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stayconnecteed · 6 months

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❪⠀🪐.⠀𓏔⠀i wanna be yours · masterlist⠀❫

☆ㅤif you like your coffee hot, let me be your coffee pot !!

synopsis: eight stories that take place at the 5-STAR café, known on campus as the best place to study for your exams. the owner, bangchan, recently finished his degree, and decided to turn the place into a shelter for students who are trying to get the best coffee as cheaply as possible. stay and discover the love stories that hid between the walls of the place, in which employees and customers are the protagonists.

content info: stories non-related one shots, there is no specific order, although i will post them in the classic skz order (first the older, the maknae as the last one). specified warnings on each chapter.

( hii, happy sunday!! ♡ )

01. ╱ HOT CHOCOLATE (bangchan).

Every time you tell someone that you don't like coffee, the reaction is total incomprehension, even indignation. But when your university classmates leave you standing at the café where your crush works, you decide to order a coffee to try to avoid looking bad and end up making a fool of yourself.

02. ╱ CAPPUCCINO (lee minho).

After a bad run you are forced to look for a second job, and you end up covering the first shift at the campus café. Every morning you find the same guy waiting for you to open, leaning on the wall, looking flawless, and it gets on your nerves. Until one day you see him leaving the dance academy where you teach, getting on the same bus as you.

03. ╱ FLAT-WHITE COFFEE (seo changbin).

The boy on the train you met the other day invited you on a date at his favorite cafe, and although he seemed like the perfect guy, he is turning out to be a disappointment. Luckily, the cute barista serving you has noticed, and is trying to make you have a good time, despite everything, which makes you think that you wish the date had been with him.

04. ╱ ICED AMERICANO (hwang hyunjin).

When arguments at home get too loud to ignore, you always end up grabbing your laptop to go study at the café next door, but it's not the first time you've run out of battery. Unfortunately, the tables with plugs are usually occupied, even the one next to you, where the annoying boy in your class who doesn't want to let you plug in the charger is sitting...

05. ╱ ICED CARAMEL LATTE (han jisung).

You have been working in the hostelry industry for a long time, and for a few months now at the 5STAR café, but recently your boss has changed everyone's schedule, and now the person who has the shift before you leaves you post-its stuck everywhere. It always makes you smile, until one day you decide to find out who it is.

06. ╱ MATCHA TEA (lee felix).

You haven't been in Korea for at least two years, but when you return to do a trip and show Seoul to your sister, you end up back on the campus with the excuse that you can't leave without your sister trying 5STAR's coffee. To your surprise, the freckled barista still remembers your order perfectly. It can no longer be a coincidence when your sister starts talking about him in your mother tongue and the boy seems to recognize the language.

07. ╱ ESPRESSO (kim seungmin).

With how much effort your grandmother had put into spending entire afternoons trying to teach you how to play chess, no one could have guessed that you would like it so much, or that you would be that good at it. And you had no idea that when you had accompanied your friend to the place where he works and moved that piece on the board, you were going to start a game of anonymous chess that you were more than willing to win.

08. ╱ FRAPPUCCINO (yang jeongin).

Whenever Changbin asks you for a favor, you end up regretting agreeing to help him. This time it is to be in charge of training the new barista hired, who seems to be seeing a coffee maker for the first time in his life. Even so, you take pity on him and try to teach him everything you know, even if that means listening to your colleagues' jokes and customers' comments, even discovering that maybe he didn't know so little.

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luvhughes43 · 8 months

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birthday | quinn hughes

luvhughes43 masterlist🌙

request: can you write an angsty one for quinn where he forgets your birthday because he’s busy with hockey and you fight about it and then you give him the silent treatment the next day and he tries to make it up it up you

note: i changed it a little bit!

word count: 1.2k words

you waited all day with baited breath, wondering when your boyfriend of three years would acknowledge your birthday. usually, depending on both of your work schedules, quinn would take you to your favourite cafe for breakfast and then later in the day he would cook one of your favourite dishes for dinner. In between meals, you’d spend the day doing whatever you wanted, which usually just meant going for a walk and maybe to the mall.

you woke up early and got yourself dressed and ready for the day. quinn was already gone to the gym which wasn’t unusual, so you scrolled through your emails while you waited for him to come home.

quinn didn't come home till noon.

“hey babe,” quinn greeted you quickly, pecking your cheek before he rushed into your shared bedroom. you swivel around on the bar stool you were sitting on, eyes following quinn as he jogged from your bedroom and into the bathroom.

when he reemerged from the room, bag in hand, you frown. “what are you doing?”

“the guys are going to this new place.. some new gym downtown”

“oh,” you deflate, “weren’t you just at the gym tho?”

“yeah but babe, this one has an ice bath!” quinn explains enthusiastically, as if the addition of an ice bath should outweigh the excitement that was your 24th birthday.

“right…”

“we're not working out or anything. just checking the place out. It's good for team building” he adds.

you stare blankly at him, wishing that this is just some elaborate joke and that he has a plan for your birthday.

“right well, i’ll see you later!” quinn flashes a quick smile as he leans down to kiss your cheek again.

“bye…?”

quinny: going out for dinner! so sorry we didn't get to spend any time together today. wanna do dinner tomorrow night?

quinny: the teams really getting on good! I think we’ve got a close group here

it was 6pm, you were alone, and in approximately 10 minutes you would officially be 24. how great is this? you thought sarcastically. you were about to be 24, in a too nice apartment, with a boyfriend who completely forgot about you.

you pulled your cookies out of the oven, dropping the tray on top of the stove with a clatter. tears sprung to your eyes as you pulled out a small pack of glittering candles. you didn't even get an invite to quinns dinner tonight.

you watched your candles go out slowly while you imagine how you should've spent the day. Happy birthday to me…

“hey baby, what did you do all day?” quinn asked as he slipped into bed next to you. his alarm clock had blinded you with the time, 11:24, lit up in a cutting shade of red. he tried to hold your gaze, but you turned over. he had actually forgotten.

quinn grabbed at your shoulder, but you shrugged him off. “I’m tired,” you whispered through the ball in your throat. if quinn talked about his day, you might actually cry.

“what's wrong?” quinn asked, genuinely concerned. he sat up in bed, reaching over and flicking his lamp on.

“I’m not talking about this tonight”

“well, no. if you're going to say something then say it. what did i do wrong this time?” you rolled around to face him just as he finished his sentence with an eyeroll.

“excuse me?” you were seeing red.

“just tell me what i did wrong so i can fix it. did i leave a sock on the floor?” he jokes, quickly surveying the room and noticing that you cleaned earlier.

you sat up in bed. “you're such an asshole! you know that right?”

“woah! no need to get angry! i just wanted to go to bed. Its late.”

“yeah well, i wanted to celebrate my birthday with my boyfriend today so i guess we don't always get what we want, huh?” your voice is venomous as you climb out of bed. you rip your pillow off the bed with every intention to sleep in the guest room.

quinns shocked expression was almost comical. his eyes wide, eyebrows raised, and mouth slightly agape as he finally realized what was bothering you. with how busy his new schedule was due to being captain, he had completely forgotten about you.

“y/n don't go! I’m so sorry!” quinn kicks the comforter away from him as follows you down the hallway.

“I don't want to talk to you right now,”

“baby, please! I swear I didn’t mean to forget-” quinn started but you abruptly cut him off.

“i don't want to hear it! I waited for you all day! I shouldn't have to remind you when my birthday is! We talked about it literally last week!”

“I’m sorry! I’ll make it up to you!” quinns words fell on deaf ears as you slammed the guest bedroom door in his face.

as soon as the door was locked, you let all your emotions of the day out. your sad uber eats delivery, raw cookies, the moping around… quinn.

quinn stood on the other side of the door, face in between his hands as he listened to you cry.

the next morning, quinn was on good boyfriend behaviour. he had bought you a bouquet of your favourite flowers, made you breakfast, and had a birthday card waiting at the table for you.

you rubbed at your eyes tiredly as you made your way into the kitchen. you had gotten absolutely no sleep last night, and you were still upset at quinn.

quinn watched you in silence as he set the last piece of french toast in his pan. you glanced up at him before averting your gaze towards your gifts.

To Y/n,

Happy 24th Birthday. I love you beyond words.

Quinn

“Quinn,” you sighed as you set the card back on the table.

“It’s a shitty card I know,” you can’t help the small smile that graces your lips . “I’m so sorry. I called in sick today.. we can do something or you can do whatever, its up to you! I just really want you to know that i’m sorry” he sets the fresh piece of french toast onto a plate before sliding it over to you.

