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˗ˏˋ WON'T HAVE YOU ! ´ˎ˗

din djarin x reader.

this is 100% self indulgent LMAO, based off of kanej from six of crows :) (maybe ooc mando?? it's my first time writing for him lol it might be iffy)

warnings — mentions of blood / injuries, shooting, typical star wars fights

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You sat on Din's cot in the Razor Crest, desperately trying to get the whining green baby to sleep. Mando was off, collecting another bounty for credits whilst you were left here babysitting. It was part of the deal, after all.

He took you in for protection, and you would prove yourself useful.

Din had found you on one of his hunts for a bounty— well, more like you had found him.

You were being held captive by the very man he was after, and when you ran into the Mandalorian you quickly made an alliance with him, leading him straight to the bounty.

You told Mando little of your past, and he knew better than to push. What he did know, was that you needed out and could be a valuable assest, showing your expertise in mechanics and skilled fighting.

You would almost, dare say, consider the new arrangement, safe for you.

Which was new from what you'd ever known, always trapped and having to report back to the same place all your life. Without knowing if you had a real family out there or not, without knowing how much more of your life you'd have to live.

So yeah, you could get pretty used to this.

A sound of the hatch opening caught your attention, meeting the familiar beskar helmet. You were silent for a moment, trying to hide your excitement at his return when you noticed his limp.

"What happened?" You asked, setting Grogu down carefully and rushing to help him.

"Bounty." Came a curt response, and you couldn't say you were shocked at his cold demeanor.

You almost rolled your eyes in the vagueness of his answer, "Very descriptive, Mando."

No response.

Huffing, you grabbed a kit, handing it over to him.

"Thank you." Was his only response as he tried his best to walk normally over to a nearby table, opening up the kit.

Watching silently as he removed some of his armor (never the helmet, you came to learn), you saw him slightly lift the cloth worn underneath, a wound on the back of his torso. He hissed as he reached back, struggling to clean off the blood.

"Let me help you," you finally spoke up, being met with the stubborn look that you were somehow able to understand underneath his helmet. "Din."

At the call of his name he finally complied, handing over the clumped up rag, turning around.

With shaky breaths you dabbed the cloth in water, hoping to clean the wound up a bit before applying any bacta.

You moved slow, hesitant towards his bare side, the rag finally making contact with him. He jumped at the touch, clearly holding back any noises of pain. "Sorry," you mumbled, retracting your hand away for just a second. "But I have to clean it up before I can put any bacta on."

Finally being able to focus on the task at hand, but still moving carefully, you cleaned it up the best you could, setting the dirty towel aside and spraying bacta on the wound, practically wincing with Din anytime he jolted suddenly.

"Finished." You called out, and only when he turned, helmet almost meeting your face, then did you realize just how close the two of you really were.

"Thank you. Again." He breathed quietly, also aware of the close proximity. Neither of you daring to break away, you bath sat silently on stools, and for a moment, you swear you saw him lean just forward, his hand twitching to meet yours.

You find yourself caught in whatever trance this was, heart beating rapidly—

When the cooing of Grogu on the floor snaps you back.

"I should, um," you stumbled across your words, clumsily standing to grab the little one. "Take him. You should probably wrap that. So it doesn't get infected, or anything."

Only nodding in response, the Mandalorian stayed and watched as you walked further and further away from him, out of reach.

Once again.

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You go weeks without addressing anything of the situation.

You tagged along with Mando in the next bounty hunt, leaving the ship and Grogu in Peli's hands as you stopped at Tatooine.

The mission consisted of someone who was associated with the man who once held custody of you— who on a technicality, still did. And you'd be lying if you said you weren't terrified of the chance of you having to go back to that life once more, but found solace in the fact he was captured previously.

You and Din split up, figuring secrecy was best suited for this mission. Stealth was always your forte, and clearly not his. He stood out too much with the armor, of course.

So you two went separate routes to the coordinates, as you took to the rooftops and Mando by streets. You'd kept him in your line of sight for the most part, seeing him successfully locate his way.

"I'm here." You quietly called to the comms, standing on top of the roof of the supposed building.

"Going in." He replied as you watched him head into the building, you looking for a nearby latch or window to sneak in through.

Your plans were cut short, however, when a bullet hits you in the arm.

"Fuck!" You cried out, crawling over to hide behind a large chimney. The shots fired towards the bricks, debris flying. You pulled out your gun, shooting from over your shoulder, taking the sniper out. "Mando! I've been compromised!" Not bothering to listen for a response you peeked in the direction of the (now dead) shooter.

You quickly learned that there were more than one, though, when more shots were fired from a different direction. You ripped off a piece of your sleeve and wrapped it around your arm for good measure on the bullet wound, and dropped from the rooftop to behind the building, shielding yourself from sight.

"Where is she?"

"I don't see her!"

You put your gun back in its pouch, opting for a knife. You followed the voices, locating them and lurking behind before taking them out, trying to find a way inside the cantina Din went inside when you were tazed, groaning in pain as you fell to the ground.

"Did you really think you would get away so easily, little bird?"

Your heart sunk to your stomach at the familiar voice, looking up to see the very face you hoped you wouldn't.

"Cat got your tongue?" He chuckled, and you were paralyzed, unable to move as he stood over you. "I won't let you get away, not this time. You'll never—"

A simple three shots ended his rant.

"Y/n!"

Your head whipped around to meet the Mandalorian, bending over to check on you. "What happened?"

Almost too much was going on for you to process, you didn't even realize the beads of tears that ran down your cheeks. Too much that you didn't realize how the Mandalorian, the very same, stoic one who mostly only spoke to either Grogu or to say thank you, the very same one who never let you get too close for comfort, was on his knees. For you.

"I'm- I-" you breathed, the floodgates rushing open. You silently leaned into his chest, and for once, Din didn't push you away.

"Let's just get you back to the Crest, alright?"

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After a brief explanation and some calming down, Peli left you and Mando in the newly fixed Crest, still keeping Grogu inside, both of you insisting not to wake him from his nap yet.

Still shocked, you sat down silently, doing nothing but staring at a wall. You were so numb that you didn't even notice Din taking out the kit, tending to your wound as you did his not too long ago. For once, the closeness didn't affect you whatsoever, the same voice repeating itself in your head over and over again.

"You won't get away this time."

You succumb to the thoughts of your head, still scared, despite knowing he was gone and who was beside you.

"Hey," Din's voice called out to you, your glossy eyes snapping over to meet his helmet. "He's gone now. You don't answer to him anymore. He's gone and he doesn't own you. You're free."

The words you waited to hear all your life don't feel as good as you thought they would.

Freedom was something you once thought was unattainable, something you dreamt of. But now that you have it?

It almost feels just as horrifying.

"You can do anything you've ever wanted to do," Din continued. "You can leave. Be free of this place, go wherever."

"I could leave?" You inquired. The thought of what you'd do now that you have a life that's your own and only yours has crossed your mind just a few times, and not in many of those thoughts have you thought about leaving Din and Grogu.

But would it be for the better?

You contemplate your decisions, would they even want you to stay? They were doing just fine on their own before you even arrived, they clearly would be just fine if you left. Figuring it was an invitation to leave you wordlessly get up, turning your back to him.

"You could also stay."

Four simple words make you stop in your tracks, and cowardly, you don't look back at him. "And why should I?"

"Because I want you to," He speaks, and after all this time, only now are you able to detect the emotion in his voice. You turn around to the beskar covered man, never seeing him look so small. "For him. For us."

For a moment you think he's talking about both himself and Grogu, but you understand that when he says us, he means you and him. And it should be heartwarming, it should make you want to jump into his arms and accept, but it only makes you angry.

