#at this point im too tired to cry i just want things and life to be over i feel so done

[lilacponds]

the wanting your friends to not worry about you while you clutch your chest and cry at random intervals while knowing you've been through this before and you will again and it's always been and always will be worth it while being unable to eat or sleep much while reassuring your friends youre fine while

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i want to be able to be in pain and grieve and be sad. but i dont want my friends to be sad for me. i dont want to be asked how im doing

im in pain but i mean it when i say it will pass and i know it, not in the 'im keeping hope and positivity' kind of way but in the 'its an unescapable cycle of my life that im happy to go through'

of course im not happy about what happened, or that im in pain, but i would do it again in a heartbeat if i could go back in time. love is worth it

its like...

this is a personal type of pain. i hold it precious in my palms. its not for sharing, its my treasure and mine alone.

this is not just about pain. its about the happiness it follows. its about the love overflowing. its about the wonder hidden in the corners. its about realization and sacrifice and all the little things that no one can really get because they havent lived through my specific experiences.

its precious, to me. to keep near my now-aching-soon-nostalgic heart. to hang on the walls inside of it.

spending time with loved ones helps soothe, of course. i'm not shying away from that. but my stinging and my healing are mine to cherish.

#im in pain because i care and i love and why would i want to bury that? #heartbreak is so personal to me. i cant talk about it too much with the people i love because its something for me only. #not in a 'bottle it up and pretend its not there' kind of way! in a 'its special and its mine' kind of way. #idk im tired and a little sleep deprived #point is #maybe im not really okay. and thats okay. #i dont want my loved ones to be sad about it. #how do you tell someone 'im not fine and im okay with that' without them pitying you or feeling bad for you after all? #so i just say oh you know. im doing! im chugging along! im girlbossing! or i focus on other things like. im tired or im hungry yknow. #anyways if you read this and worried about me nd youre still reading these tags... dont worry about me. #im not saying this in a dismissive way. im begging you. dont worry about me. shrug it off as me living another experience of life #and ill stop crying when i stop crying. and thats okay. #anyways i ramble #i cant describe the relationship i have with heartbreak. its an old friend and i cherish it. ups and downs #Charlie chatters

[kimmkitsuragi]

i feel terrible

#like in general too. but for some reason even more so today #i need to cry #im sorry forbeing such a disappointment i wish i wasnt real and i wish i wasnt so lonely but then again . literally whose fault is all that #lmao #like. u dont want to be a failure? maybe u shouldve tried harder :^) tired of being lonely? #maybe u should try to be more social and stop being an unlikable person. just saying #i will continue to live a sad and empty life yay . so cool #i could say so many sooo mnay more self deprecating things rn but even THAT is embarrassing at this point lmao #like. wow. that loser truly hates herself and makes everyone else hate her in her own mind because she's just That self important #point and laugh everyone. well i may not be hateable but im really not that likable either. and well. wonder why is that #if i dont forget i will probs delete this lol #🗒

[goosita]

first of all i love you. really. everything that you're writing is making my life so much better, so thank u <3 if that's okay for u, could you write something where reader is a single mom, she has a little girl and her daughter is very attached to billy? and it's the most sweetest thing ever cause billy loves her, calls her little princess (very sweet tooth 😭) one night, her daughter asks billy to read a storie for her to sleep and he does so and in the end, she says something like "i wish you were my dad" and it's just so cute and funny cause she gagged everyone, reader is like "babe!!!!" while billy is in shock but at the same time his heart is melting 🥺🥺 (sorry if this is too much, just write if u want!)

oh im. gonna cry and sob and piss everywhere this is the sweetest softest thing ive ever read yes oh my god

billy would be so so sweet with your daughter, especially if she was around 4-6 years old. at first you were worried that a man like him wouldn’t want anything to do with a single mother, especially one as young as you. but he never asked you to explain, and never judged you for it. all he ever did was treat you like a queen, and your daughter like a princess.

and your little girl is just enamored with him. she follows after him like a little duckling, so much so that billy starts to call her “ducky”. it makes her giggle every single time, always makes billy smile all warm and fond. they get on like a house on fire, your man and your baby girl. billy teaches her things like how to ride a horse, how to tie all kinds of knots, how to rope a little goat even. your daughter tells you one evening, her little face very serious, that she thinks “billy knows everything, mama. everything!” you want to let her believe it for as long as possible.

on this particular day, all 3 of you had spent the day together. billy had showed up bright and early to take you for a picnic out in a meadow behind your house, a daylong excursion that lasted until the sun slowly set. it was late spring, cicadas beginning to sing in the tall grass. once it got dark outside, billy pulled out a jar and showed your daughter how to catch fireflies. once they had about 10 of them, they sat on the blankets with their heads ducked together to observe them, giving each one a unique name.

“let’s call this one tommy,” she says, pointing at a bug near the bottom.

“perfect name, ducky. how’d you get so good at this?”

your little girl giggles, shrugging and letting billy name the next one. it makes your heart so happy to see a man with so much patience and love for your daughter.

when you finally return to the house, it’s time to get your kid ready for bed. tired and pliant from her long day outside catching bugs and weaving flower crowns (that of course billy taught her how to do), she goes down without much of a fight. she does ask billy to stay and tell her a bedtime story, though, and he’s never been one to deny that sweet little face whatever she wants.

you half-listen as billy spins some wild tale about a princess who slay dragons herself, one who doesn’t need a prince to come and rescue her. she’s strong and brave and guess what? she looks just like your little girl, same hair color and little lilac colored dress. his story makes her smile, even as her sleepy eyes begin to blink more slowly. when he finishes, he leans down to kiss her forehead softly and tuck her blanket around her small little body.

“i wish you were my daddy,” she murmurs sleepily, rubbing her eye with one small fist. you see billy freeze and slowly look to you, unsure what to say.

“oh, baby—“ you start, taking a step forward. billy gently cuts you off, which you welcome, not sure what to tell her.

“you know, ducky, sometimes i wish that too,” he whisper conspiratorially. her eyes light up curiously.

“really?” she asks, looking up at him.

“mhm,” he says with a nod. “but i think this little thing we have going here is even more special. you know why?”

she waits for an answer, eyes full of curiosity and wonder at the man sitting on the edge of her bed.

“because i didn’t help to give you life, life gave you and me to each other. and that’s pretty special, don’t you think?”

your little girl smiles, nodding her head. you swallow hard, your eyes feeling a little misty at the way he loves your baby and she loves him. it’s so pure, so unconditional the way they’ve attached themselves to each other.

billy smiles at her and brushes her hair away from her face, giving her chubby cheek a soft caress.

“sweet dreams, baby girl.”

“goodnight billy,” she says with a little yawn, snuggling down into her pillow. billy blows out the oil lamp beside her bed, following you out of her bedroom and closing the door softly.

“i’m sorry if i overstepped, i didn—“ he’s cut off by you grabbing his face and pulling him down into a dizzying kiss. you smile against his mouth when he doesn’t hesitate for even a second to kiss you back, his arms winding around your waist to pull you closer.

“thank you,” you whisper when you finally break away for air. “for loving both of us, for taking care of us.”

“sweetheart, you don’t have to thank me for that. i’ll always be here to take care of my two best girls,” he says with a grin, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear. “and who knows? maybe one day soon you’ll let me put a ring on that pretty little finger and that little girl in there can call me whatever she wants.”

#oh im sobbing this is so sweet #lowkey i wanna make a series now of little moments with billy and reader’s little girl #anon #billy the kid #billy the kid x reader #billy the kid x you #tom blyth #tom blyth x reader

[pawified]

ohmigosh . . annoying and frustrating big brother!blade bcus you’re just so mad you couldn’t beat a level in a game you were playing earlier that you can’t help being a brat. so he spanks your cunt until you’ve learned your lesson that he does not deal with bratty behavior and will give you an attitude adjustment @_@

omg kady u alwys giv me da best ideas to wake my littl brain up ! i luv luv luv bigbrother!blade sm sm ! ! - hopefully this mkes our hrts happi !

big brother!blade x stepsister!blade

cw: cunt spanks , a littl ass eating & oral ( f!receiving ) , spit , squirting & mean!blade

if u dnt like it pls move on kindly or block !

"im sorry, i won't do it again" you plead, as your brother continues to land heavy smack down onto your cunt.

you try to easy the blows but reaching for his hand but he smacks the inside of both of your thighs. "who gave you permission to touch me?" he asks, voice deep laced with disapproval.

you don't answer quick enough for him which results him to land two more firm smacks to your inter thighs, "hm? i asked you a question and i expect you to answer, or do i need too teach you other manners on top of not talking back."

you shake your head viscously, disagreeing with his remarks. "n-no, no" you try to say steadily. "nobody gave me permission too touch you, i'm sorry." you say softly through sniffles.

blade hated treating you this way. he truly did. but sometimes you just don’t know when to stop and too settle down and he grew tired of it.

you both were enjoying time together as both of your parents were away for two weeks for their anniversary. you were downstairs playing days gone, a post apocalyptic video game that blade bought for you during your birthday. — had he known you would act like this, he wouldn’t of bought you it.

you’d been playing the game for half of the day now, but been stuck on a mission level that you couldn’t for the life of you beat. occasionally you would yell in frustration and blade would tell you to “settle down.” which of course you’d do for a moment than go right back to beind loud.

its almost been 3 hours since you started the mission quest and you became so annoyed to the point you almost started crying. blade saw how upset you were getting and simply offered to help you when you snapped at him, “ fuck off, i dont need your fucking help.” you didn’t even acknowledged what you had done, but blade just stared at you, from where he sat on the couch.

he took a deep breath and let it go because your just upset and you know that, blade doesn’t tolerate disrespectful brats.

