#we caught up until like 3am

[devilish-hizumi]

#tell me you need sleep badly without telling me ww #after work hours #I may or may not be still a little hungover #we caught up until like 3am #the beast #Hizumi #Ryo #Közi #hollowgram #NUL. #D'espairsRay

[mrs-illyrian-baby]

Welcome Home | Azriel x Cassian x Female Reader | One shot 3k

After a mission away your bat boys return to the comfort of home and their beautiful mate. The three of you have a lot of catching up to do, but first, a bath.

Warnings: 18+ sexual content & language, slight d/s themes, pet names, dirty talk, wing play,p in v, anal, dp, bath sex, shower sex.

Divider by @firefly-graphics & @reveriesources

Cassian - Can Yaman, Azriel - Avan Jojia images from Getty.

Created for @polyacotarweek prompt 2 - comfort

Masterlist | Poly Fics | Azriel | Cassian

Azriel and Cassian had been gone for a week this time, somewhere unknown, they had left from the roof of the House of Wind, their Illyrian leathers freshly polished.

You’d waved them off, tears in your eyes, unsure of when you would see your.boys again. 

But tonight was the night, as the candles that decked the corridors of the House had extinguished behind you, swirling shadows had tangled at your feet, whispering to you. Now it wouldn't be long until their Master was beside you as well. 

The clock on the mantle ticked around to 3am when Cassian finally cracked open the door to your rooms. Slowly, inching into the dark room, his wings caught on the door as they dragged tiredly behind him. 

Azriel followed, dropping his own pack to the floor and kicking off his boots as quietly as possible. 

“Sweetheart?” Cassian called softly, while Azriel’s shadows spread out, disappearing into the gloom in search of you. 

Creeping up the side of the chaise like ivy, they reached your shoulder and curled around your ear, tickling you awake. 

You'd tried to stay awake, slumped on the sofa, waiting for them, until sleep overtook you, lulling you down into the crouched position they found you in now, curled in on yourself. 

“Boys?” you mumbled, sleep still clinging to you even as you tried to drag your eyes open, “You’re home.”

Cassian smiled, kneeling in front of you and cupping your cheeks in his hands and kissing you on the forehead. “We’re home, sweetheart, all in one piece.” 

“Are you hurt? Do you need anything?” Your brain slowly kicked into gear, worry clouding your joy at the General’s return, hands running up his arms to feel for any bandages. “Is Azriel with you?” 

“I’m here, baby, and we’re safe and well.” He ran a hand up your bare arm and then kissed you too, quickly and chastly before pulling back to run his eyes over you, checking that you too were well, fed and happy. 

“Good, my boys,” you reached both hands out, touching their cheeks in turn and pulling them to you, “are you sure you don’t need anything?”

“We’re just dusty and muddy. I could do with a wash and I really want to kiss you again right now.” Cassian laughed, sitting back on his heels so he could look at you properly. 

His head was heavy with what looked like caked mud, his usual long waves weighed down in limp grey tendrils around his face. Even the little lines of his cheeks and eyes seemed to be picked out with it. You leaned down, your lips fitting against his perfectly, as if you were made to kiss each other forever. Despite his clothes and the dust settling on the carpet, his lips were soft as they moved over yours, picking up where he left off when you said goodbye.

Azriel hadn’t fared any better, but he was quietly watching you, those hazel eyes of his roving over your own body, making sure you were safe too. 

Reluctantly, you pulled away. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” You sat up, pushing your blanket to the floor. Cassian kicked it away and Azriel scooped you up into his arms.

You ran your hands into his hair, picking out debris with a laugh. Even their leathers was filthy, the white dust of limestone shining against the pitch black leather.

“What happened to you?” You lay your head against his shoulder and began fiddling with the straps of his armour as he led the way to the large bathing room. 

“Best not to ask,” Cassian grumbled, “Blame Lucien if you have to blame someone, setting fires and cracking walls. We all got showered in it. You can imagine how upset Rhys is!” He chuckled. 

You giggled too, remembering Rhy’s face the last time his pristine suit got dirty. Azriel jostled you in his arms, “he was very upset.” 

Cassian rolled his eyes, turning into the bathing room and letting his wings flare a little, dust and debris falling from between them too, the veins and creases of his delicate wings filled with soot. 

“You two should rinse off before you get anywhere near the tub,” you pointed at the cubicle in the corner of the bathing room. You’d asked Rhys for one after he’d had a similar thing specially commissioned for Nesta, it stopped your beautiful sunken tub from getting filled with mud and dust after your boys got back from training, missions, daily life - how they managed to get so dirty just existing was beyond you. 

As an incentive you began unbuckling Azriel’s leathers further, letting them drop to the floor, before you could turn to help Cassian too the male was behind you, his hands on your hips. 

“Are you going to join us?” He hummed in your ear, the feel of his chest vibrating against your back, his powerful arms surrounding you sent heat straight to your core. 

“It’ll be very lonely without you, baby.” Azriel’s hands were on you now too, pulling up the sheer nightgown you’d worn, hoping for this very moment when two sets of battle weary hands would strip you back out of it. 

“There she is,” Cassian’s hands moved up from your stomach to cup your breasts, your nipples hardening. Azriel bent forwards, latching his lips onto one nipple and then the next, flicking and teasing them until they ached. 

You let your head drop back against Cassian’s chest as Azriel moved lower, kissing down your stomach until he knelt on the floor at your feet. Scarred hands ran up your legs, his thumbs tickling the inside of your thighs, tantalisingly close to wear your silk underwear clung to your slick folds. 

His hooked his fingers into the band of your underwear and stopped there, staring up at you. 

Cassian’s large hand crept up over your sternum and wrapped loosely around your throat, holding your head back. Despite his gentle hold your breath stuttered out of you. 

“Good girl, ask him nicely if he’ll take them off for you.” 

He let go, only enough for him to use his thumb on your chin to tilt your head down to look at the famed Illyrian warrior, his wings spread out around him, his eyes glowing in the faelight. 

“Puh-please take them off, Az.” 

He began sliding them down your legs, carefully lifting your feet in turn and then throwing them behind his back. 

As he stood he let his fingers dance up between your legs, barely skimming over the slick that stuck your thighs together, before laying his hand over Cassian’s and claiming your mouth. 

“We missed you so much,” Cassian crooned, pressing wet kisses up the side of your neck, “couldn’t wait to get home to our little sweetheart.” 

Your heart was pounding, the thick heat of the streaming bathroom only making your body slicker and hotter. Cassian sucked your ear lobe between his teeth, worrying the delicate flesh until your knees buckled and Azriel had to take your weight, sliding his thigh between your sweat slick legs.

“Shower-” you moaned brokenly, trying to get Azriel to step backwards under the rainforest showerhead. He relented, allowing the hot water to drip from his hair like summer rain. “Let me - ugh - wash you.” Every word was a struggle against the on-slaught of pleasure from both warriors. 

Cassian moved away, the loss of his body heat sending goosebumps flaring over your skin. Behind you the sound of water splashing into the enormous tub filled the room. 

Azriel stepped away too, lifting his face into the water and rubbing his hands over his face. You followed, wrapping your arms around his waist and allowing your hands to find the sensitive spot where his wings met his back. 

“What are you doing, baby?” His gaze snapped down, sending water flying. 

“Let me wash you,” you pouted, two scarred hands cupping your cheeks as he kissed the pout from your lips. But then he turned, kneeling on the floor of the shower so you should reach him. 

The lavender soap was slippery in your hands, filling the shower area with its sweet, floral scent. 

You began with his shoulders, rubbing the knots away with your thumbs and then sliding your hands over his shoulders, suds revealing hints of the detailed tattoos that hid beneath, fingers brushing over the hard nubs of nipples before squeezing the soft muscle of his pecs playfully. 

Cassian, hair now slicked back from face, stepped behind you in turn, guiding your hands back to Azriel’s shoulders. 

“Just - here,” he nuzzled into the soft spot below your ear, moving your hand between Az’s wings and then pressing. 

In front of you Azriel moaned, a deep sound that bounced off the tiles and vibrated up your legs. Cassian chuckled behind you and pressed again. 

“Wicked, both of you, wicked, teasing -” he stood and turned, crowding you back against Cas until all three of you were in the corner of the shower, kissing and laughing while Azriel tickled up your sides. 

“Hmm, time for the bath I think,” Cas wrapped his arms around you, reaching for Az. 

“I agree,” you nodded, breathless. 

Tearing yourself away from their searching hands and hungry kisses, you added a large squeeze of bubble bath to the filling tub. You barely had time to turn around again before Cassian hauled you into his arms and kissed you.

“Fuck, I missed you, baby, you’ll stay with us in the bath, right?” His hazel eyes, so full of lust just moments before, were clouded with something else too, a fear, a need to be close. 

“How can I say no to you, Cas?” You looked down into his gorgeous face, clean now after his quick shower, glowing in the steamy room.

“Good,” Az sighed into your ear, the feeling of his shivering shadows creeping up your legs and around your waist. 

Surrounded, you were entirely surrounded by them and it was exactly where you needed and wanted to be. Between your boys, safe and loved and close, just the three of you in the sanctuary you’d created. 

“Good!” Cassian echoed, climbing into the overflowing water.

“Cassy!” You giggled, sloshing the water as you both got comfortable before Azriel climbed in too. 

The tub was enormous, large enough for both males and their impressive wingspans, but you crowded together anyway, needing to feel them. You leaned forwards and pressed a chaste kiss to Azriel, revealing in the contrast of his cold shadows on your cheeks and his warm, full lips gently parting your own. 

Cassian’s grip on your hips tightened, “where are you going?” he tugged you back into his lap and nuzzled kisses into your neck. “I’ve gotta feel you, baby,” he hummed, settling your hips directly over his so you could feel the hard length of his arousal between your legs. 

Gods you’d missed this, the way your pulse raced and your body reacted for them. Your legs falling further open and your hips grinding back against him.

“Fuck, sweetheart, we can’t flood the bathroom again,” Azriel groaned, remembering the last time the three of you had taken a bath together, the whole floor had been soaked within minutes, soap and suds dripping out of the floor length open windows into the jasmine scented sky. 

“Just - let me -” he nipped gently at your shoulder, “feel you then.” You never could resist when he turned on his puppy dog eyes, how could you when they were so full of want and desire and the tip of his cock was nudging between your legs in that sinful way. 

You knew exactly what he wanted and you needed it too, reaching between you, you took hold of his hard cock and lined him up against your entrance, sinking down slowly. The first inch was always the hardest, his thick head stretching you, the pressure against your clit so sudden and delicious you could barely keep your eyes open. 

And then you felt Az’s shadows on your cheeks again and you opened your eyes to meet his, dark with lust and need while he watched you sink back down into Cassian’s lap with a gasp. 

Open mouthed, you gasped harder, feeling him so deep inside of you after so long was a welcome shock. 

“You look so beautiful like this, sweetheart.” Azriel’s voice was a low purr, each word punctuated by his shadows skittering over your skin, dancing between the dappled candlelight. 

“Az-” you moaned, leaning back against Cassian once more, ever your rock in this sea of pleasure. 

“That’s a good girl,” he whispered into your ear, soft and low, “taking me so well, taking such good care of me.” He pressed a kiss behind your ear, hands squeezing your hips. “But I think Azzie is lonely over there.” He tipped your chin back up to look at Azriel again, one arm resting on the tile surround, the other under the bubbles, his arm moving slowly as he pumped his cock. “Why don’t you keep him company?” 

Azriel met you searching hand with his own scarred palm, lacing your fingers together and drawing you closer. With a whimper you allowed Cassian’s cock to slip free, instantly feeling lost and empty without his firm, grounding presence. But Azriel was quick to help, situating you on his lap, knees spread wide around his hips and the wide head of his own cock nudging against your entrance. 

He swiped a hand over your forehead, beads of sweat forming from the heat of the bath, down your cheek and neck, his thumb pressing up just a little as it brushed under you chin. It was like you couldn’t breath, taking in his gentle touch, the caress of his hand over your nipple and down your side before he corsetted your waist with his fingers. And then you were lowering on to him too, taking every delicious inch that he had to offer. 

“You feel heavenly, baby,” he whispered, nosing at your jaw and nipping at your throat while you rolled your hips. “Would be a shame not to share you.” 

The water swirled around you both and Cassian’s scent heightened as he drew closer, his hands over Azriel’s at your waist and then dipping lower, lower, tracing the dip at the small of your back and slipping under the water to cup the round swell of your bottom. Massaging and pressing, his fingers touching the delicate skin that stretched so tight around Azriel’s length and then pulling back to circle the your tight pucker. 

“This okay, sweetheart?” He breathed and the feel of his lips on your cheek, Azriel’s on your shoulder, their bodies slick and hard and wanting surrounding you had you whimpering again, clinging to them. You’d take everything they would give you, every touch, every kiss and every inch. 

