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bp-zb1fics · 1 year

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hii!! can i req a chen kuanjui. So basically reader and kuanjui have been dating for a long time and they basically got into boys planet tgthr (reader is in g grp) so this is set during the artist battle and reader got kicked out of over me and ended in supercharger so i was wondering mayb a angst to fluff (?) of like during when the reader is getting kicked?!?. Im so sorry if this is abit confusing 😢😢 i appreciate your writing so so much and i hope you have a wonderful dayy!!

It was only just a dream

pairing: chen kuanjui x g group reader

genre: canonverse, angst, fluff, slight humour, hurt-comfort ish

tw/tags: longtime relationship, codependency/attachment issues, implied intimacy, sharing beds, kuanjui being a little too optimistic, arguing, crying, zhang hao is mother, lots of kisses, threats, someone give haruto an oscar, much drama like a lot

wc: 2495

summary: one of you has to go but it doesn’t seem like kuanjui realises that.

a/n omg anon that wasn't confusing at all!!! i think...lol i hope i was able to get what u were going for~ this is the first sort of angst i think i touched on for this fandom and honestly i think i did better than i expected (maybe the dialogue gets a little too dramatic tho hehe idk) and it was pretty fun to write so i really hope you like it! also prolly the last fic i put out this week since i've got a deadline on mon so we need priorities~

Check my pinned for more fics~

You and Kuanjui have always been a matched set. Coming to Korea to join the company at the same time, scores always one after the other at trainee evaluations, confessing to each other, sneaking kisses and sharing beds at the dorm, even leaving Yuehua together.

Both of you auditioned for Boys Planet and it was about the same. Getting all-stars at the level test and then dropping to three-stars at the signal song. Keita calling his name for Kill this Love team and yours following soon after. As soon as he sees that you’ve picked the song, Kuanjui chooses “Butterfly” without a second thought.

“It’s like you’re one person.” Zhang Hao jokes whenever he sees the two of you mirroring each other’s stretches.

“We basically have an extra bed.” Min tells Keita after he flees his own room to escape Matthew and Zhang Hao’s symphony of snores. You’re fast asleep, snuggled up to Kuanjui on the top bunk.

“It’s for your own good.” Cong and Brian tell Junseo after he asks why you and Kuanjui get the room with the extra bed when it’s become obvious enough to the whole camp that you and Kuanjui always sleep in one bed.

Most of the G-group trainees have already walked in on both of you twisted into some position that: 1. They didn’t know the human body was capable of bending into and 2. Made them want to go pour bleach into their eyes.

Even during eliminations, your ranks are called one after the other. Not even minutes after letting go of each other’s hand do you stand side by side on the stage to give your thank you speeches and then walk up the stairs to take your seats, hand in hand once again. It’s almost like it’s been rigged, you joke sometimes when you’re away from the camera.

Kuanjui just sighs, holds you closer and drops a kiss on your forehead.

“Maybe the Star Creators just like us too much together to keep us apart.”

And maybe Kuanjui is right, when you both, once again, end up in Over Me together. The Star Creators have decided once again to keep you together. But there’s a sense of dread growing in the pit of your stomach. The eliminations come again, your rank follows Kuanjui, one after the other. You’re both safe but you know you aren’t safe enough for when the next round rolls in, beds emptying, the camp getting quieter. Only the Top 18 goes to the finale and your ranks are still languishing in the 20s.

“We’ll make it,” Kuanjui whispers to you as you curl up in the sheets that night. “We’ll go to the finale together and we’ll debut together.”

It’s a nice dream, you think as his arms wrap around you, burying his face into your neck. Eyes growing heavy, you can only hold him as you drift off. Two bodies tangled together. Maybe in your sleep, there’s a future where that does happen, where you both get to live out your dreams for the next 2 and a half years together.

Still, sooner or later, you’ll have to wake up.

There’s a tension in the air, the morning after eliminations.

Along with the 8 other surviving members of Over Me, you’re seated in a semicircle, Kuanjui holding your hand and Keita on the other side.

“In the previous season,” Jongwoo, your leader, starts. “They made the decision by voting.”

All of you were well aware. Kuanjui squeezes your hand and you squeeze back. From the other end of the semicircle, you catch Zhang Hao’s eyes. He stares at your intertwined hands and then at you. You nod slightly when you’re sure Kuanjui isn’t watching.

Both of you knew what you were going to do and it wasn’t going to go down nicely.

A little later, the trainees from Switch and Supercharger walk in.

“If we pick someone, they have to join us without resisting.”

All of you react, Kuanjui pulling you to hide behind your fellow members. There’s a little back and forth banter before they tell you that they’re not actually there to choose and your group does need to vote people out. After they leave the room, you all sit back down, the tension returning with a vengeance. Everyone begins to appeal to themselves.

“The song really suits me. I want to do it.” Ricky states.

“I created the rap part at the beginning of the second verse,” Jeonghyeon points out.

“I really poured my everything into it; The costume, stage design, choreography and structure. We just need to keep going with them.” Jongwoo says so passionately that you’re almost swayed by it. Almost.

But Kuanjui had told you what he, Zhang Hao and Ricky discussed last night and it wasn’t looking good for your leader. Honestly this wasn’t going to end without someone’s feelings getting hurt. Whether they ended up staying or leaving.

It comes down to the decision not of who should be voted out but who each member thinks should stay, apart from themselves. You write your picks quickly, not even needing to stop and reconsider.

