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bowandcurtsey · 11 months

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Can I request just a fluffy headcanon of Nozel's normal day of being a dad of 5 kids, and the husband of a optimistic wife?? Btw, I love you se much!! Been here since the beginning and I am so proud of how far you are right now, I love you and thank your for everything!

YES YOU CANNNNNN

Oh hello Anony hehe (♡˙︶˙♡)

Yes to dad! domestic! Nozel. This is just so cute. Thinking of him having a big family warms my heart.

And what? here from the beginning? Thank you sm.. ily (｡T ω T｡) I'm so blessed for readers like you, I hope you're still here when I post this fic because thank you for waiting for such a long time ♡

I'll make this extra fluffy since it's the last request in my inbox hehe.

Characters: Nozel Silva x F! reader ft. 5 kids

You have no idea how it happened and here you are, with your 5th newborn child. I mean, you always saw yourself having a child or children with Nozel but 5? you never imagined that.

But when the first one came, you both loved him so much, you decided to try for another, and then a third and truth to be told, 4th was kinda and accident and five was... a surprise.

But well, since your husband loved all of them dearly anyway and after the second one you both were already pretty used to everything anyway, so you wouldn't have it any other way.

Your husband never fails to amaze you every single day. How he could juggle all his works and duties AND be there for all of your kids and you, was beyond you.

After your third child was born, you retired as a magic knight and became a full time mother. Nozel was initially a little grumpy he couldn't get to see you at work anymore and a teeny tiny jealous about you being able to be with the kids ALL THE TIME.

but he knew it was for the best and he had 110% confidence in you bring your children up perfectly.

There are days where he doubted himself, wondering if he was enough as a husband and a father to all 5 kids.

Days where the kids start to go through their stages in life and disagree with and disobey their father, and he was really hurt deep down.

Thankfully he married an optimistic wife like you, being his personal cheerleader, confidant, advisor and best friend. Holding him when he needs you and just giving him the love and attention that he needed.

Sometimes you joke that you have 6 kids, Nozel was your first and big baby. hehe, he always acted like he was not, but low key he loved being your baby too.

You love watching your man on a day to day basis honestly. He woke up in wee hours of the morning, and he would get himself ready and then he would slowly wake the schooling kids up.

Slowly calling them, patting them, just being patient with them as they grumbled, cried and snooze until they finally got up.

The servants would help the kids get ready, but Nozel would always insist that they learn how to wash up and dress up themselves. Nozel and you would step in to help if they had any difficulty like buttoning their buttons or tying their laces.

The servants would help do their hair make them breakfast.

Nozel would make it a habit to eat breakfast with you and the kids. Then he would drop them all off at school and he would head to work.

He would also pick them up unless he had to work late or if he was out on a mission. Else Daddy Silva would always be there on his mercury eagle to pick all of them up.

Nozel would make sure that they cleaned up and have a fresh change of clothes before having dinner. And no this dad wouldn't allow the servants to pick up after his kids.

"Put your bag down in your room neatly and get changed." he would gently and sternly tell them.

Being the super smart royal he was, he would help his kids with homework but as they grew older, he would get a professional tutor to come help them.

He would also spend time with the other younger children that didn't have school and play with them for a bit after dinner.

Sometimes it would be doing colouring, or even playing some sports or games, or even a tea party. You were surprised that this royal would sit at the little table with his daughters, sipping "tea"

bedtime was just as chaotic as morning, because your energetic monkeys were harder to get into bed that to get them out of it.

Sometimes Nozel had to give them a little scolding before they would cooperate and behave. But well, daddy always had his way of handling his kids.

After the last child was tucked in, he finally had time to get a quick shower and finally hold and cuddle you, washing all of his stress away. You were like his charger, replenishing all the energy he needed.

Of course you always had to compliment what a good job he's done and that you were always thankful and grateful for him.

On days where he had to work late or had missions that he couldn't come home, he was so worried for you. Before he left he would sternly tell the kids to not give you any trouble, else they would get it from him when he was back.

He would also try to listen to his kids talk, whether it was about something non-sensical or really just something that wouldn't really matter, he would listen and give sincere advices and answers. He respected his children and wanted to be more involved in their childhood in whatever way he could.

During the rest and off days he had, he would always have some kind of plans for the kids. Going to swim, beach day, park day, theme park, museums, whatever you could think off. Every activity is a learning experience for his kids.

He wanted his children to have a memorable childhood partly because of the guilt he felt with Noelle.

And also because he knew that one day they would grow up and they would have their own lives and wouldn't be too keen on having a family day out anymore.

Of course once a month, a day would be reserved just for you only, he would put the kids with aunt Noelle, aunt Nebra and uncle Solid.

Sometimes they go to the Vermillion household or sometimes he would enroll the kids in summer camp. Well partly because he wants the kids to be strong and learn to be independent and another part because he knew you both needed a break.

Thinking about all the things he's doing in 24 hours makes you admire your husband greatly and you would always remember to tell him. Once in a blue moon, you would send all the kids away and just let him have a rest day and you'd treat him like he was king.

You have no regrets having a big family with this man but if anyone asks about child number 6.. you'd tell them you're good with this, although you know your man would not object.

#nozel silva x reader #nozel imagine #nozel x reader #nozel silva hcs #nozel silva x you #black clover headcanons #black clover imagine #black clover x reader #black clover scenarios #black clover fanfiction #black clover imagines

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carmillas-vampiric-rage · 5 months

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Random Bi-Han Headcanons MK1

this man has consumed my thoughts omfg i tried to fight it why am i always shocked when this happens

anyway, here's like a random selection of headcanons i have about this little bitch

warnings: none. my tomfoolery. bi-han being a gay loser.

bi-han x black biracial reader (gn)

he nearly cried when kung lao sliced him with that round blade (he did). boy was legit so upset and surprised he managed to get that blow in despite him being GRANDMASTER and kung lao being INCOMPETENT. picture that scrunch face you make when you trying not to cry and you keep blinking and your eyes burning- that's what he did (canon event)

he is the definition of Mean and Angry Bisexual™. boy is what i like to call a homophobic homosexual. he notices a hot dude or nonbinary person and immediately looks away and says via voice over "no. that is gay."

saw this on another random bi-han headcanon post and i absolutely agree: bi-han loves women of color. i think he primarily dates woc too hehe. let's say hypothetically he hates white people because of tomas. i didn't say that you did. we love tomas in this house btw. and like that same headcanon post; he has a preference for black and black biracial folks. i do not take criticism hehe. this is canon and a fact (he's dating me after all)

absolutely loves when you wear your hair naturally, in any style, he loves when you embrace your culture and family history. he'd never mention or talk about your hair to you, as it seems rude and disrespectful to him, but he thinks it. and he also thinks whenever you wear your hair in a full afro, he's never seen anyone so beautiful. each and every time it astounds him that he's still awestruck.

big cuddler. idc what anyone says, he loves to cuddle. he's literally the most clingy lil guy. after finally finding his person and being able to be vulnerable for the first time since his mother died, he just melts, and becomes inseparable from you. after a hard day, or when he's enraged (a rare occurrence), nothing calms his mind down or relaxes his tense muscles like wrapping an arm around you and pulling you flush to him, your back to him as you sleep soundly. he listens to your soft breathing (or snoring lets be real) and tries to calm himself from the day's frustrations. if you awaken from his entrance, and unsurprising cuddles, you'll touch his hand and squeeze, snuggling closer to him -as if he's not already melted into your skin- and smile as he kisses your jawline and the back of your neck. most of the time, you'll turn over to him, his arm not removing from your waist, and grab his face, kissing his face and lips. the two of you will remain as close, foreheads resting against the other, sometimes talking, sometimes enjoying the sweet silence until you both fall asleep.

like so many others have stated; he was way closer with his mother than his father. when he was a child, being around her was the only time he could actually put his guard down, and be vulnerable. she would protect him. spending time with his mother, were some of the few times he would laugh or smile, as she told him funny stories from her childhood, or tickle him to get a confession out of him, if he'd been the one to steal the last cookie. she was his everything. his closest person. his best friend besides his brothers. and her death broke him. he closed off even more than he already did, vowing never to let anyone besides his mother see his unguarded side. but if he was being honest -and not constantly pushing the thought from his mind- he broke down the night she died, sobbing uncontrollably alone in his room as he clung to the soft baby blue sweater she always wore.

I don't care what anyone says, I don't care what we see in the game or if official heights come out... bi-han is s h o r t. my headcanon is 5'9. that may seem short for him but he just radiates 5'9 energy i do not take criticism. my man is stout so it only makes sense that he a short king.

bi-han used to be inseparable from his brothers when they were kids, their father taking in tomas at such a young age, bi-han always remembers him being there. there isn't a single memory from his childhood that both his brothers aren't in. he'd never tell either kuai liang or tomas, but he cherishes those memories of when they were kids, when they'd play outside every single day, look for creepy and interesting bugs, practice combat, aka, someone ended up with a black eye and sobbing. whenever those memories pop into his head, his permanent frown softens a bit, though he tries not to let anything show on his face. part of him does wish he could be close to them like they were as kids, but he's too stubborn and full of himself to actually try and repair the relationship he's mostly stilted over the years.

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just a few super random headcanons of my babygirl. may come back to some of these or write another part if i think of more. feel free to add onto these i crave bi-han headcanons!!!!!!!

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rebornologist · 3 months

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Greetings ✨

I wanted to ask if u could make some headcanons about a reader that's Tsuna's (younger) twin sibling? And just kinda how that affects their relationship with the guardians (if that's too many, maybe just Tsuna and Gokudera)?

