#thank you for reaching out tho <:) I promise im not upset with this ask i just have a lot of personal emotions in this topic

[taichouu]

gen question but i think most ppl in x reader spaces are female as far as i have experienced it so that they write female reader makes sense, right? or would you prefer if fics were all just gender neutral? also if its okay to ask: is it alright for those female writers to write male readers? i just think everybody writes what caters to them so the thought 'i have to make a blog for this' doesnt seem that bizzare. isnt that how female reader content comes to be as well? i just wanna know how we can be more inclusive/ diverse bc i dont know much outside gender neutral readers

I completely agree and I've said this on a previous post before that I understand the general population of the self ship and x reader community identifies as female, and therefore are women writing with the intention to come across to other women in their audience. I personally would much prefer people write what they feel up to writing, after all their art is for THEMSELVES! Nobody should be forced to write anything they don't want to.

Keeping this in mind, and I know I have personal feelings in this, but it feels a bit hurtful and borderline disappointing to always hear the "I don't know how to write male reader" line. Writers can write male characters but suddenly can't write a male character when it's in the form of a reader?

I can GUARANTEE there are trans people in this community that write AFAB women x male character readers and have no problems doing so. I write female characters all the time and I'm a guy. I don't understand where this sudden confusion pops up? This is not directed to you personally of course, I'm not upset with anyone in particular.

I cannot and will not speak for the entire queer x reader community, but a HUGE way you can help without having to bunker down and awkwardly write queer characters youre unsure of is uplifting and defending the people who do in your community. Are you rbing only AFAB readers? Are you being vocal about different bodies in your head canon musings? Do you FOLLOW openly queer people who write on tumblr? If you feel up to it, write a male reader x canon drabble! LISTEN TO CRITICISM and work around it! Don't be discouraged, and keep making the community better for everyone involved, even if you don't "make content" for that side of things. If you do decide to write for queer people but you're not queer yourself, sexual education is SO easy in the age of the internet!! Get yourself acquainted with strap ons, grinding pads, sensory toys ETC. It's not rocket science, everybody's got a hole !

And a note for people who do write gender neutral reader characters... maybe change up your body shapes every once in a while. Not every gender neutral person is AFAB.

Just remember that you have a voice to your followers, please make sure you're making the space safe for everyone by including us guys when you're musing about topics like "would your fave do this" or things like that.

#this is such a complicated and long winded question to answer i apologize i tried to be concise #tai talks #anonymous #thank you for reaching out tho <:) I promise im not upset with this ask i just have a lot of personal emotions in this topic #but i hope this answers some of your concerns? its a very complicated situation and it just makes me extremely frustrated <:(

[wildflowerluver]

HI I LOVE YOUR WORKS AND YOURE AWESOME !!! some of my fav hotch fics ever for real <3

if you’re still looking for ideas for the aaron hurt/comfort idea you posted about i thought i'd try to supply you with inspo ! maybe reader is an anxious overthinker (couldn't be any of us hotch stans wdym) and is feeling really anxious bc they feel like they made a friend mad/upset for some reason bc the friend seemed a little off + hasn't replied to readers messages. so poor reader is just so concerned and scared they did something wrong and on top of that they're tired, stressed, and overall overwhelmed so they just CRYYY and ofc hotch comes along and does his comfort thing and reasons through it with them. and then reader's friend texts them back like hey sorry i was really busy today but yeah! we should definitely go out more, i had a ton of fun today!! bc we need closure here LOL and then reader can cuddle and fall asleep with hotch to get out any lingering anxiety and take care of that sleepiness fr

THIS IS SO LONG IM SORRY MY BRAIN WAS TRYING SO HARD TO COME UP WITH SOMETHING AND IT TRIED A LITTLE TOO HARD I THINK LMAO hopefully this sparks something for you tho ! of course feel free to do what you wish with this, change it around, whatever it may be there's always no pressure !! happy vibes for you <3

(ria!!! thank u for ur request ily <33) fem!reader, anxiety, mentions of past friendship issues, hurt/comfort vibes, 1k words

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you had a natural tendency to overthink.

every interaction, big or small, seemed to replay in your head for hours. had you said something off? did that person see something strange about you?

you were terrified to tell aaron about your struggles with anxiety and overthinking. it hadn’t gone well in the past several times and you didn’t want aaron to leave too. but, he didn’t. it never even crossed your mind.

aaron collected you in his arms, squeezing you tightly and thanking you for telling him. he asked what you needed from him.

“reassurance,” you spoke tentatively. not once had a previous partner asked how they could help. “and maybe a kiss.”

his laugh was full-body, lips upturning. “i think both of those can definitely be arranged.”

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aaron hadn’t been home a lot recently.

he was away on a case down in texas, then swarmed with meetings and paperwork, another local case, and more paperwork. the absence of him was starting to impact you severely.

just in the way you were open about your anxiety, he was open about his job and the time aspect of it. he called or texted, reassuring (like he promised), that he would be home soon or the timeframe of the case. you just couldn’t help your intrusive thoughts from creeping up. 

you tried to fill his absence in a productive way, maximizing the time you had outside of work by reaching out to some friends to hang out. your friend B and you set up a lunch date. she was a close friend and you knew being in her company would help your mood.

usually when you’re with her, time seems to go by fast and conversation flows easily. this time was the opposite. you had met for lunch downtown and expected it to be like it always was. instead, it felt so forced it was almost uncomfortable. naturally, your brain had drifted into believing it was something you had said.

you were on autopilot going home, brain reeling at lunch. you wanted aaron. he always knew what to say or do and was your number one comfort. but he wasn’t here. 

you trudged into the house, haphazardly dropping your bag. you sat in front of the fireplace, it wasn’t warm but in your mind it was. 

it was the first time in weeks you felt like you had a moment to stop. 

the tears came hot and fast.

you buried your head in your knees, arms wrapping around your legs as your body shook. everything felt wrong and you were so terrified you had hurt B.

you were exhausted. 

the back door open and closed. you hardly took notice. your head was pounding.

“honey!” aaron’s voice rang through the home. “i’m home!”

his voice only made you cry harder, though you kept your sobs muffled by the fabric of your pants. it was early, he shouldn’t be home yet. why was he home?

“honey?” he called again. “i got off early today, sent the entire team home early too. figured we all-”

he stopped dead in his tracks when he entered the living room and his eyes fell on you. “oh, honey.”

in an instant, aaron was kneeling down at your side. the second his hand touched your back, you broke. you threw your body into him, needing to feel him close. he held you while you cried, hand rubbing up your back. he didn’t shush you or help you calm down just yet. you just needed to cry.

after a few minutes aaron pulled back, hands reaching up to cup your face. he thumbed away a few stray tears that continued to roll. 

“what’s hurting you?”

you took a deep breath before explaining. it was always easy with aaron to be honest. you rambled about his absence, how you missed him, how work had been a little tough lately, lunch with B, how you feel like you said or did something that made it feel off. everything.

though aaron had sat back on the carpet, your hands remained interlocked. he squeezed them occasionally throughout your words.

he collected you in his arms when you finished. “i’m so sorry about being away. i shouldn’t be going anywhere for awhile. i’m sure B is okay. you didn’t say anything off. maybe she was just having a bad day.”

your phone dinged on the table.

aaron picked it up, features softening at the text. perfect timing.

‘hey! so sorry if i seemed a little off at lunch today - work has just been super crazy and i got an email right before about a deadline being pushed up so i was distracted. it was still so so nice to get together, we should definitely do it again sometime soon!!’

he showed you the text B just sent. his hand fell to the small of your back again, finding the patch of exposed skin and leaving his hand there. 

B’s text eased your anxiety. you didn’t do anything wrong. she was just having an off day.

“do you feel better? about B at least?”

you hummed. “a little, yeah.”

you slumped into aaron’s side. “can we go lay down for a little?”

he kissed your cheek. “absolutely.” 

aaron guided you upstairs, stopping though to put his work things away though he motioned for you to head into the bedroom to get settled.

you kept the lights in the room off before crawling into bed. physical and mental exhaustion was clouding your brain.  

aaron padded in a few seconds after you, quickly changing out of his work clothes and into soft sweatpants and a shirt. he stopped at the edge of the bed, eyes peering down at you.

“how are we doing this tonight?” he motioned toward the bed with his hand.

“can you just hold me?”

he smiled softly. “of course honey.”

aaron slid under the covers beside you. he raised one arm, an open invitation for you to curl up. you did, sliding over and tangling your legs with his. he, in turn, tucked you under his chin and brought his arms to cocoon around you.

“it’s gonna be okay, i promise.”

he sealed his words with a strong kiss to the crown of your head. 

somehow you knew it would.

#criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds angst #aaron hotchner #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner x y/n #aaron hotch fic #aaron hotchner blurb

[tinyperson00]

Even a Hashira need some affection - Akira + Toju fanfic - fluff

Toju and Akira were out training together in the training grounds of her mansion. While they were in middle of a spar Akira's crow, Kasukiwa, is spotted flying overhead. They both stop and look up as she circles them and calls out,

"Caw, Caw! Akira Sakuranbura, Toju Saito! Head North, several strong demons have been spotted terrorizing a small village! Caw, Caw!"

Akira looks up at Toju and apologizes for their training session cut short. They both go gather their belongings and get ready to head out. Akira walks up to Katsu and tells her the news

"Me and Toju are heading out on a mission, we should be back pretty soon I hope."

katsu always gets sad when Akira has to leave on a mission, and she looks very upset whenever she hears about it. Tho, this time she looks even more sad.

"How come Toju gets to come and I dont tho..." She says back in a small voice.

Akira looks at her with her soft, gentle smile and says, "I know Katsu, Im sure we will get another mission together soon."

Katsu still looks sad as Toju walks in and lets her know that they need to leave soon. Akira leans down to Katsu and decides that she will just leave her Haori here with Katsu so she doesn't feel so alone.

She takes off her Haori and lays it over Katsu's shoulders, "here.. now you wont feel so alone."

Katsu smiles up at her older sister and thanks her. Akira now goes over to Toju and they head out.

"You gave her your Haori? Are you sure you'll be alright..?" He asks her

"yea yea, I'll be fine Toju." Akira answers back to him, but he knows that she is lying.

Akira never leaves for a mission without her Haori, it was given to her on her 13th birthday by her parents. That was the year of the accident. They follows the crows to the village, running the full way. Toju runs behind Akira realizing just how fast she is compared to him. This was their first official mission together, meaning Toju will finally get to see his mentor in action. An hour and a half goes by and they come to a wisteria house to stay for the night before continuing onto the village. It was a ways away from where Akira's mansion was, so it would be necessary to stop for the night to rest before getting there.

they both greet the nice old lady with a smile as she welcomes them both in and shows them to the room. The two settle in and the old lady now goes to make some food and tea. Akira is standing off to the side just kinda staring, and Toju knows something is up with her.

"You sure leaving that Haori wasn't a problem, Akira..?" He asks with concern in his voice. Toju is very caring towards her and wants to make sure she is okay at all times.

Akira doesn't respond and just turns her head a little away from him. Toju walks over to her now and steps in front of her. Akira still refuses to look up at him and doesn't move. Toju knows how stubborn she is, so he doesn't bother trying to reason with her. Instead, he reaches his arms out and puts them around Akira to pull her into a hug. Toju rests his head down onto hers as to comfort her into a feeling of safety. Akira just limply stands there in his embrace, but she does feel a bit better with him hugging her this way. He holds her tight and closes his eyes as they just stay like this in silence. Finally, Akira returns the hug and wraps her small arms around his body. He rocks her in his arms a little bit until he can tell she is better again. After a few minutes Toju lets her go and Akira looks down embarrassed.

"Im sorry you had to do that.." she says in a small voice."

he looks down at her with a soft smile and asks what she means.

"Im a Hashira.. im your mentor, Im supposed to be the one to help and comfort you. Not the other way around.." Akira explains.

"Akira.. I promise you it's not a problem at all to me. I care about you a lot, and Hashira or not.. you still need Affection." He says with a calming smile.

"Well.. then I guess if it doesn't bother you, you are right then."

At this time the woman of the wisteria house comes back into the room with a tray of food and tea. She places it down for them, bows, and closes the door once more. The two of them enjoy their meal together and thank the woman when she returns to collect the tray. Akira now sits down on her shins on a bed and begins to take the top layer of her uniform shirt off. She now just remains with the undershirt and her skirt. To her, this is a lot more comfortable. She keeps the full thing on during training and pretty much anytime else because it seems more proper and professional, but now that she's feeling more comfortable with where she is, she feels it's alright to take it off. Toju just watches her with a slight reddening of his cheeks.

Akira looks up at him, "what?"

he is still just looking at her, then manages to say, "..nothing"

"It's more comfortable this way, and it's just us after all." Akira explains.

"yea thats true isnt it, Ill do the same then." He responds.

Toju walks over to the other bed which is about a 3 feet or so away from the one Akira is on. He sits down on his shins like Akira and removes his uniform top to just have the undershirt left on. He agrees it is more comfortable to just have one layer of clothing on. For about 5 minutes or so it is just awkward silence in the room.

