#and the door is pretty noisy so when i got in he woke up

[strawberrynull]

──౨ৎ ˙🚬 ̟ cigarettes out the window

엔하이픈 | Enhypen | Nishimura Riki

──Pairing: niki x afab!reader

──Genre: angst, some fluff

──Synopsis: Whenever you're unable to sleep due to your insomnia, you go to your balcony to smoke. Niki decides it might be a good idea to take a drive around the city to get some fresh air, hopefully to help you sleep

──Warnings: smoking, cigarettes, insomnia

──A/N: I have two requests that I'm currently working on. This is just a filler until those are done lol

11:08 p.m. you read on the digital clock on your nightstand. It was another restless night. Your eyes stung from staring at the bright billboard right outside your bedroom window. The advertisement displayed on the billboard would change every 10 or so minutes. You had counted the ad changing at least 8 times since you had laid down to go to sleep with your boyfriend, Niki, who still rested beside you. His arm was still gently draped over your waist. Your insomnia wasn't new news. Usually, you were able to sleep on nights where Niki slept over at your apartment, though. Tonight was different.

Carefully, you lifted Niki's arm by the sleeve, slipping out of his hold and out of bed. You opened the nightstand drawer and grabbed your usual pack of cigarettes and a silver lighter. A light breeze blew through the room as you opened the glass door that led to a small balcony. You took a cigarette and placed it between your lips as you stepped outside. You flicked the lighter a few times before putting the flame up to the end of the cigarette.

Unbeknownst to you, Niki woke up at the feeling of your absence. His eyes fluttered open, squinting at the bright city lights spilling through the glass doors. Through the blinding lights, he could see you standing out on the balcony with a cigarette in between your index fingers. He watched as you leaned backward, elbows on the railing, tilting your head back and exhaling the smoke. You looked stunning in Niki's eyes. He knew you smoked when you couldn't sleep but he had never witnessed it in person.

You watched as people still roamed the city below you. Cars, buses and taxis still filled the streets and many stores were still open to the public. It was lively and bright even in the middle of the night. Your apartment was 7 stories above it all. Your friends and family had warned you about how noisy the city was at night. They had told you to get an apartment further from the noise. Considering your insomnia, moving to Gangnam was not the wisest choice. Most nights were spent lying awake while staring at the obnoxiously bright billboards. Other nights were spent at Niki's house where you could actually sleep in a dark and quiet room. Occasionally, Niki would spend the night at your place and, somehow, on those nights you were able to sleep despite the noise and the light.

After about an hour and a half, you took one last drag from your cigarette before putting it out on the railing and tossing the excess on the floor of your balcony. Trying not to make any noise, you stepped inside and made your way to the bathroom to brush your teeth. Niki watched the bathroom light flick on and then off as you exited. When you were done you slipped back into bed next to Niki, shifting back into his arms. The smell of cigarettes still lingered on your old band t-shirt.

After another 2 hours of trying to sleep, you got back up, sighing in frustration. Niki was fast asleep again so you carefully tiptoed out to the balcony. You leaned your stomach against the railing as you lit up another cigarette between your lips. Then you hear the sliding glass door open and shut, and a familiar hand finds its way around your waist.

"Can't sleep, beautiful?" You hear Niki's deep voice which is groggy from waking up so suddenly. Next to you, you see him rub his eyes before leaning on the balcony with you. "What's going on in that pretty mind of yours, hmm?" He gives you a concerned look as you exhale smoke. You shake your head as you flick some of the cigarette ashes.

"I don't know, Ki. It's never been this bad." You take another drag from your cigarette as you stare anywhere but at your boyfriend. Seeing you like this makes Niki almost want to blame himself. After all, you did move to Gangnam to live closer to him.

"You should stop doing that." He says quietly, pointing at your cigarette.

"I know," you sigh, letting smoke rise into the air. "I'm going to soon. Don't worry about me."

"But I am worried about you and I want to make you feel better no matter what." Niki explains, taking one of your hands in his. He's sincere in every word that he says. Helping you is his life's goal, at this point, and he's determined to get you back onto a normal sleep schedule. "Let's go for a drive, yeah? Maybe it will help calm you down enough to get at least some rest tonight."

"Niki, I don't think that's going to-"

"If it doesn't work, I'll stay here all day until you're able to sleep." He cupped both of your cheeks, pleading you to let him try to help. "Please.." You nodded reluctantly before putting out your cigarette and tossing it with the rest.

You hopped into the passenger seat of Niki's car; a black Ferrari Enzo. You hadn't been in his car at night many times. It was an astounding experience. Niki would always take the streets with barely any cars so he could speed down the asphalt roads. The windows would be rolled all the way down, letting the wind hit your faces. If you weren't close by to any residential areas, he would blast music as well. You were also allowed to smoke in Niki's car, which was not preferred but he allowed it.

Driving with him was so much fun that by the end of the drive you were all tired out. Enough to make you fall asleep as soon as you were home. Niki came over to your side of the car, opening your door for you. He walked you into your apartment and even tucked you into bed. His sweetness warmed your heart. Before leaving, Niki made sure to close the blinds to darken your room. He knew you hated how bright the city was at night.

"Get some sleep, beautiful. You deserve it." He said, wiping stray hairs from your face. He leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead before turning to leave. Not long after Niki left, your eyelids felt heavy. Now you could finally get some sleep.

© strawberrynull, 2024. Do not copy my work. Please DM for permission before translating or reuploading. Thank You

#enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen oneshots #enhypen x reader #enha x reader #enha fluff #enha #kpop #kpop fluff #enhypen niki #niki #niki x reader #niki fluff #niki enhypen #niki imagines #niki oneshots #enhypen angst #enha angst #niki angst #strawberrynull

[sehodreams]

last day surprises

TW and Tags: slasher!Wonbin, mentions of violent acts (death of a character), heavy dubcon/almost noncon (well... hard to explain), dark!riize, blowjob, p in v, no condom.

WC: 3.4k

Summary: Wonbin swore he had changed, he was better, he had a job he liked, and he had met you, so why did you have to ruin everything?

Comment: don't you hate when I'm such a cunt? having a thousand unfinished drafts I decided to write something nobody asked for. I just wrote this because I NEEDED TO WRITE SOMETHING TO NOT LOSE MY MIND, I've been swamped with work so I wanted to relax a bit, it's something I did pretty quick so it probably has inconsistencies and grammar mistakes (when have I done a fic with perfect grammar in first place?).

Breathing as silently as you could, you watched the shadows moving in the dim light of the night that trespassed the curtains of your room.

Tears were still flooding and your shoulders were shaking, but you couldn’t do anything about it, even if you tried to force yourself to stop, they kept moving on their own, and the only thing you could do was bite your lip and cover your mouth with the palm of your hand, praying with open eyes that god, if there was even one, helped you and let you live at least one more day.

One more day and your cab would go for you in the morning, just like you had planned with your best friend the day before.

The thumb of his steps over the hardwood kept tricking your mind into believing he was far away from the closet you were hiding in, and you had thought that perhaps God had given you the gift of protecting you, but he was the one making the decisions at that moment, he was playing God, and he wasn’t as kind.

If only your friend had never teased him. If only she had listened to you and had left him alone. If only.

‘’You’re too noisy’’ he opened the door and you tried to close it back immediately, nails almost breaking from how much force you were using to not let the door go, gripping on it to not let him in (or to not let him drag you out).

‘’I didn’t do anything’’ you cried and did your best to fight him, ‘’I swear I never laughed’’.

‘’Don’t lie to me’’ the same hand that prepared your cold drinks when you woke up, that carried your bags and held the door open for you when you arrived now held it to stop you from closing it, ‘’I saw you, you were laughing with her, you’re just like her’’.

‘’Wonbin, I never laughed at you, I swear, I always treated you good’’ you tried to make him remember, ‘’We talked a lot, don’t you remember? I told you about my family, and my job, and my home.’’

Your voice waved with every word that left your mouth, and when you thought he was finally weakening, he used more of his strength to create a bigger gap between the door and the frame, enough for one of his arms to enter and grab one of your wrists and tighten it to hurt you.

You hissed, trying to shake him off, but it was useless, and soon, when he got tired of your little game, he completely pulled the door open, pulling you with the same strength and rage, grabbing your hair instead of your wrist, dragging you out of your cave.

‘’Liar’’ he repeated with his stern voice, full of hate, and with a touch of what seemed like pain and deception. ‘’You’re just like her, and you’ll end up just like her’’.

His grip on your scalp made your head burn, and you closed your eyes and cried his name when he dragged you to his feet.

Not knowing what else to say, you don’t know why you said it, but you didn’t have many options to ponder, so you said the first thing that came to your mind ‘’I-I never agreed with her, I thought you were cute, I think you are cute, really’’.

You felt the weight of your words on your head, when his hand debilitated for a second, and you felt a light of hope illuminating you, the same ray of light that infiltrated between the curtains and that told you how late it was.

‘’Then why aren’t you looking at me?’’ he asked, tugging even harder your hair, making you yelp in pain before you answered.

‘’I’m- I’m’’ I’m scared, you wanted to say, but you knew it would make him angrier. ‘’I’m sorry’’.

You opened your eyes, looking at his feet first, dirty brown shoes covering them, to then move your eyes up, passing through his dark pants, and his silver black belt, arriving at where you were trying to avoid when you closed your eyes.

His shirt still had your friend’s blood drenching its front, and you could even distinguish the prints of her hands when she tried to push him away.

His green-striped shirt was the last thing your friend teased him for, telling him how he looked like a creep when you two arrived from your night walk.

You saw how his eyes were different after she left the comment in the air, and you had no idea why, but all your instincts said he wasn’t in the mood for it, so you quickly pushed her inside when he opened the door for you, telling her with your eyes to shut up when she lifted one of his eyebrows at your attitude.

But she never listened.

Hours later when the lights went out in your shared room, she decided to go to the first floor of the old cabin to leave a piece of her mind one last time before the two of you left first hour the next morning.

‘’Can’t believe I paid so much for this shithole’’ your friend said, leaving you alone while you took a shower, wait for me, you screamed under the water, but she was already gone when you finished getting dressed in the darkness.

You found your phone as you could in the obscure room and turned on your flashlight to walk down the stairs and search for her.

Five minutes later, after calling her name numerous times, receiving no answer from her, inside the kitchen, you saw her body on the floor, blood pooling around her and dirtying your sandals, liquid touching your feet and starling you with the wet sensation before you illuminated her and saw her lifeless eyes.

You screamed and your phone slipped from your hands, falling to the pond and splashing the red fluids to your bare legs with the fall.

His steps, because of the shoes he wore all the time, boots perfect for the woods but heavy on the floor, made soundly thuds, indicating how close he was to you.

Running to one of the single rooms on the first floor, you tried to hide from whoever was out there, but deep inside, you knew who did it.

And you weren’t wrong, your hunch, as almost always, was right.

Your hunch had told you to treat him good, to sweetly say good morning and ramble about the weather and other things you saw with your friend while he prepared breakfast and she got dressed for the day.

Wonbin wasn’t exactly bad at the start, he was just… different.

He never smiled when you two arrived, he didn’t even dare to maintain eye contact, and when you talked with him sometimes you felt you were talking more to the air than to a person, but there was something inside you that pushed you to be overly nice to him, perhaps the same thing that pushed your friend to treat him like shit.

‘’You’re still not looking at me’’ his voice interrupted the memories of you telling your friend to not treat him like that, and you had to move your eyes from the stain on his shirt to his face.

His blonde dry hair seemed lighter at night, almost white, and you sobbed when your eyes inspected his face and a drop of his own blood dripped down his cheek because of a scratch.

It definitely was product of your friend’s manicure, nails always long and sharp enough to cut skin, she once even hurt you when you tried to hold her hand while you were walking through a tough area in the woods and she tripped over one of the many rocks, so it wasn’t hard to deduce how he got that cut there.

