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clairecrive · 3 years

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"Sunshine" - Sirius Black x reader [Requested]

This is for the anon: Sirius/Remus (You pick) with reader who has problem expressing themselves, so they use stuffed animals? To elaborate they have a dog which is happy, bird which is excited, cat when lazy, frog when sad, owl when tired, and unicorn for confusion? I know it’s complicated, sorry if this was a waste of time, Wish you luck!

A/N: I end up choosing Sirius bc idk it felt more fitting. Hope you like this x

Warnings: nothing, this is pure fluff, maybe language

Word count: 1.4K ish

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"Hey sunshine, I got your frog. What's wrong?" you say when entering the boys' bedroom.

It was just after breakfast so everyone was either hurrying towards their lesson or already in class, leaving the dorms and in general the Gryffindor tower empty.

Well, almost empty considering you and your precious boyfriend were still here.

As a matter of fact, you were on your way to class when Sirius' patronus found you and handed you a frog. Knowing exactly what it meant, you turned around and hurried back down the corridors.

Now, it may sound weird for your boyfriend to send you a frog, out of all the things, but there was a reason. Neither you nor Sirius was very good at reaching out and asking for help when something happened. Since it was something you had in common, you couldn't really blame him. But, after the first month of you dating, it was causing more harm than good and you knew that it was something you needed to work on if this relationship was to go on.

So you talked about it and came up with an alternative system. One that didn't involve words and therefore made reaching out and express your feelings easier. And yes, it involved stuffed animals. Well, when you were in the same room anyway. You restored to patronus when you were not together.

If anyone thought it weird that both of you started carrying around stuffed animals, they didn't show it. Even if they did though, neither of you would have cared much since this method was actually working and had, in fact, saved your relationship.

It was also a great way to quickly check on each other. Receiving a dog, meant the other was fine, happy even, a bird would mean that something exciting had happened or the other had exciting news to share, But a frog, not that was something you dreaded receiving.

It was bad news. It meant that something happened and the other needed comfort or at the very least for their significant other to be there for them.

Hence the reason you almost ran to Sirius, doing your best to skip the step of the stairs that lead to the boys' dormitory without falling on your face.

Last time you had seen Sirius was yesterday night before heading to bed. You had slept in and therefore missed breakfast. What could have gone wrong in such a short amount of time, you wondered. You just hoped that it wasn't anything gravely serious.

The sight that welcomed you when you finally reached him was disheartening, however.

Sirius was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He didn't move, nor when he heard your footsteps nor when you spoke. He just held up an open envelope for you to see and nothing else was needed. You knew what had put him in bad mood.

That goddammit psychotic abusive family of his.

Oh, how you hated them.

The idea that someone couldn't see how wonderful Sirius was and not only that but also the fact that they actively went out of their ways to send him hate and harmful letters even when he was far away and had cut any connections with them?

Fucking absurd.

Sighing, you walked to his bed and quickly stepped out of your shoes before lying next to him. "Do you want to talk about it?" you almost whispered.

Propping you heard on your hand, you gently moved away some of his curls away from his face. He was still not looking at you but he softly shook his head at your question.

Okay, you thought.

You lowered your hand to his face so that your fingers could start tracing his beautiful face. Leaving a small kiss on his temple, you reached out so that your arm was around him. Your kisses slowly moved all over his face. His other temple first, then his forehead. His nose. His cheeks. When it came to his lips, you stopped and just hovered over them.

Gently turning his face to yours, you waited for his eyes to meet yours before speaking. "They don't know the real you, my love."

If only he could see himself the way you saw him. If only he could see how false his family's words were.

"Everything they say is a blatant lie because they do not know you"- emphasis on not - "because if they did, the would agree with me."

The sadness and the hurt in his eyes were so evident that you had to fought tears back. You knew that this was something he had to face on his own and that your words were just that - words. Almost useless. But you had to do something and if there was even the tiniest chance that he'd actually listen to you then you'd try anyway.

"And you know what I think?" you smiled softly at him, your fingers trailing over his bottom lip, "I think that you're amazing. Precious even."

You were sure this was going to come back to bite you in the ass when he was feeling better. Merlin knows how Sirius' ego doesn't need to be stroked. At least, in public, that's how he behaved. But you knew him. You were lucky enough that he had let you in and showed you this side of him that no one knew existed outside his close circle.