Toju finally breaks the silence by saying, "do you think Katsu will be ok on her own, I mean with her switches and all?"

Akira looks over to him and replies, "she'll be fine. Her crow will call over Ushuu if something bad happens."

"Thats good then." He says, then with another thought he asks, "You know, I never hear you talk about Ushuu very much, she doesn't stay at your mansion either."

"Oh, that's because she is training under Kocho - sama to become a nurse at the butterfly mansion." Akira answers.

"ah, that's interesting then."

All of the sudden, Akira begins to open up and explain something. "After the accident with my parents, both Katsu and I were knocked out cold and rescued by a demon slayer."

Toju looks up at her and sits quietly to listen.

"When I heard my parents scream as they got killed.. my sisters and I were in the other room. I yelled for them to hide as I ran to the kitchen to grab anything I could find. Katsu hid in a crate somewhere and I never saw where Ushuu had gone to. I rushed out to try to keep the attacker away from my sisters. That was the first time I ever saw a demon."

Toju has his full attention on Akira now. Absorbing and listening to everything she is saying.

"The terror in my eyes was real in that moment. I stood by ground as the demon ran towards me. I managed to avoid several fatal attacks and cut off one of its limbs with a knife I found. Tho, my efforts weren't enough as I was struck and sent flying out of the window and left unconscious," Akira continues to explain her story as Toju was locked on her listening to everything. "The rest of the story I got from Katsu, since I was unconscious. The demon had found her hiding spot, but right as it began to up the crate, she watched the head get decapitated and its blood splattered onto her. Apparently the blood sank into her skin and caused her to fall unconscious as well. This is also what triggered her unnatural switches. By the time we were brought back to the butterfly mansion by the demon slayer, we had all assumed Ushuu dead, since she was never found."

Toju is now shocked and somewhat confused, but he looks at her to tell her to continue on.

"It wasn't until me and Katsu got sent on a mission back to our hometown to find a demon there that we found Ushuu. When we found the demon, it was sneaking up behind a young girl, Ushuu. At the time we didn't realize it was her, but after saving her we figured it out. Apparently she had crawled out of the window and hid outside of out house when the demon attacked us. When both Katsu and I were saved, Ushuu went back inside to look for us, but we were nowhere to be found. She assumes us dead, and was taken in by an orphanage in our village. When we found her she agreed to come back with us and we took her to Kocho - sama to get her to become a nurse there." Akira explained

Toju, still in shock and amazed by her backstory, just looks at her now. "Wow.. I had no idea."

"It's a lot to think about honestly." Akira answers.

Just then, the woman returns to the room and lays out two pairs of sleeping clothes. A white shirt with a long skirt that went along with it, and a black shirt with matching black bottoms. Akira thanks the woman and she shuts the door and leaves. They only have one big open room for the both of them, so they both pick a side and change with their backs turned.

before they go to get changed, Toju asks Akira, "Did you ever get any scars from your accident?"

Akira looks up at him and nods her head yes. She untucks her undershirt and raises it to reveal a huge scar from her lower right abdomen all the way up to right below her left breast. "From when I got stuck by the demon and knocked unconscious. It had large spikes on the back of its hands, and when it hit me one of them got caught and gave me this."

Toju looks down at it wide eyed and stunned. It's not a noticeable scar unlike his, but it's huge.

"It's ok tho, it doesn't hurt that much anymore." She smiles as she reassures him.

Now they both go and grab their sleepwear and go to their sides to get changed. Once finished, they went down to the beds and sat down. Akira grabbed a brush and began to brush out her hair. Toju watched her as she brushed. Akira stops for a second to look over at him and asks,

"Would you like to do it? You seem to be staring at me an awful lot today."

Toju is somewhat stunned, but he's brushed her hair before so he says yes and goes over to her bed to sit behind her. Toju begins to brush her long, soft hair. Akira sits there and begins to feel very comforted by his company and as he brushed her hair, she feels safe. A few minutes go by and Toju hands Akira the brush as he finishes. It was pretty late at this point, so they both were pretty tired. Toju was also extra exhausted from training with her today. When he gets tired, he stops being able to think through all of his emotions and thoughts as well. Suddenly, Akira feels his hands wrap around her torso. Toju is again hugging onto her, and he pulls her closer into him. He likes the way Akira feels so warm and safe against him. He moves his hands to trace her scar through he shirt. He looks away a little and his face reddens a bit. He tightens his arms around her and rests his head on hers. Akira looks back at him and sees his tired face turn a little more red. she smiles softly and says to him,

"is this your way of comforting me again?"

".. even Hashira need affection." He replies.

She gives him another warm smile and says, "well It's time to get some resr now, we still have a mission ahead of us sleepy head."

he makes a muffled yes sound as his eyes close. Akira gets him to lay down in his own bed as she goes and lays down in hers. They both go to sleep now and fall asleep instantly. When morning arrives Akira is woken up by her crow, Kasukiwa, once more. They both get up and are served breakfast from the nice old woman of the wisteria house. They both give thanks and enjoy the food. After the breakfast they change back into their uniforms and gather their weapons before heading out to thank the woman of the house.

They arrive at the village and once nightfall hits they easily locate and slay the 4 demons occupying the village. Akira took on the lower moon who had been leading the other 3, and took out one of the 3 smaller demons. Toju was able to take care of the other 2 and the both left the village successfully.

They returned to Akira's mansion by the next morning. Both were greeted by a warm hug from Katsu, and Akira got her Haori back. Toju and Akira had a newfound closeness, even more than they already did now. Once Katsu walks out to continue her training, Akira turns to Toju and begins to say,

"Thank you."

Somewhat confused now, Toju replies with, "for what..?"

She looks him in the eyes, and pulls him down to her height. Standing on her tippy toes now, she plants a kiss on his cheek and answers him gently by saying, "for making me realize that even a Hashira needs affection."

He stands back up and smiles at her, "your welcome then, Im glad I did"

-end-

I somewhat proofread as I went but uh.. Holy shit I didn't expect to write that much ;-;

just a cute fluffy Toju x Akira fanfic because my tired brain was in a fluffy mood lol

I hope you enjoyed reading this :D

nighty night now~

definitely not 11:25pm on a school night lol

#demon slayer oc #demon slayer #bored #cute #drawing #avoiding sleep #digital art #Fanfic #fluff #Akira x Toju

[stormyoceans]

vv brainrot continuation:

i’ll take you there (reminded me of the conversation between puen and talay on an ergonomic bike and talay asked to take him to their universe)

shirt with meaning. it’s especially funny how day looked at jasmine in this shirt, as well as the camera focusing on day’s eyes. ugh, art.

both puen and mork, without a twinge of conscience, love to stare at the lips of their lovers during a conversation.

mork and puen love awards (and in real life sea loves awards hehe)

ocean blue (in which no one drowns, thank you'll)

sand in hand (referring to the sand on which the puen’s name was written)

the stupid prank with the book reminded me of the stupid prank of puen in the bed scene of ep 12

showing the middle finger reminded me of bad buddy when wai gave the middle finger to pat and his gang while watching football at the bar.

phi day is like nong puen

i will never let go of your hand (where there is puen, there is talay). oaths and promises are in all the universes of puen and talay

of course the wedding (if they caught the bouquet here too, i would definitely call p'aof out)

the song the distance of one palm is as iconic as love by paradox 12a. this brainrot has nothing to do with, but with star wars, so i’m skipping it

you can play a song (and this is definitely a love by paradox the only thing missing is mork with shaving cream)

i brought your favorite drink (i brought your favorite choco pie treats to quickly move on to nomnom scene)

are you alive, monica? i'm not very. this episode was so beautiful, so tactile,i didn't know where to look. sure while i was sitting and blinking at the beauty, i missed a lot of rot. we also had 3 kisses, which is completely unusual for p'aof. i'm in a pleasant shock. thank you for shouting about vv with me this year. it's so cool to be pink not alone. this year i'm taking my leave and retiring until next year. happy new year!

PINKYBRAIN IM GONNA NEED YOU TO HOLD ME FOR THIS ONE BECAUSE THE BRAINROT REACHED UNPRECEDENTED UNPARALLELED UNMATCHED LEVELS OF INSANITY HERE LIKE MAYBE IT'S NOT EVEN THE EPISODE WITH THE MOST PARALLELS BUT I KEPT SEEING PUENTALAY IN EVERY SINGLE SCENE AS IF MORKDAY WASN'T ALREADY ENOUGH TO SEND ME TO THE PSYCH WARD

the way i immediately knew that losing the book and mork being upset were just a ruse because i've been tricked by puentalay before so i knew EXACTLY what to expect like we had puen pretending to be tun in episode 12 and to have swallowed the ring in our skyy, and always in our skyy we had talay acting mad with jigsaw to get back at puen, tup, and tou AT THIS POINT I KNOW THEIR SHENANIGANS AND THEY AIN'T GONNA FOOL ME NO MORE NO MATTER THE UNIVERSE THEY'RE INHABITING

I HATE EVERYONE INVOLVED IN THESE SHOWS

on the other hand i had completely missed the "i'll take you there" parallel, that was such a nice catch!!!!!! i do have a few ones to add, tho im pretty sure im missing some too (which is perfectly understandable of us considering what we've been going through with this episode), so here they are!!!

1) surprise cheek kisses!!!!!!

2) both puen and mork being actually very soft which clashes with the idea everyone has of them (and talay and day being the only ones who know about it)

3) beach kisses that changed the trajectory of my life forever!!!!!!!

4) i saw people on my dash already pointing this out but for the sake of our collections im still gonna add it: both puen and mork wearing suspenders

5) you pointed out "your favorite drink" paralleling "your favorite snack" which is soooooo true but i also want to call out puen and mork for their damn rewards which always contemplate kissing (WHO ARE THEY EVEN REWARDING EXACTLY TALAY AND DAY OR THEMSELVES)

also we got another proof that p'aof watched vice versa because like you said he never gave us 3 kisses in a single episode so i just know he saw the ridiculous amount of kisses in vice versa and said 'you know what. i can beat that. challenge accepted' (then he turned around to jimmysea and asked 'you guys up for it?' to which they replied 'already on it, boss'. after that jimmy, renowned unhinged method actor, proceeded to kiss sea's cheek at any given chance [p'aof: that's not. i didn't mean. WE'RE NOT EVEN FILMING YET])

#HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU TOO PINKYBRAIN!!!!!!!!!!! #thank you so much for all the brainrot we went through together #it's always so much fun and it makes me so happy!!!!!! #i hope we'll keep screaming about vice versa in 2024 too #i love you!!!!!!!!! 💜💙🩷 #last twilight the series #vice versa #morkday #puentalay #m: ask

[wzrd-wheezes]

Hey, I know having friends who dont ask how you are can be hard and frustrating, especially when they dont mirror the same level of care you give them. But I want you to know im here for you if you want to talk at all. I went through times where it was so hard to ask for help constantly, and when no one asked, i shut myself from all of them.

Theres a metaphor someone special told me once, and they said that everyone is their own little island, and that island has an ecosystem, and for it to flourish you need to work hard to take care of it, if you focus on constantly taking care of other people ecosystem and neglect ur own who will take care of yours. ♡♡♡

Try taking a break and going on walks, maybe look up cool recipes and cook something new, do some yoga in your room. I promise everything will get better, until then please reach out if you ever need to talk.♡♡♡

Love u♡♡♡

thank you <3 it’s hard because i know that my friends care and i know that they would be so upset if they knew but i just hate having to constantly be like “im not ok can i talk to you”. i just feel like i sorta can tell when somethings not right with other people idk and i think thats why i get frustrated when other people aren’t the same even tho i know its stupid.

i love the island metaphor, it’s nice to put things in different perspective. it makes a lot of sense actually. i think i probably have just been neglecting my own needs a bit recently and it’s something i need to work on.

thank you so much for messaging me. it honestly means more than you could ever imagine. love u <3

#lils rambles #asks

[ch3rry3lossom]

Hello!! I'm so sorry for being so inactive and not posting anything at all. I have been very busy lately and have had no ideas or motivation to write. But luckily I have a few ideas in mind that should keep me posting for about a few weeks! With that being said I should be posting more regularly now!

Well let's get onto the post then! (≧∇≦)b

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☆ A Sweet Angel from the Sky ☆

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✧ Characters - venti, Xiao, and scaramouche!

✧ Summary - Genshin boys and how they would react to you being there for them and comforting them!

✧ Warnings! - a bit of angst and sadness!