As the day went on, you decided to save the game and come back too it another time but your mood was still awfully sour and you gave your brother a hard time.

blade counted the things you did today that pissed him off. slamming doors , talking back , eating sweets before dinner and the wrost of all, you decided to hit him.

you two were in the living room watching tv when blade looked at the time and it was nearing the time to settle down and start getting ready for bed, but you didn’t want to go to bed yet.

“alright, come on. time to wash up and head to bed.” blade stated gently patting your legs, as the layed across his lap. “no i don’t want too yet.” you responded back, attitude still in full swing.

“i wasn’t asking you. i’m telling you” blade got more irritated as the seconds ticked by. he was giving you another chance before he gripped you up and showed you who you were talking too.

“well i’m telling you, i’m not going to bed.” your response too him isn’t what landed you in the position you are in now. no, it was however one of many but not the one that made blade react the way he did.

“i don’t care what your telling me, i said go get ready for bed and that’s final.” blade instructed as he removed your legs from his lap and put them on the couch. you don’t know why but him bossing you around made you mad, so you did what any other brat would do with no manners.

you cocked your legs back and start fucking kicking him. “your not my fucking boss!” you started yelling. it took blade a few try to catch your ankles but in the end he did and sat on top of them.

“have you lost your fucking mind?” he gripped your jaw with a harsh grip. “hm?” he asked again and squeezed harder.

you try pulling his fingers away to loosen the grip he has on your jaw, but no avil he doesn’t loosen. “i let you get away with so fucking much, you turn into a spoiled fucking brat.” he lets go of your jaw push a push and your head lays on the cushions of the couch, he’s pissed to say the least.

blade never gave you punishments, only a good few scolding and thats it, but he has had it with you and over time your attitude has grown unbareable.

“i keeped track of all the things you done today, that pissed me off and so far we are at 6 including this stunt you decided to pull.” he is still sit at the edge of the couch, forearms resting on his thighs and his head hanging down, he shake’s it. laughing in disbelief, he turns to look at you.

eyes round and full of tears. you look so cute, he almost gave in and held you in his arms, but blade knows that if you aren’t taught to follow his rules you’ll keep behaving the same way.

“i’m going to make sure you understand by the end of tonight, that what i say goes and this behavior won’t be tolerated any longer.” he doesn’t need a response from you.

thats how u ended up here. — on your back, underwear hanging off one leg and cunt exposed. you were a crying , slobbering mess.

“come on doll, focus or we’re are going to start over. count.” blade says, while shaking your head back and forth.

this is your third time starting over because you just can’t seem to get it right. he circles your clit with three three fingers, before starting to give you light taps on your clit. it makes you jump.

“count. i’m not going to ask again.” he has to remind you that this isn’t for fun or for your pleasure, it’s a form of punishment and it isn’t supposed to feel good.

“s-six, ah” you gasp as he hit with a little more force. he is looking down at you with a slight smile. so fucking pretty, he thinks. your face is stained in tears, evidence of dried mascara down your face.

by now you are gripping onto his shirt and crying. he continues to slap your cunt in firm continuous blows, and you feel your self getting closer by each slap. “ren-rennie ‘m gonna ee” words slurring together, the pressure of his slaps and the softness of his palm feels too good and hurts at the same time.

you try to grap his wrist but he shakes you off, “it’s ok, none of that matters, just let it go baby. rennie is right here.” he talks you through it, you try to scoot away from his attacks but he pulls your right back.

“you’re breaking my heart baby.” faking being hurt, he gets on his knees pushing your legs back and tells you to hold them and don’t let go. he pulls the hood of your clit back and blowing air onto it, your breath hitches and your arms slip from your legs. he laughs at your reaction.

he spreads your folds apart and spits onto your cunt, he massages your clit, he groans “fuck, so fucking perfect.” on edge and overstimulated you plead for him to please do something.

he gives your clit a few kisses before attaching his lips to your clit and sucking, he slides his tongue up and down your folds, a mix of your wetness and his saliva is making this all too messy.

as he gets more desperate, he pushes your legs back even further and licks a long strip from your ass to your clit, you jump at the sudden contact and weakly push at his shoulder “renn-rennie no its dirty!” embarrassment taking over you. its vile, lewd and down right disgusting at how he is pulling you apart.

“its okay baby, let rennie take care of you.” he pants, his cock straining against his sweat pants. he goes back to eating your cunt, he pulls away and starts rubbing your clit followed up by slaps, you cry out “ don’t stop , please don’t stop rennie!” your a absolute mess, you feel your self slipping from having self control.

he continues to slap your puffy cunt, liquid splashing out as his slaps continue, he moans “holy fuck!” he attaches his lips back to your clit, stimulating you as your back arches and your toes curl as you reached your peak.

once you come back down from your orgasm, blade his has his lips attached to your clit, overstimulating you to beyond. “re-rennie , i-i-i c-can’t!” you pant, trying to push his head away. he hears your pleas and lets go of your clit with a “pop”.

he gets up from his knees and joins you back on the couch. he has you in his arms, stoking your head  calming you down from your tense orgasm. “so proud of you princess, took your punishment like a good girl” he coos, you hum in acknowledgment.

after a few minutes of laying there, you finally speak out to him. “i’m sorry for how i acted” you sounded disappointed in yourself. “ i know you are, lets get you cleaned up and talk about that later, okay?” blade gently caressing your cheek with his thumb.

you lean in to give him a kiss “i love you rennie.” he chuckles, “i love you too darling”

#˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ #𝑝𝑎𝑤 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑠 . . .ฅ𐙚ฅ #! ! 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑥 — ꒰ঌ ໒꒱ #𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑓𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 ! ! ‹𝟹 ‎ #tw:incest #𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑘𝑎𝑖 — ♡ ᵎ #blade honkai #blade x female reader #blade honkai x female reader smut #honkai star rail smut #blade smut

[mactavishsgfandwife]

saw that ur reqs r open, and i love all ur work sooo here i am lol

what would the tf141 boys be like w a reader who’s into horror? (i was thinking reader is like rlly sweet but loves playing horror video games or smth, but u can interpret it however u want!)

i can js imagine johnny freaking out when he sees reader playing like,,silent hill or smth. or resident evil 7 (can u tell im a horror game nerd lol)

but yeah! js a silly little idea i had, feel free not to write it if u don’t want to! have a good day, ily!

TF141 Watching a Horror Movie With You 🎃

hi omg this is such a cute concept!! thank you so much for the support, you have no idea how much i appreciate it! i have so many ideas for them with someone who loves horror movies so that’s what this post is about (i hope that’s ok :( ) but i’ll try to write about horror games another time because that’s such a cute concept! i just have lots of ideas for this one rn so i thought i’d do it first female reader, fluff, not proofread <3

Simon "Ghost" Riley thinks it’s cute that you love horror movies. He spends half his life in a real-life horror, he’s seen things that you could never imagine. Teasingly calls you a ‘psycho’ for just sitting there happily, cuddled up to him as you watch something absolutely terrifying go down on the screen.

Simon is a pain in the ass to watch certain horror movies with, because if guns or fighting are involved then he will make sure to point out to you exactly what the directors got wrong.

"He’s holding it wrong… if I even… Price’d never let me hear t’end of it," he mumbles, not talking to anyone in particular.

When you cuddle on the sofa, if you’re laying face down on his chest, he loves to keep one hand on your ass. Sometimes, if something does make him jump, he’ll squeeze it out of instinct.

People don’t usually expect it but you’re very good with scary stuff, you rarely ever get spooked out. But sometimes you do, especially if you’re tired and it’s late.

Once, after you’d watched a film, you went to get ready for bed and Simon went ‘to eat something’. Even when you were all changed and ready for bed, he still hadn’t returned, and so - twiddling your fingers together for reassurance - you peeked out into the darkened hallway.

Only for a 6'4" soldier in a skull mask, wielding a cup of tea, to jump out at you from behind.

You screamed, stumbling back in a state of panicked confusion, about to cry out for Simon when you came to your senses and realised that the masked intruder was Simon.

He stood there, laughing his ass off, until he realised that you were obviously very on edge and a little bit teary eyed.

"C’mere…" he sighed, placing down his tea to take you into his arms, "i’m sorry, baby girl, please don’t cry…" Your heart was racing and you were debating whether or not to slap him, but you knew he didn’t mean to upset you. And you were happy so long as he made up for it.

Soap Mactavish claims that he’s not scared of anything. Nooo, no way, he’s not scared. He’s so not scared that he’s looking away and squeezing your hand.

Poor guy is so easily jumpscared, it makes you giggle.

"You sure this i’nt going t’be too scary for you, bonnie?" he coos, placing an arm around your shoulder as he half-watches the film that has plunged into a strange silence. He’s definitely trying (and failing) to be subtle as he flexed his muscular arms a little bit, in an attempt to show off.

"Oh yeah, don’t worry," you nod sweetly, smiling up at him.

"I’m just saying, angel, if you need to bury your head into my chest, or if you can’t look, then that’s okay, you just go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I’m a soldier, I could easily take on any- Shit! Fucking hell!" he jumps, squealing and then clearing his throat in a poor attempt to disguise it.

"You sure this isn’t going to be too scary for you, bonnie baby..?" you tease, kissing his cheek.

"Lay off it," he pouts, blushing a little bit as he nuzzles his face into your hair.

