#and again miles is the luckiest kid ever

[0-twentyone]

2023 | 2024

This has aged so beautifully 🩷

[apuckishwit]

“Don’t look yet but-“ for Steddie?

"Don't look yet, but..." Eddie trails off, his hand slipping from Steve's as he takes a few steps away, his boots crunching over gravel. Steve keeps his eye onediently closed, as he has since Eddie asked him to a few miles back.

He might not have been able to, once. Wouldn't have been able to just shake his head with a fond smile, leaning back against the seat and just relaxing while someone drove him to God knows where, for God knows what. Wouldn't have been able to just laugh when that someone pulled to a stop and told him to take their hand, wouldn't have been able to just follow, nothing more than a 'watch your step, sweetheart, ground's kinda rough' to clue him into his surroundings. He'd almost forgotten what it was like, not having to look constantly over his shoulder. Not having to be so terribly, terribly alert, always in all ways. Always bracing for the next blow, the next crisis, the next loss.

The Upside Down has been gone for years, sealed and closed and gone, and he's only just started to be able to let down his guard, let go of his readiness, let go of the man it made him into. The kids--not kids anymore, Erica is a senior this year, they've all grown up and moved on, but they'll always be his kids--have helped. Eddie has helped. He's as close to healed as he's ever going to get these days, as close to 'normal' as he's ever going to be, and he owes so much of it to his friends. To the man he can feel standing just in front of him.

As if sensing his thoughts, he feels Eddie's calloused fingertips just barely ghosting over his cheek, sliding down the long white scar that runs from his temple all the way down to tangle across his throat (he'd nearly died, but the demogorgon would have gutted Lucas if Steve hadn't shoved him out of the way...it was worth every ounce of pain, every permanent reminder left on his body). He smiles when Eddie thumb swipes over his lips, pressing against the bottom one just gently.

"You're so pretty," he says, reaching up now with both hands to cradle Steve's face. "I'm the luckiest bastard in this whole goddamn town."

He snorts, still keeping his eyes closed. "Shallowest too, apparently." The words are teasing, though, and he turns slightly to press a kiss into Eddie's palm. "Can I look, yet?"

Eddie's hands tighten briefly on his cheeks, and then his boyfriend backs away, gravel crunching under his boots again as he starts pacing. "Okay, so, despite what it's gonna look like, I need to preface this by saying I have absolutely no expectation and I don't want to pressure you. You can, uh, you can say no. I really, really want you to say yes, but nothing changes between us if you say no. Okay?"

"Eddie, Jesus Christ, are you proposing? Cause if I get engaged to my boyfriend before Robin gets engaged to her girlfriend she might actually kill me...like, we beat her to every other milestone and I've only known I was queer for, like, five years and she's been doing it her whole life and--"

"Okay, I know this is about your whole weird, one soul in two bodies thing you have going with Buckley, but what I'm HEARING is that you'd totally say yes if I was proposing. I'm not, by the way. Robin WOULD actually kill us."

"Well good. But for the record, I'd say yes."

"Even if it wouldn't be real?" Eddie asks softly, that quiet wondering note he gets in his voice sometimes when Steve does or says something that reminds him that Steve is just as in this thing between them as he is. Like he can't believe it, like he can't understand how he got so lucky, when really it's the other way around.

"It'd be real to us," Steve says, just as softly. "It'd be real to everyone that matters."

Eddie kisses him, then, fast and hard and overwhelming, and he almost opens his eyes, almost spoils whatever surprise his boyfriend has cooked up.

"Okay. So...okay," Eddie says when he pulls back again. "So, you remember when I went up to Indy to fill in for the guitarist in that band that Jeff's cousin is in?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, turns out there were a couple people in the industry at the show. One of them got my number from Jeff's cousin and, well, they want me to come to LA to work for their label."

Eddie's hands come up to cover his eyes as they pop open, just a flash of blue sky and the shadows of what look like several large vehicles before he's blinded again. He grips his boyfriend's wrists.