“I know you're sorry,” you say, stepping over and into quinns open arms. you stand there for a minute, quinn softly rubbing your back while you lay your head on his shoulder. “I just felt really awful”

quinn hums to acknowledge what you were saying. “I know. I don't know what was wrong with me”

“you have new responsibilities q. you're going to be busy with the team” you put his thoughts into words and it was his time to sigh.

“Still. There’s no excuse” quinn hugs you tighter. “I love you”

“I love you too” you whisper into the side of his neck, arms tightening around him.

It wasn't okay that he had forgotten, but at least he was making an effort to fix it.

#quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes fic #quinn hughes blurb #quinn hughes imagine #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #nhl fic

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bonny-kookoo · 7 months

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Finish Line request!

I find the first meetings fascinating, so I'm sorry if I always ask for them... But if possible, first time nerdyJK and MC met, please!

"I think this one looks angry." You speak up, making Jungkook snap his head up towards you.

He's- a little taken aback. You.. do not look like the type of girl to really go to a motor show on your own accord. And, considering how utterly pretty you are, you're probably here with your boyfriend- who must be a total idiot to leave you alone like that, if one was to ask Jungkook.

"Don't you think?" You look at him now, curious smile on your shimmering lips. "It's frowning." You giggle, and he can't find words for a second, before he moves a little to stand next to you, looking at the front of the currently displayed race car.

It's a Ford Fusion- one of the cars with some of the most wins in Nascar history up until now. And now that he looks at it..

"It uh.. it does." He mumbles, making you laugh. At him? Or with him?

"See! Told you." You beam, swaying back and forth on your high heeled shoes. Your skirt is short, nails a pale pink. There's a hello kitty charm on your bracelet. Your entire outfit seems to be matched by the theme of that little cat, in fact.

"I guess.." He says, scolding himself. This is why he's fucking single. He just can't talk to girls at all, not at his school, not now. He's about to graduate for fucks sake, and he's still a virgin.

"Do you know a lot about cars?" You wonder, and he shrugs.

"A little." He admits. He actually knows a lot. But he doesn't want to seem nerdy.

"Heh, I don't buy that." You grin at him with a suspicious gaze. "I don't know shit about them. I'm scared to drive, actually." You admit.

"H-how so?" He asks. Keep the conversation going Jungkook, you're doing great!

"My dad and I went camping like, five years ago I think?" You say, tilting your head a bit in thought, before you lift your skirt a little- not enough to show off anything scandalous, but enough to show a clear scar, faded, but very visible on your thigh. "He crashed that car 'cause he was drunk. One of the metal pipes went right-" You turn your body and leg- another scar on the other side of your thigh, "-through my leg." You explain.

"Oh.." Jungkook doesn't know what else to say.

"I'm terrified of it now. My friends and I went here by train because I still can't stand driving in a car." You laugh.

"M-maybe.. you could start with slow steps?" He wonders. "Like- just sit in one for a bit. No driving, just.. I don't know, read a book. To.. make yourself feel comfortable little by little." He explains, muscles trembling a little as he forces his voice to stay strong.

"Huh. That.. sounds actually really smart." You pout to yourself. "I think I'll do that." You chirp, and he smiles in return, making you open your mouth to say something, when a friend calls your name, catching up to you, and taking your attention away as you wave at him as you walk away.

And Jungkook brushes it off in disappointment, unaware that just a year later he'd meet you again, at a coffee shop he'd visit with his friends.

"Oh." His eyes widen as he recognizes your pretty face, hair a bit different now, but still fitting you well.

You seem to think for a second, and then you smile that million-dollar-smile at him again, ceramic braces almost invisible to him if he wasn't so focused on details all the time.

"Oh, it's you!" You beam at him happily.

"It's me." He chuckles, friends behind him both confused and a little impressed that he seems to know you. "I uh.."

"Do you wanna go on a date?" You ask him boldly, and his eyes are as wide as they go. "I mean- this is the second time I meet you. Gotta be a sign from upstairs- or downstairs, I don't really care." You joke, leaning forwards a bit.

"I mean- yeah? Yeah! Yeah let's uh.. I don't know?" He stutters a bit helplessly.

"Cool!" You giggle. "That's.." You mumble, writing something down on his receipt. "..my number. Just text me whatever- just no dick pics please, those are kinda cringe." You say, making him frown a bit to himself before he laughs.

"Don't worry, I won't." He promises, before he pays for his drinks, and leaves with his friends-

His first date with you not even a week later, marking the beginning of a love that will last forever.

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bakugosatoru · 5 months

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MHA Boys Christmas Imagines.

Requests Open! Warnings: None Genre: Romantic Fluff Fic Type: Headcannons Fandom: My Hero Academia Authors note: Happy holiday season everyone! Sorry I've been a little missing in action but I have been spending holidays back home with my family but you know I couldn't stay away from our boys. I celebrate Christmas so that's what these imagines will be but if anyone wants other holiday ones just let me know! Have a wonderful holidays everyone. (P.S. This was written on my phone so please excuse any weird formatting)

Izuku

- You wake up to Izuku having cooked a gorgeous pancake breakfast for you. - "Good morning honey, Merry Christmas!" - If you were the type to wear matching hoodies or sweaters Izuku would be MORE than happy to indulge you. Matching Christmas sweaters or pajamas, you name it. -You'd have a mostly slow morning, cuddle on the couch and enjoy one another's company until about mid-day when you'd head to Inko's (Izukus mums) home for a late Christmas lunch/dinner -He's happy to spend any other day with your family or just the two of you, but Izuku insists on spending Christmas day with his mum. - She creates a gorgeous roast dinner for the 3 of you, it's incredible and you all happily sit around the table chatting and eating, Izuku holding your hand under the table the minute you finish eating. - Izuku is a very good gift giver. He usually gets you two or three lovely expensive gifts. He's the type to know exactly what you want even if you didn't. He's the kind to remember something you mentioned months before and get it for you for a suprise. - Inko is the type for hand made gifts, she knitted you and Izuku a matching set of gloves because she's worried about you both getting cold. - You spend the evening at Inko's home, happily dozing off on the couch watching an All Might Christmas special in Izukus arms. - "You make my life so much better my love, can't wait to spend the next year by your side"

Katsuki

- As much of he won't admit it, he loves having a big Christmas with both your family's together. - You usually travel up to stay with Mitsuki and Masaru a few days before Christmas. Katsuki puts in under the guise of 'helping the old geezers get the house presentable' but you know that deep down he loves spending time with his Mum and Dad. - You spend time with Katsuki, cooking and decorating, and as much as he feigns complaints, he happily joins you for any holiday activity you want to do. - "Eh? Gingerbread houses? .... Fine nerd but don't take all the icing you hear?" -When Christmas day finally comes, the house comes alive with laughter and chatter of your families, but Katsuki doesn't leave your side. -He is either holding your hand or standing behind you with his hands rested on your waist or wrapped around you - He also always keeps an eye on you to make sure you don't get overwhelmed by all the people, and if you do he'll take you into a quiet room to recharge for a little bit. -"You alright baby? Need a minute? Nah it's fine, the extras can wait, here come sit down." - When it comes to gifts, Katsuki goes absolutely over the top for you. Get ready for 8 to 9 boxes, all for you. - When the house finally quiets down, you and Katsuki help tidy up and head back to the bedroom your staying in. - "Hey, I know I'm not always the easiest to deal with sometimes.... but I love you, I love having Christmas with you, and I wanna spend all of next year with you too. I love you nerd"

Shoto

- Shoto really isn't a massive fan of big family gatherings... for obvious reasons. - His dream Christmas is just with you and maybe some friends. - You really want to make this Christmas special for him so you decorate the house while he's on patrol a few days before. - On Christmas morning you make lovely french toast for him and hot cocoa. - "This looks amazing angel. Thank you" - He helps you set the table and do some cooking for the friends Christmas lunch your having. -Izuku, Katsuki, Eijiro and Denki rock up around mid-day with gifts and side-dishes. - You have a lovely Christmas lunch with all your friends and it seems Shoto was able to get into the Christmas spirit a little. - After your friends leave that evening, Shoto drags you onto the couch and turns on a sappy Christmas movie before grabbing a few small presents. - "I'm not the best with holiday stuff... but I hope you like these" - You adore them, they are heartfelt jewellery pieces and other lovely small gifts. - You fall asleep curled up in Shotos arms, his fingers carding through your hair. - "I've never been a massive fan of the holidays... but with you, I'm starting to get why people love it. I love you and I want to spend every day of my life with you."

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witch-oftheflowers · 8 days

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His mask yanked off the moment he got into his truck. Shoved into his duffle bag as he drove home.

Simon smiled a bit as he trudged inside the cottage home. The dead of night filled the house, along side his steps as he dropped the bag into his office. Peeling off his jacket and leaving his work boots inside. Knowing he had to clean them the next day.