Alsoooo Johnny is a fiend for feeling you up when you’re watching a film together. He sees it as a perfect opportunity to get to know his pretty lass a little bit better.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick’s favourite part of movie night is the food. He loves takeaway (he’s definitely a Nando’s lover) but his absolute favourite food is your home cooking. When he was asked his favourite food when he was younger, he was always the one kid who would say "whatever my mum makes!" and now he’s an adult it’s just the same, but "whatever my girlfriend makes!" Whenever he realises you’re going to watch a film, whether you invited him or not, he will call out to you from the other room to "HOLD ON!" as he grabs snacks and drinks for the two of you.

Gaz isn’t too easily creeped out, but it happens. He’ll never admit that it’s because he was scared, but you’ve definitely noticed him ‘accidentally’ leaving the hallway light on. If it wasn’t an ‘accident’, then he obviously did it so that you wouldn’t feel scared in the night. He probably realises that you can see right through him, but you always say you believe him, just to make him feel better.

Kyle’s favourite horror movie series is Paranormal Activity, because it’s a so-bad-it’s-good kind of thing. He loves sitting in bed, eating popcorn, with you in his lap, laughing til you cry at all his jokes about how horrendously made the films are. Once, he was taking the piss out of how bad the film you were watching was and then immediately got jumpscared. He even let out a weird noise in shock - he didn’t hear the end of it for weeks.

Even if he’s not cuddling you as close as possible, Gaz loves to rouch you, usually by holding you with one arm as you rest your head on his shoulder. He is a serial thigh-squeezer.

John Price is a total dad, and that extends to when you can convince him to watch one of your favourite films with you. He wants to watch the movie, it’s not his fault if he falls asleep 15 minutes in every single time.

He lets you lay on his broad chest, that’s warm and rises and fall under your head, while he rests his hands behind his head and closes his eyes. He’s prone to snoring, too - in past, you’ve had to rewind the film because you missed part of it while you were trying to get him to wake up and shut up. The only sureproof way to wake him up is to try and move off of him - he’ll open one eye and grumble at you, as he pulls you right back into him.

"You’re not even watching the film, you’re asleep…" you whine, looking up at him.

"’M watching, love. Shhh," he mumbles, eyes still closed as he softly pats your hair.

"Are not," you pout.

"Shhh. ‘M trying to watch this," he hushes you, eyes closed and totally ready to go back to sleep. You’re almost annoyed at him but he makes that very hard, breathing softly through that moustache as he presses you against him, like you’re a teddy or a weighted blanket.

In terms of the films himself, Price isn’t easily scared (partly helped by the fact that he spends half of the time asleep). The first time that you two watched something scary together, he was almost expecting you to be terrified, but he was pleasantly surprised when you weren’t. He thinks it’s funny how you can sit in his lap perfectly happy and watch something that would have any ‘sensible’ (as he puts it) girl screaming.

He either gets very irritated by the main characters making terrible decisions and getting themselves into trouble, or finds it hilarious. He also loves to rub your feet while you watch the movie, literal princess treatment.

i kind of want to watch a horror movie nowwww

all pictures are from the game or from pinterest as far as i’m aware

i hope this was ok for you!!! i know it’s not exactly what you wanted but maybe we can just consider it part 1 of the horror obsessed reader saga >:)

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#cod mw2 #cod #simon ghost riley #ghost #fluff #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon riley x reader #cod x reader #headcanon #simon riley fluff #ghost fluff #soap fluff #cod fluff #gaz cod #cod headcanons #ghost cod #cod mwii #call of duty modern warfare #cod modern warfare #call of duty #soap cod #call of duty x reader #ghost call of duty #tf 141 x reader #tf 141 #task force 141 #141 x reader #cod 141 #mw2 141

[a-boca-do-inferno]

beija minha boca até me matar (tony montana x reader) [request]

summary: Tony is stressed and you are tired.

warnings: angst, swearing, abuse and sort of fluff.

words: 0.8k

notes: this is small and very anemic plot wise, so im sorry for that. loosely based on doce vampiro by rita lee.

Sometimes you wondered if your love would stop enduring at some point. If no matter how much you wanted to be with him, someday your body and soul would finally give in to the exhaustion, because that’s how you felt. Exhausted. God, what time was it? It felt so long since you’ve last rested. Insomnia was a big thing these days with all the chaos around you, the gang fights, the power struggles; you understood nothing of it, but at times you wish you did. Maybe you’d be able to help Tony in the slightest, offer him some comfort. And you tried, oh, did you try. But it was just to no avail.

He was as restless as you, although he tried to disguise it as his customary anger towards the world. You could sense it whenever he was close, when his hand would tremble just a little as he gulped down a glass of whisky in one go. When the crease between his brows would become only a little bit more noticeable. When he’d only swear once, as though not even those silly words were enough to somehow soothe him anymore. You did your best to try and give him some solace, but while your kisses pleased his face, his arms would fall coldly frigid at his sides. He wasn’t in the moment, and that was so uncharacteristic of him.  

You felt helpless at those times, often choosing to leave him in his office and go to your bed, crying in silence until the sun was up again. He would spend his nights away from your room, causing you to entertain thoughts maybe about you actually being the problem, not his issues in the drug business. You never dared touch anything other than alcohol and that was perhaps something that lingered in the back of his mind, still. Would he think you’d eventually turn on him, sell him out to the police? Sometimes he’d call you “good Samaritan”, because in his own words, “you’re too clean, too good, too uptight. What the fuck are you doing with me?”, and wasn’t that the million-dollar question?  

What the fuck, indeed? 

“You rely too much on people, Manny. That’s your fucking mistake”, comes his loud, deep voice from the corridor. You close your eyes in contempt, not really wanting to listen to one of his lectures again. God bless Manny for being able to do it more than you. “I say, fuck people. I can do anything by myself.” 

“Because it’s been working so well so far”, you let it slip out, causing him to give you a death glare. Tony didn’t scare you easily, contrary to popular belief, but he could become quite scary when he felt like it. This was one of those times. 

He huffs, walking towards you slowly, “what did you just say, princess? You think you can disrespect me in my own fucking house, drinking my own fucking whisky that I bought? Is that it?”

He’s agitated, and you unconsciously flinch when he sits beside you, like a lion cornering its prey. You can’t help but shake your head, looking away from his hard eyes. “You know I don’t like when you talk to me like that”, you say softly, albeit your words carry weight to them. You don’t say them to him very often, surprisingly, but when you do… He better watch his reply. Tony knows that.

Then, there comes your answer. No matter how many times he let stress get the best of him, and no matter how many of his motivations you simply did not understand: Tony was Tony, your Tony, and he would always be. So, you let yourself be wrapped in his big arms once more in silence, simply enjoying his warmth. He felt like home and he was home, as inhabitable as he could become at given times. It was like loving a vampire. Having your life be sucked out of you everyday, yet always craving for more. A delicious poison.

So, he does. “Mi amor”, he coos immediately, his frown fading in a second when he seems to come to his senses. You are practically crawling on the couch, in fetal position, guarding yourself from his touch, and he notices this. Tony extends his rough hand and rubs your thigh gently, nuzzling your neck, trying to make you more at ease in his presence. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m fucking stupid, I’m a fucking jerk. I’m sorry”, he speaks quietly, but firmly, his deep voice vibrating on your skin.

And somehow, all exhaustion dissipated when he got closer to you, serving like a long nap after a tough day. It seemed like you were the complement to one another. Maybe that was the reason you were still here, after all.

Enduring.

#scarface x reader #tony montana x reader #al pacino x reader #al pacino #tony montana #scarface #tony montana imagine #al pacino imagine #scarface imagine

[dollyhao]

ameliorate; to make better

pairing: dina x reader

summary: dina is overwhelmed by all the things that happened in seattle…. and ellie, and being a single mother doesn’t make it any easier. when a sweet woman comes to make her life easier...better.

toni's note: there's nothing to warn about besides a bit angst, it doesn't really get angsty till the next part. im hoping i can make this into 3 parts. thank you for 800 followers by the way!

word count: 1k

you hear the sound of a wailing baby as you make your way back home, you follow the sound. you cant be too sure about these kinda things, what if something bad happened. you stumble upon dina rocking baby jj in a rocking chair on her porch, shushing him trying to console him. dina looks tired and overwhelmed, dark circles under her eyes and unbrushed hair.

you approach her gently not wanting to startle her, “hey, can i try?” you give her a gentle smile pointing at jj. dina tucks a piece of hair behind her ear nodding, “y-yea sure. you can try, hes been crying a lot lately.” you reach for jj bouncing and rocking in a comforting rhythm, chanting soft shushes. jj quiets down letting out a calm gurgle. you look back up at dina seeing her rub her hands down her face in an exhausted manner.

she chuckles, “i cant even get my son to be quiet let alone sleep, ellie was really good at that..” she puts her elbows on her knees putting her face in her hands. you stay quiet letting her have her moment, still rocking jj as he starts to doze off. dina seems to regroup, looking back up at you curiously, “would you like to come in? its getting cold out here.” dina offers standing up. “yea, thanks.”

dina walks into the house and you follow, “no. thank you. i appreciate what you did. “ “where’s his bed?” you ask now that jj is fast asleep. “he sleeps with me, the room is down the hall.” you go to the room, laying jj down, making sure hes comfortable before leaving the room. dina is in the kitchen making herself a cup of tea, “would you like some?” she glances at you over her shoulder. “yes please.” you stand awkwardly, hands in your back pockets swaying a little. she nods over to the living room with 2 cups in her hands. you follow taking a seat on the couch as she hands you a cup.

