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A Not-So-Disastrous Romance (Book 2) Chapter Nineteen

Saiki Kusuo x Reader

Chapter Nineteen: Insecurity and Talkative Transfer

Summary: Teruhashi tries to figure out what Saik is attracted to, and a new transfer arrives.

            “Teruhashi is pretty again today.”

            “She’s an angel.”

            “I’m soothed just by looking at her.”

            I can hear everything you’re saying, you know, thought Teruhashi. But she kept that perfect smile on her face. Pretending not to hear is annoying for me. I’m a vulnerable maiden who doesn’t know how pretty I am. Don’t make me break that disguise. She winced internally. She knew that (Y/N) was encouraging her to be herself, but performing was so easy… I can’t look selfish…I can’t. Pretend not to hear.

            “Kusuo,” said (Y/N), sitting down next to Saiki. “Are we going to Café Mami and studying later?”

            Saiki nodded.

            Teruhashi sighed and watched them. (Y/N) makes it look so easy. They act like themself and don’t worry about anything. And they get to go and talk to Saiki all the time. He won’t even look my way, but he talks to them…They’re really close.

            Yare yare. If she gets suspicious and not just jealous, that could be a problem.

            I wonder if they’re his type. I mean—I must be. I’m everyone’s type. So why… Teruhashi furrowed her brow. I’ll have to try something new.

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            (Y/N) tilted their head in confusion as they walked into school the next day. “Kokomi…Are you trying a new style?” they said.

            “Oh, this?” Teruhashi nervously touched the necklace and bead bracelets she had put on. “I just thought it looked nice.” Her backpack was also covered in pins of sweets. And you wear pink and cute things a lot…

            Indeed, while (Y/N) had their germanium earrings in, they still occasionally wore some accessories. Sometimes it was a bow, sometimes a scarf, sometimes it was just the pins and keychains on their backpack—all usually featuring strawberries, cherries, hearts, or sweets. ((Y/N) had earned the “Pinky” nickname from Nendou for a reason).

            “You do look nice,” agreed (Y/N). “It’s just not your usual style. Are you okay?”

            Teruhashi faltered. Was it really that easy to see? Could everyone see she had changed for someone else? Internally, she panicked.

            (Y/N) is perceptive with everyone, it seems.

            “I’m fine,” said Teruhashi quickly.

            “Okay,” said (Y/N), sitting down in their seat. They turned and smiled back at Teruhashi. “But remember, Kokomi, you shouldn’t have to change for someone to like you. They’re not worth it if they don’t like you for you.”

            Teruhashi turned a little pink. “You think so?”

            “Yeah,” said (Y/N). “The right person for you will like you for just being you, and you’ll like them for who they are.”

            “If you’re sure,” said Teruhashi, nervously touching the bracelets she’d put on to see sweeter—even sweeter than usual.

            “I’m sure. After all, you have friends who like you for who you are. Some day it’ll be a partner,” said (Y/N) with a wide smile.

            Teruhashi’s face burned, but she smiled slightly. “Thank you, (Y/N).

            “Of course, Kokomi.”

            Teruhashi looked at her bracelets. I shouldn’t have to change. (Y/N) is right. Her identity was still tied to being preferred by guys, but she was trying to not see herself like that. If friends like (Y/N) saw more than that, then maybe she could… I don’t think I’ll wear these tomorrow. If Saiki is going to like me, it’s going to be me! She looked at (Y/N). Maybe that’s why Saiki likes being around (Y/N). They’re just themself. She sat straighter. So that’s what I’ll do!

            Saiki smiled to himself. She had talked herself out of her own suspicions about how close Saiki and (Y/N) were, and (Y/N) had, once again, just been themself and been wonderful. Looks like I’m not the only one who sees just how good (Y/N) is. He paused and then scowled inwardly. Teruhashi better not get a crush on (Y/N). That would be worse than her having a crush on him.

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            “There’s a new student,” gossiped a few classmates.

            “Again?” sighed another classmate.

            “Everyone is fed up,” said Saiki.

            “Well, we just got Miko a few weeks ago, so it is strange,” said (Y/N).

            “Why not kill off the first transfer student and turn this show into a mystery thriller?” said Saiki.

            “I don’t like scary stories, so no thanks,” said (Y/N), shivering.

            “Transfer student?” said Yumehara. She frowned. “Could it be…”

            “You know them, Chiyopipi?” said Miko.

            “A guy asked me for directions earlier,” she said.

            “Sorry I’m late,” said their teacher, walking into the room. Everyone looked up. “I’ll introduce our newest student.”

            “Wow, I fell kinda nervous,” said a boy, walking into the room. “I’m so excited to spend our exciting youth together. I’m like a child just before he performs a recital. But I don’t play any instrument. Changing first impressions is difficult. I hear psychologists call it the primacy effect. Have you formed an impression of me?”

            “I can’t tell what he looks like,” said everyone as the speech bubbles obscured their view of their new classmate.

            “Sorry for blabbering on,” said the boy, continuing (it seemed he’d be going for a while). “It’s a bad habit of mine.” He brushed the speech bubbles aside. He had short blond hair and dark eyes. He seemed friendly enough. “I say everything I think of.”

            What?

            “I hope you’ll see I’m just honest,” he said.

            “Akechi, can you go ahead and just introduce yourself?” said their teacher.

            “Is it okay if I take my time?” asked Akechi.

            “Keep it short,” said the teacher, sighing.

            “Keep it short?” repeated Akechi. “But the class won’t know who this guy in their classroom is. Then the class won’t be able to concentrate. But it’s also almost time for next period. As they say, ‘when in Rome,’ so I’ll adjust for you. I’ll give a short introduction.”

            “Too late!” exclaimed everyone.

            “My first name is Touma, my last name is Akechi,” said Akechi. “I’m sure you’ll all wondering, ‘Why did he transfer now?’ I actually have a unique skill. I can—”

            “Let’s all make friends with him,” said their teacher, clapping her hands to interrupt. “That’s the end of homeroom.”

            “That’s one crazy guy,” said Kaidou as people stood up and gathered their things.

            “He’s definitely going to fit in,” said (Y/N), chuckling.

            “Touma Akechi,” said Saiki slowly.

            “What is it?” said (Y/N), noticing Saiki’s curious tone.

            “I don’t know,” he said.

            (Y/N) tilted their head and looked at Akechi. Hm.

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            “The transfer student is sitting alone,” said Kuboyasu.

            “Well, he didn’t exactly make the best first impression,” said Kaidou. “Primacy effect.”

            “Using a new word, I see,” said Saiki, walking to a table.

            “Maybe we should invite him over,” said (Y/N). “It’s probably difficult being a transfer student if you’re not super outgoing.”

            Kuboyasu nodded. He knew the struggle.

            No, he doesn’t, he was just struggling to not beat everyone up.

            “That’s a good idea,” said Kuboyasu.

            “I’ll go, too,” said Kaidou.

            “Wait—” Saiki pouted as (Y/N) walked away from him. What about me?

            “Hi, Akechi,” said (Y/N), smiling. “I’m (L/N), and this is Kuboyasu and Kaidou. Do you want to join us for lunch today?”

            Akechi smiled. “I was getting bored by myself.”

            “Okay, then,” said Kuboyasu. “We’re sitting over there with—”

            “You’re all in my class,” said Akechi. “I’m glad you talked with me. What was everyone talking about? I couldn’t decide what to eat. But I decided to have curry.”

            None of the others could get any words in edgeways. They all sweat-dropped.

            “I’d rather have what you brought instead,” said Akechi. “Oh, I’m sorry, take a seat.”

            (Y/N) looked back at Saiki and smiled apologetically.

            Quit stealing my partner! Saiki grumbled to himself.

            “Damn, Akechi, you sure talk a lot,” said Kuboyasu.

            “I do,” said Akechi. “I’ve been holding back since I got here.”

            “Holding back?” exclaimed Kaidou.

            “Wow,” said (Y/N), impressed with how talkative Akechi was.

            “When I’m still getting to know someone, I just keep—”

            Shut up. Even sitting farther away, Saiki could hear Akechi way too easily. (Also, he was peeved about not getting to sit with (Y/N)).

            “Okay, stop talking for a bit.” Kuboyasu bluntly interrupted. “Just speak up when we ask you a question.”

            “Okay, I’ll be quiet,” said Akechi. “But is it okay to clear my throat? Oh, and I need to eat…”

            “Close your mouth!” said Kuboyasu.

            Akechi covered his mouth and gave a thumbs-up.

            “Ask him something, Shun,” said Kuboyasu.

            “What do you think about death?” said Kaidou instantly.

            “Heavy stuff,” said (Y/N), chuckling.

            That’s your first question?

            “That’s a difficult one!” said Akechi. “Well, that’s a scary thought, but we are mortals, after all—”

            “I see,” said Kaidou, but Akechi wasn’t done.

            “—I try to accept death—”

            “That’s enough,” said Kuboyasu.

            “—Who knows what’ll happen when it comes?”

            “We got it already!”

            “But I haven’t answered yet,” said Akechi.

            “Sorry, that was a bad question.” Kuboyasu looked at (Y/N). “Ask him an easier question.”

            “Do you have any hobbies?” asked (Y/N).

            “Hobbies are what you do in your free time, right? There’s an infinite amount of them,” said Akechi. “For example, I pee in the shower. That could be a hobby.”

            “I don’t think that counts,” said (Y/N).

            Don’t engage with him.

            “That’s still too long! What’s with you, man?!” said Kuboyasu. Kaidou grabbed Kuboyasu before he could jump across the table. “And why are you telling us that you pee in the shower?!”

            “Aren, calm down!” said Kaidou.

            “Uh-oh,” said (Y/N), pushing Kuboyasu back down into his seat.

            “Sorry!” said Akechi. “I don’t want to upset anyone who used to be in a gang.”

            “…”

            Kuboyasu let go and stared at Akechi. “How did you know I was in a gang?”

            “I could tell by looking at you,” said Akechi. “I mean, your glasses are fake. The way your hair and clothes are so tidy. Clearly, you want to go off the impression that you’re normal. But your rough language, subtle musculature, the way you look, and your fists give you away.”

            “Really? Most people wouldn’t notice,” said Kuboyasu.

            “I suppose. It’s apparent to me, though,” said Akechi. “This trait of mine seems to surprise people. People at my previous school used to say I was a psychic.”

            (Y/N) nearly laughed out loud and smothered the reaction.

            Saiki’s eyes widened suddenly, and a faint echo of words flew through his mind. “Wow, how did you do that? You’re like a psychic!” What was that image?

            “Also, I can find lost objects and see through people’s lies,” said Akechi.

            “That’s pretty cool,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            “So you are kind of psychic,” said Kuboyasu.

            “Oh, no, I’m not a psychic,” said Akechi.

            “I know that, psychic powers aren’t real,” huffed Kuboyasu.

            Again, (Y/N) smiled to themself.

            “No, psychic powers are real,” said Akechi. He was completely calm as he spoke, and (Y/N) paused at his serious tone. “I’ve seen them before.”

            Saiki’s eyes widened, and he gripped his tray tightly.

            “What? Tell us!” said Kaidou excitedly.

            (Y/N) furrowed their brow. Is it another psychic? Or is it…Kusuo?

            “You’re so gullible,” said Kuboyasu.

            “Let’s save it for another time,” said Akechi, smiling.

            “You won’t talk about it?” said Kaidou, disappointed.

            “It was when I was in elementary school,” said Akechi. “Something happened one day that could only be explained by psychic powers. So, I was awfully surprised when I came to class and saw him again.”

