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minisugakoobies · 2 years

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On Bended Knee | JHS

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Genre: smut, fluff, established relationship, non-Idol!AU

Rating: M (18+)

Warnings: swearing, drinking, kissing, oral sex (m receiving), exhibitionism, OC gets a lil’ possessive when she's tipsy

Word Count: 500 on the dot again

Disclaimers: NSFW, I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me

Summary: Someone's eyeing your man, so you decide to do something about it.

Prompts: fluff #50 “this isn’t adrenaline, i want to spend my life with you." & smut 23 “i didn’t like the way they were looking at you.” & 24 “have they ever touched you like this?” & 32 “are you jealous?”

A/N: For @folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog ! It was difficult to choose between the fantastic prompt combos you picked, Christine. I hope my choice lives up to your expectations! Thank you for your sweet messages! They always make me smile. 💜

Unbeta’d as usual. I’d love to know what you think - my inbox is always open! 💕

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Yoongi’s wedding reception is a raucous affair. As is expected, given his friends, especially your boyfriend, Hoseok.

Sitting at your table, finishing your… third? fourth?... glass of champagne, you admire the way your man commands the dance floor. But you aren’t the only one watching his every move, as you catch sight of her staring over a glass of wine.

Hoseok’s ex. Ol’ what’s-her-face. (Fifth glass?)

Sure, they’d broken up ages before you started dating. She’s no threat to you. But fuck if you ‘ll let her look at your man like that.

You storm onto the dance floor. Hoseok’s delighted expression at your appearance quickly turns to surprise when you yank him back to your table.

“Jagiya? Everything okay?”

“Hardly,” you growl. “You-know-who’s here.”

His eyes widen. “Voldemort??”

“What? No! Your ex.”

“Ah. Right… and?”

“And I didn’t like the way she was looking at you.”

Hoseok blinks once, twice. A cheshire grin spreads across his face. “Jagi. Are you jealous?”

“No. I’m mad. No one gets to look at you like that except me.” Glancing over his shoulder, you locate her again. Still eyeing him.

Well, then you’ll show her who he belongs to.

Hoseok’s trying to reassure you that you’ve nothing to worry about when you press him into a chair. “What are you doing?”

Instead of answering, you lean over, kissing him. He doesn’t protest until you break away to check if she’s observing the two of you.

She is.

You drop to your knees, crawling under the table.

“Jagiya??” Hoseok’s hiss reaches a Defcon 4 level of panic. “Are you about to… ?”

“Wanna play. Can I?” You pause on his zipper.

Hoseok’s thighs twitch. “O-of course you can, but you know we’re in puuhhhhhh my god!”

Such a pretty cock, not too veiny, just thick enough that you can suck him off without breaking your jaw. Which is exactly what you do as Hoseok slams his hands down on the table above you, scrambling for something to hold onto while you messily slurp and swirl around him.

“Has she ever touched you like this?” you demand, hands stroking.

“No, never,” Hoseok groans. Lifting his hips, he thrusts into your mouth. His needy gasps get faster and faster until one of his hands slips beneath the tablecloth to grab at you. “Fuck, jagi, I’m gonna - gonna - “

The loud music swallows his whine. You carefully lick him clean, hoping that nothing has prevented her from watching the show. Even if you were hidden, you were sure she’d recognize Hoseok’s o-face.

“Goddamn it, I love you. Marry me.”

You freeze.

Poking your head out from under the cloth, you peer at your boyfriend. “That’s your orgasm talking.”

He laughs, cupping your chin. “Not the orgasm. This isn’t adrenaline, I want to spend my life with you.” He produces a little red box from his jacket pocket.

All thoughts of her vanish as you grin and disappear back beneath the table.

“Now what are you doing?” Hoseok yelps.

“Celebrating.”

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hcpefulmarshmallow · 6 years

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@soaringpilot-and-littlewing reblogged for a starter

Nagito didn’t so much fall asleep as he did pass out. He was very used to sleepless nights and functioning with them, but between his illness and the baby, he’d never been more exhausted.

After another up-again, down-again night, Yuuki had finally drifted off, and his exhausted guardian had all but collapsed on the sofa, promising himself just a moment’s rest; and then he’d go put the baby in his cot.

Next thing he knew, he was waking with a start.

“Marshmallow! Where--” The baby was no longer nestled in his arms; and as quickly as panic welled up inside him, it subsided again as he glanced around the room, eyes falling on...

“Tomoyo-san?” And in her arms was the baby, happily drinking from a bottle. “Ah-when did you get here? I didn’t hear you come in.”

#(*cinemasins voice*#falling asleep on the sofa with a baby after hours of trying to get it to go to sleep #only to wake up and the baby's not there #and you panic at first until you find love interest caring for baby cliche)#c: Tomoyo Ingarashi #soaringpilot-and-littlewing #ᴠ: sᴍᴀʟʟ & sǫᴜɪsʜʏ & sᴡᴇᴇᴛ [baby!au]

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kunstvogel-archive · 4 years

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Words on Wednesday

I wrote 1173 words of my YJ: Outlaws AU yesterday and I wanted to share a little something from it, because I’m quite chuffed with myself. So without further ado, two little snippets of Dick Grayson angst:

"Bruce, it's Littlewing," Dick croaks, the tears finally spilling over. He makes it into their temporary headquarters before he hits his knees, cradling Jason's body in aching arms.

Bruce is there in a heartbeat, and Dick hears his dismayed, "Jason," before he coaxes the boy's body out of Dick's hold. Dick can't bring himself to watch as Bruce takes him away. He wraps his arms around his ribcage, curling into himself as he's wracked with sobs. Connor's hand returns to his shoulder, and M'gann joins them shortly, rubbing slow circles into his back. It's meant to be soothing, but Dick just feels cold, brittle. He can't stop the tears or the gasping sobs, even when his chest starts to hurt.

"He murdered Jason!" Dick snarls. "Paralyzed Babs. Why does he deserve any mercy?"

"He doesn't," says Bruce coolly. "But you do. You kill him, that's something you can't ever take back. It'll stay with you for the rest of your life. I don't want to see you carry that burden, son."

#my fic #young justice #batfam #dick grayson #bruce wayne #jason todd #am i coping with grief via fanfiction?#you bet i am #bruce is a bad dad but not on purpose lol #yj: outlaws

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bangtanstanst · 5 years

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Love Me Do | 3 [FINAL]

part one • part two • part three

You knew that friends with benefits arrangements don’t tend to work out, and you knew that setting it up with your bandmate, of all people, wouldn’t be wise. But you were stupid enough to do it anyway.