you thank her, taking a sip. “are you new to jackson? i dont remember ever seeing you before.” you chuckle, “no im not new, ive been here for years now.” you give a shy smile. “oh im sorry, i cant believe ive never noticed you.” “its fine. i preferred to stay to myself anyway. i work at the school. im a teacher,” you sit your cup down looking at her, “i always wanted to approach you, i thought you were beautiful. but you were dating jesse and then after you and jesse broke up, you and ellie made a nice little scene at the party.” you chuckle watching her face flush slightly. “also, im sorry about jesse…. and ellie.” she nods, quiet for a minute before replying. “thank you, for the jesse and ellie thing… and for calling me beautiful.” you smile at her.

you look outside seeing how dark it was getting, “i should get going.” you say standing up. dina stands up too, “thank you again. he probably would’ve cried through the night.” “of course, just let me know if you need my help again. ill be happy to help.” you walk backwards as you talk smiling at her until you run into a wall. “ah, shit..” you say rubbing the back of your head. dina laughs and follows you to the door as you turn around and walk correctly. “ill be sure to ask for your help again.” she says giving you a soft, genuine smile.

a week later, you walk into the dining hall as maria is walking out, “hey maria, is there anything you needed from me?” you wanted to make sure there wasn’t something you were suppose to be doing that you forgot about. “no. nothing that i can remember. im about to take this to dina, i wanna make sure shes staying fed.” “ill take it to her!” you say a little too eagerly for your taste. for the last week, you’ve been trying to find any excuse to visit dina and jj when you weren’t busy. dina doesn’t seem to ever object to the company. she appreciates you coming around and talking to her and playing with the baby. so when this opportunity pops up, of course your gonna take it. “let me grab myself a plate and ill take hers to her.” you say taking the plate out her hands. “well ok. thank you.” you smile before walking away.

you get to dina’s door knocking with the two plates in your hands. dina opens the door looking a little breathless, “oh, hey.” she gives you one of her soft smiles shes been giving you quite a lot. “hey, i brought you food. not sure if you ate or not.” “right.. food. i definitely forgot to eat. “ she says rubbing a hand through her hair. she gives another small smile, but this one doesn’t reach her eyes. “thats ok. i have food for you, lets not dwell to much on a honest mistake. k?” she nods. you hear a baby cry in the background, “i see you have two plates. wanna come in and eat? i was just feeding jj.” “id love to” you respond walking in.

you guys walk to the dining table where you find jj in a high chair. “hey baby boy!” you say tickling his belly, he lets out a squeal/giggle. you and dina sit on either sides of him after a minute, you see dina subtly go to smell herself. she lets out a wince, “um do you mind feeding him while i go take a shower.” you nod, “of course.” you say as you slide his food bowl over to yourself. you give dina a reassuring smile letting her know its ok.

when dina gets out the shower and is dressed, she walks in the living room while brushing her hair seeing you and jj on the carpet in her living room playing. she smiles, it felt good being able to enjoy a shower without rushing out to jj. she trusts you with jj almost the way she trusted ellie with him. yall look her way, both you and jj smiling at her. she comes and joins, both of you enjoying the sweet giggles of the cute baby.

(part 1)

#wlw #lesbian #the last of us #dina tlou #dina woodward #dina x reader #tlou2 #dina tlou2 #dina woodward fanfic

[luvyeni]

hii !! would it be possible to request for a txt and nct dream reaction where their partner (preferably a fem!reader) has always felt left out by them or their friends? thank u <33

—｛🎂｝FRIENDS LEAVING YOU OUT; WITH TUBATU

pairings. ot5 txt x fem!reader

wc. 676

warnings. none

—｛🍰｝... SOOBIN ! ⋮

When you tell him you feel left out of your friend group, he's gonna make you feel better immediately.

The moment you sighed, he was quick to figure out what the problem was so he could fix it. "what's wrong baby?"

"my friends went clubbing again, and they didn't even bother to ask me, they look like they're having so much fun." you showed him the videos.

He took your phone, putting on the table.

"let's have a movie night okay, let's ignore everyone; order some food and watch your favorite movie. would you like that love?"

—｛🍰｝... YEONJUN ! ⋮

he'd say something, he doesn't like his girlfriend being treated like that.

he was confused when you called him to pick you up from the library where you were doing a project with friends, because he'd only dropped you off a hour before, there was no way you were done.

but when you told him your friends were leaving you out and ignoring you making you do the project yourself, he was livid, but all he wanted was to quickly get you out of the situation, so he was out the door.

he found you in the library, and he could tell you were upset doing the project. but did your friends care? no, they were too busy laughing about something they were looking at on the phone.

"babygirl." he smiled walking up to the table. "let's go." He helped you pack everything up. "what about our project?" yeonjun turned to them.

"you mean the project in which only my girlfriend will be getting a A? figure it out, don't contact her for anything anymore, you two can figure it out together since you like doing that anyway."

—｛🍰｝ ... BEOMGYU ! ⋮

like yeonjun, beomgyu is gonna say something.

when you first told him about your friends leaving you out, he thought you were joking, so he brushed it off, but when he actually saw it...pissed was a understatement.

He didn't want to be here in the first place, but you were so excited for him to meet your "friends", so he gave in, and let you drag him out.

But he could himself getting angrier and angrier everytime your friends would ignore something you say, or started an entire conversation WHILE you were speaking.

"princess, let's go do something else, they're clearly busy with each other, next time just go on a date with each other, don't invite my girlfriend just to leave her out."

—｛🍰｝... TAEHYUN ! ⋮

taehyun loves you, but he would tell you straight up, they're bad friends and you should stay away from them, he'd delete them out your life for you.

"where are you?" he pointed to the group picture. taehyun hated this group of friends you had, constantly leaving you out of everything and when they did invite you, they didn't even attempt to make you feel wanted.

"oh, they needed someone to take the photos so they made me do it." he was pissed, he was tired of them doing this to you.

"give me your phone." confused you handed it to him. he took it, blocking all their numbers.

"this has gone on far too long, they continously do this, you don't need them, i blocked them for you, leave it like that.

—｛🍰｝... HUENING KAI ! ⋮

kai is sweetheart, so his main priority is making you feel wanted and loved.

He heard you sniffling in your room, concerned, he walked in to see you balled up, holding your phone in your hand.

"baby what's wrong? are you hurt?" you shook your head. "it's stupid."

"it's not stupid, tell me baby." he held your head in his lap. "it's my friends, they're constantly leaving me out of things, when i ask them to hang out they say they're busy, but then they're posting pictures together." he let you cry as much as you want.

"awe baby, im so sorry they're such bad friends." he massaged your scalp. "how about we go do something, let's go to your favorite restaurant and then go see a movie, would you like that? hmm?"

©️LUVYENI

#txt x reader #txt headcanons #txt reactions #txt scenarios #kpop x reader #txt requests #kpop scenarios #kpop headcanons

[gizmo-writes]

hostage situation | spencer reid

warnings: being held as a hostage, guns, shooting, yelling, crying, miscarriages and bleeding

This wasn't how the night was supposed to go. You had it planned, a cute date night, maybe some movies, finish the night off with a surprise for spencer. But you should've known better, your plans never seemed to work out anymore. Always ruined by one thing or the other. And tonight it was ruined by the unsub Spencer and his team had been chasing.

You couldn't even cry at this point, tears all gone from the ride to the unsubs house. You were trapped in the trunk of a car, hands and ankles tied, unable to move. You cried and cried till the tears ran out. You were scared but part of you knew spencer would find you, he always did. He was always there, it was inevitable. So you knew he was coming, you just worried he might not be there in time. The trunk opened, revealing the unsub. He grabbed your arm and pulled you up. You groaned but let him drag you out of the car and onto the ground with a thud. You whimpered in pain but didn't protest. There was no point in crying, begging, pleading for him to stop. You had so much to live for yet you couldn't find it in you to beg. You felt that it was better not to, you didn't want to upset the unsub further.

He pulled you up, cutting the rope around your feet. He pulled the gun from its holster and held it to your back. "Walk," was all he said. You could see the house from a distance, you could see people inside. You didn't know where you were but you didn't dare ask. He walked, gun to your back and a hand on your shoulder. The two of you walked up to the door, "open the door," he said. You opened the door with a shaking hand. The unsub walked you into the house. That's when you saw them, the team. "Spence," was all you could say as you saw him. The team turned as the gun was put to your head. Derek and JJ were quick to draw their guns, directed at the unsub. "You wanted me, now you found me. Didn't you Spencer?" The man said. You hated the way he said Spencer's name, so full of hate.

"Just, p-put the gun down." Spencer said. It was like his life was flashing before his eyes. He'd seen this before, he'd lived this before. He couldn't let it end the same way. "Absolutely not!" The unsub yelled, his arm snug around your waist, squeezing you. "Listen, whatever you want.. I'll give you.. just don't hurt her." Spencer said, voice breaking. "Don't hurt her? Really? You're scared I'll hurt her, the only person I want to hurt is you," the unsub said. JJ and Derek were unwavering, guns aimed to kill. "Then take me, trade me for her," spencer said. The arm around your stomach tightened and you whimpered, it hurt, he had a death grip on you. "P-please stop, that hurts," you whispered, clawing at the unsubs arm. He didn't seem to care though, staring only at spencer.

"Why would I do that? She's the only reason I could get to you. All my messages, emails, you ignored them all! Why! Why did you do that!" He yelled. "I-im sorry, I don't use my email, I didn't know." Spencer said, trying to walk towards you but you were pulled back. "I'm tired of the excuses!" The unsub yelled. "Listen, why don't you put the gun down and I'll listen. We can talk, you can tell me everything you want to tell me." Spencer said. "No, no, you won't listen." The unsub shook his head. "I will, i promise." Spencer said but the unsub wasn't pleased.

