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lovelynim · 10 months

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CONGRATS FOR THE 500!!!

For the event can i request 🌹 with lee!tighnari and ler!cyno? im such a sucker for them heheh

A jealous hound

Genshin Impact - Cyno x Tighnari

[500 Followers Milestone Event - "Romance"]

A/N: I WAS SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS ONE HEHEHE!! I mean, cahem, I do feel you, anon, because they're also one of my favorite pairings. I toyed a little with the theme, using an old HC of mine that was collecting dust for way too long and I hope it is okay and that you like it <3

Summary: There is something wrong with Cyno, but Tighnari can't find out what is it. Little did he know, he was the one making the general upset ~

Word count: 1473 words

Tighnari could tell that there was something wrong. He didn’t realize it sooner thanks to Kaveh and Alhaitham bickering with each other during their hangout, but there was definitely something off.

Cyno was usually the clingy type, especially when they were by themselves. However, after he had suddenly gone quiet during the meeting, he had only spoken if he was talked to, avoiding and ignoring any kind of interaction - even the ones from Tighnari.

That was weird, really weird, Tighnari thought as he made the way back to his house, always checking over his shoulder to see how the general following him was doing. Catching glimpses of a frown on Cyno’s face, the first hypothesis to pop on his mind was that, for some reason, he was annoyed. But why? They were meeting their friends, having fun, enjoying a meal together… what was there to be angry at?!

The second theory was that Alhaitham or Kaveh could have struck a nerve while teasing him, but as far as Tighnari could remember, Cyno’s fighting skills or obsession for TCG were not one of the topics that night. Even if they were, he would usually get angry for a few moments and brush it off seconds later. As unlikely as it was, it was too early to discard this idea yet.

Last, but not least, could it be Tighnari’s doing? Stopping in front of his house, the fennec thought about it for a minute. Did he end up ignoring one of his attempts to flirt with him in public? Maybe he was too harsh on him during the dinner? But he couldn’t recall saying anything that would make Cyno so upset and-

“Nari,” Cyno spoke in an uninterested tone, letting out a small sigh, “what’s wrong? Just open the door.”

“A-ah, right, my apologies…” The botanist said, quickly picking up the keys in his pockets.

After turning the key around and pushing the door open, Tighnari was struck with another thought: why was he even nervous?! Feeling such a thing towards Cyno filled the fennec’s mind with nostalgia, memories of when they both were studying in the Akademiya and he used to see the general as that serious and cold-hearted guy.

But that was in the past. And there was no need to fear talking to him directly. Right, after all, they were dating for a long time already. You got this, Tighnari, he told himself as he stepped inside his house, waiting for Cyno to do the same before gently closing the door.

Taking a deep breath, he clenched his hands into a fist. “Cyno, what’s wrong? You’ve been quiet all ni-”

“Hah..?” The general sighed, the annoyance clear in his voice. Tighnari froze on the spot, feeling a shiver run down his spine. He could feel Cyno’s glare piercing through his body as if he was next in the line to face the judgment of the Gods. “‘What’s wrong’, Nari? Would you like to make a guess?”

Slowly walking forward, as a hound circling its prey, Cyno decreased the distance between him and his partner. Tighnari’s tail curled and trembled behind him as he stepped back, clearly not expecting this outcome after his question.

“A-ahm… because you… lost a round of T-TCG?”

“Wrong,” Cyno muttered, trapping Tighnari against the door they had just walked through. The general slammed his hand on the wooden surface, making the fennec gasp in surprise. “It’s because of you.”

“M-Me?! B-but I didn’t-” before he could finish, Cyno held out a finger in front of his lips, stopping him in the middle of his words.

“Shh… I’m not done talking, Nari,” the general lowered his hands, sliding them down the other’s shoulders, all the way down to his wrists. Tighnari could feel the firm grip, but decided to only watch as Cyno pinned his hands against the wooden surface behind him. “You think I’d just sit and do nothing about it, huh?”

The botanist shuddered, scrunching up his shoulders as he pressed his eyes close. Cyno was speaking merely inches away from his face, treating him like some kind of criminal and, yet, he couldn’t find out what he did to make his partner so angry at him.

“What are you tal- ahm, I mean… what did I do, Cyno?” He replied sheepishly, scared to enrage the general even more.

The other clicked his tongue, shaking his head in disapproval. “You think this is funny, right?”

“N-no, I jus-”

“Just like you thought Kaveh’s jokes were funny.”

“...what?”

Changing his grip, Cyno managed to pin both of his partner’s wrists with one hand, keeping them out of the scene as he furrowed his brows. “You ignore and scold me when I tell them, but you go around laughing at others’ jokes… you are the worst sometimes, you know that?”

Tighnari blinked a few times, trying to process the whole thing. Was he for real?

“You… are jealous becaHAH- C-CynohOH!” Before he could talk back to the general, a whole set of fingers dug into his ribs, flooding his brain with the ticklish feeling that ran across his body as electric shocks. “W-wahAHAit!! AhAHAH, nahAHAhah!!”

“No, I’m not jealous, Nari. I’m angry at how… inconsiderate you were with my feelings,” Cyno muttered, his voice still full of annoyance as he tweaked his fingers against Tighnari’s body, going up to his underarms and then all the way down to his waist, only to start over again.

“I-I wahAHAh- plehHEHeahAhase!!” The fennec begged, letting out a high-pitched squeal. His hands trembled and his knees were about to give in as he convulsed with laughter, desperately trying to escape the wrath of his jealous boyfriend. “I-I didn’t mehehEHEhean to! It caHAhaught me o-ohOHOff guard!!”

The general remained silent, using his free hand to look for any other sensitive spot to exploit as he continued to deliver his “punishment”. Deciding to let out a little more steam to ease his annoyance, Cyno curled his fingers and used his nails to scratch at Tighnari’s sides like a kitten sharpening its claws.

“You naughty fox… do you think you go around, laughing at other men’s jokes like that, hm?” The general whispered into one of his ears, letting the warm air do the job as his hands continued to work restlessly.

If the tickling wasn’t enough to make Tighnari blush, those words surely did the job. His ears twitched with each word spoken, sending an awful shiver down his back. It was the kind of thing that would make his heart melt, that, of course, if it wasn’t for the merciless tickling assaulting his torso.

“A-ahAHah, p-plehehase!” Tighnari gasped, gritting his teeth in a crooked smile as he tried to resist the tickling, sucking his stomach in and leaning his body away as much as he could to avoid Cyno’s fingers. “I-i’m sohOHOhorry, o-okahahay?!”

“No,” Cyno whispered calmly, letting out a small chuckle before planting a gentle kiss on Tighnari’s ear, “it’s not okay, Na-ri ~”

Sneaking his hand through the layers of cloth covering his partner, Cyno finally managed to touch Tighnari’s skin. Just like he expected, that simple doing was enough to evoke a new level of reactions from his partner, amusing himself with how easy it was to fill the room with the fennec’s laughter.

Literally laughing his head off, the forest watcher squirmed as much as he could inside Cyno’s hold. “I-it’s too muhuhuch!! CynoHOHoh!! I cahAHAhan’t anymohOHOre!!” He continued to squeal in mirth, unable to resist the touch of Cyno’s fingers against his bare middle.

“Now, I just want to remind you, Nari,” he continued to whisper, not even sure if his voice could be heard through all that laughter, “you are my boyfriend, which means I am the only one who gets to hear you laughing like this. Got it?”

“Y-YEHehehes! A-AhaAHAHarchons, j-just stoHOHOp!!”

Hearing the words he wanted to and sensing Tighnari was reaching his limit, Cyno smiled, giving his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek as he moved his hand away. Still holding his wrists together, the general gently pushed a few strands of hair away from Tighnari’s blushing face, smiling at him. “Good thing you are a quick learner, Nari ~”

“S-shut up, you big lummox,” Tighnari hissed, making Cyno giggle as he managed to shake his hands free from his grip. “Aren’t you a little too old to be having jealousy attacks?”

“I was not jealous,” Cyno insisted as Tighnari walked past him, now taking his turn to act upset at his partner, “I just don’t like to share my Nari, that’s all…” He muttered, just loud enough so Tighnari could hear him, making the forest watcher’s tail wag as soon as those words reached him. The general smiled.

“You are the worst sometimes,” Tighnari snapped, but Cyno only laughed at his comment.

“Love you too, Nari.”

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poetthewriter · 6 months

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HELLOOOO!!! 🌘 ANON HERE >:333

I was meant to re-send my oneshot request a few days ago but I forgot...

Anyways!

Could I request some esmpS2!Jimmy x gn!reader angst to fluff :3

Like, Jimmy getting bullied by the other empires and the reader finds him in a secluded area sobbing so they comfort him as much as they can

Jimmy ends up sleeping on the reader's lap and it's just adorable :DD (maybe even add someone finding them and just taking a picture, the next day they show it to the reader and tease them about it)

I deeply apologize if this doesn't make any sense TT

Don't overwork yourself and don't forget to take care of yourself aswell! <3

-🌘 anon

The Ruler Of The Taiga

hello again moony! <3 (fun fact I was originally going to make the reader a tropical biome ruler if you would like to see something like that tell me!)

jimmy!E2 x Gn!Reader (Reader is a fox or wolf hybrid but could also read as a dear reader)

𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔= 𝑺𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔&𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒔🥮🍡🍯

The ruler of the taiga, a biome filled with beauty of all sorts, foxes prance around, sweet berries grow along the paths and enchant structures and statues litter the flora grounds. the sound of grainy foot steps march across the lands as you walk with peace, your delicate crown lays atop your hair and the wailing wind makes your cape fly behind you.

a basket rests in you hands and swings as you continue on your way, your biomes berries, fruits, vegetation, and herbs all pile in you basket as the sun starts to fall, as the sky darkens the temperature drops as if the ghosts have come out to play.

because of your empire being well known as the lands of the folk the air is always quiet, the ground you stand on and rule is known for its stories over thousand's of years this place has been known for its magical and haunting aura.

your ears perk up at the sound of the wolfs and coyotes that help you protect your empire howls, hearing the call of the sharp creatures you head back to elk village. paces quicken wanting to reach your home, all the views of the forest pass you as you scower but a flash of color makes you stop in your tracks.

on the soft plush soft fern filled ground the sheriff of the mesa lies, his hands run through his gold hair and his body is tensed. "Jimmy?" you speak up you voice quiet and soft but very welcoming, looking up jimmy sees you staring down at his stressed figure and looks away a little embarrassed putting his hands over his face.

It only takes a few swift moments and you are now sitting beside him you can already see that he is stressed, his posture is weak, his eyes are tired and his hairs is all ruffled. "hey, are you ok?" you voice is gentle making sure he feels at least a little more comfortable.

soon after you talk he dimly responds in a strained voice "I'm fine". its quite obvious he was ether yelling, crying or tired. his body slowly fades in and out of conciseness "I'm sorry for being here Y/n I just needed to get away from things for a bit" he continues speaking voice breaking every few words.

"Hey don't be sorry, I can tell your not fine so you wanna tell me what's wrong?" you hum.

"im just tired of everyone ..."

" i know how hard it can be to deal with everyone, and i know that you know that your alot more then what they say you are"

Your head lays on the dirt of the hill behind you two and you rest an arm over you friend, "its hard when everyone is on you tail but why let the jokes and remarks decide how you feel, am i right?"

"thank you" jimmy looks up again as you lay back in the grass, small berries and wormwood spread out across the glade and jimmy slowly lays back with you, soaking in your presents.

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a smaller male bard walks through the dim taiga in hopes to find you but instead he finds a new sight Infront of him, Oli usually comes by for the wonderful trades you present him but I guess today he's out of luck cause right in front of the jester like man, you and the sheriff himself lay sleeping in peace as the sunrises over the horizon.

Oli snaps a photo of the two of you and laughs quietly with a smirky face.

"photo for a trade" he whispers thinking of the deals he could make with this new found piece of blackmail, as the sun almost reaches above the trees Oli skips away giddily.

A/n I’m sorry this took so long I’ve been working and some stuff has been going on but enough with the exudes I hope to finish the reast of my requests<3

#hermitcraft x reader #og mcyt #hermitcraft #empires smp #jimmy solidarity #x reader #3rd life #empires #empires s1 #empires s2 #mcyt #esmp #empiresblr #mcyt x reader #hermit x reader

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crazystargirl · 11 months

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Hii, just wanted to pass by and let you know that your blog has such a nice theme and I loveeee.

Also saw that you have requests !

So how about some Ethan Landry with some really heavy angst, with a sad ending.

I’m just in a sad mood and need my feelings more hurt ☹️

hope that’s not to much to ask for, take your time too ! please and thank you !

sincerely, ‘💐’ anon ! 💓

we'll get through this ♥︎

pairing ♥︎ - ethan landry x fem!reader

word count ♥︎ - 0.9k

a/n ♥︎ - awww 💐 anon i hope you're feeling better, tbh i don't understand why you want to feel worse but im also the kind when i dont feel happy, i curl up on the ground and listen to lana del rey and just cry, so i cannot be talking lmao. first time ever writing angst and as someone who hates angst to her very core i only added the angst towards like the ending and made it a sad ending. also i love the idea of having different kinds of anons!!

you came home as usual, nothing seeming to be wrong but it was eerily quiet. you had a bad feeling, something that you always got whenever ghostface had attacked your friends

you were always on edge ever since the attacks but even more now, something was going to happen.

suddenly your phone rings, making you jump and grab a knife just in case.

you look at the caller id, it reads quinn bailey

you scrunch your brows in confusion, wasn't quinn dead?

you slowly pick it up and put the phone on speaker

"hello?"

"hello y/n"

you froze at the voice, ghostface decided that you'd be the next victim which was not great at all because barely anyone ever survived their attacks

"what do you want?" you ask gripping the knife and going to call the police with the landline

"don't you dare call the police or I'll rip ethan's head!" ghostface yelled

"wait what?"

your phone vibrates, indicating that you got a new text, you look at it, seeing a photo of ethan sitting on his bed studying.

the photo looks like it was taken from far away but you could see ethan looking in the direction of it…thats strange

you quickly texted him to come over since ghostface was at your house

"why are you doing this? why can't you bastards find something to do other than running around and killing your friends?" you say trying to stall a bit

"oh but y/n it's fun, you wouldn’t understand it though because you're the little sweet, dumb girl who had the misfortune of falling for the shy and dorky nerd who might be ghostface"

you scoff, "he's my boyfriend and not ghostface, at least i can find a boyfriend unlike you who's so pathetic that you have to go around calling girls who have boyfriends for fun"

ghostface doesn't say anything, you think you hear another voice from the phone. ethan then texts you back and said he was coming asap

since there was silence for another minute you're about to hang up until ghostface speaks again

"were you about to hang up?"

you froze, "how did you know that?"

"sweetie i can see you right now"

you turn around and scream at the sight of ghostface, for some reason you noticed the ghostface was around the same height as you which immediately made you think it was a girl

you started running but ghostface was right on your tail, getting close enough for them to stab you in the shoulder

you scream out at the pain, managing to catch ghostface off guard and slam a pan at their head

just as you reach the door ghostface grabs you and pulls you back, stabbing you in the stomach

you let out another blood curdling scream, the pain of it hurting you so badly. you see ghostface about to raise their knife again before you kick them in the crotch

that managed to keep them distracted and you hoped that it was a male since you knew it would hurt like hell if it was one

you ran to your room and locked the door, moving furniture against it to make sure ghostface couldn't get in

since there was a fire escape in your room, you headed towards there only to be grabbed and thrown against the floor

you clutched your wounds, which continued to bleed out, making you lose blood

ghostface looked down at your wounds and laughed, stabbing you once more

you scream out again and then just stop, causing ghostface to bend down and look at you

you watched them take out their phone and call someone, it took everything in you not to scream out and cry

just then ethan runs into the room looking at ghostface

"quinn what the fuck did you do to her?!" ethan said as he ran to your body, clutching you close to him

you felt him put your face to his chest, cradling you closely as ghostface or quinn laughs

"well ethan you were too distracted by her, it was clear you weren't going to kill her so i did for you"

"get out! just leave me alone quinn"

quinn laughs and leaves while ethan lets out a sob

"eth…im still here or somewhat" you laugh weakly and pull your face from his chest

it broke his heart to see you in a state like this, tears staining your cheeks and your body bloody

"we need to get you to a hospital quickly"

you give him a small kiss at the corner of his mouth, "no it's ok really, i'm going to die either way"

"no you are going to survive baby" he said putting pressure on your wound

you giggle, feeling delirious at this point, "eth you have really pretty eyes"

"no no no baby don't die please not now"

"im not gonna die eth i just am really tired"

"no y/n/n please don't go please"

you then go still, making ethan sob even harder

he cradles your body close to him, burying his head in your hair. ethan is still in shock that you're gone

he hates quinn right now and knows that he's going to give her a long and painful death for killing the love of his life.

you had your whole life ahead of you, only 19 and now dead because of his bitch sister.

he remembers that some of the last things you had told him was that you two were going to get through this whole ghostface thing but now without you, ethan just doesn't know what to do with his life

taglist ♥︎ - @xyzstar, @ourloveisgod23, @dizscreams, @kaesworldxx, @bhk1234uwu, @nonniesworld, @athenalive, @lanaslittletwinkie, @beccajoestar

if your name is crossed out it's bc it wouldn't let me tag you

a/n ♥︎ - ok i have no clue if this is shitty or not but all i know is that i was listening to love by lana del rey while writing this and i actually started crying, anyways i hope you enjoyed!

