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[mikalara-dracula]

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Can you headcanon for S boys teaching you how to dance for a vampire ball?

And can it be fluff and slight NSFW if it applies

🎻 Extended Vampire Ball Alphabet + Additional Hcs [Shu's Vers.]—

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Hi there, Anon!

Thank you so much for requesting! Sorry for the wait. I hope you don’t mind but I decided to go all out for this post since I had a lot to say. I included what you wanted but added a bunch of other stuff that contributed to the subject and turned it into a vampire ball alphabet. As much as I wanted to include all of the brothers in one post, Tumblr's limitations on posts are restricting me from doing so. So with this, the other S brother’s versions will be out soon, and I’ll link them to this one when they’re finished. Hope you enjoy Shu’s version. Feel free to request again anytime. :)

Additional note: I extended my alphabet and added additional hcs because I hate limiting myself to just the standard alphabet alone haha. Cuz like who tf does that lmao? xDD

Made with: @liannelara-dracula

***Before we get into the alphabet and hcs, let’s get into some context about this scenario***

Since there's much more to vampire balls, I figured I'd cover a whole bunch of stuff that happens in them as well.

So, to start off, even though the Sakamakis have lives to maintain in the human realm, every so often they’re summoned back to the demon world by their father with some sort of excuse.

And one of those excuses (of many!) Karl arranges for them to attend a vampire ball every so often since he has to provide some alternate form of entertainment to his vampire nobles, so why not have his sons attend since they’re the talk amongst women in the demon realm?

It’s one of the many perfect excuses to make them come and do what Karl wants, and there may be more to this depending on what he wants from his sons.

His sons are what everyones’ eyes are on, so he expects them to be flawless in every way, including how they act and such since they’re royalty.

So, who they choose to bring to balls is no exception since they not only have to appear perfect, but their dates must be as well.

The same goes for their dancing, especially since they’ll all be participating in their own dance pieces with their dates, so it has to be perfect. Since the boys are all required to have a performance of their own, they’ve just stuck to waltzes due to tradition since they’re classy and sophisticated.

(We’ll get to the types of dances danced at vampire balls in just a sec!)

Traditionally, all members of a royal household would perform their own dance pieces before the nobles got the dancefloor for themselves and started dancing all different types of dances. And you can bet Karl definitely holds this custom strong at the royal court.

It’s something he insists on due to tradition, and bear in mind that his sons may even be forced to dance with other vampire nobles if the situation calls for it regardless of who they take to the ball as their date.

After all, if one of his sons refused to dance with a nobleman’s daughter, it would be an offense and you can bet Karl would punish any one of his sons if he found out about this.

And as their dates, you have to be prepared to dance with other nobles if they seek for your hand, and no refusal is accepted without an adequate excuse.

Bear in mind that the boys most certainly act differently in the demon realm since they need to appear “perfect”—so no “off” behavior, it is strictly forbidden and enforced by Karl himself since he has an image to uphold as the king of vampires. So basically, the bad traits they display in the human world, they’re not allowed here, or at least, some are a bit faint or muted.

The luxurious vampire stereotype originates from the Byronic Hero. So since vampires are depicted to ravish in luxury and live lavish lives, balls in demon realm are highly luxurious.

They are usually a mix of baroque or victorian in style since Karl really liked the elegance from these time periods.

Since balls encompass a mix of baroque and victorian style, the dances danced at court are usually quadrille dances, the Courante, the Bourée, the Gallopade, the Sarabande, the Laender, the Minuet, the Rigaudon, Bohemian Polka, the Gigue, the Hornpipe, the Gavotte, L’Allemande, and the Viennese Waltz.

Here are some videos for reference examples:

Quadrille: (1), (2), (3). Gallopade: (1). Laendler and Bohemian Polka: (1). Viennese Waltz: (1). Minuet: (1). Sarabande: (1). Gigue: (1). Bourée: (1). Hornpipe: (1). Rigaudon: (1). Gavotte: (1). Courante: (1). L'Allemande: (1).

These dances are the ones nobles usually dance since they all group together and dance after each royal family member has finished their personal performance with their date.

But Karl honestly doesn’t mind if sons don’t use the waltz as their personal dance piece because he likes being up with the times in the human world along with modern human customs.

But as mentioned before, because the waltz has been used by the boys as a tradition for so long, and it’s a classy, sophisticated dance, he’d much prefer it since you can’t go wrong because some modern dances will be viewed as vulgar even though contemporary society doesn’t view them that way.

Traditionally, men pick out their partner's dresses since women are just puppets for status display.

Since the entire ball will consist of vampires who are constantly battling to find something to quench their thirst, human servants are definitely supplied to the palace that night to not only serve the noble guests but also be their appetizers if desired. These servants are pretty lifeless and are not allowed to speak whatsoever, so they’re just thrown around anywhere by these vampire nobles and Karl could care less if they’re killed. He literally has other servants to clean up that type of mess.

And like any other ball, food will be served. At Karl’s balls, he prefers to have human world food since it’s a luxury for vampires as Reiji has mentioned. And all the nobles look forward to it because it’s not all the time that they get to have a taste of human-world food that is delicate compared to their grotesque and “off” cuisine.

Since the boys are royalty, they’ll be introduced to nobles, and you as their date will be as well.

Nobles are required to curtsy/bow to them when greeting or meeting them for the first time, so you can best bet you’ll be getting the same treatment as their date.

It’s canon that the demon realm has an official demon language, but since this is high society, most are educated, and because Karl likes adding humanistic elements to his events, he mainly requires everyone to speak English since it's the most popular language in the human world, but the demon language is still allowed

Side note: English is only taught to vampire nobles in the demon realm since Karl requires them to know it. It’s considered super high education since English belongs to a world most vampires can never go to.

Karl usually hosts his balls at his private castle where he rules the entire vampire kingdom, the main royal court basically.

Or, he sometimes holds them at the castle he has set for his sons to use when they marry off.

(It’s canon that Karl has one main castle for himself where he rules, and one for his sons to refuge to if needed. It’s also used as another home for them as seen in one of the game routes.)

Hopefully this all makes sense thus far haha!

So with this, let’s move on to the boy’s extended alphabets + additional hcs. :)

This is going to be a long ride since there’s a lot of stuff to cover, so feel free to grab a coffee/tea or whatever. :)

General Hcs:

He honestly hates the idea of balls in general.

And in the demon realm it’s much worse since he has to set a perfect impression due to being the heir.

@liannelara-dracula and I have headcanoned that Karl doesn’t tolerate Shu’s laziness when it comes to demon realm-related things. Karl lets Shu get away with it in the human world, but not in the demon world.

There, Shu is the heir—the next king—and the last thing Karl wants is for the heir to be viewed with an unamiable trait unfit for a future king.

So yeah, his laziness—Karl won’t tolerate it here, and Shu will receive punishments if he disappoints in anyway so.

It’s mostly because he had an image to maintain as the heir, which means having to put in effort that he doesn’t want.

In the past, balls for him were always annoying since he was presented with suitresses or had to engage in small talk with noblemen, it being just a bunch of forced effort.

As the heir, his mother nudged him a lot to choose a suitress as well, so a lot more pressure and annoyance was added.

Shu just doesn’t care about things like this—it’s as simple as that, but there’s no way he’s getting out of this.

And you can bet there was a lot of scolding/nudging from Reiji and Karlheinz to get his ass in gear for the next vampire ball in order to maintain the family image, but yet, he was still unwilling.

He was honestly so reluctant that it even took Laito to give him a nudge.

At first, Shu refused, but when Laito said that dancing would be the perfect excuse to touch/hold his lover close and show others that they're taken, he had second thoughts about it all.

Plus, with Shu receiving a final threat from Karl to be launched into space also put him over the top to get moving for this event.

Vampire Ball Alphabet:

A || Advice

🎻 What kind of advice does he give his s/o before the ball?

Bear in mind that vampire balls are total snake pits. There’s a lot of wandering eyes and curious ears.

Women’s lips are the main source of gossip in the royal court and they’ll try to set you up with other suitors even if you’re taken, so Shu warns you to not pay any attention to them.

“But how exactly am I supposed to shake them off without being rude?” You’d ask.

“It’s simple.” He’d answer with the usual hazy look in his eyes. “Just tell them what we do in bed and they’ll buzz off.”

“Shu!” You’d smack his arm playfully, causing him to chuckle at your reaction. “I meant more appropriate advice.”

He’d sigh. “Just ignore them, they have nothing better to do anyways.”

Also, remember that everybody there is trying to get info out of you regarding Shu since he’s the heir.

And this can be pretty intimate in query, even going down to asking if you two are planning to get married any time soon, which lets them know if they or their daughters have a chance because even if you’re Shu’s partner, it doesn’t stop others from pursuing him regardless.

Basically, in the demon realm, only married people are off-limits. Until then, they’re still considered “single.”

Shu also warns you about the male nobles as well, such as how some will try to pursue you either for fun or just an advantage since you’re close to the heir himself.

B || Behavior

🎻 How does he act at the ball? What does he do while there?

Bear in mind that at vampire balls, he’s acting.

And putting on one hell of an act considering he’s ditching his usual lazy persona and putting on the “heir” facade.

Plus, Karl’s watching his ass like a hawk to ensure he doesn’t get lazy during the event or ditch/leave early.

In general when Shu’s speaking to nobles at the ball, he’s polite but rather cold with his words. It’s all minor small talk that he’s simply not interested in, but gives it his all because he can’t be rude or avoid conversation unless he wants to be sent to the North Pole again, or better yet, outer space (it’s canon that he’s worried about being sent there next for a punishment).

As for you, he likes to keep you close to him since he doesn’t want others roping you into trouble since this isn’t a world you’re familiar with.

C || Class ranking

🎻 Which social classes are allowed at vampire balls? In the world of royalty, only specific classes of nobles are allowed to speak to the noble family. So with this, which ranking of classes is he comfortable speaking with, or does he not care about this sort of thing at all?

In general (apart from the royal family), only dukes/duchesses, marquis/marquises, counts/countesses, earls/viscounts/viscountesses, and barons/baronesses are allowed to participate in royal balls since it takes place at court.

In addition, an invitation is required in order to enter and participate at the ball.

When it comes to nobles speaking to him, Shu could care less about which class they’re in.

I mean, it’s canon that he brought Edgar to a ball when they were kids so he could participate, so class ranking is the last thing on his mind since Edgar was a village boy. Shu could honestly care less about that shit.

If someone approaches him even if they’re not supposed to according to their class, he’ll speak to them regardless, but will try to brush them off quickly since he doesn’t want to attract attention.

Sadly, it just looks bad in the demon realm for him to speaking with someone of lower rank.

Ugh! Those classist, arrogant, vampire nobles!

D || Dance lessons

🎻 How does he teach/prep his s/o for dancing at the ball?

Now, when it comes to dancing, it’s just something that Shu knows how to do due to being the heir, not something he really enjoys like a certain fedora-wearing vampire.

But because you’re going with Shu, he actually doesn’t mind it, but he considers prepping to be a bit of a drag.

He was pretty apathetic about teaching you at first.

Not because you sucked or anything, it was just because he was being his usual lazy self.

You both had just returned home from school and were now standing in the manor’s ballroom.

With the usual hazy look on his face, he’d sigh, “Let’s just get this over with.”

As stated before, each member of a royal household has to have a dance of their own with the person they bring to the ball (the waltz I mentioned earlier); and these are performed before the nobles have the dancefloor to themselves and dance among themselves along with members of the royal family.

Since he has to perform a dance of his own with you, he’ll definitely focus more on that special waltz than the other dances since this is the one that really has to set an impression.

But he’ll also be teaching you other dances as well since you might have to dance with other nobles if you’re asked to.

Shu would begin by teaching you the basics of the waltz first, such as how to hold his hand and where to place the other, even going down to how close you two need to be in order to dance properly.

When you first started, you thought you were close enough to him, but that was until he put a hand on your lower back and pulled you closer to him, almost to the point where you felt that you were grinding into him.

A subtle hint of blush rose to your cheeks due to the proximity, and of course, because he noticed and loves to tease you, he has to say something.

“Heh, admit it, you like being on me.”

“Shut up!”

And bear in mind that this is only the beginning of his antics.

Shu’s not strict like Reiji when it comes to teaching you, but bear in mind that he’s expecting you to dance right and make it look presentable at least (to which you are of course!).

When it would come to movement, Shu would begin to teach you where to step, but in all honesty, he insists you follow his lead since he gets lazy to explain.

Just let him do all the work for once, seriously.

If you’re wearing leggings, tight pants, or short shorts, he’s definitely going to smack/clutch your ass while practicing with you.

Like, you’ll be so focused on following his lead along with the music, that you’re letting your guard down, which is where he’ll decide to throw you off.

“Shu, quit it! You made me mess up.”

“What? You’re the one that got distracted.” He’d smirk, playing oh-so innocent.

If he’s dipping you, he’ll purposely drop you just to annoy you.

“Shu!” You’d complain, pain echoing in your body due to the sudden impact of hitting the ground.

“Heh, my bad.” He’d chuckle, a smirk soon following. “Guess I forgot to catch you.”

“Ugh!”

Even though he won’t admit it, but he does like to twirl you. He just loves the idea of spinning you and roping you back into his arms. He also thinks you look pretty while doing so.

Because he’s preparing you for something he has to make a perfect impression on, you can imagine the practice goes on for quite a while.

At some point, if you get tired and your breath begins to hitch due to it, he’s definitely going to be an ass and tease you about it, his stamina far above your own.

“Heh, are you tired already? You usually last longer when we-,”

“Shut up!” You’d say, playfully hitting his arm, leading him to laugh.

Luckily though, Shu’s lead isn’t very tough to follow and you end up picking up his style and pace, thus dancing pretty well with him.

Shu does rectify a few things in order to hone your skills, but isn’t too picky—as long as it’s right and looks presentable to a noble audience, that’s all he’s expecting from you.

Not like Reiji where he expects perfection.

As for the other dances, they were fairly complicated when it came to movement and speed, and you kept stepping on his feet or in the wrong direction.

Surprisingly, he doesn’t get mad or even irked no matter how many times you’d mess up, he actually found it funny.

Sometimes, he’d even trick you and make you go in the wrong direction when it was supposed to be the opposite, which led you to scold him every time he’d do it since he found it amusing how much you trusted him.

“Shu, stop it. At this rate, I’ll never get it.”

“Heh, who told you to trust me?” He’d slightly smirk.

Will sometimes poke your sides to make you jolt and mess up.

But nonetheless, with enough practice and teasing, you ended up learning the other dances pretty well and felt pretty prepared for the ball.

Fingers crossed.🤞

E || Etiquette

🎻 How does he teach his s/o ball etiquette (language and actions)? How does he teach his s/o ball-relevant table manners?

In general, when it comes to teaching you he barely explains.

He usually explains about once or twice because he's too lazy to reiterate and practice/demo with you.

He is so vague about everything, it’s enough to drive anyone crazy. It’s the lazy-ass in him.

When covering table etiquette, he gets exponentially lazy with explaining what each utensil is for.

For example, he’ll tell you that a utensil is for something specific, and then when speaking about it again, he’ll tell you it’s for something else.

"Shu, a minute ago you said that spoon was for soup!"

"Oh, really?” He’d say, his voice tainted with its usual haze. “Guess I was thinking about the second spoon then."

He'll even make up rules just to throw you off.

Or to make matters worse, he’ll just start making up stuff that’s enough to have your eyes roll.

“They say the people that start with the third spoon have really dirty minds.”

Countering his remark, you’d say, “Then I can guess which one you start with.”

He’d only end up laughing at your remark, finding it amusing as his teasing is relentless to cease.

If you're really struggling tho, he’ll step in and help a bit more.

But he honestly just loves teasing you and seeing you mess up since he finds you getting angry to be amusing and hot.

While you’re busy looking at the set plate in front of you and trying to figure out which utensil to pick up next without his help, he’ll purposely throw you off such as poking your side or licking your ear.

“Shu, quit it! I have to figure this out.” You’d scold.

“It’s the first fork on the right.” He’d say, revealing the answer to which utensil you were supposed to pick up next.

“Ugh! You weren’t supposed to tell me. I’m the one who has to figure it out.”

When teaching you the proper ball etiquette (language/movement), it’s honestly an adventure.

You actually end up forcing him to practice because you need help since you don’t want to say the wrong thing, and like usual, is he much help? Nah.

He will laugh if you mess up, and if you ask him for clarification he’ll lie to you just to embarrass you during practice.

Of course, you'll realize that he's messing with you sooner than later, which leads you to playfully hit him, to which he laughs and gets a kick out of.

And after enough teasing, he'll then tell you what you actually have to do, such as how to take his arm when walking and such.

If you do or say something that is a little too scandalous for a ball during practice, he'll point it out.

For example, at some point you wanted to take off your silk gloves (you’ll be wearing them at the ball obviously, so why not practice with them on) during practice because it was getting a little warm after wearing them for a while.

And with this, Shu would be quick to say something since women removing their gloves was considered sexual at one point. And in the demon world, they still think that way.

“Well, aren’t you a lewd woman.” He’d tease.

“What?” You’d question, having no idea what he’s talking about.

“Your gloves.”

Feeling confused, you’d say, “All I did was take them off?”

With his gaze elsewhere, he’d add, “It’s suggestive.”

“How so?”

Quickly pinning you to a nearby surface, he’d smirk, “Heh, I could show you.”

“Shu!”

And because this is a royal ball, it’s certain that hand kissing will happen.

So when practicing this, he may lick and take a drink from your hand or fingers since it's canon that Shu likes drawing blood from these areas.

Additional E-word || Eye-contact

🎻 How often is he keeping eye contact with you? Is he constantly keep an eye on you during the ball or does he let you go off and do your own thing?

Shu prefers that you stick by his side during the ball to avoid the trouble of people pestering you and possibly roping you into trouble.

However, he’s not going to be strict with you and insist you stay glued to him the entire time, so he lets you venture whenever and wherever you please.

But make no mistake that his sapphire eyes are constantly wavering over to your figure to make sure you’re doing okay and that no trouble is arising.

You sometimes meet and lock gazes with him for a split second since he’s averting his eyes to you every few minutes or so.

He even does this when conversing with other nobles! 

It’s honestly crazy how no one questions him about it, he’s just that good at hiding it and acting totally normal.

But you know Shu only does this because he knows this is all new to you, and the last thing he wants is for others to take advantage.

You wish he wouldn’t worry so much, but you can’t change a vampire’s protective nature. And because he’s acting composed while being observant of your safety, you let it slide even though he’s on edge.

F || Fashion

🎻 What kind of attire does he pick out for his s/o?

As mentioned before, men pick their partner’s dresses according to demon world tradition.

Shu honestly wanted you to pick it out since he could care less about some silly custom of the ancients, but Karl wasn’t having this since like I mentioned before, he has no tolerance for his laziness for demon world-related things.

So, considering this is a vampire ball, which showcases luxury of all sorts, the dresses are expected to be extravagant and princess-like whether someone likes it or not—so it means layers upon layers before finally putting the actual dress on.

And all that layering was quite annoying, but pain is beauty as they say.

And with this, Shu teases you about the layering, but more so in a lewd way.

“Y’know, you can’t say this is exactly fair.” He’d say, eyeing you in the gown. “All those layers will be tiresome to take off you after the ball is over.”

“Shut up!”

Since he has to pick it out, he kinda ranges between blue or yellow or even gold in color since he thinks they’ll look beautiful on you.

Dress examples that he may pick out for his s/o:

Dress 1 (shoes I found that could match)

Dress 2

Dress 3

Dress 4

Dress 5

Dress 6

Dress 7

Dress 8

(Note: You can pick out any dress/garments/accessories you want, these are just examples.)

Additional F-word || Flabbergasted

🎻 Something his s/o does at the ball that leaves him flabbergasted.

If you happened to refuse one guy who wanted to dance with you (all with a good excuse of course) and you explicitly said no because you thought he was creepy.

That would make Shu’s day and he has to say something about it.

“That wasn’t royal-like.” He’d tease chuckling under his breath, soon approaching you.

“Well, you're the only one that really has to behave.” You’d mention.

“Is that so? Are you saying princesses can be naughty?” He’d tease.

“Shut up!”

G || Gallantry

🎻 Is there anything he likes to do with his s/o at balls? Scandalous even?

Shu honestly just likes being by your side and not much else.

He’s quite lazy, and balls are not a thing that piques his interest.

Although, if Shu sees an opportunity, he’ll definitely do something scandalous with you, such as kissing you when no one’s looking—he finds this really amusing, especially if he can kiss your shoulders or neck and catch you off guard since you’re not expecting it.

And if you just so happen to sound lewd to him while doing so, he honestly can’t contain himself.

“Heh, sounds like you want everyone to hear you.” He’d smirk.

