#KI IS SO CUTE GOODBYE

[killuaisaprincess]

Wednesday

“Hehe… you should never wear a shirt, stupid Gon…”

Gon smiles softly, humming when Killua presses against his bare chest.

Killua very much acts drunk when he’s a mixture of tired and sick, but it’s okay because it’s adorable.

“I know, princess, but don’t you want my six-pack all to yourself…?”

Killua freezes, like he’s had a sudden realization, and looks up at Gon, pouting.

“Y-You’re right! And you’re never right!”

[wzy3ka]

Random kisses ೀ - N.RK

Bf!Riki x fem!reader w.c- 0.8k

Warnings- none just fluff

You prank Riki by randomly kissing him throughout the day.

You woke up with the feeling emptiness beside you. You kept patting the empty side next to you trying to cuddle your boyfriend.

You groaned as you sat up and rubbed your eyes tiredly. You looked around still trying to look for your boyfriend, but he was still no where to be found.

"Ki" You mumbled trying to summon the man, you groaned once again and got up.

You stepped into the bathroom and began brushing your teeth. While brushing your teeth you scrolled through TikTok.

You came across this video of a girl kissing her boyfriend randomly throughout the day.

You chuckled and stopped.

‘That looks fun’ you thought as you began to think of it. 'Should I do it?' You thought again as you began to rinse your mouth.

You walked back to your room while still thinking about it. 'Imma do it' you thought smirking as you made your way downstairs.

On your way you smelled a delicious smell and you immediately recognised it.

PANCAKES!

You hurried your way down the rest of the stairs and made your way to the kitchen.

You arrived at your destination aka the kitchen and saw your boyfriend flipping the pancakes with airpods in his ear bopping his head to the music he was listening to.

You giggled and made your way to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his back, you felt him getting startled.

"You scared me" He said chuckling,

"Goodmorning" You said still resting your head on his back.

"Morning, okay love I'm gonna need you to move so I don't burn this house down" He said putting his free hand over yours.

You moved away and stood to his side, you stared at his side for a while and pecked his lips.

He looked at you with shockness but turned back to flip the pancakes quick before they burn.

"That was random" He said putting the pancakes on a plate.

"Come on" He said placing the plates on the dinning table.

You strolled over to the dinning table "Thank you" You said and pecked his cheek.

You both sat down and began eating. "What are you doing today?" You asked stuffing pancakes into your mouth.

"Jake hyung wanted us to hangout a little, so I'll probably be there for a few hours and come back so don't miss me much" He teased "Don't worry, I won't" You teased back.

A few hours passed and Riki went out with his friends.

You were sitting on the couch boredly, suddenly your best friend called.

"HANNI!" You yelled as soon as she picked up "Y/N!” She screamed back.

"What are you doing?" She asked "Not doing anything tbh, but I am doing a prank on Riki" You said giggling at the thought of it.

"What prank?" She asked "Well, it's a little cheesy but it's basically kissing your significant other randomly throughout the day" You said fiddling with your fingers

"OH! That's cute, tell me his reaction tomorrow, oh shit I have to go my Mom needs me. Bye bestie" She said as you also said your goodbye.

A few more hours passed and you heard the front door click open.

You shot your head up and saw a cheerful Riki entering.

You ran towards him and embraced him in a tight hug.

"I missed you" You muffled as you snuggled in the crook of his neck.

"I told you don't miss me too much" He said playing with your hair.

You both went to your bedroom and sat on the bed in eachothers embrace.

You looked up at him and randomly kissed him, he was shocked but soon melted into the kiss.

You pulled away and rested your head back on his chest. "What's with you today?" He said patting your head.

"Nothing" You shortly answered.

He then got up to make some ramen for the both of you to snack on.

You decided to follow him to the kitchen to watch him. You went beside him and pecked his neck, he giggled feeling ticklish.

You chuckled and pecked his cheek this time,

"Y/n, you good?" He asked reverting his attention from the ramen to you.

"Yeah, I just miss you" You replied clinging onto his side.

He looked at you weirdly but ignored. Now the both of you were sat on the couch with the bowls of ramen in your hands.

Riki put his bowl on his lap trying to find something to watch while eating.

You took this opportunity to sit on his lap.

You took his bowl from his lap to your hands and sat on his lap with both bowls in both hands.

Riki looked at you with shockness, then chuckled. "Do you need something ?" He asked eyeing you suspiciously.

"No" You replied shortly and handed him his bowl of ramen.

You were now resting your back on his chest still sat on his lap, you looked up at him and kissed his jaw, he looked down at you and smiled softly.

"Now, come here" He said flipping you over and tickling you, he stopped and pecked you all over your face.

And the night went on with many giggles.

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[random-potat]

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pairings: ni-ki x reader ft. danielle of new jeans and mentions of jake

synopsis: sometimes getting hit on the head by a baseball can be something to bond over.

word count: 1063

warnings: mild swearing, poor attempts at humour

a/n: as somebody who has always been hit in the face by a sports ball growing up, hopefully this is a meet cute that can actually happen to me but thats probably still unrealistic lol. anyways here's a short little ni-ki oneshot!! i still dont know how i feel about it but its good enough ε-(ｰдｰ) will most likely be posting my jongseob smau soon so that will be my main focus :)) so oneshots may not be posted as often cause this writer cannot multitask :p

Sitting in class, you continuously check your phone, counting down the time until class ends. 

You feel a nudge on your shoulder, waking you up from your daze. Turning to the person beside you, Danielle whispers to you. “Mr. Hong may be smart and nice, but why does his voice have to be so gentle?” She puts her head down on the desk. "Like, it makes me sooo sleepy.”

"Agreed,” you say as you check your phone again for what seems like the 127th time.

“Why do you keep checking your phone? You got a hot date?” Dani teases.

You roll your eyes and respond, “I wish. More like a date to the dentist. Have to leave as soon as class ends, or else I'll have to wait thirty minutes for the next train.”

"Well, that sucks,"  Dani sighs. "Honestly, knowing you, you may not be able to make it considering how slow you run.”

You slapped her arm. “Hey! So not true. I’m just preserving energy.”

“Mmhm. Sure.”

Five minutes before class ends, you start to pack your things, getting ready to dash outside the classroom.

As the bell rings, you quickly run down the stairs, saying a quick goodbye to Dani as well as Mr. Hong. You couldn’t really care as people gave you odd looks for rushing towards the train station; some people may have thought that you just really needed to take a shit.

On the way to the train station, you have to pass by the sports field. Being completely unaware of your surroundings, you fail to hear someone shout toward you.

“Hey! Heads up!”

All of a sudden, a hard object hits you square on the side of your head, making you lose balance and fall to the ground. 

Aware of your position on the ground, a wave of embarrassment took over. You lay there for a bit, not wanting to make eye contact with the people around you. “Not gonna lie, you would think somebody would come and ask me if I’m alright,” you thought.

As you start to get up from the ground, the sound of footsteps can be heard running towards you.

"Hey, are you okay?” A tired yet deep and husky voice says

You look up from your position, seeing a boy around your age with a baseball mitt around his hand. “Why is this man so freaking tall?”

You watch as he mouths words, but no actual sound is coming out of those plumped, nevertheless sort of chapped lips.

He shakes your shoulder lightly. “Excuse me, are you okay?”

You shake your head, getting out of your daze, although that may have been a mistake, seeing that it made you more dizzy.

The boy reaches his hand out, and you grab them as he hoists you back up.

“I’m so sorry, that was quite a hit; it must’ve hurt,” he starts. “Normally Jake has better aim, and when he doesn't, I can normally catch it,” he says as he scratches the nape of his neck.

“It’s completely fine; it totally doesn’t hurt at all.” You respond nonchalantly. 

“Do you want some ice? I can get someone to get you some," he says as he grabs your hand and pulls you towards the practice field. “Here, just come sit on the bench and I’ll grab you some ice,” he says as he ushers a team member to get some ice.

“No, no, it's okay. I'm good. Kind of running late for something anyway, plus it really doesn't hurt.” You attempt to stand up.

The boy gently pushes you back on the bench. "Look, I'm sure whatever you have to do can wait, cause even if you say it doesn't hurt, the side of your head is definitely saying something else.”

You reach up to where the ball hit you, feeling a swollen bump starting to form. “Fine, you can give me ice, but after that, I'll be on my way to the station.”

He gives you a stern look. “Um, no, we still have to go with the standard precautions. You could have a concussion right now.”

"Look, I'm sure if I had one, I would know.”

“No, you're staying here. Practice ends in fifteen minutes anyway. So stay put.” He hands you a plastic bag of ice that his teammate got.

Being left with no choice, you watch as he runs to the center of the field. Watching as he throws and catches the ball around.

Not really knowing anything about baseball, you plug your earbuds in and slowly close your eyes to rest. “I'm already late at this point; I might as well rest.”

Little did you know, resting your eyes caused a little misunderstanding with the boy that had helped you. As he practiced, he took small glances at you every now and then. Seeing your eyes start to close caused him to immediately think you were about to faint.

Worried that you just became unconscious, the boy was unaware of the baseball that was being thrown towards him.

With history repeating itself, the boy fell face flat to the ground, a swollen bump starting to form on his head.

Waking up from your quick nap, you look beside you to see the same boy holding an ice pack on his head, similar to you.

“What the hell just happened?” You questioned.

“You know it turns out Jake over there really does have bad aim,” he jokes. “Or maybe I was just a teensy bit worried about you.”

“Worried about what?”

He explains, "Well, you closed your eyes; I thought you had fainted.” 

"Well, I didn't.”

He sighs. “Yeah, I can see that now.”

The two of you guys sat there with an awkward silence surrounding you. Feeling a bit better, you decide to grab your things, turning toward the boy beside you.

“You know, I never got your name. It would be nice to know who my hero is.”

“I'm Nishimura Riki, but people just call me Ni-ki. You?”

“I'm YN. Nice to meet you, Ni-ki, and thanks for helping me.”

He smiles, “Anytime.”

As you begin to turn away, a faraway voice can be heard.

“Hey! Heads up!”

You turn around and see Ni-ki in front of you with a baseball in his hand.

He screams towards his teammate, “You know Jake, you really do have shit aim!”

