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maitanii · 6 months

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this is just a little scene after about you that i didn't add because i liked how i ended it :) enjoy <3

— YOU FEEL YOUR LEGS TREMBLE SLIGHTLY. You're not even entirely sure of what you're about to do. The faint smile on Inui's face conveys some confidence, but you know he's trying to persuade you not to go through with your idea. After all, half a year is more than enough to understand the tactics he uses to get his way.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes."

"You don't have to prove anything to me, okay? We can go to that café you love. I'll treat you to the pistachio New York Roll; I know you're dying to try it."

You fiddle nervously with the helmet straps in your hands. You weren't afraid of riding a motorcycle; Draken gave you lessons two or three times a month (to your mother's dismay). But the idea of taking Inupi on the back does make you a bit more nervous. You take a deep breath before giving your boyfriend a confident look. He's wearing the leather jacket you gave him for Valentine's Day and a plaid shirt underneath. You won't waste a single minute of this special day.

Carefully adjusting the helmet, you make sure it's properly in place before heading towards the motorcycle parked in front of you. Inupi watches you calmly. Lately, it seems like nothing can disturb him.

"Ready?" Inupi asks while putting on his helmet. His eyes reveal a hint of excitementthat makes you smile.

You nod, trying to appear more confident than you feel. You get on the bike carefully, feeling the added weight and recalling Draken's instructions on how to balance the vehicle with a passenger.

Inupi wraps his arms around your waist and lightly strokes your abdomen with his thumb. You suppose it's his way of reassuring you, and although it makes you shiver a bit, you feel comforted by his closeness. Although a helmet covered almost all of his face, you knew that the corners of his lips were raised, forming a smile. A smile he used when both of you were working, and he would drop a false piece of information that you ended up believing. A smile he used when some customer flirted with you, and you sought help with just a glance.

You start the engine and pull away slowly, feeling adrenaline mixed with nervousness coursing through your body.

"I hope today's date ends at the café and not at the hospital," Inui comments as he feels you accelerate.

"You know what? You're right, maybe one of us will end up in the hospital"

The wind gently hits your face as you navigate the streets. Inupi points out familiar places, recalling funny anecdotes to distract you from your nerves. Little by little, you begin to relax, letting the excitement of the adventure overpower the initial insecurity.

The journey goes smoothly, and upon reaching the café, both of you get off the bike with a smile. You take off your helmet, feeling proud.

"What? What do you have to say about my incredible driving skills?" Holding the helmet on one side of your waist, you smiled widely, looking at your boyfriend. "I've left you speechless, huh? Now you "

"You ran a red light."

"What?" All excitement vanished like gunpowder. "Sei, what are you saying? That can't be. I've been attentive the whole way."

Leaving the helmet on the seat, you run your hands through your hair. It couldn't be possible; you had studied the route a thousand times. There was no—

"Seishu, idiot!" You lightly slapped his arm. "We didn't pass by any traffic lights on the way here."

A grin spread across the blond's face.

"Well," he held out his palms for a high-five, "congrats on been attentive, you deserve a reward."

"With you, I deserve more than one, honestly." Passing by his figure, you began to walk towards the establishment. Lowering his outstretched arms, the young man jogged closer to you.

"Come on, don't be mad." Despite trying to speak seriously, the mischievous tone didn't leave his voice.

"But did I do it right?" Standing at the restaurant's door, you turned to look him in the eyes.

"Not even I could drive better. And that's saying something." Approaching you, the blonde placed an arm around your shoulders and planted a kiss on your forehead. "However, you forgot to lock the motorcycle. And I would appreciate coming back home with my girlfriend and with my bike".

next thing i'll post is kokonui conent, so be prepared >:) bye! <3

#tokyo revengers x reader #inui seishu x reader #inupi #inui fic #inui x reader

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mazeinthemiroh · 2 years

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Ateez confessing they're in love with you, their best friend ❤️

ateez confessing their love to their best friend

genre: fluff

word count: 1.4k

warnings: cursing, slight angst in seonghwa's, but of crack in mingi's and wooyo's

author's notes: lowercase intentional. not proofread. hope you enjoy these little scenarios, i had so much fun writing these! i got invested, i can't lie!! thanks for requesting, feel free to request again in the future <3

hongjoong

it was always a habit for you, hongjoong's best friend, to accompany him at the studio. he spent many lonely nights producing, writing, and losing sleep in general. you didn't know whether to admire him or pity him. so you did both! you were there to support him every now and then, just to give him some company. a little boost. a little energy as the hours went by.

you would talk to each other here and there, whenever he needed a break really. but some nights you would fall asleep on the sofa beside his sound-desk. it wasn't what you intended; how can you be of moral support when you were unconscious? but he didn't mind. in fact he took this as an opportunity to admire your features, taking in every part of your face with deep adoration.

one time you caught him staring. you had woken up from your deep slumber to find his eyes, warm and full of affection. "you're staring at me while i sleep now? how unnerving," you teased playfully, rubbing your eyes. but when you looked at him again you realised his expression didn't change. he chuckled deeply, his eyes shining.

"maybe it's because i love you."

seonghwa

it was an awful day for you. simply awful. there was no salvaging the stress, the pain, the mental exhaustion you undertook, and all in the space of these 24 hours. you tried to convince yourself you were overreacting; down-playing your own feelings became an awful habit. but even you had realised that today wasn't an overreaction. it was hell.

so when you cancelled your plans with you best friend, seonghwa, he immediately began to worry. it wasn't like you to cancel so abruptly and last minute. he immediately went over to your place. he new this situation all too well.

you opened the door with tear-stained cheeks and a runny nose. when you saw seonghwa, you melted into his arms, because that's all you felt you could do. he held you immediately, closing the gap between you both as you shook and cried into his chest.

"shhh it's okay y/n, it's okay," his voice like a soft caress to your ears. "i love you so much. i love you. i will never let you feel hurt like this again. i promise." he pulled away to look deeply into your eyes, and suddenly the crying stopped.

yunho

yunho had been laughing at you for a solid five minutes as you stared at him absolute bewilderment. a confusion so great and pure that it was seen so clearly in your eyes. He found that adorable.

"come onnnn, why are you laughing at me??"

"nothing, nothing," yunho said with a massive grin plastered on his face, before continuing to have a giggling fit. you were strating to get irritated as you watched him indulge himself in an unspoken joke. it was only until you got into the car did you realise why we was laughing. you had ice cream smeared all around the corners of your lips from when you got ice cream with yunho. that was 30 minutes ago. since then you had been walking around like this, completely oblivious, and yunho didn't tell you.

"you bastar-" you were cut off when your best friend shoved his lips onto yours. you stayed still and flustered as he pulled away.

"ah, pistachio ice cream? damn, i should've had that. tasted much better than mine."

yeosang

you leaned over to poke his cheek. "hey, you ok?" yeosang turned his head to face you and nodded, flickering his eyes away from your gaze as soon as he made contact. "cos you seem quiet. like, i know you're usually quiet but you're like... realllyyy quiet today."

you were concerned for your friend, of course you were. he is normally quiet, especially when doing your weekly movie marathons. but he will still perk up here and there, maybe making a sarcastic comment about how cheesy the writing was. but he said nothing.

"i realised something, y/n."

his voice started. it was the first time you heard him talk in a good while. he keeped his eyes fixed on the screen, staring ahead.

"i realised that: the characters we are watching right now... i want that to be me and you."

you turned your head toward the screen to find the two lead characters kissing. the lips molded together gently, softly, full of tenderness that only two lovers could share.

he wanted that for the both of you.

san

there was something different in the way san looked at you. he listened to you with rapt attention, a sparkle in his eyes and an adoring smile on his face, denting his cheek with a happy dimple. he looked hopelessly in love. he looked like he was staring at the whole world. and he was, in his eyes.

"san why do you keep looking at me like that?" you giggled, but there was a big part of you that recognised the blatant expression of love written all over his face. you knew.

"like whaaaat??" he used his pouty voice as he got defensive, lowering his head with a blush as you called him out for his lovelorn gaze. did you notice that he was starting to see you in a new light?

he looked up at you to see your waiting eyes, anticipation bubbling in your stomach. he grabbed your hand.

"listen, there's something i want to say to you," his gaze was intense as he stared directly into your soul, "i think we should be together, if you'll have me."

mingi

"hey, do you mind if we cuddle up?"

that question broke him. tore him into shreds. ripped him apart from head to toe. he wanted to dissolve into the sofa then and there when you dared to ask him such a thing.

because of course he minded?? of course he did??? only because he had a big phat crush on you and really didn't want you to find out. he didn't want to be that guy who falls for his best friend. more importantly, he didn't want to lose you.

but he said yes, obviously. and there you were, snuggled up in his arms as his heart beated out of his ribcage. you heard it. you felt it too, on your cheek as you lay your head against his chest. you smiled lazily.

