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[rikitachiquita]

come back... be here | ni-ki

✧ synopsis: working at a cafe can be really fun: the customers being nice, cracking jokes with your coworkers, singing while brewing coffee and so on. but it's even more fun when two members of the staff bicker and fight all day and keep everyone entertained. that's what  hybe cafe is like, thanks to ni-ki and y/n.

✦ warnings: sunoo and yeonjun dumb plan, extreme fluff

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Y/n had just clocked in to work and was at the back, when the back entrance opened and closed, making a squeaking noise. she jumped at the creepy sound and when she turned around she was standing in front of a tall figure: ni-ki. 

“Hi y/n” he said. 

“Hi ni-ki” she responded “there are no customers right now i was thinking we could clean and tidy up everything so we can go home quickly at the end of the shift”

“that’s ok” he said, approving of the plan

they started cleaning and tidying the coffee shop. every now and then a customer would roll by, get a dessert or a drink, and leave quickly soon after. it seemed like no one wanted to stay out tonight.

“tonight is so dead” ni-ki said, letting out a small bored huff

“i know, it’s like they think it’s closed” y/n said

what they did not know is that while they were both at the back carrying some boxes into the storage room, yeonjun, accompanied by soobin, had come and locked the front door. and at that very moment, sunoo and beomgyu were locking the back door, making sure the two teenagers couldn’t escape. it was the biggest part of their evil plan to make ni-ki and y/n confess to each others. 

time flew by, as the two teenagers were cleaning and chatting. they still hadn’t realized that they had been locked in by their friends, so they still were wondering why no customer would stop by. at the same time, they were very glad to not have to deal with people, since they were pretty tired from the long day that was coming to an end. 

when 9 pm rolled by, they knew it was time to close up. they gathered up their belongings, turned off any useless machines and switched the lights off. y/n made her way for the front door to lock it.

when she tried to turn the handle, she realized that it was not moving. she tried to put more force but the door handle was stuck.

“ni-ki” she called out

“have you closed the door?” he asked

“no, the handle won’t move” she responded “i don’t know why”

ni-ki finally reached her and tried to open the door, but the handle was not moving.

“i’ll try from the outside, you stay here” ni-ki said. he made his way to the backdoor but as he tried to open it, he realised that it was stuck too “this one is also stuck”

“i’ll call soobin” y/n said. she was about to use the shop’s phone when she found a note

‘we were tired of you two being all lovey-dovey so we locked you here to get you together -yeonjun and sunoo <3’

it read. needless to say, all the cleaning thay had done to go home quickly turned out to be useless

“ni-ki” she said trying to stay calm “they locked us in here” she handed him the note. his expression showed surprise.

“let’s just stay here until they get tired of this little game and let us out and free” ni-ki suggested and y/n agreed.

they sat on a comfortable small pink sofa that was in the shop. they sat there, just chilling, exchanging a few words every now and then. It was actually really relaxing and comfortable.

the words exchanged became less and less and the pauses between them became longer and longer, filled with silence.

that silence allowed them time to think. y/n realized just then and there that ni-ki had really become an important part of her life. not a day would go by where they wouldn’t text or call or see each other. more often than not she would associate random things in her everyday life to ni-ki. she would find tiktoks and immediately send them to him cause they reminded her of him. she would buy him snacks that she knew he would like, just to make him happy. she would show him random pictures of silly animals (especially baby ducks and dogs) on pinterest and show them to him saying “us” to get him to laugh.

he wasn’t just a friend to her. he wasn’t just a close friend, not even just a best friend. she wanted them to be more than all of that. she wanted to give them a shot and she knew that she couldn’t wait.

as soon as the realization came to her, she had to communicate her feelings to the boy who was the cause of them. she couldn't keep them in. 

“ni-ki?” she whispered

“yeah” he responded sheepishly

“i think i do like you” she confessed

“i think i like you too. a lot” he responded looking at her. a small smile was forming on his lips. finally the girl he had been dreaming of admitted her feelings for him. his chest was tight, stuffed with emotions that he couldn’t fully understand nor organize properly. not that he wanted to, he was usually the type of person to let his positive emotions run free.

she started to smile, facing him. he opened his arms and she fell into them. the position felt safe and they were relaxed to stay so close to each other they stayed like that, embracing each other for a few minutes.

y/n then moved her face just enough so she could look at ni-ki. his content smile was so pretty it made her blush a little. he made a silly surprised face when he niìoticed the tint on her cheeks. even his mannerism made her melt, because it showed so much of his character. he was so genuine in his reactions, it really showed how everything he did was fuelled by his genuine emotions.

while she was thinking all this she didn’t really realize, but she was leaning in, just like the boy was doing. it was like they were driven by an unknown force, like it was fate. 

when they finally kissed it was sweet and slow. it wasn’t like they told in the movies, they didn’t feel the fireworks and the urgency for more. it wasn’t a beginning rush. it was delicate. it was just comfortable. it was perfect for them. this was falling in love in the sweetest, kindest way

when soobin and heeseung went to open the shop at 6 am the day after, they found the two teenagers sleeping in a tight hug on that same small sofa. that’s when they knew that yeonjun’s and sunoo’s plan had gone well.

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✧ note: hiiiiiiiiiiiii. im so excited for this chapter but im also very sad cause it means that there's only one more update and we are done. i might cry actually. i hope someone noticed how i referenced to come back be here (the song) but changed it to fit the situation, i'm kinda proud of that tbh. HOPE U ENJOYED

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[elizabebabe]

camp woodshine ໑᱖ matt sturniolo

‘just broken people healing each other.’

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆ at the ripe age of 7 camp: woodshine became the center of y/n ‘s happiness, when she left and inevitably became older the bullying she endured deepened sending her back into a dark hole but what happens when she reconnects with the boy she grew close with at camp in their smaller than they thought town?

follow through the memories spiraling in y/n’s mind and back to reality: her harsh reality.

pairing: depressedf!y/n x quiet!matt

they’re in highschool, around 17.

onlychild!matt universe.

warnings: these will update over time so keep an eye out with this list, every chapter will have it’s own warnings so it’s not too important but if you wanted to read them all at once they will be here:

use of y/n, depression, zoning-out, jumping pov’s from child!y/n to teenage!y/n.

chapter 1 preview:

zoning out at the empty spot of your desk, tear stains and rubbed out eyeliner decorating your face.

it’s hard not to go back to the simpler times, your favorite childhood memories.

woodshine.

your mom, noticing your lack of friends and sudden mood changes blissfully unaware of the bullying you suffered from at only 7 years old, decided it would be best to chuck you to camp: woodshine, settled in your small town and known for helping kids with lack of social interaction.

the memories are scattered but conflictingly fresh in your mind, the mind that jumps between the peaceful thoughts taking you out of that cold classroom and to the cabin‘s tucked into a few trees.

“g’morning campers!” the usual morning call, waking all the small bodies around you, you remember the drowsy feeling in the mornings, the chills crawling your skin as soon as the cool air brushes over you...

the smell of snotty girls cozy in a cabin, as weird as it sounded you missed it.

“hey, y/n.” you felt your arm being tapped, the same sweet, calming and comforting voice edging you awake.

“it’s morning sweetheart!” the voice excited as she continued your little routine that would set a tradition with your resistance to awaken.

a ‘humph’ escaped your throat as you were never really a morning person.

‘tap’ ‘tap’

the sound of your pencil hitting at the wooden desk you sat at momentarily bringing you away from the peaceful sun-rays, you focused back on the same spot of your desk, the teacher's stern voice drowned out as you attempted to relive the distant memory.

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thoughts: i haven’t forgot about love island for any of you that are wondering about it, i know it’s been longer than a month since the last installment but i genuinely lost motivation for a bit since it got repetitive, they wake up, get ready:breakfast, chill, maybe do a challenge, get ready for the evening, talk, sleep. but that doesn’t mean it’s not still being worked on just a little slower than everything else i’m doing since i have to be in a certain mood to write it, just be patient with me and maybe enjoy my other work in the time being, anyway super excited about this, love yous.