©crazystargirl 2023 || do NOT translate or repost my work without my permission

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x you #ethan landry x fem!reader #ethan landry angst #jack champion #jack champion x reader #jack champion x you #jack champion x y/n #jack champion angst #hahhahhahaha this is kinda shitty

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naviaknell777 · 1 year

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Can i request " Female!reader!human x rise! Raphael " fic? Romantic, fluff, One-shot, humor, happy ending.

Plot: it happened after the movie within months, the brothers start getting more suspicious of raph's behavior since the kraang invasion; going on some " solo patrol ", volunteer to grap pizza, take out and take longer to come back, turning off his GPS so Donnie won't track him, when they call it takes forever for him to answer.

The brothers knew something was wrong but couldn't put their fingers on it; after the invasion surely raph the most would want to keep his brothers with him in lair and have family time, he sure does it but... He also doing something in secret, and they will find out what it is tonight!

Everyone say their good nights and " go to sleep " A.K.A giving raph the chance to go to pizza supreme knows where, and they follow him in secret until he stopped in the closed amusement park, it was closed due to the invasion destroying few things, raph wasn't alone, the 3 brothers saw a human female get closer to raph and hug him tightly before kissing him on his cheek, this give away to everyone that this girl - reader - is raph's new girlfriend, so they decided to tail them on their date to know if reader deserves raph or she will just harm him.

Through out the date the gang see how caring, gentle and kind reader is towards raph, which it helped them approve of their relationship ship. When they confront raph and reader they admit of begin a couple in secret for almost a whole year which it shock the group and ask MORE questions.

Thanks for your request! This is my first fanfic request and the first time I’m posting a fic online! Requests are open!

“Spy Date”

Post-Movie!ROTTMNT!Raph x Fem!Reader

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Code: [y/n] = your name, [f/c] = favorite color, [f/s] = favorite scent, [f/f] = favorite food

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It started off small, so small his brothers barely noticed a thing. Raphael would grab pizza for the family alone, being gone a bit longer than he should have, but not enough to grab anyone’s attention. However, he started being gone for longer, or making up different excuses to leave alone, without his brothers or friend April.

“I’m, uh, gonna do a solo patrol! Super casual, you guys would find it boring, haha”

“I can grab the pizza for us! You guys relax here, I’ll be back in a jiffy!”

“Raph’s just gonna take a late night stroll!”

The brothers have noticed, talking about it when Raph would leave for whatever excuse he came up with that night. Leonardo, was especially curious.

“Come on guys, I’m dying to know what’s going on!” Leo said, one night Raph was taking longer than usual getting their pizza. Donatello thought for a moment, then pulled out his phone.

“Luckily for us, we can just track his location” Donnie started pressing buttons on his phone.

“Track him? Do you have a tracker on all of our phones?” Leo asked. Donnie eyed him for a moment, then nervously laughed it off.

“Pfft, of course not, Nardo…” Donnie sighed, looking back to his phone. He then tilted his head in stared at his phone in confusion.

“What’s up?” Leo asked, peeking on Donnie’s phone. There was a strange notification Donnie’s never seen before.

“Unable to locate? What the heck, Raph?” Donnie said “That’s a waste of my technology! How dare he shut off his phone like this!”

“Wow, he really shut off his phone?” Leo asked.

“Man, but im curious too!” Mikey shouted from the couch.

Soon, the three brothers heard heavy footsteps from outside the door, and Donnie shoved his phone back into his battle shell haphazardly. The door swung open with a loud creak.

“Raph’s back! I got the goods!” He shouted, holding the two boxes of pizza in one hand. He was breathing a bit heavily, perhaps he ran home, but regardless, the brothers noticed he was blushing. Leo and Donnie eyed each other for a moment than stared back at Raph.

“Did you run home, Raph buddy?” Leo asked. Raph looked surprised for a moment, but nervously laughed it off and walked over to the table.

“Yeah, just didn’t want the pizza to get cold! Now, lets eat!” Raph exclaimed. The brothers brushed it off, and soon Donnie, Leo, and Mikey came up with a plan to spy on Raph next time he went out.

A week later, the three curious brothers decided, tonight is the night they’ll tail Raph to see what he’s been up to.

“But he hasn’t left to be alone today, and it’s already so late… do you think he’ll go sometime tonight?” Mikey asked.

“I think he just might sneak out tonight, Angelo. He’s leaving alone practically every day now, he has to”

“So… what’s the game plan?” Leo asked. The three brothers thought for a moment. Raph walked into the room.

“Are you guys having a secret meeting without me?” Raph teased, faking a frown. “Is it about getting back at Splinter for eating all our pizza yesterday? Cause if so, I’m all ears! I waited a long time to get that pizza for us all!”

Leo immediately thought of a plan, “Actually” he faked a yawn “I’m gonna get some sleep, it’s been a long day. I’m sure Mikey and Donnie are tired too” he stood up and stared at his two other brothers for a moment.

“Ah yeah, i feel like i could pass out right now! Better go to bed before that happens!” Mikey said, skipping off to his room. Donnie looked up at Leo, still sitting on the floor.

“Huh? But I’m not tired” Donnie said, a bit confused. Raph stared at Leo suspiciously, raising an eyebrow. Leo grabbed Donnie’s arm and pulled him up, pushing him out of the room a bit.

“Oh but dear brother of mine, didn’t you just say you were exhausted and needed some sleep?” Leo stared at Donnie for a moment before the softshelled turtle’s eyes lit up for a moment. Donnie exaggerated a yawn.

“Ah yes, gotta get sleep to be able to function tomorrow to play around with my tech once more” Donnie walked out of the room.

“Yeah, welp, goodnight Raph!” Leo said to his brother, leaving Raph a bit confused in the room by himself. He shrugged his shoulders and walked to his room and locking the door.

“Alright…” Raph pulled out his phone and sent a text.

‘I’ll be there in an hour, sweet cakes! Gotta wait til my brothers fall asleep to sneak outta here’ Raph smiled as he sent the text, getting ready to go out. He got out a small [f/c] flower from his drawer, a bit flattened but still beautiful. His phone dinged, startling him a bit, as he read a text from [y/n].

‘Can’t wait! See you soon!’ Raph smiled, doing a happy little fancy dance before impatiently waiting. He got himself cleaned up, and after a bit has passed, he unlocked his door. He looked around, all of his brother’s doors were closed, Splinter asleep and snoring on the recliner. Raph smiled and grabbed the small flower in his hand, slowly walking out of the lair, carefully, quietly (even after he almost tripped and fell on Mikey’s skateboard), and walked out of the lair. Donnie, Leo, and Mikey popped their heads out of their bedroom doors and nodded at each other.

“We should wear disguises!” Mikey said, almost shouting loud enough to wake Splinter before his brothers shushed him.

“Michaelangelo, we don’t need disguises” Donnie responded.

“It’d be fun though!” Leo said, him and Mikey staring at Donnie with pleading eyes, arguing that it’d also help them blend in with the darkness better to sneak around. Donnie rolled his eyes and sighed, giving in. After the three quickly got dressed in ridiculous dark disguises (black sunglasses, trenchcoats, the works) they followed Raph’s lead.

“Where is he even going this late at night?” Leo asked.

“We’ll find out soon enough, Nardo” Donnie responded.

Raph looked around, slowing down his pace, hiding away in an alley for a bit before he noticed his girl walking to the worn and broken amusement park sign. Raph smiled and blushed, looking around and then rushed over to her, greeting her with a big smile.

At this moment, Donnie, Mikey, and Leo stared at the two from afar in an alley, watching the pair.

“Raph’s got a new human friend and he didn’t tell us?!” Mikey exclaimed, staring at the two with wide eyes.

“How did they even meet? You would think we’d be around him enough to catch them at some point…”Donnie commented.

“I feel like its been forever since I’ve seen you, [y/n]!” Raph said, wagging his spikes tail.

[Y/N] laughed, “Aww, you just saw me two days ago, sweetie!”

“Like I said, it’s been forever!” Raph then held out the flower he was holding out to [y/n], making her gasp lightly. “I also, uh, got you this, heh…”

She gently took the flower out of his hand, admiring it’s beauty, “Raphie, it’s beautiful! And it’s my favorite color too! Thank you!” She smiled, and tucked the flower into her hair. Raph smiled, blushing. [Y/N] blushed, getting on the tips of her toes to reach up and kiss his cheek gently.

“Raph’s got a girlfriend?” Mikey almost yelled, smiling. Leo and Donnie looked at each other in a bit of shock, then back at the couple.

“I’m honestly surprised he could manage a conversation with her considering how awkward he can be” Donnie commented, causing Leo to shove him a bit.

“Ohoho, I gotta know more about this” Leo said, smirking.

“Do you think she’s a good girlfriend?” Mikey asked his brothers, they all thought for a moment.

“Well she has to be… right? I don’t think Raph would tolerate someone who doesn’t respect him.” Leo said.

“However, he can be too nice for his own good… if anything he could be giving her the benefit of the doubt” Donnie said.

Mikey grew nervous, “We gotta make sure she’s good for him!”

“We can’t ruin their date though!” Leo said.

“Then let’s just keep watching, make sure she isn’t doing any funny business” Donnie said, the two other brothers nodding in agreement. They stared back at the couple, Leo pushing up his sunglasses comically.

“So… why’d you pick here for today’s date? It’s kind of wrecked from the invasion” [Y/N] said to Raph, looking up at him.

Raph smiled and grabbed her hand, “You’ll see” he smiled, taking her hand in his bigger one as they strolled into the abandoned and worn amusement park, admiring what once was, and what was left after the destruction of it all. The crushed stands, the pieces of rides broken apart, the moon that illuminated the wreckage in a hauntingly beautiful light. The couple strolled through the path that workers and volunteers managed to make between the wreckage during the say time in attempt to restore the park, though slowly, would be worth it when everything is back to normal. The couple talked about miscellaneous things, [Y/N]’s school, Raph’s life and his brothers, anything and everything they wanted.

“Okay Y/N! Close your eyes now!” Raph exclaimed, holding her hand a bit tighter.

“Ooh, a surprise? Lead the way!” Y/N said. Raphael slowly guided her forwards, looking back every now and then to make sure she wasn’t peeking. After a bit they stopped, and Raphael gently asked his love to open her eyes.

When Y/N opened her eyes, she gasped, smiling brightly. She walked closer to the candlelit picnic her turtle boyfriend set up for her, the outdoor picnic table’s red paint was chipped but it glowed nicely from the moonlight and the [f/s] candles. There was a cute picnic basket, something straight out of a romance movie. Two paper plates and utensils were also laid out nicely.

“Ah, Raphie! This is beautiful!” Y/N said, causing Raph to giggle lightly.

“Aw, anything for you, sweets!” Raph grabbed onto Y/N’s hand and walked with her over to the table he had spent a while setting up. She took a seat on the seat across from him, smiling, opening the picnic basket, taking out two tins of food and sweets.

“You can have whatever you wanna have! I bought a lot of different stuff that we both like, so you can have as much as ya want!” Raph said, blushing and smiling a bit. Y/N looked to Raph for a moment and then back at the tins of food.

“Oh, you know I love to eat! Thanks for the food, Raphie! You’re so sweet, really. You even got my favorite candle scent!”

Raphael looked surprised for a moment, “Ah, yeah, I totally knew that was your favorite scent!” He sighed “Heh, I’m glad you like the setup… outta 10?” He asked.

“10 outta 10 for me! Thank you, really” Y/N opened the tin and spread some [f/f] onto her plate.

“Raph did a really good job with his date today!” Leo commented as him and his brothers spy from afar, watching the duo talk as they eat a late dinner together.

“And Y/N seems good for him!” Mikey said, smiling a bit, playing with the long sleeves of his trench coat.

“Hmm, I’m still a bit skeptical” Donnie said, watching the couple intently from afar.

Throughout the dinner, Raphael and Y/N talked more as they ate. After the dinner, Y/N smiled at Raph, “I really enjoyed tonight, Raph” Y/N stood up, helping Raph clean up the mess. Together they walked towards a trash can and threw away the plates and utensils. They walked together for a little bit more, finally stopping at the entrance of the abandoned park again, the moon shining down on them. They looked at each other and held hands, smiling at each other lovingly.

“I really enjoyed our date today, Y/N! Did you enjoy yourself too?” He asked a bit nervously, he just wanted to make sure everything was perfect for his love.

“Oh, it totally was! Every time I spend with you is perfect for me” Y/N blushed a bit, looking up at Raph, who was blushing a bit as well.

“Oh, well, I’m glad!” He smiled. He took Y/N gently in his embrace, wrapping his arms around her. She hugged him back, being careful as to not hurt themselves on Raph’s spikey shell.

“Same time next week?” Y/N asked.

“Yeah, but on Wednesday instead?” Raph countered.

“Perfect for me” Y/N said, sighing contently. She was the first to let go of the hug, looking into Raph’s dark green eyes that was glistening under the moonlight. He leaned in a bit closer to Y/N.

“They’re actually really cute together!” Leo commented.

“Hmm, yes, I suppose I agree with you brother” Donnie said, watching the couple intently and smiling a bit. Mikey smiled widely.

“Aww yeah! Get it bro!” Mikey shouted towards Raph, unintentionally ruining the end of his date. Raph almost jumped up in suprise, eyes widening as he looked around him and spotted his three other brothers huddled behind a trash can by an alleyway, staring back at him. Leo slapped Mikey’s shell.

“Mikey! You ruined their date bro!” Leo yelled. Donnie facepalmed, staring at his two louder brothers, then back at Raph and Y/N. Y/N looked a bit surprised as well, but smiled and waved a bit shyly at Raph’s brothers. Raphael took Y/N’s hand and walked towards his brothers.

“We’re you guys spying on me this whole time?!” Raph yelled, crossing his arms, giving a nasty look at his brothers.

“Uh, who are you speaking to? We’re just some simple tourists!” Leo said, trying to pretend he wasnt Raph’s brother, hidingrg deeper in his trench coat.

“I know it’s you guys, stop playing.” Raph said, staring at his three brothers. They all looked at him, then each other for a moment, yelling over each other on whose idea it was to spy on Raph’s date. “Okay, enough! Stop yelling!”

The three other brothers sighed, “okay, okay, we’re sorry” Leo sighed.

“Yeah, please forgive us!” Mikey said. Donnie simply nodded.

Raph sighed, “hmm, alright…”

“But, now that we’re all here…” Mikey started.

“Who is she?!” Mikey, Donnie, and Leo shouted together, pointing at Y/N. She stared at them blankly for a moment, then smiled.

“I’m Y/N!” She introduced herself “it’s nice to meet you!”

“Y/N, these are my brothers, Mikey, Leo, and Donnie” Raph introduced them, the brothers greeting themselves back to her.

“So… how long have you guys been together?” Leo asked after a bit of talking and the three brothers getting to know Y/N.

Raph and Y/N looked at each other for a moment before Y/N responded, “oh, it’ll be our one year anniversary next month! You didn’t tell them, Raph?” Raph looked at Y/N nervously. Raph’s three brothers either lit up or looked at the couple in shock.

“A year?!”

