#and i get to leave cute thank u notes like this c:

[cyyfics]

I LOVED your Simon headcannons!!! Could I request gender neutral reader giving Simon a Blowjob? I just generally imagine him all whiny and needy. Like he gets an involuntary erection and the reader helps him out <33

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Accidents Happen

Pairing: !Simon Petrikov x GN! reader

C! Warning(s): NSFW!, blowjobs, overstimulation, hair pulling, something else idk how to describe??? Like ur like idk, sort of spit/saliva kink, gagging, throat fucking sort of, sort of choking tbh

Synopsis: you and your best friend Simon were just lounging around on the couch on a hot summers day, who knew it would end like this?

Pronoun stuff: ur genitals aren’t mentioned like at all except for maybe one line and it’s pretty gender neutral

Note: ur the one being more dominant and harsh to him in this story, just letting u guys know Cus like ik some ppl don’t like top! readers ???

Also sorry for the Wattpad words 😨

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Your day started out like normal, you were simply lying in bed with your leg draped off the side lazily; that was until you got a knock on your door. Planning to stay lazy, you stayed in bed for a little longer not planning to get up. ‘If it’s really that important, they’ll find a way to get to me..’ you thought to yourself as you neglected the person at the door.

“Y/n!” You perked up as you heard your name being called, the sound of a familiar voice ringing through your head “shit, it’s Simon!” You scrambled to get up from your cozy bed to go help him at the door. Your footsteps were heard from outside the house at how fast you were running down the hallway, Simon stared at your front door with a bead of sweat upon his eyebrow as he heard you coming.

Finally, you had opened up the door for him. He was standing there with one of his arms sheepishly rubbing at his elbow, “Simon! What’re you doing here? Not that I mind, but I thought you would’ve texted first..” you crossed your arms and squinted at him. “I’m sorry, it’s just that I was in the area and thought about seeing you.” Simon apologised, the sentence actually sounding pretty sweet to you. “You’re drenched in sweat, did you run here or something?” You chuckled to yourself a little as you looked him up and down.

“No. Just walked. The heat is horrible out there.” Simon huffed and leaned against the wall, you cocked an eyebrow at him “You sure you’re not just exaggerating? I know your body temperature hasn’t been the same since ic-“ Simon cuts you off. He doesn’t wanna hear the name, doesn’t wanna remember any of that. “No. It really is hot out there. I saw a candy girl and she was literally melting!” Simon exclaimed.

You found it kinda cute, but not in a weird way, you told yourself. “You can sit in front of the fan if you want, just turn it on over there.” You pointed towards the fan that was set up in the corner of your living room “..Why do you have a fan out here?” Simon irked at you “..Because it gets hot in the living room? Duh.” You furrowed your eyebrows at him and gave a weird look. “..Right then.” Simon switched the fan on and immediately started to lay down on your couch.

“Oh, and now you’re just stealing my couch. How thoughtful.” You walked over to join him and found that he had left you little room to sit down, “Yes I am actually quite thoughtful- thank you for seeing that prince/ss” Simon chuckled to himself before moving a bit on the couch. “That’s still not leaving me a lot of room, Simon.” You deadpanned at him “Come lay on me then, I don’t mind.” He invited you over to him. It wouldn’t be weird, you told yourself, you and him had cuddled or laid with each other before, it’s what best friends do.

You hesitantly crawled up to him on the couch, resting your head on his shoulder awkwardly. “Isn’t this only gonna make you feel more hot?” You asked him “Probably.” Simon didn’t really care though since he had the fan turned on him. As you laid there on top of him, Simon moved one of his arms to wrap around you- to make sure you don’t suddenly fall off the couch or something, obviously..

The TV was switched on and before long the two of you were watching bad movies and junk. It was like any other day, that’s how it started. The two of you would always just be hanging out doing random things, sometimes it’d be things even like just standing in the same room together. You two just enjoyed each other’s presence. “Oh, this is a boring movie. I preferred the book much better.” Simon giggled into his hand, you couldn’t help smiling and giggling back at him.

Just as the two of you became engulfed in whatever garbage you were watching, you suddenly felt the air in the room go stagnant. Something was off, and you didn’t exactly know what yet. That was until you felt something ‘weird’ and ‘foreign’ pressing up against your lower back, you weren’t sure what it was at first but you got an idea when you moved your hips back a little and felt Simon tense up. You stayed still for a bit, seeing if he was going to say anything, possibly something like ‘Y/n don’t do that that’s my crotch’ or ‘I’m sorry that I’ve accidentally got a boner let’s just ignore it’

He said nothing, and neither did you. But you were ever so curious to find out if he would eventually say something, to confirm your theory you had to test it. You ground your hips back against his front, making the man involuntarily twitch for just a moment. You didn’t miss it, with the way his arm around you tensed up. “Something wrong?” You turned over your shoulder to ask him, looking up at his now slightly flustered face “N-No, why would something be wrong? Nothings wrong.” Simon stammered out.

“Oh, okay then.” You turn your head away to focus back on the TV but just as you do you feel his hand that was holding your side slightly grip you a little tighter, sending this tingling sensation down your body. You still didn’t dare say anything, wondering where this may be leading to. Simon pulled you a little closer to him, you were flush against him, he tried to do it slowly in hopes maybe you wouldn’t notice but you did. “Simon.” You spoke “Hm?” He tried to act as if he had no idea that you knew what he was doing.

“Why did you-“ he cuts you off “Why did I what?” You furrow your eyebrows at him “pull me closer.” You finish “I didn’t do that.” He lies to you, and yet his fingers grasp onto the fabric of your shirt to hold you a little tighter. You roll your eyes at him, simply deciding to mess with him now at this point. You shifted in your place a bit, your ass now rubbing right against his hard on. It’s a little more obvious now what you’re doing, and Simon ends up realising that just as he releases a soft moan.

The sound reaches your ears, making your cheeks flush. You weren’t expecting a moan, nor one this cute. You tease up a little, turning your head to look up at his face- which was already looking down at you with a slight annoyance. Yet, he had the most adorable flustered looking face you’d ever seen. “Y/n!” Simon exclaims “yeeeeesssss?” You draw it out, you weren’t worried about him being upset with you since you knew the man and that he wasn’t actually mad or upset. “Are you doing that on purpose?” He narrows his eyes at you “doing what?” You bat your eyelashes at him innocently.

“You know what.” Simon spits flusteredly, his cheeks a bright red colour. “Do I?” You turn your head back around, moving your hips against him again. “So you are!” Simon squeals in embarrassment “you are doing this on purpose!” Simon huffs “No clue what you’re talking about Simon.” You pretend to yawn “Right. So you aren’t rubbing your butt up against me on purpose?” Simon deadpanned at you “Where would you get such an idea?” You asked him trying not to laugh.

“From this.” He gently moves you off of him a little and shows you the growing erection showing through his pants, from what you could see he already looked pretty big actually. You looked down at him with widened eyes, licking your lips that had suddenly become dry, still trying to tell yourself that you only see this man as a friend. “Christ, Looks painful.” You swore under your breath, feeling suddenly sorry for this poor man.

“It is.” His cock was strained against his tightened pants, begging to be freed. “And you’re telling me, I did that?” Your tone switched up at the end there which told him that you weren’t innocent at all, not that he thought you were. “.. yes, I guess you did!” Simon turned his head away from you in annoyance. You didn’t say a word, only turning over to face him now. Your hand slowly slid down to find its way to his clothed erection, stroking him gently with your fingertips.

“Y-Y/n!” Simon gasped softly as you touched him, your hand brushing up against his aching cock. “Yeah? What’s up, Simon? What’s wrong?” You asked him ‘innocently’ even as your hand kept stroking at his clothed dick “you’re touching my-“ he gulped nervously. “This okay?” You cut him off to ask him “yes.” Simon replied a little quickly. Simon was panting under your touch now, trying to fight his urges as his hips slowly grind themselves up against your hand.

“Get it out for me, please.”

Simon didn’t hesitate as he started to undo his belt, pulling it off and throwing it to the floor. He then unbuttoned his pants, zipped them down, and tugged them down to his thighs. He then slid his underwear down enough to reveal his length “fuck..” you muttered out quietly as you eyed his erection in its full glory. He was actually surprisingly long, and he was curved. “What’re you gonn-“ Simon bit back his words as he felt you suddenly move your head down to kiss at his tip.

Simon loved it, he couldn’t lie. His eyes were watching you with such content and desire, he could watch you sit and kiss his cock all day. (Not really, if you did that he’d probably get super overstimulated and cum all over your lips and face.) You slowly parted your lips, letting your tongue drag along his slit before moving your head and licking a long line down his shaft. “A-ah..” Simon whined out as you started to lick at him, teasing him before you got to the main bit.

In all honesty Simon could’ve came right then and there, because just seeing you like that in a lewd state made his mind start reeling. Simon whined impatiently, covering his mouth with a hand, his hips jerking up against your touch. You took that as a sign and opened your mouth, wrapping your lips around him as you took him down your throat. There was a slight sting as you felt him take up the room down your throat, making it hard for you to breathe at all. You still tried your best though, moving your head up and down along his cock.

Simon couldn’t stop his greedy self, his hips grinding up against your face, one of his hands grabbing at your hair gently. He wasn’t pulling you or anything, only tangling his fingers in your hair as you sucked him dry. Your mouth was filling up with saliva as you took him down your throat, You don’t stop sucking him off though, instead letting a bit of saliva dribble down your chin. Simon was covered in your spit too, a bit of it starting to cover his thighs. It was a hot sight to see actually.

Simon moaned loudly, his hand that was tangled in your hair now grabbing it slightly tighter. You kept going, your tongue resting against the bottom of your mouth as he basically face fucked you. His hips were grinding against your face and his hand in your hair was slightly pushing you down against him too. It wasn’t long before he ended up cumming, hot bitter liquid pooling down your throat.

You had to swallow it, not sure you could even spit it up with the way it naturally sunk down your throat. Simon pulled out slowly, your tongue sticking out a little still covered in a bit of his cum. You put your tongue back into your mouth and swallowed it, the sight was a real pretty thing to see. Simon now felt a bit exhausted, panting as he laid back on the couch. You giggled at his cute mannerisms, before leaning back down and kissing at the head of his dick to overstimulate him.

It was just to tease him though, wanting to see more of his cute faces. Simon clenched his eyes and used a hand over his mouth to muffle a loud moan that had escaped him. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop.” You gave him mercy and sat up, allowing him to put himself away. “T-That felt really.. good” Simon admitted.

“I liked it too.”

#fionna and cake smut #fionna and cake x reader smut #fionna and cake x reader #fionna and cake #simon petrikov smut #simon petrikov x reader smut #simon petrikov x reader #simon petrikov #adventure time smut #adventure time x reader smut

[torasplanet]

Hiii sweetheart, can u pls write smut with kanto manji or bonten Sanzu with like him being super vulnerable and hard to be with but at the same time him trying to be a better boyfriend (with fem. reader)?

Also I have a crush on ur works✋😭

❝𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 𝙄𝙉.ᐟ❞

H. SANZU + F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; haruchiyo breaks his six months of sobriety and doesn't truly understand how much it meant to you until he sees you in tears and proves to you how he's going to become a better boyfriend.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; smut, fluff, lowkey angsty, drug addiction, break of sobriety, cocaine, bonten!haru, kinda sappy, haru wants to become better for u :(, worship, unediteddd, mention of other bonten members, cheating(past), haru's literally begging on his knees for you to stay, praise, soft dom!haru, crying, past arguments, p in v, unprotected, actually sad as hell i'm sorry, petnames (baby, pretty, pretty baby, etc...), haru's depression, skin color not mentioned

marls notes 2 u(*´▽｀*) ; thank u smmmm !! i wasn't considering writing for haru cuz im his biggest hater buttt this was just sooo cute and i had the best idea for it !! ignore the header being kanto haru, i just thought that was cuterr

Haruchiyo fucked up, he knew he did. He had fucked up plenty of times before but this time, he really fucked up. Your lack of presence in you and his shared apartment proved it and all his texts being left on delivered only added insult to injury.

He would like to say that he didn’t mean it and it was an accident but he knew it wasn’t. He didn’t have to go in that club room and snort that coke but he did. He saw that white crystallized powder on that expensive ass glass coffee table and went closer, even taking the time to straighten out the line and pull out a hundred dollar bill from his pocket to snort it breaking his 6 months of sobriety. He didn’t think about what would happen if you walked in on him, he didn’t really care in the moment.

Knowing that he couldn’t just lie to your face saying it was an accident and he didn’t mean it. Not after he saw the tears glazing over your (e/c) irises that he’s gazed into too many times with the same wetness covering them with whatever he did being the reason. 

“Haru…?” The sound of your questioning voice made him freeze, he stopped moving and stopped snorting the cocaine. Haruchiyo couldn’t bring himself to turn around and look at you, not when he was on his knees in his expensive ass thousand dollar Versace pants snorting coke when he was supposed to be using the bathroom. That’s what he told you when he left you in the middle of the club with Kokonoi to take a break from dancing with you and it was the truth. 

Until he came across this open door. “Haru, what’re you doing?” You asked standing in the doorframe in that short dress that matched his dress suit with your hands on the side of the doorframe. You had an idea what he was doing but you didn’t want it to be a misunderstanding and get mad at him for nothing, you hoped it was a misunderstanding honestly. Haruchiyo had been sober for six months with your help and he was doing so well. You didn’t want him to throw that all away.

The pink-haired man dropped the rolled-up dollar bill onto the table that was now clean of any cocaine, only small specks were left. He rubbed his nose before turning his head toward you and his heart absolutely broke seeing the way you looked at him, with such a large amount of hope in your eyes that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t doing what you thought he was. Haruchiyo wished he could stop you from tilting your head to look at the table and see the empty Ziploc bag on the table and the rolled-up dollar.

The male sat there ashamed as you looked back at him with no words leaving your mouth. He turned his body around completely and looked at you and that’s when all the regret sunk in. He felt instant regret when he saw you staring down at him your eyes becoming watery with tears “Baby, please.” Haruchiyo started beginning to stand to his feet as he saw you beginning to sniffle “You said you were sober.” You muttered your voice breaking sadly as he inched closer.

“I was-” “were you just lying to me?” You cut him off as you continued to stare at him as tears ran down your cheeks when he reached his arms out to cup your face and wipe those tears away, you backed away like you were scared and he stood still.

He didn’t attempt to touch you again and just stared at you trying to come up with some answer that wouldn’t make you cry harder but as he thought about it, there was nothing in the world that would stop those tears “I’m sorry.” Haruchiyo pathetically said. 

It was the only thing he could say but it meant nothing to you. He has said those words so many times to you over and over telling you it’d never happen again and it did. Haruchiyo didn’t mean to continue the cycle of hurting you that he created himself but when he saw those pills or white powders, it was like his body moved on its own and when they entered his system…there was nothing he could do to contain himself, he lost all control of himself and what he said to you. 

Most of the time he didn’t even remember what he said and those moments were what hurt him the most. Having to hear you repeat his hurtful words back to him knowing that they were directed toward you was the worst and he hated himself for making you go through that but he always begged that you stay with him and that he would change. He was really trying to change don’t get me wrong but…it was just hard for him.

“Don’t fucking talk to me sanzu.” You said angrily shaking your head before turning around and walking away from the scene with the clack of your Burberry heels that Haruchiyo insisted that you wear because of how beautiful they complimented your skin and your dress. He loved being able to dress you up, too bad he wouldn’t be able to do that after what he had just done to you.

The long-haired man’s eyes widened as he realized your lack of presence and he leaped forward and out of the room seeing you stomping away with your hands balled into fists. “Baby please don’t go!” Haruchiyo yelled out as he ran after you grabbing onto your arm and turning you around to look you in the eye. By now his green eyes were bubbling with tears like yours were and for a second it looked like you were considering it but when Haruchiyo felt something running from his nose, your gaze changed back to anger-filled and upset.

