#hope every step you take feels like stepping on legos

[luveline]

Eddie and Roan taking care of R when she gets sick?

thank you for your request! dad!eddie and his daughter roan taking care of almost stepmom!reader <3

"Still nauseous?" 

You look up from your makeshift den on the bathroom floor to Eddie's tall figure standing in front of you. He has the mouth of an open water bottle hanging between his fingertips at his hip, and a hopeful look on his ridiculously pretty face.

“You look nice,” you say. 

Eddie sits down on the floor beside you. It’s not every day he comes home smelling like diesel, but he had today, and the smell had turned your stomach unexpectedly. You worry he’ll still smell like it and try not to breathe in, despite his immediate shower after your first… eruption. 

“You always look nice,” he says, pressing the water bottle into your hand. 

He doesn’t have to ask you to drink. You take a bigger sip than you should, then another, swishing water around your mouth as your eyebrows pull together. 

“Not true,” you say as you swallow. 

“It is true.” He rubs down your cheek with the pad of his thumb. It’s not overly fond or anything, he’s just close enough and loves you enough that touching you is second nature. 

“I’m a fucking idiot.”

“No you’re not. And what does that have to do with looks?”

You’re close enough and love him enough that you know he won’t care if you hug him, despite your sick smell and puffy face. You ease your head over his shoulder and your arms around his waist, eyes wet but not crying. Life is full of a thousand different cause and effects but all you can feel right now is the abject unhappiness of having thrown up. It sucks. 

“Shouldn’t have eaten off of that food truck,” you mumble into his shoulder. 

You can feel the solidness of his arms against your upper back as he squeezes you lightly. 

“You’re not the first person to make that mistake,” he says. 

You feel sick, and you feel like an idiot, and your feelings are taking precedence now that your actions aren’t your own — you have no control over being sick, you can’t will your neck to stop aching from the strain. But you can take selfish comfort in the way Eddie’s shirt smells, relieved that the stick of diesel is gone. 

“You’re not an idiot. You’re just unwell, baby,” he says. You love how he says baby; it rolls off the tongue with his light-hearted tone. “You feel gross ‘cause you projectiled.”

You squirm in his arms. “Yikes.”

“Are you gonna throw up again?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Let’s get up. Go sit downstairs… away from the smell.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You can’t be sorry for throwing up. It’s like saying sorry for going number two.”

You snort. Roan’s not even in the room and he’s talking like a dad. “Wayne said you used to curse like a sailor ‘n’ now you won’t say crap?”

“I was the fucking worst,” he says, laughing before he’s finished at his overused joke. “But I learned my lesson when she started saying fuck at the park when the swings were taken.”

Eddie doesn’t need to help you downstairs, but he grabs a chunk of your shirt like that’ll stop you from splatting if you trip. Roan’s music becomes clearer with every step, until you reach the bottom, and the cassette mix Eddie made for her last week is crystal clear, along with her excited singing. She’s listening to Footloose, and she’s dancing around the living room with Teddy the pink rabbit. He’s missing one ear, has been since you met them, and you don’t have to wonder why. He’s swinging from her pale fist by the remaining ear at force.

“You’re back!” she cheers when she sees you. She stops spinning and, clearly dizzy, stumbles a few steps in your general direction. 

“You’re gonna make your brains mush,” Eddie says. 

“Like potatoes,” she agrees. “Is it time for Swan Princess?”

“Yes! It’s absolutely time for Swan Princess. But dinner, Ro, sorry dinner’s late. Are you super hungry?” Eddie asks. 

You make your way through a maze on the floor of dolls, dress up shoes and Lego bricks. Every toy she could pull out of her toy chest has been pulled. You barely flinch as you step on a pair of doll’s sunglasses, used to bric a brac by now. 

“Not super hungry. Me and Teddy had those ants on logs.”

“Yeah, babe, but that’s not dinner, that was just a snack,” Eddie says, arms held out to offer Roan a lift. She steps into his reach. He pulls her up to his chest. “We are practising listening to our body, right? What’s tummy saying?”

“Tummy is saying we should have macaroni and double cheese.”

“Do we have any cheese?” Eddie asks you. Roan’s princess dress today is much too small for her, a turquoise mass of satin that you’ve watched her grow out of over time. “Sorry, I should know.”

“We should probably break up,” you say agreeably. How dare he not know if there’s any cheese in the fridge. “I think there’s a huge chunk of it by the butter on the top shelf, but check the best before.”

“We’ll check,” Eddie says. 

They leave, supposedly to check the best before and make dinner, and you stretch out on the couch feeling fragile and sorry for yourself, as is your right. Everybody gets sick, there’s no point in punishing yourself for it, but you can’t help that slither of self-hatred every time you think of that gross food truck. Food trucks are amazingly convenient and mostly delicious, and usually don’t turn out so badly for you, but when you saw that guy in the front coughing into his hands you probably should’ve turned around and walked away. 

He wasn’t cooking, you argue with yourself. 

But he was in the truck. 

“Bah,” you say, pulling Roan’s small heart-patterned throw blanket over your lap. You’d been hot as a furnace when you got home, but now you’ve thrown up you’re wracked with chills.

Who goes to culinary related work with a sick bug? you lament. 

Roan races in with a bottle of water in her hands. “I brought this for you,” she says, stopping at your knees. Her skirt tickles your calves. 

“Hey, thanks,” you say, clearing your throat. “Dad find the cheese?”

“Yeah, he’s chopping it.” She relinquishes her hold on the water, takes a step back, and then takes a step forward. “Do you want a kiss?”

“I think a kiss might be a bad idea. I don't know if I’m sick because the food wasn’t cooked right or if it’s a bug.” You frown at her. “Thank you anyways, princess.”

“What kind of bug?” she asks with a wrinkled nose. There’s a dawning horror in her small eyes. 

“Not that kind. A germ. When people don’t wash their hands,” you explain. 

“Oh.”

“Yeah. Best not get too close to me.”

Roan looks at you steadily. She squares her shoulders, turns her face to the side to suck in a big breath, and then throws her arms across your thighs. She squeezes you rather roughly considering her child-appropriate level of strength, and then dives backward like she’s going to burst. 

“I love you, I’m going back to the kitchen!” she announces, short of breath. 

You end up dozing off uncomfortably on the couch to the sounds of Roan’s cassette, the TV, Eddie’s unintelligible rambling and the sound of a wooden spoon scratching the bottom of a saucepan. It’s a credit to you how you’ve learned to sleep through most anything, even sick as a dog. 

You’re woken up by a hand on your shoulder later. Eddie’s perched on the arm of the couch, looking down at you with plain pity. “Poor baby,” he says, only half making fun as he kisses your forehead. “Made you some toast.”

“I can’t eat.”

“It’ll make you feel better. Probably.” He puts a plate in your lap. He hasn’t gone overboard, it’s one slice of white bread with a scraping of butter. 

“Sorry for making a mess,” you say. You pick up a triangle of toast hesitantly. “Defeated by a three dollar burrito. It’s sad.”

“So sad,” he says. 

Eddie’s hand climbs to the nape of your neck. He traces your hairline messily with the tips of his fingers. 

“Did you eat?” you ask, nibbling your toast. 

“We did. We saved you some. I don’t know if you’ll want it, but Ro insisted.”

“Where is she?”

“She’s trying to decide which one of her plushies to give you tonight. In case you can’t sleep.”

You lean back against the couch cushions with a small smile. “That’s really nice. You made a good one, Munson.”

He puts his hand back on your shoulder, leaning in to give you a quick squeeze. The toast is toast, nothing special. It certainly doesn’t make you magically better but it doesn’t make you feel any worse, either, so you finish most of it and delight in your reward — Eddie noses your temple, his breath hot on your face as he says, “I’ve had help... Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’ll feel better soon.”

#eddie and roan #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson scenario #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfiction #dad!eddie munson #dad!eddie munson x reader #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things x reader

[gremlingottoosilly]

angry lego au! reader scenario where she ‘accidentally’ haphazardly scatters lego bricks on the floor in hopes that könig steps on one of them-

Ha! Konig is protected by his lack of manners! He is wearing boots to your cellar even though it means he has to go through his kitchen while still wearing them and it makes his housekeeper crazy but alas, he is the boss and he doesn't want to get cold feet(literally) on the cold basement floor. On which you just kinda lay down every day and he doesn't even feel sorry. Such a horrible, horrible man. On rare occasions when he is in the basement without his slippers or boots(he hates wearing them, but he has been on leave for a week already and barely come outside of the house, so he can't get his feet protected by his boots all the time) and you manage to just put all of the legos around the basement, right after striking the light down so he won't see the pieces until it's too late...Konig might not care for pain, he might be a very serious mercenary who can survive being tortured, set on fire, shot in various places of his body...but this time, all he feels is pain. And betrayal. Your ass is going to get the wooping it deserves because he is not letting this one slide. Good thing - he won't let you in the basement for a long time, taking you upstairs instead even though he had to pay his housekeeper more to get her to stay silent and find the one that doesn't speak German or English. The bad thing is, that he is chaining your hands together with a pair of military-issued handcuffs because he can't trust you with your grabby hands, but he also understands that you can't be held in the basement for long if you're going to act out like that...at least you're sleeping on the bed now! And he spends hours talking to you about weapons and wars and so much history, you're begging to be put in the basement again.

#cod #konig x reader #konig #yandere konig

[strzlun]

BOYFRIEND

// shim jake //

pairing: next door neighbor!jake x femreader

word count- 5.1k

genre/cw- fluff, angst, he fell first and harder, a kiss, light confessions, reader’s boyfriend is terrible, breakup, implied cheating (not jake nor reader), protective jake, party setting, crying, comforting, jake is so in love, love (attraction) at first sight(?), fireworks

summary- Jake swears he could be a better boyfriend

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Shim Jake was your next door neighbor, who was captivated by the moment he saw you. The two of you first met when you were moving into the area and he was the only one kind enough to help you with your belongings.

You were going to offer something in return of his efforts for helping you but when you got a call from your boyfriend, you could only save it for another time.

You went into your new place after bidding goodbye to your new neighbor as your boyfriend was on the line, talking about his day. You sighed and listened to him, as you could feel exhaustion take over.

When you went into your place, Jake had to take a deep breath to try and calm his racing heart. He didn’t know why he was feeling this way when he just met you not never a few hours ago.

Plus, you had a boyfriend, there was nothing he was going to do nor try. He respected the relationship so all he could only hope for was any possible friendship between the two of you.

You knocked on your next door neighbor’s door and not a moment later, you could see him opening the door with a smile on his face.

“What’s up neighbor?”

“You and your corny nicknames” You laughed before handing him the mail that mixed up with yours

“Again?” He asked looking at the mail before back at you who only shrugged your shoulder, this was a frequent occurrence between the two of you

Either one of you will have the other’s mail ending up having to go next door. Which Jake didn’t mind, he liked the little moments the two of you had.

“Oh by the way, do you have super glue?” You raised an eyebrow at his question and he opened his door wide enough for you to see the lego pieces scattered on the table

“Last time my dog visited me, she knocked over my favorite lego set and I couldn’t find half off the pieces till this day”

“I still find some scattered around my place by accidentally stepping on them and I will like to prevent the bruising from happening any longer” You tried to hold back your laughter by covering your mouth with your hand but to no vail as you began to chuckle loudly

Jake let you finish your laughing session to his demise until you calmed down and looked at him again, a bright smile still on your face.

“Yeah I think I have some. I’ll go check” He nodded at your words as you went back to your place, he closed the door and anticipated for your return

Jake found himself smiling as your smile played through his mind. But he quickly shook himself out of the daze when he remember you’re in a relationship.

Was it a happy one? He and no one else would say so, but you were still “happily” together with him, so no one dared to say anything.

There was times where Jake would come home late at night from an outing with his friends to practically hearing the arguments you had with your boyfriend.

When he was opening his door, he could hear the slamming of the door next to him and he could see your boyfriend angrily walking away from your place.

Every time that happened, he always wanted to check up on you but restrained himself from doing so. But the one time he caved in, he was walking his dog (who was visiting him for the week).

He saw you leave your boyfriend’s car and closing the door before rushing to your door and walking inside. He was going to leave when something gnawed at him to check up on you.

So he went over to your place and softly knocked on your door. His dog happily sitting by his side, anticipating your answer. When you excitedly opened your door, you believed it to be your boyfriend but the shown disappointment on your face when you saw Jake.

“Sorry, were you expecting someone?” Jake played dumb, he knew why you had disappointed expression, you had thought he was your boyfriend coming back

“No uhm sorry, what happened Jake?” You cleared your throat, oblivious to the dog that was patiently sitting by him

When you heard a bark, you looked to see a smiling dog.

“This is my dog, I thought you would want to say hi”

Jake doesn’t know but that night was set to be one of the worst nights you’ve experienced but he seemed to have made it one of the best nights you’ve had in such a long time.

So, you were grateful for your next door neighbor.

Jake was snapped from his thoughts when you heard the knocking at his door, he opened the door and that’s when he saw you smiling as you held the super glue in your hand.

“Make sure you don’t step on anymore legos” You handed him the glue and he thanked you

“Can’t make any promises, I haven’t found all the pieces yet”

You left to your place with a bright smile on your face, finding your moment with your neighbor amusing. He was truly someone you were thankful for.

Jake groaned when he felt his body shake awake, he groggily opened his eyes to see his three good friends at the foot of his bed. When he fully opened his eyes, he saw them all dressed up for an outing.

“What’s going on?”