"Seriously?! Holy shit! Eds, that's everything you've ever dreamed of! Why didn't you tell me?"

"Cause I wanted to be sure they were legit. It's not a record deal or anything--I'd be working in their studio doing backup instruments, maybe some sound mixing. Basically, I'd be an in house guitarist. But they've got some decent names signed with them. There'd probably be opportunities to tour with some of the bands. It's...it's a foot in the door, basically. But it's a really good opportunity. The pay's not great to start, but...uh...I think it'd be doable. Especially if I had someone with me."

His hands slip from Steve's eyes and Steve is left blinking in the dazzling October sunlight.

They're standing on a used car lot, surrounded by RV's. Eddie has led him to stand right in front of one of the smallest--really just big enough for two, maybe three people. It's definitely an older model. Dirty and a little beat up. But the price written on the sign taped to the window is pretty reasonable and Steve knows Eddie wouldn't even look at it if it didn't have a good engine.

"Lady Applejack is graduating this year. They've all gone on to their own adventures...and I'll always make sure we have enough to hop on a flight immediately if any of them need us. But, uh, I think...I think it's time I went on an adventure too. And I really want you to come with me, Stevie. In fact--I don't think I can do this without you."

And there's really only one answer, isn't there?

"Bill," he says decisively, laughing when Eddie frowns in confusion. He gestures toward the RV. "We have to call it Bill...like the pony?"

The confusion clears, and he's suddenly got an armful of Eddie. "You know how I get when you talk nerdy to me!"

[kvrinas1]

@xicojvn​

Hi, my love. 

Since you wrote to me, you inspired me to write back. Kind of sad most people don’t do this anymore, huh? I feel like there’s so much romance in some handwritten letters being exchanged. We should do this more often whenever we’re away from each other, shouldn’t we? Aside from it being insanely romantic, it also gives us something to look forward to until we get to be back with one another. Anyways -- I miss you. That’s a given. But I really, really, really miss you. I miss waking up to your handsome face, and your arms wrapped around me, then your lips against my forehead and your voice softly filling our room. I can’t wait until you’re back and I get to have all that again and I get to be with you again. I’m extremely proud of you though! I always am as your biggest fan, so you better never forget that or we’re tussling, mister~ You’re killing it, baby, and like I’ve said numerous times, I genuinely couldn’t be prouder of you and the guys and can’t wait to see everything you’ve got in store~

I want to gush about you for a second, so..you better let me! Though..you can’t really stop me since you’re a few thousand miles away! You really are the best guy I’ve ever met before. I’m truly the luckiest girl alive to be able to be with someone so..amazing like you, Xiao Dejun. I dunno what I did in a past life to deserve you, but I’m pretty damn thankful I did it. Like..out of all the people on the planet that you could be with, you chose me? And we get to spend the rest of our lives together? The thought alone makes me so insanely giddy. I can’t wait to be your wife..to be Mrs. Xiao~ It already sounds like it was made for me, does that make sense? Probably not. You know how I get when I’m all giddy and emotional! I don’t ever make sense! But you know what I mean..or at least I think you do. Anyways..I also can’t wait to have little ones of our own running around one day in the distant future, because you’re gonna be the best daddy to our kids. But that can wait for now! I want you all to myself for just a little while longer~

To formally answer the things in your letter, I wanna really start planning our wedding and finding our venue, or at least where we wanna get married. I was kind of thinking..maybe we could get married in China? We don’t have to though! I was just thinking about how special it’d be for us and for you. Also, I was thinking for our vacation, maybe we could go to Seychelles? It seems like such a secluded little place where it could be just us for a little while, away from the rest of the world. Lastly..like I said before, I wanna start looking for a proper home for us. One with a big lawn and maybe a pool~ Or at least a hot tub!

