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wysteria-bloom · 5 months

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honkai star rail x f!reader - random prompts

characters : caelus, welt, sampo, gepard, dan heng

warnings : none! :) sfw

a/n : im obsessed with this game and its characters!! Huohuo and sampo have my whole heart ❤️❤️ requests are 100% open for hsr, so feel free to suggest whatever ideas you have and i will write them! Be mindful that I am currently moving onto the second story chapter so i wont know stuff about jing yuan or blade!! I'm definitely doing one with the girl characters after this one-

Prompt : ̗̀➛Caelus touching [name]'s face and telling her that her face is really soft.

When talking with Caelus, you typically notice the far-off look he gets in his eyes. It’s as though his mind is in a distant land and yet his physical form is present here, with you.

It was an endearing trait of his, but also irritating. Especially when you’re trying to explain something extremely important to him.

He was definitely an odd one…

I mean, the first time you had met him he was head-first in a trash can searching for… something.

But… his strange quirks are what drew you to him. The times where he seemed emotionless were actually the times where he was the most gentle… and the times where he is the most aggressive he comes across as seemingly unhinged.

You were definitely down bad for this strange raccoon guy whom had a literal nuke within him.

Yeah, if your parents were still around they definitely wouldn’t be proud of your choices.

Sighing at the distant look in his eyes, you clicked your fingers in front of his face, frowning when he didn’t even blink,” Oi- Caelus!” You called out, frown deepening further when he didn’t respond,” Yahoo~? Astral Express to Caelus??”

He didn’t budge.

Biting your lip in frustration you went to pinch his cheeks but you were found frozen in shock when Caelus had, in fact, beaten you to it. His fingers were rough from how much he’s been swinging that destructive bat around but they had a comforting warmth surrounding them, and when mixed with the blush on your cheeks you felt as though your face could be considered a heat hazard at this point.

He pinched at your cheeks with a concentrated expression, fingers rubbing your skin gently like he was testing the feeling of it, deciding whether he liked it or not.

It was weird.

He was weird.

But fuck, was it adorable to you.

A hum slipped through his lips and he stopped pinching your cheeks, seemingly deciding on something as he just sort of cupped your face gently in his hands instead.

You blinked up at him in embarrassment and utter confusion,”… You gonna explain what’s going on in that strange head of yours orr…?”

A small smile curled onto his lips as his amber eyes swirled with affection and warmth,” Your skin is very soft… I like it.” He complimented bluntly, his thumbs caressing your cheeks to further emphasise his point.

You were silent for a long moment before furrowing your brows,” I-I… thank you??”

“No problem.”

Prompt : ̗̀➛Welt using [Name]'s lap as a pillow.

It had been a long day seemingly, and Welt felt as though he just wanted to collapse into a black hole.

Maybe even one of his own.

March was a lovely girl but her social personality was tiring… and she clashes too much with Dan Heng. It was like babysitting rowdy siblings.

When he had made it into the Astral Express with an exhausted cloud hanging over him, you noticed it almost immediately. You could pick it out from a crowd of people.

When he saw you his tired gaze seem to soften a little, an ounce of tenderness within them,”… We are never having kids.”

You let out a laugh as he made his way over to you, his head hanging ever so slightly,” Guessing the youngsters were a little too much for you?” You cooed out gently, watching his stiff movements with pity,” oh, dear… surely they weren’t that bad?”

“No, no… they were that bad.” He corrected as he sat down next to her huffing slightly,” I feel drained.”

“Hmm… thats the joy of children.” You teased lightly, gazing softly into his honey-coloured eyes as you pushed his glasses up to the bridge of his nose for him,” Do you want to sleep in my room for a while?”

“…” He watched her, studying your expression and feeling his admiration and love for you slowly consuming him.

Perhaps his exhaustive state was affecting his ability to think logically.

Or maybe that’s just what he wanted to beleive -

But when he found himself moving to lay his head in your lap, he felt as though nothing else in the world mattered to him except for how you make him feel.

You blinked in surprise for a moment at his actions, your hands frozen in the air before you slowly began to card your fingers through his hair. Smiling down at him in amusement you raised a brow,” Is my lap comfortable, love?”

“Well… I’m not uncomfortable.” He answered ambiguously, closing his weary eyes.

I chuckled lightly at that response, continuing to scratch at his scalp gently with my comforting fingers. He hummed in approval,” That’s nice…”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Mhm…”

I sighed a little,” You can’t fall asleep on my lap, Welt.”

“ I disagree… I think this is a perfectly optimal place for me to rest.”

“My legs will die.”

“… a small price to pay.”

Sighing once more, a weak smile curled onto your lips as you took his glasses off for him, setting them to the side,” Alright, alright… Sweet dreams, love.”

There was a small curve to his lips at these words as he began to drift off.

Prompt : ̗̀➛Sampo teaching [Name] how to kiss

“Oh~? Well if it isn’t one of my dearest friends! [name], what brings you to the underground, huh?” Sampo cooed out with his usual easy-going smile on his lips, the sight of you filling his heart with genuine joy.

You blink up at him blankly before humming,” I came to speak with you, actually.” You answered honestly, arms crossing over his chest.

His placed a hand where his heart would be, a fake-shocked look on his face,” Moi?? Why, what a wonderful surprise!” He leaned down a little so he was looking eye-to-eye with you,” My heart swoons at the fact you think about me, doll! How endearing of you~”

You click your tongue, eyes narrowing up at him,” Don’t get too cocky, moron. I came down to make a purchase, not to see you personally.”

He ignored the disappointment he felt as he deflated slightly,” Ehhh? A purchase?” He repeated, raising an eyebrow,” I’m afraid I don;t have many valuable relics in stock at the moment—“

“I want to buy… a-advice.”

“Ehhhhh??” He was even more confused,” I understand I’m a veteran in this business and everything, but you don’t need to buy advice from me, doll. I can just give it to ya.”

You frowned a little at his response and just decided to rip the bandage off, eyebrows furrowing in determination,” Sampo… I want advice on how to kiss somebody.” You stated bluntly and full of purpose.

His eyebrows raised at that answer…’ Who is she prepping to kiss, I wonder?… lucky guy/girl.’ His heart felt like it was breaking.

“Huh? Why do you need to learn a skill like that?” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively,” You planning on fooling around with someone, [name]? How scandalous—“

“No.” You interrupted instantly, bitting your lip to keep yourself from spilling information.

“What makes you think I would be good at kissing?”

“…. Do I really have to answe that?…”

“Yes, please.”

“No… you’d have to pay me if you want to hear that kind of praise from me.”

“Hmmm… I dunno…”

Her eyebrows furrowed,”… I will pay you handsomely if you teach me.”

He bursts into laughter as he pet her head affectionately before stopping himself,” There’s no need to pay me, doll, really!” Then he gave her a cocky smirk,” A chance to kiss you is payment enough~!”

You waved your hand dismissively,” Yeah, yeah, whatever you want… now teach me.” You seemed fairly eager.

Sampo is utterly amused at this, he shakes his head and gives an amused sigh. “Oh, this should be fun.” He says, his smirk turns into a smile. “Okay, come here. Let me show you.” He says and he pulls you close.

He puts his hand behind your head and he kisses you gently. Not too soft, and not too aggressive. You lean into the kiss almost immediately, shutting your eyes as you basked in the feeling of his lips against yours.

Sampo pulls away after a few moments and he’s blushing hard, his eyes locked on yours. “See? How’s that for a lesson?” He asks, his breath a little heavy but he smirks like he’s already planning something to do to you next. He was completely mesmerised by you.