His eyes shut for a second as he processed his month away. Knowing his kids and his wife missed him. Knowing he had multiple chances of not returning home.

He opened his eyes as he walked out his office. Locking it. Anna was getting to curious at her age. She was a teen by now. And her father was still going strong with his missions.

Johnny was curious for a young child. But still, he didn't wanna pry like his older sister. And the twins. They just knew Dad was cool.

As he walked down to his bedroom. Hearing sounds of soft breathing and little snores. Peering into the room. His eyes soften, a bit surprised even

His wife laid in the middle of the bed. But not alone. Anna was snuggled against her mom. Blonde curly locks sprayed out. Johnny besides them, his curls hiding his face. Lad was due for his haircut, probably was waiting for his pa to do it with him.And the twins squished everyone as they laid on top. Their hair longer from last time, curls starting to look just like their mum

He softly chuckled to himself as he head to the restroom. Taking a quick shower, wishing to rub off the gunk and dirt he carried for a month.

As he walked out. A pair of brown eyes stared at him. Anna.

Sitting up slightly, trying to not wake the bunch. Her blonde hair swaying as she waved.

"Wanna joke me for a drink munchkin?"

Anna nods as she crawled out the bed. Joining her papa as they snuck off to the kitchen. She sat at the kitchen island as her father made them both hot chocolate.

" 'Ow was mum?" He asked her as he put a load of whip cream on the cup. Sliding it over to Anna. She hums as she took a bite out of the whip cream. Licking some off her lips.

"Mums ok. Stayed busy with Luna." The now 15 year old said as she drank her cup.

Simon smiled a bit as he sipped his own coco. With a spike to it for his sake.

"Your siblings?" He leaned against the counter as Anna was thinking. She was looking more like him everyday. Even started acting like him more. Which he was scared of a tad, but as he noticed his wife was along side them. He had no reason to worry any of his kids would turn out like him.

His eye darted to her ear. Remembering the day she got shot. His eyes stiff as he had so much remorse for building a family in their lifestyle.

Anna tapped the island to get his attention.

"Pa you're spacing-"

"Yea... Sorry kiddo. Just I regret bringing you kids into 'his all" he admitted as Anna had been more curious about everything. Wanting to learn more about his life and his career. She knew more about it since that day she got shot. She became very observant. Maybe even more than she was before.

"Not yous or ma's fault. Remember I was a surprise" she teased her pa as he smiled a bit. Shaking his head at his own daughter comment.

"No you and your siblings, are all blessings Anna."

Anna giggled at her dad's words as she smiled

"Ey if it wasn't for me. You and ma would of never been 'ere." She said as her very British accent was coming out. Which he chuckled to as he smiled bigger.

"Just like your ma. Knock off the same block."

"Well your block too pa"

They quietly chuckled together as they smiled. She finished her cup as she stared at him

"Make another for me???" She begged with her big brown eyes as he sighs and nods his head

"Yes anythin' for you."

The two stayed up a bit longer. Having a bonding moment as they caught up on the month he was gone.

" 'Ows my tios?" She asked him as their eyes met. He sighs a bit as he looked down.

"They're fine. Gonna stop by 'his week to see you kids too." He stated as he looked to his daughter. Anna was getting tired as she yawned a bit.

"Don't you got school in the mornin'?" He asked her as she shook her head.

"Mmmmm no. We got a holiday week"

"Well yous still need sleep munch."

"But you came home..." She said as her eyes started to heave. Slowly shutting as her head swayed around.

"mmm nope. 'Ome on bed time for you." He said as he walked around. Leaving their mugs as he scooped her up into his arms. Knowing his daughter was taller now. She reached his shoulders. Even taller than her mother too.

He heaved her towards her room. Laying her down into her own large bed. Tucking her in as he gave her forehead a kiss

"Love ya munchkin.... You've done good." He spoke as he looked around her room. New posters, movie ones filled with action. Others of horror and some of her childhood. He sighs in content as he noticed the letter on her vanity.

Walking over he knew something was off.

Military seal on top. His blood ran cold as he sighs.

Bloody hell...

He grasped it as he flipped it over. Anna Riley. A small words of ' We're Interested' as he tossed it back down.

Walking back to his own room. His wife Ximena, up as she smiled. Already grabbing one of the kids as she was returning them to their bed.

"They do this everytime you leave..." She spoke softly as she walked by putting Johnny in his room. And he was no light child either.

Simon smiled as he was surprised by his wife's abilities to still carry so much. Years of training still in her body

As she returned and noticed the twins gone. As he was able to carry both out. She smiled to him as she giggled a bit

"Wow still can carry that much?" She asked softly as plop into their bed. Her hair spiraled around as she hums. Her curls framed around her as she met his gaze. Seeing him tired and worn.

He sighs a bit as he crawled over her. Letting himself plop on his plush wife. A giggle left her lips as she wrapped her arms around his large neck. Keeping him close as they snuggled up. Her legs barely could wrap around his waist, but as she did. Latching her ankles together as she let him doze off

"Just sleep soldier... You did good mi amor.. you came home..." She whispered into his ear. As soon after snores filled the room, making her stay up as she wished to make sure he was ok.

And the house became quiet again. Darkness seeping back in as everyone dozed off to dream land. Knowing their house was at peace for a moment.

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reidsaurora · 9 months

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Hey sweet!! I wanna request for the Leo baby birthday cake

“you can’t scare me like that, okay?” with Luke Alvez. Thank you so much!!

thank you for the request! sorry this took so long, my personal life has been swamped lately and i haven't had much time to write 😅 hope you like what i wrote though!

"In Your (Broken) Arms" ~ L. Alvez

pairing: luke alvez x fem!bau!reader

summary: it's just a fractured wrist, but to luke alvez, your stressed-out and over-protective boyfriend, it might just be cause to bubble wrap you.

word count: 626

warnings: takes place in a hospital, mild sexual humor, very mild swearing, i think that's it!

genre: fluff <3

based on the prompt: "you can't scare me like that, okay?"

extra notes: the ending is rushed, as per usual. i apologize for that. i hope you enjoy the rest though!

beta read by: @reidselle (love you <3)

masterlist | birthday bash | ask box

🧁 Leo Baby Birthday Cake - send me a character + a prompt from this list and i'll write you a blurb!

"You cannot scare me like that, okay?" Luke said between exasperated breaths as he walked into the exam room you currently sat in.

He pulled the curtain closed behind himself before sitting down next to your bed, watching as the doctor wrapped your wrist. "Hey, be gentle, she could've lost her arm."

You rolled your eyes before reassuring the doctor that your wrist would be fine. "Don't listen to him. I'm okay, I promise. Well, other than the obvious."

The doctor let out a soft chuckle as he focused on wrapping your wrist up properly. "Y/N's gonna be fine, sir, I can assure you. Fractured wrists are practically a daily occurrence for us emergency room docs."

Luke's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "A fractured wrist? Seriously?"

"Luke, we'll talk about this in a minute. Please let the doctor finish up his work."

The doctor met you with kind eyes. "No worries. I'm all done. I'll give you two a few minutes and send a nurse in with your paperwork in a little bit."

And with that, the man was on his way out the door, leaving you to deal with your stressed-out, and definitely overprotective, boyfriend.

Luke scooted his chair closer to the edge of your bed, taking your newly bandaged arm and placing a soft kiss over the new cast you sported.

You rolled your eyes, but placed a loving hand in his hair, running your fingers softly through his disheveled curls. "I'm okay, I promise."

"A fracture, Y/N," he reminded you. "There's a reason I told you to wait for me and Spencer to get that guy."

You winced as you remembered the pain of him flailing to get out of your grasp, his elbows hitting nearly every bone in your upper body as he tried to push you off. "Okay, maybe I could've waited but if you guys had arrived any later, he would've gotten away. I had to take my chances. Okay?"

Luke gave you a displeased pout, and you couldn't help but kiss it away. You loved him, really, but he sure knew how to be overprotective when he wanted to be, especially on the job.

"Hey, don't you dare use those pretty lips to distract me," he argued, brows meeting in an angry furrow. "I'm upset with you. You could've gotten yourself hurt. Hell, you did get yourself hurt."

"Luke," you sighed with exasperation, "I am fine. Now, will you please flag down a nurse so I can go home?"

He rolled his eyes, lips landing on yours for another gentle kiss. It didn't matter that you'd been dating Luke for over a year, he still knew how to make butterflies go off in your tummy every time he kissed you. "Don't think this is over," he warned, pulling away. "I'm gonna smother you like no one's business."

"Ooooh, I'm so scared of the big, bad teddy bear that is Luke Alvez," you rebutted, sticking out your tongue in banter.

