#TYSM FORMER ANON

[lcriedlastnight]

Friends to lovers with Oscar. Maybe Oscar realized his feelings for y/n very recently and he’s still trying to accept the fact that he loves her. And one time at a party he gets extremely jealous like he has never felt before and somehow he ends up telling her "Kiss me like this is one of those stupid movies you love so much."

omg i love when men pine! tysm for requesting anon!

tw: fem!reader, swears, lmk if you want me to add anything.

w/c: 1.1k

how was this fair? oscar has to sit here and watch you with him! now, you were not really doing anything with him but it was annoying oscar the way that stupid guy, that he did not even bother learning the name of at the beginning of the party, was sitting so close to you that if he got any closer then he would be sitting on your lap! the more he thought about it the more it pissed him off.

you and oscar were not dating or anything, in fact the driver had just discovered his feelings for you a few weeks ago. it felt extremely unnecessary for him to find out this revelation then only a few weeks later watch some guy throw himself onto you, without any complaints from you. he was not sure if you just could not tell that he was trying so hard to get you to go upstairs with him or if you knew and were just playing hard to get. the brunette was praying it was the former.

this horrible jealous feeling that felt like it was suffocating oscar made him not only want to be with you constantly but also made him feel extremely guilty for thinking so. being your friend for almost two years he knew all too well how much you longed for a relationship, not even just a relationship but one like in those rom-coms you forced oscar to watch on those movie nights where you fell asleep halfway through, head slumped on his shoulder.

while oscar continues to glare daggers into the man sitting beside you he hears a mutual friend approach him. "you alright, mate?" his friend asks, sensing the jealous gaze oscar has stuck on you and your new friend.

oscar hums, eyes never tearing away from you as he watches you laugh at something he says. oscar decides that he has barely seen you tonight and he needs you close to him before he does something he knows he would regret come the morning, or even as he went to bed that night.

oscar felt as if he could hear your laugh ringing in his ears even when you were quiet. that is when he gets up off his couch and trails over to you, your name falling off his lips lightly as he looks at you with a desperate look of longing, he prays you understand.

"hi osc, forgot you were even here, were you hiding?". it is a joke. it is so clearly a joke with the way you laugh through the words and the teasing tone that laces your sweet voice. oscar is not too sure if you were serious with your words though. had you really forgotten that he was at the party? the thought of you forgetting about him sent the australian into a frenzy, mind scrambling for an excuse to get you alone and away from this stupid man who was making you forget that he even existed.

"yeah, i've been here. wanna come grab a drink with me?" oscar asks but in his mind it feels much more like a beg. in his mind it feels like oscar is down on his knees, hands pressed together as he begs for a second of your attention. the sad part is he knew that if that was what he had to do he would do it here, drop down on his knees in front of everyone and beg for you to pay him even a second of attention.

"sure," you smile up at oscar before turning around to face your friend again. "i'll see you later, it was great to chat with you again, it's been forever!" you say your goodbyes and the man beside you does the same. it pleases oscar to no end as he knows for a fact that you will not be seeing him for the rest of the night and it seemed like you knew that too.

oscar is quick to throw a hand out in your direction to help you up. your touching sending bolts of lightening through his nerves. he ignores it in favour of holding your hand all the way through to the kitchen. it had felt like years since oscar had been to a house party, it made him feel older than he was.

"you okay? you're kinda quiet." you ask as you pour your drink and mixer of choice into one of those red cups, just like in those films you adore, oscar notices.

"yeah, m'okay. just missed you." oscar mumbles, not really one for admitting that kind of thing but it felt weird to hide it from you.

"how's your boyfriend?" oscar could not keep him mouth shut as the questions slips out his mouth.

"my boyfriend?" you laugh "you mean liam?" the smile is not nearly enough to distract him from the guy that had made you laugh like that, like he was not just sitting across from you.

"is that his name?" oscar tries to act uninterested but it is very clear he is seeing as he was the one who asked you about him.

you smile at him. "yeah that's his name. he's good, not my boyfriend though." you having, what anyone who was not deeply in love with you, would call a knowing smile on your face as you take a sip of your drink.

"he sure likes to act like it." oscar huffs, blatantly ignoring everything else you had said except the boyfriend part. it almost makes you laugh and you try your hardest to not burst out laughing in his poor face.

"he's married, so i doubt it oscar." you inform him. your words shock him, he looks way too young to be married and he tells you so, earning a half laugh half scoff from you.

"they're highschool sweethearts and have been married for a year already, i didn't know they were married until today though." you explain to oscar who stares at you blankly.

you catch his eyes, confused at his expression. "what?" you ask.

"kiss me like one of those stupid movies you love so much." oscar mumbles before taking it in his own hands and pulling you close to him for your lips to meet briefly. he pulls away, a little panicked at what he had just done. you assure him with a smile as you pull him back in.

if you were being completely honest, it was a sloppy makeout session in someone's kitchen, both of you a little tipsy and a lot in love. it was not one of your proudest moments, oscar's either, but it was the one thing you would never take back. you thought it to be one of the best things to ever happen to you, as it finally bagged you oscar.

[mxdnightlvers]

Hi! I love your work so much and would like to request Genshin characters with a needy fem reader, you can choose whoever you want btw! Tyy

𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𓆩♡𓆪

➸𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Alhaitham, Zhongli, Childe

➸ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: degradation, lots of cum, mean characters, choking

➸ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬/𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: Afab reader + gender-neutral pronouns

➸ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: tysm anon! this was def one of my favs! In love w the characters being mean ngl

𝐀𝐥𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦❦

If he thought he would have time to focus on his work- then oh boy, he was wrong. You're on his lap, grinding your hips against his hardened cock as he tries his best to focus on anything that isn't his throbbing cock in his pants. The skirt you're wearing doesn't help either. The thin layer of your underwear that clung to your already soaked cunt practically felt like you were rubbing your bare skin against his clothes.

"Sweetheart let me focus-" With a strong roll from your hips and a needy whine from your muffled lips, he was abruptly cut off. Any attempt to focus has now been thrown out the window when your hips press harder onto his cock. His hands wrap around your waist and in one swift moment, he rests you down on his desk, hands prying open your thighs. His fingers pressed tightly against your skin, leaving small dents in you while his other hand reaches inside your underwear, rubbing against you with eyes that peered down at his movements, silently judging you as he felt more.

"You needy- needy slut." His chin is still titled down but his eyes are staring at you with a sharp, cold gaze- almost as if he's disappointed. Disappointed by just how fucking needy you were. You didn't care though, you were too focused on the way his fingers rubbed you ever so gently, slowly pushing your hips forward in hopes that you could feel his fingers inside you; with how soaked you were, it's possible that he could simply just slide inside you. Your thoughts snapping into place when he pulls away, taking your underwear off in the process. He finally frees his cock from its restraints and positions himself between your legs, rubbing his tip against your slick and sensitive clit. Breath tickling your ear as he leans into you, "I'm gonna fuck you senseless darling." <3

𝐙𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢❦

He'd let you fuck yourself on him. If you were so needy that you had to interrupt his daily tasks then you're gonna follow through on that and fuck yourself on his cock. He's big, so moving up and down on him is a bit tedious, especially when he has you stuffed to the brim. He doesn't touch you tho, not even with his hands. He just lays back and enjoys the view of you desperately fucking yourself on him.

It's frustrating when you're so used to having his hands all over your body, you just feel somewhat empty, despite being currently stuffed full of his cock. It's just not the same when he isn't running his hands around your waist, or pulling you closer to him as he fucks you senseless, or having his fingers grabbing at your hair as he uses your pretty little body. It's just not the same. You drop your hips, placing your hands on his chest as you softly whimper, "Please touch me Zhongli." Words escaping your mouth so fast that it's nearly unintelligible, a huge contrast from how desperately and clearly you were moaning his name a few seconds ago. A small chuckle escapes the former archon's throat, as he shifts himself to sit upright, wrapping his hands around your waist, "I thought you'd never ask, my love."

He has you on your back, legs pinned to your chest as he pistons his cock in and out of you. Hands running all over your chest, thighs, even flicking over your clit whenever. Practically swallowing you whole with how much his hands are claiming you- but that's just how you like it, the feeling of him all over you and in you, fucking you senseless with his cock while he touches you everywhere else. Eyes rolling back to see stars when he wraps his hand around your throat and presses his other against your lower stomach. Fucking you dumb, as all you can think about is how good he feels. <3

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞❦

"You're gonna please me first slut." A sharp demand from the harbinger as he forces his cock inside your mouth. If you had the audacity to interrupt him, then you're going to have to prove that he should satisfy you. "Yeah? Show me how much you want it bitch," a demand that had you gagging around his cock to answer. Your vision was already blurring with tears but that wasn't going to stop you from desperately wrapping your tongue around his cock, your hands busying themselves with pleasing the inches that you couldn't fit in your mouth.

No time to even touch yourself during it all because the moment you even think about pleasing yourself, his firm hand in your hair would be pushing you down further onto his cock. He'd cum down your throat as many times as he pleases, forcing the spilled drops right back into your mouth as he watches your pathetic state lick his hands clean. He'd keep going, only until he was satisfied with how desperate you'd gotten. Your clothes would be soaked, unable to even focus on generating friction with your thighs, an even prettier sight to behold when he finally decides to please you.

Giving you a better taste of his cock when he sheathes himself inside you, the sheer satisfaction of him being inside you has you as an incoherent mumbling mess. "Aww is someone enjoying me too much?" He'd tease, asking you the most obvious questions that he knows you can't answer in your dumbfucked state. It didn't matter though, because you were quickly approaching your orgasm, focusing on the sweet release you've so desperately craved for so long. You two are far from done though, because he's going to use your pretty body til he decides you're satisfied. <3

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[yandere-3-sagau]

Hello! New anon here, idk if you do anything like this but i had an interesting thought the other day!

So yknow how you can name scaramouche right of course

So i named mine,,,,genuinely? Like i went out and looked up names (what can i say im down bad okay) and I found the name ‘Ena’ which means ‘gift from god’ (according to what i found-) or something like ‘blessed life’

So what if in a secret creator!sagau, the reader names him that and he dismisses it at first but then catches the reader having a look (sort of like a sad smile) every time they refer to him as that, so he finally asks what it means and they say its because they see him as being worthy of living. That they see him as a blessing from ‘the creator’ and they want him to see himself that way- (like not in a ‘more important than anyone else’ way, just in a ‘you exist therefore you deserve to live’ kinda way)

Idk if you like this but feel free to ignore this if you’re uncomfortable! Tysm for your time!

hehehe do you know that wanderer is my favorite? Quite similarly to you, I took my time searching for a good name. I named him Aziz. It’s an Arabic name and I thought it was fitting since his new beginning began in Sumeru, a place based on the middle east. While Aziz means to be strong and powerful, it also means dear, darling, and precious. If SAGAU were to ever be real, I would want him to know that he is precious and loved. <33

since this ask is about secret creator!reader, i am going to assume that wanderer is still unaware of your identity when you mention the meaning of his name.

Yandere!Wanderer x Secret!Creator!Reader

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The wanderer didn’t really care for names. He’s had so many throughout the years that he could care less how people addressed him. 

So when the traveler gave him his name, he didn’t really think much of it. After all, it was a name given to him by his former enemy. What special meaning could it have? The traveler never explained it and he never thought to ask.

