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desceros · 1 year ago

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Hellooooo I’m 20 todayyyy it’s my birthday 🥳 (12/23) and I’d like to request a birthday sex one shot with Raphael idc which era but I like his personality the best in bayverse (can’t remember if you write for them) but basically reader has a bad day at work or school and goes down to the lair to chill with Raph their boyfriend he realizes he has never asked when readers birthday is and when they say today he drops everything and immediately makes the day about them he takes them back to their apartment and draws a relaxing bath cleans and makes a simple cake (with premade mix he found in the lair kitchen) then maybe he uses the frosting as a kind of worship for reader and licks it off their body doesn’t have to fit that at all if you want to add some pizazz then go ahead but thank youuuuu ❤️❤️❤️

(Symphony is so damn good btw)

ahhhh i just got this like. an hour ago bc i've been offline all day but!!!! happy birthday!!! it isn't exactly what you asked for since i wanted to get it out today on your actual birthday, but i hope you enjoy this lil thing :D raphael/reader; gn!reader; rated m

The moment he hears you telling Leo it's your birthday, he panics.

"What are you doing?" Donnie asks, coming into the kitchen in sniffing at the air. "Are you... baking a cake?"

"I'm focusin', Don, not now," Raph grits, frantically searching through the cabinets to find the icing. Thankfully, it's inside, untouched by icing-licking brothers, so he tosses it off to the side. "Can you, uh, go distract 'em for a bit?"

Donnie rolls his eyes. "You know they're going to ask where you are?"

Raph waves him off, so off he goes.

The cake itself is done before you come sniffing around, thank goodness. However, no one ever told him about waiting until it was cool to put the icing on, and it is in the middle of his near-meltdown at how it keeps oozing down the side that you enter the kitchen, miffed to have been kept away.

"Raph, what are you—?" you ask, only to pause when you see him glaring fiercely at a very sad-looking cake, his eyes going wide when he sees you coming in. God damn it, Donnie! "...Is that for me?"

"Uh," he starts, looking at the very sad, sad cake. Straightening from where he'd hunched over to try and fix the icing, he rubs at the back of his neck. "It was supposed to be. But, uh, this one doesn't look so good, huh?"

Laughing, you come up to stand next to him, trailing a finger through the melted icing and popping it in your mouth. "It might be the ugliest thing I've ever seen. But it tastes good!" Turning to face him, you smile, getting close and tilting your mouth to his invitingly. "Plus, you made it for me. That makes it the best."

Warm, Raph bends down and kisses the sweetness from your lips. He chases after you when you go to pull away, his fingers holding your jaw to keep you close.

"Tell you what," he murmurs, pulling away only when he feels you go pliant in his hold. "How's 'bout you 'n me go back to your place. Let me give you somethin' real nice?"

"Oh, yeah? What do you have in mind?" you ask, voice warbling a little even though you try to put on a brave front. It makes him smirk to hear the weakness he can so easily put into your knees, makes him feel like he's allowed to spew all the filth he wants into your ears.

"Well first, we'll stop by someplace nice and get you a proper cake," he says, tipping your head back and placing his mouth on your throat. "Then, I'm gonna take you home and get that nice big bath of yours goin' with all those pretty smellin' things in it you like that drive me crazy."

He feels you swallow against his mouth, prompting him to sink his teeth in until you whimper. Blood rushing in anticipation, he crowds you against the counter, licking at the mark he knows he's left there now.

"Then, when you're done, I'll fish you out, and use you as a plate for us to eat a slice of that pretty cake and lick the icing off you until you come at least three times. Maybe four if you're good for me."

Trailing his hands down your front to the hem of your shirt, he lets his fingers glide along your skin as he rubs his beak down your neck to burrow his head in your shoulder, nipping along the skin the whole way before he comes to whisper in your ear. Then, with just a hint of promise, he slides his thigh between your legs, pressing up, teasing, giving you a taste of what he wants.

"That sound like a plan?"

When you nod rapidly, hands desperately clutching at the counter behind you to help keep you upright and your breath coming too-fast, he pulls away and smirks, grabbing a finger of icing and dabbing it on your cheek before he licks it off in a heady promise.

"Good. Go say goodbye to the others. 'S gonna be a day or two before you leave your apartment once I get started with ya."

#ask tag #raphael/reader #rating: m #my fic

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anime-fan-05 · 2 months ago

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In celebration of Shin’s birthday today, may I please request headcanons for him reacting to his girlfriend getting him a meaningful gift and spoiling him rotten? 🥺

Nana ~Celebrating their birthday~

Manga/anime: Nana

Warnings: nothing

(Y/N): your name

Since today is also Reira's birthday, I decided to write headcanons about her as well. Happy reading!

O. Shin'ichi (Shin)

I've the impression he's never celebrated his birthday surrounded by the warmth of his family and friends, so I think he'll be very amazed if you surprise him with cake, gift, decorations at home and the other BLAST members

He'll be really astonished by the care and attention you'll give him all day, as he isn't used to it yet, and at first he might even be unfriendly and avoid them

However, just as over time he's become accustomed to your affection, which he's never received from anyone, the more the day passes, the more he'll become accustomed to your care and attention too

In the evening, after his friends will have left, his eyes will widen when you give him another gift; after opening it, his eyes may water slightly, and he'll run to hug you, burying his face in the crook of your neck

"Thank you... (Y/N), thank you for everything you've done. I don't think you realize how much I appreciate you, and... I just wish for you to know that..."

S. Reira

She'll probably be moved both by your gift and by your care

In fact, as soon as you give her your gift, her eyes will tear up and she'll start to hug you tightly and constantly shout thanks at you, rubbing her cheek against yours

"(Y/N), thank youuuuuuuuuuuu! I love you so muchhhhhhhh, thank youuuuu!"

Furthermore, she'll feel flattered by your care: at first she'll be a little embarrassed and worried that's a way of showing her she isn't paying attention to you (she'll ask herself: is it some sort of spite because I was busy with the recordings and didn't pay her much attention?), but then she'll realize it's "just" for her birthday, and she'll totally melt

At the end of the day, she'll have had so much fun and felt so loved she'll swear to herself to make you feel the same feelings she'll have felt not only during your birthday, but also every day

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0-3lli0t-0 · 10 months ago

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((I KNOW I LATE BUT HERE :) also its kinda long so i hope you do read it all it was fun to write !! :D ))

March 10th (Part 1/2) Remus woke up to the sunlight pouring into the empty dorm room. He ran a hand down his face rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. A yawn escaped his lips as he sat up stretching his joints cracking slightly. He exhaled and slowly got to his feet, doing a brief glance around the room, again noticing that it was empty. It confused him, normally the others were notorious for sleeping in on a weekend and Remus was not. He pushed the thought aside and began to get dressed for the day. He pulled on one of his famous ‘Moony’ jumpers as Sirius called them and a pair of cozy trousers. He picked up his messenger-style bag off the floor and placed it on his bed for the time being. He put in a few books; Little Woman as well as another that Regulus had recommended to him. He tucked his way into the bag, as well as his journal and a regulus muggle pen. He preferred to use them instead of quills. He closed his bag and put it over his his so it sat across his body. He ran a hand through his hair tousling it slightly. He slipped on a pair of coffee-coloured Converse before leaving the dorm and making his way down into the common room. Still, his friends were nowhere to be found, and a slight frown formed on his face. Had they forgotten?

"Good Morning Remus," The sound of Lily's cheerful tone broke through Remus' thoughts.

Remus formed a small smile, "Morning Lily" he replied. "Do you know by chance where the others are?" he asked.

Lily's smile turned into more of a mischievous grin. "Oh yes, I do believe they are in the great hall. They all wanted you to sleep in on you birthday morning, Happy Birthday by the way."

Remus' shoulders relaxed a bit, "Thank you Lily." he replied. "Have you already gone and eaten? Or would you like to join me?"

"Oh I've gone already, you go on," Lily replied. Her smile scared Remus a bit, it had to mean that the others mainly James and Sirius were up to something.

"Okay, well I'll see you around Lily," Remus said and began to head towards the exit of the common room and out into the hallway. He exhaled a little, as he headed down the corridors and towards the great hall.

Once he stepped inside he wished he hadn’t. As soon as he stepped in. He heard two loud and booming voices of James and Sirius echo around the hall.

"Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you Happy birthday dear Moony Happy birthday to youuuuu!!"

Remus' face grew bright red, he really didn't like being the centre of attention. Did he appreciate the gesture he wished they hadn't gone and done it in front of the whole school. He turned to walk out only to be greeted by Lily who snapped a Polaroid photo of him.

Remus blinked from the flash and walked passed her without a word, heading towards the library. He didn't want to have to face all those people. He could hear Sirius shout after him but he didn't quite catch what he was saying.

To let out a long exhale as he entered the library, he walked over to the back corner and sat in one of the cozy chairs there. He set his bag down and pulled out his book. He brought his legs up onto the chair. He opened where his bookmark was and picked up where he last left off before bed last night.

He had been reading for about five or so minutes when he heard the footfalls of someone "Moony I am so sorry," Sirius began to day. "I thought it would be a fun idea great way to start off your birthday but clearly I was a complete fucking idiot and ruined everything, I know you don't like attention, I know what the hell I was thinking." Sirius rambled on.

This brought a light chuckle from Remus, he closed his book and slipped it back into his bag. He then got to his feet and smiled at him, "It's okay Sirius, it was a nice thought. Maybe just next time try and contain it to just our friends, the whole school doesn't need to know" he said.