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© elizabebabe

[mochi-marmalade]

Always.

a/n: this is my first time writing for lotr, i very much love him. this was supposed to be shorter lol. NOT PROOFREAD :(

Legolas x reader

1.8k words

warnings: alcohol use

Listening to the soft clopping of your horse’s hooves, you take note of the sun’s rays through the drifting clouds. You had volunteered to join the Fellowship of the Ring along with nine others, including one particular elf. Your gaze drifts to find him surveying the horizon before you and you suppress a sigh. Despite volunteering to aid in Frodo’s journey, you did not have much to offer but your blade. It was more a spontaneous heroism that led you to provide your support. Now that you’re here, it is far too late to turn back- not that you would consider laying down your sword anyway. “It is clear,” Legolas declares, breaking your train of thought. “We are safe to camp here.” Gimli grunts as he props his axe against a large rock and settles on the ground. Aragorn begins to arrange his supplies, and holds out a piece of lembas to you. Taking the lembas, you walk to the edge of your camp. Lembas… An elven bread you have not yet tried, but have heard referenced many times. You glance over at Legolas again, who is now seated next to his dwarf friend. Recently, you have found yourself looking at him a bit too much for your liking. Even so, it fills you with a strange warmth to see his lips turned upward as he jokes with Gimli. Aragorn’s hand lands on your shoulder, startling you. “Aragorn. I thought you were busy keeping watch and such.” You halfheartedly say. He quirks an eyebrow, and you’re suddenly aware of how apparent it is that your mind is somewhere else. You clear your throat and take a small bite of lembas. “I wanted to make sure you’re okay.” He explains, eyeing you worriedly. “I’m quite fine, thank you.” You tell him after swallowing the sweet bread. Whether or not you’re actually fine is another story. After Aragorn turns away, you decide to sit on a trunk by Gimli and Legolas. “... And I taught him better than to underestimate a dwarf!” Gimli exclaims, roaring with laughter. Legolas looks down and chuckles at his friend’s story before raising his head to the sky. Although you feel a bit as if you’re intruding on their banter, you lean in and smile anyway. Legolas’s gentle voice catches your attention. “The stars are bright.” You look up as well and draw in a sharp breath, astonished by the sheer image of the night sky. “The stars… and the sky… It’s all so-” 

“Beautiful.” Legolas finishes with a soft smile. You nod in agreement, swallowing thickly when you see his face illuminated by moonlight. His sharp features are made attractive tenfold, if it were even possible. He turns to look at you and your eyes meet for a moment, then he turns back to the milky blanket of stars. He leans close to you- so close you can almost smell the earthy oak scent he carries. Then he points, “Look. There is Valacirca.” You try hard to follow the tip of his finger, but you’re unable to make out a familiar shape. Slowly, he brings the fingertips of his other hand to your jaw and guides your head to turn the slightest bit. “There it is,” You gasp. “The Seven Stars.” He grins at you and your awe turns into something else entirely. “Thank you.” You murmur. Legolas’s gaze holds yours and you can feel some emotion bubbling up from deep within you. Something warm and comforting, something that makes you feel full. Gimli coughs, and your awareness is brought to reality. How many times have you lost track of your mind in just this one day? Too many, surely. 

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While your companions dwindle off to sleep, you quietly slip away to the nearby forest. The company of the trees relieves you and almost makes you forget about the many impending battles you must face. You sit and close your eyes momentarily to breathe in the sweet air while you listen to the brook murmur secrets of the trees. For the first time in several fortnights, you can truly say you are relaxed. That is, until your mind fills with visions of a slender, handsome elf prince. Your thoughts linger on memories of your past interactions with him. Slowly, you begin to realize your feelings. Although you had been aware before, it begins to sink in how hopeless you are. Your mind conjures daydreams of Legolas hurrying nimbly through trees to greet you with a warm smile and kiss your hand. He calls your name, and it sounds so real you flinch. He calls your name again, but this time you know it’s real. Your head swivels around to find Legolas sauntering towards you. “Why do you leave at this hour? You know it is dangerous.” He says with concern. You stifle a laugh, caught halfway between offended and amused. “Legolas, I am perfectly capable of defending myself.”

“I am still wary. What lurks in the woods is a mystery to all but the woods themselves.”

You simply smile, knowing that this is an argument you can’t win. “So, what compels you to wander in the middle of the night?” He asks. You think about it for a moment, not completely sure why you came out here. You answer, “I suppose… Desire for a moment’s peace.” Responseless, Legolas sits beside you. He knows as well as you do that calm is becoming harder and harder to come by in these times. Perhaps he himself is looking for the same thing. In comfortable silence, you find yourself once again drawn to the sky. What has it that has brought you to Legolas’s side this night? Fate? The stars themselves? Whatever it is, you do not care. You are happy enough to know that you are with him. Perhaps, you think, just this once you will abandon inhibitions and allow yourself to act freely. As a member of the Fellowship, it may be the last chance you get. 

You gently rest your head on Legolas’s arm, hoping you have not crossed any unspoken boundaries. He does not utter a word, which worries you and relieves you at the same time. Gradually, you feel weariness take hold of your body and mind. In a half-asleep stupor, you wonder aloud, “Would you stay with me? I grow weary and I don’t want to be alone. Legolas, would you please stay?” You’re so tired, you hardly hear when he mutters, “Always.” 

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When the sunlight forces your eyes open, you are lying on your blanket, as if last night had never happened. You cannot recall what words had left your mouth on the verge of sleep, but you’re not sure you want to. Aragorn calls the party to depart, and you are traveling again. When you reach the city of Edoras, you know doom is nigh upon it. The orcs attack Helm’s Deep and it leads to a great battle, throughout which you stay near Legolas. Afterwards, there is a feast in remembrance of those lost. Your companions seem to be enjoying themselves thoroughly, with Merry and Pippin dancing joyously on a table. You laugh a bit at the sight, and Legolas’s voice sounds beside you, “Will you not partake in the food or drink?” You are once again startled by the elf’s sudden appearance. “You can’t help but sneak up on me, can you?” 

“Apologies, I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“I ate already and I am not interested in drinking tonight.” Although you are a seasoned fighter, you cannot help but shudder at the thought of the battle. You had never been in a fight so large, and the image of bodies falling will not leave your mind. They are bodies that could have easily been you or Legolas. The elf next to you places a comforting hand on your arm. You offer a feeble smile as an attempt to tell him you are okay, although he doesn’t seem very convinced. “I believe I shall retire for the night.” You say. You begin to walk towards the large doors of the Golden Hall when a clearly intoxicated man takes hold of your arm and stops you. “My fair lady,” He hiccups. “You have done well to save our people from evil. I must show my thanks somehow. Might I accompany you on this fine evening?” You scowl, but an arm around your shoulders stops you from responding. “I think not.” Legolas says, his expression unreadable. He keeps talking, though the man looks impatient and angry. “The lady and I have business of our own. We need no company.” Your eyes widen at how suggestive his words sound, but try to play along as well as you can. The drunk man finally leaves, and you heave a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Legolas.” You keep making your way to the exit, but Legolas does not stop walking with you. Once you step outside, you turn to Legolas and ask, “What are you doing?” He smiles. “I said we have business, did I not?” You are utterly confused and speechless. He hooks your arm with his and leads you out a bit further into the darkness. In the pale moonlight, you can see his lips turn up and his eyebrows move ever so slightly. If you didn’t know him better, you might think he was acting perfectly normal. But you do know him, and you can see something on his face. Hesitation, bashfulness, doubt. “I told you I would not leave you.” He says. “What do you mean by that?” You ask.

“Moons ago, you asked me to stay. Meleth nín, I would never leave you.”

Slowly, he leans down, and you find your lips on his. So that’s what he meant. He pulls away and draws you close to him, holding you as if you were fragile glass. You snake your arms around his body, and you can feel his heartbeat. “I will travel to the ends of Middle-Earth if you would only give me the command.”

“Legolas…”

He looks down at you and gives you a smile. “I care not that you are a human. I will care for you until the very end of time, I swear it.” His hand smooths your hair and cradles your head. After a few moments, you yawn. “You grow tired.” Legolas observes. You shake your head, hoping you can spare even a few more seconds with him. “Come,” He beckons to your camp. “You should sleep.” He eyes your expression, clearly unhappy that you must part for the night. “I will lie with you.” He offers. You settle into your blanket with your body pressed against Legolas’s, and have the most comfortable sleep you’ve had in ages.

[ffeelinglo]

Session 1 ☀ Pilgrimage of the Sun Guard

This is the first game I played of Pilgrimage of the Sun Guard. It is a solo TTRPG that is absolutely stellar! You can find it on Itch.io. I’m so happy with how my first game went and the fun I had that I wanted to flesh out some of my story bits and have a place to keep them all. This is all in good fun so I’m sure you’ll understand when I say I’m not looking for feedback on how I play the game, how I write, or my story choices. Thank you~!

Session 1 - February 24, 2023

✹ CHARACTER Name: Adora Pegner the Vain Background: The Romantic Code: Experience life’s banquet through poetic acts of valor Traits: passionate, worldly, artistic, brave Cherished Items: a loved one's token- a painted eye of a lover, deep green

✹ RESOURCES Might: 4 ■ ■ □ □ Guile: 3 ■ ■ ■ □ Honor: 3 ■ ■ □ Time: 6 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ □ Signs: a shared cup of generosity, rushing water over worn stones

Coming from a war-torn family, Adora joined the ranks of the Sun Guard initially to survive but found an unlikely family within the Guard. Long curly hair that was unmanageable made her seem otherworldly amongst her fellow guards that chose short cuts even among the women. The children that always followed them about whispered about secrets and treats hidden between the dark spirals. Her tresses were her pride and she often played into the children’s bouts of teasing. Despite her often mischievous and carefree demeanor, Adora leaned towards a natural leadership within the Guard. Adora sets out on her pilgrimage in hopes of a grand sort of “retirement”. Dreams of shade beneath a great tree and endless ale have plagued her for some time.