“Shut up.” You’d half whisper, playfully hitting him in hopes of no one noticing, leaving him to slightly laugh at your retort.

Additional G-word || Gift

🎻 Does he give gifts to his s/o before/at the ball/or after?

Considering this is a royal ball, and because he’s the heir, he’s definitely expected to give his date something before they go to the ball.

In the past with his dates, he’d usually just give them whatever, as long as it was luxurious in value, it just pennies to the family’s fortune.

But since you’re his girl, you’re special, so he’s take time into giving you something meaningful.

The one time he isn’t lazy.

Since you mean a lot to him, he’s going to give you two gifts, but both as a surprise of course—one before the ball and one during the ball so others can watch him spoiling you. It’s a way for him to show his devotion towards you and that he’s not planning on seeing anyone else.

Before the ball, he’d probably gift you something along the lines of jewels. Apart from it being a thought in regards to you, but it’s also something for you to wear to the ball and add the perfect accessories to your attire.

During the ball however, he wants to give you something that will definitely call everyone’s attention.

He probably got it all wrapped up in a super cute and intricate box with silk ribbon and a bow to finish it off.

When it comes to this gift, he’s probably going to give you something like a small cat or dog with a satin bow around its neck.

Now, I know this may not seem like a super royal gift, but vampires in the demon world find animals from the human world to be fascinating since the animals in their world are demonic and unapproachable.

So a cute, docile thing like a cat or a dog is enough to send them over the edge in awe and possible jealousy since they can’t have one due to the demon realm being inhabitable for human world animals.

H || Honor

🎻 Undoubtedly, since you’re this prince’s date, people are going to have a million questions about you. So when asked about you, how does he speak about you to other nobles? What does he consider you as/what does he think of you?

Shu already knows that he’s going to be bombarded with a lot of questions regarding you, so it’s no surprise to him when it happens.

He actually handles this subject pretty well and is rather prepared.

Since you’re his date and not married to him in this scenario, he just tells nobles that you’re someone he’s interested in whenever he’s prompted with this question.

The reason why he doesn’t say you’re his girlfriend or whatever is simply because it isn’t sophisticated in this world because nobles are old-fashioned and still stuck in the Baroque and Victorian periods.

And who back then called a woman their girlfriend back then? No one. It was either they were pursuing them to become their wives or they already were.

Shu has to drop the modernism here since the ball’s guests are far from understanding modern customs to which he can his brothers have somewhat adapted to.

I mean, it’s not like the Diaboys have accepted every modern idea from the human world.

So Shu has to be very careful with his language here regarding you since he doesn’t want to come off as vulgar or too modern in an out-of-date world, especially since he’s the heir and the one most girls want to pursue because of his title.

I || Image

🎻 What kind of image does he uphold at the ball?

Shu upholds the image of being the heir, and really does try his best since he doesn’t want to be punished for not acting as expected.

As was said before, he’s acting.

So no laziness or plopping down on a couch to listen to his MP3 player, or attempting to leave early—none of that!

He comes off as this dutiful heir that still has a lot to learn compared to his father, but is very well prepared for what’s to come when he succeeds the throne.

So basically, he’s viewed as perfect for his position as heir and prince at the moment—prepared, knowledgeable, but not more than his father yet.

And because Shu’s so good at faking this active-heir facade, people fall for this faulty image of him, and he’s viewed as the ultimate future king.

Karl gets lots of comments regarding Shu’s “preparedness” for the throne, to which Karl fakely appreciates.

Deep down, Karl knows his son’s just a lazy-ass that is nowhere near succeeding him and isn’t the “perfect” heir he displays himself to be.

J || Jealousy

🎻 How does he feel if you have to dance with someone else?

Shu knows this is unavoidable, but there isn’t much he can do since there’s no law prohibiting it in the demon realm.

It’s viewed as respectful, and in your case specifically, it’s an honor for anyone who gets to dance with the heir’s date/partner.

Some believe that by doing this, it may secure them a place closer to the king and/or future king by dancing with their partner. So you can best bet you’re going to get asked by many at the ball.

Shu may seem controlled and demonstrate a cold exterior to everyone there, but deep down he’s a little annoyed by you having to dance with someone else.

And Shu’s definitely going to be observant of who dances with you, how many times they do, and how they’re touching you while doing so.

Omg his pettiness.

And he’ll be doing this while being all stone cold towards it and acting like it doesn’t bother him when it does.

And if he sees that you’re getting too focused or wrapped up in it, he’ll try to distract you while you’re dancing by sending you seductive stares or mouthing dirty words in your direction to throw you off guard so you’ll mess up and the dance will stop.

Or better yet, if his jealousy really gets the best of him, he might even step in and make a surprise entrance by joining the dance himself, leaving you quite shocked since you’re not expecting it, and leaving one guy out of the group singled out since Shu took his spot in dancing with you lol xDD.

K || Karlheinz’s approval

🎻 What would Karl think of you as his son’s date? Does he approve?

Shu doesn’t really like the idea of presenting you to his father, but he knows that as the heir, there’s no way he’s going to get out o this.

Plus, he’s Karl’s favorite son, so the bar is set quite high on who Shu chooses to date/bring to the ball.

Karl’s honestly pretty interested in who his sons bring to the ball since he likes to mingle and get to know them.

Karl most certainly took a liking to you since he knows Shu won’t bring just anyone with him to the ball.

He’s not Laito.

For Shu to bring you, and not some random noblewoman as he had done in the past countless times, Karl acknowledges that you’re quite special to him.

And if you really set an impression on his father and he takes a liking to you, he may even ask for a dance with you.

Shu definitely doesn’t like this since he knows his father’s prone to literally “pounce” on just any girl. But Shu can’t exactly say no to his father dancing with you since it might lead to him getting punished.

So Shu decides to let this go since it’s pretty harmless, but make no mistake that he’s watching Karl like a hawk to make sure he doesn’t try anything foolish or plan anything later on.

Hell, Karl even flirted with Yui once, but that’s another story.

So you can best bet Karl might do the same thing to you if his interest and liking to you took him far enough, but Shu would be quick to intervene and prevent him from doing so.

Karl may even show romantic interest in you not because he means it, but it may be to piss Shu off and to see how much he really cares about you since Karl’s not close with his son, thus, not really allowing him to know much about his heir’s love life (to which he takes high interest in!).

This mischievous mf!

L || Libido

🎻 Is he into pre/post-ball sex?

Mmm, if there’s one thing Shu looks forward to about this entire thing (probably the only thing if he’s in the mood), it’s post-ball sex.

Especially because the ball is over and he can be himself again lol.

He really loves the idea, especially since he’s just been eyeing you all night in that dress and restraining his desire for you, being eager to put it into play.

He’s not really into pre-ball sex because there’s just too much going on with preparations and such before the ball, so he won’t bother with it.

But post-ball sex, he’s very much into it.

For instance, you’ll be alone in your room beginning to settle down, your delicate hands taking off your jewels, reaching up into your hair to let it down from its torture of being kept up and tied down with bobby pins for hours.

It’d be mere minutes of silence until he’d show up to your room, his figure coming up behind yours to help you undo your corset, both of you sharing a few words about the ball until you’d find him at your neck, placing a few soft kisses as he’d trail them down to your shoulders, his hands seductively pulling down the sleeves of your dress in the process. It wouldn’t be long until he’d pick you up and carry you over to the nearby bed, eagerly hovering above your form to feed his yearn of having you under him and all to himself.

And you can best bet Mr. Heir prefers that you sleep naked with him after sex.

Doesn’t give a shit if servants or his brothers walk in on you two in the actual act or in the morning and see you two in a nude state under the sheets.

Shu honestly hopes that they do so he can rub it in and show them that you’re his.

In the game routes, we see how any individual Sakamaki brother gets worried about another brother stealing Yui away from them. An example of this is Reiji worrying that Shu will steal Yui away from him.

And this paranoia also extends to their own servants because in one of Shu’s game routes, one of the butlers was acting a little too friendly (and a little creepy) with Yui. It was heavily indicated that Shu was jealous upon seeing this, so with this, you can imagine that he likes flexing the fact that you're his—especially in such a vulnerable state such as sex or after sex.

But, bear in mind that even though Shu loves the risk of getting caught in the act or its post-state by his brothers or servants, one thing he could never live down is if Karl or his mom walked in on him in either situation.

With Karl he’d be less embarrassed if he walked in on him, but because Karl’s pretty suggestive, he’d be the one getting a kick out of it.

As for his mom though, Shu would be most embarrassed if she walked in on him in either state…. And she in fact has!

Beatrix didn’t catch him in the literal act, but rather after sex when he was lying down with a chick he once brought to the ball the night before.

She was so honestly disappointed since she didn’t really like the girl.

And as pissed off as she was, she approached the both of them, told Shu that she wanted to speak to him about “family matters” and then walked out.

He literally didn’t care that she walked in though. He played neutral and was slightly annoyed and just went on like it never happened.

Damn, I’ve derailed us too much in this category lmao.

But I guess these extra details were needed. Yes?

M || Mistakes

🎻 How does he cover up his s/o’s mistakes if they accidentally mess up?

Shu knows you’re bound to make mistakes during the ball since all of this is so new to you.

It’s not like you’ve been raised with it like he has, so he’s expecting that you’ll mess up.

And just like magic, he’s there to back you up.

For example, if you get confused about what to say with a noble when a conversation goes in a direction you didn’t expect, he’ll either interrupt or come up with an excuse to pull you away.

Or if he can’t do that, he’ll send you some kind of signal as a form of guidance on what to say next or change the subject.

Overall, he has your back the entire time and knows you’ll be fine, but still, he’ll step in in some way if he deems it necessary or senses that you’re having trouble.

Additional M-word || Manners

🎻 What’s he like at the dining table with you?

Shu actually doesn’t mind the dinner table part of the evening.

It’s mostly because he gets to sit down. xDD

And here you’d think he’d be tranquil to sit next to because he’s sitting down and relaxing, but he’s a teasing fuck.

He’s going to do everything in his power to tease you, especially since you’re stuck at the table in front of many others for as long as the dinner session lasts.

But bear in mind that he has to be careful and do it in ways where no one suspects that the heir is being scandalous or when no one is looking.

He’ll run his foot up and down your leg while you’re sitting there in tranquility, all to have you look at him as he gives you a small smirk in return for acknowledging his antics that are unknown to the others around you.

he gets a kick out of teasing you with his touch and does it to get a glimpse of your legs, or at least feel them.

And to make matters worse, he’ll also do this if you’re speaking with someone and getting really deep in conversation with them just to throw you off or get you to jolt and mess up in your conversation.

He’ll get an even bigger kick out of it if the person asks if you’re alright because of you acting slightly off, but you’d be quick to deny it and say that you’re fine when you know it’s just the asshole next to you.

Shu’s a secretive fuck when he wants to be playful in these settings, so this is one of many ways that he demonstrates this.

Might poke your side every few minutes or so to make you jolt, which you glare at him for because he’s trying to make you lose your composure in front of others. This is all to get you to yelp, and if you do even in the slightest, he can’t repress from sending a devious smirk in your direction.

Might whisper some smack or laugh about certain nobles with you amidst the rumbling of the dining room.

Will whisper seductive or lewd things into your ears if he wants to be bold, it’s mostly just to get you to blush.

Might even run his fingers down your spine in a quick fashion to give you a rush and/or throw you off.

And his teasing fuckery won’t stop there. He’ll even mess with your hair while you’re looking in a different direction just to get your attention, and when you’d turn back, he’d be quick to make it look like he wasn’t doing anything.

This ass- like I-

As far as partaking goes, if you get stuck regarding which piece of cutlery to pick up first (I mean, it’s possible that anyone can forget if they didn’t grow up in this environment), he’ll just nudge your arm with his elbow and whisper the answer or to just copy him since he literally can’t teach you at that moment.

N || Names

🎻 How is he addressed/announced? How is his s/o announced upon arrival?

As is seen in balls, guests’ names are announced upon their arrival.

It’s canon that the Sakamaki brothers are referred to as “Masters” of the household, but because they’re also royalty, they’ll be addressed differently in a hierarchical setting, especially when arriving at a ball and being announced.

And to be honest, this part is most amusing to Shu about balls since he finds announcing people’s names to be kinda funny but also cringy since it’s an old tradition.

“Heh, should I tell them to announce you by your nickname?”

“Shu, quit it!” You’d say, playfully smacking his arm, leaving him to chuckle.

Based on his royal status, he’d just be addressed as “His royal highness, Prince Shu.”

For you, Shu decided to have you addressed as “Her royal highness, Princess Y/N” despite you not having the actual title of princess.

By having you addressed this way, it gives you a higher position in court and a much grander presence and entrance. He mostly wanted it this way because you’re special to him and doesn’t want people to think you have no title.

Just be prepared to answer questions about your “royal family” and connections since nobles are curious, especially since you’re the heir’s date. But no need to worry, Shu prepared you for this part.

But at the end of the day, this title bs doesn’t it doesn’t really matter because you’re still his princess anyways, title or no title. :)

O || Objection

🎻 Since you’re not married to him, suitresses are bound to be presented to him at the ball regardless since people believe he’s still “available,” despite you being in the picture. So, how does he handle this situation with you around?

Shu acts pretty distant and kind of colder than he usually does in this situation.

And let’s just say that some girls are a little irritated by this factor, especially if they’ve danced with him in the past and were looking for some sort of chance of pursuing him.

It honestly gets so bad that girls brush up on him just to make you pissed off.

And their scheming is just so obvious since they keep making faces and demonstrating gestures that literally prove that they’re trying to steal him from you, which leaves you pretty irritated, but Shu warned you about this before hand so it’s something you expected.

However, it’s still pretty annoying….

And these girls literally do anything to get his attention since they’re interested in pursuing the heir, such as coaxing him to dance with them, to which he has to do because punishment awaits if he offends a noble.

The girls will even try to pull him aside for themselves or just engage in conversation a little longer than needed. And you can bet those conversations lead or have the potential to be semi-sensitive in nature.

Shu would take note of your irritated aura, finding it amusing that you were jealous since it proves to him that he’s your weakness.

But as stated before, he warned you about this and is aware that you know, and that you have to tolerate it based on royal etiquette.

But as a form of reassurance, he sends you a few looks here and there and watches you go about the ball on your own as he’s busy doing whatever with the noblewomen.

The stares he gives you are kinda like his form of morse code if you will. He’s forced to act respectively to other nobles even if they have intentions he doesn’t like, so it’s not like he can say much here.

P || Performance

🎻 How’s he like when he dances with you at the ball?

Ah, the moment you’ve both been preparing for, it being a bit nerve-racking in all honesty.

Shu knows it’s impossible for you to remember everything he taught you, so he just tells you to go with what you remember and to follow his lead.

Due to him having so much experience with this, he makes the dance look perfect if you forgot, it’s honestly surprising.

Don’t ask me how he does it lol.

He may minorly converse with you during the dance tho, and possibly whisper lewd things in your ears to get you to blush.

Although, Shu may throw a move in the dance you two didn’t practice, it’s mostly because he lives for catching you off guard. As discussed, some modern dances in the demon world may be viewed as vulgar, but because Shu’s the heir, he can get away with adding a bit of spice in there to show that he’s cultured regarding the human world, to which Karl doesn’t mind, as long as the move isn’t too scandalous.

So with this, Shu may do something like lifting you or dipping you, to which you give him the most surprised face since it wasn’t practiced while he just gives you a small smirk in return.

And you can best bet that with seeing this, every other woman in there wants the same treatment from him since he’s a favorite among the pursual of noble women. xDD

In the times when balls were used, if two danced more than two dances together, people automatically assumed the pair was engaged—so you can best bet that this is how people think at court in the demon world since they’re old fashioned.

So with this, Shu likes to dance more than two dances with you to make everyone think you’re engaged to him so it eases the pestering of nobles—in other words, it gets people to screw off you and him a little in regards to romantic pursuals.

But like hell Shu would tell you what dancing more than twice with each other means.

He just prefers to be secretly scandalous with you being oblivious to it, but may tell you about this later on if he wants to tease you.

Q || Quarrel

🎻 If you two had a fight before the ball or a minor spat during the ball, how will he deal with the heavy aftermath when surrounded by nobles and expected to uphold the family image?

Shu’s not really the type to fight, but it’s very possible that you could quarrel with the narcoleptic vampire before or during the ball.

It’d be a pretty unexpected thing since Shu’s pretty carefree and kind of difficult to fight with since he’s easygoing.

But whatever the case, if you two did have a fight/spat before or during the ball about whatever, you best bet he’s going to do everything in his power to get your attention that night.

Even though he’s already dropping his laziness for this event, he’ll go out of his way even more to talk to you.

And if you’re giving him the silent treatment, it only intrigues him to pursue you more because he hates the fact that you’re ignoring him.

And that’s the thing, Shu hates it when you do that, especially because he knows that the fight could’ve gone better than it did.

Bear in mind that he’ll do lots of different things to get your attention tho, and he’s petty af about it all.

He’ll range from doing all sorts of things because he wants to fix it, such as staring at you from far away, leaving you to avert your gaze elsewhere.

If he says something to you and you don’t give a response, he’ll make you jealous by him dancing with another girl and putting his hand on the back of her shoulder, which is pretty suggestive since the vampires at this ball are centuries old and have a different mindset regarding the concept of touch.

Tries to get you alone so he can talk to you, or if you’re standing on the sidelines not talking to anyone, he’ll get sly and try to approach to talk to you, to which you ignore or end up walking away from him.

Shu may even get mischievous with his approach if he sees that you keep avoiding him in every possible way, such as if he’s coming your way, you instantly revert to going a different way to keep clear of him, or look for some kind of excuse to get away from him.

For any Anna Karenina fans out there (ME! xDD), he’ll act like the way Vronsky did with Anna in that one scene where he’s going around the room trying to ask her to dance while she’s trying to avoid him in every possible way.

(For those who have absolutely no idea what I’m talking about, here’s a clip of what I’m referring to in case you’re curious. ;)) If it doesn’t work, start it @1:09)

R || Rendezvous

🎻 Is he the type to ditch/leave balls early with his s/o?

He wants to, but he knows he’s going to be severely punished for it since Karl’s expecting a lot from him.

I mean, how does it look if the heir leaves early without an adequate excuse? It just doesn’t look right.

It’s almost like a host leaving their party and leaving the guests to carry it on. Long story short, it just doesn’t put someone in a good light really, him especially as the heir.

Karl cares a little less if his other sons leave early, it just depends on who it is, but it can’t be too early either.

But when it comes to Shu, Karl expects him to stay the entire time and not present excuses since deep down, Karl knows that Shu’s just trying to get out of it and avoid his heir-responsibilities.

In the past, Shu ditched once and he learned the hard way. Like, he paid dearly for it and Karl hadn’t even sent him to the North Pole yet.

Believe me, if Shu could, he would leave early—or better yet, not show up at all since he finds all of this to be a drag, but because he doesn’t want to be punished, he does what he’s told to the bitter end of the event.

S || Speech

🎻 Does he have to give a speech at the ball? If yes, what is he likely to include in it?

As the heir, he’s definitely required to give a speech every so often.

Shu’s not super talkative in general, so he likes to keep things short and sweet in his speeches.

The subjects of these speeches are pretty general in nature, ranging from what his current plans are as the heir, how he’s planning to pursue his Royal oaths, or new ideas Karl wants to implement into the kingdom, all ending with the same ending of thanking everyone for attending and that everyone’s enjoying themselves.

So, business speeches in other words. Nothing personal since he’s not allowed to express an opinion as the heir.

T || Touch

🎻 What types of manners does he exhibit with his s/o in front of others?

Since he’s the heir, he has to be very careful with how he behaves around you, and how he interacts with you since others are constantly laying their eyes on him.

He’s mostly pretty reserved and mostly just links his arm with yours since intertwined hands are not viewed as sophisticated at balls.

He’ll sometimes hold your hand in that rather delicate fashion if he has to walk or lead you somewhere, kinda like this.

At the very most, he’ll either kiss your hand or your forehead, never anything more than that in front of others since it’s considered vulgar at balls.

And bear in mind that a kiss to the forehead will only be given once during the entire evening, otherwise, it starts to look scandalous. It says a lot just doing it once.

If you’re standing next to him or slightly in front, he sometimes lightly touches your upper arms or shoulders, just to reassure you that he’s there and that you’re his girl and no one else's.

U || Unity

🎻 What does he wear to show his unity with you? Like a matching ring or outfit, for example?

In order for Shu to indicate and show that you’re taken, you both decide to wear matching couple rings to the event.

Or if Shu really wants to be bold, he’ll take things a step further in showing that you’re his.

Since it’s canon that he likes to bite and drink blood from fingers, he may bite one of your fingers and leave the mark of his fangs on it for others to see.