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♡ Venti ♡

It was a normal, peaceful day. You had just gotten back home from an errand you had to run. You wanted nothing more but to get home and be smothered by your warm husbands touch. As you entered your home you called out to your lovely bard, hoping he wasn't too busy

"Venti!! I'm home!" you called out but got no response "hmm that's weird usually he would come running down the stairs by now" you said as you headed towards the stairs that led up to your bedroom

As you finally reached your bedroom, you gently knocked on the door. "Venti my love are you in there?" as you said those words, you heard shuffling inside the room and finally heard the bards voice

"Y-Y/n? You can come in" the bard quietly said

(Hm? His voice sounds kind of hoarsed) you though as you slowly opened the door and saw the bard sitting at the end of y'alls bed looking down sniffling a bit

"Venti?" you quickly walked towards him and gently grabbed his head, making him face you

As you did you noticed his eyes have turned a bit red with his nose a dusted pink

"Venti? Have you been crying?" you asked worried

Venti tries to get out of your grasp but fails as he starts to cry more

"Hey what's wrong? Come on talk to me, I'm here for you" you say as you gently stroke his cheek

Finally after a few minutes he calms down a bit and looks towards you

"I-im sorry Y/N, I-i just remembered my old friend and I didn't know how to feel. I just.....feel like I stole his identity in a way.Sometimes I worry you only fell in love with me because of him....i know it's a selfish thing to say but I don't even know if I would've been here with you if he didn't die and continued living. I feel so bad" the bard says as he starts crying again

You quickly pull him into a hug and gently stroke his hair

"Hey don't think that. No matter what you're still you, you're still venti deep down. You're still the loving, affectionate, energetic bard I know. I fell in love for you and only you. Don't feel bad alright? It's okay to feel this way" you quietly whisper to him as you continue to gently stroke his head

After a few minutes, he pulls away, lightly sobbing

You smile as you gently wipe a tear off his cheek and give him a quick kiss

He pulls you in, gently kissing you back and softly biting your lower lip

After a few seconds kissing, you both finally pull away and gently bump your foreheads onto each other's, looking at each other's eyes

"Thank you Y/n, thank you" venti says as he lets out a deep sigh

You smile and close your eyes, relishing the deep quietness of the room "of course, anytime my love"

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♡ xiao ♡

It was another day without seeing and being with your husband, xiao. He was off again doing his duties as always. You understood of course but slowly began to miss his company and touch more and more

You didnt want to be clingy since everytime he was here you would always be besides him and giving him affection in a way

Of course he would do his part as well. Whenever he could, he would bring you a flower as a gift or write letters to you if he couldn't come home that day

You appreciated the effort, you did but you wish he could've made a quick visit instead once in a while

It's not that you didn't have friends as well to keep you company, you did but most of them were far too busy as well to hang out with you each day

You decided to just swipe away the thought and head to bed early. It was getting quite dark after all

After maybe a few hours sleeping, you heard a shuffle through the bed sheets you were laying on and suddenly felt two warm arms wrap around you

You turn around and see xiaos head pressed against your back, that's when you also realized you started feeling his hot breath against your skin as well

Confused you say "xiao??? I though you weren't coming home until another 2 days???"

You suddenly felt his arms squeeze you a bit more tighter

"Do you......not want me here?" he says quietly

You quickly turn around completely, your chest now facing his head. "N-no! I do want you here! I missed you! I'm just confused is all" you quietly laugh as you wrap your arms around him and gently stroke his hair

He let's out a deep sigh and muzzles his face deeper into your chest

Nothing his slightly off demeanour, you decide to ask him what's wrong. "Xiao? Is anything the matter?"

After a few moments of silence he finally speaks

"Are you......tired of me? Are you only staying here with me so that you don't break my heart? Am I not treating you right or being here as often as I should be? He says, his voice raising with every question he asks

"Xiao.....of course I'm not tired of you. I love you and i would never leave you or pretend that I'm in love with you because I truly am. I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. Don't stop doing your duties because of me. I do want you here a bit more but just being here with you is enough" you say as you give him a quick kiss on his forehead

He looks up at you "are you sure? I'll try my best to come home more early from now on"

You smile and gently kiss him, he gets a little surprised and hesitates but soon returns the kiss, gently grabbing your hair and pulling you down to kiss you more deeper

Finally after a few minutes you both pull away. Xiao going back to nuzzling his face onto your chest

You smile as you close your eyes and continue stroking his hair, finding peace in his slow breathing and the quiet sound of the night

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♡ scaramouche ♡

Hello! So I'm kind of upset since I wrote a very good story for scaramouche in this post but because something went wrong with saving, it deleted everything I wrote for him! I don't have good memory so I'm going to summarize what I wrote in as much detail as I can! I'm so sorry about that!

Basically you were picking up flowers for him since hes a very busy man and doesn't come home often. You though gifting him a present would be good since you always do that whenever he comes back home. So you see him and run up to him and give him the present and usually he would blush and scoff while complaining to not do it in public but nonetheless takes the flowers

Right now tho he just nods and takes the flower and walks towards y'alls house

You get confused but brush it off and follow him

You usually hug him from behind so that's what you do and usually he would complain and whine about how clingy you are but still give you a quick kiss and hug you back but this time he shakes your hands off and walks upstairs towards y'alls room annoyed

You start getting worried and follow him and see him laying down on the bed. You ask him what's wrong as you sit besides him

He starts saying how you're always near him, giving him kisses and gifts, loving him and how he doesn't understand why you do all that

You tell him it's because he's your husband and you love him

He asks how you could love someone like him since he dosent always return your love or at least now how hes supposed to. He also dosent always come home and how people have been gossiping about how he dosent love you or appreciate you

You shut him up by giving him a kiss and giving him little pecks around his face and telling him how none of that is true and you love him for him and understand

He whines and scoffs before pulling down onto the bed with him and telling you to keep giving him kisses as he hugs you and lays his face on your chest

You giggle and keep giving him kisses

He thought to himself how he's selfish for wanting your love and not wanting you to ever leave him. Nonetheless tho he appreciates and loves you a lot and promised to come home more and show you how much he loves and appreciates you in his own way.

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Again I'm so sorry if for scaramouche it seems rushed! I will either include him in another post and make sure it's very detailed this time or make a short story for him! Let me know what you guys think and if y'all have any suggestions or ideas!

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[yayeetsonny]

Always Tell The Truth Part 2 ~ USWNT x Reader

Okay so if you haven’t read the first part of this, which I will put here. Always tell the truth part 1 I suggest you do that, otherwise this one will make no sense. Also sorry... again for being gone so long. I hope you guys didn’t miss me too much. :)

-N

Previously...

“Those bruises, Y/N, where’d you get them?” 

“I. Don’t. Know.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Fine then, don’t believe me. First Alex, then Christen and now you. This is just great, my teammates think I’m a liar. Well I’m not and I’m telling you the truth.”

I brushed by her and stormed out of the room, now determined to avoid my teammates so they’d stop asking questions and questioning my honesty.

“I’m not a liar. I don’t know where I got the bruises, I don’t know why they won’t believe me.”

Present

After I stormed out of the room I share with Ali I ran... yes literally ran out of the hotel and out into the street. Well okay it was more like the sidewalk but whatever, I’m going for dramatic story telling here. I was angry, hurt and confused as to why my teammates couldn’t just believe me. I’ve never lied to them before, not ever. If something was going on I would have told them. And I genuinely have no clue where these bruises came from, I don’t remember hurting myself badly in practices or games and I don’t do any other crazy activities that would warrant the sudden appearance of severe looking injuries. I knew I just needed to clear my head so I started walking in a random direction hoping to get my thoughts together.

After a while I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and knew it was probably one of my teammates looking for me so I ignored it. My phone stopped ringing only for a short time before it stared up again. This went on for several long minutes before it finally stopped. After each attempt from whoever was trying reach me there was a separate single vibrate indicating they left a message. I felt a little guilty for disappearing and probably worrying everyone but they shouldn’t have assumed or accused me of lying. Thinking they finally got the message that I didn’t want to speak to them I continued walking god knows where trying to think of what to say when I finally decided to go back. I was really deep in thought, trying to remember if and when I got the bruises. Obviously they don’t just appear like magic. They have to be caused by something, but... what? All the sudden I was hit with a vague memory

“Huh?... Wha- where am I?”

“You fell asleep on the couch dear. Don’t you remember? It was really adorable actually. My mom said super sweetly.

That’s weird, she’s never overly sweet with me, like ever.

“No, I don’t remember doing that.”

I looked around and the tv was on, which is also rare. It was playing a random comedy movie. Comedy? My parents don’t even like comedy movies.

“Oh well you did. Right after dinner, you dragged your feet over to the couch and was out like a light before we knew it.” She said casually.

My dad waltzed in like everything was totally normal. What the fuck is going on. Why don’t I even remember eating dinner? How long have I been here? Why does my body hurt so much?

I came back to the present feeling slightly uneasy. I remembered now a little bit of what happened when I got to my parents house and a little bit of what happened after I woke up from my nap. They managed to convince me everything was fine after that and I left assuming they were telling me the truth because I was too tired and too annoyed to argue. But the more I thought about it the more I wondered just how much of what they said is true. Why were there huge gaps in my time with them? And why do I get the feeling that the weird gut feeling I have isn’t a coincidence? I got lost in thought again but it was peaceful this time and quiet which I was relishing in.

Unfortunately the peace and quiet only lasted for a few minutes when I started to get what I assumed were dozens of texts. I finally got fed up and decided to silence my phone completely. When I unlocked it I saw a glimpse of some of the worried texts from the team. They all pretty much said the same thing;

“Y/N please come back. I’m sorry for saying I didn’t believe you. I’m just concerned about you. I want to talk and I’ll listen to whatever you have to say. Just please come back.”- Ali

“Hey kid, heard what happened. Wanna talk?”- T

“Y/n where are you? I heard what happened and that you left?? please come back, we’re worried.”- Christen

“Bruh what the hell? let’s talk?”- Ash

“where r u?”- Mal

“It’s not safe for you to be out by yourself. Ali told us about the other bruises. Whatever this is we’ll help you. We’re gonna start searching for you if you don’t get your ass back here soon. We love you.”- Alex

And it went on like that as every single member of the team texted me some variation of that and the voicemails they all left were much the same. I started to feel more guilty but let my anger keep me from replying to them. They can stew a little longer.

Meanwhile back at the Hotel...

CHRISTEN PRO//

“Okay, so tell us exactly what happened.”

“I saw the bruises when she was changing, which I happened to walk in on. I don’t think she was expecting me. I asked her what happened and she said that nothing had happened and I asked her about the bruises I saw on her arm, shoulder and spine and she continued to tell me she has no idea where they came from. I told her I didn’t believe her and then she got upset and she just... left.”

“Just like that? She didn’t say where she was going?”

“No, she was so angry she just stormed out and when I tried to follow after her she was already gone.”

“And she’s still not answering her phone. Damnit kid come on, where are you?”

“She’s not safe out there on her own, we have to go look for her.”

“And how are we supposed to find her when she doesn’t have her location on and is doing everything she can’t to ignore us?”

“I have no idea but we have to try.”

“We will, but we should give her a little more time. It’s possible she’s just around the corner cooling off. She’ll come back when she’s ready.”

“You’re right.”

“Guys I hate to steer us back into more serious topics but shouldn’t we be talking about the bruises she has that started all of this?”

“What do you guys think they’re from?” Megan asked.

“I want to believe her when she says she doesn’t know but I mean how can you just not know about bruises as severe as those?” Ash said.

“I mean... I’ve had some pretty bad ones I don’t remember getting from anywhere.” Mal said off-handily.

I saw some of the rest of the team nod silently, indicating that they too had, had the same thing happen to them. And I had to admit that I had my fair share of bumps and bruises that I couldn’t explain because they just seemed to appear but I was still concerned for our youngest teammate as it was getting pretty late and it was already dark outside.

“Oh god, you don’t think it’s her parents do you?” Tobin asked no one in particular.

We all paused for a moment to process what she was implying and I know we were silently hoping, praying that they wouldn’t do that to her. That they wouldn’t beat their own child.

“No, there’s no way. She’s told us that they love and support her and that even though they aren’t around much they still care about her.”

“Right, you’re right.”

“It has to be them though, I mean there’s no other explanation. She didn’t have them before or after practice right?” Alex asked.

“No, she didn’t.” Lindsey said solemnly.

“Do you really think parents can just flip a switch? Just like that? Be caring and supportive one minute and violent then next?”

“It’s possible.”

“No, just don’t even go there. I refuse to believe they would do that.”

“We would have seen the bruises if she had them before, since we all change in the same locker room together for practices and games remember?” I said

“Fuck. When I get my hands on them I swear to god...”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence because Y/n walked into the dining hall where we were all gathered.

“Get your hands on who?” She asked quietly

“Kid...”

“Y/n holy shit, thank god.”

“And she lives!... not the time? Got it.”

“Y/N... we need to talk.”

“Why? There’s nothing to talk about. I don’t know what Ali told you, but I don’t know where these fucking bruises came from okay? I don’t know. I’m sorry, I know that probably isn’t what you wanted to hear but it’s the truth. If you don’t believe me that’s fine but i’m not talking about it anymore.”

“Sweetie please just hear us out okay? We’re worried about you and getting defensive about them isn’t helping your case.” I said, trying to reach out for her but she backed away from me.

“Defensive? I’m just upset because you all still don’t seem to get it.”

“We want to get it, please just talk to us.”

“No.”

“Y/N, please just...”

“No! Okay, just no. I said we weren’t talking about it again and that’s final. What happened to “I’ll listen to whatever you have to say.” Huh, Ali? Good to know that was complete bullshit.”

“I’m sorry baby, please believe me, we just...”