"i beg to differ but as you wish Moony" Sirius smiled at him. "Will you come back to the great hall, Pete and Lily made sure that your favourite breakfast would be there... and i made you some tea"Remus smiled a bit, "Sirius, my favourite breakfast is toast. We always have toast" he said "But thank you anyways" he said. "yes let's head back."

They two headed back and they sat side by side at the table. Remus happily ate the toast that was made for him and sipped the tea, which he did use a spell to heat it up again as it did get a bit cold. He conversed with his friends, each of whom apologized for the scene they had created, of course, Remus forgave them. He even let Lily keep the photo for the memories. part 2:

#marauders era #dead gay wizards #marauders #remus lupin #fanfic #sirius black #remus x sirius #wolfstar #wolfstar oneshot #wolfstar fanfiction

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nowoyas · 4 months ago

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Koi no Yokan 11: write it again (Nishinoya Yuu/Reader)

First - Prev - Next - M.list - Ao3

A/N: SURPRISE DOUBLE UPDATE I felt bad leaving off the last chapter like that for a week. enjoy!

Summary: Pieces are picked up as you find yourself in a downswing. Your Senpai lifts you up with ease.

Warnings and tags: blanket series warnings, uhhh depiction of depression

Words: ~4200

Tanaka to [name] at 12:45

Tanaka: hey are you free? I talked to the third years about what happened last night and they wanted to talk to you

[name]: uh technically yes?

[name]: but I'm not at school today

Tanaka: oh

Tanaka: everything okay?

You sigh. Re-cross your legs on the couch, head tilted back over the arm. A moment's contemplation leads you to the conclusion that what you're willing to tell him is nothing.

[name]: yeah? I just didn't wanna go

[name]: don't YOU start riding me just because I got punched :P I get that enough from noya-senpai tyvm

Tanaka: the worry or the punching?

[name]: I think it's funnier if I say punching so let's go with the latter

Tanaka: unfortunately for you he just caught up to us. He's grumpy

[name]: ???

Tanaka: apparently the girl he likes isnt at school today or something so he has to settle for lunch with us single lameasses

Your phone buzzes with a text from another conversation. Predictably, it's Noya. You… don't really want to talk to him right now. The main reason you skipped school today was because you didn't want to face him after yesterday, after all.

[name]: uh-huh

[name]: I can say with a reasonable degree of confidence that he is ALSO single. Just for your reference

Tanaka: for how long? You spent, what, six hours cuddling each other yesterday and then walked home together?

[name]: I can

[name]: LITERALLY

[name]: see his house from where I'm sitting in my living room right now

Tanaka: ok and??? Kiyoko-san won't even walk two steps of the way home with literally any of the guys

[name]: do you have any idea how much work it would take for me to NOT walk home with noya-senpai

[name]: the stupid games I would have to go through to not be seen walking near his house

[name]: it'd be cruel at best for literally no reason and I don't have the energy for that shit

[name]: shimizu-senpai probably just doesn't wanna lead any of you guys on

Tanaka: …not to accuse you of anything but are you implying YOU'RE leading noya-san on???

[name]: first of all nothing before the word "but" actually matters, like, ever

[name]: second of all no

[name]: I've made myself very clear from the beginning and have not said or done anything I didn't mean

Tanaka: so the cuddling

[name]: I'm going to block you

Tanaka: no don't

Tanaka: but seriously, don't hurt him, alright?

Tanaka: he's a good guy

You pause. Sigh again.

He really, really is.

[name]: I know.

Before you can type a follow up, you receive three more texts from Noya in succession. Based on the notification previews, they're all Soba photos. You huff softly.

[name]: probably too good for me.

Tanaka: ?

[name]: you can tell the upperclassmen that if they wanna talk in person, I'll be at school tomorrow, but that kageyama hitting me was an accident, I'm not mad, and it's literally fine

Tanaka: wait let's circle back to that last text for a second

You consider blowing him off with an excuse, but…

Yeah, no. You swap over to the texts from Noya. Three new pictures of Soba.

Noya: [NAME]-SAN WHERE ARE YOUUUUU

Noya: [image attached. Image description: a very blurry closeup of Soba's ear.]

Noya: [image attached. Image description: Soba curled up on top of someone's hair, which is splayed on the floor around her head. If you remember correctly, the girl pictured is Satsuki, the youngest of Noya's older sisters. She appears to be near tears, ostensibly at the kitten sleeping in her hair.]

Noya: [image attached. Image description: Noya from behind and a distance away, hunched over a table. His face is not visible, but he is wearing a loose tank top which shows off his arms. Soba can be seen curled up in a ball on the back of his neck.]

You stifle fond laughter at the last photo, zooming in on Noya Soba. After a moment of staring, you move to type out a reply.

[name]: I skipped

[name]: I'm a rebel now

[name]: real bad influence

[name]: you should run before you get my bad reputation wrapped up in your perfect record

Noya: I CAN'T GO ALL DAY WITHOUT SEEING YOU I'M GONNA GET THE SHAKESSSS

Noya: I'VE BEEN SUSPENDED BEFORE YOU CAN ONLY IMPROVE MY RECORD

[name]: drugs are bad for you, senpai

[name]: if you're experiencing withdrawal symptoms I can only assume that you need time away from me to break the addiction

Noya: >:(

[name]: how do you always manage to send a different photo of soba? I'm checking my album of saved soba photos and you haven't sent a single repeat

Noya: I move them into a different folder once I send them to you

Noya: like I could EVER give you any less than the best

Noya: it's like you don't even know me

[name]: does this mean you're not gonna send me the ones you showed me on the bus??? :(

Noya: let me get on wi-fi and I will send you ALL of them

[name]: oh thank god. You scared me there

Noya: so if you've saved ALL the soba photos does that include the thirst trap?

Noya: because I can send you higher quality ones if you want

You roll your eyes and swap back to your texts with Tanaka.

Tanaka: you know he's crazy for you right?

[name]: do me a favor and punch him

Tanaka: you're dodging the question

[name]: *PLEASE* do me a favor and punch him?

Tanaka: we're with daichi-san he'll yell at me

[name]: I'll vouch for you

Tanaka: deal

In the middle of the third-year's floor, as Noya is switching between texting, presumably, you, and demanding the story of how Shouyo and Kageyama managed to send the VP's toupee flying while Noya was still suspended, Tanaka punches him in the shoulder hard enough that he nearly drops his phone.

"Dude!"

He holds up both hands, as if innocent. "[name]-san asked me to."

Noya glares, but he does not hit back, and even Daichi accepts the explanation with a raised eyebrow at Noya.

"Should I even ask what you did?"

"I'll have you know, I am innocent—"

"Sure you are."

You spend the rest of what would have been lunch period this way: texting Noya and Tanaka, ignoring the things they want you to focus on. Feeling the seeds of guilt sprout and wrap around your throat. They germinate properly over the rest of the day, until, by the time school lets out, you're choking, unable to make yourself focus even on pointless shit like the game you've been playing most of the day.

You need advice. You have no one. Who the fuck would you ask? You've got this weird complex about Yachi existing, not to mention she's clearly got zero experience dating. Any of the guys on the team are going to not only be clueless but likely jump right to whatever Noya's side is, not to mention likely tell him about it. Mom's dead. Dad doesn't care. You burned every single bridge possible from middle school, so the only people you could even consider to be friends are in the volleyball club.

…Shimizu probably knows at least one thing about guys, and she's not likely to talk about it to anyone who would mention it to Noya…

She'd given you her number early on, in case you need anything or have any questions. You haven't really used it, not wanting to bother her, but…

You have absolutely nowhere else to turn.

At the very least, it's right around the time classes would let out. You type out a message reaching out. Delete it. Type it again. Rinse and repeat the process a couple of times, getting no closer to a message you're satisfied with.²⁰

Before you can settle on and send something, there's a knock at your door, followed by a wailing "[name]-saaaaaan!" that drops your heart into your stomach. You could pretend not to be home. He wouldn't buy it, but he might at least get the message. Instead, your phone buzzes with a new text.

Noya: I KNOW YOU'RE HOME

Noya: OPEN THE DOOR I'M GOING TO DIE OUT HERE

You sigh and toss your phone aside. Answer the door with a looming sense of dread.

"Nishinoya-senpai."

The pitiful look on his face snaps away as he sees you—exasperated, visibly tired you, likely with bags under your eyes and a puffy face from crying you got done earlier in the day—and you raise an unimpressed eyebrow as he blushes. "Marry me," he blurts.

"Dare I ask why?"

"Please?"

"Nine fifty-nine."

He nods, swallows, eyes locked onto your legs, and—oh. That's why.

Part of skipping school meant no uniform, no long pants, no covering up, so here you are—oversized hoodie, short shorts that only just peek out from beneath its edges. You're showing as much leg as you can get away with while still technically wearing something other than underwear.

Face burning, you try to shut the door. Noya's fast, though, which you knew, and he catches it. "[name]-saaaan! Are you mad at me?" he whines.

You roll your eyes. "I'm not mad at you."

You should kick him out. Lock the door. Quit the club and never look at him again and lock yourself in your room and—

"Why'd you skip school, then?"

"Didn't feel like being alive today."

He studies you—the same quiet sort of look he got during the training camp, playing against tough teams. The focus of him trying to figure something out, you realize.

You sigh for the fiftieth time. "It was just a rough day."

"Wanna come see Soba, then?"

"I'm in my pajamas," you state bluntly.

"I mean, you can get changed if you want, but personally, I think they're cute. Also personally, I would enjoy getting to see you in this outfit for the next several hours and also the rest of my life. Marry me?"

