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weirdversethestrange · 6 months ago

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Anti Void Date (Error x Outer) (part 2)

Part one will be linked below the story

Outer waits out by the cliffs for his glitchy friend. He looks up at stars above, watching each one twinkle and flicker in the cosmos that is his home. He always couldn’t help but wonder how monsters from other timelines could be alright without the sight of the stars for so long. He could never imagine himself really being trapped underground, the galaxy was his home. It always has been, so for him seeing some au’s come in…knowing that many of them have never seen the starts or only saw them for the briefest of moments on the surface before a reset, how their eyes seem to light up and be filled with not only the dazzling gleaming orbs in the sky, but also of wonder, curiosity, and…hope. His home was a place of tranquility and beauty, neutral grounds amongst the multiverse. He just wished it wasn’t being planned to be a prison area for the destroyer of worlds.

Outer would soon be dragged out of his thoughts when the familiar sound of TV static and the glitchy sound of perhaps an old dial phone and broken game set caught his attention. The star skeleton looks over and spots a familiar portal coming into a plain of existence, glitching and flickering here and there. Out steps a figure that most feared, a Sans clad in black clothing that faded to a blue with having touches of red and yellow. The scarf wrapped around his neck a blue that Outer could best describe as “blue light” or “blue screen of death” more as a joking manner. The skeleton’s attire could be described as “Glitchy Hobo”. However, this skeleton was not to be seen as friendly by most, for he was the destroyer of worlds, the glitch amongst the void, Error. Outer though saw him as a friend. With a turn of his skull, Error would look at Outer with a huff and a slightly puzzled expression.

“Ya ready to go on this what did you call it again?

“Anti Void Date.”

“Right…why not just call it Void Date? Wouldn’t that be easier?”

“Yeah but…The Void and Anti Void are two different places. Plus a Void Date would be awkward considering a lot of the Gasters of the different timelines are there…including mine. I don’t think I really want to be explaining to my Gaster why I’m with the destroyer of worlds.”

Error would roll his eyelights and groans slightly at Outer’s explanation. He places his hand on the ridge of his nose cavity and sighs. Yeah he’d rather not face the wrath of Outer’s Gaster…no less several others that really don’t like him. He can already picture Asteroid thoroughly judging Error and glaring at him sharply. He was in no mood to deal with that today.

“Alright, alright, ya got a point. But…why my place for the date? It’s empty there and nothing beats a good view in your home, well okay one thing can. But not my point. Why not just have the date here? There’s a lot more to do here.” Outer would pause and sigh. It might be too much of a risk to really explain in his home since anyone could come in if Ink suddenly enacts the plan a little early, the artist was truly unpredictable at times…and that kind of scares the normally calm and collected sans. He would look to Error and give a calm smile.

“I’ll tell ya when we get to your place. Plus, I think it’s about time you maybe hosted me at your place, yeah?” Error would sigh, knowing that he probably won’t get a straight answer till they actually went to the anti void. Her would signal to Outer to follow him and Error keeps the portal to his home opened. Outer would soon follow his friend and would hear the portal fade.

Outer would look around at the endless white space around him. There was no wind…no detail to anything. Much like a blank canvas, the place was completely empty…well, almost. Outer would be lead to where Error would stay. From what Outer could see on the ground, it didn’t seem like much, just a beanbag on the ground, a few chocolate bars here and there, some unfinished dolls and crochet supplies and yarn everywhere. That’s when Outer would look up…that’s when he was surprised to see so many strings, a few holding some human souls, and many holding completed dolls of many Au’s. A small grunt from Error would draw Outer’s attention away from the many blue strings above them.

“Soooooo? You going to explain?

“Oh, right.” Outer sighs as he sees Error go to sit down in his beanbag, leaning back in it as he looks at Outer. Outer rubs the back of his skull before she starts to speak up. “I…I wanted our um…date to be here because I…heard something really bad at a multiverse meeting that um…surrounded you.” Error would place a hand on his cheek and lean on it a little bit. He murmurs a little about this. Course the multiverse was talking shit about him. When were they not? He’s the destroyer of worlds, of course people are not going to like him. What made this any different from any other meeting he’s heard about?

“Okay? Outer that’s normal. Course people are gonna say bad things about me. I’m not exactly “saint of the multiverse” ya know. If that’s all you’re really getting worked up about, then maybe don’t attend those meetings-“

“I wasn’t finished explaining.” Outer would cut Error off, his voice slightly sounding a tad more serious than usual. Error goes quiet and leans back in his beanbag chair. He was a little irritated that Outer interrupted him…but he would set it aside for now. With that, Outer thinks about what he is going to say next before he slowly pieces together a sentence carefully. “I…I was there long enough to hear that they were making a plan. A-a plan that…hurt you…to imprison you in a void in my universe.” Now, this caught Error’s attention. A plan to imprison him in OuterTale? Yeah, that wasn’t going to go through well if it was just the Star Sanses. Error would scoff at this and look to Outer, thinking the sans was just overreacting to something.

“Outer come on. It’s a stupid idea that Ink probably made within the day along with his friends. How many are going to be in this plan? Dream, Swap, and the squid?” Error would let out a laugh as if to mock those damn Star Sanses thinking they could stop him forever! What fools they were!

“The whole multiverse…” Error would abruptly stop laughing. Outer’s simple statement changed everything. Oh, this was not good. Sure he could take down a legion of universes with ease…but the whole multiverse? No…he would be overwhelmed eventually. How did that numbskull Ink even convince so many to join his clause? The glitchy skeleton would then look over to Outer, his eyelights filled with suspicion towards his fellow skeleton.

“You aren’t with them, are you?”

“No…I…only let them use my universe as the place because Ink suggested it. He said he meant to ask me before the meeting but said he forgot-“

“Bullshit!” Outer would flinch a little at the sudden yell from Error, his voice glinting and echoing through the anti void. The glitch soon realized that…maybe that was a bad thing to say without some explaining. “Sorry, let me elaborate a little. I’m not saying that to you, Outer. I was saying that to Ink’s statement. I totally believe in what you’re saying, I just saying that Ink was definitely lying to you. He probably didn’t forget and decided to ask to use your universe as part of his plan that way you wouldn’t have a choice to really say no. Cause he knows if you said no, a ton of universes would start to question and get suspicious of you. Ink can be a dunce sometimes, but he isn’t stupid. He can’t feel actual emotions, but he knows how to read them…and how to set up situations to be in his favor.” Outer seemed to calm down a little bit from this, but now feels a little uneasy about that information about the protector of timelines. Error would huff as he senses Outer’s uneasiness.

Error would think for a few moments about what to do next before he facepalms and scoots over on his beanbag to let the shorter sans sit next to him. “Here, just sit down and stop worrying about things. You said Void date or Anti Void date, whatever the hell ya called it. It’s a date, now come on.” Outer would look in slight surprise at the offer to sit next to Error. He would have been fine with just sitting on the Anti Void floor, but he accepted. The space themed sans would walk over to the beanbag and sit next to Error, making sure to give Error some space.

“You um…have enough room? I know that you have an issue with touch.”

“It’s fine…you’re far enough away.” Outer would nod a little and looks up at the strings again. He couldn’t help but wonder where the strings are tied to. “I’m surprised you aren’t actually helping the multiverse.” Outer would gaze at Error as the glitchy skeleton would speak this.

“Why would you be surprised? You’re my friend, I don’t want you to get hurt by them. No less trapped in a void for all of eternity.” Error would chuckle a little at the irony of that statement. Outer can’t save him from the anti void, but he’ll save him from the actual void? Funny.

“Yeah well, the multiverse has a reason to want me gone. I mean hey, without me they’d probably be happier, course they’ll be in for a horrible shock once timelines suddenly start crashing into one another. But who am I to know that? I’m just the destroyer.” Error would say with much sarcasm laced in his voice. Outer would look at his friend and sighs a little. He doesn’t really like when Error decides to degrade himself with the words of the multiverse…it always made the starry skeleton worry for him.

“Come on, don’t say that…you’re much more than a destroyer. You’re a creative individual. I mean you make dolls that are just so detailed. They’re cute. And you’re an important part of the multiverse. You’re my friend and well I…I care about you a lot. And I…” Outer would trail off as he nearly says something that may be speaking a little too much about how he felt. This didn’t go unnoticed by Error though. The destroyer of worlds would look at Outer confused as he expected Outer to say more. He waits for a response, some type of continuation to whatever Outer was about to say.

“And you…what? What were you about to say?” Outer would gulp a little but as he shakes his skull.

“It’s nothing…”

“Well that’s a damn lie. Come on, why don’t ya say it?” Outer would hesitate, great…Error was not going to let this go. Why did he have to slip up now of all times. He looks down a little to avoid eye contact with Error.

“I care about you…a lot. I’m starting to think it’s a lot more than just…caring. Like um…”

“Love.” Error would state as he looks at Outer. He hasn’t fully processed what Outer says, his mind basically still taking in this new information like a slow running computer. Outer however would freeze as Error seemed to have figured it out very quickly what the OuterTale Sans was trying to communicate. Oh how he wished he could hide in his hood right now and never leave again.

“I’m sorry…I’ll go. I um…here just take these. I meant to give them to you earlier but got distracted. Sorry.” Outer would say quickly as he hands Error a couple of chocolate bars from his jacket pockets that he put away. He gets up to leave the beanbag chair and to possibly return home when something surprising happened. The warmth of someone grabbing his hand…Error just…grabbed his hand. Outer would look back in shock to see Error’s expression just as shocked as he was.

“You love me?” Error would ask before inevitably crashing due to grabbing Outer’s hand so suddenly and quickly. The progress bar above him saying “Error.exe has crashed” and soon changes to “REBOOTING” and a small percentage scale to show how far along Error’s rebooting was. Outer would stand there silently as Error slowly started to reboot. He sighs before sitting back down next next to Error on the beanbag and huffs. He’ll probably answer him as soon as the glitch reboots.

(AN: Okay, so this may now be a three part story. It’s been fun writing these two. Anyways part one is in the link below)

Characters used: Error Sans by CrayonQueen/Loverofpiggied, Outer Sans by 2mi127

#error sans #outer sans #errorouter #outererror #outer x error #error x outer #sanscest #rarepair #fanfic #undertale au fanfic

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honeybee-taskforce · 1 year ago

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1x01 Rewatch Thoughts and Feelings

disclaimer I’m typing this all on my phone while I watch so if there’s spelling or grammar errors they can be added to my sin list for when i get judged at the pearly gates.

lets fly

-grace <3

-idk why i forgot that the show STARTS with the explosion and loss of old 126…

-judd <3

-salutes the fallen as they are still alive since i know this is a canon event and needs to happen for my comfort characters to come together

-oh FUCK i forgot how quick it happens and that Grace is on call WITH Judd AND hears the explosion happen like…. Ahhhhh.

-TK <3

-“i’m gonna ask alex to marry me tonight” canon event we can’t interfere canon event we can’t interfere canon event we can’t interfere-

-i would piss myself if i was ever hamging off the side of a skyscraper cause heights is my biggest fear lmfao

-“i say go for it” CANON EVENT WE CANT INTERFERE-

-I know I’m not free from clowning on Owen in recent episodes but Season 1 will always be my favorite of him. Seeing him here just reminds me how much I used to like his character.

-“my son’s getting engaged tonight will i make it to the wedding?” WELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL you see there’s a few things that have to happen first but TECHNICALLY-

-chief radford telling Owen to give him a call if he changes his mind is the real MVP

-TK BABY WAKE UP

-okay so the first time i watched this episode i was shellshocked by how much happened before the first commercial break?? A whole fire ladder crew is lost, someone is diagnosed with cancer, someone overdoses???? i was- ?????? And then i saw it. The sign i missed from the beginning. “produced by Ryan Murphy”. SONUVABITCH I SHOULD’VE KNOWN- (i was a glee kid)

-Owen and TK are such a good duo

-country music cause we’re in texas baybeeee yeehaw

-these two are so “new york” stepping out of this car it pains me

-tk is such a good person and so aware of other people’s needs it hurts so much how he (at this point) doesn’t put that same energy towards himself

-shakes ass to the music playing while we get our “Meet the 126” montage

-“i’m allergic to poor leadership” such a good line that does an amazing job setting up who Marjan is going to be for the whole series. -judd baby… </3

-this scene is so well acted I love it so so so much. Judd’s anger and Owen’s calm but cautious energy mesh so well.

-PS heehee you’re gonna be best frieeeeeends

-…..has owen’s house always been black wtf i always picture it white when im reading fics????? -i love this striped jacket tk is wearing where did it go did it survive the flames from season 2….

-oh god i just noticed hid pants show his ankles i hate that fashion trend so so somuch but im also 6’4” so maybe it’s because i was made fun of for my ankles showing when i was growing up LOL

-oh hey michelle hoe are you nice to see you

-liv is such a good actress i don’t care for michelle but i DO like liv this first scene is such a good introduction

-CARLOS <3

-i always love trying to figure out what the emergency is going to be when we’re clearly approaching one in a set up scene because most of the time it’s obvious but there are the few that come around and shellshock me lmfao

-Michelle and Owen as captains would have been a fun dynamic to explore as the show went on had liv stayed around. Even if I am a huge fan of Tommy and how they interact and respect each other.

-grace immediately calling judd on his bullshit is perfect and i love her for it so much. Another amazing introduction to a character. hell this whole pilot does the best job of introducing us to the cast in the first episode than i think a lot of shows (that i’ve at least seen) do so props to them!

-“the man i love has never taken no for an answer, so do not start now.” GRACE IS SOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD

-i forgot they start the skincare talk in the pilot i thought this was and episode 2 thing sfgfsgngn this feels so goofy to include in the pilot like it’s meant to be a major plot moving forward instead of just characterization

-“most people tend to tiptoe around me” paul… </3 I love him. -carlos just introduced himself to his future father in law and doesn’t know it yet hehehehehehehehehehe

-CARLOS AND TK JUST SPOKE TO THEIR FUTURE HUSBANDS FOR THE FIRST TIME AND DONT KNOW IT YET HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE

-i love how tk starts the show off wanting to be exactly like his dad, or at least who he thinks his dad wants him to be, and evolves into his own person over time and is proud of that. I’m proud of that. -TELL HIM ABOUT THE- ugh. Canon event.

-“that’s him?” she had target locked and ready

-carlos nervously waiting for michelle to get everyone away so he can approach tk yeah yeah yeah

-“you wanna dance?” It beeeeginss!!!!!!

-grace being the best and approaching owen is my favorite scene in the pilot by far. ESPECIALLY on rewatch, knowing where the characters end up and all. -This second scene with owen and judd is definitely sceond place though, given how it seems like Judd messed this up again but Owen decides to give him a chance by telling him about his cancer and then acknowledging the memorial that was put up… and it works out for everyone because Judd ends up becoming the heart of the new 126. -holy hell i completely forgot that we meet the wife and daughter of one of the former 126 here….

-shakes ass to old town road while everyone montages their way through the end of the episode

-JUDD ON THE TRUCK YEEEEEEEEHAW

and that’s that. FUCK i love this show.

#honeybeewatchforce #911 lone star rewatch 2024 #911 lone star

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balmacedapascal · 2 years ago

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you came. you called. [modern harwin/rhaenyra]

02:13 [SMS TO BREAKBONES]: SOS

02:13 [SMS TO BREAKBONES]: i know its your night off but

02:14 [SMS TO BREAKBONES]: i cant find laena or ali and the partys getting bad

02:17 [SMS TO BREAKBONES]: shit nvm ignore this sorry

02:17 [SMS TO BREAKBONES]: ill be fine

02:18 [SMS FROM BREAKBONES]: 5 minutes.

“Shit shit shit.” Maybe it was the room temperature jungle juice that had settled poorly on an empty stomach or maybe it was the fact that she hadn’t been able to find the girls for the last half hour no matter how many rooms she’d checked. But her head had been a little fuzzy and she’d felt that anxious itch the longer she made her way through crowded spaces full of unfamiliar faces and she’d done the only thing she could think of. Her cry for help to the man who’d been her shadow for the last two years thanks to her father. The only reason she’d managed to get to a party on Greek row at KLU was because it was his night off and now she’d gone crying to him like a scared little girl. And the second she’d done it she’d been left with a sickening feeling of embarrassment.

Phone clutched tight in her hand, Rhaenyra elbowed her way through the crowd of coeds, drinking and dancing and actually enjoying their night. Her eyes scanned the room like she’d been doing since Laena disappeared to dance with some guy from the rugby team. Alicent had been gone even longer and she was hoping to stumble upon her. Instead, she spotted a familiar figure shouldering his way into the house, glancing around with a determined look in his eyes.

Harwin Strong had walked through the door, towering a head taller than most of the other guys there. And when his eyes finally landed on her, it only took a moment for him to cross the room to where she stood frozen. Heat crept up her neck and cheeks as he stopped in front of her, another wave of embarrassment at having called him for a rescue like the damsel in distress. And the heat stayed as he bent his head, lips close to her ear to be heard over the music as he asked, “Are you okay?”

Rhaenyra nodded, trying not to think about the color in her cheeks or the way her stomach had somersaulted at his voice. Harwin had been her personal bodyguard for the past two years, her shadow ninety percent of the time at her father’s insistence. She liked to think they’d become friends over that time but this was something else entirely. She was used to him in the neatly pressed suits that were his uniform, his hair pulled back into a tight bun, his expressions always just a bit guarded. All of that was gone tonight. His curls hung loose, a little damp and falling into eyes that were tinted with what she thought might be concern.

“You came,” she said after a beat, the words stumbling out with almost a touch of surprise before she could stop them. She wasn’t sure why. Nothing in their history gave her any reason why she should doubt he’d be there when she needed him.

“You called,” was his reply, given without hesitation as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. His gaze on her softened a touch as his hand found its place between her shoulder blades. The touching was guiding, maneuvering her through the crowd of people, not demanding but reassuring. “C’mon, Nyra. Let’s find your friends and then you can tell me what you’ve been up to at that greasy spoon in Blackwater that you love so much.”

She felt a grin pull at her lips as they went, the anxiousness of before melting away with him right behind her.

#harwin strong #rhaenyra targaryen #hotd fanfic #harwin x rhaenyra #harnyra fanfic #idk what I’m doing but have a little Drabble #mildly inspired by the audio from sandman of you came you called bc I keep associating it with them #if anyone likes this at all I’ll count it as a win #also doing this from my phone so don’t judge my errors #chara: harwin strong #show: hotd #fandom: asoiaf #chara: rhaenyra targaryen #ship: harwin x rhaenyra #mine*#mywriting*

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drunk-cryptic-witch · 2 years ago

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Sick days

Katsuki x reader drabble/fic

Katsuki x gn!reader, tell me if I accidentally used she/her or he/him pronouns or made any other errors (respectfully, that is)

Basically where you’re sick and Katsuki takes care of you, but you’re not admitting you’re unwell.

Warnings: swearing, mention of being sick? Tell me if I missed out on anything.

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Bakugo Katsuki was not in a good mood when his footsteps trudged through the door. A villain got away, again. It really wasn’t his week, this was the third time this pathetic criminal had escaped him, the mighty Dynamight. He shrugged off his gear aggressively, the sound barely making you move from your spot on the couch.

“Hey,” You said, not looking away from the tv screen, only frustrating him further.

“Tch.”

You rolled your eyes, already aware of how his day must have gone. Repeat of yesterday. And the day before that. You were watching on tv earlier, and saw the guy escaping from your boyfriend. But after the fight the channel had switched to Brooklyn Nine Nine.