“Oh believe you? For what? You clearly still don’t believe me so why should I give you that courtesy? You know what, this is all just fucking stupid anyways. I’m going to bed. Goodnight.”

And with that she disappeared up to the room she’s sharing with Ali. Leaving us all more confused and concerned than ever.

“Well... that went well.”

“Shut up Emily, so not the time.”

//End

Okay so yes that is yet another cliffhanger of sorts, I’m sorry but I thought that was a good place to end it. Just know that Y/N genuinely doesn’t remember a lot of what’s going on, just like she says. Her parents are definitely sus asf.

I’m actually writing part 3 rn so that should be up within the next day or so. I know I keep disappearing but my life is totally a mess rn lol. I’m back now tho and am excited to finally get to all the requests I have. Im so sorry for those waiting I haven’t forgotten. Promise.

-N

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[wonwoonlight]

📣: boyfriend!Chan // fluff // 805 words

[ft. nosy Seoksoon]

A/N: this is a continuation of this hoho am sorry im not good at throwing in funny stuffs anon😂 i tried my best tho! thank you for the request🙈

 find the rest of requested drabble here

“Don’t turn right away, but,” you tell Chan, munching on your food absentmindedly. “You do know Soonyoung and Seokmin have been following us since earlier, right?”

Chan blinks at you, actually speechless at the revelation. He does feel like someone’s been looking at the both of you for some times now, but he has brushed it off as him being paranoid. Is it too much to say he did expect this to happen?

“Where are they?” he asks, looking at you with tired eyes and a hint of embarrassment. Why do they have to do this to him, really?

You seem to catch on his mood easily, telling him it’s okay and he doesn’t need to feel guilty over it. “Somewhere near the door. Don’t show them you’re flustered, they’d like it.”

Chan sighs, he puts down his chopsticks before taking a sip of his drink to calm himself a little. “I’m really sorry. I don’t know why they’re like this.”

“I told you it’s okay,” you smile at him, reaching for his hand on top of the table. “I know them, Chan. No need to feel bad.”

“But still,” he pouts, a bit upset at the situation.

You hum a little as you think to yourself. You really don’t mind and, to be honest, it’s kind of funny to you. But Chan seems upset and that’s the part you don’t like about this whole ordeal.

“How about we play their game?” you ask instead, offering Chan a piece of your food. He looks at it and just opens his mouth, waiting for you to feed him.

“How?” he asks back before giving you a nod of approval at the taste of your food.

“Tire them out?” you suggest, unsure yourself. “We move from place to place quickly? Or we can go to the library so they’ll get bored.”

Chan chuckles, his mood lifting a little from the way you seem excited. “Or we can go somewhere expensive so they’ll pay a lot just for following us.”

Something clicks in you after Chan says that, liking the idea very much.

“Oh my, she’s feeding him!” Soonyoung exclaims excitedly, shaking Seokmin’s arm.

“Gosh, now I want someone to feed me too,” the younger guy says, looking at the both of you from afar.

To be honest, he’s not completely sure why he’s doing this with his hyung. But he has nothing to do and it sounds fun when Soonyoung tells him to follow the maknae out on his date.

“Aah?” Soonyoung offers innocently, holding up noodles with his chopsticks.

Seokmin snorts a little, though he still leans forward to eat the noodles. “Oooh, this is pretty good?”

“I know, right?” he nods, slurping his food. “Chan picks a good place.”

Too focused with their food now, Soonyoung’s surprised when the waiter comes to their table with a piece of cake and ice cream.

“We didn’t order these…?” he says hesitantly, sharing a confused glance with Seokmin.

“A free service,” the waiter smiles. “Not every day we have celebrities coming to our store.”

Seokmin chokes, not expecting anyone to recognize them. “Oh—oh, thank you. The food’s here is great!”

The waiter smiles some more, telling them he’s glad they find their food good and his sister is a big fan, which is why he recognizes them.

“Ah, thank you so much,” Soonyoung bows to him, promising to give him a sign before he goes out.

“Huh?” Seokmin mutters to himself, looking around the place with his face full of confusion. “Did Chan leave?”

The older guy quickly turns in his seat, seeing your seat empty. “Did we lose them?”

“It’s because you’re too busy eating!”

“What! I was speaking with the waiter!”

Sighing to themselves, they decide to quickly finish their food and just call for the bill before somehow tracking their maknae again or just go back home. At least the food was great.

When they see the bills being longer with foods that they don’t remember ordering, Soonyoung calls for the waiter again. “Uh, I think you gave us the wrong bills? We didn’t order a lot of these stuffs here.”

The waiter looks at him in confusion before exclaiming, “Oh! Sorry, I’m supposed to give you this.”

Seokmin leans to Soonyoung, trying to take a look at the paper as the older guy lets out a laugh in disbelief, both caught off guard and amused.

Thank you for the food!!!

We’re going to the aquarium near your salon, if you’re wondering. The tickets are kinda pricey but my friends said the place is gooood. Meet us there and maybe pay for our dinner later if you want :D

With love,

Chan and me❤

p.s.: was the ice cream and cake good? I paid for that out of the little consciousness I have :p

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[wizardimagines]

jealousy, part 2, draco x reader

pairing: draco malfoy x reader word count: 1,6k summary: you and ron becomes closer as you help him study, draco doesn’t take this new relationship well. a/n: here you guys go !! part 2 of jealously,, i’m in shock as to how many of u liked part one !! i’ve gotten such amazing feedback and it makes me super happy so thank u so so much <3 i’m gonna be completely honest tho and let u guys know im really unhappy with this one , i feel like it could be a lot better and i might actually rewrite it at some point . but hopefully it’s somewhat ok, enjoy !! <3 READ PART 1 HERE

warnings: TW !!! mentions psychical abuse

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The following week was exhausting. You hadn’t seen Draco for a couple of days, doing everything you could to actively avoid him. The truth was you were scared. You were terrified, to say the very least. You had no clue what to say to him at this point, afraid that you were just going to make him even more upset than he already was. You didn’t even know if you two were a couple anymore, and the thought of it made your heart shatter into a million pieces.

You also distanced yourself from Ron. You knew the whole situation happened because of your friendship with Ron, and the only solution you could come up with was simply to stop being friends with Ron. He had approached you multiple times, asking you if you were free and wanted to go study, but you had declined each offer. You felt absolutely terrible, you truly did like Ron and you enjoyed spending time with him. But you knew your relationship with Draco was more important than any friend you had and at this point, you’d give up everything to fix your relationship.

It felt so hopeless. You skipped every class you had with the blond boy, you didn’t even dare look his way whenever you walked into the great hall to eat breakfast, petrified of your eyes meeting his icy ones. Today was no different. Everyone was in class, everyone but you. You knew you would have to face Draco sooner or later, today was just not the day. You were sitting in the library, trying your best to distract yourself by reading a book. However, it wasn’t going too well. You couldn’t focus on any of the words and your thoughts kept wandering off, thinking about other things. Suddenly, a warm hand was placed on your shoulder, making you snap out fo your thoughts. ‘’Why aren’t you in class, Y/N?’’ A similar voice said behind you, making you turn around so you could see who the person was. In front of you stood Ron. ‘’Ron,’’ You let out, feeling somewhat relieved it was only Ron. You shut the book close as the red-haired boy sat down in the chair next to you. ‘’You scared me.’’ You chuckled lightly, looking down at your lap where your hands were resting. ‘’Sorry about that,’’ Ron answered. ‘’But why aren’t you in class?’’ He repeated himself. 

You didn’t know what to tell him. You knew it wasn’t a secret that you were avoiding Draco, but you still couldn’t bring yourself to admit it. ‘’I just,’’ You started, biting your bottom lip nervously. You were still staring at your hands,  nervously playing with them. You just couldn’t bring yourself to look at the boy in front of you. ‘’I have to go.’’ You blurted out, quickly standing up. ‘’Y/N! Wait,’’ Ron let out behind you, standing up as well. ‘’What’s going on with you?’’ Worry lingered in his voice, and you couldn’t blame him.

You felt your bottom lip starting to tremble. That was when you noticed the tears that were welling up in your eyes, making you shut them close to prevent the tears from hitting your cheeks. ‘’Whatever it is that’s going on, I’m here for you, you know?’’ He said, placing his hand on your shoulder once again. You took a deep, shaky breath as you turned around and fell straight into his arms. You could tell he was surprised, but quickly wrapped his arms around you. You let the tears fall silently down your cheeks. ‘’Hey, it’s okay,’’ He mumbled as he stroke your back using one of his hands, the other one holding the back of your head. ‘’I think Draco broke up with me,’’ You quietly whispered into his shoulder, tears still falling from your eyes. ‘’Bloody hell Malfoy,’’ Ron muttered under his breath, pulling you closer to him.

At this point, you didn’t even care about the whole ignoring Ron thing you had planned to keep until you fixed things with Draco. The feeling of someone holding you and being there to comfort you finally made you feel a little bit better. Ron’s warm hands were nothing compared to Draco’s cold, lanky hands but it didn’t matter at this point. ‘’I’ll walk you to your dorm,’’ He mumbled as he pulled away from the hug, spotting your tear-filled face. He slowly wiped the tears away using his thumbs, making you nod. ‘’You can start walking, okay? I just need to go get my things and then I’ll catch up with you.’’ He said, giving you a small smile. You nodded once again, giving him half a smile.

The halls were empty. You weren’t complaining though, you didn’t want anyone to see you like this; like a crying mess. You slowly walked down the hall, taking your time as you looked out each window you passed. The weather had somewhat cleared up, dark clouds still covering the sky. ‘’Y/N?’’ A voice suddenly called out, making you turn your head to the side. And there he was. His eyes were dark, not the usual bright blue color they always used to be. As soon as your eyes met his, your heart dropped. You felt your throat tighten up as you felt completely paralyzed. You felt your eyes widen as you suddenly realized that you had to get away, quickly. You turned around, quickly making your way down the hall without saying a word to the blond boy. ‘’No, wait!’’ He shouted behind you, grabbing your wrist.

Your wrist. The same wrist he had grabbed that night. The same wrist that now had a bright red mark from his tight grip. You felt the pain shot up your arm, making your eyes well up with tears once again as you cried out in pain. You quickly snatched your wrist away, holding it with your other arm as you bit your lower lip in pain. Draco looked at you in confusion before looking down at your arm, spotting the red mark. He felt the guiltiness and pain hit him all at once. His heart dropped as he realized it was him that had left that mark. ‘’Y/N,’’ He whispered, his facial expression softening. You quickly looked up at him, tears falling from your eyes as you took a shaky breath. He slowly reached out to you, making you jump. 

He froze. ‘’I’m not going to hurt you,’’ He let out, pain and shame lingering in his voice as his eyes teared up. ‘’Please don’t be scared of me, I would never hurt you,’’ He continued, shaking his head as a tear hit his cheek. Draco had never felt such pain. He had felt pain multiple times during his lifetime, but nothing could compare to the pain he was currently feeling. You just stood there, staring at the boy in front of you. You didn’t know what to say or do, so you just let the tears fall down your cheeks. ‘’I’m so sorry, please let me hold you,’’ He mumbled as he tried his best to hold back the rest of the tears, slowly walking towards you. You watched as he got closer to you, terrified of what could happen next. But Draco slowly put his arms around your waist, burying his head between your neck and shoulder. You felt a sob escape his lips.

‘’I’m so sorry,’’ He kept repeating it over and over again between sobs. You slowly wrapped your arms around his neck, you had never seen him in this state before. ‘’I don’t know what happened. I was just so angry,’’ He sobbed. ‘’But why?’’ You whispered back. ‘’Because I really thought I was losing you,’’ Draco responded. You slowly pulled away, Draco looking at you in fear as you did so. ‘’Please don’t go,’’ He whimpered, his bottom lip trembling. You grabbed his hands as you shook your head. ‘’I’m not leaving, Draco.’’ The boy in front of you closed his eyes as he grabbed onto your hands harder, like he was scared you were going to leave anyway. ‘’I’m so sorry for saying all those things,’’ He cried, pulling you back into a tight hug.

This time he placed his head on top of yours, placing one hand behind your head and the other one on your back. ‘’And I’m so incredibly sorry for hurting you like that,’’ He whispered. You pulled yourself closer to him, placing your head on his chest. You could hear his heart racing, as well as his shaky breath. ‘’I will never lay a finger on you again, I promise,’’ He continued, making you sigh. ‘’Please just hold me Draco.’’ You whispered, causing the taller boy to pull you closer to him immediately. You closed your eyes as a tear escaped from your eye, Draco pressing multiple kisses on top of your head.

You knew it would take a while to forgive Draco, but it didn’t matter. You were willing to do anything for him, just like he was willing to do anything for you. ───✱*.｡:｡✱*.:｡✧*.｡✰*.:｡✧*.｡:｡*.｡✱ ───

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I’m on the team - pt 3

Pt 1 pt 2 pt 4

Summery: the first day of training camp!!