"Us?" You repeat, and in a tone that chills him to his core. "There is no us, Din."

He's pleading now, and if only you could see his expression under the mask. "Please."

"And if I stay?" You push, walking slowly towards him. "How will I have you?"

"All of me."

You only shake your head, knowing it wasn't possible. "All of you, with a full armor of beskar every night. All of you, with short and meaningless conversations. All of you, with gloves on and hands I'll never get to truly hold. All of you, with lips that will never touch and a face I'll never see."

"My creed-"

"This isn't about your creed, Din Djarin," you practically whisper, scared if you talk any louder your voice will crack. And Din knows, Maker he does, that this isn't about his creed. It isn't about the armor that he's wearing but about the armor he puts up, about the space that he's put between you two and what he guards his heart with.

"If you think for a moment that this is about what you wear," you pause, and Din has never wanted you to see his expression underneath his helmet more than his does in this moment. "Then you really don't know me at all. If I cannot have you, truly have you, without the armor," you press against his chest plate with a light hand, and stuck in place, he doesn't give into the instinct to hold it.

"Then I won't have you at all."

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[f1nalgirlz]

Valentines | Danny Cooper

♡super fluffy fluff kinda a drabble?♡

˗ˏˋwarnings´ˎ˗ none, unless you count sickeningly in love couples ♡

˗ˏˋcontent´ˎ˗ gay Danny cooper, male reader, masc pronouns used for reader, use of Y/n

The kitchen of the small shared apartment was filled with the smell of chocolate, vanilla, and strawberries. Y/n had prepared several trays of heart-shaped cookies for his boyfriend, one of his favorite treats and was now focusing on dipping the fresh strawberries into the melted chocolate. After dipping in the last strawberry, Y/N heard a key turn in the front door. He placed the strawberry down next to the others he'd just prepared and went to greet his boyfriend, untying his apron from around his waist and tugging the sugar covered garment over his head, leaving it strewn across the counter. His mind was excited, anticipating the moment when his boyfriend would come through the door. He wondered how he would react, would he like the cookies or the strawberries more?

His eyes watched as the doorknob turned, opening to reveal his boyfriend, Danny. The man looked a bit more disheveled than when he left this morning, stray hairs falling into his face having escaped his hair tie and his cheeks and ears red from the wind outside. The thing that really caught Y/n's attention though, was the goofy grin on his face as he shuffled in the apartment, closing the door behind him. It was at this point Danny was gently thrusting his arms out towards his boyfriend, a pretty bouquet in his left hand and a little brown bear holding a heart in the other. Y/n could feel a smile tugging at his lips, taking the gifts with a giggle and instantly feeling strong arms wrapping around him. The moment he felt his arms slip around his waist, squeezing him so tightly, he felt like he was melting. He laughed softly, hugging Danny back before pulling apart to admire the flowers. "Thank you." he muttered earning an "of course!" from his boyfriend.

After a beat of silence Y/n was leading Danny to the kitchen, gingerly setting his own gifts onto the counter as if they'd fall apart if he didn't. "Ta-da!" he said quietly wiggling all ten fingers in the direction of all the sweets on the surfaces in the kitchen. When his eyes found his boyfriend again his face was lit up, lips forming a little 'o' causing a soft chuckle to leave Y/n's lips. He made his way back to Danny's side, looping an arm around his waist. "What do you wanna try first?" he asks, not expecting to see his boyfriend looking down at him with big watery eyes. Y/n's heart dropped as he was engulfed in another hug, this one almost knocking him over by the sheer force of it, but he steadied himself, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist. "Is something wrong?" he asks, but doesn't receive a verbal answer just yet, feeling his boyfriend shake his head, then laugh. Danny pulls back, hands gripping onto his boyfriend's shoulders. "No, nothings wrong i just-" he was interrupted by little sniffle, wiping his cheeks. "I just love you so much and you did all this for me i just... i never want to let you go." he said, tears rolling down his cheeks again by the end, Y/n's heart felt more at ease knowing these were happy tears. He didn't have much time to reply before his boyfriend was pulling him into a salty kiss, so sweet and gentle it made his heart swell. Y/n could practically feel his heart melting in his chest, spilling down and spreading warmth into his stomach. When they finally broke apart Y/n muttered softly, "i love you." which earned him another round of kisses, including some being peppered all around his face as he laughed happily.

happy valentine's day lovelies. thanks to everyone who reads my stuff for doing so, it makes me very happy ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

[yours-lovingly-cho]

˗ˏˋ 🄱🄴🅂🅃🄴🅂🅃 🄾🄵 🄽🄸🄶🄷🅃🅂 ´ˎ˗

•Summary: You miss him

•Pairing: Deigo kang × reader

•Implied:G/n reader, established relationship

•Warnings: grammer?, skinship, petnames, kissing, and let me know if any other

•Note: Finally!! ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ @imtomiee Thank you for being patient with me lovely ♡♡♡ hope it's upto your expectations! I'm really sorry that it took such a long while(⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠) don't be hesitant in admitting if it's not like you wanted

𝕃.𝕄𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

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" WE WILL LAND IN SEOUL SHORTLY, PASSENGERS ARE REQUESTED TO TAKE CARE OF THEIR BELONGINGS "

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You were girded by the loudest of chatterings, yet you felt lonely.

Maybe, because you half expected a pair of hands to hug you from behind and whisper 'surprise' or starry eyes to be simply hiding in the midst of the crowd, waiting for you to spot them and flash that smile you missed so much.

Heaving a sigh, you trudged down the tiles and out to the pavement, hoping for a miracle, only to be met with disappointment.

........

You were prepared for this the moment he asked you out dancing slowly in the rain, well atleast you thought so. Practically, you were going to reject him, 'cuz you knew it'll be hard to catch a break once it starts but....

Nonetheless you couldn't be blamed now, could you? Who'd be able to deny, if The Deigo kang were to ask you out with such a soft look in his eyes.

You sighed at the fond memory, standing at the very place.

It wasn't just any public park, it was a remote part of the park, hidden cleverly in the mazes.

You chuckled remembering trouble he made you go through to find the entry instead of just guiding you there, hand in hand, like any couple you'd expect but, oh well, he was extraordinary you suppose.

You recall the ravishing night as if yesterday, surrounded by the beauty of nature and the one in front you. As if the nature itself had planned this.

Soaking and holding you tightly, eyes locked into yours. Time slowed down, leaving you in a trance. He uttered the words that echoed through all your mind. And instead of speaking, you answered with a quick peck.

But that wasn't enough for him. He fished for your lips and kissed you properly, the one you deserved; hands running the length of your back, soothing your heart.

You wallowed in the feeling when you two parted; panting and disheveled. You dug your face in his chest and soon felt his heavy breaths fanning your neck and heard a muttered "I love you so darn much" as his fingers dug into your sides. The rest? Well, that's a history.

..........

You dragged your feet to the door of your lavishly empty apartment, but slammed it shut as soon as you opened it.

Okay. You knew you were lonely, but not enough to hallucinate. Right? What you saw just now, must've been a ghost.... right?

You gazed at your hand clutching the handle, then slowly opened the door again. And the scene was as it was. You rubbed your eyes and peered again.

" Is it that unbelievable babe? "

Your very lover let out a chuckle that rang through your whole being, assuring that it wasn't, in fact, just some dream. It was Him.

Him, who was kneeling with a bouquet of red tulips held out; surrounded by scattered red petals and little candles that cast a tender glow on his sharp features.

He stood up, only to get ambushed by your big bear hug, almost making him tumble backwards. You basked in his warmth as his laugh ringed in your ears like a melody.

" You're here " you mumbled; a tear or two threatening to pour out

" Yes love " he soothed you, " Just for you "

" You're really here " you dug into his chest; crushing him as tightly as you could as he swayed you both side to side.