“Oi dumbass, focus on me instead of Rosa Diaz. Can’t I get a welcome home?!” He said, already frowning.

You groaned, shifting on the couch, blanket pulled high.

Now his frown deepened out of concern.

“Why are you doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“The blanket shit. You do that when you’re sick.”

“I’m not bloody sick.”

“It’s clear as fuck. Get off the couch, go to bed.”

Oh hell no. You weren’t gonna sleep. If there’s one thing you despised, it was afternoon naps. Especially when you were sick. Which you were not.

Yet before you could argue your boyfriend picked you up, blanket and all, and deposited you into your bedroom.

“I’m giving you soup, and then I’ll give you lunch. And then you sleep.” He gave you a glare which said there was no other way that this was going. You huffed out a ‘fine’ and he disappeared.

Half an hour later, steaming hot soup was placed by your bedside and you made a face. “Don’t give me that look, just finish it while it’s hot.”

Another twenty minutes passed and your soup was over, and another half an hour and lunch. At least Bakugo was a good cook. And then came the worst part of the day.

The curtains shut, drowning out the light. You let out a muffled groan as your phone was discarded and the bed was made up. “Lie down. Now.” “Damn at least take me out to dinner first-,” He made no efforts to laugh at your joke, all serious about making you get better and get to bed.

“You realise I’ll make you lie down and trap you so you can’t go anywhere right?”

“You’re gonna cuddle with me until I fall asleep?”

“Basically.”

“You’ll get sick.”

“Don’t care. Already called in for sick leave for two days.”

“But the villain-,”

“-can wait. Besides, I’m the only one who’s gonna get him. I finally figured out how.”

“Really? Tell me. Or you can tell me ANYTHING else I am fully here to listen.”

“Nice try. Sleep.”

A/N: I’m sick, and this is for my benefit mainly. Ooc Bakugo here sooo

Also not proof read

I’m tired don’t judge me

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s-serendipit-y · 3 years ago

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first kiss | multiple

summary: you steal their first kiss, which happens to be yours too

requested by: anonymous

content warning: none

jae has something to say: this was a request with only two characters but as an apology for taking so long i decided to do put add a couple more

he/him pronouns for chihiro

not edited so pls ignore any errors, also i wrote this on my phone cuz i accidentally stepped on my laptop 💀

how dare you? how dare you make BYAKUYA feel things for you that he never felt for anyone before. he wanted to reject these feelings he didn’t need them. yet after you leaned in pressing your lips against his, he realized that maybe he wanted to give into his feelings towards you. after you two pull away, he turns his red face away from you scoffing, yet you don’t fail to notice the smile that spread across his lips.

time and time again, NAGITO has tried to push you away from them after coming to the realization that he had feelings for you. yet no matter what he tried you never backed down, always wanting to be there for him. he doesn’t deserve you, he believes, but once you kissed him. he’ll never let go.

KYOKO has always been unreadable, you often felt your feelings went unrequited but there were rare moments when the two of you alone that makes you think ‘just maybe’ which made your body move before you could think. “i’m sorry!” you stutter out after you pull away from her but halfway through your apology her gloved hand comes to rest against your cheek.

KOKICHI is a known liar amongst your friend group, they often question, why you were friends with him? he couldn’t be trusted, but they didn’t know that kokichi you knew. he let you into his plans to stop this game once and for all and that’s when you leaned in and kissed him. a way to express that you couldn’t lose him too. after you begin to pull away he cups your cheeks bringing you right back, to shows that he understands.

IZURU believed that after he became and ultimate hope and lost who he was before everything wen with it, including all feelings. yet when he encountered you he felt something spark inside you but he wasn’t sure what it was. he wanted to be close to you waving it off as trying to figure out why you didn’t bore him. when you kissed him is when he figured it out. you were more to him then a simple interest but he doesn’t know how to express it verbally. so he just kisses you back hoping you get what he means.

if there was anyone you could depend on, it was CHIAKI just was your anchor. you don’t know what you would do without her, not only was she your class rep, but your best friend. oh how you desperately wanted more. you were sure she felt the same way, so when you two were sitting by the fountain playing games you lean over pressing a kiss to her cheek. she looks over giving you a warm smile, “i figured you liked me too.”

you couldn’t help but admire CHIHIRO, he was doing all he could to become stronger not only for himself, but for you. his feelings for you were undeniable but he thought that you wouldn’t accept him since he was so weak. but that wasn’t true, when you knew he would be training alone you approached under the guise of just wanted to give him company but after a while you finally worked up the courage to express how you felt. the ultimate programmer blushed under your gaze after you asked to kiss him but he agreed, happy that you didn’t judge him for his circumstance.

#danganronpa imagines #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa headcanons #v3 x reader #dr2 x reader #kokichi x reader #nagito komeada x reader #izuru kamukura x reader #izuru x reader #chiaki x reader #byakuya togami x reader #kyoko kirigiri x reader #chihiro fujasaki x reader

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aka-indulgence · 3 years ago

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Trans-universal Crimes (Very Bad, Needs Jail)

So a couple days ago I was feeling >:C and while I was simmering, I got the idea for a kinda domestic, silly Error/Reader scenario. Some comfort, tomfoolery, some implied big dramatic past with Error... yeh

Error/Reader(Gender neutral)

You come to Error’s anti-void angy and Error finds a way to calm you down -w-

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He arranged the two dolls on his bed, a small you and for a doll of himself sitting against the pillow with their heads against each other.

“i love you error!” He says in a squeaky voice while waving your doll’s hand.

“aw i love you too baby,” He responds through his doll in a voice deeper than his usual one.

He makes the dolls kiss and gets into a giggling fit, the doll you giving his doll more kisses after that.

He almost throws them away out of instinct when he feels his device vibrating in his pocket. The dolls lay on his bed as he takes out his “”phone”” and sees your face on the screen.

“mmmneh,” He takes the dolls and stuffs them into the box with the rest of his dolls and puppets, making sure they’re hidden. Then he turns around, making sure his coat looks fine, then opens a glitched ‘doorway’ to you.

“hey-”

“Hi Error, how are you,” you say clipped, throwing down your bag down and walking past him.

Maybe someone else might feel nervous or annoyed at the response, but Error merely thought hm… bad day?

He turns around and sees you stomping towards the bed, jumping face down into it. You grab the pillow and start screaming into it.

Error glides towards you, perching on your side. He hesitates for a moment, but eventually he pats your back.

“do you wanna tell me what happened?”

“Mmmrfff….” you groan, turning over to face up. “Sorry for just barging in like this… can I hug you?”

“of course.”

Even though you were clearly in a bad mood, Error still enjoyed the feeling of your arms around him. Even after all this time being with you, it still baffles him how he can feel not only comfortable, but happy to be touching you.

You put your head against his shoulder and let out a long sigh.

“... Ok so,” you start, “I was at work right, and…”

“... And then he!!! And I was trying to!!! But no, he didn’t want to hear it and he just left and I just wanna!”

You pull your hands away to grab the pillow again, punching it. In that moment Error was glad he didn’t decide to hide the dolls there, or he’d feel pretty sad for them.

You were… screeching? Squealing? … Squearching…?

“I wanna tear someone’s head off!” You barked, ‘strangling’ the pillow now.

“ba… babe,”

“I just wanna…. URGH!!!!” you pummel the pillow.

“sweetheart,”

pof pof pof.

“my darling my dear, love of my life,”

“Yes?!”

…. If you were a monster, Error doesn’t doubt he’d see red eyes looking at him right now. Your cheeks were flushed a different kind of red, he could see your eyes were tearing up a bit, and he sure doesn’t see a glower on your face often.

He doesn’t judge, of course. In the past when he got angry…

Well, in comparison wanting to decapitate someone was very light. And of course he knows that when you say something like that you’re not serious.

All those times in the past when he thought you were serious and offered to kill for you, to be met with very aggressive “NO”s…

“uh. you wanna mess with one of my alternate selves?”

“I- ……… what?”

Your instant deflation assures him that he’s doing the right thing, but also, he feels very flustered trying to calm you down.

“me. sanses. do you wanna see a small prank?”

Error isn’t… very good at talking out problems. Not yet, at least. He did his best already, listening to you, agreeing that the guy from work was an absolute dickhead, offering… shaky words of comfort (he needed to work on that more).

“i mean… since there’s nothing else we can do right now,”

“Yeah. I wish I could punch that asshole. But I don’t think teleporting in his house and beating him up is gonna be a great idea in hindsight.”

He could totally pretend to be a ghost and “haunt” the prick, but for you, he won’t.

“so why don’t you take it out on something less… murdery?”

“...” You stare at him. Error almost backpedals at the silence, but, “I can’t believe you out of all people are telling me to be less murdery. Who are you and what did you do to Error?”

“heh… you’re just rubbing off on me.” He gives your cheek a peck, before taking your hand and guiding you to the sofa bean bag.

As you both sink into it, Error could already see an improvement in your mood.

“Um… why are we sitting here again? I thought you said you wanted to prank someone, not watch ‘TV’.”

“no, we’re not watching undernovela,” as much as he wanted to, now that you mentioned it. “but when you can open portals to other universes anywhere you want, you don’t even have to move, and just… just watch.”

You’re not sure what Error even does when he opens these ‘windows’. How does the antivoid know when to disintegrate through glitches? Does he wave his hands like glitch-magic? Really feels like a very expensive HD TV when it stretches out in front of you, with amazing 3D. Even though.. that’s because you’re literally looking at another universe through the portal.

Even though your boyfriend’s Error Sans, angry glitchy outlier of the multiverse, you… don’t really know much about other universes. You only really knew the anti void and whatever universe Error liked watching, like… what’s it called… Outertale..? The one with a lot of stars.

You didn’t recognize the universe that opened up to you. For the most part it looks familiar, modern day. You don’t know what you’re looking at right now, looks like a living room? Red carpet, black sofa. A familiar joke book on the cushions.

You hear some rustling from a different room.

“darlin’ where d’ya want me to put the…? ok.”

More rustling.

Then from the doorway, a skeleton that you have recognized to be “A Sans” walks in, carrying a paper bag with oil stains on it, moving to slump into the sofa.

… He looks bigger than the Sanses you’ve seen. He was built… solid. Wide shoulders. More eye catching than that, he had a gold tooth. No wait- he had shark-like teeth? His eyelights were red pinpricks, and his clothing was…. edgy. Black, red and gold. Red sweater, black hoodie with fluff on the hood.

“He looks edgy as fuck.”

“HAH!” Error slaps his knee. “babe, you don’t know the half of it.”

“What’s this one called?”

“underfell.” He swings an arm to rest on the beanbag behind you. “but i also like to call this the edgeverse. a lot of monsters wear those colors. basically imagine if they were all part of biker gangs.”

“No.”

“really.”

The… Underfell? Sans? Puts the bag between his legs, reaching in to grab a burger. It looks like delicious, greasy goodness. He reaches with his other hand and takes out some french fries, shoveling it into his mouth.

“gross.”

“...” You look at your very smug looking outcode boyfriend. “You do that.”

You want to laugh at him instantly dropping his grin.

“uh- hey look!”

You look back to the window and…

… Wow, you don’t know how Error is so non-chalant about it. You always have a weird… existential feeling whenever you see yourself in another universe. You’re coming in with two tall cups, putting them on the short table in front of the sofa. One of them seems to be holding your favorite drink.

The… other you sits down next to the Sans. He throws his arm over them, leaning back. You could see how more relaxed he is not that they’re there and…

You look back at your position with Error. You see that his arm had sunk further down, and is resting against your back now.

“m? what’s up?”

You look back at Error. In the past you had been terrified of him and his face, his crazy eyes, the streaks from his sockets. But now when he’s looking at you like this, slight concern in his voice… you can’t help but find him cute.

“No, it’s nothing, nevermind.”

Underfell you’s voice brings your attention back to the window. “Sans, I can’t find the remote.”

Man is it weird to hear your voice come from someone else…

“heh. i think yer hand’s not long enough to dig under here.”

And that Sans’ voice. It sounds uncannily similar to Error’s except a bit more rough and deeper.

He puts the burger on the sofa’s side (after putting it on top of some tissues), and digs his hand in between the cushions.

“heheheheheh…” Error then starts chuckling, “watch this.”

He reaches through the window and just- grabs the burger.

“Hey! What’re you doing?”

“shh shh, you have to look,”

Eventually, underfell Sans fishes the remote out.

“We really have to stop putting it on the sofa.”

“eh. i see it as a relatively safe container.” underfell Sans shrugs, turning the TV on.

Your other self reaches into the bag, taking out a similar looking burger. That’s when underfell Sans reaches beside him.

You and Error watch as he at first only pats around the tissue, clearly feeling the light crumbs on it. The patting only gets more frantic, and eventually underfell Sans turns to look at it.

Error was already quietly giggling to himself as he’s holding the burger (he kinda looks like a kid. It was cute), but when you see underfell Sans lean over the sofa arm and look with wide sockets, a laugh escapes you.

He looks… so confused…!

And when he looks back at the paper bag, shoving his hand in it with increase urgency, before putting his face in it- you couldn’t help but start giggling.

“What’s wrong?”

“m… my burger,”

Underfell Sans sounds distraught.

“What do you mean…?”

“did… is that,”

The other you looks mildly bewildered when Sans grabs their burger with a vigor, sniffing it and opening it up.

“Sans what’s going on,”

“no…. this is yours,” he says absentmindedly, handing it back to them.

“Sans. You didn’t,”

“it was there!”

“HAHAH!” you hold your stomach. “Error do you do this a lot? You look at a Sans and steal their food?”

“not all of them.” Error pauses. “i just like messing with this sans the most.”

“Did it fall?” underfell you asks. Sans sounds defeated as he stands up and looks around the sofa like a sad puppy.

“no…. it’s not here…”

“Next time, take it out when you’re about to eat it maybe?”

Error chuckles, looking at the burger with victory. “yeah, maybe you should.”

“Error, stop being mean,” you say, even while you’re smiling.

“you think this is mean? watch.”

You don’t think you’ve ever felt as emotionally attached as to when Error opened his mouth and moved the burger towards it.

“Error nooo!!”

“it’s just a bite, its fine.”

You grab Error’s arm, pulling it away.

“Noooo….. don’t… it’s his burger…” you try to give you the biggest doe eyes you can muster, even as you’re playing a bit of tug of war with his arm.

“it’s… fine… he won’t… mind!” he exclaims as he pulls his hand enough to take a bite.

“NOO!!” you look at underfell Sans. He’s still looking around the tables, probably thinking the burger fell down somewhere. He was completely oblivious to the tragedy that had occurred to his beloved burger.

You do however, manage to snatch the burger away from Error.

“hey!”

“He needs his burger!” you say. Even if you couldn’t save the whole thing, at least that Sans would have something to eat.

Right as underfell Sans sits down next to them, you put the burger back through the window.

“Oops,” the burger slips out of your hand and tumbles from the tissue against Sans’ arm. He must really be out of it, because he almost jumps out of the sofa when he felt it.

“what the fuck-”

Underfell Sans’ emphatic fuck gets you into another bout of laughter with Error.

“it- it has a bite on it?!”

Besides you, Error is bending over his knees, hitting the bean bag.

“D… did you eat it already?”

“no!!!”

You’re starting to run out of your breath as underfell Sans looks at the burger like an enigma.

“what the fuck….”

Underfell Sans’ brows were deep between his sockets, staring it for a couple of seconds.

Soon after that he just starts eating it, still with a look of puzzlement, and a little bit of aggression as he bites into it.

You look at Error. He turns to you, smiling wide, innocently.

“what?”

“Error… stop stealing his food!” you give him a playful shove, and he puts a hand against his chest in mock offense.

“c’mon, you’re smiling!”

You don’t try to stop it of course, but you still pat his cheek at his teasing.

You hear the other you’s talk to their Sans. “It’s ok, I can get you another one the next time.”

They have to stretch a bit, but they give Sans a peck on the cheek. He lifts a hand- apparently holding their’s, pressing it against his cheek.

… This is really putting you in a cuddly mood. So you mirror them, and lean to give Error a kiss.

“Thanks for doing this for me, Error.”

You could see glitches flashing over his sockets. You know they’re good ones by the blush over his cheekbones.

“n.. n-no problem.” he mutters, rubbing his cheek. His smile seems ‘fresher’ somehow, brighter.

He leans his skull against your shoulder.

“do you wanna try messing with him more?” Error asks.

You look at the couple. You don’t know what they’re watching, but it looks like a romance movie had started playing.

You look at the Sans. It’d be really funny if you placed something in his hood…

“Nah.” you answer. “Those burgers are making me hungry, lets get something to eat.”

#error!sans #error x reader #sansxreader #tags hard help #aka writing #fluff

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pretendfan · 2 years ago

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{Temptation Waits}

(A/N Am I back in my writing saddle again or is this all complete crap? You be the judge 🤣🙃edited but am sorry if spelling errors still do occur )

(Pairing)

Vigilante/Adrian Chase x Female reader

(Summary)

Hearing your phone ring after three AM in the morning usually signals bad news, but ever since you’d been seeing your neighbour Adrian Chase it had developed a whole different meaning…

(Words)

(Warnings)

18 + ONLY, SMUT, Established relationship, voyeur (ish), reader knows Adrian is Vigilante, female masturbating, praise kink mention, talking dirty, fingering (f! receiving, Vigilante is in charge, p in v , idiots having fun, adrian and reader are together & neighbours, light choking, switch Adrian, fluffy ending I can’t help it, all the cheesiness, L word is mentioned…

“Start without me, but don’t make yourself cum got it.” Adrian states down the phone after you answer it then before just you can form a reply he hangs up on you.

Dropping your phone onto the couch you quickly stand up and head towards your bedroom, taking off your old tee shirt to reveal soft laced underwear in a light green eager to get things started.

All evening you had been awaiting the call from Adrian, in between naps and frustrated bouts out horniness which had payed off because finally he was soon going to be here.

Whilst you had been all alone here in your apartment earlier, trying not to think about your boyfriend, your very cute neighbour Adrian who just so happened to also be Evergreen’s own Vigilante.

Adrian dressed up in a black and blue combat suit to fight criminals, that was all you knew avoiding the local news for fear of hearing something that you wouldn’t like, because this guy was the absolutely best thing to happen to you in ages nothing was going to mess it up.

With a cheeky smile you leave both your bedroom door and window wide open, unsure what way Vigilante would enter your apartment, but you didn’t care just as long as he hurried the hell up.

Falling onto your back on the bed you brush some stray hair away from your face, then proceed to ghost your hands over your round breasts still covered in the soft pink silk of your bra.

Closing your eyes with a smirk you begin to imagine Adrian and what he will do to you when he finally gets here, the list of possibilities endless which elicits a sigh from your slightly opened mouth.

You loved it when Adrian was in charge, letting you know how he wanted it and where you should be putting it for him to wreck,all the while bringing you to a blinding orgasm which made you cry out overwhelmed each and every time.

Snaking your hands down your body, you spread one flat over your stomach with the other, heading further towards the top of your underwear.

Gently gliding two fingers over the front of the soft lace fabric, you brush your fingertips over your already wet folds which throbbed in response because you were in desperate need of some release, like right now.

Your breath hitches as you feel how truly wet you are, by your own sweet touch and the promise of things to come which has yet another smile sneaking wide across your face.

Resisting the urge to hurry things along because your pussy muscles were currently clutching around nothing, you move your hand away and decide instead to tease yourself with one of your favourite toys.