“Yes - yes - Cassian - please.” You begged, letting your head fall back against him, that familiar movement, that let you feel safe in his arms, that let you gasp and shudder as he pressed inside, knowing they would keep you here on the precipice of pleasure. 

“Fuck-” he brought his other hand around your chest, pulling you tight against him, cupping your breast in his large palm. “You’re perfect - perfect.” He grunted, a second finger joining the first and your mouth fell open in a silent shout. 

“Gods damn, Cassian, I can feel you.” Azriel shut his eyes, leaning into your chest and laving at your free nipple, he sucked the stiff nub into his mouth and worried it with his teeth, breathing heavily through his nose in his efforts to stay still. 

You could feel Cassian’s answering smirk on the cooling skin of your shoulder and then, just as suddenly, deep inside where he curled and spread his fingers. 

“Cassie,” you whined, shifting down into the full feeling, trying to move yourself while trapped between the two Illyrian males and finding no give in their embrace. “Please.” 

You didn’t need to beg further because Azriel took up your cause, barking at Cassian to hurry up before he embarrassed himself. His fingers were gone in an instance, replaced by the blunt, wide head of his cock and then - “Cass-” his name was punched from your lungs, leaving you breathless and floating between them. But they didn’t move. 

Together, you soaked in the bubbles for a few minutes, connected again after so much time apart, each intake of breath making them shift inside of you, sending sparks of heat across your skin. They were here, with out, safe and unharmed. 

 The aching of their initial thrusts gave way to a deep, dull, yearning for more. You clenched around them, trying to stay still but finding it increasingly difficult to stop your body moving, it was drawn to them, needing to feel them moving and loving you as much as they needed to hold you.

Azriel pulled away from you and opened one eye. “Baby, you need to stay still.” His soft, sleepy voice rolled over your skin, igniting your need further, he had fallen as deeply as you, hypnotised by the flickering candles, your combined scents and the closeness that you all craved. 

“Az, I can’t,” you cried, biting into his shoulder to stop your moans as your hips found the perfect pressure, “I missed you both so fucking much.” 

You hooked one arm around his shoulder and the other behind you to tangle in the messy of Cassian’s curls. 

“Fuck,” Cassian grunted, “I’m trying to be good here, don’t wanna make a mess like last time” He chuckled thrusting up anyway, the water swirling around the three of you and spilling over the sides of the tub and across the pearlescent tiles. 

“I don’t care, I don’t care, I just need you, please, fuck, I can’t wait anymore.” Frantically, you moved your hands and kissed Azriel roughly before turning your head to capture Cassian’s lips too. 

“Okay,” Azriel smiled, a secret smile that only you and Cassian ever saw, “but remember you asked for it.”

He gripped your hips again, fingers bruising tight on your hips, and thrust up, chasing his release. 

“Fuck, Azriel,” Cassian groaned behind you, biting into your shoulder and starting to move in contrast to Az. 

“I love you,” you moaned, eyes closed, lost in bliss. “I love you both so much.” Your climax hit you like an arrow, your whole body clenching around them as your walls fluttered, drawing them ever closer to their own release. 

“Love you too, Sweetheart.” 

“Love you, Baby.” 

They growled in unison cumming hard, Azriel bent his head back into your chest, nipping at the soft swell of your breast. Cassian dug his fingers into your waist, pulling you down onto them one last time. 

You stayed there, sandwiched between them, matching smiles on your sated faces, until the water went cold and the bubbles faded. 

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[taeyeonschild]

《sleeping apart, after a fight || maknae line ver.》

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pairing: maknae line (separate) x gn!reader

genre: i dunno, you tell me. (fluff? angst?? SMUT??!?? no it’s not smut dw😌)

contains: exactly as it says in the title

warnings: !!!uncomfortable couch!!!

A/N: idk what i’m doing, any more than you do. why did i choose to write this? i have no clue 🤷‍♀️

on a completely unrelated note: here’s a song i’m obsessed with right now

hyung line | maknae line

Han

He watches as you grab your pillow and blanket from the bed, then angrily stomp into the living room.

When he hears the door slam, he sinks to the ground in a sigh.

He sits there, in silence for a few minutes, just to calm himself down, before anxiously tiptoeing into the living room, and approaching you.

“How about, I take the couch, and you go take the bed? I know your mad at me, and I feel bad, but I’d feel way worse if you wake up tomorrow with a sore back from this couch.”

You silently agree, while getting up from the couch to hand him the pillow and blanket.

“We’ll talk tomorrow morning?”

You reply with only a nod, too tired and overwhelmed to do much else.

The bed is a lot more comfortable than the couch, it’s a good thing you have a boyfriend who cares enough to make that trade for you.

An hour later, Jisung is still lying on the couch, staring up at the ceiling. It's not comfortable at all, and he can feel every spring poking into his back. He rolls around, doing anything he can to try to get comfortable, but it is no use.

“Gah!”

He groans quietly to himself, and he eventually picks himself up off of the couch and walks to the bedroom.

A strong arm wraps around your waist. Still angry, but you don’t fight it.

“The couch is uncomfortable. I’d rather be here with you. I love you”

In the morning the fight is forgotten, and all is well in quokkaville.

Felix

He can’t sleep without you.

He’ll lay alone in the guest bedroom for an hour or two, scared to anger you more.

At 3am he finally sneaks into the bed beside you.

(If you’re asleep, he will quietly climb under the covers, and wrap you in his arms, very careful not to wake you up.)

If you are awake he just sits there, looking at you.

His hand gently rubs up an down your shoulder.

You are stubborn, and refuse to face him.

“Y/n i’m sorry… okay?”

“I forgot our date I know, I’ve just been so caught up with work… and I know that’s not an excuse, it’s my fault for forgetting. but I promise it won’t happen again, my love. I’m so sorry”

He practically begs you to forgive him

“Please darling… forgive me. I love you, and I can’t stand you being angry at me. I’ll do anything to make it up to you. I’ll take you out tomorrow, and the day after, and every day after that. I’ll never forget a date again. I’ll even take friday off of work, and we can spend the whole day together!”

He rambles on and on, just trying to convince you to look at him.

But he stop’s suddenly when he sees your shoulder shake slightly, and he hears a sniffle.

“Oh god, oh no. Are you crying? Y/n I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to!”

He holds your waist tightly and kisses your neck, doing anything he can to comfort you.

“i just feel like, i’m not a priority anymore. we haven’t gone out in a month.” you speak through sniffles, and choked sobs.

“No no no! Y/n you are always my number one! I’ve just been really busy with this new comeback, i haven’t had much time to think about really anything else. But i’m sorry, truly. I never want you to feel unloved. You are, and will always be, the most important thing to me, my love.”

He hugs you, and rocks you slowly off to sleep. All is well, all is forgiven, all there is, is love, between you.

Seungmin

“I’m done!! I’m sleeping in the guest room. We’ll finish this tomorrow!” you finally snap, then storm out of the living room.

Stubborn x equally as stubborn, is your relationship trope. You both know that this fight won’t end, until one of you puts your pride aside, to start the apologies.

Tonight, you refuse to be that person.

The guest bedroom is cold and lonely, you spend the whole night wondering how Seungmin is doing… He’s probably having a fantastic time in the big bed all to himself…

Your prediction couldn’t be any less correct.

Seungmin is eating himself up inside with guilt, he can’t sleep any more than you can.

Part of him is glad that you aren’t in the same room, since he always wants to appear strong infront of you. He would never want you to find him weak and crying like he is now..

The night is long, and uncomfortable, and cold, and neither of you can sleep.

After an hour or so, of suffering, Seungmin gives into the pain, and knocks on the guest bedroom door.

Angrily, you ignore him, but he enters anyways.

You look like a mess, your hair is a rats nest from hoe much you’ve tossed and turned, your face is all red and puffy from crying.

Without speaking, he crawls into the bed beside you, wrapping his arms around your torso.

He gives you no space to refuse, but it’s not like you’d want to anyways…

“Let’s just stop fighting. I love you. Goodnight y/nnie”

Jeongin

“I’m sleeping on the couch tonight”

His disappointed, quiet tone, hurts you even more that it would’ve if he had yelled it.

Before you have any time to rebut, he leaves the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

“Jeongin!!” he ignores your call.

He sets up the couch to the best of his ability, but it is anything but comfortable.

He lays in silence staring at the ceiling for what feels like an eternity, till he hears your footsteps echo down the hall.

Your sniffles break him, but he wants to remain strong. He knows that looking at you will break him, so he pretends to be asleep.

You kneel beside him, on the floor, and gently stroke his arm.

“Innie?”

He doesn’t reply initially, keeping his eyes closed to stay in character. But hearing your sniffles breaks him.

“Yeah?”

“Please come to bed. We don’t have to talk, we can stay on opposite sides of the bed. I just need you with me.” you beg.

Hearing this hurts him. He tries his hardest to avoid eye contact, knowing that he will instantly forgive you, if he even so much as looks at your face.

“Okay, i’ll come. I just need some time. We’ll talk tomorrow, alright?”

He then gets off of the couch, slowly walking to the bedroom. He climbs into his side of the bed, and you follow after.

You lay, facing away from eachother. Both wide awake, and unable to sleep.

There’s no way to prevent the tears that fall from your eyes, and you begin to choke back sobs. You try your best to stay quiet, to allow Jeongin peace and quiet. But of course, he can hear you.

As much as he wants to pretend he’s asleep, he feels bad seeing you like this. It’s clear that the guilt is eating you up inside, and it’s making him feel even worse.

Carefully, he wraps his arm around your waist, and you can feel his breath on your neck.

“Sshhh, lovely.. It’s okay. I am mad, but we’ll figure it out tomorrow. I still love you. Now go to sleep”

#Spotify #kpop #stray kids #stray kids reactions #stray kids imagines #skz x reader #han jisung #jisung x reader #lee felix #felix x reader #seungmin #seungmin x reader #jeongin #jeongin x reader #what

[scary-lasagna]

I LOVED THE VAMPIRE POST SMM. So like would Liu, EJ, BEN and Jeff let their vampire s/o bite them and drink their blood?

Homicidal Liu

Liu is squeamish when it comes to blood due to his past trauma of obvious reasons.

And even with a high pain tolerance, he wouldn't voluntarily allow himself to be bitten.

Many risks come with the first bite; An artery could be sliced, blood infection, too much blood loss, you hate the way his blood tastes so therefore you will hate him forever.

That last one was just Liu's imgaination running wild, but all together it's pretty risky.

He might offer a test bite, not a full chomp, but a little nibble on his arm to see how it feels. A pinprick was all he could describe it as.

But he quickly backed out once he caught wind of the blood trickling down his arm.

He might allow a second attempt, but not anytime soon. 

Sully, however, is a different story. He would let you drink this body dry, and force Liu forward in the middle of it just to be a sadistic asshole. 

Either way, they're both willing to try at least once.

Eyeless Jack

Jack doesn't think that you would enjoy his blood very much.

Much like the liquid that seeps from his eye sockets, his blood has a tar-like consistency. 

It wouldn't go down easy, and if your body rejects it since it's not truly 'blood', it won't come back up easy either.

Ultimately, Jack says no due to your safety. It just too big of a risk for Jack to feel comfortable letting you take a bite out of him.

Jelly donuts are better, anyway. Especially at 3am while everyone else is asleep.

BEN

BEN will act tough and dominant up until it's actually time for you to bite him.

He'll get squirmy and find excuses to delay the inevitable now that he's talked the big talk and agreed to do it.

You'll of course call him out on it, and will nervously sit down and away from his stack of DS games that he wanted to organize alphabetically. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" You ask him, with a comforting hand on his knee.

"Yeah.." Ben sighs and rubs the back of his neck with a nervous tic. " I'm just afraid it'll hurt or I make a weird noise or something." He chuckles lightly.

"We can start, and if you want to stop we can and I won't judge you for it." You reassure. "Or we can do blood lettings which doesn't involve biting."

"It's that like plague doctor shit, though?"

"Well yeah but it doesn't invol-"

"Just take a bite, babe."

He trusts you with all of his heart. And he lets you take a bite.

And yes, he does make a weird sound.

Jeff

Oh hell yeah, fucking go for it.

No questions asked.

Jeff thinks it's hardcore, and frankly, he's not experienced enough to know the dangers of blood letting or blood biting. He just thinks your hot and that you wanna bite him.

And honestly? Go for it. He's probably got a few diseases lurking in there but you're immortal so it doesn't affect you.

He would urge you to keep going even after he feels light headed, just ot see how long he can stay awake.

Jeff can be an extremely convincing individual, but do not trust him.

He can and will pass out and then you will have to call Eyeless Jack and explain everything to him.

He will not be happy.

Jeff will try to kiss him thinking that he's you.