            Uh-oh, so it is Kusuo, thought (Y/N).

            Akechi turned around to look at Saiki at the table behind them.

            Oh, no.

            “It’s been a while, Kusuo,” said Akechi. “Don’t you remember that day?”

            “Saiki?” said Kuboyasu and Kaidou cluelessly.

            “Did you forget about me?” said Akechi, still looking at the back of Saiki’s head. “Akechi is my mother’s maiden name, so my name used to be Touma Asumi.”

            “You can use psychic powers, can’t you?” said a young Akechi. “Kusuo, that’s amazing!”

            “I’m so glad to see you again!” said Akechi. “I can finally ask you about what I’ve always been wondering about. You’re a psychic, right?”

            Oh, NO!

            “I’ve wanted to ask you about it for ten years since you moved. Are you a psychic?” said Akechi, leaning in.

            Yare yare. I didn’t really want to use this particular power, but I’ll show you. Saiki turned around and trained the most perplexed, confused face ever to exist. Check out this clueless face.

            Everyone stared. (Y/N) resisted the urge to burst out laughing.

            “That face brings back memories!” said Akechi, grinning. “It was during first grade when I asked you the same question, and you made the exact same face.”

            “What do you mean?” said Kuboyasu, frowning.

            “A psychic? What?” said Kaidou. “Saiki, do you know this guy?

            “Yes, we were classmates in elementary school,” said Akechi. “Kusuo suddenly moved away, so it was only for two years. I met Kusuo during the opening ceremony. I wet myself from nervousness, and Kusuo sat next to me—”

            “I didn’t ask you,” said Kaidou, sweat-dropping.

            “Saiki, do you know him?” asked Kuboyasu.

            “It’s true, but it was way back in second grade,” said Saiki. He shrugged and continue to put his clueless face on. “I’m still clueless.”

            “He doesn’t remember,” said (Y/N), trying to cut in and help.

            “And come on, there’s no way he’s a psychic,” chuckled Kuboyasu. “We’ve never seen anything like that.”

            “If he had powers like that, he wouldn’t hide that from us,” said Kaidou. “We were once stranded—”

            Yare yare. I need to think of a plan. He looked at (Y/N), and he saw them glancing at him worriedly.

            “Stranded?” said Akechi.

            “It was awful,” said Kaidou. “If food hadn’t drifted ashore, we would’ve been screwed.”

            “I see.” Akechi was clearly thinking of how suspicious that occurrence was.

            Let’s stop talking about that.

            The bell rang.

            “Oh, it’s time for class,” said (Y/N), standing quickly. “Let’s go before we’re late, Kusuo.”

            “Right.” He stood with (Y/N).

            “By the way, Kusuo,” said Akechi. “I’m 99% sure that incident was your doing. If I can find proof that you have psychic powers, then you’re undeniably involved in that incident. I promise I’ll find the proof—”

            Saiki closed the door of the cafeteria closed. “Yare yare.”

            “Are you alright?” said (Y/N).

            “He knows. If he finds proof, he’ll tell everyone,” said Saiki, clenching his fists.

            (Y/N) took Saiki’s hand. “Hey, we’ll handle it together. Alright?”

            Saiki relaxed slightly. “Yare yare. To think there would be someone who remembers that time in second grade…”

            “What happened?” asked (Y/N).

            “I was young. I lost control of my powers,” said Saiki. He squeezed (Y/N)’s hand. “I’ll tell you more another time. I don’t—I’m not proud of that moment.”

            “That’s alright,” said (Y/N). They would give Saiki time. “But remember, you were young. Things happen. You’re more in control now.”

            “Thank you.”

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[serejae]

STUCK BY THE GLUE ! | ZB1

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WHAT ! - zb1 with a crafty s/o

WHEN ! - (warnings) , petnames

WHO ! - (a/n) hi!! tysm for requesting this was so fun to make, and ahhh its so cool you like crocheting i wanna learn sometime c: but i hope this was up to standard and that you enjoy ml :-) keeep requesting guyssss <3

not proofreadddd

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K.JIWOONG ;

! - this man is so chill about it pls.

! - he knows when the house is too quiet that it only means youre on your new fixation

! - whatever it is, painting, drawing, pottery, or crocheting he’ll love accompanying you during it, he’ll come out and sit by you and you both will yap. or if youre more of a listener he’ll tell you stories or just say random things while admiring the focused look on your face when you do the things you enjoy.

!- loves it when you make stuff for him. if you make something for him. a drawing? he’ll frame it or if its tiny enough will put it in his phone case. jewelry? will wear it all the time. keychain? if he put it on one bag and wanted to use another one, hes switching out the keychain

! - this man loves when you have such creative hobbies that you can tell him all about

Z.HAO ;

! - oh boy hes ready

! - whenever he finds out about your hobby automatically hes buying you supplies (he doesnt know what to buy he just searched up ‘needed materials for ______” ). and if you run out of storage, trust hes 5 steps ahead of you. he bought and figured out a organization plan so you wont have to dig through messy buckets for your materials

! - he just wants to see you happy and at peace, and your his ‘little creator’ or as what he calls you. you dont have to do nothing when your with him. just create, he’s got the rest (clean up crew)

! - when you make stuff for him, hes smiley on the outside, but crying on the inside. like his baby made THIS. for HIM?? he likes to gatekeep lowk…so he wont tell EVERYONE or be pushy about showing it off but itll be discreet. like to the point someone will have to ask, then he will talk about it. (he just likes the thought of keeping the things you made for him to himself >:)

! - such a supportive bf :’-)

S.HANBIN ;

! - okay i keep saying theyre supportive BUT TRUST

! - he likes to bother you while you do your projects, but he knows to keep some distance to keep you peace. so while your doing your craft in lalaland you hear “baby, babe, my love, honey, darling” in all sides of your ear, just for him to go “your so pretty” when you look at him…and you cant really be mad at that :-)

! - like jiwoong loves watching you from afar, but once he’s only focused on you thats when he shuts up (nicely) . he’s too busy admiring you and will definitely take some pictures of you for his wallpaper, homescreen, pfp, atp on his face

! - if you make something for him or his hamster collection (ddungjjungham or binni) he’s crying. “OH BABY FOR ME?” “for binni” “so for me😐”. we know he lost ddungjjungham (rip you baby) but somehow he didnt lose the hat and scarf you crocheted for ddungjjungham…

! - he loves you and wants to be as comforting to you as your hobby is

S.MATTHEW ;

! - has no idea whats going on but his amazing partners good at it so he loves it !!!

! - a “go kylie go!” boyfriend for sure. when your doing your hobby he sits there wondering what your doing, why your doing that, why does it look like that? but your doing it so it must be the right and only way. will look up videos to silently watch to see how the video explains the steps your doing

! - after a while of observing he starts the talking. he helicopter you, start looking the project in all different directions while asking when its gonna be done, whyd you do this technique, why are you so perfect? but its all in love and after like 5 minutes he lets you have your peace and watches you

! - when you make stuff for him he will not shut up. someone needs to put tape over his mouth. (if your in a world where idols can date, he’ll talk about it on streams) but to his members “y/n made me this” “oh look what y/n made” “why can you guys be like y/n 🫤” . i know gunwook is TIREDDDDD

! - a very curious and proud bf ^_^

K.TAERAE ;

! - hes so infactuated

! - he’ll be eating and watching you do your hobby and talk. watches your movements and listens to your peaceful voice. the best of both worlds. he doesnt ask too many questions or bother you too much, he just stares blankly and thinks “thats my soulmate”

! - if hes feeling like a pintresty boyfriend he’ll learn a song on his guitar and sing as you work, so you both can learn and do something together. he’ll often catch himself looking away from his chords tutorial and staring at you. the way your face is when your focused. hes just in love :-/

! - when you make him stuff hes in shock, cause you thought of him when you were doing what makes you happy? if you made him a keychain he’ll hang it onto his guitar case cover if you make him anything he can hangup or wear, he has a whole wall of just your creations and loves when people ask so he can just talk about how you made it, how talented you are, how you two met, how much he loves you, just you.

! - please let his man sing and serenade you as you do your hobby

S.RICKY ;

! - oh here comes mr perfect 😒 /j

! - if you guys didnt know ricky actually draws too and studied visual arts, so he’ll adore having a crafty s/o. he’ll first watch you do your hobby loving how at calm and zoned out you look. after a bit he creates lazy date nights where you both create your crafts and give them to each other. you’ll normally get a drawing or you or you and ricky from him and you give him your craft

! - please he’ll use the things you make him to the brim. a keychain? hanging it on all his bags. a painting or drawing? hes hanging it up on his bed side wall so when he sleeps he sees it. you make him a outfit peice (or outfit) will wear it every where he goes. cause everyone needs to see your outfit, and your outfit needs to see the world

! - loves it when he sees you put his work out and showing it off. he’s then reminded on why he enjoys art so much. you brought his soul out for him :’-)

! - just a crafty couple in their world

K.GYUVIN ;

! - hes one thats adventurous enough to actually attempt your crafts.

! - its not like the other members were intimidated but they enjoy letting you have your own thing to enjoy, something you can run to at the end of your stressful day. but gyuvin? he wants to destress with you

! - anything you wanna do? you start on it and he’ll watch a youtube video on how to do it. if you help him he’ll look at you with the most lovesick smile because your sharing YOUR hobby with him. at first hes pretty messy at the beginning but with a bit of help from you, hes got it down. before you could even make him something, he made your something first. (show off >:\) and he giggles each time he sees you with it…like you thought it was that good to keepppp?

! - when you make him stuff hes not crying (#2), not shutting up (#2), and screaming. hes so honored. he has so many photos in his camera roll and he’ll show them off as much as he can. but will be a little salty when you make more stuff for eumppappa then him but i guess its fine😒

! - a “whatever you do i do” bf :p

P.GUNWOOK ;

! - another admirer

! - loves the energy and dedication you put into your work and it’s definitely worth it. when you leave him alone he looks through your finished work and guesses how long it took for each one to be finished. and when he finds out hes always shocked even if his guess was right , your dedication is another reason why he loves you so much

! - if you come home unmotivated or tired for any reason, gunwook already has you covered. you look for your crafting materials but find that its not its normal spot. you walk out to ask gunwook only to find him set up blankets, snacks, and a movie with your materials on deck. “i figured you’d need it”

! - if you ever make him anything his jaw is on the floor cause theres no way you put your love and energy into this. something made for your boyfriend and only your boyfriend. he knows how to brag about you without making it so obvious like matthew. he’ll sneak it in so people will talk about it but wont tell him to shut up

! - cupid pls get this man up

H.YUJIN ;

(platonic :-)

! - is in total awe

! - how can someone just craft something like that with their mind and hands? he loves watching the process from start to finish. this is his version of asmr, the way your face focuses when you get the the certain part, how you plan it out so precisely.

! - please please please. if you do sewing make this man a plushie, he will sleep with it every night and take it everywhere. even if he doesnt make his bed he makes sure his stuffy is sitting just right and comfortable. if not make this man something bunny related. he’ll giggle each time he sees it.

! - if you make him anything he can hang up, hes putting it by his desk and thats his motivation for studying or anything. if hes feeling down, he’ll lean in his chair and see the silly bunny staring at him and get right back to work :)

! - so excited that you can do something you enjoy and he gets the product

[archangeldyke-all]

Reader who crochets? And she makes these special sweaters with the left sleeve cut out for Sev’s arm?? Omg

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ANON did u see logan @sevikasenby 's crochet tapestry of our wife!?!?? THE TALENT IS BEYOND

men and minors dni

there's a superstition in the knitting/crocheting community called 'the sweater curse.' the idea is basically that when you hand make a prospective romantic partner a sweater, you doom the relationship to fail.

you've read countless horror stories on crocheting forums about relationships going up in flames once a sweater is gifted.