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(Notes! Can anyone help me find the button to add the “under the cut” thing on mobile on phone? I can’t find it and I can’t find the answer anywhere 0w0)

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nightwanderers12081 · 3 months

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dp phandom who followed us sorry this is not dp related BABDBS

So-- have been fixating on Sonic for a bit-- a few aus have popped into mind and i want to talk about one called "Gone with the Wind", a satbk au

This au takes place immediately following the end of satbk

Upon being declared King, Sonic decides that he does not, in fact, want to be king and wants to go home, and asks merlinda if she could send him home, She denies his request because she believes their needs to be a king.

He decides right then and there that if no one would help him get home, then he might as well do it himself, he bolts away leaving everyone (including caliburn) in shock.

he stops by Griffin(tails-- this is infact based on a fic iykyk) blacksmith and picks up a different sword (a very basic one-- Griffin makes sure its fitted well-- well as well as he was able too considering Sonic is in a rush) under the lie that Caliburn said he should have a back up weapon just in case, After he buys the essentials like a stock of food and a cloak(for a disguise) and leaves town

He camps out in the dragon's cave since he had already slayed the dragon and there weren't any remaining enemies there anymore since King Arthur was gone. The cave becomes his home as he figures out how the fuck to get home

Meanwhile, the knights set up a missing poster asap, Griffin sees the poster and is concerned for Sonic's well being.

Back to Sonic-- he starts making trips to town every few weeks to refill on food-- Griffin catches him one night but agrees to help him by sneaking him food and other supplies he needs, he also finishes customizing Sonic's new sword to his liking

Another thing is that Sonic will train by Challeging passing knights(usually those he thinks are newer based on how they carry themselves n haow they act, etc) to a friendly duel under a different name(we haven't thought of his fake name yet) usually most dont really think about it. The purpose of training is that if hes caught, he wont be defenseless

SPEAKING OF BEING CAUGHT

Gawain recalls how sonic was heading to slay a dragon in the past before being interrupted by himself-- only to continue on his journey after beating him

Lancelot offers to go, Caliburn says he should bring him along to which Lance declines because he might not even be there

Anyways Lance makes the trip, Sonic was near the entrance and noticed him entering and hides towards the top of the cave in the shadows, covering his blue quills as much as possible so he doesn't stand out

Wasn't sure where to mention this so im plopping it here but Sonic made alot of renovations to the Cave so he was more comfortable while he tried to find his way home-- this includes things like small acoves of food or blankets and wooden bridges that he could run across

Back to the "plot", Despite having a genuinely good hiding spot, Lance notices him considering hes very observant and they have a confrontation-- starting with a sword fight

Sonic kind of shouts at him during the fight about how he never even wanted this and how he was literally taken out of his world without being given any choice in the matter and now they expected him to stay despite literally going by the title knight of the wind

The fight ends there, Lance hesitantly offering comfort while Sonic breaks down over how he just wants to go home and how he misses his friends

Lance is conflicted, hes unsure if its the right thing to turn in Sonic now. He decides that he wouldn't tell the other knights for now while he cleared his head, and tells Sonic just as much. Want to mention this isn't a guaranteed "I wont turn you in" but its a possibility

Sonic is just grateful that hes not being turned into the knights.

This was literally and idea that popped into our head last night so its not completely fleshed out-- we still want to start plotting out how Sonic finds his way home-- atm we want him to talk to the Lady at the Lake at some point for guidance

We've seen alot of aus where Sonic takes up the role of king or is teetering between being king or leaving, so we thought it would be fun to make an au where he very clearly chooses to not be king

In terms of ships n stuff, atm we have nothing but this au could be implied Lansoni (we thrive for more lance and knight of the wind content compared to lance and king arther/sonic(WHICH IS GOOD CONTENT WE JUST WANNA SEE MORE OF THE PRIOR))

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic au #satbk #satbk sir lancelot #satbk au #satbk tails #satbk sonic #lansoni #implied maybe #unsure how this au will swing atm #satbk gone with the wind #satbk gwtg au

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seldomscilence16 · 1 year

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Its mermay, its the day of my burth, and Im determined to post this dang it.

So Heres a fanfic that I pulled out of nowhere and everywhere and the hole.

It was a tossup of which fandom to use, but eventually it fell to this, (thanks to my friend for picking a number) but let me know if you'd like to see something else if you like it!

Voltron Fantasy esc au!

(Ps; a picture of a fish with a bite taken out of it inspired some of this so... yeah)

(And you can thanks autisticlancemcclain for the brown-eyed lance. )

(Pps guess who found out how to cut her posts? *insert that weird double chin face crinkling grin*)

Stars reflected off the water and cast moving shapes along the sand in beautiful light. A tan hand reaches out, but like always, the light simply dances, out of reach and teasing. A sigh heaves from the figure sprawled on the sand, tail fin curling lazily in the shallow water. He knows he should continue on, should get further away from shore.

He's so tired.

Tired of living on the run, of hiding, just… tired.

He rubs at his face and forces himself to turn, to swim further out, to ignore the call of the moon and continue on his way. He reminds himself he truly can't dally long, not if he wishes to stay ahead, and free. Or as free as one can be when you look over your shoulder as often as he does. He should be used to it by now, being alone and terrified and tired, it's been years since…

"Come on Lance. Can't even think it?!" He groans and pulls at his hair at his own brain's stupidity.

Whatever, he just needed to keep going. He'd find safety someday, everything would come to a head and finally end eventually, and then it will all have been worth it. It had to be… after everything they'd done and everything they lost, it had to have been worth it…

Something shifts the water around him, knocking against his own currents, he tenses, going into high alert mode. His insides feel coiled tight, warring on whether to fight or flee. He's never one to coward away, but unlike popular opinions of him, he was not an idiot incapable of knowing when someone has him beat. Lance slows his breath, trying to hone in on the threat through his senses. The current comes again, behind him a little to the left, larger mass than his own, going slower than he had been. But that meant nothing in the grand scheme, this could very well be something with the speed of a sailfish or worse, Lance couldnt underestimate it.

He swallowed thickly, he needed to think about this carefully. Swimming away at top speeds could make him prey if this was simply something looking for food. On the other hand, should this be the very reason for his life on the run, not booking it could very well mean another nightmare to escape. And in the unlikely chances of this being just a passerby, Lance could exert himself for no reason and make himself vulnerable. Whatever it is is only getting closer, Lance had to do something now.

A deep centering breath, he pulls one hand through the water, the other forming a strong hold, a familiar glow appears as a curved shape takes form. His stance is second nature, his hold firm and steady, his movements fluid. He takes his aim, somewhere behind him not quite towards the threat, but close enough, it will tell him all he needs to know. On his exhale, faster than most eyes can track, a projectile lands home. The rock formation explodes, the threat stops, for one moment, two, the currents pick up and Lance bolts.

At the very least, he supposes they are not quite as fast as him, but they did not flee. Lance could have stayed and fought, but something in his (over paranoid but usually right) gut, told him not to. While he couldn't tell you exactly what his gut was thinking, it hadn't told him to fight. And that was enough for him to-

He changes directions, using a coral formation to propel himself to the left. A steady chant of curses goes through his brain as he pushes himself to go faster.

Two.

There were two quiznacking threats now. He shouldn't have stopped, he should have found a hiding spot or… he shouldn't have stopped. How had he missed them? One was practically leading him to the other. He was screwed unless he could somehow lose them but the chances of that in such open water with like no activity?? Quiznak! Seriously Lance, only you.

Something flies past him, skimming by too close for comfort, a heat, a sizzle. His mind reminds him of that numb feeling unhelpfully, he doesn't need reminders of why he should avoid those. So he had been right, the threats were threats, and once again, he was quiznaking screwed!!

He twirls to avoid another shot, wracking his brain desperately for a plan. Any plan, come on brain, it had to be easier to evade this than to escape later! He does another sharp turn, anything to make it more difficult for them, but he knows he can't keep up this speed forever. He was running on low to begin with, he needed to think of something now!

A dark mass is in front of him, not there one second, solid the next. He crashes hard, bouncing off in a daze and sinking as he tries to regain his senses. Something metallic in the water tells him he's bleeding- did he bite his lip or hurt his nose?- his head spins as his breath heaves in too quick a rhythm. Something wraps around his throat, claws digging far too close to a gill, it's enough to restart his adrenaline, as he struggles and claws at the appendage. Still it takes a moment for his eyes to truly take in what's before him.

A monster. One of Haggar's creations, he recognized it from a past battle- it's not a new one, she cant make anymore she- how was he supposed to fight off three threats alone!? When one usually takes all-

He'd have to… or die trying…

His tail glows- this thing is disgusting it has a hole what the heck why isn't it dead ohdiosmiomaybeitishesscrewed- and he lashes out quick as a whip, the grip loosens and Lance breaks away. The other two threats have arrived behind him, left over soldiers from an empire slowly buckling but ever so fricken loyal, he's surrounded. From the looks of it, capture is now an option, and one they don't seem keen on choosing.

This would be Lance's final battle.

He can't see the moon from here, or the stars, but he sends a prayer anyhow. That his friends are safe. That this war can end. That it's not all for naught. That his precious Blue will find a worthier Paladin.

Light builds around his hand, taking the form of his namesake. He would go down fighting then, and hopefully take some with him.

~i'm sorry I suck at fight scenes~

Ragged breathes through parted lips, blood twirling as it meets the water, bubbles as he twirls his lance. The soldiers were down, floating lifelessly and making his stomach clench, but the monster seemed unaffected. It truly looked undead- a hole in its side, tears and worn down flesh- but perhaps it simply rotted as Haggar's magic faded, its mission the last thing it can comprehend.

His tail reminds him with every move that it has taken damage that needs attention. His torso aches with bruises and burns and cuts, his gills are overworked and tired as his heart. Much more and he'll keel over, his vision already blurs, he can't push through much longer.

The monster lashes out, a black line of numbing heat that Lance throws himself out of the way of. His lance changes to a bow and he lets loose a flurry of projectiles, he growls as they each hit home on his large target, but seem nothing more than a nuisance. The thing's arm cuts through the water and sends a current strong enough to knock him back. He rolls and slams into a convenient rock, oxygen lost as he finds the sandy ocean floor- when did they get so low?

Lance's head protests as he moves to get up, but the monster is already there, pinning Lance to the rock, slamming him into it every couple seconds. His strength is leaving him, his head aches something fierce, and his vision is dotted in black. This was the end. He'd tried, made new holes in un-bleeding flesh- was it flesh? Seaweed? Magic clay?- defeated two more soldiers, but he couldn't persevere. There was no coming back from this one, Lance the Blue Paladin, would be no more. And his last image would be a melting faced rage monster.

His eyelids waver closer and closer together, ready to join the light of the moon, when a literal light flashes instead. It's jarring enough to make his eyes pop open, a green and yellow swirl that hits the monster dead center and sends him flying. Lance hits the sand again, too weak to do much else but watch his blood mix with the water and multicolored blasts hit the monster.

They were so familiar too, strong yellow, clever green, fierce red, brave purple, uniting pink, calming orange… huh…

A hand cups his cheek, he..hadnt meant to close his eyes, blue meets brown and why is that so important?

".e……Lance…….…okay…"

Accent, soothing, familiar, safe.

"Is..okay?" Another, rougher but comforting and…

"..'s..ay buddy…ot you."

He forces his eyes to focus if even for just a moment, and the blurred colors become familiar figures, friends, his family. Voltron. How had they found him? They hadn't been meant to meet yet, not until it was safe for the lions to return. 'Safe' hummed in the back of his mind, a wave of comfort that had tears springing to his eyes.

"It's okay now Lance, we got you."

Hands are oh so careful as they lift him, tails supporting his own as they pull him through the water. He glimpses floating chunks and swallows the bile that rises in his throat. They'd gotten it then.

"You did good Lance, without your arrows I don't think our attack would have worked." Was Shiro reading his mind??

"Coran should have a pod ready, he swam faster than a duflax when he saw what state you were in." Allura assures, eyeing him worriedly.

"Thanks…for coming guys." So strange to talk to them, when he hadn't in so long not since they got split up, and went into hiding. "Never thought i'd see you again." He admits quietly, tears floating from his eyes.

"Nope, not thinking like that ever again." Hunks' own tears joined, though he suppressed his sobs so as not to jostle Lance.

"Youre home now, you made it."

#fic #voltron legendary defender #angst #mermay #au #langst #blood mentions #short #happy ending #team as family #found family #brown-eyed Lance

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slepyicarus · 2 years

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Mc Monday

Yeah im working on catching up lol. It takes me a bit to write/draw often lol

As always the Mc!Monday challenge is by the kind and amazing @obeythedemons if u like my post to these check out Lances! They are just *chefs kiss*

Prompt: MC accidentally touches a book in Satan’s room that casts an illusion over them both that shows MC’s greatest dreams coming true. What are they, how does MC react, can MC get out?

Tags: slight Anger flare up, described panic attack, past child emotional/ verbal abuse, past child negelect, transphobia, reference to suicide

Humming along to the music Icarus calmly played on his DDD while waiting for the cookies frosting to set when the quite crystal like notification noise interrupted the music. Icarus startled, losing the level. Scroffing he opened his messager. His angered calmed when he saw Satan had texted him about their bi-daily reading session.

Now equipped with a tray full of tea and cookies Icarus knocked on the wrathful demon's door. The door opened softly revealing the as usually messy of book towers library that Satan calls his room. Said demon sat on his bed with Lavendel, which most-likely walzed right to Satans room for treats and pets from Icarus' room, who purred until she saw his owner. Now she meowed softly earning a chuckle from her current bed and her owner. "Hello you two. How are the cuddles today?", Icarus laughed slightly, setting the tray down on the ony free space of Satan's table. Satan smiled right back at the other "Impeccable as usual. You brought cookies too?" Looking for the book he read and left on the table last time Icarus hummed as responds before explaining "Levi has a gaming event coming up so i thought to show my support i would make him some Ruri-chan themed cookies. Im still working on my icing skills but they taste really good. Finally there it is." "Wait Icarus, thats not-", the avatar tried to warn his friend but it was too late.

Icarus squeaks out of surprise and covers his head while a book tower he didn't see was balancing against his book tipped over, spilling countless books onto the floor.. A few books fell on the halfdemon before falling onto the floor in the end. As soon as the rain of books stopped Satan rushed over to the other demon looking him over for any wounds. "Are you ok?? Does it hurt anywhere?" Taking the book that landed on his head off Icarus shook his head. "I'm ok." Satan took the book Icarus held and paled a bit. "Eh Icarus, don't panic but you touched a cursed book.." "I did what now?", Icarus shrieked as he paled himself looking up at the blond, "What does it do" "It shows your biggest deepest dream to the ones that touched it." "oh no-"

"Icarus? Baby is that you?", a sweet voice could be heard from the door of the room, making both demons turn to the door where a short chubby brunette woman with a soft purple and white dress stood having the same face and green eyes as the half demon. Icarus took a step back holding his own hand close to his chest, his breathing growing quicker and more shallow. He could feel the cold sweat forming on his neck and back. Nervously he swished his split tail from side to side. Starting to shake his head he said shaken "N-No, your not real. I know yo-your just a hallucination. Just part of the curse." Placing an arm around the shaking half demon Satan pulled him closer to help him with his fear. "But baby its me. Really.", the woman exclaimed, walking to the two demons, "Look at you. My sweet baby having made it so far to even go to an academy! I'm so proud of you.." Icarus breath hitched as soon as he felt her hand petting his head right in between where his horns have manifested from his panic. He shifted into his demon form in his panic without noticing it making his though grow louder with all hhis memories. Everything back up, making his eyes water. "Oh Icarus..dont cry, my son..everything will be alright now..Mama's here..", the woman cooed cupping his cheek and start petting it with her thumb. Slowly tears began to roll down his reddened cheeks which she brushed aside while whispering small words of comfort before dissappearing just as suddenly as she appeared. His knees finally gave out and he fell to his knees, small sobs escaping the usually alsways smiling demon. Two arms circled him and slowly rearranged him so that he lend againgst the chest of the book smart demon. Finally Icarus could noticed and feel Satans presence again. He gripped into the sweater vest as if his life depended on it and let the sobs flow out of him, letting them carry all of his hurting toughts and heart break with them. Satan held him thtough it, petting his now open wild lilac hair and whispering words of comfort and encouragement.

