#hes really sweet to her and they love eachother a lot and noone else gets it but they're just glad they're both happy

[baebaejooheon]

Corpse husband x cottagecore! Reader headcanon

Just a cottagecore esque thing where it’s readers birthday and they throw a big meet up/sleepover thing.

Fem reader just bc. Mentions wearing a dress/skirt

A/N: uhhh leave me alone Ik I have a series in the works that I haven’t written for in months. Leave me alone 😎 not edited pls it’s rlly not good , as well as written at 6 am. Based on a maladaptive daydream I had for like a week straight. I could turn this into a real fic if anyone wants it but like ahaha I can barely write once a year 😌🤚🏻 I will probably reread it and fix it later but as of now you get what you get. I literally just typed this on my phone with no sleep so like 🤗🤪

Originally posted by datchidatchi

A little background, Y/N lives in a medium sized cottage esque house. She has a small garden in her back yard, as well as a free roam fluffy brown cow named dellie, and a big chicken coop. As well as a duck that roams the property and a couple of other animals. As well as a huge flower field a little off the premises. (All of this is infact important.)

It’s Your 23rd birthday, and for this big occasion you decided to invite over all your friends, even those who live outside of the country, to your small home in the middle of nowhere. This would be the meetup that would break the internet.

Many people were invited. The typical among us group:Jack, Felix, Rae, Sykunno, Toast, Poki, and even Corpse who was given the option even tho the likelihood was low given the situation.

A few SMP friends you had made through association were also invited: Karl, Alex, Nick etc.

Many people, lots of fun.

The morning of your birthday, You awoke to many messages and posts for your birthday. Lots of bomb selfies on the feed as well as #HAPPYBDAYY/N trending on Twitter. Along with this, you were greeted with a few texts from your non American friends stating that they arrived safely or that they were checking into the hotel rooms they had booked for the weekend.

When the time came for the party, most of the people had managed to show up. The party was in full swing, everyone had a drink in hand, posting pictures, celebrating being together as well as it being your birthday.

Filling the trending tab on Twitter with so many hashtags

Around 10 pm you got a call from corpse and decided to head upstairs to get some peace and quiet from the loud music in your living room.

Answering the phone the conversation wasn’t anything special, corpse wishing you the fourth happy birthday for that day, as well as asking how everything was going. It was a normal conversation, that was, until his breath hitched and his voice started to quiver as he grew quiet, barely mumbling. Asking what was wrong, corpse went on a small tangent about how he wished he was more confident with his looks, how he wished it wasn’t scary showing his closest friends what he looked like etc. and how he wished he could be there at the party with everyone.

“Corpse I’ve told you 100 times. I understand your situation and it’s ok that you couldn’t show up. I don’t hold it against you, but I didn’t want you to feel left out :))”

“What would you say if I said I just pulled up in an Uber and I’m absolutely terrified of what’s gonna happen?”

Sneaking out of the back door as quickly as possible and running to the front lawn preparing herself. Corpse steps out of the car and You just jump in his arms. like full on koala grip on this man.

Holding his face and just showering him with compliments. Lots of reassurance and sweet nothings.

Heading to the back porch in order to allow him to calm down and prepare. The two end up sitting outside in the dark talking for like 30 minutes.

Finally working up the courage to head inside. You hold his hand the whole time and you see his hands start to shake.

Stepping into the living room, Jack noticing corpse was there, smiling but not saying anything after realizing he’s nervous. Meeting eveyone for the first time really being hard on him. No one else knowing what he looks like so no one really has a reaction

“Look who I found”

“Oh Y/N!! We were wondering where you ran off too. Who’s your friend?”

Corpse just hits them with a “uhh, hi 🤗”

Everyone freaking out as soon as they realize who it is and trying to talk to him.

Phones were put away for most of the night in fear of leaking anything.

You going the extra step to check everyone’s camera rolls (with consent of course) just incase and deleting any photo with any form of corpes face.

A group selfie with just corpse’s hand doing a peace sign

Many drunk escapades

Everyone finding a place to crash for the night. Some staying awake on their phones, some heading to hotels, some alresdy passed out for the night.

You check in on corpse before you head to bed, knowing today was a lot for him.

“Surprisingly? One of the best nights I’ve had in awhile :))”

Heading off to bed.

6 am rolls around and ms Y/N is up at the crack of dawn to do morning chores for the small farm.

Cute hobbit esque dress. Brown skirt, off the shoulder white flowy shirt tucked in, white frilly apron, brown corset belt Etc. you know the fit

Walking down the stairs, you see corpse on his phone in the dark sitting at her dining room table. Everyone was still asleep and it seemed like corpse hadn’t even slept a wink. You know, his insomnia and all.

“What are you doing awake? It’s only 6 am and you partied pretty hard last night?”

“Farm life doesn’t stop for a hangover, but I could ask you the same thing mister :) come on you can help me out”

Corpse is 100% not dressed to do anything outside, especially not any farm work.

Tells him to wait on the back porch while she gathers some stuff from the house. coming out with a messenger bag as well as a basket and a blanket.