(btw I am the anon that asked for the gokudera + shy but affectionate s/o and I just wanted to say I absolutely adored those headcanons, thank you so much for writing them 🥺❣️)

I hope you have a wonderful day👋

omg hiii lovely, this is such a cute idea so I tried my best with it! It isn't super fleshed out, because I had to kind of fill in gaps of how his sibling's personality would be like, but here are some of my thoughts :')

♡ Tsuna w/ a twin ✧

CW!! mention of death (in the original TYL timeline), maybe a biiit of a stretch/OOC

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Tsuna with a younger twin sounds so adorable, I think they would have a great relationship and his sibling would be his number one supporter, despite the pressure he feels from his parents. When he’s feeling down on his luck, he always turns to them for a willing ear and words of support. Coming from a similar cultural background, I think that Nana would have been harsher on Tsuna growing up because she had higher expectations for him being the older brother (“not by much!” he always argues when his younger sibling tries to leverage their being 20 minutes younger to get what they want), but at some point she kind of shifts to focusing more of her hopes in his sibling, especially if they were doing better academically.

Now, depending on if y’all are fraternal or identical twins, Gokudera would have had a field day learning that Tsuna has a twin sibling if it was the latter. I can imagine his “That.. that wasn’t Decimo?! Oh I’M SO SORRY, HOW COULD I EVER MIX UP THE TWO OF THEM, MY DEEPEST APOLOGIES DECIMOANSDKJANSD” (proceeds to sulk)

I really like this concept, because it changes what happens in the future as well. I can only assume that Tsuna’s sibling would have a sky flame as well, and they would technically be next in line for being the boss if Tsuna.. y’know. The guardian that would be most tense about this would be Gokudera. He would want to make a good image of himself for them, since they’re Tsuna’s family... but there’s also a seed of suspicion in him, especially early on, when he begins to overthink about how.. messy, mafia inheritance can be. I think as time went on, Tsuna’s sibling would fight alongside the family, and when things got really bad in the future, the sibling was actually the one that everyone had to turn to in the event of Tsuna’s passing. Technically, that timeline has been written over, but there’s probably a ton of mixed feelings about it from the guardians, because Tsunayoshi had really grown into the perfect boss for the family. His twin just knew him the best out of everyone, so they had to step up when Tsuna was gone. The guardians respect them greatly, but to have to face someone that looks exactly like Tsuna would really break their hearts, and some (Gokudera, Ryohei, and Lambo) would have a harder time hiding their mixed feelings.

When Tsuna first went missing in the present, his twin lost their appetite, and it truly felt like a part of them was gone. I really like the idea that they had to find each other again in the future, because they were transported at different times, and Tsuna definitely cried tears of joy to see the familiar face of his twin in the future.

In natural younger sibling fashion, I think his twin is actually the more aggressive one. They’re more extroverted, but their temper is worse, and they aren’t afraid to say it like it is. This is likely from standing up for their loser-Tsuna twin brother in their childhood years. I think Tsuna’s twin would get along very well with Ryohei, with them actually wanting to push Tsuna to join a club and put himself out there more, which Ryohei really agrees with. Lambo, in childhood, would probably start beef with Tsuna’s twin, just to run and hide with Tsuna because he knows that Tsuna’s the good cop of the duo, but when he’s grown up, he actually ends up being more respectful/afraid of Tsuna for how much he’s changed as he grew into being a mafia don.

Chrome… is amicable with his twin. They’re friendly and respect each other, since they also defended her when Gokudera was giving her shit when she first met him. If Tsuna’s twin hangs out with Kyoko and Haru often, then they’re likely to be one of the girls™.

Yamamoto likes pretending that he can’t tell them apart, even if they’re fraternal. However, he is one of the people that has actually never mixed them up.

Hibari took the longest time to notice that the twin existed, because his fascination with Tsuna grew very slowly, and by extension, his opinion on the people around him and the other Sawada.

Mukuro.. tried to possess the twin to either pretend to be Tsuna, or to leverage them for Tsuna. They kind of became his.. plan b in case possessing the future Decimo did not work out. He speaks to Tsuna in a weird and semi-threatening way, but somehow he's even weirder and more threatening to the sibling because their reactions amuse him.

#khr #khr headcanons #hitman reborn #katekyo hitman reborn #khr tsuna #sawada tsunayoshi

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aquanova99 · 1 year

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Hi can u do the cullen reaction for their mate wearing their clothes pls

Love ur work btw❤

Firstly, thank you so much my dear! ♥️ Second I am going to assume for the headcanons sake you are female or a smaller presenting fem person

Carlisle

Carlisle stays in button ups

That is just simply his comfort wear and you won’t catch him in comfort wear or hoodies ever

He would literally die before he did that

So I’m assuming for him at most you could wear like the button shirt, larger socks and underwear

You will not be wearing it long because this look is very…como se dice? Hot.

Edward is crying in the corner because Carlisle literally cannot control his thoughts

Esme

Will not touch your clothes because I think she worries she you would get mad so unless you offer she won’t touch your things

On the opposite end of the spectrum she loves when you wear her clothes

They always look better on you in her opinion

Likes to tease you and ask where you got them

Emmett

The best person to wear or steal clothes from

Emmett’s is laid back but he loved when you wear anything he owns because your perfume will linger on it for awhile and it drives him crazy

He has extra hoodies for you just so he is t without one he likes

Thinks you look small and tiny in his clothes because this guy is a giant

You two probably have everyone rolling their eyes with how affectionate you two are

Rosalie

Yeah and she’s wearing your clothes what about it?

No but seriously, there’s an unspoken agreement you both just share a ridiculously large closet

Jasper

Starts on his account because even though vampires can’t feel cold (yes you’re a vampire no humans unless you’re Edward 🤢) he will give you his jacket

He wears a mix of fancier and comfortable clothes so your pick bb

Always has a little smirk on his face when you come out wearing something of his

Alice

Will fight you

First of all ain’t nobody fitting into her clothes and even if you did…

Dont

She bought those for her

She also buys you your own clothes

She will buy you a copy if you want but those are her clothes

Edward

Do you not have your own clothes?

Has he been neglecting you?

What do you mean you like to wear his stuff? Why would you want to wear the clothes of a killer?

Cries

Bella

Really you want to wear her stuff

But why? She never had anything trendy or anything

She’s usually the only one who wears stuff like this

Please understand the sarcasm

#aquas asks #the cullens imagine #the cullens #carlisle cullen #esme cullen #emmett cullen #rosalie hale #jasper hale #alice cullen #edward cullen #ew #bella cullen

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gojoest · 7 months

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ai 💞💞💞 i love you so much and i’m off anon because i stand by my questions!!! <3

1. who is your favorite character aside from go** and shanks?

2. what is your ultimate comfort food/meal?

3. if you could live anywhere in the world (pretend you have the financial means to live wherever you want), where would you live and why?

kae you are literally my dearest and i love you so SO very much <3

1. i’m going to completely leave jjk out of this btw and list some characters i don’t talk about much or not at all (at least here) but love so dearly, so here we go !

one piece: i have so many fave op characters but my tops (aside from shanks that is) are : ace, zoro, doflamingo, luffy, law & robin

haikyuu: i love them all but my heart belongs to iwaizumi hajime forever and always

hunter x hunter: killua (my child), hisoka, chrollo, illumi, feitan, meruem, pakunoda, palm

bleach: AIZEN, UNOHANA, ichigo, zaraki, urahara, byakuya, grimmjow, shunsui, yoruichi, ulquiorra

vagabond: sasaki kojiro!!!!!!!!!!!! (i am obsessed with him)

k project: suoh mikoto

kuroko no basket: akashi, aomine, kise, kiyoshi

aria: alice, alicia, akari

samurai champloo: mugen

puella magi madoka magica: homura

i can keep going but i’ll stop here or else

2. pizza! pasta! sushi! rice! anything with rice I LOVE RICE SO MUCH! my favorite rice dish is sarma (rice stuffed in grape leaves) and i can eat my weight in it :3

3. hmmm this is a tough one but i’d choose barcelona! i was there years ago but think i left part of myself there. idk i was just so impressed like it’s truly one of the most beautiful cities i’ve ever been to, not only architecture wise but like the ppl there, too — they were all so warm and welcoming, it all made me fall in love so deeply with the place. during my whole stay there i felt like i was at home and was pretty homesick when i left :( missing it so so much i want to go back again one day. also fun fact, growing up i was a huge football fan (not anymore tho) and maybe it has something to do with my dad being a retired football player lmao but yea, my favorite team has always been barca which maybe makes me a bit biased about the city itself and why it’s my dream place to live in. i remember how i was in literal tears when i first entered camp nou (it’s fc barcelona’s stadium/home). i literally cried LIKE ACTUAL TEARS and had goosebumps that just wouldn’t go away even after returning to my hotel room like i thought there was something wrong with my skin but it was just me being overwhelmed by emotions. it was such an experience.. like football to me back then was what jjk is to me rn and barca was like gojo to me… do you understand how obsessed i was kajshdsskala

ANYWAY sry i rambled so much sob T—T and thank you for dropping by with such lovely questions <3

#[ ai—mail ]#ᓚᘏᗢ — meowtuals #me when i ignore all the bllk characters my bad

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thesisthehomosexual · 2 years

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gay bug angst rambling

TW for the usual things involving Tiso/Quirrel and angst: injuries, su1c1d3, s3lf h@rm themes, tr@vm@, all of those sorta themes, be safe this is under the readmore

also what i say in here is not meant to be offensive or encourage anything listed in the triggers. I was just thinking angst thoughts and i though about these two gay bugs

tisoquirrel angst is good but i want to see more unique angst of them other than Quirrel at the blue lake or Tiso getting hurt in the Colosseum. Give me injured pill bug with funny little himbo ant. Reverse the caretaker roles i want to see Tiso deal with taking care of a random ass pill bug. Also the fact the pill bugs turn bright fucking blue when they get sick is such a good opportunity. like what if it was just Tiso: Quirrel you look like the fucking blue lake Quirrel: oh shit Tiso im fucking dying

that would be funny and also good for hurting everyone. Or what about instead of hurting Quirrel we get more Tiso emotional angst? Most of the angst/hurt comfort fics/art i have seen focus on Tiso with physical injuries but what about his e m o t i o n a l d a m a g e ? Cant tell me this ant got no complex emotions needing processing all the fucking bugs lived through a plague brought on by god and he fucking almost(did in cannon) die. That should be plenty enough to fuck him up nice enough to provide plenty emotional pain for us to consume.

