#I can fit SO much more fluff and cuteness in that ending haha

[true-blue-sonic]

I felt bad about having literally nothing ready for Silver week 2024, so I dragged this from the depths of my very being this evening, haha. Dreams of an Absolution mentions that every night Silver lays awake, and that is what gave me the inspiration for this fic. Hope you enjoyed!🍀

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Day 1: Dreams

A snippy “Sonic, wake up!” isn’t what Sonic likes to hear when getting roused from a comfortable nap.

It’s not the first time this has been said, he thinks. There’s been more of such demands around him, as have been some pushes. Maybe. The speedster has ignored them all, floating through his sweet dreams as he is-

Until his entire body is given a shake, somehow, and that doesn’t make much sense.

With a grumble the speedster opens one eye to glare at his disruptor. It’s a glare returned in kind: Silver’s crossed arms and bristling quills speak of plentiful irritation on the psychic’s side, as does the way Sonic gets dropped onto the ground again. But neither is anything new with Silver, Sonic’s still-half-asleep brain promptly decides, and thus he stretches with an elaborate yawn. This calm field of flowers between swaying grasses and white cotton clouds in the blue sky above do not lend themselves for hastiness and irritations.

“Something the matter?” he nods back at Silver after multiple seconds, in which Silver’s dry annoyance has grown tenfold.

“Yes," gets huffed back. "I’ve been trying to wake you for ages. Tails needs you, but he couldn’t reach you on your Miles Electric. And I went out to search for you because I thought something had happened, only to find you asleep in a field of flowers while refusing to get up?!”

Between that complaint Sonic has long jumped right to his feet, any thoughts about the calmness of flowers, grasses, clouds and skies forgotten.

“Oops,” he decrees, snatching the device in question and sheepishly studying the multiple missed calls on it. Yes, Tails had been talking extensively about a new invention he was going to test one of these days, and apparently the fated moment would have been hours ago. Not nice of him to let his pal hanging like that, Sonic admonishes himself. He’d best go there immediately to make up for it. “My bad. The flowers in this Zone are really nice to sleep in,” he offhandedly mentions to Silver, tucking the Miles Electric away again. “Still, thanks for waking me. Let’s go to Tails’.”

A shake of Silver’s head that Sonic would describe as rather judgemental is his response, the other turning on his heels and stalking away. “Tails already said you’d probably be in dreamland, since you didn’t respond,” gets called out over a grey-furred shoulder, Sonic laughing at that.

“He knows me too well. Yep, I was.”

“It’s the middle of the day.”

“So?”

“Dreaming is for late at night. If you're doing it during the day, you should at least be awake. Daydreaming isn't done while sleeping,” Silver states firmly, shaking out his bristling quills as a softer look forms on his face. He always looks more sunny like that, Sonic thinks every time he sees it. This time there’s even a little smile reserved for him. “But I’d been trying to wake you for a while already,” the psychic adds with a little snort. “It was impossible. You whined at me a couple of times, even.”

A full laugh slips past Sonic’s lips at the tease. “Did not.”

“Did so. Heard it myself.”

“That’s hardly proof,” Sonic winks back at him. “Besides, you can’t blame me for having nice dreams. I was flying through space and past galaxies, that’s far too neat to be woken up from so brusquely. Don’t you think?”

Pensively Silver rubs his chin. “That does sound nice. I guess dreaming of flying is quite special if you can’t fly normally?”

“I know what flying is like,” the speedster responds; he’s turned Super enough times for that to not be a mystery for him anymore. But it does leave him wondering… “You’re making it sound like you never dream the day away, heh. So what do you dream about?” he inquires, kicking into a brisk jog as Silver floats beside him into the air.

Silver’s brow furrows. “Why do you want to know?”

“Just curious. If flying in your dreams doesn’t faze you, then what does? What kinds of marvellous thoughts occupy your dreams?” Sonic smiles back; just something to fill the time between them on the journey back to Tails’ workshop, a few Zones over. And he doesn’t know the answer to his question anyway. He knows it from a lot of his friends: Amy dreams of him, she’s always been quite obvious about that, and Rouge dreams of gemstones, Knuckles of things around Angel Island, the Chaotix of money…

But what about Silver?

The almost staggeringly long silence that follows is rather suspicious, however.

“It’s nothing spectacular,” eventually breaks it, as does a deep sigh. “It’s just… things about the past, or the future.”

That doesn’t sound like sweet dreams, Sonic promptly decides. If they were, Silver would be more forward about it. “Nightmares?” he opens the opportunity for elaboration, though Silver slowly shakes his head at that.

“Not really… I just think a lot before I fall asleep, and then I’m so tired I don’t really dream that much anymore. It's not daydreaming because they're not nice thoughts, but...”

“You can't sleep because of it,” Sonic fills in. He’d add an inquiry if Silver is overthinking, and about what precisely, but he knows well enough that prodding doesn’t always go over well with his hot-headed friend. Yet, leaving the topic unmentioned otherwise doesn’t sit well with him either… “Silver, if you can’t sleep because you’re thinking too much, you can come to one of us,” he adds, giving the other a gentle nudge with his elbow. “We don’t mind, really. We’re here to help each other.”

Silver for his part only shrugs. “You will have to be with me every night, then. It's always the same thing."

“And that’s okay. We want to be, if it’ll make your dreams better.”

“I’ll think about it,” gets hummed back; the final thing said as Sonic’s brisk jog turns into a full run and Silver rushes beside him in silence.

Amidst Tails’ teasing about Sonic being a sleepyhead once the duo has returned to his workshop and extensive playing around with the new contraption Tails had wanted to try Sonic almost forgets what he and Silver have talked about, over the hours that the afternoon lasts still. But when the sun has sunk into the horizon and Sonic has crashed onto Tails’ couch after seeing his brother off to bed, a shuffle at the door makes his ears twitch.

He doesn’t need to open his eyes to know it’s Silver tiptoeing into the living room, with quiet breaths and softer footsteps.

Silver's eyes burn into him, the hairs on Sonic's spine prickling at the sensation. His friend stands frozen... but eventually the footsteps resume, until a weight sinks down at the very edge of the sofa's pillows. That golden stare is on Sonic still, but the speedster doesn't twitch a single quill in response, and eventually, slowly, Silver scoots closer. A lithe weight drops against Sonic's knees, small shuffles and minute movements following until Silver's tucked himself away into a little half-ball...

He’s close enough for Sonic to stretch out a hand and discreetly run his fingers over Silver’s.

The weight against his legs tenses immediately, but Sonic stays quiet. Silver doesn’t want him to talk or ask anything, he knows. But the quiet I’ll be with you is present between them: an assurance from Sonic’s side, and an acceptance from Silver’s.

And that’s how they lay, until Silver’s body has relaxed again and the other has finally, finally drifted off after the better part of an hour, Sonic refusing to let sleep claim him until his friend’s breaths have deepened and his usually-guarded face has softened like it had this afternoon.

“Have sweet dreams,” Sonic whispers into little grey ears, before turning around and sinking into them himself, with Silver’s breaths quiet but even as the speedster’s world becomes black too.

[groceryreceiptss]

𝐚𝐥𝐥'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 & 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 | p.j.

percy jackson x reader | word count : 1.4k | requested

summary : though you were a skillful archer, you were an amateur when it came to dealing with a sword. while percy helped you trained for hours after lunch, he couldn’t help but fall in deeper with you, even though you’d probably never know it.

contains : my writing (again, warning). just fluff things <3 reader was implied as apollo's daughter, but never actually specified. oh, and a katniss everdeen reference! (because is the fic actually written by me if it doesn't include at least one thg reference?). let me know if there’s more!

a/n : i do NOT know how to write action-y scenes (even ones that are as light as this) so sorry if this comes out as flat haha. i had to get out my copy of the lightning thief just to be a tinny bit more familiar with it to be honest. also yes the title is kinda cheesy but soo is this entire fic < 3

credits : fan art by frostbite.studios, dividers by @benkeibear, pins i used (1) (2) (3)

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The afternoon sun hit the color of your eyes as you tried the move he had just demonstrated to you. Your eyebrows were furrowed in concentration and your forehead slicked with sweat. A borrowed but fitting sword was gripped in your hand, ready to clatter his. Percy and you had been going at it ever since lunch ended and yet you still seemed determined to keep going. 

Percy counted and you attacked, one, two, three. Next move, you tried to thrust it into the right of his protected ribcage. But with your lovely eyes being a little too obvious and your hand still clumsy with the blade, he deflected it off easily, letting yours fall to the ground. 

“Oh, I’m terrible,” you said with an embarrassed smile, pulling up your bronze helmet and dragging a hand to swipe your hair out of your forehead. You retrieved the sword and turned to ask him. “Okay, honest opinion. What did I do wrong?” 

“Well…” he started, as he took off his own helmet, tucking it under his arm, “Your eyes give away a bit too much to the opponent, so I could easily tell what you were going to do. You’re still too hesitant about it I think.” 

You playfully rolled your eyes, “Well, how can I not when my opponent at this given moment is Percy fucking Jackson but go on.” 

Percy was thankful that the sun was taking it one for the team and became a cover for the red that just possibly covered his face. He shook his head, fighting a smile that was trying to break through his lips. Joke about it, take defense.

The lines of his mouth morphed into a teasing grin. “Is that an excuse that I hear, miss y/l/n? Since when do you play with those?”  You were always so stubborn, in the best sense of the word. And Percy always found it admirable to say the least.

You raised your eyebrows before shooting back, “And if it is, it's also not unreasonable, Mr. Jackson.” That cute smile of yours taking flight in your face. He noticed that it was still the same one from when he first saw you at twelve, a few years back. Some things never changed. 

“What else?” You asked again, crossing your arms with the sword pointing downward. “Come on, don't be shy. I can take it.”

He considered it before answering. “Your hand wasn’t steady enough with the sword and with the move you were trying to execute. It made it a bit… off. And hard to get away in battles.”

You let yourself collapse to the ground with a dramatic sigh, exhaustion finally took over you. Your legs stretched in front of you and your helmet and sword clanged by your side. “Never mind, I lied, I can't take it."

He laughed and sat down next to you, putting his equipment by yours. The wind was finally picking up now, bringing a sense of balance to the hot weather.

"I can never get this right.” You huffed, blowing up your loosen hair, which Percy couldn't help but think that you looked slightly adorable.

“It’s totally fine,” he promised you, words creeped with encouragement. “Just be more confident! I swear it works. Or just…” he trailed off, unsure, and then shrugged. “don’t think about it too much, I guess.” 

“Contradiction, contradiction.” You said in a sing-song voice before looking at him with that inspecting face and said, ��Do you drink some secret potion or something? Someone altered your ambrosia?”

Percy let out a laugh, “Your perception of me is unrealistically high, I see. I can say the same to you, Katniss Everdeen.”

Your face’s expression stretched with surprise before you nodded in approval. “That’s the best way to compliment my archery skills actually, yes. Forget Apollo the doofus.”

“Who?” Percy played in the joke, to which you answered with the only appropriate one : “Exactly.”

He clapped his hand, an idea forming in his head. "Alright, how about this. If you give it a try just one more time, I'll give you some blue cupcakes my mom just sent me a few days ago." He offered with a knowing smile, getting you too well to strike a tempting bargain with you.

Percy knew how in love you were with his mom's cupcakes. Sally Jackson made the best for the best. It had only taken one bite and he could already tell how head over heels you were with them. He might or might not be planning to try to make a batch himself as a surprise for your upcoming birthday, but he feared the baking talent of the greats did not pass onto him. These hands weren't only skilled in combat, but with a pair of mitts and an oven, they could also burn an entire kitchen down.

Still though. Seeing the way your eyes immediately lit up right now made him rethink his choices. Maybe burning down a room wasn't so bad. At least you would probably laugh at his pathetic attempt.

Your mouth split into a grin and he was brought back to the world. You shook your head in slight disbelief. "Bringing Mrs. Jackson cupcakes into this? You are not playing fair, Perce."

"That's a deal then?" He held out his hand for a shake.

You sighed, putting his hand in yours. "Fine, deal."

Percy tried to ignore the fireworks he felt as he gripped your hand tighter and pulled you up to stand. His heart felt like it was trying to push its way out of his ribs, but in a good way. Like a thrill.

"Alright, one more time," He said as he retrieved his sword and you retrieved yours. "You ready?"

"Honestly, I'm just doing this for the cupcakes now." Seriously, how much could one person make him smile in the span of five minutes?

You and Percy put on the helmets. He counted to three, and you started taking offense as he took defense. One, two, three. It all started out well. Your movements were still a bit clumsy, but you'd get better on it in no time, he was sure. And you were doing pretty good work too. That was until you were stepping back, trying to deflect his now offensive movements, and tripped over yourself. You fell to the hard ground with an oof.

Luckily, with your equipment still intact, you couldn't be hurt that much. But Percy immediately dropped riptide and got to your side.

He knew it was stupid. You and him were both warriors, you were good with a bow, he was good with a sword. Both of you had been injured multiple times in different kinds of battles, and yours had been more grotesque than his more than once, so this was absolutely nothing. Still, he guessed, the instinct to worry would just stay the same.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked, as he gently pulled you up to a sitting position. His forehead was creased together as he looked at you, but you were instead laughing, finding your recent incident funny. "What?" He asked, couldn't help but let a laugh, albeit confused, out of his lips too. Yours were charmingly infectious.

You pointed at your face, your bronze helmet askew, voice still laced with traces of mirth. "Tell me, how silly do I look?"

He smiled, affection swarmed him. "Very silly," Should he risk it? "So silly, it's borderline annoyingly cute actually." Okay, risking it then.

But you just smiled, either welcoming it or oblivious to the actual meaning behind it. Probably the latter. You wouldn’t be convinced someone actually liked liked you even if it was plastered on a billboard. You pointed at his face, and laughed again, this time with an effort of covering your mouth. "You look so silly too, I'm sorry."

He shook his hand, bringing out a breath of laughter, unable to keep his smile from growing further under the protective gear. "Hey," he said, finally taking off his helmet and letting the wind touch his face. "It was in solidarity with you as a friend! Please appreciate it."

"I do!" You took off your helmet, letting the glow of the sun kiss your face again. Percy couldn't help but be entranced with the way you looked, still perfect even with the destroying searing weather of June. You couldn't keep doing this to him. "Sorry, I'll stop." You promised as you withdrew a laugh, but he actually wished you wouldn't. He loved hearing you laughed, it made the wind that danced around him a melodic thing, one he could be around forever—or whatever it was the poets said.

Looking at you made him understand what they were always talking and raving about, but he could never explain it.

"So," You began, "About those cupcakes?"

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[lara4eclipze]

so I was thinking if you could maybe write a Megan × fem reader where they're Roblox girlfriends and decided to meet up irl (idk I just think it would be so cute haha)

“Roblox?”

— ( 💻 ) "maybe we should meet irl lol" Megan chats , "why not?" you reply

— ( ��� ) online dating , fluff , swearing, LEWSERR , cuties , established relationship (girlfriends)

— ( 🎮 ) ackk I love this request!!, it fits Megan so well :)) love you anon!! , made this longer than I expected lololol

stranger danger is something you know and apply in your life — you can never really trust people online especially when you haven't seen how they look or know much about them

but that rule just gets broken whenever you play Roblox , the whole thing of Roblox is meeting and playing games with strangers online

sometimes you're lucky with who you meet but most times not — it was worth the risk for you , instead of getting bored

Mei_Berry05:hii ^^

y/nniee_06: helloo!!

"I love her avatar" you murmur to yourself as she approaches you — your avatar was... something! compared to hers

you were playing adopt me who cares what you wear— but she was cute the way she typed was very nice

Mei_Berry05: can we be friends??

y/nniee_06: yeah sure! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

and just like that you two became friends, over the span of a few weeks she would always match with you—join the games your playing and buy you robux whenever you wanted a gamepass

ding

she was honestly so cute , but you always wondered how she looked like or how she was in real life god knows she might just be a old man behind the screen

∞

a notification rings your cellphone, it was her!, "can we play mimic??" you read her chat — you weren't really that good in horror games but you'll be with her anyways it's okay

y/nniee_06: Sure!!! — I'll just set up my laptop :))

Mei_Berry05: okayy just join me when you're ready

"okay meii" you replied as if she was listening to you , you open your laptop blinded by the screen brightness

you join the game greeted by her jumping and emoting Infront of you , you giggle as you see her reaction

Mei_Berry05: hi!! ^_^

y/nniee_06: heyyoo! , lets play :]

Mei_Berry05: okay follow me

she chats jumping up and down in the game , the game was fun and very hard — you had to repeat the same level almost 7 times , megan practically carried you throughout the game , soon enough you felt very bored of the game the overuse of jumpscares just made you sick of it

Mei_Berry05: wanna play adopt me?

Mei_Berry05: please?? :((

you can practically see her frowning even in real life so you immediately agreed — plus as immature as it sounds you loved adopt me

y/nniee_06: okayy , join me! <3

you type enthusiastically on your laptop , the keyboard was beat up by the amount of times you typed this fast and hard

the game was fun you both scammed some kids , and bought the recent egg the ocean egg , hatched it and got a legendary octopus!

Mei_Berry05: soo can I ask you something?

y/nniee_06: yeahh? why what is it??

Mei_Berry05: can you be my g!rlfri3nd? :>

you were taken a back, maybe because you didn't expect it or more on because you two only knew each other online and it's not even on social media but on roblox

y/nniee_06: YESS!! , so can we? match fits?!?

you chat back smiling to yourself in real life — you wait as she types in chat

Mei_Berry05: YAYY (⁠ﾉ⁠≧⁠∇⁠≦⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠ , yes we could match fits!! ### sm

you laugh as her chat gets tagged , it was three letters so probably "ily" i love you , aww

"pulling a girl , but in roblox" you chuckle to yourself , the first relationship you had was built in roblox not only that but in adopt me

weeks and weeks pass by and not a single one ended without you two playing some random game on Roblox sometimes you both just chat about your day— you didn't know much about her other than she was in Hawaii and she loves dancing

∞

Mei_Berry05: I'm actually in LA rn!

y/nniee_06: oogofmdi I live in LA WDYMMM?? UR HERE?

your heart was about to jump out of your chest with how excited you were , were you gonna meet her finally?

Mei_Berry05: maybe we should meet irl!!

y/nniee_06: why not?

and just like that you two started planning where and when you two would meet it was nerve wracking to say the least — you were gonna see your girlfriend! , but you weren't sure if it was safe..

∞

"I'm so nervous what the fuck" you mutter to yourself as you wait for her , you both agreed to meet in the local café near you , you sat down and already ordered a croissant and a iced mocha

everytime someone new entered the cafe your heart raced , but then she walked in — she had this calming and soft aura to herself

"hi! — y/n!!!" she exclaims as you wave your hand at her , she runs up to you hugging you

"hi mei!" you replied back , she was so cute , the slight tint of pink to her cheeks and that cute smile gosh your actually gonna die

you two talk about life and other things laughing at the first time you two met , and how you two were girlfriends in roblox

∞

after a long day you two walk in the breezy night , with ice cream to both your hands , her fingers interlocked with you as if she's afraid you'll float away

"i love you , i really do" megan whispers loud enough for you to hear , "I never would've imagined how much I'll love you more when I met you"

"I love you too—promise me you'll visit me more often 'kay?" you replied as you felt all warm inside a contrast to the cold whether

as you stop in front of the city fountain you lean your head onto her shoulders, enjoying the quiet company she provided, the warmth she made you feel

you look at her , she looks at you her face scrunched up as she tries to analyze what you were thinking — a beat passes by and you meet her lips with yours , hers was sweet and soft it felt right it was right

she smiles into the kiss , and holds onto your nape prolonging it , "I love you" megan mutters your foreheads pressed against each other , "I love you too" you replied

[colourstreakgryffin]

hey there honey! i'm here to request deerest alastor meeting a blitzo-like gn! reader fic if that's alright with you;) ( by that I mean either the reader with blitzo's story/persona/both if you wish. )

the genre? fluff, angst- anything, really. i kinda just wanna see how one would think they'd interact !

basically, i'm fine with anything, i do love a good surprise haha . it's rather more interesting;)

on a sidenote; i actually got this idea after watching some snippets of our boy and by recalling our conversation earlier. so i was hoping to see what's in store for our beloved if al were to ever cross paths with someone like him.

for an afterthought- man, i must say that i absolutely cherish this emo guy now.

( this could be platonic, or romantic; whatever you think fits for this shot/anything that is to your liking! )

hopefully this ask wasn't too confusing, and that you're fine with it. thank you, have a great day<3

Y E S! I love Blitzø from Helluva Boss so this duo will be so interesting! Alastor will have quite the difficulty to deal with a Blitzø! Leitora but yet, he will like them!

Alastor- Chaotic I.M.P

General

Alastor has such the passive-aggressive, crude, snarky, prickly Imp to handle. He doesn’t do that well but he also doesn’t shut said Imp out for the way they are… it’s just rough

Alastor’s patience is both worn out and stretched over further with you, the head of I.M.P and the royalty of being so immature and blood-thirsty. A assassin that’s trigger happy, and he isn’t sure how long he can stay calm with you

Alastor finds you interesting. Your mouth is vulgar but you’re actually very intelligent in your work and you rile up your little employee group very well. How fascinating, he considers studying you to figure out how native demons like yourself act

Alastor likes teasing you about your much shorter height and tugging you on your long tail. Both are methods to piss you off and maybe methods to make you pay attention to him as well

Most HCs of platonic can also apply to romantic then a few HCs of romantic can apply to platonic!