Or he even may bite the back of your hand, this way if a noble has to kiss your hand before dancing with you, they’ll know that you’re marked as Shu’s and will think twice about having other ideas regarding you.

Oh, this devious little shit.

V || Valiant

🎻 Every prince is known to be noble for something. What is he noble for?

Believe me, for Shu to be born as the next heir, there’s a real reason for this.

@liannelara-dracula and I think that in the demon realm, heirs are chosen by some type of fate or magical force beyond any immortal’s power.

And this force specifically chooses specific individuals to be rulers for their kingdoms, be they either Vampires, Viboras, Wolves, Adlers, or First Bloods.

And if this “force” sees that anyone else takes the place of the heir it originally chose, this “force” considers it an imbalance and because of this change against “fate,” it may cause chaos/ruin to the certain kingdom, thus, leading it to fall.

In one of the game routes, Reiji himself specifically said that being king of the vampires is harder than anyone can imagine and imposes a large amount of responsibility. Reiji also stated that Shu possesses qualities that are fit for him to be on the throne, whereas he does not.

So with this, it really seems to show that specific people are chosen to be heirs for a reason.

We seriously think it’s the force lmao. xDD

So, because Shu’s actually meant to be king (apart from his lazy facade) and possesses qualities fit for the throne, he’s actually noble for quite a few things even though his laziness prevents him from being someone greater.

He’s probably most noble for being decisive. When he’s hit with making a decision, he chooses a side and stays with it until the bitter end. Once his mind is made up about something, there’s no changing him.

He’s also the type to remain calm even if everything around him is falling apart, making him really centered since he keeps his composure and acts upon the situation instead of expressing emotion towards it. So, he’s definitely noble for this trait as well.

After all, as he grew up, he was constantly reminded by his mother to not let his emotions get the best of him and that a king must never express his opinion nor how he really feels since he must be seen as this rock the entire kingdom sits upon, that it can not falter even the slightest no matter what the kingdom goes through.

W || Words of admiration

🎻 At the end of the ball, it's proper for guests to leave cards for the host about how the balls were and such. So, how does he feel about reading cards addressed to him specifically since he's royalty?

Because Shu’s on the edge of seat to get out of there, you two view the cards the next morning.

Not that he’s very interested, but because you are, he bothers to listen and look through them with you.

Some of the letters are written in their demon world language, so he’s gonna have to translate those for you lol.

After any ball Karl has hosted, Shu would honestly get so many cards it's ridiculous. It’s just endless piles of letters that he’d never read and would tell the servants to burn because he could care less.

Or in worst-case scenarios, Karl would force him to read them in hopes of choosing a future wife if a girl’s letter piqued his interest. This is because Karl’s a big-time advocate of finding a woman’s words to be enticing, and he figures that Shu may be like him in that sense.

Oh the weird kinks of the vampire king

But anyways, Shu makes an exception to read them with you for your sake since you deem it as right to read them in the first place. It’s just plain courtesy.

Oh geez, I sound like Rei rn lmao xDD.

“Aw, look at this one.” You said, beginning to read it aloud, “To a lovely couple and future king and queen. I wish you all the best. Thank you for gracing us with a beautiful evening.”

“Heh, sounds like every other letter.” Shu would smugly comment, his back against his chair as he appeared to be fed up.

“Shu!”

“What? Everyone says exactly the same thing in these letters . . . .” Drawling further with the usual haze in his voice, he’d add, “Whatever…”

Sighing deeply, you’d nudge, “Could you at least try reading one? It’ll take me hours to get through all of these myself.”

“It’s too much of a bother. I don’t have the energy.”

You rolled your eyes. “Fine.”

Leaning over in your chair, you extended an arm to grab a few more letters from the pile, only to feel a large hand clutch your ass.

Whipping your head in his direction, you scolded, “Shu!”

“What?” He’d say, acting oh-so-innocent.

“You don’t have the energy to read the letters, but yet you have the energy to do that.”

“You’re right there, plus, I didn’t say I didn’t have the energy to do nothing.”

“Whatever.” You’d sass, leaving him to chuckle as you sat down again, his lips quickly finding themselves on your neck as he adorned it with a small kiss.

“Heh, you’re feisty today. If you want me to read them with you, I will on one condition.”

“And that is?”

“Strip.” He’d suggest.

“Shu!”

Honestly, can anyone ever get him to do anything without a scandalous price?

X || Xanadu

🎻 Is this event heaven or hell for him?

To be honest, its more of a hell for him.

Especially because he’s constantly being bombarded by suitresses and nobles who are dying to speak with the heir or have a potential chance with him.

It’s all just bothersome to him since deep down he knows most are out for his title.

But because you’re there with him, the ball is much better, more bearable even.

It actually isn’t too bad tbh.

But Shu honestly can’t wait until he gets home so he can take his suit off and your dress and jump into bed after a long night.

And you can best bet you’ll be spending a lot of time cuddling with him since he claims you’re his favorite body pillow and his remedy to truly relax.

Y || Yearning

🎻 What’s something he yearns for during this event?

To leave lmao. xDD

But apart from this, he really just wants to spend time alone with you.

If he can step away for a little, Shu likes to take you to another part of the castle ground, more specifically the garden/courtyard so he can go for a walk with you just to talk and tease.

I said this in another post, but I’ll say it again, if Shu really wants to get scandalous and has a bit of time to spare, he likes ditching the ball and going into a secluded, closed-off room with him for a bit of intimacy with you before going back out to face all the guests again.

And if by any chance you forget to fix your hair and come out looking like a mess that’s been under the touch of Mr. Heir, Shu’s all for it and will send you seductive stares from afar even if he’s busy conversing with other noblemen.

Z || Zealous

🎻 Is there anything he’s passionate about regarding the ball?

Nothing really.

Shu’s just attending this ball as a total chore set upon him by his father. And it’s been this way for as long as he can remember.

He may enjoy a classical piece or two played by the band at the ball, but other than that, there’s literally nothing he’s passionate about since this is a forced gathering with a bunch of people who are out for his title, and he knows this all too well by now.

Although, with you around, the night becomes much more bearable and feels like it goes by faster because as they say, time goes by when you’re having fun.

So even though he’s not free to do whatever he wants with you because he’s in the company of nobles and playing the “perfect” heir, he’s still happy you’re around because it distracts him from the cons of balls.

Aww :’).

Additional Hcs (uncategorized stuff):

🎻 Y’know how many girls Shu’s brought to balls in the past? Too many to count.

🎻 It was always been the same thing for him, and these “dates” were always ranged from girls his mother forced him to bring, suitresses his father presented him, or some high class snob from Ryoutei or his father’s dinner parties in the human world from time to time.

🎻 And each time it was a different experience depending on the girl he brought.

🎻 Some would constantly smother, nag and/or annoy him, to which he found cumbersome. But of course, he had to act polite since Karl would punish him if he was rude, but Shu wasn’t afraid to be colder than he usual towards a girl he brought and demonstrate some indifference that was passable.

🎻 If his mother was beside him by chance and noticed this rudely “cold” behavior towards a girl or just if Shu was acting this way because he was annoyed to be at an event his father hosted, she’d minorly take hold of his arm, give him a minor pinch that was unnoticeable to others and whisper in his ear to get his act together and to stop acting “unamiable.” Shu would give his mother a slight look of annoyance and would resume his perfect heir act all over again. If it isn’t Karl that will give him a punishment for acting in such a way, it’ll be her.

🎻 But some girls Shu brought were actually nice, but he simply couldn’t bring himself to like them as a potential partner. This is mostly because Shu just hates the idea of match making and deems it as an “unnatural” way to meet a romantic partner. It’s just a turn-off to him.

🎻 Overall, his ball-dates have just been a bunch of girls he simply had little to no interest in, or if he did have some interest, it didn’t last long or was just a fling.

🎻 Random, but since this is a space where no specific category reigns, Shu would like to see you get tipsy and kinda let loose on the dancefloor.

🎻 This would seriously make his night since it would be breaking all formality, to which he’s all for since he’s tired of the rigidity his royal lineage imposes on him.

🎻 In fact, he tries to get you drunk/tipsy during the ball bc he finds it funny.

🎻 And if you happen to fall into either state (tipsy or drunk), he literally lives for the chance of you saying something you shouldn't say out loud.

🎻 Asshole.

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Feel free to do with that idea whatever you want (but I’d really love it if you’d write a VERY smutty fic about this hehehe).

I recently discovered your fics and I love them, you also seem like such a cool and fun person, keep it up, stay safe, xoxo

a lil smooch for you ^_^ <3

HELLO MY DEAR ANON!!

WE HAVE SAME BRAIN DJSJS I ACTUALLY THOUGHT ABOUT THAT AND WANTED TO INCLUDE IT IN NIKOLAI BEING SUBMISSIVE FIC, BASICALLY HE WAS SO DESPERATE HE SUCKED HIMSELF OFF AND READER PUNISHES HIM FOR IT ETC ETC AND THERE WAS THIS ANON ON Q(UTIE)'S BLOG WHO MENTIONED HOW HE WOULD GIGGLE AND JUST BE DELIRIOUS WHEN SUBMISSIVE AND I COULDN'T AGREE MORE! ALSO YES, he is shamelessly horny, i can imagine him jerking himself off alone in the room and literally moaning so loud so everyone can hear him saying 'he is giving them a show', he is a freak fr i love him :D

I can do it in fic with him being submissive if you want to :3 and I would love to do it! However, I have huge request and I am lazying around a bit but as soon as I finish that, hopefully I will do this justice and you will enjoy hehe :D I WANT TO KISS YOUR MIND AND FOREHEAD PLEASE, HUGE MWAH FOR YOU!!

YOU ARE SO SWEET, I WILL MELT RIGHT NOW :") I AM SO HAPPY TO HEAR YOU ENJOY MY FICS, IT REALLY MEANS SO MUCH TO ME!! You seem so sweet and lovely, thank you so much lovely anon, I will call you...hm...Niko anon hehe, is that okay? :D <3 AND THANK YOU FOR SAYING I AM COOL AND FUN PLEASE SNSNS YOU ARE TOO SWEET!! :") <3

i hope you have an amazing day and stay hydrated and safe my sweet anon and thank you for this ask and this idea and I can't wait to write it oh my god, literally giggling as we speak JSJSJJS thank you so much for sharing this idea and for coming in my ask box, feel free to send them anytime!! Also, I really hope I do justice with the fic :D <3

#stinkyanswers #niko anon <3 #YOU ARE SO COOL I WANT TO KISS YOUR FOREHEAD AND CHEEKS PLS #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING SO LOVELY AND SHARING YOUR THOUGHTS AND IDEAS #I APPRECIATE THAT SO MUCH #TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF AND BE KIND TO YOURSELF!! MWAH <3

[cryptiles]

Hey I'm sending a request for the match up event, and I would like it to be for Obey Me please.

My personality type is INFP, I'm a taurus and a non-binary, bisexual. I practically live off of coffee and energy drinks and I adore any content that has to do with horror. In my spare time I love to either read my mangas/comics, draw, take photographs of flowers and plants or listen to rock/metal music and take naps. I'd also say that I'm more of an introvert than an extrovert, however once I get to know/grow more comfortable around certain people I'll begin to talk a hell of a lot more.

(I hope this was enough info and if it wasnt/it's too much sorry)

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MATCH UP FOR COFFEE ADDICTED ANON

— details ; obey me x non-binary! reader ; match-up based ; obey me m.list ; no stated pronouns

— requests are open as of 22/8 —> 5 match-ups left

— a/n ; hello hello you didn’t give me a name so i hope the nickname is okay for you aha 😼 im finishing up requests in my inbox so i’m speeding through these.

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drum roll ~ i match you with … belphie !!

• if you live off energy drinks and coffee i’m assuming you’re tired most of the time and therefore need these drinks to keep you awake.

• what better than to have this sleepy fuck constantly try to cuddle with you in bed even when your alarm is ringing.

• its constantly getting snoozed by belphie or you.

• the first few times you both shared a bed with one another belphie would allow you to get out of bed when the first alarm rang , not without some whines here and there.

• as time went on he would move towards the night stand on your side , snatch your phone , snooze the alarm and put your phone on his side of the night stand.

• sneaky little bastard.

• if you scold him for it he’ll just snuggle up closer to you , i mean you cant scold him if he’s that cute right ?

• he adores taking naps with you , its his favourite part of the day.

• anytime anywhere if you need a cuddle buddy and personal body warmer feel free to sleep right next to him and he’ll instinctively wrap his arms around you.

• both of you enjoy the horror genre a lot and occasionally watch really bad ones just to make fun of them.

• if you both watch with mammon it’ll be you guys laughing at his reactions instead of the tv.

• belphie loves smelling flowers and occasionally walking in the garden , he finds it relaxing and the smells of the fresh flowers are comforting.

• he’ll bring you out to the garden to take pictures and plant new ones to grow just for you.

• belphie will point out which flowers look the best on camera , believe it or not he picked up a few things about photography through asmo.

• when he’s awake , he’ll scroll through the internet to find new places with nice scenery for you to take pictures and bring you there to indulge in your hobby.

• you like comics / manga ? no problem theres a whole shop in the house itself called levis room.

• if you mention a comic / manga you want to read he’ll barge into levis room , take it and give it to you. [ he says levi agreed but we all know he just took it and is too lazy to deal with levis shit so he’ll deal with it later. ]

mini scenario !!

“ the main character is hella stupid , like god the killer was right there a second ago why did you go and check the same exact spot ? “

“ right. i mean at least come up with a better way to kill them off. “

“ its lazy , boring and overused. “

“ at least taunt the victims more to build up suspense. “

“ yeah taunt them like how y’all did to me. “

“ mc no- “

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© 2022 cryptiles. please do not repost / translate my work and post it to other social media websites without permission , thank you.

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[captainjacklyn]

Um, hello there again!! Can I just say that once again, you've managed to reach and go beyond my expectations? Like, oh my goodness gracious, these are so so good. I'm in love with how you wrote the three boys and the activities they'd do with their s/o.

Arcturus and s/o wearing matching sweaters, drinking hot cocoa, and making gingerbread cookies despite the fact that it may look like a monster straight out of a nightmare? Adorable and hilarious, and I would have voluntarily wore that sweater with pride. (I would be half tempted though to purposefully ruin those gingerbread to see Arcturus' reaction lmao-)

Pollux being so fudging shocked, impressed, and guilty over s/o giving him so much gifts while he only gifts them a plushie?? I was cackling while reading that, and smiled even more when s/o just gave him smooches to cheer him up. (I very much related to Pollux's s/o lmao, I'm the type to give more than 1 gift to my friends XDD)

And Spica with how s/o made him decorate instead alongside them instead of his maids and butlers doing it??? Perfect, because I too would have dragged him to decorate with me as well. (Seeing this man have fun and smile in the same time? Critical hit to my heart) All in all, these headcanons were heartwarming for the heart and soul (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠).

So sorry if this got really long, but I really wanted to give you the appreciation that you deserve. Thank you so much for doing this, Lady Orchidia!! And I'm okay with you taking your time with the headcanons and being affectionate with me. (I'm surprised though that I'm your favorite anon, but it's sweet nonetheless) Stay safe and Merry Christmas! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ (Or if you don't celebrate it, then Happy holidays!!)

Aww ! Thank you so much Anon, I'm really happy you enjoyed reading it. It warms my heart to know that people enjoy my writing, I'm so glad that it was to your taste.

You are so sweet, I honestly can't thank you enough. I was actually really touched when you had requested the head canon, I had such a fun time imagining the guys in full Christmas spirit.

Feel free to pop in a new request anytime ! It's no problem, I hope you have an amazing time during this holiday. Merry Christmas !

#anon #writer #ladyorchidia #Thank you so much for requesting #favourite anon #:3

[lovesick-level-up]

haiiii shoe anon here!! just wanted to tell you guys that youre doing such a great job! i love seeing what you make its so pretty! and also say im enjoying the playlist that you made me a while back so much <3

-shoe anon

hello, shoe anon! this was such a lovely ask to get, thank you for your kind words. we're glad you enjoyed your playlist and feel free to request again anytime!

~ mod mizuki

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[imerdwarf]

You're Worth Saving

Requested by anonymous: Hello you wonderful person! I dare to send in another Buck request, because COME ON HE'S SO LOVELY! ok ok, so maybe where you're also an avenger but you are really silent and distant to everyone (not shy, but alone with your mind), so it happens that buck wants to pull you out of this hole cause he knows how you feel and in the end he succeeds and the teams sees you smile for like the first time since you joined them and they're happy? Gosh i hope this is not weird.

Pairing: Bucky X Avenger!Reader

Warnings: soft!Bucky, introvertism, happy ending 💜

Author's Notes: Hello YOU wonderful sweet anon! How are you doing today? I hope you're doing great. Thank you so much for sending me this wonderful request, I really hope you like it and please feel free to send in more requests at anytime! 💜 Please let me know if you like or hate this, I'll be happy to rewrite it 💜🥺

Divider was made by me 🥰

Your mind was such a beautiful distraction. It's a place where unimaginable scenarios would be stored just for you to be able to stare at a blank wall and dwell heavily on them. Living 99% of the time in your head became a little dangerous but it was a much happier place than reality.

The team would often find you in this daze like state where you'd just stare at the wall ahead without blinking sometimes. They would try to coax you out of it by asking a question, a question you would ignore because you didn't hear them. Their voices were silenced, a contrast to how loud they were in your head.

Nobody really knew why you were like this. It's been this way since you arrived at the compound months ago. You kept to yourself, ate by yourself, worked out when everyone else was either watching movies or asleep, and you would just keep silent. Even on missions, you never spoke a word.

The team were actually very worried about your well-being, as clearly this was not natural. For the first time since the civil war broke out, Steve and Tony were actually in agreement about bringing a psychiatrist in to help you until Bucky intervened and wanted to help you himself first.

Bucky would have considered himself a professional by now. He knows what it's like not to fit in anywhere, how easy it was to feel so out of place. He understood more than any psychiatrist what a better and safer world it was inside your mind.

"Buck you can't help them. Y/N is too far gone." Steve spoke regrettably, sadness evident in his tone. He believed they failed you from the beginning and it was easy for Steve to take the blame so nobody else would have to feel guilty.

Bucky shook his head before he ran a hand through his hair, scratching at the root before letting it drop down by his side again. "I have to try Steve. I've been there before, I know what they are going through. Trust me."

Steve sighed, knowing he wouldn't have won the fight. Bucky was determined and it was impossible to change his mind about anything.

"I do Buck. Just bring them back to us, please."

With Steve's permission granted, Bucky wasted no time in getting to work. He started off being as subtle as possible by sitting as close as he could to you on the couch. The goosebumps that pebbled your skin when his knee brushed your leg gave him a lot of hope, that you were in there somewhere.

Bucky was hopeful he was getting somewhere with you. Because each time he took a seat next to you, you'd angle your body to face him and wait for him to start talking about his favourite movies, his favourite songs, his new profound hobbies he's been getting into lately. Your eyes would glisten with hope that you were actually listening to him. And you were, you paid great attention and everything he told you, about the Hobbit struck a chord in your heart. You had felt so lost for so long that even you were worried you might not be here anymore.

Then a few days later, he started to talk to you like a normal person. He would talk about his favourite books and why he liked them so much. He loved The Hobbit series because of the adventure Bilbo goes on and how easy it was for the words to suck you into the story. How easy it was to forget how to cope with real life.

"Bilbo goes on an adventure of a lifetime and sometimes as the road gets tough, he regrets it but he knows there is something worth waiting for at the end of it, he knows there is something worth saving. He meets new friends and they stick with him the whole time." The emotion in Bucky's voice rang home for you. "There's always something to live for. Bilbo never gave up and neither should you because I'm with you till the end of the line."

You knew he was saying 'if Bilbo Baggins could do this, so could you.'

Days turned into weeks and instead of just talking, Bucky escalated his plans by doing stuff with you. He started off gently by taking you for a walk around the rose garden Tony had at the back of the compound. Bucky noted how your eyes changed, you looked at the gorgeous fruit trees and rose bushes in such awe. The flowery scent tingled your nose.

Then he would go further by taking you a few blocks away to buy you a coffee. And when New York was hit with a heatwave, he took you to the beach where he heard you giggle for the very time because of the flamingo floaties he had around his arms.

The team saw a huge improvement. They saw how you clinged to Bucky and watched him intently as he made a couple of sandwiches and some tea for the two of you to watch with a Disney movie.

And it was just under a month when he heard you speak for the very first time.

"Thank you." Even though it came out in a hushed whisper, he would take it over the deafening silence anyday.

"For what doll?" Of course he already knew, but he wanted to hear more from you. He wanted to hear your voice.

"For helping me."

Bucky nodded slowly, a smile gradually grew on his lips and he pushed just a little bit further.