Sets everything down and continues to feed the animals with corpse, asking him to grab the big bucket of feed. showing him the ropes, filling up everyone’s water dishes. Collecting eggs etc.

Corpse just watching you with a smile on his face. Your just talking to all your animals, yelling at fiesty hens for pecking at your legs and/or talking to Gerald the duck for getting in the way.

Corpse lowkey obsessed with dellie the cow. Pets her and coos for like 5 minutes straight.

When they finish the sun is barely rising everything still looks like a silhouette from far enough away. putting what needs to go inside away, and then grabbing the messenger bag off the porch.

Dragging corpse to the flower field just down the hill at the edge of the property.

Laying out the blanket and sitting just talking for hours.

You plays music from your phone through a small speaker, dancing around and twirling, lost in your own world.

Corpse’s Instagram story is just full of videos and pictures of you in the sunrise, small captions like happy birthweek to the most amazing person Ik. Or damn who knew farm girl had moves.

Literally 30+ story posts at 7 am.

Corpse takes a picture of you making a flower crown. Shadows cast across your skin, the small bit of sunrise light casting a soft golden glow. The field of flowers all around. Literally goddess worthy.

Fans going crazy reposting the pictures, spamming Twitter etc.

His camera roll is FULL of pictures of her.

Giving corpse A flower crown full of an array of wild flowers

Dancing together. Just twirling and laughing.

City boy corpse loving the farm life

Secretly of course

Relaxing and just sitting with eachother as it slowly reaches 10 am.

“Uh, thanks for this morning, I had a lot of fun.” A small sleepy smile on his face. The flower crown crooked on his messy curls as he just stares into your eyes.

You both end up leaning in for a kiss bumping noses as you gently pull away

Definitely the best birthday gift you could have asked for

Heading back inside to see how everyone’s doing.

Rae being one of the few awake asking where the two of you had been seeing it was already around noon

“Those of us awake took it upon ourselves to raid your kitchen sorry not sorry”

Corpse getting sleepy wanting to take a nap seeing as it was noon and he was running on little to no sleep.

You let him rest in your bed as you occupy everyone downstairs

Everyone leaving around 3 pm, corpse is still asleep so you go outside to check on all the animals once again.

Letting Gerald in the house bc he’s being a pain in the ass.

When you come into the house you see corpse coming down the stairs rubbing his eyes and streatching. His shirt twisted and raising slightly, the jewelry and chains he was wearing now gone.

Giving him a good “morning” kiss.

The day is filled with you cooking for him. Making fun of his foil troubles, watching movies, laughing and overall joking.

Spending the rest of the night cuddling together and making the most of the time you had together.

Making things between you official

✨Extra✨

When you post about eachother to tell the fans that the two of you have been dating for like 6 months the captions are wild.

Corpse is like “ugh look at my gorgeous girlfriend, so pretty, so nice and kind, the most amazing person ever” just full on simp. The pictures he uses are from the morning after your birthday.

Your picture is just you guys holding hands. His usual chains and jewelry. Caption just “eww a city boy 🤮, gotta take all the love I can get tho”

[thewritingginger]

Valentine’s Day In

This is a bit late to say the least, I was hoping to post this on Valentine’s Day but school work had my ass occupied so for the past week I was going back and forth between school work and writing 😒 

Also I know I have a bajillion wips todo, a few of which are Valentine’s Day prompts 

bUt

I got a super cute fluffy idea for Valentine’s Day and the motivation came to me so I hope we can let it slide for now. Right?  😅

Anyways I hope you enjoy ~ Also I wrote this while listening to THIS, so if you want you can listen to it while you read as well :3

Fandom: Obey Me! Pairing: Satan x GN! Reader  Word Count:  2,866 words Warning(s): Cheesy, kinda rom-com-y, probably not perfect lol

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The forecast was said to be sunny with slight cloudiness. When you opened the window this morning the sky was indeed cloudy, but instead of sun it was matched with a downpour.

You and Satan had planned the whole day together.

Starting with a relaxing morning of talking and reading in eachothers arms. Then to go for a walk around town, window shopping till dinner time. But since it was stormy outside and you weren’t really in the mood to get dressed up to then get soaked.

But although going out wasn’t really an option anymore, you were still going to spend your day relaxing with Satan as you’ve already planned.

The agenda was already in motion as you and Satan started your day having breakfast together, followed by hanging out in his room reading and cuddling. When it came to be around noon you went to take a shower. Once you were out, your hair still damp, you headed back to Satan’s room. But when you knocked on his door and opened it, the room was empty.

“Hmm.” Since he wasn’t in his room, you went to the study. But came to find he wasn’t there either, infact, he wasn’t anywhere in the house. ‘Where the hell is he?’ Letting out a sigh, you headed back to your room and texted him.

Y/n: “Hey, where are you?”

Satan: “Sorry, something came up and I didn’t get a chance to tell you. I should be home in a couple hours. 💚

Closing your messages you sigh, falling onto the plush mattress of your bed.