“More important question is why aren’t you dressed?” Jay asked as he saw his friend still in his pajamas

“For what?” Sunghoon groaned while Heeseung cheered causing the confusion to settle even more in Jake’s mind

“You made me lose twenty bucks Jake” Sunghoon complained as he forfeited the money he owes after losing the bet

“Did you forget about the party today?” Heeseung pocketed the twenty as he laughed, Jake stared at his friend’s with wide eyes

“I thought that was next week?”

“It is next week, we told you about the party last week” Jay rubbed his temple before ushering him to get ready as quickly as he can, the party would be starting soon

When the four friends arrived at the party, they were greeted with the blaring music, the mesh of bodies with the colorful lights. This was the ordinary party.

Later in the night, Jake doesn’t know how he got separated from his group of friends but he simply doesn’t know where they went.

He sighed as he looked at the time and he realized he would be breaking night all for a party he forgot he was supposed to attend. In all truth, he hadn’t even wanted to come to party today, all he wanted to do was lay in bed and sleep.

But he knew his friends wouldn’t let him stay inside after ignoring plans for outings for the past few weeks. They were bound to hunt him down and drag him out.

The raging headache he was experiencing only became worse and he decided he was going to call it. He took out his phone and texted his friends he was done for the night.

As he tried to push through the crowd to leave the party, he accidentally bumped into a person. He didn’t realize that it was you at first until the two of you locked eyes with each other.

You let out a kind smile which he gladly returned. He felt the flutter in his heart seeing you but his eyes drifted to the tight hold you had on your phone but decided not to question it.

“I didn’t figure you to be the party type” You tried to speak over the music but Jake couldn’t seem to hear you, when you motioned for him to go upstairs he followed in pursuit

When the two of you were finally upstairs and away from the crowd, you could finally feel your ears relax from the tense music.

“I said I didn’t figure you to be the party type” You said in a smooth tone and Jake smiled and shrugged his shoulders

“I guess I can say the same as well. What are you doing here?” Jake turned to face you, only to find you glued to your phone with fingers moving, sending messages to someone

“Boyfriend dragged me out here and he isn’t even responding” You sighed as you tried to scan the dancing crowd from above in search of your boyfriend

You knew he wasn’t the best boyfriend but you still cared for him.

“He left you alone?” Jake tilted his head as he could feel the unease and slight anger build up in his chest, why would you boyfriend even drag you out if he wasn’t going to stay with you

He would never voice out his thought but deep down he knew he could be a better boyfriend.

Yet, before you could respond, you somehow heard a familiar voice from behind. When you turned around, you found your boyfriend with someone else.

Your eyes widen as you stared at him, who was still oblivious to you standing there. Jake noticed your silence and took a glance to you and when he noticed you were looking at something, he turned to witness the same scene.

When your boyfriend finally noticed you, he coughed loudly and put distance between him and the girl. He greeted you happily and tried to make his way to you, but when you backed up from him, Jake could see the disbelief in your boyfriend’s face.

“It’s not what it looks like. You don’t think I actually cheated on you right? Don’t you trust me?” When Jake saw your gaze shift to the ground muttering a quite ‘stop it’ and heard your shuttering trying to keep your composure he lost it

He knows he shouldn’t have involved himself but he wasn’t going to allow your boyfriend to continue this any longer.

“She said stop it” When your boyfriend shifted his gaze from you to Jake, he tried to be intimidating but was met with a colder gaze from Jake

“Who are you to meddle in?” Your boyfriend took a step closer to Jake and you decided to step in before things got worse

“Just stop, it’s over. We’re done, I hope you’re able to be happy” You rolled your teary eyes before going down the stairs, your now ex tried to go after you but Jake stopped him

Your ex shoved Jake’s arm away but he still stood his ground for you.

“Didn’t you hear her? You guys are done” When Jake turned his back to follow after you, he stopped before turning around again to see your ex fuming

“You should’ve been a better boyfriend” Jake scoffed, before going down the stairs to catch up to you

Jake managed to miss you by a second, but he knew you were going to return back home. So he was quick to get into his car and drive back home in hopes of catching you.

And it seemed the universe was on his side as he arrived and rushed over to his place, he saw you entering yours. When you heard the rapid footsteps, you quickly turned your head, having little hopes of it being your boyfriend.

But when you saw a worried Jake, panting heavily, gulping down as he looked at you, you could feel the tears in your eyes well up.

Jake always seemed to catch you at your worst and at your best. Jake took hesitant footsteps in your direction, he didn’t want to overwhelm you in any way. All he wanted was to be there for you if you needed him to be.

“Jake” You voice was soft almost inaudible but Jake could hear it loud and clear, when he stood in front of you, he could see the tears staining your face and he wanted to wipe them away but he knew his boundaries

“You can cry, there’s no shame in it” That seemed to have been the breaking point, as you finally let the tears fall from your eyes

Jake wanted to bring you into his embrace but he didn’t. He know he shouldn’t, he just wanted to show you that you weren’t alone. What he didn’t expect was for you lay your head against him, he froze but when he still heard your crying, he hesitantly hovered his hand to comfort you.

You could feel the awkwardness practically radiating off of Jake and you found yourself chuckling at him. When Jake heard your chuckles, he took a glance to make sure he wasn’t hearing things.

When you pulled away, you wiped your tears trying to place a smile on your face.

“You’re not the best at comforting” You giggled and Jake found himself laughing at your remark

“Do you need anything?” His words were soft and concerning that you didn’t believe he could be so worried about you

“Want to watch a movie?” You wanted to take your mind off the events that happened tonight, and in all honesty, you didn’t want to be alone tonight

So when Jake smiled happily and nodded his head, you felt glad to know he was willing to help you out. Jake was truly very kind and for some reason you realized in that moment, just how many times he’s been kind to you.

You and Jake laughed as you watched a movie on your TV. You and Jake respectively took both ends of the couch while watching the movie. While, he seemed to be so engrossed in the movie, you could feel your eyelids becoming heavy.

From all the crying you’ve done, it was inevitable for the exhaustion to take over. You don’t know when you fell asleep but when a funny scene happened, Jake laughed and turned to you.

When he saw you had fallen asleep, he smiled softly to himself before looking for the remote to turn off the TV. He looked around trying to find any pillows or blanket but when he didn’t find any, he sighed.

Before he left your place, he left one of his shoes to become a door stopper so that he didn’t accidentally shut himself out.

He quickly rushed over to his place and flipped it upside, looking for any spare pillows and blankets he had and when he found some, he jumbled them into his arms and made his way back to your place.

As he managed to get back into your place, your sleeping figure never seemed to falter. He placed the pillow down, and gently rested your head against it. When you shuffled around to find comfort, he waited before draping the blanket over you.

He made sure you were fully covered so that you didn’t become cold in the night. When he saw that you seemed relatively comfortable, he proudly smiled to himself and looked for a paper and pen.

He wrote a little note and left it on your table before walking out your place. He took one glance behind and when he made sure you were sound asleep, he smiled once again before walking out.

Just as he walked out your place, he didn’t notice a puddle on the ground and when he foot stepped in it, he groaned loudly feeling the wetness of it.

He looked to the ground to see his shoe missing from his foot. He closed his eyes and deeply sighed as he realized he left his shoe at your place.

He awkwardly walked back to his place, trying to avoid walking with his wet foot. But even with his wet foot, he didn’t mind it all one bit. He was happy to help you and if he had to walk through many puddles for you, that’s just what he’ll just do.

When you groggily woke up, you could feel the puffiness of your eyes from all the crying you have done. You groaned loudly, feeling the aching headache you, when you looked around you noticed you weren’t in your bed.

You were in your living room and you took notice in the falling blanket. You didn’t recognized this blanket from anywhere, you looked to your surrounding to find a pillow that wasn’t yours either.

You confusedly looked around, remembering the only person that was last here was Jake. When your eyes scanned your place you took notice to the single shoe left in the middle of your place.

You found yourself chuckling realizing Jake must have been that done all of this for you. When you gaze went to in front of you, you saw the note let behind.

You picked up the note and you found yourself chuckling to yourself. You bit your lip slightly to stop the smile from growing anymore than it needs to.

‘Hi! You fell asleep watching the best movie ever (it really wasn’t) but I hope you were able to get a good rest. Take care of yourself, as always I’ll be right next door- from your best neighbor Jake’

Jake’s head shot up when he heard a knock at his door. He was going to ignore it and go back to sleep but when the knocking happened again, he groaned before getting up from his bed.

He grumbled to himself at who can be knocking at his door at this hour. When he opened the door, he was ready to be faced with his annoyed friends but instead you saw you holding the blanket and pillow with his single shoe on top.

You smiled when you saw him and he stared at you with wide eyes. He realized he probably looked like a mess, so he quickly closed the door in your face and rushed to the nearest mirror to fix himself.

He saw how his hair stuck out in every direction and he grumbled before smoothing out his hair, and he saw the bag under his eyes.

You were surprised to see the reaction but you found it amusing. You patiently waited for Jake to finish fixing himself to appear “presentable”. After a few minutes, Jake smoothly opened the door again and pretended to be shocked to see you.

“Oh my god, it’s my favorite neighbor, how are you?” You found yourself laughing and Jake seemed pleased to be the reason behind it

“I came to return your belongings. Thank you so much Jake, for everything yesterday. I really appreciate it” He waved his hands to shoo away your gratitude

“It was my pleasure. I just wanted to make sure you were okay” You nodded your head and handed his belongings back to him

“Also just out of curiosity, why was your shoe left at my place?” You raised an eyebrow and you could Jake nervously gulp, he mumbled something but you couldn’t hear him

“I didn’t want to get locked out” You looked at him confused and he could tell as he sighed

“I went to go grab a blanket and pillow for you but I didn’t want to get locked out so I used my shoe as a door stopper and I seemed to have forgotten it” You held a tight lip to hide back the smile daring to form on your face and Jake noticed that

“You can laugh, it’s okay” You shook your head, showing him that wasn’t the case

“No, it was just really sweet of you. Thank you Jake, one of these days I’ll return the favor” Now Jake could feel his heart pounding against his chest, he was going to fall hard, he just knew it

Two months had went by, you and Jake were only continuing on getting closer with each other. The small interactions becoming longer and you were starting to grow accustomed to his presence.

But, for the past two days, you hadn’t talked to Jake for the daily conversations the two of you had. It wasn’t because you were purposely ignoring him but rather you were mentally preparing yourself to see your ex boyfriend again.

He kept on trying to reaching out for forgiveness, saying he would change but you were fed up. You weren’t going to go back to him, the amount of chances you had give him, you and the relationship were long done.

So, you texted him to finally come and pick up his belongings and that this would be the last time you see each other. He seemed to have been quick because in a mere ten minutes, he was at your door.

Jake on the other hand was preparing to ask you out on a date. It was true, his feelings for you only became stronger with each passing moment and he doesn’t know how much longer he can hold out.

He knows, it may too soon for you and he wasn’t going to rush for a response but for you to be aware of his feelings will be much better than keeping it to himself.

And besides, he’ll wait for you as long as he needs to. You’re worth the wait.

Jake gave a pep talk to himself in the mirror as the bouquet of flowers resting on the table. He sighed deeply and gave himself a pat on his shoulder, he grabbed the bouquet and set out to your place. But right before he could open his door, he heard pounding.

It didn’t sound like it came from his door, when he opened his door, his immediate response was to look to the direction of your place and that’s when he saw your ex boyfriend standing outside your door.

Jake was going to shoo him away from your door but when he saw your door open and welcome in your ex, Jake froze.

His eyes frantically moved away as he stepped back into his place. He sighed deeply before placing the bouquet of flowers back onto the table.

He fiddled with his hair as he took a seat on the couch, he sadly chuckled to himself before shaking his head, he thought he was so stupid for believing he had a chance.

You deserved someone way better than your ex, Jake and practically everyone else knew that. But if he made you happy, Jake will support you a hundred percent no matter what.

But, when an hour had passed, Jake couldn’t handle being at home anymore. He got up from the couch and walked out his front door, and just as he was going to lock his door, your door opened and out walked your ex with an overflowing box with his belongings.

Jake eyes widen in shock as his saw this, he rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things but he realized he was seeing right, he felt a glimpse of hope in his heart.

Jake could hear your ex mumbling apologizes and that’s when he saw you walk out and usher your ex away. You giddily waved goodbye to your ex as your smile fell in annoyance.

Your ex could be seen dragging his feet against the pavement, looking at you hoping to be given some kind of mercy but when he was met with nothing, he continued his moping until he was gone.

You sighed happily before lightly stretching your body, you were going to head back into your place when you noticed Jake watching the scene with his keys in mid air.

Jake noticed your gaze in him and he quickly fixed his posture and placed his keys in his pocket. You smiled lightly and was going to head back in until you heard him call out to you.

“Are you busy?”

“I’d like to you up on that offer of returning the favor”

The sun was soon going to set and you and Jake were still in the car ride. Jake said returning the favor will include you having to accompany him somewhere.

The car ride was a little more awkward than you had anticipated but you brushed past it as being the few days that you haven’t talked to each other.

“Where are we heading?” You wondered, you began to notice the buildings becoming fewer and fewer and you seemed to reaching the meadows of land

“It’s a surprise”

When you finally reached at your destination, it was almost night time. The sun was finally setting as it was beging replaced by the moon and stars, where Jake had brought you, there seemed to have been others as well.

The sunset was stunning in this view that you swore you couldn’t get tired of it. When you turned to face Jake, you saw how the sunlight casted on him creating a beautiful golden hour.

You felt the familiar thump in your heart whenever you were with Jake for the past three weeks and you were quick to clear your throat before facing away from Jake to admire the sunset.