≽ pairing: hoseok x reader ≽ genre: band au, fwb2l(wb fjksl), light angst, fluff ≽ warnings: implied smut; reader and hobi play a game of how oblivious can you be and tbh the answer to that is ‘so oblivious that it hurts’ ≽ word count: 3.4k

continuation of @xenobotanist’s request

a/n: hellooo, I hope you’re all doing well! It’s deadline season at uni rn so my week is pretty full, but so far I’m (barely fdjksl) managing so yayyy💪💪💪 I still have the weekly fic for you guys, at least ;) I hope you enjoy this one♥♥♥

›› tag list: @nambewb @dimplemono @rumpucis @hopetookmysoul @folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog ‹‹

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You’ve been drifting in and out of sleep all night, laying on your back with your eyes closed as you listen to the soft pitter patter of the rain against the hotel windows. For what feels like the fiftieth time tonight, your body grows heavier, and you’re slowly starting to sink into yet another bout of sleep. Tonight’s rounds of vodka and tequila seem to have gotten to your head, though – you feel woozy.

Letting out a breath, you flutter your eyes open. A siren wails in the distance, cutting through the light noise of rain against glass before it fades away seconds later. You remain unfazed, however, simply staring through the darkness at the white ceiling above you, heart beating steadily, hands folded over your stomach.

He said your hair looked nice.

When your heartbeat picks up yet again, you exhale slowly, closing your eyes once more. You need to clear your head, one way or another – some air, is what you need. With another sigh, you roll your head to the side to look at the alarm clock – 04:19.

Cursing underneath your breath, you look up at the ceiling one last time before you make up your mind. With another sigh, you roll out of bed, your eyes half closed as you slip into your shoes, opening the door to your room’s small balcony and slipping outside.

The cold night air plays with your hair as you sink down in one of the chairs, your eyes still half lidded as you hug your knees and stare off into the distance. It doesn’t feel much different than inside, and neither the cool breeze nor the rain against your skin is much of a distraction. On the contrary – all the cold does is make you recall the feeling of his warm lips on yours.

Even worse, it’s making you crave it.

Heaving a long sigh, you lean your chin on your knees, feeling a shiver run down your spine when the night air creeps underneath your shirt. You’re starting to wonder if it’s going to be this bad every time you so much as talk to Hoseok – quite honestly, you’re starting to wonder if you should’ve listened to Seokjin in the first place. Had you just kept your mouth the hell shut, you wouldn’t have been moping right now. You could’ve still run off to his room and kissed him.

“Can’t sleep either?”

Your eyes widen and your gaze snaps to your side, a sharp breath leaving your lips when you see Hoseok sitting on his own balcony. It’s so close to yours that you can hear him even over the city noise, that you can see him in more detail than you expected. He’s dressed in a hoodie and sweats, the dark fabric glistening in the soft yellow glow emanating from his room – his hair is the same, and you notice small droplets of rain are rolling down his skin.

“Are you– are you wet?” is the first thing you blurt out, leaning closer to squint at him.

He smiles softly, letting out a laugh. “Well, that does usually happen when you sit in the rain for a while.”

You can’t help but chuckle and you nod, tearing your eyes away from him to look at the glittering skyline in front of you – you don’t feel like you should ask how long he’s been sitting here for. “So why can’t you sleep?”

There’s a short silence, and you glance aside at him to check if he’s still there. He’s looking down at his hands, resting in his lap. The darkness of the night masks his facial expression, but you swear you can see him chewing on his bottom lip. “Just thinking,” he answers finally, lifting his head to look at you.

You hum, laying your head on your knees as you look back at him. “About what?”

He falls silent for a moment as he keeps his eyes on you, blinking fast. Wind howls in your ears, you ignore the harsh shivers running down your spine – and despite the heavy feeling in your chest, you realise it is also a breath of fresh air, talking to him like this. No nerves – you feel more relaxed than you’ve felt all night.

Maybe you can live without that kiss after all.

“Just… stuff. Today, mostly,” sounds the eventual reply.

“What, something go wrong at the concert?” you ask, standing up and lifting up your chair to plop back down closer to the edge, ignoring the raindrops melting into your hair and your pyjamas as you hug your knees once more.

He shakes his head, looking down at his hands. You swear you can see a small smile curling at his lips, but at this point, you’re not quite sure of anything – this might as well be your sleep-deprived mind making things up to entertain itself until it finally decides to shut down. You wouldn’t be surprised. “No, it was before that,” he replies finally. “And after. And maybe also during.”

Resting your chin in your hand, you tilt your head. “You’re really gonna need to be more specific than that, Hobi,” you tell him softly, sending him a smile.

Another pause. He abruptly shifts in his chair, throwing his legs over the armrest so he can face you fully. “I –” he starts, lifting his eyes to yours. He puckers up his lips, frowns, averts his eyes to the skyline, his hands draping over his knees. “See, there’s this girl.”

Yeah, maybe you’re not quite there yet. “Oh?” is all you say, all you can get out. You can feel your heart ache as his words echo in your head, and it only seems to sink when his smile softens, his head tilts, and his eyes practically start to glitter in the moonlight.

He nods. You wish he’d look away so that you can at least wince, or bury your face in your hands – but you have to keep your pokerface, because his eyes keep burning into yours and you can’t find the strength to look away yourself.

“Yeah,” he replies, resting his elbows on his thighs. “And I thought this girl and I were just friends. Like, for a really long time. But then… well, pretty recently, she said something to me that really got me thinking and I just –” He lets out a sigh and looks away, shaking his head. “I realised I really fucked up with this one, Y/N.”

You frown subtly – you don’t think you’ve ever heard him mention another girl, but you won’t let yourself be surprised. You shouldn’t be, really. “Why would you say that?”

“I just know,” he returns, his voice almost too low for you to hear. “I know I missed my chance with her,” he adds through a long exhale. “I deserve it, anyway. I didn’t treat her how I should’ve.”

“Wait, so she’s told you this?” you inquire, sitting up. Whatever your feelings for him, however much you wish his words were about you right now, you still know you should be a good friend and help him.

Besides, it’s really too late for you to run back inside without looking weird.

Hoseok is silent for a moment. His eyebrows furrow as he looks at you, mouth opening and closing, opening and closing before he speaks, “I think so.”

“Then you need to ask her to clarify,” you tell him.

His eyes widen in surprise, his eyebrows shooting up. “What? But she –”

“Alright, so here’s the deal, Hobi,” you interrupt him, shaking your head as you lean back in your seat. “If you don’t tell her what you’re telling me right now, you’re right. You’re definitely missing your chance.” He deflates subtly, bottom lip jutting out. “But,” you add – he perks up again, your words seeming to pique his interest. “You never know what might happen if you just talk to her.”

You’re starting to wonder if you should, perhaps, take your own advice.

Breathing out a laugh, he shakes his head with a soft yet bitter smile. “I don’t think she’ll feel the same way, to be honest.”

“Hobi, stop assuming what she thinks,” you return, smiling in amusement – it’s really starting to feel like you’re talking to yourself. “Either way, you should just talk to her and try to make things right. Since you didn’t treat her how you should’ve and everything.”

He starts to nod, fixing his gaze on the balcony railing in front of him. The rain slows down, but it’s too late for either of you – you’re already soaked and shivering. “You’re right,” he says through a long sigh, lifting your eyes to yours. “You’re right,” he repeats, his voice louder, firmer. “I should tell her.”