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Could you please write a story about a foreign exchange student, featuring any member of ENHYPEN, who stays at your house and gradually falls in love with you? Personally, I can see this happening with Ni-ki, but feel free to choose whichever member you like! thank you! love <33

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nishimura riki x gn!reader; genre. fluff, strangers to lovers and slight slight angst wc. 1.6k cw. a lot of time skips! i didn’t want to make this too long

riki was sure this was the most awkward meal of his life. his host parents were sweet, trying to make conversation and make the boy feel comfortable. their daughter was nice as well, but riki wasn’t sure why you seemed so weird around him. he knew that his awkwardness when it came to you was because he thought you were pretty. riki had only met your parents online before he came to your country, simply knowing that they had a daughter but not knowing what she looked like. imagine riki’s surprise when he saw your face for the first time.

he had a few crushes back in japan, but he was positive that you were the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life.

later that night, riki was getting ready for bed in the guest bedroom. he felt a bit home sick and sighed as he looked out the window, taking a mental note of the differences in the view. riki sat down on his temporary bed with a slight pout, missing his room already.

“can i come in?” you asked, knocking on riki’s door. the boy jumped up from his bed, his heart racing at the sound of your soft voice. as soon as he opened the door, you stepped back in surprise, nearly forgetting how tall riki was.

“hi. i-i just wanted to make sure that you were doing okay. or if you needed something that my parents might’ve forgotten to give to you.” you spoke up, nervously playing with your hands. riki bit back a smile, finding you to be very adorable.

“no…don’t worry im okay.” riki replied, giving you the most awkward thumbs up. you let out a chuckle before nodding your head. the two of you mumble ‘goodnight’ and you race back to your room. you heart pounded against your chest as you closed your bedroom door, face heating up as you replayed the conversation.

when you had found out who was coming to stay with your family for your school’s exchange student program, you instantly tried to find the boy on social media. when you did you were stunned, noticing how cute he was but also how talented. he posted many dance videos with his friends and older sister and he was really good.

so meeting him in person completely caught you off guard. had he seemed as tall as he was in the pictures? why was he even more gorgeous in real life? you felt silly about your feelings, trying to bury them down and simply be friendly towards the exchange student. he was new to your country and you didn’t want to scare him.

little did you know, riki felt the same way you did.

. . .

halfway through the school year, you and riki became close friends. he had met many people during his stay, a lot of girls and boys desperately wanting to befriend the boy because of how cool and handsome he was. but riki only really cared about hanging around you. you became his best friend— and the girl he secretly had a crush on.

you learned a lot about him and his life in japan as he warmed up to you. he would spend many nights with you under the stars, telling you how much he loves being in japan and how the city life is really fun. he would teach you different words and phrases in japanese and even made you promise to come visit him when he inevitably goes back.

and unfortunately when that dreaded day came, no feelings had been shared. riki had cried all night, similar to the night he first came to your country when he thought that he had made a huge mistake.

his eyes were red as the two of you embraced at the airport and you simply cried against his chest. your parents had already said their goodbyes to the boy and went to find food to give you two privacy.

riki had been a better friend to you than anyone you had ever met in your city, he understood you and never took your friendship for granted. the boy was understanding about your feelings and kept your life filled with laughter and fun—but unfortunately he lived in a completely different country and he wouldn’t be by your side as you went off to college.

“i’ll come visit you…i swear.” you cried, squeezing the boy harder. riki nodded, his hand still on your held as he held the back of it.

“i lo-i’ll um, i’ll miss you. i’ll be waiting for you.” riki mumbled, his words having more meaning than you understood at the time.

“we’ll talk, okay?” you asked, trying to wipe all your tears away once you pulled back. riki smiled, gently wiping the remaining tears from your cheeks before softly poking your nose.

“of course. i’ll see you soon.” he replied, giving your hand one last squeeze before backing away. with a sigh he grabbed his suitcase and gave you one last look before turning around. you began to cry again, attempting to hide your sobs as much as possible. you watched him until he rounded a corner of the airport— and then he was completely out of your sight.

. . .

riki hadn’t left your mind. you stalked his socials at night before bed, updated him on your day and even looked through the many pictures you two took together. a part of you felt upset that you hadn’t made a move on him. there was definitely a spark between you two, you were just too scared.

but as a couple years passed and you finally saved up to take your big trip to japan, you realized that you were tired of being scared. if riki had waited for you like he said he would, you were positive that you weren’t going to let him go this time.

“what are you doing right now?” you asked on the phone once you arrived. you were sitting on your hotel bed and staring out at the tokyo skyline, your stomach knotting with nerves. riki simply thought that you were calling him before you went to class like always, not knowing that you were in japan. you wanted to surprise him, hoping that he’d be happy to see you after so long.

“sitting at my favorite park- the one i told you about a couple years ago. it’s such a pretty night, i wanted to appreciate it and take some pictures. i’ll send them to you.” riki explained and you could practically see the smile on his face.

“enjoy yourself, riki.” you smiled, already typing the address into your phone’s gps. you had remembered the name of the park, wanting to visit ever since riki told you how beautiful it was. finally getting to see it with the boy you were in love with definitely had to be some sort of dream.

you kept pinching yourself on the way there, wondering how you happened to get so lucky with riki. he was the best person to ever walk into you life and it was painful not being able to see him or touch him for so long— you were practically jogging to the park as your desire to see him grew.

once you walked past the entrance, you wandered the place, searching for a tall boy with dark brown hair— different from the blonde style he had when you first met him.

“y/n, what the hell?” a deep voice spoke, causing you to gasp and turn around in surprise. you were met with the boy you were looking for, who seemed to have grown even more since you two last saw each other.

“what are you doing here?” he chuckled when he saw your surprised expression, his wide smile hard to contain. he never expected you to visit him so soon, but when he saw you wandering around his favorite place to get away, his heart began to beat out of his chest and all the feelings he harbored for you came rushing back even stronger.

“i wanted to surprise you.” you whined, your next words getting caught in your throat when riki pulled you into a tight hug.

“i’m still very surprised. and so so happy. i missed you so much, my y/n.” riki mumbled, taking in your scent and realizing that you still used the same perfume. the smell was nostalgic and comforting, it made him feel complete again.

“please don’t ever leave me.” he begged, still hanging onto your body while the two of you rocked back and forth in each others arms.

“i’m going to have to go back to [your country] eventually.” you sighed, burying your head into his hoodie.

“no, please stay with me. i mean it. i love you too much to let you go again. you could move in with me, we could be roommates. we can figure out the details since i know you’re not in school right now.” riki rambled, causing you to abruptly pull away and look at his face. he didn’t want to meet you eyes until you forcibly grabbed his face.

“you’re in love with me?” you asked timidly, the sound of your heartbeat filling your ears.

“definitely. i’m so in love with you that it hurts.” riki replied, dramatically clutching his chest and stumbling backwards. you giggled, feeling like the same lovesick eighteen year old that first met riki.

“i love you too, riki.” you spoke up, a big smile on your face. riki smiled as well before quickly scooping you up into his arms and kissing you. it didn’t last very long considering that the two of you were practically smiling into each others mouths.

“so you’ll consider staying?” riki asked, moving to place a few kisses along your neck and face. you giggled, running your hands through his fluffy hair.

“well when you ask like that…”

[byhees]

meeting you at a fansign.

엔하이픈 ・ female reader + word count 400 genre fluff love-struck non-idol!reader idol au warnings not proof-read — more

a/n. blank

heeseung would not stop staring; first impression, you’re poetically beautiful. would do full-on double takes at your direction— there’s no way someone can be that ethereal. has this absolutely stunning smile on his face, and finds himself initiating the conversation. eye contact. eye contact. would high-five you, then slowly interlace hands…

jay would help calm down your nerves; stumbling over your words? he’d softly reassure you that it’s okay! gentle looks— even as he leans forward a tad to have a better listen at your words. gentle hand holding— even as you’re prompted to move onto the next member, he’d keep your hands interlocked, bidding you goodbye with a little smile…

jake would probably be trying to get little glimpses of you in the audience; maybe it’s the aura you exude? he’s not sure, but it’s so enchanting. would probably say something like, “oh, yn’s a really pretty name”, with the smallest grin. suggests to do a staring contest because it’d indirectly be an excuse to get lost in your eyes…

sunghoon would be a little awkward at first; there’d be a moment of silence, just you two looking at each other in unified awe. he’s starstruck beyond comprehension— what should he say? would start small talk with you, and would get absorbed in the conversation. grins so much. would draw a little (special) heart on his signed page…

sunoo would be so sweet; asks you about your day, if you’ve eaten your meal yet, vice versa. lets you put those little hair accessories, like those fluffy headbands, or cute clips, on for him. tiny, excited claps. gaze lingers on you, even as you shift over to the next member…

jungwon would focus wholly on you; being reminded that your time’s up? he’d simply lean forward in hopes of catching your words better. occasional nods and small smiles. might (subtly) pose more for your camera, might (subtly) glance over at your seating area more, might (subtly) carry, or wear, your gift throughout the rest of the fansign, finding it too precious to let go…

riki would be so so smiley (and giggly). oh, so you’re pretty, with good humour? internally falling head over heels. plays ‘rock, paper, scissors’ with you, whereby the loser grants the winner a wish; if he wins, he might playfully ask for you to “only look at him”, with a pinky raised for a promise. would scour through the crowd for you, and send a quick wave at your direction, a grin playing on his lips…

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[miumura]

( 🤍 ) BLURRY HEARTS — NISHIMURA RIKI FIC

[ DAY NINE ] of the advent calendar !

( 🤍 ) SYNOPSIS . who knew taking a bus ride back home on a cold day could be romantic?

( ｡♡˚ ) PAIRING . classmate!ni-ki x gn!reader

( 🤍 ) GENRE . fluff, classmates 2 lovers

( ｡♡˚ ) WARNINGS . none ? ~~ WORD COUNT 0.8k+ ( 833 )

( 🤍 ) NOTE . HAPPY NIKI DAYYY 🤍🤍 the back 2 back bdays in dec okayyy 😍 LMAO ANYWAYS i love riks sm u dont understand . but yes yk i had to think of a cute kinda cliche fic idea for this !!! hope u enjoyyyy 🤍🤍

"I have to go," Niki declared, catching Sunoo off guard as he put on his hat. Sunoo looked at him with confusion, and his confusion only deepened when Niki suddenly started running away. "Hey! I thought we were gonna—" Sunoo stopped mid-sentence, realizing Niki wouldn't hear him from where he was. Shaking his head, Sunoo continued on his own way home while Niki had places to be.