Platonic

Alastor doesn’t know how to react to the fact you’re constantly stalking him and following him around. You envy his relaxed, happy self and craves exactly what he has so you regularly watch him. All the times he’s caught you filming him… too many times

Alastor finds you hilarious. Your violent, dark sense of humour actually makes him chuckle and he encourages you to feel confident in what makes you laugh. It makes him laugh so it’s simply perfect

Alastor likes to tease you even more than he already does. Annoy you, piss you off, squeeze your face inbetween fingers to lead you on. It’s all so amusing and the way you bark out with rage at this has his day fixed instantly

Alastor does speak honestly about his own issues with you. He trusts you, you’re like the other friends he has, he may have known them specifically longer but he feels like he can be himself around you. You’re not that bad after all

Alastor finds it pretty cute that you have your own Hellhound child. You have a 22 year old Hellhound son/daughter/child and you’re so loving and affectionate to that Hellhound. He just watches it from the sideline, smiling widely and planning how to use this against you to mess with you

Alastor invites you out to hangouts regularly. To clubs, to drinking bars. Anywhere where it’s just you and him, and you two can just let loose by having drinking contests that end in Alastor slamming alcohol like a sailor and struggling to keep up with you on the dancefloor

Alastor will let you touch him with it seems fit but he does need breaks from you randomly touching him. He likes you, you’re a wonderful snarky little Imp so he can excuse any type of touch, but he needs space

Alastor’s smile and personality is more natural around his Imp friend and he treats all his friends equally so when you’re around, he’s smiling, giddy and sweet just like he is with other friends like Rosie, Mimzy

Alastor is the type of ‘I’ll do something for you at the right price’ friend. Give him what he wants and he’ll do a favour for you, he may like you as a friend but he wants to establish that you’re just like his other friends and you’re not that special at all

“Ah. My dear, this Hotel and my home is for everybody, including yourself. Feel free to get comfortable and we can chat more later”

Romantic

Alastor knows of your intimacy and commitment problems, and since he really likes this cute small gun-wielding badass imp more than he could suspect, he is willing to wait for you to get more comfortable with and trusting of him. Hence what actually fires up the relationship you two share

Alastor is extremely protective over you: you’re a mortal demon, he’s immortal. You can die, he already died and now immune to fatal blows. And the fact you’re an assassin that takes care of humans as well. You have the Radio Demon on your beck-and-call, and goddamn, how glad you are that you’re dating Al. You have a loving, doting but also scolding and cautious boyfriend right there to save your flank

Alastor expresses his loyalty, love and respect through that way he acts around you, giving you whatever you want free of charge, gifting you all kinds of presents, constantly writing you name on random pieces of paper or even the Hotel walls, being smitten of you around the Hotel staff. He can’t get you out of his head

Alastor loves carrying you around. You’re so small but you’re so squishy and cuddly, day or night. He loves hugging you to his chest and carrying you around, you’re smaller than Niffty and he’s living for it! You can be asleep and he’ll keep wondering around with you in his arms bridal style

Alastor is half for I.M.P, half not. The reason he isn’t is because he doesn’t want this psycho humans laying their hands on you and the reason he is is because he loves seeing you happy and he wants you to express your passions so he tries his best to be as supportive as he can

Alastor may or may not be the one taking care of you. You let loose sometimes after bad situations and he is the one reassuring you he’ll always be there, he won’t let you die alone and he’ll always be with you. He loves you and he wants you happy and healthy

Alastor’s ideas of a romantic date is to a nice restaurant, all dressed-up and bonding over simple conversation. Yeah, he isn’t the most ‘interesting’ date-planner but his vanilla tastes are so much better than anybody could ever suspect. You bond with Alastor very well with every date

Alastor enjoys bragging about you. He brags about you on his radio show and even promotes your business, I.M.P. He is going to show who you belong to and he’ll even mark you more… physically, if he must. You’re his and he won’t let any chance that somebody will try to steal you away

Alastor is an affectionate boyfriend and when I mean affectionate, I mean lovey-dovey, complimentary and touchy. He loves giving you kisses, holding you in his lap, giving you hugs, holding your hand all the time. He loves holding you, you’re so sweet and cute

“Darling. You should be a lot more careful… I wouldn’t do well without you, so please. Do both of us a favour and do not charge into battle recklessly… please? For this poor lovestruck little deer?”

Alastor also might just try figure out how to make you immortal so you’ll stay with him for all of Hell’s time

[blossomwritesthings]

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

pairing: chan x fem!reader (afab)

genre: sick!fic. idol!chan. hurt/comfort. angst. fluff. reader pov. established relationship.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. mild thematic elements. this one isn't as angsty as some of my other skz sick!fics. reader is sick/feeling shitty (with her period). chan is an amazing and loving bf what can i say. slighttt mention of possession from chan (but in a cute way!!). pet names (affectionately). a LOT of fluff.

word count: 3.0k

summary: it's always at the most inconvenient of times that your body decides to gift you with your period- and this time around, it's during a moment when your boyfriend chan is busy in his studio. so surely, he won't have time to spare to comfort you, right??

a/n: i've already gotten quite a few requests to do chan next in my skz x sick!fics series, so here ya'll go haha! 😂 i think jisung is next up on the sick!fic queue, but we shall see..... 🫣 also, chan is literally the reason why i continue to live some days lmao he's such a big comfort and inspiration for me and i love him a lot and just want to protect him all of the time,, he's so precious to me ugh!!! 😩❤️

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sɪᴛᴇs (ᴛʜɪs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs). © ʙʟᴏssᴏᴍᴡʀɪᴛᴇsᴛʜɪɴɢs ⤐ ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

 You knew that you shouldn’t have been interrupting your boyfriend since he had been diligently working in his office for most of the night. As soon as he arrived home from a long day at the company, he proclaimed that a spark of inspiration had hit him, and he needed to get his ideas down. 

 So, he stole away to his small studio that was just off to the side of your shared bedroom. The apartment you guys lived in was nothing special to look at, but it held a functional space where Chan could have his studio, and that’s all that mattered. Even if your bedroom was a little smaller than what you would’ve liked, you could put up with such qualms if it meant the love of your life had a comfortable space to work in. Plus, it was always nice when he chose to work from home and not at the company. Being at home with him, even if you guys were in two separate rooms, was enough to keep you more than happy and content. 

 This is why, the moment your symptoms grew to become almost unbearable, the pain shooting up from deep in your abdomen, cheeks flushing every few minutes with heat, limbs growing a little weak and fatigued, you found yourself just outside the door of Chan’s studio, knocking on the wood softly. There was a moment of silence on his end, and a bit of shuffling before you heard him usher you in. 

 As you entered the room, you were immediately soothed by the chill atmosphere that encased his studio. The dim led-lights glowed across the crown moulding of the high ceiling, casting a cool glow of blue on everything in the room. There were fuzzy blankets and silky pillows strewn across the large black leather couch that Chan had shoved into the corner of the room - the couch you two had spent much time on throughout your relationship. 

 And then your eyes flitted over to your boyfriend’s desk, which was decked out in all of the newest and greatest technology; fit with large speakers, three monitors, and a handful of keyboards that you had no clue what he used for.

 Your boyfriend was so focused on the screens in front of him that he didn’t even turn around to greet you. He was sitting up, spine-straight in his plush desk chair, leaning over one of his many keyboards and picking out certain notes on the keys. A large set of headphones was placed just beside him on the desk, which you supposed he had just taken off upon your presence. 

 “What’s up, baby girl?” He asked, voice coming out husky and low from being unused. You two hadn’t spoken since you finished dinner together, which was several hours earlier that night. 

 With a glance at the large metal-lined clock that hung close to his desk, you read that it was close to midnight. No wonder why you were so tired. It had been a busy week at work, and you had decided to lounge around the apartment all that day since it was a Saturday. Chan had been gone at work, occupied with schedules all day until he managed to get home relatively early for him - which was around eight in the evening - so he could have dinner with you before going straight back to work again in his studio. 

 Without saying anything, you trailed over to him. With gentle hands, you pried his arms away from his keyboard. You felt his eyes flutter from being trained on the computer screens to scanning down the length of your face. Silently, you moved so that you were sitting atop his lap, straddling his waist with your legs. You wrapped two arms across his broad shoulders, nuzzling your nose into the crook of his neck. Catching his scent, which was of musky body wash and deep fern. 

 Chan let out a soft chuckle as he snaked one arm around your waist, holding you close to him as he used his other hand to get back to work. “What’s all of this about, darling?” He asked, his deep voice cascading close over your ear and sending a zap of energy to coarse through your entire body. 

 “It hurts, Chan…” You whispered, words barely heard over the catchy beat that was bleeding from the nearby speakers. 

 Your boyfriend’s entire body froze up just then, as he slowly brought you away from his neck and locked eyes with you. You saw concern dance there, darkening his pupils just slightly. “What hurts, sweetheart? Are you sick?” 

 Frantically, you shook your head. “N-No, I just… I have cramps.” You said in a meek voice. And finding it hard to hold his stare, your focus landed on the faintly glowing led lights that were strung around the room, washing your boyfriend’s skin in a kind of ocean-blue glimmer. 

 Then, you felt a few slim fingers move underneath your chin, tilting your head just slightly so that your gaze locked with Chan’s once more. “Is it that time of the month again, princess?” He rose a dark, perfectly-manicured eyebrow your way. 

 Slowly, your hands found their way into his hair, absently playing with the black curls there as you bit down on your bottom lip in a nervous habit you always did when you were feeling uncomfortable. “Y-Yeah, kinda. It started after dinner.” 

 Chan leaned into your form at your confession, pressing his mouth against yours in a tender kiss, plush lips fitting atop yours perfectly. “What can I do to help you, my love?” His voice came out gravelly as he gave you another handful of kisses. "What do you need from me right now, hmm?” 

 Never in your life had you had a man who cared so fucking much about you. And you knew that it wasn’t just out of obligation because you guys were dating. No, this man sitting right in front of you cared for you wholly and ardently because he wanted to. He took pleasure in it, and it filled him with so much happiness when he saw that you were happy. 

 “I… don’t know,” your voice trailed off into silence as your heart raced from his kisses. Chan yanked his head away from you, a tiny smirk cracking across his face at the sight of your pink-tinged cheeks. His dear kisses always did that to you- always stirred the vat of love that was hidden just beneath the surface of your veins.

 He swiped a thumb across your warm flesh, “Oh- is my baby blushing?” He laughed softly. You felt both of his hands come around your hips then, fingers squeezing at the skin that was exposed between your tank top and short shorts. 

 “No, it’s just a h-hot flash.” You mumbled in a tiny voice. But already, your face was giving you away - as a furious shade of crimson bloomed across both of your cheeks. 

 And all at once, Chan was standing up from his chair in one fluid movement, grasping onto your waist and yanking you close to him as he moved. You squealed in surprise at his sudden change in position. “Chan, what are you doing?” You asked around a hearty laugh, clutching on tightly to his shoulders as he trudged through his studio and towards the bedroom. 

 “Taking care of my girlfriend, that’s what,” he began as he neared your shared bed. He gingerly placed you down atop the downy mattress, taking a nearby woolly blanket and tucking it all around your body. “Now, you stay right here, and I’ll be back with all of the goods in no time at all.” 

 You dramatically rolled your eyes at that, “Don’t make a huge production out of it, babe. I get this every month, I'm used to it.” You called after him as he hurried to the bedroom door again. 

 Turning around to face you in the doorframe, he leveled you with a deep frown, “And you don’t make a big production out of me helping you, baby.” 

 You felt a satisfied smile erupt across your face just as he closed the door behind him. You turned onto your side, burrowing down into the blanket as your heart beat wildly. It galloped in the pit of your chest because of your boyfriend. 

 Because even though he had been so busy with work, even though he had been extremely focused and in the middle of a creative spell, he somehow managed to pull himself away from all of it to take care of you. To go out of his way and help to make you feel better. And if that wasn’t love, you didn’t know what was. 

 Sometime later, Chan was back in the bedroom, clad with a bag bursting with various items. He plopped down beside you, offering you a meek smile as he began to pull out the various things he had retrieved to… make you feel better. He plugged in the heating pad that you always used during the special time of the month, and turned it on, positioning it atop your lower stomach that was still covered in the large blanket. 

 You rifled through the bag of goods at your side, eyeing the huge bag of salty chips, a dark-chocolate bar, a box of toffee cookies, and a chilled bottle of green tea. Staring up at your boyfriend, you flashed him a cheeky grin. “All of this for me, babe? You didn’t have to… I would’ve been fine with just the chocolate.” 

 He leaned forward then, carding a few fingers through your hair gently and pushing the locks away from your face. “Of course, baby girl. Want to help you however I can…” He pressed a gentle kiss against your forehead, before yanking his lips away from your warmed skin and staring down at you with a serious expression painted across his face. “Have you taken any medicine yet? For the pain?” 

 Grabbing the hand that wasn’t currently playing in your hair, you threaded your fingers through his, marveling at the way that his large hands practically dwarfed yours in size. “Yeah, I took some as soon as I felt the pain come on.” 

 “Good girl,” your boyfriend said in a quiet tone. You pulled your attention from your intertwined fingers and noticed him staring down at you with a… peculiar look. 

 “What?” You asked, squeezing his fingers a little bit with your own. A sardonic kind of smirk widened across his lips. “Why are you smiling at me like that?” 

 “Because…” He began in a light, charming voice, “I know that you feel shitty right now, but I can’t help but think that you’re the most beautiful woman in the entire world.” Your boyfriend pressed into you then, giving your lips a tentative kiss. “And you’re all mine…” 

 You whined against his mouth, “Don’t say things like that or you’ll literally be the cause for me breaking out into ugly sobs... you know how much I can't take sentimental stuff when I'm on my period.” 

 Chan laughed deeply, giving either of your cheeks warm kisses before moving away from you slightly. “Well, we can have none of that.” He shifted on the bed so that he was lying beside you. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close and into his side. 

 The heat that his body always seemed to radiate did something to your heart - soothed an ache that was throbbing deep in your bones, in your lower stomach. “What are you doing?” You tilted your head up so that you could see his face. His brows were furrowed in concentration as he turned on the flatscreen tv that was placed just in front of your bed. 

 “I’m picking out a comfort movie for us to watch.” 

 “Why? I thought you had to work to do - inspiration calling, and all of that.” 

 He stared down at you, pupils slanting just a tiny bit at your insinuation that he’d rather work at that moment than spend time with his one and only girlfriend. “Baby girl, you should know me enough by now to know that I’m never going to leave your side when you’re feeling even a little bit bad.” 

 “Is that a forever promise?” You rose an eyebrow at him. Forever promises were something that the two of you had come up with early on in your relationship. They were promises that you made each other only on occasion when you truly meant them and would do anything to keep them. It was a sweet, unique gesture that you two had started, and something deep inside of you always melted whenever Chan brought it up. 

 “Do you want it to be one?” The man looking down at you asked, a knowing light flooding into his dark-brown eyes. “Because I’m pretty sure I’ve already promised such a thing a long time ago…”

 You hit his chest playfully at that, a zap of energy running down the length of your spine at the hard muscle that your fists found there. “You’re so stupid,” you laughed, nuzzling into his side, the heat from the heating pad already beginning to soothe the aches that were radiating from deep inside of you. 

 “You never answered my question, princess.” 

 Your eyes found his against in the dim room. The only light that was switched on was a floor lamp that was shoved into a corner, near the tv. It cast a kind of ethereal glow against your boyfriend’s skin, shining against his midnight-black curly hair and darkening this sharp jawline in shadows. 

 You swallowed, once. “Okay, fine. I want that to be a forever promise.” You rolled your eyes at him, but in reality, you both knew that you weren’t annoyed to give the request in the least bit. Forever promises were reserved for very special occasions- when the two of you wanted to reiterate something. 

 And it seemed like Chan was very keen on doing so just then. 

 Placing a hand over his heart, he closed his eyes and canted his head to one side, speaking in a low, gravelly voice. “I, Bang Chan, solemnly swear with a forever promise, that from this moment onwards that I will never leave your side no matter how bad you’re feeling.” 

 It was stupid, really. The promise. 

 But still, it cast butterflies across your stomach. 

 It forced a big, idiotic grin to spread on your lips. 

 And then you were dragging Chan into you, offering him a soft kiss. “And I forever promise that I’ll do the same thing for you whenever you need it the most.” When you tore apart, he was mimicking your smile. 

 Just like that, you two settled down into the thick duvet coverlets of your bed, focusing on the comfort movie that Chan had chosen for the two of you to watch. It was some cheesy rom-com that you had already seen a dozen times, but he knew how much you loved it, and how watching it helped get your mind off of the pain that was flowing through your body. 

 Throughout the movie, your boyfriend would lean over and press fervent kisses atop your head, or squeeze your hip a little tighter with his fingers. He’d feed you the snacks that he had bought, laughing every time you let out a moan of delight from the way that the sugary and savoury foods filled your belly with both happiness and contentment. 

 And when the exhaustion began to take over your body, and your eyes started to feel heavy, you snuggled deep down into the blankets and covers, enjoying the soothing presence of your loving boyfriend right by your side. 

 With his gentle fingers playing through your locks, the movie faintly playing in the background, your tongue sweetened by the snacks, and the dim lighting throwing everything into a warm kind of glow of happiness, you were completely at peace at that moment. 

 “You tired, baby girl?” Chan asked, speaking after a long while of silence between the two of you as you focused on the movie. 

 Nodding your head slowly, a yawn escaped past your lips. “Yeah, kinda…” Your voice trailed off, as your breathing deepened somewhat, limbs growing loose from the sleep that was upon the forefront of your mind. 

 “I bet you're tired, you’ve had such a long week at work, and on top of that, you’re body’s now going through its monthly cycle,” your boyfriend said in a whisper, his tone radiating across your ears, reaching down to a part inside of you that needed to hear his soft words at that moment. “Go to sleep now, darling.” His fingers continued to message at your tender scalp, lulling you into a listless kind of state. 

 “Will you be here when I awake?” You mumbled, your face turned sideways so that your cheek was resting against his muscular chest. It rose and fell slowly with each deep breath that he took. 

 “Of course, baby. I’ll always be here when you awaken.” He replied in that rumbly voice of his, the baritone of it vibrating against your ear. Then, you felt him shift against you, pressing a warm kiss atop the crown of your messy-haired head. “I love you, always.” 

 And you fully turned onto your side then, hiding your meek smile with the fuzzy blanket that was draped across you. As you cozied up into your boyfriend, the heat that was radiating off of his body cast a magickal spell over you. 

 An ethereal, beautiful kind of sleeping spell. 

 As your eyes drooped closed, your heart slowed down, and you succumbed to the dark waves that had been lapping against the sides of your mind for so long. And soon, you were riding the clouds of dreamland, with the love of your life - the warm, strong, comforting, safe person with a warm body sitting just beside you in the quiet calm of the night. 

 Always your anchor, always your help, always your only eternal love. 

 Fin. 

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[1d1195]

midnight memories has some different type of magic injected in it i swear because that album is perfect. you have great taste i absolutely adore both those albums <333

YOURE NOT STUPID !!!! like seriously don’t even worry abt it i don’t expect to remember everything we talk abt i just thought i might’ve mentioned a song that reminded me of him but i might have completely made that up in my head so who knows lol ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ also seriously you’re way too hard on yourself about these things because what you give us is ABSOLUTELY perfect. like. i don’t even know how to describe it but every time i see you’ve posted something i truly get sooooo happy. so be as original as you want or go over the same tropes and lines a million times, we’ll all love it and support you no matter what !!💞🫶 (also i think all of us here truly don’t mind if you do the same tropes/scenes with different characters i think all fanfic readers go over the same stuff again n again and we eat it up every time😂😂)

OMG YES THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME !!! ofc i finished it haha i was literally stalking your page waiting for the last part😭 i canNOT tell you how much i loved it. i’ve literally reread it so many times THEYRE JUST SO CUTE. and i think i see myself a lot in that specific character because i was homeschooled like halfway through my schooling and all the people i used to know moved to a different state and so i just became like this awkward girl who didn’t understand parties, sucked at socializing, and would rather hangout in her room and read all night so i totally understand the feeling of not fitting in with people your age😭😭 NOT TO SOUND SAD AHAH I CAN PULL OUT THE EXTROVERT IN ME WHEN I NEED TOO BUT I JUST REALLY GET HER AND I LOVE HER SM SM SMMM I WANNA GIVE HER A HUG

her being a little nervous about their first time and worrying she’s gonna be bad in bed was SO real AND THE CAR RIDE THERE WHEN HE SAID SHE CANT TALK BECAUSE HE REALLY WANTS TO LISTEN BUT HE CANT LISTEN BECAUSE HE NEEDS TO MAKE SURE HE GETS HER THERE SAFELY UGHHH MY HEART MELTEDDD☹️🥺

another part i found funny was the “omg this is the perfect place for you to murder me 👀” and the way she laid out the whole plan JSDGHAAKKA just them💞💞💞💞💞💞 the fluff at the end was sooooo amazing and the way he was so reassuring about everything she was anxious about before. and them being a lil domestic and going grocery shopping together😭😭😭😭 loved seeing that little glimpse of how they work together alone. i can totally see them getting their own little apartment after graduation like if they decide to go to grad school or get internships or jobs or something idk but they’d be so cute living together officially

I AM SO SOOO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG BUT I ALWAYS ENJOY TALKING TO YOU AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY MWAH

~🎶

I find 1D’s discography is best listened to in certain seasons. So TMH is a summer album. Four is for Fall. Midnight Memories I have a hard time pinning sometimes but I’m a big fan of blasting Strong this time of year when the temp is warming up where I live. MITAM is a winter album to me but obviously I’m listening to them all year round 😂

I’m 😭 thank you for being so supportive it means the world to me. I feel so UNoriginal sometimes but I just love the idea of love and unfortunately there’s only so many ways I can make my couples say I love you hehehe

IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT!!! That’s so cool you were homeschooled! I’ll have about 10009 more questions for you but I need a moment to think about them and ask but I was NOT homeschooled and I feel the very same way about you. I’m a wicked introvert in an extroverted world so it’s ROUGH and WAS rough all throughout college. I still feel stupid most of the time in social situations.