And then Jeff will get swatted away and start crying out of rejection 

#soryr if there's any inconsistencies #it's been a hot minute #creeepypasta #creepypasta x reader #vampire!y/n #vampire!s/o #ben drowned x reader #jeff the killer x reader #jeff x reader #ben x reader #eyeless jack x reader #liu woods x reader #homicidal liu x reader #sully x reader #creepypasta #y/n #jeff the killer x y/n #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagines #creepypasta blog

[sweetfushi]

hii! i just saw the mha men as girl dads thing and it was so cute😭😭🥹

could i request the same concept except maybe they’ve returned from patrol very late at night and saw their little baby asleep (or awake, take your pick✨) at the front door waiting for them?

thank you 🩷

SYNOPSIS. returning to find their child waiting for them.

TAGS. dabi, tamaki, mirio x reader, established relationship, fluff, mentions of blood, burns and scars.

NOTES. hello hello! i’m so glad you enjoyed it 😭 your request made my heart flutter and i really enjoyed writing this (baby fever was seriously activated) <3

dabi:

— He’s drenched in rainwater, another’s blood and decorated with a couple of new slashes. None too deep, but still ones to be cautious of. He steps through the front door with a groan, and considering it’s 3am, he’s surprised to find the hallway light still on. When he hears a soft snore, his heart skips a beat and he tenses, only to glance over at the bottom of the stairs to find his three-year-old son dozed off.

— Dabi takes a moment to process the preciousness of the moment, the stinging from his scars barely felt amongst the warmth in his chest. He smiles faintly, a very subtle expression, kicks his boots off on the doormat and picks the boy up. “You idiot. You know I don’t come home until late,” Dabi mumbles, huffing out a sigh. He could’ve caught a cold like this, or have a sore neck from his sleeping position.

— “You’re here,” you whisper from the top of the stairs. Dabi’s gaze is quick to find your face, admiring your disheveled hair, tired eyes and sleep attire. “He insisted he’d welcome his Dad home from his mission. He’s been down there all night,” you chuckle softly, heart fluttering when Dabi ascends the stairs and presses a kiss to your neck, wrapping his free arm around you. You take note of the blood on his arm and give him a look of annoyance, one he knows to acknowledge by heading into the bathroom for you to patch him up.

tamaki:

— It’s almost midnight when Tamaki comes home. The second he walks in, he's quick to lock the door behind him carefully. He’s panting from exertion but evidently calmer now that he's home, carefully pulling his shoes off just as he hears a small, sleepy whine. He looks over to the coat rack by the door to find his two-year-old daughter sleeping under it. However, from the sound of the door locking, she’s already starting to flutter her eyes open.

— “Papa!” she gasps once her vision focuses. She scrambles to her feet, almost tripping as she dashes towards him and jumps into his embrace. He’s quick to catch her and hold her tight with a small gasp, hesitant from all the blood on his hero suit. “Hey, what are you doing up so late?” he whispers, patting her back. “Where’s mama?” His daughter goes into a long rant about how you're already asleep and how she's been waiting for over three hours, sitting by the door with her snacks beside her.

— Tamaki lets out a breathy laugh, ruffling her hair. "Determined to welcome me?" She nods frantically. "Well now that you have, I think we need to get you to bed." But by the time he says that, she's already asleep, head resting on his chest and her sleepy whines starting up again. Tamaki smiles contently, rubbing her back as he walks up the stairs, into your room and places his daughter down to sleep before getting ready for bed himself.

mirio:

— It's not too late when Mirio returns, about 10PM, but he's still careful when locking the door and pulling his shoes off. He makes his way into the kitchen to wash his hands, only to see you and his daughter sat at the dining table, anxious expressions painting your faces (or however anxious of an expression a five-month-old can muster). The moment he steps foot into the kitchen, you notice him, holding your daughter in your embrace as you speed-walk towards him.

— "Oh my God, love, are you alright? Who's blood is that?" Your brow is furrowed as your run your hands along his chest, his abdomen, and up to his neck. Mirio tenses at the intimate contact, flushing a light pink, but he quickly assures you that "I'm a-okay, sweetie. This blood isn't mine, some low-level villain got in my way last minute, so this is just the result," he laughs softly. His daughter squeals and coos, reaching for her father. Mirio wipes the blood off his chest before snatching her into his arms and spinning her around, their giggles filling the air.

— She starts to tug on and play with his cape, wrapping it around herself in an attempt to play hide-and-seek. Mirio indulges her and, while she's in his arms, starts running around in a mocking attempt of trying to look for her. You exhale at the sight, relief filling your chest to see his usual demeanour. Your daughter refused to sleep until she saw the beaming face of her father, and now that she had, she still didn't seem like she was going to sleep any time soon.

#changed mirio's one up a bit because mirio with a tiny baby is absolutely adorable #tamaki amajiki x reader #mirio togata x reader #dabi x reader #mha #bnha #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #mha scenarios #bnha scenarios #bnha fic #mha fic #my hero academia #mha fluff #bnha fluff

[haleyhunwritess]

I was wondering if you could write someting where bucky and reader have an argument and she gets drunk later because shes upset but then he takes care of her 💜

𝐓𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤

pairing: bucky x reader

warning: angsty, swear words, lots of fluff at the end

a/n: okay i made this super long for literally no reason, but i got a similar request before (i can't find it anymore) and i got this idea for the request from a movie i watched last night (yes i wrote this at like 3am, which is probably why this is really bad), i hope you guys still like it though <3 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

"Come on, Buck, are you seriously not gonna tell me anything?" Steve asked once again, hoping Bucky would tell him more about your relationship. Most people already knew about the two of you, even though you hadn’t really made things official yet.

"There's nothing to tell. I already told you." Bucky groaned, hoping Steve would leave him alone.

"Oh please you guys are always together, and you've spent every night in her room for the past two weeks. You're seriously telling me there's nothing going on?" Steve smiled, thinking back to when he caught Bucky sneaking out of your room earlier this morning.

"It's nothing, okay? It's just a casual thing, that's it." Bucky lied, just to get Steve to shut up. Truth was, to him this was no casual thing. You were it for him. But he didn’t know if you wanted that. And he also knew it would be difficult telling your father about the two of you, and Bucky didn’t want him to accidentally hear about it from Steve.

“Buck-”

“Steve, like I said, it’s a casual thing and it means nothing, okay?” Bucky interrupted him, thinking he was still trying to pry. However, when Steve gestured to the person behind him, he realized the poor guy was just trying to warn him that you were right behind him, and judging from the look on your face, you definitely heard what Bucky said.

Before he could even say anything though, you turned around and started walking back to your room. Bucky quickly followed behind you but you just ignored him. Once you got to your room, he followed you inside, and you didn’t stop him. Instead, you started picking up all of the things he left in your room. He tried to apologize as you collected all his things and just ignored him.

"Baby stop, I didn't meant that, I'm sorry. Please just let me explain,” Bucky moved his hands to cup your face and try to get you to look at him, but you just pulled away from him.

"I don't wanna hear it." You muttered, picking up his book from the bedside table.

"Please just let me explain, doll." Bucky sighed, taking the book from you and putting it back down.

"Take your stuff with you and get the fuck out. I don't wanna see you," You said, shoving the book back in his arms.

Even though you never made things official, you clearly had strong feelings for each other. It hurt when he said it was just a casual thing, but it hurt even more when he said it didn’t mean anything. Is that how he really felt? You didn’t mean anything to him? Maybe he didn't even have feelings for you like you thought he did.

Fuck this, you needed a drink. The girls were going out tonight, and you were supposed to go but then you made plans with Bucky. Looking down at your clock, you wondered if you could still make it to go out with them. You probably could if you started getting ready right now. But in order to do that, you needed Bucky to leave.

"Please just listen to me, I'm not going anywhere until you listen to me." Bucky tried again as he watched you walk over to your closet. He was about to explain his side of the story until he noticed you were starting to strip your clothes off, "Uhh doll, what are you doing?"

"I'm going out with the girls, and I have to get ready but you won't leave," You rolled your eyes as you slipped on a random skirt before looking through your closet for a top.

"I thought we had plans tonight…" Bucky frowned, folding his arms as he watched you get dressed.

If there is one thing this man had, it was the fucking audacity. You took a deep breath before picking up another one of his books and throwing it at him, "Bucky if you don’t leave right now, I swear to god,”

"Ow! Okay okay I'm leaving," Bucky dodged the next book you threw at him, and decided it was best to leave you alone for now. Once he got to your door though, he stood there quietly for a second before attempting to apologize again, only to have the door slammed in his face.

..

"You sure it's a good idea to spy on her after what you did?" Sam smirked, looking back at the nearby booth where you, Nat, and Wanda were sitting. Sam was a little skeptical at first when Bucky practically begged him and Steve to go clubbing tonight. Although, it was clear now that he only came here for you.

"I'm not spying on her, I didn't even know she was here." Bucky rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his drink.

"Right, so it's just a coincidence that she's here too, huh?" Steve smirked, as he watched Bucky stare at you intently.

Back at your booth, Wanda laughed at something Nat said, but then she noticed how you were still pretty quiet, just like you had been since you got there. Before she could said anything though, she heard Sam’s booming laughter coming one of the nearby booths. She turned to check if it was really him, "Is that- Fuck, okay don't look but Bucky is here."

You nearly spit your drink out at Wanda’s words, and resisted the urge to turn around, "Are you serious? Is he alone?"

"No, Steve and Sam are also here but umm…" Wanda watched nervously as some drunk girl nearly fell over on Bucky. She then moved closer to him, and started playing with his hair before laughing at something he said, "There's a girl sitting next to him, and I'm pretty sure she's flirting with him."

"I love your hair!" The strange girl nearly screamed drunkenly as she continued playing with Bucky's hair. He rolled his eyes and tried to push her away but she wouldn’t budge. She then grabbed his left arm, and moved it close to her face, staring at the shiny vibranium hand.

"Thanks but would you mind not doing that, please?" Bucky pulled his hand away, and tried to move further away from her once again, as both Steve and Sam tried to contain their laughter while watching this whole exchange. Sam looked over at your table when Bucky and Steve started talking but he quickly looked away when you glared back at him.

"Umm Bucky don't look but they definitely saw us, and I don't think your girl is very happy with you right now," Sam said, referring to the angry expression on your face as you watched the girl continue to flirt with Bucky.

"What is she doing? Is she still with the girls?" Bucky asked, trying his best not to turn around to look at you.

This time Steve turned around, watching you and Wanda talk for a minute until Natasha came back to the table with a tray of shots, “She's taking shots with the girls, I think it's tequila?"

"Fuck she can't handle more than five shots, especially tequila. She's a lightweight, last time she passed out after like four." Bucky groaned, thinking back to the last time you drank tequila, "How many do you think she's had so far?"

"I think she's about to have her fifth one." Steve gulped, as he watched you take down your fifth shot.

"Fuck, I'm gonna go check on her." Bucky got up from the table but Sam quickly stopped him, making him sit back down.

"No don't do that! You're just gonna upset her even more.” Steve said, hoping Bucky will actually listen to him. Of course he didn’t though.

He got up and started walking to your table through the crowd, only to get there and realize it was empty. He turned around and saw you stumbling drunkenly through the crowd towards his booth.

"You piece of shit, you couldn't even wait one fucking day!" You yelled as you approached his table, both Wanda and Nat following behind you. They were too drunk to stop you from going over to Bucky’s booth to yell at him. You watched the drunk girl from before lean closer to kiss him, and you immediately pushed her off of him, only to realize it wasn’t even Bucky she was trying to kiss "Steve?! Wha- Where the fuck is Bucky?”

Steve almost laughed before pointing at Bucky who was standing behind you. You didn’t get much chance to say anything to him though, as your head started spinning even more. Then before you knew it, you practically collapsed in his arms and passed out.

..

You woke up to the excruciatingly loud sound of Bucky’s alarm. Reaching over to turn it off, you quickly realized you were in Bucky's room. Though you couldn’t remember how you got there or why you were wearing his clothes.

Before you could sneak back to your room though, Bucky walked in with a tray in one hand and a coffee in another, and quietly put it down on the dresser. Picking up a bottle of water from the tray, he walked over to the bed and put it on the bedside table. He was about to leave again until he noticed you were awake.

"Oh good, you're finally up.” He handed you the bottle of water, as well as some painkillers, “Here's some ibuprofen, it'll help with your headache. Oh and I made some breakfast and got you coffee."

"Look I'm not in the mood for-" You protested as he brought the tray of food over to the bed, but he quickly shushed you before you could continue.

"Just listen. I made your favourite, pancakes with strawberries on top. I also got you some cereal, if you something lighter. Oh and of course, a vanilla latte with oat milk instead of regular, and an extra shot of espresso." He gestured to the coffee, smiling softly at you.