'she called the sweater ugly after i spent a month on it.'

'he thought a hand-made sweater was too intimate and i was moving too fast.'

'they left with no explanation the same day i bought the yarn for their sweater.'

you've seen it all.

you know that the curse is something to fear. and you really don't want to lose sevika. but she's stubborn.

sevika thinks the fact that you crochet is so. fucking. cool.

most people think it's a grandma hobby.

sevika thinks it's the most impressive thing in the world. you can make anything. she's watched you knit blankets, sweaters, tops and socks. little stuffies for the neighbor kid next door, hats for your friends' birthdays. mug cozies, coasters, pillow cases and dog clothes-- she's seen you make it all.

and she's dying to have you make her something.

"don't you love me?" sevika whines one night as she cuddles in bed beside you while you crochet a scarf.

"can't stand you, actually." you grunt, already knowing what she's about to bother you about. she huffs.

"you don't understand baby. i was sooo cold at work today-- freezing, really-- and it's not like i can go buy a sweater 'cause of my ar--"

"you're so fucking annoying." you groan. sevika chuckles.

"is it so bad to want to show off my baby's work?" she asks. you huff, shaking your head.

"it is when it means we'll break up!"

she wears you down over time.

you start crocheting her little things, wanting her to feel loved but not wanting to subject the two of you to the curse.

you crochet her a little keychain charm on your anniversary; a hat for winter solstice. in the spring, you make her a few new scrunchies for her half-ponytails.

for her birthday, you give her the first big crochet project you've made for her: a purple poncho in a thick, warm yarn, perfect for the colder windy days when her thin red poncho isn't enough.

she cries when you show it to her. (she nearly gets heat stroke a week later when she tries to wear her new winter poncho on a blazing hot day.)

when you propose to her (kneeling in front of her where she sits on the couch kissing her hands, metal and flesh alike, as you bat your eyelashes at her,) sevika doesn't even let you finish the question before she's pulling you off the ground and into her lap, kissing you breathless, and pulling away with a sob. "yes!"

"you didn't even let me ask!" you laugh. sevika kisses you again.

"you have to crochet me a sweater now. make it white, i'll wear it to our wedding." she cries.

you don't do that. (though you do crochet the neck tie she wears on your big day.)

you wait until you've been married for a year, until you're settled in married life and comfortable, until sevika's not expecting it anymore.

and then, on the night of your first wedding anniversary, you give sevika her first sweater.

it's the most intricate thing you've ever made. the cable crochet pattern you used was complex and time consuming, but it looks fucking gorgeous. beautiful royal purple-- her favorite color-- her exact measurements, and sleevless on the left side.

sevika wears the sweater everywhere. all the time. whenever she can.

you only planned on making her the one, but her reaction (and the wear and tear the sweater receives from being worn by the scary woman of zaun) inspires you.

you knit her a new sweater, every year, for the rest of your lives.

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[hwanchaesong]

━⁠☞🍽️ Second Course: He treats you so well, and you're naive enough to believe that only you have the key to his tasty heart. Or his pants. 🥢

🎧: Olivia Rodrigo - Traitor

wc: 1.0k

genre & warnings: angst, some fluff, mentions of sex, cursing, crying, there's another girl, lovers to exes, pure heartbreak :D , Yeji of ITZY special appearance etc etc

a/n: this is a part of The Sour Restaurant series. if y'all want, you can read the other album inspired fics of other groups here.

ps. i've already reposted this but it still won't appear under the tags that i've put so ig i'll just let it be lmao. imma just post it the way it is bc i'm tired of trying and thinking on what to do to make it work.

At the tender age of 13, you took note of everything that was written in an article that you accidentally opened and read on a fishy website entitled, 'Signs that your partner is falling out of love.'

You thought it would help you avoid conflict with a future partner, it would help you evade an impending heartbreak, but nothing can prepare you for the real world, it seems.

Your boyfriend, Park Seonghwa, was the definition of a picture perfect man.

He's kind, respectful and loving. He had all the love languages.

He never shunned away from skinship, and most of the time, he's the one who's initiating it. Giving you hugs and kisses even in public without any ounce of shame.

Even when he's busy, he still gives you the time of his day. Often, he would choose to lose sleep if it means that he'll be able to talk and see you after a long, tiring day at work.

He's also the type to buy 'just because' gifts. Randomly walking around a park then he'll see this cute bunny keychain, buying it immediately so he can give it to you because the bunny reminds him of you.

Fixing collars, tying shoelaces, cooking you food— he does it all, and naturally too. The way he pampers you like a mother hen is the sweetest thing you have ever seen in a man.

The most important thing though? It's his ability to listen and soothe all your worries away. He tells you that if you're overthinking, you can simply say it to him and he'll gladly give you all the assurance that you need.

So, what went wrong? Where did it go wrong? Is there something wrong with you?

The situation at hand made you question yourself, then again, are you really the problem here?

"The least you can give me is a reasonable explanation!" you yelled, gripping Seonghwa's arm that was holding his suitcase, attempting to stop him from leaving you without any form of closure.

"Well, what do you want me to say?" he snapped, raising his usual soft voice at you, something that he has never done before.

"A reason! Explanation, anything! Why are you suddenly breaking up with me?!" you blinked rapidly, the itchiness in your throat makes it harder for you to breathe, and the sinking feeling of dread in your stomach is urging you to vomit.

This is so fucking messed up.

Just last night, Seonghwa was fine. He even made love to you in your shared bed, whispering how good you are for him.

Last week, he brought you flowers. Last last week, he took you to a nice restaurant for dinner. Last month, he took you to Maldives for a summer getaway.

Nothing changed and everything felt the same, thus, the current happenings don't make sense.

You come home from work and the next thing you know, your significant other of how many years are mumbling nonsense of going separate ways. That you two are better off without the other.

You just don't fucking understand what the hell went wrong.

"I don't love you anymore."

You never knew that a mere sentence that is composed of five words is more than enough to break your heart, your world.

He doesn't love you anymore?

"Since when?" you weakly muttered, wanting answers that will probably hurt you more.

"For the last few months."

You winced, there were no signs of him not loving you. He must be lying, his shaky chocolate orbs say otherwise.

"Okay." you speak, no more energy to fight for him, to fight for a battle that is not worth the blood, sweat, and tears.

Just like that, you watched him walk away. Out of your home, out of your life, and you were left alone. Crying your heart out, gripping your chest as it physically hurts as well, the pain searing through you.

Two weeks later.

Your friend, Yeji, was making a ruckus, she was basically shoving her phone in your face.

"Y/N, look! Isn't this your ex?"

You peeked at the device, and your heart dropped along with your mood.

What the fuck?

That is your only reaction at the photo posted on Seonghwa's instagram because it hasn't been a month, and here he is, with a girl that he's being lovey-dovey with.

A girl.. a familiar one.

"That fucker." you uttered menacingly, your fists tightly clenched on your lap as your friends worriedly glanced at you.

Isn't that the one you asked him about? The fucking girl that was lingering around him all the damn time like a wretched fly. He told she's nothing but a co-worker.

Sure. Kissing your co-worker on the cheeksin a field of maple trees is very professional, isn't it?

You are not sure what to feel. He broke up with you so he could date that girl, it seems.

Should you be thankful? Or should you curse him until he dies?

Either way, now that you're thinking about it, maybe he really didn't fall out of love with you, just that he found someone that he loves more. There was no proof, but there was evidence of his upcoming betrayal.

The way he was always on his phone, and maybe, all the things he had done for you before were nothing but distractions so you wouldn't notice what he was doing behind your back.

A lady's gut never lies, yet you choose to ignore it, and this is what you get.

You laughed yet the tears dripping down your cheeks is the complete opposite of your actions.

Not once did you hear him apologize during the argument about the break-up, and my god, did you hate him so much for entering your life like a storm and leaving such a mess behind.

Park Seonghwa is no cheater, but he is a raging traitor.

Then again, no one is at fault here but you, as you should've seen this coming. You should've been alert, using your rationality instead of your useless heart, and now you're paying the price for his treason.

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[thatstonedwriter]

⋆｡「 Affection Prompt 3 」⋆˚

◉ Sinopsis; Buying them something unrequested because it made you think of them

◉ Feat; poly Stolitz, M&M, Fizzarolli

── ˙•˚∘✮🌙ᯓ🪐˙•˚∘ ──

Busy days for you were always the worst. Work, chores, errands- it all just meant you had to decline the invitation to the mall your partner(s) extended to you. Fortunately, while they're out, they find something that will hopefully cheer you up- and be a nice reward for your hard work.

Of course, it was Stolas' idea to take you and Blitzø to go out shopping. To their dismay, you had housework and errands to catch up on. Stolas insisted you join them and worry about the work later, but you assured him that you had no problem with the two going to the mall without you.

For a couple hours, the two navigated the labyrinth of stores and although Stolas and Blitzø were having fun together, your presence was missed very much. Throughout the day, they would catch sight of little things that reminded them of you. A plush here, some wall art there... and as much as Stolas wants to, he knows buying everything that reminded him of you maybe wasn’t the most viable option. Blitzø, on the other hand, is way more eager to spend. Instead of extravagant gifts, Blitzø settles on little knick-knacks that make him think of you. Maybe a few buttons or keychains, a cheap figurine- something along those lines. Stolas eventually settles on a jumbo-sized version of a plush you’d pointed out to him a while back.

Back at your apartment, you hear the screeching of tires coming into the lot. Ah. Must be Blitzø. Not long after, a loud, rapid succession of knocks paired with an annoyed “let us in” (and a quieter “Patience, darling”) at the other side of your door.

┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　°

As disappointed Moxxie and Millie were that you couldn’t join them in going to the mall, they knew it was important to give you space to finish work and have some quality time for yourself. Of course, if you hadn’t insisted you needed the alone time to focus on your assignments, they wouldve just stayed with you.

While Moxxie and Millie were at the mall, they agreed to find a gift or two- seeing as you were working so hard, it only made sense you deserved a little something. Most of their time was spent at the food court, where they shared milkshakes. As is customary, Moxxie serenades Millie with a love song. Afterwards, as they’re wandering, Millie spots something- a blanket, hanging in one of the store windows. But it wasn’t just any blanket, no. It had a beautiful design with your favorite colors, and, Millie noted, it was quite large… perfect for all three of you to snuggle under.

When they arrived back at your shared space, Millie ran in, jumping onto you, while Moxxie hung back to close the door before joining in on a group hug. Safe to say, y’all made good use of that new blanket.

┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺ 　°

Fizzarolli had meant to surprise you with a fun date… unfortunately, his timing wasn’t the best- he’d unknowingly picked a day where you had to prepare a presentation for work. Because of Fizz’s… talent (of being a major distraction), you’d said you’d prefer if he gave you a few hours to yourself.

While somewhat dejected, Fizz understood- he was just so amazing, how could you not look at him? No big deal, he reasoned. He would take this time to treat you (and himself). While he’s at the mall, Fizz takes advantage of the massage chairs and pop-up boutiques. With freshly manicured nails and rejuvenated muscles, Fizz went off to your pay a visit to your favorite stores. It doesn't take him long to find something- well, multiple things. He decided on a new bag for you, and of course you have to put something in the bag. So he got self care supplies; face masks, nail polish, and a new spa headband.

