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multiplefandomsblog · 3 years

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Streaming Relationship HCS w/ Chiaki

request(s); omg ur requests are open???? AAAJDJAKFHW ok so this might sound weird but like- relationship hcs with chiaki and a s/o who stream together, like on twitch or some shit BAHAHDJAH

sorry if that’s really specific i just think it’s a really cute idea LMAO have an amazing day ily guys <333

paring(s); streamer! Chiaki x streamer! S/o, special appearance of Hajime x Komaeda (Platonic or romantic, depends on how you perceive it)

warnings(s); light cussing, unedited, tackling???? but not like in a fight or anything, smash bros if that’s a trigger- idrk how streams work and what type of games they play — but i tried watching one and it was pretty cool :000 am still confused if i wrote this right though;;; probably more relationship gaming hcs than streaming :’) but i tried!!!! anyway back to warnings, gender-neutral reader, teeth-rotting fluff, mention of chloroform(it’s not how you think i used it for tho, no one gets drugged dw), silent treatment, sugar rushes, simps lmfao wtf-

note; WEEEEE OKAY SO I INITIALLY THOUGHT THAT THIS WOULD BE HARD CONSIDERING IVE NEVER WATCHED A TWITCH STREAM IN MY LIFE AND IDK WHAT IT IS BUT ASDHBSDKFHJBFAS AFTER SOME ‘RESEARCH’ I TOTALLY JUST WENT HAM AND IDEAS JUST FLOWED LIKE AN ANIMAL CROSSING RIVER — anyway, hope you enjoy!!! AA

- mod chia

◊ Okay so, I think that during streams, Chiaki probably wouldn’t talk that much; and when she did, it was usually just small quiet, cute and questionable things that make you take a minute — and then die(of laughter).

The whole quiet thing is just a façade, isn’t it!? >:0

◊ If she ever loses a game, or loses some inventory, she won’t have that big of a reaction, but she’ll abruptly stop and tense. Her first instinct however, to calm herself down, is, well, you. So she’ll take a deep breath — only it’s in your chest,,, and she can’t breathe. She will just lean over to you, stuff her face in your chest and then- *SNIFFFF*

◊ She’ll probably stay there for a while and just kind of… forget her loss, as well as forget she was on a stream(oops).

◊ “Yeah, just give me a mmmm- minute… or more… I think.” Her voice would be muffled from the material of your shirt, and slightly drowsy — your scent is intoxicating, it’s almost like chloroform for her. One inhale, and she’s —

◊ “Chiaki...? Chiaki? W- we’re on a stream-” HAH Good luck waking her up, she’s out like a light — not only that, she will whine if you wake her up, better yet, she’ll climb further onto you until you almost fall off your gaming chair, or bean bag... bean bags are dope. *wait, i just got an idea- hol’ up

◊ It’s awkward as shit on the stream; especially when there’s people simping for your gamer girlfriend.

◊ Right after Chiaki feels you give up on trying to rouse her, she’ll immediately take your moment of vulnerability to climb into our lap and bury her nose in your shoulder, getting comfortable before the soft snores start again. It’s so abrupt and on cue, that it makes you wonder if she was just faking her sleep, or if it was just pure muscle memory.

◊ Yes, muscle memory.

◊ She’s done this so many times out of streams, and in, that it’s literally become instinct.

◊ You cannot start a stream without Chiaki knowing, she has your notifications on, so the moment you go live, you will hear a very silent, but full-of-emotion gasp in the other room — or even the other side of the planet depending on where you guys are located.

◊ If you start a stream without her, she will give you the silent treatment for one hour. That’s right, one whole hour. So don’t betray her trust, one hour is longer than you think it is — you’d learn that the hard way.

◊ She may cave in after one hour, but she will definitely bring it up in a passive-aggressive way.

— “Chiaki? Are you going to order some food?” “Are you going to invite me to your next stream?” It’d be quiet, a near whisper, but you can still hear how whiny- furious she is.

◊ If you two were streamers, it’d definitely be Chiaki who introduced you to it first, and invited you to her stream first too. Your relationship known to everyone else is kind of like,, Chiaki is player 1, and you’re player 2; if that makes sense...?

◊ Point is, everyone knows Chiaki better than you — but after some time, you two kind of become a team instead. And this was always her plan too! She always wanted to be a gaming team with you, so if you ever streamed or gamed without her, she will get mad.

◊ — doesn’t mean she won’t play against you, however.