“Hmm… I think I need another demonstration, I didn’t quite understand…” You mumbled, eyelashed fluttering up at him innocently.

Surprised and very eager at this response, he raised a brow and smirks. “You’re asking for more?” He asks. He shakes his head. “Okay then, have it your way..” he says and he pulls you in again. He kisses you a bit harder this time, his arm coming around you.

“Mphm!…” you were surprised by how much more aggressive this kiss was but you were able to adapt to it instantly, your arms coming up to wrap around his neck to pull him closer to you as you took complete control over the kiss.

Sampo is caught off guard by this, his eyes widening in surprise but he keeps kissing you, matching your intensity. One of his hands grabs your waist, the other hand running through your hair. He’s enjoying every second of this. “Mmm…” he says, between kisses.

Then, you pulled away, breathing heavily as you stared up at him with a hazy look in your eyes,” How was that?…”

Sampo’s chest is heaving, his heart is racing. He looks down at you, a big grin on his face. “I think that was perfect,” he says and his breath is shaky. “You’re a natural..” he adds with a smile, his eyes glowing,” In fact… I think you could teach me a few things… how about another try?”

“Sound good.”

Prompt : ̗̀➛[Name] catches a cold so Gepard makes sure all her needs are met like an overbearing mother.

A groan left your lips as you stared up at your ceiling hazily, your nose felt entirely blocked and your face was burning hot.

You were definitely sick. From what? You do not know.

But what you are aware of us how much of an overbearing boyfriend Gepard can be when you're sick like this.

You watched in amusement as he ran around your shared bedroom like a headless chicken, fixing the pillows beneath your head for about the hundredth time that day.

"Gepard... The damn pillows are fine, leave 'em alone." You mumbled, your voice was hoarse and scratchy. You just didn't sound well at all.

Gepard pauses in the middle of fluffing up your pillows to peer down at you for a moment," do you have to be so cranky whenever you get sick?" He rolls his eyes goodnaturedly, but in spite of that, he was still fussing over you, pulling the throw blanket over you and turning the humidifier to full blast.

"I'm only cranky when you start acting like my mom. I've already got one, I don't need two." You watched as he opened the window to let fresh air into the room, and you would be lying if you said it didn't feel nice to have cool breeze hitting your face.

Your response makes his cheeks puff out in kick annoyance, letting out a dramatic sigh," so your mother is the only one who is allowed to care for you?" He settles himself into the comfy rocking chair next to your bed as he looked over you with a tender smile on his lips," I bet you're not even aware of how cute you look while you're sick." He observes.

You huffed, letting out your millionth sniffle that day," yeah, yeah... Only you would find me cute with snot running from my nose." You teased, still finding his compliments charming however.

He smirks and makes a clicking noise at you in response," I think your snotty nose and feverish flush brings out your eyes." There's that charm of his again before his smirk settled into a warm smile," how do you feel, anyway?" There was worry lacing his words.

He reminded you of a cute dog... His caring loyal attitude never ceases to make you fall in love with him even more.

Smiling up at him, you raise a brow," I feel like shit," you stated bluntly before your eyes softened," but you're making the experience more bearable."

Gepard chuckles and strokes through your hair, ruffled up in a way that was adorable to his eyes." I'm sorry you feel so awful." He murmurs," are you hungry?" He asks.

"no... I'm good for now," you looked down at the swathes of blankets covering you and opened them up, patting the spot next to you encouragingly," I think taking a nap with my wonderful boyfriend would instantly cure my fever." You grinned up at him innocently.

Gepard blushed, your expression and the invitation being far too inviting for him to resist," Of course..." He murmurs as he slowly, but carefully climbs up on the bed before nestling against you until he's under the covers.

His arms are wrapped around your body and he's pressed all the way up against you, like your very own heated pillow," is that all better for now?"

Instantly leaning into him warm and comforting touch, you nodded with a peaceful smile on your lips as you buried your face into his chest,” for sure…” you hummed out, already feeling yourself getting sleepy. Your arms wrap around his waist comfortably as you sigh in his smell of cinnamon,” Thank you… for taking care of me.”

Gepard holds back a groan of pleasure as you tuck yourself so close against him, your warm body just that much more appealing with your feverish flush. The moment your head rests against his chest, his arms instantly tighten around you, and he's holding himself perfectly still. He's not letting you go.

He kisses behind your ear, the tender gesture causing him to blush. "It's nothing," He hums, nuzzling into your neck. "It's my duty."

“I suppose it is,” you giggled out, leaning into the tender kisses he was giving you,” You’re like a knight in shining armour…” you hummed sleepily.

His fingers are gently stroking through your hair, the caress almost enough to lull you to sleep. The tender kisses he's pressing into your neck help, but not nearly as much as the loving expression on his face, one that's a picture of pure content. He nuzzles into you, as if to mark you as his, but mostly because he doesn't want anything separating the two of you.

"And you are my damsel," He whispers.

“Your princess,”you reiterated, blinking up at him tiredly.

"My princess." He echoes.

Gepard's arms are as warm and as comforting as they are tight around you. Your head is pressed right against his chest, his voice just an ear-hugging whisper in your ear.

"My precious and beloved princess." He purrs gently.

You slowly drifted off to sleep at his words, his warm and soft voice lulling you to sleep like the lullaby of a siren.

or maybe it was the fever that made you so sleepy.

Gepard holds you against him, nuzzling into your shoulder as he's content to watch over your peaceful sleep.

His fingers trace circles into your hair, and the warmth of his body, especially as the blankets he's pulling up to you trap the heat, are just perfect for helping you recover comfortably.

All this fuss over a simple cold. He'll make sure you're treated like royalty.

Prompt : ̗̀➛Dan Heng doesn't like talking on the phone, but [Name] always calls him instead of texting. [Name] admits that it's because she wants to hear Dan Heng's voice.

Den Heng let out a sigh the second his phone started ringing, he almost immediately knew who it was.

Nobody else called him. Not even March!

Why did you have to be different?

Dan Heng answered his phone with a sigh,"Yes, [name]? What is it?"

There was silence before your light voice graced his ears," Hey there~! Long time no talk, buddy." God, he could hear the shit eating grin in your voice.

That stupid grin.

That stupidly charming grin.

"... I hate you, you know that?" Dan Heng murmured and shook his head with frustration as he rubbed his eyes,"What is it you need now? Money? Food? What have you done this time? Are you in trouble again?" He hissed quietly.

"You don't hate me! Den Heng, where are your manners?" You gasped out, acting as though you were offended by his words when you were only growing more amused.

This is usually how your interactions went. You being irritating and him being irritable. Himeko and Welt can't count how many times you both have had your little spouts.

You were like a married couple, honestly. Disgustingly cute.

"And I don't need any of those things! I'm on the straight and narrow," But then you paused then there was a chuckle," For now."

A small smile spread on Dan Heng's face as he heard your laughter. Thank god he wasn't talking to you in person he'd look like an idiot.

"... you're certainly not on the straight and narrow if you're telling me 'for now'..." He leaned back in his chair and raised an eyebrow, "So what is it you need, then, if it's not money, food, or my help when you've definitely gotten yourself into trouble again?" He asked.

"Welllll..." you dragged your words out, almost as though you were delaying something. But then there was a click of your tongue and-," I just like hearing your voice. Is that so bad?"

You said this so casually. Like it wasn't meant to make Dan Heng have a heart attack.

Dan Heng hesitated and coughed awkwardly as he was taken aback by the sudden shift in what he thought to be a light exchange between him and you. He put his phone close to his ear, his eyes wide with surprise.