He kept the name for convenience but rarely ever used it. Many still referred to him as wanderer and he didn’t bother to correct them. There were times he had even forgotten that he had a new name. 

The first time he actually ever cares about his name is the first time he hears it from you. 

The name rolls so casually off your tongue it’s as if you’ve said it a thousand times. The soothing sound of your voice saying the name that belonged solely  to him makes him feel so strange that he doesn’t even realize that he’s never told you his name before. 

Though it sounds foreign at first, he quickly grows accustomed to being called his new name. 

However, every time you call him that name, you have a certain look in your eyes that he couldn’t quite understand. You look at him as if he holds the world in his hands yet it’s accompanied by a sense of sadness. 

Unbeknownst to him, every time you say his name, you’re reminded of his past. You think about how while erasing his previous names, he intended to erase his entire existence along with it and it breaks your heart. 

Though he has trouble recognizing emotions, he can sense your sadness.

Finally, he caves into his curiosity and asks why you always have that look on your face. Why you look like you want to cry whenever that name is mentioned.

“... do you know what your name means?” 

You gaze at him with such soft eyes that he almost forgets to answer.

“No, why?”

“Your name means ‘gift from god’ and ‘blessed life.’”

It takes some time to process, but after finally realizing what the meaning of his name is, the wanderer grows a bit angry. 

Gift from god? Blessed life?

The traveler must be mocking him.

How can he be a gift from god when he was abandoned by his mother, the God of Eternity? and what part of his life is blessed when he’s committed countless sins and all he’s experienced is tragedy. 

Wanderer remains silent but he can feel your gaze on him. Those eyes that to seem to see right though him. 

—

Later on, he approaches the traveler. 

“Why did you name me __?’“

The traveler pauses, surprised by the sudden question. 

“I... don’t know, if I’m being honest.”

Wanderer scoffs. “How can you not know? Are you mocking me?”

“No, I really don’t know. Now that I think about it, it really is quite strange,” the traveler says as they recall the moment the wanderer was named. 

“At the time, the name just slipped from my mouth.” 

“It just slipped from your mouth? You don’t even know what it means?”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t. I’ve honestly never heard of the name before.”

Hearing this, the wanderer is a bit offended. It seems such little thought was put into his name. He thinks that maybe you were lying. He searched through many books in the Akademyia for the origin but he couldn’t find anything close to what you told him. 

The next time you call his name, he stops you. He tells you stop using it. Saddened, you ask him why.

“It’s a meaningless name and whatever you claimed it means doesn’t even suit me.”

“What do you mean? I...whoever named you must see you as a gift. Your life is a blessing to them.”

“The person that named me doesn’t even know the meaning.”

You grow quiet upon hearing this. You can’t refute him, unable to explain to him that you were the person to name him. 

You’re heartbroken that he thinks so little of himself. You want nothing more than to tell him that he really is a blessing. That he’s important to you and worthy of living. But you remain silent and he does as well. 

He stops going by that name and decides to go by wanderer instead. He’s confused by your eyes that well up with unshed tears when he asks you call him wanderer instead of the name you had given him. 

It isn’t until you are exposed that he understands.

You are the creator and it was you that bestowed the name upon him while you were living through the eyes of the traveler.

This revelation sparks so many questions. 

Why did you name him that? Do you really see him as a blessing? Does he really mean that much to you?

His heart is hopeful but more and more anxiety fills his being the longer his thinks about it. 

Are you upset that he stopped using his name? Do you think he isn’t proud of it?

He doesn’t know what he’d do if you decided to take it back. But even if you tried, he wouldn’t let you. Suddenly, it’s apart of who he is now - the basis of his identity. Anyone who calls him wanderer now is immediately corrected.

He wants to confront you but he hasn’t seen you since your identity was exposed. You’ve disappeared without a trace, leaving his heart empty.

Nothing but your voice can sooth his aching heart and he can’t rest until finds you.

Until he hears you call his name once more, now that he’s finally able to appreciate it’s meaning. 

[silverflqmes]

begging for a cloud x reader fluff of reader hiring him to help her get her cat stuck out of the tree but he loves her so much thats it free of charge

໒⦂ 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐄.

notes. CLOUD HELPING A KITTY YES<3 anon you are onto something fr tysm for this request, i hope this fulfills what you had in mind, it’s a little on the shorter side.. but enjoy<3

genre. fluff

cloud strife x gn!reader.

getting a cat out of a tree was the last request cloud would have ever thought he’d receive. what was he, an animal whisperer? he could barely communicate with people as it was, and now.. he was standing at the base of a great oak, lips flattened, with mild regret weighing on his conscience.

oh, the things he did for love.

“cloud, be careful! she’s shy around people!” you warned him a few feet away, gazing up at your feline companion — who clung helplessly to a worn down branch.

the blond had to wonder what on earth possessed your fuzzy friend to go into a tree and find the worst possible branch to lay on. it was completely absurd, and downright risky??

a sigh left his lips as he grabbed onto the protruding pieces of bark, shaking his head. “it can’t any worse than getting stabbed in the same place twice.” the former infantryman muttered, scaling the tree slowly, carefully.

cats were typically.. skittish. he remembered that much at least from the time he’d helped out wedge with finding his. therefore, the spiky haired male had to be slow with his advances and quiet, as they didn’t favor loud noises or sudden movements, either.

as cloud finally reached the level the cat was on, he shifted to sit on a sturdy branch, locking eyes with sora — your calico kitty.

distress was evident on her features as she let out a meow that sounded more or less like a cry for help, but the mercenary could tell she had been on guard, too.

“you’re doing great cloud!” you cheered from the ground, stepping closer in case your friend decided to jump down rather than accept your lover’s assistance. “almost there!”

his lips pursed together at the praise, cheeks tinting with pink as he lowered himself, almost hugging the bough he sat atop. “pspspspsps..” ugh, this is so embarrassing. “over here, sora.. gonna need you to inch closer.” he mumbled to the cat, outstretching his hand as far as it could go — which.. was just barely out of reach.

meaning, your feline friend would have to find it in herself to not only put her trust in him, but risk the wood snapping beneath her in an attempt at moving in on him.

a tough decision, indeed.

a frown ghosted the blond’s lips as he curled his fingers toward himself, a gesture to urge the cat to follow. “this is so stupid.. come on, please? y/n’s worried about you.” he pressed, scooting forward, only for the cat to scoot back. just.. great.

cloud let out a groan, nearly tossing his head back, but he didn’t want to risk scaring her. “they’re expecting me to save you, and you’re very important to them — which..” he grumbled, looking away. “means you’re important to me, too.. pay or not.”

something almost seemed to change in sora’s ivy orbs as she blinked up slowly at the other, considering his words — from what he could tell, at least.

you found difficulty in making out their conversation, or well, whatever cloud was trying to tell your cat. it seemed he wanted it kept between her and him.

despite the current situation, you couldn’t help but stifle a laugh into your hand. and he said he wasn’t an animal whisperer.

feeling the tips of his ears redden at the intense stare he was given, the owner of strife delivery service let out a low exhale before reaching his hand out one last time. “come on, y/n has treats waiting for you and somewhere way more comfortable to hang out than.. whatever spot you found here.” he added awkwardly, closing his eyes to receive his rejection once more, only.. it never came.

a low crunching noise filled his ears and his sapphire-mako eyes shot open, finding that sora had shifted closer.. at the expense of the branch she held onto.

panic flooded cloud’s system as lunged forward for the multi-colored cat, stretching one hand out to retrieve her while the other grasped onto the limb he previously sat atop.

the gasp that entered his ears was expected, followed by the noise of surprise you’d let out when he safely caught sora.

when aquamarine met olive, cloud shook his head at the cat in his hands before bringing her close to his chest and allowing himself to drop. “you need to be more careful. you may have nine lives, but i don’t..”

a confused meow, as though the feline was feigning ignorance ( most likely ), had been the only response cloud earned in return for his doings as he felt her cheek nuzzle into his chest. were cats always this bipolar?

with the danger gone, you ran up to your boyfriend, panting in relief at the sight of your furry companion clinging him. “geez, — that nearly gave me a heart attack. you just had to wait till the last minute.. you’re lucky cloud was there!”

sora seemed to lower her ears into something akin to the wings of an airplane before she leaned into her savior more, purring quietly.

the action had you gasping, appalled and yet.. touched at the same time that she had taken a liking to your partner.. unless it was just her being defiant.

still, it made cloud blink, not used to being favored by animals as he sheepishly placed a gloved hand to pet her gently. “um.. maybe just stick to cat condos from now on..” he offered quietly when you peered over at him expectantly.

notes. cloud with kitties will never not be cute — i wish he picked up wedge’s cat like tifa did during the plate fall😭 but it’s fine, edits and art exists.. anyways, i hope you enjoyed anon<3

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[l5byrinth]

safe and sound

“you'll be alright, no one can hurt you now.”

pairing: finnick odair x reader

summary: in which finnick shows up at your doorstep and vents his heart out.

warnings/contains: fluff, idk tbh lmk if i should add more

requested

a/n: i combined this with another request bc they were quite similar but tysm for the requests anons 🫶🏼 btw i didn’t really know how to end it im so sorryyy it’s bad. actually this entire one shot is bad 😭

As the sun set, you watched it from behind glass, captivated by the colours adorning the sky. It was something you rarely did, mostly because you had an insanely busy schedule as a former victor who lived in the capitol.

A knock on your door, however, ruined the one moment you had on your own. With a sigh, you walked towards the door, wondering who was visiting you at this hour. When you opened, you were surprised when you were met with Finnick. Yes, the Finnick Odair. The victor from district four who you had grown a fond friendship with. And had on whom you had a secret little crush on. “Hi, finn?” You questioned, rather than said, wondering why he was at your doorstep out of the blue.

Your relationship with Finnick was… difficult. The two of you had shared a kiss and admitted your feelings to each other before, but nothing really came from it. Mostly because you were both scared what would happen when the friendship you shared would blossom into something more. Besides, you hadn’t talked to him for quite some time.

And yet here he was standing silently in front of you. There was something about him that just didn’t sit right with you. His usual cocky and confident attitude, was replaced with an entirely different one. “Well, come in.” The door creaked when you opened it further and you cringed at the sound of it. He walked towards your living space, as if he had already been here countless of times, which he had of course.

It was like his second home before it got complicated between the two of you.

You closed the door behind you, before following him, a million questions filling your head. He didn’t utter a word, staring at the same sunset you had been watching only a minute ago. “Finnick, is everything alright?”

And it was as if that was his tipping point, because he suddenly stumbled into your arms. You were taken aback, that’s for sure, but you hugged him tight nevertheless. You cooed sweet nothings as tears left his eyes like a waterfall. While soothingly rubbing his back, you let him cry his eyes out, not caring that your sweater was now soaking wet from his tears.

“Finn, whatever it is, just let it out.” You said softly, waiting for him to have cried it all out. The man holding onto you for dear life felt ashamed for breaking down like this. But after what he had been through that night, he just couldn’t bottle it up anymore like he usually did. And when he realised it, the only person who he would want by his side was you.

“Sorry.” Finnick mumbled with his head rested on your shoulder. And if you weren’t so close to him, you probably wouldn’t have heard it. He pulled away, one of his hands lingering on your waist, as he wiped the tears on his cheeks with the other. He had been looking down the entire time, but when he finally looked up at you, you could see the pain and fatigue in his eyes. “Oh, finnick.” You put your hand on his cheek and he leaned into the comforting touch.