Tw!!! scratching (self harm scratching), panic attack

It’s strange, over the week the team has been super busy, practicing and studying. I helped Tsuki with Hinata and Kageyama trying to make sure they pass there exams, Iv gotten pretty close with the two, there both really fun, and watching them both struggle with classes and Tsuki scolding them is super funny. Sadly the two didn’t pass their exams and are both super upset. I remember when we were getting our test scores back i rushed to their classroom with Yams hoping to see them both super excited only to see Hinata come out pouting, and Kageyama with this super dejected look like he was super disappointed in himself for his grades. They were assured tho that they would be able to get to the training camp just a bit late!

We’re headed to the training camp, me Tsuki and yams are all sitting together, me and Tsuki on one side and yams on the seat across the isle. I’m starting to get nervous, not knowing how other teams are going to react to me being there! They don’t even know who I am, or my situation!

“Tsuki!! What if their angry! Maybe I shouldn’t have come- or-or maybe I shouldn’t have even joined, we don’t know how people are going to react!”

“It’s going to be ok (Y/N) im sure their all nice.” Yams said with this super supportive smile

“Yeah and if anyone bothers you I’ll take care of them.” Tsuki says knocking shoulders with me giving me a small smile.

“Yeah (Y/N) don’t worry! You’ve got all of us, we won’t let anything happen!” Suga says turning around, seemingly having heard me freaking out.

I sigh starting to scratch my hands a nervous habit of mine. After a minute or two Tsuki notices grabbing my hand giving me a disapproving look. He reaches down into the backpack he brought on the bus looking for something, pulling out a stress ball and hands it to me.

The rest of the bus ride me Tsuki and Yams ended up falling asleep, I guess I tired myself out with all of my stressing.

We got to Tokyo faster then I thought, the bus ride felt way to quick! But I guess that happens when you sleep, it’s like time travel.

Getting off the bus we were greeted by some guy with crazy strange rooster hair, I quickly moved to hide behind Tsuki still scared about meeting the other guys. Daichi went over to talk to rooster head while the rest of us got our bags off the bus Tanaka and Noya pushing me and Tsuki and Yams to “walk faster” and “get more excited”.

I overhear The guy Daichi is talking to saying “ your missing a few aren’t you? Wait who’s the new kid” I move closer to Tsuki hoping his tallness will hide me, “why does the new kid look so scared of me.” all I can think about is what if they’re transphobic, what if they don’t want me here, what’s going to happen when they find out. “I’ll tell you about him in a bit.” Daichi responds giving me a concerned look. Tsuki makes a comment about annoying volleyball guys while nudging me to try and get my attention, he and Yams start bickering a little bit and Noya and Tanaka are practically bouncing off the walls and it keeps me distracted.

We were pointed towards the room we’d be staying in putting our bags down and changing. I started getting more nervous, Iv never met these people before and they don’t know my situation. What if I walk on the court and someone yells at me, what if people start asking questions, what if one of them gets super angry and starts yelling at me, what if the team decides they actually side with them! What if-

“(Y/N)” it’s Tsuki and Suga, the two are standing in front of me, Suga is holding my hands and Tsuki has a hand on my back.

“Come on let’s sit down yeah,” the two move me to go sit on a windowsill I look over their shoulders and see all the guys looking at me, I don’t know why I feel so small now, I know them all, I know their not judging me, but I still feel like the piercing stare I’m getting from them is too much. I see Asahi start moving and coming to stand next to Suga on the opposite side from Tsuki.

“Hey (Y/N) I need you to breath for me ok,” he gives me a really concerned look I hadn’t even realized I was hyperventilating, taking one of my hands from Suga and putting it on his chest taking big deep breaths so that I can feel it. “In and out, in and out.” The two words being repeated like a mantra.

Once I’m breathing slightly better Tsuki starts asking questions

“are you lightheaded?”

“Kinda”

“did you eat this morning”

“no”

“why?”

“Didn’t have time.”

“Can someone go grab a granola bar or something?” I see some movement and I think it was Noya who left to go grab something for me to eat. “Are you nervous about training camp?”

“Yes” I say quietly hoping that only he can hear

“Is it because you haven’t played a real game yet.”

I shake my head, I haven’t even thought about that fact that I’m going to be playing a real game for the first time, the only people Iv played against is the team.

“Is it because your afraid people are going to be mean about your gender?”

“I- yes,”

I see everyone look around, I guess they hadn’t thought this was really that big of a deal, but for me, this isn’t something that happens normally, while they all had the door to this space opened to them, I had to hike up a mountain to just get to the door, and I’m just scared that once I get into the space that they all see as a right, is a privilege that most people like me don’t have, it isn’t a space I’m normally supposed to be in, and once you realize my situation everyone knows it.

Suga pulls on my hands making me face him. “ it’s gunna be ok (Y/N), if anyone says anything we’ll deal with it. You’ve got the team! We’re going to make sure your ok.” Suga says with a reassuring smile.

Noya quickly gets back in the room with a granola bar and a water bottle sliding in front of me to hand them both to me. “Thanks Noya” it’s a couple more minutes that I sit there catching my breath before I give everyone a nod letting them know I’m ok, everyone starts to disperse to Finnish getting ready.

Tsuki went over to his bag giving me an extra shirt he had, just like when I first stopped wearing my binder while playing. It’s a reassuring gesture. I get changed and everyone starts leaving before Tsuki grabs my hand, holding me back for a second.

“Your gunna be ok. I promise. And if you get scared or anything just let me or Suga or Daichi know and we’ll get you off the court ok?”

“Thanks Tsuki.”

Tsuki speeds up a little bit to get to yams and Daichi slows down a bit to get back to me.

“Hey I wanted to let you know before we get in there, there might be a cupule people who know your situation, mainly Kuroo the captain of Nekoma, he’s the guy from when we first show up. And I think Kenma their setter might. Him and Kuroo are close and he’s friends with hinata, and we’ll you know hinata. Other then that I’m not sure, they might have told some others but still I can’t tell you what the rest know.”

“Thanks Daichi, um did Kuroo seem chill about it when you told him?”

“Yeah, yeah definitely, I mean he was for sure surprised but, he ended up just saying ‘oh! That’s cool’ so I don’t think you have anything to worry about there.”

“Thanks Daichi.”

“Of course kid.”

We finally all get into the gym moving to get warmed up before our first game!

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Let’s just say we haven’t been winning much, Coach put me into Hinatas spot so Iv been playing a lot. Honestly Iv been so stressed about my gender that I didn’t have time to stress about the fact that Iv never been in a game before. Iv gotten a few good spikes in and have been blocking a bit, but I’m by no means super good! We’ve been doing lots of flying laps.

After one of our practice games with nekoma everyone was taking a break to drink some water when some guy with bleached long hair came over to me.

“Hey.” He said kind of quietly, he seemed pretty awkward like he doesn’t do this often.

“Hey?”

“Um I just wanna let you know- i mean I’m friends with hinata and he’s told me about your situation.”

“Ah I see”

“I just wanted to let you know I’m chill with it, all of us on Nekoma are, so you’ve got nothing to worry about with us.”

“Thanks. It’s uh really reassuring to hear that. I’m (Y/N)”

“Kenma.”

“It’s nice to meet you Kenma”

“So uh how long have you been playing, it’s just we did a practice game with you guys not to long again and you weren’t there.”

“Oh yeah umm I just started playing only a few weeks ago.”

“Wow really. Your pretty good for someone who’s never played before.”

“Ha thanks, but I really have my team to thank, they got me playing and have been pretty good teachers”

“I hope one of those teachers hasn’t been Hinata I’m pretty sure most of what he says to explain volleyball is sound-effects.”

“I know right! It’s like he doesn’t know words sometimes.”

“Yeah it’s really strange but you get used to it.”

“Haha I guess eventually I’ll learn to speak his strange language!”

“Yeah!” Kind of out of nowhere the guy from this morning Kuroo I think his name was wrapped an arm around Kenmas shoulders.

“Well well what do we have here! Is Kenma actually talking to someone!”

“Shut up Kuroo”

“Hi I’m Kuroo, (Y/N) right?”

“Yeah, yeah that’s me.”

“Well it’s nice to meet the newest player.” He sends me a wink, “come on Kenma our games about to start, it was nice to meet you (Y/N)!” The two walk off headed back to the court.

It’s a little bit later in the day that Hinata and Kageyama show up! Hinata taking my spot in the game, and honestly I’m grateful, this day has been exhausting.

An: hey guys! Thank you so much for reading! I hope you all liked this part!! I’m so excited to keel writing!! I take requests so if you have any please just message me!!!

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hello!💙💙i hope im not bothering you but may i get a tsukasa or mitsuba x reader where their s/o loves to draw but never lets them see and one day they steal their s/o sketchbook and dont see any drawings of them and the boys are a lil dissapointed but their s/o has a secret sketcbook that they always keep with them filled with the boys portraits?? it would be rlly cute!!(feel free to ignore tho!)💙💜

tsukasa yugi x gn!reader, mitsuba sousuke x gn!reader

a/n: no worries, you aren’t bothering me at all!! This is a super cute prompt, so thank you so much for requesting! (i love writing mitsuba too,,, just gotta love the sharp-tongued, short-tempered characters <3)

warnings:

word count: 1,471

Tsukasa Yugi <3

He thinks the fact that you can draw is super cool!! Probably more so than you do, to be completely honest- he’s extremely enthusiastic about it, but that also means he’s extremely annoying about it.

Lots of “let me look, let me look!!” “I wanna seeeeeeee,” “(Y/N), pleaaaaseee, what’re you drawinggggg?”

“Tsukasa, I love you, I love you very much. But, I promise you, if you don’t shut up and let me draw in peace-”

“:((“

So, of course, if you don’t let him see it, our gremlin of a boy is going to look through it one way or another. Pestering you relentlessly didn’t work, trying to slip it casually into a conversation didn’t work, so! You leave him no option!

One day, when you’re minding your business in class, Tsukasa checks your locker. Maybe, just maybe, you left it in there?

Hmm… empty- next stop!! Bookbag!

His eyes practically lit up, his expression excited, practically screaming “found it!!”

Tsukasa would open the sketchbook, silently wondering what on earth you could have drawn. His only experience in art was… well- with things that weren’t intended for art. It wasn’t ever proper “art” either. Just a lot of smearing. But anyway-

A part of him sort of hoped it would be something with him. Maybe even a little doodle, it didn’t have to be a fully colored, lined, amazing piece. Just little doodles, cos you loved him so much, and he infested your mind like the little parasite he is… y’know….

So, as he flipped through the pages, admiring your style- amazed with every little doodle, every little pencil marking, every little detail- he kept an eye out for anything that could have even vaguely resembled him. Yet, once he reached the end, he was rather certain that there was nothing. Tsukasa felt a bit disappointed, pouting despite the fact that you weren’t there to see it.

“Tell me how I knew you were up to something,” You sighed, looking at the boy seated next to your bookbag, the last pages of your sketchbook flipped open. He ignored the comment, placing your sketchbook to the side, then hugging you. You returned the hug, giving him a confused glance.

“What? It’s nothing incredible, but was it that bad-? I don’t even know everything that’s in that, so-”

“You didn’t draw me :(((“

“You didn’t ask me to???”

Still, you couldn’t help but laugh, well aware of the other sketchbook you had stored in the more secure part of your bookbag. Patting his back, then letting go of the hug, you bent down and grabbed your sketchbook and bag. Replacing the sketchbook he had flipped through, you then reached in and grabbed the other.

Somewhat embarrassed, yet know he already found out about your artistic abilities and would probably be glad to see himself, you handed him the sketchbook. “I’ll have you know, I’m not exactly overjoyed with you right now. But, since you’re a sneak, I’ll let you look at that one.”

Tsukasa opened the sketchbook with renewed energy, excited to see what was inside it. Was it him?! Did he actually infest your mind?!! Was he a good model??

Uncharacteristically, his face was slightly warm as he looked over the first page. It started off with a fully finished drawing of him- a very strong start, if he did say so himself. Not only was it him, it was awesome.

He flipped through the rest of the pages, happiness and excitement practically radiating off of him. You could have sworn you saw his eyes sparkling.

“THAT’S SO COOL, (Y/N)!!” Tsukasa would yell after shutting the sketchbook, throwing his arms around you happily, making sure that the sketchbook didn’t get damaged as he did so. “You did draw me! You drew a lot of me!!”

“Ahah- yeah. You’re… cute, after all. Why wouldn’t I draw my boyfriend?”

Mitsuba Sousuke <3

Nosey little dude, but on a more casual level than Tsukasa.

“I’ve shown you my pictures, so you should show me your drawings.”

“That makes sense,”

“So, show me.”

“Nope!”

“(Y/N)-”

Though amusing, Mitsuba will start to pout after a while. “Tch- it’s not like I wanted to see it anyway. It’s probably lame.”

“Awesome then! That doesn’t make me want to show you any more than I previously did~!”

Insert Mitsuba sticking his tongue out at you-

Still, Mitsuba does understand where you’re coming from. After all, he never shows you pictures he’s taken of you. Therefore! It’s only logical that you wanted to draw his cute face!! He muttered this, crossing his arms, yet pretending that it was no big deal to him. Nope, those little comments and attempted glances were nothing-

“Mmh? You’re cute, yes.”