Knowing you've had a busy day, Fizzarolli was hoping you'd be receptive to a self-care night. The relieved sigh and eager hug from you served as a pretty clear "yes."

After a long day, a surprise gift from your partner(s) was just what you needed.

── ˙•˚∘✮ 🔭๋࣭ᯓ🌙˙•˚∘ ──

[ghostiequill]

Mihawk x Librarian Part 2

Since some people requested it (AHHH oh my gosh thank you for all the love <3) here's a part two :3

You’ve learned overtime how exceedingly romantic Dracule Mihawk can be

He would place his heart into your hands and do the embarrassing couple things without flinching. You want matching bright pink keychains? Sure, he’ll even buy them for you. You want to feed him in public? His eyes linger on you as he slowly takes the spoon in his mouth. 

Mihawk made sure to show off in subtle ways, his dexterity in sword fighting transferred to gracefulness when he decided that right then was the perfect time to dance to the old record in your shop after hours. He would subtly show off his muscles when you helped restock large boxes of stock, knowing you secretly admired his strength

Just because he showed off doesn’t mean he couldn’t be a gentleman. Constantly opening doors for you or offering protection in the form of an arm ghosting on the small of your back when you were out wandering the town. 

He would collect little knick knacks for you every time he came to visit. Something small but it warmed your heart to think you were on his mind so much that he thought of you when he saw these objects as you thought of him when you saw them in your shop

He would send you letters, completely unnecessary when he had your number but Mihawk was an old fashioned lover. They would always start with “To my (your name)” a sense of possessiveness, but they would always end with “yours, Dracule Mihawk”. They would be about his daily life, obviously avoiding the more violent parts, but would wax poetic about the serene view of the sea or the bustling islands he visited that he would wish for you to be there with him

That didn’t mean he didn’t love teasing you as well

Moments where he would touch your back were met with your face turning to fire, he would notice and you could barely make out a smirk. Every time his touch would linger when he would hand you something he would insist to get for you or when he would compliment your abilities, whether it be bookkeeping or a particular idea he hadn't thought about before in a book just to see you stutter and smile

You loved to talk books with him. He was shockingly insightful to the depth of the shitty romance novels that only he and you seemed to see. You would both talk for hours about the deep connection between characters and the subtle exchanges between them that would make you go insane. It reminded you of someone else in real life.

“So, did you finally finish that book I recommended? You’ve only had it for forever” you whined to him

“Oh yes sorry, I was too busy actually doing my job unlike those who just read at theirs” you could almost see his amused face on the other line

You met with his ward when he would bring you to his castle for an at home dinner date. Perona would always try to steal you away to dress you up or gossip but Mihawk was always there to make sure you weren’t overwhelmed. With just a glance in his direction your eyes could communicate what you felt

The best part of being at his castle was when after supper he would gently grasp your hand and lead you into the forest. The gentle sounds of owls hooting and crickets chirping serenaded your walk to the clearing he always brought you to to gaze at the stars. Laying down a blanket and guiding your hand to lay down, he would point out the constellations and their stories to you, waxing poetic about stories of lovers who couldn’t bear to be apart, forever entwined in the embrace of the sky. You couldn’t help but imagine what that all consuming love would feel like

Mihawk was not one to give his heart lightly, which is why you felt so special to be in this moment with him. It was during one of these moments where you were both sitting up, gazing at the universe laid out before you when you turned towards Mihawk. He was already looking at you. With your previous partners you’ve never seen such softness and devotion, but with him-he made you feel like you were floating amongst the stars, the air sucked from your lungs as the background disappeared from your view.

He glanced down at your lips before slowly bringing a calloused hand to your jaw, a hand that could bring such destruction and death but was always so careful around you. You couldn't help but lean into its warmth.

His thumb brushed over your bottom lip. “May I?” he whispered, his voice barely audible against the drumming of your own heart. You somehow managed to gain back control of your body as you nodded furiously, before you could mentally curse yourself for looking so eager, as his lips meet yours. You feel a spark of electricity as your lips connect. It was like lightning had struck you. All powerful and all consuming. Your eyes widen before they close as you lean in closer, trying to meld your bodies into one.

His lips brush your forehead before he pulls away, his touch confident but gentle as he holds both your jaw and your heart in his hands. Beneath the canopy of the stars, he envelops you in his arms and it feels like every thought, every worry disappeared as long as you were with him

[sweatyracoon]

Skz With A Goth Friend/Partner! Reactions!

A/n: As a goth person, I really like this trope, but it’s extremely rare. Hope I don’t disappoint!

Summary: How they treat you as a person during their time with you.

Warnings: Language. I think that’s it. Enjoy! <3

Bangchan:

He treated you no different than he did anyone else. Underneath all of the makeup and accessories, you were human, too. He barely noticed it, honestly. He just saw you. He had that charm, making you fall for him. He bought you snacks and coffee, always being sure to also get you small goth keychains or charms for your bracelets. He didn’t mind it as much as strangers did.

When you first met him, it was by accident. You were auditioning at JYP, only to be turned down because you refused to abandon your style. Leaving, you ran into him, waiting to be judged with his gaze. Instead, you found a worried, warm gaze looking down at you, offering you a hand.

“Hey? You alright?”

Ever since then, you have been attached to his side. He became your support, and he was happy to claim that title. (#gothprotectorchan)

The first time he saw you without the makeup, he didn’t know who you were. And you let him reintroduced himself, and you finally told him, making him blush.

“Why would you do that, y/n!” He was so embarrassed. You reassured him that it didn’t bother you before you hugged him, getting ready to watch a movie.

Lee know:

He found it extremely attractive. He was all for people being real, and the way you presented yourself was screaming, ‘I am me, fuckers’.

He loved that he has never seen your bare face, because he knows that that isn’t your strongest version of you. If you could, he knew that you would tattoo your makeup permanently. He always stood by you, knowing the looks that you get. Fans even dared to ask him if you were his girlfriend, their faces disapproving, which upset him.

“What’s it matter if she Is? She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” He’d say before gazing at you with heart eyes.

He’d always stick up for you, and loved that you let him.

He also loved how feline your features were, the makeup only highlighting them more. You even had the attitude of one, making him smirk whenever you’d start chewing out one of his members for no reason.

He also loved the dramatic outfits. It made him feel the need to match you, making sure to look his best for you as you do for yourself.

Changbin:

He thought the look looked perfect on you, but preferred seeing your face without the makeup. He thought that the natural glow of your skin was gorgeous, but you assured him that with the makeup was when you were your true self.

He was your best friend because he was so supportive. He always made sure to get you things that reminded him of you, and your collection grew perhaps a bit too large.

Nearly everything reminded him of you.

You even tried battling him with rap and lost. A lot. But you didn’t mind. It was fun.

Whenever you walked past him, you made sure to point out how your healed boots made you taller than him, making him respond by stepping on the toe of your shoes, both of you laughing as Hyunjin watched the interaction with a confused expression.

You both had matching rings, black (of course), that you wore on your pinkies. He had never taken his off, even during performances. You took your off before bed, but putting it on was the first thing you did when you woke up.

Hyunjin:

When he first saw you, it was when he first debuted, not fully grown, and slightly awkward. The first thing he thought was, ‘fashion icon’. He saw how comfortable you were in your own skin, how your gaze pushed past the judgmental eyes glaring at you. He needed to befriend you immediately. Now, him being the king at Versace, he became a model alongside you after some convincing, and did duo shoots together.

He was known for being clingy when it came to you, and you both did everything together. He learned a lot fashion wise from you, and loved that you were still the same goth girl he met (hotter, now). Now, any picture he takes has you in it, whether it’s in the background, in the front, or not in the picture at least and he just tagged you.

You were his everything, and he even wants to be you. You were iconic. Your attitude towards the world was so different from his, and he loved that.

He would paint anything you asked for, no matter how disturbing, his mind not questioning it once. He loved and adored you, and would do anything to make you happy.

He even bought you a black rose bouquet, thinking of you when he saw them. Naturally, you loved them.

Han:

He would put a lot of focus on it, and even make jokes about it.

“Going to go brood at the edge of a swamp or something?”

“Jo Jo Siwa? Is that you?”

“Presenting…Emona Lisa!”

It didn’t bother you, though. You found it cute. He put a lot of focus on who you were, making sure people never forgot. He even went as far as to write a song about you, and the color of your soul. It touched your heart.

He would play with the fringe at some of your outfits when you sat next to each other, and loved to talk to you about your jewelry. You would even share at some points. He wore your cherry earrings for a performance, wanting you to see that he could be goth too (hA!). He wanted to show you that you and him were meant to be besties.

During sleepovers, he would see your bare face and call you beautiful, but commented that he liked you with the makeup, making your heart melt. You would paint each other’s nails, him asking you to paint his black. You even do goth makeup on him during those nights, both falling for the look on him.

“I’d fuck myself,” he said, making you choke on air before laughing your lungs out.

“Oh yeah? You into the goth scene, Han?”

“Yeah… I’m also into you,”

Felix:

He watched as danced alongside Minho. He challenged you to dance some difficult dances while wearing your dramatic outfit that had lots of tufts and fluff, but it didn’t stop you from accepting. You were the main dancer o your own group, so it was just natural to you, much to everyone’s surprise.

Felix over when you visited. You were a part of a pastel k-pop group, so you were an obvious contrast to your members. But it never seemed to bother you, which attracted him. He loved how confident you were, and how proud you seemed to be when explaining your style.

He jumped in next to you, dancing with you and Minho. You were all now just having a good time, forgetting about the stupid bet. You proved that it wasn’t difficult. When Minho asked how, all you said was,

“How can I struggle when I’m most comfortable?”

Felix fell in love with the snap of a finger, and in that moment, he was invested.

You both often got coffee together before head in to your respective dance rooms, often talking about childhood and how you got there. One of the things he asked about often was your style and other things related to it. He loved seeing you talking animatedly about something you loved, because it made him love it too.

One day he got shocked by his accidental confidence. You grabbed his hand, asking about one of his rings. He told you about it, and as you went to pull your hand back, he, instead, pulled it closer to his, interlocking his fingers with yours. You didn’t pull away. You walked together hand in hand until you finally had to split.

“Hey,” Felix said, gaining your attention. “Wanna hang later?”

Your eyes lit up.

“Always, Felix!”

Seungmin:

When you asked him to cover hard rock song, he halted his movements, looking at you. You had told him once that his voice would sound amazing in the rock genre, and he accepted the compliment. He didn’t expect you to request something.

So that night he stayed up recording his version of the song. Two days later it was ready, and he sent it to you through bubble.

He was right next to you. Instead of talking, he texted, embarrassed. He watched your expressions, and, unsurprisingly, there wasn’t any. He guessed it had to do with being goth, how you never expressed emotions on the outside. After it was finally done, you pulled the ear buds from your ears, turning to your best friend.

“That was fucking sick, Seungmin,” you told him, smiling. “Sure you don’t want to go solo? I’ll be your manager,” you joked, elbowing him.

His ears were hot, a clear sigh they were red. He looked away from your beautiful pale face, trying to compose himself before speaking. His voice cracked despite his attempt.

“Never going solo., but thanks. It was actually really fun. I’ve never done that with my voice,” he explained, rubbing his nape nervously.

“You did great, love. And thank you…you didn’t have to do this, you know?”

Before he could respond, you kissed him on the cheek, making him freeze.

“Would you be opposed to another request?”