‘’I’m sorry Wonbin, I’m sorry’’ you didn’t know what you were apologizing for, it was the only sentence that came out of you.

‘’How sorry are you?’’ he replied to your constant mumbles.

You couldn’t answer, how sorry were you? You didn’t do anything at all, you shouldn’t even feel like that, but there you were, on your knees, with his hand on your hair, his eyes looking down at you, and your heart flinching of fear.

‘’Show me how sorry you are’’ he continued.

The same hand holding you in place pushed your face to his crotch, a bulge was already there, and your breath hitched when you understood what he wanted.

‘’I never- I’ve never done it’’ you sobbed, palms over his thighs to stop your chest from touching him.

Your cheek was pressing his zipper, which felt cold and slightly painful against the soft skin of your face.

‘’I never let anyone free either, there’s a first time for everything’’ he answered, both hands now resting over your head and pressing you to give him what he wanted.

He smelled earthy, like the wet puddles near the river, and you somehow found yourself inhaling the aroma again, to maintain you sane and ignore the stronger smell of your friend’s blood in his shirt had.

With shaky hands you pulled down the zipper, the sound extremely notorious in the quiet house, and your sobs were quickly silenced with his cock intruding your mouth.

He let you take your time with it, sighing with the superficial licks you gave to his shaft, letting you get used to it before he ordered you to open your mouth enough to accept him inside.

At least he wasn’t rough, his hand wasn’t a grip on your hair anymore from the moment he made obvious his needs, posing on the back of your head and even caressing it while guiding you.

Not daring to interrupt the sudden softness he had with you, you let him use you, as if you were only an object for him to satisfy himself, and it was wrong, but you found yourself not hating it.

Your brain turned off for a second, a line of saliva escaping your lips when he pulled out and pushed back in with a deep thrust, making you dizzy with his flavor, and an unrecognizable pressure started to build in your abdomen.

Tears kept rolling down your cheeks, it was horrendous how you were giving the first blowjob of your life to your friend’s killer, and it was even worse that you weren’t dying to push him away from your face.

‘’Shit’’ he exhaled when you started to move your head on your own, choking yourself with his length and gripping on his pants with the pressure traveling from the pitch of your abdomen to your cunt. ‘’You like sucking cock, uh? Were you lying when you said you had never done it before too?’’

You stopped for a second, wrapping one of your hands to the base of his cock to move it up and down while you talked. ‘’I’m not a liar’’ you defended yourself.

 You never lied, you did think Wonbin was cute.

Even with his terrible outfits, his ugly straw-like hair and his awkward attitude, he gave you unusual amounts of attention you had enjoyed, like always receiving you with fresh juice when you walked down the stairs and preparing bags with things you might need in the forest.

Your friend had noticed it too, saying how it was his job and for you to not get swayed, he was only the service there, and the treatment you received wasn’t anything special, but you knew why she was like that, resentful, because she wasn’t the one receiving it, and you, her fat friend, were doing it when it should be her.

Grabbing you by the hair again, he dragged you to the only bed in the room, covered by a clean set of bedsheets, laid flawlessly by him, without a single wrinkle in sight, until he tossed you over them and ruined the perfect image he had created.

He felt you were sincere when you said you weren’t a liar, but how could you think he was cute? No one had ever called him that, saying how his face was frightening instead, with those big eyes and his forever dark gaze studying them, hating his equally black hair so much that he decided to dye it to avoid those comments.

It didn’t work, they said how he looked even more like a freak now, and he thought he had left those violent responses well behind in his life, until your friend appeared and broke him again.

She wasn’t the only one breaking him though, you had played a significant part in his mind wanting to repeat past patterns, he even swore he could’ve ignored her if you hadn’t laughed that day.

It was just hours ago, before your daily walk, that he recognized the gray clouds gathering in the sky, and that his body moved on his own, running to give you one of the raincoats he had stored for emergencies. He gave you the coat with a small smile, and you accepted it with a wide one, making him feel something warm install in his chest, making him weak for you.

He thought you were different, and then he heard you laughing when your friend called him an idiot, finishing the job your friend had started so eagerly since you two arrived there.

You had laughed because you thought he was adorable.

‘’Take your shorts off’’ he ordered, watching you stay still in the bed, tears flooding and your hands shaking on your sides. ‘’I’m getting tired of you not listening.’’

You heard him clear, and not wanting to see what he would do when he got fed up with your behavior, your hands tucked down your baby blue pajama shorts.

When you watched them slide down your legs you saw how little red dots appeared on the fabric and the dry blood scrap down like old paint.

His hands were clean, unlike his clothes, so it was probably he was washing them when you walked down the stairs.

They felt cold over your thighs when he made you open your legs for him, and you shivered for the sensation of his big palms touching your large thighs.

He put force into his grip to see how deep into your skin he could go, thinking how good it would feel to sink into your bare skin.

Moving your panties to the side, he was welcomed by your shiny entrance leaking for him. ‘’Fuck, are you enjoying this?’’ he asked, happily surprised by your excitement, ‘’You’re even sicker than me.’’

You didn’t like that affirmation, but you didn’t want to deny anything to him anymore.

His thumb grazed your clit teasingly, enjoying how the little bud jumped in front of his eyes and you shook from something else than fear.

You would rather die than admit it, but it felt good.

‘’You like it so much’’ he said more to himself, showing you the first wide smile you had ever seen from him since you got to that place.

He licked his thumb and groaned at your flavor, admiring you there for a good minute. Your hair was ruffled, your gleamy eyes were looking at his, and your chest was moving up and down, making your hard nipples noticeable through the white t-shirt you wore to sleep. When he saw you wearing your pajama a couple of days earlier, you keeping him company while he made your breakfast, he had salivated more to the picture of your round unsupported chest calling for him to taste them than to the fresh food in his hands.

Now that he had you dripping for him, pussy clenching around nothing, waiting for him to touch it again, he pushed his middle and ring finger inside you.

Knuckles deep, he felt his cock twitching every time you moaned his name when he shoved his fingers with force in and out, biting his lip to not moan at the feeling of you making a mess in his hands.

‘’Fuck-fuck’’ you let your head fall, and you should’ve wanted him to stop, but you were so close to your orgasm, you closed your eyes to ignore the reality of the moment, permitting him to touch you, only begging to cum inside your mind.

His hands pushing your legs up made you aware of your surroundings again.

You couldn’t even ask him what he was doing when he plunged inside you, sliding his cock without any kind of signal, forcing your walls open to accept his length.

It was a pain you had never felt before, a good pain, but the stretch had burned a little, making you whine as a response.

He, on the other hand, sighed of relief, shuddering at the long-missed sensation of a warm real person accepting him.

Messily moving his hips, he didn’t wait for you to get used to him, and he thrusted as deep as he could, completely bottoming out, making you slightly bounce in the bed with each hard smack.

Your skin and his were creating a loud echo inside the room and you moaned his name with how good he was fucking you.

You honestly would’ve enjoyed it so much, free of guilt, if he hadn’t done that. You would’ve even pulled him closer to you if only your friend’s blood wasn’t drenching your t-shirt too.

‘’Take it off’’ your fingers tried to reach for the hem of his shirt, but he kept with his rhythm, groaning with your velvet walls perfectly wrapping him, ‘’please, please.’’

The begging was hot too, but he didn’t want to do it, so he only stopped his movements to take yours off instead.

You lifted your arms for him, and when he had the impure fabric in his hands, he decided to clean some of the sweat accumulating in his forehead with it, tossing it to the floor when he finished.

He looked strangely handsome when he did it, like a normal man you would’ve met in the city, maybe in a club or a bar, one of the kind that usually ignored you to dance with your friend.

But he was with you that night, and you cried when he went back to fucking you, remembering that he wasn’t just any man, making you feel even dirtier with his wet shirt sticking to your abdomen.

It was on purpose, he couldn’t hide it, the amused breath he let out told you how much he wanted to taint you too.

Launching to your breast, he rocked into you while his mouth maintained itself busy with your nipples, taking turns with his hand, making eye contact until you felt the past interrupted orgasm coming back.

He looked so drunk with your chest and your cunt, you couldn’t help but moan louder when the same hand playing with your nipple went down, pushing its way between his solid abdomen and your soft tummy, until it found your clit.

You were already clamping his cock when he started to play with your clit, and he left your chest to moan on your mouth when you cried and writhed under him.

Spreading your legs wider, you didn’t care that his shirt felt disgusting against your skin anymore, or that his steaming breath was directly falling in your open mouth, you simply wanted to cum.

His mouth joined yours when you said his name one more time, a broken Wonbin that made him weak once again, pressing his lips against yours while his hips rutted harder into you to help you obtain your well-deserved orgasm.

He came not much after, letting all in your insides, painting you with his cum to mark you.

You were his the minute you smiled at him and said his hair was pretty the first morning of your stay.

‘’One time is not enough to earn my forgiveness’’ he said, and you eagerly nodded.

You convinced yourself that, when you straddled his lap, it was because you wanted to live, and that it had nothing to do with the fact that he had made you cum for the first time in your life and how you wanted to feel it again.

The next morning you woke up with his weight sinking in the mattress and his hand moving your hair out of your face, making you open your eyes to see him staring at you with a tenderness you had never seen before. He was wearing a clean change of clothes, but with a particularly weird aroma, like the smoke after a campfire.

‘’It’s raining, roads are closed until it stops’’ he murmured to not startle you, ‘’sorry honey’’ he finished, and you closed your eyes, tired of thinking, only praying that your cab didn’t ask you to reschedule, because you doubted he hadn’t burned your things too.

#riize x plus size reader #riize x reader #riize smut #dark!riize #wonbin x reader #wonbin smut #please read tw

[mylarena]

i loooove the concept of both soap and ghost being touchstarved but in different ways.

ghost being touchstarved, but once he gets one touch he cannot get enough, so he keeps going back for more and subtly initiating little touches with soap- bumping their shoulders while walking, pressing their knees together under the table, leaning into johnny after a tiring mission.

soap being touchstarved for anything meaningful. he gives other soldiers pats on the shoulder for a good job, he gives gaz a fist bump when passing him in the hall, sometimes alejandro gives him a brief hug when they reunite after a while- but he never gets anything substantial- never gets a warm, fatherly hug from price the way he sees gaz get one, doesnt get a fond hair ruffle like he used to get from his ma, cant crawl into his parents beds after a bad dream like he did as a child.

then he met ghost.

and yeah, soap may have kickstarted the whole situation with that little fist to the shoulder before their first mission, but it really was a pretty slippery slope once they got out of las almas. suddenly ghost is there, always next to him, warm and solid and reliable, and he gives little touches- those shoulder bumps, pressing of knees, leaning, all these little points of contact. and soap knows they mean something to ghost, hes seen how the man avoids touching others like the fucking plague. so for ghost to be initiating this, for him to trust soap enough- soap knows its meaningful and that warms him to his core.

but sometimes it just... isnt enough. sometimes he still has that deep cavern filled with yearning in his chest, the unrelenting desire for touch, for affection, for a damn hug.

its a particularly bad night when he breaks. he dreamed- dreams of las almas, being shot and dragging himself through the city, of ghost not responding to his comms and him finding his body, then of chicago, of something happening and no one stopping hassan from throwing him off that fucking building. when he woke and couldnt calm himself, he stumbled out of his room and made his way near blindly to ghosts door. after a frantic knock, the door flew open much quicker than soap expected (maybe it was how noisy he was being with his steps, maybe it was the way he slumped into the wall, maybe it was his panting,) and he was faced with ghost, adorned in what might be the comfiest clothes soap has ever seen him in, with his mask hastily pulled on over his face. his eyes widen in surprise, eyebrows furrowing in concern.