That evening, you almost talked his ear off. You opened up about your feelings, what kind of envisions lived in your head and how much happier they were than real life. Bucky shared some of his too, comparing the two it was apparent he knew exactly how you were feeling and he understood just how scary it really is. For you, it felt like this huge boulder had been lifted off your chest. A chance to finally let everything out and breathe again.

"How did I help?"

"You made me realise that there is something worth sticking around for, something worth coming back to." You told him with tears in your eyes.

His hands rubbed your back soothingly, "You know doll, sometimes in life, we hit a crossroads. We don't know where we are going or what's on the other side of the road. And if you pick a path, you're going on new adventures everyday and I am right here with you." Tears shamelessly rolled down your cheeks from his words. You've never felt so safe in the whole time you've been here.

The morning after, the team were seated around the dining table eating breakfast and talking about an upcoming mission when you strolled through the doors with a grin on your face and Bucky right behind you, just like he had been throughout this ordeal.

"Holy shit. He did it!" Tony slapped a hand over his mouth, overjoyed with so much emotion. Steve nodded to his friend, proud of him that he stuck with it when it couldn't have been easy.

"Oh my god, you actually have teeth!" Sam joked which earned laughs from both you and the team.

"I do!" You giggled, your eyes squeezed shut as you laughed. It felt good to laugh. "I um, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the distance and the silence and-"

"Listen, don't you worry!" Tony told you as he walked towards you to throw an arm over your shoulder. "We are just glad to have you here and it's a new day, we can start afresh!" Tony walked you towards an empty chair at the table and made Sam move seats so Bucky could sit down next to you. He squeezed your thigh in reassurance that he was here for you and he wouldn't be going anywhere.

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[trashformarvel]

The First of Many

Description: Peter and reader go on their first date with each other and it goes amazing. They have a nice time and they don’t want the night to end anytime soon.

Warning: Fluff, nervous Pete and nervous reader

Word Count: 3921

Author’s Notes: Hello everyone! I hope you enjoyed and loved this one shot of Peter Parker. I overcame a very long writer’s block for this one-shot. Thank you to the anon who requested this, I hope it’s up to your expectations and that you love it!

Bold are flashbacks

Italics are thoughts

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You and Peter have been best friends ever since you guys can remember. Your dad was best friends with both of his parents since they were all in college. So when Peter and you were born, your parents had hoped you guys would become good friends and that’s exactly what you guys become. You guys had become extremely close and did almost everything together, causing both of your parents and his Uncle Ben and Aunt May to think that you guys would be a cute couple. You guys always denied having any feelings for the other when asked but little did the other know, you had both caught feelings for the other.

As the years went on, you guys had been there for the other through the hard and the good times. When Peter had lost his parents and his Uncle Ben, you were there for him every day and you did everything in your power to try to cheer him up. Whenever something bad had happened to you, Pete would do the same thing for you and help you forget about it even if it’s for a little bit.

As you and Pete walk into his bedroom from Ben’s funeral service, Pete slams the door a bit harshly without realizing it, causing you to jump a little. You sigh softly, understanding where Pete’s feelings are coming from considering that Ben was like an uncle to you, but you wish that he would talk to you. He has barely said a word since Ben had died. You know that he locked away his feelings so he can be strong for May but whenever you ask how he was, he would just shrug while getting teary-eyed and quickly change the subject. You don’t press on cause you know that he’ll talk about it when he’s ready and you know that he’ll let all of his feelings go when he does. As you sit down on his twin-size bed, you start to take off your heels so you can be more comfortable. Peter roughly tries to take off his tie but groans in frustration when he couldn’t take it off. You get up from the bed and stand in front of him, “Here, Pete, let me take it off for you.” Peter mumbles a quiet “Thank you,” when you start taking off his tie. Once you were done with his tie, you put it on top of his drawer, then you sit back down on his bed and you finish taking off your heels, neatly putting them on the side of the bed. Peter sits down next to you after throwing his blazer on top of his chair and running his hand through his hair once again, letting his hair get messier.

You gently hold his free hand and give it a slight squeeze, starting to smile a bit when he holds your hand back and gives it a gentle squeeze back. You look up at Pete and notice that he’s staring blankly at the wall, thinking about something. You also notice how there are tears in the corner of his eyes threatening to come down his cheeks. You thought to yourself, “I better ask him about what’s on his mind.”

You sigh and say in a caring yet soft tone while taking some of his curly hair out of his forehead, “The funeral was nice, I believe that Ben would have loved it… don’t you?” When Pete didn’t answer, you lightly nudged his arm, causing him to come back to his senses and look at you with a few tears going down his cheeks.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, can you repeat what you said?” Peter asks in a cracked voice. You give him a patient smile and nod softly, repeating what you had said once again. Peter sighs sorta shakily and runs his hand through his hair once again subconsciously, looking back at the wall and blinking a few times so he can hold back the tears, “Y-Yeah, I-I… I think h-he w-would have…” You give his hand a light squeeze once again and lightly trace little patterns on his hand; this little gesture makes Pete relax a little bit. “He would have and I know he’s with you and May right now, Pete. I know he’s proud of you and he was hard on you because he wants the best for you and wants you to be better. Ben wants you to finish high school and go to college like MIT or something like that since he knows how smart you are. He also knew that you’ll fall in love with someone and have children with them, respectively naming them after your loved ones. Ben wouldn’t want you to beat yourself on what had happened, he knew what he was doing when he tried to stop that robber and he knew the risk.”

Peter sniffles quietly and wipes away his tears with the hand that isn’t holding yours, shaking his head quietly while more tears go down his cheeks. He starts choking up and says in between tears, “Y-Yeah but it’s m-my f-fault that he had d-”

“Don’t you ever finish that sentence, Peter Benjamin Parker. You know deep down that Ben’s death wasn’t your fault. Yes you guys argued that night and yes you walked off but Ben was looking for you so you both and May can talk it out. You meant everything to him and you mean everything to May, I know she doesn’t blame you for Ben. Do you remember what he had always told us whenever we talked about our futures?” as you ask with a cracked tone.

“With great power comes great responsibility,” Peter and you both say together, causing you both to smile at this.

“Exactly, Pete. You’ve got this and I believe in you… so does Ben. I know he’ll look down on you with your parents and see you grow as a person. Be the person he saw you as.” You say while sniffing a little.

Pete smiles a bit and gently puts a piece of your hair behind your ear. He gently kisses your forehead and sniffs while asking in a cracked voice, “H-How did I-I get so lucky to get a-a best friend like you?” You giggled at his comment and just cutely shrugged, “Just lucky, I guess.” Peter laughs softly and sniffles quietly, saying sincerely, “Yeah I am lucky, Y/N/N, cause if you weren’t in my life, I would be more of a mess.”

As time goes on, you guys become closer and you both continue to grow as people and friends. Little did you two know that the hidden love would become known by the two of you.

“You can’t go with Dean, Y/N!” Peter groans aggressively, taking apart his salad with his fork. You groan and look at him in disbelief. “And who told you who I can try pursuing a relationship with Peter?” “Hey, I heard he’s an ass, Y/N. He may hurt you! I don’t want you getting hurt-”

“Why do you care?! This is the one guy that finally admits that he likes me!”

“But do you like him?”

“That’s none of your business-”

“Because, if you don’t you can do so much better because you deserve so much more!”

“Like who, Pete?!”

“Me! Because I like YOU Y/N!”

He slapped his own hand over his mouth, eyes wide, face red, and looking down. You, on the other hand, had your mouth agape, heart racing faster and faster as you stared at him in disbelief, the argument now long gone.

“Y-You what?”

“Yeah...I...Dang, I didn’t want it out like this. But.. But… ummm... Yeah,” he replies shyly, scratching his head. “It’s alright, I know yo-” “Oh, shush Peter Parker, I...I like you too.”

And now here you were, in your bedroom, getting ready for a movie night at the local park. Aladdin was showing tonight, your favorite movie, and you wouldn’t mind watching it alongside your best friend, your date.

Now, Peter was nervous. Pacing back and forth outside your door, a bouquet of roses clutched in his hand, he practices how to greet you. “Hey, sweetheart, I wanted to- oh, darn it, Mr. Barnes, that’s not how it works. How else did Cap tell m- right. He doesn’t know. Oh god. Just chill Peter. Chill. It’s your best friend. But it’s your date too!” He whispers loudly to himself before shaking his head. “Get it together, spiderman. Get it together. You’re spiderman. If you can be Spiderman and fight in Germany, you can take your best friend on a date. Okay. Okay.”

Ding Dong.

You perk up at the sound of your doorbell ringing. It must be Peter. You sigh nervously and quickly look at your mirror, making sure you look nice.

“Okay, Y/N, you can do this. Remember what Ned and MJ said earlier, ‘It’s just Peter, you’ve known each other since you both were born. So the date will go easy.’ Just because we’ve known each other for so long doesn’t mean that I’m not nervous! God, I shouldn’t be so damn nervous! Okay okay just breathe in and out and count down from ten.” You try reassuring yourself but fail miserably. “Okay that didn’t go well but here goes nothing.”

You get your bag and go to the front door. You sigh nervously once again and thought to yourself, “You can do this girl! Just stay calm and remember everything will be okay.”

Peter sighs nervously when he sees the door opening and smiles shyly when he sees you. “W-Wow you… y-you look amazing, Y/N. I-I mean y-you always look a-amazing but wow y-you look g-gorgeous,” Peter stuttered shyly.

You blush hard by his compliment and stutter out, “Um t-thank you P-Pete. Y-You look gorgeous too.” You process what you just said and blush a deeper red from embarrassment, “N-Not g-gorgeous! I-I mean you l-look h-handsome!”

Peter chuckles shyly and looks at you in awe, “It’s o-okay, Y/N/N, I would have s-said the s-same thing a-as you.”

Pete looks down at the roses he has in his hands and looks up back at you, giving you the roses, “T-These are f-for y-you, Y/N. I-I know h-how much y-you l-love r-roses.” You smiled at this and gently grabbed the flowers, “The flowers are so pretty, Pete! I love them so much, I’m gonna put them in water and a vase real quick. Do you want to come in real quick?” All Peter can do is nod and follows you into the kitchen, secretly looking at you in awe yet lovingly.

You put the flowers in a vase and added some water, quickly putting it on the counter. You look at Peter and smile shyly, “Ready, Peter?” Peter smiles back at you and nods cutely, “Yes I’m ready if you are Y/N.”

You both walk out of your house and start walking to the park, both of you are debating if you should hold hands or not. Both of you make small talk here and then but soon get awkward right after. You and Peter both look at each other quickly then awkwardly smile and look away from the other after a few seconds.

Peter looks at the trees awkwardly while you look down at the ground and playing with your fingers. You quietly hum ‘A Whole New World’ to yourself and when Peter starts humming along with you, you both start smiling even more. When your hands slightly touch his, you blushed a bright red and you tried hiding your smile, failing miserably. Peter notices you smiling, causing himself to smile, and compliments you without any hesitation, “I love your smile too”

You both eventually get to the park and you put the blanket down on the floor while Peter goes to buy food at one of the food trucks. You sit down and the big movie screen up front and lights around it and you thought to yourself, ‘Wow this is beautiful.’

You kept admiring the park when Peter had come back and put the food down between the both of you. You looked at him and smiled, “So Pete, did you bring any snacks for the both of us?” Peter chuckles, getting his backpack, and says while looking at you, “Of course I did and I brought your favorites.” Peter brought out sour patch kids, snickers, both of your favorite drinks, water bottles, Oreos, and chips that you both love. You giggled at how Peter was prepared and you gently kissed his cheek, “Thank you, Pete, you always do know how to treat me well.” Peter smiles awkwardly yet shyly and starts to turn a light red, “O-Of c-course, Y/N, I-I want y-you t-to b-be t-treated l-like you’re a-a q-queen.”

Now it was your turn to turn a light red and giggled like a shy schoolgirl. You gently hold his hand and lightly squeeze it, “With you in my life, I know I will be treated well and I’ll treat you well too, Petey.” Peter smiles even more awkwardly once again and turns a brighter red, “I-I k-know you will Y/N/N… I’m really glad that you agreed to go on a date with me.” You look at his eyes and smile even more, “Of course and I’m glad that you asked and that I found out the way that I did.” Peter laughs softly and runs his hand through his hair, “Yeah that wasn’t my proudest moment with you.” You chuckled and shook your head softly, “No it wasn’t but I’m glad that we found out we have feelings for each other like that.” “Me too, Y/N, now let’s enjoy these snacks and food yeah?” You nodded and you both started to eat the food that Peter got from the food truck.

Just as you guys are halfway down with your food and when the sun was almost gone, the announcer went in front of the big screen and spoke into the microphone, “Hello ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, welcome to the screening of Aladdin. This movie has been loved by many, young and old. As many of you know, this movie is about a young man who lives on the streets and he finds himself on an adventure when he finds a magical lamp and he befriends a magic carpet and the Genie. He falls in love with a beautiful princess and they have to defeat the evil Jafar. Now, who’s ready to see the movie?” Everyone had clapped and/ or cheered when he had asked the question. The guy chuckles and smiles, “Now that the sun is down, we can finally start the movie!” The crowd all cheers and claps loudly.

Peter smiles and says, “This is going to be fun, I’ve always wanted to see a Disney movie at the park.” All of you can smile, happy knowing that you had always wanted to do something like this with him, “That’s funny so have I, and I always wanted a-” “A movie date at the park while watching one of your favorite movies. Y-yeah I-I remember y-you telling me when w-we were i-in m-middle school.” Peter had admitted, shyly. You smiled cutely and say shyly, “I didn’t expect you to remember that after all these years.” Peter chuckles and runs his hand through his hair, “I-I always r-remember s-stuff when i-it comes to you, Y/N.”

Everyone cheered and clapped when the movie started and you subconsciously got closer to Peter, you rest your head on his shoulder. Peter smiles softly and gently wraps his arm around your shoulder, lightly kissing your head before resting his cheek on top of it.

The announcer continues with the intro to Aladdin and that everyone should enjoy themselves. You looked up at Peter with love in your eyes and said sincerely, “With you here with me, I’m going to enjoy tonight.” Peter looks down at you and smiles cutely yet shyly while looking at you in the same manner, “You stole the words out of my mouth, Y/N/N.” Peter kisses your forehead and you both look at the screen when the announcer finishes and when the sun completely goes down.

You and Peter sing along to all the songs, especially when A Whole New World comes on, and you both look at each other like it’s the first time. Peter quietly sings along with Aladdin and lightly squeezes your hand, while you smile even more and turn a bright red. When Jasmine’s part comes on, you softly sing along and you squeeze his hand back while he smiles cutely and looks at you like you’re the only girl in the world.

After the song finishes, you both look at each other’s eyes than the other lips and you both smile shyly. You both start to blush when you realize where the other is looking and you were the first one to look down. Peter chuckles at your shyness while turning a brighter red. “Y/N, you’re adorable while blushing,” Peter says while he gently puts his hand on your chin and gently makes you look at him. You make a cute noise that makes Peter’s heart skip a beat and smile softly, “Oh stop it, Pete… I bet I look like-“ “The most beautiful girl I ever laid my eyes on.” Pete interrupts you in the most sincere voice you hear. You smile even more and shake your head cutely and turn your head back to the screen.

You guys keep watching the movie and keep snacking on the food and snacks. Occasionally your fingers would touch when both of you would reach for the same candy and you both look at each other and blush.

Eventually, the movie ends and everyone claps and laughs when the Genie comes up one last time. Peter looks at you and laughs, “That last part will never get old and will always be funny.” You smile and nod, “Oh yeah, Pete, I agree with you. Robin Williams was the best and hilarious.”

You both get up and put the trash on the side and start folding the blankets. When Peter was putting away the blankets, you threw away the trash and went back to him. You looked around your area and asked him, “Okay, we’ve got everything right?” Pete looks at you and looks around while feeling his pockets, “Yes, we’ve got everything.” You nod and smile, “Let’s go, yeah?” Peter nods and gets up from the floor after closing his backpack.

You and Peter start walking out of the park and your hands touch occasionally. You smile shyly and think to yourself, “You know what… I’m going to be bold and hold his hand.”

You look at his hand and lightly hold his hand. Peter blushes when he feels your hand on his and he lightly holds your hand back. You smile in content and relief, “So how did you find out about this movie playing in the park again?”

Peter chuckles softly and looks at you, “Aunt May and Ned were helping me with picking out a perfect date. Then Aunt May suggested a movie and Ned looked up which movie was playing and where. Then he found out that Aladdin was playing here and here we are.” You smile and look up at him, “Well let’s just say, this was the perfect first date.”

Peter smiles in relief and his other hand goes through his hair, “That’s good to hear, I wanted this date to be perfect.” You cutely lean on at him a little and you say sincerely, “It was, Pete, I couldn’t have hoped for anything better and I’m sure it’ll be better after this.”

Peter looks at you and thinks to himself, “OMG!! She wants to go on another date with me?! I’ll ask her when we’re in front of her door! God, I hope she does…” Pete smiles and gently kisses your head, “It will be, Y/N, I promise.”

As you guys go in front of your apartment door, you face Peter and you smile softly yet cute. “Thank you for this date, Pete. This was the best date I can ever ask for,” you say sincerely while you hold his hand. Peter smiles big and gently holds your hand back while gently moving some hair behind your ear, “The pleasure was all mine, Y/N. I had the best time and I was wondering if you would like to go on another date with me?”

All you can do is smile at him and nod excitedly, “Of course I would love to go on a second date with you! Maybe we can go to a zoo or something?” Peter laughs softly and nods cutely, “A zoo would be a good second date, honey.”

Peter blushes instantly when he hears the nickname he just gave you and starts stuttering, “I-I’m sorry, Y-Y/N! I-I didn’t mean f-for it to come o-out! Y-You don’t have to-“ You kiss his cheek and giggle cutely while turning a bright red, “You can call me honey if I can call you dear.” Peter smiles dumbfounded and touches the spot where you kissed his cheek and gently kisses your cheek back, “You’ve got yourself a deal, honey.”

You giggle shyly and turn a brighter red after he kisses you, “Good, dear, now I should probably go inside otherwise dad will get on me for being late.” Peter laughs softly and nods.

“Yeah, I don’t want you getting in trouble because of me.” Peter half-jokingly says. You laugh softly and look up at Peter lovingly, “Oh shush, Pete… when it’s you, my parents won’t freak out that much.” Peter laughs cutely and gently puts some of your hair behind your ear, “Yeah that’s true and may this date be the first of many.”

You giggle shyly once more and then a bright red. “Well Mr. Parker, I wish you a good night, and text me when you get home please.” You say cutely and Peter smiles softly while nodding. “Will do, Y/N/N, and I’ll text you about the details about our next date?” You smile and nod, “Yes, of course. See you later, Petey.”

You kiss him on the cheek, causing Peter to blush hard and smile like a goof, and you unlock and open your door. You look back at Peter and you wave goodbye at him one last time.

After you closed the door, Peter touched the part of his cheek where you kissed and sighs in content. As he starts walking out of your apartment complex and goes to his own apartment complex, he says to himself “Best night of my life.”

Little to Peter Parker’s knowledge, you say in your bedroom “The greatest night and date of my life yet.”

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Hii! Could I request “why is it so hard for you to believe me?” “I love you” prompts with Jumin, Zen and Saeran? Thank you!

hello~ omg anon you are giving me too much fun with these prompts lmao. i’ve decided to split them up in a fanfic style. i’ll post jumin’s here, then later zen’s and saeran’s. i’ll leave the links to them here once they become released but i’ll also have the links in my masterlist. have a great day!

summary: jumin comes across a text notification that flashes on mc’s phone. being curious, he reads it. things don’t add up to him and he accuses mc of cheating. mc is heartbroken, as the text was nothing more than a friendly conversation between cousins. it’s only until later does jumin realize his mistake.

topics / tw: cheating, angst, pregnancy, death, wrongfully accused individuals, car accidents, drunk driving, definitely not spoiler free. 

words: 5.3k

*reminder: you can check out my masterlist to see which requests i am currently working on!*

just wanna put out there that the title is a lyric from shin yong woo’s (jumin’s VA) song. i plan to title saeran’s fic and zen’s fic the same way, just with different songs. here’s a link to the song if you’re interested.