I sent some Anyways..I’m rambling huh? I’m sending some things along with this letter to help you feel a little closer to me, which includes the Tiffany bear you got me when you asked me to be your girlfriend, one of my large oversized sweatshirts that’ll fit you just right, my favorite chocolates (which you also love~), and one of my favorite bracelets. 

I love you, Xiao Dejun. Forever and always, Little Dragon.

[navegandoaciegas]

idk if your doing requests or what but maybe librarian!bucky with kids or something. idk just found out i’m pregnant and need somethinv good

i am taking requests! the librarian!bucky oneshot is coming out tomorrow, but now i’m posting this quick hc for you :) i wish you good health and all the happiness in the world. ☀️

Warnings: pregnancy, smut, explicit language, soft!librarian!bucky, fluff, oral sex in a library, very slight breeding/lactation kink.

librarian bucky is the biggest softie in the world who’s spent all his life reading and daydreaming about the things he wishes for the most...

...until you accidentally barge into his bookstore and all he’s only ever dreamt of with his nose between the pages becomes a reality

when you announce that you’re pregnant, he’s shocked at first, and then he cries and tells you between sobs that you’ve made him the happiest man in the whole universe

talks to your bump everyday and gives you back rubs

he’s always hunched over books anyways, so he might as well do lots of research on pregnancy and childcare

constantly reminds you he’s the luckiest man alive because of you

“buck” you whine, waddling into bucky’s bookstore at closing time, locking the front door behind you, a frown etched on your face, “‘m tired and heavy, and it’s all your fault”

he finds the pout on your lips adorable. “lemme help you princess, i’ll make you feel so much better”

and he does. he carefully lifts you up and sets you on one of the desks, his hands slowly caressing your thighs. the loving look in his eyes is enough to make you melt

he peppers your cheeks, forehead, nose with sweet kisses, and you giggle when his stubble tickles you

he grazes your lips with his until you both part your mouth, your tongues exploring eachothers’. you committ his taste, his smell, his warmth to you mind as you tangle your hands in his hair, and the kiss slowly loses innocence

you’re horny all the time because of your hormones, he’s even hornier because he gets to see you all swollen with his child. nothing’s ever made him prouder. or more aroused.

“please baby, i need you to do something” you beg, your head swimming in a daze as slick quickly gathers in your underwear and you feel your core tingle with warmth

“anything for you” and you know he means it

he gets on his knees between your parted legs and bunches your flowy dress at your waist. slowly hikes up from your knees to your core, dragging your panties to the side and admiring the sight of your drenched pussy

“all this for me?” his fingers tease your entrance and smear your arousal around. he doesn’t need to ask, but he’s a cocky little shit so he does anyways

he delves in your swollen folds, humming appreciatively at your tangy taste, swirling his tongue and nose around your sentitive clit as your slick covers his beard

you’re writhing above him, grinding your hips to fuck yourself on his face while your sweet moans and whimpers bounce off the walls. “please, please more, i need it so bad bucky, please”

he complies, doubling his efforts as he dips two thick fingers in your channel, pleased when he finds you hot and open, all for him

he crooks his fingers inside you and jerks his hand, and you feel the coil in your core getting tighter

he keeps pumping in and out of you as he latches his mouth on your clit and sucks hard, pushing you over the edge. the intensity of your orgasm has every nerve ending on your body on fire, and you gush on his face, covering him in your release

“feeling better now?” he asks, very satisfied with his results as he licks your cum off his hands and face

“never felt better”

bucky has made it his life mission to pamper you

he will rub moisturizers and oils all over your belly, butt and thighs to prevent stretchmarks

does prenatal yoga with you

he makes love to you everyday, worshipping your body like you’re a goddess, reassuring you that he thinks you’re the sexiest woman on earth when you’re sulking because your feet are swollen and your belly is so big you can’t even see your legs

he’s obsessed with the way your breasts have tripled in size and he constantly massages them to relieve your pain