" Yes my little bear " he kissed your head.

" What about the interview? " You asked suddenly, looking up at him with glassy orbs.

" Oh! I bailed " he smiled nonchalantly, kissing your forehead, " I missed you princess "

"But- "

" I doubt it'll be bad. I can't really get fired like that y'know " he kissed your nose I have a thing for nose kisses aahhh

He continued to smother you. He kissed your your eyes, cheeks, the corner of your lips, your chin, your jaw, the tiny bulge of your neck and lastly your sweet sweet lips as you two kept swaying side to side lightly.

You parted, only for a second or two when he kissed you again, lifting you off your feet while you wrapped them around his waist, but only for a little while as he stumbled backwards into the couch, abruptly breaking your kiss. Guess you weren't the only one feeling weak. Smirk

You two lay engulfed in the serene warmth. He rubbed your back as you sighed, " I love you " came your muffled voice, all the tiredness suddenly dawning on you. In response, he planted a long kiss on your head, whispering " Love you too my little bear " and there you go! You shut down to enter your awaited dreamland.

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Thank you so much

for reading till the end!

[letmeapologise]

Hi, will you be making Thierry Henry fics anytime soon? I would love to request a fic of him with a fellow cohost reader on championship league today (it's on cbs and paramount plus). His relationship with Kate Abdo is sweet, but I would like to see something with him having a crush on reader and her being in Kate's host position. Micah and Jamie would know about his crush and she is oblivious.

❝ 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐮 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ✰ ´ˎ˗

⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⌇ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞 ੈ✩‧₊˚

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⌇ 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟐.𝟎𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 ! 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐛𝐬 𝐨𝐦𝐠 𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

“MOST IMPRESSIVE FOOTBALLER YOU HAVE EVER INTERVIEWED?” asked Jamie, tilting his head up at you from the cue card. You pouted your lips, eyes darting around in thought, humming to yourself with your mouth half agape. “Most impressive – impressive in what sense?” you looked back at him with a curious glint in your eye, smiling, Thierry and Micah watching you both with keen eyes.

“You tell me,” he tilted his head forward, giving you a coy smirk before the men broke out into laughter. You shook your head and looked down with a soft smile, softly chuckling as he placed the cue card down onto the table in front of him, leaning forward for your answer. You rolled your eyes. “The biggest name is probably Lionel Messi,” impressed ‘ooo’s reverberated around the room, Thierry looking between his cue card and the table with a chuffed expression, refusing eye contact. “Pele,” you continued, the yelling got louder and you murmured to yourself in thought, Micah now leaning back on his chair while listening to you in awe.

“Maradona,” the shouting got to its peak, Jamie and Micah now yelling in sync at your accolades while you laughed and stopped listing people. Micah lowered his cue card on one hand, raising the other as if in a half-shrugging motion. “Thierry Henry? Where does he come from in all of this?” Thierry shook his head in disbelief, smiling slightly, you did the same. “Thierry’s like a friend though, isn’t he?” 

Jamie and Micah chuckled childishly, Micah’s hand now on his shoulder, leaning into Jamie as he turned round with his cue card stuck between both hands protectively. “What sort of friend?” everyone laughed and Thierry covered his face with his cue card, facing the table once more with a toothy grin. “Chemistry’s a bit too much on that side of the room!” Micah pointed, jabbing a finger at the other side of the table where you and Thierry sat, then fixing his suit.

“And at the canteen at lunch time,” Jamie quipped, grinning slyly. You just scoffed, laughing it off while Thierry glanced between you and the other men, cue card flat on the table, laughing and shaking his head. “We’ll be back after the break,” you finally said, cutting the mischievous duo opposite you off completely, Micah calming himself down with a long-winded humming breath that made you want to start laughing to yourself again. You took a sip of the water in front of you, the cameras in front of your table now showing rolling clips of adverts instead of a reflection of yourself and the individuals next to you.

Micah leaned back into his chair, tilting his head around to Thierry behind Jamie’s back who coughed, clearing his throat, and observed him doing so. You flicked through your notes momentarily, glancing over at Jamie and then Thierry who was looking at you with a mixture of fascination, his eyes fixated on you and the bottle of water that had just come from your lips. You gave him a pensive look, eyes raised and rubbing your fingers around your lips. “Do I have something on my mouth?” you frowned at him, he simply shook his head and looked away, back down at his notes with a polite but curt smile. Out of the corner of your eye you could swear you saw Jamie peeking over at you both over his notes with a slight shimmer to his eyes.

The producers notion to you from behind the set, nudging you with their heads twisted in the direction of the main screen area, where you would likely be interviewing Fikoya Tomori for the post-match interview. You nodded, waved your arm over to everyone else, sat around the table and got to your places in front of the screen, you and Thierry on the left side, Micah and Jamie on the right side. The adverts would have ended anytime now, you were just waiting for the notice from the producers or even the cameraman to give you a quick thumbs up to know that you were on air.

The red light on the camera studio flicked on. “Welcome back to our London studio everybody!” the screen opposite to you also flicked on, the familiar face of Fikoya Tomori, the man you had been watching over the whole match, came on screen. If you were being brutally honest to yourself, and your colleagues at CBS, Jamie and Micah’s chronic mispronunciation – if not getting his whole name wrong entirely – of turning Fikoya’s name into Fikori Tomori, was a complete shambles, but it left you on the verge of tears trying to contain your laughter. Thierry, however, wasn’t so stubborn, chuckling next to you occasionally when the duo opposite to you bounced off of each other in shouting Fikoya’s name. 

You looked at him, grinning, puffing your cheeks out in an attempt to hold in an unprofessional amount of laughter; and you both looked at each other, tears brimming around your eyelids as you bit down on your lip. He held onto your shoulders, grinning at you and you almost lost complete control over your emotions, laughing silently – or an attempt to do so – with your mouth agape as you gripped onto his arms, trying not to fall over in laughter. You shook your head, laughing as you held onto his hands as you almost toppled forward, laughing at the other two and their misfortune. 

He leant in towards you, turning away from the distracted pair now behind him of Micah and Jamie chattering amongst themselves and to Fikoya. “This is the fifth time they’ve said his name wrong now,” he whispered into your ear, you grinned, looking down and waving your hand at him as if in mock surprise. It was the sixth or seventh time the pair did so when he decided to hold onto your arm with a large palm wrapped around your front, surprisingly warm for the temperature in the studio, and hid behind you, tilting his head down to avoid being spotted above your stature. The interview finally ended, as well as the show, with a few questions from yourself and Thierry however Micah and Jamie took most of the limelight for their obsessive wrong name calling which you refused to stop laughing at, and reminded them both at the end of the show, when the cameras cut and you were free to go home.

Your hand wrapped around his arm in gratitude, giving him a small peck on the cheek, it was the French way of saying goodbye, he had insisted. But that you shouldn’t do it to Jamie or Micah as they weren’t French, when you inquired as to why he didn’t do so to any other cast members – including the women – running CBS behind-the-scenes, he fell silent, and you took that as a good time to just smile and wave him off. It was around eight-fifteen at night, cold air nipping against your cheeks, cold against your touch as you had held your hands – which were previously stuffed in your thick coat pockets – against your cheeks in an attempt to warm them up. It was futile. Then you felt vibrating against your pocket, and when you looked down, pulling your phone out of it, realised it was Thierry. 

You held your phone against your ear, leaning your head towards it. “Hello? You okay?” you asked, it could have been an accidental call, his finger slipped or something. Silence. He murmured under his breath. “Can I come over?” you furrowed your brows. “Are you okay? What’s happened?” you interrogated, assuming the worst, you heard him chuckling through the phone. “Nothing, I’m fine, jus’ wanted to know if I can come and see you,” he chirped, you huffed in surprise, softly laughing. “I’m not even home yet, you’re fine to drive over there before me though.” 