"i like you too, silly," you tutted at him as his breath hitched in his throat. was he that obvious? hey, at least he didn't have to tell you now.

wooyoung

"so," wooyoung started. his tone was light and airy, but there was a serious undertone that you detected. you both had just finished your walk and were now sat on a bench beside the river, drinking your ice tea together.

"hypothetically-"

"oh here we go.."

"just listennn," wooyoung shushed you playfully. he had been noticeably quieter today. you guys shared more silences together today than you had ever done before. it was beginning to make you feel worried. wistfully, he looked out at the river before him, his face serious, as if deep in thought.

"hypothetically," he repeated again before taking a big pause. "if i were to ask you: 'hey, do you wanna go out with me?' would you say yes?"

his expression didn't change; he was acting cool and indifferent. but as he wrapped his lips around the straw, he practically inhaled his drink to drown his nerves.

"yeah, of course."

"..."

"... so do you wanna go out with me?"

"yes, you idiot!"

jongho

"you were so amazing last night."

you supported him. you always did. and oh how greatful he was to have you as his friend, constantly by his side every step of the way. he felt he wouldn't have made it here today, on the journey through his career, if he didn't have a friend like you by his side.

except you weren't just a friend to him anymore. you had grown in his heart to be so much more. and last night he sang a romantic ballad he had written himself. little did you know he had written it all with you jn mind.

"your voice just gets more and more beautiful, at one point i teared up," you said sincerely, a loving smile in your face. his cheeks felt warm as you continued to compliment him. he could've kissed you there and then. but he held himself back, for now.

"i'm glad you enjoyed it so much," he chuckled softly. there was a distinct feeling of both nervousness and courage that rose in his chest, all at once.

"because i wrote that song about.. you."

let's just say you were definitely tearing up now.

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justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms · 10 months

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Heyy, I saw these match up things and I was wondering if I could request a Romantic genshin one?

Gender: female

Appearance: My height is 5’3 and I’m a little chubby. I have blonde fluffy hair and I have dark blue eyes. I dress in comfortable clothes with more earthy tones, I’m also an insane outfit repeater.

Personality: I have a pretty energetic personally a I talk wayy too much. I’m always trying to move around in some way, and I hate being bored. I really like drawing and making ocs, just generally doing anything artsy makes me happy. My Mbti is an Enfp and my zodiac sign is a Virgo.

Hobbies: Drawing, Crocheting, volleyball, Knitting, Bass guitar and I just like to walk anywhere (idk if it counts as a hobby but I’ll just add it)

Likes: Food, Sleep, The sounds of markers, Spending time with the people I like, MUSIC, and pistachio ice cream

Dislikes: Pessemists, velvet, drywall, when my face turns red, pickles, math, and pickles

No pressure to do anything tho, just thought it would be fun :)

Hi Anon! Thank you for your request! I wasn't sure whether the "Gender: Female" meant you are a female or you would like a female matchup (or both), so I've given you a male and female matchup just to be on the safe side. You can read either of these as platonic, as well as romantic. I hope you like your matchups!

In Genshin Impact, I match you with...

You and Bennett both have very bubbly personalities! And that means you get along really well. You're both constantly talking. No one around you can get a word in.

No pessimism to be seen when you two are around! It's already hard enough to be negative when Bennett's around, but when you're there as well. People can't help but be in a good mood.

Thinks your drawings are amazing! If you ever criticize your drawings, Bennett will gasp and act offended on your behalf. How could you say that about his favourite artist?

Please teach him crocheting and/or knitting! He would love to learn how, even if he makes a lot of mistakes due to his bad luck.

I see Bennett as also not being a huge fan of pickles. You can both pick them out of your burgers together.

Enjoys talking walks with you. Those walks usually end up with you running away from danger, but Bennett will do his best to make sure you stay safe.

I also match you with...

Xinyan loves that you play music as well! She enjoys having jam sessions with you. Between your bass and her guitar, you can make some pretty cool music.

Another one who thinks you're drawings are amazing. If you draw something for her, she's finding a way of sticking it to the back of her guitar. There'll be a collage there soon enough!

I think Xinyan would also enjoy playing volleyball with you. She's never really played before so it might take her a while to get the hang of it. But once she does, she's all for it!

Enjoys taking walks with you. She finds a lot of inspiration in nature and in you, so pairing those things together is the prefect combination in her mind.

Xinyan loves when your face turns red. She knows you don't like it and that only makes her like it more. She's got to show you that she loves everything about you, even the things you don't like.

If it really bothers you though, she won't comment on it. She respects peoples boundaries and doesn't want to make you uncomfortable.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #genshin impact #bennett #xinyan

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theres-whump-in-that-nebula · 1 year

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Hi! Hope this is alright to ask. Pretty much I am trying to figure out what draws me to whump, and I feel a bit out of place when I try to find answers. I've been through traumatic experiences before and a lot of times I've heard that people cope by putting characters through traumatic experiences but then give them comfort or a happy ending as a way to take your power back/rewrite your personal life story. Personally I don't resonate with that because I don't always include comfort. But at the same time I do feel like I'm using whump writing to cope somehow... I'm just not sure how? Like when I look up articles on 'writing therapy' a lot of what comes up has to do with 'giving the characters the happy ending you would have liked for yourself' but again, I can't really relate. Plus, I also consume whump. Lately a show I'm watching has had one character go through a lot of whumpy scenes and it's sparked an interest in me, like I rewatch those scenes a bunch of times and now have an interest in writing that specific character going through pain when I had never considered that before. And it's also caused my mind to 'branch out' I guess, and get more ideas for what kind of whump I'd want to include in my own writing. Even though I've been interested in whump for a while already, this is really the first time canon whump scenes have drawn me in so much. I know I don't really have to justify liking whump to anyone and some people simply just like it, but in my case, I do feel like it's deeper than that and I just don't know what some possible explanations could be? Thanks if you're able to offer some insight!

Ah, glad you’ve found us here on the Tumblr Dot Com, my dude!

I’m kind of the same way, honestly. I’m mostly in it for the physical sensation (which is cozy and warms me up like a hot cup of tea on a cold, rainy day). It may very well be that whump is a brain chemistry thing that some people are just predisposed to (like how some people feel tingles when listening to AS/MR while others don’t). (I also experience tingles by the way… I know correlation doesn’t equal causation, but hm… it might be worth researching [nudges the psychology academics])

But I do also feel a level of emotional attachment to certain types of whump (particularly if a character is crying or screaming). For me, I like watching/reading those kind of scenes because that’s the only time I react in a “normal” way to sad and/or messed-up things; because I’m usually alone when I do this, so I don’t feel I have to hide what I feel from others. Everything comes to the surface and it’s very nice.

Or sometimes I’m just down in the dumps and I decide to stare at Gilbert Kane writhing on the dinner table for the eight-millionth time and go “Damn I wish that were me.” But like in a very normal, catharsis-seeking way… I don’t have a death wish.

So it could be an emotional expression thing(?) Or (if you’re into the more, eh, one-on-one Whumper/Whumpee dynamic) it could also be seeking validation that what people did to you was, in fact, Very Bad… or not idk.

Or, you could just have a fascination with the weird, disturbing, and gross, which manifests itself in a love of whump. This could be indicated by your other interests.

Or, you could just enjoy seeing variations on a theme; what writers do differently or the same as each other. I know I love binge-watching an actor’s work for a year (or three lmfao) and studying their mannerisms and micro-expressions. I also love picking apart imagery and wording in written pieces. So, it could just be a different type of “Love of the Craft,” so to speak?

Or, it could be an outlet for anger. Sometimes it is for me, but usually it isn’t the case. But generally, when I feel like throttling a person and cracking their skull open like a pistachio shell, I find a whump blogger with open asks and do horrible things to their OCs. I squeeze them like stress balls. Didn’t ask. Don’t care. [violence] [violence] [violence]

Anyway, thank you for asking me! Have fun and keep whumping.

(Autocorrect almost changed “whumping” to “whipping.” Very off-topic, I know… but so, so on-brand djdjdjdjdjdndndn help I’m laughing now)

#whump meta #asks #:)

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vitaminseetarot · 1 month

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Hii,

Hope you are doing well.

Thank you so much for hosting this game.

