#and everyday it feels like i find out that yet *another* person i admired is just that little bit like me and every time it's incredible :]

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Love Letter From Your Future Spouse

Hello everybody 🌹

Here is another PAC for you guys enjoy it my beautiful people.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath then choose your pile intuitively:)

Pile 1 ---- Pile 2 ---- Pile 3 ----

Pile 4 ---- Pile 5 ---- Pile 6

Pile 1

Hello m'lady

I love you because you actually put effort into me I love you because nobody has ever given me the love that you have given me and you are the only one that would ever love me this way. I love you because you always make me feel that I am worth something I love you because you have a nurturing nature and you take care of me because you made me smile when I almost forgot how to. I love you because you have a huge and honest heart. I love you and every little thing about you. I love you because you are simply you.

If nothing else I hope you know that I love you with everyone ounce of my being I hope you realise your importance not only to me but to everyone who has been lucky enough to know you I hope you know that when you are feeling down I pray for your happiness I hope you remember that no matter what I am here for you and I always will be I won't leave you I am in your life forever I am not going anywhere I hope you recognise the fact that I appreciate and adore you and that this will never change I love you unconditionally

Pile 2

Mi amor,

I love you enough to fight for you, compromise for you enough to miss you deeply no matter the length of time or how far apart we are enough to believe in our relationship to stand by your side to hold your hand through the ups and downs to have faith and strength in our relationship to never give up on you I love you enough to spend forever with you each day I fall more in love with you making me realise no amount of time is ever enough and even one day forever will run out but I have decided that will be fine because getting to love you is worth it And no babes I am not going to lose feelings no I am not going to find someone better no I am not going to cheat on you and no I am not going to leave you I have already made up my mind I want you and only you No one else because to me you are my kind of perfect.

Pile 2 I think you require a lot of reassurance. Don't worry. this person will always be ready to hear you and give you reassurance

Pile 3

My Honeybee 🐝,

I am going to love you I am going to love you in our weakest moment to our strongest ones. I'm going to love you when you are happy and I am going to still love you the most when you are sad. Don't you understand?  I am here and I am not going anywhere I want to love you each and every piece of you I want you with your imperfections as much as I want you for you and I am always going to want you and always going to be here loving you with my everything. Because I see it I see getting married , moving in together , cuddling on the couch , waking up to good morning kisses , having arguments , making up after , cooking our favourite food , smiling for no reason , annoying each other , when we are bored having the cutest little babies *not them trying to be funny*, watching them grow up and never leaving each other's side.

Pile 4

Love of my life ❤️,

My dreams came true when I met and fell in love with you what is even more amazing is that we are now building dreams together I cannot thank you enough for coming into my life and making it what it is today. We are perfectly in perfect I love how we are beautiful together and that we continue to help each other become stronger and better both as individuals and as a couple I learn everyday from you you are so genuine and courageous I admire and love so much about you and I can't wait to spend the rest of life with you. And trust me when I say that I did not just fall in love with your body yet your soul I fell in love with the way you look at me with your eyes full of joy the way you smile when you talk about animals that you adore the way that your hair flies in the wind like they have mind of their own the way that you walk the way you speak so politely and calmly the way you love unconditionally and without a request I fell in love with all your flaws so hard that no one could save me

Pile 5

Babes,

I wish I could explain in words how much I love you but I can't because there  aren't any words to describe the love I feel for you I miss you also but I am not going to let the distance keep me from loving you even if it's from afar I want you to know that I will always be there for you I will be your shoulder to lean on your distraction when you want to escape and everything else in between I know we have got a long road ahead of us but I am willing to stick it through. And I hope you are as willing too no matter the bad that has happened or will happen always remember that you are so special to me and have a special place in my heart ,  in my mind I don't know how you see our future but I am going to share my vision with you

We will go out on our own little adventures going places you have always wanted to go but of course we will come back home to see our family and friends whenever you'd like.  We will get married and have our first apartment together we will have all the adorable dogs and cats that you want under a reasonable number of course I will constantly be surprising  you with gifts and love and I will promise you everyday the same thing. One word. Forever

Pile 6

Baby,

I want you to understand that love was never meant to be easy people fight people make mistakes people walk out and then run back but when it comes to love there is no limit to what you do for one another to protect to provide to profess it's a lot harder to stay together then to fall apart, but for our love for one another being unconditional will make it worth every second But I want you to know and understand that at the end of the day I want it to be you and me I want your early mornings I want your late night I want you on your good days even more on your bad it is like I am yours the way the sea belongs to the moon the way the moon belongs to the sky and even if the jealous stars break and shatter upon the Milky way I will still see heaven in your eyes. *This is a poem written by Mark Anthony*

Thank you so much for reading this PAC. Please remember that this is only for entertainment purposes.

Masterlist : here

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[beary-rambles]

Admirer

r.q: Hello! I love your writing! And especially when you wrote the Aegon x f!reader where the reader is shy and it’s all just cute and stuff. could you write something similar with Aegon x f!reader where the reader is again shy but has a huge crush on him? Like she’s a high born lady and secretly writes him letters and leaves stuff in his chamber like for example his favorite wine she saw him drinking, flowers, fruit and other things. Aegon doesn’t know who it is from because the two never talked. But once happens that when she’s putting again some gift into his chamber he catches her. Then some smut if you would be comfortable writing it and eventually he marries her and everything? Because Aegon feels appreciated and loved finally from someone. I want our Aegon to feel some love. Thank you!

w.c: 1.2k

c.w: highborn!f!reader, angsty aegon, kinda corny aegon, proposal ?, no actual smut but heavily implied, DRABBLE !! not proofread

a.n: will prob expand on this in the future bc i love this idea a lot but for now i hope this drabble is good <33

‘you are the most beautiful man I've ever seen i look for you in every room i enter’

‘My affections know no bounds when it comes to you’

‘I hope you shall smile to my prince for your smile is the most glorious sight’

‘you make my heart race and soar’

It had been over a month since the beginning of him receiving gifts each day, each attached with a small love letter to him. He had no clue where these letters and gifts were coming from. when he brought it up to his mother she shook her head and said she had no idea along with questioning some of the handmaidens who also had no idea. it was like a ghost, everyday around the same time late at night he would enter his room and a new gift would be there.

He had thought he was being pranked, that the karma from his past jests was finally catching up to him and he was finally being punished. there was no way someone truly felt this way about him, nobody looked for him in any room, nobody enjoyed seeing him smile. they had to be pranking him and he was very determined to catch you, because you continued to jest with him knowing his favorite wine his favorite desserts for gods sake you had even left him some bandages one time after he had been walking around with a cut on his cheek from an accident.

He was now determined to catch you, to stop this foolish game, to stop himself from thinking it was even real, but he had no clue how to even catch you, you were like the wind and he had no bases to even start from.

He had spent yet another day running around searching for any sorts of signs about this mysterious person and came up empty handed once more. He had been back earlier than usual, when he pushed open the door to his room he stood frozen in shock as the girl in front of him squealed, dropping the plate of cranberry pie on the ground.

He couldn't recognize her, he could tell by her nicer dress however that she had to be from some important family, his eyes fell to the table in which you were standing next to and he noticed a small note. It had been you. the person who was leaving him all these gifts and notes.

“What is your name?” Shaking her head unable to lift her head to look at him, “i am so sorry my prince i-” “Your name?” You give him your name and he rolls it off his tongue easily, testing it out. He quickly closes the door and makes his way swiftly to stand next to you before grabbing you chin and forcing you to look up at him. “Who put you up to this?” A confused look finds its way to the girls face and she shakes her head, “nobody my prince?” the statements ends with a question, unsure of what he even means in the first place.

He takes a second to admire your name, your eyes, every detail of your skin and for a second he hopes its real and that a pretty girl like you truly liked him. “then why have you been leaving me gifts?” he expects you to finally admit it now, that you had simply been toying with him.

You had been helaenas lady in waiting for almost two months now and it had been some of the best times you’ve ever had. The princess is kind, the people are kind enough but what really is a blessing is getting to see Aegon almost everyday. Ever since you first arrived in the keep you had kept your eyes on him, you had thought he was the most gorgeous man you’ve ever seen. Despite how much you wanted to you couldn't find the courage to go up to him and introduce yourself. Being a member of the great house tyrell you should have this great confidence about you but you never were able to be as outspoken as your siblings so if you really wanted to express yourself you decided you would have to get creative.

You figured out he was always out of his room and the maids weren't in his room during a very specific hour of the day and had just decided it would be easier to now have to face him to give him notes of your affections. but today the prince had come back to his room earlier than he usually did leaving you in this situation. You hadn't figured out what you were gonna say because you had never even really planned on telling him it was you.

“I just rather like you a lot my prince.”

Ever since then he had basically been glued to your side, followed you around everywhere and begged you to join him for meals. It was odd. you had gone from him never speaking to him to him wanting to see you every moment of the day.

One night in particular you had not seen him all day oddly enough and you don't expect to see him, until you’re sitting in front of your mirror preparing for bed when you hear knocking on your door.

You have no clue who could be coming here so late but when you open your door you barely get a look at him before he walks past you and heads straight to your bed laying face down on it.

“My prince?”

He groans and just rubs his further into your pillow. You walk over carefully and place your hand on his lower back. “Is something wrong?”