"johnny? what happened, is something wrong? are you hurt?"

and hes reaching out, putting a hand on soaps arm while he scans his body for any wounds- something that put him in so much distress. when he finds nothing of note, he looks back up at soaps face, and he moves his other hand up to his face to hold him steady.

"johnny, whats going on?"

and soap breaks. he lets his legs basically give out and he falls forward into ghosts chest, gripping at his shirt. ghost doesnt miss a beat and catches him, moving to pull him away to look him in the eyes again but pausing at the sobbing whine that soap releases when he shifts.

"what do you need, johnny?"

"jus'... hold me, please."

and so simon does. he wraps his arms around soap, walks them out of the doorway, closing and locking the door, and he settles both of them onto his bed. soap clings to him all night, and ghost doesnt stop him. he simply holds him tight and whispers reassurances into his hair.

#myposting #mydrabbles #soaptag #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #soapghost #ghost x soap #soap x ghost #ghost/soap #soap/ghost #ghoap #cod mw2 #call of duty modern warfare 2 #whoops! dinner time gamers!!!

[gadriezmannsgirl]

He's Back On Track - Pedri González

Just exactly what the title says... He's back🔥😌

°°° °°° °°° °°°

Summary: Your guy is back on his element

You knew that Pedri was getting better and soon would be able to play again, you just didn't knew when because doctors kept on saying 'Possibly for'.

It was usual Pedri took you to and picked you up from Uni whenever his schedule allowed him to, so you didn't think of anything when you saw him already waiting for you in his car.

You got inside the car and kissed his cheek thrice "'Tas muy guapa" (You're pretty) He said starting the car, his hand inmediately finding your thigh.

"You told me that when we woke up as well" You joked a little with a smile on, he smiled shrugging his shoulders.

"Bueno, es que tú 'tas siempre muy hermosa" His accent came out deeply as you laughed loving it, you kissed his clothed-covered bicep and looked in your bag for your notes "You'll do great, amor. Don't stress yourself out" His hand gave you a little smacks on your thigh in encouragement.

"I know, I just can't help it, Pepi" You murmured leaning into him, hugging yourself into his arm and mumbled a few things of the paper that was in front of you.

He, during a red light, turned his head and gave a kiss to your forehead.

"Mi chica lista" (My smart girl) You blushed giggling and looked up at him.

"'Tas muy cómico" (You're being funny), you pecked his lips several times "Te quiero" (I love you).

"Te quiero" He repeated with a smile on his face when a honk sounded behind you "Si, ya vi que cambió, lo acaba de hacer chaval" (Yeah, I saw it changed, it just did, dude) Pedri said starting to drive, making you giggle.

"Will you be at home?" You asked "You can go out, y'know? I don't know like... To any place you want"

Pedri during his injury hasn't gotten out of the house except for helping you do grocery shopping and go to the matches at Camp Nou.

You had insisted but there was anything you could do to change your Canario's mind.

"I will go out. Don't worry about me, amor" You picked your bag from the backseat and threw your notes inside before closing it

"Going out as in going outside for real? Not including the MCW visit you're doing later, right?"

"Yes, not including that"He smiled

And that's were I noticed his training bag "You're going to the GYM?" He shook his head smiling "What are you doing then?"

"Don't be noisy. You're going to be late" He said laughing

"Nononono. Where are you going?"

"You'll see it, later" You whined a bit "Trust me?"

"Of course I do"

"Then go" You huffed pouting your lips a bit, Pedri laughed leaning over and kissing you softly in the lips "Te quiero" You open the car door

"Y yo a ti" You said smiling "Be careful" He nods as you shut the door turning around to enter the building

"Kill it in your exam, amor!" You heard him yell, you turn your head and saw him smiling back at you. You blew him a kiss and got inside feeling giddy and ready to take over it.

Your exam wasn't easier but it wasn't a deadly one, you finished it in half an hour exactly, having thirty minutes more to spare when your professor kicked you out of the classroom because you were done.

You got into social media, Instagram to be precise and your jaw fell to the floor. The Barcelona official account stories shocked you.

Pedri was on training.

That little...

That explained Pedri's sudden outburst yesterday evening and his mood change.

You can't explain the emotions you were feeling at the moment, you were a but mad at him because he didn't tell you that he was back but the happiness you were feeling inside was incredible.

You were happy for him, you were excited to see him play once more, you were feeling over the moon.

You took the picture and posted it as well @pedri he's back on track🔥 so happy for you mi amor. You had the biggest smile on your face and you even saw he would be available for the start up and against Madrid.

Going into his messages you exploded

–That's why you didn't told me where were you going

–Baby you look gorgeous

–I'm so fucking happy for you😌

–🔥

–YOU'RE IN FOR TONIGHT, GONZÁLEZ

–You have me a mess at Uni🥴

And all it took was a message to mess up with you and your head... Even more.

Pepi💖: Thank you mi amor. Didn't tell you because I knew you had your exam and wanted you to focus on it, hope it went well... And also, I cannot wait preciosa🔥

You were sure as hell fangirling right now, but you didn't care.

Your guy was back and that's all that mattered to you.

#pedri gonzalez #pedri #pedri x reader #pedri is back!🔥 #fc barca #fc barcelona #m. is writing #writing #pedri icons #pedri gonzález x reader #pedri gonzalez blurb #pedri gonzalez imagine #pedri gonzalez x reader #pedri gonzalez fluff #pedri fluff #pedri blurb #pedri imagine #pedri x you

[bits-and-babs]

I just read Playboy and... Oh boy. Damn. Bashful Joel is *the best.* Also, I'm so curious if they woke up Ellie lmao that would be horribly, deliciously awkward

𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡

pairing: Joel Miller x Reader

word count: 819

warnings: awkward. Very subtle references to smut. Not proof read.

note: I loved this ask so much that I had to write it just for funsies. I think I try really hard (too hard) sometimes to be a serious writer when sometimes I’m in need of a little bit of fun! See the fic that inspired this ask here. PLEASE NOTE: at the end of this there are two dashes ( - - ) there is a glitch removing the last paragraph of my fic so this is the only way I can curb it!

Fuchsia blurs across Ellie’s cheekbones, encroaching on the skin of her throat and exposing her obvious discomfort in the silvery reflection of the wing mirror. You chew on the inside of your cheek raw as you watch her for hours, her eyes staring into the obscure image of the passing evergreen outside the window as though she was experiencing shell shock.

“You’re uncharacteristically quiet, Kid,” Joel speaks up through the silence, his eyes drifting up to the wing mirror glass and assessing the image of Ellie’s reflected mortification. Outwardly cringing, she glances forward at Joel and shrugs awkwardly.

“Yeah, well, you were ‘uncharacteristically’ loud last night,” she mumbles under her breath, and you swear you feel your insides curdle. Joel’s eyebrow arches slightly in question, but you know exactly what she’s touching on, swallowing back your urge to explain and apologise.

“Gotta speak up, Kiddo. Can’t hear you on that side,” Joel reminds Ellie of his deaf ear, and you find yourself closing your eyes in mortification at his insistence to find out what was bugging the poor, tortured girl.

Ellie clears her throat with a shake of her head, sprawling out across the back seat in a dramatic flop.

“It’s not important.”

Joel, frustrated now, aims his scrutiny at you. His bronze eyes study your discomfort; his eyebrows pinched together when you form your lips around the words ‘she knows.’

The result is almost instantaneous—Joel’s grip on the leather steering wheel creaks, his knuckles white. You can practically see his stomach drop, and he lets out an awkward chuckle that lacks humour. Resting your elbow against the curve of the door, you hide your eyes behind your fingers.

“… Ellie,” Joel speaks tentatively, and you swear you can feel the almost nauseous discomfort radiating off the teenage girl in waves, “… Uh… When-“

“‘A man and a woman love each other very much’? Are you fuckin’ serious, Joel? Are you about to give me the birds and bees talk?!” Ellie scoffs, shaking her head, “You really are shoddy at this.”

“I didn’t-… I ain’t had to talk about this before,” Joel grumbles, teeth gritting as he rubs at the back of his neck to wipe the nervous sweat away.

“You don’t have to. You were both so noisy I got a pretty clear picture!” She pointed out viciously, and you swear you wished a Bloater would just run at the truck and flip it over, knocking you out and putting you out of your misery. You’re cringing so hard you swear you’ve tied your intestines in a knot.

“Shit-… ‘M sorry, Ellie. You shouldn’ta heard that…” Joel mumbles, and it’s like he’s getting his knuckles rapped with a ruler by his maths teacher. You’d never heard the gruff, unapologetic man sound so meek.

There’s a long stretch of silence, and it almost tempts you to peek through your digits and see what is happening. So quiet and tense is the atmosphere that the running engine of the ageing vehicle sounds like a mountain avalanche, rumbling within the contents of the van’s metal shell. You suppose a huge rock hitting you head on would be more optimal than this utterly humiliating conversation.

Joel damn near stalls the truck when Ellie speaks up, catching you both off guard with what she chooses to say next.

“… So… *Is* he smaller than the average American dick length?”

“Ellie!” You and Joel yell out in shock, and Ellie almost falls off the seat in her intense laughter, clutching at her stomach at the evident shame that decorates Joel’s expression.

“I’m just fuckin’ with ya! I don’t wanna know that shit!” She giggles, wiping tears from her waterline with her knuckles.

“Oh, fuck you,” you scoff, shaking your head and leaning it back against the headrest.

“No thanks, that’s what Joel is for.”

“Ellie, I swear I am gonna kick you out of this truck and make you walk to Wyoming,” you insist, pointing towards the door handle beside you with zeal.

“Got it, got it,” she chuckles, sitting up again, “But don’t think I’m lettin’ you off that easy. I hear anything nasty? I’m screaming so a runner comes and kills us all. It’s less painful than listening to what I heard last ni-…”

When you dare to look, poor Joel is staring vacantly ahead of him as he drives, looking as though he’s really wondering just why the *fuck* he decided to take this job from Marlene and whether or not Ellie would be able to find her own way to Wyoming if he dropped her off on the roadside and abandoned her. Surely scrappy little Ellie could deliver herself with a map and a single cereal bar for protection?

-

#answering asks #joel x reader #joel miller #joel miller x you #joel miller fic #joel miller the last of us #joel miller x y/n #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x reader #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams #tlou hbo #tlou #ask imagines

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

Hey I saw your response to my post and figured I'd send. A little request, I was thinking maybe just some fluffy cuddles with Toge after a bad day. If you don't mind gender neutral reader is preferred but anything is fine.

Hi!

Thank you for trusting me with this one!

I hope you enjoy what i have to offer! Let me know what you think!

Tsuki's note: I didn't know if you wanted a sorcerer!reader or not... so i went with a sorcerer! Reader, hope that's ok? Also second year! Reader too.

------------------------------------------------------------------------

It has been a horrible day, really. All that could happen to hinder it happened, i guess you could say you were headbutted by murphy's law.

You knew you had a mission so you woke up early, while getting dressed your foot got caught on your clothes and you managed to knock your phone out of the nightstand.

Such a short fall wouldn't hurt right? right? Well...The screen cracked a bit on the corner. This was just the start of a series of unfortunate events that happened to you.

Among others there was: tripping on the entrance of building, having the curse you were suppose to exorcise spit something that smelled foul on you, it started to rain heavily before you got to Ichiji and so on.

The first thing you did upon arriving at school was ignoring Maki's greetings and going straight for a shower. Needless to say she was a bit annoyed, but your face didn't look the best so she let it slide.

After your shower you suddenly felt so drained, so much drained that you has you had to drag yourself to the dinning hall. The hall was as noisy as ever, having Yuji and Nobara arguing about something, Megumi sitently trying to eat but failing miserably as Maki slammed the table - when she grabbed the salt it was actually placed upside down with the lid on the bottom. So yeah, all the salt fell into the table - she was mad at Panda and Toge, it wasn't hard to figured one of them did that.