◊ If you did get her mad, she will destroy you at street fighter. And at a shit ton of other games too; less merciful than usual. You swear you can see an almost terrifying fierceness in her eye as she jabs at the buttons loudly — everyone on the stream are just, nervously sweating for you.

◊ You guys probably have a cute, pastel themed gaming room with bean bags, and just shelves and shelves of imported snacks and instant noodles. The keyboard is pastel coloured, the computer, the bean bags*, everything is pastel themed and coloured; extremely soft to the eye, especially after gaming, it’s just very nice and soft for when your eyes get sore :)

◊ As mentioned earlier, you two are an unseparable team. Whenever you two are playing 2v2 against Komaeda and Hajime, you always end up in the same time — whether if it’s because you two chose to do so, or the game spinner chose for you.

◊ You suspect it’s probably because of Komaeda’s luck — but it’s nice to think that the universe ships you both together, right?

◊ Chiaki definitely carries you, but she really doesn’t mind; it’s easy for her. And honestly, she’s just glad you’re playing with her. You being there is a huge supreme factor to her winning most of the games too. The motivation to win for her super hot partner, and to be the hero is very active when you’re sitting knee-to-knee to her.

◊ So yeah, she obliterates Hajime and Komaeda at Smash Bros because she wants to see you praise her and be impressed <33

◊ Praise her though. Seriously.

◊ Give her head pats, hug her(the favoured option), or cheer for her; all that really matters, is that she knows you’re proud of her — even if it’s live, and millions are watching, just shamelessly praise her. Your opinion matters a lot to her, so make sure to take care of that fact, take care of her.

◊ She’d definitely do the same for you!! >:000

◊ If she drank a lot of soda from the mini fridge(yes, you two have a mini fridge), and she’s super energetic from the sugar/caffeine rush, you will bet your sore ass(from sitting, get your mind out of the gutter), that she will tackle you to the ground and start squishing her forehead against yours as she stares you uncomfortably in the eye, “How did you do that!?” she’d be so proud of you, but mostly — she needed to know. How the hell. You did that.

◊ She’ll probably be vibrating from the energy, and when she gets up, she literally starts talking to everyone on the stream at a volume that may be too loud — but she doesn’t care so — “You guys saw that right...?!” through slurred speech and energy that had slowly been draining within each second, she’ll probably last on that sugar rush for a couple more seconds before clinging onto you and just. Sleeping.

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remys-lucky-franc · 4 years

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Mmmm, Cake - Sin With Me - Malakai x MC (Suzi)

Short lil fic based on the prompt from @simpsonjenna1 : Can you do a fluffy story please for LI of your choice using the prompt: "Wanna pretend we're getting married and go try some free cake?" "Obviously."

No warnings - just fluff really!

Word Count: 1700

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“Malakai, please, I don’t want to do anymore... I can’t! Enough! Enough!” Suzi flopped dramatically down, flat onto her back onto the gym mat, one arm sprawled over her eyes as she gulped in air. She was sweaty, and she dreaded to think what shade of red her face was or the state of her hair. They had been training for almost two hours at last count: the problem with dating a strongman was definitely the amount of stamina he had. Suzi smirked to herself, the stamina wasn’t always a problem, in fact, the other night when Malak-

Her train of though was rudely interrupted by Malakai’s deep voice somewhere above her,

“Thirsty?”

‘What?! How?!’ Suzi jolted to a seated position!

“No!! Uh, what do you-?!”

She stopped in her tracks, staring at the water bottle in his hand.

‘Thirsty. Of course that’s what he meant, Suzi...’

She grinned sheepishly at Malakai as he quirked an eyebrow at her, pushing the cold drink in her direction.

Malakai smiled back at her before swigging from his own bottle,

“I think that’s probably enough for one day, your shoulders will hurt tomorrow, that was a lot of upper body work... Let’s hit the shower, then get some food. I’m starved.”

Suzi nodded gratefully, she didn’t think she could swing those battle ropes one more time if her life depended on it.

—-

An hour late, feeling much cleaner and more refreshed, Suzi and Malakai headed down The Strip hand in hand, with the intention of getting some lunch. However, agreeing on what sort of food to get was proving difficult: Malakai had declared he would eat anything at this point, but Suzi didn’t know what she wanted. They’d passed at least five places now and Malakai’s stomach was making an ungodly racket...

As they stopped outside yet another crowded diner, Suzi’s nose scrunched up disapprovingly, but she could sense Malakai’s patience was starting to wear thin. In a attempt to make her increasingly hangry boyfriend smile, she nodded towards a cake shop on the opposite side of the street as she quipped,

"Wanna pretend we're getting married and go try some free cake?"