You snatched your arm away from him and didn’t say a word as you turned back around and continued back out to the club probably to leave. He had the keys to your car but knowing you, you’d either resort to walking home or calling an Uber so that didn’t matter much.

Haruchiyo’s finger went up to his nose and he looked down seeing red thick liquid smeared against the side of his index finger. You almost stayed. You looked at him like you were considering it but that blood running from his nostril was a reminder of what he had done to himself without even thinking. You needed that reminder because if his nose hadn’t started bleeding then you probably would have stayed when you shouldn’t have.

“Fuck!” He cried out throwing his fist into the nearby wall bruising his knuckles and causing a hole in the red wall. Haruchiyo stomped back into the room that had ruined everything and began to destroy everything.

He ripped the paintings off the wall, ripped the soiled sheets off the bed, shattered the glass table, and put multiple holes into the wall from his kicking and punching all while screaming and cursing gaining the attention of the people walking past.

His hands went to his hair making a mess of his pink locks that you had brushed out in the car before you two came in. Haruchiyo breathed heavily as he looked at the now destroyed room which had taken a toll on him, his knuckles were bruised and bloody, parts of his suit were ripped from glass shards cutting into the expensive fabric and his nose was still running blood dripping it onto the expensive carpet floor and his blazer.

“Woah, what the fuck happened?” Ran’s voice asked from the hallway as he looked into the room. Haruchiyo’s head snapped back at the sound of a new voice and glared at the older man with hatred but it wasn’t directed toward him, the room, or you. It was hate directed at himself for allowing himself to do this without even thinking about what he should do or what you would want him to do.

Haruchiyo’s eyes continued to stare daggers at the multi-colored-haired man as tears continuously ran down his cheeks and wet his lengthy lashes.

“Get the fuck out.”

Since that night he hadn’t talked to you at all. No one has. Well, no one in Bonten has and he was convinced that all your friends he asked were just lying to him.

He hadn’t been to work in the week that you’d been gone, wanting to stay at home in case you came by and Mikey would be on his ass and he was but for once he didn’t give a shit about Mikey or what he said. Haruchiyo only cared about you and wanted to see you again. He had spent all of this time practicing what he would say to you so he wouldn’t piss you the fuck off even more than you were or make you end this relationship. He didn’t want it to end. It wasn’t a ‘not anytime soon’ thing, he never wanted it to end.

Haruchiyo fully intended on making you his wife and he told you this but you said that you would only agree to being his wife when he was clean and that gave him motivation. Just you gave him motivation but everything you said and did for him gave him more. It made him actually believe he could get clean but all that went down the drain with one simple look.

This wouldn’t be the first time he said he was getting clean and wasn’t but it’d be the first time he actually did get clean for a while and just spoiled it. Haruchiyo decided to get clean and stay clean after an argument you and he had when he was high. He said things he didn’t remember and when you told him, he regretted it but nothing he said made it better for you. Right then and there, he decided he didn’t want to put you through that shit ever again and that determination only increased when he remembered more of that argument and how he almost hit you.

His previous mistakes determined him too. He remembered when he cheated on you when he was high off molly and drunk and how devasted you were when you found out and how he let you down after that by getting high again when he told you that he wasn’t going to. Haruchiyo made a promise to himself that he’d get clean for you so you didn’t have to go through this with him again.

He couldn’t give less than a fuck about himself and if he destroyed his body doing this. He only cared about how he was destroying you doing this and that hurt him deeply. More than anything ever had.

Haruchiyo sat there with his head in his hands as some random K-drama played on the gigantic flat screen he had bought wondering what he should do to really prove to you that this was the last time. It was. It really was going to be the last time and he was going to do whatever it took to make sure of that but he didn’t know how to prove it to you.

You wouldn’t believe him straight off the bat after that night and every other night that was just too similar to that one and he knew that. Buying you chocolates and bears wouldn’t work. You’d love it but you wouldn’t believe him with that as he had used that tactic too many times. Haruchiyo feared that this would be the last time and not because he did it but because you left him.

You were the only person that saw the good in him and the only person that could bring out that good. The only person he actually gave a single fuck about and probably the only person to care about him and he couldn’t lose that. Not when you spent so many years with him preaching to him how you believed he could do it and stay clean and were willing to help him even after the cheating, the fighting, the yelling, the heartbreaking names he called you, the everything. 

Gosh, you were a fool. You were the prettiest girl in the world and yet you settled for him and stayed with him even after finding out what a horrible person he was and the shit he did. You stayed after he cheated. You stayed after everything. How dumb were you? You could probably have any guy you wanted, even any Bonten member and you remained in a relationship with him. You were a fucking dumbass for that but he cherished that because you were the only person to stay.

But he doubted you would want to stay after what he did.

Haruchiyo ran his fingers through his hair stressfully as he leaned back onto the couch letting out a sigh but the sound of the front door beginning to unlock made him shoot up to his feet. Was that you? It had to be, no one else had come to this door except for Ran and he didn’t have a key.

When the door slowly peeled open revealing you. Still in the dress from that night, your eyes were puffy and red, and the makeup he had watched you put on was gone and you just looked exhausted. Your exhausted eyes turned to shocked and saddened when they landed on his form.

There was silence for a minute as you stepped in and closed the door behind you, he didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know if he should let you talk first or not or just not say anything at all “...I didn’t know you’d be home. Thought you were at work.” You whispered raspily looking away from Haruchiyo and at the floor as you took your purse off.

“I didn’t want to go. I…I wanted to see you when you came back.” The male said softly as he watched you look him up and down taking in his lazy attire and messy hair that had tangles and stray hairs sticking in every other direction “Did you want to see me?” Haruchiyo continued scratching the palm of his hand nervously afraid of your reply. He was afraid you’d yell at him for even thinking you’d want to see him ever again. That you’d pack your shit and leave without a word and never come back.

You didn’t stare at him hatefully, or sadly, you stared at him tiredly looking like you were just going to sigh in response “Not really.” Those words upset him but he couldn’t take that out on you because he knows that was only because of what he did wrong after he promised you that he wouldn’t.

Staring at you made Haruchiyo regret everything he did even more, you weren’t actively crying but your red eyes were a reminder that you were and probably had been crying before you came here maybe even every day after that night “I really am sorry (y/n). I am.” Haruchiyo apologized not knowing what else to say. There was no point in small talk or asking you more questions when all it’d end up in was him apologizing over and over again.

When he walked closer to you, you didn’t step back this time and just stood still which was a good sign “Then why would you? You promised me.” You asked your voice breaking as if you were going to start crying again and Haruchiyo didn’t want that. That was the thing he didn’t want the most. 

He stood there watching as tears welled over your eyes once more completely silent almost as if he was ignoring you “Tell me! You owe me that haruchiyo!” You shouted startling him and smacking him out of his thoughts. He tried his hardest to come up with something that was the truth and something that wouldn’t make you upset but he reached a dead end. There was nothing he could say to you that’d make you happy and wasn’t a lie.

“I don’t know. I…just saw it and I couldn’t hold back. It wasn’t an accident. I did it on purpose and I’m sorry.” Haruchiyo didn’t even know he could apologize like that or at all until he met you. You gave him reasons to want to apologize when one was needed. You were the first light in the darkness of his life and he didn’t want you to disappear, he didn’t want your light to go out.

So he apologized after everything he did to you and that made him regret when he did something new to hurt you and have to give a whole new apology which was eventually going to lose its meaning from how he was using them and going back on them. Not very a good idea if he was trying to keep your light burning.

He saw your light flickering on and off through your teary eyes and it scared him “Please. Just don’t leave. I need you.” Haruchiyo begged growing closer to you grabbing both of your hands and holding them as he looked at you with pure sorrow in his eyes and need, need for you.

“You lied to me. Again.” You said trying to resist the urge to start sobbing uncontrollably as you continued to stare into the green pools that belonged to your liar of a boyfriend. You knew how hard it was for Haruchiyo to stay clean and you were there for him every step of the way, even when he relapsed, even when he cheated, even when he lied over and over.

You stayed because you loved him and wanted to see him get better. The only thing that was keeping you going with him was your love for him and the idea that when he got better eventually, it’d be different. Your relationship would get better as he did and you believed that. But of course, you had to know that with these beliefs and hopes, your relationship would falter and get worse every time that pill slid down his throat or that white powder shot up his nostril. You just didn’t know it’d happen so often.

“I know baby, I know but it’s the last time I swear. Please you gotta believe me.” Haruchiyo pleaded as he dropped to his knees in front of you now looking up at you through his messy strands of pink blocking his eyes as his hold on your hands grew tighter, he didn’t want to let you go and he was sure you wanted him to.

Globs of hot tears began pouring out of his eyes and down his face and red cheeks with his gaze still on you. These weren’t alligator tears, they were real. The tears only started to become real when you came along “I fucking need you. I know I fucked up and I’m sorry but please don’t leave. I’ll do better I swear. I’ll go to fucking rehab if you want me to, anything you want just…please. I’m trying.” Haruchiyo pleaded loudly his words speeding up as if he were saying it all in one breath and it appeared he was.

He was basically hyperventilating as tears dropped on the floor and your heels. You didn’t want to give him another chance, any person with a brain wouldn’t and would just dump him but looking at him crying, begging for you to take him back just broke your heart and you’d break his even more if you didn’t give him another chance. You wanted to believe that Haruchiyo would get better even if there was a chance he’d ruin you and himself in the process.

Your hand came to his cheeks wiping the tears off his face as he sniffled, snot running down his nose like the scarlet red liquid that was doing the same days ago “Haru, I won’t leave.” You said and his eyes brightened at the statement, his arms instantly wrapped around your legs and he hugged you closer as more sobs left his throat but your hand came to his forehead and pushed his head away so you could look him in the eye again “But this needs to be the last time. Or I will leave. You hear me?” You finished pushing his hair back so you could see his full face as he looked up at you with wide and watery eyes and his pink and chapped lips parted slightly.

He was looking up at you like you were an angel. Like you were his savior and you were. You knew this too. Everyone in Bonten had told you how soft the man had gotten for you, how he was a fucking druggie before you came along and convinced him to at least try to get clean, and how since you were in his life, he seemed happier and not crazy happy when he killed someone or did something horrible. Like pleasantly happy. Always in a good mood when he came in.

Ugh and don’t even get me started on how they’d fake vomit and gag whenever you came around to the Bonten hideout or went out clubbing with them. Haruchiyo kissing all over you, following you like you were a goddess, and to him, you really were. They had never seen Haruchiyo like that, especially considering he hated smothering people but he ended up being smothering to you and he always talked about you and how awesome you were. How you made him breakfast whenever you woke up before him, laying out his suit for him, brushing his hair for him, letting him dress you up, letting him pick the colors of your makeup. Just everything you did brightened his life and he made sure everyone knew that and everyone that knew told you every single thing that he said.

You remembered all the things Kokonoi and Rindou would tell you about Haruchiyo talking about you with scowls on their faces. ‘She’s my future wife’ ‘She’s fucking amazing’ ‘The best girl ever’ ‘Sexy ass girl’ ‘My baby’ All those things he said constantly when talking about you and that made you believe he was really going to change and that it was just hard. You were giving him one last try. One last try to better himself or you’d leave. If he can’t do it with your help, he’d probably never be able to do it.

“Yes, baby I do. I promise you this is the last time, I swear.” Haruchiyo said nodding rapidly as he wiped his nose with the back of his hand. He saw the hesitation in your eyes and his brows arched down, your silence was killing him just as much as your eyes were.

The pink-haired man stood to his feet face to face with you again and looked you in your eyes “I can prove it to you. I’ll check into rehab right now, I’ll quit bonten. I’ll call Mikey right now!” He stammered loudly, the mention of giving up Bonten made your eyes widen. 

Haruchiyo could be killed if he left Bonten because of how much information he knew and he was willing to risk that just to prove to you that he’d really get clean this time. Your hands came to the sides of his face and you pressed your lips against his as tears ran down your face “Don’t do that. Just stay here with me.” You muttered breaking the kiss and staring him into his green eyes which were full of more love than sadness now and you were sure that yours were the same now.

Haruchiyo nodded more slowly now his hands coming to your waist “I can do that.” He said impatiently before leaning forward and kissing you again for rougher and sloppier than the first one was. He was deprived of your love incredibly and he couldn’t blame anyone but himself but now that he had it back, he wasn’t letting it go.

His arms wrapped around your waist holding you tightly close to his body as he continued to kiss you “M’ gonna make you feel so good pretty. Like you deserve.” Haruchiyo muttered in between kisses quite literally devouring you and not letting you get a single breath in. His hands didn’t go to your ass like they usually did when you two had heavy make-outs but they rubbed up and down your back comfortingly.

It wasn’t lust he was feeling, it was love, and touching you was the way he loved you. It didn’t have to be sexually touching, just the little things. His hand on your back, his lips pressing against you not leaving a single part of your face untouched, his finger trailing down your spine, his legs tangled in yours when you two lay in bed together, holding you close to his body. All of that was how he showed his love for you and not his lust and by the way he was just rubbing your back and not groping you, you knew this was love.

Haruchiyo’s hands lowered down to the back of your thighs before lifting you. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his torso after so many times of him lifting you up either because you didn’t want to walk or he didn’t want you to walk. Haruchiyo could be sweet when he wanted to and that was all the time. Well, the times he was sober.

“I’m sorry for making you cry, my pretty baby,” Haruchiyo whispered into your skin as he placed gentle kisses on your cheek, jawline, and neck while carrying you down the narrow hallway that led to your shared bedroom “It’s fine, it’s okay.” You said through rushed breaths as you held the back of his head while he continued littering kisses all over the sensitive flesh of your neck.

Haruchiyo let out a soft whine “S’ not though. I shouldn’t have did that to you.” The pink-haired man said softly as he walked through the open door of your bedroom and walked over to the king-sized bed that you both shared. The bed he hadn’t slept in since he got home from the club because he didn’t want to sleep in it without you filling in the coldness of your side and cuddling up to him.

He gently placed you on the sheets, the shocking coldness of the bed surprising you and making you flinch a bit. The feeling of the silk sheets moving against your skin with every movement you made and dip in the bed made you let out a sigh of pleasure “I missed this. I missed you.” You muttered opening your eyes again to peer at the man that was hovering over you seemingly waiting for you to open your eyes.

“You got no idea how much I missed you. Was sleeping on the couch staying up waiting for you.” The green-eyed man whispered with a whine escaping his throat and you smiled up at him as you kicked off your heels onto the floor and your feet were dangling off the edge of the bed “Show me how much you missed me haru.” You said bringing your hand up to touch his face and you saw tears start bubbling in his eyes once more at the small gesture of affection.

You’d really forgiven him. He wouldn’t have cared if you didn’t want to have sex but the fact that you did showed you believed him and weren’t still mad. You hadn’t given up on him.

It shouldn’t have been that surprising, after all, lights only stop emitting light when you turn it off or use it too much causing it to burn out but Haruchiyo was almost convinced you were getting ready to burn out.

As he worked on getting his pants off, you slid your legs up opening them widely, and sliding your panties off tossing them somewhere in the room. Haruchiyo turned back to you observing your form and letting his eyes trail down to between your legs as your dress bunched up at your hips.

He was the worst person ever. He had a girl willing to go through all of this for him, she was so pretty too, and yet she forgave him when she really shouldn’t have. Haruchiyo swore on everything he cared about which was only her that he’d get better. He’d be a better person and a better boyfriend so he could make up for all the time you had to suffer dealing with him and truly deserve you.