You tug the ends of your hoodie down to cover your legs. "Either come inside or get off my porch so I'm not standing here in my PJs, and ask another nine hundred and fifty-eight times. But you should probably consider just giving up on me instead."

He strides inside, humming victoriously. You don't miss the way his eyes continue to linger on your legs.

Pervert.

"This again? I keep telling you, I'm not going anywhere. How's your lip doing?"

"It's not swollen anymore," you answer. He seriously breezed right past it. "I can't stop messing with it, though."

"Well, stop messing with it," he jokes. He flops down onto your couch, eyes dancing over you as you watch him. "Sure you don't wanna come pet my cat? She misses you."

"I dunno," you admit finally, shoulders dropping. "I was really planning on isolating myself from all of society and never going outside again."

"Why?"

A shrug. "Seems like the right course of action."

"Well, I think your plan sucks. Come pet my cat and play video games with me instead."

"You're starting to make me think that 'pet my cat' is a euphemism or something."

"Maybe. What's a euphemism again?"

"…if you don't know then I am not going to tell you."

"Then I'm gonna demand equivalent payment to knowledge."

"Demand all you want, but I still have to get changed if I'm coming over."

"Do you have to get changed if I stay here?" he asks, grinning. "Or do I have to take a picture?"

Your cheeks flare, and you find a throw pillow to—what else?—throw at him. "Shut up. I'm gonna go get dressed."

"You're the one who answered the door," he calls after you as you disappear down the hall.

On your way to get changed, you very briefly consider either wearing something particularly unflattering out of spite, or just going straight for murder. You end up doing neither and letting Noya lead you back to his house, to a warm place with a soft cat and people who come home.

This is how you spend the afternoon: the same oversized hoodie, shorts that are a more acceptable length. Soba comes out of hiding while you're wrecking house in a shooter that Noya had on deck and curls up in between the two of you, her head against your thigh and her back paws against Noya's. Between matches, you pause to take a picture of her and end up with two—one of her between you, one of a distracted Noya, his head turned to look at someone past you who's just stopped in the hallway to stare at you.

A girl stands there, staring at you incredulously. You recognize her, you realize: not just from a couple of Soba pictures you've seen or been sent, but the Karasuno uniform really helps you contextualize her. A third year you've seen around, with long black hair, a bleach-blonde streak in her bangs that you've envied in passing when you've caught sight of her.

And, now that you have both the context of her standing in Noya's living room and can compare them directly, so undeniably a Nishinoya that you're not sure how you didn't make the connection sooner.

She stares at you for a second. Looks at Noya. "…holy shit. I dunno what's freaking me out more right now: the fact that Jii-chan was not joking about the cute girl you brought home, or the fact that Soba is even willing to exist in the same room as her."

You stifle a laugh. He grabs at his chest in dramatic offense, moreso at your laughter than at his apparent sister's implication that he wouldn't be able to bring a girl over. "Uh, sorry for the intrusion," you say, hand pressed against your mouth.

She shakes her head. "Don't mind me. I'm just here to bully Yuu. Speaking of, Yuu, I seriously thought Jii-chan was lying when he said you'd had a girl over the other day."

"Why does everyone act like it's so impossible a girl might give me the time of day?"

You rest your chin in your hand, smile smugly at him over the Soba gap. "I wonder."

The girl laughs. "I like her already. I'm Satsuki, by the way. Thanks for putting up with my little brother. And somehow getting him to study. I heard he actually didn't fail his exams this time around."

Score. You're one for one on correctly remembering which sister is which. You steal a chip from Noya with a grin. "Nice to meet you. No need to thank me, though."

"You don't get to tease me for not studying when you never study," Nishinoya fires back at her. "Come back when you sit down with flashcards."

"Ooh, flashcards. I don't study because I don't need to. Unlike you, I pay attention in class and actually remember things that are told to me."

"I remember things!" he protests. "I remember all kinds of things!"

"Right, sure, yeah. Remind me, what'd you get on your last quiz?"

"…a 48," he admits lamely.

"Wait, really?" you perk up. "That's amazing! Wasn't your quiz before that like, a 32?"

"Uh, yeah. But that's still not exactly great—"

You throw a chip at him without thinking. It misses entirely. "Shush. That's a massive improvement. You're doing great."

"…damn. I really like her. Hey, are you single?" Satsuki grins at you.

You roll your eyes. "We're now two-for-three on family members trying to set me up with a certain someone, but yes, I am, in fact, single."

Her eyes flick to Nishinoya. Her grin widens. "You like girls?"

"Satsuki!"

…oh. You freeze to the spot. She's just… asking that? Outright? "I, um…"

"First of all, I obviously have dibs," Noya snaps. You eye him nervously, looking for anything like disgust or discomfort, but all you're getting is indignation. "Second of all, off-limits. Whoever your next messy breakup is, it's not involving my friends, thanks."

"Fine, fine," Satsuki says, waving a hand as she cuts through the room. "Best of luck with that one, but if you break up, I'm going for it."

When she's left, you sigh, eyeing Nishinoya nervously. Your reaction was maybe a bit too obvious—there's no way he doesn't figure you out now.

"Sorry," he sighs. "She didn't make you uncomfortable, did she?"

"N-no, um—it's fine."

He studies you a moment, sets his controller aside. "Wait, is that why you keep mentioning that I should give up? Are you…?"

There it is. The second of many things you really didn't want brought up. "If you're gonna tell everyone, just let me know now so I can quit the club."

"I'm not—look, it isn't—" He sighs. "If you're gay, I should actually give up. I'm not a complete asshole, you know."

"I don't—it's not—I don't really know?" you admit, voice small. "I mean, I knew I liked girls. I had a girlfriend back in middle school. Well, we weren't dating dating, but she was, you know, we did stuff together. And it was fun and I liked her a lot, and then my mom died and she like—we just—we broke up. And now I'm in high school and I do whatever I want because Otoo-san doesn't give a shit what I do and what I want is to just not think about it. So I haven't."

"Can you think about it? If I have to become a girl for you to marry me, I need to start planning."

You let out a surprised laugh. "Don't, oh my god."

"But [name]-san," he pouts.

Your expression shifts into something mischievous as the tension bleeds away. "Give me one good reason why, assuming I'm gay, I wouldn't just go for your hot sister instead."

Noya launches himself at you, sending Soba yowling her displeasure as she bolts from the space between you. "Take it back!"

"Never!" You wrestle him right back, unable to contain your laughter, until the two of you tumble off the couch with a thump, Noya landing on top of you. For half a moment, it's suggestive, and then he's right back to making you laugh and squirm to get out of his hold. "Lemme goooo!"

"Not until you take it back!"

"I'm right—"

"Wow," Satsuki snorts as she cuts back through the room, now equipped with a can of soda. "Hey, [name]-chan, right? I think that's what Yuu was calling you. Are you completely sure you're single?" She cracks open the soda with a pshh, takes a slow sip as the pair of you freeze.

You'd already forgotten she was home.

You splutter, try to shove your way out of Noya's arms. "Just because I'm under attack does not make me in a relationship, thank you very much!"

"Right." She raises an eyebrow at you. "Well, far be it from me to define your relationship or proclaimed lack thereof. Just, you know, maybe don't go getting pinned down by guys unless you don't mind people thinking you're together. That's all."

"Oh, believe me, if I'd had any warning he would be the one on the floor right now," you grumble.

She snorts. "You're confident. I'd kinda like to see you kick someone's ass. Might be kinda—"

"Satsuki if you finish that sentence I swear to god—" Noya interrupts.

She exits swiftly, laughter echoing behind her. For a moment, the pair of you sit there in silence, staring at each other. Noya's expression is one of transcendent blankness. You're reminded of the calm before the storm, the look in a baby animal's eyes before it does something it's just learned it shouldn't, and then he's tackling you again.

When the dust settles, you feel bubbly and light, the impossible weight of the morning nearly forgotten. Noya helps you back onto the couch, and you settle back into games to fill the space, both with stupid smiles on your lips that won't seem to fade. As the time stretches closer to when you should go home—not to intrude on dinner with his family, your mind lingers on the question, and when you've decided it's time to leave, he derails your train of thought completely.

"I'm bi, you know," he says suddenly, eyes focused on the screen.

You pause, looking at him with a deer-in-headlights expression. "Huh?"

"I'm bi. Dudes are hot. Girls are really hot. Also, I got you."

Your attention snaps back to the screen as Noya executes your character with a well-aimed headshot. Your jaw drops. "Did you just fucking—come out to me so you could finally get a kill in!?"

"A little," he shrugs. He fails to hide his smug expression. "I mean, I also just wanted you to know, but just look at that replay! That was a beautiful shot, if I do say so myself."

You have half a mind to bash his head in with the controller. Everyone should applaud your restraint. "I cannot believe you."

"Please believe me. I actually am bisexual."

Both controllers are set aside now, the lobby music filling the space as you take it in. "…who knows?"

"Mei does. Satsuki and Kaede, too. Soba was the first one I told. I haven't really brought it up to Jii-chan or Okaa-san, but I'm pretty sure they'd be cool with it. I mean, Satsuki came out basically the second she figured out she was gay, and they don't treat her any different. Okaa-san's even super nice and welcoming to Satsuki's girlfriends, even though we haven't really liked any of them so far."

Notably absent from the list: anyone from school.

"The guys don't know?"

He shrugs. "I don't really want to risk them not thinking they can trust me."

Oh. Oh.

"Oh, Noya," you breathe. "You don't think any of 'em are…"

"I dunno. My two modes are really 'don't worry about it' or 'go all-in', but Mei got me thinking about what would happen if they aren't all chill, and… I dunno. It pisses me off to not tell 'em, but it'd piss me off more if volleyball stopped being fun."