Not to sound egotistical, but loved the little part in the car about getting her there safely 🥰🥰 and the serial killer part was just something to keep it a little funny 😂 so glad you enjoyed!!!

Thank you SO much for envisioning a life after college because now I have some ideas for follow ups!! 👀👀👀

NEVER apologize for long messages. It’s my entire life! I love it! Hope you’re having a good day too!

Xoxo

[citrusillyboe]

😞😞😞 I'm crying that sibling Hcs w the first years were too cute.. ☹️☹️☹️‼️ Can I please request a sibling hc w Vil and the tweels 😋‼️ITS OK IF YOU CNT, STAY HYDRATED ND TAKE CARE <33 💪🏼💪🏼💪🏼

☆Flowers From The Same Garden (2)

☆★headcanons★☆

📒 - summary; sibling headcanons lmao

📒 - character[s] | dorm[s]; vil schoenheit, the tweels (jade leech + floyd leech)

📒 - genre; [platonic + gn!reader] crack and fluff + a little tinge of angst in vil's + cursings + twst EN and JP phrases + implied epel x reader in vil's part (although it was pretty brief)

📒 - notes;

hello anon! i'm glad you enjoyed the hcs ( •̀ ω •́ )✧ i had so much fun writing it and i think i will have fun writing this too since i have SO many ideas for the leech twins, so stay tuned for that✍️(◔◡◔)

also, a little reminder that i dont really know vil THAT well, ive yet to read his vignettes and im only on twst en, so theres maybe some part that seemed ooc or if his part kinda suck ass（ﾉ´д｀）

but anyway, take care of yourself too anon and enjoy reading~!

⁀➷ vil schoenheit

[younger sibling]

(i was a little bit indecisive when i'm trying to figure out if ______ should be the younger or the older sibling, but after a few brainstorming, i settled with younger sibling! :D)

vil absolutely adores you and he meant it!

you two spent so much of your childhood together that it made you two quite inseparable

strong sibling bond pt3

you and vil are quite the opposite with each other

which balances the aspects of you both (again, am i making sense here? idk)

vil teaches you everything he knew about potionology at that time, loving the look of focus you have every time you hear him explain

it's very endearing and he find himself smiling along with you

even if you fail to follow the instructions, he'd lightly reassure you and point out what you did wrong

"Ah! It didn't work..."

"Don't worry, it's a small mistake. You're suppose to put in vermilion essence first before the wyvern tongue,"

"Oh, right right,"

he was the one who teach you about any kind of mannerism since during the times where you're still a kid, your father was rather busy with whatever work he have

so vil was always the one looking after you

he simply teaches you things like table manners, how to talk politely and so on so forth

not only is he doing this because he's the only available caretaker for you but also because he wanted you to be the best version of yourself

and of course, he wanted to give you a great childhood

but he wouldn't go as far as to make you work your ass off every time he's teaching you

he knew you can be stubborn at times so if you say that you wanted to end the session, then it will end

"Vil, I don't want to study today. But how about we go out and visit the market instead?"

"Hm, it's still rather early though,"

"Please? I'm sure I can find ingredients to make our foods!"

"Haha, alright alright. Get yourself ready, okay? Or else I might leave you!"

"Aw, you won't do that, you cherish me too much to do that~!"

early trips to the market is something you two do when it's a free weekend

a little bit of breath of fresh air it seems

but other than buying groceries and what not, the 'trip to the market' is quite frankly a little excuse for you to spend time with vil in a more casual manner

you knew that he sometimes stress himself at certain occasions

so you wanted to at least help him relief some of it

and you know what?

vil really appreciate it

he gets a little excited whenever you say that you wanted to go to 'a trip to the market' with him

it's usually one of the eventual days, consisting of grocery shopping, making flower bouquets and looking through different perfumes, a little rest at a cafe that you two frequently come to,

each one of you ordering almost the same drinks and dessert every single time, and at times, you just let vil pick clothes for you at a boutique

you have vil to thank for arranging the clothes that fit you the most

cause if it weren't for him, you'd wear literally awfully combined clothes with either reasons being to piss people off,

or you genuinely think that's a good clothing combination

and of course, vil couldn't let such things like that happen to his beloved sibling, he's that kind afterall <3

(i can confirm this since i once have awful taste in clothing and if vil ever sees me in any of those clothes combos, he'd roundhouse punch me on the face before demanding me to change into something more tangible and not eye soring)

moving on,,,

i'd say that you weirdly hit off a little too well with rook

maybe it's because you're vil's sibling, or maybe for whatever reasons that he have

you'd rather not know

literally, your first time meeting with rook quite went like this;

Rook; "Ah! If it isn't the one and only, Aide de Poison! I've been dying to greet your presence, ravi de vous rencontrer~!"

______, looking at him with confusion; "...Hah??"

Vil, with a hand on your shoulder; "Don't mind him, ______. He's an oddball, but he means well,"

since you and epel are from the same year, you two also get along very, very well

a little too well even

i mean, vil knew it's pretty obvious on epel side, but you can be pretty oblivious so it's going to be rather entertaining for him to watch~

he'd leave subtle hints on what you like or what you're more likely to do at that time to epel, and pray every single time for you to not miss the hint

oh well, what can he do?

young people can figure it out themselves

i also would like to say that you two take no shits from people!!

absolutely power sibling/power duo/whatever you call it

when you two notice people shit talking about you, two pairs of judgmental eyes are enough to shut them up

especially when paired with chuckles and sinister smiles yum yum yum

go off schoenheits!!

and last but not least,,

______; "Vil, what did we say about comparison?"

Vil; "...Did we talk about that before? I didn't remember,"

______; "Well, if that so, let me refresh your memory. Comparison is not good because it's, obviously, bad! You're quite frankly creating a bad mindset for yourself that you need to be better than everyone else to be able to be satisfied with yourself,"

Vil, sighing; "Is that so...?"

______; "Yeah, and I don't, really like seeing you sad..."

Vil; "Hm, well if you're saying it like that, now I feel bad,"

______; "I mean, you can try to make it up by doing skincare routines with me, killing two birds with one stone technically. So, how's that sound?"

Vil, smiling; "I'd like that,"

you both cherish each other very very much in conclusions <3

⁀➷ jade leech + floyd leech

[triplets]

deadly trio, i repeat, deadly mf trio

if you, per se, value your life, you don't want to mess with EITHER of them leech triplets when they're all in the same place or room

cause if you do, well, let's just say that you're gonna be 6ft underground in a minute

sorry, i don't make the rules

you are a good mix of floyd's chaotic actions + mood swings and jade's calmness + hints of subtle threats

or to put it simply, you are a menace

you gotta be the only person that no one can even know what you're thinking

it's just that you're overly complicated that not even one person can tell what you're about to do next or what you might cause

if anything, jade and floyd are the only ones that can read you

and what's worse is that they will never tell anyone what you're gonna do and might even encourage you to do so in the most vague way

but there's nothing to worry about, really~!

because you don't cause a lot of troubles like floyd

and even if you felt like causing one today, jade would (sometimes) instantly stop you and you'd have no choice than to back down

"Fufu, do you really want to wreak havoc today, ______?"

"You can tell very clearly, Jade~!"

you have your targets that you wanted to play around with and you have your plans on what you want to tease them about

like for example, that odd ramshackle student, they're so fun to play with and you love the reactions they gave you

but of course, you won't go too far since you're still 'kind' enough to let them go even if you're not completely bored yet

whenever he's not with jade, floyd would absolutely drag you around to do the great seven knows what

you don't really care anyway and just join him whenever your mood aren't sour

floyd is always 10 times more chaotic with you alongside him, and you two would just do whatever the fuck you want and if jade's not there, then no one can stop you two

(azul have a slight chance to stop you but if anything, he's scared of you so he keep his distance)

hanging on every tree branches and see who can jump the farthest from where you are hanging from, running around the whole field after school for at least 4 rounds,

THERE ONE INCIDENT WHERE YOU THROW FRESHLY WET SOCKS AT PEOPLE WITH FLOYD DURING A SCHOOL WEEKEND

both you and floyd were just having the time of your life, laughing and having fun while others are just in despair, trying to run away from you two

"Ahahaha~! Macky, catch!!"

"HUH—?!"

it ends with you two having to clean windows for a week but you and floyd were just giggling the whole time as you do so

clearly, both of you didn't learn anything nor do you regret anything during that incident

good for you two ig?

i'd like to think that both of you and floyd's moodiness affect each of you

if floyd sees that you're not in a good mood, he will also not be in a good mood and vice versa

like an infection yknow

"ughhh, i want to sleep and never wake up, class was sooooo boring,"

"but who will play around with meeeeee if you're goneee???"

"just ask Azul, he will be glad to do so,"

"I will not," -azul

riddle is absolutely in despair whenever he bumps with not only floyd, but YOU too

sure, you're a lot more calmer than floyd, he had been in classes with you before and saw how tranquil you can be

but he knew that you're an absolute menace whenever being with floyd

"aha~ goldfishie, what are you doing right now~?"

"goldfishie, hm? what a suitable name, don't you think riddle~?"

he's going to lose his mind at one point, oh well

during days where you are calmer, you would just follow jade and talk about whatever you think is interesting

tailing him around to wherever he's going like a lost puppy

oh wait, that's not the right word um...oh, right

you latch onto him like a parasite

whether you're talking about someone, talking about boring classroom stuff, talking about plants?, talking about places in school??, talking about an event back in the coral sea when you two were kids all of a sudden???

if you haven't realize it now, ______ talks about literally anything in their mind

moray eels nature ig?

anyway,, whether you're talking about any shit, jade would just listen to you with great interest

no matter how boring the subject is, you always have ways to make it sound interesting

one of your perks it seems (and because you're his triplet so is it really that surprising?)

you call everything you think is a mushroom a mushroom

and jade would correct you with a smile every single time

"what about that mushroom over there?"

"ah, that's called Ascomycota and it's a fungi, not a mushroom,"

"well it is a mushroom now cause i said so,"

"oh, ______, you really should learn new things once in a while. mushrooms are indeed fungi, but not all fungi are mushrooms,"

"that literally make no sense, if mushrooms can be this fungi thing, why aren't fungi allowed to be mushrooms??"

"that's the most interesting aspect of it in my opinion~"

if you don't care about constant mushroom dishes;

you'd consume every mushroom jade gives you with no care

it's only mushrooms, it's not like your brother is going to feed you poison mushrooms...

...yet (jkjk)

every time azul and floyd get tired of eating mushroom dishes by jade, they'll dump it all on your mouth as if you're a trashcan

🍄mushroom trashcan🍄

but if you DO care about constant mushroom dishes;

expect a chase scene at one point

floyd checking his back to see if jade's getting any closer,

jade chasing you three, mushrooms on plates and a smile on his face

you're running while grabbing on floyd wrists in case he gets tired of running

and azul being carried over your shoulder

the mushrooms are getting too much and none of you are having it lmao

also

Azul; "Jade, ______, Floyd, please take care of those gentlemen for me,"

Jade, ______and Floyd, with that smile; "As you wish," "With pleasure~" "Aha, sure~"

(okay, i am now in love with ______ leech)

[odiesbun]

Helloween: TxT ver.

There may be mistakes in the text because my native language is not English. Thank you for your likes!

WARNINGS: fluff, Halloween, costumes, pumpkins, house decorations, etc.

Number of characters in the text: 4096

Yeonjun Yeonjun doesn't really participate too much in the feast, he only comes to eat the food. He has a lot of ideas on how to prepare and present certain dishes, including a lot of food decorations like colored icing, different skewers and the like. "Let's decorate the cupcakes with candles, pour caramel over the fruit and pretend it's blood, and make little wings and shards of dough for the rest of the food? That would look great!" He's actually a very creative person. Will pretend to have absolutely no interest in it, but actually have fun like a little kid and run after you with big, cute eyes. "Wow, look, I found a witch's hat! Do you think it would look better on me or on you? Come on, baby, I'm just kidding, of course it would be yours."

Soobin He really wants your costume to be more sexy, not cute, if you don't mind of course. But there's no way he's going to let you off the hook if you actually agree to wear that costume. He'll nag and balk, but he won't let go. "I said no. Hold on to my hand, I won't let you move even a few feet away! Am I jealous? Yes, maybe." He doesn't seem to be going to much trouble with his costume. I think the most he can do is cut holes in the sheet for his eyes and fit completely into it, arguing that he's dressed up as a ghost. He's just too lazy to do anything, yep. "All the costumes in the store are gone, so I decided to make my own. Ah, uh, I'm a ghost, boo!"

Beomgyu He's the one who is most suited to this holiday. Beomgyu is just made for Halloween, you know? He'll be waiting for you around the corner, and after you barely get on your doorstep, he'll jump out from around the corner and yell a loud "Boo!", laughing mischievously. "Come on, that was really funny! I'm so boo, and you're so AH! Haha, baby girl, I'll be sure to get that moment on camera!" Little tease. But really, I know how to scare him too. Pretend you're busy doing something or going somewhere, and then sharply throw a fake spider or insect at him. The Beomgyu will go crazy. "AAH, IT'S A SPIDER!!! Wait, it's not real… *bows to the spider, you pull the string, the spider jumps up* AAH, NO, HE IS REAL, SAVE ME!!!"

Taehyun Is working VERY hard to get ready for the holiday to make you happy. He will decorate the room himself, make the hors d'oeuvres and prepare you the best appetizers, he is the most golden guy of all. "So while you were gone, I decorated all the rooms in the house, made some snacks for the two of us, and I also made couples costumes for us." HE LOVES STEAMY COSTUMES AND ALL THINGS STEAMY, YOU WON'T CHANGE MY MIND. Another fan of carving pumpkins. He won't really bother with the whole thing, just carve the pumpkin's eyes, mouth and nose and then put a flashlight inside. "I think we should give this pumpkin to the guys because it doesn't look as pretty as the others. Although, if we do that, Soobin can use it as a house for Odie, and I don't want a hedgehog living in my pumpkin… Hmm, no, we'll keep this pumpkin."

Huening Kai Kai is used to always spending this holiday with his family, so if you suggest that he dress up in costumes and walk around town with the guys, he will be very stubborn for a long time and still refuse in the end. "No! My mom, by the way, invited you and me and my sisters to visit, they made lots and lots of goodies! Why don't we go over to her house and meet my parents?" In fact, Kai's favorite part of the holiday is cooking, like Yeonjun. He won't be as creative, but he will treat it with great care and curiosity. You will be assisted by his two sisters, Lea and Bahiyyih. "Ah, girls, WE ARE BURNING ALL THE COOKIES NOW!!! Will someone please help me decorate the pumpkin, I can't handle it!" There's a lot of panic…

[xilyks]

Getting them a pet

Characters used: Yoimiya, Xinyan and Beidou(separate) x gender-neutral reader

[Fluff]

a/n: If you would like to send a request click {here} and read the rules before requesting!

Also sorry for not posting much, I was busy this week and was really tired! My mental health was really bad this week so I took a little break. I hope you guys don't mind.

Yoimiya was outside her house sitting on a bench alone. She had just finished the process of making fireworks for the festival, and was in a rush to finish them so that it could be able to be release during the "The Summer Festival" only to be bummed out that she wasn't allowed to set it off. Since it could set the place on fire as the papers in the books are not fireproof. You wanted to cheer her up, what better way than giving her a pet? It can be able to keep her company when you are busy and are fun to play with! You ultimately decided that a dog would be fitting for her. As she is sure as energetic as a dog, and gives her something to do like train it distracting her from the fireworks.

Yoimiya had been outside sitting alone for quite some time now. You observed it from a far due to your position as a delivery person who was delivering a lot of things. Like the newest book of "A Legend of Sword" to Yae's Publishing House. Feeling bad that you weren't there to comfort her or cheer her up about the whole no-fireworks-are-allowed-to-be-launch at the festival. She had been alone the whole day as you worked.

So as you ended your work shift. You immediately made your way to the pet store without telling Yoimiya.

Yoimiya had been pacing back and forth in her home as she was nervous because you usually would end work around the time and you weren't home with her yet. She kept glancing at the time and frowned even more. 'Y/n.. Where are you.. I've been lonely the whole day!' She thought to herself. She was pondering about whether or not to look for you. Did you go out without telling her and got lost? No it couldn't be as you always came home straight away and know your way around.. Did you work over-time?! Couldn't be too as you always were eager to end your work shift to come home.

She decided that she would go and look for you. Just in case you were in trouble. She opened the door and began to look for you. She had already went around Inazuma city and was now walking along the beach taking in the scenery. Now sitting on a big rock. "Did.. y/n abandoned me..?" She then slapped herself "No Yoimiya! Don't think like that! Y/n's not that type of person!" She mentally slapped herself to before looking at the sea.

The calming scenery helped her calm down. Only for the peace to get interrupted. BARK BARK! Yoimiya then turned her head to the direction of the noise. Only to be greeted by a large dog, a medium length yellowish fur. It had a long muzzle too. But the thing that caught Yoimiya was the floppy ears. Yoimiya's eyes then lit up, and began petting the dog stroking its fur happily.

"Hehe! I'll take it you like the gift?" A familiar voice then spoke to Yoimiya. As Yoimiya looked up to see Y/n. She immediately stop stroking the dog and jumped onto y/n, making them both fall flat on the beach.

"Y/nnnnnnnn.. Don't leave me like that again! I missed you so muchhhhh!" Yoimiya whined as she hugged Y/n super tightly. "Haha, sorry about that I just really wanted to surprise you. You just looked sad when I was doing my work." As Yoimiya's eyes widened to you noticing her being alone. She then proceeded to smile as you were thinking of her all this while. She happily accepted your gift as the dog was super cute and was great company.

It has been a week and you have been seeing Yoimiya play with the dog and taught it some tricks. After you finish your work you went back home. Only for Yoimiya to jump onto you again.

"Y/nnnn!! I taught the dog how to do a backflip!! Here let me show you!!" As she dragged you inside the Naganohara house.

Xinyan and you were out strolling together as she needed inspiration to make a song for an upcoming concert. You told her maybe being somewhere where is calming could give her some ideas as most of her songs were quite hot, fiery and very rock'n'roll. Since maybe she could try something new like turning something calm into an epic rock song. She had to think about it and then smiled at you, she would try out your idea so you both set off to luhua pool as it is a calm spot, good scenery, no hilichurls in sight and overall the sound of the calming river.

"Woah this place is really calmin'! I should c'mere more often!" Xinyan exclaimed as she wandered around. Seeing lotus heads, and a lot of birds around. You wandered around to try to get more inspiration for Xinyan. Only to be distracted by a cute little thing.

As Xinyan was taking notes to put them into a song you came up to her. "Xinyannnn!! I found something super adorable!" As you then put your hand which were used to be behind your back in front of you. Xinyan then paused what she was doing to give her full attention to you. Only to be stunned with what she saw in your hand.

It had protruding eyes and no tail. It was also green and had webbed feet. Xinyan then gave you a nervous laugh. "Haha... Y/n.. You should put it back to where it came from.." She nervously said, as she didn't want to scream nor expose her fear of frogs to you as you looked really happy at the moment.

"Awhh! But it is really cute, can we keep it Xinyan?!" You then proceeded to give her puppy dog eyes. Although the puppy dog eyes didn't work this time. You then sighed "Alright.. I'll put it back once we finish gathering information and inspiration" as you went back to looking near Xinyan. As Xinyan was looking around the trees near Luhua pool for the smallest details as it could give her a big boost of inspiration.

Only to not find anything. As Xinyan was about to leave she felt something on her head. Using her hand to reach out to feel what's on her head she felt her hands touch something slimy.

She then realized what is on her head and freaked out. "Get of'ta me!" As Xinyan tried to get the frog off her head. Closing her eyes and using her claymore so that she could scare the frog to retreat and go away from her head.

After a few swings from Xinyan she felt the weight in her head came off and opened her eyes. Only to see the tree covered in scares and the frog being on the ground in front of her. Her eyed lit up as the frog helped her make details which would be able to help her in her pop music.

"Maybe you ain't that bad.." She says to the frog and began walking towards Y/n. While re-considering about keeping it as a pet.

Beidou had been in Inazuma for quite a while and was coming back soon. You wanted to surprise her with a pet. A suitable pet parrot for the captain! You were quite proud of thinking about this gift. As whenever she travels the parrot will be able to remind beidou of you. Just as you were giving the parrot a biscuit. You found a familiar ship with a red flag coming to the docks. You started heading down.