“Why do you love me? I hurt you so much.” Haruchiyo asked blinking back the tears as he placed his hands on your knees while he sat back on his knees. You were taken aback by his question and just stared up at him as you continued to lie back on the silk sheets but you sat up leaning on your elbows to look him in his wet eyes.

“Because I see you.” Haruchiyo’s lips parted slightly in surprise from your answer but he remained silent waiting for you to continue your explanation “I see past these…” You muttered reaching up and running your fingers over the scars that decorated the sides of his mouth “And I see Haruchiyo, not Sanzu…I know you can do better and I wanna give you the chance to.” The tears haruchiyo blinked back reappeared and quickly found their way to the tips of his long lashes and his cheeks.

Haruchiyo sniffled as he peered down at you “You’re the only person to believe that. Not even I do.” He said below his breath as his head lowered down to your collarbone his pink locks spilling all over your shoulder and chest. You reached your hand up and placed it on the back of his head comfortingly “I’ll make you. I know you can do it.” You said pressing a kiss to the side of his head comfortingly which made a sob escape from his throat as he was fully crying now.

Haruchiyo had cared for many people in his life, he cared for Mikey, and a split moment in his childhood, he cared for his sister and his brother but he stopped when he realized they didn’t care about him. His care for Mikey had never stopped but he wasn’t dumb. He knew Mikey didn’t care about him like he did. The only person in the world to care about him just as much as he cared about them, maybe even more, was you.

“I’ll do it for you. I’d do anything for you.” Haruchiyo muttered through his wails as he aimed himself up at you not even having to look, a small gasp escaped your lips as he pushed inside of you and you gripped some of his hair as he bottomed out letting out a groan as he did so.

Haruchiyo wasn’t lying. He’d do anything for you. He’d kill a thousand people for you and if you didn’t want him to do that, he wouldn’t. 

“I love you.” He said as he lifted his head allowing you to see his red eyes and matching red and wet face. He squeezed his eyes shut as he threw his head back starting to thrust in and out of your warm and wet cunt but his head didn’t rest there for long because you grabbed his jaw and sloppily kissed him as you dropped back down to the sheets.

As much as you hated Haruchiyo for relapsing after promising he’d do better, you still missed him. All the days and nights you spent at your friend’s house needing time to compose yourself, you missed him and wondered what he was doing hoping your runaway didn’t make him spiral deeper into his relapse and so, you came home earlier than you were planning to and earlier than your friend said. 

Your legs were basically shaking when walking up to the door in fear of what could be lying behind it; It wasn’t because you were scared that when you got home he’d yell at you because of his high, you were scared that he’d hurt himself.

It was stupid…you were more worried about him than yourself after he lied to you and broke your trust in him even after all his mistakes. But you can’t hate yourself for worrying about him because no one else was going to. The other Bonten members would simply watch as Haruchiyo killed as many people as he wanted and snorted every drug in the fucking world, all they’d tell him is to clean up his needles when he’s done if he did spiral or they’d try and call you to pick him up so the only person who cared was you so you couldn’t stop caring. Even if you wanted to.

“I love you too haru.” You said through the heated kiss your arms wrapping around Haruchiyo’s neck as he continued to thrust in and out his speed growing faster and faster with every second. He parted his lips from yours leaving you to crave more of him “I’m glad you do.” He muttered as he leaned back on his knees grabbing the back of your knees as his thrusts got rougher and sloppier with the new angle.

Tears were still streaming out of his bright green eyes which were now squeezed shut from how you were squeezing his cock “Uhn…” You moaned lightly throwing your head back against the sheets and closing your eyes letting the darkness consume you and going off only from the pleasure in your lower stomach and the sounds of your boyfriend whining in enjoyment from above you.

Haruchiyo hated this. He hated how sensitive you made him and how vulnerable he allowed himself to be around you because you accepted him with warm arms and it made it all the harder to love you knowing how horrible he’s treated you. “Ugh! Needed you so bad…” The long-haired man muttered as his fingers dug into the flesh of the back of your knees while he arched his back while hitting that spongy spot over and over not missing a beat.

Your stomach began to feel full like a balloon was in your tummy just aching, pleading to pop but it wasn’t. Just not yet.

Your fingers pulled at the back of his hair using the length of it to your advantage, his neck snapped back making his Adam’s apple pop out moving as he continued to moan probably making his vocal cords sore from how loud he was probably allowing all of your neighbors to hear him. You can’t count on both of your hands how many times you two have gotten a knock on your door complaining about the noises.

Haruchiyo tapped the side of your thigh rapidly signaling you to wrap your legs around his waist which you did as soon as he began tapping your leg “You so pretty, wanna see more.” He muttered his hands going to the end of the dress you had completely forgotten that you were wearing, it was more like a shirt now because it was bunched up at your hips exposing your entire lower half.

He slowly slid it up revealing your bare abdomen before pulling it off of you completely leaving you bare in front of you, he didn’t say anything and just stared at you his eyes windering from your eyes, your lips, your tits, your tummy and last but not least your soaking cunt that was continuously sucking him in squeezing the life out of him “You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.” Your face got hot at his words and you got embarrassed bringing your hands up to your face and covering it so he didn’t so the flusteredness in your eyes.

It was stupid, he was quite literally hitting your cervix right now but you didn’t want him to see how embarrassed you were at his compliments “Don’t do that. I hate that.” Haruchiyo said softly with a bit of a mean tone, he grabbed your hands, and yanked them away from your face allowing you to see the frown he had on his lips, his forehead crinkled and his brows creased while he looked down at you.

“I hate when you do that, I love to look at you.” He said intertwining his fingers with yours and pining your hands beside your head, you didn’t respond as a very rough hit to your cervix sent you screaming and arching your back into the air “Haru!” You moaned shamelessly digging your nails into the back of Haruchiyo’s hands. Your moans were like music to his ears especially because he was the reason you were making those pretty noises.

The fair-skinned man leaned down with his hips slowing their once fast pace, he started to litter kisses all over your jaw and your neck biting down lightly making small teeth marks in your skin.

His swollen lips continued their work marking up your neck and coloring it purple “I love you, baby, I love you so fucking much!” You moaned out quickly as you breathed heavily feeling that balloon grow more and more with the teasing thrusts he had, going slow and slower and then breaking his rhythm with a rough hit to your cervix slamming his hips into yours. It kept growing, bigger and bigger as if you were bloated until it popped.

You yelped as you let go cumming all over his dick digging your head back into the sheets, you were sure the sheets were dampening with your juices “I’m almost there baby, I promise. I’m almost there.” Haruchiyo muttered desperately as his thrusts continued going faster as if you cumming brought him closer to his edge.

“Uhn! Ugh!” Haruchiyo moaned out into the skin of your next as if he was the #1 watched pornstar in the world, his hips continuously snapping into yours as you continued to breathe heavily still trying to come down from your orgasm but that was pretty hard when you were still receiving pleasure but you were going to let him ride out his orgasm.

You moaned with closed eyes at the feeling of thick and warm ropes spurting into your womb that you were oh so used to, you felt so full with him inside as he came but his face remained in your neck. You felt his heavy breaths on your neck as his back raised and fell with the pattern of his breathing “I promise you I’ll get better.” He said lowly but because of his face being buried in your neck, you heard it clear as day.

“Haru-” “No.” He lifted his face from your skin and rose once more looking down at you with a softened expression “Listen to me. I promise you that I will get better and treat you like you deserve.” Haruchiyo continued his brows furrowing in determination, he wasn’t crying this time when he said it, he didn’t look sad, he looked determined. He was going to do it and he was going to make sure you absolutely knew that.

He gave a quick peck to your lips before looking you in the eye again “And then I’ll marry you.” Haruchiyo said sweetly making a smile appear on your lips. He’d said things like this all the time but you knew he meant it this time. 

You could see it in his eyes and in the way he talked to you that he meant what he said and he was going to get better. That was a promise you were looking forward to being fulfilled.

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your writing is so incredible u are feeding the hamzah girls DAILY 😛 currently thinking about if u were friends/mutual friends with him but you always had this sexual tension and then one night u both finally broke…

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notes/warnings: nsfw !! THE LONG AWAITED ROOMATE FIC IS HERE !! sexual tension leading to unprotected sex, pretend ur on the pill idk idk! self indulgent height difference between hamzah and reader 🥸 post ovulation clarity is hitting ... pls don't judge me for this i was quite literally in a primal state

listen to the song while reading, thank me later

yours and hamzah's apartment is quiet. so quiet you can hear the cars pass by, the sound slipping in from the cracked open window. it's been almost 3 days without air conditioning, which isn't ideal for the middle of summer in toronto. because of this, you and hamzah have had no choice but to wear a limited amount of clothing around each other. for you, it's been a thin tank top (so thin you can see the lace detail of your bra through it) and jean shorts (the ones you wore to summer camp freshman year, the material always shorter than you remember). for hamzah, it's been his gym shorts (the extra short ones he wears for lifting that give you a full view of his thick thighs), and a random short-sleeved shirt that hugged his biceps tightly. however, with the increasing heat inside your home, lately he's given up on wearing a shirt. it was a sight nothing could've prepared you for. you kept replaying the moment from earlier over and over in your head, his back muscles flexing as he emptied bags of groceries and stocked the fridge. engulfed by the cold air, hamzah decided to stand in front of the fridge, fully on display as he tried to lower his body temperature. the way he closed his eyes and rolled his neck in relief affected you physically.

this morning, you had to ignore the feeling because you had other things to get done. but now, lying atop your duvet and staring at the ceiling, the feelings finds its way back. you don't want to ignore it anymore. the hot july air, the sound of hamzah typing on the other side of the wall that separates you, the image of his bare torso...it's all too much. you huff, equal parts sexual frustration and annoyance from how hot your apartment was getting. even as the sun goes down, the warm air makes your baby hairs stick to your forehead, something hamzah told you he found cute. he had a way of complimenting you so innocently, yet you always took it as more. in some way, you felt like he wanted you to take it as more. with this notion, you muster up the courage and get out of bed, deciding to go bother hamzah. you exit your room and walk two short steps, approaching his door, which is wide open. the sight before you, even better than this morning, almost causes a guttural noise to leave your mouth. hamzah sat at his desk, shirtless, gym shorts riding up dangerously high, and his glasses sat on the bridge of his nose. he's so focused on typing on his computer that he doesn't register your presence whatsoever. you knock on the wall gently, making him turn in his chair with a little squeak and push his glasses up.

"hey," you nod, quickly trying to craft what you want to say next

"oh, hey." he matches your nod, closing his browser and giving you his full attention.

you rub the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand and sigh, "i can't do this, i'm dying."

he laughs at your dramatics, picking up his phone from his desk and scrolling through the weather app, "i know, it's getting worse too. it's not supposed to cool down till midnight."

"great." you quip, "what did the landlord say about the A/C?"

"uhhh" hamzah switches on his phone over to messages, "he said the repair guy can't come till monday morning."

you let out a groan, holding your hair up in a makeshift ponytail. you can't help but eye him down and it doesn't go unnoticed. hamzah clears his throat and shifts in his seat, which emits another squeak. you both laugh at the noise and he pretends to be pissed off, getting up from the chair and walking up to you. you suddenly feel overwhelming aware of both of your nearly bare figures being so close to each other. it seems like he's not going to stop walking until he's a mere few inches away. he gestures past where you stand in the doorway and you give him a confused look, but let him past you. he trails down the hall into the kitchen and you follow behind, getting another lovely view of his naked back. like earlier, he swings the fridge door open and lets the cold air hit his exposed skin. he hums in delight, beckoning you by hand to join him. once you're close enough, he sets his cold hands on the warm flesh of your shoulders and moves your figure in front of his, so you're the one directly in front of the fridge.

"good?" he asks, trying to position you in the optimal spot so the air hits your shorter frame.

goosebumps form as the chilled air travels up your arms and legs, reaching your neck and face in the process. it feels fucking amazing, but the fabrics of your top creates an undesired barrier. with his large hands still on your shoulders, the desire for him grows stronger. you bite your lip, choosing to take a risk.

"it's good, but i'm still a little warm." you say with every hope he catches on to your flirting for once.

"yeah," he speaks after a drawn out silence, "it's probably your top."

you try to hide your smirk, but it's useless. "you think?" rhetorical, but it does the trick on him.

hesitantly, his fingers find the hem of your tight tank top and toy with it, "mhm," peeling the the fabric up your stomach and chest, until it's over your head and thrown somewhere on the counter. "see?" his low voice and the newfound stimulation from the coldness hitting your bare torso sends chills down your spine.

you nod adamantly, feeling your heartbeat pick up, the pulse thrumming almost out of your chest. you want this so bad and you're starting to think he does too.

"hamzah" you whisper, turning so you're face to face.

he looks down at you, looking like he's going to say something, but struggles to find the words. you open your mouth to help, but are cutoff by him grabbing your face and kissing you. your eyes widen in pure shock, then shut, feeling his needy hands squeeze at your hips. you attempt to get a handful of his hair to grab, but your height difference makes it hard. even on your tip toes, it's not enough. hamzah takes note of your efforts and crouches down, hands taking hold of the back of your thighs and picking you up. you squeal into the kiss, immediately, arms hooking around his neck and legs wrapping around his lower waist. the fridge still wide open, hamzah turns both of you around. he sets you down on the counter, lips going to your neck and sucking the sensitive skin until you yelp. you rake a hand through his curls, pushing his head lower down your chest. his full lips leave open-mouthed kisses down the tops of your breasts, down your stomach, until he gets to the waist of your jean shorts. he looks up at you, waiting for your approval, to which you give him in the form of an embarrassing whine. he fiddles with the button and zipper of your shorts, sliding them down your legs. once, they're to your ankles, hamzah throws them and they knock over a glass of water on the kitchen table. usually, he'd run over and clean up the spill, but his hunger for you clouded any concern about water on the floor. you can't help but feel relieved by his neediness, no longer ashamed about the things you used to imagine doing with him because you were doing them now. he takes the hem of your underwear and pulls it down, this time you kick the article of clothing off at your ankles. the mixture of the fridge's coolness and hamzah's warm tongue licking a stipe against your heat made your jaw go slack. it wasn't enough for him, though, so he drags your thighs closer to himself, causing you to lay down against the counter. he sucks on your clit, alternating between licking and kissing in the process. you whimper, legs wrapping around his head, heels digging into his bare back to bring him even closer. he pauses for a moment and you swear you could cry from the sudden lack of stimulation. you look up to see him take off his glasses, setting them aside on the counter and going back to work. you can feel the knot in your stomach building, your impending orgasm approaching closer than you expected.

"h-hamzah- ah, wait, wait" you pant, sitting up by your elbows.

he stops, looking up in fear, your arousal coating his chin. the sight alone could make you cum, if you were being fully honest.

"want me to stop?" he wipes his chin, caressing your thigh with his free hand sweetly.

"yeah-no. but i don't wanna cum yet..." you admit, oddly getting shy.

"do you wanna go to my room?" he asks

"please." is all you can spit out as he grabs your hips and gets you off the counter. he kicks the fridge door shut, taking your hand and leading you to his room. once inside, he waits for your next move.

"should i-"

playfully, you push him onto his bed, straddling his waist. you can feel how turned on he is underneath you, telling you everything you need to know. this whole time you thought this infatuation was one-sided....you were dead wrong.

his room his hot, the residual coolness from the fridge leaving both your bodies by the second. this and your unfinished orgasm give you the extra push you need to initiate things quicker, which gets absolutely no complaints from hamzah.

you take off your bra, getting off hamzah for a second so he can take off his shorts and boxers. straddling him once more, you slide down onto his erection. there's little resistance due to your arousal, eliciting a throaty moan from you and hamzah. once you're fully sunken down on him, you grab onto his shoulder and he holds your ass. starting slow, you lift your hips up and down to get into a rhythm. while the motion is nice, it doesn't get you to where you want to go. ideally, you want your first hookup with hamzah to be long and thorough, but you weren't sure how much longer you can handle being without release. you start to rock your hips back and forth, grinding so hard that his pelvic bone hits your clit with each movement you make.

hamzah starts to move your ass as your grind, only making the stimulation more intense. you quicken your pace, if it's even possible, moving back and forth so fast that the headboard of the bed repeatedly hits the wall. the squelching of your arousal with each move you make leaves hamzah in complete awe, feeling his own release chase close behind.