You sat between Megumi and the angry Maki across from Toge and started grabbing your food, so you soon joined Megumi in trying to eat silently.

Megumi asked you about your mission, he looked terribly concerned for you:

Megumi: Y/n-senpai, How was the mission?

Y/N: ... Fine...

Megumi: Were you hurt?

Y/N: No... why?

An unexpected and hurtfully honest comment came from your right:

Maki: Because you look like shit.

You paused for a moment before replying noticing some new attention on you:

Y/N: Thanks... It was a lovely day.

Panda: A rough day, huh?

Nobara: Was the mission that difficult?

Y/N: No...

You could see Yuji fidgeting when he tried to console you:

Yuji: Senpai don't look that bad... maybe a little tired.

Toge: Shake, shake!

You sighed heavily. How bad did you look?

Soon after that they all find different reasons to be loud again, it was like a vicious cycle. Soon after you were done eating you were ready to go to sleep before something else happened.

As you were saying good night to everyone, Toge offered you a dessert. You politly declined, which coming from you was a bit weird, so he exchanged a look with Panda, who shrugged it off.

On you way back to your room, you felt your body very heavy so you were pretty much dragging your self and making a mental note to buy a new phone.

Unfortunaly for you, your wave of bad luck haven't ended yet. You got to your room, got into more comfy clothes and started to make your bed to sleep when... CRASH!

You felt your soul leave your body. you turned around to see a shattered mirror. oh great! You soon heard a knock on the door:

??: Konbu, Konbu!

You sighed as you opened the door to see a very worried Toge:

Y/N : It was just the mirror ...

You stepped back and showed him the million pieces on the floor:

Y/N: guess this means more... like, seven years of bad luck?

The sighed in relief and offered to help you clean. As you both were done picking every single shard, Toge smiled happily at you - a mission accomplished kind of smile.

But you burst out in tears. The poor boy was left terribly confused as you proceeded to explain between sobs and mumbled words all that happened today.

Toge sat there and listened to you cry out your bad luck while rubbing your back. His head was going a million per hour trying to find a way to comfort you.

He can't say anything nice, it didn't seemed like you would read anything he wrote as of right now - and it might make you even more upset, your phone is broken after all - so he decided to go for the only thing he could do: Hug you.

You completly melted in the hug still sobbing a bit, Toge still rubbed your back unti you calmed down:

Y/N: And to top it off, I ended up holding you here, for like an hour!

Despite your sobs having died out you were still clinging to him, and you did not exactly leave any openning for protest either:

Y/N: I just want today to end!

Toge: Shake...

He patted your head and sighed. This time he had to grab his phone and write something. After a bit of typing he showed you the message, that was sent to you:

"It's ok, i don't mind! I can stick around for as much as you want. Are you feeling better?"

Y/N: ... Yes... but it doesn't feel right to take your time like that.

He was typing something again:

" All that matters is that you are better. Besides, i can come around and cuddle whenever you need"

Y/N Cuddle...?

You felt your cheeks burn. The reply made you jump out of your skin:

"Well, a hug is broken off after a while right? This is a cuddle"

Seeing you jump made him laugh silently. You quicky got up and sttuter out something:

Y/N: T-t-that's... true, b-but! We should take this bag full of boken glass away now! It's late...

You couldn't see it, but his ears were red. He giggled watching your nervous self walk away with the bag.

Toge got himself up from the floor and helped you tae the bags outside.

It was a silent trip - you couldn't look at him. But on the way back, before returning to your dorm you thaning him shyly for spending this time with you.

Toge smiled and patted your head. He waved you good night and you wished him the same. When you arrived again in your room, you sighed and saw the messages he had sent you earlier.

Scrolling throuh them you found a more recent one:

" You are welcome, if you need anything say it. The hugs are free for you! Good night"

You felt your face heat up again, but you smiled.

Maybe the end of the day wasn't that bad right...?

---------------------------------------------------------------

Thank you for reading! I feel like i got carried away :D

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #inumaki toge x reader #inugami x reader

[hyunxjinnie]

All your broken pieces (Stray Kids) Chapter 2, "Night terrors."

Summary: Your life was not easy..in fact, it was rather terrible. As a child, you'd gone through emotional and physical abuse, and you'd seen some things you shouldn't have...Your trauma stuck with you throughout you teenage years, and through the current adult years in your life. No one, not even you was willing to deal with you and your trauma, you're broken. Well..that is until a group of guys come and try to save you from the horrible, insufferable depths of your mind.

Warnings: Angst, fluff, Mentions of abuse (emotional and physical), mentions of alcohol and drug addictions, mentions of anxiety and trauma, possible mentions of blood.

You were laying in bed, contemplating whether you would go to work or not.

You really wanted to, but last night you had a horrible nightmare. You woke up screaming, and Noel had come and helped you calm down and tried lulling you back to sleep, but it didn't work.

So, now here you were, exhausted and terrified. You knew it you left the house it'd trigger your anxiety, in moments like these, you were obviously more sensitive and shaken up, so you usually stayed in bed all day.

You groaned as you reached out across the bed to find your phone. After a bit of searching, you found it tangled up in the blanket.

You called Jeongin.

"Hi! What's up?"

"Hey Innie...I can't come today, I'm sick."

You could tell that Jeongin was pouting as he spoke. "Oh..well I hope you get better! Do you need me to come over after my shift?"

"No!" You answered a bit too eagerly. "I mean..no, I'm fine, really! I'll be better by tomorrow."

Jeongin didn't speak for another moment.

Finally, he sighed. "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow! Bye Y/n."

"Bye Jeongin."

You hung up.

The house was eerily quiet, but, you liked it that way.. Usually, whenever Noel was home, she kept the Tv on, because she couldn't sleep without noise, but you, you hated sleeping unless it was completely silent; and for the first few months, when Noel would leave the television on, you'd turn it off in the middle of the night, and it caused constant arguments between the two of you, until Noel had found out about your trauma and put her preferences aside. She had instead decided on using her headphones.

You tucked yourself into bed and tried to get some rest.

...

"Knock knock knock*

You woke up and checked the time. It was 7 pm.

Who the heck would be knocking on your door at 7 pm?

It definitely wasn't Noel, she got off at 8, and usually went out with her friends after work. Maybe she came home early?

You sighed and pushed the covers off your body with a huff.

You grabbed your pepper spray just in case, and went to the front door.

You looked through the peephole and gasped.

"Shit!" you muttered to yourself.

"Y/n open the door, we know you're in there!"

You took a deep breath, fixing your hair and trying your best to look like you hadn't cried your eyes out earlier from a nightmare, but you knew you looked pretty bad, you'd done nothing but sit in bed all day.

You took one more deep inhale and opened the door.

"Jeongin, I told you I was fine! You didn't have to come over, and you didn't have to bring everyone with you!" You whined.

"Yeah well I could tell something was up, and clearly you're not fine." He gestured to you and then let himself in.

You sighed as all the guys practically invaded your apartment. You loved them, but you did not want to deal with eight noisy guys at the moment.

As the guys set down all the food they brought, you went to the bathroom and brushed your teeth and combed out your messy hair. You still had very prominent bags under your eyes, but there wasn't much you could do about that.

When you came out of the bathroom all the guys were sprawled out all over the living room, hanging out.

You sat on the floor next to Felix who gave you a big smile.

You guys all had a good time, talking and laughing, until halfway into the hangout you started zoning out.

"Hey, you okay?" Jisung asked you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

You hummed.

"Guys, I-i think I'm gonna head to bed now..I'm pretty tired. You guys can sleep on the couch, it turns into a sofa bed. An air mattress is in the closet and so are the blankets." You spoke.

You could see the guys looking at you worriedly, but you just walked to your room, unbothered by their stares.

You pulled the covers over your head and lulled yourself to sleep.

...

3:27 am.

That's what time it was when you'd woken up to your own screams.

Then you made your way to the bathroom and into the cabinet under the sink.

You thought you heard someone calling your name, but you couldn't tell, you were out of it.

You sat under the cabinet for about five minutes, and then you heard the door slowly opening.

You panicked, had he finally found you?

You covered your mouth and tried not to breathe.

"I swear I saw her go in here-" a voice spoke. You couldn't identify who it belonged to due to the squeaking sounds of the pipes under the sink, but you didn't even want to know.

You curled into a ball, quiet sobs escaping your mouth, as you desperately tried to hold them in.

And then the cabinet opened.

"Y/n?"

It was Chan.

Your sobs grew louder and you flung yourself into his arms.

"Shh, shh. It's okay." He whispered as he rubbed your back.

You heard someone else entering the bathroom, but didn't dare to look up from where your head rested in Chan's chest.

"She's okay, I got it, go back to bed." Chan spoke to whoever it was.

You sat there on the bathroom floor in Chans arms, in silence for a while.

"Chan?" You quietly called out, your voice hoarse and weak.

"Yes?"

"Please don't tell anyone about this."

"I won't, promise. Just, don't worry about that right now, okay?"

You sighed. "Okay."

...

#bang chan #han jisung #hyunjin #i.n #jeongin #lee felix #lee know #seungmin #skz angst #skz fluff #Skz #skz smut #skz x reader #skz x you #skz imagines #stray kids #changbin #stray kids imagines #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #hyunxjinnie

[eneablack]

OMG TELL US ABOUT THE TRIP PLS

I’m seeing this right after i posted that answer bRO HOW ARE YOU SO FAST-

Anyway I checked and I haven’t talked about it, I only shortly did in my insta stories, so let’s do this.

(long post ahead)

I was doing a trip to the mountains with my family in my void reality (cr) and I desperately wanted to experience it with the marauders too, so I started acting as if I was there with the marauders instead. And after being delusional I woke up there like only a day or two after.

It was the morning day before my birthday and I asked the marauders to go to my house in the mountains to celebrate and have a small vacation together. They agreed right away, wanting to skip school so bad, so we just took James’ car after preparing some stuff (we did this so fast we forgot so many things, like both Peter and James forgot their toothbrush lol so we had to buy them there).

Remus was driving and we fly for like a hour. It was a little chaotic from the start. James kept putting cringy indie italian music (se sei italiano sappi che James stava mettendo solo i Pinguini tattici nucleari) and singing out loud while dancing and just moving A LOT, like he couldn’t stay still for not even a minute. Sirius was talking a lot about everyone, not really in a gossip-y way but more like “i just wanna talk about literally everyone because i’m bored” so we had this long ass chat about all of our classmates and also teachers, he let it all out tbh. Peter was asking some questions from time to time both to Sirius and I if he was interested, but he was mostly chill. Remus did not make ANY noise and was just focused on the direction, he would just shush James from time to time whenever he would cross the line and like scream the lyrics.

Nothing much happened when we arrived beside having lunch and walking around the place. It was very chill actually, it’s a pretty quiet place there so despite James being noisy from time to time it was very comforting and calm overall. We did play a lot of board games (especially at night) like pictionary, mimes and cluedo, and we were so caught up in the game that I didn’t even realise we were making lots of noise so the neighbours knocked on the door and called us out lol.

When we had to go to sleep the first night I had to go with Sirius in one room at the first floor, while James was with Peter in the other one next to us, and Remus was alone on the couch-bed at the second floor. I wanted to use Sirius’ snoring as an excuse to share the couch with Remus ahem but I didn’t want to be desperate so I just kept it to myself.

BUT. BUT. the second night, we bought some beer and it didn’t end up well. With this I mean I got almost drunk cause I have zero tolerance (both in my cr and dr lol it’s pretty embarrassing ngl) but I mean they were too, at least a little tipsy, so I was not fully alone in that. AND. I kept saying that I didn’t want to sleep with Sirius cause he snores so much but I was obviously lying, so I sat on the couch that was fully open into a bed already and I got comfy while they were still talking. Then, I deadass faked that I fell asleep there, hoping that my plan would succeed. And it fucking did.

