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tsunderedoctor · 3 years ago

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take all the time you need to with this i dont want to rush you,,,

but i explained my situation on discord and was hoping to get a couple of my f/o reacting to a reader who feels that way? if its too much you can delete this,,, i know those are some troubling thoughts so i wont be hurt

as for who,,,,, could i get my main two boys of sanji and luffy,,,,

and if you could see it maybe doffy but if not then hhhhhhhh cora,,,,

or both if you see that and write that many 😅

I'll do all four since my limit is four, but just a reminder, Doffy isn't the best to go for comfort and I do my best to keep the characters in character, so Doffy is going to be a jerk about stuff 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️ Reader is feeling unwanted/ignore Reader is gender neutral!

Babes Below~!

Vinsmoke Sanji

He knows what it’s like to be ignored or unwanted, his own birth was a mistake in the eyes of his father and brothers. However, he also knows that not everyone thinks that about him, and the same could be said for you!

When you are feeling these emotions, please let the man know so he can help you! He doesn’t mind listening to you vent or talk about your day, since he’s a mixture of an affirmation and physical lover, be prepared for lots of praises and a hand rubbing your back softly or kisses to your head.

If you get really depressed and can’t find motivation to eat/drink/sleep, he will be a bit harder on you. It’s all in good nature, but he wants to make sure you take care of yourself and know how important you are to him. So, if a lecture or a plead will work, he will do it!

Will suggest hot bathes or eating your favorite meal to help you feel better! If it becomes something more serious where an individual tells you negative things, he will talk to that individual about how deeply words can hurt a person.

Monkey D. Luffy

Luffy will do his best to understand, however, the brunet has no problems with people not liking him, in actually he probably doesn’t like that person either. So when you have issues where you feel a person doesn’t want you around, he might be a bit confused, but can tell you’re upset.

When he knows you are upset, he will react in a defensive manner, wanting to know who hurt you to the point of crying or feeling depressed. If you don’t tell him or say it’s nothing, he will get quiet, both of you knowing there is more to the story.

Will leave you alone, mostly to calm his own brain as he reacts first and thinks later. It’s something Robin taught him to do, so he figures he could give it a try. Once he does calm down, he will come back and check on you, asking what he can do to help.

Expect lots of hugs! He likes kissing, but hugs feel more intimate to Luffy, they create a warmth that no other touch can bring out. Will mostly cuddle with you and offer you some of his food, maybe even let you wear his hat while he talks about something cool Shanks did when he was a kid.

Donquixote Doflamingo

Doffy is a God (in his eyes-), he was taught at a young age that humans are below him and he deserves to rule them. So who cares if some low-class mortals don’t like him? If they keep talking his subordinate might have some new toys to play with~

Now as for you, if you truthfully came to the blond, tears in your eyes, telling him you feel unwanted and useless, he will probably chuckle and question you. Would someone as great as him really waste his time on something useless? Now you’re just offending him.

Will suggest you get your head checked, that if you really worry about people’s thoughts on you than maybe you aren’t worth his time. He’s not here for comfort, don’t mistake his interest in you as something sweet like that, you are there for him, that’s all.

Whatever you do to cure your depression, please do not expect him to help, because he will not. I suggest going to Baby 5 or Senior Pink for advice, because all Doffy will give you is another heartbreak.

Donquixote “Cora-san” Rosinante

Cora is a lot better at comfort than his brother (I mean lot’s of people are, but I digress-), so be prepared for affirmations and bear hugs from this man!! He somewhat understands your pain, he’s been rejected by humans due to his bloodline, but he also was accepted and raised by other humans, so he knows not all of them are bad.

Will listen to what you have to say, will also try to make suggestions and encourage you to talk to these individuals, because sometimes misunderstands happen. If you choose not to, he won’t force you to, but will still remind you every now and then.

Tries to make you laugh by doing something dumb, luckily for him, he’s rather clumsy so that is easy to accomplish! This also might help distract you, as you are now worried about the bump on his head, either way he’s happy you aren’t thinking about negative thoughts anymore!

If you do need more softer love, he will do his best to cuddle with you, however he gets flustered easily, so don’t be surprised to see his face red and him refusing to look at you. He will get there eventually, just not today-

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mineonmain · 3 years ago

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Kinnporsche Ep 7 (Spoilers duh)

IM SCREAMING

Okay time for some scattered thoughts before I go and back rewatch the whole thing:

Kinn’s ‘Porsche’ voice (and gaze too) is distinctly different from his ‘Kinn I Am Mafia Boss’ voice, and the first conversation with Porsche after his dad scolded him proves it. The moment I heard that voice I was like ‘oh shit old Kinn is showing up’. Kinn with Porsche is all round and soft, no sharp edges and all smooth curves. Korn told him that the blade’s edge would lose its sharpness if softened, but Kinn never asked to be a weapon. Korn turned him into one. Kinn deserves better, they both do. He deserves a life that is his own, not just as a weapon in the hands of the head of the Main Family.

Kinn and Porsche probably haven’t had an open conversation about where they stand and what their relationship is (even off-camera) and I get that it’s complicated, how are you equals in a relationship and senior-subordinate at the same time? It’s difficult to balance. But at the same time I think they’re actually still on the same page!! About how much they like each other and how they feel about each other. I get that they’re not the most forthcoming about their feelings but they’re getting there!! They show through hidden words and outer actions!!!!

The forehead kiss!!! Soft!!! (Kinn learning that he can still be himself and love, those are not two different hims but just two aspects of a greater him)

No matter the context, Porsche said ‘love’…your honor I need to just hhhhhhhh

Grateful that Kinn didn’t let Porsche run away at the end, and even though they need to talk at least they didn’t end the night mad at each other

The hug at the end…they ground each other

Kinn constantly showing Porsche how much he cares for him by telling him time and time again to be safe and come back to him💀

Porsche and Kinn understanding that taking care of themselves and taking care of each other is the same thing, bc if the other is hurt it’s like they’re hurt themselves😩

Us knowing that they are the safest when they’re together bc they would both risk everything to keep the other safe i-

Pete wingman of the year…spying on Porsche to report back to Kinn… ‘mr. Kinn come get your man’ okay King

What is Kimlock Holmes up to??? My boy knows something 🧐 at least I believe that even though he’s using Chay to learn more about Porsche, he doesn’t intend to harm Chay at all. Please don’t break my boy Chay’s heart he doesn’t deserve it

Kinn and Porsche barely kissed this ep…Kinn struggling with his trust and intimacy issues I see…

VEGAS YOU SHADY BITCHASS YOU STOP TOUCHING PORSCHE AND GET OFF HIM

Oh god oh god I’m scared for when Vegas gets his hands on Pete oh god oh god oh god

P’SORN???

#kinnporsche the series #kinnporsche #mileapo #thai bl #thai drama #bl series #bl drama #be on cloud #everytime mile started talking to apo i paused the screen and squealed #The end of the Ep had me jumping up and down punching the air #i don’t know what emotion i was feeling but I assure you i was feeling An Emotion #i genuinely can’t rn #in all honesty Bible killed it #the fact that i hate Vegas but love Bible

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moonlit-han · 4 years ago

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stray kids reacting to you having bad cramps ↠ all members

genre: reaction, fluff word count: 3.5k warnings: discussion of menstrual cramps, pain, etc., swearing request: yes (anon)

a/n: hey, anon~ sorry this took me so long to write for you;;;; I decided to try a new style—it was nice to write this because I got to imagine how I’d like to be taken care of. (wow, can you tell I could use some cuddles right now?) I hope this is comforting to you! stay cozy✨

✧ masterlist in bio ✧

bang chan

bad cramps are a normal thing for you

and chan knows this all too well

but sometimes just explaining something doesn’t do it justice

your cramps are so bad that, a lot of the time, you can’t even get out of bed

bad enough that you can’t even scream

chan probably wouldn’t show his concern too much because he doesn’t want to worry you

he would be really concerned the first time you had horrible cramps around him, though

he’d slept over after a movie night and woke up to you curled around a pillow, whimpering

the first thought he’d had was that you were having a nightmare

and so he just gently rubbed your back a little to calm you

but you’d kept whimpering and occasionally curled more closely around the pillow

aaaand you’d finally managed to explain that you were having cramps

and couldn’t exactly move…

chan had quickly drawn a bath for you

(and added a rubber ducky just because he could aljhadfjlkshfjkh)

you’d kinda squeaked when he picked you up, not expecting to be lifted bodily out of your blankets

chan would just kiss the top of your head as he carries you to the bathroom and then gently help you out of your pajamas

the bath would be extremely hot but that was perfect (♡‿♡)

hhhhhh and he’d even add rose bath soap to the water since it was your favorite

(you’d end up with a tiara of bubbles on your head heheheh)

chan would wash your hair and rub your back, massaging your sore muscles

even though the pain is only in your low back and abdomen, you still manage to hold tension in the rest of your body

and then he’d join you in the shower to help you rinse off

he’d hold you because the pain is just so bad and you can barely stand

and if you needed more than just a massage, he’d be happy to oblige

sometimes the release of pleasure helps ease the pain, too

chan just wants you to feel good and to be relaxed

after helping you dry off, chan would bundle you into warm clothes

it was always important, you’d said before, to stay warm

he’d even brush and braid your hair (if you have long hair, that is)

the little tingles that shoot through your scalp when he plays with your hair feel amazing

chan would kiss your cheek and your neck as he works his fingers through your hair

he insisted that you needed to stay hydrated, sometimes having to cajole you into drinking water because you could barely move

he’d want you to be as comfortable as possible

he’d make a blanket nest for you

he’d even put a heating pad or hot water bottle in there for you

pain meds and water would be close at hand

and whatever food you were craving

and he’d be extra affectionate

so many hugs and cuddles

just hugs all day long

maybe it’s just because you’re in pain

but chan’s hugs when you’re having horrible cramps are somehow different from his usual ones??

like he just envelopes you even more than usual and doesn’t let go

you’d just burrow into his arms even further

he’d give you one of his wonderfully big and comfy sweatshirts to wear

it smells like the soap he uses and just his general chan-ness

in other words, the best smell e v e r ㅠ_ㅠ ( ◡‿◡ ♡)

and just having him there with you would make everything better

lee minho

he would also be really loving and caring

and totally calm, not at all surprised

he’s just so even-keeled, you know?

would probably insist that doongie, soonie, and dori sleep with you

minho: “cats are totally medicine! their purring will help!”

they’re super snuggly anyway and just hunker down next to you

and minho is just a fourth cat, honestly

he kinda just curls up with you, massaging your low back if you have cramps that ache there

or just resting a warm hand on your belly to help soothe the pain

he’d get you a fluffy blanket and some orange juice (for the vitamin c to help your muscles relax and to reduce the inflammation!)

and definitely a heating pad or a hot water bottle

if you have two hot water bottles, he’d make a sandwich out of you and the water bottles

(so he could eat you up later ;) )

minho would insist that you take naps, holding you to his chest so you’d fall asleep more easily

he’d also queue up episodes of a show or several movies for the two of you to watch if you were home for the day

if you were at work and had super bad cramps, minho would bring you whatever food or pain meds or anything you’d need

he’s the kind of person who would just drop everything to take care of you, you know? (((we know, lee know alfkjafkjshjhk i’m so sorry i had to)))

he’s just a little ball of love and would want you to feel better

he’d kinda rock you back and forth in his arms if you have a particularly bad spasm of pain

like chan, minho would also get you into the shower to help you feel better

he’d have to convince you to even get out of bed, tho...

“come on, y/n. you’ll feel better if you take a shower. i promise”

“hhhhhhh i don’t wanna get up”

“y/n…..”

“mmph”

*minho grabbing your hands and tugging* “sweetheart, please.” *tug* "UGH why do you have to act like dead weight now of all times. geez, y/n.”

“...........”

*tugging intensifies* “get! up! i’ll drag you into the shower, you dork. you know i will”

“fiiiiiiiiiine”

he’d still have to pretty much drag you to the bathroom

AJDFHKGDJFGK

minho gently stripping you out of your clothes would kinda be like trying to dress a baby, since you wouldn’t want to move

he’d just hold you in there, rubbing soap over your body and shampoo through your hair

the hot water and minho holding you, honestly, works as well as any pain med

thank goodness ｡ﾟ(ﾟ∩´﹏`∩ﾟ)ﾟ｡

and at any time whatsoever, minho’s gentle smile would just make your day so much better

and you know he’d pepper you with kisses all over

(i mean all over)

bc it just always make you feel the most contented ever hhhhhh

and you deserve to not be thinking about pain

bc pain fucking sucks;;;;

and he’d just tell you how much he loves you so much you don’t even know how to respond

and it kinda makes you wanna cry

but from happiness

alkfjhskjhsklhjs

VERY SOFT

seo changbin

changbin would be pretty calm and would know exactly what to do

just matter-of-fact about taking care of you

you’d told him you get really bad cramps before

but the first time you had really bad cramps around him, he was a little freaked out

he hadn’t realized that period cramps could be that bad

you’d come home and pretty much collapsed on the couch

he’d thought you were just tired

but when you let out a strangled scream, changbin was;;;; um;;; a bit worried

okay not just worried

c o n c e r n e d (⊙ __ ⊙);;;;

maybe even a little scared??

he didn’t want to let on that he was worried about you

hearing you kinda just whimpering and crying out in pain tore at his heart

changbin would give you all the stuffed animals you have

(gyu would also make an appearance)

just pile them up around you “for emotional support”

and then he’d wrap his arms and legs around you to cuddle you close

definitely your basic case of:

“binnie please let go”

“no”

“binnie i can’t breathe…”

“oh,,,” *loosens hold slightly*

akjfhgaljkhajkhg

he’s literally just a cuddle bug hhhhhhhh

and I MEAN

THE BIGGEST CUDDLE BUG EVER

OH MY GODS

he’d rub your belly or your back, depending on where it hurt

and just want to make everything better

changbin would be the one to give you a full body massage if your cramps are bad

he’d insist on doing it, actually

even if you’re whiny and complain, he knows that once you’re relaxed you’ll feel a million times better

he’d concentrate on your low back, pressing his wonderfully warm hands into your muscles

and slowly but surely you’d feel the pain and tension release

hhhhhh he’s probably really good at giving massages ｡･ﾟ(ﾟ⊃ω⊂ﾟ)ﾟ･｡

ALSO!!! can you just imagine how warm binnie would be cuddling?

