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appleblueberry-pie · 16 days

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Hii!! Can I request for a yandere!Gojo x loser!gf where Reader constantly needs reassurance cause she’s afraid of him leaving?? Sorry if this is a weird request😭

Shut up, this was a genius idea. Idc, i'll do weird requests.

Nobody Has To Understand.

How he found out about you, you don't know.

It started over the internet. He was one of your social media best friends and you didn't have anyone else that you spoke to as much as you did with him.

When he first started talking to you, you thought he was a bot because he was way too fucking gorgeous to just be interested in someone like you.

You sucked. Literally, you were a weirdo, but he stuck around.

He stalked you on all of your platforms and by some luck, happened to live in Japan in the same town as you did(well, one of his apartments in Japan was in a similar area).

So you two met up when he convinced you to have a drink at a cafe with him that was close to the area you both lived in. It took a lot of begging and pleading to get you to leave the house and meet him because it just felt like a humongous prank that you weren't in on and/or he'd flank out on you because you weren't what he'd expect.

But he constantly remained patient and kept attempting to convince you to meet up with him because he wanted to see you in person soooo bad.

So you actually showered and actually wore clean clothes(comfortable and loose clothing that wasn't entirely appropriate for meeting a possible new friend) and tried to look as presentable as possible.

You trying your hardest with your appearance felt like a blow to your already low ego when he showed up looking straight out of a magazine. His clothes were casual, but it looked like expensive material. What he used on his face to make it shine the way it did probably cost a lot of money, and that smile.

You hated how attractive he looked. But he couldn't have been happier to finally see you in person.

He felt so pulled towards you and your bland aura. Like he could fill in the spots that you couldn't, and that way, you two would be a perfect pair. He saw so much potential in having a possible relationship with you, it wasn't funny.

You were extremely nervous and messed with your own slides underneath the table. Satoru was comfortable and confident enough to take the reins that entire day.

Ever since that first meeting, he's been paying for everything on your behalf. He paid for all of your meals, paid for your ubers, paid for your rent eventually, paid for your groceries, everything.

He knew he loved you. He loved your bedhead, loved your puffy face when you woke up from your sixth nap of the day, loved how warm you always felt, loved your voice and everything in between.

He never had a problem with telling you how much he loved you either.

It felt so unreal and it made you paranoid when he confessed his feelings to you that one night. It was the day after your birthday and he promised to make you the happiest girl in the world. And he said in order to give you what you deserve, he felt he needed to give all of himself to you as well. It didn't click in your head at first, but when it did, you felt as happy as you did scared.

Why did he love you so much? Put so much time into you and so much energy into your needs? Was he going to leave randomly when he's had his fill with you?

He could always read you like a book and automatically reassured what he wants out of you, which was just you. He just wanted you to be the best you that you could be, and that's all he needs to keep giving.

You stopped asking ever since.

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sacharinee · 11 months

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thinking ab peter having a bad tiring day and reader giving him face massages and body massages after they take a bath ‼️

pairing: bf!peter parker x reader

w/c: 780

a/n: hi anon!! i loved writing for this request sm so thank u for sending it <3 i did, however, completely forget to write abt the part about them taking the bath together. im so sorry 😭 but i hope u still enjoy :(( about one spider-man kiss and a ton of domestic!peter

peter knows exactly what he needs right now after a long day.

there’s only one thing in the world that could make up for having a shitty day and that’s you.

but unfortunately for peter, when he patters into your shared apartment, you’re nowhere to be found.

“babe?” he calls out.

he strips himself of his shoes and walks down the short hall to your bedroom, only to find the closet open and your work clothes missing. peter skrinks at your absence and pouts, “great.”

he ponders about taking a nap, but it’s a quarter to nine and he��d rather be awake when you arrive home.

when his stomach growls, he realizes he’s gone almost an entire day without a proper meal, save for the granola bar you shoved in his hand before he kissed you goodbye.

as he enters the kitchen, he finds a note left on the counter, scribbled in your handwriting,

“emergency shift at the hospital, back by 9 tonite. food in the fridge, love you!”

peter frowns at your note, sticks it onto the fridge, and pulls out the meal you prepared for him.

he heats up the food and chews the stale chicken slowly. he really misses you. even with your bland food and lack of seasoning, he still enjoys anything from you. you try your best for him.

when he’s finished cleaning his dishes, peter debates on showering. he wants to wait for you, to take a nice hot shower with you, and clean each other’s stress away. but he’s really stinky from work, and he’d rather just go to bed with you. so he undresses and takes a long shower alone.

—

peter’s prayers are answered when he reenters the shared bedroom dressed in pajamas.

“hi baby,” you chirp. you take off your glasses and set the book you were reading aside.

peter’s heart swells at the sight. you’re laying on your side of the bed, hair in a bun, away from your face. you’re dressed in your boyfriend’s plaid boxers and a geeky t-shirt you stole from his dresser.

the tv is playing some rerun of your favorite tv show as he crawls himself across the bed and plops himself in between your open legs.

peter nests his heavy head upon your pelvis and lets out a deep sigh. your palms run down his clad back, kneading the tense muscles.

“did you eat yet?” he tries to nod his head, “yea, chicken was good, super tasty, thanks, y/n/n” he replies.

he may or not be telling you the whole truth. you’re cooking wasn’t amazing, but he would never tell you that.

peter flips himself over, staring at you adoringly upside down. your soft hands trace his buff arms, comfort spreading throughout his skin from your touch, “what happened today, petey?”

he exhales, furrowing his brows, and squeezes his eyes shut. he juts his bottom lip out while you weave your fingers and pull through his damps locks.

“everything went wrong today. everything,” he takes a deep breath, “i was late for biochem, had a pop quiz for psych. not that it was hard but still. i forgot i had tutoring today too, so i'm out fifteen bucks. and we were understaffed for work, so that was a bust. so many mean customers in queens,” he takes a look at you, “we should move somewhere else.”

you snicker at his comment and slide your fingers over his funky left eyebrow, smoothing out the knit and massaging his temples, “yea, like where?”

you love all versions of peter, but you think this is your favorite. relaxed at your touch, devoting himself wholeheartedly to you. he’s embraced and fully engulfed by you, like putty in your hands.

“like,” your boyfriend seems distracted, voice deep, staring at you with nothing but affection, “sunnyside? maybe?” peter licks his lips and clears his throat, “just somewhere safer, nicer. for you.”

you’re beaming down at his face; your warm hands cup his cheeks while you land a long and overdue tender kiss upside down. you feel peter smile into the kiss, exhaling through his nose in contentment.

you keep your hands on his face and gently caress the soft skin as you pull away.

“that sounds nice,” your heart squeezes at the thought as he continues, “we could settle down there, have a family, you know? white picket fence and all. ‘m picturing you in your hot scrubs, bringin’ home the bacon. and i’ll be at home, taking care of the kids.”

you’re giggling at the scene as you chime in, “and we could have family dinners every saturday night, or- ooh! i could take yoga classes sunday mornings and-”

peter snickers at you, “what you need are some cooking classes.”

gasping, you flick his forehead, “you said you loved my cooking!”

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lolitafushiguro · 1 year

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Nap Time with Satoru, Suguru, Kento and Toji

ー just some headcanons for nap times with these men because i drank pure black coffee even though im not supposed to bc of my meds and now my mind is telling me to write something so i can fall asleep after 😂 sorry i think i'm not gonna edit this.

ー cw: mentions of sex ★

Satoru

he doesn't sleep

at least he doesn't sleep for long hours

if you're the type of person who values a good sleep then you'll find him annoying because he will pester you.

"babe, i wanna fuck." "babe, i want to eat crepe." "hey babe, cook pancakes with me." "babe there's a new sweets shop in town and it's their opening day i wanna go!!"

he'll tickle you, poke you everywhere, pepper you with kisses, play with your hair… you name it.

"let me sleep for once gojo satoru!" you yell at him, covering your face with a pillow.

but he won't stop. and he knows that even if he pesters you like that you love his company and you love to nap with him so he will pretend that something urgent came from jujutsu tech and attempt to 'leave'.

"oh, i just got a message from megumi. there's a new special grade curse spotted in roppongi and i need to go assist them…"

since you can't see him, you feel him shuffle away from you and hear his footsteps…

but in reality he just moved to stand by your bed and is marching his feet to pretend that he's walking away from you.

at first you were kind of disappointed but you had a feeling, so when you got up to look at him, you expect the same old thing again.

"not this again…"

"okay okay i'm sorry! it's just that i don't want to sleep. the sun is up and bright! we should be out sightseeing." he exclaims ever dramatically.

you just sigh in exasperation.

"you can always do it yourself you know." you reply.

ouch. he always wants to do everything with you though.

"fine, i'm staying here…" he grumbles, going back to bed.

honestly he's such a manchild

you know he likes to put on this act every time he wants attention so you grab a book for him to read and cuddled yourself beside him.