“We aren’t here for the sunset” You heard Jake muttered from behind you, you could only hum afraid if you turned around you would be greeted with something your heart wouldn’t be able to handle

“What are we here for then?”

“We’re going to have to wait a little longer for it to happen. The sunset just seemed to be perfect in the setting today”

There was a silence just for a moment as the two of admired the sunset but you decided not to hold back any longer.

“I’m finally done with my ex” Those words falling from your almost sounded like music to Jake’s ears, he turned to face you who was still admiring the sunset

“Well I’ve been done with him for a while but after today I never have to see him again. I told him to come get his stuff and he thought I was giving him a chance”

“It amused me how simple he thought it would be. I know he wasn’t the best boyfriend but sometimes you just think you found the purest love when in reality it was one of the worst loves ever”

“And once you break off the negative aspects, you can finally get into full view the most lovely positive things in your life” You snuck a glance to Jake when you said those words before looking to the setting sunset

“It’s taken me a while to realize but ever since the break up, I’ve been feeling better. And you, Jake were probably the biggest factor in making me feel better so I don’t know how much I can thank you for that” You finally turned to face Jake and the expression he had made you smile softly

“I don’t know how I can ever repay your efforts” Jake shook his head, he doesn’t know what took over him, he assumed it must have been the setting and the atmosphere between the two of you but Jake felt determined

“Just allowing me to be in your presence is enough for me”

“Uhm, actually I have something to tell you” You ushered Jake to say it, you tried to ignore the desiring thoughts running through your head and the fast pacing of your heart

The sunset had finally set and Jake knew this was it.

“I like you a lot” Before you could say anything to his confession, there were sudden fireworks going off

You looked up to see the colors from the fireworks light up the recently set sky. You were mesmerized for a moment that you didn’t realize the look Jake had set on you and didn’t plan on moving.

When you were brought back from the moment, you looked to Jake to see him holding the fondest smile ever.

“Surprise” Jake’s soft voice rang through your ears and you could feel the warmth coarse through your body as you smiled happily towards Jake

You walked over to Jake and wrapped your arms around him. At first, he was in utter shock. He didn’t know how to respond but when he realize, he should hug back, he did.

He wrapped his arms around you and he swore this was his dream. He’s been waiting to hug you and for you to the be the first one to initiate it was enough to send him into a happiness frenzy.

“I’m glad to hear the feelings are mutual”

“I like you too Jake” Those were the words he’s been wanting to hear for the longest time, he just never knew the time would ever come

“It might take me a while to fully grasp everything but what I do know for a fact is that I like you. I really do” You could feel Jake shaking his head as his grasp only got tighter

“I’ll wait as long as you want me to. You’re worth the wait, you always will be” He could feel the smile from your face and he swore his heart burst in his chest, when the two of you pulled away from the hug you looked to each others eyes

You didn’t realize your eyes were glossy from happiness until Jake wiped the single tear that fell from your eyes. He had the fondest smile ever and he could feel the magnetic pull of you drag him closer to you.

When your lips met his lips half way, it felt like the fireworks that went off in the sky. Jake and you kissed under the fireworks and it was the perfect representation of how both of you felt.

When the two of you pulled away, the smile on your faces were undeniably happy. Jake’s arms never unwrapped as he could only bring you into another hug.

“Take all the time you need, I will wait for you” You nodded against Jake and the happiness you felt was something you haven’t felt in a long time

To know that Jake would patiently wait for you was able to make you feel the comfort and ease rest in your heart.

Jake had made you feel emotions that you hadn’t felt in such a long time. It was nice to feel them again, and it was the best to feel them again because of Jake.

Whilst, Jake felt like he was on top of the world. He has you the person he likes so much in his arms as you feel the same he does. It was like his dreams came true and he couldn’t be any happier.

“I promise to always make you happy so don’t worry”

“Plus I can be a way better boyfriend than him”

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen writer #enhypen angst #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen fic #enhypen oneshots #shim jake x reader #shim jake imagine #shim jaeyun #shim jake #shim jaeyun x reader #enhypen jake #enhypen jake x reader

[foldingfittedsheets]

There’s this one interaction I still think about sometimes and get So Mad at. So my best friend is a very bubbly sweet person. Her partner is really shy and soft spoken, it took a while for me to get to know him.

When we’re out and about it usually takes him a while to come out of his shell and talk. We don’t focus on it, it’s just like he’ll talk when he’s ready.

So one day the two of them and my betrothed and I are having breakfast in a restaurant. Three of the people at the table look AFAB, and then there’s him. We’ve been there a while and he finally opens up to start telling a story.

He grew up in Hawaii and he’s telling us this really funny story and we’re all listening with great interest.

And this fucking middle aged white man comes up to our table, points at him, and says “You’re talking way too much, you need to let the ladies get a word in edgewise, son. This is no way to behave.”

All of us turn to this man with outrage and my friend said in a tight voice, “None of us feel that way.”

The older guy laughed and wandered off and I had the bitter experience of watching this sweet guy shrink back on himself. We all had to coax him to finish the story but the moment was so thoroughly ruined by that interruption.

I hope that rude man steps on Legos every day for a year. I hope he gets horrible painful hangnails, and that his food is always too salty.

#ramblies #story #who does that??? #just goes up to a table and tells someone to be quiet??? #I’m sure he was like ‘haha I am very progressive for telling a man to shut up’ #and we were like wtf why would you go up to a table of strangers and tell someone to shut up??? we were all having a great time! #ffs foibles

[raainberry]

Commonality

« The fact of sharing interests, experiences, or other characteristics with someone or something. »

Mina x gn!reader

Fluff

synopsis - a small argument opened your weekend with Mina, but that doesn’t mean it’s ruined

wordcount - 1.8K

T/W - Food

A/N - i have such a soft spot for mina… so long overdue that it was requested, i love mina and i hope you’ll like this one, enjoy!

Waking up on the couch at your own apartment had you confused. You never fell asleep there, it made no sense when a perfect bed and comfortable mattress waited for you to return every night.

So you looked around for clues about the decisions that could have lead you there, and it all came back to you when your eyes landed on the unfinished puzzle on the coffee table.

A sigh, followed by a soft chuckle pushed past your lips as you recalled the argument that puzzle had started between you and your girlfriend Mina.

It was supposed to be a relaxing night, tiring your minds out a little bit in order to fall asleep quicker later on. The two of you were used to building legos together, but never tried puzzles yet so you decided it would be fun to expand the fun.

Both consisted of building and solving stuff, how difficult could it be? It wasn’t, but it sure ended up being very different.

A small but messy difference emerged when Mina started building the puzzle’s frame and you heped in an… unusual way. At least not the way she expected you to. In hindsight, the fact that you kept grabbing random pieces and building parts of the inner picture first instead of helping her wasn’t that big of a deal.

She wasn’t one to get mad often, but something about your thought process angered her in the moment. She couldn’t even tell you what now that the sun was back and her mind rested, but it was enough to make you sleep on the couch apparently.

Despite the feeling of having Mina upset with you, the situation kept pulling a smile out of your lips. You thought about it the whole time as you freshened yourself up before breakfast, her last words to you looping in the back of your mind.

When she told you to sleep on the couch after some back and forth, you naturally asked why, to which she simply uttered “because of your nonsense.” before storming off to your bedroom.

You remember her frown as she tried to understand why you were doing such a thing, all while you tried to understand what was so wrong about it. It escalated quickly, both of you defending your point of view in the most gentle argument ever. There was no screaming, no harsh words, just confusion, frustration and fatigue.

The whole thing was just silly, and you had a feeling Mina thought the same when she appeared in the kitchen, all shy and avoident.

You could tell she wanted to make up already, but didn’t know how to. Knowing her, you knew she somehow blamed herself and felt as though she was the one that had to take the first step.

Her odd behavior put a smile on your face as you watched her feet stutter around the kitchen. Her busy mind rendered her oblivious to the breakfast you’d already cooked for her, waiting in front of the empty chair next to you.

“I already made some for you.” You finally spoke up before she took out a bowl and started making a third one.

Your voice startled her, but hearing it brought a sense of comfort she desperately needed.

“Oh.” She muttered, sparing you a glance before focusing on the food. “Thank you.”

By the time she sat down, you got the last of your own food down but the dishes could wait. You had a girlfriend to kiss and make up with.

Mina dug around her food for a few. It looked delicious, she knew it was, but she couldn’t ignore your eyes on her. They were insistant, and when she finally acknowledged you, she found they were also amused.

Hers became busy switching from your eyes to your lips as she pressed her own together. “Did you sleep well?”

Your laugh wasn’t exactly what she expected, but how could you not when her words came out so blunt.

Her words could seem loaded to anyone unfamiliar with the amount of love she felt for you. It was a bit of a petty question, yes, but she genuinely cared about your answer. She wanted it to be positive, she wanted you to feel rested, you needed it lately.

“Not the best sleep I’ve had.” You said truthfully, causing Mina to pull her hand into her sleeves.

“I’m sorry.” She pouted, finally releasing the guilt she felt all night, regretting her decision ever since she slipped into the cold sheets of your bed. “I don’t know what got into me, it was so mean.”

“It’s okay,” you giggled, “I still love you.”

Leaning closer, you looked for her lips on yours and she gladly gave them to you. They lingered there, basking in your familiarity and appreciating your love for as long as she could before you pulled them away.

“Building puzzles from the inside is crazy though, I truly believe you’re built upside down.” She said, a soft laugh following her own words.

“Why does everyone say that?” You whined, but it only made her laugh harder.

“Because it might be true, but there’s nothing wrong with that. I love that you’re upside down.” She mumbled almost to herself before lifting a spoon to her mouth.

The weekend had a tough start, but you weren’t going to let it stain the rest of it. Mina proposed to actually finish the puzzle and although you were hesitant and not in the mood, she managed to bribe you with a few kisses.

Worked like a charm every time, but who could blame your weakness when Mina was the cause.

That puzzle didn’t last long either, and turned out fairly easy to solve thanks to your mixed techniques. You made sure to rub it in her face, but a single glare had you stopping before ending up on the couch again.

“I think I want to hang it.” You said, after placing a redeeming kiss on her cheek.

“Where?” She asked, looking around at the various posters and art pieces hanging on the walls.

“Well, not here. In my bedroom.” You clarified, glancing back the finished puzzle. “It’s a really nice picture, it matches the color palette I have going on there. It would be so pretty and I’d love to remember the time we spent on it whenever I look at it.”

“You want to remember our argument?” She chuckled, and you laughed.

“No, I wanna remember you and how happy you were while solving it.”

Mina pouted at your clarification. You were too sweet to handle at times, she just wanted to wrap you up in her arms and keep you close to her in order to give you back all the love you’ve been giving her.

Despite you assuring her that she didn’t have to, that you knew how much she cared about you, she felt as though she didn’t express enough of her feelings. They were abundant, all so different and so beautiful she felt overwhelmed at times, preventing her from doing most things she’d like.

All the words she didn’t tell you, all the hugs she held back on, the kisses she passed on from how shy she felt facing that intimidating love.

She was forever thankful for your patience and how brave you could be for the both of them despite your own fears surrounding this relationship.

“I’ll help you.” She smiled, and you recognized her love. In how soft her voice came out, in the way she smiled and looked at you. In the warmth of her hands, through the stolen kisses and hidden caresses of her thumb against yours.

The two of you walked through the aisles of the nearest supply store, hand in hand and eyes wandering all over random items you didn’t come for nor need. A few laughs were shared over silly jokes about them, and by the time you checked out, it was time for lunch.

Both your stomachs were craving different things, and you spent the whole way back bickering over what to cook before settling on a genius idea: going to the pc bang down your street.

Gaming was another hobby you shared with Mina, and when she learned you lived near such a place… She basically decided your apartment was also hers.

You never complained, (until she made you sleep on your own couch under your own roof) she was the only one you’d willingly share that space with so often.

The owner of that pc bang liked the two of you very much, probably because of the amount of money you poured into the business, but it was a nice contact to have. The free meals were a very nice perk.

You ended up spending the entire afternoon there, sharing games, snacks, wins, losses and kisses before going back out into the late autumn cold.

Mina had only brought a small jacket, failing to anticipate the evening’s drop in temperatures. Her arms wrapped around herself as soon as she stepped out, desperately clinging onto the bit of warmth her jacket had trapped. If it weren’t for your arm pulling her closer to you, she would have started shivering like a cartoon character.

The proximity made her smile into her scarf, a good hideout for the way you made her feel. You were oblivious to the way her heart started to beat a little faster, but not to her eyes lingering on the bunch of lego sets exposed on the other side of the street you were on.

You stopped in your tracks to face the shop window from afar. A few sets seemed interesting from your spot, some more extravagant than others and you couldn’t help but wonder what could be hiding inside that shop.

“Are you thinking the same thing?” Mina asked, searching for your eyes. When you met hers, it only took a second for you to race each other across the street.

You opted for a rendition of Hokusai’s ‘The Great Wave’, a few thousand pieces that would keep you busy for the rest of the weekend.

“Promise you won’t make me sleep on the couch for no reason?” You asked, taking a seat on the ground next to her while she emptied the Lego box.

“As long as you don’t give me one.” She answered, making you pout.

The pout on your lips was only acknowledged by her when she turned her attention away from the Legos as she found the silence to be stretching a little longer than normal. The sight of your sulking made her giggle and she decided to let go of her inhibition once more.

She held her pinky out for yours to link with, and the offer made your eyebrows furrow together. Confusion didn’t hold you back from blindly agreeing to whatever she had in mind though.