Yet the vibrator still wasn’t enough for you as you tease yourself with the shuddering pink tip, across your pussy lips imagining it was Adrian’s tongue his head caught between your thighs which was where you liked him best.

Gripping onto his curly mess of hair for leverage, whilst you rocked your pussy against his mouth with his tongue probing you deeply, tasting your slick and feeling every shudder of your legs.

Adrian was good at a lot of things, but most importantly he was amazing at oral sex leaving you a soaked mess once him and his tongue were finished with you which was like a dream come true.

Closing your eyes you continue to edge yourself, feeling your mind wander as you started to fantasise about actually having Adrian’s face in between your legs, his glasses digging into your thighs because he wanted to see your pretty pussy up close.

Sighing out loud you feel the need to stretch your legs out whilst a warm heat spreads from your lower back, all the way down to the tips of your toes feeling the spring in your stomach tighten from the gentle pleasure you were teasing from within yourself.

But you needed to go slower wanting Adrian to see you with a sexy smile on your face, begging him to help you cum because he knew exactly how to hit all the right spots which sent you over the edge.

Frustration nips at your toes whilst you tease yourself further, barely touching your pussy with the pink vibrator which was on a low setting causing you to grit your teeth, because this definitely wasn’t enough, you needed so much more.

Eyes closed you lift up one leg for a different angle which makes your heat throb, feeling underwhelmed and very frustrated despite knowing this was all soon going to be completely worth it.

Hooking up with Adrian was fun, too much fun especially when he came back from patrol, wearing his Vigilante outfit because that was a whole other mood, and one you welcomed with Relish every damn time.

Gasping when you feel a well-worn gloved hand on your thigh, you open your eyes to see the antihero himself standing in front of you with his mask on, looking down at you whilst you continued to slowly pleasure yourself.

“That’s enough of that.” Vigilante tells you in a deep voice moving his hand to remove your toy from your pussy, only to immediately replace it with two thick gloved fingers that slide inside you with ease instead.

“Oh fuck yes-“

“You didn’t cum did you?” Vigilante cuts you off as he increases the speed of his fingers causing some sweet friction to spread, which makes your thighs shake and you know that you weren’t going to last long.

“No, I need-“

You curse when you feel the pad of Vigilante’s gloved thumb draw smooth circles around your clit, the bundle of nerves crying out for release whilst you let your head fall back with a frustrated sigh.

“What do you want baby?“ Vigilante asks letting his deep voice become a little softer, sounding like your cute boyfriend which makes you dip your head, as a small smile playing on your lips.

“Give me words-“

“I want to cum, please help me!” You whine when Vigilante increases his speed yet again, causing you to lift your hips up arching your back from the intense bout of pleasure enveloping you harshly.

“Cum for me, I want to soak my gloved fingers.” Vigilante demands his voice making your coil finally snap free as you cry out, jerking your hips faster whilst your orgasm grips hold of your body taking it for a delicious ride.

Riding out your waves with his fingers still deep inside you, you feel your pussy muscles ripple with every thrust until he eventually stops moving his hand completely.

“Such a little slut, letting anyone just come in here and use your pussy.” Vigilante states making you throb in response as you look up to see his eyes glint through the red visor on his mask.

“It’s all for you.” You tell him with a smile wishing that you could see your boyfriends whole face, instead of using your memory to image that cute smile of his.

“Such a good girl, now open your mouth for me.” Vigilante orders as you do as you are told as he places two fingers on your flat tongues ordering you to lick them clean.

Tasting yourself and the bitterness of the leather from his glove you wrap your lips fully around his large fingers, looking up to see his green round eyes look huge the pupils blown in excitement.

“Let me fuck you, get on your knees now.” Vigilante practically growls making you quickly turn round on the bed on all fours, yelping when you feel gloved hands pulling you to the edge of the mattress.

“Please fuck me.” You beg whilst you feel Vigilante hands just holding your hips tightly, leaving you unfilled as he rubs the head of his cock over your open folds at a devastatingly slow pace.

Until seconds later he roughly enters you which causes you to gasp, immediately feeling completely full of Vig’s thick cock which fits so snug around your muscles causing you to start rocking your hips until he soon gets the hint.

“Fuck you feel amazing!” Vigilante cries out as he starts to fuck you from behind his hands still grabbing your hips harshly as he rides you at a relentless speed.

“I need-“

“Who knew that my neighbour could be both such a good girl and a slut, taking my cock so well I needed this so badly you are too good to me.” Vigilante starts to babble his words as his thrusts start to get choppy and irregular, slurring all words like he was drunk.

“I want you-“

“Fuck!” Vig chokes as he removes one hand from your hip to remove his mask hurriedly, with two pulls letting him breathe out as he leans down over you, brushing his warm lips gently against your neck.

Seconds later you feel his sharp teeth softly graze the skin, exactly where you liked to be bitten on your neck as he chases the pain away, by kissing the bruised spot with his forgiving mouth.

“Such a slut for me.” Vigilante states with a grunt whilst he continues to thrust into you as he adds “ You are mine no one else’s, baby I won’t last long-“

Hearing a deep whine Vig comes inside you, feeling his hot seed fill you up as he rides out his orgasm his cock jerking against your muscles which in turn makes you see stars yourself.

“Fuck, yes!” You cry out on a high rocking your hips several more times, until your mouth hangs open and you drop your forehead down onto your bed.

“I could do this forever with you, you are mine my pretty little slut.” Vigilante declares making you move to look round and see you boyfriend grinning down at you cheekily.

With brown hair curly at the front and sticking up in tufts, Adrian’s green eyes were full of lust as his long lashes framed them beautifully, not to mention the grin that made his dimples pop and his handsome face shine like the sun, just for you.

“Yeah, but don’t forget that two days ago you were my pretty slut do you remember that?” You remind Adrian with a sexy smile making his cute dimples deepen even more around his mouth whilst a hint of red played over the tips of his ears.

“We are definitely doing that again!” Adrian winks from the memory of you tying him up, in rope knots that he could’ve easily wiggled his way out from, but he had stayed put like a good boy instead letting you ride him just how you liked it.

“Only if you are a good boy.” You tell Adrian who not-so-subtly shudders from the teasing in your voice and the possibility of praise which makes you smile sexily back at him.

Following Adrian’s green eyes you catch him staring at your spread thighs, looking down at your pussy which was a little sore but the way he looks at you makes your muscles spasm.

Feeling how wet you were you notice the blush that had been on Adrian’s cheeks spread down to his neck, as he silently removes his leather gloves revealing his long thick fingers.

Placing a finger against your folds Adrian starts to push his cum back inside you, feeling your breathing hitch as he starts to increase the speed causing you to roll your eyes back in pleasure.

“I think you should take off your suit-“

“First things first I want you to pick up that toy down beside you and use it on your clit.” Adrian states in that confident voice you loved so much because it always makes your slick pool at your thighs.

Doing as you were told makes you gasp out loud when you feel Adrian place another finger back inside you, which makes your aching cunt clench tightly around the long digits.

“Your pussy looks so good with my cum inside it.” Adrian begins easing his two large fingers back and forth into your hole the motion makes you arch your back against your bed, groaning in pleasure.

With the vibrator pushed against your clit and Adrian’s fingers gaining speed, it isn’t very long until you have to grab onto his wrist whilst you chase your high, his sharp green eyes watching you fall apart against his deft hand.

“Look at you.” Adrian whines as you open your eyes again, rewarding your boyfriend with a shy smile pointed in his direction.

Glancing down you also notice Adrian is hard again, his thick cock looking like it needed some desperate attention, and you were only far too happy to oblige.

“Baby I-“

Adrian stops talking when you take him firmly in your right hand, wrapping your fingers tightly around his cock which makes another whine escape your boyfriends soft lips.

“Where do you want to cum?” You ask Adrian slowly jerking him off whilst he starts to lean forward, using his hands to undo his chest plates whilst you continued to stroke him off.

“Inside you.” Adrian groans removing his utility belt, followed by his heavy boots and combat trousers, letting them drop to the floor at his feet.

“Come here-“

“My turn.” Adrian cuts you off as he leans down to lift you up, his hands gripping the underneath of your thighs as he picks you up with ease.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, Adrian moves one hand to readjust his glasses, then returning it back to hold your ass you gasp as he sinks you down onto his cock in one fluid motion.

Adrian watches as you ride him finally letting you have some control, which makes you smile as you feel his eyes watching your every move.

“You feel so good, using me like I’m your little fuck toy, well baby I’m all yours.” Adrian states gritting his teeth as you swiftly pick up the pace his hips colliding with yours when he can’t stand being stationary any longer.

“I’m gonna cum if you keep talking like that running your pretty filthy mouth, what a good boy you are for me.” You declare with a smile that descends into a groan when you see Adrian’s big green eyes flutter in response.

This causes Adrian to start thrusting harder as you catch his lips in a soft kiss, that turns into many more desperate kisses making you cry out, when you feel your orgasm hit you right in the gut, like someone had knocked you sideways.

“Oh fuck me!” Adrian groans as he feels your muscles spasm as they milk his cock, sending him over the edge as you both meet your end together.

“You’re too good to me.” You tell Adrian with a smile as he kisses you sweetly his glasses bruising your cheeks momentarily, but you pull him closer still sitting on his cock as he consumes your mouth.

“Me?” Adrian asks pulling away from you then he adds in a softer voice “Or do you mean Vigilante.”

“I mean you.”You begin with a smile stating “My incredibly hot and amazing boyfriend, who happens to be my neighbour and just is also the anti hero I love to hook up with.”

“I love you-“ Adrian declares then widens is pretty green eyes when he realises what he had just said, for the very first time minutes after you both had just finished having sex.

“I love you too.” You state with a huge smile, having wanted to say it for so long but right now was the best time, especially seeing how Adrian was grinning back at you widely.

“Well now that’s settled, let’s go to bed.” Adrian winks at you whilst you roll your eyes, letting Adrian move you off his cock back onto the floor, where you stand in front of him with a huge smile.

“Oh, so now your staying over?“ You question with a laugh, as Adrian rewards you with a boyish grin finally removing his black long sleeve tee showing off define muscles and toned abs.

“Your bed is definitely nicer so-“

“I think first of all we should have a quick bath together.” You tell him with a sexy smile that makes Adrian open his mouth in wonder, a boyish grin covering his face that makes your heart momentarily swell.

“I scrub your back and you-“

“Need to behave yourself and be good boy.” You tell Adrian who perks up on your praise as he follows you to your bathroom, with a cute grin on his face.

“What happens if I am good?” Adrian asks you shyly, with red blotches appearing on his neck as he places a hand on there looking all kinds of adorable in the process.

“I won’t tell you until you are actually good and deserving of what I have in mind for you.” You state with a small wink which has Adrian groaning back at you in frustration.

“You know I won’t behave-“

“Oh but you will!” You cut him off placing a hand under his chin to lift his face up, eyes meeting yours as you move your fingers down over his sharp jaw, wrapping them around the front of his throat which makes Adrian’s eye roll back in his head.

“I’ll b-be good.” Adrian stutters with another whine as you remove your hand, only to notice he already had an erection and you hadn’t even gotten to the bathroom yet.

“You are relentless.” You giggle making Adrian smirk back as he pulls you closer towards his chest, whilst his cock laid flush over the curve of your ass.

“You know it!” Adrian chuckles into your ear, which makes you shudder because this guy knew exactly how to press your buttons accordingly.

“So, I’m off work tomorrow I-“

“Me too! I’m only patrolling tomorrow night, so we could totally spend the day together?” Adrian asks turning you round to face him, the head of his cock brushing against your thigh as you looked up into his sparkling greens eyes.

“It’s a date then.” You state with a wink in his direction noticing his eyes crinkling as a smile spreads wide across his handsome face.

“I like the sound of that, but first lets go have that bath together.” Adrian winks guiding you by your hips he has placed his hands on firmly towards the bathroom door which makes you giggle.

“Someone is eager-“

“I have something that needs your attention.” Adrian tells you in a serious voice despite the sexy grin playing on his lips as he continued “Something big that only you could help-“

“Let’s go then!” You cut him off with a laugh finally reaching the bathroom doors because if you weren’t talking, you would totally both be in a tub filled with bubbles right now.

“Cool!” Adrian bounces excitedly like a puppy who had just noticed you had a ball for him, he was so cute sometimes it literally hurt but you were so in love, you didn’t care all that mattered was you and Adrian vs the rest of the world.

#adrian chase x female reader #vigilante x female reader #adrian chase #freddie stroma #vigilante #peacemaker #adrian chase is a babe #one shot #adrian chase fan fics #smutty #i’m writing again #not sorry #fluffy ending #adrian chase x reader #fluff and cheese #adrian chase vigilante

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violettelueur · 4 years ago

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ITADORI YUJI + FUSHIGURO MEGUMI + GOJO SATORU + RYŌMEN SUKUNA || WITH A CHUBBY S/O

| featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + ryomen sakuna from jujutsu kaisen

| warnings : grammar errors and a lot of my side comments

| form : headcanons

| published : 23 november

| request : Hello! I would like to order jujutsu kaisen headcanons? Can I please have a large “itadori, megumi, gojo, and sukuna with a chubby s/o”? Thank you!

| barista’s notes : hiya! it is now 2:15am in the uk and now the end of my night shift ʕ·ᴥ·˵　ʔ i wanted to remind you guys that all of you are beautiful in every way, no matter what body type you have and like i will say on one of the headcanons, i believe the only time we get to judge someone is by their character once we truly get to know them (if you disagree then please don’t bash me on this - i got a few comments once i said this out loud to someone ʕ￫ᴥ￩　ʔ) but i hope you enjoy this cup of classic black coffee and please come again soon! goodnight everyone, get some good rest all of you! ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆

ITADORI YUJI:

To be honest, I don’t think any of the boys will care that you are chubby - each and every one of us is beautiful physically, it’s our character that should be perceived in my opinion.

I don’t think Itadori would even mention about your chubbiness at all, but rather he would appreciate the little things that you do that intrigued him.

Like the way you write so neatly or the way, you would eat fish.

It’s the little things that he appreciates about you rather than your physical appearance.

However, if you were to comment about how you looked negatively, Itadori will immediately say the opposite because he genuinely knows that you are beautiful inside and out.

“Why am I so ugly? Ughh”

“Babe, stop, stop, stop, you are the most beautiful, caring and loving person I know. Please don’t put yourself down like that ever!”

Most likely, you would crush him into a hug because what he just said is the sweetest thing in the whole world - girl I would lowkey breakdown and cry, like….ʕ ꈍᴥꈍʔ

This boy will also feed you a lot of foods that had been introduced to him in Tokyo - this boy went on a food tour since he got to the capital.

Beef, sushi, burger, ramen, udon, you name it, he is taking you there to eat.

Of course, he would introduce you to them slowly because he knows that you have some likes and dislikes to food like any other person.

“Babe, this ramen is really good, the broth is so rich and the noodles are so chewy”

“Babe, you should try this waffle, it’s really good and sweet”

To be honest, he loves it when you wear his jumpers because no matter what you would look cute with whatever body type you have.

You just look so cuddly to him.

In conclusion; don’t worry how he thinks about you physically because to be completely honest, he really doesn’t care one single bit.

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI:

Like I said before, he really doesn’t care what you look like physically if you have an unshakeable character, there is nothing more he could ask for remember?

To be honest, I think he really likes the fact that you are a bit on the chubby side - you’re basically the perfect pillow for him hehe~

He really likes to cuddle you and feel the warmth that is emitted from you, he just feels really safe in your arms and if you are in his arms, he feels like he is protecting you from the world.

At the end of missions, the team realises that he scrolls on his phone quite a bit more than he usually does, making them wonder what he was doing.

Basically, he texting you, asking if you have eaten or not making sure that you weren’t doing some stupid diet that you found on the internet.

If you haven’t eaten, he would order takeout when he would finish his own meal with his team and maybe add a few snacks here and there.

If you have eaten, Fushiguro will most likely ask for a photo of the meal that you have eaten or a picture of the dishes in the sink or on the drying rack.

Yes, man needs evidence - he really cares about you, you know, it’s really sweet.

There are also times where you would put on an outfit and just stare blankly at the mirror, leading to Fushiguro to quickly say something before you fill your mind with downgrading comments - girl if I slap that head of yours….

“You look really beautiful today,”

And he would look at you in the eye when he says this to you.

Those little comments he says to you really put you in a better mood even though he thinks they don’t make much of a difference.

He’s just saying what is on his mind - he really does find you beautiful. You are beautiful to him.

Overall, expect him to say little compliments every now and then as well as a lot of text messages - he’s just checking up on you, you better reply soon before he spams you.

GOJO SATORU:

This man doesn't really give a damn on what you look like - no matter what he would still tease you to no end still.

He would come back with a lot of sweet souvenirs to share with you since he knows that sweets with a cup of tea really hits the both of you after an exhausting day.

He would always let you pick first on what you want to eat first and on the sidelines would comment on what he would recommend you trying if it’s the first time you tried one of the snacks he bought home.

He really likes to see you eat as you would always have that small smile once you take a bite on what you’re eating - if you are happy, he is happy.

If you comment on anything that you hate about your body, he would place a few cheeky kisses on the area that you have commented - it really doesn’t matter what area you are talking about mate.

“Are my hips too wide? Should I get a waist trainer?”

“Babe come here right now...”

And he would say that in a very stern tone - so you better go to him sweetheart before he drags you to him.

Expect a lot of cafe/dessert place dates with him, once again he would introduce you to his favourite flavours and he would buy your favourite flavours as well to try for himself.

You two seem like the couple that would share a milkshake - you know like the retro 90s theme cafe with the tall glass.

If anyone tries to say something about your appearance, I don’t think they would have the chance to even say what they would have said since they would feel knives being pointed at their heads or back - aka Gojo’s death stare with his shiny blue eyes.

In conclusion: he would kiss any part of your body that you hate and keep reminding you that you are beautiful in any way but feeding you sweets because why the hell not.

RYOMEN SUKUNA:

Sukuna, Sukuna, Sukuna, this man will be the death of me.

I think he would be a little aggressive when he tells you not to worry about his appearance.

Like if you say something that is completely negative about yourself, he would grab your chin and make you face him.

He would probably have an irritated tone as he reminds you that he isn’t with you because of how you look, but who you are as a person.

“Stop saying that you’re ugly, you are a sight to behold, anyone that what’s looks at you should ask for permission first before they are blessed with the sight of you”

Girlllllll, I’m blushingggggggg~

You interest him because you have an interesting and captivating personality and to be honest, I have an idea that he loves the fact that you are chubby.

Because that means he has more areas to mark you as his hehe~

You know that Sukuna’s love language is physical touch/affection, so he would just love to touch your body with no hesitation - probably roams his hands around as well

During a makeout, don’t be surprised when he would grip some part of your body - most likely your thigh, hip, neck, face, basically anywhere at this point.

He would probably leave a lot of open kisses upon your skin as a way to physically tell you that he loves all parts of you.

Sometimes, he would probably make you wear the other layer of his kimono because you would look so adorable and mostly like delicious to him - HAHAHA WHAT DID I JUST TYPE?!

If the both of you are cuddling, Sukuna will most likely caress any part of your body or trace his finger on your skin to feel every bump and trace every stretch marks before telling you that are you beautiful.