"wake me up in 2 hours, i have work to do."

but after that 2-hour nap you woke to him sleeping, he has the book close to his chest, unread. you smile to yourself fondly. you know he needs all the sleep he can get, even if most of the time he doesn't want to.

Suguru

stroke. his. hair.

the best time to nap with him is after showers in the afternoon.

you both would take turns drying yourselves and it's so intimate?? please.

he doesn't nap often like satoru but when he does he usually ends up napping until the evening.

but he loves massages.

he always falls asleep when you give him massages and it makes you feel satisfied.

but usually he's busy with worship at the temple so that's most likely the reason why he can't nap with you all the time.

if he's not at the cult, he's studying philosophy and ancient scriptures on jujutsu sorcery and cursed spirits.

so you either:

give him a massage, he falls asleep and you follow suit

or come to him while he's studying, lay on his lap and feel the afternoon breeze on your skin as he reads by the balcony, and fall asleep.

"love, you need to wake up. i believe you still have something pending, yes?" his voice slowly wakes you and you hum in reply, voice groggy.

"mm… thanks for waking me." you yawn, immediately embracing his body and clinging onto it for a while.

you mindlessly stroke his hair and he smiles, caressing yours too. you both stay like that for a while as the afternoon slowly turns to dusk.

he may or may not fuck you there. hmm…

Kento

weekend naps!!! yayy

when this man sleeps, he sleeps like he won't wake up.

can't blame him though, exhaustion is like his second nature :(

so when it's the weekend and you both don't have work, you'll both do some house cleaning, bake a little perhaps, and read together.

then you have a designated hour when you'll just crash together on the bed and nap ー which usually turns into a long sleep.

but if you're a light sleeper then you either cook him dinner or wake him up to cook for you.

okay bonus: that designated hour for napping? honey you fuck before you tuck your sheets and sleep. that's the silent rule you both follow.

"what should we do after dinner? if we ever wake up." you chuckle.

"up to you, darling." he kisses your forehead. "we can go to the cinema or take a walk." he adds.

"ehh… i don't feel like going out. it's so cold and i'm very tired from this week's workload." you reply.

"well, in that case… do you want to finish the wine we got from Denmark?" he suggests.

"and eat the leftover pie?" you nudge at him.

you both wiggled your brows at each other playfully and nod together, laughing.

Toji

ohhhhh boy

instead of napping you're likely gonna be fucking

this really became a spectrum of mtl likely gonna fuckk during nap times 😂

kidding aside, toji is so-so when it comes to naps. he's a physically active man and he's rarely home because of his missions and the possibility of him gambling to his wits' end is 99%

so if you're a clingy bimbo you can't expect him to be with you all the time (that's me, i'm bimbo. ouch.)

when the occasion happens and he comes to you frequently, napping with you would depend on his mood

sometimes he would use your washer to clean his clothes and spend all day cleaning out his weapons

my goodness, what a freeloader

and sometimes he would spend the day just fucking you.

it's insane, really.

anyway, the naps would come after fucking, and then when you wake up he's gonna go for another round ー you'll lose your mind i'm telling you. remember to clean up after sex!

but sometimes, when he's in a mellow, depressive mood thinking about his past, cuddlebug!toji mode is activated.

and you, being the understanding but naive lover you are, would immediately take him in your arms and just spend hours talking about random things in your lives, but he rarely talks about his traumas; so you do the same.

"and so what did they say?" he quips.

"well they made everyone pass, but the issue lies in the way that the student lied about being sick just to take the exam he missed. everyone is pissed at him since it's the first time that the prof did this. the prof always shuts down examinees who fail to take his exams." you blabber.

there was silence for a while you caught him staring at you with blank eyes.

"what? what are you thinking?" you ask, intuitively knowing he's deep in his thoughts again

"nothing." he averts his gaze and reaches for you. he hugs your body tight and you did nothing but find comfort in his warmth.

oh, how you wish it was always like this.

ー Lolita

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cyborg-franky · 1 year

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Giving OP Chars Haircuts

Simple headcanons [I got the vibe for these] includes Ace, Marco, Zoro and Law.

SFW GN Reader

Ace

Outside enjoying the sunny weather, Ace has his head on your lap, eyes closed as he takes a lazy nap.

Your reading a book, your hand playing with his hair, fingers running through the strands and you realize it takes longer for your fingers to complete the journey.

You glance down at your sleeping boyfriend and notice just how long his hair is getting.

He mumbles, maybe not as asleep as you’d thought. He looks up, brows furrowed at your hesitation in pampering him.

“What's wrong?” You shake your head in response. “Nothing, your hair’s just getting longer.. Do you need me to cut it?”

Ace shifts and turns his head, considering what you’d asked. “Why? Is it bad? Don’t like it long?”

You sigh and carry on playing with the long black strands before you flicked his nose, causing a cry. He gives you a look as he holds his nose. “It’s not a bad thing, no. I was just offering you quick trim, I know you don’t like putting it up is all.”

Ace is still rubbing his nose when he shrugs.

Later he's sat in your room, on your chair. You open and close the scissors making a pleasing sound. His arms are crossed, leaning on the back of the chair (You have no idea why he can’t sit normally but here you are)

“Just a bit yeah?” “Yes Ace, don’t worry. You can trust me.” You kiss him on the forehead before you step behind him. Getting a brush and working it through his slightly tangled locks.

Which makes him sit up, arms by his sides as he leans back with the brush.

The haircut doesn't take long, just trimming the back and the sides. You finish and look at the little pile of black clippings.

“Here,” you pass Ace a mirror and hold up another behind him and he looks back and forth, an unsure expression before he nods, grinning ear to ear. “Thanks,” He turns and wraps his arms around your waist before you have a chance to react.

“Your welcome, firefly!”

Marco

You’ve been watching him shaking his head like a horse trying to swat away flies for a good twenty minutes now.

Marco rests his elbow on the desk, hand in his hair, pulling at the long strands, and pushing them out of his eyes. He looked like an overgrown weed right now.

You don’t think you’d ever seen him with the pineapple sprout he called hair this long.

Another huff when he put his hand down to shuffle through paperwork as a strand fell into his eyes.

“Let me cut your hair, please.” You reach across the table, hand on his, giving him a frown as you watch another piece of hair fall down, floppy and defiant.

“I guess it is getting a little long huh?” He hummed and blew a puff of hair, displacing it for a moment.

“Just a little…” You said with a smile and looked at the time, you were both off duty as of ten minutes ago. You pushed your chair out, grabbed a pair of scissors, and pulled his chair out, using the wheels to guide him in front of the small mirror in his office.

“How do you know what I want?” Marco asked, staring at you in the mirror with a quirked brow.

“Marco, my love, you’ve never changed your hairstyle in all the years I’ve known you. You fixed him a look back and he laughed, an amused smirk on his face. “Alright, you got me yoi.”

He watched you snip away at the pineapple tuft, you used a comb to make sure it was even, slightly annoyed that it would spring up in a thousand directions.

“There, how’s that?” You asked as you used your fingers to tease through the tuft, fluffing it up.

He turned his head left and right before nodding. “Thank you, it’s great.” You smiled and wrapped around arms around him, kissing him.

Zoro

You didn’t think Zoro really cared about how he looked, he wore whatever was sort of clean and he showered when you nagged him. So when he was at your door with what appeared to be hair clippers, you were confused.

“Nami’s pissed at me and I need a haircut.” He said simply and shrugged his shoulders. “Has Nami been doing your hair all this time?” a mumble and another shrug.

You sighed and let him in, looking at the clippers in his hand, you sighed and took them from him.

He was sitting on the floor as you perched on the bed and ran fingers through his hair, the green hair was softer than you’d imagined.

“It doesn’t seem like it’s gotten that long,” You mumbled, it didn’t seem any longer to you but Zoro muttered “Yeah, I just like how it looks shorter.”

Ah, this was for him, he wanted to feel good about how it looked. Something about that was kind of cute and you couldn't help but adore him even more.

You’d help him, you’d allow Zoro his one little thing he liked about his appearance. “You don’t have to ask Nami anymore, I’ll do it for you if you like how I cut it anyway.”

He nodded, rubbing your leg gently, his own little way of thanking you and showing he appreciated it.

You took a breath and started up the clippers, you hoped you didn’t mess up and ruin the trust he had in you.

It didn’t take long, even with you hesitating in places, and you brushed the little grass-like clippings off his shoulders. “I think this is how you have it..” You said and he stood up, walking to your desk, peering into the mirror, and playing with the tiny flippy bit you’d kept at the front. “Yeah, I like it. I like it better when you do it, thanks.”

You grinned, feeling the warmth from his comment and the accomplishment.

Law

You loved Law but sometimes it was a battle to pry the hat off his head, you wished you could make some sort of no-hats-inside rule but then the entire crew would more than likely have an identity crisis.

So when he came to bed, a book in hand, still wearing that fucking hat you waited till he sat down and snatched the hat from his head.

He fixed you a glare and reached for the hat but you then noticed just how long his hair had gotten.

“You need a haircut, or need to wear the hat less because Law, hat head is a very real thing.” Law snorted in response, still reaching for his hat which you held at arm's length.

