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arminsumi · 8 months

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I want to kiss you / キスしたい

G. Satoru

NOTE: i recently started learning to write in japanese for not much reason other than to occupy my mind with something new. this little daydream came to me and i can't stop thinking about it, i think falling in love despite a language barrier is one of the purest and sweetest ways to fall in love.

WARNINGS — it might be fem reader idk, kissing 👍, ur married w him at the end, not proofread lol i'm snuggled up in bed ok

Satoru cant speak english and you cant speak japanese; Suguru is the translator friend. You met him online years ago, who knows how. But you hit it off, and four years of friendship rolled by.

Satoru heard all about Y/n and saw you many times when Suguru facetimed or called you. You and him had many cute, playful interactions, ranging from making hearthands at each other to flipping each other off and laughing about it. Sometimes Satoru would be sat off-camera, overloading Suguru with things to translate, because he had a lot to say to you. One time, Suguru left for a few minutes to get a pizza delivery, and then Satoru got very quiet and the two of you blinked at your screens.

"Hi."

And then you two for some reason started laughing with your whole chests, Suguru walked in with a confused smirk. He joked, "Sooo... what did you and Satoru talk about while I was gone?" He asked, gentle accent coming through in soft waves. "The mysteries of the universe." You replied. Satoru was already diving into the pizza box, but he still listened to you speak; he wondered what you had said, maybe you used some fancy words to say that you liked him? He'd be lying if he said he didn't memorize variations of "i like you" after that. He was paranoid that he could miss you saying that you liked him.

You managed a slow, meticulously-pronounced nice to meet you in Japanese when you finally visited Tokyo. It was at the airport. You and Suguru had shared many hugs — good grief, you'd seen height comparisons many times but none painted a real idea of just how big these boys were. But Satoru? He was loudmouthed on a screen and surprisingly shy in person. Eventually he hugged you and didn't let go. He even got so comfy as to hang and cling to your body like you saw him doing with Suguru in countless photos and videos.

Though you could barely pronounce the little Japanese that you picked up, Satoru felt giddy to hear your pretty voice in his language. He listened to you like you were reciting love poetry to him, fists under his chin and eyes starry. But you were just saying basic phrases, boring things — nothing that articulated your thoughts properly.

He was far too embarrassed to try and speak any English when he first met you, even though after developing a crush on you he did start learning some English on the side. He knew quite a bit, but listening was so impossibly difficult it frustrated him like nothing else. He was also self-conscious of his English accent, though Suguru tried to assure him that he sounded very cute and almost oddly British.

So often instead of attempting to speak tiny phrases to you, Satoru threw a lot of hand motions and signals your way which got the two of you and Suguru laughing — poor Sugie, he was always translating even the smallest things you said even if you muttered them under your breath, because Satoru was eager to know every little thought and expression you had, even if you were simply commenting on the weather.

Once you commented that it was so hot, you were visiting during a heatwave-filled summer. Satoru raised his brows at Suguru expectantly, and you heard a familiar translation;

暑い。

It's hot.

There was such a frustrating language barrier between the two of you, it became more evident when you had finally flown over the sea to meet them.

Yet you and satoru fell in love silently and beautifully, your love flowing like a river in the most unexpected directions. You felt his affection emanating from his irises. You and him joked around, and talked — though you had no idea what the other meant most of the time. Sometimes the two of you gave up and you talked in English, he responded with Japanese, and it went on like that very comedically until Suguru came back to bridge the gap.

Lots of time was spent putting your heads together over your phone, reading translations of what you wanted to say to each other.

One day, when Suguru left the two of you alone in his apartment kitchen so that he could hop to the convenience store, Satoru typed something into the translator and let you read it. Your face warmed up.

キスしたい。

I want to kiss you.

He looks at you expectantly.

You type back to him.

Then kiss me.

それからキスして。

He blushed and hesistated, the two of you making electric eye contact for a while before he boyishly pecked your lips to test if you liked his kiss, but oh that's all the two of you needed to realize just how much you liked each other. You melted into each other like your bodies were made for nothing else but to embrace and be one. He shook a little, tentatively gliding his lips over yours. His hands nervously cupped your cheeks. With the way he handled you so carefully, you'd think you were made of porcelain.

Your reciprocation meant everything to him. His confidence flourished. The soft smacking, wet sounds got louder when he kissed you more passionately. Those gentle hands found their way to the back of your neck, and he softly pressed you closer to him as if he was scared you would pull away. What if you changed your mind mid-kiss? He was overthinking and you wouldn't have even guessed it, because you thought he was in the same blissed out dream state as you were. So high on kissing that the world fell away.

The two of you started smiling embarrassedly, grinning so hard that you couldn't continue kissing. Then the two of you just giggled against each other's faces — a subconscious realization swept him; laughter and kissing are their own languages.

Yes as years passed and you visited time and time again, your Japanese improved and his English improved. When you moved to Japan, eventually you adopted a messy mix of Japanese and English with Satoru. He liked showing off how perfectly he could pronounce things, and you liked showing off that you could write very neat kana.

Years and years and years passed and when you and him were married in your own little apartment, starting a life together, a very fluent Satoru reminisced about how the two of you fell in love despite barely speaking to each other.

"It was your eyes for me." You said.

"Oh really? It was your voice for me. I didn't know what you were saying, but it sounded nice." He said.

"Mmm I liked your voice, too." You said, snuggling your head on his shoulder. He basked in the attention, though it was common, it always felt special for him. The smallest hand touches and wrist kisses made his heart lurch.

"Remember when I always nagged Suguru to translate every little thing you said?"

"Yeah, you worked him to the bone." You chuckled.

"I just wanted to know what you were saying. I had such a crush on you, looking back now it was even ridiculous how much I liked you considering the barrier and all."

"Ooh, did you?"

"How is this surprising? We're married??"

"Oh yeah."

#🗑️ — trash #♥️ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 — 五条悟 #gojo #gojo satoru #fluff #gojo fluff #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x fem reader #satoru x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jjk gojo #satoru gojo

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choicesficwriterscreations · 1 year

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CFWC Writer of the Month: the-pale-goddess

Each month CFWC highlights one of our talented fanfic writers, and this month’s writer of the month is @the-pale-goddess! We hope you will enjoy learning more about her and her work below! The writer is selected at random. More info can be found on the navigation page.

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1- When did you start playing Choices? What was the first book you played?

I downloaded Choices in an extremely terrifying moment of my life in late 2019. I was seeing the ads everywhere and thought that this game might serve as a fairly decent distraction. Well, I wasn’t wrong skfjksjfk

I’m not sure which one was actually the first, but it was either the default TRR or Save The Date promoted at that time.

2- When and why did you join Choices fandom?

My obsession with Open Heart and Ethan Ramsey tied nicely with the release of the second book in 2020. The lockdown allowed me to explore this fictional world further, so I started looking for more content. I found the legendary Denise, aka @justanotherrookie, while lurking on IG. That’s when my long-forgotten Tumblr account came to my mind, and I logged in with the intention of scrolling through the tags to satisfy my EJR thirst.

3- How did you pick your blog name?

Oh, dear…It’s very silly! My skin is extremely pale and I have always been obsessed with music; hence the combo.

Fun fact: this account is quite old (though still not as old as my tumbroke card; I had like three other accounts before this one), and I was slightly embarrassed to enter a new fandom with my dusty aesthetic blog signed by some ominous name, but decided to go with the flow. Then the-pale-goddess has become my brand, and it was too late for any changes–anyone who has changed their URL knows how problematic blogging is afterward.

4- Pull up the first post in your archive, and tell us about it!

My first fandom post was inspired by the frustrating ending of the softball chapter AND the first hiatus announcement…It didn’t age well. As we all know, Ethan & MC didn’t ‘talk about it.’ What’s more, we had to survive a long OH drought before PB decided to resume the second book.

Three years later, the very same shitpost is still the most popular Choices post on my silly little blog lol

5- How long have you been writing fanfiction?

3 years, fanfiction is my pandemic baby! Though I’ve been writing since I was a kid, it was mostly poetry and never in English. But as time passed, I got more occupied with my teenage life and eventually lost motivation to write. That old passion resurfaced several years later, at the beginning of the pandemic. Apart from the obvious need for distraction from the COVID situation, I was frustrated that my English skills were getting rusty, so I decided to dive in.

6- What is your favorite Choices book, and what is your favorite Choices book to write about?

No surprise here: Open Heart (the first book) and Open Heart 😂 I never tried writing about any other Choices book.

7- Share the first fanfic you wrote with us. Do you still like it, or would you change it if you were writing it today?

Miami Heat aka my smutty Miami AU. The concept is brilliant, but the execution…Yikes! I often think of rewriting the entire thing because the writing is amateur at best and my inner perfectionist cringes whenever I think of this mini-series.

8- What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

It all depends on my mood, so here’s a list of my favorites!

9- Do you have a fic that you didn’t expect to be well received, but it was? What about one you expected to be but found could use a little more love?

Cabin Fever - apparently this 69 plotless smut is iconic for some reason? I don’t really get the hype. It has an insane amount of kudos on ao3, my other fics can’t compare lol

Burnt - Book 1 mutual pining E&T classic and one of my absolute favorites (we’re talking top 3); it could definitely use a little more love!

10- If you could write only angst, fluff, or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?

I’ll shock you all and say that I wish I could write fluff for the rest of my life kjgkdgjkdf But since I suck at it, I’d love to be stuck with angst and a dash of smut.

It’s probably a sad thing to admit, but I feel the most comfortable while writing angst. The realism of pain and the emotions that follow are simply very familiar, and it’s easy for me to conjure up a creative image to match the idea. Besides, there’s so much to explore in the angsty realm: all the flavor, nuance, layers, and symbolism. The possibilities are endless!

Smut doesn’t need an explanation, does it? I live on the thirst street 🤡

11- Do you ever recognize yourself in any of your MCs or in your writing?