After he had calmed down, the two of you sat down on your couch. The same couch you were sat at when you finally admitted your feelings. But none of that was important at the moment. Finnick told you about everything he had been going through since he became a victor at the age of fourteen. The man in front of you told things you could never imagine anyone to go through. Your heart broke for Finnick the more he explained and you wished you had noticed this all sooner.

You drew him in for another hug, telling him you would do anything for him. You assured him, “We will get through this together and make sure nothing happens to you anymore. I’m here for you, Finn. And whatever you need, you can ask me.” Finnick nodded knowingly, wiping away the tears that had fallen down your face because of his story, “I know, love. You always are.”

“I know it’s hard, but whatever happens, you’re safe and sound. With me.” You grabbed ahold of his hands and pecked his knuckles lovingly, his heart skipping a beat. A small grateful smile made its way onto his face as he drew you in closer, wrapping his arms around you while you rested your head on his chest. It was as if a weight had fallen off of his shoulder and he let out a contented sigh.

He indeed felt safe and sound. With you.

[sanest-bsd-delegate]

Hey sorry friend! Here, i will request it separately for you.

Can you make headcanons for taking care of dazai after the prison arc? I feel really really bad for him and i just want to let him sleep and dote on him for weeks.

P.s. he deserves warm food and head rubs and for people to stop talking shit about him. 😭

Reunion with blood and tears

Headcanon: Dazai is reunited with his lover after his escape Dazai x Fem! Reader Masterlist Tysm anon for the request! Hope this doesn't disappoint your heart :)

Dazai Osamu was laughing. That's the first thing he does escaping the prison.

You looked bloody and beaten up badly but nevertheless you came to pick him up (I mean duh, he is the Osamu transferring information through his heartbeat Dazai)

"Osamu, please, I can't even think to loss you again" that's the first thing you would say to him as you hug him tightly, sobbing .

You know this man, despite having the happy shell, even he breaks down crying and in that embrace none of you wanted to separate.

You stared at the exit all covered in blood and wounds but you couldn't care less. Your lover was sent to the prison long ago for the past crimes he did. He was the former port mafia executive, you knew sooner or later he had to pay his deed, but this was a ruthless act.

And in the moment time didn't exist for you as you stared at you lover, so beaten up and broken almost limping to an extent and you couldn't even help him by taking his pain away. All you could do was hug and embrace him in your arms and you wept. Sooner then expected, for the second time in his life, Osamu Dazai cried, because he was relieved to go back somewhere who he could call home.

Now Now, that was one moment you had. Because of this mess created by DOA, the best service you could provide a runaway criminal was your own secret base like home.

The only supply you could give that moment was giving him food and bandages, as he proceeds to bath. He was limping badly and you told him that you could least have the made-up support for him but he brushed of saying it wasn't a big deal.

You then forcefully make him seated on the bed considering his physique screamed broken bones which you couldn't heal.

Dazai was silent all the time, he wasn't eating nor talking and seemed to lost his touch, simply showing his true nature.

You know this was the real Osamu Dazai, the one without the barrier of fake happiness. He already had bags under his eyes as if he never slept, and how fragile and thin he had gotten over the past few months.

"Dazai? Osamu, Darling please eat something, i made you some crab soup you always liked" You would plead as he just stare as you.

"I don't wish to eat right now"

And that was the moment that broke your heart. You know it would be to much for him to intake such a heavy meal so you simply came back with some fruits, cut in bits and you proceed to take a seat next to him and open his mouth.

"I love you babes but if you cant eat, i will have to forcefully make you eat, I don't want anyone to die at me"

You swear you could hear him saying 'kinky', before you proceed to fed him food.

"Good boy Osamu, you finished your food" You said joyfully giving him a head pat as you proceed to keep the dishes in the kitchen.

Head pats, rubs and hugs.... that's what he needs

He wouldn't open up to you fully and you respected his decision.

You finished up everything as you re-bandaged his wounds later at night, which seemed to fallen quiet early today.

Dazai seemed to have gained his energy, and willingly ate up all the crab soup you made.

Currently you were in the bed with him, hugging him so closely not wanting to lose him again. This war was to much. You didn't wanted anyone to die, especially you two but it was your duty, to save people's future even if it meant to destroy your own.

"Hey Osamu, promise me you wouldn't pull any of this stunt again understand? I already lost much and I don't want you loss anyone more" You said as you bury your face lightly against his chest, listening to his heartbeat which could tell wonders.

Dazai pulled you closed, his arms around you and he secures the position, his head above your head, for the first time after his escape he spoke, "Y/N I love you and I promise I wouldn't change it for the world, I wouldn't leave you, I promise"

You looked up to see him sighing with his breathe, as he slowly closes his eyes, letting the darkness wash over him yet again, but this time within the comfort of his lover by his side and it was a sight you would never change it for the world.

'I love you Osamu Dazai' you whisper as you watch him fall asleep, least with a small hinted smile on his face.

Loosing yourself a little, you kissed him on his forehead and then lightly on his lips before embracing him yet again under the covers of your bed with your lover beside you, as you listen to his heartbeat, and you swore you could decode his heartbeat saying I love you too.

Hope this satisfy all those dazai kinnies including anon and me, cus Dazai deserves much more then all this. honestly idk if this directed mainly towards the hc! But dazai fluff is all we need.

[taeraeszn]

hi!! i absolutely adore your blog, im always so happy when you post ☹️ it makes me smile sm 🫡 would you mind doing a zb1 when they’re jealous reaction ?? it’s okay if not though !!!

when zb1 are jealous

hi anon, tysm for requesting!! here is yet again another table turn reaction post with zb1 being jealous instead of the reader!! this was also quite fun to write <3

i am aware that other writers have written this exact scenario for zb1, these are all completely my ideas and thoughts. any similarities are purely coincidental.

btw these are pretty long my bad

warnings: mentions of food, jealousy?, lmk if there is any more!!!

kim jiwoong

when he sees your friend casually putting their hand on your shoulder and getting closer to you, it makes him freak out even more on the inside.

and seeing you not mind it one single bit also makes his brows furrow

for some backstory, you two had been out and stopped at a local diner when one of your old friends that you haven't seen in a long time recognized you and asked how you'd been. but this friend wouldn't bother talking to jiwoong, only giving you the full attention and asking you a bunch of questions, mostly about your whereabouts

you being the kind person you are began conversing with them and sharing everything that you have been up to, such as meeting jiwoong

even then, you noticed that your boyfriend's facial expression had become more sour as he was either looking around or glaring at your friend directly

jiwoong then reached a breaking point when it had been an hour of your friend being there, along with the fact that you had barely spoken to him, he got up from his seat causing you to divert your attention to jiwoong

"jiwoong, is everything okay?" you asked, he nodded but seemed upset from the look on his face.

"yeah i just got a call from our manager, i have to go." but you noticed that his home screen didn't have a kakaotalk notification, was he lying?

he said goodbye to your friend and walked away, you heard him sigh as he walked off

you then excused yourself, "just wait." then rushing to see your boyfriend walking to the sidewalk. your footsteps quickly catched up to him and you softly grabbed his wrist

"babe, please tell me honestly. did i do something?" you asked. he then turned to face you, obviously looking disappointed at what occurred.

"i was really excited to go on a date with you, but i didn't expect for you to ignore me completely." it was then that you realized that you fucked up

"i'm sorry jiwoong, please know that i love you. i would never purposely hurt your feelings. i have no feelings for that friend, it's all you."

"i know that, i just don't want to be ignored on our dates." 

you pulled him into your arms, "i'm sorry my love, please let me repay you. let's go somewhere else, hmm? just the two of us?"

it was then that you saw his smile (yk the one where he lowkey is smirking), "i would love that."

rest of the members are under the cut!

zhang hao

you and hao were both cuddling in bed, excited to devour the food you had just placed an order on

"ugh when is the food coming?!" hao exclaimed, pouting while stretching his legs. you giggled and just as you were about to reply to him, the front doorbell rang. hao sprung up but you offered to get it, he decided to stay in bed and continue watching the film without you

but a few minutes passed and hao was wondering why you weren't coming back to bed, as he slowly rises up from his position, he heard you laughing

"wow that feels just like yesterday! i was wondering where you went after graduation." you said to the delivery worker who happened to be an old classmate from school that you hadn't heard from in a while

"well i had to move to another city for a while but decided to come back here and now i deliver food to people!"

"i'm glad your doing well!" hao's curiosity got the best of him, he followed your voice and saw you conversing with your former classmate

"oh, hello." your classmate greeted hao, he did the same and casually wrapped his arm around your shoulder

"you've been talking for a while so i decided to come out and see what's happening." he grinned, you leaned into his touch

"hao this is (name), we were classmates in high school and i just got to catch up with them! it's crazy how fast time flies by!"

"right?" your friend replied, just then they looked at their phone, "i got another delivery to go do...hey (your name), text me, i gave you my number right?" you nodded, "for sure, see you!" they then left and you shut the door.

you then faced hao was seemed like the most happiest man alive. you crossed your arms, "you're happy that they left, aren't you?" he shrugged, "i have no clue what your talking about." he walked back to your room. 

"oh please, i saw the way you were glaring, we're just friends. nothing else. why would i want to be with anyone else that isn't you?" a smile tugged at hao's lips

"you mean that?" you nodded and kissed his cheek, "a hundred percent." 

sung hanbin

"and it's just a group project?" hanbin asked for the billion time, you nodded

for the last five minutes you had been standing by the front door with hanbin, you were supposed to be out the house by now but hanbin kept asking you that same question

"yes hanbin, it's just a group project. we're just going to work on it then i'm heading home." he still seemed unsure and crossed his arms

this all began when you informed hanbin that you were heading out to work on a group project with some university classmates, though he was unsure of how to feel about it

the main reason being that one of those members in your group had confessed to liking you and still having some feelings for you, though you still ensured hanbin about it, he had mixed feelings

one of his biggest fears was you leaving him for that friend if they tried to persuade you further about going out with them

"okay...i mean, i'm totally fine with you hanging out with classmates!" he randomly said, you raised your brow, "are you sure?"

it was then that his smile faded and he became a bit more serious

"maybe i am a little bit jealous...i know that one of your group mates have confessed to liking you and it makes me wonder if their going to try and ask you out."

you sighed, placing your bag down and wrapping your hands around hanbin

"i promise that nothing is going to happen. i know that they like me but i only have feelings for you and only you hanbin. ever since that day we met, i know who i want to be with and i choose you everyday."

you could finally see his cat whiskers form after he smiled at your words, "well that makes me feel much better."

you gently kissed him, "i'm heading out now okay?" he nodded, "have fun my love."

now hanbin was certain that nobody would steal you from him

when the door shut, he grinned, he knew you were all his and only his to love

seok matthew

(yeah i'm going to make you guys really unbearable in this one LMAO i'm sorry!!)

matthew was thrilled to hear that you landed a job with a great pay, location, and hours. he knew how much you wanted to get a full time job and now that you were working, he was more proud than ever

but as you began sharing stories about your workplace and the people there, he realized that you were often mentioning one specific co-worker

this co-worker was someone who had their office right next to yours and a person you found yourself conversing with often due to your similar interests

at first he didn't seem too bothered by it as he thought that you were just getting to know them, but it later came to the point where you were bringing them up a lot at home and outside such as dates

for instance, when you were out shopping, sometimes you'd bring out the "oh (co-worker's name) likes this drink a lot!" or "i bet (co-workers name) would love this!" 

that's when matthew reached a breaking point and decided to have a chat with you about it

"(name), i understand that your getting along with your new co-worker but i'm seeing that your continuously bringing them up in every conversation. i don't have a problem with your friendships but i can't help but feel a bit..." he looked away, "jealous."

you understood and realized that it must've made matthew feel uneasy and were now regretting continuously speaking about them

"matt i'm sorry for making you feel that way, please know that it was never my intention." you said sincerely, he could only look down

"i'm not mad that your close with them, i just want you to think of how i feel when you constantly keep bringing them up." 