"Watch it or I'll punish you," he said, heading toward the curtain.

A sly smirk tugged at the corner of your lips. "Now that is something I'd like to see."

He rolled his eyes, pulling open the curtain and heading out toward the nurses station, but not before uttering a quick, "I love you, querida."

"Yeah, yeah, I guess I love you too, bubble butt."

A soft voice, which you quickly figured out was Spencer, mumbled from the other side of the curtain. "Bubble butt?"

"It's…" Luke paused, trying to come up with an explanation. "It's a long story."

You just shook your head, eternally grateful for the man you got to call your boyfriend… and bubble butt.

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jinnie-ret · 5 months

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perfect places

lee know x reader

genre: fluff

content warnings: alcohol, smoking

word count: 1.1k

summary: y/n never thought she'd be talking to a stranger til the sun rose, but it was better than feeling trapped at the local bar

This is a bit shit but oh well haha

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She really couldn't be bothered for a night out clubbing tonight. If you asked her a couple of years ago then she'd be up for it any day of the week, but now, she much preferred a cosy night indoors, wallowing about not knowing what to do with her life over a warm hot chocolate.

Well, she could do without the wallowing, but that was besides the point. Forced to go out clubbing with her friends, she was not designated driver, for none of them drove there, but she was designated responsible adult. She didn't know what she preferred more, drinking so she actually enjoyed herself, or not having to feel sick the next morning.

The bassy music was loud, and regretfully, she and her friends had only been there for about half an hour now. She knew this because she checked her phone.

"Y/N, outside!" her friends shouted over the music to her, all of them holding hands and connecting a chain to make it outside to the smoking area.

Ah, a moment of peace. A break for the ears.

Y/N rustled through her handbag for a cigarette before cursing when she realised she didn't have a lighter.

"Shit!" she huffed, rolling her eyes and leaning back against the wall, before her prayers were answered and a handsome guy stood in front of her with exactly what she needed.

"Need a light?" the guy smirked at her frustrated expression before offering her his lighter, curiously decorated with cat stickers.

"You're a Saint," Y/N exaggerated, gratefully taking the object and lighting her cigarette.

"Far from it, I'm Minho," he introduced himself, laughing lightly as the girl in front took a relieved sigh after a puff.

"I don't know I think I've seen that name in the bible somewhere," Y/N joked, happy to be talking to someone sober even if she was exhausted.

"Yeah, yeah," Minho laughed, "what's brought you out tonight then? Normally all the girls here end up off their faces hammered."

"You'd have to at a place like this. 'HooBAEs' is an awful name and an even more awful place," Y/N scrunched her nose whilst nodding back at the dodgy neon light. "Only good thing about it is the cheap drinks."

"Not taking advantage of them tonight then?" Minho quirked a brow, joining her in leaning against the wall as he smoked from his own cigarette, tilting his head back to look at her.

"Nah, I'm DRA. Designated Responsible Adult," Y/N sighed, looking over at her friend's who were drunkenly giggling and mingling with a group of boys that seemed their age.

"Tell me about it, I'm on NONSS duty. No one night stand shenanigans," Minho laughed, following where her eyes were looking.

They must be his friends.

"Awfully specific," Y/N commented.

"Very," Minho took another drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out. "I'm bored, wanna ditch this place and-"

"Oh I'm not looking for that tonight. You're very nice but-" Y/N blushed, looking away from Minho.

"Woah, woah, hold your horses, you didn't let me finish. You do flatter yourself," he chuckled before standing on front of her, "what about we leave babysitting duty for tonight and find somewhere else to chat?"

"Hmmm, ok," Y/N shrugged and nodded, watching her intoxicated friends stumble back inside to the chamber of doom. Ok, maybe that was an exaggeration but it really was the last place she wanted to be right now.

They walked for five minutes, peacefully taking in the night time air as Minho led them to a bench that overlooked the town.

"Wow, it's so peaceful," she glanced across at the little lights that lined the buildings.

"Better than that bar, right?" Minho nodded, taking a seat on the bench and patting the space next to him for Y/N to sit down.

"Want another?" Y/N passed a cigarette to Minho and they both proceeded to light them and sit in the quiet night air. "You know, I've never felt so calm before, it's so relaxing here."

"I come here all the time. It's a good place to think," Minho said as he stared out at the stars. He'd never felt so comfortable around a stranger but some reason he felt compelled to talk to Y/N.

"What do you like to think about?" Y/N leant back in the bench, tilting her head to the right to look at Minho.

"I try to think about what I wanna do in life," Minho sighed, "my parents wanted me to become a lawyer."

"Oh, booo, well, some like it but I couldn't," Y/N shook her head, "my parents wanted me to become a doctor, but all I wanna do is work with cats," she took another drag from her cigarette.

"I love cats too," Minho said, flicking the flame on his lighter on and off.

"Couldn't tell," Y/N laughed sarcastically looking at the cat stickers on the item.

Minho giggled shyly to himself as he rubbed his thumb across the stickers of his cats. The two them ended up chatting til sunrise basking in each other's company.

"Here, give me your phone," Y/N bravely and uncharacteristically spoke up, taking Minho's phone as he gave it to her with a raised eyebrow, leant back in the bench with his arms folded behind his head.

"Oh, you've got a text from 'Quokka' and it very drunkenly says... Hyung, where are you, Prince is off the rails," Y/N handed his phone back to him after putting her phone number in on it.

"Oh shit," Minho's eyes widened.

"Oh shit indeed, I swear Prince was dead, although that could just be your drunk Quokka friend-"

"We better get back, come on," Minho hurried her as they headed back to the bar, and when they got back, they saw all their friends stumbling out of the club.

"Hyungggg!" a guy waved Minho over.

"Y/Nnie!!!" her friends cheered her over.

"Where's Hyunjin?"

"Where's Minji?"

"Oh they went to f-"

"They left early."

"Come on, let's get you home," Minho grabbed who Y/N assumed was his Quokka friend by the arm.

"I better get you both home," Y/N sighs and gets her two friends to start walking with her.

"I'll text you!" Minho calls over his shoulder with a smirk, knowing full well that Y/N had put her number in his phone.

Y/N turned around with a shy smile, waving as Minho got his friend into a taxi as she did the same thing. They had met by chances but hopefully things would go somewhere, who knew she'd meet someone and like them instantly. Perhaps it was worth it coming out that night.

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spiderrrling · 2 years

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In another life - Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary - what do you do when your best friend (who you also happen to be in love with) gets broken up with?

A/n - this is a scene from a fic I'm probably not gonna finish but I really liked this scene so I wanted to share it, little bit of angst and a little bit of fluff, lots of pining

He sat exactly where you knew he would be, while he was smart, you knew all of his secrets. Including the one place on school grounds private enough to sell drugs.

His head slumped over, his messy and tangled curls falling in front of his face and you were convinced he couldn’t see you for a moment. Which in all honesty might have been better for the both of you.

Never in your long years of friendship, had you ever seen him this defeated, not when he was told he would be repeating senior year (the first or the second time it happened), not when Corroded Coffin lost their regular Tuesday night slot at the hideout, not even when his dad went away.

The lit and half smoked cigarette hung loosely between his fingers, and it told you everything you needed to know. They were through, done and over, hopefully for good this time.

You didn't have to say anything as you jumped up on the picnic table next to him, and he didn't have to say anything as he laid his head on your shoulder.

It was a fair arraignment after all.

"Who told you?" his eyes slid shut and his voice barely carried, truly he looked like an abandoned puppy, which only made your heart ache for him that much more.

"Doesn't matter," and you were right, it didn't matter, but maybe you said it because the truth wasn't what he needed to hear at that moment. "Wanna tell me what happened?"

Eddie didn't say anything, he simply pressed his face further into your shoulder and you took that as answer enough.

Not right now, maybe later.

A wound so fresh you were shocked you couldn't smell the sour hint of iron that should have been coating the air.

You reached for his hand, letting your palm slide over the inside of his wrist and through the hair tie that always hung there, lacing your fingers together delicately.

Bound together by a cheap and worn hair band.

"I really thought-"

"Hey it's ok, you don't have to if you're not ready,"

The sound he made nearly shattered your heart. All of this, for one girl that you had convinced yourself that he didn't really like.

But you knew that was purely for the peace of your own mind. Ignoring signs, downplaying overheard words, convincing yourself his feelings weren't as deep as he was letting on.

So as selfish as it might have been, sitting there on that weather worn picnic table, you couldn't help but feel just the slightest amount of relief.

A pang of guilt echoing through your chest at the thought, but it was one you simply couldn't help but have.

For while Eddie was falling in love with her, you were kept up at night by the thoughts that plagued your mind and the realization that you had been falling in love with him.