I do. That’s probably why Open Heart got me sucked right in–OH MC felt very real and relatable, I couldn’t help but see bits of myself in her. Though we share many traits and experiences, Tiffany definitely isn’t an extension of me. I poured my heart and soul into this woman, but she has become her own person and I try to avoid self-projecting into her character unless there’s a clear purpose.

12- What element of writing do you struggle with most?

Recently, I have been struggling with writing in general lol The internet is ruthless!

My biggest issue is that self-loathing perfectionist who doesn’t let me enjoy the process, nothing seems to be good enough for her, and that attitude dims my motivation and hinders creativity.

On a more technical note, I absolutely suck at describing basic movement. I could churn out a long essay on a character’s internal struggle explaining the most complex emotions or a 4K elaborate smut, but when it comes to finding the right words to portray the simplest action, like walking down the stairs or setting the scene for an early morning conversation at the hospital, I feel lost kdhdkhdkdb

13- Do you have any neglected work you really want to finish?

Pretty much all of my WIPs are neglected 🤡 But here are the most important projects I’m hoping to finish at some point in the not-too-distant future:

Home With You AU

Past, Present, Future

My Way Home Is Through You

14- If someone you know in real life (who isn’t involved in fandoms) asked to read your work, would you let them? If yes, what would you recommend they read first?

Since fanfic is based on an existing work of fiction, and the core plotlines and characters should be well-known to the readers, I guess it could be a tedious and confusing read for someone who isn’t involved in the fandom. But then I have received comments from people unfamiliar with OH who have stumbled upon my fics and gave them a chance, so maybe I’m wrong lol

I like to think that I would be okay with sharing my works with someone I know and trust in real life, but let’s be honest: my crippling anxiety would stop me ksjfkjssd However, if I were to pick a fic rec, I’d choose Heaven Upside Down AU because it doesn’t need an extensive OH knowledge. Plus, I’m very proud of this series.

15 - Are there any writers (published authors and/or fanfic writers) who influenced your writing?

While I try to keep my writing style unique and simply mine, there are three lovely ladies who had a huge impact on my writing journey:

@writinghereandthere (aka an actual genius and my writing role model) was the direct source of inspiration behind my fanfic revelation. I fell in love with Ethan and Mariana, Ana’s beautiful prose, her wit, unparalleled talent, and fantastic characterization. Her writing changed the trajectory of my life. Though she left the fandom long ago, her masterlist is a must-read for everyone, trust me! (Ana, if you’re reading this: I miss you more than words can convey. Sorry for the spam I leave in your inbox every now and then skgjksgjk Hope to hear about your original work soon ❤️)

@starrystarrytrouble & @terrm9 - these two literary geniuses have inspired me to follow my own writing path and develop a distinctive style. Their masterpieces offer poetic, raw emotions, encouraging me to allow myself more creative freedom. I’m in constant awe of their unmatched talent and come back to their works whenever I want to feel things ❤️

16- Which one of your stories would you most like to see as a movie/series?

Can I have all of them, please?

I would pay all my money to watch a TV series based on my canon OH plotline…I’m not kidding, I even made a bunch of Netflix edits because I need it in my life. On the other hand, my precious AUs would look amazing on the big screen! The most scrumptious one still hasn’t left my head though, so you have to trust me–the cinematic potential is truly there kdgjkdgjk 17- Do you write original fiction?

I have a few ideas, but they’re so complex I’m stuck on the outlining phase. Mayhaps one day?

18 - What other hobbies do you have?

I’m a certified music freak and a cinephile. I practice destroying male egos on a daily basis. I love photography, niche sports, playing with my dog, lifting people’s moods, random unhinged facts, and ignoring reality, and I have just entered my skincare expert era.

19 - What’s your favorite emoji?

🥰 + ✨ + 💀

These three emojis perfectly encapsulate who I am as a person, I think: full of love and magic, but also dead inside ksjgksjgks

20: BONUS - tell us anything you’d like (if you want to)

I’d like to thank our lovely admins for giving me this exciting opportunity to ramble about my tiny corner on this hellsite and showcase my word vomit. My heart is full of gratitude! I may not be as active as I used to be, and real life doesn’t allow me to change that, but our fandom will always have a special place in my heart, and I feel very lucky to be a part of this community. Thank you for still putting up with me and supporting my fictional world ❤️❤️❤️

#cfwc writer of the month #open heart #the-pale-goddess #choices fic writers creations #choices fanfic #playchoices fanfic #writer of the month #tiffany addams

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taichouu · 4 days

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Would you mind sharing some info about your oc x canon? :3 what's their dynamic like?

Looking up at you like this . You have activated the unskippable cutscene. (OLD!!!!!! ass art incoming.)

I have a few oc x canon ships I absolutely adore from many different fandoms ^_^ the one that has taken up a huge place in my heart since forever is one of my bnha/ my hero academia ships.

|| I don't interact with the fandom or the source material as much anymore publicly (I've talked abt this before) but they just can't leave my mind! ||

You've met my oc Kou before! She is very much my bread and butter oc, I do a lot with her because shes my favorite to draw. She started out as a my hero oc, though, so I find that's where she really flourishes!! I pair her with Tokoyami! 🙈 They don't have an official ship name (my friend group calls them TokoKou on occasion) or anything but I draw them literally all the time even to this day. They're my top oc x canon ship by a long shot LOL to me they go together like tofu + soy sauce, it feels weird to draw one without the other.

(GOD THIS ART COULD QUALIFY AS AN ARCHEOLOGICAL DISCOVERY ,,,)

They gift me so much joy, and their dynamic is so interwoven .. they're extremely strong characters on their own but they are also twin flames to me!

Kou is an owl girl (LITERALLY); she is weird and flighty and yet couldn't be more endearing. She is the definition of a hopeless romantic and loves The Overexaggerated and Dramatic in the world. She has a very loving connection to the moon and cherishes nighttime and the concept of darkness that is borderline religious. She's a big poetry girl, she's confident in her independence and prefers to be on her own for most things. She is pretty open about who she is, but often wishes she handled things with more maturity or coolness.

Tokoyami is an edgelord. He struggles with his self image but only in the way a teenage goth can. He talks in riddles and older prose + tries very hard and yet not at all to cultivate a persona for himself but he genuinely just likes acting like he's batman. He is an extremely sweet individual, even though he looks like he hates everyone 100% of the time with his major rbf. He also definitely is a poetry lover, idk if that's necessarily canon but I feel it in my heart.

How can I even describe what they've gone through that's taken ME 5+ years to go through .. in their lore, they bond tightly as friends and as internship partners under Hawks and the events of the series. They are extremely fond of each other even before they start their romantic relationship, and I always find new ways they pull new facades out of each other when they're together.

I also like to tell everyone in the world that Tokoyamis favorite food is apples while Kous are blood oranges, which obviously is a sign that they are meant to be each other's olive rule 🙈 (They do however always debate which fruit is more superior; jury's still out on the answer.)

^_^ I always enjoy writing and drawing for them. They're a huge comfort for me for sure. I'm ALWAYS rearing to talk about them, it's embarrassing.

I don't have any NEWER art on my phone (I have so much on my computer augh), but here. Have what are from the (shudders) archives........

#tai talks #mywaywardcupcake #mutuals!#aaah... (rolls on the ground)#if you read all that i love you. thank you

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1-800-c0sm1c · 2 years

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꒰crossteaming pt.2 !꒱

genshin characters as your streamer bf/gf !

character x gn!reader

includes kazuha, venti, itto, thoma, and shenhe!

warnings : none.

a/n : thank you for all the notes on the 1st part , much appreciated <3

KAZUHA - THE GEOGUESSER PRO

of course the wanted criminal knows all about geography. (and poetry of course too, but well get to that later)

doesnt matter where in the world he is plopped down in, kazuha knows exactly where he is, and hes quick about it too.

competes in geoguessr tournaments too and often wins with ease.

hes the type to do google maps speedruns as well, and none of his friends are nearly as good as he is.

if youre ever lost somewhere, just send kazuha a pick of your surroundings on twitter, and hes sure to find your cross streets soon enough!

“you said how i got your address…? dont even worry about that bro.”

youre literally just there to distract kazuha, if im being entirely honest.

oh, hes 1 guess away from a 50 state streak ? not if you can do anything about it. especially if he had a penalty set up for getting answers wrong.

he has called you a pest multiple times, but its out of love <3 i dont genuinely think he could ever get mad at you for real, hes very calm all the time.

he also likes to share poetry! on the days you (lovingly) annoy him he likes to write funky lil haikus about how annoying you are <3 isnt that sweet?

what can i say, hes a funny little jokester, at least on camera. when its just the two of you alone hes a lot more romantic, i promise.

“shall i compare thee to a summers day? no, a summers day is not a bitch.”

VENTI - THE GENSHIN STREAMER

pretend for a second that hes not a character in the game, or even better yet, he voice acts one of the characters. venti never shuts up about how good his team comp is and how he always manages to get the characters he wants. (secretly hes just spending a LOT of money.)

character build reviews but hes actually pretty nice about it! sometimes there will be a build that he cannot physically say anything good about and its entertaining, so chat started sending in builds that were purposely bad just to get reactions out of him LMAO.

adventure rank 60, no doubt about it.

the most annoying co-op player. oh you wanted to be that character? too bad, now hes going to play them and hes got a better build too, guess you should switch <3

SOOO many unfinished quests yet he complains he has nothing to do. (guilty)

“go touch grass? im a genshin player… what is that supposed to mean?”

venti loves telling the story of how you two met in genshin co-op. you on the other hand.. well you wish he would stop talking about it every stream you appear in.

lots of streams together! he wont wish for a character without you, he claims youre his good luck charm. (he loses most of the 50/50s.)

will help you do any quest! as long as he wants to, and its one that he knows how to do. so maybe not ANY quest, but hes trying his best.

he may be annoying with strangers in co-op domains, but any character you want to play you can. no questions asked, hell switch immediately.

he does more damage than you but hell still say that you did all the hard work and hes proud of you <3

ITTO - THE FORTNITE STREAMER

“wow you did so much damage just now, you absolutely carried me! thank you, i love you. :)”

the best part about itto being a fortnite streamer is hes not even good at the game.

he tries his best, really he does. but somehow those cracked 12 year olds have got him beat.

has spent an embarrassing amount of money on the game, but you can tell how much he appreciates every item hes acquired.

plugs his creator code CONSTANTLY. hes gotta make that money hes spent back somehow!

whenever he has a really bad loss he just blames it on stream sniping because he can. yeah i basically turned him into ninja, whoops!