You were sobbing down, the arm around your stomach was too tight and it started to scare you. You were clawing at his arm for dear life. Your stomach started to hurt and it scared you, terrified you. "P-please don't do this, please." You cried. "Shut up!" He screamed in your ear and you cried. "Put the gun down now!" Derek yelled. "You don't understand what it's like to be ignored, to be taken for granted. You ignored me Spencer, all these years, you ignored me!" The unsub was growing frantic. There was a sharp pain in your stomach, making you cry out. You were struggling to stand now, struggling to keep balance. You doubled over in pain and that's when JJ shot, hitting the unsub perfectly between the eyes. You fell along with the unsub, holding your stomach in pain.

"Y/n," spencer ran over to you, getting down on his knees beside you. He knew you weren't shot but he didn't understand what was wrong. JJ and Derek went to the unsub, derek kicked the gun away and JJ checked his pulse even tho she knew he was dead. You couldn't speak, writing in pain. The only sounds that left your mouth were whimpers and sobs. "S-spence," JJ said, looking at you. Spencer looked where JJ was looking. You were bleeding, why were you bleeding. "Y/n, whats happening?" Spencer asked, he couldn't put the pieces together but JJ could, she had it happen to her to once. She ran to your side, turning you on your back. "Y/n, are you pregnant?" She asked. Spencer's face fell. You nodded, clutching your abdomen. "We need an ambulance!" JJ yelled. She grabbed your hand, holding it tightly. "It's okay, it'll be okay," she said, pushing hair from your face as you squeezed her hand and sobbed. Spencer couldn't move, he was staring at you in horror. You were pregnant and he didn't even know..

#spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid blurb #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x self insert #spencer reid angst

[shiemori-writes]

If your still doing requests, How would Cater, Kalim, Malleus and Jamil be like when their s/o gifts them a portrait of themselves that s/o painted?

✰—" because every artist need's a muse!"

the prefect decides to gift their lovely s/o a portrait!! how will the boys react?

characs: cater, kalim, malleus and jamil <3

includes: sfw, fluff, pining, pre-established relationship, and ofc, gender neutral reader as per usual!

notes: this was pretty fun to write! thanks for the request nonnie~! (also yes thats malleus' username) (he was using speech to text and it was too late to change it khehehe)

♡︎CATER DIAMOND♡︎

Growing up, he never really wouldve thought he'd have someone..Let alone a partner, care for him like you do, and now after he's seen how you see him? Heh, he might as well have fallen for you all over again.

Sheeesh you got him feeling all mushy inside mc! youre gonna be the death of him, you're too cute you know that?

He's uncharacteristically careful, quiet even for a few moments, wide eyed as he observes the little strokes and splashes of color you added, whether it be the emerald green you carefully painted for his eyes, the lovely ginger locks you gingerly (heh) painted across the canvas, or even just his smile, not the smile that he put up with everyone but the smile that he puts with you.

Once he's done observing though, he'd smile, he'd smile real big at you, the type of smile that never failed to make your heart flutter

Thanks you by tackling you into a hug, peppering kisses all over your face despite your giggly protests

He definitely posts it on magicam bring all ooey-gooey

(yk those couple posts? Yeah)

heh, after all! he has such a lovely s/o and he absolutely wants to brag about it

If you hear ace gagging in the background ignore him smh (maidenless behaviour)

He has the painting in his room now, a silent reminder that you'll always be here for him, and he greatly appreciates it <3

"—Hey, (name)-san, thanks, alright? no really,- I-..I really appreciate this, kay? You made cay-cays heart melt y'know!! You're the most cutest sweetest s/o ever!!! Hehe!! I'll post this later but..For now, I'll reward you with my affection!!!"

☀︎︎KALIM AL-ASIM☀︎︎

You decided to give it to your sunshine of a boyfriend once you were both done with classes, casually showing him the portrait inside your locker wh- OH GOD IS HE CRYING??? KALIMM-

Bros literally SWOONING (rook who?)

HIS BEAUTIFUL, PRETTY, ELEGANT GORGEOUS, LOVE OF HIS LIFE, HIS OTHER HA- ok you get the point

HIS?!?! HIS S/O PAINTED HIM?!🥺🥺🥺🥺 BWKDJAJD (NAMEEEEE) HE LOVES YOU SO SO MUCH!!!

Literally squeels and scream like a little kid on christmas when you gave him the portrait, guy fell in love with you all over again please his hearts doing jumps and he feels all mushy and just <33 his,,, his pwetty s/o 👉👈 painted him🥺

Thanks you by giving you lots of kisses!!! literally smothers u in his affection and hugs the life out of you (FLOYD WH-)

He immediately hangs it on his bedroom wall, gushing about you to jamil (help him)

it definitely cheers him up in his bad days!!

Like he could be doing the most mundane things and randomly think about your portrait, and hes smiling all lovesick all over again

Seriously, at this point jamil's heavily considering into moving into a different dorm because all Kalim will talk about for the rest of the week or so is prefect this, prefect that, blegh dear sevens jamil is TIRED

But anyways, kalim loves it, and love you even mooreee!!! He also hosts a party in your honor (jamil stopped him from doing anything more grand)

(I love him so much omg)

"—AWW THANK YOU SO MUCH (NAMEE)!!! I LOVE IT!!! *SNIFF* YOU PAINTED ME SO WELL TOOOO!!!! I love love love you!!!! I'll make sure to hang this in my room hehe!! oh and by the way!! im hosting a party later for you!! eh? what do you mean its not necessary? Only the best for my dearest jewel!!!"

ꨄ︎MALLEUS DRACONIAꨄ︎

this man, oh my sevens where do I even start? He already praises the ground you walk on, so boy-oh-boy does this work wonders for him! (sebek crying in the background is normal)

You guys were at your normal hang outs, gazing at the stars as Malleus held you close, talking about whatever is on both of your minds when you realized the portrait you did for him!!

Literally mid way of you talking you stopped bc of that and just went like :O !!!

(Malleus found it ridiculously adorable, he wants to kiss u stupid rn)

Curious to what revelation you had just witnessed, he watched as you grab something from your bag carefully

"My my,? What's this child of man? Fufufu~ I was not aware you would be bold enough t—!!!"

His teasing remark was caught in his throat once he saw your bashful grin at the painting of what seems to be,,...him..?

You handed him the painting as he carefully examined it, the details of his features that you took great notice of, his eyes, his horns..

You cleared your throat and explained yourself when you saw noticed how quiet he was, cheeks flushed

Breaking him out of his reverie, he finally processed your explanation and flashed you the most sweetest, sincere smile that made your heart go crazy bc he was so cute rn oml

He quietly pulled you closer, engulfing you in the most gentle hug ever, treating you like fragile porcelain as he inhaled your scent, chuckling a response to your gracious gift

"—my my, child of- no, (name), for once you have me speechless...You truly are full of surprises arent you,? Well..Anyways, I sincerely thank you, dearest. Your affections have reached me and I hope you know I plan on returning them ten fold. I love you, (name)."

᯾JAMIL VIPER᯾

Its no secret that you and Jamil are busy people, after all he was the vice housewarden and you were a prefect

Regardless of your busy schedule, you would always reassure him that no matter how busy you two would get, you'd always be there for him, whether it be through sticky notes, or little cute texts to get him going, he would cherish them all, but..

all of that pailed in comparison to what you had just given him now

He stared at the painting you had given him in awe, wide eyed and cheek flushed as he stroked every detail of the piece, from his golden ornaments to his eyes..or the way his smile was painted, you never missed a single detail about him and..and..and god you were just so, so amazing

He's definitely quiet for a long time, but once he's out of his thoughts he immediately smiled, a small curve on his lips as his cheeks was painted with a lovely red, gazing at you with the most fondest look he's ever given.

Pulls you close to him as he mutters a quiet 'thank you', trailing kisses around your neck as he buries his flustered face in the crook of your neck, he loved you very much

He hung up the painting a little while after, admiring the little detail's you had painted on him.

"—ya hayati..Thank you..I really appreciate it," he mutters out, voice gentle as he trails a kiss on your forehead, chuckling at how flustered you were, too. "Love you.." He said, voice laced with fondness as he held you closer, feeling your warmth.

"-Say, (name), there's a feast later in Scarabia..Mind joining? I'll cook your favorite, alright?"

end notes: hi hi!! sorry this took so long nonnie </3 hope you like it!!! My favorite parts to write was definitely jamil lol! i think it showed but anyways, thanks for requesting!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland scenarios #twisted wonderland imagines #disney twisted wonderland #✰—quinn writes! 💌 #cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #twisted wonderland cater #kalim al asim #kalim x reader #kalim al asim x reader #twisted wonderland kalim #malleus draconia #twisted wonderland malleus draconia #malleus draconia x reader #malleus x reader #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #twisted wonderland jamil viper

[byizoyas]

genshin impact ; red means ily ch. 16 [ written ]

ೄྀ࿐ masterlist ˊˎ- « love is gone » — notes: im late but I’m here with an update (finally)+ next part is ready to be posted tomorrow ehe | taglist is open.

‘you might be able to help me. why exactly is my boyfriend on a date with your so called ‘girlfriend’ ?’

call it timing or fate but as childe started questioning himself about everything going on, he heard footsteps curiously stopping right behind him.

he turned around, furrowed brows as he saw your hand holding his.

he looked at heizou and then back at you, clenching his fist as he knew he had no right to say nor do anything to stop what the two of you had going on.