Rushing to the bus stop, Niki spotted you with reddened hands—apparently, you'd forgotten your gloves. The bus hadn't left yet, providing him with an opportunity to steal a few moments with you. Sneakily standing next to you, he nudged you a little, prompting you to look in his direction. With his head turned away, Niki pulled out a hot pack from his pocket, offering it to you.

"Thank you," you smiled, taking the hot pack from him. He simply nodded, and both of you turned a shade of red, and it wasn't just because of the chilly weather.

A slight awkwardness lingered between you both, but it dissipated as the bus finally arrived. Leading the way, you approached the bus entrance, with Niki following right behind you.

Finding seats on the bus, you and Niki ended up in the same row, side by side. The awkwardness from earlier lingered, but there was an undeniable cuteness to it.

As you settled into your seat, Niki hesitated for a moment before mustering up the courage to speak. "Uh, YN, do you mind if I sit next to you?"

“Oh I don’t mind—here,” quickly removing your bag off the empty seat, a small smile played on your face as you nodded.

He grinned in return, his enthusiasm evident. "Thanks,” Then, with a touch of shyness, he added, "But, uh, can I sit in the window seat?"

Chuckling at the request, you gestured toward the window. "Of course, have it." Rising from his seat, Niki offered a quiet expression of gratitude and slid into the seat, smiling at you as he tapped the empty chair beside him. Responding to the unspoken invitation, you swiftly took your place, feeling a gentle touch between your legs due to the limited space on the seats.

Despite the subtle physical contact, you couldn't help but smile, a hint of red tinting your cheeks at the unexpected closeness.

At one point, you noticed a familiar tune playing softly on Niki’s phone. It happened to be a song you both liked, and without a word, Niki pulled out his earphones and handed you one side, sharing the music.

You glanced at him with a playful smile, placing it into the left side of your ear. "Oh, you like this song too?"

Niki chuckled. "Yeah, it's a good one. Thought we could listen to it together as we wait for our stop.”

“That sounds nice,” and you two continued to listen along. With such similar music tastes, you two just had to exchange phone numbers so that you can send song recommendations anytime. You two were getting closer than you thought.

But as the bus neared Niki's stop, he reluctantly pulled the earphone out, giving you a warm smile. "I have to get off here. It was really nice sharing this with you."

"Goodbye—oh, hold on." As Niki rose to leave, the realization dawned on you that you still had his hot pack. Getting up from your seat quickly, you retrieved it from your pocket, you offered, "Here—"

"No, you can keep it," Niki declined, gently placing your hand, hot pack and all, back into your pocket. "I've got an extra—that one was just for you," he smiled, knowingly bending the truth, knowing that was his only hot pack. But, perhaps, he hopes you'd think of him later because of this gesture.

You returned the smile. "Thank you. Will I see you tomorrow?"

"You bet."

With a friendly goodbye, Niki exited the bus, leaving you in the now vacated window seat. Seizing the opportunity, you moved to the window seat, looking out at the passing scenery. The atmosphere inside the bus felt a bit different without him, but you welcomed the solitude.

As the bus moved along, you noticed a slight fog forming on the window. Absentmindedly, you drew a smiley face on the glass, only to realize there was already a message etched there. Through the mist, you saw something: “me + you = date?”

Right next to the message, there were blurry hearts, already slightly erased due to the fog. Since when did he have the time to write such a sweet confession in the most unique way possible? Were you that focused into the conversation with him that you didn’t bother looking around your surroundings?

Either way, your heart skipped a beat as you read the unexpected message. Blushing, you couldn't help but smile, feeling a warmth that lingered even after the fog on the window had cleared.

With a smile, you took out your phone, contemplating what to text Niki. It wasn't going to be just another song recommendation; you had something else in mind.

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[glitterjay]

This is kinda like a funny silly request but maybe y/n pranking enhypen like she pranks them with like slamming the car door (sorry if that’s confusing I think there is tik toks that can give you a better visual 😭)

⭒ fluff, ot7

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heeseung had invited you to a party and even offered to give you a ride on his car. once you reached the destination, he got out first, saying he'd open the door for you. it was your perfect chance to get out on your own as he circled the back of the car, and slam the door with force. he stood there perplexed as you tried to contain a straight face, but gave up when he stayed frozen in place. heeseung tried to scold you for "damaging" his car, but eventually started laughing with you, admitting you caught him this once.

jay was taking you on a peaceful car ride around town, carpooling and having a lot of fun in general. it took him by surprise when you slammed the door as you were getting off the car when he pulled over at the park. he got off quickly, looking for signs of discomfort in your eyes, but was greeted instead with a mischievous laugh. he caught on to it being a prank quite fast, and only laughed to himself finding your humor adorable.

you and jake were on your way to an amusement park that had opened in the city. you two were quite excited so he didn't take it bad when you got out of the car and slammed the door. to be completely honest, you had forgotten about the prank, slamming the door being your genuine reaction due to the rush of adrenaline you felt at that moment.

sunghoon had offered you both ate at a restaurant on this occasion, just for the fun of it. he was indeed startled when you slammed the door of his car as you got off, but he had seen a few videos like this on the internet, so he didn't take it at heart. he knew he was right the moment you looked back at him giggling, making him laugh back with you. he appreciated the moment of joy you brought to his life, even if the pranks "damaged" his car.

sunoo gasped in surprised when you slammed the door of his car when he dropped you off back home. he got out of the car and followed you, worried he might've done or said something that upset you. you tried to keep your facade up but gave up when you saw how genuinely worried he was, reassuring it was a prank and apologizing for scaring him.

jungwon would be quite startled as well when you slammed the door without saying anything. you tried to stay mysterious about it, but the confusing looks he gave you were quite funny, making you giggle. he caught on to this whole thing being a prank, only shaking his head and laughing to himself finding you cute.

ni-ki had gotten a car not very long ago, and it was basically his eyes. to celebrate such achievement, he invited you to take a stroll with him around town. once it was time to drop you off at your house, you bid your goodbye to him and slammed the door a little too hard on purpose. ni-ki was caught off guard by the behavior, quickly rolling down the windows to ask what was wrong. he had a shocked face when you told him it was a prank, laughing more when he started scolding you for messing with his new car. he was definitely getting back at you one day.

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[criminally-chill]

Snowboarding

Pairing: Emily Prentiss x reader

Category: Fluff

AN: Reader is a Olympic snowboarder

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The sun was shining high over the mountain, the snow sparkling under its light as you stood beside Emily, who was eyeing her snowboard with a skeptical look.

“Alright, Mrs. Prentiss,” you said, leaning on your own board with a grin. “Ready for your Olympic debut?”

She shot you a dry look, crossing her arms. “Oh, I’m ready, alright—ready to watch you eat your words when I end up face-first in the snow.”

You laughed, giving her a playful nudge. “Come on, I’m a world champion and an Olympian! You’re practically getting a free masterclass.”

Emily rolled her eyes. “You are so humble, you know that?”

“Hey,” you shrugged, “I’m just saying most people would kill for lessons from me.” You gave her a cheeky wink. “So… think you can handle it?”

“I guess I have no choice,” she replied, her lips twitching in a smirk.

“Atta girl.” You moved closer, showing her how to position her feet and shift her weight. “Just trust me, relax, and don’t overthink it. And if you fall, I’m right here to catch you.”

“Oh, how reassuring,” she deadpanned, clearly not convinced. But as she slowly let herself slide forward, you could see a spark of determination in her eyes. She actually managed to glide a few feet before she wobbled, her arms flailing as she tried to keep her balance.

“Look at you, Em!” you called out, cheering. “You’re practically a pro!”

She shot you a look, half-amused and half-terrified. “Please don’t jinx it!”

But before you could respond, her focus slipped. She tried to recover, but her momentum got the best of her, and she reached out instinctively, grabbing your arm for balance. You barely had time to react before her weight pulled you forward, and you both tumbled down into the snow in a heap, laughing breathlessly.

“Oops,” she said, chuckling as she brushed snow off her jacket. “Guess I’m not exactly pro material yet.”

You shook your head, still laughing. “I dunno, that was a solid 7 out of 10. Maybe even an 8 for creativity.”

“Oh, I’m so honored,” she replied, giving you a playful nudge. “But next time, I’m taking you down with me on purpose.”

“Oh, yeah?” you teased, raising an eyebrow. “Pretty bold, coming from my newest protégé.”

She rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of pride behind her smile. “Yeah, yeah. Just don’t get used to me falling all over you.”

Before either of you could say more, a small group of teens zipped by, one of them doing a double-take as they slowed to a stop.

“Oh my god,” one of them said, grinning. “Are you Y/N? The snowboarder?”

Caught slightly off-guard, you gave them a friendly smile. “That’s me. Enjoying the slopes?”

“Yeah, totally!” one of them said, eyes wide with excitement. “Can we, uh, maybe get a picture? It’s not every day you run into an Olympian!”

You glanced over at Emily with a playful shrug. “See? Just another day in the life of a snowboarding legend.”

Emily chuckled, rolling her eyes as she watched you pose for a few photos, chatting with the teens as they beamed with excitement. Once they’d said their goodbyes, you turned back to Emily, who was watching you with arms crossed, an eyebrow raised.

“Oh, don’t look at me like that,” you said, grinning.

“Like what?” she replied, smirking. “I think it’s cute you’ve got fans, Ms. Snowboarding Superstar.”

“Hey, just because I’m a big deal…” you teased, leaning in to nudge her shoulder, “doesn’t mean I’m any less devoted to my favorite student.”

She snorted. “Uh-huh. Right.”

“Come on, Em,” you laughed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “Just admit it—you’re impressed.”

She shook her head, but there was a warm smile on her face. “Alright, maybe just a little.”

“Atta girl,” you murmured, pulling her close as you both stood there for a moment, savoring the quiet beauty of the mountain. The world around you seemed to fade, and you brushed a few snowflakes off her shoulder, leaning in close.