“oh my god bro again? you know what, reported for stream sniping!”

you and itto are truly a dynamic duo. youre actually decent at the game and hes entertaining to watch.

chat loves when you play duos games together, and you both do too! (even though hell take all the credit if you win.)

his favorite item is the chug cannon, mostly because he wants to make sure youre full health and shield at all times <3

has made many sacrifices of his characters life in you honor, even if you still dont end up winning, you appreciate it.

lots of moments from his streams have been clipped and put into funny moments montages and they all go straight to his neverending ego.

“we are the clowns and you all have front row seats to the circus.”

THOMA - THE VARIETY STREAMER

i couldnt see thoma sticking to one main category, i feel like every stream hes doing something new, and hes somehow pretty good at anything he tries out.

his commentary is really what gets people to stick around for his content, he can make anything sound interesting.

think of him as a steamer like rtgame! hes got really fun sims and hitman series, games you dont think could be made funny, but then he does and its overall a really great time.

hes got so many inside jokes from all the games hes played, youve got to be there for every stream otherwise you miss out heavily.

nobody even knew what he looked like for awhile because he didnt have a facecam, but once he started using one his viewers went up by 100k, no joke.

“where is that from? oh, its an inside joke, you probably wouldnt get it.”

thomas viewers are literally so jealous of you. youve pulled the ultimate man right there.

honestly i dont see you appearing on his steams much other than for the occasional mario party game.

i feel like since you never really appear most of his viewers didnt even know you two were dating until those random streams happen. everytime it does twitter goes wild with “THOMA HAS A S/O?” and half the replies are also freaking out while the other half is like “you didnt know?” its a mess every time.

most likely youre in thomas chat instead of in the room, and you tend to instigate chat into spamming emotes a lot and getting it turned to sub only mode. its honestly pretty funny.

one time you walked into his room to ask if he wanted mcdonalds and he was watching paint dry. this had been going on for 4 hours. you didnt ask questions.

“the hoes gonna love this.”

SHENHE - THE CALL OF DUTY PLAYER

i think call of duty lobbies are the only place on earth that can handle shenhe if shes genuinely angry.

shes a toxic gamer for sure, dont get on her bad side.

shes gotten pretty good at the game too, shes one of those people who buys the new game everytime one comes out instead of just playing the same version.

chongyun will make appearances at times, they played mario party together once and it was hilarious. (for the viewers at least, maybe not chongyun though LMAO)

chongyun won and she 1v1ed him in nuketown right afterwards. (hes never won against shenhe again)

“everybody gangsta til chongyun is in the lead.”

chat doesnt understand how you can handle shenhe half the times, but truthfully she just has her own way of expressing her emotions.

for example, she broke one of your controllers playing once, and she drove her ass to best buy at almost midnight to go get you a new one, along with a note saying nothing but “sorry :(“ in the prettiest handwriting youve ever seen.

sometimes you even make her angry on purpose just because its funny, and you know no matter how much it may look like it, she could never get mad at you.

i know i said shenhe was a cod streamer, but imagine also playing apex with her alright? definitely a loba main, and shes literally just as toxic on here as she is on call of duty.

probably has had 3 xbox accounts banned already.

“no chat i am not saying slurs in general chat, this time at least.”

#✧;;↬ my work.❞┊🍓#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #kazuha x reader #venti x reader #itto x reader #shenhe x reader #thoma x reader

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jamiewintons · 2 years

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Thomas Thorne Smut Alphabet

The first in a series of smut alphabets that I'll be writing for the Baynton Boys. Let me know which boy you'd like to see next!

18+ ONLY! Ghost!Reader. F!Reader. Reblogs and comments are always appreciated <3

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Thomas is intensely affectionate after sex, he'll want to cuddle and kiss you, and won't stop telling you how much he loves you.

B = Body part (favorite body part of their partner’s)

Your lips. He loves nothing more than to kiss you while you make love.

C = Collar (do they mark you as theirs in some way?)

Thomas has the urge to mark you up, and will often try to give you hickeys. Unfortunately, due to you both being ghosts, they quickly fade away.

D = Dominant (do they prefer to dominate, or be dominated? are they a top or a bottom?)

Thomas is quite submissive at the beginning of your sexual relationship, due to a lack of experience. But once he's a bit more confident, he's more willing to be dominant, but in the softest possible way.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Thomas is not experienced whatsoever, as he was a virgin when he died. Don't worry though, because he wants nothing more than to please you, and so he is always watching and taking note of how you react to everything he does. Though he's a bit clumsy in the beginning, after some practice Thomas becomes incredibly skilled at pleasing you.

F = Fuck (do they prefer to fuck or make love?)

Make love, definitely. To Thomas, sex is most importantly a way for the two of you to physically express your love for one another.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Thomas takes things so seriously that it circles back to being goofy. Sometimes you have to stop yourself from giggling when he starts reciting poetry while he's inside you.

H = Hot (what turns them on, gets them going)

Nothing gets Thomas going more than hearing you read poetry (not anything by Byron, of course). If you've memorised some of his own poetry and read it back to him, he'll want to have you then and there.

I = Insatiable (how do they act when they’re desperate to have you?)

Thomas will go all out to woo you with sweet words and touches, making his intentions well known. But if you decide you want to tease him and pretend you don't know what he's trying to do, he'll get a bit more desperate, and you may even be able to get him to beg.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Thomas did touch himself before you got together (much to his own embarrassment), but once you have sex for the first time, he stops doing it. It could never feel as good as being with you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Thomas has a major praise kink. Nothing turns him on more than you telling him that he's doing a good job at pleasing you or that you love him during sex.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

In the bed that you share, most of the time. However, sometimes when you can get some private time, he likes to take you down to the lake.

M = Mood (what’s the foreplay like? how do you get them in the mood?)

Thomas is the king of foreplay. He's gentle with his kisses and touches, wanting to make you feel beautiful and loved. To get Thomas in the mood, all you really need to do is gently place your hand on his thigh and slowly move it upwards.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won't do anything to cause you pain, or say anything degrading to you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Thomas loves giving you oral, and because he loves doing it so much, he gets very good at it. If you let him, he'd probably stay down there for hours. He never asks for you to reciprocate, but if you choose to, he'll feel incredibly lucky. But all in all, he prefers pleasing you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual is definitely more Thomas' style. He finds it to be much more romantic that way.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Thomas much prefers to take his time, to worship you in the way he believes you deserve, but if you want a quickie, he's more than happy to oblige.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Thomas is willing to experiment to a point, but he doesn't want to do anything too out there. He'd rather know that the both of you are going to be happy and comfortable as you make love.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Since you're his first, Thomas doesn't have great stamina in the beginning, but if he finishes too quickly, he's more than happy to make up for it with his mouth or fingers. His stamina definitely improves with practice.

T = Tryst (are they into casual sex or one night stands?)

Not at all. In Thomas' eyes, sex is all about love, and he doesn't want to have sex with someone that he's not deeply in love with.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

As he gets more confident in his skills, Thomas becomes more likely to tease you, but he will always give you what you need in the end, and it will be wonderful.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Thomas is loud, and very bad at keeping himself quiet. The whimpers and whines that escape him are so cute. He also has a habit of talking a lot during sex, and his words begin to make less and less sense the closer he gets to his end.

W = Wait (how long do they wait before having sex with their partner for the first time?)

Due to the high importance that Thomas places on sex in his mind, he sees it as something very special and will want to wait a while before the two of you explore it together. It's definitely something that he thinks about a lot though, and if you make it known to him that you are ready for it first, things might move a little quicker.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's very thin, and as we know, he has a fatal gunshot wound in his abdomen. He's very insecure about his wound, and would probably prefer for you to ignore it.

When it comes to dick size, Thomas is above average, though due to his lack of experience in life, he has no idea how impressive he is.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Relatively high. Thomas would be down to have sex with you at least once a day if you're willing.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Thomas likes to stay up and talk to you for a while before you both drift off together.

#thomas thorne x reader #thomas thorne imagine #thomas thorne fanfiction #thomas thorne smut #bbc ghosts imagine #ghosts imagine #thomas thorne #x reader smut #x reader fic #x reader fanfiction #nsft text #mari's stuff

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monstrous-femme · 1 year

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Have you ever felt embarrassed posting fic?? I have so many ideas and I really enjoyed doing stuff for fsw but I cringe at the thought of writing anything else?? Or at creating anything generally? I don't know why and I really want to get over it n u seem insightful about this stuff.

(feel free to answer public or priv I don't mind, also feel free to ignore me entirely x)

I love this question bc I think it's about art and vulnerability and imperfection and those are things I think about a lot! (Alternatively, I may be viewing this question through the lenses of art and vulnerability and imperfection BECAUSE I think about those things a lot.)

If I tried to make this all connect it'd be a 1500+ word essay, so instead I'm going to provide some random thoughts and you can connect them however works for you:

1. No fic I write is ever going to get the number of kudos of a very mid Drarry fic I wrote when I was 18. It plagues me that this is my most-read story. I also refuse to take it down. It might still be meaningful to someone, even if it's not too me, and it did mean something to 18 year old me and I want to respect that. But the real reason I keep it up is because I don't want people to think my new, better work appeared from nowhere. I write so well now in part because I wrote a random 50k Drarry fic in high school. Writing it helped me become the writer I became.

2. I think a lot about the cartoon of a dog(?) playing piano with the caption "He plays very poorly, but it keeps him from destroying things."

3. I make paintings and don't post them because they aren't beautiful but I am still glad I paint, and when I first started making earrings I didn't understand how to use little beads to hold big beads in place so things often fell apart.

4. Someone who I met while writing fanfiction and meta for a tiny webseries fandom became such a dear friend that she flew across the country for my wedding party.