HHHHHHHH

you wouldn’t even need a heating pad

he’s all the warmth and comfort you’ll ever need

aldfjkahjlskhsl (♡‿♡)

and his muscles would be the comfiest

they’re all so big but would be so squishy when at rest

hhhhhh just imagine it

laying your head on his chest with his arms around you

the softest oh my god

changbin is so kind and gentle that he’d just want to make sure you’re okay and be really soft

HHHHHHHHHHH

once you were feeling a bit better, he’d probably tickle you a little

just so you’d release your tension

what a cute goofball

UGH HE’S JUST SO SOFT

he’d sing you to sleep while threading his fingers through your hair

and his low raspy voice would be so calming and lovely

binnie’s go-to medicine is just literally just all the cuddles ever ((well, and pain meds, etc., of course, bc cramps are horrible and evil))

hwang hyunjin

this boy would be just a little panicky

ya know, jUst A litTtLE

you’d suddenly doubled over while you were out shopping

for matching couple sweaters

(you know, the horrible kind that could only be worn ironically or by people so pretentious that they don’t know the meaning of irony)

and hyunjin is all

“OH MY GOD Y/N (＠_＠) (」ﾟﾛﾟ)｣

BABE

ARE YOU OKAY

HHHHHH

WHAT DO YOU NEED

WHAT CAN I DO;;;;;;;;;”

he’d kinda flutter around you like a moth

all worried eyes and nervous energy

he really wouldn’t know what to do

bc FUCK???!!

CRAMPS??!!!! ┗(｀ﾟДﾟ´)┛ﾟ

not his forte

��i just need to go home, jinnie. i’ll be fine”

((yeah... lie thru your teeth y/n;;;; ))

he’s still panicky as fuck

when you get home you kinda just collapse on the bed

hyunjin’s all “OOOOH CUDDLE TIME YES”

which was okay for like 2 mins until a g o n y

“jinnie, i need pain meds. NOW” (x﹏x);;;;;

hyunjin would bound off the bed all “I got this, babe!

and then realize that he had no idea where you kept the pain meds strong enough to deal with menstrual cramps

“uuuuh where are they . . .” (⌒_⌒;)

*y/n flailing in the general direction of the medicine cabinet*

so once he found them, he’d get you a glass of water and help you sit up to take the meds

all better?

NOPE

you’d need a hot water bottle and blankets

oh and chocolate. lots of chocolate

hyunjin would be so damn determined to make you feel better

to do anything he could bc you seemed in so!! much!!! pain!!!!

ten minutes later you’d find yourself practically swaddled in blankets on the couch with Hyunjin curled around you like a fucking squirrel or something

just let him take care of you

he’s doing his best;;;

he’d want to make you all the food you’d ever want

but would keep getting distracted

bc all he wants to do is just kiss you a bunch

and tell you how cute you are

bc, let’s face it, y/n, you’re pretty cute aldsjfhgsjfkhalhg

even though he isn’t sure what to do at first, hyunjin is actually quite good at taking care of you

if you’re at his place, you’d definitely end up with kkami on your lap

bc why wouldn’t you want a sweet pup giving you all the love when you’re in pain?!!

hhhh so sweet

han jisung

oh jisung, my sweet precious squirrel boy

jisung would probably be a lot like hyunjin alfjahkjdfh

kinda panicky bc he doesn’t know what to do

really surprised that someone could have cramps that bad

it’s clear to him that, while he’s felt pain before, it was nothing like what you’re dealing with

how the hell do you do this every. single. month.

keeps telling you you’re badass

but,,,,, um;;;;;

Y I K E S

*queue fluttering, panicky hands*

“hhhhhh baby what can i do;;;;;”

y/n: *indistinct pain noises* “i’m fine”

“yoU’rE NOt fiNe!!!”

“ji really it’s okay. i’m used to this”

(you say as you’re curled on the couch, clutching just below your belly with a look of concentrated pain on your face)

“HHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

he’d end up bring you soup and some water

bc soup helps everything, right?

and all the pain meds he could get his hands on

there would be like 10 random bottles of every kind of pain relieving medicine tumbling out of his arms

“i didn’t know what would work;;;;;”

he’s just a sweet lad

what else was he supposed to do?

you’d manage a weak smile before another stab of pain would decide to hurtle through you like a fucking bullet train

at this point, jisung would definitely be feeling sympathetic pain

(not fun;;; )

he’d help you sit up and take the meds

then c u d d l e s

literally just all the cuddles in the world

jisung would hold you tightly, arms and legs wrapped around you, stroking your hair to get you to fall asleep

not that you’d be having any trouble with that, since you would be snuggled by

The Master of Spooning™ himself

even though he’s comforting you and helping, jisung can’t help but be glad that he gets to cuddle you for a long time

and when you felt angry at your body for giving you such horrible pain he’d hold you even tighter

then find some way to make you laugh

laughter is very important in jisung’s world (and, therefore, your world)

and you do find that it takes your mind off the pain, if only a bit

it’s almost like clockwork when you get bad cramps

same time of the month, same kind of pain

(you’ve definitely cursed every single god you can think of for this)

so he knows in the small, secret recesses of his mind, that he’ll get to cuddle the heck out of you at those times

he’d just smother you with kisses to wake you up to make sure you’d take more pain meds

okay;;; he’d smother you with kisses all day, too

and, like a cat kneading, he’d massage your belly and back to relax your muscles

you’d felt a little better after that

resting your head on his chest and hearing his heartbeat would be incredibly calming

by the end of the day, jisung would just hold you on top of him

like you’re a little otter and he doesn’t want to lose you

alkjfghakjlfhahjfgaklhga (●´ω｀●)

lee felix

felix would be amazingly casual about the whole thing and just ready to go

like;;; this boy would just immediately pick you up, kiss your forehead, and carry you to bed

need pain meds?

he’s already put them in the drawer of your bedside table as soon as you’d started your period

need a heating pad?

he’s got like five—all different shapes, sizes, whatever you need

(you’re not quite sure where or when he gets all this stuff, but you’re not complaining)

all he’d want is to just cuddle you

he’d turn those big, soulful eyes on you like you’re the best thing he’s ever seen

((which you are (≧◡≦) ))

and even if you’re curled on the bed in mildly stinky pajamas

he’d still just curl up with you and try to make everything okay

felix would just ramble on about anything and everything to try to distract you

yes, you’d probably be witness to Felix’s Interpretive Dance Time

.....whether you wanted to or not

(you secretly like it when he’s that silly alkfsjhajkfh)

and, of course, felix would make you breakfast (even if it wasn’t morning)

an absolutely delicious meal of all your favorite foods, even if they’re not normal breakfast food

((but honestly, what even is normal breakfast food??? just eat what’s yummy!))

since he’s been practicing baked goods, he’d also make you a lil cake just to cheer you up

and would try to ice it, which would come out really cute

he’d put “to my smol bean: UR CUTE ILY”

bc we all know felix is a cute dork who’d totally put something like that on a cake

hhhhhhhhhh

would probably call chan or changbin just to make sure he’s not forgetting anything for taking care of you

he wouldn’t forget anything for you, anyway, bc he’s just that committed to making you feel better

oh and you’d definitely watch like 15 children’s movies in a row (okay maybe not in a row, but still)

bc what’s better than laughing at the antics of various animated characters?!

and singing along to the songs would be really fun and take your mind off the pain

it would make you breathe properly and relax!

yay!!!

felix would probably act out some of the scenes to his favorite movies beside the screen just so you could check his accuracy

AALKJFHGAJFH

and if all you wanted to do is sleep, felix would curl up with you on the bed or couch

and run his fingers through your hair and down your back to soothe you

and give you smol sweet kisses before falling asleep

kim seungmin

seungmin is also quite practical

when you told him that you get excruciating cramps, he immediately went and researched everything about menstrual cramps

potential causes for especially bad cramps

what to do for someone who’s having bad cramps

what not to do when someone’s having bad cramps

and he’d immediately gone out and bought what seemed like a year’s supply of pain meds, chocolate, three heating pads, and three hot water bottles, as well as extra pads and tampons

so the first time you were together and you kinda just went “aaghhh” in pain, seungmin immediately ran to his closet to get All The Things

you’d given him a quizzical look when he came back into the living room

he had a bag that looked, somehow, Official

although, most of seungmin’s things look Official~

(he’s just that organized and meticulous alkjfhsjfghsh)

so when he’d opened the bag, you had to stifle a giggle

in the bag, seungmin had put everything you’d need for when you had your period

hhhhhhhh what a sweetheart (✿´ ꒳ ` )

and if you need space, he’d just be in the other room minding his own business until you demand cuddles

he’d just absentmindedly give you head pets while the two of you watch a show or something

or he’d read to you from whatever book he’d been reading

or that you’d been reading (▰˘◡˘▰)

would make you tea~

you’d probably end up cuddling his little puppy stuffed animal at some point

um;;;; seungmin’s potential fathering instincts would probably come out a little bc he just feels so much affection for you

and is just in CARING MODE

if you’re out together and you have cramps, you’d find yourself whisked back home for a day of rest

if you can’t go home, seungmin would just get you the proper pain meds and some water

he probably keeps meds for you in his wallet (´ω｀♡)

all seungmin wants is for you to not be in pain

bc it hurts his heart

he doesn’t exactly show it a bunch on the outside to other people

but he’s really caring

most of all with youuuu~~~

he wants to ki— kick whoever decided that cramps could be this bad

like what the fuck, man;;;;;

he’d be very encouraging as he talks to you, since he doesn’t want you to worry or anything

he’s knows you worry enough about why you get bad cramps

whenever the pain would get so bad that you want to cry and feel like you’re going to lose your mind, seungmin’s bright smile would bring you back to earth

he’d reassure you that everything’s okay

and kiss the top of your head as he holds you (*/ω＼)

yang jeongin

jeongin’s remedy to cramps is stuffed animals

all the stuffed animals

all of them

e v e r

you both have a propensity for stuffed animals, characters, random objects, etc.

you even have a stuffed strawberry that’s the size of your torso

so jeongin would just pile up all the stuffies and a bunch of pillows

and settle you in them

you’d feel like you were drowning in stuffed animals ajkfshgkjfhg

like felix, he’d probably secretly call chan just to check that he’s doing the right thing for you, too (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

jeongin would make you tea and bring a pot of it to your bedside table

(just herbal tea, not caffeinated bc he doesn’t want you to get dried out)

he’d bring everything you could ever want in tea:

honey, milk, lemon, sugar

the tea would be reeeeeally yummy

and the warmth would help calm your nerves that had been on high alert since the night before when the cramps had started

jeongin would curl up with you and just stroke your hair

he’d turn on a show the two of you had been watching

a comedy, of course

why would you want to watch anything else while in pain??

okay so as calm as all this seems, he’d be fucking panicked as hell inside

like how is supposed to deal with this???

welp….. might as well just pretend it’s any other day

and you just happen to need more cuddles

he finds it really cute when you are b a b y

and when you’re having horrible cramps….

yoU ARE B A B Y!!!!!!

the cutest ever

like holy shit

jeongin would be completely floored by how cute you are

you’d just kind of nuzzle into his stomach as you curl up next to him

of course, he’d also make sure you remember to take pain meds and all

sometimes he’d be a little annoying about it but not by much~

just enough to get you to WeAR sOcKs Y/N!!

he’d totally be the one to kinda pounce on you and carry you outside to sit on the lawn

not one but two blankets would cushion you from the grass and any bugs~

he’d probably bring all the stuffed animals he’d piled on you earlier outside

“they’ll get lonely!!”

…….right

definitely not an excuse to throw the radish plushies he got you at your head…..

((you’d get him back, though, with a few well-aimed charizards or something))

but if you needed him to be serious, he would be

bc, really, he cares about you so much he feels like his heart’s gonna burst (*♡∀♡)

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bokunoheroanalysisforthefuture · 4 years ago

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Can someone quirkless be a hero like you?

On heroics, quirks, and being realistic in a superpowered setting

So for people who know me, one of the things that always irritates me the most is when I see All Might bashing, most notably about his words on the rooftop to Izuku. A lot of times, this seems to come hand in hand with complaints about One For All ‘ruining the story’ and ‘denying Izuku’s right to be the first quirkless hero’ and basically using All Might as a quirkist punching bag while Aizawa swoops in to mentor this mini-supergenius into becoming an unstoppable underground hero.

I mean, besides the fact that it woefully mischaracterizes everyone involved, it just feels like people are outright ignoring the reasons All Might would believe something like that, as well as the reasoning for his actions on the rooftop. Like, was he wrong to say someone quirkless could not be a hero? Eh, shrug. Is it necessarily wrong for him to hold that belief - to, in fact, be a flawed character who can change and grow over the series? Uh, hell no, it makes him fantastically written, even when he’s frustrating me (stop keeping secrets you freaking dumbass hhhhhhhh-)

So to start with, let’s actually get into what happens on the rooftop, yeah? My reread of those pages is [here] for those who want to skim it, so instead I’m gonna focus on the characters themselves and how they’re feeling. Moreso All Might’s end, since we already do get a look into Izuku’s head from canon (and the reread).

Imagine being the number one hero, five years after finally taking out the supervillain who killed your mentor and ruined too many other lives over the century or so he’s been around. You’ve lost or pushed away your already limited number of friends out of a mix of pride and self-loathing, not wanting anyone to be there to watch as your own body betrays you. It’s stripping away the time you can spend being a hero, doing the one thing that makes you feel like a person with value. The rest of the time, you’re stuck in an emaciated joke of a body that tends to scare people, as powerless and helpless as any other civilian - or worse, really.

This is your first day in a city you haven’t been in since you were a student decades ago, and you’ve already eaten up most of your time chasing down a villain who decided to try and escape through the sewers. You’re lucky you manage to catch up before your time is up, and doubly so before the villain can kill their hostage.

The kid’s a scrawny little thing, all twigs and bushy hair, and passed out from being suffocated. Time’s running low, and you’ve already done the nice thing and gathered up all his stuff into his bag since you accidentally sent it scattering with that last punch. You did sneak a peek at the notebook, and can tell the kid’s pretty smart - and a fanboy - so it’ll probably make his day to get a signature after dealing with, you know, almost being murdered.

So maybe you should have been a bit more gentle with waking him up, but your time is running low and you don’t want to just leave him here if another villain were to come by. Fortunately, he doesn’t seem overly hung up on what happened, and you made the right call in giving him the signature, so you figure now’s a good time to head off. Whatever question he has can be answered by your agency, or even yourself once you get home and can skim whatever emails are forwarded to you by your staff.