"oh god" you moan, gripping his arms tighter, fingernails digging into his skin and making crescent shapes.

"you got it, baby.... i'm almost there too." he breathes out heavily, helping you keep your pace going as you start to feel weak.

the room feels like it's on fire, both your bodies covered in sweat, hair sticking your foreheads with flushed faces, as you reach your highs together. you scream, feeling yourself come undone on him and he kisses you through it, muffling your noises. his own high follows shortly after, whimpering into the heated kiss.

breaking contact, you're both a panting, sweaty mess. you look at him with half-lidded eyes, wiping a bead of sweat that dribbles down his cheek. you giggle as he moves away the hair that sticks to your face so he can see you all the way.

"so, how long have you been wanting to do that?" he teases, still catching his breath.

"i should ask you the same thing." you fire back

you think he's gonna spout something cocky, but he laughs, "since we signed that fucking lease and moved in here."

you laugh too, covering your face sheepishly, but he takes your wrists in his hands so you can't hide, kissing you with every last ounce of energy he has left.

running and hiding forever goodbye.

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[eldritch-nightmare]

Liu and sully dating headcanond please 🥺👉👈

thank u anon i'm giving u a lil fist bump for sending this in <3 it might b a little short. just a tad. i hope u enjoy it nonetheless. <33 i was going to make a separate poly section but like. then i didn't. anyways i wrote this in one sitting. uhhh requests are opened also btw if anyone wants to send smth in <3

warnings: me being silly and deranged over liu and sully, mentions of guns, mentions of fire, mentions of religion, blasphemy???, blood, mentions of cannibalism, mentions of murder, i swear it's not dark sully is just. sully.

Liu.

dating?????? he knows nothing about it. no experience at all. a few crushes here and there when he was younger but... his priorities have been more-so dedicated to trying to kill his brother than being the next bachelor.

he probably doesn't even realize when he's developed feelings for someone, if we're being honest. there are only like... three sure-fire ways for him to realize he's got feelings for someone.

option a) sully. this is the most likely way, because sully is a solid(ly aggressive) wingman and would get fuckin annoyed seeing liu oblivious to his own feelings and would probably leave a note for liu to find that says something along the lines of 'ask them out before i do it for you'. that's certainly one way to make the man confront his feelings.

option b) you approach him first. be honest with your feelings, he's a really good listener. tell him how you want to go out on a date with him, or that you want him to be your boyfriend, whatever, it'll hit him in the face.

option c) patience. he'll figure it out one day on his own, just... it'll take time. and a lot of it.

anyways, using one of these three options laid out for you, you're sure to score a boyfriend! i hope you're not scared of fire. or guns. or... religion. those three things are pretty much a big part of him as a person, so.

but no yeah he's head over heels in love with you btw. the man would gift you the heavens itself if he could, but all he can give you are cute little trinkets that remind him of you.

he's so fucking romantic and he doesn't even try like. trust me. trust me on this guys please please you gotta believe me when i say this dude okay just like. trust me please.

he looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky. he'd probably be admiring you, resting his head on your lap while you play with his hair, your attention so focused on the show or movie playing. it's such a simple moment, but it's the one that makes him realize that he's in deep. like... wow. he's so in love with you.

he's a little hesitant to admit it, but you've become home. not because he hates it or anything like that, god, not at all. he's just... the last home he had was mercilessly ripped away from him. so pardon him for being a little scared. but you make him feel safe, and that's not something he's been able to feel in a long, long time.

liu doesn't murder without a reason. he actively avoids murdering people if he can. but he'd kill for you. whether or not that's something he's ready or willing to admit yet is up for debate but he would murder someone for you without any ounce of hesitation.

he's so willing to go out on dates w you btw. if you want to take a walk in the park, go see a movie, or whatever people do on dates then go ahead. he's legally dead in the eyes of the law. got a grave and everything, so he's not worried about being seen in public.

under the assumption that you know nothing about who he is, or his past, he's never going to tell you. all you'll ever know is that his parents were brutally murdered, he has a little brother that you... you think his brother is dead?? he talks about him as though he's dead. he almost died the same night his parents died, and his house burnt to the ground after. he's... really vague when he talks about his past. you'll never know the full extent, not unless the truth is forced upon you.

god i have so much more i want to add but i dont want this to get too long okay just. he's so in love with you. you've brought light back into his life, and he'll do everything in his power to keep you safe. he cannot lose you. yes we will ignore the thoughts i have of how he'd react if you did die lol. for now.

anyways he's the perfect boyfriend honestly <3

Sully.

also has no dating experience but he's not oblivious to his own feelings. the moment he decides that he cares about you a little more than he typically cares for another person, he's telling you.

he's so casual about it too, like. sir. how can you say 'yeah i think i could fall in love with you' with such a straight face?? you ask him that and he just shrugs.

i really hope you're comfortable with the sight of blood because trust the moment the two of you become an official couple, he's showing up at your place with injuries. nothing too bad, he'd hate to scare you like that, but just little things. like a gash of a knife on the palm of his hand. he has a really high pain tolerance but he'll act like the pain is utterly unbearable if it means having you help him treat it and kiss it better.

it's not like he actually needs you to take care of him. but he likes watching you. he likes watching the way you focus, carefully tending to his wounds, scared that you'll hurt him more if you're not careful. he likes watching the way his blood smears on your skin (totally by accident and not at all on purpose).

definitely the type to bite your lip just a little too hard when kissing you just so he can taste your blood. he thinks it's romantic idk the guy is kind of a freak (affectionately)

he'd probably eat you if he could but then he'd miss you too much so :( no cannibalism. but he thinks cannibalism is romantic guys. feel like i need to state that. he says 'i would eat you' but in a loving, romantic, affectionate way.

he never really understood religion, nor did he care much for it. he understood that it was a big part of liu's life, and therefore something he encounters often, but it wasn't until he started dating you that he understood. there must be some god or deity out there because heaven is wherever you're at.

you must be an angel, because how else could you love someone like him? he'd never pray to god, but god, he could pray to you all day.

and fuck, he thinks about corrupting you, dragging an angel like you down to his hell.

he can picture it now, tears streaming down your face, shaking in fear as you kill someone for the first time. their blood staining your hands and clothes as you drop the knife, horrified by what you've done while sully pulls you into a hug and tells you that you did such a good job.

i've already said this but sully likes watching you. you could be doing nothing at all, or someone could be talking to him. doesn't matter. the moment you're in the same room as him, he's staring at you.

you don't know why he does it, and he never gives you an answer when you ask. he just smiles.

you'd never think this, but sully is scared of you dying. people are so fragile, it doesn't take much to kill them. he's... he's never been scared before, and it... excites him. of course you're the one to make him feel this way. it could never be anyone else. anyways don't die. he'll be sad if you do.

was actually shocked when it clicked that he loved you. like... yeah, he said he could fall in love with you but. fucking wow it actually happened. holy shit.

anyways he tells you like .5 seconds after. he adapts to his emotions very quickly. the guy just casually says, 'hey, i'm in love with you.' and just stares until you respond with 'i'm in love with you too' and then he just has this small smile on his face for like... the rest of the day.

would also murder for you btw. no hesitation, no questions asked. if you want someone dead, he's killing them for you. clearly, they deserve to be dead if you hated them enough to wish for it.

solid boyfriend material but only if you're okay with. him. as a person.

#anon #giggling like an idiot writing all of this #homicidal liu x reader #homicidal liu x you #sully x reader #sully x you #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you

[dreamingcloudie]

Imagine what the first kiss between you and Dottore would be like, especially if it was back in your akademiya days. I'm just imagining Akademiya!Dottore being shy about it, it's his and your first kiss, and you have to initiate it while he's mentally freaking out for once in his life (all flustered in front of you).

You'd tease him about it every chance you could get, bonus if it's when you're having an intimate moment that involves you guys kissing!!!

Omg this one is so cute!! I could imagine Akademiya!Dottore being all blushy blushy. I see him as someone who's not familiar feelings. He's most likely someone who thinks logically but then you came along. And his feelings for you is something that couldn't be explained with logic and he gets so frustrated and confused. I couldn't help myself but to write a little something <3

Can't work on fics rn I have exams to study for. So to make up for that, I hope these little drabbles inspired by y'all's brain rot will do for now :')

You went to where the letter told you to meet up and it led you to a cliff. You pushed some giant leaves out of your sight and the view in front of you had you in awe.

You could see the Akademiya standing tall and proud in the distance. City lights were lit up, illuminating the streets of Sumeru city. And the sky... there were countless of stars up there, staring back down at you.

As you walked closer to the cliff, that's when you saw your best friend—Zandik, pacing back and forth.

What's this? You thought.

This was an unusal behavior from him. You thought he'd be back in his dorms; pulling an all nighter to study. And not here at the cliff.

You picked up your pace and called out to him, "Zandik!"

He perked up at the sound of your voice and he smiled a bit at you, "Ah, good, I was worried you didn't see my letter."

"Well, it was placed right on my desk with big red letters written on the envelope. It would be near impossible to miss it," you said as you held the envelope up. The words "To (Y/n) from Zandik (must read!)" were scrawled onto it, judging by the messy hand writting. If it were for the countless time of you copying his notes, you would've never learnt how to make out what he's written down.

"Soo, what is this "problem" that you needed help solving?"

It was surprising to you that he needed help with something. With how intelligent he was, you thought he would never ask for help at all.

"Oh, right." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper along with a pen, handing it to you.

"Take a look at this. I, uh, couldn't seem to figure out how to solve this..."

You took the paper and the pen and looked at it.

"Solve i,

"9x- 7i < 3 (3x -7u)"

...Huh?

Of all the things you could've think of, you didn't expect it'd be this.

You looked at him with a raised brow. This was just some simple algebra. Something that he definitely didn't need help with. But oh well, you wouldn't turn down the oppertunity to help him.

"Okay, let's see..."

You went to the nearest tree trunk that you could find and used it as a support to write on the paper, began to solve the equation. After a while, you were done and smiled in triumph as you looked at the answer.

"This is way to easy! No need to thank me—" As you were about to give him back the paper, you blinked and looked at the answer again.

"i <3 u"

I... heart you?

You looked at Zandik and he was looking at anything but your eyes. His hands were fidgeting with his clothing. Realizing what was happening, you smirked and leaned closer to him.

"Hmm... why do you look so nervous, Zandik?" You asked in a soft voice, with a hint of playfulness in your words.

"I-I'm not nervous! Ha, you're c-clearly delusional if you think I, uh, look nervous," he spoke.

You leaned back and placed a hand under your chin, "Really? Then why are you shaking?”

“It’s cold out.”

“Uh huh.” You were trying your best to hold your laugh in. He looked so adorable right now… The way his cheeks went from pale to a rosey red. It didn’t help they looked so squishy either. This might be a risky move, but you decided to go for it and test the waters.

Your face got closer to his, as you did that he let out a gasp. His cheeks got even redder if that was even possible, at the close proximity shared between the two of you. Your noses were inches apart and your gaze was solely focusing on him. Once you saw he didn’t pull back and stayed still, you began to lean in even more. He subconsciously copied your movements as well. Just as your lips were about to touch, you pulled away and smirked at how red he looked.

“I believe… you have something you wanted to say to me first?”

His face scrunched up in embarrassment. He looked away and mumbled, “I… you…”

Even if you couldn’t hear him, you still knew what he said. But being the tease that you were, you wanted him to say it again in a clearer voice.

“Hm? I didn’t hear you… Would you look at me and say it again?” You asked, with a coy smile on your face.

He grumbled and took a deep breath, finally meeting his gaze with yours.

“I… I love you.”

You smiled and placed both of your hands on his cheek. They were a lot more softer than you have imagined them to be.

“See? It wasn’t that hard, was it?”

Feeling satisfied, you closed the gap between the two of you. Giving him his long-awaited kiss.

“I love you too, you silly goose.”

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #dottore #genshin impact #genshin x yn #dottore x reader #dottore x y/n #dottore x you #genshin dottore #il dottore #fatui harbingers x reader #fatui harbinger x reader #fatui harbingers #fatui #fatui dottore

[blackswan446]

Can i request for yan! fae jk who lured the mc towards the fae realm and decided to have kids with her but yeah no smut but just the mc (reader) trying to escape from time to time until she birthed twins

sealed fate.

→ pairing: yan!fae!jjk x reader

→ wc: 2895

→ cws: mc gets knocked out, kidnapping, implied non-con/forced pregnancy

→ notes: ahh another ask! i hope you like it and thank u for requesting :)

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the rain poured down, hitting your hooded head almost painfully. the trees did little to protect you, barely stopping the rain from soaking through the thin fabric of your jacket. it was cold and dark, and no doubt dangerous, but even this was better than staying inside your house for a second longer. anything was better.

the cool raindrops soothed your hot and tear-stained face, and the wind provided some relief from the sweat that had managed to build up on your neck and forehead. though it was odd, you felt a strange sense of comfort when you entered the woods, even during a storm such as this one. this storm was no match for the hurricane that tore through your home, leaving shattered plates and a broken family in its path.

ever since you were a little girl, you felt an odd connection with the woods. you found solace in the trees, with their twisted roots and vibrant leaves, you felt most at home when you were amongst the serenity of the forest. whenever reality became too much for you to handle, you would go and just sit in the woods, and inhale the sweet, woody air of it. you envisioned yourself living here, in a cute little hut, where you drank plant teas and grew flowers and ate delicious soups by a roaring fire.

if you were being honest, the only reason you hadn't ran away to live out your dreams was because of your little sister. she was a tiny thing, only three years old, and you knew that if you left your house, then she would have the weight of your parents constantly fighting on her little shoulders. she would have to face the constant screaming, the blaming, the pain, all by herself. she didn't deserve that, and at her young age, it was likely that she wouldn't live long enough to be able to adapt. she couldn't protect herself from the harm that came to you, and one day, it was bound to be the end of her if you weren't there to protect her.

sure, you could take her with you, but it wasn't that easy. securing a job, a place to live, and staying in school would be impossible with a child to take care of. besides, the world was a dangerous and unforgiving place, and a young girl and her even younger sister would get eaten up by debt and injustice before they could even get their foot in the door. so you were stuck, and as soon as your father stormed out of the house, you knew he wasn't bound to return for days, so you took off for your safe space, just for the evening.

through your vision, obstructed and blurry from tears and rainwater, something caught your eye. it was a flower, a tall, purple flower. it was unlike anything you had ever seen before, and you would probably would have never seen it if the moonlight didn't hit the petals so perfectly. spikey, purple leaves sat in a bunch on the ground. these leaves surrounded the long stem, which had more pointy flowers blooming from it. aside from its unique appearance, there was something different about this flower. perhaps it was because of the alluring colors and remarkable shape, but something about it had you spellbound.

your body acted before your mind, and you felt your legs moving across the muddy ground towards the bewitching blossom, before you could think it through. of course it was beautiful, but there was another side of this. beauty was only skin deep. the flower could be poisonous, even just to the touch. another animal could have its watching eye on it, captivated by its moonlit glow, and might not take kindly to someone approaching it. but nothing was stopping you, nothing was going to stand in the way of it.

as you drew closer to it, you could see the raindrops roll off the velvety petals of the flowers, almost taking the violaceous fluorescence with it into the dirt. kneeling down to get a better look at the enigmatic flora that illuminated the black forest. just as you reached out to take the stem between your fingers, you heard the sound of mushy footsteps behind you. before you could do anything, a powerful force met the back of your head, and the violet radiance in front of you blurred before disappearing completely.

stirring from your state of unconsciousness, you immediately noticed how warm you were. the last thing you remember is being out in the frigid, pouring rain, and stumbling upon an mysterious yet enchanting flower, before everything went dark. as the remnants of oblivion started to wear off, the reality of your situation set in. panic struck in your chest as you sat up hurriedly, kicking off the knit green blanket that laid over your lap.

looking around, the place you were in enticed you almost as much as the flower from earlier had. it looked to be someone's home, and oddly enough, it resembled the same home that you had fantasized about spending your days in, and you couldn't help but feel weirdly comfortable in the unfamiliar place. it was tiny, but you didn't feel physically trapped inside. you were laid down on a small couch, adorned with wooden trim and a floral fabric, with two matching chairs on either side. on the other side of the room, opposite you, was a stone fireplace, which had a fire aflame inside, eating away at logs of wood. various little knick-knacks and clutter collected on the walls, the shelves, and the tiny coffee table, like books, and pictures, and even more plants.

looking at the light that flowed through the thin, white curtains, you could tell it was early morning, when the dew drops gathered on the blades of grass and the birds began to sing their songs. as you went to stand up from the couch, you heard some various shuffling and clinking noises come from another room, and you sank back down into the soft cushions. almost as if you were hiding from whoever or whatever had brought you here. you felt your heartbeat pick up as the sound of footsteps on creaky wood drew closer to you.

