#Hope ur doing okay….. giving you a hug and wrapping you up in blankets

[mr-urple]

hallo every nyan

Ohmaigaaawd 😧

[jakesangel]

jake comforting you because of thunders -requested

dating jake while having some sort of fear mean having unconditional comfort and love coming from him. every time he hears thunder or heaving pouring, he will always text you making sure that you are okay telling you to stay on your bed listening to music loud enough to not hear the storm. he will never let you on your own knowing that you aren't okay and he would always do his best to be there for you.

so if he is free when the storm happens, he will come over to you as fast as possible,not wanting to leave you too munch alone, w items he knows will soothe you down. he'll bring your fav snacks, his laptop, his headphones and some of his clothes he was wearing a day ago. he knows that you're listening music just like he asked you so he knows that ringing or knowing at your door is useless. that's why he had asked your keys in the past, only using it for emergencies.

finding you on the bed, just like he told you to be, he would come in front of the bed, hands waving, him facing you as u couldn't hear him. you'd try to remove your own headphones, to greet him, but he wouldn't let you, knowing the thunder sound is a huge trigger. he'd come join you in the bed, wrapping his body to yours and stroke your body softly, specially in the places he knows you'd scratch out of fear, loving them and you. he would stay close to you, until it quiets down or until you fall asleep in his arms.

when it does quiet down, enough for him to leave your bed, he would prepare his infamous ramen along your fav snacks. he would then prepare the living room, w blankets n the food he just made, bringing his laptop and his headphones. he would come back, sitting on your bed and he'd take your headphones off. my baby, come here, he says, sitting you up, you're all okay, my pretty girl, he would then add, kissing your temple, keeping you close to him. i've made you food, let's go ?

he will place you on the sofa under the blankets before going to go kitchen getting the ramen and the snacks. but he wouldn't forget to put your comfort show n make you wear his better quality headphones. he'd eat faster than you so he can free his hands from his bowl, taking you in his arms he'd even trap you under his top leg, his two arms around your body, trying to not bothering you from eating tho. he wouldn't pay attention to the movie, but more to you, kissing you or hugging you tighter, trying to make you forget about the environment surrounding you.

if luckily, the storms stops, he will stay as affectionate as he was, finally giving you his clothes to wear after you'd take a shower. but if it doesn't, he'll help you with it. he would run you a bath,if you do have one, n help you w taking off your clothes, music loudly beating on the speaker. he would keep his clothes on, only wanting to take care of you. he would give you the softest hair massage, while humming along the song. he would also worship-kiss your face, telling you soft n comforting words my pretty baby, i'm all here you don't need to be scared or pretty pretty angel, the world is too harsh for you, words laced w nothing but adoration for you.

once done, he would patiently wait, for you to wear your his clothes, in the bathroom w you to help you w your night routine. he will keep telling you sweet words and kissing you, while putting on your face cream or helping you brush your teeth. he wouldn't stop being all over you and doing things for you until you would fall asleep, so your mind can turn off, ur anxiety too.

he will feel like his duties will be accomplished, once you've peacefully fallen asleep in his arms, he'd smile to himself seeing you so prettily sleeping, kissing you alseep.

notes : hai anon, here is yours request done earlier than expected ᵎ i truly hope it was better than what u imagined n i truly wish you find a jake to take care of you that way >< i tried to add the scratch part, i hope it's alright ᵎ please lemme kno what you think in the inbox <3

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[princesachicana]

𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 pt.2

a/n: it's finally here!! how long has it been?! first things first i want to say thank you to everyone who's been rooting for this fic!! I honestly hit a huge writers block and had no motivation to write!! but all the sweet messages from people saying they enjoyed my work has made me so happy!!! SO ONCE AGAIN THANK U AND I HOPE U ENJOY!! I tried my EXTRA HARDEST SO I HOPE THIS GIVES U THE CLOSURE YALL WANTED I LOVE YOU SM! ALSO THIS IS NOT PROOF READ SO PLEASE EXCUSE ANY MISTAKES!! I JUST WANTED TO FINALLY POST FOR U GUYS!!

It took a lot out of you not to stay in bed the next morning. The softness of your bed wrapped around your body gives you some sort of comfort. But of course, staying in bed would only make you feel worse. At least if you got up it would be easier to fake happiness. To no surprise, your phone was flooded with missed calls and texts from both Steven and Belly. Of course, you only responded to belly telling her that you'll explain your reasoning for ditching your "date" with Steven later.

Why did Steven even bother leaving you so many texts last night? If you were such a bother to him? Annoying. That's what he thinks you are. And what if you never heard those disgusting things he said about you? and went on the date with him? Would he just continue to lead you on?

Steven: waiting for you by the pool.

Steven: ur late

Steven: u look pretty even though i can't even see you. pls im starving

Steven: is belly holding you hostage?

Steven: it's been 18 minutes cmon.

Steven: the guys are going to laugh at me for being stood up I'm getting nervous.

Steven: did something happen are you okay?

Steven: belly is worried as well lmk.

You laughed at the messages blinking back angry tears that threatened to fall. Gosh! he was so fake. You could only imagine how relieved he must have been to not hang out with you.

Belly: have funnnn

Belly: no funny business!!

Belly: wait where did you go?!

Belly: Steven keeps pacing back and forth waiting for u

Belly: what’s going on?

Belly: just let us know ur okay

Belly: y/n ??!?!??

Y/n: hey, something came up last night sorry I had you worried. can u come over?

Belly arrived 20 minutes later. You spent the time together watching reruns of your favorite Disney show. “Do you want to talk about it?” Belly asked after a while, noticing something was bothering you.

“I overheard the guys talking about me last night.” You fiddled with the throw blanket that was on your lap. “At first it was just them teasing Steven about our date or whatever.” You took a deep breath upset that you felt like crying. “But Steven only agreed to hang out with me…” You paused blinking back tears. Belly moved closer immediately pulling you into a hug. “He only agreed to hang out with me…so I could stop annoying him! I honestly don’t know what I did wrong?” You pulled away from belly’s arms wiping your tears that had fallen.

“Maybe I was too forward? but I just wanted to see if he felt the same way…it was dumb.” You shrugged. Belly shook her head “Nope my brother is a fucking idiot!” she stood up taking your hand in hers and pulling you up. “I won’t let you mope around all day because of him!” You sighed “I don’t even have a choice do I?” Belly laughed shaking her head. “What do you say we go to the boardwalk? Taylor’s coming in today too” she smirked.

“And maybe someone would be happy to see you I don’t know” she whispered with a grin. “What are you talking about?” You questioned. “Well you know Xavier..the one that works the lemonade stand?” You nodded your head yes. “Well, he totally has the hots for you.” You cringed at her word choice. “He does not!” You laughed. “Oh, he does! you were too busy ogling my brother last summer you didn’t notice him ogling you.” she poked your side teasingly.

“Now let’s go!”

~

“Stay still before I poke your eye out” Taylor groans finishing up your eyeliner. You were now at the Fisher’s beach house getting ready to go down to the boardwalk. You laugh pulling away “I think that’s enough…if you make my eyeliner any thicker I’d cry!” Taylor playfully pushes your head away. “Sorryyyyy i want to make Xavier fall to his knees when he sees you!” You frown when she brings that name up. Sure, Xavier was a nice guy…and he was cute…but he wasn’t Steven.

You’d always imagined Steven being your first everything. First kiss, first date, first time. It was something you’d dreamt of all this time.

“Yeah…im going to get a snack before we head out do y’all want anything?” You ask heading towards the door. Both girls gave you a sympathetic smile shaking their heads no.

As you reached the kitchen you stopped in your tracks. Steven turned from looking into the fridge. You made eye contact for about 5 seconds before you beelined for the cabinets. “Hey,” Steven broke the silence as you pulled out a granola bar. You felt the warmth of his stare and turned finding him now leaning against the counter. “Hey…” you whispered looking anywhere but his face. “So you gonna tell me what happened last night?” Steven crossed his arms around his chest.

“Just didn’t feel up for it anymore ..” You shrugged nonchalantly. “That’s it?” Steven scoffed. “Yeah…that’s it” you whispered about to walk away. “What’s going on? I’m like so confused right now.” Steven gently gripped your arm. “Nothing just forget it…it’s not like you wanted to go anyways.” you rolled your eyes. “And what makes you think that?” He muttered eyes scouring your face for the truth. “Um, I don’t know let’s see …you quite literally ignored me this entire week!” You responded sarcastically.

“I didn’t mean to. I had a lot of shit on my mind alright?” Steven uttered softly. It almost felt genuine. The words he spoke just last night almost became liquid. “Yeah like what?” You whispered eventually looking into his eyes. “You can tell me..” You spoke gently stepping into him closer. No matter how much he’s hurt you. Steven would always make you melt. “Nothing let’s just forget about it…he pulled away opening up the fridge once again.”

It was like a switch was flipped. How he went right back to that cold shoulder he had been giving you all week. “You're a fucking asshole” You spewed, already ready to walk out of the kitchen. “Where are you going?” He abruptly spoke again. “The boardwalk…you know? so I won’t annoy you here.” With that, you left a confused and remorseful Steven behind.