Since Satan wouldn't be around for a while you spent your time doing some work. In the time waiting for him you finished up an assignment for class and tidied up your room a bit. Nothing too exciting but it beat just sitting around. While scrolling through Devilgram you got another message from the awaited demon.

Satan: “I’m probably gonna be another hour or so.”

Sitting up in bed, feeling a bit defeated, you leave to go downstairs. On your way down you ran into Beel and Belphie. “Hey, Y/n.”

“Hey, Beel. Whatcha guys up to?”

“Nothing much, actually we wanted to see if you wanted to come hang out for a bit.”

Considering the request, you accept. “Sure, why not. Satan won't be home for a bit longer anyways.” You say, a bit sadder than you intended.

“Great! I got some new snacks I want you to try. Come on.” Beelzebub says with a smile, throwing his arm over your shoulder.

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It had been awhile since you’ve entered the twins room. The time was spent eating different treats and chatting. Feeling ready to leave you stood up, “Well I think Imma head out. I had a lot of fun with you guys but I don’t want to intrude anymore.”

“Wait!” Beel says. Belphegor sighs at his brother's outburst.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothings wrong.” Belphegor corrects. “It’s just that we don’t get to spend much time with you it seems. With you dating Satan and all, Beel just thought we could have you around a bit longer.”

You frown a bit. “I’m sorry guys, I didn’t know you felt that way.”

“Yeah, yeah. Just sit back down.”Belphie sighs, making you laugh.

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Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Door’s open.” Beel hollars, not looking up  from the card game the three of you are playing. The door opens,

“There you are.” You turn towards the familiar voice to see the man you’ve been waiting for. “Sorry I kept you waiting.”

“You should be.” You sass.

“Mind if I take her from you guys?” Satan asks his brothers. They nod their heads, engrossed by their game. Putting your cards down you say your goodbyes to leave the room with Satan. Once the door is closed you smack his chest, causing him to laugh. “Woah, easy.”

“You know, you left me high and dry, right?” You cross your arms, brow raised.

“Yes, yes I did. Won’t you forgive me?” Placing his hands on your hips, he looks down at you with his gemstone eyes.

“Fine! But don’t think I’ll let it slide again.”

“I wouldn’t expect it.” He smiles, punctuating his sentence with a chased kiss.

Back at your bedroom, you walk in while Satan stays on the other side of the door. “Well, aren’t you gonna come in?” You say.

“Nope. That’s because I’m leaving you to get dressed.”

“Wait, why?” You asked, confused.

“You’ll just have to find out, won’t you.” He grins, “Now get dressed. I’ll wait for you downstairs.” Before you can say anything else, he closed the door. And with that you spent the next hour getting ready.

Stepping in front of a mirror you take a look at your work. Wearing your best outfit, admiring how the rich green fabric accentuates your body perfectly. Your hair styled. Face fresh. Brushing the invisible wrinkles from your front you head to the stairs. From the top you see Satan standing at the bottom, dressed in his finest suit. His eyes light up when they land on you, a smile accompanying the starlight gaze.

Descending the staircase you take your time letting your eyes wander down his frame.  His hair is combed back, allowing a clear view of his shape features. His body’s adorned with a well fitted suit, the breast pocket housing a pocket square in his signature color. Trailing your vision down to where his hands join at his stomach. A bouquet of peonies resides between his palms.

Nearing the end of the staircase he extends his hand, guiding you down the last few steps. Standing before him he looks down at you, words yet to be spoken between you. Bringing your hand to his lips he places a kiss on your knuckles.

“You look perfect.” He confesses, almost in a whisper as if speaking to himself. “These are for you.” Offering your hands the flowers, he smiles.

Looking down at the bouquet you admire the layered petals in variants of blush pink. Taking a breath of the sweet smell you sigh. “They’re gorgeous, Satan. You didn’t have to get me any~.” You’re cut off by a strong arm taking yours.

“Of course I did. Every beautiful person deserves the small treasures of life.” His voice is like butter. The way each syllable rolls off his tongue effortlessly, always seeming to have an answer for everything.

“Where are you taking me?”

“You’ll see.” He says with a wink.

Reaching the back of the house you are led to a door that leads into another study of sorts.

Upon opening the door you hear soft jazz and the fireplace crackling in the air. Looking around you see candles lit and flowers everywhere. A few vases of the same pink flowers in your hands scattered around the room and petals trailing a path through double-doors that lead to a patio area that has a full view of the lush garden with a pond. Outside under the covering you see a table set for two with more candles littered about. A bottle of wine and two glasses reside there waiting for you. Breathing in the smell of the earth mixed with the rain you sigh.

You’re speechless. The music. The setting. Him. It’s all perfect.

“Oh, Satan. This is… amazing. How~ When?” Your mind is racing.

“I’ve been working on it all day. Since we couldn’t go out for Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d bring it to us. Do you like it?” He asks, worried he might have done too much.

Placing your bouquet on the table, you turn around to wrap your arms around his shoulders, drawing him in for a kiss.

Pulling back you gaze into his eyes, your fingers gently raking through his golden locks. “I love it.” Satan smiles, relieved. ”So, I’m guessing that’s why Beel and Belphie asked me to hang out. You just needed a distraction, and here I thought they actually missed me.”