Sad Endings Stay Sad

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october 5th marked the birth of one of south koreas brilliant billionaires. and of course, there were ups and downs to that kind of life. living the rich lifestyle while working your life away for your young years. however, birthdays were supposed to be exemptions for the hectic ways of that life for just a day.

jumins birthdays consisted of four main concepts. birthday presents from people he’s only spoken to once, being met with “happy birthdays” whenever you turned the corner, parties being held in his honor (four-to be exact), and his favourite part, time spent with you and elizabeth the third.

he could endure the day as long as you were at home, safe and secure, waiting patiently for his return. knowing that made his struggles a little more bearable. he had all he could’ve asked for in his possession, things money can’t buy.

hence why he always asked you to refrain from giving him birthday gifts. he already had everything he needed, he could buy anything should he desire it, they took up unnecessary space, and they were pointless to him.

so when he arrived home that night to pick you up alongside driver kim in order to attend the han family birthday dinner, the look of confusion on his face once he laid his eyes upon the birthday gift left for him on the kitchen table was understandable. 

had you forgotten his wishes, or were you simply teasing him? he knew his wife liked to play around from time to time. perhaps this was just another one of your silly “i love you” gifts. he decided to give you the pleasure of watching him open your gift, seeing your face light up playfully as he received a small plushie or tiny confetti canon. 

little to his knowledge, you had planned something different to gift him. something incredibly more significant that you both were expecting to happen in the near future. after five years of marriage, you were excited to be sharing this news with him.

facing the mirror, you had heard the door open and close, signaling his arrival. meanwhile you were still getting ready for the dinner. so you allowed him a couple minutes to himself, taking in the foreign object greeting him.

with the last flick of mascara, you reached for the door handle, preparing how to answer the questions he was bound to ask. walking out to greet your husband as you weakly closed the door behind you, he turned his head to the sound of your heels meeting with the floor. 

giving you his typical smile, the one that made you want to melt into the expensive floor tiles, he walked to greet you as you made your entrance in the living room. his beautiful wife was always a wonderful sight to see at home.

regardless, he knew you both had a place to be and he needed to hurry the conversation up. the last thing he wanted to be was late. so he questions,

“love, i thought i told you not to gift me anything this year. having you with me is more than enough.”

a modest giggle left your lips, those beautiful lips he would kiss every morning before work. you made a small gesture to the present, telling him to open it. yet as he picked the gift up, you noticed you didn’t have the birthday card on you. you couldn’t have a birthday gift without a birthday card. everything had to be perfect. 

after all, it wasn’t everyday that you would announce you were expanding your small family. so you quickly exclaimed, “one second, i forgot something!”. he stopped, taken aback but respecting your wishes. he watched as you ran off to the bedroom, leaving your phone on the table.

as you were off scrambling through your shared drawers, he was examining his surroundings to pass time. the clock seemed to be forward by five seconds...strange. he’d deal with that later. yet suddenly the ping of your phone caught his attention.

you had a text message. he bent forward ever so slightly to read the contents of the text, not daring the move the phone from his original spot. you two trusted each other, no way would he consider this a branch of your privacy. despite that, he felt the need to read the previous messages with this person after reading what was shown on your scree.

he could feel his heart drop as he read, “okay see you then, love you”. he had never heard of this man you were texting with, but why was he texting you using that language? the language of a lover that should be reserved to coming from him towards you, not from anyone else.

and from the looks of things, you had made plans to meet this man beforehand. you had never made any mention of him yet you made plans with him? his heart was racing, he wasn’t sure if it would remain in his chest at this rate.

swiping up to investigate further, he was met with your password screen. thinking nothing of it, he inputs your password. the same one you had for years and shared with him, even when you changed it. however this time he was met with an innocent password notification.

surely this was a mis-input on his end. re-entering your password with a slower, more accurate, finger aim. the outcome was no different, “incorrect password”. why had you changed your password and why hadn’t you told him?

things were not adding up. all rational thoughts were leaving his mind as everything he had never wanted to happen might have been happening right in front of his eyes. 

meanwhile you were continuing to search for the card in the bedroom, you couldn't find it anywhere. yet your attention directed to the hallway, hearing the voice of driver kim throughout the house, yelling “you’re going to be late, hurry”.

crap, you thought. things would have to wait, on your side and jumin’s. he had no time to question you about the text, silently deciding to recluse into a reserved state for the rest of the evening, from everyone, including you.

walking out of the bedroom, you met jumin in the hallway as he picked up the umbrella sitting beside the door to shield the two of you from the downpour of rain outside. opening the door, he left, barely leaving it open for you. that was nothing like jumin. perhaps he had rushed because of the time, you thought.

through a slow car ride, you felt an overwhelming sense of awkwardness. he wasn’t acknowledging your presence, which was quite unlike him. his face just remained with the same blank expression facing forward. 

this behaviour continued all throughout dinner. only talking when expected to, turning his shoulder everytime you walked towards him, and disregarding any words you spoke to him. you knew this man like the back of your hand, there was 100% something bothering him.

what took a prick to your heart, however, was how he hadn’t told you what was on his mind yet. you understood the concept of privacy, but you had promised each other to always confide in the other through anything, so why was this time different?

who knew two hours could feel like two days as you waited for the event to come to an end. that way, you could finally confront him about the situation. it was killing you. 

in the corner of your eye, you watched as a few of the associates started to clear up the area. you could feel the breath you weren’t aware of holding release as you began thinking about the next course of action. knowing your love, he doesn’t make sense of things unless they’re said blatantly. 

finishing up with respectful goodbyes, jumin lightly signified for you to join his leave. boarding the car, nothing was changed since the car ride to the event. just the presence of jumin, driver kim, and yourself. now you had to encourage yourself to sit through another awkward car ride with your anxiety consuming you.

you found yourself at a slight ease once driver kim had pulled up to the home you and jumin shared. it wasn’t long before you found yourself alone with jumin in the comfort of the familiar walls. just as you began to get your words out, you were interrupted by your husbands deeper tone of voice.

“explain the text on your phone from earlier” he said, almost as if he were making a statement. the feeling of your jaw slightly dropping didn’t catch your attention, but it caught jumins. taken aback, you start rethinking all the texts you had received from that day. however you couldn’t come up with any results that would warrant his question being asked.

taking notice of your face, he continues, obviously not expecting a response from you anytime soon, saying “i saw the text you received earlier from a male saying he’d see you soon, even referring to you as love, what is that about?”

you couldn’t reply. you didn’t know what to say. were you really being accused of cheating right now? did his trust for you fall that much..? yet you hadn’t seen such a text. truth be told, you haven't even looked at your phone since you left to grab the card. 

your thoughts were suddenly interrupted, hearing “not to mention that you’ve changed your password to your phone and haven’t told me. haven’t we agree to rely this information to each other?”. at this point, you weren’t sure if you were in shock or dreaming. surely this wasn’t real, you would never cheat on him. the only texts that were kind of similar to what he said to have seen were the plans to meet up with your friend and close cousin.

other than that, nothing he was saying was making sense. yet how come you couldn’t respond..? you didn’t want to hurt him, but you couldn’t let him go on another minute thinking you had cheated. with your phone now in the bedroom, it wasn’t like you could walk away to check what he was speaking of from the living room.

“are you cheating on me?” he asked, clearly not wanting to waste anymore time before deciding his next move. mustering up the little willpower you had left, you mumbled back “no”, leaving space to continue, but not knowing what to continue with.

a sign escaped his lips, before they parted to speak, “you’re not very convincing. you have nothing to say for the text message and sudden password change, this is very unlike the mc i know, or used to know.” those last few words sparked something in you.

perhaps it was because of the shock of the situation or the emotional imbalance you were currently dealing with, but you started to fill with many negative emotions, more so than before. betrayal, anger, and defeat were beginning to run rampant. you knew that you could not prove your innocence to jumin in this state.

giving it a go, you start to confront his accusations, saying “i don’t know what you’re talking about. i have never, and will never, cheat on you. why don’t you believe me? i love you! how could you think so little of me? are you that insecure to think every man i talk to is someone i’m trying to persue?”

oh no, you thought. you hadn’t meant to touch on his insecurities like that. you let them slip in a fit of hurt, but didn’t think about what you were saying in detail. you felt incredibly guilty as soon as the words jumped out. maybe, a night apart would be good to calm the both of you down and think rationally. 

therefore, you followed up saying “i’m sorry, i’m going to leave for now, i can’t do this tonight”. quickly looking down as to not be swayed by any expression he makes, you nearly run to the bedroom.

pulling out the backpack you had since you were 18, you unzipped it to prepare for everything. you would only take essentials, such as your phone and some cash you had earned on your own, securing the items before turning the door.

walking out to the hall, you saw from the corner of your eye how jumin had left, leaving the area empty. yet one thing caught your eye, that being the present you had left from earlier.

not thinking about it much, you ran to grab it, shoving it in your bag as you left through the front door. in your unusual luck, no security guards were around. giving you the perfect chance to left without bringing yourself anu attention.

reaching the outdoors, you begin walking. to where, you haven’t decided yet. after all, you had a lot to think about. refocusing your mind after a few disappointing seconds, you pulled out your phone, being met with the lockscreen of jumin and elizabeth the third taking a nap together.

oh how things have changed in such a short time. looking through your notifications, a message from you cousin had crossed your eyes. “see you then, love you” it read. oh god, how would you explain that to jumin tomorrow.

 you hadn’t introduced him to your cousin yet, mainly because he lived half way across the world. the two of you had always been close however, being there for each other when your immediate families weren’t. saying “i love you” was normal, because as children the only time you would hear those words were from each other.

never have you even thought that it could be interpreted as a romantic relationship. for many reasons, the biggest being that you were biologically related and he didn’t have a romantic attraction towards women.

thinking about it, you could understand how jumin could have taken it. as for the password, you had only changed it because of the employee who had taken your phone without your knowledge correctly guessed the password, attempting to become closer with the chairman. 

coming back to your senses, you find yourself looking down the empty road with only the streetlights and moon providing you any sense of sight in the late night. you began looking for hotels nearby, coming across an affordable one for the night.

only problem being that it was 30 minutes away by car, and in your tired state you were not willingly to walk for so long. so off to booking a cab you went. finding the cheapest option, saving some money for anything you may need later, you promptly requested a ride. 

with the cab puling up 10 minutes later, you began your journey to your  residence for the night. the wind hitting your face from the open window as you were riding provided you with serenity, reminding you that you were still living in this moment.

as the minutes passed, you started noticing some questionable things about the driver. sure you weren’t an expert driver, but you were fairly certain cars weren’t supposed to be driving over the white line dividing the lanes. you weren’t oblivious to the cars unnecessary fast speed either. was this driver okay, you thought.

as time went on, you could only feel the car getting faster and faster. you tried getting the drivers attention, but to no avail. now they were driving completely in the opposite lane. only to switch over, then back, then over, then back.

you would be lying if you said you weren’t scared. you could feel your heart racing, almost like it were about to jump out of your chest, with your gut telling you something horrible was about to happen.

everything happened so fast. half way through the trip, a car driving towards the vehicle as the driver was driving in the wrong lane again, crashed into you head on. you started grabbing onto random things in the car as they flew around, just now noticing the several empty vodka bottles in the trunk. you felt yourself spinning inside the car uncontrollably.

glass had pierced through several parts of your body, deriving from the mirrors. with no warning, the car had fallen off the road, down through the wooded hill on the side.

with the driver now passed out on the stirring wheel, you were at a lost on what to do. the only option was to relax and pray you’d survive. suddenly, you shot forward in your seat as the car collided with one of the many trees. you felt a piercing pain throughout your body, yet your brain had no time to reregister where the pain was coming from as you passed out with your head on the drivers seat.

yet jumin was completely unaware of this. he had walked off to pour a glass of wine, and saw that you left not long after.

being left alone was nothing unfamiliar to him, but it became an extremely unpleasant circumstance after he had formed a relationship to you. he always thought you would be there with him 24/7, but now that wasn’t the case.

he couldn’t wrap his head around the events that just took place. of course he trusted you, but he couldn’t ignore the text. needing clarification as soon as possible, he contacted seven.

knowing his hacking abilities, he could only rely on him to give him peace of mind. he knew it wasn’t right, but he felt the circumstance was understandable enough. hence why he asked seven to hack into mc’s phone without giving him too much detail.

seven hesitantly agreed, it was her husband after all. if there were any affairs going on, though he doubted it, he deserved to know. getting to work, jumin got his results quickly. he was sent dozens of screenshots containing the conversation between her and this man. 

it was only an easy job for seven, hacking into phones was nothing for the genius. while reading through the text messages, jumin became overwhelmed with guilt.

he read as they reminisced over their childhoods, talked about what the future held, and even planning to meet each others significant others. he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. had he really driven her away because he assumed the worst of her?

the sooner he could find where she was staying, the better. apologizing was his first priority, he would answer to his work later. being wrecked with remorse, jumin sat facing the window overlooking the city, preparing for the worst as he became increasingly more drunk as time went on.

he didn’t want to live a life away from his soulmate because of one stupid mistake. the years you had spent together meant too much to be thrown away so effortlessly. calling seven back, he asked for him to track you down.

there were many ways he could go about this. he could track her phone, follow cctv footage, or go looking around himself. whichever way he choose, jumin would give him the resources possible to do so. it made his heart break thinking how you might be spending the night alone, crying to your pillow instead of him.

upon tracking your phone, as seven had chosen to do, he had to do a double take. things weren’t adding up. were you sleeping down a hill? deciding to get clarification before taking the wrong moves, he decides to follow you along cctv footage as well.

that way, he’d be able to directly see what you were up to. following along carefully, everything seemed normal. well, as normal as the situation could get. however it didn’t take him long to catch onto the drivers horrible driving. just like you had thought, he knew something bad was going to happen.

as time went on, he watched in horror as he witnessed the car getting hit, spinning off the road, smashing the windows, and ending up in the ditch as it aggressively hit a tree in the wooded area. seven hasn’t been speechless many times in his life, but he couldn’t say anything at this moment in time.

after a minute of sitting with his face close up to the monitor, he recollects himself as he dials jumins number. the reality of the situation kicks in. how would he be able to tell him that his wife had gotten in a serious car accident? one that definitely killed the driver, there would be no way in hell they would’ve survived the impact.

“jumin, she got into a car accident. she’s besides the road outside of the city. we need to call somebody” he said, his voice slightly raising as he begins to panic. his friend was in a car accident, how could he not panic? 

jumin didn’t give his mind time to process the situation before calling driver kim to take him to the scene of the accident. everything else could wait. he couldn’t find himself caring about the cheating accusations at the moment, his wife was possibly dead.

god, that broke him. his soulmate might be dead. no, she couldn’t be. she’s survived so much in her young life, a car accident wouldn’t take her that easily. but in case of the worst scenario, he needed to be prepared.

on the way to the scene, he arranged the best doctors to treat her in the nearest hospital. even if she were to end up depending on him for the rest of her life, he would be there everyday. 

he could hear the sounds of sirens as they approached the scene, increasing his anxiety more and more. practically jumping out of the car as they arrived, he laid his eyes upon a box of metal extremely crushed, what he assume to be the car.

it was horrendous. the windows were completely gone with glass everywhere, the hood was shriveled up towards where the front mirror was supposed to be, and two tires had rolled off of the car.

what was of more concern to him was his wife, who was being lifted onto a stretcher. there wasn’t much he could see over the paramedics, but what he did see wanted to make him crawl up into a ball and pretend like it never happened.

like this was all a dream. like he didn’t make her want to leave their safe home, resulting in her injuries. wasting little time, he spoke to the paramedics as they examined you. careful to not direct their attention off of you, but still asking questions.

“is my wife okay? what happened?” he asked. he knew the answer to a certain extent, but he needed someone to give him the facts. not moving an eye off of your body, a male paramedic responded “we don’t know for sure. we will give you the results at hospital once we can conduct a proper exam. what i can tell you is that she’s alive, though looks to be in critical condition. the driver has passed unfortunately”.

with all due respect, he didn’t care about the drivers life in this moment. they had almost taken your life with theirs, so why should he feel sorry? the paramedic continues “as for what happened, we’re still actively investigating but this is very likely to be a case of drunk driving due to the empty vodka bottles and the drivers blood alcohol levels.”

he had to pause and compose himself, because he nearly had a heart attack hearing that information. how could someone put their passengers life in danger like that? did they not know how special you were? perhaps the driver was lucky to be dead, because if they had survived, they would be living the rest of their life behind bars.

he would get you justice for this one day, he promised himself. with jumin being allowed to ride with you in the ambulance, he quickly hopped in as you were being loaded in. 

now he was given a clear view of your face right in front of his eyes. a face so beautiful given so many scars. the glass in your face, the bruises, the blood leaking from your head, they were all staring at him. 

he could do nothing but stare at you the entire ride. he was worried you would give up on him if he were to turn his back. the shallow breaths you took in reminding him of your living form. 

the sights around him blurred as you entered the hospital, only focused on you. he followed until a nurse told him to take a seat in the waiting room as you were rushed into surgery upon further examination.

hence why he found himself surrounded by white walls on the night after his birthday. staring straight ahead as to live fully in his head for the time being. now was when he could truly feel himself becoming tired. most likely the alcohol had worn off on him, leaving him in a haze.

3 minutes turned into 30 minutes, which turned into 1 hour, which turned into 2 hours, which turned into 3 hours. all extremely drawn out times, the only interception being the visit from the paramedics.

they had given him the things you had brought with you, many bent or broken. there laid your essentials as well as the present you have given him earlier. he could try to open the present, but it would be no use. it had already been deemed unrecognizable just by the packages damage.

exactly 200 minutes, over 3 hours, later, he was greeted by the main surgeon. mentally preparing himself for the outcome, he listens as the surgeon speaks, saying “mr. han, we tried everything we could..”

no, this wasn’t happening. he knows how this goes, but he doesn’t want to accept it. if there is a god out there, please make this be a big nightmare, he thought. yet he knows, he knows. this is real, too real.

the surgeon continues, “...unfortunately she had succumbed to her injuries. she fought until her last breath...” he blanked, being left speechless. this couldn’t be real, you can’t leave him like that. you can’t. you were supposed to grow old together.

he could feel as every structure and thing with significance fell in his life. hell, he didn’t know if he still had a life outside of you. how would he go on..? you had showed him the path to true love, accepting him like no one else ever had.

his company flourished with you present, people being grateful you were there to convince him to be a tad more human and give some laid back time. you had lightened up everyone’s life in many ways.

“...the baby unfortunately did not survive either..”

cutting off his thought process, he was now faced with confusion. the baby? what was the surgeon talking about? “what baby?” he asked.

“the baby, as in the baby you two were expecting in around 7 months?... were you not aware?” the surgeon responded. she was pregnant and hadn’t told him...? there’s no way this was actually happening. maybe they got her confused with another patient. he would know if she was pregnant, wouldn’t he?

his thoughts were cut off by the surgeon pulling up her medical records, confirming his previous statement. everything was there. he couldn’t believe, there was too much going on.

he first lost his wife and now he lost his unborn child, one he didn’t even know existed. sensing the agonizing energy in the room, the surgeon leaves with his best wishes. now left alone, he was stuck. 

he had no idea what to do. he felt like crying, could he even cry...? everything just felt so numb as he realized he was on his own again. allowing his face to drop and relax, he stared at the floor thoughtless. 

somehow his father knew and showed up at the hospital. had jumin called him? he couldn’t remember if he were honest, everything was going in one ear and out the other. he doubted if he was even seeing things right.

later, as he was invited to give his last goodbyes before her body would be taken to the morgue, he spoke to his love for the last time.

“i’m so sorry i couldn’t protect you...thank you for giving me the life i’ve always wanted. i never meant to hurt you like i did, please give me your forgiveness through the afterlife. take care of our child up there, my love for you won’t stop until my heart does. rest easy darling”.

grabbing a hold of your delicate hand for the last time, he placed a kiss as he left. letting you go like the princess you were. eventually he found himself outside your room door, standing in the narrow hallway. was this it for him? nothing else mattered to him as much as you did.

finding himself at home once again, the sun being awake at this point, everything hit him like a truck. only this time, he could feel his tears plaque his face. last night you were breathing, this morning you weren’t.

how could the universe do this to him? hadn’t he proved himself worthy enough of you? in the back of his head, he was reliving the event every second. he would never forgive himself for what he said to you the night before your death. he would blame himself for the rest of his life.

he could only hope you would have forgiven him by time he meets you again up there. the next week was nothing but a blur, the only thing he could remember was your funeral.

how you laid so beautifully down, now at eternal peace. being laid to rest with the child he never got to meet, but already loved so much. everyone said their goodbyes, as your friends wept for hours. 

finding himself at home again, he really started to hate the place. he wasn’t meant for only him. yet at the same time, he couldn’t leave. you had lived here with him for years, your mark was stick. 

as advised to do so by many, he cleared out the drawers and closet of your clothing to save in a box. one he would take with him to the grave. amongst the pile of clothes occupying the top shelf, an envelop met with his head. standing in confusion for no more than a minute, he opens it.

he could feel his eyes swell with silent tears as he read the contents of the envelope. it was a card with a picture of an ultrasound. things were making sense, you were planning to surprise him for his birthday. he couldn’t believe what he had done.

he couldn’t go on. it all hurt him too much. stopping the cleaning process, he went to lay on his bed. observing the photo of the unborn child, he couldn’t control as the tears fell, clouding his vision in seconds.

he laid there for the following evening hours, fantasizing about a life with you and the little one. wondering which parent they would’ve taken after most, innocently hoping it would’ve been you. imagining them getting married, having a happy family of there own.

but he would never experience that while on earth now that you were no longer under the sky. over time, he let fatigue overcome him, drifting off with the ultrasound photo held to his chest.

that night, he could’ve sworn it was you how had embraced him and whispered “i love you” quietly in his ear. anyone might call him crazy, or say that he’s going crazy despite his usual rational nature.

no matter what anyone else thought, he knew it was you. there was no doubting that.