~

“Hey, look y/n why don’t you go get a lemonade?” Belly suggested with an eyebrow raise. Shit. you were hoping they forgot about that. “Guys I don’t feel up for this..” You pouted looking between both Taylor and Belly. “Noooo go talk to him! you look hot as fuck.” Taylor gently grabbed your face giving you a mini pep talk.

“What if Xavier wants to hang out..I cant just ditch you guys?!?” You were stalling and they knew it. “We’ll be here waiting for you” Belly smiled. “Just try to have fun alright? But hey if you don’t really want to do it …we’ll back off” She narrowed her eyes at Taylor. “No…I’ll go” You laughed giving both of them a hug “Thank you guys.i really appreciate this.” You’d definitely still be moping around in your room about Steven if it wasn’t for Belly and Taylor. They both wished you luck as you headed straight for the lemonade stand.

As soon as he spotted you. The biggest smile spread across his face. “y/n? damn, it’s been so long” Xavier greeted you with a hug. “It’s only been a year!” You playfully ruffled his curly hair that sat atop his head. “That’s way too long…I enjoy seeing pretty girls year-round.” He spoke smoothly, he definitely knew how to talk to girls. “Shut up” You laughed pushing him away with not that much force.

“I have an hour lunch break…you up for arcade games?”

~

“So…you seeing anyone?” Xavier asked as he ate a scoop of his mint chocolate chip ice cream. You thought about it for a moment. Technically no you weren’t seeing anyone. But you knew you were still hung up on Steven. A day at the boardwalk with Xavier wouldn’t change that. “It’s complicated…I guess” Xavier sighed “I've been there…it’s rough” You nodded you were curious as to what he meant but you didn’t want to be nosey.

“Hey, look they have street fighter..” Xavier smirked. “Want to go a couple of rounds?” You nodded immediately pulling him towards the game. “Mhhm loser buys the winner a funnel cake!” You suggested with a chuckle. “Ouuu im so down y/n” Xavier squeezed your hand that held his quickly striding towards the arcade game.

Just two more steps, Just two more steps and you’d be fine. The rowdy yelling completely threw you off. You stopped in place looking behind you where the voices were coming from. You had no time to move out of the way, no time to prevent this from happening.No time to stop the trio of boys that you knew all too well. Suddenly a body collided with Xavier, the force immediately making your intertwined hands lose. “Dude, what the fuck?” Xavier groaned. It was then that you snapped back into reality. Eyes wide when you noticed Xavier’s ice cream now all over his shirt.

“What’s up? how are we doing?” That voice full of humor made you scoff. Steven stood tall a smile on his face. You hated that it kind of made your heart flutter. “Steven, what is your problem?” You gestured towards Xavier’s now ice cream stained shirt. “He’ll be fine y/n it’ll wash out.” Steven laughed, but once he noticed you didn’t find this funny at all he frowned. “I’m sorry man, I just came over to say what’s up..” You ignored Steven’s apology not believing he meant it. “Hey want me to help you get cleaned up?” You asked Xavier voice full of concern.

“No.I got it…I’ll see y’all later.” Xavier spoke nonchalantly as he walked away. When he was out of eyesight you brushed past steven heading out the door.

“Y/n” Steven immediately followed behind you. His long legs make it easier for him to catch up with you. “You embarrassed me” You stopped outside the arcade, letting him pull you to the side. “Embarrassed? sorry to interrupt your little date” Steven scoffed. “It's not a date we were just hanging out, why do you care?” You groaned running your hands down your face. “Maybe because just yesterday you were supposed to hang out with me?” Steven spoke definitively.

“Oh my god, just earlier you agreed to forget about it,” you said with an eye roll. “It was dumb, stop acting like you care just go home Steven I did you a favor.” He shook his head “What are you talking about right now?” Steven pulled you in closer, one of his hands placed on your waist. The other coming to the side of your face, willing you to look at him.

“I heard you.i heard everything,” you spoke up voice hoarse. Steven’s heart carried pain at the tears that stood brimming in your eyes. The realization was clear when he made the connection. “And you know..who cares what Jeremiah and Conrad think! what hurt the most was you.” You shrieked. You hated that you were crying in front of him. You hated that when he hauled you against his chest you felt secure.

“I'm sorry baby... I'm sorry” Steven sounded voice vulnerable. Leaving kisses atop your head. “Why would you say that?” you sobbed breaking down in front of the boy who caused it. “I didn't mean any of it” Steven brought your face between his hands once again. “But you said it..it still fucking hurts Steven.”

You wiped your face getting prepared to pull away and walk back home.

“Wait, please let me talk to you.” Steven begged. “okay” you replied being prepared to cry all over again. “My head has been all fucked up..and that isn't an excuse I know” Steven looked down as if he couldn't construct the next words. “Please don't shut me out.” you pleaded gently. “I want you...i have all this time.” Steve confessed for the first time.

“—And I didn't want to fuck anything up we've..been so close all our lives if I ever messed that up I would never forgive myself.” It's as if you were dreaming, the boy you loved stood in front of you disclosing his feelings for you. “And what? this whole week of you acting cold towards me, were you trying to avoid your feelings?” Steven bobbed his head “Yes, if I lied to myself it would make lying to everyone else easier because the fucking truth is I want you so bad” You didn't tell him but at that moment you forgave him.

“And you called me the annoying one?” You giggled pushing on his chest gently. “Right now we could have been making out on the beach….but noo you had to be a brooding boy” Steven tickled your side, causing you to squirm in his arms. “Yeah, my fault can I kiss you now? been practically wanting to my whole life.” Steven threw his head back fake pouting setting one hand over his chest. You figured you'd throw his words right back at him. “You're so desperately desperate”

Steven smirked “Yeah for you? I am” Those words welcomed a whole lot of beautiful feelings. At that moment is when Steven bent down bringing his lips down onto your own. As your lips moved together, butterflies erupted in your belly. You smiled against his lips when you both needed a breath. “Hey, by the way, your not off the hook.. I'm still sort of pissed at you.” You declared pointing a finger into his chest.

“Yeah, I figured” He laughed wrapping his arms even tighter around you. “How about I make it up to you this whole week? I'm taking you out on dates…ill even get on my knees if I have to. I'm going to follow you around like a puppy.” Steven rambled on. You laughed out loud covering your mouth with your hands. “Oh, it's funny?” Steven raised an eyebrow suggestively. “Yeah, you're such a loser.” You joked.

Before Steven could respond you tugged him into another kiss. Perhaps everything wasn't one hundred percent fixed. But you and Steven were finally here together. You and Steven were finally in each other's arms that's all that mattered. You’d figure out the rest together.

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[popponn]

Hihi, im the same anon that loves ur page!!

the froggys are seriously silly :)

Anyways, can i request some hcs abt bllk boys with a reader who's going thru a depressive episode? im just goin thru stuff rn, if u can't its fine.

So, hows ur day been?

I hope you're well

have a great day! <33

byebye💖

notes: anonnie;;; i hope you are feeling better when you finally read this;;; this took so long, im sorry. i have been busy and there are lot of things going on, but i am fine thank you for asking :> and hey, a depressive episode could be tough. but you got this! okay? try to take it slow and step by step, drink water, eat food, and move around a bit. a light walk or a stretch is okay. like how the clouds always change, things will change. i hope reading this could give you a little happiness, especially when you need it.

isagi

if you are looking for someone who will listen and give practical advice without dismissing your feelings or concerns, honestly he is the one. especially as a boyfriend, you can trust him to be the one who will sit beside you on the sofa while wrapping you in the blanket. will ask you what you want to eat and the moment you decide to fight the cold hard life back, don’t worry, your isagi yoichi will be your #1 supporter! especially if you guys have spent more time in the relationship, he really is good at balancing giving comfort while still giving you trust to walk on your own. though he sometimes couldn’t 100% understand your point of view, but the sincerity in his effort to be always there for you is no joke. he promised every part of him he could give to you and he means every word of it.

bachira

who hurt his baby—he will fight it. somehow. he has this odd sixth sense when it comes to you. just with a glance, he will immediately get how down you feel and what you need. a joke and a cheer up along with many kisses? coming right up. a listener who will hug you like a koala? do you want to do that while cuddling in the bed or in public in front of his friends because he won’t hesitate honestly. just say what you want—if he must eat a cake messily like 5 year old to make you laugh then so be it. will get you out for recreation the moment he could and if he couldn’t that means it’s time for his creativity to shine (and boy does it always shine). but if the one that makes you feel down is someone, bachira is not one for violence but he could you know. if you want. (please stop him.)

rin

if you don’t cry, at best he will be an awkward listener—but a good listener nonetheless. if you cry, though, honestly he will panic. this guy is already not good with his own emotions, so you need to be clear about what you want with him. he is not the best with words though, and advice he offers is usually either “let me just fix this for you” or a straight up detached, objective one that is better offered to someone with a cool head and controlled emotion. therefore, more often than not, he opts to just listen and hold your hand. he will try to help, though, and if he can’t—at the very least you will get a really menacing guard dog who won’t let anyone mess with you while you are trying to get up. (also, go tell him to buy something. his credit card is ready and feeling like he is doing something for you is good for the both of you.)