As I kept my eyes closed I heard them talking about how they were going to sleep since I fell asleep there, and then Sirius got close to my face and asked if I was really asleep (he’s my twin brother i meannnn he just knows everything so he probably figured i was faking) and I remember I told him something like “please help me stay with remus tonight” 😭 this is so embarrassing i’m sorry. So he just told everyone that I was asleep but he didn’t want to share the bed with Remus so this man replied “I could sleep here with Enea” (which is me) AAAAABWEBEB I DIED RIGHT THERE.

Then they all went to sleep. I heard Remus changing next to the couch and then slipping in the covers, not saying a single word (probably because he thought I was asleep, yk, I was a very good actor) and then he just went to sleep as I started to hear his deep breathing after some minutes since he falls asleep so easily. I wanted to do something but I fell asleep like a dumb bitch lol.

But THEN I woke up in the middle of the night and I opened my eyes and, deadass, started staring at him. It was dark but not fully as the windows were open and there was some light outside. He was so beautiful fuck, so pretty I swear. And I got closer. I was staring at him for some minutes till I got some courage (yea sure) and asked if he was asleep. I was very confident just because I was sure he wouldn’t reply buT he did, saying like, “yes I am sleeping, why aren’t you?” and I wanted to act nonchalantly but failed and just told him I wasn’t sleepy. Then he didn’t reply, he just turned over and looked at me. My heart was beating so fast I was like a little girl (I’m a grown ass man) but I didn’t say anything. And lol, he said “you can kiss me if you want” WHATTT. so yea, we kissed. for the second time. and it wassss,, it was cool I mean (my stomach is making flips ah ah ah shut up). And then he made me sleep closer to him, but nothing else happened. In the morning we acted like nothing and didn’t talk about it just like the first time we kissed lol, idk what this means, I’m having so many thoughts about this and not all of them are positive :).

Anyway the rest of the trip was very cool. We stayed for only two nights but it was very fun yet chill. And very relaxing too. It was awesome to skip some school days and just be with them and not think about responsibilities lol.

Some things that happened was that Sirius got catcalled 🧍🏼more than one time, and some of them were even old people, it was so funny tbh we just laughed about it. I also noticed he was very happy overall and I know why, don’t even have to ask him. Him and I grew up in that place and it always feels amazing to be there again, because since we got older we didn’t visit the place as much as we did.

James had lots of fun too, but he always has fun lmaoo so idk. He wanted to visit all the possible places but actually some times he would call us out for being lazy and not walk a lot like him. He told me he wanted to take him back there some day in the winter so that we could ski too.

Peter was actually relaxed and that’s very rare since he’s worrying about things all the time, so I’m glad we did this together and had some chill time. He asked me a lot of question about the house and our memories there, he was very nice.

AHEM maybe I’m writing too much, but nothing much happened, it was mostly this. This experience was so nice, after this I shifted back to cr and I couldn’t go back to my dr and now I changed my destination (I’m going to my waiting room because I just want to chill and relax and not deal with anything) but I miss that place a lot, I’ll shift there again soon maybe in some days or weeks. I’ll let you guys know :)

#shifting realities #reality shifting #shifting #desired reality #success story #shifted #shifting stories #shifting to marauders era #marauders #shifting to harry potter #shifting to hogwarts

[greentrickster]

Oh! Oh, Yue Qingyuan has a qi deviation thanks to not quite knowing how to handle the energies of a female body properly (note: this isn’t a ‘haha, man turns into woman and discovers how hard a female body can be to deal with’ situation, it’s a ‘this man has been holding on by his fingernails for forty years and sprinting towards his breaking point since Tianlang-jun got dug up and this was one detail to keep track of too many’).

Fortunately (for a given value of fortunately), it’s not one that has him baying for blood or on death’s door or anything, it’s a relatively mild one that just leaves him feverish and a bit delirious, with Tianlang-jun swearing and doing his best to replicate the meridian-cleansing YQY has been doing for him with that big ol’ well of spiritual energy his plant body has to make sure this idiot doesn’t die on him or anything. Because everyone would probably blame him and also he hasn’t even fixed the guy enough yet to get his revenge via petty bullying yet. This man is getting such an earful when he’s lucid enough to understand it!

Except when YQY does finally wake up enough to get complained at, he’s still not fully in his right mind or aware of his surroundings.

Oh, and he’s absolutely convinced that Tianlang-jun is Luo Binghe, in spite of the fact that Tianlang-jun is currently woman-shaped.

Tianlang-jun: About time you woke up! You know what I-!

YQY: (dazed) You?

Tianlang-jun: Yes, me! Now-

YQY: Why are you helping me?

Tianlang-jun: What?

YQY: Why are you helping me? It’d be better for you if I was dead.

Tianlang-jun: (mental gears grinding because um, what now, it’s been pretty established at this point in the forced-bonding exercise that they both need each other very very much if they’re going to survive this...?) ...what?

YQY: (curling up on himself a bit) We both know it’s true. You know I love him, and he hasn’t noticed he’s in love with you yet. I’m just another obstacle to get through. Even though he doesn’t remember why I call him ‘Shen Jiu.’ Even though he doesn’t remember that he hates that name and hates me calling him by it and hates me. He doesn’t even remember that I love him, or why he should hate me, he doesn’t remember-!!! (starts crying, not big and noisy or showy, just soft and quiet and utterly heartbroken)

Tianlang-jun: ...

Tianlang-jun: (So, on the one hand, he’s emotionally vulnerable, doesn’t realize who he’s talking to, and in no mental state to consent to doing or saying anything)

Tianlang-jun: (On the other hand, juicy sect gossip about the sect leader, that guy my son’s in love with, and probably my son)

Tianlang-jun: (in his best Binghe impression) Please explain, Sect Boss Yue, perhaps this shizhi can help.

On the one hand, it works! Tianlang-jun is the first person to ever hear the full story of Yue Qi and Shen Jiu’s shared history! Getting all this out there even helps calm these long-time heart-demons enough to get him out of qi deviation and to sleep - success!

On the other hand, it works! And Tianlang-jun gets to stare at the surrounding forest for the rest of the night processing the experience of, “Damn, you live like this bro?!” mixed with “That’s so tragic and romantic, someone should write a play about this!” along with a healthy dose of, “What the hell am I supposed to do with this information? You know, besides tell him to tell that idiot he’s in love with when we get back to the sect. And maybe force him to do it. Purely because this is the main issue this man has and if I can fix this then I can finally start getting him to respond to my teasing properly, and not at all because I relate to this situation in any way, shape, or form and miscommunication tragedies have kinda lost their appeal to me since I discovered everything bad in my live for the past twenty years has been the result of one. I don’t like him or feel sorry for him. I don’t.”

#The Hopeful Hybrid's Househusbanding System #tianlang jun #yue qingyuan #tianyue #scum villain's self saving system #svsss #I don't know HOW these two idiots because the main characters and pair in this AU #but boy howdy they did and they are! #at least for now

[soft-teddybear]

ateez - mornings with s/o

genre: fluff

cw: none that i’m aware of.

summary: how ateez would spend their mornings on a not busy day with the company of their s/o.

disclaimer: this it’s a work of fiction made just for fun with no intention to be rude. It’s just my personal opinion.

members under the cut

seonghwa: you both decided to sleep early since your bodies were in need of extra hours of sleep, seonghwa woke up first, not to early in the morning and got out of bed after a few minutes of properly waking up while cuddling you. he started doing his usual routine as silent as he could because he didn’t wanted to wake you up, and failed. it wasn’t that he was really noisy your body was ready to wake up and it just happened to be at the same time that seonghwa was in the middle of his routine.

then it was your turn of doing your routine and then breakfast time. both of you were in the kitchen looking for the right ingredients for a yummy breakfast.

“what about waffles?” he asked taking out an unused box of waffles flour.

“good idea, good idea”

”i’ll do them while you cut out some fruit, sounds good?”

”yes, but i’ll make coffee first” you replied while making your way to the coffee maker with tired steps.

coffee ready you chopped some strawberries, bananas, raspberries and kiwis, since that was done faster than the waffles you also made the table and with all of that done it was time to have a yummy breakfast with your seonghwa. after you both finished eating it was cleaning time, not your personal favourite but you had to admit the apartment wasn’t in it’s cleanest form and that you loved what came after: a long warm bath with the loving company of your boyfriend, followed by watching tv and reading all day in comfy clothes.

hongjoong: he is so sleep deprived that his body makes him sleep till late every opportunity it’s given. you felt his arms tightly wrapped around your waist mind still dizzy from sleeping so much, since your phone was so far there was no way to really know what time was it and your boyfriend showed no intention on letting you go anytime soon, sleep took over you again.

by the time you woke up again your boyfriend was already up, sitting next to you on bed, face still puffy from sleep and hair messy, looking as cute as always, you sat up carefully before letting your head fall on joong’s shoulder.

”morning, beauty“ he said while petting your head.

”can we still call it morning?” you asked looking out of the window.

”not really” he said laughing “but it’s morning for us. I already ordered some take out, not really on the mood of cooking”

“you always have the best ideas”

you both stayed in the same position for a little bit, but you knew you had to change clothes and brush your hair in order to look a little less messy when the food arrived. it took all of the strength in you to stand up and do all of that, and the same can be said for hongjoong. finally food arrive, you picked it up at the door and took it straight to the bed room where joong was watting with facemaks and a tv show, ready to spend the rest of the ”morning” relaxing with you.

yunho: the alarm went off, forcing you to wake up. finding yourself in the comfortable chest of your boyfriend made you hate that sound more than anything else in the world, your eyes won’t open voluntarily so yunho gave you a small help by standing up and walking to the bathroom. yes, it was pre decided by the both of you days before that you’ll go out for breakfast, but that didn’t meant you felt good with waking up early on a saturday.

After yunho got out of the bathroom it was your turn, your mission was getting ready in record time because hungry was real and so your reservation. you meet yunho on the entrance where he was putting on his shoes.

“ready to go, pretty?” he asked with a smile on his face.

“ready and hungry, handsome” you replied smiling.

he laugh and hold your hand, walking all the way to his car where he opened the door for you before getting in himself and drive all the way to the restaurant. the food was amazing and worth the waking up early. you order small portions of lots of different dishes in order to try many of them sharing them all. for drinks you went with the safe orange juice and a mocha frappe, while yunho ordered a latte and a milkshake. since the restaurant was near a park you decided to take a walk around it, holding hands being the envy of the single person, and some couples, with your matching but not identical outfits and the loving eyes in both of your faces.

yeosang: those kind of days usually could go in two different ways, sleep in late because you’re too tired or waking up early to do some work out together, usually you talk about it before going to bed in order to put an alarm, or don’t. ether choice you usually take a shower together after, if it is to force the sleep to get out of your bodies or if it is to wash away the sweat depends on the first activities of the day but that shower it’s a pretty bonding time, after dressing up in comfy matching clothes comes breakfast, done by yourself because you want to protect your kitchen of yeo’s cooking habilites, or lack of them.

”what do you want to do now?” you asked after you both finished breakfast and cleaning the kitchen.

“video games and skin care?” yeo suggests and smiles happily when he sees you nod quickly.

that’s when you move to the leaving room, turn the tv and video game console on and get on the couch, cuddling between the soft cushions, playing the games while the time of the face or eyes makes go, always an easy mode because games are supposed to be funny and not stressful, even less on a day like that. after that, if there’s enough time and materials you like to do some journaling, like a game or a drama review, or a diary spread to get those thoughts out of your minds and relax.

san: he wakes up with so much energy you can just wonder how it’s that possible, but you can’t deny his energy it’s contagious so he takes you to a walk around a park near your house, he’s holding your hand the whole time as if he’s scared he’s going to lose you if he let’s go. as expected, you get hungry after some minutes walking around.

“are you craving something in special?” he asked looking at you softly, feeling hungry too.