You were in the middle of feeding a green parrot a piece of a biscuit while seeing a familiar ship about to port. As you rushed to the docks to see her again. You saw many if the crew coming out, possibly that they are re-visiting their family again or getting food.

You then saw the person who you were waiting for the entire time. As she stood up with her brown hair blowing through he wind. You immediately ran up to her and hugged her.

"Beidou!! You're finally back!!" You yelled in excitement as beidou was now trapped in your hug. "Haha missed you too partner!" As she beamed a smile at you. Only to be shock to see something on your shoulder.

"Oh who is this little guy?" As beidou used her finger to scratch the parrots head. You then told her its your gift to her as she is always travelling and you wanted to gift her something that reminded her of you. Beidou smiled before saying "I don't need anything Y/n as I have you." You then shook your head and insisted. Even though beidou had rejected your gift so many times.

You still kept on trying and it payed off as she finally accepted the generous gift you got her. At first she played off as she didn't like it. Only for a month later when she arrived back in liyue you see the parrot and beidous relationship professionally changed.

1 month later:

As you were on the board and jumped onto beidou again she laughed. Not only that the parrot too. You then looked at beidou with sparkles in your eyes.

"So you do like the gift!!" You were on cloud nine as beidou likes your gift. Only to be disrupted by a certain bird.

"Y/n SQUACK! Let's get married! SQUACK!"' You looked at beidou with really red cheeks after the parrot had said that. After recovering from that confession from beidou. You looked up at her, instead of confidence all over on her face, you saw her being flustered. Which was indeed a rare sight. ''H-hey! You weren't suppose to say that!" Beidou scolds the bird. As the bird squack happily at the blushing beidou. You decided to save her and change topics.

"Hehe I'm glad you liked the parrot!" You happily said as she then recompose herself and stopped blushing. Before she looked at you with a smile.

"That's not the only thing the parrot could say. Why not come over and I can show you all his lines. As beidou smiled at you again.

[serenityseventeen]

Joshua (홍지수) & S.Coups (최승철):

“I'm in Love With Someone Else”

synopsis: You have been in a 4-year long distance relationship with your boyfriend, Seungcheol, but that's about to change when you meet Joshua, your new apartment unit neighbor.

genres: angst, fluff, romance

characters: potter!neighbor!joshua x fem!neighbor!reader x boyfriend!taekwondo athlete!seungcheol, ft. landlord!jeonghan, taekwondo athlete!soonyoung

warnings: phonophobia, love triangle(?), pottery, sports, long distance relationship, cooking, food, cheating, emotional affair, I guess this is also considered cheating in some aspects but I don't really know since this is a first time for me that I'm writing something like this

word count: < 12,400

a/n: okay so over my long hiatus I, of course, could not stop myself from the ideas flowing into my head, and i just ended up writing this. it's the first time i wrote something like this and i don't have a lot of knowledge about cheating so forgive me if things are strange; plus, I didn't break it into parts because I was lazy; and also, attacca comeback was amazing!!! I've been streaming it nonstop!; technically, this is a declaration of the end of my hiatus but I will not be uploading/writing every day </3

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Hello, Cheol!

How are you doing, baby?

How are your taekwondo practices? Is the training hard or does it feel just right? Are you eating lots of rice and drinking lots of water?

I watch your competitions whenever I can but now that you're overseas, it's hard for me to search for your next competitions on the internet; which is a bit ironic considering how I'm running an online shop now haha.

I'm always cheering for you! Make sure to take care of yourself!! I love you, Seungcheol!

P.S. I heard that someone is finally moving into your old unit! I can't wait to have a neighbor again!

P.S.S. I got my very first order!

~ your girlfriend <3

With a slightly hopeful grin on your lips, you set down your skinny graphite pencil and neatly folded the lined piece of paper into rectangles, fitting it inside a small envelope. You had always been more of a ‘letter sending’ person than a ‘texting’ person and ‘in-person’ than ‘online’.

However, without much money on your hands, you had decided to open up an online shop. It was the only choice you had, or the best choice you had, according to your boyfriend, if you wanted to sell products. With the help of your taekwondo athlete boyfriend, you were able to set up the shop and get materials for the products.

The products you wanted to sell seemed childish as they were things like beaded bracelets, necklaces, little charms that dangled on bags or backpacks, cute rings, things that look to be for children but could make cute collections. You design all of your products yourself and all of them are made by you as well, through knitting, sewing, or on a 3D printer, which is technically, not made by your hands.

After carefully placing the letter into the envelope, your peel off a cute, childish cherry sticker and stick it onto the envelope, sealing it. You picked a black pen from your mug of pens and pencils that sat at the corner of your desk, opposite of the lamp that emitted a yellow-tinted glow. With soft gentle strokes, you wrote, ‘TO: CHOI SEUNGCHEOL, FROM: Y/N’.

Choi Seungcheol was your boyfriend. You two had been dating for 6 years. You met him in your junior year of highschool, in a taekwondo class. He had been taking the taekwondo class ever since he was a young boy, and according to the instructor of that class, he was a taekwondo prodigy. He competed in many competitions and you admired his continuous winning streaks.

Seungcheol was the popular kid. He was manly and way too freaking handsome. He was the school's pride, the taekwondo athlete who was gaining popularity in all of South Korea. He was getting offers for colleges, training programs—they wanted him on a national team because he had potential.

You, on the other hand, weren't the best at taekwondo. Being a junior in high school who spent most of your time sitting around carving pencils, scribbling in notepads, and reading comic books, kicking your feet and throwing your arms around was definitely a challenge.

But, how bad you were at taekwondo was what eventually led you to be the lucky one among all the other girls.

After six years of dating, the memory of how you two met became something you and Seungcheol often bickered about. You recalled the meeting being of him laughing at you as you tripped over your own foot while doing a failed kick but Seungcheol remembered it as when you accidentally bumped into him while walking in the hallway because your nose was in a manga.

You were going to forever insist that you two met through the taekwondo class since it was quite obvious that it was through that taekwondo class that you two got closer.

After high school, Seungcheol had been scouted into a professional taekwondo training program that would help him become a national taekwondo athlete. You, of course, didn't want him to let that opportunity pass, so you encouraged him to go. Now, Seungcheol was attending a sports oriented college as a taekwondo athlete after winning a scholarship.

So, yeah. You two had been in a relationship for 6 years, 4 of which were long-distance. You and Seungcheol were still in a long distance relationship. Getting in touch with him wasn't easy. You liked to write him letters, and you did so consistently, at least every two weeks—for 4 years.

He did reply often but now, he barely did, which broke you inside. You didn't want to show that pain though, because you knew he probably had better things to do than write a letter to his jobless girlfriend who was, without any knowledge, trying to be an entrepreneur.

That's why, in each letter, you tried to remain cheerful for him. You would send him texts from time to time and of course, you two would video call, or call each other too. Around once a year, usually during the summer, he would come visit during his short vacations.

You didn't know how you managed to come this far in the relationship. The memories and happy times you got from being with Seungcheol was what kept you waiting patiently for him to come back.

You didn't even know when Seungcheol was going to come back. At first, he confidently gave a specific time, and that was “after I win the youth competition”, which, after he won, ended becoming indefinite.

Sometimes, it felt like you were holding onto a loose rope.

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“Are you sure you don't need help with that?” Yoon Jeonghan, the landlord of the apartment complex, asked Joshua Hong, the new tenant in room 221.

Joshua was holding a large box that was filled with his many pottery tools, including molds, and clay that was wrapped in a paper bag. He was a potter who had opened a business a few minutes down the block, beside a flower shop. He had taken many pottery classes and decided to go professional with it when others began to realize he had a talent for making plates, cups, and vases.

Joshua flashed a smile to the landlord as he struggled to wrap the key to room 221 in his palm. “I think I'm fine, thank you though.”

With his head poking out from above the box, he made his way toward the elevator, and pressed the button for the 2nd floor. The apartment was around 5 stories tall and looked pretty old on the outside, with the slight rust and vines dangling from the sides of the building walls, but the inside of the apartment was actually modernly furnished and kept clean.

Joshua waited patiently for the doors of the elevator to open and once they did, he took his time stepping out. Working out for the past year had finally paid off, he guessed.

He walked pass units until he came across unit 221. When he saw his new apartment door, Joshua smiled, and opened his palm, using the muscles in his large hand to try and hold the key, but ended up dropping it on the floor. The golden key made clinking sounds as it hit the cold, flat floor.

Joshua didn't really mind it and was about to set down the box, which took around 15 minutes to get into his hands, but stopped when he heard a gentle voice call out from the opposite side of the hallway where he came from. “I got it for you!”

Joshua turned his head to see a beautiful girl quickly jogging over. You bent down and got the key for him. Joshua moved out of the way and watched as she quickly opened the door of his unit for him. He watched your every move, from the quickness of your steady hands, to your kind and focused eyes.

“Thank you,” he managed to say after you opened the door even wider for him.

“Yeah, no problem!” you replied, smiling brightly. He almost got lost in that beautiful smile.

Joshua quickly went inside and set down the box on his living room coffee table, and then hurried back to the entrance, where you were still waiting for him. You held out the key for him and he quickly took it, bringing out his friendly grin.

“You must be the new tenant,” you said, smiling still. You were dressed pretty comfortably, wearing a plain white t-shirt and plaid red pants. In your hand was a book that Joshua didn't recognize. It had fancy writing and cartoons on the cover. “I'm going to be your next-door neighbor, girl who lives in unit 220. My name is Y/N, you?”

“Joshua Hong is usually what I go by.”

“Joshua Hong?” you repeated to yourself. Your eyes wandered around as you continued to engrave the name into your mind. Joshua couldn't help but find that action cute, watching your eyes travel so slowly as you processed his name made his heart skip a beat.

“Nice to meet you, Joshua,” You said.

“Nice meeting you too.”

A short silence followed but you quickly broke it by saying casually, “I'm going downtown for some coffee, so, if you ever need any help, or want to know something, feel free to come over to my unit and ask me.”

Joshua nodded and watched as you busily flipped the pages of that book and walked down the hallway with your head buried in the book. His warm hand clenched onto the key and the right corner of his lips gradually lifted as his eyes followed you, up until the elevator doors closed.

He let out a soft, breathy chuckle, and closed the door of his unit.

-

Around a week after you met your new tenant neighbor, living in the same place that used to be your boyfriend's, he invited you to see his little shop.

Business for you was still slow since your business had just began. You were still working part-time as a reader who recorded the audiobook versions of books online.

The job wasn't a part of your plan but after reading to some kids in a park, you were found and offered the job, and the pay wasn't bad so you took it; not to mention how you could do the work from home. All you had to do was read the book and make sure that you read it well. At times, you enjoyed adding emotions to your voice, and apparently, a lot of people liked that, so there were usually two audiobook versions you would make, one of a normal read and the other with emotions that could be slightly exaggerated.

Joshua had yet to open his shop, he said, because he was still preparing the products. He didn't plan to open his shop for at least 4 months from now, which didn't surprise you.

On some days, when you two coincidentally met in the hallways, Joshua would always give you a gentle smile and a warm greeting of “Hello, Y/N.”

There was something about the tone he always used to say your name and the way he warmly smiled and the slight wave of his hand that always made your heart giggle. You liked greetings, you always had, so you'd always reply, “Hello, Joshua.”

You didn't know Joshua was a potter until the fourth day after you two met.

You were outside of the apartment, enjoying the autumn weather while your hands cupped a mug of apple juice. You had your back leaned against the brick wall at the edge of the apartment building, near the parking lot. The day was gloomy with grey storm clouds decorating the sky. There was barely any wind whatsoever, at most a tiny breeze would brush past once every 10 minutes.

Joshua closed the door of his car with a gentle placid thud. It was early in the morning, around 9 am, and he didn't want to be waking someone up with the shutting of a car door. Even though Joshua would usually be up before 9 o'clock, he knew there were others that needed to be up way later than that.

He had gone to visit his shop earlier that morning, settling the decor, setting up display tables, etc. He was excited to be opening his own pottery shop that sold his clay makings, ranging from bowls and plates to cups and figurines.

His store was his workshop, where he'd make things behind-the-scenes, but he often liked to be molding things at home, so Joshua would leave most of his tools at home; and this, was why Joshua was making his way back to his new apartment. He had forgotten one of his tools in his unit, and it was probably lying around on his living room coffee table.

As Joshua walked toward the front entrance of the apartment, he noticed you, who was sipping something from a mug. You looked peaceful as your eyes stared at the cloud-filled sky. Joshua couldn't help but take a glance for himself what you were looking at, but found that there was nothing extraordinary. The day was gloomy and it looked like it was going to rain any second.

Seeing you had already distracted him from his initial mission. Now that clay mold that was somewhere in unit 221 had to wait a little longer.

Joshua slowly approached you with gentle footsteps. “Good morning, Y/N.”

His voice caught you by surprise as you gulped down a sip of apple juice. You lowered the mug from your lips and replied with a smile, “Good morning to you too, Joshua. What are you doing out here?”

“Well, I have the same question for you, Y/N,” Joshua replied, making his way next to you. He leaned back against the cold, red bricked wall. “I just came back from my workplace to fetch something, how about you? Why are you out here?”

“Well, I just wanted to enjoy the weather, but it's not exactly enjoyable, is it?” You chuckled softly and turned your head to face Joshua. “You said you came to fetch something?”

“Oh, yeah, but it's not urgent. I guess I can stay here for a little while.”

You casually continued the conversation by asking where his workplace was and what it was like, since he had mentioned work.

You were, honestly, a little bored just waiting for someone to place an order for your products, and watching the cars zoom wasn't any fun at all. You had considered stopping by the bookstore and picking out a new comic to binge but decided against it for no reason. So, when Joshua came along and seemed to want to engage in conversing, you decided that it wouldn't hurt to get to know your new neighbor.

The talk went on for longer than the two of you thought. Your mouths began talking away and in a matter of minutes, the conversation had both of you fully engaged. The topics varied; it began with careers and jobs, to hobbies, then how school was like. It was like an introduction to each other that went on for way too long.

It wasn't until Jeonghan, the landlord, came out from his den and told you with his eyes barely open and his hair a mess, “Stop babbling about every little thing out here and go inside before I kick the both of you out!” that the two of you dispersed.

Joshua made his way to his unit and you, to avoid embarrassment, said you were going to the library. You did end up heading to the library afterward and Joshua picked up his waiting clay mold and took his sweet time walking to his unopened store.

While in the library, you thought that maybe, you should try reading non-fiction books, but each one you picked up only reminded you that you had learned enough for one day.

Joshua was a potter. In high school, he was in an arts and crafts club, and he learned to play the guitar. Joshua's workplace was called “CLAYSHUA” because it put his name “joshua” and “clay” together. He was born in America and raised there. He's an only child and his parents live in the US. He came to Korea to take the pottery classes because they were offered to him for free. He took classes after high school. His hobbies were playing guitar, singing, watching movies, and he read from time to time. He had also recently picked up cooking as one of his hobbies.

Those were all the things he told you.

You also learned that he was nice. He was handsome. He was creative. He was artistic. He was a hard worker.

He had way too many things in common with you and now that you were visiting his shop, from the interior to the exterior, you could tell the two of you had even more things that could be of common interest.

You changed the lock screen of your phone to one of your sewn figures instead of keeping it a photo of you and your boyfriend, Seungcheol. You texted him while waiting for Joshua to come to open the door of his shop, asking if he was doing well. At this point, it came to you as no surprise if Seungcheol didn't answer for days.

“You're here?” Joshua said, fumbling with his keys.

You nodded and commented, “It looks like such a great place!”

Joshua had invited you to come over to his shop on the day you two had your first in depth, full length conversation. You said that you'd be there in three days as a joke but after seeing that Joshua may had taken that joke too seriously, you found that you wanted to check out the place too.

Joshua showed you around the place and though it wasn't fully furnished yet, it already looked good. There were tables against the walls and shelves. Plus, the large window that went from the wall near the entrance to the other side of the wall was like a glass display for all of the items Joshua would soon be selling. There were columns upon columns of tables and Joshua explained that he planned to host a few pottery classes as well.

You began to admire him.

He showed you to the back of the shop, showing his little workplace. It was dirtier back there but even so, everything seemed to be nicely organized. What amazed you the most though, was the shelves of all his pottery, there were cups in all different sizes, plates of all different designs, and tiny figurines that looked different from one another.

“I want to make each one of my creations unique,” Joshua commented, upon seeing the sparks in your fascinated eyes. He smiled, feeling an edge of confidence hit him from behind. “I haven't made any vases yet but I plan to in due time. Would you ever like to make something?”

You turned to Joshua. Your eyes had widened slightly. “Make something? In here? Me?”

Your flustered tone made Joshua chuckle. “Yeah, that's if you want to. I can teach you a thing or two about pottery and who knows, maybe we can make a cup or play or vase... If I work all by myself, the creativity would eventually run out.”

You stayed quiet for a moment as you thought about the offer. You couldn't help but stare in awe at his many tools, along with the many different pottery that were being displayed on the shelves. Joshua was a bit nervous at your sudden silence but then it struck him.

“Oh—of course, I'll give you credit.”

You waved your hand dismissively and shook your head. “That's not it, I was just wondering, if I learn how to make different kinds of pottery, maybe I can sell them on my online shop as well.”

Joshua let out a relieved breath with a quiet “ahh” of understanding. “I'll be glad to help you if you ever need me or want to learn.”

After an exchange of smiles, you left Clayshua and headed in the direction of the apartment. Joshua offered to walk you back but you declined, explaining that you had a book that you wanted to return to the library first. The book was in your bag that was hung around your shoulders.

On the walk to the library, you checked your phone and saw a text message from your boyfriend.

CHEOL: Sorry for my late replies, baby. I'm doing fine these days, how are you? How did your first order go?

You smiled at the text and your fingers began tapping.

Y/N: I'm good too, Cheol! My first order went well, the package was sent and received, and the customer was really satisfied so that made me happy...^^

Y/N: How are your competitions so far?

CHEOL: Have you been watching my competitions?

Y/N: I already told you in the letter that I'm having a hard time searching for a broadcast of your competitions

CHEOL: Oh, did you?

CHEOL: Sorry about that, I must've skipped over that sentence.

You felt a small lump form inside your heart, knowing that he probably didn't read your letter. At most, he did a quick skim and put them inside a drawer, telling himself he'd read it later, but never did.

Even without him in your presence, you forced a smile as if he was there, right in front of you, saying those words.

Y/N: It's okay. What are you up to?

CHEOL: Me?

CHEOL: I'm just in bed.

CHEOL: These lonely nights remind me that I have a beautiful girlfriend waiting for me~❤️

Y/N: Gosh~~~

CHEOL: How about you, baby? What are you doing??

Y/N: I'm on my way to the library!

Y/N: I'm returning a comic book

CHEOL: ohh, really?

CHEOL: That makes me miss seeing you even more, like when you used to read to me while I lay on your lap.

Y/N: When are you coming back?

CHEOL: I think after the Nationals.

CHEOL: You better watch it! I'm training hard for it!

Y/N: Okay, I will.

Y/N: Make sure you read my letters!

CHEOL: Of course!

Y/N: I love you.

CHEOL: Love you too❤️

‘After the nationals...’ You thought to yourself as you walked past the tall brick building that was your apartment. The sun was out and happily dancing in the sky alongside the clouds that speckled the blue sky. ‘When will that be?’

You did a quick search and found out that your boyfriend wouldn't be back for another three(ish) months.

‘Why did he make it sound like he was coming soon?’ Your smile was gone as you walked closer to the library.

-

After knowing each other for two weeks, you and Joshua had finally exchanged numbers. It came out randomly but you two decided that maybe, sometime in the future, you'd need to call or text each other.

At that time, you both had met coincidentally while on your way to the coffee shop at the corner of the block. So, you two walked and talked, sharing funny and serious stories, laughing and nodding in understanding. Though the walk to and from the coffee shop was usually a ten to thirty minute walk, you wondered how it ended up extending to an hour.

You wrote another letter to Seungcheol that day.

TO: SEUNGCHEOL, FROM: Y/N

Hello, Cheol!

How's practice so far? Are you doing well?

I hope you are doing okay!

The new tenant in your old unit is a guy by the name of Joshua. He's really nice and is a potter, isn't that so cool? Of course, he'd never be as cool as you, because you're my boyfriend~

I think we are getting along pretty well. When you come back, you should meet him!

P.S. I haven't gotten any new orders but I'm not letting that get to me! I'll be patient for a few more weeks!

P.S.S. I love you! If you see this letter, text me and say ‘cherry’ <3

~ your girlfriend :)

Another week flashed by. The letter had to have arrived at his place. He called you once and texted you twice.

No text from your boyfriend ever mentioned a cherry.

-

A month after meeting Joshua, you visited his store with some desserts you baked and were giving out. You had already given all of the tenants you knew some cookies and donuts but Joshua was the only one who wasn't home. You figured that Joshua was in his little workshop, since you had come to notice that that must've been his favorite place to be, and when you arrived at Clayshua unannounced, the few knocks you left on the door made Joshua jump.

As he walked over to open the door for you, his posture was good and everything but his hands were neat. His hands were held up, like he was about to conduct a surgery, but instead of being cleaned, it was messy, smudged with a light brown substance.

“Sorry, it seems like you were busy,” You said, as his messy hands left a stamp of clay on the door handle.

Joshua shook his head and smiled. He hadn't see the paper bag you were holding behind your back just yet. “It's fine but what brings you hear in the middle of the day?”