“... I-I don’t know what to say.” He said honestly but then he deadpanned,“I was about to tell you that you’re a brat to tease, but I had no idea this was going in this direction.”

"I'm not a brat, am I?" You chuckled out, there was a somberness to your tone," I dunno, you're just easy to talk to."

He heard your clothing shuffle, you must have shrugged.

"But I can tell I'm annoying you, so if you want I can just start messaging from now o-"

Dan Heng was quick to interrupt.

“No, no, it’s fine,” Dan Heng said quickly, waving his hand in front of him as if he could see you through the phone.

“You call me whenever you want to talk. It’s just— your timing—” He ran his hand through his hair again,“I thought this was going to be another prank call.”

He heard silence and then your breathy chuckle," You're so cute when you're flustered, Dan Heng." You hummed out teasingly.

Dan Heng’s face turned a bright shade of red and his cheeks warmed in a way only you had ever managed to achieve for him.

He couldn’t find the words to respond and sat there for a moment until he let out a quiet sigh.

“I wish you weren’t so… so… so…” He said, looking around his room as if to search for a synonym. He sighed again and gave up.

“I take it back... you're annoying.”

"Cute."

He heard the creaking of a chair," I'd like to take you out to dinner." You admitted rather bluntly, though there was a gentle tone to your voice.

"If you'd let me," you then added on as an after-thought.

Dan Heng’s face turned a deeper shade of red and his jaw dropped from sheer surprise.

“…W-what?” He asked you, and for someone who wasn’t known for stuttering, he was doing a whole lot of it.

Once or twice you'd joked to him about it, but in all honesty, there were so many times he wanted to ask you out but never did.

“I-… I would love to go to dinner with you." I said. But then realisation struck him and he cleared his throat," But..." He trailed off.

"Buuuut?...." You repeated, sounding a little nervous.

He frowned at himself for making you anxious,“There’s always ‘buts’ with me, it’s never just a clean cut ‘yes’.”

He looked up at the ceiling and let his head drop back down, growing more emotionally exhausted by the second, “In my defense, ‘you’ and ‘me dating’ are things that have never went together in the same sentence in my head.”

"Dan Heng! So mean." You whined out but you began laughing afterwards," You sure about that, though?" There was a teasing lilt to your voice," I see you and I together a lot.

“Well—” Dan Heng paused briefly and cleared his throat, his eyebrows furrowed cutely. Was he really about to confess this to you? Over the phone at that as well.

“…I have actually imagined a few times…”

He looked up at the ceiling again, his expression turning slightly red and he shut his eyes tightly, cringing at his own words.

“…it’s nothing I can say I ever thought would happen for real. But here we are…”

"Ah, I see..." you sounded almost touched,"... Well, how do you feel?" You asked, genuinely wanting him to express himself.

“How do I feel—?” The question caught Dan Heng off guard. As if he had a lot of thoughts going through his head at once.

“I-I feel—”

He was silent, trying to find the words. He couldn’t find the right words.

“I’ll be honest,” He said quietly, staring at nothing as he held his phone to his ear, “I feel a little scared.”

"Yeah?" She breathed out.

"Yeah," He repeated in the same tone,"...If you and I actually… you know… went on a date..." Dan Heng cleared his throat again, and again, trying to find the words," And you started to know more about me… who I truly am... will you still look at me the way you do now?"

He paused.

"Will you still like me? Or will you end up being disappointed?" He finally spoke in a whisper.

"I... I don't think I could ever be disappointed," you admitted genuinely, a gentle smile to your voice," I know you're closed off for your own reasons... but that makes me more drawn to you."

You sounded so enamoured. Affectionate. He's never heard you speak like this before.

"I want to shoulder your burdens alongside you," you stated simply," No matter what those burdens are. I need to make the weight holding you down lighter... that's my genuine feelings."

“…” In all his years of knowing you, he never thought he’d hear those words in your lifetimes.

The silence grew before Dan Heng spoke again, his voice still a soft whisper but now one of resolve and strength.

“...Okay then.” A small smile twitched onto his lips," Message me the details when you have it figured out."

"Nah, I'll just call you." You confirmed with a clear sound of giddiness within your voice.

Den Heng finally let a soft breathy laugh fall from his lips, his resolve evidently broken,"... I know you will."

#hsr #hsr x reader #sampo x reader #gepard x reader #welt x reader #dan heng x reader #caelus x reader

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daydreamingyuta · 7 months

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I'll Be Here to Take Care of You | Yangyang

summary: drabble, fluff, boyfriend!Yangyang surprises you after you've had a long week. wc: 447 a/n: Happy Yangyang day!!! 💚

Coming home after yet another week of draining work, all you wanted to do was go to bed. Never mind your growling stomach, you were too tired to even think about cooking anything.

You were so hungry though, that even as you unlock your apartment door, you swear you could smell the scent of your favorite meal being prepared. You take a second to close your eyes as your mouth waters. It's only when Yangyang greets you, that you open your eyes and realize you haven't been imagining anything.

"Y/n, you got home at the perfect time. I just finished cooking for you!"

It should be noted that this wasn't a normal thing for your boyfriend to do. However, it was now starting to make sense why he insisted on you both having keys to each other's apartments, which you agreed to last week.

You slowly walk into your apartment, a little bit in shock. "... you made me dinner?"

"Yeah, I really hope that's ok. I just knew that you wouldn't have let me if I asked because you wouldn't have wanted me to go through all the trouble, but I love doing these types of things for you y/n so it's no trouble at all." Yangyang says nervously. He thinks your shocked reaction is because you disapprove of his actions, but that couldn't be farther from the truth.

"Yangyang, you're so sweet. I really cannot believe you did this for me." You say, tears welling up before you could stop them.

Yangyang notices the tears and engulfs you in a sweet hug. "I know how hard you work and I know that sometimes it's just easier to go to bed instead of taking care of yourself.” He says, kissing you on the forehead and stroking your hair. “I'm here to take care of you whenever you can't."

You nuzzle more into him and let the tears fall. You were always more susceptible to crying when you were tired and your boyfriend's sweet words were making your heart melt. Yangyang stays with you like this until you stop crying, when he gestures towards your kitchen table for you to sit. "I'll get your plate ready and everything, you just relax."

You nod your head and then start towards the table, but then you stop and gently grab his arm. "Thank you, Yangyang. You always make me feel like the luckiest girl in the world." You say as you press a kiss onto his lips.

The proud smile on Yangyang’s face when you pull away from the kiss made you one hundred times happier. Treating you always was one of his favorite things to do.

#happy yangyang day!!!#yangyang #wayv #nct #fluff #drabble #k-pop #imagine #scenarios #yangyang x reader #yangyang x y/n #fanfic #fanfiction #established relationship

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pablitogavii · 1 year

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Seventeen

Summary: Story based on the song "Seventeen" from a musical. Basically Gavi gets tired of being famous, and you want to spend a day just being "seventeen". :)

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: mentions of depression. slight angst. big fluff <3

Pablo finally had a few days off after El Clásico was over, and he really felt exhausted both physically but mainly mentally.

Ever since the World Cup, and the expanding fame he received, he haven't had a chance to just be an eighteen year old boy...he was so exhausted.

"Baby, do you want to go outside today? It's so pretty..." his girl asked from the balcony of their shared apartment and he just sighed knowing the moment he steps outside, he will be swarmed with people and their cameras..he had no energy for that now.