‘is everything okay ?’ you asked, genuinely concerned for your friend who was obviously shaken by something. you wanted to look out for him, take him into your arms and tell him it would be okay when you noticed her.

the evil woman you despised most these days.

she was hiding behind childe just before but as she grew bigger, walking towards you, crossing her arms against her chest, she opened her mouth, ready to say something not so nice judging by the look on her face.

the usual joyful and nice energy emanating out of you was turning into something hateful. the negative thoughts you had about her, it was painted all over your face and well, she mirrored it.

at this point, one could ask themselves why there was so much tension in such a small space you were all fitting in.

‘hello y/n. are you not tired of being the second one everytime ?’ she asked.

‘what are you on ? childe and I knew each other way before you even came into his life.’

she giggled. an annoying, provocative little laugh on such a despising face. ‘poor you, not even aware of who’s the man you’re holding hands with.’

you broke the eye contact for a second to stare at heizou, internal questions ongoing. was heizou a bad person ?

perhaps it was all denial, or maybe you knew and were simply trying to protect yourself by not admitting the truth. because you weren’t stupid and truth is, you connected the dots and realized that she, perhaps, dated heizou before you did.

‘i don’t- i don’t understand what you mean.’ you told her, unconsciously putting distance between you and the man you were kissing few minutes before, shoving both your hands in the pockets of your jacket.

‘yes you do know. he is my boyfriend and yours is supposed to be right here, or are you two done already ?’

stop it stop it stop it. your mind got dizzy, and your vision blurred. what’s going on ? you asked yourself. oh you closed your eyes for a second and felt a tear dropping down your face slowly.

‘playing the victim when you got caught up is embarrassing, really.’

her sentence seemed endless, as if she would never stop talking. you needed silence, you needed comfort, you were looking for calm, peace and affection but the situation you got yourself into was quite the opposite.

‘y/n ?’

yae miko’s voice called out for you several times but you found yourself unable to move, still processing the latest events.

‘are you crying ?’ your second friend asked. ayato put himself between you and childe and his ex who were both standing on the same side of the room.

‘y/n…’ the intonation on her soft voice made you tear up. ‘i want to go home.’ you managed to whisper against her shoulder when she held you into her arms. and there it was; the warmth you needed at this moment.

miko stared at your common friend who had been awfully quiet all this time. heizou did not seem so surprised about this. was it planned ? but why would they plan something like this ?

you had genuinely no idea, but one thing was clear, you had been fooled by a man you knew for a too little time and now you were mad at yourself. your heart was aching and the person you’d hope to be there for you had ignored everything.

was childe even your friend anymore ?

‘i don’t wanna see you anymore.’ you told heizou first, before looking at your fake boyfriend.

‘we’re done.’

#byizoyas. #📼 – red means ily #childe #tartaglia #childe x reader #childe x you #childe x y/n #childe smau #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia smau #tartaglia x y/n #tartaglia x you #genshin x y/n #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin smau #genshin impact smau #genshin modern au

[spiral-writing-stuff]

hi hi! i saw ur requests were open? (sorry if theyre closed)

Can i request a Akutagawa x gender neutral teen reader? (Platonic ofcou) basically reader looks up to Akutagawa and sees him as a older brother figure and akutagawa sees them as a younger sibling :3 can it be angst also? like where one of them is badly hurt and the other is crying and all that jazz

pls and thank you <3

authors note: Don’t worry! If my bio says requests are open then they are! I just take a while to write because there’s a lot of stuff going on in my life, so I’m really sorry this took so long! Im thinking of splitting this into 2-3 parts because I’m still thinking of how to write the rest of the story, I have the plot already in my head but I just need to put it into words. This request is sooo cute big brother akutagawa is just such a great concept:,) Also so sorry if the angst isn’t good lol I’m not very good at writing creative sad stuff! (Please give me feedback!😭) also sorry if it’s too angsty i think I went a little overboard again. I might edit this story later.

Sorry this took so long!

I also couldn’t decide if reader is older or younger than Gin so you guys decide.

I Hope it’s what you wanted!!<3

On a Silver Night

Content/Warnings: angst, gore, blood/injury, abuse/child abuse, death, Dazai being a bastard, lmk if I missed anything

For as long as you can remember, Ryūnosuke was always protecting you and gin, as if you two are the thing he lives for. which you both are at this point He has always tried his hardest to defend you, gin, and the other children from thieves and abusive adults, he didn’t do it to be righteous, nor did he do it to feel better about himself, he just did. At least, that’s what you thought, it was hard deciphering his intent because everything he did, he did with the same, emotionless stare. People would always mention this fact. Even when he was killing, stealing, or when you found some food or someone told a joke, he always had the same blank expression. You thought it was funny sometimes though he never once showed any emotion, that didn’t matter to you, his actions spoke clearer than any words could.

Like when he would sometimes hug you and gin to keep you warm during cold nights, when he found food he would share it with the two of you first. And if anyone dared to threaten or try to hurt any of you they would be dead in an instant by Rashōmon’s sharp fangs. Yes, his facial expressions didn’t matter, he was trying his hardest to keep you and Gin from experiencing the harsh cruelty of the word, but he was still just a boy himself. There wasn’t much a malnourished and frail child could do, yet he persisted, despite how many times he’d fallen. You looked up to him and had a deep respect for him because of this.

Even though it was a horrible situation all of you were living in, you were happy just to be with your older brother, sister and the other children. Among all the other children, You, Gin and Ryūnosuke were the ones you were closest to.

Until that fateful day, when a group of criminals murdered all the other children in cold blood, leaving You and Gin injured, and Ryūnosuke thirsty for blood.

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Gin had helped Akutagawa escape but you three got separated amidst the chaos and confusion, you held Gin’s hand tightly as you two ran and ran until you two were exhausted, collapsing onto the damp, cold ground. The air was foggy and cold, the night dark while the moon illuminated your surroundings with a silver light. After a few minutes of struggling to catch your breath you got up from the dirty ground and remembered only Gin was with you, Ryūnosuke had ran off in search of the criminals who killed your friends. Fear and panic shot through your body, terrified that Ryū was going to get himself killed.

“G-gin! W-we have to find Ryū!” You said to Gin in a rushed shaky voice. She swiftly nodded.

You two began running, this time slower due to how tired you both were. You were heading in the direction of where the shipment was said to be taking place.

“Gin! I think we’re almost there—“ you stopped when you saw a tall man walking in your direction with a shorter person. The shorter person had a black coat draped over his shoulders, the man seemed to be waking directly to you now, a smile on his face.

“Be careful Gin.. s-stand behind me..” you got in front of Gin just in case, until you realized the shorter person was Ryūnosuke, his eyes were slightly puffy and tearful, he had been crying. your heart dropping at the sight. Immediately you throw yourself at Ryū pulling him away from the mysterious man

“Just who are you and what are you doing with my big brother?!” You frantically yell at the man, hiding Ryū and Gin behind you

The man glares at you with boredom in his face, as if this was all nothing to him, but then he started to smirk slightly “Brother? Oh, I knew Akutagawa had a sister but I didn’t know he had another sibling. What’s your name?” He said with a mischievous face, He reached out his hand to seemingly pat your head but you smacked it away immediately, surprising him a bit “you didn’t answer my question-“ you felt a hand on your shoulder and turned around “Y/n…cough it’s okay..you don’t have to worry..” Ryū weakly said to you. Your heart ached at the sight of his bloodied and bruised face, looking down you can see he has bloody scratches on his knees, arms and legs, his entire body was hurt.

“Hm? Oh, right! Sorry about that! Where are my manners?” He said rather loudly “My name is Dazai Osamu, I just got promoted to a Mafia Executive today, Which means, I now have the authority to do certain things. like taking anyone as my subordinate, and your brother here has accepted my offer.” Dazai said soft-spoken yet somehow overbearing with a kind smile that didn’t reach his eyes. You were confused by the man’s statement, many thoughts ran through your mind;

“Would Ryūnosuke really agree to join the mafia? Especially join through this guy? How would we be guaranteed safety? What if this is just a trap to exploit Ryū’s ability? What if he kills us?”

You were pulled out of your thoughts by a dangerous, slightly condescending soft voice “you don’t have to worry, if i wanted you dead, I would have done so the second I laid eyes on you.” He said to you, it’s as if he read your mind. He was staring into your eyes as you stared back, his eyes void of any emotion, much like your brother’s, except you found a deep cruelness to them, it terrified you.

“Well, it was just gonna be Akutagawa here and his sister, but I can make arrangements, just for you.” His eyes went back to a neutral state “I promise,” he puts his hand on his chest “that the three of you will be fed, clothed, housed and compensated accordingly, as long as you work under me, no one else in the mafia will dare harm you.” Dazai reached his hand out to you, a sweet smile on his face

“so Y/n, do we have a deal?”

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To be continued.

Notes: it is 5am as I write this, can you believe I’ve been writing and tweaking this since April 7th??!? And this isn’t even that long. What ADHD does to a mf

Honestly I’m not sure if I should continue this, obviously if more people wanna read it than yeah since I have the story already in my head, just need the motivation. So comment and tell me that you want more!!!

Anyways hope y’all enjoyed. Stay hydrated!