“Let me give you a trim and you can have it back,” You tried to convince him. You could see the consideration in his eyes as he looked from the hat, to you and back to the hat. “Fine.”

You sat him in a chair, a towel wrapped around his shoulders, acting like this was your own little salon. “Didn’t Shachi used to cut your hair?” Law nodded. “I forgot I needed one, just kind of let it grow.” You nodded, thinking about how he didn’t even plan to be here, why would he care how long his hair had grown in his time away?

Pushing those thoughts away, you grabbed a comb and started to brush the dark strands, unruly and messy from being smothered by a hat day in day out.

Law closed his eyes and leaned back, he seemed to enjoy the attention, though you knew he’d never say as much.

Snipping away at strands while maintaining Law’s favored hairstyle, you could briefly envision the lecture from Shachi when he saw it tomorrow but pushed through it.

When you were done you slid the towel from around him.

“So?”

He moved, heading to the bathroom to check, no screaming, which could only be a good thing right? He peered around the corner, he’d styled it a little to gauge if he liked it.

“Thank you, I’ll keep on top of it from now on.” You sighed, a smile on your lips as you walked over. “I’ll make sure you take care of yourself, don’t worry.”

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hearts-hunger · 6 months

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to be loved by you || josh kiszka x reader

Read on AO3 | Masterlist | Standalone in the Cabin Fever universe

Summary: Josh helps you tidy the house.

Pairings: Josh x Reader | Genre: fluff | Word Count: 2k | Warnings: none!

A/N: I missed Josh and Baby :( Here's a little fluff for your afternoon ♡

How silly would it be to cry about a pile of laundry?

At the moment, you couldn’t exactly rationalize yourself out of it — the laundry in a heap on your couch, plus the dishes in the sink and the vacuum that taunted you from the corner of the room, seemed as likely a reason for a tearful outburst as anything else. You had about two hours worth of manic organizing and cleaning under your belt, and it had finally crashed into despair and frustration at the reality that it wasn’t amounting to much. Your house still looked as messy as before; perhaps more so, as your frenzied “cleaning” had put much of the house in disarray in your attempts to organize.

You heard the front door open, and you realized with a slash of guilt and panic that your boyfriend was coming home to nothing short of a disaster. You looked around the living room for something to put away to make it marginally less horrible, but one look at the place had you close to tears again.

“Baby, I’m home.” His cheerful voice had you tangled up in knots, and you couldn’t do anything but stand in the middle of the chaos and let it play out.

He came into the living room, and for a moment, he only had eyes for you.

“Hi honey,” he said with a sweet smile. “What’s — ” The state of the room caught his attention then. “Woah, what happened in here?”

Your face felt hot. “Um... cleaning?”

He didn’t say anything, but the quirk of his expressive brow told you all you needed to know.

“Okay,” he said evenly. His gaze lit on the books taken off the shelf and piled on the floor in alphabetical order, the knick-knacks that had been painstakingly dusted but not put back where they went, and the accursed pile of laundry that was all clean but still in a warm, fresh-scented heap.

“I’m sorry,” you said quickly. “I didn’t mean for you to come home to all this. I just got in the middle of it, and I forgot you were coming home soon.”

“It’s alright, baby,” he said kindly. “Can I help?”

“But you just got home,” you said weakly.

He shrugged. “I don’t mind.” He picked up a stack of books, putting them back on the shelf without knowing how you had been trying to sort them, and you made a little noise of discontent.

“What?” he asked. He looked at you over the cover of The Fellowship of the Ring. “You’re putting these somewhere else?”

“No, I just...” You hid behind your hands. “I was trying to organize them. I don’t know. It’s stupid.”

You heard him put the books down and come over to you; a moment later, you felt his hands on yours, drawing them down to see your face.

“Hey, my love,” he said gently. “Talk to me.”

You could hardly meet his gaze. “I’m sorry the house is a wreck, Josh.”

“So you said. I forgive you.” His smile was lopsided and sweet. “I feel like this is about more than just organizing books, yeah?”

Your head landed on his chest with a soft thump. “Yeah.”

He hugged you and ran his hands up and down your back. “You know, I’ve heard that if someone starts to clean out of the blue, it’s probably because they have something going on in their head that feels messy and disorganized.”

“That makes sense,” you said pitifully.

“So what’s going on that feels messy?” he asked. “Is it something I can help with?”

You wrapped your arms around his waist and pressed close to him. “You always help, Josh.”

“Well, that’s sweet of you to say,” he said sincerely. “I try my best. I’m glad you think so.”

He gently combed his fingers through your hair. “I’m sorry things feel messy for you right now,” he said gently. “Did it help to work on the house?”

“A little,” you said. “But now it’s all halfway done, and...”

“And you’re all out of energy,” he guessed. “That’s okay. Why don’t you go have a rest? Take a shower or a nap or something. I think a little recharge would help.”

You lifted your head. “I don’t want you to clean everything, Josh.”

“I’ll leave out the stuff you’re wanting to sort through,” he promised.

“That’s not what I meant,” you said. “I ought to clean up since I’m the one who destroyed the whole house.”

He looked a little unsure then, but still as kind and patient as ever. “Is the rest of the house, uh... partly organized too?”

You put your head back on his chest in answer, and he chuckled as he held you close.

“Should I make some tea?” he asked.

“Don’t go in the kitchen,” you said miserably. “It’s worse than in here.”

He laughed. “What do you mean? What did you do to our perfectly nice kitchen, baby?”

“I was trying to clean out the fridge,” you said, your voice muffled against his shirt. “And I did, but now there’s a sink full of dishes, and...” A few tears did fall then, guilt and frustration welling up to a breaking point. “Maybe you should go live at Sam and Danny’s until I get finished.”

“Baby,” he said, sympathetic and affectionate. He brushed the tears from your face.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” he said. “You picked a lot of big things to tackle and just got overwhelmed, that’s all. I’d really like to help if you tell me what needs doing.”

“Everything needs doing.”

He kissed your forehead. “Well, then everything is what we’ll do.” He squeezed you tight and let you go, gently steering you towards the bedroom. “But for right now, I think you should go take a break.”

“Are you sure?” you asked.

He nodded. “I’m completely sure. Just don’t try to organize anything in there.”

You gave a watery laugh, and he gave you a sweet, gentle kiss.

“I love you, baby,” he said. “Even when you do destroy the house.”

You hugged him again. “I love you too, Josh.”

You went to take a shower, and like Josh had known it would be, it was a good reset for you and got you in a better headspace. You came out to the living room to hear the sounds of dishes being done and a Marvin Gaye song on the speaker, and when you came to the kitchen doorway, you couldn’t help but smile.

“But you brightened up all my days,” Josh sang, using a soapy spoon as a microphone. “With a love so sweet in so many ways.”

He caught sight of you, and he came over to you and took your hand. “Dance with me, baby.”

You let yourself be pulled into his dance, falling easily into the tangible joy and comfort Josh took with him where he went. He pressed close with one hand on the small of your back, swaying you back and forth; he kissed you as he tossed the spoon into the sink, happy and careless with you so close.

“I wanna stop and thank you baby,” he sang.

“Thank me for giving you more work?” you teased.

He grinned. “Thank you for giving me an excuse to dance in the kitchen.” He spun you around and put his hands on your hips when you were face to face again. “Feeling better?”

You nodded and kissed him again. “Much better. Thank you for doing the dishes.”

“You’re welcome, baby.” He nodded to the kettle on the stove. “There’s water for tea, and I thought we could put on our movie while we fold laundry.”

You put your arms around his neck. “Why do you take such good care of me?”

“I don’t think you need to ask that, sweetheart,” he said, showering your face with kisses. “You know the answer already.”

You did, and you were so thankful for his selfless love.

“You were better to me than I've been to myself,” you sang along, brushing his curls back from his face. “For me, there's you and nobody else.”

His smile lit up his face. “Aw, baby. You’re so sweet, you know that?”

You blushed. “Marvin Gaye’s the sweet one.”

He laughed, and you loved the sound of it. “Maybe, but I like your voice even better than I like his.”

You put the clean dishes away as he finished washing them, and when the kitchen was set to rights and both of you had mug of tea in hand, you went to tackle the living room. With Josh’s help, things were tidied and put back in short order and both of you sat on the floor to start folding the laundry. He put on Dirty Dancing and gave you the towels to fold.

“You’re giving me the easy stuff,” you protested.

“I hate folding towels,” he said. “Let me do the clothes and you’ll be doing me a favor.”

You smiled to yourself and did as he said, and the work was easy and even fun with Josh by your side giving his running commentary on the movie you’d heard a million times but would never tire of hearing.

Halfway through, you paused the movie to put all the folded laundry away and order takeout. Josh generously shared his orange chicken even after you’d mistakenly said you wouldn’t want any, and he cleared everything away when you were finished.

He came back to the couch and sprawled across it, tired and content. You turned to face him, and he propped himself up on his arm.