You gave him an affable smile and pulled the bag from your back in front of you. He gave a puzzled “oh?” as his princely smile began to form on his pinkish lips. You smiled even brighter and explained, “I baked some sweets and handed them out to everyone.”

When he heard that you handed out sweets for everyone, he was disappointed in himself for thinking otherwise. He glanced into your beautiful eyes before looking down at the bag of sweets again, putting the thought behind him.

“And everyone happened to be inside their homes but you weren't answering the door. I waited a few minutes for you, to see if you'd come back soon, but you didn't. I was afraid that the sweets wouldn't be good later and grow stale if I didn't give it to you now,” You said, the long explanation causing you to go out of breath. Joshua was smiling with his ears wide open, taking in every word. He found you so cute again. “So, I figured that you'd be here, in Clayshua. Well, my guess was right, wasn't it?”

He giggled a bit and nodded, making way for you to step inside. He closed the door to the shop as you set the bag of sweets on one of the tables Joshua set up, for pottery classes in the future, you remembered him saying.

“What were you doing?” You asked, watching as Joshua locked the door with a satisfying click.

“You remembered how I told you that I hadn't made any vases yet?” Joshua replied, quickly disappearing into the bathroom, his voice echoing against the partially empty walls of Clayshua.

“Yeah.”

You could hear the tap water run.

“I was making some vases, you know, spinning it around, while shaping it.”

Joshua's voice echoed from the bathroom.

“Oh, that's cool. Is there anything I can help you with?” You replied, waiting for him to finish cleaning up his hands. “I do feel a bit bad for disrupting your work.”

“I should be the one feeling bad— you came all the way over here with snacks for me, I should definitely be the one to feel bad,” Joshua said, wiping his hands with a towel as he stepped out of the bathroom.

Talking with Joshua could either be you two beautifully and easily conversing, or bickering, going back and forth between who was more sorry when really, you two were just overreacting.

“Well,” you proposed, “You said that you were always open to creativity, right? How about letting me help with making a vase? I'll pay you for the materials I use.”

The offer was deadly tempting. Joshua never want edto be too accepting of your kindness and he even made promises to himself while he lay in bed at night thinking about you that he, Joshua Hong, would no longer be the accepting your overly kind acts if he had nothing to repay you.

Yet, his mind and heart added a selfish offer to the table.

“Fine, I'll show you how to make one,” Joshua said, in defeat as he grabbed one of the donuts with a brown paper towel. “Follow me.”

If you were so persistent with your kindness, he could take advantage of that.

He could have you with him longer.

So, Joshua led you to his little workshop in the back of his store. The lights were on, a nice yellow color, and the floor was hard concrete. The place looked a bit more like and untidy garage than a pottery workshop but you didn't even know what a pottery workshop was supposed to look like.

Joshua glanced over at you and saw you with your familiar lustrous eyes as you looked at his glistening pottery. He was glad that he could make your eyes sparkle like that, it made him feel proud and happy. He caught himself smiling and immediately retracted the curve of his lips as he sat down on a stool, in front of his unfinished vase.

“Come and take a seat,” He said calmly, patting the wooden stool beside him. “I'll show you how to make a vase, after that, you can do whatever you want with this jumble of clay. I'm assuming you don't know anything about making pottery, right?”

You smiled and nodded, taking a seat beside Joshua. “Are you going to get your hands dirty again? You literally just washed your hands.”

Joshua looked down at his hands that were already reaching toward the unfinished vase. He tilted his head slightly and amusedly chuckled.

“Right... but it's okay.”

Joshua taught you how to make the vase and the steps were surprisingly simple, but you quickly realized that it took a lot of body control to make a beautifully shaped vase.

What lingered on your mind after you left was how Joshua taught it to you. He apologized a million times for slightest physical contact you two encountered but somehow, that made it even more memorable for you. Whenever he apologized for having to teach you by putting his hand on top of yours, you just laughed because, to you, it wasn a big deal.

Well, it shouldn't be a big deal.

He placed your wet hand on the muddy clay and with his hand behind yours, he slowly guided you on how to make the vase. His hands were very delicate, you observed, and he was like a professional potter. His hands were warm as they were on top of yours, and though it was messy, you both didn't mind it.

You don't even remember how the vase looked like, no matter how hard you try to recall. All that could come to your mind was Joshua, his endless polite apologies, and his large, warm hands.

Over the course of the month after the pottery session, you and Joshua began spending an immense amount of time together, and you didn't see anything wrong with hanging out with your neighbor who was like a new best friend.

Though, sometimes, if you were honest, you did disregard some things that you felt you shouldn't be doing with Joshua. However, the happiness that you felt around the presence of Joshua was no joke. You had never for the past 4 years felt so happy to be around someone. Hanging out with friends, family, and even possibly your boyfriend—you hate to admit—did not make you feel different.

Joshua was different.

In the second month that you and Joshua met, the weather was always gloomy. Rain was always pouring from the dark skies and angry clouds were always looming above. During those shadowy days, you spent most of your time inside and Joshua balanced his life in and out of rain.

You worked on your cute little products inside your house and Joshua would make pottery inside his house too, but sometimes he'd venture outdoors and take a nice long walk under an umbrella with pattering rain toward Clayshua for work, enjoying the chilly breeze and smell of autumn rain.

You've always had a fear of loud noises but no one seemed to remember that, even your busy boyfriend. The loud strikes of thunder would always jump you awake when you're in the middle of slumber. Usually, the roars of thunder wouldn't be loud enough to frighten you, but one night, even earplugs and headphones couldn't keep the sound away. Being a sensitive sleeper, you always woke up shivering in fear whenever you heard loud noises.

So, to try and get rid of the noise, you left your apartment on one of the higher floors and headed to the ground floor, where the front desk was.

The landlord was nowhere in sight and the office only had the clerk, who had his head back against his chair, drool dripping from the corner of his lips. You were hoping you'd find someone to talk to in the middle of the night, someone who couldn't sleep because of the loud thunder just like you.

That's when you had heard a soft calling of your name resonating from the stairway. You had taken the elevator to the first floor, a long, fluffy blanket wrapped around your shoulders to prevent the cold from touching your skin.

You turned around toward the stairway and saw a familiar broad figure. It was Joshua.

He was dressed comfortably, one hand in his black sweatpants pockets, wearing a loose white t-shirt showing. He seemed a bit shocked to see you in such a state but then kindly smiled.

“What are you doing here with a blanket?” Joshua asked, closing the door to the stairway as he walked toward you, who was still standing and staring in the middle of the clean lobby as if stunned. “Why aren't you asleep at this hour?”

“I could ask the same thing,” you replied.

You and Joshua sat down in the chairs at the lobby that were against a wall where a painting gifted from one of the tenants to Jeonghan hang.

“I couldn't sleep well,” Joshua said, smiling softly. His hands were clasped in his lap as he sat beside you. “What about you?”

“I have a fear of loud sounds,” You replied, awkwardly and shyly smiling to yourself. You looked down at the ground. You didn't want to sound lame but that's exactly how it sounded. “So, I thought that someone might be awake at this time. I wanted to distract myself a little from my fears.”

Joshua nodded in understanding. “Then...”

You looked up at him and your eyes met. His eyes looked like they held the galaxy in them. Your heartbeat started jumping, racing, accelerating from staring into his eyes.

“Want to talk for the night?”

You could never look him in the eye, ten seconds would be your limit, maybe even less.

Yet, you could talk with him endlessly, no matter how far you two went into the night and comply to his request when he asked you to read him a book.

Thunderstorms would continue for the following week and every night, before bed, you'd hear a single knock on your door. You didn't even need to open it. Joshua was always at the other end and you two would exchange words between the closed door with your ears pressed on it. He was always telling you that he was sorry to be interrupting you, but also asking if you were alright. You would have to assure him many times that if the thunder was unbearable, you'd be the one to knock down his apartment door.

He would chuckle.

Joshua also came over many times to your apartment unit and you two would do the simplest things. At first, Joshua didn't like to be with you alone in your home, but soon, he began to feel comfortable. You let him in and told him that he was always welcome. You two would share the slightest happy moments with each other but also the hardest burdens and worries you both had.

One time when he came over, you taught him to make bead bracelets. You were originally making bracelets for some new orders you got and Joshua was stopping by to check up on you. Curiosity got the best of him eventually as he watched your beautiful hands slide a bead onto a string, create a pattern, and close off the bracelet. You didn't mind letting him use some of your materials because you didn't have a large franchise yet.

The bracelet he created was made up of some of his favorite colors, blue and pink, with the letters SHU spread among the beads.

“I didn't want to use up too many of your beads,” Joshua had said as he handed the bracelet to you. “You can keep it for me.”

He also talked about how enjoyable it was and how he was going to incorporate it as a hobby, which made you feel proud, butterflies swarming your stomach.

Within that same month, Joshua went out one night with his friends for a drink. He had been feeling sick since two days before but couldn't deny because apparently, they all wanted to meet up and catch up with Joshua. Those friends had gone to college or started working and Joshua was the only one among them who began his own business. His friends were either clerks, office workers, or managing part-time jobs while going to college.

After a festive night drinking out with friends, Joshua had a bad hangover. He was feeling dizzy and nauseated, lazy and unmotivated, and he didn't want to leave his bed. Aside from his already worsening flu, his head hurt like crazy and the memories from the night before were still vivid. He regretted drinking so much and even agreeing to playing all those drinking games, that he lost to most of the time due to his lack of knowledge in them.

Thankfully though, you showed up at his door with a bracelet, that ended up with you making hangover soup for him at his place while he sat at the kitchen with his head down on the counter, mumbling countless apologies for making you go through so much trouble.

After he said that, he ate the hangover soup you made, and ended up passing out while you did the dishes. You were worried, of course, and ended up staying at his place even longer after you realized that he was battling a lava temperature fever.

You stayed with him until he woke up, tapping a cold wet towel from his forehead to his neck and nape.

While he slept, one side of his face against the cold surface of the counter, you gazed at him. You admired his long eyelashes, full lips, and every aspect of his face that you never got a chance to look at close-up before. The more you stared at his features, the more your face subconsciously drew closer to his and the more your heart fluttered.

As you stared at him, your heart was already speaking but your mind continued to wonder, ‘What's with me being around you? Do I like you?’

You just sighed and stared at him even more before shaking away the thought and backing your head away from his.

‘No. I can't.’

‘I'm in love with Seungcheol.’

Those words played in your mind but your heart continued to race as you looked at Joshua.

He apologized once again when he woke up, embarrassed that you got to see such a sight of him.

You just shook your head, saying that it was okay.

Earlier that day, you had received a letter in the mail from your boyfriend, Seungcheol. You hadn't got the chance to read the letter because you were so preoccupied with Joshua.

Even when you returned home, you ended up forgetting about that letter, despite having nothing to do at home at all.

It was because there was only one thing on your mind.

Joshua.

Joshua.

Joshua.

Joshua.

Joshua Hong.

And you once again, ended up in Joshua's kitchen not long after making him hangover soup. This time, you were cooking a soybean paste stew for Joshua's parents because they were coming over and according to Joshua, after having tried your soybean paste stew once, claimed that you had the best soybean paste stew recipe ever. He wanted to learn it and cook it for his parents, if that was okay.

After rummaging through your drawers to clean it out, you had found the unread, unopened, long-awaited letter from Seungcheol. You wanted to read it and write back before he came back home—which you realized was only about a month away—but that was when Joshua appeared at your door with his puppy eyes and soft smile.

For Joshua, you forgot that a rejection, denial, and the word ‘no’ existed.

So, that's how you ended up with Joshua again. Alone. In his apartment. With him.

It didn't seem right at all and your mind was finally realizing that. You waited for Joshua to finish cutting up the vegetables, your hand against the brim of the counter, waiting for the radish and brownish broth to come to a boil. You kept your eyes on him, like you were analyzing his every move.

Your mind was finally telling you that it wasn't right and you had finally realized that all this time, your heart was the one guiding you with all of your actions. A heavy load was burrowing itself inside your heart, making you somewhat nervous, guilty, and scared.

‘Seungcheol,’ You reminded yourself. ‘Choi Seungcheol is my boyfriend.’

Yet, upon remembering your boyfriend, you realized further the limited contact you had with Seungcheol and that made you feel even worse. When was the last time you two contacted? You two were boyfriend and girlfriend, yet it seemed like months since you two had a heartfelt conversation. He had a letter for you, for the first time in what felt like ages, and it was just sitting on your desk untouched.

Then, thinking about letters made you remember the ones you sent. Out of the many that you sent, how many did he return? How many of them did he actually read? How long had it been since you last sent a letter to your boyfriend?

“Why didn't you tell me that the soup was boiling?” Joshua asked frantically, quickly sliding all the vegetables off the cutting board, into the boiling pot of stew. He then picked up the pieces of tofu he cut and added them as well.

“Oh, sorry about that,” You replied, quickly brushing off the thoughts of Seungcheol. “I was just... in a bit of a daze.”

“Oh? Are you okay?” Joshua asked, wiping his hands with a towel that hung beside the oven mitts.

You nodded with a short smile. “Just a bit of things here and there, but I'm fine. When are your parents coming?”

“They'll be here by 7 pm, we still have around 30 minutes left, which is plenty.”

You nodded.

Talking with Joshua should have made you more concerned about your relationship with him. It should have made you feel even more guilty because you were in a relationship with Seungcheol, yet, you were constantly spending time with Joshua. Joshua made your heart flutter with his sweet words, dazzling smile, and twinkling eyes. You two shared wholehearted conversations, were each other's support, and helped each other out. You had fallen for Joshua and you knew it deep inside but there was still a wall of warriors, fighting back the feelings, denying the reality, because you were in a relationship. It should have made you feel guilty. Yet, the more you and Joshua talked, the more refreshed you felt.

“Here, let's have a taste test,” Joshua said after a few minutes passed and the stew began to boil again. He grabbed a ladle and scooped a bit of the bubbling, boiling broth. He gently blew it and slowly took a small sip.

Immediately, his eyes widened and he smiled, his eyes sparkling with fascination. “Woah, this is insane.”

“Really?” You asked, feeling a sense of proudness sweeping over your body upon catching the sight of seeing Joshua amazed. You quickly lean in and take a sip of the hot broth, slightly numbing your tongue.

It was delicious though, so you squeezed your eyes shut and smiled, savoring the taste of the delicious soybean paste stew.

“I'm sure my parents will love it,” Joshua said, smiling as he gazed at your expression, before turning away.

Just then, you both decided to lean in for another sip. Your lips were already on the ladle and Joshua's paused upon seeing your mouth reach for it first. He could hear his pounding heartbeat drumming against his chest as his eyes could do nothing else but focus on your lips.

His hand gradually lowered the ladle.

You had nothing else to look at but Joshua.

So that's what you did.

You gulped down the stew and watched in a frozen stance as Joshua's stare approached a place right under your nose.

“Your hair looks nice today,” He said.

God, he wasn't even looking at your messy bun that you put in a hurry.

His large hand hesitantly placed on your neck, you could feel the warmth spreading through his body. He was so close now, you could feel his breath against your lips, tempting you to bite it or press it away so that he couldn't lock his lips against yours.

Yet, you didn't move because everything just felt so right.

“Can I kiss you?”

That question snapped you back into reality.

You backed away while stumbling.

“I-”

You look at him apologetically, feeling the guilt that hid away building up even more ferociously.

“I have a boyfriend.”

You could remember Joshua's gaze as you walked away from him and out of his apartment unit.

He didn't look angry or sad.

He didn't even look disappointed.

He looked embarrassed.

When you walked to your apartment that was right next to his, you felt even worse, because of you did, and what you were going to do if not for Joshua's question that brought you back to your senses.

After lingering at the door for a while, your eyes closed, trying to control your breathing, heart, and mind, you walked over to the white, rectangular envelope that sat on your desk.

TO: Y/N

FROM: YOUR BOYFRIEND CHERRY <3

How are you doing, my baby?

I know it's been a while since I last replied to one of your letters. I know just how much you love sending letters back and forth like this, so I'm sorry that I couldn't keep up with it.

I always use the excuse that I'm busy. All. The. Time.

I'm sorry for not being able to spend time with you. I promise that after I win the Nationals, I'll come stay with you for a long time. I want to take you outside and light up fireworks together, kiss under the moonlight, and go on dates that we never got the chance to do.

A long distance relationship surely is hard, right?

I promise it'll be over soon, just hang in there a bit longer for me, okay? I promise that when I come back, we'll have enough money to move out of that apartment and get your business dolled up.

Then, we can get married, okay?

I know we don't talk, text, or see each other often, but I still love you, okay? I love you, baby.

I love you, my beautiful lady.

Just a month left by the time this letter arrives.

I miss you.

I love you.

~ sincerely, your boyfriend <3

The letter was sweet but you felt a bit bitter. You had even forgotten that he had his competition at the Nationals soon and if that didn't make you feel bad already, what he mentioned in the letter just made your heart sink.

You were afraid of fireworks popping in the sky, even if it looked beautiful.

And that only made you feel worse.

So you decided to give Seungcheol a call, but he didn't pick up.

“Why am I not surprised?”

You sigh to yourself as you dropped your head on the hard wooden desk.

-

The next day after you and Joshua bumped into each other on your way out, Joshua apologized for what he did in the kitchen the previous night. You said it was fine because it wasn't and the pain from seeing Joshua's expression made you hurt even more.

Joshua had fallen for you so hard that he forgot to ask the most important question: do you have a boyfriend?

So, that night, when you backed away and said that you had a boyfriend, he just wanted to laugh at himself for being so stupid. You were such a wonderful, amazing, beautiful woman, what were the chances that a woman like you wouldn't be in love with someone else?

Yet, even now that he knew you were in a relationship, he wanted to keep you close. He didn't want to let the friendship you two created as neighbors shatter.

So as the third month of knowing each other drew closer, Joshua acted as if nothing happened. He continued talking with you, sharing stories with you, and telling you that you looked beautiful. He gave you a mug that he made because it reminded him of you; he was so undeniably in love but he was trying to cover it up as friendly affection.

Platonic affection.

You, on the other hand, wanted to push Joshua away. Your resolve was that if you removed Joshua from your life, you'd stay in love with Seungcheol, and Joshua wouldn't be a part of your life. Everything would be complete, you'd have a happy family, relationship, and Seungcheol wouldn't have to know anything about you and Joshua.

But, you couldn't do that. You didn't want to lie to Seungcheol, because, no matter how much you tried, everything, this or that, it couldn't change.

Being away from Joshua only made your heart ache.

Soon enough, the only thing in your head was Joshua. Whenever you made bracelets for fun while waiting for customers to come in and order—though you did see a bit of flourishing of your online shop—you ended up making a bracelet out of his favorite colors, blue and pink, putting letters from your name across the bead bracelet. You didn't want to give it to him but you ended up giving it to him because seeing that bracelet you made while thinking of him lying around for so long made you annoyed.

When he received the bracelet, Joshua couldn't help but smile. He caught the bracelet he made for you on your wrist, hiding under the sleeves. He took the bracelet and began wearing it almost every day. He loved it so much but he would always have to remind himself that, no matter how much it seemed like you like him in a non-platonic way, he was just a neighbor and friend. You were in a relationship.

He had to convince himself nearly every day that you weren't feeling the same way. Sometimes, Joshua would slap himself while looking into the mirror, thinking, ‘you have fallen too hard, Joshua. Way too hard.’

-

You quickly sealed the envelope and delivered it to the post office, hoping that the letter would arrive at Seungcheol's dormitory before he came back. You wanted him to see the letter but when Seungcheol texted you the next morning that he had won the National Taekwondo Competition in the States and was going to come home as fast as possible, you were positive that he wouldn't be able to see the letter.

That made you partially relieved, because if he saw that letter, you would be deemed a true coward. It also made you feel bad because he would have to know the cold truth. The betrayal that you had decided to face with honesty. You didn't want to lie to Seungcheol anymore. You didn't want to put him through hell because he just won the Nationals, his life-long goal, and was probably waiting to excitedly celebrate it with his beloved girlfriend, only for her to tell him that she's in love with someone else.

You buried your hands in your face, sitting with the desk in front of you. On top of the desk was scrambled pieces of yarn and a box of sewing supplies, along with a mug that had a small rabbit engraved on the front, gifted from your next-door neighbor, Joshua.

Seungcheol was going to arrive any second. He probably had hailed a cab and was on the road to your apartment.

You thought about delaying the breakup.

After 6 years of dating Seungcheol, two years in-person and four years long-distance, would it all be ruined just because you met this man you fell in love with after around 3 months? After supporting each other for so long? After being in love for so long? Was it really going to be worth it?

You thought that maybe after spending a few days with your boyfriend again, you'd realize your love for him and love only him again. Seungcheol would be the only man in your life.

But that wouldn't be as easy as it seemed.

Truthfully, those three months you spent with Joshua felt the equivalent to or even more than those four years you spent in a long-distance relationship with Cheol. Being together for 6 years, you thought that it was normal for couples to contact each other less and still be in love.

All you could do was sigh in frustration, guilt, and anxiousness.

If you delayed the breakup, that would be the equivalent to hiding your probably mutual feelings toward Joshua. You didn't want to do that. You didn't want to lie to him. You didn't want to hide.

Just then, the doorbell rang, causing you to jump.

From the knocks that followed after, you could already tell who it was, even though it had been almost a year since the two of you last met up.