Your eyebrows shoot up when he scrambles to his feet and shakes out his hair. “I didn’t mean you should call her at four in the morning, but I guess that’s a strategy,” you tease, chuckling.

“I’m not gonna call her,” he replies, hastily opening the door leading him back into his hotel room.

You open your mouth to ask him to elaborate, but he’s slipped inside before you can, and so you just throw him a weak ‘good luck’. Letting out a sigh, you turn back to the skyline in front of you, eyes glazing over and eyelids half closing as you let your gaze glide over the roads and buildings, up to the stars dotting the dark blue sky.

As you listen to the soft pitter-pattering of the rain, you feel yourself start to doze off. You know you should probably go back inside, put on dry clothes, go to bed, but you can't get yourself to move.

You did the right thing, echoes Seokjin’s voice in your mind. Closing your eyes fully, you let out a sigh. You know you did – but you’d love it if your heart would listen to those words of reason, too.

With a sigh, you open your eyes again, slowly getting up. Your hair, your clothes, your everything is heavy with water, but you don’t really care to squeeze it out, and you simply waddle back inside. You stop in the middle of your room, staring down at your feet as rainwater drips onto the carpeted floor, watching as it dissolves into the fabric, feeling too tired to even tear your eyes away from the sight –

A knock. Your head snaps up – someone’s at your door.

You pause for a moment, unsure if you should open it at this hour – but the knocking continues, and you let out an annoyed huff, jumping into action nevertheless. It’s four in the fucking morning and the guy my heart literally aches over has chosen a girl that’s not me – whoever the fuck you are, go back to bed. “Hey, dude, I think you've got the wrong door so will you please just –”

You swallow your words when you see who’s standing in front of you, lips parting in surprise.

Hoseok lets out a breath, sending you a small smile. “Hi.”

Your eyes are wide and your mouth opens and closes again and again, like a fish gasping for air. Your eyebrows furrow, eyes flickering over his face in an attempt to figure out what the hell he’s doing here – why he’s here, and not with whatever girl he was talking about. “What– do you want me to go with you or something?”

He chuckles softly, shaking his head. His hair is wet, small droplets of rain rolling down his skin, a subtle frown on his forehead. “No,” he exhales, slowly shaking his head. “I actually need to tell you something.”

Your frown deepens and you narrow your eyes. “What?” you inquire slowly, confused. “Wait, don’t tell me you want me to tell her for you.”

His smile widens and he shakes his head once more. “No, I –” he starts and pauses right after, heaving a sigh. He diverts his eyes to the empty corridor for a moment before he looks back at you, his smile faded. “You have to know, I don’t wanna make things weird between us, and I don’t– I don’t expect anything out of this, from you. But a really wise friend of mine told me I should give it to you straight, so I guess that’s what I’m doing.”

You feel like you should say something here, but you can’t get any words out of your mouth – you don’t even know what you should say. Instead, all you do is stand there, confused as hell.

The breath he lets out is shaky, and he’s blinking more than he usually does. He looks cold, too – you swear you see him trembling, even though the hotel is comfortably warm. “I just…” He bites his bottom lip, the corners of his lips trembling with a smile. “I’m here to ask you to give me another chance,” he blurts out. “To do right by you.”

The full meaning of his words still doesn’t quite register with you, and you let out a startled scoff, your heart sinking and your shoulders slumping. “Okay, if you came here just to try to get into my pants, I’m really not –”

“No! No, I –” He closes his eyes and lets out a sigh, shaking his head. “Let me start over,” he mutters, lifting his eyes back up to yours. He waits until you nod, though your eyes remain wary. “You said you wanted something real, right?”

Eyebrows furrowing, you slowly nod once more. A strange sense of nervousness is bubbling in your stomach as reality starts to dawn on you – and it really hits you when he finally adds –

“I want that too, with you.”

They’re simple words, yet they manage to completely knock the wind out of you. Hoseok is chewing on his bottom lip as silence falls, and your mouth falls open. Blinking up at him, you try to stay calm, try to figure out if this is one of your dreams again or if you’re actually here, in real life, standing in front of Hoseok when he just told you… that.

“Are you– is this a joke?” you finally breathe, eyes wide. You can feel your heart quite literally jackhammering out of your chest, and you feel like you might as well explode right here, right now, in this silent hotel hallway at four in the morning. “Seriously, if you’re just trying to get into my pants, you really are at the wrong door tonight, Hobi.”

“No, no, I swear– I’ll fucking stay as far away from your pants as humanly possible if that would convince you,” he breathes, shaking his head again and again. His hand raises from his side, though he quickly diverts it to play with the strings of his hoodie – he actually looks nervous.

Your hesitation, your disbelief is starting to slip away from you. Yes, this could be some weird dream. Yes, this could just be your imagination.

But it feels all too real.

There’s more detail in his face than you could imagine yourself, from the small frown adorning his forehead to the smile wrinkles at the corners of his mouth, to the way he takes in a shaky breath as he continues –

“Look, you’re– you’re just so fucking kind and beautiful and talented, and I can’t believe it just took me so long to realise that these– these feelings I have for you are not just platonic that I fucked it all up and I just…” He lets out a long breath – it surprises you, considering it seems he’s wasting all of his lung capacity on getting his sentences out. A smile teases over your lips, a strange sense that feels like relief washing over you. “I’m sorry. You can– obviously, you can say no, I totally get it if you –”

You don’t quite know the how or the why, but his sentence is suddenly cut off when you leap forward, capturing his lips with yours, making him stumble back in surprise before he wraps his arms around you.

You know you’ve kissed him a thousand times before. It certainly isn’t the first time you’ve had your body pressed up to his, it certainly isn’t the first time his hands brush your skin, run through your hair, and it also isn’t the first time you can feel your heartbeat speeding up when you pull him closer – but wow. What you’ve told yourself so many times in the past, in surges of misplaced hopes and expectations, suddenly feels so true. This is different – this is real.

And you can’t wait to get more of it.

“Wait,” he breathes, pulling back just as you take a step back, attempting to pull him back into your room – but he remains rooted to the spot. “Is that– is that a yes?”

You let out a laugh and you start to nod, your eyes half closed as you run a hand through his wet hair, your cheeks burning up. A strange sense that suspiciously feels like relief washes over you as you look up at him, and you can’t help but grin. “A giant yes.”

Hoseok sighs, his shoulders relaxing, and he mirrors your bright smile. “I promise I’ll do right by you,” he says firmly.

You laugh softly. “It’s okay, Hobi, I –”

“I really will, you know,” he insists, letting him pull you further into the room when you grab a fistful of his hoodie and gently tug at it, taking a step back. “I’m not fucking up this time.”

You laugh as the door falls closed behind you, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Hmm, sure,” you tease, suppressing a giggle. It’s not like you don’t believe him – this is just more fun. “So you really are serious about staying away from my pants?”

He seems to catch onto your game and laughs. Quickly wiping the grin off his face, however, he pulls back, poignantly taking his hands off your waist and planting them on your shoulders. “Of course.”