Everyone sits back down, prepared with their list of names. The moment of truth.

“The first one I thought of was Jay. The next one is Zhang Hao”

“Ricky.”

“Jeonghyeonie.”

“Jay.”

“Chen Kuan Jui.”

“Lee Jeonghyeon.”

Once. Your name is called once and it’s obviously when Kuanjui reads off his list, already visibly shaken by the fact that it’s only his name and not yours that he hears from everybody else. You steel your expression into placid acceptance, avoiding your boyfriend’s gaze.

“Jui. Jay. Jeonghyeonie. Ricky. Hao. It’s those five.” Jongwoo sums it up, the disappointment in his voice as clear as the look on Kuanjui’s face when you finally turn to him.

As the four of you who've been voted out make to stand up, Kuanjui does faster than all of you. Before anyone can stop him, he’s already dragging you out of the room, opening the door of the studio so swiftly that the trainees waiting outside jump and pulling you into the bathroom before they can say anything.

He snatches the mics off your sweatshirts. Now you’re just there, staring at each other. You and Kuanjui barely fight but you already know that this is going to be uglier than any of your petty quarrels.

“I’ll talk to Hao-

“Baobei, no-”

“Jongwoo-hyung can stay and-”

“No, I-”

“We can join Supercharger together-”

“Jui-”

“Or Switch, whatever you want-”

“Kuanjui.” He finally looks at you. “I have to go.”

“We can go together…” He protests.

“No, that’s unfair to you.”

“It’s not-”

“It is, Jui, it is.” You insist. “Look, I talked with Hao, I knew only one of us would get to stay and it was going to be you. You- you need this. You fit the song so well. We know it. The whole team knows it, that’s why they voted for you. You need to do Over Me, you need the votes. Hell, if you can get the bonus, even better.”

“I voted for you.” He fires back. “I wanted them to vote for you, okay? I told Hao and Ricky that it was going to be a problem when we got the same part. I wanted them to vote for you and not me, I wanted to give you the part.”

“Don’t you dare, Kuanjui.” You hiss. “I could never live with myself if I had to take the part away from you. I-”

“And how do you think I feel? Huh?” His voice breaks and suddenly you become very aware of how wet your own eyes are.

“We were supposed to do this together.” Kuanjui almost whispers, with a certainty that scares you. “I told you last night. We’ll win the challenge and get the bonus. We’ll make it to the finale together and maybe we’ll debut.”

“Wake up,” you choke back a sob. “We both saw our ranks yesterday. It’s going to take a miracle for both of us to make it unless some people drop. And okay, maybe one of us does. It’s going to be you, Jui. We both know it is.”

“I don’t want that.” This stubborn bastard. “I don’t want to do this without you.”

Why is he breaking your heart?

“Maybe you don’t want to,” you point out. “But that doesn’t mean you can’t, Jui. You’re so talented, you’ve worked so hard, this is your dream.”

“It’s your dream too.”

It is. You manage a shaky smile, despite the tears running down your face.

“I’ll be okay.” You say instead. Jui knows you so well. Arguably, more than you know yourself sometimes. He knows that look on your face. You’ll talk about this more later but right now, what’s done is done.

The discussion is over and the decision has been made. It’s made a long time ago, in the room he pulled you from. Now he has to go back there without you and learn to accept it.

There’s a quiet knock on the door before it opens, Zhang Hao peeking inside. Honestly you’re surprised that none of the other trainees or staff had walked in or tried to intervene.

“Everything okay?” He asks tentatively even if he can definitely see your swollen eyes, cheeks stained with tear tracks and Jui furiously scrubbing at his face.

“We talked,” you offer instead as he shuts the door behind him, studying both of you.

Even if you’re all the same age, Zhang Hao’s always been the parental type from the time you trained at Yuehua together up until now. He’s the one that coaxes you to wash your face, even producing a small makeup kit to get rid of the redness on your nose and around your eyes.

“I’m sorry.” Kuanjui says belatedly, once you’re both presentable enough for the cameras.

“They’re worried about you.” Zhang Hao reassures. “Good thing, Jui moves fast and no one said anything so hopefully they just cut all of this out. Or honestly, you can pretend it’s a hidden camera, I think the editors would be likely to go with that”

You can only nod, finally facing your boyfriend again. He steps forward wrapping you into a tight hug, you can only sink into him, letting some of the tension between bleed out. Zhang Hao quietly excuses himself and walks out first, likely to tell everyone that you’re fine and make an excuse for the cameras.

Once you separate, his hands are still resting around your waist.

“I’ll see you tonight.” He says before giving you a quick kiss.

“Hmmph, we’ll see, I might have to practise all night to learn Supercharger. Oh and we might have to move rooms.”

“I’ll fight the staff if they tell us too. Literally there are so many empty rooms.”

“Jui…”

“What? Honestly even if they made us separate, everyone knows that I’m sneaking into your room. I won’t be able to sleep if the bed’s empty.”

“Aiyo, you’re impossible.”

You decide to go for the hidden camera cover up, walking out and doing a somewhat comedic skit, a heavily censored version what went down in the bathroom, overly exaggerating your reactions. Damn, maybe both of you should have taken notes from Jiwoong and gone into acting instead.

Haruto, bless his dramatic ass, gets with the program immediately.