It took a while for Icarus to calm down enough to only tired sniffes. All his trauma resurfacing made him exhausted and wanting nothing but continued to be held. "Do you feel better now, Ru?", Satan asked softly to which the other nodded lightly against his chest, having spend most of his energy while crying. "Could we lay down on your bed for a bit, Tantan..? I just need to be held a bit more and the floor is uncomfortable..", the lilanette almost whispered. "Of course", Satan answered before picking up the smaller into his arms and walking over to his bed. Carefully he laid down with the tired exchange student which cuddled up closer to him. After a few minutes of silence while Icarus got his sniffles under control satan couldnt contain his curiosity in check and questioned quietly "That was your mother correctly? Why was she telling you that she is proud of you your biggest wish..?" Back in his casual clothes the smaller wiped his eyes with the sleeves of his hoodie "Because she abandoned me in a group home and after i came back to her she only complained about everything that was connected to me. She always compaired me to my older siblings and how amazing they are doing while i just waste my life away. She neglected me and my mental health until i tried to end myself..", Icarus explained sniffing again and wiping a new tear away. "And..And when I told her that I'm trans she told me its just penis envy and I'm just confused because of the media. She never accepted me as Icarus.." Another quiet sob escaped Icarus. Satan hugged him tighter. "Im sorry that she did that and thank you for telling me, Icarus..", Satan spoke continuing to hold the other as long as he needed silently boiling on the inside.

She should hope that she never crosses mine or my brothers path..otherwise she will see how much pain Icarus had too feel thanks to her own body...

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xxmourningdove666xx · 1 year

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Info dump some of the silliest things your OCS have done.

And then some of the darkest things they've done.

YESYESYESYEYSEYESYEYES

okay so!!! because i have 50000 ocs im gonna probably stick w/ a few of my faves, namely: Johan, Cyril, Elijah, and Percy

So for silliest things:

Johan has ended up chasing his tail more than once, which isn't like the silliest thing ever but y'know, it's silly. Along with this, he's totally completely fumbled damn near guaranteed lays by making shitty dad jokes. Also he canonically refuses to get bottom surgery because he doesn't wanna limit his fashion choices and since he doesn't have bottom dysphoria he just vibes.

Cyril is just a silly goofy man period, known for his love of nature and especially ducks. He enjoys swimming with his pet ducks which is usually a sight to see, at least to Elijah who thinks he looks like a total dork. He's also more than once tried to fight a deer when drunk. Most of his chaos happened during college.

Elijah's life is just silly moments, honestly. His silliest could probably easily be ending up married to a man he drunkenly fist fought, but there's more traditionally silly things he's done. Like Cyril, he's a bit out there when he's had a few, and he's probably scared himself trying to summon a ghost before.

Percy's silliest moment is dating a literal fucking dragon. He just,,, He just did that. He flirted with the death monster and it looked at him n went "nice ass".

As for darkest things:

Johan has his ghosts, between the self harm, drug fueled rages, and constant need to hurt others just to feel something, it wouldn't be a total surprise if he joined the 27 club. His darkest moment, however, would most likely be choking a woman to death after a less than positive reaction to discovering he was trans.

Cyril is known for being a haunted man, and asking for the darkest thing he's done is a bit hard. Is bludgeoning a man to death dark enough? Shooting a cheating lover? Killing a friend he couldn't save a second time? I'd say what truly takes the cake, though, is his penchant for murder as a "destresser" when neither exercise nor cigarettes takes off the edge.

Elijah is a man who's work requires murder, nothing about him is necessarily not dark, he's just enough of a charismatic guy to get away with his actions. He's a drunk, chain smoking asshole when you really get to thinking about who he is, and yet his worst actions have always been his habit of using women for their bodies and money before leaving them without a word for the next town.

Percy actually isn't all that bad of a guy, the innocent, sweet human. Of course, he's neither innocent nor sweet, why would a monster fall in love with that? No, a man from a home with two absent parents, he's gotten into enough trouble to last someone more than one lifetime. His darkest action, however, will always prove to be encouraging the murder of several relatively innocent people to fuel his own sadistic ego.

#my oc shit #liquorish rambles

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loousir · 3 years

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[Satyr} Insecurities

Soft Male Presenting NB Satyr x Male Reader

Dakota

Warnings: Dakota get comforted by you after a sudden breakup and you end up confessing, they realized they like you too, mentions of alcohol (tho not explicitly stated other than beer), two faced boyfriend (now ex)

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Currently, you are on your way to third wheel for your best friend, Dakota. This guy that Dakota was dating was one that you really did not like. He was all sweet and kind around Dakota but the second they turned their back, he was a complete jerk. You knew you should tell Dakota but they just looked so happy being with this guy that you didn't want to ruin this momentary happiness.

Anyhow, both of you were walking down the street to a small yet busy pub that he had asked Dakota to meet. Dakota had asked him if you could come and he said yes but you knew he would have said no if that didn't ruin his "perfect boyfriend" image. You developed feelings for Dakota years ago, long into your friendship with him but you never confessed. You knew they didn't feel the same so you decided to just try to be the very best friend you could be.

Dakota pointed out the place you two were going and you followed them up to the front door. You opened it for them and they almost instantly spot their boyfriend, going over to him and hugging him. You smiled a sad smile and looked at the two before joining them at their table. He had sent Dakota off to get drinks for the three of you. "How have you been (R/n)?" He looks over to you with a not glare for once. "I'm breaking up with him."

Your eyes widened slightly. "What?" He nods. "Yeah I got hit pretty hard in the face with reality after the last time we met." His whole demeanor had changed from what it was before. You tried to say something but Dakota came back with a beer bottle and two glasses. They set one of the glasses down in front of you and handed the bottle to their soon to be ex who's demeanor went back to perfect boyfriend mode.

You smiled at Dakotas smile before taking a drink of what they got you. "Ah, (R/n)! Did you see the new episode yesterday? It was so good!" Dakota said before going on to ramble about bits and pieces. (R/n) smiled and nodded, chatting about said episode with Dakota.

A few minutes had past with the three of you talking before (R/n) decided it was time to bring the bad news. "Dakota." They looked up to (R/n) who looked like he just accidentally kicked a puppy. Dakota noticed and went to grab his hands to ask what's wrong but he pulled away. You looked away out of courtesy but still listened in. "I'm sorry Dakota. I dont think we can be together anymore. Its really me, not you. You've been nothing but good to me and I want you to be happy but it can't be with me."

"Maybe we'll see each other around. Don't worry about paying for drinks, I'll cover it on the way out." He said standing up to leave. Dakota couldn't seem to process what what happening as they watched their now ex-boyfriend walk away. "Kota, let's go." You said standing and grabbing their hand.

They didn't move but instead started to shake slightly. "Dakota, please." You pulled them up and practically dragged them out of the pub and stopped when you were a block away from it. Dakota hadn't said a word but held on tightly to your hand. "Do you wanna go back to your house?" You asked, looking to them. They nodded softly, more hair moving to cover their usually covered eyes.

You squeezed their hand gently as the two of you walked back to Dakotas place. It wasn't too far from the pub so neither of you saw the point in taking the car. After a few minutes of walking, Dakota stopped, making you look back. "Im... S-so sorry... I... I cant..." They tried to say something but ended up almost collapsing, legs shaking like crazy. You caught them before they could and opted to carry them the rest of the way.

Dakota holds onto you and cries into your neck. You gently rub the back of their head and whisper reassuring words into their ears. After a few more minutes of walking, you make it to the house and carefully unlock the door and close it behind you before taking them upstairs to their bedroom. "I'll go grab some water. I'll be right back ok?"

You head back down stairs, lost in thought as you grabbed water from the fridge before heading back up. You didn't expect to see what you did though.

Your body stood ridgid with shock. Standing in front of you, staring back with wild and afraid eyes was your best friend of 5 years. They looked like they were wearing pants but they weren't. Their legs were covered in dark brown fur, same colour as their hair. Your eyes followed the soft digitigrade shape down to the cloven hooves in place of feet. A small tail to match laid tight against their body.

"Dakota..?"

You breathed out hesitantly. They seemed to snap out of whatever trance they were in for a moment and they started to shake. "Hey... Hey whats wrong?" You asked as you very slowly approached them, as if the wrong step could send them sprinting away. They didn't say a word and you eventually got to their side. You very carefully grabbed their hand but they pulled it away faster than you could blink.

They looked at you with such fear that you could barely even tell if it was your sweet Dakota anymore. A tense moment passed as you had seen his eyes for the first time. You gently took their hand again and pressed their palm against your chest. They could feel your heart pounding, theirs was probably just as fast. You and Dakota had this thing where if one of you were panicking, the other would place a hand on the heart of the one whos panicking. It usually ended with a hug but it was really just a comfort thing that Dakota had started with you when they had a panic attack in public. Once they had seemed to realized, some lever must have flipped as they pulled you into a tight hug.

"(Y/n)..."

You hugged them back, gently placing a hand on the back of their head to keep them close. A silent minute had past before you felt your shoulder getting wet again. "I'm so sorry." It was barely a whisper but you heard it. Neither of you said a word after that. Dakota pulled their head out from the crook of your neck and rested their forehead against your chest.

"I didn't want you to find out like this..." Their voice was small as they spoke, hands gripping tightly to the back of your shirt. You carefully set a hand on their cheek, coaxing them to look up to you. Their eyes were red and slightly puffy from crying. The bright green, almost yellow irises stood out against their pink-ish scleras. "Your eyes are so beautiful." You mumbled out without thinking.

Dakota blushed and looked away. "I know you probably don't wanna talk so let's sit down and I'll go first." You lead them over to the bed and both of you sat down. "Judging by your reaction you didn't want me knowing about the whole... Lower half thing." You paused to look at Dakota who nodded. "Sorry." You said, still processing everything. Dakota shook their head. "N-no... I..."

"I don't know what to say..." Dakota said with a heavy sigh. "It's ok. You don't have to say anything-" They cut you off before you could continue. "(Y/n) I've lied to you for 5 years about it! Of course I have to say something!" You looked away from them and sighed. "I would be lying if I said it didn't upset me that you never told me what you were." Without hesitation, you grabbed Dakotas hand again, staring at it as they let you intertwine your fingers. "But I always had a feeling you weren't exactly human anyways... Of course I wanted to know but I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable around me."

Dakota looked to your eyes, tears welling up in theirs again. You could see that they wanted to apologize for not saying anything but you just shook your head. "Kota, I could care less that your a Satyr. If anything I like you even more." You mumbled the last part but they still heard it anyway, signaled by the blush that rose to their cheeks yet again. Dakota placed their free hand on your cheek and made you look back to them.

"I love you so fucking much Kota. You don't even know. I'm sorry. This is probably a lot on top of me finding out about probably your biggest secret and the... Y'know." Dakota shook their head. "Its all been so overwhelming. I'm honestly surprised I haven't passed out yet." You let a small huff of a laugh pass as they pulled your face closer to theirs. "You seemed to have calmed down a lot." You mumbled out.

Dakota nodded. "Yeah. I guess I'm... Relieved... I've known you long enough that I know you when you aren't feigning truths." They pause for a moment. You took this moment to observe their tear stained face. "(Y/n). I dont ever want you to leave me." Their voice had been shaky since you found out about them being a Satyr but it was even worse when they said that. "I couldn't truly live if you weren't in my life Kota."

They looked at you with wide eyes. "Sorry, said something weird didnt-" You were cut off by a pair of soft lips against yours. You carefully kissed back, tangling your hand in their soft, fuffy hair. The second both of you pulled away, Dakota smiled and pulled you into a tight hug. "Kota-" "I think him breaking up with me was the best decision ever." You furrowed your brows, really confused.

"What? Why? I though you two were happy together." Dakota nodded. "I was happy. But I also saw how unhappy you were. A-and it made me realize... Just how much I wanted to make you happy because you make me happy." You couldn't say anything but just looked at them with surprise. "Can I... Can I kiss you?" You asked quietly. Dakota laughed and nodded, pulling you into a kiss.

Your hands decided to test the waters a bit and you gently ran a hand through the soft fur that coat their leg. They shivered and gripped onto your shirt, leaning into the kiss more. You pulled away and let your hand linger on their thigh. "Did... Did you really mean it when you said that you liked me more knowing I was a Satyr?" You blushed and laughed awkwardly while looking away. "Yeah... I didn't realize I said that out loud."

Dakota let out a gentle laugh and pulled you into a tight hug. "Let's take a nap, I'm tired after crying so much..." You nodded and kissed their neck softly as the two of you laid down.

"Please stay by my side."

I originally started this one shot at the paragraph that starts at "Your body stood ridgid with shock." so sorry if everything above it seemed weird-

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The Perfect White Flower--and Other Nonexistent Things

a/n YALL THIS IS PROBABLY DUMB BUT I HAD THIS IDEA ABOUT A HARRY STYLES X READER FIC THATS BASED ON THE PLOT OF JANE THE VIRGIN AND I WANTED TO WRITE IT SO BADLY I MADE THIS ACCOUNT

disclaimer--wont follow the show exactly

Pairing: Harry Styles x latina! reader (a key factor of the show revolves around the lead being latina, and im latina and honestly love writing for us but anyone can still read and understand/hopefully enjoy and the fic doesn’t involve any physical descriptions:))

Series Summary: Y/n l/n has had the world figured out since she was a child. She won’t be a writer because it’s risky, she’ll just focus on school and becoming a teacher. She’s never been a child, because her mother had her at sixteen and hasn’t aged a single year since. That’s part of the reason the promise she made to her grandmother means so much to her--if she doesn’t have sex before marriage, her child will never have to grow up as quickly as she did. And Harry Styles is at the top of the world--his music has never been more successful, he has a lovely girlfriend, and he’s never been more in demand. He has everything in the world...except a child, and through a series of unbelievable events--y/n might be his only chance to have one. Ever.

Chapter One Summary: Who knew getting a pap smear on two hours of sleep and three cups of coffee was as bad as having unprotected sex?

There’s something dangerous about taking public transportation in LA. And no, I don’t mean it in the ‘there are bad people in the world’ type of way. I mean it in the ‘I live in one of the casual influencer, celebrity, tourist hubs of the world and each time I step onto the bus I find myself mesmerized by all the stories I see in them’ way. Kind of pathetic, I know, but sometimes a child with blonde pig tails or a woman streaming on instagram live will catch my eye and the urge to pull out my lap top and start something I’ll never finish.

I know that writing isn’t some kind of disease. But I can’t let myself fall in love with it the way I want to. There’s nothing wrong with writing a short story or two, but trying to write a novel? That’s impractical. It will distract me from school, from the four year plan I’m almost done with.

Sighing, I brave taking at my surroundings. I deserve this today, after the anonymous, rude costumer at the hotel today, I need positivity. No one is particularly inspiring. The bus stops and I watch out the window. At first the crowd is ordinary, and then i see them...paparazzi. Flashing cameras from all angles, grown men violating all rules of personal space. It never sits right with me, but I guess it’s just part of living in LA. The bus starts moving again. When it stops again, I see even more paparazzis, but their cameras aren’t flashing. Good for whoever escaped that.

The bus door opens and I snap my attention back to my computer screen. I rub my eyes as I stare at my word document. How is there more that needs to be edited? This professor is the harshest grader I’ve ever had, and my friend, Gisa, is kind for giving me even more notes. But I’m exhausted. Two tests and an essay due before 12:00. And it’s...11:38. Great--I have to upload it the second I’m at my doctor’s office and have WiFi again.

I spend some time highlighting and rewording sentences, and once I’m done I reward myself with more people watching because I deserve it and I can’t fall asleep here. I’m kind of invested in the girl live streaming her bus ride...maybe she’ll say her instagram handle.

But when I look up, she’s not on the bus anymore. Almost no one is. An elderly couple is sitting towards the back. A woman with a toddler sit two rows in front of me...and there’s now a man directly across from me. I blink for a moment, imagining a story for someone who’s face I can’t quite see beneath such dark sun glasses. His dark waves and strong jaw do most of the imagining for me--he deserves a mystery, a dramatic one with a happy ending and just enough romance to keep the people interested. A good romance, too--not too sappy. Enemies to lovers, maybe. A mysterious stranger that’s not really a stranger because something about him is just...familiar.