...except the fanboy apparently didn’t take the hint. And you can’t just toss him off, since the kid is right in that he won’t survive the fall unless he has a suitable quirk - and even then, getting the kid in trouble for using it would probably ruin any of the goodwill that came from the signature and the rescue. So better to just get to a roof, get him off, and get going before your time runs out and man is this cutting it close.

Even once you have him down, he’s still trying to make you wait for a question he could easily have sent through the agency’s inbox. Are you being rude? Probably, but you really don’t want anyone to see-

He wants to be a hero. He wants to be a hero without a quirk. You want to give him a fast answer, shut him down, but your body betrays you. He’s still mumbling and rambling even as your hero form gives out - completely oblivious, that one - and honestly, it’s just been a long day, especially when he finally looks up and starts freaking out.

You’re tired, stretched thin from pushing your time limit again and Recovery Girl is going to notice and chastise you again the next time she forces you into her office, you already know it, and humiliated at being found out like this. Even the kid freaking out is only a moment’s dark humor before you sigh and let it go. It’s not like the day can really get any worse from here, and it’s not like anyone would believe the kid even if he did say something.

Honestly, you feel for the kid. You recall the teasing from your own youth, the struggle to get yourself on the path of heroics before your mentor came through and offered you a miracle. But even that miracle wasn’t enough to keep you from getting the injury you got, from stripping away All Might until there was nothing but this husk wearing fake muscles and playing pretend.

You’re terrified every day of someone finally pulling back the curtains and revealing the truth. Nighteye’s predicted death looms over your head, both a curse and a blessing, since once you’re dead, there won’t be an image you have to uphold. It’s the only reason you smile these days - to keep that fear from overwhelming you and keeping you away from your duty to Japan.

Asking a kid with no power - no way to defend himself - to go into a profession that would kill him? To face up against villains like the one that almost ended his life everyday? There’s no muscle on him, no obvious training, which would be the bare basics, but the kid hasn’t even seemed to look into it. You hate crushing dreams, but it’s far kinder to cut them short now instead of giving empty encouragement that will only get him rejected or even killed down the line.

Based on how the kid looks after seeing the scar, he seems to get that as well.

Besides, you know heroics isn’t the only way to help people. Paramedics, police officers, fire fighters, support work, administration, hell, even teaching. The kid is smart and analytical, if that notebook is to be taken seriously - maybe Naomasa would take him under his wing, show him the ropes. You recall the kid saying something about being teased a lot, and sure, the police are as well, but honestly, Naomasa has covered for you more times than you can count - it would be a good place for him. Honest work, the kind he could be proud of at the end of the day. More realistic.

Maybe you could have been kinder. Maybe you could have sat down and talked with him more about his options, help him figure out what to do with his life. But you aren’t his parent or his career advisor, and you have a villain you still need to bring in before he wakes up and starts causing more trouble for you - and besides, you just crushed the kid’s dream and his flawless image of you as a person hero.

It’s better this way. You doubt he wants anything else to do with you, anyways.

You’re halfway down the first flight of stairs before you realize the villain is missing.

[Transcript: no thoughts, just The Hands™ 🤝 Today at 10:08 PM

I think some people get so lost in the "kind hearted dork" part of All Might that they forget that the dude's been carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, and while he feels compassion for every person he saves, he's also and incredibly tired and stretched thin man

ashy | queen dadmightToday at 10:09 PM

i mean, he literally said that without izuku's story and actions, he'd just be a guy with fake muscles (or sommat like that)

no thoughts, just The Hands™ 🤝Today at 10:09 PM

And it wasn't a personal thing - he would have likely said the same thing to most other kids who asked him that question at the moment

no thoughts, just The Hands™ 🤝Today at 10:10 PM

It was only when Izuku ran out to save Katsuki - powerless and probably experiencing the worst day of his life - that he realized that this boy is something special ]

Now, I’m sure people will say that my interpretation of Toshinori is out of character or doesn’t fit with the situation, but honestly, I think I’m pretty close to the mark. This might even be especially applicable if Naomasa does turn out to be quirkless - after all, he’s never actually had his quirk confirmed in canon yet, so we can only wonder.

And here’s the best part of this entire mess: in theory, a quirkless hero is entirely possible in BNHA.

Note the key words: in theory.

In practice? It would take a lot of resources, a lot of time investment, a lot of tolerance of discrimination and bias from society, the backing of a big name, and maybe twice as much training just to get a foot in the door. And even then, one failure, one misstep, and that quirkless hero could not only lose their own job, but permanently close the door for any future hero hopefuls as well.

Think I’m joking? It’s already happened twice in canon - three times depending on if you count Mirio’s time spent quirkless (which I will include for the sake of thoroughness.)

The quirkless vigilante Knuckleduster used to be a pro hero, going by the name of O’Clock. His quirk let him speed up his thought process and his speed to absurd degrees for a few seconds - powerful, but also requiring a cooldown period that meant that extended fights had him fighting basically quirkless. He’s strong enough to take on villains with powerful quirks even without his own, and occasionally squares up against heroes when he wants his fighting fix and villains aren’t available. You’d think a guy like him would have been able to keep his hero license after his quirk was gone since he’s still apparently plenty capable of fighting on the level most quirkless!hero Izuku fics seem to pit him against.

But nope, he was dropped from the program, and now operates as a vigilante in order to keep doing what he used to be paid to do by the government.

Ragdoll had a mental quirk that let her track many people and get a general assessment of their condition - fairly tough, but not something that makes her a stronger fighter. Her team - the Wild, Wild Pussycats - is more focused on rescue work than fighting villains, so surely she would still be able to help out with things like evacuating civilians, providing first aid, directing rescue services, and keeping an eye on things for her team, right?

But again, nope! As soon as her continued quirklessness is made obvious, she ends up regulated to doing her team’s paperwork at their headquarters while her teammates continue to work in the field.

Mirio is a hero student who is well-regarded among his friends and teachers as an up and coming hero, seen as one of the top three students of the graduating classes. His training with Nighteye has allowed him to make accurate predictions of his opponent’s movements and take advantage of them, allowing him to not only take on 18 of class 1a’s students at once and win, but also to take on four members of the Precepts at once. Even after losing his quirk, Nighteye was sure that Mirio would become a great hero, and Mirio took it as his quirk being returned to him eventually, which would naturally motivate him to keep pushing himself as far as he can without his quirk so that, whenever it comes back, he’ll be prepared, right?

Nada! He steps back from his classes (which I can admit that in part taking a break after losing his quirk makes sense, since Ragdoll did the same) and basically is never shown training or practicing until Eri gives him his quirk back in the most recent arc. Like, one could argue that he was at least maintaining his conditioning over the six or so months between losing his quirk and getting it back, but… actual heroics courses? Nahp.

So my question is, if two fairly well-regarded pro heroes, who have years of experience in the field and against villains, were all but dropped as soon as they no longer had a power to fight with, then what chance does a quirkless kid have in trying to get into a heroics program at all, much less graduating and maintaining a hero license? If a heroics student in his final year, with a lot of potential and well-regarded, felt he had to step out of heroics classes just because his quirk was gone, then how would someone coming in without one stand a chance in those same classes?

But Aizawa fights basically quirkless, I can already hear on the winds, carrying the yells of enraged fans. Surely he would see the potential in Izuku and train him up, right?

This is chapter 7 - basically the end of our first interaction with Aizawa:

“There’s nothing crueler than letting someone chase their half-baked dreams.”

Funny, I wonder where I’ve heard that before… oh right! Chapter 1:

Funny how Aizawa says the exact same thing about Izuku as All Might did, when both of them have the same lack of information about the kind of person Izuku is and the determination that’s driving him.

“But if Aizawa had known about One For All, then-”

You seriously think this guy, who specifically calls Izuku out as a liability for his quirk control, wouldn’t hear the words ‘just got his powers’ and not immediately boot the kid in order to ‘protect him from himself’? Like, I get it, Dadzawa is a fun trope, but we really do need to remember that early Aizawa really did not give a fuck about his students at first, with only the first sparks of that being seen at the USJ after this.

I mean, this guy’s expelled 154 kids already by this point - if anything, with the trauma he’s been through, I wouldn’t be surprised if it takes him a while to really get attached, and might even ignore it for a while in case he does have to go through with expulsions. I really don’t think he would have had the time to feel bad about cutting Izuku loose if he thought he was protecting the kid from his own stubborn recklessness.

The other main thing I’ve seen for quirkless hero Izuku fics is a rather heavy reliance on technology. I mean, after all, Mei has such cool inventions, surely they should be able to keep up with quirks, right?

...except for the fact that the only reason she was able to control the fight was literally because Tenya was wearing some of her gear, and even then, he seemed to be adapting before she finished her advertisement and stepped out. And recall that before that, in the second round, some of her gear was easily taken out with the correct application of quirks - read: the hover boots were broken by Mineta’s sticky hair balls holding one to the ground, leaving Ochako off-balance while using them.

On top of that, let’s not forget that Izuku wouldn’t be the only person running around with support gear - a lot of heroes have it as well in order to be able to fight and use their quirks more effectively, so in the end, he’d be back to merely being on level ground in terms of technology while still lacking a quirk to give him a surprise edge in the field.

But I mean, there’s always a chance he could have made it. Maybe. Like, that rule of UA only just dropping the ban on quirkless applicants isn’t in the manga scans, but if it is to be taken seriously, then that means that it’s likely ahead of the curve, and other hero schools aren’t even beginning to contemplate such a move. When the school is already getting enough applications that only 1 in 300 get in each year? Yeah, Izuku’s gonna struggle to make a good showing against a bunch of people whose quirks get them in the 30s and 40s when taking out robots - which seemed to be the cutoff point for Izuku’s year, if we take the top ten seriously.

And to even get in at all? Izuku would need training. Like, the kind of training he got from All Might’s All American Dream plan, which covered everything from diet to exercises to scheduling in his homework and eating and sleeping periods. You know, that plan Izuku then proceeded to mess with to the point of overworking himself.

And to get that kind of specialized training and tailor-made planning so close to his application to UA? He’d need connections. Like, higher end connections, such as - oh, you know - All Might. A proof-of-concept quirkless hero would 1000% needs friends in the right places for a chance of not only getting the training and skills he needs to be able to fight robots, but then to get his application accepted against the many, many, many quirked students he’s up against (remember: 36 spots a year! Not counting the 4 recommendation spots!) recognized and accepted, and then to continue to keep up with his quirked peers through all three years at UA.

And then from there? Oh, only maintaining as close to perfect a heroics record as possible for the next few decades, knowing that almost any slip-up, mistake, or costly loss/injury would be enough to justify stripping his license ‘for his own safety’.

(I really think Marvel and DC have skewed a lot of people's thoughts on 'non-supers in a world of supers' and forget that those like Batman or Iron Man HAVE other things to support themselves, like money and high intellects and a lot of high end connections.)

[Transcript: I'd like to add something if you don't mind ;D So, even if someone quirkless tried to become a hero, it would require (like you said) resources. Both IronMan and Batman are adults, rich and geniuses, so they have the best tech there is and had time to train martial arts in Batman's case, so comparing them to Izuku (which I see a lot of when people bring up how Izuku could just be quirkless hero) is unfair imo. And it was said in BNHA canon, that the support tech is only now getting really advanced - All Might is surprised how compact the support items are now, reminiscing how massive they were in his time (Cultural Festival arc) and Redestro's support items are tech stolen from America, where they lately had made a jump in how advanced the tech is (volume 25 extras iirc). So even if the potential quirkless hero had all that IronMan and Batman have, then, well, still two things are in the way of the potential quirkless hero being exceptional anyway.

1. Singularity of quirks. At this point in time in the BNHA universe support tech isn't really too good against the stronger quirks - as seen during MVA arc (Shiggy destroying the best of the best of Redestro's support items just like that) and during the current arc. Regular citizens (with what I assume are weak quirks, because they probably would just use said quirks, given how the situation is now and that it's both to defend yourself and with the country in chaos, so not breaking the law is currently rather low on the list of priorities) armed with advanced tech fended off low level criminals. With a lot of casualities/damages.

2. Even if really advanced tech isn't common now, it will be soon, because that's how it works. And both heroes and villains will use it as well, making it quirks+support against the quirkless hero's support items only.]

So yeah, in the end, while a lot of people like to be snide about how All Might dismisses Izuku’s chances as a quirkless hero, I think that we need to accept that the man, who has been in the industry for decades, probably knows what he’s talking about. Hell, he might have even been understating the struggles Izuku would have to face to get anywhere.

And in the end, it wasn’t his job to support the kid or advise him on how to go about his life - and he certainly shouldn’t be expected to know anything about Izuku’s life or struggles anyways. They literally just met, folks. We as the audience know how important this was for Izuku, but All Might just saw a fanboy. He would have turned away any number of kids in that situation, quirk or no quirk, so it really wasn’t anything personal or even quirkist (well, beyond the general stuff that society in general seems to believe about worth that All Might could be unintentionally referencing.)

Unfortunately, while fanfics are definitely a fun place to explore a quirkless Izuku aiming for heroism, the society and world Hori set up would not be nearly so kind about it. And, I hate to say it, but it’s a more interesting world and story for it.

Will it be nice for quirkless discrimination to come up again to actually be explored? Heck yeah, but I think that the One For All reveal - and All Might’s warning about not only wicked people seeking power - will tie back into that once we get there.

#Characterization #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #heroics #quirk discrimination #yagi toshinori #midoriya izuku #togata mirio #ragdoll #knuckleduster #whoo boy this took me a bit #had to double check my facts!#maybe this could be more in depth with more specific details and references #but I ain't got time for that #I'm sure there are more detailed versions out there #so just enjoy I guess #narrative analysis

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kurt-nightcrawler · 4 years ago

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Comfort and Care

𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

(𝑭𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆!𝑫𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒅 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

Blurb: Dominique comes over to help the reader feel a bit better after a bad week

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: so this is very self indulgent! I haven’t been doing too well mentally and that isn’t really portrayed in the fic but I wrote this because of that... I hope you enjoy! (Also I may write more lost girls content? We will see what happens! Let me know what you’re all vibing with!)

You cried yourself to sleep. You could barely focus on your studies and you didn’t even have the strength to brush your teeth.