Jeonjin:

You had known each other since childhood, so when your style started changing rapidly, he became confused. But it didn’t shock him. Your personality proved to match your new style well, and it was like he was seeing you for the first time. The true you.

He accepted it quickly, never questioning you once about it. He knew that this was who you were, and who you were meant to be.

He even used some of your fashion advice, just throwing in different colors. You two were so close that when he debuted, they offered you a staff position so you two would still be together. You accepted after hearing the proposal, Jeonjin ecstatic and happy. He couldn’t imagine being without you.

As the years went on, your style became more dramatic and seductive, heavier makeup that highlighted your features, and skintight clothes showing a bit of skin rather than baggy dark clothes. The same thing happened with Jeonjin. No longer the teenage baby bread, now muscular, sexy toast.

You two were the visual duo. He even made sure that some of your outfits matched, even if the colors were too dark for his personal taste, making your heart flutter. He was so thoughtful to you.

He even let you do his makeup for some of the performances, because he knew you knew how to do more than goth styles. You pointed his nails, and did a nightly skin routine too.

[mystverse]

CURRENTLY READING & TBR - SMAU : : NCT & SKZ

CONTROL ALT + LOVE : : @strrykais

being a girl in the world of gaming is hard, that's why you've kept your identity a secret. after years of intense grinding, you have earned the title of the strongest mage player in the non-professional server. gaining the attention of an esports team they extend an invitation for you to join as their mid-solo.

having to overcome the fear of being a girl in the male dominated field, you come to learn maybe defeating boys - or specifically a certain boy - is something you could get used to.

RENT-A-GIRLFRIEND.COM : : @jji-lee

maybe you should've deleted that stupid girlfriend rental website you made years ago. and maybe you should've ignored park jisung's very desperate request to pay for a fake girlfriend. but hey, it's easy money, not like you'll fall in love with him or anything... right?

basically, even though the rent-a-girlfriend site isn't actually in service... who would say no to $34 an hour and free dates with park jisung?

ROSES : : @nneteyamss

✰ .ᐟ summary: during your freshman year of college, you had a situationship with jaehyun. despite both falling for each other, issues got in the way, and jaehyun ghosted you. it's been 2 years since, and he never got over you, and he'd do almost anything to get you again... including writing a song to get your attention.

IN PERFECT SYNC : : @yutarot

synopsis: your dance college wasn’t the easiest to get into, let alone was it easy to stay. so what happens when your college decides they need to cut two of the dance teams from competing ever again, the ballet team and the hiphop team. will both teams get along in order to solve their connected issue, or will they fight to get their own team back to competing again? only you and hip-hop dance team captain, jeong jaehyun, can decide your teams fates. but there’s one problem, you hate each other.

or haechan accidentally sucks your blood, and drama ensues

(NOT SO) SECRET ADMIRER! : : @mrkified

huang renjun x fem!reader

never in a million years would you ever be bold enough to talk to your biology partner renjun outside of school — which is why you came up with the bright idea to leave sticky notes on his car to catch his attention

MATCH OUR HEARTS! : : @chenlesfavorite

being a love consultant is definitely a one of a kind job, but hey, all that matters is that you like it! even if that means hearing all sorts of stuff from your clients…

renjun, on the other hand, is a peaceful bakery owner… well, he was peaceful until he fell in love with this girl that visits the bakery almost every day! he’s liked her for a while but he can’t bring himself to confess and he doesn’t have the slightest clue about love… so his friends come up with the genius idea that he should go to a love consultant.

but falling for the love consultant was not on his list when he requested your help.

LOVE HURTS (LITERALLY) : : @wonbin-truther

Doctor! Renjun x reader

the first time yn ended in the ER, it was a complete accident the other times, however ... maybe there was a certain ER doctor on call who sparked the sudden visit. when Huang Renjun got his medical degree in emergency medicine, he didn't plan to use it just to treat the same girl who comes in with a new injury just to see him.

NIGHTWALKER : : @viasdreams

'No human blood' is an extremely grueling rule for Donghyuck to live by, his fledgling vampire urges, consuming his every thought. Some days, he finds himself struggling to hold onto his humanity, constantly fighting against his insatiable cravings. His human facade slips one night when he passes you, your bloody hand unknowingly guiding his monstrous actions.

CATCH THAT GOMDO! ᵔⰙᵔ : : @jungaji

synopsis: neo city zoo and aequarium have been fierce competitors for years, fighting to outshine each other. what would happen to the two attractions when you decide to pocket a cute bear keychain lying near the jellyfish display for yourself, blissfully unaware that it belongs to the infamous zoo-keeper lee haechan?

ZOOM, CLICK, PANIC ! - @jji-lee

virgin nerd!hyuck x camgirl!reader

with your platform growing, it's about time you get your own personal cameraman! you probably should've put in the job description that the position involved working with a camgirl... maybe then sweet virgin nerd lee donghyuck wouldn't have applied for the job. now he's stuck with you, but he's determined to make it work.

alternatively, hyuck is a photography nerd who needs money for new cameras and lenses, and you're a camgirl in desperate need of a cameraman.

RIDE OR DIE : : @yutarot

synopsis; you knew very little of jeno lee, but who did? he scared most people and hated the rest. so what happens when you accidentally walk in on him removing his race jacket, identifying him as the famous, faceless f1 driver you and everyone else know under the name samo. do you run around the college telling everyone of his secret? or do you take the opportunity to strike a deal with him, a deal which changes both of your lives, forever. a fake relationship.

EMPTY PROMISES : : @mrkified

all your friends told you that lee jeno wasn’t worth it, but you didn’t listen nor care. to you he was more than the ‘empty promises’ that your friends seemed to think he gave you.

LOVE ON THE (DANCE) FLOOR : : @v1si0n

SUMMARY: jeno was not thrilled about you joining his dance team, especially because he starts messing up every time you’re around. is it really his fault that he gets distracted by how good you look when you dance?

COMMUNITY : : @peacheeeliz

PARING ⤏ nonidol!mark x nonidol!fem reader

SYNOPSIS ⤏ mark, desperate to talk to the cute girl in his japanese class, forms a study group. who knew that other struggling college students might want to join a study group?

MARK LEE VS. THE WORLD : : @winwintea

PAIRING ↬ bassist!mark lee x fem!reader

SUMMARY ↬ mark has never wanted anything in his life. the lead bassist for 'dream on', unemployed, and quite literally a loser, mark expects he's hit rock bottom from here. that is until you, the girl of his dreams quite literally skates out of his dreams and into his life. mark has never wanted anything more. but is love really worth the emotional baggage when you have seven evil exes, who each possess superpowers and are intent on defeating him?

: MYST

[seramilla]

Some human AU they do a couple's Halloween costume as a angel and devil.

This is actually perfect. I'm gonna do you one better and make them match the official Chaggie keychains that just came out, with Sera being the devil and Carmilla the angel.

Carmilla finds the sexiest devil costume she can find for Sera, complete with thigh high fishnets, sexy heels, and slits up both sides of Sera's strapless dress.

They take the girls out trick or treating early, and by 8pm, the babysitter has arrived, and they're on their way to a costume party with some of the other rich parents at the girls' school. Carmilla wants to show off her hot new partner. Sera's embarrassed, but she goes anyway, not to be a spoil-sport. Carmilla spent so much money on their costumes.

But it's a double-edged sword, because for the entirety of the party, Carmilla can't keep her eyes off Sera. Can't stand to see her shyly mingling with the other parents, and starts to have second thoughts about letting them see Sera looking so sexy and perplexed, trying her absolute best to get along with Carmilla's friends, even though she is so much out of her element.

Carmilla pretends to be tired. She's so sorry, but it's been a long day, and the girls kept them out for 2 hours trick or treating! She and Sera dip out of the party by 10:30 that evening. But as soon as they get home, Carmilla pays the babysitter extra to leave early.

She can't get that devil costume off Sera fast enough! She might even have ripped it a little bit, in her haste to get it off.

They won't be getting that much sleep that night, after all.

[poppurini]

FIVE LOVE LANGUAGES ：with lilia ヾ( ˃o˂ )◞

note. doing all five for this man bc i’m greedy

wc. 1566﹐gn!reader mostly but fem!reader in one small part of a section ig? in giving gifts!

giving gifts — for some people, receiving / giving a heartfelt gift is what makes them feel most loved.

this one’s a given! he loves travelling, so he’ll definitely bring you lots and lots of souvenirs. i feel like lilia’s definitely the kind to give you rings / bracelets / necklaces stored with the sand from the beach you two went to or something similar teehee. the kind to randomly gift you something even when there’s no special occasion. “this reminds me of you” kind of bf <3 definitely remembers the things you like / your preferences to make you even happier!

i also think lilia would gift you handmade crafts! the moment he finds out there are such creative ways to express one’s love to another? oh boy, he’s purchasing all the colour papers, glue sticks, popsicle sticks, whatever! yknow those diy cube thingies that could be opened and pictures are stuck to each and every side? yeah those. he’ll definitely make it colourful and sparkly! maybe even a little messy / some errors here and there but it’s just so lilia to do that, one look at it and people can guess who it’s from. it’s definitely much more endearing than picture-perfect ones.

flowers flowers flowers! he never forgets them. you might even need to remind him that you’ve ran out of vases! i’ve said this so many times in my lilia posts but i will die on this hill he gives you flowers native to briar valley, his homeland. not to mention the scented letters written in perfect cursive? the poems? just him spilling out all his love for you on ink? search for the meaning of those flowers and you’ll run into his arms crying and peppering his face with kisses, swear.

also loves matching with you! matching keychains, bracelets, necklaces, anklets, phone cases, rings (wink), pretty much everything. will buy “she’s my queen” “he’s my king” neon coloured couple t-shirts, ironically or not it’s up to your sanity. he’ll also give you rocks he finds cool looking he’s so stupid (i want to exchange vows with him)

acts of service — for these people, actions speak louder than words. these are nice things you do for your partner that make them feel loved and appreciated.

he likes doing things for you. trouble with homework? let him help! going somewhere? let him fly you! oh, your laundry’s piling up…let him play his favourite horror movie on the tv first! wanna take a drink but too lazy to get up from the bed? fine, fine, but you gotta give him a kiss as a reward later, kay? even though he could just use magic to float it towards you, he just wants an excuse to steal kisses.

definitely offers to cook but who would want that. so he’ll try his best to assist you in the kitchen upon your orders! no five tablespoons of salt or frog slime in the soup? tsk. he does dishes most of the time since he’s not allowed to cook in your kitchen anymore :(

this sounds so unserious but it gets me on my knees. he orders food / inquires concerns—“they asked for no pickles” that kind—for you if you’re too scared or shy to do it. no i will not elaborate further. also very casually swipes a few tissues, grabs your jaw gently and wipes the crumbs at the corner of your mouth while continue to hum to your words. if you complain about how you were planning on doing it yourself later he just chuckles and gives your cheek a teasing pat. oh, just let him take care of you, would you? he doesn’t mind, you just keep taking about your day and tell him about the kitten you saw. taking care of others is one of his best feats!

quality time — this is all about giving the other person your undivided attention. they feel loved if you are present and focused on them when you are together.

he will always, and i mean always, make time for you. he’s already old and gets a wild card to do whatever he wants in his life so ofc he’d want to spend it all on you! especially if he had no choice but to put you second hundreds of years ago back when he had royal duties (if you guys are already together then) he’ll definitely make it up to you now.

i feel like lilia is HEAVY on quality time due to his race as a fae and former general status, he knows far too well how fleeting time can be and how much you could lose from it, so he really appreciates time with you no matter how it’s spent. even lazing on the couch and having simple cuddles would be enough to make his old heart melt! him lying stomach down in between your legs and resting his cheek on your stomach; just wrapping his arms around your figure and snuggling in, he’ll groan like he’s getting a professional full body massage when you play with his hair / massage his scalp.

but of course he still wishes to travel around the globe with you, his darling love. just think of the amount of things you two are going to experience! witnessing new cultures and sights, the inevitable small arguments during vacations, sliding the curtains open fully at the break of dawn to let the sun shine on your sleepy figure and hearing your groggy groans, catching the pillow you throw at him, they’ve got lilia’s heart thumping loudly in its cage.

psst, as a bonus, tell him you want attention while he’s gaming and he’ll immediately log out for you <3 eh, he can tackle this raid later. sorry user gloomurai!

words of affirmation — this language uses words to affirm other people. it’s about expressing affection through spoken words, praise, or appreciation.