“That’s not what I- whatever, pervert. It’s clear now. You don’t want to show me, ‘cos there’s raunchy art in there! Pervert! Creepy, you’re so creepy-”

“Then aren’t you a pervy creep for wanting to look in my sketchbook?”

“I-”

Mitsuba may have not talked to you for the rest of the day- but it’s fiiiine, he’s fiiiiiiine.

Especially since, by the end of the next day, Mitsuba passed your locker, planning on returning to the class from a bathroom break. As he glanced over at your locker, not fully shut because of your bookbag shoved into it, an idea crossed his mind. It wouldn’t take long… a little peak wouldn’t hurt. Just to make sure his s/o wasn’t a pervert, of course! Not out of personal interest!

So, he grabbed your bag, rummaging through it until he found a well-used sketchbook. His interest peaked, as he grabbed it, opening it up and flipping through the pages.

Some of the pieces were similar to pictures he had given to you, but he didn’t spot anything of him. Sure, your art was impressive, and he was rather content finally getting to see it, but-

But where was his cute face?? Not even his name??? No dreamy “(Y/N) Sousuke” written? Nothing.

Well, it’s not like he cared anywa-

“Really, Mitsuba? You needed to use the bathroom?”

“AH-” He yelped, shutting your sketchbook, as if that would make it seem like he wasn’t just flipping through the pages in slight awe. “Shut up, pervert! I went to the bathroom, I just- you were being suspicious.”

“By drawing?”

“YEs.”

You laughed lightly, though embarrassed as you took the sketchbook from him, putting it back into your bookbag. To be completely honest, your heart was beating a bit faster, slightly nervous that he found your art ugly. It wasn’t anything in comparison to his pictures, you thought..

And, when you turned around and caught a glimpse of his slightly disappointed face, your heart beat even faster. “What? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” He said, somewhat defensively- well, that much was normal.

“Sorry, it’s probably disappointing- I know my art isn’t the greatest, but it’s definitely improved over time. There are things I need to study, but-”

“Hey, don’t assume I’m upset with your art, dummy. It’s…” He blushed slightly, looking away from you and shoving his hands in his pockets, “it’s really cool. I’m impressed.”

“Then why are you pouting?”

“I’m not pouting.”

You raised your eyebrows, making Mitsuba flush further, opening his mouth as he thought of what to say in response to that expression. “I just- well, you were weird about it, so I figured there was something about me- something weird or suspicious. But, it’s all perfectly normal.”

It took a moment for you to get behind his words- but, after getting behind Mitsuba’s extremely indirect way of saying things, you understood what he meant. He wanted you to draw him. After processing that, you bit your lip, wondering if you should actually show him your other sketchbook… a glimpse at his slight pout, though it was now confusion at your conflicted expression, you turned around, rummaging through your bookbag.

Then, you pulled out another sketchbook, and pushed it against his chest. “Since you’re so insistent. Just go ahead and look through it, I guess.”

It was Mitsuba’s turn to raise his eyebrows, as he took the sketchbook, and opened it up. His face burned, as he flipped through the pages. They were… filled with him. It genuinely made his heart pound, looking at the array of doodles, line art, and fully finished pieces- occasionally, a small heart or smiley face would be doodled alongside them. If he didn’t find your art incredible before, he definitely did now. Of course, he’d never admit it to your face, but his expression was enough for you to understand.

“A-ah… gross- idiot. Of course, I should have known a pervert like you would draw such a cute face. It’s obvious.”

“Right, right. Honestly, just give me a penny each time you call me a pervert, I’ll be rich in no time-”

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EXO D.O.: A Little Jealous Part 2! (Your POV)

This part 2 took me really long to get it out. I had initially written it in both Ksoo and Your ‘pov’ in one post. But it got too long! So i decided to change it to just your POV(the norm). I still haven’t decided if i should finish the one on Ksoo’s POV.

Edit: I continued Ksoo’s for fun without the intention to finish it, but I think it turned out pretty decent! So His POV’s part is also up now!!

Part 1 Part 2 Ksoo POV Characters: DKS x reader (+exo & random chr)

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Back at the team dinner

At the center of the circle, the bottle spun to minho.

‘Truth or dare!’

‘Truth’

‘Ok so, the team has been really curious. WHEN DID YOU AND Y/N STARTED DATING?!’ Ji Hye asked like she has been holding this in for 10 years.

The both of you were a little taken aback at the question, looking over at each other with a laugh.

‘We are just friends, what gave you that impression? We never dated and will never date guys’ Minho answered

‘No way! You guys definitely look like a couple!’

‘Comeon say the truth y/n! You guys are always hanging out together, i even saw you carrying y/n’s bag for you today’

‘yes yes! Weren’t you both holding hands that day?’

Everyone chimed in disbelief.

‘Didn’t know we appeared this way to you guys. Anyway I was just holding y/n hand to shake off this guy who has been bothering her. And I was just helping Y/N with her bag because she looked like she might die anytime just now’

While everyone was sighing and expressing their disappointment, minho made the next spin. You rolled your eyes at minho when it pointed to you.

You picked dare, wanting to divert the team’s attention to something else instead.

‘Ok then, pick from the dare box.’ You reached your hand into it and pulled out a purple strip.

‘Take a selfie with the person from the previous turn and upload to instagram with the caption ‘a cute us’

You almost had a heart attack reading that, this just fueled everyone’s enthusiasm even more.

Although you knew that kyungsoo probably won’t see this since he doesn’t have instagram, you can’t help but feel guilty and worried about it. You’re attached! (Though you can’t say it) and doing this just doesn’t seem right..

There’s absolutely no way you could get out of this. Denying doing this just makes things seem more suspicious between the both of you. 

Making it fast ,you did the dare and uploaded the picture. Totally forgetting the fact that other members followed you with their privates. You told yourself in 10minutes you’re getting out of here and deleting that photo.

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As usual, minho sent you back. After such a long day you can’t wait to just take a shower and flop down on your bed.

Heading to the shower, you screamed at the sight of a bug.

Running to your phone you sent a SOS to minho,

‘THERE’S A BUG PLEASE COME BACK AND SAVE ME I DONT CARE WHERE YOU ARE’

Just 2 minutes later the bell rang. That was certainly a little fast, you thought to yourself.

Running to the door, you shouted ‘MINHO YA!’ Opening the door, you were surprised to see kyungsoo’s face instead. 

'Oppa, why you here ? Did your photoshoot end early? You didn’t text me back tho...’

‘Uh are you expecting someone? Minho?’

‘Oh right, speaking of which I dont need him now, let me drop him a text. Oppa come in and kill the bug for me please!!’ You dragged him right to your shower and stayed far away while he rid the bug for you.

After the bug extermination, you can’t help but sense something’s not too right with kyungsoo tonight.

Hoping to loosen his seemingly tense frame, you reached out to hug him

‘Thank you, for killing the bug’ at the same time flashing him your sweetest smile.

Sitting down and linking your arms in his on the sofa, you asked,

‘Oppa, do you have something to tell me? You don’t look particularly excited or happy to be here today’

Kyungsoo looked to you, and for a good while, did not say anything. Instead, breaking the body contact, he reached for the glass of water on the coffee table; gulping it down as if it was his courage portion.

‘I saw that picture. The one on instagram.’ 

Your heart stopped, a wave of guilt washed over you as you started to explain yourself

‘Ah that.. sorry oppa, it was a dare I had to do at the team dinner, I tried so hard to avoid it but I couldn’t say I was attached either.. ’

‘But the string of comments sure made it sound like you guys are the most popular ship in your school?’ Kyungsoo replied with distaste lacing his voice

It dawned on you that you had never shown minho’s picture to kyungsoo, perhaps that’s why he was so upset about this. He must have thought the guy in the picture was someone special to you that you never mentioned.

‘Oppa that’s actually Minho in the picture. And you know we are just really close friends.’

At this Kyungsoo looked a little stunned. You could tell he was in the midst of processing his thoughts as a frown started to form on his forehead.

‘I don’t really like you hanging out with minho.’ Kyungsoo blurted out 

Now, you didn’t really understand the situation. What’s with kyungsoo acting like a possessive boyfriend? 

‘You were always okay with minho and i hanging out. Why does us taking a picture change that ?’ You were a little irritated, you stood up and started raising your voice.

Seeing that you absolutely lost your cool, kyungsoo didn’t hold back either

‘y/n do you know how i felt looking at those comments?! I am not okay with the whole school thinking you both are together when you’re supposed to be my girlfriend!’, he got up from the sofa in frustration

‘Ya! Even if i am not friends with minho, I can’t always avoid such situations! Because i can’t tell anyone i’m attached, guys still hit on me and people think they can pair me up with random guys because they think i’m single! 

To me, they can think whatever they want but minho is just a friend. Oppa, shouldn’t you of all people understand this the most?’

‘You’re asking me to understand when minho actually looks your ideal type? And i never knew about it?’

You were caught off guard at this question. Your ideal type? Tall, well built, sporty , fun... Suddenly realising minho does fit the bill for your ideal type.

Though feeling a little bad now, you were not going to give in to this ridiculous argument. Your friendship with minho was on the line. 

‘My ideal type? If we wanted to get together, we would have long ago ok! Why would I get together with you then him?!’

You both stayed silent for a little while, turning your backs on each other at the peak of the argument. 

Calming down, you told yourself this could go on and on tonight, or you could just take a softer approach towards your boyfriend.

Out of love, you put aside your frustration and hugged him instead. Leaning into his chest, you didn’t know exactly what to say either. 

Dropping to his low voice, kyungsoo muttered ‘When I saw that picture, it felt like my nightmare came true. Every night i get worried that you would one day get tired of dating an idol.. Or even dating someone like me..’ 

You never knew kyungsoo felt this way, he was never particularly expressive in the relationship. You knew he liked you and genuinely cared for you, but you never knew he loved you this much. 

‘we don’t spend alot of time together but you always get to be with minho.. so much that people think you’re both attached..’

At this point, you saw through him. You came to understand the picture triggered his insecurities and manifested as jealousy. 

You pulled him back down on the sofa and started 

‘oppa, i cannot promise you people will stop misunderstanding minho and i, but i will be more careful to draw a clearer line in our friendship for you. 

and i never thought of minho as my ideal type or saw him in a way more than friends. i know it might not put you at ease hearing me say this, but can you trust me? 

I have been friends with minho for many years and have met many guys too. But it’s you for me ok?’ you held onto his arm and looked in his eyes saying this, hoping he sees what you feel for him.

Poking him at his little belly, you continued light heartedly

‘though you may not be the most attractive looking man out there...’ causing him to look up at you as you say it.

Giving him a peck on the cheek you continued

‘but you make me feel comfortable and special all at the same time. saranghae oppa, you’re the only one.’

At your words, he pulled you closer and rested his chin on your head, saying

‘ Though i still don’t feel the best about our situation and about minho, but i know we can’t help this.. Just promise to stay with me please’

Raising your pinky finger and turning up to face him,

‘ i promise you oppa!’

Linking your pinkies together, kyungsoo finally smiled back at you today and said

‘na do saranghae’ didn’t really turn out the way i thought it would for a jealousy story, haha. but still hope you enjoyed it!

on a side note, im thinking of doing this scenario for baekhyun too! i think his might be much easier to imagine, hahha. if you’re a baek fan please don’t expect too much tho! it won’t be as long as ksoo’s if i actually do it~

#do kyungsoo #kyungsoo #exo #exo d.o. #exo scenario #exo scenarios #kyungsoo scenarios #d.o. scenarios #kyungsoo jealous #fanfic #exo jealous #exo kyungsoo #exo fanfic #exo fluff

[thatsit-thatsthepost]

The Redfinch Seltzer Fic

I wrote this one for @celestial-rose-sky because she was sad and asked for redfinch content, and honestly I think this turned out pretty cute so y’all can read it too. I’m kinda getting back into the writing mood recently, so maybe more wordstuffs? no promises, tho.

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Finch Cortez could not talk about his feelings. Not seriously, anyway. The others knew this, and so they never pushed it when he seemed upset or even when he seemed happy. On this particular day the boys crowded Jacobi’s tables and scared off his customers, loudly asking for water - or in the case of Albert DaSilva, a glass of seltzer.

“The price don’t change just because you really really want it to, kid.” Jacobi huffed. “Two cents, ya know this.”

“Ugh, whatever, just give me a water.” The redhead rolled his eyes and waved Jacobi away dramatically, turning back to talk to Racetrack, who was - as usual - chewing at a cigar. He never lit the things, partly because he couldn’t afford to and partly because he knew he’d hate the taste, but he kept one in his mouth because he thought it made him look tougher than he really was. Finch watched this interaction and frowned. Every time Albert asked for a glass of seltzer, and every time he couldn’t afford it. He couldn’t save his money to save his life - not that there was much to save with their pitiful salary. But still, he seemed to really want that seltzer. An idea formed in Finch’s mind as he watched Albert look forlornly down into his glass of plain water. If Albert couldn’t save for his own seltzer, maybe Finch could do it for him. It wouldn’t be that odd, would it, to do something nice for a friend? It wouldn’t raise suspicion from the others? Not that there was anything to be suspicious of, Finch assured himself. He just thought Albert was nice. And friendly. And funny. And pretty. And strong. And he looked like he’d be a good kisser.