“Hey,” you whispered, grinning, “you know, I’m kinda liking this view.”

She rolled her eyes, but her cheeks flushed as she leaned into you, lifting her face to meet your gaze. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“Yeah,” you murmured, leaning in to kiss her softly, your lips meeting hers as the cold melted away, replaced by the warmth of her touch and her soft laugh against your mouth.

After a few more practice runs, and a few more tumbles, you both eventually called it a day and headed back down the mountain. The cold air nipped at your cheeks, and you could already feel the ache from laughing, but as you pulled off your boots, you knew there was only one thing missing to cap off the day.

Once home, you both kicked off your snow gear, cheeks still pink from the cold and the lingering laughter of the day. Emily stretched, wincing playfully as she rubbed at her legs.

“Wow, you really didn’t take it easy on me today,” she teased, giving you a side-eye. “Not exactly gentle teacher vibes.”

You laughed, reaching out to rub her shoulder. “Hey, I made sure you didn’t fall too hard. Besides, you did amazing out there, Em. I might just have a new training partner.”

“Oh, please,” she said, rolling her eyes, but her smile was soft. “As long as you’re prepared to be a little more patient next time.”

You chuckled, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “Deal. Now, how about we warm up with some hot chocolate? We definitely earned it today.”

She sighed contentedly, sinking into the couch as you went into the kitchen. Within minutes, you had two steaming mugs of cocoa, topped with a generous pile of whipped cream and dusted with cinnamon. You handed one to her, and she took it with a grateful smile.

Settling beside her, you wrapped an arm around her shoulders as you both sipped, the warmth of the drink seeping through you, mixing with the cozy quiet of the room.

“You know,” Emily said, glancing over at you, “I think I actually had a little fun out there. Even with the bruises.”

You chuckled, nudging her gently. “Admit it—you loved it. And you weren’t half bad, either.”

She smirked, leaning her head against your shoulder. “Only because I had the best—albeit cockiest—teacher.”

“Can’t argue with that,” you replied with a grin, taking another sip of your hot chocolate.

The evening drifted into a comfortable silence as you sat together, the memories of the day warming you as much as the hot chocolate. You squeezed her shoulder, pressing a kiss to her hair as she closed her eyes, a content smile on her face.

“Thanks for today,” she murmured softly.

“Anytime,” you whispered back, holding her close, savoring the peaceful moment as the snow continued to fall quietly outside, your own little sanctuary together.

[osamucide]

bitch

we do things a different way, it's up to you and it's up to me, i'm your bitch, you're my bitch . . . !

NSFW CONTENT - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

wc: 3k

cw: dom!atsushi, gn!afab!+ada!reader, dazai being an asshole, established relationship, teasing, nicknames (darling, pretty, bitch), use of cunt/clit/hole/cock/dick, begging, fingering, penetration, unprotected sex, rough sex, choking, orgasm denial, praise, creampie, cum eating, questionable confessions upon climaxing? FILTH FILTH FILTH

reid: my dazai shrine is more of a dazai and atsushi shrine at this point…oops anyway ENJOY hahaha

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For as much affection as Atsushi holds for his mentor, the bandaged man is also the bane of his existence.

It's apparent in situations like this - ones where Dazai has once again made some sort of good-natured poke at your relationship with Atsushi, and the white-haired boy can't help but cross his arms and try to stay stone-faced while he blushes. The worst part is you always giggle along with his elder.

Not that Atsushi’s particularly embarrassed when it comes to discussing your relationship with your coworkers. Rather, what bothers him is the way Dazai and the others have ran with the narrative that Atsushi’s your loyal cat, you have him under your thumb, you wear the pants, blah, blah, blah.

He blames himself, partially. He let them go so far with the jokes and the teasing and his gentle, docile nature toward others. Everyone seems to assume now that it’s all true. Atsushi just doesn’t know how to dispel these conceptions, no, misconceptions that he alone is your pet, your baby, that he’s submissive to you somehow, without being vulgar or crude.

Because you both know that’s not always true.

But it’s no one else’s business, really. Sure, he brings you your coffee just how you like it every morning, and sure, your first instinct after stressful missions and assignments is to fold him into a hug and let him collect himself in your arms. Sure, you take good care of him and he likes to give that appreciation back. Sure, he picks up your extra paperwork when you’re just too tired.

But today, when Dazai looks up from stirring his coffee to coo and remark, “It’s just so cute that Atsushi’s your little bitch,” it stirs something in your weretiger that he doesn’t find appropriate to express at the table in the café, surrounded by his colleagues.

So he sits there and takes it like he always does. Sure, you never give into prodding at him quite like Dazai encourages you to, but you don’t deny it. You still laugh. Even while you’re pink in the cheeks too, you nudge your lover under the table and will him to play along.

And he does, for the most part. He sends you sheepish smiles while he taps his foot, tries to wipe the flush from his face, even laughs along to mask his irritation.

Until he can get you home and prove them wrong to the only person that really matters - you.

“God, my head’s starting to hurt so bad. Think I looked at the computer for too long today,” Atsushi says a little shakily. It’s true that it was an office-heavy day; whether or not his comment is a cop-out is lost on you.

You turn to him. “I’ll get you some water from the bar and we can head home, sound good? I’m actually pretty tired, too.”

The smile he flashes you is pure as can be. “I would love that, my darling.”

Dazai glances between the both of you as you usher Atsushi out of the booth. Your superior turns to strike up a conversation with Kunikida about how, yeah, his head hurts too! Why do you give us so much work, Ku-ni-ki-da-kun?

The sweet barista slides you a cup of water; you thank her and wave goodbye to your coworkers as the bell above the door sings your departure.

Atsushi tangles his free hand with yours as he sips his water intently. You swing your arms a bit along the slight breeze. “Good thing I just picked up some more tylenol. I knew we were running lo-”

“Dazai annoys the shit out of me sometimes,” your lover interrupts you. You blink a few times. It’s rare for Atsushi to be so forward with such a sentiment. Unless he’s really pissed. Or, unless-

“Yeah, he can be a little much with the teasing,” you agree, looking ahead. “If it’s uncomfortable, Atsu, I’ll tell him to tone it down, and I’m sure he would. He’s a dick, but he’s not that much of a dick.”

“No, it’s not that it’s…” He swallows, withdrawing a bit. “Uncomfortable, I just… don’t understand what’s with the, uh… you know.”

You quirk your head toward him. “The…?”

He groans a little. “The way they all assume I’m your bitch.”

You pause for a moment.

Then, you chuckle a bit. “Oh, that’s what it’s about.”

Atsushi whips his head to glare at you wide-eyed.

“Yeah, it is.”

You’re silent the rest of your walk. You’re silent as you jiggle your key in the lock to your dorm. You’re certainly aware that Atsushi can be dominant when he wants to. He knows you’re aware of this.

“Well,” you muse innocently as you rummage around in one of your kitchen cabinets as he shuts the door abruptly and pulls his shoes off, “I don’t exactly know how to tell them otherwise, Atsu. You wanna tell ‘em what we get up to?” You shake a couple pills into his hand - whether or not the headache was genuine is still beyond you until he backs you toward the counter, slams his meds and empty cup beneath his palms, and cages you into a feverish kiss.

No headache, you conclude. You lock your arms around his neck and smile into him.

There’s nothing humorous, however, in the way he scoops you up by your ass - you yelp because you’re always caught off guard by his effortless strength - and carries you until he can drop you on your back onto your futon.

Atsushi’s warm lips don’t leave yours for a second as he wedges a knee between your legs and presses into you hard without hesitation. Your gasp lets his tongue behind your teeth. Your eyes slip open as his hands work in the space between your hips and your shoulders and you realize he’s serious. He wants them to know the truth.

“Everyone thinks you’ve got me whipped. And they’re right,” Atsushi’s nearly growling into your mouth as he makes quick work of your tie and button up. “But sometimes it seems like you forget-” He captures your bottom lip between his teeth before pulling back to stare down at you. “-you’re just as needy for me.”

With that, he starts down your neck.

The kisses he presses there are more of bites - he laps at them, soothing each blooming red patch with his hot tongue. You grab at his hair.

“Gonna let me remind you of that, huh?” His fingers are undoing your belt, and he’s leaning back to look down at you.

Of course, you look gorgeous, nodding obediently as your hands fall back on either side of your head. Atsushi works you out of your pants. Already breathless, you reach for his clothes, too. You really could undo him with the simplest of touches, the softest of looks; he was determined, however, to live up to his words. He was going to remind you.

You barely get his shirt all the way unbuttoned before he’s circling your cunt with two fingers.

You gasp once more.

“So wet.” It’s an observation he makes almost every time; it makes you go red no less.

It’s really a sight, your weretiger so fiery and assertive. You understand why people tend to take him for a softie; they don’t know him like you do, though, and the thought makes you grin as he works you open on his hand. Your hands fly to your mouth as he sucks his bottom lip between his teeth and looks down at you wildly.

Atsushi’s so pretty with his hair mussed and his abs flexing in anticipation. His fingers sink into you with fervor.

“Atsu,” you croon out as he curls inside you. “Oh, fuck.”

He’s concentrated as he yanks his pants down and off with one hand and stretches you out with the other. His multitasking comes to a halt as his cock hits his stomach - you’re empty again, his fingers leaving you with a pop!

He lets you lean up to push his shirt off his shoulders, but the second you reach for him, he smacks your hands away.

“Nuh-uh. Gonna do it my way,” he tells you, grabbing you by the hips to pull you up and flush against his pelvis - with this, your back hits the futon again, and you’re breathless once more from his manhandling. His eyes are dark, dual-tone sinking like a sunset as he stares down your body like you’re a god.

Your knees have bent on instinct - Atsushi takes one of your ankles and hooks it over his shoulder before pressing his tip against your waiting hole.

You must make a face, because he grins wickedly.

“Already got your eyes rollin’ back and I’m not even in you yet.” It’s his turn to laugh, and his laugh is meant to mock you. Mock your laughing from earlier. Mock Dazai. Mock everyone who thinks you don’t completely belong to him.

He pushes his silver bangs back and grinds his cock against you.