“strawberry cake” you replied after thinking about it for a bit “i don’t really care where is it form, are you craving something?”

“something sweet, wanna go to the café near here?”

you nodded softly, not really in the mood to walk a lot with a hungry stomach. still holding hands you walk to that café and order your breakfast, the strawberry cake and a warm tea for you and an iced americano and chocolate crepés for san. you both started talking while eating, finishing your food way before you wanted to leave so it was time for a second round of food, brownies and carrot cake, until you both decided it was time of leaving. but since you enjoyed san’s company so much you really didn’t wanted to let him go, so you suggested going to the mall to look around the stores and that’s what you did. san took the opportunity to spoil you by buying you some gifts, even thought you often told him it wasn’t necessary. to make him stop spending so much you decided to go to the movies and have popcorn as a meal.

mingi: you both needed a rest day, when his free days aligned with yours it was a perfect opportunity you won’t let go. you both planned that day for so long that waking up with mingi’s arm around you, holding you close, felt like a dream come true and he couldn’t agree more. mingi was so comfortable in bed that he didn’t wanted to move, holding you even closer when you attempted to stand up to make breakfast.

“come on, baby. i really need to cook” you said trying to convince your boyfriend to let you go, but he only replied by hiding his face on your neck “if you let go i’ll make your favourite breakfast”

“and?” he replied, making you think what else you could offer to make him cooperate.

“i let you pick what are we going to wear”

he let a sight out and move his arms “ i was going to do it anyways but i’m starting to get hungry”

you got out of bed and made your way to the kitchen, where you gather all of the ingredients before cooking. you were half way there when you felt some arms around you waist, was mingi limiting your movement? yes. did you thought it was cute? also yes. with breakfast done it was time for eating, he didn’t wanted to let go but hunger was stronger than him. you both ate in silence, probably thinking this way you were going to finish and start with the day you had planed faster. after eating and cleaning the dishes it was bath time, were you got to cuddle in the warm water smelling great thanks to the bath bombs. then you wore matching pijamas chose by mingi and spend the rest of the day watching comfort movies and cuddling.

wooyoung: it was long ago since the last time you sleep together so he wanted to make it extra special by waking you up with breakfast in bed, where he could get to cuddle you while eating. the noise woke you up, so by the time he entered the room with the food you were awake and ready to go to the kitchen to get something to eat. you thought it was so sweet of him for doing this and wasted no time in letting him know.

“baby, thank you. you didn’t needed to do this“

“i know, but i wanted to” he replied while he sitting next to you carefully since he didn’t wanted to do a mess.

“that’s really sweet” you replied smiling.

“not as sweet as this food” he said taking a bit with your fork “here, try it” and he took the food right to your mouth “is in the best breakfast you’ve ever had?”

you pretended to think about it for a long time just to annoy him, thing that worked “is it or not?” wooyoung asked almost yelling.

“it is” you said laughing and tried to get your fork back, but wooyoung had other plans: continue to feed you.

a few more bites in you noticed how your boyfriend’s food was still untouched, so you decided take his fork and do the same for him, looking back at it you’ll think it was way too cheesy, but at that moment you both where happy and comfortable, feeling loved and taken care of.

jongho: it was early in the morning when you woke up, still a bit cold but perfectly warm and comfy between the blankets and your boyfriend’s arms, with mind still hazy from sleep you both got out bed to get changed to sporty clothes since you were going together for a morning walk to be active and have an excuse to buy breakfast form a café near your apartment. and that’s what you did for the first part of the morning, before you arrive home tired but with your coffees and pastries and went straight to the shower, you let jongho get in first and while you showered he got the food and things ready.

“all clean?” he asked when he saw you get out of the shower.

”clean and ready to eat” you replied sitting next to him in the couch were he had placed the pastries in a pretty plate and soft music was playing from his phone, making a really relaxing atmosphere.

“then let’s start” he said handing you your food before getting the one for himself.

eating was a calming time, were you got to enjoy your food without the pressure of talking, just music and each other’s company. it was a really calming time, away from the noise of your daily routines and pressure of constantly having to fill the silence. after you finished eating you decided to keep the vibe and read together, since you both had books that you were really exited to finish. and there you had the best closing of your morning, cuddling with your boyfriend in the couch, while reading, soft background music playing helping you to clean your mind of the daily life worries.

n/a: trying a new format high key scared of how it will turn out.

#ateez fic #ateez fluff #ateez scenarios #ateez reactions #kpop fic #ateez seonghwa #ateez hoongjong #ateez yunho #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez mingi #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #rosie writes #ateez imagines

[pbandjesse]

Today was great but I am so tired right now. Also crazy full. I ate to much today. But it was in the pursuit of spending time with my family. And it was a really great time.

I slept alright. Deeply. And woke up at 8 the first time to see a text from my mom that they were on their way. And I went back to sleep for an hour.

I woke up for real around 9 and felt pretty good. But my hair was dirty and I was struggling with my outfit.

I would end up back in the denim dress I wore earlier this week. I tried shortening it and ended up chopping a bit extra off and I would have to hem it interestingly later on. But I for now I was ready for my parents to come!

I would run around with the vacuum and just made sure I would feel proud to show off the house. I set up the screen in the backdoor so they could have all the nice natural light. And then I waited in the studio for them to come. I would start sewing the noses on my mice plush. And after I finished the second one my mom knocked on the door.

I was so happy to see them. Dad was a little wobbly but he made it up the stairs. The door did close in his face from the air pressure of the back door being open. Oopsie.

I gave them the grand tour. We spent a lot of time in the studio showing them all my organization and the things I've made of collected. I got to brag about my tanks and the handle I am finally getting in the snails. It was great.

And they seemed so proud and excited. And best of all the seemed to really like it and all the work we've done. Dad looked at all the construction/builder details and he felt like the house was good. Mom said it feels solid. And I agree. It doesn't creek or shake or sway or anything. It is solid and quiet.

That's something they pointed out. How quiet this area seems. And it so most of the time. A few hours a day as people are coming home or gets a little noisy. But it is mostly just quiet.

We went through the whole house. I talked about my builds and diy choices and mistakes. Dad was impressed by the catio. Mom and dad thought my pressure fit screen door was very funny. We were having a great time.

About an hour after they got there we finished the tour and we all hung out on the couch and talked and it was really nice. They requested coffee and since I don't actually know how to make coffee starting from just the beans I suggested we go out.

I thought we were looking at cafe level of restaurant, mom looked at the map and suggested Broadway Diner. More meal then I was expecting but I love it there so you don't have to ask me twice.

I drove us there. But before we even got to the car we were laughing so stupid hard because Dad's leg was falling off and he almost fell over into our neighbor's car and me and mom were hysterical and we're struggling to breathe we were laughing so hard.

When we finally got dad to the car we were off and would figure out putting his leg back on once we got there.

We were miscommunicating about parking. So we had some issues giving Dad the space to put the leg on. So I moved the car to a different area and mom was able to help Dad get the leg settled. I am very surprised that it's just vacuum fit, and knowing that, I am not very surprised that it falls off. I hope they can figure something out.

Our lunch was great. But we ate to much. Mom got this stuffed French toast that tasted incredible. Dad got strawberry pancakes. It was just really nice. And it was a lot of fun talking through me and James upcoming trip. And insurance and them telling me stories about scammers and doctors and things in their lives. I was just so happy they were here. We had a nice long meal. And Dad was able to walk to the spot I parked and didn't even need me to move. Proud of him for pushing through.

I took them back towards our house but went the long way around the park so they could see how nice it is. And the kite festival was going on so the park looked so full of activity and things going on and that was just so nice. Seeing it in it's best light.

We got back to the house and I was able to park just out front. And we decided we would take an hour little rest. Which was just fine with me.

I set up our guest bed and got dad an eye mask. And they were the first ones to use the day bed all the way open and they said it was pretty comfortable so that made me feel good.

I could hear them snoring soon. I would spend that time chilling in my bed. I didn't sleep but it was nice to just scroll on my phone and be quiet.

And right before 4 we got up. Redressed. And ready to go meet James.

We did not need to eat. We were all still very full. But I wanted my parents to get to see James too. And so we made that snackrifice.

We drove in separate cars so they could jump right on the highway. And we went to little Havana.

My phone wouldn't connect to the car screen but eventually I figured out how to wedge my phone in the clock space and was able to use my GPS without much trouble.

And we got to the restaurant 15 minutes later. And James was right there!! Was so happy to see them.

I joked with the hostess about making sure we had a table on the floor and not a high top because Dad's leg could fall off.

And we got a nice seat and a really nice waitress. And James got a steak sandwich. And Dad got black bean soup and mom got crab dip and I got avocado wantons. And we would all eat about half.

Everything was so good though. I had some of Dad's soup and it was a little burning but black beans ads always boring. Salt helped. I had a few spoonfuls but I wasnt that hungry. I would end up taking most of my wontons home. I'll have them with eggs tomorrow.

We all talked and it was just nice being together. And I got James to take our picture right before they hit the road. I got big hugs and felt really happy as we said goodbye. Even though I missed them already.

Me and James had to stop at the museum for their stuff. But James would drive us home and I was happy to be there.

When we got back we got to see our neighbors as they were getting their food delivery. There was so confusion with their driver. But it was sorted out and we got inside.

We would just chill for a bit. But I would ask to hang some shelves in James's room. I would also sort out box of extra cords because I knocked it over early. But it's nice and neat now.

I wasn't able to help as much as I wanted with hanging the shelves because I couldn't reach but I helped with tools and leveling and such and James hung then and they look great. It's pretty great to see another thing come together.

We would chill and have sweets and I was entirely to full. But I was having fun and James was being so sweet and I was just really happy. I would fix the hem I cut off my dress so it has a finished edge now. And I fed the animals and cuddles Sweetp and danced with James and it was so lovely.

I would take a bath soon. I also washed my hair. And now I am clean and in bed and really happy but also super tired. So I will soon sleep.

Tomorrow is the next puhtok open house. And I'm looking forward to it. I am also hoping to stop at second chance in the morning. But we will see how I feel when I wake up. Hopefully just fill of energy.

I hope you all have a great sleep. Good night everyone!!!

[ayiexer]

𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 | 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝙿𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚇 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 | 𝙱𝚢: 𝙰𝚢𝚒𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚛

2. 𝙰 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚠 𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚜.

Nami, for some reason, couldn't sleep at all. She woke up at 5 in the morning and couldn't go back to bed. She found her self looking at the Botanist next to her. Nami offered [Name] to sleep at her bed since it was big enough for the two of them..

It was currently 7 in the morning, the sun was hitting [Name]'s skin making her look like she's glowing. She looked like gold. [Name] moved a little, rubbing her eyes. Nami quickly closed her eyes, her head turning away from the girl next to her, blushing.

I rubbed my eyes, opening them. 'Nami's bed was comfortable, but she kept tossing and turning last night. I hope she got some sleep.' I looked at Nami, 'she was so pretty.' I felt a light tint of pink shade my cheeks as i looked away, noticing that her blanket had fallen off her, i quickly put the blankets on her and stood up to do my morning routine.

Nami blinked, feeling her blush getting redder at the sweet gesture.

It was quiet and sunny today, i missed the days when i walked in the woods admiring the plants back in my village. I noticed Zoro the swordsman who was training, he glanced at me and nodded at me "..Good morning." I smiled at him.

I walked in the kitchen and there stood Sanji who was making pancakes. "Good morning, sweet heart. Did you sleep well?" He smiled sweetly at me. '.. Sweetheart..?' I blushed at the nickname. "Yeah..uhm, do you need help with anything?" I offered playing with my fingers.

I would like to make friends with my crew, I'll be staying with them for a long time after all and Sanji seemed to be a good guy. "Yes please, could you please wake up the others?" I smiled and nodded, heading for the mens room where Luffy and Usopp slept.