“Alright, boys, clear out of here! We’ve both got work to do! Go on, get.” Jacobi shooed them out in his usual booming voice and the newsies left, leaving half-empty water glasses and rings on the table from when they had forgotten to use the coasters.

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“Thanks.” Finch nodded at the man’s back as he strode off, counting up the coins he’d collected throughout the day. He was so close to almost there, half a days work more should do it. He slipped the money back into his pocket, adjusted his cap and continued to try and catch people’s attention, calling out headlines both made up and exaggerated. When he returned to the lodging house that night he was happier than usual, a fact that did not go unnoticed by the rest of the newsies.

“What’s up with ‘im?” Race nodded in his direction as he wandered past.

“Dunno. Good day, maybe?” Albert frowned down at his cards. Race may have been his best friend, but by god the boy was hell to play poker with.

“Eh, the headlines were worthless today.” Race shook his head, then grinned. “Read ‘em and weep, Al, because I gotcha with three kings.” Albert huffed and threw down his hand, a measly pair of fives at the forefront.

“Ya must’ve rigged it or something, I never win against ya.” He shook his head and stretched his arms overhead with a yawn. “Long day, I’m heading to bed.”

“Seeya.” Race watched him go, before turning back to his cards, shuffling the deck, and getting up to search for another person willing to play poker with no bets.

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“Meetcha at Jacobi’s at the usual time, yeah?” A week had passed since Finch had initially had his great idea, and Jack’s word from the morning repeated in his head. “Meetcha at Jacobi’s at the usual time, yeah?” Normally he looked forward to the weekly stint at Jacobi’s, but today eh was nervous, and the coins in his pockets felt particularly hot and heavy as he made his way over to the restaurant. Half the Newsies were already in there, draped over tables and chairs with their hats off. Finch skirted past them up to the counter where poor Jacobi was already filling glasses with water.

“Yeah, it’s comin’, it’s comin’.” He grumbled without turning around.

“Actually is like a glass of seltzer this time around.” Finch forced himself to speak as formally as he could.

“Christsakes, Albert, I told ya—“ Jacobi paused when he realised he was talking to the wrong newsie. “Pardon?”

“A glass of seltzer, please.” Finch repeated, pulling the money out of his pocket. Jacobi regarded it somewhat suspiciously, and Finch tried his best to look innocent. There was a tense moment of silence before Jacobi sighed and took the coins.

“Hold on, I’ll fill ya up your glass.” He handed it over the counter and Finch couldn’t help but grin.

“Gee, thanks Mr Jacobi.”

“Eh, get outta here, kid.” Jacobi waves him away and he turned to find Albert. It didn’t take long, what with his signature red hair. He was perched on the edge of the table, fiddling with that stick he loved to carry around, gently smacking it against his knees. Finch took a few steps towards him and realised his hands were shaking. He panicked, not wanting to spill, and upped his speed a little bit, slowing down once he reached the table. Albert barely looked up until Finch gently placed the glass beside him. He glanced down at it, then back up at Finch. “Getting water delivered now, am I?” He joked. “Well ain’t I the hoy-poloy.”

“Oh, uh, it ain’t water.”

“Well, what is it then? I can’t afford nothin but water.”

“It’s uhh, it’s seltzer.” Finch stuttered before Albert could continue. “You ask for it all the time we’re, uh, every time we’re in here, and I watch you sometimes, I mean, I see you sometimes, and I noticed that you never have much money, I mean, not that any of us do, but you I’m particular can’t really save it, I noticed. But I also noticed how much you like, how much you wanted that seltzer, so I thought hey, hey maybe it’d be nice for ya if I got you some. That’s all—“ Albert looked on as Finch sputtered out his reasoning. “—and ya make a joke of it but I still think it maybe upsets you because it’d upset me if I wanted something real bad and never got it and I don’t like seeing you real upset—“

“Wow.” Albert cut Finch off with a chuckle. “Didn’t know anyone thought that much of it. Since ya saved up and went and bought it an’ all, wanna share?”

“Huh?” Finch could barely believe it. “Share?”

“Yeah? Easy, see, just take it whenever ya want a sip.” Albert shrugged, and he looked as though he was about to say something else when Race interrupted their moment with a shout. He slid into place beside Albert and the two of them chatted away, and Finch was perfectly content to watch the way Albert talked, and glanced over occasionally to make sure Finch - and the seltzer, no doubt - was still there.

#newsies #boys being cute #redfinch #albert dasilva #finch cortez #racetrack higgins #newsies fic #redfinch stans come get y’all’s juice

[deliciously-yeeted]

I was in desperate need of some beel fluff, so i wrote some. As one does. Uh, ive never done this,(posting fanfic, i normally jus write small things for myself tbh😅) before so please have mercy lol

I hope ya like it though, it put a smile on my face so im hoping it does the same for you♡

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You started filling the hem of your shirt with snacks, as many as you could fit in the scrunched up fabric that is, a tired but playful grin on your lips, as you thought over what you planned to do, mentally prepping yourself.

Normally, you're not so bold about seeking out comfort and such, feeling shy about showing vulnerability...but today, ugh, today had you particularly worn down. You needed something, affection preferably. You'd settle for a warm bath and some melatonin if you had to. Though, you really didnt want too.

You were tired of self soothing all the time. And Asmos care packages could only help so much. But you knew how to make it all magically better. There was only one option in times like these .

You worked quickly, excitement bouncing around in your gut, making your hands a little shaky.

Having grabbed all you could you carry, you practically dashed from the kitchen. Your mind set on finding a certain big demon. Last you heard, he was headed to his room for a bit. You hoped he was still there.

When you finally reached his bedroom door, you found yourself in a tad bit of a pickle. Your eyebrows furrowed, the realization that you wouldn't be able to open the door making you frown at the closed door briefly. You cursed yourself slightly, for not thinking that far ahead. You forgot in all your excitement.

Briefly you considered trying to use you feet before dropping the idea. Guess you've got no choice.

Dang it! You felt kinda bummed that you'd be losing the element of surprise, but the grin soon returned, thinking about seeing Beel always you happy, regardless of the circumstances.

"Beeeeellllllllllll!" You called out, letting a bit of a whine into your voice, hey, who knows? Maybe it'd get him in front of you faster?? He tended to be on the slower side of answering his door, sometimes he simply didnt hear it. Especially if he was working out or watching tv.

Apparently, whining his name did not speed him up:(

You were about to call out again, worried he hadn't heard you, when the door clicked open. The mere sound making you feel slightly giddy. Your eyes snapping up to meet his briefly. You soaked in as many details of him as you could, without just straight ogling him, before flicking your eyes back up to meet his.

"Y/n?" He seemed pleasantly surprised, dressed in a black tank top and grey sweats (you were happy to see him wearing them, because while he looked like a whole ass meal in them, it also meant he had no plans of leaving the house tonight).

His eyes were quick to find the odd lumps wrapped up in your shirt, as well as the bit of tummy peaking out. The position you held your shirt in had caused the bottom of your stomach to show, something you had worried about on the way here, anxious about a different brother catching a glimpse of you. You could feel his stare burn against your skin, he was about to say something, but then his nose twitched, and his eyes fixed on your bundle of snacks instead.

-

Not that you minded his staring your stomach, not with Beel.

The others...maybe.

Your tummy was one of his favorite parts about you, he's hands finding their way under your shirt to touch and squeeze the soft flesh more often than not. Always gentle and non intrusive. I think he'd full on cry if he accidentally upset you somehow tbh.

Boy had absolutely no shame about it, once he learned you didnt mind much.

Especially when you seemed to be a bit shy about showing your stomach, with the others, or just in general. He made sure to let you know how much he loved your squish. Be it at RAD or just casually in the house.

The only person who ever raised a fuss over it was Mammon, although, he tended to fuss over everything you did anyways;; His protests did absolutely nothing to deter you or Beel, much to his dismay.

Sometimes, if Beel was hungry and needed a distraction or a quick 'pick me up', he'd scoop you up and just shove his face into your tummy. (Much like what I do with my cat when I'm bored and/or sad) Then he'd just hold you there until he absolutely had to let you down.

Relishing in the feel of your softness and you heart racing under your skin, fluttering so delicately under his lips, pressing his face against you was an instant mood lifter for him.

You loved it, a surprised but delighted laugh always ripping from your chest, almost subconsciously. You couldn't hide your happiness in his affections, not that you would want to (thats a lie, you cant help but be embarrassed at the end of the day by the intensive joy you felt whenever you looked at him). Which only seemed to motivate him even more, and soon each time he scooped you up, he'd kiss all over your tummy, making you giggle because it tickled, before hugging you close with a small sigh.

-

"I brought snacks, and some cuddles. So uhm, can I nap on you for a bit? 'M tired. Unless your busy or something..." you beam up at him, starting to hesitate toward the end, suddenly a little unsure.

"Pretty please?? I wont bug ya, I promise." You plead, pulling your best puppy dog eyes, shifting from one foot to the other nervously. His eyes widened as his brain processed what you said, and the cute sight in front of him. If he was being honest, it made his brain stop for a split second.

He chuckled at you and lifted you up by the back of your knees, holding you carefully to his chest, mindful of your full shirt. A small startled squeak coming from you as he did so, a sound he never got tired of hearing.

You glanced in the room as he closed to door, he had papers sprawled over the small coffee table in the middle of the room, and a few (you spotted more in the trash bin in the corner) empty food wrappers around his work space. He plopped down in front of the table again, taking only a few steps to reach it. You were kind of jealous, your short legs never being a fair match against his. Luckily he enjoyed carrying you, which solved that issue right quick.

"You can keep me company while I finish my homework." He says, shifting you into his lap and keeping a loose hold on your lower stomach, fingers splaying out to get a small feel of your exposed skin. Glancing around, you dont see belphies mop of hair in his bed, he was probably sleeping in the attic or the observatory, you quietly hum to yourself, abit happy to have Beel all to yourself for the moment. Shifting forward, Beels hands refusing to let you go and setting on your waist, you hold your shirt above the edge of the table, and let the snacks spill from your shirt before smoothing the garment back down, missing Beels frown as he looses sight of your tummy. Quickly moving to organize the snacks a bit, so that they were within reach and not scattered all over his papers and in the way.

"Thank you, your the bestest!!" You say, the dull ache in your arms more than worth the effort in your opinion.

You tilted your head back so you can look up at him. Making eye contact with him made your brain kinda just...mush. Your hands slowly squeezing his on your waist, lifting them so you move a bit.

You tore you gaze from his, before turning around and wrapping your arms around his nack and your legs around his torso,(like a koala in his opinion).

Scooting as close as you could get away with, (your not as stealthy as you give yourself credit for, he knows, he just too nice to tease you for it, and he doesn't want you to stop), so you could snuggle up to him and be comfy at the same time. Which wasn't all that hard to do with him, being the teddy bear he is.

Your eyes glazed over slightly, and you were distracted as you mind pulled your attention away.

Ah, you were in pure bliss, you could die happy like this~

You had grabbed plenty of snacks, being sure to vary in your choices, knowing Beel would like to have options, and hoping to be able to buy some extra time with him and a cute Beel smile as a reward for your effort. Tho, youd do it anyways.

Not that you'd ever admit to that. Nuh uh, no way. Unless he asked nicely, you'd give in embarrassingly fast if he ever did, the realization making your face heat up.

But...

Embarrassment be damned, youd never tell Beel 'No'.

He looks down at you, face going all blushy and soft at your slightly dazed and flushed expression. Your thoughts getting the best of you for a moment. Shaking your head slightly and letting out a resigned sigh.

"Of course you can," you snap out of it when he speaks up, looking up at him, quick to give him your full attention. "I love when you cuddle up with me, it helps me focus a bit. You didn't have to bribe me, though, as long as its you, my cuddles come free-" wrapping his arms around your shoulders, giving you a snug hug, he moves to continue. "Not that I'm complaining-" you cut him off, feeling slightly guilty about it. You were already flustered, and his sweet words weren't helping your predicament one bit. That was until your eyes actually focus on his face, oh sweet hell, hes so precious!!! Your heart thumps nearly painfully for a moment, nerves biting into your thoughts.

Your face was definitely beat red now, you could feel it at the tips of your ears even. Yet you refused to move, your eyes locked on his. A rare occurrence, one you could tell he was basking in, his eyes were glued to your face, studying it. His flush deepening slightly.

Squishing his cheeks and "shushing" him gently. Your basically cooing at him, to tired suddenly to care much about how your words or actions came off. The nervousness slipping away from your voice and movements. "Its not a bribe hun, I just felt like seeing you smile before I fell asleep on you. Heh, your smile is my goodluck charm for good dreams, ya know?" You tiredly rub his cheek with your thumb, eyes lit up happily and content. Giving him a small breathless laugh at the end.

He really did calm you down, your mind slowing down as the excitement started to fade, a fact you became overly aware of quite suddenly, your eyes feeling quite heavy now that you felt safe.