Crossing the Desert ☀

Everything has blended together in my mind. I cannot even begin to think with this heat and the blinding Sun. My day was spent in what felt like circles. I tore a spare undershirt I had brought in order to cover my face and provide some sort of shield for my eyes. Night fell and I looked to the stars for guidance and recognized the constellation of Eira the Great. Following her arrow had me on the right path again in short order.

I heard the cries of the merchant before his wagon came into to view. I don’t deny my empathy was not won over at first, but I stopped to help him. I imagine now he wished I didn’t. I used parts of the side of his wagon to repair his partially crushed wheel. He protested a bit but a quick reminder that I may be the only assistance for quite some time seemed to quiet him. The wagon looked a bit funny with rope wrapped around to hold its precious cargo on one side.

Under the Shadowy Pine ☁

The tales of the Stag King did not prepare me for the enormous throne I came upon. I kneeled before the behemoth of a throne and worked twigs and fallen vines into a basket of sorts. From my pack, I managed to produce berries and some seeds from fruits I had insisted the merchant share after the wheel debauchery. It was a small tribute I would hope he accept. Judging by his throne, he could easily swallow it in one bite. No hint of it being a choking hazard. I licked the sap and berry juices from my fingers as I stood up and away from the basket. A path I must have overlooked opened to the right of the throne. I could barely make out the stiletto of a doe a way down the path.

The River Valley ⌒

A strange bunch of weavers invited me to take a glimpse of their loom. It was mesmerizing and disorienting- a kaleidoscope of colors making up people, animals, and flora. As I stared, I could have sworn I could make out the face of Eira and myself but before I could stumble forward in confusion a mug of tea was thrusted in my hands and I was whisked away. It became a dream. Even now I remember through a fog. I was asked for a story in exchange for food and company. I told them the legend of Olaf the Untamable. He prided himself on being such a wild spirit that not even the Sun could keep him. Of course, the fool could not account for the rays of love to strike him blind. Olaf was tamed by Ursala in the spring and also destroyed by her the following winter with her great martyrdom. The weavers’ tea seemed to grow bitter in my mouth as I recounted the ending. A fog still lingers around my edges.

I could not help myself when I saw all the different Guards and Houses enjoying a good romp. The gasps of surprise at my name spoken to defend the Sun Guards honor at this tournament were enough to knock me back! I don’t believe I’ve ever entertained a crowd of this size. The old familiar feeling of rushing blood between my ears and everything came to me in fragments. The crowd’s chants faded away from me and become a dull thump. Colors melted in my peripheral. The shine from my opponent's armor twinkling as they mounted and causing my eyes to squint. Then the smells swirled- earth, hay, meat, sweat. Ale bittering in the corners of my mouth and the back of my throat. Dust sprung up and hung in the air from my opponent hitting the ground. Roaring of the crowd. A flicker of dark eye lashes. A large mug spilling ale cheered with another. A musk of another still lingers this morning.

Ascending the Frost Cliffs ❄

I have been blessed on this pilgrimage up until this day. A soft thumping and metal clanging caught my attention from where I was starting to make my way up this cliff face. A rage lashed out at me as I looked down upon my belongings strewn about the road. I maneuvered my way back down in a huff to retrieve the mess. I’m not one to be messy. I paused at the bottom and rubbed at the silver locket around my neck. A warm calm spread about me despite the cold. Flames no longer licked at me. I began my climb again with renewed serenity. I wonder if my shady tree will be terribly far after this.

Some poor soul is missing a bottle of cordial. I nearly broke down at the sight of the bottle winking at me from an abandoned supply in a crevasse. The last time such a drink graced my lips was the final night of the winter solstice. I was already too deep into the bottle with a fellow Guard when I spotted Eira across a lull in the dancing. Her features were sharper against the flickering light of the bonfire that separated us, but her green eyes shown like a forest on a clear day. I tipped my cup to my lips as her gaze met mine. Cordial spilled out from the side of my lips. She threw her head back with a laugh I couldn’t hear over the crackling fire and jubilee. I unclasped the locket and opened it to reveal the same green eye looking up at me with a single small weft of brown hair tied on the opposite side. I raised it to my nose. It no longer smelled of Eira but I still carry hope it will magically return. I downed the rest of the cordial without thought of tomorrow’s pain from the overindulgence.

The Endless Stairs ⑇

I can almost feel it’s infernal breath upon my heels. I pray that I am not losing sanity. Does it come to take me away to Eira? have I remained at the crevasse where I dreamed you beckoning? That would be too easy an ending I suppose. I could not rest with this demon ever watching and chasing. I brought forth a small pouch with silver shavings and a medley of herbs tucked together. I could hear her close to me- “Dory, a mix of silver, nettle, sage, and pepper will keep you from anything that tries to take you Beyond.” I opened it and inserted the locked before tying it off around the top of the pendant I almost cried out as I saw the surrounding shadows grow brighter. I stopped to listen and try to spy my personal devil. I openly wept at the silence.

I followed the colorful light of the stained-glass murals out of the shrine. I followed where the colors stretched to and simply just walking. My feet heavy but not stopping despite the chance of a respite. I find myself restless. I didn’t spy Eira among the spirits that greeted and listened to my journey. She must still be. Where has she wandered so far from my side? There is not rest yet. There is one more path I must follow to the end.

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[arabaka]

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[claireunoia]

BEFORE YOU GO ➪ PETER PARKER

⊱✿⊰ synopsis : peter decides it’s best to leave you and your son kyle on your own after a long time of thinking due to his own fears that consumed him ♡︎.

⊱✿⊰ pairings : andrew!peter x single mom!reader

⊱✿⊰ word count : 2.9k

⊱✿⊰ warnings : ANGST, absolutely so much angst pls grab tissues, language, major talks of death & character’s death, some fluffy moments that you’ll see in some flashbacks, crying, tears lots and lots of tears, talks of pregnancy, abandonment, peter being really damaged, let know if i missed one

❥ ─ author’s letter to you : ok guys first off wow. i literally put my all in this so i’d really hope u guys will enjoy. but nevertheless i really loved writing this piece dearly and can’t wait to see what u all think and to see all of your feedback! i love y’all so much. ++ special tag @celestialholland

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➙ BEING alone and raising a child all on your own was something no one in the world would be able to tell you how to do or explain. From giving birth, to working like a dog so you’ll be able to give your beautiful, wonderful baby boy whatever he wanted and needed was something you thought you'd never thought you could go through with. That dooming night where your crying figure sat on your bathroom toilet with the blue life changing test in your shaking hands, stayed on your mind til the present days.

Through all the doubt and all of those late thoughts where you thought you couldn’t do it, you're glad you didnt let it get to you because at the end of that dark dark tunnel was a bright, blinding ray of light. That bright light was your son, Kyle. The boy that held your heart, your best friend, your whole world who brought you out of that tunnel and into a dreamland where only happiness was allowed.

Being only 4 years old, he was such a smart boy. So intelligent and aware of others it still amazes you. Even after his father walked out of his life at such an early age of two years old and being so confused and scared about everything, he learned how to bounce back before you ever did which was something so unfair to you. No child should have to deal with their parents walking away because they didn't want to deal with them but unfortunately Kyle had to.

The boy was always so thoughtful of you. So observant of how sad you were after his father had left those years ago even at his young age. The both of you were in this world facing everyday life together and you wouldn't want it any other way honestly… until you had met him.

The man that came into your life swinging down and saving you and your son. Both literally and both figurality. Peter Parker, the other light that soon came hurling at the end of that once dark, clouded tunnel with open arms and a beaming smile that was able to damage the sun itself. Taking Kyle and you through into a similar dreamland your son had taken you along when he was first born. Only this time, Peter's had a dreamland where Kyle had an extremely sublime father figure in his life who taught him all the things he needed to know right now and for the future when he grows older.

Peter had never thought he'd be able to ever find love again after the once love of his life died in his arms all those years ago at that daunting clock tower, let alone thought he'd find a smart little boy he could call his own. But you, propessing you, saved him. Saved him from that evil, down right depressing spot in his life where he wanted to give up everything and anything after Gwen passed on from his life. The both of you helped save one another in such similar ways, both of you being that life-changing light at the tunnel for each other.

He still thinks back on the wonderful memory where Kyle first called him dad, the day that had changed the man forever. It was a year ago, the year he first met you both. Six months into the relationship and that one day you always anticipated came.

“Daddy! Can you pwease’ helwp’ me with this coloring book?’’ Kyle slurred with a pout, running into the kitchen where you and Peter were busy cooking dinner together. The wooden spoon Peter was holding to your lips with some spaghetti sauce that he was trying to feed you, dropped right out of his hand as soon as he heard the boy address him. The whole entire room silent as Peter's head snapped down to look at Kyle who looked up at him with expecting eyes. The man's eyes were blown so wide he’s pretty sure it was the widest they’ve ever been.

At the feeling of his throat getting dry, he gulped harshly. Finally being able to find his voice after some time. “Kyle w-what, did you just say..?” Peter stutters, body frozen as he asks the question to the little boy who stood there and was very confused about the whole shift in the room.