“missed you.” He hums as you begin to rub up and down his back, “i missed you too my prince.”

“They kept me from you all day.” He pauses for a moment and when he begins to speak his voice is laced with venom. “They want me to marry some bitch from the north.” You pause, your heart breaking into a million pieces as you think about him going off and marrying someone that's not you. “oh…”

He sits up, looking at you with cloudy eyes, you can now smell the wine on him, “I told them no. That i would marry nobody.” you look down at your lap as he moves closer to you, laying his head on your lap. “Nobody if it was not you”

“my prince?” You whisper at him as he presses his cheek against your naked thighs, your night gown having ridden upwards “your father thought it was a wonderful idea. my mother was so mad i thought she was going to smack me in front of them all.” Your breath gets caught in your throat as he grabs your hand and presses it against his cheek. “My prince?” “Call me Aegon my love.”

“what are you saying?” He looks up at you, grabbing you neck and pulling you down so your facing are right next to each other, “marry me.”

“Why?” Mirroring his own question that had been asked not too many moons ago, he looks at you with a wide grin as his eyes drift to your lips, “I guess i just rather like you my love.”

He presses his lips against yours and hums forcefully shoving his tongue in your mouth in a heated kiss. You fall back with him on top of you, his hands sliding to your thighs to push up your night gown to your stomach completely exposing you to him. His fingers lightly rub against your folds “Aegon,,” “Allow me to show you how much i love you.”

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[06sunnybunny06]

The lights go out (Diluc)

The moment Diluc appeared in your life did not portend anything bad. A respectable gentleman with a rich history and a business of creating high-quality wine. As a man, he was quite gallant. It seemed that the red hair could flare up like his eyes. Always neat clothes, even in the role of a bartender, looked gorgeous, hugging a muscular body. His calm character gave his appearance a bit of mystery. In general, any lady will lose her head for such an enviable bachelor.

What else can I say about someone who treats your drunken nonsense with understanding and calmness. Which made you feel ashamed afterwards. As an apology, you could only cook some kind of dish. With your modest budget, you won't be able to keep up with gifts. Especially for a man who has everything. There was still some way to survive until the next paycheck. Diluc politely refused, but your persistence did not give him a chance. The guy was embarrassed, but also grateful. It was not uncommon for him to skip lunch because of his busy schedule.

Over time, a good friend of the bartender turned into a good friend. Your conversations have become more open. Sometimes you were invited for a little walk. Which is surprising, considering his busy schedule, but how can you refuse your friend? Recently, parcels without the sender's name began to be delivered to your doorstep. They contained small gifts. Your neighbor, when she saw another box in your hands, sighed languidly. "It looks like our t/i has a secret admirer. How romantic!"

You were awkwardly scratching your head, knowing who the sender might be. Your friend only apologized for not giving his name to this suspicion, since he has many enemies. And that could be a problem. He didn't hear you at all awkwardly mention that it was too much and too expensive to give something in return.

You liked Diluc, I don't look at his slight detachment. It seemed that the man was carrying more weight on his shoulders than could be seen from the outside. It didn't interfere with your friendship in any way. All people have secrets. There is no person who would not hide skeletons in the closet.

It seemed like your relationship was more like a couple in love than friendship. But the thoughts in your head kept nagging at you, because you didn't match his status in any way. An ordinary person with ordinary problems….Jean could be suitable for this role. She not only occupies a high position, but is also strong, intelligent, and also perfectly beautiful. It is rumored that she and Diluc often played together as children. An ideal candidate for the role of his wife…

Such thoughts could drive you crazy, but reality is completely different from fairy tales. Every relationship can end before it even starts. And feeling that my heart involuntarily begins to flutter at the sight of a red-haired man. You decided to stop it before the feelings tore your heart into small pieces.

Lately, Diluc has stopped observing your presence. It seemed like forever since you greeted him with a bright smile after working days. The man wondered if he had done something wrong the last time you met. You were just acting weird. No, rather detached. He decided to find out about it face to face. His concern for you has become almost the norm in everyday life.

Unfortunately, the weather foreshadowed a thunderstorm. Huge black clouds covered the sky like a blanket. Diluc already wanted to go home until he met the little owner of a small flower shop. You were just working for her. What was his surprise when Flora told him that you went in search of wind asters in the direction of the Valley of the Winds. Your absence meant that you hadn't returned yet.

I hope she will come back soon or she can hide somewhere. It's going to rain heavily. No matter how it gets to the storm. Even the flowers have closed their buds.

The girl left Diluc in a hurry, completely not noticing his dumbfounded face. The body did not move arbitrarily in the right direction. There was only one thought in my head: "You're in danger." He wanted to scream, knock down the first tree he saw, or hit someone. He couldn't stop. Fear has already clearly painted every case of your death. Now his visions could become reality.

Damn it. The first drops were felt on the skin. There were more of them with every step. A few minutes later, a clap of thunder hit my ears. It's bad. You're afraid of a thunderstorm. It was only by a miracle that through the haze he could see the overturned basket on the ground. Asters are scattered around. After walking a little further, he found a small depression between the stones. Your body was huddled there. Like a squirrel in a hollow tree. At that moment, a sigh of relief escaped from Diluc. You're alive.

You couldn't figure out how you got home. I remembered how Flora had talked about the lack of asters. You decided to go in search of them in order to somehow distract yourself from thoughts of Diluc. A thunderstorm came by the way, and it seems that you even found a place to hide and maybe fell asleep. But there are no memories left in my head of how you came home. Although it doesn't look like your house.

Are you finally awake?

That voice made you jump. The man you were trying to avoid was sitting on a chair next to the bed. Fatigue and lack of sleep were clearly visible on his face.

Diluc…

The guy sighed heavily, hiding his eyes in his palm. "I almost lost my mind while I was looking for you. Plus you were down with a fever for four days and I panicked even more when I couldn't wake you up. Why did you even go to the devil knows where before the storm?"

It's just that Flora needed flowers to sell, so I decided…

What the hell kind of flowers?!

It was not a scream, but the roar of a desperate beast. He literally made your body freeze. Diluc has never been so scary before. He was scared of his own voice when he noticed the fear in your eyes.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you…. but the fact remains. You put yourself in danger. Is it worth risking your life for such pennies? How can I leave you if you can't even take care of yourself?

He scolded you like a strict parent for a little, wayward daughter. But he wasn't your parent. This is a person you may love, which makes you blush even more on an already red face.

I'm sorry…- that's all you could say.

It seemed like an eternity had passed when the heavy wooden chair creaked. Diluc stood up, heading for the door. You couldn't leave it like that again. Maybe this will be the only chance to confess to him.

Diluc….

From today on, thisplace is your new home. He said it without even turning around, causing your body to freeze on the spot. Diluc went out, letting the light from the corridor into the room. You managed to make out his serious face and completely extinguished eyes. "I'm sorry, but it's for your own good..

And the door closed, taking away the last bits of light. At that moment, my heart sank…

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[ya-zz]

This might be a little of a challenge since you've never written for him but! I wanted to request some Lifeweaver x reader where he keeps receiving flowers everyday from a secret admirer and one day he caughts reader leaving them?

Challenging or not, I love writing for a character that I haven't written a full fic for! Thank you so much for requesting!

Lifeweaver x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1333

Niran would spend his days cooped up inside of his lab or in his room, mind focussing on his biophysics and natural sciences. His schedule was always packed with researching, experiments that worked and failed, though despite the setbacks he experienced, he was determined to fulfil his duties at bringing natural order back to the world. 

His days at the lab were long, nights were short in his room. He kept to his schedule, not wanting to deviate from it at any point. One wrong step and it throws him off balance. Stick to the routine and the research will turn fruitful, everything would blossom into something truly beautiful. 

As he worked, there was no room for distraction. Everyone knew to leave him be, not disturbing him at any point to avoid the groans and dissatisfaction that Niran would spew. He gained a reputation, though the scientist never faltered despite the hateful words that were whispered throughout the building. 

Not everyone hated him though. He had his admirers, much like anyone would. Newbies coming and going would offer their praise and thanks before Niran shut himself inside again. Their words rang on deaf ears most days, but he was thankful nonetheless. 

There was one anomaly that he couldn’t quite place, however. It wasn’t a matter of his research, no, everything was going the way he had hoped; but the one anomaly was the presence of flowers appearing in his lab. Neatly placed on his desk, whether it be on his current project, the stack of papers to the side, or resting neatly in a small test tube. Each day there was a new flower, from buds to blooms, each one unique in their own way.

He would study the flower for a moment or two before putting it to one side until eventually he had a small bouquet of flowers sitting beside his window in a small glass flask - a temporary accommodation before he found a suitable vase.

The flowers would appear each day before his arrival in the morning, yet no matter how early he seemed to get there, he never once found anyone leaving the room. Maybe it was after he left? He did the same thing, waited until he could no longer stay in the lab but nobody came. They had to be someone within the facility. Niran couldn’t for the life of him find or even figure out who this person was. 

But you knew because it was you who was leaving them. For months now you had admired Niran, the way he worked, his friendly nature when he wasn’t working, but you were just another person, someone who he wouldn’t pass a second glance at. You weren’t like him, just a student who studied under another scientist. 