5. Many of the best scenes from In Her Hips are ones that scared or embarrassed me to write.

6. While we're on the subject of embarrassment, those smut scenes/fics I wrote that y'all like so much? Literally almost couldn't handle posting them but I bet you're glad I did 😉.

7. When my poetry collection came out and we did a reading and discussion, one of the members of my poetry cohort talked about the paradox of vulnerability, how we think that people will only connect with us if we write broadly but it is actually only in the personal details that we manage to connect. I really, really want to connect with other people. It feels like the most important thing I can do.

8. If you write your stories and never show them to anyone else, I promise they still matter.

9. If you write stories and choose to share them, I promise they will not matter less with someone else's gaze on them.

10. It's terrifying to be perceived because we can't control what other people see when they look at us. When I let myself be perceived, it's like admitting that I want to be loved, and the terrifying thing about admitting that I want something is that I may not get it. I may lose in public. I may be seen as small and human and wanting. There is no way around this.

I hope this somehow answers your question.

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give-soup-please · 2 years

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hii i absolutely adore your writing!! your portrayal of the narrator feels very accurare imo. i think i've read almost every narrator x reader post you've made ksjdhs anyway, i'd like some romantic narrator x a reader who also writes but is very embarrassed/insecure about their work, please!

Narrator and reader who is insecure about their writing (romantic)

The narrator approaches, happy to see you. You see him coming and quickly stuff your work away so he can’t see it. It’s not the first time something like this has happened. You raise yourself up to greet him with a kiss, but the burning curiosity remains.

What was it that you were hiding from him? The narrator was never a big fan of secrets, always preferring to know everything and have control over a situation. At the same time, he can very much recognize being sensitive about personal projects. He thinks back to the negative reviews, and shudders.

He loves you dearly, so for once, he’s not going to snoop through your things. He can be patient. The narrator’s stubborness is everlasting. If it takes the rest of your life time for you to show him, he’ll manage. Meanwhile, he’s upping his coaxing abilities to the max.

“Reader, I’m sure your writing is wonderful. It’s true that no story can be better than mine, but I’m convinced yours is a close second.” Very coaxing indeed, in between boosting his own ego.

Maybe it would be better to start off with something small? If a whole story is too much, why not a scene? Or some poetry? The narrator isn’t particularly picky, because… He sincerely wants to see what you can do. He loves you very much, why wouldn’t that extend to what you can do?

If you ever do pluck up the courage to show him something he’s ecstatic. Even if it’s not ‘great’ writing, he’s so pleased you’re becoming brave enough to share your work. That’s positive character development, right there.

“Reader, this is excellent! The prose, the descriptions, the dialogue! Incredible!” He kisses you. “Do it again! Give me more content! I want to see all of you-” He cuts himself off, embarrassed. He didn’t mean for that to slip out.

Writing is often the key to the soul of the writer. He means it when he says he wants to know more about it, because it might give him some insight into a few questions he has about you. If he reads what you write, he may be able to understand you on a deeper level.

Bottom line, he’s as supportive and patient as can be.

#the stanley parable #tsp narrator #headcanon #tsp #answered ask #stanley parable #narrator #tsp narrator x reader

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in2thenewworld · 3 months

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matchup for xio / 🫠 anon

loading your match! ପ( •̤ᴗ•̤ )੭ु⁾⁾.｡.:✽・ﾟ＋

your match is…

VERGIL!

As soon as you gave me free reign and I read a bit of your description, I put you two together immediately. (So happy that I get to write some DMC, it’s my all time fav 🤞)

Vergil is someone with a hard shell that takes a long time to crack. He’s not easily trusting and he’s very picky with his company. Thanks to your initially quiet nature, though, he takes a chance on you; he’s drawn to your mystery and you don’t overwhelm him in the way that some others might do.

Then you start to open up slowly. It’s as though your personality blossoms. Funnily enough, this is the point where he starts to see you as more than a friend. Getting to know you is steady and sweet, plus he finds your happier, more easy-going side to be endearing. Once you come out of your shell, it’s easier than you think to get him out of his. You might assume someone like Vergil would be annoyed by any sort of loud nature, but he’s already attached to you by this point, and he doesn’t find you obnoxious like some people he knows… Ahem, Dante. He finds himself missing your jokes more than anything when you aren’t around. You make his life so much less dull, it’s like night and day.

You won’t get to know that for a long while though. He pushes it out as much as he can until he cannot deny his feelings anymore, and then he goes through the phase of consciously hiding them from you. He might even avoid you until he realises that this could actually upset you, and that’s not what he wants at all. It’s hard to say who would confess first, but someone has to make the move eventually.

Speaking of Dante, you two very quickly become friends, down to that very same sense of humour. Dante will try and befriend anyone, in all fairness, but with you two it definitely sticks. He probably makes fun of Vergil when he’s not in the room, or he’ll tell you some embarrassing story about him from when they were kids. Oh, sibling love, what a thing.

You’d also get on with Nico and Kyrie! It might be a while before you cross paths, but those two will be your girls through thick and thin when they do. A friend of any of the Spardas is a friend of theirs. Girls day out? You betcha. Kyrie will back it up with the idea that Nero and Vergil need to get closer after so much time apart, just so you guys can all hang out more often.

Vergil isn’t afraid of confrontation. He much prefers to avoid it when unnecessary, not wanting to argue pathetically with people like children, but in much of his journey through life, it has simply been a need. Like a chore one has to get on with. Defending you isn’t a bother at all, though. It’s more this idea that because he’s grown so used to doing this by now, it’s a sixth sense. He will not let anyone do you any wrong. Many people are too intimidated by him to attempt it in the first place. If you so decide you can handle yourself though, he’ll step back as you wish.

Unfortunately, he’s not good at dealing with emotions. When it comes to his own, he blocks them out altogether, or tries to overcome them by physical means- aka, a fight. He’s spent his life searching for power in order to forget what it’s like to feel weak. He’ll still stay by your side though, for as long as you need him. Just tell him if you need anything at all, he’ll do his very best to oblige.

Vergil would absolutely love to see your photography and would share your passion for certain music genres. Vergil has an eye for some art forms- especially poetry, which has been a passion of his from a young age. It heals the emotional damage he’s got shoved down in his soul somewhere. There’s a reason why V was so reliant on it when Vergil split into two forms. It captures his feelings; his human side. He’d love to share that with you once he feels comfortable

Your colour scheme literally matches. Dante will probably call you both emo to make fun of you, but he means no harm. If anything, he’s the emo- haven’t you heard the music he listens to? Um, hello?

He appreciates that you can balance logic and feeling. Vergil often acts on impulse when emotions are high, despite his highly analytical nature. He tries to take note from you to not rush into things so much.

Vergil is also not too experienced in the department of relationships, so you don’t have to worry about that. You both just take things as they come, without feeling pressured to behave or move forward in a certain nature

Lastly, Vergil will be extremely loyal and devoted. He doesn’t give his heart to just anyone, so although it may take some time to earn, it’s a very worthy prize.

I hope you enjoyed this matchup! :D It came to me very naturally, super fun to write !!

#matchups #stella does matchups 💐#matchups open #matchup blog #dmc #devil may cry

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cinnamon-notes · 3 months

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cinnamon's tag-list

#cinnamon-talks (very mundane and random updates on my life)

#cinnamon-notes (casual thoughts and journal-like posts)

#cinnamon-diary (my anonymous public journal. i either sum up my day, or share some pics, or share some thoughts, or all three)

#cinnamon-being-cinnamon (things that make me me) (i really love this tag because i often forget i have a personality and what it is like, so it's pretty helpful for me to go through this tag)

#cinnamon-analysis (taylor swift's lyrics analysis/parallels, poetry/literature analysis, poetry/literature thoughts)

#cinnamon-dashboard (concept posts)

#cinnamon-in-town (updates from the town i moved to & am currently living in)

#cinnamon-and-the-folks (random moments i shared with random passerbys or townsfolk from last tag's town)

#cinnamon-in-love (updates/vents about my love life)

#i'm-her-dorothea (updates about my tis the damn season girl, a redhead i closetedly dated in 10th grade and broke up with tragically only to write & publish tons of poems about her. she still doesn't know. hence me talking about her. hence the tag)

#cinnamon-situationship (random flirts or hookups that happened/may happen again LOL)

#im-only-me-when-im-with-her (my bestie, whom i drunk-kissed and was drunk-kissed by, multiple times. we've never been the same ever since)

#cinnamon-answers / #cinnamon-replies (replies to your asks)

#cinnamon-polls (it's pretty intuitive)

#cinnamon-smokes (my journaled journey through quitting smoking)

#cinnamon-at-work (updates from my eventful job and my insufferable colleagues)

#cinnamon-college (studying updates, college life updates)

#cinnamon-x-college-people (updates about the people/my friends from college)

#cinnamon-friends (about my friends in general)

#cinnamon-x-the-village-people (hometown updates, adventures, and encounters) (yeah the village people is on purpose and yeah it most definitely IS ironic LOL)

#cinnamon-is-reading (updates/discussions about my readings)

#cinnamon-crochets (updates about my crocheting)

#cinnamon-struggles (socially funny things that i do because im goofy and i embarrass myself so i might as well laugh about it)

#cinnamon-is-depressed / #cinnamon-darkness (depression-related contents. read at your own discretion)

#cinnamon-taglist (this post right here where you can find my tags)

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kcwritely · 5 months

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On Realizing Dreams and Becoming a Writer

Hi! I’m a writer just dipping my toes into posting my original works. I’ve spent a lot of time on the fan side of tumblr, writing for my favorite shows, books, movies, and games. But I was always worried my own works wouldn’t live up to the same positive reception and praise as my fan works. So, I’ve been hesitant to share.

But now, I want to branch out and bring my personal writings to the public! Which I find absolutely terrifying, but we all have to start somewhere. I’ve already posted some of my old poetry, but that hasn’t exactly met the welcome I hoped for. So, I thought I would take a more personal approach and share a bit about myself.