My two emoji's - 🍀💌

Thankyou

Hey there 🍀💌! Thank you for playing! Your cards are Pistachio (yellow green) along with the Page of Wands. Your current aura is upbeat, plucky, and enthusiastic. Your energy is rather animated like an easily excitable cartoon character, not of a specific character but just your energy itself being animated and lively. You may be receiving or have just received some good news, it seems like you're being recognized for something good that you've done. It could be anything from good grades on schoolwork to being lauded for volunteering. You're enjoying the reception for all the work you do, for none of this recognition comes without great, sustained effort. And at times it can feel like winning one thing is just setting up for the next challenge and the next, and you wonder when you'll get the chance to feel good about what you're doing now. Congratulate yourself for how far you've come, it's okay to relish in it for a little while. The responsibilities of life often push us to move faster than we really desire. People will be like, "yes, you got a perfect grade on this one project, but how about these other three?" That's a recipe for burnout. Giving yourself the time to pat yourself for your accomplishments will keep the inspiration fire burning. You're a tough nut for putting up with it all, just don't let it get to your sweet side.

#vitaminsee #vitaminseetarot #vitaminseetarotgame #tarot blog #tarot game #march palette game #aura readings

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cremornestreet · 7 months

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Savouring Goodness: Benefits of Gluten-Free Cake

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#gluten free cake Melbourne

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simiansmoke · 10 months

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🎲 Ya boy, Beansley

kiss roulette

🎲 - generated 40 // impulsive

DK really disliked formal settings. His Dad of course was adamant they attend any and all balls held by other kingdoms to drum up good future relationships while they could still make them with Cranky in the mortal realm able to smack the hell out of the Jungle prince's snout whenever he started to mouth off in poor favor.

But by the time the Kong prince had found himself grumpily enjoying his own company and a splash of banana bourbon on the balcony - strategically away from the party going on in the Beanbean castle, Cranky was off schmoozing with the kingdom's queen, so he could finally get some air and unwind.

That is until the bean prince finds him. DK still wasn't sure what to make of the short and talkative heir. Half of what he yammered just went over the Kong's head- like...how many fucking syllables did someone need to say good evening? Definitely not the amount equivalent to a full ass ballad.

"You know ~ word of mouth is, you're quite the singer on the down low, am I being presumptuous?" The green prince laughing through the gaps in his fingers causes DK's fur to flinch furiously. "But my, how can that be true? Rumors and nasty ones at that! I see no reason for a beast without lips to be able to hold a note-"

Setting his bourbon down on the edge of the balcony...albeit hard enough to cause some spillage and tickle a crack up the glass that held his social therapy for the night, DK flashes the pestering prince a warning fang. "I have lips, asshole. Why don't you do us all a favor and sew yours SHUT?"

Fat chance of that, because the Kong's anger only seemed to amuse the other prince more, goading him into a fit of amused chuckles and eyes squeezed shut to help contain the overwhelming mirth that seemed too much to bear for such a small stature. "LIPS? Your mouth is but a pistachio, my poor Kong ally-"

All right, he's got to get this guy GONE. His chance of a pleasant evening rides on the very notion. A big hand clamped onto his short saboteur's shoulder before he sticks his face rudely into the other's space with a soft snarl and a parted maw that mashes...the entirety of the pea prince's face. Peasley might as well have had a pressure washer applied to his face, because the combo of lip pressure, tongue swabbing and spittle-spotted growls leave the flailing busybody with a slightly twisted up image once the Kong backs off.

Granted the elasticity of bean blood has his face unfurling and setting itself back into place soon enough, though in the place of smug fraternizing lies stunned disbelief and mild disgust at being covered with ape slobber. "M-my WORD-"

"Go drink bean water, you weird little finkrat!"

#//just princes with flippy hair being princes with flippy hair #//>B ( don't call his mouth a pistachio or he'll be pist at yee-o #cheerstoyourmustaches #//BI the random is hard lol #long post

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rose-bookblood · 2 years

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Rose! Because it's Halloween I need to ask what's Evelyn's, Nathan's and Josephine's fav candy!!! also would they do couple or group costumes? would they marathon scary movies or go to parties??and would they prefer cozy Halloween or spooky one??

have a good day/night!

(@ink-fireplace-coffee)

Hii, Carmen! Happy Halloween! Do you have something fun planned?

What's their favorite candy?

Evelyn loves all food indiscriminately—were it for her, she'd eat every type of candy imaginable. Her absolute preference goes to chocolates, especially the kind that has some creamy filling like caramel or pistachio. She also likes the way marshmallows melt.

Nathan likes multi-flavored soft candy. He doesn't eat sweets often, so on Halloween he goes all out with bags of Haribo bears and those fruit candies with sugar sprinkled over.

Josephine has picky taste, and that applies to candy as well. She likes the crunchy type, so toffee, sugar-coated almonds or fruit. Rarely, she'll treat herself to some chocolates like Ferrero Rochers.

Would they do couple or group costumes?

Evelyn and Nathan definitely would! Nathan is a comics fan, so I can see him dressing up as a superhero team with friends who share the same hobby, while Evelyn would go as a book/TV show/anime character.

Josephine doesn't really do costumes. :-/

Would they marathon scary movies or go to parties?

Evelyn’s a bit of a scaredy-cat, so themed movie marathons are a no-go for her. The most she can handle is Nightmare Before Christmas lol. Even though she's a socially anxious introvert, she could make an exception and go to a costume party, preferably one where there isn't a huge crowd or loud music.

Nathan would enjoy a good scary movie marathon. He's also the only extrovert of this trio and would definitely go to a party. As long as there's someplace to seat down in case his leg starts bothering him, he's fine anywhere.

Josephine is not the party type, but she'd love a scary movie marathon. Horror and gore don't much faze her, and it's become a sort of quest to find films that actually scare her. For this reason, psychological horror is her favorite, but she'd also enjoy something like Jennifer's Body.

Would they prefer spooky Halloween or cozy one?

Evelyn is kind of in the middle. She likes the spooky vibes and fun costumes, but is really into the cozy autumn atmosphere as well.

Nathan prefers spooky Halloween. He loves the fun decorations and general festiveness.

Josephine is a cozy person in general, so obviously cozy Halloween is more her cup of tea. And a cup of tea is exactly what she sips while she watches horror movies wrapped in a blanket.

Thanks so much for the ask, Carmen, it was super fun answering these questions! Hope you're having an amazing Halloween!

@ink-fireplace-coffee

#oc: evelyn woodlock stern #oc: nathan campbell strauss #oc: josephine roosvelt lenoir #asks #writing asks #oc asks #blue below the surface #wip: bbts

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paulbonker · 2 years

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Four Health Conveniences of Odor Elimination

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🏥 The Personification of Our Love | Kim Lip

Request: kim lip x reader where the reader is pregnant and goes into labor pls ~~~ love your blog ♡♡♡♡ Plot: Jungeun is waiting at the Hospital while Reader is in labor. Jungeun's mind flies to loving memories. Words: 2, 222 Genre: fluff, pregnancy Notes: i use to say "i loved writing this one" because i really do love writing things you all request me. and i loved writing this one. i love to write about things that involve family and friendship, etc. this one is the type to make my heart feel at peace... i hope you enjoy it and have a nice read! ♡♡

Maybe Jungeun shouldn't keep her eyes open for so long, without blinking. At least that's what Haseul was telling her all the time, but she wouldn't be aware of what her friend was saying until hours later, when the white doors were opened and a person wearing blue from head to toe told her that she was finally allowed to enter. For now, she had her hands cupped over her mouth, her feet tapping the floor in a frantic rhythm, her heart pumping blood like crazy.

Why couldn't things be like in the movies, where she could just have a camera filming everything that was going on in that room?

How was it going? How were you? And how was the baby? GOD, WAS THE BABY OKAY?

The movements of her feet accelerated even more and she felt the touch of a hand resting very cautiously on her knee.

"Stop doing that, you're looking like a maniac!", Hyejoo's voice, impatient and at the same time anxious, sounded beside Jungeun.

"I think I'm having a nervous breakdown.", she replied in a low voice, sweat forming on the corner of her forehead.

A huge, vibrant smile appeared in the blonde's vision and warm hands took hers, that were cold, in an affectionate squeeze. Jiwoo.

"How about if we go get something to eat? I'm sure there must be anything good in these machines full of food.”, said her longtime friend.

With a nod and letting Jiwoo guide her, Jungeun was pulled by the arm to a vending machine in the corner of the waiting room. While, in her mind, Jungeun was pulled for a few moments before what would be the greatest moment of her life (along with her wedding day, of course).

8 AM, same day

"Christ! It’s like I'm about to explode!", you said, putting your hand on your belly and feeling a twinge in your back.

"A beautiful, healthy child is going to appear from this explosion...", Jungeun started to speak, slowly approaching the bed, leaning on one knee and then the other. "And this child is very...", her hands landed on your belly, one of them over your right hand. "... very loved!"

"And we haven't even thought about the name of this beloved child yet."

You looked at her with a disapproving gaze.