sae

itoshi gene is harsh and he is somehow worse than his brother in this scenario. he is a naturally critical person towards anything. if you are ready to get your fault pointed out and think up a “what can i do to make this better or avoid this from happening again” go to him, but if you are looking for someone who will listen or give validation, as much as you love him, don’t. him and a terrible headspace is not a good combination. however, a direct “can you hug me?” or a “can you do something for me?” is not completely out of the question—he, after all, still cares about you. high chance he won’t ask, especially if you said you don’t want to say anything, but in this situation the softer part of him who has a hard time saying no to you truly comes out. a movie night, even if it involves the goddamned fries, would happen. he is smart enough to know when to spoil you, especially since he knows your habits and tendencies by heart.

kunigami

the sort of person who sees a hint of gloom on your face and immediately cradles it with a tenderness that no one would expect from someone with his build. he is a good, caring person by nature, if you are looking for someone to help you, he is the best choice. he can be clumsy sometimes and the words he gives to cheer you up have a high chance of being uttered with a lot of pauses in the middle—but the way he acts will probably be enough to bring a smile to your face again (and he will also smile along with you when this happen because by god you are his happiness). all those aside, high chance he can’t give advice, but he will give you top-notch cheering up—words, actions, cuddles, everything—along with genuine validation. (especially after wild card, he has seen hell. “feeling terrible” is something he understands a lot.)

kaiser

for this one i won’t sugarcoat it: jesus christ. why. is there no one else?

jokes aside, as i love to bully him a bit here, objectively—this really depends on the sort of type of person you are. if you are looking for advice or validation or a listener—not him. but if you are the sort of person who prefers a distraction or the “tough love” sort of motivation that is more scathing and heartless—borderline degrading—he is the one. out of spite, his words are probably enough to spur you into action, forgetting whatever blue feeling you have as it has turned into a red raging anger. however, a little note, believe it or not, this actually comes from a caring place in his heart. kaiser is someone with many, many harsh edges—and this comes more from “i rather see you angry and living than seeing you down without me being able to do anything” root that he rather die than say out loud.

nagi

the best you could get is a passive listener. worse you can get is a passive listener who still plays games. the worst you can get is that one scene where isagi has a legitimate concern and gets his hair pulled by this guy. another one who is better to have as a company in seeking distraction for the time than anything. but, despite how admittedly terrible he is in cheering you up with words, he truly makes it up by action when it finally hits him how down and different you are. it will take a few hours or a few days, but he will get there. afterward, expect many small sweet gestures ranging from cute gifts, your favorite snacks, et cetera. your chatroom with him will too suddenly get noisy with many cute stickers and “u ok? :x” for at least a few weeks. (also he is shameless enough to ask out loud to his teammates about what should he do with you when he realizes how stuck he is. so hey. there is that: possible extra brains if you need a solution.)

reo

common knowledge that he never shies away from using that money of his when he needs to and this is one of those situations where he genuinely considers taking you away for a trip so you can feel better near a sunny beach or a peaceful lake—you pick. if you don’t want that, however, this guy is still the best when it comes to understanding you and will be there until you give him a smile. what else do you expect from someone with a complete set of love languages? do watch out though, he is also someone who could get angry pretty quickly, especially when it involves something or someone he cares about—and this time it’s you. on a brighter note, though, this means if you are looking for someone to shit talk with, he is the one. he is a smart caring boyfriend, so talking with him during this time will do a lot of good to you. a good advice along with good validation.

bonus round:

barou — has this very awkward and unique way of cheering you up by getting you to clean the house along with him (and somehow he is less strict with you this time) and then cooking for you after; somehow always works like a charm. yukimiya — do you know all those shoujo manga perfect handsome famous sporty smart boyfriends? this is it. coming to you live. chigiri — shit-talking session that will soon move on to a pep talk that will give you every bit of confidence and drive you to need. a best friend and a boyfriend in one package. one of the people who truly knows and understands how despairing an overwhelming situation could be. karasu — will he tease you a bit like a meanie to distract you, ironically? yes. but if you need an advisor to brainstorm the best possible solution he is also the one.

[neptunescore]

hi pooks! can you write for brocedes with the random word hotel 🙈 lysm mwah mwah congrats on 600!!

Prompt word: Hotel | Pairing: Brocedes

The scene in front of him is breathtakingly beautiful.

A cacophony of blues, pinks and reds that intertwine and blur into each other, casting hues of gold into the sea as it begins it’s slow embrace of the sun.

Nico could stay here forever — watch the honeyed sunlight melt into deep waters till there's nothing left, and then wait right there as a new day passes and the cycle starts all over again — endless.

He shifts a little; his back sore from the uncomfortably-shaped balcony chair he's seated on, he knows Lewis is going to be cross with him later, is probably going to lecture him about self-care and what not, but the world champion is too tired to care about anything right now — let alone Lewis’ weird protectiveness over his health.

Nico sighs, he missed Lewis.

For all his infatuation with the sight before him, the blonde haired man would give it up in an instant if it meant having Lewis by his side again — the slow dance of blues and pinks and reds may take his breath away; but the soft golden-brown of Lewis’ skin, the infinite black of Lewis’ eyes, that— that left him with no air at all.

He’d been cooped up in this hotel room for a week now, lazily shifting between the bed and the balcony — an occasional trip outside sometimes; walking down streets shaded by never-ending trees, sitting on benches wrapped in leafy vines as he licked drops of melted ice-cream off his fingers.

Nico never wanted to leave. Wanted to spend the rest of his life like this. Didn’t even want to think about the plane ticket he’d placed in the bedside drawer.

A quiet ruffling draws the man out of his thoughts, blue eyes moving upwards as he tries to find the perpetrator of the noise.

There are two birds a few metres in front of him, brown feathers brushing against white ones, their wings stretched out and tense while loose talons tear against the clouds surrounding them. There is something wrong with the white one, it’s left wing crooked and bent, yet—

Oh. Nico’s eyes crinkle, lips curling softly. What a wonder it is, he thinks — watching where the brown sparrow had placed itself. To live. Right below the lower left side of it’s counterpart’s body. To love. Holding up the extra weight that the other could not.

“Man, what are you doing?”

The retired driver looks behind him, musings of wings and feathers vanishing immediately as a pout falls on his lips, “I missed you.”

“Nico-” A chuckle, I was gone for ten minutes.”

Nico sniffs haughtily, “ten minutes too long,” he frowns.

“Babe! I literally asked you if you wanted to come with me!”

“Yes. Well-”

“Oh shut up and come inside before the food gets cold. And don’t think I haven’t noticed how you’re sitting on that chair again.”

Nico rolls his eyes, pulling himself up and arching his back as he steps inside — groaning in pleasure as he feels a few satisfactory pops, “I want a hug.”

“Oh my god, you are so clingy.”

Yet there are arms wrapping around him instantly, blanketing him in a cocoon of warmth and love that he lets himself melt into.

“You okay, babe?” Lewis asks quietly. And Nico can feel the sincerity, the care; he can already feel the tears forming, can’t really believe that he has this now — will have this forever. Maybe.

“You won’t leave me when we go back home, will you? When the season starts? I won’t be on the grid anymore.”

“Oh Nico. I’m not going to leave you ever,” Lewis murmurs into his hair, “I know I can’t change the past few years, but that's never going to happen again, okay?”

“Yeah. Okay.” A nod, beaded braids brushing against the skin of his face, “Never again.”

Dark lips graze against his closed eyes. Nico’s grip on Lewis’ sweater tightens, a sudden lightness in his chest.

Liv!!! Finally done with this for you, and honestly, I just had to do fluff bc I have read way too much angst abt them😔✋🏽. I hope this matched ur expectations, meri jaan💗 ALSO, in the time it took me to write this, I gained a 100 (A HUNDRED😵‍💫🤭) more followers!! So the happiness just keeps going<3

I have also just given up on finding aesthetically matching pics of the drivers😭 (I scoured pinterest for an hour bfr ending up on nico's YouTube vids and taking ss's from there🙂🔫)

ANWAY, FEEL FREE TO DROP BY WHENEVER POOKS (this goes to all of you)🫶🏼😘

Divider creds to @cafekitsune as always♡

Rules and details☆°•~

[zvdvdlvr]

Hii!!

I love your work, and was just wondering if you could do headcannons for Dallas Winston dating the really happy-go-lucky Curtis sister. Her and soda are twins so she’s pretty much soda but a girl. She’s very affectionate and always needs hugs and cuddles! She is really happy and excited, but also sometimes feels like she can’t be sad or angry around people she loves.

Xx Rose

being soda's twin and dating dally HC's

-> navi. | -> outsiders masterlist

-> warnings: foul language, lil angst, FLUFF, smoking, making out, getting arrested, protective brothers, sexual scenarios (no smut)

-> reader's pronouns: she/her

-> pairings: romantic!dallas winston x reader, platonic!sodapop curtis x sister!reader

-> a/n: wait i loved this request sm!! i hope i did it justice &lt;3

{💖}

JSKSJWIDJ

the curtis's were very very very VERY hesitant for you to start dating dally

what if you broke up? would the gang have to pick sides? dally or the curtis's sister?