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01:32 AST - 07/28/21

#mystic messenger #mysme #mysme jumin #mysme fanfic #jumin han #jumin #jumin x mc #angst

[skelemira]

hello once again 🥺 how do u think gaster would be like cuddling? like what are his thoughts on it? is he a cuddler or is he more of a "don't touch me" kinda person 🥺🥺

could we possibly have some ,,, headcannons,,,, on this

if not that's completely alright!!

have a wonderful day!!!!! be sure to hydrate too!!!

No prob anon I'm an absolute sucker for cuddling so I love these asks! I hope your day is equally or MORE wonderful hahA and thank you anon!!!! Having my coffee as I write this, but I drink water like a fish breathes it so no worries XDDD

Gaster Cuddle Headcanons!!

*Aight so Gaster the way I characterize him is an absolute cuddle f i e n d

*Like being stuck in the void for so long will leave you extremely sensitive to physical touch, and for my boi Gaster (bc I'm also a cuddle fiend lol) he is sensitive to it in a positive way, by which I mean he craves it like an addictive substance.

*Now sometimes he does get in that don't-touch-me state, when he gets overwhelmed and has sensory overload, but he explained it to you and you've learned the signs to know not to touch him during these times. (In these times it helps for him to take a hot bath, just quiet and calm enough to help him but not enough that he doesn't feel like it's the void. It's one stimulus that he can control so he's in control of his environment and slowly he adds stimuli like scent and eventually light and when he can turn on the light that's when he's feeling well enough to touch you and he cuddles the HECK out of you to both help him recover and remind me that's he's not alone anymore)

(hehehehe I went a lil angsty there oopsie~)

*So while he's cuddling you, I like to think that he can be the big or little spoon. When he's the big spoon you're like his teddy bear and he's holding you like you're the most precious thing in the world. His touches are gentle and almost reverent, like he can't believe you're real. His hands wander, but they don't go anywhere you're not comfortable with; they're exploring touches just to feel you, no other purpose behind it. When he's the little spoon he's wanting comfort and it's a little bit awkward because he's so much taller than you, but neither of you mind it. He doesn't mind if your hands decide to wander like his do, but usually he just holds your hands and holds them close to his SOUL.

*His favourite cuddle positions, though, are the following: when you're facing each other and are holding hands with your foreheads resting on one another (it's just so intimate that it helps him feel close to you), and when he's laying his head on your chest (the other way around is good too, it helps him feel needed, but your heartbeat is one of his favourite sounds and he falls asleep within minutes when he hears it versus the insomnia he sometimes feels. Usually when he gets those bouts of insomnia your heartbeat easily gets him to conk out quicker than any other remedy.)

*He will cuddle you anytime, anywhere, and he will do anything to feel you close to him. Oftentimes he'll give you piggyback rides or carry you bridal style just to hold you. His favourite thing is that when he gives you piggyback rides, sometimes you fall asleep and he just. He almost cries, it's so cute to him. There have been times where he has been so desperate to hold you that he has carried you in a piggyback ride or on his shoulders as he gives a presentation to his colleagues. They don't really mind, since they know you and you look so invested in his presentation it's hard not to be interested in what he's saying. (Plus he tends to be a bit more lenient of mistakes when he's carrying you).

*Another way he gets his touch quota filled (haha like that's possible) is to just. Drape himself all over you. Like if you're sitting working on a project he'll make sure you aren't in the middle of an action or working with anything breakable and he just drapes himself over you. You both dissolve in chuckles and you just continue your project with him draped over you, and sometimes he'll pull up a chair and just put his arm around you and hold you close while you work.

*He will find like. Any reason or excuse to touch you that he can and he is extremely smart. He also likes watching romance movies with you sometimes so all those cliche moves like helping you cut vegetables by standing behind you and holding your hand? Correcting your form in archery or pool/billiards, etc? Oh he knows those techniques like the back of his hand and will use any and every technique he can utilize.

Thank you so much for the request anon!!! With this request I believe my inbox is empty so feel free to request or just hit me up with questions, either about characters or myself!

#anon #undertale #undertale gaster #gaster #gaster headcanons #headcanons #undertale headcanons

[because-of-a-friend]

Boyfriend!Seungcheol Fluff

Thanks for the requests and compliments anons and @seungcheoluwu​ !!! Y’all are all too sweet! I really hope you guys like this one! Remember everyone, this is a series I only do by request, so if I’m missing someone you want, just request it! I already have Seungkwan and DK requested so those will be out soon!

MASTERLIST

Seungcheol | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | Minghao | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino 

Honestly

Between being a trainee

Debuting in a kpop group

Having the responsibilities of a leader

And always being mostly concerned with keeping the other boys safe and happy

Coups doesn’t really ever think about dating

His life is just a whirlwind of responsibilities that never really seems to end

Anytime the thought crosses his mind, he just reminds himself that he doesn’t really have the time

As the leader, everything falls back on him so keeps any other distractions outside of Seventeen minimal so the other boys can always depend on him no matter when or where it is 

But lately

He feels like he’s been able to breathe easier

Seventeen is successful 

All the boys have grown and are so responsible and able to handle most things on their own 

So Coups is slowly having some responsibilities lifted from his shoulders

And one day he realizes that the idea of dating doesn’t seem so impossible anymore

But who would he even date?

He’s pushed that idea so far out of his head that he hasn’t even considered whether he would date anyone around him 

He’s embarrassed to admit it, but there’s a part of him that’s really shy about things like that so he doesn’t even know if he has it in him to go out and date

And there’s another part of him that he’s even more embarrassed of that really wants a magical love story, a spark

He just doesn’t feel like he has that with anyone near him

And then one day, he runs into you

“Oh my god, Seungcheol?”

He sighs, expecting a fan, readying himself to be bright and sociable 

But he knows you

The two of you went to school together years ago

“[Y/N]?”

“Seungcheol, it is you! This is so great!” 

You exclaim and then pull him into a hug

He happily returns it, feeling a familiar warmth from seeing someone from his past

“This is insane, I honestly didn’t think I was ever going to see you again!” 

“Oh yeah” he looks down awkwardly. “I’ve been busy...”

“Well yeah, you’re only the leader of one of the biggest kpop groups out there!”

He knows that, of course he does

He’s worked long and hard to be S.Coups of Seventeen

But when you say it, he feels shy for some reason 

“Oh yeah... I guess”

You laugh happily 

“Hey, we have to catch up sometime! When are you free?”

Seungcheol rattles off his schedule for the next week

You find a free spot that you share, grab his number, and make the plans

It’s lunch at a restaurant you had never been to before

You sit awkwardly at the table you grabbed and wait anxiously for Cheol to show up

When he does run in, he stops at the entrance to look for you

When he spots you, he pauses, taking time to straighten out his clothes and brush out his hair

He clears his throat and then calls to you

You feel relief fill your veins when your eyes land on Cheol

You wave at him, a grin spread across your face

He rushes over to plop down in the seat across from you

Once you two catch up on what’s been going on, there’s a bit of a silence

He’s worried that that’s it

You two just had those few good moments and now you won’t have anything to talk about anymore

But then you bring up a story from your school days

“Remember that time, Minhyuk was rushing to get to class, but he wanted something to drink first...”

“And his hand got stuck in the vending machine???”

“Yes!”

You both laugh and bring up more memories and laugh more

It eventually opens up more conversation 

And soon speech just flows easily between you two 

Then Seungcheol looks down at his phone and realizes you two have been sitting there for hours

And to him that’s the sign

There’s a spark

“Hey, [Y/N], do you maybe want to get dinner sometime?”

“Are you asking me on a date Choi Seungcheol?”

“Yes, how about it?”

“I think I’d like that very much”

Dating Seungcheol is easy

He makes it easy

He’s attentive and caring and selfless and mature

He’s a cookie-cutter perfect boyfriend

You’re spoiled as hell

Cheol loves deeply and fully and that love spills out in every way imaginable

He spends even more time on his schedule so he knows he can always make time for you

He’s always affectionate and it’s always in the ways that make you feel the most safe and loved and comforted

I mean, it’s hard not to when sitting in his strong arms

And he treats you so tenderly

Hand holding always includes soft strokes of his thumb up and down your skin

Hugs are tight and long and include sweet whispers 

Cuddling is always comfy

He loves random unconventional affection, like tapping his head against yours, brushing your noses together, plucking your chin

Kisses are always either sweet pecks on your nose, forehead, cheeks and lips

Or slow, deep, sensual kisses 

He takes affection pretty seriously since it’s one of the ways he shows he loves you

Sometimes you wonder why he’s so good to you

Or why your relationship feels so... big

Like seriously it feels like something so incredible and beautiful

One night, Cheol is walking you home and you voice your thoughts out loud

He laughs 

“Are you seriously having thoughts like that because you have a good boyfriend?”

You pout

“Seriously, Cheol, I’m just asking, why are you so good to me?”

He shrugs “Cuz I’m dating you?”

“I know that but... I don’t know”

He smiles and pulls something out of his pocket before handing it to you

“Because you’re special and you deserve it” 

You look down at what he handed you and your heart stops

It’s a little paper flower

Your mind gets taken back to high school

It was an overnight school trip 

Seungcheol had actually been able to come on that one, which was rare due to his schedule when he was a trainee

So everyone was excited to have him come along, the whole class celebrated for him to actually be able to come on the trip

You wanted to be excited too in order to be a good classmate

But 

You’d been having a rough week

Things went wrong with friends, family, grades

So you were kind of off the whole trip

You can’t even sleep

So you get up in the middle of the night and sneak out and walk around outside

It’s really pretty 

There’s a forest and a river

The stars are clear

You sit on the bank of the river and watch the stars sparkle in the reflection of the water

You jump when you hear someone walking behind you

“Hello? Is someone there?”

You can hear your voice shaking, and you feel dumb

“Relax, [Y/N], it’s just me!” Cheol’s bright voice sounds out from the darkness behind you

“Oh, hi Seungcheol, what are you doing out here?”

“I just went to use the bathroom. What about you? Why are you out here?”

“Couldn’t sleep”

You shrug and turn back to the river, embarrassed at the feeling of tears filling your eyes

Cheol’s shoulder brushes against yours as he sits next to you

“Wow, the view of this river is something else, can’t get this back home”

You shake your head to try and disguise your gesture of wiping tears off your face with your sweatshirt sleeves

There’s a moment of silence

“You don’t have to be embarrassed of crying, [Y/N]”

You freeze at his words

“Sorry if I’m making you uncomfortable, it’s just that... you’re not very good at hiding it”

You laugh a little despite the fact that tears are now pouring out of your eyes

“You wanna talk about it?”

“I don’t wanna burden you Seungcheol”

“It won’t be a burden, [Y/N], I promise”

So you let it all out

You tell him everything that was bothering you

And he listens silently as he folds a piece of paper

Once you’re done talking, he lets you cry it out

“I’m not really good at the whole advice thing sometimes, I’m not sure what to say to help you best”

He grabs your hands and and places the paper in them

“But I will tell you this: I know you’re a strong person and even if you feel like you can’t take it, you can lean on me for help!”

“When did you learn to do this Seungcheol?”

You stare at the paper he’s folded into a flower 

“Oh I can’t remember, I just do it sometimes”

You look up at him

He laughs a little at your expression and leans forward to wipe the rest of your tears off your face

“Why are you doing this, Seungcheol?”

“Doing what?”

“Being so... nice to me. We’re not really friends... I mean, it’s just... we’ve never been super close”

Cheol grins at you

“Because you’re special and you deserve it”

When your mind comes back to the present

You look up to see that Cheol has walked a few paces ahead of you

“You kept this from all the way back in high school? I thought I had lost it”

“You did,” Cheol laughs. “You dropped it on the trail back to the cabins, I snatched it up afterwards”

You stare at the flower, admiring how it’s held its shape all these years

You feel tears start to well up in your eyes

You quickly deflect by making a joke

“So Choi Seungcheol has been harboring a huge crush on an old classmate this whole time”

He shakes his head and grins at you, grabbing your hand to continue your walk

After that, Cheol is your whole world

You feel childish but you believe y’all were fated to be together

You put in the effort to spoil him as much as he does for you

You know he has a lot of pressure with being a leader

So you become a safe haven for him to rant out his problems

And you always do little stress relievers for him: back rubs, spa nights, tv binges with tons of junk food

You buy him little accessories and in-ears for him to use on stage

Sometimes you cook dinner for the boys so they don’t have to worry about it

The other members fawn over you constantly 

You and Cheol develop this ridiculous sense of humor that only the two of you get

You’re just a couple of nerds together

Whenever you’re at events together, he always has his arm around you

When you attend their concerts, he always greets you by running up, wrapping his arms around your waist, spinning you around and pecking your lips

Like I said, your relationship is easy

The two of you just click well

It’s a long time in the making but it’s a beautiful romance that is so worth it

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[durmstrange]

What’s Stopping You? - Neville Longbottom

Hello and welcome to another Neville blurb! This one was requested anon “Hello there! I’m a new follower but I just want to say that I absolutely love your writing and I simply can’t get enough of it. I especially ove how accurate the characters are portrayed! If it isn’t any trouble, could I request something extra fluffy with Neville? Feel free to make it about anything, but could I request it be a Ravenclaw reader? If you can’t, it’s alright, I just hope this message brightens your day. Thank you! :)”

First of all, that message made my whole week great. Second of all, I love writing about Neville, so I hope you enjoy!

Flashbacks are in italics.

Word count: 891

Expressing your feelings and emotions was always rather difficult for you. In fact, you often kept your words and feelings bottled in, soaking up all the sadness and anger you felt until you burst. During one of your bursts if when you met Neville.

Tears streamed relentlessly down your cheeks as you sat on one of the few non-moving stairwells in the castle, leading to the Astronomy Tower. It was rare for students to be on those stairs during the day, which is exactly why you chose that to be your breakdown spot. As you struggled to breath through your sobs, you missed the footsteps coming up the steps. With your head in your hands, your sobs raked through your entire body.

“Are you all right?” An awkward sounding and worried voice asked you, making you jump and wipe your eyes with the edge of your Raveclaw robes.

Quickly, you looked away, hiding your face from the boy you recognized in your year as Neville Longbottom. “Yeah, I’m fine,” you answered pathetically as you scooted over on the step, allowing room for Neville to pass by. “I’m sorry for being in the way.”

Instead of walking by, Neville lowered himself onto the stair next to you, keeping a safe distance between the two of you. “You’re obviously not,” he observe as you continued to wipe the tears that fell from your face. “Do you want to talk about it?” You shook your head. “Do you want to be alone?” Again, you shook your head. Neville nodded gently, stretching his legs out in front of the two of you, down the stairs, and removed a book from his bag. “Well, I’ll be here then, if you don’t mind.”

As you calmed down, Neville remained on the stairs with you, silently reading his book in front of him. After a few moments, you took a final deep breath to calm your sobbing and wiped the final tears from your eyes. “I’m (Y/N),” you murmured quietly, causing Neville to look up.

“Neville,” he responded and held his hand out. Carefully, you shook his hand. “I hope you’re all right. If I can do anything, I’d be more than happy to try.”

With a small, sad smile forming on your lips, you shook your head gently. “You’ve done enough, Neville. Thank you.”

Neville smiled widely, a slight blush playing on his cheeks. “Anytime.”

From that moment on, Neville had quickly become your person. He became your closest friend, your secret keeper, your everything. Naturally, you quickly began to develop feelings for that boy, and had the feeling that he felt the same.  Over time, you began to show subtle hints to Neville that you liked him, brushing your hand against his, looking at his lips when you were alone, imagining what it would be like to kiss him, but he never moved to advance your relationship. 

One rainy Sunday, as you finished up a Potions essay due the next morning, Neville sat next to you in the library amongst the shelves, out of view of the rest of the students and Madam Pince. You could tell Neville was distracted, as he kept picking up and setting his quill down without writing anything, and sighing softly. You set your essay down gently and turned to Neville. “Are you all right? What’s on your mind?” You asked him as you reached out, taking his hand into yours.

Neville looked up as if he were surprised that you had noticed his uneasiness. “Oh, nothing, (Y/N). Sorry for worrying you.”

You furrowed your eyebrows gently. “Well, if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s all right. Just know I’m always here to listen.” With that, you stood and began browsing the shelves behind the table you previously sat at. As you browsed them, running your fingers along each and every cover, you failed to notice Neville standing from his spot and hovering behind you.

Neville rubbed his sweaty hands on his pants, swallowing hard and trying to muster up any and all courage he possibly could. “Actually,” Neville murmured, making you turn with a surprised look on your face. “I really want to kiss you, and its making me incredibly anxious and frustrated.” Neville’s face was beet red in that moment, and he only grew redder as you smiled at him.

“Well, what’s stopping you?”

It took a moment for Neville to evaluate and over process your words, but after they sunk into his mind, he quickly wrapped a hand around your waist, bringing you up against him, and he kissed you gently. Your hands cupped his face, and you kissed him back with all you had.  

Neville walked you backwards, your back pressing against the bookshelf and his body pressed against you.  His other hand found your face as well, and he held you as if you would disappear at any moment.  

After a moment, the two of you broke away, face reddened and breaths shallow.  You looked at Neville, his pupils dilated and a flustered but blissful look on his face.  “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to do that,” you laughed gently, your nose scrunching up at him. 

Neville chuckled as well, leaning his forehead against your own.  “You have no idea how long I’ve been thinking about doing that.” 

#neville longbottom #Neville Longbottom fanfiction #Neville Longbottom fanfic #neville x reader #Neville Longbottom story #neville longbottom x reader #Neville Longbottom imagine #Neville Longbottom fluff #Neville Longbottom oneshot #Neville Longbottom one shot #durmstrange #hogwarts #Hogwarts fanfic #hogwarts fanfiction #harry potter #Harry Potter fanfiction #Harry Potter fanfic

[nafeary]

Cuddles and Snuggles with the Ikevamp Suitors

Anon asked:

Hello 👋, can I have some really short and maybe flowery scenarios of the Ikevamp suitors cuddling? Just some cute little paragraph (that can turn smutty but doesn’t have to be) I really really like your style of writing, you see. Thank you!!!!

Heya! I love love love requests like these, they really make my day. Considering I didn’t want to give everything the same plot, I figured I’d just allow my creative freedom to run rampage.

I’m sorry I haven’t been posting much, but school is keeping me pretty busy (a week of holidays are coming up tho hehehehe). This has been sitting in my WIPs for an eternity, and I finished the last five bois today (it’s Sunday/Monday midnight by the time I’m scheduling this YEET).

I hope you’ll all manage to find some comfort in this, and I hope you’ll all enjoy (and remember to drink water~)

Also, I don’t care what Cybird says; Theo is 186cm and I do not take criticism on this.

Warnings: implied sexual intercourse (only for Leo tho), otherwise only toothrottingly sweet fluff... maybe angst, too. Blame Aki)

Napoleon Bonaparte

『laying siege to your heart』

Laughter prompted your body to tremor in delight upon seeing the form of your lover snuggling his blanket, spilling into the room in coaction with the afternoon rays streaming in buoyant ribbons. Napoleon lethargically peeked past his lashes, grinning as he grasped your hand to pull you into his awaiting arms.

Your head fit perfectly underneath his chin, your bodies an amalgamation of puzzle pieces enjoying their reunion. You allowed a few teasing quips to spill from your lips, regretting to have done so tout de suite as your body writhed beneath his butterfly kisses tickling your nape. The most darling sounding giggles encompasses your ears, eliciting some of your own as you tried your best to escape his tight embrace.

Eventually, he stilled, burying his face into the crook of your neck, and holding you for what felt like an entire eternity—no ounce of egomania weighed upon you, the fierceness of it brought forth by his sheer adoration for yourself. And even if he were to lay siege for an eternity, you couldn’t see yourself caring if you were pledged with no disparate treatment.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

『moonlight tryst』

If there was one thing you’ve come to cherish, it would be the time of the moon, when it reigned the sky in its eerie glory. You’ve never been able to see the stars’ purity, constellations clearer than ever before. Perchance, the appreciation stemmed from the company the firmament would gift you with, when the other half of your bed was frozen and weeping alongside you in abandonment. Yet, as you mused your loneliness, approaching echoes of heels hitting the tiled floor incited your gaze to leave the stars, instead turning to embrace the sight of your lover coming to join you to your tryst.

