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littleocean-rose · 8 months

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Our Little Star

Summary: While walking on the way to a pet store to look for a kitten you want to adopt, you trace your hand over your soulmate tattoo on your wrist, the black ink reading one little word on your skin. Byeol. You stare at it, like you’ve done countless times in your life, wondering if you’ll ever meet your soulmate one day.

AU: non-idol, soulmate Pairings: Choi San x reader Warnings: none Word count: 2.1k

A/N: words cannot describe how many people I would kill for Byeol. I love her, I adore, I want to hold and kiss her, she is the most precious baby out there. San I love you but I WILL steal your cat. (jk I’m stealing you both-)

The world was full of different ways for people to meet their soulmate.

Some had it easy. Seeing each other in their dreams, able to communicate their names and location to the other. Dreamers had it the easiest by far, followed by Inkers. Inkers had the ability to communicate to their soulmate by writing on their skin, the words and marks appearing on the others’ skin, allowing them to write down names and numbers and locations. Visionaries were the third lucky ones, getting to see a glimpse of what their soulmate was seeing every now and then, taking in the scenery of where they were, what they were doing.

Others weren’t so lucky. Stringers had that little red thread attached to their pinkies, leading them to their soulmate, but never knowing how close they were to them. For all they knew, that little red string could run across an entire continent or over an ocean. All they knew was what direction their soulmate was in. Phrasers and Tattooists also had it hard. They could go their entire lives without ever meeting their soulmate, hoping to find someone with a matching tattoo, or listening desperately for the words that matched the ink on their skin. Colorists were among that class, too—their world monotone and grey until they finally laid eyes upon their soulmate, their world suddenly bursting into color the moment they found their other half.

Then there were the unlucky ones. Counters, those with timers on their wrists, were ones you always felt bad for. While some times Counters had their timers counting down until the moment they met their soulmate, others had timers that counted down until the moment their soulmate died. There were those who felt their soulmate’s pain, or shared the same wounds as them. Those who bloomed flowers from their skin, flowers that matched the emotions of what their soulmate was feeling. Signs you did in fact have a soulmate but were never given any indication of how they would know they even met them.

You were in the class of Phrasers, your soulmate mark being the first thing you would hear your soulmate say. Some had whole sentences, but you? You had a single word. Byeol. You remembered when you were a child how you obsessed over the word, looking up the definition and seeing it was of Korean origin. So growing up, you learned to speak Korean, studying it every moment you could, until you were fluent in it by the age of thirteen. Your parents encouraged you, just as eager as you to meet your soulmate, and when you hit the age of eighteen, they tearfully drove you to the airport so you could catch your flight to South Korea.

While they supported your decision, they still were sad to see you leaving to live in another country.

It wasn’t like you didn’t visit—you did every chance you could, which was usually every other year, but you were still their only child, and they missed always seeing you in person.

But here you were, nearly seven years later, and you still hadn’t met your soulmate. While it did dampen your spirits, you decided to stop trying so hard to find them. Not because you were quitting and giving up on the idea, no. What was the point of stressing over it? You’d leave it to Fate—if you found them, hey, great! If not, then, well, that didn’t mean you couldn’t start a romance with someone else.

You glanced down at the word again, fingers tracing over the ink as you walked into the pet store. You had recently moved into a new apartment so you could be closer to your job, and you were beyond ecstatic to discover it was a pet friendly home. Wasting no time, you had run out of the house first thing after breakfast on your day off to get yourself a new little companion. While you were originally planning to get one from a shelter, it was on the other side of the city, and you didn’t feel up for the long journey.

Instantly you went to the pets section, face lighting up at the cute animals in their enclosures. You went by the birds, taking a moment to admire their pretty plumage and beautiful songs, and then past the fluffy bunnies. You passed by mice next, stopping to watch them run through their little tubes, and then stopped to watch one of the hamsters run on his wheel. Of course you had to stop and look at the puppies, cooing at how adorable they were, watching them tumble over each other as they played. You had thought about getting a puppy, but in the end you just couldn’t pass up the idea of getting a kitten.

Which was why you were now in front of the cat enclosures. You took the time to look over each cat, aww-ing over their adorable little faces and fuzzy paws that reached out past the bars of their cages. There were some adult cats, a pretty calico catching your eye as you walked by, and then a cute tabby who seemed hyped on caffeine as he bounced off the walls, smacking around one of his toys and making you laugh. Then you reached the kitten area, and your heart melted.

They were at different stages of growth, some bordering on young teen, while others still seemed to wobble a little as they stood. One kitten in particular caught your eye. It was a siamese, large blue eyes staring up at you as it rolled over on its back with a long stretch and yawn, having just woke up from its nap.

One of the employees approached you, a wide smile pulling at his lips. You glanced at his name tag. Wooyoung. “Hello! Did you see someone you wanted to go say hi to?”

You nodded, pointing at the little siamese kitten. “Yeah, if that’s okay?”

The employee nodded. “Yeah, of course! Let me take you in.” Another employee passed the two of you, tall and blonde as he approached another customer that had also been looking at the cat display. You followed Wooyoung to the door where he unlocked it, letting you to get a closer look at the cats. As you entered, a barrage of mewls filled the room, and you couldn’t help but coo at how adorable they all sounded. “Hey guys, we have a visitor! Be on your best behaviors, okay?” Another series of meows filled the air, making the employee grin. “Anyway, go right on ahead and take a look! I’ll be right here to answer any questions you have!”

You thanked Wooyoung, starting with the cages at the back first. You heard the door open again, glancing over to see that same tall employee from earlier enter. “Hey, Yunho! Oh, another person interested in getting a– oh, it’s you again!” You tuned out their conversation, putting all your focus on the cats before you. An orange tabby, curled up into a ball, softly chittered in its sleep, and you nearly had to bite your fist from cooing as to not wake it up from its dream.

You looked over each cat, making your way slowly back to the siamese from earlier, until finally you were standing before its cage. It meowed softly at you, kneading the soft pillow it was sitting on. “She’s only been here a week, that one. She was left at our door in the middle of the night with her siblings in a box. The others have all found homes, she’s the only one left now.”

“Aww, that’s sad. At least they weren’t left on the side of the road or something,” you murmured. Wooyoung nodded.

“Yeah, I’m glad we could find them all good homes.” You heard quiet murmuring from behind you, the employee Yunho talking to his customer. Wooyoung gave a hum. “If you had to name her, what name would you give?”

You thought for a second, looking back into her big blue eyes. You swore you could see stars in her eyes, a hint of a pink galaxy, and one word came to mind. You smiled softly.

“Byeol.”

Your eyes widened, turning around to the other person who had uttered the word. Your focus landed on the other customer, his expression full of shock just like yours. At the same time you both looked down at your wrists, and with a quiet gasp you noticed that your soulmate tattoo was now red. This was him. This was your soulmate. After years of searching, you had finally found him.

You locked eyes with him, taking in his features as he did the same with you. His eyes reminded you of a cat’s, and at the corners of his excited smile were two adorable little dimples that you couldn’t look away from. His hair was pink, and you wondered if that had been the pink you had seen reflected in the kitten’s eyes earlier. You never thought you’d find someone who could rock pink hair so well, and it seemed you were proven wrong in the best way.

“Hi,” he breathed, smile growing, turning his eyes into cute little crescents. It was an absolutely adorable sight, your heart doing a little flip at it. You were sure your cheeks were a light pink, matching his, and you barely registered the fact that Wooyoung and Yunho were quietly squealing to themselves while watching the two of you.

“Hi,” you replied, cheeks hurting from how hard you were smiling. “So, Byeol, huh?”

The male grinned, chuckling lightly as he looked over at the kitten. “Yeah, I swear I saw stars in her eyes.”

“Me too…” You faded off, and the male sheepishly scratched at his neck.

“Sorry. San, my name is Choi San.” He held his hand out to you, and you spotted the red tattoo on his inner wrist. Byeol. You smiled again, taking his hand, noting how small and soft it was, and how perfectly yours fit in it.

You gave him your name, his eyes lighting up. “What a pretty name,” he murmured, cheeks flushing at realizing he said that out loud. You laughed, finding his behavior sweet, warmth blooming in your chest at knowing you’d probably get along with San just fine. He cleared his throat, motioning to the kitten. “Since you’re adopting her, I am demanding visiting rights.”

Amused, you fought down another smile, raising an eyebrow. “Oh? Demanding visiting rights?”

“That’s correct. I’ve had my eye on that little baby since yesterday, but it seems you unfortunately beat me to adopting her. So, therefore, I am demanding visiting rights.”

You gave a thoughtful hum, pretending to think over the decision. You could see San trying to fight down a smile as well, loving how you were playing along. You tapped your chin in thought. “Hm, I think I can allow that. How does Thursday sound?”

“Perfect,” he answered. He pulled out his phone, holding it out to you. “I’m going to need your contact information to know where the visiting rights will be held, and how to get ahold of you for said visits.”

You held out your phone for him to take as you took his. “Of course.” The both of you exchanged contact information, handing each other back your phones, and you couldn’t fight off the smile any more. “San, it’s been an absolute pleasure meeting you.”

“It really has been. I’m so glad I decided to wait until today to come back for Byeol.” He offered you a shy smile. “I’ll… text you later, then…?”

“Please, any time you want.” Your fingers traced over your tattoo. “I’ll see you Thursday the, Mister Choi. With Byeol in tow, of course.”

He laughed, the sound like music to your ears, and you decided you wanted to spend the rest of your life listening to it. He rubbed at his neck again, your eyes flickering over and spotting the smattering of freckles along his skin. Everything about him was so cute. “Alright then. I’ll see you Thursday.” San gave you a little wave as he left the room, and you waved back, watching him leave until he was out of sight. As you gave a happy sigh, the two employees beside you gave quiet squeals.

“Oh my god we must be matchmakers, I have never seen two soulmates meet before in my life!”

“That was so cute, I wanted to scream! You two are so cute!” You blushed at their words, ducking your head as you gave a shy laugh, thanking them. Wooyoung cooed over the moment a little longer before finally moving on to the adoption process for Byeol.

As you walked out the store with your new little friend, you found yourself smiling as you looked at the notification on your phone.

Sannie Hey~

Sannie Be careful with the little star now! She’s our fragile little baby after all!

You shook your head with a laugh.

You couldn’t wait until Thursday came around.

A/N: heeey! Don't worry, I'm still working on Guardians! It's just longer than I expected it to be, and motivation to write has been a little low lately. But! Here's my first tumblr post! Hope it was alright, please leave some feedback if you liked it!

Thank you, have a good night/day everyone! ♡

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tarotwithavi · 9 months

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Letter from your soulmate

How to choose a pile?

Take a deep breath and gently close your eyes. Politely request your spirit guides to reveal the appropriate pile meant for you, then open your eyes. Whichever pile captures your attention is the one meant for you.

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Pile 1

My lovely apple pie,

As I sit here, pen in hand, my heart overflows with emotions for you. I want you to know that I understand how incredibly challenging and exhausting life has been for you lately. I can feel your pain, and it pains me deeply too. I yearn to be there for you, to hold you close, and to be your source of strength and comfort. Every tear you shed echoes in my soul, and I wish I could wipe them away. The distance between us feels like an insurmountable obstacle, but please believe me when I say that I would cross oceans and traverse mountains just to be by your side. However, I also realize that now might not be the ideal time for us to fully come together. We both need to heal, to mend the wounds of the past, so that we can create a love that is pure, unburdened by old hurts.

Always remember that even though we might not physically be together, I am there with you in the depths of my heart, forever connected in the 5D. In moments of doubt or despair, recall the strength of our love and how much you mean to me. You are more precious to me than words can ever express. I confess that my love for you is so profound, it sometimes scares me. My protective instincts arise because I cannot bear the thought of anything or anyone causing you harm. And yet, I know I must let you be, let you experience life's journey and growth, but please know that my love is unwavering.

As time passes, and we heal, I hope we can build something magical together, something that surpasses all expectations of love and happiness. Until then, I'll be waiting, cherishing every moment we've shared, and dreaming of our beautiful future together.

With all my love and devotion,

Pile 2

My Dearest creampie ,

I hope this letter finds you well, though my heart feels heavy knowing that you're not taking proper care of yourself. Witnessing you neglect your own well-being pains me deeply, and I can't bear to see you hurting, physically or emotionally. Please know that I'm here for you, always ready to lend a listening ear or a comforting embrace. I understand that you might be going through a tough time, and your anger is justified. However, I plead with you not to direct that anger towards your own body. It's a vessel that carries your beautiful soul and deserves to be treated with love and care. Take a moment to breathe, to pause, and let the anger subside. Embrace the world's beauty, for there's so much joy and wonder waiting for you.

Just today, I took a leisurely walk and stumbled upon the most enchanting garden. Butterflies danced around, birds sang sweet melodies, and the fragrance of blooming flowers filled the air, blessing the entire place with serenity. In that moment, my heart longed for you to be there by my side, your gentle touch as I lay my head on your lap, listening to you speak passionately about the things you love. You are the light in my life, and I cherish every moment we share. I love you with all my heart, and my affection for you grows with each passing day. You deserve all the love, happiness, and beauty that this world has to offer. And one day, I promise to show you just how much I love and adore you in every way possible.

Please take care of yourself, my love, for your well-being means everything to me. I'll be here, holding you close in my thoughts, sending you all the love and support you need. Remember that you're never alone in this journey, and I'll always be here, ready to walk beside you, hand in hand.

With all my love and devotion,

Pile 3

My dear pumpkin pie

I hope this letter finds you well and fills your heart with warmth. The wait has been long, but I promise it was worth it. You are the missing piece in my life, and I can't wait to finally hold you in my arms. Your patience and dedication have touched me deeply. You've shown me what true love is, and I promise to cherish and protect our bond with all my heart. From the moment we meet, my devotion to you will be unwavering, and my love for you will only grow stronger with each passing day. As I think of our future together, I can't help but smile at the countless adventures we'll embark on. With you by my side, life will be an exciting journey filled with joy, laughter, and love.