"i completely understand matthew. their just a coworker and that's all. i'll stop bringing them up constantly. i'm really sorry for that, what can i do to make it up to you?" 

he smirked, "i just want a day of us together, no mentions of anybody, just us as a couple. after all, your work has stolen hours that we could've been together."

you giggled and rested your head on his shoulder, "what about that new restaurant that opened nearby?" you suggested

he pecked your forehead, "i would love that."

kim taerae

you were watching one of your favourite groups perform on tv with your lightstick in hand, shouting their names for the fanchat

it had been a while since they had came back but their comeback was definitely worth the wait as the song had been on repeat everyday since it's release

taerae finally returned from practice and the first thing he saw was you screaming at your tv

"please not them, please not them." he repeated in a mantra. as he got closer to the tv, that's when he saw that group performing

he had been hearing this song all day whenever he returned home and he had already memorized the lyrics thanks to you putting it on loop

but to be fair the group performing had great stage presence and even taerae couldn't help but get sucked into their watching their performance 

"oh babe your back home?" you said, snapping him out of his focus

"yeah we just wrapped up practice. what are you doing?"

you giggled, "oh, you know that group i really like? they just had a comeback and i'm SO in love with their new song! they just performed on inkigayo!"

taerae knew about your obsession with this group, but he knew that you loved zb1 equally as much as them, you had just been into this one group longer since zb1 had just recently debuted

he then nervously glanced at you, "well babe...have you been listening to our debut? y'know in bloom is a really good song." 

seeing taerae like this was a bit cute, you knew he had mixed feelings over you saving this groups photos, watching their lives, and consuming ever content of theirs

and seeing how this group had a comeback, he knew you'd fall back into this habit and make him even more jealous

"kim taerae, don't tell me your jealous." you joked, his dimples showed as he looked away, clearly smiling in defeat

"okay yeah yeah i am." you got up and cupped his cheeks

"you know that you're the only person i love romantically taerae. they don't stand a chance against you." 

"thank you my love, i love you."

just then the performance wrapped up and now another group began performing, taerae looked at the screen and back at you, "well i guess it's me time now right?" he giggled

"yup, you have me all to yourself." you reassured

shen ricky

you and ricky were on a date at a fancy restaurant to celebrate your anniversary, ricky went all out by making sure the place had great reviews, good service and delicious food

you were enjoying it as well, devouring in the delicious food quickly not wanting to waste any more time

but just then, a server came over to get your check. ricky being the tall and handsome guy he is, handed the server his card without hesitation

“babe you don’t have to, here i’ll pay.” you offered, pulling out your card as well. ricky chuckled, “babe it’s ok, tonight is all for you.”

your cheeks began heating up at his words but then the server spoke up

“excuse me?” you looked up, “yes?”

“i just wanted to say that you look absolutely breathtaking.” your eyes widened at the server’s kind words

“oh my...thank you.” ricky smiled as well, “they're not wrong.”

“oh you stop it!” you exclaimed, “but seriously, thank you for your kind words.” 

the server shook their head, “it’s nothing. i couldn’t help but stare at you from afar. you really catched my eye.”

despite you enjoying the continuous compliments, ricky couldn’t help but feel some type of way about them, especially seeing how the server completely ignored his presence

as the night wore on, the server continuously approached you to say things to you. ricky noticed how you were living for the praises but was a bit frustrated at the server ruining your alone time with him 

(also because he was jealous that someone else’s words could swoon you)

at the end of the date, you were driving home and ricky couldn’t help but sigh in the car

you noticed his sour expression as well, “babe is everything okay?” 

he shrugged, “i don’t know, maybe you should go talk to that server since you were giggling at their compliments.”

you then put the pieces together, ricky was jealous, and you loved it. it was a rare sight to see ricky jealous but you were living for it

“ricky…that server isn’t my partner. you are. even if someone does flatter me, you are the one who makes my heart beat the most. you are the one who i’m with.”

you could see a smile begin to form on his lips, “really?”

“for sure.” he then softly held your hand while his other was on the steering wheel

“looks like i’ll need to find a new restaurant next time.”

“ricky!”

kim gyuvin

one thing you absolutely loved was pranking your boyfriend since gyuvin gave the best reactions to almost everything

you saw the tiktok trend of where people call their partners by different name and so you decided to prank him with that exact idea

the setting was perfect! gyuvin was at your house and you two were home alone. you were now waiting for the right moment to strike

he was on his phone, seeming unbothered and scrolling through twitter. it was now time! you positioned yourself up properly to begin the shenanigans

you got your phone out and opened tiktok to go to your likes, “gyumin! look at this video!” you shoved your phone in his face

it was then that gyuvin-or gyumin paused and looked straight at you with a blank expression

“what?” his eyes looking completely puzzled

“look at this video, it’s so funny!” he then pushed your phone away lightly, eyes daggering at you

“who’s gyumin?” he said. you pretend to act laid back

“oh sorry? did i say something else?” now his mouth was wide open with his eyes popping out, you almost burst out laughing but concealed your laugh

“uh, yeah! Who’s gyumin?!” he exclaimed, “are you close with someone else named gyumin? since when did you know someone named gyumin? give me their number, i want to have a talk with them.” he suddenly said in one breath.

“calm down! It was just a mistake.” gyuvin still seemed unsure, his brows furrowed

“y’know, i should be the only gyu that you know.” he pouted

you cupped his cheeks, “gyu it was just a prank. obviously i don’t know anyone named gyumin!”

his facial expression suddenly changed as he began laughing and pulled you into his arms

“how dare you!” he yelled, then kissing you gently on the forehead

you giggled, “what was that for?”

“just to remind you that i love you.” he murmured, “i love you too, gyumin.” you blurted out

“HEY!”

park gunwook

“noooooo!” your boyfriend yelled, refusing to let go of you. You sighed while playfully rolling your eyes 

“gunwook, i have to go.” you said for the thousandth time

“why don’t you just get tutoring from me?” he suggested. 

“are you sure about that? You struggled on conjugating ‘to eat’”. you then attempted to grab your bag that was lying on the floor

“hey! that was a one time thing.” he whined, “and anyways, I’m not letting you leave.”

to put it short, gunwook was jealous of your new tutor as they were incredibly attractive

gunwook also knew them personally and the last thing he wanted was for you to fall for them

he didn’t want you to leave and tried everything to prevent you from leaving, but in the end, he knew you would have to leave for the lessons

“gunwook, i promise that nothing will happen between us. they're just teaching me japanese, that’s it!” his facial expression thought otherwise

“yeah sure and then what happens? maybe they’ll confess!” you sighed

“do you actually not want me to go?” gunwook then freed you from his arms and seemed more relaxed than before

“i don’t know, it’s just…i liked you for so long before confessing and i don’t want to think of someone else taking you away from me.”

you giggled, “yeah i remember when you chased after me for months so that we could become close."

gunwook’s hand gently held yours, the silence was calming as it showed your love with your boyfriend

“i’m sorry i overreacted, if you want to go for your lesson now then i won’t stop you.”

you smiled, “it’s okay gunwook, i’ll be sure to show you everything i learned!”

you finally saw his grin return, “okay, have fun!” he waved

It was then that you could finally grab your bag and say goodbye to your boyfriend, then leaving the house to head to your tutor’s place

han yujin

in class you were sitting at your desk that was situated at the corner of the class, just scrolling on your phone out of boredom

you had a small break in between your classes and yujin had just left the class

as you looked up from your screen, you saw your classmate minseo standing in front of you

“hi (name)!” they greeted. minseo was the class president and someone who was very well liked among your classmates

“hi!” you put your phone away to give your full attention to him

“i was wondering if you wanted to head to the convenience store nearby at lunch since all my friends are gone today.” you knew minseo was someone who liked having someone tag along with them rather than being alone, and you two had recently began getting close with one another

“sure why not?” you grinned. just then yujin walked in with his earphones in, he noticed you and minseo having a conversation and slowly took them out to hear your conversation clearer

“great! want to meet up at the front door when the bell rings?” they suggested, “sounds good!”

“thanks (name), i really appreciate it.” you waved goodbye and minseo returned back to their desk at the front

yujin approached you, “what did minseo say to you?”

you shrugged, “they asked if i wanted to hang out with them at lunch since their friends are all absent today.”

knowing how nice you were to nearly everyone, yujin assumed that you said yes to minseo’s offer, but deep inside he was wishing you’d hang out with him at lunch instead

“oh…so did you say yes?” you nodded

“oh, okay..” he walked back to his desk but you noticed that yujin grew much quieter afterwards, not speaking much to his peers and only when the teacher called on him

when the bell for lunch rang, everyone rushed out and you were the last to leave. but as you were about to head for the staircase, you felt someone softly grip your wrist

you turned to see yujin, “are you actually going with minseo?” you nodded, “yeah, i’ll see you later okay?”

“wait!” he exclaimed, “can we spend time today after school? I want to also hang out with you.” he shyly looked down

you chuckled, “don’t tell me you're jealous han yujin.” he looked up, “how did you know?”

“it’s quite obvious since you kept glaring at minseo the entire class, and now your saying you want to hang out this afternoon when you usually head to the academy.”

he looked away in embarrassment, “okay you got me.” he then softly held your hand, “have fun okay?” 

“i will, and i’ll see you after school.” you waved goodbye and went your different ways

[jhuzen]

Hi!! I wanted to make a request if you're taking them right now! (Sorry if you aren't, feel free to just ignore!!((in love with your writing by the way it's amazing)))

My idea is Zhongli with a partner who is very usually very cheery and chaotic but very emotionally closed off. Until they get drunk for whatever reason and sobbing to Zhongli about how much they're in love with him and how he's the best thing that ever happened to them etc.

Basically just very mushy drunk reader.

Anyway, hope you're doing well, make sure to drink water and be nice to yourself!

truth serum [gn/m.reader]

asmsiskdkcmeimcwdc?? not me absolutely having fun with this godsend ask. like. tysm anon. i love it. you have no idea how amazed and happy i am to see this ask. good shit. another big brained anon ftw. also i hope i did it some justice 😭 i really enjoyed writing their chemistry,, it’s so cute hehe

𖦹 a pinch of angst, drinking, alcohol, an attempt at a cute scenario

In all the years that Zhongli has known you, there was nothing short of joy and amusement that you brought into his life. Since the day he met you up on one of the mountains he’s shaped and created, you’ve enticed him and drew him in so effortlessly and he complied, growing closer like a moth to a flame. You were the sun that everybody looked forward to — him more so.

And he wasn’t wrong with his judgment, you gave what you offered. You were the gentle glow and the warmth that radiated on the nights that he’s cold. Always blessing him with that smile of yours — how ironic was it that he was the famed archon, and yet he looked to you and worshipped you far more than anyone in the people of Liyue could ever do so with him. To him, you were the unsung deity, the person that deserved a throne but never needed one, your benevolence exceeded anyone’s expectations and anyone wouldn’t be ashamed to have you.