9no its too risky

it was only when the guys could list all the times they caught dally staring at you with a fond smile and dazed eyes did they realize his feelings for you were legit

as the oldest, darry of course had to give the 'you break her heart i'll f you up, no hesitation pal'

dally sat through it all while soda watched him intently

when you were official and shit, dear god the shit you'd do

it was like

humorously atrocious

to put it into words, two-bit's shenanigans times 5

I DISRESPECTFULLY RESPECTFULLY BELIEVE

a.) soda takes it upon himself to stay up and get all the details when you come home late from a date

b.) soda gags everytime you and dally are in an embrace for a little too long

as the 'Curtis Cuddlebug', you like to hug and be touchy because you didn't have that for some time or whatever BUT soda 13929292093929381% feels weird watching you hug dally instead of him

like,

you and soda (as twins) had the closest bond of anyone in the gang

so anytime shit hit the fan, you'd find yourself going to soda and him to you

youd gossip and shit talk and fight and do all the fun sibling tingz

but then

his heart kinda sinks when he realized he hasn't cuddled w you for a couple days

but its not like he can really say anything if youre happy

MOVING ON

shotgunning. with dallas.

MEOWMEOWPURRAWOOOOGAAA

thats when you really hash out some feelz

you'll pass the blunt back and forth, staring up at the stars (youre in dall's car bc he knows ur a sucker for watching the stars and cuddling and blah blah blah)

if you had like brought a blanket or two, dallas would a hundred percent pull you into him so he could get some lovin'

dally only likes affection coming from you and you alone argue with the fucking WALL.

some days you'll just sigh and bury your head into his chest. dally'll rub your back and smiling when you squirm to get closer to him cuz bros a little touch starved

"dally?"

"yeah?"

you sigh again. "i feel like shit sometimes. a lot actually"

this makes dally a lil worried "what?"

"soda 'n i are... happy-go-lucky, y'know? we gotta be smiling all the time, always... strong; confident," you tell him

dally's absorbing your words, wondering where tf ur going with this

"but then i realize i dont wanna be strong all the time. i know soda feels the same way i just," you sniffle lightly

dally's eyebrows? through the roof. is he uncomfortable? undoubtedly.

he isnt too comfortable with the way anyone expresses emotions tbh

but will always attempt to comfort you in any way he can

"whatchu mean, doll?"

his heart flips around when he hears you choke back a sob

"means i don' wanna always be smilin' and jokin' and not be taken seriously. i fuckin'- i need a break dall. a break from everything"

dally snuffs out his joint in an ashtray he set on the car and wraps both arms around you as you cry in his arms

he didnt know any of you felt like that

wow okay

if you stayed at his place at 'his' room he's literally heart eyes at you weari g his boxers and his a t shirt

he'd just "c'mere sweetheart lemme show you how loved you are" and pull you onto him

thats about as far as you get with him and the "L'' word

dally???talks????in?????his??????sleep???????

it's so adorable i think it was one of Dillo's works but he'd be a mumbly and clingy and HOLY FU

where can i get one?

back to sussy soda

he's happy for you. he really is

but dallas is snatching up his best friend, sibling, and cuddle bug from right under his nose

soda's pretty protective idgaf

you'd still have ur gossip sessions, but soda still feels bizarre when you're with him

something changed when you and dally started dating

if (IF) dally proposed

it'd be casual

like im talking

dq date, in the middle of drinking a shake he'd pull up with

"marry me doll?"

YESS MA'AM

dally is highkey afraid of rejection, now that he's so involved with you

but you smother him in kisses to prove otherwise

i cant

i

sorry but i cant get the visual of tired!dally out of my head

specially tired!hammered!clingy!dally

he'd attatch himself to your waist when he's 🤏🏼 that close to passing out because even absolutely hammered, he knows youll take care of him

absolutely refuses to let yoy pay bail for him when he gets arrested

but dont expect him to pay bail for you either bc bro kinda poor

he'd prolly just do smth to be in the slammer with you

#couplegoals

but you will 110 percent be getting the Disappointed Look™️ from darry

soda would point and laugh

pony would just shake his head with a knowing smile

once again:

where can i get one???

[thehistoriangirl]

Since ur doing blurbs too👀 TRICK OR TREAT! SURPRISE ME🤍🩶🖤

Yesssss, okay bestie, this is ur trick and treat :3

Hope you like it!

The Sweeter Trick

Viktor x gn!Reader----626 words---SFW

Summary: You have more than one trick under your sleeve to convince Viktor to go to bed.

Tags: Established Relationship | Domestic Fluff |

The clock had chimed midnight by now, its ticking the only company Viktor had while working on his new project.

Between the scribble of his pencil dragging among calculations and messy blueprints filled with fragments of eraser, Viktor heard the muffled rhythm of your feet against the wooden floor of the hallway. 

“Vitya…” you said, voice groggy; your figure almost shapeless with the oversized fluffy robe of your pajamas, almost like a cloak.

Viktor hummed turning to fully see you after settling his pen down, still comparing two equations to localize where the calculation had gone wrong. “Yes, my love?”

You sat in the armrest of the couch, leaning your body against the outline of the couch to rest your head against his. “Can you stay with me until I fall asleep?” you uttered, your fingers fidgeting with the hem of your shirt. “I’m scared.”

He sighed, pretending to be annoyed for the interruption, though you could hear the smile in his voice. “I told you not to watch that horror movie at night, dove.”

“But today’s the day to watch them!”

“It was,” he pointed out, always the smarty-pants. “It’s past midnight now. You should be in bed.”

“Please, Vikky, Vikky,” you said, pouting and giving him your best puppy eyes. "I'll fall asleep quick."

You saw his eyes flickering as he pondered his options; for once, the crouched position in the couch had given him a sore back, though he also wanted to keep going with his project before any idea could slip off his mind.

“I suppose I can take a small break,” he said, his muscles protesting when he stood up, a groan accompanying his stretches. 

He took the cane, pushing the four empty coffee cups at the center of the table to not knock them over as he passed from the living room to where you were standing in the middle of the dim hallway.

“Come, my love, let’s get you to bed,” he said, going straight to the bedroom where you had already prepared the bed in case Viktor went to sleep with you in his own will, unsuccessfully. Until now, that is.

Your boyfriend tucked you into bed, using your reflexes before he could scoop away, pulling him by the lapel of his shirt so he had no choice but to lay next to you with a sigh. 

Viktor called your name, almost naggingly. Though the sound stopped when you hugged him, making him the little spoon.

“Alright, you have your teddy bear, now go to sleep,” you heard him mumble, his breath drawing goosebumps in the crook of your neck. 

“A very handsome teddy bear,” you said, and he chuckled. 

“Goodnight, my love,” Viktor answered, his lips brushing your neck though his tone was more like a memorandum about you falling asleep than a proper goodbye. 

You looked down at him, his pale skin from days to not have gone to a walk outside, the purple eyebags under those striking golden eyes. 

Taking in his scent, of coffee and ink and citric, you kissed his forehead, bathing him in your warmth and dimming the lamp so the room was barely lit enough to see the pale skin peeking under his baggy night shirt, the hollow ends of his hipbone under the hem of his pajamas. 

When you finished taking him in, you heard Viktor’s snores filling the room, his chest moving a soothing and even motion. 

Smiling that your tactic worked, you slipped one hand toward the end of the blanket, wrapping it around his body as he scooped closer to you, his right leg climbing to rest in your thigh. 

“Goodnight, my love,” you said against his hair, nuzzling into his presence as you too, fell asleep. 

[kiriwiwii]

hihi hello!! i just found ur blog and i really enjoy your writing <3 can i request kaoru and rei with an s/o who's scared of thunder and lightning? tysm!! pls take your time and have a good day/night ^^

a/n: im sorry this took so long🥲 i literally started this the next day you sent the request but i got sick and i was so busy all week i couldn't finish it. this is kind of a scenerio?? but also headcanons? idk but i hope you enjoy it 😭❤️

|| Kaoru and Rei With a S/O Who's Scared of Thunder ⋆ ★

► Rei Sakuma

now, imagine: you're in rei's house, in a dark gothic room. it's filled with big bookshelves, and ornate chandeliers are hanging from the high ceiling. you're sitting on the dark-coloured couch, trying to warm yourself in front of the large fireplace with a cozy fire crackling in the hearth.

as you're sitting there alone, waiting for your claimed-to-be-a-vampire boyfriend to come and bring you a cup of coffee, you see a lightning strike through the window, followed by a big loud thunder.

a little scream comes out of your mouth, while the rain starts to pour heavily. you call out rei's name, but can't hear his answer because of the storm that just started.

you try to comfort yourself by wrapping your body with a blanket, but as the thunder gets louder and the rain gets heavier, the lights in the room start flickering.

with the fear surrounding your body, you feel a hand reaching to your shoulder, just about to touch you.

right before you let out yet another scream, you turn your face around just to see your dear boyfriend, smiling at you.