You wanted it all to stop. The feeling to pass. You hated it and you hated yourself for it.

You didn’t want to get up and move, but you knew you had to.

—

You groaned and got up from your bed. Your reflection was sad— reflecting your current state— your hair was oily, a sign you needed to shower, Your skin was breaking out again, and your pajamas looked wrinkled and worn from you wearing them for days on end.

You didn’t have the strength or energy to change and make yourself presentable, but you had plans to meet your friends at the boardwalk.

You didn’t want to go. But you had to. They’d be upset you canceled on them. You hadn’t seen them since last weekend.

“Ugh! Fuck it!” They probably wouldn’t care anyway.

You went to the kitchen to grab the landline and dial-up the Emerson’s home phone.

If Grandpa hasn’t wrecked it yet.

It rang. It rang, and it rang, and it rang, and it—

—it stopped.

“Hello?”

“Michelle?” You asked.

“Hey, (Y/N)! What’s up?”

“Oh um, I don’t… I don’t feel good… I don’t think I’m gonna go to the boardwalk tonight.”

“Okay… I’ll tell the others. Do you want Dominique to come over? She’s gonna be pissed you didn’t show.”

A wave of guilt flashed over you. You hadn’t seen your girlfriend in a week…

She was going to be upset, and you didn’t want to upset her, but you really didn’t want to go out.

“Um, I’ll see her tomorrow…”

“Okay. Hope you feel better!”

“Thanks…” you put the phone back on the hook and went immediately back to your room.

You turned on your small tv, not bothering to see what was on, and buried yourself under the covers, and tried to fall asleep to the sounds of the television.

—

“(Y/N)... (Y/N)...”

You groaned as you slowly awoke. “Hhhhhhhh…” You rubbed your eyes and opened them.

Above you was Dominique. She was straddling your lap, her hand cradling your cheek.

“You’re up.”

“What— what are you doing here?” You asked.

“Michelle said you didn’t feel good,” She stated.

“Yeah, but—“

“I brought you snacks, some blankets, your heating pad you left at the cave, I even brought some movies from Darcy’s collection.”

“Thanks...”

Dominique frowned, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m just tired. Tired of everything. I’m so overwhelmed but I don’t do anything! I feel so alone all the time. Which is stupid as hell, but—“

“Oh, Kitten, it’s okay… I get it…”

“It’s so stupid. I’m stupid. I wish I got to see you more often,” You frowned. “My parents are just arguing all the time and I’m worried they’ll drag me into it. I don’t know if I can take it.”

“Where are they now?” She asked.

“My mom went to her sister’s and my dad is at my grandpa’s. It’s just us.”

“Come here,” Dominique helped you get up and lean against your pillow. “It’s okay. This feeling will pass…”

“It feels like it never will. I was doing fine for so long and now I’m not! It’s pathetic.”

“No. You are not pathetic. You are amazing and strong and doing your absolute best.”

Dominique tried to give you a kiss, but you flinched.

“What is it?” She asked.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth today… my breath probably smells awful.”

“I don’t care. Pumpkin, I’m dead. My breath smells bad all the time. My eyebrows disappear when I vamp out. I kill people.”

“But still… I’m disgusting. My skin is breaking out again and I look like an oily rat.”

“When was the last time you showered?” She asked.

“I don’t even remember. Maybe Monday? I don’t know…” You felt so helpless. You felt so embarrassed in your girlfriend’s arms.

“How about we take a warm shower? That sound good?”

“Okay.”

Dominique led you into the bathroom and helped you strip out of your dirty pajamas. “Have you eaten today?” She asked.

“Yeah. I had some peanut butter and apple slices.”

“Anything else?”

“Coffee.”

Dominique frowned, tossing her shirt off and throwing it with your clothes, “Coffee isn’t a meal, kitten.”

“Yeah, but I needed the caffeine.”

“After your shower, I’ll make you something to eat. Come on.”

Dominique stuck her hand out to see if the water from the tub faucet was warm enough. When she decided it was, she pulled the diverter valve, letting the showerhead run. She held your hand, helping you into the shower.

You stood directly under the showerhead, letting it beat down on your hair. Dom grabbed your shampoo bottle, squirting some product into her hands, before lathering it into your scalp.

Her body pressed against yours. It was cold. Her hands in your hair were just as chilly.

You had become used to the feeling, but you still shivered. She was a stark contrast against the hot water coming down.

You rinsed out your shampoo and applied conditioner to your ends. You thought about shaving, but Dominique said that could be done another time.

You ran your fingers through your hair, washing the conditioner out of the ends when you noticed Dominique’s mullet no longer styled.

“Oh, your hair!” You cooed. “It’s all soaked.”

“It’s fine.” She waved off. “I’ll fix it later.”

You turned the water off and Dominique grabbed a towel for you.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” You both dried off and looked in your room for some clean clothes.

“Here’s one of your sweatshirts…” You sheepishly handed over. “I think I have some of your sweatpants too…”

Dominique chuckled. She gave them to you to keep, you didn’t have to be so shy about it. “Thanks, Kitten. What do you want to eat?”

“I dunno…”

Dom restated her question. “What do you have?”

“Uh, I think chicken strips…”

“Pumpkin…” She warned.

“What?”

“You cannot eat chicken strips for every meal.”

“I didn’t! I made pasta this week, and I even had a vegetable!”

“Good! Good, I’m proud. Sit at the counter and I’ll find something to make.” A small smile snuck its way onto your face as you got yourself an empty glass and filled it with water. You sat down, watching Dom look through your fridge and cupboard.

“Want me to make salmon? Or was your mom saving that?”

“Oh, um, if it’s in the freezer go ahead.”

You watched Dominique take out a baking tray, and place a piece of foil over it. She poured olive oil over it and added some spices to season the bottom side of the salmon. She cut up a lemon into thin slices, placing some on the pan and saving the rest for the top of the fish. She placed the salmon onto the tray and added more seasoning.

“I’m going to steam some veggies too. Can you get them out for me, Pumpkin?”

“Yeah,” You got up from your seat and opened the fridge. “We just have carrots and broccoli… um, there’s also some rice leftover from… I think Thursday…?”

“Get it out. I can reheat it.”

You placed it all on the counter for Dom to have access to. You sat back down and continued watching her cook as you absentmindedly sipped on your water.

As Dom steamed the carrots and broccoli, heated the rice, and cleaned up, she just had to wait for the fish to finish cooking in the oven.

She turned her attention to you.

she cupped your face with one hand gently, “You look tired.”

“So do you,” You teased.

Dominique squinted her eyes. “Are you trying to cause trouble?”

“No…” You had to hold back a giggle. She rolled her eyes and kissed your forehead.

“Lemme get you some more water.” She took your cup and refilled it.

“Thanks.”

“Mhmm,” Dominique glanced at the oven timer. There was a little less than two minutes left for the salmon.

“I’m going to see if it’s done. It probably is.” She opened the oven door and—

“Use an oven mitt!” You reminded her.

Dom almost scoffed, “Kitten, my skin will heal in a week—“

“It will smell like burnt flesh for weeks if you don’t use an oven mitt. And I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

Dominique found it sweet how much you cared about her, even if it was in a minuscule moment like this. She grabbed the nearest oven mitt— yellow, with a sunflower design all over. It clashed with her aesthetic for sure, but safety before fashion.

Dom pulled the salmon out and poked it with a fork.

“yeah, I think it’s done. I’ll take it out and let it cool. Get yourself a plate.”

You did as you were told, and you filled your plate up with vegetables and rice and your piece of salmon.

“Are you going to eat anything?” You asked Dominique.

“I’m not hungry.”

“You sure?”

“If I want some food, I’ll take it from you later, and besides, I only need blood to survive.” She reminded you.

“Have you drank lately? Do you need to? You can have some of my blood while we watch a movie, I don’t mind,” You told her as you took your plate and headed to your bedroom.

“I’m fine, pumpkin.” She shut the door behind you, put a random movie in the tv’s tape player, and made herself comfortable on your bed.

“Besides, I don’t want to drink from you right now, it will affect your mood… and I want you to get better… Okay?”

“Oh. Okay.”

Dominique stroked your cheek, “Don’t feel bad, (Y/N). I can get blood from anyone… but I can only get one of you, and I want you to be happy. You’re my girlfriend, I care about you a lot.”

You weren’t sure if you wanted to cry or not.

Dom wasn’t always the best with words, and she had a bit of trouble saying “I love you”, which you didn’t mind. She showed she loved you in other ways than just words. Like coming over with movies and blankets because you said you weren’t feeling good, or washing your hair for you, or cooking you dinner.

“Thank you. I love you.”

“Mhmm,” She wrapped an arm around you and kissed your forehead.

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blueprint-han · 4 years ago

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a musical encounter.

pairing: music major senior!han x music major junior!reader

genre: university (?? idk) au; fluff.

⇥ warnings: very terribly™ written by a person who has a -8.9 knowledge in music, also the singing parts are not very well described and this may seem incomplete because i’m trying to force teach myself to write short, but oh well 🤧 I wanna write a longer fic based on this in the future hhhhhhhh. me after writing this fic: wow i really clowned myself at “short fic” didn’t I 🤡 also not proofread so be mindful of errors and google autocorrect <//3

word count: 1.7 K 🤡

⇥ disclaimer: this writing does not aim to represent the activities of the real Han Jisung, nor does it represent JYPE in any form. Events are pure fiction. ♡

type: blurb drabble 😭 (why can I never write sh0rt hmph >:( )

network tag: @stayverse @districtninewriters @inkidz + @sunoo-luvs

part of: the url drabble game; requested by @missinghan :’’) (requests for this are closed now!)

!!; song y/n is imagined to sing here is ‘Freedom 90, the Pitch Perfect Version (of course, with pre added acappella). You may find the song here, if you wanna listen to it. hhhhhh this is based on my rusty research about music equipment (which may be wrong) so if this is not what it’s supposed to mean please go easy on me. 😂

↯ note: hhhhh okay so this one has no direct mention or relation to your url but I rather picked it up from your url ~vibes~ (since the only idea that was dropping into my head was making han go missing ufhurg) so I hope you don’t mind ! Hope you like it uwu 💓 Happy reading. <3 Again this will not compare to your writing queen, but I tried. 😔 ⇥ dawn.☀️

“Gosh, this is a music recording, not a date — what’s there to be scared about?” Your friend chided, setting up the mic and the filter as you panicked behind the glass. “You’re a music major! Isn’t this supposed to be what you do?”

“You’re saying that like you aren’t one, and you totally didn’t freak out two days ago, Sana.”

Sana huffed, shaking her head before moving to connect all the wires in place. “Yeah. but…” Her voice came out low when she crouched down to fix all the wires. “The nerves shake off eventually. You’ve nothing to worry. Did you hydrate?”

“I’ve been sipping on this water bottle for the past half an hour!” You sighed, walking inside the booth to stand next to your friend. “And what do you mean ‘shake off’ — you mean that time you ‘accidentally’ broke the headphones when you wear putting them on?” A bite of your lip to stifle your laugh, and Sana’s mouth dropped open in disbelief.

“Wow, you’re gonna-” She slapped your arm after getting up. “-bring that up even though we had an agreement that we’re gonna keep it a secret?”

“Okay, ouch that hurts!” You chortled. “There’s no one here though, I still kept my promise.”

“Yeah right, in a rented schoolroom studio, with cameras everywhere.”

“They still wouldn’t be able to hear me, right?” You pointed out, bursting into a fit of giggles, nervousness be damned when Sana pouted in defeat.

“Fine, now help me set this up. Come onnnnn…” Your friend shook your arm violently to kick you out of your laughter. You shook your head, crouching over again to fix the wires while your friend set up all the equipment outside the booth.

“All set?”

“Yeah…” You took a deep breath fixing your dress up a bit before reaching your hand out, fitting the headphones snug over your ears. Your eyes caught on something black lying on the tables, and you pointed it out.

“Whose headphones are those?” You pointed out, and Sana looked to the direction. “Eh,” she brushed it off. “Probably the person who’d received this room to record before, they’ll take care of it.” You tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, nodding. “Now come on, let’s start. We have to submit this tomorrow and I have a movie date, so it can’t get later than this.”

“Alright,” You chimed, clearing your throat once, twice before inhaling deeply. You were surely nervous before, but somehow singing always helped you disconnect from your surroundings, it was your escape — one of the main reason you’d chosen music technology in a heartbeat when you found out it was an option for your major.

“Ready? And, go.”

Sana hit a button, causing soft music to play through the headphones, a melody she’d carefully crafted over nights of 3 am coffee and many, many texts to you — most of them saying “I wanna sleeeepppppp waaaaa”. You’d obviously heard it before but you realised why it took her so long (nearly a week), because it was near perfection.

“Heaven knows I was just a young boy~”

The song went pretty smoothly on the most part, with Sana stopping you in between verses and and going over parts she wanted you to repeat, which you gladly complied. She was the senior, of course.

When it cam down to the last verse, about half an hour had passed — and you felt pretty good about it. your vocals were shining pretty well and blended with the music perfectly, which put you at ease.

“Okay, let’s finish this.” Sana said, focused on changing up the settings, before giving you a countdown, hitting play. You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath as you waited for the beat drop to end, leading to your high note. That again. went pretty well, along with the rest of the song, finishing it up with an exhale.

When you removed the headphones and got out of the booth — you met the eyes of someone you did not expect to see standing there.

“O-Oh, hello Han-ssi.” You bowed down in gratitude, overly surprised of his presence.

Han was, just like Sana, your senior. He was one of the best students in your academy — of course, scoring the highest grade in all of his tests. Many would say otherwise because of his tsundere nature, but you could tell that he had a burning passion for music under those eyes. You’d listened to his tracks in various events your university hosted — and safe to say you were in love with his music. He had a way of making his tracks sound so… real? And natural — the kind that you wouldn’t get bored of no matter how many times you heard it.

Han bowed back and mumbled a silent “hello~” back to you before extending hia hand past you to grab the headphones placed on the table. Ohhh, so that’s why they were familiar. You’d noticed them hanging around his neck multiple times on campus.

Once he’d chatted with Sana and you for a bit (more Sana than you) and bowed before he left, you grabbed Sana’s arm before pulling her towards yourself.

“How long was he here for?” You whispered, a pout on your face.

“Umm, I think throughout the last verse?” Sana shrugged.

