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osachiyo · 5 months

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my sunshine ・ gojo satoru ─── f!reader . daddy gojo (literally) approx 0.6k ᘎᘏ cw none !

everyone knew satoru had the biggest sweet tooth, and apparently his daughter took after him in that aspect.

"wan' that, daddy!" the cute 3 year old girl pouted, peering up at her father from below, stubby little finger pointing at the cookie-jar oh so neatly placed on top of the counter.

"you want the cookies, princess?" satoru asked, making her nod with a small 'mhm!' so damn cutely that almost made him fold. almost.

"but, buuut mommy said no cookies 'till dinner, remember?" satoru pouted, kneeling to be at the same height as his tiny girl, who only slouched her shoulders in disappointment− before looking up at the snow haired man again− shoving her hand into his face with only her pointer finger up, "jus' one, I pwooomise!"

he only chuckled in response, large hand reaching to ruffle her fluffy hair− which was parted into two cute pigtails, various clips and bows decorating it. "alright, fine. juuuuust one, okay sweet girl?" his voice was anything but strict− plump lips curled into the biggest grin. she only beamed up at him, giggling and squealing as he hoists her up and sits her on top of the marble counter, her legs swinging back and forth in sheer excitement.

satoru reached for the jar, carefully opening the lid before taking out two cookies; one of his precious sweet tooth of a daughter, and one for himself. he handed one of them to her, before making a 'zip' motion on his lips− indicating for her to keep quiet about this. she gladly took the cookie with her grabby little hands rosey lips parting to let out a little 'thwank you!' before nodding, agreeing to keep this a secret between her and daddy.

" 's so yummy, daddy!" she squealed, letting out the cutest fucking giggle known to mankind− in his words. he grinned, taking a moment to truly admire her− admire the sweet little bundle of joy that you, his woman, the love of his life had gifted him and he couldn't thank you enough.

he watched as his sweet girl happily munched on the sweet treat, her chubby little cheeks now stuffed with the chocolate chip cookie. god, he'd give her the goddamn world. he smiled softly to himself before taking a bite of his cookie, eyes sparkling at the taste. "you're right, baby. it's very yummy," he said with a mouthful of cookie, glancing at her with this cerulean blues, "mommy's the best baker out there, eh?" she nodded in agreement, before also speaking with a mouthful of cookie, "uh-huh! she's also the best mommy everrrrrrr! but she'd be better if she let me eat more cookies, y'know?"

satoru cackled at that− she really did take after him.

bonus :

"I'm home!" you yelled out softly, taking your shoes off and neatly placing them to the shoe-rack. you walked over to the kitchen in order to put the groceries in their designated spot when you noticed the cookie-jar.... missing.

you sighed, placing the groceries down on the counter before looking for your precious daughter and husband− and the missing cookie jar. and you found the both of them right as you walked into the spacious living-room, a children's playing on the tv, your eyes softening at the sight of gojo satoru, the strongest sorcerer to exist, with his baby girl in his arms, snuggled up so comfortably into his chest as the fuzzy blanket covering them slowly started to slide off.

a smile tugged at your lips, walking over to them when something hit your foot− looking down, you saw the completely empty cookie jar laying on the floor, abandoned after they were done devouring each and every one of the cookies, most likely. you rolled your eyes with a huffed out laugh, walking closer to them before noticing the small cookie crumbs on their adorable faces. you shook your head with a defeated smile, like father like daughter, huh?

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seventeenytiny · 4 months

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♡ Stray Kids as Dads ♡

Word Count: 637 Author's Note: As always this is just for funsies, feel free to add on your own ideas ♡

Bang Chan

He's such a girl dad and I don't think anyone will disagree with this. His daughter is the apple of his eye, the most precious thing he has ever seen. Everything he does in life is for his daughter and family. He will always do his best to take time off work to not miss big milestones and events. I can imagine him smiling ear to ear watching his child's first choir concert, even if it sounds bad he is still so proud of his baby girl.

Lee Know

I can't quite explain why I view him as a father of twins but I just do, it'll be one boy and one girl. When the two of you found out you were having twins his immediate excitement for it took away all your anxiety. If you choose to breast feed he will do everything he can to help you such as cleaning your pumps and changing diapers so you can rest. When the kids get older he will take great pride in making them healthy and yummy homecooked meals.

Changbin

Girl dad 100%, you can't convince me otherwise. He became very protective of his baby girl the second he saw the ultrasound. He does as much as he can while the baby is a newborn to help develop a bond. This includes things like skin-to-skin cuddles, diaper changes, and baths. When his daughter gets older he will always be picking out the cutest outfits for her.

Hyunjin

Honestly, I could see him as both a girl and boy dad but I think his first might be a girl. I can see him as the dad who plays dress-up with his daughter. He'd let his girl paint his nails, do his hair, and put makeup on him and he'd do the same to her. They'd also do crafts together, once his daughter develops better motor skills he will definitely teach her how to paint.

Han

Baby girl is the father of a baby girl. He loves spending one-on-one time with his daughter. He will take her to the park to play while also allowing his partner to have some quiet time to themselves. When his daughter is a little bit older he will take her on "dates" so she can learn how a man should treat her. By dates, I mean things like daddy-daughter dances where he will bring her flowers, open car doors for her, and treat her to dinner.

Felix

I have a feeling if he decides to have kids he would like to settle back down in Australia. He would love to take his son to all of the places he has fond memories of in his hometown. I'm sure he would be thrilled if his child showed interest in doing taekwondo as well. Everyone will be wondering if his son will have that same signature deep voice he has.

Seungmin

I think he would really like having a child he can play sports with and roughhouse with. Obviously, he can do that with either a girl or a boy but I think he ultimately would like a mini him to play with. He'd love playing catch with his boy and taking him out to sports games. They'd probably play outside all day, rain or sunshine, and always come back in covered in mud and ravenously hungry.

I.N

Like Seungmin, he also can't wait to have a mini him. He and his child will be so mischievous together, they will always be doing stuff like playing pranks on each other. Jeongin also has two brothers so I could see him and his bros taking his son on a classic boy's trip. He will also teach his son how to be the perfect gentleman, the two of them will always come back with flowers for mom.

#stray kids #skz #lee felix #skz imagines #skz scenarios #bang chan #lee know #stray kids smut #seo changbin #hwang hyunjin #han jisung #kim seungmin #yang jeongin #stray kids fluff #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines

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bedoballoons · 4 months

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I dont celebrate christmas so a fluffy winter theme with thoma zhongli diluc and childe woild be nice :] she/her btw c:

Yess fluffy winter theme!! I hope you enjoy and I apologize for the wait!!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ⛄𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ⛄

{༻~Blushed~༺}

CW: Fluffy! Fem! Reader has a winter blush and the guys take notice of it!

(Includes: Thoma, Diluc, Zhongli, and Childe!)

𑁍༄Thoma:

Thoma rubbed his hands together, trying to warm them as snow fell softly into his strawberry blonde hair. The tips of his ears were red and stung as the cold settled in, but he wouldn't change it for the world. Seeing your sweet face all blushed from the cold, your nose slightly red and your cheeks dusted dark pink, he wished he could stay out here with you forever.

"Brrr! It's so cold!" You hurried over to him, hiding your face in his chest, feeling the dampness of his clothes and his warmth washing over you as he wrapped his arms around your middle.

"Well let's finish up and we can go back home, I'll make nice hot ramen and we can cuddle to warm up."

𑁍༄Diluc:

Diluc looked away from you, trying to hide the smile that played on his lips as your blush grew deeper from the cold. You looked even sweeter than usual somehow and when you combined that with the fact you were wearing his oversized beanie and scarf...he was struggling to keep his normally stiff appearance up.

"Diluc, do you think I can wear your things more often? They are so much warmer than mine and so cozy, they smell like you." You hugged the scarf tightly, feeling nice and comfortable in his clothes, if only he let you borrow them more often.

"Please, go ahead."

"Wait, what really?"

"Yes, I enjoy seeing you in them."

𑁍༄Zhongli:

Zhongli draped his coat over your shoulders, making sure to wrap his arm around you and keep you close. As a archon and dragon, he naturally went unaffected by the cold and yet still gave off a fair amount of heat that whenever the cold started to get to his love, he was there as your source of warmth. Though, he honestly kind of liked when the snow and winter breeze got to you, it always made your cheeks and nose turn red, all of which emphasized how cute your precious face was.

"Is that better?"

"Mhm! Thank you!"

"But of course my dear."

𑁍༄Childe:

Childe kissed your cheek, holding you tight as you looked up at him through the gentle fall of the snow...you could see his breath in the air and feel the shiver of the cold even when he was trying to keep you warm...he didn't seem affected by it at all though. Maybe living in Schneznya had helped him build a tolerance...

"You know, I've seen alot of people with a winter blush, it's common when you come from a place like Schneznya...but yours is by far the cutest I've come across. Are you naturally cuter than most? Like having a edge in a fight?"

"I-...what??"

"You're cute."

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice lovely winter!~*⁠.⁠✧

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cowgirlcherrie · 9 months

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THE PRINCESS DIARIES — *ೃ༄

rockstar! ellie x princess! fem! reader. wc: 11.4k

synopsis: discovering your sense of self after a lofty adjustment to the throne, your guitar-wielding ex-fling shows you that you shouldn’t hate the world.

warnings: 18+. MDNI Sarah is alive in this and is r! best friend, Abby cameo, WOC coded fem! reader, mentions/talks of death, jealousy, smoking (Ellie smokes cigs), bickering, arguing, enemies to lovers, closely inspired by The Princess Diaries movie, mean-ish! Ellie, cursing, rushes to perfection, panic attacks r! has one, anger management classes/ anger issues, Ellie is kinda reckless in this, College-modern! Ellie adjacent, kissing, mentions of hook-ups. best friends sister kinda thing, petnames (princess, dear, baby), kinda slow burn

━━ ♪ Enchanted by taylor swift, I know you by faye webster

a/n: hi my loves this is an almost 200 followers gift, because I love you guys all so much and I'm so glad that you are supporting and enjoying my work, please enjoy because this is a long but sweet one similar to my totally clueless work, inspired by one of the cutest movies everrr - 100% inspired by this art that I’ve seen as welll♡♡

It was time to trade your t-shirt and skirts for dresses, converses to heels. Rags to riches. Royalty knocked on your door like a death sentence, and you were sick of it.

“Did you seriously give my cat a tiara?”

This was not the first thing you wanted to see coming back to your dorm after a dreadful 3-hour class. Your precious golden locked tabby resting on your pink decorative pillow with a toddler tiara on his head — contrasting the scowl on his face as soft meows left his mouth in discomfort. He almost looked like yourself. Bitter and dissatisfied.

This seemed to be an everyday occurrence. Your vivacious roommate, Sarah Miller, loved to tease you about the title you hated the most. Royalty. With Royalty comes nobility and class. The ball gowns, prestige, and perfection almost made you want to throw up at the sight of it. But you couldn’t bail for the sake of Glendale being without a ruler or the public shame, you couldn’t back out – It was far too late.

When the words Princess Hier fell out of your grandmother’s mouth, you felt every wall of comfort fall down. A safety shell forms around your body, fighting the change. The change was supposed to be good, but this felt mentally taxing. Not like it was the end of the world — however, to your peace and serenity it was. Moderately shying away from public acknowledgment would be more conventional to you.

“Isn’t he cute, a little prince…of Glendale” Sarah laughed, rubbing your cat’s face to which he jumped off the bed, hiding underneath the plush mountain that was your mattress. All you could do was groan. Throwing your body dramatically onto your bed, The Jackon U baby tee on your body lifting up slightly to expose your stomach as you inhaled and exhaled deeply.

“Wish I could retire myself from the royal family” you dragged, looking at your phone now to see the arrangements of messages. Specifically, the one from your grandma saying you had princess training and a brunch with her at 5 tomorrow.

“Isn’t that all we ever dreamed about…hell you even have a personal bodyguard,” Sarah emphasized, “How cool is that!” the girl sat on her bed, painting her nails a plush pink color humming the tune of the Ariana Grande song that she recently bought on vinyl.

Sarah was right, whilst it sounded good, the thought of exchanging your personal freedoms for a title disgusted you. How were you to be the people’s princess when you couldn’t even navigate adulthood properly? It was strikingly overwhelming. Your mother, coddling you away from the fate of your future just made it worse.

You groaned again, “Next subject…”

“Will you be here tomorrow? Going to Ellie’s, the band is practicing for the Spring Festival” Sarah inquired while blowing on her nails with ease. Right…Ellie. Your sworn enemy Ellie, Sarah’s sister…Ellie. She was enigmatic to you, certainly, the type you don’t bring home to Mama, just a rebellious firecracker. You could smell the faint aroma of cigarettes and wood just by thinking about her. Her presence was frustrating to you. Surely she felt the same.

You weren’t sure how you have come to dislike Ellie, it seemed set in stone, written off in the stars for the two of you. At the first meeting, you thought everything was perfect. That she would be a friend, not a foe. You found Ellie to be quite pretty, with short hair and tattoos to contrast your girly attitude. She wore a large leather jacket when you first met her. Cigarette hanging lowly from her lips as she smiled at you. Chartreuse orbs twinkled as her hand was out for yours to shake. You were naive, she was an arrogant know-it-all, but not with you.

Wherever there was Sarah, there would certainly be you, the blonde dragging you to every event, every show. You were Sarah’s cheerleader, Ellie’s too. You recalled the night you and Ellie got stuck stargazing on the rooftop of the science building. It seemed downhill from there, an accidental liplock where you made home with her lips on yours. The pillow-like clouds that encompassed your own, despite her rough attitude, she was gentle with you.

Her hands held your waist as if you were fragile. She kept pushing, kept kissing until her cheeks were flushed red and breathing seemed obsolete. She kissed like she would never see you again, as if you were dissipating in her hands. With Sarah to your rescue, Ellie had to ruin the moment by saying, “Don’t tell anyone”

So you didn’t. It was your little secret. Pushing your newfound feelings aside and instead found yourself wandering eyes to Lacrosse player #5, Abby Anderson. The first time you brought it up, you were certain that Ellie Williams officially despised you.

“There’s this girl…I really wanna get with her by the end of the semester” You told Sarah, the two of you sitting in the band basement’s brown couch. The two of you gossiped after her band practice. You swore that there were only the two of you in the room, not caring to whisper or lower your tone.

“Oh my…what’s her name?” Sarah whispered as she leaned into your figure, prying for more.

“Abby, on the lacrosse team.” You confessed making Sarah’s jaw drop in shock.

“No way, everyone fucking wants Abby! She’s hot though, and you’re hot too…If the two of you were alone in a room I think you truly could hook up with her!” Sarah chimed in, nodding her head in pleasure. You could only giggle. “No way”

“Yes!..way!”

“No—”

“I don’t see it” Ellie spoke up making her presence known in the room. Walking to where her guitar stood on the stand to unplug it from the amplifier. Your body jumped at her sudden entry, the pitter-patter of your heart, beating like a knocker on the door. You weren’t sure if it was her presence that made you nervous or if it was the fact that she was saying no, to you seeing someone else.

Was it anxiety? Fear? Or sadness? Possibly all 3.