You fight the urge to grin. “Even if I asked you to… not?”

He cocks an eyebrow, his smile returning at full force. “I mean, if getting into your pants is what it takes, then I guess I’ll have to take on that burden, won’t I?”

You giggle, taking another step back towards your bed. You’re both still wet with rain and you’re dripping onto the carpet, but you don’t really care. “Ah, yes, I’m sure that's the only reason.”

He kisses your cheek, slowly but surely moving to the corner of your mouth as you take another step back. Your eyes flutter closed, a small sigh escaping your lips. “Oh, definitely,” he mumbles against your skin. “And I’ll prove it to you.”

You smile in amusement, eyes popping open as a hand brushes your bare back underneath your pyjama shirt. “Oh?” is all you answer.

He grins. “Hmm,” he returns with a nod, brushing a strand of hair out of your face with his free hand. “Because I can tell you that you’re not getting into my pants for at least another few hours.”

Your eyes widen and you lean back, though you see none of the sarcasm you’d expected. “Oh,” you breathe out, heart starting to beat faster, cheeks heating up. “And how is that?”

He sends you a wide smile, his thumb brushing your chin. “Because I know this really great restaurant just around the corner that’s still open and I’m taking you out on a date,” he replies, quickly kissing you on the cheek and pulling away from you.

Your lips part and you open your mouth to say something, to protest – but he tosses you your jacket before you can even form a sentence. “We’ll see if we want dessert once we get back, hm?” he adds with a wink.

Dazed, you blink down at your jacket for a moment before you fully realise what’s happening – and then you smile, looking up at him, and shove his shoulder. “That was so corny I think I lost my appetite,” you tell him as you slip into your jacket anyway, grabbing your phone and your room key, then letting Hoseok take your free hand in his.

He just grins at you, pulling open your door to let you out, following you into the hallway. “Well, you better get used to it, sweetheart,” he says as the door falls closed behind you and you head towards the elevators. “There’s more where that came from.”

It feels weird to hold his hand out in the open, to have him call you sweetheart, to have him press a soft kiss to your cheek even before the elevator doors close in front of you – to not care about who sees because this is real now.

But you could get used to this indeed.

a/n: thanks so much for reading, I hope you liked it! Don’t hesitate to tell me what you thought of this series, what you liked, what could be improved, the whole shebang – I’d love to hear from you ;) I hope you have a great day/night wherever you are♥♥♥

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army-author · 5 years

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Oh. My. Gosh. Just finished Written On Our Veins and was that one of the best stories I've ever read or what? I'm still in tears! So marvelous! You are an exceptionally gifted writer-- gosh! I can't even fathom at how you put such a masterpiece together! It's divine.

Awwww :’) Thank you so so so much! I’m so glad to hear you enjoyed it! ‘Written On Our Veins’ was one of my favourite fics to write, so I’m really glad it brought you joy (and some tears too, sorry about that!) I’ll always hold this story close to my heart, and I’m glad that other people get to enjoy something I’ve created!

(I’ve answered your other messages under the ‘read more’ section, since there was a lot to reply to 💖)

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: I’m screaming! Red Faced was so precious and hilarious! “She knows too much.” Like, straight out of an action flick before the line, “She must be eliminated.” I’m dying from how wonderous this story was! Gosh, Christmas Hobi stories are literally my favorite. No joke. He is the epitome of Christmas, I swear. So I’m just going to go into my little shell here and squeal and die some more, don’t mind me. I love your stuff! Ah!

Asdfghjklll thank you once again! Seeing all this love in my inbox made me so so happy! I’m really glad you liked ‘Red Faced’. Christmas and Hobi really do go hand in hand, he’s just so filled with sunshine, he warms up all that December snow :’)))

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: Metallic Snow was sooooo fluff and sweet, I think I got diabetes! I think I came across this story some time ago, but never got to finish it as it was probably one of the ones that was left on my page as I walked away for a day or so to go about my life and tumblr and my phone conspired to refresh my feed and just go back to my home… But anyway! I’m just so glad that I found it again! Fate brought me back. Lmfbo.

Aw, it makes me so happy to hear that you found ‘Metallic Snow’ again, and that you like it! It truly was fate!!!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: I’m crying. A Story Book Ending was marvelous! My heart can’t take just how perfect your rendition of The Nutcracker was, with some liberties, and a gaurded Hoseok. Like, my head is spinning and my heart is in a flurry of emotions. I’m still reeling from the magic you wrote into the story– your own. Phenomenal! You’d better bet your butter balled butt that I’ll be reading the rest of your Hoseok works, even if it kills me! Heartache and all. Lol. Because that’s just what great Hobi stories do.

Ahhhh thank you :’’’’) Man, your comments are all so nice, and kind, and I’m crying over here, reading through all this! It makes me so ridiculously happy that my writing can have this kind of effect on you! I really loved writing ‘A Story Book Ending’, the nutcracker story is fun to re-write because of the magic and fantasy of it all! I’m so happy that I was able to capture some of that in my own writing!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: I’M CRYING. Soulmates or Strangers was so sweet, sugary and fluffy that I am fanning my cheeks and clenching my poor, bitter, lonely little heart! That ending had my heart in my throat, swelling to three times it’s size, leaving me gasping–choking–for anything to alleviate the bittersweet ache in my heart that I self-deprecatingly crave. I’m a mess. I’m a puddle of mush– a blob of goo left behind by your sugary tales of romanticism. And what is this pistachio latte and where can I find one?!

Aw man! Thank you so much! This message is so sweet as well, you’ve left me clutching my heart, overcome with love! I’m so happy my writing can have this effect, because as a writer, it’s my goal to stir up all these emotions in my readers! :’) Thank you so so much for your kind words!

(Also, pistachio lattes are so so good!!! There’s a small Itallian cafe in the city I study in, and it sells these lattes, and they are just… so delicious!)

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: Give Me Sunshine left me feeling so warm and fuzzy! Thank you for writing such sweet little pieces! (Even though it’s the sweet fluff that hurts the most, so I’m left with some residual nausea as well. Don’t ask me why– I’m a wreck. Don’t look at me.) But all because you’re such a fantastic writer and I have loved everything I’ve read of yours so far! I’ve come away smiling like a fruit loop and that’s because of you– so thank you! And Hoseok. But the Hoseok that you write, so it’s all you lol

Aw man, ‘Give Me Sunshine’ was one of the first fics I wrote for this blog! I’m glad it’s still getting love even now! I’m so glad you enjoyed it! :’) It makes my day to know I made someone else smile!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: I am sufficiently crying now. Like, my head is grating, stomach in knots, bile rising, throat constricting… Sorry, Mama was remarkably written and well drafted, as all the other works of yours that I’ve read, but something about this angst had me feeling like I was being personally attacked, and yet– not. Lol. I know I wasn’t. Like, it hit so close to home on some things, and then shot way out into left field in the same moment. Anyway, phenomenal use of writing to the readers subconscious’.