Could have been anything, Mina was hard to predict, but something about the smile that pulled on her lips when your fingers intertwined comforted you.

This was just another wholesome, silly Mina thing.

And you were right.

“I promise.”

#twice x reader #mina x reader #kpop x reader #twice imagines #twice mina #myoui mina #twice fluff

[stopaskinf]

“I think we can last forever.”

Things Ateez boys remind me of:

Summary: This is the part.2 of my series of “things kpop idols reminds me of”

Genre: Fluff, Ateez hyung line

Word count: 1K

CW: Honestly, there are a few suggestive lines in this, but other than that nothing much. (MDNI on my page in general)

A/N: This one is more casual than my BTS reminders. Honestly don’t know how I feel about this, but hope yall enjoy.🫡

Hongjoong:

🪲Scorpions: It might have to do with the fact that he is canonically a Scorpio, but also the contrasting idea that something so small can be so prickly and deadly when it wants to be. 

🪲To add to that thought: Hongjoong reminds me of bug lollipops. Specifically ones with scorpions, spiders, and beetles. Combining the sweet, childlike flavors and colors of lollipops with the primal fear and disgust people have of bugs screams Hongjoong to me. Maybe it's the deadliness transparent beneath the sugary outside.

🪲Smoke, specifically cigarette smoke. I’m not sure if he smokes in real life or not, but he always gives me the vibe that he smells of nicotine and Jean Paul Gaultier cologne. Imagine he takes a break during an interview and he just has a Marlboro between his fingers that he steps out as the staff calls him back to continue his captain duties. 

🪲Additionally, this is very specific but I feel like he has a tad minty smell to him. Even if he does or doesn’t smoke, I feel like he’s the type to always have gum on him. Type of guy who needs to be prepared for any situation and to calm his nerves.  He also may have an oral fixation

🪲 Chipped nail polish. I feel like he’s been seen with chipped nails before. However, I cannot remember. It’s pretty self-explanatory; his love of queer and androgynous figures combined with being an idol on top of his bad sense of self-care leads to chipped nails. 

Seonghwa: 

🐇Lofi beats: The aesthetic of his Lego building lives is this. Additionally, whenever I see him, I feel like he’s the type who needs something lowkey in a lot of moments. He needs something almost comforting after he finishes his work. 

🐇 Anime endings: The same reasoning applied to Lofi beats applies to this. A constant need for something more soft and sweet. Almost melancholy and quiet when compared to the bright energy of their openings. It’s something to signal that there’s no need to put in more energy because you’ve already completed what you needed to. 

🐇 Polaroids: Another thing that I’m pretty sure has been attached to either him or Ateez. I feel like Seonghwa if given the time, would be good at photography. Polaroid cameras would be his favorite because of their easy portability and the intimacy of it. He can just pull it out any moment and take a beautiful candid shot that he can keep hung up in his room. Something that he took himself and gets to keep. 

🐇 Valentino perfumes- this one is pretty simple. Valentino prides itself on their gender-neutral scents so it makes sense that Seong Hwa gets associated with it. Specifically, the Uomo born in Roma perfume reminds me of him. Genderless, sleek, and subtly powerful. 

🐇 Cute keychains - Seonghwa looks to love cute things. He’s also constantly on the move, so cute keychains seem up his alley. Something small from a lover that he can carry around as a sign of devotion and affection. Something superficially cute but to him holds a silent love story.

Yunho:

🌼 High school crushes - The type of guy you see in class once and you instantly get attracted. He’s tall, sweet, friendly. Everything you could want in a high school boyfriend. He’s a little awkward and uncoordinated, but the small things like walking you to and from your classes and sitting with you at lunch? Makes every flaw unnoticeable. 

🌼 Headphones - He seems like the type who likes to enclose himself. Specifically, with music. The ability to focus and lose himself within the melodies and lyrics refreshes him. Especially when he’s listening to a song that reminds him of his lover.

🌼Anime love interest - He feels like a shoujo ML. The guy who is desired by all, but had by only one. The tall, beautiful man who calmly introspects and throws himself into vulnerability. He is the type of guy who looks at you and says, “I like you way more than you think…” He has the type of love that feels pure, almost everlasting. 

🌼 That one ML manhwa sweater - Y’all know exactly what sweater I’m talking about. This connects to the anime love interest in that he feels too good to be true. The guy who you’ve always dreamed about, but thought was unrealistic. Additionally, whenever I see comfy sweaters, it always reminds me of him. He needs to wear something comfortable to keep himself cozy and soft. Oh, and to make sure you have something to borrow from him. 

🌼Old white sneakers - Yunho feels nostalgic. The type of person who gladly accepts change and challenges because he sees them as a sign of love. To be loved is to be changed. He’ll wear his scars and rough edges with pride, for you shaped him.

Yeosang:

🍄Green - This is mostly due to his crazy form hair and that one SCRUMPTIOUS bouncy shirt. However, it’s also because he reminds me of nature. He has an almost fairy/nymph-like quality. The beautiful face lures you deeper and deeper into the woods, only to trap you within its beautiful prison. You’re both moths to each other’s flame. 

🍄London blue - This color feels elegant, almost regal. It gives the feeling of something encased within time but also out of it. Something that feels freighting and mysterious when it encompasses a house, though that quality makes it even more alluring. 

🍄 Music boxes - Yeosang reminds me of very material but immaterial things. A small dancer frozen in time that only shows their beauty when called upon. Something delicate but sturdy. Beautiful, but skittish. 

🍄 Precious little moments - Another thing that is immaterial and a little silly. Something about those little porcelain figures with their big eyes and warm but stagnant smiles. It’s familiar, friendly, but immovable. 

🍄Faded scraps/scabs - This is different when compared to the rest. They’re little blemishes that tell long-ago stories. You fell on concrete when you were a child, you accidentally cut yourself with a knife, or you fell out of a tree. Moments that brought so much pain that it’s engraved onto you. Something that seemed so harrowing, but now you hardly notice. Unless someone else points it out, of course.

#idol x reader #kpop fanfic #kpop fluff #ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez hongjoong #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez seonghwa #ateez yeosang #ateez yunho #ateez fic #ateez fluff #kpopidol #kpop #ateez x you #ateez x y/n #ateez headcanons #kpop headcanons #kim hongjoong #yeosang #seonghwa #jeong yunho #yunho x reader #hongjoong

[yandere-toons]

Hello hello!

I've been a fan of your writing for awhile and I just truly addoorrrreeeee how you write so amazingly!! (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

But anyways, I was wondering if I could get some LEGO: Ninjago, the movie Lloyd HCs? I would love it if you can do both romantic and platonic!

But if you are rather busy please don't mind this oddly ducklings request! (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) ⸺ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴀʀᴇꜱᴛ, ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴏᴜꜱ 🍰✨

Movie! Lloyd Garmadon (Platonic & Romantic Headcanons)

WARNING: yandere, stalking, mild violence, social rejection, mentions of bullying, toxic mindset.

A.N. - Thank you! Let me know if you want more Ninjago characters.

PLATONIC:

Step outside, breathe in the humid air of Ninjago City and get bombarded with dozens of cameras and microphones. Lloyd is overcome by guilt every time the press harasses someone who is involved with him, but the person who he thinks the most of has a one-way ticket to unwanted publicity.

The media circus begins when Lloyd approaches his friend in public. One snap of a picture later, and almost everyone at the high school is telling Lloyd that his friend wants nothing to do with him. Lloyd sometimes wonders if this is true, so he reaches out quite often in the hope of proving that he is worth keeping around.

Koko worries about the frequent phone calls that last anywhere from seconds to hours and the constant questions about whether it is okay to have his friend come over to her flat.

She warns Lloyd that he is getting too invested in someone he only met a few weeks ago, to which Lloyd swears that he has found the one who understands him and does not judge him for his lineage.

Lloyd is not the type that goes looking for a fight, but his temper does flare towards whoever upsets his friend. He comes home while dragging his feet and lies to Koko about the cause of his moodiness.

When he thinks back to the many jokes hurled like stones at his friend by the student body and media, Lloyd assigns the blame to himself. The jokes often revolve around living life as a Garmadon supporter whom everyone should shun.

Even though he does not enjoy the isolation it creates, Lloyd takes the opportunity to introduce his friend to the other Ninja and thereby provide more reasons to stay in contact with him.

Koko is called by whoever may live with Lloyd's friend, people who bellyache about Lloyd knocking on their door several days in a row with the intent to visit. Koko once again quizzes Lloyd about the nature of the relationship, but at the same time, Koko will reprimand anybody who phones her with a complaint against Lloyd.

Once upon a fight, Lord Garmadon notices that the Green Ninja is muttering something about a classmate laughing at his friend while he clobbers General Number One.

Garmadon may let slip a rare comment about how he finds Lloyd's aggressiveness a bit unusual, but overall, he becomes a terrible source of advice. His idea of fatherly affection is to have Lloyd use his volcano should Lloyd ever feel the need to shoot someone out of it.

If an argument takes a wrecking ball to the relationship, Lloyd dons his Green Ninja attire and attempts to live vicariously through whatever bond his secret identity can form.

Eventually, he gets tired of only talking to his friend when the city is under attack and decides to deliver an impassioned speech about how true friends forgive each other and stick together. It is his desperate attempt at rekindling a connection he has become dependent on, so if it fails, Lloyd appears as his regular self and begs forgiveness.

ROMANTIC:

He will deny it, but Lloyd has asked Zane to calculate his chances of securing a relationship with his prospective partner. If the probability is low, Lloyd despairs and, at least for a while, resigns himself to short greetings and brief farewells.

As time goes by, Lloyd's patience wears thin. He starts asking questions, such as whether his chances might improve if there are fewer people around to listen.

In the early interactions, Lloyd is insecure about himself and relies on Kai to be his wingman and Zane to inform him which compliments and gifts have the highest success rates.

He stumbles his way through most conversations and expects to be humiliated. When he is not, Lloyd gets attached and hurries to make these interactions a routine part of his day.

As he grows more comfortable with the relationship, Lloyd acquires a protective attitude. The Green Ninja in him urges him to correct others when they speak badly of his partner.

This frustration doubles if those responsible have bullied him before, although the worst his civilian self will do is brood and complain about it to his fellow Ninjas.

The rest of the Secret Ninja Force is supportive until one of the Ninjas catches Lloyd following his partner home in his Green Ninja gear. Lloyd explains that he is making sure the trip is safe, and challenging him leads him to defend himself by claiming that his partner is too kind to mind his questionable actions.

If this is untrue, Lloyd becomes much more cautious in his approach but does not give up. He resorts to finding his partner when alone and conversing via awkward small talk, which snowballs into him admitting that he needs to talk more consistently to be okay.

Lloyd is not one to bear his heart unless tensions are high, so he is prone to telling white lies when the truth spells conflict. He is terrified of making his partner fed up with him and losing what he sees as one of the few good things in his life.

It is a fear he will do almost anything to avoid facing, including coercing those who would leak his secret identity before he is ready to tell his partner.

Lloyd is not quick to stand up for himself, so if his partner ever did it for him, he would hope that the action has a special meaning behind it. The knowledge that it is politeness and nothing else would crush him.

As the Green Ninja, Lloyd sometimes goes off on his own and refuses to admit that he spent this time watching over his partner's home. He views it as an act of service and is not inclined to think otherwise unless he is spotted, at which point Lloyd will be too embarrassed to return for a while.

Do anything you want with my work, but never make me boring!

#Yandere #Yandere x You #Yandere x Reader #Yandere Imagines #Yandere Headcanons #Yandere Ninjago #Yandere Lloyd Garmadon #Ninjago x Reader #LEGO Ninjago x Reader #Lloyd Garmadon x Reader #Lloyd Garmadon #Lloyd Ninjago #Ninjago Lloyd #Ninjago #LEGO Ninjago #The LEGO Ninjago Movie #LEGO Ninjago Movie #Ninjago Movie #TLNM #Fanfiction #Imagines #Reader Insert #X Reader #Yandere Writing #Gender Neutral Reader

[catiuskaa]

[01:43 am]

SUMMARY: study buddies are always close to each other. Still, exams week is over, so when Felix shows up in your room, a silly UNO game is the go-to for clearing things up… in a meme way.

WC: 2.1k

CW: fluff, fluff, fluff!

A/N: this can be read as a stand-alone or as the second part of my other fic which I'll link here

[🔸☆🕯️☆🔸]

knock knock.

“Who’s there?”

“How many people come to your room at this time for you to ask?” he joked, putting a silly smile on your features.

Laughing in a low voice, you opened your room’s door, looking at the silhouette of the slightly taller man before you. He smiled when you opened, eyes almost forming crescent moons, and you chuckled.

“Holy shit, did you stick a fork in the electrical faucet or something? Did you even wash up?” You laughed, looking at the fluffiness of his hair.

Felix laughed as if he had written it, letting a dry “ha ha” leave his lips.

Lips you were trying to avoid looking at, but let’s pretend otherwise.

You let him in, and the silence that filled the room was uncomfortable as if you had stepped on a small LEGO piece that appeared out of nowhere.

You wished to find something to do because, even though at the beginning of whatever these meetings were, they consisted of study sessions for your Korean. However, the tests had finished for both of you, but you kept going to each other's dorms unconsciously.

The freckled Aussie had taken his phone out, and you kept staring at him as if someone had put you on pause.