Quirrel also more angst other than just "Oh boy i killed monomon my life has no purpose anymore into the lake i go weeeee" we dont know too much about Quirrel's past other than he was Monomon's assistant and worked in the archives and sealing the dreamers. We have basically no clue what could have happened when he left hallownest. What about after the blue lake incident? That gives plenty of opportunities. Blue lake in itself can be so much deeper than we write it as. A lot of things ive read about Quirrel at blue lake have been kinda dry (not to be mean btw, im just ranbling here at 6 am-) i require mentally ill pill bug. There is plenty of ways to portray mental illness without breaking character. I want to see this man take a fucking deep dive into depression or something like that. Just hit him with a fucking train. Also if he attempted to become a rock at blue lake and failed that could be traumatizing. Even if he did not follow through with the attempt the knowledge that he was going to and that he had planned it out could be pretty terrifying for Quirrel.

How could these interact? hehehhee i have prompts if anyone would like them otherwise just think about all the angst :DDDD

here are the promts very much angst btw

Tiso sees Quirrel doing the harming of himself (either as a way to punish himself for something or as a way to ground himself or some other way idk man i just make angst ideas-) and panics before going to try and comfort Quirrel for extra hurt Tiso gets triggered and has a panic attack after it and Quirrel feels awful while comforting Tiso. both are mentally ill your honor.

Tiso snapping at a minor inconvenience and Quirrel comforting him until he eventually cries himself to sleep. Quirrel could ask him about it or he could just be there for him as a form of comfort.

Quirrel getting triggered and having a panic attack after falling into a large body of water soon after his attempt or backing out of it while Tiso has to try and keep Quirrel grounded and let him know he is safe,

Tiso has flashbacks/nightmares of the coliseum and Quirrel learns about it by noticing Tiso not sleeping or he falls asleep on him and has a nightmare.

I love angst can you tell?

#hollow knight #hk quirrel #hk tiso #tisoquirrel #gay bug angst lmao #this was long #6 am rambling #gay bugs #why did i do this

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olderthannetfic · 2 years

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It’s time for me to be honest. (Btw this has nothing to do with language haha!) I am one of those ‘He’s mine!!’ fans that so often get slagged off. I guess the only difference is that I keep my mouth tightly shut and don’t publicly say such things.

I’d just like to explain my point of view and how I got there, even though my story is not at all representative of the ‘He’s mine’ crowd.

I’ve been a fictosexual since before puberty. I’ve had 3 great loves in my life, two during high school which both lasted a couple of years, then nothing in my 20s as it was the shit period of my life unlike what Instagram would have you believe, and now that things are settled down again and I’m an old lady in my early thirties, I’ve found the (fictional) love of my life and it’s been four intense years. Unfortunately, a long time after I fell hard for him it turned out he was a lot younger than me (though not underage) lol so that makes things…interesting and sometimes very spicy.

So here’s what I want to try and explain even though it doesn’t often make sense to myself either. People often look at those who ‘simp’ for fictional characters as it being like a temporary or silly crush. And for many it is. I’ve seen many, many mostly female fans obsess and post about my ‘partner’ (that’s what I’ll call him from now on) for months and then abruptly stop or get bored when a new show or media comes along. This is not it for me. I hate the term simp. While yes, humourously I’ll ‘simp’ or make horny posts about my partner, the feelings I have are just as intense, if not more intense, than I’d have for a real person. I’ve only met one other person, irl or online, who shares the same commitment and intensity of feeling for a fictional character. And before you start imagining me with some sort of merch shrine and a tacky body pillow which I take on dates or talk to or whatever, I hate to disappoint you but I’m not a ‘waifuist’ in that sense. The only merch I own are a Funkopop and a t-shirt.

When I met this character, I felt understood. I felt a deep and intense connection to his life experiences which in many ways mirrored my own and felt I instinctively understood his emotions, goals, thought processes etc. Many people think that this is the same as a celebrity crush. It’s not. We don’t get to know celebrities on a deep level. But for fictional characters we often do. We get to see how they feel, what they think, their opinions on things. We see them in their darkest and lowest moments, their most vulnerable and to me my partner became a real person in my mind, and no, not in a schizophrenic or ‘something not right with me neurologically’ type of way. I don’t hear his voice or hallucinate him there. It’s hard to explain. It’s just, to my mind he is real.

So, to me he is the love of my life. Imagine seeing your spouse or significant other romantically involved with another person. It fucking hurts. This is what I feel when I see people ship my partner with themselves or their OC. I feel like I have been betrayed and cheated on. It literally hurts in my chest and I have cried after seeing this type of fanart before. I also ship him with an OC that is not actually a direct self-insert and differs from me in several major ways. And I write fanfic. A lot of very smutty fanfic, but ironically only xReader type which has been very, very well received. In fact, I’d say I’ve written the most m/f smut for this character and have gained a modest but loyal readership. The thing I often get told is how much people love getting lost in my stories and how intimately connected they feel to him when they read my reader insert fics and how intense and emotional it gets. I don’t know why, but when people comment on my fanfics that it makes them fall in love with my partner even more I feel happy and proud that I could write something like that. In any other context it breaks my heart.

I never tell people, either in my fanfiction life or my canonxoc fanart life, that I am personally in love and attached to this man because I don’t want to be one of those people that seem to get so much eye roll and hate. I don’t want to come across as possessive and start drama. But in my mind, he is only mine. He is the thing that makes me most happy in the world, that got me out of depression and suicidality when I was unwell and going through chronic illness. And still keeps me going. I understand him and he understands me like nobody else. He is literally the embodiment of my perfect man.

And before anyone says I need to go outside and touch grass or get professional help…I am a well adjusted member of society. I have a complex job, a dog, own my own place, I visit my family and have a great group of friends. I am not sitting miserable and weird and alone in my dark room obsessively scrolling.

But please try to understand, for some of us, a very serious minority, this is real. The feelings we have are just like the feelings you would have for a real person. This isn’t a disorder and we don’t need ‘help’. It’s just our objects of affection are different to yours. And unfortunately, we have to share our soulmates with hundreds and thousands of others. This is why I can’t really participate in my fandom either, because I can’t keep seeing bad takes on him and seeing him shipped with others. But it’s ok. I’m happy in my world of smutty fanfic and fanart.

People elsewhere will judge because they think you should love a real person instead. Plenty of people around here can understand this depth of feeling for a fictional character just fine. It's the lack of ability to share that sets you apart.

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blueberryrock · 2 years

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Poor Lindir.

A/N I–*sighs* the actual fic turned out just fine.....but this has sturred up something on discord and it's not my fault, anyway I hope y'all like this!! I had fun writing it ofc!!

Also, please enjoy the work of art @the-girl-with-the-algebra-book made XD

(that's what his jacket looks like btw)

"I would make a better backup singer..."

The muttered words pull Y/N's attention away from the bus window, her gaze landing on the nervous singer in front of her. His long brown hair was messily pulled up in a bun, his gaze focusing on his fidgeting hands.

"What makes you say that?" Y/N tilts her head at the odd statement. She knew he had a gorgeous voice and was a menace with the harp, both had helped him get onto the top ten for weeks now.

"I just....." Lindir sighs, glancing out the window as large buildings whizz by. "It was so much easier to sing in a bedroom, I could barely handle the studio, but now on stage? I-I can't do this." Lindir's elbows land on the table to hide his face as his fingers worms into his already messy hair.

Y/N's heartaches to help him, her hand moves to slide across the table to gently brush against his arm. The sudden contact makes Lindir jump, his hands move to his temples to reveal his reddening face.

"I really don't think I can do this anymore Y/N," Lindir sighs, leaning back into the bus seat as his hands remain on the table. "I feel sick just thinking about it. H-how many people are supposed to be there anyway?"

Restraining the urge to make a frown, Y/N takes a breath in before saying "15,000...ish?"

Lindir only blankly stares at her as she says it, his hands slowly curling together. "T-thousand?" Y/N slowly nods, only making his fear worse. "I am going to jump out of the bus now."

With a sigh, Y/N quickly slides out of her side of the bus table to Lindir's, her bulky frame pressing against his meek one. "You sir are not going anywhere," she begins. "Now I am not the best person to be telling you this as I'm just a bodyguard, but–"

"You're my friend too Y/N, I trust your judgment more than anyone else," Lindir mutters, his gaze set on the table before him.

"Thanks," she hums. "But umm, I was gonna say that you could always perform with your eyes closed?"

Lindir can't help but chuckle at the thought, thankfully he plays an instrument that requires him to sit in one spot...but his fans would no doubt be weirded out...right? "Maybe..." He mumbles. "You'll be there at least?"

"Of course! I'll be sort of on stage, " Lindir glances up at Y/N mirroring her small smile. "Technically I'll be up there to stop anyone from coming on stage, but yes I'll be there."

"Good, that might be enough."

"You're gonna be great ya know," Y/N hums, gently nudging him with her shoulder.

"We'll see....."

He can hear the roar of the excited crowd from the small backstage room he was given. Gazing into the vanity mirror before him, Lindir sighs as he gently touches one of his new tightly made braids right above his ear, small white flowers with silver ribbons had been beautifully braided into his dark hair.

Dropping his hand onto the small vanity he is sitting at, Lindir tries to drown out the crowd's cheers by humming, but oh how it does not work. Their loud cries of excitement rattle through his bones as he waits for his cue, his time to truly shine...his time to show off to the waiting people.

I can't do this.

His nails scratch at the plywood vanity as he balls his hands into fists, the pain from his nails digging into his skin. Maybe Lindir could just dive out a window and run? But he's never been much of a runner.....and the room doesn't have windows.....