I think ‘Sorry, Mama’ is still one of the saddest fics I’ve written, even though I’ve written fics where worse things happen. It was quite a personal story for me, which is probably why it’s so filled with emotion. Anyway, I’m so sorry that I made you cry, but I guess I’m also glad my writing was powerful enough to get that reaction?

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: Just read Anniversary (Hoseok’s Scenario) and that’s literally just what I needed after reading that pile of steaming angst that had me up to the bathtub’s brim in salty tears. Lol. Anyway. This was so precious and sugary sweet! I loved it. Always!

Aw yay! I’m glad I was able to repair the damage after ‘Sorry, Mama’!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: BAHYE SATAN!! White Chocolate Chip Cookie has so many emotions stirring up inside of me for only having 400 words and I can’t handle this! Don’t look at me. I love white chocolate chip cookies, and cuddles, and warm blankets and hot chocolate and– GIXKYDKHU. NO. NO NO NONONO. *cries in the club* Why must you torment my heart, so? I know it’s my own fault for reading the cavity-inducing fluff, but when you put it out there, and it’s so phenomenal– I CAN’T RESIST THE TEMPTATION! You are satan.

I love cookies and cuddles and warm blankets and hot chocolate too! Which is why I loved writing this fic so much :’))) I’m so sorry for putting the temptation there for you, heheh!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: But you’re also an angel. >.

I’m conflicted too! Am I an angel? Or a devil? You’re giving me very mixed signals haha! But no, sorry to disappoint, I’m not a Korean man! I’m just a girl with a lot of stories in her head :’)

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: Oh my gosh. Okay, you really need to stop. (But please don’t.) Kissing Santa was so freaking precious and my stomach is in knots and I am dying on the inside and– NO. Just– no. Lmbo. The whole scene was just perfect, my heart is overflowing in warmth and cotton candy and sugar plums and I just want to cry into hot chocolate by a fireplace wrapped in a blanket. You are too marvelous at this!

Ahhh I’m glad you liked it! I have a soft spot for domestic family aus, so ‘Kissing Santa’ was a lot of fun for me! Thank you so much for all the compliments, I’m blushingggggg!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: The Nutcracker was remarkable; phenomenal; splendiferous! I love Christmas so much, and along with it The Nutcracker, especially Tchaikovsky’s musical suites composed for the theatrical/ballet adaptation. I just love how you refer to Hoseok as the Nutcracker, himself, making it all the more romantic and enchanting. I know the Christmas season has passed, but I honestly would celebrate Christmas all year round, just for the feeling and tidings it brings. But, then it would become dismal.. 🤷🏼‍♀️

I love Christmas so much too! Especially the build up to it, it never fails to stir up all these happy and nostalgic feelings for me! And yeah, Tchaikovsky’s music for the ballet is so nice, I like to listen to it when I’m writing! :’) I’m so glad you enjoyed this story!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: Ecstasy is For… was brilliant; magnanimous. One in a million. Wh-what? I’m not crying! You’re crying! I should really stop. I’m getting too deep! Lmbo. My emotions are clouding my judgements and now reality is mixing with fantasy! Who is what and what is why?! Just kidding. No, but seriously, your work is truly remarkable. I adore everything I’ve read, even if I wind up crying like a messy toddler. Lol.

asdfghkllll I can’t handle all these compliments, my heart is going to explode!!! :’’’))) Thank you so much!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: Uuugggghhhhhh. Lucky Black Cat is so precious and cute and I want cuddles and coffee. Lmfbo. Everything about it was to die for! My poor little heart is putty in your writer’s hands.

‘Lucky Black Cat’ was a lot of fun to write! I love supernatural/ witch aus, and adding a barista au on top of that is just perfect. I’m glad you enjoyed it, that makes me super happy!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: Oh my God. Growing Pains is so fluff and precious and hilarious and I just CAN’T with how fabulous it all is. That freaking ghost. Lmfbo. There’s some show or book where this old ghost haunts a dorm (or was it simply a house? Idk) but he was a funny old guy who liked to tease the couple, but was also a pervert, so he liked “to watch”, but they’d usually catch him and yell at him to get out. I wish I could remember! Lmbo. Anyway, that’s kinda how I picture this guy.

Oh my gosh, that old ghost sounds so funny! I’m laughing at you imagining the ghost in ‘Growing Pains’ that way! I mean, when I was writing it, I was more imaging the ghost as being well meaning, and wanting to get two hapless souls together, but this interpretation is way funnier!!!

@folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog said: UUUUGGGHHHHAAAA…! Silence to My Noise. Just. Ugh! So cute. I mean. I can’t. Oh God. My heart! The flutters!

And MY HEART is fluttering from all the love you’ve sent into my inbox! I’m crying from all of your kind messages! I really appreciate all of them! They brightened up my day, and I’m really grateful for the time that you took out of your day to read all those stories, and to tell me what you thought of them! It fills me with joy to know my stories can have these kinds of effects, and it’s inspiring me to write all the more! Thank you so so much! I can’t quite express how happy all of this made me, just know I’m smiling like crazy right now!

#answered #folkpunkrock-littlewing-blog #<3

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awkwardknight · 2 months

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How I imagine it felt like to Little when Red started stalking him obsessively pre-reveal (He got anxious bout his bby version)

Jsjsjsjsjs exactly

#arkham knight #arkhamverse #jason todd #red hood #littlewings au

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feebledetective · 5 years

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☀☀☀☀☀☀☀☀- SoaringPilot-and-LittleWing

|| Flowers Are Nice || No longer Accepting ! ||

[ Oh wORM OKAY THAT’S A LOT BUT!! I’ll do my best to try to keep this as short as I can if I have to, and we’ll start with you, Icy! ]

@soaringpilot-and-littlewing

[ Icyy, you’re as cool as ice!

My pal, my dude- I love you! I honestly think your OC’s are amazing, especially with the backstory you told me through our DM’s. I didn’t think Shoichi’s backstory could be so. Angsty but- I honestly appreciate him more now that I know more about his backstory. Tomoyo too! I like how she gets along with people like Tanaka and Komaeda, possibly even Seiji in an AU of somesort but she’s p cute!!

I have seen a bit of your art and I wanna say it’s cute! It’s old-school, and nostalgic to me, which is really neato! Keep up the great work okay! I enjoy chatting with you whenever I get the energy and time to, you’re really nice and fun to chat with. The antics the siblings can go through with Shuichi is always a nice thing to talk about! You’re a great person, and you deserve a lot of good things to happen to you!

I want to thank you for understanding my situation when I wasn’t feeling too well about a ship. I appreciate that you listened to me and you were really considerate of it, not a lot of people actually do that and I honestly admire that of you.

I know your situation isn’t going well, but I hope for the best, I’m proud you made it this far and don’t give up okay! I’m here for you and I’ll do my best to support you if needed. Thanks for being part of my life, Icy! ]

@subserviiient

[ MCDONALD’S SNAKE- FOUND THIS ONE IN MY HAPPY MEAL!