“Huh,” you mumbled, smile dropping as you eyed her figure who wasn’t paying attention to you. Vision getting cloudier by the second.

“Just saying…you’re gullible, overly trusting and fuckin’ virginal…she’ll wreck you – probably hit n’ quit [Ellie!]” The sound of glass shattering replayed in your head. Your lips were separated, but a sound refused to escape your lips. Waterline full of crystal clear tears as the room, and the girl in front of you grew shiny. The words that Ellie said sticking with you. It was cold and low of her, Ellie even knew she might have gone too far, masking her feelings with the coldness that felt like a warm hug to her. Ellie knew better, finally looking at you, her heart tearing at the sight of disbelief on your face. Watery eyes, she was fucked up. But Ellie wanted you to let it go. She wanted to let you go.

It wasn’t for her, hell it was for you. If Ellie wasn’t so emotionally constipated she would have changed her mind and been honest with you. The way your glossed lips felt on hers that night, she could get used to you being hers, that’s all she could ever dream about since it happened. Since you shook her hand the day the two of you first met. She wanted you to be hers.

Ellie Williams was a first-class asshole.

Now you never ended up dating Abby, hell you wish you did. Choosing to drop your little crush and focus on yourself instead. Especially after finding out your royal status, love seemed immature, and off the table – almost overrated. Others, however, thought the future was bright for Ellie and yourself. Sarah was convinced the two of you would end up dating in the future, often rambling about how the both of you would hate each other so much, that you end up infatuated with each other. All bullshit.

Lies.

“Just hearing her name makes me barf!”

“You’re so dramatic!” Sarah yelled, shaking her head at your response “M’not going”

“It’s from 2-4 and I know you aren’t doing anything, just come! You get to hear the song I’ve been working on for the past week and a half…please” Sarah began, her voice was convincing. Hell, she was always a little too convincing, you couldn’t find it in yourself to ever tell the sweet girl no. You were getting ready to shake your head, giving the girl a guilty look as she pleaded some more, this time she fluttered her eyes at you, hopping off of her bed to come onto yours shaking her hand on your shoulder. “Sorry…Sarah”

“Pleaseee…I’ll make sure Ellie doesn’t bother you!”

Your eyes snapped open. “Out of sight, out of mind — I’ll come” you hissed as Sarah only jumped in excitement, throwing her body down to hug your figure. Making you let out a huff in surprise, followed by a laugh at the sudden weight. It was times like this that you enjoyed with your best friend. The moments where she said yes, and you said no but she’ll change your mind and in the end, remorse wasn’t something you felt.

But then you thought back to people who weren’t Sarah, the rest of the band…Ellie, your little princess secret wasn’t out yet hell you haven’t even given it the green light. People talk like trees in the wind. It was only a matter of time before the tabloids got sold a story and your face was plastered on every newspaper.

JNU PRIDE? Princess of Glendale goes to Jackson U

Princess of Glendale likes to kiss girls!

Princess of Glendale…party monster?

Your brain combusted at the thought of seeing you headlining the news with some obnoxious title. You dreaded it — looming over you like a giant storm cloud. You shoved Sarah off of you, staring at the girl with your pinky out, “Can you promise me something?” You started, eyes full of seriousness and a fury like no other, you were no longer laughing.

“You cannot tell anyone [Ellie?] not even Ellie, about my princess duties…not yet, I’ll do it on my own.”

Sarah now was mirroring your serious expression, kissing her pinky softly before wrapping it around your own with great force and weight.

“You’re secret safe with me…Princess”

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

Somewhere along the way you were sure anyone could see the steam blowing out of your ears in anger. Sarah, while convincing, was not convincing enough. You should have opted out. Sitting on the rundown sofa in the band’s garage, You were certain Ellie was going to snap your head off. Part of you wondered why you still didn’t like the girl, was it her cockiness, overly large ego, or the way her hair shined like a fresh berry in the sun, or the constellation-like freckles on her—

“What are you doing her– is that my sweater?” the redhead rolled her eyes while tuning her guitar. Ellie’s eyes looked you up and down, slowly tracing her eyes from the pearl white knee-high socks, and black mini skirt before landing on the blue graphic crewneck you wore. Her once soft gaze now hardened, as if she suddenly had the realization of where the two of you stood.

“This is not yours…it’s Sarah’s” You snap, crossing your arms across your chest. Ellie was next to you on the couch, The familiar scent of cigarettes and wood drowning your nostrils, it was intoxicating. Like fumes of a fire.

“...and where do you think Sarah got it from?” Ellie responded with a condescending tone in voice. She was pushing your buttons today, maybe slightly harder than she actually does.

“I Don’t remember you being such a —”

“Such a what–”

You paused. Ellie looked away from her guitar to now glaring at you. Ellie’s hand was up to her ear, queuing that she was listening, eyebrows raising slightly. Your lips sealed tightly, as you sunk your body into the couch, trying to camouflage yourself from her vision. The room suddenly felt small. Air thick almost choking you.

“Thought so” Ellie spat, dismissing you with her hand while she continued to tune her guitar. Bitch, you muttered under your breath, now looking around to see if Sarah suddenly decided to make her re-entry. “Heard that”

The room was silent once more. The strumming of Ellie’s fingers hitting the G or the B chords filled the room, assisted by your small coughs. You could feel her body heat radiating to you, despite being so close yet so far on the couch – a noticeably large gap between the two of you.

Ellie now rested her guitar flat on her lap, digging through her pockets and taking out a black light, along with a pack of Marlboro reds. Placing the toxin between her lips – cupping her free hand to block the wind from the flame. Ellie shook her head to herself as she exhaled the smoke.

“How are you?” she questioned out of the blue, tucking the lighter back in her pocket.

This was weird. Highly, extremely weird. The two of you bickered so much that you forgot what a normal conversation with her felt like. “How was your day?” was enough to break the ice, it surely was better than a “go home” or some outrageous insult she could think of. She was making small talk. Cheap chat.

“Fine…yeah I’m alright” you mumbled bringing a finger up to your mouth, chewing away at the flesh surrounding your nail. The pregnant silence filled the air again, Ellie’s bracelet jingled as she brought the cigarette to and from her mouth. Her left leg now bouncing up and down. “How…about you?”

Your eyes darted to the cigarette, watching as it burned quickly, the ashes building up, while Ellie would wait for the ash to build before cutting it away in the tray.

“Fuckin’ fine too…” Ellie’s raspy voice wavered, almost as if she wasn’t trying to convince you more so herself. Her sudden movements were screaming that there was something that she wanted to say. The pace of her leg bouncing sped up while she also flipped the lid of her cigarette box opened and closed, almost feening for another stick in her mouth – perhaps the whole box.

“You don’t…look fine” You challenge, tilting your head at the girl next to you.

“Thanks, captain, fuckin’ obvious…not that you would care though” Ellie combatted, blowing the cigarette smoke away from your face. This time her hand was tangled in her hair, threading her fingers through her hair before pushing them back out and to the nape of her neck.

You shrugged “M-Maybe I do…”

“Oh sure, you do” Ellie laughed sarcastically, putting out the end of her cigarette, followed by a cough.

“You fuckin pry to everyone around you…or just me?” Ellie was getting mean. She didn’t mean to, the delivery of everything she would say getting more aggressive, and that was frustrating her even more. The girl swore she was working on being a better communicator – requested by Sarah who had to check Ellie for everything she said.

“Yeah, I totally pry to fucking bitchy assholes!” You yelled at Ellie. The tone of the room was shifting, the hostility growing back with swiftness.

“You and your prissy little attitude…”Ellie began, shaking her head as she turned her body this time to look at you, shrugging off the guitar from her lab, instead placing it next to the couch “You think Abby would have put up with how much of a brat you act?... Sorry Princess don’t think so” Ellie finished, clenching her jaw as she let out a heavy sigh.

“So this is what it’s about? Abby?” Your voice was harsh, as your body was also facing Ellie, this time the gap between the two of you was closing.

“Who— what the fuck? Who said this was [you did!] the fuck? I didn’t, [you literally said that!] I mentioned Abby [which was months ago!]...shut up! and you got selfish [and you’re not?] Yeah actually!” the two of you were going back and forth this time. Talking over each other as your voices got louder and louder. Abruptly ending as Ellie reached out to grab your shoulders to get you to stop speaking.

“Get off!” You shouted. Tugging at Ellie’s hands – they only seemed to get tighter.

“Listen, I think…in some other shitty universe we truly could have gotten along with each other…you wouldn’t hate me and I wouldn’t hate you.” Ellie slipped, vulnerability spilling out of her mouth like water, that was the last straw.

Your eyebrows furrowed, “Why do YOU hate me?” Ellie was silent at your question, but it gave you everything you need to know. You kissed your teeth, laughing to yourself as you shook your head in disappointment.

“Well I’m glad it isn’t this one” you responded. Your voice was like a smack to the face. Ellie’s hands fell limp at your shoulders, loosening their weight now giving you room to peel them off as you stood up from the couch. After a quick smooth-out to your skirt, and grabbing the black purse that was next to you, all Ellie could do was watch as your figure walked further and further away.

As you opened the door, Sarah was now making her grand return, occupied by her cell phone but pulling you aside. From all Ellie could see, was your urgency to leave, Her fingers found their way to her lips rubbing them as she cursed under her breath. Sarah shifted her head to lock eyes with Ellie, Narrowing them. Making Ellie quickly turned into her seat sinking in the chair, bringing her hands up to shield her head. Ellie’s head was rushing – like a file cabinet with disorganized folders. Your absence was sealed with the slam of the door behind you, making Ellie exhale.

Sarah cleared her throat, anger deep in her voice, “Ellie what did you do?”

Ellie exploded, “FUCK!”

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

“Straighten your spine, chin up, relax the shoulders”

This time, you were at your Grandmother’s Mansion It was almost impossible to relax when all you could think about was Ellie’s words to you prior. Her words played in your brain like a broken VCR, your body tensing at the thought of it. The hunch you had of the rebellious girl hating you plagued your thoughts, did she really mean that? Whilst you might have disliked the girl for her abrupt change in attitude you certainly didn’t hate Ellie. Your heart tore at the fact that she visibly felt the opposite.

“Princess, where is your head?...” your grandmother shouted with concern, you still couldn’t focus on your princess training lessons. Shrugging the book off of your head, used to control your posture, now choosing to place it in your lap as you sat next to your grandmother by the outdoor water fountain.

“Dear, should we cut to tea time [No! Let’s keep going]…?”

“I don’t think I could do this” you exhaled, fiddling your fingers on top of the book. You didn’t wanna cut yourself short, but all you could do was hermit and hide yourself away. All for some petty argument.

“Do what, dear?”

“This Princess…stuff – all respect! But I just don’t think it’s for me” you concluded, your words left a bitter taste in your mouth, putting your head down while you refused to look at your grandmother. You knew her face would be frowning, the wrinkles on her face exaggerating her apparent disappointment, displaying every bit of her age. Your hands started to grip your skirt, twisting and turning the fabric before finding a strand of thread, pulling the lining through as white web-like thread pooled in your hands.

“Okay…What’s wrong? Boy or Girl drama?” Your grandmother asked as if she was onto your behavior – She was reading you like a book. Her frail and boney hands reached over to grab at yours to stop you from pulling the threads of your skirt. You rubbed your gloss lips together, feeling the sticky substance provide you with mild comfort.

“Do you think I’m hateable…Grandma?” You blurted out, voice small, barely coming out as a whisper, snaking your hand tightly to your grandma’s that was on top of yours. The older woman gave your hand a squeeze “Oh dear, that’s nonsense – you are wonderful! Slightly rough around the edges, but you are an amazing daughter, I’m sure you’ll make an excellent princess…an even better lover”

Your Grandmother gave you just the affirmation you needed, negative thoughts whisking away one by one. The elder abruptly stood up, fixing her tiara and pantsuit holding one arm out in front of you.

“Let’s walk, we have a lot to chat about” Her English accent was thick but she sounded elegant and proper. Great care and delicacy came with her voice. You followed her footsteps locking your arm with hers. The two of you walk through the courtyard, moving at a slow pace but perfect enough for the older woman to give you a lecture.

“The royal ball is this Saturday, followed by your induction ceremony on Sunday, I would like to know your decision” She discussed to which you let out a groan. The truth was you hadn’t made a decision yet, drowning yourself in academic work and the Ellie drama, it surely was the last of things you wanted to be focused on.

“I–”

“I know what you’re thinking, your father was the same way too.” Your lips folded into each other at the mention of your father. You didn’t quite know the man, hell after his death your mother never mentioned him. Living with your mother in the refurbished firehouse, haunted by the pictures of him that felt like a pure imagination – Nothing other than a dream. No letter, no heirloom, nothing. But this certainly was something, right?

“You know Y/n you are just like him, even down to the looks – a spitting image of that man” Your grandma started, making you tilt your head at the analogy, “But what makes you different is your honesty, your father never knew what he wanted, except for the fact that he was adamant on trading royalty for a mundane type of love”

“He abandoned the throne?” You mumbled, looking away from your grandmother and facing the greenery in the garden. Tough conversations come at the time that you felt were improper. This was really not the conversation you were in the mood to have. Did she think you’d do the same?

The elder bit her tongue, “In simple terms, yes” A heavy sigh escaped your lips – not failing to go unnoticed by the older woman alongside you. “But I have a proposal for you…” Your grandmother began, this made your ears perk up, stopping her walk so you could hear her loud and clear. Perhaps if it wasn’t for the obnoxiously pollinated shrubs triggering your allergies, you could have heard her better.

“I think it would be great for you to find a date for the ball” Your eyes went wide almost like two tennis balls. There was no way that you would find one. Sarah had a date with some guy Saturday, and your other friend Dina had mumbled something about band practice. It just seemed near impossible. In full honesty, you’d rather be alone.

“Grandma, if I’m being honest…I don’t have anyone” You confess shyly, rubbing your hands at your temples and feeling the faint pulse come along. Certainly, Tylenol or a bandaid couldn’t fix the issue you were having.

“Your presence is still expected…I hope you think about it well, Princess”

If you thought you were dead, you certainly would have so wished now. The faint noise of whispered arguing filled your ears – muffled but with bass, while your head was tucked into a pillow. It almost sounded like bees gossiping in a hive. Noisy and irritant. All the noise seemed to stop when you let out a groan, twisting your body to face the white wall. Despite being in your sleepy state, the presence of warm bodies didn’t fail to interrupt the intimate moment you were having with your sheets. Your eyes fluttered open, blurry vision adjusting with a rub to the delicate skin around your eyes – body sitting up with vastness. Turning towards Sarah’s bed, your body jolted at the sight in front of you. Sarah sitting on her bed, staring at you with concern – Ellie to her left, looking at you with fear and sadness. Ellie was giving a pity look, and she never gave one of those. Something was wrong.

“What’s wrong with you both? Why do you look like that?” You snapped, the silence was overbearing. Uncomfortable almost. Snatching the bonnet off of your head, which dropped the silky blown-out silk press you had gotten done yesterday. Reaching over to your desk to grab the pink hair brush to smooth out your hair. It is still silent – still, from Sarah and Ellie’s end as they watched every movement you made, in fear almost. This was starting to frustrate you.