“What?” Your shoulders slumped. “Didn’t he come to pick up his headphones?”

“Are you seriously getting flustered right now?” Your friend narrowed her eyes playfully, making a teasing noise as she pushed at your shoulder.

“Ah,” You rolled your eyes. “Stop being so teasing, I’m just a little shy of anyone else hearing my singing.” You flapped your hand to brush her statement away — before she could say something or point it out how evidently flustered you’d grown of the fact that your role model — the Han Jisung — had listened to your music.

“Well, you’re a music major, kid. Get used to it.”

And with that, Sana bid her goodbye to you, helping you wrap up the place before hopping down the stairs, earphones plugged into her ears as she hummed a tune all the way.

You silently stood in front of the elevator, playing with the hem of your sleeves as you waited for it to arrive. Curse at your studios for being on the last floor of the building, waiting for the elevator seemed like an eternity.

You also didn’t notice the random person that stood beside you. it was getting late anyways, the sun was almost close to setting by the time you were done, so it was only obvious that the remaining students would go home.

“So, you sing?” A very familiar sounding voice echoed in your ears, and you flipped your head to the side, once again meeting the eyes of someone you didn’t expect to meet right now.

And of course, if was Han Jisung.

Now that you weren’t freaking out (but you were close to), you could focus on him a little more properly, and you immediately noticed the headphones hanging around his neck, again. He had a large black hoodie on, his hands were shoved into his pockets and his hair was neatly combed and parted. If you had to describe him in three words, it’d be “messy but clean”.

“Oh, h-hello again.” You bowed.

“Hi!” He reciprocated your actions, looking at you. “My question?”

“W-what?” Your eyes widened as you fiddled with the edge of your shirt.

“You sing?”

“I-” You started. “I do, I’ve loved singing since I was six.”

“Oh.” Jisung nodded, letting his words trail of for a second. “You sing really well. I listened to that last part of the song — really well done.”

Tensing up, a smile tugged at your lips. “R-really?”

“Yeah,” Jisung chuckled. “You have a pretty voice, Y/N. And that’s a genuine compliment.”

“O-oh.” You felt yourself grow bashful of his presence all of a sudden, your cheeks feeling hot as the heat spread to your cheeks. “Thank you.” You mumbled, diverting your gaze from your eyes as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “That’s so sweet of you to say.”

“I mean it.” The boy said, frowning. at the sight in front of him — your eyes drifting from place to place and the way you shifted from one foot to other — you seemed to be uncomfortable, but in reality you just didn’t know how to respond. “You okay?”

“A-ah, I am, it’s just.” Moving your hands around, you tried to put your thoughts into words, only to fail miserably, before you sighed and collected yourself. “I just really like your music a lot, and I…” You trailed off, rubbing at your shoulder. “Kinda look up to you, so hearing you say that, it just means a lot to me. Thank you”

The boy standing beside you beamed like sunshine at your response, gently poking at your shoulder as he eyes you mischievously.

“You look up to me, huh?” He giggled when you stumbled over your words, bringing a hand to rake through his hair. “You’re adorable, I’ll tell you that too.”

“Oh my god stop, do you want me to combust?” You laughed, the nervousness laced throughout your statement.

“Okay fine,” Jisung nodded, attaching his headphones to the audio jack of his phone, rummaging through his playlist. “You wanna come to my studio once?”

“What?” Your head snapped in his direction, eyes widening as you took in what he said, excitement filling your veins? Han Jisung’s studio? Seeing him make music in front of your eyes? Is this a fucking dream?

“I mean, only if you want to, of course. I was just asking because you seemed like you’d like to see my music making process. You don’t have to say yes though.”

“Oh gosh, no, I’d love to!” You yelped, stopping him in his tracks. He smiled gently, nodding at you as he scratched his chin in thought.

“So, tomorrow morning is fine?” He looked at you with almost, almost pleading eyes, and you felt like your heart melted into a puddle on the spot. He was cute.

You smiled, shyly nodding as you quickly went through your schedule in your head. “I can work with that.”

“See you tomorrow morning then.” The elevator chimed, the doors sliding open as the both of you got in, giggling at each other.

You couldn’t wait for tomorrow morning, that was for sure.

*silently puts on clown hat and leaves*

↯ note: 🕯️ ignore me this is just a small prayer that tumblr doesn’t make me battle the tags yet again 🕯️ may the tumblr gods be in my favor atleast this once ;-; 🕯️ ⇥ dawn.☀️

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normal-thoughts-official · 3 years ago

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I like the idea of an au where Magnus and Alec meet before the show or maybe Clary just shows up a little later but still managed to meet on the canon timeline somehow, but I have no idea how it could change things, I (want to) imagine that Izzy is closer to Magnus since she has meet him now for longer (maybe jace is just a little less of an asd though doubtful), idk what do you think?

hmmm i dont think i have any, like. super fleshed out thoughts about this but what i like the most about that idea is that by the time there's the whole lydia drama they would have already know each other to some extent. maybe not be dating but have, you know, their thing for longer than just one late night date, which i think makes that plotline more meaningful for the both of them

not that it's not meaningful as it is, i think it's pretty meaningful - magnus is being rejected straight after baring his heart to someone new for the very first time and daring to hope AND watching homophobia turn a guy's life miserable, and alec is turning his back to everything he's ever wanted for good - but like. it would make it more difficult for the both of them and id like to see what that would be like when the two of them would have had time for their feelings for each other to mature

honestly i think it makes more sense too because like HOW in the world did the Acting Head of the NYC Institute and the High Warlock of Brooklyn NEVER fucking meet before clary??????? i mean okay sure they probably had "met" as in magnus was there to reinforce the wards and they exchanged a few words and that was that, which is different because magnus is in sh territory and neither of them feel the slightest bit comfortable in there, but did they never work together before the memory demon thing? i mean, seriously?

and actually considering how they didnt know each other's names it's implied they hadn't even met like THAT before which is just weird

but anyway i would like to have seen that different first meeting and maybe play a bit with the parallels there could be. like they would probably be taking on some particularly bad demon together and it would have been nice to like, have alec shoot some demon who was about to get to magnus and have that kinda "silent protector" vibe that they first had at the club, and then maybe if magnus gets injured alec could lend his strength too and/or tend to his wounds lmao. just another version where alec shows that same caring and gentleness that magnus had been craving for so long and magnus ends up falling for him all unexpectedly, especially after maybe a little bit of battle bickering that turns out to actually be fun for once, you know? aaa id love that

okay so things that would have changed imo:

that cursed "alec thinks he is in love with jace" drama wouldnt be a thing, which i think would mean that alec would be even less interested in helping him and clary be dumbasses and throw everything to shit, so theyd have to go behind his back extra hard and their whole fallout would have come even sooner. dont ask me how that affects "the plot" i barely remember what that even was in this dumb show

i think he'd be more mad at jace than clary and simon, so maybe their relationship in s1 wouldn't be so bad as he would see them as more accomplices to jace than The Ones Who Are Throwing Everything To Shit you know

the lydia drama would be more complicated and angsty because both of them would have had time to mature their feelings. i dont think theyd have dated because again alec had chosen the closet and i dont think hed do anything to jeopardize that, but well... if he gets to go on missions with magnus and maybe enjoy some flirting bantering... nothing wrong with that, right? he was always upfront about that. but the feelings were there and the connection was there and that would make it even harder for the both of them to deal with the fact that alec was marrying some woman

oh wait! juicy. so magnus had been on the low because of valentine and all, and they hadnt seen each other in a few months or so, so when magnus comes back there's like. that extra layer of alec realizes how much he's missed him and makes his resolve even more fragile because well. fuck. his feelings for him sure didn't go anywhere

magnus on the other hand would maybe be more wary of him because, well, since he last saw him valentine is back and god knows what the lightwoods are up to, considering last time. magnus knows him well enough by now to know that he doesn't agree with his parents on a lot of things, but he also knows that alec chooses their protection almost always

so we would have at the very least a more level "cat and mouse game" where alec also needs to go after magnus and not just the other way around, you know? and maybe in this version magnus is the one who tells alec his parents used to be in the circle, not... whoever it was in canon (i think lydia? my god i really need to rewatch this show) which is one of the most important seeds that led alec to call off his wedding imo, so it would be interesting for magnus to be the one to give him that information

not that i think that's why he would tell him, i think if anything magnus would assume alec knew. so he'd be like "no offense, alec, but i don't really feel like trusting a lightwood in those times" and somehow the topic would come up because of that

hhhhhhhh that's all i have rip

feel free to add more if u want everyone

#sh #shadowhunters #alec lightwood #magnus bane #malec #ask #anonymous

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kuroos-babie · 4 years ago

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Gachapon

Iwaizumi Hajime x fem!Reader

[ Oneshot ]

Request: I’ve come back for mooooore!!! You’re literally so great at writing 🥺🥺 Can I get a oneshot/fic of the reader overhearing a conversation between Iwaizumi and Oikawa (her brother) where they’re talking about Iwaizumi’s crush on her? — @lordeofthunder

a/n: sdjfksfdj ily jas u make mi heart go boom boom but i am literally shit at writing oneshots istg i cried over 67 tears trying to write this one,, i kinda like how it turned out tho hehe hope u like this one too hHhHHHhH

“I’m home”, you announced to no one in particular as you swung the front door open.

It was a blistering summer afternoon and you badly wanted to just strip down to nothing but your underwear and bask in the glory of your room’s air-conditioner. But recalling your brother telling you he’ll be having his bestfriend over today held you back at the thought.

With eyes quickly scanning the dimly lit living room and finding no one, you figured they were probably upstairs, doing things boys do when they have friends over or something.

And you wanted in.

This was no rare occurrence in the Oikawa household; you often finding yourself trying to squeeze in between your brother and his bestfriend, not wanting to be left out.

Tohru would always whine but he would always let out a soft chuckle at your antics and scoot over to give you some badly wanted space.

“Iwa-chan~ why are you fussing so much over this?”, your brother’s voice spilled through the door which was cracked open, letting out light from his room and into the dark hallway.

Deciding against calling out to your brother, you continued up the stairs but stopped when you heard Iwaizumi’s voice.

“I don’t know if she’ll like it...”

There was so much uncertainty and anxiety dripping from his tone and you couldn’t help but listen in some more, curious on who this “she” is because how dare she make the Dependable Iwaizumi second-guess himself.

“You’re thinking this too much, Iwa-chan. I’m pretty sure Y/N will like whatever you give her, she’s very fond of you, you know?”

Eyes widening at the mention of your name, you bit your lip in excitement? agitation? you weren’t sure, but you were certain your heart was about to jump out of your throat at the next words you heard

“But it’s not like she likes me like that, shittykawa”

“What?”

“That’s why you’re going to ask her! When you confess! While giving her that!”

“What????????????”

Iwaizumi let out an exasperated groan and plopped down the mattress, carefully inspecting the small item between his fingers with furrowed eyebrows

“But it’s so stupid”, he mumbled

“What made you think that confessing to your bestfriend’s little sister with a gachapon was a good idea anyway?”

“Shut up, shittykawa!”, his words were brash but he couldn’t stop the warm blush creeping up his face and tinting the tip of his ears, “It was cute, reminded me of her”

The last few words came out so softly that they didn’t quite reach your ears but your face still burned red with the idea of Iwaizumi possibly confessing to you any time soon.

And of course you liked him back-- who wouldn��t? He was strong, dependable, fun to be with and built like an absolute greek god. It was always him with his warm hugs and soft chuckles that never failed to make you feel all fuzzy inside.

He’s always been all the comfort you’ve known since you were kids, his soft embrace the only solace you needed when Tohru was too much to handle or when they didn’t have your favorite ice cream flavour or when Chemistry was a little bit to hard on you or when you just really needed to be held at the moment.

“Whatever, I’m gonna go grab some water, I’m parched.”

You didn’t hear Iwaizumi’s words let alone notice the door opening wider, revealing him with wide eyes and mouth agape.

“Y/N?”

The way your name left his lips shook you awake from your reverie and you’re suddenly face to face with the man who filled your thoughts just moments ago.

“I-Iwa, I was just-- I didn’t”

“Ohoho what’s this?” Oikawa chirped, standing against the doorframe, “Let me get that water for you Iwa-chan, okay?”

With a single pat on his bestfriend’s shoulder, Tohru skipped past you and went for the kitchen.

So now you were left with Iwaizumi and the incessant thrashing of your heart.

His face was as red as yours, if not more, and he scratched at the nape of his neck all while not breaking eye contact, “So you probably heard, huh?”

“H-heard what? I didn’t hear, no I didn’t. Not a thing.”

You felt the erratic beating of your heart in your throat and you felt light-headed with all the blood that’s rushing to your head.

“No? I’d have to say it all again then”, there was now a playful smirk on his face, finding amusement in your distress.

“No! No no no-- No please, you’re going to break me”

Your hands laid flat on his chest, trying to stop him from doing whatever it is that you didn’t have the capacity to think about anymore.

Iwaizumi let out a chuckle, gently removing your hands on his body and wrapping an arm around you, “God you’re too cute.”

With a frantic shake of your head, you wrapped your arms around his waist as well and he could’ve sworn his heart skipped more than one beat.

You both stayed like that for a few moments, trying to calm your hearts down.

It was you who broke the silence, lifting your head up and looking at him with a pout.

“Where’s my gachapon?”

Iwaizumi chuckled once again before fishing it out of his jean pocket and dangling the small bear keychain in front of you, but before you could even snatch it, he held it up higher while leaning in close to your face.

“Gimme a kiss and maybe I’ll consider giving it to you.”

“Do I have to? Tohru said you should give it to me while confessing.”, you said all doe-eyed, trying to be smug about the situation but still having your arms wrapped around the man.

“All right then,”

Leaning in closer and closer to your face, Iwaizumi smirked as your eyes grew wider and wider and all shades of red flushed your face, you sucked in a breath and shut your eyes tight.

You felt his warm breath on your lips and a soft peck on your cheek not even a second after,

“I like you, Y/N.” he finally said, a soft whisper in your ear.