Eddie finished his cigarette, the burning red tip pressed out against the wooden table before leaving to join the countless cigarette buds which lined the forest floor.

"I really thought she might love me," Eddie finished his thought from earlier out loud,

He didn't need to tell you for you to know that he had loved her, or was it present tense? Did he still?

"You know she- she wanted me to graduate, ironically I'm not going to because I spent too much time with her instead of studying," and then for the first time he looked at you, his brown eyes peering through the dark curls and heavy lashes to meet yours. "But you're gonna stick with me right?" You felt him squeeze at your hand, and you felt your heart jump in your chest at the action.

"To the very end,"

"Y'know I love you right?"

"Yeah- love you too Eds,"

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bookwormsenpai · 1 year

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It's not finished and I probably won't finish it but I felt like posting it. Hope y'all enjoy it for what it's worth 🤷🏿‍♀️

Poly Relationship Kiri x Reader

"Eiji, sweetheart, sugar lumps, we've talked about this, do you remember what happened last time?"

"Yes, my love, but I promise I won't get us banned on here like I did on hinge! I mean how was I supposed to know they didn't think it was the real me!?"

Your sweet husband wasn't the blame for the most part, but he also didn't help the situation the last time we tried this.

"Maybe a better profile babe."

"What was wrong with our last one?!"

"I'm not answering that."

"You're so mean to me mama," Kirishima said with a pout on his face.

You rolled your eyes and put the finishing touches on y'alls Tinder profile. You and Eijirou had been married 7 years and were very happy with your lives together but you guys always thought that y'all had more love to give and that someone could be added to y'alls relationship. You've tried in the past but no one seemed to be quite the right fit.

"Eiji, you can still look at the profiles with me but I think we'll leave the talking to me."

"But-"

"E, natural redhead with the brown eyes?"

"How was I supposed to know the carpet matched the drapes if I don't ask, baby?"

"I mean if they were down to be a third you would've eventually found out..."

"But that could take AGES!" Eijirou was exasperated at this point and you were trying not to bust a gut from holding in your laugh at your sweet husband who meant well but can say some off the wall shit unprovoked.

He's sitting next to you on the sofa but you decide it's time for a position change and crawl into his lap.

"Alright! All done! Do you wanna look through and see if I missed anything?" you asked to make sure all the necessary details were there.

"No babe, I'm sure you got it all, can I swipe through, I won't message anyone I promise!"

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eggtartz · 2 years

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hii can you do fluff movie night date with ran :)) maybe rindou too if you can

tysmmm

a/n : sure can! thankyou for requesting anon and enjoy 🫶🏻

summary : christmas movie nights with haitani's! (ik it's not december yet but im excited ok)

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ran

"ran move your butt faster the movie's starting in a minute"

"okay damn let me just finish the popcorns first" this was the first time you two spent christmas night together, him being here and not away for work. you intended to make the night more memorable so you wanted to watch movies with him. you remembered he had a list of christmas movies but couldn't watch them as he never had the time to. well, guess you two won't be sleeping tonight.

he jumped on the sofa with snacks and water in his hand, your hand grabbing the snacks while your eyes were glued on the projector. the night was cozy, the movie was fun and ran was here. ran is here. nothing mattered if he was here.

sitting down on the warm floor, your eyes were still glued while watching the movie but ran on the top ate the snacks and occasionally some of them would drop on your head. "ran the popcorn is on my head, it's distracting" your eyes were still glued to the movie that apparently had a bad casting. ran said nothing but placed the popcorns next to you instead, his long arms able to reach them and eat them without leaving crumbs. as the movie ended, you went to the bathroom while ran refilled the snacks and drinks.

the next movie was a corny, love story that you think would amuse ran. "what the hell is the title? love at first mistletoe?"

"i don't know ran i thought it would be funny" you two kept chatting as how the casts was so cringy at their acting but was interested with the plot. as the movie came to an ad, you looked back at ran to see him slowly dozing off and his hair all messy and covering his face.

you gave his forehead a kiss and took a blanket from the bedroom, him already in a deep slumber. you didn't wanted to move either, there's just something healing about the warm floor so you switched off the projector and slept on the floor with a blanket too.

you two woke up with a sore back the next morning but you two couldn't care less.

rindou

last year, he wanted to watch horror movies with festive themes but he told you to pick the movie. you had picked the most gruesome, disgusting movie ever where the actor kidnapped people and butchered them alive for christmas. rindou never let you pick another movie again.

so this year, he picked a series of reruns of his favorite and watched it with you. "but rin haven't we seen this?"

"have we? let's watch it again then" although he was focused on the series, his focus also averted to you who obviously grew bored. rindou sighed.

"if we watch one more season, you can pick the next movie. you wanna do that?" your eyes sparkled and you hugged his arm. now your eyes are glued to the series and nearing 2am, the series ended. you took the remote tv with cautious eyes, silently asking rindou if he's really sure because you already have one movie in mind. one.

rindou nodded. he would wish he haven't.

"no what the fuck the man just got slaughtered how are you unfazed?"

"huh? he didn't got slaughtered, just stuffed. not the same thing rinnie"

"don't rinnie me woman are you secretly a sociopath?!" rindou yelled and you howled a laugh. the movie wasn't that gruesome just a bit.. graphic. okay might be too gruesome as the next death scene literally made rindou stop munching on his chips. "i really wanna know where you find these kind of movies babe i really do but im concerned of my safety too" you smacked his shoulder.

"you're a deliquent shouldn't you be used to this huh?"

"i mean .."

"don't go 'i mean' at me!"

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punishing-eden · 1 year

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Hello! Hope I'm not late for this sweet winter request!

Since it's December and it's a whole winter season storm going around, maybe a oneshot with Wanshi where it's just.. Sleeping and cuddling through the season together? Maybe paired with work that are supposed to be done before new year?

Sleep is Not for the Weak…

Wanshi x Commandant/reader

Summary:

Having just recovered from a small amnesia, you have to finish up your report before the end of the year arrives. You decided to ask Wanshi for help.

Tags: request, fluff, one-shot, sleep fic

"Hey, Wanshi," Kamui asked, "why can't you join us for our simulation drill?"

Wanshi was currently laying down comfortably on the sofa. Hogging all the cushions, Hypnos shifted his position. He ignored Kamui's question and remained artificially asleep.

"Hey, Wanshi~ how come you don't wanna join us today?" Kamui continued, " Didn’t Capt say dill training is a must?'."

No one wants to deal with Kamui when he nags. Wanshi, no matter how much of a sleeping expert, couldn’t tolerate it. With his eyes still closed shut, he replied, "I am busy."

The answer came out in a simple sentence, no further explanation was given. Confused yet unsatisfied, Kamui complained, “But all you do is sleep,” He pouted, “Man, I wish Capt. could let me off the hook that easily.”

“If you want me to be more lenient, then you should work harder,” Chrome said.

“Captain!?” Kamui jumped up.

Chrome was standing behind the sofa, “Besides, Wanshi is busy today, that’s why I excused him from our weekly simulation drill.”

On cue, Wanshi shifted. He stretch his limbs, yawning to show he was finally awake. “Well, I guess it’s time for me to go…” he spoke monotonously.

Getting up from the sofa, Wanshi give his limb another stretch, Chrome nodded and said, “Do offer my greetings to Grey Raven’s Commandant for me, Wanshi.”

“Wha-! No fair, how come Wanshi gets to hang out with the Grey Ravens!” Kamui protested.

“Kamui! Stop it!” Chrome scolded.

The door to Strike Hawk’s common room slid open as Wanshi exited, leaving his other two teammate bickering with each other. When the door closes, silence was welcomed. Without anything else in his mind, Wanshi made his way to your room. Giving the door a few knocks. He heard you said, “Come in.”

“Commandant, you are looking for me?” He spoke.

A commandant’s room usually are quiet spacious with ample of space to do workouts or another activities one wishes. However, your room was rather on the small side. It wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Your room just feels cozy and warm.

There, he saw stacks of paperwork, presumably mission reports, on top on your desk scattered messily. You, on the other hand, look a little disheveled. Still wearing your lounge wear, you hastily threw your military jacket on to remain professional.

“Thanks for coming, Wanshi.” You said and quickly grabbed another chair for him to sit down.

“…” In thought, Hypnos studied you and the state of your work load.

“I thought you were on leave,” he questioned, “Didn’t you just recovered from memory loss?”

You stopped what you were doing and looked back at Wanshi. Your thoughts felt complex, with juxtaposing emotions, you held a bitter smile. Slightly embarrassed, you fiddle with your pen before replying, “… well… I am a little behind in terms of work. I am struggling to remember what happened in all these mission files.” You place a hand on your forehead, “my memory is still a bit fragmented. I have been calling people over to help fill in the gaps.”