“they feel so heavy and tense” you complain, tears pooling in your eyes, “do something”

he accidentally finds out he has the biggest lactation kink trying to help you

lives to serve and suckle on your nipples

sometimes you cry because you think you won’t be a good mother, and he does his best to assure you that you’ll both do just fine

will always remember the moment he got to hold your child for the first, laying his small body on his bare chest, as the best in his life

sobs harder than the baby themselves because he’s just that happy

can we also take a moment to appreciate dad!librarian!bucky?

he’ll read countless books to your baby before they fall asleep, going the extra mile to make sounds effects and switch voices for each character

having read so much he’d be the best storyteller in the world. always tells a story before bed, or else the kid refuses to fall asleep

when they’re old enough, he brings them to the bookstore with him, hoping to pass his passion along

“sweetheart, can we have another one please??”

he can’t wait to see you all swollen with his child again

I’m so soft rn 🥺 please leave some feedback!

Masterlist

[skellebonez]

I saw you wanted to write more Rabbit Tang, so how about prompts 61 and 70 with some freenoodles?

Rabbit Tang is just way too good! I suppose you can consider this a follow up to the last fill. Also, of course, the original Bunny Tang artwork is from @winterpower98 !

That is not a good hiding spot./Was this supposed to be a romantic gesture?

"Tang, what in the world are you doing?" Pigsy laughed out as he jumped out of his food truck. The bunny demon was almost completely concealed behind a tall tree, position only given away by his large ears partly lifting up in apparent excitement. "That is not a good hiding spot, at least not if you don't hold your ears back."

"Oh, drat!" Tang laughed out himself, not in the least sounding displeased by being discovered as he came round the tree. "Foiled by my own ears."

Pigsy couldn't help the smile on his face, standing where he was as Tang rushed over to him and stopped only to do a little held back hop in place. He was certainly happy that Pigsy had showed up, that much was obvious. Now the chef was more curious and excited to see exactly why he'd been called out here.

"Alright, Honey Bun," Pigsy starting, smirking a bit when he heard the clicking of Tang's teeth. Demons didn't do everything their normal non-demon animal counerparts did... but when Tang did do what normal rabbits did it was a dead give away to how he was feeling and Pigsy coudn't help but find it tooth rottingly sweet. "What's on the docket? Do we need anything beside what you had me bring?"

"Nope, just you and the cooler," Tang answered with a wide smile, gesturing for the other to follow him. "It's this way!"

There was an inkling of what Tang was doing leading the other man into the woods surrounding the city. After all, he'd had him bring a cooler of dessert sweets, cold drinks, and half the ingredients for sandwiches. It didn't take Pigsy long to figure out after the request was made that the other wanted to have lunch.

Though he wondered, after they had made their way through the trees for a good few minutes, exactly where they were headed. he expected them to meet up with Xiaotian or Xiaojiao or even Sandy by now...

And the the two of them came face to face with the lower half of a sheer cliff.

"You trust me, yeah?" Tang asked suddenly with no prompting, smile becoming a face of trying to hold in laughter at his partner's face.

"Yeeeees?" Pigsy started off slowly, letting out a yelp of surprise as tang suddenly picked him up "bridal style" in his arms, letting out an "oof" as the cooler landed on his stomach. "What a-"

"You may want to hold on," Tang said seriously, waiting for Pigsy to put one arm around his neck before suddenly dropping low to the ground. And Pigsy realized exactly what he was doing.

"Oh, you are not seriously going to juUUUMP!?"

It was pretty easy to look at Tang and forget that he was strong. That his legs could probably take out a wall if he was really attempting to get through it.

Apparently his legs could also provide a 10 foot tall or higher vertical leap while still holding another (loudly screaming) person and a cooler of food.

They landed safely at the top of the cliffside, Pigsy handing onto Tang's scarf like his life depended on it.

"That... was probably the scariest and coolest thing that has ever happened to me without warning," he breathed out after a moment, earning a happy laugh and Tang's chin rubbing against his head happily.