Malakai snorted in surprised at the comment before answering,

"Obviously. I’m Gluttony. And right now Suzi, I’d settle for anything! Let’s go!"

Suzi couldn’t help but laugh and squeal that she was only joking as Malakai cajoled her across the busy street and straight into Stefanie’s Patisserie.

Standing at the counter with a winning smile, Malakai beamed at the woman serving,

“Good afternoon, my fiancée and I, we wondered if we could taste some of your wedding cakes?”

Suzi felt her cheeks start to burn : FIANCÉE...

The red-headed woman behind the counter nodded enthusiastically, a look of faint recognition on her face as she took in Malakai: she definitely knew him from somewhere...

“Of course, Sir. Usually we do tastings on an appointment basis only, but you’re in luck. A slot has freed up this afternoon, very last minute, something to do with the groom being caught in a compromising situation with his future mother-in law... Messy business. But! The back room is all set and the samples are all ready to go.”

Malakai turned to Suzi, a gleam in his eyes that resembled a kid on Christmas morning, smirking,

“Wowww, what are the chances? Seems like it’s our lucky day... What do you say, Darling? Shall we?”

Suzi nodded her head vigorously. This was probably still somewhere near the bottom of the list of the most ridiculous things she’d did since she met Malakai: screw it, why not?

Following the red-haired woman, who subsequently introduced herself as the eponymous Stefanie, through to the back of the patisserie, Suzi tried not to laugh as Malakai nudged her with his hip, a gleeful look of mischief dancing all over his handsome face: this was totally insane! What was she doing? What was she even going to say whenever Stefanie noticed she didn’t have an engagement ring on? Stealthily she slipped her left hand into Malakai’s back pocket, earning her an approving wink.

Stefanie grinned at them both as she busied around the small, pastel-coloured backroom, bringing a photo album, napkins, china plates and silver dessert forks to the small coffee table, gesturing for them to sit, opening her notepad, beaming,

“Ok, so! DJ Gluttony? I know! It took me a few minutes! What is your actual name? And yours, hon? And how far out is the wedding? Congratulations!”

Malakai laughed,

“I’m Malakai, this is Suzi, and we don’t have a date set yet, we’re looking at next year.”

Stefanie nodded, jotting the points down on her pad,

“Ok, getting some ideas before you set the date isn’t a bad idea. You have no idea the amount of people I see coming in, four weeks before their wedding thinking that there should be no issue getting a cake. Basically, the sooner you put your order in the better, your slot’s secured, even if you aren’t entirely sure of exactly what you want twelve months in advance, the time to bake the cake is blocked off for your special day.”

Suzi bit her lip, she was starting to feel bad about this, this was the woman’s livelihood and she and Malakai were just here to score some free eats...

“How long does it take to bake a wedding cake, Stefanie?”

Stefanie started to tell the couple about the various different sizes of cake, the different flavours, icings and decorations, and how all of those things could have an impact on how long the finished product would take to create, only to be rudely interrupted by Malakai’s stomach growling! She started to laugh, passing them the photo album as she got to her feet while Malakai’s face turned a hundred different shades of red,

“I think we better get you some samples, and fast! You can have a flip through and see if there’s anything that catches your eye, style-wise.”

Stefanie disappeared from the small room as Suzi whispered to Malakai that she felt dreadful about conning the woman,especially with how nice she was! Malakai nodded thoughtfully, and was about to say something back to Suzi, when Stefanie reappeared with a large silver tray, covered in dozen little squares of cake. Placing the tray in front of Suzi and Malakai, she clapped her hands enthusiastically,

“Dig in, each one has a little description on it, I’m going to leave you both to try them all, see what you like taste-wise, then when you’re done, you can tell me about what you’d like the cake to look like, Bon Appetite lovebirds!”

Malakai shrugged at Suzi as he picked up a square of something called ‘Vanilla Caramel Latte’ and shoved it into his mouth whole, mumbling,

“We won’t leave her out of pocket, don’t worry. Just enjoy... Oh, oh. Try this.”

He swiped a forkful of the matching cake square, presenting it to Suzi with a look of utter delight on his face. Suzi took the bite, realising very quickly why he looked like he’d died and gone to heaven,

“Wow - it can’t be legal for, mmmm, cake, to taste this good?! What’s in it?!”

Malakai dabbed at his mouth with a napkin, shaking his head,

“I don’t know Suzi, but I need another piece! You chose?”