Your hips roll. You can’t help it - there’s a sheen of sweat on Atsushi’s forehead already, and he’s rolling his bottom lip between his teeth again. He looks like an angel. Your other leg wraps around his waist in attempt to pull him closer, to get him inside you, but he just holds you by one thigh, one hip, and keeps grinding into your clit torturously.

“You want it, pretty?”

You nod furiously - he won’t not give it to you. He can’t hold himself back when it comes to you, you’re sure.

“Better say please.”

“Please,” you keen. “Want you to fuck me, please.”

He keeps grinding. He keeps looking down at you. He grips you harder.

“A- Atsu,” you continue. “Please. Please, please, please.”

But he just keeps looking at you.

“I want it, please,” you keep going, keep drawing milky noises from between you both in your pathetic attempt at friction, unsure of what he’s looking for.

Your weretiger’s jaw sets.

Among your frantic humping, you let everything you can think tumble out.

“Please, fuck me, Atsu! Claim me, please. ‘M yours, I’m all yours, I want it, I want it, just fuck me like you own me, please-“

That’s what he’s looking for.

It’s all he needs to plunge into you. He sets a brutal pace and you arch, your whining, moaning, and sobbing underscoring the rhythmic smack, smack, smack! of his hips against yours.

And he fucks you like this for what feels like forever.

Atsushi’s hands alternate between your waist, your nipples, your neck, your ass, your single calf and other hip, your clit, over the next twenty? thirty? minutes. It’s hard to tell how long he drills into you - after the first time he pulls his hand off your twitching clit to put your orgasm off further, time is far beyond your grasp.

He denies you thrice more, laughing through his groans. He’s looking at you in the most condescending way possible through the haze of utter love he feels for you all the time - especially right now - hoping he’s made his point as he tells you no, not yet, so good for me, gotta make sure you know whose you are, one more for me, you’ll cum when I tell you to, pretty.

Something about today must’ve really gotten to him - it’s undoubtedly the longest his patience has spread through his words and commands, some new, some old, some making you clench around him like a virgin.

“You’re cock drunk-” Atsushi pulls a hand off the calf next to his face and licks his fingertips before reaching down to play with you once more. “-every- hah- every time I’m in you. You love this dick.”

“Ah- ah- ah- ‘tsu!” You’re incoherent against his pace - you’re giving him everything you can, really. He’s relentless right now. “Y- yes!”

“That’s fuckin’ right. Hah-” He rubs you hard and fast while he impales you on him. ‘“Wanna hear you say it.”

There’s a tinge of a whine in his command - a tinge that, if he wasn’t fucking you out of your skin right now, would’ve made you smirk. His insistence that he can take control and keep it would’ve usually made you snicker, but right now Atsushi has one hand driving you steadily toward heaven, the other gripping your neck, and his two-toned eyes are burning almost completely violet beneath his creased brow as he awaits your response. All you can give him is strangled breath.

“Nngh- huh- ah!”

It’s like a switch flips for a moment. He circles his hips, trying to let you catch a break to speak, but his grinding against that one spot inside you coupled with his fingers on your pulse in two places barely gives you the chance - you claw into his biceps as he slows to a brief stop. Neither of you know if the whimper you let out is one of relief for a lull or pain at the loss of his thrusts.

You can tell he’s biting at the inside of his cheek before he slides his hand up to your jaw and hunches forward to kiss you fully and sweetly on the lips. The look in his eyes as he pulls back is chaste compared to how he’s still throbbing inside you.

“You okay, pretty?” He traces the shell of your ear with his finger. The flecks of green in his gaze sparkle momentarily. There’s the Atsushi everyone knows and loves.

You let out a final huff and squeeze his arms reassuringly before you answer. “More than okay. Just winded.”

The smile he sends you is alight with nothing but adoration.

Atsushi kisses you again, this time on the forehead where he mumbles a quiet good, and strokes your face. He shifts himself around a little, giving you a second while you mutter about how good he feels, how he should please keep fucking you, how much you want him to make you cum.

When he pulls himself upright again, the flecks of green are lost in the violet once more.

“Now that you got your voice back-“ His fingers still ghost across your cheek, teasing gently toward your lips. He lets out a single sigh, too. “-I said I wanna hear you say it.”

“Fuck it out of me,” you challenge.

Atsushi draws his lips together, shakes his head, and picks back up where he left off, angling as deep as he can reach. He’s entranced by the way your cunt swallows him, soaks him - your words ring in his head as he thumbs at your clit again.

“Say it,” he snarls.

You’re rocking madly against his hand and his cock - you’re close again, he can tell from the way you’re babbling anything but what he’s asking you to, if not from the way you rake your nails down his arms.

“I’ll let you cum when you say it.” Atsushi shakes your leg off his shoulder to push it back against you, along with your other one. “Need you to say it.”

“Love you, Atsu-“ you tease him. “Love you, fuck!”

“Say it!” He cries your name and doubles over, his elbow landing on one side of your head as he pounds you impossibly harder. “Say it, say it, say it, say it, please.”

Finally, you’re able to muster up that smirk. He can’t see it - his face is buried in your neck; he’s watching the way you ripple beneath the tight back-and-forth swipes across your clit.

You’re shaking - you want to hold off for as long as you can, get back at him for denying you so many times, but the feeling is too all-encompassing from the way Atsushi reaches your guts and abuses your clit and breathes into your shoulder that you have to - plus, he asked so nicely! You just have to let him get what he wants.

“I love this dick, Atsu,” you sob. “L- love this dick. Would die for this dick- ngh- Wanna- ah! Ah!”

“Fuck, th- thank you.”

Silver hair falls over your eyes. Atsushi’s hips stutter in time with yours.

A white-hot shimmer rolls over you as your weretiger pushes you over the edge - you thank him back, you tell him you love him, you curl your legs around his hips and swear you go blind for a moment as he fucks his cum into you, wet, warm, squelching.

“Fuck-“ Atsushi’s cursing between your name, “Fuck, you feel so good. So good for me. Fuck! Love you, love you, I love you-“

You feel a few tears in the crook of your neck - you know he was just as desperate as you - and Atsushi doesn’t stop moving until you’re glazed over and squirming numbly, kicking at him with what minimal strength you have left, pulling his face toward yours for a kiss.

His vigor is spent - his other arm supports him as you cup his face, tuck his single long strand of hair behind his ear, and press your panting mouth to his.

The kiss is long and sweet. Atsushi twitches inside you; you feel slick dripping down the curve of your ass toward your sheets, but can’t find it in you to care. You just kiss your man, gently, softly, breathlessly.

Atsushi finally pulls back, sits up on his knees. He dips two fingers in the mixture of cum leaking out of you and licks them clean.

He leans down to kiss you one more time; you taste both of you on his tongue. “Hope you know you’re my bitch just as much as I am yours.”

In all actuality, you scarcely need reminding, but you’ll happily crumble beneath him every time he asks because you love seeing him in the way he was minutes ago - sweaty, disheveled, knuckles white, jaw slack as he pumps you full of his cum and tells you you’re so good for him, you make him feel so good. It’s worth it to know he feels loved and cared for; it’s worth it to know he feels like he can give that back to you.

Even after all that, he’s still grinning wickedly.

Yeah, you’re going another round. Maybe this time you’ll really show him who he belongs to.

[killuaisaprincess]

[ruerecs]

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[dangowon]

title » boyfriend hcs !

pairing » nishimura riki x gn!reader

requested? » no

genre » fluff

word count » 0.8k

a/n » first post <3 ni-ki has been bias wrecking me so much lately (when is he not tbh) so i thought i'd make this ! there might be grammar issues or typos since i did write this at like 1 am, so i apologise.

✧ well.. you sure are in for a ride if you're dating this boy.

✧ he quite literally lives to tease you. due to his immense height, he likes to purposefully keep things out of your reach just so that you'll ask him for help. he'll pretend to lean in to kiss you and then move away at the last second, proceeding to laugh at your annoyed face and calling you cute.

✧ when you've been too busy to give him attention, he'll whine like giant toddler and pester you until you finally kiss him. he'll do this even more if you've been neglecting him in favour of someone else, even if it's just someone you partnered up with for a school project.

✧ as much of a headache (affectionate) he can be sometimes, he's also the cutest boyfriend ever.

✧ one of his main love languages is definitely physical touch, and although he can be shy about it at first, once he gets comfortable with you, he will never stop clinging onto you.

✧ he gives you cheek kisses all the time; when he's greeting you, when he's saying goodbye, and even sometimes randomly during a conversation. he just can't help himself, "you're too kissable," is what he says as an excuse.

✧ he could never live without cuddling you honestly. sometimes he invites you over to the dorm or comes over to your place just to nap in each other's arms. he pretends like he's disgusted at the idea of being the little spoon but once you do it, he's obsessed. he definitely doesn't mind being the big spoon, though.

✧ back hugs are his favourite type of hugs. he'll do it when you're distracted to surprise you, when you're in the middle of a conversation with someone else, when you're cooking, whenever you're standing in general honestly.

✧ when he hugs you from behind, he'll place his head on your shoulder and he fully expects you to play with his hair or turn to the side and kiss him, no matter what you're doing.

✧ you wearing his clothes is a one-way ticket to see him being all mushy and lovesick. he tries to act like it doesn't affect him when you wear his hoodies, but you just look so adorable in it even though you're practically drowning in the fabric that he can't help but smile in a lovestruck daze.

✧ his other love language is quality time. he loves going out with you; to places you've never been to before and even to places that might seem mundane to other people. you want to go on a walk? he'll come with you. you need to go buy something? he'll go too. you need to study? suddenly he's a hardworking student who needs to study as well.

✧ he loves to spend time with you, no matter what you're doing. your presence is so comforting to him and if he can't go with you somewhere (in which case he'll be sulky), he'll text you while you're away.

✧ it might seem overbearing in retrospect but he really just loves it when you're around him. he understands that sometimes you need space and he respects that, he needs space sometimes too, but most of the time you'll find him clinging onto you.

✧ for your first anniversary, as much as he wanted to give you flowers, he quickly scratched that idea because he wanted something that you could keep forever, and that was when the perfect idea hit him: lego flowers !

✧ it would probably take him a while to finish building the set, but once he's done he would be so proud of himself and would present them to you with his cute little boxy smile. 100% would combust if you kept them on your desk or on your bedside table.