Bucky watched you for a minute, and sighed when you remained still. Taking the bottle of water from you, he put it back down on tray. He then took your hands in his, kissing them gently before looking up at you, "I know you’re angry. I know you wanna yell at me, but first I need you to eat some breakfast for me. It'll help you feel better, and you'll have more energy so that you can argue with me properly. I promise once you finish eating I'll sit here quietly and you can yell at me for as long as you want."

You nearly chuckled as he said that, and he laughed as well before saying, “I’m serious, I can even teach you some swear words in Russian so you can yell at me some more.”

"I hate you." You groaned, moving closer to hug him.

"I know, baby, I know. I'm sorry." Bucky sighed, hugging you back tightly, like he never wanted to let go, “I never should've said that, I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Why did you say it?" You mumbled, with your arms still wrapped around him.

"Honestly, I wasn’t sure if you even wanted a proper relationship with me. Plus you haven't told your dad about us yet, and I didn't want him finding out from Steve.”

"He knows already." You confessed, pulling away from Bucky. He looked back at you, confused, and you explained, "Well actually I was on my way to tell you he figured it out because of the security tape but then I heard you talking to Steve…"

Bucky sighed, feeling guilty about the way he made you feel, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I promise I didn't mean what I said, in fact I was dying to tell him everything." Bucky pulled you back in for a hug, and you melted into his touch. You stayed like that for a bit till Bucky broke the silence, "So, he knows, huh?"

You laughed at how nervous he sounded, "Oh yeah, but then I called him from the club last night, and told him what happened…"

"Oh god, he's gonna kill me, isn't he?" Bucky groaned thinking about what Stark was gonna do to him when he found out you were back together. And this time in an official relationship.

"Yeah, he might.” You nodded, laughing at the look on his face, making him glare back at you in response. Getting up from the bed, you leaned down to kiss his neck, “Anyways, I'm gonna go shower before breakfast, feel free to join me."

You quickly rushed off to the shower, and Bucky was about to follow you until he heard your phone ringing. "Baby your phone is-” He smirked when he realized it was Tony calling, “Your dad’s calling you, baby, Hello?"

"Hi Baby, you're not in your room, where are you? Are you okay?" Tony asked assuming it was you on the phone but then he realized it wasn't you who picked up, “Bucky, is that you?”

"Yes, sir. Sorry your daughter is in the shower, did you wanna leave a message?" Bucky smirked, knowing he was just pissing him off even more.

"Why the fuc- What is she- I-" Tony couldn’t even complete one sentence with how angry he was getting but Bucky just laughed at his reaction, "You know what, I do wanna leave a message but it's for you, go fuck yourself."

"Aw love you too, have a great day." Bucky laughed, hanging up on him before walking over to the bathroom to join you in the shower.

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[in-halingstardust]

Feral

A/N: LISTEN if the people of Xianzhou all have animal like characteristics, that means Jing Yuan...hehehehhe. I MIGHT do a pt.2 depending on my mood lolll Tags: !mdni, rough sex, feral sex, subtle or not subtle flirting, one night stand. NOT PROOFREAD, meaning I will be editing later in the week but 3am thoughts go hard

Jing Yuan is more than meets the eye.

He was soft spoken with an undertone of authority hidden between soft smiles as he instructed Yanqing in the garden. You see daily, or at least as frequent Yanqing's lessons were, as you balanced a tray of snacks and tea placing it off to the side for their break. You groan. It was difficult to balance with how sore you were feeling. Jing Yuan, you found out, is also feral in bed.

Not that he pay attention to you after just one night.

"It's nice to see you today."

You gasp as the general himself stands about five feet away from you put together like the general he is. Nothing looks out of place until your eyes meet his and they slowly trail down to his jaw line. His barely exposed neck peaking out of his collar and you can clearly see the bruises you left on him last night. Your mind is clearer today and your embarrassed with how pale the marks you left on him are compared to the marks he left on your body.

Your face flushes into a bright red, you had the decency to cover up any semblance of that night by wearing a light bronzer that muted the angry red and blues scattered across your neck and chest. The marks on your thighs where he gripped to 'open you wider' were still a healing purple. Not to mention the multiple bites littered across your back.

Scratch that. It was a miracle you were still walking today.

You gulp, as you can feel your heart ready to beat out of your chest, the tray clinks against wood as you try to speak but he was already right there next to you.

His palm moves the strand of hair away from your face with such gentle care compared to how feroucious he was last night. He rubs a calloused thumb against you temple, his supple lips frowning as he steadies your shaky hands clasped against his.

The low baritone of his voice slips through his lips, "It doesn't seem as you were running a fever," he purses his lips as if in thought as he comes in closer and you let out a squeak, his voice caught by your ear in a soft whisper, his tone ending with a tinge of amusement "Was I too rough last night?"

Of course he was, but you loved every moment. Not that you admit it. You were to embarrassed how many times you screamed his name as he ate you out.

The way he had your face pushed down into the pillows ass up in the air as his gripped your waist like a lifeline, pounding to reach every part of you. If your arms would give out he would support you against himself. Your back curling against his chest as he press his hand on your hip making sure you wouldn't jerk after the countless mind bending orgasms that led you close to a spiral of overstimulation. His hand reaching across to grip your chin making you twist your head towards him as he kisses you beyond breath.

You remember this all too clearly and you break away from his hand looking towards anything that doesn't remind you of the man who fucked you so well until you couldn't even remember your own name.

"I'm- I'm fine!" You breathe in and out, feeling the red fade into a pink cherry instead, "You're just a little close that's all."

You peak out of the corner of your eye and you see the face of a man that reads, 'Were we not close last night?'

And you should be applauded for your people reading skills because Jin Yuan places a hand across his mouth the same way he does when thinking about the next move on the chess boards and simply mutters, "I thought we enjoyed making lo-"

You dart out- delicate hands covering his mouth before Jing Yuan could finish the sentence. You peak behind his frame and you still see Yanqing dedicated to swinging his sword.

You pout as you see amused eyes from underneath his bangs conveying all meaning, you frown. He is so sly.

A whisper well more of an sheepish mumble, "I did enjoy last night but," a little more confidence goes through your voice, "its a little much to hear you say it- if you know what I mean?"

He looks amused, as if the person in front of him was not gasping between his hands last night, he slides your hands away from his mouth grasping them again, "Then, how about another round tonight?" And he knows exactly the hold he has on you because he kissed the inside of your wrist his eyes peering up towards yours

"I'll be more gentle this time. I promise."

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[1800jjbarnes]

𝟑𝐚𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 | 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

【Synopsis】 : Late night baking leads to popping open some wine and spilling secrets you thought you would take to the grave.

『Word count』 : 1k

Paring: Roommate!Bucky x Roomate!Reader

[Warnings] : Pinning, alcohol, mentions of being drunk, kissing. Some insecure thoughts. Civilian Bucky trope. Morden Au. The use of the word Idiot multiple times in a light-hearted manner.

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It was like any average Tuesday. Well, if average meant drinking the whole pantry, leaving only the cheapest wine in the back. Now that you both were royally buzzed, flour, sugar, and all sorts covered the countertop. Whose idea was it to cook at 3am with your roommate and best friend.

“Ah No!! You missed the bowel.” You yelp as Bucky wobbles to crack the eggs into the mixing bowl. You quickly turn the tap on to drain the forgotten shell and yolk. Bucky hops to the fridge to grab the milk, chugging some of the wine straight out of the bottle.

“JAMES! Pour a glass!! stop chugging like a frat boy.” You slur, jumping behind him, trying to snatch the bottle off him, but his board back stops you. You take one more jump, but you land wrong, slipping from your sock hitting a wet patch on the ground, most likely some wine that was spilled without your knowledge.

“Woah.” He grabs you quickly, dropping the bottle in the process. Wrapping his arm around your waist, his face inches from yours as noses graze each other. The bottle lands on the floor with a thump, luckily not breaking, and since Bucky chugged the rest of the wine inside, nothing spilled out other than a few small drops. Everything went quiet for a moment as he stared at you in your eyes, his face only inches from yours.

“Hi…” He whispers, his alcoholic breath hitting your lips. You hold onto him tighter, your fingers digging into the fabric of his clothes. You bit your lip, looking at him deep in his gaze. You always had a crush on him, but never spoke up about it, worried he might freak and never talk to you. So through nights of crying alone while you wish he would be yours, you came to the realization that he was your best friend and nothing more.

“Hi…” You smiled back as he helped you up. Letting you go, you fixed your shirt before going back to mixing the mixture for the cupcakes. He picked up the bottle, wiping away the mess he spilled so no one would slip again.

“Now all we need is to put the mixture into the pan.” Your voice became quieter as Bucky stepped closer and closer until his chest was against yours. He grabs your chin and tilts his head while staring at you. You gulp shaking slightly at his touch, trying to avoid his eye contact.

“You have something on your face.” He spoke soft. Maybe it was the alcohol or it was the fact he had given up on leaving little hints. Go big or go home, right? Before you could reply, he dipped his finger into the batter, quickly smudging the uncooked chocolate mixture on your lips.

“It’s right there.” He looked dead in your eyes, trying to find any sense of uncomfortableness, but all he saw was your big doe eyes staring up at him with all the love in the world. His lips caught yours, letting his tongue graze along your bottom lip, licking the sweet mixture off. You deepened the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, your fingers snaking into the ends of his hair. A tear broke, feeling a sense of happiness and guilt. Was he just kissing you because you both were drunk, or was it love? Love that you wished and craved for.

“Bucky…” You pulled away first making him chase your lips, but you turned to face the counter before he could plant another one.

“Did we just—kiss? yes, yes we did.” He interrupted almost sounding smug like he just won a gold medal. Blush formed on your cheeks, feeling hot. The alcohol is definitely kicking in now.

“Do you love me?” You blurted out, pouring the batter while he suddenly stood stunned at your question, it was his turn now blush. Rubbing the back of his neck, he let out a soft chuckle.

“I’ve always loved you, idiot…” He only called you that when he was embarrassed, trying to divert things onto you instead. You finished pouring the batter, placing the tray inside the oven, you finally turn to face him.

“You know what I mean.” You looked at your feet, feeling your heartache. Was this the moment your friendship ends? He immediately went to protect mode, walking over in a rush to close the gap between you two.

“Doll you know..argh what I mean is..shit…” His head was spinning, it was 4 in the morning and you both were off your rockers, he couldn’t think straight, stumbling on his words. But the only thing he knew what to say was something he feared if he ever were to speak it aloud.

“I love you more than you know. I’ve loved you the moment we shared that ice cream while sitting on top of the jungle gym in prep. I loved you the moment we ditched prom together cause our dates were terrible and ate Burger King on the beach in our formal attire. I love every moment, every day, and every second I’m with you. Drunk or not, I’ll scream it aloud for you. I love you.” His rambling brought you to tears, emotions filling your senses. It was an overload. An overload of joy, happiness, and contentment. He did have the same feelings for you. Your fear was nothing more than a childish nightmare. He hugged you, seeing the tears falling, rubbing small circles into your back.

“We only shared that ice cream cause you dropped yours…” You snuggled into his chest, sniffling a little bit.

“That’s all you go out of my whole deceleration of love.” He laughed, pulling away to lean on the counter. You laughed with him, hitting his chest lightly.

“Hey it’s true, though! You were trying to climb the slide when I kept telling you it was a bad idea, but no, you did it anyway.” You laugh wiping a stray tear from your eye. The laughter slowly died down, and you see him smiling at you like a puppy.

“I did take in your whole speech, idiot,” you smirk, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“Uh okay so does this mean I get to call you my partner now,” he asks, snaking his arm around your waist. You pretend to think for a moment, playing your finger on your lip before you smile.

“I guess, as long as I can call you my boyfriend.” You giggle, making in punch the air with a sly ‘yes’ in happiness.

“God, you’re an idiot…” You laugh at his actions.

“Yes but I’m your idiot.”

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[hitomisuzuya]

Yandere! Kunikuzushi NSFW Headcanons. College AU. Obsessive behavior. What the heck do I even call this one? Um, Kuni being dirty with a video camera. Masturbation.

a/n: This was a topic of conversation between me and @xxventiswindblumexx during an insomnia fit we both at like 3am-ish? I decided to run with it a little bit. Enjoy❤️

Kunikuzushi could almost always be seen with a video camera in his hands.

Life was just too tangible a concept for him, so he made it his mission to record simple things happening around him, like the leaves blowing across campus in the wind or the clouds in the sky. Little moments of beauty needed to be forever recorded because so many people miss them.

It was just an innocent hobby at first.

Until it became an obsessive fixation.

Or more like you became his fixation.

Kunikuzushi was filming a robin flying up into a tree when he heard your voice. It sounded like a melodic pitch in his ears. Pleasant and soothing.

He naturally has to find to find the source of the sound.