“Well, truthfully, I did ask them to make sure you didn’t come downstairs. Though, what they did to accomplish that I had no part in. But enough about that, please ~.” Satan says, gesturing at the quaint table. “Would you like to sit down?” Satan asks, pulling out your chair. Accepting his invitation you sit down. His fingers linger awhile after  pushing you in, as he makes his way to the other side of the table. Handing you a glass of wine he poured, your fingers hold his for a moment before separating once again. “You’re not cold are you?”

You shake your head. “No, I’m fine.” You were definitely more than fine, you actually began to feel a bit warm. The way his eyes look over you. Unable to read what he must be thinking. Your guesses and wishes of what those thoughts may be only made you warmer. Shaking yourself from those thoughts you relax into your chair.

Sitting in comfortable silence. The music playing, lulls you into a trance. Sipping your wine you sway to the mellow notes. You don't notice right away how Satan is watching you. His chin propped on his hand, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips. When you see him eyeing you, you sit up straight and laugh a bit. You feel your cheeks heat up slightly. 

Getting up, Satan offers you his hand once again.

“Won't you dance with me?”

“Of course.” You say, taking his hand.

Standing in the middle of the covered area, your left hand enclosed in his as your right rests on his shoulder. His strong arm wraps around your back holding you close. Swaying to the notes playing in the air, you rest your head on his chest. Breathing in the scent of his cologne mixed with his natural musk. His cheek rests upon your head, pressing a gentle kiss in your hair.

Looking up, your eyes meet, foreheads touching. His eyes alone are enough to speak a thousand words for him. They tell you everything he doesn’t.

They compliment you. Say how much they adore you. They say, ‘I need you!’

In this silent conversation your free hand moves to cup his cheek. The sweet touch makes him sigh into you. Reachin up he holds your wrist to kiss your palm. His eyes, never leaving yours. You can’t help the giggle that leaves your throat. The sweet yet sensual motion creates butterflies in your stomach.

Releasing you, allowing your hand to resume its place on his shoulder as his, goes to rest on your hip.

“You know I love you, right?” He says. A flirtatious glint in his eye.

“Well of course you do. It’s only natural.” You say playfully making him laugh. His toothy grin makes your heart flutter.

“Is that so? Then tell me Y/n, what else is ‘only natural’?”

Your breath gets caught in your throat for a moment. No matter how long you’ve been together he still somehow manages to make you flustered and giddy. Biting your lip in thought, you smile.

“Well, ignoring the fact you’re a demon and I’m a human.” You start. Pulling another low chuckle from the blonde. “I’d say, this moment and every other moment shared between us is. Being with you, whether in sweatpants on your bed or dressed up like we are now, every minute spent with you is perfect.”

“So you’re telling me I didn’t have to do all this then? I wished you told me sooner, it would’ve saved me a lot of time” He says with a chuckle and slapping his shoulder only made him laugh harder. But you couldn’t help but laugh along with him.

“You think you’re so funny, huh?”

“Well I’d like to think I’m quite humorous” He says, pulling your waist into his. Leaning down for a kiss but you pull away.

“Is that so? Then prove it.”

He studies your challenging eyes. Kissing his teeth he accepts your jab. “Ok. Then how do you suspect I’ll do that?”

“Hmm.” You look to the side, pondering the question. Then an idea popped in your head. “Ok Mr. Humorous, why don’t you prove to me just how fun you can be by jumping into the pond.” You say, holding back a smile. Seeing him process your request, you are about to laugh when you see him beginning to take off his blazer. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like? I’m doing as you asked.” He says with a smirk.

You watch him remove his blazer and button up, followed by his shoes and socks. Standing straight in all his shirtless glory you take a moment to appreciate his physique. His smooth skin stretched over toned muscles. The flexing of his arm as he moves to sweep his hair back to look at you.

“What are you waiting for? Take off your shoes, unless you want to get them dirty.” He says. You let out a hum as his words shake you from your thoughts. He laughs, as if knowing what had you distracted. “You didn’t really think I’d be walking out there alone did you? I expect you to help me out since you’re the reason I’m going to be in there.”

“Fine. But only if I get to push you in.” You say taking off your shoes. He smiles at your requirement.

“Fine by me.”

Holding your jacket over your head to shield yourself from the rain as much as possible you and Satan begin to walk across the grass.

At the pond Satan turns to you, “So are you gonna push me in or do I have to jump in?” Laughing at his question but mostly at his appearance. Already drenched without stepping a single foot into the water.

“Oh I’m gonna push you in.” You say. Inching to the edge of the pond, ready to push Satan in. When your hands make contact with his hot skin a hand wraps around your wrist and before you knew it you were going down with him.

Splashing into the water you come up gasping at the frigid temperature. “Satan!” You say splashing water in his face. All you can hear is the rain and the hearty laugh coming from the demon’s chest. Slicking your hair out of your face you look at the man still laughing. “It’s not funny!” Though despite your words you couldn’t suppress the laugh that comes out of your mouth as well.