“Okay, seriously what’s up?” You grimaced, hopping off of your dorm bed to look at the alarm clock on your desk, seeing 9:45am flash repeatedly. The two were acting weird. Sarah gave Ellie a guilty glance, her lips parted as her blue orbs made their way back to you.

“Have you seen the news?” Sarah blurted out making Ellie tilt her head in irritation, “God Sarah shut up!” Ellie yelled, trying to silence the blonde next to her. Ellie gave you a nervous look, twirling the bracelet on her tattooed wrist. Clenching her jaw, Ellie now shielded her body away from you.

You squint your eyes at Sarah, “What news?” You question, “By the way, where the fuck is my phone? It’s literally nowhere to be found.”

Ellie dug her hand into her pocket pulling out your sleek phone covered in a pink protectant case – Why did Ellie have your phone? You speed walked over to the green-eyed girl, reaching to grab the device only making Ellie pull it higher from your reach.

“Ellie seriously” You whined, Your body almost falling on top of Ellie’s as she tried to hide your phone away from your hands. The two of you almost dancing, You would reach with one hand, and Ellie would dodge it by moving in the opposite direction of your hand. Ellie threw your phone onto your bed, the device landing with a loud thud as her hands caught your waist before you could run off. Squirming underneath her touch, you couldn’t stay still until she dug her nails into your waist making you scream.

“Ow! Fuck you! E–”

“Tell her Sarah” Ellie was giving Sarah a pissed look as she held you tightly at the waist. Your eyes darted from Sarah to Ellie, back to Sarah once more, “Now!”

“--Someone leaked your secret – Everyone knows that you’re a P-Princess!” Sarah yelled out, pushing her phone in front of your face. Making you halt all movement in your body. The words that flew out of her mouth made you dizzy, a queasy feeling washing over your body as the urge to double over and chuck out yesterday’s dinner lingered. Your body tensed in Ellie’s hands as your back fell against her chest – Ellie holding you upright, rubbing circles at your waist. This was foreign. Ellie showing sympathy to you, it felt weird to have her hands on your body again after the roof-top incident. But you didn’t give yourself time to process it for long, “W-What?”

This time you snatched her phone from her hands, looking at the articles in front of you. They were creepy photos, stalker-like almost. As if you had been watched for weeks. Photos of you on campus with Sarah, yearbook photos from high school, even you leaving your grandmother’s mansion. The titles were just as obnoxious.

“ROYAL LIVES ON! FIRST SPOTTING OF GLENDALE’S NEW SOON-TO-BE PRINCESS!”

“BFF’S FOREVER? INSIDE SCOOP OF THE PRINCESS’S LIFE AT JNU”

“Nononono” You rambled, scrolling through each article that only seemed to be never-ending. Your face was attached to these articles. HD pictures at that. You were exposed to the world. Assed out. Everyone knew what you couldn’t even understand yourself.

Your worst nightmare was coming true, and there was nothing you could do to stop it, especially with the Spring Festival happening today. It was the perfect recipe for disaster. Recalling Ellie’s hands at your waist, you shrugged the girl off in irritation as Ellie eyed your figure that was now pacing.

“This is bad! Like I’m screwed…Fuck Sarah, I’m so screwed” You ranted to your best friend, sadness turning to anger like a flip of a switch. “Hell, this article is wrong! I didn’t even say yes yet! It wasn’t my decision” You were on the verge of tears.

“I didn’t choose the throne!” you cried out again, this time sitting on your bed holding your head in your hands. Your cat, Mittens, ran to Sarah’s lap, resting his head on Sarah’s leg while letting out slow purrs.

“Sarah, Is she okay?” Ellie whispered, this time sincerity ran through her voice, as she looked at her sister this time, almost begging for directions on what to do. It wasn’t like Ellie to show that she cared, hell most would have thought she would have gained some satisfaction sentiment at the sight of seeing your world collapse, but it felt the opposite. Ellie felt guilty, sick to her stomach at the sight of your panic. Seeing your body rake in sobs, hands gripping at your sheets, tears like a never-ending river, “I don’t think so…I’ve never seen her act like this”

Sarah panicked, bringing her hand up to her mouth at the sight of your panic attack. She was sure if you weren’t stopped the dorm would have been absolutely demolished by the time you reached your cool down. It was true, crying was something you have never done in front of Sarah, hell not even your own mother. Your cool exterior was deteriorating, feeling your body suddenly lose control of itself, head spinning – nothing made sense anymore.

Sarah croaked, “Ellie…” making Ellie jump up from her position at the edge of Sarah’s bed rushing over to your figure. Ellie didn’t care if you were upset with her anymore, nor did the redhead care if you hated her. She didn’t want this for you. She wasn’t entirely an asshole.

Ellie did not care if you were going to fight her – potentially smack her for still being in your space, in this moment Ellie wanted to do something right, at least ease the fear that grew in your fiery heart. Ellie sat on your bed, applying her calloused fingers onto your shaky ones, giving a firm grip to your hand – detaching slightly as her hand trailed up your spine, moving your hair out from your face. Tingles exploded through your body at her sudden presence.

“Can you look at me…please?” Ellie’s voice was gentle. Different from her raspy aggressive tone that she consistently gave you. Your head was still facing towards your lap, but Ellie’s voice was enough to drive you out of the dreamy haze you were in, each inhale you took could be heard loudly through the room. A hand shot up to your heart.

“I can’t breathe…fuck– I can- I can’t” you whimpered making. Ellie squeeze her eye shut, cursing under her breath as she tapped herself back into the situation.

“Sarah, can you give us a sec?” Ellie was almost begging her sister, Her hands rubbing circles in your back, while she looked across at Sarah’s nervous state. Sarah nodded, getting off of the bed to slide her slippers on her feet. Gently putting her key lanyard around her neck – Sarah headed for the door, closing it softly behind her.

Ellie took the click of the door locks the opportunity to slide her hoodie off, leaving Ellie in a white tee. Recalling what she was learning in her anger management classes, something about controlling breaths and taking a step back to breathe – deciding now would be a good time to use the breathing exercises she learned.

Ellie dipped her body weight towards yours, her cool bare skin touching yours that was slightly warm, Your hand was entangled around your heart, practically scratching the fabric that was your lace tank top. Ellie pulled your body into a full hug, which at first you resisted, but the thumping of your heart slowed with applied pressure. “Okay breathe in and out…slowly” Ellie instructed.

You followed her exact words. Head buried into her chest as you continued the breathing exercises, following the tone of her voice. “Good job, Angel, you’re doing such a great job, one more time for me” Ellie led the breathing exercises, as she inhaled implying for you to follow suit, which you did. Closing with a prolonged exhale.

Ellie pried your body away from hers. Not caring that your body was sticky from the pool of thick sweat that ran down your forehead. Ellie stopped to eye your face, which was in a calmer state than before but she could still see the jittering from your body.

“We are gonna try something, I know you’re not a fan of me…but I really need you to trust me, I’ll never let you down, nothing’s gonna hurt you while I’m here” Ellie muttered, she was pleading you. Her voice was wobbly as she did so. God, Ellie would never say it out loud, but she was concerned, and worried for you. The freckled face girl just wanted you to be at ease. “I want you to list 5 things you can see in this room”

You pointed at your cat on the floor “Uh…Mittens”

That’s one.

You winced before continuing to try to find objects to focus on.

“My Hairbrush”

That’s two.

“Your bracelet”

That’s three.

“The mole on your cheek…underneath your eye”

That’s four.

“Come on baby, you’re doing so good for me…one more” Ellie praised, running her hand along your cheek.

“Your, eyes they–they’re a nice washy paled green”

Finally, five.

“Good job! Should we keep going?” Ellie was gentle – careful as if you were a piece of glass, but as much as you wanted to bicker with Ellie in front of you, you couldn’t find it in yourself to do so. But how close her body was to you and her ability to set your mind at ease was impressive.

You shook your head no, feeling a lot calmer than you have prior. Feeling the faint mixture of cotton and satin from the comforter on your bed, the hand that was around your chest loosened up, and the air was becoming clearer. You were getting grounded, the blurry haze that was your vision vanishing.

“Can I say one more thing” Ellie spoke up amidst the silence, “...I still don’t like you” you grumbled in between breaths, pulling your hair out of your face and behind your ears. Your tender laugh rang Ellie’s ears, making her do the same – Ellie rolled her eyes at your statement. Despite traveling through a panic attack you were the same old girl whose dislike didn’t seem to budge.

“Yeah, yeah…no you don’t”

“‘cause you hat—”

“Not anymore…maybe a dislike?…I don’t know I just, I-I think I owe that much to you” Ellie snapped. The tone of the room shifted back to seriousness. Ellie was getting vulnerable, throwing in the white towel, this was the moment she was certainly sure she didn’t wanna drag her dislike towards you anymore. The more she thought about it, she really didn’t hate you at all. Ellie was unraveling the tuff knot she made of dislike that she had balled up for you, pealing each layer back like a tangerine. It was all a facade, as her therapist called it. Just a way for her to mask her emotions and put a wall up for anyone who came a little too close to stimulating emotions other than sadness or anger. It was her fear holding her back. Your name was certainly dropped in her anger management classes hearing the same words that would leave Sarah’s mouth.

You don’t truly hate her, you love her but you’re too emotionally immature to deal with it.

You paused on the bed. Looking at Ellie in full this time, noticing that the girl next to you had discarded the hoodie she was wearing prior, and the conflicted scowl that rested on her face. That similar bitter look that you loved to give, yourself. Ellie was deep in thought, finding comfort in the silence that the two of you were sharing.

You smacked your lips,

“You know I have a ridiculous Royal Ball to go to – and no date?...my grandma was like bring somebody for comfort, and I…I realized I didn’t really have anyone, I mean of course I have Sarah and Dina but I’d go to my first ball with other royal people of the world and I’ll be entirely alone…God, I don’t know why I’m telling you this” you confess, almost laughing at the way the words were spilling out of your mouth.

Ellie was attentive, listening to every word you said.

“You know you have me right…I know I didn’t do a good job of making it known before…sorry- this is really hard for me…” Ellie started, puffing out her cheeks to exhale large sums of air – letting the bubble formed by her cheeks deflate. Ellie rubbed her hands on her thighs, up – and down before giving her legs a final squeeze,

“You look like you really need a friend right now, and I…I want to help you, of course your still fuckin’ annoying but let me help you…I don’t expect you to say yes, but…” Ellie cut herself short pausing to control her own breathing while you took this opportunity to speak.

“Ellie, I never thought in my entire 4 years of college that I would be asking you this, but what are the odds that you could be my fake date to the Ball?... It’s all pretend, you just have to act like you like me and we can go our separate ways” You reason, crossing your fingers as you dug them into the sheet to be hidden from Ellie’s field of vision. Ellie however caught the crossing of your fingers, darting her dilating pupils to her tattoo, rubbing a hand at the inked sinking into her skin.

“Can I wear a suit?” Ellie pondered, which brought a smile to your face. Ellie made you smile. “Wait…are you smiling at me?”

“No…I’m smiling at Mittens” you coughed, “behind you…”

“I’m just fucking with you…yeah I am”

“Well…stop fucking doing that you’re creeping me out!” Ellie whined, shrugging her body away from yours. Ellie didn’t wanna admit it but your smile was comforting. It made her want to give one back. Feeling her cheekbones stretch at the possibility of her chapped lips curling into a smile. It was foreign but for once Ellie didn’t feel entirely terrible for wanting to do it.

“Yes, Ellie you can wear a suit, even if you showed up in sweats I wouldn’t care…uh thank you for this!” you beamed with a twinkle in your eye.

“Don’t mention it” Ellie sealed. Giving you a light nudge on the shoulder. There was more silence to fill the air. But the air wasn’t thick anymore, and it didn’t feel like you had to walk on eggshells around anyone – the cloudy sky that was a room when you and Ellie coexisted faded away into a bright sun with a rainbow. You were pulled out of your thoughts at the sound of knocking on the door. This made your heart thump in fear watching the way the slender beige wood bounced with each pound.

“Guys! Uh… hate to ruin the moment but Spring Fest starts in 30 minutes and the band needs to warm up!” Sarah shouted from the other side of the door, making Ellie curse under her breath. Getting up from your bed as she ran to Sarah’s dresser to get her car keys.

“See you Sun–”

“Saturday, Ellie…”

“Right, right see you Saturday, your highness” Ellie was panting, out of breath as she did a shitty bow before bolting to the door and meeting Sarah that was on the other side. As the door clicked closed you could hear the faint sound of Sarah and Ellie bickering – their voices fading away as they got further and further away from the door. Letting out a heavy sigh of relief. Ellie’s signature scent lingered as the room suddenly felt cold at the absence of bodies.

Your body fell back bouncing against the mattress as Mittens crawled on top of a dark piece of fabric making you squint at the sudden dark material contrasting your pink sheets. It was Ellie’s sweater – shooing Mittens off of the sweater, you held the material in your hands, stroking the embroidery on the front. Pulling up the sweater to your nose where the scent of her cologne lingered, assisted with the faint tinge of dated tobacco.

Holding the fabric close to your chest, giving it a squeeze in your hands, as if you were giving it a hug. The smell helps to ease the come down from your panic attack, feelings of fear, and anxiety decaying. Ellie was helping you, in a lot of ways – and she didn’t even realize it.

You hated how her scent was enough to ground you and connect you back to reality from your overwhelming thoughts. It felt like a big game of chess, Ellie knocking over your king piece and swapping it out for one of hers.

She was starting to conquer your thoughts, but no longer in a negative connotation, your thoughts of her were evolving into adulation.

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

Saturday.

The mansion was busy this evening, servants and security moving fast while the decoration team had run through the two-story home being careful not to knock over the statues or fine-dining utensils. Meanwhile, you were sitting in your newly acclaimed bedroom, amidst the chaos. The room was previously your father's, remodeled for your benefit and appointing to the throne.

Your delicate hands slid the thick short dress onto your body. It was pink and white, synching at the waist – corset style, with the ruffles and layers of white fabric peeking beneath. There was a slight sparkle to the material on your body – feeling it cling tightly as specks of glitter got onto your gleaming moisturized skin. The assistant that was hired to assist in getting you ready for the ball pulled at the strings of your corset, applying pressure to tighten them.

With each pull back, your thoughts trailed off to Ellie – her suit, and what she would possibly wear tonight. You were undoubtedly nervous, having Royal officials meet you for the second time, which you hoped would go better than the first – but this time with the news out of everything about you. There was no more hiding who you truly were anymore. They would likely gossip about your GPA over a glass of prosecco.

“Princess…Is everything alright?” the assistant questioned as she snapped her fingers in front of your face making you jolt at the release of pressure.

“yeah…I’m alright – sorry…just thinking” you reply sheepishly, turning around to give her a gentle smile.

“Don’t apologize for thinking, it’s your first big day out of two! Plus you have prepared for this moment, and you have made great progress…Your grandmother is proud of you even though she doesn’t tell you, and I’m sure your father would be too”

You smiled at the mention of your Grandmother and her proudness, feeling complete at the abrupt praise. Recalling your father who you felt like you hardly knew but wish you did, building anything you know about him from pictures and stories.