“You’re ours now!” He hollers, clinging onto you and laughing evilly, Zihao grinning and holding onto you as well.

“Noooo, don’t leave me.” Kuanjui cries melodramatically, reaching out for you as a reluctant Zhang Hao drags him back into the practice room. The door clicks shut.

The dread settles in for one moment before Haruto hustles both you and Zihao to Say My Name’s practice room along with team Switch.

“You okay?” Jongwoo mutters to you on the way down, still very much a concerned leader.

“Mhmm, I’ve been better.” Haruto is still clinging to you which offers some sort of slight comfort. “Are you okay?” You ask Jongwoo, knowing how hard your former leader worked for Over Me.

He laughs humorlessly. “Not the greatest day for me either.”

There’s definitely a ruckus over the new lineups as you all enter.

“Eh??” Matthew exclaims when you walk in.

“How did they get Kuanjui-ge to let you go?!” Ollie’s eyes look like they’re about to fall out of his head from how big they are.

You help Haruto pitch Supercharger as best as you can before stepping outside to wait for your new members.

That night…

“Okay, Takuto can stay with me. Woongi-hyung and Seowon-hyung said they’ll room together. Which means Ollie can stay with Zihao, eh?”

Haruto’s handing out the room arrangement when Takuto asks where you’ll be sleeping. Immediately, Ollie snorts, Woongi and Seowon exchange glances, definitely having heard of your "special" sleeping arrangement from the other trainees, and Zihao, bless his soul, covers for you, putting an arm over your shoulder as he says to Takuto.

“Don’t worry, they’ll be sleeping with me and Ollie.”

“Ah, is that right?” Because of course your boyfriend decides that it’s the right moment to show up.

“Jui-ge’s just here to say goodnight, right?” Ollie says faux innocently as Takuto grows more confused.

“Sorry baobei, I think I’ll be sleeping with Zihao tonight.” You joke, playfully clinging onto the dancer who seems almost too happy about it.

Kuanjui, on the other, does not look happy at all.

“Zihao. If you don’t let go of them right now, I can make sure that Supercharger will wake up tomorrow with one less member.”

Haruto squawks something about not killing his husband. Seowon and Woongi decide it’s time to remove themselves, taking Takuto and a reluctant Ollie with them. Zihao stops smiling, his arm dropping from your shoulder immediately as he backs off.

Kuanjui is immediately all over you.

“I smell.” You whine to him weakly. “We’ve been practising all day and I haven’t showered.”

“I’ll shower with you.” From the back, you hear Haruto gag, footsteps speeding away from you. Zihao has disappeared from the hallway.

Kuanjui showers with you. You keep it wholesome, kinda. Except your boyfriend is incredibly flexible and can’t seem to keep his hands to himself. So maybe you get a little frisky. Not a lot. Well, at least you don’t traumatise anyone.

And just like that, you’re back in Kuanjui’s arms, lying in bed, hair still damp from the shower. You close your eyes as he litters kisses all over your face, sweet and light and everything you’ve ever wanted.

“You know we still need to talk.” You’re drifting off, the aches of learning a completely new choreography bearing down on your body.

“I know.” He whispers back. “But let me kiss you first?”

You fall asleep with the feeling of his lips against your skin. The feeling of him holding you. You’ll talk tomorrow, work things out, address issues that the stress of today brought up. But for now, you sleep. And together, you dream.

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honeyglz · 1 year

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Blame it on the drinks.

A/N- Cant get this out of my head so Im doing a part 2 of my first fic Crowded. Also Im sorry if Im posting tm- Im new to the whole thing and just like writing so bite me.

Pairing- Kirishima x Reader/Bakugou x Reader (I enjoy torment)

P1- Crowded

Content warning- No major ones that Im aware of. Bakugou calls reader peaches because I like being called peaches :) and Kiri has thoughts about leaving his soon to be wife. Also Bakugou and Y/N lowkey be flirting sue me and 'pretty' is used to describe reader. Also again proof reading aint my thing

-♡- Her gaze burnt as she watched the new 'couple'. The blonde next to her chuckling at her blank expression. She blinked once. Twice. a third time. No matter what she did to try wake herself up it wouldn't work. It wasn't a bad dream. Kirishima's eyes trailed to her as he sent her a wide smile, his new fiance smiling at her as they soaked in each others embrace. She cursed under her breath as she smiled back, wide and thoothy it was enough to convince anyone she was alright. "Not so mouthy now huh peaches-?" The blonde said satisfied with his work. He watched as the happy new couple turned, only then noticing the tight grip on his arm.

Her hands shook as she reached, gripping the fabric of his expensive suit as if her life depended on it. Her nails dug into the clean hem as she held her cup, tears mixing at the bottom of her glass. She was crying in the middle of a ball. Her best friends ball, where she should be over there, with them, congratulating them the most. Instead she was here, crying into her glass cursing every moment leading up to now. Bakugou's mouth hung agape, stunned at the woman's behaviour. Never in his life had he seen you like this, not in UA, not when you were cornered or hurt. Never. Sniffles filled the bubble between them and he felt his heart pull. He huffed as he slung his arm around her, shielding her from view as her face buried into his side.

She stiffened at the sudden action, embarrassment flaring up at him having seen her so vulnerable.

"Don't even think about crying anymore dumbass. You'll stain my suit" he grumbled as she gathered her sleeve wiping the stray tears that threatened to stain her pretty outfit. He clicked his tongue as her head turned, both of them now facing the crowd as she cleaned up.