“It’s pretty funny if you ask me.”

“That was not part of the deal.”

“Well actually, our deal was you get to push me in. Nowhere in that agreement did we state I couldn’t pull you in with me.” He says, stepping closer to you. His strong arms holding you close edging away the cold around you.

“Well remind me next time to cover all bases because that was cheap and you know it.”

“They don’t call me a demon for nothing.” He says. His voice low, a small smirk playing his lips. Droplets of water fall from the loose strands of hair around his face.

“You look like a wet dog.” You say, pushing his wet hair back.

“I think we both do but that doesn’t matter, right? What was it you said earlier? No matter where we are, as long as we are together, it's perfect? Well to that I couldn’t agree more.” His words make you smile, warmth fills your chest. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders, pulling him in. Once your lips touch the arms around your body tightens, lifting you up. Encircling your legs around his waist your kiss deepens. Your tongues dancing with one another. The taste and feeling of him sends electricity through you. Your fingers coil in his wet locks. Everything around you faded away. You couldn’t feel the rain or hear the music playing in the house anymore. Your senses are completely consumed by him. His touch. His smell. Everything. You wanted it all. You couldn’t care less where you were at this moment. You’d sooner let yourself drown in the water around you than let go of him. How can one person have such an affect on you?

Pulling away, both catching your breaths, your foreheads resting against each other. Though separated, the heat between you two is ever-present. His large hand cradles your cheek, keeping you close. His eyes shut for a moment to collect himself before looking back to you. His gaze is softer than before,

“I love you more than you know. Thank you for being mine.” Your chest swells. Stocking his cheek you kiss his lips once more.

“You don’t need to thank me, Satan. But I will ask you to warn me next time you decide to throw me in water.” You tease, but you both know you don’t really mind how things turned out.

“Let’s go back inside and warm up by the fire.” He smirks.

“I’d love that.”

Satan carried you back to the study where the rest of the night was spent by the fire where many more heated touches were shared. Maybe getting soaked in the rain wasn’t so bad after all.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------- Oh lord she can never post anything on time or in a timely manner huh? . . . Nope! :)

But I hope you enjoyed this somewhat. I know it’s not perfect but I still think it’s pretty cute. Cheesy ... but cute :3

I hope you had a good Valentines day with your 2D or 3D baes.

Till next post ~ 💛💛💛

#obey me! #shall we date obey me #shall we date #obey me satan #shall we date satan #satan #satan x reader #x gn reader #obey me x reader #fluff #valentines day

[haiykuties-imagines-blog]

hey, so i've had a really bad day today, and i was hoping if you could write a scenario where akaashi comforts his fem s/o after he unknowingly pushes her into a breakdown because she wasn't studying? thank you.

Hey I’m really sorry to hear you haven’t had the best of days, I hope tomorrow is better and please feel free to message me for anything, even a little chat! I’m almost always free and able to reply 💜 For now I hope this will cheer you up!

Akaashi Keiji x Reader | Word Count: 1,119

As summer was dawning upon everyone it meant two things:

First being that the volleyball season came to an end so you had Akaashi all to yourself, which was amazing.

But the other was something less desiring, it being that the second meant exams for you all.

The exam stress hit you hard this year. Being in the college prep class for all your subjects really did take a toll on you, it was time consuming, more hard work than you expected and it was literally driving you to your death. Studying took up so much time, more than you’d like but it had to be done no matter how good sleeping felt.

It didn’t benefit you that Akaashi decided it was the best time to start taking you for dates. You loved the extra time and dates with Akaashi, you both shared busy lifestyles so when you finally had the time to embrace and bask in eachothers company you would both jump at it. The idea of being able to go out and do whatever you desired with your lover was a bliss, sometimes it would be a chilled coffee date and other times it would be something more outgoing like getting a train to some remote area and just exploring! (Despite that fact you often got lost and Akaashi had to chill you out) Neither of you two wanted it any other way. Unfortunately though all these outings began to affect your study schedule, causing you to be extremely paranoid and stressed over everything.

You really did appreciate everything he did though and made sure he knew that by going to everything planned, bundling in all your tension to show you cared. It just meant a lot of studying into the dark hours of the night, along with meal skips and lots of unorganisation. Your head was a mess constantly, a whirlwind of school destroying everything else inside. The only thing you could think about was the upcoming exams and Akaashi of course, but it was a struggle to juggle both.

It was currently 2am as you fished through all your papers trying to find your algebra sheets to begin working through. Your eyes stung with heaviness, your head wobbled as it screamed for you to sleep and your handwriting was completely not eligible by this point, it seemed more like a spider had written your answers for you. You couldn’t stop though, you had to get it all finished and ace all the exams you had and this was the only way to do it!

After a while more your legs were practically trembling with anxiousness and you began to feel extremely dizzy, you slowly lost control as everything went an ebony black and your body collided with your study desk causing a harsh thud.

Multiple texts and a few calls didn’t get through to you, it was currently 1pm and Akaashi hadn’t heard anything from you since mid-noon the previous day. He was completely worried for you and also scared he had done something wrong and seriously hurt you, he may have not knew how but he decided it was time to go over and see if you were actually ok.