In conclusion; Sukuna will tell you physically on how much he loves your body and how much he really worships it (well...he won’t admit it but you can slowly tell over him)

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falcqns · 4 years ago

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my little flower

pairing: dad!bucky barnes x mom!reader

summary: bucky’s daughter turns one.

warnings: angst, and fluff. probably canon errors but i don’t have the comics on hand sorryyyyy

a/n: just me expressing emotion through mr boobky boobernoobs. also the little letter the reader has written is what i have written for my daughters birthday. LASTLY i know i have a story for Henry Cavill and his daughters name is lavender and i was gonna change it but then it wouldn’t make sense so i just kept it yk. anyways, hope you enjoy.

Bucky glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time that night.

he was alternating between looking at the clock, his phone, and his sleeping daughter.

she turned one tomorrow, and he had no clue what to write. there were so many things he wanted to say, but he knew he had limited space on instagram captions to do so.

he wasn’t into instagram too much, but some how Sam and Wanda had convinced him to post for his daughters birthday. he had a few other pictures of you and her, and one or two of him on there already.

posting those seemed so easy for him. he took the picture, thought of a caption pre war Bucky would use, and hit post.

but when it came to his daughters birthday? the 106 year old was clueless.

he had asked you for advice, and you had just told him to remember what it felt the first time he held her, which was not helpful, because the first thing he felt was fear.

then, an overwhelming and crushing sense of love. like everything made sense. everything was clearer, because of the tiny little baby in his arms. he was terrified. more scared than he was when he was hanging on to that train for dear life, hoping he could just reach Steve’s hand. more scared than when he knew his memories of Steve and Rebecca and everyone in his past was fading due to Zola and Hydra.

a million times more scared than when he watched himself dust away in that beautiful Wakandan forest.

he was scared, but at the same time, he felt so safe. it was the same kind of safe he felt with you, but more intense. he knew that the little girl he was holding would never judge him for his past. all she would do is love him, love her Tătic.

Tătic. he had heard a Romanian child say it when he was seeking refuge in Bucharest, and he knew that’s what he wanted to be called. not dad, daddy, dada, papa, or any other versions of father. he wanted Tătic.

he felt safe, at home even, in Bucharest. yes, his apartment was rather shitty, but it was his. he had something materialistic and tangible that was fully his, after not having anything, not even his own body, to himself for over 50 years.

Bucky refocused his eyes on his phone, and decided to glance at what you had posted. he sighed as he realized that it was absolutely beautiful, and that nothing he could do would top it.

it was a video of all the firsts that Bucky had insisted on recording. he remembered sitting in his bed, in Bucharest, a few weeks after getting there. he had been thinking about Rebecca, and suddenly, a memory of her first steps came to him. he saw her little chubby body wobble before she took her first steps into their mother’s waiting arms. Bucky knew he couldn’t have been too old, but immediately started sobbing when he realized he’d never get to relive that moment. he didn’t stop sobbing for a good few hours. out of happiness, sadness, regret, he didn’t know. he had scrambled to grab a journal and wrote down every detail of that moment, before stuffing it in his go bag.

reliving it wasn’t something he’d ever thought about before, in 1945. there weren’t affordable video cameras, and there was no way to store them forever. so when Lavender came along, he insisted that every little first be recorded so he could relive it over and over again.

he watched as she took her first breath, rolled for the first time, crawled for the first time, said her first word (it was ‘plum’) and walked for the first time.

his eyes drifted down to the paragraph, and focused on reading the words.

‘lavender.

your name represents purity, silence, devotion, calmness, serenity, and grace. i gave you this name because i know you will represent all of those things. i named you after Lavender Brown from Harry Potter. Lavender was a beautiful, strong, and amazing character. she showered Ron with love, and adoration, which is all i have felt this past year of being your mama. you remind me of Lavender in so many ways. from the smiles i get to see in the morning, to the cuddles i get at night, to the way you, just this week, saw another child crying in daycare and went and offered your toy up without a second thought. you then hobbled away, and found a new toy. you never came to me to show you what you did, you never took another child’s toy now that yours was gone, you just did it. that is something Lavender did. Lavender gave everything to Ron without a second thought. she may not have been appreciated, but i will appreciate you and all of the little things that you do to help others, even at just a year old. you bring light and love to whoever is near you. you love with your whole being, which i adore. you’re only one, but you put your hands in the air and sing (babble, really) along to every single praise song, you dance, you sit quietly during prayer, and most importantly you love God with everything in your tiny little body. from the moment the nurses laid your even tinier body on my chest, it was just you, me, and your father. i had dreamed of that moment for years, but nothing compared to it. one year ago today, you were placed on my chest, a screaming red little bundle, and you instantly calmed down. i remember looking down at you and being so happy that i finally had my little girl. i remember thinking “God really sent me an angel in the form of a baby,” which is EXACTLY what he did. you are my sweet baby girl, and always will be. i will love and. adore you for the rest of my life. my sweetie pie, my Laffy Taffy, my love. my little flower, Lavender. happy birthday.’

how could he follow that?

he took another glance at the crib that sat at the end of the bed, and watched as his daughter sighed, and pushed her diapered butt up in the air before continuing to snooze.

he looked down at his phone, and decided to just follow his heart. let the words flow. it didn’t matter if it made sense, but he wanted the world to know just how much he loved her.

he took a deep breath, and began to type.

‘lavender rebecca barnes.

there are so many words that i could use to describe how wonderful, sweet, kind, adorable, and gracious you are, but even all of those could never fully express how much i love you, and how much you mean to me.

when your mom told me about you, i was terrified. i have done so many bad things in my life, why was God rewarding me with a tiny little human? i spent so many nights praying to God that i would never hurt you. that you would never see me as the world does. that you would never judge me for the things that i did.

but i didn’t have to worry. the second i saw your little face, all of those stresses and anxieties melted away. as i held you, i realized that you were mine. fully mine. having something of my own is something that i was deprived of for many years, and one day you will learn about that.

when i held you for the first time, i was petrified. you were tiny. the smallest, but most real thing i had ever held. you didn’t cry, you just gazed up at me. almost as if you knew i was your Tătic. that you knew i was your father.

your mother tells me that when babies are born, they don’t understand the grasp of ‘mother and father’, they more recognize who is a safe caregiver and who isn’t.

you, without a hesitation, recognized me as a safe caregiver, and have stood by that every one of these last 365 you have graced me, your mother, and everyone around you with your presence.

it has been a pleasure to watch you grow, and as much as it makes me sad knowing that one day you’ll know the truth about me, i know you won’t judge me. i know you will love me for me. the man who created you, who helped give you life.

you are such a special little girl, and i can only hope to show you just how special you are for the rest of my life.

i love you, lavender rebecca barnes.’

his thumb shook as it hovered over the post button, but he pressed it anyways. the screen brought up a loading symbol for less than a second, and then the post was there.

he shut off his phone, and placed it on the charger next to him, before getting up and walking to the crib.

he lifted her out, and laid her on his chest, before walking back to the bed and sitting down carefully. he gazed down at his daughter, a fact that still blew his mind, as she slept so soundly, even with the coolness of the metal arm probably seeping through the fabric of her white kitty cat onesie.

he glanced over at the clock, and didn’t stop the tear that rolled down his face when it hit 12:00.

“happy birthday, my little flower.”

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lavynrose · 3 years ago

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- a oneshot for artem wing when he finally mustered up courage to ask out their s/o to hang out as friends (theme parks or just garden strolls, you can pick which type of place you want i won't mind!) to confess to them and when he confesses their s/o confesses at the same time too? and the s/o is kinda shy and awkward with him so he gets surprised and all flustered with them confessing at the same time?

(ackk this has been stuck in my head for a while, sorry if there are any grammar mistakes since english isn't my first language! i hope u have a great day!! :D <3)

- coomkie anon ♡

Artem Wing and his s/o confessing at the same time pt. 1

Title: Dedicated

Pairing/s: Artem Wing X Reader

Pronouns: Gender Neutral

Genre: Fluff

Warning/s: Grammatical errors probably

Notes: blushy artem is best artem, and we have celestine being the best wingwoman again

enjoy an amusement park date with Artem <3

Artem Wing is a dedicated man.

If it had been any other person, they would be home right now.

but not him.

Even now, as the looming hours of the night began to tick, he sits at his swivel chair, busied with the love of his life called paperwork.

"Aren't you overworking yourself?" He looked up from his papers to see Celestine waltzing inside his office with documents in hand.

The question should've made him stop and think to at least consider getting rest, but no, we're talking about Artem the workaholic here.

He has heard Celestine's question directed at him for the past few days, and from different people at that.

"Overworking means I have more time to double-check these documents," Artem said as he reached out for the folder that Celestine brought over, "Don't you think it's pretty convenient?"

"Artem," She started with concern in her blue-green eyes, "I know you're trying to distract yourself."

Artem was silent for a few moments before coughing, "Whatever do you mean? There's nothing I have to distract myself from." He said with complete calmness in his voice that he could even fool himself.

"You don't have to hide it, you know? I see the way you look at them," She smiled as she recalled the lingering stares and soft smiles setting display into Artem's face when he's around his colleague "The way you act around Y/N." she added with a hint of teasing.

The mention of your name seemed to short-circuit Artem's brain, Celestine took advantage of this with delight.

"Also... They've been getting friendly and close with that new employee.." She puts her hands on her chin, thinking.

Earlier today, she caught Artem's looks of distraught while his eyes were on you and the new guy. You were having a friendly conversation.

Too friendly.

After that, The youngest senior attorney even requested you to work with him at his desk, claiming that he, quote "needs to keep close tabs on the files that Y/N is handling." end quote.

but Celestine knew better.

Jealous is the only word that can describe how Artem was acting. She decided she will push his buttons tonight.

"Aren't you... threatened?" She beamed at him, waiting for his reaction.

"..."

"They've been on your mind lately, I reckon."

"..."

"They're getting closer with each other, don't you think?"

"..."

Hopeless. Celestine thought.

To say that she's frustrated with this whole situation surrounding the two of you is an understatement. Everyone in your circle clearly sees it - you and Artem like each other.

In the way he bought cake for the whole office that one afternoon the day after an episode of an office drama aired, or in the way that he went out of his way to take care of you in the hospital when you overworked yourself to sickness, or in the way you blushed around each other, the lingering touches, oh the lingering touches. It was all obvious.

The both of you spend your time together more than anyone else, everyone thinks your blooming affections were inevitable at this point. Solving controversial cases meant having the mental and emotional intimacy to get to know each other better compared to your average professional relationship.

You don't see each other as "working partners" anymore, it's clear that you guys want each other as a different kind of partner.

It was known to everyone except for the two of you, apparantly.

Celestine sighed before rummaging through the magazine shelf in the office, grinning when she found what she's looking for.

Artem shot her a look of suspicion. He has a bad feeling about this.

"There." She said with satisfaction before dropping the magazine into his desk.

The magazine lays there, with an eye-catching font and colorful cover page, Artem blushes as his eyes read, 100 cute date ideas...

Judging from the cover, the magazine might actually be useful when giving date suggestions. Under the big font however, there was a smaller text that read, Your significant other is waiting!

What is this...

"I'm sorry but I have work to finish." He tried his best to unsee what he just saw, and decided to turn his focus on the headache of workload in front of him instead.

Celestine raised her eyebrows at him with a frown, "Don't be stubborn now, I'm your boss, I'm giving you both a day-off tomorrow. I mean, you haven't used your day-off at all ever since you started working here. So please. " Her voice is laced with concern.

He looked away with a sentimental look in his eyes, "You don't have to do this for me. I'm fine with... Giving them affection without them realizing it."

Celestine just frowns deeper.

"Come on now Artem, doesn't it sound tempting to you?" She clasped her hands and continued a little too excitedly like a schoolgirl in love, "Having alone time with Y/N, finally asking them out on the date so the other guys threatening your future can back off."

It does sound tempting, Artem admits.

He looked away with reddened cheeks, "I'll think about it."

He doesn't need to look at Celestine to know she's sporting a big grin right now.

Later that night on his bed, his mind keeps flashing images of you. You, wearing a big, warm smile on your face. You, with your little mannerisms that he came to memorize from hours of being with you. Every little thing, every moment, as long as it's with you, he cherishes it.

Oops. The butterflies are starting.

He didn't mind.

You looked stunning today, but then again, he finds you stunning everyday.

When was I this cheesy? He thought to himself.

His thoughts kept racing with reveries about you when a new image interrupted every nice thought.

It was of you and the new employee laughing together.

He frowned and his stomach churns.

"Are they interested in each other?" He finds himself asking the wind. His mind was reeling.

He thinks about the time when he first heard you say that you were married to your work. Surely, you aren't interested in being in a relationship with some guy, right?

Right?

Groaning, he then realized that he needs to make a move now before it's too late.

To him, you're the loveliest person he's ever met, your kindness, your welcoming smile, the passion that you present when you're in the court, the way you always remain headstrong no matter how many people clash with you and try to break your principles.

The only one that occupies his heart, you.

Artem is sure he won't regret giving you his feelings, and eventually, reveal them.

He got up from his bed and sent a glare at the magazine that is now resting on the lamp table beside his bed, mocking him. He picked it up with less hesitation than before.

'What should I choose?' Artem asked himself before flipping the pages, a faint blush adorning his cheeks.

This is a big step for him, and he wants to make sure that he's going to do it right.

7:00am

You rubbed your eyes and stretched your limbs as the sunlight permeated through your bedroom window, the yellow glow giving you a peaceful feeling, a new day is about to start.

A new day without work at that.

You had been ecstatic when Celestine called you to inform you last night of your long awaited day-off, you smiled at the memory as you stand up to brush your teeth.

"You deserve it for all your hardwork!" Even through the phone, you heard the smile in her voice.

Soon, your thoughts drifted to a certain raven-haired man.

'How about Artem? I'm his assistant, does he get a day-off too?' You wondered as you finished washing your mouth, finally heading off to the kitchen to prepare for breakfast.

You were about to choose what to eat from the fridge when you hear a song play from your phone in your room.

You hurriedly went back as you recognized that ringtone - that ringtone you had set for a particular contact.

There on the screen, displays the name of the object of your affections.

Mr. Wing.

'Why is he calling this early? What could he possibly need?' you thought to yourself before pressing the green button.

"Good morning Artem, what is it?" you didn't even try to hide the happiness from your voice, Artem calling you this early doesn't happen often, after all.

"Good morning. Do you have plans for today?" His morning voice echoed through your ears. It was husky and rough, filling all of your senses.

Realizing that he just woke up, you can't help but blush at the thought of being the first person to talk to him today.

He thought of you first thing in the morning!

You tried to control the lingering heat in your face as you replied, "Uhm, yes uhh- none. I have no plans for today, Artem. I'll be thinking of what to do though. Why did you ask? " You hoped he didn't mind the sttuttering mess presented to him this early in the morning.

You wondered if there's an emergency case needed to be taken care of, he rarely ever calls outside of work.

Then again, you're always at work.

"That's good," the other line was silent for a bit. As your anticipation for his reply grew, he finally said, "A new amusement park is going be opened today. I heard they'll be having a fireworks display tonight to celebrate the opening."

You've heard about the said amusement park from your coworkers yesterday, you even heard that it was a project from PAX.

Marius' wealth truly knows no bounds, you thought.

Kiki even invited you to come with her this sunday, as it's the only freetime the both of you had before Celestine's sudden news of a day-off.

Is Artem coming there today? He doesn't seem like the type to go to amusement parks, but now you know that he likes them, or at least he didn't mind going, you added this info to your list of things about Artem that make you fall in love with him more and more. Because let's be honest, what's there not to like about the man?

He's handsome, sweet, a good cook, a senior attorney you can look up to, and he always makes sure to reassure you that you're doing well, that he's proud of you.

He cleared his throat, breaking you out of your thoughts, "Do you want to go there..." He paused, his nerves getting the better of him, unbeknownst to you, "With me? I have two tickets, and I wanted to invite a close friend. Is that alright with you? "

What?

'Is he asking me out on a date!?' you were practically screaming internally as you paced frantically in your room.

No. No way. This isn't a date. Not until he says so.

He said 'close friend' so you shouldn't overthink this. You were partners, after all!

At least you try to convince yourself.

"Of course Artem. I'm glad you invited me, I'm really happy." You weren't lying, his invite was the most unexpected thing that happened to you this week.

He hummed, "I'm happy, too. I'll be there at 2:30pm to fetch you, they'll open around 3pm. " He said in a gentle voice before hanging up.

You pumped your fist in the air. You have plenty of time to prepare.

2:30pm

Among all of the outfits that you could've worn today, you decided to wear a cute, beige, knitted sweater. A pair of faded ripped jeans, white sneakers, and a beanie to top it all off.

The amusement park being your destination, you decided to wear casual clothing since you'd be hopping on rides left and right.

You wouldn't want to wear a skirt just for it to blow on the wind while you're in the air, screaming for dear life.

Nope. You definitely don't want that.

You're now waiting outside your apartment after Artem sent you a text 5 minutes ago that he's on his way.

Your head is plagued with expectations on how this friendly date is going to go. You've never felt as giddy as this before.

It's understandable, right? The person you like asked you out to go with him to an amusement park - using his morning voice, nonetheless, so it wouldn't be strange for you to think that this is like an actual date.

You bonked yourself mentally.

You keep reminding yourself that it's just a friendly date. It's just a friendly date. You believe in the power of your mind, it's a friendly date. He even said so himself.

Artem's going to think you're weird. It's not like you're going to hold hands or anything...

Yet, you didn't even try to stop the daydream clouding your mind.

While you were busy indulging yourself in your fantasies, your eyes caught a familiar spot of black in the parking lot. Artem's car!

That's your cue. When his car stopped, you made your way over to him with a small smile on your face.

His black car opened, spilling out Artem clad in his casual clothing.

You scanned his appearance, taking in those breath-taking, familiar eyes. Taking in the beige, knitted sweater he's wearing, paired with slacks and black shoes.

Wait.

You did a double take- beige, knitted sweater?

You looked at his clothes, then looked down at your own, then back at his again.

Red and warmth crept up to your cheeks as realization hits you.

You kind of looked like a couple.

"What's wrong?" Artem inquired with concern as he stepped closer and reached out his hands to your flustered form.

He even placed his hand on your forehead to check your temperature.

Yes, you think you have a fever.

It's only when he got to take a good look at you when realization hits him the way it hit you.

He retreated his hand and looked away, face as warm as yours.

"Uhh..."

"..."

Why are you acting like a highschooler!? You're better than this, getting flustered just because you wore identical clothes.

With the person you like, you added.

The both of you stayed silent for a few seconds before you spoke up with a grin, thankful that the pink that dusted your cheeks is now cooling down a bit, "We should get going now."

You expected the ride to be as awkward as earlier, but to your relief, that wasn't the case at all.

Artem played the radio on your drive to the amusement park, and even asked you about how you're feeling lately and whatnot.

Honestly, with how he's always so concerned about your well-being, you're doomed to fall even harder.

"What are your favorite rides, Artem?" You decided to talk about something connected to where you're going to go.

"Hmm," as he hummed, you looked in front of the car to see the gates of the amusement park came into view. You can even see the familiar structure of a rollercoaster and a really grand ferris wheel turning slowly.

Majestic.

Is the motif for this amusement park golden!? The railings are shimmering with gold, some parts of the rides are adorned with gold, wherever you look, gold!

PAX outdid themselves with this one, definitely took "shining, shimmering, splendid" to a whole new level. Too much for the word grandeur, you think.

You can't even imagine how wide the place must be. You haven't even stepped foot inside, yet your eyes were oogling as some more rides were seen from outside the gates.

"We're here Artem! Look!" From your side, Artem turns to take a look from the road to the park, his eyes screaming nothing but amusement.