Stars melted into fervid streams of gems, pouring upon Wolf’s skin, hair, and eyes, aiding his appearance to leave you blinded beneath its ethereal irradiance. You picked up a ribbon le Comte had gifted you long ago, jesting the embroidered amethysts would gracefully accompany the composer’s own set of eyes; but the juxtaposition left you disenchanted at the blunt and transparent crystals, opting to tie his alabaster strands with it, shivering slightly as you parted a curtain over his nape.

He enfolded your hands with his, hastily trying to get it off. However, his lips were quickly claimed by his muse, pouring every emotion and feeling you could gather into it. You were glad for the minuscule distraction, even more so as his arms fell limp, succumbing to your passion—nay, not without teasing remarks, leaving your pounding heart at the wolf’s mercy, and carrying your cries into the night in concordance with the owls’ song.

Leonardo da Vinci

『the gift of light』

At times, your relationship felt like stumbling through an obsidian forest, the only object not the plunged into abyssal realms a map to show you the right path. The map knew everything, could achieve anything, would create the unimaginable, while you were left impotently relying one its guidance.

Leonardo was aware of these clouds obscuring your emotions, hindering your felicity, and he was unsure whether he should act upon it. Perchance, it would leave you in deeper misery, but he’d take the chance to undress the light in your eyes.

You essentially knew that that was what a relationship with Leonardo da Vinci would result in; after all, no one could possibly match his genius. Natheless, the string pinioning your souls was stubborn, and it would be near impossible for anything to deter you from this love.

As you straddled him, panting in exhaustion with sweat glistening like deep sea pearls across your bodies, he slid his hands past your ears, tugging on the ribbon keeping your hair up. They ran past your bare shoulders, a cascade of bougainvillea shadowing the outside world from seeing your lover’s flushed expression. With his hands still resting on your cheeks, he pulled you toward himself, capturing your lips with raw ardour. A gossamer simper slumbered onto his face just as the sun announced the arrival of dayspring, enkindling the forest in the light of dawn.

Arthur Conan Doyle

『cosy and secluded dancing』

A myriad of candles appeared to dance within the salon, frolicking in the gentle zephyrs through the opened window. The lovers exuded the impression of pure serenity, swaying in each other’s clutches in synchronisation with the flames.

A saxophone urged your feet to tap along the tiled floor, the beat accompanying the agute anecdotes Arthur shared with you. A simper blossomed on your face as the topic of them always managed to include yourself in some way or another; you’d taken notice of this the further you relationship wrote itself. And just like his words filled the paper with ease under the influence of his fountain of delight, so did the words pertaining to your mutual ardour.

As you allowed your lips to meet his nose, perplexity pulled your brows into a furrow—how anyone could just accept all the malicious comments of “mongrel”, “bastard”, and other vile slurs without retaliating in defense was beyond you, especially when a simple action like yours dissolved him into a fumbling mess, his footing faltering to and fro akin to the rustling branches outside. It was nothing but a mystery, but he was your mystery. And you had more than enough time to solve him, buoyantly filling the paper with breathings of your love along the way.

Vincent Van Gogh

『picnic in a flower meadow』

There was nothing but warmth—the ground, the breeze, the sun’s ever so gentle embrace on this bright autumn’s day, creating an atmosphere of absolute serenity.

However, the sun wasn’t the only one to embrace you. You felt your lover’s breathing gently caressing your face, his heartbeat beneath your head the sole sound next to the sunflowers’ ever so tranquil rustling.

Another breeze ruffled his flaxen tufts of hair, eliciting the tiniest of giggles as they brushed against his nose. As his hands rose up to brush your hair, he gifted to with the most brilliant grin, the epitome of an angel walking amongst mortals.

It made you nuzzle closer into his chest, inhaling the wonted scent of paint and dried sunflowers. Opting to enjoy these last moments of your picnic with the artist, your eyes fluttered close to the most ethereal sight on earth.

Theodorus Van Gogh

『unfeigned aftermath of a fight』

Ire was not strange to him, acquaintances till death, for sure. Nevertheless, these kind of manners didn’t appeal to him, but charading as the scapegoat for his brother’s wealth has made him into the devil’s advocate—and old habits hardly perish.

His hands caught the last few droplets of despair running down your chin, stroking your own pair of hands as he held you from behind. A few moments prior, he had shown you his quiet, oftentimes guarded, ardour, carrying these words to your ear. It left you nearly broken, the brush having stumbled across the artwork, red marks littering the void. But as fast as the shade spread, so did the greens and blues, the yellows and whites; if someone knew how to fix these mistakes, it was Theo himself.

In favour of his height, he straightened to place his chin atop your head, allowing you to lean into him. You couldn’t even remember what miscellaneous things you’d been fighting about, rendering your throats hoarse and your hearts wound; alas, as perilous as his clamours were, he never failed to apologise, whispering adorations as sweet as the saccharine treats he enjoyed.

Truly, as painful as some words could be, he always committed to proving you his worth. He just didn’t realize that that was irrelevant; after all, your devotion for him ran deeper than any slash could ever reach.

Dazai Osamu

『tranquil lazing in the garden』

Amidst the most delicate petals and the green leaves, the pond’s reflection of two twirling birds was similar to the lovers leaning against an oak, intertwined branches unable to release their hold.

You were situated between his legs, his broad chest acting as your pillow of comfort. It was a serene kind of purity, the meadow’s song—flora and fauna uniting to create a serenade of peace—coaxing your pair into a state free of despair and ire. That is, until he let his lips flutter down your exposed neck, prompting you to grip the flesh of his thighs a bit tighter.

The butterfly kisses didn’t appear to end anytime soon, not that you payed it much negative mind. A simper danced across both of your faces as a butterfly, with gossamer wings fluttering gently, landed on your lover’s finger, drawing a titter to resound throughout the garden.

He beheld your reach for the lepidopteran creature, the flaxen colours scintillant in your orbs. Perchance this little guy was an omen of genuine ebullience. However, certainty belay onto his thoughts, knowing that you were nothing but a sign of fortune, even to someone as tainted as himself.

Isaac Newton

『snuggles to chase away self doubt』

Unrelentingly, you pushed chocolate into his calloused hands, pledging that the tryto-something—“it’s tryptophan, darling”—would surely lift his solemn mood, clouds of doubt and pressure weighing upon him. He’d been used to the wallowing forlorn, solus; he’d been used to secluding himself apart from any comfort helping hands could give.

But now, now he’d been exposed to a star, more lucent than the North Star could ever dream to be, which shared its balmy rays with him, never imploring for anything in return.

As the slightly bitter treat melted in his mouth, he pulled the almost oneiric appearance of his sweetheart closer to him, your foreheads colliding together to display the sanguine shade of his fiery cheeks. Both of you chortled at his endearing ardency, finding yourself neglecting the light mound rising from the top of your head as you beheld his cherry blossom orbs.

He wasn’t a man of many words, his thoughts the stars he couldn’t fathom into constellations; and while all he could manage were the faintest pleas of gratitude, you knew that that was his crisp layer masking the dispatch of genuineness. Underneath, he was just as sweet and fulfilling as the fruit he so hastily denied. These obstinate and vexing thoughts pulled at the corners of his mouth, but you were swift in your endeavor to diminish them, letting your fingers glissade like zephyrs through the wild locks of salmon and ever so gently massaging him with their tips.

Jean d’Arc

『eskimo kisses and pep talks』

Jean oftentimes felt as if the world was weighing upon his lungs, threatening to suffocate him from the inside out. With his wings clipped and feet bound, all be could was sing in fear and cry for help, knowing he was undeserving of such feat. And yet, you were holding him closer than he’d ever been held before, kissing every scar, every painful remainder of his past, with the force of what could only be described as love.

He’d call himself vile names, thinking nothing much of it, and you’d never grasped what he meant. Moronic? His gentleness spoke of wisdom that many men could only dream of owning. Appalling? You would incessantly reassure him that his arms were your favorite place to while in, and that you wanted to feel his pulse through your veins. Ugly? His eyes met the moon and became almost prismatic as he claimed so, releasing that inhumanly beautiful hue of disenthralled, limitless amethysts, his skin reflecting the pale alabaster rays. How could a person so stunning and breathtaking be ugly? A person so kind and selfless?

Jean scoffed at your sentiment; withal, he allowed himself to succumb to his selfishness, brushing your nose with his own in an anguished assay to express his gratitude. You responded with a glee, succumbing to his endearing affection. He could only yearn for you to be able to withstand the barrel of infinity that he was bound to curse you with.

William Shakespeare

『interruptions ft puck』

You rose to the canorous breathing of your lover, nay, soulmate; that much was apparent judging by the euphoria encompassing your entire being at the sole mention of his name. It perplexed you how you were able to manage waking up to this empyrean sight without your heart granting the artist its last applause.

From his flushed checks, to his bare chest exposed to your own, to his lean arms reaching around yourself to tangle his fingers within your mane, more delicate and loving than the activities of the previous night required—you knew you were borne under a lucky star, whose only affiliation could possibly be be playwright claiming you his, cradling you with nothing but the zephyrs of a quiet twilight downpour.

You noticed a few candles he’d lit, most likely while you still rested, and they carried scents of raspberry sorbet, wafting around you in refreshing sprites. They were made my William himself, akin to the abundance of objects you’d sentimentally ramble about; and yet, he’d obstinately organise the most trivial things, no matter the obstacle of time and place.

Warmth engulfed your heart, your mind and being at how utterly cherished you were within his arms, and a few tears threatened their exeunt, but you suppressed your expression to the best of your ability, not wanting to worry him ignominiously. The fortunate appearance of your favourite character from the playwright’s own little story supported your despair de trop—even if he might not have intended to.

The little bunny hopped onto your lover’s head, staring down at you as if to mark his own territory. However, this attempt only prompted laughter to spill from your lips, and it amplified as William plucked Puck from his hair, placing him in midst of your tangled limps.

Comte de Saint-Germain

『napping in front of his fireplace』

The fireplace was ablaze, each scarlet flame radiating heat as the fumes frolicked in delight. With your legs angled to your lover’s lap and your fingers clutching his dress shirt, you were curled into the man’s side, the sofa cushioning your assay to sleep.

Your eyes fluttered open when you felt the snug quilt slide over your shoulders, meeting brilliant gold whose owner was busy with shielding you from the frigid cold. His hand released the fabric, instead opting to ever so carefully grasp your chin, as if frightened you were a withering rose.

Words of adoring troths danced on your lips, assuring him that you weren’t fragile, that he mustn’t fret upon your disappearance. He could only place a kiss between your brows, aware that silence weighed more than words ever could; his mirth was apparent as he pulled you closer to him, wanting nothing but to transcend time and space for his other half.

Sebastian

『oreos, milk, and ice cream』

There were certain difficulties when your heart belonged to two people, but even more so when it belonged to multiple places—or periods. Nevertheless, being employed to a time-traveling and immortal boss had its certain advantages.

You knew he longed for these items as much as you did, yet only organised them as you uttered these fantasies in a sleepy stupor. Enthusiasm spurring the atmosphere, you scooped the icy vanilla custard into crystalline bowls, improvident about the dampness coating your fingers. Before the fallen spoon could hit the ground, your lover caught it, trapping your back against his chest as he placed it back onto the counter.

His reverberating laughter prompted your own, enjoying the sensation of the flush body enbosoming your own. Arms winding across your chest, further strengthening the protective cocoon, a feather brushed your neck as he kissed with the ilk of cotton fields. You couldn’t halt the goosebumps from waltzing to the rhythm of his teasing, rather opting to stuff an Oreo past his appealing lips.

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[tundrainafrica]

hi! i just wanted ask how can you not be so pressured to change hange’s gender to your fics (she to they/them) despite that many twitter users are saying that “au authors must use they/them to hange because they are canonically NB” . because to be honest, as an aspiring writer who is working on her first levihan fic, i feel so pressure or maybe obligied to use they/them pronouns for hange.

Hello Anon,

Thanks for the ask!

To be honest, I actually was pressured to use ‘they’ tbh. In fact, I was so pressured I actually did a lot of research on this and put a lot of thought into my decision to use ‘she’ as my chosen pronoun for Hange.

But tbh, I think I am pretty confident with the amount of research and the amount of thought I put into it that I don’t think I will be using ‘they’ in my fics anytime soon. 

Disclaimer: This doesn’t mean at all that I don’t like reading ‘they’ fics nor that I don’t like seeing people use ‘they.’ Tbh I don’t really mind whatever people use? I can enjoy a fic with either pronoun, I can enjoy a good meta with either pronoun. I have my own personal reasons for using they. 

Some of the reasons why: 

Personal HC 

Personal HC but I’m still gonna drop this here. 

To make things clear, I headcanon Hange as gender fluid. I headcanon her as sexuality fluid that personally, I’m not too much a fan either of fics that portray Hange as overly feminine either. So I have seen people who request that we do not use overly female or feminine words with Hange. Which yes, I don’t do them. But was a peer pressured into not using them? 

No, not really. I just personally think Levi would prefer the word partner if he was with Hange. I personally think that Hange would not have liked to fall into traditional female roles either. 

At the same time, I thought about the concept of using ‘they’ as a pronoun with Hange then I couldn’t help but think, it just isn’t in my personal interpretation of Hange to correct people. Hange is too much of a free bird to actually care what people use. Hange would probably respond to he, she, they or whatever and she probably wouldn’t correct anyone calling her mr., mrs. etc.

And in the context of Filo soc med AUs, Hange would probably respond to ate, kuya. (And besides, what is the gender neutral form of ate or kuya??? Mamsir)

And generally the default for most people is to look at someone and think okay, she’s a girl, I think I’ll use ‘she’ first. Or okay, that’s a guy, I think I’ll use ‘he’ first and what usually happens is if anyone is particularly conscious about the pronoun used on them, they will correct the other person. 

But there are people out there, who don’t care whether someone uses she, he, they, mr., mrs, ma’am, sir. For example, personally for me, I wouldn’t bother to correct anyone. And I headcanon that Levi and Hange wouldn’t have cared either. 

I’m sure people who read my fics would notice, I do put a lot of research when I write because I like to make things as realistic and as in character as possible.  So to get into the spirit of my fic and whatever setting I’m writing, I try to capture everything to a T and given the overall landscape and setting I’m writing about and given my own headcanons of Levi and Hange I decided on she.

Because in my headcanon, if someone were to ask Hange what pronoun she preferred? Hange probably would have said any. 

Likewise, if anyone asked Hange what her gender was, Hange probably would have said ‘any’ also.

And the setting of the show is practically medieval and gender identity is a relatively new concept. I don’t think many people would have spent too much time pondering ideas like individualism and  gender identity when they’re literally facing death everyday.  Actually a lot of the great thinking happened after the war, and when there was actually food on the table. Because people weren’t actually hungry everyday anymore so they had time to think about more modern thoughts. 

‘She’ is still an NB pronoun 

I answered this in another ask already. But the point behind this, is although ‘they’ is the go to non binary pronoun, there are NB people who go by she too. And creating this idea that all gender fluid characters HAVE to go by ‘they’ is dangerous in itself because the reason we had gender discrimination in the first place is because we had these boxes to fit ourselves into. So if a NB person wants to go by ‘she’ or ‘he’ or ‘they’ who are we to stop them? 

And I said it many times myself. We will never know which pronoun Hange would have preferred for herself. 

I get confused. 

This is a shallow reason but I’m gonna drop this here anyway. I get confused when I see ‘they.’ I read a lot of content which uses ‘they’ for Hange and I get confused a lot of the time that I have to read the sentences like three times because I end up thinking ‘Hange and who?’

I know I should have gotten used to it by now, but I still get confused because english is the only language I use on a regular basis that actually has such strict rules for how to navigate gendered pronouns.

I don’t wanna be peer pressured into doing shit just coz. 

Tbh, for me, as long as I did my research, as long as I can argue both sides as to why and as long as I am confident in the fact that I have thought about this enough before deciding on this, I will not change it. 

I am pretty convinced that a lot of people who actually go all the way as to attack someone on twitter and to cancel them (over a lot of topics tbh) haven’t done their due research. 

Because most of the people I know who have done their due research wouldn’t be fighting (on Twitter OF ALL PLACES) in the first place. 

Because doing actual research (which means reading articles which support both sides of the argument) will only make people realize that the world is too grey and too complex to ever make pushing their own agenda, ‘cancelling’ someone and calling them transphobic, homophobic, racist etc ect  or as they like to call ‘educating’ someone the right thing to do. Believe me, if people genuinely wanted to educate someone, they would slide into their DMs and calmly tell them their own opinion, ask why the other person believes a certiain way and you know, be ready to learn something too because education is a two way street. And if the conversation isn’t going anywhere, I think any level headed person would probbaly just give up and do something more worth while with their time than cancel some stranger on social media.

Regardless though, I respect either decision and I recognize the fact that a lot of Hange stans are very much more comfortable with the pronoun ‘they’ My general practice when navigating this sensitive topic is to use ‘they’ for Hange when talking to someone who prefers ‘they’ because it’s a conversation and in conversation, the space becomes something shared between me and the other person so I would do my part to make it as comfortable for them as possible. 

But here’s the thing, my fic is my space. It’s a house I built for myself and the readers are the visitors that come in and out as they please. No one is forced to read my fic and never have I and never will I tie someone down on a chair and not free them until they read my work. 

It’s my fic. It’s my work and I can do whatever I want with it.

People tend to forget that in the end this is a fandom space and people should be free to headcanon things however they want. They should be free to explore whatever themes they want. And I like to do my part to promote this type of environment by sticking to a few iron clad rules.

I write what I want to write.

Don’t like, don’t read.

Content is free. There’s a back button and if you do not appreciate the themes someone is exploring or the headcanons someone is applying to their fic, you may click the back button and look for something that doesn’t offend you. 

(I’m gonna end up digressing a bit here so feel free not to read the rant below)

There are an infinite number of headcanons and ideas which ideally should be able to exist. Yet because of this constant need to be politically correct and this constant fear that we might be offending someone and we might end up cancelled, a lot of people have been watching their own creative works more than necessary. 

I actually fear that there are a lot of good ideas and there are a lot of themes that could have been explored but weren’t. 

And this is why I love ao3 a lot. Ao3 is free from societal pressure, corporate synergy and I appreciate the fact that in that space, I’m free to explore whatever themes I want. I can read something pro-rape, I can read something anti-rape. I can read something pro abuse, I can read something anti-abuse etc etc. 

I personally have very liberal views and obviously I am not for rape or abuse in ANY situation.

But I am also the type of person who will read things that celebrate a controversial topic and things that will attack that same topic because I just generally want a more nuanced opinion on a lot of things. Because when I have seen both sides of the spectrum, then it’s just easier for me to proudly say ‘Yes, I believe this’ or ‘No, I don’t believe that.’

And I think these pieces should be available for other people to explore so that they can for themselves form more nuanced opinions on whatever topics come their way and the more sides people are aware of that exist, the less likely we’re going to end up with groupthink or hivemind situations which have fucked people over countless times in history already.

Should questionable content be widely available? Personally no but I don’t think it should be completely unavailable.

Regardless these potentially offensive pieces should exist and  I’m saying this for both controversial topics such as rape and abuse and something as relatively harmless as Hange being referred to as ‘she’ on a fic. All stories exploring every facet and every side regardless of how controversial should exist in this space because these promote discourse and they promote thinking. These pieces of work that explore taboo and offensive topics and the discourse these create only serve to make our opinions more nuanced so at least we aren’t blinded or we don’t have these half assed opinions only fueled by having read material created by people who are biased to one particular side. At least we have enough fuel for ourselves to say ‘Yes I have read this and now I can more proudly say I believe this more.’  

Whatever opinions I have made for myself about social issues are only how they are because I listen to both sides of the argument. I like to play devil’s advocate. I like to listen to people even if I don’t agree with what they’re saying. 

And I like finding compromises so that people can co-exist and I like tweaking my opinions everyday based on new information I learn.

And personally, there are so many views I hate and there are types of topics I personally would prefer not to explore but I still believe in the back of my mind they should exist. And if we do whitewash or try to force everyone to adjust their works to whatever side we deem is more ‘politically correct,’ then we will lose facets of the fandom that could have existed, that could have promoted a more colorful discourse and that could have sprouted new ideas and new ways of thinking which may be even more creative if people weren’t so scared to be cancelled or wrong.

It’s different in a conversation. I will adjust the way I speak, the way I navigate interactions with people in a shared space. 

But no one is forced to read my works no one is forced to read fanfiction so cancelling someone over how they go about their creative works will always be worse in my book than someone who is exploring problematic themes. (As long as that person tags their trigger material properly and isn’t forcing anyone to read it or forcing their own personal beliefs on anyone or attacking them)

Anyway, sorry for the long ass rant again but I hope you get the courage to use whatever pronouns you want for Hange. 