Lindir sighs, his hands desperately wanting to run through his hair, but the intricate braids stop him quickly. A loud knock rattles off his door making the poor elf jump, "Lindir you're out in five."

Hearing Y/N's voice makes a relief wash through him. She did say she would be here, Lindir reminds himself as he stands and turns towards his door. Running his hands down the bedazzled leather jacket that was forced onto him, Lindir grits his teeth before opening the door.

"Wow."

"Ugh, I know."

"You look amazing!"

Linder freezes at the genuine-sounding compliment. He certainly did not look good, especially with the body glitter that made his skin feel like it got bit by a billion ants to the bedazzled leather jacket over a cropped tank top paired with very very short and tight jean shorts. Unfortunately, they too were bedazzled and uncomfortable.

Blush quickly rises to Lindir's cheeks as Y/N's eyes continue to scan his outfit. "Well, umm, thanks," he says with a small smile. "Hopefully this gets over soon, I can't stand to sit in these shorts for long."

Y/N snorts as her eyes fall back down to the shorts, while Lindir was no athlete by any means but Y/N can't help but want to drool over his legs that are usually hidden under loose pants. "You really do look good," Y/N mumbles, her eyes lazily drifting back up to Lindir's.

Finding his face completely red, a mischievous smile grows on her face. "I'm glad your team got to dress you, the fans out there are gonna go nuts," she chuckles as she watches Lindir's face drop at the mention of others.

"You think so?"

"I know so!" Y/N enthusiastically says, grabbing his hand to squeeze it gently. "You're going to be great, the people out there are going to love you just as much as I do!"

Lindir freezes, he can feel himself burning under her gaze. His mind replaying her just spoken words.

Just as much as I do.

It replays many times in his head in the span of a few seconds before he finally blurts "are you flirting with me?"

Y/N blinks at Lindir in silence, the waiting cheers of the crowd makes her suck in a deep breath before...she laughs.....

Oh god, why is she laughing???

"It took you long enough!" Y/N exclaims with a big smile, making Lindir even more confused. "Yes, I am indeed flirting," Y/N smirks, her hand reaching out to grab one of Lindir's frozen ones. "And I have been for quite some time. I was hoping that you would catch on a few months ago, then I decided to try to get close to you, like on the bus."

"I didn’t even realize you were flirting." Y/N lets out a snort at his words, her free hand moving to gently clasp his shoulders. "I could definitely tell, but umm, you—you better go."

Lindir blinks at her blankly before the noise of the crowd washes back over him. "R-right," he nods, his gaze turning towards a set of steps that lead to the stage. "We...we'll talk about this later?"

"Of course!" She says, her hands slipping from Lindir to stay at her sides. "Go get 'em....." She pauses to read what was bedazzled on his shorts as he turns towards the steps. "Juicy?"

Taglist: @starryeyedrogue @i-did-not-mean-to @ahufflepuffhobbit

#the hobbit #lindir x reader #lindir #fotfics #the hobbit fanfiction #fic #fics #fanfic #lotr

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i tremble and panic when remembering what my life will be. im scared and lonely and i dont want anything else, just to see my family and home. for some reason i feel like in mt first days here, and even then it wasnt that bad. im afraid of the idea that i have to get used to this. i don t find living in the apartments and going to work that scary but still just understanding of how life plays with me makes me feel misserable. oh how i wish i never looked up this university in google, when i was lying in my warm bed at the winter, excited, because i found western university that will bring me to my dreams and actually is afordable for my family. i feel so stupid and im so sorry dad i am you spend so much money on me and im not even grateful. this fucker oh fuck he asks if 2 pm is okay for me. i dont think any pm is okay for me. i think tomorrow will be horrible. i dont think he thinks of me in a romantic way, he has some chicks name in his user name sticker. i fucking hate him. but i wish he could comfort me. he probably doesnt care in the slightest ab me. for some reason i kinda feel like omori? is this a strange reference idk. well omori song just started playing so i thought of it. i feel like i dont really should be in this world. i want to come back to what it used to be. i guess a lot of people think about the same things but uh yeah. i guess tomorrows gonna be awful. i really dont want to see him espercially this early but i have to get out of the house, it will fucking eat me alive. i must have studied a lot today but ima lazy ass and cryed all day. i hate that the idea of crying is so normalized today. its like oooh i cried because of this dead pigeon!! wtf no i believe tears are not for this. people cry when they experience strong emotions. my other roommate is singing songs in the shower god i hate her. its 9 pm btw. she screams like a pig. sometimes she is nice and i truly believe she is a nice person. i still hate her and would like to see her dead. but no right now. im not that angry right now. when i think of my mom i start to cry. i miss her so much. it was always like this when i was a kid, i would always cry when i was at sleepovers. i dont know why, its a strange feeling. it is reallt strange. when im okay i dont even want to talk to her, its like i dont have a lot of stimuli to do so? but when i feel bad the only oerson i want to call is her. i guess shes the only one who i believe would reallt care. not even my best friend who i would always call the best person in my life. im just a bad person. when she tells me that something happened to her im always kinda happy it happened. its not always like this but sometimes i feel like oh lol ye u deserved it bc there is enough good in ur life. im just an awful always jelous person. i guess world would be a better place without people like me. people like me are the people who shoot schools. i would be happier if it uh fuck again its like when u remembering something like just spontaneus and u immediately start to cry and tremble and like idk feel bad? i feel so so so homesick. i didnt feel that homesick at the start and here i am after 3 months here. i really love my parents and actually my home i am so sorry that i never told anyone this or idk oh god im so so sorry i never respected never understood. i guess its just that im homesick and my home isnt that good but tbh i cant of a thing better rn than my home. fuck any other place. fuck heaven. i just wish i could my cat and my mom sitting and talking loud at 7 am when the sun is rising with her mom and she will make me awake and i will go and ask her to be quiet really angryshly and she will go to her room and i will try to sleep again but now i cant so i smoke my vape and browse through tiktok, lying in underwear and some t shirt, then my cat will come to me and start meowing for me to play with him, i will annoignly play alittle bit with him and then proceed to do my every day morning chores. but summer in my country when u have friends is amazing. i mean my city. okay i will end now to mush words

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kiindr · 5 months

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This might be long am sorry for that.

I just come across your blog btw and I'm so thankful for that because my life have become a joke for others and I really wanted to rant about it to someone who could give me a better advice because neither my family nor friend a fuck about what I go through every day and can't keep acting strong when I'm clearly very sensitive person.

So I went out today with 3 of my friend I'll call them J,T and R. So J and me are sophomore in the same college but the thing is we aren't very close because she's an extrovert and she would kinda think of my mental health as a joke along with R, who's also an extrovert. R and T study in different city so after 4 months they finally got back here and we thought to hangout and all but R and J both of them invited their guy friends and I'm usually not someone who get comfortable around new people but I was comfortable today and I was really proud for that and it's actually rare that I'm talking alot because I have social anxiety and body image issue and I feel uncomfortable getting attention when i talk but today J's word really hurt me because she said I'm talking alot today and her tone was making me feel like attention seeker I try to clarify it jokingly that I've like this for a while and she continue disagreeing but my friend T who I will consider the bestest out of them because she knows how it feel.

I've been so quite for so many years about this thing that J and R always point out about me,which make me feel insecure and knowing that they both talk behind my back is honestly very sad for me, because then it makes me want to talk behind them aswell I never point out their flaws why do they have to make fun about my anxiety.

And at home my father call me lazy for isolating myself,which is so not true because I do most of the house chores despite my studies it really hurt me. I may not cry but I feel this fear of being abandoned because they don't like my introvert behaviour,I just don't wanna change for other I want them to understand not everyone is same. I have hard time getting along with new people,I like being alone in my room I don't even know if I'm depress sometimes because I don't like being alone when I'm outside my house. Even buying myself something alone in shop gives me anxiety and I start sweating.

I don't even know what I'm saying but I felt and I actually cried a little while writing this but I felt a little good.

first of all, big hugs <3 i am so proud of you for opening up to me and talking about what bothers you. it is not easy at all and i really appreciate you for the initiative that you've shown.

secondly, i regret to let you know that i cannot offer you any advice. you are the expert on your life and your situation, so you know what is best for you. i can only offer you space to talk and an empathetic listening ear <3

moving on,

i'd like to tell you that i see you. i hear you. your struggle is very real. anxiety is very real. it is not easy to tread through each day being apprehensive and struggling to find calm. as you mentioned, it makes it really tough for you to do everyday tasks like talking to others and shopping. but you carry on nonetheless and display remarkable resilience. you're a star for that :) even if no one else does, i appreciate and applaud your efforts. you're so strong and i am really proud of you.

it must feel really heartbreaking to receive such treatment from your friends. you deserve people who value you and respect your boundaries. you deserve to have friends who make space for you and make you feel safe, not call you out for things that you struggle with.

as for your father, it really sucks that he says stuff like that to you. it is soooooo difficult to manage academics and household chores together. i see your efforts and your struggle.

it is not a flaw to be an introvert. it is not an issue if you do not want to interact with people as often as extroverts do. we all have different thresholds. and that's fine. more than fine. you are enough as an introvert.

yes of course, social anxiety is a struggle and we'd all like to do away with it. but it's not that easy. i know that you know that. i hope you're able to find better social support. i hope you're able to access the help that you need.

please do not hesitate to contact a qualified mental health professional for issues like anxiety and depression. there's a lot of help available. life doesn't have to suck this much :)

if you'd like i can connect you to an awesome and affordable therapist and you can try them!

please take care of yourself. you're really precious and amazing <3

feel free to vent again in my askbox when you need to! i hope it gets better for you soon!

#mental health #mental health awareness #ask #mental health support #mental health reminders #positivity #reminders #wellness #kindness #therapy #coping #ask blog #anon ask

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movetobiimos · 2 years

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Hi! Can I request Camilo x reader headcanons, where the reader breakups with him, if there's no problem, please.