"Im sorry about this I know its stupid-" she apologised but he shut her up quickly. "Don't do that... Don't downplay your emotions like that dumbass." His tone was firm, crimson eyes melting against her own as he stared shamelessly. She felt a soft smile grace her lips as she stared back, forgetting for a second everything around her as she leaned into his warm embrace. "Oh you so have it bad" The blonde only laughed rolling his eyes lightly at her usual jokes "Maybe I do. What'cha gonna do about it peaches?"

-Kirishima's pov-

Music drowned out any remaining sober thoughts he had as he swayed with the crowd, too drunk to care about anything else in the moment. His arm hung loosely on his lovers waist watching as she gushed to her friends about the night, all of them in awe of their relationship. He felt a bored sigh rise in his throat as he excused himself, opting for another drink to help lighten his mood. That's when he caught sight of it.

Your H/C hair tasselled messily against a sleek black suit. His best friend's arm far too comfortable on your shoulder. Since when did you two get close? He felt his mood sour at the thought, much to his dismay. You two were his best friends, he should be glad you were getting along. And yet when the blonde leaned down to whisper something in your ear he felt something in the pit of his stomach churn slowly. The feeling only worsened when he saw you laugh, smile gleaming under the colourful lights and yet still the brightest thing in the room. What did he say to make you laugh like that huh? Last time he had checked Bakugou was never that funny.

Kirishima felt his gaze linger abit to long for his liking, taking in the way you curled up against the blonde, how his arm wrapped around you securing you in place, how your eyes locked and you didnt pull away. Kiri felt his heart lunge out of his chest, a spark igniting in his soul as he watched the two of you. All night he had been trying to talk to you, and now you were with Bakugou instead. He felt his eyes roll and he stopped in his place. What was wrong with him? Why was he acting like this. He grabbed another drink downing it in a flash, his eyes always trailing back to you. He smiled as he remembered all the memories you two shared, how every night he had a nightmare you were the first he'd call. His mind felt haze'y as he imagined how pretty you looked in white, how perfect having you under his arm felt. How soft your lips must feel- Were you always this good looking? He blamed the alcohol as he drank in your appearance. You sure as hell weren't the little girl he used to play in the dirt with anymore. He felt his head pound as he looked away, his lover calling his name as she ushered him over to yet another group of people. Kiri brushed off all his previous thoughts, chopping it up to wedding jitters. And yet when he couldn't help but picture a ring on your finger. A way to show everyone, even his best friend that you were his. His fiance pulled him through the crowd, passing you and Bakugou. He silently cussed as he pulled his arm from her grip.

She looked back, confused, "everything alright Ei?" He gulped as his heart pounded, what was he thinking?- The words slipped his mind before he could register. "I think.... I think I need to go."

-♡-

A/N - Woooo lets goooo. This has been on my mind for abit now so thought I'd finally write it out. Also a gentle reminder my request are open!! If you'd like to see sumth or maybe just wanna talk hmu. I ofc am new to the whole tumblr thing so please be patient as I navigate things :)

#kirshima x reader #bnha kirishima #kirishima eijiro x reader #my hero acedamia #mha #mha angst #bakugou katsuki #reverse comfort #kirishima x y/n #y/n #x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #kirishima eijirou #HoneyGlz #bakugou x reader #Bakugou mha

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skztea · 1 year

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Greetings from me❣️

Hey everyone!! It’s been a long time since im active here, and i still have pending requests from interested readers since 2021 (im so sorry guys TT)

It has been a roller coaster for me in 2022 - i had alot of health issues, was hospitalised, was busy with my final year submissions and was busy collecting Hyunnie’s photocards, and most importantly, i was in a huge writer’s block.

Im not sure what gotten me, but i was struggling internally to pen down my ideas or i would say, avoiding it to pen it down. I was heavily pressured by statistics, and i lost motivation to write.

After being isle in Tumblr, reading many wonderful fics have kinda gotten me back here again to continue where i left off, and ultimately because i saw my dearies 2 days ago in Singapore (MANIAC IN SG).

The boys look surreal, the whole concert felt like a dream and i reflected alot on why did i choose to stay with them for the longest time ever when i joined the kpop fandom 9 years back…

Done being serious but some updates from myself!

• I’ve completed almost 95% of my hyunjin collection (including some expensive ones)

• i’ve met the boys in 5 Feb

• I have come to love them permanantly

• And i want to continue writing for them again!

I will still need abit more time to come back here to write as im graduating soon, once i free up my time ill slowly be back to finish where i left off, please stay tune to it!

With love,

skztea🦋

#please wait for me #i will be back soon

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yamiyjh · 3 years

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Kazuha x GN!reader

[LOL SO UH YEAH FIRST OFFICIAL FIC I POSTED]

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@kazu-ig

It was a sunny day, you were making breakfast. Your boyfriend, Kazuha, was out of the country for a few days since he had some business. Your were thinking of video calling him. Your really missed him, even his touch, to the point you decided to try and touch yourself.

You were washing the plates, as you were; you heard your phone ring. You quickly put back your plate and looked at the name. Smiling widely, you answered.

"Hello, my flower." He says in a happy tone. "Kazuha!" You smile widely, happy to hear his voice after a long time. He was smiling on the other side of the phone.