Suzi giggled, pointing at a pale pink slice,

“Let’s try that one next?”

Malakai was only too happy to oblige, melting back into the small sofa as he chewed,

“Champagne and candy floss? Damn...”

Before Suzi knew it, she and Malakai had been tasting cakes for an hour, and every slice was more delicious than the last: Sicilian lemon and caramel, rum and red velvet, dark chocolate, ginger spice, strawberry and pistachio... And finally, the impossible was done: Gluttony was full!

When Stefanie reappeared with a hopeful expression on her face, she was delighted to see that all the squares had been polished off! Malakai and Suzi delighted in telling her their favourite flavours, and how they didn’t expect some of the combinations to work, but how good they were. Then the question Suzi had been dreading came.

“So, would you guys like to book a date?”

Malakai squeezed Suzi’s knee as he answered, giving her a very sincere look,

“Stefanie, when we set a date we absolutely will book a slot: because this is the best cake I ever tasted. Don’t tell my mom I said that. But since we don’t have a date right now, would you accept a booking for a random future date, if I pay for a cake upfront, then if it’s any more, when the time comes, I’ll pay the balance? I promise that we will give you an absolute minimum of six months notice too?”

Stefanie agreed happily and took his payment, before waving them off.

Walking back towards the penthouse, Suzi looked up at Malakai as he wrapped one arm around her and pressed a kiss to her forehead,

“That was a really nice thing you did, Malakai.”

He shrugged,

“I told you we wouldn’t leave her out of pocket. And, I’m definitely going to need more of that cake in my life...”

Suzi scowled as she dug him in the ribs with her elbow, teasing

“You’d actually marry me just to get some more of that cake?”

Malakai stopped and pulled Suzi close to him,

“No, I’d marry you because you’re amazing and I love you, the insanely good cake is just an added bonus!”

Suzi shrugged, as she met his warm, dark eyes,

“You did really like that cake... Maybe I shouldn’t make you hold out for too long before you get some more of it...”

Malakai’s jaw dropped ever so slightly as Suzi’s words settled over him,

“Does that mean? Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

Twining her arms around his neck, Suzi bit her lip and answered,

“I’m saying ‘yes’... Let’s do it! Let’s get married!”

Malakai let out a ‘whoop’ that seemed to echo around The Strip as he lifted Suzi, twirling her around and around, grinning as he drew her into a tender kiss,

“Seems like we have some planning to start on, Mrs Collins...”

#lovestruck fic #sin with me #malakai x mc

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kneebleed · 4 years

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adventure (hold my hand and enjoy the ride)

Summary: "I want a baby," four words that shouldn't matter that much, but meant a lot for them.

Relationship: Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin

Note: (Commission for @9Osjimin on twitter <3) I have to clarify that I'm not in the fandom, and I haven't listened to any BTS' songs besides "Blood Sweat & Tears". I'm just doing this because Anna is my friend and she deserves good things, like this fic. (Can you really consider this as a fanfiction if I'm not a fan though? Mmmm, thinking) I hope you guys enjoy reading this, and commission me if you would like to. Although I don't make that much exceptions, so read the conditions.

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"I want a baby," burst Jimin, letting Tae not knowing how to handle the situation altogether. They were watching a movie, cuddling on the sofa; it shouldn't be legal to say those kinds of things on a situation like this.

"What?" Tae asked, pretending that he didn't hear Jimin the first time that he said those four words. Tae wasn't paying any attention to the movie, way to concentrate on caressing Jimin's hair to bother to do so, but he could pretend like he didn't do that, anyways.

"I said that I wanted a baby," Jimin looked at Tae, their eyes connecting as two pieces of the same puzzle. "We have been married for two years and been knowing the other for more than that. I think that we're ready to take the next step."

"You mean baby as an actual human being? Not a puppy or a kitten?"

"Human baby."

Those words send Tae into an internal collision that contained fire and destruction. He felt lost and scared; he wasn't sure if he was ready to do this. But he didn't want to crush Jimin's hope to move their relationship into the next level, and Tae felt like this when Jimin contacted him after all those years that they spend without seeing the other.

Tae knew that Jimin was going to be the best dad a child could ever want, and being honest with himself, Tae wanted to experience that. See Jimin's eyes bright up when their child does something to cause his happiness, was something that Tae has been secretly dreaming of for days now. With that thought in mind, Tae agreed with Jimin, and their journey of adoption began.