"I don't know amor.." he said looking at his phone more so to avoid thinking about his own exhaustion and she noticed that something was wrong with her boy going inside and walking towards him.

"What's wrong, my love?" she sat on his lap and he snaked his arms around her waist pulling her to lay her head on his shoulder which she gladly does. He kissed her forehead in that very moment feeling peaceful...he wished he can feel like this all the time.

"I'm so tired...bonita.." he spoke and she nodded knowing just hard he works every single day as a first team player and on top of that all the fame that keeps coming at him hard.

"I'm so proud of you Pablo...you do all of it and you never complain..you never ask for a break..you want to please everyone who supports you but baby, you are still eighteen.." she said running her hand through his hair knowing that calms him down and it did making him finally smile.

"I don't want disappoint anyone...but I feel completely drained from it all amor... " Pablo said feeling good that he had his girl to talk about this. He is only ever vulnerable with his family and her because they are the only ones who really know him.

"Can we be eighteen today?" you say looking up into his eyes and he smiles moving down and kissing your nose playfully.

"I think I forgot how to do that.." he said with a chuckle and you smiled sitting up and straddling his lap while snaking your hands around his neck.

"We're not special or different today...let's be normal...see bad movies.. bake brownies or go bowling...let's just be eighteen my love" you say while massaging his shoulders and he leans into your touch smiling wider and nodding his head.

"And eat some chilly fires??" he adds and you smile nodding your head knowing what a craving they are for him whenever he is allowed to eat whatever he wanted.

"Okay, let's get changed!" you say and he furrowed his bushy eyebrows but you pulled on his arm and he let you drag him into your shared bedroom.

You took your own shirt tossing it to the bed before pulling his own shirt up and he smirked down at you making you blush a little.

"You know eighteen year olds are always horny, right??" he tease and you slap his naked chest before tossing him matching pajamas you bought the first week you started dating.

"Amor, it's daylight...aren't we going to leave the house?" he asked and you nodded reminding him that today you are normal and nobody cares if you wear pajamas outside.

"Joder! You're right! I'm just a lazy eighteen year old today who wears matching pajamas with his girl!" he said grabbing your waist and spinning you around as you giggled.

"Now, let's go grocery shopping for those brownies!" you say and he nodded putting you down.

"Race you to the front door??" he said giving you a bit of a head start (after all he is a professional athlete) and still you arrived at the same time. (he surely let it happen)

You snuck through the back exit of the building giggling while going behind the crowd of paparazzi holding hands and walking towards the grocery shop with your hoods on.

"We look like hobos" Pablo said and you giggled nodding your head moving closer and kissing his lips lovingly. You were happy that you could do something to help Pablo feel better again.

You got ingredients for brownies before going into a candy isle and your eyes grew at the nerd ropes making Pablo smirk and raise his eyebrows sarcastically.

"Baby, could you reach them for me? I'm too short!" you pout and he smiled moving towards you before getting you on his shoulders so you can reach the top isle.

"Oh shit!" you pulled to hard and the entire isle collapsed making Pablo catch you before you fell and the two of you laughs echoed the whole store.

"Ai chicos! Que pasa!?" the owner was not as satisfied but when Pablo took his hood off everything was forgotten.

"Pablo Gavi! Chico, tú eres fantasticó!" owner took an autograph and let us go without calling the cops promising not to tell anyone we were in the store.

"We can use it if it helps amor..come on!" he smirks and you laugh nodding your head before he payed for your ingredients and you were on your way back home.

"They discovered our back exit!" you whined knowing there is no way around paparazzi now and you hated that your "normal" day just had to be ruined after you saw Pablo's face turn grim once again.

"Pablo! Por favor! Pablo, aquí!" screams were everywhere and Pablo felt his head pounding as he grabbed your hand and pushed through the crowd smiling to the cameras before going inside.

You arrived to the apartment and he was massaging his temple angrily while you put the bag down and walked towards him feeling his hand go around your waist.

"I'm sorry, baby...um..do you want me?" you look wondering if head massage is what he needed but his grim face softened when he saw you apologizing despite it not being your fault.

You touched his temple but his hands took your and he kissed them lovingly before pulling you to sit on the sofa with him.

"Don't apologize, mi vida...it's not your fault..and we are not going to let them ruin our normal day okay??" he said and you were so glad he did kissing his lips in excitement before jumping off his lap towards the kitchen.

"Hey! Come back here!" he rushed after you hugging you from behind while you read how brownies are to be prepared.

You added all ingredients together while Pablo followed you like a lost puppy..he might know his way around a football pitch but in the kitchen he was lost. Seeing you struggle a bit, he asked if he could mix and you let him pecking his lips before turning on the oven.

"Do you think it's good?" he said and you walked back leaning closer to see but didn't see he took some dough on his finger and put it on your nose and mouth while you squealed.

"Pablo!" you said acting angry but liking this childish side of your boy who pulled you in and licked the dough of your face as you both laughed.

You put the brownies in the oven seeing his big pouting face

"Now what??" he said like a an impatient child.

"Now we wait, baby" you scrunch his face walking to the living room sitting down and he joined shortly as you watched some stupid Spanish soap opera.

"Díos mio, amor..this is so bad" he said grossed out by old people kissing and you giggled kissing his lips making him pull you down and start kissing from your lips to neck when oven was beeping.

"Mierda!" he groaned on top of you and you smirked getting up while he tried concealing his boner which you both clearly noticed.

"Alright, it's ready Pablito!!" you called while he "calmed down" a bit and joined you taking a big bite of the delicious pastry before pulling you into a kiss.

"It's sooo good...Díos!" he moaned and you smiled shaking your head and drinking your milk making white mustache that made him laugh.

"I take it you are not angry we were interrupted anymore?" you laugh and he rolled his eyes putting brownie down before walking up to you to hug you from behind kissing your neck.

"You're my favorite desert amor.." he whispered and you giggled nodding your head while leaning back into him.

"Thank you, mi vida...te amo mucho" he said now seriously and you turned around in his arms going on your tip toes to kiss his lips lovingly.

"Anything for my campeon!" you say and he smirked grabbing your body making you sit on the island while getting between your legs and pulling you into a passionate kiss.

"I know another "normal" thing we can do.." he smirked into the kiss and so did you nodding your head and letting him carry you to your bedroom. ;))

Hope you liked it! I had this idea for so long and finally decided to write it down <3

#pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi x you #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi #gavi #gavigif #pablo gavira #pablo martín páez gavira #fc barça #fc barcelona #fc barca

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fandxmslxt69 · 10 months

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I'm Proud of You

Loki Laufeyson x f!reader

Warnings: Suggestions at problematic friends/family/people. Loki's over-protectiveness, maybe? Swearing, um. Probably a lot of bad sentence structure and grammar and horrible flow if that bothers anyone

A/N: This is shitty and really absolutely horrible and trash, it's 2:20am, I'm tired and I feel so fucking drained and I'm so done with everyone, and I guess Loki's who I always turn to in shitty times. I might take this down later, given how I wrote it in like an hour and it's probably sooo OOC, but I needed some comfort, so here's this I guess? If you're having a hard day, or have been having a hard time, please know that you're amazing and if no one's told you, I'm proud of you for being here <3 -Clem

Synopsis: Loki's there, through the good and the bad.

Word count: 1.5k

Fucking stupid.