Which was when you can into view on the recording screen of his video camera.

You were walking with your friend across campus, commenting on the weather.

"It's gonna rain again soon."

Kunikuzushi had never heard such a common praise sound so beautiful. It made his cheeks flush, and his heart fluttered and tightened in his chest.

He listened, watching you with rapt attention for you to say anything else. His heart fell when you didn't.

At least it did until you saw him, and smiled a little, waving in greeting as you passed him.

You'd noticed him. That made him shiver.

So he in turn noticed you.

Over and over again.

Kunikuzushi's eyes would constantly be combing the campus for you, disguising his behavior as just something he was always doing, recording little things like the nerd he was.

He memorized every route you took around campus, following you back to your dorm, ducking and sneaking around trees and buildings, never staying too far away from you, but always so he was out of your sight.

Kunikuzushi had the power of the zoom feature on his camera. He could always bring you into a view as much as he wanted from a distance.

He was content with just recording you going about your daily life until the day it turned into something else.

He was sitting in a secluded section of the library, reviewing the footage he had just recorded of you.

You'd stopped in mid step to look up at the rain clouds in the sky. A gentle gust of wind ruffled your hair, making your scent waft into his nose. It was a scent his nose had already committed to memory. The scent of fresh apples.

However, he'd been so fixated on the way your hair looked sliding through your fingers as you tucked it behind your hair that he'd missed something else entirely.

The wind has caught under your skirt a little, revealing a little more of your thigh that one would normally see.

Drool practically pooled at the corner of his mouth instantly.

Kunikuzushi's heart fluttered in his chest differently then, when he saw that two seconds of forbidden flesh.

Had anyone else seen it?

Or was it a moment gifted just for him?

His fingers were starting to itch when suddenly

"Hey there, Kuni, whatcha doing?"

Your voice shattered the hazy cloud of static lust was clouding his brain.

"I...I was just fixing my camera. It was out of focus." He stammered. Had you seen what he was looking at?

"Oh? Well, try and bring me into focus, then. I mean, you need a subject after all so.."

More like a muse.

"Well, is it working?" He could hear you sounded nervous. He did a long pan up on your body at just the right moment. You fidgeted nervous, putting your arms behind your back and looking away, biting your lower lip as your shifted your weight, making your skirt sway slightly against your thighs.

Those thighs his fingers itched to touch, squeeze and caress.

Did you even have any idea the profound effect you were having on his with such an innocent movement?

Movement made just for him.

His fixation morphed into obsession in that moment.

To you, it was just an innocent action done out of being nervous about being recorded. He knew you probably felt self conscious.

But for him, it was a sinful treat. One for him to look back at one later that night, stroking his cock and whining as cum stuck to his fingers, wiping drool of his mouth.

Kunikuzushi remembered how good it felt to finally feel his fingers dug into your thighs, prying them apart as he pushed you up against the wall, hidden from sight behind rows of book shelves.

"I'm sorry," He panted, soft and desperate in your ear, barely being able to set up his video camera on the shelf when he could record everything at the perfect angle. "I have to feel your thighs. My fingers itch so badly.." he babbled, shaking as he waited for you to slap him away.

You took his hand and put it up your skirt against your thigh, making him moan as his fingers brushed and groped around. Maybe you had been thinking about the incredibly pretty boy always recording you.

Kunikuzushi felt his fingers brush against something damp. He moaned when he realized that you were wet.

His fingers instantly reached to rub against your panties, making him pant as he felt himself getting hard.

The way your mouth looked when you let out your own sighs of pleasure gave him another idea. He'd always thought about how pretty your mouth would look taking his cock into it.

He gave your clit some extra rubs for incentive.

"Please, I'm so hard..can you help me?"

You blink and smiled, licking your lips in a way that made him nearly lose it.

"Is this angle okay, Kuni?" You asked, dropping down onto your knees and looking up at him, your hand palming his erection as he undid his belt.

Kunikuzushi threw his back when he felt your tongue connect with his cock.

Even the wet slurping noises your mouth made as you sucked, bobbing your head turned him on. He couldn't stand the pace you'd set. It was too agonizingly slow.

Kunikuzushi grabbed a handful of your hair, pushing his cock all the way into your mouth, groaning when he felt your gag around his cock. Then he asked for that extra sinful view, all for him to see and record.

Seeing and recording was even better to him now than just simple observation.

"Touch yourself, and let me lick your fingers after I cum, pretty please. Just a little taste," He babbled, fucking himself into your throat.

Drool dribbled out to pool between your breasts as he watched you adjust yourself as push your panties aside, burying them inside your cunt, bucking into them as you moaned, making him cum in your mouth.

Kunikuzushi couldn't pull you to your feet fast enough to grab your wrist and suck your fingers into his mouth.

You became his new favorite taste. His perfect sinful taste.

The only thing he wanted to taste.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi smut #kunikuzushi x you #kunikuzushi x reader #yandere!kunikuzushi

[ghulehthezombiequeen]

stargirl interlude - sodo x reader

masterlist.

a/n: *cracks knuckles* alright first fic of the new year lets go!!! also li hing mui is dried plum and they make a powder which is put on almost every dessert/candy in hawaii! it's delicious and everyone should try it because y'all are missing out (ok maybe i wanted to share a bit of culture with u guys)

warnings/things to note: afab reader but no pronouns used, sodo says the L word (no not leprosy), talk about pregnancy (nothing happens though), he's a big goofball and doesn't understand humans' societal dating rules, slightly suggestive (he's getting baby fever due to his heat cycle approaching)

enjoy <3

word count: 944 ~

Sodo stared at you as you entered his room in the middle of the night, holding a bag. "I come bearing gifts!" you said triumphantly, causing him to crack a small smile. "What's that?" he asked, eyeing the contents of the bag. "Li hing gummy worms! You'll like it, it's tangy." you smile, tossing him the bag.

He caught the bag of gummy worms in one hand, his eyes narrowing to slits as he inspected the packaging before taking a worm out and sniffing it before nibbling on it. His eyes widened and it wasn't long until he shoved the rest of the candy into his mouth. "You're correct."

"You're welcome, ya goofball." you smiled, sitting next to him and holding out your palm. "May I have one?"

He nodded, tail swishing in satisfaction as he dug into the bag, dropping a red and blue worm into your palm.

"Wow, so generous," you joked sarcastically. "But thank you." You popped the sweet candy into your mouth, mouth instantly watering as the li hing powder coated your tongue.

Sodo continued devouring a few more gummies before he turned to you with a crooked smile. "I have a question."

"Yeah? What's up?"

His smile broadened as he watched you finished eating your gummy worm. "Marry me."

You blinked. "I- what?"

He didn't hesitate as he got down onto one knee and took out a black ring box. "Marry me." he repeated.

"Er... no thank you?" you answered hesitantly, looking puzzled. "What are... you doing?"

He didn't seem offended by your answer as he sat back on the couch next to you. "You don't want to marry me?" he asked, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.

"Um, honey, we're not even dating."

His brows furrowed as he thought for a moment, nodding. "So... we're going to date first? When can we start? Now?"

His innocence caused you to laugh, shaking your head. "Oh, no, honey, that's not how this works."

He pouted but couldn't hold back a smile as he saw you laughing. "Then when do we start?"

You stared at him, letting out a chuckle as you shook your head. "Well, normally... someone asks the person they like to go somewhere together. Like dinner at a restaurant, coffee, even the fair."

Sodo's ghoulish tail started to wrap around your leg, pinning it to the seat. "So, you're saying I should ask you out on a date? Okay!" "W-Wha- slow down!" you laughed, nudging his tail off your leg.

He moved his tail out of the way but was soon replaced by his hand as he pulled you close to him. "So. Date, now. We go, yes?"

"No, not now! Sodo, I swear on everything unholy, it's 3am! And get your paw off my leg." you tugged at his loose sleeve, lifting his arm away.

He frowned, slowly letting go of you. "But... but I love you." he whined.

That statement caught you off-guard, feeling your cheeks turn pink. "Er... S-Sodo, you, uh... you don't say that right away."

He shrugged. "I didn't know the exact rules." He went silent for a moment, tapping his foot as he thought. After a moment, he figured it out, eyes lighting up. "So I should ask you out on a date, we go to dinner and then I say 'I love you'?"

You giggled at his silliness. "No, we're supposed to talk about ourselves at dinner, see if we're compatible for each other. That word doesn't come until later."

"Like... after we've kissed a few times and we both know each other's secret weaknesses?" He asked, confused.

"I... sure."

"Okay. So after that, I ask you to marry me again?"

"Sodo, hon. Listen." You grabbed his face gently. "Marriage doesn't happen that quick. It takes at least a year of dating."

His eyes flickered with confusion but nodded. "Okay, well... I'll ask you to marry me after our first date then. Okay?"

"Sodo. You can marry me later. After about, hm, one hundred dates and a few years." You said firmly.

"Ohh, so first date, then we ask to be engaged." His tail wagged slightly, his smile widening. "Is that right?"

"Ah, no." You shook your head. "Sodo, marriage doesn't come that quickly unless you want people to think you got me pregnant."

Sodo tilted his head, one of his eyebrows cocking upwards as a devious smile hint at his lips. "Is that a challenge, then?" Your eyes widened and you gasped, lightly hitting his harm. "Is that a yes, my dear?" his smile widened, moving his tail to snake around your waist. "Sodo, I'm not having kids!" "But I want some," he pleaded, giving you puppy-dog eyes. "Please?"

"I don't think a half-ghoul child is a good thing," you shook your head.

"Why not? Don't you want a little me running around to call your own?" He leaned closer, gently touching your cheek with his finger. "Our baby," he whispered.

What was wrong with him? He was never like this. Your eyes widened as you realized-- he was nearing his heat cycle.

"Does someone have baby fever? Is it because your heat should be coming soon?"

He grunted, leaning in and sniffing your neck. "Soon enough..." You rolled your eyes. Great, now he was being clingy. You put your hands on his shoulders, gently pushing him back. "Alright, that's enough."

"But you look so tasty... please... you smell delicious." he whined.

"I'm gonna lock you in my closet for two weeks again if you don't behave." you warned, which did the trick as he shot back up and cuddled a pillow instead, letting out a small hiss.

#the band ghost #fluff #ghost #ghost band #ghost bc #gender neutral reader #ghost the band #sodomizer ghoul #sodomizer #nameless ghoul smut #sodo ghost #sodo ghoul #dewdrop ghost #ghost ghouls #fire ghoul #dewdrop x reader #dew ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop #ghouls #sodo #nameless ghoul #sodo x reader #nameless ghoul x reader #the nameless ghouls #nameless ghouls #nameless ghouls x reader #cw suggestive #also i love li hing gummy worms y'all need to try them #hawaii moment

[modanisgf]

DAYLIGHT , HANNI PHAM

note— it’s 3am so not proof read sorry 😭😭

☆ pairing(s): student hanni pham x reader

☆ warning(s): a bit of angst, bad writing

LOVE, a word that was foreign to y/n before she met hanni.

y/n liked to believe that love wasn’t real, every romantic relationship she had ended poorly. even her parents relationship had failed.

so what made her believe in it again?

TAPE ONE , THE MEETING

08/23/18

hanni pham, the day she walked into y/n’s first period as a new student would be a day the girl would never forget.

she remembered it well too well even, hanni had walked in nervously and in a rush but still looking as pretty as ever.

“y/n are you okay?” danielle, y/n’s friend asks.

“yeah.” the love struck girl responds simply.

danielle giggles quietly at her friends actions watching as hanni tried to find a seat.

“hey can i sit here?” hanni asks, her voice soft as she was still rather nervous.

“oh yeah, of course!” danielle responds smiling.

“thank you.” hanni says smiling back.

y/n swore she felt the world pause as her and hanni made eye contact. they stared at each other for a bit before y/n looked away embarrassed.

“so what’re your guys names?” hanni asks trying to move away from what had just happened.

“i’m danielle!”

“y/n.”

hanni nods, “i’m hanni.”

“nice to meet you.” y/n says smiling sincerely.

hanni was caught off guard by this, ‘her smile is so pretty.’ she thought smiling back at the girl.

the girls only got closer over time even becoming friends with others, expanding the group.

though as time went on hanni and y/n’s feelings for each other grew.

and they couldn’t keep denying it.

TAPE TWO , WHAT IS LOVE?

11/27/21

“dani?” y/n calls out to her friend, who turns around to face her.

“hm?” danielle responds.

“what is your definition of love?” y/n asks.

“love is a feeling of affection for someone or something, there’s different types.” danielle says, “like you wouldn’t love your family the same way you love a romantic partner y’know?” she finishes, y/n nodding.

“so how do i know if i’m in love with someone, like romantically?” y/n asks softly, embarrassed to be asking her friend this.