❱ http:˚♡heartbreaks !! ˚ˑؘ 🍙 ·˚

° └➤ ･ﾟˊˎ breaking up with camilo headcanons

˗ˏˋ # an . i am so sorry if this is late!! but please i live for this headcanon because like idk man the fact that it’s angst and vvv interesting yk! OH OH BTW I AM SO SO SORRY IF THIS TURNED OUT BAD TT!! BUT SENDING MY LOVE TO YOU MWAH MWAH (>__< ) /💚 ˎˊ˗

꒰୨୧꒱ Camilo did not see this coming, he thought that relationships would last long you know. Like he be on the first stage of grief aka denial.

꒰୨୧꒱ His mind is still wrapped up by the words you’ve said

꒰୨୧꒱ “I can’t do this anymore”

꒰୨୧꒱ “we need to breakup.”

꒰୨୧꒱ He wouldn’t leave you alone without an explanation because why would you suddenly break up with him. It’s just weird (well yeah)

꒰୨୧꒱ You would give him an explanation saying “I just can’t do this because I feel like everything isn’t just right. I feel like I’m dragging you down, every time I see you busy I feel like I’m a burden...You deserve so much more, and I don’t think this is the right time to get into a relationship.” (i can’t why does that just sound like every break up speech)

꒰୨୧꒱ He will just sit here on his bed questionings just going through his mind because what did he do wrong? Like why do you feel as if you are a burden to him?

꒰୨୧꒱ He would be trapped in his room for a long time he would just lay on his bed all day feeling unmotivated to do things like his chores. If ever he does go out it’s when people or his family needs him. (bruh this is just sad T^T)

꒰୨୧꒱ His family would be concern, they will be worry about him because he isn’t like his usual self. There isn’t the Camilo they all know, he isn’t in the mood to tease people and every convo he shares with the family is short

꒰୨୧꒱ You on the other had were a mess.

꒰୨୧꒱ You couldn’t help but feel bad, you couldn’t help but feel as if everything is your fault. The way he looked at you, it still haunts your mind.

꒰୨୧꒱ When you see him helping people you would try to ignore him and pretend he never existed. And if he sees you he would just take a glance and it will shatter his heart more and more.

꒰୨୧꒱ Every night both of you would cry, Dolores would hear the cries from both of you and it breaks her heart to know that her brother is going through a heartbreak. Even his parent’s because even though there was some miscommunications between the two, they will always stick together and make things workout. Whenever they see him cry they couldn’t help but feel bad for the poor boy. His family will do their best to comfort him.

꒰୨୧꒱ The two of you will learn to avoid each other and learn to let go.

#camilo x reader #camilo madrigal #camilo madrigal x reader #encanto x reader #camilo headcanons #disney encanto #encanto camilo #encanto #camilo ilysm #encanto brainrot #camilo x you #camilo camilo camilo camilo #camilo best boy

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taketheshot21 · 2 years

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Merlin: the Novels (pt2)

Honestly, these books continue to have me DYING.

Second half of The Dragon's Call

So, we left our hero as he was heading to jail, and naturally he spends the night obsessing about the hot broad-shouldered guy he just met in reflection

Next time he encounters said hot guy, they of course fight. Merlin is ourskilled and in trouble but this is what he thinks about

Yes dear, he is pretty, but he's trying to kill you. Bless. (Honestly, the way he describes Arthur in this fight is wonderful, the word skill is used so many times. Pretty sure Merlin is discovering his competence kink)

As it ends, classic enemies to lovers

After their first fuck fight

(This is just here because I am a huge child)

After Gaius treats him, once again Merlin is looking pensively out of the window considering his life, and if he somehow has a magical destiny to make it worth living...

And of course, continuing in obsessing about the hot Prince

(it kills me that Merlin never once thinks of him as Prince Arthur, first names terms from the get-go baby)

And cue to the dragon! Merlin you do have a destiny! It's Arthur! Noooo Merlin cries, I don't even know the guy I haven't spent thr last 2 nights thinking about him, honest

2 seconds later pegs Arthur's personality issues to a t.

Oh and yeah, he thinks, all evidence to the contrary I think he'll be pretty cool as king.

Merlin, love, where is your chill?

The feast!

(The middle of the book is a shipping shitshow btw, Merlin is crushing on Morgana, Gwen is crushing on Merlin and Morgana, Morgana is obsessing about Arthur...I think the adaptation writers had as much enthusiasm for multishipping as the show writers 😆)

Merlin is there of course and his reaction to Arthur is just...

I hate this guy! He means nothing to me! He's a prat! Whyyyy won't he loookkk at meeee 😆

Finally Merlin saves Arthur's life and we get these lovely moments

Normal reaction in times of crisis, make continual and reciprocal eye contact with this guy you want so bad dislike intensely and pretty much ignore everyone else. I mean, all the eyesex. In front of the whole court no less!

Bless these little baby gays and bless these bonkers novels. Merlin and Arthur, no heterosexual explanation.

#merlin the novels #the gay continues #they're mostly written from Merlin's PoV so far and that makes them even more perfect #and shippy #should i post about the others as i get through them?#bbc merlin #merlin #arthur pendragon #merthur

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jjacob · 3 years

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all i want for christmas is you

❝ the school had started to take notice of you. lee juyeon, however, had always noticed. ❞

PAIRING ▸ lee juyeon x fem!reader (ft. best friend!lee minho)

GENRES ▸ fluff, high school au, sports au, best friends to lovers au

WARNINGS ▸ mild profanity but !! lots of !! fluff !!

SUMMARY ▸ the bet was simple: find a date to the winter ball. the only problem was that juyeon didn’t want just any girl. he wanted you.

PLAYLIST ▸ all i want for christmas is you by mariah carey

WORD COUNT ▸ 5055 words

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ merry christmas! this is a gift for addy @honeyju the biggest juyeon simp ik !! ily addy i am excited/scared/not emotionally ready to read the minho one which ! btw y’all should read here bc our stories are loosely connected! also disclaimer: i know jack shit ab football but i tried

LEE JUYEON TENDED TO REGRET HALF THE THINGS HE SAID SOMETIMES.

In eighth grade, Juyeon’s sense of humor was largely self-deprecating and consisted of saying he wanted to die at the slightest inconvenience. But, with his spectacular timing, he let the joke slip in front of a teacher once and froze up upon seeing her concerned expression. Juyeon later received a note from the counselor’s office and had to convince them that he was perfectly fine.

In tenth grade, Juyeon had grown past his phase of dark humor and moved onto high school football. He made the cut for the team the previous year, and managed to make it on the varsity team by the time he was a sophomore. In the beginning of the season, they asked who wanted to be captain the next year, and Juyeon boldly declared that he did. Thus, he was ridiculed and sentenced to pick up balls and clean up the gym after every practice from then on.

Now, as a high school junior in the varsity football team, Juyeon had screwed himself over by making a stupid bet with his best friend, Lee Minho.

Lee Minho was, in short, a conniving bastard. Juyeon never should have trusted him and gone along with his antics. The mere thought of what he had gotten himself into was enough to send his heart into overdrive.

The bet sounded simple enough: find a date to the Winter Ball.

Of course, it was easier said than done, but Juyeon was a star athlete and had girls sliding in his DMs left and right. He could easily find a date if he wanted to, and, honestly, Juyeon only needed to send a few texts and he would probably be secured for the dance. The problem was, however, that Juyeon only wanted you.

Minho was well aware of Juyeon’s pitiful, unrequited love towards you. It was probably the reason he suggested the bet; his best friend either wanted to see him miserable or see him score a chance with you. Either way, Juyeon wasn’t sure his heart was ready to shoot his shot.

Juyeon had crushed on you ever since you sat next to him in the seventh grade and let him borrow your pencil. It was such a silly start to his admiration for you, but his feelings grew stronger when the both of you actually became friends. You were so bright when you laughed, so sweet when you spoke, and so adorable when you smiled. Juyeon had never felt this way about anyone else and always got butterflies when he saw you. Juyeon was never one to chase after girls but he would find himself constantly thinking about what you were up to and having several internal dilemmas over whether he should ask you to hang out or not.

Five years later and Juyeon still harbored feelings for you. Now, they had matured into something deeper, but you still racked his brain nevertheless. It didn’t help that you had a major glow-up in high school and were probably the most beautiful person Juyeon had ever seen.

The school started to take notice of you.

Juyeon, on the other hand, had always noticed.

“Are you sure we can finish a medium before practice?” Minho asked Juyeon, setting a box of pizza on the table in front of him. “Also, I saw Y/N by the gym earlier.”

Juyeon perked up. “Y/N?”

“Yeah,” Minho replied, grabbing a slice of pepperoni pizza for himself. “You know what day it is, right?”

Minho took a bite out of his pizza, observing Juyeon with a raised brow. His best friend was on the baseball team but treating themselves to pizza had become a monthly ritual. Despite being on different teams, he was closer to Minho than his football teammates.

“Thursday?”

“And that means?”

Right.

Juyeon had formulated an elaborate plan to ask you out during the football game today, but, of course, it all depended on whether their team won or not. It would have been kind of ridiculous to propose after a loss. On the bright side, he knew he could count on the fact that you’d actually be present considering you were a cheerleader.

But what if you already had a date? You surely hadn’t mentioned it to him or posted about it on social media, so he was riding on an assumption that you haven’t been asked. That was bizarre to Juyeon, though, because you were the prettiest person he had ever seen. However, it was true that you were gradually getting popular, and that made Juyeon a touch nervous.

“I ask her out tomorrow,” Juyeon breathed out. “Am I ready for this?”

Minho scoffed lightly. “Are you ever?”

Juyeon frowned at his best friend, scrunching up his nose at his distasteful comment. “What about you? Have you gotten a date?”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”

Juyeon sighed. That was probably all he would get out of Lee Minho today. Once Minho set his mind on something, he carried it out diligently until the end. Juyeon honestly had no idea who he wanted to bring since Minho didn’t like talking about girls he was interested in, but he supposed it wasn’t that big of a deal as long as his best friend was happy.