You slammed the door to your room, feeling tears sting your eyes. You knew you shouldn’t be feeling this hurt, but you genuinely couldn’t ease the ache in your chest, and as hard as you wiped at your eyes, the tears just fell down your face. You felt a sob build up your throat as you collapsed on your bed, the exhaustion of the day finally washing over you. Today was supposed to be a good day. It wasn’t meant to end with you crying. You crawled up to your pillow, burying your face in it as you cried your heart out. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

You couldn’t stop the sobs ripping out of you no matter how hard you tried. It’s stupid, you shouldn’t be crying over something so small, but sometimes it just hits and you just can’t stop it. You had no idea how long you sat there crying, but your loud sobs slowly turned into quiet hiccups and gasps, and your flowing tears became sniffles and painful breathing. It was like everything hurt, and somehow even after all those tears shed, your eyes still watered whenever you thought about it.

You sniffled, rolling onto your back and staring at the ceiling of your room. This is fucking stupid.

Doesn’t mean it hurt any less. You wiped your cheeks, taking a deep breath.

Okay. It’s fine. This is fine.

You stared at your room, your breathing slowly down as you worked through the last bit of emotional troubles. You blinked once, twice, and suddenly you were hyper aware of how alone you were, of how it reminded you of all those times you cried quietly in the bathroom so no one could hear you.

Huh.

You let out a sort of half laugh that dissolved into another sob as fresh tears sprung in your eyes.

Alone.

Just like always.

You dug the heels of your palms into your eyes, trying to stop yourself from another breakdown, but you could feel your cheeks getting wet as you curled up on yourself, knees pulled tightly to your chest as a new wave of sobs wracked through your body. You didn’t realise someone had entered your room until you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, moving down to rub your back softly. You gasped quietly, surprised by the touch until you looked up and saw Loki smiling softly. “I-” You started, your voice raw from crying, but Loki only shook his head. “Sh, it’s alright,” He scooted closer onto the bed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into him. You sobbed harder as he flooded your senses- his lingering scent of leather and earth, his touch making your skin buzz with joy. The tears came faster now as you buried your face in his chest, fisting his shirt tightly.

Loki.

Loki, here. Right now.

You felt a sense of relief crash through your system as you melted completely into him, your body moulding against his as he stroked your hair and whispered soft things to you, his hold on you tight and secure.

Loki. Loki. Loki.

Loki.

His name rang through your head a dozen times, as if your brain was trying to process the fact that he was here.

Loki didn’t let go of his tight hold on you until your sobs faded into ragged breathing and sniffles. He pulled away just a little to look at you properly, his hand coming up to wipe your cheeks.

“My beautiful girl,” He pressed a kiss to your head. “Who’s making you cry, darling, hm?” His voice was soft, loving and easy like it always was, but you could swear up and down that there was something angry hiding behind it, and when you looked up at him properly, you were absolutely certain his eyes were storming with a growing anger. Is he angry at me? You thought, but then his gaze softened as if he heard you, and he pressed another kiss to your forehead. “You can take your time, yes? I’ll wait until you want to talk,” You shake your head, “Don’t wanna talk about it,” “Alright, that’s perfectly fine. You know I’d never ask you to tell me something you don’t want to share,” He smiled then, but there was something twisted about it. “But, if someone is making my precious goddess hurt like this, and cause her such distress, I’ll need a story eventually,” “Why?” You hiccuped, resting your head on his chest as you fiddled with the hem of his shirt. You could feel the last of your breakdown work its way through your systems, and being in Loki’s arms helped. “So you could go beat them up?”

He stayed quiet, and your head snapped up to look at him. “Loki.” “Yes, darling?” He tried to feign an innocent look. “You can’t go beating up people,” “But I won’t. Beating up is a truly ugly way of saying it. I’d never “beat up” someone. It’s disgraceful to my title as a god,” You shake your head again, wiping the last of your tears from your eyes. “Still can’t hurt people,” “Why not? They hurt you,” “Yeah but-” “But?” “It’s unethical?” You tried to reason. He raised an eyebrow. “Right,” He absolutely did not sound convinced.

In all honesty, at the back of your mind, you really didn’t have much against him going out after them. Well, maybe not to kill them, but maybe a little chat. It was kind of…romantic? Hot? That he was ready to shed blood just at the sight of you in tears. You sighed, the simple act of thinking thoughts making you feel heavy. You wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug. “I’m so tired,” You mumbled. “Did you sleep last night?” “Not that kind of tired,”

You felt exhausted just having this conversation.

“Ah, I see. How about….we cuddle and sleep, and then,” He kissed your forehead again. “When you wake up, I’ll run you a bath, and get you some food, and if you feel ready to talk, we’ll talk. If not, we can do…anything else you wish to do,” He smiled. “What do you think?”

Your heart squeezed. We. We. We. We.

He was a part of you, even on the bad days.

“Okay,” You nodded slowly. “Sounds good,” With a snap of his fingers, he had you changed out of your regular clothes and into the comfiest PJs you had. He didn’t even bother detaching himself, simply lifting you up with him as he moved into the bed properly and laying down, his body pressed as close to yours as possible. You didn’t really talk much after that, just laying together in bed as you felt the day catch up to you as your mind drifted in and out of sleep. Loki held you tight, peppering kisses anywhere he could.

“I know you think the world’s out for you,” He said softly. You hummed, his words slowly processing through your sleepy brain. “I thought so too. But then, I met you,” He rubbed your sides. “And things were still hard, and it was still painful, but I was given someone to share that pain with. Someone who could ease the ache a little and make it easier to breathe,” His voice dropped to a gentle whisper as you pressed closer to him, his words wrapping around your heart as you yawned lightly. “I know you’re hurting, and I know sometimes it’s too much to share, but I hope you know that whatever it is that bothers you, you can tell me. And,” He tightened his hold on you, smiling a little when he realised you were half way asleep. “I hope you know that I’m incredibly proud of you, my little mortal, for being so strong despite it all. You helped me learn so much, and you gave me a new reason to live. You’re beautiful, kind and so talented. I’m proud of you for everything you do- even something as little as drinking water. I love you more than you could possibly know,” You reached up and covered his face with your hand in a bad attempt to stop him from talking. You still felt shitty, and something in you still hurt, but his words seemed to almost…crack through that, and plant a little piece of happiness in there. He laughed, taking your hand and kissing it. “What was that one quote? The one people use all the time?” You hummed sleepily. “Dunno,” He paused, thinking, before his eyes sparked with realisation. “If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more,” He kissed your hand again. You chuckled softly, before yawning again. “Oh, that one,” That was cute. “So cheesy,” “Right, I’ll stop talking then,” He pulled you closer. At this rate, he might just be trying to absorb your soul into him. “I like hearing you talk though,” You squeezed his hand lightly. “Then we’ll talk plenty more later,” He kissed your head again, and you smiled softly as sleep started to wash over you.

Breakdowns really were draining.

“I absolutely adore you, my perfect girl,” He said, and as you fell asleep, you couldn’t help but think, you’re not alone anymore.

Loki was here.

Loki was always here.

#enjoy or whatever.#tried so hard not to pour all my issues in this so it could at least be as general of a comfort thing as possible.#loki laufeyson #loki x reader #mcu #marvel #loki #loki x f!reader #loki comfort #loki laufeyson fic #loki fluff #loki laufeyson fluff #loki marvel #loki of asgard

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faerytreealtars · 11 months

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☆•° How does your inner child view Current you? °•☆

Hello my dears, I felt called to channel some letters from your inner children seeing as I have been working on my own inner child for the past few months, it felt only right to help all of you connect more with yours! So take a breath, clear your mind and pick whatever image speaks to your heart. Remember it is a general reading so only takes whatever resonates. Much love. Fae♡

♡ Pile One ♡

{Cards: The hierophant, two of pentacles, nine of pentacles, five of pentacles, ace of wands & four of swords}

Dear Pile One,

I, Your inner child see you as someone I could have only dreamed of being, you have power and wisdom now than I could have ever imagined, and the way you balance & control that power is so inspiring! We really came from nothing, hard times, and challenges but now look at us prosper! Far more than little me could have ever dreamed of! so much choice & creativity flows to you and makes me so proud to be you, or at least a part of you! Even if you feel out of your element just remember to slow down & look at how far you (we) have come!