You grip the fabric of your shorts, toying with the hem in hopes of tying your thoughts together. "How'd you know? That you were bi, I mean."

He leans back casually, smiling when Soba returns to leap onto his lap. Apparently, she's finally forgiven you both for your earlier transgressions. Your eyes linger on his easy posture, the way he pets Soba as he slings an arm over the back of the couch and thinks. "Asahi-san and Ryu, mostly."

"…but you just said no one on the team—ohh."

He nods, flashes an almost sheepish grin. His cheeks are faintly pink, and you're reminded of the way your eyes used to linger on Kasumi, not quite wanting to stray away.

You stifle a laugh. "I'm not making fun of you, I just—your type is either 'big shy sweet teddy bear' or 'kind-hearted delinquent'? What's the connection there?"

He flushes harder. "Look—"

"Wait, I got it. Wing spikers."

He shoves your shoulder as you laugh harder. "Oh, you shush. What's your type, then?"

"Cool and pretty," you reply automatically. "And good hair. Ideally soft."

"Oh, good. I know a guy."

You roll your eyes. You know exactly where he's going with that. "Uh-huh. I'm sure. Go on? I'm kind of in the middle of a bisexual crisis right now."

"Fine, fine. So I basically knew I liked girls from, like, pretty early on. See girl, girl pretty, like girl. You know?"

You nod sagely. "Easy enough."

"And so I'm playing volleyball, having a good time, going to high school and having fun, and just… really enjoying the moments where I just get to look at Asahi-san as he's going for a spike, or when Ryu is hyping me up, and it's different. You know?"

"I… don't really get it," you sigh. "Like, I feel like I do, I just… I dunno."

But then you think of the Soba photos you've favorited, the ones where you zoom in not on Soba but on her owner, and something clicks a little bit. The inability to tear your eyes away when the entire team decides to just openly strip their shirts off. The way your eyes catch on nice shoulders, arms, backs, and linger too long there, and the pulling feeling in your stomach when you look too long or your mind wanders.

Whatever face journey you're going on, Noya grins as he watches it, posture languid as you arrive at a deeply unfortunate conclusion.

"Okay, so maybe I like men."

"So maybe you're bisexual."

"So maybe I am."

"So you'll marry me, right?"

"Maybe if you hit your quota."

"I can arrange that."

Footnotes

20. Perhaps not by coincidence, this is also how I wrote this fucking chapter.

Tags: @deeplightgarden @idonthaveanameideayet @dusstory @kazunish

#my fics #haikyuu/reader #haikyuu reader insert #haikyuu x reader #nishinoya yuu x reader #nishinoya yuu/reader #yuu nishinoya x reader #yuu nishinoya/reader #noya x reader #noya/reader

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noirvette · 2 years ago

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WE NEVER EXISTED

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"Here's that coffee of yours, Kyle." You set the coffee down besides Kyle as he sits on the stage, checking off completed tasks from his clipboard.

"Thanks, hey I had the guys set all your equipment on left side for tonight, I know you normally play right but Nichole has some preference with how the stage is.. and... whatever, you're playing left." Kyle says, shaking his head before taking a sip of his coffee.

"Sounds good to me, you uh, haven't heard from Ken have you? Normally he calls or texts me but I haven't received anything, I was just wondering if you had?" You questioned. Kyle hums before looking up at you, "I honestly hadn't gotten around to checking my phone since earlier, I doubt it though. Why don't you just call him? Or check twitter, he's always on that stupid app anyways."

"Okay, first that was uncalled for, twitter isn't stupid." Kyle snorts at that, "and second..yeah I should call him and see how he's doing."

Kyle waves you off to continue working out everything for tonight and soundcheck isn't until another half hour, so you turn on your phone to check for any recent messages or missed calls.

You chuckle at Clyde's texts before turning your phone off, however just as you do your phone starts ringing.

Talk about perfect timing, sighing you answer the call, "Hey baby."

"Y/n, sweetheart I'm sorry for not calling you earlier, I know I said I'd call you in the morning after you got settled in but I got real busy here." Kenny frantically tells you, "and I lost track of time and then Butters came home early and the house was a MESS and he made me clean it all up and I jus-"

You cut him off, "Hey, it's fine, if anything I just got worried about you, who knows what you could've done to hurt yourself while I'm away. Not to mention you've already burnt pasta."

"That...was not my fault, in my defense here, Tolkien said that pasta is super easy to cook."

"Yeah, when you add water!"

"Tomato tomato," Kenny sighs, "I miss you, when are you coming back?"

"Well we've completed the other two concerts in Pennsylvania and Illinois, so New York is just the last stop. It was just a mini tour, you knew that. So after this, I'd say maybe four? more days? Nichole wanted to stay in New York a bit longer than the rest. Gives time for Kyle to really check everything over too and make sure we don't forget anything this time."

"Ughhhhh, boooooo," Kenny groans, "that's four days too long, you should come home earlier."

"I could! I'm sure the band wouldn't mind if I left earlier."

"Oh.. but now I feel like a dick for taking away your fun time, no. I take back my previous statement. You should experience New York, for the both of us, I've never gone and this is your first time there too! Have fun baby! That's what you gotta do." Kenny chuckles into the phone.

"Are..are you sure? I mean..." You trail off, unsure. "Yes! I'm sure," Kenny clears his throat, "I mean it, seriously babe, you've got a serious thing going on here and I want you to have as much fun experiencing new states and cities and what ever all else as you can. Okay?"

"Okay, I will."

"Good, hey I've gotta go now though, I'll see you when you get back yeah? In four days?

"Four days, Ken."

"Perfect, and I'll facetime you later tonight after your concert to ask how it went. I love youuuuu so much."

"I love you too" You giggle as Kenny makes kissing noises into the phone before hanging up.

As you end your call with Kenny and head off to go start your soundcheck, Kyle looks on at you from the center of the stage with a small frown on his face, deep in thought. He looks back down at his clipboard and sighs as he starts marking off the things he still needs to get done compared to what's already been done. He pauses to run a hand along his face, sighing once more. Tonight will be just another night of watching solely from the sidelines, just as he's always done, just as he always will.

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#kyle broflovski x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #south park x reader #we never existed series

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hlficlibrary · 10 months ago

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hi hello i love you

i wanted to ask if there's some sort of index with your recs or if there's a tag i can look for since im sure kid fics recs have been asked before. if not; please recommend me some kid fics hopefully where the kids are between the ages 0 and 5 give or take, i don't mind if it's single dad louis or single dad harry.

please and thank youuuuu

Hi, anon! You're so very welcome!

Okay, so if you look at the pinned post, you can pretty much find everything organized there.

Under "Browse the catalog" you'll find this:

Search by HL fic tags here

And under "AU" you can click on "Kid Fics" and everything with that tag will come up.

Also, under "Links" you'll find this:

✤ Category Fic Recs

And that has all the main fic recs I've done monthly for this blog. One of the recs is indeed a kid fic rec...

✤ Kid Fics

Since this is one of the main recs, it's got a bunch on there and not just the few you'd find on one of the Mini Fic Recs. So let me poke around on there and find a few that I know have younger kids in them...

Enchanted by @brightgolden

“My close friends usually call me H,” Harry mumbles suddenly after Louis wraps up his story.

That’s unexpected. “Are you telling me I’m your close friend now?” Louis quips, squinting his eyes at Harry.

OR Where Louis finally meets his neighbour. After a few conversations, he begins to realise he is too weak to resist the charms of the new mother and his six month old daughter.

The Baby Whisperer by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom

Harry’s newborn baby is having trouble sleeping and nothing he does seems to work. Tired and alone and at his wits end, Harry is at a loss until a new neighbour arrives to turn his world upside down.

OR the one where being neighbourly takes on a whole new meaning.

Bitter Ends Turn Sweet by @allwaswell16

It had been four years since Harry first heard the song his ex wrote about him and far longer since they broke up. He forgave Louis long ago, and now his life was focused on his career, his family, and especially his son, Max. But Louis was back in Chicago, after all this time, and he’s not an easy man to ignore.

Or a songfic inspired by the song Chicago

Chasing, Searching, Dreaming by @parmahamlarrie

Everyone is chasing, searching, dreaming of their soulmate.

Harry has known who his soulmate is since he was twenty years old, and ever since, he has been waiting for Louis to be ready for him. The unexpected passing of Louis' mum, and the fact that now he is the guardian of his twin two-year-old little siblings, just means that Harry is going to have to wait a bit longer.

A soulmate AU full of cute kids, house building, therapy, and a lot of dreaming.

#ask #anon #hope this helps!#kidfics #kidfic #parmahamlarrie #allwaswell16 #jacarandabloom #brightgolden

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i-willstealyourtoes · 2 years ago

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had an idea last night, may be my last request for a while so I don't overwhelm you but I'll be online!

So maybe jacket, Jimmy, Houston and hoxton with a non-heister S/O who's super innocent, like doesn't get dirty jokes, so on, who also really likes soft fluffy stuff? Cuz like that's cute

Your writing is fantastic btw! Keep up the great work ♡

Hi! Tysm I really appreciate it <33 Also my requests are open now so u can send all your prompts :> Oh and I'm sorry that these might be shorter; I've been losing my momentum recently... 😭

Jacket, Jimmy, Houston + Hoxton with innocent/cute/civie s/o

Jacket

- I think he finds your innocence really refreshing, bc he's used to working with.... well the heisters

- They're not as innocent, as you are probably aware of

- But yeah, he kind of enjoys just having a cute and innocent s/o

- He's glad you haven't seen the horrors of the world

- But at the same time he feels bad bc

- What if he ruins it???