"It's beautiful," He breathed while you nodded furiously with agreement. He shot you a look, "I'm glad I get to spend my first time here with you." The softness is his eyes is blinding as you stared at him and processed his words.

"Me too..." you managed to choke out, turning away to hide your blush.

While you were taming your flushed cheeks, Artem had parked the car already.

He opened the doors for the both of you as he offered you his arm. Confusion takes over your features.

"So you wouldn't get lost, it's a big crowd out here, " He tilted his head to have a better look at your still sitting form inside the car, "Let's go?" He said with that gentle smile, as comforting as ever.

You stood up and linked your arm with his and suggested, "How about the bumpy car first?" excitement was evident in your voice.

He shook his head and chuckled, "Whatever you wish." He said as he locked the car doors with a click. You both headed to check in and do the formalities first. After all that, with a skip to your step, you pulled Artem to the bumpy car's ticket booth, and went inside.

You're elated.

"I can't believe the Artem Wing, the youngest senior attorney, is losing to me!" You sound hysterical as you bumped Artem's car with yours over and over, your bumpy car dominating his.

This is fun! Just minutes earlier, the atmosphere between you and Artem seemed a little tight because of the matching clothing incident. Just a little. However, the laughter of everyone playing in this space is infectious, it leaves you in a really good and playful mood.

It makes you feel like you were a kid again. You hope Artem feels the same.

Before playing, you made a bet with him earlier that whoever bumps the other the most, wins.

"Y/N. I think this car is defective." He said with a frown, his eyebrows furrowing as his hands tinker whatever there was in the steering wheel.

You looked over to him and replied, "We can switch cars, let me see." The two of you switched from each other's bumpy ride and you assessed the supposedly 'broken' car.

You realized he didn't push the right buttons to ride the bumper properly.

"Artem..." You looked at him blankly and said, "Have you ever been to bumpy cars before?"

He was silent before replying with darting eyes, "No, I haven't," He cleared his throat, "I have only been to the ferris wheel and escape rooms, I haven't been to bumpy rides before. Sorry."

You beamed at him.

"Don't be sorry!" You flail your arms to disagree, "There's nothing wrong with that. I'm actually happy that you allowed me to drag you here despite you not having played it before." You flashed him a thankful smile.

He looked a little surprised at first, but then that warm smile of his came back, "Thank you." You stared at each other's eyes for a few beats in time, his ocean eyes containing a sparkle you rarely see them hold. It looks so gentle, so welcoming.

So fond.

You stared at each other for a while, his deep eyes were enough to drown out the crowd. To drown out everything that existed but him.

Blinking, you snapped out of it to teach him how to drive the car.

The cars were booster types, different from the old models wherein you just turn the wheels and you'll be good. In this specific model, commands are needed to be performed in order for the car to execute it's special feature.

"You turn it like this..." Artem is a fast-learner, so the both you were back on track as soon as you guided him the directions.

In the end, you were tied, the bumper time limit resulting the draw.

"I'm definitely beating you next time!" you declared with a smug look, hands on your waist.

After the bumper, a receptionist from what seemed like a family raft ride made his way to invite the two of you.

"You guys look like you're having fun!" He then pointed at the paper he's holding and said with persuasion, "You're going to have even more fun here! The family raft ride is the only free ride we're offering in the park for it's first day, be sure not to miss out on this special bonus!" He then turned his heel to find more costumers.

You blinked, "Too bad we don't have extra clothes..." You hung your head low and you sighed as your mind thinks of a different ride to enjoy.

"Well, he did say it's a special bonus," Artem pondered, "They sell clothes here anyway, and there are restrooms we can change on," you wondered if this is going the way you think it's going, "I can see no harm in trying this free ride." He finished with the corners of his lips turned upwards.

Your eyes sparkled with so much joy that he's glad he suggested this.

"Then what are we waiting for!?" You squeal and jump from where you stand and Artem could only shake his head at you with an adoring look in his ocean eyes.

You both headed to the line of people waiting to get their tickets for the raft.

"That's a long line..." You're already mentally tired as you stared at the single file of people in front of you.

"There's still plenty of time before the fireworks at 7pm, I can go and buy us ice cream. Do you want some? "

You're face fell, remembering you were on a diet, "I appreciate the offer, but no thanks, I'm on a diet." An ice cream sounds really tempting right now, but you must resist.

"I heard they sell low-fat ice cream in here. How about that?" He proposed as his eyes glinted with satisfaction.

He knew this would do you in, sure enough, you gave him the biggest grin you could muster.

"You're the best, Artem! Any flavor is fine, by the way. " You beamed as he turned his heel to the ice cream stall, you just stared at his back the whole time he was away.

A minute later, the man wearing a cozy beige sweater that matches yours turned around and went over to you, two chocolate chip ice cream in hand. You reached out to take your ice cream, your fingers brushing.

You ignored the tingling feeling and the chills. He looked away.

While eating, you talked about how the line for the rollercoaster was two times longer than the raft's even though it's literally free.

"I believe they added a new feature to the coaster." Artem reasoned.

"You bet. The rides' golden theme is already impressive enough," You eyed the unbelievably long line from the coaster's ticket booth, "We can go back here some time to see that feature for ourselves." your face heated as you realized the implications in your words.

His eyes widened for a single moment and then looked at you with such intensity you can't bring yourself to look away, "I'd love that." a gentle look worms it's way in his features once again.

Comfortable silence dawns on your own, little world while you both busied yourselves in your ice cream.

The two of you were thrilled as it was your turn to ride the raft, ice cream long gone, replaced by the life-vest in your hands.

"Ah," you sighed, fumbling with the vest a little longer than you should have.

Artem, of course, noticed your movements. He was kind enough to help you adjust the vest.

Of course.

"Come here." He said as his arms finds it's way to your waist, pulling you towards his stature. His hot breath hitting your face while he circled his arms around you to wrap the vest securely.

This is not good for your heart...

He's so close, you could kiss him if you wanted...

He pulled away, his warmth lingering still.

Even when the both of you sat down on the raft. The ride is going to start in a few and here you are, lost in the feeling of Artem being near you.

"Y/N," You abruptly turned your head to him when he suddenly called you, "are you nervous?"

You blushed so hard you wanted to evaporate with the water, 'Yes. You make me nervous.' you're tempted to respond.

"Yes, but don't worry about me." was your reply instead, and you smiled awkwardly and stared at his blue eyes, blue eyes laced with concern.

He leaned closer, probably so that the other people within your raft wouldn't hear, "I care about you and I want you to feel as comfortable as possible," he whispered in your ear, sending chills to your spine.

This is definitely not comfortable, Mr. Wing.

Your heart is doing flips, this isn't normal!

"Please tell me if you need something." The gentleness in his voice took your breath away the way it did as the first time.

The fact that he's unaware of his effect on you angered you so much. You scanned his face for signs of teasing. Smirk, maybe a playful glint, anything.

Yet you found none.

The raft began to move, a perfect timing to change the subject!

You leaned on him, but not too close, and whispered, "It's starting."

Water began to splash, as the raft moved with the current.

The track was smooth at first, you getting small splashes here and there.

Until a bumpy track decided to present itself.

Like before, the raft went with the flow of the water, except that it bounced and rotated harshly that one particular splash of water was enough to wet you and your clothes completely.

"OH MY G-" you exclaimed when the raft hit a rough spot again, soaking everyone wet.

You were making a surprised pikachu face as the water seeped into your clothes.

You turned to look at Artem to see his state and you suppressed a giggle with how he's making the same face as you did earlier.

Never in your life you thought you'd see Artem with the surprised pikachu face.

You took pride in knowing that you're one of the very few people who gets to see this side of him.

"Artem!" you shouted through the noisy stream of water. "We look silly!" you laughed as the water rocked everyone in the raft as harsh as it possibly can. Round and round, back and forth.

"We do!" his laughed mingled with yours even when the water relentlessly kept soaking your already wet bodies.

You smiled once again, gazing at his form with profound fondness longer than just a friend would've done.

6:00pm

"That was really fun!" You shouted to the air while Artem scooted beside you, offering his arm like he did earlier, which you eagerly took.

The both of you went for another round on the raft after the first round, not caring about the long waiting line. The ride was worth it!

All you ever did was scream and laugh at each other's state, but it was the most enjoyment you've ever had in years.

You were completely dry now, changed into fresh clothes that were sold as the park's merchandise.

Even with the change of clothes, the clothes you were wearing right now still matched Artem's.

You weren't complaining.

The crowd continues to enjoy themselves, all while the sunset was making everything in the theme park look like a fairytale.

"Yes, it was. I enjoyed it very much." Artem flashed a smile so genuine, you wanted to see this sight a thousand times more. The orange glow of the sunset gives his raven hair a golden shade, light reflecting on his blue eyes, making him look so bewitching. So you carved it to your memory, not knowing how to elicit that same image from him once again.

Looking up at him, and looking back at the things that happened today, you realized something.

You couldn't take this silent pining anymore, you wanted to tell him how precious his smile is to you, to tell him you're glad he's spending his time with you, to tell him to make more memories with you.

To tell him he's the reason of the warmth flooding your whole being right now.

'I'm in love with you' is what you first thought of saying. No matter how cliche that may be, you wanted to let him know, that you're in love with him.

"Uhh, Artem, I-" You were about to spill your feelings then and there when a voice boomed the speakers of the park.

"Everyone! One hour more to go for the fireworks! Please look forward to it!"

Your confession's gonna have to wait for later.

part 2 here

do not repost © lavynrose 08/15/21.

#tears of themis #tears of themis x reader #artem x reader #artem wing #artem wing x reader #tears of themis imagines #tears of themis headcanons #zuo ran x reader #tot x reader #tears of themis oneshots #tears of themis artem #tot artem

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strawberryscouts · 3 years ago

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🍓 : closing time ; w/ smiley *･゜ﾟ･*

summary: smiley is a little distracted on the job, his brain filled with thoughts of the shop’s opening day and his pretty little girlfriend

pairing: timeskip!kawata nahoya x f!reader

warnings: 18+ minors DNI slight timeskip tokyorev spoilers (?), fluff + smut, cursing, semi-public sex, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, fingering, health code violations (fucking on tables lmao), not proofread ⁄(⁄ ⁄ ⁄ω⁄ ⁄ ⁄)⁄

a/n: well, here it is! my first work on this blog and my first fic written in…i don’t even know lmao. i apologize in advance for how much this probably blows and for any spelling/grammatical errors. i may have a degree in linguistics but that don’t mean a bitch can spell (/ω＼) feedback would be much appreciated and thanks for reading!!

“i can handle it from here, you know…if you need to get home you can dip”

nahoya’s head jerked up, eyes meeting his twins and catching the pointed look he was giving him. slipping his phone back into his back pocket, the elder twin let out a chuckle.

“i’m not about to leave you to deal with this shit, man. i know i’m a little distracted but having me here is better than having nobody at all..c’mon,” he teases.

souya‘s expression doesn’t change. it screams “are you serious?”, and nahoya scratches the back of his neck nervously.

“if you’d take a look around, bro…you’d see that it’s dead as fuck in here now. trust me, i got it. plus if i have to watch you grinning at your phone for another second i think i might dunk my head in hot broth,” souya insists, grabbing some empty bowls from the tables surrounding them.

nahoya thinks about it for a moment, really judging the situation. the grand opening for ‘evil twins’ had brought in more people than they’d originally expected, keeping the twins booked and busy for almost a week straight and while it was an amazing accomplishment, nahoya really fucking missed you. you’d been there on opening day, helping take photos of the twins cutting the ribbon to their new place, helping take orders in your cute little apron, and just being a general supportive presence. you’d also been there that night after they closed up for the first time, bidding farewell to the silently suspicious younger twin while you and nahoya stayed behind to “christen” the building.

“it’s for good luck. if we fuck here, the good vibes will spread and people will feel it and come by the bus-load!” you’d told him with a smile rivaling his own spread across your face.

“that’s a fucking great idea babe, i’m down,” he easily agreed, grabbing your wrist and pulling you back inside the cozy shop. making sure he locked the door behind him, he turned off the main dining area lights, leaving the kitchen ones on to create a dimly lit setting. you busied yourself with making sure the blinds were closed, although the thought of giving someone a show didn’t completely turn you off, it was probably better for business if you kept your secret for success just that, a secret.

“c’mere, pretty. you were such a good help today, you know that?” nahoya’s voice floated over to you from the bar area and you nearly skipped into his arms. he wrapped them around you tight, pulling you flush against his chest while reaching down to rub across the curve of your ass.

“it was nothing, hoya. i know how important today was for you guys and i wanted to! you know i’d do anything for you, baby,” you preen. tilting your head up, you meet your boyfriend’s grinning face and lick your lips. he was so fucking handsome. even after a full day of running around slinging noodles, he looked like he just stepped out of a magazine and in that moment you felt so lucky to be able to call him yours.

nahoya didn’t miss the look you were giving him either. with a small chuckle, he met you halfway, bringing your plush lips to his. you tasted the strawberry chapstick he’d borrowed from you earlier in the day on his lips and licked at his mouth for more, making him open up and drag his tongue across yours. kissing nahoya always left you breathless and dizzy, like he was sucking the air out of your lungs but somehow his arms around you were keeping you from going completely weightless. he tugged lightly on your bottom lip with his teeth before pulling away completely and pulling at your hips to turn you around so your back was to the bar.

“hop up here, angel. i wanna say thank you for your hard work today,” he was breathing heavy, you had just as much of an affect on him as he did you.

“are you sure? souya wiped everything down so nice earlier…” you trailed off, thinking about how the somber twin would blow up if he found out what you and nahoya were planning get into after hours.

“angel…this was your idea! plus there’s no fucking way we’re gonna tell him. just let me take care of you how you took care of me, okay?” he insisted, thumbs rubbing little circles on your hips.

you sighed, lifting yourself backwards onto the bar table and spreading your legs enough for nahoya to fit between them. his hands ran up and down your thighs, pushing your skirt back past your knees and giving him a full look at your panties.

“fuck…look at you. always so fucking pretty for me,” he breathed out, barely a whisper but it still reached your ears. the change in his voice had you growing warm already. “lean that head back for me, angel,”

you obeyed, exposing your neck for him as he pulled your body closer to him by the hips. your clothed pussy was flush against his abdomen and his lips were quickly attached to the flesh of your neck, licking and sucking loudly.

“baby! if you leave marks i’m not gonna be able to hide what we got up to tonight,” you whined, weakly trying to push his attacking form back. “i want to help out with the lunch rush tomorrow!”

“fuck that,” he groaned against your skin. “you’re gonna need to take the day off tomorrow to rest up,”

the implications of his words had you clenching around nothing and grinding your body closer to his. you gently grabbed the sides of his face to bring him back up to your lips, kissing his sloppily. he moaned openly into your mouth, smug at how easily you’d given into him. you felt his smile through the kiss and it was driving you crazy and making you impossibly wetter.

“please hoya…” you breathed out between kisses. “need you now,”

he laughed darkly and pulled back from your swollen lips. two taps to your thigh had you spreading your legs for him again, giving his access to your now ruined panties. he tugged them down with practiced ease and you shivered a little when your ass touched the cool table surface. slowly, you began to reach for his pants to undo them as well but nahoya grabbed your hands and maneuvered your body back, laying you on your back on the length of the bar. “did you forget, baby? i’m rewarding you. you can help me afterwards,”

you groaned wantonly, knowing what was coming next. he crouched down until he was eye level with your throbbing core, making you hold your breath in anticipation. “please don’t tease, hoya. i want you!”

his response was to take both hands on either side of your mound, using his thumbs to spread your pussy open and lick a long strip up the entire length of your slit. you gasped, chest heaving at the sudden feeling and your legs tensed. nahoya wasted no time, giving you more licks and taking the time to spread you open for him. from your clit to your pretty little hole, he drug his tongue slowly and firmly, warming you up without making you think he was being a tease. you deserved it after all. everyone who visited today was greeted with your cheerful and smiling face, sending him compliments on his “lovely wife” on their way out after filling their bellies. he didn’t have the heart to correct them, after all…he was planning to wife you one day. but for now, he was content with making out with your pussy, giving you the kinds of feelings he knows only he can bring out of you. he felt your body tense and relax with his movements, then begin to tremble as he focused his tongue on your swollen clit. quicker strokes of the tongue here had him gripping the meat of your thighs for purchase. you were moaning and breathing heavy now, breathlessly telling him to take it easy or you’d cum too fast.

“i know what i’m doing, angel. just lay back and take it,” he cooed, leaving another kiss on your little bud. left hand moving from your thigh, he trailed down to your dripping slit, dragging his index finger along the folds and collecting your arousal. he brought his hand up to your lips, giving you that look. obediently, you opened your mouth and took his finger in, tongue cleaning yourself off of him without being told. the sight of you being so good for him had nahoya’s cock jumping in his jeans, but he had to focus on you right now, on making you feel good and showing you how much he liked having you around as his little helper.

bringing his lips back to your clit he licked and sucked in a steady rhythm, pulling sounds from you that he was happy nobody else was around to hear. you were covered in a thin film of sweat now, shirt pushed up past your breasts so that you could start pulling and twisting on your own nipples in response to the insane feelings your boyfriend was bringing out of you down below. it was so fucking hot in here, your mind filled with steam and pleasure and just nahoya.

“babe…more! gonna…g-gonna cum,” you squeaked out, legs wrapping around his shoulders and starting to squeeze.

he was basically grinning into your cunt at your words, roughly pushing his finger inside you to help push you over the edge and feel you explode all over his face. he could tell you were close, your legs were shaking around him and he could practically feel your pulse through your clit on his lips. just a little more, he just had to push you a little more.

“oh fuck, oh fuck, oh yes i’m cumming!” you cried out, feeling the electric pleasure wash over all over your body. you were panting, grabbing onto nahoya’s hair for some sense of grounding. he didn’t stop though, continuing to pump his finger into your quivering pussy and sucking relentlessly on your clit. the hand left on your thighs attempting to hold you still was bound to leave a mark tomorrow. finally, after what felt like full minutes later, your breathing slowed and your body floated back down from wherever the hell your smiley boyfriend managed to take it.

“that was…so god damn…good,” you managed to get out between deep breaths. nahoya laughed, wiping your cum from his lips and coming up to kiss you sweetly. you could still taste yourself on his lips and the that had you trembling all over again. “is it my turn to take care of you now, babe?,” you began, looking at him through lidded eyes heavy from the aftermath of cumming so hard.

nahoya responded with pressing himself against your body on the table, letting you feel exactly what you had done to him. his cock was straining against his jeans, you could feel it twitching sporadically as he looked right into your eyes. “i’m definitely not gonna turn down any more help from you, angel,”

“BRO! ARE YOU FUCKING LISTENING TO ME?”

nahoya blinked hard, snapping himself out of the memory from last week. souya was pissed, nothing new but still not fun. what the hell had he even been saying?

“umm…yes? no? i don’t know..but you’re right. i am about to head out for the day,”

souya rolled his eyes hard at the redundancy his brother was spouting off, and watched as the older twin shrugged off his apron and untied the bandanna keeping his hair down.

“i owe you one for this, little bro,” nahoya teased, punching souya in the shoulder before hopping over the empty bar and heading to the door.

“whatever…just be ready to close on your own whenever i get a girlfriend too,” the younger twin grumbled. he was happy for nahoya, he really was…he was just tired of seeing him all lovesick and horny when they were supposed to be focused on customers. things would go a lot smoother once his brother checked in with you. you always managed to keep him level headed.