You are Zhongli’s pride and joy, the only one capable of forging the embers of passion that sweltered within him. You are his everything.

And even with such a kind attitude, you were no downer. You exhibited a form of exuberance that immediately drew everyone in. With that warming smile of yours, everyone wanted to be near you for a chance (though Zhongli still with the characteristics of the draconic Morax would refuse anything closer, you were his even before he staked his claim).

Said exuberance of yours often turned you into a mad riot — a whirlwind of pure excitement that anyone could barely keep up with. Zhongli had to stifle a quiet laugh when he had to come get you from Wanmin restaurant, Guoba scolding you as you tried to beat Xiangling on who can eat the most Jueyun Chilis. You lost to young girl, but Xiangling wasn’t doing any better. You tried to reason out that you were losing on purpose, but with your labored breathing and your adorably red face, Zhongli could tell otherwise.

Often times, Zhongli would get dragged into such schemes, to the point that he has to save you from plummeting down into Osial’s prison when you tried to propose to him to be your lover in the stone forest. It truly was memorable for all the wrong (and right) reasons.

You’ve endeared him when you took the leap of faith and came to him with open arms, ready to finally have him after the long-winded pining, the hinting glances he would give you, and the way the former archon only seems to care about you and only you far more than anyone else.

Being with you was nothing short of delightful. Everyday, Zhongli would wake up to your breathtaking smiles and home-cooked breakfast. You entertained his endeavors and stories that could last for days, even making remarks of your own. You bought him trinkets that ranged from something simple, to something he knew even Tartaglia’s bank would quiver at. You were perfect.

Well. Generously speaking.

By all means, you weren’t a bad partner or a lover, you gave him everything, from the material possessions, down to the intimate moments you and him shared.

It was only that there are times, when Zhongli would be left in the silence of your shared home, he would zone into those moments that were so intimate emotionally and found… that it was only him that ever shared the appreciations, the loving gratitude, and the genuine love that he feels for you. And you accepted it wholeheartedly, only to turn the other way and continue on with what you’re doing.

It worried him greatly.

Even more when his thoughts were proven right as you held him so closely as you and him laid under the shade of the tree, with him comfortably resting on top of you. He could hear your heartbeat from your chest, as he laid his ear on it, quiet thumping can be heard and if he were to listen close enough, there was a timber of kindness and love inside it.

He sighed, content and at peace within your arms, “I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated life more than now…”

“Hm? Why do you say that?” You asked, hands slowly removing itself from his waist as you played around with the strands of his hair. “You’re not dying on me, are you?” You jested and he only scoffed with no malice. Ever the joker you are, it’s ridiculous how he fell for such charms.

“I am merely appreciating the finer things in life. Madame Ping has urged me to talk more about it,” a mere white lie for him to coax out your vulnerability. Madame Ping was far too aware of his happiness now that he has you — she was always the one on the receiving end of his talk of fondness about you.

“Oh? Then what makes you appreciate this life then?”

“Complications are far behind me now that I’m no longer the one in control… everything feels so much simpler yet so intricate,” he looked up at you, chin resting on your chest as he flashed you a small smile. “All of it because now I have you. I love you, [Name]. I would give you all the stars if I could, and slay a thousand beasts to keep you from harm… you are my everything and without you, I can no longer see myself as something…”

He watched with glee as your eyes widened at his words, no doubt taken by surprise. Zhongli can feel it, your vulnerability, ready to bare itself to him with the same level of intimacy as he’s displayed. Just that, and he can be the most content man in the world.

“I— ah, that’s good.”

Zhongli blinked owlishly as you stumbled over your words. Struggled even. He felt your muscles tense up beneath him.

“Good. I’m glad you’re happy, dearest.”

He couldn’t shield you from the way his eyes flashed a smidge of hurt at your response. And you weren’t an idiot. A bit reckless to the point of trouble following you, sure, but you were far from ignorant. Especially to your lover. You frowned a little and tilted his chin up, “Hey now, don’t make that face. I’m glad you’re feeling okay in the life that you’ve been living. And I love you too,” you tried to salvage what you could but even you were aware at how lacking it was.

Zhongli wasn’t unappreciative of your efforts, but he could only nod and stomach the gnawing worry inside him as he felt your lips brush against the skin of his forehead. Surely there’s a way to pry you open, right? There was something holding you back… and he doesn’t know what.

He was aware already that despite how accepting you seem, no one has ever seen you so vulnerable. You were an individual so full of life, but you never once wore your heart on your sleeves. And if people could look past those smiles of yours that are just so full of life, they would’ve known just how closed off you truly are. It was confusing, really, and Zhongli was starting to doubt things.

If he can’t even know your true feelings… then what’s stopping you from suddenly going up and leaving, only to never come back? Zhongli was heartbroken at the thought, he can’t lose you, not in a million years and even more than that.

But how… in Teyvat is he going to pry you open?

“ALCOHOL!!”

Zhongli almost yelped as he watched the poor you crash into the cobble streets of the harbor, jolting at the sight of the infamous Crux Captain on top of your back, with an incredibly huge smile on her face. He grimaced at your weak groan. He knows you can stomach a little pain. He knows that after he watched you confront Azhdaha to help the traveler into coaxing him to give them some materials for something important.

“[Name]!! I’ve arrived with a hundred souvenirs and a thousand more kegs! Courtesy of the rich lady up top, of course.” Beidou cackled as she finally got off of you, helping you up to your feet. “Oh! Hey there! Hope you don’t mind me borrowing your beloved for awhile!” She winked at Zhongli… but from her one eye, it only seemed like a mere blink.

Zhongli tilted his head a little as the look of confusion crossed his features, “Pardon? What do you mean by that, Captain Beidou?”

You dusted off the last bits of dust on your clothing and laughed a little, “Ah, I almost forgot. Y’see, before Beidou left, she told me I owe her a challenge.”

“A challenge?” The former archon cocked an eyebrow.

“A challenge!” Beidou parroted with a loud laugh, patting your back rather strongly to the point that you almost went back down to kiss the ground. “I challenged [Name] into the greatest drinking contest ever! Them against me, of course! It’s finally time for us to prove who’s the one that can hold the most liquor in the world!”

Zhongli looked at you questioningly, and you returned it with a shrug, “It’s what she wanted. And she won’t leave me alone until I say yes. If I didn’t I probably wouldn’t have been able to leave the ship.”

“Like there was even a chance for you to say no!” Beidou laughed again before patting your back and Zhongli’s shoulder, “Alright, I’ll see you in Liuli Pavilion! The booze is waiting and I don’t want my rival backing out!”

You had to rub your back from the soreness and sighed, “Though I doubt she’ll win, you have to admire the captain’s spirit. It’s hard not to honor her request.”

Zhongli stepped nearer and fixed up the lapels of your suit, smiling a little, “You know it’s a rather unfair match, right? While the Captain is amazing, you’re basically impossible to even get drunk.”

“That may be true, but hey, who knows?”

Who knows, indeed — is what all Zhongli could say as he gawked at the many barrels of alcohol that were stacked upon each other. The captain was not kidding, she secured barrels of it even, and the spark of glee that was within her eyes was relatively alarming. He merely tagged along so he can at least help clean up, but now curiosity was lingering at the back of his mind.

He’s never once seen you drunk. Often times, it’ll be him already mumbling about on the occasions that you and him would go out and drink to unwind (often in the company of one harbinger who would always challenge you and subsequently lose). He’s even seen you offer a handicap and drink Snezhnaya’s fire water in one bottle and Tartaglia still got wasted first.

You simply held your alcohol so well. Zhongli figured maybe this was the reason for Beidou’s challenge, to finally outdo you.

And Zhongli would have called it a night if it hadn’t turned for the unexpected.

But before that, expectantly, Beidou was out. She couldn’t beat you, and probably not even a million years. But she managed far more than any other human out there, swigging drink after drink with little to no care, keeping up with you all the more. It was almost inhuman, really, to see her empty the huge beer glass with so much gusto, the accompanying snacks as chasers left to the crew members who were also around to witness their captain’s victory.

And when she finally tapped out, surprisingly, you… you were already drunk.

Zhongli waited in bated breath as you and him were the only ones awake in the establishment. He was positive even the owners had to have dozed off with how long this competition has been going on already.

“Z…Zhooooong…zhongzhong…” you murmured and he was already by your side in a flash.

“Dear? Are you alright?” The concern inside him was quelled as he watched your flushed cheeks brighten even more. You’ve had one too many to the point that you were barely coherent. He was surprised to say the least — seeing you so feverish and so drunk.

“Zhonnnngggzzzzzzzli,” he blinked as you looked up, letting go of the beer glass you had in your hand. “Did I… win?”

“Sure did. We’re the only ones awake.” He laughed.

You raised a wobbly and weak fist in victory, “H….Hhhh…. Y-Yep. D-Das’right… I am the… undefeated champ,” your fist landed softly on the back of Beidou’s head, bonking her slightly with a slurred grin, “Take that… you… sea lady thing…”

Zhongli sighed a little, it was definitely in your fashion to get yourself into this kind of situation. Definitely your style to agree to something as ridiculous as a drinking contest and get drunk for the very first time. A smile tugged on the corner of his lips, “I will go get you some water and carry you home, yes?” He said and you nodded.

Only that when he did stand up to get water, you pulled him back down from his coattails, making him sit on your lap.

“[Name], I…”

“Shhhshshshshhh, no. Shush.” You huffed, enveloping his waist with your arms as you buried your face into his chest. He let out a breath, “Shush.” You chided and Zhongli obliged, trying to breathe quietly… however that’s done.

You and him stayed in silence, and he relished in the feeling of you within him. It was a sight to behold, something he will definitely remember for all eternity.

“Zhongli…” you murmured into the fabric of his coat, he only let out a quiet hum in response, playing with your hair like you did with him before. “I love you.”

“I know, dear. And I lo—”

“No!” You suddenly yelled and one of the crew members stirred at your volume, but you could care less. You lifted your head from his chest and held his shoulders, pulling him back a little as you looked at him square in his eyes. “I. Really. Love. You.”

Zhongli smiled a little and nodded. But you cut him off before he could say it back again, “I don’t think you realize just… how much… I love you. It’s ridiculous. I love you so much that it’s soooo annoying,” you drawled and the former archon had to wonder what you meant.

Lucky him that you were going to tell anyway. It seemed as though a moment of sobriety and clarity came upon you, as your lazy slurring left your system while you spoke.

“You… are probably one of the best things that ever happened to me. I know I don’t say it much, but,” you hiccuped and Zhongli only then saw the tears cascading down your face, “I really, really, really love you so much. You have no idea how much it broke me when I saw your face before. You looked so sad, Zhongli, so, so, soooo sad. I’m sorry I couldn’t say it before, love. I don’t know what came over me, and I—!”

“Oh dear,” an airy chuckle left Zhongli’s parted lips as he watched you suddenly break open the emotions you held in your indestructible dam, flowing through like the tears in your eyes.

“I just— I just… I just!!! I just love you so much, man! Y-You treat me so well and give me all that I hope for!” You wailed so dramatically and Zhongli had to wonder if anyone woke up (he hopes not for the sake of your dignity and that he only wishes to be the only man to see this side of you), “Zhongli, I will marry you. It’s not even a want to do kind of thing anymore, I-I feel like if I don’t have you, I will die.”