His mere structure, his position laying on your bed as if the room belonged to him, the small purple LED lights that decorated the space shining on his face along with the blue light of his phone just enough so that his freckles looked like they were glowing… you let out a small, dreamy sight. You shook your head, a tad more nervous than before, as you scanned your room a third time, hoping to find a mutual distraction, considering you’ve watched all the DVDs you had, plus your Netflix account was giving issues… Suddenly, you smiled and rose, not noticing Felix’s brown eyes tracing your poorly illuminated figure with every step you took.

He was a goddam coward, and he insulted himself mentally for taking out his phone, his mind playing images of the classical Grumpy Cat meme staring at his soul, mad at his sins. He just couldn’t show up in your room and do nothing after what happened between you.

Because even though everything seemed fine and you guys’ teasing was still there, how could he even try to ignore that last dance training session you both had? How was he going to pretend that nothing had happened if feeling your lips against his was enough to make him forget not only which was left or right, but also up and down?

Without even realizing it, you both felt a shiver run through your backs, one that screamed at you to cut the tension and do something already.

“Brownie, leave TikTok for a sec and pay attention to me.”

And you took those red and black cards, stuck with a black hair tie, turning around to face him when your gazes locked. You smirked.

“Care for an UNO game?”

It was then when Detective Pikachu wanted to scream his ‘Now it’s getting interesting’, and damn, he was right.

Felix turned off his phone, staring at you as he mentally sipped from his "respect women juice”. You were wearing a hoodie that was probably big enough for both of you to fit in, and there would still be remaining space. Still, he couldn’t think of anything except how cute you looked. While he was at it, Walter White got into his mind Breaking Bad style, saying "You’re goddam right" as he left epically.

Sitting in front of him, you left the cards in the middle as you rolled your sleeves up to your elbows. He took the cards, and you couldn’t help but stare dumbfounded when he put the hair tie in between his lips, tying his hair up, while you didn’t even dare to not think about how good he looked with sleeveless shirts. Larry the Lobster was almost shouting “observe” in your ears, and shit, who were you to disobey Larry the Lobster?

“W-who starts?” you said, snapping out of your bubble called ‘Lee Felix’.

“Rock, paper, scissors?”

You nodded and both of you moved your hands forward, feeling a tingly sensation on the palm of your hands, wishing deep down, were the centre of the Earth, the lava and Chan’s healthy sleep schedule where for the other to take the contrary's hand and pull just so the tension could be fucking finished.

After you teased him for losing, he shuffled the cards and gave seven each, leaving the rest in the centre and starting with a green zero.

“Yo, wanna do something kinda stupid?” you smiled, eyeing those two +4 cards, the red skip card and the yellow reverse, the remaining three being a blue seven, a green seven and a red two.

Felix saw the way your eyes started to glow and swallowed the need to say “I’m kinda stupid, do me,” and instead smiled softly, murmuring a low “surprise me” that made you feel chills all over your body as if you had suddenly turned into that meme video where a girl was doing makeup during an earthquake.

“Say, for example. Even though I really can’t choose a favourite one, blue hair really looks good on you, and aside from the damage, it’s quite soft and I really like it,” you mentioned with a small smile that quickly grew on his face too as you settled the green and blue sevens on top of the green zero. “And green, eh… oh, right. During the maniac comeback you wore a green jacket, right? For the M/V?” He blinked, as he didn’t really remember. “I think so. Well, it looked good on you too.”

Feeling blessed, convinced that if he just looked up he could say “Hey God, it’s me again” and He would answer “What’s up my g”, he blushed fiercely, failing to hide his face between his cards, making you giggle softly.

You paid close attention to the pinkish-coloured mess you had turned your… friend?

Damn, guess who’s red now too.

“It’s ok if you don’t want to continue the game like this,” you backed up, your brain screaming ‘abort the mission, soldier’ with a cutesy smile.

Yongbok smiled, relaxing again, setting a blue +2 on the cards you had put. You looked stunned at the freckled boy, the image of that blonde woman crying and screaming to a cat suddenly in your head due to the treason that had been committed.

“So… I really like playing with you… +2…?”

And that was the moment you knew no matter the outcome of the game, if the case happened and he had all the plus cards, you wouldn’t even dare to complain if that meant he would have to say corny things like that for the rest of the play.

The flattering comments followed each card, the +4, +2, and even a wild one, because “I like every one of your colours”, Lee mentioned, which made your intestines churn and turn as Steve Harvey fixed his tie while saying, "Everybody feels better now."

Until you reached that move.

“UNO.”

The alarm clock that rested on the side table signalled 1:43 am in a deep red colour. You had two cards remaining, the +4 you’d kept since the beginning of the play and a yellow reverse. Between the pretty boy in front of you and yourself rested a blue four and you could smile because the win was near.

But Felix had only one card remaining.

You had filled each other to the brim with compliments, so much that if the case had been that they had to be written in paper, you would’ve filled notebooks till the limit. It had ended up being so easy to flatter the person in front, because even what could appear as flaws to one turned out to be the most beautiful qualities to the other’s eyes.

And as the game continued, holding close to your heart that clip where Han screamed “There’s nothing wrong with falling in love” in case you lacked the courage, you dropped the bomb with that card that had been waiting patiently for its moment of glory.

“I have a crush in you.” You let out, letting the +4 fall on the rest of the deck. “UNO.”

Felix couldn’t even hold back his blush at this point. He had been a mess since the game started, and there was only you to blame for it. Ever since the study sessions (and probably earlier, if he thought about it), you had settled on his mind without planning to move, wreaking all in your way. And this game had somehow triggered him, like a sort of… boom. He couldn’t even word it.

With his mind still a blabbering mess, something gave him the impulse. Maybe it was some fucked-up courage that got out for some reason, maybe the lack of sleep, the memes, or perhaps all of it at the same time. Something made him settle that card and that sentence.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you all fucking night.”

+4.

Holy Jesus of Mother

Saying you were left speechless would be as dumb as obvious because you were unable to reply. You lifted your gaze from that coloured card that hours ago would’ve meant a death wish and a war declaration but you suddenly had the need of hugging it and read bedtime stories for it every night as a form of gratitude. Settling your eyes on Felix’s tender features, going from his eyes down to his lips just to go back to his brown ones, you settled that reverse on top of it.

In a game with several people, that would’ve lost its meaning, but just between the two of you, it was the spark of consent that the freckled boy needed.

Brutally ignoring the fact that he had lost the game, that he would have to pick up eight cards, none of the two would actually know who threw themselves first, but you could swear that you felt fireworks running up your bloodstream after arriving at the conclusion that the tension around you was as real as it was going to get and that it had remained there since the blue-haired idol entered the room (or even before, if I may) and in the blink of an eye your lips crashed in a small kiss, one that looked more like a way of asking for permission.

“I-i…” Felix stuttered, perplexed, fascinated, feeling like he could suddenly go bungee jumping.

You got closer to the freckled boy in front of you, stopping merely a centimetre away from his face. You could taste the minty flavour of his toothpaste just from the air he was letting out.

“Do that again.”

Not much thinking added, getting bravery from who-knows-where, he took your face in between his hands softly, linking your lips in a way more intense kiss. You felt his touch equally soft and firm, much to differentiate from the last one. You let out a shaky sigh when you felt his tongue brushing your lips. A bit anxious, you let your hands wander through Felix’s body, feeling his smile in the kiss, only for him to grasp your hands tenderly and settle them on his shoulders, breaking the kiss and quickly hiding in the crook of your neck.

“I’ve been waiting so long to kiss you that if you do something else I really believe you could kill me,” he mentioned against your neck, his breathing tickling you as much as the soft strokes of his hands on your waist.

You laughed teasingly, feeling how he also laughed silently, his chest vibrating under you.

As revenge for making him lose, which he hadn’t totally forgotten yet, he pinned you to the floor, forgetting the cards, the game and how late it was for him to have practice tomorrow and still be awake as he started tickling you and pampering you with kisses because you were finally in his arms.

And when you didn’t care what could happen the following morning or how would you manage to get him out of your room so no one could see him exiting, as it wasn’t something too serious for the members to tell them right away; the fact that he was able to wake up next to you, the realization hit him, knowing that that’s what he wanted his future to be…

+4

And your answer would always be a reverse.

soft hours!

~Kats, who uses UNO as a way of existing, included flirting (just sometimes, with certain someones lol)

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[alreadyblondenow]

Who’s gonna drive you home? (Part 2.)

Pairing: Racer Jaehyun x female reader x Racer Taeyong

Genre: Love triangle, racer au, fluff, smut, angst maybe?

WARNINGS: Unprotected sex which is not advisable in real life situation, mentions of car crash, accidents, hospital and implied comatose situation. IF YOU ARE HAVE BAD EXPERIENCE FROM THE SAID WARNING ABOVE, PLEASE SKIP THAT PART. kind of illegal racing, betting. NOT PROOFREAD, SORRY.

NOTE: THIS STORY IS PURE FICTION AND A 100% MADE UP FROM MY MIND. Inspired by Jackson Wang’s ‘Who’s gonna drive you home’ song. Sorry in advance if this turned out to be disappointing, i love it the way i created it. I also want to thank everyone who loved part 1. I hope I can create beautiful stories again.

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Today is one of those days where you and Taeyong stay in his place the whole day to assemble Legos. Those little things he liked to collect, and whenever you two finish a piece, it will automatically become one of his prized possessions. Sometimes, it’s his excuse to have quality time with you while doing stuff he loves. But today, you noticed he’s just watching you build a piece on your own while he guides you cutely.

The floor is full of legos, and your boyfriend is lying on the floor, leaning on his arm while watching you. Something is up you thought.

“How about we go somewhere quiet and peaceful this weekend? Do you like that?” You feel his nose near your ear, which gave you goosebumps and in a matter of seconds his arms are wrapped around you and you’re in between his long legs. “I might be gone for a couple of weeks,”

“What? Again?” You said with a pout, playing with his slender fingers, intertwined them with yours. “Can I go with you this time? Can I watch you race?”

“No definitely not” he said with a loving voice, embracing you tightly from behind and spreading kisses on your neck until his very kisses tickles you.

Of course Taeyong won’t risk exposing you to his enemies, you might get in danger because of him and he will not forgive himself if that happens. He just secretly hopes that you trust him with how he protects you. This is the best he can do for now.

“We don’t have to go somewhere far. We can stay in, order take out and watch movies. We can do the simplest things Tae, as long as we’re together”

And there you just watch him admire you closely, soothing your hand and he probably feels bad because he knew you deserve more than stay ins, take outs and movie nights in his bedroom… but he can’t step up because he’s being cautious. And ever since you and Taeyong started dating, he has been breaking every promise he says to you and you just let him make another one only to see him break it again, even before he tries to fulfill it first. But what can you do? You love him.

That was the last peaceful time you shared together. You remember it so clearly. He was talking about how he wanted to keep you by his side forever, how he loves you so much and how you make him happy.

“I’m sure of us Y/n. I’m really not kidding. I’m gonna marry you someday, build a home and have many kids so we could be busy together. Forever” he says while holding your hand, watching your eyelids grew heavy in front of him. You can’t believe you just wasted a beautiful day inside his place and you two are now ready to sleep once again in his bed. Together.

“Someday, I’ll forget about racing just give me a few more months—“

“I love that you race. You’re not Taeyong if you don’t race. I’ll be fine,” you smilef weakly, fighting your sleepy eyes. “Don’t give up something you love, I can support you while you’re at it”

And then you don’t know what he said next because you fell asleep in his arms. But after a few days, the unexpected breakup happened and it both changed your lives ever since that night.

Now you share that familiar silence again with Taeyong, just like those times when you’re building Legos at his living room. But now that silence is uncomfortable, it’s deafening and you want it to stop this instance.

“Do you love him? Because I’m here to bring you back Y/n”

Those words ring in your ears over and over again. You stand there like a statue as Taeyong expresses how much he missed you. How desperate he is to bring you back and how desperate he is to hear that you don’t love Jaehyun. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, he didn’t plan to beg for you today. But the fact that this is the first time Jaehyun has won over him, he simply cannot let it pass and he has to win you again.

“I will leave racing. I don’t care, I don’t want that life anymore. I want us. Let’s live somewhere far away from this place, get married, start a family—“

“I do love Jaehyun” you said with a shaky voice, Taeyong on the other hand is weak and he almost fell on his knees, “He left racing for me. He didn’t keep me out from his world Tae, while you became even more greedy with speed. Every race you finish, you’re faster than ever-“

“People want me dead Y/n! In every race I have my enemies curse me because every time I win, I take their money— I want to be faster because I want every race to finish as soon as possible so I can come home to you. That’s the fucking truth!”

Suddenly you remember those times when Taeyong came straight to your house while his car was overheating. There’s this one time, when he needed to go to the hospital but he went straight to you. “Jaehyun didn’t stopped racing because of you. He didn’t have a choice because I took away his team and his shop. He lost a bet” he added.

Now that Taeyong is completely frustrated, he wanted to step back once again and think of a better solution on winning you back. But it just came out from his mouth…

“I’ll give everything he owns, just come back to me”

And with all sincereness and bravery, Taeyong came closer to you and apologized for the heated conversation. He initiated the hug and melt in his arms right then and there. “You don’t have to decide now, but I’m serious”

This time you returned the hug and savored the moment. Oh you missed him.

“How are you, you asked?” He let out a fake giggle, “I’m lost Y/n. I really am” he said and placed a kiss on your temple, which you accepted whole heartedly. “You should go back inside, I’m sorry. I really am— call me when you’re ready. I’ll pick you up right away, just like old times”

And as you watch Taeyong get in his car and drive away, you still say a little prayer that he drives safely and hope that you will see him soon again.

It’s clear as the day. You are now confused with your feelings and you still love Taeyong.