- Even if he isn't actually Jacket (as in, HLM/HLM 2 not being canon), he's still done a lot of... morally questionable things

- You're so nice and cute, he doesn't want to ruin your beautiful view on the world

- But at the same time... he's absolutely addicted to you

- Like everytime he hears you giggle, smile, or be cute... he can't get enough

- You know how people game because they need an escape? That's low-key him with you

- You're his comfort everything

- After a long day of hurting others, he just wants to see you

- Sometimes he'll just observe you

- Like... when your waiting at a park for your date, he'll just look at you for a little while before actually coming up to you

- It doesn't matter how silly goofy you are, he likes just seeing you interact with the world, in your cute clothing and your cute smile

- When he first met you, he thought your innocent demeanour was a facade

- BECAUSE HOW DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THE SEX JOKE SHSHBSHSNS

- 'Eh? What does... the eggplant emoji imply if not veggies?'

- Jacket just looks at you like 👁️👄👁️ 'how do you not know it means someone's DI-'

- (He did not say that)

- But still, he assumed you were just pretending to be that innocent

- Once he hung out with you more, he realized you really are just that dumb innocent

- I don't think he likes inviting you to the safehouse

- I mean, safehouse raids happen whenever so...

- Also he's scared the others might scare you or ruin your innocence

- He doesn't trust the others with you, especially alone

- WHAT IF THEY TELL YOU ABOUT THE SEX AAAAAAA-

- If you do ever hang out with the others, they always tease Jacket about it

- Especially Houston

- 'No offense, but why did you choose chicken little over there? He's so-OW JACKET WAIT OW-'

- No he did not kill Houston... I think

- Jacket feels that Houston's right, why him???

- He thinks of himself of like... 4/10

- You? To him, you break the scale 😊

- (In a good way, not in a 'you're worse than 0' way)

- You probably have to keep reassuring him that he's a 10 (or more) in your eyes

- (He thinks you're lying)

- (We're not Jacket, you're cool)

- Still, he can't help but smile when you're hugging him on the couch, telling him how much you love him

- The combo of hugging your cute form, along with your gorgeous voice...

- Those moments make him feel like he can't get any better

- Like... he's made it, he's made it to heaven

- He would, in a heartbeat, give up everything for your sweet soul

- All you have to do is go 'Please...?' and he'd probably gut a guy for you

- (He definitely would, don't ask him unless you actually want him to)

- He can't help but become a little fluffier with you

- The snuggles... get him every single time

- He just wants to pick you up and just-

- AAAAAAAAAAA HE LOVE YOUUUUU

Jimmy

- Bro... he... he love you so much

- Like... EEEEEEEEEE-

- Idk if I headcanon him as neurodivergent (idk if I even can, as a neurotypical person)

- BUT HE JUST-

- STIMMING EEEEE

- Whenever you snuggle with him or wear really cute fluffy clothes

- Flapping hands or something idk

- He... 🥺

- He's like 'bro my s/o is literally everything'

- Yes you are his new addiction moving on-

- He does call you his 'angel' most likely

- Most likely meaning you have a 90% chance-

- 'Hello angel.'

- CAN YOU HEAR HIM ACTUALLY SAYING THAT??? BC I DO

- OH and if he doesn't call you that??

- The other 10% he calls you something like 'sweetheart'

- NAH BO YOU MAKING ME SIMP FOR HIM NOW

- (For context, I did not really until this-)

- Always has his hands on you

- Not in a bad way??? Like he just always has an arm around you, or holds your hand or a hand on your thigh/waist

- No, it is not sexual (unless you show those intentions to him)

- I genuinely think that when he's really out of it, he actually thinks you're not real 😭

- Like he'll squint his eyes and all 💀

- Man's is like 'no way you're real, there's no way I must be trippin HARD'

- He will pinch you or feel your face to make sure you are in the physical form 💀

- It's either that or he asks you if you've seen his partner (you)

- Like wth????

- 'Hhhhey excuse- excuse me? H-have you seen a person about ehh.... yay-high-?'

- THEN HE GESTURES TO ABOUT A FOOT TALL GREMLIN WTH-

- It does not matter if you're crazy tall, he'll still do that

- '-they're like... SUUUUUPER cute... Like-like CRAZY amounts of cuteness. The kind of... AAWWWWWW A PUPPY cute, you know???'

- 'Babe, that's me-'

- 'WOAH I LITERALLY JUST TALKED ABOUT MY S/O HOW DARE YOU-'

- Bro he trippin-

- Please help him through these times okay he just took a little too much of the illicit pharmaceuticals

- When he snaps out of it, he has no embarrassment about it

- (Idk how, if I were him I would've dug my own grave after)

- OH RIGHT YEAH ABOUT YOUR LACK OF SEX JOKE KNOWLEDGE

- He does make sex jokes now and then, so he finds it kind of funny when you don't get them???

- Like 'haha your so stupid and cute I love you please marry me'

- (He has probably said this at one point in your relationship)

- Jimmy trying to explain 'adult jokes' to you is literally my source of comedy

- 'You see, it's funny because it looks like a PENI-'

- LMAO I AM CACKLING AT THIS-

- The idea of him explaining those kind of jokes while you're like '...?' to him so such a funny concept I love it

- 'What do you mean if it's rock hard you will be too? OH-'

- (Reference to this video)

- Anyways, he likes how cute and innocent you are, though unlike Jacket he'll probably have no issue telling you about funny innuendos-

Houston

- I think he didn't get it at first either????

- Like how... how do you not get the joke

- You're of legal age, HOW-

- He finds it kind of amusing though so he doesn't mind

- It's low-key his source of entertainment I'm ngl

- He's probably shown you funny sex jokes and asked you to explain

- 'Uh.... the eggplant emoji... is it like... a veggie joke?'

- Bruh.... what is with you and the eggplant smh

- Anyway, he finds it really funny and sort of cute???

- I think at first he found it a little annoying since he'd have to explain it?

- But now he just thinks it's comical

- As for you being cute???

- Bro.... he.... he loves you

- The cute fluffy vibes really got him

- I feel like he might prefer cuter s/os anyway?

- It's just.... the hugs omg

- He might act tough when you hug him

- BUT ON THE INSIDE HE IS... AAAAAA-

- The little smooches you give him

- Bro thinks he's blessed by the gods fr

- He does get a little red if you give him enough attention bc ofc he do

- 🍅 <- him rn

- Like he

- He...

- Girl (gender-neutral) I don't even know fr he's just down BAD

- Idk how to explain it... it's just he actually feels addicted to your existence

- The idea of him sitting down after successfully hitting a bank, with you snuggling into him

- Bros moved to tears at the thought (/jk)

- Also I feel like he'd brag about you

- AAAAAAALLLL THE TIME

- 'Yeah, you might have got more heads, but I'm the one with the angel here. So fuck you.'

- Bro just likes bragging oml

- ESPECIALLY with Hoxton because ofc he has to one up him all the time oml

- If he runs out of comebacks, he just picks you up and is like 'Well do you have this? No, you don't.'

- If you're up for it, he loves you more

- IF YOU BLOW RASPBERRIES AT HOX HOUSTON WILL FIND IT SO FUNNY LMAO

- 'Yeah, you tell it him babe.'

- If you'll allow it, he'd like to pick you up and help you with everything? He likes to feel like a big strong guy with his damsel/Prince so...

- If you don't like it, it'll take every fiber of his being not to help you so much

- He... he can't help it, he just wants to be there for you

- Maybe a little too much

- He loves you alot okay....

- If you're small too? He's gonna help you anyway whether you want his help or not

Hoxton

- EEEEEEE-

- Him when you're cute: :]

- He really likes to keep a hand on you like Jimmy?

- Hand on the waist or shoulder for him is a go to :>

- He will not hesitate to pick you up when you ask

- 'Alright, up we go-' or 'There, prince(ss).'

- He really enjoys doing this because he just.... it's just so fun okay-

- (Pick me up Hox I want to go uppys)

- Like Houston, he will probably also brag

- 'Hey wanker, look at this-' (then he just picks you up and kisses you, giving a middle finger to Houston)

- If you blow raspberries at Houston he will also gain +100 love for you

- Which is sort of impossible considering how he loves you infinity amounts already

- He LIVES for the cute fits you do bc like...

- Duh???? You slay???

- If you wear anything fluffy/with skirts he love you :>

- Wearing stuff like that gets you an extra chance at being picked up

- BC LOOK AT YOU

- VHHBSJSNSJSNSN-

- Anyway, he likes how innocent you are too bc????

- The fact you don't get some of these jokes are so funny to him

- Like... how do you not get them lmao

- 'Wait... so the eggplant emoji... isn't just indicating the vegetable???'

- (Nahhh not you with the eggplant omd)

- 'Ye-(is laughing) Yes babe, the eggplant emoji is not just a vegetable. What do you think it could be?'

- It doesn't matter if you understand it now, he'll still make fun of you for it

- Like he'll be shopping for groceries with you or something

- And if he finds an eggplant?

- 'Hey babe, what's this?'

- (Smh Hox stop the bullying)

- He really likes showing off all his achievements to you, knowing that you'll do the cute face (🥺/🤩)

- 'Yeah, then he took a shotgun to the face! The Dozer was fucked to begin with, anyway...choosing to fight me, of all people. What a dumbass cop....'