"I don't want to decide anything right now because I think it will be more exciting to take this important decision when the time comes.", Jungeun shrugged without looking at you, she was very busy stroking your belly button.

"Maybe if you just let me..."

"Don't even think about it. This baby is mine too, you know?", the irritated tone disappeared from Jungeun's voice when her eyes met the playful glow of yours. She smiled.

"You know I would never make a decision like that without you, right?"

She nodded and lifted her body so she could kiss you, but there was a huge belly between the two of you - with a baby on the way in - and you started to laugh.

"Ahhhh!! So close yet so far!", dramatized Jungeun, as she lay down beside you and kissed your forehead and then your lips. "Now, close enough."

10 PM, the day before

"I still can't believe you chose this crackhead to be our baby's godmother...", you whispered to Jungeun, leaning on the doorframe while watching Jiwoo dancing some children's music and doing a super choreography in front of a camera.

Jungeun smiled at you.

"It's not like you didn't say 'oh, babe, I would never forgive you if I didn't choose Jiwoo to be our baby’s godmother', right?"

All the girls were there, they decided to have the first “Girls’ Pajama Party with the Baby” even before the baby was born. Not that you didn't love the idea, but to see Jiwoo carrying that camera everywhere was hilarious. You wouldn't miss an opportunity to make fun of it.

"You have to understand that I have hormones. Many! And they are crazy running back and forth, telling me what to do all the time! It's not like everything I say is valid while pregnant. Plus: I didn’t know she would do this Good Luck Charlie sort of thing."

With a mischievous look, Jungeun brought her face close to yours, smiling like a mischievous child.

"So it means that I am right deciding that the baby's one-year birthday should be Taeyeon-themed."

You gave her an angry look.

"I've been carrying our beautiful baby for nine months. If it were to honor someone on their one-year anniversary, it should be me."

A warm laugh from the bottom of Jungeun's heart filled your ears. She came over and wrapped her right arm around your waist while her left hand was over your protruding belly. None of you had reached such a full level of happiness like this before.

"Don't worry... Taeyeon won't be a party theme, I promise." she kissed your face. "It's so easy to annoy you lately. But there's no need to worry. The one-year anniversary theme will be Harry Potter, anyways."

You rolled your eyes trying to hide a smile. Jungeun noticed it. She always did. She smiled back and stroked your belly once more. It was difficult to know which of you two was most anxious for the family to be finally complete.

5 months ago

"Come on, say something very beautiful and with enough meaning, because then I will edit with a ballad song in the background."

Jiwoo was pointing the camera at you, whose lips were covered with doritos crumbs and ice cream, while Jungeun held up a jar of that same ice cream that you dipped the spoon from time to time.

"I can only think of how bizarre these mixtures become each month, I have no idea what beautiful things I can say.", Jungeun spoke while giving you a judgmental look. “I can’t believe my baby is eating… this.”

"Just say my name, so you will say one of the most beautiful things in the world.", you replied, raising your eyebrows as you dipped the tip of the doritos in the pistachio green and put it whole in your mouth.

"Grooooooss.", Jiwoo hummed as she turned the camera to her face. "I hope you don't have to deal with this often."

You two were at Heejin's apartment, decided to stop by as you were walking around the neighborhood looking for that ice cream flavor. Yeojin and Jiwoo went to meet you. This was yet another visit for the future "aunts" of the baby to come.

"I will definitely deal with them to keep you safe." Yeojin noted, beside Jiwoo and staring at the camera.

"Don't worry. We will protect you from anything that might negatively affect you, even if it means taking you away from these delinquents' arms." Heejin said, joining the other two.

"An army against us?", Jungeun asked as you put one of those doritos in her mouth.

They giggled. Another scene for the baby's life documentary, directed exclusively by Kim Jiwoo.

7 months ago

"Well... maybe we should... maybe we should buy baby things? Or set up the baby's room?", You suggested, astonished by the news that, finally, you were going to have a baby.

With the results of the exam in hands, Jungeun was very quiet on the way home. Parking the car in the garage of the building where you lived together, you waited for an answer to your questions.

Pregnant? Who knew you would be pregnant? Well, it was your dream two months ago. You both decided to make this dream come true. But it was a short while ago, actually. And you were not expecting a positive response so quickly. On the first try? Wow! This was really fast.

You noticed Jungeun's trembling hands and, now that you were pregnant, you would have a child of both of you, increasing the "family with our shape" because it's gonna be "the personification of your love", as the blonde said a few times. You wondered if she regretted it. After all, it would affect both your lives on a large scale, even though it was, at the moment, no more than the size of a bean.

"Look, I... I understand if you don't want to say anything. I will respect your space, but I thought it was our decision and..."

"Could you excuse me for a moment?", Jungeun said, in a whispering voice, and getting out of the car.

You understood that you shouldn't go after her and you were left with no reaction to her words. Meanwhile, outside the car, in the light of the vehicle's white headlights, the blonde of exuberant beauty and small body read the exam again, a growing smile on the pink lips that you loved to kiss so much.

Suddenly, to your shock, she let out a cry mixed with laughter and jumped in the air. It was as if, there, in that deserted garage and with you in the car, there was a space where Jungeun could celebrate it with vivacity. She was just so full of joy!

She was just as happy as you are, obviously! She just needed to find a place to outsource it, a moment when she could be free, a place where she could celebrate it!

Jungeun's hands held the test results as if they were holding the most precious thing in her life. And, somehow, it was.

You flashed the headlights in sync with her leaps and, watching her body turn to the car, her dark brown eyes staring into the glass, you knew what she would say and you both said at the same time, in a whisper only your hearts could hear.

"I love you."

Back to Present – 3 AM

Keeping a packet of m&m's in her jacket pocket, saving it for you to eat later, Jungeun finished eating a strawberry cereal bar, chewing slowly as the girls entered into a conversation to try to calm their spirits. In fact, everyone there was looking forward to you and the baby being well and being able to receive visitors as soon as possible.

Jinsoul told a story of her adolescence and the girls highlighted some parts, asked a few things and laughed. But Jungeun's mind was just a few feet from that waiting room.

Were you in pain? Was the baby finding the way out safely? Was the baby healthy? Were you okay?

She had no way of knowing. She went to the bathroom, the girls followed the blonde head with concern as she crossed the room to the door with a blue sign written "toilet".

When closing the door already inside the bathroom, every sound coming from outside was isolated. Jungeun turned the tap on and felt the cascade of water flowing through her fingers, finding some calm with that, since the only person who could give her the biggest amount of peace was in labor.

She washed her face and dried it with paper, stared at her reflection and realized she was pale. She would only regain color when she could finally see you and the baby.

She put her hand on the door handle again, turning it, and when she closed the door behind her, she noticed that all the girls were standing, staring at the beginning of the corridor. Her face turned in the same direction, where a nurse was standing still, noticed the movement of the woman's lips and the signal for her to follow her on a path. That woman would take Jungeun's to where her heart belonged.

"I wish you were with me... with us at the moment…", you whispered.

"The nurses didn't let me in, babe, but I'm here now..."

Jungeun was almost crouched beside the bed, her face close to yours. She reached up and stroked your cheekbones, touching your forehead with hers.

“How was it?”, she asked.

“It was like I was shitting a coconut.”

Her throat exploded with a pleasurable laugh, making you laugh along, even though you felt a lot of pain in your entire body. Tiredness was overwhelming you, but not enough to see your baby again.

"I only saw our baby for about 5 seconds and I was barely able to see that little face before they did the cleaning and exams."

Your voice was a whisper and Jungeun shook her head, as if she told you not to worry about it, and then she gave you a peck.

When the nurse came into the room and placed the baby in your arms, Jungeun was already crying. She never thought that your love could take on a human shape, so small, fragile and beautiful.

"Oh, God... I love you both so much..." she said, letting those strong tears run down her clean face as she bent down to kiss the top of the baby's head very gently.

That little body, with small hands, gripped her finger firmly and you knew that you would not let anything in the world do anything to destroy that purity. Jungeun felt the same way. Somehow, you knew that. You felt that. Perhaps because you had known her for a long time. Perhaps it was because of love. But you did knew. And she also knew that, whatever happened, her family would always be the homewhere your hearts could rest.

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enters the scene dramatically with a malleus cosplay. "sebek~ what do you think? do I look like your precious young master? anyway, trick or treat!" (surprise me)

A loud dramatic gasp broke was heard. "And just what do you think you're doing dressed like Master Malleus?!" Sebek sped walk to were you stood, face scrunched in an ugly angered look.

"UNACCEPTABLE!!" He yelled. Lightning and thunder appeared in tune with his anger.

The pistachio haired boy raised an arm and proceeded to point at you with it. As if magnetically attracted to him, the bolts concentrated in his hand and, once he pointed at you, lighting flashed to strike you.