When you get back to your place, Jaehyun was waiting for you in living room, still figuring out what to say but he wanted to talk and well… make sure that he still has you. But the thing is, Jaehyun loves you so much that he’s very understanding with the situation you’re in. He gets it. You still have loose ends with Taeyong and in the process of healing he forced his way into your life. And that breaks Jaehyun’s heart. It was his fault after all.

“Hey I didn’t hear you come in,” he was startled when he saw you pouring a glass of water for yourself. Jaehyun can’t even be close to you, he was standing so far from you and you noticed it immediately.

It’s for the better, you thought. And Jaehyun got the message. He wanted to talk about it, but he didn’t want to stress you more. The frustration in his face was there even though he is trying so hard not to show you. You saw him shook his head like he’s accepting defeat. But if you continue doing this to Jaehyun, you will continue to hurt him.

But you don’t know if this space that you’re asking for him is for your healing…. Or a good time to make your way back to Taeyong.

“I love you. Y/n. I uhm— I’m here, always remember that”

He knew how to respect your feelings even though you’re sure about nothing at the moment. But he can see it in your eyes that you’re back to square one, your sad eyes were back and he hates it even more now that he’s one of the causes for your sadness.

So he left. Not because he didn’t love you.

Little did he know that you’re just doing this just so you can help him get his old life back. You knew he loved racing, the shop his dad bought for him, and his friends that he misses so much. They were his family and he lost them because he lost a race. A stupid bet.

But just as you thought that Jaehyun will leave Taeyong alone, he drove straight to Taeyong’s place, the lion’s den to negotiate. Of course he was mad, he didn’t know about the deal you and Taeyong have. But one thing is for sure, Taeyong will take the lead again.

“Let’s race it out. One on one race!” Jaehyun exclaims towards Taeyong.

“You’re sure is brave. Tell me Jaehyun, have you ever won against me?”

“It’s the risk I’m willing to take— we were fine! Our lives were peaceful! She was getting better! Do you have any idea how much shit you out here through? She was crying herself to sleep, and I was the one with her not you!”

Taeyong felt jealous, but most importantly, he didn’t know that you were hurting as much as he is. “Thank you Jaehyun, I think I’ll take it from here” Taeyong continuously speaks with pride, “Race it out, you say? Call. Tomorrow night”

And just like that Jaehyun was back to his old self again. He spent the whole night trying so hard to strategize and think of all kinds of shit just to beat Taeyong. But all that driving, all that thinking, just leads him to remembering how your lips felt on his skin, how you smile brights up his whole, how you cheer him up whenever he’s having a hard day from work, even the way how you hold him while you’re making love. He wants to win this race so bad that all he could ever think about is you.

Until he stops driving and he didn’t noticed that he was driving towards one the many places that you two have marked as your happy place.

The hidden river where you and Jaehyun had so many memories. It was a long drive before you get to this place, a real pain in the head for racers because the road wasn’t that easy. But it was easy for Jaehyun because of you.

“This is where we started dreaming together Y/n”

Months ago

“It will be freezing, but it’s gonna be worth it” he smiled his dimpled smile as he strips in front of you, excited to get in the water. You on the other hand, is having second thoughts. “You promise we’ll do it together—“

“Alright, alright— I’m coming! Can you please turn around while I remove my clothes,”

“I’ve seen everything… but yeah of course” Jaehyun laughed before he turns around while you strip. Slowly you get in the water and walk towards Jaehyun, it was dark and only the moonlight was the one guiding you towards him. But Jaehyun being the gentleman that he is, walked backwards and reach for your hand.

“Okay you can look now,” you thanked him for holding you, placing a soft kiss on his cheek before he taps your leg and Jaehyun lifting your body underneath the river. He walked in the middle of the river, directly to the moonlight and looked at you lovingly.

“Can we stay like this forever? Be my forever only?” He asked sweetly.

“I’m making improvements, don’t overdo it” you happily admitted, “I’ll stay forever if you never leave of course. Don’t be like—“

“I get it,” he kissed your neck, stopping you from mentioning your ex. “Just wait until I can buy my own place again and get back to business. I’ll make you the happiest— I decided to sell my car for our fresh start…”

“What? You love your car,” you looked at him, so confused.

“If I sell it I can start a new business and buy a new shop. Then I can buy a new place and you can live with me” Jaehyun says, his eyes were full of dreams and you can see that he’s happy with his own decisions. But…

“Can’t you achieve this dream without selling your car? I can lend you money, I can live with you in your small place…” And while you were talking you don’t know why he was smiling from ear to ear…. “What?” You asked.

“You just told me you love me without even saying the actual words,” he was blushing. Ears read and his body was becoming warm. Warmer.

“Told you. Improvements” you smiled and kissed him. Arms perfectly around his neck, lips so soft, his soft moans that makes you crazy that you didn’t noticed you were grinding on him.

When it’s finally time to go home, it was so cold but Jaehyun made you wear his jacket to keep you warm. It was also the first time he was holding your hand the whole trip back. Kissing it from time to time, occasionally blow on it just to keep you warm. And when you arrived at his small place, you cant take your hands off of each other.

It was definitely a sweet night but still playful. You don’t know what’s gotten into you and but you just wanted to shower Jaehyun with attention that you got on you knees and started giving him a blow job. He looked hot the whole time. His legs spread while he sits at the edge of his small bed. Left hand on your head, guiding you suck while his right hand is supporting him. Jaehyun was so turned on that his mouth was parting and he’s hard as a wood. “Y/n,” he moans your name deliciously over and over again. And when he was about to cum, he removed his cock from your mouth and caught your lips with his, letting his cum paint hi skin instead of filling your mouth.

You sat on his lap and started stroking him again, grinding on his cock and covering it with your juices. He was getting shy for no reason, but he can see what you want to happen tonight. You wanted to take charge for a change, he smiled at you and lie on his bed. Reaching for hand and pulling you towards his body, “okay, I know what you’re doing” he says, you just smiled. “I’m yours” he smiled sweetly and completely surrendered to you. Feeling your hands roam around his body, and when you line his cock on your entrance to put in slowly, your eyes went big when Jaehyun let out the loudest moan and you just had to cover his mouth will you continue to push it in.

“You have neighbors” you giggle and placed a kiss on his lips when you finally released his mouth. But he didn’t stopped kissing you as if he was saying, ‘kiss me while you fuck me.’ You moved your hips up and down and feel him melt, your hand plays with nipples softly, which gives him a good shiver. His both hands are kneading your boobs, gently like how you touch him.

“Oh fuck—“ he hissed when you clenched around him while you move slowly and feeling every inch of his cock. And when you moved faster, he completely lost it, he was watching you move up and dow and your boobs in front of his eyes. The look on Jaehyun’s face while he was watching you fuck hin was something you don’t see everyday or anytime you had sex. It was lust but with the mix of admiration, he was smiling but truth is he was really sensitive. Oh just by looking at him you can catch your high and make yourself cum but this is not about you.

“How do you feel now?” You teased him from going fast to moving oh so slow again while leaning towards him.

“No don’t do this—“ he smiled weakly, clearly he was tired and he wanted to cum. ‘okay’ you said softly and made him hold onto to your waist. You moved faster again and clenched the whole time, making Jaehyun cum in less than a minute. “It feels good to cum inside you,” he says, pulling you towards him again and making you comfortable on top of him. You feel his cock soften inside you, and when he pulled it out it cum drips from your hole slowly, staining your skin, his skin and his sheets.

“I love you” he whispers and you hear him soft and clear.

Present time

It didn’t took him a while to answer his phone of course. You knew he just finished work and he should be heading home by now.

“Hi. Glad you called. Is there something wrong?” He asked with a worried tone but he was really excited to hear from you.

“I just wanted to hear your voice,” you said and with that Jaehyun projected a very huge smile. Maybe this is a great time to ask you to eat dinner he thought. “How about you? Are you doing good?” You added.

“I miss you everyday. Can I see you tonight? I can cook— what do you want for dinner?” Jaehyun offers excitedly.

But you were quiet.

“Sounds good and tempting. But I guess, not tonight Jae. Anyway, I’m glad you’re okay. Please make yourself a yummy dinner,”

And just like that his hopes crashed down again and he knew something is wrong but he wanted to stay patient and win you back for tonight’s race.

“Was that Jaehyun?” Taeyong asks, crossing his arms in front of you. Overflowing with jealousy.

“You came uninvited again— the turn of events was only yesterday—“ you were still so speechless and you didn’t want to talk to him.

“Watch me race. Tonight” Taeyong bravely said to you. “Though this is gonna be the last race I’ll accept, I just don’t want hiding anything from you”

If you’re being honest, you didn’t want to go out tonight, let alone watch him race.

“I’m racing against Jaehyun” Taeyong blurted out. “If he wins tonight. I promise you’ll never see me again and I’ll give Jaehyun everything he owns”

“And if you win?” You were quick to ask.

“I’ll still give Jaehyun everything he owns but he will let me pursue you. Of course Y/n were giving you a choice. You have feelings for the both of us and the end of the day, you still have to choose if you want to come to me or not. I don’t want to force you” he stepped closer to you to try and make you calm, he was warm and you miss his touch.

Come to think of it, this is your chance to give Jaehyun a better life. He can go back to business, see his friends again and you can all make it possible.

At the end of the day, you came to the race with Taeyong. There was no proud moment and all Taeyong felt was jealousy and worry. Jealous because he can see right through you that it’s Jaehyun you love and he was worried because what if he wind tonight but you still end up hating him.

“I don’t hate you Tae,” you said, shocking him as if you can read his mind. “I want you to drive safe, okay?” You said and got out of his car, there, Jaehyun saw you from afar. He bolted towards you and was quick to reach for your hand. He was quite aggressive and his touch was hurting you.

“You made a deal with him, didn’t you?!” Jaehyun shouted at you. You’ve never seen him like this.

“She was just thinking about you—“ Taeyong tried to free you from Jaehyun’s tight grip. It was hurting you and the whole time you were looking at him you were in tears.

“I’m here trying to win you but you’ve already given up on me— is this what love means to you?!” when Jaehyun finally let go of you, he was so mad and went straight to his car to get ready for the race.

Taeyong left shortly but he made sure you’re okay and you’ve calm down. He gave you his jacket and promised to come back safety, as always. “You have to understand Jaehyun” he said. Then you remembered, the night you and Taeyong broke up. He got mad because you can be a possible bet, and now that you’re the actual prize for tonight’s one on one race, you can only imagine his frustration.

“Can you tell him to drive safe?” You asked Taeyong, of course he answered back.

When the race was about to start, Jaehyun was crazy mad and Taeyong was honestly worried if he can drive safe.

“Jeong. Y/n said, drive safe”

But Jaehyun didn’t even looked at him.

As soon as the go signal went off, Jaehyun was the one leading. Everyone were in their smart phones, going live after live after live just so everyone can watch Jaehyun and Taeyong’s race. There were a lot of people, and to be honest they didn’t know what this race is all about. All they know is that this race is becoming more intense as every second lasts.

“Jaehyun is leading!” Mark exclaimed to everyone, little did he know, this was Taeyong’s new technique. He was being patient with the race, and Jaehyun isn’t.

After a few nerve wracking minutes, Taeyong was suddenly leading.

While on the road, and while Taeyong was driving and thinking about how he can pull of this new strategy. He noticed that Jaehyun’s car was so near to his that it was scratching Taeyong’s Porsche. Neither of them didn’t care about how beautiful Taeyong’s car is or how expensive it was, but they both know that car bumping is against the rules and can lead to a major accident.

***please skip if uncomfortable *****

“Are you out of your mind, Jeong?!” Taeyong shouted from the inside of his car. He was still leading but the road was getting too dangerous and Jaehyun kept bumping him like he wants Taeyong to drop from the race.

Second by second, Jaehyun’s bumps were becoming harder ans harder which made Taeyong scared for the both of them.

He didn’t have a choice but to slow down eventually, and stop his car.

But Jaehyun lost control and had a taste of his own medicine.

Taeyong witnessed Jaehyun’s car crashed right in front of his eyes and he was quick to call for help and try to save Jaehyun on his own.

You on the other hand, is now worried sick when you saw ambulance, rescue team and the police arriving.

“Y/n! We have to go!” Mark was the one in charge for your safety tonight but you cant help and be worried for both Taeyong and Jaehyun. “We’ll go straight to the hospital. Don’t worry,”

Everything happened so fast. You were shaking and worried sick, you don’t know how to calm down.

Three days after

You wanted to take care of him because you were guilty. You continue to blame yourself for what happened to Jaehyun even though it was his choice to be unfair during the race.

Taeyong was nice enough to take care of him too. He just let you do what you want, watch you take care of Jaehyun even though it hurts him too. Seeing you like this is like everyday torture for him but he wanted to take care of you.

Weeks passed by and finally Jaehyun woke up from his long sleep.

You weren’t there when he opened his eyes.

He was alone.

When you and Taeyong heard the news from his doctors, you were so happy that your knees gave up on you but Taeyong was there to catch you.

You and Taeyong left the moment you heard that Jaehyun is fine.

This is for the better, you said to yourself.

After three years of building a relationship with Taeyong again, there was no doubt that he loves you so much and that he has proven to you everyday that he really didn’t mean to break up with you during the past. But now that you and Taeyong are living peacefully in LA now, that doesn’t mean that the race between Jaehyun and Taeyong is over.

Taeyong was understanding whenever you push him away and secretly miss Jaehyun.

Jaehyun was patient for your return.