It wasn’t even your intention, but soon tears pricked at the ends of his eyes, sniffling at your display, “Let’s hope we do not come to that point, yes?”

You pouted a little, “…Yes… Anyway… I’m… sorry I couldn’t say much… it’s hard for me, I guess,” you confessed and Zhongli understood. He always will for you. “But please understand… that if I also could, I would bring you not just stars but all worlds, that for your safety, I will not just kill a thousand threats but also build the strongest home… I will do it all for you…”

Suddenly, the fears within Zhongli were quelled and sent away as you finally gave out, letting him know that his worries were nothing but anxiety and that he will always have a place in your heart. He could feel his cheeks warm at your proposition earlier of tying the knot, even he couldn’t resist the giddiness that flooded his system at your drunken promise. It was enough for him to know that you still loved him even when it was expressed through a drunken honesty.

“…I love you… Zhongzhong…” you took your final shred of consciousness to breathe out your little declaration, eyes finally closing as you gave into the blissful slumber.

He cupped your cheeks and pecked your lips with a content smile, “I love you too, [Name].”

Zhongli was right about himself when you finally laid your feelings to him so openly. Because right now, he can confidently claim that he is most content man in the world.

[mecachrome]

Hi k, just wanted to pop in and say thank you for being such a ray of sunshine in the landoscar fandom. I always smile when I see a new gifset or doodle by you! Love to know if you have anything cooking in terms of fic for them? Or even recs tbh, what have you been reading? Hope you have a great day <3

anon you are too kind tysm !!! 🥺🧡

i'm a horribly slow/bad writer so unfortunately (or fortunately) i've only written that one fic... although i have been painstakingly working on 2 wips but neither of them are actually landoscar LOL T__T or actually they are but it's subtextual and ambiguous and complicated etc. etc.... anyway i'd love to share some recs :') !!! placing them below the cut:

fun fact my favorite narrative styles/tropes are outsider pov + mixed media/unconventional formats, which i feel will be made startlingly obvious with the following recommendations 😭

push to talk by anon: still ongoing but lichr my dream premise oat!!!!!!! i've been wanting to read raceengineer!oscar since i started shipping 814 like a year ago and this is THE perfect execution of their dynamic and the epistolary format in general. sooo funny and sharp and well-characterized.

so what are you waiting for? (it's your serve) by serve_cunt: tennis au, incredibly well-paced and plotted and i love how their dynamic developed in this one so much :'))) i also adore reading other-sport aus especially when the author translates it in such an engaging and dynamic and believable way, which user serve_cunt manages so effortlessly ! i love to feel the love for other sports... how can you not be romantic about sports et cetera

how to train your pendragon & wilde by debrief: just read the former last night, user debrief is seriously an expert of world building i don't even KNOW how they come up with half their plots and character details :') (completely in awe) i also adore wilde because i'm a huge sucker for wag aus & famous/non-famous secret relationships etc... secret relationship is actually my fav trope of all time. Anyway. they're just such a fantastic writer i can't recommend their archive enough !!!

prospects all in the whip by higgsbosonblues: again if it isn't outsider pov then what are we here for... kidding but i loveeee ambiguous narration and nortrell's friendship serving as the backbone of the plot / seeing the progression of 814's relationship through maxf's perspective, user peachbelleni also has an amazing fic with a similar premise but it's from last year so you might already know it??? anyway so fun and dynamic and just such a delightful read :')

roll two ones on the dice by anderstorpgrandprix: i'm sorry for being obsessed with tuva's entire Discography i cannot change TT___TT she is truly a master of striking comedic balance in her work and i am always left experiencing the full spectrum of human emotion after reading anything she writes !!!

turn of the tide by miamimaiden: arranged marriage/royalty au with such charming characterization ;__; i love the pacing of this fic and the usage of snapshot scenes ! also just perfect banter across the board

tried to keep it to fics from the past 2 months... perhaps you're already familiar with all of these but i am giving them another endorsement anyway :')

[bbiemochi]

helloo i reaaally loved ur last knights work and was wondering if you could write the same for mao?? thank you<33

𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏! 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 (𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎) 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎! | isara mao x reader

[an]: hi, so yeah anon let’s pretend i didn’t just post this now in 2023 ahahahaha i’m a bad author so, i know that the knights fic was my most liked blog and i am really grateful for that, thank you for reading it <33 as for this one, aahhaahah i hope i wrote this one well for our precious trickstar member :,} nonetheless, tysm for requesting !

also small reminder, this is a point of view of mao ! new change for once ^w^

summary: he knows she’s a childhood friend of yours, but at least give you some space !

pairing: isara mao x g/n!reader

genre: fluff

note: f/n = friend’s name !

THE STUDENT COUNCIL WORK had been more and more stressful these days after the former 3rd years had graduated from yumenosaki private academy. in repositioning for the role of student council president, mao luckily became the perfect pick, and retook over eichi’s position. with tori and his butler, yuzuru, still with him at the council room, the piles and loads of work multiplied over his desk were easily handled and documented.

there were times when ritsu would often come visit the student council room, bug him to let the male sleep on his lap while he worked, and there were also times where his unit would come barging in out of nowhere. sometimes they were a wreck in the student council room, however mao knew so far that they meant a lot to him. not to mention…

not long after he announced being in a relationship with someone, his unit members were really surprised. subaru wanted to meet who he was going out with immediately after the confession, and hokuto had to calm him down. yes, he had faith in his unit about keeping secrets (including when it’s about relationships, which is not allowed to be known by the fans) but there’s this someone that bothered him by letting him know who he was infatuated with. the answer is obvious to be ritsu. even if mao trusts his childhood friend with all his heart, he knew ritsu would grow quite upset to hear he had a romantic partner. most obvious reasons would be because of the knight member’s clingy affection towards the council president, however his older brother thinks otherwise for more reasons.

as now the current student council president, some rules were changed in order to maintain the academy’s strict policy for the idol students in which can be involved with other courses connected to yumenosaki. mao often had hard times with his job, not to mention there were times when his unit members would forget about the rules he newly establishes, and then call them over to his office for a serious talk. mao has always been serious when it comes to student council matters, as both his status as the student council president and an idol (also now captain of the basketball club) had always been a close reputation in his heart. however…

y/n on the other hand had too become a priority to isara himself. his endearing lover who was always patting his shoulder when stressed and giving him small pecks on the forehead (not in front of the other student council members of course, tori would fume in annoyance), this was their ways to calm mao down—other than ritsu sleeping on his lap during working hours, not like mao ever minded he was used to it anyways.

y/n is not a producer in the idol course unlike the number one producer; anzu. instead, they’re only from the normal course in yumenosaki that mao had met when the normal course had some requests for the student council. y/n was their errand student if ever needed something far from the other courses. this was an obvious one, as mao notices it was always y/n who would come over the office when provided with new requests from the other yumenosaki courses. it’s hard work being an errand student that’s for sure. though, that didn’t take long when mao realised he kinda wanted to see them all the time now.

it became a weird attachment towards him, yet in some circumstances that came from a clear realization, yuzuru would soon notice his ‘odd’ behaviour whenever y/n would enter the student council office, a smile always leaking over their face. mao’s facial expression would frequently go from surprise, stammering of words, and an awkward neck brush as y/n hands over some documents from the normal course. these are obvious signs for yuzuru’s ‘theory’ of what’s going on between the errand student and the idol course’s current student council president.

didn’t take long when a festival was held, and mao confessed to y/n after one of his lives. he was a little hesitant at first, hands sweating and shaking as he waited for an answer to arrive—and when such sweet words of reciprocation stumbled on one’s mouth, mao knew lady luck finally gave him his chance. and thus, the relationship began. y/n was more than lucky to have mao’s approval in almost everything they asked for, sometimes even if they weren’t asking for it. for example, free live tickets to his concert, out of nowhere dates (these were mostly fun, so y/n didn’t mind much), and secret kisses in the office.

although the other members of trickstar weren’t much familiar of mao’s significant other, they knew for sure of how in love their unit member can be when infatuated with another.

back to the main hand of the story.

it was a thursday afternoon in yumenosaki, idols were being once again piled with practices, live scheduling for the upcoming projects approved by the student council—not to mention, an ongoing festival happening over inside the idol course building. the busy units that were bombarded inside of their changing rooms to get ready for their concert while visitors from other schools were scrolling around different booths for today’s occasion. mao’s unit was going to be performing later onstage thanks to the festival plan anzu had prepared for the idols entertainment for tonight (much different than last year, the moment where keito embarrassed himself when he pretended to shoot a fan with an imaginary bow—so much to wataru’s amusement at that point), yet the only thing mao could think of at that very moment in his head of clouds was y/n’s appearance roaming freely inside the school.

he had plans for his secret date for tonight with his lover, right after his concert, he would swipe them away with him, and go on for the most fun date of his life (“we’ll distract the fans, sally! don’t you worry!” was what subaru said). still, it would be such a great help. when a knock interrupted his thoughts, isara yelled out a ‘come in!’ signal before the door to the office opened. he was hoping it was either tori, souma, or tori’s butler, yuzuru, however he never expected it would be y/n themself. a wide smile stretches onto his cheeks. “oh y/n, hey! sorry, i’m a little piled up at the moment because of the festival happening right now, it would be best if you’d scroll along down at the booths, it’s going to be a little boring in here…” was the first thing that came out of his mouth. he wanted to slap himself at that moment.

y/n giggles, “it’s alright, just talking to you would be enough. i have so much to tell you!”

talk about hearts jumping…

their conversation lasted for 20 minutes. mao didn’t expect for this topic to go on longer than this workload he has on his hands, considering he wasn’t even much the slightest distracted by his significant other’s beautiful presence shows how much he can multitask with his work. with their hand on his, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad…how much he wants to kiss them at the moment…however that would be far too rash for his acts as a boyfriend. just like this would be ok for him…that is, until another knock could be heard at the door. y/n stands up, letting go of mao’s palm, which saddens him a bit, “i’ll open it for you.”

“thanks.” his eyes were quickly focused back on the document on his hands.

the sound of the door slamming opened was erupted inside the student council office, causing mao to shriek in surprise from the loud noise. all that he saw next was yuzuru pulling an unfamiliar figure away from y/n, who was pulling them close to her chest. what in the world was going on…?

“y/n-chan~!”

“f-f/n?! what are you doing here?!”

“y/n-sama, do you somehow know this individual?”

back to 0 days without nonsense in yumenosaki academy…what a pain…

mao jumps up from his chair and ran to the situation, pulling y/n away as well as yuzuru pulling the girl who was clinging to his lover away. she looked…like a student from the normal course, probably because of the uniform…and her expression when she looks at y/n…also another plus of evidence. the girl tries her best to pull away from yuzuru’s grip, sounding annoyed, “hey, can you let go of me, please?! it’s very rude to hold a girl you don’t know like that!”

“it’s also very rude to just burst inside the student council office without permission, including if you’re from another course, miss.” yuzuru barks back to her. y/n calmly walks away from mao’s grip, and pulls the girl away from yuzuru. now, he was confused. “f/n, what in the world were you thinking?? didn’t i said to wait for me?”

“but y/n-chan you were taking forever! i wanted to eat but you were nowhere to be found, so i scrolled down everywhere to look for you!”