"WOAH, SEBEK!!" You yelled, flinching and covering yourself with your arms to try and shield yourself from the electricity. "If he was gonna get this pressed about this costume, I would've never done it! I'm gonna die!" You thought.

But there you stood, unharmed.

Slowly, you opened your eyes and peeked from between your forearms. "I-I'm alive...?"

There he stood, looking all smug with the lightning circling his finger. "Boo! Happy Halloween!" Sebek said in that booming voice of his. "That's what you get for disrespecting the Young Master!"

You sighed in relief, slowly lowering yourself to the ground and hugging yourself. "I-I'm alive... !" You sobbed.

"Well done, Sebek! That was a wonderful scare!" You could hear Lilia praising from a distance.

Silver's gentle voice, too, was hard. "Old man... I think [Name] is having a heart attack after that."

Your precious dumb friend and Silver had to carry you over to the infirmary after the panic attack you experienced.

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Your candy bucket feels heavier Someone must’ve dropped some candy in it while you weren’t looking!

[djksfjkd Happy Halloween! I enjoyed writing this one a lot, hope you like it too!] [It was Lilia who encouraged Sebek to use lightning for his trick.... Bat, humans don't have hearts as strong as fae do lol]

#trick or treating 2021 #twst trick or treating #sebek zigvolt #diasomnia #twisted wonderland #halloween

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Thoughts and Reaction to WISHMAKER

Oh I'm so excited about this one! Marinette's little soft looks she gives Adrien in recent episodes before snapping herself out of it is adorable. Not overwhelming, just nice. Poor Adrien doesn't know what he wants to do. But the thing that hurts me most (probably because I was always in the same position he is in, so understand more than hurt from it) is the fact he thinks that with Ladybug adding more people to the team, he won't be needed and thus won't be Chat Noir anymore. OOOF it hurts! Poor Adrien doesn't realize that if Ladybug didn't give these Miraculous out, Shadow Moth would've gotten their Miraculous from them a long time ago. I rewatched all episodes out now in chronological order, and it's so obvious she cares about him and could not be able to do what she does without him. What needs to happen is for her to not only tell him that, but express it somehow for him to believe it.

"Come on, Plagg. It's time to start thinking about our future." OUR future. He's including Plagg in that future. Good! I definitely understand what this episode is trying to get across about jobs and careers, but a majority of people can't and never end up doing a job or career they love and gives meaning. Some struggle just to find something they can do with their circumstances, much less something that'd make them happy. A very good message though to encourage young kids to look into many interests and try to find what you enjoy to life to end up doing that makes an impact on the world to spread the positivity and happiness. Hey hey hey Alec, how dare you go after Andre the Ice Cream Maker?! But good on him for not letting it affect him at all, he's doing what he loves so the criticism doesn't matter. "Pistachio and pecan for the clear-sighted young man!" "Who? What young man?" "Hello Marinette." I love Luka so much and Andrew's voice is so smooth. x3 I've wanted to learn the violin for years, I have one, but have never been able to do much with it. Luka having and playing his violin makes me incredibly happy (and adore him even more). "Whoa. You definitely have a gift for finding the right words at the right time." "Adrien." "Ah, well, most of the time." LOL But this entire scene. Luka saying you haven't told him about your feelings have you, her noticing he's sad, and Luka being like let's go talk to him and help him then! Just. AWWW! Poor Adrien has so much pressure to find something he wants to do or his dad will make him do what he wants instead. That's going to make it even harder for him to find something... I remember a spoiler from a long time ago, of Adrien baking with Marinette. What if he finds he loves it when that happens, and it's what he wants to do? :o Ahahahaha when Luka goes and sits next to Adrien, Adrien looks up at Marinette expectantly to sit down too. Probably thought by him. but she went the safe route and went next to Luka. xD Adrien, thinking he knew what Luka and Marinette want to do. Luka knows what he wants but it isn't what Adrien or the rest of us thought. Marinette thought she knew but now she's not sure at all. So all three are kind of confused and it's complicated. Life's complicated. Have you noticed, this is the most honest Marinette and Adrien have ever been about something so deep and personal to them? And they're able to do it around each other. Because Luka's there. He's like their emotional guide to help bring them closer and I love it. "Nothing, my mind is empty!" "I'm completely lost!" - Marinette and Adrien say together. Dang. When Luka explains Marinette and Adrien's "inner music" that felt like the most deep and personal scene this show has ever had. "You two will eventually find what's already in front of you," he says before he knew. As they look at each other. Oh lovely foreshadowing moment here. "But you can't hear it clearly, just let the melody flow." In other words, let things happen as they should. Don't force anything. If it feels right to do something, do it. If it doesn't, don't. Wow that violin is so beautiful. Adrien and Marinette's reactions in

sync, the surprise at the tune, the contentedness, and wordlessly looking at each other before getting up and sitting closer. Such a beautiful scene, this has me in awe honestly. "I've wasted my life!" oh I'm sure that hit hard with some of us older viewers. :c I have trouble sometimes not thinking this way, but there's always still time to change how things are. I love that everyone's dreams are either sweet and positive or just plain silly. Like CrocoJagged.

Hey, hi there, son! I absolutely lost it LOL this was brilliant! And the way he runs away on his hind legs it's too much XD "Hey Adrien, go hide behind that tree!" and then he drags Marinette along to hide her. So funny he's the one taking control in this situation. He's really shown his superhero potential in this and Optigami, even when not suited up. oooh Marinette wasn't where he brought her. That was sus. "HEEEELP I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SWIM!" "If we get hit, we'll reveal our secret identities!" "What do you mean, m'lady?" "When I was six I wanted to be the Knitting Fairy, and the Knitting Fairy didn't wear a mask!" The fact she's distracted and Chat Noir had to be paying attention to pull her to safety was such a Ladybug move. What do you mean you're not needed, Chat?! Obviously you are! Also she's giving you information about herself! LISTEN. She never used to and doesn't have to tell you these things, she's choosing to! And she even asked about you and your childhood! "You must have just forgotten!" or didn't have one. I honestly didn't have a dream as a kid, either. I don't know, I never wanted to grow up and be anything in particular that I thought I could do. I didn't have wishes of things I wanted to do for fun much either. I don't know why exactly, but I had a dad that's enough like Gabriel so maybe that's why. (My sister proceeded to tease me about being a sentimonster, since there's that "Adrien's a sentimonster" theory going around). "But Dad, crocodiles know how to swim..." "I didn't when I was a kid!" THIS SCENE XDD I love it! "If Chat Noir and I get hit, you must come back to this exact moment." Yeah it was at that point my suspicions of Luka finding out about them both seemed to be very likely to happen. "Nobody can know about our secret identities." At this point I was going omg omg omg omg the entire time lol The fact that Adrien would decide to have his identity revealed so he could learn more about himself to help him in the future. o.o This poor boy! And here's Luka finding out about Marinette being Ladybug! The dramatic zoom in! Viperion goes "Marinette?!" literally with Chat less than a foot away and he doesn't even budge. He's really that sad he's not even paying attention to what's going on Dx Okay, Ladybug calling on her Lucky Charm just to have the plushie squeak in her hand got me lol "My childhood dream is being what my parents wanted me to be!" Adrien seems happy. And he's himself, it looks like, so I don't know if we just got it cut off short or if he is exactly what his parents wanted him to be, so he's happy knowing that information?

This back and forth between a serious moment and a hilarious one! Shadow Moth's horrified Adrien's Chat Noir lolol not even the same kind of reaction that was in Chat Blanc when he found out . Okay but back to Luka. I think he was much too far away to hear what Adrien was actually saying, but he can see that it's Adrien standing where Chat Noir was.

He sees Adrien's where Chat Noir was.

The realization that Chat Noir is Adrien.