He turns his head and I drop my gaze immediately. There’s no doubt he caught that, but I still pretend to edit the title of my essay. “You’ve been typing stubbornly since I first got on the bus.” There’s an accent--of course he’s english. But it’s more than that, I’ve heard that voice before. I’ve been...soothed by it. And--oh my god, I’m sitting across from Harry Styles.

Okay, don’t freak out. Don’t freak him out. He’s probably on here to escape the the whole ‘oh my god, you’re Harry Styles!’ thing.

“What are you writing?” Harry Styles just spoke to me. I greeted my one direction poster every single day in middle school, and Harry Styles just spoke to me. Okay--relax, breathe--it’s only weird if you make it weird.

There’s a kind of curt curiosity to his question. He could have been ruder, considering how blatantly I was staring at him. “I um...an essay.” I’m temped to turn the screen so that he can see I’m telling the truth. Though he wasn’t hostile, a part of me is paranoid that he thinks I am writing about him. It’s a fair assumption, for all he knows I’m drafting a tweet about who I saw on the bus this morning or preparing to send something in to some gossip girl-esque blog. “It’s due today at noon and normally I’m way more on top of things, but I had this last minute doctor’s appointment rescheduling because my usual doctor is out of town and--” I cut myself off before I can tell Harry Styles that I’m ovulating and that if I don’t go to my OBGYN now, I have to wait an entire month and I’ve already been off birth control longer than I’d like. I might not have actual sex in my near future, but my cramps have been extra terrible. “An essay, I just finished an essay.”

He nods once. Maybe he feels bad for so thoroughly startling me into such a rambling, because the corner of his mouth tilts upwards. A soft smile adds even more grace to his features, I focus on the dimple that appears in his cheek. “An aggravating essay, I take it, considering the death glares you’ve been giving your laptop screen.”

I smile at his polite humor. “It’s for the harshest grader on campus. She took three points off of my first essay freshman year because I spaced my bibliography wrong.”

He cringes in sympathy. “Good luck.”

“Thanks,” I hum, proud of myself for not letting him know that I know who he is. The bus stops, I can see my doctor’s office behind a few paparazzi. “This is my stop.”

Harry nods once, ducking his head slightly. A tiny part of me feels sympathy for him; from what I’ve gathered, he genuinely loves his fans and the relationship they have, but it must be draining to never have a moment of privacy. Especially when it’s people who care more about selling your picture than your mental health.

I linger on the bus’s step, watching the men with large cameras look around. “Excuse me, are you guys looking for Harry Styles?” Most of the men disregard me, but one looks at me. “I know he’s near here because I’m a really big fan and my friend just texted that she saw him.” This gets me the attention I wanted. “He’s at Northfield--a cafe like three blocks down. I just know that if she got a picture with Harry in like a magazine or something she’d totally lose it--in a good way, and she’s been having a bad time so if you see her can you try to make it happen? Knowing her she’ll be at his side, she’s blonde, shortish hair.”

The men seem skeptical, but I guess they realize that this is the best lead they have. I think the fact that I gave a reason to justify selling Harry out for no reason helped. They disperse together, heading at least three blocks away from Harry. I don’t know if I’ve actually helped him, but I hope I have.

“Essay girl.” I freeze, half cringing. Did he hear that? That’s embarrassing. I consider darting away, but decide that would just make me cringe more. So I turn on my heels. “You...you forgot your phone.”

He just saved my life. “Thank you.” I take my phone from his outstretched hand, ignoring the slight thrill that runs through me when our fingers brush. “You’re my hero--the last thing I needed today was to run all over the city searching for my phone.” I finish the awkward admission with a partial laugh.

“Least I could do,” he mumbles, “especially considering what you just did.”

...He did see that. “Oh um--it was nothing, I just kind of made a connection and assumed the only reason you’d be on a public bus is because you were trying to avoid some things, and you make really great music and a lot of people happy, so you deserve that break.” Why does it feel like I’ve been talking forever? “Anyways, thanks for the whole phone thing, and I hope I got them off your tail.”

My joke seems to somewhat land. His lips part, like he’s planning on saying something else. A timer on my phone interrupts him. I instinctually look down--great, the alarm on my phone warning me that I’m only ten minutes away from being late. “I’m late.” I turn towards the bus’s exit. “I gotta go, but thanks again, and I hope you have a good day.”

I disappear after that, still not sure that that whole thing wasn’t some kind of hallucination. Did I just meet Harry Styles? He...he gave me my phone. Harry Styles has touched my phone. I can’t wait to tell Gisa, she’ll lose it.

I’m still thinking about Harry Styles when I finally reach my OBGYN’s office. When I get there, things are a lot more hectic than I thought they’d be. Many people crowd the waiting area and the receptionist’s desk is clearly understaffed. Two young girls are trying to address multiple upset pregnant women and take phone calls at the same time, all while practically buried in a sea pf paperwork. Wow, I didn’t realize that transferring was such chaos. One of the girls waves me over and barely checks my name before shoving a form towards me. I fill out as quickly as possible.

I upload my essay quickly after checking in. Who knows, maybe Harry Styles’s blessing will get me an A? A third person in scrubs emerges from the back after a moment and ushers me into a room. I tell myself to focus on going over the facts I need for the test I have to take in a little over an hour. Or to focus on the fact that I just met Harry Styles. But instead, I feel my heavy eyelids fall shut.

I don’t know how long I sleep, but I know that I wake up during the middle of a doctor’s sentence, “...I know I’m not your usual, so I just want to make sure you’re comfortable.”

“Hm...Yeah, yeah I’m comfortable.” She nods once, her wide eyes slightly red. “But I do have a class today in like an hour, so I was wondering if this was going to take longer because of the office’s move?”

“Oh, no,” she shakes her head. “Just because Dr. Rodriguez gave us no notice before deciding that she no longer wanted to work here...or in the country. Or even live in the US, despite the fact that we just signed a lease on a place together...” Tears well in the stranger’s eyes, pity settles in my stomach.

“That sounds incredibly complicated, I didn’t mean to rush you.”

She blinks twice, her expression blanking as she fights against the pain of what’s clearly a terrible break up. “No, no--you have every right. Today is your day and if..honestly, if you’re strong enough to go to a class after this, and do what you’re about to do by yourself, then I’m strong enough to get through today.”

Um...didn’t realize a pap smear counted as something that needs moral support, but I’ll chalk it up to her heightened emotions. “Thanks.”

She snaps on her medical gloves. “No, thank you for your patience. Now lay down.”

I do as told, preparing for a sensation I haven’t often experienced. A moment passes and I know she’s started. She’s moving away from me much faster than expected. Oh--I guess pap smears are a lot shorter than I expected.

“That’s it?”

“Yep,” she hums, pulling her gloves off. “Now just take it easy, and hydrate.”

Weird...but that’s like general doctor advice. “Thanks!”

I’ve never wanted to keep a secret from Gisa, but sometimes I really regret telling her I met Harry Styles. It’s been almost a month and I find my mind wandering back to the moment in which our fingers brushed more than I should. Sometimes I let myself wonder what he might have said if my phone hadn’t rang. I was probably just imagining the way his lips parted, but my ind refuses to let it go.

“...You know it’s kind of sad, I read an interview in which he spoke about the fact that he has some genetic condition that makes it hard to have kids. He has so many godchildren, and I feel like he’d make such a great father.”

I try to keep up with Gisa’s words, but the dull ache in my head makes it feel so far away. “Yeah...he seemed really patient.”

Gisa nods, turning to face me. “You alright, you’re looking kinda green?”

“Yeah...” I reach for my canvas bag. “I think I just...I probably just need some water.”

My hand grazes the metal of my water bottle and then the corners of my vision blur into blackness. I sway, Gisa’s hand is on my shoulder...and then it all goes black.

I sit uncomfortably on the hospital’s cot. Gisa is a traitor for telling my mom that I fainted. I knew she’d just drag me here--hispanic mothers, they either believe they can cure you with vic’s vapor rub or they want you in the ER. No in between.

“I know you didn’t want another test, but you’ve been throwing up in the morning for days and now you’re fainting.”

“Fainted,” I correct, “it happened once.”

“C’mon, mija, it’s just one doctor’s appointment.”

Speaking of, an ER nurse returns. “Fainting and nausea spells explained,” he says, glancing at his clipboard, “you’re pregnant.”

My mom and I can’t help but exchange a look before bursting into laughter. Pregnant. If I’m pregnant then the second coming is here. “That’s impossible, I’m a virgin.”

He glances at my mom, “maybe we should have this conversation in private.”

“No, what you say in front of me you can say in front of my mom.”

My mom raises an eyebrow. “Y/n, did you and that guy from your english class--”

“No! No, we did not. I am a virgin and there’s no way I’m pregnant.” I glare at the nurse.

He then ushers me to a bathroom so that I can provide a urine sample. After I’m finished, he shows me a pregnancy test strip. “Pink means pregnant.” I bite my tongue as he tests the strip in my sample. He pulls it out and it’s...it’s bright pink.

“I’m calling my doctor, because this has to be a mistake. It has to be like a hormonal thing.”

“Exactly, pregnancy hormones.”

I glare even harder, calling the doctor that I saw last week. “Hello, Dr. Ash? I was wondering if I could get a consultation because I’m in the ER and some crazy doctor is trying to tell me I’m pregnant.”

Silence on the line for a long second. “...I actually cleared my calendar for you.”

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #jane the virgin #jane the virgin AU #lot #hslot st louis

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germvity · 3 years

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RISES THE MOON

leon s kennedy x reader // 5 // blue blood

the officer sighs, keeping you close as he slowly starts to settle himself. eventually, leon falls asleep himself, rolling over with you so you were between him and the wall of the shack. you mumble incoherently at the movement, eyelids fluttering as you stir. yet, leon's deep breathing and soothing heartbeat makes you fall asleep once more.

genre: angst with fluff

tags: nemesis 👺, he's stinky, david being a bully 2.0, leon being a sweetheart, he cares, jill being a good friend <3, might rewrite this chapter maybe bc i just know im gonna skip a few paragraphs to get this out a bit earlier :(

warnings: bullying, hitting/beatings, crying, confession swerves, mild heartbreak bc i hate myself </3

tag list <3

@trinswhimsys , @hex-touchstarved (ily mutual <3)

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you woke up with a harsh headache and no recollection of what happened the night before, tears stinging your eyes as you crouch down to work on the dirty generator in front of you. the wires singed your fingertips, and you hiss, pulling away right as the generator let out a skull splitting bang. your head ached as your heartbeat picked up, and you darted from the machine and into the gas station with nemesis now hot on your tail. "fuck.." you whine, just your luck that he would be on you first. you throw down a pallet with urgency, gasping as his tentacle slashes a deep infection into you. you splutter, blue blood oozing down your body as you cough into your arm. vaulting the window was easy, but unfortunately the killer's appendage is much longer than you thought as it whips your back, leaving behind a nasty gash.

fortunately, a pallet was nestled between two cars and you ran for it, managing to stun the greedy monster before scrambling to safety. "fuck.." you whine, coughing up some blue sludge as you quickly hide in your surroundings. the nemesis walks past you angrily, storming away and leaving you for a moments peace. you spot a white box's aura nearby, and it beckoned you over the the feeling of safety. you round the corner and see it sat there, and crouch down to snap the flimsy lock. you raise the vial carefully out of the foam in the case, sighing in relief before a rough hand snatches the scruff of your shirt. you yelp in surprise as david throws you to the ground, the vaccine rolls away from you and you reach for it. "you fucker! i never lose a fight!" david roars, kicking your stomach firmly. you cry out in pain, curling up into a tight ball to try and avoid david hitting any vulnerable spots. "i hate you! i hate you so much..!" the fighter continues, but now crouches down to pull you from your protective position. he punches you roughly and you wail in pain as blood bursts from your nose.

"leon!" you scream, hoping he was in this trial to help you. "leon! help me!" you cry out again, and david's cruel laughter finds your ears. "that pretty boy isn't here." he grins, giving you another punch before a pair of hands grab him. "what the-?!" the zombie cuts him off, teeth piercing david's neck as he screams in agony. the fighter scrambles away, and the zombie ignores you to follow him. "hello? i heard screaming." a new voice intrudes, and jill peaks around the corner. "jesus- what happened?" she rushes over to you as you reach for her weakly. "david... he's so mean." you cry, letting her pull you close as she hugs you tightly. "come on, let's get you somewhere safe." she offers a sad smile, pulling you up carefully.

jill patches you up firmly and cured you, she let you follow her around for the trial, pointing out totems and chests for you to work on whilst she pumped out gens. ash gave your hair an affectionate ruffle in passing, but he was always more of a lone wolf, so he left quickly to distract nemesis. the rest of the trial went bad quickly. david was mori'd, ash died on hook and jill was gravely injured as well as dead on hook by the time the last generator was powered up.

with noed rampant in the end, and the gates blocked by the entity, you and jill stayed hidden behind a pile of crushed cars as the nemesis patrolled the gates carefully. "fuck... what are we gonna do?" you whimper, looking at jill. "i have an idea. i saw hatch earlier, we can find a key." jill gives you a smile, "but all the chests are open?" you remind her, and she shrugs. "no matter, elodie taught me how to look thoroughly." she pulls you along, and you have no choice but to follow. the chest you two found had a broken key in it, and jill tossed it away to start rummaging. "aha!" she beams, tossing a skeleton key into the air and catching it as she offers you her other hand. "c'mon, let's get out of here." she says, and you take her hand.

the two of you run past the undead, past nemesis who caught wind of your scratch marks and started following, stopping at the hatch. jill leans down, unlocking the door quickly as you turn to see nemesis approaching way too quick for your liking. "c'mon, move it!" she yells, pushing you down into the void and jumping in after you. the trap door slams shut, cutting off any light as the two of you fall into the thick smoke.

you regenerate abruptly, catching yourself but still falling when jill is thrown onto you. she wraps her arms around her waist and steadies the two of you quickly, mumbling an apology as she lets go of you. "it's okay.." you reply, letting her lead you to your shack. "leon's probably waiting, c'mon." jill yawns, spotting the blonde who was indeed waiting at your door. his eyes scan the tree line, searching for you. "leon!" you call, and his eyes brighten at the sight of you and jill. "y/n! are you okay?" he runs over to meet you half way, letting you hug him tightly. "be careful, they've had a rough trial." jill says sternly, and leon nods. "thanks for looking after them, jill." he smiles, and jill nods before walking away.

"come on then, let's get you rested." leon says, but freezes when he sees the bruises on your face, "oh, what happened?" he cups your face carefully, analysing you for any signs of a concussion. "david got me... he's really mad." you sigh, melting into his touch. "that fucker... he'll get what's coming to him." leon growls, pulling you into a tight and safe hug. "can we go inside?" you ask quietly, and he nods. "of course, c'mon."

you feel safe with leon, and relax more as you enter your practically shared home. leon turns away as he lets you get changed into some more comfy and cleaner clothes, taking off his bullet proof vest and putting it in its usual spot against the wall. you flop down on your bed with a huff, the blanket feels so welcoming as leon sits next to you. you rest your head on his thigh, letting him gently stroke your cheek as you close your eyes. "you feel any better?" he asks softly, and you nod. "good. just relax, yeah?" leon smiles, leaning back against your wall as he gets comfy.

you move from his lap and smile at him. "lay down with me?" you ask, and leon chuckles. "sure." he says, joining you and letting you cuddle into him. "leon?" you mumble softly, resting your head on his chest. "yeah?" he responds immediately, rubbing your back. "thank you for doing this for me... i don't deserve you." you smile sadly and leon huffs. "don't say that. you deserve the world." the blonde says firmly, moving so you would look at him. "i like you a lot, y/n." he admits yet you just smile. "i like you too." you reply, and leon's heart tightens as he realises you're unaware of his meaning. "i like you, so much more than i should.." he whispers and you process his words.

"wait... like that or am i reading into this too much..?" you ask sheepishly and leon nods, "like that." he confirms and you look away to think. "y/n..?" he whispers, desperate for any response. "i'm sorry... i can't... i don't wanna lose you or get hurt." you reply, voice also just above a whisper. "that's fine." leon smiles to hide the pain he felt. "i'm sorry..." you say again, holding him close. "it's alright, i don't mind." leon lies, his heart burning with sorrow. "just get some sleep, y/n." he says, holding you as if you would melt away if you let go.