“But I do…have something for you, which I feel is the right time for you to receive.” Your head whipped around almost giving you whiplash as the woman bent down to her folder picking out a white envelope that was sealed with pink wax.

“This is from your father, it was set to be given to you on your coronation day, but I think you deserve it now…I’ll give you some privacy” holding the flimsy white envelope in your hand, eyeing the molded wax, as your fingers traced across the handwriting that belonged to your father. Hearing the door close, you quickly walked to your vanity, sitting down with your back straight up as you gently slide your finger between the thin paper, prying it open to pull out a letter.

My little dove,

By the time you are reading this, I may be long gone, or you haven’t met me. Whether your mother chooses to tell you or not, I would like you to know that I love you and am so proud of the progress you have made that you feel goes unnoticed. If the cat is out of the bag, this would then mean that I am talking to y/n l/n metropolis vagn, Princess of Glendale, granddaughter of Elenor Metropolis Vagn, Queen of Glendale. It is a lot to take in, and I have left you with a big responsibility. Your decision will always be yours even if you feel that it is not.

Weeks prior, leading up to my death I had an intense conversation with your grandmother about the future of the throne. Where it sounds like a curse, I pleaded and I wished that I wanted you to take my rightful place at the throne with my absence. To take my crown, to take my seat at the dinner table, I was giving you everything. I wanted you to have every last thing I owned that I couldn’t be there to give you myself. Royalty is a big thing, and at my age, when I was 17 when I met your mother, I knew that I would have not been in the best of care to run it for long. God when your mother said she was pregnant with you, I knew that she would make a sweet, headstrong but hot-headed child like the both of us. I put trust in you, just seeing the twinkle of your little doe eyes the first day out of the womb, I knew I was looking at the future Princess of Glendale.

I think that it would be wise of me to tell you the story of my first coronation day as Prince. I was late to every meeting, I totally failed at prince practice and balancing a book on my head to learn perfect posture, waved with the wrong hand – I couldn’t even tell my big spoon from my little spoon, or which fork I used first to eat. It was improper and your grandmother was honestly sick of it. I was late…extremely late to my coronation. I took your mother on a date to the gardens that day, We shared our first kiss and it was magical, more magical than the palace walls that I lived in now, it was a deep connection I will never forget.

I took your mother to the ball, She wore pink to contrast my dark suit, but that didn’t matter. I think we complimented each other well, A pink rose corsage right above my handkerchief pocket oddly complimented too. I wore trainers to my first coronation – it was quite strange. My mother was actually sick of me. I naturally made conversation with the elders, and rulers of other places. But as soon as the crown was placed on my head, I left going with your mother to a drive-in movie while we ate messy cheeseburgers in our formal attire. It was such a sore soft moment, but at that moment I felt like I could have the best of both worlds, which I did – and I want you to know that you could have it too, I made sure of it.

Now that this is in your possession, I want this to serve as a reminder that you are equally important. More important than some rubbish title that I rather you choose yourself 100 times over nobility. You choose where you would be the most comfortable. You are to be sweet and divine – but don’t let anyone dim your light or take your future and enjoyment away from you.

I hope this serves as a reminder of my love for you, and an appreciation for your progress, can you believe you have made it this far?

With love and acknowledgment,

Your father, Prince of Glendale, removed from the throne to stretch to his offspring.

P.S it’s okay to fall in love, live a little darling!

Tears prickled your eyes, salted water falling down your face as you took a tissue off of the vanity being careful to dab the water to not ruin your makeup. A laugh escaped your lips, you weren’t crying of sadness you were happy. Genuinely happy. In other ways, it felt as if your father had been giving you a hug and guiding you right along the way during your moments of doubt. You needed that. His encouragement gave you the extra boost to get you through the next two days, while you were not only battling public recognition but fully devoting yourself to the throne.

Looking at yourself through the mirror, rolling your head, noting that it was time to fix your hair, which was currently in a half-up half-down look – placing the crystalized small tiara on your head. Sticking the note that Grandma left on the crown saying ‘just a warmup crown ;)’ on the cleaned glass. Your ringtone runs the air, answering swiftly to hear a raspy voice filling the air.

“Princess…I am outside the gate and there is some guy yelling at me that I have the wrong house” You groaned knowing she was definitely talking about Philip who was the same person who gave you a hard time the first time you visited the mansion. “First of all, don’t call me that…second I’ll be there hold tight”

“Hey! I’m—” you cut Ellie off by hanging up the phone with a swift click to the red button. You were nervous to see Ellie, the thought of what she could possibly be wearing stormed your thoughts, imagining a nicely fitting suit on her body, her hair free of any elastic.

You slid on your pink kitten heals – it was time to put on your acting face.

Right hand on the door knob, pausing to have a moment with yourself. You imagined that you were on a boat, the boat on sea rocking in the cold cerulean sea splashing its salty wakes against the curvature of the boat. Before a large tide comes in, waves crash — drowning out your boat. Slamming the door open, you pushed yourself forward dragging your body down the steps and being careful to not fall in your heels.

Right foot…step…left foot…step until you reached the door.

Waving with your right hand, proper, as your way of saying hello to the decoration team. 1 hour until guest arrival and you were feeling rancid. The morning tea in your veins pumps free adrenaline into you – giving you a slight pep in your step.

Running in your heels, which was also, unprincess-like, you reached the gate yelling at Philip through the intercom to let Ellie in. Hearing the locks loosening up as the drawback on the door revealed Ellie, in all her glory. She actually showed up…for you. Ellie was wearing a black suit, her white button down peaking under that was slightly open at her chest. Chuck Taylor classics on her feet which made you laugh. Thinking back to your dad's letter about him wearing trainers to his coronation day. You found it funny – ironic almost but expected that Ellie wouldn’t own dress shoes. Your brain headed back to the words your dad has gracefully written.

She wore pink to contrast my dark suit, but that didn’t matter. I think we complimented eachother well

This time, it was your pink dress to contrast her dark suit, and to you, this didn’t matter either. You too thought you complimented each other. Ellie walked with confidence towards you, as she bowed – one hand folded at her stomach the other behind her back as she bend her body down at you, “Your Highness”

Ellie was waiting for your approval. “God, Ellie…you’re such a kiss ass!” you snickered in amusement finding her figure bowed down before you. “You may stand now.”

“You do that again, I’ll make sure Philip drags you out of here” You finish making Ellie roll her eyes. Her gaze softened at the sight of you, eyes trailing from the tiara on your head down to your dress.

“You’ve looked worse” Ellie shrugged not wanting to fully give you the satisfaction of getting a compliment out of her. Ellie thought you looked stunning, a faint shade of red dusting over her cheeks, as she took in your outfit.

“Geez didn’t know you showered!” You hissed at the girl with a scoff, almost ruining the moment making Ellie throw a hand up in disbelief at your words. “There she is” Ellie sang as if she were expecting this to come out of your mouth any minute.

You looked at the girl fully this time, her Converse were dirty — of course not that you cared, and her hair was loose from any free restraints. Now noticing the absence of the corsage pinned near her handkerchief pocket, you stumbled across the cigarette that was tucked neatly behind her ear. Mouth tip facing forward.

“No, absolutely not” Ellie was confused by your sudden protesting, trying to swat your hand away as you reached for the cigarette, chucking it into the water fountain next to the two of you.

“Hey! That—”

“There will be no smoking on the mansion grounds! You hear me! Ellie, I’m so serious and I’m asking you just this once for a solid 5 hours not to” you pleaded. Normally you wouldn’t care but for an event like this with catty old rich people, you wanted to bypass the extra gossip. Ellie let in a dramatic inhale, looking around at the greenery of the yard the two of you were in.

“Yeah...yeah sure I could do that” Ellie cleared her throat, and her hand was tucked in her pocket — the other at the nape of her neck flicking her hair, she rocked back and forth on her toes.

“Thank you…” your voice was now at a whisper, Ellie’s eyes were beautiful next to the greenery of the garden, and you were almost enamored by how put together she looked. You didn’t expect her to pull through as well as she did, but you were glad she would at least be there to save you from driving yourself crazy in the mansion.

You rubbed your glossed lips together, trying to find the right words to say at the moment. “If we are gonna do this, we have to do it the right way or else we totally jeopardize everything — poof! Princess had to hire a fake date, we don’t want that”

Ellie nodded in agreement. You stepped in closer, reaching into Ellie’s handkerchief pocket as you started to explain the rules, reaching for your own dress to detach the corsage that you pinned there on your way out. Taking the delicate rose and threading it slightly above the pocket on her suit.

The two of your bodies were so close that Ellie could smell your floral and vanilla scent which contrasted with her salted musky wood, making her hitch her throat. The view of your eyes made her slightly antsy at the feeling of your body closer to hers. Instinctively Ellie didn’t know what to do with her hands, panicking as she rested them against the boning of the corset on your waist.

“You can kiss me, though I don’t advise it, hold my hand, walk straight, say excuse me before you end the conversation, no cursing…Stay close to me — it’s very easy to get lost and we don’t want that, no snarky comments, no smoking but you know that, smile” You were speaking fast, Ellie barely catching any of it as she was too busy investing her vision at your hands that were working magic around her suit, slightly doing two buttons for safety.

“Anything else, Princess”

“Did you even catch any of that?” You question, the faint click of the corsage filling the space between the two of you. Ellie gave you a dopey smile, “Honestly, your tiara was crooked the whole time”

It was Ellie’s turn to fix you up, slightly centering the tiara on your head with great delicacy, trailing her hands down your face and to your shoulders with an eyebrow raise. You groaned, ignoring the girl, dragging her hand to follow closely behind you. Ellie found part of it to be like a fairy tale dream. The shit that only happens in movies. From the overly large mansion to the obnoxious shrubbery and freshly kept grass it was hard to believe that your grandmother even lived nearby.

“Don’t speak unless spoken to, and stop slouching you look like a hunchback” You whispered, this time grabbing Ellie’s hand in yours as the two of you walked side by side. Ellie felt a tingle shoot up at her arm at your sudden hand grab, shaking her head slightly to respond to your comment. “Never thought the day would come where you are not only checking my posture…but holding my hand as well, am I going mad?”

You stopped walking to give her an exasperated look, “really? It’s business” The two of you kept walking, making your way to the dining area — almost reaching the corridor when your grandma stops in front of the two of you. She was giving you a stern look before looking over to Ellie. Flicking her eyes back and forth between the two of you. A faint smile as she looked between the two of you.

“You’re just like your father dear” The elder spoke up, putting her ringed finger up to her mouth in awe. “I know”

Elenor cleared her throat. “So who is your friend” Her field of vision shot to Ellie’s hand that was tightly gripped into yours. The two of your shoulders touching — almost scared shitless.

“Uh, Grandma, this is my girlfriend, Ellie Williams, Ellie this is my Grandma, Elenor the Queen of Glendale” You spoke up gesturing the two to each other, Nudging Ellie with your arm queuing for her to speak.

“H-h..It’s a pleasure to meet you” Ellie coughed, “Ma’am” Ellie replicated the bow that she had shown you early, this time getting up quicker. Your hand suddenly felt clammy. Realizing that the moisture was not from your hand but from Ellie’s, who had been drowning in anxiousness next to you. So you squeezed it, giving the girl a soft look of reassurance.

“Oh please, you don’t have to bow Ellie! It’s so wonderful to meet you — aren’t you adorable” Your grandma reached over to squeeze Ellie’s cheeks making them a lot redder than they were before.

You winced at the interaction “Grandma…please” you used your free hand to swat hers away, continuing to look around the room to find an escape out. “We actually are going to go to the garden for a bit, have Philip come to fetch us when the guest arrives”

Giving the woman a faint smile, you drag Ellie away, the redhead trailing behind you like a lost puppy. “Nice meeting you!” Ellie shouted making you shake your head at her outburst.

“And another rule…no yelling” You snapped, walking up to one of the servant trays to steal two glasses of champagne, handing Ellie a glass. The two of you exited through the backyard of the mansion, walking alongside the cobblestone into the garden. It was filled with different kinds of flowers: roses, chrysanthemums, orchids, and hydrangeas. It was a vibrant sight. Enough to make your eyes hurt as the sun was setting.

Sitting next to the fountain, Ellie doing the same but across from you, you closed your eyes amidst the silence, letting the faint sound of the birds chirping guide you – picking up conversation again.

“Welcome to my world” you sang sarcastically, Ellie didn’t bother to heckle you – rather she took this time to see how many differences the two of you had. Ellie was a troublemaker since she was very young…known for picking fights and consistently butting heads with people. The day Joel brought home an anger management class pamphlet Ellie wanted to scream. It’s not that she didn’t think she had issues but she just couldn’t manage her anger properly – mad at the world consistently and it won’t leave her mind like an exposed wound. So Ellie tried one and tried another – realizing she actually needed to communicate what she was feeling if she wanted to be better.

Then Ellie thought of you, certainly too good for her, a pretty girl academically smart and soothing in her eyes. That night at the rooftop didn’t make sense to Ellie, it didn’t make sense to her that a girl like you, could like a girl like her.

“Got a cigarette?”

Ellie snickered “Oh now you want one, I got none for you, I don’t give cigarettes to princesses” Ellie dug into her chest pocket digging inside the fabric to bring out the familiar black lighter and her handy pack of Marlboro reds. Taking out a piece, but your request prior to the ball event made her stop to look at you for approval. “You can have one…go on, smoke it! This is more stressful than I thought”

Ellie shrugged at your response, setting a flame to the burning tobacco, exhaling with ease. You went steady with the champagne, taking a few sips – then larger gulps almost matching the way Ellie was swallowing the cigarette whole.

“Why do you do it?” you questioned. Rotating the liquids in the glass. “Do what?”

“Smoke” your voice was barely a whisper. Ellie blew out the smoke away from your face – as always before tapping some of the ash away, bringing a hand up to scratch her cheek to really think about what she wanted to tell you. Ellie was going to throw in the white towel again.

“Helps me, uh fixate on something other than the emotion I feel, became like a stabilizer – oral fixation typa shit”

Ellie was honest with you, which you could tell from the tone of her voice, it was serious and she was being transparent. “Oh…”

You were preparing to bring the champagne glass up to your lips again when Ellie stopped you, snatching the glass from your hand, tossing the leftover liquid onto the floor, “No more for you…Don’t want our Princess drunk now do we”

You rolled your eyes, “It was keeping my body warm” Ellie gave you a side-eye as she began to unbutton her suit jacket, cursing under her breath as she slid the black jacket off of her arms, raising an eyebrow before throwing it at your face “Ow!”

“You’re welcome” This time you didn’t respond, putting the jacket on while putting your arms through the sleeves. Cold arms feel warmer by the feeling of the fabric around you like a blanket. Similar to yesterday morning when Ellie had left her sweater at your dorm.

“Can we…um” You rubbed your hands together, before locking them together “Can we talk about the night at the rooftop?” Ellie felt her heart sink, putting the cigarette up to her mouth one last time – tapping out the stick to stand up and move closer to where you sat on the brick exterior of the fountain.

“I think I owe that to you..”