He didn't say anything but his eyes didn't move from yours so you took it as a sign to keep going.

"There's no one out there who is so effortlessly brilliant like you are, my love." Leaning back a little from his face, you put some space between you after leaving the smallest of kisses on his lips."And I know for a fact that there is no one out there who cares about others like you do." Emphasizing with your eyes the "no one" part, you were able to coax the faintest of smiles for him.

You had noticed that your weird facial expressions amused him and apparently they worked in these situations too.

"Do you know why I call you sunshine?" You continued, a smile still on your face but your tone more solemn. You had a feeling that it was something he had wondered about since the most obvious choice would have been finding a nickname related to stars. And you knew how much Sirius was interested and fascinated by them.

"Yes, you're named after a star but I don't think it really matches your personality. See? Another proof that they don't know you at all." You lean back to sit on your feet.

"People don't notice stars unless they look up at the sky." Taking one of his hands in yours, you start playing with his fingers. "But you, my love? It would be impossible not to notice you, Sirius." Leaving a kiss on his palm, you intertwine your fingers and hold his hand close to your chest right where your heart is.

"You shine bright like the sun, making everyone around you aware of your presence. And yes, sometimes it can be annoying, but you know what?" At this, his smile grew a little knowing that what you were saying was more than true. Everyone knew that Sirius could also be spelt annoying on most days, especially during class. He got bored easily since he didn't need to study as much as everyone else to understand a concept. Thus, making it his mission to make someone do something with him that isn't studying.

"Everyone misses the sun when it's gone and never tire of it when it's there." Squeezing the hand you were holding, you hoped to have helped a little. Maybe you did, or maybe you didn't but all your efforts were rewarded when Sirius smiled at you. This time he gave you a real smile. As a consequence, yours got bigger.

Letting his hand go, you cradled his face in your hands and gently pulled him to you until your noses were touching. His hands, in turn, moved on your hips and used them to pull you to him as well so that you were now straddling him.

"Come here, you big sap." And pulled you even closer to him so that his face was now in the crook of your neck, his breath tickled your skin. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders in a tight embrace. Oh, how much you loved this boy.

"Only for you, my sunshine."

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yandere-society · 5 years

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can i request y/n, having escaped either yandere hoseok or jungkook years later, living her new life with her new bf/husband (one of the members heh), when hoseok/jungkook barges in- while her new man is home.

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Admin/Writer; Chinkbihh

Trigger Warnings; blood, murder, slight gore, mention of brainwashing, if children in yandere makes you uncomfortable pls don’t read, also trash writing so that’s fun

Words;1.2k

“Determination becomes obsession and then it becomes all that matters.”

Hoseok always considered himself to be a clean person.

Or, at the very least, someone who partook in acts that would require the least amount of pick up.

But in this case...a mess somewhat came with the territory.

Still, Hoseok supposed he could’ve done the deed a bit more elegantly than what he had. He had no one to blame but himself for this mess.

Blood was splattered everywhere, painting the once pirstine and white tiled kitchen as a crimson mayhem. The owner of said blood laid face down on the floor, lifeless with a knife sticking out the neck that continued to ooze out blood.

Hoseok ‘tsked’ and moved over to the sink to wash off any leftover stains on his hands. Stepping over the corpse in the process, the new murderer muttered, “Poor bastard didn’t even see it coming.”

In fact, this husband of yours almost deserved it.

He stole you from Hoseok. An act that was unforgivable by any realms of truth. Then the fucker was dumb enough to take a stranger in who claimed to be an old friend of yours.

Friend.

Hoseok laughed out loud at that.

How absurd...

He was more than a friend. A fucking friend didn’t describe an ounce of what soul bound there was between you and Hoseok. It was meant to be. Something that wasn’t up for debate. A fact that should just be accepted by everyone around the two of you.

Hoseok frowned once more as he recalled that your husband had let him in without question, even offering him a drink before Hoseok attacked from the back.

So you hadn’t told your ‘hubby’ about your highschool boyfriend?