With a desperate sighed you continued, “My time in the medical ward, has delayed my progress on these report. If I don’t hand them in to the Ministry of War by the end of the year…” you stopped for you don’t want to know what will happen to you.

“I get it,” Wanshi yawned, “I’ll help you.” His tone was nonchalant, but you knew he means it.

Your tired eye lit up from his offer, immediately you both set off to work.

The whole time Wanshi sat next to you, you typed away in your report. He offered pointers and help fill in details that you missed. At one point, you couldn’t remember a portion of an event. Your brows furrowed together, thinking long and hard however, you still couldn’t recall the memory, “… I don’t remember what happened then. Didn’t we met the an android in an underground city or something? Or did we found a simulation projector?”

“… I didn’t get dispatched to a mission like that.” Wanshi replied.

He continued, “I was with the Grey Ravens for a bit at the south exit. I manage to clear a bunch of corrupted guarding around it. Needless to say, it’s a fairly easy job.” You began to type down what Wanshi said as he continue with his account, “The corrupted was nothing out of the ordinary, just a little slower in movements… To be honest, I don’t know much after that. Until the Grey Ravens arrived.”

Wanshi yawned, and you followed. Eyes feeling a little sleeping from your fatigue.

“Captain didn’t look to happy with me though,” Wanshi added, his account started to become daydream-like, bring you into a dreamy trance. He stretched his arms and lean down on the table, “… The grey ravens said something about Kamui being stupid…”

“…Stupid?” You questioned.

“Something about breaking formation and wrecking the powerhouse or something…” Wanshi blinked slowly.

Another yawn escaped your lips. Resting your head on your hand, you began to slouch and typed slowly with one hand.

“Does that ring a bell for you?” Wanshi asked.

Staring at the screen you didn’t reply, for it’s a tiring job to speak. So, shook your head. Eyelids heavy as you continued to listen to Wanshi talk. The nature of his voice is soft and quiet with a monotonous vibration. It easily became background noise to you as you continued to worked on your report.

It took a while for you to notice you were writing in circles, endlessly putting words on the document without reaching a point. Re-reading what you wrote it felt that Wanshi’s account was just as fragmented as your memory.

Your brows furrowed as you re-read everything until you felt a jolt from your table. You jumped to see Wanshi snap awake. He head looked around for a few second. He had been dozing off on your table; while almost falling off from it.

Quickly, he readjust himself. Bring an arm up, he rested his head on his hand, expression looks uninterested.

Although he promised to help you his self-serving attitude soon took overwhelmed him. The more tired he felt, the more his mind wander to your bed.

“What was the stupid part about again?” You asked.

“Something about breaking formation… and about endangering you, Your constructs were to leave first. Kamui was with you.”

Wanshi sat as you typed away. He gave a little yawn and spoke, “ You know, you don’t have to hand it in right before the year’s end, right?”

You stopped and looked at him puzzled.

He continued, “In general, when you hand in a report to any ministry, it just sit there for months because they have a lot of other reports to go through. This is why Celica hates writing waivers, because it takes a long time to get a response back.”

Getting up, Wanshi made his way towards you and said, “Commandant, I am tried. Let’s just call it a day.”

“I can’t,” you protested, “There’s still a lot of work to do- HEY!?” You yelled. The constructed at his point, had ignored you and slipped into your bed.

“Wanshi, you can’t sleep here!” You said.

“Hmm……” he only hummed in response.

Your frustration was bubbling, however, the more you look at Wanshi, you figured he will never budge. You sighed and slumped back to you chair. Head falling backwards, you looked up at the ceiling. It was just a blank grey space, but something about it makes it look more interesting than the mission report on your screen.

Suddenly, you felt an arm snake around your waist. It happened so fast, the next thing you know, Wanshi has hoist you up by his hip with one arm; like he was carrying a log.

Nonchalantly heading towards the bed, he yawned. “Wait! What are you doing!?” You wiggled about.

“…I am a medic in some way… I am just prioritising your well-being” He reply.

Practically, he toss you in bed before he, himself, slipped in and began to doze off.

“… the repor-”

“When humans don’t get sufficient sleep, the poorer their memory will be. You just recovered from memory loss, right?” Wanshi spoke as he remains asleep.

The room went quiet after that. Half of you was worried about your condition. The other half, you hate to admitted it, wants to just take it easy and give it a rest.

Without a word you doze off and drifted into sleep.

Temperature lowered and entering in deep sleep, Wanshi opened his eyes. He looked at you to make sure you were indeed fast asleep. Carefully, he got out of bed and went towards your computer. The file for the mission report was still up. Without a word, Hypnos began typing away. It took him a good half an hour to fill in all the necessary details.

Without a word, he returns back to the bed and continue his slumber.

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“What time is it?” You woke up groggily.

“Morning, afternoon, night… either of those three…” Wanshi answered, with his eyes still shut.

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Author’s notes:

First Wanshi fic!

I feel shamed that I haven’t got to Echos Aria. ;w; So, if the characterisation is a little wonky, I do apologise. I am just writing about hi based on his interlude and Affection Lvl.

BTW, if you are wondering which mission Wanshi is referring to, it’s the other one-shot I wrote: In Kamui, We Trust.

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tatesdiary · 2 years

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Nightmares

summary Elsa's group welcomes you after you manage to escape the clown's grasp, but nightmares still follow you every night. Jimmy helps with that.

tags short, set in s4 of AHS, female reader (but barely specified)

word count 658

a/n Since Netflix took AHS down I haven't been able to watch it, so I was stuck ok season 3 for like a year... Since I'm quite deprived of Evan content I watched the Jeffrey Dahmer show, but that's obviously not the same as Tate, Kit or Kyle :'D found a website on which I can watch and I HAD to write something for Jimmy. He's so cute. Also; I haven't finished season 4 yet

my other account for stranger things/BTS

Your nightmares of being back in the rusty his or whatever it was were more frequent, now that it was clear he was going around wildly murdering.

A police officer had come a few days ago, interrogating some of the others and heavily implying that it wouldn't be heard to shift the blame on them if necessary.

It had angered you, but before you could step in Jimmy had, and assured the officer in his usual dismissive way that they had nothing to do with the murders.

The officers had left in a grumpy mood, not bothering to even pretend to be nice.

After yesterday though, your nightmares had gotten worse again. You were a hundred percent sure you'd seen him again, just standing there with the awfully dirty bag in his hand, piercing eyes fixed on the twins.

You had been frozen in shock, trying to melt into the rough material of the tent. When you were about to tell Elsa about it he disappeared, every hint of him ever being there gone.

Waking up in a cold sweat was normal by now - if you were able to rest at all. Sighing, you drag your hands across your face before getting up.

It was close to 2 AM and the full moon shone brightly on the caravans before you.

You went around yours - you'd been lucky they had one left, otherwise you would've been forced to share one with the twins - and sat on the dry ground, staring into the night sky.

"Can't sleep?" You flinch in surprise, turning around in a hurry only to see Jimmy. He'd switched his usual tank top for a white shirt that sat tighter than the tops, a pair of seemingly old sweatpants low on his hips. He had his hands shoved in his pockets, an unconscious habit of hiding them you'd realized recently, and he looked more than attractive.

You clear your throat and try smiling, "Oh, you know. The usual," he knew about your nightmares since he asked you why you always looked tired after your third day here.

He shrugs and sits down next to you carefully, keeping a respectable amount of space between you (though you wouldn't have minded him any closer).

"Have you slept at all so far?" You pick at the grass in silent agreement. He huffs a little amusedly, "Yeah, me neither."

You furrow your eyebrows and look at him, "Why?" He tenses a little and after half a minute of awkward silence you're about to take your question back, when he answers. "The thing with Meep and everything," you may have only known him for a few weeks but you could read him enough to see he was blaming himself.

Without thinking you reach out your hand and lay it on his, hoping to be assuring, "Don't blame yourself, after all you didn't want this to happen. You thought you were protecting them, you meant well."

He turns his hand so he can hold yours, slowly and carefully as if leaving you space to back away again. It was truly devastating to see how insecure and unsure he was about himself behind all the charms and flirting.

"Don't be ashamed of yourself. Just because you're different doesn't mean you're bad," you tug his hand in your lap and lean against his side. His breath hitches and he looks at you. Silence stretches over you two, though this time it's comforting.

When he breaks it, it's with a question. "Uhm, you wanna sleep.with me tonight? Maybe you can sleep if you're not alone… you don't have to, of course, but you know."

He does the sweet smile he always does again and you almost coo out loud, before his suggestion sinks in and you grin as well. "Sounds great."