“Hey, Josh?”

He tucked your hair behind your ear. “Yes, my love.”

You leaned into his touch. “What can I do for you?”

“What do you mean?” He brushed his thumb over your cheek. “You don’t owe me, if that’s what you’re thinking. I helped you because I love you. Because taking care of you is my job.”

Your smile was a little rueful. “Most jobs give you some kind of compensation.”

“Oh, don’t sell yourself short,” he teased, giving you a kiss.

“Compensation,” he said, shaking his head. “You’re crazy, girl. If you made me miserable every day of my life I’d still clean your kitchen and fold your laundry.”

“That’s so stupid,” you laughed. “Promise me you won’t do that.”

“No way,” he said. He was a little lost in kissing you, and you came up to lay with him on the couch so it was easier for him.

“I know what you can do for me,” he said.

“Oh yeah?” You were a little dreamy yourself as he hovered over you, his pendant necklace swinging gently, the warm scent of his cologne enveloping you in the comfort and safety you always felt with him.

“Mmhm.” He kissed your nose, your cheeks, your jaw. “Stay right here with me and let me kiss you all night.”

You giggled. “Okay.”

He kissed you while the movie played, and you relaxed completely under his attention and affection. He was so gentle and patient, showing you how much he loved you, and you melted against him.

You gently tangled your fingers in his hair. “Thank you for taking care of me. Thank you for everything you do for me. I don’t deserve you.”

He smiled and hugged you tighter.

“It’s me who doesn’t deserve you,” he said. “I’m so lucky you let me come along with you, baby. Even when there’s dishes and laundry and alphabetized books everywhere.”

You gave a soft laugh and kissed him. “I love you, Josh. Do you know that?”

“Of course I know that, baby.” He held you close and made everything right in the world. “I love you too.”

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#i hope you like it <33 #josh kiszka x reader #josh kiszka fluff #greta van fleet fluff #gvf fluff #gvf fanfiction #josh x baby #cabin fever fics #maddie writes stuff!

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fatuismooches · 9 months

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I'M GIGGLING SO HARD LOOKIGN AT WHAT I CAUSED JUST BY SAYING YOU NEED TO WASH DOTTORE😭😭

But this also gave me a brainrot aboit bathing with harbingers

YES PANTALONE IS A RICH BASTARD and uses tons of skin and hair caring products. He enjoys being taken care of and will do the same in return, that's a fair exchange. Just wash his hair and listen to him complaining about his co-workers asking for budget raise for 10th time this month I think he's very stressed and tired by the end of the day, he might even doze off right in bath, since it's warm here and you gently stroke his hair (he looks cute-but wake him up please or he'll end up with sore neck)

Columbina gives me vibe of a person, who uses a lot of silly stuff, like bath bombs or salt. She's playful and will splash you, which will turn into a war with water being all over the floor (poor people who'll have to clean it up..). She's another one to possibly fall asleep in bathtub, so wake her up too. She also sings in shower

We should stop slandering only Dottore, bc Childe is also a type of person to give you a biiig hug, while covered in blood. But, well, he's easier to get to wash himself. Like Bina, he's also playful and will summon small water animals to entertain both of you (he will create a small narval and gently bup it on your nose... Before breaking it, so you'll have water over your face, bc you're so adorable when flushed!! You're allowed to splash him for this)

I think Sandrone forgets about bathing, drowned in her work and if you invite her, Sandrone will say she'll take a quick shower to return to her work. Please convince her to come with you, she needs rest. In bathtub, all of her thoughts are about unfinished projects :(

YEA STINKYTTORE IS SOMETHING ELSE 😭😭💀 AND OMG THANK YOU FOR THESE BRAINROTS💖💖💖

Hehe YES it's obvious Pantalone only uses the most exquisite, high-end products (have you seen his hair? absolutely LUSCIOUS) He probably made a deal with the company to have the stuff delivered to him regularly so he doesn't need to keep buying it lol, but YES he lovesss to pamper you but he also adores being pampered in return. But you gotta make sure you're a pro at it, don't tug or pull on his hair too roughly, be gentle when washing him, you know what I mean. Make sure to sympathize with him and be very soft as he complains to you about how that doctor is using up his funds with no progress. Make sure to give him lots of kisses when he decides the perfect napping place is laying on your chest in the middle of the big af bath tub 😭 (Also get him out of there because a sore Pantalone is a grumpy Pantalone) But he'd also be the kind of guy to be romantic as hell and put candles around the bath and have a book to read in there too :3

AND OMFGG 100% AGREE ON COLUMBINA SHE LOVES TO DO STUFF LIKE THAT. You two always try out new things to put in the bath, I feel like she's really one of those self-care people so your skin is gonna be ultra soft. Though she is extra silly and loves to set you up for literal ATTACKS by her (throw the rubber duckies at her pls) And yea she can fall asleep literally anywhere so try your best to get her out 😭 OMG the singing in the shower😭😭 I love her she definitely gets the best song ideas in there with you... it's brainstorm time

I HATE TO SAY IT BUT YOU'RE 100% RIGHT ON CHILDE...😭😭 Bro comes back after destroying multiple Hilichurl and Treasure Hoarder camps and is ready to hug you to death... baby i love u but CLEAN UP FIRST. But at least he actually loves the baths/the water in general so it's actually quite fun (you're just sad for the person who needs to wash his clothes 💀) He's actually so cute after a shower because his hair is all damp but then you get to see it fluff up back to life with that long ahoge 😭 He's also extra cuddly and won't let go of you <3

SANDRONE BABY NO... get her robots to turn against her. Don't let her leave until she's had a long, warm bath. Her mind will still probably drift to her robots and incomplete puppets... but give her a really good scrub and wash (she won't admit it but she feels way better after working nonstop) (she dives back right into working nonstop again though) Though i feel like she secretly likes to be pampered, lol she doesn't even walk by herself, her robot carries her. So though she doesn't express her gratitude much verbally she is thankful deep down.

#smooches talks #i love this sm ... ugh this sounds so fluffy im crying :(#STOP IVE BEEN IN A SANDRONE LOVIng MOOD LATELY I MISS HER #pantalone love notes <3 #columbina love notes <3 #childe love notes <3 #sandrone love notes <3

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xxsycamore · 1 year

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𝘐𝘯 𝘈𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘮 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 (Yves x GN reader)

↬🌸 A date with Yves in late spring.

Yves Kloss x Gender Neutral Reader • rating: G • tags: Fluff; Dates; Gardens; Tea Parties: Reading; Birds; Tea snacks; Afternoon Naps; Some humor • wordcount: 1, 239 • masterlist

a/n: after 200+ fics, this is my first time fully writing one on my phone 😂 I'm nervous! It didn't come natural to me and it felt different from my usual stuff, but I'm away from home and I had to finish it before the challenge ends 🥺 Inspired by that one time I walked by an apple tree in full bloom in the morning, and the pavement was completely covered in its petals when I returned just a few hours later...I made a poll asking you which character you'd like to see in a spring-themed fic, and here we are, with the winner! Yves + prompts 4. Gardens; 7. Flower Crowns; 14. Birds Chirping (fluff) for Spring Showers, Spring Flowers Challenge by the lovely @aquagirl1978 & @violettduchess 💖 Hope you enjoy!

Spring is too short.

And unlike the endless duties of those who buzz around the palace, much like the busy bees outside, it has an end. A prince with a penchant for all things beautiful and his equally gracious lover would naturally want to make the most of the season.

Too bad they're just like the bees. And when they are to finally catch a break, the gardens are simply calling for them with the promise of an apple blossom-scented date.

Book in one hand and Yves' hand in the other, you shield your gaze from the suddenly dazzling sun, somehow having missed the mundane act of it.

"Make yourself comfortable. Don't stand so stiffly, this is no tea ceremony with officials."

Watching the back of the bulter that served you tea as he walks away, you move your gaze back on Yves and his kind suggestion. Reclining back and enjoying your book, sitting back up just for a small sip... it does seem pleasant.

"But in your presence, Prince Yves..."

"Don't be like that! You deserve a rest. Besides, I'm fine where I am."

Yves' bright smile is a little too much to argue with. A small sigh leaves your tea-warmed lips as you sink further into the settee.

You and Yves have been dating for some time now, the golden middle of feels-like-forever meeting 'every sensation is new like we only became a thing yesterday'... so much to be felt. Being comfortable in his company is swept by a current of bubbling excitement, of fixating on his every little gesture, of hearing the echo of his words in his head for so long after spoken words of love.

As for him? He seems to have it even worse. The crystal-clear oceans in his eyes waver in turbulence as you look up from your book (not a single full sentence yet read...) to meet his gaze, flashing him a content smile. He smiles back, awkwardly, tipping his chin slightly up to match his usual poise. His eyes though, they linger on your form... For a second you stiffen, sure that it has to do with your current posture - legs folded sideways and rested on the settee - and you consider putting them back down. But Yves just cleans his throat and stands up from the tea table.

"I... Have something I need to do. It won't take long so please wait for me here and enjoy your book!"