"are you okay?" you ask softly, hands rubbing his back. "yeah, i'm completely fine." leon replies, ignoring the strain in his voice. "no you're not... i'm so sorry..." you whisper, feeling your own tears starting to well up. "don't cry, it's fine." leon smiles, wiping your face for you. "i'm so sorry, leon.. i just don't want to get hurt." you say, nestling your head into his neck. "i know, i know.. let's change the subject now until you fall asleep." he sighs.

soon enough the two of you are talking again, and leon almost forgets the rejection until you doze off. "as long as you're okay..." he whispers to himself as he brushes fallen hair from your face. "i couldn't care less about my own feelings." he smiles, tears stinging his eyes as he pulls you into his chest.

#dbd leon #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy #dead by daylight resident evil #dead by daylight #germvity writing

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binunus · 3 years

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college bf!rocky

a/n next is our rock and aegyo king sorry sanha park minhyuk !! also I was going to post this yesterday :( but me and my roommates got a little too lit for valentine’s and I literally sat for 7 hours straight in zoom so I couldn’t finish it until now but !! I hope you loves enjoy!!

→ genre: fluff, smut

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alright aright alrightttt

we’re gonna switch it up a little bit

add a little flavor

because as much as I would love to say that college bf!astro all got their partners in a cute and smooth sailing way

we all know relationships aren’t that easy

but before we get into how you and rocky met

major: dance

are we surprised? no

rocky is a prodigy in dance

he’s been dancing since he could walk

he started choreographing at age 6

it just made sense for him, like even his parents were like go pursue dance, you’re not a law or business type of kid

he can master any type of dance from jazz, to ballet, to street, to contemporary, to tango, whatever you can think of

he’s roommates with music tech!jinjin

jin literally takes care of him all the time bc rocky??? when he comes back to the apt after dance practice?? dead weight

only passes his gen ed classes bc eunwoo tutors him

if it weren’t for the boys, rocky would literally live in the dance studio

they make sure to drag him out for fun and food at least once a week

or they join and keep him company while he’s practicing

have they gotten noise complaints before while messing around in the dance studio? yes

rocky is loud alright, especially when he’s with astro

he’s a perfectionist, literally will not leave the studio until he’s 100% satisfied with his progress

oh the amount of times myungjun and jin nag at him to take care of his health

now now

you’re also a dance major

people could say that you and rocky are the top two dancers of your year

gasp a rivals to lovers au??? you betcha baby

granted you switched into a dancer major your second year so rocky technically had seniority

but boom baby as soon as you made your appearance, it rocked his world

now im not saying rocky’s cocky bc obviously he’s a cute hardworking humble boy

but was he used to always being placed first in evaluations or getting the highest marks??? yeah

so the first time you placed first and he placed second??? it lit a bit of a fire in him

he’s seen a ton of good dancers in his time, but no one has ever matched his capabilities better than you

there was an unspoken rivalry between you two, everyone knew about it

you both always wanted to upstage the other

there was always a tension whenever you two were in the same room

but like...have either of you ever really talked to each other besides side remarks in class?

and it didn’t really help that the whole dance department basically pit you up against each other to see who was really the best dancer of your year

so you and rocky never had the proper introduction to a friendship, it just went straight to rivalry

and then came the announcements for the end of the year showcase

and instead of putting on a solo, the department chairs decided to have you and rocky perform a duet

and you’ve never worked with him before so you were dreading the first time you met up

you to your roommate: ugh i can’t believe im partnered up with rocky, that arrogant rude–

your roommate: have you ever even talked to him, y/n? he’s actually very nice

you: no...but that’s what he wants you to believe!

your ego sorta just went along with the whole thing

and rocky was 15 min late to your meeting bc he was out eating food with the guys so your patience?? very thin

literally as soon as he stepped into the dance studio, the air turned stuffy

rocky could feel you glaring at him and he just smirks??

rocky: did I make you wait long y/n?

you: yeah you did

he liked pushing your buttons?? idk he just felt satisfaction knowing that any small of action of his affected you that much

it made him feel like he was winning or whatever

and god it took literally forever for you two to decide on a song and genre of performance for the showcase

you wanted contemporary, he wanted ballet

you were literally disagreeing so much on it that you had to ask Siri to flip a coin

and then you fought and said that Siri was rigged when it chose tails (contemporary)

so you decided on a happy? mix of both

rocky at the end of your first meeting: i get that we’re not exactly friends, y/n, but we have to work together so let’s at least be professional

you: i can if you can

rocky: fine

you two literally bicker like five year olds on a playground

even the guys are like ???? why are you being so childish ???

you have 2 months of preparation until the showcase and you start meeting once a week for choreography and practice since given the assignment

you two are pretty civil for the most part, you make the contemporary parts and he makes the ballet parts and then you combine it when you meet up and see how it can incorporate and complement each other

there’s not much joking around ?? like you know how rocky’s a clown when he’s teaching astro choreography?? it’s not like that at all

and honestly you two are too caught up in your rivalry and tension to notice that your styles really match and highlight each other well??

there’s definitely a lot of “i could do this better than you” from both sides

i repeat: you are children

and then there’s this one practice where you and rocky are trying a pas de deux for the first time

(i literally looked this term up, it’s basically what jungkook and jimin from bts did during the 2020 mma black swan intro...if you haven’t seen it, watch it bc it is perfection mmm chefs kiss)

and you don’t know if it’s because you didn’t have enough momentum or rocky didn’t prep himself enough for the lift but he ends up dropping you and you both fall

and you both immediately start blaming each other for the mishap

until you lift your hand to point at him and it just hurts

it’s like a switch goes off, rocky’s immediately concerned and he’s like gently taking your hand like: holy shit are you okay??

you shake your head and you’re wincing whenever you try to move it

you: ow fuck rocky, I think it’s sprained

and he suddenly feels so guilty, like he goes silent

you: can we stop for today? I’m gonna go get this checked out, make sure it’s not broken

rocky: do you want me to go with you?

you: no. I’ll see you next week.

boy he feels so bad, he texts you throughout the course of the following week asking if you’re okay, asking your roommate if you’re okay, telling you he’s sorry that he dropped you

you didn’t respond much, not bc you felt weird texting him–well, you did a little bit shhh–but bc you were beating yourself up for getting injured a month before the showcase

you show up to practice the next week with your wrist in a compression bandage

and he doesn’t greet you with a quip like he usually does, he immediately grabs your wrist (gently) and he’s like inspecting the bandage

you: uh...the doctor said I should be careful with it for a week or two if i want it to heal faster. so don’t bitch at me if i’m not going all out

rocky: y/n...i’m so sorry...I didn’t mean to injure you, it was my fault that we didn’t execute the pas de deux

you just shrug: it was both our faults...if I didn’t fall on my wrist maybe we could have avoided this little obstacle

rocky: if I caught you correctly, you wouldn’t have even fallen

you: are we really arguing right now about this??

and then the two of you just laugh???

this is the first real pleasant interaction you’ve had with him

and you notice like wow rocky had a nice smile

you: i should be back to normal before the showcase so we should be fine

rocky: don’t push it though while we’re practicing alright? if your wrist starts hurting then stop, and don’t even think about doing any floor choreo

the atmosphere between you and rocky change after that

he becomes pretty concerned about your recovery–and maybe it’s bc he still blames himself for the cause of it

each night before your set practice days, he always shoots you a text asking how you’re feeling and how your wrist is doing

he brings ice packs, painkillers, and extra bandages during your practices just in case you need it

and you’re actually pretty touched by his concern

about two weeks before the showcase, your wrist is back to full movement and you’re like excited to actually practice to your best ability

from now on you see each other twice a week, just to get that detail and fine-tuning perfected

rocky’s still a bit hesitant to have you go full out but you reassure him that you’re fine

you both try the pas de deux again the day you take your bandage off

and you can see that he’s nervous to try it

you: rocky, i’m fully healed now. we haven’t practiced this move since the first time and we need it in our routine

rocky: but...y/n, what if I drop you again??

you: you won’t...i trust you

and you really did, that move requires a lot of trust between partners and you know? maybe it didn’t work out the first time because of the lack of trust between you two

and so you go through the full routine and rocky was holding his breath when that part of the choreography came up but you both successfully did it!! and it was a beautiful move

he was so excited at the end of the run through that he hugged you

and you were smiling too bc this was the first time you did a full run through without any stops in between

you both don’t even notice that all the hostility is gone??

and the tension suddenly changed from hatred to...dare I say it...sexual

oo baby the day of the showcase you two were hella nervous

but c’mon you and rocky were the best of the best so ofc you absolutely killed the performance

your energies literally merged as soon as the music started

every move was flawless

and you both had to face each other during your ending pose and you were just like looking at him like ??? wtf ??? did you maybe wanna kiss him??

and you know the look that rocky has in his eyes when he’s dancing

imagine that literally piercing into your soul

you got the shivers waiting for the lights to dim

you both received a standing ovation after your duet obviously

astro watching it bc they always support rocky: they’re gonna fuck 100%

fast forward to the next term bc you both didn’t really have a reason to contact each other during summer break now that the showcase was done

you and rocky had two classes together, dance research and advanced modern technique

it was then that you started to see his actual personality and how goofy of a person he was

you still had a rivalry of course, but now it was healthy

instead of trying to bring each other down, you both started motivating each other to do better

and yes you’ve always been impressed with how good of a dancer rocky was (and vice versa), but now whenever you saw him practice you start to feel a little bit of stir in your stomach and shit are you blushing??

and then you two get paired up again for your midterm evaluation

your teacher: i saw the chemistry you had for the showcase last term, i think you two would work well together for this project

and god is your teacher trying to murder you??? the theme of this midterm was “couple dance” to encourage collaboration or whatever

you were just thankful that the song choice she gave you was more upbeat and not sensual bc you know for a fact that you would not survive doing a sexy dance routine with rocky

but that didn’t stop the way your skin felt like it was on fire whenever he touched you for partner-dependent moves

this time around, you did the choreography process together and it was actually pretty fun??

you and him would bounce back ideas and joke around whenever something looked stupid

you and rocky did this by the way for reference

and then there was one late night when you two were practicing

it was around 2 am, no one else was in the music building and you both didn’t have class the next day so you two were just like fuck it let’s just practice until campus security kicks us out or whatever

you both were literally dancing for four hours, not just this new routine but old ones and freestyles as well

and then you were doing your new routine and during the part where he had to twirl and dip you, you both fall again

but no one got injured this time luckily

and you both just burst out laughing, maybe you were a little delirious at this point in the night

you: i can’t believe you dropped me again

rocky’s laughing and you both just look at each other, and he’s hovering above you right???

and your heart is beating so loudly in your chest you’re positive he can hear it

and you’re thankful that your face was already hot from dancing so that he couldn’t tell that you were in fact blushing

rocky’s like looking at you for a good minute or so and he’s just like thinking in his head: have you always been this cute?

and maybe it’s bc you guys have been getting along so well lately and the vibes are??? immaculate

but the atmosphere suddenly gets super thick and he !! just !! leans down !! and !! kisses !! you !!

and phew baby you bet that you immediately respond to it

you’re literally making out on the floor for like five minutes

and mind you, five minutes is a long time

until rocky’s phone rings loudly through the speaker and you both suddenly separate

he scurries to his phone and you sit up trying to compose yourself

jinjin: park minhyuk where are you?! it’s 3 am!!

you literally hear jinjin scolding rocky through the phone and you laugh a little bc it’s so cute how he’s getting nagged right now

rocky: hyung...im practicing...

jinjin: do i need to drag you out of there?! i’ll literally call bin to carry your ass to our apartment! how long have you been practicing huh?? have you eaten dinner at all??

rocky: okay okay I’ll come back home

he turns to you after ending the call and he’s so !! shy !!

rocky: I guess that’s the end of our practice haha...do you want me to walk you back to your place?? it’s pretty late out

you: yeah that’d be nice...hm you sure your hyung’s not gonna call a search party for you??

you’re teasing him and he just pouts

rocky: i’ll be fine

rocky walks you back to your apartment and it’s a little?? awkward??

but before you bid him goodbye he’s like: uh...the kiss earlier...sorry if I surprised you

your cheeks are hot again: it’s um...it’s okay, I didn’t mind it...it was actually pretty nice...I guess...

and rocky’s heart skips a beat and now he’s blushing: yeah...it was...i’ll see you in class then??

you: yeah, i’ll see you. text me when you get home okay?

he nods and waits until you’re safely inside and then he just starts grumbling to himself

rocky: i’ll see you in class?? could i say anything more stupid???

rocky’s adorable okay

him texting you when he gets back: im home :)

you: that’s good! good night rocky :)

he goes to the guys the day after like: i have a predicament !! me and y/n kissed !!

jinjin: that’s why you were late last night??

eunwoo: you dirty dog, doing it in the dance studio??

rocky: we didn’t do anything else hyung !!

bin: so did you ask them out??

rocky: no...i said...i’ll see you in class

myungjun: i’ll see you in class?!?! are you an idiot??

sanha: hyung even I’d ask y/n out after that

rocky: i know !! im dumb okay!! help me

sanha: you’re a lost case sorry

jinjin: why don’t you start with, hey y/n do you wanna get some food with me??

rocky: AHHHH

yes he does want to ask you out, yes he does want to kiss you again more than he’d like to admit, but he’s shy

you’re not faring any better, you and roommate were literally talking about it all weekend

the next time you see rocky (in class), you two are awkward as fuck

you both keep stealing glances at each other and then if one of you get caught, you both immediately look away

those 50 minutes of class could not go by any slower

and you were so ready to book it after the professor dismissed you but then you hear rocky call your name

rocky: hey y/n, are you free right now?

you: uh yeah! why what’s up

rocky: do you...um...wanna get some coffee with me?? or food or something??

you: do you mean like just to hang out or...uh like a date?

rocky: a date...if you want it to be

and cue the blushies again

you and rocky end up going to this cute cafe and get smoothies bc neither of you were feeling caffeine at the moment

and the whole time you two are just ??? so cute and shy and awkward with each other ???

which is such a contrast from how you two would dance together

rocky’s so sweet, really the cutest boy

gives you so many butterflies

the two of you end up going on little cafe dates before practice

and you’re all cute and wholesome

and then he turns all passionate and dominant when you start dancing

like wow alright rocky giving you whiplash or whatever

when you show the routine for your midterm, the teacher and other students give you both high praises

and he’s all giddy after class and he goes up to you: i think its safe to say that we have really good chemistry when we work together, don’t you think?

you’re smiling hehe but you wanna mess with him a little: hmm i think we’re alright, but who knows, i might mesh well with someone else

and then he’s all frowny, a little jealous: what do you mean someone else? do you make out with someone who just has alright chemistry with you??

your eyes go wide and you put your hand over his mouth: im kidding!!

rocky just smirks at your embarrassed reaction and he like tickles your sides

and then he just grabs your hand like: don’t find another dance partner y/n, just be mine

how could you say no to that??? especially when rocky’s just looking all handsome and charming and shit??? exactly. you can’t and why would you ever say no in the first place??

you and rocky dating?? biiiig news in the dance department

and even outside of it

bc lowkey rocky had a bit of a fanclub bc of how good he is at dancing, are we shocked? no

the boys are so happy for him !!

you meet his friends literally the day the two of you start dating

and you’re a bit nervous meeting them bc ofc you want them to like you, they’re his friends

but they’re so sweet...and headass

when rocky brings you to their dinner, the five of them literally start applauding at your entrance

you were so confused and rocky’s just out here with second hand embarrassment

he’s the cutest boyfriend

shy with pda in public (unless you’re dancing), most he’ll do is hold your hand

but in private he’s very clingy

loves backhugging you

he also tickles you when he wants to be a little shit

which is 50% of the time

very playful bf, will tease you at least once every day

if you two are just practicing dancing, he’ll make any sort of excuse to hold you or kiss you

asddfadsjf he’s so cute

gets very soft at night especially when you two are worn out from practice

just wants to go back to your (or his) apartment and cuddle and sleep

imagine just you two cuddling in bed after hours of dancing and he’s just spooning you and he mumbles tiredly into your shoulder: you’re amazing y/n...you’re one of the best dancers i’ve ever seen

and before, his pride would have never allowed him to say that, but now it can

not really one for pet names in my opinion, but he does call you “my y/n”

after you two start dating, you begin to call him by his real name, minhyuk

or you say hyukie

he lowkey loves it when you call him that, it’s so endearing

the guys teasing him, cooing at rocky all gross like : heyyy hyukkie

then rocky just like crosses his arms: only y/n can call me hyukie

he didn’t realize he loves couple dances so much until you and him are dating

well he only loves it because you’re his partner ofc

alright hear me out !! slow dancing with rocky

slow !! dancing !! with !! rocky !!