In your presence, time seems to slow down, and every moment becomes magical. Your smile brightens even the darkest days, and your laughter is music to my soul. You are the light that guides me through life's ups and downs, and I promise to be your constant support in return. Know that I am here for you, no matter what life throws our way. Together, we can overcome any challenge and savor every beautiful moment that life has in store for us. I can't wait to see the world through your eyes and share my dreams with you. Your dreams are my dreams, and I promise to do everything I can to help them come true. With each beat of my heart, I am reminded of the love I hold for you. It's a love that knows no bounds and only grows stronger with time. You are my everything, and I am forever grateful to have you in my life.

Until we meet, my love, know that you are always in my thoughts and prayers. I eagerly await the day when our souls will finally unite, and we'll begin our beautiful journey together.

Yours forever,

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unabashednightmarepizza · 8 months

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𝐵𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ, 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝐸𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑎𝑚𝑒!

Summary: A funny game that showed the Marauders that you and Sirius were more than just lovers: You two were soulmates... That knew what the other was exactly thinking in the most creepy way possible.

A/N: Another day, another me not knowing what I actually wrote so... Hope It's as fluffy as I wanted it to be.

Inspiration: this, this, this

People never knew how you and Sirius got along, yet alone dating each other.

It wasn't because of hard feelings, though you were sure some of the girls planned your death already, but more like... Curiousity. And both of you understood where it came from.

He was loud, way too cheerful, loved pranking people( especially Severus even though you and Lily told them not to do that), he flirted with anyone possible and he used to even bring them into his dorm and perhaps did Godric knows what.

He was the Casanova of Hogwarts and you were... Well, you were you.

Painfully so.

It wasn't that you didn't like the way you are, though you could get awkward sometimes because of socialising for a long time. You were a quiet one unlike him, professors loved you dearly and you had enough of a friend group that loved each other, you loved reading books and getting lost in them and even preferred to be alone most of the times...

You two were very different, yet those differences were what made you both love the other fiercely.

Because no one knew behind that flirting façade of Sirius, was a boy who just wanted to have someone's unconditional love and attention. Years of abuse and neglect from his parents' did that to him. Not everyone knew that even if he would bring someone, he would never bring himself to do anything.

Because deep down, he craved a closure. Love that slowly filled your every sense until there was nothing but that flutterimg feeling. He didn't want a simple hook-up, even if people often thought he enjoyed doing that. He wanted something precious, something worth fighting for, something long-lasting.

Something that made his chest burst with joy, something that would give him power when he thought he would never stand back up again to fight.

Someone that brought him simple pleasures, a simple life of just watching his love and himself growing old together and having a good life together, away from any kind of chaos.

And you? You understood him, the real him, behind that mask and slowly crumbled his walls. You didn't carr about his reputation and gave hım a chance, after witnessing how he followed after you for a month without getting tired and didn't even bat an eye on another person until you said yes, and then officially got together.

Then, much to the others' chagrin, he never went back to his old self.

And after that, completely baring yourselves our? It was pure happiness for both of you. Contrary to popular belief, with him being a Black, he wasn't a manipulative bastard as some others worried.

He was the sweetest person ever.

He always waited for you before your house with a giddy smile and kissed you good morning, his lips lingering on your cheeks or lips for a bit longer to savour your warmth with his hands on your cheeks tilting your head up bringing butterflies to your heart, before he gathered you between his arms and led you to Great Hall to have a grab of your favourites.

He always noticed little signs about you, whenever you got uncomfortable in the slightest. He noticed how your eyes would cast down and drop tiredly when your social battery went down and had to take a breathe away from all the crowd around you. He would always tap your shoulder gently and lead you outside and then talk about anything that came to his mind with a stutter.

He couldn't help it, you always looked so adorable and amazing with his jacker over your shoulders!

He never would admit it, but talking to you made him nervous. He didn't know if it was a good one or not, but all he knew was that he didn't want you to think of him like the others did.

He wanted you to see him who was serious about his feelings for you.

Because they were... They are the most serious feelings and thoughts he ever had for someone, and you were the best thing that happened to him. You were what brightened his days, what gave him hope for another day, the one who showed him that he deserved to be loved through your gentle kisses and tender touched every time he came close to you, laid on you even if it could sometimes irritate you.

That was because of your love... He didn't realize how you tried to be more touchy with him, but absolutely hissed at anyone who wasn't Sirius who tried to do the same to you. You let hım lay on your lap, rest his head on your shoulder, kiss your neck and tickle you...

But never did you ever allow anyone else to do the same, and when James cheekily pointed that out to hım... His heart stopped beating for a second and he blushed so fiercely that everyone teased hım for it for days.

Then he cried one night, sent everyone into panic as they apologized profusely as the drama Queen he was but that was another story

He thought back to that time when he met you, a beautiful and fragile thing as he... destroyed someone's face for daring to touch his friends. Out of everything that could happen that day, seeing his literal soulmate, the other half of his soul, was definetly not on his list. He didn't even think he would have someone that understood him and loved him, especially after all that rumors about him sleeping with everyone possible and the reputation his family had.

But he did actually met that person... And turns out, he was wrong.

And it came in the form of... A pretty human cheering for him as he beated someone in the courtyard for bullying his friends and assaulting girls.

"Yeah, from the other side, the right side! It's his weakest point! If you are gonna punch someone, at least do it in the right way!" The young adult demonstrated how he should punch with their own as they cheered for him, happily watching hım beat the shit out of that damned boy as everyone else was left in shock.

And when you came skipping to him with a smile as you gushed out to him and how cool he looked, he knew that he would do anything to get your attention for the rest of his life.

And now, he had been the happiest he had ever been as ever. His days were no longer dull and he wasn't that empty boy who played around. He was someone who dedicated his everything to his lover, a decent boy who loved his friends and lover and spent almost every minute with them.

And today was yet another day you would spend the night with him.

He and James sneaked you and Lily inside their dorm for a fun night together, playing different games. Everyone greeted you happily, making small talk as Sirius LED you to where his bed was.

After making sure that it was presentable and not dirty with some leftovers, not that you cared much because... Well, boys were boys.

Sirius' back was against his own bed as his legs dangled off from the corners, arms thightly wrapped around your waist as your back was pressed against his chest. He smiled happily and snuggled into your hair with his nose, making you giggle at his cuteness as you turned to take his face between your palms.

"Awfully cuddly today, aren't we?"

"When I have a gorgeous lover like you? No doubt yes, darling..."

He peppered kisses all over your face as you giggled and pushed hım away to no avail, after all, he was much stronger and bigger than you. You never said much about him smothering you, who in their right minds would complain about their lover showing them love?

Besides, seeing Sirius almost radiating with happiness was enough of a reason for you to be happy as well.

Sappy lovers, who?

"My handsome boy, you were so good at the match, I'm so proud-" you played with his hair softly, putting a strand behind his ear a she smiled when a fake annoyed voice cut you in the middle.

"Okay, Okay, Pads, we get it! You two are very much so in love..."

Sirius slowly lifted his head to look at his very much so agitated yet happy friend with squeezed eyes. You giggled at how adorable and silly he looked with his hair bonnet on, looking like a middle-aged woman. He would always fake offence and gasp dramatically whenever you said this, flipping his hair to your face before he leant over your frame and corner you.

Your breath would be caught in your throat, blushing madly as a sudden hot feeling would fill you at the sight of his handsome face close to you and his lanky yet strong body pressed to your own.

Usually, this often meant a hot and heavy make-out that would surely leave you as a mess and also make both of you late to your classes...

But not with the bonnet.

My hair is my second everything, love! You are the first, and my luxirous hair is fhe second, I have to take care of it!

He pouted a bit at his friend's teasing, putting his head down on top of your head as he smirked at his best friends who chuckled at the whiny James that got out. He didn't take what James said seriously, because he exactly knew why he was being like this.

He and Lily were still at that stage where everything was on a thin line and everything depended on him and how he behaved.

"Oh, I see what it is~" James gulped nervously as he looked at his bestfriend with hooded eyes, daring him to say anything about the way he was a simp for Lily when Sirius threw his arms to the air and he deadpanned at the black haired boy.

"You are jealous of our soulmate bond!"

"Soulmate bond?" Lily questioned as she looked at you and smiled sweetly. People didn't take her as someone who was into this type of things, but truth is, she adored the idea of finding someone just like yourself that completed you and spend the rest of your life with that kind of commitment and security.

"It's when they know what the other will say or do." Remus explained from next to her on his bed without taking his eye away from the glasses he was fixing and she nodded, turning her face to watch the couple and the boy she definetly didn't like.

"Yeah, sure you git... I'm sure you guys also know what the other thinks." He grumbled under his breath as you raised your brows.

"You don't believe us, Jamie?" You teased him back just as Sirius did, and he smiled down at you proudly and smooched your cheeks.

He really rubbed off you and he could cry at how cute and hot you were to hım in his eyes at that moment.

James huffed out as Remus watched his friends with a smirk. James didn't know it but you two trully knew what the other was exactly thinking, much to the fear of him.

He witnessed it once, when you gave every little object Sirius had forgotten as he listed them, and then his favourite treats at the same time he was saying how nice it would be to have them.

Needless to say, that day was the day Sirius insisted you were the one for him and he was going to marry you, talking Remus' ear off with how much he said the exact same words all the time.

And now, it was his time to watch a flabbergasted James at that.

"Yeah, I don't believe you lots! How can someone know what their lover thinks?"

"Okay, then! Give us a random letter and we will say what word we thought and see if they're the same!" Sirius raised his brows jokingly, daring him to do that as James straightened and silked his shoulders.

That was competition now.

And his honor was at stake.

He was so going to prove you both wrong.

"Okay, fine, then... M!"

"Man!" You both looked at each other weirdly before bursting out laughing at how disappointedly you said the word.

"What did my kind do to you?!"

"I don't know! It just left me like that..!"

Everyone in the room was full on laughter with amazed eyes at how tuned the word left you both as James' jaw was hang open but he soon, pulled himself together and said another letter.

He was going to prove that this was just a coincidence... It was one, right?

"F!"

"Fuck!"

"B!"

"Bitches!"

Both you and Sirius cackled as you laid on his bed sideways, his arm under your head while he was propped on his elbow and tried to control his breathing after laughing that hard. You both were shaking from the amusement of the situation and the shocked stares of everyone as they laughed alongside you.

Not James though. He couldn't believe his own eyes and ears at what was happening. What kind of witchery he was witnessing right now?

"D!" James really wanted to try his chance one more time, so that he could have at least a little ounce of his honor in Lily's eyes who was also laughing too hard while looking between their friends and into his eyes with gleaming green ones that left hım breathless.

Maybe, this wasn't so bad-

"Dick!"

"WHY DID I SAY THAT?!" You stopped your laughing as the room almost boomed with your laughs, Sirius looking at you with wide eyes at how fast it left his mouth and looked at you worriedly if that made you uncomfortable. It was no secret to you or anyone in the room of his atraction to both gender, but never did he ever say this out loud.

At least, like this.

Merlin, that's SO embrassing... What if they think of me weird? Or that I'm not satisfied with them, didn't love them-

But it only made you laugh harder and hit his chest in the middle of your laughing fit as Sirius looked at you in shock and tender love, his eyes watering slightly at how happy you looked.

Sirius always loved that side of you the most perhaps, if he had to pick one. You weren't usually a touchy person, very unlike him, but when you were comfortable and happy with someone, you would always touch them in some way and even hit them playfully while laughing at something.

And he was glad to be that someone for you, as you both laid together in his dorm, surrounded with people you both loved and completely loosing yourselves over how funny this whole thing was.

But the best one hadn't come yet, and as you both tried to lay back on your backs... Only one word left you two, which resulted with both of you loosing balance and finding yourselves on either side of his bed on the ground.

"nAHH!"

Both of you fell down the bed while wheezing on the floor desperately, tummy hurting from how hard you both laughed as Lily tried to walk towards you and pull you up as Remus did the same with Sirius but they both fell on the ground as you two rolled over, doubling in laughter. You pulled your legs to your chest as Sirius punched the carpet in laughter, both your friends who tried to help you but failed and gave up, and instead joined you two as well.

"Even their 'nah' is the same... This is not soulmate shite now, this is plain creepy." James muttered under his breath but still smiled at his friend's happiness, the wide smile over Sirius' lips being a first in a long time. He had never seen the flirtitous man so stupidly in love, so much of a "simp" for the person he loves as Sirius liked to call James as.

And he knew at that moment as you both held onto each other to get up with hiccuped giggles and kissed the other sweetly, that James didn't have any doubts you and Sirius had each other's backs for the rest of your lives.

And when everyone slowly drifted to peaceful sleep after a fun night together full of happines and laughter as you slept between your boyfriend's arms, snuggling to him with your legs interwined together, he squeezed you thighter as a lone tear slipped from his eye from happiness when you mumbled cutely in your sleep.

"I love you, Siri."

"I love you too. So much."

He was going to do whatever it took to keep this little haven, fragile peace he had built for himself. He would do his best to return the safety and love you gave to him to the best of his abilities. He would be someone who you deserved in your life and not disappoint you.

He was going to protect you and do anything in his power to keep his family, or people like them away from you.

He would get his happy ending, to stay like this forever with you.

He was going to make sure of it.

#sirius black imagine #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #sirius black fluff #sirius x reader #sirius x you #sirius orion black #sirius black #padfoot #fluff #harry potter x you #harry potter x reader #harry potter imagine #harry potter #harry potter fluff

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too-much-tma-stuff · 27 days

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Let Me Take Care of You (18+)

requested by @transparentgayprotector: Dead serious, soulmate au, post battle hook up but sweet

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It was always a complete joy to Damian when he got watch his soulmate fight. He understood now that strength was not the ends all and be all of life but he still preened openly at having such a powerful and regal life partner.