Snake, I know we haven’t done a lot just yet, but you’ve?? Been so kind to me?? Listen you’re!! Really easy to approach, and you’re really funny honestly ! I’d love to get to know you more because you really do seem like a nice and fun pal! A grimace stan too!

I can never ever stop my McDonalds joke with you and I’m really sorry in advance if it gets old- I can stop if you want kjHNMK

I may not know a lot about Ensemble Stars, but I really like your portrayal of her. Let her mom Shuichi because he needs a mom…Whether it’s in his normal verse of Idol AU- I love the things you write about her too and she does make me laugh from time to time!

Honestly, you make me laugh, I’m so glad that we got to talk at some point and I’d love to get to know you more! So far you made me combust from the sweet things you said and I’ll die one day.

Keep up the great work and thanks for everything, Snake! We got Grimace to thank for our friendship~ ]

@pressmyluck

[ Okay, I know you’re likely not going to see this now but I hope one day you’ll see this. I know your situation right now is probably not good, especially since I haven’t heard from you in a while but I am hoping you’re safe and okay because you really do deserve it!

You’re a sweet angel, you’ve supported me throughout the summer and so forth, and you made me learn a few things about myself? Honestly, I think my summer would have been a bit boring without you. I know I met lots of people but you!! You made it fun for me! We made lots of memes together, we supported each other, we talked about Seiji and Ko and just- Fun stuff! I love you!!

Your writing is amazing, this goes for all of your muses. Whether it’s Ko, Hinata, Yoosung…It’s clear that you care for them a lot! I want you to remember that roleplaying is a hobby, if people don’t like your portrayal, they’re a lost for cause. Don’t push yourself a lot, you’re good okay!!

I swear to God if I could I would have given you the biggest hug because you deserve it! Please don’t be hard on yourself for not talking to me, I promise you’re good!! I fully understand your situation and I don’t want to drain you.

Thank you so much for everything, you precious cinnamon roll, I really hope things are going to be okay on your end and I can’t wait to hear from you again! Take care and stay safe~ ]

@rollingsnowsmasher

[ Who is this cinnamon roll.

Becky, please have a seat. You’re?? So nice?? Excuse mE- But for real, you have really helped my mood at some point and seeing your art is really cute. I love it! They really inspire me to try to draw, even if they’re just sketches! I may not know a whole lot of your muse’s fandom but I…I love the child…SHU-BRO IS NICE A AA,,,

Also, I know we only just started talking about this but. Do you wanna know the lvl of excitement I felt when I found out you like/know of one of my special interests- lISTEN YOU AND I ARE GONNA HAVE LOTS OF SILENT HILL TALKS OKAY…I GOT SO HAPPY WHEN I FOUND OUT YOU ALSO ROLEPLAY AS HEATHER!! A AAA YOU ARE A BLESSING TO THIS EARTH- You also know of LISA the Painful I think and I’m just. Combustion. You are a veteran if you played that game, you have my utmost respects-

You’re such a sweetheart though, for real, you are so nice and I don’t know how or what I did to have someone like you come to my life?? lISTEN I MELTED WHEN YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO HUG ME,,,,SWEETHEART,,,, I’ll send you lots of hugs okay!!

Beck, you’re wonderful and you are loved plus a huge blessing in planet earth, I don’t want you to ever forget that. It’s a huge pleasure to have you in my life and I’d love to get to know you more and do more with you! ]

@fvkasc

[ hello new phone, who’s this stinku?

kJHBNSJ I KID I KID BUT- FUKASHAY!! FUKASHE!! I LOVE YOOU, YA MOOF!! This is where I don’t know if I should be serious or be fooling around but I’ll be doing both for the sake of this meme child.

I LOVE WRITING WITH YOU….IT’S NICE….Honestly I can’t wait to write with you again and you’re getting me midly motivated to try out Hatsune Miku/Calne Ca but I’m too much of a wuss to make a blog for them so they’re exclusively private but ah.

You’re such a sweetheart though, you made me laugh numerous times and all of the jokes we have together are honestly wild and I LOVE….. You’re a great pal, and I’m really happy to have you around! Love you so much, you egg! ]

@omghoshii

[ Hey hey, you you, wanna ship 10 boxes at my home-

Bepsi, Bepis, Bep- You’re great! Like, holy hell I feel bad for being dead silent again because I genuinely appreciate your support and your kindness, and I want to apologize about that first. Secondly, have I ever told you that I love your Ryoma?

It’s nice to finally find someone who also loves and appreciates Ryoma…He’S A GOOD BOI AND DESERVES SO MUCH!! Seeing him happy/feeling okay in our threads are so nice and sweet like you don’t even know how many times I smiled whenever I see him having a nice time!! He deserves a lot!! I can hear his voice in my head when readin the dialogs and you’re doing an excellent job roleplaying him. I love reading your stuff and your writing is- :insert okay hand emoji: :insert 100 emoji:

As mentioned above, I love your support and kindness. I enjoyed chatting with you and I stated this 1000000 times now but I love your hUMOR KAJSHD– I also love your art too!! It’s really cute and unique!! Would love to do more with you and I hope you’re having a proper sleeping schedule. Because I swear sometimes you would sleep when it’s 1-3PM or 11PM I– I think once I saw you went to bed at 10AM??? I COULD BE WRONG THO DON’T TAKE MY WORD FOR IT BUT- SLEEP……

I love ya, dude! ]

@liersymphcny

[ Ichiii you’re gR8-!

We don’t have lots of threads going on and we haven’t spoke a whole lot as of recently but you’re great and I appreciate you! I love the dedication you put with your muses like- god damn that’s a lot of them how do you manage man– They’re all really good, and don’t think for a moment that your portrayal isn’t good because it iS!! IT IS AND THAT’S WHY I WANNA ROLEPLAY WITH YOU!

Your edits are also rEAL gud!! I love seeing them so keep up the excellent work okay!! You’re a really sweet and fun friend too, I enjoy chatting with you and I hope you’re doing well, hang in there, pal! It’s real nice having you around and thank you so much for everything, Ich! ]

@its-all-in-the-cards

[ scree lENA!! MY CHILD!!

We haven’t done a lot yet, but listen, your interpretation of Celeste and Junko are spot-on!! I love how well you write them, and sorry in advance that we don’t have lots of threads going on-?? I’d love to have our muses interact more even if I’m clueless when it comes to ideas but it’s always nice to see you!!

Talking to you is also really nice, you’re thoughtful, you’re caring and you’re just a lovely person okay!! I saw your cosplays and I LOVE….15/10 LISTEN I- YOU’RE DOING A FASCINATING JOB KEEP IT UP OKAY!!

I appreciate you, Lena! Thank you so much for the nice things you say and take care! It’s Love On Lena! ]

#[ me: i'm gonna make this short. ]#[ does this even look short to you???? ]#[ i literally spent nearly 4 hours on this kjBNAK ]#[ BREAK TIME.... I'LL FINISH THE OTHER ASKS SOON THO- ]#[ thank you sm for sending them tho!! I really appreciate it Icy! <33 ]#| pda ? // |#soaringpilotandlittlewing #| Asks |#| OutOfClues |

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raisans-art · 2 years

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Why did Grian leave his clan in the first place in the hermitclan au?