“Really? Where are you?” you looked around momentarily, studying your surroundings. “Just a few streets away, I think.” You hummed in thought, until seconds after your response he spoke up again. “I’ll come and pick you up,” you scoffed. “You don’t need to, I can walk there in ten minutes.” He probably shook his head behind the phone, then realised you couldn’t see him do so. “No,” he sharply declared, you furrowed your brows, then he hung up. You frowned, murmuring profanities under your breath, not bothering to move any further as he would be here any minute. 

Yellow lighting illuminated the space above you, and you heard a car pull in towards you and park feet away from you, the light from it dying down as you eyed the driver. You just chuckled upon seeing his face, striding towards the front passenger door while your heels clicked underfoot on the pavement. He smiled at you when you sat down, fastening your seatbelt, hand fidgeting beside him when you clasped onto it with a comforting smile, then retracted it. He looked at your hand on top of his, then at you, eyes dipping down as if he was admiring your face; an endearing expression spread across his. Neither of you broke eye contact, and you suddenly became overwhelmed with an urge to lean in. That was inappropriate. That was your colleague. That was an ex-professional football player. Yet, despite it all, you did so. His eyes flickered between you and your lips, and repeated your actions; your hand falling over his again as he held onto the gear shift, your fingers laced into his as you pushed up against each other’s face.

A car behind you honked, jolting you both up in surprise, Thierry suddenly becoming aware of his surroundings as he changed the gear and started driving off towards your house, your hand now sat uselessly fidgeting with the other on your lap, the drive home in comfortable silence; however it only took a few minutes due to the lack of traffic so late at night. Once you reached your door you waved him off with a downturned smile, watching as his car disappeared down the road, internally screaming at yourself.

To say you weren’t nervous to return to the studio the next day was an understatement, what if he regretted it? What if he didn’t mean it? What if he was drunk? Were you taking advantage of him? Would things between you both be awkward now? You gulped it down and sat next to him on the studio table, cameras glinting, you still had a few minutes until the show started airing once more. Jamie and Micah had already been discussing football amongst themselves before you entered, but upon your entrance and the usual introductory formalities he looked over at Thierry.

“Thierry,” he exclaimed, getting his attention, tilting his head in an almost mocking manner. “What happened to you last night?” Thierry widened his eyes, looking down with his hands clasped together, Jamie interrupted before he had a chance to explain himself, or give any excuses. What did Micah know? Was this about last night with you? Something else? Your heart rate was soaring and you were just hoping no one else could hear the thumping of your heart racing in your ears. “Before you explain, you did come in with a big smile on your face,” Thierry looked around, glancing quickly at you out of the corner of his eye, just a glimpse, before smiling smugly. “I’m just a happy man, y’know.” Micah burst out in laughter, mouth wide open, half-shouting.

“Not anything to do with Amelie, no?” you facepalmed, then looked up to Jamie and Micah laughing whilst you fixed your hair with the tips of your nails, then looked over at Thierry, tongue-in-cheek. They knew your little secret, and who knows how long it would be until everyone did. “How did you know?” you narrowed your eyes at Micah, the corners of your lips slightly lifted. He waved his hand at you. “Come on, it was obvious.” You rolled your eyes. “Everyone in this studio knows Thierry’s in love with you.” Thierry flicked two fingers up at him, waving them about in his general direction while biting his cheek.

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧

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1920 - jjk [chpt 7. ]

→ SUMMARY: a photo of a beautiful smiling boy; an old tree in your grandparents garden ... and a feeling of sadness. all those things are connected to each other ...

→ GENRE: time travel au; changing fate au; rencarnation au; university au; death; sickness; historical setting; trigger topics; smut; dirty talk; switching between present and the past.

→ chapt. 6 / chapt. 8

→ RATING: 18+

→ NOTE: HUGE DISCLAIMER, this story plays in a fantasy setting. the world YN lives in doesnt exist, neither jungkooks. so please dont mention anything just because its not historically correct. this is piece of art. so yes, jungkook wears armor like a knight and no there are no guns in his time period. thanks.

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The Present:

"wait hold on ... what do you mean with Jimin?" your voice sounded confused and your eyes searched for an answer in the fairies face.

at the same time the fairy snapped with her fingers which caused jungkook to freeze on the spot. this whole situation was more than strange. after she was more than sure that jungkook was really frozen in time, the fairy finally started to speak as she flew over to the documents.

"listen carefully. jimin isnt such a nice guy as jungkook might had thought ..."

"what do you mean?" slowly you followed her as she hovered over a specific document.

"you probably wondered why there is no valid information about jungkook in your time ... i might know the reason"

with one of her bare feet she landed on the family tree document. it wasnt jungkook's, it was jimin's. her little fingers traced the letters of Jimin's family name before she looked back up at you again.

"after we took jungkook with us .. i went back to the exact moment. then i saw it ... the man let go of jimin but not to take him with them. they looked confused ... and mentioned how they should kill him now"

with a confused look on your face you reached down, picking up the paper carefully "... dont tell me ... Jimin's ancestor was the one who betrayed Jungkook in the past."

"exactly ... and this name proves it" light like a feather the fairy landed on your shoulder, pointing to a name in the family tree "he married a woman with the surname Min ... and the Min clan were the ones attacking the village"

if that was true everything started to make sense. the reason why jungkook's name was erase from every single historian website, why jimin's family hid those documents on their attic. they made sure that nothing of that would see the light of day. but another question remained; was Jimin the one who killed Jungkook underneath that tree? was he really able to murder his best friend?

"what can we do ...?"

for a short moment the fairy started to think "keep him here. at least for now. they already think he got taken away by a witch. they are all searching for him. its safer here"

"but what about-!" the moment you turned your head, she was gone.

instead of her face you saw jimin's confused expression as you were standing there, clutching the paper with both of your hands. suddenly you couldnt look him in the eyes anymore. that was stupid. this jimin doesnt know what his family did. at least you hoped so. from behind someone placed a hand on your shoulder, it was jungkook. he looked worried as he gently took the paper out of your hands.

"everything okay? you ... look hurt"

his voice was gentle and something deep inside of you really kept hurting. as you looked him in the face another faint voice was heard in the back of your head. it was the same woman you heard the last time:

"say, promise me that we will always be together. that nothing will ever tear us apart. pinky promise!"

for the first time you thought about whether this was your voice that you kept hearing. maybe that secret woman jungkook was seeing, was actually you. the fairy mentioned something that your life is connected to his. did this happen before? did you fail to protect him the last time?

"i need a moment ... okay?" with those words you rushed out of the library, through the backdoor and into the garden.

at the same moment your head began to hurt as the realisation hit you slowly and creepily. voices started to grow louder and louder as you stumbled into the direction of the big tree.

"did you saw that?! i never saw a firefly before!" "what ... but ... you promised you wouldnt go! you said you would be careful" "... i hate you! I fucking hate you!" " no ... please ... dont leave me ... please come back home"

as soon as you reached the tree and your hand touched the stump something flashed before your eyes. it was only for a short moment but you could see it too clearly. it was jungkook laying in bed, facing you. someone placed their hand on his cheek as you heard a faint "i love you"

the throbbing in your head slowly faded away with the image you just saw. was this woman really you or were you reliving the memories of someone else? maybe your own ancestor? no this couldnt be possible. you knew that your ancestors came from a completely different country before they moved over the ocean. at least, that's what your mom always had told you. some strands of brown hair fell onto you face, as you leaned your forehead against the stump. it was cold. not too cold for you to shiver but still cold. it was in the middle of summer and yet the cold crept underneath your clothes.