#akutagawa ryuunosuke #gin akutagawa #akutagawa x reader #bsd akutagawa #bsd x reader #akutagawa x sibling!reader #akutagawa siblings #gin x reader #bsd #bsd x gender neutral reader #akutagawa x GN!reader #big brother akutagawa #bsd x reader platonic #bsd angst #akutagawa angst #bsd x reader angst #spiral writes #gin x sibling reader #sibling reader #bsd x sibling reader #bsd platonic

[mikachacha]

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚘𝚘 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 (𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛) 𝙿𝚝. 4

Synopsis: Bada has been treating you bad but she doesn't wanna lose you so she does everything she could possibly pull off to get you back.

Warnings: angst, manipulation, gas lighting, love bombing, toxic behaviours and relationships, cursing. this is just one heavy thing so please be advised

(A/N: im still in awe that i was able to reach four damn chapters of this considering how lazy I am 🤧)

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |

Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8

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Bada came home, a bit tired and she noticed something was off. The apartment was quiet and there wasn't any sign of you. Her heart began to pound when she called your name but there was no response. She ran to your shared bedroom and all of your belongings are no longer there. She frantically looked around but you were long gone. She tried texting you, calling you but you weren't answering. Her calls would just go straight to your voicemail. At that point, Bada felt lost. She's lost since you weren't there with her. She doesn't know what to do.

"No.. No.. I can't.. I can't lose you.." Bada could only pace around the apartment, trying to get a hold of you, your friends or anyone who might be in contact with you but to no avail. So Bada did what Bada does best, play the sad girlfriend who's desperate to find you and tell people that you left after a huge misunderstanding. She was desperate and she knows you too well that you really don't like way too much attention from other people and you really dislike having people meddling with your relationship and personal life.

Bada posted on her social media about being so sad that you left her without even saying goodbye. How she came home and you were no longer there along with your things. How you didn't give her a chance to even make up for everything and you just suddenly disappeared. Of course, people believed her. Even your family and friends did. Bada really knows how to get you back and she's not gonna stop until you come running back to her.

You tried to live your life the way you used to without Bada but it seems like you really can't escape her. It's like everyone and everything you do is pointing you back to her. You felt trapped. You didn't know what to do. So after almost a week of hiding from her, you finally messaged her to meet you at the park where she took you on a date once. You tried to brace yourself but when Bada came and she hugged you, you felt your walls crumbling down. You were crying. You were in despair, you were broken, you were scared. So many emotions hitting you all at once and Bada took advantage of your vulnerability.

"Baby.. I know things didn't go well between us but please.. Please give me this one last chance to make things better. You still love me, right? You still want to be with me, right? Want me to make things better for us? Want me to make this all stop?" Bada coos and stroked your hair while you sobbed in her arms. You wanted to say no, you wanted to get away from her, you wanted to tell her to go fuck herself because you're through but it seems like you couldn't find it in yourself to do it. You just nodded and Bada couldn't help but smile. She knew how to get you back, she knows you too well and she's gonna make sure that you won't be leaving her again any time soon.

That night, you came back home again. You were too tired to refuse, too tired to argue, too tired with everything. Bada began to treat you real well again. Spoiling you, making sure to make you feel special again and making sure that you're seen with her everywhere she goes. You should be happy but it made you feel so much worse. When will this go back to being bad? When will she stop caring again? When will she stop 'loving' you again?

Bada would cook you meals, take you out on dates and buying you things. She's also bringing you to all of her works just so she could keep an eye on you. You hated it but what else can you really do at this point? You just pretended that nothing's wrong, that everything's perfect between you and Bada. Maybe if you pretend enough, you can fool yourself as well into believing that everything's fine. That Bada truly loves you and that your relationship will be fixed. Though what she's showing you now scares you. When will it end? When will she stop showing that she cares? When will she make you feel that you're an idiot believing that she actually loves you? Those thoughts kept plaguing your mind and won't let you sleep at night.

"I'm glad you and Bada are back together now.. You guys look so perfect!" one of Bada's friends said as you sat at the back, watching Bada teach her class and you wanted to snap, you wanted to scream, you wanted everyone to realize that no, you're not glad that you got back together. You wanted to run away, you wanted to escape this nightmare that you're going through. But you can't. Because Bada has painted herself as the good person. The amazing partner who is madly in love with you, who's willing to take you back even if you left her, the person who's willing to give you the whole world just to have you back. And then you'll be this ungrateful bitch who took such amazing person for granted and everyone will hate you.

"Yeah.. I'm glad as well.." you said, looking away as you felt yourself tearing up from your own words. You felt crushed by your own lie that you oh so desperately wanted to believe.

It went on like that for months. You being the never needy, ever lovely jewel that shine reflects on Bada. You're like the perfect girlfriend for Bada that's always there supporting her and being loved by Bada but only if they knew what happens inside the apartment you shared with her. There were times she's sweet and there are times that she made you feel like you're the most useless human being in the world and that you're only there because of Bada.

"Y/N go make me something to eat. I'm starving." Bada ordered as you were cleaning around the living room. You hated it when she's not working. She's just horrible towards you and you're sick of it.

"Why don't you make your own damn food? I'm not your fucking slave and I'm tired of you treating me like crap whenever no one's around!" you yelled and slammed the mop on the ground and Bada chuckled coldly, standing up and stood in front of you. You were supposed to cower before when she did that but not today. All the anger and emotions that you've bottled for months is finally about to burst.

"Oh yeah? Then why are you still here? You could've left me, Y/N. You could've went back to the states the first time you left but you didn't because deep down, you still need me. You can't live without me. Let's face it, you're bound to be just a pretty little thing to keep me company until I finally get tired of you and discard you. But even after that, you'll still chase me around because you're just like that, Y/N. And will always be like that." Bada's words felt like being stabbed, shot, zapped and ran over all at once. Even if you deny it, her words still held some truth to it.

"Yeah, I still love you, Bada! Still so damn in love with you even if you hurt me, even if you keep breaking me like those damned promises you told me. But I'm done. I'm so done with you, so done with this relationship, so done with all your bullshits!" tears were streaming down your face but there's this burning determination inside you that Bada can't put out even with those words. You're determined to leave, you're determined to put yourself first. You want to help yourself out and away from this relationship to which you did exactly.

You pushed past her and went to grab and pack all the belongings that are important and you can carry. You pushed past her when she tried to stop you from leaving. You are so done and you didn't want to be her pretty little toy anymore. It all ends today. It all ends now. You didn't care if you were wearing your pajamas to the airport. You didn't care if you had to spend a lot of money just to get a ticket to go back to the states. You didn't care about the cameras being pointed your way, taking pictures and videos of you looking so disheveled for them to post and share on social media. All you cared about is you, and the feeling of being free from Bada's clutches.

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@lil-elliesgf @efyyylee @hwm1hyun @mikaleialt @bunnywonyo @badaswifey @mrs-grim-reaper @b1ackbunny @wifey-badalee

#bada x reader #bada lee #swf2 #swf2 x reader #bada lee x reader #lee bada #bada lee imagine #bada fanfic #bada imagine

[wrongchose]

I was going to make a post writing ALL the plot that inspired these sketches but it got too long for a little post IM CRYING KANDJ so instead have a little context for every single one (*・ω・)ﾉ

All in the same story Post-Apocalyptic scenario under cut!!

Some Julian design sketches, i changed little about his appearence as i think he would not need to, he knows how to hide very well from the rampaging monsters and hes kinda inmune to them anyways. Finds Randy unconscious and takes him as his talking companion (even if he doesn't talk) 'cause being alone in the apocalypse can't do you very good, can it?. He is actually admiting to know his secret for a while so he wakes up (he doesn't).

A concept i dreamed of; when the Ninja needs it, the suit will protect its user so basically it helps him when hes to tired to fight, (doesn't matter if hes not conscious). It is also capable to show the Ninja see content from the Nomicon without directly accesing to it. The appearence of the suit is directly linked to the state of the Ninja, it resembles bandages as a consecuence of the injuries and mental burden the he currently has. with them being the most simple form of the suit (only for healing, not fighting). Randy is not 100 conscious and cannot take the mask off until he completely heals. Gosh i love sketching edgy scenarios.

MORE peopleee, this time Theresa and Howard (i can't draw any of them ugghhh), Neither of them even have an idea of whats going on, so they team up to find their friends (Debbie and Randy specifically) and at the same time figure out a solution to this crisis, or at least thats what Theresa thinks, in reality Howard is trying desperately not to break a promise he made to Randy "help everyone in case the worst happens" (dude just wants to help). They get to know each other better and since Randy is missing Howard just likes to assume hes Ninja-ing, to not think of "the worst case scenario". Eventually they save Debbie later and find out what happened to Randy and his new "thing".

Edit: I UPLOADED THE UGLIEST PHOTOS EVER I EDITED THEM A BIT AJVDBA

Crutial points of this story but i dont know how to write for my dear life, i could make a mini comic but i dont want to know anything about thAT mmmm ლ(¯ロ¯"ლ)

#rc9gn #I WISH I KNEW HOW TO WRITE #I HAVE SO MUCH TO WRITE ABOUT THIS GUYSS #theresa fowler #howard weinerman #julian rc9gn #randy cunnigham #wrong art #apocalypsetypeS #Stankalypse AU

[topaz-witch-tea]

OMG HIIIII

FIRST OF ALL I LOVE UR WORKS SM I THINK IM LOSING MY MIND FROM THE CUTENESS

SECOND OF ALL I GOT A BRAINROT TO SHARE WITH YOU!

Ahem- So yk how Yingxing was told to be like, very workaholic and so consumed with his work to the point he forgets to eat, drink or sleep?

I headcanon that sometimes he goes back into this old habit for a week or two just working to the point that Yanqing has to alert Dan Feng and Jing Yuan to drag the guy outside of his workshop LMAO

They force him to take care of himself or Yanqing will cry (HES SO CUTE I CANT-)

Aww thank you so much!!! I really enjoy getting asks and having people interested in it!!!