"Well, hopefully the scare was worth the trip up here," Tang said as he took the cooler in on hand and helped Pigsy to stand on his feet. "What do you think?" Tang moved in front of Pigsy and waved his now free arm and Pigsy finally took a look around them.

The sight before them was... beautiful. Pigsy didn't know how Tang had found this spot, but the top of the cliff was a clearing witha few sparse trees and patches of flowers, a blanket and some covered dishes lid out next to on of the trees. He could see for miles over the forest below them, mountains to one side and a beautiful river to the other.

None of that came close to the smiling rabbit demon before him, lit from behind in the sunlight.

"I think I love you," Pigsy said without even taking a chance to think about it, and when he realized what he said he laughed. "Was this supposed to be a romantic gesture? I'm... kinda-"

"Yeah, but it was also a surprise," Tang said, hopping again with a little twist toward the picnic spot he had set up for them. Just the two of them. A date.

Damn. Pigsy was the luckiest man alive.

He held this assessment as the two of them sat together, making food and sharing kisses and telling stories of work and nothing at all. After a while they just said there... or rather, Pigsy sat there, Tang laid stretched out on his stomach with his head laid on one of Pigsy's legs as they just relaxed.

It wasn't often they any of them could find the time to wind down like this, given everything with Pigsy's Noodles and Tang's jobs and Monkie Kid Business, not anything more than an hour together at the end of the day. They bickered and teased and and pushed each other's buttons, all in good mannered fun and never taken poorly now. But just being able to fully relax and not have the stress of everything else making them tense up...

The fact Tang took the time to plan this out meant more to the chef than he thought he would ever be able to show him.

[lombax-lombardi]

The Wonders of Spring~

Summary: In which a wife to a husband asks him, why he calls her Peaches.

Genre: Fluff.

Pairing: Madilyn/Sun Wukong

A/N: Me??? Writing??? More likely then you think.

Flower Fruit Mountain was a magical place. Trees and waterfalls around for miles, a place of quaint quiet.

It’s beautiful.

Yet what could compare when the sun hits the side of the mountain, the water beneath sparkling under its rays and the way the sun hits her face, accents the brown sparkling flecks in her eyes.

They motioned over to where she could see the young protegee and the master training together, the young dark haired man had sweat dripping from his forehead while the master seems to have barely lifted his fingers.

“Alright bud, I think that’s enough outta you today” He said with a small ruffle to the young mans hair.

“O-Oh come I-I can keep going!” He protested, earning a small chuckle from his mentor. “Yeah and then you’ll pass out kid.” With a grumble, MK shrugged off his hand with a small grin.

“Yeah I’d better get going or I’ll be late for work...again.” MK said with a playful eyeroll, he raised his arm behind him, giving the pair a wave as they watched the familiar mop of black hair fade from view.

The setting sun slowly ever so slowly began it’s descent down the horizon, golden eyes watched as the suns rays kept highlighting her features.

Her smile, the curl of her lashes, her dark brown hair and the small dark purple feathery scales upon her pointed ears. He felt colour rise in his cheeks, slowly turning his head away when she turned her head to stare at him.

She smiled.

Oh she was lovely. Oh she was beautiful. He was the luckiest man in the world to be blessed with a woman like her. 

“Wukong you’re staring” She spoke up, earning a slight cough from the Monkey King himself, having been caught.

“O-Oh so what if I am, Peaches? You’re nice to look at~” Nice recovery there Wukong, he thought to himself. He was rewarded with his words with a bright pink blush upon her cheeks.

“Hmph. Silly monkey man” she grumbled, dusting down her dress when she could feel his eyes upon her once more. They were beautiful, those eyes.

Beautiful gold.

Beautiful gold hidden by long delicate lashes. Oh she was feeling the same way she did many centuries ago, a young fallen divine being singing to a lost soul under a mountain.