Little did you know, that Kazuha installed a camera inside the bedroom, where you do your business. After watching yourself cum on your fingers, screaming out his name. He decided to call you and plan something to satisfy both of you.

"My dear flower, what have you been doing these days without me?" He speaks softly through the phone; wondering why he said that. You replied.

"What do you mean Kazuha? I'm just staying at home!" You said, wondering what he meant. He smiles softly, saying in a seductive tone.

"I've known what you've been doing without me, angel. Did you think I would have not find out?" Your heart stopped.

You let out a awkward laugh. Did he know you were touching yourself, thinking of him? He was in his office, waiting for your response.

"Find out what Kazuha?" You asked, trying to act innocent. You notice Kazuha taking out his phone. Your face went red; your eyes widen, he had a footage of you, fingering your hole. You remained silent. He pulls his phone away, taking a look at the footage for himself. You see him smile sadicstically, looking at you being all flustered. Oh, how he loved your reaction. Knowing that you were desperate for pleasure, made him all excited.

"So, honey" He says, stirring his coffee slowly. You watch his fingers. He dips his finger in the coffee; licking it after. You gulped, watching every move he does.

"You were so, so, so, so desperate for my touch, you decided to maturbate?" He says smiling. You nodded.

"Kazuha, I'm sorry I know its sham-" He cuts of you off.

"Ah, ah, ah, who said it was shameful? Im not mad, dear. Infact, I wish to see you touch yourself infront of me." He says softly, even though you could hear his words loud and clear.

"W-what?" You blushed even more. You were already wet from his voice, from how he talks.

"Aren't you turned on right now dear? You can do it right now." He says. You can hear his belt unbuckling. You then nodded. You positioned your phone on a few stacks of books. He watches your body, waiting for you to touch yourself.

You slowly took of your underwear, leaving your exposed privates Infront of the camera.

"Oh, how I wish I was there right now, dear." He says whole watching your fingers trail to your private. You teased yourself abit, rubbing around it, like how Kazuha does. You then went to your hole, inserting a finger in. You thre your head back moaning softly. Kazuha gulped, wishing he was there to taste your juices.

"Nghh~ Kazuha~" You moaned, inserting 1 more finger, fingering yourself fast. Forgetting Kazuha was watching you faced your ass to the camera. You rubbed your private, arching your back.

"Fuck.." Kazuha whispers, he unzips his jeans, taking out his hard cock. He watches you twitch, wanting to cum hard. He starts pumping his cock, trying to match the way your thrusting your fingers in your ass. He wanted to fuck that sweet ass so bad, he was ready to quit and come back to you.

"My dear, go more faster." He demands, wanting to get off you fucking yourself.

"Aghh!~ Kazuha!~~ please~ I want your hard cock~ ahn!~" He twitches. That caused him to increase his pace.

"You looks so lovely, exposing this side of you to me makes me want to penetrate you." He says while he breathes heavily. You go more faster.

"Kazuha!~~ agh~ mmnh~" You moaned loudly, while fingering your sweet spot. You opened your legs even more. You went up to your nipple with your free hand, pinching and twisting them. Kazuha increased his pace even more. His face all red, he loves seeing you defendless.

You were almost at your finish. You start going even more faster. You did one last thrust into your ass. You threw your head back in pleasure. Kazuha squeezed his cock, groaning and twitching from cumming. His cum dirtying his suit. You both were breathing heavily.

"When I come back home, get ready, as I'm not having any mercy on you, my flower."

#genshin impact #kazuha #genshin smut

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alycosworld · 3 years

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hello<3 “🧸” here:D anyways i see the lack of childe fluff (i scrolled to the end of his hashtag(❍ᴥ❍ʋ) ) so like request below as usual^^

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purple-ppl

pink-genre

blue-content

yellow-type of fic

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so i think uk alr but a childe x NB!/GN! reader where reader overthinks alot(´；ω；｀) i tend to overthink everything someone does or like overthink if someone whispers smt to someone else after looking at me idk man I’m just paranoid so maybe that would be nice:3 fluff comfort as usual because i cant take angst:( u can do whatever type of fic u want;)

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i hope u will be able to take this request but if u cant its fine just ignore this! rmb to get rest and drink water:)<3 only do this fic if u want.

i actually have a exam tmr and i shld be asleep LOL but its fine just wanted to relax abit before i freak out tmr(￣▽￣)

Childe with an S/O who Overthinks

Childe X Reader

A/N: sorry I've been off a lil bit! it may not seem like long to some of you, but it was a nice while for me :)) thank you for being patient! I'm still not perfect but I'm good enough <3

I feel like at this point, my head canons are way more funny and informal so they’re a little easier to write but DON’T STOP SENDING IN NORMAL FIC REQUESTS I still do those and I still love those <3

(also, hope your exam went okay 🧸!! and even if it didn't, I'm proud of you for even trying!)

mans is worried as hell

you kinda zoned out while he was taking about some interaction between him, scaramouche and signora she's alive in my heart and normally he wouldn't be worried, just playfully offended, but you looked really troubled an we're fidgeting an awful lot

he would see your agitated state and immediately go teddy bear "im here for u" mode.

he would ask you "why u acting sus?" "Is everything okay, (Y/N)? You look worried about something. Anything I can do to help?"

you immediately looked up at him and tried to say you were fine, but he wouldn't let it go until you were really okay, so you caved.

earlier that day, some ladies were laughing loudly, and when you looked to see what at, you noticed how they glanced at you. you then saw a father look at you and smile admittedly a little eerily before dragging his son in the opposite direction.

to most people, this interaction would be a semi-strange but honestly not that out of the ordinary.