It wasn’t like Juyeon was never going to hear about his friend’s endeavors. After all, he did pick up on Minho’s slow descent from an apathetic individual to a whipped ball of fluff. If Juyeon mentioned that to his best friend, however, he would probably be ridiculed for consistently being whipped for you since the seventh grade.

Juyeon nearly jumped out of his seat at the sound of his ringer going off. He scrambled to pull his phone out of his pocket, ignoring Minho’s teasing smirk at the sight of his frazzled self.

y/n: hey :) i’m gonna drop off some gingerbread cookies my mom made after practice so lmk when i can come over

Juyeon must have saved a country in a past life for this kind of luck.

juyeon: i love your mom’s cookies. you can come over whenever you’d like

y/n: how about we walk home together after practice?

juyeon: sounds good to me

Now, the pizza was starting to make his mouth water, but if you were walking home with him, Juyeon was ready to drop it and run to see you even though he loved pizza. But Juyeon loved you more than he loved pizza, and he believed that was true love.

“She made me cookies,” Juyeon announced.

“She made you cookies,” Minho repeated, leaning forward in surprise.

“Well, her mom did, but yeah.”

Minho turned his attention back to his pizza. “So this is about your mommy kink again.”

“I don’t have a fucking mommy—why would you say that?” Juyeon cried out, kicking his friend’s shin under the table.

“You don’t? Last time I checked, she was making dinner in the kitchen when I came over yesterday.”

“I’m talking about the kink!”

Yet, even a silly back-and-forth with Minho couldn’t get Juyeon down from his high over you. He was still processing the fact that you were going to walk home with him and, if Juyeon played his cards right, maybe he could get a feel of how comfortable you would be if he asked you out during the game tomorrow.

Minho snickered. “You look happy.”

Juyeon couldn’t even mask his lovesick smile and flushed cheeks. He folded his arms on the table in front of him and buried his face in them, his head spinning at the thought of you.

“Shut up, Minho.”

The only problem with you being on the cheerleading team was that you were extremely distracting.

Juyeon was the star quarterback and frankly, it was kind of pathetic that the one thing that kicked him in the ass was seeing you in the knee socks and pom-poms. It didn’t help that you were a flyer so Juyeon’s stomach pitted with anxiety whenever he saw you being thrown up and whenever he heard a scream coming from the direction of the cheerleaders.

Today was different, though. Juyeon could care less about the screams and falls from the corner of the field. All he could think about was you and how he was going to ask you out. If his plan was going to work, it was going to draw a lot of attention and be quite embarrassing if it failed.

All of his confidence got knocked down with a single sweep when he saw someone asked you to the dance.

One of the cheerleaders broke into a fit of giggles at the sight, clasping a hand over her mouth. “Oh my god!”

You were frozen stiff, an awkward smile on your face as the guy walked onto the field with a sign and about a dozen roses. Juyeon could feel his heart sinking to the ground with each step the guy took, with each second his smile grew brighter.

“Is he seriously confessing during practice?” Sohn Youngjae asked, brows furrowed as he rested his arm on Juyeon’s shoulder. “That’s real brave.”

“What’s his deal doing it here? He isn’t even on the team,” Juyeon said, coming off more bitter than he had expected.

Younghoon scoffed. “It’s a bold move. He must be confident that Y/N’s going to say yes.”

Juyeon squared his shoulders. He was conflicted with the swell of anger and deflation of you possibly being taken, but nevertheless, all he could do was watch helplessly as you were being asked out. From where they were on the field, Juyeon couldn’t hear much, but he could see your reactions quite well. The wolf-whistles and cheers were pissing him off, but he was fixed on you.

He turned to look towards Minho, who was practicing on the field adjacent to theirs. His best friend met his gaze immediately like they had some form of exclusive telepathic communication. Minho nodded towards you and raised a brow, as if nudging Juyeon to go interrupt them. That, however, was something he was far too cowardly to bring himself to do.

Your voice resounded clearer than Juyeon had expected.

“I’m really sorry,” you apologized sincerely, ducking your head and keeping your hands entwined behind you. “I’m not interested, but I do appreciate the gesture.”

Juyeon felt a weight lift off of his chest. He wasn’t sure if he should’ve felt relieved that you shot him down or nervous that you rejected an attractive, confident guy who clearly liked you. However, he soon had no time to mull over that when the guy’s reaction was getting more aggressive than crestfallen.

“Y/N, I asked you out in front of all these people,” he said with a distasteful laugh. “Are you seriously rejecting me right now?”

“Sorry, I just don’t want to go with you,” you replied firmly, voice dropping as you became more conscious of your surroundings. “I’m sorry it had to be public but you didn’t really give me a choice.”

For a split second, Juyeon wondered how he could still hear you when you were practically muttering at this point, and then he realized that he started walking to you without even realizing. His feet carried him unknowingly, hand balled at his side and eyes stony and trained on the guy.

“You could’ve just accepted it and told me later that you didn’t want to go with me,” he said with a scoff. “It’s like you enjoy humiliating others publicly.”

Your teammates rushed forward to argue and fend him off while you opened your mouth to protest, but Juyeon was faster, moving in front of you so he was head-to-head with the guy.

“She said she’s not interested,” he said with a threatening undertone, wondering where he managed to muster up the courage to be this assertive.

You were visibly shocked by Juyeon’s actions, and he couldn’t even blame you because he was equally just as surprised as you were. Yet, all he could do was glare daggers down at the other guy with steely eyes and frown until he backed off.

“Thanks,” you said softly once the guy had left.

Juyeon was flustered by all the girls giggling behind you but was amazed by how cool and collected you remained despite that. He turned to you, eyes softening and shoulders relaxing. He knew he was getting an earful about this from his teammates after practice and most definitely from Minho as well.

“No problem,” Juyeon replied, cheeks red. “He was bothering you. I couldn’t just ignore it.”

“That was really sweet of you, Juyeon.” You bit back a smile and suggested, “Meet you at the front gates after practice?”

“See you then.”

Even though Juyeon could’ve spent the rest of practice talking to you, he sprinted back as fast as he could because his cheeks were only getting redder as the cheerleaders gushed about what he did for you. He could hear their gossip and whispering even as he was running back to his team. Juyeon was positive he wouldn’t escape the embarrassment, though, because Lee Jaehyun was smirking at him when he got back.

“You’re blushing, dude.”

Juyeon shoved him.

There was a universal law that was newly decreed. It read: Lee Minho shall never text, call, or speak to Lee Juyeon whenever Y/N was around.

The reason for that being the fact that Juyeon was easily embarrassed and Minho’s texts were not helping his case. He felt it was rude enough to check his phone while he was walking with you, but every time he saw a notification flash, his eyes widened with sheer distress over Minho’s texts.

minho: like three people asked me if you and y/n are fucking bc of what you pulled during practice today

minho: wait are y’all fucking and just not telling me

minho: i knew it was sus that she was coming over to your house

juyeon: fake news!! stop making me feel shy :(

Juyeon decided he had enough Lee Minho for today and turned off his phone.

“That was honestly the coolest thing I’ve ever seen you do,” you gushed to Juyeon as you walked home with him, fingers looped around the straps of your backpack. “Way cooler than you punting footballs.”

“No need to flatter me,” Juyeon replied coolly but his shy smile and red-tipped ears said otherwise. “That guy was being unnecessarily aggressive.”

“His proposal was out of nowhere!” you exclaimed. “I don’t get what he expected me to do.”

Juyeon smiled through the pain. Lord, give me strength, he prayed to whatever divine power was out there.

“Are you not interested in having a date to the dance then?” Juyeon asked, looking down at you curiously.

You paused for a moment and Juyeon thought his heart would stop in anticipation for your answer. Come to think of it, he had never seen you go to a school dance with a date before. You were always with your friend group. It wouldn’t be out of the ordinary to see you stick with them, but Juyeon was hoping he could change that.

“Well,” you started, “if the right person asked me then I wouldn’t be opposed.”

Juyeon couldn’t exactly read your smile but it made him want to faint. The rest of the walk back home was spent talking about school and football, but Juyeon couldn’t get your answer to his question out of his head. He even walked past his house because his head was so full of you, resulting in you needing to stop him and tell him that they had already reached his place.

“Y/N! It’s so good to see you!” Juyeon’s mom chirped with a good-natured smile. “How has your mom been?”

Juyeon’s eyes widened upon the realization that they never stopped by at your place first to get the cookies. He opened his mouth to interject but you went on to answer.

“She’s been great, Mrs. Lee,” you replied, smiling just as big, and pulled out a box of cookies from your bag. “She wanted me to give these to you.”

“That’s so sweet! Give her my thanks,” his mom replied and opened the door wider once she accepted the cookies. “Come in for some tea, will you?”

Juyeon was practically frozen at the doorway while you were taking off your shoes and walking inside. If you had the cookies with you this entire time, then why didn’t you just give them to him to take home himself? Unless you were worried about the courtesy, it was a bit out of your way to take the time to walk home with Juyeon to deliver them.

“Juyeon, what are you doing out there?” his mom asked. “Come inside. It’s cold.”

“Right.”

Having you over at his house wasn’t exactly the sparkly fantasy that Juyeon thought it would be.

He was getting quite jealous of your mom hogging all of your attention. It wasn’t like you and Juyeon drifted apart during high school, so he wasn’t sure why his mom had to pull you away from him and have her own conversation with you. The worst part was that Juyeon couldn’t even join in on the conversation. He had no idea what they were even talking about.

That is, until his mom brought up the dance.

“Do you have a date, Y/N?” Juyeon’s mom asked.

“I don’t,” she replied. “I usually just go with my friends.”

“You’re so pretty, though,” Mrs. Lee tutted. “I’m sure someone must’ve asked you out.”