I opened the door, to see Luffy on the floor, snoring and sleeping peacefully. I poked the rubber man but it did nothing. "Luffy..luffy? Luffy... breakfast is-" before i could finish, the man suddenly jolted awake, his eyes wide. "Food?" "Y-yeah?" He quickly stood up and ran outside screaming. "FOOD!!"

I blinked as Usopp also woke up, sweating. "W-what happened!?" "Break fast is ready." I smiled at him.

We both arrived at the kitchen as Nami smiled at me, patting the seat beside her. Sanji served our pancakes and i saw Luffy's mouth water while was Zoro the last to sit down.

Usopp eyed my pancakes and suddenly stood up. "Hey!! Why did [Name] and Nami get 7 pancakes while we have 5!?" He said pointing at Sanji. "Yeah!!" Luffy said stuffing 3 pancakes in his mouth, and stretched his arm to get one of mine

"HEY LUFFY! THAT ISN'T YOURS!!" Sanji barked and slapped Luffy behind his head. I giggled as Nami sighed irritated with the noisy men. I ate my pancakes, closing my eyes as i felt like i was eating clouds because of how fluffy they are.

✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖ ✖

I was sitting on the floor next to Usopp and Luffy. We were in the main deck along with Nami and Zoro (who was sleeping). I was reading and taking notes on my journal while Usopp was making a mini catapult. The 2 of us were having a nice conversation. Usopp was a very funny guy, and he was nice to talk to.

I was also lifting two books in the air, trying to train myself to lift more heavier objects so i can help Luffy and the others when we get attacked. My head pounded while i try to focus on my book, for the pass few hours, Luffy kept lunging at the books that was levitating in the air, trying to capture it like a cat.

"Yes!! All done." The long nosed man cheered as he admire his work, he glanced at [Name]. He blinked noticing how pretty the Botanist was, he blushed as he felt his heart beating faster, he looked back at his catapult to calm down.

"Usoppppp, play with meee" Luffy whined for the 100th time as he collapsing on the floor in a starfish position, getting bored of trying to chase the books that was levitating, he glanced at [Name]. "Oi, crybaby can you play with me??" Luffy asked bluntly as Nami threw an orange at the back of the captains head, "Luffy!! Have some respect!" She hissed.

I giggled "It's okay Nami." I tore a piece of paper from my journal and tore the paper into two and crumpled it. "Me and the children back in Lule used to play this with flower petals but paper will do."

I smiled as i placed one of the crumpled piece of paper infront of Luffy as he sat up looking at the paper, turning his head to the side, confused.

"I don't think there's a name for the game, but the game is to see who's faster at moving the paper the farthest." (Forgive me if you don't understand, English isn't my first language ^ᴗ^)

"that's easy!!" Luffy said, huffing. "Yeah, but! You need to move the paper by doing this." I slapped my hand on the wooden floor, a small gust of wind causing the paper to move a little.

"Okay!!" Luffy stretched his hands, he smacked his hand on the ground causing the crumpled papers to fly off the ship and Usopp's catapult to tip over. "Hey!! That's cheating!!" I turned to look at the rubber boy, he grinned at me.

"Hey i think i see an Island." Zoro said as Luffy shifted his attention to the island and stretched his arms and gripped the railings, causing him to fly forward. "What Island is that??"

"I just told you the other day." Nami answered, walking next to Luffy. I walked near the the rubber man.

"So that's the island where Lougetown is!" Usopp exclaimed "It's a pretty big town right?" Sanji asked, as he lit his cigarette. "Yeah, that's what i heard." Nami said.

"Then it sounds like there will be a market with fresh ingredients." I turned to him, "Can i help you?" I smiled at him as he faced me. "Sure, why not?"

#one piece #straw hats pirates #straw hats x reader #op luffy #luffy x reader #op zoro #zoro x reader #nami x reader #op nami #op usopp #usopp x reader #op sanji #sanji x reader #op chopper #nico robin #robin x reader #op brook #op jinbe #one piece strawhats

[pastery1]

Hi, its me again, can you this time do UNDEAD tk hc?

Love my previous hc of eden, so if you can i would be glad

Love u 🌹❤️

A/N: Tysm bestie, I kinda like when u guys give me asks since I'm having writer's block. So yh, I will do "Undead".

Enstars Tickle Hcs (Part 9)

*

UNDEAD:

*

Rei Sakuma:

He's a giant tickle monster when it comes to his little brother, Ristu, but he is extremely ticklish himself. His teammates got him good one time, even his brother helped a little.

"Ugh close my coffin, u pests."

"Not until u come hang w/ us, Rei!" Koga exclaimed.

"Come on u vampire," Karou tried to pull him out of his coffin, but he wouldn't budge.

"U guys r so fucking noisy, let me rest in peace."

"They have a point Rei. Come out and tan. Yk, live a little." Adonis agreed as well.

"Ugh..." Rei tried to roll over on his side, but failed due to little space.

"I actually know what will persuade him to get out of the coffin. Believe it or not ur little brother told me," Koga smirked.

He ran his fingers up from Rei's thighs to his sides, and squeezed them, earning a squeak from the latter. "ACK!! No... Don't..."

"Boys..." Koga motioned to the other two.

"On it," They complied.

They all started scribbling everywhere on the lee's torso, even managing to get his feet from time to time.

"AHAHAHAHAH!!! STOP!"

Ritsu walked past their room, js staring at them. "U should get his knees, that'll make him fold." Then he walked off.

'That damn brat. Oh he will get what's coming for him.'

"His knees, u say?" Adonis did js that and squeezed his knees, "U gonna come chill with us now?!"

"YEHEEHHEEHEHEHEHHEHEHESSSSSSSSS!!! PLEASE ST-STO-STAHAP!!! *Wheezes* Can....CAN'T.... BREATHE!!! *Snorts*"

Rei hates tickling anyone besides his little brother js bc Ritsu is the only one who giggles while being tickled, and it's fucking adorable. Plus he has this whole thing that he hates noisy things, so tickling ANY of his teamates is out of the question. The only time he actually will consider tickling them is when he tickles their least ticklish spot js to make them giggle. It's like music to his ears. He also hates being tickled as well bc he giggles pretty loudly, more like laughter if we're being specific. His death spot is his knees, ofc. He's the second ticklish person out of his group, may I remind u. And everything abt him being ticklish is adorable.

Karou Hakaze:

Him having nightmares and being ticklish is the best thing that ever happened to him. His older brother, Hiroshi, and older sister, Hana, (completely different names, dk they're actual names), would always cheer up the younger when he comes in their room, crying, saying that he had a nightmare.

Karou woke up sweaty and out of breath. He checked the time on his clock and noticed that it was 11:24 pm. He got another terrible dream so he was gonna descretly walk into his older siblings room to see if they're awake.

He quietly knocked on the door to not wake up his parents, with Hiroshi on the other side telling him that he can come in.

He walked in v shyly, like he always looked after having a nightmare, and his older sister noticed this, "Hey, Karou... did u hv another nightmare?"

He nodded his head with a quite, "mhm."

"Alr... come sit by me and we can watch a movie." Hana patted the empty space beside her, as Hiroshi walked over to sit by Karou on Hana's queen size bed."

"What do u wanna watch?" Hana grabbed the remote from Hiroshi.

"Hey!"

"Karou had a nightmare, he can choose what he wants to watch."

"He better be glad I don't hit 6 yr olds," Hiroshi mumbled under his breath, but was still audible for Hana to hear.

"What was that?!" Hana squeezed Hiroshi's side

"*Gasp* Nothing nvm."

"That's what I thought," But then it clicked to his older sister, the thing that always cheered him up.

She quietly squeezed Karou's side earning a squeak from the youngest.

"We know how much u like getting tickled, so do u want us to do it to u?"

Karou looked up at the two, and relaxed, "Yes... please..."

Hana lightly traced Karou's chubby stomach, squishing and playing w/ it.

"Heheheheheh......" Karou giggled.

Hiroshi continued to put on Spongebob so he can watch it while the other two was playing.

Karou leaned more into the touch, giggling his adorable heart away, "Thahahahnks guys..."

"It's no biggie. We'll do anything to make our cute little brother happy." The girl said, continuing to tickle his belly, but sliding up to his neck.

Karou pushed the offending hand away, js to bring it back to his stomach, "Js my... tummy... big sis."

"Oh, sry mb."

The night ended with giggles, and an awful tickle attack on the older brother.

Yes he was 6 yrs old, but he still likes getting tickled. Not necessarily where he asks for them, no, too embarrassing, but he will js instigate a tickle fight amongst his band. He will wreck ur shit if u get tickled by him, unspoken by the other three on his team. His death spot is his neck, obviously, so that's the only place he won't allow u to tickle him. He usually tickles his older brother when he sees them again, but afterwards he gets wrecked like usual, but he secretly doesn't mind it either. His laugh is v melo and chilled, but if u get his neck it's very loud and chaotic.

Koga Oogami:

(I js realized I fucked up his whole personality on Rei's hc, so js bare w/ me on this one.) Koga... Koga.... He's fucking ticklish, the most ticklish may I remind u? He got wrecked once as well, by Karou and Adonis, sometimes Rei if he's feeling it, heck even his roomate tickled him too.

Everyone was chilling in Koga's room, Rei, Karou, Adonis, and Tatsumi. Koga went to go take a shower while the others played mario kart.

"Where is Koga? It's so boring," Karou signed.

"He went to take a shower, dumbass." Tatsumi replied in a hateful tone.

"Watch it."

He later came out, with a towel covering his downstairs, and his exposed abs drenched in water.

Rei was mesmerized by the latter, "Wow, how r u more jacked than me?!"

"I work out dumbass."

Karou went to go slide his finger down the others' abs, ideky...

"Hey! Did I give u permission to touch me?!"

"Sry, Koga, ur abs js felt like steel."

"That's so fucking weird..."

Now that Karou mentioned that, Tatsumi wanted to feel it to, so he squeezed the men's side to see if it felt rock hard, only to be caught out of his trance by a startled yelp.

"CUT IT OUT! U MORONS!!!!"

"I think we have a ticklish person in here~"

"That's ridiculous, everyone in here is ticklish, Tatsumi!"

"Yh, but ur more ticklish, Rei. Karou barely touched ur abs and u js jumped a mile away. I barely squeezed u, and u Squealed!!!"

Adonis and Rei were now staring at a worried boy.

Ofc, Rei wanted no part in it, so he js sat on the bed.

Karou took Koga's arms under his arms, and Adonis and Tatsumi started to tickle his sides and stomach.

"Wow, dude, did u not dry off? Ur soaking wet." Tatsumi asked, sliding a finger around the outlines of his abs.

"Stahahhahap!"

"Wow, u feel so smooth," Adonis squeezed his sides.

"Pleehehehehease, stop guys!"

"Nope we're having fun with u~" Karou cooed.

No matter how much I like this guy as a character, he is a complete dick when it comes to tickling w/ this men. He hates it, like legit. Since he hates anything that's cute, and tickling is considered cute and adorable to most ppl including him, he only tickles ppl when he wants to torture them. Like, wreck their worst spot until they either cave, piss themselves, or pass out. U should run, and run fast, if u find out he's in a ler mood for the wrong reasons. He hates it when other ppl tickle him though, hypocrite. His worst spot is his abs (Ik his abs is like his stomach, but all u gotta do is trace them and he'll be laughing non stop). His laugh is v high pitch and adorable, which is another reason y he hates being tickled, he js doesn't like being called cute.