#SJKDFHKFSDF #all i can say is #ahk #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu iwaizumi #haikyuu fluff #hq iwaizumi #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi scenarios #iwaizumi fluff #iwaizumi oneshot #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi hajime scenarios #iwaizumi hajime fluff #iwaizumi hajime oneshot

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gh0styyt0astyy · 3 years ago

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hii! If it’s not too much could you possibly write something with Ler! Deimos and Lee! Sanford? Something like Deimos being in ultra Ler mood and completely wrecking Sanford (as well as teasing him a ton while he does it?) >~<

(also, i’m 100% one of the non tickle blogs that likes your posts hhhhhhhh but I love your blog so much)

✨ [I gotchaa~] ✨

( HEY GUYS HOW ABOUT I RESPOND TO THE RIGHT ANON THIS TIME :SOBS: ALSO ANON THANK U FOR UR PAITENCE AND UR STILL 100% ALLOWED TO STAY HERE AND INTERACT AS MUCH AS U PLEASE )

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⭐️ [Summary] — Deimos is having one hell of a boring day… but luckily, he knows just how to remedy that! (Ler!Deimos and Lee!Sanford)

two simple words: oh shit

key:

deimos

sanford

⭐️ [Warnings] —TICKLE FIC; MILD LANGUAGE; if you don’t like then please just scroll on T_T

⭐️ [Prompt(s)]: Deimos in a hella Ler mood and wrecking Sanford

✨ Enjoy ! ✨

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Deimos tapped his shoes against the wall, flicking his thumb up, and down; and up, and down… watching as small flames emitted from his fingertip before dissolving. Flick. “...1,203.” Flick. “...1,204.” Flick. “...1,204- wait- shit, lost count.”

Eventually Deimos stopped lighting his finger on fire and stopped leaving footprints on the wall, belting out a loud, “UUUGHHHHHH.” He was so incredibly bored, that he was pretty sure it could be considered a crime now.

There was nothing to do that day, Hank was off doing....Hank shit, probably off on a self-set mission. (Why couldn’t Deimos have tagged along? That’s just not fair!) How long had it even been since Hank had left? Deimos didn’t really pay attention to the clock. But it felt like it’d been ages since anyone was around. Deimos was so, so incredibly bored out of his mind. Maybe Sanford was around, and maybe Deimos could find something to do with him!

Deimos slithered off the sofa, landing on his back and rolling backwards onto his feet. “Sanford?” He called out, walking through the base as he looked for the man in question.

“Saaaanfooooord.” He dragged out, looking into each room, until… “In here, Dei.” From the living room! He was just there though? Maybe Sanford just got back. Deimos’ face lit up in a grin as he darted off to the living room again. “SANFORD! Oh thank God someone’s back.” Deimos launched himself at Sanford, clinging to him and hanging off the ground. Sanford made a surprised noise and held Deimos close. “Christ! Dei, you gotta stop doing that.” Sanford groaned, no real anger behind his voice.

“But whyyyyy? You always catch me!” Deimos whined, nuzzling his cheek into Sanford’s neck. Sanford made a stifled noise as he put Deimos down. “Yeah yeah, one of these days though…” Sanford laughed, going to put his weapons up.

Deimos watched as Sanford headed for one of the rooms, shedding himself of his hook and guns. Did Sanford really expect Deimos to glaze over that noise he made? Deimos’ face suddenly scrunched into a mischievous grin. He thinks he just found the cure to his boredom…

Deimos quietly trailed behind Sanford, leaning past a doorway to look at the man; Sanford currently had his back to Deimos. Perfect.

It was hard to keep down the planning giggle in Deimos’ throat as he walked up behind Sanford. Sanford literally couldn’t be more aware of him.

Sanford seemed to miss that Deimos was, indeed, in the room. He raised his voice slightly to talk. “Hey Dei! Did you wanNAAHA-!” Sanford’s voice went up another octave as he felt fingers curl into his sides. “Dude!” Deimos just grinned again.

“So you’re ticklish too!” He sounded like he’d just solved every problem ever. Sanford stood there for a moment. “Well, I mean— Deimos I don’t like that look,” he turned around completely, backing against the wall. “Hehehe~.” Deimos snickered, flexing his fingers in a claw motion. “Oh shit!” Sanford quickly dipped around Deimos and he booked it out of the room. That’s fine, Deimos liked the chase.

“STAY BACK BITCH!” Sanford screamed over his shoulder, swiveling around the doorframe and booking it into the living room. Deimos bolting out of the room and quickly following Sanford— launching himself over the sofa. “SAAAAN! COME BACK!” Perched on the arm of the sofa, Deimos jumped and landed on Sanford’s back. The two went down with a solid *thunk*, Deimos sitting on Sanford’s back. “Gotcha!” Sanford lifted himself up on his elbows and looked back at Deimos. “Dei- Dei come on wait a second—!”

“I’m waiting?” Deimos said, tilting his head with a little grin.

“Let’s— um.” Sanford didn’t think he’d get this far, honestly. “Let’s… talk about this…?” There was a thick moment of silence. “Okay! What do you have to say?” “…”

Deimos was such a little shit. “Uh…” Sanford stopped, thinking. “…Hey what’s that over there?” Sanford pointed in a random direction, Deimos looked off in the direction and yelped when he was almost thrown off Sanford. He gripped the others shoulders and then he curled his fingers into Sanford’s sides again; quickly downing the man again. “AHAGK!”

“You are so rude.” Deimos huffed, clawing away at Sanford’s sides. The downed man in question tried to twist around his hand flailing to try and hit away Deimos’ hands. “Gyeahahak! Ohohoff! Get ohohoff!”

“Mmm. Nah.” Deimos said, shaking his head. “I’ve been bored all day, and now one of my favorite people is back! You think I’m just letting go this quickly?” Deimos honestly struggled to stay atop Sanford with the sheer amount of squirming he was doing. “Staahahahaap!” Sanford laughed, trying to push himself up with his elbows. “Sorry I don’t really speak laughter. Can you say that again for me?” Deimos teased, scratching against Sanford’s skin. “I wonder if you’re ticklish anywhere else?” Sanford shook his head quickly. “noHOHO! Noho! Nohot ticklish anywhehehere elsehehe— gyEAKAHAHA!” The wobble in Sanford’s laughter and the way he fell back down betrayed him as Deimos pinched the man’s thigh. He mocked an offended gasp. “You are! And you lied to me! You just don’t stop do you?”

“I’m sohohorry!” Came a muted snort from Sanford. Deimos couldn’t help but snicker as he looked at Sanford. What a doofus.

“I think I gotta teach you the meaning of being nice!” And then Sanford let all hell break loose. “OHOHOHOH SHIHIHIT— DEHEHEHI WAHAHAHAIT!” Deimos pinched away at Sanford’s thigh, occasionally going back to his side— or tormenting behind his leg. “San we talked about this. I don’t speak giggling! Or laughter. You gotta use some words here,”

“PIHIHIHISS OHOHOHOFF!” “Ow, my feelings.”

Sanford tried to kick his leg out, trying to disarm Deimos from him. But Deimos was adamant, the little cockroach. “Come ohohohonn! Stoohohohahap!” Deimos hummed in fake thought. “Maybe I will! If you apologize to me.”

Sanford groaned through laughter, his forehead hitting against the floor with a muted thump. “Fohohohor whaahahahat? What did I dohohohoho?”

“Well first off, you tried to throw me! Rude. And then you lied to me!”

Sanford made an indignant noise. “Deimohohos I’m— gyahahahak!” “San, I don’t understand what’s so funny? Did I say something?” Deimos grinned again, deciding to bring the torment back to Sanford’s sides. “Oh! Or maybe it’s my charming looks? I know, I’m pretty.” As if to prove his silly little point, Deimos made a swiping motion over his visor, like he was pushing back hair.

“Chaharming my aahahahass!” Sanford shot back. “You rude little bitch!” “GYEAHAHAHAHAK- I’M SOHOHORRY IT’S A FORCE OF HAHAHABIT!” “I don’t want your apologies anymore! Now I just want to wreck your shit!”

Deimos was very determined at this point. As to what the determination would bring him closer too, Sanford had not a clue. But it didn’t last long (even if it felt like forever to Sanford), because the door swung open to reveal a bloodied up Hank, who stared at the pair on the ground.

Deimos and Sanford both looked around to Hank, and the three all shared a stare in silence, Sanford letting out a shaky “hhaa—“ of a breath.

“…”

“H- Hi Hahank,”

“…welcome back Hank!”

Hank just offered a quiet nod as he shut the door and made his way to a different part of the base. And with Deimos distracted, Sanford quickly rolled over, sending Deimos off the other way. “AAGK—“

The pair looked at each other for one moment… two moments… three moments, before Deimos started scrambling up, Sanford hot on his heels.

“HEY HANK I GOTTA TELL YOU SOMETHING!” “DEIMOS YOU RATTY BASTARD!”

#ghosty.replies #ghosty.keysmash #writing #tickle fic #sfw tickle fic #mc tickling #lee!sanford #ler!deimos #hank is there too but not long enough to be tagged lmfao #SORRY AGAIN FOR REPLYING TO THE WRONG ANON THANKS FOR BEARING WITH ME T_T

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sleepylixie · 4 years ago

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Hello! 2020 is coming to a close (phew, finally) and boy, has it been one hell of a rollercoaster ride. No kidding, this year has probably seen some of the worst and best sides of me and I don’t know what to think about it. It hasn’t been the worst year by a mile, but it has been the most difficult to get through.

In the midst of a stress meltdown on Halloween, I decided to revive my old Tumblr account and revamp it into an SKZ stan account. That, ladies, gentlemen and readers, has been the single best decision I’ve taken for myself. It’s true when they say that Tumblr is where some of the softest, sweetest and kindest people go, because I’ve met so many amazing, insanely talented people over the course of 2 months. I did not think this blog would thrive the way it did, but I am so glad that it is. So yes, appreciation of the sappy kind are in bulk order tonight!

Hi, I’m Elliana! I run Sleepylixie, an SKZ stan account. Under the cut is a long, long post- little love letters to everybody that made my days on this dumb blue hellsite warmer and brighter. This is for all of you. :) (There’s one song rec for you below your letter, just for funsies hhhh-)

@decembermoonskz - Iz you’ve been one of the best things Tumblr dropped onto my dashboard. I adore the mutual brain wave moments, the next-level coincidences in this short but extremely sweet friendship ( wolf gang unite) and how we seem to be able to bounce ideas off each other almost too easily. I’m so thankful for the camaraderie we’ve built up in such a short amount of time. Being able to talk to a kindred spirit about the high fantasy disaster that runs it’s course in my head is such a good time, all the time. You’re a beautiful soul, you<3 <Song Rec: I am You - Stray Kids>

@rebecca-noona - I will never regret dropping that borderline screaming ask about More and More needing a sequel and then watching the chaos ensue xD You’re one of the first people I’ve interacted with on Tumblr and honestly, I’m in awe of how strong and steady of a person you are. I’ve been able to talk to you about the stupidest and the most meaningful things and your way of putting the difficult things into simple words has always left me feeling lighter and warmer inside. One day, I will absolutely drop you a casual text telling you that I am in Korea and expect a fanfare welcome xD. Much Love, Wifey <Song Rec: Hell In Heaven- TWICE>

@seraplantery - (Don’t fkin run away sit down and take the love-) Ma’am, I must build a shrine in your name for bribing me to join Katalk (and proceed to not fulfil said bribe) because interacting with you is one of the brightest moments of my day. You’re so easy to talk to, and your vibe is out of the fkin world coz it’s so vibrant and bright and beautiful I LOVE IT. Big Brain queen, you xD <Song Rec: Spark- Taeyeon>

@mikoto-ica-fics - Hhhhhhhh you’re the first blog I became an anon for and eventually gave up on xD Your presence in Stayblr (and on my dash) has always been a calming and steadfast one- you always gave off the easy, approachable vibes that just made my awkward ass actually strike up conversation with you~ You’re another person that the Katalk chaos groupchat brought me closer to and it’s been a crazy fun time ever since then. Your stories are products of so much flair and thought, I admire your commitment to your tales. To good times and more soon!! <Song Rec: Woman Like Me- Little Mix ft. Nicki Minaj>

@hanflix - Right off the bat, I adore your blog and your writing style. I could go on and on about how much your stories sing to my soul, every word just speaks volumes about the effort and thought that goes into it. You take your craft so seriously and I admire that about you. And you’re so fkin sweet!? Like please?! Stay the same, you! < Song Rec: In & Out by Red Velvet >

@delicatewerewolfsoul - I love talking to you so much hhhh- I don’t remember who slid into who’s askbox first, but I’m very, very glad one of us did and we started talking afterwards. It’s always a chill and nice time with you, coz, as it turns out, we have a lotta common interests to talk about, say ship games and astronomy xD. I’m the shittiest at keeping conversations going, but I shall strive to interact more coz you’re so fun pls- and you’ve got such a cool aesthetic too!! (The offer for your hand in marriage still stands, I must remind you-) <Song Rec : Flourishing- Chungha>

@aliceu my OG tumblr buddyyyyyyy oh man, I legit can’t login to Tumblr without dropping you a scream text or recieving one from you. We have some insanely similar tastes (in tropes, stans, fic concepts and then some) and just. vibe so easily on that tumblr chatbox that is probably weeping from how much we use it. Thank you for being an unflinching support for my weak moments of writer’s block and proofreading stuff for me and also, thank you for having such similar preferences to mine that I can send you random headcanons at odd hours knowing it will attack you in the face when you see it :D <Song Rec: I Can’t Stop Me- TWICE>

@blueprint-han @hhjs @rosieecheeks @choideluxe @meiiyue @n8dlesoupguk @cotccotc @illicit-roses @nightshade-minho @moonbeam-00 @cyecandy @hongism @luminois @mochinnie - Y’all, I adore our interactions, every single one of it. All of you are so fkin talented content creators, I’m in awe of everything y’all put out coz it’s all so insanely good. You guys light up my dashboard, and I wish we talked more and hopefully get to do that soon!!<Song-Rec: Dumb Litty- KARD>

To everybody that follows me, or have interacted with me- Thank you. Thank you for being a part of this blog and enjoying the best moments with me. I hope the New Year brings all of you to a space of joy, love and peace for you and your loved ones.

Much Love, Elliana.

#ella thinks out loud #ella cries #bye bye 2020 #you've been a good one NOT

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illfoandillfie · 5 years ago

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Oh my gosh what about 40 except it’s her who texts the wrong person? With any of the boys I can’t choose lol

40. Called/texted the wrong person but she he was into it anyway.

Okay babe, this was a Very Good prompt. Originally didn’t plan to have quite so much smut but hhhhhhhh its midnight and i am worked the fuck up after a day of writing these things. Also it’s like 1500 words so I’m gonna chuck this one under a cut.