Today Damian had the absolute joy of backing his lover up while he fought one of his rogues. Well, technically there were a few of the other bats here but he was clearly the most helpful. They were taking care of any summons the villain attempted to throw at them so that Danny could focus on the main fight. Damian might have resented that but he knew perfectly well how strong Danny was.

It had been a hard fight for all involved at first, until the fool of a rogue realized how completely outclassed they were an how little good their pathetic mobs were actually doing. They had dropped all their summons to focus on Danny and Damian had been able to sit back and enjoy the show of power and force. He wished he had brought some snacks to enjoy the show, perhaps that would keep him from getting so hot under the collar.

Damian could have purred when Danny sent the villain twice his size running. "Welcome back Phantom," Damian greeted, reaching up for Danny as he drifted down to them. "Are you injured?"

"No, don't worry I'm fine," Danny said, resting his hands in Damian's, so pale compared to his own, like holding snow.

"Are you sure? You know I'd feel much better if you let me check," Damian said, pulling Danny down closer to him.

"What? No really I'm okay-" Danny started before Damian yanked him close.

"Please Beloved, take me home," Damian purred in Danny's ear, his voice soft and sultry.

"Oh- Oh, ya of course," Danny said, blushing bright green, it made his star-like freckles stand out all the more on his cheeks. It was adorable, how something so powerful could be so precious Damian would never understand.

He glanced around to make sure there wasn't to much damage as he touched down on the ground and wrapped his arms around Damian's waist. "Thank you all so much for your help, I owe you one!" He said, his voice pitching up just a little when Damian wrapped his arms around Danny's shoulders and nuzzled against his throat.

"Ya, ya you're welcome! Now take him home before he jumps you in front of all of us," Jason teased them, Damian could only grin to himself about how correct Todd was.

"Right, Well, thanks again," Danny said sounding Very flustered before he ripped open a portal and pulled Damian through with him.

Damian was very pleased when they landed directly on the bed, his love knew him so well! Damian got comfortable straddling Danny's waist and kissed him slow and passionate. Damian hummed when Danny cupped his face and kissed back.

Damian saw a bright flash through his eyelids and when he opened his eyes he could see Danny's living skin, warmer and less freckled, his now blue eyes closed and eyebrows scrunched together in adorable concentration as he focused on the kiss. It made Damian's heart swell and the branching scars of Danny's electrification tingle in his chest and down his arm.

Damian broke the kiss and leaned back, unbuttoning Danny's blue shirt, he leaned down and kissed the scar on his chest, from Damian's own death. The lightning scars had long since faded on Danny's living skin but they lived forever on Damian's, the scar on Damian's chest had been overwritten when he was resurrected, but it lived forever on Danny's.

"I love you," Damian murmured against Danny's twisted skin, vulnerable and true.

"I love you too," Danny replied, running his fingers through Damian's hair. He had none of the trouble Damian did when it came to giving and receiving love. Early on in their relationship Damian had almost been jealous of how easily Danny got along with his family, how quickly he let them in and how easily they loved him. He was long since over that now though, he was just grateful that Danny was fated to be his.

Damian made a soft sound of acknowledgment and moved to the edge of the bed to kick off the boots he was still wearing. While he did Danny shrugged off his button down and went to undo his own shoes. Damian tutted and pushed him back down, deft hands undoing the laces of Danny's shoes and pulling them off himself, Danny's socks were too large and came off along with them.

Damian's deft and knife callused fingers curled around the back of Danny's heel, pressing a kiss to his ankle. Danny's breath hitched slightly in his throat, Damian knew that Danny was a King, nearly a god, and how uncomfortable he was with the roll. Danny did not want to be worshiped, at least not in that way, in bed was a different story.

He kissed up Danny's leg, his shin, above his knee, his thigh, then his stomach just above the waist of his jeans. He undid Danny's pants and pushed them down slowly, nuzzling against his hip fondly. Danny watched him, wide eyed and flushed, letting Damian have his way and Oh how Damian loved having his way with such a powerful man.

He chuckled breathlessly when Danny's dick practically jumped free of his underwear once they were pushed down. Danny let out a soft whimper, an eager little sound he simply couldn't hold back. Adorable~

Damian nuzzled the underside of Danny's dick making him gasp and grab the sheets, his other hand flying to Damian's hair. He didn't pull or push, just held on and let Damian do as he pleased, so Damian continued, secure in the knowledge that if he wanted to Danny absolutely could stop him.

Damian let Danny's member slip between his lips, soft and warm as it nudged against the back of his pallet. He hummed contentedly as he drew a moan from his lover. He closed his lips around the engorged flesh and started sucking, his mouth watering as he bobbed his head, his saliva dripping down along the length he couldn't quite fit in his mouth.

He pulled back, letting Danny's dick fall from his mouth with a small pop that made Danny's breath stutter. The sound made him smirk. "Pass me the oil please Love," Damian requested while still slowly stroking Danny's dick.

"Sure," Danny breathed, sitting up and reaching over to the bedside table, scrabbling through the drawer for the body safe oil they used as lube. While he did Damian took the chance to strip the rest of his own clothes.

Danny handed the lube over, his eyes roaming over Damian's body. he smiled and sat back to let Danny look, he knew he was painfully hard as well, but he wasn't thinking about that, too focused on Danny at the moment. He saw the way Danny's pupils dilated when he was planning to pounce and beat him to it, swooping down to kiss the other man and hold him down without any real force.

Damian knew his intention was enough to keep Danny firmly on his back right now. "Let me take care of you," Damian crooned. He straddled Danny's waist and leaned back, bracing one hand on Danny's knee so he had a good view as Damian started to work himself open slowly. He knew he looked good, and it made him feel good being watched like this, to be enjoyed by his lover.

"Fuck, you're so gorgeous," Danny breathed, reaching up slowly enough that Damian could have said no. When he didn't Danny ran his hands over Damian's toned chest and taught stomach, settling for holding his hips and helping hold the angle as Damian tried not to focus to much on his own pleasure.

"Alright," He murmured to himself, letting out a shuddering breath as he pulled out his own fingers once he was lose enough. He shifted down, lining himself up with Danny's cock and holding it carefully with one hand as he lowered himself with a long shuddering moan.

The sound of pleasure Danny let out when he bottomed out inside Damian was particularly inhuman. He'd been self conscious of those little snarls and wails at first but Damian loved them. They made his skin pebble in goose flesh and a shiver run down his spine, a tiny little twist of fear to add spice to his pleasure.

He leaned forward, shifting and swiveling his hips slowly until he found the angle that felt best and most comfortable. Beneath him Danny's breathing came fast and shallow, his grip on Damian's hips turning bruising as he struggled to control himself. Still Damian wasn't actually scared, he knew his beloved would never hurt him.

"Ohhh," he sighed when he found just the right position and quickly pushed himself up so he could sink back down. His moan was pleasant backing vocals for Danny's snarl as he threw his head back. Damian gave a breathless laugh and started riding Danny quickly having just about used up Both of their patience.

He kept his own noises soft, little gasps and moans, not because he needed to but because he wanted to hear Danny. His own pleasure was incidental and inevitable as he worked to draw as many varied noises as he could from his Lover.

"Damian! Damian, I'm going to cum," Danny warmed breathlessly.

"Good, me too," Damian breathed.

Damian let out a startled yelp when Danny sat up quickly, surging up to kiss Damian almost to hard, holding him tight as Damian came, shuddering and collapsing in Danny's arms. Shivering with the odd combination of disgust and delight that came with being covered in and filled with both their orgasmic fluid.

"Straight to the shower?" Danny asked, sounding amused. He knew Damian so well.

"Yes please. Carry me," Damian demanded imperiously for the sole purpose of making Danny laugh. Which it did, even as he did exactly what Damian asked and scooped him up in a bridal carry.

#dead serious #danny phantom #damian wayne #dcxdp #fanfiction #established relationship #very fluffy #I'm willing to take more requests #request #unedited

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ki-yomii · 7 days

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helloo! could you recommend your favorite jungkook and yoongi fics? thank you and have a lovely day ♡

hey there~ 💛

... tbh i haven’t read too many fics for my boys lately 🙈

i've been trying to work through the books sitting on my shelf collecting dust + i got sucked back into fallout now that the show is out lol.

but i do have some all-time favorites!!

please mind the warnings/tags - you're responsible for your own reading consumption. that said, all of these fics are 🔞

i hope you have a great day nonnie and if you have any recs send them my way 🥰!

JUNG KOOK FICS

the crimson shell series by @angelicyoongie

mermaid aus are my lifeblood istg. and this is one of the best one's i've ever read!! it's dark, it's creepy, it's foreboding - and tantalizing. everything i love about mermaid/siren aus crammed into one series.

you had always found comfort in being at the beach, often spending hours just watching the waves lap against the shore. but unbeknowst to you – something had been watching you back.

make you mine two-shot by @colormepurplex2

i'm a sucker for abo, and as such, have read a looot of it over the years. its a genre that's very easy to descend into wtf-how-are-they-still-alive-after-THAT territory but this fic does it very well in a way i haven't seen too often. i loved the world-building and set up.

Alphas might rule the world, but Jungkook finds himself being ruled by the need to make you his. Omegas are rare, precious, and pliant. At least, most are. When you present late, well into your twenties, you're already set in your headstrong ways; a challenge even for a commanding alpha like Jungkook. Add to that the centuries-long feud between your families and the last thing anyone expected was for him to claim you as his soulmate.

a sea of indigo series by @foxymoxynoona this was the first BTS fic i ever read... and is a big reason as to why i got into the fandom in the first place. i had no clue who they were before then. i'd heard of them + listened to agust d without knowing it was yoongi 💀 but this fic made me check out BTS RUN and now here we are 🤪

Pitbull Hybrid Jungkook has finally been freed from the fighting rings, and now finds himself at Marigold Sanctuary & Transition Estate, a place for healing and self-discovery for rescued hybrids. It's stupid, dumb, cheesy, and hell-bent on helping Jungkook "heal" and "find himself" and "decide the course of his life." And right at the center of it is Y/N, a nurse who's got everyone bamboozled that she's like some awesome person. She's not that great. Jungkook hates it here.

YOONGI FICS

witch oneshot by @sailoryooons

this is easily one of my top 3 yoongi fics. the world building, the tension, the relationship between yoongi and reader. it ticks all my boxes and vividly paints a picture of this universe. i adore the concept, and love the way this fic is brought to life through sailoryooons storytelling.

For years, you and Yoongi have played cat and mouse. It’s his duty to rid the world of witches, but he always finds a new excuse to let you slip through his fingers. When you find yourself at his mercy, you wonder if the great witch hunter will finally end your game of chase, or if there’s something that will stay his hand.

desolate series by @angelicyoongie

one of the first hybrid fics i've read for bts 😭 i love my lil meow meow and the set-up for this fic is amazing. it takes a fresh direction with the hybrid trope and builds a relationship that feels organic and progresses very naturally💛

you just wanted a cute little normal cat to keep you company. so you're not really sure how you ended up with the grumpiest hybrid on earth that seems hellbent on making your life difficult.

ps. i woof you oneshot by @gimmesumsuga

this one is just so so cute and asjhdjsghfjs!! i adored remi and thought about having yoongi and holly as neighbors for days after reading this lol.

The one with a happy accident of the furry, four-legged kind - “Are you calling my dog a slut?!”

first and last and always oneshot by @floralseokjin

i'm not one for holiday fics/aus usually but there's something about this one that i absolutely adored. it felt very realistic and drew me into the relationship within the first few paragraphs. the angst is so well done and heartfelt, it made me cry lol.

You and Yoongi broke up two months ago. It was mutual, you’re positive, but there’s one teeny tiny issue... You never told your parents, and now they’ve invited you back home for Christmas. Both of you. You can’t say no, but you also can’t bear to go alone, so you do the only thing you can think of, plead with Yoongi to come with you and pretend like everything’s okay...

go send these authors some love!!

#asks #get recc’d 📚#fic recs #jungkook x reader #yoongi x reader

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hufflepuff boyfriend heeseung

feeling really inspired these days idk why, hence why the frequent posts. i might do a written scenario on this too. also lmk if you want more hogwarts enhypen. this is also really long so i’m very sorry about that but i’m running on no sleep it’s 5 am and i’m tired so pls if it’s bad cut me some slack aasdhfkfkdl enjoy

idc what anyone says lee heeseung screams hufflepuff to me

maybe bc i’m a hufflepuff and i want that man in my house

let me have my moment

for the sake of this you guys are also in hufflepuff because this was an impulsive burst of motivation I DONT HAVE A LOT TO WORK WITH RIGHT NOW PLS LET ME LIVE

change it in your mind if you’d like

anyways we’re going for the you fell first, he fell harder trope

i mean who wouldn’t fall at the mere sight of him?

you began harbouring a little crush on him during third year

specifically during potions class when he took the fall for you against snape after you messed up the shrinking potion

he wasn’t even mad. he just gave you a small smile and told you ( gently) to be more careful

you never messed up ever again because if lee heeseung tells you to be careful YOU BE CAREFUL

anyways yes from then on you’re all heart eyes for him any interaction leaves you a bumbling mess

he once sat down next to you in the great hall and you damn near drowned yourself in pumpkin juice

he didn’t reciprocate your crush until fifth year

he’s a lil slow but hey! we got there in the end

his crush specifically started after he got sick and had to spend some time in the hospital wing and you went to great lengths to get past madam pomfrey JUST to give him your notes

you’re an adorable little magic try hard for him like who would go to great lengths like you? no one heeseung should put a ring on it rn

or else i will

jkjk

unless…

ANYWAYS

you’re very good at hiding your crush ( for the most part other than the fact that you freeze whenever he’s around ) but you’re not completely hopeless

heeseung, on the other hand, is absolutely hopeless

anytime you’re in the vicinity this boy becomes a blushing mess

literally heart eyes for you

you notice that he’s acting different and at first it scares you because suddenly he seems distant

and you start panicking

so you go to sunghoon

bad idea

“is heeseung mad at me?”