And then he's gone.

You blink as the pink of his cape camouflages among the magnolias and fully disappears in another second, leaving you wondering what businesses Yves could possibly have further ahead in the garden...

🌸🌸🌸

The book you've acquired puts an old saying to shame as it proves to be as magical as its cover, the further into it you get. In a world of flowers and fairies two people find love, and you wonder with how much the emotion makes your eyes sparkle, if every romance book should be marked as having magical elements.

When the chirping of birds becomes louder than the narrative in your head, you look up from your book to find two round little sparrows perched on the wrought iron chair Yves was seated in. You figure you've been as still and tranquil as a garden statue, enough for the two little balls of fluff to dauntlessly approach the table.

'Too bad that not even crumbs are left when Yves' baked treats are brought to the table...', you don't say out loud, seeking their company for longer. It's true, you've already eaten his delicious tea snack... And now you're not immune, and definitely not in this picture perfect afternoon, to getting sleepy.

Suppressing a yawn, you notice how the warm breeze brings a swirl of fallen petals down on you. With the apple blossom standing tall above you, it's no surprise that all nearby surfaces are adorned with the little pinkish white petals. There are some on your clothes, too.

Yes, beauty could be found behind the hard covers of the book too, sometimes. And speaking of it...

'Where did you go, Yves?'

🌸🌸🌸

"-falling asleep in a place like this!"

Something is threatening your sacred nap. It's melodic but carries a hint of panic...

"-or if it has gotten cold?!"

It's familiar, yet it could as well be a part of the ambience and nothing more...

"Wake up already!!"

Eyes blinking into focus, the weight of a good nap is persuading you into resting them for a little longer... But you recognize the pinched face of your lover.

"Prince Yves!! I've fallen asleep..."

You lift yourself from the cozy curled-up position you've been holding for awhile now, limbs begging for that nice after-sleep stretch out. And in the improvising version of doing so in front of a wide-eyed Yves, you discover said limbs - and your whole body, actually - covered in fallen apple blossom petals.

"So much of them..."

"You're BURIED in them! It's like you've been out in the snow!"

Truly, it does resemble a thin layer of snow... you should probably get to your feet and shake them off, but solving the riddle behind Yves' strange demeanor takes priority. Taking a better look at him, the last bits of sleepiness make way for becoming more perceptive, and you can't help but gasp.

"What happened to you?!"

Hair slightly unkempt and a mud stain spoiling the beauty of his visage, the lower your eyes go, the more they're met with striking surprise. His clothes are a mess! Splotches of green stain his trousers and blazer, as well as his cape, likely caused by a close and rough encounter with the grass...but why?

"I... Wanted to make this for you."

Only now you notice the hand hidden behind his back, now brought into sight along with the item it holds.

"A flower crown?"

Yves meets your gaze with barely hidden embarrassment.

"Y-You looked so pretty earlier, it would've been bad taste not to present you with something! And there are all kinds of flowers blooming now, and I've seen you admire all of them...it was hard to choose, you know! And then there were these stupid traps laid all over the garden...!"

That explains a lot... Poor Yves. There's something laughable in his eagerness to go through all of this despite the obstacles, but it's equally touching.

"it's so pretty! Thank you so much! I don't know what to say..."

The sweet smile is back on Yves' face, but the furrowing of his brow returns as he motions to place the crown on your head.

"I wonder if that's needed at all, with you being practically buried in flowers already!"

A chuckle rises to your lips but you don't want to disrespect his efforts, so you begin to brush the petals away - only to be stopped by Yves' gentle hand landing on yours.

"Let me look at how pretty you are a little longer, okay? I was away all afternoon..."

The heat blooming on your face is reasonable given how unexpectedly sweet his words are, yet you wish your composure was harder to break. You nod and a single petal sticking to your head falls down in a slow dance.

You hold your head lowered though, signaling your desire to have that flower crown finally on your head; choosing to bear even the additional heat that would inevitably come to your face with it.

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tranzfalgar · 1 year

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YAMATO/TENZO HEADCANONS

WARNINGS: spoilers (obvs), mentions of identity issues, trauma, mentions of murder

has identity issues, so many identity issues. with having three different names throughout your childhood, i could only image the lack on connection yamato has with who he is.

y’all ever seen the self-soothing technique of rubbing your thumb against your pointer finger? yea yamato does that, a lot actually. he has anxiety!!

after kakashi rescued yamato from ROOT, he needed to be taught some super basic human connection shit. i imagine him being a little similar to sai at the beginning of shippuden, yet i feel yamato would have adapted much quicker, since he have as much time with danzo. basically, yamato didn’t know what a hug was until he was 13 years old!

yamato enjoys the little things in life. he loves feeling the breeze on his face, watching the sunrise and sunset, petting cats he meets, a nice warm hot spring soak, etc. he just likes enjoying those small victories!

remember how danzo trains the emotions out of people? yea, well, they have to break eventually after leaving ROOT. yamato is no exception. he breaks after a particularly stressful mission where he is forced to kill someone who looks a little too much like yukimi.

after breaking down, he cries a lot. just little bouts of occasional crying at stuff once his emotions build up enough (which happens to be quite frequent). maybe a mission doesn’t go flawlessly, and he cries silently on the floor in front of his front door after arriving home, since he’s been stressed recently. he finds solace in it.

he has so many self-soothing techniques, some of which he learned from kakashi! some of his favorites include baking bread, taking a warm shower, crying, and meditation.

he loves tea so much. he will try every type of tea, doesn’t matter, he loves them all! he especially loves a warm cup of tea when he’s sitting by the window and reading a book!

has a massive sweet tooth! give him chocolate and he will be elated. he also puts so many sugars and a lot of honey in his tea!

terrified of confined spaces, reminds him too much of the basement that the ROOT’s barracks were in.

only wears comfy clothing unless forced to wear something else. if you try to make him wear jeans, he will start squirming and screaming and he’ll run away from you.

his love language is quality time. he just likes having people around while they’re going about everyday activities. kakashi will sometimes nap on the couch while yamato is cleaning or cooking, and it relaxes him so much.

he loves plants so so much!! since he has mokuton, he is able to assist plants in healing and growing. he surrounds himself with plants in order to brighten his space.

his apartment is very lively. plants everywhere, warm blankets, pictures, anything to add color. anything to reminder him he’s no longer in the bland halls of ROOT headquarters.

has trouble sleeping, due to, well, many factors from his past. his room is very large to counteract the claustrophobia, and full of warmth and color for reasons i previously mentioned! he also sleeps with a bunch of pillows, because he needs to be holding something. also always leaves a little light on. makes him feel more comfy.

would kill to protect kakashi. kakashi protected him so many times, and he would do the same for his friend.

#yamato tenzo #naruto headcanons #naruto #tenzo yamato #i will add to this

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sugaringgcaramel · 6 months

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the motion — c.bg & k.th

the fanfic

☆— pairing : beomgyu x reader x taehyun

☆— genre : slight fluff, smut (MDNI)

☆— warnings : frat boys, alcohol, oral (giving & receiving), 3-sum, def. not safe sex (wrap before you tap!) pet names (its literally only baby..)

☆— summary : two boys. two of the most popular boys in the well known frat, "tau chi tau" are interested in you. making whoever gets you first the ultimate competition. you, seeing right through their little game, you decide to play along. which one of them will win? or maybe both?

☆— wc : 3.5k

☆— this is NOT a proofread so if their are mistakes im sorry!

☆— author note : im so sorry this is my first fic im sorry if its bad 😭🙏

“y/n?”

You're woken up by your best friend who shared the same lecture with you.

It's your last lecture of the day and silly you decided to fully book your schedule with lectures because you thought you would be fine with waking up early in the morning, you were clearly not

“Come let’s go back home”

Your friend is dragging you out of the lecture hall, you're stumbling all over the place from the drowsiness that hit you in the middle of class “Yunjin, wait.. I'm so…. Tired'' Yunjin stops and says “hurry up i need to go and study”

—-

walking into the entrance of your apartment you share together you stumble and say

“I'm taking a nap” rubbing your eyes as you slowly but surely walk over to your bedroom

“Ok i'll be in my room” Yunjin shoots you a smile while you continue to walk with a small wave

—-

-buzz-

Your phone is vibrating underneath your pillow then stops

-buzz-

It happens again it's vibrating

-buzz-

“Ugh who could be texting me at this time..” Apparently it's Yunjin, she's texting you non stop, you read the messages, ‘the infamous tau chi tau boys are throwing a party tonight!’

Practically reading the excitement from the message, you're not really into parties but you thought since you have been a little antisocial you could give it a try. You message back ‘i'll be there’ Yunjin immediately responds back ‘perfect we're going together’

—

You jump up out of your bed still a little drowsy from the long nap you took due to a long day of classes, “i need to shower..” you say to yourself, so that's what you do

Hoping out of the shower smelling like vanilla and coconut, you start to dry yourself then bring out your blow dryer to start styling your hair ‘the party starts at 10 btw !’ you read the text while continuing to style your hair in a soft blow out

‘Bsf !! 🩷 is calling..’