“y/n, do you know her?” mao couldn’t help but question. nervously laughing, scratching the nape of their neck as f/n wraps her arms around them with a huge smile, y/n spoke, “ahaha…sorry about this mao, but uhh…this is f/n, a childhood friend of mine, she’s from the normal course that i brought along here for the idol festival. she’s a little clingy like ritsu but she’s pretty nice. f/n, this is the guy i’ve been telling you about…”

the mentioned female who clings around his beloved stops to look at him and smiles cheerfully, not even bothering to step back a bit from y/n and give around at least some space for them to breathe. “you’re the guy y/n-chan’s been talking about? waaahh! i never knew it was you! member of trickstar, right!? the one who defeated fine at last year’s idol festival! it’s an honor to know that y/n-chan is dating one of yumenosaki’s greatest idols!” she beams at mao along with a giggle. “y/n-chan you’re so lucky! how charming can you get if an idol is also infatuated with you??”

y/n awkwardly laughs as f/n only continued to hug them close. yuzuru seems to also stay bewildered as mao is, ‘course—the butler had no idea if he should continue pulling away from the student office or leave her be, simply because she seemed to be a very close friend of y/n’s. “well none of it matters now, because in the end, it’ll be me y/n-chan’s going to marry, right~?!”

mao felt like a shard had been stabbed in his chest. yuzuru too was surprised by this.

y/n, who was now trying to push f/n away from them, kept looking back if their boyfriend was bothered a little by their childhood friend’s comment out of thin air, “a-alright…! enough of that, f/n—c-c’mon now…! let’s get going, there are idols who are going to be performing soon!”

“oh yeah i forgot…! quick! let’s order some food first before we go! nice to meet you again, mao-san! me and y/n-chan are going to go now!” mao wasn’t even able to say a proper goodbye before f/n dragged y/n out of the student council office, leaving both yuzuru and the current council president standing there, astounded.

***

7:54pm

it was evening by the time the festival finished. and every paperwork scattered across mao’s desk was finished as well. the evident shining stars that twinkled beneath the clouded heavens looked down upon the realm of each individual walking home from the exit of yumenosaki. with a loud sigh escaping his lips and a grunt from the long stretch he did, mao patted a certain ravenette’s hair who was sleeping over his lap as he worked.

“oi ritsu, get up, let me breathe real quick..”

“mmn..” the mentioned male did as he was asked, and sat up from his childhood friend, yawning as he did so. if mao remembers well, the last time he saw y/n was around 12pm, right before the festival was starting—and of course, they were with…that girl named f/n (claiming to be a childhood friend of theirs, yet mao doesn’t remember much of his lover talking about her before).

“i wonder where y/n is…”

“maa-kun, do you think they’re cheating on you?”

“why would…?! ritsu, don’t say such things, i got a little angry with that, y’know??”

“sorry, sorry…please don’t get mad at me, maa-kun…” mao rubbed his arms a bit to calm himself down from such thought. no, y/n was never the type of person to cheat. as they had mentioned earlier; f/n was somewhat like ritsu…very clingy. there was no way ritsu would see that as something else…way beyond their relationship. he felt nervous and…kind of afraid.

just before mao could say anything else, a knock could be heard at the door, and yuzuru was swift to open it while holding a pot of tea on his other hand. “speak of the devil! hehe..!” tori giggled at the back, before munching up a biscuit in his mouth. y/n walks in, completely clueless of what tori meant by that, “speak of the devil? were you guys talking about me just now?”

“ah…please don’t mind them..”

“oh…hi, y/n~”

“welcome back, y/n-sama. please do have a seat while i pour you some tea.”

“oh! thank you so much, yuzuru!” as y/n took a seat across from mao’s seat, mao smiles brightly as he greeted them, “how was the festival? did you and your err…friends enjoyed it?” he asks, a bit timid. ritsu notices this small odd behavior of his childhood friend and chuckles; “maa-kun~ you sound discreet right now, y’know?” he pointed out, causing a small startle from the male beside. ritsu laughs along with y/n who giggles. the tea was served right away not for too long, and ritsu left after tsukasa came looking for him right after the festival activities involving the knight idols. yuzuru and tori both excused themselves for a while to talk regarding of family matters mentioning the himemiya family (it wasn’t a real excuse, all tori wanted was for mao and y/n to have alone time—‘reason’s why he dragged yuzuru into his so-called business).

now it was only the two of them in the student council office. mao started to wonder what was taking souma so long. “aha…sorry about this, maybe you should head home first. this work might take a while.”

“i don’t mind waiting.”

“y-you sure? how about your friend?”

y/n tilted their head in confusion, “what about f/n?”

“well, won’t she be waiting for you? i’m sure she might crash into the student council office again…you should really tell her that this office is not just an in and out room, it’s for business staff members only…and people can only come inside with the consent from the members.” mao spoke, not bothering to look eye to eye level with y/n, who just sat there and listened. y/n giggles, “i know, you don’t have to explain that to me. it’s a habit of f/n-chan’s, i’m really sorry if she had bothered your working hours during that time. i had explained to her about the situation as well, and she’s also sorry about it. i hope you can forgive her for her….recklessness.”

mao sighs, his forefinger and thumb pushing the hem of his nose as he leaned himself down onto his chair. “for someone her age, she’s at least got to know that rule, right? i don’t get it. why is she so clingy?” y/n senses perked up and tingled after that sentence….wait a minute…

“aren’t you bothered by how close she is? i pay real attention, and it looks like she wasn’t giving you temporary space at all.”

“mao…”

“i mean, honestly, ritsu can be clingy like her, but goodness she’s another kind. probably because she’s a girl? gah…no, her gender has nothing to do with this…or maybe she’s way too comfortable around you now…hmm…”

“mao.”

y/n’s boyfriend looked up to them after being called (for the second time), and his eyes darted away quickly. “yeah?”

“were you jealous?”

“…”

“…”

silence lingered like an aroma through the air, with the only noise coming from the outside view of cricket’s chirp and the wind churning an endless tune. y/n looked at mao intensely, while the male on the other hand looked straight back into their eyes, feeling lost in them. for a few seconds, he managed to realise what his lover has questioned, and his cheek burns. “h-hah? jealous? about what?”

“about f/n-chan,” y/n replies, this time a cheshire cat smile stretched across their cheeks. nervousness can be sensed in mao’s laughter, an awkward grin dug through as well. “w-wha…? why would i be jealous? she’s your friend, and i’m your boyfriend. the difference is huge.”

“yeah, i know. but were you jealous of earlier?”

“what type of questions are these? if you’re here to distract me from work then i suggest you just go straight home and rest for me,” mao was totally dodging the question, looking away from y/n who was grinning weirdly at him. this was stupid…why would he be jealous of such a small matter like this? y/n’s laughter could be heard, and mao tried all his best to hide the visible redness of his cheeks. “maa-kun~”

“a-are you really calling me by the name ritsu gave me?” y/n teasingly stuck their tongue out, “you were jealous weren’t you?”

“was not..”

another laugh. “it’s ok to be jealous, mao! honest! just confess that you were jealous earlier then—mph!”

y/n’s sentence was cut short, arms clinging to their shoulders as they were pulled forward by a force, lips meeting his, and eyes wide in surprise. a second has passed, and mao gently pulls away from the kiss, and sits back down on his desk, continuing his work.

“why would i be even jealous? i get to do that to you, and she can’t because you’re taken by me already, so she has no chance,” mao says, calmly, before resuming his paperwork. what a new side to the student council president…

***

a/n: aha…happy valentine’s day…?

[ateezmakemeweep]

since we're all being emoctional ill be too: hi, im former bat anon and miss you and miss being around!!

its been a while since i showed up bc ive been through some of the worst months in my life. nothing seems quite right lately. fanfiction has been a big escape for me, and your fics too. they're some of the reasons ive started to read fanfiction in this website and what made me want to creat an account, after all. your stories never fail to comfort me, even the angstier ones. thank you so much for sharing your works and talent with us :)

-🦇

bat anon im crying tysm💕💕 i’m sorry to hear ur going through it but i hope ur doing a little bit better now 🫶🏻

[authorhjk1]

Guessing anon here. Tysm again for your reply! Will be looking forward to it. Take your previous time with it since I know it would be worth the wait.

Also the collab we never expected just came out of nowhere. It was nice to see all these writers come out with these marvelous pieces including yours. My fave ones from part 1 was yours but also the legend kesujo too…was not expecting them to collab too especially their works of SNSD, truly a piece of art this collab is.

Was this the big series you were talking about or do you also have something else for us?

Thanks! Peace out.

I enjoyed writing it. I wanted to write Julie for some time now anyways, so this just made sense. I'm happy to hear you enjoyed my fic, especially when there are so many great writers who also participated. I liked @kesujo 's fic as well. Definitely want to know the full story.

To answer your question: no, this wasn't what I was talking about. I've been planning my series for a while now. I will post the masterlist for it soon. Just to give you an idea on how it's gonna be.

I won't be taking any requests considering the series, but I will post polls, where you can influence the storyline and the character development. A little similar to a video game of some sort. There will be one main story line, which everyone can follow. And there will be small side stories, which dive deeper into specific parts of this small world, without influencing the main story.

So far I have 21 idols, who will be part of the series. It is heavily plot driven, so for the people who enjoy smut with a lot of build up and drama, this is for you. The chapters will be quite long, I think, I don't want to put a specific word count on it though.

These groups will definitely be represented by one or two, if not all members:

Girl's Generation

Aespa

Blackpink

Former Izone

Viviz

Twice

New Jeans

Ive

Itzy

And some more, who haven't been decided yet.

I hope this made you interested guys. This will be a very big project, so I hope I have your support.

Guessing anon,

you were right again. 2/3 for three Taeyeon guesses in a row. Very impressive.

Stay healthy everyone!

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member suffers from heat stroke ft SNSD's Tiffany as GF

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that the anon who gave me this idea on Tumblr likes it!

The request: Hello! May I please request 10th member ft GF Tiffany. Where she collapses/passes out on stage during a concert from heat stroke or fever and Tiffany and the girls, panicking but then taking care of her.

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The lights in the concert arena were blinding, and the cheers of the crowd were deafening. TWICE, one of the most beloved K-pop girl groups of the generation, was in the middle of a high-energy performance, showcasing their hit songs to thousands of fans. The stage was a whirlwind of colours, choreography, and music, and Y/N, the 10th and youngest member of the group, was giving her all, just as she always did.

In the midst of the performance, the maknae's vision started to blur, and a wave of dizziness washed over her. Her heart raced, and the heat of the stage lights seemed to intensify. She stumbled on her choreography, nearly colliding with one of her fellow members. Panic set in as her legs felt like lead, and the stage lights seemed to close in on her.

Tiffany, Y/N's girlfriend and a former member of Girls' Generation, watched from the side of the stage with concern etched across her face. She knew how hard her girl had been working, and the gruelling schedule they had all been keeping was taking its toll. Tiffany exchanged a worried glance with the other TWICE members, who had noticed Y/N's sudden struggle.

As the song reached its climax, Y/N's vision began to narrow, and she felt herself swaying dangerously. She managed to finish the routine, but as the final notes played, she collapsed to the floor, a crumpled heap of exhaustion and dehydration.

The arena fell into a stunned silence as the members of TWICE and the audience watched in shock. Tiffany's heart leapt into her throat as she rushed to the youngest's side, the other TWICE members following suit.

Tiffany - Baby! 

Tiffany cried, kneeling beside her girlfriend.