- Yes he likes to flex his muscles a little too okay

- If you marvel at them too? HSJSNSJAJJSHSHSHSJSJDJDJSJ-

- He... AAAAAAAAA-

- I think he has never loved anyone more than you

- Maybe money

- Okay maybe not money

- He thinks you're cuter :>

- I feel as if he would kind of... well not baby you, but definitely treat you like an deer that needs help 💀

- Like, if someone (probably Houston) broke their leg, he'd literally not care at all-

- 'Walk it off, bitch-boy.'

- If you bruised your leg? He's taking care of that first

- Both bc he knows you're a civ, but also bc he doesn't want his fluffy ball of sunshine to be hurt at all :'/

- 'Alright, you just sit here, I'll get something to treat that. HOUSTON MOVE OUT THE FUCKING WAY-'

- I swear, he's just here to love you, and hate Houston 😭

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moonfawnx · 3 years ago

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Come back to me - azriel x reader

Request: Hi!! Can I request an azriel x yn where she is pregnant(but very early in pregnancy like 2 or 3 months)and gets kidnapped along rhys or cassian (they were supposed to keep her safe till az get back) and then az comes to the rescue??? Thank youuuuu<33

Warnings: cursing, harm of a pregnant reader. (if i missed anything lmk)

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I silently left the house and sent on a walk in the city.

How was I going to tell him? Was he ready for kids? Did he even want kids?

I had just found out this morning when i woke up- vomiting.

I automatically left the house and bought pregnancy tests- all three of them were positive.

Azriel and I had never really talked about having kids- only on the first year after we mated he said that he was too scared to get me pregnant while he had so many enemies.

Although that's what he had said then, the past year after baby Nyx was born, I could see him warming up to the child and be so soft with him- it got me wondering how he'd be with our own.

I had to tell him, or just wait for him to smell the stranger scent on me when he'd come back.

I could also ask Rhysand to shield me just like they had done for Feyre and I could surprise him.

The thought of him leaving me didn't even cross my mind- I'd known Az for so long now i knew he'd never- but i couldn't help but worry about his stress if he wasn't ready yet.

As all these thoughts were dancing in my mind I heard something behind me- as if someone was hiding behind plants.

I turned around quickly but saw nothing. Perhaps it was maybe an animal or just the wind- probably no kids since it was really late.

I turned back and started walking towards the house of wind- completely creeped out of what had just happened.

I once again heard noise behind me but when i turned around, everything went black

...

I woke up in a dungeon, mud all over my clothes.

I rushed to grip the bars of the cell, as I shook them, trying to see if anyone was there- if anyone could hear me.

A male warrior appeared there and by his clothes i could tell what he was.

Hybern Soldiers.

"well, well, well what do we have here? The spymasters' of the night court mate-" he paused and sniffed the air.

A nasty grin appeared on his face "-and his child as well" he smirked.

"I assume it's his- I've no idea if you were whoring yourself around" he spoke as I heard shouting from behind him.

I didn't say anything as I stared behind him- at some red lighting beating the fog and shadows.

The soldier in front of me was about to say something again- but he didn't get the chance to before he dropped dead on the ground.

Behind him, was Cassian.

His eyes snapped towards me and there was blood all over his face and uniform.

He rushed towards me as he helped me up.

"y/n we have to hurry- we have to fight our way out, their shields won't let me winnow- we have to fight" he spoke as he was checking me, looking for injuries.

He tried to pull me out of the cell, with him but I backed away. He looked at me confused and worried at the slightest.

"y/n what are you doing?! we have to hurry!"

"I can't, I can't fight- I can't risk it" I sobbed at the realization that u was unable to help my self, child and friend.

"What are you talking about? Can't risk what-" he started but stopped. His body went still as he sniffed the air and his eyes snapped towards mine- from my eyes to my stomach and my eyes again at last.

He stared at me with wide eyes as his breathing twitched.

"No- you're not-" he shook his head.

"I am." I sobbed harder. "I am I can't risk it" i buried my face in my palms.

"hey- hey it's okay I'm not gonna let anything happen to you- or your child." he comforted me as he took my face in his hands and quickly pulled me behind him when we heard something from behind us.

Both our eyes snapped at the entrance of the cell, where five soldiers were standing at as one locked our cell again.

"we got two of them now- and with his mate, brother and child here it's a matter of time before the spymaster appears here" one of them laughed.

They all left, leaving us locked there in the darkness.

...

It had been a couple of hours- Cassian had calmed me down as we were both sitting on the cold ground discussing how Azriel would be as a father.

"He for sure won't let me fly with the child" he laughed as i did too.

"to be honest, i wouldn't let you do that either" the wardlords eyes snapped to mine looking offended at the slightest.

"what's that supposed to mean?! I'm very good with kids y'know!" we both laughed as the cell slowly went quiet.

"does he- uhm does he know?" Cass asked me.

"No- no he does not" a sad smile was on my face as i said that. I had hoped he'd find out in a more special way.

My thoughts were cut off by my mate, shuttering the door of the cell.

He kneeled beside me and picked me up as i wrapped my hands around his neck.

"Rhys shattered their shield- winnow away cass" azriel said as cassian did as he was told.

Azriel got up, with me still in his arms and before I could even tell what was going on, he had winnowed us away.

I was laid on a bed- a hospital bed. I could tell I was with healers and they rushed me to a room.

I could see Azriel's worried face as Cassian held him back.

...

I had just finished the basic exams- they made sure me and my child were okay before they let Azriel come in.

He rushed to my side and picked my head in his palms, repeatedly asking if I was okay.

I calmed him down by telling him I was fine and that everything was okay. The last healer to leave was Madja- but before she did she smiled at me before saying,

"congratulations- it's a boy" and she walked out, giving me and my mate some privacy.

Azriels' eyes snapped towards me, wider as ever.

"You- you're-" he couldn't finish his sentence.

"yes." i said and i saw his eyes filling with tears- mine did as well. "we're having a baby"

A sob of excitement left his lips as he threw his hands around me, hugging me.

"you want this?" i ask him. His eyes snapped open as he looked at me in shock.

"You thought i didn't?" he asked.

"I wasn't sure if you were ready yet. It's not like we planned it or anything" I smiled as i stroke his hair.

"gods i think starting a family with you is all i ever wanted" he said as he pulled me in for a kiss.

"hey, az?" i asked after we pulled away.

"hmm?" he muttered as he kept massaging my stomach.

"we're not going to let cassian fly with our son, are we?" I giggled remembering my conversation with the wardlord.

His eyes snap to mine once again as he shakes his head, a playful grin on his lips.

"fuck no"

#azriel #acotar #azriel shadowsinger #azriel x reader #dad!azriel

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intimacyequalsdeath · 2 years ago

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Hii I really like your writing, anyway can I maybe get some head cannons for the Sinclair brothers and Otis (if that’s not gonna be too much) with a boyfriend who writes short horror stories and stuff? Thank youuuuu <3

Of course you can sweet anon! These are some of my first headcannons ever so i hope you enjoy!

Bo Sinclair:

-Bo thinks it's cool don't get me wrong, But he's a busy guy so don't expect him to go out of his way.

-He thinks of it like Vincent's wax figures, It's your art.

-If you need a proof reader for anything expect to be pointed in the direction of Vincent or even Lester (Probably not lol), Bo finished school but he isn't the smartest when it comes to grammar.

-Make him the main character, He'll be absolutely honored despite him trying to cover up his blush.

-If one of your stories every gets published, He will be SO proud of you!

-"That's my boy, People are finally startin' to recognize how talented ya' are."

Vincent Sinclair:

-Proud Vincent is proud.

-He wants to hear ALL about your stories, what's your inspiration?, Who are your main characters?, anything and everything he can ask he asks.

-Be prepared to be stationed in a chair next to him to read him your stories while he works on sculptures.

-He will for sure proofread, edit and help you with whatever you need, English was one of his best subjects in school. Writing was one of his main mediums before wax.

-He will do everything in his power to help you get published, Going as far to convince Bo to get some kind of internet connection to help you go digital.

Lester Sinclair:

-Our sweet baby boy, Bless his heart

-Lester doesn't really understand how someone can sit still and write stories for that long, but if it makes you happy he's all for it!

-Lester will try his best to help you with editing and all, but this sweet boy can't really spell well himself so don't be surprised if you get your story back with various misspellings.

-Lester loves to sit and listen to your stories! (As long as your the one who reads, Lester can read, but has the tendency to get hung up on the bigger words)

-"That there is the best story I've ever heard!"

-Lester will totally jump through hoops to get you whatever you need in his cabin, Internet? A room specifically for writing? done and done, whatever you need Lester is on it.

-If your books ever had hardcopies that have been published, don't be surprised if you find out Lester has been trying to sneak them into the Ambrose local library much to Bo's annoyance.

-"Dammit Lester! Stop tryin' to fuck up the book order"

Otis Driftwood:

-Otis thinks is rad as hell, I mean c'mon, Otis is a story teller and a half and ADORES anything spooky.

-If he likes your stories well enough, Don't be surprised if he tells them to stranded soon to be victims over dinner after he's recounted the classic tale of Dr. Satan.

-You don't have to worry about getting your books published, Otis will do that for you! He loves leatherworking and will totally make you the best book covers and bind the pages together. (Leather may or may not be human, Heh)

-Also do not be surprised if Otis reads them to the family sometimes, He will have weekly book clubs just for your stories.

-This is another boy your gonna wanna make the main character, Otis would LOVE to read a book about HIMSELF of all people. He would see it as arguably his greatest accomplishment.