You pickup the phone “hello?” “y/n hurry up i know you aren't doing anything” Yunjin says clearly annoyed by your old habits.. “Actually i'm doing my makeup right now” you tell her with an eyeroll following shortly after it “oh? My bestie has changed?!” “Yunjin i'm going to hang up” “okok sorry go get ready i'll be there around 9:30” “ok see you! Byee”

You hang up and continue to get ready you do a cute silver smokey eye with the perfect amount of glitter

You finish with your makeup and send a picture to Yunjin telling her your getting dressed and you will be ready soon

—

you check the time it reads ‘8:47pm’ you start to get a little nervous and actually wonder if you should really go to this party… “whatever, lets go and have a fun time”

You figure out what you wanna wear by throwing your closet on the floor of your room debating whether to clean it up now or just save it for later, you finally find this stunning backless bodycon black slip dress that complements your curves perfectly

“Perfect.”

Slipping on the dress you find your favourite heels that have been missing for awhile now, cute black strappy heels that are just the perfect height

—

You put everything on and match it with a small silver shoulder bag that can fit just the right amount of items that you need, your lipgloss, phone, airpods, condom (for obvious reasons) and a packet of mint gum

9:40pm

‘Message from Bsf !! 🩷 : im here come out when your ready’

“Hey siri!”

“Yes?”

“Message Bsf, i'm coming out right now! make sure you have aux ready for me !”

—

10 minutes into the car ride you feel anxious that you might not fit in, Yunjin notices “y/n don't stress you literally look so fine i would def smash if i weren't your best friend” you giggle at her comment and continue

—

You guys arrive and are welcomed by this total cutie, he had faded pink hair was wearing a baggy dark grey shirt with navy baggy jeans and some black shoes, Yunjin notices the way you look at him and nudges you with a smirk while continuing to walk into the frat house

“I saw the way you were looking at him!” she says with the biggest smirk on her face “that was one of the guys that asked me to bring you here!” your face turns from a slight smile to a huge smirk “what do you mean by one of the guys?! Was there more than one?” you ask and Yunjin nods her head yes

Both of you walk farther into the house to find where the drinks are, you stumble upon the mini bar to find some boy with fluffy brown hair dressed in a black hoodie with a small silver chain poking out of the collar with green cargos and some basic white air forces on

“What could I get you two?” the cute fluffy brown haired boy says

“Uhm i'll just get a white claw annnd she will get..” Yunjin says looking at you but you're mesmerised by his looks “oh. I'll just get what she's getting”

“Any specific flavours?” he asks to make sure both of you are happy

“No i'm fine with any” Yunjin says while you nod in agreeance

You both take your drinks from the boy, who you noticed was winking at you as he gave them to you. You then leave in search of something to do at the party, until you run into the pink-haired boy you initially saw.

Yunjin nudges you telling you to “go talk to him he is really nice” so you do what she says and you go up to him and talk to him

“Hey, how are you?” you say trying to come off as confident while trying to hide the redness from the alcohol

“I'm doing pretty well, what about you?” he says while having this soft smile on his face leaving you staring for a bit

“I'm good, My name is y/n what about you?” you ask

“I know who you are i've seen you in a few of my classes, anyways i'm Taehyun” you realise the boy you are talking to you is Taehyun, like THE kang Taehyun, he is known around campus for being super sweet but at the same time a total asshole to girls, but he doesn't seem like an asshole

—

You continue talking to him until you get a text from Yunjin saying “meet me near the bar there is a guy that wants to talk to you”

You tell him that you will be back and he sends you off with a wink and a small wave

Back at the bar you find Yunjin with that fluffy brown hair boy who served you, Yunjin is waving at you to come, so you do, you stand behind her eager to get back to taehyun but Yunjin is quick to shut that down by bringing out an extra chair hidden underneath the mini bar

The boy starts by introducing himself “hey i'm Beomgyu, i've heard from your friend that you don't get out much” you glare at Yunjin but she is busy laughing to notice your glare “yeah i'm pretty busy with school because i thought i would be able to survive a full schedule everyday” you state still eager to get back to taehyun when you see him coming over to you

“Oh hey Beomgyu, i see you've met y/n” taehyun says looking at you with a smirk, you turn to Yunjin to see that she is leaving while waving you bye and mouthing ‘good luck’

–

Taehyun drops a drink on your dress while reaching over the bar to get his own, leaving you drenched and smelling heavily of cheap alcohol. He notices and tries to clean it up with a napkin, but it doesn't work very well.

“Shit, sorry y/n i didn't mean to.. Yo Kai, Soob some help please?”

Taehyun gestures to his friends Soobin and Kai to help him while he looks for something to stop the spill over the bar counter. Meanwhile, Soobin and Kai advise you to head upstairs, take a shirt out of one of the closets, and leave your dress here; they will eventually find a way to return it to you.

As you climb the stairs, you come across a room door marked ‘Beomgyu.’ You knock on the door to make sure nobody is inside, and as soon as you do, you hear someone shout, "Come on everyone, we're going to be playing seven minutes in heaven!" You were wearing a dress and had nothing on but your undergarments on, so you quickly take a shirt out of Beomgyus' closet and grab a pair of sweatpants.

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As you get ready to play, make sure to sit next to Soobin and Kai, your new friends, and across from Taehyun and Beomgyu. All the while, keep your eyes fixed on the man holding the bottle.

“Ok who wants to go first?” says the man who you later find out his name is ‘yeonjun’

Despite Taehyun and Beomgyus' hunger in their eyes, you take the initiative and say, "I will." You set the bottle down and give it a good spin after Yeonjun hands it to you. Beomgyu is spinning the bottle and is staring at you because you are wearing his clothes. He thinks it's adorable that you chose his room out of all the ones you could have gone to.

The bottle lands on…. No one else but taehyun

Out of all people it was Taehyun, you weren't mad, no you were more than happy but you were more so just stunned. You got up and took Taehyun by the hand, getting covered in his musky scent and becoming intoxicated by both his scent and alcohol.

Into the closet you both headed as you hear someone say “the timer will start when the door is locked”

You and taehyun stare at each other looking into his big eyes taking in all his features that you might have missed, he wraps his arms around your waist holding you close asd he keeps one arm on your waist and uses the other to move loose hair out of your face

“You look so pretty up close '' Taehyun states, obviously trying to sweeten you up and it's working, usually you wouldn't fall for something stupid like this but Taehyun has you wrapped around his finger so does Beomgyu..

“Do i now..?” saying with a playful tone leaning into him reaching your arm overs his neck to take him in for a kiss

Minutes go by your not sure how many you have left but that is not important, taehyun is, he is gripping your waist tighter kissing you back, your hands are ruffling his hair when you feel his tongue swipe against your bottom lip begging for permission to be let in, you guys then fight for dominance. Taehyun obviously won.

After a few moments of making out, you guys heard a knock on the door indicating that your time is up. You guys fixed yourselves up to look presentable. Taehyun opened the door for you, allowing you to head out first, you then went back to your seat next to Kai and Soobin, walking past Beomgyu to get to your spot, he got a whiff of Taehyun’s strong cologne.

Shooting a stern look at you, you giggle to Kai, letting him know what happened with you and Taehyun in the closet, “we could tell what went on in there just not sure to what extent” Kai said with a giant smile

Few rounds of the game go by until many get bored, people start to leave, but Beomgyu is still staring, giving a sharp glare in your direction, he is pissed you can tell, maybe it's due to what happened in the closet but you have a feeling where this is going..

“Come with me.” Beomgyu says while the game ends dragging you along with him up to his room, “why are we-” he cuts you off “shut up” he says kissing you while shutting the door to his room, he is eager but passionate you can feel his hands roam your body while you break away from the kiss, “Beomgyu…” you say slowly, turning your head while someone knocks on the door, he lets you get the door to see its taehyun, he barges in, sitting down in Beomgyu’s chair in his desk “please continue” he says while nodding his head up

You do what he says and continue making out with Beomgyu, you can feel him tug on the borrowed clothes “off… please” he looks down at you with hungry eyes, you can't help but listen to him, slowly ridding yourself of the borrowed clothes leaving you in front of both Beomgyu and Taehyun in just your undergarments

Both staring at you in awe, Beomgyu’s hands sneak onto your waist holding you close to him, feeling his cock push up on your thigh through his pants, feeling painfully hard

He removes his hands off your body for a second as he breaks the kiss to remove his clothes, while Taehyun is watching the both of you he lowers his pants to his mid thigh leaving him in his boxers as he palms himself through them

Beomgyu is pushing you on his king size bed, while your sitting up on his bed you feel the heat between your thighs grow stronger and stronger by the fact that you have two men fawning over you

Taehyun rids himself of his clothes as joins Beomgyu while they both stand on either side of the bed, taehyun is the first to join you on the bed, on top of you while he kisses your stomach, leaving marks while slowly groping your plush tits, while Beomgyu is kissing on your neck biting and leaving small little marks waiting to get a reaction out of you

Small whimpers leave your mouth while you try to hold back moans from the pleasure, getting slightly uncomfortable with the wetness of your panties, you start to rub your thighs together

“Getting needy already..?” Taehyun looks up to you with his lidded eyes as his fingers caress your soaking panties, rubbing them up and down along your heat, he pulls them to the side as he lowers his head to level with your cunt, his hands placed on your thighs stopping you from closing them on his head while he leaves kitten licks on the sensitive skin

“mmhm.. !” you let out a whimper while the two men are keeping you satisfied, but you're craving more..