I hope this makes you realize that there really isn’t a black and white to this. And this is a fandom space. Do whatever you want. Headcanon whatever you want. Just be respectful and kind.

#levihan #meta

[cower-before-power]

hello! congrats on 800 followers! may i request gojo satoru + #28 (platonic love) from the prompt list for the event? thank you!

Hello anon! Thank you so much! For this drabble I went with “sibling love”, hope that’s okay, please enjoy :)

TW: hurt/comfort, cursing, shitty parents

“Now there’s a glum face if I ever did see one! You keep that frown up, your face will be stuck looking weird forever. Well, weirder than usual, ha!”

You ignore your brother’s gentle teasing as you watch him fold his lanky form into a sitting position beside you. He immediately thrusts a Starbucks cup in front of your face, shaking it obnoxiously under your nose. “What’s up, oh sibling of mine?”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” you mutter, taking the drink (you don’t really want it, but you know he’ll badger the shit out of you until you accept). “It’s stupid anyways.”

Satoru sighs, taking a long pull of his own sugary monstrosity. “It happened again, didn’t it? I told you to just ignore them when they act like assholes.”

“They’re our parents.”

“And they have outdated, old fashioned shit for brains,” Satoru claps a hand on your shoulder, squeezing firmly. “Don’t listen to them. Listen to your wonderful, amazing, progressive big brother. My opinion’s the only one that really matters, anyways.”

He looks over his dark sunglasses, the same blue eyes that have watched over you all your life twinkling fondly at you. “And I happen to think you’re a pretty great sorcerer. You’ve taken down your share of curses and undoubtedly saved plenty of lives. First Grade is nothing to sneeze at, you know.”

As usual, you feel your spirit begin to lift at his words. “It’s not Special Grade, as I am so often reminded.”

“I don’t think the world could handle two Special Grade Gojos,” Satoru grins, ruffling your hair. “I know I got the looks and the talent, but you got the heart. People like you, respect you, want to be your friend. I mean, Nanami even willingly hangs out with you! I can’t even get him to answer my texts half the time, and you two go for tea and dessert almost every week! Absolutely unfair, if you ask me.”

You huff a laugh, lips curling into a small smile as Satoru pouts over the 7:3 sorcerer’s disdain for him . He might not go about it normally, but your silly brother always made you feel better. Even when the entire rest of the clan ridiculed you, shamed you, told you that you weren’t good enough, he always had your back. Annoying and childish as he was, he was a pretty good big brother.

“Well I’m no Nanami, but  I’ll go for tea and dessert with you, if you’d like,” you say, reaching over to pat his hand gently. “Thanks, Satoru.”

He smiles his biggest, toothiest grin.

“Anytime, kiddo, anytime. Now, how about some mochi, hmm?”

“Only if you’re buying.”

“Hey, you’re rich too! Why do I have to pay?”

“Maybe I should just go with Nanami instead, I think he said he was free today...”

“Alright, alright! My treat it is!”

#asks #replies #anon #800 follower event #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen

[kaeyas-beloved]

Hi!! May I request some fluff headcanons for Fyodor from bsd with a female s/o and they both have two cute daughters? owo

Hello Anon! You may absolutely request this (and thank you so much for doing so)! Thank you for your patience and I hope you enjoy :D

*Quietly chants “soft Fyodor, soft Fyodor, soft Fyodor!”*

Also I hope it’s okay that I made the two daughters twins!

And I’m really sorry if these aren’t the best because I’m still getting the hang of doing HCs and Fyodor is one of these characters that I’ll write for while still being a bit unsure of his character... So I’m sorry for any OOCness, if it’s not fluffy enough or just not good altogether T_T There’s some fluffy bits but still if they you can always come back and request again!

~~~ Fyodor & a F!S/O w/ Twin Daughters

First and foremost - Fyodor had little to no plans to start a family with you. Not because he didn’t love you, but more so because he’s a busy man with his ‘purging of ability users’ plan

Though the day that you told him you were pregnant a new feeling blossomed in his chest

It wasn’t anything grand but he felt a twinge of happiness mixed with some form of pride as the smallest of smiles graced his face

Not a sadistic smirk or a teasing smile but a real one

Dare we say, he may have been excited for what was to come.

Planting a soft kiss on your lips he uttered a “what a pleasant surprise” before going on with his day, you doing the same

And for the next little while nothing changed in your daily routine, almost like he was never told that he’s got a baby on the way

You knew better, this was just how Fyodor was 

Really though he’s working from the shadows and making sure you stay safe, ranging from sending out one of his men to watch over you anytime you go out to just out right eliminating potential threats that are spotted

Fyodor also (subtly) spends just a little less time on his computer as well

A little more than half way through the pregnancy, when a bump has appeared, you two were in bed, back to back and your hand was on your stomach 

Then you felt it

“Fyo!” you called his name, voice a whisper in the dead of night as you sat up. He hummed, turning over to face you, “give me your hand” watching silently as you guided his palm to where yours was just a few seconds ago, Fyodor waited for something to happen.  

And then he too felt it - a strong kick

“It means he’s healthy” he told you simply, looking up into your shining eyes. Oh he’ll never forgot the way you looked that night with a smile that lit up the dark room spread across your face

When the due date drew near, it’s in his best interest when he tells you that he wants you to stay in the house less anything happen to you or the babies

Right - oh you should’ve seen the momentary (and I mean momentary) wide-eyed, shocked look on his face when he was told that he wasn’t going to have one kid but two - both of them being girls too!

When the two little bundles are born surprisingly Fyodor is the one that takes care of them quite a few times when one or both start to cry at ungodly hours of the night

Usually he’ll tell you that you can go back to bed and that he’ll calm them down since he’s up and awake anyway, allowing you the much needed sleep.  

Another surprise? Fyodor can calm his daughters easily. You’ve chalked it up to it being the slightly serene and calming aura he gives off. It’s a trait you’re very thankful for in these situations

During the times that he might be just lounging on the couch (assuming he does such a thing from time to time) Fyodor will let one or both of his daughters sleep on his chest (if he can manage)

When they’re a little bit older Fyo’s a fan of having them sat on his lap while he works at his computer, humming and gazing down at them if they want his attention

You once told him off for having them near a screen so much and so close too, claiming that it’ll damage their eyes

As a form of affection/praise Fyo tends to pat their heads a lot

Is the absolute king at not giving into their puppy dog eyes or pleading smiles 

They want sweets before dinner or want to stay up past their bedtime? Hahaha nope~

He might even tease them with this too. Like he’ll act like he’s thinking about saying yes then go and plainly say no with a teasing smile or something along those lines 

Something he does let them get away with though is wearing his ushanka

Just the mere sight of one of his little girls enjoying wearing it has his a tiny smile emerging and lavender coloured eyes softening the slightest, appearing almost relaxed

That was until both his daughters began to fight over who go to wear it and you and Fyo had to go and buy them their own

MEANING THAT THEY NOW MATCH AND IT’S THE CUTEST THING EVER! 

You’ve tried to sneak a picture but Fyodor never gives you an opening T_T

100% plays the cello for them as a form of entertainment or as a lullaby on nights when neither of them can fall asleep

Also might teach them how to play the instrument if they show any interest in it

Can also teach them skills that he thinks will help them in the world they live in, like how to catch someone in a lie or how to outsmart them

Concerning his... occupation in the underworld, Fyodor doesn’t outright expose them to it, but also doesn’t make a huge effort to shield his daughters from it either

However, that in no way means that if anyone, anyone thinks it’s a good idea to lay a single finger on his family that he’ll let them get away with it.

Lets just say that they won’t escape without proper punishment 

I believe that Fyodor is the kind of dad to allow his kids to roam free, they can do nearly anything they please of their own free will (if that makes sense). 

Like they can go anywhere they’d want to when they’re older, they can have whatever hobbies they please and Fyodor wouldn’t mind what it is

But! That excludes his daughters finding a s/o - perish the thought entirely 

Even if they do get one expect them to have a very thorough background check done on them. Fyodor will know everything about them to ensure his little girls are safe

And if he finds even one thing wrong or believes that this s/o is just using his kid? Someone’s getting a visit from Mr. Rat Man (and no likes when that happens)

Bottom line Fyodor is a relatively mellow dad that will tease his daughters but still be there to comfort them (like the lullaby bit) and try to keep them safe in his own Fyodor Dostoevsky way 

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I hope these were okay and sorry again if they weren’t!

Right now requests are open [check my bio though to be sure]! Don’t forget to check the rules too for the fandoms/topics I write for (which are linked in my masterlist)!  

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[inseongsfoxybae]

The way you move

Pairing: Boyfriend Jaeyoon + Idol Female Reader; established relationship

Genre: Smut + Fluff ending

Warnings: hard dom!Jaeyoon, jealousy, dirty talk/cursing, sex against the wall, thigh riding, a bit of fingering, overstimulation, unprotected sex (reader’s on birth control), riding, creampie + aftercare

Words: 2,375

Requested: Hello! I would like to make a request for Jaeyoon, where his idol!girlfriend has a sexy stage with kai from exo and he gets jealous and it leads to rough sex? 👁👄👁 

Author’s message: Hi, dear anon!, your request is finnaly here! I had a great time writing it (as Jaeyoon as wrecking me more then anything these days), so I hope you enjoy it ^.^. Also, feel free to send in a new request anytime. Foxy kisses  😘

P.S: As english is not my mother language, it may contain misspelled. Also, sorry for any other mistakes :) 

Synopsis: After a hot special performance with your friend Kai, Jaeyoon got jealous of your touchy moves on stage and proved who owns your heart and body when you got home.

this gif is killing me  🥵

You are close friends with Kai and, as he’s going to have a stage on a music festival, he invited you to make a special performance of Mmmh with him. Your group was out of the line up, so you had enough free time to practise with him and gladly accepted the invitation. 

When you told Jaeyoon the news, he looked a little uncomfortable, but even so, he smiled and supported you. It's not that he wasn't happy for you or didn’t trust you, he just knew how sexy this song is and he didn’t like other guys touching his bae, especially Kai, who had known you for so many years. Jaeyoon was a bit jealous, but didn’t show it to not muddle your enthusiasm. 

You had three weeks for the festival and you stepped into a dance room of SM to start the practices. At first, you thought his back dancers would participe on the performance too, but when you entered the room, only Kai was waiting for you and then you realized what his “special stage” meant - a couple performance. 

You got a bit nervous about what Jaeyoon would think about it, but shook those thoughts off your mind and focused on the choreography. Everything went good during rehearsals, you learned and cleaned the movements quickly and the great day has finally come. 

SF9 was performing at this festival too, so you came along with them, your mind running between giving attention to your boyfriend and passing the choreo one last time into your head. Once you had arrived at the arena, you said your goodbyes and hurried to your dressing room to get ready. Kai was already there, wearing a super tight and sexy outfit that would make any girl swoon. 

You quickly put on your clothes - hotpant shorts and a sexy cropped top - and make up and rush to watch SF9’s stage. They performed a special version of Good Guy and Summer Breeze and you almost drooled at their sensual movements and outfits. And when they left the stage and Jaeyoon was face to face with you, you swore you almost fainted at your gorgeous boyfriend. 

Jaeyoon froze when he saw you dressed like that, his heart skipping some beats. “So, am I pretty?”, you smiled and stepped closer to him. He swallowed while staring fondly at you. “You’re stunning”, he breathed quickly and you chuckled. Jaeyoon was about to pull you into his arms to kiss you when Kai showed up calling for you. “We are the next. Get ready”, he said shortly and glanced at Jaeyoon. 

“I have to go now, baby. See you later in my dressing room”, you pecked his cheek and ran away to the other side of the backstage. Jaeyoon was very proud of you, but he couldn’t stop to feel uncomfortable about you being alone with Kai. However, he shook it off his mind and found a place to watch your performance. 

It was your turn, the moment you waited for the last month was finally happening and you felt your heart race faster. Kai took your hand and led you to the stage, where you got your positions and started to dance when the music played. The song was sexy, the choreo was hot and you felt his hands running through your body, his face only centimeters aways from yours, his hot breath fanning your neck and lips. 

Both of you gave yourselves completely to music, feeling every beat with your bodies pressed together in fluid movements, the crowd going crazy with your intimate connection on stage. It was a success, one of the best performances of the night and the media had their eyes on you as soon as you left the stage. Kai was answering some reporters and bloggers when your eyes found Jaeyoon on a corner. His lips were showing you a proud smile, but his eyes were serious, dark, maybe even angry, mainly when Kai wrapped an arm around your waist and whispered something in your ear. 

When you looked at Jaeyoon again, he wasn’t there anymore. You got rid of Kai’s grip and ran to look for your boyfriend, but your manager pulled you to your dressing room first to take some photos and changed your clothes. You were leaving the room when Kai approached you. “Thank you for today, Y/N. You were amazing”, he said smiling. “I‘m the one who has to say thank you”, you answered, smiling back and Kai unexpectedly hugged you tightly, catching you by surprise. 

“I have to go”, you broke the hug and turned around only to see a dumbfounded Jaeyoon watching you. “Jae, where were you?”, you asked, trying to catch his attention, but he only locked his eyes with yours, no words. “Do you still have schedules today? Wanna go home with me?”, you reached for his hands, but he stepped back. “I go to the car”, he spoke for anyone in particular and left. “Wait for me!”, you exclaimed and ran behind him. 

There was a small car waiting for you, one of FNC's staff would drive you and Jaeyoon home. Neither of you spoke along the way, Jaeyoon’s eyes were fixed on the window, looking at no place, while you were staring at your lap, trying to find words to tell him. Even when you got at your building and entered the elevator, he didn’t say a single word or looked at you. 

Only when you stepped out the hallway, you got the courage to talk to him, grabbing his hand. "Jaeyoon, what's wrong with you?", you inquired staring at his back. Jaeyoon stopped in front of the door of your shared apartment and sighed heavy. "I'll show what's wrong", he snorted, opening the door and pulling you into the room. 

He slammed you against the wall, pressing your bodies together, his hot breath fanning on your face. "The way you move. That's the problem", he growled against your lips, but without touching it yet. "The fucking way you fucking move beside fucking Kai", he spat his words on your face, his dark eyes penetrating deep in your soul. 

"Are you jealous?", you teased him as he pressed you stronger on the wall, so that you were almost on tiptoe. "Are you mocking me now?", Jaeyoon stepped even closer. "Do I have to show you who you belong to?", his lips only millimeters aways from yours. "Show it", you implied as he mouth was roughly pressed against yours, kissing you hungrily, devouring and sucking all you have for him. 

As his lips worked up there, his hands roamed along your sides and hips, pushing your skirt up. His fingers hardly rubbed your pussy, you gasped and arched your back at the sudden stimulation, as he pulled your hips towards his thigh, placing it between your clothed core. Jaeyoon flexed his muscle thigh and started to move you back and forth in a desperate pace, his leather pants causing a searing heat against your thin lacy panties. His mouth was now attacking your neck, sucking and biting hard, leaving deep marks on your soft skin, as his hands set the unforgiving pace of your body. 

"Could Kai fuck you like this, Y/N?", Jaeyoon whispered in your ear. "Answer!", he commanded and you moaned a desperate "No". "Of course not. I'm the only one who can ruin you like this, make you feel good", he groaned, sucking another portion of your skin. "And tonight, baby, I'm gonna fuck you till you forget your own name", he continued as one of his hands moved to rub your clothed clit, you were squirming and screaming at the overstimulatiom, your wetness going down on your inner thighs. "Cum for me, babygirl", he growled against your skin, licking a sweet spot on your neck.

And like a flashlight, the knot on your stomach exploded and your orgasm flowed over your body, your legs shaking hopeless around Jaeyoon's thigh. He placed you on your feet, you barely being able to stand by yourself, while he took off his pants along with his briefs, his full hard member bouncing into the air. Jaeyoon closed the distance between the two of you, kissing you harshly, while his strong hands ripped your panties effortless. He grabbed the back of you thighs and pulled you up, wrapping your legs around his hips and mercilessly slamming his length into your throbbing core. 

Jaeyoon set a unforgiving pace since the beginning, his thrusts deep and violent into you, filling your pussy completely. “I bet Kai couldn’t take you like this, huh?”, he groaned as you screamed his name desperately, your back banging against the way with every powerful thrust as your nails digged into his flesh. He had barely started and your eyes were rolling to the back of your neck already, your body convulsing in pleasure. “JAEYOOON - FUCK”, you screamed at the top of your lungs as you came undone, your waters washing over Jaeyoon’s dick.

He increased his pace, chasing his own high, grunted “fucks” and a long hiss leaving his mouth when he released his seeds deep into you. His shaking legs lost their strength and he collapsed on the floor with you still in his arms, both of you breathing hard and trembling. Jaeyoon pulled out and watched his semen coming out from your slit, dripping on his low stomach and down his thigh.

Your face was still hidden in his neck, your arms had fallen loosely on his sides. "Y/N", Jaeyoon called you, softer this time, as you just hummed, too weak for answering. He wrapped his hands onto your upper arms and moved you away from his neck, leaning you on the wall. Both of your eyes met and you smiled at him. "Well, I guess you proved I'm yours", you teased him and you both laughed. "But I think I'll have to dance with other guys more often if it means you'll fuck me on the wall every single time", you confessed and he chuckled, blushing slightly. 

"Are you okay? I mean… Aren't you sore?", Jaeyoon asked shyly. "It's not a big deal", you shook your head and placed your hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. "Jae…", you stared at him, "... I still want you...", you pecked his cheek, "... inside me…", you pecked his nose, "in our bed", you kissed his lips. Jaeyoon wrapped his arms around you and got up with you into his embrace, kissing you passionately. 

He moved you to the bedroom and laid you carefully on bed, taking off the rest of both of your clothes. His mouth and hands were all over your skin, touching and kissing and nibbling all the right places, his dick cradled between your legs getting hard again. His thumb found your clit and rubbed it slowly, taking his sweet time to make you wetter and ready for him. His fingers teased your entrance, curling up one, then two, then three digits inside your pussy. 

"Jae...", you moaned his name quietly and he looked up at you, "... I'm gonna ride you now", you two smirked and Jaeyoon was caught in surprise when you pushed him till his back touched the mattress and your legs straddled his hips. You kissed the tip of his dick and palmed him a little till it's full hard and pushed yourself down, filling your pussy to the brim, both of your moans echoing through the cold air of your room. 

You started to slowly grind against him, wiggling your hips with his in a sensual pace that drove you wild, in a way only the two of you could. Jaeyoon gripped your hips and helped you move, pulling up and down on him. "The way you move, babe...", he breathed, ".... it's so good - ohmygod", he groaned when you set a faster pace, your body bouncing on his. 

You leaned in to kiss his lips and neck and he took the chance to dig his heels into the sheets and thrusted upwards. His balls slammed against your pussy roughly, the cacophonous sound of your wild dance and moans filling the room. You clenched around him, his deep thrusts making you high already, and Jaeyoon grunted your name, increasing his pace. 

The merciless speed made both of your visions hazy and your legs shaking, desperate whines and trembling when your orgasms hitted you like a rocket. You two collapsed into each other’s body, breathless, sweaty, cloudy mind. Jaeyoon slipped out from you and pulled you closer to him, taking your lips in a tired tender kiss. Your hands wiped away the sweat and some strands of damp hair from his forehead.

A few minutes later, when you calmed yourselves down, Jaeyoon broke the silence. “Y/N, I’m sorry for the way I acted earlier”, he swallowed hard. “I shouldn’t treat you like that, ignored you like that, hurted you like that”, he whispered guiltily. “You didn’t hurt me, Yoonie. You just have to trust me better”, you looked up at him. “I love you, Jae, more than anything. And you know I’m yours and only yours, no one can’t take me away from you. Do you know it, right?”. 

“I know, babe. And I trust you, but when I saw you dancing with Kai like that… I can’t help being jealous. Sorry about that”, his eyes shook.

“Shh… Don’t talk about Kai anymore. Let’s forget about that performance and focus on us. I love you, Jae, and you won’t lose me for anything or anyone”, you reassured him.

“I love you too, baby...”, he smiled and pecked your lips. “... and I’m yours forever”, you both smiled. “Now, let’s take a shower together and sleep?”, he suggested and you nodded.

Jaeyoon took you into his arms and guided you to the bathroom, where you took a hot shower together, relaxing into each other’s bodies. After the both of you were clean and properly dry, you plopped into your bed and snuggled closer under your thick blankets. Jaeyoon ran his fingers through your hair, sweetly humming a lullaby till he fells your head pending over his chest, your calm and steady heartbeat and breath. He kissed softly your forehead and closed his eyes, drifting away as well.

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