Maybe leaving those flowers was a little strange. Some would probably consider it stalkerish behaviour, but what could you do? He wouldn’t speak to you if he was busy and every chance you had was always taken by someone else who just happened to need something at the same time. 

Seeing him in the lunch hall, wanting to have just one moment only for someone else to grab him and he leaves. Another chance lost. Seeing him in the hallway, wanting to call out to him but he quickly ducks into his room before anyone even has a chance to say hello. 

Niran was probably an obsession for you at this point, but you didn’t want to seem like the crazy person. So, you settle on the next best thing. He liked flowers and what’s not to love about receiving them, especially anonymously. 

While he knew he had admirers, but this feeling was something else for him. It made him feel warm inside. He wasn’t angry that someone was coming and going from his lab because he knew where everything was place. Nothing was out of place, only a flower appearing on his workspace. 

Each day that he sauntered into his lab he wondered what flower was waiting for him. A lily. A rose. Wisteria or lotus. Bluebell or snowdrop, daffodil or tulips. Each were added to the flask or laid gently next to it, his windowsill slowly being overrun by this persons flowers.

And each day that you would return, you would see them all neatly arranged, the moon barely illuminating them before you had to leave. Working late had its perks, you figured out. While many scientists finished early, Niran being one of them, you could wander the halls without any questioning. ‘Just delivering reports’, you’d say, hand holding a stack of papers which only served to hide the flower you had recently acquired. 

Nirans lab lights were always switched off, the indication that he wasn’t there, the cue to leave your flower and get out of there before anyone notices… 

Though tonight was different… 

Everything was going as it normally was; Niran had left for the night and you were out ‘delivering reports’ to the other scientists. You made your way to his lab, the first thing on your agenda. His door opened with ease - you wondered why he never locked it each time it opened. 

You were quiet on your feet, manoeuvring around the space with no effort as your eyes glance upon the growing selection by his window. It made your heart beat just that little bit faster knowing that he had been keeping them and not throwing them away. 

Tonights flower was another lotus, one that was pale pink and white. A little smaller than the previous one, but still magnificent in it’s own way. You place it down beside the stack of papers before backing away. You take two steps back before turning around, heading back towards the door. 

A blurred figure stands opposite the door before it opens and you don’t even get chance to hide before the door exposes you. Like a deer in headlights, you stand there and stare at the taller man, colour draining from your face as your body shakes and heart begins to race. 

He doesn’t say a word but peers behind you, a smug smile appearing on his face. 

“Ah, the lotus. A symbol of purity and strength. How kind.” He finally breaks that silence, walking past you. “You really shouldn’t be sneaking around in other peoples laboratories.”

You go to speak but the lump in your throat stops you. The panic and shame were rising. 

“Please, I’m not mad. I’m glad to finally know who has been leaving me such wonderful gifts.” He smiles at you as he swings his bag over his shoulder. “Come, I’m sure you have an explanation as to why you’re doing this.” 

You sheepishly nod as Niran escorts you out of his room. 

“I suppose I was in luck I had forgotten my bag. It has been such a stressful day.” He speaks as if he didn’t just catch an intruder. “It’s nice to put a face to the admirer.”

The comment makes your cheeks flush. You finally manage to find the words to speak to him, explaining to him the reasoning behind your actions. 

Niran chuckles, his chest feeling warmer as he looks down at you. Cute. 

“Perhaps you would like to get coffee sometime?” He asks, which catches you completely off guard. “There’s this really nice cafe not far from here that serves the perfect blends. They also had tea, if coffee isn’t to your liking.” 

When you accept his offer, the flush burning hotter, his smile grows bigger. 

He winks, tone more playful than serious. “Perfect! I look forward to finally getting to know my secret florist.”

You stand there dumbfounded for a moment before walking back through the halls. You had just scored a coffee date with the best biophysicists in the country. Could life get any more exciting? The smile that embraces your face didn’t seem to let up for hours. Who’d have thought that you of all people get to be that close to him…

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[mochikofi]

Twilight headcannon that Carlisle tries to convert people into Christianity to hide the fact that hes a vampire.

Secret - Carlisle Cullen

A/n: i don't know things about this and i kind of forgot things about twilight but i tried, and Carlisle didn't meet Edward here yet.

You met Carlisle when you were taking a walk and admiring the forest. Then you saw something, or rather someone. He was like a diamond under the moonlight, it's like he's too beautiful to be true.

You were gonna walk away but suddenly the man was behind you. You were confused, how did he get to you that fast? But his beauty distracted you, it's like he was hypnotizing you without realizing it.

You were popped out of your dream word when you hear him calling out for you, asking if you were alright. His voice is so smooth.. how can a perfect person exist and be in this horrible place?

'yes' you say, you saw the man widen his eyes for a second and smiled softly. Why does it feel like you've met before? Why does it feel like you were connected?

You were no fool, you know it's not normal to have these feelings. You were debating if you're gonna ask the man if you've met but that seems creepy doesn't it? Well the only option is to ask what's his name.

'Carlisle Cullen' my, what a perfect name for someone like him. You introduced yourself of course, it's disrespectful to not introduce yourself when you asked his name.

You took one more look at him, eyeing his face and features. His fashion is different with the other people, it was like he was from another century. Thus, you bid your goodbyes and walked out of the forest. What a stange man.

You couldn't help but bisit the forest often, for you, are confused and interested because of what he made you feel. It didn't take you too long to find out he wasn't human, you thought he was rather obvious.

Carlisle was shocked, how could you find iut so quickly in little amount if time you've spent together? He was afraid that you were gonna tell the others, but no, you just waited for a explanation.

He was explaining it slowly so you can understand. 'i am no toddler, Carlisle.' He laughed a little, he forgot you were impatient. He explained normally now, surprised to the fact that you just raised your brow and did nothing.

It was like you encounter this in your everyday life. "I'm not gonna tell anyone about this, but be careful, there's people that are searching." He was thankful for that, but how can he tell you that he's your soulmate?

Thankfully you still continued your daily walk in the forest, acting that everything is normal despite him being a vampire and you being a human.

Not until the people started spreading rumors that one of them is a vampire, and that led the people into panic and started screaming. It made carlisle nervous, what if he can't see yiu anymore? He needs to do something about it.

You were gonna visit him in the forest, not until you see him in the village, dressed like a priest..? You were confused once again, what was his plan now?

But you became more confused why he wanted people to convert people into Christianity, you thought he doesn't care abiut it but oh, you were wrong. But still, you found it funny that he's willing to do that just to hide his identity.

He succeeded of course, but he had a reputation now. It was exhausting even tho he's a vampire. But still, walking around and having 5 people ask things was not easy.

His only peace was you. He wanted to touch you, smell you, hear you, see you, he was a man who couldn't live a day without you, despite being dead.

He knew you were smart, he knew you knew that the both of you were soulmates, for friends doesn't act like lovers.

He wanted to leave this place with you, but he doesn't know if you'll agree. He quickly fled to your house and asked you but all he see was you packing your things. "You're so slow sometimes, Cullen."

For that day, it was the best decision you've both made. Both of you became a couple, agreed to have you turned after 2-4 years, it was like a true love story indeed.

But still, he doesn't know how you can predict things, it was like you can see the future. You had so many secrets that even he, a vampire, can't figure them out.

You were unpredictable indeed.

navigation. - movies masterlist.

Again, I don't think this is one of my best works? Idk i just automatically made it into a semi oneshot- sorry but i hope you like it.

#carlisle cullen x reader #carlisle cullen #twilight carlisle #twilight fandom #twilight fanfiction #the twilight saga #twilight saga #twilight imagine #twilight imagines #twilight x reader #twilight x you #x reader #x fem reader #x female y/n #x female reader #x fem!reader #x gn reader #x gn y/n #x male y/n #x male reader

[sickeningly-sweet-letters]

Can a request a yandere writer x reader ?

of course! time for this writer to shine! eheh also hey! it goes with my url lol

also sorry you caught me while im experimenting with how i stylize my posts-

🌻 yandere writer x gn reader!

- a writer who’s been struggling to find motivation to write for ages! its not their fault that they cant find any inspiration! but really, they should try to find something or someone to cheer them on..

- thats where you come in, you caught them in the middle of writing a draft and you immediately caught their eye.. it was something about how you complimented their short story and how you wished them good luck.. seems like this is where your writer started their spiral into their obsession with you

- they finally found a reason to write, they finally found a muse.. thats you! they’ll write tens of love letters in a day, all dedicated to their savior! they would have given up without you! isn’t it nice to see all these dedicated letters for you? aren’t you so touched?

- their work was starting to be recognized but you always seemed to be their number one fan and they appreciated it so much! you had no idea that they were yours as well! ah.. isn’t this so romantic? you have a secret admirer who is the person you love! ..you do love then, right? haha- of course you do! they just know it! what a silly question!

- they were so delusional that they were surprised when you seemed so paranoid while venting to them about some “stalker” or whatever.. didn’t you like their writing? why were you so upset? you had so many poems and stories dedicated to you! did you not know it was them?!

- what to do.. what to do.. maybe they should come clean? they asked to meet you in private so they could finally confess! this seemed just out of one of their romance scenes! their heart was beating so fast.. isn’t yours beating just as much? they almost squealed like a super-fan when you showed up, and they handed you a very similar looking letter to all the ones they’d sent you before..