Beomgyu sneaks his hands behind your back to unclasp your bralette that holds your soft and cute boobs in place

Removing the garment and tossing it off the bed, Beomgyu immediately toys with your nipples one of them in his mouth, feeling his tongue lick and suck on it while the other is being pinched and rubber by his thumb

Taehyun lifts your hips to remove your panties tossing them to the side, he continues kissing your extremely sensitive bud while pushing his nose up against it, he teases your entrance with his tongue, pushing it in slightly then removing it and resuming his kitten licks

Your hands found rest on both of their heads, gripping their hair, tugging Beomgyu’s once in awhile leaving him to groan “mmm..~ , so cute..” he says, you can barely hear him as he has his face shoved in your tits

He gets up to remove the rest of his clothes, you whine from the lack on touch, crawling towards you, his cock in hand, he brings it close to your face, you immediately take your hand and grab it to guide it to your mouth

Leaving a kiss on his angry red tip, then moving down to his shaft leaving kisses all over it while you thumb with his leaky tip, pre-cum all over his tip and your fingers

“Ughh..~ just like that… fuck!” he exclaims, his hand resting on your head, handful of your hair and he guides you where he needs your mouth

“Baby… may i..~” taehyun say while he takes off his boxers, holding his cock slowly pumping it waiting for a response from you

“Mhm..~!” you say, mouth full of Beomgyu’s cock which is almost too big for you, you can feel every vein while your lips are wrapped around bobbing your head up and down

With no hesitation Taehyun slams into your soft plush walls, clamping down on him, having to stop sucking off Beomgyu due to the sudden feeling “haah..~!” you moan out around Beomgyu’s cock

“Fuck y/n..! You're so good..~!” Beomgyu moans moving his hand from your hair to the side of your face caressing it while Taehyun starts to move after letting you adjust to the feeling of his long and girthy length, his hands resting on your hips while your legs wrap around his waist, ankles locked around each other pulling him closer

“Hmm..~ want to feel me deeper.. Hmm~?” he says mesmerised by the way your taking both of them right now

Feeling over stimulated by the both you can feel your climax rising soon, Taehyun can also feel by the way your walls clench around him, your getting sloppier and sloppier with Beomgyu in your mouth, but he's close

“Aah..~ im close k.. keep going baby..~” Beomgyu barely gets that out while you try to finish him off as fast as you can, he ends up shooting his load in your mouth, mouth full of his warm and sweet load you swallow all while looking up at him, a little escape from the side of your mouth, he swipes his thumb to clean it holding his thumb out for you while you lick it clean

Taehyun’s speed gets faster “fuck baby..~ you're so good to me.. taking me like this~” your a moaning mess can't control anything that comes out of your mouth, Taehyun lifts your legs onto his shoulders, leaving him with a new angle which lets him hit that perfect spot “hmmm~! ah- ah- ah-!” leaving a a staccato of moans

“Come on baby~ cum for me..~!” Taehyun says, Beomgyu watching this as he sits patiently and waits for his turn, looking at Taehyun you're a moaning mess “cu- cumming~!” you scream out in pleasure as you let the knot in your stomach let go, cumming all over Taehyun's cock, he quickly pulls out to cum on your stomach leaving you a mess for Beomgyu

Slowly taking over Beomgyu takes over Taehyun’s spot in between your legs, with no time to adjust he starts pounding into you like a dog in heat,

Tears stain your face from the over stimulation from the both of them giving you no time to recover, Beomgyu is very vocal while his speed increases, your gripping the bed sheets to find something to help ground yourself and to stop you from immediately cumming on the spot

Taehyun replaces the bed sheets with his hands holding yours kissing it, then kissing and marking your neck

“y/n~! you're s- so good.. haah~!” Beomgyu is moaning practically cumming “b- beom! I'm cumming~!” you scream as you cum on his cock, still not there yet he continues to pound into you with no mercy, “d- dont worry baby..~ im c- close!” he says reassuring you as he also quickly pulls out to mix his cum with Taehyun’s on your stomach

Almost completely fucked out, you grab taehyuns cock and attempt to suck him off but fail, he helps you by grabbing your hair and slowing guiding you bobbing your head up and down on it, swirling your tongue, leaving saliva dripping from your mouth onto the bed, his cock twitching in your mouth, you can feel he’s close

“Aah~ baby.. Im- im gonna cum~” he says, shortly after he cums in your mouth, his load was a lot more than Beomgyu’s but you still swallow it

He pulls out and they both give you a kiss on the head, “let's get you cleaned up?” Beomgyu says looking at you, then the almost dried cum on your stomach

Before it completely dries up Taehyun fetches a warm and wet towelette, wiping your face from the sweat, while Beomgyu grabs some toilet paper, cleaning the mess from your orgasms and the cum on your stomach

The boys hop into the bed next to you, “so cute~” Taehyun says while fixing your hair “isn't she~?” Beomgyu says while rubbing your hips

Falling asleep in their arms your last thought pops into your head

‘I will most likely be coming to more parties if i get to spend the night with these two again’

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dumblamb · 1 month

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03.27.24 ♡

obligatory procrastination entry-- i have an exam for ap macroeconomics tomorrow and i'm almost done taking notes on the slides, i'm a little sleepy </3 i also have a short quiz in my math class tomorrow, my entire class did so badly on the quiz initially that my teacher offered us the opportunity to redo the questions we missed-- my grade needs that so badly! i'm a bit worried for the economics exam, all of my friends who usually do really well said it was difficult, but since i'm understanding most of the material i think i'll do okay...

anyways, i think tonight i am allowing myself to stress a little over school since tomorrow is the last day of school before spring break-- and i get to see my boyfriend two days in a row!!! i barely get to see him so i'm sooo happy :') i'm excited to have time for myself during break too-- i think i've mentioned it before, but i don't have a lot of time to do things i really enjoy anymore... i want to watch more movies and read more books and bake more and sooo much more...

i started studying for my sat yesterday, too. i get almost everything correct in the reading section, but math i need to review a lot, especially geometry ( ;´ - `;) i guess i will do a little bit of that over break, i can't let myself completely slip away from academics...

the power went out for a little bit earlier and i got a little freaked out, but at least it meant i was able to lie down for a little until it started working again, haha. i'm not too sleepy, i took a nap earlier (that lasted a little longer than i wanted it to, four hours...) and drank an energy drink so i think i'll have the strength to review some more!

i got a hair mask that i'm going to try tomorrow morning, i'll leave it in while i clean up my room and before i shower. i've seen a lot of good things about it so i'm pretty excited to try hehe

much love,

zuzia ♡

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75hard4kaitlyn · 1 month

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DAY 1: Ow.

My body feels uncomfy! After binge eating a pizza and drinking half a 2 liter Pepsi last night, it was a stark change limiting my body only to 1,800 calories today. This is my first day clean from binge eating, and I am so proud of my completion of it.

This morning when I woke up, I tackled all my regular habits: make bed, wash face, brush teeth, put makeup and clothes on. I then went downstairs to take my first progress video (but pictures for yall) of the next 2 and a half months!

Looking really bloated but felt a lot of excitement to get started! I made a yummy breakfast, with no caffeine (!!!). It’s just some simple eggs on toast with cheese, on sourdough bread.

I went to the gym and tackled a run and a short arms dumbbell circuit:

Then, went about my day normally, going to class.

However, after coming home, I found myself taking a two hour nap. I don’t know why I fell asleep so fast! Maybe because it was my first time running in a while, I’ve had no caffeine or perhaps my body just needed it. Regardless, it felt nice to be able to get a little bit of rest in the middle of the day although that’s not like me.

After that, I woke up and made some mac & cheese for dinner and ended up eating my protein goal of 100 g! I plan on taking a shower and spending the rest of my night to read my book, finish my water, and finish my nap from earlier.

See y’all for day two! Kaitlyn

#75 hard #75 soft #day 75 #day 1 #fitness #goals #motivation #blog

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notfoundfootage · 2 years

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Routine with Brahms Heelshire

Because I'm tired and I need to feed myself some content to make me feel a little more human again.

DO NOT REPOST/PLAGIARIZE instead you can reblog and make me a little more happier today.

Minors don't interact.

A/N: Not much to warn here, mostly fluff, I put wifi in the manor because yes I can't live without it, the nanny has a notebook too. Gender neutral.

Routine:

You two still somewhat follow the schedule, but you two agreed on things that could get a little more flexible. Now "alone time" got included in the routine, for both your sakes.

