dig into the details of her academic and extra-curricular records, Namjoon sits back into his chair, easing out as you take over the meeting.

Later, as you three sit in the cafeteria, he says, “Phew! She’s quite the flirt. Byul-ah, you have a funny teacher.” Joon winks at your daughter, who’s sipping on a milkshake. “No- she’s normally nice. Today she was funny.” As she slightly chokes on her drink while speaking, you pat her back trying to ease her, and you scold Joon, “Don’t talk to her while she’s drinking, Joon. Her drink goes down the wrong pipe.” He laughs at that. “What’s so funny!” “Nothing, the wording is funny.” “You’re finding everyone and everything amusing today. Even things which aren’t.” “Like her teacher’s behaviour?” “Yes like her teacher’s behaviour. Quite mean, I’d say, considering the mother of the child is right there and she’s ignoring me as if I’m non-existent.” “I’ve always had that effect on people, Y/N.” “The effect of reducing others to just background while you’re the focus?” “Yes. You know it all too well, Y/N-ah.” You become silent, suddenly remembering the party where you had met him for the first time. Hobi’s new album’s listening party. You had been unable to take your eyes off him, although you were there just as a family friend of Hobi’s. You would’ve never got the guts to approach him, but luck had favoured you, when he had casually sauntered up to you, and introduced himself to you, all grace and smiles even in the casual atmosphere. You knew then why his fans went so gaga over him.

“Yes, I know it all too well, Joonie.”

He didn’t notice your silent statement as Byul began poking him in his chest, right above his ever-growing pecs, “Appa, let’s go to the park near Youngjae’s house, please? She tells me it’s so pretty!” Her eyes widened as she began describing the park, and you noticed that Namjoon was equally invested into this conversation. You had never had been as fond of nature as he had been, and his traits had flown smoothly into his daughter’s blood. “Y/N, is it okay if we go there now?”

“Are you free to go now?”

“Yeah, I took the rest of the day off.”

“Okay then. Let’s go!” Father and daughter nearly bounced as they stood up, and you laughed to see their excitement. It made your frozen heart so warm.

___

“When will you stop being cruel to yourself, and just admit how you feel?” Sana asks you over another glass of wine, the two of you chilling out in her apartment as both Byul and her kids have fallen asleep in the kids’ bedroom after an intensely wild play-session, and her husband is out of town. “I don’t know what I feel, Sana.”

“Well, you certainly don’t feel like leaving him outside your door every night. And being heartbroken every time you see Byul because she looks exactly like him.”

“I know these things. I took the plunge despite knowing these things would happen. But you know as well as I do that the reasons why we split haven’t changed yet.”

“But other factors have worsened, Y/N.”

“Oh dear, stop talking like a scientist.” You both laughed, because Sana was actually a molecular chemistry scientist. The laugh broke your conversation, and you were further distracted by a text on your phone, as Sana stood up to bring some more snacks from the kitchen.

Hi Y/N-ie! Sorry if this is weird but- have you and Joon fought recently?

It was a text from Jimin. Another text quickly popped up below.

Aish, I’m sorry this is really out of the blue- I haven’t even visited y’all for some time. Sorry if you’re sleeping or uncomfortable.

You smiled at the continuous apologies, and you typed back a text.

No, Jimin, I’m awake, although Byul has fallen asleep! And if you’re gonna apologize so much, I’m seriously going to block your number.

He quickly sent another text.

Haha, sorry- oops I did it again, oh gosh!

You laughed at that, and again texted him to calm down. Then you saw the message that Jimin had sent first. Why would he think that you and Namjoon had fought? You had parted ways quite peacefully last evening when he had dropped you both home after your exploration of the park.

Nope… we haven’t fought. Is something wrong?

You waited for the reply, and it pinged up.

Oh. I assumed wrongly… he’s just a little sad. Idk he’s behaving the same way he did when you guys would quarrel earlier.

Sad?

Really? How is he behaving?

Again a pause.

He’s not talking, just staring at the world without seeing anything, and chugging down his drink. He couldn’t even record the song we were supposed to record today properly. He kept fumbling up the rap. Quite unusual on his part, that’s why I wanted to ask you.

Oh. This was really unusual. You had never known that he would react like this to your quarrels, and while it made you guiltily happy that your fights would affect him like this earlier, it spread a dark feeling in your mind now. Why was he behaving like this? What was on his mind?

Before you could reply, another text pinged up.

I’m didn’t want to bother you, Y/N. Just wondered out aloud, and I guess it's making you worry. Please don’t worry too much, we’ll take care of him. Goodnight!

You sighed. It was so truly Jimin to not want to make you worry. You fought the physical urge to walk out of Sana’s house and drive straight to wherever Namjoon was to hug and talk to him to bring him to a better mental state.

Instead, you walked up to Sana, into the kitchen. “Hey, see what Jimin just texted me.” As you showed her the chats, you felt a sinking feeling in your stomach. You were feeling so helpless and clueless. And a bad friend. A bad wife. A bad lover. A bad ex-wife even. You were just so, so pathetic.

And that’s why, when the tears started pouring out, you didn’t stop them. You just let Sana hold you in her arms, while you made her shoulder wet with your sobs. The pain just wouldn’t stop.

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