- even then, they couldn’t understand why you suddenly seemed to afraid of them.. what? why were you so scared? they were confessing to you in your favorite place to hang out and with yet another letter! isn’t this super romantic? why did you have that look on your face?! wait- don’t run away! come back!

- …you left… how could you?! nonono- this must be a misunderstanding! they snapped out of their shocked trance and tried to figure out what to do.. they decided to go back home.. and once again, they vented all their feelings onto paper, almost completely filling another journal. another journal filled with their deepest, darkest thoughts

- once their head was finally clear.. they wanted to see you.. they needed to explain that they weren’t creepy! this was.. this was true love, my dear! so of course, they went to your house for a personal visit. they knocked.. and knocked.. and yet again.. each time they grew more and more desperate. don’t ignore them! they just want to talk! please.. they can’t possibly bear to live without you anymore! please come out!

- they seemingly gave up… for that day. they’d come back tomorrow.. and the tomorrow after that, then the next tomorrow.. everyday until you finally open the door..

you were theirs and they were yours. you always were there for them, so its only natural they return the favor! so open the door, please? they still have so much love to give you!

#yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere scenarios #x reader

[chalkscene]

fruits basket ⇢ RANDOM THINGS YOU DO THAT THEY SECRETLY LOVE

ft. kyo sohma, yuki sohma, shigure sohma & hatori sohma

“you’re so bad at this,” KYO jests as he effortlessly blocks your pathetic excuse of a punch. “you have an actual teacher,” you quip, “i only have you.” “oh, is that so?” he goads. you already know he’s just trying to get a rise out of you and yet, it works every time. “one of these days, i’m going to beat you for real.” kyo cackles at your empty threat, the time he was hellbent on one-upping yuki simultaneously flashing back to his mind. without any intention to put up a fight, he lets you pin him down with one strike, both of you landing with a soft thud. “looks like today’s the day.” he grins cheekily, earning an eye roll from you. “stop letting me win,” you whine. “if i did, i might end up hurting you.” technically, it is the truth but due to years of training, kyo’s gained enough control over his strength to not inflict serious harm on you - but he won’t tell you that. sure, he’s competitive but he’ll let you win again and again if it means he gets to do this with you everyday.

“are you home?” YUKI sends you a quick text to which you reply: “yup!” he’s about to dial your number when a follow-up message from you pops up and he’s never been more puzzled in his life as he now stares at a selfie of you holding a fork over your head. after contemplating the proper response - if there even is a proper response to this - he texts back: “is now a good time?” “yeah, call me.” when you pick up after two rings, he immediately asks. “what’s the picture for?” “proof that i’m home.” the smile on your face doesn’t falter as if that photo was normal - much to yuki’s confusion, his furrowed eye brows looking adorably hilarious to you. “it’s just this stupid thing i saw on social media,” you shrug, “it’s no big deal.” “you know i’m not worried about you lying to me right?” “yeah but i thought it was funny. besides, you gave me a key to your apartment. i’m giving you my selfies.” easing up, he starts laughing with you. “preferably with no forks.” “no forks. got it.” — after talking for hours about anything and everything, you finally hang up. yuki feels like a high schooler all over again as he smiles at your photo except he never got to do this in high school, plagued with the need to self-isolate lest others see his true self. then here you are, seemingly feeling the exact opposite like you trust him with yourself; his heart feels fuzzy at the realization as he saves the image to his phone.

SHIGURE groans, being woken up by the direct sunlight passing through his window. realizing he’s fallen asleep on his desk, he glances around the room as his mind wanders to you. he remembers you staying up with him, bouncing off ideas for a new story his editor has been nagging him for putting off for weeks until you excused yourself to brew some tea - he must’ve dozed off after that. assuming you’re still asleep in the bedroom, shigure begrudgingly picks up where you both left off, digging through the scattered pieces of paper in front of him until a neat pile underneath catches his eye. it looks familiar save for the sticky notes that weren’t there before. he flips through the pages to find more post-its - some strategically placed while the others, carelessly. when he recognizes them as your annotations, a comforting warmth blooms in his chest. “i wasn’t sure if i could write on it.” the sound of your voice breaks him out of his reverie and he turns to you with a smirk. “interested in being my new editor?” he suggestively asks but you only snort at the mock offer. “considering how you’re capable of singlehandedly giving your current one a heart attack, i think i’ll pass.” as fate would have it, shigure’s phone goes off and it’s the person in question. catching a glint of mischief in shigure’s eyes, you immediately scold him, “be nice.”

you’re too busy admiring HATORI’s side profile as he appears to be engrossed in yet again another book that you flinch when he suddenly speaks. “you want something.” “….maybe.” putting the paperback away, he looks at you expectantly over his reading glasses. “does your hair ever bother you?” you run a hand through his fringe, twisting a few strands around your fingers, “it’s covering your eyes. i wanna see them better.” “they’re just purple,” he deadpans. unimpressed by his remark, you pointedly ignore it and a chuckle soon bubbles past his lips at your reaction - or lack thereof. “what is it that you wanted?” “i think you should put your hair up more often,” you suggest. for someone who’s cynical at times, hatori seems too unsuspecting so you relish in it, carefully raising his glasses by the hinges to push up his bangs, holding them in place like a headband. “if you want, i have some butterfly clips you can use,” you teasingly add. as you expected, he pinches the bridge of his nose, sighing in exasperation. “you’re lucky i love you.” “and i love you.” you press a chaste kiss on one of his eyelids then another - more lingering this time - over his blind eye. “i love all of you, tori.”

#🍊.txt #fruits basket #fruits basket headcanons #fruits basket imagine #fruits basket x reader #kyo sohma #kyo sohma x reader #kyo x reader #yuki sohma #yuki sohma x reader #yuki x reader #shigure sohma #shigure sohma x reader #shigure x reader #hatori sohma #hatori sohma x reader #hatori x reader

[pokemon-ash-aus]

I absolutely ADORE your Teacher Assistant!au, do you have anymore art or hc's for it?

I dooo!!! God what did i write last time? I dint remember so here's a lil baby Eevee eventually evolving!!

Headcanons:

-Ash's Aura isnt something he can turn off EXCEPT when he's under extreme stress or duress that he can't handle. It's akin to a Sensory Overload for him, everything gets muted and it feels like he looses his ability to hear and see even though its still there.

- Pikachu is crazy expierenced and strong, he doesnt tell the Newbies that he's beat up legendaries because he wants them to see him as the fun- if slightly crazy- friend and partner!

- Ash actually has a lot of Eggs back at the farm because of his pokemon either, a) Populating or b)finding eggs at random.

-Because screw Gender evo's. Gender Specific pokemon have a branched evo that is either Nonbinary or including a Male line. The primary account being Bounsweet!

- Ash's Pokemon all know (at least) one move out of their Species normal repitoire. Bukbasaur with Dig and Gust, Charizard with all 3 Elemental Punches, Squirtle with Dragon Pulse. They're not overly good with it, its a lot of testing and mostly used as a last minute resort wih lots of build up.

-The kids recognize that Ash isnt that much older than them and they know he's barely considered their senior but they cant help but admire how he acts and talks and the stories and lessons he can teach. Its better when Ash fully admits he doesnt understand something and asks them questions about it, it makes them feel like he truly sees them as friends (he does)

-There's another student joining in that has yet to be seen (But they are a canon character) mostly for an even amount of students.

- Ash and Lusamine have major beef with eachother. Its hatred on first sight. They do not become friends, they don't become buddy buddy, Ash barely tolerates her and even that drops when she's good and grants the students Ultra Guardian status. *They're CHILDREN Lusamine!*

- Ash is very touch affectionate with his students. Pats of affirmation, small side hugs, shoulder nudging etc. He's not onto full on hugs of comfort, that gives him the heeby jeebies but its still more affection than most of the students are used to.

- Dont be fooled Ash may be expierenced and has stories to boot, But he's still an idiot. "That's an Oxymoron!" "Dont call the strategy a moron, they cant defend themselves!"

- Ash typically defaults to it for Pokemon until he knows them personally. He's especially vicious with correcting older folk on pronouns just to piss them off, most pokemon dont really care but at times its a sweet gesture, especially if the folks are particularly nasty.

- Ash has met Viren before and vice versa. It was a brief meeting on a boat and both of them left extremely bitter about it. Ash comoletely forgot about Viren but Viren remenbers Ash as that "15 year old Brat!" its extremely funny to have a one sided hatred when the other party barely remenbers you

- Ash is bad at matching names to faces, but its not malicious. If you dont see him everyday, he's bound to forget

- Ash and his pokemon speak a lot of languages, but only he and Pikachu can really read, and even then its still trial and error. He has a lot of moments of pausing and trying to translate on slower days.

- Pikachu has trained to be able to feel aura and see like his partner. Its no where near as strong as Ash's and it drains him fast, but he wants to know what Ash sees and feels.

That's all i got for now :D

#pokemon #teachers assistant au #Ask

[kjrcrz]

— CHAPTER ONE ! dear y/n (written + smau)

💌 ˒ In which jungwon leaves his crush love letters, anonymously... 𓂃 ֢ warnings ; terrible writing (help i suck okay 😨) cursing, suggestive jokes ignore time stamps!