Arriving at your house and using his extra key to enter he slowly began making his up to your room. He had called your name a few times but tk no avail, where were you? Had you gone out for the day? He was so confused by this point.

As he opened your door his stone like face contorted into an expression of hurt. To see you sprawled out acorss your desk, clearly uncomfortable, and in a room full of opened books and many test papers scattered everywhere made him feel like he had failed you,m. Had he truly not seen how stressed you had been?

Carefully, he began to pick you up and lay you down onto your bed, wrapping you up his arms and your blanket, dozing off himself after a few minutes.

You awoke and practically screamed when you looked at the time, 4pm! How could you waste a Saturday like this? A Saturday was for studying!

“Lay back down y/n, you should rest please and not worry about studying, the more you over do it the more you’ll forget in reality due to the stress.”

You snapped your head around to see Akaashi, he had woken up about half an hour ago and decided to clean your room, organising everything in hopes of clearing your head.

“But Keiji-“

“No buts, lay down, I’m going to join you in a second ok? I’m sorry this by the way, i feel like I probably should’ve considered how busy you have been with all the exams. I just wanted to really spend some time with you, not cause this, so I’m going to fix it by making you feel relaxed.” Everything he said was so sweet in his monotone voice and made you really think a out the situation.

Maybe you had over worked yourself a bit too much and deserved a break.

“Come here then” you replied, arms open wide inviting him in.

You spent hours upon hours cuddling, joking around and watching films, you felt as if all your stress from before had demolished and you could begin to study again with a clear mind, obviously not now though, all the love and affection Akaashi and you were sharing was all you needed and wanted right now.

By the end of the third film you both had destroyed all the snacks within the hiise premises and Akaashi was packing up to make his way home. You felt at ease and content with everything, the storm had disappeared and you were happy once more, all because of a little relaxation and actually quality time with Akaashi; no more of the stressing but smiling facade.

You squeezed him as if he was going to evaporate at any second, you had eventually said goodbye and watched him walk to the end of your drive before softly shutting the door.

Practically collapsing on your bed, you closed your eyes, not for long though as the vibration of your phone waded throughout your room,

‘Check your desk y/n, I’ve left something there which should hopefully help you out for the rest of exam season.”

You peered over at your desk, eyes scanning it until they slowly fell onto a timetable that was neatly placed in the corner. The timetable gave you structural way to tackle the exam studying and stress, giving you enough space to truly breath and it even had a little slot for the both of you to have a date.

“Thank you, Keiji”

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[stressedoutteenager]

Memories

I combined the following prompts for this:

Yousef's thoughts during the Fy Faen clip while the whole group is on the tram/train and Yousef notices Sana being a little distanced from the others so he decides to go close to her...

Sana and Yousef married for a couple of years and they tell eachother how they felt in their first dates "the best of islam" "maghrib" (...) married yousef telling sana smth like he wanted to kiss and hug her all the time but he was not going to rush cause he knew that

Hi! I would really love some more married Yousana-prompts. Anything from a lazy Saturday together (...)

Yousana prompt: the first time they hold hands.

Please let me know what you think :D

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You'll fall into a routine, they said.

You'll barely see each other once you start working, they said.

You'll feel like you're reliving the same day after a while, they said.

A lot of people had quite a bit to say about what Sana and Yousef's life would look like once they got married and actually lived together. Most of them didn't mean it in a negative way; they thought they're just telling the couple what will inevitably happen.

Well, it's been almost three years and none of that has happened yet. 

This is the first Saturday in months they're spending at home. Whenever they both have a free day, they go out and do whatever they feel like doing. Whenever they come back from work, no matter how late it is, they spend time together, sometimes just recapping what happened during the day. It never really feels like either of them relives the same day over and over. 

As exciting as their lives together can be with a different activity every day, it feels nice to just have a lazy Saturday in their home. They filled their coffee table with food and sweets and both have a cup of coffee in their hands.

Sana is leaning on one armrest of the couch, Yousef on the other. Their legs tangled in the middle. Yousef takes a sip of his coffee but doesn't look away from Sana while doing that. Just sitting here, drinking coffee and being close to his wife ... that's when he feels most comfortable.

"You want to know what I dreamt about last night?", Sana asks her husband. It's barely noon and after their long breakfast they sat down in the living room and barely moved. 

Yousef nods. "Do you even need to ask?"

Sana shakes her head, laughing, and making her hair fall out of her bun. Yousef's eyes instinctively follow the movement and he smiles to himself. Still in her pyjamas, without any make-up and her hair a little messy - he admires how beautiful she is.

"Okay, but don't laugh.", Sana says and sits up a little straighter. 

Yousef just tilts his head a little to the side and nods. 

"I dreamt of that time you and the guys came to that party with my friends and I. The first time we went to a party all together, remember?", Sana explains.

Yousef starts smiling and nods. "Of course I remember that. How would I not?" Sana smiles at him, head leaning on the backrest of the couch. "What did you dream then?"

"I actually don't remember all of it. But I dreamt of how you guys walked up to us with the balloons."