"oh my dear, are you afraid? sorry to keep you waiting, but i am here now. there is nothing to be scared of."

seeing rei's face already gives you comfort. he slowly sits near you, wrapping his arms around your body. you put your head on his chest, letting him gently stroke your head.

feeling his touch gives you a sense of warmth and protection. rei feels so safe to be around. you feel like the storm outside can't reach you, can't hurt you.

whenever a situation like this happens, rei usually prefers cuddling with you until the storm ends. while he hugs you tightly, he likes to chat. perhaps about your fear, so he can help you overcome it but if his beloved one doesn't want to talk about it, then that's fine. he still finds a way to make you feel comfortable.

no matter what he talks about or what he says, hearing his beautiful, soothing voice is enough for your fears to vanish away.

► Kaoru Hakaze

this time, you are both going on a walk outside, having a date. kaoru kindly holds your hand and listens to you telling him all about your day. the way he looks at you... the warmth of his gaze is enough to see how much he is in love with you.

in fact, he is so in love that he didn't even see the dark clouds coming your way in the sky.

while you guys keep walking, you feel your hair getting wet. you look at kaoru, he looks at you.

and you hear a big loud thunder.

you frightenedly jump at kaoru, hugging him so tightly that he doesn't know if he got scared because of the thunder or you.

he quickly takes off his jacket, holding it up above your head so the rain won't affect you. you both run to the nearest indoor area and start waiting for the thunderstorm to cease.

while kaoru apologises countless times for his mistake, -not checking the weather before taking you out on a date- you look at him, very disappointedly, and start to walk away. leaving him just standing there 🧍

and thaaaaaat's what kaoru was afraid you would do, but of course you didn't ^^

whenever you both run into a storm, kaoru knows you're afraid so he tries to distract you in the best way possible. he takes out his headphones so maybe you can calm down listening to music. or he sings to you, a calming melody or a song you enjoy. anything to make you feel okay.

he holds you close, giving you a gentle kiss on the lips. "don't worry" he says, "i am here with you."

kaoru is a loving, affectionate boyfriend. he wants you to feel safe with him, he wants you to know that you're loved and he won't ever leave your side.

[ssourcandiess]

hiya there! i wanted to ask if you could write a fic about yuma? idk but something about yuma cuddling me on my period as its raining outside makes me feel so giddy😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫anyways. Love ur fics, and you can take all your time💗love

ello anon thank you for the request! i hope you’ll like it hehe ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

my request box is now open!! so fell free to send me some reqs! ;D

pairing: bf! yuma x f!reader

genre: fluff :3

word counts: 0.4k

warning: reader having a period cramps

"Hey," Yuma greeted warmly, gently opening the door to your bedroom.

"Hey..." you replied, making space on your bed for him.

You and Yuma were supposed to have a special date at the aquarium, which he had planned excitedly. But, things didn't go as planned because you had period cramps, which made you feel really upset. You knew Yuma was looking forward to the date, and canceling it made you feel guilty. However, being an understanding boyfriend, Yuma decided to come to your apartment to take care of you and spend the day together.

"I'm sorry. I had to cancel our date last minute; these period cramps are killing me."

Yuma shook his head, "It's okay," he said as he sat down beside you. "I don't want to see you in pain."

"I know, but I still feel bad. You've been wanting to visit the aquarium since a long time ago," you sigh, feeling a mix of guilt and disappointment.

"Y/N, it's okay. We can always go there anytime," he reassured, planting a comforting kiss on your forehead. "Besides, it's raining now, so isn't it better to stay home? We can have a date here – watch your favorite movie, cuddle, and enjoy each other's company."

A small, happy smile lit up your face. You often think about how lucky you were to have him as your boyfriend. You appreciated how he understood you and always wanted to make sure you were okay. He really knew how to make you happy, and that made you like him even more. It wasn't just having a boyfriend; it was having someone who cared a lot and always tried to make your days better.

Yuma joined you when he finally saw you smile again. You rested your head on his chest, closed your eyes, it felt like a warm and comforting hug. He gently patted your back, making sure you felt super comfy and cozy. It felt really nice being close together, almost like being wrapped in a warm, fuzzy blanket. The soft rubbing and the comforting feeling made you forget about everything else for a moment, just enjoying the warmth and closeness.

"If you need anything, just say so, alright? I'll do it for you," he whispered, giving the top of your head a little kiss. As the raindrops tapped on the window, both of you felt better being together, turning a sad day into a cozy and intimate moment.

[cupidjyu]

hihi!! i love ur writing so much and wanted to make a request!! whenever u have the time i’d appreciate some college bf haknyeon <33 maybe something like coming home to him after a stressful day :-) thank u ily !!!

you're my priority

haknyeon x reader (request tysm anon <333)

genre: hugs, hurt/comfort ish?, cuddles in bed, caring haknyeon !!! notes: HEEYY tysm for requesting this was very comforting to write!! i hope you enjoy it he is such a softie word count: 0.9k

you yawned, reaching for your keys to open the door. the hallway was oddly bright, making your heart pound more. your eyes felt droopy as you struggled to put the key into the lock, missing multiple times. 

putting it simply, your day was a bad one. you had two exams that day which you weren’t sure you had done well in. and then, after those early morning exams, you had to study more for the next one. but of course, it began to rain, and you had forgotten your umbrella. so you were stuck in a building, unable to move until the rain let up.

you opened the door with a loud sigh, dropping your bag tiredly on the floor. usually, you’d put it away neatly, but as of now, all you wanted was him.

you shuffled over after taking off your shoes, over to where haknyeon was at the desk where he was hunched over his laptop. he seemed to be studying for an exam.

he heard you enter the room even through his earphones. he quickly took them off and began to stand up from the chair. but first, he had to stretch, letting out a small sound while doing so.

before he could turn around, you walked behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, bringing him into a back hug. you immediately felt your body relax against his, melting in his familiar warmth.

he hummed quietly, glancing at you over his shoulder with a gentle smile.

“well, this is new,” he mused.

you could only hum, still feeling incredibly tired. he let you hug him for quite some time, staying still so you could tighten your hold on him and bury your face into his back. you peacefully enjoyed the familiar scent of his hoodie, pressing as close as possible.

as softly as he could, he turned around so he was facing you. looked up at him with droopy eyes. he smiled, brushing your hair lightly with his fingers before wrapping his own arms around you as well, hugging you tightly.

“is everything okay?” he asked, his face slightly worried.

you nodded, slowly.

“yeah,” you whispered. “just quite a stressful, tiring day. nothing much.”

“mhm, i see,” his eyes were soft as he looked at you. “must have been hard for you. come,” he took your hand in his, leading you somewhere else. “i’ll go take care of you from now on.”

you paused, not wanting to burden him, “you don’t have to…”

he shook his head, reassuring you with a charming grin that seemed to brighten the whole room. 

“i want to.”

and so, first, he prepared a warm bath for you, laying out everything for you. he urged you into the bathroom, letting you take your sweet time. 

when you were done, he led you to the bed, making you lie down. you could feel your limbs sink into the mattress. you looked around. you could see he had arranged a few things. a cup of water on the nightstand, the pillows were fluffed, and your favorite calming music was playing on his laptop.

you couldn’t help but smile at the amount of effort he put into taking care of you. you climbed into the blankets, waiting for him to come back. but then, you just remembered that you hadn’t put moisturizer on your face. so you tried to stand up but haknyeon had just entered the room. 

“why are you getting up?” he asked.

“i need to-” you pointed at the bottle of moisturizer.

“ah,” he acknowledged. he grabbed it and brought it you. you expected him to give it to you but instead, he put a small amount in the palm of his hand.

“wha- you don’t have to…” you blushed. but he ignored you, his smooth fingers, gently applying them to your face. he smiled at you with adoring eyes, making you shy away more.

after, he stood up to take off his hoodie to reveal a simple t-shirt. you stared at him confused.

he giggled, “since you like the hoodie so much.” he handed it to you. you immediately broke out into a smile, taking it and putting it on. it was larger on you. he giggled even more at how cute you were, his hand coming to your cheek to pinch it briefly.

“want anything to eat or drink?”

you shook your head, no. you actually wanted to cuddle him, hug him, and snuggle up to him. but, you were so tired that you messed up your words severely.

“i want you.”

he immediately widened his eyes, letting out a surprised, “oh.”

you started to panic, at your horrific choice of words. you were about to deny it before he interrupted you.

“why of course,” he silenced you. he practically jumped into the bed with you, his arms coming around you to pull you into a cuddle. his legs were tucked under yours, enveloping you in comfort. you sighed, snuggling closer, your eyes beginning to close.

but then they shot open.

“hey.”

he shifted, “mm?”

“don’t you have to study for an exam right now though?”

his arms around your body only tightened more.

“least important thing as of right now,” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. soon enough, you couldn’t fight the exhaustion as you fell asleep, safe in his arms.

just before he joined you to sleep, he kissed you all over your cheek, smiling at how cute you looked.

[senilewhispers]

Pretty privilege is real

I'm not going to wreck chaos with the *Body positivity* and *be you * and *love yourself* shit. Relax.

( Note : I would just like to state my feelings without imposing any opinions.)

So yeah. It's real. Being pretty. And by pretty I'm talking about Slim, snatched waist, decent breasts( medium to large depending on individual tastes) , tall for guys ( not girls, they look weird) , Broad shoulders, jawline etc etc etc.