“yes. he hates you.”

“WHAT?!”

cue jake stepping in with a wild look of panic on his face

“HE DOESN’T HATE YOU!! SUNGHOON WHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS IS OUR DEAR FRIENDS SOULMATE!!! WHY ARE YOU CAUSING TROUBLE?”

sunghoon just sips his pumpkin juice and goes: “funny”

it wasn’t funny you almost cried

little baby hogwarts student riki who follows them around found it hilarious tho

“HA GOOD ONE HYUNG”

jake is like a stressed out father

“riki nishimura eat your toast!”

and you’re just confused because you heard jake call you heeseung’s soulmate in a moment of stress

heeseung is blissfully unaware of the turmoil at the dinner table when he strolls into the great hall

though he goes paler than nearly headless nick when he sees you, his precious little soulmate, surrounded by the group of demon spawns he calls his friends

he manages to go even paler when you stand up and march towards him with a look of determination

and he’s taken by surprise when you yank his tie and drag him out of the great hall prompting many hoots and whistles from your friends

poor heeseung just wanted some breakfast

you pull him into a quiet corner and he’s absolutely petrified

“do you hate me?”

you surprise yourself with how blunt you are

it takes a moment for the question to register in heeseung’s mind and when it does…he starts?? laughing

like manically

him? hate you? that’s the funniest joke he’s ever been told

then he catches onto your ‘wtf’ look and realizes that you’re serious

mortified. sickened. DEVASTATED at the fact that you think he hates you

“no-no! oh my god! no no. i don’t hate you? HATE YOU? ME? Goodness no! I’m sorry I made you feel that way-it’s just…you make me nervous and you’re really good looking and i think-no i KNOW! I KNOW i’m in love with you. please don’t hate me”

honestly you aren’t sure what you was expecting but it definitely wasn’t that

you’re at a loss of words because holy shit

lee heeseung likes- no! no he said loves! he loves you

there’s no words that come out

instead you dry heave and heeseung nearly sobs at the fact that he made you almost throw up with his confession

and that makes him dry heave

so there you both are in the corridor continuously heaving

jake, sunghoon and riki are peeking around the corner watching the whole exchange

one looks perplexed, and the other two look absolutely delighted

“bet you five galleons heeseung throws up first”

“you’re on”

“you are not betting on our friends failure! and riki stop gambling you’re like six”

anyways back to the shit show which is confession land

both of you manage to keep down the contents inside your stomach much to the dismay of sunghoon and riki

“i wasn’t- i got nervous!” you try to explain

“it’s completely fine! i wasn’t meant to confess like that and i already knew you weren’t like-into me—“

sunghoon has had enough

bro pops out from around the corner

“they’ve liked you since before merlin was even cruising around! just date already and spare me of this torture!”

everyone say thank you to sunghoon because after his help, the two of you start dating

finally! this took longer than i anticipated-i got carried away very sorry! okay continue

THE RELATIONSHIP YAY EVERYONE APPLAUD

the professors definitely shipped it and had bets on you both

snape owed mcgonagall twenty galleons

even dumbledore was in on it

holding hands under the table is an absolute must

heeseung does this thing when he senses you getting a bit stressed out in class where he’ll rub his thumb over the back of your hand

finding you both curled up together in the common room is a regular occurrence

you’re both devastatingly awkward but in the cutest way

that’s also really painful to watch sometimes

cue your friend group watching you get all blushy and flustered after shamelessly flirting with each other

“someone break them up before i avada kedavra myself here and now”

dragging heeseung by the tie is a common occurrence

and he has a thing for walking behind you gripping the sides of your shirt or robes

you’re both terribly protective of each other

if anyone hurts heeseung’s feelings, oh boy! not even voldemort would be able to stop you

“did they just insult you, hee? i think they did. HEY YOU! SAY THAT TO HIM AGAIN AND WATCH HOW FAST I RIP EVERY HAIR OUT OF YOUR SCALP, YOU TOAD!”

and if anyone upsets you? oh boy.

he literally shaved someone’s eyebrows off for making you cry. man knows no consequence when it comes to protecting his partner

you both get really shy about pda

so that means whenever you want to share a peck, one of you will hold up a book to hide your faces

making out in the restricted section is a must

the two of you start sneaking off and it becomes noticeable to your friends

“where are they?”

“probably swallowing each others tongues”

when they finally investigate they find out that the two of you have been sneaking off to read muggle stories to each other in the abandoned bathroom

even moaning myrtle cringes at how in love the two of you are

the two of you are really happy

and everyone else is happy that you’re happy

“dibs on naming the future child!”

“sunghoon you are absolutely never naming our baby”

“why not? sunghoon jr lee has a nice ring to it”

you manage to compromise and agree to let sunghoon be the best man at your wedding

he did get the two of you together

perhaps the two of you should repay the favour and find him a match?

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Idealized Part 2 (Yandere Sugawara)

Requested on Quotev! The first part of this series was barely yandere, so I hope the second part’s better!

Part 1: here

Part 3: here

Title: Idealized (Part 2)

Pairings: Sugawara Koushi x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes

Summary: Sugawara Koushi seems to be completely perfect: good grades, talented athlete, responsible, and a total sweetheart. But, if he’s so perfect, why does your string of fate, that red string that warns you of the most dangerous person in your life, lead right to him?

AU Note: Some people have a “String of Fate” that, instead of symbolizing love like in soulmate AUs, leads straight to the most dangerous person in your life when you’re close enough to them. The string is invisible to everyone EXCEPT the person that would be in danger. Not everyone in the world has a string of fate but those that do have no idea in what way they will be in danger.

idealized

/adjective/

regarded or represented as perfect or better than in reality.

Sugawara scared you. Not just because of the red string of fate, but also because of how persistent he was in trying to gain your affection.

It had started out small- him trying to talk to you after classes, although you kept silent and hurried away, or him sending you smiles and waves that were never returned. This, at first, seemed only friendly, and not too ominous, had it not been for the red string, of course.

Then it had upgraded to phone calls. You had not, of course, ever given him your number, but still, he managed to get ahold of you somehow.

“Hey, (Y/n), this is Sugawara Koushi. I know you didn’t give me your number directly but-”

You’d hung up so quickly that your cell phone bounced out of your hands and hit the carpeted floor of your bedroom. You spent the rest of the night staring out your window and jumping at the movement of every little shadow, swearing that you could feel eyes on you.

Then came the love letters and gifts. Fluffy teddy bears of all colors and sizes, some holding hearts and some not, all mysteriously made their way into your locker. The letters weren’t as concerning, since someone could easily slip it through the slats near the top, but the teddy bears meant that your locker had been opened.

Around Valentine’s Day, he’d put a heart-shaped box of chocolates inside. This was the first thing from him that you actually considered keeping, but you remembered how gross some of those candies could be, and it was tossed into the school trash can like everything else that made its way into your locker.

The first flowers he’d laid on your desk were plain red roses. Beautiful, but overdone to the point of “nothing special”. When the next bouquet came to rest on the polished surface, you wished he’d stuck with roses.

After all, now you had to worry about how he’d managed to guess your favorite type of flower.

There was always a note attached to them and, though you’d resolved to throw them away without reading it, much like the letters, curiosity took hold of you only once.

“To my number one princess, may these flowers light up your day like you brighten up my life.”

You never read another note after that.

All throughout this time, Sugawara’s desperate attempts to speak to you continued. Unknown numbers continued to call you at all hours of the day and night, and you were sure that they were mostly from him. Avoiding him was proving difficult as well.

It didn’t take too long for the school to catch on that their precious role model had developed a crush. Girls “oohed” and “awwed” over the fact, finding it positively adorable that the gray-haired boy was head-over-heels for someone, even if it wasn’t them. His teammates always pushed him towards you, trying to help him “gain the courage” to talk to you.

If only they knew.

Cooing and encouraging turned to curt remarks and gossip whispered just loud enough for you to hear. “Who does that girl think she is, ignoring Sugawara like that?” “She’s so mean!” “Why won’t she even give him a chance? Doesn’t she realize how lucky she is?”

Every day, you felt more and more like the outcast, to the point that you genuinely considered giving him a chance. But, as he approached you, that red string tied like a noose around your finger, and it had you skittering away from him.

Sometimes, he’d stare at you from across the cafeteria or school grounds with a thoughtful expression on his face. To you, it seemed like he was trying to figure out how to finally corner you somewhere.

You’d piqued his interest somehow and you hated it. Had you known how to stop him from becoming this way, you would have done it in a heartbeat. Should you have been calmer when you saw the string for the first time? Should you have been pleasant when he came to greet you at that table?

You couldn’t help your reactions- you were just a reactionary person. But perhaps that was the reason you were in trouble in the first place.

Another part of you, one you found much more soothing, reassured you that this was unavoidable, not your fault at all. If the string existed at all, then he’d eventually become a danger to you. Nothing you could do would stop him from becoming a monster, but at least you hadn’t caused it.

Fate had.

You fiddled with your fingers, feeling very vulnerable home alone, wishing your mom would hurry up and get home from work already. Your skin crawled whenever you pictured a certain gray-haired male crawling through your window or knocking at your front door. He plagued your mind at night, especially, when you could no longer see anyone from the window.

You jumped when your phone rang, the contact “Mom” showing brightly across the screen. You took the call and cradled the phone close to your ear, smiling.

“Hello, princess,” an out-of-breath voice responded immediately.

Your heart froze.

That wasn’t your mother, or even your father, on the other end of the phone.

It was Sugawara.

#yandere #yandere haikyuu #yandere one shot #yandere x reader #haikyuu!!#one shot #yandere sugawara #sugawara koushi

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absolutebl · 1 year

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BL Best of 2022 - quick picks

Best KBL: Semantic Error

Best Thai BL: Bad Buddy (remember for me this falls into 2022)

Best JBL: this was the hardest pick for me because Japan came back SWINGING this year. So... I cheated.

Best traditional live action yaoi? Minato’s Laundromat

Best modern BL? Takara & Amagi

Best for me, personally? Old Fashion Cupcake

Best Taiwan BL: My Tooth Your Love although I really adored DNA Says Love You and About Youth, the one fudged the beginning and the other the end (both are still v HEA) so My Tooth was the most consistent.

Best director: Kato Ayaka (Old Fashion Cupcake) she did a fucking phenomenal job, and yes she had two killer actors to work with, but I am such a sucker for those long shots plus the sensual foods close ups? GIIRLLLLLLLL. Gah!

Best kiss: honestly we had so many good kisses this year I have multiple blog posts going on the subject. But I am handing it over to the one that stuck in my head the most, Billy & Seng’s up against that chain gate��with the damn blue towel sticking out of his back pocket in Secret Crush On You.

The desperation was just insane. But I might have given it to OFC if they hadn’t already won the director category. And I flipping LOVE the Kissable Lips boys BTS smiley kiss from 304: 100% should have been on screen for us.

Best erotic moment: The shower neck make out kiss from side couple RainPayu in Oh! My Sunshine night.

Runner up: VegasPete and the “ass to waist ratio” kiss in their kinky chain scene.

Best O scene: Oh the whole LITA special, they knew what they were doing. Doesn’t stop me being annoyed by the whole thing, tho.

Best cuddles: I mean it should got to 12% because, well, ENDLESSLY spectacular cuddles from SantaEarth but for me it was Star in My Mind’s cuddle+glare. I love me a vicious little “mine” moment.

Best eye contact/soulmating/eyefucking: FirstKhao in The Eclipse although Japan did great work with THIRST this year (bit more one sided, that one).

Best cinematography: Cherry Blossoms After Winter, I know, I know, but you know how I feel about yaoi, nostalgia and cinematic storytelling.

Best boohoo snot bubble I’m dazed and crying: Eternal Yesterday, every fucking episode, Choco Milk Shake (I hate you Strongberry, I love you Strongberry), To My Star 2 (I just hate you and you are not forgiven).

Most beloved character: Shin MY PRECIOUS BEAN SPROUT

Best Pair: The Parks although I am also crazy about the To My Star and Kissable Lips boys. I really want more from all of them. Madness that it’s all Korea.

Best Ensemble: The Eclipse had a killer cast but I expect that from GMMTV. So for all it was a mess of a story Cutie Pie wins best casting from me. All 3 couples had such good chemistry. I don’t think any other multi-couple shows out of Thailand were that on point, not even KP.

Best siblings//family: My Ride, gotta hand it to the gay uncles and all the queer friends and the adopted son. Although DNA Says Love You was pretty darn great too.

Best Food: There were so many food ones this year (Ocean Likes Me, Old Fashion Cupcake, La Cuisine, but none were as good food-wise as Bite Me last year) so the one where I actually wanted to eat stuff the most? What Zabb Man. What can I say? I love sweets and ramen, but Thai food is my last best hope in life.

Best song: Eternal Yesterday’s OST Sunshower by Ayumu Imazu. I can’t believe Japan beat out Korea but I am sorry I just really fucking adore that song. I’m sucker for that raw slightly rough voice combined with Japan’s brusque style (and PINK hair).

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But Leo’s I still from Happy Ending Romance is a close fucking follow up, that boy is dripping slightly-evil honey even in falsetto, he’s a perennially ignored goddamn gift to Kpop.

I do A LOT of best of lists, this is just the beginning. Also if you have a request of a top 10 of 2022 or any best of... name the tope lists, let me know in an RP or a comment.