How time has changed.

Clearing her throat she began “Wukong. I have a question for you.”

“Yes dear, what can I do for you?~~” he said, laying down on his somersault cloud the tip of his tail curling around itself while one golden eye watches her.

“Peaches....why call me that?” Madilyn tilted her head when she asked, caused his expression to change.

Cause his eyes to glow warm. She’s never seen such a colour.

“Oh that well, that’s a...well a bit hard to explain. It’d be a very very long story a-and I doubt you’ve got time for that Peaches” he nervously waved her question off, earning a pout from his beloved wife.

“I’ve been married to you for centuries Wukong, you can tell me!”

His expression changed to one of pondering, finger tapping against his chin, she held her breath.

Perhaps she’d get an answer?

“Naaaaah. I think I’ll keep it secret for now~”

“Urrrrrgggg! There’s no living with you!” she angrily spoke aloud, earning a small chuckle from her spouse. “Admit it, you’d miss me too much~”

She huffed loudly at him, deciding to wonder down to the river to bathe for the evening, leaving the Monkey King on his cloud to ponder the now brilliant night sky.

How many stars can he see? How far up to Heaven can he see?

How many times has he counted them waiting for her to find him. How he missed her....how he missed everything about her.

Now she was here again, back with him like it was centuries ago. That night he could hear the sound of her heartbeat against his ears, her slow breathing to confirm she was still alive, the tightening of his tail around her arm to FEEL that she was still there.

She was here. She wasn’t going anywhere.

Maybe keeping the Peaches pet name a secret wont do her harm for now, it’s a silly reason obviously. Very silly.

The cold winter air flew by leaving the remnants of snow to slowly melt.

Spring will be here soon.

And he will wake up and she will still be here.

And that’s good enough.

[puckyess]

Lady | Shay Donovan

In light of recent events, here’s a real soft Shay. This is based on the song Lady // Brett Young. & To the lovely anons submitting requests, I will get to them eventually I promise!

*** FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED ***

Words: 1.8k

“I can see your favorite building :)” your screen read. 

The phrase puts a smile on your face and makes your stomach flip, no matter how many times you receive it. Despite him still being miles away from you, you knew exactly what his view was. 

As always, in case you missed his clue, a picture accompanies the text. There it was, the iconic Capitol building lit up like a beacon, surrounded by the city lights that reflected off of the Monona waters. 

Shay was coming home. 

You shuffle in your blanket, shifting your eyes to the window of your apartment that overlooked your favorite building, the one where so many memories had been made. You let your hand come to rest on your now present baby bump and count down the seconds until Shay arrives. 

-

As soon as you hear the lock turn, you’re on your feet. The door swings open and not two seconds later you’re wrapped up in Shay’s arms. 

“There’s my girl” he mumbles into your hair as he rocks the both of you from side to side. 

“Missed you so much” you sigh into his chest. 

Even though he had only been gone a short time for their two games at Michigan State, the pregnancy had made you a little more needy and you wanted nothing more than for Shay to be at your side 24/7. 

“I missed you too, baby. More than you know.” 

You hate the way his voice sounds so strained and tired. You know how much he loves playing hockey, how much he loves being with his brother and the boys, but you also know how much it kills him to have to be away from you during this time. 

“How’s my other baby doing?” He asks with a smile, his hands finding your hips. He holds you out in front of him and crouches down as if he’s getting a better look at the tiny human-to-be. 

You absolutely love how he lights up at the mere mention of the baby. His tone gets softer, already having reserved a special voice for his little girl. 

“I hope you were feeding her more than chips and ice cream while I was gone” he teases you. He tries to pull you in again to kiss your belly, but you bat him away and wiggle out of his grasp. 

“Hey! We love our chips and ice cream, thank you very much” you tell him with your hands on your hips. “Don’t we, sweetie? I’m sorry daddy doesn’t let us have any fun” you coo, looking down at your stomach. 