"is that you, my flower?"

whipping your head around, you scanned the once-empty room to find the source of the sweet voice. you found it, or rather, you found him. he was tall, much taller than you, and strong, too. his hair was sleek and black, and suited him well. the clothes he wore looked, well..worn. but not in a bad, falling apart way. in fact, they looked like they were high quality and comfortable. a brown leather vest, a soft, white shirt, and loose pants that matched the brown of the leather, hung from his rugged form nicely. he was handsome, his facial features were well proportioned and elegant. he smiled softly at you, and walked over, setting down the two mugs in his hand before sitting next to you.

"here," he said, reaching out an open hand and revealing a strange, vibrantly pink berry, "for your head. i know it hurts." you looked at him, confused, but took the berry from him anyways, fiddling around with it in your hand. "who are you?" you asked, the question coming out quiet and curious. he laughed shortly, shaking his head.

"you're asking me that in my own house?! you're a funny one, angel, i knew i'd like you." he chuckled. you furrowed your eyebrows at him, the questions in your mind growing stronger and louder as you got further away from an answer. "no, i'm serious! who are you, why am i here, what's going on here?!" you demanded, heart pumping frantically as he looked at you, amused.

"first off, my name is jungkook. i would ask your name, but i already know it, and you'll be changing it soon anyways, so i won't bother. besides, i think i'll stick to calling you angel, if that's alright. second-"

"wait, wait." you interjected. "why would i have to change my name? why am i here?!" you repeated, scoffing at the ridiculous words leaving his mouth. "i was getting to that, but then you interrupted me. and if that attitude keeps up, then you are in. for. it. got that, my angel?" he asked, facial expression not matching the sweetness in his voice. you nodded slowly, biting back from asking again what was going on here.

"good girl. now. the reason you're here," he paused, shifting himself to face you, your legs criss-crossed and back against the couch arm, "is because we're getting married, and we're going to start a family. it's that simple. and the reason you-"

"-what?! why the hell would we do that?! i mean-"

without saying a word, jungkook placed his hand on your knee, tightening his grip until you stopped talking. "you didn't already forget what i said, did you, flower?" he asked innocently, looking you in your eyes and smiling again, as if he was asking a simple question. "and the reason you would have to change your name is because it's a human name. human names are much too different than the names we use here. don't worry about it, though, i have plenty of name books if you need help." he finished, taking his hand away from your knee as you sat there, dumbfounded. first, you were trapped in this shed of a house. then you found out this stranger was all of a sudden, just going to marry you and have kids with you. and now, that stranger was suggesting that he wasn't even a human?!

you took a deep breath and blinked slowly. "what do you mean 'a human name'? are you..not..a human?" you asked slowly, nervous to trigger another one of his scoldings. he shook his head. "that's what they all say when they find out. i got lucky, though, it's not all of us that look this good." he answered cockily. "so, what are you then?" you inquired, speaking slowly once again. he sighed thoughtfully, looking around the room as if he would find the answer written on the lines in the green wallpaper.

"to put it shortly, i'm a fae. humans call us fairies, or pixies, and they compare us to tinkerbell. but i have a book that would explain it much better than i ever could. besides, there are more important things we need to do right now." he hinted, raising his eyebrows cheekily. a sick feeling arose in your stomach as you shook your head frantically.

"please, no. i'm too young to have children. i can't stay here. i need to go home, i need to be there." you beseeched, voice going low and desperate. jungkook shook his head. "you don't, though, is the thing. listen to me, [name]. i didn't just grab you randomly from the forest last night. i've been seeing you for years now, i've studied you, i know everything about you. i know why you come here, i know why you're so eager to get out, and i know that you don't really want to leave. don't lie to me, angel. if it weren't for that little, helpless sister of yours back home, you wouldn't be trying so hard to change what was obviously meant to be." he snarked, his voice firm and confident.

"if you know me so well, then you should understand why i can't stay here. she's just a child, for god's sake. she'll get killed if she stays in that house with them." you argued. he shrugged his shoulders unsympathetically, eyes cold and uncaring as you pleaded with him. an idea sparked in your head, a far-fetched one, but it could be the ticket to your escape and your sister's safety.

"what if she lives here with us? she's only three. we can raise her, and that way, she's safe, we're together, and i don't have to have children. that'll work, right? please." you suggested, practically begging as you clasped your hands together in front of you. he gave another thoughtful look, lighting a small fire of hope inside of you, only for it to be set out by the arsonist who started it. "it's a good idea, it really is, angel. you're smart, i like that. but it's a bit late for that. your parents have already been taken care of, and your sister was sent off to safety. nice try, though." he explained, speaking as if he were talking about the weather, so casually and normally.

tears dripped from your eyes, down your cheeks as your breath stuck in your throat. "what are you talking about? where is she?" you asked, barely able to get the words out as you choked on the grim thoughts that dripped their poison all over your mind. "don't worry, flower. like i said, she's safe. she's alive. i promise, she is not going to be stuck with your parents, all by herself. i love you too much to hurt you in that way. your parents, on the other hand..." he trailed off slowly. you knew immediately what had happened, and he knew you figured it out, so instead of continuing the story, he caressed your cheek with his thumb, wiping away the tears that dampened them.

"see how everything's falling into place? don't you see that, flower? this is your destiny. this is where you were always going to end up." he asked, looking lovingly into your eyes as he stroked your cheek. "why can't you just accept your fate?"

the various noises of spring filled your ears as you inhaled the clean, fresh air next to the open window. little birds chirping to one another, the rushing water of a nearby stream, and the occasional footsteps of an animal crunching the leaves and grass. the sky was a stunning blue, with perfect white clouds dotting it in all the right places.

you glanced over to the small cot, bedecked with frilly pink lace and a long, white piece of fabric wrapping around the bassinet and cascading down to the floors. the two infants inside were sound asleep, swaddled in pink knit blankets with various little toys sitting around them.

your heart swelled when you looked at them; similar to how it swelled when you looked at the land across the tiny stream, but for all the opposite reasons. when you looked at your children, your heart was warmed and overwhelmed with affection, with pure adoration. but when you looked across the stream, you felt trapped, and disappointed, almost as if the current washed over you and brought a storm of sadness and heartache with it.

of course you had tried to escape, twice, to be exact. the first time, you just made a run for it in the middle of the night. you didn't bother to plan ahead, or be cautious, so it wasn't really a shocker when you tripped on a rock and twisted your ankle. your cries woke jungkook, who came storming out of the house and picked you up by the torso, swinging you over his shoulder as you cried and pleaded with him. luckily for you, all you got was a slap on the wrist and a heavy warning.

the second time didn't turn out as well for you. and like salt in the wound, what made the fallout even worse for you is that you had a plan. you were careful, thorough, and even set up a distraction for jungkook, so you could slip away in the midst of chaos. if only the fire had burned a little brighter. a little hotter. even if it were just a little more powerful, you could be back with your sister where you belonged. but no, the measly flames were too weak to do any real damage to anything. so one pot of water and a missing person in the house led to jungkook catching up with you, just as you were about to cross the stream to freedom.

that time, he didn't play so nice. he threw you down roughly, spat venomous words at you, and did what he thought was necessary to put you in your place and cement you there, with him, forever. despite your prayers, and pleas, and everything in between, your fate was sealed as soon as he kissed you goodnight when he was done.

one baby would've been different. maybe with one baby, you still had a fighting chance to get out. not only was your fate sealed by the touch of his lips to yours, but you knew it, too. and everything fell into place as soon as you laid your eyes on the two babies in front of you. twins. jungkook was overjoyed, of course. and in a way, you were too. they were your children, after all, and all parents loved their children.

well, almost all parents.

sometimes you wondered about your fate. was this really it? even if you had no reason to go running into the woods, even if you had peace at home, is this still where you would end up?

was your one safe space playing against you this whole time?

#bts #bts fanfiction #bts x reader #yandere bts #yandere bts x reader #yandere jungkook x reader #yandere jungkook #jungkook x reader #bts fanfic #yandere #yandere jeongguk #jeongguk x reader #jeon jungkook x reader #asks

[twbutterfly-milk]

Tw: Taking care of your hair w/ an ED. This mentions nutrient deficiencies and eating disorders so if you think this will trigger you, please scroll to something else (or get off your phone/go to sleep, if you needed that reminder)

Look, a cute whale shark :)

Note: I still need to edit this with examples of foods that include these nutrients but if you're okay with just researching those foods yourself go ahead. I keep seeing people struggling with their hair cuz of it and i feel like i can't wait too much longer to post this so yeah i'll just edit it with examples since the nutrients you need are already here. Also, a disclaimer, i'm not a professional, just a nerd.

It's no secret that often people with ED's will begin to lose hair strength/experience hair loss as a result of several nutrient deficiencies. It is not ,however, scientifically supported that vitamin supplementation can, on it's own, reverse these effects(and,with the very important exception of vitamin C and iron, i can't find anything stating that vitamin supplementation actually does anything at all). Here's some hair tips that will hopefully help(i tried to find some that will work for kinky/curly hair too; these seem to be mostly general rules for all kinds of hair in general rather than any specific kind)

General hair care:

🩷 Oily hair can benefit from more frequent washing.

🩷 Washing every other day should be the most frequent your are washing your hair, washing every day is gonna make it weak and fall out, you can leave for longer depending on your hair too

🩷 Concentrate shampoo on the scalp.

🩷 Use conditioner after every shampoo. Leave it in for around at least 5 minutes before rinsing it out (it can depend on the conditioner, some say 10 minutes so you can just check the back of the bottle ig).

🩷 Use a swim cap when in the pool to protect your hair from chlorine.

🩷 Choose a shampoo and conditioner formulated specifically for your hair type.

🩷 Protect hair when swimming.

🩷 Reduce Stress. Your emotional and physical well-being may impact your hair.

🩷 Limit Bleaching or Coloring Your Hair.

🩷 Avoid Excessive Heat Styling.

🩷 Be gentle with your hair

Nutrients (scroll down to find examples of foods where you can find them):

🩵 Protein, especially lean proteins(aka, white meats and any plant based proteins, although greek yoghurt is also highly reccomended as it contains vitamin B5 or pantothenic acid, which may help combat hair thinning and loss)

🩵 Iron and Vitamin C (supplementation is reccomended, most other nutrient supplements don't seen to be proven as efficient enough for me to reccomend to take them, supplementing iron and vitamin C doesn't mean you shouldn't have it in your diet alongside supplementation aswell)

🩵 Biotin

🩵 Zinc

🩵 Vitamin A

🩵 L-cysteine

🩵 Keratin (a protein and one of the main structural constituents of hair)

Foods that are rich in these nutrients: (in need of completion)

Thank you for loving yourself enough to take time out of your day to read this. Remember it's okay to prioritize yourself and your health. You are important (even if you don't think so).

@bambi-black4ever bcuz u said u needed it

[wonipeun]

first, I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH. second can i request u to make “when enhypen cant stop kissing you”? THANK YOU AND I LOVE UR WORKS THEY JUST MAKE MY HEART FLUTTER ALL THE TIME <333 🤭🤍

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༉‧₊˚ enhypen's hyung line reaction when they feel clingy !

pairing: bf!enhypen x gn!reader | genre: fluffiest fluff ever warnings: could melt your heart (quite cringy??? idk)

a/n: ILYT THANK YOU SM FOR SENDING THIS CUTE REQUEST <333 i've changed the topic a liiiittle to make the reactions a bit more varied and not repetitive, hope you don't mind!!! (there's a lot of fluff on sunghoon's part as a way of thanking you for making this precious request mwah).

ps: what??? 120+ followers and 800+ notes on my 2 first posts- seriously, i have no words to thank you for the support i've received, thank you all so much!!!!! 😭

ps2: these have ended up being so long- i will divide the reaction in two parts, i'm sawrry 😭 😭😭

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이희승 · lee heeseung ‧₊˚

heeseung had a day off after quite some time, and as much as he would have liked to spend it with you (just like always), this time you couldn't be home until the evening.

"it's okay, i can spend the day alone."

that's what heeseung thought, and he actually did… he played video games, slept a lot (hugging that body pillow of his imagining that it was you) and even tried to make some new dish to eat. after a long time, he finally had the time to do whatever he wanted to do, but…. why did time pass so slowly when you weren't around?

maybe he hadn't realized it before, but the moments when he wasn't surrounded by his noisy members his mind was instantly filled with you: "i wish y/n was here", "y/n loves the song from this ad", or even "y/n would have put a band-aid on for me" when he got a small wound on his finger while cooking… (っ◞‸◟c)

yeah… you could say that he missed you, just a little (a lot). heeseung wasn't really used to being the one to wait for you to come home, and to be honest, his patience was reaching its limit. probably that's why the moment he heard the sound of the keys in the lock after so long waiting, his face immediately lit up. it took him barely a second to get up from the couch and run to the front door, his feet shuffling nervously for you to open the door so he could see your pretty face that he had thought about so many times during the day.

"i'm hom-!"

you couldn't even finish passing through the door when you were wrapped in your boyfriend's arms, his head hidden in the crook of your neck.

"i've missed you. a lot."

you chuckled, somewhat surprised by his clingy attitude. you brought your hand to his hair, stroking it gently.

"you did?"

heeseung nodded with his head still on your neck, letting out a small "mhm". he broke away a few seconds later with his arms still wrapped around your back, his bambi eyes looking at you with a small pout on his lips.

"what did it take you so long? i thought i was going to die if i spent another minute here alone."

you couldn't help but laugh at his childish attitude, making him smile. heeseung was quick to place his lips on yours, leaving a short kiss on them ...and another one. and one more. probably kissed you like 10 times in a row. all this at the entrance (door still opened btw).

that's what you get for having a boyfriend that loves you so much!!!