“Actually, someone asked me today,” you said. There was a moment of silence as you looked over at Juyeon while his gaze bore into yours. For a moment, you were struggling for what to say, mouthing words that weren’t being processed. Juyeon rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly once you regained your composure. “Juyeon actually helped me out.”

Mrs. Lee straightened up. “My son did?” She looked amused as she turned to Juyeon.

“Yeah,” you answered, grinning. “He was really cool.”

Juyeon blushed darkly once their eyes were on him. “W-what? I couldn’t ignore it. I wasn’t even doing that much. I was just helping out. You know, being a decent person,” he rambled and stood up. “Anyways, isn’t it getting late? Mom, Y/N has to go home soon and it’s gonna be pitch black outside if you keep her here.”

“Oh, you’re right.” Mrs. Lee frowned as she peered out the window. “Juyeon, you walk her home then.”

“What?” he sputtered out, looking between you and his mom before he caved, muttering, “I’ll go get my jacket.”

After an exchange of goodbyes, you had stepped out of the house and waited while Juyeon was slipping his shoes on. There was a moment of struggle where he had tied his laces too tight and couldn’t get the shoe on but he managed to slip it on after a few seconds of internal screaming. Juyeon zipped up his jacket the moment he stepped outside, the brisk coldness making his goosebumps rise.

“You really don’t have to walk me back,” you told Juyeon. “It’s cold outside.”

“It’s really late,” Juyeon replied, rubbing his hands together in hopes that the friction would provide some heat. “You shouldn’t be walking home by yourself, and I really don’t mind.”

“Thanks,” you mumbled, ducking your face. “For this, for what you did during practice—everything.”

Juyeon was glad that you weren’t looking at him because his mouth was opening and closing over and over again like a fish. He was also thankful for the fact that he could blame the dust of pink across his cheeks on the cold winter bite. Unfortunately, you lived close by so Juyeon didn’t have time to come up with a cool response and he didn’t want to leave things like this. There was a good vibe going on and he was upset that he couldn’t act upon it; when it came to you, Lee Juyeon was a coward.

“Um, we’re here so…” Juyeon trailed off when he turned to you, sort of thrown off by how beautiful you looked with your windswept hair and flushed cheeks. Dazed, he reached forward and moved a strand of your hair out of your face. “It’s good I walked you home and you’re not like, lost or… something—I’ll shut up now.”

You laughed, and it was an octave higher as if you were rattled from him touching your hair. “Ah, yes, a few streets down can be a harrowing trek.”

Juyeon laughed with you before his eyes settled on you. Your hands were crossed, rubbing your arms that were prickled with goosebumps. A wave of guilt washed through Juyeon and led him to strip his jacket off immediately. He ignored the piercing chill and put his jacket around your shoulders, making sure they covered your bare arms.

“My house is right here,” you argued. “You’re going to be cold.”

“Keep it on. I have something to tell you after the game,” Juyeon said firmly. It was his second burst of courage for you today and he was a little too amped up for his own good. “If you don’t like it then give me back my jacket tomorrow.”

Before you could respond, Juyeon turned on his heel and bolted home, the biggest grin across his face because he was head-over-heels for you.

Juyeon had never been so nervous in his life.

The game was underway, Juyeon’s leg bouncing as he eyeballed the scoreboard. His team was strong in the first two quarters, cutting it close by the third, but now they were neck-to-neck. They had ended with a tie and now they decided to go into overtime for the sake of choosing a winner for the game. It was a sudden death round so whoever scored first would win the game. Juyeon, however, found it difficult to concentrate.

Especially with Lee Minho breathing down his back.

“Are you ready?” his best friend asked.

“Yes—well, no, but I don’t really have a choice.”

“That’s true.”

“I already made the sign and told the team and everything,” Juyeon whined. “I really screwed myself over, Minho.”

Minho pushed at the back of his head. “Dude, I’m talking about the game.”

“Oh, that—that’s fine,” Juyeon stammered. “Fifteen minutes—we just have to win, and then I have to ask out the most amazing person I’ve ever met.”

“You could chicken out,” Minho suggested, “but that also comes with me never letting you live it down.”

“You see, I kind of already implied that I’m going to tell her something important.”

“You did?” Minho’s voice was somewhere between shocked and impressed.

“Shit, I gotta go,” Juyeon muttered, pushing himself off the bench. “Keep the poster safe for me!”

“Good luck, champ!”

Juyeon, sweaty and bangs sticking to his forehead, had to ignore every distraction and think about winning the game before his stomach threw itself into a pool of anxiety over asking you out. He got in a huddle with his team in the remaining fifteen seconds they had before they had to get in formation and lowered the facemask of his helmet. It was up to this one last play to determine whether they would win the game or not.

“Just like we practiced, alright?” Juyeon told them. “Double-wing power pass. We get them to bite thinking it’s a run play and then open up a passing lane.”

“Alright, let’s go,” Jaehyun cheered, and the rest of them put in their mouth guards and lowered their facemasks.

Juyeon took a shaky breath as he got in formation at the line of scrimmage. His heart was racing but he wasn’t sure it was about the game. Nevertheless, he steeled his nerves and held his ground. The whistle blew and the crowd was silent, observing the tension on the field carefully.

“Silver-80! Silver-80! Hut! Hut! Hike!” Juyeon yelled, and the center, Sangyeon, snapped the ball to him.

Juyeon faked a handoff to Jaehyun, the fullback, and spun around, rolling to his right. Changmin sped up in front of Juyeon to defend him. A smile tugged at Juyeon’s lips. Their plan was working just as he intended, but there was a problem: they couldn’t open up a passing lane for the running backs like he thought they would. The play was too rushed, so it wasn’t ever a guarantee.

So Juyeon had to do what he would normally deem crazy.

He spun at the sight of the other team coming to tackle him and skirted around the field, belting down the field. He dodged past another linebacker that tried to body him. His primary motivation was that he didn’t want a concussion before he confessed to you, but he assumed it was okay to admit that to himself as long as he didn’t throw the game.

Juyeon felt a hand grab him but he pushed forward, running across the goal line and into the end zone. He threw the ball down and cried out in joy as he scored a touchdown. The whistle blew and the scoreboard flipped. They won.

He did it.

Juyeon’s team ran to him, cheering at the top of their lungs. He was lifted up on Jaehyun and Younghoon’s shoulders, grinning happily before his heart sunk back down. The cheerleaders ran to the field, cheering and tossing their pom poms up. The crowd was roaring. Juyeon was realizing that he had to do the scariest thing that a heterosexual teenage boy ever had to experience.

“Jaehyun, Jaehyun,” Juyeon tapped his shoulder quickly. “We have no time. I have to do it now.”

“Oh shit.”

Jaehyun and Younghoon dropped Juyeon onto the turf. Juyeon winced at the sudden impact, gathering himself back to his feet and hoping you didn’t witness that. Jaehyun gave him a half-assed apology and pushed him forward to run and get his poster and flowers from Minho. Jaehyun then grabbed Changmin by the shoulders, urging him to go to the announcer’s booth.

Juyeon sprinted over to Minho, waving his hands dramatically. “Give, give, give,” he demanded amongst all the cheering.

Minho didn’t waste any time and pushed the poster and bouquet into Juyeon’s hands. “Break a leg, tiger.”

“Trust me, I nearly did.”

Juyeon jogged back onto the field, cheeks hot and head a little dizzy for what was about to come. He didn’t even tell his mom he was going to ask you out and she had to watch her son ask his best friend out to the dance. This was probably going to be a moment of utter humiliation but once Juyeon saw you in your high ponytail with a bright smile on your face, all that fear faded away and it was just you and him.

More importantly, you were wearing his jacket over your uniform and Juyeon felt like he was going to combust from the cuteness.

“Guys, guys,” Jaehyun called to the team. “Surround Juyeon. Make sure Y/N doesn’t see him.”

Juyeon’s heart was beating a hundred miles per second. He was glad he was running on the adrenaline from winning the game because otherwise, he would be cowering in fear and sweating buckets right now.

“Everyone, listen up!” Changmin spoke over the intercom. “First of all, the football team scored a major dub today—ow! Sunwoo, cut it out—alright, I’ll get to it!” Changmin broke from the mic and started bickering with Sunwoo.

There was a pause, and Juyeon was surprised to hear Minho’s voice fill the speakers, “Anyways, my buddy and our star quarterback, Juyeon, has something to say for a special someone.”

The crowd fell silent, a couple cheers and wolf-whistles as it was pretty obvious that a confession was about to happen.

“This is so fucking fluffy,” Sunwoo mumbled.

“Shut up, Sunwoo,” Juyeon replied, nudging him with his elbow.

The football team moved out of the way so that they weren’t huddled around Juyeon anymore. Juyeon’s breath caught in his throat as he walked forward to the middle of the field, holding up his sign, reading: Will you be my sunshine?

“Y/N,” he called out loudly, “honestly this confession is long overdue, but will you go to Winter Ball with me tonight and be my sunshine?”

The crowd started cheering and whistling again, and Juyeon wanted to die. She hadn’t even given him her answer yet and everyone was acting like she had agreed and they eloped. The cheerleaders pushed Y/N forward and she approached Juyeon, looking like a deer in headlights.

Juyeon took another shaky breath and continued, “I’ve been in love with you for so long so it would be an honor if I could take you to the dance,” he said and his voice dropped to a whisper. “I’m sorry if this is uncomfortable for you.”

You bit your lip but that wasn’t enough to contain the happiness that showed on your face. You zipped up Juyeon’s jacket and threw yourself into his arms. Everyone practically exploded but Juyeon was sure his heartbeat was louder. He wrapped his arms around you and buried his face into your shoulder.

Was this what people called a Christmas miracle?

“Oh shit!” Changmin screamed over the intercom. (“Shut up, they’re having a moment,” Minho’s faint voice was picked up in the background).

“Oh my god, you just made me the happiest man alive,” he mumbled.

You pulled back and reached forward to move his damp bangs off of his forehead. “Took you long enough.”