✧ arcade dates with him are so cute. he insists on winning you prizes and gets you so many plushies from the crane games that you're not even sure you'll have enough space in your room for them all.

✧ he adores street food and he adores you as well, so obviously street food dates with him are a no-brainer. he even blows on your food before feeding it to you himself so that you don't burn your tongue.

✧ matching keychains with him ! he doesn't really like over-the-top couple items, but matching keychains are a cute and simple way to show off your relationship while also being discreet.

✧ he wants you to be there when he practises dancing, mostly because he wants to show off and look cool in front of you, but it's also because whenever you're there, he finds himself performing better — just for you.

✧ ni-ki is young, and he's most definitely not sure what awaits him in his future, but if there's one thing he's sure about, then it would be that he hopes you'll be there with him even as you both grow older, with you in his arms just like always.

[belovedhoon]

lie with you

divider credit: @cafekitsune

paring: ni-ki x f! reader genre: angst fandom: enhypen wc: 2300+ contains: sad topics, angst, heartbreak, no happy ending, fic is in riki's pov in collaboration with @st1llm0nster read her fic here taglist: @hmusunoo , @lonelybutterflytae

synopsis: riki is in love with y/n, but he knows she’s not his to keep. their relationship was doomed to end from the beginning. but for now they can pretend that they’re meant to be. they know it won’t last but they can lie until their end.

fic under the cut >>>>>>

Every time Y/N looks at Riki like he hung the stars, he can feel a piece of his heart break. It tears him apart because he knows it’s only just for now…they were never meant to last after all. It’s hard for him to pretend that everything is okay when he knows what’s gonna happen, but he loves Y/N too much to say goodbye. He hates that he knows he will be lonely after this is all said and done. For now, they’ll enjoy making memories, because soon enough all it will be is just that…memories.

“Y/N, are you almost ready?” Riki asked, knocking on her door before opening it and freezing. ‘Wow, she looks stunning…” Riki thought to himself as he looked at his girlfriend. Y/N was dressed in a pink and white floral dress and Riki thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on. “Riki! Why are you staring at me like that…” Y/N whined out, flustered by his intense gaze. Riki broke out of his reverie and smiled softly at her, running his hands through his hair.

“You look beautiful Y/N…” Riki said softly, his voice deep. Riki’s smile deepened as he noticed Y/N’s face redden in a blush. Riki watched as Y/N shook her head, a cute smile on her face. He was so hopelessly in love with Y/N, it hurt. He tried so hard not to get too attached because he knew that it was only going to hurt him when she finally left him, but he couldn’t help but fall more in love with her every time he saw her.

“Riki…? Are you okay?” Riki heard Y/N say to him, her tone concerned. Riki broke out of his thoughts and gave her a small smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes and nodded. Y/N gave Riki a knowing look but didn’t say anything more, she knew after all what he was feeling and why…

Riki and Y/N arrived at the restaurant shortly after 6:30 pm. This was Y/N’s favorite place to eat, which is why Riki had chosen it. Although he knew it was pointless and ridiculous to even think about, he thought maybe if could indirectly show Y/N why she should stay, she would…if not for the town she grew up in but for him. He knew that wasn’t realistic but he couldn’t help but hope that she would. He loved Y/N too much to say this to her, he wouldn’t…no he couldn’t hold her back from leaving, it would be selfish of him to do so. He knew he was going to be left lonely, there was only so much pretending he could do, but he did it for her sake.

Riki knew Y/N could tell he was upset, how could she not know? He really was trying his best to not show how sad he was, but it was hard not to be depressed when he knew that everything he had with her was ending so soon, right before their very eyes. Y/N was doing a way better job at pretending everything was normal than he was and Riki couldn’t help but wonder why and how she was okay with the fact everything was about to end right before them. They were going to have to talk about Y/N leaving soon, and Riki really didn’t want to have to be the one to bring it up and ruin their date, but it was necessary.

“Y/N…” Riki started to say. Y/N looked at Riki and noticed his solemn voice. He could already tell she knew what he was about to say. She just stared at him, an unreadable expression on her face. Riki swallowed thickly, not knowing how to say what he was about to say. He could feel her eyes on him as he struggled to say what he was scared to talk about. He didn’t know how she would react, the last time he attempted to bring this topic up, Y/N pretty much shut it down with a soft but firm “Let’s not talk about this right now and just enjoy ourselves.”

“Y/n…I-I don’t know how to bring this up without ruining the mood, but we need to talk about you leaving for Korea in a week…” Riki whispered, his heart breaking a little more at the mention of Y/N leaving. Yeah, he thought about it constantly, but saying it out loud made it sink in that she was leaving him and he would be left lonely. He felt selfish even looking at it from that perspective but he couldn’t help it.

Y/N sighed at the words that Riki had just spoken. She had to of known this was coming soon, she was after all leaving in just one week. Did she just expect Riki not to say anything at all? To just go along with everything as if it was normal that they were most likely never going to see each other again. Was he supposed to just act happy until the day he sent her off at the airport?

“Riki…there’s nothing to talk about. You know I have to leave, there’s nothing we can do, you know this.” Y/N said softly to him. Riki’s face dropped at that statement. Of course, he knew that… It doesn’t mean it made it any easier for him. He was trying his very best not to burst right now with unbridled emotion, he really didn’t want to show how hurt he was feeling. If Y/N could be so seemingly unbothered, why couldn’t he?

Riki nodded at her words, he didn’t want to argue with her, that would make the whole thing worse for the both of them. He supposes he should just suppress how he’s feeling and keep continuing to pretend he’s fine, Y/N is doing that so he should too right? Riki honestly felt like he was the one who was most distraught over this shitty situation, either that or Y/N was really good at acting and pretending she was okay with everything happening. Riki was having a hard time sleeping at night because he just couldn’t stomach that the love of his life was about to be gone for most likely ever.

Today quite possibly had to be the worst day of Riki’s life…why? Well because today was the day that Y/N was leaving, like actually leaving. Today Riki had to say goodbye to the love of his life and he didn’t know how he was going to react once he said goodbye at the airport. Riki lay in bed longer, his body feeling numb. He couldn’t even sleep the night before, every time he tried to fall asleep he couldn’t help but picture different scenarios of Y/N leaving at the airport and him either stopping her or her deciding to stay for him, but then realization would hit and he’d be brought back to the reality that this was inevitable you would be leaving and there would be no stopping it, there would be no happy ending. Oh, how cruel fate is to rip Riki’s whole heart and soul away from him.

As soon as Riki sat up from his bed and stood up to go get ready, he almost fell over from how dizzy he was, his head pounding. He felt sick to his stomach the whole time he was doing his morning routine, his body moving sluggishly. He finally was able to force himself to finish getting ready. He sat on his couch with your chat pulled up mulling over what to say to you. ‘You up?’ No that was too sleazy. ‘Are you excited for your flight?’ No that was dumb. ‘Hey, are you ready for me to pick you up?’ Hm no that sounds kind of desperate… As Riki was going over what to say, a message from you popped up, causing him to gasp. ‘Great now she probably thinks I’m weird for reading her message so soon.’ Riki thought to himself.

“Hey, my love! Are you up yet? I know how you like to sleep in >_< but I’m ready to head to the airport if you are! I was thinking we could grab some breakfast from that cafe you like on the way?” Y/N had said in the text. Riki couldn’t help but quirk a smile at the term of endearment Y/N had texted before his smile dropped again at the mention of the airport. He sighed rubbing his face, he needed to at least pretend to be happy for Y/N and this new change for her…

Riki pulled up to Y/N’s apartment building parking and sent her a quick text letting her know that he had arrived. She texted him back almost instantly asking if he could come up and help her with her luggage. He replied with a quick ‘coming’ and headed up to her door. He knocked on the door waiting for you to open the door, smiling when he heard you trip over something and let out a little swear. When you opened the door Riki froze and the air left his lungs. You always looked so gorgeous and it took his breath away every time.

“Riki! Hi! Can you help me grab my luggage pretty please?” Y/N let out cutely. Riki just smiled and nodded his head. He followed her to the living room, where she had suitcases and bags lying around. He chuckled at the sight.

“Damn Y/N, you’re going to need a whole other plane for all these suitcases!” Riki said snickering when Y/N gasped dramatically and swatted his chest playfully.

“Shush Riki and just help me!” Y/N whined out. He just laughed and started to help her bring her stuff to his car. After they loaded the car, Riki drove to the Cafe and parked. They got out and walked inside heading to their usual spot in the cafe after they had ordered their food and drinks. They sat down and talked for a bit, but mostly stayed silent as they ate their food. During the silence Riki couldn’t help but let his depressing thoughts come back, I mean how could he not? In just a few hours Y/N would be gone to another country/ He couldn’t even begin to process that it was happening what seemed too soon for him. Riki was brought out of his thoughts when he heard Y/N call out his name.

“Riki…I can tell you’re upset…what’s wrong? You can tell me…” She said to him softly. Riki shook his head to let her know he was fine. Surely she had to know why he was upset if she truly did realize she was doing a fantastic job at hiding that she didn’t…

“I’m fine Y/N, really I am!” Riki said with a faux happy tone. Y/N sighed at his words but didn’t question him further. Riki and Y/N finished their breakfast before returning to his car. Riki could feel his heart drop and couldn’t help but feel nauseous at the fact that they were now headed to the airport…

When they arrived at the hectic airport, Riki felt a sickening sense of anxiety rush over him. His head spinning as soon as he got out of his vehicle. He felt sluggish as he walked inside the airport with Y/N and her bags. He watched as she checked in at the desk for her flight and could feel his heart breaking with every second that passed. After she was done getting checked in, Y/N walked back over to Riki her face unreadable. For a split second, he could have sworn he saw a glimmer of sadness in her eyes but just shook it off as anxiety of having to fly to another country.

The two of them walked over to where she would have to go when she was to leave for her flight. The both of them were shrouded in silence as they walked to the location where they would have to say goodbye. Their heads rising when they heard Y/N’s flight getting called to get ready to board.

“Riki…I’m gonna miss you so much…I lov-” Y/N started to say but Riki cut her off. He wasn’t trying to be rude he just knew he would not be able to cope if she finished that sentence, that he would not have let her leave.