I’ve been writing and creating stories ever since I was a toddler. Of course, it was all about pretend and play rather than actual literature at the time. My interest in writing began in earnest when I was around ten years old. My personal life had become unstable at that point, and it was during this time that I truly began to connect with and find solace in books.

I started seriously writing my own stories when I entered middle school. These were, of course, a bit silly. They are undoubtedly full of all the classic middle school tropes, hang-ups, and pitfalls. But this was the very beginning of a lifelong passion. So, I look back on those old works with fondness.

It wasn’t until I reached high school that I began to write and plot out novels. These, too, were ‘cringe’ and are still a bit embarrassing to look back on. But they were the foundation of who I am as a storyteller today. It was during this time that I discovered my love of world-building. I genuinely believe it is one of the best parts of being a writer.

Unfortunately, I also suffered from crippling self-doubt and a severe case of imposter syndrome. So, I never shared my work with others. I often felt that what I created was not refined enough to be read by anyone but myself or my supportive mother. This mindset followed me for many years, making it difficult to chart a clear path toward my future.

When it came time for college, I wasn’t entirely sure what to do. I have other passions and briefly considered following them. However, I ultimately chose to pursue my love of language and literature. I wound up becoming an English major. Although, I had no intention of becoming an author. At that point in time, my confidence as a writer was low. I just thought it would be better to put my talents to use as an editor. So, I pursued a minor in editing and decided that would be my career.

It wasn’t until the pandemic, after graduating college and a horrible stint in Corporate America, that I realized my life was my own. And I could pursue whatever dream I wanted. At first, this meant pursuing a career as a tattoo artist. A very different path, I realize. But I could not deny my love for the craft. Not to mention, this was another dream I had convinced myself was unattainable just because it was I who looked to attain it. Once I realized I could pursue any path I desired, as long as I put in the work and tried my best, everything changed.

I began practicing for hours daily to improve my art and become a tattoo artist. These efforts eventually led to my skills growing dramatically. I was so surprised to realize what I could accomplish if I wasn’t standing in my own way. It was the first time I truly thought of myself as someone with talent. I followed this dream for quite some time, building my portfolio and researching local shops that might need an apprentice.

It wasn’t until one fateful night when I was driving home from a bridal shower that the idea hit me. An old book concept from my high school days resurfaced in my mind, and I suddenly knew what the story needed. When I finally got home, I began writing these ideas down immediately. I didn’t even realize it was three in the morning by the time I finished. From that moment on, I became infatuated with my story. Rekindling a love I had long thought was lost.

With a renewed interest in my lifelong passion, I dedicated myself to my dreams. I decided that this time, nothing would keep me from achieving my goals, not outside influences and certainly not myself. Through this new resolve, I began working on my largest project ever, a seven-book epic fantasy adventure exploring a vast and diverse world of my creation.

Now, I want to share the process of such an undertaking with all of you! From conception to plotting, world-building to character creation, I’m sharing it all! I encourage anyone who is a writer or wants to be one to reach out to me. I am happy to share my experience and help other writers realize their dreams like I have begun to do for myself. If you have read this far, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for doing so. I wish you all the best in your writing journey, and I hope you, the reader, can learn something from my experiences.

Please feel free to reach out to me with any questions about writing!

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demoiselettes · 1 year

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May I request a match up ?

My name’s Jheyzel And I Am Nonbinary!

I Have long Black Hair And A Light brown skin:) I have brown eyes ( it’s actually Very obvious and People often mistake my eye color sa hazel ) I am also 5”5

I love Playing the violin since I was 10 Year old at that ate my Mother would Love to play it and thoughts maybe she could Try to teach me to so Ive been playing it For Many years; One of my Hobbit s is also dancing ( mostly classical ballet because train to be a ballet )

I am a very hardworking person and try to get High grades to make my Mother proud! I am also a People pleaser and very funny, I am very sympathetic and wont hesitate to give a helping hand. People say I have a comforting aura

I dislike it when people do not try and at lease respect my opinions and im also scared of ghosts as I have seen many and experience many paranormal events.

My mbti is intp And Fav Foods Are Mangoes And Dangos! ( idk why I put that but I just want to tell you ) Favorite Colour Is Red And Gray:)

I Show my love By Woods of affirminations and Acts Of Services

Eventide

I match you with Iguro Obanai!

•Your hardworking nature, is primarily what draws Obanai in

•We all know what his reaction was to Tengen quitting his job as a demon slayer

•So if you’re naturally hardworking to get your achievements done, he’s gonna hold a certain amount of respect for you

•Of course, overworking is never a good thing but it takes Obanai some time to realize that

•I feel like Obanai has sort of a self-destructive will, as in he doesn’t care much about what happens to him just as long as he gets the job done

•So.. he sort of tends to think it’s that way for everyone?

•But in line with his growing fondness of you, he realizes that he doesn’t like seeing you overwork yourself to exhaustion

•So he’s going to begrudgingly advice you to rest up

•And maybe stalk you a lil’..just to make sure you’re resting up ofc

•He doesn’t really agree with your people pleaser attitude if he finds that it’s harming you in any way

•He won’t say/do anything about it unless you actually do something harmful to yourself for the sake of others, however

•He likes letting people realize stuff by themselves rather than intervene himself

•Safe to say you’re one of the few people he trusts because of your helpfulness

•You mentioned not liking people disrespecting your opinions.. that’s a valid point

•Obanai’s the kinds to sort of.. impose his judgement

•He doesn’t do it for bad, he’s just like that

•So you’re probably going to have to teach him to respect other’s opinions a bit, even if he doesn’t approve of them

•It might be frustrating but if you’ve a lot of patience, it’ll be done

•Speaking of ghosts, i feel as though Obanai might be the superstitious type

•For having been nearly sacrificed to a demon, i think he’ll believe his fair share of the paranormal

•Maybe he’d give you omamoris, or other charms for good luck and protection against the unknown

•Oh, and he’ll also be following you around a lot, ‘for protection’

•You, Mitsuri and Obanai are definitely an iconic trio

•Once Obanai accidentally lets Mitsuri know of your love for dangos, it’s over

•But really, they’re fond of you in their own ways and you three make a cute sight

•He’d love to watch you dance, though he’s sort of embarrassed to admit it

•In return, he’ll write you poetry

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #nan’s eventide.#iguro obanai matchup #sorry for the wait i wasn’t feeling motivated :(

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Hello there Wiggles. I saw that you do take requests and I am just throwing an idea out there for you. I will always love my favorite men like Crosshair, Echo and Wolffe and.. and .. and.. But, how about Plo Koon? We always read and HC him as the dad in space , but what about Plo and his sweetheart? Somehow I can imagine him being very protective of her but also someone who can be jealous at times, even when there is nothing to be jealous about. F.Reader, insecure a little, with a fuller body?

Hello!!! This is a great ask and I have really come to love Plo Koon as a father to his clone squadron, but I admit I haven’t thought too much about him in a romantic fashion. Although now that I do, I am super intrigued. I hope you like what I’ve come up with here! Thank you too for the request!!

Pairing: Plo Koon x female reader

Rating: T (mild T)

Warnings: body image issues, reader has some insecurity about herself, a man being a jerk (not Plo), mild jealousy

When you meet Jedi Master Plo Koon, it’s when he comes to guard the beautiful senator from Corellia. But you’re not her, you’re her assistant, the very capable and well-organized assistant who keeps the senator successful at her job. Not that anyone seems to notice you very much.

You like your job well enough, it makes you feel as though you are doing all that you can in service to your system. But it’s hard sometimes, always behind the scenes, being overlooked and often feeling invisible next to the stunning senator. While you know you’re attractive in your own way, no one is writing poetry to you or sending you endless gifts of flowers, perfume, and jewelry. The senator is friendly though, always sharing her presents with you, even insisting you take some of the lovely clothes that are sent to her, it’s just too bad none of them will fit you. You’re holding up one of the dresses to your curvy figure and glancing in the mirror right now. Tonight you’re accompanying the senator to a gala and you’re imagining what it would be like to wear this designer creation.

“Why did you sigh?” A voice breaks into your thoughts and you turn to see Master Koon watching from the doorway.

Ever since he’s been around, you’ve been intrigued by him. His appearance might seem unusual to some, but you’ve grown fond of him. He’s always pleasant and kind to you, and he takes time to talk with you. He’s been as worried about your safety as much as the senator’s. It’s refreshing and you appreciate his concern. It’s even more than that really; you appreciate that he sees you, really notices you, unlike so many others.

“Oh, I- I was just wishing I could wear this instead tonight,” you explain, feeling slightly embarrassed. As a Jedi he probably never thinks about such trivial matters.

He crosses the room and considers the gown in your hands, “May I?” He gently takes the dress from you and looks it over, “This is nice fabric, but I don’t believe it is as stylish nor as well made as the gown you have chosen for yourself.” His voice is warm and as he looks you over he nods his head as if he is agreeing with his comment. He places the dress on a chair, his motion dismissive of it.

You’re so surprised by his assessment that you don’t know what to say at first, but then remembering your manners, you manage to stumble out a thank you.

“You’re welcome,” he replies, and then holds out his hand to you, “If you’re ready then, I believe it’s time we should be going.” You notice that he is very fashionably dressed himself for an evening out, rather than wearing his usual Jedi robes.

You reach out and take his hand, and are surprised again when he wraps your hand around his arm and leads you towards the exit, “Master Koon, did I miss something?”

He chuckles softly, a gentle rumbling sound that you could listen to all day, “Master Kenobi is working with me tonight, and we thought it would be less obvious that we’re here to guard you and the senator if we act as your escorts to the gala.”

“Oh, so Master Kenobi is the lucky one who gets to be the senator’s date while you’re stuck with me, huh?” you ask him as you give a little self-deprecating laugh.

“No, I’m the one who asked to be your escort,” he corrects you and then tells you, “It isn’t often that I have the opportunity to take a beautiful woman to an event like this.”

“But you’re not with the senator.” The words are out of your mouth before you realize what he’s trying to tell you.

He chuckles again, “No, I’m with you. You’re the beautiful woman I’m taking to this party.”