You yawned, your weariness catching up to you.

Beels quick to notice, taking note of the bags under your eyes. Dont worry, he'll make sure you get some good sleep, no bad dreams were gonna plague you on his watch. He glances over at the snacks you brought, unbelievably happy. Seeing you so cutely curled up to him, the fact that you brought him as much food as you could carry(a sight he nearly died from when he saw it) and your sweet sweet words, it definitely warmed his heart to say in the least.

He loved that you actually came to find him, just so you could cuddle. His adoration for you is bottomless, just like his hunger.

So, Beel wraps you inna big bear hug, pulling you closer and peppering the top of your head and face with kisses. He gives you a big grin, his eyes sparkling happily. "Nap, I'll wake you up when I'm done and we can hangout till dinner."

You tiredly nod, relaxing against him.

Grabbing a baggy of chips, he smooches your forehead, before tucking your face under his chin so he could munch, and see his work(not like that was much of an issue, beels a big boy after all👀), without completely covering the top of your head in crumbs (you'd told him you didn't mind, especially since he always ruffled your hair to get then out, and you loved that...but he still feels bad about it and tries to avoid it to some extent) and being able to rest his chin on top your head was just the cherry on top for him.

💗Happy beel mode activated💗

Sighing happily, you close your eyes. Beels cuddles making all your stress melt away, just like they always did. Slowly, you start to drift off, listening to the soft scratch of his pen as he starts to work and his deep breathing, letting it lull you into sleep.

I dont know why my brain wanted me to got all out on this. I literally jus couldn't stop tweaking with it. Imma post if before i decide to change it. Imma just conveniently forget i wrote this now, maybe ill like it more after a week or two... :/ also if theres any spelling or grammar issues plz tell me, its like 2am rn so im sure i missed something

#obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me! #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub obey me shall we date #soft #this is an entirely self indulgent writing #im not even ashamed #everyone needs beels cuddles in my opinion #also this is my first fanfic(?) ive ever posted #👉👈 imma b sad if other people dont also just wanna cuddle with beel #ack- im kinda nervous now #i just started writing cuz i was bored #no way in hell am i just gonna delete it either #obey me fanfic #beel headcanon #(?) im not good with tags #like at all #lmao

[jiminsheart]

Morning Burns | JJK

from this prompt list | masterlist

requested: yes | no

prompt: 47 w/ jjk

“You’re seriously like a man-child.”

genre: fluff. that’s it. just fluff - mentions of sex tho

words: 1489

warnings: mature themes, jk and reader have v healthy communication in their relationship

a/n: y’all im literally so pissed that my entire insensitive draft got deleted, you have no idea. i tried to post this so at least you had something to read and get my groove back on before i try to get started on insensitive again :( FML

moral of the story: don’t use microsoft word (T_T)

Although you two had already been dating for months, you’d never really gotten around to having sex yet. Sure, you thought about it – you did have eyes after all, and those chocolate abs were now all yours – and you did do other things, but every time you got close to it Jungkook would quickly back away.

You knew he had plenty of girlfriends before you, and with the way he worked your body it was clear he had more than enough experience. For a while it upset you, were you not good enough for him? It started to take a toll on you, shying away from him whenever he tried to take your clothes off or touch you.

At first, he didn’t seem to mind, taking it as you teasing him. But the longer it went on the more worried he got. Unable to take it anymore, Jungkook had approached you one day while you were watching a movie on his couch.

He stroked your leg, grabbing your attention. “Hey y/n, I have a question for you.”

“Hm?” You looked over to Jungkook, tilting your head.

“I’ve noticed you’ve been a little more distant lately, pulling away whenever we start to get intimate, was there anything bothering you?” Jungkook jumped straight in, desperately wanting to know what was running through your mind.

You looked down, “I don’t really know how to bring it up to you.”

Jungkook moved closer to you, draping his arm over you and pulling you into his chest. “It’s okay, y/n. You can tell me anything, I’m here to listen.”

Taking a deep breath in, you finally voiced your fears to him. “I’m just… just afraid that you don’t see me as attractive as some of your exes before. Honestly, I’m not feeling so confident in the sexual aspect of our relationship.”

“What?” Jungkook was shocked to hear those words come out of your mouth. Had he not been treating you properly? He tried to think of anything he’d done recently that would give you that impression, but Jungkook knew he was a very devoted boyfriend. “No, baby I love you. Why do you feel that way?”

“Then I just don’t understand why you always pull away just before we have sex.” There, it’s all out now.

Jungkook blinked at you, dumbfounded.

Then he blinked some more.

And again.

His mouth had started to look like an open flytrap before you finally spoke up again, having all the answers you needed.

“It’s okay, I get it. You don’t have to tell me.”

Jungkook shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck, feeling a little embarrassed. “I’ve just… never found anyone I felt comfortable enough in a relationship to do it with.”

“So, us?” Of course you didn’t want to push him into anything he was uncomfortable with, but you needed to know if he saw you seriously enough to want to share something so special with you in the future.

Jungkook tilted your face up to him, cupping your face in his hands and giving your nose a quick peck. “We’ll get there, baby, I know we will. Just give it a little more time.”

“Of course.” You nodded, acknowledging that he needed his own time to reach that level of comfort and trust with you. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier, now it just feels like I made a big deal of nothing.”

Jungkook rubbed his nose with yours, and you sighed at the overwhelmingly gentle gesture. “You’re not dumb y/n, we just needed to talk it through. Don’t ever apologize for feeling the way you do, I love you.”

Placing your hands on top of his, you returned the favor to his own nose. “Promise you love me?”

Oh and he did more than just promise. He used that oh so sinful mouth of his and showed you just how much he loved you.

Months passed, and Jungkook never failed to show you how much he appreciated you. Though you weren’t exactly insecure, after talking to your boyfriend about your thoughts on the relationship, you were more assured in your place in his life.

You were more than surprised when one night you walked into his dark apartment, all the lights turned off. Confused, you searched around for Jungkook - he’d invited you over to show you a new game he’d just gotten. Figuring he was probably busy playing a few rounds on his computer, you headed over to his bedroom using your phone as a flashlight, not wanting to turn on his lights if he’d purposely left them off..

When you opened the door, you gasped at the sight that greeted you, almost dropping your phone.

All around the room were mini candles and rose petals, casting the walls in a warm glow. Flower petals decorated the floor surrounding the bed, but the best part was the man lying on top of it.

Jungkook lay on his side with his head propped on his arm, naked chest exposed and grinning widely at you. The rest of his body was covered by his blanket, but judging from the slight tent just below, you could tell he’d been waiting a while for you.

“Jungkook! What is this?”

He sat up on the bed, motioning his arms for you to come to him. “You like it? I did this just for you, baby.”

You nodded at him, a little distracted by his chest. Laying your back against his chest, you asked, “But what’s it for?”

Jungkook pushed you down to lay on the bed, climbing on top of you and straddling you between his legs. “I wanted to make tonight special for us,” He whispered. He leaned down and started trailing kisses down your neck towards your chest. “For you.” Raising you up slightly, Jungkook pulled your shirt over your head. “Show you how much you mean to me.”

The rest of the night was spent with Jungkook pressing his love into you, showering you with kisses and words of affection under the candlelight. It was more than you could’ve expected, the gentleness of his hands as they caressed you, the little whispers of love he moaned int your skin.

When you’d woken this morning, his side of the bed was empty and cold but the smell of a burning pan wafted in through the door. You smiled, already knowing the sight awaiting you. Grabbing Jungkook’s shirt off the floor, you quickly slipped it on, ready to catch the lovely boy in the middle of an act you were sure would be endearing.

Stepping into the kitchen, you felt a smile tug at your lips at the sight in front of you. Your boyfriend was glaring down at the pan in front of him which held what you assumed was supposed to be an omelet. It looked more like the pan had taken half of the eggs as a second layer of blackened metal while the top half was still gooey.

Jungkook tugged at his hair, hand on his hip. His nose scrunched up in that way you always loved to tease him about, and his tongue poked out of his mouth slightly. You tried not to ogle his shirtless body as you walked up behind him and snaked your arms around his waist.

“What’s up, boo?”

Jungkook jumped at your voice, clearly having been lost in thought.

Spinning around so he could hold you tighter to his front, Jungkook pouted down at you. “I was trying to make eggs for you but I think it was too hot and burned them.”

You couldn’t help but to let out at a giggle at his expression. “So how do you get half burned, half raw eggs? The math doesn’t seem to add up there, baby.”

“y/n!” he whined, bouncing up and down. “I tried, okay? I was really trying to make you a breakfast you’d enjoy before you woke up but the stupid pan decided to be stupid and burn the stupid eggs.”

You raised an eyebrow at his antics. “You’re seriously like a man-child.”

Jungkook’s pout deepend. He lifted you up onto the counter behind you, stepping in between your parted legs. “Yes, and you love me because of it.”

“More like in spite of it,” you muttered under your breath.

“Huh?” Jungkook dove into your neck, tickling the sensitive skin there with his nose, holding you still by the waist as you tried to wiggle away. “What was that? I’m the love of your life? Well thanks y/n, you’re the love of my life too.”

You giggled, wrapping your hands around his shoulders and snuggled into his chest. “Yeah, okay, you’re the love of my life… I guess.”

You squealed as Jungkook wiggled his arms up the shirt and tickled your sides. 

“You guess, huh? Well I’ll just have to make sure you know it then.”

#jungkook fluff #bts scenarios #jungkook #bts imagines #mine #jungkook angst #jungkook smut

[littlemissvincentvega]

hii, how are you? I’m so happy your requests are opes now, this is my first time requesting anything so idk but i really wanted something with Vincent or Mr orange, where him and the reader have an argument about their job and how dangerous it is and they’re worried. I hope you have a nice day byee

hey baby im good thanks! :) omg im hit in the feels after writing this tho i am so sorry in advance ksdjskldjasSKLDJA i love this idea though thank you so much i hope u like it!!! :) stay safe xxx

You stand there, arms folded across your chest. “You’re seriously not gonna even have a conversation with me about this?”

Vincent continues to tie his tie in the mirror, not once looking at you. Not even through the reflection. In fact, it didn’t even seem like he was listening to you. “I’m cool with a conversation, but I know how this shit goes. It won’t be a conversation. It’ll be you layin’ into me and whinin’ about this & that.”

Feeling yourself well up, you press your trembling lips together. Still, he doesn’t even give you so much as a glance.

“You want to eat? You want to be able to live comfortably?” he goes on, fumbling about with his tie, neck craned forward. “You gotta accept that I have to go out and work.”

Your folded arms go a little limp and you feel your heart sink, like it’s a balloon and someone is slowly sucking the air from it. Deflating you. “Okay,” you reply, voice barely louder than a whisper. 

Satisfied with his tie, Vincent shrugs on his black work jacket and runs a hand through his greasy hair. He turns around, just about to ask you how he looks, and clocks you. Shit. The man was sometimes just so oblivious to how his words affected other people, and he was so used to bickering with Jules that more often than not his attitude wasn’t great in times like these. “Baby,” he sighs, stepping over to you. The second he’d realised you were upset it was like a wave of sheepishness had taken over; he walked with his tail between his legs. “C’mere.” 

You let him wrap his arms around you, pulling you into a secure hug, and he presses a long kiss to the top of your head. “Listen; I’m sorry,” he says quietly, resting his chin atop your head. “I’m real sorry, honeybunch. It’s-- I just can get a little... overwhelmed. There ain’t a lot I can do about my job, y’know?”

You nod, face pressed against his chest.

“I know it’s ‘cause you care... I appreciate it. You know that?”

Another nod, and you sniffle back a few tears. “It’s hard on both of us.”

“That’s what she said, baby.”

You reach up and pinch the bridge of your nose, trying to hold back a smile. He was a literal man-child. Watery eyes half-lidded, you look up at him. “You know what I mean, asshead.”

He studies your features. “Sure I do.”

“Just... be serious for a second,” you tell him, taking his tie in your hands and fumbling about with it. “I’m just so scared that something-- you know.” Gaze rises to meet his baby blues. “In case something happens to you and I--”

“--lose me?” He finishes your sentence for you, his own features soft & vulnerable (which was a lot for him, he wasn’t like that with anyone else). “Baby, listen here. You ain’t gonna lose me, a’right? And if you do, at my funeral you can say ‘I told you so’. How’s ‘at sound?”

“Don’t talk about your funeral, Jesus Christ. I don’t wanna think about that,” you sigh, prodding him in the chest. “Just please make sure you find a phonebox and give me a few calls? I really don’t wanna sit here and make myself sick with worry like last time. Vince, please.”

The hitman holds your gaze for a few moments, sincerity in his eyes. “I will.” He checks his watch and hums, “Shit-- I’m gonna be late. Alright, baby, I gotta run. I’ll see you tonight, okay? I promise. One hit for Marsellus, then I gotta take his lady out in the evenin’. But I’ll be back, I promise.” His voice is soft, and he brings a warm hand to your cheek, brushes his thumb across it. “I love you, okay?”

“I love you too.”

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