“catch ya at home, alright?” nahoya waved and bidded farewell to his twin as well as the couple people sitting inside the shop, then he slipped out the door. with a little spring in his step and a grin ghosting his lips, he grabbed his phone and quickly punched your contact.

“hey, angel. it’s me! i’m on my way to you right now….yeah for real! it’s been a tough day, though…you really wanna help?….be ready for me when i get there, naked and spread wide like i like, okay?….good girl. be there in 10,”

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers fic #kawata twins #kawata nahoya x reader #kawata nahoya #smiley x reader #🍓.smiley

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btsmosphere · 3 years ago

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Lost in a Book | JHS

~summary: you and Jung Hoseok don’t exactly see eye to eye. but when you (literally) fall headfirst into a whole other world, that becomes the least of your worries ~pairing: hoseok x reader ~word count: 8.5k ~enemies to lovers, college au, fantasy au ~rating: g ~warnings: naughty freudian slip, sexual tension, arguing, fire

~a/n: this is my gift for the wonderful @moccahobi‘s birthday! I am so lucky to be friends with someone as funny, hard working and gorgeous as you and I hope you have a great day!! and no, of course I didn’t choose the biggest bingo square only to forget and write this in a week.. (okay, I did, so pls go easy on any errors!) as always the lovely admins at @thebtswritersclub came up with a fun challenge to prompt this story, so I will be including my makeup palette bingo square at the end so you can see what prompts I used for this! enjoy x

The moment you had seen Jung Hoseok coming through the door, your eyes rolled.

Almost entirely made of large windows, the front of the coffee shop you worked in allowed you to see all the passers-by. So when you spotted your classmate coming down the street, laughing loudly with a couple of friends, you had prayed that he would just pass by.

Of course, you could never get what you wished for.

“Yoongi-“ you tried in vain to capture your friend’s attention, but too late. Yoongi hadn’t even looked around from where he was scrubbing coffee cups when a familiar voice reached your ears, making you groan internally.

“Y/N! Hard day at work? You look frazzled.”

“To what do I owe the pleasure?” you drawled, resigning yourself to serving him.

He simply leaned on the counter, sagging with laughter.

“Always service with a smile with you, isn’t it?”

“I’m sure you’d be just as tired if you even tried to focus in class,” you fired back.

His grin didn’t even falter. But at last, he dropped his teasing. With a scoff he ordered a tea and turned around, scrolling on his phone with his back to you as you got to work.

It seemed you had grabbed Yoongi’s attention after all, judging by the poorly-hidden snort from the washing up area.

Scowling, you chucked together a cup of tea distractedly, only too relieved when you pushed it over the counter to be rid of Hoseok. So when he sipped it only to wince in disgust, your heart sank.

“Jesus, where’s the caffeine? This is so weak.”

Your desire to argue back lost its short-lived wrestle with your customer service training, and you were reluctantly offering to make a new one. This time, you forced yourself to pay more attention. You knew that way, you could actually get rid of the nuisance on the other side of the counter.

“You see Y/N, the bag goes in the water,” Hoseok remarked, leaning over to see what you were doing.

Shooting the most passionate glare you could muster had the undesirable effect of sending him into peals of laughter.

Eventually, after making a point to leave the teabag in for much longer – at least until you noticed his fingers begin to tap on the countertop – you passed over his second cup with a sarcastic smile. His mood didn’t seem to have dampened that much, but he left without a fuss.

“You have great chemistry.”

The dry remark from behind you had you whirling around to glare at Yoongi instead. He stood in front of his stack of clean washing, observing you with a smirk.

“I don’t think Jung Hoseok knows what chemistry is,” you grumbled.

But as you set to work, a little aggressively, on scrubbing the counter, you never would have guessed how right you were. Or that it would soon become your responsibility.

“So when we sleep, what part of the brain transfers memory from white to grey matter?”

“…what’s grey matter again?”

“I think you could do with some more of it,” you muttered in lieu of an answer.

Hoseok lifted his head from his arms just enough to fix you with reproachful puppy eyes. Sighing, you tugged the textbook back across the table towards you, flipping a few pages back and jabbing your finger at the relevant passage.

Raising an eyebrow, he read it for the second time today with a growing frown.

“Long term…” he said at length.

“Long term memory!” you groaned, dropping your forehead against the heel of your hands.

Behind you, you knew Jungkook and Yoongi were watching this unfold with amusement. You weren’t sure you could take much more of this.

If you had envisaged this when you had signed up for your college’s mentor program, well, you may have changed your mind.

At last, the hour dragged by. Apparently Hoseok wanted to be there as little as you, collecting the books and leaving very quickly once you were done. Though your shift was over, you were sure you might explode if you didn’t get to rant about the guy right now.

Huffing, you marched over to the counter.

“He’s such a jerk!” you threw your hands out, “his ego’s so big, it’s like he thinks he’s too good to even try! And now it’s up to me to make sure he isn’t so behind, but there is so much to do!”

Your coworkers weren’t helping. Both had given up suppressing their laughter, openly enjoying your pain.

“You guys are no help,” you grumbled, folding your arms.

“Just be patient,” Jungkook offered, “it might get better in time.”

“Patience is not something Jung Hoseok inspires,” you retorted, “and I’m being good enough as it is! I even had the generosity to lend him my textbook!”

“You’re a saint,” Yoongi chuckled.

A withering glare later, you slung your bag over your shoulder and bid your friends a tired goodbye.

Much as you hated to admit it, there may have been some truth in what Jungkook told you. Patience did seem to be the key after all. A lot of patience.

A few more meetings had passed, and Hoseok remembered a lot more now. You weren’t sure whether it was due to the quality of your teaching or just a desire to avoid your constant scolding, but it didn’t matter too much. The result was what counted.

You were to meet again today. As always, he came as your shift finished so that you could work in the café.

“You like him really.”

Jungkook’s voice tore your eyes away from the clock you had been watching.

“I’m sorry?”

“You like him,” he repeated, “I’ve never seen you so impatient to get off work.”

“What? I’m not,” you scoffed, “it’s just-“

The little jingling bell above the door interrupted you. Never finishing your thought, you left Jungkook to meet Hoseok at the counter.

“Tea?” you asked him.

“Not if you’re making it,” he quipped, eyes already skimming the menu on the wall behind you.

You scoffed with a roll of your eyes, but said no more. Hoseok’s teasing eyes returned to you as he said,

“Think you can manage a hot chocolate?”

“Of course I can make hot cock-“ your eyes widened at your momentary slip “-chocolate. I can make hot chocolate-“

But for all your correcting and muttering, there was no hiding your embarrassing moment from Hoseok, whose eyes lit up with surprise before laughter spilled out of him in reams.

“I didn’t mean to make you so flustered, Y/N!” he cackled.

Biting your tongue, you hid your burning face from him as he half-collapsed against the counter with the force of his laughter. You angrily set to work on the drink, milk sloshing in the jug as you thrust it under the machine.

“With whipped scream on top too, huh?”

Hoseok’s incessant mocking didn’t stop until you had handed him the drink. If anything could prove to Jungkook just how wrong he was, this should do it. Still, you didn’t dare to turn around and see what your friend made of the situation.

Mixing the powder into the hot milk forcefully, you glared down at the cup.

Damn Jung Hoseok! He couldn’t be any more infuriating if he tried. It wasn’t your fault he was so annoying it made it hard for you to think straight. No one else managed to rile you up so much as him.

You gave him the drink with a side of deathly glare. It only served to amuse him more.

Safe to say you were dreading the next hour.

Clocking off soon after, you hung up your apron regretfully and headed across to your usual table. Thankfully Hoseok was a bit more subdued now.

Unfortunately, you were about to find out why.

“So, Y/N,” he started as you were sitting down.

This brought your attention to him straight away. Your eyes narrowed as he toyed with his mug on the table, avoiding your eyes.

“So, uh, that textbook you lent me-“

You had a bad feeling already. Looking around, you didn’t notice it on the usual pile of books.

“Where is it?” you cut him off.

At last he raised his head to meet your eyes, and you didn’t like what you saw.

“It’s not like we need it that badly anyway,” he began, though you weren’t sure you had ever heard him sound so hesitant, “we finished most of the stuff in there anyway…”

“You lost it, didn’t you?”

“Well, yeah. And I think I also spilled some-“

Not waiting for him to finish, you exclaimed your frustration.

“I can’t believe you! Just because you don’t see a use for ever picking up a book, I need that! I don’t have that kind of money spare either…”

As you raked a hand through your hair, Hoseok decided now was the time to be helpful.

“Gosh, I was afraid you would do this. We have a library for a reason, you know?”

Stopping your train of thought abruptly, you lowered your hand to glower at him.

“And now you’re going to make me go in the library? Ugh, you really have it out for me.”

Incredulous laughter followed. Hoseok leaned back in his chair, observing you with raised eyebrows.

“You’re telling me you believe in those stupid rumours?”

Shifting uncomfortably, you shrugged.

“Well, you’ve got to admit the place is creepy, right? And my flatmate said she knew that girl Cindy-“

As you spoke, Hoseok’s laughing grew louder, steadily filling the café until you were forced to stop.

“What?” you hissed.

“We’ve all heard about “Cindy”,” he made quotation marks in the air, “but that’s just a story! The older students made it up to scare newbies – and it would seem it worked. But everyone knows the scariest thing in the library is just the course reading.”

Biting your tongue, you didn’t muster up a response. You would only face more ridicule if you argued about this.

“Don’t forget the librarian,” you joked half-heartedly.

Hoseok chuckled lightly, and you were glad he dropped the topic after that.

But still the issue of your sorely misused textbook remained.

There was nothing to be done. You had to go to the library.

It may seem a ridiculous thing to be scared of, especially for someone who loved books, but, as Hoseok had kindly refreshed your memory of, there were… stories. The campus library at your college warranted a degree of wariness.

Most commonly told was the story of Cindy, supposedly a student at the university many years before. No matter how dramatic the story was made, the essentials were the same; she had gone into the library and never come out.

Logically, you knew that this was just one of those quirky urban legends that came to surround certain places.

Nonetheless, your nerves only worsened as you entered the grand building.

On your way in, you only passed one other student. Most people were leaving uni at around this time, but you needed to hang around anyway because your shift was soon. You had sent a quick text to Yoongi to let him know you would be there once you found the book, and somehow it comforted you a little that someone else knew you were here.

Moving through the first few rows of tall bookshelves, you had to pass by the main desk on your way to the section you were looking for.

Doing your utmost to tread with care, sandals making as little noise as you could manage on the wooden floor, you walked on.

As you drew near, the librarian looked up. Greeting them with a bright smile, you didn’t let it show that your heart was really thumping in your chest.

Hurrying along, you only slowed once you had entered the right section. Near the back of the library, it was dimmer as no light from the window reached all the way into the corner. Utter silence dampened the air. Not even the rustling of the librarian sorting papers could be heard from here.

Alone with the hushed sound of your own breath, your eyes flicked along the rows, searching for the right name.

Spotting it at last, you wasted no time in reaching for it. But as you tried to slide it from its spot, you were met with resistance. Perhaps it was very tightly packed in its place.

You tried again with both hands. It was still wedged in, but you felt it give a little so kept pulling. You managed to tug it out a little way, but this time, the book tugged back. Holding onto it as tightly as you were, you stumbled forwards, nearly slipping out of one of your sandals.

Gulping, your brow creased. More determined this time, you tried once more, but it seemed the book only retreated further among its companions on the shelf.

Breathing heavily, you stepped back. Books were not meant to do this. You swore it had moved by itself.

Maybe Hoseok would call you crazy if this was your reason for not getting the textbook. But, you thought, staring back down the empty row of shelves, a science textbook was less important than not getting involved with the strange happenings of the library.

Already you were questioning your sanity. Books didn’t move.

Looking back at it once more, it appeared perfectly unassuming. There was nothing unusual about the book. Maybe your mind was playing tricks, driven from the fear you felt about this place.

Breathing deeply, you reached your hand out for one last try. Picking up a book couldn’t be that hard. As long as you didn’t fear it-

Your fingers came into contact with the spine, and not a moment later, the book shrunk right back. But though it shot out of sight between its neighbours, your hand was stuck to it. Your intent to snatch it straight back at any sign of movement failed, and you were yanked forwards.

Flying clean off your foot now, your sandal clattered to the floor among the silent shelves behind you.

Your stomach jerked at the sudden movement. Now, as you plunged towards the shelves, you screwed your eyes shut, anticipating the imminent collision.

None came.

Instead, your insides seemed to be suspended. You had not crashed, but still your feet didn’t meet the floor; though your eyes were closed you were certain you were falling.

Rapidly upping its pace, your heart tried to punch through your ribs the longer you were in this state, fearing your landing. Panicked, you took great gulps of air, limbs flailing fruitlessly.

You landed.

It felt like you had been falling for a long time – too long – yet the force you hit the ground with was not painful. For a second, it expelled air from your lungs, but by the time you had rolled and tumbled enough to land on your back, you were sucking in a shaky breath.

Blinking, you turned to look around you. Your arms struggled to push you from the ground, but you heaved to sit up anyway.

This was like nowhere you had ever been.

No parquet was beneath you here. The ground was earth, sparse tufts of grass growing from it. But in places, the foliage was abundant, great swathes of vibrant grass surrounding a nearby rock which protruded from the ground.

These rocks were also plentiful, though not of regular size. They poked from the ground, rough surfaces being seized by moss of all colours.

Other plants stretched higher still, all in shades of purple, green and blue. Climbing slowly to your feet, your eyes traced up the stem of a slender tree whose leaves drooped downwards with their size.

The only thing you could hope to recognise were roses that grew in places, curved petals familiar atop their stems that wound around larger plants.

In the scattered canopy above you, there appeared to be vines as well. Climbers, perhaps; it appeared as if they were winding around ceiling beams above you, except that they were in open air, pale sky stretching above them.

Very deliberately, you blinked.

Nothing changed.

Jaw hanging open, you turned slowly around. This place continued the same everywhere you looked. You certainly weren’t in the library anymore.

Taking some effort to breathe evenly, you forced your feet to still.

Remembering your phone, you quickly reached for it. But as you repeatedly pressed the power button, the screen remained black. Either you had let it run down, or it wouldn’t work in this alien place.

You replaced it in your pocket with bitter disappointment and continued to stand still, observing this place.

Purposefully, you walked towards the nearest rock. Given the way you were transported here, you were a little wary of touching random objects, but you tentatively reached for the mossy surface. Briefly grazing it, you jumped backwards, expecting something to happen.

Nothing. Just the springy surface of moss, solid and very real.

Staring at the rock, your mind ran in uncomprehending circles. How had you got here? Why? How could you get out?

Cutting through your thoughts, a thump came from behind you.

Startled, you jumped around, eyes darting in panic around the world you had found yourself in. Nothing seemed to have moved…

A cough, followed by a groan, drifted from somewhere.

Frown deepening, you stepped forwards. A few paces brought you around the next rock, bigger than the last. Not only was it taller than you, it was bordered on one side by more of the tall plants, blocking your view of what was behind it.

This was definitely where the sounds were emanating from. As you cautiously rounded the boulder, rustling sounds reached your ears.

Reaching the trees, you peered between two dark blue trunks. Every muscle in your body was tense, ready to spring away at the first sign of danger.

Instead, you were greeted with the shape of a person. They wore a dark jacket, their hair also dark, but they were facing away from you where they sat.

For a moment you stood frozen. You were divided: should you announce yourself? Maybe they could help you? But for all you knew, they might not feel kindly towards you. What would another person be doing in this strange place?

Before you had the chance to decide, let alone move, the person slumped backwards to lie down, huffing a great sigh as they went.

Your eyes widened. Now you could see their face — and you certainly hadn’t expected this.

“Hoseok?”

Squeezing between the trees, you pushed your way into the small clearing he lay in. On hearing your voice, he twisted towards you with wide eyes.

“Y/N?” he jumped up, eyeing you suspiciously, “what is this place?”

“I have no idea,” you answered honestly. Then, “what are you doing here?”

Echoing your earlier words, he said, “I have no idea.”

After a moment, he seemed to remember something and looked around sharply.

“I found this,” he told you, pointing at the ground some feet away. There lay your sandal from earlier.

“Oh. Thank you.”

You flashed an awkward smile and went to pick it on, sliding it back onto the foot it had lost not long ago. Then your silence resumed.

Briefly, you did nothing but stare at each other. Then you stared again at the bizarre scenery around you.

Hoseok was first to move. Apparently becoming tired of your company so soon, he turned away with hands on his hips and began to pick through the undergrowth, which was thicker here than where you had first landed.

Even if this was all the company you were granted, you were eager to keep it, and so followed him.

A few minutes passed. Eerie silence was all around, save for the tentative brush of your footsteps against plants. He hadn’t complained about your presence, though, so you eventually decided it safe to speak.

“Did you… fall here?” you ventured.

His eyes snapped back to you. With a nod, he confirmed it.

“From the library?”

Slowing down, he allowed you to catch up and walk at his side.

“Yeah, why? You too?”

“That’s what happened to me,” you nodded, “but… what were you doing in the library?”

But Hoseok never heard those last words. A deafening, crunching crash resounded through your quiet conversation, drowning you out.

Both of you reacted quickly, spinning to the source of the monstrous sound in fear. Your hammering heart only sped up as you located a dark shape above the treetops.

“There!” you cried, grabbing onto Hoseok’s sleeve.

He spotted it as you pointed, for it was rapidly growing, soaring towards you.

“What is that?” he yelled, stumbling backwards.

You had nothing to offer in reply, instead watching with wide eyes as the creature flew closer still. Still grasping at Hoseok’s sleeve, you tugged at it, looking around for the nearest cover. He made no move. Struck dumb with awe, he seemed to be rooted to the spot.

Turning back to the sky, you were panicked to see the beast drawing closer. You could make out a long snout protruding from its head, spiny wings beating slowly and yet carrying it swiftly over the land.

The monster was enormous, blocking out a chunk of the open sky.

Not wanting to hesitate any longer, you pulled Hoseok forcefully with you as you retreated under the cover of a thick patch of foliage. He complied, still unable to tear his gaze from the flying creature.

You almost daren’t look, even now you were secluded among shadow. But curiosity overcame you.

It was near enough on top of you now. You held your breath, terror washing over you at the sight of it, close enough now that you could make out scales on the thing’s large belly. They glimmered a blazing red as it moved.

But its pace was fast, and it continued quickly, long tail etching a path through the sky behind it.

“Was that…” you breathed, after you felt enough time had passed to be safe. But your thought was too absurd for you to speak out loud.

However, Hoseok finished it for you.

“A dragon?”

Both of you slowly turned to face each other, matching expressions of perplexed shock painting your faces. You opened and closed your mouth, but no words presented themselves.

Your gaze was only severed by the return of the same cacophony to the air that had first heralded the dragon. Only now, it was louder.

Ducking by reflex, you whipped around. Above the treetops, the dragon was returning.

Still filling the air, the sound was that of treetops rupturing as the scaled beast flew low over them, snapping them like matchsticks. Once again, it seemed like the thing was coming straight towards you.

“Let’s move,” you shouted over the noise.

Hoseok didn’t need telling twice.

Side by side, you raced between trees, feet and clothes catching on leaves and vines that spanned the floor. Plunging on nonetheless, you kept your eyes set determinedly ahead.

By the time your lungs demanded you stop for breath, you were sure you must have gone a considerable distance from where you had first been hiding. But the deafening crashes from above had become no quieter.