You turn and look at him, flummoxed by his words, “You think I’m beautiful?”

He reaches his hand up to touch your cheek gently, “You are so lovely, sweetheart, a beautiful woman with a beautiful soul. I’ve been admiring you for some time now.”

“I’ve admired you too, Master Koon,” you admit softly, smiling at him.

“You may call me Plo, if you like, I know I’d like to hear it,” he says with a slight gruffness to his voice. It pulls at you in an enticing way and causes a small shiver of desire to run through you.

“Plo, then,” you test it out, enjoying the way it sounds. You’re excited at the opportunity to spend the evening at the side of this fascinating man. But another thought pops up in your mind, “Wait, though isn’t this just for show? I mean it’s not a real date if it’s just to protect the senator?”

“It can be real, if you’d like that,” Plo replies, and then admits “I’d like that.”

“I want it to be real too,” you tell him, your eyes shining with happiness, “Well, then shall we be on our way, Plo?”

You let him lead you out to a speeder where the senator and Master Kenobi are waiting for you. Plo holds your hand, helping you into the vehicle and then takes his seat next to you. On the way there, he holds your hand in his. You keep sneaking little peeks at him still so surprised by what he’s told you. He looks at you too, and from the way his eyes are crinkling at the corners, you can tell he’s smiling at you.

The gala is the usual glittering spectacle full of politicians and elite society members. Normally, you find these affairs rather boring as you fade into the background, a perpetual wallflower. This time, however, on the arm of your dashing Jedi escort, you’re enjoying yourself far more than you ever thought you would. Plo is attentive and entertaining. He invites you to dance several times, spinning you through the crowd in a graceful fashion. He tells you funny anecdotes about missions he’s been on as a Jedi. He’s even offered to fetch you a drink when you’re feeling thirsty. That’s where he is when another man approaches you.

“Hey cutie, how about a dance?” the stranger asks you. He’s attractive in a bland sort of way, and in the past you probably would have agreed to dance with him.

“Thank you for offering, but I’m waiting for my friend to return,” you reply politely.

“Oh come on, it won’t be that long, I’m sure your friend won’t mind, besides it’s not like you’re going to get many offers,” he pushes and reaches out for your wrist. His grip is surprisingly strong and you feel a slight panic in your chest.

“I’d rather not,” you tell him and try to pull yourself from his grasp.

“I’ve seen your friend, trust me, I’m a much better choice, babe,” he leers at you, “At least I can kiss you. I bet you’d enjoy that.”

“I’m sure I wouldn’t, now let me go,” you demand, trying to make your voice sound forceful.

The jerk just laughs and tugs you closer.

“I believe the lady asked you to let her go,” a posh accent intervenes and you turn to see Master Kenobi at your side.

“What’s it to you, pal?” the guy asks, but before he can say anything else his fingers are pried off your wrist, and then he is shoved away, stumbling and falling on his ass. He looks around in surprise as no one has touched him and he scrambles away quickly.

“Thank you, Master Kenobi,” you breathe out in relief, “I greatly appreciate your help.”

“It was my pleasure, my dear,” Master Kenobi responds with a soft smile, “Ah Master Koon, you’re back, just in time for the next dance.”

Plo hands you a glass filled with a cool beverage and you eagerly accept it, “I think I’d rather get some air instead,” you suggest.

“Of course,” Plo replies, he’s standing very tall and his posture is stiffer than it’s been all evening, “Would you like Master Kenobi or myself to accompany you?”

“I’d like you to accompany me,” you tell him, your tone unable to hide the confusion at his question. He motions for you to go ahead as he follows you to the terrace. As soon as you’re alone, you don’t take even one moment to ask, “Why would I want Master Kenobi to be here with me?”

“He was there when you needed him,” Plo tells you, his voice soft and almost hurt sounding.

“That was just chance,” you insist, “I know that if you had been with me, you would have done the same.”

“Still, women always like Obi-Wan, he’s very charming,” he points out and if you didn’t know any better you’d swear there was a twinge of jealousy in his voice.

“I’m sure he’s very nice, but I’m not interested in him,” you state. You take both of Plo’s hands in yours, “There’s only one Jedi who’s captured my interest.”

You lean in and place a soft kiss on his mask. His hands move up your arms and gently, he pulls you in close, hugging you to his body. His forehead comes to rest against yours.

“Do you mean it, sweetheart?” he asks you, hopefully.

“Absolutely,” you reply, your voice warm and sincere, “You are the one who saw me, noticed me, when no one else did. That means more to me than anything.”

Thank you for reading!!

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dourpeep · 3 years

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IT WAS 2AM WHEN I SENT THAT SO I HELD BACK MY SIMPING FOR COLLEGE ALBEDO A LITTLE. tried not to send all my brainrot so I didn't just send a wall of text into your inbox LOL. Some others I thought of were:

- Mona giving astrology forecasts and compatibility readings in this au and Albedo may have asked her about the two of you

- Going to botanical gardens or museums with Albedo but for some reason it feels like a date even when it didn't intent to be. You tug on his sleeve now and then when you see something he might be interested in or even when it's something that excites you, and Albedo can't help but have a soft look in his eyes that he can share this moment with you! Somehow it results in the two of you holding hands - just so neither of you stray from each other of course - and eventually, intertwined fingers. You hear someone say that the two of you seem like a cute couple and you know Albedo heard it too, but neither of you say anything. You feel his hand squeeze yours a little tighter and respond in kind. The two of you are too embarrassed to look at each other but can't help the smiles on your faces.

- Lending Albedo some of your favourite books for pleasure reading and you've left tiny tabs on lines that you like. Perhaps this is before Albedo realizes his feelings so when he reads particularly romantic lines, he wonders if this is how he feels about you. Or did you mark these pages because you feel this way about someone? His stomach is in knots to the thought that you may be intrested in someone that isn't him and he settles for it just being prose.

WHAT YOU WROTE WAS SO CUTE AAA. THANK YOU FOR SIMPING FOR COLLEGE BEDO WITH ME!!

Tugging his hand and not letting go omg . . . you tend to just intertwine pinkies or play with his fingers absent-mindedly that Albedo becomes so accustomed to it so he starts to offer you his hands without a second thought.

WAIT. I gasped at Albedo being a cuddler. He's a little delirious when he first wakes up but you're so comfy that he hugs you a little tighter, asking if you've slept well. You try to reply while worrying about whether or not he can feel your heart thrumming in your chest.

What if Klee is staying with Albedo one night and the three of you fall asleep cuddled up together. Alice comes back early in the morning before any of you are awake and takes a picture. She sends it to Albedo later and he sets it as his phone's wallpaper.

Albedo staring at your lips winded me, thank you.

YES TO THE SWEATERS. I bet Albedo would have the softest and coziest sweaters too! Imagine it being a little cold out and you see Albedo across campus so you bound over to him and give him a hug. You nuzzle into him and mumble out a little 'hello' and say he's warm. You feel his laugh rumble through his chest while he greets you back, wrapping his arms around you

And I LOVE ALL YOUR HEADCANONS! I believe I found your blog around the time you posted Albedo's snort headcanon and it was too much for my heart!! I held tight to that headcanon and never let go lol. I also thought the science + college headcanons you had of him were really nice despite not being necessarily romantic!

Side note: I looked up that lobster fact and that's so cool!!

The Lobster Fact(tm) is my go-to ice breaker and it always fails. I'd imagine it's normally the same w/ Bedo OTL so sad...not many wish to know about potential lobster immortality.

I'm glad that you love the headcanons though!! I enjoy writing for Albedo so so much as you can tell ehe

That being said--if it makes you more comfy to send stuff in a few bursts of asks, I don't mind :DD I'll answer them as usual nodnod

OKIE DOKIE

"...Mona, yes?"

"Ah, I was expecting you to come around sooner or later, Kreideprinz."

Really, Albedo didn't mean to stumble upon the Astronomy major, but for some reason the thought of you has been on his mind and the campus' observatory just so happened to be on the way. With the meager hope that...maybe he'd find some sort of answer (in what, he wasn't really sure himself), there she was.

Luckily, she knew just what he was there for.

The moment that she twirls her hand with a wave, telling him that there isn't anything to worry about, the apprehension creeping within his chest at the thought of seeing you next-

disappeared.

It's not often that he turns to less orthodox methods, but he wouldn't lie. Knowing that--at least in Mona's opinion (which tended to be correct, anyway)--the two of you were undoubtly compatible? Something about how your constellations were intertwined...

In fact, Albedo turns a little theory around in his mind. Though based in old folktales, the idea that you gravitate towards those who are made of the very same stardust as yourself, suddenly made sense.

Or, perhaps he was just being hopeful.

Little does he know that you most definitely asked Mona about the same thing earlier that day.

AHHHHH BUT OF COURSE-

Any of those kinds of places--Botanical Gardens, Art Museums, Aquariums, Zoos, Museums in general--Any place where you're able to utterly lose yourself in your surroundings and look around in awe, really, are your go-to date outing destination!

Usually, it's just the two of you, maybe with Sucrose or Timaeus if it's for a particular class, as well as the occasional Klee in tow whenever Alice is busy with work.

But in this case, fingers interlocked, it's just the two of you on a impromptu trip to the art museum downtown after seeing a promotional banner about a new exhibit. Once inside, you rush along, Albedo trailing close behind with a light squeeze of your hand. The large area used for temporary exhibits isn't far from the entrance, so it's not long until you skid to a stop.

All along the walls are incredibly detailed oil paintings, the thin layered strokes glistening in the light. Albedo takes a moment to whisper to you about how oil paint works.

Due to the thinness of the paint and it's transparency, light passes through every carefully placed stroke, allowing for a unique sort of depth that isn't achievable with other painting media. You smile, the artificial light of the art exhibit making your features glow and Albedo can't help but wonder if you are like those paintings.

So complex, so carefully created in an image perfected with time. Your eyes search his and you say his name and Albedo clears his throat when he realizes he's been staring.

"Do you like this one?"

Ah, you must've assumed he took a liking to this particular painting.