I mean, those ladies could’ve been laughing at a billion other things. And that father could've been smiling politely and just had to rush away for an appointment.

but it was bothering you. you hadn't done anything wrong, had you? nothing worth judgement or any of those reactions at least.

when you told childe, he engulfed you like a fucking white blood cell man. he just 🥺🤗

"There’s no need to get worked up over it, they could be talking about anything!” Childe assured you. He repeated that sentence a million different ways before you finally began to get over it.

sometimes, your overthinking was a real blessing - the ability to analyse a situation in more depth than most people.

but sometimes it can hurt you if you take things the wrong as - which is perfectly fine!!

Childe knows you, and he knows just how to calm you down and make sure you’re feeling good again!

fatui malewife activity ensues and you get all the hugs and kisses you want

please don’t overthink if it’s mentally damaging or draining! of course, some people can’t help it, but if you can try, just say “fuck y’all” and don’t give a shit what people think - ya boi Childe sure doesn’t!

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin fluff #genshin #childe x reader #genshin childe #childe #tartagalia x reader #tartagila #genshin tartagalia #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #genshin imagines #genshin headcanons #genshin impact fatui #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact

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hornymonarch · 3 years

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It's about time I do a part 2 for the Tanjiro fic! @rideorbed 💖

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💖 Two Firsts 💖

After school you and Tanjiro walk to your local coffee shop, (see gif below)

As you two walk you can feel your heart beating against your chest, is this really happening? After years of pining away for him he actually takes interest in you?

Tanjiro looks at you with a gentle fondness in his eyes that could melt any heart, you peek over at him and catch him staring. "Hm? Oh do I have something on my face?".

Tanjiro's eyes widen and he panics saying, "NO NO! I uh... I think you look really nice..." blush erupts in your face and you practically die right there.

"Ah! Uhm th-ank you!" You say with a wide grin, Tanjiro smiles and you two arrive.

As tanjiro opens the door for you, you can smell the aroma of cinnamon and warm coffee beans. Tanjiro trails behind you to a window seat.

You sit down and see Tanjiro wearing a locket, you give a little smile and ask him about it. "Hey, Tanjiro what's that locket for? Anything special?" You say in a sweet tone.

Tanjiro looks down at it and gives a grief filled smile, your smile dropped and was replaced with a worried look.

"OH you don't have to tell me I'm sorry for asking!" You say unconsciously holding his hand over the table, which you notice and blush.

Tanjiro looks up with slight blush and smiles, shaking his head. "NO, it's fine.. this is a picture of my family before... before they were killed..".

Your eyes widen in shock and you squeeze his hand abit and look in his eyes "Tanjiro I'm so sorry, thank you for telling me" Tanjiro nods and scratches his neck.

After that you two order, you get a iced coffee with a cookie. Tanjiro gets a green tea, you sip and look at tanjiro... he is so strong for what he has been through.

"Hey Y/N, what about you? If you don't mind me asking, do you have any tragic backstory?"

As he says this he gives a kind smile, you can't help but to also smile. "Ah, well it's just me and my dad at home.. my mom left when I was really young." Tanjiro frowns and now grabs your hand.

"I'm so sorry, having someone leave willingly is awful" tanjiro rubs his thumb over your hand leaving you breathless and flushed.

After the talk you two walk over to your house and are about to depart for the evening.

"I had a great time, thank you for the coffee Tanjiro!" You say feeling your heart swell and your stomach flutter.

"Ah! No thank you for coming with me.. I really like you Y/N.." he takes both of your hands into his. You blush and smile "I really like you too Tanjiro.. I have for a really long time.."

Tanjiro now blushes and smiles, he leans down and shyly plants a kiss on your lips.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, his hands land on your waist. His breath smelled like tea and peaches..

He breaks the kiss and looks you in the eye, so tender and lovingly he rubs your cheek with his thumb and he leaves. He waves to you and says goodbye, you sit ecstatic and wave back.

You just had your first date and first kiss...

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AHHHH IM ACTUALLY PROUD OF THIS??? TOODLES!

#anime #anime art #comics #tanjiro kamado #kny tanjirou #kamado tanjirō #tanjiro #kny kamado #kny #kny headcanons #kamado siblings #x reader #x y/n #x you #fluff #demon slayer #kny fanfic #fanfic

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hongism · 2 years

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I have not read the newest chapters of MOC yet. I know Hongjoong is a character in this book okay? But he scares me abit like if I was pirate I would love to be on his crew but the thing is I’m so submissive but I’m also emotional in a way and I’m quiet as well. Like I’m the type that if I’m hurting or in pain I keep to myself, but I’m extremely loyal too so I don’t know if I would make a good pirate. But sense I told you this would you think I would be? Your the writer so how do you think Hongjoong would view me as a crew member? Sorry if this is a weird question. I’m a writer but your the queen of writer for pirates and I wanna write something with pirates so I thought I can ask you for the idea if not that’s okay

lkfgjdldkfg tbh i don’t really know how to answer this ?? like i think the question is rather subjective because while i’ve written hongjoong one way,,,, that certainly doesn’t mean that everyone reads him with the same understanding or perspective as i do so like ?? it’s all in the eye of the beholder tbh

but really im truly not the queen of writing for pirates, there have been many many people before me writing pirate stories, and there will be many people after me writing them as well. please don’t treat me like im in some high position where you need to ask my permission to write a pirate story bc,,,, you don’t, i guarantee that much. i don’t own the trope or the concept, and i don’t claim to, and i don’t really care if someone else writes a pirate or a space pirate fic as long as its not plagiarizing my ideas. but space pirates and pirates are not solely my ideas, so that’s not something to ask me if it’s okay to do

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brockcking · 4 years

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Michael Langdon X Reader

Chapter 2:

Finally, your first proper interaction with boy wonder, but how will it go down? Let’s find out.