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A/N: Tooth rotting fluff (smut *ahem, daddy kink*). Have you ever wondered what Josh would send you as he traveled around the world? Yeah, me either. As always let me know what you guys think and as always enjoy! (P.S. to save you some time: Clair de lune=Moonlight; Lune=Moon)

Warnings: Smut, 18+ content, DNI if you are under 18!

Word Count: 8.3k+

Being in someone's thoughts is one of the most telling signs of how a person thinks of you. There is a chance you can be entirely despised by said person and in their thoughts of you they are anything but friendly. A friend's thoughts of you can refer back to fond memories you share with one another that puts a smile on their face, recalling silly times spent together. However, many believe that nothing can compare to a lover's thoughts of you.

They think of you in the most affectionate ways, more than anyone else. Thoughts wander off about how delicate you looked that morning, still asleep while they got ready for work. How your eyes crinkle closed as you laugh at their stupid joke that no one else would ever understand, but of course you did as you wiped at the tears pooling in the corners of your eyes, struggling to catch your breath. The twinkle you got in your eye as you listened to them speak so passionately about their aspirations and desires. After being together for a bit of time, you would be able tell what the other person was thinking at a social gathering just by the way they set their mouth, eyes stealing glances at one another, silently asking if it was time to go.

A lover's thoughts couldn’t even begin to compare to how your soulmate thought about you. They would watch you as you vacuumed the house on a lazy Sunday morning and view you as if you went and pulled the sun up from the horizon just for them. Admiring you from the shared bed as you quietly hummed along to the music playing lowly in the background, applying your skincare for the night, knowing they had never seen a more gorgeous creature and never would.

These thoughts would never cease, even if they were across the world. Which right now, your soulmate was.

Josh was chasing his dreams with his brothers, playing for millions of adoring fans around the world, and you couldn’t have been happier for them, for him. You firmly believed that he had been picked from the Earth just for you. Mother Nature had carefully crafted each aspect of his dazzling personality to be the missing puzzle piece made to complete you.

Your souls were meant to find one another and dance through life with him by your side. He made you feel like he would craft the world to your liking, doing whatever he could to see you smiling and happy, molding it to whatever you desired that day.

When he was gone for a majority of the year, it was difficult, but you knew that his thoughts were riddled with you as he did the most mundane tasks for the day. Just like when you brushed your teeth in the morning, you thought of getting a new toothbrush that evening when you were going grocery shopping and to pick one up for him, too, knowing he was due for a new one.

You shipped it to wherever he was in the world that week and he called you, the brightest aspect of your day as his face lit up your screen, holding the toothbrush like it was the most precious gift he had ever received.

“Now, darling, how did you know I needed a new toothbrush? Look at my old one,” he would grab the old and flash it on the screen, bristles sticking a million different directions, tossing it in the garbage as he clutched the new one in his hand. “You just always seem to know what I need.”

Josh’s thoughts about you seeped into every section of his day that they could. He was a creative, artistic, and affectionate man who always wanted to show you how much you truly meant to him, even if he was trapezing around the globe.

The first package arrived at your door only a couple weeks into the international aspect of their tour. It was gorgeously packaged, the simple brown box hidden beneath a map of the country they were in, a large heart drawn around the city where he had found the items in the present. Twine wrapped around it, a pressed flower glued below the bow.

You called him immediately, shock and giggles flowing from you as he instructed you to set your phone up on the counter so he could watch you unwrap it. Leaning your phone against the vase on your kitchen island, he had the perfect view to see your reaction as you opened it.

“It’s so pretty, sunshine. I don’t want to ruin the packaging,” you moved the box around as you spoke, sipping from your wine glass, only having the dim lighting on in the house as he sat on his hotel balcony, the sunset starting to illuminate him in a golden glow, somehow making him more breathtaking.

“Don’t worry, I took a million pictures of it. Rip it open,” you took your bottom lip in between your teeth as you gently pulled the twine, setting it off to the side and began carefully pulling the sides open. “Baby, I said rip it!” His laughter flowed from how gentle you were being, but you shook your head, stopping your movements.

“Absolutely not! You spent a lot of time on this and I want to keep the map and flower, plus I can reuse the twine,” you stuck your tongue out at him as he groaned, falling back into his chair as you pulled the box out from the opened wrapping end.

As you peeled the tape from it, white tissue paper with gold splattering covered the items inside. You rummaged through, fingers feeling a cool metal brush your fingertips as your brow furrowed in confusion.

You removed the item and gasped, eyes going wide at the beautiful gold trinket box that sat in your hands. The ornate design traveled around the box, a singular moon sat on the center of the lid and as you set it on the counter you opened it and saw a small card sitting in the crushed velvet interior, another small box sitting beside it.

“Open the other box first, lune,” your heart skipped a beat as you did. Inside sat a gold heart locket and when you opened it, two small silhouette photos were on both sides. The one on the left was of you and the one on the right was of him.

You opened the card and saw the efforts of clean handwriting from him on the gorgeous stationery he obviously purchased just for this, knowing how much you would appreciate the effort.

To adorn as a reminder that my clair de lune has my heart with her wherever we sit in the world and a safe place to store it while she waits for her sunshine to reappear

The delicate chain hung between your fingers as you looked back at your boy, a blush creeping across the apples of his cheeks. A knock sounded at his hotel room door, signaling it was time for him to go play for whatever city awaited him that night.

“I love you, lune and when I see the moon tonight I will think about your glow illuminating me.” You didn’t know how he was able to make you feel like a lovesick puppy, but he did. Every time you spoke to him, he did.

You sat on your shared couch that night, staring at the beautiful gifts he had gotten you, struggling to figure out how to show him just how much this meant to you and you smiled, an idea bouncing into your mind.

The next day you were fishing through the spare bedroom and you found the case in the back of the closet. One of his older camcorders sat in your hand as you checked the batteries and SD card before you made a run to the camera shop you frequented with your love when he was home and purchased the missing card.

When you got home you grabbed the tripod to set it up facing your vanity. It was a risky game balancing it as it was not meant for this camera, but when you got the perfect shot, you celebrated quietly, going to finish getting ready.

You put on one of the sweaters you knew were his favorites and ensured the look was exactly what you wanted. All that was visible was your face from the tip of your nose down, focusing more on where you would be placing the necklace, but that the trinket box was visible in the shot.

You gingerly opened the box, seeing that the necklace was laid exactly how you wanted it to be, a few rings, and a pair of earrings placed intricately next to it. Removing the necklace from the box you brought it to your neck, clasping it with ease, making a show of laying it correctly on your chest, and then closing the box.

You applied a spritz of perfume to your neck, brining your lipstick to your lips and applying a small amount, setting it back down and smiling in the mirror softly.

You stood and grinned, spending the remainder of the day editing the footage. The vintage look was something Josh would adore. Home videos were one of his favorite things to make with you, using a variety of different video options, but he would be amazed at your skills here. It wasn’t up to par with what he was doing in your mind, but you knew he would adore the effort nonetheless.

Just a couple weeks later another package sat on your doorstep as you arrived home from work. You picked it up, bringing it inside as you sat down in the same spot as before, but as you were about to call him, someone rang the doorbell, having you go back to the door with a small, frustrated sigh.

“Hi, I have a flower delivery here,” your eyes bugged out at the beautiful bouquet that the woman held for you. You quickly thanked her, bringing the bundle of florals inside and setting them on the counter next to the package. He knew how retched your day had been and was doing everything in his power to make it better.

Another stress riddled day at work had you missing Josh more than usual, wanting nothing more than to come home from work and fall into his arms. This was one of the hardest aspects of your relationship and while most of the time you could handle it, today was simply a different day.

He had loaded your coffee app for you that morning after hearing about the day you were going to have from you the night before, ordered lunch to your office knowing you wouldn’t be taking a lunch break today, and bombarded your phone with texts all day about how much he admired, loved, and missed you.

As you dialed him, his beaming smile graced your screen. “Well, if it isn’t the most gorgeous, breathtaking, beauty this world has ever known and will ever know, calling me, of all people,” you laughed at his words, heat creeping up your neck. He was in his red jumpsuit, letting you know you only had a few fleeting minutes before it was time to share him again.

“How’re you doing, my darling? Did the package get there?” You tiredly sighed as his gaze softened on you. “Yes it did, I can’t wait to open it. I miss you, a lot, sunshine,” your voice cracked as you sniffled, eyes dropping down as tears threatened to escape.

His sad tone carried through as he spoke to you. “You have no idea how badly I want to be there with you right now. I miss you, too, baby,” as he continued a knock came from his dressing room door, interrupting him.

“Josh, you’re on in one!” The voice yelled through the door and your heart ached as he squeezed his eyes shut, jaw clenching in frustration. “You need to go, honey. I love you and I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” you wiped at your wet cheeks, Josh’s gaze boring into you.

“I’ll call you tomorrow, clair de lune. Open the package tonight, okay? I love you,” he kissed his camera as you laughed wetly at him, hearing the loud beeping of the ended FaceTime call echo into the quiet house. You leaned back against your chair, looking at the package that sat on the counter waiting for you.

This one was just as beautiful as the one before. It had brown paper wrapped around it, a plethora of dried flowers decorated the outside, all the way around. One thick, emerald green ribbon wrapped around it, another thinner gold one laid on top, tied together in a beautiful bow.

Being just as careful as the first time, you removed the box, seeing it was significantly larger than the first was, but lighter.

Peeling the tape back, the same tissue paper greeted you and you couldn’t fight the smile that took over your face. In bubble wrap was a ceramic white teacup with a gold trim on the rim of the cup and around the border of the matching plate. The handle curved into an intricate design on the side of the cup, a small, singular chocolate sat right in the middle.

Below the cup were three records. You gasped as you saw the titles of them, shock coursing through you as you placed them on the counter. “How did he find these?”

You saw another card sitting at the bottom of the box and smiled, the same attempt of calligraphy sat on another stationary card.

To drink your morning coffee, because you despise tea, but love teacups, and listen to the sound of my love for you, darling

Eyes brimming with tears for the second time that night you hopped off the chair and went to the record player that sat in the living room, placing it on the turntable, eyes closing as the music filled the space.

The next morning you moved the record player to the balcony, getting the camcorder as you went to set up the shot. You wore his favorite night slip he had gotten you as a birthday gift one year. You had eyed it in a store window for months, not being able to justify the price, but he knew you too well.

After your usual farmers market perusing and brunch to follow, you two strolled past the shop and your face visibly fell as you saw it was gone. The next weekend you opened the bag he had handed you and the silk poured into your hands, the delicate stitched flowers rubbed against your fingertips. You jumped onto him, shocked he had noticed how badly you wanted it.

Now you wore it as you wandered out to the patio for the video, teacup in hand with your coffee, as the sun began to peek out for another day. It wasn’t the same sunshine he basked you in every time he was around, but for now it would do. The profile of your face was visible as you sat in one of the outdoor chairs, bringing the cup to your lips and sipping the scalding liquid.

In the background, the gentle notes floated through the air of one of the records he had picked for you, the gold necklace laying on your chest.

Life continued on regularly for the next couple of weeks, nothing out of the ordinary or spectacular, but you were out of the small rut you had been in. Daily talks with Josh had your spirits high as your heart longed for him to be near again, but knowing that was still many months off from now meant being content with what you could have.

The next package arrived on a weekday morning, torturing you as it sat there waiting for you to get home. You anxiously texted Josh, making sure it wasn’t too valuable to be outside for the entire day, fear of it being taken riddled you.

You hadn’t heard back from him by the time your lunch break rolled around so you quickly made your way home. A breath of relief fell from you as you saw it was there waiting for you. As you made your way inside with the heavier box, your phone rang.

“Lune, I’m so sorry, honey, soundcheck ran so late today, we were having all sorts of problems. Did you come home for lunch? The camera went off. Is everything okay? Are you feeling alright?” you wedged the phone between your cheek and shoulder as you sat the box on the counter.

“I did. A package arrived from you and I was so worried it was going to be taken, so I came home to put it inside,” he chuckled at you as he spoke a little louder, wherever he was going was growing noisier as he moved.

“Okay, love. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I have to go, but I’ll call you tonight. I love you,” you said it back, ending the call as you eyed the package.

The same brown paper adorned the outside, but this one had doilies wrapped around it, a postcard from the city he had purchased whatever the present was sat on the front doily, a sage green ribbon tied on the front.

You chewed on your lip, trying to justify opening it without Josh, but you slapped your own hand as it went to pull on the long end of the ribbon. “No, you have to wait.”

You somehow dragged yourself out of the house and back to work, but the entire day you thought about what would be in this one. There had been no real theme going on the gifts no matter how much you thought about it.

When you pulled into the driveway and got home, within seconds your phone was ringing. He was dressed again, gold jumpsuit tonight, rhinestones already on his cheeks. “Ah, there she is! Love of my life. Look you’ll be proud of me,” he flipped the camera to show himself in the mirror, “I finished getting ready early to have a few more minutes on the phone.”

Your heart flipped at his words, but you couldn’t let him have the satisfaction so easily. “Wow, you mean you managed your time better tonight? You’re right honey, I am proud of you,” he scoffed at your tone.

“You have a little attitude tonight. I will gladly take that present back that I know you’re eyeing right now if you’re not careful,” you set the phone on the counter as you sat, pouring yourself a glass of wine.

You hummed into your glass. “Mhm, but you’re not here so really, what could you do? Punish me?” A glint of mischief entered his eyes at your words. “Tread carefully, lune,” you smirked into your glass as you stood, quickly leaning forward to show you were wearing the necklace before continuing your movements.

Your hands fanned your face as they slowly went to the hem of your shirt. “Gosh, it’s warm in here,” you slowly peeled the fabric off, watching as his jaw clicked, seeing you in just your bra, only being able to see from the waist up.