Also also, I went with Gwil because I haven’t had any gwil recs so blease be kind I don’t write him so often.

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“u up? I need u” you sent the text quickly, hoping the guyyou’d had an off and on fuck buddy setup with would be around to answer.

“It’s 1am, why do you need me?”

More words than you’d expected. Normally he’d reply with athumbs up or down. But you didn’t think about it too much before replying. “myvibes out of batteries and my fingers aren’t working”

There was a long pause. Also unusual. Normally if he wasfree he’d reply within seconds. You glanced back up at the previous messages.Why was there a text in there about leaving your sweater at his place? You hadn’tbeen to his place recently. Your brain ticked over, slowly putting the piecesof the puzzle together until you realised your mistake. You took another lookat the name of the person you’d texted. GWILYM. Oh fuck. With all the speed youcould muster you began typing out a quick apology and explanation but beforeyou could hit send he’d responded.

“Poor baby girl. Can’t leave you like that, can we. Yours ormine?”

That was the last thing you’d expected him to say. Youshould let him know you’d texted him by accident though, shouldn’t you? Thatwas the polite thing to do. Your thumb hovered over the send button but youdrew it back again. The thing was, he was apparently not opposed to the idea.And if you told him you’d been thinking of someone else then he’d probably loosehis nerve or his interest. And really that would just leave you to booty call aguy who may or may not respond. But this was an almost guaranteed fuck. Sure,the potential for awkwardness was much higher but Gwil was very attractive andit wasn’t like you hadn’t considered it before. You deleted half the apologymessage and stopped again, reconsidering. Maybe he’d been joking. You retypedthe next three words of the apology. But he didn’t sound like he was joking. Sofuck it. Right? Yeah, fuck it. You’d just fuck Gwil instead of the guy younormally went to. You finished deleting the apology quickly typing back “mine?”

“I’ll be there in 10,” It came through a lot faster than theprevious messages. Okay. So he was coming over and he was eager. You lookedaround your room to make sure it was tidy enough for company, swinging yourlegs out of bed and walking towards your front door to wait. You stood, armsfolded over your chest for a couple of minutes, but the chill of the tiles creptup your bare legs, so you began pacing up and down the corridor, waiting forGwil to arrive. Around ten minutes later you heard a knock on your door, startlingyou from your reverie. You didn’t bother pretending to wait a few minutes,instead opening the front door before he’d managed to lower his fist. You weretoo worked up to worry about whether or not you looked desperate.

“Hi,” he said as soon as he saw you, “apparently you needme?”

All you could manage was to nod as you stepped out of thewalkway, letting him in.

“You that needy you can’t even talk?” He chuckled softly,dropping his overnight bag by the door and stepping in close to drag his thumbover your lips. You watched his eyes slowly creep up your body, taking in your nakedlegs and the oversized shirt you wore, “Good thing I’m here then, isn’t itdarling? Your room’s down this way, if I remember correctly?”

“Yeah,”

He laughed again as he let you go, turning to walk towardsyour room, trusting you’d follow. Which you did, of course.

“I think I know what the answer to this is but I’ve gottaask anyway, I was a wrong number right?”

“Yeah,” you said sheepishly, closing your bedroom doorbehind you.

“But you’re still okay with me being here?”

“Yes. I just really really need a good fuck,”

“Don’t worry about that, darling, you’ll get what you want.But you need to understand something. I’m not just some fuck. I don’t expect usto date after tonight or even for this to happen again. But I’m not just arandom booty call you can use and then lose. Okay? So if that’s a problem foryou, speak up now.”

“No, there’s no problem. I understand.”

“Good girl,”

You felt a shiver run through you with his praise. Or maybethat was because he was once again standing in your personal space, slippinghis hands under the hem of your shirt. You had to grab onto his arm forstability when his elegant fingers came into contact with your core.

“You poor desperate little thing. Completely soaked already.”

“Please Gwil, I want you so bad.”

“I know sweetheart. But, while you might be ready, I’m not. Youable to help me out?”

As soon as the words were out of his mouth you were droppingto your knees, making short work of his fly and pushing his pants down hislegs. He calmly told you to wait as he stepped out of them and added his shirtto the pile before finally allowing you to touch him. With a look up at him tomake sure he was okay with the morning’s events you leaned in and ran yourtongue along his half hard length. You went as slow as you could manage consideringyou were running on pure need, trailing hot open-mouthed kisses up and down hisshaft until he grew impatient enough to warningly say your name. You took thehint, switching to suck on his tip as you pumped him slowly. He tangled his fingersinto your hair, making you hum as you slowly bobbed your head over him. He hadto remind you to be patient n a few times, his voice a low growl and his gripon your hair tightening slightly. But you could hardly be blamed for want tomove things along a little faster. You were just about dripping with how badlyyou wanted him in your pussy.

Eventually he relented, praising you for being such a goodlittle cockslut, sucking him off so well.

“But you want more, don’t you darling? Want me to fuck yourneedy little pussy?”

“God yes Gwil, please.”

He held his hand out to help pull you to your feet, “How doyou want me?”

“I don’t care,”

“Alright, I suppose you’ve waited long enough. On the bed,on your back. I’m going to watch your pretty face when you cum and I expect tohear you moaning my name.”

He didn’t have to wait long to hear it, a rough, “oh fuckGwil,” falling from your lips as soon as he entered you. The slight burn fromthe stretch only made it more delicious as you finally got what you’d so badlyneeded. Another shaky moan was pulled from you as he readjusted your position,lifting your legs up over his shoulders, letting him sink even deeper. Hestarted carefully, giving you a moment or two to adjust to him before he beganrolling his hips against yours. Almost gentle at first but your pleading formore, faster, harder had him changing his pace, thrusting into you roughly,making you cry out with every one. And he kept up a string of praise, callingyou a good girl for being so vocal for him, telling you how turned on he wasbut how fucking wet you were, how good you felt. You shook when you finally came,finally got the release you’d been craving, Your voice caught in your throatand you grabbed at the sheets so tight you thought you might have ripped themwith your nails. He kept fucking you through it, even when his own release hit,his grunts puncturing the air until you were choking out his name.

Carefully he pulled out of you. You were vaguely aware thathe’d got up, left the room, half expecting to find him gone when you finallysummoned the strength to move. But he returned a minute later with a glass ofwater and a warm cloth.

“Do you mind?” He asked, holding the cloth up. You shookyour head, and he cleaned you up as carefully as he could. When he was done hegave you a hand to sit up and handed you the water.

“Drink, Y/N.”

You mumbled a small thank you and gulped down the entireglass.

“Better?”

“Yes, thanks. Are you staying?”

“If that’s alright. I brought an overnight bag but I wasn’tsure.”

“I’d like it if you did. Plus, you must be tired after that,can’t ask you to drive now.”

He smiled and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“I’m gonna go pee. I’ll grab a change of sheets on my wayback.”

“Wait, put this back on,” He handed you the shirt you’d beenwearing when he arrived and you noticed his underpants were back in place.

Together you managed to get the sheets changed, and thencollapsed onto the bed, snuggling in close to each other.

“I don’t know if I want to know but can I ask how I compareto the guy you meant to text?”

“So much better. He usually leaves as soon as we’re done.”

“Maybe you should forget his number. Call me again.”

#my writing #my blurbs #gwilym lee smut #gwilym lee x reader #gwilym lee imagine #i....#don't know what came over me with this one #i dint proof read it at all tho #and i got quite tired towards the end #so i hope there isnt any glaringly obvious mistakes lmao #i'm gonna go sleep now #but i'll write the rest of these tomorrow #whilstyouwalk

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sparkleefelix · 5 years ago

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Happy. Cheerful. Angelic. Helpful. Selfless. Caring. Positive. Those are the words everyone had always used to refer to you. Those are the words you'd gotten used to hear. Those are the words you tried to live up to every day.

¿A friend is having a hard time? ¡They should call you! ¿Someone's going through a breakup? ¡You give the best advice! ¿Need anyone to talk to? ¡You are the person for the job!

It was almost as if you were living for everyone else.

And today was not different.

As soon as Hyunjin saw you walk into the cafeteria he was already all over you.

"¿Did you read my messages last night?" Yes. "¿Was that enough information?" Even too much, for your liking. "¿What should I do? ¡Y/N what should I do!" Hyunjin cried as he tugged in your sleeve.

I don't know.

That's what you wanted to say.

I. Don't. Know.

"Maybe... You should try and talk to her. Understand her side too. You're focusing too much in what you want, I don't think you're listening to her." You simply answered as you took a sit next to your other friends.

Changbin eyed you curiously. Even though you had answered Hyunjin, it had just sounded.... empty. Cold even. He decided he would ask you later if everything was ok. He had noticed you being out of yourself for a few days now.

But he never did.

You see, the problem was that there was always something more important than you.

Swim team practice, band rehearsal, football trials, even dance presentations.

Of course you knew they didn't do it on purpose, they didn't forget about you on purpose, but it was getting too much and everyday you felt a little closer to losing it. To breaking.

Because no matter how much you looked like an angel, or acted selfless, or seemed to be happy, you were just a regular, average, ordinary person too.

And you really, REALLY, didn't want to snap, especially through the phone, but you were at home, it had been a long day, you just wanted to relax a little, forget about everyone's problems including your own, and Chan complaining over how this other dude in the swim team had broken his record just seemed too little of a problem compared to other things going through your head. And you just couldn't handle it anymore.

While Chan was in the middle of his petty ranting, you ended the call. And boy, you would love to say it felt great, but in reality you just felt like a shitty friend.

¿How could you do that to him? ¿To them?

You don't know when did the tears start falling down your cheeks, but a sudden wave of relief washed over you as you let yourself cry your eyes out that afternoon.

You guess you fell asleep in the middle of your breakdown, because next thing you knew you were being waken up by the sound of your alarm signaling it was time for classes again. It had been like that for a while now. Whenever you were feeling down or suffocated you would end up crying and eventually falling asleep. In the last month you had found yourself waking up in your bathroom or kitchen floor at least five times.

Taking a deep breath you checked your phone before getting out of your couch. There were not only missed calls from Chan but also millions of messages from all your friends. And you honestly didn't have the energy to answer them right now.

In fact, you didn't have the energy to get out of the house.

With a deep sigh you made your way to your room and plopped back in bed. Skipping classes sounded like a great plan today.

It was just a few hours later that you were woken up again, this time by your bell ringing non-stop.

Clumsily you made your way to your front door, not expexting to find Changbin, Chan and Minho standing there once you opened it.

You noticed the frowning in their faces go soft at the sight of you. You were still wearing yesterday clothes, that much you knew. But your guess was that your most likely blood shot eyes gave away your actual state. Without a single word you moved away, letting them in, and then the four of you made your way to the living room.

"¿What's wrong?" Changbin was the first to speak, his eyes fixed on yours from across the room where he was sitting with Chan. You only shrugged, not sure what answer was he expecting to get.

"Don't do that, don't just shrug us away, Y/N." This time Minho spoke from beside you. He was sat close enough to comfort you but far enough to not give you any unwanted attention.

"I don't know what you want me to say. ¿I stay home one day and suddenly something's wrong with me? I'm fine." Your words come out colder and sharper than you intended, but the truth was you didn't feel like telling them. You didn't feel like they cared enough, and even if they did, you didn't think they should.

"Bullshit, ¡You hung up on me yesterday!" Chan's voice was loud, but not mad. Was loud, but full of concern. "Y/N just tell us what's wrong so we can help you. Pushing us away and shutting in yourself is so not like you-" He found himself being cut out by the scoff you let out.

That was it, you didn't know why or how, but the words just started to flow.

"¿'So not like me'? ¿YOU are going to tell me what I am like? ¡What do you even know about me! ¡All of you! You guys never notice when something's wrong, ¡You never even take the time to ask if I'm ok! Tell me, ¿How did you notice I wasn't there today? ¿What did you need from me that I wasn't there to provide? I am so tired of this. And I love you guys, don't get me wrong. I love helping you and you mean the entire world to me, ¡But I have problems too! Sometimes it just feels like you only want me to help you solve your shit and then I'm not important anymore and... And it just sucks because I care too much and I don't feel like I matter to anyone enough..."

The room was quiet. Fresh tears were redrawing the old path left on your cheeks. You weren't strong enough to look at them, but you could feel the three pairs of eyes burning you. Trying to calm down your cries you sniffled and took a deep breath ready to speak again.

"I'm sorry" Minho said before anyone else as he rushed to hug you. "I am so sorry... We... We never..." You could hear how his voice broke and could feel how his hands trembled a little on your back. Last thing you wanted was for them to cry too.

It would be a lie saying that the conversation died there. Truth is the three boys sat still and listened to you go through all your problems just as you always did with them. You did cry a few more times, you did complain, a lot, about them. But, at the end of the day, the four of you knew that you would be ok. All of you. They not only comforted you, but understood you, and that was all you wanted all along, right?

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hhhhhhhh i based it off of personal experiences so i hope this is what you wanted anon :] please request again anytime! I know the ending is kinda shitty but honestly I would have loved for my friendships to turn out like that. This may have a lot of mistakes but it's 6am and I'm just out of a huge writers block, I'm SORRY.

Please remember that for a friendship to work there must be interest and effort from both ends. From all ends! If you're the only one who cares, if you're the only one who's always there, if people only take from you and you feel drained, maybe you should look into it and decide if it's a positive relationship or not.

Don't let yourself be manipulated into thinking you should accept what they want to give you. KNOW your worth and fight for it, always! ♡

#stray kids #stray kids au #stray kids imagine #stray kids blurb #stray kids scenario #bang chan au #kim woojin au #lee know au #lee minho au #hwang hyunjin wild appearance #bang chan imagine #kim woojin imagines #lee know imagines #lee minho imagines #bang chan scenario #stray kids bang chan #stray kids minho #stray kids woojin #sparkleefelix

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dandunn · 4 years ago

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fic reader asks—4, 7, 8, 14, 15, 28, 35. Just choose the ones you want to answer cos' I selected quite a few. Bonus, choose one you want to answer :-D

I answered em all cause I needed something to do while drinking my pre-bed tea OOPE

4. Do you ever re-read fics? How about triple-read?

Yes, absolutely. I download fics as epubs so I can read them before I go to sleep on my kindle so I have a few comfort fics I return to often.