Shay rolls his eyes with a grin. He’d missed the playfulness that always came with being around you and you’d gotten even more silly since you’d started carrying his child. He swears you’re being influenced by the baby and jokes that that’s how he knew it was his kid, it was already funny, just like him. He knew he was going to be in trouble when he not only had you, but a mini-you running circles around him too. 

“Excuse me, but if I remember correctly, I am the one that keeps the both of you fed on a regular basis so I’d watch the ‘tude there little missies” he teases you back. 

You grin and walk towards him, already ready to be back in his arms again. It was really quite embarrassing how clingy you were, and you really couldn’t even blame it on the pregnancy. It was Shay. You’d always been drawn to him like a magnet, so really it was his fault. 

“This is true, and you really do make delicious food. But we can’t talk about this anymore or you’re going to end up driving all over town to get us exactly what we want to eat and I’d much rather curl up in bed with you right now”. 

He rubs your back and with your head on his chest you can hear his chuckle. “I’d much rather be in bed with you too” and with that he sweeps you off your feet, scooping you up bridal style. He earns a loud giggle from you and his heart skips a beat. It was his favorite sound in the whole world. 

Always the romantic, he tosses you on your side of the bed with a smirk on his face. But then he pulls the covers up for you and makes sure you’re comfortable, tucking you in. He gives you a sweet kiss before he hurries to the bathroom to get ready for bed. 

Even though you know he’s coming back to you, the bed feels empty without him. 

“I can see that pout on your lips from here” he calls from the bathroom. 

You let out a laugh, shaking your head. He knew you all too well. “Then hurry up and come do something about it” you call back to him. 

Just as soon as the words are out of your mouth, the bathroom light turns off and there’s a 6’3 man sprinting through your bedroom and hurling himself onto the bed. 

You’re shrieking with laughter as he invades your space, planting a wet kiss on your cheek. “How was that?” He asks, laughing with that smug look on his face.

You wipe the slobber off your face, still laughing. “Ew, Shay! Get away from me!” 

“I just can’t please you tonight, woman. First it’s ‘come here, Shay’ and then it’s ‘get away from me, Shay’ well which is it, lady?” He mimics you. 

You can’t help but roll your eyes at his dramatics, pulling him closer anyway. “You’re such a pain in the ass, you know that?” 

“But I’m your pain in the ass” he says with a kiss to your forehead. 

You snuggle in close to him. “Always”, you happily sigh. 

He smiles lazily at your response. Now that you both had calmed down, his tiredness was setting in. It had been a few nights since he’d had a good night’s rest. “I’m happy to be home. I always sleep better with you.” 

You turn over at his admission and search his eyes. There’s nothing but love and light there and you think to yourself for the millionth time since meeting him you don’t know how you got so lucky. 

“I sleep better with you too. We both do” you say with an easy smile. 

As if on cue, his hand finds your little baby bump. “I love you so much, Y/N” 

“I love you, Shay”. He can hear the sleepiness in your voice. 

“Sweet dreams, princess” he says with a final kiss to your forehead and those are the last words you hear him say before you drift off to sleep. 

 -

You don’t know how much later it is that you hear Shay’s voice in the middle of the night. He was scooted down the bed so that his face was even with your stomach. He was laying on his side, his arm under his head and his other hand rubbing soft circles across your belly. He was using that same soft voice as earlier and you knew he was talking to the baby. 

“Hi, little lady. It’s daddy again. I hope you weren’t too hard on your mama while I was gone”. He’s silent for a few seconds, like he’s listening to her response. 

“I remember when I first heard your little heartbeat, it had only been eight weeks. I felt so many things before then, but mostly I was excited. Then I heard your heartbeat and standing there, staring at that screen... That was the first time you ever scared me. Everything was so real then, I was going to be a dad. I am going to be a dad”.

“God knows I don’t know exactly what I’m doing”, he says with a little chuckle, “but good news is we’ve got her to get us through it”. 