It's like a list of expectations that stretches more than an elastic rubber band. And it hurts and stings more when it is pulled.

Yes I know I have some physical discrepancies that I PERSONALLY would like to Modify but making it the only thing about me is not right. It encourages those raging demons in my head that laugh and snicker at my flaws. They pass comments, whispering in each other's ears as I walk down the aisle, fuelling rumours and absolutely driving me to the brink of destruction. That shit hurts. Really. Because u realise in those moments that u cannot find love. And to all those self love hypocrites with perfect body and money, don't try to come at me. Broadcasting ur PERFECT life in my face and expecting me to give up on my expectations from life just because they aren't exactly body postive and slay queen type shit . Sorry girl, not happening.

I want a person. Who is mine. Who I can hug tightly and weep in their arms. I can scream and fight and kiss and gaze at the stars with them. I want that kind of a person. Who loves me. Completely. Truly. Forever. But the harsh realities of finding love drown u and squeeze every last ounce of hope from u.

I want those eyes . That shine with the radiance of the moonlight. I want them to gaze at me . So that I can flaunt that I was loved by a celestial body. I want those eyes to comfort me. Wrap me in a warm blanket, make hot chocolate and watch sitcoms with me. I want those eyes to look for me in the crowd desperately. And in a room full of interesting, pretty people that give me a complex, still choose to look at me. Me. Just me.

But U gOtTa LoVe UrSeLf FIrst SiS. Yes thanks for letting me know.

I will. But at times those demons get the worst of me. And they inflict scars that can never heal. And ghouls that possess my soul. Making me do horrible things to myself. So yes I need to love myself first but at times my tears beg for just one person to tell me that they love me and that it is going to be okay.

[sga-owns-my-soul]

Pllllllsssss elaborate on fixing Rodney/making him worse I'm obsessed

i hope ur ready bc this is Long! (i'm obsessed too tbh)

rodney mckay is an incredibly interesting character. he's loud mouthed and arrogant and a massive dick. but also, so much of that is so clearly a defence mechanism?? we don't know a ton about rodney's childhood but we do know that the few times he was excited about a hobby (like being in beavers or playing piano) he was shot down (being asked to leave or told he was too clinical) we also know that his family life was. Not Great. he says in tao of rodney that his father always sided with his sister and blamed him for the lights being left on (and other things implied) ((there's also the separate issue of them insisting on calling him meredith but that doesn't really tie into this point it's just another reason for why his childhood was garbage)) so you take this child prodigy who is advancing so far beyond his TEACHERS as a kid that he doesn't have a chance of figuring out how to talk to his peers without a proper support system, and the few times he tries hes basically told he's Not Good Enough, and then you add No Emotional Support, and you're bound to get a guy who's Shit at People Skills.

so you take all of this, you add years of peers stealing his work (i'm sure he was taken advantage of SO OFTEN as a baby in the industry) and people attacking his personality and you've got this hurt little kid who's grown into a hostile grump bc it's the only protection he's been able to find. we see this so clearly in 48 hours, rodney is so excited to meet sam and show off his value knowledge to her and he's immediately and repeatedly shot down and each time he grows more hostile. (he's literally trying to save their lives and they banish him for it like yeah he was an asshole but he was TRYING OKAY)

rodney mckay is a hurt man who just needs to be hugged and told he's loved and valued and cared for. I COULD FIX HIM!!!! i could offer him so much love and care and support!!!! this poor baby needs to be wrapped up in a blanket and swaddled and cuddled until his inner child is healed and then get a nice kiss on the forehead and tucked into a warm cozy bed!!!!! he just needs someone to give him a chance and he'll try so hard for you!!!! (see: rodney and his team)

and then, the flip side

this man is a GARBAGE human. he is so fucking arrogant and egotistical and practically the definition of a god complex and he is SO FUCKING HOT. he destroyed 5/8 of a solar system and i would be standing there cheering him on like "babe that's so sexy it wasn't even inhabited so it's fine let's go find more planets for you to blow up with that big sexy brain of yours" BC ITS HOT. rodney is capable of SO MUCH and he would be the hottest fucking crazy mad scientist villain ever. he rewrote the damn timeline, there's nothing that man can't do and i would convince him hes right and perfect and correct and sexy through every terrible horrible awful decision bc i love me a terrible awful man. i would stroke his ego and fuel it so much he would go insane with it and i would encourage him Every Step Of The Way

[smolla-than-a-bug]

hmMMmM been thinking about how tokrev boys would be like to cuddle or just them hugging the reader after a long exhausting/draining day,, like that's what i really need rn >//////<

tokrev boys cuddling you after a long day

ft. mitsuya, mikey, draken, wakasa, shinichiro

[ navi | tokrev m.list ]

content — gn!reader

notes — hey bestie hope ur doing good huhu sending hugs :< i wrote this up just for u and me ! get some rest today <3

⚜️ MITSUYA tucks you in his chest, shaking his head to himself and playfully reprimanding you for not taking better care of yourself. His hugs are soft. It’s like being engulfed by brand new sheets and a big duvet, and he knows you really need him when your grip on him becomes tighter. At that, he’ll lead you to the sofa since you’re too tired to wash up and spoon you from behind. It’s not long before you’re both asleep, and when you wake up, he’ll have something cooked for you already.

⚜️ MIKEY finds you laying on the floor, contemplates for a bit, sits down beside you, then brings your upper body to lean against him. He knows you probably don’t want to get up anytime soon, so he gets comfortable on the ground. He has his limbs hooked around you, and he cradles you in the crook of his arm as though you were a baby. He’ll silently play with your fingers until you decide that you’re all charged up and ready to stand again.

⚜️ DRAKEN sees your exhaustion the minute you step in through the door, and with no hesitation, he gives you the biggest bear hug you’ve ever gotten in your entire life. You haven’t even made it entirely through the doorway before he does this. He’s basically supporting all your weight too, and you’re glad that he does because you feel like you’ll collapse at any minute. You stay like that, safe in his arms, for as long as you want to be held. He won’t let go of you until you’re absolutely sure that you’re okay. (I know he gives the warmest hugs.)

⚜️ WAKASA drapes himself across your body on the sofa. He’ll put his entire weight on you, which oddly feels pretty comforting, and rest his head on your chest, on your shoulder, or on your stomach—as long as he has you pinned under him as close as possible. He’ll put your hands on his head to play with his hair like you always do in the hopes that your mind takes this time to cool off. He’ll keep you there for as long as he likes and might even fall asleep on you.

⚜️ SHINICHIRO carries you to bed with the intention of wrapping you in his clothes, covering you both in the fluffy blankets, and shielding you from the world. He cups your face and whispers for you to let yourself rest, to allow him to take care of you. He brushes your hair behind your ear so he can see you more clearly, then pulls you closer against his body so he can wrap his arm protectively over you. He wants to repel the existence of anything else, so in that moment, it’s just you and him.

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[dangerehrenn]

hiiii! hope you’re having a good day <3 can i request knoxville hcs (or all the jackass guys) for when reader is having a bad day?? love u n your writing!!

hi!! i’m sorry this took me a while to do <3 i hope you like this! thank you for liking my writing ily

if people want hcs of this for the rest of the guys lmk!

johnny when you have a bad day

he’s so concerned about you

like just in general never mind when you’re having a bad day

but when you have a bad day nothing else matters to him

he’ll abandon everything he’s doing when he finds out

because he must make you feel better

will tell you shitty jokes

will taze jeff

will throw a fake snake at bam

just to try and make you smile

if that doesn’t work then he’ll be more sentimental when trying to cheer you up

he’ll sit and talk with you about what’s on your mind

he’ll offer advice and if you don’t want advice he’ll just listen

he’s such a good listener

and don’t worry about him telling anyone

he wouldn’t betray your trust like that, he couldn’t think of anything worse

if you say yes to wanting advice, you’re gonna get some of the best advice ever

he has a solution to almost everything

and if he doesn’t have a solution u bet ur ass he’s going to find one for you just to make your day better

if you don’t want to talk

he’ll offer a hug

and he gives the best hugs ever

it’ll be one of those hugs that you never want to end, him wrapping his arms around you like he doesn’t want to ever let you go

your head on his chest while his arms wrap around you, a security blanket, blocking out all negative feelings

if you don’t want to talk and you don’t want comfort

he’ll just sit with you in a comfortable silence

keeping you company

he’ll sit near you but not too close in fear of making you overwhelmed

he’s so scared of making your day worse

poor guy

and he’ll make everyone be nice to you

if they even think about pranking you after you’ve told him you’re having a bad day

they’re gonna get an earful

maybe a punch or two depending on the situation

he won’t let you out of sight until he knows you’re going to be okay

when you tell him he’s helped your bad day become a good day the look on his face is amazing

his gorgeous grin spreading across his face, relieved he helped you

i need a knoxville in my life

[xutokawa]

hey!! how are you? i just read your angst posts (atsumu and oikawa) and i just LOVED IT!!! ur writing is so good!! so i was hoping if you could write the same scenario but for kuroo and sakusa (if you don’t write for him thats okay just kuroo?) but like at first they don’t really care that their s/o left but after a month (and like it’s your 2 years anniversary) he realizes how much he fucked up when he realizes he won’t evee celebrate it with you again. btw i don’t really care about pronouns but if you could do gender neutral it would be great!! thank you so much!!! hope you have a nice day

pairings: kuroo x reader, sakusa x reader

genre(s): fluff to angst, cheating

warnings: langauge, cheating, allusions to smut

wc: 1.9k

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a/n: thank you for the request! sorry it’s taken me a bit longer to write! life got in the way, but im back to writing! and ofc i’ll write for sakusa!! fjsklfj words can’t describe how much i love this prompt, i just love making boys suffer and regret, and delayed regret is just so *chefs kiss* i didnt exactly follow the prompt for sakusa, but i still hope you enjoy!

atsumu and oikawa ver.

osamu and iwazumi ver.

suna and bokuto ver.

akaashi and hinata ver.