SCREAMS TILL MY VOCAL CHORDS BREAK he has no qualms repeating his affection and admiration for you, especially if you’re someone who constantly craves it; he’ll gladly remind you every minute of the day. lilia would cradle you in his arms, humming a calm tune while caressing your skin and pressing chaste kisses to your forehead / hair every now and then.

pats your head reassuringly and lets you bury yourself into his shoulder / chest if you’re feeling particularly clingy that day; telling you how pretty you are, how cute you are, how your silly little jokes and laughs got him feeling like a schoolboy in love—“you know, like those, what do you call it? shoujo mangas?”—and how you got this legendary former war general completely wrapped around your finger.

i think there’s something so beautiful about one accepting your flaws and aiding you to solve the problem if it’s possible instead of just brushing you off by singing false praises…and that’s what my interpretation of lilia is. what’s that? you feel bad for being a “burden” and not good enough for him? nonsense. he loves you with his entire heart and soul, that also includes loving your flaws and helping you through it.

now, that doesn’t mean he thinks you’re a burden or unworthy of him, but he’ll find the root of the problem together with you to know why you feel this way so he could truly help you through it and make you feel better about yourself, it’s what you deserve. it really aches the man’s heart to hear you speak of yourself so negatively when all he thinks of you is everything good and butterflies in his stomach.

physical touch — to this person, nothing speaks more deeply than appropriate physical touch. they feel love through physical affection.

lilia loves having an arm around your waist, caressing it gently with his thumb while he nods and listens attentively to you talk about your day. he’ll gently brush a stray strand of hair out of the way or tuck it behind your ear to get a better view of your— what, you look better with your hair framing your face? wrong! you look good whenever and right now he wants to admire your pretty face with no obstacles in the way.

his hand, although small, is firm and heavy against yours. absolutely loves intertwining your fingers together and rubbing his thumb on your skin, he’ll kiss the inside of your wrist while looking into your eyes with a warm gaze, always the romantic.

one of the things that makes him absolutely go weak is you sitting on his lap!! probably likes you straddling him most because he gets to be closest with you that way. it isn’t even about being sensual he just adores holding your body close against his, melting into each other’s warm and secure embrace with no care in the world.

when you’re in this position, you’ll find him speaking in a softer tone, perhaps even a little deeper than his usual voice (see: general lilia times). maybe he’s doing it on purpose because he knows it flusters you or maybe he just feels safe and allows himself to be vulnerable around you. he’ll do reassuring caresses on your thighs, waist, or both; drawing random patterns and sometimes even telling you to guess them with a small chuckle.

he’s always holding you with such tender love and care it undoubtedly makes you melt each and every time, and he’s not even trying. his hold just harbours such genuine love and affection for you, it’s another way of exposing his feelings bare to you if he wasn’t speaking up about it already. he’d love to touch you at all times if possible, it’s a solid reminder that you’re still here, with him.

he cups your cheek benevolently with one hand, caressing the heated skin and giving chaste kisses to those lips he’s addicted to, murmuring promises and affection that holds true while the other hand wraps reassuringly, tightly, perhaps even desperately around your waist, he’s not going anywhere and neither are you.

written and posted by millie. copying, reposting, rewriting, or uploading on other platforms are strictly prohibited.

[mellowmistt]

Valentines-Chris Sturniolo

Summary: It is Chris and your's first valentines day as a couple, after a long day of work, you recieves a call from chris explaining that he had made big plans for the evening..

Warnings: ✨freaky✨; fluff; smut; established relationship; swearing;oral (m receiving);unprotected sex;NO use of y/n

A/N: This is kinda long but stick around, it’s worth it :) I know I usually say I don’t overuse names such as baby, but I did use it a lot in this story as it was just fitting. Okay enjoy, feel free to comment requests <3

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"Have fun tonighttt!" I say to my colleaugue Jess, who had been babling all day about her romantic evening with her boyfriend. She kept asking me what Chris was planning for me, but he hadn't said anything except his usual 'Morning, how are you princess?' morning text. He probably just thinks valentines is overrated, why have a day designated to spending time with your partner when you have every day with them. I sorta feel that way too to be completely honest, growing up it would always confuse me why everyone would get so fluttered about February 14th, and how they don't have a valentine. Whatever.

I left the boutique and headed towards my mini across the street. I was about a mile away from my apartment complex when an incoming call alert showed on the car screen, it was Chris.

"Hey babe whatsup?" I ask.

"Hey beautiful, you're on your way back from work now right? i'll be there in ten" he says

"Oh okay, i'm about a minute away now, i've missed you!" I exclaim with a soft smile.

"I’ve missed you more, which is why i have a big night planned for us."

"Huh?" I reply.

"You'll see." He says, in a playful tone. "See you in a minute gorgeous"

"Alright bye, love you" I say as i click off the call. I pondered what he might've planned as I pulled into my parking spot.

As I reached the corridor of my apartment, I was met by Chris, who was already stood outside my door waiting for me. He had a red balloon with a bouquet of red roses, with a black gift bag. I smiled cheesily as i approached him.

"Happy valentines" He says , grinning as he pulls me in for a kiss.

"Oh my gosh you really went all out," I exclaim in excitement, eyeing the roses. There were 3 pink ones in the middle of the bouquet shaped like a heart. He knew i loved pink roses.

"I might have something for you too, inside" i say with a smirk.

"What is it?" He says excitedly, his eyes lighting up like a kid recieving a birthday gift.

I smile and unlock the door, we were immediatly greeted by my two cats, Mimi and Wes, who were demanding food through their rushed meows.

"Hey little babies!" Chris says in a high pitched voice that everyone has when they talk to animals. Chris adored Mimi and Wes, and sometimes I think they love him more than they love me. As Chris was distracted with them, I hurry to the kitchen where I left his gifts. I glided back into the living room where Chris was sat cuddling the cats.

"Eeeee okay open your gifts!" I say, handing him a gift bag and small white box. He opened the bag and pulled out a black prada wallet, along with a keychain with our names on.

"Oh wow thank you so much baby I love these!" He exclaims, examining the keychain. I grabbed the box and opened it for him, inside were twelve cupcakes with vanilla frosting decorated with red hearts.

"Did you make these?" He asks.

"Mhmm" I say through a smile.

"Wow, they look almost as yummy as you" He says with a grin.

"Alright gimme that bag" I laugh, pointing towards the black gift back he brought with him. He excitedly placed it onto my lap, watching my eyes,awaiting my reaction.

I untied the bow to find a black chanel bag, alongside a small black box which had 'Vivienne Westwood' engraved on it. I reached for them both, admiring the bag before I opened the box.

"Oh wow, Chris this is perfect thank you so much!" I exclaim. I open the box to find a pair of the vivienne westwood earrings, the same ones that Chris has.

"We can match now" He says.

I look into his eyes smiling as we leaned in to kiss eachother. I've missed him. This whole week has felt like a month, and seeing him just completes me, and makes me forget about everything that has happened in the day beforehand. We are interupted by the cries of Mimi and Wes again, and i get up to feed them.

"Okay so I booked a table for us at Boa for seven thirty" Chris says as I place the cat bowls onto the floor.

"Ooh okay baby, I can't wait" I reply. I walk back over to the couch to check the time 17:37.

"Okay i'm gonna go shower and start getting ready" I say, giving him a small kiss again, and as I stand him he double taps my ass.

"Ohh do that again, I like it rough!" I joke, imitating a seductive voice, knowing this will trigger a reaction from him.

"Ohhhh-kaaayyy" He says through his giggles, his hands came up to his eyes pretending to rub them. I laugh and then head to the bathroom.

I stand under the warm downpour, my head up and eyes closed, warming up in the water. Suddenly I feel hands grab each side of my waist,causing me to gasp, followed by a kiss on the back of my left shoulder.

"You scared the shit outta me!" I say turning around, smiling at the sight of Chris.

"Sorry, I just missed you so much" He says pulling me in to him, our arms were now wrapped around each other's backs.

"Oh yeah?" I say as I leaned in to connect his lips with mine, our tongues interlock. After a few moments, I feel his hard-on touch my leg. I reach one hand down to tease him, gently rubbing my fingers around his tip. I see him start to squint, and then he smiles and looks into my eyes with lust. He moves his hands down to my ass and picks me up, I wrap my legs around his waist as he places me against the wall. My hands pulling on his shoulders for support as I pull myslef up slightly and ease myself onto him. I slowly move down, causing us both to let out a gasp. We connect our mouths again as the movements of our hips begin to speed up.

"Holy shit" He whispers softly between letting out silent moans. My breaths were becoming deeper and louder as he grazed my g-spot.

"Yes..right there...fuck" I whisper desperately just before a moan escapes my mouth. I repositioned my hands, almost digging my nails into his back as I felt my climax approaching.

"I'm so close" He whispers, his voice wavering through his breaths. The sounds of my body slamming against the wall was just barely masked by the sound of the shower. My legs tensed up around him as I felt the euphoric sensation burst through my core, making me release a loud, pornographic moan. My legs started to shake, sending vibrations around his back as he finished. Our hips slowed down whilst we regained our breath.

We finished cleaning up, and went to my bedroom to get dressed. I decided on my deep red satin minidress with a red laced bra and thong set. Chris dressed in black straight leg cargo pants with a black button down long sleeve shirt. He grabbed a speaker from his backpack and put on a playlist whilst we were getting ready. The time was now half six, just enough time to do my hair and makeup as the restaurant was only a five minute walk from my apartment complex.

I did a warm bronze look on my eyes, with a small wing liner, mascara, blush and bronzer with a bold red lip to finish it off. I took the rollers out of my hair which allowed it to bounce down into a fresh blowout. I put my new earrings Chris gifted me in, along with a small silver necklace. Chris, who was of course already ready, was sat on the bad admiring me as I spray on perfume.

“Wow you look unreal” he says.

I turned around and smile, then blowing him a kiss. I put on a pair of black kitten heels and grab my new bag before taking Chris’s hand and leaving for the restaurant.

We had finished our meals, and on our last drink before deciding to leave. Chris reached for my hand again as we left the restaurant, giving me a small kiss on the cheek.

“What movie do you watch when we get back?” Chris asks.

“Hmm, I don’t know maybe a romcom… what about the notebook!” I say excitedly, it was one of my favourite movies, and I knew Chris hadn’t watched it before. But he would give in, he wouldn’t say no to me, not tonight.

“Alright you got it” he replies.