“Tae” you moan his name and grip the sheets while Taeyong continues to kiss your thighs and tease your wet sex. He was so happy that he get to do this with you for he was having a hard time luring you to make love with him ever since you got back together.

Sure there are some moments you had sex, but the span of three years of being together, he can only count the nights you’ve shared beautifully. It’s not that he wasn’t thankful for the relationship, he just wishes that you two can go back to how you used to be before the breakup.

“Don’t fight it, aren’t you enjoying?” Taeyong grinds on top of you thrusting while kissing lovingly. Raising your hands above your head so you could stop scratching his back.

Don’t get me wrong, you love what he was doing and he feels so good inside you that you’re already near your orgasm. Of course Taeyong felt it so he was quick to catch your excitement so you could cum together, but all you can do is whine and beg him to stop.

He stopped of course.

His cock was deep inside you but he didn’t hesitate to pull out and stop. He covered you with clean blankets and you watch him wear his sleeping clothes again. It was heartbreaking.

“Tae, I’m sorry… I’m just not in the mood— stay in bed. We can try again if you want, just give me a few minutes”

He just turned around and handed you your sleeping clothes and gave you a good night kiss before he got out of your shared room.

He would rather sleep in the couch again than hear you call Jaehyun in your dreams. “When will you love me again,” he sighed and closed his eyes. He was so frustrated that he didn’t noticed you standing quietly beside him until you scoot over and forces him to hug you.

Of course he couldn’t stay disappointed with you forever.

“Good thing I bought a huge couch” he joked and kept you close, “aren’t you cold?” He was referring to the clothes you’re wearing.

“I am and that’s why I’m here” hugged him tighter, he rolled his eyes but kissed you on the lips.

“Just tell me if you’re having a hard time already. You know I can handle the truth— but as long as you return my kisses and you show me affection, forgive me Y/n but I will continue to love you”

“I understand,” you raked away his hair from his face before going on top of him, he stopped you from removing your top and pulled you closer to him.

“I just want to hold you close tonight. We haven’t done it in a while”

But the real reason was, Taeyong was scared that maybe this is going to be the last time he can hold you close like this.

The following months were sweeter and better you two noticed. You’ve been having better conversations, quality time and better sex. Life has been so good lately that you see Taeyong’s eyes full of happiness and excitement. And you’re happy it’s all because of you.

And honestly he wished he could say the same thing to you. Now that he had his chance, now that you’re here with him, he just can’t make you happy like how he used to anymore. It’s enough that he tried, and honestly letting you go would be the best decision he can do to you.

The last act of love Taeyong could offer to you.

By the time that you and Taeyong officially separated, you went home and looked for Jaehyun. The last time you saw you him was years ago already, he was sleeping soundly in the hospital bed and now he’s back to being himself. Fixing cars for people. He has long hair now, and he looked healthy.

Of course you didn’t approached him and only watched him from a far. Come to think of it, you became strangers even before you could start your love story properly. The fact that he got into an accident because of you is cruel enough and you can’t let yourself ruin his life again. At least now, he has a peaceful life.

And when you turned around to leave, you feel someone grab your arm and called your name.

“I’ve been waiting for you, please don’t leave” Jaehyun says, begging.

And in that quiet, beautiful afternoon Jaehyun hugged you tight, like he’s never going to let go of you because that’s exactly what he’s gonna do. “It wasn’t your fault. Please don’t blame yourself anymore— I didn’t get the chance to say sorry to you and Taeyong,”

“It’s all in the past Jaehyun. I’m sorry too” you said to him, raking his long and admiring him under this perfect shade of orange from the sun.

“It’s not going to be easy, but I want us to start again,” he bravely said to you. Of course that’s what you wanted, but just as he mentioned it’s not going to be easy. But you can start with forgiveness. Forgiveness for the both of you, and to fave the future happiness.

You and Jaehyun went to back to square one. Building a life together, finally he bought a new place for you and him. Achieving one of his dreams. No one was rushing, you two made sure to give yourselves time and enough space for your own growth. And if you’re being honest, you like it this way. You can clearly see that love is there, that love is present in your lives. Of course you’ve been through this stage in the past, but this time it’s really different. You your firsts again together. First date, first ‘i love yous’, first time making love and most importantly… first time talking about marriage. And soon Jaehyun asked you to marry you.

“Kids. How about kids, you love kids” you asked him as you adore his wet hair and handsome face. The moon shines beautifully as always in this place, your favorite place with Jaehyun. Your river.

“Well, aren’t you excited?” He teased, “2. I’d love two kids” he smiled and started kissing your neck, “want to make one tonight?”

“Love to” you said with no hesitation.

The end.

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Again, I’m sorry if I disappoint you with my writing. It’s been sooo long. I’m just doing this because I’m stressed all the time and this platform has always been my safe space. So I thank you dearly, if you continue to read my stories, may it new ones or old ones.

Reblogs or comments are always appreciated 💚 thank you! I hope you stay for more.

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[dsudis]

I hope this isn't weird, but you posted that and my brain threw this up for you:

Dream only listens with half an ear at what Hob is saying down the line, especially once he picks out "I'll come down but," and ignores the rest. He can pay whatever bonus is needed, and throw in some more.

Hob is, surprisingly, worth keeping. It's not just the skills but the fact that he seems to have, for a lack of a better word, a way with Orpheus. An understanding. With everyone else his son is difficult, he's Dream's after all, but he gets on well with Hob. It's a strange relief he hasn't felt in so long he might never have experienced it to know, for once, that when the weekend man is sick and Desire is making sure to harangue him and make up some reason Dream is needed immediately there is someone he can call. Someone reliable.

Which is why he feels almost nauseous with what feels like a betrayal he has only half a right to when he finally gets back to the house and gets his foot on the stairway and realizes the child's laughter he's hearing doesn't belong to Orpheus at all. Rare as it is, he knows his son. He takes the steps up two at a time and collides inelegantly with the doorframe, like a cat misjudging a corner, to peer into his son's room to see something so extraordinary it feels like a dream.

There's an unknown boy on the rug, building something complicated with Orpheus as if he spent every Saturday helping him erect a mishmash of Lego and Duplo and wooden blocks balanced on the belly of a stuffed once-white rabbit. Orpheus, who has prompted more calls and teacher's notes about the importance of sharing than Dream can count, and is now smiling while telling a fantastical story that seems to fascinate the other child. The one that looks just like Hob Gadling, who is watching them with a soft warmth in his face Dream has never seen, mastering a trick Dream can't get the hang of: being present but not intrusive as his son plays.

There's a rush of something, in his ears and his chest, warm and familiar and unwanted. He'd felt it last when Calliope had first held Orpheus and looked down at him, pink and roughly formed. He hasn't seen it since, much less felt it. He remembers, all over again, the way he does when Orpheus pushes his curls behind his ears in a mirror perfect imitation of his mother, who he can barely remember, because she'd left. She had not looked back. Hob is paid to be here.

"Mr. Gadling," Dream says, and pointedly does not waver at the vague and quickly hidden surprise on Hob's face at the address. "You may go now, I no longer require your services," he finishes, hardening his heart at the boys' pleas to be allowed to play, just for five minutes longer. "For today you mean?" Hob says, too calm, and Dream hears himself say "Clearly," without realizing he'd made a decision. He feels, strangely, that he doesn't regret it.

[Because he's gonna fall in love ho ho ho]

😍😍😍

#yes please #this #dreamling #the sandman #bodyguard hob #modern single dads au

[russellsppttemplates]

Always here for you (Pierre Gasly)

Louis is afraid that since he won't be the baby of the family that no one is going to pay attention to him

Note: english is not my first language. This is a topic that I feel very respectful about and I hope I did it justice, this is in no way to offend or point out fingers for anyone, you do you and this is just my view 🩶

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm not taking requests, but I am writing some blurbs when I can (usually at nighttime when I can) so if you have any ideas or concepts that can be written in a small amount of sentences and you want to share, feel free to do so!

Tw: pregnancy (tiredness, body aches), curse words

"Alexandre, can you help me bring these downstairs please?", Pierre asked, grabbing the colouring books you had bought for the afternoon while he also held a box of Lego on his other hand, "sure, papa!", his oldest said as he grabbed the books and hurried downstairs, "and you, Louis, can you help and bring the pencils, please?", "really papa?", the 3 year-old sighed, "yes, really. C'mon, hold these on one hand so the other can hold onto the railing", he said as he ushered him down the stairs, keep a watchful eye to make sure he wouldn't fall down the steps. You and Pierre had managed to have a weekend at home with nobody to visit and nothing to do with work, just spending the next few days with the boys. After lunch, while you tidied in the kitchen, your husband and kids went upstairs to get what they needed for the plans they made: legos to build "cars like papa's" and colouring books since it was something you also liked to do. They arranged the pillows by the large coffee table in the living room, spreading all of the supplies when you were walking inside the room, already planning on laying next to your husband as your back started to ache a little bit, rubbing your bump and smiling as your husband opened his arms for you. For a third pregnancy, you were pretty used to these by now, and they weren't even as bad as you knew they could get, the fact that you had Pierre around for the next two weeks an amazing thing since you got feet rubs and massages on demand almost, "Come here, mon coeur", he said as you got comfortable with just watching the boys for awhile, "how is she doing today?", he asked as he kissed your lips, his hand travelling to your bump and caressing it softly, feeling the baby move a little. Sighing happily at his touch, you pecked his lips one more time, "my back is feeling better now", you replied. You were watching Alexandre and Louis playing with the Lego set, the small arguments they had about what colour each part should be endearing you both, making you wonder how they would be with a little sister. Your wonder was brought to a halt when you heard a foot stomping and little feet heading to the kitchen side of the corridor, "where did he go?", you asked Pierre and Alexandre for Louis, only getting a shrug from them both before you heard something fall. Entering the kitchen, Louis went to the cupboard where you kept all of the kids' snacks so they could help themselves anytime they wanted to eat, the cabinet door childproofed to prevent any accidents and allowing them to be a little bit more autonomous, and that's when you heard a noise, "I'll go", you said to Pierre as you got up, needing to stretch your legs a little bit and thinking that you had to go to the toilet for the umpteenth time that day on your way back. Reaching the kitchen, you saw Louis calmly sitting in the floor, eating a cookie while the rest of the snacks that were on the cupboard were now spread on the floor, "amour, are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?", you inspected him, looking for any sign of pain or scar, "No mama", he replied soflty, getting up and starting to make his way back to the living room, "don't you want to help mama clean and put these back in?", you asked, looking at everything on the floor and the low cabinet you had to fit everything back in, "I want to go and be with papa", he said as you nodded for him to go, choose your battles, they said when it came to kids, and you didn't really want to pick one you couldn't care to fight right now, bending down the best you could and tidying the room.

Coming back from the bathroom, Louis asked if you could sit next to him and colour in one of the lion drawings, even pushing a blanket for you to sit in on top of the pillow, "Careful, mon coeur", Pierre said as he helped you with his hand, "here, papa, you do this one with Alexandre!", he delegated.

During dinner, you noticed that Louis didn't speak much and you thought he must've been tired from the afternoon, that theory proving right as he was out like a light once you and Pierre put both boys to bed to bed.

"This is so unusual for him, even this morning when I asked him to help me bring the colouring stuff downstairs, he was huffing and puffing in frustration, I thought he was just a bit grumpy since he didn't sleep all that well last night, but it didn't get better", Pierre told you about yours youngest son's behaviour, starting to get a bit worried about it. "I'm sure he was just grumpier, no need to stress about it", you said while his hand caressed your bump, placing little kisses all over the skin, "although the whole cupboard situ-", you stopped, hearing a small thump from Louis' room, Pierre got up to check what it is while you slowly followed him there, seeing Louis up in the middle of the room, Alexandre sitting up in his bed as he looked at his brother, "couldn't sleep, mon petit?", Pierre asked, opening his arms so he could have a hug from his father as you reached the boys' room, "No! I don't want you and I don't want mama!", Louis yelled, and the day's pent up feelings and aches all came down on you at that moment as his words panged in your chest slightly. Excusing yourself from their room, you heard Pierre talking to him while you made your way into your shared bedroom, a million thoughts going through your head. Why did he react like that? Was it because he had woken up from his sleep suddenly? So had Alexandre, really, who had gotten up from the bed to help console his brother just before you closed the bedroom door, knowing he always enjoyed some cuddles when that happened.

A few moments later, Pierre came into the bedroom, "He said that he had a nightmare but that he's good now. I offered for them to sleep here but he said he didn't need me there, and Alexandre was barely awake", he sighed before he looked up at your face, noticing the crease on your forehead, "what's bothering you?", he said, placing his hand carefully on your small of your back in a soothing manner. "I've been so tired these past couple of days and I thought we were all doing good", you exasperated as Pierre felt his heart break into, "Amour, maybe it's just a phase", he said softly, not belittleing your feelings in the slightest. Snuggling yourself in your husband's chest, you kissed the skin there as you enjoyed his heart beating on your cheek as you felt your mind wind down and finally letting you succumb to sleep, hearing Pierre's "I love you so much, ma belle" faintly.

The next morning, you were greeted with little kisses on your face as you woke up, hearing your husband's giggles as well as your little boys', "Good morning mama", Louis said once you opened your eyes. Smiling at the sight of your husband and sons sitting on the bed, you adjusted your position on the pregnancy pillow you assumed Pierre had placed there as you found a comfortable position. Smoothing their curls, you smiled at the boys, "Good morning, boys, how did you sleep?", you recalled, looking at Louis for a bit longer, "Good. And mama", he said, looking at Pierre and Alexandre before looking at you, "I want to say sorry for waking you up yesterday. I didn't mean to. Je t'aime", he said as he hugged your body, his little hand going over your bump.