#otis driftwood #otis driftwood x reader #house of 1000 corpses #slasher fandom #slasher x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #lester sinclair #lester sinclair x reader #house of wax 2005 #house of wax

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marley-manson · 2 years ago

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I have been inhaling all of your wip excerpts, they're all SO GOOD. I've already said this but you are such an excellent writer, everything that you put down is a joy to read.

Annnyway, I honestly can't keep track of the ones that haven't been asked for yet, so sorry if you've already done these, but Heat, and/or Rust.

Thank youuuuu that's so kind 😭 I'm glad you've been enjoying them! And right back at you, your writing is always so good that it's a joy to read even when I don't know the fandoms.

I posted about Rust here actually, but I'll throw out another excerpt:

The brand stung. It always fucking stung, but it got worse as the sun set and the spirits made themselves known.

For the first month or so since she’d left Godo and Erika she’d tended to rub and scratch that spot just above her breast, like it was an insect bite. Eventually she’d managed to will herself to stop, since it just made it hurt that little bit more.

The sun was red on the horizon and the shadows tangled in tree roots were growing deeper and more malevolent. She drew her sword as she walked, knowing that the early risers would be up soon.

The Skull Knight had told them that they didn’t live in the real world anymore. She and Guts had a foot outside of it, thanks to their brands, and if the world was a river and ordinary people pebbles below the surface, they were fish which could taste the air.

She supposed that made the spirits and monsters the hungry bears and fishermen.

Guts would be a shark, at least, or a whale. She was more like a pike. Nothing had got her yet, but she didn’t go looking for trouble either. She just swam, teeth bared.

Most nights the spirits could be dealt with as she walked, only occasionally cutting down the few that came for her. She didn’t dare risk sleeping with the sun down, but she could usually make good time and keep her pace brisk. But then there were nights when the moon was new, or when the area had been the sight of a battle, or another form of torment, and those were the busy nights.

Corpses would rise from grassy graves and animals would glare at her with wild, human eyes, attracted like moths to a flame.

She’d hoped that this forest wouldn’t be too bad - the trees weren’t overly dense and tended towards leafy and bright rather than needly and crowded - but she could already tell by the pain over her heart that it would be harder to traverse than the fields.

Bright glowing eyes blinked into her periphery near her feet and she instantly plunged her sword down into the bed of rotting leaves between them. With a faint hiss, like a drop of water on a candle flame, the twin points of light went out.

Another hint of a face in the darkness appeared just above eye level, on a branch. She caught it with the sharpened hilt of her sword as she drew it back up.

It was going to be a long night.

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Heat, which I'd change the name of if I ever finished it so as not to be confused with that one popular longfic lol, is Guts/Serpico hooking up in Elfhelm after Casca gets her mind back but is too traumatized to be anywhere near him. It's non canonical now I guess unless I change some stuff and set it during the moonbaby montage lol. I actually posted a little excerpt from it a while ago, Guts remembering an afternoon of Griffith teaching him to dance. So that's the context for the final lines lol.

Serpico glanced at the sword he’d been swinging a few minutes earlier. “Getting bored here?”

Was he? Was the sensation of being trapped here, on this peaceful island, when there were things he could be doing out there, out in the world where Griffith was, was it just boredom?

He shrugged again. “Maybe.”

And Serpico smiled. Despite the calm air, his grey cloak billowed around him as though blown by a stiff breeze, revealing the feathered weapon at his side. Guts couldn't think of it as a sword, even though it was similar in shape.

Serpico drew it from its sheath, and flicked it. His cloak settled down.

A little showy, Guts thought, and raised an eyebrow. “Here?” he asked, though he had no intention of refusing the clear invitation.

“Why not? I've been looking forward to a rematch for a while now.”

There was a look in his eyes that got Guts’ blood pumping eagerly at the prospect of action. A grin began to tug at the corners of his mouth. “Thought you preferred to scout the terrain first. Make sure I can’t swing my sword or do anything else useful.”

“I have range on my side now.” Serpico's eyes rolled upwards. “And the trees. Game, or not?”

He could just imagine Serpico striding along the branches, watching for an opportunity to strike. He rolled his shoulders, feeling the tension in them like a coiled snake waiting to spring.

“Yeah, all right,” he said, and drew his sword.

It was fun. Fighting Serpico got his blood pumping and his heart pounding - a welcome feeling after the weeks here, sedate on one piece of peaceful land.

Serpico did utilize the trees. He leapt up to them like a grasshopper and dove down again like a - a kite. Guts was more constrained, limited by gravity and the slow swing of his huge sword. He was on the defensive, but hell, he was used to being on the defensive.

He dodged, swung when Serpico lit onto the mossy ground and when he sent those cutting blasts of wind at him, easily neutralized by the force of iron displacing the air around him. Serpico remained out of reach, eyes as sharp and as focused as his weapon.

After a minute or two of bloodless dueling he swung straight out in front of him to counter a breeze from Serpico’s weapon, and the cunning bastard leaped down from a branch to take advantage of his lowered sword. For a moment that sent him years back in time, Guts was certain he'd land on its dull edge. In his distraction, Serpico landed on the ground and flicked his feather duster precisely. Like an icy gust of wind he felt the air slice his cheek - exactly where Serpico had caught him once before.

Knowing how easily he could've had his throat cut instead, Guts smirked and licked the tickling drop of blood heading towards the corner of his mouth, mimicking their first real encounter. “Lucky hit,” he said.

They exchanged a few more swings but now Guts’ head was solidly in the past again. How was it he could so clearly remember the exact look on Griffith’s face when he’d opened his mouth and bit his sword? He’d relished the shock in his eyes like he’d relished the taste of blood on his tongue. Even back then, when he’d thought he hated him, he’d drunk him in.

He dodged another strike, like lightning from above, and nearly caught him in the instant between landing on the grass and leaping away again. His sword moved a hair too slow. It was just as well; Serpico’s real advantage was that he could land non-lethal blows relatively easily, while even if Guts aimed to disarm he’d probably still end up taking Serpico’s whole hand off along with his feather duster.

But then, it had always been that way. He’d traded finesse for power ever since he’d first learned to fight with a sword bigger than he was. Even during that first duel with Griffith he couldn’t get out of his mind - Griffith had been trying to disable, and Guts had been trying to kill. Griffith had been risking his life for him from the very start. Fuck.

He got a little satisfaction when he swung his sword overhead as Serpico fluttered across the lowest boughs of the trees and managed to snap the branch he was leaping to before he landed. Both man and branch came crashing down in an undignified heap, and Guts would’ve secured his victory right then, but just as he smugly lowered the point of his sword down to rest on Serpico’s chest and keep him pinned he rolled out of the way and rose back to his feet in one fluid motion. A quick slice of air caught Guts on his shoulder, deep enough to sting. He might actually lose, the way this was going.

And that just brought back the memory of his last loss, as Griffith had ground his shoulder out of place to relieved, victorious cheers. When Griffith had grabbed Guts afterwards, kneeling down and taking his face in his hands, he’d thought for a second that Griffith was going to kiss him. God, he would’ve let him. He knew he would’ve, even then, knowing nothing about him, even when his skin crawled whenever anyone else touched him.

He had to end this fight before he really did lose.

Guts swung his sword so fast that Serpico's blond hair fluttered from the force of it as he narrowly ducked, dipping his head to avoid the blade with an inch to spare. Then, before he could leap away, Guts followed through with his swing, stepping into the turn and catching Serpico's sword arm with his metal fist.

He hit hard enough to shock Serpico into gasping with pain but he managed to maintain his grip on his weapon. So Guts dropped his own sword before Serpico had a chance to dance away and grabbed him with his real hand, squeezing his wrist in just the right way to force his fist to open.

He moved his metal arm to press between Serpico's shoulder blades, an extra force keeping him from pulling away, as Serpico lost his grip on the hilt of his weapon and let it fall to the ground. They were both breathing heavily.

Serpico looked up at him, cheeks pink from exertion and eyes lidded, reddening sun making his hair nearly glow, and for a moment it was just like that time, that afternoon with Griffith in his arms. He could still hear the music drifting faintly up from the grassy clearing below them. He didn't pull Serpico into a waltz. Worse - he bent down and kissed him.

#lol honestly i think the big problem with the 2nd fic is that there's too much pointless introspective build up #i could probably cut half of it and it'd be better #and mb combine it with that guts+serp boat conversation actually - streamline things...#ask meme #marley on berserk #text post #got a few more of these today and i finally have a chance to sit down and answer them

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dokidokiliteraturegirls · 3 years ago

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Heya! Just wanted to put my word in here at the end too and say that I'm really glad to see the girls have a nice happy ending. I was reading this during college and since then I've graduated and I'm way happier now and I feel like I got to grow alongside the girls and im just. so happy they get to be happy too 🎀 this filled the hole in my heart left after playing the game that wanted them to be happy but it wasnt just "everythings ok now :)" like...you really had them work through stuff and it was SO well done and i really liked that!! also I always related to yuri most heavily and your characterization of her is [chefs kiss] so good

lgnkangkldklasnflkasmdas thank youuuuu!!! 😭😭😭 I worked really hard to make the characters feel realistic and like they were developing in real time as the story progressed, so it makes me so happy to hear that 🥺

Thank you so much for taking the time to type and send this message to me, it means the world to me when I hear people enjoyed my work 💖

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pawyyygaza · 6 years ago

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This An Apology Letter For Both of Us

Christmas Party - December 2017

Baby,

I don’t know where to begin. Nahihiya na kasi talaga ako sayo eh, I know you don’t deserve this, You never, ever deserve it. This is my problem, not yours. Sinabihan mo na ako, pero hindi ko ginawa. Hindi ako nakinig. Ang selfish ko.. I am sorry for all the stupid things I have said and done.