#evan peters x reader #evan peters #jimmy darling #jimmy darling x reader #american horror story #ahs freakshow

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overdevelopedglasses · 6 months

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The Simple Things

1507 words

Rating: General Audiences

Relationships: Kiryu Kazuma/Majima Goro

Characters: Kiryu Kazuma, Majima Goro, Sawamura Haruka

Majima is visiting Kiryu and the Morning Glory kiddos. Everything's going well. That is, until Majima comes face to face with a spider.

Chaos ensues.

Inspired by this post!

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On a peaceful afternoon at the Morning Glory Orphanage in Okinawa, Kiryu sits on the floor of his room, fiddling with some of his old Pocket Circuit cars. The children have shown interest in having a friendly race, and who is Kiryu to not let them indulge? The familiar car designs bring with them a heavy load of nostalgia. While his most prized car, the Cool Striker he customized for his hardest race, was kept safe on a shelf well out of anyone else's reach, his numerous other cars from both the 80s and the 2000s have been disassembled. An assortment of tires, bumpers, gears and motors were strewn all over the floor, as Kiryu rebuilt the cars to be as balanced as possible. The process, while different from building for optimization, brought Kiryu back to simpler days. Times where he didn't have all of this weight on his back.

He's grateful for this time alone, which he was only getting because Majima had come down to Okinawa for a visit. While the kids were initially all intimidated by the man, Haruka especially, they quickly warmed up to him once he showed that he didn't bite. It's a serene kind of alone, one that lets Kiryu lose himself in monotony and peace, and not have to worry about a kid drowning in the ocean. He sets down the newly customized Golem Tiger next to the other finished car, and picks up the frame for the third car, quietly humming a small tune to himself.

A scream pierces the air, and Kiryu's blood runs cold. All of the kids were outside on the beach today, so unless Majima just screamed like a little girl…

Dropping the parts onto the floor, he rushes out into the main room, and sees… well…

Majima is standing on the main dining room table, staring at the closed door of the kitchen.

"Nii-san?"

Majima's head whips over, and Kiryu internally braces himself for an attack.

"KIRYU-CHAN!!!!!"

Majima's shout carries fear, which is very unusual for the Mad Dog. Kiryu is unfazed, but definitely concerned.

"What do you need, Majima-san?"

"I was comin' in to get the kids some of those tiny ass water bottles," Majima explained, no longer yelling but still a bit shaken, "and when I went in the kitchen… Oh god, Kiryu-chan, I almost lost years off ma life! Please, I will owe you for this, but can ya-"

“Is it another bug?"

A silence falls between them.

“.....maybe."

Kiryu sighs.

“What kind?"

Another moment of silence.

“A spider."

Kiryu turns and walks towards the landing of the building.

“DON'T LEAVE ME HERE, KIRYU-CHAN!" Majima cries out, fear reentering his voice.

“I'M GETTING SOMETHING. JUST KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE BUG." Kiryu shouts back as an attempt to calm him down.

“I DON'T WANNA LOOK AT THAT SHIT! ARE YA CRAZY!?"

“NII-SAN!"

“FINE!"

Kiryu opens a cabinet in the landing of Morning Glory, pulling out his trusty can of Multi-Bug Kill Spray, and walks back into the dining room to find the kitchen door open, and Majima pointing at the floor.

“Ya little fucker… yer done! Ya hear me!? Goro Majima wins this one!"

“I wouldn't call this a win, nii-san." Kiryu replies, setting the cap of the spray on the table next to Majima's foot.

“Don't bust my balls in front of the spider!" Majima retorted.

“The spider doesn't care." Kiryu said flatly.

“I care!" Majima's outburst causes Kiryu to chuckle a bit.

“Alright, where's this…. Uh..?" Kiryu trailed off, noticing the spider was no longer where Majima was pointing. In fact, it seems to have disappeared.

Majima's eye went wide.

“Ohgodwheredafuckdiditgo." Majima said, spinning around frantically.

"Are you sure it was real?" Kiryu asks, really hoping he didn't have to deal with a spider infestation.

"My little shits try to prank me with those fake ass spiders ya get with those dumb prank books, so I know when one of those fuckers is fake… that shit was real, Kaz." Majima says with a shaky breath.

"I believe you, Majima-san. We just have to find it now."

Kiryu trepidatiously walks into the kitchen, scanning every surface for the creature. Nothing.

"Do you see it out there?" Kiryu called out.

“No.” Majima replied, his voice now unusually small and coated with fear.

“Come back in here, then.”

Kiryu walks back into the dining room, and Majima meets him there. An idea flashes through Kiryu’s brain that he wishes he didn’t think of, but now he can’t let it go until he checks.

“I hate to say this… but stand still, and spread your arms out just a bit.”

“Haw?”

Majima seems confused, but obliges with Kiryu’s order. As quick as he can, Kiryu looks Majima up and down, trying not to linger in one spot for too long. He even lifts Majima’s jacket at places, ensuring the creepy-crawly wasn’t taking refuge directly on the Mad Dog and Majima hadn’t noticed.

“Ya checkin’ me out, Kiryu-chan?” Majima's slightly less fear-coated voice attempted to tease the dragon.

“Do you want to know what I’m actually doing?” Kiryu replied, repositioning one of Majima’s sleeves.

Majima falls silent as his eye goes wide, his flirtatious remarks falling away as what Kiryu assumes is a newfound fear fills him. He chuckles at Majima’s misfortune, but desperately doesn’t want to give him room to catch him off guard.

“The spider isn’t on you, nii-san.” Kiryu says, trying to feign confidence, and stepping back from him.

“Well.. it could be on you, Kiryu-chan.”

“What?”

Before Kiryu can protest, Majima starts to examine Kiryu up and down, taking noticeably a bit more time than Kiryu did with him. He silently thanks his past self for taking a shower that morning. Silence feels the space, and Kiryu becomes hyper-aware of every movement from Majima, and can almost feel his eye wandering around his body. Kiryu swallows, trying to erase whatever is happening from his own mind.

He feels his shirt lift slightly, as Majima's warm breath hits his lower back, and Kiryu has to fight an oncoming rush of redness to his face. Majima giggles quietly, noticing Kiryu’s fists clenching.

“Ya like that, Kiryu-chan?” Majima says almost against his skin, making the fight even harder for poor Kiryu.

“Now’s not the time, nii-san.” Kiryu says through gritted teeth. He wasn't even sure what was happening, just that it couldn't happen now.

The two then hear a loud stomp, and both men practically jump out of their skin. Kiryu feels the back of his shirt fall into place as he turns towards the entrance to Morning Glory. His heart immediately slows as Haruka enters the space and sees him staring in her vicinity.

"Hey, Uncle Kaz! Are the pocket cars done yet?"

"Hey, Haruka. Uh…. Not quite. There's only a couple more left, but I got a bit distracted by a bug." Kiryu looks behind him, and sees Majima's eye wide, practically pleading with him. Kiryu resists the urge to smirk. "Majima was helping me find the bug, but we seem to have lost it."

Majima's eye goes back to normal, gratitude filling it. Kiryu smiles ever so slightly, and cocks an eyebrow to say 'You're welcome.'

“A bug? You mean the big spider?”

Kiryu sees Majima’s eye go wide again.

“Did you see it, Haruka?” Kiryu asked his daughter, shifting his focus back to her.

She nods, and holds up a shoe that Kiryu only now notices is in her hand. “Don’t worry, I killed it. I have to wash the bottom of my shoe though.”

Kiryu lets out a small laugh as Majima sighs next to him.

“Nice work. Just don’t leave any spider bits in the sink.”

“I won’t.” Haruka then turns to Majima. “Oh, Uncle Goro. Taichi and Mitsuo were asking for you.”

Kiryu sees Majima go through many different emotions at once.

“Oh… uh, I’ll be down there in just a second, Haruka-chan. Just have to… y’know, actually do what I wanted to do up here.”

Majima and Kiryu exchange an awkward glance, as Majima clears his throat and walks into the kitchen.

"Did I say something wrong?"

Kiryu looks down at his daughter.

"No. I think that's the first time he's heard you call him that. Must've got to him."

Haruka nods. "Makes sense. See you in a bit, Uncle Kaz!"

Haruka runs into the kitchen. Kiryu sighs, and chuckles to himself.

How did I get so lucky?

Shaking his head, Kiryu walks back into his room, and decides to pay attention to the voices he can hear through the thin walls of the orphanage.

“You wanna see the spider?” one says.

“HELL NO! Get that shit away from me, Haruka-chan!” the other shouts.

A chorus of female giggles echo into Kiryu’s ears, and he smiles. Sounds like he’ll have to invite Majima back to the orphanage, especially if he’s getting along with Haruka enough for her to tease him.

Though, he makes a note to check for spiders if Majima agrees to come back.