he dims the lights in the dance studio until it’s just a single spotlight and some slow romantic music comes on and he just grabs you by the hand and twirls you once before pulling you close and you’re just swaying side to side

and then he presses your foreheads together and he’s just looking into your eyes and gives you the softest smile

!!! im freaking out!! i want this so bad !!

that’s how the first i love you comes out

surprise, you say it first

okay but like in the moment, the atmosphere is literally so perfect, and you can just see how much he treasures you and you always feel butterflies whenever he does this, but there was just something that night that made you say it

like your chest was constricting so hard and you were thinking to yourself, i love this man

and so you just said it

and omg the smile on rocky’s face just widens and he kisses you so sweetly before he says it back

loves kissing you, your lips are like a drug to him

can literally make out with you for hours

has pushed you against the walls of the practice room just for a little make out session

ahhh here we go ladies and gents

sex !! with !! rocky !!

first and foremost, dance studio sex??? yes

especially if it’s just you two late night practicing like the first time you kissed?

mirror kink? maybe so

and bc y’all are ~flexible~, you bet he likes bending your back like a pretzel

he’s a very passionate lover, your pleasure is his #1 priority

loves foreplay just as much as the main event

but oof his hips?? grrrrr bark bark ram me over with a truck

his stroke game is so good

literally knows how to fuck you in all the right places

and his stamina??? god tier, can go at it for hours on end

into edging and overstimulation, oof you bet you’re cumming at least twice during every session

i cannot stress this enough!! thigh riding

you know he has thighs of steel

will make you cum just from riding his thigh

most of the time you guys start off slow and sweet, and then just boom it turns it hard sex

will definitely get turned on from doing a sexy dance routine

the amount of times he’s wanted to just fuck you in the middle of class bc you turned him on?? but ofc he has public decency he won’t do that

he knows you get turned on from his fingers oops

anal or vaginal fingering?? he’s all for it baby

he’s loud during sex, all the grunting, huffing, growling, oo im getting chills

not afraid to tell you how good you’re making him feel

not really into spanking, but he grips a lot, like his fingernails have definitely left some deep imprints in your hips or your ass

hair pulling?? yes, both sides receiving

okay but if you call him rocky during sex? big turn on

i can’t explain why, it just is

favorite position?? cowgirl

he loves when you’re on top of him

yes he likes seeing you try to fuck yourself on him

and then when he can’t take it anymore and just grabs your hips and thrusts up into you until your body literally collapses on him

he always tries to make you cum first but oops sometimes baby just busts a nut

yes you will probably tease him about it and then he’ll just shut you up by kissing you

on another note, no way to turn rocky on faster than sucking on his bottom lip when you’re kissing

will cuddle you after cumming, like he doesn’t care if either of you are sweaty or messy, he’s hugging you for at least five minutes

honestly becomes a baby after sex so it’s more like you’re giving him after care sksksk

the switch he makes from being a sex fiend to a clingy cuddly boy? whiplash

like you need to go to the bathroom to pee or something and he’s like: but...i wanna hug u

i would risk it all for rocky yes

anyway after graduating, rocky becomes a choreographer for this really famous dance studio and get recruited to join a highly-competitive dance troupe

you both do long distance for a little bit bc obviously he’s back home but you have to travel with your group for competitions, sometimes even internationally

and so that caused some strain in your relationship bc distance sucks, but you would always make sure to call him every night before going to bed and despite any time zone difference, he would always answer

your biggest supporter !! literally flew out to surprise you during a big dance competition in london or whatever and you cried happy tears bc was he really there right now??

that’s when you knew that he was the one :’)

you spent the night w him in his hotel room and after a good couple rounds of reunion sex, you were like trying to test the waters a little bit: i missed you hyukie

rocky: i missed you too, but now that you’re here with me, nothing else matters

you: what do you really think about this long distance thing??

rocky: it sucks...but i know it made us stronger. i feel like we can get through anything now

you: yeah, i agree

rocky getting paranoid: omg why? are you thinking of living abroad?? y/n, do i need to start looking at dance studios out here??

you have to hold in your laughter bc he’s so cute: why? would you move out of the county for me if i wanted to??

rocky: i mean...if you’re thinking of leaving for good...then yeah.

he gets so shy and quiet and you’re just !! wow you love him !! he’s yours !!

you kiss him shortly and you smile: no, i’m not gonna live abroad. I miss being home and I miss seeing you all the time. I told you before, I’m thinking of leaving the troupe in two months and then gonna find a job back home for good.

he lets out a sigh of relief: you scared me a little

you just laugh: I only wanted to confirm something and hmm I was right

rocky: what did you wanna confirm??

you being a confident baddie: that I wanna be with you for the rest of my life

rocky feeling his heart implode: you mean it??

you scoffing: why would I be lying about this?

he just laughs and kisses you: I wanna be with you too...I’ve been thinking it since the last time you visited. How much I love you and how much I hated seeing you leave for who knows how long, but I didn’t wanna say anything bc you’re still living your life and I didn’t want a promise like this to influence you to come back if you didn’t want to yet.

two months later you’re back for good and move in with rocky

you end up becoming a choreographer at his dance studio too

you and rocky: the couple™

and you live happily ever after

somewhere down the line...

sanha: hey remember when you two hated each other?

eunwoo: remember when you injured y/n??

bin: remember when you freaked out to us about your first kiss together

myungjun: and you said i’LL sEe yOu iN cLaSs

jinjin: those were fun times, right hyukie?

rocky: i hate you all

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amazingmaeve · 3 years

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closure ─ r. weasley

─ “i got your letter and i don’t need the closure ron im happy.”

summary ─ y/n and ron broke up after the battle of hogwarts and years later y/n gets a letter from ron saying something about closure.

warnings ─ a teeny bit of fluff, angst, break ups

a/n ─ somewhat based on closure by taylor swift.

word count ─ 2.3k

tags ─ @chokemepansy @amourtentiaa @inglourious-imagines

“I love you so much,” Y/N whispered, walking up next to him and putting her hand into his. She had a glass of wine in her hands as she stood next to the love of her life. Ron Weasley.

He sneaked his way into her heart in the beginning of their second year. They became friends and she soon became friends with Harry and Hermione. But Ron always had a special play in Y/N’s heart. In the middle of their 3rd year she began to have feelings for the red head.

But when the Yule Ball came around in their fourth year Ron didn’t asks her which made her disappointed a little bit but she soon got over it when he asked her out at the end of the year. Then fifth and sixth year came along and everything was fine. Her and Ron were happy.

At the end of their sixth year when Ron and Hermione offered to go with Harry to find Horcruxes Y/N did so as well. But Ron stepped in and explained to her it would be dangerous for her to go which made her slightly angry at the boy and he explained he didn’t want her to die because of him. Y/N hesitantly agreed.

She loved him so much. His charm, his smile, the way he could make her laugh in any situation. She fell so madly in love with him and she expected it to be the same way for him as well.

Y/N saw that Ron was looking at Hermione dancing with Krum which made her confused why he was looking at the two dancing. She shook the thoughts out of her head not wanting to make something out of nothing. She then started to think about something else.

She had gotten a flat for the two of them and was going to move in after they defeated Voldemort and she couldn’t wait to start the next part of her life with the man. She just hoped that he would like this gift that she got for the both of them.

“I love you to darling,” Ron smiled happily down at Y/N who returned the action. He squeezed her hand in a sort of reassurance. She didn’t know why she would need to be reassured by his love but the thoughts left her mind as his lips touched hers. She put one of her hands on his neck and began to kiss him back.

“Promise that when everything is over we’ll be happy,” Y/N asked her hand on his shoulder and their faces still inches apart.

“Promise,” Ron replied almost nervously she caught it but then a crash came and Y/N looked around to see what happened. She saw several death eaters enter the wedding. Y/N looked back to see where Ron went but was surprised to see he had disappeared.

“Ron,” Y/N in worry as she ran around the place looking for him. When she didn’t find him she ran her fingers through her hair and harshly tugged on it through frustration.

Then she saw him with Harry and Hermione.

Before she could do anything they disappeared from the dance floor leaving the death eaters and everyone else confused where they went.

“Y/N,” Ginny yelled, getting the girl's attention.

“Ginny,” She gasped in relief as seeing her best friend. She wrapped her arms around Ginny, this had been one of the worst years of her life and she couldn’t do anything about it.

She just hoped Ron would be okay.

Over her 7th year everything was tough with Snape being headmaster. She was lucky to have friends as good as Luna, Ginny and Neville.

She wouldn’t have gotten through this without them.

Most of her nights she spent with thoughts of Ron. If he was okay, or if he was hurt. Would he make it back okay? When she fell asleep she dreamed of the day where Ron and her would finally be together but then again it was just a dream.

One time when she got detention she was sent to the forbidden forest with Ginny and some other students. Luckily it was as bad as it could’ve been.

And before she knew it, they were back. Ron Harry and Hermione.

Once she saw Ron she relaxed, he was here and he was okay. Everything was fine in this moment as she ran up to him and hugged him.

Everyone else was talking about a plan.

“Whoa,” Ron gasped as he put his hands on her hips and pulled her back which made her look at him confused.

“What’s wrong,” Y/N asked looking up in his beautiful eyes.

Before they could say anything Hermione came up to the both of them.

“Come on Ron Harry needs us,” Hermione says looking Ron in the eyes. He nodded, kissing Y/N on the forehead, running off with Hermione.

She wrapped her arms around herself feeling very insecure. Y/N always thought Ron had a crush on Hermione but when they started dating she forgot all about them.

No Hermione would never do that to her.

Before any other thoughts came to her Ginny came up to her pulling her along with another group.

Then the battle began.

Death Eaters entered the castle and things went back. The place was in rubble and people were dying left and right. And worst of all Y/N saw her parents die right in front of her.

She couldn't even react as she saw a death eater right around the corridor. She ran before he could do anything. As she found herself on one side of the wall she leaned her head back as tears flowed out.

What was she supposed to do now?

Y/N stood there for a second crying before leaving and entering the main hall, which was in ruins. Before she could react to the mess she saw the Weasley family and Freds dead body.

A gasp left Y/N’s mouth as she saw one of the twins laying there. She didn’t even see Hermione hugging Ron in comfort as she lost one of her best friends.

Fred was the one to push her into confessing her feelings towards Ron. And now he was gone just like her parents. Tears stained her cheeks as she stood against the wall not wanting to ruin the family that is already broken.

When Voldemort came saying Harry Potter was dead and Ginny tried to run to find him but someone held her back. Y/N blocked out everything. She lost so many people today she couldn’t handle it anymore.

When Harry leapt out of Hagrids arms Y/N eyes widened in shock as he fired a spell. He eventually ran off with Voldemort straight on his tail.

Y/N participated in helping with the death eaters. It was hard. Y/N was all cut up and bruised and when everything was done she leaned against the wall and sighed as she relaxed.

Then she thought about how her parents were now gone.

Tears came out as she closed her eyes. She bit her lip to stop herself from sobbing so hard. Everything changed when Ron came into view.

Y/N leapt off the ground to Ron and wrapped her arms around his neck crying into his neck. Then some words came out of his mouth that she never suspected.

“Hermione and I kissed,” Ron blurted out making Y/N stop crying as she removed herself from Ron’s neck.

“What,” Y/N whispered, shock all over her body. She wrapped her arms around her body to stop the shiver. Maybe she heard him wrong. A tear came trailing down her cheek.

“I’m sorry I don’t think we should be together anymore,” Ron says softly. He didn’t mean for this to happen but he fell for Hermione.

Y/N nodded biting the inside of her cheek.

“I see,” Y/N nodded. Tears fell from her eyes and onto the ground as she looked into his eyes. “You never loved me,” She says harshly as her voice was raw from crying.

“I did I swear I just-,” Ron says, defending himself. But she interrupted.

“I just wasn’t good as Hermione,” Y/N’s voice cracked as she spoke. Before he could say anything Hermione came into view standing next to Ron, making her look at the both of them. “I hope you guys have a happy life together,” She whispers and walks away before any of them could say anything.

After the war Y/N inherited everything from her parents since she was an only child. She moved into that flat where she was going to share with Ron but now it’s just her.

Sometimes the silence is so loud. As she stares at the ceiling while she’s in her bed she thinks about Ron. She understands why he didn’t choose her.

Hermione was the embodiment of perfect. She was smart, funny and pretty, which Y/N had none of those qualities in her mind at least. Even though she understood why he didn’t choose it, it doesn’t stop herself don’t crying at night. Ron was the love of her life and she wanted to do everything with him.

Now it was all gone.

She took over a shop that her parents had. It selled books and ingredients for potions. It helped keep Y/N from her thoughts about Ron.

Usually it took so much for Y/N to get out of bed. She didn’t want to get up, she just wanted the pain to feel better. She stopped talking to the Weasleys not wanting to see Ron or Hermione. She had no one.

A year after the same old routine she was surprised to see Ginny sitting in her flat.

“Ginny,” Y/N says surprised. Ginny looked at her and raised one of her brows and stood up. “What are you doing here,” She asks, avoiding eye contact with the red head.

“I haven’t seen you in a year. I was worried that something happened to you,” Ginny says frustration running through her veins.

“I’m fine as you can see,” Y/N says, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Obviously not this place doesn’t look like it has been cleaned in years,” Ginny says in disgust looking around the living room.

“I’ve been busy,” Y/N says lying. Truthfully she’s been in her bed feeling depressed.

“I know what happened between you and Ron but you shouldn’t hurt yourself over this,” Ginny says walking over her.

“I’m not, I'm over it,” Y/N says, her voice shaking, betraying what she’s saying. She wraps her arms around herself looking at the ground not wanting to face the truth.

“Y/N please you need to get help,” Ginny begged, putting her hands on her arms and giving them a squeeze.

“I loved him so much,” Y/N whimpers, tears trailing down her eyes. Ginny wraps her arms around the girl as Y/N rests her head on her shoulder crying her heart out.

For the 6 months Ginny has been by her sides as she goes to see a therapist to talk about everything.

And 3 months later Y/N can feel herself start to change. She starts to feel happy again. When she sees Ginny they joke and have a good time and Y/N starts to smile more. Her shoulders don’t slump anymore. She has jolt in her step as she walks to her job everyday.

Then Ginny invited Y/N to her wedding which she hesitated because of Ron. But then she thought why would she miss her best friend's wedding just for some boy.

Not only an invention but to be the matron of honor which she accepted hugging the girl in excitement. She helped Ginny with all of the planning and casually saw Harry around when she was at their flat.

A few days before the wedding she got a letter from the one and only Ron Weasley.

Dear Y/N,

I think it would be good to meet and talk to get some closure.

Sincerely

Ron Weasley

Y/N clenched her jaw as she squeezed her fist together in anger. She crumpled up the letter and threw it in the fireplace watching it burn. Tears stung her eyes as she watched the flames flare a bit.

Of course when she started to feel fine he had to step into her life again.

Y/N took a deep breath before standing up and dumping the wine into the sink before watching some tv. But all the thoughts kept circling her brain. Why would he want to talk to her right before Ginny's wedding?

She felt her eyes fall before she fell asleep on the couch.

Then the wedding came around and Y/N started to feel more and more nervous. She hoped she didn’t see Ron nor Hermione.

But she would have too because Ron was the best man.

He gave her a tight smile and she grabbed his hand as they walked down the aisle to where Harry was standing. Then Ginny came down making Y/N looked at her in awe. Ginny looks so beautiful.

After they sealed the marriage with a kiss everyone clapped and yelled in excitement.

After greeting every Weasley and hugging them and talking for a moment since they haven’t seen each other in a while, she sat down with a sigh. This was a good long day. She was so happy for Harry and Ginny.

“Y/N,” Someone said and she looked behind her to see Ron standing there awkwardly rubbing his neck.

“What do you need Ronald,” Y/N asked, sighing out of frustration.

“I was wondering if you got-,” Ron began to say but was interrupted.