Slowing down, you sagged against a tree as you gasped for air. Just in front of you, Hoseok looked around, finding you holding yourself up shakily against the trunk.

With a look to the sky and back at you, his face sank further, eyes wide and afraid.

“Y/N!” he cried.

Lifting your head, you met his eyes. Still panting, you turned to follow a finger he raised as he took trembling steps backwards.

Overhead, the leaves seemed to shake. A shadow was sliding along the forest floor as above it, twigs and branches rained down, bouncing from their lower counterparts until they disappeared into the shrubbery.

The dragon was following you.

“Come on!” Hoseok’s voice reached you somewhere among the din.

Spinning, you found him holding a hand out to you, gesturing maniacally for you to continue. You had barely caught your breath, but forced yourself to push away from the tree and run towards him once more.

What did surprise you was that he waited for you. When you came within reach, his outstretched hand was grabbing you, pulling you along at his side.

But there was no time to think of that. Chest heaving with exertion, you willed your feet to move faster underneath you in an attempt to flee the dragon.

All at once, the tall tree trunks you had been running between, almost dense enough to form a forest, stopped. Realising too late, the two of you shot from the cover at full speed, only to find yourselves utterly exposed.

Skidding to a stop, you looked to Hoseok in panic.

Before you could take another step, shadow fell over you again, but it was not cast by harmless trees. The roar of splintering branches grew to an overwhelming crescendo as the dragon caught sight of you and dived, uncaring for the insignificant wood pushed aside by its bulk.

Beside you, Hoseok screamed hoarsely. Together you fled backwards, knowing there was no hope of outrunning your pursuer.

In a few seconds, the beast had descended, giant nostrils flaring at your eye level. Curved fangs gnashed.

With horror, you saw a glow brighten the deep tunnels atop its snout.

In the corner of your eye, you spotted another rock, rough surface towering from the ground. You barely had time to think before you were shoving Hoseok to the side so you fell together behind the barrier. Not a moment later, blazing orange flared, obscuring all other sights as fire erupted from the monster’s jaws and nostrils.

You gave no thought to the position you had fallen in, your push having left you tumbling directly on top of Hoseok. His scream rang in your ears, only rivalled by the crackling heat in the air as his arms wrapped around you. You too were curling up, hands shielding your head in some attempt to shelter.

Thankfully, the rock you had chosen was one of the larger ones and took the brunt of the blast.

Not that it encouraged you much, considering the persistence the beast had shown so far. The dying away of the heat and fire only brought on dread, gnawing low and incessant in your stomach, of the next blast.

Barely daring to breathe, you stayed still, huddling against Hoseok, who did the same.

Any moment, you expected another massive roar to rip through the air. A swipe of the malicious claws or the sizzling heat of dragon flame. The longer you waited, the harder your heart rioted in your chest.

“Students.”

You jolted violently as a loud voice resonated through the air. But it was not the dragon.

Looking around showed you no one who the voice might belong to.

“It is gone,” the voice said.

Hoseok’s hold around you was loosening. Swallowing, you became aware of your proximity and carefully extracted yourself, not looking him in the eye as you moved to sit next to him instead.

It was true that no indicator of the dragon’s presence had made itself known, but you were not inclined to trust a faceless voice. You crawled to peer around the edge of the rock. Finding the space empty, you emerged further.

The clearing was totally deserted. The only evidence of the recent fearful moments was the debris of burnt leaves and broken branches scattered across the ground.

“Who are you?” Hoseok raised his voice, though it shook a little.

You returned to his side, the voice replying as you sunk down beside him.

“Students,” the voice repeated. It was level and calm, but awfully cold. The word was spoken with disdain. “I doubt you would recognise such a voice as mine. You young humans know not the value of words, of books. I am the librarian.”

You blinked in surprise. Next to you, Hoseok sat forward from the rock you leaned against.

“You are? Can you get us out of here?” he yelled, aiming his voice at the sky for lack of target for his pleas.

“Certainly not. I am the keeper of this land. You see, due to the neglect of your kind, my creatures are only kept alive through written word, and I cannot let them be endangered. Students are all the same. Careless. I do not appreciate those who vandalise or waste the knowledge granted them through books. And so, I cannot let you take another one.”

“It’s just a science textbook,” you muttered.

Meanwhile, Hoseok was growing more desperate.

“We won’t!” he called, “just let us out!”

Ringing silence was all he received in reply.

Eventually, he flopped back against the rock with a huff. Worrying your lip, you turned to him, though you had nothing to propose for what you should do next.

His hair was a dishevelled now, strands falling into his eyes which he now turned to you. To your surprise, his mouth curved back into a smile, breathy laughs bursting from him as he rested his head back on the rock.

He shook his head.

“This is crazy.”

You had to agree.

Turning your despairing eyes away and to the surrounding forest again, you were surprised to see movement among the trees. But this creature was not enormous or fire-breathing. A sandy-coloured tail waved, blurring in the air.

Bounding through the trees and coming to a stop at the forest edge, came a labrador.

Staring in bemusement, you found the dog looking right back at you. It was panting, mouth open in a smiley-looking shape. Its tail continued wagging enthusiastically behind it.

Just as you opened your mouth to tell Hoseok, the dog went rigid, body jerking as it barked across the space.

Sitting up straight, Hoseok spotted the dog as well, and together you watched it.

The dog watched back, standing still as if waiting for something. It reminded you of the way your flatmate’s dog used to wait for you to throw the ball when you played with her.

After another minute of stillness, it barked again, then turned and ran. You jumped to your feet as the yellow tail went wagging away through the shadows.

“What are you-“ Hoseok exclaimed as you started towards the trees, following the dog’s path.

Already tired, your legs lagged behind the dog’s pace and you nearly lost sight of the sandy fur. But you kept your eyes trained on it. This animal did not seem unfriendly, or angry. Something told you that you could trust it.

“Where are you going?”

You hadn’t noticed the pursuing footsteps until Hoseok was grabbing your arm, forcing you to stop. Looking around at him in annoyance, you shrugged him off and turned back around. But you had lost sight of the dog now, finding the forest empty.

Your shoulders slumped.

“I was trying to do something to get us out of here-“

“By getting more lost?”

Hoseok’s eyes blazed with anger and he threw his arms out to punctuate his yell with frustration. Opening your mouth, you returned his outrage.

“We’ve been lost since we got here! We don’t know anything about this place, but we can’t just do nothing!”

“What can we do? You heard what the librarian said.”

His volume had lowered and he took a step back.

Breathing out, you did the same, noticing only now how you had crowded each other’s space in your anger. Swallowing down your own frustration, you levelled your gaze at him. His words spoke of despair.

Sighing, you pushed a hand through your hair.

“There’s no use in fighting,” you muttered, “and I’m scared too. But we have to try.”

Lifting his eyes to you, Hoseok felt then as if he was seeing you for the first time.

You shared his fear, and had spoken that out loud, but still the steely glint never left your eyes. Rather than run or hide, you stood tall, resolved to find a way out, no matter how hopeless this crazy turn of events seemed.

“Hoseok?” you called, rendered hesitant by his silence.

Giving his head a quick shake, he averted his gaze from you.

“Hobi,” he spoke.

You frowned.

“I’m sorry?”

“Call me Hobi,” he repeated, “if we’re stuck here forever, I won’t be able to stand it if you call me Hoseok all the time.”

“Oh. Okay.”

Taking that to be some odd form of agreement, you turned around and started to pick your way again through the forest, no matter how blindly. The only vague thing guiding you was the notion that the dog had left this way, but that certainty grew weaker with time.

The only thing bolstering you were the steady steps of Hobi right beside you. A reminder you weren’t alone here.

“Sorry for losing your textbook.”

Smile quirking your lips, you turned to Hobi. He was steadfastly ignoring your gaze, kicking his feet through the low undergrowth while his hands were buried in his pockets.

“If you hadn’t done that, I wouldn’t be here now,” you hummed.

That caught his attention.

“Hey! At least I’m apologising!”

“Doesn’t fix the fact we’re lost in… well, wherever this is,” you chuckled, “though I’m sure it’s worked out well for you.”

“What do you mean?”

“If I hadn’t come here to replace my textbook, you would be here all alone.”

Hoseok simply tilted his head in vague answer.

After a few short moments of quiet, you resumed the conversation.

“So, what were you in the library for?”

He let silence stretch out for longer than you expected, and you slowed your steps to look at him. His eyes were wide, and when he spoke, it was with a nervous smile, as if he wasn’t sure he should be smiling.

But he was too quiet, and all you heard was something that sounded like ‘yuzbook’.

“Sorry?” you frowned.

With a long-suffering sigh, he finally spoke up.

“I was looking for your science book as well.”

Your eyebrows shot upwards.

“You were?”

“Yes.”

“I thought you had decided it was my responsibility? Even though you lost it.”

“Exactly, I had lost it. I felt bad.”

“Ha!” you exclaimed, jumping around to dance in front of him, “Jung Hoseok admits remorse! What is the world coming to?!”

“I told you to call me Hobi,” he grumbled.

A smile was still bursting at your lips, but you calmed down and returned smugly to his side.

“My bad. Hobi wanted to do something nice! For me, of all people! Maybe this really is a dream…”

“You dream about me?” he grinned, teasing right back.

“Eugh, of course not,” you scoffed.

His laughter filled the forest, and you were glad of it. At length, it faded and you walked on.

“But, turns out you were right to be scared of the library,” he admitted quietly.

Simply nodding, you kept going. By now you had lost all hope to have remained on course with the dog you had seen earlier, but there was little use dwelling on that.

Most of the way, you had been trekking through forest, but now the trees were thinning. Once again, they began to be clustered in patches near protruding rocks.

Coming between two waist-height boulders, you found a pond lying cradled by short grasses and more rose plants.

Agreeing on a break, you and Hobi slumped down at its bank, though you also agreed not to drink it. Hobi seemed much more distrustful of everything you came across in this curious land than you, but there was no harm in caution, you supposed. It was true that, on getting closer to the water, it appeared to glimmer silver.

What that meant, you didn’t know, but didn’t care to investigate.

Reclining on the ground, you breathed deeply. The pond was in a large clearing, similar to the first place you had crash landed in. You couldn’t escape some dread that all this time had brought you in a mere circle to the beginning, but there was no way to be certain.

Forest lined one side of the oasis, while the other stretched away, obscured behind that rocky landscape dotted with an array of foliage.

As you scanned the area idly, a familiar blur of motion had you sitting up with a yelp.

“There! Did you see that!” you cried, but began running without waiting for a reply.

Twisting to attention, Hobi clumsily took to his feet after you.

“You sure?” he called after you.

You kept running. You had seen it – it had been right here. You were certain it was trying to lead you somewhere, and you felt compelled to follow it.

Plunging between rocks, Hobi’s slower steps faded behind you. Uncaring, you continued, eyes alert for any sign of your goal.

And there it was: another brief glimmer from just beyond the next clump of plants. You were so close. This time, you were going to reach it. It would get you out of here.

Still running, you didn’t care that the way wound deeper through the terrain, nor that the world around you darkened as you went. No, your mind was set. You kept moving.

When you finally reached what seemed to be the midst of the darkness, it never occurred to you that this was never what you had been looking for. All you were filled with was delight; in the middle of the dark clearing stood a grove of roses. They were taller than the roses you had seen so far, growing thickly and close together.

In the blackness, the petals emitted a soft glow that shone through their delicate veins.

A smile curved your lips. But as you took a slow step towards the luminescence, something emerged from behind them. It became clear that the roses themselves were not glowing, but the creature. A unicorn.

White coat shimmering with its every move, it seemed to glide over the landscape. The slender horn protruding from its head appeared crafted by the finest silversmith, with hints of colours dancing along it even in darkness.

All breath was stolen from you. Your startled exhale left a cloud lingering in the air beside your lips which glittered as the majestic animal walked in front of you.

Either it didn’t see you, or didn’t mind your presence, because it proceeded perfectly calmly. Keeping your eyes fixed on it, your feet stumbled after the serene creature without you willing them to.

You barely blinked as you followed the graceful unicorn, desperate to keep your eyes on it. You couldn’t have torn them away if you wanted to. Just watching the animal had all your tension melting away: legs feeling heavy, mind fogging. All your worries dissipated as easily as smoke in the wind.

The world was silent. It was as if your ears were plugged as you reached out, somehow confident enough to touch the noble beast.

Another step closer.

Your fingers stretched out, ready to meet the sleek, glowing coat-

“Y/N!”

A blow knocked you sideways, a weight falling with you as the shout of your name rung loudly in your ears. For a split second, you winced, expecting to be crushed on the ground, but already a hand shielded your head. Instead, you landed on a body, held securely in the person’s arms.

Gasping, you found yourself breathless. Your gaze had been severed on being tackled, and now that you blinked, dark clouds seemed to lift from your vision.

Looking around wildly, you were slow to come to your senses, but the person was already shifting.

“We need to move.”

That voice was familiar. Looking around, you found Hoseok’s eyes trained on you as he struggled to stand with your weight against him.

Clumsily getting your feet underneath you, your mouth opened, but a shriek filled the air before you could speak.

Clapping your hands over your ears, you winced at the piercing wail splitting the air.

Hoseok, however, wasted no time. He grasped your wrist, pulling you stumbling across the clearing behind him as he sprinted away.

Wide-eyed and breathless, you twisted to look behind you. The unicorn was still there, but it wasn’t glowing, just plain white. But your eyes only caught it for a second, before a darker shape was swooping from the sky.

Feet pounding, you fled the shrieking beast as it descended in a rush of feathers.

Glinting talons flashed, inches in front of your face as the bird-like shriek reached its peak.

And then you were plunged into shadow, squeezed between leaves and petals.

Hoseok slowed, dropping your hand, but you were practically frozen. You staggered backwards, eyes trained on the spot those razor sharp claws had been.

Above you, the shrill cry was quieting, echoing around the land as your attacker circled higher once more.

“What… what was that?” you panted.

“That was close,” Hoseok responded, no humour in his voice. “I was calling to you! Why didn’t you move?”

“You were?” you frowned, “I-I didn’t hear. I don’t know what happened.”

Light frown creasing his brow, Hobi looked seriously down at you. Swallowing, he looked you over. Your heart still trembled, trying to take in what had just happened, and you looked up at him fearfully. Was he angry?

Fixing his eyes on your own, Hobi stepped forward, bending to draw your faces closer together. Holding your breath, you stiffened, heart rate rocketing as his breath fell warm over your cheeks.

Then he reached his hand out. You forced yourself to hold his gaze, not sure why your face was growing hotter under his scrutiny.

His fingers met your hair. They pulled gently at a strand.

“You had this in your hair.”

Blinking, you found him holding a rose petal up, the hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

“Right. Thank you,” you spoke awkwardly, snatching it from his hand.

“Let’s stay here for a bit,” he said then, turning around as if nothing had happened. However, you didn’t complain. You didn’t want him to see your burning cheeks.

Hobi had pulled you into the grove of roses you had seen earlier, which grew some way above your heads. The bushes were close together, providing the perfect cover. You heard no more of the shrieking monster as you walked after him through the plants.

Beautiful flower heads were nestled everywhere, the graceful bundles of petals peering at these strangers walking through their home.

Eventually, Hobi came to a halt. When you stopped at his side, he pushed aside some leaves to show you what lay beyond.

You had reached the other side of the grove and a new clearing lay before you. Unlike the other places you had been, there were no tall trees or wide rocks rising from the ground. At last it was flat.

But, most noticeably, in the middle of the clearing there was a building. Deep blue walls rose from a gold base, thin pillars winding upwards to support the corners of the many-sided roof. Small arched windows were set high up in the walls, through which you could see a silvery glow from inside.

Hobi looked around the space before emerging. No longer impatient, you wholly agreed with his caution and also peered out carefully.

As you remained mostly hidden by the roses, something came running around the house.

The dog.

Same as before, it stood looking at you, smiling mouth and wagging tail welcoming.

First, you looked to Hobi.

“What do you think?”

“You were right,” he replied, “the dog seems alright. We should give it a shot.”

Smiling, you felt assured now you were in agreement. Not stopping to think too much about the action, you placed your hand resolutely in Hobi’s and stepped forwards.

This time the dog did not begin running away, waiting for you by the blue house wall instead. As the two of you drew closer, you bent a little, holding your hand out to the creature.

“Hi!” you cooed, ignoring Hobi’s light scoff from beside you.

The dog poised as if it would bark back, but instead it looked towards the house. Following its gaze, you looked through the window and instantly fell silent.

Inside, a figure was sitting, though you could only see their head and shoulders – and a pair of wings. They fluttered lazily, glinting in the silvery light.

“The librarian,” Hobi murmured.

Nodding, you looked back to the dog.

“Will you help us?” you whispered.

Its tail wagged harder.

Smiling, you reached out to give it a gentle pat, ruffling the soft fur between its ears.

Satisfied, the sandy blond animal turned around, tail blurring all the while. It trotted away, leading you around the house. On passing the windows, you both ducked, fearing what the faerie would do if they discovered you here.

A short dash, looking over your shoulders, and you finally reached a thick row of trees. Squeezing behind the large trunks, you were surprised to see large wooden doors waiting for you.

If not for the lingering worry of the librarian somewhere nearby, you would have laughed out loud.

Hobi rushed forwards, grasping the dogs ears and ruffling them enthusiastically.

“You got us out!” he whispered happily.

You were amused to see the dog’s smiling mouth grow wider, tongue hanging out with his praise.

Jumping up with a brilliant grin, Hobi walked to the door. Waiting by the handle, he let you also say goodbye to your four-legged saviour.

“Thank you,” you told it with a loving pat. For a moment, you looked into the dog’s eyes, wishing you could somehow convey your gratitude.

Then a thought came over you. Tilting your head, you frowned slightly.

“Cindy?”

The dog’s tail whirred back into motion, hopping up and down a little at the name.

Breaking into a smile, you patted it affectionately.

“Good girl, Cindy,” you grinned, “thank you.”

Then you stood to join Hobi’s side. He lifted the great handle, which made a concerning thunk in the quiet.

Hurriedly slipping through, you fell against the other side of the wood as he followed and shut it firmly behind him. You were back at the entrance of the library, the glass doors at the front of the foyer showing the road beyond it, no different than ever as cars and pedestrians hurried along.

“Who let someone like that work in a school?” you laughed, incredulous.

Hobi laughed loudly at last, the sound bringing a bigger grin to your face.

You had made it out.

All of a sudden, a pinging sound rang from your pocket, soon over taken by at least five more.

Pulling out your phone, you found it alive again, the screen lit up and full of messages.

“Yoongi’s wondering where I am,” you muttered, “my shift…”

Hobi pushed away from the wooden door, starting to walk with you across the entrance hall. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he nodded.

“Yeah, um, I should get going too, I guess.”

Opening the main doors, you stood outside on the steps, at a loss. A bus rumbled past.

“Okay,” you spoke at length, “yeah. Er, see you around.”

Smiling briefly, Hobi took a few hesitant steps back before he committed to walking away. One last wave and he was engulfed by the crowd on the street.

You sighed and set off in the opposite direction.

The bell clinked, swinging wildly above the door as you hurried over to the counter.

“I’m so sorry I’m late,” you spoke as you set your stuff down.

Turning to lean against the counter, Yoongi shrugged.

“’s’alright. Where were you though?”

“Ah…”

What were you meant to say? Your head was still spinning from everything that had passed, but you knew no one would believe you if you told them the truth. Shifting a little, your teeth nipped at your lower lip while you tried to come up with a reasonable excuse.