You hummed, allowing Ellie to move in close to you, her knee was knocking against your own, as you looked at the girl with such love and admiration despite knowing the hefty conversation that was on the way. Ellie put a hand out to reach for your own, resting her hand in your lap. Webbed through your fingers.

“If I’m being honest…After it happened and my resentment started, I thought about you every night since, I…I think I truly was incapable of being honest with myself and kinda ripping the bandaid off to know that I could be liked. I enjoyed the kiss, do I regret it? Hell fucking no” Ellie began, taking the moment to laugh, “My arguing was a by-product of my flight or fight response absolutely going bonkers at the possibility that Abby could have you or you would reject m–”

“Why would I reject you?”

Ellie blinked rapidly “Sorry…What?”

“I like you! Are you joking, ever since you shook my hand I knew that you were different. But then once the kiss was over, you basically didn’t want anything to do with me, I thought, I made you up in my head” You stroked Ellie’s hand in your lap for comfort, this time Ellie letting go to squeeze your thigh. “The way I imagined you to act was just a result of what I made you to be in my head” You ramble making Ellie nod her head almost ashamed at the way she treated you months prior after the situation dissolved.

“God I was such an asshole” Ellie winced looking away from you, applying faint pressure to your thigh

“If you were one then so was I…”

“Did you mean to say ‘I like you’ in the present tense?” Ellie blurted out, eyeing your facial expressions to see if she caught what you were saying right – or if it was a mistake on your part.

“I did say that didn’t I…” You mumbled, bringing a hand up to your mouth as if you were scrambling to organize your thoughts to prevent yourself from saying anything embarrassing or exposing yourself even further. Ellie’s gaze softened,

“It’s okay if you did” Ellie whispered, lifting a hand to rub at your cheek. The two of you look at each other longingly. You didn’t say anything further – feeling your body lean into Ellie’s until her lips were directly onto yours, closing all gaps between the two of you. Her peppermint moisturized lips locked with your own, feeling Ellie’s hands shoot up to your face for extra support. The kiss was long, the two of you not being to detach from each other, the kiss was a hungry one. Ellie’s tongue grazed yours as the kiss got deeper…and deeper. A splash of the water from the fountain made the two of you abruptly pull away, shaky breathes as the two of you stared at each other for a prolonged period of time, there was no more hatred left in Ellie’s eyes and you knew she didn’t feel the instant regret like she felt the night of the roof-top.

“You gonna tell me to not tell anyone” you whisper to Ellie, giving a slight nudge at what happened the last time the two of you shared a kiss

“I’ve learned my lesson…I’m not hiding you” Ellie spoke softly, bringing a hand up to stroke your cheek. The soft moment between the two of you is ruined by the clear of the throat, to reveal Philip in all black standing in front of the two of you. The two of you jumped away from each other as you looked at the ground embarrassed.

“Now that the two of you have stopped macking, the Queen has requested your return there are some people she would like you to meet” Philip states bluntly, turning on his heel to walk away from the two of you. Ellie and yourself give each other a glance before letting out a fit of laughs at the awkwardness of the situation. Ellie stands up, putting a hand out for you to grab allowing her hand to help you stand up.

With Your hand around Ellie’s everything suddenly felt like it was moving into place, no more need to stress or panic – it felt natural. As the two of you walked through the garden you thought about your dad's letter in admiration, you wanted the best of both worlds and you sure as hell got it.

“Hey, Ellie?” you whispered as Ellie only hummed in response.

“Wanna leave early after this and grab some food?”

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izanazqueen · 1 year

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.manjiro sano fem x reader

a/n: was hit with insomnia mixed with a little manjiro brainrot last night after staring at too many images of him before bed that brought the inspo for this piece. mikey is so precious i just had to get this out of my mind when it came up.*⋆.✩

warn: NSFW 18+mentions- use of pet names // intercorse // smut // public sex //

.boyfriend manjiro that you can visually tell is obviously pleased by seeing you squirt and cum on his dick in the bathroom of his favorite ramen restaurant after one of his officers meetings. your head spinning, in a tizzy you felt elated as he purred, 'baby, wanna hear you moan for me.' your heart lept feverishly at his words, ' 'jiro, ..ssh, not here!' shocked at his sudden boldness you murmured softly as you could despite attempting to in that moment not make any one aware of the lewd, wet noises that were coming from the stall where mikey was railing you thoroughly.

it was late one evening when you and your boyfriend and the other captains from toman decided to go celebrate with a few drinks ever since they won the most recent battle they'd fought and you figured that you would invite them out after their meeting ended because they all had really deserved to unwind and have a fun night. pretty much every member was excited to go to their favorite local food destination that they got to visit sometimes, and your bf manjiro was no exception.

you however were ecstatic, seeing as it had been the first time in weeks since you could go out on a date together thanks to how occupied he always was with being the boss of the most elite biker gang around lately but he feels you honestly do understand him. he makes you aware of all the things that go on with them and you know all of what he does to maintain his position which over the time that you've spent together you really learned what it means to be in a relationship with the fearless leader of the tokyo manji gang.

they decided to challenge each other to a drinking competition based off a game played with a regular deck of cards that you had recognized and been somewhat familiar with from your childhood. while the evening progressed, you noticed how all around you everyone was laughing more and getting tipsy from the copious amount of booze they were taking in from playing the adult rendition of the kids game.

about 45 minutes in you began to feel a little buzz from your overly sweetened cocktail you were idly nursing that mikey happily picked out for you when you arrived and it left a tingling feeling in your mouth making your lips pucker whenever you took a sip of it. after almost getting to the bottom, the drink was really beginning to mess with your vision so glancing up after who knows how long you found your blonde haired partner positively beaming with the biggest smile painted on his face looking over at you and it felt as if your body would melt away. if you were being completely honest mikey had a strange kind of twisted spell over your mind and definitely your body. he was your muse and couldn't allow yourself to ever find doubt in him.

when both of you were first introduced he was always nervous and so shy. in the beginning, if you came around the group he would be so fussy with every little thing down to the last detail wanting it to be perfect when you were with him. he would always make the cutest faces when ever you would catch him sometimes from a distance admiring you when he thought you wouldn't notice him. the first time you showed up after a small afternoon gathering for toman, he didn't have any clue who you were just that you were one of chifuyu's classmates that he would bring up sometimes in conversations once in a while to hint at a possible hookup between you two (and later you couldn't have thanked him enough♡)

leaning in, he crashed lightly with his clumsy drunken lips against your earlobe and you could hear he was breathless. 'need you baby, right now..' he pulsed into you intently as he was fixated, deeply inhaling your scent. you could feel his heat rising in a place from where he had discreetly placed your hand over his member that was madly aching under you beneath the table. his stiff grasp against your thigh tightened every time he saw you smile at one of his friends jokes and when you noticed it, you turned and saw the rosy flush that had spred over his cheeks from the few drinks he had. you thought about how his face was so sexy, filled with adoration for you that you'd cum on the spot. though the moment when he started pawing up your skirt and eyeing you hopefully, you knew that would get what you desired.

after you gave him a subtle nod to confirm, nothing could prepare you for the way he basically flew towards the bathrooms with you in hand to 'use' the restroom when you caught sight of the other captains all looking subtly amused, some shaking their heads as they saw your noticeably aroused lover urgently lead you away from the table to some where he could be alone with you, unable to contain himself any longer as you tried to kindly excuse yourselves.

he was so needy and simply couldnt wait to fill you up, knowing how his unit fit so well inside you as he shoved your pretty skirt on the petal pink dress you were wearing to the side and forced apart your ever wanting thighs while you waited there, begging him to penetrate you. he entered and as he did his ebony irises watched quietly making sure that he got up in you without hurting you but still deeply inside enough for him to hear you hum knowing how much you loved when he forced himself all the way in.

the cold steel on your back from the metal divider of the bathroom stall felt jarring against your skin startling your body in sharp comparison to the pleasure he was sending flowing through you. you'd wished that you could both be at home right now in an actual bed, where you could really ride and fuck him with passion. also because of the fact that it's his favorite position to see you in, naked on top of him pleasing yourself with his dick as he pumps up into you while he eagerly watches your display, completely mesmerized.

he bit his teeth down, sucking on the small exposed part of your chest from the dress you had on, leaving his personal love notes that were so tender it made you mewl in his praise. he saw as you tried holding your hand over your mouth and giggled at the combination of how cute you looked in that moment and the feeling of your fluids running down his shaft that was pulsing, preparing him for what he was looking to achieve to you all along.

his thrusts he was putting up in your cervix had you on the edge of tears and when he noticed how you were in ecstacy, mumbling his name he quipped into your ear, 'mm, s' good baby.. cum for me.' while pumping his cock without remorse until you felt like you were going to break 'ah,m-manjiro!' your small plea escaped as natural as the air you breathe. there was no stopping yourself as you called out the name of your beloved who'd give you anything you desired especially the climax you were chasing that you so craved.

the two of you had lost control at around the same time when you heard both draken and baji's voices as they came in the bathroom to take a leak. they were mid conversation as you attempted to hold his body close to yours, in vain to silence the filthy sounds leaving your bodies in the stall that you both resigned, since mikey refused to listen to your desperate hushes and kept burying his dick inside of you, bouncing in and out of your folds that were so wet from how gratifying he was.

'i love you babe♥︎.' he hummed on your ear smugly as he stared up at you with a small satisfied grin before snuggling his face in your neck, leaving your heart in a frenzy from how his soft skin felt touching on yours. his bulging tip found your sweet spot and it took all of your power not to yelp out in relief as you started to spill your juices all over his cock again as you heard him exclaim ' just like that for me, ..m' gonna cum too bab- '

the hushed faint laughter quickly exited the wash room area and you heard the door close behind them. 'heh, shit think they heard us?' he smiled at you while still chasing his release. 'no, duh manjiro you are always so loud.' you quirked at him. '..mm sorry darling.' he proudly almost sang, pulling you closely as he brought his lips, pressing them against yours while pushing his tongue inside and swirling it around tempting you to play with his too. if there was one thing, he could care less about what his crew mates opinion of him was cause they knew at the end of the day that he was the one that they answered to. in that moment you could have cared less either, you were focused on only him.

lifting you up by your hips, manjiro felt his body getting closer to his limit and at the point he was at he felt when his knees started to shake slightly as he fucked up in you with devotion. you'd felt your third release start to come on and he left you in sheer bliss from how good he was using his unit to work your insides. you could feel the tight knot around your abdomen begin to unwind and with such intensity that you started to sob, 'm-manjiro fuck, i love you!' as you came crazily again with charisma.

his onyx eyes started to sparkle at the sincerity and fondness in your words and how truly he felt you meant them for him and he began whining your name as he started to release, quickly pulling out his cock soaked with your juices before any of his could spill up inside. 'fuc-' he breathlessly spoke after a moment, unable to manage finishing his thought let alone get a single other word out. your body slowly regaining what was some form of consciousness, hoisted yourself up with what little strength had came back to you, as you affectionately made out lazily while you both tried to recover your energy.

you knew in that moment, that you loved manjiro sano more than any one or thing else and you would do absolutely anything for him, cause we all know that mikey gets what mikey wants, no matter what or when he wants it.

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p-oisn · 13 days

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Moots as pretty words?

used my entire vocabulary for this one !

@obrigados ♡ cherish (bc i cherish cá a lot !!!? every one of our convos have a special place in my heart 🙏🏼)

@yeritos ♡ serene (talking to june makes me feel so at ease ☹️ i could tell her anything n they'd listen !!)

@minslune ♡ darling (well yes !!! barbs is literally my darling , tloml 🌸)

@wiotas ♡ luminous (leo js gives me such sunshine vibes >< everytime i interact w them i js know its going to be an amazing day !!)

@koosuvi ♡ dreamy (do i even need to say more .. mar's blog has my entire heart n i cannot stress enough on how beautiful all her themes n mbs are)

@jkookologist ♡ precious (bc tee is thee most precious person to me ever im going to put you in my bag and feed you candy ..)

@jaes1lvr ♡ serendipity (CRAZY how i js casually met thee best valentine n purin lover like oh ? how lucky i am ><)

@bywons ♡ zephyr (bc interacting w sru always makes my heart warm , shes the cutest ☹️)

@fairytopea ♡ ethereal (literally the first word that comes to mind when i think of vini ><)

@f-loqweres ♡ angelic (like ?!?! is it even possible for someone to be this amazing ...)

@gigittamic ♡ wonderstruck (exactly how i feel when i see gigi's acc)

@y2qi ♡ otherworldly (this perfectly describes nini like her blog is truly otherworldly)

@y2jiz ♡ spellbound (spellbound by mimi's blog EXACTLY !!!!)

#ㅤ𝆬ㅤ ㅤ◌ㅤㅤׅㅤinboxㅤ₍ᐢ ᐢ₎

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bokyong · 2 years

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- When You’re Driving - Stray Kids Reactions

Stray Kids reaction when you drive the car

Stray Kids! (Boyfriend) x Reader!

- Fluff -

Word Count - 1k+

I know saying “drive” sounds weird but it’s literal car driving-

(Not capitalized on purpose)

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♡CHAN♡

chan would definitely help with the navigation. always telling you which ways to turn the car and such. he’s so overprotective over you, he’s always lecturing you when you take your eyes off the road for a split second. “hey hey hey! look at the road babe!” in a concerned boyfriend tone. the only time he won’t ever kiss you is in the car because he demands you focus where your steering. (it pains him so much to reject your kisses omgg) he can’t imagine anything bad happening to you so dad mode is activated when you’re driving.

♡MINHO♡

minho is terrified of your driving. he will literally grab onto the hand holder until his knuckles become white with widened eyes. always convinced you’re going to crash into something. “Y/N! be careful, you’re gonna kill us!” in a whiny voice. claiming he’s petrified for life after experiencing your driving. “this is in my nightmares!” he exclaims with a pouty face. always attentive in the car looking like a nervous kitty. it’s cute though.. so you don’t mind.

♡CHANGBIN♡

changbin never wants you to drive saying you’re always “too tired” or “too precious”. he caves after you keep insisting, repeatedly telling you he’ll “make it up to you”. while you’re driving he’s always asking questions such as “baby, are you hungry?” “i can drive if you want?” you laugh it off responding with a “bin, it’s okay! stop worrying so much!” he playfully scowls at you, reaching his hand over to caress your cheek, rubbing soft circles on your skin. “fine but just tell me when you’re tired!” he urges.

♡HYUNJIN♡

hyunjin is a music machine. always playing music on the car’s bluetooth speakers. doesn’t even pay attention to the road, just to his music! “baby! have you heard blackpinks new song yet?” proceeds to play it even if you have.. sings along in his angelic voice. who needs autotune when you have hyunjin? your favorite thing in the world is listening to hyunjin’s raw vocals in the car. especially on road trips where you get to enjoy his voice for an extra long time. of course, you sing along with him. your soft voice plus his soft voice is literal heaven. “ooh! i love this song!” probably the most common phrase you hear from him in the car..