A few days after their conversation, they started to look out for adoption agencies. Jimin was beaming with happiness, that sweet smile of his adorning his gorgeous face. Say that Tae was enjoying seeing Jimin's joy bright up their place and any room that he entered was an understanding, but Tae's insecurities with this whole situation were still inside of him.

Jimin could sense that something was off, he knew Tae better than he knew himself, but Jimin wasn't sure of what was that kept Tae looking the way he was looking. Jimin wanted to help Tae with whatever he was facing, but he couldn't do anything if Tae didn't tell him something related to that matter.

"You know," Jimin said after deciding that, if he didn't try to know more now, he wouldn't be able to help his husband. "When we promised to be there for the other when we got married, there was an unspoken agreement that, to help the other, we needed to know what was happening first, right?"

"Yeah?" Tae knew about what Jimin was talking about, but he wanted to pretend like he didn't for a while.

"And you also know that you can tell me anything, right?" Tae nodded to Jimin's question, so the last-mentioned kept talking. "Then why you aren't telling me what's going on?"

"It's just that I-" Tae let out a sigh, "I'm just nervous about this."

"And this is... what?"

"Adopting a baby. I'm not sure if I'm ready to do this."

"If you only agreed to because I wanted to, then we don't have to keep looking for agencies, and we can adopt a puppy instead."

"No! No, that's not- that's not why I accepted," Jimin was so sweet, Tae was falling in love with him every day. "I want to adopt a baby with you, don't get me wrong, is just that-"

"You don't feel ready enough to do it now."

"Yeah," Tae nodded sadly. Jimin smiled at him, and took his face in his hands, smiling sweetly at him.

"It's okay. We can sign up for a parenting course of some kind; we are going to prepare ourselves with anything we can until you feel prepare enough to take the next step. We are going to do this together, okay? As a family."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

True to his words, Jimin started to look up for parenting courses instead of adoption agencies and even bought books related to that topic. Jimin was willing to do anything to do this right, and Tae couldn't be happier to be married to him.

The parenting courses were interesting enough for them. Both of them learned a lot and were glad that they didn't jump right for their parenting adventure; they couldn't have made it in another way.

After the course was over, Tae was the one to look up for adoption agencies. Once they discussed which age they prefered their future child to be, and Jimin and Tae concluded that they were still going to adopt a baby, the interviews with the adoption agencies started.

Jimin was in charge of the decoration of their future child. The decoration of the room was going to be neutral; Jimin and Tae decided that they didn't want to endure the gender stereotypes to a new youth that was going to be their responsibility for the rest of their lives. And also, white with pastel yellow was a pretty combination of shade and colours; it looked nice enough, and Tae said that he liked it, so Jimin decided to stick with it as it was.

Tae has to admit that, even though he felt prepared for this new adventure that he was going to experience with his husband, his insecurities crawled their way back up the day that they were going to take their child home.

Tae's hands were sweaty, and he was picking his clothes with nervousness. Jimin took Tae's hands in his, once he noticed the behaviour of the man beside him, and smiled sweetly at him, trying to calm Tae down. Jimin succeeded, although just a little bit, since Tae was still a nervous mess.

They were adopting a baby girl named Angel; they just knew the baby's name, because that was all it took for Jimin to fell in love with her, and when Jimin and Tae saw that sleeping baby curled around a stuffed animal, they couldn't be more glad for their decision.

Tae was the first who took Angel in his arms, carefully holding her with all the love of the world. When that girl opened her eyes and looked at Tae, all of his previous worries became dust and flew to the sky. Jimin took a picture of them, immediately putting the picture as his wallpaper.

"She's beautiful," Tae said, still looking at Angel.

"The name suits her, don't you think?" Jimin put his arm around Tae's waist, resting his head on Tae's shoulder. The last-mentioned kissed Jimin's forehead.

"It does," both of them were beaming with happiness, and were on their way home after finishing signing the necessary papers that the agency gave them.

Once they arrived at their house, they put Angel on the carpet to let her play with the toys that Jimin got for her. Jimin and Tae sat down the floor close to their daughter, holding the other close with the brightest smiles adorning their faces.

"We're going to do a good job with her as her parents, right?" Tae said after a while, looking at Jimin in the eyes.

"We're going to be the best dads ever, I promise," they kissed on the lips, smiling in it. They couldn't be happier, even if they tried to.

They looked forward to their future together, already smiling in advance of the future happiness coming their way. And maybe, the next step was going to adopt a dog, once both of them were certain that Angel could be careful with it.

#bts fic #bts fluff #adoption

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