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Kuroo

You saw the signs ages before you actually found out. Longer nights out, shorter phone calls, the lack of physical affection. You knew Kuroo was slowly slipping from your grasps, and you had no idea how to fix it. Your heart broke a little more every time he came home with alcohol on his breath, ignoring your attempts to take care of him.

The distance only grew when the college semester started again. You’d wake up to an empty bed and go to sleep in an empty bed. Your texts and calls went ignored, and the only responses you got were, “sorry, babe. busy w hw.”

Your last straw was when he actually came home before 10pm. Happiness filled your senses as you heard his keys jiggle in the doorknob to reveal your boyfriend. It felt like ages since you’ve last seen him, and you immediately rushed into his arms for a hug. That happiness, however, was soon crushed when he smelled of someone else. Artificial fragrance filled your nostrils as soon as you wrapped your arms around him. That’s when you knew, instead of spending his nights with you, he was with another. 

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“Kuroo, show me your back,” you said, not meeting his eyes.

“What? Why?” Kuroo asked back.

“I know it's over. I know what we have is dead, but I need proof. I need something to confirm that I’m not going insane” you replied, tears beginning to pool in your eyes. You had seen a little under his shirt when he reached up to grab a plate from the top shelf. Tears began pricking your eyes thinking about your boyfriend cheating on you.

Kuroo finally understood. Silently, he stood up, taking off his shirt, turning around to reveal what you knew all along. Evidence of his late night escapades laid evident on his back. 

You couldn’t help the sob that escaped your mouth. It hurt, knowing you weren’t enough to keep the man you love interested in you. Your heart shattered at the thought of Kuroo indulging in someone else’s body, giving them his love and affection while you waited in your shared bed, attempting to replicate his warmth with blankets and pillows.

“I’m sorry,” Kuroo whispered, “I didn’t mean to drag it out this long.” His words sent knives into your heart.

“Me too,” you meekly replied before standing up, heading towards your shared bedroom. You found yourself wondering when it all went wrong as you began to gather some belongings. When did Kuroo realize he was losing feelings? His voice broke you out of your thoughts.

“It wasn’t your fault, y’know?” Kuroo said from the doorway, “Feelings fade, it just sucks that it happened to us.” Numbly, you nodded, unable to form a reply.

“I’ll come back later for everything else,” you said, finally facing him as you headed for the doorway, “Thanks for everything, Kuroo.” 

The former middle blocker didn’t understand why his heart ached watching you leave your once shared apartment. He knew he didn’t have feelings for you anymore. The excitement of your relationship had long left Kuroo, so why did he feel the need to take you into his arms?

Over the next few days, Kuroo grew increasingly unsettled. He often found himself searching for your face on campus, hoping he would bump into you. Unconsciously, he would reach out every morning for your sleeping figure only to realize you weren’t there. It was the little things that reminded Kuroo of you. His mind would wander back to the first time he saw you in a coffee shop, brows furrowed as you attempted to solve your chemistry homework. Walking past the strawberries in the grocery store reminded him of the taste of your strawberry chapstick when he kissed you. He couldn’t understand why you continued to fill his thoughts.

It wasn’t until a rage of jealousy consumed Kuroo when he saw you walking across campus with another guy that he realized, maybe his own feelings betrayed him.

That’s why Kuroo was wallowing in a storm of regret on what would’ve been your second-year anniversary. The former spiker attempted to find comfort in a bottle of gin, memories of your one-year anniversary flashing through his mind, your smiling burning bright in his memories. Regret consumed Kuroo as he picked up the key you dropped off last week after taking the remainder of your belongings, twirling it in his fingers.

God, he felt so stupid. How could he ever think that he would fall out of love with you? Everything about you screamed perfection, and Kuroo thought, maybe he betrayed himself knowing he would never be good enough for your perfection.

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Sakusa

Excitement bubbled in your stomach as you walked towards the stadium. You were going to surprise your boyfriend after his game. Previously, you told Sakusa that you’d be unable to attend his away game, work taking priority over his volleyball game. While he was disappointed, the wing spiker understood, kissing your forehead before he left for the next few days. While you weren’t lying about your workload, you unexpectedly finished it early. It was Atsumu who suggested for you to surprise him after the Black Jackal’s game.

Recently, you felt a rift grow between you and Omi. You just chalked it up to be from the high demands of both of your jobs, holding out hope that your relationship was fine. Despite that, his unenthusiastic ‘love you’s and general coldness towards you still cast a shadow of doubt on your relationship.

The roar of the stadium filled your ears as you walked in, the adrenaline from the game evident in the air. You made it for the end of the game, hoping to catch Omi as he was leaving. Finding a seat in a corner, you waited as fans began filing out of the stadium. Once everything had died down, you called Atsumu.

“Hello?” Atsumu picked up.

“Hey, ‘Tsumu, where is everyone?” You asked as you stood up and began wandering around.

“We’re all in the locker rooms. Most of us finished changing and we’re about to head out. Do you wanna come with?” Atsumu replied. You could hear the shouts of Bokuto and Hinata in the background, still high off the adrenaline from their victory.

“It’s okay,” you laughed into the phone, “I don’t think I’ll be able to keep up with Bokuto and Hinata’s energy tonight.”

“Well, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to call me tonight,” Atsumu replied, worry laced through his voice.

“Of course, Tsumu, thank you. Is everyone in there decent right now? Can I just walk in?” you asked the setter, making your way towards the locker room.

“Some of us are shirtless, but everyone’s good,” Atsumu replied, “Are you coming in right now?”

“Yeah, I’ll see you in a bit, Tsumu!” you replied cheerfully, approaching the men’s locker room.

Your previous cheerfulness faded away as soon as you opened the door. Standing in front of you was your boyfriend. His back was turned, fumbling with something in his locker, giving you the perfect view of the harsh scratch marks on his upper back.

“O-omi,” you choked out, “wh-what is this?”Sakusa whirled around at the sound of your voice, surprise and a hint of panic settling onto his features.

“Y/n! What are you doing here,” Sakuasa replied in shock, quickly forcing a shirt over his head.

“I- I just wanted to surprise you, Omi did you cheat on me?” you choked out, eyes welling up with tears. The other members in the locker room grew silent as they finally understood the situation at hand.

“Look, y/n, I’m sorry,” Sakusa sighed out, “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this.” The spiker awkwardly scratched his neck before continuing, “I wanted to do it in private, but seeing you already found out, I’ll just say it now. I don’t really feel the sparks with you anymore, y/n, I’m thinking it would be best if we ended things here”

Your world started crumbling around you as you processed his words. Eyes frantically searching his face, you saw nothing but sheepish guilt. A spark of anger flared in your chest. “That doesn’t give you the right to cheat on me, Kiyoomi,” you raised your voice, pain flaring in your eyes, “at least give me the common decency of breaking up with me before you decide to fuck someone else!”

“I said I was sorry, y/n. I can’t control my feelings for you, it’s just unlucky that I lost feelings for you,” Sakusa replied. You felt your heart shatter in your chest as you stared at the man you love. Truth be told, Sakusa had started to feel different around you. Butterflies no longer raged in his stomach at the sight of your smile. Instead, the spiker had begun to feel bored, finding himself too comfortable around you. He longed for the feeling of passion again.

“Omi, that was a bit harsh,” Atsumu stepped in, coming to your side.

“Butt out, Tsumu,” Sakusa rolled his eyes.

Your mind blocked out the rest of their conversation, eyes trained on the tiled floor in front of you. Embarrassment flooded your senses as you came to realize his entire team now knew you were cheated on. You wanted nothing more than to leave, to escape the pressing walls of the locker room, to escape from Sakusa’s gaze. Your heart clenched knowing he no longer reciprocated your feelings for him.

Silently, you tugged at Atsumu’s pinky finger. Immediately, he turned his attention to you, worry filling his gaze.

“What is it, y/n?”

“I-,” your voice caught in your throat, “need to leave.” Atsumu looked on at you, taking in your feeble, broken figure.

“Alright, y/n, don’t worry, I got you,” Atsumu attempted to comfort you, before turning to his teammates, tension filling the room. “You guys go on first, I’ll take y/n back to her hotel first.” His gaze lingered on Sakusa as he addressed the room, an indecipherable emotion filling his eyes.