Hoseok suspected that if you had told him about Hoseok then the guy wouldn’t have been so keen to let him in. In the past, you did have a tendency to tell other classmates that Hoseok was ‘obsessed’ and a ‘stalker’. He didn’t hold it against you though, he rather liked the cat and mouse game that you two had. And that fact that you didn’t warn your husband only aided the theory that Hoseok had been suspecting all along;

You knew he would come back. You were just waiting for him like the good girl you were.

As Hoseok took a dish rag and dried his ruby-stained hands, he began to walk around the small house in inspection of your new life.

It wasn’t a grand house with elaborate decor, instead it was humble and cute. Your preference of simple interior design was spotted all around. The home was utterly normal, a traditional ‘stater home’ for a family of three. As it should remain that way.

Three.

All that will change is the husband. But that was easy to do, like replacing an actor with an eager understudy. Hoseok was all too willing to sweep in and take the responsibility of a father and a husband.

He supposed he should start getting to know his new son.

From the family portraits hung on the wall (Hoseok cringed and made a mental note to make his family get new ones now that he was here) he could gather that your son was very young, most likely between the ages two and five. The youngster had your eyes and hair, but there was no denying that the overall facial structure belonged to his dad and his dad alone. Yet there was enough of your features for Hoseok to find himself gazing fondly at the boy, this could’ve been very different if he was a direct copy of his biological father.

Hoseok wanted kids of his own the resembled him, one day. But there was always time to have some more children, he was certain that your son would love a younger sibling.

‘Seokjin sure was a lucky guy.’ Hoseok thought to himself. And it was true, this ‘Jin’ fella had everything Hoseok had ever wanted. The most perfect woman to call his wife and a child that was evidence of the love they held for each other. But like they say... ‘all good things must come to an end.’

What they also say is, ‘dress for the job you want, not the job you have.’

This is why Hoseok decided to take matters into his own hands and get everything prepared for his little ducklings.

He went into the master bedroom and sifted through the closet for a different set of clothes, something not tainted with blood stains. Jin was a bit more broad than him, but Hoseok paid it no mind and happily changed into his clothes. The man had a safe wardrobe, Hoseok observed with amusement, but that was to be expected of a family man.

Next, Hoseok returned to the bloody scene of the kitchen and began to drag the body out into the backyard garden. It wasn’t elaborate by any means, the main goal was just to get the body out of the house. It was a temporary fix as he figured he can keep you and the child away from the body for at least a few days before he would be forced to drop it into a ditch a few towns over.

This was considerably proven when Hoseok stepped back into the house to catch the sound of a large school bus rolling by, the laughter and squeals of children filling the empty air and echoing back within the small homes’ walls.

Grinning, Hoseok practically skipped to the front of the house to rip open the front door and watch his son arrive from school.

Already a proud father, Hoseok awaited the boy.

As you pulled up to the the familiar drive way of your home, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at the living room window that glowed with life.

So Jin was up. He just hadn’t been answering your texts.

When you had texted him (about two hours prior) about making dinner tonight, you had just assumed that he was being an ass and didn’t want to cook. Why else wouldn’t he text back? Thus, the steaming bag of take out that sat beside you in your car.

You really hated having to resort to junk food to feed your family, but you were just so busy and had to work within your sons’ bed time. Besides, your son had a healthy diet. You and Jin always made homemade meals for him. What harm can some occasional chinese take out do to him?

You got out of your car and grabbed the food, prepared to walk in and nag Jin’s ear off about his failure to communicate with you.

Except when you entered the house, a sight was waiting for you, making you shut your mouth just as quickly as you had opened it.

A bloodcurdling sight that had the bag of take out falling from your now limp and clammy hands.

“H-Hoseok?”

The man was sat with your son on the floor, smiling and talking gently to the boy as they played with blocks to build miniature buildings. God knows how long he had been left alone with your child.

Your son turned to face you, baby face morphed into an expressive smile that pulled back his doughy soft cheeks as he whimsically called out, “Mommy, you’re home! Why didn’t you tell me I had another dad? He’s much better than the old one.”

(Okay so like Im sorry this was bad and short but my brain is literally fried due to the most intense exam of my life. i’m sorry...also why was it so hard to find cute hoseok gifs? Idk I liked the gif but like it didn’t scream yandere ya know? This is chinkbihh….signing out I guess....)

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