You quickly walked and opened the door, greeted your boyfriend with a warm, welcoming hug, and then shut the door behind him. He didn't saw much as he came in, only a short and comfortable “hey baby, I missed you”.

You immediately sat in the living room with him and didn't want to hesitate with the breakup. You sucked in a deep breath and let out an even heavier breath.

“Is something wrong?” Seungcheol asked, leaning toward you a little. He reached his hand out toward you but something inside him made him stop halfway.

Seungcheol was tired from the long flight and wanted to go to sleep but he knew that you probably missed him like crazy, like you would always, and you'd want to cuddle while watching TV or catch up and talk for hours until midnight would strike.

“Seungcheol,” you said seriously, the sight of him already making your eyes look apologetic. Your heart was already suffocating. You wanted to continue sounding serious like how you began by calling his name, but when you asked the question, your voice became weak and struck with pain. “Can we break up?”

Your eyes were teary, causing Seungcheol to feel confused.

“What? What are you talking about?” Seungcheol asked, cupping your face and wiping the tears that were flowing down your cheeks slowly. You tried your best to control them but you couldn't after knowing what you were doing to Cheol. He didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the situation just yet and it pained you to know how he would feel.

“I want to break up, Seungcheol,” you replied, amidst your tears, placing your hand on his. “I'm sorry. I'm not pranking you. I'm not trying to be funny... I... I genuinely want to break up.”

“Why?” He asked, the tears beginning to crawl up his throat, making you feel even worse. His happy smile from when he first entered turned into a saddening frown as his eyes began to well up with tears unstoppable. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, I did,” you continued. “I was the one who did something wrong. I'm sorry. I want to break up.”

“No, no, I bet it was because of me,” Seungcheol said, forcing himself to smile, his hands weakly slipping away from your face. “Even I know what type of boyfriend I've been for the past four years. I don't know how you managed it, Y/N.”

You stayed silent as he swallowed back his tears and continued.

“I took you for granted, I acknowledge that much. I wanted my dreams to come true so I left you to go accomplish those darn dreams. You stayed with me for the past four years that I was away, clinging onto those two years that we spent before I left. You don't even know how much I've changed while I was in the States and I don't even know what you do here,” Seungcheol explained, wiping away his tears.

“You know all of those letters that you send me? I only open a few of them and I've always told myself to read one of them every day, but I always end up going out with friends, studying, or practicing taekwondo late at night. When I look back on it, I realize that the you that I know and love may not be the same. The little amount of contact that we keep makes me frustrated too but then I realize that it's because of me that our contact is limited.”

You wanted to bury your head and cry.

“So, you can blame me for the breakup. Now that you can't take it, you can tell me that now. I'm sure you've been sick of it, right?” Seungcheol reached out his hand to you and gently stroked your hair, smiling away the pain like he always did.

“I am a little sick of it,” you replied honestly. “I hated it so much but I didn't want to sound like I did because I love you and that was the only reason I needed to keep going. I tried to understand, Cheol.”

You gulped and looked into his eyes, wiping away his warm tears. “I won't blame you though, Cheol. I just want to break up because I...”

“You don't have to say the reason.”

Seungcheol smiled softly.

“Just let me sleep here for the night. I'll leave tomorrow. You don't have to ask me to break up, if you want to, then we can. I know how much you must've been hurting.”

Seungcheol turned away to hide, his hand slipping away from yours.

“Have you showered? Eaten?” Seungcheol asked, sniffling.

You covered your mouth and tried to hold in your tears as they began to fall again.

“Yeah, I have.”

“Okay, that's good. Are you getting ready for bed now?”

“Yeah.”

“I'll sleep on the couch tonight. Don't worry about me, go to bed first. I'll take my last shower here and eat my last meal. You can go to bed first.”

“But—”

“Please, go.” His sudden plead was a shout of desperation, anger, and sadness.

Seungcheol hated himself for the kind of boyfriend he was. The only thing that made him feel happier was the fact that he was finally setting you free despite all his love.

When you went into your bedroom, Seungcheol took a quick shower and ate a quick meal that your prepared for him earlier that day. He cried while eating, noticing that that may have been the best meal he ever had in his life despite it being simple. You had always been a great cook, preparing all of his lunches whenever he went to practice.

While Seungcheol ate and reminisced the memories, he was smiling between his tears.

Even when he laid on the couch and looked up at the blank ceiling, he cried, thinking back on the times that you and him cuddled while watching television, then realizing that that was the only thing you two ever did on that particular living room couch.

-

The next day, you saw Seungcheol off. He boarded a taxi and said that he would be going to visit his parents and siblings.

When you went back into your apartment you stared at it for a while. You packaged some of your customer's orders and sent them to the post office and proceeded life unlike every other day. Your heart was now aching to let him, Seungcheol, go, but you knew it was for the better.

When you returned from sending off the packages, you boarded yourself up in your room for the next few days. Joshua seemed to be worried, always knocking on your door here and then, but after hearing no reply, he'd assume he came at the worng times. It didn't really matter to him that you two didn't talk for around 3 days because he still saw you around, wandering in the lobby, or by chance outside, through the window by your living room.

On the fourth day after the breakup, you decided to head out of your apartment for the first time. You took a walk around the block and stopped at Clayshua. You didn't plan on seeing Joshua there, just stopping by to take a look, but when you arrived, you saw Joshua placing pots and bases for display.

You stopped and stared for a while before knocking on the window to catch Joshua's attention.

He turned to you and smiled as he went to open the door for you.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, clapping his hands together to get rid of the traces of pottery that sprinkled his hands. “The weather is getting colder, shouldn't you have worn a thicker coat?”

You smiled softly and took a step closer to him.

“What's with your eyes? Why are they swollen?” Joshua took a step closer to you to inspect your eyes that cried all night. You tried to change the topic.“Y asou said that your shop is opening soon, right?”

You put your hand behind your back and smiled, trying to hide your swollen eyes. “I hope your shop does well.”

“Thanks,” he replied. His simple words were enough to get you smiling. You could tell that he was still inspecting your eyes, wondering to himself if you had late-night ramen or if you cried.

So, you decided to tell him the truth.

“I broke up with my boyfriend, that's why my eyes look bad.”

“No, they don't look bad,” Joshua reassured, trying to meet your gaze. He sounded concerned in his follow-up question, “Are you okay though?”

“Well, yeah. I just wanted to, you know… I didn't want to hide my feelings for you from him.”

The calm tone as you said that bluntly and your innocent smile left Joshua stunned. He didn't know what to say or do with your sudden confession but he felt somehow delighted deep inside his heart. His heart was stilling skipping rope just from the sight of you.

You made your way to the door, telling that you were just stopping by to say hi. Joshua laughed at that.

As you were about to leave and blend into the crowded streets again, Joshua called out your name. Your head peeking from over your shoulder, you listened intently as Joshua said with a bit of nervousness, “I'll wait for you. You don't have to come to me right away. If you still need time after your breakup, I'll respect that. Okay?”

You smiled gently but brightly at Joshua and nodded slowly before making your way out and back to the apartment.

-

“Hey Cheol,” Soonyoung, Seungcheol's roommate and a member of the national taekwondo team, called out while holding an envelope. He had gone to collect the mail like he did every end of the month and noticed a familiar white envelope and writing on it. “I think it's another letter from your girlfriend that you broke up with.”

Seungcheol was playing games on his computer when Soonyoung dropped the envelope on his desk. Around two weeks had passed since you and Cheol had broken up.

“We don't get much mail anymore and the only one who did send us mail was your girlfriend. Do you even read her letters? Wait—you two broke up, right?” Soonyoung babbled while chewing on a piece of gum and throwing on one side of the wireless buds.

“Mind your own business, Soonyoung.”

“But talking about your breakup, are you doing okay, man? You seem a bit out of it but you also seem to be coping with it better than I thought.”

Seungcheol, annoyed at the continuous mentions of his breakup, turned to his roommate and good friend Soonyoung while glaring. “Do you have a death wish?”

He looked at the letter and knew that it was probably sent quite a bit ago.

He didn't want to read it but when Soonyoung was asleep, sometime near midnight, Seungcheol tore the envelope open while sitting on the floor against his bed. His lamp was on and reflected a dim light that was bright enough to read but not bright enough to awaken a sleeping tiger.

He stared at the ‘TO: CHOI SEUNGCHEOL, FROM: Y/N’.

He stared at it for a while before he decided to unfold the letter, being met with your familiar and neat handwriting, each stroke looking delicately engraved on the paper.

Hello, Seungcheol.

It's been a while since I last wrote a letter to you. In fact, I don't remember the last time that I did, though I'm sure it wasn't a super long time ago.

I'm sure that all of my letters are probably stacked up in a drawer somewhere but I'm hoping that you would read this one. I'm a complete coward for writing this before I can tell it to you but now that I look at it, this letter may not be looked at until after the breakup.

Now, you may be wondering, ‘what breakup’?

I'm going to break up with you, Seungcheol.

Now, please don't blame yourself for anything. This is all my choice. I want to break up.

Those six years that I spent with you were precious.

I can still remember the days that we spent together. Some of them are more memorable than others but each of them special.

Do you remember when I needed help with my taekwondo kicks in high school? You held the punching bag for me and I accidentally kicked your shoulder really hard. You told me that you were fine but your face was so red. I was laughing so hard but I still brought you to the hospital and that's where we had our first kiss; to shut me up from rambling on and on about it.

I don't want to go over our love life in a letter. Sorry, writing letters has always made me nostalgic.

I just want you to know that I love you, Seungcheol.

But I'm in love with someone else even more.

You probably haven't met him yet but I've talked about him before, in a previous letter I wrote to you, though I'm unsure if you read them. I know that you don't read my letters and that's okay with me, just hurts me a little, but I understand.

The man that I have fallen for is such a simple man. You don't have to worry about me. He's caring and kind-hearted, he's strong and intelligent, you can trust me on that, Cheol. He talks with me and tells me all of his problems and also listens to me.

I was afraid that you'd be worried for me.

I'm sorry, Seungcheol.

I'm sorry for being in love with someone else.

Now, this letter is probably all over the place, because that's exactly how I feel. It's not easy for me either but I'm unable to help this feeling. I'm a mess and I'm in love with someone else.

I hope you understand.

~ Y/N.

Seungcheol rubbed his forehead.

“Gosh, you dummy, why did you have to repeat it so many times?” Seungcheol said to himself, holding back tears.

That's when he decided to spend the rest of the night reading through each and every letter you sent, from four years ago to the breakup.

Soonyoung just sighed in his bed, watching his friend from afar, wanting to lend a comforting hand, but not moving an inch. He shook his head and closed his eyes gently, unable to bear the sight of his crying friend.

‘He has it worse than I thought.’

Soonyoung badly wanted to shout at his friend who was sobbing in the dark with a dim light, thinking no one knew of his pain. He always hid away his true feelings of hurting and that largely frustrated Soonyoung.

However, those thoughts of anger quickly faded as Soonyoung recalled just how much he loved you. His girlfriend was so precious and he talked about her a lot despite not having much contact with her, or so he said. He knew who you were and he knew that you were special to Seungcheol.

“She opened up her online shop today, I'm going to win the finals and give her the prize money!”

The excitement as he said each word...

“Look! My girlfriend just got her first order on her online shop! When I get back to Korea, I'll make sure I'll help her make bracelets and plushies!”

The happiness in his voice…

“I miss her so much, agghhhhh...”

Every single time that he whined about missing her but still managed to smile while looking at their old pictures together. Seungcheol would tell stories from highschool with his sweetheart, you, and Soonyoung didn't mind listening.

The love in Seungcheol's voice was clear.

But now, all there was left in that voice of his was the broken-hearted, shattered, leftover love.

Soonyoung flipped around to look at Seungcheol, who was now wiping his tears and getting up from the floor, endless white envelopes and folded letters scattering the dark wooden floor.

“Hyung,” Soonyoung began.

“Huh? You're awake?” Seungcheol asked in surprise, hastily wiping away his tears that were still on his cheek while sniffling.

“Do you want to go clubbing?”

“What? At this time?”

“To forget about her.”

Seungcheol sighed and dropped on his bed, laying flat against it with his body facing the ceiling and his legs dangling at the side of the bed. “Did you see everything?”

“Yeah,” Soonyoung replied, not getting up from his warm and cozy bed. “I never knew this day would come and honestly, I hate to see you like this. I know just how much you loved her and how much you risked for her. It makes me angry, hyung.”

“Don't be angry,” Seungcheol replied, frozen while staring at the ceiling, his arms spread widely against the bed, as if offering the wall above a hug. “I think that the breakup was a good thing for me and Y/N, no matter how much it hurt. She's in love with someone and that's all that matters to me. For some reason, I'm not even angry, because, after reading all her heartfelt letters and looking back on that night we broke up, I finally understand everything.”

Soonyoung listened intently. Soonyoung always listened to Seungcheol.

“This new guy she fell for probably has all the time for her and showers her with all the attention that I didn't give despite my love. This guy that she loves probably supports her in all ways that I couldn't. This guy that she loves is probably a kind soul who wouldn't dare eat up all her love until she's broken, unlike me, who fed on her love endlessly.”

“Stop, that's not true!” Soonyoung interrupted, jumping up from his bed. “You risked just as much for her! You pursued taekwondo because you wanted to fund her shop! I know that you never wanted to be a taekwondo athlete but you gave up becoming an actor because you thought that being a taekwondo athlete was the easier route to earn money. I don't even know what she gave up for you, hyung!”

“Shhh,” Seungcheol hushed, placing a finger to his lips. Soonyoung fell silent to his best friend's hush and waited for him to speak.

Seungcheol sat up in bed for a bit and then turned off the lamp without a word. The silence was eerie, with the static of nothingness filling their ears. Moonlight was bright that night, shining through the open window, on a cold autumn night.

Seungcheol finally let out a soft sigh.

“We could have talked,” Seungcheol said. “If we talked more, about our worries, problems, and didn't hide the truth that didn't need to be hidden, it all would have been better.”

Soonyoung lay down on his bed and heard his best friend whisper again, this time, with more pain in his muffled voice.

“If only we spent the many chances we had to engage in a nice, long talk.”

Seungcheol forced a smile in the darkness, just wondering and hoping that the man you loved was decent. Thinking about you being happy made his forced smile turn genuine as he said quietly,

“I bet that's what he does with her best.”

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© serenityseventeen

date finished: sometime in mid october

[thebeautyoffanfics]

TBHK boys get break up pranked by reader ?angst to fluff please!!😢👉👈

kou minamoto x gn!reader, teru minamoto x gn!reader, akane aoi x gn!reader, tsuchigomori x gn!reader, hanako x gn!reader, tsukasa yugi x gn!reader, mitsuba sousuke x gn!reader

a/n: heck yea, we love angst to fluff!!!! Thank you so much for requesting <33 (also, by tbhk boys, i just kinda,,, threw my favorites, and some characters that seem to be requested fairly often in there! If i missed anyone you particularly wanted to see, feel free to let me know, and i’ll gladly add them <3)

Also, I’m sorry that these are so short,,;; i’m not entirely sure how to lengthen them;;;; and I’m not sure how well they fit into angst to fluff,,,, i’m really sorry;;;

warnings: none <3

word count: 1,939

Kou Minamoto <3

“Kou, I… I’m sorry, I don’t think it’s going to work between us. I think we should break up.”

Please, don’t make me describe his face… please, don’t do this to me… my heart, my heart hurts just thinking about it. But- his heart hurts worse.

His eyes will widen, but they won’t be filled with the usual sparkle of joy he gets when looking at you. His usual smile and blush will quickly drain from his face, as he narrows his eyebrows in confusion.

“H… huh-?”

“You heard me, Kou. Don’t make me say it again.”

He does his best not to cry on the spot, and you’ll instantly start to feel guilty. You try not to let the guilt get under your skin just yet- it’s a prank. You know it’s a prank, but Kou doesn’t.

“Why? What- what did I do?”

“It’s nothing you did, Kou. We just… can’t work out. Really, it isn’t you.”

His mouth forms a straight line, slightly panicking, but he’ll nod. That… makes sense. No- no, it really doesn’t- not for your relationship. You seemed happy, didn’t you? Did he say something? Did he hurt you? What happened-??

“No, wait, Kou, no- don’t cry, don’t cry-”

“I’m not! No worries, (Y/N), it’s fine, I’ll-”

“It’s a prank, Kou! Please, don’t cry-”

He’d pause, blinking a bit, then tilting his head slightly- confusion written all over his face.

It settled in for a moment, as you hugged him, Kou hugging back instantly. Once it clicked, he was instantly relieved, tightening the hug a bit and huffing.

“You scared me, (Y/N)... I wasn’t crying though. But you did scare me- please, don’t do that again.”

“I’m sorry, Kou, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise!”

Teru Minamoto <3

“I’m sorry, Teru, but I don’t think things can work between us anymore. It’s not you, I just… think we should see other people.”

He’ll raise his eyebrows, then narrow them, confusion evident on his face, much like his brother reacted. He wouldn’t lose his cool- he wouldn’t get emotional. However, he did feel his heart aching.

“Ah… alright. I’m sorry if I did anything, (Y/N). Is there any way we could make things work? Talk to me.”

“You didn’t do anything, Teru. I just- I just don’t think it can work. Sorry.”

Teru bit his lip a bit, nodding. He turned, planning to walk away, but-

But you wouldn’t let him walk away :)) so, you grabbed his wrist.

He’d turn around, offering you a confused expression, the hurt still evident on his face. Honestly, he really needed to get home to sort out his emotions. “If you would, please, let go, (Y/N).”

“Sorry, sorry, Teru! Can’t do that!” You chirped, tugging him a bit so he’d face you.

Our boy is so confused- why are you suddenly in a better mood??

OH-

“It was a prank!” You declared, tossing your hands up, “don’t be mad, please!”

Teru sighed, placing a hand on his chest. “Oh, thank goodness, (Y/N). I was so scared… of course, I wasn’t about to let you go that easily, but, still-”

He pulled you into a hug, resting his head on top of yours. Expect a slightly more affectionate Teru- he’s gonna be a tad bit paranoid now. No way is anyone gonna take you from him >:((

Akane Aoi <3

“Akane, I think we should… break up.”

Panic. Instant panic. You can see the panic on his face immediately, as his eyes widen.

No, no way. This couldn’t be happening to him- years of pining after Aoi, only to have you introduced into his life. You were someone he loved as dearly as he did Aoi. Someone who returned his feelings.

Having you love him was the best feeling ever… this, on the other hand, was anything but nice.

“Break up-? Why??”

He’ll reach for your arms, heart breaking when you stepped back, looking away from him. To him, you were looking away because you felt bad for having to split up. In reality, you were looking away to avoid the guilt slowly bubbling up in your stomach. It’s a prank- that’s what you had to tell yourself. In just a few moments you could hug him and smother his precious face in kisses.

“Because… you’re,” You stepped forward, booping his nose, “too cute!”

“........(Y/N), I promise you, if this is a prank-”

“It’s a prank~!”

Akane groaned, rolling his eyes, but placing his head against your shoulder. “(Y/NNNNN), honestlyyyyy.”

You patted his back, then wrapped your arms around him, kissing the side of his face gently. “I’m sorry, Akaneeee...”

“You’re fine…” He responded, wrapping his arms around you. He may sulk just a tiny bit, but he won’t be like that for long. By the next day, he’ll be acting normal- though he may use that prank against you lightheartedly.

Tsuchigomori <3

“Tsuchigomori… I’m sorry, but I think we should see other people,” You spoke. Goodness knows you had to put all of your acting skills into this one, since Tsuchigomori could see through lies easier than anyone else you knew.

“You’re lying.”

“I’m not.” “(Y/N), you literally cannot keep secrets from me. Lying is no different. What kind of prank is this? A trend?”

You sighed, running a hand through your hair- your reaction brought a grin to your spider-like boyfriend’s face.

“For what it’s worth, I’m sure I would have been fairly hurt if you were being genuine, so… don’t bother with jokes like that.”

(Actually, there was a part of him concerned that you were being honest. But! He trusted his instincts, praying that you were just joking. He had never been happier to tell truth from lies.)

Hanako <3

“Hanako… I’m sorry, I don’t think things will work between us. We should break up.”

“Hah?”

A million thoughts run through his mind, despite his somewhat unreadable expression. Was it because he was dead? Of course- he knew it would happen. Who would be willing to date a ghost? A murderer at that. He was unlovable. He knew it.

“...I understand, (Y/N), but… don’t play with my heart like that.”

“I’m not playing around, Hanako. Stop taking everything like it’s a joke.”

Hanako shrugged, ignoring how his heart ached. “I think the joke is you not considering things like the obvious before you accepted my confession. Dating a supernatural is clearly not easy, and you walked into this knowing that.”

This time, you were the one with an unreadable expression. What… did he mean? Was he scolding you? Or… rejecting your rejection-?

“What do you mean?” You sighed, faking annoyance as you placed a hand on your hip.

“I mean, you got yourself into this relationship, so you should be willing to stick with it until the end~. I get it though, so, if you really didn’t think that far, then so be it-”

“Fine, I give in.”

Hanako raised his eyebrows, holding a hand to his mouth, curious as to what you were about to say. Did he really just uno reverse your break up?

“It was aaaaaa prank,” You added, pulling your lower eyelid down and sticking your tongue out. It was impressive- you almost seemed similar to him! Impressive indeed!

Hanako grinned, the pain on his heart being suddenly lifted as he basically tackled you into a hug. Kisses were placed against your cheek, before he nuzzled the side of his face into yours.