~Lot's of Love, Little You ♡

♡ Pile Two ♡

{Cards: Five of Pentacles, page of wands, four of pentacles -reversed, The sun -Reversed, the tower and the hanging ones.}

Dear Current me.

I do not know how to start this letter, I do not know if you will even listen or care. I hope you will for I need you more than I have ever done. I do not know how to heal the hurts, only you do. Please don't neglect me anymore - It is so dark, so cold and I feel so confused. I am only little so why must my (our) heart hurt so? What was done to us was unjust but I do not want to linger on it any longer, there is a whole bright light for us. I can see it through the cracks but I am tired so I ask of you please don't hide away, can you be strong for us? I hope you can.

Your Ever-loving, little you ♡

(Note: While channeling your inner child I instantly felt drained of energy and cold, and it's a really hot day today so that tells me your inner child feels very neglected, I don't say this to make you feel bad. It's really easy to get busy and ignore the needs of your energy but seeing as I was near tears while writing your letter I urge you all to slow down and talk to your inner child, they really need you!)

♡ Pile Three ♡

{Cards: seven of pentacles, eight of pentacles, two of wands, the world, the star & ten of swords}

Dear Pile Three,

Hi!! Letters are kind of stuffy, don't you think? So don't mind if this sounds more like a text message! But oh, wow! I think you're so cool, like we're really the best and I know I'm right! Oh I need to focus I've been told so yeah anyway, we've done so much! succeded in all my dreams and we are unstoppable, I say don't listen to the haters they don't know us, or our story, haven't seen how far we've come, the work we've put in, the swords we've pulled from our back. Keep dreaming new dreams and know I'm your biggest cheerleader (on a side note we would have been great cheerleaders) Fae says we must have run on sugar rushes exclusively but I'm just an energetic kid! Anyway, I've got nothing else to say except Bye!!

(Channeling your inner child energy was like riding a roller-coaster, It's not bad in fact I'm sure you must have been quite the comedian/character in your youth but I do hope your parents/carers are getting some well-needed rest now!!)

I hope that you managed to find comfort, Inspiration, or a message that resonated with you out of the three piles, If not don't worry I'm sure you will receive a message in some other way. Much Love - Fae˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

TAROT DECK USED: Nicoletta Ceccoli Tarot

MOON POSITION: Full Moon - Strawberry Moon (100%)

DAY OF THE WEEK: Sunday - Sun elemental, today's energy is good for relaxation and spending time enjoying the great outdoors. Rising with the sun will give you energy and it's best to avoid doing anything too active or strenuous on the body. Clear your mind from all worries and focus on mindfulness. Lucky Colours: Gold and Burgundy

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jangofettjamz · 5 months

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Meds

Jenna ortega x Autistic!Male!Reader

Summary: Jenna sees that you're anxious and encourages you to take your medication.

Words: 871

Jenna POV

Y/N and I just got back from the Doctor to get his prescription for his anxiety meds. He doesn't like taking them, as goes for any medication he has to take, but he needs them in times like these.

He's done so well with going to his appointments, even if he's not confident to go to them by himself he still makes the effort because he cares and wants to look after himself.

However, he can be a little stubborn despite what he'd tell you. He'll refuse to take them sometimes, says the meds make him drowsy, I don't blame him to be honest they do take a lot of energy out of him.

His social battery has practically been drained from having to talk to the receptionist, doctor and pharmacist so talking was gonna be kept to a minimum, which isn't a problem at all because I'm proud of how far he's come to even do that.

He's sitting on the couch playing with hands, he needs his meds but getting him to take them is a different conversation entirely. I'll have to be patient and convince him that it's okay to take them, he's always skeptical about taking them.

I walk up to him and try to get through to him. "Honey you alright? You're fidgeting a lot there, what's on your mind?" He shrugs; like I said his social battery is drained.

"You feeling anxious?" I ask being careful of what to say. He nods his head shyly keeping his hands in his sleeves.

I decided that getting an idea of how anxious he is would determine whether he should take them or not. "Can you tell me how anxious you're feeling right now on a scale of one to ten?" His mouth opened but no words formed, only exasper gasps; he's non verbal.

He immediately hides his face out of embarrassment, he hates being non verbal; finding it extremely frustrating when he can't say how he feels.

"Hey hey hey, that's okay if you can't speak right now babe, can you use your fingers to tell me how bad it is out of ten?" He nods and begins using his fingers to tell me his level of anxiety.

He held up seven fingers, I'd say that's high enough for him to need his meds. "Let me feel your pulse, sweetie." I felt his jugular pulse and it was going quite quick, so was his breathing.

"Your heart's a little fast sweetie, so is your breathing. Are you panicking a little?" He nods.

"Here hold my hand, squeeze if you need to. Take deep breaths with me, in *inhales* and out*exhales*. Good job baby, keep up with those deep breaths for me."

I sit him on my lap and hold him tight with his head on my shoulder, his legs wrapped around my waist as I rock him from side to side as a grounding technique. He was shaking slightly from his oncoming anxiety.

"Oh my sweet baby, I'm here. I'm here for as long as you need me for. I know today was a lot and I'm gonna help you get through it, okay? Just relax in my lap love bug, shhhh." I rub his back while giving him head scratches, that always calmed him a bit.

"I'm your safe space remember, nothing can hurt you when I'm with you. You're safe honey, you're always safe with me." His breathing began to slow and my rocking stops to look in his beautiful eyes.

"Do you wanna take your meds for me?" He shrugs again, atleast it's not a no so this might be easier than anticipated.

"How about this, we give you your meds and we can cuddle for as long as you want, your gonna be really tired after taking them so you may aswell rest with me. Does that sound good?" He nods and gets off my lap so I can prepare his meds.

I prepare a glass of water and bring it to the living room where he is. "Here you go babe" I say handing him the pills. I hold up the glass of water to his lips and he swallows the pills while I help him drink the water "drink up baby boy, you're doing really good" he hates taking pills.

He finishes his water and his pills are swallowed. "All done, good job babe." I coo and kiss his forehead. I seat him back in my lap and lay down on the couch with his head on my chest.

After about 10 minutes he begins to yawn and his eyes become droopy, indicating his sleepiness. "Feeling sleepy, sweetheart?" He nods and I rub his back and rock him to help lull him to sleep.

"I'll hum you a lullaby, just drift off in my arms bubs, it's okay shhhh." I kiss the top of his head with love. The shushing, kisses and rocking made his head woozy and he closed his eyes, my humming was enough to lull him into a deep sleep.

I sighed with contentment, he was wrapped in my arms, light snores filling out the silence. My eyes slowly shut as I followed him into sleep with him snuggled up in my arms.

#jenna marie ortega #jenna ortega #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x you #anxiety #autism #jenna ortega x y/n #male reader

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slasher-male-wife · 1 year

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Hannigram with a s/o who has high functioning depression

I'm going to do this with other slashers too I just wanted to start of with one for now. But I've been dealing with high functioning depression also known as persistive depressive disorder since like 2017 but I didn't know it until January. I was never told what it was really like when I was diagnosed so I only recently after searching about persistive depressive disorder did I find out how much it really was impacting my life. Not to get into too much detail but I feel like people don't often talk about people who have depression who can still function and appear normal but still are dealing with issues like this. Anyway I'm self indulging, as a treat, with this one.