“i mean whenever i have a crush i just feel really giddy around the person. my heart usually beats faster, or i get flustered.” danielle explains.

“so what exactly do i do if i have a crush on someone?” y/n asks finally.

danielle knew this was coming, she was glad it was finally happening.

“you confess. in my opinion it’s better to take the risk i guess, you never know if the person will move on because of miscommunication or something.” danielle says.

“okay, thank you dani.”

“anything for you, y/n.”

TAPE THREE , CRUSH

11/28/21

“hanni!” y/n yells, walking faster to catch up to her friend.

hanni turns around after hearing her name her heart melting as she sees y/n walk towards her. y/n had changed up her appearance a bit, seemingly that she had got her hair done and put makeup on.

“y/n?” hanni asks as the changed girl finally stops in front of her.

“i need to talk to you.” y/n says grabbing hanni’s hand and dragging her elsewhere.

hanni for sure was blushing now her mind still not done thinking about y/n’s new appearance. she looked so good, how could hanni not be stuck on it?

the two finally entered an empty classroom, y/n shutting the door behind them. they made themselves comfy before y/n took a deep breath.

“promise me you won’t hate me?” she asks.

“y/n i would never hate you.” hanni confirms, flustering the girl in front of her.

“i’m not really good with words when it comes to being romantic, so i’ll be as straight up as i can.” y/n starts, “hanni, i like you a lot ever since we met i felt different around you and i wasn’t exactly sure why.”

“but now that i am, i’ve wanted nothing more than to be yours. so will you allow me to?” y/n finishes, preparing herself for rejection.

not even hesitating, hanni leans in kissing y/n softly the two not pulling away until they needed air.

“so.. does that me you’ll be my girlfriend?” y/n asks teasingly.

hanni rolls her eyes playfully, “y/n, i would love to.” she smiles sincerely.

y/n flashing her same smile back from the day they first met, making hanni’s heart melt all over again.

“I ONCE BELIEVED LOVE WOULD BE BURNING RED, BUT IT’S GOLDEN.”

#Spotify #newjeans #newjeans hanni #hanni pham #hanni pham x reader #newjeans x reader #kang haerin #danielle marsh #kpop gg #kpop #hanni x reader #kpop imagines #hanni imagines #newjeans minji #newjeans danielle #newjeans haerin #wlw #fluff #newjeans fluff #newjeans fanfic #mo jihye #taylor swift #taylor swift inspired

[w1ldthoughts]

Please don’t say “I told you so”

a/n: This is my first work I’ve ever posted on here from a random idea in my head. Please let me know what you think and if you’d like to read more!

Warnings: Fainting, hospital visit, 911 call.

Summary: Jack has been overworking himself. Will he listen to you and slow down or will it all catch up to him?

Masterlist

It all started with a stomach ache. He chalked it up to eating breakfast too fast that morning so he could get back to rehearsing. In the last leg of his small tour he wanted to mix it up so the fans wouldn’t hear the same show as others before them. You knew something was off with him when he put his hand on his stomach for the third time in the last hour.

“You okay, babe?” You mused, trying to keep the worry out of your voice but he caught it anyway.

“Yeah I’m fine,” he kissed the side of your head. “Just gonna grab some water and a nap before the show tonight. Wanna join me?”

After nodding your head excitedly, you and Jack walked hand in hand down the tunnel where he had a car waiting to take you both back to the hotel. As soon as his head hit the pillow he was out, light snores coming out of his slightly open mouth and you felt bad for staring but—you’d never get tired of admiring your boyfriend’s beauty. Even after two years of dating.

His cheeks were a little flushed so you placed a hand on his forehead to check his temperature but he didn’t feel warm so that made it easier for you to take a power nap of your own. The tour had been so fun yet so exhausting and you weren’t even the one performing so it was impossible to even imagine how Jack was feeling. Every other night for the last week he was on stage and it was wearing him out to say the least.

You woke up feeling a lot more refreshed but the curly haired boy to your left looked paler than usual, which is saying a lot.

He took one look at your face and sighed. “Please don’t start. I know that look. We’ve got one show left and then I’ll be home to do absolutely nothing for the next month.”

“You swear?”

“Cross my heart.” He whispers with a smile.

I’ll be home to do absolutely nothing for the next month. All men do is lie.

You were so excited to get back to Louisville and actually spend some quality time with Jack but after three days of what he called “house arrest” he claimed he just needed to be at the studio to listen to some tracks that had been sent over.

“I’ll be back in an hour—two hours, tops.” He promised. Not wanting to be an unsupportive partner, you let him go.

He didn’t come home until close to 3am.

Nothing in the world sounded more appealing than pretending to be asleep and not start a fight but he really had forced your hand this time. As soon as he walked into your shared bedroom you turned on the lamp.

“Oh shit babe. You didn’t have to wait up for me. I lost track of time with the guys in the studio—”

“I’m gonna be honest, I really don’t give a fuck Jackman.” You stated blankly, trying to keep your voice even.

“Wow, full government. Okay goodnight y/n.”

“No I don’t think so.” You scoff. “I’ve been trying to keep it real cute but tour’s over. You promised you’d slow down and actually get some rest but we haven’t even been home for a week and you’re already rushing off to the studio for hours on end.

You’re literally working so hard it’s making you sick Jack. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.”

He lets out a frustrated sigh, “so I should tell Pharrell I can’t work on the stuff he sent tomorrow because I have a headache and my stomach hurts a little bit? Yeah great idea y/n, let’s hear some more.

“My career is at its peak right now and I need to seize every fucking opportunity because everyone is coming for my spot. Yeah I gotta sacrifice some shit and go to work when I don’t feel the best but guess what? I’m a grown ass man and I will decide if I need a break or not. Can we please go to sleep now?”

“I think I’m gonna sleep in one of the guest rooms.” Your voice cracks, feeling defeated at this conversation not going the way you’d hoped. Jack’s gaze softens a bit as you grab your favorite blanket and make your way to the door. “I love you. Very much. But I’m not gonna sit here and watch you work yourself to the bone. Do what you feel like you have to but—I don’t think I wanna keep watching you wither away right in front of my eyes. It’s too much.”

He didn’t say anything else after that so you knew where he stood on the matter. The next morning you realize that he was already gone and after a rare and desperate morning run to clear your head, you felt bad. Jack was a capable adult who had been living this insane lifestyle since before you so maybe he did have it all under control. Either way you decided to be the bigger person and bring him lunch at the studio.

Urban was the first one to greet you with a smile and a hug, thanking you for saving him from potential starvation. Jack was stepping out of the booth as everyone started to dig in and the air immediately got tense.

“We’ll just take this food into the other room and let y’all settle this.” Clay mumbled with a plate in hand, eager to get out of this extremely awkward situation. He’d already had to listen to his brother complain the entire ride to the studio a few hours before, he didn’t want to hear anything more about it until everything was resolved. All he knew was that you were right and he was on your side of this whole thing.

“You two better fix this.” Neelam said, patting you on the back on her way out the door.

“Hi.” Is all you could muster up right now.

“Hi.” He bites the inside of his cheek with a hand on his abdomen. Fighting with his favorite person in the world made everything hurt more.

“I’m sorry.” You both say simultaneously. Even in the midst of a disagreement you’re still in sync.

“Jack, I was being dramatic last night. You’re an adult and you take great care of yourself and I’m sorry I’ve been on your ass about work. I just—“

“You were looking out for me, I get it. Probably could have handled it better myself.” He says, clearing his throat and patting his chest.

Furrowing your brows but not wanting to resume World War III, you opened your arms and said “come here.”

He took a step forward before he stopped, shaking his head and blinking several times like there was something in his eyes.

“Everything okay?”

“Uh huh.” He lied. “Just got a little dizzy, I’m fine.”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re obviously not fine! Why don’t you just call it a day. I’ll take you home, you can lay down and—Jack?”

It was like time was moving in slow motion and it was a miracle you got there fast enough to catch his upper body and gently try to lower him to the ground. Even though he was much taller and heavier now that he was basically dead weight, you were operating on pure adrenaline and could probably lift a truck if someone asked.

“Oh my god. Somebody call 911.” You yell out, tears brimming your eyes as you checked his pulse and were met with a steady heartbeat. The only other thing you could remember from your CPR training for work a few months ago was to keep him on his back and hope that he’d be conscious soon.

Urban is the first person to rush back into the room and you’d never seen him more worried than seeing his best friend on the floor. Clay followed closely behind him and immediately knelt down next to you to get his brother to wake up, lightly shaking him and calling his name repeatedly while Neelam stood in the doorway on the phone with dispatch.

“What the hell happened?” Clay asks, shaking Jack’s shoulder again. Urban stood in the corner of the room, motionless.

“I don’t—I don’t know. We were just talking and he was fine but then he wasn’t. He—he said he was dizzy and then he just fell. I ran over to catch him but he was just…out.” Your voice trembles.

Jack’s eyes flutter open and he looks at you and Clay, his face free of any readable expression. “Why am I on the floor?”

All three of you release a collective sigh of relief, especially Urban who you swear wiped a tear from his eyes.

“Ambulance is about 5 minutes out, who’s riding with him?” Neelam asks.

The most beautiful set of blue eyes meet yours again as Urban comes over to help you gently sit him up. You feel relaxed enough to sit next to him as Clay brings him a bottle of water which Jack thanks him for.

“You passed out, babe. Like straight up collapsed to the floor.”

“That shit almost gave me a fucking heart attack bro. Don’t you ever do that shit to me again.” Urban scolds him, putting a hand on his shoulder. Jack puts his free hand on top of it and gives Urban’s hand a few pats.

Your boyfriend then leans his head on your shoulder and allows you to place a few kisses onto the side of his head.

“I’m sorry for scaring you baby. And you too, y/n.” He jokes, earning a few laughs.

Everyone decided it would be smarter to have Urban and Clay ride in the ambulance with Jack so you could drive him home afterwards in your car since he didn’t drive himself to the studio. Maggie and Brian met you in the waiting room with hugs. Clay and Urban walked in a few minutes later to announce that they’d brought Jack upstairs to run some tests.

God you felt so shitty. You knew he wasn’t feeling well and you didn’t plead your case enough for him to stay home. Now here all of you sit in the ER, hoping that there isn’t anything actually serious going on with him.

“I can practically hear you beating yourself up in your head. Stop doing it. We’ve all been around him the last week and I easily could’ve told him to slow down too. But I didn’t. You’re not alone.” Urban reassures you, occupying the plastic chair to your right.

“Yeah I know but—I’m his partner. I should’ve hid his phone or his studio keys or something.”

He laughs, letting out a deep sigh. “Jack would’ve found a way. You know his ass is stubborn.” He leans forward, putting his hands together as he shakes his head.

“Urby, you okay?”

“I’m cool. Just really hated seeing him like that.” He whispers. “He’s my family, you know? We don’t do anything or go anywhere without each other and like—I don’t even wanna think about what I would do without him.” He sniffs and you pull him in for a hug.

“Might be real dramatic for this but when I heard you yelling and saw him laying there like that? My heart just fell to my ass forreal.”

“I know. He’s gonna be okay though, we’ll make sure of it.” You chuckle.

“Good he better be. He owes me some of the finest weed in the world stressing me out like that. I need a blunt so bad right now.” All you could do with that was shake your head.

A few minutes later a nurse came in to take your group up to Jack’s private suite.

The doctor told everyone that it was stress related stomach ulcers and he’d need to take a series of antibiotics for 10 days, avoid acidic foods and bed rest for the first two days on the medication. He’d need to stay overnight to ensure that there was no adverse reaction to the meds he’d already been given but otherwise he was ready to be discharged in the morning bearing no issues. His parents thanked the doctors and you stepped out to let them have a moment with him. Then Clay and Urban went in while you texted Neelam an update.

“Sweetheart? He’s asking for you.” Maggie says with a soft smile. “I’ll come by tomorrow afternoon to check on him when he gets home to make sure he’s not getting on your nerves too much if that’s okay?”

“Of course it is. I’ll text you when we get home and you can come by anytime you know you’re more than welcome. I’m sure I’ll be needing the company anyway to drown out what I’m sure will be a lot of ‘I’m bored when can I go back to work?’”

She laughs softly at your Jack impression, wrapping you up in a warm embrace. “Thank you for always taking such good care of him.”

“Thank you for giving birth to the love of my life.” You reply, squeezing her hand as she catches up with her husband who already hugged you goodbye before he went to double check the schedule with the nurses. He didn’t outwardly show it but he was definitely worried about his firstborn. It was sweet.

You made your way into the suite and made a beeline for Jack who was perched in bed holding a cup of cranberry juice. “Well if it isn’t sleeping beauty himself.” You exclaim, parking yourself at the foot of his bed.

He snorts into his cup before putting it on the bedside table. “I see you got jokes already. You’re not funny by the way. Not even a little.”