Letting your hands go behind your back you unclasped your bra, the straps slowly falling off your shoulders. It fell to the hardwood floor with a small clattering noise as you stretched, hands going above your head as Josh laughed darkly at your motions, your hand traveling towards the waistband of your pants.

“Knock it off,” he spoke through clenched teeth, clearly enjoying this little show, despite his best efforts to be menacing. You stepped back from your phone letting him get a clear view of your entire body as you started pushing your pants off your legs.

“I don’t know, Joshy. It’s still really warm in here,” they pooled around your ankles, but you kicked them off, leaving you only in your lace panties that, as you turned around to pick up the articles of clothing you had removed, displayed your ass perfectly.

“Oh my god,” he breathed out with a chuckle, almost in disbelief you were actually doing this right now. You set the clothes on the back of the couch and looked over your shoulder at him. “What do you think? Panties on or off?”

Your fingertips dipped under the sides of them, starting to pull them down, hearing him take in a sharp breath as you slid them further down your hips, finally removing them leaving you fully nude on FaceTime with him.

“How much time you got, sunshine?” You asked him as you leaned against the back of the couch, legs parting, fingers going into your mouth to wet them before running over your nipple. Your head rolled back at the sensation, teasing yourself as you waited for him.

He was palming himself over the jumpsuit, leaving nothing to the imagination as he strained against the material. You watched him in the mirror as he took his arms out of the sleeves, spitting into his hand as he enclosed it around his cock, rubbing his tip with a harsh grip.

“Enough time. I want you to suck on your fingers and then bring them to your pussy and touch yourself for me, baby. Can you do that for daddy?” You whimpered at his words, nodding your head as you did as he said.

Taking your fingers into your mouth, you coated them with your saliva before moving them down to your cunt. “There you go, baby. I want you to imagine it’s my hands touching you,” a breathless moan left your mouth as your fingers lightly swirled around your clit.

His breathing was short and quick as he stroked himself. “Do you see what you do to me, mama? Have me fucking watching you like a goddamn pervert. Do you like doing this for me? Being a little attention whore for daddy? Stripping on camera for me, playing with yourself like the little slut you are,” you were choking on your own moans as you toyed with your clit, listening to him talk.

“Look at me, mama. Take a finger and fuck yourself on it,” you followed his commands instantly, removing your other hand from your nipple, feeling your slick coat your entrance as you slid it in.

“How does that feel, baby?” You whimpered as you responded to him, eyes almost crossing as you watched his hand furiously work himself, a sheen of sweat glistening off of him as he jerked off to you.

It was dirty watching him do this in a room so close to his brothers and those that worked for them, but it made it so much better knowing that he was doing this for you.

“‘S good, daddy,” as the name left your mouth a groan fell from him. You moved faster, adding another finger as you fucked yourself for him.

“God, you look like a fucking vision, mama. I wish you could see yourself like this. Fucked out for me, getting yourself off before I have to go on stage. You’re close aren’t you, baby?” You nodded your head quickly, moans tumbling out of you as you felt the familiar warmth blossom in your lower stomach.

“Go ahead, baby. Cum for me. Cum for daddy,” you released as those words left his mouth, knees almost buckling as the sensation washed over you. His moans grew louder as he finished, cum spurting out onto the floor and mirror in front of him.

His eyes never left you as you came back down to reality, his smile taking over his face. “Jesus, mama. I wasn’t expecting that tonight,” your necklace stuck to your sweat covered chest as you moved back to the counter to grab your phone, legs weak from what had just happened.

You watched as he redressed, grabbing tissues from the table by him to clean up. “Sorry, sunshine. I missed you,” his laughter boomed as he finished cleaning up the room, a flush look taking over his cheeks.

“Oh, baby, do not apologize to me. The day I ever turn that down, you take me out and shoot me,” your laughter mixed with his as he sighed, knowing it was time to go.

“You totally look like you just came, by the way. They’re gonna love that on the barricade,” you giggled as he rolled his eyes. “Have a great show, honey. I love you,” you kissed your camera as he did the same.

“Love you more, lune. Open the package! I’ll talk to you tomorrow, honey,” the call ended as he walked out of the room and you felt heat rushing to your face as you thought about what you had just done for him.

After you showered you made your way back to the kitchen, seeing the box waiting for you and you continued the soft movements you always did to make sure the wrapping wouldn’t be destroyed.

The whiplash of going from touching yourself on video for him to the sweet gesture of his gifts had you in a laughing fit, taking a pause to not miss anything as you opened it.

As you pulled the tissue paper back, more bubble wrap greeted you. You picked up the object, feeling how heavy it was in your hand. A gasp left you as you saw the crystal cake stand that you held in your hand.

It had a beautiful design etched into it around the cake base and stand, a slight green hue mixing in with the clear crystal. Tea towels sat around it in the box and as you took them out, smiling at the adorable designs, a card sat waiting for you.

To display your passion of baking that keeps me stuffed with your love and admiration

You immediately went to the fridge and scouted the contents, seeing you had everything you needed for your video tomorrow.

The next afternoon you set up the shot after having spent all morning baking a strawberry cheesecake to sit perfectly on the stand. You gently placed it onto the crystal, ensuring that the record could be heard playing in the back, necklace was on display, one of the tea towels resting on the tie of your waist high apron, and the teacup was visible to the side of the ingredients you strategically placed for the video.

As you started recording you took a piping bag, putting one final whipped cream swirl on a slice, placing a half of a strawberry on it. You set the bag down on the cluttered countertop, spinning the stand to display the full cake.

You smiled triumphantly as it turned out exactly how you imagined it would. Your phone began ringing as you checked the screen. Josh was trying to FaceTime you right then and you went into panic mode. You wanted this to be a surprise for him so you quickly put the camera on the counter behind you so he couldn’t see it.

“Hello my clair de lune! I’m missing you an awful lot today. We were in the city center and we went through a farmers market and all I could think of was our market days and then how we would go to brunch before coming home and cooking dinner,” he sighed as he talked, clearly feeling the heavy weight of sadness today as he thought of you.

“Sunshine, I missed you, too. I actually went to the market this morning, look,” you flipped the camera showing him the cheesecake sitting on the cake stand. His entire face lit up as he saw it.

“You’re using it, already! Did you get the strawberries from Janice?” You flipped the camera back around and popped a strawberry into your mouth and nodded. “Mhm. Needed to keep myself busy so I wasn’t spending the entire day moping around,” you giggled, licking extra whipped cream from your finger.

You two stayed on the phone for hours, talking about anything and everything you could. You talked everyday so it wasn’t like there was a whole lot to fill each other in on, but you didn’t get free time like this to talk hardly ever.

His eyes squinted as he looked at the screen as you were talking. “And I told her that we’ve never done things like that before so I have no idea who taught her that, but it just isn’t-what?” You turned around to see what he was trying to look at.

“Is that my old camcorder on the counter?” You swallowed thickly, trying to play it cool as you answered him. “Oh yeah. One of my co-workers was asking about what cameras you have. He’s super into film things, too.” It was a total lie. That co-worker did not exist, but Josh bought it quickly.

“That’s awesome. He and I should hang out sometime. Which co-worker is it? I’ve met all your co-workers and I don’t remember any of them saying anything about film,” you shrugged, lying through your teeth to keep the surprise from him.

“No, you haven’t met him. He’s new-ish. Started a couple months ago,” he dropped it right after that, showing you what he was having for dinner that night. You could feel the sweat pooling on the back of your neck. You hated lying to him.

You didn’t lie to him unless you absolutely had to, but it still put a sick feeling in your stomach. It was going to be worth it in the end.

A few weeks later, a knock blew through the house. It was a Saturday morning and you weren’t expecting anyone so when you answered and saw a delivery driver with a ginormous box, your eyes widened in surprise.

“Just need a signature on this,” you signed on his device, thanking him as he handed it off to you. You struggled to bring it inside, the sheer weight of it making your arms ache. The packaging wasn’t special with this one, knowing because of the size he wasn't able to do too much.

There were still dried flowers in one of the corners, but after you took them off, you weren’t worried about keeping the rest of the box.

You knew calling Josh wasn’t an option today. They were in back to back interviews, then soundcheck, then the show. He had no freetime today so you took it upon yourself to open the packaging and your jaw fell slack at what stared back at you.

A vintage, beautiful, typewriter sat in there surrounded by packing peanuts. You quickly grabbed scissors, cutting the edges of the box to be able to slide it out with ease. As the cool metal touched your hands, you realized you were trembling.

There wasn’t a card with this one, but a small piece of paper sitting in the paper rest.

To write whatever your imaginative heart desires and to share our love story with the world

You didn’t know what to do as you sat there staring at it, almost afraid to use it. It was in immaculate condition, knowing he must have spent a fortune to get one this old in working shape for you.

Your hands shook as you set up the shot for the next part of your video. You moved to your desk and had it sitting in the center, papers scattered around the table surrounding it. Your tea cup sat on one of the stacks, leaving a coffee ring on it. This time you were able to make the record player visible, so you set the cover of the record against the turntable as the record played, your necklace proudly on display.

You sat down, fingertips brushing the keyboard, eyes fluttering shut as the click of the first key was made. With the camera rolling, you began quickly typing, stopping momentarily to bring the cup to your lips, letting the coffee ring be visible on the paper that read, “And So The Sun Fell In Love With The Moon.”

The packages started coming more frequently knowing that his return home was due in just a few more weeks. The next one came the following week, exactly seven days after the previous, and you were finally able to open it on FaceTime with him again.

“You know the best part of watching you do this is seeing your reaction to these. I wish I could’ve seen what you looked like when you opened the typewriter!” He was laughing as you removed the tape from the box.

“You would’ve seen me look like an idiot just sitting there staring at it. I have no idea how you managed to do that, Josh,” his laugh flowed through the air around you, your heart longing for its sunshine.

As you removed the tissue paper you saw two antique candlestick holders sitting there with custom designed candlesticks to match. The card was tied to one and you turned it over, bursting with laughter from the message.

To ensure that my life will never be out of light so long as I have the burning flame of your love to guide me (I could’ve said something about lighting my love, but you deserve better than that)

You grabbed the box and your phone, taking them to the bedroom and setting them on your nightstand tables, stepping back to the door to show Josh where you had put them.

“It’s perfect. Now I will have some gleams of my sunlight even when he’s not here,” you smiled softly as you looked at the room, hearing Josh sniffle after.

“I’m sorry I’m not there, lune,” you quickly backtracked, feeling horrible that you had said that in a way he would have taken negatively. “Oh, Josh, no. I didn’t mean it like that, honey,” he shook his head and chuckled as he laid back on his pillow.

“No, I know you didn’t. I’m just sorry that I’m not there.” You comforted him on the phone for as long as you could before you both were so exhausted that you couldn’t stay awake any longer. He watched you for a while as you softly snored through the speaker, not having closed the curtains and seeing the moonlight stream against your face, just wanting to feel his own moonlight again.

The following day you finished shooting the video with the candles. You lit them, having them be the only illumination in the room as you entered the space. You sat on your side of the bed, removing the necklace and placing it in the trinket box, leaning over and blowing out the candle, setting the room in total darkness.

Josh told you that the next package would be the last of the tour given they were due home in just seven days. You were giddy with excitement at the knowledge that so soon he would be home again. Yours to hold for as long as you wanted. Simply yours again.

He was upset he wouldn’t be able to watch you open the last one, playing a show that night and you were getting off of work late. He said it was his second favorite of them all, refusing to tell you what the actual favorite was.

This box was the biggest of them all, a million stamps adorned the outside, all of the other wrappings meshed together into one for this. You smiled as you laid it on the floor, carefully opening it.

You fell silent as you saw what was in this box. Dozens of antique, intricate, picture frames of varying sizes. As you removed them one at a time you were more in love with the next. The card sat on the bottom and your tears welled in your eyes, just wanting to hug him for all he’d done.

To fill our walls with gorgeous memories: past, present, and future, of us to adorn our home with the purest and brightest love

As your eyes fell to one of medium size you immediately knew what you wanted to put in it. You went and found it in one of the books Josh kept in the spare room and put it in the frame.

Grabbing the camcorder you dressed in his favorite dress, record playing, necklace out, teacup on the coffee table, candle on the side table, you stood on the couch and hung the frame on the center of the wall.

You stepped off and as you walked away it came into view and you stood behind the camera, letting it linger for a second on the picture.

It was from the night before he left on tour. You two were standing in the living room, eyes shut as your foreheads rested against one another, hand holding his against your chests as you danced slowly in the room, only lit by candlelight. He had, unbeknownst to you, set his camera on the counter and had it snap a few pictures of you both, and when you saw that one, it instantly became your favorite.

Two days before Josh was home, another package was delivered. You called him as you brought it inside, laughing as he answered. “So, why is there another package sitting on the counter right now, my love?” You didn’t bother with pleasantries as his giggles came out.

“You cannot open that one until I’m home, understand?” You were of course going to wait, but you wanted to tease him a bit. “I don’t know, I’m very intrigued. Who’s to say I don’t open and then rewrap it-” before you could continue he yelled over the phone. “Don’t! Baby, I’m begging, please don’t open it, okay? You have to wait for me,” your teasing tone halted at how worried he sounded.

“Okay, okay, I was just joking, sunshine. Of course, I was going to wait for you,” a huge breath of air expelled from his lungs as his own joking came back. “Thank you, lune. Baby, we’re about to do our last interview of this tour, so close to being home. I cannot wait. I love you,” you repeated it to him and hung up.

You sat there staring at the present, trying to figure out why the hell it had been so important to him. What did he buy? He probably blew a bunch of money and needs to be there to explain why.

You let it go, grabbing the CD you had burned with the finished product of your little videos, absolutely in love with how it had turned out. The entire following day, you scrubbed the house, not that it was messy by any means, but to make sure everything was perfect for him.