Warnings: Mentions of self harm and suicide, mental health struggles, mostly just hurt/comfort

At the beginning of the relationship with them everything seemed fine. You seemed like a happy healthy person, Will and Hannibal were happy with that too.

But as the relationship goes on and you open up more and more about what's been going on in your day to day life they start to worry.

Of course Hannibal will know it's persistive depressive disorder and will have to explain that to Will too. Will is going to be a bit confused about how you have this but he's going to trust Hannibal on this one.

Hannibal knows that pdd isn't easy to see unless your really know a person. He knows that on the outside you look and function fine. You keep up with work and hygine and you don't seem like you'd be depressed. But he knows better.

But it's those reasons Will doesn't see how you have depression. But he'll soon see that it's a daily struggle for you and he's going to take this seriously.

Hannibal is going to encourage that you go to him to talk about your mental struggles and whatever else you need to talk about. Will is going to try and help you too.

Hannibal will set easy tasks for you to do throughout the day that aren't going to be too draining on you. He understands how you can do things like go to work, keep up proper hygine and do other things most people can but it's incrediably draining on you.

If you aren't currently living with the two of them then there will be daily check ups if you don't see them on that day. Hannibal will insist that he cooks meals for you. One because he does that for people he loves and two he knows how you might not feel encouraged to eat because of your disorder.

But if you are living with them the check ups will be whenever they can be. If Will or Hannibal notices that you've been up in your room for a long time or you've been alone for an extended period of time Will is going to go check on you and make sure that you're doing ok.

If they find you crying Will is going to be the comforter, holding you close and rubbing your back while whispering sweet words to you while Hannibal is going to ask why you're crying and what caused this to happen.

It's like that with most things. Will is the one who does the comforting and Hannibal does the more psychological aspect of it. Of course Hannibal will wait until you've calmed down enough before he starts picking your brain.

Hannibal will also keep you in contact with someone who can perscribe medications for you to take. If you are on medications they'll make sure you never miss your doses.

They know how tiring it can be to do tasks all day long but there will be lots of praise when you do tasks. They want you to know that they know it's hard on you but that they're so proud of you for doing it anyway.

But on days that it gets really bad, like you can barely do anything days Will is going to sneak you some comfort food and Hannibal is going to insist you be near them in case you start getting bad thoughts.

On these worse days they won't force you out of bed but they'll suggest you at least join them in Hannibal's study. You don't even have to do anything you can just sit with them in there and they'll give you praise for it.

If you have a past with self harm and suicidal thoughts and actions they will take this into account. Depending on how long you've been self harm clean you won't be allowed around sharp objects alone. But if you've been clean for awhile you can be alone with them unless it's a rough day mentally.

Now no matter what once you talk about having had or currently having suicidal thoughts they're going to lock up medication and whatever else they need to keep you safe. They love you so much and they don't want to lose you.

In the moments that you are happy and in a good mood they'll take note of what's making you happy and suggest it as a coping skill for you. They love seeing you happy and hearing you laugh.

Whatever activities you find fun and enjoyable they'll encourage and support them. Hannibal is rich and he can spend money on whatever it is that you like. If you're into the arts Hannibal will indulge you in whatever art speaks to you. He's more than happy to pose for a drawing or a painting for you.

If you're more into nature and being outside Will has got you covered. He'll join you on hikes, fishing, camping, whatever else you enjoy doing outside.

#hannigram #hannigram x reader #hannibal #hannibal x reader #hannibal x y/n #will grahm x reader #will graham

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shutit-haha · 8 months

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Rocker Bakugo pt.2

Rocker Bakugo who writes a song about you. He's angsty and pissed, rather than to admit he's in his feels he just composes this whole piece about not needing you. Low-key it's a fuckin banger.

Rocker Bakugo who keeps you as his manager. You're good at your job, he was lying about people being better than you. No one is better than you. You're the best at everything. Your great with contracts, and his temper, great at loving him, and pushing him to do better.

Rocker Bakugo who says it's only until he can find a replacement but he misses having you around. The apartment's so fucking empty and after about a week he gets fed up with only seeing you for work stuff. So he demands for you to stop by the studio, to watch and listen. (Like you used too.) You know he only misses you, but you'd be damned if you let him off easy.

Rocker Bakugo who plays the song in front of you. He's smug about it too, like he didn't practically plead for you to watch him. (Again.) You're pissed, because what an ass! So of course you make him play it again, and again, and again. After about the third time you let the rest of the band leave but not Bakugo, he has to stay.

Rocker Bakugo who's grumbling and playing shitty now because he's pissed. He's growling and playing harder than he need too. If he keeps this up he might just break something or drain himself entirely. You're a jerk though, you keep poking him and poking him.

"Do you know what you're doing," your being condescending. You speak to him as of he were incompetent and stare at him like a child.

Rocker Bakugo who feels like one. He can see his Mother's gaze right after five year old him has thrown a fit. He sees it in you and it irks him. "Of course I know what the hell I'm doing, I made the damn thing!"

"Let me see the sheet," you're in front of him now. You're standing centered in front of his drum set hand out stretched for the sheet music. Now he really does feel like a little boy. And isn't that what he is? A huffy child who misses his mommy.

"I've got it," he snarls at you, snapping slightly.

You snatch the sheet anyways returning to your spot on the wall. "Play."

"Ain't shit to read."

"You don't got it memorized," you cock a brow. "Play."

"I will dammit!"

Rocker Bakugo who fucks it up. "Do it again." You command him knowing that the poor boy is tired.

"I can't," he mumbles.

"What?"

"I said I can't!" His chest is rising and falling way too quickly, his hair covers his face as to prevent you from seeing his eyes. His arms sag from how sore they are, and there's a slight shake too him. "I'm fuckin' tired, can't keep doing this shit."

"Then I need a new cash cow."

His head snaps forward, eyes meeting yours with a nasty glare. "You know damn well I can't play when you take away the sheet music."

You took a step forward, "you made the damn thing. Figured with how proud and confident you were in it, it'd be hard to forget."

"You're being a b-" He sucks air in through his teeth, slamming down his sticks and tilting his head back so he can breathe.

"Oh but you can turn me into a song? I don't want to be some jingle for a monster energy can Bakugo." You're halfway to him, only a couple steps left. "Do it again."

"I can't."

"Again Bakugo."

"I'm fuckin' tired."

Rocker Bakugo who knows you're still mad at him. He doesn't know how to make it up to you, he doesn't even know how to start.

Rocker Bakugo who tries anyways. He picks up the sticks and starts playing your favorite song. Your gaze softens, it isn't enough but it works for now. The both of you are so tired, you hate sleeping alone and that scene just keeps playing in his head.

His voice is hoarse and dry so when he sings its awful, but it makes you laugh. You're humming with him, just content to be in the same space without all that tension. "I know you're not out to get me, I trust you. Sometimes being at the top-"

"Means you forget to be grounded," the two of you speak in unison.

"Works the other way too," you start. "When you're always looking up, you forget there's trouble even in the stars. Constellations tell stories of heartbreak and death, and all I can think of is-"

"Walking on the clouds," he finishes for you. There's a smug little smirk on his face, pleased that he can still remember that line of yours.

"You gonna behave drummer boy?" Your hand cups his cheek, "gonna keep playing the beat to my heart."