“I jus’ asked if you could helwp’ me …” the boy trails, his chubby little fingers gripping the coloring book close to his chest as he continues to peer up at Peter. Meanwhile this went down, you were standing there equally shocked as Peter. Also, nervous and a bit scared due to the fact that your son called your boyfriend his dad. your body builds up an abundant amount of nerves at the thoughts of he wouldn’t like it, a flood of those thoughts swarming your mind so quickly.

“Pete-“

“D-did you just call me ‘daddy’” the tall hero cuts you off with the heavy question that was aimed at your son kyle. Peter’s voice was airy, almost as if he was tearing up. You couldn't really decipher all of the expressions on his face, but what was so prominent was absolute shock. when your son nodded his head, the biggest smile you’ve ever seen in all of your life spread widely across your boyfriend’s face. it completely took over his face.

Peter then dropped everything, letting go of the hold he had on your waist to run over to kyle. scooping the small boy up in his arms, planting a humongous kiss onto the top of his head.

“Aww, bud of course I'll help you. here, sit down!” he excitedly placed him down in the chair at yours guys island countertop. not so secretly turning his head around to wipe some tears out of his eyes before turning back to Kyle who handed him some crayons.

“But you have to cook, '' Kyle pouts, remembering how you and Peter were cooking dinner together. Peter immediately shook his head at his words, a bright smile lacing his happy features. He playfully scoffs. “Pffpt! cooking? forget cooking buddy, i wanna color with my best boy”

The sight of Kyle's wide gummy smile at your boyfriend's words was powerful enough to bring your emotional side out terribly just from the amount of happiness you were feeling at that moment at the scene.

“I wuv’ you so much, daddy” That single sentence alone made Peter want to release massive waves of happy tears, his eyes flicking to yours to see your face reperiocated with the same amount of sheer joy. Peter had given you a warm, loving gaze before turning to look at the boy that began coloring, ruffling his head affectionately. leaning down to place a kiss once more at his temple

“i love you even more, buddy”

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Peter had always struggled with the loss of gwen. More specifically, how he lost her. He simply didn’t catch her, he couldn’t save her. As more time went on as him being the webbed hero through the blazing streets of New York he had plenty of time to dwell in his thoughts. Dwell on those thoughts that he never wanted to ever think of, but he couldn’t help but to because … what if.

If he ever lost you and Kyle because he simply couldn’t protect you like he tried with Gwen and failed, it would absolutely kill Peter himself. The feared thoughts swarmed his mind, everytime he fought crime in the city. Because everytime something good happens it gets taken away from him like it’s nothing.

uncle ben, gwen, his parents.

and he’ll be damned if he ever lost you or kyle. he put his mind set on that fact it’ll never happen and he refused it too. but it’s only one way for that to happen, only one way to truly make sure you both stay safe and live happily. only one way, only one way … only, one way. that only way, was if he walked away. walk away from all of the memories, walk away from all the nights where he held you and kyle in his arms, walk away from your gentle kisses, walk away… from you.

He made up his mind. but it was so, so hard to come to a conclusion too. every single day, every day when he places a passionate kiss on your lips with a locked promise that he'll be back to you after heading out to the city to help save the world; he’ll swing and swing. stopping at random, dark alleyways to cry and sob his eyes out. Knowing that one day he’ll have to walk away. it was the only way, because he’s not losing you.

On all of those faithful, aching nights he’ll sit on top of a skyscraper. clutching and holding his shaking body in his hands, eyes bloodshot as he’ll cry and think about the memories between Kyle, you and him had shared. cause that’s all they will ever be once peter steps away from you both. The scene of Kyle finding his spiderman mask replaying in his mind had put a saddening smile on the brown haired man’s lips.

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“Daddy! Daddy! i’m spider-boy” Kyle runs around the floor of yours and Peter's shared apartment, making weird shooting sounds from his mouth as he fakes webbing at your walls. both yours and peter’s head had snapped up from the tv you both were looking at from the suddenness of Kyle's voice ringing out in the air.

“I'm gonna save the city!” Your loud cackles of laughter could be heard miles and miles away at the sight of your son pretending to help save people and also most importantly the sight of Peter's face. “Hey buddy! ow, I need your mighty help spider-boy. this person is attacking me!” unexpectedly, you see peter falling down from the couch with a faux pained expression, his finger pointing at you while he did so. referring to you as the attacker in this situation.

“Don’t worry! I'm coming!”

it’s like he could still hear your laughter ringing in the cavity of his ears from that day still.

Peter sat on that skyscraper for a couple more, what felt like an eternity of hours, thinking and thinking back on all the memories. treasuring them to the depths of soul as best as he could since they won’t be any more special memories to make between you three.

he needed to do this, it was the only way.

he had to walk away.

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you had just put kyle asleep, planting a sweet kiss to the top of his ruffled hair all the while reading and acting out some of his bedtime stories before shutting off his light and calling it a night. when you walked downstairs and into the comfort of your bright kitchen, your eyes were met with a sight you most definitely weren’t expecting.

A hunched over Peter, who’s hands were clutching at the marble countertop tightly. you could make out how white his knuckles were becoming. you immediately ran up to him with immense concern, your hands shooting out to bring any comfort you can possibly bring to your boyfriend. “baby, hey what’s going on? Where have you been? i had started to get worried, pete” you spoke softly to the obviously disheveled man.

What really made your heart sink in deep concern was when Peter's face rose up to make contact with yours. you were met with nothing but complete anguish written all over his pained features. his face red from him previously crying, his eyes bloodshot, bottom lip trembling. He looked like a complete, saddening mess.

“Oh my god, Pete what happened?” your eyes were wide as you tried to detect his emotions that seemed to be going all over the place. Peter shook his head vigorously, unable to keep his cries inside anymore. this needed to happen, he reminded himself unconsciously. this is the only way they’ll stay alive and not dead, he had to let you guys go.

“I-i can’t do this” came out as a whisper at first. a soft, little whisper that you're pretty sure you wouldn’t have caught if it weren’t for you being right next to him.

“Pete, you can’t do what? talk to me honey, please you’re scaring me-“

“I can't do this!” The sudden shout made you flinch back in sudden shock, your body jumping a few inches away from Peter’s shaking form. his hands running and grabbing at his brown locks before he then dropped them down on the countertop once more. his eyes finding your now glassy ones with guilt, sadness noticeably in his. You notice the look immediately and you have no idea what to expect next, and it most certainly weren’t the words that tumbled out of your lover’s mouth in the next second.

“There's no possible way to put this— I never in a million years would want this but it’s something I have to do. we- i am leaving, i have to go. i have to let you g-go”

And at that moment it’s like time had taken an abrupt stop. Like the world had stopped all together and it was only you and nothing else. You stood completely frozen and still in the same spot as you tried your damndest to take in his stammering words. running it through your head over and over again, trying to put it together so it made sense. what does he mean he has to let go

what does he mean he’s leaving… no-

“what…” you shakily sigh, your voice painfully quiet and small as you whisper the singular word. your breathing begins to pick up as you keep gazing into Peter's brown saddening orbs that stare at you so intensely.

“we’re, d-done. we’re over, y/n. we have to be'' it sounded like peter was reassuring himself at this point, convincing himself this is the right choice. that he’s making the right choice. In his opinion he was. Sometimes sacrifices have consequences, and Peter was willing to take them. “n-no” Peter had winced silently at the broken crack in your voice. his head dropping, selfishly so he didn’t have to see you fall apart right in front of his very eyes. it was the last thing he’d ever want to see.

“why? tell- tell me why”

“Because what I have with you and Kyle is good! all of it, it’s so good. It's perfect. And me being spiderman, it- that’s the part where it becomes something different”

“peter.. what do you-“

“I have these thoughts, these downright awful thoughts about how one day how easy it’ll be to have one of those monsters that I fight to come take you or Kyle and how I won't be able to stop it. How i- i won’t be able to s-save you, y/n” tears streamed freely down both of your faces, peter's facade completely breaking down and finally revealing what's really been going on emotionally inside of him.

Peter was breaking down. the usual, beaming man was not there anymore. What was there was a boy. a boy who was just so deeply scared of the world, of everything.

you let out a cry before rushing to him, reaching out to hold him.

“pete, please you can’t think like that-“

“I have to! you don’t get it, y/n. I have to! T-that night, with Gwen.. i couldn’t- I didn’t save her! I wasn't able to protect her! Now I've been blessed with a second chance at life and I refuse to h-have history repeat. I have to let you go, I have to walk away. baby, please i have to” peter sobbed harshly as his voice began straining tremendously, his hands cupping your head as he rested his forehead against yours.

“Peter, you c-can’t do this to me. you can’t just walk away!” you pushed away from his touch, suddenly feeling anger rise throughout your body along with raging anxiety that kept building.

“Y/n-“

“No! no! you can’t just check out of someone’s life like this, what about me? what about my-… what about our son,” Peter physically felt his heart break straight in half. If the damn wasn’t broken enough, it was for sure broken now.