“I knew you couldn’t do me like that, (Y/NNNN)~.”

Did he really know that? Of course not. And that fear would never leave him, worrying that he would one day not be enough for you. But! For now, the two of you were together, happy in the relationship you were in. That was enough for him <3

Tsukasa Yugi <3

“We should break up, Tsukasa. I’m really sorry, it just… can’t work.”

Won’t let you break up with him. He won’t- he genuinely won’t.

Clings to you, pouting up at you, as you look down at him, feigning sadness.

“I’m sorry, Tsukasa- please, let go of me.”

“Nope! You’re mine, (Y/N). You can’t break up with me!! You’re mine- forever and ever, no matter what!”

(His expression was wide-eyed and somewhat innocent, but thinking about his words… they were certainly questionable.)

You tried to play along a bit more. Telling him you were serious, attempting to push him away. But, that was to no avail. Tsukasa wasn’t giving in, so you eventually had to-

“Alright, alright. It was a prank, Tsukasa… though I guess it didn’t get far with you.”

“Haha! Nope! And you won’t get far either <3”

“Huh?”

“Hm?”

Honestly? Who knows what that meant. You didn’t get it, and you couldn’t be sure Tsukasa understood either. All he knew was he loved you- therefore, he wouldn’t let you do something so silly like break up with him! Like Tsuchigomori, he's virtually impossible to break-up prank- like Hanako, he's virtually impossible to actually break up with.

Mitsuba Sousuke <3

“I… I think we should break up, Mitsuba. It’s not you, really-”

“Tch. Of course it isn’t me, idiot,” Mitsuba interrupted. He wasn’t there to listen to the extent of your acting skills (though he didn’t realize you were acting). “If you’re gonna split up with me, just get it over with. We should break up? Fine. Not like a pervert like you deserves someone as cute and pure as me anyway.”

Despite his words and furrowed eyebrows, his eyes alone showed how heartbroken he felt. His lower lip trembled a bit, though he attempted to stop it by pouting. No, he wouldn’t be the one crying in this situation! Not yet, at least-

“Great then. I’m glad we’re on the same page.” You retorted, laughing bitterly. Ahh, no, this was getting too real for him- you were serious, weren’t you? Could this be a joke?

Mmh, who cared? Mitsuba was here to defend himself, even if it was at the cost of your feelings. If you were going to hurt his heart like that, then he’d do his best to take a jab at yours- or at least your ego.

“Great. Then, why are you lingering? Getting a last look at my cute face?”

“Hm… yeah-”

“Pervert.”

“Excuse mE, let me finish,” You sighed, ruffling his hair lightly, “surprise! It’s a prank!”

His face was honestly golden- his reaction to hearing that it was a prank even better than his reaction when the prank was in action. Eyebrows furrowed in confusion, though watering just barely from the previous aching in his heart, mouth agape slightly.

Then, his eyebrows furrowed deeper, displaying anger. The way his shoulders sank for a moment showed his relief, though they tensed up quickly, as he prepared himself to yell at you. “Idiot! Pervert! Who do you think you are, trying to play with my heart like that?! What right do you have to-”

You cut him off by cupping his face, pouting slightly- his face burned as he avoided eye contact, hand raised slightly as if contemplating pushing you away. It was clear he didn’t really want you to stop though.

“Sorry, sorry~. I just wanted to get a reaction out of you, Mitsuba. You’ve got very cute reactions, you know?”

“Hmph. You sound like you’re quoting porn-”

“Mention porn one more time and the prank won’t be a prank anymore-”

“Liar. Idiot. Stupid pervert, you’re a liar.”

You laughed lightly, squishing his face as you closed your eyes. “Maybe I’m a tad bit of a liar. But, when you pretend to not be upset, I’m sure you’re lying as well~.”

“Hah. I don’t lie.”

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

heyy it's the giyuu simp hiding in your request box ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ mind if i sneak in another request :> just gonna slide this with a belated valentines day card

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may i request a giyuu x reader headcanons? where its just giyuu and the reader living a peacefull and happy life with their kids, just fluff of how their every day life goes and giyuu with his kids :D maybe even some headcanons of the other pillars meeting the kids and his s/o (feel free to change the idea ofcc i don't mind if you write it at all (~^.^)~)

Hello fellow Giyuu simp lolol

This sounds really cute! Of course I’ll write it! ʕ◡ᴥ◡ʔ♡

This turned out to be very long haha hope you don’t mind :)

Giyuu x Fem!Reader with Kids!! ♡

AU: Life Without Demons

♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡

♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡

Giyuu was the first to ask for kids. It was a shock since you’d figure he’d be too nervous and insecure to think he’d be able to be a father. But he loves you too much to not have children with you. He just can’t picture his life without you and both of your guys’ children in his future.

“Y/N...” he approaches you timidly, “I have um something to ask you...” he kept fidgeting with his hands and struggled making eye contact. His cheeks starting to burn. “What is it, Giyuu??” He sat there a bit, his brows knitted together as if he’d trying to figure out how to compile his sentence. “Let’s have children!” He finally bursts out boldly. You were taken back for a second but smiled wide and hugged him, agreeing with all of your heart.

Giyuu didn’t want too many kids. He only wanted about two children. (Maybe three children he’s thinking on it 👀) And that’s what you both had. One boy and one girl. The boy took more of your looks but also had a good mix of Giyuu as well. He ended up taking his eyes and messy hair but had your hair color and overall facial features. The girl was a very good mix between the two of you. The boy was the eldest child.

Giyuu was the type of parent to spoil his children a lot. You often had to stop him because it got hard for him to say no to them a lot of the times. But when it came down to it, he knew when to be strict and stand his ground. Like if one of your children throws a tantrum for not getting the toy they want, Giyuu would have a stern tak with them about how they need to learn the importance of being told “no” and to handle it like a “big boy/girl”

Giyuu would also do whatever it takes to help you with anything around the house or with the kids. He’d also do anything to spend as much time with his children as possible.

Giyuu also secretly loved it when his kids would get nightmares and ask to sleep with the both of you. He really loved sleeping next to his family and would often invite the kids into the futon even if they didn’t have a nightmare that night. They’d always get really excited and join without hesitation. He also LOVES holding their hands. He loves how tiny and soft they are in his large, calloused ones. He also really loved having them ride on his shoulders

When it came down to being the good cop bad cop, you both had an equal share between it. I can see Giyuu being pretty strict but not to the point where it’s suffocating. He’d still take extra precautions to make sure his kids are safe and don’t get into trouble. He also tries to come to complete understandings with his children when they’re in disagreements with him. He’d sit and talk with them and make sure they don’t feel invalidated or hurt. Sometimes though, he’ll have to put his foot down and tell his children to listen to them and not question his thinking. He’ll often try to come back to them later and explain again.

Kamboko Squad and Pillars’ Reactions to First Born (and general interactions with kids)

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When the news got out to everyone that you both were expecting children, they were all so very excited.

You were a few weeks pregnant and Tanjirou (and the rest of the squad) came by to visit and he was able to smell it off you. You were a little shocked how he was able to notice until he explained how his mom smelled a certain way when pregnant with his siblings. Then it made a bit more sense. Kind of.

Poor little boy teared up because of how happy he was for the both of you. He was so happy to see Giyuu with the love of his life and now starting a family. Inosuke got all those fluffy things around his head. He was very soft and gentle around you and it was really cute. Sometimes he’d just stare at your bloated stomach and it seemed like he was having a psychic conversation with the baby lolol.

Nezuko was very excited to meet the new baby and couldn’t wait nine months! Zenitsu was really happy for the both of you and it really warmed his heart to hear the baby’s heartbeat. He also got very scared for you because he heard that giving birth if very painful and he’d never want to go through something like that either.

They all saw your kids as their own little siblings, especially Tanjirou. Tanjirou is very good with kids so they ended up liking Tanjirou a lot and would often beg you to let him visit more often so they could play with him. Nezuko also saw them and her own siblings and would always volunteer to knit/fix their haoris if they ever got damaged. She always brought snacks (usually toasted rice crackers) for the kids when she visited. She also helped with cooking dinner when she visited.

Zenitsu loved playing with them. Until one day your son found a worm and showed it to Zenitsu and he freaked out and thought it was a snake for a second. He started to become more wary of your son from then on.

Inosuke shared his boar mask with them and would let them ride on his back as he ran around. He also visited one day with a nicely wrapped box (wrapped by Tanjirou) and gifted it to your kids. You and Giyuu were very confused to see that it only had acorns in there.

You had Shinobu do regular check ups with you to make sure the pregnancy was going well. Despite her constant teasing, she actually told Giyuu how happy she was for him. This really warmed his heart and he couldn’t thank Shinobu enough for all her help. She helped with both the pregnancies/deliveries

Mitsuri was so so SO excited to meet the new babies!! She seemed more excited than you and Giyuu! She loves babies and thinks they’re really cute. And the fact that it’s going to be yours and Giyuu’s baby??? Geez, that just makes it 10x more adorable!! She really really wanted to be the first friend to hold the baby so you granted her wish. She was crying so much, she was so happy.

The baby’s cheeks became very red from how much Mitsuri pinched them. She nicknamed him her “Little Mochi” because of his squishy cheeks. (and she nicknamed your girl her “Little Sakura”)

Obanai kept trying to deny how happy and excited he was. “Hmph! I don’t do babies. Not at all.” But then he saw its cute, little chubby cheeks and couldn’t resist. He then vowed to be the greatest uncle to your baby boy (and girl once she visited the world)

Kyojuro was really excited to meet the baby too. His booming voice scared the baby and made him cry so Kyo learned to be more quiet around him. He was so nervous holding the baby but then got more use to it and didn’t want to hand him back. He wanted to hold on to the little boy forever!!

Muichiro was mostly dazed out but waved his finger in front of him and your little baby boy held onto him. Muichiro got very happy. “Y/N, Y/N! Look! He’s- he’s holding on to me!!” You’ve never seen him smile so wide. He’d often visit and be like, “Can I play with him today? I’ve missed him.” And he’d play with him for hours! He was the same with your little girl as well once she came around.

Sanemi kept trying to act all tough. “No! I don’t care about kids! Least of all babies! I couldn’t care less about Tomioka’s stupid ba-“ his eyes widened when he saw the baby. Then you saw the most softest smile on his face for the first time. He hugged the baby tight to him and didn’t let go or move for a while. He might or might not have teared up. But you swore with him that you saw nothing 👀 He’d make plenty of ohagi for the kids and make some extra for you and Giyuu. Giyuu was very happy to see Sanemi opening up a bit more and glad he became better friends with him as well.

“Tch, don’t get too comfortable, Tomioka. I’m only here for my niece, nephew and Y/N.” He was teasing he loved Giyuu too.

Tengen and his wives were all over the baby! His wives loved the baby so so so much!! They even planned out a baby shower for you when they heard the news so a lot of your baby stuff came from them! Once he finally joined the world, all of them teared up from joy. They all took turns holding the baby, playing with him, bouncing him on their laps. Tengen said that if you or Giyuu ever needed help, him and his wives were right there anytime.

The wives loved playing with your daughter! They’d often do her hair and make it really pretty. They’d also often spoil her with new pretty kimonos and hairpins and always said, “Once she gets older, we’ll always have girls nights out! Do all kind of girl talks and girl things! It’ll be so much fun!!”

Tengen got the baby a whole bunch of shiny jewelry and was like, “Ha! Now your baby boy shall be flamboyant! Even more flamboyant than he was before!!” He also secretly found it extremely adorable how he looked like a little baby Giyuu at first. Then he grew to have more of your facial features and it just made it even cuter for Tengen. He had a little soft spot for your daughter because he thought having a daughter would be very precious so he’d literally do anything for her (and would protect her with his life)

Gyomei was SO happy!!! He of course teared up too and was very very gentle with him. It was kind of cute seeing such a large man hold such a tiny little human. It’s like he could fit them each in one palm. He was one of your go to nanny’s and he’d always wear a pink apron when looking over the kids. He’d spoil them with lots of baked sweets. Everytime he visited, he always had a new beaded necklace to gift them. They ended getting too many and he stopped at one point. But he still gave them one on their birthdays

Shinobu found babies/kids a bit icky since they do have many bodily fluids they can’t control and sometimes don’t wash their hands but she still did normal check ups with them and was very good with them. She’d often visit with some new toys for the kids. She even got your daughter and little butterfly clip. Your son felt left out so she got him one too. For a while both your kids refered to her as the “Butterfly Lollipop Lady” since she gave them lollipops after every doctor visit. She’d just smile chillingly at Giyuu and say, “Tomioka-San, I figured you’d at least teach them my name after all I’ve done for you and your wife.” She was just teasing, she secretly loved her nickname

Shinobu also really loved listening to the baby’s heartbeat through a stethoscope. She also loved putting her hand on your belly and often talked to the baby. She’ll never admit to anyone else but she really enjoyed doing these things with both your pregnancies

[allwaswell16]

These are all the One Direction fics I read and enjoyed in February 2022. You can listen to my podcast to hear me talk about each of these fics as well as an overview of what was posted on ao3 in February including the fics on this month’s fic roundup which you can find here! Please let the writers know if you liked the fics by leaving kudos and comments! Happy reading!

Fanfictional Podcast #35 | ko-fi | fic recs

-Larry-

💕 If You Ever Did Believe by patdkitten / @doncasterkitten

(E, 25k, ghost fic, writer Harry, haunted house, magic, cats, smut, this had an amazing atmosphere)

Harry Styles runs a moderately successful travel blog where he writes about ghosts and has published a few books on the subject while he travels the country in his RV.

💕 some evening in springtime by delsicle / @eeveelou

(M, 20k, farm au, farmer Harry, vet Louis, age difference, older Harry, sexuality crisis, small town, disabled character, coming out, kissing, oof so good)

Fresh out of veterinary school, Louis moves to a sleepy small town in Texas to take over the local animal clinic.

💕 young hearts on the chase by daffodilsforlou / @polaroidlouis

(G, 7k, a/b/o, alpha Louis, omega Harry, uni, courting, fluff, pining, oblivious Louis, kissing, this was so freaking adorable and I loved it)

harry’s a hopeless romantic, louis’ oblivious, and it’s going to be Valentine’s Day.

💕 “Why WAS There a Street Sign on the Floor?” by @parmahamlarrie

(E, 5k, uni au, rival unis, fraternities, exes to lovers, pwp, pining, songfic, smut, oof when Louis wakes up my heart hurt so bad at his panic)

Louis Tomlinson's been pining after his high school sweetheart Harry Styles ever since their painful split before the two went their separate ways for college.

💕 Been Waitin’ (After Weekend After Weekend After) by nonsensedarling / @absoloutenonsense

(T, 4k, meet cute, laundry, laundromat, NYC, banter, falling in love, part one, obsessed with this and I'm scared for part two)

Louis and Harry meet at a laundromat.

💕 Backseat by @juliusschmidt

(E, 2k, pwp, uni au, road trip, crush, exhibitionism, anal fingering, blow job, smut, meep YOURE BACK haha back with the smutty pwp we know and love)

See, he doesn't even like hiking. He only joined the hiking club because Liam told him that his super freaking hot friend Louis was in it.

💕 What The Silence Said by Kikiberoski16 / @larrysballetslippers

(E, 2k, library au, librarian Harry, library patron Louis, voice kink, book quotes, library sex, orgasm delay, smut, this was so cute and then uhhh woah the voice kink but also don't we all have Louis voice kink? just saying lol)

Louis has tried to ask Harry, the quiet and cute librarian at his local library, out for some time.

💕 Fit to be Hentai'd by @homosociallyyours

(E, 1.8k, pwp, crack fic, motorboating, fertility treatments, implied mpreg Harry, lactation kink, body horror, body worship, smut, omfg your mind a;lsdkjfad the kink was great but the panic was humorous)

When Harry wakes up with a much bigger chest than he went to sleep with, he and Louis have to work quickly to remedy the "problem." Fortunately the cure turns out to be one they enjoy.

💕 forever&more by @solitudeandchaos

(G, 1.7k, established relationship au, uni, long distance relationship, letters, Valentine's Day, valentines, fluff, proposal, omg so cute)

it's valentine's day. harry and louis haven't seen each other in two and a half months, they swap valentine's day cards from eleven thousand miles apart.

💕 even when you’re lost by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright

(M, 666 words, Halloween fic, angst, supernatural elements, cemetery, grief, past major character death, ambiguous ending, I did not read the tags first and then was like holy shit at the ending lol)

All he knows is he misses Louis and he fucking hates Halloween.

-Rare Pairs-

💕 The Grundy County Auction Incident by @haztobegood

(T, 4k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw/Harry, polyamory, age difference, livestock auction, Iowa, sugar baby Harry, sugar daddy Louis, sugar daddy Nick, farmers, enemies to lovers, silver fox Louis, hell yes to Stylinshaw! so good!)

And he did want to be noticed because, today, Harry was looking for a new sugar daddy.

💕 I Like Different Places (Nobody Calls It a Sin) by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf

(NR, 3k, Zayn/Louis/Harry, coming out, polyamorous relationship, established Larry relationship, polyamory negotiations, dating, miscommunication, family issues, this felt so real and relatable)

The one where Harry comes out to his family.

💕 Make Your Mark by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

(T, 3k, Liam/Louis, fake relationship, friends to lovers, lipstick, uni, marking, love bites, sexual situations, omfg this was whew and I love this dynamic so much)

When one of Liam's classmates isn't getting the hint that he's not interested, Louis suggests they make him look unavailable.

💕 Fucking Cute by @bluecolouredlou

(G, 1.2k, Niall/Louis, canon, touring, Louis on tour, established relationship, fluff, surprises, I smiled so hard at the ending)

Louis is finally on tour but he may be a little bit (very) nervous about it (but Niall is there to save the day)

[vey-myname]

🍪 cookies | felix x reader

・❥ song inspo: n/a

・❥ author’s note: hi ... i really wanted to update as it has been awhile since i updated. really dipped right after posting that changbin fic lol HAHDJFG but yeah! i have a lineup of story prompts inspired and requested by my bffs and i can’t wait to do them! i’m working on an angsty hyunjin x reader fic and i didn’t want to keep making angst after another so here’s a lix fluff! this was from my bsd x reader book i’ve written about two years ago and i thought that felix would fit this too!

・❥ overview: in love with baking and with your boyfriend, you baked some cookies for felix that will greet him from a tiring day at work. you also reminisce your first meeting together, as well as with some playful moments here and there.

・❥ themes: fluff, very fluffy i swear. cookies, baking, wholesome content.

・❥ word count: 1k words

clapping your hands together, the flour decorating your hands joined the air, meeting with other particles. you wiped your hands on your apron, preparing for the moment your cookies are baked.

well, more like felix’s cookies.

it has been a while since you saw your boyfriend and you know very well that your precious deserves a break.

his fragile self concealed with his efforts for his love for his work that he cherishes so much deserves a break.

and so, you came up with baking hard and soft cookies!

how you missed your dear so much that it aches your heart to be apart from him.

you missed running your petite fingers through his soft tresses as you massage his scalp to soothe your darling.

you missed cuddling with your man so much. now you're wondering if you are to be the big spoon this time, just to help him relax somehow.

ah, your love for the amazing sunshine named yongbok is just so spectacularly deep and massive! i mean, who wouldn't be able to resist such sweetheart?

meeting him in one of the baking classes you attended, he instantly caught your eye. enrolling in the said class was purely out of impulse and voila! here you are.

surprisingly, as if fate wanted you two to be together, felix became your partner in plenty of the baking activities and so started the friendship.

it was cute how both of you were so concentrated, you stealing glances of him from time to time. you two shared a lot of laughs and struggles together.

you'd exchange dialogues with each other but they were more or less short lived. they rarely became personal, only limited to talking about the measurements or the weather. how you wish you could spend more time with him.

"ah," felix placed down the last batch of brownies with a smile. "congratulations to us, y/n!"

you returned his angelic smile with your own, thanking him.

but, ah, it won't end quickly like this!

oh honey, you wouldn't let it end like this.

"won’t i get a treat?" you questioned the astounding baker to which he sends you a confused look.

how adorable.

"pardon?" felix replays your question in his mind, quite unsure as to why you seem to be unsatisfied.

“since this is our last session," you concealed your shining pair of orbs, felix watching you adorably in anticipation.

"can't i demand for something else too?"

you slowly opened your eyes, revealing yet again your beautiful pair of jewels, as if luring felix in through your eyes.

felix only chuckled but still, confusion was etched on his face.

with a soft smile, felix fondly inquires, "what is it that my dear partner wishes?"

oh, my. his voice and wordings just sound fantastic, you could fawn over him all day long!

"i want another prize." you pouted but then it quickly morphed into a mischievous grin.

"can i have this chance to converse and get to know my baking partner better?"

and cut! haha, exactly how you two started to become acquaintances and then things escalated to how the two of you are now.

thinking about it just made you smile in nostalgia.

ding! goes the oven and you walked up to the machine, ready to retrieve your cooked work.

after packing up, you were set to visit your beloved.

but that was until you were greeted by him removing his shoes by the door.

"lix?" you walked up to your significant other while he gave you a tired smile. oh this poor soul.

"hey," felix engulfed you in a hug to which you returned but you were quite troubled since it was rare for him to come home as he's so busy and caught up with his work.

instead of asking why he's back, you chuckled and planted a kiss on his neck, as that was the only accessible part since this poor boy just needs a hug.