Time didn't seem to matter anymore as you just continued to stand in this place. maybe 5 minutes had passed, maybe it was an hour, you didnt knew that. the only thing which brought you back from your trance was jungkook's voice, as he walked up the hill.

"hey, jimin took some documents with him. he went home and said he would look into something so we can send me back... are you ... okay?"

again, he placed his hand on your shoulder, turning your body into his direction. somehow you werent able to face him. the only thing you could do was grabbing his arms.

" ... can you stay here? Just a bit longer? i know its selfish of me but ... please?" jungkook noticed how your hands were shaking as he gently removed them.

at the same time he wrapped both of his arms around your body, trying to calm you down a bit. the sensation of his body against your own felt so comfortable. its like you felt something like this before, sometime in a past life of yours. with still shaking hands you hugged him back. first carefully just to tighten your hold a bit. jungkook didnt said a word as he kept holding you ... he only let go of you after you heard the car of your grandparents in the driveway.

Some time later:

you never knew it would be this difficult to sneak dinner into your room without running into your grandma. after she arrived back at the mansion, she decided to clean the whole place. which meant she was everywhere. literally everywhere. you didnt even had the time to properly explain how a toilet works, as you had sent jungkook into the bathroom. with crossed fingers you waited in front of it, hoping that he will manage somehow.

after that katastrophe was solved you sneaked past your grandma up the stairs. you only started to breathe again after reaching your room and closing the door behind you. jungkook was sitting on the bed, like a puppy as he waited for you. while you were downstairs in the kitchen another thought crossed your mind; what did jungkook ate in his time? does he even like sandwiches with tuna?

"Hm smells good, what is this?" to your suprise, jungkook snatched the plate out of your hand.

without any complaints he started eating both slices as his life would depend on it. this gave you some time to check your messages on your laptop. of course there was one from jimin, claiming that he would help sending Jungkook back into his time. not answering you closed the chatroom with him. what the fairy said earlier still laid heavily in your stomach. jungkook didnt deserved that, to be betrayed by his best friend. the exact same friend who told him to come to the battlefield with him. beside jimins message there wasnt much so you closed the chatrooms. as you wanted to close your laptop, jungkook appeared behind you, pointing at the screen.

"hey, thats me, right?"

right in front of you was the forum you searched earlier. it showed a picture of jungkook in his armor on a black horse. slowly jungkook leaned forward to get a better look, this caused his chest to press against your shoulder. this damn tight shirt. you could literally feel everything through the thin fabric of your own shirt. this man will surely be the death of you in no time. not only did you thought that he looks really good but also your heart started to beat like crazy. every time he came close to you. deep inside you already cursed your past self for falling in love with him.

"uh yes it is. this is some kind of ... black board? were people can share their opinions with each other" it was hard to find the right words to explain things to him.

with a nod jungkook just kept reading through all the messages people left underneath his picture. apperantly someone found this pic in an old box in their grandmas closet. which made you wonder if this woman was also somehow related to this incident in some kind of way. slowly you scrolled through the messages, asking how his grandma got hold of the pic but no one answered them. maybe it was just an attention seeker who bought this pic from a shady website or something.

"say jungkook, is this picture valid?"

"hm ... i own a black horse and thats definetely my armor im wearing ... so i would say, yes its me"

a sigh escaped escaped from your lips as you closed the laptop with one hand. tiredness came over you as you stood up from the blue computer chair. jungkook stumbled a bit back as he watched how you retreated into your bed. he looked a bit lost which why you raised an eyebrow

"whats wrong?"

suddenly he started to play with his fingers "... this is your bed ... i know how i acted in the morning but .. its not really gentleman like to sleep in the same bed as a woman .. at least not if im not married to you"

of course this topic was bound to come up. jungkook came from a time were man only shared a bed with their wife or a woman they hired for sex. there was only one bed in your room so he needed to bear with it somehow. not listening to his complaints you lifted the blanket up as you nodded with your head into the direction. nervously jungkook took off his shirt but as soon as his hands wander down to his pants you immediately stopped him

"wait! shirtless is fine but ... dont sleep naked for gods sake! if you feel uncomfy in the jeans .. at least keep the shorts on, got it?!" you were flustered as jungkook nodded and took off his jeans.

even a simple boxer made you already nervous. so as soon as jungkoo got under the blanket you moved a bit to the edge of the bed. not to give him more space, more so you wont touch him. the images of the morning were still prominent in your head, so touching hin was a big no go. while you closed your eyes, you hoped that he wouldnt try to do something funny.

but as you drifted off to sleep you didnt noticed how he slowly wrapped one of his arms around your hip ....

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[fischlslays]

omg hi Harper! <3

so i saw that the requests are open:

can you do some Sanemi and Giyu alphabets??

thx!!!

Giyuu and Sanemi SFW Alphabets:

Pairings:Giyu × Reader, Sanemi × Reader

WARNINGS:None :)

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Another Friendly Reminder:

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☆Your crush likes you back

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Enjoy! :)

Tomioka Giyu:

A- Affection (showing love):

At first it will be Awkward, but he is working on it, he will buy you gifts, and then slowly becomes touchy, like he will hug, kiss, and whatever.

B- Best (best moments with you):

The best moment he had with you was when you asked him out, he became a blushing mess, which is a rare sight, and when he said yes, the way you jumped into him>>>> And the time you first cooked for him was amazing, you almost became his full time cook- he might send his crow over to ask you for your cooking (he did).

C- Cuddles (cuddling positions that won his heart):

D- Dates (where he would take you for a first date):

He would take you near a pond, which makes sense since he is the Water Pillar. It calms him down, the sound of water is perfect, and the sight of you sitting on his lap feels like heaven. He might think it's a dream-

E- Emotions (emotions he will show around you):

He might seem emo and emotionless, but he would actually show deep emotions around you, from happiness to grief, to others. He will try not to show negative emotions, to keep the aura clear. :)

F- Fabulous (something extraordinary about him <3

He seems like a pretty normal person, but he is extremely patient, and you are the most annoying creature in this world.

G- Gentle (is he gentle physically and emotionally while interacting with you):

Yes. He will interact with you like you are a piece of glass, he will treat you gently, as if you were to break at any moment. He doesn't cuss at you or any thing :)

H- Hugs (does he likes hugs?)

Of course he does <3 He would hug you like this:

I- I love you (how much does he loves you?):

A solid 100%

J- Joking (jokes he would say. Is he funny?)

Don't expect something grand💀. He will most likely tell dad jokes, or knock knock jokes. He is more into the romantic field rather than being goofy.

K- Kiss (does he likes to kiss you?)

Yeahh, this is giving me "After Dark" vibes. YOUR LIPS WERE SOFT LIKE WINTER, IN YOUR PASSION, I WAS LOST.

L- Lmao (funny moments):

It's the time Giyu tried to act like Sanemi, so he found a stray dog and tried to touch it, it went wrong and the dog started chasing him. You never saw him running do fast.💀

M- Music (his musical taste):

N- No (things he won't do):

For whatever he has in mind, as long as its gonna hurt you, he'll leave it.

O- OK (things he likes to do):

He definitely likes to be with you <3 basically every thing that has to be done with you. ♡

P- Pranks (does he prank you? How often?):

No, he doesn't prank you. He knows how it feels like to be pranked.💀 #JusticeForGiyu

Q- Quiz (can he answer questions about you?)

Yeah he can, and without hesitation. He notices the small details. <33

R- Rude (is he rude?)

No, do I have to explain?💀

S- Sundays (what he does in his free time):

Yes probably sleep or talk to you <3

T- Talk (Is he talkative?):

No. Period.