“Don’t…Don’t tell me you love me…please…” Riki said, his voice breaking at the end. Y/N stopped and nodded her head. She must have known that would make things harder for him, for them both. Riki stepped closer to her grabbing her in a tight embrace and hugging her for a while, he only broke away when the announcement that her flight was ready to board. He kissed her as if it was the last time he would…well because quite frankly it was the last time…

They broke away and Y/N gave Riki one last longing gaze before walking away slowly to where she was to board her flight. Riki’s heart-shattering at the sight of her slowly disappearing away from his sight. As soon as she was out of sight, he let the tears flow down his face. This was the last straw for him, he could no longer be strong and pretend he was okay, he was far from being okay. He stayed awhile longer and watched out the window as her flight took off… Only walking away when he could no longer see the plane. How was he supposed to get through this? No more pretending, this was reality. He had only hoped at the last second that she wouldn’t have left or that he would have stopped her, but then reality hit and he needed to realize there was no more pretending, no more lying with Y/N and that hurt more than he could have imagined. This was goodbye forever.

As Riki drove home, he couldn’t help but feel numb as he looked at all the places he used to take you to. How was he supposed to go anywhere, do anything when every single place brought back memories of what used to be… He knows he should have prepared himself better for this, he knew it was coming, but how could he prepare himself for the heartbreak and misery he felt right at this moment? He knew playing his cards with you would only make him lose in the end but he was so naive in the aspect that he would be okay that he kept lying with you and in the end, he was left broken and lonely.

[eisaexe]

All Across pt.2

Ni-ki x fem!reader

Chapter two.

The Hotel

Summary : Riki and you talked everything out, after your unplanned arrival in Okoyama, he also gave you his Number "Just to make sure you can text him whenever" and now you sat next to him in the bus, on your way to the Hotel.

"Soo, uhm....you know where we need to get out?" Riki asked, his fingers tapping onto his knees while he looked around the bus. He looked everywhere, he even started a staring contest with the dog across from us.

"Riki, i literally booked the Hotel by myself, so yeah...i think i pretty much do know where we-" he just cut me off, but still didn't look at me "ah yeah yeah...so real.." i sighed and gave up.

What am i even trying to do here, just because his Mother said i can stay doesn't mean he likes me more now, i bet he hates me even more now.

I looked over and now he was staring at me, great. "What?" i asked, but he just shrugged his shoulders.

"You look really ugly like that..." he said and i hit his shoulder, he didn't even flinch, he just stood up and grabbed my arm.

"What are you doing?" "Getting out on our Stop" he said, dragging me out of the Bus.

As we arrived infront of the Hotel he just stood there. "Aren't you gonna come along?" I asked him, now suddenly getting nervous, i knew Japanese, but it wasn't nearly enough for me to survive alone in the wild.

"No, you got this" he said, before he walked away, sitting down on a Bench. "Fine, i'll be super slow with packing my things!" I said but he just shrugged his shoulders and took out his Phone. "I don't care" .

I rolled my eyes and then walked inside the Hotel, luckily no Staff asked any questions and i could just go to the Elevator and up to my Floor.

As i arrived on the 13th Floor, i got out i bumped into someone. "Oh my god, i'm so sorry!" The boy said, clearly not from Japan, he had an, Australian accent? "It's no big deal, really" i said and smiled at him.

"Are you sure, oh god i feel so bad" he apologized over and over again, while i tried to reassure him that it was okay. Some Guests and Staff looked over at us but didn't seem to mind it. After he calmed down a bit, i could take a good look at him.

He wasn't the tallest but still Taller than me, he had brown, longish hair, brown eyes and a really kind smile, he had style, i felt like a bag of Potatoes next to him.

"Uhm, i'm Jake..." the boy said, holding out his Hand which i took "could i....like, invite you to go and grab some coffee with me sometime, as a proper apology?" I knew i should just say no, but something inside of me told me to just accept it.

"Sure.." i said, smiling at the boy who also immediately started ro smile, god was that a cute smile.

"Great, uhm...here is my number" he held out his Phone with his number so i could put the number in my phone. "Just call me whenever your free" he smiled before waving goodbye. "I will...bye Jake" he smiled and waved goodbye again, before the Elevator doors closed and sighed heavily before walking to my room and opening the door.

The inside was a mess and i started by folding my clothes and putting them back into my Suitcase, then i got the the bathroom and put in all my Skincare, haircare and makeup, before trying to stuff my shoes and my iron into my suitcase and then packing my handbag, before trying to leave everything behind as neatly as possible while wondering why the fuck Riki wouldn't want to help me.

But i had his number, so i could just text him....or not? I figured that i should just leave him alone and as i had everything packed, i took the Elevator down to the reception.

Infront of me was an elderly couple, talking to the receptionist, but the other staff stared at me weirdly and one of the Staff even started talking to me, i nodded but i knew i had to do something, i didn't understand a thing.

I was actually a bit taken aback that he agreed to come here and help me, but soon enough i knew that i had to wait, so i sat down and waited...and waited.

He arrived 20 minutes later and looked around before he spotted me and grinned as he walked up to me. "Fucking twenty minutes, you weren't in the store across the street, were you?" i asked but he just grinned more.

"Why do you care, i'm here to help you after all, now, give me the keys?" i looked at him confused and he groaned a bit. "You keys, for you room?" "Oh, yeah, uhm....here" i said and he took them before walking up the the reception.

At first he just gave them the Key but then he started to babble about something else, i only understood something about "misunderstanding...key...not even one night....money ba-" he wanted them to give me my money back!?

I stood up to interfere but that was when he turned around and came back to me with the money i spent on the Hotel. "Here, that's for you" he said, i really didn't expect him to do something like that for me.

"Thank you..." i said but he shrugged it off. "It's no big deal" he said as he grabbed my Suitcase "Let's go now, my dad is waiting with his Car outside".

So, this is part two, i was able to finish it cause i'm sick, i really hope you guys enjoy it and i could really use some ideas or inspiration, but thank you for reading this<33

[topazshadowwolf]

You mentioned before that Lyra’s like pranks. Has Lyra ever pull any pranks on Nightmare and the gang?

Short answer: Yes.

Long answer: Under the cut or follow the link (2k words, folks)

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Lyra looked in the mirror and sighed.

She only had herself to blame. After all, they were trying to include her in their family the only way they understood how. It was nothing malicious or harmful in the long run, and after the initial shock, she did try to play it off as if she didn’t mind. Perhaps at the castle, she did not care… Nightmare said she looked just as beautiful to him. 

Granted, he scolded the boys and likely stated that to make her feel better. 

How many times had she seen them do pranks to each other and laughed? She loved pranks, really. But she hasn’t been pranked in ages… nor done one in a long time. So, when they did prank her, it took her by surprise, but she soon accepted what happened. It was when she left the safety of the castle to do her job as arbiter of balance that she became more self-conscious.

How could she not? 

The white half of her fur was blue and filled with glitter. Nightmare’s boys had slipped fur dye and multicolor glitter into her shampoo bottle. To be fair, there was a blue tinge to her black fur as well, though with how dark the fur already was, it was hard to notice. All together, she was currently a shimmering giant blue-furred “monster.”

Even Dream apologized for his difficulty in not laughing.

Funnily enough, it was Blue who cheered her up. Telling her, she looked like the night sky and then encouraging her to embrace it for now since the dye wouldn’t easily wash out. (The boys were extremely apologetic. They had thought that they bought dye that would wash out after a few washes.)

In the meantime, Lyra planned her revenge. It had been so long since she had done a prank that she was at a loss. She couldn’t use food. That would not go well with Horror at all, so as much as she would like to bring them a pie that would make even someone who could tolerate hot, spicy foods wince, that was out of the question.

But that was when another idea popped into her mind, and she left the Omega Timeline to explore a multiverse market. It took a while, but she eventually found exactly what she sought. Now… how to modify it to make it do as she wanted? She had a feeling she could find an Alphys willing to help with the suitable bribe.

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Cross stood there holding the odd figurine that Balance, Lyra, seemed so happy to give them. He, unfortunately, was elected to be the one to accept this thing on behalf of the others. She claimed she forgave them and was fond of her new ‘spacey’ look. Cross debated if that was true, though, as this had to be the creepiest thing he had seen. It was some kind of short, squat, troll-like thing that was so ‘cute’ that it was no longer cute but terrifying. All four stared at it, unsure of what to say.

“it’s… nice,” Cross said with a smile that he hoped didn’t look awkward.

Lyra put her paws together and smiled, “I am happy you four like it. I saw it, and it reminded me of that movie we all watched together about the ring and the dragon.”

No… she was trying to be nice.

“where’d you… find this. looks… unique,” Dust said, trying his best to be polite.

“Oh! I found it in a market with some cute and interesting things. Well, a table over there were some things that I typically avoid. But those were on a different table from the one this adorable figure was on,” Lyra cooed.

“yeah… real cute…,” Killer said as he looked at the figurine.

“why don’t we put it on the shelf by the tv,” Horror said as he, thankfully, took the figure from Cross.

After some goodbyes, Lyra turned to leave to join Nightmare for some time together. A date that they won't say is a date but is. Cross and the others grabbed a fun fighting game they could play together with characters from other games. Cross had gotten good with Link, and he was now working on learning how to play Samus. Horror was playing Bowser. Killer was picking characters at random, while Dust was just sticking with Pikachu.

They continued to play for a while when all four jumped at the sound of cackling. The game paused as they looked around. “i know that was none of you…,” Killer frowned as he glared around the room.

“too high pitched,” Dust confirmed.

“please, killer can reach that octave,” Horror grinned.

“no, i don’t,” Killer snapped.

“wanna bet?” Horror’s grin grew to the point that it made everyone look nervous.

“horror has a point,” Dust started.

“no, he doesn’t!” Killer snapped.

“but since i am sitting by him, i can say that wasn’t him,” Dust finished.

“alright, so then who… or what was that?” Cross asked, and the room fell silent.

After a moment, Horror asked, “could’ve been a background noise for that stage?”

“we’ve played that one before…,” Dust muttered thoughtfully.

“i hate to say this,” Killer started.

“then don’t,” Dust grinned.

“just saying, the ghost might be back,” Killer pointed out.

The room fell silent as they all looked at each other. Then, slowly, Dust started, “i don’t think-” But he didn’t get any further than that when he was interrupted.