Meanwhile, a knowing look was sliding onto Yoongi’s face.

“I see,” he grinned, and then, to your mortification, winked!

“No, you don’t- that’s not-“ you protested, but he was already snickering and turning back to the washing up.

Shaking your head, you concluded that whatever his belief was would make as good as excuse as any. At least he had made it up for you, saving the hassle.

You got to work.

Over the next couple of days, everything ran like normal. Except for you, nothing was normal.

You still had no idea how such a small amount of time had passed while you and Hobi were busy running for your lives in fear of the librarian and their crazed world. You had barely been late for your shift afterwards; when it was time for bed you had collapsed straight in, feeling as if you had been awake for two days straight.

Of course, you had never gone back for that textbook.

In college the next day, you had taken a detour to class, stubbornly avoiding the building that had all but kidnapped you, wondering at the fact no one else seemed to realise.

At the café later on, you waited impatiently for any sign of Hobi outside. He was the one person you desperately wanted to see. Surely he must be feeling the same? He would understand.

But you waited and waited, serving countless other customers without much thought. He never came, and so you were left to question your own sanity by yourself.

Nothing about your impromptu adventure made sense.

If it had been real, why didn’t Hobi act like anything had changed? You certainly couldn’t pretend that nothing had been altered between you while you had been trapped in that strange world inside the library.

Perhaps it had been a dream. All of it seemed so implausible that even recollecting it sent you spiralling with more questions.

But there was one hope. Even if Hobi remembered nothing of what transpired, you were still supposed to tutor him. You would see him next week, and try to assess what he might remember.

So when your phone buzzed that night, screen lighting up with a message from him at last, you had expected to arrange this week’s session. But all it said was: come outside.

Though you frowned, you weren’t going to pass up this chance.

Sliding off your bed, you quickly stuffed your feet into your slippers and tried your best not to break into a run on the way to the door. Collecting yourself first with a deep breath, you pulled it open.

The first thing you took in was empty space outside your door. Blinking at it, you couldn’t prevent the disappointment from creeping in. But then your eyes flickered downwards.

There at your feet lay a rose.

Your lips parted in wonder as you stooped to pick it up. Taking it between your fingers, you rolled it gently there. It was the exact same as those delicate flowers that had filled the grove where you sheltered together in the library.

A smile tugged at your mouth. It only grew as you remembered the identical petal Hobi had pulled from your hair.

He remembered.

The relief that washed over you was dizzying. Clutching the flower to your chest, you smiled out of your doorway once more, silently thanking Hobi.

But you wouldn’t have to be silent for long. Your eyes landed on a figure leaning against a lamppost a few metres away, smiling right back at you.

As your eyes met, Hobi stood straighter. His mouth shifted to a radiant grin. He had come back to you.

Thank you so much for reading!! And again, send lots of birthday love over to @moccahobi!! As promised, here is the beautiful bingo card I used for this story:

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lunaekalenda · 4 years ago

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Hello! Can I get headcannons for the warriors + colt reacting to hearing someone make racist comments about their poc s/o?

yes! i hope you like it! <3 and sorry for the long waiting!

a/n: since i’m not part of the community, i tried my best to write this, hoping i’m not hurting or insulting anyone. please, if i made any error, correct me. i don’t want anyone to feel bad because of this. since i’m basically a fluff author, i based this little imagines on how they would react to them and take care of their s/o before those comments <3.

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❁ warriors!

❁ reiner, bertholdth, annie, porco, pieck, colt

❁ kinda sensible and soft reader!

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reiner:

He heard it. Luckily, you were talking on the phone and didn’t, or so he thinks. His gaze was searching the person that made the comment, his light eyes scanning the place. His head started to work. Why do people have to be so mean for things like that? How can be so bad to someone they even don’t know just because of their skin tone? You hung up and look at him, but he sees tears on the corner of your eyes. You listened it. “Honey...” he says, before getting up and walking towards your seat, on the other side of the table. He kneels on your side and takes your hand, wiping your tears with the other. You let your head meet his hand quietly, his voice being a whisper, telling you how sweet and beautiful and strong you are.

bert:

Bert wished he could be less shy to tell that man how wrong he was judging you like that. He even tried to reply, but words couldn’t leave his mouth. You took his hand and started walking. He looked at you. You smiled a bit. “I’m used to them.” you say on a little whisper. Bertholdht takes your shoulders “You shouldn’t be used to that, sweetie.” He knows this shouldn’t be like this. That you should go to the street and feel secure, independently of your race, religion, sexual orientation or nationality.

annie:

Annie accompanies you to the store. She doesn’t like to go, but she likes less to leave you alone. There, she hears how a woman talks to another about you. You’re there, taking some apples, and they are talking bad about you. She walks near to them. “Are you seeing her?” One woman asks to the other. They both look at you. Annie raises an eyebrow. “Do you have any problem, misses?” Annie asks them The women look at her cold blue eyes, shaking their heads. “So I thought.”

pieck:

The girl blamed on your for crashing unintentionally against her. You could understand her anger, you almost drop your drink on her pink pale shirt. But one thing is get angry because of you hitting her or you getting her shirt dirty, but the commentary about you had nothing to see there. Pieck took your hand. “Are you okay?” she asks. The girl tells her how you where about to make her shirt a mess, adding kinda strong words against you. Pieck listens to her, her face showing a fake worried expression. She takes your vase, looking inside. Just juice. Nothing complicated to take off. Also, your glass is half empty, so the stain would be really little. You can’t avoid the liquid shooting out from your vase, now in Pieck’s hands, to the girl’s shirt. “Sorry, didn’t mean to make your shirt dirty.”

porco:

The comment was made in low voice, but enough for Porco and you to hear it. He turns his head, searching the person that said that. He easily find him, sitting in the bar. You pull Porco’s sleeve. “It doesn’t matter, Pock. Let’s go.”. He wants to hit that man in the face, obligate him to eat just liquids for the rest of his life. “Okay.” He says. Not because he doesn’t want to, but because he respects your decision. He knows you don’t want him to search problems. Porco gives the man another dangerous look before following you outside. The summer breeze makes your hair move quietly and Porco passes his arm on top of your shoulders, leaning to leave a kiss on your forehead. He knows you try to avoid problems and he doesn’t want to cause them also, he knows that’s not the way to solve them. He sighs and looks to the sky. Society is trash.

colt:

Colt scrolled on your feed when you told him you posted a picture. It was one he took of you, and he really likes it: the sun caressing your face softly, your beautiful smile and your hair moving because of wind. He gave a like and looked the comments. There were some hurtful ones, posted seconds ago. He tried to reply them but they disappeared. As the pic did. “Honey, did you delete it?” Your crying voice betrays you when you answer him. He gets up from the sofa, going straight to your shared room. You’re there, your phone in the desk and she hugging a plushie she found. Colt sits next to you. “Because of those comments?” he asks. You nod quietly. “Don’t listen to them, honey.” he says. “It’s difficult when they do it everywhere, Colt.” you say. You’re tired: on the street, on a bar, and now on social apps. Colt hugs your and sighs. “I know it’s difficult, y/n. But you know you’re beautiful, so do I. If you like yourself, why care about the opinion of individuals without neurons?” he asks. He makes you laugh. “That’s what I like. My sweet y/n smiling.”

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simkhira · 5 years ago

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I Have 300+ Gameplay Mods?! & Yes, They All Work Together...

Yes, you read that correctly. I have over 300 gameplay mods / overrides in my game. 340 to be exact. & Yes, they all work just fine together. By that I mean hardly any last exceptions / errors. So if you are looking for ways to spice up your game - here you go, sis:

⭐ = my ultimate faves

PLEASE SEE ALL 300+ LINKS ON YOUR MOBILE DEVICE! desktop tumblr won’t let us be great.

BIG DISCLAIMER: Use these mods at your own risk! Just because all 300+ of these mods work for me, does not mean they will work for you. ALSO - when patch day comes, do not refer to this list for the most up-to-date versions of mods… I will only be updating this list when I feel like I need to.

O K A Y

let’s start with... the basics:

MC Command Center ⭐

UI Cheats Extension ⭐

More Columns in CAS ⭐

No Mosaic ⭐

CAS Background

CAS Blob Remover

CAS Immersive Lighting

CAS Tidy Accessories + Details

New Loading Screens

Cube Map Remover ⭐

Into the Light (Lighting Mod)

Out of the Dark (Lighting Mod)

Twinkle Toes (Lighting Mod)

No Fade on Sims and Objects

Build/Buy Camera (Tab Mode) ⭐

Lot Trait Effects Hider

Smaller Plumbob ⭐

& then you need... realistic socialization:

Chat Pack ⭐

Whim Overhaul ⭐

Meaningful Stories ⭐

Personality Please

Better Elders

More Face to Face Conversation

Call Over Sims (Higher Distance)

Call Anytime + Chat Longer on the Phone

Unlisted Phone Numbers ⭐

Low Fun is Boring

Family Matters (Share Big News with Family Members)

Share More News ⭐

Congratulate More

Ask What Happened More

Conversation Tweaks

Chat Standing Still

No Stand Up to Greet

No Rude Intro Animation

No Flirty Animation

Apology Fix (Don’t Apologize if Your’re the Victim)

Angry Walk-style Only When VERY Angry

Less Intrusive Conversations

NPC’s Get Out of My Convo

Autonomous Parenthood Social Interactions

Autonomous Social Interactions

Reduced Idle Chatting

Know Your Coworkers / Classmates ⭐

More Away Actions

More Social Activities

Spend Weekend With

Teach Me the Rumbaism

now let’s talk about... realistic romance:

Chemistry System ⭐

Pillow Talk After Woohoo ⭐

No Shy First Kiss

No Woohoo Dance

Shower Woohoo Tweaks

No Romance for Family

Restricted Romance Interactions

Less Jealousy

Simda Dating App

Can I Come Over?

Date Night Event

Movie Night Event

Set Family Relationships ⭐

Set Extended Family Relationships ⭐

Bathroom Privacy Tweak

Bridal Shower Event

Bachelor(ette) Party Event

Auto Engagement / Wedding Ring ⭐

Vacation Weddings

Sit at Weddings

Better Wedding Presents ⭐

Honeymoon Event

Buy More Gifts from Phone

Ask for Romantic Massage

Realistic Divorce ⭐

Traumatic Divorce for Children

Improved Relationships

No Restaurant Bill When Invited ⭐

Faster Cooking at Restaurants ⭐

Better Food Quality at Restaurants

Finish Eating in Restaurants

Restaurant Guests Overhaul

Restaurant Sit Tweak

(can y’all tell that restaurants annoy me? lmao)

first comes love, then comes... pregnancy / toddler / kids / fur babies:

Ages Behavior Tweaks

Toddlers Spawn at Parks (with Parents)

More Children at Beaches

Pregnancy Overhaul

Rub Your Baby Bump (Small Pregnancy Overhaul)

Determine Baby’s Gender for All ⭐

Ultrasound Scans ⭐

Baby Shower Event

Amazing Birth (Rave About Your Delivery)

Advanced Birth Certificate ⭐

Sibling Care Tweaks

Make Less / Clean Less Mess

Auto Brush Teeth After Puking

Auto Put Activity Crafts into Inventory

Allow Toddlers to go to Services

No Call Out of High Chair

Toddler Power Nap

Better Toddler Milk

Better + Younger Nanny

Call a Babysitter ⭐

Call a Dog Walker

Shorter Dog Walks

Dog Walkers in Other Worlds

Scold All Pets

Sell Grown Up Pets

Pet Food Serving Overhaul

More Efficient Pet Brushing

Kids Can Walk Dogs

Kids Can Order Espresso

Kids Can Ride Bikes

Kids Have More Phone Interactions

Kids Can Cook

Kids Can Do Retail

Kids Can Garden

Kids Can Make Flower Arrangements

Kids Can Make Robots

Kids Can Workout

Kids Can Do Spa Activities

Kids Can Play Guitars

Kids Can Play Ping Pong

Birthday Anytime

Let Friends Age Up ⭐

No Auto Put Away Toys

No Auto Put Away Pet Toys

No Puddles Under Tubs (Toddler Bath)

Has to Pee Walk-style for Kids Only

Better Homework ⭐

Better Grade School ⭐

Better High School ⭐

Preschool for Toddlers ⭐

School Projects are Fun

More School Holidays

25 School Vacation Days

Prom Night Event ⭐

Sleepover Event

Pizza Party Event

Field Trip Event

Family Reunion Event

Pool Party Event

speaking of school... university:

Less Credits for Degree ⭐

University Costs More ⭐

University Holidays Fixed

Higher Scholarships ⭐

Rejection Letter

Harder Distinguished Degree Acceptance ⭐

Degree Required for Promotions

Faster Run to University Class

Teens Jump to University

Choose Your Helmet

Choose Your Roommates ⭐

Roommate Age-Checks

Roommate Significant Other Fix

Roommates No Random Outfit Changing

Roommates No Random Item Spawning in Dorms

Roommates No Spawning Meals

Roommates No Trash

Roommates Sleep All Night

Roommates Less Music

College Org Members Are Uni Students

Faster University Homework ⭐

Faster Tutoring Class

Copy Graduation Photos and Diploma

No Bad Microwave Buffs

No Ghosts on Campus

Sports Fixes

Game Day Event

Graduation Party Event

once you graduate... careers & aspirations:

Plan Career Outfit

Better Work Actions

Enlist in War ⭐

Live in Business

Faster Retail Actions

Faster Record / Edit Videos on Video Station⭐

Higher Acting Gig Payouts & Royalties ⭐

More Realistic Overmax Pay ⭐

Higher Payments for Paintings ⭐

Higher Royalties for Apps/Games ⭐

Higher Royalties for DJ Mixing ⭐

Higher Royalties for Lifestyle Brands ⭐

Higher Royalties for Song Lyrics ⭐

Higher Royalties for Music ⭐

Freelancer Edits are More Successful

Sketchpad No Fees

Campaign Rally Event

Visible Political Position

Watch Political Speeches at Podium

Retirement Party Event

The University Aspiration Pack ⭐

Accomplished Lady Aspiration

Family Aspiration

Grow Up Aspiration

Teacher’s Pet Aspiration

Knowledge Aspiration

Retirement Aspiration

Romance Aspiration

Famous Pastry Chef Aspiration

Twilight Years Aspiration

All-Rounder Aspiration

Programming Genius Aspiration

Travel and Culture Aspiration

Wellness Aspiration

9 to 5 Career Pack ⭐

Night Shift Career Pack ⭐

Part Time Career Pack ⭐

Fitness Career

Health and Beauty Career

Modeling Career

Journalism Career (Adult + Teen)

Trust Fund Career (Adult + Teen)

Welfare Recipient (Adult + Teen)

Saturday Jobs (Teens)

Oceanography Career (Teens)

Private Tutoring Career (Teens)

All Freelancer Careers (Teens)

Tutor (Odd Job)

Woohoo (Odd Job) - lmao

Art Show Event

hahaha... adulting sucks:

Basemental Alcohol ⭐

Happy Hour Event

SNB Realistic Bills ⭐

SNB Banking

Invest in Stocks

Lowered Thermostat Bills

Instant Thermostat ⭐

Auto Wrinkles for Adults

Life Decider

House Warming Party (No More Fruitcake)

Door Knock Notification ⭐

Island Events Notifications ⭐

No Strangers Knocking at Your Door

Quick Showers / Baths ⭐

Shower + Bladder Reliever (don’t judge me)

Power Nap ⭐

Sleep All Night

Smarter Robot Vacuum

Functional Tide Pods

Clean Your Bedsheets

Auto Put Away Clothes

Auto Start/Dry Clothes

Laundry on Community Lots Costs

No Idle Laundry Animations / Sparkles

Don’t Prep Food Where You Angry Poop ⭐

Don’t Wash Dishes Where You Angry Poop ⭐

Eco Dishwasher

Faster Cooking ⭐

No Auto Set the Table

Ask to Cook, Bake, Grill

BBQ Event

Custom Food + Recipe’s ⭐

Custom Drinks + Recipe’s ⭐

Grannie’s Old Cookbook + Recipe’s ⭐

Bake Cupcakes in Oven

Coolers are Cooling

Advanced Fishing ⭐

Fishing Trip Event

Fish for Crabs, Lobster, & Shrimp

More Seafood Servings

More Snacks in Fridge

More Food at the Bar

More Food in the Cafe

Flea Market Every Sunday

Get to Church

just in case you... get famous:

No Fame Decay ⭐

Celebrities Never Reject Fans

Celebrities are Quarantined in Del Sol Valley ⭐

Get Famous Award Overhaul

Less Celebrity Reactions

Famous Sims Gain Followers Automatically

More Follower’s Resolution for Everyone

Free Staff (Chef, Barista, Bartender, etc.) ⭐

Gardeners and Maids on Weekends

Red Carpet Event

whatever you are... just be happy and healthy:

Fitness Controls ⭐

Balanced Calories ⭐

Go for a Walk

Hiking Increases Herbalism Skill

Power Workouts

Athletic Outfit in Winter ⭐

Healthy Drinks

Improved Meditation Stool

Improved Spa Day Tablet

Improved Yoga Mat ⭐

Craftable Pottery

Less Elder Exhaustion

Less Sickness

Longer Basketball Games

More Fun Stuff

Online Gaming with Headsets

and I can’t forget these... more gameplay mods:

NPC Controller ⭐

Improved Autonomy

Simulation Lag Fix

Simulation Timeline Unclogger

Improved Autonomy During Loading Screens ⭐

No Empty Venues When Arriving ⭐

No Temperature Deaths ⭐

No Death from Murphy Bed

No React to Stranger’s Death

Realistic Death (Mortem) ⭐

Memorial Event

Freezing Sims Don’t Turn Blue ⭐

More Club / Holiday Icons

Make Hidden Holiday Traditions Selectable

Random Holiday Traditions

Wellness Traditions

More Holiday Icons

Less Rain More Sun

Less Snow More Sun

Summer Blow-Out Event

Christmas Eve Event

New Year’s Eve Bash Event

No Ugly Rain Outfits

More Umbrella Variations in World

Open Umbrella on Rainy Days Only

No More Broken Umbrellas

Destroy Leaf Piles ⭐

Dress Code Lot Trait

Gender and More Lot Trait

Preferences Lot Trait

Add Sims to Groups During Events

No Auto Club Gathering ⭐

Flower Arrangements Slower Decay

Take Photo Overhaul (Moschino Stuff) ⭐

Snorkel Everywhere

Don’t Turn NPC’s into Spellcasters

No Role Outfits for Sages

ROM Portal Only for Spellcasters

& you also need these... much-needed overrides:

More Sponge Colors

More Sippy Cup Colors

More Dog Leash Colors

White Ice Skates

Better Food Textures (All of Them) ⭐

Hidden Bassinet ⭐

iPhone X Phone Replacement

Playing Cards Replacement

Military Salute Overhaul

Small Saucer Light ⭐

Working Medicine Cabinet ⭐

Working Alarm Clocks ⭐

Realistic Fighting Animation

Oasis Springs + Island Living Palm Trees ⭐

special thank you to all of the wonderful mod creators! seriously, I could not play this game without you guys... (no, really.) There are way too many of you guys to name without missing someone... so if you reblog this, all I ask is that you please tag your favorite modders! (& maybe even add your favorite mods?)

#ts4 #sims 4 #the sims 4 #s4 #s4 mods #the sims 4 mods #sims 4 mods #simkhira #prettyxsimblr #s4cc #ts4cc #reblog to save a life #mods 2020 #ultimate mods list

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