U- Ugly (is he ugly?)

Kinda.

V- View (you from his perspectives):

He sees you as his. And you are normally goofing around. What can I say 🤷

W- Will (what he will do for you?):

Would you on your knees for me? Buy a BIG diamond ring for me?

X- idk what to write. Bruh, any way since you stopped by to read, drink wootah

Y- You ( what he likes about you):

Basically the whole package.

Z- Zaddy:

Jk bruh🙄🤚

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Shinazugawa Nemi:

A- Affection (showing love):

My man here sucks at emotions, so um, expect insults <3 examples: Ugly🥰 Asshole😍 Weirdo❤

B- Best (best moments with you);

The best moment so far was when you planned a picnic at night, you had so much ohagi, so yeah. It's his best memory <3

C- Cuddles (cuddling positions that won his heart):

D- Dates (were he would take you for a first date?):

He'd prefer it if it was in his house, because he doesn't want any one to think he is "weak" for dating, but he'll show love once you both are alone <3 When he gets more comfortable, y'all are going to a nearby restaurant that sells ohagi.

E- Emotions (emotions he will show around you):

He'd definitely not show weakness if you both just got together, it needs time. But regularly, he'd show anger, and a little of affection if he is feeling cute today.🥰

F- Fabulous (something extraordinary about him):

He can shove his whole foot up your ass <3 Jk, but it's real. He is light tempered, please be worried if you are annoying, alots off y'all out there SHOULD be careful.

G- Gentle (is he gentle with you physically and emotionally?):

Physically yes. Emotionally no.

H- Hugs (does he likes hugs?)

Yeah, but not in front of many people <3 He'd hug you like this:

You be like: 👁👄👁

I- I love you (how much does he loves you)?:

He doesn't. Just kidding, a perfect 100% <3

J- Joking (jokes he would say. Is he funny?):

He doesn't say jokes, and no he is NOT funny. You recall the time you forced him into telling a joke he said:

"Knock Knock"

"Who's there? <3"

"Mr. Angry"

"Angry Who?"

"ANGRY AT YOU"

K- Kiss (does he likes to kiss you?):

Yeah he does, but it he would be aggressive at times, but at times he'd be gentle.

L- Lmao (funny moments):

You gave him ohagi one time, but he catch is that it was filled with water, you imagine his face and your grave <3

M- Music (his musical taste):

Bc I can:

N- No (things he won't do):

Y'all listen! He might be mean, but he never wanted to hurt you, even if you had a fight, he'd try to swallow his pride and apologise. <3

O- Ok (things he likes to do):

As I said before, he likes ohagi, and moonlight walks, he adores heart to heart talks. He likes to spend time with you, since his love language is Quality time and Physical touch.

P- Pranks (does he prank you? How often?):

Yeah he do prank you. He once faked a horrible wound, and when you saw it, you panicked. He jumped out of his chair and said: YOU JUST GOT #KRISSED ICHI GITCHI DADADA. OK, jk, he said: YOUR FACE WAS PRICELESS! TOO BAD I DON'T HAVE A MIRROR! *laughs and accidently snorts, and it got followed by a fart-*

Q- Quiz (can he answer questions about you?):

Yeahh

R- Rude (is he rude?):

Why you here? Ofc he is.

S- Sundays (what he does in his free time):

If he wasn't with you, he'd be at the park watching kids falling, and he'll laugh.

T- Talk (Is he talkative?):

Yeah, but only with you, because you got nothing to do with your life.

U- Ugly (Is he ugly?):

"Ew! He looks like a bug eye creep!"

-my friend

V- View (you from his perspective):

His personal equipment, the person he trust the most, the person who is annoying.

W- Will (what will he do for you?):

He'd definitely do anything to please you.

X- idk what to write here, but DID YOU SEE S2 KAZUTORA?! I WANNA BE SAVEEEED

Y- You (what he likes about you):

Every. Fucking. Inch.

Z- Zaddy:

Omg yeahhh.

Hi <3

I'm glad you reached this part <3 I want to thank alots of you guys ♡ lots of people started following me these days <3 ILY YALL. BIG THANKS TO @ask-muichiro-tokito thx bestie♡

Harper <3

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Don't ask why I tagged y'all. I felt like it <3

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WAHOOO COOKIE DOUGH AND CHERRY AND CHOCOLATE AND MINT CHIP PLEASE!!

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　Cookie Dough; answered here ♡

　Cherry; Who does the cooking and who does the cleaning?

shay cleans and vanilla cooks. shay never really learned how to cook (living in a motel with nothing but a microwave her didn’t help) and has a tendency to either burn or undercook everything 🫠 she’d rather clean since the vacuum doesn’t make any noise when she uses it hsjjsks sure he can dust higher spots easier, but i feel like vanilla would prefer being in the kitchen, partially because he was often ‘dragged along’ to the restaurant (aka begged to go along) when his father was still alive, so he’s used to it.

　Chocolate; How long have you known your f/o?

just under 4 years 🥺 met him sometime in 2020—probably around august if i had to guess since i started watching jojo’s in july, but i forget exactly when _(:3」∠)_ i remember being obsessed with him in september?? and that happened after, so yeah probably august

　Mint Chip; What's something that you disagree with your f/o on?

ough,,, uhh,,, i’m sure there’s something but i’m gonna have to come back to this one 😔

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nayeon has lost count of how many times she’s driven through the grand gates of the castle grounds, but she’s sure this is the most excited she’s ever been to be driving up to the royal castle. she recalls the first time she ever stepped foot here, shaky hands gripping the steering wheel of her car as she nervously came to pick yeji up and hang out with her for the very first time. she couldn’t help but feel intimidated back then, by the security, by the sheer size of the castle, by the regal atmosphere, hell, she was even a little intimidated by yeji. but that was, what, six months ago? and now here she is, practically a regular at the castle, recognized by the guards, and dating the princess herself, albeit in secret.

she’s not supposed to be here. not right now, at least. she has a full day of work today, but how could she not come to see her girlfriend on this day of all days? plus, she knows yeji doesn’t have anything on her schedule at the moment, so she decided, screw her own schedule, this is the perfect time to ditch and pay the love of her life a surprise visit. is it a surprise, though? sure, she told yeji earlier that she’ll be busy throughout the whole day, but she has her location on so it’s very much possible that the princess already knows that she’s within the castle grounds now. she could only hope that yeji hasn’t thought to check on her.

after parking her car in her usual spot, she gets out with everything she picked up on the way and walks up the steps to the main doors, stopping about halfway up as she decides that she’ll wait for her girlfriend there. she takes out her phone and calls yeji’s number—it’s on speed dial, of course—tapping her foot as she waits for the line to connect. “baby, hi!” she speaks into the phone, eyes lighting up in excitement the moment yeji answers. “i know this is sudden but i’m outside right now, can you come out for a bit?”

the idol is suddenly nervous as she waits for the princess to open the doors, pacing slightly while she goes over in her head, the script of what she wants to tell yeji that she prepared and spent all night practicing last night. she freezes when she hears the doors opening, standing at attention as she prepares to face yeji. the doors open to reveal her girlfriend, and the enormous smile on nayeon’s face is instant upon seeing her. “okay, princess, before you ask or say anything, let me speak first,” she quickly says, taking in a deep breath then opening her mouth to begin her little speech, but no words seem to come out.

for a moment, she panics, as suddenly, with her beloved standing right in front of her, nayeon’s head goes completely blank, the words she wrote, and read and reread over and over again disappearing into thin air from her mind. dammit, looks like she’ll just have to wing it.

“i love you,” she ends up saying, staring into yeji’s eyes from her spot on the staircase. “through the good and the bad and everything in between. no matter if it’s sunny or rainy, or when it snows or hails or storms. through every laugh and every cry, every tear and every smile. i will always love you, my princess.”