You spent the next hour sat by your Mothers side. Watching her as she cried out for you, as well as Myrtle, Queenie, and Zoe. You held a damp cloth to her head, hoping she’d wake up soon.

As concerned as you were about your mother. You couldn’t stop thinking about the boy who had brought Queenie and Madison back. He must have strong powers to be able to bring them back. Even your mother, the Supreme wasn’t powerful enough to bring them back.

“Y/N go get a glass of water for when your mother wakes dear, she’s going to need it” Myrtle says, and you nod your head before squeezing your mothers hand and heading out of the room.

It was hard enough trying to find your way through Hawthorne School, every corridor look exactly the same as the next. You must have been looking around for about 15 minutes before you finally located the kitchen.

You managed to find a glass and walked over to the sink to fill it with water, letting it run abit before placing the glass under it. While the glass was filling, you felt a presence in the room.

You immediately turned around to see the boy who had brought Queenie and Madison back, standing by the entrance for the kitchen. His piercing blue eyes felt as if they were burning into your very soul.

“You know you should probably turn off the tap, I think the glass is full.” He said.

You hadn’t realised that you had kept the glass under the running water while seeing who had joined you in the room.

“Oh yeah, um...” you quickly went to turn off the tap, pouring some of the water out of the cup, so it wasn’t completely over flowing. You placed the cup on the side, and turned to see that he was now standing by the side of you. His hand held out to you.

“I never got a chance to introduce myself ealier, my names Michael, Michael Langdon.” He smiled down at you. You were happy to finally know his name

His hand started edgeing closer to yours as he spoke, encouraging you to introduce yourself and take his hand.

“Right. Sorry, I’m Y/N Goode” you spoke taking his hand and shaking it softly.

“Well it’s nice to meet you Y/N.” His eyes were gazing into yours. You stood in silence for a second, both looking at each others eyes , before you finally started to speak again.

“I should get back, Incase my mom wakes up.” You say letting go of his hand, and going to pick up the glass of water still on the side.

You started to move out of the room, before stopping in the door way, you turned around to look back at Michael who was still stood by the sink looking at the floor.

“Michael..” you said, and he looked up to meet your gaze again. “Thank you... for bringing them back.” A small smile left your lips.

“Your welcome” His reply was soft, and he returned the smile you gave him seconds ago.

You turned around to head back to your mother, the glass of water in your hand.

You reached the room to see your mother sat up, sat between Myrtle and Zoe. You quickly moved over to her, and Zoe moves aside so you could hug your mother properly.

“Thank god your ok.” You hugged her tightly, just happy to see her awake.

“I’m just fine Y/N, how long was I out for?” Your mother said, looking at Myrtle to answer her question.

“About an hour, you passed out when we left, and you had a lot to say about it too.” Myrtle replied handing your mother the glass of water you had collected.

“I was talking?” Your mother asked in confusion.

“And screaming too, calling out all our names, mine, Myrtles, Zoes, Queenies...” you started before you were interrupted.

“You left me out tho, not thag im surprised. Did you even know I was dead.” Madison said.

“We knew” you said, trying not to seem so heartless and completely ignoring the fact that you knew she was dead.

“You are back!” Your mother stood up quickly, going over to embrace Queenie and Madison. You looked over, they were talking but you weren’t listening to them.

You were again thinking about your run in with Michael. Thinking about the details on his face, the way his hand held yours in the brief moment you spent together, the way his eyes looked into yours.

In the short moment you spent together you could feel your self being drawn towards him, and it was unlike any force you had ever felt before. But you were soon snapped out of your day dreaming when you heard your mothers voice speaking to Myrtle..

“I want to see him..... the boy”

Hello! So this is the second part to my Michael Langdon fic, that I still haven’t decided on a name for. I’ve decided to tag a few people who I thought might want to give this a read. But if anyone wants to be tagged or Untagged in future chapters then please let me know. But anyway thank you for reading, it means the world to me ❤️

@sojournmichael @leatherduncan @bleedingperl @crossdressingpirate @guiltyfiend @nickisgirl @mildlydelicious @7-wonders @ahswhore13 @dark-mei-rose

#antichrist #american horror story 1984 #codyfernedit #david madson #cody fern #michael langdon fic #michael langdon #ahs michael #ahs apocalypse #ahs imagine #ahs x reader #ahsfx #american horror story #x reader #lovestory #my trash

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bloody-worms · 4 years

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this is just a comfort and low effort fic because im feeling abit off nowadays

TW: Se!f h@rm mention, Su!c!de mention, slight e@ting d!sorder mention, Roman angst

enjoy!

everything was changing so quickly for Roman.