7. Name some incomplete fics that you wish were completed.

Soft Reset by The IcyQueen (which i definitely need to leave a comment on, it’s criminally underrated, also it’s really hard to find good Silent Hill fics that aren’t just Pyramid head smut hhhhhhhh) seems like a deadfic for now.

anomalous dichromacy by pyknicGinger... not because I’m desperately attached, I’m just really curious to see where they would’ve taken it after that nutpunch last part.

8. Talk about the ships that you read.

Hhhrhfhhffff Zoro/Luffy is still my top, but I’m extremely picky about fics I read since most of them write Luffy as a hyperactive child and Zoro as his grumpy boring dad. (Let Zoro be an idiot too im begging-)

Ace/Sanji which I’m dELIGHTEd to say has been picking up in popularity lately (more on twitter than here). My group chat is working very hard to make sure our little boat stays seaworthy.

Marco/Shanks which Melanie got me into which means I legally have to kick her ass because the ao3 tag for them is teeny tiny. The fics that are there are super high quality though, so I’m not complaining too much.

I also love Nami/Tashigi but there’s only 12 fics in the tag so.

14. What makes you give up on reading a fic?

“Weeb” english like throwing in Japanese words for no reason, e.g all those EHHHHH??? ne sencho??? which have perfectly cromulent equivalents in english. I also struggle when the dialogue sounds fake, this goes for TV and movies too, where I end up thinking “no one would ever talk like this” and it throws me right out of it.

15. What makes you pick up a fic, what makes it sound interesting?

I... don’t really know?? It’s really hard to sum up a fic into a few sentences, so maybe it’s a combination of summary/what’s in the tags. Also I’m picky n hard to please.

28. Who are your favorite fanfiction author(s)?

Probably mentioned the same ones when I did my writing meme thing but; Kiite, EclecticIsMyMiddleName, Augment, Leoporidae_Lagomorpha, LoganG, apollothyme, (if ive forgotten someone im s orry)

35. Name all the Work in Progress fics that you are currently reading.

Raising Marco by silverwolf_fox, P0isoned by LoganG and whatever my friends are writing. I seem to read more oneshots than long fics for some reason.

#ask a cowboy #long post #chromatic-lamina

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someobscurereference · 5 years ago

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Graceless Heart Fic (Spoiler) Notes

These are notes for my 80K Fire Emblem fic “Graceless Heart.” These notes are full of SPOILERS! Please read the fic first! Beware at your own risk!

The notes will be under a Read More. Mobile users, if it doesn’t work for you, I’m so sorry.

SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERS BELOW:

GENERAL NOTES:

Sumeragi was at work while Corrin was saying goodbye to the Hoshido family. He already said goodbye to Corrin that morning. That’s why he doesn’t appear here.

Xander texting Inigo back a heart emoji: I don’t see Xander as an emoji person, but I think Inigo is definitely the type to use a lot of hearts and whatnot when texting. Xander would not do that on his own, but if you look at his phone, you’ll see his most used (and only) emojis are the heart ones that Inigo sends him. Because Xander is willing to mimic how Inigo shows his affection for the sake of mutual reciprocation. Plus he got made fun of for being so stiff and formal when he writes.

Dock Fight with the Trio: Owain is genuinely embarrassed and Inigo really is going to tease him with those memes, but they’re all friends. This is not a serious fight. Severa and Inigo are not being deliberate assholes here. They’re all having fun.

The book Leo is reading when Owain asks is The Gift of Fear by Gavin de Becker.

Everyone’s swimsuits are based on what they wear in FE Heroes as summer units or their outfits in the Beach Brawl DLC, minus Corrin, who wears a swim t-shirt on top of whatever bathing suit you imagine for them.

In a real situation where someone is drowning, you should probably not grab them the way Corrin grabs Inigo. A drowning person is very likely to harm or hinder their rescuer due to panic. I just wrote that scene a little less realistically in the fic because I didn’t want to deal with that and, like I say in the notes, I’m functioning on action movie logic. Action movies aren’t realistic.

When Corrin tells Inigo that they’ll keep his almost drowning a secret so long as he lets them know if he has health problems later and Elise tells Inigo to let them know if he has bad dreams, what Elise is actually saying is “Hey, if you start to get PTSD over this, let us know so we can help you.” But she doesn’t want to be so blunt, making this be the type of thing Inigo keeps to himself and suffers through alone, so she says “bad dreams” instead to phrase it with less stigma.

You’ll notice after Inigo’s near drowning that I mention how exhausted he feels when he’s having a freakout on the floor of his cabin, how tired he is the next morning before, during, and after the shopping trip, how he leans heavily on stuff and people, etc. His fatigue can be explained by stress and other normal things. However, it is also a result of the lake water being genuinely bad for people! Most people who go to the lake naturally get this vibe and don’t swim too far out into it/tend to visit the lake in groups or pairs so the chances of drowning decrease. (I almost wrote some of this into Anankos’s dialogue but it felt wonky and didn’t fit.). Corrin also feels this same exhaustion in subsequent scenes, although it’s emphasized less.

Likewise, when Owain and Corrin are stranded in the middle of the water, they also grow quite exhausted rather quickly because (a) the closer to the center of the lake, the more powerful the Bad Vibes that drain your energy and (b) there’s so much rain and water everywhere that as they swallow, they’re also growing more and more tired. Also, fear takes a lot out of a person in general.

Similarly, when Corrin’s foot gets grabbed on the docks, I mention a few times that their legs feel heavy, etc. This is all related to Evil Lake Energy. Severa’s almost drowning is the same deal as Inigo. Everyone who gets in the water (especially if they swallow any) experience this same lack of energy. It’s worse if you actually swallow some water right out there in the middle of the lake and you’re just more susceptible to that kind of bad magic like Anankos unfortunately was. Corrin has been through the wringer at the end of this fic because of constant exposure. They’re on nothing but bedrest for a good number of days after the end of this fic. Lots and lots of sleep for them. Owain is only mildly better in that he doesn’t have to be admitted to the hospital but does need A Lot of sleep. Rest assured that they do eventually recover though.

Elise “lying to Xander and Camilla about stuff all the time” — A reference to in-game canon about how Elise regularly ditches her retainers and goes around to the poorer parts of the city where she is explicitly forbidden to go. She’s surprisingly sneaky and has no problems not telling her siblings about this.

I paraphrased some dialogue from in-game between Leo, Niles and Owain when the latter are trying to convince Leo to swim because it mimicked a Beach Brawl DLC scene.

“Pot, kettle” = a reference to Niles canonically reminiscing about the past in his and Leo’s support. He likely does that in this AU on occasion as well.

Camilla’s SUV has 3 rows of seats because she loves the extra room for bags/extra passenger space.

Some of Camilla and Xander’s interactions and some of Xander’s narration referencing her is also a direct reference to their Supports in Fates also. In this fic, Camilla’s jab at being surprised Xander would ever notice how she felt about Severa because he’s always so busy is more a jab to get him to back off than a pride thing like in canon, but the pride is probably still there too.

Severa lives! She lived because I wanted her too (and because I cannot stand any character death in fics that isn’t like “The Villain Died Forever Ago And Maybe There’s Danger But Everyone Else Is Fine”), but it is a sort of miracle. Camilla did not do proper drowning rescue procedure here. Nobody did. I’m sure you picked up on that from the panic and flashbacks and whatnot. Everyone did their best at handling that rescue, but it wasn’t great. There is too much Panic™ to remain calm, although in real life that’s absolutely what you should try to do in an emergency. Camilla’s one (1) exchange of air is not usually going to save the life of somebody who is really in danger. The only reason it worked is because (a) Severa wasn’t really dead, although she sure looked like it and (b) this is fantasy fiction. Please call emergency services in a situation like this irl or immediately drive to the nearest hospital if there is no cell service and it’s safe to do so.

Xander’s last conversation with Inigo in this fic directly stem from his fear of (a) not being in control and (b) not being strong enough to protect those he cares about.

Originally Elise was going to be the one who figured out Anankos drowned, but somehow while writing it just didn’t work that way, mostly because she ended up stuck by the cars. Whoops. You’re the real hero in my heart, Elise.

CHARACTER NOTES:

Owain’s insecurities stem from his Felicia and Severa supports where Owain reacts very negatively to being called weird. Also from the hc that growing up in modern AU with public school would probably emphasize that insecurity too, since kids can be real bullies. I very much picture him as the “Weird Kid” in class who was in his own little world and other kids whispered about him for it. Which is unfair, because he’s really just having fun :( By middle school/high school, he’s likely learned to tone this down a little, but only after a series of Bad Memories that make him develop a fear that everyone is just barely tolerating him or is making fun of him behind his back. It’s an infrequent insecurity because Owain is pretty good at not really caring what others think, but it’s one that exists all the same. He’s known Niles and Leo for a year or maybe two at this point, but when Leo admits (like in canon) to hating Owain when they first met, it triggers those insecurities again and sets back the progress the three of them had made in working up to a relationship together.

Corrin has a peacemaker type personality in Fates and always wants to believe the best in everyone to the point where they only seem to learn their lesson of “trust but have a backup plan” near the end of the Revelations route. I think I was mostly true to that character of Corrin in my other horror fic Dark Things Grew. And I think I was mostly true to that version of canon here until the part where Corrin and Owain are stuck in the middle of the lake together. (If you think Corrin was 100% what you expected all the way through, yay! But if not: ) Perhaps Corrin is a little more freaked out or snappier than some of you might have expected. However, I am taking some liberties with the fact this is a modern world AU here. In Fates, magic is real. Dragons are real. Ogre monsters that you can summon out of thin air to do your fighting for you (i.e. Faceless) are real. Some things are less likely than others, but there’s a whole realm of magical possibility that doesn’t exist in our reality. So when you find out that the lake your mom used to visit all the time is possessed (huh????) by a demon (?????) whose voice you are hearing in your head (???????) and also who is not a demon but actually your ghost dad (????????) who is trying to kill you and all your friends you guess (????????) but you’re not really sure what’s going on still except for the fact that oh, Ariana, we’re really in it now, aaaahhhhhhhHHHHH—

Well, you, too, would probably be a little upset. Corrin is the same at their core. They’re just allowed to go “Yo, what the heck” now. (I almost had Corrin say the F word in just their narration once and I couldn’t do it :/) They go through a lot of feelings in the climax of this fic, actually, and I hope they felt at least somewhat reasonable reactions to you, the reader, since the situation Corrin finds themselves in is so unprecedented, stressful, and wack.

Also, this is true for all characters! They’ve been mildly adapted into modern counterparts. This means some experiences that shaped them in Awakening/Fates didn’t happen here or were adapted into modern equivalents. (For example, Inigo is a little less able to run face first into battle than in Awakening/Fates bc he didn’t experience the terror and necessity of having to fight the Risen as a young kid. He still grew up shy and is a (self-admitted in Supports) crybaby who tries to hide those facets of himself, however. Hence why he feels the need to put on a brave face after Bad Things Happen. He still feels like he needs to be a pillar of support for people, although he’s a less steady than his more hardened counterpart. Similar extractions can be applied to other characters throughout this fic.

I often write Severa/Camilla as a very doting, established relationship. A lot of the time the conflict in my stories comes from some outside factor—a dragon, a war, magic, etc. I don’t write a lot of interpersonal conflict, and it’s something I thought I should try my hand at least once. Camilla and Severa’s dynamic here specifically draws from Camilla’s habit of keeping her true feelings close to her chest in her supports. In canon with Selena, she very obviously gives noncommittal answers to Selena’s demands that Camilla praise her for being the best. With Xander, Camilla lies by omission—when he guesses her favorite food wrong, she pretends he’s right for the sake of (presumably) not embarrassing him and proving he doesn’t actually know his siblings better than she does. I’m sure there are other incidents where Camilla hides her true feelings too. I’ve always wondered about these events. Emotionally, Camilla is a very interesting character to me. She has a lot of thoughts and feelings, but she seems to keep a lot of them to herself. I wish that was explored more in-game.

Here, I combined Camilla’s natural tendency to keep her true feelings to herself with her canonical childhood loneliness. She canonically felt bereft of maternal love as a child, and that’s why she tries to shower so much on Corrin. In this fic, Camilla is afraid of opening herself up to love from others. She can dole it out because she doesn’t want to deprive anyone (specifically Corrin, who was isolated a lot via Garon) of that same love, but in turn she never wants to actually be vulnerable with anyone. Family gets special privileges, but even her siblings don’t get to see everything. She has romantic feelings for Severa, but she’s afraid of opening herself up to potential hurt and having that love thrown back in her face later. So Camilla does herself the favor of not allowing herself to be vulnerable in the first place. There’s some part of her that really does want to openly love and be loved by Severa, however. So that’s the yo-yo affect Severa is dealing with throughout this fic.

Camilla knows, factually, that Severa likes her too. But she also has this defense mechanism she’s used her whole life. She wants the best of both worlds; she wants to teeter on the edge of romance/intimacy she and Severa both crave while still keeping Severa at arm’s length so she never actually has to face the danger of being potentially vulnerable with Severa and therefore hurt. Which, you know. Is shitty. (Sometimes the people you love can do shitty things. Sometimes you can do shitty things. I think Camilla’s character is more complex, realistic, and interesting here because of it. I hope you think the same.)

And Camilla keeps it up until she realizes losing Severa is still a very real possibility whether or not she admits her feelings. It’s too late to pretend otherwise. She’s already vulnerable to that hurt she wanted to avoid. The shock of that revelation, the fear of losing Severa, and also McFreaking Water Ghost is enough to get her to admit her feelings and change her behavior. It’s not all peaches and cherries from here on out for them, but it’s a start. They’re taking it slow.

Camilla isn’t a villain here, which I say because I worry some people may think I wrote her to be villainous. Sometimes the people you love have baggage. Severa has it too. So does everyone else in this fic and in your actual real life. That’s natural. Sometimes we do shit things because of that baggage. It happens. Does that mean you get an excuse for your actions? Absolutely not. Apologize. Do better. Camilla is trying. They’ll go from here.

I was trying for a lot more nuanced, complex approach to these two this time around rather than the zero interpersonal problems approach. It was new for me too. I hope it payed off.

Anyway, love wins.

A VERY BAD OUTLINE OF THE CABINS THAT I MADE IN PAINT 3D AND A FLOOR PLAN I STOLE FROM GOOGLE IMAGES 2 YEARS AGO:

I am so sorry for the quality of this, lmao

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