I’m sorry if you felt that way, I’m really sorry for all things I've done. I know how selfish I am. Sobrang komplikadong tao ‘ko, alam mo yun. Pa iba-iba yung mood, dahil sa ugali ko madalas di mo na kaya pag pasensyahan. Hindi mo na ako kayang i-handle but in the end you are still here. And I really appreciated that you are always here for me, no matter what. Sobrang the best ka talaga.

Kaya ko lang naman binura yon, I dont want a argue with you, wala na akong ibang dahilan kung hindi yan. Yun ang totoo, hindi kita niloloko, hindi ako nag jojoke. Ayoko na ng away, but mali pa rin pala. And I’m Sorry and I mean it. Alam ko sa sarili ko wala lang yun, pero ikaw.. Ikaw na hindi ko inisip na sobrang laki ng impact para sa’yo. Sobrang selfish ko, bakit hindi ko naisip na nasaktan ka ng sobra.. and I know how stupid I am, hindi ako nakinig sa’yo. Sumobra ako, hindi ako nag isip ng maayos. Masyado ako naging kampante na wala yun. Sarili ko lang naisip ko. And I hate myself for hurting you, I hate it!

Pinag sisisihan ko lahat ng mali ko, mga nasabi ko. Nagsisisi ako sa mga maling nasabi ko, hindi mo yun deserve.. I don’t mean it everything. Masyado ko pinairal galit ko. Sarado isip ko. Hindi na ako nag iisip.. And I’m sorry.. I’m really sorry for that mistake. I’m really sorry for everything.. Alam kong kulang pa yung sorry na ‘toh. hindi na maibabalik yung 100% trust mo sa akin at naiintidihan ko. Mali ko toh..I know masakit pa rin sayoo and I just want to fix this. Fix my own mistake.. Please sana mapatawad mo ako. Mahal kita, baby. Mahal na mahal kita. Ikaw lang, Ikaw lang..:(

I will not give you up this time

Smyrna GA - July 2017

I’m trying baby, I’m always trying to stop my anger issue.. But this time, hindi ko na i-ttry.. Gagawin ko. Gagawin kong alisin at harapin ang dapat..I cannot promise today but unti-unti kong aayusin. Aayusin yung TAYO.. Lahat ng problema.. Sorry kung puro lang ako try before. At this time ang dami kong na realized.. Pinag isishan ko lahat, at pinag isipan ko tong mabuti.. ginagawa ko ‘to.. to become a better person.. Marunong tumanggap ng mali, at sa ibang bagay.. I want to be with you forever, alam mo yun, totoo yan. Ayoko mawala ka sa akin. I dont want to give up. Mahal na mahal kita, baby..

Our first picture together

(Atlanta, GA -- 04/14/2017)

Sobrang swerte ko kasi napaka bait mo sa akin, sobrang strong mo para sa atin. Natuto ako ng dahil sayo, kung paano lumaban. Sobrang laki ng inspirasyon na binigay mo sa akin. Ang laki ng natutunan ko, salamat sa lahat ng ‘to. Tinuruan mo ko sa tamang direksyon.Sobrang tapang mo, para harapin mo pa rin tong problema natin, at hindi mo hinahayaan tuluyan mawala. Kinakausap mo pa rin ako ng maayos para lang mauntog ako sa katotohanan. Sobrang ang dami kong na-realized. Thank you baby! Thank you pinaramdam mo kung gaano mo ako ka-mahal at di mo ko binibitawan. I know it’s complicated, pero it’s all worth it. Mahal na mahal kita..

Sana maging okay na ulit tayo, yung katulad dati. Yung unang pagka-kilala natin sa isa’t-isa. Miss na miss ko na yung dati. Yung dating Ikaw at Ako. Umaasa pa rin ako na maging maayos ang lahat, kahit alam ko sa sarili ko hindi na maibabalik ang dati. Sorry sa lahat ng nagawa ko. Miss na miss na kita, baby. Alam ko di na tayo, sana mabigyan pa ng chance yung tayo. Give me another chance.. One more chance, please? I really miss you, Rica.

You’re the best thing that ever happened to me :)

Florida - Oct 2017

I love you so much, Biso. Mahal na mahal kita. And I dont’twanna lose you, I don’t know what to do wiithout you. Sobrang sakit din para sa akin ‘toh. And I know I deserve this pain. Kung pwede lang pagtawanan mo nalang ako. Sana mapatawad mo ‘ko sa lahat ng maling nagawa ko. Miss na miss na kita, baby. Hihintayin kita..

Mahal na mahal kita, kahit ano mangyari andito lang ako palagi para sa’yo. Ang dami kong gusto sabihin, pero alam ko hindi enough ‘to.. Gusto ko lang bumawi sa’yo kahit sa ganitong paraan. Sana napa ngiti kita kahiot konti. Okay na ako dun.. All I want is maging okay tayo.. I love you, Baby.

My Fave Picture of Us

One of you favorite Restaurant: California Pizza

Atlanta, GA - 05/23/2017

I want this relationship to keep it, to fight for it & work for it. And I will wait for you. I know we need space for this. I know hindi kapa okay.Hindi kapa ready balikan ako. Naiintindihan ko yun. Hihintayin kita, hangga sa maging okay tayo..

I love you so much, Rica

444 Highland Ave NE, Atlanta, GA - 06/30/2017

Rica, I just want to say thank you.. for everything.. Thank you that you always got my back kahit na ang layo mo, nakukuha mo pa rin mag effort, palagi andyan para sa akin. Thank you sa pagttyaga sa akin, pagtitiis sa akin. Thank you kasi pinipilit mo pa din i-save yung relationship natin, kahit na ako palagi yung mali. Thank you sa lahat ng ‘toh at kinakausap mo pa rin ako after all.

I am so blessed kasi ikaw naging Girlfriend ko, sobrang thankful ako kay Lord, napaka daming blessing binibigay, at hindi tayo hinahayaan at binibigyan tayo ng lakas at mawala yung galit sa isa’t isa. Salamat kasi tinulungan nya ako bigyan ng lakas ng loob para gawin ‘toh para sa’yo. We are so blessed.

I’m really sorry sa lahat ng sakit na binigay ko sayo. Sorry kung mabigat pa rin nararamdaman mo sa akin. and sana maramdaman mong mahal na mahal kita. At ikaw lang mahal ko. Walang iba, ikaw lang talaga. Pangako ko yan sa’yo. Sa’yo lang ako. Hinding hindi mawawala pagmamahal ko sa’yo. Alam ko malayo tayo sa isa’t isa, mahirap talaga ang LDR, but please kailangan natin maging strong. Hihintayin kita ulit baby ko. Hangga sa bumalik yung dating TAYO..

I miss you so muuuuuuuuuuch :(

High Falls State Park, GA -06/18/2018

I miss you, Rica. I mimimimimissssssssssssssssssssssssssssss youuuuu so much.. Almost 4months na rin simula nun umuwi kana ng Pinas, parang kailan lang. Sobrang layo natin sa isa’t isa kaya rin siguro tayo nag aaway kasi mahirap talaga LDR. Well, hindi ko sinisisi ang pagiging LDR natin. Mahirap talaga sya, dito natin nakikita o nasusubukan kung gaano tayo ka strong at kung paano natin harapin yung hirap na pinag dadaanan natin. And thank you, andyan ka at kahit ano mangyari kinakamusta mo pa rin ako. I miss you. Miss ko na yung dating tayo, kung pwede lang ibalik yung oras, why not diba? pero kailangan talaga natin siguro ‘toh pag daanan. I love you, Baby. And I’m sorry...

Miss na miss ko na yung mga tawanan natin, jokes, travel natin.. miss ko na rin mga drama’s natin sa isa’t isa kapag nag aaway, nagsusuyuan agad.. I miss you everyday, and it’s getting harder everyday.. But i know, worth it lahat ng ‘to.. I miss your smile, lalo na kapag inaasar kita.. mapipikon ka. hahaha! Miss na miss na talaga kita. Gusto na kita, mayakap ulit.. I can’t wait to see you again.

I miss you. Imiss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you..

You are truly beautiful inside and out

New York City - June 20, 2018

No words can express how much I love you and what I feel for you. Hindi ko ma explain, sobrang mahal kita.. At kailaman hindi yun nagbago. Panahon lang naman nagbabago, Ikaw lang at ako pa rin sa huli. At alam ko hindi pa huli ang lahat. Oo, duwag ako.. pero para sa’yo gagawin ko ‘to.

Thank you sa pag iintindi mo sakin, kahit na ang hirap hirap na ng sitwasyon natin. Wala man ako sa tabi mo ngayon, para mayakap sana maramdaman mo pa rin ako, maramdaman mo kung gaano kita ka mahal.Thank you sa pag bibigay ng isnpirasyon at saya na binibigay mo sa akin. Kahit ang hirap para sa atin. Thank you for your unconditional love. Salamat sa lahat ng binibigay mo, walang katulad. Ikaw lang Rica. Thank you sa lahat. I wish you were here. I’ll see you soon! Smile kana ha? Sana masaya ka after mo basahin ‘to. Ayokong malungkot ka. Gusto ko lagi ka naka-ngiti.. Ha? Okay? I love you!!

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, baby. I LOLOLOLOLOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU :)

MAHAL NA MAHAL KITA, RICA. SOBRANG MAHAL NA MAHAL KITA. I LOVE YOU AND I MISS YOU..

-Pau :’>

#iloveyou #inspiration

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