Understanding exactly what it means for Marinette to be Ladybug and Adrien to be Chat Noir. It's interesting how the people of Paris were able to still have jobs that was as close to their childhood dreams as possible. The man that wanted to be Santa makes toys. Mr. Banana wanted to be a cucumber and while he's not one, he wears a Banana suit every day. Jagged wanted to be a crocodile so the closest he could get was to have one as a pet. Marinette wanted to be the Knitting Fairy and look at all she can knit and sew! Alec: "When I was a kid, I just wanted people to be happy!" so sad that his bullying made him want to make others miserable instead. But it's nice that he wants to start now trying to make others smile and be happy c: "Sorry Alec, but when you're a superhero, even your dreams have to remain a secret." But she told Chat Noir hers. If that's not her going in the direction of outright telling him who she is....! Please let Luka be the one to help Ladybug with Chat Noir and Adrien with Marinette. Please. They need it. They have to have Ladybug realize her feelings for Chat and be willing to tell him everything. And they need Adrien to open his eyes and realize his feelings for Marinette. Once those things happen, they'll be okay. Except Adrien still doesn't know what his dream is because that was taken away by Second Chance. Personally, I think his dream of wanting what his parents wanted him to be, is what he already is. He just doesn't know it. As for his future, that can be up to him to start finding! "Thanks to you, our secret identities were persevered and nobody discovered who Chat Noir and I really are..... uh, not even you, right?" "Not even me. Luckily Wishmaker never hit you or Chat Noir." LIES Funny that he was "Truth" before, but now he's spitting lies. HOWEVER don't worry, I understand very much why he's lying and with the way Marinette is, this would be something she'd worry about and obsess over and Luka doesn't want that for her. He knows he can handle it, and she'll find out about it later when she's meant to. I just think it's ironic and funny lol And ooooof the way Luka's face fell after she left. Poor bb. "It was nothing, Marinette. You know you can always count on me." Luka's going to be Marinette and Adrien's best friend in a way that Nino and Alya just can't be. I can feel it. "We're all okay. Thanks to Ladybug and Chat Noir."

Oh. Oh you dorks! It's like they somehow know deep down they're Ladybug and Chat Noir with that look at that line. They're looking at each other like they know to some extent... I'm sure nothing happened in an episode we have yet to see but, it feels a bit weird, don't you think? "I may not remember my childhood dreams, but that's okay! It's time to focus on the future and find my inner music, like Luka said!" AWWW good for you my precious sunshine boy! Keep being you. Also Adrien's disturbed look at Plagg killed me again.

Marinette: "I'll do it all! .... I'll be Luka's best friend and I'll love Adrien!" Yeah see, that's it! You guys are best as best friends, and Luka will one day find someone else and he'll be happy to have you as his best friend when that time comes too. As far as all the other stuff, that sounds very busy and exhausting, but if it makes her happy! "How can you love other people if you don't love yourself?" Oh dang, that's such a good line to have put in this show honestly! Nicely done. So this is definitely one of if not my favorite episode. Chat Blanc's been my favorite but this is at least up there with it! There's so much to take from this episode, and so much that can come from this episode's events that I'm both extremely excited and scared to find out what happens next.

#ml #miraculous ladybug #ml spoilers #ml season 4 spoilers #ml spoilers season 4 #wishmaker spoilers #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #chat noir #ladybug #viperion #thoughts and reaction to wishmaker #toujoursmiraculous thoughts and reaction

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theroad-not-taken · 3 years

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Champagne Problems - Jung Jaehyun AU

Pairing: Jung Jaehyun x You

Genre: angst

Word Count: 6k+ Words

Warning: this somehow could make you cry, i think?? i mean it’s based on one of taylor swift’s heartbreaking songs :D

a/n: this was written based on Taylor Swift’s Champagne Problems and I wrote it while holding back my tears because the song’s too poignant and I was imagining Jaehyun as the man... Gosh, I was heartbroken. Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy this one! :D

It was the last song of the glamorous night. People cheerfully clapped their hands to those who were waltzing gracefully to Frédéric Chopin. Subtle giggles erupted from the lips of the well-dressed women when they saw him offer you his delicate smile and asked, “may I have this dance, m’lady?”

Your mind subconsciously cued, ‘it feels weird. Like, it’s gonna be the last time I’m dancing with him. God, what’s happening with me?’

But you quickly shook your head and looked in his eyes, he was still studying your face calmly and a bright smile lingered on his lips, with his dimples, one of the things you loved about him, popped out on his cheeks.

You returned his smile with yours and nodded knowingly. He took your hand in his, slowly leading you to the dance floor.

He looked ethereally gorgeous tonight, just like he always did. Eyes which were aglow under the luminous lights and the way they undoubtedly held such elation and everlasting admiration for you. His gleeful and pristine smile that you forlornly wished it would stay there, propagating on his lips, despite the things you’d cruelly do, for the cause of his shattered heart.

Because I dropped your hand while dancing

Left you out there standing

Then you suddenly unclasped your hand from his once The Blue Danube echoed in the room. You said you wanted some fresh air and he followed you out of the room and strode into the garden.

Your mom’s ring in your pocket

My picture in your wallet

Your heart was glass I dropped it

Both of you were staring wordlessly at the bleak night sky which was glittered with stars.

“Beautiful,” you murmured and he let out a soft chuckle, admiringly scrutinizing your lovely face.

“You are.”

You were just in time for capturing his gaze and you laughed, but it felt heavy somehow.

“Seriously, Jae? You’re still trying to make me flushed by flirting with me like that?”

He laughed harder than you, the sound of his laugh melodically ringing in your voice, ‘God, that hearty laugh... how can I possibly think to hurt him?’

“I don’t care, you’re still blushing, anyway,” he left a soft kiss on your right cheek.

You rolled your eyes. “Whatever.”

He didn’t respond, yet he turned to face you and you swore that your heart was racing.

Sometimes you just don’t know the answer

‘Til someone’s on their knees and asks you

He was kneeling down on one knee and pulling out a small blue velvet box from his pocket. You nibbled on your bottom lip in nervousness, because you knew it, you knew it too well, how this would go.

How the day you’d been dreading had finally come to haunt you.

How this would end, more precisely, how you’d end up to shatter him in pieces and watch the I love yous and every slivers of your memory with him seamlessly drowned in an ocean of disappointment and guilt.

“The very first time I met you is when the open night sky was also shimmered with stars and tonight, we’re also under the stars and I...” He chuckled, still staring at you with full adoration, “God, I’m not an expert when it comes to arranging beautiful words because you’re technically the poet, but... I’ve loved you ever since that day you switched my pistachio with your mint chocolate... nonetheless, I adore you...”

“I’m not good with this... but I know you're the only one I want to share the rest of my life with...” his eyes crinkled while smiling broadly at you and he opened the ring box, “marry me?”

And there it was. some members of his family and friends were gathered in the garden.

“I-” you were left with no words to voice out, for you knew how predictably awful you’d make him feel.

You had a speech, you're speechless

Love slipped beyond your reaches

With you being fully aware of the inconceivable words that were spurted out of your mouth, he rose again and you could’ve sworn a dejected smile, yes a smile, painted his rosy lips. He also had a glazed look in his eyes. Jaehyun was unquestionably subdued inside.

No crowd of friends applauded

Your hometown skeptics called it

Champagne problems

For your answer was no and everything fell apart from the seconds he scanned your face in search of something doubtful. But there was none, and all he found was your clarity.

She would’ve made such a lovely bride

What a shame she’s fucked in the head

But you'll find the real thing instead

She’ll patch up your tapestry that I shred

Shortly after you left him standing there with his family and friends were also flabbergasted as he was, you went home with a remorseful feeling. The fractures of those people stared at you in incredulity as you shamelessly turned down his marriage proposal. The way Jaehyun sighed and held your shaky hand, whispering he was sorry and he went too fast for all of this and said he gave you time to think.

The way he continuously called your name and insisted on driving you home, however, again, you turned down his smallest offer and wistfully smiled at him, because...

But it wasn’t and you couldn’t bare to hear the glass breaking, notwithstanding, both of you were already apart from each other.

I’m so sorry, Jaehyun. I really am sorry.

For that matter, you were totally aware that you didn’t want a future with him, not because you never loved him, you were never ready to give everything to him and you didn’t deserve such an incredible person like Jaehyun. No, you were too busy stuck in your head.

Until earlier you had the guts to decide what’s best for you, although you knew how unspeakable your action was, and it was a fair amount of pain you had bewitched for both of you, still, Jaehyun deserved better than having you as his lifetime partner.

And hold your hand while dancing

Never leave you standing

Crestfallen on the landing

With champagne problems

Your mom's ring in your pocket

Her picture in your wallet

With every nights blurred into rainy and sunny morning, you constantly wished Jaehyun would find someone who deserved him more than you ever could, he’d find happiness with another woman and that precious smile would light up her day.

He’d repaint the canvas with cheerful colors, that you once painted with the gloomiest gray and other somber colors that you splashed on his blank canvas.

Soon, he’d forget the cause of his wretched heart and she’d be there to help him.

And you couldn’t bare to keep ruining his painting. Then you decided to stop painting and let somebody else paint his brightest sky instead.

Be happy, Jaehyun.

And I deeply am sorry for everything.

You won’t remember all my champagne problems

#nct imagines #nct au #jaehyun #angst #kpop

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katedrakeohd · 4 years

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#Wacky Drabbles 32

This week's prompt: I've never lied to you

The prompt will appear in the story in bold.

Word Count: Haven't a clue, because I wrote it all here in tumblr.

Rated PG: Adult situations, coarse language

This is a continuation of My Very Valtorian Christmas with the TRH gang.