You had lit the last candle in the living room and kitchen when the front door opened the next night. Your heart was doing somersaults in your chest, hands a shaking mess as he appeared in the doorway.

He wasted no time, running across the room and scooping you up into his arms. They enclosed so tightly around your waist, letting your arms wrap around his neck. Sobs wracked your entire body as he held you for the first time, his entire body shaking as he tried to calm his own breathing down.

Neither of you wanted to pull back first, but he took your face in his hands, the biggest smile you had ever seen in your life took over his face as he looked at you like it was the first time he had ever seen you. “Hi, lune,” you giggled through your tears, his thumbs brushing your wet cheeks, your hands clutching onto his shirt.

“Hi, sunshine,” his lips connected to yours and it was like you were whole again. You had been without him for too long and you knew a piece of you was missing, but now you knew it was more than just a piece. It was half of you.

It didn’t take long for you to lead him towards your shared room, lips never leaving each other as your breathing grew deeper, almost in disbelief that he was actually here. Your hands tangled into his hair after you removed his shirt, feeling the warmth of his body emanate against yours.

He laid you down, lips moving from yours down to your neck, and as his fingertips touched the necklace he stopped. “Oh my god. I’ve missed you so much,” his voice cracked, shaking uncontrollably as he rested his head in the crook of your neck, tears hitting your skin.

You pulled his face up to yours and smiled as you rubbed your thumbs over his cheeks. “I’m gonna be honest, if I think too much about it, I’m worried I’ll pass out,” you spoke to him in a whisper and he laughed, resting his forehead against yours.

His eyes shut, breathing you in for just a moment, letting you ground him back down to reality. A reality you didn’t let yourself think about too often because if you did, you would never be okay without him again. His lips gently landed in between your brows, moving down the slope of your nose, to your chin, both cheeks, eyelids, hands holding your jaw as he moved.

It was his way of telling himself that it was real and actually happening, not a fantasy he had to envision in order to sleep at night. Your pulse beat rapidly underneath his fingertips, your breathing the sweetest music he had ever listened to, and as he opened his eyes and saw you already peering at him, reading his soul, he knew he was home.

He kissed you again, hands gliding along your bare ribcage, having slipped your dress off on the way into the room. He left a trail of searing marks with his mouth down your chest and sternum, moving further down until he was at your sex.

Josh wasted no time, his mouth attached to you and you cried out at the feeling. He moved his hands to find yours by your side, lacing your fingers together as he ate you out like he was a starving man and you were his only source of nutrition.

You finished in record time, feeling his smile as you came in his mouth, your juices coating his mouth and chin, leaving them in a glistening sheen. As he came back up to you, he kissed you, tongue exploring your mouth like he never had the pleasure of doing it before.

“Josh, please. I need you. Need to feel you,” he didn’t say anything to your begging, just let his cock slide easily into you. His face contorted in pleasure, stilling as he let you adjust, knowing you would need to after how long it had been.

His pace was excruciating, but he needed this. To feel every pulsating move you had against him, to feel every aspect of you he could. He craved this, ached for this, would beg for this for the rest of his life if he needed to.

His thrusts were slow as your legs wrapped around him, his hands landing on either side of your head, watching you in awe as your forehead had beads of sweat forming on your brow line, looking at him like he was the entire universe to you.

He spilled into you as he murmured about how much he loved you and how much he missed you. You felt his weight collapse on top of you and for the first time in months it felt like you could breathe again. Like Josh was the oxygen you craved to make the ache in your lungs go away and he had fixed you again.

You both laid in bed, just staring at each other, seeing what features had changed on one another while they were gone. What you wouldn’t be able to notice on a FaceTime call. You whispered between one another, not wanting anyone else in the world to hear your conversation because it was meant just for you two.

As he handed you your night slip, he took your hand in his. “Come on. I want you to open the package,” you followed him out of the room, wrapping your arm around his, afraid to let him get too far from you.

As you approached the counter, the candles still burned in the room, casting it in a warm and soft glow, just how your home was supposed to look. “Wait, hold on,” you said as he slid the present to you.

You walked him around the house, showing him where you had placed all of his gifts and he looked enthralled by it, like you were telling some wonderful story that you had just come up with on the spot.

“I actually have a present for you first,” you smiled at him as you reentered the kitchen. His eyebrows shot up at that and watched as you slid the CD over to him. “Lune, what is this?” You giggled as he opened the case and grabbed his laptop from his bag.

As the video played, his face morphed from excited to total bewilderment. “Baby, you did this?” He spoke out as it finished. You nodded your head, nervously playing with your hands as you waited for him to talk.

He grabbed you, pulling you into a kiss as he looked back at the screen. “Clair de lune, that was beautiful,” his voice faltered, eyes getting glossy as he beamed at you. “I’m going to cherish this for the rest of my days and beyond. I’m serious,” he chuckled as your laughter boomed in the space.

“That was amazing. Best home video yet,” he said, but his demeanor changed at the end, handing you the box that had been teasing you for days.

His hands gripped your waist, adjusting you to stand directly in front of him his chest pressing into your back, his increased heartbeat giving away that he was more nervous than he was leading you to believe.

"No card with this one. You have to listen to me explain it, okay?" You nodded in response as his breath tickled your neck.

He stood right behind you, hands on your waist, chin resting on your shoulder as he eagerly watched you open it. When you peel the box open there sits a gorgeous perfume bottle that you carefully took in your hands.

“Josh, this is gorgeous,” he kisses your shoulder and nudges you. “I wanted you to have a custom scent that’s reserved for special days. You can only wear it on those occasions. There’s more, keep going, baby,” you smile as you pull out a bottle of wine and listen to his explanation.

“I picked this wine in Italy. They say to save it for the most romantic night of your life. Couple more things,” he kissed your neck before urging you to continue on. You grabbed a wax seal stamp and a wax stick that was the most gorgeous shade of emerald green you had ever seen.

His hand came down over yours, flipping the seal over to show what it was. It was in a beautiful cursive font that had the first initial of your name at the top, the sun and moon in between them, and his initial at the bottom, different twirls of them looping together, signaling you were one.

“I had them custom make this so we can use it on stationary,” you were speechless as your eyes danced over it. “For what?” His smile grew against your shoulder, hand still resting on top of yours. “Grab the last thing in there and I’ll tell you.”

You gently placed the items on the counter and you felt your fingers brush against what felt like a tiny book. You grabbed it out and your smile grew as you looked at it.

It was wrapped in a deep blue, gold lettering and embellishments on the binding and covers. You whispered out the title of it, letting your fingers dance across it.

“And So The Sun Fell In Love With The Moon,” He hummed at your words, fingers moving over yours and having you open it. The inside pages had a small hole in the middle and when you saw what sat in there your mouth dropped, shaking hand covering your mouth.

“The entire time I was gone, I thought about the best gifts I could get you. It was hard to top myself because this-” he grabbed the ring out of the book, holding it in front of you, “was the very first thing I saw. We were in this beautiful country, I saw this store on a small street, and the first thing that came to my mind was how much you would want to go in and wander around. The universe was speaking to me, lune, because as soon as I went in this was there. You know, I thank the universe every single day for bringing us together? You are my inspiration, my muse, my clair de lune, the best gift I have ever received. You are my everything and I do not want to be without you again. I want to marry you. I need to marry you. Will you marry me?”

He hadn’t moved from behind you, talking quietly into your ear as his cheek brushed yours, fingers nimbly holding the gold ring in front of you both as you softly cried as he explained it to you in the most beautiful way that only Josh could do.

You nodded quickly, choking down your cries long enough to answer him. “Yes, of course. Of course, I will,” his smile grew as he took your hand and slid it on your finger, holding your hand out in front of you both.

“Look at that, perfect fit,” you giggled, turning around in his arms, wrapping yourself around him as he did the same to you. “I love you, Josh,” he sighed, a shaky laugh leaving him. “God, I hope so cause you just said you’d marry me and I’m really hoping it isn’t a pity thing.”

Your laugh echoed in the room as he pulled away from you, grabbing the camcorder and setting it on the counter, placing one of the records he had sent you onto the turntable, and turning back around to face you, holding his hand out.

“Come here, clair de lune. Indulge me,” you walked over to him, taking his hand and feeling him pull you to him. You two slowly swayed to the music, foreheads resting against one anothers, eyes shut as he hummed along to the music, the only light from the candles bouncing off the walls.

And so the sun fell in love with the moon.

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sunshinediaz · 8 months

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fuck it friday <3

the 'fuck it' part of this friday is the fact that @eddiediaztho has bullied me into writing a sequel for clementines fic and apparently i can't tell her no so, like, fuck it

tagged by, and oh boy, @watchyourbuck, @jesuisici33, @alyxmastershipper, @eddiediaztho, @diazblunt, @try-set-me-on-fire, @disasterbuckdiaz, and @wikiangela <3

Buck grins, pieces of bright orange meat stuck between his teeth, and says, “Mi media naranja,” with a voice that’s so soft the quiet song from the radio almost eats it up. “Hey, that was pretty—” Eddie starts, stops, and stares at Buck’s messy, crooked grin. His heart beats heavy in his chest, a thud-thud-thud so loud he’s sure Buck must be able to hear. “That means—” “My half orange, right?” Buck interrupts. That smile’s still on his face, aimed right at Eddie, and Eddie doesn’t know what to do with it. It’s so fragile, so delicate, and he doesn’t even feel the acid of the orange in the cuts on his fingers anymore. “I learned the phrase in Brazil.” Eddie swallows around a lump in his throat he’s sure is his heart, shoved up in there at Buck’s use of the tender endearment, and smiles. He loves Buck and Buck loves him, this they both know, and they’re it for one another, this they both know, too, but Eddie didn’t think it would be this soon. “Do you know why that’s said?” he asks, inching around the island between them. He can’t be far from Buck, wants to reach out and touch his boyfriend—rub his thumb over Buck’s birthmark, the color of ripe tangerine, and kiss the taste of orange out of his mouth. “Do you know what it means?” “No.” Buck shakes his head. He looks up at Eddie, open and in awe, like Eddie’s the fucking sun or something—and he’s not, okay. He’s not. That’s Buck. Buck’s the sun and Eddie’s just one of many, millions and billions and trillions and gazillions, sunflowers turned toward him. “Tell me.” “It’s ‘cause every orange is different, so if you split an orange down the middle it’ll only fit back with the other half.” “So, like, stars?” Buck tilts his head, adorable and precious and Eddie’s in love, holy shit. It’s running over him, turning him cold and hot and tingly all at once, and he doesn’t want to get used to this, never ever. “How they say people are made from the same stars but, like, oranges instead.” Eddie laughs, ugly and intense, and nods. “Yeah, baby,” he says, reaching out to press the fat part of his thumb against Buck’s birthmark. It’s his favorite color. “When it’s said like that—mi media naranja—it means something like a soulmate. Something like a husband.” “Oh.” Buck’s blue eyes sparkle; the evening sun shining into the kitchen halos him in gold and orange and pale, faint pink. “That’s nice to know.” “Yeah.” Eddie laughs, a little strangled, and rolls his eyes. “‘Oh.’” Buck grins, teeth clear of orange meat, and grips Eddie’s hips with both hands to bring him closer. “Well, what do you say?” he asks, tipping his head back and looking up at Eddie, all kinds of in love and happy. “Wanna be my half-orange, Eddie?”

something something buck practices his spanish with eddie because he wants to share that with eddie or whatever <3

i think everyone's done this already???? but if not, i'm gonna tag @shitouttabuck and @jeeyuns and @thewolvesof1998 and @honestlydarkprincess and literally whoever else!

#ANOTHER proposal fic? say it ain't so!#it's so lmao #this is all for b tbh but i hope others can enjoy too <3 #tag games

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deedala · 2 months

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💘weekly tag wednesday💘

love edition - thanks @heymacy for this weeks game and for tagging me!! <3

name: deanna🌱

where the heck are ya? oHIo🌽

do you believe in love at first sight? in my fiction? yes. in reality? eeehhh...

do you believe in soulmates? like predestined one person for one person, not really. but i believe there are people out there you can make soulmate level connections with.

what’s a song you’ve been loving? im still on my guilty pleasure by chappell roan shit right now

how about a show you’ve been loving? ive been enjoying the show death and other details starring the loml rahul kohli

your ultimate OTP: i mean its gonna be ian and mickey huh

your comfort book: the masked empire by patrick weekes

a fan work you adore (fic, art, manip, etc — tag the creator!): i've been thinking about the incredible amount of detail and hard work and talent involved in these cookies made by @michellemisfit every single one of them is such ART. and so many different techniques used to create the right textures and the shiny decorative glass on the alibi?? i mean jesus michelle you were so insane for this. and two fics: a short one Flyboy and the Gearhead by @the-rat-wins which i read recently. im obsessed with the scifi world depicted in it and i loved the ian and mickey in it, they hurt me in the good way lol. And a long one you'll never see us again by @spoonfulstar which i read awhile ago but i still think about it on a regular basis, i maintain it permanently altered my brain chemistry. It's beautiful, its a work of art, it ripped my soul in two...but in the good way.

a trope that captures your heart: mutual pininnnggggg

favorite candy: is it andes chocolate mints?? yeah i think so.

dark chocolate or white chocolate? dark chocolate!

romance novels or thrillers? god i'd love it if theyre both at the same time but if i have to pick then romance.