“Wait, did you—did you like me?” Juyeon choked out.

You laughed and cupped his face in your hands. There was a shaky inhale and exhale of breaths when his lips brushed against yours, and Juyeon closed the distance, kissing you like he was starved of your touch. His hold tightened on you as you melted into him, and then you both pulled away, smiling and dazed and lovesick.

You giggled. “Does that answer your question?”

“Yes,” he breathed out, grinning as he brushed his nose against yours.

Juyeon could care less about all the presents and holiday cheer because he had you and you were all he wanted.

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These are some fanfic's that i litterilly can't get out of my head and I had to share them :) the opinion that I write under it is my own opinion! ily,liz <3

TOM HOLLAND & PETER PARKER

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The choices we make & The choices we make 2 - @t-lostinworlds

This was the first thing that I read where I cried my eyes out. I never cried that much over a fanfic before and I think I never will. I was soooooo done after reading this. This will tear u apart, I swear... :(

lazy saturday - @ptersmj

This is maybe short, but this is one of the cutest things I ever read :) I always read it when I feel bad and it really helps, I'm so happy that I found that short masterpiece! She generally writes the cutest things ever!!!

truth serum - @ptersmj

I read this in the middle of the night and I laughed my ass of, this is just amazing!!

The fame game - Serie - @duskholland

Genuinely one of the best series I ever read. The tension, the emotions, the feelings, you got everything in there. An amazing enimies to lovers Serie by one of the best writers I know!!!

meet your match - @duskholland

This. THIS. IS. SO. DAMN. GOOD. omggg, I can't even count how many times I already read that!

Getting his fill - @duskholland

I live for dom!tom. But this is another level. When you didnt read it yet then... You okay?

adore - @duskholland

Luckily I found that when I was in my professor!tom phase, THIS IS WHAT I CALL A GOOD PROFESSOR!TOM FIC!!!

Kiss it better - @marvelousell

That's SO SO good I can't even describe it. I would say that it got a 'high' tw (trigger warning). But this another masterpiece that I already read multiple times.

Hold me - @marvelousell

Another thing with a kinda 'high' tw! But at the same time another amazing masterpiece!!! Btw, I'm kinda addicted to argument aka fighting fics recently, so when you like something like that too then is this PERFECT!

lover of mine - mini Serie - @felicityparkers

THIS IS SO ADORABLE! I love every single one of them! Another writer that I generally adore so so so much!!!

Best friends & Best boyfriend - @trashinaglass

I can't get enough of it, this is so fucking cute and heartbreaking at the same time! You NEED to read it!!!

unlawful professor - @smutsonian

Another smut that is litterilly a diffrent level of smut. This is a Peter parker one-shot but this is AMAZING!!!

Black beauty - Serie - @blissfulparker

A Serie that I already read at least 5 times and I just can't get enough of it! A beautiful koh!tom x angel!reader Serie that is just SO SO good!!!

Happiness is a butterfly - Serie - @blissfulparker

Another Serie of her that I could read again and again and again... I LOVE IT SM!

yes, professor holland - @porterporker

THIS IS JUST EVERYTHING!!! I searched sooooo long for it and I was FINALLY able to find it! YOU HAVE TO READ IT!!!

Thermometer - @hollandsimpson

A fanfic that I just recently read and I litterilly laughed my ass of, you need to read this ASAP!!!

Blow a kiss fire a gun - Serie - @hollandroos

I genuinely can't describe how good this Serie is. When i would have the chance to read only one more Serie on tumblr... Then I would choose this one! This Serie is something else, I swear. I never read something that emotional and beautiful at the same time. When you didnt read that yet then... Wow, I'm really disappointed. READ IT RIGHT NOW!!!

Run to me - Serie - @hollandroos

The sequel to 'Blow a kiss fire a gun'. THIS IS SO SO DAMN GOOD!!! I would litterilly die for this Serie. A Serie you just HAVE to read!!!

Always and forever - Serie - @maaaddiexo

Another Serie that I can't describe in words... This is just AMAZING!!! I think i've already read it about 4 times and I can't get enough!!!

Match made in Hell - Serie - @spidernerdsblog

This Serie is ongoing but this Serie is SO SO SO EXTREMELY GOOD LIKE OH MY DAMN GOD!!!

We're only kidding ourselves - Serie - @wazzupmrstark

Another Serie that I would die for... Honestly I'm not the biggest fan of long Serie's, but THIS IS WORTH THE READ I SWEAR!!!

scream in Italien - @tomsrebeleyebrow

Litterilly one of the first things I ever read and I'm SO SO SO glad that I found it again!!!

peter holland - @ollieologys

I've read this just a few days ago and I'm so happy that I found it! It's so so so sweet but at the same time kinda sad and devastating but I LOVE it!!!

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Masterlist's

@angelic-holland || masterlist

Nearly her entire masterlist is smut. But her smut is something else. YOU HAVE TO read her smut AT LEAST ONE TIME. I already read every piece of smut from here about 10 times and I'm always so impressed like omggg.

@marvelouspeterparker || masterlist

One of the first writer I discovered and I'm so glad that I found her, her writing is SO SO SO extremely good!!! When you didn't read her entire masterlist yet then... Are you sure that you know what good fanfiction is?

@multiholland || masterlist

A writer that kinda always brings me back into writing honestly... I love her writing sm like omgggggg. Just such a pure and amazing writer!!!

@flower-cage || masterlist

This is another level of smut too... YOU NEED TO READ HER ENTIRE MASTERLIST ASAP!!! I seriously can't describe how glad I'am that I found this account!!!

@lousimusician || masterlist

One of the first writer I discovered too and I'm not complaining! :) I love her writing!!!

@waitimcomingtoo || masterlist

Again one of the first writers I discovered and definitely one of the best I know! I remember how I read nearly her entire masterlist in ONE NIGHT because I couldn't get enough!!! Definitely one if my fav's writer ever!!!

@kissedbylove || masterlist

SO SO SO GOOD omgggg. I read nearly her entire masterlist in just a few days! A writer I will always adore!!!

@spideyyeet || masterlist

When you need some good old fluff or something that just makes you smile... Here you got it!!!

@heyhihellowhatsup0 || masterlist

Another writer that I already follow for such a long amount of time! I litterilly nearly read everything on her masterlist and it's just amazing. You NEED to check her out!!!

@parkeraul || masterlist

I genuinely can't describe how much I love her ENTIRE masterlist. Everything on her masterlist is just SO SO SO GOOD!!! When you didn't checked her out yet then... You good?

HARRY STYLES

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Carpool karaoke - @kind-heart

Already read it about 4 times and every time it gets better and better and better! I genuinely ADORE this one-shot!!!

Wish upon a star - Serie - @mysweetestcreature

I found this just a few weeks ago and I already read it 3 times. I never read something like that before but I really really really enjoyed reading that! READ IT!!!

fine line - @harrystylescherry

Definitely one of the cutest and loveliest things I ever read. This is SO SO SO DAMN pure and soft at the same time like omggg. LOVE IT!!!

five seconds - @autumn-sunflowers

I've just recently discovered that one and I'm definitely not complaining! This is sooooo sweet and pure!!!

Cup of tea - @permanentcross

I'm telling you the truth when I say that this is everything you need for the rest of your life :) !!!

Lesson learnt - @vocalharry

A one-shot that I would definitely sell my soul for. THIS IS SO SO SO GOOD! Just READ IT!!!

yes daddy I will - @floral-suits

Am I allowed to post that here? *_* THIS IS SOMETHING DIFFRENT like omgggggg. I promise you that you will LOVE IT!!!

When i kissed the teacher - Serie - @songbirdstyles

When i had to choose between this Serie or my own life, I would choose this Serie without hesitation! I already read it 5 times and I can't describe to you how much I love this Serie! READ IT ASAP!!!

Screw my brain ('till it hurts) - @songbirdstyles

I would do A LOT to read that for the first time again... This gave me litterilly GOOSEBUMPS because I couldn't handle the DAMN TENSION! A MUST HAVE!!!

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MASTERLIST'S

@and-im-okay-with-it || masterlist

THIS. THIS. IS. SO. FINE. Like so So SO FiNe!I honestly love her entire masterlist and I would litterilly die when she would delete her account!!!

@watchmegetobsessed || masterlist

I can't describe in words how much I love her. I could sit here for hours and just talk about her account... The affort that she puts in her pieces, the emotions, the fellings. It's just true perfection and I would do everything to read every single one of her works for the first time again!!!

@hes-writer || masterlist

I couldn't decide which one of her works I should put on this list, so I just linked her entire masterlist here for you. Another writer I would die for! I can't even count how many times I already cried when I read her pieces! I LOVE HER SM!!!

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SHAWN MENDES

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Sexy Playlist/Dirty Mixtape - @sauveteen

This so sweet, pretty, pure and hot at the same time, another thing that I would sell my soul too asap. PLEASE READ IT!!!

Fuck me like you hate me - @sauveteen

This killed me. This thing literally destroyed my entire body. I honestly don't know how I should describe this... THIS IS EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE NEEDS TO READ THIS!!!

Arpeggio - @lonelyreputation

I read this a few weeks ago and it's definitely one of my favorite things on this Plattform! READ IT RIGHT NOW!!!

Cuts - @lonelyreputation

THIS IS SO DAMN CUTE AND PURE like omgggg. This made my heart smile i swear!!!

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MASTERLIST

@infiniteshawn || masterlist

Her entire masterlist will destroy you completely. It will blow your mind and you will die while reading it, I swear. MASTERPIECE!!!

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lil side note: Obviously I won't force you to read anything! These are my own thoughts and opinions to each fanfic! Even when you are usually just reading Tom Holland or Peter Parker, I still recommend the Harry Styles and Shawn mendes ones to you! They are really good! ily,liz <3

#fic recs #harry styles fanfic #tom holland fanfiction #peter parker fanfiction #shawn mendes fanfiction #love it #fanfic recommendation

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