New enemies, new friends, and new problems. So manny things he believed in and lots of his opinions and thoughts were being changed by recent events. At this point Roman didn't know who he even was anymore.

It was currently 4am and Roman was still awake.

He wasn't doing anything, he wasn't on his phone, or hanging out with the others, he was just laying on his bed staring at his fan.

If you saw him you would most likely say that he was peaceful looking and seemed to be content but that the exact opposite of how he felt.

So many thoughts swarmed his head causing him to drown in worries and fear. Despite all of these emotions, he felt numb, hollow almost. It wasn't a comforting feeling, infact, Roman hated it. But he didn't hate the feeling itself, no, he hated not understanding why he was so empty.

It was as if he was sleeping underwater causing all of the passing days to sound muffled and everything was a blur.

It was terrifying to say the least.

At this point he started to push away the others and didn't bother trying to go hang out with them. He wanted to get out of his room, out of his head, but fear held him a hostage keeping him stuck to his bed far away from anyone and anything. The others tried talking to him, they would text, call, and knock on his door, but Roman would often tell them he was fine or that he didn't want to talk about it.

Roman was aware that his mental health wasn't the best. Despite his usual toxic and harmful thoughts that often worried and scared others, he never saw a therapist or diagnosed with an actual mental illness. But then why did he feel like this? It scared the living daylight out of him, it made Roman scared of his own mind.

Yet there was always something in his mind that held him together.

Roman never understood what it was but it was enough to keep him going.

It was strange, especially because of his past attempts of self harm and suicide, yet to this day he's still holding onto something.

He barely slept or ate to the point where the idea of regular sleeping and eating habits seemed like nothing but a fairy tail. But he was still healthy as far as he knew.

It was strange and slightly infuriating that he managed to stay alive this long.

But he'll just keeping going until everything stops.

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Total words: 479 (its short i know sorry)

#sander sides #roman sanders #thomas sanders #sander sides fic #sander sides fanfiction #sander sides fandom #ts roman #roman angst #ts angst #vent fic #vent #lemon writes fanfic #shut up hl

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petersheart · 5 years

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okay i am LOVING your add ons and what ifs on ao3!!!! finn is my absolute favourite and i always feel so bad for him bc although his family protects him it also seems like the kinda neglect him too 😭 i have always wondered how finn reacted to hearing the news of arthurs "death" right after john died and i always felt it was so cruel of tommy to put finn through that! and i was reading your list of finn-centrics you'd like to see... (PART 1/2)

part 2/2 the shelby family being like “where DO you live” cue them finding out that while they’re spending time with their family’s and each other, he’s alone above the betting shop taking care of himself. i’m not sure if it’s true or not but john makes a comment (idk when sorry) that finn can’t read but i’m not sure if that’s just john joking but if he actually can’t i would love to see his brothers teaching him. like, did no one srsly teach him to read? i get they’re busy but c'mon

First of all, thank you so much!!

Also yes, I really wish we could have gotten more of the immediate aftermath besides the take-his-eyes-thing with finn’s reaction to arthur’s death, and i think them not telling finn that arthur wasn’t actually dead just shows how they, and especially tommy, still views finn as his kid-brother and pol probably as the boy she raised, though i have questions about making your kid-brother take someones eyes out for someone’s death youve faked BUT THEN AGAIN it did probably make the death more believable which they needed, and i did think it was cool that finns “going over the edge” moment was used on revenging his brothers death, it made sense side note: I DO LOVE THE SCENE WHERE TOM GOES TO FIND FINN IN THE CROWD A WHOLE LOT ITS VERY GOOD

Changing topic- I would love to read a fic where they’re like “uhm finn where do you actually live?” or someone just suddenly going “uhm finn youre here every morning, and almost every night, what the hell” and finn just being like ??? “i live here??? ive lived here the whole time???? its quite roomy after aunt pol moved out” and them realising they’ve messed up and left him alone alot, i know ive read a fic where it was brushed upon but i cant find it right now ahh, but it was really good! i think the idea about how finn has become so independent because of how his brothers has tried to protect his innocence/youth by shutting him out is pretty neat

For the John comment - he does say that in s2ep3, because some potential hire says “i cant write” when asked to write down his address for finn, and john replies “thats all right, finn cant read,” and its in front of tom, arthur and this hire, im unsure if finn hears it or if hes outside but still - ouch. ive kinda played with the headcanon that he has dyslexia, which would make it even harder for him, because john confirms that they went to school later in the series so i?? assume finn did too?? and even in the 1920s i assume they learned to read somewhat? but yeah someone teach this boy to read properly! IT COULD BE SO FLUFFY, or really angsty?? or abit of both which is honestly the best?? like one of his bros overhearing him having trouble reading aloud and first teasing him but then realising ohh this was kind of a too soft spot to poke fun at and maybe he flunked out and never went back because the teacher was an ass for his problems/not being a good/smart enough student or maybe even because of the war?

SORRY THIS GOT SO LONG BUT FEEL FREE TO SEND ME MORE ASKS because i love talking about this angsty boy so much

#also im a little impressed you connected me to the fics?#or maybe its just very obvious by how much i love angst and how much i love finn #or have i posted something with my tumblr???? i dont know #i do use the same name #anyway i love you for sending me this I GOT VERY EXCITED WHICH SHOWS BY HOW LONG THIS IS #anon #pb stuff #finn s #hcs #long post #meta #finn shelby

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