As Jungwon entered the school's premises, he made sure to check no one was there. Not yet at least. Looking around to see if the coast was clear, he took out his letter from his bag and quickly made his way to your locker. Looking back once more, he slipped in the letter and went off to the student council office.

On his way to the office, he heard a familiar voice call out his name

"Jungwon-ah!" Niki. It completely slipped his mind that his friends come to school early for practice. "How'd it go with the letter for y/n?"

"Letter?"

"For y/n?"

"Why didn't you tell us!" Sunghoon said, great. Now his whole friend group knows! Jungwon shot a glare at Niki, who was slow to realize what he had just done.

"Oopsie?"

time skip ⏰

It was nearing the end of 3rd period and you were awaiting for the bell to ring. In all honesty, you just wanted to go get lunch and admire your class president from afar.

The moment the ball rang students poured out of their current classes and filled the once empty hallways, making it cramped. Some were excitedly making their way to lunch and some were dreading their next class. You were luckily making your way to lunch.

Opening your locker and grabbing your lunch, you saw something fall on the ground. It was an envelope stamped with a heart. You being the curious person you are, you opened it. A letter? You were taken aback. Sure you were popular and had many guys desperately trying to court you, but no one had ever thought to give you a love letter. All the guys who had tried to get with you were quite...interesting and disrespectful. But this? This was surely something else.

"Dear y/n, hopefully this doesn't sound too creepy and strange but I just wanted to let you know that you looked really pretty in english today. I mean — you look pretty everyday. You make my heart skip beats whenever I see you. Thanks for lending me your pen by the way, pompompurin is my favorite character! Hopefully this won't make us too awkward and I hope you don't find out my identity...yet. I hope you liked the stickers I put! I tried picking out what you would like and such. But anyway! I hope you know how much I admire you from afar. Despite my busy schedule at school, I tend to think about you whenever I feel tired — which makes me happy. I hope you know that. The reason why I admire you is because you care a lot about people, whenever you pass by the office to visit your friend you always give food and snacks to us. Making sure that we eat properly. So thank you. I've been crushing on you for a while and I've seen your character and how nice you are to others. I've never had the guts to talk to you so by this I hope we're able to somehow get to know each other. Maybe once I reveal myself I'll ask you out..."

As you read the letter, you were flustered by how much thought was put into it. It was neatly decorated with stickers and the penmanship was gorgeous. One problem however, It was left anonymously. There was nothing signed off at the bottom, no signature nor initial. So, who could this be? You were curious but yet somewhat excited for more letters to fill your locker.

Your thoughts however were quickly interrupted by beomgyu, yelling out your name. God, he may be your friend but he sure was loud...and annoying

"Y/n! What's taking you so long huh? Another boy you rejected?" He yells, laughing at his statement. It was true that you did tend to take your time before lunch. It was either you were touching up makeup or another boy decided to confess to you.

"Nah! I'll be there in a bit gyu!" You yelled back

You smiled to yourself before putting back the letter in your locker and grabbed what you originally came for. Curiosity filled your mind as you made your way to the lunch room, but you had a feeling you knew who it was..

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A/N ! first chapter is finally out !! we all cheered finally 😭😭 I dont really have much to say other than to ignore my sucky written portion 🫡 i'm only good at writing informative things (NERD!!) and not so much on story and stuff...but anyways!! pls give this smau lots of love as it goes on and thank you to everyone who took/takes interest in it 💘

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[flwrshee]

your moots as love troops?

enemies 2 lovers, etc.

yay moot game but this took me way too long lmao, if you want to be added just ask !

@chiyuv - definitely classmates to lovers for sure, i can imagine caelin admiring her crush *cough cough* from afar and hoping to get paired up with them in a lesson. also with a mix of academic rivals, trying to beat them in a test or exam.

@tnyhees - best friends to lovers, the feeling would be mutual but you both are to shy to confess, all the friendly hugs and silly jokes would make you thing about the love you had for one another.

@weoris - online friends to lovers, this is so random but i can imagine xin talking to her online friend but they get so close that she denies her feelings at first but then realises, she would want to meet them so bad and talk to them irl. it would such a cute love story.

@yenqa - enemies to lovers no doubt, she literally bullies me everyday so what do you expect /j but yen and that one person always hating each other but then their friends start teasing them and they realise that all the jokes and playful fights were actually love.

@maiverie - mutuals to lovers, mai and them would know each other from a friend. their small hangouts would become personal talks and they would start falling deeper inlove. also this would defo be a college campus love story with those cute science experiments together and lunch on the grass.

@hysgf - fake dating, mika seems like she would take up the offer but doesn't know that she'd soon fall inlove. hanging around as the fake couple would be easy until the small pecks and hugs made her feel that this had to be real and not pretend.

@enluv - co workers to lovers, coco is such a sweet person so her admirer would fall in love with her kindest and purity, they would look at you from afar and shyly ask you for a cup of coffee or a small chit chat which ends up with them asking you out.

@hoonvrs - friends to lovers, saint and that friend hanging out, making jokes, taking funny selfies. none of them thought that this would turn out to be affection and admiration for each other. their hearts were always right.

@seongclb - class partner to lovers, kat would be paired up with her long time crush for a project and she would be so giddy and happy. purposely inviting them over for study sessions and ditching her friends for them and saying it was for 'work'. two cuties in love.

@delcakoo - forbidden love, so sorry to make this angsty ema </3 them loving each other in secret because no one can know. their love can't be accepted but they want each other so bad that they cant let go just yet. secret kisses in the toilets, sneaking in their houses and comforting them while they're sad was normal for the two of you.

@hyhees - soulmates, you both were bound to find each other one way or the other. it could be someone you knew your whole life or a stranger that walked past you on the street but you find them you'll never let them go.

@latriii - childhood romance, silly promises like 'marry me when your older' or 'i love you, be my girl/boyfriend' were bound to break. not with my bae latri, childhood bffs stick together and you both end up actually falling in love, confessing by telling each other that you both 'kept' the promise.

@sngvhs - secret admirer, yen walking up to her locker greeted by her fav flowers, notes and chocolate became normal. her friends teasing her would make her want to know would the mystery person was. it would be a pleasant surprise of her crush or a person she had always admired.

@haknom / @hanniluvi - doing you together because you both would have the same trope of mistaken identity, yall are clumsy asses /j you guys would be the type to send a confession to the wrong person and form a friendship with them which turns into a relationship

#⠀⠀☆ anons ?⠀⠀ #⠀⠀ask games ⋆⠀⠀

[lizziespoem]

❊ hello my angels, long time no see.

to be honest I kinda think I’ve lost my skills of finding the right words and being good at expressing things through texts, but I wanted to thank you all with all of my heart.

since I don’t want to brother you all I’m going to warn you that the next paragraph will be a bit more personal and if you don’t want to read it I’ll just wish you a beautiful new year and pray for each of you that all of your dreams come true.

over a month I’ve been taking a break from writing and it felt extremely strange to me. I’ve been writing since 8 years and I still can’t thank my twelve year old self enough for giving me the opportunity to comprehend everything that’s been going on in my head. But now I’m nearly twenty one and time passed faster than I’ve ever imagined, not to forgot that I changed too.

Since three months I’ve struggled with having the feeling I’m completely stuck in time, not knowing where I belong and what purpose I’ve been allocated. And since two month I’ve completely shut myself down from everything, I’ve allowed myself to give me the time I needed to figure out what my soul and heart need and what they both deserved. And I never thought I would say those words, but I’m currently writing on my own book, working harder than ever for my medical school and understanding what makes me feel good.

This post is not meant to be a goodbye or a warning that I will never post anything again (I will), but it’s meant to allow you guys to see that’s it’s okay to take your time.

I’ve always been a fool and believed that loving myself should be as easy as loving others, and believe me I fall in love so quickly and everyday. Daily I consumed videos of how to glow up, how to work out, how to be more productive, how to be a better version of myself, I believed that if I was skinnier, prettier and like the other I would feel better and happier, but happiness isn’t something that appears with a day or a month, with a lower scale or plump lips.

You don’t need to search for happiness, happiness is meant to find you.

I’m a terrible and highly sensitive person, I feel truly and deeply, I’ve always thought it was my weakness and yet know I that this is the reason why I admire myself. I admire that I love so deeply, that my seeds will grow daffodils, which I will collect and give to others.

What I’m trying to say with all of this, is that the time and life is not coming at you, they accompany you. Give yourself the time you would give a plant to grow, the time the earth needs to move around the sun and show yourself the love you give others.

I truly hope you’ll find what you’re looking for. I hope you grow with each day and remember you’re the brightest star.

text me if you need it, see you again on the day I’ll post another imagine or goodbye untill over paths meet again <3

#mental health

[ry0chann]

9:00 PM || Kento Nanami

彡 SUMMARY: Just a nighttime visit to your favorite bread bakery.

彡 WARNINGS: gn!reader, bakery au, baker!Nanami, fluff, mutual pinning, not proofread

彡 WORD COUNT: 1.4k (idk how that happened)

. . . another entry of mine for @hanemiso Dreamscape collab !!! i feel like Nanami is somehow ooc in this, maybe, but i think it’s cute so like, whatever. i also didn't know wtf to title this therefore it's a timestamp (even though that's not currently the time LMAO — just the time it takes place)

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!