He kisses your palm, and sets the sticks down. "Read over the thingy, was a lot better than I originally thought it was."

"I don't know who told you it wasn't."

"Kaminari had overheard something from the other negotiation team and made a dumbass assumption."

"And you believed it?"

"Was blindsided, sweetheart."

"You owe me."

"I know," he grabs at your waist. "Just come home," his other hand covers the one you have on his cheek.

Rocker Bakugo who has to have make-up sex with you. It's part of your dynamic. When the two of you were in high school you used argue over the smallest of things just so that you could bang afterward. As you guys went to college it became a little more difficult, having to learn that sex didn't make up for communication. Though the two of you struggle with words, you've definitely gotten better. And well any progress is progress.

Rocker Bakugo who some how ends up underneath you. When you said he owed you he didn't expect edging to be the price. Yet here he was in a dopey cow headband, with leather cuffs on each wrist as you edge him till he breaks.

Rocker Bakugo who's too lost in his orgasm to notice you taking a picture. It's deserved though, you'll just count it as part of the punishment.

#bakugou katsuki #x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #rocker #Rocker Bakugo #smut #happy ending

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heartfullofleeches · 1 year

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What about eggnog and cryptid/monster reader we can be menacing weirdos together

(This is with a younger Eggnog and a "milkman" entity reader for some background)

Elisha sniffles as they're lead to the basement. It's so cold, but no one will give them a blanket. They're promised that once they come back they'll be allowed to have all the warmth they could ever desire. Everyone will be so proud of them too. Elisha likes the sound of that.

They clutch the ends of their robes as the door opens. Their feet dig into the floorboards, toes and fingers numb. A shove sends them into the inky abyss of the room. Had it not been for the railing, they would've fallen straight down the stairs. The door clothes without so much as a glance from those outside, leaving them all alone.

Elisha wipes their tears and descends the steps. Their eyes adjust to the dark, but they can't see past their own feet. A potent, coppery smell floods the air the closer they get to the bottom. They nearly lose their footing on a puddle on the second to last stair. At the ground floor, Elisha can see nothing - except for two eyes peering back down at them. They break down crying.

"Why are you crying?..."

The voice is soft and curious - a far cry from the voices who asked them that question before.

"Because I'm alone... Everybody always leaves me."

"I'm right here."

"You don't love me... They said that they did, but then they left me in this scary place. I just want someone to love me."

The shadow blinks. "What is it like to be loved?"

Elisha rubs at their eyes, lips furled in confusion. They don't really know. "It's.. when someone gives you their jacket when you're cold. When they hold you so that neither of you are cold. They sing to you, kiss you.. tell you love you."

The room quiets with nothing but the sound of Elisha's sobs.

"That... sounds nice."

Their cries grow louder.

"Will you love me?"

Their arms fall to their sides. "W..what?"

"If you'll love me, I'll love you back. I'm not hungry. Those people keep sending their flock down here in hopes I'll be happy if I'm well fed. That I'll make more of them. I don't want that anymore. I want to be loved."

A hand reaches out from the dark. It's clawed and drained of color, but they can feel the heat radiating from it. Elisha takes their hand and steps into the shadows. They're enveloped by them, wrapped in unseen warmth and the body that it originates from. They want to apologize for their tears, but they're so tired. They want to keep hold of this warmth forever - and when the basement door opens for the next time, the pair walk out together. They don't know what this warmth this, but what they do know is that it's one thing.

Love.

You gag and playfully push Eggnog off your lap as they lick the corner of your mouth. "Eggs! Your tongue went in my mouth that time! How are we supposed to clean the cabin up if you keep jumping on me like that?"

Eggnog rolls their tongue over their lps and smiles. "Warm."

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NEW K-DRAMA: WHERE WE FALL

Warning: Talks of survivor's guilt, and reference to dark thoughts

[Sunshine Duo taking on Heart Wrenching Roles]

On September 29 a new Korean drama series made its way onto the big screens starring two idols from K-Pop group ATEEZ, main dancer Jeong Yunho and lead vocalist Min Himari.

When nineteen year old Aerin (Min Himari) finds herself as the sole survivor of a mysterious house fire that claimed her twin brother's (Lee Do Hyun) life due to a late practice that had kept her from going home, she can't help but to feel as though she should have died with him, as though she should have saved him. Despite countless therapists reaching out after the tragedy it seemed as though nothing or no one could pull her through this case of survivor's guilt nor help dissipate the visions of her brother appearing in her daily life all the way into insomnia inducing nightmares. Once a bright presence she begins turning to seclusion and unhealthy activities to distract herself from the overwhelming grief, much to her best friend Jae-Won's (Jeong Yunho) despair. The more he reaches out to her, the angrier Aerin begins to get with him and the further she pushes him away, her actions growing in recklessness by the day. But Jae-Won refuses to give up on her. Will he manage to save her...or will she drag him down with her when she finally falls off the deep end ?

The bandmates appeared in the magazine 'Singles Korea' in order to promote the series where they later met with an interviewer who talked with them about their experience. When asked about the difficulty of portraying a character with such a dark and complex story, Himari said "I was really nervous at first because I wasn't sure if I could convey such a complex mental health struggle so I monitored every scene very closely to make sure I had every detail down."

Much like the maknae, Yunho shared similar feelings of nervosity regarding his role by stating "Even though it wasn't my first acting project, the concept was much darker than Imitation's so I found it to be a really intimidating role. The longer filming went on though, the easier it became to sink myself into the story and my character."

(Spoiler ahead)

The pair agreed that one of the most memorable scenes was the last argument in which Aerin steps onto her apartment's balcony ledge only to be stopped by a horrified Jae-Won, leading the girl to finally break down in front of her best friend after a few moments of protest. In their opinion the key point in this part of the drama is the embrace they share, Jae-Won's hands running down Aerin's body in order to comfort her whilst she clings on to him for dear life, pulling herself as close as possible to the man who had so desperately fought to save her. "Even after the director yelled 'cut', Hima(ri) was still holding on to me and crying, that's how emotional the scene was" said Yunho. "I found this very...draining in a way because I found many similarities between our experiences so the story took me over completely. At the end I had no idea why I was crying, I just couldn't stop." Himari added.

Something that a lot of fans are most likely wondering about whilst watching the series is how everything was filmed despite their tour's grueling schedule, not to mention side activities. According to both actors this project had been in the works for quite a while now so they had filmed majority of it prior to their schedules, what little was left being filmed on days off. Himari's view on it is "Even though it was a tiring project at times I feel like it was worth every moment because it was an amazing experience. I'm also very proud of what we created and I hope the fans will enjoy it too." To this, Yunho agreed and continued with "I'm glad we got to see it through to the end and am really thankful to be given an opportunity to take on a more challenging role. I personally can't get tired of the story no matter how many times I had read and monitored it."

Finally it was noted that they also had quite the romantic tension throughout the series, one that even ended with the two of them sharing a kiss amidst their tears. The strong on screen chemistry was explained by Himari "It was slightly awkward at first to be close in such an intimate manner but I feel comfortable with him (Yunho) and we're very close in real life so we managed to work through it." They both recalled being flustered whilst reading the script and having to film this scene more than any others as they kept shying away or laughing. Yunho said "Having her on my lap was already very...strange but then when production said we had to kiss we couldn't seem to keep our composure."

Overall the hard work and emotions put into this series by its actors is sure to capture viewers' hearts to bring them into a rollercoaster of emotions. Stream 'Where We Fall' on Netflix.

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