That night, Atsumu never made it out with his teammates. Instead, he cradled your sobbing figure as he attempted to calm you down. You were internally grateful for Atsumu. His comforting embrace was soothing, eventually falling asleep in his arms, unaware of how his heart was beating a little faster than normal.

The absence of your presence didn’t go unnoticed by Sakusa. The spiker couldn’t figure out why he felt disappointment when he came home to an empty apartment. He couldn’t understand why he missed watching your dancing figure in the kitchen, or why he immediately thought to send you a funny post he saw on Instagram. Sakusa attempted to fill the empty void you left in your shared bed with strangers, but nothing ever felt the same. It frustrated Sakusa, knowing he was the one who cheated, the one who broke things off between the two of you, so why did he feel jealousy rise in his chest when he saw pictures of you and Atsumu together on his social media? Why did it pain him so much to watch you smile so brightly next to someone who wasn’t him?

The spiker didn’t realize that the reason he felt that way was because he never fell out of love with you. He didn’t realize his mistake until he watched you walk down the aisle, looking more radiant than he’s ever seen. Sakusa desperately missed your touch, the loving gaze you once held for him. He watched as you gazed at the man standing at the altar, love and passion burning in your irises. Sakusa felt the pit in his stomach deepen as you said your vows to another man. The realization hit him as he watched you put a wedding band on the same hands that set him countless balls. He was still in love with you.

[honeymaki]

anon said: hi kitty !! hope ur day is great and you’re staying well hydrated <3was just thinkin of firefighter hange zoe saving u from a big house fire and in return, they bring u home and rail u on their soft sofa. ofc they provide u with some camomile tea to soothe ur throat after all the screaming and a warm bubble bath🥺(btw, this is the same anon that sent you the commander hange thougt and i luvved ur little thirst !!)

Parings: Hange Zoe x fem!reader

Warnings: mention of fire, mention of slight injury, oral, fingering, multiple orgasms.

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: yeah...this accidentally turned into something a bit longer also m not sure how much I like it:(

The don’t know you, not truly, not really; all you do is walk your dog past the station every day. But, you say hello, you wish them good afternoon, you let your sweet little dog waddle over and say hi too. Sometimes, they're washing the truck in a tight white t-shirt and those brown trousers all firefighters wear, and you are a bit weak at the knees for the suspenders that sit tight and heavy over their wide, broad shoulders.

But what makes Hange feel like they know you the most is the fact that you’re happy whenever you see them; you wave and you chirp, and your dog gets far too overexcited for you to control, dragging you across the road with a wagging tail and a big, slobbery smile. 

However, when the call comes in, when the street sounds a bit too familiar and the apartment block bears a name that tickles something in the back of their mind; Hange dreads what they might see upon arriving at the scene. The fire was only small, something electrical, some silly stone students in the flat below you and Hange nearly crumples to the ground when they find you sat in the backdoor of an ambulance, cuddling your teary dog. You’re stained with soot and smoke and clearly upset and shaken, bottom lip wobbling and telling the police officer everything that was in your apartment, everything that you lost. 

And it takes Hange seconds to make up their mind, baring their way through the medics and police to scoop you up with a careful hug. They're so tender with you, checking you over like they were a medic instead of a firefighter, giving you oxygen when your voice gets croaky, feeding your dog water and wrapping a blanket over its back. You don't want to leave their side, crying when their superior tuts and calls them away for a debrief, immediately grabbing their hand and burrowing into their scratchy, heavy brown jacket. 

"I'll take you home angel, Levi'll take your dog to the vets to get checked over okay? he'll keep an eye on her I promise - let me get you somewhere safe,"

You follow Hange without a question, tall and lean and so so strong, keeping you tight to their side and keeping a big veiny hand on your thigh the whole car ride home. You're only in pyjamas, some old gym shorts and a sweater and Hange can't get enough of your soft skin. 

At first it's not sexual, not at all when they're feeding you water in the kitchen having hoisted you onto the counter - a firm hand on your thigh and slipping up under your shorts, moving to your fleshy hip and then squeezing your waist. they're so gentle, so soft with you and how you keen and press yourself closer, seeking comfort and touch and care -,

"I got you angel, I got you I promise," you're kissing them all small and breathy, swallowing mewls and arching your back when Hange pries your legs open and cups your neck, your shoulders, your breasts. They're so strong, so hardy and so lithe with the way they lick into your mouth and suck on your tongue, hard and sloppy and messy enough to leave a trail of saliva down your jaw when they move to lathe at your neck. the noises you make - god - Hange wants to hear everything you have offer, wants to prompt more purrs and whimpers and gasps from your pretty lips. They're eager, smart with their touches, letting you drop from the counter and walking you back to the couch, discarding their shirt and trousers, towering over you, crowding closer and closer till you're stuck for breath and sharing theirs. 

No part of your body is left untouched, thumbs digging into your beaded nipples and nails catching on the delicate skin, dragging down the wet path left by their lips. 

"Oh! Please - Hange, please!" your voice is scratchy, so croaky from the smoke that talking hurts, moaning hurts but their lips tracing your labia and their tongue swirling your clit only makes you cry out louder and louder. Your thighs are strung over their shoulders, squeezing their head, hands threading through their hair and pulling it back into a messy, tragic ponytail so you can see - fuck - so you can see the way their pointed tongue darts back and forth and over and over your clit, zigzagging through your pulsing pussy and catching on your entrance. Hange moans too, god - they practically whine into your cunt when you start subtly moving your hips, jerking and twitching to follow their tongue, reaching out, crying out, sobbing out for them. 

Hands collide, tightening together, fingers lacing and squeezing and you tense with how hard your back arches, toes curling when their tongue hits deep, so fucking deep. Your entire body feels like it's on fire, sweat gathering on your temples and thighs trembling with how hard you're tensing, belly quivering and god - you can feel their tongue curling, dipping in and out, hardly pulling away to breathe and for a split second, you feel a puff of air on your aching clit and it's too much. 

Hange drinks and slurps and noisily moans through your orgasm, never stopping, never slowing down, never speeding up because your hips cant into their face and their nose bumps against your slippery clit and -,

"s'too much, too much!" a kitten kiss to your clit has Hange pulling away, but - something thick prods at your entrance, eyes bleary and tongue heavy in your mouth. Looking up, you begin to make out the looming figure of Hange, panting like a rabid dog and biting their lip as they prop one knee beside your hip, hand dragging up your sternum and cupping your quivering breast,

"One more, gimme one more angel and I'll stop I promise - shhh, it's okay, I'll take care of you, I got you honey," two thick fingers slide into you, long and crooking, probing, searching for the spot that makes your entire body jump and your mouth to drop open with a teary whine, 

"Come on angel girl, give it to me," their pace is unforgiving, not entirely fast but hard, hard and deep and jolting, bicep flexing beneath your clawed hand and you lift your head for a kiss, receiving their tongue and their lips with a wanton grunt. your feet are planted on the floor, giving you momentum to grind your hips, circle them, hitching their fingers deeper, harder - a third joining and stretching you with lewd squelches and dribbles of creamy white. Hange seems just as torn as you, just as ruined as you, mouth open and panting into yours, gasping with you, following the contours of your body and every writhe and twitch it gives them. 

"So close - s'close Hange I'm gonna cum, gonna cum! fuck!" little ah, ah, ah's escape your lips and they drink them down like fine wine, the heel of their palm digging into your clit, not enough, too - not enough,

"Touch yourself then," you hadn't even realised you'd said the words out loud, Hange's dark eyes boring into yours and god, their thick fingers hook into your spongy walls with a precision that had you barely holding on, "Go on - show me, play with your clit angel, make yourself cum,"

It takes three hard swipes of your budded clit for you to gush down their arm, fluttering and lifting on to your tiptoes to follow the slippery slide of fingers abusing the sweetest, puffiest parts of your cunt. You think it's strange how quiet you are during it all, until you find your bearings again and find Hange eagerly sucking your bottom lip and taking little care for the saliva stringing between the two of you. You're limbless when they finally pull out, finally pull away with a moan at how your cunt tries to swallow them back in, lifting their shining fingers and parting them,

"Look at that, look at what we did to you,"and you can't bare to look at the slick webbing between her fingers, curling into their chest and whining in embarrassment, squealing even when the telltale sounds of slurping and smacking alerts you to Hange cleaning themselves up.

"C'mon angel face, let's run you a bath yeah? I made my own mixture of bath salts for achy muscles and soothing tension,"you don't miss the clear pride in their voice when you grumble and groan, but accepting their word for it. And god - do they get the balance right, sinking down into the bubbles that smelt like rosemary and olive, the water a deep green and seemingly melting away the stress of the last few hours. 

Hange sits on the toilet beside you, towel unfolded in their lap and holding a cup of steaming tea, another concoction of theirs that smells pleasantly warming. It is peaceful while the two of you mull over the past events. content, calm, a little amusing when Hange admits to cumming untouched while eating you out, but that's what has you - never really leaving. there's no home left to return to, and what belongings were salvaged from the fire fit in easily alongside Hange's. 

It was easy, it was natural, the three of you; it just was.