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Part Eight: Breakfast Battle (1)

Sitting at her vanity table, Kate brushes out her hair while she waits for Drake to finish up in the bathroom. His earlier outburst over their researching of Cordonian baby names without him weighs heavily on her mind. Kate saw his point about wanting to be included, but the feeling that Drake was overreacting to the whole thing was bothering her too. And now Olivia was coming to dinner tonight, which was going to put Drake even more on edge. Breakfast this morning was going to be interesting, especially if Drake was still feeling prickly about the list he hadn't even seen yet.

With a sigh she puts her brush back down on the vanity, and studies her reflection in the mirror. Her hair looked ok, but her skin looked tired and dry. Whatever glow that pregnant women were supposed to exhibit must be switched off today. Reaching for her jar of moisturizer, she hears the bathroom door open and turns her head to look.

Drake comes out of the bathroom with his black dress shirt hanging open, he mutters to himself as he does up the cuff of his sleeve. He's clean shaven and his damp hair is combed back neatly in place. As he comes closer Kate smells the fresh and spicy scent of his aftershave, and can't help but breath deeply. He glances up and stops walking when he notices Kate's open appraisal of him.

With a disarming smirk that always makes Kate feel warm all over he says, "You know that whole, I'm undressing you with my eyes look, kind of defeats the purpose of me putting on fancy clothes."

Kate grins and looks down, a blush coming to her cheeks, and then looks back up. "Well, can you blame me? This is a really nice look for you. You could start a new dress code for the manor."

Looking down and pulling his shirt open, he chuckles as he walks over to Kate.

"So it wouldn't bother you to have the guests walking around with their shirts open too? I don't think we need to encourage Maxwell to have a reason to show off what he's got going on. You know how he always says he's down for anything."

"Well maybe not the guests, but Preston definitely. Have you noticed how built your bodyguard is?"

Drake frowns, "As if I wasn't reminded every damn time I see him. He's taller, broader and more ridiculously chiseled than me. And what's with the moustache?"

Kate turns in her chair, tugging at the bottom of Drake's shirt to bring him closer. As she buttons up his shirt she exaggerates by pulling at the fabric, bringing it taut around his middle to make her point. "I wouldn't want it any other way. Because it's your body he's paid to protect. I know you take pride in the fact that you can take care of yourself. But you're more important now, especially to me. Would you rather have nobody watching your back?"

Drake shoves his hands in his pockets with a sigh, knowing that Kate's right.

"Ok fine, you have a point. It was different before when I was just a nobody commoner. Nicholas always had his bodyguards to keep him safe. I suppose when we were kids they looked after me too, unofficially anyway. I bet it was a pain in the ass to keep us out of trouble."

Kate stops buttoning his shirt, leaving the top two open. She slides her hands down his front as if to smooth out invisible wrinkles, using it as an excuse to touch him. When she reaches the button on his pants, Drake's hands ball into fists in his pockets. He's trying to hide his growing bulge, but only manages to draw more attention to it.

He clears his throat and takes a step back. "I thought you were dressing me, not the other way around."

Kate pushes herself up out of her chair, grabbing her cardigan sweater off the back. "I was just going to tuck in your shirt."

Drake grins, doing it himself and then doing up his belt. "Uh huh right, you were just looking for a reason to shove your hands down my pants."

Kate shrugs into her sweater, stepping over closer to Drake with a mischeivous grin on her face. "Usually you don't mind so much. You can't say you didn't enjoy it."

"Nope, not at all."

Kate steps into his arms, taking a deep breath of his scent before letting it out with a sigh. "Liar, liar, sexy pants on fire."

Drake shakes his head, giving her upturned face gently placed kisses. "I've never lied to you."

Kate giggles, sliding her hands up and down his back. "What about all of those months you denied you had feelings for me?"

"Well technically I was lying to myself, not you. Ok, fine I'm a liar a bad one at that.

We're late for breakfast already. And when we meet Preston and Mara in the hall to escort us, I really don't want to be pointing the way. Or be sitting uncomfortably at the table. We can continue this later."

"Promise?"

Drake gives her one last kiss, and then reluctantly steps back. "Yes, I promise. Besides we have other presents to unwrap today, and I'm hungry."

Kate tucks a handful of her pistachio cookies into the pockets of her sweater, making Drake shake his head at her.

"What? I want to share some with Hana and Maxwell. Don't worry I'll save you one."

Drake tucks his phone in his pocket and then reaches for her hand. "Come on, let's go."

#drake walker #choices #wacky drabbles #a very valtorian christmas #long post

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katedrakeohd · 4 years

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Christmas Love ~ Part Two

[A Very Valtorian Christmas Masterlist]

Rated: Mature for Adult Themes, Angst, talk of Depression and Emotional distress during pregnancy, otherwise this story is all fluff and good stuff.

(I suck at trigger warnings, so I apologize in advance)

A special shout out to @drakeandcamilleofvaltoria for the drake & kate in a bathtub story challenge. 😊

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With a sigh Drake looks around the bedroom. The bed clothes were wrecked from their play wrestling, and the girls in the laundry were going to fuss over the wrinkled sheets, but he had other concerns. Kate hadn't come back from the bathroom yet. Had he been too rough? He knew he got carried away sometimes, and today he had awoken Kate earlier than usual. Setting his phone and the bag of cookie treats on the bedside table, he walks over to the bathroom to check on her.

To his surprise the door is ajar and he hangs back for a moment to watch his wife. She was standing at the sink in her pale silk dressing gown dabbing at her face with a damp wash cloth. Her eyes looked sad as they met his in the mirror. Her gaze shifted back down to look at the water in the sink as he eased the door open and entered the bathroom.

“Kate?” he says in a low voice, his face softening with concern. Stepping up beside her he turns and leans against the marble counter, “Honey what's wrong?”

Still looking down at the sink Kate shrugs and then starts rambling, “I don't know, just feeling a little overwhelmed I guess. I was looking in the mirror at myself, standing in this gilded and fancy bathroom that belongs to a Duchess, and wondering what a nobody waitress from a New York dive bar was doing in such a place. A pregnant waitress, pretending to be a Duchess, who is going to birth a child that is destined to rule a country. It all seems so bizarre considering where my life was headed just a year ago. What do I know about running a Duchy, or about being a Mother to royalty?”

Drake reaches out and gently cups her cheeks in his hands, wiping away her tears with his thumbs and tilting her face up to look at him.

“Kate, our Duchy is fairly self sufficient, there isn't much you really need to do. And the Mother part… I’m going to be with you every step of the way, you aren’t ever going to be raising our child alone. We're both new at this and we'll figure this out together, and we've no shortage of help whether it's friendly advice from those who love us or the help of our Manor staff. There are healthcare professionals, counselors and support people to guide us in Parenting if we need it. There are political advisers and tons of community support to help us keep the Duchy running smoothly. There's nothing for you to worry about.”

Seeing the calm and loving expression on Drake's face, and knowing that he's making perfect sense, brings fresh tears of gratitude. His tone isn’t condescending or teasing just honest and full of love. Kate covers her face with her hands. “I'm so sorry. You must think I'm so foolish and crazy.”

Drake pulls her into his arms as she continues crying against his shoulder. “Sshh, you're not foolish or crazy. You're only human Kate, and I love you. You're growing a whole other human in that beautiful body of yours and you have every right to get emotional about it.”

The thin material of her robe offers little warmth and Drake realizes how cool her hands are as she cuddles into his chest. “My gosh, Kate you're freezing. We really need to find a way to heat this bathroom better. Let me draw you a warm bath, and then we can talk some more.”

Kate nods wiping at her puffy eyes and sniffing back her tears as she steps back. Drake grabs a bath sheet and wraps it around her shoulders, “Here hold onto this while I draw us a bath.”

“Us?” Kate asks quietly, wiping her nose on the corner of the towel.

Drake chuckles quietly, leaning over to turn on the taps on their large soaker tub. “Well who else is going to wash your back for you?”

“You're so sweet to me Drake, I bet other husbands don't do this for their wives.”

Drake fetches Kate's favorite shampoo and body wash out of the shower, “Well they should.”

As Kate watches, he places the shampoo and body wash on the side of the tub along with another bath towel for himself. Reaching into the bathwater he tests the temperature and then sits down on the edge of the tub to wait for it to fill.

Kate shifts from side to side, rubbing one cold foot against the other. How Drake could walk around naked in the chilly marble tiled bathroom and not shiver was baffling to her.

Drake glances down at her shuffling feet, “The floor does get cold in here doesn't it? I think we should invest in some infloor heating.”

Kate nods, “I suppose in the meantime I could get some slippers.”