A soft ding can be heard coming from the front of the store, notifying Nanami, who was in the back, that he was no longer alone. He doesn’t stop what he’s doing though, simply continuing to lightly knead the dough in front of him. He knew exactly who it was that had arrived — there was only one person who came to see him after hours, the one and only person who he’d leave the door unlocked for.

You step into his cozy shop, smiling when the subtle scent of bread floods your nostrils. The shelves were pretty much empty, he must’ve been busy today. Your regular visits were in the morning as soon as the place opened, when the shelves were stocked full of freshly made rolls and loaves. Everyday you’d come in and purchase something. Your face was the first one he saw, and honestly, he found that pleasant.

Your frequent visits quickly made you his favorite customer, not that anyone besides the two of you knew that. That was when he started inviting you to see him when the bakery was closed. Nanami was quite the busy man and finding time outside of work was difficult, knowing he ran this shop alone. So he told you he’d start leaving the door unlocked for you. You were reluctant to take up his offer at first, not wanting to intrude or interrupt his work. However, he didn’t mind.

Whatever little time you spent together was enough for him to grow fond of you, and you, of him. Perhaps it was too soon to say you felt something for the man, yet, it felt like a lie to say you didn’t. And unbeknownst to you, he felt the same. There was always an underlying nervousness in your gut whenever you came to see him at night, one that Nanami most likely felt as well.

“Nanami?” your voice bounces off the brick walls, ringing beautifully in Nanami’s ears when he catches the sound.

“I’m in the back, dear,” he calls out, now feeling a rapid beating in his chest.

You blush at the pet name, despite that being the millionth time he’s called you that. The sound of your shoes tapping against the wooden floors echoes softly through the building, yet it falls silent on Nanami’s ears. 

You stop in the doorway of the kitchen when you notice he was occupied, leaning against the doorframe as you observe him. His hands skillfully work at the floured dough on the countertop, toned arms flexing every time he pushes down on the dough. 

‘Had he always looked this good?’ you wonder. The man was definitely attractive, you wouldn’t deny that. Still, you never noticed how stunning he truly was. The pale blue button up he wears is rolled at the sleeves, exposing his muscular forearms. His round frames sit low on his nose, a couple loose strands of hair hanging above his forehead.

He was working diligently, you’ve never witnessed it firsthand before. You didn’t want to interrupt him, instead resorting to simply admiring him from afar. Nanami could feel your eyes though, slowly looking up at you with a grin.

“Come in if you’d like.”

“I have no problem watching,” you say, “Please, don’t let me distract you.”

The man chuckles, stopping his task and wiping his hands clean on the apron that was wrapped around his waist. 

“I apologize for being busy. Normally I’m done by the time you get here.”

He steps over to the other side of the counter to be closer to you, leaning against it with his arms crossed. You shake your head at his statement, disregarding his unnecessary apology.

“No worries. I suppose I did come a bit earlier today.” 

“Well,” he begins, “Your presence is always welcome.”

He then goes on to say that, if you didn’t mind, he would like to continue working, to which you said not to let you being here stop him. You actually enjoyed watching him work — he looked at peace.

Silently, you stare at his hands kneading, somehow impressed with how easy he made it look. You understood it’d take quite a bit of strength, or even stamina, to do such a tedious task so meticulously. His dedication was admirable.

“Would you like to try?” he suddenly asks, pulling you from your thoughts.

His brown eyes catch your stare and you stutter in answering him.

“C’mere, I’ll show you how to do it,” he chuckles, gesturing for you to stand by him.

You do so, and he’s soon taking off his apron to wrap it around you instead. Your breath catches in your throat when he stands behind you, your heart pounding like a drum behind your ribcage as he wraps the strings around your waist. He’s quiet as he ties a bow, giving your back a gentle touch to suggest that he was done.

Nanami stands next to you, calmly explaining the simple task at hand. When you assured him you understood it all, he sprinkled some flour onto your palms and let you get started. Delicately, you knead at the dough, and Nanami watches you intently, closely paying attention to your movements. 

“Like this?” you ask, looking at him while you palm at the dough.

He smiles politely, giving you a nod, “Mhm, just put a little more force into it. Like this.”

Nanami’s behind you once more, setting his hands on top of yours.

“Is this okay?” he asks, his voice deep in your ears.

You whisper a “yes” too flustered by his actions to speak any louder. He could tell he was making you nervous, yet he continued to help you, not doing your nerves any favors. He was nervous too honestly — if you listened well enough you could probably hear his heartbeat.

His palms were flat against the back of your hands, pressing them down into the dough to knead it better than how you were doing it on your own. His skin was softer than you expected it to be, and being so close to him you could practically smell the subtle yet lingering scent of his cologne.

“I’m not hurting you, am I?” Nanami questions, lightening up the pressure he was using against you.

“N-no, this is fine,” you mumble, trying to use his movements to your advantage rather than let him do all the work.

Had you been anyone else, he wouldn’t have given you so much guidance, though perhaps he was just looking for excuses to touch you. Feeling your skin against his had his stomach doing cartwheels. He was able to remain focused, despite how difficult it was.

“Good, there you go. Just like that,” he praises, his breath kissing your neck and making you shiver.

Just as you get the hang of it, he separates from you, letting you breathe. Not that you had an issue being that close to him, but if he stayed there any longer you were sure you’d faint. Nervously, you laugh, backing away from your job well done. Nanami takes over again, going at it for another minute or two before deciding it was done.

“You did good,” he says, “Thank you. Perhaps I should have you help me again sometime.”

You blush at the thought. Even if you were to help him again, it’s not like he’d walk you through it the way he just did. Regardless, you were more than happy to accept his offer.

Nanami begins to clean things up, setting the dough in a bowl and preparing it for proving. You suddenly remember you were still wearing his apron, quickly wiping your hands clean before untying it. With shaky hands, you hand it back to him and he takes it with a grin. He looks at you a second longer than you’re used to, finally speaking when he gathers the words.

“Forgive me if this is too forward, however, I was wondering if you’d like to join me for dinner?”

Your eyes widen, heartbeat never once slowing when his words settle in your mind. It was a bit past dinnertime, though knowing his work hours, it made sense as to why he’d only get around to eating now. And for whatever reason, you giggle — not because you thought he was being ridiculous, but because you’ve been wondering when you’d get this opportunity. Maybe he didn’t ask you with intentions of it being a date, still, you were giddy.

“Of course,” you answer with a smile, “I’d love to.”

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[dawbi]

hi i was wondering if you could do what it’d be like to be in a love triangle with midoriya and bakugou? i really liked the one you wrote with todoroki 👉👈

PART 1

nonnie, i— you almost got me to write a fic i am not joking 🙃 but i fought the urge and followed the format of the todoroki one !! sorry this is so late :,((

warnings - none !!

phase 1 - the tres amigos but one of them is an asshole

i picture you three would be childhood friends. you and midoriya are next door neighbors that walk to school together everyday and bakugou would be the kid everyone thought was fun and cool. somehow, your worlds collide and you're seen together everywhere. "can i try your ice cream, bakugou?" "ew no! get your own!" the blonde guards his popsicle with his life lol. "don't worry y/n. you can try mine!" midoriya says as he hands you his. bakugou would scowl and change his mind. "mine is better, try it!" that's how it'd always be with izuku and katsuki. the competition for your attention and for who's the better friend. then before they know it, the first feelings of wanting to hold your hand and protect you. oh no, it's a crush. midoriya would act the same way around you, being a young kid gives him less worries about what you think of him romantically. bakugou on the other hand, is the typical elementary school boy that picks on the person he likes. "y/n, that backpack is lame!" annoyingly throws eraser shavings at you in class and calls you gross when another classmate asks if he likes you. feelings of jealousy haven't blossomed yet but showing off is definitely there. "hey kacchan! you wanna play ball with me?" izuku is all smiles and offering a ball to bakugou. "go away, deku!" and as soon as bakugou is about to walk away, your voice appears. "hi guys! what are you doing?" katsuki does a whole 180 and takes the ball from midoriya. all of a sudden he's doing tricks. all of a sudden he wants to play 🤨

phase 2 - izuku has to deal with katsuki’s jealousy

now middle school changes a lot of people. phases start and end, emotions and hormones evolve, and lessons on friendship and love begin. in this case, bakugou finds himself a new group of friends and the friendship between him and izuku is no longer. you don't know how it happened. it felt like you were all friends just yesterday. midoriya mostly keeps to himself but, he'll talk to your friends once in awhile. you still spend most of your time hanging out and trying to survive the new environment. izuku being quirkless makes him a target to many people but you always have his back and he always has yours. "whatcha writing there, izuku?" you ask midoriya as he sits alone at the lunch table. he quickly hides the notebook. "n-nothing!" you raise a brow and tell him "if it's an all might fanfic, no judgement here." midoriya awkwardly laughs. "you promise you won't laugh if i show you?" "come on. i'm your best friend." you prepare yourself for some all might literature but you see notes covering the page. "what's this?" you ask. "notes on different quirks. i think it's...cool." midoriya shyly plays with his hands while looking down. you flip through the pages and everything is so neat and thought out. "wow. i like it." midoriya looks up at you and silently admires you as you read through his notebook. he feels fluffy inside and doesn't focus on the fact that there's a page on you and your quirk. you come across it and "is this mine?" izuku snaps out of his trance. yes it is your page. but there's a drawing of a heart with his initial + yours on that same page. "yesbutitsnotdoneyet!" he quickly closes the notebook and is blushing tremendously omg help him. luckily for him, you think it's someone in your math class as you had seen them talk before. with bakugou, he's relatively mean to you but less than midoriya. he throws insults here and there and will sometimes bump into you. katsuki wants to distance himself from you and his feelings for you. yet he can't help being there for you even if it's behind the scenes. if someone ever tries messing with you, he'll deal with them later without you ever knowing.