“I got your letter and I don’t need the closure Ron I’m happy,” Y/N explained harshly. Ron nodded. “But I hope you got yours,” She says softly, giving his hand a squeeze before walking away from the boy.

She honestly hoped that Ron and Hermione had a happy life.

#ron weasley one shot #ron weasley imagine #ron weasley blurb #ron weasley headcanon #ron weasley x oc #ron weasley smut #ron weasley x reader #ron weasley #ron weasley x hermione granger #harry potter x reader #harry potter imagine #harry potter smut #harry potter

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📓 !!

Okay im so excited please know I think about How The Light Gets In's world every day still, and so anyways here is a side story I want to write but there's a lot of set up regarding the reader and eef becoming friends again. For context, they were incredibly close around 2014-2017, but people were getting creepy and invasive and demanding about their friendship (think 2012 toxic side of the Phandom, if that makes sense), and a lot of the reader's relationships were strained at that time because while they had been successful before, they were absolutely blowing up after their first album released and they became far more mainstream. They felt like they were bothering the people they had become closest to, both because they're worried that they're a bother, and because gossip rags and paps would harrass their friends looking for a scoop, and so they ended up just completely cutting off contact without warning one day right before they went on their first tour. the start of HTLGI is about 3 years since they'd been in proper contact with any of the creators they were close to at that time.

DON'T LOOK AT ME on their 2017 ep Hyperfocus was a more general song in response to everything that had been happening in their life around that time, with a focus on how they stop associating with anyone for a while, without outright addressing it, but on their latest album n o s t a l g i a, read at 5am ft. Troye was specifically written at the start of quarantine, when the reader was getting back into YouTube, about their feelings regarding how their friendship with ethan ended, as they spent a lot of this time looking back of their YouTube career, and he was the person they were closest to for a very long time, before they iced everyone out.

OKAY SO THERES MORE OF THE BACKGROUND OF THE WHOLE FIC AND THE READER BUT

Werewolf Ethan & Mark. I'm sorry I don't make the rules. They have golden retriever energy you cannot change my mind. But also because this is the HTLGI you know that supernatural characteristics are able to be activated rather than just triggered by the full moon. What I'm trying to say is since this is set in the year of Unus Annus, they film a video together that's like, you know that show where a person has to try and outwit a professional tracker? Except its the reader being tracked by two werewolves at night in a national park. Reader is wearing some sort of night vision camera on themselves so whenever it cuts to them the audience can't actually see how they're using their powers, if that makes sense.

Also the reader agreed to this knowing it would probably be when they ended up telling Mark and Ethan about them being a demon.

Video is titled Hunting Down An Old Friend

A few Moments that the boys edit out:

The reader using their stupidly sharp prehensile tail to swing from tree branches, though they leave in shots where the reader's tail can't be seen.

Knowing that with the werewolves having advanced hearing, the reader would give themselves away by talking to the camera, they take a few minutes having flown up to a high tree branch, to pull out a notebook and do a little sketch of how Mark and Ethan appear in their Demon True Sight, and holding it up to their camera.

Werewolves being one of the animals who can kind of sense demons without being able to identify them, essentially like dogs can sense natural disasters and are often good judges of character, this can be heightened on command for werewolves. There's about 15 minutes of footage cut out of the boys discussing or mentioning how this place has awful vibes and that they should have done this during the day. It gets worse as they get closer to the reader, who didn't realise that the boys hadn't thought to ever use that particular power around them before.

("I say this with so much love and appreciation for you, dude," Ethan yells, looking up at you from the base of the tree they'd finally found you in, "but I- this is making me anxious I feel like something terrible's gonna happen, and we should probably get out of here and film the rest of the video back at Mark's." And behind him, Mark's nodding, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, eyes scanning the trees for whatever was most likely the cause of this terrible impending doom.

Oh. It's you. And they don't know its you.

Now or never, you suppose.

"Can you cut the cameras for a second? You're going to be fine I promise," you called back, and though they obligingly did, they both seemed antsy. You cleared your throat awkwardly, "that... that terrible feeling, that's not the park or anything in it- well I mean, it is, but it's just- it's me."

and later

"Dude your wings smell like rotten eggs."

"To YOU Ethan! And no they don't!"

"If it makes you feel better they smell like burning and rotten eggs."

"It does not."

(for reference, when enhancing their sense of smell werewolves can kind of distinguish various supernatural creatures, or parts of supernatural creatures. Some creatures have an inherent scent, but some, like angels and demons, only have distinct scents when they've activated certain attributesor abilities; demon wings smell like fire and brimstone, which unfortunately means burning and rotten eggs. I like to think angels wings are like the love potion in Harry Potter that smells like the things you love the most. Mark and Ethan usually don't enhance it around each other because they smell like wet dog to the other)

This gets about 2k notes on tumblr. The reader likes it:

Ethan finally finding Y/N at the end of Hunting Down An Old Friend (2020) Colourised.

Other things to note regarding all this:

It takes a while to rebuild their friendship to the point where they're comfortable enough to be on camera together (eef and reader specifically).

However, the Unus Annus video is the first thing they properly do together, and the reader, in an effort to connect more and make up for the past, will join in multiplayer gaming streams if asked.

Impromptu duet in proximity Among Us of Young Volcanoes by Fall Out Boy, which has their respective chats and fandoms losing their minds, except it stops abruptly after the first chorus as they both remember the opening lines of the second verse (make it easy, say I never mattered -- those lyrics hit a little too close to home)

But also the reader convinces him to join him for a proper cover in like, February of 2021, and it's something deeply sappy (I'm thinking Bon Iver by mxmtoon because I think its sweet and fits them well)

Also Ethan being reminded that the reader is kind of a much bigger deal than when they'd been friends before.

designed to hurt (touch me) from their ep Working On It is nominated for a Grammy for Track of the Year, and n o s t a l g i a wins Best Pop Album (because it's my fic and I said so)

FIRST OF ALL designed to hurt (touch me) is a beautifully produced song about Corpse (which people do not know) and the title itself is literally making fun of something he said IMAGINE his reaction to it being Grammy Nominated 😂😂😂 God he'd be proud but lowkey fuming, meanwhile the moment the nominations are announced the reader tweets:

me: here is an album where I processed my entire world view including heartfelt explorations of the trauma of existing and oversharing in the public eye from a young age without the traditional barrier between audience and entertainer

the grammys: that's cute BUT you know the song you wrote to bully your boyfriend and also be horny on main for him before you guys were even dating? THAT deserves its own recognition.

meanwhile Ethan's like..... this is the same person who I filmed a video with playing cards against humanity, and you laughed so hard you almost threw up. I am very proud but deeply confused.

The Hot Meme of Late April 2021 is "2 time Grammy Award Winning Artist Y/N" with a gif, still, or quote from the reader where they're just being an absolute chaos gremlin.

Of course we have "If I bleached my asshole for charity I'd do it tastefully."

2 Time Grammy Award Winning Artist Y/N speaking to their actual boyfriend in the year of our lord 2020: You are being executed for Clown Crimes.

ethan posts a short video to twitter simply of his screen where he's renaming a folder from "Never Before Seen Images of Grammy Award Winning Artist Y/N" simply changing it to 2 time Artist. The reader responds specifically to his tweet with a video of themselves asking Google how to hard reset someone else's computer.

So many screenshots from old videos surface that week.

I miss this world. Sorry this is rambly!!

#shut ur pretty mouth #how the light gets in #corpse husband x reader #your local homosexual with no chill #htlgi

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virtual-luvr · 4 years

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Gala

☇Pairing: Jumin Han x Reader

☇Pronouns: male; he/him

☇Warning: none that i can think of <3

☇Description: Jumin wasn't planning on getting this emotional, especially at a gala.

☇Note: part two of couch nap for @luckymunchkin ! I got a lil emotional while writing that ending though-

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Poor Jaehee, she had to see all of your guy's advances towards each other

Like right now too.

Jaehee currently stood in front of her boss and best friend, said best friend leaning on heR bosses desk and sending flirty remarks.

'OKAY WE GET IT YOUR G A Y AND IN LOVE', that's what she wished she could scream out right now.

But, alas, if she did she would get embarrassed by all her coworkers AND she knows you would just say

"Is someone jealous~"

And she is not about to deal with her bullshit.

Jumin sits there leaning out of his chair while conversation with you looking like he about to fall off it. Especially when you grazed your hand against his cheek to swipe a strand of his hair behind his ear.

You guys just wouldn't stop flIRTING.

Jaehee grunts as she holds on as tight as possible to the documents in her hands. Quite frustrated with the fact her boss stole her best friends attention from her and also now she has to deal with you flirting every two seconds.

You were still flabbergasted by his actions so you basically heard not even half of what he just said.

At this point people thought you worked for Jumin, i mean, you did spend a lot of time at his office now a days-

You and Jumin hurridly try to collect yourselves as you hear Jaehee give out a small coff.

"Jaehee yes, what is it you need?" Jumin says

You play and fidget with the things on Jumin desk as Jumin and Jaehee talk. Jumin tries his best not to get distracted by it but your excessive pen clicking was hurting his ears.

As Jaehee backs away to her desk Jumin lets out a grunt and puts his hand on top of yours.

"Stop that"

"Heyyy, i can't help it"

"Ill buy you something to fidget with just not my pen"

He always tried to buy you stuff, and even thought you knew he was rich RICH, you still didn't want to annoy him or something.

As you open your mouth to decline him he shushes you up, putting a finger to your lips and standing up from his chair he gives you a small glare

"Shush, also I need you for something"

"Hm?" You hum out and as you look up at him you're surprised with his face close to yours and his hands trapping you on the desk.

If i could accurately describe your thoughts right now im pretty sure it would be something along the lines of "&*$'.×$:_×€:(*€:*_:$*€:,*_€**€#,_*"

His stare is intense as he talks, "My father wants me to bring someone to a gala he's prepared. I don't have anyone, but im sure you might like the idea of a good evening or something"

He stands back from you, slightly adjusting his nicely done cuffs and waits for your answer.

You were not expecting that.

Giving out a small, "sure", and running off your face as hot as the sun and your breath shaky. In the small portion of time you had been obviously flirting he had NEVER done something like that.

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As you pick out your clothes Jaehee is screaming through the phone.

"(Y/N)...we are talking about a HAN gala, there is no way i can calm down. This has to be as perfect as can be"

"JAEHEE CALM DOWN" you yell out as you hurriedly put on your clothes.

"Ill tell Jumin to go easier on you okay, you've been working really hard. Take a break, everything is perfect already anyways Jaehee"

Her words elicit an ugly laugh out of you, never in a million years would you believe that, there's no way.

You hear Jaehee heavily sigh through the phone, "thank you..i know he'll listen to you. You have him wrapped around your finger, you know that right?"

"Its the truth!!"

"Whatever Jaehee, ill see you there" you lightly shake your head and hang up, doing any last details and shaking off any dust that might be on your clothes.

When you get there you're met with the beautiful sight of fairy lights and different colors.

As you walk out you meet Jumins eyes and he softly smiles at you. He usually doesn't do that but he's been doing it much more lately.

Giving your hand a kiss he pats the seat beside him, your blush does not go unnoticed and he lets out a light chuckle.

You grumble as he tells the driver to start the car, after a while you get more comfortable and you make conversation as you get to the gala.

Opening the door you're met with flashes and blinding light. You try to cover your eyes but you flinch as Jumins hand comes into contact with your back.

He ignores everyone around him except the corporates who gave out a wave and nice greetings, leading you to a less crowded area he tells you he has something important to do and now you sit there waiting for him to calm back.

He doesn't give out any reaction, he just slowly walks you through the crowd of people and leave you to the grand entrance.

Zen excitedly picks you up, your feet hover over the ground as you try to hug him as best as possible.

Damn you Jumin, im not good at this stuff.

Hearing an oh so familiar laugh you look all around you, trying to find the culprit as soon as possible.

As you walk around a corner you see familiar head of hair.

There he was!

Giving a light tap to his shoulder you smirk when Zen gives you a bright eyed smile

"Miss me?"

No matter what, damn this man is strong-

"He's here!"

All of you were having a good time until Jaehees breath hitches and she hurriedly gives you the champagne bottle she had in her hands just moments ago.

As you look beyond Zens shoulder you see Jaehee.

"Oh im so sorry, was I interrupting your conversation?" Oh god now you feel bad. You thought he was alone-

"No no, you were just the person i was looking for. We missed you"

You smile at Zen and Jaehee, giving Jaehee a quick hug and engaging in conversation. It was more of Zen flexing his acting and you and Jaehee both being amazed.

Both Jaehee and Zen turn a pale white. Zen stutters before giving you a, "peace out", and running away. Jaehee chasing him, right on his tail.

"Is everything okay-"

You were about to ask up until you felt a slight warmth behind you, looking behind your shoulder you're met with Jumins cold glare.

Damn, so that's how it is huh.

That hurt, thats hurt more then it should have. He doesn't even try to look at you in the eyes, he just keeps looking out at the scenery.

You chuckle nervously as you turn around to meet Jumins eyes

He notices your eyes piercing through him and he huffs, he turns away from you and walks through the crowd. You follow as best as you can, trying not to lose sight of him.

You reach a balcony and you see him resting on the railing, the wind made his hair flow beautifully.

But as much as you wanted to admire him, you knew you guys had to talk.

"Whats wrong?" You go and put your hand on his back like he did to you less than an hour ago but he only pushes it away

"Its fine"

"No its not, whats wro-"

"Can you leave me alone please? I don't want to talk to you or see you right now, its annoying"

It works a little but he knows he needs to go look for you now. Budging the door open he swiftly walks through the crowd once again and as he maps out the second floor of the mansion he knows you're not around here.

When Jumin hears the door to the balcony slam shut he knew he had fucked up.

He panics for a second, running his hand through his hair. Trying to calm his laboring breath and bad thoughts.

"Im sorry, i was jealous of your interactions with Zen. I know you're entitled to all your own emotions but seeing you with him makes my heart ache. I don't know what this feeling is, its so foreign. But i know i don't like seeing you so close to him, I thought we were close-" he chocked up while confessing to you, you grab onto the fabric of his vest as he cries into your shoulder

His shoes click each time he takes another step and he practically skips as many steps as he humanly can while walking down the staircase.

The gala was a big, and so was the crowd. But even so, he was able to pinpoint your head through the whole crowd and he runs after you. Not giving a single care about what everyone in the crowd thought.

He tries not to make a scene so with his long legs he goes up behind you and takes you into one of the spare bedrooms.

"Jumin let me go" you barely fight him off, you don't have any energy to. But you know he would obey what you had to say, and just as you thought he let you go.

He suddenly grabs onto you and hugs you close.

You run your hands through his hair. As much as his words hurt, you also know he would never be this emotional around others. So you know he's telling the truth

"Im sorry, please, I didn't mean that I swear. It just came out, I promise i wont do it again. Please don't leave, please-"

Well to him at least it did seem embarrassing, he was raised this way after all.

"Sh sh, i forgive you"

"You do?" He hiccups, his voice is groagy now, he hasn't cried like this in so long. It felt good but also so incredibly embarrassing to do it in front of the person he loved so much.

His hands were glued to the small of your back and his thumb rubbed soft and smooth traces against your skin.

You give his forehead a soft peck and the smile he had that evening finally came back.

He barely thought his actions through before he had you in a close embrace and his lips were against yours.

Your hands were still in his hair and a sigh slips past his lips as he presses his lips harder against yours.

You eyelashes flutter open as he pulls away, but when your eyes meet he closes the gap once again.

If you could stay like this forever you would.

You push away from just a little so you can look at his expression better, his expressions tells you everything. He truly is so, so happy in this moment.

After another passionate kiss he gives out soft pecks to your lips as you both smile, hearts content

"I've never been this happy"

And you wouldn't want it any other way. Seeing Jumin this happy made you just as happy.

You can't help but kiss him again as you see him smile and look at you with soft but loving eyes.

"Is this a good time to say I love you" you say as you chuckle

[1956 words; aug/25/2020]

#virtual luvr is typing #ahh ive barely written these daysss #so sorry its schol fault though so much wORK #anyways i love this #jumin han #mysme jumin #x male reader #x reader #male reader #jumin han x reader #jumin han x mc #jumin han x male reader #jumim hand oneshot #jumin han imagine #mystic messenger imagine #mystic messenger oneshot #mystic messenger x male reader #mystic messenger x reader #mystic messenger

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