“What about our son, pete? You’re just gonna walk out on us like how that son of a bitch did all those years ago?! you’re his dad peter, there’s no coming back from this. K-Kyle will never come back from t-this”

“You'll both be alive a-and that’s all that matters” Sometimes sacrifices have consequences, and Peter was willing to take them for you and Kyle without a heartbeat.

He had decided it’s best to leave you and your son Kyle on your own after a long time of thinking due to his own fears that consumed him.

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[itadore-you]

"no one to tell us no, or where to go, or say we're only dreaming"

pairing: suguru geto x gn!reader

w/c: 1.9k

a/n: fluff! tiny bit suggestive, but fluff! ( too anxious to start writing smut yet lol) idk got inspired by aladdin flying around jasmine on a magic carpet 💜

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The stars of the night sky were nothing in comparison to the star-studded gaze you bestowed upon your best friend, Suguru Geto. A force akin to a mystical being, the special grade curse user had resided in a special place within your heart for a while now. It had been another typical, dreary evening, where you were praying to go to bed as soon as possible and forget about the previous day's troubles. But today had a final trick up its sleeve, revealing itself to be your best friend inviting you for a night out.

 And who were you to refuse him? Just look at him! With a silent beckon in his almond-shaped eyes and an equally tempting grin as he was outside of your window earlier. It was almost romantic, the way he knocked in the way he always does, and called out excitedly to you. It was also a bit surprising, as one would think you typically knock on a door, not a window of course. But when your best friend is a special grade sorcerer who wields an arsenal of curses, it starts to make sense and your lips curl into a smile at him sitting on top of his (newly-tamed) winged curse. 

“Why not use your rainbow dragon? They get tired of you or what?” You jeer, and he rolls his eyes.

“Wanted to show off the new one. Besides, she needs to get used to flying before we get into another battle on another of those crazy missions.” He pats the back of the sting ray-shaped curse gently.

“Bet. So why are you here anyway? If you wanted to show off, there’s always the morning.”

“No time better than the present, no? I wanna take you out with me.”

Your heart almost stops. This really is a fantasy come to life. 

“Someone’s gotta tolerate my presence enough to see how nice the night looks at these hours, and I figured it would be you.” He shrugs and then reaches out his hand through the window frame. “I also couldn’t sleep so I have to drag my favourite person through the same turmoil.”

“Makes sense,” you utter, trying to maintain your composure as your heart chips at the words ‘favourite person’, knowing that he doesn’t mean it in the way you want it to. Inserting your hand into his, you let him pull you through and seat you beside him on the curse. Not long after he lets go, and invitingly gestures to the cityscape in the distance:

“Shall we, my princess/prince?”

“What are you waiting for? The morning?”

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All your bravado soon vanishes - the speeds you’re reaching right now should be impossible to bear, and your waterline fills because of the cutting wind resistance that you’re not used to. Watching Geto fly turned out to look a lot easier than it was in practice, especially when you’d never done it before. He wasn’t fond of letting others fly his curses or even touch them in general because Gojo was known to mess about far too much.

"Shoot! The wind put something in my eye" you groan, harshly rubbing the inner corner to try and get it out.

"Don't rub like that! It'll irritate your eyes more, and just- just put your hands down, let me see where it is."

Gently he grips your wrist, pulling it away from your face, shifting closer towards you in an effort to relieve your discomfort. you hold his gaze, and suddenly it feels like everything else has fallen away, as you both continue drifting through the night sky of Tokyo, looking into each other’s eyes. His hand is still on yours, and he doesn't seem to want to move it away. In fact, Geto is moving closer…? An unsettling, yet focused gleam is in his eyes, and he purses his lips a little. 

They say that you should never kiss with your eyes wide open, but what else are you supposed to do if he is going to take you by surprise like this? Best thing you can muster as a response is to try to tilt your head, in order not to bump noses, right? Suddenly, Suguru cups his hands around your cheeks, holding you still as he sharply blows into your eye. 

“What was that for?”

“Duh. I blew whatever was in there right back out for you. Should be nothing in your eye now.”

You’re lost for words as he leans in even more to inspect the eyeball. First off, that may be one of the stupidest ways to remove god-knows-what from your eyes. And you’re still reeling from your frenzy of thinking he was actually going to kiss you. Hopefully he can’t see the embarrassment as he still looks at you.

"See? Nothing in your eye after all," he speaks in a lowered voice. "You just get used to the wind resistance after a while."

"You say that like this is going to be a regular thing," you laugh.

He shrugs lightly.  "if you want."

And the corners of his lips turn up to offer you a small smile, that adds more warmth to the honey-coloured tint in his eyes. He just looks so content in this moment, his bangs flying around his face in the wind, inky black locks blending a little with the similarly coloured sky. With that, you think of how Suguru Geto truly belongs with the night: how well the moon’s fluorescence favours his sharp features; how the cool-toned hues paint him as pretty as a portrait.

"You getting tired already? You look like you zoned out for a bit."

"N-no, I just feel ... really ...at peace, you know?"

Suguru hums cordially in agreement. "Yeh, I guess that's why this has sort of become a habit for me."

A low growl sounds from the flying curse, almost like the crickets sounding from further below.

"Not sure if the curses like it too, but I guess it's a change from the constant fighting and mission usage," Geto chuckles, smoothing a hand over the curse’s head and it sounds again.

It’s now nearing some time after midnight, and the conversation starts to run free:

"What if you crashed into a street lamp."

 "You know I'm special grade for a reason, right? I control stuff quite well if I do say so myself."

 "But what if we get thrown off?"

"Don't give them ideas, yn - and as I said, I know what I'm doing."

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Blues started to saturate the sky, and eventually natural light pierced through the night’s curtain. You noticed that a quietness had settled in the air too, as you and Geto had run out of energy to supplement your ever-going discourse. Nevertheless, Suguru would speak up several moments later, his voice pitched even lower than before:

"About the peacefulness thing that you mentioned earlier - like I really get that. sometimes every day just feels like a drag."

Suguru exhales before he goes on:

"Like no matter how high I go... I always feel like I'm being forced back down. and like my lungs forget to breathe. I feel like all the curses I ingest are clogging up my entire body, and I don't remember anymore how to let it out."

Another exhale, deeper this time.

"But the small things help. Spending this time with you really... made it better. I just worry sometimes, that on some of those bad days, I could have taken a dark path in my life instead. A really dark one."

His tone is a lot more serious now, and you can sense the truth and torment in his words. It's your turn to speak now, but it's hard to respond to such a confession. Instead of using words, you reassure him with touch instead, raising your hands to hold either side of his face. But you still feel like you have to say something, anything to him.

"Thank you for sharing that with me," you utter quietly. "And thank you for taking me out tonight."

You can feel Geto relaxing under your touch as he treats you to another slow, gentle smile and you both settle into a comfortable silence again. The sun is coming up fast now, and if you could guess, it’s only a couple of hours until the others back at the school begin to awaken, and you can't risk anyone knowing that you two were out past curfew. Gojo’s imminent teasing would be bad enough in comparison to whatever punishment Yaga would bestow upon you for breaking the rules.

It makes your heart ache as Suguru directs the curse to the familiar turn towards the school, knowing that the lovely outing is nearing its end. To be fair, you’re starting to see faint sleeping bags moon underneath his eyes, and at the very least a small nap would suffice for the day approaching you two. 

“Thanks again Sugu. I really, really liked having this time with you. Even if we do hang out literally every day.”

“Anytime. I never get tired of you, even if I joke about it sometimes.”

You have long since arrived at your destination - the damned windowsill that you must clamber through again. You feign agility, rather than clumsiness while Geto watches, landing successfully on the floor of your dorm. The grin resting on his face is a tired one and so is yours, but before you bid him goodbye, he raises a hand to stop you mid-wave.

“Yn. Come closer to me again for a second.”

“Bossy, aren’t you?”

“Hm, yeah, a bit. Just …come here, I wanted to do this before, but … now just feels perfect.”

Tentatively you lean out of the windowsill further, and as you plant your palms into the surface, he takes hold of your hands, pulling you impossibly closer (as much that was possible, through the frame) in spite of the bricked building separating you both.

You’re looking at his lips as they plead: “May I kiss you?”, and already your body subconsciously moves to nod a yes, please. He’s so close right now, as he leans in - it’s almost scary. Stagnant stomach butterflies cocoon, metamorphizing into jumpy sandhoppers, the energy flowing into your veins. The energy pools into a focus point, your lips, and intensifies as Suguru’s lips join yours. The kiss is sweet, and longing. His lips are outrageously smooth and fit onto yours like a lock does a key. Soon after, his tongue swipes over your bottom lip, wordlessly asking for entrance until you permit it. Your lips part in a gasp, revealing your tongue to his and they intertwine with a passion that you could cry at.

As his tongue explores your mouth, his hands also broaden their horizon along your waist, with enough force to almost pull you out into the night air with him. You want to do more, so much more, and so does he. You can see it in his eyes when at last you pull apart, breaths still mingling in the atmosphere. Alas, in lieu of the seemingly eternal night, reigns the approaching daylight - the moment can’t last forever.