phase 3 - the revelation

a few years pass and a new dynamic is approaching. aspirations are rampant and romantic feelings have matured and grown even stronger. even the three of you have quirks now. it saddens you to see the friends you grew up with so distant and polarized. the tension and aggression increases whenever you're around and you have no idea and neither does midoriya. only bakugou knows. he always loves having the upper hand in situations but not this one. why? he and his childhood friend are in love with their other childhood friend. what does only him knowing do? nothing. absolutely nothing. to be completely honest, bakugou is a rather fearless guy but you on the other hand, make him feel nervous. at times he struggles maintaining eye contact whenever you compliment him and his heart races whenever your nearby. so, he’s not confessing anytime soon and inside he knows midoriya would have the balls to confess to you. It's awkward between you guys now but you don’t know why. there are times when you catch midoriya sneaking glances at you but you don't think much of it. bakugou remains cold and distant but always comes to your rescue. again, you don't think much of it. the other ua students notice the tension between you 3 but, don't wanna get involved. i don't blame them 💀 there would come a time until bakugou finally knows what he wants. and that's you. it'd take him some time to finally accept the fact that you make him feel this way. the guy does worry that you're closer to izuku more than him. for that reason, he needs to start getting closer to you again. so, he'd make sure midoriya and him were the last two in the room. “oi, deku.” midoriya's body would stiffen, anticipating an altercation of some kind. "y-yeah?" "i like y/n the same way you do.” izuku is speechless. where is this coming from all of a sudden? “thought i should let you know...” bakugou pauses and looks to midoriya’s side. “i'm not gonna hold back." the blond-haired boy walks off with his hands in his pockets. nonchalantly. midoriya is frozen still. this changes everything.

a/n : this is just the first part cuz it got so long lol sorry ,, i might finish the second part after i finish writing my other wip 💓💓

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[9800sblog]

Hii could you do a reading on hongjoong personality and relashionship with the members of ateez just like you did yeosang please?

Thanks in advance ✨️

Kim Hongjoong tarot reading

relationship with each ATEEZ member (from his perspective)

-> do I have his energy permission to do and share this reading? 3 of cups (and no to the personality question)

seonghwa

i think their relationship has been damaged by fan shipping. overall, they have really good conversations and they have a million reasons to be good friends, they have history and they work really well together, their dynamic is good in every area possible. he seems worried to interact on camera because people overly romanticize them, look into everything they do and disconnect it from reality, I think that causes logical distance between them. but of course they find ways to remain very good friends, they're a good duo, they make sense as coworkers and as pals.

yunho

they may have had a few fights recently because of contrasting opinions and hongjoong is trying to be understanding while still doing his job as a leader. it doesn't seem to be anything too serious that would end their relationship forever, they're just fighting and it seems funny. I think they're coming out of it tho, hongjoong is definitely trying but (idk about yunho bc the reading isn't about him) for now as they work almost everyday together, they're trying to remain tranquil, civil and appreciative of each other. in a grand scheme, they're like family and a really good duo at work too, that's what hongjoong thinks.

yeosang

hongjoong thinks yeosang is too complacent, there seems to be disagreements here too but mild. so their fight seems to be about money and possessions, he might be telling yeosang to invest more lately or else his work will be worth nothing. he may think yeosang is a little slow and doesn't realize he's trying to deepen their relationship 😥. hongjoong has fun with this guy, he thinks he's funny and charming, he's always entertained when hanging out with him. they're growing up, life is happening, the world changes everyday and yeosang stays the same, yet you never know what he's gonna do or say next, it's fun.

san

i think they drink a lot when they're together and they lie a lot, they may always talk about the crazy things they're gonna do when they hang out and it just never happens. they have a balanced and consistent connection, I think they spend a lot together, become immature and childish, it's good after stressful and busy days. they're very comfortable together, maybe too comfortable.

mingi

he really admires mingi, he's watching him grow into his own person and he's very proud, their relationship is more spiritual for some reason, they may have similar or the same beliefs. I think they confide in each other oftenly, they may understand themselves more easily than other members and it helps a lot for both of them, they seem to know each other's obscurities, they may open up when writing music together. for hongjoong, their relationship is one that is non material, full of psychological and personal growth. they may have had like a weird patch for a while, but they are definitely better now, I think they cry a lot together, this energy feels liberating in a soulful way.

wooyoung

hongjoong sees something in wooyoung that others don't, I think their dynamic is that of introspection, this is a more quiet friendship, they come to each other for guidance and they seem very equal. they may not have crazy fun together, they're more quiet conversations in a badly illuminated room. when they look at each other is like they're looking in a mirror, they take care of one another very well.

jongho

hongjoong is very fond of this guy, he's not much older but he feels very protective and happy when looking at him, it's like he's his baby brother. jongho is a very smart guy, compassionate and sweet, hongjoong feels very safe and emotional, specially when looking at him becoming his own man. I think hongjoong willingly gives more than takes in this dynamic, he really loves him like a brother, he feels responsible and he wants to help him grow into the best version of himself. it's like no matter what's happening, if he looks at jongho he feels happy ^^

sweet guys

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[brandnewhuman]

DANCING AROUND IT

Pairings: Asa Emory x reader

Tw: none, just our chonky bug man being a sweetheart

Summary: you and Asa enjoy the pleasures of being special to one another

A/N: this might be ooc for Asa but who cares, I certainly don't. Who wouldn't want to have Asa emory simp for them this much?

He would be lying if he says that he's not struggling to keep his stoic act together watching you right now. You haven't realise he's there observing you thanks to his talent in being able to make himself as quiet as he wants. You were in the kitchen, dancing carefree without a single worry in your mind, wearing something so simple yet you somehow made it seem special, your hands were busy with what seemed a batter for a cake of some sort.

It wasn't everyday that Asa got to see you having so much lighthearted fun without being self conscious of what he or other's would think. He knows you're by nature a very shy person who tends to always to overwork your worry head about what you do or don't in front of anyone. At first he found it really annoying but just because he wanted so bad to be the only one able to see your true self without filters or restrictions. Now he only sympathise with you, knowing better than anyone else how tiring is to always watch your words or actions.

That doesn't mean he has given up in seeing you more relaxed around him, so when he catches a glimpse of these moments where you seem to bloom without the judgmental eyes of the public he just can't help to feel elated.

Asa has always had a little bit of a intimidating presence, with him towering over you and capable more than enough to physically overpowere you, this and his sometimes overwhelmingly dominant personality with his scrutinising gaze never fails to send goosebumps down your spine. Not helping the fact that you know what this man is capable of. Even with this in mind though, your looks for him have never been full of fear or uneasiness. Your eyes for him hold admiration and love in equal parts. Asa has learn by now that and even if he doesn't says anything he does finds relief in knowing that he has succeed in not being seen as a threat by you.

He wasn't sure about what to do now, he wanted to keep staring at you and bathing in your cheerful state that kept you in a little bubble of oblivious bliss, but at the same time he wanted you to notice him just for the sake of seeing your cheeks being painted red in realisation that you were being watched.

He decided for a route of course between the two options. Creeping upon you from behind he slowly warped his arms around your waist, feeling your body jolting by being caught by surprise.

"Asa! I told you to stop doing that! It's not funny. One day I'll end up having a heart attack because of you" you meant your voice to be more stern and confident but it came out more like a timid mumbling worsened by the red that was spreading through your cheeks.

"I would never allow such thing to happen dear" his voice was soothing and soft like melted wax and yet it hided a trace of amusement for have been able to make you a flustered mess without any effort. Before you could reach the radio to turn it off having now acknowledged you have been making a fool in front of Asa for God's know how long, his hand interlocked his fingers with yours stopping you. Placing a small and gentle kiss on your neck his other hand creeped from your waist to your stomach, pulling you closer "don't turn it off bug, you can keep dancing with me"

His words collided in soft breaths on your neck, you could feel the phantom of his smile on your skin making you slightly shiver. You had to put down the bowl with the batter on the counter, not trusting your hands anymore. You didn't even answer when he was already turning you around to face him. You had to crane your neck to actually hold his gaze even for one second before fixing your eyes away from him to avoid getting even more red.

This were your favorite moments with Asa, you could never have enough of them. Even if it takes you a lot to let go a little bit you enjoy having this normalcy, this little heavens just for you both. He started dancing slowly to ensure you were able to follow his lead, as the song picked up a faster pace so did he, not hiding anymore the warm smile that was tugging the corners of his lips. You bit down your lips trying to hold down a elated laugh while keeping an eye on your feet so you don't mess up.