"I remember you not looking very impressed with that.", Yousef laughs at the memory. He was so excited to go out with Sana. And her friends, but they were not why he was so excited.

Sana thinks back at that day. She knows what he means. Well, that day she was not happy about seeing him at first.

"The girls wanted to hook you up with Noora. I didn't want you guys there because I thought they'd succeed.", Sana confessed. That was years ago bit she still remembers how it felt.

Yousef chuckles lightly but shakes his head: "I never was interested in her, you know that."

"I know that now. But then, I felt like it made sense for you two to end up together."

Yousef leans forward and takes Sana's free hand in his and shakes his head. "Do you remember how I came over to you on the tram on the way there? Why would I have done that if I wanted to be with anyone else but you?"

Sana rolls her eyes. He doesn't get it, he still doesn't after all these years.

"Yousef, you're a generally nice guy. I thought you were just being nice.", then she smiles a little, "But you can't imagine how happy I was when you did join me there."

"But you loved to avoid my eyes.", Yousef reminds her. "You know, I had to find so much courage to go over to you. I thought to myself, okay. She's standing there alone. Now is the time to join her and talk. I was so nervous you wouldn't react and when you at first didn't really look at me my heart sunk."

"Ooh, don't say that! I didn't know! And: I was so shy around you that I couldn't physically look at you for more than a few seconds."

"Aww, how cute! Little did you know that I only came to that party after Elias mentioned that you'd be there. And when I saw you standing distanced from the rest of us I had to do something. And I hated whoever called you in that exact moment.", Yousef reminisces. He didn't know how he would go over to Sana without being too obvious about his crush.

Sana almost chokes on her coffee and starts laughing. "That was my mother."

"I love your mother but she did interrupt us more than once, if you remember.", Yousef says thinking back to the very beginning of their relationship.

Sana puts down her now empty cup and also takes Yousef's. Her eyes wander over the table that is full of food and decides on the chocolate cake they had made.

"After you walked me home. The day we brought Elias to Noora's.", Sana remembers. All of that was years ago but Sana remembers everything as if it was yesterday.

She takes a bite of the cake and offers Yousef some. He just leans forward and opens his mouth, so Sana holds out the fork with cake to him. While chewing he opens his mouth to talk but Sana kicks him lightly. He acts offended and glares at her playfully but waits to talk until he's done eating.

"Girl, you made me so nervous then! All I wanted that day, after having brought Elias there, was to spend a little bit of time with you. At that time I didn't know how to initiate anything because I didn't know if you liked me."

Sana leans back again and remembers that day. She had declined walking with him before agreeing. She's so glad that she did agree in the end. Just thinking about that evening makes her smile broadly.

"I don't even know how we ended up on that basketball court.", Sana says. "But I'm so happy we did. After you told me you were not Muslim I thought that was it. Nothing would happen between us. That it was not possible. But talking with you about it made me realize ... it's fine because we share the same values. And look at us now. That is, to this day, one of the best conversations I had. Even when we disagreed on something so big we could talk about it without becoming aggressive."

Yousef listens to his wife remembering how she felt that day. He is so in love with this woman and at that point in their relationship he was pretty sure they'd end up together if she gave him a chance. And watching her fondly smile at the memories makes him smile.

"I'm going to be honest here. It started out rough that evening. I honestly thought you didn't enjoy walking with me so I said and did childish things to just get any reaction from you. But once we started playing basketball all that tension went away. And you already know this but you were the first person I ever told all that. You made me feel comfortable enough to open up. And I kept thinking about that evening for days. Maybe weeks."

"You're still a bit childish.", Sana comments when he stops talking and they both burst into laughter.

"That's what you got from all that? Really?"

Sana presses her lips together and shakes her head. "Don't be mad, pleeease. I love you!"

Yousef narrows his eyes at her playfully. He just grumbles an 'I love you, too'. She's too cute for him to get mad at her. It rarely happens.

Sana rolls her eyes at him smilingly, puts the plate down on the table and crawls over to Yousef. She puts her hands on either side of him on the armrest and kisses him.

"You're not mad, are you?", she asks him. After the kiss she didn't move much, only millimetres and now she looks at him with hopeful eyes.

He shakes his head and puts his arms around her waist. She settles right next to him, leaning her head lighting on his shoulder.

"You're too cute for me to be mad at you.", Yousef says and kisses her cheek.

Sana turns her head to him and narrows her eyes. "Stop calling me cute all the time."

"But you are cute!", Yousef answers because he knows what kind of affect it has on her.

Sana crosses her arms over her chest and mumbles: "Ah, I hate you."

"You just told me you love me!"

"Well, now I hate you!", Sana answers grumpily.

Yousef hugs her close and nuzzles his face in the crook of her neck.

Knowing very well that she's joking but wanting to hear her say I love you again, he asks her: "You really hate me?", in the most innocent voice he can muster up.

Sana sighs. "Dude, I literally married you. Of course I don't hate you!"

They both laugh at that. Sana is probably the only one who can make calling her husband 'Dude' sound so nice.