Littlewing (Grian) was highly coveted by his clan. In his clan, their warrior ancestors in StarClan took a much more hands off approach to guiding them. Really, they loved to watch, and the clan loved to put on a show for them. And Littlewing was special among them.

He could feel StarClan’s presence. Their paw prints, their claw marks, their eyes. Where the rest of the clan was blind to their existence among them, Littlewing could merely feel the mark they left on his clan. His clan said he had been “Seen”.

At the end of the day, he couldn’t handle the feeling of hundreds of careless eyes watching his clan and doing nothing, even when they faced hardship.

#hermitcraft #grian #hermitcraft fanart #hermitcraft au #hermitclan au #ask raisans #evo watchers

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jamaisjoons · 4 years

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Djdjfejjshdjufjfj The Dragon's Princess. I just. Okay. Just wow. That was beautiful? Like, my heart is in shambles. So sweet! I love any shifter!Hobi story and this one certainly delivered. So sweet, so protective. UwU

!!!!!!! Thank you so much!! I’m super chuffed you enjoyed owo 🥺💕

#asks #au: tdp #folkpunkrock littlewing blog

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revengeworld · 6 years

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Let the Past die. XVI

Zombie Apocalypse AU

Kylo x Reader (+ Solo siblings)

Words: +2.500

Warnings: Swearing, Fighting... just the two idiots haha

AN: A littlew bit of fluff a little bit of angst, the perfect mix! :DD

MY MASTERLIST

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Previous Chapter - Dreams

Chapter 16 – Brothers will be Brothers

It felt like the longest trip they had ever made, maybe it was because they were going home and would need to leave their privacy behind, but it just felt exhausting.

The snow had picked up and the drive back took longer and longer, that they even couldn´t find a place to rest, so they head to sleep in the drivers cabin, cuddled against each other to keep warm.

“Ben probably took Matts last nerve.” Y/N chuckled at that thought and was almost glad when they finally saw the selfbuild fence again.

Uncle Luke opened it for them, so they could bring the Truck in.

It took almost two whole hours to get everything from the Truck inside but it definitely was worth it when they saw Bens sleepy but happy face.

“Hello my big boy!” Y/N kneeled down to pull him into a long hug. “I got you some new clothes wanna try them on? I really can´t endure your belly button any more.” she chuckled while pulling the new sweatshirts out.

“Dinosaurs?” the small boy yawned and she nodded.

“Sorry buddy, but they only had these.”

“No there awesome...” he mumbled quietly in her arm, almost ready to fall asleep again.

“He did a lot of work today.” Matt explained to her, while taking the clothes out of her hand, so she could hold the boy, that was falling asleep in her arms.

“Thank you.” she mumbled, before picking up Ben to bring him back up in his bed.

“N...No problem...” Matt stuttered lightly and Kylo only huffed, while helping Luke to stow away the food.

“We found a few construction sites and hardware stores, were we can get our stuff for spring.” Pushing the Map against Matts chest, Kylo tried to look into his eyes but his older brother avoided them.

“Well it was a long drive. It´s best when we rest for now, could you take care of the rest?”

“S...sure.” Matt took the bags from Kylo and retreated to the kitchen, while Kylo slowly walked up the stairs, he didn´t know why, but something felt off. Maybe it was because he had spend so much time alone with Y/N that he felt possessive when another man looked at her. Brushing over his eyes he entered their bedroom. Y/N and Ben totally knocked out when he climbed under the blanket with them.

When it was supposedly Christmas eve, Kylo and Y/N sneaked down into the living room to prepare the presents for everyone, while Uncle Luke was loudly snoring in his bed.

“Do you think they will like it?” she whispered quietly while hanging the small tree with fairylights.

“It´s the best we could do.” Kylo only shrugged with his shoulders, placing the poorly wrapped presents under it.

“You don´t seem very cheerful today...” crawling over to him, she sat down in his crossed legs and wrapped his arms around her.

Sighing he placed kisses against her hair.

“It just feels like something is off… Didn´t you notice Matts weird behaviour? He started to stutter again.” he mumbled into her ear and she only shrugged with her shoulders.

“Maybe you are just to anxious after what happened...”

“That´s not what I mean, he especially is stuttery when he is around you…”

Realising what her boyfriend just had said, he turned her head slightly to look at him.

“Are you implying that Matt has a crush on me?”

“Well you are basically the only girl around and even though he is such a big nerd, he probably has … desires.” Kylo tried to explain his worrys to her, but shuddering at the thought alone.

“Well then he has enough `material`.” shrugging her shoulders she placed kisses onto his knuckles.

“Excuse me?” Kylo suddenly got serious and turned her around in his lap.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Calm down, he just saw me in my underwear. Once. The Night you almost died and left me behind. I needed to change quickly to get you your blood.” placing a hand gently against the side of his face he nodded, slowly stroking his nose against hers before he stole her lips with his.

“I´m still yours and will be in the future. So don´t be jealous. Just talk with him.” cuddling against his brode chest, she closed her eyes before she heart the tiny steps of ben who came running into the room.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS!!” he screamed of the top of his lungs before jumping onto the both, while look sat now confused in his bed. “Can I open my presents?”

“Sure go for it!” grabbing Bens face, Y/N showered it in kisses while he tried to avoid them.

Letting Ben search for his gifts, Matt was slowly waddling into the room his blonde locks standing up in all directions.

“Good Morning...” he mumbled while rubbing over his sleepy eyes, putting his glasses back on his nose.

Kylo leaned his head onto Y/Ns shoulder who was taking a picture of Ben when he finally unwrapped his presents.

Maybe he was really just imagining things, but he could swear that Matt was staring at her legs from time to time.

“Aren´t you cold in those shorts?” Kylo asked her quietly before pressing a few kisses against her temple.

“just a little...” she mumbled, totally dazing off in his arms from all the cuddles.

“Then get into something warmer, before you catch a cold.” nodding, she slowly stood up and vanished for a few moments, coming back in Kylos big sweatpants.

He only shook his head with a smile and greeted her back in his arms.

Otherwise it was a normal day, Ben was constantly switching between the things they had got him, comics, toys and the new clothing that Y/N was trying just trying to get him to wear.

“Arms up!” pulling the new sweatshirt over his head, she grinned. It was a lbit big, but he would definitely grow into them.

“What´s with you guys?” asked Luke, while Kylo and her just sat there, watching them with their presents.

“Oh we got lots of presents already.” she grinned wide before placing a kiss onto Kylos cheek.

“Yeah, we didn´t think it would be necessary to wrap that stuff when we used it already.” Kylo shrugged with his shoulders before taking a sip of his coffee.

“Is Y/N now pregnant?” Ben suddenly asked and Kylo almost spit his whole coffee on the floor.

Coughing, Y/N started to pat his back before looking shocked at Ben.