This is absolutely adorable.

***I hope I did your brainrot justice. The draft has been in progress for a while and I am now finishing it at 1:30 AM

Yingxing has his own private forge in the manor so he can work on his own things and also so he wouldn't have to stay in the Artisanship Commission all day to work on things. The problem is that now his commute from his home to a forge has been cute, he can spend more time on personal projects.

He becomes a ghost, just meandering the halls for food and water before returning back to his work. He is gone for so long that Yanqing misses him. He's also a bit scared since his father looks like he died inside.

Yanqing would absolutely go running to the other two about it. He's too young to understand what's actually happening to his dad but something is wrong and he doesn't like it. Dan Feng is displeased due to his inability to take care of his health but also the distress it is causing Yanqing. Jing Yuan is more concerned as to the lack of care Yingxing is participating in. While Yanqing just wants his Baba to get better and play with him again.

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Yanqing waited patiently at the door for what has been 30 minutes now. In his hands was his white lion plushie sporting a very noticeable tear on its ear, a result from a play fight with Mimi. On the other side of the door was his father's private forge- a place for the Furnace Master to pursue his private projects. Yanqing was never allowed in without permission lest his father accidentally pour molten near him or accidentally harm him with tools of the trade.

He had knocked quietly to request his father's aid and was told to stand outside quietly for a bit as his father cleaned up the forge. Yingxing had looked tired and a bit frazzled. His usually neat hair was knotted and messy and he had bags under his eyes. So engrossed in a project after getting his hands on some rare materials, he had forgone daily care and even the pleasures of life. He ate when his stomach growled louder than the sound of his hammer and he drank when he would develop pounding headaches and his vision would get blurry. He would sleep on his chair so that he may continue his work when the sun rose.

Yanqing was quite distraught upon laying eyes on his father. He hadn't seen him in a week and a half and did not dare to call for him, not wanting to disturb his important work. So there he stood until 10 became 20 which became 30. His feet started to hurt and he couldn't help but feel upset. Did he forget about Yanqing?

Yanqing wanted to go and knock again, but he was always warned about disturbing his father in the forge. So he settled for the next best option. Running down the courtyard, he made his way to the archives where his other 2 fathers engrossed themselves in a book that was gifted to them.

Walking up to Jing Yuan, Yanqing tugged on his clothing in an attempt to get his attention.

"Yanqing? What are you doing here?" Jing Yuan picked the child up and put him on his lap.

"Baba is really busy. I asked him to fix my toy and he made me wait outside for a long time."

"Oh, did he now? Doesn't he know its wrong to make Yanqing wait at all?" Jing Yuan teased before tickling his son, causing the boy to squirm.

"But I haven't seen Baba in forever and when I saw him, he looked really scary?" Yanqing exclaimed.

"Scary?" Dan Feng inquired

"Mhm, he looked like a zombie! Like those monsters in that movie you watched!"

"I see. Do you miss Baba?" JIng Yuan asked.

"Yes! Baba hasn't played with me in a long time." Yanqing said leaning into his father's hold as he observed the High Elder exchange a look with the General.

Dan Feng reached patted Yanqing on the head. "Why don't you go to the kitchen for a snack? A-die and I will get you Baba to play with you, okay?"

"Really?" Yanqing beamed.

"Really, now run along." Yanqing hopped off his father's lap and raced to the kitchen.

Yingxing was fast asleep when a heavy weight landed on his chest. He quickly shot up to see Dan Feng peering over him, his eyes cloudy with annoyance and a bit of anger. Jing Yuan stood next to him, an amused smile present on his face as always.

"What was that for?" Yingxing exclaimed.

"Playing dumb doesn't suit you. You know exactly what it was for!" The tail swished back and forth, threatening an even harder hit if he asked another stupid question. Though it seemed that sleep and lack of care was making Yinxing's brain run extra slow today.

"You're doing it again." Jing Yuan jumped in, saving him from another whack. "No eating, drinking, and barely any sleeping. Yanqing hasn't seen you in over a week."

Yingxing's slowly connected the dots.

Yanqing...Yanqing...

"Oh! Is he still waiting outside? How long has it been?" Yinxing pulling out his phone to check the time.

"No, we told him to go to the kitchen for snacks. You should join him for some, and maybe for a nap as well. He misses you."

Yingxing rubbed his eyes and slowly collected himself, exhaustion still very present. "Yeah, I'll definitely need a nap after."

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK!!!

I hope you like it and feel free to send more and send any questions you have regarding the AU.

#yanqing #jing yuan #dan feng #jingrenheng #yingxing #yanqing’s happy family au #honkai star rail #hsr #Yanqing's Happy Family asks

[wooahaes]

getting to know you

pairing: non-idol!husband!joshua x fem(afab)!reader

word count: ~1.0k

warnings: mentions of giving birth/pregnancy/newborn baby (afab reader who is referred to as a mother). some postpartum depression notes. mentions of struggles with fertility. no proofreading, intentional lowercase. writer is going through some thoughts tonight lol

daisy’s notes: rare present tense daisy bc i think it works better here. sorry for a more emotional thing, i’m dealing with a lot of thoughts haha im almost 23 i shouldnt even be thinking abt having kids rn and yet.

this... wasn’t the way things went in fiction.

with joshua out, you’ve had a lot of time to reflect. all you really could do from your hospital bed, curled up on your side, was just your newborn daughter as she slept peacefully in her crib. she has his nose, you think. maybe his eyes, too. truthfully, you hope she does. you’d always told joshua you hoped your baby would have his pretty eyes. she’s still so tiny, so wrinkly, but she’s alive and well and now she’s back with you again. a tiny part of you thinks that most mothers would be holding their newborn now, cradling that tiny life that you supported for so many months and falling more and more in love by the second.

yet... it hadn’t really clicked yet. you love her because she’s your daughter, the way that all mothers should, but...

it’s hard to say you love her past that, cruel as it may seem. the online forums told you that it was normal to not feel attached yet. you’d just gone through hours of labor with your husband’s hand clutching your own, you were exhausted. if anything, you should be using this time to rest until joshua comes back. although you’d already eaten by now (the soup the hospital had given you was actually delicious, but you still aren’t sure whether that’s because of the fact you were ravenous or if it was legitimately good), joshua had promised you a dessert of your choosing. a celebratory thing for giving birth.

(now that you're alone, you don’t think you really wanted him to leave yet. but he told you to rest before he left, kissing you one last time before keeping to his promise that he’d made months ago.)

a light knock at the door catches your attention, and in walks your husband with a bag and a gentle smile on his face. “i’m back,” he says, shutting the door behind himself. he comes over to your bed, gently kissing you once more before setting your dessert aside. “how are you feeling?”

empty. you look at your infant daughter again. i shouldn’t be. “tired.”

“it’s okay,” he says, making his way over to the crib. “i’ll watch her. you should eat and sleep, honey.”

he’s so gentle with picking her up, securing her in his arms and looking at her like she’s the most beautiful thing in the world (and she is, truly: you think she is, but you just wish you could feel more for her than what you do). he settles into a chair, and all you can do is watch your husband as he oh-so-lovingly gazes at the product of so, so much time. getting pregnant took so long, and you still remember crying with joshua when the test was finally pregnant (and again after your doctor confirmed it with a blood test, just to assuage your own fears that it was a false positive). in fiction it happens on accident, or after a few attempts. no one told you that you’d be trying for so damn long before your body did what you wanted it to do.

“it’s okay, you know.”

you perk up a little when joshua speaks, his gaze having yet to leave your baby. “shua?”

“you don’t have to be bonded to her immediately,” he says. he remembers the conversation the two of you had about a week ago about this same exact topic. what if i don’t love her yet? “she’s a new person. you didn’t love me before you knew me, right?”

he has a point. as did every single website you turned to in an attempt to calm yourself down during that treacherous countdown to giving birth. this is normal, they would say. not all parents bonded with their baby right away. and yet you can’t help but feel guilty that you’re another one of them, stuck watching your husband and your baby have the bond you wish you could already have. 

“we’re still getting to know her,” he says gently. “it’s okay.”

you let out a sigh, curling up on your side again--careful of your own stitches. the recovery process would be hell on its own (hell, you know whatever they gave you is wearing off more and more as you become acutely aware just how sore your body is), but your focus is just on you, your husband, and your baby. “do you love her?”

“that doesn’t matter,” he says. “i do. and i know you do, too. but she’s still a stranger to me, you know?” he stands, carefully making his way over to sit down next to you. “i love you,” he says. “i think she has your lips.”

“she was just born, shua,” you weakly smile as you lean into his side.

“like you haven’t been staring at her thinking about how she has my nose,” he smiles, too. the pains of having a husband so deeply in love with you that he knows your thoughts well by now... plus your previous conversations about what you thought she’d look like probably come to mind now, too. “i think,” he says, “she’s just as beautiful as her mom.”

what a sap, you think. but he’s your sap. “just as pretty as you, too,” you tease, cheek pressing against his arm. “she really does have your eyes, you know.”

“she’s ours,” he says with this warm, loving pride in his voice. he looks to you, still smiling so gently (and enough for the both of you, you think: he knows your struggling now), “i hope she likes us, you know.”

the thought makes you snort a little. “god, i hope so, too.”

#wooahaes.fic #seventeen imagine #seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #svt x reader #svt imagine #svt x you #joshua x reader #joshua x you #joshua hong x reader #joshua hong x you