“I… I guess I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then… At school?”

 “Where else would I see you? Sweet dreams, yn.”

 With a simple wink and wave, he departs. Only the sound of crickets remains, lulling your high-paced heart to slow.

[all-about-kyu]

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕 ☁︎︎

Pairing: bunny!Jaemin x fem!reader

Genre: fluff

Rating: PG

Warnings: hybrids, parenting, pregnancy

Word Count: 441

Requested by; my furry twin Rai @raibebe

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“Miyoung you can’t have dessert before dinner. If you do, then your brother and sister need to have the same.” you chastise lightly, one of your hands rested on your rather round pregnant belly.

Your six-year-old whines and pouts begging you to let her have dessert first. Your younger daughter, Chaewon, was content sitting on the couch playing with her stuffed animals. You had no idea where her twin brother was but you’re sure he’s bolting around with Jaemin close beside him.

As if on queue Seojun came barreling towards you and, of course, your husband wasn’t far behind. Both your daughters are so incredibly mild and calm but your son on the other hand, matched his father’s energy entirely. He took after his father in almost every aspect, same soft grey fur (with hate of being brushed), same tastes in food, and same energy levels. Both Miyoung and Chaewon have pale brown fur covering their ears and tail and share the same gentle temperament that is completely opposite to their brother and dad. Chaewon, however, has a patch of white fur on her ears on the very ends of them, which Jaemin absolutely adores.

“Why are you yelling at my Mi-mi?” Jaemin asks when he finds his way to the kitchen.

“She’s trying to get dessert before dinner.” you sigh, placing your hands on your hips.

“But mom, if I have dessert now I won’t be as awake as if I have it after dinner.” she says with big pouty eyes.

“Miyoung, I’ve already told you, if you get it then so do your siblings. They’re littler than you and they can’t have too much unhealthy stuff, you can’t either for that matter.”

She whines slightly again and looks at Jaemin. She’s smart, she knows Jaemin will cave and let her have her way. He turns and looks at you asking with his eyes if she can have her dessert. You usher her off to go play with her sister and brother while you talk to Jaemin.

“Jaemin, no. Do you really want to try to get Seojun to sit still during dinner after sugar? What about getting him to lay still in bed later?”

“But look at her!” he muses, “She’s so cute and she’s been so good today too. One day of this won’t hurt.”

“She’s doing your face that you give me! You should be immune to that pouty face!” you giggle slightly.

“Just this once?” he pouts at you.

“You said that last time too, my love.” you tease, kissing his cheek, “If you’re willing to get your son to sit still and into bed later then fine.” you smile lightly, your hands resting against his chest.

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Shattered Glass - @ramsey-lahela 🎭 The aftermath of Miss Martinez’s death brings back old memories for Lee.

Solace - @eleanorbloom 🎭 Eleanor looks comfort and advice in Bryce after a difficult day, still unsure about the decision she made about Francis' life.

Sudden Happiness - @anotherbeingsworld ☁ Casey is stood up by a Tinder date and Bryce is there to take her mind off of it.

Sunshine - @writinghereandthere ☁ He is bright, hanging high in her sky, and resilient – if she gazes at him too long it might just hurt— soothe?— her.

Take Care of You - @brycelahelalover​ ☁ Domestic Bryce and MC.

The Places We Don’t Walk - @foggyladyking 🎭 Zelda stresses over everything happening and Bryce realizes he’s not content with just a smile, fickle promises, and leaving words unsaid.

Unattached Strings - @angstymarshmallow ☁ After a long day at Edenbrook hospital, Bryce manages to convince MC that she’s in need of a break

Under the Weather - @storyofmychoices​   ☁ Bryce comes home after work to find Olivia feeling under the weather.

What you need - @oofchoices ☁ A fic about Bryce in pink. He also came knocking on the door because he had a patient that looked exactly like her

Bryce x M!MC

Not A Rookie Anymore - @doriansapprentice​ 🎭 A rewritten one shot on Open Heart book 2 Chapter 9 where June walks into Mc hiding in the supply closet. But now it is Bryce who walks in…

Bryce x NB!MC

Comfort - @jaxsmutsuo ☁ AU where MC never gets promoted to diagnostic board and they wrote such a good essay.

Bryce x Sienna

And then there was a Gala/Fundraiser - @silver-rings-and-rabbits​  ☁ Bryce takes a moment to himself during the Hopeful Hearts Gala and finds Sienna in need of comfort

Tears and Uncertainty - @thegreentwin 🎭 Sienna still isn’t over Danny and thinks Bryce could do better.

Ethan x F!MC

A Christmas Meeting - @trappedinfanfiction  ☁🎄 It's finally time for Ethan and Celia to celebrate their first Christmas together. It'll also be the chance they need for Ethan to finally meet her family

A Love Like Ours - @liaromancewriter ☁ When Cassie faces off against one too many PITAs, Ethan is there to help cheer her up in more ways than one.

A Moment of Peace - @genevievemd​ ☁ In which Ethan comforts Gen.

A Reunion to Die For - @openheart12 ☁ Ethan comforts MC during the Grey’s Anatomy Reunion.

A Wedding and a Funeral - @genevievemd 🎭 Everything is going well, wedding plans are being finalized, when Gen gets a life changing phone call.

After - @utterlyinevitable ☁ Alan makes his way to comfort Ethan after hearing about the assassination attempt. Feat. Alan Ramsey

After Hours - @stygianflood ☁ When the brilliant Dr. Emery joins the coveted Diagnostics Team, does a certain someone in Dr. Ramsey’s life need reassurances?

All she wished to be was his (he called her a midnight sun) - @terrm9 ☁ Playing with others hair

Amber - @starrystarrytrouble ☁ Ethan tells MC how he feels about her after Harper joins the team. Set during the on-call diamond scene.

As The Crow Flies - @genevievemd 🎭 Four days after their breakup, Ethan goes to Gen to try and fix what he’s broke.

Be there for her - @perriewinklenerdie​ ☁ Claire comes home in the evening, tired and with something weighing in on her. Ethan takes it upon himself to make her feel better.

Bridge over Troubled Water - @stygianflood ☁ On the day of his mother’s return,  Ethan comes home to a surprise after a long day at the hospital. Feat. Jenner

Carry You Home - @liaromancewriter ☁ When Cassie needs a savior, her husband Ethan Ramsey is there for the rescue.

Comfort - @trappedinfandoms 🎭 Hurt/Comfort. Mention of animal death. This fic is set in-between the end of OH1 and when Ethan left for the Amazon.

Confessions - @genevievemd ☁ MC has been feeling unsteady, and Ethan has finally noticed.

Cuddling in comfortable silence before murmuring “I love you” - @brooks-eden 🎭 They really know how to hurt one another and sleep in different rooms.

Deep Breath - @openheartchoices 🎭 Olivia is having a terrible day that gets even worse at the end of her shift when she gets stuck in the elevator with Ethan. [Hurt/Comfort]

Facing Your Demons - @bex-la-get ☁ Natalie battles her way through a panic attack during the Board Exams.

Falling Into Dust - @liaromancewriter 🎭 [completed]  After surviving a deadly poison attack, Cassie struggles with guilt for her part in the tragedy and tries to find her way back to the person she was.

I. The Aftermath

2. The Healing

3. The Knowing

Epilogue

Fight and Flight - @genevievemd 🎭 Gen’s abusive ex-boyfriend is a new patient at Edenbrook, and he causes more than a few problems for the happy couple.

Good For You - @anntoldst0ries 🎭 The battle for his career is finally over, but an even bigger battle is waiting for Ethan around the corner.

Grief - @genevievemd 🎭 Battle lines have been drawn, and Ethan fights to save Gen from Leland’s attack.

Here, let me help you. - @rookie-ramsey ☁ MC is clumsy. Luckily, she has Dr. Ramsey at her service to fix her up.

Hey–I accidentally cut my hand - @rookie-ramsey ☁ MC has a little accident while cooking dinner. Fortunately, Dr. Ramsey makes house calls

Hugs & Deaths - @headoverheelsforramsey 🎭 Three years, three different deaths and three different ways Ethan comforts Meera.

“I’ve been in love with you for years.” - @brooks-eden 🎭 He encouraged her to pursue a career elsewhere and they’re having growing pains.

In Key - @utterlyinevitable ☁ It’s moving day. Ethan has come to help the gang pack up their apartment. He’s reminded of how much she doesn’t like change.

Just One More Time - @caseyvalentineramsey ☁ Ethan decides to have a talk with Casey about the conversation he overheard between Andrew and her.

Kiss It Better? - @gryffindordaughterofathena ☁ Don’t you just want your lover to comfort you when you are hurt and things go wrong?

Late Night Talks - @theinvisibledreamergirl​ ☁ When MC feels insecure about board’s exams Ethan does a wicked little plan to get her to sleep.

Let me hold you Tonight - @chaoticchopshopheart ☁ Takes place after Ethan checks Louise into the Rehab Centre and tell her he doesn’t want her in his life. He is at his most vulnerable. This is a big moment for Ethan and PB as usual has skimmed over it.