You two kept waltzing gracefully around and occasionally Asa made you do a spin. By the end of the song you two were not taking the dance seriously anymore, you locking your arms around his neck and giggling like a little kid and him just admiring you and chuckling while resting one hand on the small of your back and the other hanging loosely on one of your arms, his thumb stroking the skin underneath.

The thought of not being able to make you more comfortable around him being completely put behind now, knowing that if this is what he has to do to make you come out of your shell then he'll gladly keep on trying. This moments were just for him, he knew that you never did and never will have them with anyone else. And that was more than enough for him.

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[qwurtsy]

| Letters |

Five Hargreeves x Power! OC

Contains : Five being an utter sweetheart

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Five Hargreeves had always been the ‘loner’ type. Friends weren’t really his thing. But that was according to his siblings.

Unbeknownst to them, he had one friend. Just the one. They would send letters to one another everyday, finding out anything and everything about each-other. She was the one he would confide in, tell absolutely everything. She was the one person he trusted outside of the umbrella academy.

Estelle Pandora. Name just as beautiful as her, though he would never admit that.

She was the epiphany of perfection. Her hair was long, a deep brown with small streaks of chestnut and black. Her eyes. Oh how he loved her eyes. Though, again, he would never admit that. They were a bright purple, looking almost as regal as her. Her skin was a gorgeous tan, it glowed when the sun hit it, but he only got to see her from a distance.

He regretted it deeply, but they never talked in person. Their letters were the only thing connecting them to one another.

Estelle Pandora wasn’t the most friendliest of people. She never liked making friends. Five Hargreeves was the only exception to her ‘no friends’ rule. She thought highly of him, and he did her.

She thought he was amazing. Pure admiration is what she had for the uniform-clad boy. Though they were only 16, she knew he was wiser beyond his years. The way he formed sentences made her head spin, but she came back with the same amount of intelligence. It stunned Five every time.

Together their intelligence was unmatched.

But, then came the day when Five left and Estelle was left alone.

Sitting in her living room, the news came up and that’s when she found out that Five was gone. Yes, he had been talking about time travelling for while, but she thought she could atleast go with him. But he left her.

Anger was all she felt. Unbridled rage was all she felt for the next 17 years, but that quickly dulled over time. Even though the girl told herself she was angry, she still opened and closed her time pockets to read their letters, and then putting them right back when she started to feel any sort of sadness for her lost friend.

17 years. All 6205 days had passed by in a blur.

Estelle was different, yet she looked the same. It came with her ability. By opening her time pockets so much, she slowly plummeted into the wretched depths of her powers. She was now in a time pocket of her own, permanently looking like her 16 year old self. It was only a reminder of him, her lost friend. Five.

6205 days, it was all it took for her anger to simmer and for nothing to be in the place of what once was. She felt nothing. By feeling nothing, she could no longer miss him, but deep down she missed him dearly, he was her only friend after all.

Sunday. Her least favourite day.

It was now 2019, but to be specific, March 24th 2019. A regular Sunday in this already terrible year.

A thump. The small girl awoke. Rising from her bed, she made her way to her living room.

Eyes wide, heart beating. It was all coming back.

He was here.

Stalking forward, angered expression. The small side smile he always gave her was enough to set her off.

Smack!

Her palm made contact with his face. Nostrils flared, cheeks red, furrowed brows. Rage.

The familiar face held his cheek as he winced slightly at the pain.

The girl held out her hand, a baseball bat placing itself in her palm. She took a defensive stance, glaring at the intruder.

Five Hargreeves was back.

He thought their reunion was going to go a little differently than this. He understood how she felt, but he didn’t expect this to happen.

“What are you doing here?” Her words sunk in like venom, infecting every cell in his body. Remorse filled his heart as he looked at the girl he once loved, still loved.

He didn’t reply.

“You leave, out of nowhere, hurting not only me, but my entire existence. I trusted you.” Curses spilled from her mouth as she took one hand off of the bat, placing it on her forehead as a migraine was worming its way through.

“I can explain.” He simply spoke. She didn’t want short sentences, she wanted an apology. “I’m sorry for leaving, I had to. My father angered me, it was a very impulsive decision and I regret it everyday. Now if you could just take a seat and let me explain, I’ll tell you everything.”

A sigh made it’s way from the girls lips. “I don’t understand.” Her head was throbbing. “Why did you decided to only come back now?” Tears threatened to appear, but she blinked them back just as fast as they came.

“I couldn’t come back. I tried, desperately might I add. As I said, if you would just take a seat I will explain. Please.” His eyes pleaded with her and she finally gave in. “Fine.” She groaned, eyes rolling in annoyance. “But let me grab some tylenol first, my head is banging.” Quickly grabbing a pill, she swallowed it quickly, her legs carrying her back to the living room where Five had made himself comfortable on her recliner.

Grabbing a blanket, she sat down. “Okay… Where the fuck were you then?” Was the first think she said after placing her blanket over herself. “The future.” Raising one eyebrow to indicate to him to carry on, he continued. “An apocalyptic world was not what I expected, but it’s what I saw. I saw my whole family dead, they didn’t make it through whatever had happened. There was nothing left.” Shock. Her heart, head, ears, all started pulsing uncontrollably.

“So what you’re saying is that there’s an apocalypse due, and the only reason why you came back is to stop it, I’m assuming?” Assuming was a habit she had had since she was young, but her assumptions were always correct. “How much time do I… no, we have left?” Warmth filled his heart at her using the word ‘we’. Even though she looked angry, she wasn’t truly. She was just confused in this moment.

“8 days.” That was the kicker. “We’re all gonna be dead in 8 days? Jesus Christ, save me now.” 8 days. 8 days to save the world. 8 days to catch up on missed time. Impossible.

A thought creeped from the back of her mind and spewed out of her mouth. “It’s only just occurred to me that we’ve never spoken in person. This is our first face to face conversation. I definitely did not think it would go like… well, this.”

“I guess there’s a first time for everything.” The boy muttered, a thoughtful expression on his sculpted face. “Now, I’m only telling this because I trust you. Under no circumstances can you tell my family this unless I get them involved.” Nodding, she stood up.

“Well, I better get dressed then. If there’s a first time for everything, I guess this will be the first time I’m gonna help save the world.” The small side-smile was held on Five’s lips once again at her words. He knew he could count on her to help him, her intelligence matched his perfectly. He couldn’t think of anyone better to help him in this task.

“Wait!” Five called, the girl stopping immediately, turning around to face her once lost friend. “Yeah?” He stood, now standing face to face with her. “Why do you still look 16? I bet you already know why I look 16, but you… I don’t understand.” Estelle sighed, looking down at her hands.

“I have two powers.” She started, “One is telekinesis, you’ve seen that one before. Not very useful, pretty boring… but then there’s my reality manipulation. I can teleport, create and destroy objects and organisms, break the laws of time and space… my most used part of it is my time pockets. They can be created anywhere anytime. I keep all of our letters in them.”

She took a breath in, her heart clenching when she had to explain the next part. “When you left, I was angry. It was the only emotion I seemed to convey, it’s ridiculous now that I think about it. I used to open my time pockets to read your letters so much that I slowly placed myself into a time pocket. Now I’m stuck looking like a 16 year old.” Five’s eyes widened at her confession. She felt so much because of him leaving, did he really have that much of an effect on her?

“Did I really have that much of an effect on you?” The boy asked, an eyebrow raised. “I… yes. You were the only other person I could talk to about my love for maths, physics, especially books. And even music, I loved our talks about music.” She reminisced on their past together. “I know I never told you this, and it’s kind of embarrassing but- you were my only friend. If I’m brutally honest, I’m not sure if other kids my age would be up for talking about physics and time travel, but then there was you…”

Five smiled at the passion in her voice, the expression on her face. She was so perfect. “I could talk to you about everything. So, yes. When you left it had a massive effect on me since I had no other friends. I ended up just growing up lonely, minus interaction with my parents.” The sweater vest wearing boy felt guilt. He didn’t mean to leave her. It was something his naive self didn’t understand, but he’s learned and faced the consequences of his actions, now he’s ready to redeem himself.

“You told me I could come with you.” That was all it took for Five’s head to snap to the girl, he was truly guilty. “I- I’m sorry. It was a rash decision, I wasn’t meant to time travel then but my father had angered me to a point where I couldn’t take it anymore.” She wouldn’t look at him.

“Estelle.” He tried getting her attention but her eyes stayed glued to the ground. Sighing, he put a slender finger under her chin, lifting her gaze so her eyes looked into his. Her eyes had never looked so pretty until now. “I promise, I didn’t mean to time travel. I’m truly sorry for leaving, I am. I will do all i can to make it up to you.”

His hand moved to cup the side of her face. She didn’t back away. Instead, she leaned into his hand, her eyes not breaking away from his.

“I missed you so much.” She broke, the angry facade had fallen. She was now the same vulnerable, sensitive Estelle she was 17 years ago.

Estelle’s eyes widened as she felt the hand on her face move, arms hugged around her waist. “Five… I-” he tightened his grip around her, instantly shushing her. Tears filled her eyes and she finally let all the emotions she had felt over the past few years release.

They stood there, the boy in his uniform and the girl in her pyjamas. Old friends reunited after so long. Both of their feelings coming back twice as strong after being extinguished all those years ago.

Estelle and Five, inseparable.

Letters.

Pt.2?

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