pink or red? pink :>

and finally, spread some love! share words of encouragement, a positive message, or say something kind to yourself — it’s up to you! to me and everyone else: keep making the things that get stuck in your head and make your heart sing. you cant please everybody so first and foremost make sure you're enjoying what you're doing <3

and now i shall tag some precious nuggets to either play or not, but either way i am handing each of you a little valentine 💘💘💘@michellemisfit @darlingian @too-schoolforcool @mmmichyyy @heymrspatel @gallawitchxx @metalheadmickey @energievie @jrooc @mybrainismelted @mickeysgaymom @whatwouldmickeydo @the-rat-wins @creepkinginc @squirrel-fund @iansw0rld @rereadanon @sickness-health-all-that-shit @softmick @juliakayyy @crossmydna @themarchg1rl @lingy910y @thisdivorce @sleepyfacetoughguy @callivich @ardent-fox @vintagelacerosette @gardenerian @sam-loves-seb @lee-ow @transmickey @tanktopgallavich @palepinkgoat @suzy-queued

#weekly tag wednesday #tag game

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whumpshaped · 5 months

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anon i just got around to writing ur ask, and i wanted to give u some more stuff bc i too am insane abt languages. this is MY interpretation of these terms of endearment as just one (1) hungarian w limited personal experience, so take it w a grain of salt :)

angyalom (my angel): i think this one's kind of old timey too, between lovers. can be angyalkám (my little angel) which is like... idk i guess could be between lovers but i associate it with parent to child.

aranyom (my gold): veeery much between lovers, possibly parent to child too. maybe grandparents to grandchildren.

baba/babám (baby/my baby): i feel like this is common even between friends. girlfriends call each other baba a lot i think. oh this one has infinite dimunitives. baba, babus, babci- ok maybe not infinite. kisbabám (my little baby) is def a parent to child term though i think. but yeah the others kinda work in all contexts. two straight guys would Not unironically say it to each other tho lol

bogaram (my bug): iiiii am unsure? i'm not sure it works between lovers? maybe it does? it probably does. i associate it with a parent to child relationship. can be bogárkám (my little bug) or if you're my grandparents arany bogaram (my golden bug) kicsi arany bogárkám (my little golden bug)

cica/nyuszi/maci/csibe/etc. (kitten/bunny/little bear/baby chick): these and all the other cutesy animal names and whatever you can come up with- obviously works between lovers, sometimes parent to child. my mom sometimes called us kiskutyám (my little puppy). it's about as cringey as the english version of calling someone kitten, which is "if it works for you and you think it's cute, awesome, others will just associate it with daddy and his discord kitten"

csillagom/csillagfényem (my star/my starlight): very lovey-dovey, possibly parent to child. ALSO could be csillagvirágom (my starflower)

drágám/drágaságom (my precious, i'd also translate it to my darling in english): this is def one of the go-to cheesy married couple terms. drágám i mean. drágaságom is more... parent to child maybe? it's less married couple-y

édesem (my sweet): a lovers term mostly. it works parent to child too

egyetlenem (my only one): this one is very much a lovers term. no notes. it's sweet...

életem (my life): this one is also pretty romantic, could be parent to child tho

galambom (my dove): DEFINITELY old timey. this is the one you hear in older hungarian romantic folk songs. it's cute though. used between lovers

kedvesem (my dear): not suuuper common, can def come off as cheesy or trying to be old timey lol used between lovers

kicsim/kicsikém/picim (my little one): lovers or parent to child, i think. i don't think it works in any other context.

kincsem (my treasure): this is one i like.... also can be used as kicsi kincsem or kincsecském (my little treasure). can be between lovers, or can be parent to child.

szerelmem (my love): def can come off as cheesy lol it's like 99% of a lovers term, but i feel like sometimes it can be used parent to child. i must mention the phrase/word szívszerelmem (love of my heart) because it's adorable and i like using it. it's not really a term of endearment i guess, it's more used as like. soulmate maybe? whenever i use it i'm using it in a dramatic, exaggerated, and sarcastic way lol

thats all i can think of :) and yes, within all of them we MUST emphasise that the other person is ours <3 mine mine mine

szívem (my heart): common term of endearment used between lovers, married couples, family members etc. sometimes kicsi szívem/kis szívem/szívecském (my little heart). very affectionate

virágom (my flower): old timey, also one from the old romantic folk songs. def romantic

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My weekly roundup CW 20

I try to write down my thoughts after watching stuff to create a little weekly ranking in relation to the previous week on my, most of the times, quiet sundays (and because I love lists!). These are just my personal opinions and preferences.

And yes, this will contain spoilers!

The Promise is on hiatus this week. I guess it is because they wanted to end the series on WeTV and their Youtube channel on the same day.

→ 1. Love Mate (Ep 5+6)

Most adorable scene this week:

Ahhh, yes, I am obsessed with the series. I love them and don't want to miss them! Sunshine guy and Grumpy Guy are so precious. And grumpy guy is slowly becoming sunshine guy No 2. I love how happy he looks when he is with sunshine guy. I still didn't quite get the pool date and we were robbed of an underwater kiss! It was the perfect opportunity!!!! And they don't need to fool us. They are not date mates. They are a couple. I think it's cute how sunshine guy plays along, even though he actually knows full well that grumpy guy and him are a couple, but so as not to scare him away, he just plays along. The second thing I didn't understand, why don't they sleep together in the same bed? The solution to the problem was of course very adorable and I almost exploded because of the concentrated cuteness of the scene. I would have liked it even more if grumpy guy had climbed down to sunshine guy of his own accord and hugged him from behind. But I don't want to complain. The scene is burned into my memory forever now. And yes, the end of episode 6 fucked me up. Sunshine Guy! Go to him. Take him in your arms! Don't run away! But maybe he just knows grumpy guy well enough to know that he might have closed himself off in that moment. That fucked up ex-boyfriend. It was obvious that he would still play a role. You better not fuck this up in the finale!

↑ 2. La Pluie (Ep 4)

Most surprising kiss this week:

I'm squealing! I was really afraid that there would be a huge problem when Patts found out that Saengtai knew they were soulmates. But with that I am not mad. The kiss on the other hand…Yes, Saengtai initiated it, but Patts was willing to go quite a few steps further. Boy, Saengtai was drunk off his ass! No thought of getting into his pants there. But well, who hasn't made out with someone while drunk? I'll let it slide. Oh man, my critical eyes are really going blind when I like a scene. Not saying it was a good choice of writing the first kiss! Second point…Patts. Talk to your ex, please. Silence has never helped anyone. Especially not in front of love contaminated people. So tell her, hey, I found my soulmate and now I will start a new happy life with him. Other than that, Saengtai and Patts are both like sugar to me. I find their interactions so cute and want to permanently pinch their cheeks. The series definitely manages to pick up from week to week. I'm a little scared when it comes to the drama. I'm not going to like it, but honestly, we're on episode 4 of 12. There's a whole bunch more drama to come…And I'm not ready for it!

→ 3. Happy Merry Ending (Ep 7+8 Final)

The most smitten guy of the week:

Episode 7 I will simply banish from my memory again. But that was exactly what I feared last week. Namely that JaeHyun reminds SeungJun way too much of his ex with his manner. He couldn't offer him any protection at that moment. And I understand SeungJun so much that he sends JaeHyun away, that he wants to be alone, that he wants to protect himself. It's all been so new for him, he was too overwhelmed with the new relationship, because he himself wasn't ready yet from the head. Yes, JaeHyun gave him peace when they were together, but when he was alone, he was vulnerable again. He himself needs to learn to stop being vulnerable and attackable to his ex in order to be a good partner in the future and address and overcome his trauma because: Love cannot heal everything. But even though JeungJun sent JaeHyun away, it was his love that made JeungJun finally take control of his life. He had to make that decision himself to become stronger. And when he is ready, he just hopes that JaeHyun will forgive him…If we were to dive into reality at this point, we would realize that this is wishful thinking. How often does it happen that one person waits so long for another and that other person actually gives a sign at some point, like "Hey, I still like you"? The story would have actually ended at the point when JeungJun asks JaeHyun to leave and compares him to his disgusting ex. That would have been my breaking point, anyway. But, we are not in reality, but in the beautiful world of BL. And here, with the last episode, we get our happy ending, as we hoped for. And may I say at this point that I now wish we had heard more songs from JaeHyun? What a beautiful voice! Makes him even more handsome. I liked the story. I liked that JeungJun managed to turn his life around on his own. I liked the look on JaeHyun's face when he looks at JeungJun. I liked their absolutely cozy looking togetherness. I liked their romance.

↑ 4. Our Skyy 2 (Ep 9+10)

Okay, I was so afraid Our Skyy would ruin my favorites, but shit, was it fun! Would I have liked to see Tinn and Gun navigate their lives with each other after school with new challenges? Absolutely. Do I think the role reversal idea is bad? Not really. It's very amusing to see Gemini and Fourth play each other's roles and give them their own character traits. And they came up with some really good jokes. I was on the floor laughing. The dance scene was so over the top. The whole scene after the exam when they were in each other's arms…I couldn't take it anymore! And to add TiwsonPor as an already existing couple - chef's kiss. They know exactly what they are doing. This is fanservice at its finest. I love it when a show is aware of its fans and what they want, and when they don't just throw it out there, but incorporate in well into the plot. This is so fanfiction!!! It's like the writers and everyone involved really paid attention and saw where the mistakes or inconsistencies were with the original series and now they're making fun of them in an excellent way. Best scene: the guys are all in a room together and Gun and Tinn are flirting with each other and the guys are nagging them not to be so loud. That's realistic for a change. All in all, I liked the episodes of Our Skyy so much more than the previous ones.

↓ 5. My Story (Ep 6)

I don't care about this week! Please don't let Zeke be late for that stupid school event next week and what's with Drake and him? The drama belongs with Sky and Win. Not in our little sanctuary Zeke x Fifth heaven. I resent that! This week was soooo cute again! Fifth is just still very unsure if he can be enough and satisfy Zeke, and Zeke may give him something to doubt there when he agrees to Kim's event even though he promised to be at the school event. And I can already somewhat imagine next week that drama can arise through that. Although I can also understand Zeke wanting to fuel his career as a photographer a bit with the assignment from Kim. These two are going to break my heart before they painstakingly patch it back together. And just between us, I probably wouldn't mind to see their reconciliation in the end.

↓ 6. Our Dining Table (Ep 7)

A kiss? Really now? Not that I think there was really a kiss with the camera shot like that, but still! Brave Minoru! Aside from the kiss, it was another nice, stable episode. Yutaka is opening up to Minoru and Tane is such an empathetic boy, it's heartbreaking. And the dad is my absolute favorite! I think among all of us, he's the biggest shipper of the two!

↑ 7. Step by Step (Ep 5)

Jeng and Pat are so side tracked in my mind right now. Yes, there is progress, they slept in a bed together and you can tell they both already know they like the other. And at the end there was this totally romantic scene with fireworks in the background that screamed for a kiss and then the cut came…okay…but, what really stuck in my mind? My ambivalent feelings about Jaab and Jane. But I did some soul-searching. One of my favorite series is Love Mechanics…so who am I to judge? Yes, Jane fucked up, but shit happens in this world. That doesn't excuse anything, but I'm selfish and I want these two to get together. They both like each other. And of course Jaab doesn't hide it, but he never makes the first move. So it's absolutely clear that Jane is equally attracted to Jaab. So much that he crosses lines he shouldn't. The affair, or even a fling, has a certain tingle, the whiff of something forbidden. It's morally reprehensible and yet the subject matter is always found in the media and people are drawn to it. Why? Because it shows emotions very raw and pure. Because desire for a person is depicted, which otherwise can hardly be transported through the medium. Because it means that the desire for this person, be it purely sexual or even romantic, is so great that one accepts the moral contempt. Because in some moments you have no control over your thoughts and your body. Because it is a temptation that people would like to give in to, at least in their thoughts. It means giving up control to your heart and even if you have never had the thought of cheating, you can still understand what can happen in your body and head. So yeah, I'm not mad about it at the end of this week. I'm excited to see what happens next and I'm eager to see when they get to their happy ending and what other obstacles are put in their way.

↑ 8. A Boss and a Babe (Ep 12 Final)

Most ridiculous dialogue of the week:

The finale surprised once again. How pissed I was at first when it turned out to be just a dream…I hate that. That is one of the shittiest placeholder…fucking dream sequences. And then also at the end of the last episode, so it can't be resolved until the next episode either. That hit home. After that, it was a sugar fest. So much sweetness and romance. Was a little too much for my stunted heart. But it was the conclusion I think we all thought and hoped for. The friends group is and remains my favorite of the series and especially the fact that they have accepted Gun into their group like that and he visibly feels at home there. The roof terrace at the end was a bit much for me. If my partner did that, I'd probably be throwing up rainbows and cotton candy. But anyway. I'm excited to see what happens next week with Our Skyy 2…The preview looked…exhausting, to put it nicely.

↓ 9. Naked Dining (Ep 6)

Oh, Futa… What are you doing? You're dreaming about Mahiro kissing you. Do you want me to interpret it for you? Your subconscious has already figured out that you like him. Your subconscious is trying to tell you what you want, you just have to listen and let it happen. Instead, you're talking about getting married and starting a family. And the look on Mahori's face spoke volumes. He's so hurt and disappointed. He really thought you guys were making progress after Futa's talk of fate, that you found each other again. Oh man. This is so frustrating. All the better that Mahiro told him the truth in the end and leaves Futa alone with his thoughts now. I'm excited to see what happens next.

→ 10. House of Stars (Ep 3)

I found the episode so boring and uninteresting and I don't understand the dynamic going on. I don't get what the relationship is supposed to be between Gun and Pitch. Pitch is obsessed with Gun and Gun doesn't like him, but tolerates him and sometimes looks at him like he's in love with him and is nice to him. And on the other hand, we have So, who is clearly into Pitch and Pitch kind of likes him, but by the portrayal of his character, I really can't see any feelings from Pitch. And yeah, the choice of how he conveys the character is really not working for me. I don't like it. And Pitch is such an unlikable character. He knows he's going to screw up, again and again and again and doesn't learn from it and again and again others have to bail him out while is standing there grinning...Yes, I'm dropping it at this point.

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