We finally get back to the apartment and as I unlock the door, Chris scoops me up and carries me inside, kicking the door shut and turning to lock it. He carries me to the bedroom and drops me onto the bed. I let out a soft giggle, slightly blushing. He lowers down and unstraps my heels, tossing them on the floor. He then crawls up my body, lifting up my dress, revealing my crimson underwear. I use my arms for support as I lift my head to watch him.He traces his fingers over the underwear, teasing, starting to brush against my clit area.

After a moment, he climbs higher up my body, reaching my neck and starts planting kisses all over, with the occasional bite. I lean my head back as I indulge his marks. He moves a strand of hair out of my face and kisses my red lips. Pulling on my shoulders he moves me up so we are both now sitting, still interlocked to each other’s mouths. He wraps his hands around my shoulders again and starts to unzip my dress. As his hands reach my lower back, he rolls me on top of him, laying down to pull the dress all the way off. I use this opportunity to tease him. I unbutton his shirt, leaving kisses as I travel down his torso until I reach his belt. I place one hand over his crotch area, rubbing against it whilst I unbuckle and unzip his pants with my other hand. I feel him pulsate under me, I watch his eyes as they are locked onto mine, watching his reactions to my stimulation. After sliding his pants down, I attatch my tongue to his tip, dancing circles around it, eventually my whole mouth glides down onto him, using a hand to tease the lower parts.

“Oh fuck” Chris whispers. I watched through my movements his mouth drops, eyes squinting. I keep going, gradually speeding up until he releases, since my mouth was facing down the liquid just dribbled back down onto him. He sits up after regaining control of his breathing. I rip off his shirt as he starts to toy with the straps of my thong.

“Let me make you feel good again” He says quietly.

“Okay” I say as he kisses me, before flipping so I’m on all fours. He rips down my thong and I straighten my arms, laying as low as possible so he can enter me with ease. With help of the lubrication from his recent climax, he glides into my entrance, holding onto my waist as he starts the pump against my body.

“Fuck Chris!” I say, struggling through my deep exhales. Moans left my mouth quicker this time, and I could hear his breathing get louder and increase as he nears his second orgasm. I felt the knot of pleasure tighten up in my core again as he slammed into me. The uncontrollable moans leaving my mouth getting louder. He leans forward and cups his hands over my bra as we both finish once more. He pulls out and we both lay on our backs, gasping.

“I love you” Chris whispers, kissing the side of my head.

“I love you, tonight was amazing, thank you baby” I reply.

I get dressed into my hot pink Victoria’s Secret pajama set, Chris changes into blue plaid pants and a white tee shirt. I run to the kitchen and grab the box of cupcakes I made as Chris turns on Netflix.

“I brought dessert” I say, climbing into bed.

“Mmm, come here beautiful” Chris replies, taking the box as he pulls me next to him. I rest my head on his shoulder and he grabs us a cupcake each, kissing my head before eating.

We lay there for the rest of the night, eventually falling asleep in each other’s arms.

[dawnbreakerluna]

Fluffy Johnny hcs I beg 🙏🏻🙏🏻

I LOVE THIS SONG!

if his partner for some reason can’t join him on a road trip, he makes it a priority above all to get them a souevnir. a little keychain or so, since they insist on johnny not getting anything too lavish.

“i don’t want you breaking your wallet for me. you spoil me enough as is.” “it ain’t enough, darlin’.”

i believe this man is a decent chef — but decent turns to good to questionably excellent in a mere manner of time. he’s so eager to please and only wants the best for his partner. he understands he can’t have everything 100% perfect all the time but he struggles with it (he’s trying).

“whadd’ya think?” he asks, as you take a spoonful of the stir-fry into your mouth. you chew for a couple moments, contemplating the taste. you tell him, “it’s a good start, though a bit salty—” he’s quick to snatch some of the seasonings, pouring a little bit of here and there into your plate, mixing it around. “try it now,” he encourages. you can’t help but indulge, smiling at the gesture.

he’s protective, not overprotective, he claims. when he’s out in public with his partner and he catches someone ogling, he’s quick to block while giving the most cold, hardened stare. if looks could kill, johnny’s definitely would. (he quite literally kills already.)

“i’m perfectly fine, y’know. i can hold my own,” you squeeze johnny’s hand as you look through the records. “i know that… i just couldn’t stand the way he was lookin’ atcha.” johnny presses a kiss to your temple, “y’know i’d never act up unless you say so.”

[bwabys-scenarios]

Hi hi it’s your favorite sleepy fic advisor/Kurapika stan!!! I’m playing hooky to go to the lake today fuck a minimum wage job in a capitalistic hell world heehoo

What do you think Kurapika’s love language(s) is/are? He’s a thoughtful dude, so I feel like gift giving is his time to shine, but at the same time acts of service when you’re overworking yourself- ugh he’s such a sweetheart lich rally the perfect man 😫💗

My own bf just snagged me a record player at a garage sale yesterday after years of having his own record collection and begging me to start one as well. The first thing I did was order Hozier’s new album. I could see Kurapika doing something similar, especially with how they both share an mbti type :’) cozy nights spent listening to vinyl music. He gets a gift that you’d love, not expect, and could enjoy for a long time together. He checks off the Perfect Gift Trifecta every time.

I’m all over the place here, it’s earlier than I normally wake up and my ADHD meds haven’t quite kicked in yet I apologize. Brainstorming with you and helping on Fixer Upper has been the highlight of my summer, seeing ideas we collaborate on come to life in real time is just *chefs kiss*

I gotta pack my bags now before I go but just thought I’d drop in here, pet the cats for me and hang in there, the weather will cool down soon enough!

-K.A.

How Kurapika shows his love:

Acts of service

Kurapika hasn’t always been there for you when you really needed him, meaning now that he is, he would do next to anything for you. He’ll run to the store to grab your favorite snacks when you aren’t feeling well, gently massages all your sore spots, accompanies you on shopping trips.

He wants to do things for you, even if it’s as simple as opening a jar of pickles, he feels so in love when he’s able to do little things that are of service to you.

Gift Giving

Kurapika is a gift giver, through and through. He has trouble holding himself back from buying every little thing that reminds him of you. That keychain with your favorite character on it, those shoes that would go nice with your favorite dress, and flowers of all kinds.

He also enjoys making you gifts, mostly consisting of clothing. He’s really good at sewing, and you taught him to knit, so he’s always making you new dresses that fit you perfectly. He’s weak for a good sundress, and when you’re wearing something he made you it’s hard for him to keep his hands to himself.

Words of Affirmation

Kurapika wants you to know how much he adores you, so compliments and little words of adoration are commonplace in your shared home.

It’s like he can’t go one second without telling you how amazing you are, and how in love with you he is. You’re his angel, his princess, the love of his life. He’ll plant kisses on your neck as he coos about how beautiful you are.

What he wants from his partner:

Physical Touch

As I’ve said before, Kurapika is TOUCH STARVED!! Before you, he hadn’t been held by another person since he was a child, so once he gets a taste of your touch he craves it.

His favorite thing is to lay his head in your lap, face buried in your tummy as you run your fingers through his hair. Kurapika could stay like this forever if you let him.

When he gets you pregnant, all he wants is to nuzzle against your baby bump, leaving kisses against your skin. He loves you so much!

He also enjoys just being held in your arms, with you rubbing soothing circles into his back. Kurapika can be a bit of a clinger once he gets comfortable around you, so he prepared!

Quality Time

Once Kurapika comes around to his feelings for you, all he wants is to spend more and more time with you. He needs you to hold him, to want to do fun things with HIM!

His favorite thing is when you have him sit at the kitchen table while you bake, feeding him bits of frosting or jam. He also likes cuddling up with you on the couch, watching some random movie. He enjoys accompanying anywhere you wish to go, as long as he gets to spend time with you he’s happy!

Words of Affirmation

It may not seem like it, but Kurapika is actually pretty insecure about his body. He struggles with believing you’re attracted to him, even if you’re always heating up when he’s around you.

Praise him, tell him how pretty and handsome he is. He needs to know you find him attractive. There are many other men in your life that he thinks look way better than him, so reassure him that he’s the only one for you. It makes him swoon!

[kittyplushy]

Dough

Gayass minific...takes place a few weeks after they become a couple. Short and sweet and fluffy.

A lil bit of a content warning bc of body talk- some parts are suggestive but nothing comes out of it or is taken far but I just wanted something positive after a triggering couple of posts I saw doomscrolling.

Julianne looked down to the ground trying to keep her composture. She stood frozen trying to make herself look well mannered. It was somewhat unsettling that the relaxed and typically chatty cat was acting all obsequious around someone she should be all familiar with, yet she's suddenly decided to mask herself, looking like a still doll outside her apartment doors. She had a reason to be so well-behaved though, didn't she? Her paws played with the zipper of her backpack and keychains. Nervously anticipating another instruction...

"Hey, why are you just standing there? You can head to my room now."

The feline looked up, melting and quivering at the attention of her girlfriend. Sam gave her a small, satisfied smile as she lifted the backpack out of their arms. Julianne shook her body a bit to shake away the artificial tension. You're being ridiculous..

"I really liked that fried pork you made. Maybe I should let you stay here more often and ask you to cook..."

"I'd love to if I had more time.." Julianne chirped after being mute for so long.

"Well, I think that would be even more possible now that..hey, what's wrong?"

Julianne's feet seemed to be stuck on the floor. Sam gently let go of her arm to check on her expression. She was sweating bullets and flushed red. Her eyes were wide open with her lips slightly parted.

"Don't you wanna see the surprise upstairs?"

"Sam..uh..my heart is beating so so so so faaast." Julianne managed to mimic her own speaking pattern artificially. She nervously grins. Sam just chuckles in amusement. It was like seeing a machine short-circuit in front of you.

"I'm not gonna eat you. Unless you want to do something-"

"Not yet!! Not yet but..I..I'm just a bit shy about something."

Julianne finally took a few steps forward. She skittled her way upstairs behind the taller woman and tailed into her room. The bedroom was at the 2nd floor of the home in a modest looking space only occupied by a few cabinets, a book shelf, a vanity desk and stool, and what appeared to be a large bed held up by a metal frame.

"Ta-da! What's to be so shy about? The bed can support us both." The bear further teased her, "Or should I say beds? I just bought another frame and mattress to connect to my own bed. So you can sleep here with me instead of the couch."

Still, her heart couldn't stop pounding so fast. She brushed her fingers against the sheets, smiling slightly as she observed the little violets printed on the cotton. The moon lit the room in a gentle blue hue. It was dark enough to calm her nerves but bright enough for her to see each of their features in full bloom. Julianne took the backpack laid against one of the cabinets and looked for her toiletries. She took out her toothbrush and paste as well as the nightgown she packed. She followed the light outside the room to join her girlfriend in the bathroom clean up.

Moments later, Julianne sat on the edge of the bed, shyly observing her partner preparing to get to bed. Her eyes looked right into the mirror of the dresser door to make sure Sam wouldn't notice her peeking. She turns away, eyes only observing from a limiting frame her pick a blue pair of pajamas. She sets the clothes aside and proceeds to unbutton her blouse. Every movement punctuated with care that within a few folds, her shirt was neatly stacked into a basket near the door. Julianne could feel her heart pound faster as her eyes traced her body. She was perfect. Her arms were soft and toned, defined with experience and scars. Julianne's eyes shyly lidded looking at her bare torso wondering how she looked so soft and tough at the same time. An angelic androgynous form was the only justifiable definition she could muster but it was nowhere close to what she was seeing. Her coat was smooth, glistening under the moonlight where the brightness touched. So lost in her thoughts was the feline, she didn't register she was locking eyes with her partner. Not that she needed to worry though. Sam was savoring each gentle glance and deep stare. Julianne falters but turns back around to face her from across the room.