Leitmotif - @utterlyinevitable ☁ Odette has gotten an opportunity of a lifetime, and now it’s time to make a decision. Needless to say, she’s not taking it well.

Look After You - @beebubbly ☁ Casey comforts Ethan after the events of OH 3.3.

Losing sleep - @perriewinklenerdie​ ☁ Suffering from insomnia, she turns towards the only thing she knows will work. Him.

Love the Way You Lie - @headoverheelsforramsey 🛸 Hollywood star Meera Bose is running from a scandal when she stumbles upon a stranger, Ethan Ramsey, but there is more to this man than it shows.

Macarena Catastrophe - @rookie-ramsey ☁ She should have known that dancing in dress shoes would backfire horribly.

Motion Sickness - @droppedmydamncroissant 🎭 Calypso thinks about the implications of being a doctor after Dolores’ death and what it means to be working underneath the great Ethan Ramsey.

Mugged - @therookie 🎭 MC coming into the office of the DT a little late, looking a bit weird and when asked what happened she says she was mugged

My Everything - @charisworld ☁ When Ethan gets a call that his girlfriend needs him does he stay silent or confess about his feelings.

Next To Me - @potionsprefect ☁ After the events of today, Victoria turns to the one person she needs the most. And gives him some home truths.

Nightmare - @therookie 🎭 She has a nightmare and Ethan’s there for her.

Nightmares - @bex-la-get 🎭 Natalie experiences nightmares after the attack and turns to Ethan for comfort.

No Longer Adrift - @storyofmychoices ☁ Ellie and Ethan return to work after some time away. This is part of my “a Hand to Hold” series.

None Shall Sleep - @anntoldst0ries ☁ In the privacy of the diagnostic’s office, Ethan & Noelle reflect on recent changes around them.

Not A Choice - @utterlyinevitable 🎭 Bryce finally asks Becca what happened between her and Ramsey. Set somewhere in Book 2. Feat. Bryce x F!MC x Ethan

Not A Date - @slut-for-drama-and-dick ☁ A certain doctor is there to comfort MC in his own way

One Day at a Time - @storyofmychoices 🎭 After learning about the depth to which Ellie is struggling with survivor’s guilt, Ethan tries to find small ways to help Ellie begin to readjust to life following her near death experience.

One Year On - @potionsprefect 🎭 It’s been one year since the Senator attack at Edenbrook

Paper Birds - @mayatrueman 📚 [mini: wip]  While a turmoil of rage and sorrow lurks around Maya, she struggles to keep her present safe from the ghosts of her past. WIll they make it through? [Hurt/Comfort]

2. Petrichor ♥

Ritenuto - @utterlyinevitable ☁ Marriage or break up? That is the question.

Rubato - @utterlyinevitable ☁ What happened after Ethan walked out and slammed the on-call room door on Odette. 2.13 scene insert.

Saturn - @genevievemd 🎭 Nothing feels real without him.

Shades of Regret - @genevievemd 🎭 She tried to move on, but with her last hours alive slowing ticking away, the only person she wants is the man that broke her heart. (Bk 2, Ch 11 au - Ethan didn’t kiss Gen after the softball game and she’s starting to date Bryce) Feat. Bryce x F!MC x Ethan

Shinrin-Yoku - @anntoldst0ries 🎭 When life’s difficulties hit, Noelle navigates her way through them by turning to the nature.

Sleep Deprived - @lucy-268 ☁ When Charley has a tough night and is over-tired, Ethan takes charge.

The Choices We Make - @bex-la-get 📚 [mini: wip]  When a woman from Ethan’s past comes bearing shocking news, Nat and Ethan grapple with their shattered reality.

Part 1

The Missing Pieces - @bex-la-get 📚 [extended: completed]  

A group of stories that fill in the gaps in OPH2, starting from after the attack and ending at the Edenbrook shutdown.

Thunderstorms - @umitskarrii ☁ MC’s past comes to haunt her.

To Weather a Storm - @jerzwriter​ 🎭 Ethan and Casey made it official after her brush with death, but since that time, his obsessive behavior has become a growing concern. Can Casey help him move forward? TW: Anxiety; PTSD; Abandonment

Truly. Madly. Deeply. -  @lahamseiroshoe​ 🎭 MC and the gang cheer Ethan up when Jenner dies.

Untitled Prompt Request - @terrm9 🎭 Ethan comforts Chiara after one of her nightmares.

Warm - @perriewinklenerdie​ ☁ Rain catches him right in the middle of his walk towards her apartment. Claire helps him warm up.

What haunts you at night - @perriewinklenerdie​ ☁ He’s been having nightmares, night after night. She was by his side through each of them, every night.

Who hurt you? - @rookie-ramsey 🎭 MC is mugged on her way home from work. Fortunately, she has Ethan to patch her up.

Why are you crying - @rookie-ramsey 🎭 Jenner passed away and MC comforts Ethan.

Your Love Is Killing Me - @headoverheelsforramsey​ 🎭 A canon divergent take on the emotions Ethan and Meera face on returning from Miami, and what happens when Meera faints in the hospital atrium. [1.10; Hurt/Comfort]

Part 2

Ines x Zaid

Are you okay? - @rookie-ramsey 🎭 Ines shows up at his door after a fight with her partner. TW: miscarriage.

Jackie x F!MC

Camping Cuddles - @therookie ☁ MC is scared of the dark so she sleeps next to Jackie.

Jackie x Harper 

Banana Bag - @headoverheelsforramsey 🎭 Chief residency is proving to be much harder than Jackie anticipated. Unable to open up to her friends, she finds solace in someone else.

The Touch of You - @headoverheelsforramsey ☁ Jackie teaches Harper how to beat a bad day the Varma style and ends up catching feelings.

Rafael x F!MC

Nighttime Kisses - @rookie-ramsey ☁ Raf comforting MC after a bad dream.

Rafael x M!MC

Hurt For Me - @silver-rings-and-rabbits 🎭 MC hides in a closet to break down and June finds them there. Well, what if it had been Rafael? The problem is, MC isn’t necessarily thrilled to be comforted by the man who left him for his high school ex.

Sienna x F!MC

Here For You - @lem-20​

Tobias x F!MC

Harbouring - @potionsprefect​ Victoria turns to an unlikely source for comfort.

Dom/Sub Stuff 🏁

Bryce x F!MC

The Old Switch Up - @romewritingshop​ TW:  Smut, Oral (Male recieving), Dom/Sub dynamics, dom!MC, Sub!Bryce, edging, orgasm denial, fingering, slight masturbation, slight choking, use of lingerie, cockwarming, cowgirl, praise kink, slight dirty talk, breast play, finger sucking, fluff and fluffy aftercare

Ethan x F!MC

All This Devotion - @usuallyamazinglyaverage Ethan gets his revenge - in the best possible way. TW for dom/sub, dry humping, overstimulation, edging and a lil’ pinch of Daddy kink.

Conquest - @the-pale-goddess This isn’t an ordinary night for Detective Ramsey and she’s no ordinary thief. TW: role play, light dom/sub and handcuff fun.

Delicioso - @takemyopenheart Dominant Ethan speaking Spanish. That’s it. That’s the summary.

Hurts So Good - @takemyopenheart Ethan and Luz take turns fulfilling their innermost desires.

Under My Skin - @heauxplesslydevoted Set in the middle of chapter 6, Ethan and Naomi have it out over the current state of the diagnostics team.

Garrett Thorne

Quid Pro Quo - @lucy-268 🍘♥ Cringeworthy smut.

Tobias x F!MC

“Yes, Doctor” - @they-callme-ami ♥ Tobias had a rough day at work and Casey is there to help take the edge off. TW: Submissive Tobias, 69-ing.

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come back... be here | ni-ki

✧ synopsis: working at a cafe can be really fun: the customers being nice, cracking jokes with your coworkers, singing while brewing coffee and so on. but it's even more fun when two members of the staff bicker and fight all day and keep everyone entertained. that's what  hybe cafe is like, thanks to ni-ki and y/n

✦ warnings: ni-ki relates to down bad by ts

⋆18 ice cream

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✧ note: guys im really sorry for the slow updates but life hard rn 😭 anyways ni-ki's obsession with ice cream is based off of my own obsession with ice cream

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come back… be here | ni-ki

nishimura riki x fem!reader

✧ synopsis: working at a cafe can be really fun: the customers being nice, cracking jokes with your coworkers, singing while brewing coffee and so on. but it's even more fun when two members of the staff bicker and fight all day and keep everyone entertained.  that's what  hybe cafe  is like, thanks to ni-ki and y/n.

✦ featuring: enhypen, txt, zb1’s gyuvin, lesserafim’s kazuha and eunchae

✧ genre: smau, cafe au, fluff, crack, angst, enemies to lovers

✦ warnings: kys/kms jokes, death threats (joking ig🙄), more specific warnings will be added to each chapter, too many taylor swift references 

✧ status: ended!

✦ taglist: closed!