“Tell that to the smile on your face. But seriously, how are you feeling bub?”

“Good.” He sighs, leaning his head back against the mountain of pillows. “A lot better. C’mere.”

You migrate up to his side, trying to get as close to him as possible with the wires and his IV in the way. “Why didn’t you tell me you were feeling so sick?”

“I didn’t think it was that bad and after last night I was being petty and I didn’t want to admit you might be right about me slowing down. Guess you were a little bit more than right cause now I got bed rest to look forward to.” He pouts.

“Poor baby.” You coo, running your fingers through his hair.

“At least I’ll have you to be my sexy nurse?” Jack states, rubbing his hands together. This man can’t be serious.

“Yes. Me and Urban.” The man next to you wipes the smile off his face immediately and opens his mouth to speak but you beat him to it. “You really scared him and he’s probably not going to let you out of his sight for the next 6 months. To be fair, you scared me too.”

“I know. I’m sorry babe. I just—I don’t know. This fame shit is so temporary and fragile, I don’t want to get complacent. Next thing I know I’m a fucking has been. That’s the last thing I want because you know I love this shit and I worked my ass off to get here.”

You turn and face him. “Jackman Thomas you are the most talented person I know. And I know you love the grind but you can also love yourself a little bit more in the process. People like Pharrell and Drake and all these people who respect you and want to work with you are there for a reason. You aren’t going anywhere, believe that. But if you work yourself as hard as you’ve been then you’ll just burn out. I love Jack Harlow the MC and performer but you? My Jackie poo? You’re the light of my life and I don’t wanna see that light go out as long as I live. I won’t let it.”

He smiles sheepishly, peppering kisses all over your face. “Thank you baby, I really needed to hear that.”

“You’re welcome. Now get some sleep. We’re in bed, let’s get to the resting part.”

“You gon milk this bed rest thing huh?”

“It’s either that or ‘I told you so.’ So you might wanna get used to it, pookie.” You give him a peck on the cheek.

“You’re so lucky I love you.”

“Oh I’m lucky? Boy if it wasn’t for me you would’ve had a knot on the side of your head the size of a grapefruit. I saved you.”

He sighs. “Maybe you’re right. You did save me. Don’t know what I’d do without you, my knight in shining armour.”

“Uh huh, you’re welcome princess. Now get some sleep cause your bed rest is going to include an entire rewatch of Empire.”

He might’ve groaned and complained but by episode two he was more into it than you were. But he would never actually admit that. It would only be another opportunity for you to say “I told you so.”

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Do you think Barack Obama was a good president?

For the most part, yes. The fact that he got elected in the first place (and in a landslide) was nothing short of miraculous, but those of you on the younger side don't remember just how FUCKING FED UP the entire country was with Dubya and his bullshit. It didn't really matter if you were Democrat or Republican. Everyone hated him, especially when he went out in 2008 by causing a generational economy-crashing cataclysm. For him to go from a 91%+ approval rating just after 9/11, to the low 20s by the time he left office, shows just how sick and tired everyone was with him, and how we fondly (ha) imagined that he would be the worst American president in our lifetime. How very innocent we were.

The fact that Obama, a black guy with the middle name Hussein, who had not even a full term as a US senator as his only real meaningful political experience, could come in there and win is a feeling that honestly is nothing like anything anyone had experienced in politics before. I remember staying up with my family (I was studying abroad in the UK) over phone/Skype until the race was called for Obama around 3am, and one of my classmates ran outside the flat in delirium yelling "OBAMA WON!!!" The pictures of elderly African-Americans just crying their eyes out on that night, and the way they still look at Barack and Michelle now, is special. Yes, of course the reality didn't totally live up to the promise of that moment, but man, for a little while there, it really felt like we had changed the entire paradigms on which this stupid flawed country had been built from the beginning. I can't imagine we'll feel like that again for a long, long time.

Obama managing to save the economy (as noted before, it's a theme that Democratic presidents have to come in and clean up the ungodly mess left by Republicans) and pass the Affordable Care Act, even as watered-down as it was from what he wanted, were two very significant accomplishments. Where he fell short, however, was in his dealings with said Republicans, and obviously not all of this was his fault. Obama was intensely conscious of his position as a political newcomer AND that he was a black guy. The level of racism, vitriol, and sheer ugliness that he (and his family) faced from all quarters was (and is) yeah. We got the Tea Party, the "birthers," and the rest of the radical-right lunatics out in full force, and Obama was aware that he was going to get blamed for everything and then some. He also wanted to think that the Republicans would throw a hissy fit and then get over it and work with him. They didn't. Not for one single day. Not on anything. Just because he was a Democratic black guy. That was all it took, and they stuck to it even as Obama kept reaching for the football and thinking that THIS time, surely they would be reasonable. They weren't. On anything. Ever.

Likewise, the Democrats were caught unprepared by the special election for Ted Kennedy's Massachusetts senate seat, which they lost (taking them from a filibuster-proof 60-seat majority to 59, after which the Republicans accordingly filibustered everything and the Democrats didn't push hard enough to stop them/change the rules). They also seemed to just assume that hey, the country voted for Obama in 2008, they'd clearly do it again in 2010, and they didn't really hype up the ACA or campaign for it or anything like that. So they got shellacked to the tune of 60+ House seats lost in 2010, and then lost the Senate in 2014, allowing Mitch McConnell to flat-out blockade Merrick Garland's SCOTUS nomination (who Obama picked to fill Antonin Scalia's seat) and get away with it. Obama was also not nearly as assertive about nominating judges as Biden has been, though it's also the case that Trump hadn't yet packed the benches with an endless conveyor belt of unqualified uber-conservative hacks. Once again, I think this is a reflection of Obama's overall political inexperience and the fact that he felt he had to "play nice" or get pigeonholed as the "angry black guy," which he then did anyway. So it really was a catch-22.

Online Leftists always like to yelp about "Obama ordering a lot of drone strikes!!!", as if they a) know anything else about American foreign policy, b) are at all interested in criticizing Trump for using EVEN MORE (by like... a lot, and nearly starting WWIII when he killed the Iranian general with one), or c) ever consider the overall ungodly fucking mess that Obama was ALSO left with in Iraq and Afghanistan. I'm not about to defend or agree with that either, but it's disingenuous (as per usual with them) to suggest that that was the only thing Obama did during his presidency and/or that he should be judged on that alone. They also like to pretend that he faced no racism at all, that he could have just "codified Roe vs. Wade and didn't!", that there were no double standards in how he was treated by the press, the political establishment, and the American people, and so on.

So: overall, yes, I think Obama had good intentions and tried to do the right thing. He failed at certain major parts of that, both because of the Republicans and because he didn't have the experience to challenge them or know how to work around them, and because he was in an utterly impossible position. The intense white backlash that gave rise to Trump showed that contrary to what anyone liked to think about Obama's election heralding a "post-racial" era, it was back and more ugly and public than it had been in a long time. It was also surprising that our first black president was a Democrat, and not a Republican shill like Tim Scott and/or Clarence Thomas, who has been allowed to rise in the party only because he faithfully repeats all the maxims of the (white) GOP ruling class. So the sheer strength of Obama Derangement Syndrome, which persists today, has to figure into any appraisals of either what he did or what he could have reasonably been expected to accomplish, and I don't think people get that.

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CHAPTER 17: MEGUMI'S LIFE

JUST THE WAY THINGS GO | MEGUMI X READER

Megumi's old life was his best life. He may not have met you back then but atleast he had a completed family. His mother, father and his sister, but it went down the drain thanks to his father, that's what he thought atleast.

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Like normal, he woke up from the sound of his alarm. His sister was already up but wasn't outside like she normally will be.

"Why are you in here?" He asked her.

All he got was a frown and to his surprise she hugged him.

"Are you okay?"

And again he got no response.

Confused, he left the room and surprisingly, Tsumiki followed behind him.

He made his way to the living room and then saw what was happening.

His father talking to his mother as she packed her clothes.

"What's happening?" Megumi asked.

They both looked at their children, the two 11 year olds sticking together.

His mother smiled at him as she walked up to the boy and gave him a small pat on his head.

"Your father is sending me away for a while I will be back soon okay?"

"Why?" Tsumiki asked.

She then looked over behind Megumi.

"I won't tell you now so you have to wait until my back." She ended with a smile and walked up to Toji.

Why send her away? And if he wanted to do that, why is he the one sad and she's the one who's happy?

He didn't understand but all he did know from her words is that she's gone because of him.

He waited for years for her to come back but all he got was a letter and soon those letters had stop.

And then finally he met you, who actually made him happy. He didn't tell you anything about his mother, but always bad mouth his father.

But out of respect and because of Tsumiki, you looked at Toji as if he was your own father sometimes.

There was those times where Megumi will look at you as both your parents will pick you up from school and sometimes wished it was him and his own but be kept his jealously in.

Why should he be jealous of someone who's making him happy?

But then just like his mother, just like his father, you took Tsumiki away from him and didn't tell him why.

So why should he be happy? Actually why is he even draining his brain at 3AM, thinking of a text to send you?

He sighed as he turned off his phone but his eyes caught glimpse of a message.

It was from you?

But then his jaw dropped and his eyes grew wide.

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Lover - e.m/s.h

hello angels! i hope all of you are doing well! sorry this has taken me so long but here is the Steve alternative ending for deadbeat dad (please read it before this!!). it’s 3am and i’ve been rushing to get this out to you guys! enjoy reading🩷 (here is Eddie’s ending if you would like to read it!)

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"you excited for Uncle Dustin's party?" Steve asked as he carefully pulled a pink dress over Penny's head. it had been two months since the 'fight' you had with Eddie and even though it had started off slowly he was finally stepping up to be a dad again. 

"yes, i think daddy and Grandpa Wayne are gonna be there" her voice was laced with excitement as he untucked her curls from her top. he gasped loudly eyes widening like it was the best thing he'd ever heard, to be honest it probably was the best thing he'd heard "i think they will be there honey, that's really exciting" ever since Penny's party Steve hadn't left your side.

he'd comforted you when you were crying after the party, he'd be there every day (before and after work) making sure you and Penny were okay, he was this guy who was able to comfort you and if you were being honest spending all this time with him made feelings you'd never think you get for him grow.

he was kind, ambitious, caring and just so sweet. you'd known of him for years and were acquaintances until Dustin properly introduced the two of you just after you started dating Eddie. you never thought that you would be interested in anyone after Eddie let alone one of your closest friends but sometimes love is unexpected.

you felt nervous around him and were doing your best to keep your feelings at bay but with the way you two acted, anyone who didn't know the two of you would assume that you were together. you would hold hands, he'd leave small kisses on your cheeks, call you sweet pet names that made you weak to your knees. he had a lot of love to give and you loved the affection he gave you.

Steve and Eddie rarely got along, if they did it was weird. maybe they could have one or two conversations but that was it. however what you didn't know was a few days after your 'fight' with Eddie he went to see him.

he went to try help Eddie become the best version of himself so he could be the incredible dad he used to be. he wanted him to get better for himself but also for Penny. Steve knew that if they two of you got together, which he was hoping would happen, he would never compare to Eddie.

Steve didn't want to take over Eddie's roll because he knew how much Penny loved him but he would always have a soft spot for her, she was the sweetest little girl and you had raised her to be so polite and loving.

Eddie was an incredible dad before Corroded Coffin and if he was being honest Steve was jealous at how good of a dad he was. he would watch him take care of this beautiful child and he was an doing an amazing job before the band got recognition.

Steve and Eddie had briefly spoken about you and he comforted Eddie when he broke down, realising how rude he was to you through those years. he realised that all you were trying to do was let him be a dad to Penny and he screwed it up because he was too caught up with the fame.

but Steve helped him, made him realise that no parent is perfect, yes what he did was horrible but every single person on the earth makes mistakes and you can't change the past. but you can change the future and that should revolve around Penny. that's when Eddie stepped up again.

Eddie had actually thanked Steve and when the topic of conversation changed back to you, Steve's bright red cheeks were a dead giveaway to Eddie. he laughed through tears, Steve loved you. Eddie couldn't complain though, many men would look at you with dreamy eyes because of how beautiful you were.

when Eddie pointed out to Steve that he loved you he felt his already red cheeks get redder. he had been called out by Robin a million times but getting called out by Eddie, your ex, that was a completely different scenario. he has actually apologised for it but Eddie brushed him off. Steve was a great guy and if he liked you and you liked him, who was he to stand in the way?

he encouraged Steve to make a move on you because you deserved someone like him, he was good with Penny, he hated to admit it but he was kind, generous, always put others before himself.

Steve was a bit scared honestly, you and him were practically together already but there was always that voice in the back of his mind telling him that he didn't deserve you. after what happened with Nancy all those years ago he felt like he didn't deserve anyone, that he was unlovable. he felt vulnerable.

but he wasn't, he deserved to be loved and you were happy to be the one to show him what it was like to be loved. "right you're ready missy. you'll have to let mama do your hair, i have no idea how to do it" he stood up and kissed her forehead.