His eyes shift back to it, taking in the sight of the balance of color, the composition, then back to you. He only stares a second longer before nodding.

Whether or not you realize the view he likes is you is something that he dwells on as you both make your way to the next painting.

If you had a penny for every time that someone comments on the way you compliment each other, you'd probably be able to pay off your tuition for next semester.

Okay, perhaps not, but the idea still stands.

You're only just at the end of the art exhibit when the security guard wishes the two of you a lovely date. Something about how young love is something to be treasured, something about how the two of you already seem so natural and comfortable in each other's presence.

Before you can mumble out an explanation, Albedo just squeezes your hand, gentle as always, and smiles.

It's a compliment, right? For someone to see how close you are, even if you really are just friends, is a good thing.

Ignoring the warmth that spreads over your cheeks, you smile and turn your head away shyly. Squeezing his hand back, the thought of what it'd be like if you were together crosses your mind.

Just as you lend books to him, he lends books to you. Surprisingly, this time it just so happens to be a poetry book--something that you expressed interest in a week ago but ended up not getting.

Within, he's left colorful notes with his neat, slanted writing.

Short discussions (presumably questions to himself) of what the poet must've been thinking, different possible scenarios, are peppered throughout the book. But one just so happens to catch your eye. Rather than a question, it's a statement. Simple, short, and...sweet.

'You carry the aura of the stars.'

The little yellow sticky note pasted beneath a love poem to the night sky stands out. Suppressing a flutter in your chest, you continue reading through the poem book with a few giggles at Albedo's musings until you find a note with most of the words crossed out.

It's entirely unlike him, the way that the dark ink scribbled over the words, making them illegible.

But at the bottom was a continued attempt--one you presume he was satisfied with by the way it lay pristine on the colorful paper.

'You look. I fail to speak.

Your mind, so brilliant as it is I wish to see behind To further appreciate the one I love.

I can only hope one day you shall let me in, So for now I wait patiently by your side.'

Who could he have written this for? You can't help but stare at the poetic attempt, knowing full well that Albedo seldom does something without meaning.

The book closes and you tuck it back on the shelf to ask about later.

AAAAA YESYESYESYES I LOVE THAT CUDDLE PILE W/ ALBEDO AND KLEE

Even though Albedo's a grade A student and certified genius (he's adamant in his denial, shaking his head and mumbling about how he just studies hard), he's not entirely a stickler for rules.

Well, that is, Aunt Alice's suggestion that Klee goes to bed by 9.

Instead, the three of you settle in the common room of Albedo's place in a bundle of pillows and blankets at the demands of a pillow fort.

The tv blinks on accompanied by the near silent click of the remote.

"What should we watch?"

Klee always ends up picking the movie. This time, she wants Alice in Wonderland, commenting on how the bunny is like her best friend Dodoco and the blonde girl on screen is named after mommy. Albedo doesn't bother correcting her, even though he knows quite well that dear, sweet Dodoco is a chinchilla.

Between sips of juice and a few mouthfuls of popcorn, the three of you fall asleep, Klee curled up besides you and Albedo's arm draped over you both.

Even when the sun is up in the sky, you sleep peacefully.

So, naturally, Aunt Alice has a spare key just in case something like this happens.

Immediately she's met with the sweetest view--her two kids (she's practically adopted Albedo as her own at this point) and--

Hiding a cheeky smile behind her hand, Alice can't help but sneak a little closer when she spies the way that you and Albedo somehow gravitated closer, his face buried in your hair and yours resting against his collar. Wedged between you with tousled hair, Klee snoozes peacefully.

She snaps a picture, followed by another, and another, and a fourth for good measures before meandering into the kitchen to prep something for breakfast.

Might as well let her three favorite people enjoy the comfort of sleep for a little longer...

You wake up the moment that Klee wiggles her way out of the blankets, nuzzling against the warmth radiating under your cheek.

Nice and cozy. Smells nice...wait.

Eyes fluttering open, you're met with a familiar birthmark and the nearly gone scent of Albedo's cologne.

You nearly pull away until the arm, now wrapped around your waist, pulls you closer accompanied by a satisfied sigh. Ah. You shut your eyes tight when you realize that Albedo's going to be asleep for at least another thirty minutes, resigning to your fate gladly.

Of course, Alice takes the opportunity to snap a few more pictures when you've finally fallen back asleep.

YES ALSO ALSO

Speaking of Albedo and sweaters and warm and also the just mentioned cologne. A little fun tidbit--not only are you familiar with the scent of his cologne because he wears it often, but it (in this au) is actually one that you picked out some time back. You probably were at the store together smelling some of the perfumes when you came across one that you were pleasantly surprised by.

Specifically, something that's lightly floral, a little warm but sweet with a hint of earthiness.

The pros? It fits Albedo perfectly! It also kinda sticks well and his place faintly smells of it.

The cons?? Well...you're embarrassed to say that hugging Albedo tends to drag on a little longer than anticipated because it's just such a comforting scent-

Not because you associate it with Albedo or anything-

Ehe

Man I really went to town again, didn't I?? Well, I'm glad that you enjoy my headcanons :DDD Albedo just seems like such a sweet person??? Like endearing in a way that just is...him. If that makes sense.

Brain go brrrrrr

I'll admit that my favorite headcanons for Bedo are mundane and domestic ones though! Like these! Just the little moments where there's nothing really going on except for him and you and ahhhh yesyesyes

Okay that's all-

#anon asks #albedo #albedo headcanons #genshin impact albedo #albedo x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact fics #genshin impact drabbles #modern au #college au #modern au albedo

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monicashipsnickyjoe · 4 years

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(modern au)

Nicky takes the train to work every morning. He sits in the window seat and stares out at the passing trees and buildings and life outside. He goes to work, he goes home, he goes to sleep. Everyday, the same routine.

He doesn’t smile much anymore. Or talk, except when his bosses ask him questions. He watches the news on low every night and falls asleep on the couch to the sound of late night talk show hosts sharing laughs with their guests.

The view through the train window starts to make him sad, so he brings books to read instead.

One day, he finishes a book of fiction on the way to work, so he stops by the nearby bookstore on his lunch hour to pick up something for the ride home. He stares at the stacked bookcases labeled fiction, unsure where even to begin, when one of the employees directs him toward a different shelf, this one reading local authors. Nicky’s so surprised to be talked to that he follows the employee without question. He decides to buy the first book she puts in his hands.

It’s poetry. He almost puts it back but the title stops him.

Relief for a Lonely Heart by Yusuf al-Kaysani

He buys the book. He reads it, and falls in love.

In the following weeks, he buys all of al-Kaysani’s collection. His copies become well-worn and well-loved. He takes them on the train with him often, whenever he feels sad, and they help. These words, so close to the longing of his own heart, ease his loneliness in a way he never thought possible.

He’s nose deep in his favorite poem one morning, so lost among the pages that he misses when someone speaks to him, until they do so again.

It’s a man across the aisle, leaning over it, pointing. “Do you like that book?” He has soft brown eyes and a head of curls, with a full beard. He’s wearing a suit, sans tie, with the top top buttons open. He’s movie star handsome, and Nicky, though he heard him this time, has to make sure.

“Pardon?”

“That book you are reading,” the man says. “Do you like it?”

“It’s my favorite,” Nicky tells him. It’s different to talk to a stranger, but when lines crinkle beside the man’s eyes when he smiles, Nicky can’t help but be charmed.

“I like it, too,” the man says. “You know he’s a local author?”

“I do.”

“Have you ever met him?”

“No.”

“Would you like to?” the man asks.

Nicky lowers the book. “You know Mr. al-Kaysani?”

The man’s smile grows impossible wider. Nicky’s certain they could use that smile to power the train. “Call me Joe.”

“I’m Nicky.”

Joe holds his hand out across the aisle. Nicky reaches and takes it. The handshake is firm. Joe doesn’t let go right away, so Nicky doesn’t either. He can’t remember the last time he’s had eye contact this long.

The thought startles and embarrasses Nicky, so he glances down and withdraws his hand. “You were saying you knew Mr. al-Kaysani?”

“Um,” Joe says. “Yes, that’s true.” He motions to the open seat beside Nicky. “Do you mind if I join you there? I feel very far.”

“Of course,” Nicky says and moves his bag to the floor to give Joe room.

“Thank you.” Joe rises and crosses the aisle. He sits to Nicky’s right, so close their elbows brush on the armrest. Nicky thinks to move, but doesn’t. Joe leans closer, lining their arms from elbow to shoulder. He’s so warm and solid, and this close, Nicky can see the kindness in those eyes and the freckles on his nose.

“Breathtaking,” Joe says, stealing the word straight from Nicky’s thoughts, but he’s looking at Nicky. He means it for Nicky.

Joe clears his throat. “Tell me your favorite poem.”

“Only if you tell me yours after,” Nicky says.

Joe nods. “Of course.”

Nicky still has his thumb in the page. He lifts the book and shows Joe. It’s a melancholy poem that compares loneliness to sitting on the side of the road, watching the cars go by. You can see the people but they move too fast. If they see you, they are gone before they can speak. It’s a poem that whispers to Nicky’s very bones, though admittedly less so, since Joe sat beside him.

“This is your favorite?” Joe says. “Not one of his love poems?”

“The love poems are wonderful,” Nicky tells him, “But...” He doesn’t know how much to share with this stranger, not wanting to offend him.

“Go on,” Joe says. “I’m so curious to know your thoughts.”

“They don’t feel as genuine,” Nicky says. “I believe Mr. al-Kaysani loves the idea of love, but I’m unsure if... Well. Or perhaps the fault lies with me.”

His elbow still on the armrest, Joe lifts his hand and drops his chin into his palm. He’s even closer now, watching Nicky with a curious expression. He doesn’t seem offended, more intrigued, and the look gives Nicky the courage to continue.

“I’ve never been in love. Not really. I thought I was at the time, of course, but... in hindsight.” Nicky shakes his head. “No, the poems of loss and longing, they feel more real. The love poems are told from a distance. These here...” Nicky points to the poem on the next page, the one that longs for a home that either no longer exists or never existed. “These strike the soul.”