He's a early bird, waking up at 7 every day. And expect him to wake you up too. You two are probably sleeping in your room, and he will cuddle in you as soon as he opens his eyes. Sometimes he'll watch you sleep beside him, and when he gets impatient and wants to rise, he'll call your name all mushy and whiny.

Helps make breakfast. Would rather cook than clean, and is actually good at it, as he probably was used to cooking for himself in the walls.

If he's feeling like it, sometimes he'll sneakly bring breakfast to your bedroom, so he can surprise you with a nice treat for once, usually this happens when he pulled a prank on you or has a prank planned.

After cleaning up, you two head to do physical exercise, wich usually consists in you two doing wathever physical activity you feel like it. I Hc that the Heelshires have a tennis court, so sometimes you'll be going there on sunny days. You two also go to the recreational room a lot to play games of pool.

You two agreed that mondays are meant to clean the house and meal prep. After exercise time, you two will go right to it.

Again, he isn't a fan of chores, and will whine and throw a tantrum if he has to do more than clean the dishes and put clothes to wash in the machine. How one person can clean a victorian manor in two and a half hours? I don't know either, so let's just think it's actually magic.

He'll stick to meal prep, wich surprinsingly, he enjoys. Prepare ingredients, cut veggies, plan the week's menu, complain that Malcolm forgot to bring something he especifically asked, put meat to marinate, he loves doing it. Years spent eating leftovers, frozen and canned food made him really value his meals. He's also becoming picky with his food, now that he has control over it, and will ask for more culinary books and better ingredients.

When you two finish up your house duties, you have lunch by noon, take a quick shower and go to his learning duties.

On not-mondays though, the two hours before lunch are spent as you two wish. Usually you two just keep playing pool or tennis, sometimes you go back to watch a movie in your notebook and trading kisses and cuddles.

By 12pm, you two eat lunch, and clean the dishes.

By 1pm, it's studying time. He usually goes off to his room in the walls to work on his personal projects while listening to music and to your voice reading to him. Sometimes he'll stick around and lay on your body while you read, or just remove the book from your hands and claim it's nap time, if he's feeling sleepy after a nice lunch.

You were hired as a nanny, or better yet, a tutor for him. So if you can teach him anything new, he'll be grateful.

He stopped the violin and piano lessons after the going into the walls, and hestill got a passion for music, he'll love to go learn more and practice freely now that he can go near the instruments again.

If you are from abroad, he'll ask to learn your language, but he's not very proficient as he is with music or crafts, even trying his best. But still, he can understand enough to understand when you cuss at him after a well pulled prank.

Hates history. It's in his schedule but hates it. Would rather go back to the walls than listen for the twentieth time the same things he already learned when he was a child. If you wanna share some morbid historical curiosity though? He's in. Probably steals your notebook to watch Ask a Mortician.

He now has access to youtube and streaming services in your notebook. Again, will steal your notebook to use them. Will buy new books for himself using your credit card. Refuses to get a kindle, he thinks it's an techonogical atrocity, would rather die than touch a kindle.

Sometimes he allows you into his room so you can watch it with him or accompany him in his artsy endeavors. If you're interested, he can teach you about taxidermy, as it's one of his hobbies. Or you two can paint and draw together.

Around 5pm, while Brahmsy keeps watching whatever he wants on your notebook, you would go out to clean and reactivate the rat traps and get the mail by 5pm. Sometimes he goes with you if he's needy, but usually he goes to prepare something for you two munch on dinner.

He adores taking hot baths at night, the feeling of soaking in the water soothing his aches and pains from the day is just perfect. If you enter the bath with him, he'll be instantly pleased and will put a shy devious grin on his face. Again, he buys bathbombs with your credit card.

Just to be safe, don't keep your credit card logged in your notebook. He's a bit of an impulsive buyer, and before you learn your lesson, he's ordering a bunch of stupid things with it. If you complain, he'll throw hands and yell that he's rich. Call him a Stinky Burgeois and he won't make food for a week, and will leave stomping complaining that "I'm not a bloody burgeois, I'm a aristocrat, and a very nice smelling one too."

Will come back for cuddles in the middle of the night. But you better pretend you're asleep or he'll go back into the walls.

By 10 at night, you two better be in bed. He doesn't care what you'll be doing in bed until you doze off, but you need to be in your pajamas, comfy under the covers. Likes to sleep in absolute dark, runs cold and will push his cold feet into your legs for warmth. During winter, he will put his cold ass hands under your clothes just to see you jump and complain. Is a light sleeper, and clings to you like you're his personal teddy bear.

Expect a tantrum if he's not the little spoon at least twice a week.

#found writes #the boy 2016 #brahms heelshire x reader #brahms heelshire hc #brahms x reader #slasher x reader

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birdofdawning · 1 year

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The Woman From the Sea

7. Ownership

The beginning is here; the previous part is here.

The Lovell calls in while Dottie is showering.

“Captain says we should be able to pick her up if you can get her to the sand right now. After that he doesn’t think we’ll be able to get close to you for maybe three days. That weather is turning fast, Rizzoli.”

The Lighthouse Keeper considers. “How dicey is ‘right now’?”

“Yeah, not gonna lie, pretty dicey. She injured?”

“No.” She makes a decision. “Look, we’re okay. We’ll be fine for three days. Come by when this thing blows itself out, okay?”

She gives an update on the arial — repaired, but not yet remounted. Probably no point if it’s all going to blow down again. Later, after she signs off, she turns and looks through the office doorway into the sitting room. Dottie is in a pink fluffy robe, a rarely used gift from the Lighthouse Keeper’s mother, and she’s crouched down in front of the crammed bookcase. She turns and smiles across at the Lighthouse Keeper. “You have To The Lighthouse! That’s funny!”

“Yeah.” The Lighthouse Keeper leans against the door jam. “So the next front’s about to hit again and it’s gonna be bad for a few days. And you’re gonna be stuck here until it dies down. Okay?”

“Yes, that’s fine,” Dottie looks back to the shelves. “You certainly have a lot of classic mysteries. Christie, Sayers. The Red House Mystery. Christie was a trained pharmacist. That’s why her pharmacology, the poisons and so-on, was so accurate. Accurate for her time, you understand.”

“Yeah, I knew that.”

“You don’t have much modern crime fiction. Somehow I thought you’d be more of a hard crime reader. Gritty police procedurals and psychological thrillers and so-on.”

“Not so much. Dottie, can you look at me?”

Dottie turns immediately and smiles beneficently at her, and the Lighthouse Keeper can feel her own heart beating inside her chest, pushing her blood through her veins. It’s disconcerting and maybe a little unpleasant.

“So you’re going to be stuck here on the Rock for at least three days. You understand? It’ll just be me and canned food and a lot of rain. And I’ll be working through most of it.”

“I understand, Jane,” says Dottie earnestly. “I can help cook and clean. I don’t know how good I’d be at repairing things, but I can hold a torch and hand out tools.”

“No, no, absolutely not. That’s my job. You’ll stay inside and rest up, okay? Stay out of the wet. Doctor’s orders.”

Dottie’s eyes widen. “You have a medical degree?”

“What? No. That’s just a… okay, Keeper’s orders then. And probably OSHA’s orders.”

Dottie turns back to the bookcase. “Actually, napping on that couch and reading books sounds rather lovely right now. I’ve spent such a long time being…”

The Lighthouse Keeper waits, but her guest does not continue. Well, they’ll be together for the next three days. Plenty of time to win Dottie’s confidence. And she’s always been good at that aspect of an interrogation.

Because all of the Lighthouse Keeper’s professional instincts are telling her that the Woman From the Sea is hiding from something that scares her.

After Dottie is in bed, the Lighthouse Keeper takes a moment to step into the laundry house and put a load of clothes in the machine. There’ll be twice as much laundry to do now — more, because she’ll have to start wearing fresh clothes every day like a civilized person.

She almost trips up over a bucket of water she’s left out. Remembering, she reaches in and lifts out the coat, carrying it over to drip into the tub to examine. She’ll have to wait for it to dry, but it’s quality material and the salt doesn’t seem to have damaged it too badly. Maybe a few stitches needed at one shoulder and along the bottom of the lining. She's got a little time, so she spends ten minutes painfully wringing the coat out by hand.

It's while she’s pressing the creases out with the ancient iron that the tag catches her eye. It has been carefully stitched inside, just below the neckline, and is only now becoming visible as the coat dries out. It’s a tailor’s mark, and it has a name: ‘Maura Fairfield’.

That rings a bell. Fairfield. A rich Boston family? Probably blown off a super-yacht or something. The Lighthouse Keeper shrugs and eases the garment onto a hanger, leaving it to dry out behind the hot water cylinder. Maura Fairfield’s coat belongs to her now.

#rizzoli and isles #jane rizzoli #maura isles #jane and maura #The Woman From the Sea #canon divergence #jane is a lighthouse keeper #I have to remember to change everything to American spelling #fanfic writing

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