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박종성 · park jongseong ೀ

jay needs attention 24/7. he is completely in love with you, and just as he proves it to you every day with his actions and affection, he also expects to receive your love all the time!

although for some reason, i think he might be a bit reluctant to be affectionate in front of his members… (it's not like he cares too much what they think about him, however he prefers not to put you in any situation that could end up with the other members making fun of you… especially that one maknae).

that's why jay will be much more clingy when it's just the two of you, whether it's on a date or just spending time together at home.

this time you were at the members' house, having one of those many movie nights that always ended up running late into the night, and this time was no exception.

the third movie of the evening was playing in the background as you all talked about your anecdotes, laughing together. and as much as you tried to concentrate on jake as he explained his story, you couldn't help but notice your boyfriend's gaze completely on you.

you look back at him, confused for his intense stare. and the moment he shifts his head slightly to the right and mutters a "do you want to go upstairs?" you can't help but smile. you shake your head, knowing how obvious it would be to go just the two of you upstairs together (as if everyone present doesn't know you're together), but when a pout forms on his lips and he looks at you with his "pretty please" eyes you give in right away.

you were both weak to each other, after all.

jay smiles triumphantly at your acceptance, walking towards you from the other side of the room and taking your hand. he starts walking to the stairs without saying anything and questions from the members are soon present in the room.

"i'm tired, we're going to sleep"

everyone complains, jungwon speaking seconds later.

"what do you mean 'we'? if you're the one who's tired let y/n stay!"

jay doesn't stop his steps, still grabbing your wrist and dragging you with him.

"you say that as if y/n would rather spend time with you than me"

the complaints of the members is the last thing you hear before you and jay enter his room, closing the door behind him. and like a magnet, his body sticks to you instantly, embracing you.

"that was a bit mean before"

you say, jay pulls away just enough to keep you as close to him as possible, smiling without any kind of regret.

"honestly, i don't care. besides, i didn't lie. you prefer to spend time with your boyfriend rather than with them, don't you?"

you barely have time to answer when his hands move to your cheeks, kissing you immediately. he had spent the last hour looking for you with his eyes to ask you to leave, so now that he had finally gotten what he wanted, he just wanted to enjoy you.

the moment he separates, his lips kiss you again, leaving several pecks. his eyes look at you with love permeating his pupils, your heart racing.

"you don't have to answer, i know you do."

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심재윤 · sim jaeyun ˖ ࣪ ⭑

jake's most clingy times would probably be in the mornings, especially in winter. jake loves to be glued to you, no matter when, and that feeling is only multiplied when it comes to starting the day with you cuddling him.

however, there were some mornings when you had to get up early and leave before he did… yeah, those mornings were never precisely easy (especially because you always ended up being late).

and this morning was one of those. your alarm rings and you hurry to turn it off without moving too much, trying not to wake up your boyfriend sleeping next to you. somehow he had detached himself from you during the night, so maybe you even manage to get to your appointment on time!

...right?

yeah, not today.

jake turns to you almost immediately the moment you start to move to get out of bed, wrapping his arms around your waist. he lets out a whine in his sleepy voice, resting his head on your back.

"y/nnn, don't go~~~"

you try to detach his arms from you to no avail, because even though your boyfriend was half asleep he was conscious enough to tighten his arms around you and not let you go anywhere.

"i have to go, i can't be late this time"

he shakes his head.

"what could be so important for you to leave me like this?"

you let out a weary chuckle. how could he be so dramatic?

"i will be back in a few hours, just keep sleeping"

you were still struggling against his arms around your waist that would not separate in any way.

"can i at least get a good morning kiss?"

you sigh as you hear his question, the strength in his arms loosening as you begin to turn toward him. you immediately meet his tired eyes and relaxed expression, yet he has the biggest smile on his lips.

you leave a quick kiss on his lips, and the moment you pull away he kisses you again, sticking closer to you (if that's even possible).

"how can you be so beautiful even when you just wake up?"

look at him, racing your heart as if nothing. jake kisses you again, resting his face on your neck as he spoke in his sleepy, raspy voice.

"i really don't want you to go, please stay with me~"

... it's not like the appointment was that important after all.

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박성훈 · park sunghoon ⊹ ࣪

you and sunghoon had finally made time to go out on a date together, so you decided to go ice skating (this had nothing to do with you wanting to see your boyfriend skating, of course not).

sunghoon obviously thought it was a perfect date, especially since he knew that ice skating was not something you were very good at so he would have an excuse to hold your hands!!! ♡(｡- ω -)

so from the moment you finished putting on your skates, he made sure to take you by the hand and walk you to the ice rink (he was also laughing at you for your clumsy steps but we won't mention that).

he made sure to help you from the very first moment, never ceasing to smile in that smitten way at you because of how adorable you were.

sunghoon is not a big fan of pda. also, he's not too affectionate unless you are the one who initiates the physical contact... all because of his shyness.

but there were times when:

your attention > his shyness

that's why your boyfriend had the wonderful idea of going faster, making you stagger. he obviously laughed immediately, making you to look at him with an angry stare (although the smile on your lips gave away how much you liked seeing him happy like that, even if it meant having to endure his teasing).

"you really want to see me fall, don't you?"

sunghoon laughed once again.

"maybe"

your eyes connected for several seconds, and without realizing it, you became lost in each other's gaze. seeing him smile so much couldn't have made you happier, feeling your heart warm in your chest.

and sunghoon just… he was in love. doing something he loved so much with the person he loves the most was the best he could ask for. he could hardly stand how adorable you were when you tripped, held on to his hands tightly or smiled at him every time you almost fell down. even now, seeing you looking at him with that pretty smile on your lips…

oh my god, he wanted to kiss you so bad.

and for the first time, he didn't hold back. his hands released yours to wrap them around your lower back, pulling you close to him and bringing your lips together in a sweet kiss. he really couldn't care less what the people around him thought at that moment.

it was a quick kiss, but certainly unexpected enough to leave you totally startled. sunghoon smiled the moment he broke away, and you knew perfectly well that the red in his cheeks was not due to the cold of the ice rink.

because yeah, sunghoon was shy.

but he was also deeply in love with you.

and at the end of the day, that was all that mattered.

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Habit bites you say? 👀👀

Could I get

some headcanons going more into detail about that?

I don’t think it’s any hot tea to say that the community thinks Habit would be big into biting, leaving scratches, knifeplay, etc he be that kinda demon <3 and the kinda sub masochist that might be down to try that? I be that kinda person

Also you’re a really good writer! c:

Yes, yes you can :} (also thank u!!! got me kickin my feet in the air n shit heehee)

Suggestive / nsfw under the cut! Minors dni

HABIT biting / knifeplay headcanons (tw for mentions of slight gore)

He'll bite you for a whole slew of reasons, not just horny shit. Piss him off and he's getting in your face? Gnashing teeth. He wants to piss *you* off? Biting you while you're in the middle of something. Just minding your own damn business? You're never safe bitch.

It only gets worse if he's turned on tbh, but I DO have a bit of a hot take. Of course he loves digging his teeth in, leaving frighteningly severe marks all over you, and the rush he gets in licking up the pooling blood- But its not a one way street.

I think, under the (rather unlikely) circumstances that he's genuinely into you? He'd want you to reciprocate in the whole "literally ripping each other apart in every way imaginable" thing.

You're clearly weaker than him, and couldn't make a dent in him if you tried? He'd get off on just watching you try. Its cute, to him. Bonus points if you REALLY get into it. He appreciates the effort and gusto.

You actually stand a chance in getting him to hurt? Go fucking nuts, he'll let you. Yank his hair, step on his throat, choke him out, rip chunks out of him with your teeth, its all on the table. Being practically invincible, and having everyone else cower in fear around you gets really boring when you've lived that way for your entire existence. If you can physically manage to overpower him? He'll let you. (good fucking luck though asdfhksdfg)

On the same note, knives. Hoo boy.

I don't think he'd have the patience to like, trace up your body with the tip of his knife, or carve words into your skin or anything, but he would definitely get creative with it nontheless. Y'know how some people will do the whole "count while I spank you" thing? That, but with knife wounds. Sitting on his lap and everything.

And of course, he'd love holding that shit up to your neck as he pounds into you- genuinely coming close to cutting into the skin, pressing dangerously harder with every breath you take in. Who needs choking when he can have you desperately holding your breath all on your own?

On the flip side, he would definitely be into you teasing him with one of his own knives. Run it feather light up his abdomen, his chest, up to his throat, all he wants is for you to drive it down into him, and give him that weirdly euphoric release of agony. The anticipation is nice, but he'll never admit that out loud.

He wants that shit to hurt- like blinding pain. It sort of registers in his head like an orgasm would, since he doesn't exactly experience that level of pain very often.

HUGE bonus points if you actually have him vulnerable during it. (tied up, overpowered, ect.)

Tldr: this man is obsessed with pain. In any way, any method, any form, all of it. Doesn't even matter who's on what end.

#If anyone is wondering #Yes I did think WAY too hard about the way habit acted around the god killer knife #so audacious and intimate wtf #sadomasochist habit stans rise up #I may not be a masochist myself but I respect y'all for being so brave. 🫡 #emh #everymanhybrid #Habit emh #emh habit #Habit x reader #I kinda went to0 hard with this but an opportunity to preach my sadomasochist habit beliefs was too good to pass up. #Nsft #suggestive

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Okay, I am a little bit nervous, hope that this request won't make you uncomfortable!

Antonio, Luchino (Hunter, please) and Alva with a S/O who is engaged in equestrian sports? Like, they have their own horse, equipment and even whip!

Thank you if you'll accept, and I understand if you'll decline!

no worries nonnie!! here u go<3

antonio paganini, luchino diruse and alva lorenz with an s/o engaged in equestrian sports🎻🦎🌩

antonio paganini🎻

equestrian sports, huh?

he saw his fair share of noblemen riding their well groomed stallions and duchesses feeding their ponies sugar cubes, yet he didn't really pay much attention to it

upon mentioning it for the first time he's gonna be like 🤨 immediately associating it with the nobles and their pretentious version of the sport, only to realize it isn't as black-and-white as he made it out to be

i wouldn't really call tonio a person who's rlly good with animals tbh

like? it isn't that he hates animals, in fact it's quite the opposite, he just isn't made for taking care of them

will still bring some apples or carrots for your horse(s) okok‼️

although he mostly leaves you at peace while you do horseriding, considering it your way of relaxing and calming yourself, sometimes he'll come by the fence and watch you

will help you get on your horse if needed and assist you as much as he can with equipment and getting ready!

also thinks you look really hot attractive in your equestrian uniform ,, he's gonna discreetly whisper it into your ear as he helps you mount your horse and enjoy watching you turn red every time you two make eye contact as you ride... hehe.....

luchino diruse🦎

aight listen this man is a herpetologist. he spent minimum 4 years inspecting scaly little creatures. petite marble eyed beasts, if you will. everything but a four legged man sized mammal

not to mention horses are scared of him considering how HUGE he is (which makes him sad :c)

he has no knowledge on horses or anything horse-related but he's more than willing to drop his reptile studies for some time

he finds them cute tho c:

he's a man who's naturally brimming with curiosity, if he finds something interesting enough he's going to pull an all nighter just to research it

at this point his initially small research on equestrian sports & horses became a little hyperfix of his just bc of you <3

he would definetly sprinkle in some horse biology/anatomy facts as you two spend time near the stables

enjoys watching you ride around as he takes notes

100% would be interested in helping you feed your horse and groom it!!

alva lorenz🌩

alva is (suprisingly... or not?) a big fan of animals, and horses just happen to be one of his favourite ones

he finds them so majestic and graceful, yet most horses run away from him since his presence is quite intimidating (especially considering his body is quite literally a fully-charged electrical conductor) and throws them off guard

if you get lucky and your horse doesn't run away the second he gets near he'd gladly pet it if you let him!!!

he is NOT riding them though. no way in hell he's too tall + he'd just make the horses even more nervous

so he's just going to stay aside and enjoy watching you spend your time doing what you love :))

you'll find him visiting the stable(s) self-initiatively, bringing in snacks for them and such !!! he can't help it ok !!!

this man often has an unreal urge to baby you (not in an infantilizing way or something - he just does stuff for you which you could easily do yourself, it's kind of his love language) he's going to insist on buttoning up your blazer and helping you mount the horse, doing such mundane activities with/for you makes him feel better and more present in your life

here and there you'll find him silently inspecting your equipment, slowly twirling and folding the whip and touching the leather surface of the saddle

he never goes with you when you have training, but as you ride you'll often catch a glimpse of him watching you train from the shadows

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helloo are requests open? can i request boyfriend a-z with james from trainee a? thanks so much !!!

♡James A - Z♡

♡Special thanks too: anon, trainee a, James

♡Note: sorry this took so long I had a skin condition going on it's cleared up now and it no longer hurts to hold my phone

♡Taglist: @leoonoa - @mxlly143 - @wonootnoot

♡cw: kissing : affection : mentions of pda : mentions of jealousy :

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A - affection (how affectionate are they)

Extremely, he's always hanging off you, or pulling on your arm for attention.

B - boyfriend points (cute things they do)

Sometimes when he's bored, he'll randomly call out for you but say nothing, or he'll (if he's laying on the floor) crawl over to you and "accidentally" trip you then trap you into cuddling with him.

C - comfort (how comforting are they)

He's not very good with his words when it comes to comforting so he tends to stick with affection and gently rub you're arm or back while letting you get out what's got you upset.

D - dreams (there future with you)

He imagined like 9 kids a giant house with 8 dogs and 4 cats with a few fish.

E - everlasting (how long will y'all last)

As long as you want him, he'll stay with you till you get tired of him and move on.

F - friendship (how long were you two friends)

For a few months before he confessed, he only talked with you because he's seen you around and you became a small(read: huge) crush.

G - games (couple games they play with you)

He's all for games, I mean if he could he'd play games 24 hours with you, but his favorite is even tho it's childish is tag he loves chasing you around.

H - hugs (how often do they crave hugs)

365 24/7 none stop he loves hugs whenever he can attach to you he will.

I - I love yous (who was the first person to say I love you)

He was, spontaneously he just yelled it out one day, like actually yelled, the two of you were watching TV when suddenly you heard a gasp from next to you a very loud "I love you!" Following right after.

J - jealousy (how jealous are they?)

He can get self conscious, so instead of getting mad jealous he'll get sulky and make sad little comments asking why you even like him.

K - kisses (kinds of kisses they give)

Cheek kisses and lip kisses are his favorite when he can't reach either he'll put his eye close to you and blink leaving butterfly kisses.

L - lazy days (lazy days with them)

Lazy days are rare, he's super hyper so to get him chill it happens rarely, but when they do happen he likes to cuddle and play a random game on his phone while you're head rests on his chest.

M - mornings (mornings with them)

You wake up way before him, so you'd get all you're stuff done and get ready letting him sleep more before you gently shake him awake.

N - nicknames (nicknames for one another)

He calls you the weirdest nicknames he can think of you're not "babe, baby, honey" or anything sweet you're "stink"

O - opening up (how fast did they open up to you)

A few months after being friends before you started dating when he opened up to you that's when he confessed.

P - PDA (public display of affection)

The most he'll do is hand holding but only the pinkies.

Q - quality time (how they spend time with you)

Whenever he gets free time he's by you're side so you often play games or do what he likes.

R - romance (how romantic are they)

3/10 on the romantic scale he can be if it's an important event but he's nowhere near romantic on a normal day.

S - support (how supportive are they)

You're #1 Fan he hypes you up like no other.

T - thrill (how thrilled are they about you)

When he was in trainee a they often complained since he never shut up about you, he'd brag even if you just flipped you're hair over you're shoulder.

U - understanding (how understanding are they)

He's went through a lot as a trainee that really opened his eyes moving from one place to another and forcing himself to learn a whole new language changed his view on a lot of stuff.

V - value (how much they value you)

He values you like he values life, to him you're everything and need to cherished.

W - wild card (random head cannon)

He loves teaching you his native tongue whenever you get something right he'll give you a round of applause.

X - xylophone (your couple song)

Promise by jimin

Y - you (what they think of you)

He thinks you're an angel he thinks so highly of you.

Z - zzz (naps with them)

Naps with him consist of cuddling (him on you to keep you warm) his hand gently under you're head to act as a pillow and the other hand is interlocked with yours.