.

One of Pierre's brothers and his wife had visited you to introduce their baby, now at 12 weeks and happy as ever as he sat on your chest as best as he could, "ah, the only reason I'm not going to hog him for much longer is because I'll have my own soon", you chuckled as you kissed the top of the newest Gasly family member's head, hearing the door unlock as the boys rid themselves of their school things and shoes, "Auntie! Uncle!", they called as they greeted them wirh big hugs, "Mama!", Louis said as he turned to face you, seeing you hold their newest cousin, "this is your cousin, look", you said gently as you passed him back to his mother's arms, Alexandre immediately following him while your youngest sat in your lap, "I missed you so much today", Louis said as he sat up straight before snuggling to your chest.

.

Pierre was on his way home from a meeting, according to his text, as you and the boys waited for him in the living room, homework done for Alexandre as you watched a Disney movie, "Mama?", Louis asked, "yes, mon amour?", you said as you brushed the hair on his forehead, "did you spend time with Alexandre when I was a baby?", he asked and, at first, you doubted you had gasped exactly what he wanted, your attention going to the noise from the garage signaling your husband was home, a matter of seconds before he walked in, "what do you mean?", you wondered, "like, when I was born, did you spend all your time with me and not with Alexandre, because he was big already?", he asked as Pierre walked in, sensing the conversation as Alexandre had too moved to sit in front of you on the large sofa, "mama spent time with both of you, sure, maybe a bit more with you because you were very little and needed me or papa for everything, but we also spent a lot of time with Alexandre, right buddy?", you said as you looked at your oldest, now sitting on his father's leg who had taken his place, looking at you with a serious expression, "yes, you always needed mama to eat and papa would have to change your nappies but we played a lot too, especially when you were sleeping too", Alexandre smiled at the fond memories, "Why did you ask that, buddy?", Pierre encouraged gently, "I'm not your baby anymore", he mumbled soflty, "what makes you say that? You two will always be our babies, no matter how big you actually are", you said as Pierre nodded, "and if I'm not the baby, only Élodie will get attention, and you'll forget about me", he explained, small tears pooling in his blue eyes as you and Pierre finally reached what had been bothering him for the last few weeks, "Oh, mon petit, we could never forget about you! You're our little mischief maker, mama's helper whenever you colour in, my helped when I'm cooking, or trying to cook", Pierre said as he tried to bring a smile on his son's face, "you promise?", he asked, still a bit unsure, "Of course!", you and your husband said at the same time, "we will spend time with you, and when mama and papa can't be with us because Élodie will need their help, because she'll be very small, we can play the two of us!", Alexandre added. Cuddling further into you, you kissed Louis' head as you opened your arms for the other two boys to join for a family cuddle, "myself and mana love you so much, love you both so much, and we are always going be here for you guys. Sure, Élodie will need a lot of our attention but that doesn't mean that we won't spend time with you, we are always here for when you need us", he finished as you kissed everyone's cheeks repeatedly, feeling your little girl kick, "See? Élodie's agreeing too!", you said as Louis let out his beautiful giggles.

#pierre gasly imagine #pierre gasly × reader #pierre gasly fic #pierre gasly fluff #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic

[irbcallmefynn]

Pinned Post for 2024!

A new year calls for a new pinned! Hi! I'm Fynn!

Bigender Transfem Thing (She/He/It/They) furry, artist, almost certainly audhd+ocd+some sort of anxiety disorder (undiagnosed) so bear with me. I'm 20, so I may be adult on here sometimes! I do have an 18+ sideblog but I don't wanna tag it here. Find it yourself if you want it that bad (if you really can't find it but want to see it message me). I will tag things to the best of my ability when needed.

DNI if you're a piece of shit. Zoos, Pedos/Maps/whatever, Nazis, Queerphobes (any of them. No Arophobia allowed), Antifurs, Racist, Sexist, etc. Basically if you're on the DNI list of most queer furries you're on mine. So go step on some Lego someone spilled glass on.

I'd be careful if you're a minor. I'd suggest blocking "#nsfw" so you don't see things you shouldn't. Aside from that you're probably fine? Especially since I have a separate 18+ blog now. If I do slip up and either forget to tag something or accidentally reblog something to or from the wrong account please let me know so I can fix it!

I'm Aegosexual (I experience sexual attraction but am repulsed by sex), Polyamorous (taken <3 <3 <3), and Demiromantic (got three friends I love so so much) <3 <3 <3

I'm Therian to some degree. I know I'm not a wolf or anything. Never have been. But I really wish I was anything other than a human. So Therian it is! I'm also Plushie-kin. Just feel like there's a lot in common between plushies and what I want to be like. So just know if I'm talking a lot about wanting to be small and soft and cuddly and stuff I am very plushie-brained. I'm also Alterhuman I suppose. Please refer to me as a wolf or dog or puppy or bug or plushie it makes me happy :3

The U.S government sucks ass and so does the economy. Expect me to complain about that a bit on here I guess. Or at least reblog things with tags saying I hope the elite all explode.

I have three main OCs: Fynn is a he/him half demon wolf thing who magicked his mouth off and is basically the mascot of the blog. Nauno is a he/they avali and is extremely gay and very kleptomaniac and I love them. Euphi is a she/heart protogen that happens to be immortal for some reason. Click on their names to see their reference sheets! Click here for a link to the lore doc all about them and the world of Cosme! And click here for my truesona's ref sheet!

And now, some tags. "#fynn art" is for all of my art things. Pictures mainly, little bits of music here and there maybe. "#oc lore" is for when I talk about the lore of my ocs (or worldbuilding for them). "#bedposting" is something I do every night, just kinda whatever's on my mind before bed (may be very weird so heads up). "#art rb" is just for when I reblog art, if I keysmashed a whole bunch in another tag it means I really love it :3

I am into weird shit but probably don't expect much here. Maybe some tagged Transfur/Plushification art. Most of that shit is going to the alt blog babey.

FAQ (frequently-ish asked questions):

Do you take Commissions? No, and I have no plans to. I don't want to make money off of my art. I create for the sake of creating, not for fame or fortune. Related,

Can you commission me? Also no. I have no means of paying people at all. On the topic, don't come up to people and ask them to commission you. That's rude. If they want to commission you, they'll come to you.

What does the IRB stand for? My real initials. My legal first, middle, and last name. It's a force of habit. If/When I get my legal name changed I will change the blog name.

Thanks for reading! Now you should hopefully be at zero risk of being blasted by my death lasers (the block button)!

If this site goes belly up maybe I'll make a Spacehey. More than likely though, I'd be giving up on social media. Sorry!

#pinned post #furry artist #i'm an adult #undiagnosed autism #undiagnosed adhd #undiagnosed ocd #aegosexual #bigender #polyamourous #demiromantic #therian #alterhuman #plushiekin #taglist #my ocs #kink mention #the government sucks #dni list #we're all still learning #thanks for reading! #bedposting #fynn art #oc lore

[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

Can we talk about more important things like jimin? I know it's been days but oh boy, his last live made me feel tingly inside. After weeks and weeks of radio silence I wasn't speculating much about his activities, but it's clear that he's been marinating something. I just can't help but giggle thinking of him sitting down like he always does, like he's 6ft 5 tall and his cock is way too heavy, and just analyzing frame by frame every little thing he did during Face era, and that's classic jimin but at the same time I feel like his demeanor changed yet again? Did anyone else feel The Vibes~? Were the super shy mimi days left behind and there's no need to hide behind Legos anymore? I loved to see that he was able to talk without feeling awkward, and loved to hear him talk about his need to change, gives me the feeling that he's gonna pick up from where he left off with set me free pt. 2. A couple of days ago I was doing some deep cleaning and I ended up going through his photobook again, I still can't believe the way he ATE that, every single concept? Insane. Would love to see him go further and keep exploring that side of him, I want to see and hear a brighter, happier jimin, maybe jimin in love, jimin in lust, so many things, why am I so greedy when it comes to him? Lol I can't help it.

That Most Important Thing: Jimin - The sequel. We can and should talk about him.

I did notice a different vibe. Right from the beginning. I don't know how to explain it, but it was as if he was less burdened, compared to the livestreams he did pre Face and during the promotions. The stress must have been really high back then.

Now, it's like he discovered what he has to do, he's doing it and feeling confident about it. Maybe it's an act, putting on a brave face, but to me, he just seemed more carefree. I've seen some reactions, people actually being worried about what he said about starting from scratch because of what the majority of us think it's related to that infamous encore. It might be, I hope it isn't, or that it didn't produce some long term effect on his self confidence. But to me it sounded like instead of wallowing, he picked himself up and went back to work.

Again, that doesn't mean he did a bad job with Face, far from it. We know it would be ridiculous to say that. It's one of the best kpop albums so far in 2023.

I love that it had coherence, a vision. Everything was interconnected and every single layer and element of the album was carefully crafted. Nothing was lacking. It wasn't like there were mediocre lyrics, but a good melody or vice versa. None of that.

The photofolio (again, he ate that. He did more than everybody) and the first album are an indication that he's on an interesting path. What I hope is to see an evolution, taking some steps further, more courage. Jimin plays it a bit on the safer side. He pushes it, but just enough. I want him to just push the limits bit by bit. Because he can and because there's potential.

I liked how you introduced his heavy dick in all that praise. Makes perfect sense in the context.

#m thoughts #jimin #jimin solo career

[the-slythering-raven]

Fuck each and every single one of you who has a moral superiority complex for not being an only child. I hope you step on legos. I hope you run out of your favourite chocolate.

"Eldest daughter syndrome"- you mean having to do chores, be responsible for your parents' emotions, take care of others and shouldering parental expectations? Guess what? So do only children

"middle child syndrome"- you mean having to be dominated by others in your family? Guess what? So are only children

"only children are so privileged/bratty/spoiled"- SHUT up forever

"how does it feel to not have to fight for your parents' attention?"- Absolutely horrible. Next.

"only child cannot write sibling dynamics properly"- NO. If anything only children write it the best, because we research it SO hard we know ALL possible siblings dynamics BECAUSE we're afraid of assholes like you, whereas you entitled siblings only think yours is the only kind of sibling dynamic to exist

"siblings aren't so lovey dovey"- Maybe YOURS aren't. Doesn't mean it is not possible

I'll murder anyone who tells me "you're so lucky you're an only child". Maybe not physically, but you're deader than dead to me if you dare say this out loud. I'm NOT exaggerating.

#im angry #very very very angry #only child #im sick and tired of people pretending only children have it so easy #rant

[starkdemigodninja]

Dabi headcanons After Dark

(Throws this out to no one in particular cuz no one really cares when and what I post lol)

Dabi would sooner die than admit it but his primary love language is physical touch. It is my firm belief that once they were talking and walking and trainable that Endeavor pulled physical affection from his children entirely after infancy. Toya especially considering his utter disappointment in his son’s ability to handle his quirk. Rei picked up the slack but as more children were born and she and Enji’s marriage dissolved and became more and more volatile she was too drained and preoccupied. Poor Toya often fell by the wayside. Toya just wants to feel wanted and wants to be in his person’s vicinity. He doesn’t demand you acknowledge him unless he’s feeling particularly needy he just wants to make his presence known: you feet in his lap while scroll through your phone and he flips through TV stations, ruffling his hair in passing, lingering touches as you scoot past him. He. Lives. For. Cuddles. Fight me about it. In your bed preferably since everywhere smells like you. Cuddles do have to be strategically choreographed to accommodate his scarring however.

On the topic of scarring, his nerve endings are shot. At least at skin level. His pain tolerance is ridiculous, I mean he’s burning from the inside out for Christ’s sake. The boy can take a beating that’s fore sure.

That being said Toya gets phantom pain like a bitch. It can come on without any warning or he can know it’s gonna hit hours in advance he always try’s to be somewhere safe cuz sometimes it’s enough to take him off his feet. It scares the shit out you every time it happens, he tries not to make a sound but sometimes he can’t help but scream. The first time it happened in your apartment as he was leaving the bedroom. One second he was coming towards you where you stood in the kitchen the next he was writhing on the floor shrieking through clenched teeth. (My oc has a water manipulation quirk that’s primarily geared towards ice she usually turns herself into a human ice pack at least until Toya can get it together enough to make it to a cold shower.) He always apologizes like crazy afterwards feeling embarrassed for coming off weak and scaring you shitless. You repeatedly remind him he has nothing to be sorry for and you silently and sometimes not-so-silently wish harm to Endeavor. You usually wish really minor but infuriating inconveniences on Enji. (“I hope every time your dad gets out of bed he steps on lego and he can never figure out where they keep coming from. And when he goes to the bathroom at night I hope he stubs he toe on the doorframe. I hope the next time his bowels act up he forgets he left the toilet seat up and falls in, knees to chest.”) those threats usually get a chuckle out of him.

He was never allowed to have a pet as a child. (Endeavor called them useless distractions) so he has a soft spot for animals.

The boy loves space! Dates at the planetarium an hour before close cuz you know the pigs are looking for his ass. Y’all go stargazing in the country whenever possible. Watching him stare up at the sky in childlike wonder is the most beautiful sight this side of planet earth.

The boy has a sweet tooth. He will absolutely eat you out of house, home, and wallet if you let him and he will start with your cookies.

He can’t cook for shit. Except eggs he can cook a mean omelette. That being said as long as it’s not seafood he will devour anything you put in front of him. (And maybe have you for dessert for your trouble😘)

(Alright that’s all I got y’all I’m finally tired.)

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