For a few silent moments they sit there, Sana in Yousef's arms and both are content with how their lives turned out so far. Sure, it was not all sunshine and rainbows in the past but where they are right now in their lives, that where they always want to be.

"Want to know what I'm thinking of right now?", Yousef whispers in Sana's ear.

"Hmm.", she makes an agreeing sound.  "Our first hug, years ago. The night before I left for vacation."

"How so?", Sana asks. Why would he think of specially that right now?                      

Yousef thinks back at that day and remembers the mixed feelings he had. "Because for the most part, I was unbelievably happy that evening. I spend the last night before being away for two months with you. I had almost given up at that time."

"Ooh, you want to look up the Video? The one where you can see your reaction to me calling?", Sana perks up and leans a bit away to be able to look at him.

He rolls his eyes and shakes his head: "No! We're not doing that. I still hate Mikael for not editing all that out!"

"And I still love him for not editing that out! It's good payback for making me think you couldn't meet me. I accepted that but it made my heart ache. And you were only joking!", Sana says to that. She was so nervous about calling him and asking if he could meet her and he had the nerve to joke like that. Looking back it's funny but in that moment she felt crushed.

"Hey, don't be like that! I was so afraid that you'd take that serious that I couldn't even keep it up for a minute."

Sana leans back against his shoulder again but turns so that she can look at him anyway.

"That was such a bittersweet evening, though. I had a really good time. I mean, I knew I wanted to be with you but that evening made me realize that all my worries at that time about us being together... that they were not so big of problems. My mom had told me I would need someone to remind me from time to time why I believe and you did exactly that. You keep doing that if I need it.", Sana realizes that she is not sure if she ever told him that. She always thought it but did she ever voice these thoughts?

Yousef looks at her with the most loving look on his face which makes Sana peck his cheek.

"And we had so much fun. You being 'attacked' by the swan? Iconic. I'll never get over it!", Sana adds and starts laughing.

Yousef laughs with her but shakes his head. "Those animals are evil."

"Yeah, they definitely are.", Sana says in an sarcastic tone.

This time Yousef leans away a bit to be able to look at his wife. "You were really mean that day?"

Sana stops to think. Was she? No, she wasn't. She definitely wasn't. So she looks at Yousef with a confused look and he starts laughing.

"I mean, because you looked so good! You always look good but that evening! You know, it was never about physical stuff for me.", Sana nods at that. He was always so respectful and especially that day she was the one to initiate any kind of physical contact, not him. "But that evening, I couldn't stop thinking about wanting to hug you, at some point even kiss you. You were so mean looking so good all evening, being funny and just the way you are. But I knew I could wait. Because I knew if you were willing to give me a chance, that we'd be in for the long run and I didn't mind waiting as long as you need."

Sana looks at her husband in amazement. How is he so considerate and cute and the best husband anyone can wish for? To not get too emotional on this Saturday she adds something.

"We did hug, though."

Yousef nods with a big smile. They did. Again, she initiated it. Both times. The first hug was not a goodbye hug. It was a 'I'm glad we're here, together, and thank you for the great time' kind of hug.  Yousef was so excited and nervous that he feared Sana would feel his unbelievably fast heartbeat.

"O my God, that was the same night you held my hand for the first time!", Yousef exclaims suddenly as that thought comes to his mind.

Sana starts laughing at his sudden outburst, seeing as they were talking calmly for the past minutes.

Remembering that evening Sana gets excited all over again. "Do you know how much it took of me to reach for your hand on the way back? I only managed when we were 5 minutes away from my house."

Sana remembers walking next to him, so close that their hands touched every few seconds but he didn't reach out to hold her hand. Sana knew that Yousef just tried to be respectful and not cross any boundaries and she was so thankful for that. But in that moment it would've made it all easier if he just held her hand. Yousef knows he wanted it really badly but Sana doesn't.

"But you did." Yousef smiles and adds: "That was a lucky evening for me."

The second hug of that evening was in front of the Bakkoush house. Still holding hands both had looked at the window, at that one window. Gladly, they had noticed that there was no one at the window.

"Hey, but the goodbye hug... that was not all me!", Sana claims. And she's right.

Yousef nods and plays a little with the loose strands of hair around Sana's face.

"I was about to leave for two months of vacation after having that amazing date with you. I couldn't help myself. I had to give you a goodbye hug!", Yousef confesses.

Sana smiles, showing him her dimples which makes him cup her cheek and let his thumb wander over it.

"It was a bit awkward at first. We both went to hug the other at the same time but not knowing that the other would do that.", Sana remembers and shakes her head. If that doesn't describe their early relationship then she doesn't know what does.

Yousef hugs Sana close and kisses the top of her head. Remembering how this all started, and seeing that they are married now. He knew even then that he wanted to be with Sana for the rest of his life. He knew that it wasn't just a stupid crush he'd get over. That was not a possibility to him.

"I was so happy when we got to say goodbye without your mother interrupting us by calling you."

"Me too."

Two times Sana's mother had interrupted them; that one time she didn't. That one time might have changed the direction of their relationship and now they are married.

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