#answersᝰ.ᐟ #anons ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ #kpop trainee #trainees #trainee #trainee a fanfics #trainee a imagines #trainee a james #trainee a x reader #trainee a one shots #trainee a scenarios #ta x reader #ta x you #ta one shots #ta scenarios #ta imagines #james x reader #James one shots #james scenarios

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LAURENCE HAVE YOU TOLD YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT ALL OF YOUR LOVERS? LIKE PHINEAS AND LAWRENCE AND EXE AND TATYA AND TOTALLY NOT LEROY AND—

Laurence// …I did-

Leroy// Oh, so that’s Phineas- I know you like circus stuff, but never thought you would be INTO that- (I mean, I always think you’re kind of a clown, so no wonder-/ih)

Laurence// *shrugs* Phineas started this-- not that I mind.

Lovino// Oh- Lawrence??? Isn’t that your real name when you were-

Monday cutting off Lovino intentionally// Gambler? Never seen one in Dyanthus. But definitely heard that there’s a lot of them in a place called “Las Prime Vegas” in EagleWing and other kinds of sites with big casino establishments. Hah, Journo, are you into… lost guys???

Laurence// Is it wrong to say,,, that I like spoiling people? ^^♥️👉👈

Monday// Oh! Not at all! But if that gambler happens to be… not exactly seeking for you at the end, let us know! We always have your back. :)

Leroy// Oui! You’re also our brother in crime, so we care about you~~😙✨

Laurence// Thank you sis, bro! Even though I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s ever the case, I trust him… I love him. :)♥️

Lovino// This Exe… He seems strange. No nationality, no blood type- very few information!

Leroy// Lovino is right- This man is eerily unknown, it’s concerning. Oui,,,, (‘-‘:

Monday// Mmmm… Not scary. But he doesn’t seem to have emotions- You said he lives in voids, that’s even more…. Suspicious. Not a bad thing, just saying- 🧐

Laurence// Mm, yes. Exe finds it complicated to express himself. But he has his ways to show that he cares, i suppose. (^u^♥️

Leroy// *reads Laurence’s notes of “Exe always leaving whenever he doesn’t want to be in a scene, might get easily upset for things that aren’t his fault :’c” *

Leroy// I’ll give you some relationship advice after this-

Laurence// Ah, no need- I think I have to figure this by myself. I’ll come to you if I need help. :)

Leroy// *silent thumbs up as if “okay” * ^^;

Lovino// Tatya? Despite of what she does, she’s cute inside and out. Okay~~ *nods lightly with a pursed smile, as if finding that alright*

Monday// She pole dances? Eccentric people- so that’s what Journo likes??? 🧐 I mean, she looks cool-cool! 😊✨👍

Leroy//

Lovino// Bourjois, what’s wrong? You’ve been silent longer than normal!

Leroy// She needs an appointment.

Laurence// Eh??? :D

Leroy// I-I mean- appointment with me, Oui! I would be happy to give her a haircut and have some fashion talks *closed-eye smile, as if trying to offer kindly despite sweatdropping a bit*

Laurence// Oh oh! I think that sounds great for a meet-up! If she’s up for it, of course??? (ouo;

Leroy//

Leroy// Also, did you just cheated on me-

Lovino// OOO~

Monday// Oooooo~

Akihiko// Ooo…~

Monday// Mein gott, even Nikon is passively shocked!

Lovino// Journo being a bromance cheater, no clickbait???

Laurence// Bourjois! I can explain! We’re just in a bromance detective buddies cough cough <//3

Leroy// *sobs jokingly* don’t say no more! I’m not pretty enough for you! <//3

Laurence// Bro, noooo- 🥺😫😔 *trying to reach for Leroy, only to get uno skipped*/ih/j

…

Monday// …Ah- Is… Is that Bianca?

Laurence// *stops playing*

Leroy// *notices that*

Laurence// Ah… *looks at the archived profile, doesn’t seem sad, but his smile looks more softer now* Yes, that’s her.

Monday// …I’m so sorry, bro. We were so excited to meet her too, to be honest-

Leroy// Oui, she even looks more decent th-

Monday// *kicks Leroy’s kneecaps, cueing the guys to still look at Laurence with sympathy*

Leroy// Ouch, right-

{*Overall,,,, they weren’t surprised that Laurence would make a harem/ih*}

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So it goes: Part 25 - MI x fem!OC

Masterlist

Summary: Maggie loved her sister. She loved Jas with every single part of her body and soul, but sometimes Maggie wished Jas would just keep her mouth closed, especially when she wanted to speak about Michael.

Pairing: Michael Italiano x fem!OC

Warnings: some angst, some swearing, some Irish slang, some little little fluff, and both girls being stubborn pains in the ass 🫶🏻

Word count: 5.3k

A/N: What. Was. That. Quali? George taking the pole from C*rlos? Lando P4? Danny FINALLY in Q3? What a day to be alive, kids. Also 100 notes in Jas and Dan oneshot in one day? You’re insane but thank u! Vacations makes me get productive so there you so. Like always thanks for the likes and all the love and I swear we’re close to things getting fixes in here 👀 See ya bye 🫶🏻

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Part 25 - Normal peoples.

Maggie's relationship with Monaco was weird. She always felt like an outcast while being there. No matter if she wore fancy clothes, if she spoke perfect French, or if she went around with the cool kids, she always felt like somehow, she didn't belong. Even if she spent the last four years having dinner in fancy restaurants around the world and staying in some of the coolest hotels that existed, she was too used to being just little Maggie from Dublin who lived part time in London.

But even if she had a weird relationship with Monaco, she did like the place. It was the place where Jas and Daniel met; it was one of the places they could call home and where they could stay in a familiar bed; plus, she had too many memories there with Michael, so she liked it. Besides, the place was beautiful. Between the blue ocean and the mountains, it was nothing but a cute tiny paradise.

But nothing ever compared to the beauty that she was witnessing from the balcony of Daniel and Jas' apartment. Once the race, the partying and the weekend were over, their friends and family left Monaco, leaving just the six of them with their regular family schedules, spending some days there before they had to go to Baku. That's why Blake was sitting behind Olivia, holding her so she would practice sitting down all while Daniel sat right in front of them, holding her favorite stuffed kangaroo and speaking to her so she wouldn't get bored of being there. And if it wasn't enough, Michael was looking at them from the kitchen door, going back and forward from making dinner to looking at how Olivia was giggling. Meanwhile, Maggie and Jas were on the balcony, glasses of wine in their hands as they were just ignoring the Monaco lights and the view simply because the sight of their family was way better.  

That was another of the reasons, even if Maggie had a weird relationship with Monaco, she liked being there. There was some kind of familiarity being there, knowing they could have a regular life even if for just some days. Jas always joked, saying in Monaco they were normal people, which was weird but kind, true. When they were there, her sister and future brother-in-law were just Daniel and Jas; they were Olivia's parents and nothing else. Besides, those were one of the really counted days where they could have a normal routine, which for Maggie felt like a blessing.  

She was dealing with too much stuff altogether, but the worst was trying to get used to being on the road and living out of a suitcase all the time. She was still dealing with missing London, Dublin and Perth all together, but more importantly, she was still trying to deal with the 'talk to Michael' issue.  

It was supposed to happen that Sunday night in the bar, but after their bathroom meeting, they didn't talk. They got out of the bathroom pretending nothing had happened; they said Maggie was feeling sick after too much tequila; they stayed all night hanging from each other like a normal couple and, they went back home to make a mess of the sheets and then get some sleep. She had no idea if someone believed in their excuses, but she couldn't care less about it as Michael held her close to his body, arm resting around her waist and hand on her hip, stroking the purple dress. He was making sure everyone in the room knew she was all his and Maggie had no a single problem with it. But after that, Maggie had no idea how to bring up the conversation. They were too into their own little bubble of hugs, kisses and touches to break the atmosphere with that. Instead, Maggie promised herself to talk to him as soon as they had some time alone, but that didn't happen in the last two days.

At that point, she wasn't even sure it was going to happen at all. Maybe she shouldn't try to push it. Maybe it wasn't the right timing. Maybe they should keep going that way. Maybe everything was going to fall into place on its own time. Maybe she should just wait until Michael brought up the conversation.

Maybe and maybe and maybe.

She was starting to hate that word.

Whatever was going to happen, Maggie decided to drop it for that week. She wasn't going to try to talk to Michael that week. She was going to spend her days enjoying family time and that was it. She was going to enjoy her days playing with her niece, going to the beach and maybe even letting Michael drag her to go for a run or some hiking in the mountains. She had no idea why, but that week she was extra clingy. She didn't want to be a pain in the ass, but she had an extra need to be by Michael's side. She felt like Olivia in the days when the only person that she wanted and who could calm her was Daniel, which in Maggie's case was nothing but pathetic. But that need to be by his side was the reason she smiled all happy when she saw Michael walking up to them. Not that she didn't smile every single time that he walked up to her, but that day Maggie was in a really good mood. That night everything felt different for some reason. Maybe it was the music playing in the back mixed with the adorable sound of Olivia's giggles, the summer breeze, the red wine, and the smell of homemade food. but she was feeling better than she had in a long, long time.

But Maggie didn't need much reason to smile that night, just like she didn't need reasons to snuggle by Michael's side as soon as he stood right besides her. She didn't need reason to hug him with her free arm as Michael held her as close as possible and kissed her head, all while their eyes where fixed on Olivia.

But not all of their eyes were fixed on Olivia. Maggie didn't need to turn and check to know if her sister was looking at them. Twenty-seven years were enough for Maggie to know Jas was looking. She could practically feel the burning sensation of her sister's eyes on them, but this time Maggie decided to ignore it.

"How's possible that she loves that kangaroo so damn much?" Michael asked, making Maggie look up to see him smiling, a smile that she knew would be enough to light up a whole room.

"She's half Aussie, mate" Jas answered, shrugging as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You're Aussie but you're a dog person"

"I am, but we also have a cat. And what does that have to do with kangaroos?" he asked while stealing Maggie's glass from her hand to take a sip. But Maggie couldn't care less about any of it. Her brain disconnected from the conversation, thinking about the way he said 'We have a cat', which made her smile even more as she rested her head against his chest. In those weird crazy times there were counted things that kept her going, and that little 'We' could be counted as one of those.

"I mean, maybe Oli's a kangaroo person. Or maybe she just falls in love with Elizabeth and she becomes a cat person" Jas explained, which was the most ridiculous explanation Maggie heard in a long time.

"Can you not talk about my baby Liz? I fucking miss her" Maggie complained, closing her eyes as she hugged Michael with both arms, squeezing a bit his waist as she did it.

"We are going to Dublin at the end of the month so you'll see her" Jas laughed, just like she always did when her sister complained about missing her cat, simply because she found adorable how much Maggie loved that golden ball of fur.

"That's right, just some weeks and you'll hug the hell out of her" Michael nodded, kissing the top of her head again. "Also dinner is on the oven, so give it like 20 minutes and its done"

"Thanks for making dinner, old man" Jas stated, and she didn't have to look at her sister to know Jas was smiling at her own comment.

And again, another kiss on her hair before Michael spoke. "Reckon you're older than me, ma'am" he shot back, and this time Maggie laughed because seeing them fighting as kids never got old.

"Ah but those white hairs on your chin say another story, bro"

"They say you got 120% hotter since they decided to show up" Maggie suddenly jumped, joining the conversation and letting go of his waist with her right hand to be able to stroke his chin.

She wasn't joking when she said Michael just got hotter since the morning she realized suddenly he had white hairs on his chin. That terrible morning in Italy, Michael had no better idea to wake her up after his workout session. It wasn't anything sexy; he just went, sat on bed besides her and called her name a couple times while he kissed her forehead and stroked her hair out of her face and neck. That's when she opened her eyes and saw it. Maggie never got out of bed fast. She always took her good five minutes to be able to open her eyes and be a functional human being, but that time she flew out of bed. She knew Michael was still trying to keep his distance because he was on his last days of Covid; besides, he was all sweaty after working out, so there was no point in begging him to fuck her. That's exactly why Maggie went straight to the bathroom, getting in the shower as fast as possible so the cold water would hit her skin. But she should have known better. Maybe Michael was trying to keep his distance, but there was no way in hell he was going to miss his chance to get in the shower with Maggie. The little grown that left her lips as soon as she heard the door open was nothing compared with the moan that escaped her lips as she felt his hands on her waist.

She had always been a sucker for Michael. From the day she first met him, Maggie was absolutely a sucker and a goner for him, but that morning was just a new level. She was even ashamed to admit how turned on she was for something as silly as white hairs on his chin, but Michael covered her in kisses as he assured it wasn't silly. He promised it was more than nice to know she liked it, and to close their promise they left behind the not-so-distance distance that covid put between them as Michael fucked her as slowly as possible against the cold shower walls.

"See? She loves it" he smiled all proud, kissing Maggie's forehead as she kept looking at him. "I'm gonna go play with my niece who doesn't judge me like her mother and then finish dinner"

"No, don't go" Maggie purred, not ready to let him go, not even if he was going to be in the next room.

"Because she can't talk, that's why she doesn't judge you" Jas smiled, slapping Michael's arm as they both laughed.

But just when Maggie thought Michael didn't hear her request, he looked down at her again with the most adorable smile on his face. "Let me finish dinner and I'm back" he whispered, before he went back to the conversation with Jas. "She doesn't talk yet, but as soon as she starts, she's gonna have us running in circles and bossing us in no time, but I gotta tell you I've no problem with that. And before you say anything, yes, I like when this one bosses me around" he smiled, pointing at Maggie with his free hand.

"Sucker" Jas stated, shaking her head as she looked at them.

"I love you" Michael whispered, now with his full attention on Maggie, both of them ignoring everything around them for a minute.

"Love you too" Maggie murmured back, getting in her tiptoes when Michael bent down to give her a kiss. She couldn't help but smile against his lips, sharing peck after peck, trying to keep it as PG as possible, even when all the people in the room have seen them in way worse situations. But it wasn't about that; it was all about softness and love and having a little reminder of their love for each other, even if just for a second. "Finish that and come back to me" Maggie purred, letting him finally go off her arms.

"Yes ma'am" Michael affirmed, stealing one last kiss before he left the balcony, taking her heart and her glass of wine with him. All Maggie could do was look at her with a silly little grin on her face, once again not believing that such a wonderful man was in love with her. But all her happiness was gone as soon as Jas opened her mouth, ruining the moment.

"What's going on between you both?"

There we go again.

Maggie wanted to slap her face as soon as she heard those words. Damn, she regretted letting Michael take her glass when she heard those words. Just when she got rid of Lily and her question, there goes Jas with the same stuff in the moment Maggie needed it less. "You talked with Lily, didn't you? Because you coming out of nowhere with this has a name and its Lilian"

"Of course I did. I talked with her, with Cam and with S, Danny, Blake, mom, dad, grandma and grandpa. I even spoke with Ben and Dom. We're all worried, baby"

What the actual shit.

"Did you seriously spoke to Ben and Dom? What does they have to do with this?" Maggie wondered, not really believing what her sister was saying. The fact that she spoke with Daniel was obvious. Same with Blake because they were together all the damn time. Knowing she spoke with their parents and grandparents was a bit of a worry, but still understandable. Maggie could get that she spoke with Lily because she was Maggie's best friend and was worried too. She could almost justify the fact that Jas spoke to Sara and Cam because they were like Maggie's oldest sisters, but the fact that she spoke about it to Ben and Dominic was insane. Sure, they were their friends and Sara and Cam's boyfriends, but it was too damn much, even for Jas. "Look, Jas, I get it, you're worried, but it's fine. We're grand"

"We've known each other for donkey's years, Maggie. They're like our brothers, not just Sara and Cam's boyfriends. And stop saying you're grand, kid" Jas insisted, turning around to look at her sister instead than at her husband and daughter playing. Jas was right on that. Just like Sara, Cam and Lily, Ben and Dom were their chosen family. They have known each other for more than ten years; they have been together through thick and thin; they have met every single one of Maggie and Jas' boyfriends, and they were some of their favorite people, but it was her problem to fix. It was her relationship with Michael and in that case, it was her issue to talk with their friends. "You know what makes me mad about this thing going on between the both of you? You two together could run this goddamn world but goddamn you're two stubborn goons. You love each other but there you are just playing around like teenagers"

"We're not playing around" Maggie protested, not even daring to look at her sister. She didn't want to have that conversation. She was in a rather good mood for once in forever and she didn't want to see it all gone just because Jas wanted answers.