♡JISUNG♡

jisung would for sure be a car sleeper. falling asleep even on the shortest drives. honestly, it’s one of the cutest things you’ve ever seen. his head bobbing up and down with the movement of the car, the soundless ride lulling him to a deep slumber. you don’t even realize it until you try asking your boyfriend a question. after being met with silence, you lean forward to find his head laying on the headrest, mouth agape. giggling, you focus your eyes back on the road, enjoying the soft snores you hear from the passenger seat. falling asleep for jisung was a pretty easy task but waking him up was the real struggle. it starts off with an almost whispered voice repeating “jisung” while lightly shaking his body. he’ll twist and turn a bit but remain in his nap no matter how many times his name is called. absolutely nothing will wake this man up. not until you press a light kiss to his cheek. all of a sudden this boy is up and awake like nothing happened. “rise and shine ji~” you tease.

♡FELIX♡

the literal opposite of chan, constantly kissing you in the car whether you ask for it or not. he loves to sneak in a quick kiss on the lips, complaining that you’re never kissing him long enough. “‘lix, i can’t kiss you for that long! i’m focusing on not killing us!” you retort, giggling at the cute aussie. he lets out a few incoherent whines before taking your unoccupied hand in his and playing with your rings and fingers. he talks with you throughout the whole car ride, or at least most of it.., snuggling into your hoodie which you normally leave in the backseat. “it smells nice” he hums in content, wrapping himself around the warm material. if it’s a long drive, he’s out like a light within a few hours, using your soft hoodie as a blanket. he can’t help it.. his eyes droop shut in the comfort of his girlfriends lingering scent still left on the warm fabric.

♡SEUNGMIN♡

seungmin is the definition of a distraction. an adorable one at that. he finds joy in bothering and teasing you whenever you’re driving. you think of it as a way to clear his boredom, by annoying the living daylights out of you. he barks in your face, makes his iconic “gAaHh” sounds, makes weird sound effects, and anything else you can think of. it’s always the classic “baby! i’m so bored~” and “when are we getting there?!” that escape his pink lips. nevertheless, the car is filled with jokes and giggles from the both of you the entire time..

♡JEONGIN♡

normally a pretty composed boy on most occasions but when it comes to long car rides.. that’s another story. this mischievous fox is pure chaos in the car. whether he’s shouting, singing loudly, or complaining, he’s always managing to drive you insane. he’s so energetic that he even tires himself out. he’s pretty normal during shorter rides but if it’s anything over an hour he’s buzzing with liveliness. limiting his use of sugar and caffeine before the trip won’t do anything.. his body is just full of natural energy. “yah! i.n can you just go to sleep or something!?” you question, not actually mad at the adorable boy. “no babyy! i don’t sleep in car rides that’s for little kids!” he retorts. sooner or later, he crashes into a deep sleep without a word. you wont lie this is arguably your favorite part of the car ride. well it’s the only time where there’s actual piece and quiet with jeongin.. though, his sleeping state is a pretty adorable sight. him nestled up in his seat with his knees pulled up to his chest, his messy hair, and his relaxed face. whenever he awakes you always tease him with “i thought sleeping was for little kids~” receiving a pout in return and a playful hit to your arm.

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These are based off of what I think they would do😅

Have a sunshine day! ✿

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warmerstranger · 10 months

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Hii I loved that recent enstars writing you did so much! If I may request something like Mayoi and/or Koga going to try desserts with y/n? I have so much brain rot of these dorks lol ♡

- 🍰 anon

Piece of Bites

ft. Koga Oogami, Mayoi Ayase

alriighht, here's ur order thank you for waiting !! aha, sorry it took like a week, the procrastinating hit me so bad ...

°°``Marked as and included with: fluff! Mayoi being kind of obsessive tho, he means well <3 um is the favoritism too obv here...

[Koga Oogami]

🐺 The moment word 'desserts' are mentioned to him, his face would slightly scrunch like they're something repulsive to him. You must've picked the wrong person...

🐺 Yes, he just come up with the sweetest and cutest desserts imaginable especially if you talk about it and give them to him. He would have his tongue out in a disgust, flat-out refusing without any whiny complains before having you to enjoy it yourself instead. He would still keep you company by getting his own snacks to eat with, though.

🐺 Really, Koga doesn't have a particular grudge or some shitty memories going on against it, he won't go through the sweet aftertaste of eating them or feeling the soft texture melting on his tongue it's yucky. Those type of desserts aren't just for him. Just consider it, do you even think those things suit him? He literally keeps up a wild and rough image as his whole part of identity!

🐺 ...okay, since he's the tougher man and if you have begged enough or use the most effective puppy eyes at him, he would brave through them, the texture and taste be goddamned. They're nothing for him, he's no coward (in actuality if you bought them for him too, it would leave a more bitter taste in his mouth when he just refuse and let you give them to another person). He could sit down and wolf them down try a few bites all the while growling out of spite he has towards the poor desserts. In return you must have some grilled meat or something alike in advance to wash the taste off, especially along with some genuine acknowledgement from your own mouth.

🐺 If they are desserts that aren't sweet or fruity taste and more within a savory level... now they might be a whole different thing going on for him.

🐺 He would eat them and leave no crumbs (literal), expressing his satisfaction and all be referring them 'this rocks' or as 'the good shit'.

🐺 Just be prepared to face the next time he would share some meat with you to eat together. All a steak or barbeque session you're in for...

[Mayoi Ayase]

🦝 Crying, shaking, sobbing, he can't believe you're willing to be in precious moments like this with him..! It's as if he has gone knocking the heaven's door from how much bliss he's feeling he might just die happily.

🦝 While he might have some preferences, it doesn't matter much about how they taste, all that matters is the fact he and you eat them together! Especially if you pick them specifically for him, not even the delicious taste of desserts can outmatch his pleasure of your kind thoughts for someone as revolting as him...

🦝 Mayoi might offer to spoon-feed you or alternately taking turns trying your part while you try his. He's going feral just imagining the indirect kiss when you offer using your own or his spoon..!!

🦝 He's enjoying the experience overall with a bashful smile plastered and humming delightfully the whole time you would think it's because of the desserts since he's eating them happily when he's mostly focused on watching you eat or appreciating your company.

🦝 His rambling would be amplified, driven as the fuel by the desserts if they particularly leave him a satisfying taste. He feels like he can open up more to you.

🦝 He would make sure to let you know he's thankful and he would cherish this moment dearly for the time to come.

🦝 Mayoi wouldn't mind having desserts together with you again sometime! Very soon, preferably, he might even pick and bring your favorites next time.

#enstars x you #enstars x reader #enstars fluff #enstars headcanons #ensemble stars x reader #mayoi ayase x reader #koga oogami x reader #ensemble stars x you #enstars imagines

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shiningfremi · 6 months

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freminet running his fingers softly through reader's hair while reader talks about their day please 🥺🥺❤️ /nf

freminet runs his fingers through your hair and listens in as you tell him all about your day.

AA i love this idea so much!! thank you for your wonderful request, i would be more than happy to write it out for you. i hope you enjoy~!

ヾ(＠^∇^＠)ノ

fluffy romance coming your way!

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"freminet, i'm home!" you eagerly call out to him as you step in through the front door, kicking your shoes off.

"welcome back." he made his way towards you upon hearing your voice, with a warm expression blossoming across his face. you noticed how his freckles caught the sunlight that filtered in through the windows, making them resemble the amber leaves of fall sprinkled on his cheeks.

each and every time you get to see him, you feel as though you fall in love all over again. his beauty simply cannot be compared.

"i'm really happy to see you!" you admit to him. "i want to tell you all about my day, it was amazing." you're overjoyed, and freminet couldn't help but smile at you, he could nearly see you glowing with positivity. in the back of his mind, he thought..

how did i ever deserve you?

"why, i would love to know about it, y/n. i'm all ears!" he said to you.

he stepped closer and immediately aided you in taking off your overcoat and hung it up for you. freminet then took care to straighten out your outfit, helping to make you feel refreshed! but whenever you try to do the same to him on other occasions, he keeps on insisting that it's alright, and tries to prioritize you first. he feels like you shouldn't be worried about him, but of course, you simply yearn to, giving him your own precious time and attention as he does to you.

freminet is too pure for your heart to handle, and so you want to give him all the love you possibly can! ૮₍˶ ╥ ‸ ╥ ⑅₎ა

"thank you, how can one be so caring?" you chuckle, and give him a big hug after he so kindly fixed you up. he gladly returned it, holding you close to him and subtlety swaying back and forth, as if he was relieved that he now attained your company that was absent since that very morning.

"w-well.. how can one be so perfect such as you?" he responded whilst he burrowed his head into the nook of your shoulder.

you savored his touch, and then you two gently broke away, his sweet gesture lingering on.

“did you eat dinner yet?” he asked you. “i decided to eat out today, so i can prepare something if you’re hungry.”

“oh don’t worry freminet, i ate about an hour ago! looks like we’re set.” you grin sweetly, glad that you both can simply rest together.

"i’m glad you did sweetheart. a-ahem, shall we go relax in the lounge?" freminet suggested, clearly wanting to hear about what you accomplished today.

“i would love to.” you reply, following him in with a yawn. “ah, i think i got tired out.”

“oh? why so?” he sat down first, and then you decided to lay down next to him.

“okay, so basically, i did my usual commissions, right? and then one of them was to feed this little old lady’s pets since she was out. she has this cutest fluffy dog that just kept wanting to play, and i must’ve stayed there for about an hour running back and forth!” you laugh, glancing up at him to catch his warm smile. he loved hearing about the small details, and that’s one of the many things that you adore about him.

“what was the dog’s name?” he inquired, and began to rustle his fingers through your hair. you swore that it can make you fall asleep each and every time he does it, and it’s always the most soothing thing in the world.

“his name was bubba.” you lean in, loving the feeling of a nice head massage. “bubba! oh my goodness, isn’t that the perfect name?”

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freminet nodded. "that's an adorable name."

“oh yeah, and then i helped out with a promotional banner. i didn’t even know that it could be a commission. it was great fun, i got some generous rewards from it. but honestly…”

you continue to go on, ranting about the best parts of your entire day, and he nodded as you spoke, sorting out any tangles in your hair, asking about certain pieces of information from time to time.

he would make little braids in your hair and then take them out again as he concentrated on your stories. freminet was quite a good hairstylist, and that sometimes made you ask him how he got to be so good, but he never gave you a direct answer.

“oh! and then i saw an old friend right before i got dinner. i was so surprised that they traveled-" you pause with a big yawn.

"traveled all the way here. i was so happy to get the chance to catch up with them, but they seemed to be in a hurry.” you noted.

“well, do you know how long they’ll be staying?” he combed his fingers through your ends.

“thankfully, it seems they have some business to do here, so i’ll most likely see them around! ah man, that’ll be great.” you murmur sleepily, trying to adjust your head to get comfortable.

“i’m happy that’s the case. it can be a relief to see a familiar face.” he noticed that you were getting more tired by the minute.

"mhm.." you lifted your head, and placed it into freminet's lap. you didn’t have much more to say, so you just wanted to be close to him.

"y/n.." blinking in surprise, he still didn't feel completely used to the affection you showed him, and often felt bad if he were to specifically ask.

but he absolutely loved every single bit of it. it was new. but such a magnificent feeling. everytime you gave him your lovely compassion, he felt as if he were imagining a faraway dream. the amount of trust you shared with him.. nobody has ever gotten remotely close to it, except for lyney and lynette, but even then, this was entirely different.

you eventually doze off, your breathing growing slower. he froze in place, as if the slightest of movement would disturb your peace.

he noticed your hair got out of place again, falling across your face, and so he slowly reached one hand down towards you, gently moving your strands behind your ear. he then adjusted the other side, making sure that you would sleep without a bother.

seeing you like this almost made his eyes want to tear up.

everything about you was precious to him. he caressed your crown, creating a gentle motion with his thumb, and the room was completely quiet to him in that moment of time, except for your light breathing and freminet's beating heart.

"i love you, y/n." he softly whispered, and finally rested an arm on your back and closed his eyes.

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#freminet x reader #freminet x gn!reader #freminet #freminet fluff #genshin fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact #fontaine #freminet x reader fluff #gn!reader

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cheezbites · 6 months

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Bf!Ghost x Cat!Mom!Reader

✎: this is for my cat moms out there

♡Summary: Bf!Ghost meets and adapts to your furry friends.

Bf!Ghost watched as you lined all your cats up for a roll call. They peered at the towering, bulky man standing before them as their eyes instantaneously dilated like black marbles. Your cats who were more on the more defensive side slightly shied away from him - downturning their ears and keeping their heads low.

“So, here’s Coco,” you began, gesturing at the small, dark brown kitten who was comfortably tucked away into a kitten loaf. “Here’s Bambi - you can easily remember her ‘cuz Bambi’s a very fluffy fatty,” in which she was - a round, white, furry ragdoll. She kept her gaze intently fixed onto Simon, like if she were to look away he’d suddenly disappear. “This is Rocky, and that’s Benjamin—“

“Benjamin?” he asked, his expression suddenly growing in amusement.

“It’s a long story, okay?” you groaned, playfully nudging him for mocking your precious baby’s name. “It’s complicated. But, she is in fact a girl and it’s Benny for short.”

Nodding along to your words whenever you spoke, he felt obscurely intrigued by the cats displayed in front of him. He never thought he’d be willingly standing in the same room as a cat - let alone multiple cats being the massive dog person he is. The dogs he were familiar with ranged from big and tough ones or soft and cuddly ones, like Golden Retrievers and many others.

“And then… there’s Milo.” You finished, pointing at blank air, “he’s always hiding when guests are over. I’d be surprised if you even get to see what he looks like in person,” you giggled, amused with the thought of Simon never getting to meet who you sent him pictures and videos of the most; either if it was Milo doing silly things in the silliest of places or random videos of him. He had dark, indistinguishable fur, so he can easily hide and observe others from a distance and go unnoticed like a cute shadow.

Bf!Ghost didn’t really plan on interacting with your cats despite how adorable they were. They didn’t really want to interact with him, either. It’s a win-win. It was like they were fearful to go up to him, but in all honestly, he doesn’t bite. Everyone else but Bambi understood this, she never shies away from being a friendly, clingy extrovert; she’d rub her whiskers against his ankles and purr into him as if she was making her mark on him, indirectly claiming him as her second owner. The moment you weren’t in the room, they all seemingly scattered away like a harsh wind was being blown on sand.

He couldn’t help but be astonished with the thought of how much time you must commit into all the feeding, petting, cleaning or changing their ‘doo-doo boxes’, (as you simply put it). Even their toys, food packets and cave beds are organised - and they’re well behaved. They rarely fight or quarrel with each other or cats that they’re unfamiliar with. He even remembers seeing Rocky playing outside with some random cat. He shared his tuna snack with them, as well as kindly befriending them. You had incredible motherly skills when it came to that massive, ever-growing kitten family.