“sometimes i think about how, if i did just one thing differently in the past, it could’ve led me down a different path, one where i never met you, or never started hanging out with you, or never fell for you. i think about how it could’ve been anyone else, anyone at all, who caught your eye and who you decided to talk to and who asked you to hang out that day, but out of everyone and anyone, it was me.” she pauses and takes another deep breath. “it was me. and each time i ponder on this, it makes me even more grateful that i did whatever it is that i did to have led me to you. i want to thank you, thank god, thank every god there is or was or ever will be, thank fate and destiny, the whole universe and every other universe that may exist outside of this one, and anyone else i can possibly thank, that you came into my life and chose to stay.”

another pause. she realizes her lips are dry, so she quickly darts her tongue out to wet them. “i used to think my life was already good enough, with my dream career and friends who feel like family, and that there’s nothing else i could possibly need. but then you came along with your bright eyes and your captivating smile to prove me wrong.” it makes her chuckle, the memory of the first day they spent together. getting comfortable with the princess, learning her quirks, seeing more to her than a person of royalty. it’s no wonder that one day alone managed to win nayeon over—she has half a mind to think that yeji is just so lovable that anyone can fall in love with her in a day. “you charmed me, princess, swept me off of my feet and stole my heart like it was as easy as breathing, and you didn’t even know you were doing that to me. and now, i can’t imagine my life without you. i didn’t know it back then, that talking to the pretty princess would eventually get me here, dating the most wonderful girl i’ll ever have the honor to meet, but looking back on it now, it was the best decision i’ve ever made.”

“it’s been six months and ten days since our beginning, since the day i took said pretty princess on a day out and quickly realized that she’s the one for me, and a month since we made us official. it took us a while to get here, huh? but i’m glad we took it slow, because it made the night you told me that you love me all the more worth it. some people may think that this is a little much for celebrating just a month. but i never needed a reason to shower you with love and affection in the first place, especially because you deserve it, all of it, every second of every day. i love you, hwang yeji. i love you more than i thought i was capable of doing. i love you more with each passing second. and i love you so much that i can physically feel it, feel the gentle, loving hold you have on my heart. i’m completely yours, princess, and i wouldn’t have it any other way. happy one month, my love.”

finished with her impromptu speech, or more accurately, the declaration straight from her heart, nayeon goes up the remaining few steps separating her from yeji, holding a couple of gifts in her arms. “i got you a few things to celebrate today. this,” she hands yeji a bouquet first and foremost. “is a bouquet of lego flowers, with some real flowers in there too. i’ve given you so many real flower bouquets already so i thought i’d change things up a little for this occasion~ i built the entire thing myself, and had sana arrange them into a bouquet for me.” next, she shows yeji a white box with a transparent plastic window on its lid, enabling them to see its contents. “and this is a cake i had mina bake and customize for me. it’s earl gray tea flavored, which sounds like a weird flavor, i know, but trust me! it’s really really good!” she smiles sheepishly at the princess when she nearly drops the box, but luckily she manages to to balance herself and the cake in time to save it. “do you remember the day of our first date, when i told you i had a few things to do before the date? ordering this cake was one of them.”

finally, she puts the cake aside, safely on the ground, so she can properly give yeji her last gift. the idol reaches into the pocket of her cardigan to take out a small, deep red, velvety box. she opens it to reveal a pair of matching rings, both of plain silver with a simple heart-shaped hole in each of them. nayeon takes both out of the box before shoving the closed box back into her pocket. “these, i also ordered before our first date.” she smiles at yeji, so widely that her cheeks almost hurt. “i wanted to give yours to you on valentine’s, and they were done well before that, but i figured it’d be a better gift for our one month.” she picks up one of the rings and angles it in a way to allow her girlfriend to see that there are engravings inside. this one says ‘nayeon’s’ with two sets of dates—one of their first time going out together, their adventure at the street market and the design plaza, and their first sleepover, when they realized their feelings and shared their first kiss, among other things, and the other of nayeon’s most recent concert, the same night they said “i love you” to one another for the first time and became an official couple, the very event that happened one month ago which they are celebrating today. “my ring is exactly the same, except it says your name instead of mine,” she explains as she gently lifts yeji’s hand and slips the ring onto her ring finger, leaning down to kiss her knuckles before also putting on her half of the ring set. “it took me a while to decide between getting us rings or bracelets or necklaces, but we already have matching bracelets,” she shows the kuromi bracelet adorning her wrist. “and you already have that heart necklace you never take off,” she shifts her gaze to the shiny accessory hanging from the princess’ neck, before meeting her eyes once more. “so i decided that matching rings would be the best.” she lifts her hand next to yeji’s, lining their new rings up side-by-side.

“these gifts aren’t enough to fully express how much i love and adore you, my princess, but i hope you like them. again, happy first of many, many months to us~ i love you more than life itself, hwang yeji.”

[myshiningdesire]

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[timedimensionau]

୨⎯ "Welcome To Rainbow Quest Time Dimension Au Tumblr" ⎯୧

✎ Creator by: @lyraxthespirit

✎ OG rainbow quest Creator By: Favremysabre On Twitter/YouTube

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

╰┈➤ What Is Time Dimension AU?

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ A Alternate Universe that talk about the character from Favremysabre Including the series of Steve Legend, Steve Saga, Rainbow quest.

╰┈➤ What Does Time Dimension Talk About?

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ This Au talk about a scientist [Sabre] trapped in the Steve dimension [Where Steve born & live in], & need to find a way to go back to his world in order for the world would not get corruption, that what he plan in the first place

He doesn't really go through his mind thinking about it, he move on...

╰┈➤ Does this AU have Nfsw?

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ If it concerned u, no.

There will be no action of Nfsw in this AU, This AU does have warning of: Gore, Blood, Mention Suicide, Mention Death threat, harassment, groomer, pedophile, & other bad stuff.

╰┈➤ Does this AU is for Kids?

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ No, i'm afraid not.

This AU not suitable for children or for the Youngs viewers.

╰┈➤ Does this tumblr can freely ask a question?

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Of course!, as long as it not offensive I'm okay with answering it :)

Thank For Reading

Feel free to ask any question at any time🐇

˗ˏˋBye bye! 👋´ˎ˗

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[toddlrboy]

— requests are open 🦴

🐾 : About Boy

𐂯 Name :: ONYX ( Azrael ) — Kippy ! ˗ ˏ ˋ PRONOUNS ☁️ he / it / xe + neos ! O1 — O5 ish (?) : 18teenie 🛝 .. 🥪 . 🚀🚙🥣 ﾉ autistic !! Otherkin/nonhuman + petreg 🦴 Spins : lps, marine life, pokemon, plushies

 ੈ✩‧₊ 🚒 ᯓ my Picsart !! — I interact from @onyxhaspaws

ⓘ DNI : nsfw accs,non agere accs, racist,anti lgbtq,endo, homophobic/transphobic etc,ableist,sexist,unsupportive of neo pronouns,ddlg/ddlb/ddl accs (and supporters), abdl, ageplay/petplay, pedos/maps, hazbin hotel or helluva boss themed, transid, proship, under 16 + over 30 ( I am a legal adult ), radqueer ᝰ 🖍️

ⓘ BYF : — I have spin jealousy, meaning that I likely will not follow you/block you if you trigger my jealousy over my spin. (Eg. Posting content of my spin and saying how it’s “yours”, claiming interest in it, etc. posting moodboards + other media without claiming is fine.) — I need tonetags ! It’s hard for me to read the tone of messages and its intention, as an autistic, so please be patient with me ^_^ — I have a bit of a typing quirk when I’m regressed, which will happen here (replacing “and” with “n”, replacing “with” with “wif”..) I won’t translate text much as I’m unsure what is understandable and what isn’t, but feel free to ask for a translation and I will readily provide it ! :D ☄︎. *

ⓘ BOUNDARIES : — as said before in byf/byi, I need tonetags when interacting — adding onto the being autistic part — seriously, please be patient with me. Don’t guilt me or rush me to respond. Not only is this to do with me being autistic, but I deal with social anxiety and sometimes I just am not in the right mood to respond. It isn’t because I don’t like you, it is just that I want to answer in my own time without feeling controlled and obligated. Please do not do this to me! ` More will be added.