A high-pitched, screeching voice squealed out, “I’ll grind your bones to make my bread!”

Huh, Killer was right; he doesn’t quite reach that octave. Close though, from what Cross could tell amid the sound of his yelp and Horror yell nearly drowning out Killer’s scream. Silence fell again, and Cross looked to Dust, the ghost expert among them. He noticed that Dust was looking right at a shelf by the TV. The others joined in, staring at the figurine Lyra had given them.

Silence…

“ha, it’s a prank then, right? she’s getting us back for the fur dye?” Killer said without the confidence he was aiming for.

“i mean… tories like pranks too,” Horror grumbled.

“she seemed so happy to give it to us,” Cross said. “and… ya know… it reminded her of the hobbit.”

“what about that thing reminds anyone of anything from the hobbit?!” Killer blurted out.

“well… the troll scene?” Cross offered.

“kinda has an… odd… hobbit look to it, i guess?” Horror added.

“i… lyra…,” Dust started, then frowned. “it just… it was a gift.”

“... wait, what did she say about the table next to that thing?” Killer asked.

“had stuff she didn’t deal with,” Horror answered.

“like… occult stuff?” Killer pressed, and they all paused and looked at the figurine.

Dust’s eyelights had a flash of understanding as he put the information together, then he frowned. “it might have been… affected.”

“Such scared little skeletons you are!” The voice screeched.

“yeah, i’m done being here,” Dust said as he jumped up from the sofa and started out of the room.

“you weren’t scared of the ghost! this is a prank,” Killer replied.

“yeah, well, not sure i trust this is a prank,” Dust replied, and the other three looked at each other before Cross sprang up to follow Dust.

“if dust isn’t staying here, neither am i,” Cross said.

“yeah, i’m out too,” Horror added as he stood to leave with Killer close on his heels.

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“Honestly, I feel like the author didn’t fully understand the message he was trying to convey,” Nightmare said as he flipped to a part in the book he marked. This was their little book club. Once a month, they pick a book to go through more thoroughly than usual and discuss. He enjoyed this. Time spent with Lyra was always worth it; and this allowed him to exercise his more analytical side. “Here is an example of what I mean-” He started and prepared to read the part that undermined the story's message.

“occult, the word you want to make sure you use is occult,” Dust said as he suddenly appeared in the room. Nightmare blinked as he looked up, seeing the hooded skeleton hurry over and climb up on the back of the sofa that Nightmare and Lyra were sitting on. He appeared shaken but didn’t feel that way. Instead, there was a feeling of amusement and sliness emitting from him.

The smaller skeleton was wedging himself behind Nightmare as a scared child might their parent. “What is this about?” Nightmare asked with a frown as the other three came dashing into the room.

“no fair shotcutting!” killer snapped.

“don’t care, got the safest spot,” Dust replied.

“What is going on?” Nightmare pressed, wanting to know as he felt fear coming from the others.

“uh… look… lyra,” Cross started, hesitantly.

“it’s cursed,” Killer then stated.

“What is… Oh! The figurine?” Lyra asked.

“move over, dusty,” Killer insisted as he gave the other a push.

“i’m as far back here as i can get; just get on the sofa on the other side,” Dust argued and shoved Killer back.

Killer just pushed again, wedging Dust further behind Nightmare, and the dark guardian sighed. “I do not know what antics are going on, but enough,” He said as he watched Cross and Horror move to the sofa to find some way to crowd themselves on, too.

“They seem to think the gift I brought them is cursed,” Lyra said with a frown. 

Glee was rolling off of her as she watched.

“Is that so,” Nightmare frowned and folded his arms, though he was starting to understand what was happening. Honestly, the boys deserved a good pranking from her after what they did. “And what makes you think she brought a cursed item into my castle? Do you not think a guardian would recognize when something is cursed?”

“it was talking… and laughing,” Cross explained.

“ceramic figurines don’t usually talk, boss,” Horror pointed out.

“I know the table next to it had some occult-type objects, but I highly doubt any of that affected it,” Lyra said with concern that was not matched by her emotions.

Cross and Horror were now trying to fit in on the other side behind him, and Nightmare frowned, “You four are adults. On top of that, you are among the most feared Sanses of the multiverse. Stop hiding behind me like scared children and just go get it so I can examine this ‘cursed’ object,”

“i’m not going back there,” Horror declared, and there was agreement among them.

“Give me strength,” Nightmare muttered under his breath before he stood. “Come, now, all of you.”

“boss,” Killer whined.

“Now!” Nightmare snapped. And with that, the four got off the sofa and followed along behind Nightmare like little ducklings. 

Ah… yes… his terrifying henchmen following behind him like small, fluffy, baby birds.

Amusement was coming from both Lyra and Dust as they all walked down the hall to the entertainment room. Fear was coming from the rest.

“Where is this… thing you are all so scared of?” Nightmare asked.

“s’over there, on that shelf near the tv,” Killer said.

As Nightmare walked closer, he saw what must be the “cursed” object and frowned. He felt no magic coming from it, even as he picked it up. Looking it over, he sighed and shot a glare at the four, who quickly cowered. “Honestly? You four as scared of-”

Sharp, loud, and high-pitched cackling caused Nightmare to wince as it hurt his acute hearing. It caused him to drop the figurine, but a tendril caught it before it hit the floor. Blinking, he looked down at the object that was now silent.

“see?” Cross said as he stepped closer. “there’s… something off with it.”

“Here, I know how to break this curse,” Lyra announced as she walked closer, turned the object over, and flipped a small switch on the bottom. “There, no more curse.”

Cross took the figurine and looked at the switch, and Nightmare could sense his embarrassment as he understood what was happening. “ah, geez,” Cross started to laugh.

“so wait, i was right?!” Killer exclaimed, “i was the first to suggest that it was a prank!”

“So, then, why did you come scurrying to me?” Nightmare asked.

“lyra just… doesn’t seem like the type to do that, and she was so happy to give it to us,” Cross said.

“Is that so…,” Nightmare sighed and rubbed his head. He then looked at Lyra, who was grinning slyly, “Not a word, please. I do not want to know how things will go from now on if our enemies knew this lot is that superstitious.”

“Oh, trust me, seeing what I saw today was all I needed,” She replied happily.

“And, Dust, if you figured it out, why did you not tell the others?” Nightmare asked, and everyone looked at Dust. The hooded skeleton took a step back at this attention.

“figured… lyra deserved her revenge,” Dust muttered.

With that, Nightmare sighed. He set the figurine on the shelf with a chuckle, “That she did. Well done playing along so she could have that.”

[gizkasparadise]

Best fairy tale esque Asian drama

Beauty and beast type

Little mermaid type

Aladdin type

Cindy type

Etc

oh interesting! here's what comes to mind

for a beauty and the beast parallel, i think my favorites are:

hotel del luna. gender-swapped version! the female lead is a hedonistic immortal being cursed to run a hotel for ghosts due to her Traumatic Backstory. the male lead is a recent harvard graduate who was born for middle management and is in way, way over his head as he tries to teach her how to balance a checkbook

love between fairy and devil. the female lead is a little naive, very sheltered young flower immortal who accidentally unleashes the devil from a mystical space magic prison. so gorgeous and unexpectedly wonderful

for little mermaid:

my girlfriend is a gumiho draws direct comparisons to this story throughout its plot! it's a romcom/action/lite horror show about a gumiho (fox demon) who ends up transferring her power to a guy who wants to become a stuntman/action movie star. very cute and aggressively 2010 teen movie

i havent seen it yet, but legend of the blue sea is about mermaids and based off of a korean fairytale

for cinderella/rags-to-riches

okay it's not super cinderella-y on the surface, but princess agents has this vibe in a way? but instead of A Fancy Party the heroine instead was given An Awesome Sword, Spy Training, and Several Noblemen with Complexes

continuing to be super liberal with this interpretation, empress ki has the female lead go from smuggler to slave to concubine to empress. work.

shopping king louie is sort of this fairytale in reverse: the rich male lead loses his memories and ends up relying on a poor country girl. very fluffy and cute

100 days my prince is like a joseon version of shopping king louie, but at times darker with the subplots

i think a good chunk of 2000-2010ish kdramas basically lived on this trope

for aladdin i couldnt think of anything direct, so here's sort of a broader "making wishes/deals with immortal powerful fantasy beings":

mystic pop-up bar is about a cursed immortal female lead who runs a pop-up bar and is trying to resolve human being's grudges/grant their wishes by teaming up with a former ghost cop and a regular guy (or is he?) that has a special power of his own

goblin is about a girl who finds out she was destined to be the "goblin's bride" and bring about the death of an immortal cursed general who has been looking for a way to die for several centuries at this point. some wishes/genie-esque dynamics

angel's last mission: love. female lead is a cold, bitter former ballerina who has closed herself off from the world. male lead is her actual guardian angel. not one of my absolute favorites, but i liked the interesting dynamic and the OST is beyond gorgeouuuus

i did not like this drama that much but doom at your service might scratch this itch as well. the female lead is dying from cancer. the male lead is the actual manifestation of doom. would have been SO GOOD if it cut out the subplot and streamlined things a bit more

and these aren't really related to fairytales, but they have a similar vibe:

love and redemption. girl meets boy. boy is in a martial arts sect forbidden to love or marry. girl doesn't understand feelings and is in fact the reincarnated god of war. girl has also sort of killed boy for 9 lifetimes prior to this. boy keeps coming back for more because he thrives on masochism and costume changes. one of my top 3 favorite dramas

goodbye my princess is like someone had all the fairy tale tropes (rebellious princess, meeting while disguised, magical rivers) and then sort of took them in the backyard and shot them. lmao if you want it tragic, go here

craving more dysfunction junction? check out the wolf which starts with some sweet disney tarzan plot and escalates into fucking chaos

river where the moon rises is based on a piece of korean folklore. this one i wanted to like so much (and was enjoying for the first half), but the real-life drama lead to some unfortunate story complications (the show notoriously swapped out its male lead actor midway through airing)

alice in borderland draws a lot of parallels to alice in wonderland. it's survival horror so LMAO not the same vibe as the original story at all, but i figured i'd throw it in here. i have some mixed feelings about the drama, but i definitely binged it all