"welcome home," you greeted him warmly to which felix adjusted his hold on you, capturing you in his arms tighter than earlier.

"i love you, thank you," felix replies silently, relishing in this moment the two of you are reunited again in this little home you two have.

“i love you too, my felix.” you nuzzled against his neck.

"i baked you cookies!" you giggled, which made the man giggle as well. felix parts away from you and you led him to the kitchen, your hand gently holding his.

"i baked both hard and soft cookies," you inform him as you drag felix with you by his large yet soft hand.

reaching the kitchen, it was a mess. yes, you haven't cleaned up yet. you smiled sheepishly at you boyfriend, followed by a silent apology.

but it didn't matter for your man had laid his eyes on the sumptuous masterpiece that you have created!

"bon appétit, my love."

felix took a piece of the soft cookie, humming in delight and you took that as a praise for your work.

gosh, he is just so adorable. :(

felix locked his gaze with yours, gazing down at you oh so lovingly and you really thanked the heavens for such a blessing; for having felix in your life.

"thank you, y/n," felix smiled a smile filled with love, gratitude, and appreciation. he felt as if his weariness went away the moment he allowed himself to relish in your loving.

“i love you so much."

you chuckled, swiping one of your finger on the table covered in flour.

a mischievous smile painted your features as you scrunched your nose.

you pecked your lover on his lips before painting his nose with the flour your finger caught. "and i love you too!"

felix’s eyes widened at your action but before he could plot his revenge, you kiss him on the lips again, flustering the tired boy as he tried to reach for you but you were able to dodge him.

you laughed at the sight of felix with some speck of flour on the bridge up to the tip of his nose.

"haha! yongbok the white-nosed baby!" you ran away before he could have the chance to do the same to you. whew!

you heard yongbok yell a loud “hey!” trying to catch up with you with flour dusting his hands. it’s payback baby!

"y/n, come back here!"

overall, yes, you are more than thankful for yongbok’s presence and for having yongbok in your life.

[miekasa]

random armin/mikasa/jean headcanons (college au)

↯ pairing: armin x (fem) reader, mikasa x (fem) reader, jean x (fem) reader

↯ genres and warnings: college au, fluff, lets see how many times i can mention eren in writing that has absolutely nothing to do with him

↯ notes: this.... probably won’t be a regular thing, i don’t know that i can consistently continue writing for them, but this sure was fun and reminded me that i actually have feelings for someone other than levi :// didn’t ask for that, but here we are

ARMIN ARLERT

Would most likely get pretty good grades, but he can definitely be lazy about it and hear me out.

If it’s a class that he likes and is genuinely interested in (which is the majority of them), he’s going to put in the work—sometimes too much work—to make sure he’s doing well. He usually studies very meticulously, and stays on top of his game throughout the semester.

But if it’s one of those bs classes the university makes you take, or some kind of stupid elective that was the only course that could fit into his schedule? Well, Armin is smart enough to bullshit his way through anything, so he’s not going to exert himself for a class he doesn’t even care about. 

Oh, and he’s very vocal about complaining to you about said bullshit courses. (Completely justified, go off king).

“I swear sometimes the TA just lowers marks randomly to ‘keep the class average.’ Granted, I didn’t really study for the quiz, so I wasn’t expecting a stellar grade or anything, but I know they do that sometimes.” “Well, babe, why didn’t you study.” “Because I hate it, (Y/N).”

Like I said, takes school seriously and tries his best; but even he knows he doesn’t have to be at 100% all the time. It’s also kind of a flex how smart he is and how much he can get by on doing the absolute bare minimum.

Poor Connie is studying his ass off for their shared elective and Armin barely looked at the first page of the textbook, and he’ll probably get a 90 anyways.

Imagine he’s so caught up with his other classes, he actually forgets about a midterm for his stupid elective, and at first he’s freaking out, so you kind of have to remind him of who tf he is. You finally get him to relax and he blinks at you, “Oh right, I didn’t study because I didn’t have to haha nice.” 

Helps you prepare for presentations by letting you practice them in front of him. Actually gives good feedback, but sometimes he’s just watching you and not really listening.

Sometimes, you have to be the one to remind him to take a step back and take care of himself, before his schoolwork. He doesn’t like to worry you, and likely feels guilty when he sees you walking up to him in the library at 2am; so he won’t fight you on it, and just lets you help him pack up all his stuff and head home for the day.

Likes head massages. Maybe sometimes has faked a little bit of a headache to get you to massage his head and play with his hair. He’ll never tell.

If you rub his cheek while he’s laying on top of you, he will knock out like a baby. Almost immediately. It’s a surefire way to get him to go to sleep.

Schedules dates with you, and plans them out meticulously. Sometimes gets playful and sends you a whole ass e-vite.

“Armin, why do I have an email invitation for our date to the library?” “So that you don’t forget, of course.” “How could I forget, it’s later today, and you’re literally helping me study for my midterm.” “With popcorn!”

Probably the type to get a job on campus. You and your friends come to visit him when he’s on shift and annoy him. He secretly likes it.

Oh, he’s kind of shady. Scratch that, can be very shady. He complains about school to you, but also just complains to you in general; he doesn’t outwardly do that a lot, but you’re his confidant.

Sometimes you get surprised and call him out on it and you’re like “Oh my god, Armin, the poor girl didn’t mean to mess up the project,” and he’s like “Well. Sometimes people are idiots and it has to be said.”

Has a bad habit of rolling his eyes and he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. “Did you just roll your eyes at me.” “I don’t know, did I?” Bye.

His hands are always covered in some kind of ink/markings. Accidental brushes of his pens, streaks from his highlighters or markers, a little bit of lead from his pencil along the side of his palm.

Speaking of which, he strikes me as the kind of guy to keep a bullet journal. Not necessarily decked out and fancy with Polaroids and extravagant fonts; but definitely neat, and decorated to some extent, depending on how he’s feeling. It makes him feel organized.

He would pencil in important dates and markers of your relationship into said journal. “Friday night: museum date—remember to buy the tickets in advance.”

If anyone is going to buy, wash, peel, and cut up fruit for you, it’s going to be Armin.

Lowkey tutoring all of his friends, and might be the sole reason that Connie hasn’t dropped out yet. He likes tutoring you the most, though. 

Get this, sometimes he asks you to tutor him, even if he knows damn well he doesn’t need it. Maybe he’ll even sign up for a stupid elective if it’s a class you’ve taken before, just to have an excuse to get you to teach him something. 

Likes trying new things with you. He might not always like the new things that you try, but he’s open to trying them at least once. Well… most things anyways. Just don’t ask him to get up at dawn and go jogging with you.

I genuinely cannot tell if he would be a morning person or not. Maybe mid-morning. Probably not a rise-and-shine at 6am kind of guy, but is up by at least 10:00am every day. Very cute when he’s groggy though, and stumbles around a bit like a baby deer when he first gets up, especially if he’s hungry.

He likes to bike. And really likes when you go on bike rides with him. As long as you both are on your own bikes, you learned the hard way that tandem biking isn’t cut out for you.

Knows that all-nighters aren’t good for you, but sometimes you have to pull them anyways. If you both have a lot to get done, he’ll stay up with you and make sure you both take breaks and drink water.

Can twirl his pens in that really fast and fancy way, and can do the thing where he rolls it between all his fingers too. I’ll let you think bout the implications of that for yourself.

He likes watching cartoons, and reels you into all his favorites. Definitely likes to stay in on weekends watching cartoons with you and just chilling.

Will go to a party with you if you ask, or if his friends are hosting, but nothing beyond that. You didn’t hear this from me, but he’d probably like to smoke more than drink.

Sometimes you think he needs a break and you commission Eren to take him out for the night, but Armin still comes back looking more composed than him. A little sleepy and maybe a bit out of it, but not sloshed, much to your disappointment. “Eren, you really couldn’t have tried to be more a bad influence?? I was counting on you!!”

Eren’s confused, like, “Did you want me to get him white boy wasted??” “Yeah, kinda!! It’s what he deserves every once in a while. Ugh, next time I’m calling in Sasha, she knows how to drink.”

By the way, if you’re dating Armin, you’re kind of dating (or at least babysitting) Eren too. Or vice versa. Either way, they will also go on dates without you. (“Hanging out. We’re hanging out, and I’m tutoring him so he doesn’t fail Biology, (Y/N).” “Likely story, ocean eyes.”)

Can be touchy in a very absentminded way. He’ll reach out to play with your ears/earrings, habitually rub at your shoulders if you’re standing in front of him, mindlessly toy with the ends of your clothing. Half the time he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it, he’s so cute.

Plays one sport—is on the soccer team. It keeps him busy, and forces him to focus on something that isn’t academics once in a while. He’s pretty good at it, too; he and Eren make a good team when they play together.

You and Eren tried to get him to join the baseball team too. Eren, because he likes playing with Armin. You, because, well… the uniforms. He would look so good in the uniform.

MIKASA ACKERMAN

Makes her classes look like a breeze, even though it’s at least 300 pages of reading and writing per week.

Kind of gives me Elle Woods “What, like it’s hard?” kind of vibes when it comes to schoolwork. You’re in awe of how she just did 75 pages of reading with a tiny ass font in one sitting, and she just blinks at you like “Was it supposed to be difficult?”

Speaking of which, she likes to read in general; for leisure, outside of her school work. She’ll recommend you books, too. If you don’t like to read, she’ll still try and rope you in with shorter stories, or just read them aloud to you herself. 

Sits at a table across from you while you both do your schoolwork independently. It doesn’t sound like much, but it’s a quiet, almost implicit sense of intimacy that she really likes.

Bundles you up when it’s cold, and won’t take no for an answer. You will wear a hat, whether you like it or not.

Always prepared—and by that I mean, she carries things on her that she realizes you might need. Tissues, extra pens, an extra pair of mittens. She strikes me as the kind of person to pay attention to details like those.

Likes to walk you to class, even if her class is very far away from your building. She doesn’t mind.

On that note, she knows your schedule pretty well, where it pertains to classes and personal interests.

If you’re the type of person who can slack off or even just get caught up in other things when it comes to school work, she’ll be there to keep you on track and hold you accountable. Usually through setting aside times to study with you, but can even be through small things like asking you how your assignment is going.

(Nevermind that you completely forgot about the assignment, and hadn’t even started it—but that’s the point; she knew that).

Hear me out: holding pinkies. Maybe not when you’re walking, but when you’re seated next to each other. The longer you’re together, the more likely she is to initiate it, too.

Would rather study at home/in her apartment than in the library, but if you like to study there, she can compromise a few days out of the week.

Makes you playlists, and they’re usually really good, because she knows you so well. Sometimes she gets cute and customizes the cover art to a picture of the both of you.

She’s your ride or die, so if you complain to her about a prof you don’t like or a TA you don’t think is fair she’s 100% on your side. She might not always be able to do anything about it, but she’ll definitely let you complain to her.

Texts you throughout the day to check up on you, but usually disguised through other questions. Asks what you want/had for lunch when she’s really checking to make sure you ate. Asks you what time your lectures end, just to make sure you didn’t skip it (again). Asks you what time you’re going to be done studying to make sure you don’t stay up all night cramming again.

Takes a genuine interest in your courses, and absolutely loves to listen to you talk about them.

If your classes are vastly different, she’ll still try and help you however she can, even if it’s only in small ways, like proofreading something for you.

Doesn’t use emojis alot, so your contact doesn’t have a bunch of hearts next your name on anything. But she does put your last name in as Ackerman. 

Has social media, but mostly uses it to keep up with her friends, and you. You’re in most of the few pictures that she does post, and she might not say it, but she really likes it when you post photos of/with her. 

Not sure why, but I think she’d be a pretty decent artist if she tried. That trend of doing glass paintings on TikTok? I think she’d be into that, and would plan out the whole thing as a date with you.

Keeps up with all your favorite shows to talk about or watch them with you. Sometimes she’ll purposely miss a few episodes so that she can spend the night and marathon them with you.

Likes to stay in and drink cheap wine and just watch or talk about whatever with you. You could watch a terrible show just to laugh and comment on it the entire time and she would be so happy. 

Doesn’t like to sit down on public transportation, and honestly would rather you didn’t either, but she’s not going to stop you from taking a seat. If you’re sitting, she’ll stand in front of/over you, and always keeps wire headphones long enough for you to share music that way.

The most insufferable human when she’s sick and she knows it. She hates being sick. And she knows you shouldn’t be around her or else you might get sick but she also just wants you to hold her. (You do).

Likes to sleepover at your place. Talks with you about your day while you lay down. Always smells good. Very cuddly when sleepy. 10/10.

Hates the act of doing her laundry, but likes doing it with you. Lowkey starts buying and using the same detergent and fabric softener as you because it makes her smell like you.

Gets very embarrassed if you kiss her in public. Very red in the cheeks, it’s kind of cute, so I wouldn’t blame you if you did it on purpose.

JEAN KIRSTEIN

Jean is… quite smart, if you ask me. Or, at the very least, analytical, which can be applied to a variety of academic settings.

The only thing is, he’s incredibly lazy about it. He wants to do well in school, and can definitely pull himself together for a midterm or an exam; but is horrible at keeping pace with all his other work and assignments on a regular basis.

He also can’t sit still, which is why even though he is very kind and chivalrous and brings many snacks to your study sessions, he is also competing for number one worst study partner. Right next to Eren and Sasha.

Gets pouty when you tell him you don’t want to study with him. “But… but… but I brought snacks! And bubble tea!” “Yes, but you also have the attention span of a rabbit, Jean.”

At the end of the day he understands… that doesn’t mean he’s not going to be bitter about it LOLOL. It’s fine, you can make it up to him by hanging out with him afterwards.

Is, like, classically trained in at least two instruments because his mom put him in lessons as a child. He used to hate it growing up, and he doesn’t practice much now, so he never talks about it.

One day you happen to mention something about comparing two songs, telling him they remind you of each other but you don’t know exactly why or why, and very nonchalantly he’s like, “They sound similar because they share the same major chord in the chorus, and they’re in the same key.” 

And you just kind of blink at him like, “Okay, Beethoven. How. How did you know that.”

Once you realize he can, like, actually play the piano and violin really well you’re always begging him to play for you. It doesn’t happen often—it’s not like he owns a violin anymore and he certainly doesn’t have a grand piano in his shitty college apartment—but sometimes you sneak into the music room when it’s empty and he’ll play something for you.

He’s a romantic at heart, so he doesn’t mind, and if anything kind of enjoys you watching him play. It’s much better than playing for random parents in a recital. You’re dead if you ever mention it to any of his friends though.

Also not a frat boy, but definitely likes to party. Everything with reason. If he crushed a midterm on Thursday, he deserves to throw back a few beers on Friday night, you know?

Touchy when he’s drunk. Well, touchier than normal; he’d be the most affectionate out of every one on a regular basis. But he’s touchy and messy when he’s drunk, so he’s all over you.

Messy, but happy. All smiles and giggles and red cheeks, with his arm around your shoulder, boasting you anybody who will listen about his super hot girlfriend.

He and Eren throw the best parties when they team up together. (Only slightly related, but those two, when drunk together, could probably pass as a couple; they’re so uncharacteristically happy, and affectionate. You may or may not be keeping some photo and video evidence of Eren and Jean drunk cuddling).

Sends you videos when you’re in the middle of class. And only then. He plans it to be annoying. Because he is annoying.

Also always sending you those in-messsage games while you’re in the middle of lecture or studying. “PLEASE play virtual pool with me!! I’ll even let you win one round!!” “I AM TRYING TO LEARN!!” “LEARN LATER 😡😡😡”

A fucking fiend in your Instagram comments. It’s a miracle none of them have been removed or reported for inappropriate content. Replies to OTHER people’s comments complimenting YOU!! He’s so much

@sashabraus: aww you look so cute @youruser!! that color looks so good on you 💕 @jeannotjean: omg omg tysm @sashabraus 😊 i picked it myself @youruser: SHE WAS TALKING TO ME @jeannotjean!!! ME!!! @jeannotjean: @youruser you have no proof 🙄 @youruser: SHE USED MY @!!!! GET OUT OF MY COMMENTS!!! @jeannotjean: you’re so hot when you yell at me via insta comments 🥵🥵🥵 would it be better if i slid into your dm’s instead 😫😫😉 @youruser: @jeannotjean BLOCKED!! EFFECTIVE IMMEDIATELY!!

You try explaining your coursework to him and he’s just looking at you with puppy dog eyes like, “I haven’t a clue what you’re talking about, babe, but you look hot while doing it, so, please, continue.”

He’s another cocky annoying bastard (endearing). Always tilting you head up to look at him and smirk at you. Pisses you off just to put his arm around your shoulder and be like, “It’s okay, I know you love me anyways.” Winks at you in public just to embarrass you. He’s the worst. The worst.

King of picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder for absolutely no reason at all.

He lowkey wants to get an ear piercing and uses you to talk him into it. “Don’t you think I’d look hot with a piercing? I think I would.” “You would look good regardless, Jean. So, do it if you want to.” “Right. But, like.... do you think I would look hot.”

For as annoying and cocky as he can be, the second you actually genuinely tell him you think he’s attractive or talented or whatever, he gets kind of shy. It’s very cute. 

Likes trying new restaurants with you, even though he really should stop spending all his money on food. Sometimes trying new restaurants means ordering from a new place, but it’s whatever, you know.

Honestly… the two of you would probably have a ridiculously high Uber Eats bill. You really should go outside and, like, be people every once in a while LOLOL

Okay, but it’s mostly Jean’s fault. For as much as he likes to party, and doesn’t mind hosting a party, he doesn’t do much beyond that. He hangs out with his/your friends, and with you, obviously, but he’s not the kind of guy to have his weekend booked up all the time.

He would much rather stay in with you, and talk trash about his stupid group project partners, and lay on your stomach and try to teach you how to play his favorite video games.

Spoiler: he fucking lies and/or leaves out key parts of the gameplay!! Just so he can crush you and laugh about it!! Annoying, but you’re the one keeping him around, so, who can you really blame but yourself.

[ushisrever]

Hello there! I hope you are well. I just wanted to say that I am in love with your writing. It always makes me smile when your posts show up on my dashboard :) Umm I know you have recently written something for Kageyama and I feel bad to request something with him but I was thinking about how Kageyama would somehow persuade his reluctant, not really athletic s/o to come running with him in the morning. That means waking up at like 5am and doing multiple laps of the town. I just think it would be cute that he'd be running with no problem and then his s/o would be dragging their feet along behind him, almost feeling their lungs jump out of their body. I don't know its cute to me haha. Sorry if it's a bit silly. Anyway, thank you and take care!!

MORNING WALK

Sorry if its short, but I hope you like it though :))

Pair: Tobio Kageyama x reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 549

Summary: You join Kageyama in the morning (walk).

Taglist: @sunarent @sunarinnie @moontxz @kenmakozumeswifey @apricitobio @amarinthe @bakugossanity @crystal-lilac

“Just one more, baby. You can do it!”

“Noo!” You groan.

“Come on. Do it for me. Just one more for me,”

You then come to a complete stop.  You know for yourself this is not the kind of situation you ever want to be in.  Someone wakes you up early in the morning, then you join them in a very morning…jog.  Kageyama Tobio, your boyfriend , refers to this certain activity as a morning walk; however, you seriously need to have a talk with him about the difference between a walk and a jog.

You’ve had enough of the “one more lap” tactic your boyfriend is doing; hence, you end up just stopping on your tracks on the sidewalk and panting. Kageyama, who is jogging in place, turns and looks at you with a smile.

“I promise! Just one more lap,” Kageyama continues to jog in place.

“I won’t fall for that trick anymore,” you huffed.

Kageyama comes closer to you and gives you that smile you always fall for.  You hate that he has to use that on you in this situation.

“I promise. This is the last lap,” Kageyama takes your hand and kisses your knuckles. You blush at the sudden affection.

“You-you, I love you, but I ain’t going to run another lap,” You pull your hands away from him. Kageyama simply pouts.  This affectionate and cute Kageyama is hard to come by, but you love it. However, your legs couldn’t do anymore to offer him the satisfaction he wants in this jogging session.  You just can’t. You just want to go back to your shared apartment.

“Okay. Fine.  I won’t push you to do something you don’t like,” Kageyama said with an encouraging smile.  Though, you didn’t expect him to turn around and kneel in front of you.

“Come. Get on my back,” he looks over his shoulder.

“What?”

“Get on my back,” he reiterates.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” you replied.

“Then, do you want me to carry you in my arms like a bride or what?” Kageyama said in a tone that is much more demanding.

You didn’t speak anymore and simply hops on his back. He then grabs your legs and supports you as he stands up.  At that, it became an actual morning walk.  None of you really spoke for the whole walk.  You two just enjoy the quiet morning and the empty road.  Kageyama didn’t exactly convince you to go jogging because of some idea of wanting to make you fit. He likes the way you are. He just thought that it’ll be a fun bonding.  He then doesn’t mind if this so called jogging ends up with him carrying you on his back.  He would rather have you close than anything else.

You two then just walk and walk. You almost fell asleep on his back; however, your boyfriend’s complete halt had your sense awakening.  You turn to find yourself in front of a convenience store.  Kageyama looks over your shoulder with a smile.

“Want some ice cream?” he asked.

“Ice cream for breakfast? I’m in,” At that, you two spend a little breakfast date in a convenience store. It’s not fancy, but it’s the kind of cozy bonding you and Kageyama live for in your relationship.

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