#my writing #ao3 #yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #rgg #kiryu kazuma #majima goro #haruka sawamura #kazumaji #link in title #*rings bell* come get your food kazumaji nation #first fic since Tojoctober! a fun one to write too :)#glad the energy from tojoctober carried beyond the month #more will definitely be coming!#Just decided to put the ao3 link in the title... makes more sense :)

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reveriewons · 7 months

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— 💼 bags. ... n.riki x fmr , friends to ❔, wc 839 , warnings y/n lowkey has abandonment issues , fear of rejection not proofread in which hanging out alone with your best friend makes you nervous ... but why? ( bookshelf ) note my first fic on here yay ^^! this is pretty short, but enjoy nonetheless!

HAVING RIKI AS YOUR BEST FRIEND was both a blessing and a curse. Blessing because, well, he was always there for you when you needed him. If you were struggling with something he was there. If you needed comfort there he was, by your side, giving you reassurance. As much as it is a blessing to have him as your friend, it was also a curse with his playful and teasing banter. The constant "You're so short!" remarks whenever you needed his help getting something from the top shelf. But it doesn't mean you don't tease him back. I mean, you two tease one another daily.

That's your thing with him. It's not that it bothered you much, because that's what friendships are. It's a love-hate relationship.

However his lively personality isn't the only so called "curse." This was on you.

Ever since the second grade, you've always felt a little something for him. Every time he would talk you would feel sick with butterflies swarming your stomach. But you didn't think much of it, you were only six at the time!

As the years progressed however, the more you understood those butterflies. Every single encounter with him ( which is a lot ) had your stomach being taken over by butterflies. Up to now, your stomach has been filled with nervousness and excitement, knowing the fact that you were sitting next to riki on the couch.

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Every second counts , I don't wanna watch TV anymore.

You weren't even looking at the TV anymore. He was immersed in the movie like how you were getting lost within his beauty. Seriously, how could someone look so gorgeous and handsome every day? You swore he gets cuter everyday, curse him.

You want to confess. So bad. But you don't even know if he even feels the same. Does he? No, there's no way he would. He's already claimed to have a crush on someone at school. But what if it's you? It's only wishful thinking of course, but what if? You're so caught up in your thoughts that you don't even realize he's facing you.

"Helloo? Earth to Y/n?" Niki says, waving his hand in your face. Then he snaps.

"Huh? Oh. Is the movie finished?" You say, taking notice of how quiet it got. The TV is off and it's just the two of you sitting face to face.

"No but you weren't paying attention to the movie. More so you were taking interest in my handsomeness. I don't blame you though, I am pretty cute." He sends you a wink and smirks at you. So he did notice, is it that obvious? Your feelings you mean.

Can you figure me out?

"Shut up, I was just thinking of um...some stuff."

"There's nothing wrong with admiring me Y/n. Just admit it! I'm cute and handsome!"

"What the fuck? No! Why would I tell you lies?"

"Whatever. What you were doing says otherwise."

You rolled your eyes at him. "I told you I was pondering in my thoughts, not admiring you."

"Ok then, whatever you say. Penny for your thoughts? What's going on in that pretty mind of yours?" He says, his playful tone turned into a soft and gentle one. You could feel yourself getting red. God how much you liked him.

"Um...Well..." What were you supposed to say? That you like him? Your feelings towards him? No, you can't. If you confess it could be the end of your friendship. He would end up leaving. Or you would at least. Too embarrassed to face rejection from your best friend. But what if? You sigh.

He looks at you in worry, or maybe in admiration? Whatever it was you could tell he wanted to know. "C'mon Y/n, you can tell me anything. You know that."

"I don't know Riki...maybe not this thought of mine. It's too much." Tell him. Your heart is telling you to tell him. Your feelings. But your mind is saying no.

Pardon my emotions I should probably keep it all to myself.

"No. Don't do that, you always do that. It's not good for you. What's the worse that could happen anyway?"

Everything. You would lose him. That's what you would like to say. But you can't. You stop yourself from saying anything that could take him away from you.

"It's nothing Riki, really. Thank you for your concern though but we should just...go to bed." You hear him sigh, you could tell he's a bit frustrated. Because, after all these years of being friends, you shut yourself out until you break. He doesn't want to push you into telling him. It's the last thing he would ever want to do.

Riki gets up and starts making his way up to the bedroom, his bedroom. Leaving you alone in the living room. Not really alone though, your thoughts was still there. The lingering feelings and the thought of confessing was there with you.

"Maybe one day I'll tell you how much I really like you."

Walking out the door with your bags

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excerpt of a thominho fic i didn't finish + a very minimal mention of nalby

-warnings: kissing while intoxicated, not proof-read, suggestive

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Somehow they ended up in the same Uber. Reality dawned on Minho as he had sobered up with Winston sitting between him and Thomas.

Minho realized that he should have gotten in the same Uber as Newt and Alby, but he couldn't find them at all. Someone told him they ditched the party to go somewhere else, and that somewhere else might have been the apartment complex Newt and Minho shared.

So now, he's sitting next to Winston who's drooling as he leans foward with Thomas sitting on the other side. Minho sighed, he looked at Thomas, who just stared outside the window.

"Hey, Thomas," Minho whispered making sure he didn't wake Winston up, "You won't mind if I crash at your place, do you?"

Thomas whipped his head around, "What?" He whispered shouted.

"...Nevermind." Minho looked away slowly, keeping Thomas in his peripheral vision.

"No, no, you can, it's just... I wasn't expecting guests." Thomas sounds desperate, making Minho more intrigued.

"Don't get your panties in a twist. I'm trying to avoid walking onto Newt and Alby..." Minho grimaced at the thought.

"Oh, right, sorry." Thomas responded, glancing over at Minho.

Minho didn't know if it was the alcohol, but he swore this guy was way more gusty than this.

But all of it seemed to sound like fun.

-♤-

Thomas leads him to the fourth floor, a sharp right and the third door down on the left. All of these notes were taken with Thomas's consent, or so Minho hopes, because he's certainly memorizing this.

He unlocks the door, it's surprisingly clean besides the clutter on the small desk that's crammed in the corner. One of the bed's were empty, catching Minho's attention.

"Did your roommate move out?" Minho asks, throwing his thumb behind his back the bed. Thomas looked at him, like a deer in headlights.

"Huh? Well yeah, but he might come back," Thomas was leaning over, tidying his desk, "He dropped out, but he's three years younger than us so he has more time to do more stuff."

Minho hums in response, and goes to sit down on the rolly chair that was placed near the desk. He looks up at Thomas, his hands in his lap. Maybe right now wasn't the time to sober up for Minho, but he realized, he shouldn't be here. He shouldn't be in a room with a guy thats a friend's friend... and plan to do who knows what.

"Minho, how long are going to stare at me for?" Thomas placed down the last book that he has to stack, and it lands with a thud.

"Dunno... wanna enjoy you in every lighting." Minho mumbled, going to cup his face but Thomas grabbed his wrist, intercepting.

Minho was taken aback, maybe he should leave. But that thought was out his mind when Thomas pulled his wrist to bring Minho's face closer.

"Fuck... that was hot–" That was all Minho could get out before he realized Thomas's lips were rough against his. A tiny groan slipped out Minho's lips, he used his hand that was still tight in Thomas's hold, to guide Thomas onto his lap. Slowly pulling him in by the neck.

Thomas stood straddling Minho, the chair scarily leaning backwards. The kiss was breath taking, literally, Minho didn't know Thomas was such an intense kisser, but he loved it.

Minho tugs on Thomas's lower lip, yearning for more of this madness. His tongue sliding over Thomas's, the pressure from the latter's tongue drove Minho for more. Minho's hand that wasn't in Thomas's possession, slid down to his waist, so he'd really sit on his lap. His hand sliding further to grope his ass, making Thomas's hips jut towards Minho's. A whiny moan pulling out of his lips.

Thomas's hand was tugging Minho's hair, making sure he doesn't move. Minho's jaw goes slack, letting Thomas lead. The kiss was getting sloppy and Minho was just pulling in Thomas for comfort. Thomas was the first to pull away, fluttering his eyes open.

"You're fucking insane." Thomas says out of breath, a smile creeping on his red lips.

"You don't like it?" Minho batted his eyelashes, making Thomas laugh.

"And thought I was good." Thomas mumbled, Minho's hand came and brushed hair out of Thomas's eye.

"You are, just not as good as me." Minho placed a peck on Thomas's lips. They sit there for a couple minutes to catch their breaths.

#thominho #tmr #tmr minho #maze runner #tmr thomas #my fic #should i finish this #based off of lana del reys song you can be the boss #but... its not at that part but hopefully u get it yk #kissing

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