Drake turns off the taps, and then walks over to Kate. Wrapping his arm around her shoulders he places a kiss on her temple. He grasps the edge of her towel in his fingers, “May I?”

Kate lets go of her towel and Drake pulls it away with a flourish, quickly folding it and placing it next to his. Untying her robe, he slips it down off of her shoulders and it melts into a puddle at her feet. Kate gasps and instinctually wraps her arms around his ribs to soak up some of his body heat.

Cradling her gently around the back he tilts his face down and closes his eyes, smiling against her lips as she tilts her face up to meet his. Their kisses are soft and unhurried, lips parting for each other under gentle pressure as they meet again and again. Once Kate feels warmed all over, she tips her head back and whispers, “Thank you, I needed that.”

Drake nods, “Mmhmm, I know. Ready for your bath?”

Kate nods and Drake steps back and then dips down to scoop her up in his arms. Kate holds onto his neck and shoulders as he turns and gently places her down into the warm water. Scooting forward a little she allows him room to climb in behind her. Drake settles down into the warm water with a sigh, drawing up his knees and Kate slides back to lean against his chest. Lifting his hand face up out of the water and resting it on his knee, Kate takes the silent hint and places her hand in his lacing their fingers together. Tugging his arm back to hug against her chest, she kisses the back of his hand. He dips his head down to kiss her shoulder. They sit quietly like this for a few minutes, watching the steam rise from the water. Kate breaks the silence first, “So what did Preston want?”

Drake presses more kisses against her shoulder and neck, working his way up to her ear. “He brought me my phone, that I'd left in the SUV yesterday, and for you he brought a special treat.”

Kate caresses up and down his thigh, raising her eyebrows with surprise, “Ooh, what kind of treat?”

Drake squeezes her hips gently with his thighs and kisses her on the cheek, “Oh, something round, sweet, green and Italian.”

Kate frowns in thought, “Sweet, green..and Italian?”

Drake sweeps her hair off to the side, kissing the back of her neck. “Remember the last time we visited Rome? We went into that sweet shop and you fell in love with the Pistachio Almond cookies on the sample tray?”

Kate gasps as she remembers, “You got me Peluso's Pistakì cookies?”

Drake smiles as he reaches for her bottle of body wash and the bath sponge. “Mmhmm, I asked Preston to enquire about them at the candy shop in town. I told him to tell them that they were your favorite cookie and asked if they could get them in stock.”

“Oh Drake, that's the best gift ever. Now I don't have to go all the way to Italy to find them. How did you know I was craving them?”

“I've watched you nibbling on bowls of mixed nuts and trail mix lately, and there always seemed to be almonds and pistachios mixed in along with your chocolate covered raisins and cranberries.”

Kate blushes as she gnaws on her bottom lip. “So you've caught onto my cravings for sweets then?”

Drake uncaps her body wash and squirts some on the sponge. “Uh huh. But you've seemed to keep it on the healthy side for the most part. As far as I can tell. So kudos to you.”

Kate thinks back to the cookies and milk and gum drops she was snacking on yesterday. Hana made sure to save as many green candies for Kate as possible. Kate nods, glad that Drake can't see the guilty expression on her face, “Yes, yes I try to.”

Drake knows she's lying but lets it slide. “Want to sit forward so I can wash your back and shoulders?”

Kate scoots forward in the tub, enjoying the scent of orange blossoms and vanilla as Drake washes her shoulders. Watching the creamy foam slide down over her breasts as they rise out of the water reminds her of ice cream. Breathing deeply and closing her eyes, Kate suddenly has a craving for an Orange Creamsicle.

Drake drags the sponge underneath the water and rubs Kate's back with it, bringing a moan of satisfaction to her lips. “Mmm, that feels so good. Why do you do so much for me?”

Drake wets down her hair with the sponge and then hands the sponge forward and reaches for her shampoo. “Cuz, it's my job.”

“I didn't know bath buddy was part of the Duke of Valtoria job description.” Kate giggles as Drake runs his fingers through her hair.

“No, but it's on page three of the husband and lover handbook.”

Kate bends her knees up and scrubs down her legs with her sponge. “That's funny. I've never seen that book in the library before.”

“It's in the special ‘Guys only’ section.”

Kate closes her eyes as Drake lathers up her hair, “So if bath duties are on page three, what's on page one and two?”

Drake smirks, as he scoops water up in his hands and rinses out her hair, “Sorry that's classified information.”

“Ok, point taken. So what other surprises should I expect on our first Christmas day?”

“I dunno, you'll have to wait and see. Oh just to clarify, you didn't really want a pony did you? Because we could always add one to the stables.”

Kate laughs, turning around in the tub to kneel between his thighs and lean in for a kiss. “No silly, you're my pony.”

Drake grins, sliding his hands down to cup her ass as she giggles between his kisses, “And what about the rockets and fireworks?”

Kate gasps with delight, wrapping her arms around his neck, “Ooh, could we really have fireworks?”

Drake squeezes her ass and teases butterfly kisses across her cheeks and nose, “Not for Christmas, but maybe for New Year's Eve.”

“Ooh, they would be so pretty to set off over the lake.”

Drake nods, “Sounds like a plan, consider it done.”

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Later, all warm and cozy in flannel pjs and sitting cross legged on the bed, Kate opens up her package of cookies. “It's a shame I can't have a cup of coffee with these. I miss coffee.”

Drake wanders out of the closet dressed in a pair of track pants, “We could get some decaf sent up from the kitchen. Or maybe some tea. I know I could use a coffee too.”

Kate unwraps a cookie and bites into it, closing her eyes and savoring the sweet flavor, “Mmm, these are heavenly. Do you want one?”

Drake watches her lick the powdered sugar off her lip. “Maybe later. Don't eat too many of those we still have to make an appearance at breakfast.”

Kate pouts as she finishes off her cookie. “Oh fine, just one….or maybe two. One for me and one for Little One.” Kate rubs her belly affectionately as she reaches into the packaging for another cookie.

Drake walks over to the bedside to check his phone, there's a light flashing indicating messages. “Damn, it's almost dead.”

He opens the bedside drawer to fish out his charger. Sitting down on the edge of the bed he hears the rustle of another cookie being opened. He sighs and then glances over his shoulder at Kate. “I thought Little One, or whatever was only having one cookie.”

Kate looks away, brushing some pistachio crumbles off of her chest. “Sorry.”

Shaking his head, Drake rests his elbows on his knees and thumbs through the messages on his phone. “Seriously, save room for breakfast. Oh look.. it seems that Bertrand and Savannah won't be coming to our Christmas dinner after all.”

Kate raises her eyebrows, mumbling around a cheekfull of cookie, “Aww, why not?”

“Bartie's sick and they don't want to travel with him and get us sick too.”

Drake turns and snatches away the box of cookies, “You're gonna make yourself sick eating so many of these. Can't be good for Little One.”

Kate tears up a little at his gruff scolding, “Hey those are mine! We're hungry.” She rubs her belly and pouts.

Drake frowns rubbing at his forehead with his thumb and fingers, “Quit it already with the childishness. Besides using the nickname ‘Little One’ over and over again is bugging the hell out of me. We need to pick out baby names or something.”

Kate looks down at the bedspread as she picks at the crumbs around her, “Actually Hana helped me pick out names yesterday.”

Drake sighs with annoyance, tossing his phone down on the bed. “Hana helped you.”

Kate shrugs avoiding eye contact with Drake, “And Nicholas…I'm sorry, I know you wanted for us to do that together.”

Drake's nerves bristle at the mention of Nicholas helping pick names for his heir. He and Kate had been adamant that their baby was to be raised as they saw fit, and that the heir to the throne business shouldn't be a priority until it really needed to be. “You let him pick names instead of me?”

Kate tries to diffuse Drake's anger before it got any worse, “Not exactly. He just supervised as Hana and I researched names from Cordonian noble history. We were just throwing around the idea of reviving an old name that would help our child connect to the past.”

The idea of his child being named after some long dead stuffy noble grated on Drake's nerves even more. “So we could instill a sense of stuffy pretentiousness in our child from day one?! You've got to be kidding.”

Kate sighs, her stomach feeling queasy, and her baby moving about adding to her growing discomfort, “Look, it's just a list of names. It's not a binding contract or a damn yoke around our baby's neck. You have the right to veto any name you don't like or toss the whole list away and we can start a new one. I'm sorry Drake, really I am. I didn't realize you would get so upset.”

Drake's phone vibrated on the bed and he picked it up to check it. With a groan he runs his fingers through his hair, giving it a tug and then letting go. “Well Fuck, if that doesn't add insult to injury.”

Kate looks on with concern, “Now what?”

“Olivia has invited herself to dinner.”

#long post #drake x kate #a very valtorian christmas #trh fanfic #drake walker

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