"Sure look. You definitely are"

"It's complicated, Jas. It's complicated but we're trying to work on it" Maggie murmured, trying all so in vain to see if her sister would be happy with her answer. "I still don't know how you and Danny do it. I know it's not easy, but it does look easy from the outside"

"It's everything but easy, ciaróg" Jas breathed, taking a sip of her glass before she continued. "We talked about this more than once. Their job its fucking insane so it takes a shit of love, patience, dedication and trust. It also took us a ton of pillow talks, organization and flexibility from my side if you wanna call it like that. I'm a lucky bastard that we make it work. We're jammy"

"And it has nothing to do with the fact that you dropped everything to be with Danny, right?" Maggie chuckled, looking at Jas for a second and then back to Olivia, trying to keep herself calm.

She knew perfectly fine the effort Jas put into that relationship from day one. She knew it took Jas no time to decide to follow Daniel around the world because they wanted to make it work more than anything. She knew how they both were doing everything in their power to make it work together, so she knew it took everything and more to make it work. It was everything she and Michael put into their relationship, but clearly, they failed at something. She failed at something.

"That was my choice, but it takes patience and love too, Maggie. It’s not easy but damn, it’s worth"

"Yeah, I know" Maggie whispered, looking for a second to the floor. She had no idea what to say. There was really nothing much to say. She knew all those things Jas told her. She had thought about it for months, probably years. She had that clear from the second she started to see Michael, and she has been repeating it all in her head every single second of every single day, so she knew. And what she also knew was that part of her good mood was all gone and she wanted to go back to Michael, but running from that talk was useless. But what made her feel a little bit better was when she looked up and found Daniel looking at Jas. He was pointing to something that Olivia was doing, and he looked nothing but happy and excited. "Did I ever told you I love the way Dan looks at you? The silly expression on his face it's just too good"

"Y'know it's the exact same way Mike looks at you, right?" Jas asked, and she didn't even let Maggie speak, knowing perfectly fine she was going to say something. "Hey, c'mere to me. Don't you ever dare doubt it. I'm tired to tell you this, but he really worships the floor you walk on"

"Can we just- How are you?" Maggie suddenly questioned, changing the subject so they wouldn't keep talking about her love life.

"Leefs. Just grand" Jas lied, but the way Maggie suddenly looked at her was enough to make Jas talk. "Stressed as fuck"

"That's more likely" Maggie laughed, knowing that her sister was also hiding everything under her constant 'I'm okay' face. Everyone knew that was one of Jas' superpowers, so it was more than hard to read her on counted occasions. "Are you gonna punch me in the face if I tell you it's gonna be okay? I mean, if someone can figure this shit out its him. He'll make it work"

"I'm not gonna punch you, but damn kid, you sound a lot like coach Michael when you say that" Jas joked, making Maggie smile, even if just for a minute. "And I don't doubt Dan, I doubt about everything else. He's working his ass off but he can't do a miracle with that orange tractor"

"I've seen Danny making a lot of miracles in a race car. And in case that doesn't happen, y'know he's not gonna fall from the top of the mountain because he has you. He knows you're right behind him to catch him. We all are" Maggie affirmed, even when it wasn't really necessary to remind Jas or Daniel about it.

"We all are, except his dear beloved boss" Jas murmured between the teeth, and suddenly her expression changed completely.

To say Jas was pissed after Zak's last declarations was an understatement. She was more than happy for the fact that he wasn't in Monaco that weekend; in other ways things wouldn't have been pretty. But knowing Jas, Maggie wasn't sure if it was for the better or for the worst, the fact that she couldn't face Zak. She wanted to give him a big piece of her mind for saying that Daniel wasn't 'meeting the team expectations'. She wanted to sit down with him and remind him how he had promised Daniel a fast car, among other things. She wanted to tell him to better keep his mouth close before he spoke about her husband, but none of that was happening, at least not for the next couple of days. But even if it took months, Jas wasn't going to forget it.

Even Maggie wanted to go and have some words with Mr. Brown, but there was no point, especially considering she was just Daniel's future sister-in-law. "God, don't make me think about that shit. What are you going to do about it? I mean, he's an eejit, but he's still Danny's boss"

"I don't know. But what I know it's that I shouldn't get close to the paddock because if I see Zak things ain't gonna be pretty. I really wanna eat the head off of him"

Not that Maggie didn't want to do that too, but it was more than useless. "That's not the solution"

"You think that I don't know? What would you do in my place? What would you do if we were talking about Mike instead of Dan? You would go around trying to kill people. I gotta protect my husband, baby. It’s my job to look after him. I promised Grace and Joe that I was gonna look after him and I'm not breaking that promise. I owe them that. God, I owe Dan and Oli that" Jas affirmed, finishing the glass inside her glass with one sip.

That's when Maggie felt another bucket of water hitting her. "I made the same promise to his Nana and I just keep fucking it up, but I get it" she whispered, turning around to look at the city lights in front of them.

"Hey, you're always looking after Mike"

"Did I fuck. I'm always making him suffer" Maggie insisted, playing with the ring that Michael gave her in Perth, making it turn around her finger like she always did when she was nervous. "What if he doesn't want to go back?"

That was the question that had been eating her. That was the one thing that had been keeping her awake, running in her mind night after night. That was the one question that had been inside her chest, making it a hole bigger and bigger every single second of every single day. That was the one thing that she was too scared to say out loud, and she had no idea why she just said it.

"What? 'What if he doesn't want you back?' Maggie, we're talking about Michael, your Michael. This is not some random guy. He told you he loves you not even ten minutes ago. Goddamn, he's the guy who laced your damn Convers the day you met his family because you wouldn't stop shaking for how nervous you were. He's the guy who was more scared than you were about you meeting his family because everyone always loves you, but y'know, shit can always go wrong and big boy was worried something would go wrong. He's the one who got his ass on a plane to see you on his birthday, Mags" Jas exclaimed, and it was a miracle if the boys didn't hear in the inside of the apartment.

Maggie could feel her heart melting just thinking about Michael telling Jas that. But the fact that Michael was as scared as her that day was what surprised her more. She remembered perfectly fine that day and how scared she was. She remembered perfectly fine how she tried at least ten outfits because none of them looked good enough. All the dresses looked bad, all the shorts were ugly, all her shirt were wrinkled even if they weren't, her hair was terrible, her makeup was a mess. She hated every single thing about her that day and her hands wouldn't stop shaking, but then Michael stepped in. He helped her pick an outfit that made her feel comfortable; told her again and again that she looked beautiful in it; he insisted that her make-up was perfectly fine, made her let her hair loose, tied her Converse, and then he grabbed her hands and promised her that everything was going to be fine. He promised that everything was going to be fine because his family liked her even before they knew her. That day he looked so put together, so serene and so calm, that not in a million years Maggie would have imagined he was terrified as her. "He told you that? I mean, about that day?"

"Yeah he did" Jas nodded, a little sad smile appearing on her face. "Maggie you need to understand that he loves you"

"I know he does, its just-"

"Just what?" Jas interrupted, and Maggie could see how the patience was leaving her sister. "Y'know what- Did he ever told you what happened after you two decided to take a break?"

"No. We never talked about it" she whispered, taking a deep, deep breath, imagining what was coming her way. There was no way Jas was asking that without telling the story.

"He came home after dropping you at the airport. You know, I've seen Michael practically every single day for the last 4 years. We've been thought hell and back again and again and again. We spent so many hours together and have talked about every single thing and I think I've seen him in every single possible state that there is. We've seen each other in our better and our worst, but let me tell you one thing, kid, I've never seen him as broken as that day. Heartbroken doesn't even describe how he was"

That wasn't a bucket of cold water; that was a complete punch in the stomach. That was the last thing she wanted to hear, especially in that moment. "Why the hell are you telling me all this?" she whispered, trying to fight the knot in her stomach and her throat.

"Because I need you to understand how much he loves you, Maggie. We know him, but you know him better than anyone and you know he's capable of doing anything for you. Michael loves you so damn much that he decided to give you all the time you needed even if it broke him down into pieces. He did that even when knowing he was going to live a nightmare because of it. Everything he does its thinking about you, and I know for a fact that it's true. He loves you more than anything or anyone in this world, and I know you love him too. You love him so damn much that your arm is a tattooed love letter to him, that's why you have to stop running away from happiness, babe"

"That's blarney, Jas. If I were mad I would, but I'm not running" Maggie whispered, taking a deep breath as she looked at the little opal in her hand.

"Oh, baby, you are. I know you are because I know how is it and I also know how it feels when you finally stop. Its fucking terrifying, but I swear it's worth the pain" Jas insisted, all while Maggie was biting her tongue to not yell at her to stop talking. Let me tell you one last thing. I know you. I've seen that face since I was five years old and know you. Under that smile and that 'I'm okay' lie you're heartbroken and you're dying to run back to him, so please do it. You both need it so do it"

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph, stall the ball, Jas" Maggie insisted, turning to focus on anything that wasn't the lights outside because they were doing nothing to help her calm down. Normally it would help her, but this time it was like nothing. But then she turned around, and there was Olivia, playing with Daniel, who was making her stand on her little feet while holding her so she would bear her weight. Olivia, who was a little sunshine giggling at everything making the room brighter than any light and making all the bad things disappear every time. Or almost every time.

"You're lucky, Maggie. You still have each other. You'll always have each other no matter what happens" Jas stated, but it wasn't enough to make Maggie look away from her niece, too focused on that and on trying to not cry. "You could have that, y'know? I know you want it. He wants the same with you and you both could have it all and more. Maybe not tomorrow, maybe not next week, next month or next year, but some day. You could have every single thing you guy want, so please stop running because he wants you"

But this time the big question wasn't what she was supposed to do if Michael didn't want her back. This time the question was how the hell did Jas know, what she was thinking. But this time, Maggie wasn't planning to admit it. There was no way she was going to say anything. "Just drop it, okay? Cut the crap and stop getting in my life. If you care about me then do that for me. I'm gonna see Mike" she growled, keeping her voice down as much as possible because there was no need to let the rest of her family know about their conversation. The last thing she wanted was that.

Maggie didn't give Jas time to say anything. She didn't want to hear anything. She just wanted to build a bubble around her and Michael and forget about all that crap. She wanted to go to bed and sleep, but more than anything, she wanted to hug Michael. She needed him, so she walked straight to the kitchen and without any questions or permission, she hugged him. She placed her arms around her waist and rested her head on his back, trying to cure her wounds with his warmth and softness.

"Hey, that's my favorite girl. Everything alright?" Michael asked while he was finishing she didn't know what about dinner. All she cared about was the feeling of his body against her and how incredibly good he smelled and felt against her.

"Mmhm. Just wanted a hug" she simply lied, placing a couple of kisses on his back, and moving her hands under his shirt and right again his stomach. "Can we go to bed after dinner? Too jacked to watch a movie"

Maggie knew those lies and that weird questions were going to make Michael doubt. She knew it was going to make him feel something was wrong. He knew her too well to know there was a change in her mood. "Sure thing, sweetheart. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm okay" she whispered, closing her eye and letting another lie leave her lips, because maybe, if she kept saying it, it would become true. "I'm okay"

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[rinniessance]

angie !!! hiiii i have come with the drinks and desserts for today ૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა 🍦🍻 weeee this time it’s my turn to be curious hehehe what are some habits that you and rin love about each other ? ^_^ also , since it’s a new year soon , do you guys have any resolutions !! <3

omgie it's aeri hello darling ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა thank u for the treats, come and share them with me <3 'm sorry it took me so long to get to this :C

these questions are so cute omigosh ! rin is so attentive in general but he does these smalls things that tug at my heartstrings :C he always refills my water bottle whatever he sees it empty 'cause he knows i am supa bad with doing it on my own >< he checks on me several times a day, usually saying he misses me, it's so cute. i confess i am a gremlin in the relationship who communicates with him through cursed tik tok memes ('m really sorry. . .)

i usually prep his lunches, he's so busy with his training most of the time, i like taking on that responsibility for him ૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱ა he pretends he's annoyed by little notes i leave him in his food but i know he's a liar <3 when we watch something together, i usually run my fingers through his hair and gently massage his scalp, he says it relaxes him and i love seeing him de-stress :>

omgie new year resolutions! i finally want to join him at the gym - i've never been able to keep a schedule so i am reaaaaally trying to do it in the new year (pinky swear !), we want to travel more :3 and i want a pet but we can't decide which one :C

what about you, gorgeous ! ! any habits you love about sae & 'toru? ૮₍ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ₎ა

#u r so cute and sweet thank you for stopping by ! <3 #꒰ྀི asks ꒱ྀི #꒰ྀི angerina ꒱ྀི

[nuntears]

okay so your fic 'romance' changed my life. i read that well into 2020 and it became a permanent fixture on my mind. it is easily my favorite fic maybe... ever

it had just the right tone and pacing. i felt like i was walking in these woods, slitting my own throat, and then watching my own corpse being defiled... in a very distant, almost kindly manner. i could just picture it all in my mind. you are still and waiting for the man of your dreams... i guess this is more of fanmail lol than anything else but hearing you're back made me want to say this

thank you so much!!! for your work for being nice for everything

crying screaming pissing throwing up !!! i had half a mind to keep this ask in my inbox just to cherish it forever, but i decided it's only fair to reply and let you kno how much this means to me !!

mssgs like these make me insane (positive), like i can see people read my fics, i see the hits and the notes, but i never rly kno if anyone out there actually likes them, thinks of them, rereads them, etc etc, u kno? so to receive this made my week, easily... i'm so happy to hear it resonated with you !

n sidenote to lit rally anyone, if u have any type of opinions or feedback for my fics i would luv to hear them ! or chit chat abt them ! my askbox n dms are always open and i'll always get to my messages eventually, even if i'm not actively posting i'm still around and will reply ! i just think it's the fun part about posting art publicly, i love sharing it and hoping people will enjoy my art the way i do, and i luv it even more when i hear back that they do !

and i reread romance because of this mssg, i don't usually reread my works, i kinda just whip them out, tidy them up a bit, and then decide to never touch em again n post bcus i could rework something for forever n ever if i look at it too long (which is why if there is ever any errors in any of them it's bcus i did not n will not c it ! oops ! but if any1 wants to lmk about spelling or grammar errors i can def fix them !) and when i reread it i realized i didn't even say the reader died in the woods, but that's fully what i pictured! i guess 2020 me decided to leave it up to interpretation, but i think it's really interesting n cute that we came up with the same one!

tldr i love feedback and i think it's rly cute that you enjoyed that fic sm !

#you are still and waiting for the man of your dreams !!! #it's rly like that #i hope this isnt too rambley i just got excited to receive this #also @ the other anon in my inbox i am working on that prompt ! i added it to my list of other wips and will reply when i finish and post! #asked

[jenivi]

a little freehand doodle i did for a package :)

#i was limited with my dried out knockoff crayola markers shhhhh #agent 3 #splatoon #jenivi rant #jenivi draws #? #my post #i think packaging the item is the most fun part for me lol cuz i dooo like giftwrapping #and i get to leave cute thank u notes like this c: #package doodles