"that's okay, thank you for helping me get dressed" she skipped past him to go find you but he stood there, heart melting at how adorable she was. he could hear her running down the stairs before screaming your name.

"mama look at my dress" she had shouted, her voice filled with excitement and happiness. "wow sweetheart, you look beautiful" he felt like his whole body was melting when he would hear the two of you talk to each other.

he had always wanted a family, always wanted to take on that father roll and he felt like he could because of Penny. he wasn't trying to be Eddie but he wanted to be some sort of father figure in her life. she was just adorable.

Dustins 21st birthday party was today and everyone was invited. it wasn't really a party, more like a gathering of friends who hardly saw each other. most of the kids were coming back from college and Steve was honestly really excited to see them again.

he remembered when they were little kids and now they were adults, in college. Steve left Penny’s bedroom and went downstairs to see you sat on the sofa with Penny on the floor (on a pillow) in front of you. you were carefully using a spray bottle to wet her curls so it would be easier to brush.

you were ready, hair done, makeup done with a floral dress on. usually a party meant late nights where you would have to miss out because you couldn’t find a babysitter but today you could finally attend a ‘party’ which allowed her to come.

you were putting her hair in two little pigtails and Steve always wondered how she could sit so still whilst you were doing her hair. usually a kid would squirm around whilst getting their hair done, but not Penny. she was sat completely still, being patient as you finished up her hair.

“all done pretty girl” you said as you finished her left pigtail. “thank you mama” she stood up from the floor and smoothed over her dress. “you go get your shoes and then we can go, we don’t want to be late” you stood up as she ran off to the front door where her sparkly shoes were.

“you look beautiful” you flinched as his voice filled the silent living room. you turned around and saw Steve there, you hadn’t even heard him come into the living room. “jesus Steve. you scared me” you placed your hand on your chest, your heart beating rapidly as you calmed down from the scare.

“sorry honey, i didn’t mean to scare you” he laughed loudly, running a hand through his hair which was styled perfection per usual “you do look very beautiful though” you blushed, there was something about a compliment from Steve that made you feel special.

he just knew how to make you feel beautiful. “thank you. you ready to go? i don’t want Dustin to shout at us for being late” he nodded and held his hand out for you to take and you walked towards him, carefully intertwining your fingers together. he kissed your cheek lightly and with that the three of you made your way to Dustin’s party.

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you had been at Dustin’s party for a few hours now, Eddie had showed up and so had Wayne which had made Penny squeal in delight when she saw the two of them. you were stood with Robin and Max laughing about something that had happened at Max’s college whilst Penny was with Joyce and Wayne. Steve was stood with Dustin and Eddie which was weird for you to see but you felt relieved the two of them were getting along.

Steve’s eyes glanced around the room every so often and they always landed on you before he quickly diverted his attention before you or anyone else noticed but he wasn’t doing a good job because both Eddie and Dustin noticed how his eyes always locked onto you.

“so, you told her how you feel yet or are you just going to keep staring at her like a lovesick puppy” Eddie smirked, it felt a little weird trying to help Steve ‘get with you’ because you were his ex but all he ever wanted was for you to be happy and if that meant you were with Steve then obviously he was going to try to make it happen.

“no i haven’t Eddie” he glanced at you again, his eyes were filled with adoration every single time he looked at you. “isn’t it kind of strange you are helping him get with the mother of your child?” Dustin asked looking between the two men.

Eddie shook his head “nah, me and y/n will never get back together and i see the way she looks at Steve and how he looks at her, for example right now” Eddie and Dustin both looked at Steve who quickly turned his attention back to the conversation.

Dustin laughed at how quickly Steve acted like he hadn’t been ogling at you. “they are gonna be good together if he decides to stop being a wimp and ask her out. all i wanted was for her to be happy and she is with Steve so he needs to get a grip and ask her out”

“yeah well it’s easier said then done Eddie. you forget what happened with Nancy, i am terrified that she-” Eddie and Dustin shook their heads and Dustin cut him off “she’s nothing like that man, you can’t keep putting off a relationship because of something that happened years ago”

Steve knew Dustin was right but he hated that he was. “yes what happened between you and Nancy was sad and you were devastated but do you really think y/n, the sweetest person ever would do that to you? she is in love with you i’m telling you. ask her out and put us out of our misery watching you stare at her makes me feel sick”

“he’s right Steve. she really likes you and it’s okay because the two of you are great together” hearing it from Eddie yet again made Steve feel sad for him. he knew Eddie still loved you, Eddie would always love you, and he knew you would always have love for Eddie but if he was telling him to go for it then why shouldn’t he?

it wasn’t like he needed his blessing but the bit of reassurance that it was okay for him to do made him felt at ease. he sighed, nodding his head and looking down at the floor, he felt Eddies hand on his shoulder as a comfort of some sort.

asking someone out was nerve wracking but asking you out was even more nerve wracking. you were so beautiful, so sweet, so loving and it was a big thing for him. “you’ve got this man. don’t stress” Eddie said as he looked up from the floor he turned his attention back to you.

you were listening to Max talk about something, focusing on every single thing she said, a small smile on your face. he wasn’t lying when he told you that you looked beautiful because you did, you looked absolutely perfect. not stressing out was easier said then done and he knew he would 100% stress out.

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“she’s finally asleep, sorry you were down here by yourself for so long” you walked down the stairs and sat down on the sofa, exhausted from trying to get a hyperactive child to sleep. “it’s okay. you weren’t too long” he joked as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you into him.

this was normal for the two of you. sitting on the sofa together, cuddling one another relaxing after a stressful day. “i saw you speaking with Eddie” you said as you looked at the wall in front of you. you cuddled more into Steve, his body heat warming you up. the blanket the two of you used was on the other sofa and with both of you being to lazy to get up and get it, this was the next best thing.

“yeah. he’s actually a pretty decent guy” he kissed your forehead gently. “i appreciate the two of you getting along. it’s less stressful” you smiled. you felt tired, the king day feeling even longer after being out at a party for so long.

“i do wanna ask you something though” this was it, Steve was finally going to ask you out. it was like after the pep talk with Eddie he had grown a different type of confidence. “i know we have been spending a lot of time together and i honestly have really enjoyed being with you”

“but i know my feelings and they’re getting pretty hard to hide now so what i’m trying to say is i’d like to take you out on a proper date and i would also love for you to be my girlfriend, if you’d like to go on one that is” you looked up at him with a shy smile, his cheeks were red and he felt like his heart was beating so fast that you could actually feel it.

“i’d love to go on a date with you and i’d also love to be your girlfriend” he felt as though this weight had been lifted off of his shoulders as you answered. finally after pining after you he had asked you out and you had said yes.

he lent down and kissed you passionately. it was one, if not the most passionate kiss you had ever had in your entire life. it was filled with love and adoration and after a few seconds you pulled away. “i have to make this date perfect” he whispered, his hand stroking your cheek comfortingly. “i know whatever you pick it will be perfect” he smiled and kissed you again.

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The Royal Ruse 👑

Prince! Loki x Asgardian reader

18+ | not sure of the warnings for this chap? I don’t think there are any new ones other than I wrote this half asleep at 3am so if it doesn’t make sense sorry, let me know

Chapter 6

You grew merrier and merrier the further the night drew on. As well as accepting congratulations, you accepted plenty of mead as well as over half a dozen dances, none feeling like the one with Loki felt. Your gazes lingered on one another as you conversed with others, occasionally sharing a dance. You wondered if he was only looking at you in order to draw information about you out of your mind considering that you felt him rummaging through it, however there were times you caught one another’s eye without the feeling. Nonetheless, conversations began with Loki’s told me so much about you meaning you sold the fabrication.

By the time the ball had come to an end, you and Loki found one another’s sides again before you both headed back to his room. The journey was silent, comfortable, the two of your hands occasionally brushing against one another’s as you walked. When you finally reached, you were practically bursting at the seams to speak, knowing you no longer had to keep up a pretence.

“That was so fun.” You beamed, Loki closing the door behind you both.

“Indeed it was.” He agreed with a hint of a smile.

“And we looked so good, everyone said so.” You continued, turning to face him, only to see that his expression was vacant. “Loki?”

“Perhaps we should continue this night.” He answered, emotion returning to his face as if he was previously just lost in thought. Wordlessly, you nodded in agreement with a simper. “Care to join me for a spot of stargazing, I know the perfect place and it’s—” he began before you interrupted.

“Yes.” You gleamed.

“Right.” He grinned before opening the door again and prompting you to walk next to him.

The two of you walked through the royal gardens until you reached a clearing that had the perfect view of the stars. There was already a blanket laid out which made you think Loki had probably been here recently or that he was already planning to come here tonight with you which surprisingly made you even giddier. You both laid on it, a small space between you both as you looked up at the stars. The air was cool and still, only the distant sound of an owl hooting filling your ears. The sky was a never ending darkness only illuminated by the twinkling of stars. You both stayed like that for a while before you broke the silence.

“So, what will you do once you’re king?” You asked.

“Build a statue of myself I suppose.” Loki answered, an amused expression on his face.

“Naturally.” You laughed in agreement.

“And I want more theatre here” he continued “the midgardians have an optimistic appreciation of the arts that we here don’t share.”

“Really? I’ve never been.” You shrugged.

“Oh y/n, it’s truly wonderful there.” He spoke, glancing at you as you hummed contently. “What will you do with your riches?” He ventured.

“Perhaps visit midgard or save everything for my future children as you said.” You answered.

“Did I?”

“I believe your exact words were you’ve grown up impoverished, don’t let your children grow up the same.” You replied, mimicking his voice.

“No, they were think about your future children, they wouldn’t have to suffer like you have.” He corrected.

“So what I said then?” You laughed making Loki laugh too.

“Oh look, a shooting star.” He pointed out before you quickly turned your attention to it.

“Hurry, make a wish.” You rushed out, closing your eyes to make a wish before opening them again.

“What did you wish for?” Loki asked.

“I can’t tell you that” you insisted “or it won’t come true.”

“You don’t actually believe in all of that do you?” Loki teased.

“Why wouldn’t I?” You challenged, narrowing your gaze at him as you sat up, Loki doing the same.

“Because magic doesn’t exist in shooting stars, it exists down here, all around us” he began, picking up a leaf from the floor and covering it with his hand for a moment before unveiling a rose and handing it to you “magic exists in the palm of my hand” he continued, looking down at his palm and prompting you to do the same before fireworks began dancing in your irises.

“Wow.” You uttered.

“So tell me, y/n,” he requested, closing his palm and turning all of his attention to you “what did you wish for?”

“I wished for you to find happiness Loki, true happiness.” You answered honestly, Loki’s lips curling up into a small almost mirthless smile.

“My happiness resides on the throne, you needn't worry yourself wishing for it.” He assured dismissively.

“Well then, here’s to marrying for it.” You declared.

The two of you turned your attentions back to the diamonds glistening in the sky, your eyes eventually growing tired and closing.

“You’re snoring” Loki spoke before your eyes flew open “come on, let’s get you to bed.”

“You’ll stay?” You questioned tiredly as you stood.

“Will you wish on a shooting star if I say no?” He jested, gesturing for you to walk next to him.

The following morning, when you awoke, forgetting how you actually made it into bed, you glanced across the room at Loki who’s behind also looked good in the morning sun. Instead of turning your attentions away from his nudity, you ran your eyes across his body. His porcelain skin looked as though it was glowing, as if all the magic in Asgard resided on him, shrouding him and coating him in an ethereal shawl. You found yourself slowly running your hand against the material of his duvet, eyes focusing on his back as you imagined touching his skin. You wondered if it’d feel as soft as the duvet felt. Remembrance of the previous night flooded you as you recalled the feeling of his leg between yours. You turned your head to the side, your nose running across the pillow as you tried to inhale the scent of him, wanting the memories of last night to feel realer, more solid. Just as they began to solidify, the door knocked causing Loki to wake up as he sat up quickly. You averted your gaze just as quick, opting to just close your eyes and pretend you were asleep.

“Will you be coming to the hall to break fast or would you like food brought to you your majesty?” A chambermaid called from the other side of the door.

You gasped as you felt Loki’s hand on your shoulder as he violently shook you awake. You tried to slowly open your eyes to keep up the lie that you were asleep and waking for the first time but Loki’s naked body in front of you was making you reluctant to open them fully, suddenly shy.

“Will you be wanting breakfast here or in the dining room?” Loki asked you.

“Dining room.” You yawned, eyes half open, not wanting to shamelessly gaze at him.

“We’ll be down soon.” Loki answered the chambermaid before heading to the washroom allowing you to fully open your eyes.

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