"It's fine. You can still look."

"S-sorry."

Sam tosses a large comforter over to the bed, landing it perfectly on her side. Julianne giggles, amused but unsurprised by how intricate she is even with a careless move like so. Her breath gets heavier and hotter when she feels the bigger woman sit down next to her. Her large hands sit on top of her paws and her fingers crawl to the nightgown on her lap.

"Aren't you gonna change?" Her voice was as low as the air.

"Yeah, I will..Let me just..uhm.."

"I'll help ya change. Come here." The bear wrapped an arm around Julianne's waist, "Sit on my lap."

Julianne instinctually sucked her stomach in and attempted the same technique on her hips to no avail, only tightening and heightening her chest. Sam notices and continues to pull her closer to her lap while her other hand takes the burgundy dress. It is a short red dress made of cotton with a bow ribbon at the back.

"That won't do. Hey, why have you been acting like that?" Although Sam could definitely tell why she was acting so timid, she was still clawing for an answer from the reclusive cat.

Like her, her eyes travelled up and down her soft features. They just looked so warm and inviting. Her cheeks were plump and full, drawing attention to her eyes when she smiles or laughs. Her body looked like many figurines of Venus: sweet and full and satisfied. Her thighs squashed when she sat reminded her of loaves of sourdough. She looked so comically sweet. Julianne finally looked back up and shrugged.

"I dunno..nerves..I guess. I'm not sure how you'd feel about my body though too so I'm a bit..nervous is all I'm saying. Yeah." She awkwardly laughed. Suddenly, Julianne meowed when she was lifted up and placed on Sam's lap. She froze up again feeling a hand gently trace up and down her spine.

"Such a skitty kitty. Let me help you wear this. Also don't worry about me thinking anything else about your body. It's yours, not mine."

Julianne relaxed, nodding still cautiously when she bumped her muzzle on the top of her head like a cat.

"That doesn't mean I don't like it..in fact.."

She lifts up slowly her pink shirt. Julianne's soft tummy and skin slowly peeks out and rests on her lap. Sam lets go of the fabric right below her breasts. Julianne's torso lacks any spotting or pattern save for the orange heart shaped mark on her stomach which extends below. The two both nervously look down, wondering what to do next. Julianne purses her lips and nods, allowing whatever her girlfriend is thinking to happen next.

"Mmh!" Julianne exclaims feeling Sam press her wrist gently on her stomach. Then a finger, two fingers follow to knead against the soft skin, careful to not be so forceful. Then a whole hand comes to squish her soft sides and pinch lightly all the soft exposed skin. The cat begins to involuntarily purr, enjoying the touches and the wordless teasing on her body.

"Sorry. I can't help myself." She growls, "You feel like milk bread. Like light loaf..like dough.."

Julianne couldn't help but laugh. Those were such apt descriptions. If she could only describe her body as sweetly and easily as her favorite things..

"You think so?" Her voice couldn't hiccup any thanks just yet.

"You look like you're full of cheese, fish, bread, and wine."

"Mostly bread and cheese, haha"

Her cheeks were cupped and she felt her face brought upwards to be suddenly kissed. As soon as she was let go, the rest of her shirt seemed like it had slipped off. Julianne's body suddenly couldn't decide whether it wanted to be solid or liquid. She just sat there smiling and giggling. Her body became a bit more obedient to the gestures, taking off her shorts and sliding in her nightgown with ease. The dress wrapped around her nicely. It defined her soft sides and stomach.

"You're so cute, you know?" Sam whispered as her knuckle dragged across the curve of the cat's body. Julianne was back to her giggly little self.

"I guess so!"

"You remind me of a doll I used to have. My dad got me a lamb doll that wore a little dress like this and my mom made a few more that I could change her into."

Julianne wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's shoulder. She pressed her cheek against Sam's and she swore she felt it getting hotter. Her crimped ears looked like they had a shade of red lightly brushed onto them.

"Teddy..that's so sweet to hear from you especially. From a really pretty girl like you."

"Aww, don't call me pretty."

They rolled into the now bigger bed together, adjusting into their new positions, pinkies intertwined. Julianne smiled like she normally did yet her heart was still beating..so so so so fast.

[aayakashii]

Part 2 of the title ideas I came up with!!!

I’m open to falling from grace

- I really like the idea of this being Jin, Leo, or Romeo. Like people who are attached to their image or power, who equate it with who they are as people. But realizing that they would give it all up for MC, if she truly needed them to. They know she would never ever ask that of them, which makes her that much more deserving of it. Maybe something happens where people are attacking her character/her worth to stand next to them, and while normally they would ignore it for the sake of keeping their position and whatnot (especially since the people are elevating his status, saying he is so amazing and perfect), he just cannot stomach them seeing you as anything lesser than his partner that he loves (whether or not you are actually dating yet or this is just a lead up to a confession after you were working with him for a long time on something).

Offer me his hunger on a silver platter

- Taiga is starting to fall for you. Maybe MC made him a little keychain book of the important people to keep next to his gun (important people being Romeo, Ritsu, and MC. It has a picture of the person, their actual name, the nickname(s) that Taiga calls them, and some smaller information + space for whatever notes that Taiga wanted to make for them), and one day he got annoyed that her stomach kept growling so he made a note to offer her food. So now is (multiple times a day because he can’t remember if he already did today or not) giving her food. Maybe he starts to make more and more notes about what she likes and dislikes, how cute she is when this or that happens, how much he likes when she is in his arms, and how her happiness makes the need for blood calm down. He ends up making the first note or something just “MC makes everything better. If you have to starve yourself, die or kill for her, do it. She’s worth it”

Evil, ornery, scandalous, and evil

- The outside point of view of Taiga or Romeo’s developing relationship with MC. Everyone is convinced they are evil and cruel and just using you (probably for your body), not knowing just how sweet they can be towards MC and only MC.

- Towa or Kaito telling you that every other person or relationship is evil and terrible because he is jealous and wants you to himself.

God-shaped Hole

- THIS IS HAKU!!!!!! Religious man who no longer worships any Deity after all the pain of his life or the way his family treated him, so he is left with nothing to devote himself to, even though that is all he knows how to do. He is listless and unmotivated in the wake of this, feeling like half the man he used to be without something to worship and love. But then he finds MC. MC who is faced with such an awful situation, yet still smiling and caring for those around her. She is further proof of why he doesn’t worship Gods anymore, but she is also someone he could devote himself to instead.

Fallen angels in the night

- Towa/Ren/Luca/Subaru/Haru who view MC as an angel sent from above. She is so kind and perfect and has made their lives so much better. So why did they come back to find her bloody and hanging on for dear life? Who or what did this to her? If it is still alive, it won’t be for long. Normally sweet-ish guys going absolutely feral for their love, and then coming back and crying over them, fluffing their pillows and doing all the work for them. MC is the fallen angel in that she is hurt, the boys are the fallen angels in that they committed great atrocities in the name of their love.

- Subaru accidentally touching MC and seeing all the pain she has had to go through both before Darkwick and since coming there. All the heartbreak and anxiety and fear and life-threatening moments and feeling so lost, and he is so upset that someone he loves so deeply has gone through so much pain and feels so alone. He won’t let her cry alone at night anymore. He will be brave, if only to just be there for the saving grace that makes him feel normal again.

Six underground

- Alan training MC in the pit to be stronger. She is so tried of being dead weight and unable to do anything to help on missions (besides enhance stigmas but even then she is in the way because she has to hold the hand of the other person which can handicap them for a bit). One day she mentions that she is also doing it because she feels a bit unsafe being a single female student living in an old, rundown dorm all by herself and the fact that this is broadcasted to everyone in the school. Alan had never considered this before but it makes him furious that she has to think about this. Asks if she ever had someone try to break in. Is NOT liking the “ummmmmmmmm no of course not” bad lie that he gets in response. Promises to train her, but also starts to spread word that anyone who makes MC feel unsafe is going to have to fight him in the pit with his stigma activated.

- The 6 times Taiga/Towa/Sho/Rui/Edward/Jiro decided that morality (and other’s mortality) don’t really matter to them if it means that MC is safe. Not fully yandere, but like teetering into that zone (just because sometimes I want to be ferally protected without worrying that my loved ones are next, ok). They are already shown to have a dubious sense (at best) of morality, and when they love something, they love for life. And they refuse to let anything shorten that life. (Also it doesn’t have to be killing all 6 times or killing humans - it can be meeting in the pit, threatening death, or killing anomalies with heavy prejudice).

I hope you liked them and that they aren’t overstepping/annoying/out of your comfort zone! I just have lots of brainworms and wanted to share them!!!

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1- OKAY I THINK THIS WOULD BE GREAT WITH ROMEO!!! I think of all of these three, he's the one that would definitely let the situation escalate a little bit before doing something. Like "who is more important, my status or the person I love?". I think it would click in his mind like "OH I love this person. What the hell." right before it's too late to do something. I think Jin would act quickly and Leo would let things go overboard 💀

2- THIS KEYCHAIN IDEA IS SO CUTE 😭😭😭 how her handwriting looks so neat near his chicken scratches whenever he jots something down 😭😭😭 I feel like this title would make me write something that's just a little bit darker, so maybe he would end up writing some personal info abt mc that he couldnt normally find out like her blood type 💀 maybe this one gesture could make him go like "oh this person is sweet. I could keep them" SORRY I CANT HELP INDULGING INTO YANDERE STUFF FLFHDKJD

3- This one was the hardest title for me, but I had to include it 😭 it's from a Lana Del Rey song "Doin' Time" and I'm obsessed with it 🫨 I think we could mix both of your ideas for Towa >:3c like how he's awful and threatening towards everyone else, but is a little flower boy with mc, all while trying to manipulate her...... like everyone else is soooo evil, but truthfully, maybe HE is the evil one..... (and mc doesn't see it, or maybe she does, or maybe she sees it and doesn't care because hey free protection from a pretty boy sign me up)

4- I GUESS THERE'S NO ESCAPING THE RELIGIOUS THEMES WHEN I WRITE ABT HAKU WHOOPS ¯\_(˘ ▽˘)_/¯ that man was made to kneel and pray at the altar of his beloved are you kidding me..... haku it is

5- I LOOOOVE the trope of sweet guys going feral and protective who do absolutely everything for their s/o and never wants them to lift a finger UGHHH 👌 I think Subaru is a great fit for this for real!! He's already a bit unhinged in my opinion so he just needs a little nudge to snap >:D this one is also part of a song and I thought of adding the next line as a subtitle (everyone is barred from heaven) once I publish it. I think it'd be like subaru being like "oh you fucked up so bad you're not getting into heaven buddy" lmao

6- I HEAR YOU AND THE DESIRE TO BE FIERCELY PROTECTED ☝️ that's why I love soft yanderes!! They only care abt you but wont necessarily hurt the people you love because they dont wanna hurt you like that 😌 I am absolutely in love with the idea of Alan threating people and anomalies alike though 😭 like mc gives him one phone call in the middle of the night and he's running to them (without getting lost for once) with his crowbar?pipe? to beat whoever is trying to hurt them

PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SEND THE BRAINWORMS I LOVE THEM 😭🤲 Sometimes I need help when I'm writing and I also need to stop trying to make all my fics a surprise LMAO I am so afraid of talking abt what I planned idk why 🧍🏻‍♀️ I gotta stop that because I think it leads to burnout a lot easier SO I 100% WELCOME OPINIONS!!! Thank you so much for sharing your ideas with me 🫂