⚓︎ : I am open to mutuals and friends !! Feel free to send me things you think id like or say hi! Start a convo in my dms! I highly appreciate it ^—^ (please remember to follow my DNI etc/gen) ! / info

🛝 — TAGLIST :

regular posts ( ꒰͡⠀ toddlr playtime ⋆⸜ 🛝 ◝ ︵⠀ )

favourite/interest posts (⠀ ꒰͡⠀ buds favourites ⋆⸜ 🐳 ︵⠀ )

sib/carer posts (⠀ ꒰͡⠀♡ our cuddles ⋆⸜ 🛏️ ︵⠀ )

Important posts ( ⠀꒰͡⠀❕important ˎ˗ ︵⠀ )

Drawings (⠀ ꒰͡⠀ boycrayonz ⋆⸜ 🖍️ ︵⠀ )

Otherkin + petre posts (⠀꒰͡⠀ baby wings ⋆⸜ 🪽︵⠀ )

My works (moodboards, png, flags) (⠀꒰͡⠀ my workz !! ⋆⸜ 🥏︵⠀ )

Wish list (⠀꒰͡⠀ boy wishes ⋆⸜🚀︵⠀ )

Other / archive (worksheets, recipes, games etc.) (⠀꒰͡⠀ kiddie toybox ⋆⸜ 🧩 ︵⠀ )

Identity (flags I identify with, terms, etc) (⠀꒰͡⠀ iD / self ⋆⸜ 🔭 ︵⠀ )

vent posts (⠀꒰͡⠀ bubba vents ⋆⸜ 🩹 ︵⠀ )

requests for others/gifts (⠀꒰͡⠀ my req / mii ⋆⸜ 🚒 ︵⠀ )

requests from others/gifts (⠀꒰͡⠀ gifties / req ! ⋆⸜ 🧼 ︵⠀ )

Leave a message? (⠀꒰͡⠀ anon talks ! ⋆⸜ 💤 ︵⠀ )

my special interests ! (⠀꒰͡⠀ my spins ! ⋆⸜ 🥣 ︵⠀ )

mutuals ! (⠀꒰͡⠀ mooties n friends ! ⋆⸜ 🫧 ︵⠀ )

fictional cgs, babysitters, fav characters etc (⠀꒰͡⠀ boy is loved ⋆⸜ ☁️ ︵⠀ )

🔭. `

— Interaction (that follows my DNI) is highly appreciated !

[koishiro]

*. ੈ✩‧₊˚༺𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐱༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐒 :

# 𝐵𝐼𝑆𝐾𝐼 : ⋆˚ʚɞ. # 𝑆𝐴𝑅𝐴 : ♡‧₊˚

# 𝑀𝑈𝐼𝐶𝐻𝐼 : ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ # 𝑀𝐴𝑅𝑆 : ₊˚✩⊹

# 𝐿𝑈𝑁𝐴 : ⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚ # 𝐴𝐼𝐾𝐴 : ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪

# 𝐻𝑈𝐽𝐼𝐸 : ‧₊˚✩彡 # 𝑁𝐸𝐹𝐸𝐿𝐼 : ₊˚࿔*:･୧

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 𝓼𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 : me n my silly lil thoughts / rambles

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒐𝒙 : answering asks / stuff in my inbox .ᐟ‪‪‬

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 .ᐟ‪‪‬ 𐙚₊˚⊹ : messages from u pretties .ᐟ‪‪‬

₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐒 .ᐟ‪‪‬ : talking to mooties .ᐟ‪‪‬

ʚ𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄ɞ : answering / talking to nonnie’s .ᐟ‪‪‬

-ˋˏ✄ 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏’’ : blurbs / drabbles that I think of .ᐟ‪‪‬

*:･ﾟ✮ 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒔 : important things / 4 my blog

ᝰᏪຊ : my widdle squibbles

〆 .𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 読む : saved to read later .ᐟ‪‪‬

∞༺♡༻✧ 3 𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 .ᐟ‪‪‬ : thoughts I have at ungodly hours

𐙚 ˚ . 私のスター ˎ 𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 .ᐟ‪‪‬ : talking abt my love, itoshi ♡

𐙚 ˚ . 私の太陽 ˎ 𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊 .ᐟ‪‪‬ : talking abt my love, fushiguro ♡

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ 𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒆 .ᐟ‪‪‬ : reblogs .ᐟ‪‪‬

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 𝒄𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 : navi .ᐟ‪‪‬

ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 : unholy thoughts ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝒋𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝒌𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏 : all jjk sfw posts

⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝒋𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝒌𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒏 成人向け : all jjk nsfw posts

𝐽𝑈𝐽𝑈𝑇𝑆𝑈 𝐾𝐴𝐼𝑆𝐸𝑁 𝑆𝑀𝐴𝑈.ᐟ : all jjk smau posts, nsfw + sfw

𝒿𝒿𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ : all jjk moodboards, nsfw + sfw

 ੈ✧̣̇˳·˖✶  𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 : all bllk sfw posts

゜✧*̣̩☽⋆゜𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌 成人向け : all bllk nsfw posts

𝐵𝐿𝑈𝐸 𝐿𝑂𝐶𝐾 𝑆𝑀𝐴𝑈.ᐟ : all bllk smau posts, nsfw + sfw

𝒷𝓁𝓁𝓀 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ : all bllk moodboards, nsfw + sfw

⋆˚ఎ ☆ ໒˚⋆ 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒂 : all bnha sfw posts

‧₊˚✩彡  𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐 𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒂 成人向け : all bnha nsfw posts

𝑀𝐻𝐴 𝑆𝑀𝐴𝑈.ᐟ : all mha smau posts, nsfw + sfw

𝒷𝓃𝒽𝒶 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ : all bnha moodboards, nsfw + sfw

⋆♱✮♱⋆ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒎𝒂𝒏 : all csm sfw posts

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒎𝒂𝒏 成人向け : all csm nsfw posts

𝐶𝐻𝐴𝐼𝑁𝑆𝐴𝑊 𝑀𝐴𝑁 𝑆𝑀𝐴𝑈.ᐟ : all csm smau posts, nsfw + sfw

𝒸𝓈𝓂 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ : all csm moodboards, nsfw + sfw

₊˚✩⊹ 𝒕𝒐𝒌𝒚𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 : all tr sfw posts

𝓉ℴ𝓀𝓎ℴ 𝓇ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃ℊℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ : all tr moodboards, nsfw + sfw

⋆｡𖦹°⭒˚｡⋆ 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒌𝒚𝒖.ᐟ‪‪‬.ᐟ‪‪‬ : all haikyu!! sfw posts

𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓀𝓎𝓊.ᐟ‪‪.ᐟ‪‪‬𝓂ℴℴ𝒹𝒷ℴ𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ : all haikyu!! moodboards, nsfw + sfw

-; ✧˖*°࿐ 𝒃𝒕𝒔 : all bts sfw posts

゜✧*̣̩☽⋆゜𝒃𝒕𝒔 成人向け : all bts nsfw posts

きたない 📍: all 18+ posts

‧₊˚🖇️ : all sfw posts

‧₊˚ 🔗 : scrap parts