Bf!Ghost has a sleek black sketchbook where he draws hyper-realistic wild animals in his free time. They’re all very high in detail and quality, he only uses a mechanical pencil or a scarce amount of materials when he draws. Drawing was an effective and productive distraction from all else. The contents inside where more on the edgier side; menacing skulls, roaring bears, large lions - things along those lines. Being the artist he was, he noticed how still your cats could be despite their energetic outbursts. They were always calm and still in the cutest of poses like the kitty loaf or when they poke their bellies out when stretching. He couldn’t help but draw Coco who was sleeping on your living room carpet, freely extending her limbs out with her eyes closed as she endearingly purred to herself. Her snout was in a cutely shaped w, like she was warmly smiling. She was basically an adorable muse that was longing to be drawn, and so he got to work, darting his gaze between his sketchbook and Coco’s restated state, methodically stroking lines with his pencil his sketchbook’s high-quality paper. He tried his best to capture her cuteness, like a photographer who just copy and pasted the kitten onto paper - and all with a pencil and a spare amount of time. He was now a professional printer who drew your kittens quite often. But, they all looked so out of place amongst the sketchbook’s general theme. For one page you could get an ominous wolf or a dark, sinister raven, the next page you get a wholesome sketch of Bambi snuggling Benny, adorably falling asleep in each other’s warmth with hearts around it. Everyone else in the cat family had been drawn… except for Milo. He hasn’t even seen him up close, the closest thing Simon’s gotten to him is the sound of his anxious footsteps scurrying away from areas he picked up on Simon’s lingering scent.

Bf!Ghost got your cats to gradually open up to him, it was a more of a tedious process for Milo, though. He couldn’t help but want to pet them. They slightly flinched the first times he’d touch them, but they still mutually endured in the feeling of his hands enveloped around and gently stroked them. His clothes would be stained in their fur after, but he doesn’t really mind it as he’s too busy living in the moment. The way they closed their eyes, purred and melted into his touch and softly vibrated was all too worth it. You love taking in the sight of him being so adoring with them, despite him being very keen on dogs rather than cats.

He befriended everyone else, but he was still left defeated - he needed the last family member to come say hello to him. He’d crouch down next to the cupboard, where Milo was hiding under, and softly coo to him like he could actually understand a word he was saying,

“‘ts alright, buddy, ‘m not gonna hurt ya,” he teased one of the rat toys in his hand under the cupboard’s gap, hoping to at least catch a glimpse of his paw reaching out to try claw at it but the only thing he got in response was Milo’s nervous footsteps further rummaging into the darkness for protection.

Bf!Ghost went out of his way to buy tuna treats, mostly for trying to teach them tricks as a satirical experiment. But he’d fail about each and every time, sigh in defeat before giving them the tuna snack, just for being ineffably cute and greedily meowing at the mere scent of it. Their eyes always curiously dilated and heads would slightly crooked to the side, being confused at the British man crouching down besides them, repeating “Siitttt, c’mon. Sit,” whilst wagging the treat in the air as an offer for their compliance. He gave up with the in vain tricks and tried fetch. He tossed one of their toys across the room, whenever one of them got it they’d zealously claw at it with their sharp teeth. He expectedly waved the snack around, expecting them to return with the toy in their mouth.

Long story short, it never works.

That was until you were watching. He promised you that Rocky knew how to play fetch, knowing that he would only sink his paws into the toy that’s been thrown instead of returning it.

Rocky ran towards the tossed toy, briefly clawed at it, then somehow returned with it in his mouth, nearly dropping it on the way.

“I never knew Rocky was such a good boy!” you exclaimed, astonishment heavy in your tone. You knelt down besides him and contently pet his multi-coloured beige and brown fur for his supernatural achievement.

Simon was honestly shocked. After all his attempts, all it took was for you to be there so it to actually work. He casually played this off like he taught them how to play fetch with a smug expression.

“Yeah, they learnt from the best.” He teased, gesturing to himself like he’s made the decade’s biggest discovery.

Bf!Ghost would gently ruff your kitties fur and subconsciously say, “Who’s a good kitten? Who’s the cutest kitten?” as he did. Even though his petting style was akin to how you’d pet a dog, he was still super soft and gentle in doing so. He just can’t help but express his dog person personality, even with cats.

Bf!Ghost is used a human bed by these cats. They playfully squabble over who gets to sleep on Simon or who’s turn it was, jumping on his lap for attention or meowing in front of him, demanding pets and praises.

The most precious moment he’s had so far is when both Benny and Coco fell asleep on him at the same time without disputing; they were both too still, warm and tired.

Bf!Ghost was having a movie night with you. In the corner of his eye, he saw a tiny, dark critter moving around. He just dismissed it, assuming it was just Bambi who would just meow for him to pet her again. That was until he noticed that he hasn’t seen this curious creature before.

Lo and behold… Milo. Here he was, living and breathing, standing right in front him. He turned to you, checking if you were witnessing this as well, but you were already half asleep and on the verge of dozing off right on your couch. Milo leapt and curled onto his lap, warmly purring. He shot you another unsure look, knowing damn well that when you woke up and if he were to tell you about this, you wouldn’t believe him for a second. But, Simon gladly gave into him, feeling a sense of achievement whilst petting Milo’s short, slick and dark fur. His in vain attempts of getting him to come meet him finally deterred. He fondly smiled to himself and the timid kitten curled up before him.

Bf!Ghost has finally met your whole kitten family, sharing wholesome, funny and rather confusing moments together. The thought of petting so many cats in such a short period of time never crossed his mind - let alone befriending and growing bonds with them. It’s like he became a part of you guys. You, the organised and caring mother. Your cats, great snuggle buddies for when you’re having sleeping troubles and also your adorable children you’d do anything to protect and care for and Simon, the newest addition and ‘farther figure’ of this family.

A/N: I had so much fun writing this, I’ll drop a König version later for sure😭!!

Headcanons of Dating Ghost

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mageofseven · 11 months

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In honor of Asmo's birthday has the aftermath of Asmo's and Mcs surprise birth been written?

I mean, not prepared, but I'll write it now!

I don't often get requests for Asmo stories so I didn't really think about doing it till now.

Also, just so you guys know, I feel a lot better emotionally than I did earlier so I decided to finish this up!

So please enjoy~

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MC woke up late the next day, still exhausted.

Half asleep, the woman took her phone from the stand next to her and started scrolling through Devilgram like she always did when she woke up

And saw that Asmo posted dozens of pictures of their son online.

Liam wasn't even a day old and already the demon has made sure the whole Devildom knows about him.

The human scrolled through and read the comments from each picture, or at least, some of comments. There were literally thousands of comments on each photo of Asmo and their son, saying a variety of things, but a chunk them were saying some pretty hurtful things.

A lot of people were guessing at who the Avatar of Lust's baby mama could be.

Some joked and said that even Asmo probably doesn't even know, that he's such a 'whore' that he probably doesn't know who he knocked up, but they left the kid on his doorstep.

Some said that whoever it is, they're probably a 'bigger slut than Asmo himself'.

Her boyfriend's followers have never really known her identify; MC gets enough attention in the Devildom just for being human and didn't want more eyes on her because of something her boyfriend posted online.

Still, their words hurts and suddenly the woman really needed her boyfriend's comfort.

Where was he anyway?

Earlier, while MC was asleep

Asmo woke up early, honestly too excited to sleep.

I mean, he was a dad. And to the cutest little boy at that! How could he not be excited?

Unlike most of the other brothers, he remembered where Satan's old baby things were and got everything up last night.

Liam was in an old green onsie (for now; this man is gonna make sure his son has the very best clothes 🥰) and had spent the night in Satan's old crib.

Speaking of which--

Liam starting crying.

Asmo strolled over and scooped him.

"Now now, LiLi, let's not wake your Mommy~" He smiled at his son, whose cries turned to happy coos.

"Oh you're just too precious!" He exclaimed, kissing the top of his baby's head.

This was it. Asmo just had to take pictures of this adorable, wonderful, incredible little being that was now his son!

This is where those multi-dozen pictures of Liam came from on Devilgram

And boy was his son's pictures going viral!

So many people were in awe of his baby boy and they should be! He's him and MC's son so of course he's perfect and beautiful and--

Oh. Oops 😅

He found comments from some of his brothers under one of the earlier pictures

Mammoney: Oi! what the hell is this???

L3V1:?!?!?!

Belphie: Ugh, what did I wake up to...

Lucifer: Asmo, my office. Now.

Asmo kinda told the realm before his brothers about his son. But oh well! What's done is done and in the end, his brothers will still love Liam even more than his followers!

Just as Lucifer's comment stated, the lust demon headed to his study with his son, ready to show him off to his oldest brother.

"We're here~" Asmo let himself in, not even bothering to knock.

He went over to the pride demon's desk and presented Liam to him.

"Look at this perfect lil man! From the cute curl on his head to his wings. Oh and those horns!" This man couldn't stop gushing over his son.

In his eyes, nothing and I mean nothing could be more precious than this little boy in his arms. Well, other than MC anyway.

Instead of interrupting the younger man, Lucifer let his brother go on and on about his new baby.

Unlike with other brothers, the oldest wasn't the least bit worried about this child being a trauma baby like how Satan was for him; Asmo was just way too trilled for that to be the case

And despite his confusion, Luce was grateful for that.

Once an opening presented itself, the older brother finally spoke.

"Asmo, can you explain to me just how this child came to be?"

"Oh come on! You know how babies are born~" The lust demon teased.

The man gave a tired sigh.

"I mean, who is the mother?"

Because honestly, Lucifer was in camp 'random demon hookup birthed it and dropped it off in a basket' or something like that, just like some of this followers online guessed

Because all these months, MC never showed a single sign of pregnancy to the pride demon so surely it could not be her, he thought.

"Ugh! Rude!" The lust demon frowned. "Of course it's MC's! I only focus on my Dolly now after all!"

Lucifer's eyes widened.

"How--Asmodeus." He looked at his brother sternly. "You should have told me when you found out."

"MC and didn't know." He shrugged. "Not till he was born last night at least. And isn't he the best little surprise!"

Asmo gave his son a little tickle, causing the boy to giggle.

"How did you not--" Lucifer shook his head. No, he supposed that was not important right now. "Asmo, have you seen the comments on the photos you posted?"

"Of course!" He beamed. "Every is talking about how they love LiLi almost as much as I do!"

"What about the comments starting on the 7th picture?"

The lust demon had clue what his brother was talking about. Eyebrows raised, he adjusted his hold on his son before pulling out his D.D.D. and putting up Devilgram.

There were some nasty comments calling him a whore. So what? Haters have nothing better to do so he's used to it--

That's when he saw the comments speculating about who his son's mom is and calling MC a lot of nasty names for having the Avatar of Lust's baby.

"What!" Worry creased though his face. "How could they say such things about MC! What is wrong with them???"

"By posting those pictures, you're letting the whole realm know your business." Lucifer explained. "It never used to matter much since it was just you and your brothers, but MC has made it very clear that she wants nothing to do with your online life. Now you're gonna have demons searching for her, putting her in the spotlight and potential harm, not to mention the fact that they all know your son's face now."

Oh no. Asmo honestly never thought of this.

"Devil, what should I do??" The man was freaking out now. Oh his poor Dolly! He didn't mean for this.

"For now, just delete the pictures or at least private them." Lucifer told him. "Also, we'll have to keep a closer eye an MC and any suspicious people who might come around the property."

Sensing the stress in the air, Liam starting crying.

Quick to attention, Azzy bounced his son and tried to make him smile. He has always been so good with kids so his son was soon comforted.

Lucifer gave a small smile at the scene.

Overall, he doesn't believe he has much to worry with his brother as a father. Asmo might need small moments of help every now and then, but the older brother had confidence that Asmo would be a great a father.

#obey me #obey me otome #obey me asmodeus #obey me next gen #obey me lucifer

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yoonjinsgirl · 7 months

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Heyaaaa guys!!! I'm finally here with series that i've been talking about from so long!! TBH I started writing this only because i miss yoongi so muchhhh ;_; . Also congratulations to everyone who had guessed it right to poll.💜

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Yoongi x fem!Reader

Summary: you wake up one day only to realize it's 2026 already & to your biggest shock you are not in your bedroom, not in your house! You try to wake yourself up from the dream! But is it really a dream or the truth of your life?

Genre: idol au, mirror world au, fluff, suggestive.

Taglist: Open

Updates: after every 4 days.

Warnings: not something that could make sense irl, an au concept, it could be dangerously delulu and fluff ofcourse! maybe slightly suggestive. please note all my writings are fictional and has nothing irl to do with any idol/person.

A/N: this fic also feature hobi and his girl *I'm naming hobi's girl as my hobii biased bestie*. We obviously do have bangtan featuring and also a cameo of......?????? read till the end to find out who!!!🤔

I'm just an amateur, I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Please give your precious feedbacks, It would mean alot to me!!

Request are open & also highly welcomed and appreciated!

check my other works until now here💌

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I've imagine this all night and every day!💕

Chapter-1

After a good sleep after what it feels like decade you lazily with your half opened eyes try to grab your phone to see what time it is, but even after multiple tapping when you couldn't trace your phone, you realize there's something odd! so you unwilling open your eyes a lill more and you're shocked! Coz how the heck is there a side table next to you that too with a night lamp, shocked from top to bottom coz you have none of them at your place. You immediately click open your eyes and sit up straight to only realize you're sleeping on what it seems like a bed of your dreams, but what the heck? you don't have a bed at your place!

As soon you look around, Next thing you know this is not your room!!!! not even your place? You immediately try to remember everything that happened last night and you clearly remember sleeping at your place, in your room, on your mattress while hugging shooky! Then where and how on the earth did you end up here? And who's place is this even?? And most importantly where is your phone?? You are shocked, confused but more than anything terrified! Every possible bad thought coming to your mind... you hurriedly get up from the bed and immediately run towards the room's door as soon as you open the door to run away you bump into someone and before you could shout/scream or defend yourself, they suddenly catch you and hold you into their arms, and you hear a familiar voice instead!

A voice that can calm 10000000... of your anxieties, your heart, your mind, the voice that you often switch to when you want to relax, when you seek for comfort or when you want to went your frustration or cry over something that hurts you, a voice you switch to gain strength and power from!! Your most favorite voice, a voice that you can recognize even if you're asleep, you suddenly feel your body freeze when the owner of the voice intertwines your fingers with his prettiest hands.

"AISHHHH are you hurt! what's the hurry hmnn? Didn't i told you not to get up early today, It's our week off, so no need to wake-up early for a week anyways!" And finally let's his hold on you loosen up a bit, and you meet his cat like adorable eyes and his cutest :] smile that you love the most, you're in awe of him, looking a lill lost, shocked yet frozen and looking like you might just faint any moment, lill tears full of happiness and love rolling down your cheek. Meanwhile you are still trying to process things! Meanwhile he continues, "I had promised myself i want make it up for all the times we lost, my enlistment, going on BV, run bts comeback, then our comeback and what not, i want to treat you like a queen kitten" he said while finally looking straight into your eyes, and cupping your cheeks, as soon as he does, he notices your tears and panics, "bby why are you crying? Why do you look so lost and froze.." before even he could finish you laugh thinking you're losing your mind maybe to see things like these in your dreams! Why? coz you miss your bias a lill too much!! But what kind of unbelievable dream is this? "BV! ENLISTMENT! OMGG WTH how is it all possible it's 2023, this is the result of my too much overthinking! Coz lmaooo this feels like some kdramaish fuking dream of mine omggg what the heck!" You slightly hit your head with your hands "wake up you delulu ass you have work irl" and try to lightly slap yourself "omfl dreaming queen wake up Min Yoongi is out of your league" you scream finally losing your mind.