Adonis Otogari:

Adonis isn't really ticklish anymore. I mean, after he got tickled every hour of every day by his 3 older sisters, he kinda js grew out of it tbh. His sisters r really bummed out abt it too, bc they loved hearing his giggles and laugh. He hated being tickled though, js bc they would constantly do it, tag teaming him, making him look like a fool infront of all his friends, and they basically wouldn't give him enough time to breath, nearly passing out one time. His friends tried tickling him once, but realized he didn't give enough reaction towards it, so they stopped doing so. He would tickle everyone and likes being the ler more than the lee, so he's kinda glad he's not ticklish anymore. He would only tickle u if u ask for it bc he likes making peace and making everyone happy, but u can't be happy if u hate tickling. Though, later on he realized ppl can be v shy or insecure of asking to be tickled, so he will js tickle u, but if u show any signs of hating it he would automatically stop. And, if u like being tickled but can't stand it for a long period of time, he will give u a safeword in case u need it. He js rlly respects ppls boundaries and don't wanna make them uncomftorable. When he was ticklish, his worst spot was his wrists leading up to his palms. And he was more ticklish than Koga, which was not good for anyone who hates being tickled. And his laugh was always bubbly and contagious, Idcy u wouldn't wanna tickle this cute, little, adorable lee.

#lee #ticklish #anime tickle #anime #ler #tickle #tickle headcanons #ensemble stars #ensemble stars hcs #ensemble stars tickle #Rei Sakuma #Ticklish Rei #Karou Hakaze #Ticklish Karou #Koga Oogami #Ticklish Koga #Adonis Otogari #Ler Adonis

[blessings-out-of-chaos]

Brain spasms

Hello, beautiful void. Do you remember that "all over the place"-ness i mentioned in my last post? Well, please keep that in mind for me today. I will try my best to remain on one track today. BUT, if i were you, I wouldn't hold me too tightly to that. Sorry.

*Attention to trigger warnings concerning DV and/or drug/alcohol addiction.*

I feel like I know something is triggering me here lately. Over the last few weeks, I recognize that I'm harder than usual to live with. I know SOMETHING is triggering me but I'm not sure what. I'm having difficultly recognizing if I'm just being triggered or if I'm just having the onset of a depressive phase. OR if me being triggered is triggering a depressive phase. (I'm sick of the word "trigger.")

I'm not a morning person at all and once I wake up it takes at least until the sun comes up until I become an approachable person. Otherwise, it is pretty well known to keep your distance from me unless I approach you first. Now, I have always been like this but in recent years, I feel as though it has been magnified by 1000. It is worse if I am rudely awakened, if I am gently woken up then I'm fine. If it's not gentle though, you get a toss up of who you have to deal with until I can "human" the right way.

With this in mind, my boyfriend whom I live with, has grown accustomed to this and we make it work. He wakes up before me so he can get his alone time cause he LOVES mornings for some reason and to get some coffee in him. He gets time to himself to enjoy while also not having to worry about me waking him due to my noisy ass. When I wake up he keeps to himself on the couch until I am ready to go get my morning snuggle from him. His big hugs always help me feel better and calm me down when I feel like I just want to be destructive so I always make sure I get one of those hugs in the beginning of my day. And when I don't go out of my way to get one, he comes after me to get it cause he knows I need it.

I hate that though. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate his hugs. I hate that he can't approach me in the mornings. I hate that I hate people in the mornings and I feel like such a feral animal before the sun comes up. I have tried to just be different in the mornings and easier to deal with but that just ends up making the mornings uglier for us than if we just do it the way we do it. I know why I hate the morning time. We have to wake up before the sun comes up. I hate the dark, I hate waking up in the dark. Especially if it isn't a gentle wake. And my alarms are not gentle cause, haha, they don't wake me up. So Monday through Friday it is an abrupt alarm while the sun is still sleeping. And if I feel I didn't sleep well the night before, you can just throw in the towel.

I hate waking up because in my abusive relationship, sleep was my ex's weapon too. Pause for one second, let's give my ex a "name", we will call him T from here on out. Ok, unpause. T used sleep as one of his main weapons. I think out of all the abuse he inflicted upon me, sleep was the worst one. When he would allow me to sleep, I always woke up to him screaming and yelling at me as he would pull me out of bed. I woke up once to him carrying me out by my shirt to put me out the door, and in doing so he ripped my shirt exposing me and locked me out with my breast hanging out in the middle of the night in an unsafe area of town. The sun was not up and I had no idea what I had done cause I was fucking sleeping. As you can imagine, on those days, I had to be immediately ready for a fight without even knowing why. Sure, more often than not, I never knew what we were fighting about or why he was mad at me but it was worse in the mornings cause I'm not even awake yet. I don't know what is going on or why he is being how he is so no chance to prepare those floating shoes that glide over egg shells. I got tossed out the bed landing face first on ALL the egg shells, squashing them all.

So today when I took a nap and my boyfriend opened the door too loudly while talking in a loud voice it instantly woke me and before I could toss the blanket off me I was prepared to fight. My boyfriend does know that I have difficulties but he doesn't know how bad it can get when it comes to my sleep. He just knows that after years of struggle I can finally sleep through the night without sleep aids but still prefer to have at least headphones because the slightest noise will still wake me and leave me in a panic. He is a considerate person when I'm sleeping so he doesn't know how much it can affect me when those rude wake ups happen. Today was only the second time it has happened in the 2 years we have been together. But it did blow up a little.

I'm sure that "little" to me though, may not be so little to him.

....I hate self reflection, cause when I do, I usually realize how much of an asshole I was. My survival side is an absolute bitch. But I can't keep putting my family through my roller coasters and my inability to cope once my mask starts to slip. So I can at least say that I am making moves to seek out help yet again from a shrink. I just hope I find one that actually got into their career for the love of helping people and not one that is quick to write them off. There are a lot of those who just write people off here, how do I know? Cause I been through them. I just need to remember to have to courage to do this for myself and that I deserve to find peace. No matter how much I blame myself for all that has happened.

My family deserves to have the best me I can provide to them so I can't give up on myself. And I have to find a way to convince myself that I, too, deserve to have the best me I can provide myself.

I am 3 and a half years post abuse and just as long since he last put his hands on me but I still hear him in my ears everyday and still fear his return. I pray I can find a way to silence him once and for all and exercise this self inflicted demon that haunts my thoughts and dreams.

#abuse survivor #domestic violent relationships #escape #haunted

[silentsundown]

Past the initial shock of meeting each other, Aiganym and her fellow amateur sleuth decided to go sit in the kitchen and talk. After all, it was very unlikely they'd be disturbed, and being two was better than being alone in case something were to come up.

"Aiganym? That's a pretty name."

"It means "moon queen". A khanym is the wife of a khan."

"My name's Leslie. Leslie Holland. I don't have anything to do with the Dutch, or the flying Dutchman, or going Dutch… or Dutch cheese, or just Holland really."

"Oh, I think Mrs Roswell told me about you. I went to see her recently, and she told me how she sheltered you one night…"

"Oh yeah! This woman is so sweet. When I woke up in her guest room, I was a bit scared, understandably, but she was really good to me and I felt safe there. Her pancakes are to die for, and besides, the manor is pretty neat. Now I like to visit her from time to time, I bring her flowers or some cookies. I don't usually like religious people, but she's an exception for me. My friends call her the old church lady."

"The old church lady" Aiganym chuckled. "Well, at least she's good company. I wonder what she's doing with her husband."

"Love is blind... and maybe he wasn't a creepy cowboy in his youth. I caught him staring at my friend at the park, and I guarantee that if I hadn't been there and my other friend too, he would've approached her. Dude looks like he thinks he's in a western movie or something."

"You live with your friends, right?"

"Yeah, my two best friends. Alice and Mark. They're a year or so older than me. We met at Foxbury Institute. When I met them, or rather, met Alice, they were dating, but they broke up in senior year of college and remained good friends. We came to Strangerville to explore ourselves and have fun, kinda. Big city life is… meh. You know? Just that meh feeling. The same old shit, the same grey concrete, always noisy, at least here it's quiet even if it's hot in the day."

"Oh, the heat isn't too much of a problem for me. Where I come from, the summers are really hot, and the winters really cold. I've got good genes."

"Have you met the guy with a pasta strainer on his head?" asked Leslie.

"Yeah, Erwin."

"He's a former classmate of ours. Nice guy really, I liked geeking around with him, but he but only got weirder with the years. When I saw that he was working at that curio shop thing, I went up to him, we caught up with each other, and I bought him a shiny pomegranate of sorts. He told me it would be a bit unwise to eat it, but I was curious, and I really shouldn't have been... I mean, it was tastier than the real thing, but it gave me a sort of illness."

"Oh, yeah, my wife's friend had the juice at the base and was sick a bit after…"

"Yeah, it didn't sit well in my stomach either, but I didn't throw up. I just heard those weird whispers when going to sleep and that's when I sleepwalked, went outside, and Mrs Roswell found me. Now my friends lock all doors to the outside at night."

"Good plan. My wife's friend also does that. You just wouldn't want to end up running outside in your underwear. Or worse, naked."

"I mean, if she's hot…"

"If your type is slightly shorter than you, muscular, tan skin, black hair, blue eyes, and a bit of a dork, you'd like her. I find her pretty, but… my wife is the hottest, for real."

"Oh no, not my type. I have a thing for chubby girls with glasses, the nerdy type. I mean, I'm a bit of a nerd myself, re-converted into a writer. I used to mess around with computers, but I hate it now… I've found a new love in writing satirical short stories. But that Strangerville town kinda inspires me to write a book about mysterious plants growing around town. I came here to the lab to look for inspiration, pretty much. I don't care where that stuff is from, as long as it gives me something to write about. Ah and also, I like trolling people on the internet, it's funny."

"I've written poetry, but I prefer to read it rather than write it. I would read some to my wife at the hospital when we first met. I prefer painting though. I've got quite good at it over the years, and it gives us extra money. Besides, my plants are my babies. My garden is full of various fruits and vegetables."

"Wow, you could survive an apocalypse", marveled Leslie. "It's good being self-sufficient. My friends have tried planting stuff, but it didn't germinate…"

"Oh, perhaps you just need to try again and give it more water", Aiganym suggested. "Don't water when the sun is up though, it'll burn your sprouts. Always water when the light has fallen."

"Well.." said Leslie in embarrassment, "we actually drowned the plants."

"Okay, less water then. It's a learning curve really. I killed all my first plants back when I started. I can help you if you want."

"That'd be really cool. Mark especially wants to have some good fruit and veggies. I think we'd be in need of a helping hand."

⚛ 》 》 》 ◆ 《 《 《 ⚛ 》 》 》 ◆ 《 《 《 ⚛

Previous ~ Chronological ~ Next

#ts4 #simblr #strangerville #ts4 simblr #aiganym kudaibergenova #ts4 strangerville #strangerville storyline #ts4 story #ts4 storytelling #leslie holland

[kagayakimasu]

.

#so a friend got really drunk last night #and that guy i kinda had a crush on was sort of taking care of him #cause he was crying and fighting with people and stuff #and he texted me asking what time id be coming to work today because they were there and he had to go to his other job at some point #that was like 8am this morning #my friend had been drinking all night and my crush was taking care of him since 5am when he finished his shift #i was already up and i lowkey wanted to see his pretty face so i went to work two hours earlier #to make sure my friend wasnt dying and also to see his pretty :/ face :/ #and when i got there they were both sleeping #and the door is pretty noisy so when i got in he woke up #and like #that boy had had like one hour of sleep #but his smile when he saw me #i keep seeing it in my head and my heart starts racing #im in deep trouble with this crush #it was like as impactful as onews smile?? #like in a really different way #but god it hit me SO hard #and then he told me everything that happened #and that my friend was fighting with our other friends and it was all in english so he couldnt understand #so he didnt know if he should worry or not #so he just stayed with him even though he had to go to work and im so soft #one of the reasons ive been telling myself i shouldnt like him is because he did something that made me thing hes not a very good friend #and this thing he did actually had to do with this friend that was drunk last night #so now its like he never did that thing cause he made up for it #and im so in love :/ i dont understand #why do i have to like him so much god free me #personal #who smiles like that as soon as they wake up???????? #why does he not like me :///////////