✧ note: i really don’t know why i’m starting a fic right before school starts but yeah i hope this turns out good. i also still don’t know how to use tumblr at all so everyone ‼️ lets thank li for helping me figure out everything ‼️

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✦ profiles: [hybe cafe staff/taylor swift fanclub] [kendom+eunchae] [the vips]

chapters

⋆01 who put the muffins in the freezer?

⋆02 bro.

⋆03 shut the fuck up time!

⋆04 he is losing it

⋆05 that one disease that sound like a dinosour

⋆06 flower boys

⋆07 MY POPCORN

⋆08 the crocodiles

⋆09 mean girls

⋆10 my little chai tea sugar cookie

⋆11 since when does y/n have taste?

⋆12 my rep era

⋆13 is he in love with her?

⋆14 a vape?

⋆15 everyone saw that

⋆16 they are going to start dating in 3 months

⋆17 "friends"

⋆18 ice cream

⋆19 sunghoon is nosy

⋆20 locked in

⋆21 I MEET TAYLOR TONIGHT!

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come back... be here | ni-ki

✧ synopsis: working at a cafe can be really fun: the customers being nice, cracking jokes with your coworkers, singing while brewing coffee and so on. but it's even more fun when two members of the staff bicker and fight all day and keep everyone entertained. that's what  hybe cafe is like, thanks to ni-ki and y/n

✦ warnings: very sappy, im still at the restaurant (the eras tour)

⋆21 I MEET TAYLOR TONIGHT!

(epiloge)

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✧ note: AND THATS A WRAP!!! guys i can't believe i'm done with this fic, it is actually insane to me. thank you for putting up with me basically fangirling over taylor swift the entire time and for choosing to read this in the first place. there are probably more typos the usual cause im quite emotional rn. if you want to ask me something go ahead (i kinda want to let you guys know the backstory to how i came up with the plot cause its kind of insane tbh)! tysm for sticking with me all throuhout this fic i'm very greatful. ily

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come back... be here | ni-ki

✧ synopsis: working at a cafe can be really fun: the customers being nice, cracking jokes with your coworkers, singing while brewing coffee and so on. but it's even more fun when two members of the staff bicker and fight all day and keep everyone entertained. that's what  hybe cafe is like, thanks to ni-ki and y/n.

✦ warnings: everything is a mess tbh, confrontation??, they talk about feelings

⋆16 they are going to start dating in 3 months (700 words)

y/n had to talk to ni-ki, she had to understand what was going on. Was he actually serious or was he just joking around? did he have a crush on her?

she got up from the cardboard box she was sitting on, in the back of the store. she had taken a five minutes break earlier since the coffee shop was really calm, with very few customers, mostly students studying on their ipads and laptops. she was relaxing a bit when the whole fiasco happened.

she decided that she would be mature and go talk to him. she just hoped he would do the same. 

she got up from her weirdly comfortable seat, took a deep breath to calm herself before she went up to face him and started walking, headed for the front. she walked through the door, the kitchen and went to the counter, where ni-ki was.

she saw him there, he was standing there, leaning on the counter, his hands kind of restlessly shaking. he looked up at her and after locking eyes with her for a short moment, he went back to looking at his hands.

“can we talk?” y/n asked

“when the shift ends” he said “we shouldn’t talk about that while working”

y/n agreed and went back to working, and he did the same. she was feeling a bit anxious, anticipating the worst scenarios ever where he would tell y/n he actually hated her and that it was just a bet.

the hour and a half left for their shift passed quickly and they found themself standing in front of each other in the private staff-only parking space near the cafe. 

y/n decided to break the ice first “so, was it all a prank of some sort to hurt me?” she said

“what? no that is not it at all” ni-ki quickly replied

“then what is it?” 

“i mean, it’s quite simple, i have a crush on you” ni-ki admitted freely. she wasn’t one to be so upfront about his feelings but something about y/n made him comfortable and able to speak freely. 

“i really didn’t expect that” y/n admitted

“why?”

“i mean we are always fighting and bickering, i really felt like you hated me for a moment”

“yeah i see why, but no, i always felt kind of drawn to you but i didn't want to make it weird so i acted that way, it was kind of childish on my side” ni-ki said

“i was just as childish, cause at first i really wanted to be close to you”

they both stopped talking and paused for a second.

“so?” y/n asked

“i think we should start getting to know each other, see if the hearted was actually real or not, let’s see” ni-ki said

“my hatred was very much real” y/n said laughing “but yeah, you are right, we see if we can be friends. I have to get used to you not being my worst enemy and i need time to do that, and you probably need some time too. then we will talk again”

“that is what i was thinking of doing” he said

“so we aren’t rivals anymore?” y/n asked with a small smile on her face. being honest to herself, she had been waiting for this for a while.

“nope!” ni-ki responded, sharing the same small smile as y/n and obviously sharing the same feeling, he had waited for this moment for even longer

y/n made a small step and hugged the tall boy, squeezing him tightly. ni-ki started laughing and squeezed her back. she started laughing as well and when she felt ni-kis hands tickling her on the waist the laugh turned hysterical.

what they didn’t know was that eunchae, jake and beomgyu where there as well, looking at them.

“i’m going to be replaced i fear” beomgyu said

“we can all just cry together when they ditch us for eachother” jake added

“yeah they are going to be bestfriends and forget about us” euncahe agreed

“nah they are going to date in about three months” a voice, coming from yeonjun who was standing behind them and listening to them, said.

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✧ note: guess who's back? back again shady's back! tell a friend! guys im sorry for making u wait so long but school and training were kicking my ass. anyways im backkkkkk

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[rikitachiquita]

this is literally cbbh sunghoon 😭😭😭

[rikitachiquita]

come back... be here | ni-ki

✧ synopsis: working at a cafe can be really fun: the customers being nice, cracking jokes with your coworkers, singing while brewing coffee and so on. but it's even more fun when two members of the staff bicker and fight all day and keep everyone entertained. that's what  hybe cafe is like, thanks to ni-ki and y/n

✦ warnings: ni-ki being a mess once again

⋆17 "friends"

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✧ note: guys huiiiiuiiiiiii !!!!!!!! my pookies ily BTW i kinda wrote a fic abou jaehyun from bnd months ago, does anyone want that? its a oneshot for the fruit seriesssss. anyways by7yyyyyyy

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bananas for you 🍌 || s. jake

•synopsis: y/n didn't really enjoy science but her crush did. and a silly experiment on bananas might help her with said crush

•genre: oneshot, y/n x jake, highschool au, written (0,5k words) and screenshots

Science was not y/n’s favorite subject. But indeed it was jakes. 

Obviously, like a normal teenage girl at school, since her crush liked one subject, she had to like it too. And she also liked having good grades, so studying wasn’t that. Either way, if she ever failed the subject she could ask Jake to tutor her. But that was her secret plan b.

Today was a very fun day, because it was lab-day. They would be doing some type of experiment related to the dna, the topic they were learning lately.

The teacher caught your attention “Ok class, today we are going to extract DNA from bananas” the whole class let out a little gasp, excited to be doing something different than usual.

“But before that, let’s have a brief introduction. Did you know that all bananas share the same dna?  They are all clones! and there’s only one type of banana that is eaten in the entire world! That's why they are always endangered: if they get infected by a parasite, they risk extinction. that already happened in the 50s: your great grandparents probably ate a different kind of banana that doesn’t exist anymore because it was infected by the parasite of panama. And it’s possible that we won’t have bananas in 50 years” the teacher explained

“Ok now i’ll make small groups of 4 people to do the experiment”

He made the groups and you ended up with Danielle, your best friend, Heeseung and Jake. jake. your crush. This was going to be fun.

The first step was to take a banana and smash it very well until it was basically liquid.

“Smash the banana” said Heeseung to Jake

“But maybe the girls want to do it. y/n do you want to do it” Jake said

“I don’t but I know Danielle and she can’t wait to do it.” You responded with a smile and gave Danielle a funny look. your best friend seemed very happy that you mentioned that. She quickly took the spoon and started smashing the banana. Heeseung in the meantime, was taking videos to make a report later on.

“Do you know what she is saying?” asked Jake, close to your ear so you were the only one that heard the question. she was referencing to danielle, who was still smashing the banana, while also singing quietly the same part of a song

“Chulo.” you responded

“What?” asked the boy

“Chulo, that one reggaeton song that is really catchy”

“Oh my god I love that song actually” he said smiling fondly. his smile was so pretty that it almost made you mad

“Do you also like reggaeton?” you asked surprised, since he didn’t look like the type of guy to listen to that kind of music.

“Yeah I actually do, surprisingly. You do too, right?”

“Yeah, it fills me with energy, especially in the morning when i don’t feel like getting out of bed” you admitted

“Y/n, we should go to that one cafè place that only puts reggaeton together after school” Jake proposed with a small smile

“That is such a good idea, I can't wait” you responded, blushing.

The experiment was long forgotten

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• author's note: another fruit one shot cause they are so fun, i love them!!!! i did this experiment at school last week, so yeah i had to make this. i hope the science part is actually right 😭 anyways yeonjun being the teacher is so funny to me. check the other fruit one shots!!