At this point yoongi too losing all his mind and laughing his ass off while holding you close as if you're his most precious possession ever, his shoulders shaking with his gummy smile full on display, he pinches you slightly while still laughing uncontrollably, "yahhhh y/n are you again messing with me, see you're still with me and I'm still with you! We both are real and no this not a dream, stop acting like it's our first day after confession bby! Are you pranking me on our one year anniversary today?? Jinjja you're so over aren't you! And what's about that time being 2023 y/nieee you exposed yourself there, who gets a memory loss just by sleeping and forgets everything especially when it's 2026 our tour announcement is near, something you've been looking forward since ages!!! you jinjja overdid too much over that!!!" He says while laughing uncontrollably, "Omoo! Omooo! Omona! Ahhh I get it now! this is because of hobii's girl isn't! You guys are bestfriends but you both can't use similar tricks bby, we boys talk about things with each other hmnn okay! But ngl I was for sure scared a little but then I remembered hobaa telling me how harshitha had pranked him earli...'' WHAT DID YOU SAY! HARSHITHA??? HOW DO YOU KNOW HER!!!!"

"Yahhhhh y/n hajimaaaa you're done already!! You're exposed, i know this prank i told you!" At this point you're confused more than anything what kind of dream is this!! But this has to be some kind of silly dream coz no way it's 2026! Last time you checked before going to sleep it was fuking 2023, but still feeling this dream too real to be honest, suddenly you feel dizzy and yoongi notices it in no time and immediately helps you to get settled on bed and sits next to you. "Y/niee what's happening bby! You don't look fine to me, is there something you want to tell me?" He says while holding your hand, "yoonieee i..i don't want this dream to end" you finally say "love look at me!" He says while softly making you face him, "y/n i know our journey has been full of ups and downs, i know this all feels like a dream, coz that's how i feel too.. who could guess i had fall in love without even having a conversation with them, but see here we are!!" even though you don't get hold or clue of any of whatever happening you could feel sincerity through his words, his eyes and his actions and unknowingly nodd to him.

Feeling a bit reassured He kisses your knuckles, "Now don't cry hmnn.. i promise to make it up for everything y/nieee, but for now you go and get ready then we'll go and have lunch with boys, then we will do whatever you want okay" he says while getting up and slowly making you stand up from the bed, while he's still holding your hands and taking you towards what it seems like bathroom. To your surprise everything in his house is so grand yet so simple and sober just THE MIN YOONGI of STYLE/VIBE!

"Now don't cry okay, and don't worry I'll keep your clothes ready for you in the changing room, now go and get freshen up hmnn, i love you kitten" with saying that he gives you a sweet peck "i.i..i love you too yoons" and close the door to hide your silly smile and your flushed cheeks, "aigooo my kitten is so shy" you could hear yoongi laughing and leaving from there.

Finally you face yourself in the mirror and pinch your cheeks a lill hard expecting to wake up from your dream and voila here comes NOTHING!! To your shock you are still in what it happens to be yoongi's house's bathroom! Unable to understand anything, you think maybe this some kind of silly dream of yours but even after trying to wake yourself up for 100007777777.. times now, you think if you aren't able to wake-up maybe god is being too kind to you.. and is giving you a huge bonus for your bad days by letting you live this dream a little longer and maybe instead of panicking or going crazy you should just grab this opportunity to be with the man you love and just go with the flow!

Accepting your own advice you take shower and get ready in beautiful dress choosed by yoongi and come out nervously wearing it, meanwhile yoongi himself looking absolutely stunningly gorgeous that you can't help but feel dizzy of how beautiful he can be. As soon as he spots you he comes towards you while making eye contact with you and pulls you by your waist making you gasp! "You look so beautiful my queen" he says while tucking your hair strand back, "says who himself, looks like a king landed from dreamland" you respond him shyly looking down unable to hide how flustered you're by his compliments and the closeness you both are sharing, thinking how dreamy this all is. He bits his lips, "you know darling these little trivial habits of yours make me go insane for you, you know how much i love when you blush so much and the reason behind it is me, no matter how much hard you try to act cool darling i can know how you feel just by looking at you!" At this point you're nothing more than a melting puddle, in attempt to hide your face you, cover your face with your palms "love don't hide beautiful face of yours that i wish to see 24x7, just know i love you so much" yoongi lovingly pull your hands towards him and places them on his chest while his own resting on your waist.

"Yoon"

"Y/n"

"aren't we supposed to go somewhere?"

"you know I'm having second thoughts maybe i should call members and cancel the lunch" "yahhhh don't be ridiculous they must have made themselves available for you, now if you cancel on them how would they feel yoongs?" "Yaahhh what do you mean by FOR ME y/niee, its for us, they all love you so much, don't you remember how they didn't wanted to get up early on week off and only agreed upon coming for lunch only after you persuaded them!!" you simply nodd in amusement on how long and unbelievable this dream of yours is turning into. Although you soon stop thinking about it as yoongi intertwines your both hands and start walking out of the bedroom, and your stunned by how well his house is, just how you had imagined, out of curiosity you manage to ask him something that has been bothering you "yoongs where is holly?", "oh yeah i totally forgot to tell you, i had asked hyung if he could pickup holly and take care of him for a day or two and he happily agreed and took him today morning, sorry bby you couldn't say bye to him, but i knew if you had been awake you had never let holly go, and i wanted to spend sometime with you, plus we had to meet m.." shushhhhhhh yoonie why are you giving me such detailed explanation, i understand you hmn, i asked you coz i miss him but i know it's good that he's at your brother's place, atleast he'll not have to stay alone while we go out, i trust you yoons! now lets go" you said while looking at him lovingly, yoongi immediately pulling you into a quick hug, "you always make me want to love you even more y/niee" and again intertwining your hands you both walk out of his house and now driving towards what it looks like the place you're about to meet bangtan, but suddenly yoongi makes his way toward a huge building, and before you know you're entering into hybe???

You immediately look towards yoongi, being both nervously yet confused; about why did he took you over to his workplace suddenly, and just like he received your telepathy he immediately understanding your expressions, he explains you how he had a small business to complete, and he promises it won't take any long time, it was so sudden and urgent that he had to stop over and that till the time being you can wait in his studio, you understand his situation and most important know how much he loves his work, what if its a silly dream still 'MIN YOONGI IS MIN YOONGI after all!!!'

Nervous about how to react, yoongi reaches out to you opening your side of car door for you to come out, and hold your hands softly, "Don't worry bby, everyone is familiar with you now, no one is gonna question you anything hmnn! As soon as you arrive in the building you could practically feel almost every eye on you, not in any bad way but eyes admiring you both, few of the staff greeting you both, suddenly yoongi stops on his tracks while receiving a phone call and quickly ends his call asks you go in his studio next door, you panic because wtf you don't know the password to his studio! when he again comes back running, you both say together,

"yoons the password?"

"Y/n here your phone",

again you both say together "Whattttt?"

"y/n did you forgot the password to my studio, aishhh it's our birthday pabo, 3959" he says slightly chuckling "you keep forgetting things bby, you even forget to take your phone with you last night and let it be on our couch, i remembered to take it while we were leaving! Now don't worry, I'll come back quickly! you make yourself comfortable in studio" he quickly brushed his hands over yours reassuring you. both of you not knowing someone had been watching your actions from far. Before you knew, you felt someone's gaze on you both so you quickly turn, only to meet another cat like eyes that you always admired from far and yoongi immediately pulling him into a friendly hug. ''o woozisii you remember me mentioning about my girl right, here she is l/n y/n,'' ''and y/n this is jihoon aka woozi, well ofcourse you don't need his introduction afterall you've been following his music from sometime already'' he said smiling widely towards both of you, meanwhile you and woozi nod your heads and bow to greet eachother. "okay you guys please get comfortable talking with each other, i've some urgent work to complete so i'll get going.. I'll soon come back after which we will get going y/niee okay hmnn..'' "and I'll see you around woozisii'' he quickly shook his hands towards him and gave you look of assurance and then left.

''So y/nssi how long have you been knowing hyung!'' woozi suddenly ask you, firstly not expecting to meet or see him and then him asking you questions makes you freeze at the spot. not knowing why the hell are you feeling so nervous for no proper reason, this is a dream after all!!! whereas woozi continuing to what it seems more likely to interrogate you, ''you don't look used to him, do you?? well don't get me wrong or freakout y/nssi..by any chance is it a case like you don't remember anything of past and remember being in 2023 and waking upto 2026???''

''WHAT IN THE FREAKING WORLD!!!'' is all you manage to speak out.

to be continued....

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okay guys so finally, this was first part to my series.. how was it? did you guys liked or enjoyed?? well i hope you did!!! also an important update, I'll upload chapters of this series after every 3/4 days!!

so request are STILL OPEN💌 for imagines/reaction, scenarios, thoughts, text post, drabbles and timestamps.

PLEASE GIVE YOUR VALUEABLE FEEDBACKS!!!!!💌

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styxnstars · 10 months

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Okokok so I'm gonna make a positive rant for a minute so bear with me...

Baby Smurf is THE CUTEST baby I've ever seen in cartoon media ever. 💙💙💙

I don't normally like children, but he's so frickin adorable and I genuinely wanna raise him as my own. And I'm sure Johan would be more than happy to raise Baby Smurf with me (´꒳`)♡ We would be perfect parents!! 🩷

And the way that Smurfette cares for Baby Smurf is so sweet, she's like a mother to him and it's so wholesome!! 💖 I hc Smurfette gives Baby Smurf to Johan and I every night since we both love him so much <3 We're not quite ready to have a child of our own, so we practice taking care of Baby Smurf! ^3^

But I think the thing that really pulls at my heartstrings the most is how much of a softie Grouchy Smurf is towards Baby Smurf,,, 🥺🩵 The fact that he hates everything and everyone except Baby Smurf really goes to show how he genuinely feels about babies 💕 Like Grouchy took Baby with him to a literal forest bc he didn't want Feathers to take him back, how adorable and sweet is that?? 🥺😢😭💕💖🩷

In short, Baby Smurf deserves all the love in the world and is the most precious baby bean ever 💕💕💕

#the smurfs #baby smurf #smurfette #grouchy smurf #papa smurf #80s cartoons #screenshots #my headcanons #eclipse rambles #I BELIEVE IN BABY SMURF SUPREMACY AND HE MUST BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS ✊️💙

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en-hale · 2 years

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Enhypen and Their Tall Boyfriends ♡‧₊˚

En-Hale Comeback ~~ manifesto Day 16

☻ requested! by Anon, "OMG i’m so happy request are open again😫!! anyways could you right enhypen members with a male reader thats taller than them? ive been looking for them but can’t find any🙁"

pairing ≕ boyfriend!enha x male!reader

warning ≕ none !!

author's note ≕ Some fluffy mlm content! This was my favorite request by far. I had so much fun writing this (My favorite one is Jay, jungwon, and Ni-Ki's) Enjoy! Tune in tomorrow for day 17 at 10pm CST!

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𐂂 Heeseung ≕ Heeseung's already tall and you're only just a few inches taller, and he hates it when you tease him about it. He use to being the tall one in the relationship, so it's different for him. Even though he'll treat you like the small one, in private, Heeseung's favorite thing is to cuddle up in a ball against your long torso and nap. He would never admit it to anyone else but he loves it when you treat him like he's the most precious thing you've ever seen. Poking his cheek, ruffling his hair, calling him cute. But he still can't get over the fact that you're taller than him, so there have been many picture where Heeseung is standing on a box to be taller, but it doesn't matter, cause you know he's your short king👑

𓊿 Jay ≕ He's not so bothered that you're taller than him, he's mostly thankful that you are. Because then that means you can do things for him that he can find a way out of. Changing a lightbulb, grabbing something from the top shelf, helping him hang his clothes. Jay sees this as an opportunity to be even lazier. However, while you do stuff for him, he'll take pictures and post them on his private stories. "My handy boyfriend🥺" he'd caption it. You'd see it later and take a picture of him knocked out on the couch and caption it, "My lazy boyfriend who makes me change lightbulbs cause I'm taller🙄"

ꈊ Jake ≕ Even though you're taller than him, he still finds you adorable, more so because you're super clumsy and he loves it. You'll trip over your feet every once and a while and he'll coo and awe at you calling you, "big Bambi" and you have no clue why. You'll hit your head on doorways and tree branches and open cabinets in the kitchen and he'll rub your forehead and call you his "clumsy boy" among numerous other nicknames. He has a collection of you on his phone getting hurt and finds it to be the best thing ever. On every month's anniversary, he makes a collage of funny photos and videos of you and say, "happy 11 months to the hottest ball of clumsy I know😘"

𖠪 Sunghoon ≕ Along with being taller than him, you're also older, and he despises it. You do stuff on purpose that you know would get on his nerves, like telling him to use the right honorifics when talking to you and he does that really cute gritting teeth thing that you love. However, Sunghoon is the biggest in terms of muscles, so he still has a very big advantage over you. He wins all the mini wrestling matches you both have. When you're acting up and ignoring him, he'll throw you over his shoulder until you stop acting like a big baby. He'll always win the tickling matches, and every so often when you want to show him your muscles progress and challenge him to an arm-wrestling match, but of course, he wins. It's okay though, cause you pat his head and call him cute and you get to see his teeth-gritting thing again.

𓄊 Sunoo ≕ He loves that you're taller than him because that means he can wear all of your clothes. Even if they're a little baggy on him, he loves them. You'll find him tangled in the bedsheets in one of your t-shirts that's way too big for him but he's the cutest. Going out, you'll notice he'll always have something of yours on, whether that be a hoodie or sweatshirt or pants. Somedays, you'll wake up, and you swear half your closet is missing clothes. And you can't get mad at him for it cause it's Sunoo and he's the light of your life. However, When he doesn't ask (which he doesn't have to, but you like teasing him), you'll hold that pair of clothing in the air and tell him to come and get it. His little jumps are nothing compared to your height. But it's cute seeing him try.

𓃠 Jungwon ≕ THE BIGGEST BABY EVER OMG. You might not think he's a clingy person, but my god, Jungwon loves to cling to you. He loves cuddling up to you, sleeping on your chest, lap, etc. It doesn't matter if they're an extra chair, he'll always sit in your lap and lay his head on your shoulder. He loves when you pick him up, and he doesn't care how, over the shoulder, bridal style, him wrapping his legs around your waist, piggyback rides -- he'll take them all. Jungwon is such a baby that when he sees you he has to hug you around the neck cause he loves the feeling of your strong arms around his waist. Leader Jungwon becomes mushy goo around his taller boo thing.

𓄂 Ni-Ki ≕ You tease him about being short, so he'll tease you about being tall. He'll take pictures of the both of you and he'll purposely not get your head in it and it'll only be your neck down. But you'll tease him back, so when he says something, you'll purposely lean down and listen closely as if he's too short for you to hear. It's really just a back-and-forth thing with the both of you. When it's hot, he'll ask if your head's getting too hot up there, and vice versa. It's fine though because you know when he's done teasing he'll cuddle up against you on the couch and act like a big baby while playing his games. So who's the winner now?

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