Joe’s smile is soft. His eyes are warm and welcoming.

“It’s your turn,” Nicky says with a shy smile of his own.

“Ah.” Joe lifts his head from his hand and lets his hand drop. He straightens against the seat, and Nicky instantly regrets the distance he’s placed between them.

“Joe, you don’t have to -”

“My favorite is the one I’m writing right now,” Joe says.

Nicky snaps his mouth closed.

“Your eyes are a most unusual color. Difficult to put into words,” Joe says. He taps a finger to his cheek, just above the edge of his beard. “I wonder if I’ll struggle forever.”

“You...”

“Forgive me for not telling you,” Joe tilts his head down, and looks up at Nicky through his eyelashes. Nicky knows he would forgive this man anything, with that look. “I was about to, but then... Well, it was so refreshing to know what you think.”

Oh, God. Mortification rushes through Nicky’s blood hot and fast. “Joe, I didn’t mean to offend.”

“No, no.” Joe places his hand on Nicky’s arm on the armrest, just above his elbow. “Don’t misunderstand. You are right.” He looks away a moment. “My publishers insist I write the love poems. They sell. I do love love, as you said, but you are also correct that I... I have struggled to find the other half of my heart.”

“I’m sorry,” Nicky says, though he’s no longer sure what he’s apologizing for.

“Nicky.” Joe glances back to him, and Nicky couldn’t look away if the train derailed. It already did, for all he knows. “You see the longing.”

“I share it,” Nicky says.

Joe nods. “What if... That is... Perhaps...”

Nicky surprises himself, with a small laugh.

Joe’s eyes widen. His mouth falls open. Nicky would be embarrassed but Joe’s expression is one of wonderment, not humor. Nicky wants to give him more.

“You are a master wordsmith, Yusuf al-Kaysani,” Nicky says, amazed by his own boldness. He has been alone for far too long. With Joe, he feels as if he is finding himself again. “What could possibly have rendered you speechless?”

“You,” Joe says.

Warmth takes root in Nicky’s heart and blossoms outwards until he is nearly set ablaze.

“Have dinner with me,” Joe says.

“Yes.” Nicky lowers his hand to find and connect with Joe’s. “No more lonely poems.”

Joe smiles wide. “The next love poem I write will be genuine,” he says, “Because, Nicky, it will be for you.”

A year later, Joe gifts Nicky an entire book of poems. Nicky, in return, gifts Joe a ring.

“A lifetime of poetry,” Joe offers.

Nicky kisses him and corrects, “A lifetime of love.”

“My heart,” Joe laughs against Nicky’s cheek. “Ever since I met you, those have been one and the same.”

#i wrote something nickyjoe #nicky x joe #joe x nicky #kaysonova #modern au #poet joe #lonely nicky #happy ending #meet cute #getting together #fan nicky #i guess??#a lack of actual poetry #i could write you a world of prose but lol no one wants to see me write poetry pls

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sunshine-on-my-mind · 3 years

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New Venture

this is for @nakedrogers esme’s 2k writing challenge. (Congratulations on 2K!!!!)

one-shot (sfw)

pairing: Frank Adler x Reader

AU: Bookstore owner AU

Prompts: 13. “i told you not to read that.” ; 23. “i wish you did.”

Words: 1591

Warnings: no warnings as such. FLUFF!!!! Well Frank Adler being super cute is a warning in itself.

a/n: this is my first ever fic so hope you all like this, do reblog if you enjoy reading this. I chose Frank Adler for my first work because i love him so much.

i do not own the characters Frank and Mary. not my GIF.

PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK OR POST IT ANYWHERE.

“I told you not to read that”, this was followed by Mary’s deep sigh. “Frank please just a little more”. Oh well, it’s the same old situation, Mary wants to read more books on mathematics but Frank thinks it’s enough for one day, she has been doing so since they opened the bookstore this morning. This is a new venture for both Frank and Mary, it has been a year since they opened a little bookstore. They were looking for a fresh start, and it was actually Mary who came up with the idea of a bookstore. Frank had a huge smile and that was a nod to this new venture. “That’s enough for today Mary, come help me” the bookstore was not so busy at this moment. Mary huffs, “why? Do you need help with calculating the money?” Frank won’t ever admit but he admires how snarky and sassy Mary can be at times, that kid is awesome. Frank decides it’s better to not reply and focuses on arranging the bookshelves.

The door chimes stating the arrival of people. Mary greets them. “Welcome!” The two women enter the bookstore. “Hey sweetie, do you know where the thriller section is?” Mary scrunches her nose a little, then points them towards the correct direction. Frank has arranged the bookshelves by now and he moves towards his little desk near the cash register. He sees that one of those women is eagerly going through the books in the thriller section and the other one, seems a little lost, seems out of her element. Should he go help her out? Ask her what she is looking for? He doesn’t want to be pushy but he wants to be helpful. While he is still making the decision Mary swoops in and asks

“Hi, what are you looking for?” The woman gives her a bright warm smile, a smile that will make others smile, just like Frank has smile on his face right now. “I’m just looking around, I’m basically accompanying my friend, thank you for asking, I- um I’m not much of a reader,” the woman said scratching her head a little, the little girl still looking at her, there is a sudden glint of joy in her eyes. “Well what about academic books? Do you like Math? We have quite a variety of books.” The woman is in awe of this child, she is not sure how to say that Math is definitely not her strongest area. She tries to formulate an answer when Frank approaches them. “Hey Mary why don’t you go help out the other customer, she looks quite engrossed in her search, maybe she could use some help? Go on.” Mary excuses herself, mentions where the books on academia are kept and proceeds to help the other customer. The woman doesn’t fail to notice that the little girl has quite a captivating and charming personality, her eyes seem to sparkle. Frank notices how this woman seems to be in awe of Mary, also how she is fidgeting a little with her purse. “So, not a reader?” she turns towards him. He is taller than her, and what magnificent blue eyes, one can really get lost in them, probably she got lost in them too because she is trying to fetch an answer but words don’t come out. “Not much into talking as well I guess?” She is broken out of her haze and almost babbles “um no, oh no I am sorry, yeah I am not much of a reader but I talk, I can talk a lot at times actually.” she smiles. That warm smile again. Frank smiles back, and then there is a minute of silence but it’s not awkward, it’s the good kind of silence where you are enjoying the moment.

“What about fiction or maybe non-fiction? Poetry, short stories? Do you like comics?” she laughs at this, he is really trying. “Well I have read a few comics and short stories. I mean I have tried to read books but I haven’t been able to finish most of them, wow definitely not a conversation one should have with a bookstore owner but yeah I guess I haven’t been able to connect with books, or maybe I am just dumb.” she shrugs a little. “Hey that’s alright, I too am not a huge bookworm but I do enjoy reading when I get time. But we all have our own interests.” she wants to say something but maybe she shouldn’t, what if he thinks it’s stupid? She doesn’t want to embarrass herself. He understands she wants to say something and nods his head as if to encourage her to go on. “Alright so there is something that I enjoy reading a lot. I love reading Fan fiction. It’s like I am already connected to the characters and thus reading more about them, exploring different storylines, the whole concept of ‘What if?’ intrigues me.” She realizes she doesn’t say this out loud often, she tries to read his expressions, well he is smiling and not in a mocking way so she continues. “You know there are so many talented Fanfic writers out there, some of the stories are extremely beautiful. So yeah as you said, we all have our own interests.” Frank is charmed by her, right now she has joy in her eyes, he hasn’t come across someone before who has shared this interest of reading fan fiction, she seems passionate about this, and it’s charming and beautiful. Yes she is beautiful. “That seems super interesting.” he hopes to see that warm smile again and there it is. He smiles back. “Well I am glad you think so, not many people do. It’s not that I tell many people about this interest of mine, still. By the way that girl, um Mary? she seems so amazing, not to sound corny but ‘there is something about Mary’, she is so charming!” he chuckles “Well I see what you did there, and yeah she is amazing, she is my niece and we both recently started this new venture of a bookstore, it was her idea”. Well a good idea indeed.

“Oh look at me where are my manners? Hi! I am Frank” Before she could say her name Mary calls out for Frank. The other customer has selected her books and she is waiting by the cash register to buy them. “Well I guess it’s time to go.” She seems sad, why? She is not someone who can talk with strangers but she was enjoying this conversation. She gets so awkward while talking to someone she doesn’t know but this was different, he made her feel comfortable, she liked talking to him, she wants to talk more, why couldn’t her friend take some more time? They move towards the cash register, “Oh I am Y/n” he repeats her name, wanted to see how it feels. Once done packing the books, her friend pays him the money. It’s time to go. Frank think about something quickly, say something, it seems like now or never. Come on they are about to leave, “Hey!” Frank runs towards them, “If you are looking for any particular book, you can call us to check the availability, or we can try to get it for you if not available. Here, take this card it has the store’s number and um- my number” he looks at Y/n with hopeful eyes. Is he trying to give her his number? He kinda seems out of her league, is there a chance he enjoyed talking to her too? Y/n gets this sudden surge of confidence, which is unusual for her, and decides to ask directly. “Are you trying to give me your number?” Frank is flustered, he is trying to come up with something when she says “I wish you did” and it’s accompanied with that beautiful warm smile. Frank cannot hold back the huge smile that forms automatically on his face. “I was, I uh- liked talking to you, and would like to know you more.” Well now they aren’t the only people smiling, the other two have smiles on their faces too due to this interaction, though there smiles are more like cheeky smirks. Y/n takes out her phone, saves his number and texts him standing right there. He checks his phone “Y/n: I would like to know you more too, looking forward to it” He nods signaling the chain of texts that will be exchanged soon. Y/n and her friend open the door to go out when Mary excitedly says “Come again!” Frank sees her smile once again, the one that he will be seeing a lot very soon. “I will.” Y/n says and her friend laughs, she waves and they wave back and with this they leave. Mary is looking at Frank who is still looking at the door. “See Frank, I told you, a bookstore will be a great new venture” she smirks.

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