“Where did you get that idea?” she asked sweet, but ready to get that someone a slap against their head.

Pointing at Luke and Matt, she threw them a furious look.

“W...we just disgust the possibility!! How to make this place secure if something like that would ha...happen!!” Matt quickly waved his hands, scared that both of them were gonna give him a punch.

After Kylo calmed down and could breath normally again, he sighed deeply.

“You guys don´t need to worry about something like this. We discussed this topic already ...” taking Y/Ns hand he pressed her lightly against him, before letting his lips rest against her scalp.

Avoiding the gazes from the others, Y/N looked onto the floor leaning more against Kylo.

“Sorry, we shouldn´t have brought it up.”

“Oh, I had really liked to be an older brother...” Ben said, sad about these news as well.

“Ben you would be an uncle, you idiot.” Kylo laughed and ruffled through his hair.

“I don´t want to be an uncle! Uncles are always old, have you looked at Uncle Luke lately?” the small boy complained and all of them started to laugh.

Spring took a long time to come, but it was finally here.

“Will you be alright?” Y/N slowly letting Kylo pull her closer, his hands resting on her hip.

“I will be fine.” he promised and showered her face with kisses, which was also covered in a few streaks of paint. Her hair was in a chaotic bun and her hands were covered in paint as well. Ben didn´t look any better.

“We just grab the rest of the wood and be back in a sec.” kissing her lips one last time, Luke loudly cleared his throat.

“Don´t make the little one uncomfortable.” the old man said and they both looked down to Ben.

“What are you looking at me for. I´m not the one almost puking.” the black haired boy said and pointed at his other older brother.

Matt was already standing at the passenger door of the Truck and rolled his eyes.

“Well we will be off...” pulling her into another kiss, he let his hands wander over her behind and she lightly chuckled into the kiss before hitting Kylos shoulder lightly.

Watching them leave, she and Ben waved for a while, before returning to the half finished expansion of the wooden hut.

“Just this last bit and we are finally done.” Kylo mumbled to strike up a conversation.

“If you hadn´t ruin the last patch, we would have been finished already.” his older brother huffed, annoyed and frustrated, which they had to endure the last few days, especially Kylo.

“We would have been biter food otherwise!” pulling up to the hardware shop, Kylo stomped onto the brake.

After the last few weeks, there was tension between the two older brothers and not just from Kylos side, Matt was throwing blame around left and right.

“Sure, you always got an excuse for everything.” Matt hissed and walked around the big storage hall.

“What the fuck is your problem?!”

“Kylo who always get what he wants. Kylo the Artist in the family. Kylo the big hero of everyone. I could puke every time I look at you!” the blonde suddenly turned around furious.

“Come on then, let it all out, Matty.” holding his Arms wide open, Kylo was already readying himself for a fight if it would come to it.

“I´m fed up with your bullshit! Oh how everyone loves the talented Kylo. I worked my ass of for this damn family, but nooo, you who could play some wrong tunes on his first guitar got praised like it was gods work!” Matt started to scream and started threw thing around.

“You were never at home! As soon as you could leave you were gone! Focused on your studying instead of coming to visit, don´t fucking blame it on me! Mum and Dad tried but you always pushed them away!” Kylo countered, avoiding a screwdriver that was flying his way.

“The big Kylo who could ruin everything and still would be forgiven by everyone! I mean you killed Y/Ns parents and she still falls in love with you! What does she even see in you?!”

Pressing his hands into fists, Kylo only scoffed.

“I fucking knew it. That is your problem? That I won´t let you fuck my girlfriend?!” he was ready to pounce on Matt and break his goddamn nose until the noticed the loud pounding at the door, that suddenly broke down, biters swarming in from everywhere, probably lured by their loud screams.

“Fuck! Get up on the shelves quick.” pulling Matt to the high industrial shelves he boost his older brother up, before climbing after him. Matt quickly pulling him on the highest shelve.

Looking down at the undead, Kylo took a deep breath.

“Well shit...”

“Kylo...” Matt mumbled after a while, his legs pressed his chest, while he was staring down at the biters.

“Matt, just shut up, otherwise I´m really gonna throw you down there.” his younger brother sighed, rubbing over his eyes with an annoyed grunt.

“I´m sorry. I´m always getting so frustrated since we were basically caged in the whole winter. Every little thing gets me ticking and I just don´t know how to handle it. Maybe it´s just because we were always together 24/7 without having any privacy and endure each others company, but when we finish this it may get better...” he spoke truthfully and Kylo looked slowly up at him.

“Ben likes you more, Y/N likes you more, Our Parents like you more. Even Uncle Lukes likes you more and you burned his first scout camp down.” now even Matt started to lightly chuckle and Kylo groaned embarrassed.

“Oh fuck, don´t even remind me. I was so eager to help him with this damn camp fire… I run right into the gas canister.” shaking his head with somewhat of a smile.

“I got grounded for a freaking year and uncle Luke never trained me again. I felt so horrible...” shaking his head, he thought how banal this whole situation was now. Back then it was just a few burned tents but now they were sitting on high sheves full of wood, one wrong move and they could fall to their death.

“Wow. I really can´t let you guys out for 2 hours.” they suddenly heard Y/Ns voice and looked up to the roof were she was looking through an open window.

“Do I even want to know how you got here?” Kylo called up and she struck her tongue out.

“A bicycle, so be glad I didn´t get eaten!” they knew she was angry at them, because they didn´t call or anything but the walkie was in the truck with the rest of their stuff.

“Are you getting us out of here or not, babe?”

“Maybe I just leave you guys here, that would be a very educational lesson!” she hissed but looked around.

“How many?”

“Around 70.” Kylo counted and she sighed.

“You guys are impossible.” seeing that they didn´t even have any weapons on them besides the knifes, she rolled her eyes.

“I will lure them to the loading area. You guys get your weapons.” seeing her shadow, through the milky glass, carefully balancing on the roof, they soon heard loud banging on the other side of the hall.

Watching the biters attention switch to the noise the boys, soon managed to get to the Truck and get their silenced pistols, slowly thinning the group of biters.

Helping Y/N down the ladder, Kylo immediately got a hit against the back of his head which only made him chuckle, before he smothered her in kisses.

“Stop! I´m still angry with you! And you too!” she pointed her finger first at Kylo and then at Matt.

“Let´s get this damn wood and I need more paint.”

“Oh so you only came for the paint...” Kylo pouted lightly and she shot him a glare.

“I´m here, because I tried to call you to and nobody picked up.” constantly poking his chest Kylo just smiled down at her.

“God I love you...”

“Shut up!” she hissed against his lips before he kissed her again, but relaxed after awhile.

Matt just giggled at the two before they took the stuff they needed.

At the end of the day, they had finally finished there work, and Y/N was balancing a few glasses of selfmade probably horrible iced tea, but nobody cared about that.

“You did great guys.” she praised them and gave both of them a kiss on the cheek, seeing how they were much more relaxed with eachother.

“And you especially, my little painter!” she hugged Ben who tried to escape her kisses, while everybody started to laugh.

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