The medical team on standby rushed to the stage, and the arena's emergency response protocol kicked into action. The concert was halted, and a hush settled over the once-ecstatic audience.

Tiffany gently cradled Y/N's head in her lap, brushing a strand of sweat-soaked hair away from her girlfriend's pale face. 

Tiffany - Y/N, baby, can you hear me? *tapping cheek*

Y/N's eyelids fluttered open, and she looked up at Tiffany with a weak, dazed expression.

Y/N - Tiffany...

Tiffany's heart ached as she held her lover's hand tightly.

Tiffany - You're going to be okay, baby. Just hang in there.

The other TWICE members surrounded them, their faces filled with concern. Jihyo, the group's incredible leader, took charge, speaking to the medical team and the worried staff members. Nayeon, Sana, Momo, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, Jeongyeon, Tzuyu, and Mina gathered around, forming a protective circle around their little sister.

The paramedics quickly arrived on the scene, checking Y/N's vital signs and administering emergency treatment for heatstroke. The members watched with bated breath, their hearts heavy with worry. Tiffany's grip on Y/N's hand never wavered.

The medical team assured everyone that the maknae's condition was stable but cautioned that she needed immediate rest and medical attention. Y/N was carefully placed on a stretcher and wheeled away, leaving Tiffany and the TWICE members to follow in a mix of fear and relief.

In the privacy of the backstage area, Y/N was settled in a temporary medical bay. She was hooked up to an IV drip, receiving fluids to rehydrate her. Tiffany sat by her side, holding her hand and speaking soothing words.

Tiffany - Honey, you scared me to death.

Tiffany murmured as her voice trembled with emotion.

Y/N managed a weak smile. 

Y/N - I'm so sorry, Tiff. I didn't want this to happen.

Tiffany leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her girl's forehead. 

Tiffany - You don't have to apologize, love. We should have noticed how hard you've been working.

As Tiffany held Y/N's hand, the other members of TWICE gathered around, their faces etched with concern. Jihyo stepped forward, her motherly instincts taking over. 

Jihyo - Sweetheart, we're so glad you're okay. But you have to take better care of yourself. *frowning*

The other members nodded in agreement. Sana spoke up, her voice filled with guilt. 

Sana - We should have realized you were pushing yourself too hard. *pouts*

TWICE's angel closed her eyes, feeling overwhelmed by the love and concern surrounding her. 

Y/N - I didn't want to let anyone down. I wanted to give my best for our fans.

Mina placed a gentle hand on Y/N's shoulder. 

Mina - Lovebug, we love you, and we appreciate your dedication, but your health comes first. We should have made that clear to you.

Y/N's eyes welled up with tears, and she squeezed Tiffany's hand tightly. 

Y/N - I'm so lucky to have all of you. Thank you for caring about me.

Nayeon - You're not alone in this, kiddo. We're like a family, and we look out for each other. *reassuring smile*

With the paramedics' guidance, Y/N was given the care she needed. She was advised to take some time off to fully recover. Tiffany, ever the supportive girlfriend, promised to be by her side every step of the way.

Over the next few weeks, Y/N rested and recuperated with Tiffany's unwavering care. She realized the importance of self-care and the strength of the bond she shared with both her girlfriend and her TWICE family.

As the members of TWICE returned to their rigorous schedule, they made a conscious effort to ensure that all the members, including Y/N, took breaks and stayed healthy. They had learned a valuable lesson from that fateful day, one that reminded them of the importance of looking out for one another and never taking their health for granted.

And this made them all share one thought:

I'll love my dear chosen family forever.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors. English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

[sitp-recs]

Dear Liv, first of all thank you for your contributions to his fandom, I’ve found and loved so many wonderful fics thanks to you!

After reading SG’s Turn, I’d love to read more epilogue compliant Drarry fics, preferably mature or explicit, but I don’t know where to start. I was wondering if you had any favorite epilogue compliant fics to rec? Sorry if you’ve already answered a similar ask. Tysm!!

Hi anon! I feel like I haven’t contributed much to fandom lately but thank you, that’s very sweet 😘 I’m a bit picky about epilogue-compliant bc I don’t really care for het ships or kid fics and many of them involve infidelity which is not my usual jam (but I’m willing make an exception for Frayach’s brilliant Breaking All the Rules).

I listed below some recs with divorced Drarry and would suggest checking this epilogue-compliant compilation by @gameofdrarry and maybe take a look at authors like Lomonaaeren and Gracerene, they’ve written a few epilogue-compliant stories. Enjoy!

A Song, Incomplete by RurouniHime (E, 11k)

Draco’s photograph took up the entire top half of the Prophet’s front page. Below the photo: DRACO MALFOY DEFENDS SON OF FORMER LOVER. As if that were breaking news.

The Weight of a Wanting Heart by Femme (E, 12k)

After nearly two decades hidden away in the Wiltshire countryside, Draco Malfoy’s surprised to see a familiar face come into his local.

Lost and Found by rillalicious (M, 16k)

Hermione is an auditor for the Ministry. When she comes across an intriguing case with a familiar name, she turns to her favorite Auror for help.

Written in the Stars by November Snowflake (M, 16k)

Draco watches as his son grows up--and maybe does a little growing up of his own.

Once Upon A Time, Yesterday by Femme (E, 22k)

"You've always been obsessed with Malfoy, Harry. That should probably tell you something."

Dating for Dads in Denial by @aibidil (T, 25k)

In which one wizard designs and another reluctantly patronises a magical matchmaking service, amidst the chaos of children and parenting.

Homecoming by November Snowflake (E, 27k)

Harry thinks spending two weeks as a guest lecturer at Hogwarts will offer the perfect chance to get away from his troubles. Then he meets his assigned faculty guide: Potions Master Draco Malfoy.

Time is a Construct series by @gracerene (E, 29k)

Draco's in a bit of a rut. He's nearing forty, divorced, and he still can't figure out how to make his Time Turner reconstruction work. He's bored, he can admit it, so he's not nearly as concerned as he should be when his pet project malfunctions and sends him twenty years into the past. That is, until he ends up relying on a nineteen-year-old Harry Potter for help and starts developing some very inconvenient—and possibly reciprocated—feelings.

Paper Rings by @lettersbyelise (E, 50k)

When Harry’s in need of a divorce lawyer, he has no choice but to turn to the best in the trade. Draco Malfoy’s reputation for discretion is flawless, and his track record for winning cases is close to perfect. But he’s also ruthless, passionate, and as infuriating as ever, and the brief relationship he and Harry had in Eighth Year still feels painfully fresh despite two decades spent apart.

2020, 2021 by newleaves (M, 64k)

Harry’s going through a divorce. It’s a love story, really.

When Times are Dire by @aibidil (E, 130k)

Magical Britain is screwed, and it's once again up to Harry to save it. This time, by marrying Draco Malfoy.

This Ain't the Garden of Eden by @romaine2424 (E, 131k)

In 2020, Hit Wizard Harry is starting to enjoy his life. He’s divorced, and no longer Head Auror. His biggest project these days is trying to remodel 12 Grimmauld Place for him and the kids. Draco Malfoy is recovering from his wife’s death. But is happy with his Ministry position as Temporary Head of the Department of Intoxicating Substances, and with his son who he adores. This all changes quickly when Minister Shacklebolt decides not to run for another term.

[sanest-bsd-delegate]

I don’t request much but I was thinking and what about dazai x fem!reader similar to Rei Ayanami?

Blossom Trees

|Hi so like I haven't watched that anime yet but I tried to write Y/N's character according to Rei Ayanami by reading the personality type and behavior on web!|

Summary: Dazai finds Y/N under the Blossom trees. Dazai x Fem!Reader Masterlist

You were a tough person to read from the start.

You had joined the Armed detective Agency, after you ran away from Port Mafia, not disclosing the reason on why you did that act. Only the president and Ranpo seemed to know the reason.

You grow an attachment with Ranpo, but with others? Your life and ways was a mystery for them.

It seemed to happen that Dazai had found you beneath the Blossom trees, which held prettiest flowers, enough to woh women.

He saw you sitting by yourself, as you were feeding a cat which happened to look stray, and you almost happy, but he still couldn't place that into pure happiness or just a coted perception of fakeness displaying happiness.

You look up to see your co-worker Dazai, the former Port Mafia member who everyone feared till day, and the former Partner of your friend Chuuya Nakahara.

"My, my Y/N what a lovely day today isn't it?" Dazai commented, as he seated himself beside you uninvited.

You could only respond him with a nod.

"Well if this isn't the cold friend of short rack," He stated, as if he knew some buttons to make you speak, "You are cute, are you sure you weren't bribed to be friends with him?"

You could only stare at him with a blank look. What was this man thinking?

"Not much of a talker I see....Well no problem, This Dazai Osamu will make sure to get you know you better"

"There is nothing about me which you will find interesting." You commented as you started to pack everything.

"So you can finally talk belladonna" He commented, "Awww moving already? It seems you forgot this"

That moment you knew he pushed the buttons.

"Give me my journal back"

"No, let me see what all good stuff you wrote about handsome men like me" He stated, almost threating to open the pages of your journal.

"What do you want?" You stated looking blankly at him, unaware of his motives.

"Say Y/N are you free this evening?"

"Yes why?"

"Because starting off, I would like to get to know you" Dazai stated calmly, as he stood up and started walking away, with the journal in his hands.

"I would like my journal"

"No, meet me this evening and we will see"

Tysm Anon for the request and sorry this took a while to publish, I will make sure to make a part two if the fate is with my favor

[chekhovs-nailgun]

Honestly it's crazy how being an anti slowed my recovery from my abuse because my brain deciding to develop fetishes based on what happened to me, according to everyone around me, clearly meant that I put myself in that situation on purpose and that I was at fault and actually enjoyed it 😬🙄😒 No one hates victims more than antis. Speaking as a former one seeing how I acted towards other victims because I was impressionable and "trying to be right" still makes me ill. I hope anyone who has been harassed by antis and told they deserved what they got finds peace. And anyone who is an anti and feels disgusted at themselves for experiencing trauma "the wrong way" finds not just peace but better friends too 😕

from what i’ve seen, antis do all of this in the name of “saving the kids” or “preventing abuse” and they either don’t realize they’re perpetuating abuse directly or they do realize it, and they’ve just convinced themselves that because of their target, it’s okay (which is abuser 101 but they seem to ignore that). and since they can’t actually do anything that matters (like supporting and listening to victims, donating to organizations that help victims) since it doesn’t give them any direct satisfaction, they take it out on random people for shipping, idk, bart simpson with marge or some shit. they don’t even care that reading/drawing/consuming random ship content is too broad a category to consistently catch actual criminals. at the base of it, they don’t give a shit about real victims. they just want a vague enough entity to “protect” so that they have an excuse to seek out things that they don’t want to see and act like assholes

being an anti and a writer interested in creating dark fiction was really fucked up. my antagonists were shallow and when i tried to write central conflicts (like dealing with the repercussions of CSA, emotional incest, etc) i danced around it because i was afraid that people would think i was a nasty proshipper who was glorifying bad things, that i deserved what happened to me, et cetera. looking back, im so glad i got out of there, because if i didn’t everything i write would be so shitty and emotionless because of that same fear. i’m proud of you for getting out of there too, anon. it takes a lot of courage and maturity to admit you were wrong especially after you were trying so hard to be right

btw sorry it took me so long to post this i had it saved in my drafts for a while and forgot 💔 tysm for the ask tho i love talking to you guys