You try your hardest to not let him know you’re awake because you don’t want to interrupt his time with the baby, but the tears threatening to spill out at his words are making it difficult. 

Shay lets out a wistful sigh and continues talking to the baby. “I hope you look just like your mama and love her like I do. She’s got the biggest, most beautiful heart I know and a face to match it too. It’s funny that she doesn’t think she’s very patient because she’s put up with all that daddy’s thrown at her. I think you’ll see close to perfect patience if you watch her every move.” He goes silent again, trying to think of the right words to say next. 

“I can’t wait to meet you, sweet girl. I can make you laugh until you cry, just like your mama” and then his tone gets serious, “But your mama, she’s the one that’ll make your tears dry. She always knows the right words to say, and when there are no right words, she’ll hold you until everything feels right. She’ll hear you, and help you through. She’ll fix you, and daddy too. She’s our angel, little lady.” 

“You can always run to daddy, okay? No matter what it is. You’ll always be my baby. But look at mama, baby girl and you’ll learn how to be a lady. She’s everything.”

You wipe away the few tears you had shed and let your hand fall into Shay’s curls. He looks up at you with a soft smile. “I was just talking to little lady, here”. 

You loved his nickname for the baby, one he had chosen ever since you had found out you were having a little girl. 

“I know”, you smiled at him through the darkness. 

He crawls back up the bed and takes his place beside you. His hand reaches up and brushes away the hair from your face. 

“You’re going to be such a great dad, Shay” you whisper to him. 

His eyes twinkle and the smile on his face is something you can't describe. You half expect a smart remark, something like “of course I am”, but he responds instead with, “And you are going to be the best mom, Y/N. I already know it”.

It seems like there’s both so much to say, but also nothing left to say so you close the small distance between the two of you with a kiss. It’s full of all the questions and answers you don't know how to say. It’s a promise to each other and so full of love that you know your little lady is the luckiest girl in the world.

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a thousand miles away (from the day that we started) (WIP)

Five years after his break up with Louis and ten since they've left school, Harry finds himself hosting a reunion at his family bungalow, having to face his ex again and the feelings he had left behind.

Or, a time capsule au

A Twist Of Fate (59k)

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“What the fuck are you doing, Tomlinson?” Louis spoke to himself, closing his eyes at the sensation of the cold breeze. “You can’t let yourself fall for him, you just can’t. You don’t even know him. You aren’t even friends with him, fuck,” he shook his head, now looking up at the sky, trying to make out the moon amid the heavy clouds. “You can’t, otherwise you’ll never leave this place.”

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Sometimes, moving away is the best thing one can do. For Harry, though, it means longing for someone he promised his love to.

Part 1 of The leaves are ready to begin falling again, as I am for you drabbles series

The wind keeps blowing somewhere everyday (100)

Autumn Drabble Prompt #17: Brown

It also means missing the little things about your life, one that reminds you of what you left behind.

Part 2 of The leaves are ready to begin falling again, as I am for you drabbles series

I’m going home soon and I wanna stay (100)

Autumn Drabble Prompt #57: Homecoming

And if after a year nothing has changed, all Harry can do is go back home and have everything he needs in his arms again.

Part 3 of The leaves are ready to begin falling again, as I am for you drabbles series

Two lovely berries moulded on one stem (100)

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Part 1 of the Joy and fresh days of love accompany your hearts drabbles series

Now I am fled, my soul is in the sky (100)

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Part 2 of the Joy and fresh days of love accompany your hearts drabbles series.

The course of true love never did run smooth (100)

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Part 3 of the Joy and fresh days of love accompany your hearts drabbles series.

Accidentally (100)

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Part 1 of the Belting out sunlight, shimmering love drabbles series.

Running down into the spring (100)

Spring Drabble Prompt: Airy

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Part 2 of the Belting out sunlight, shimmering love drabbles series.

There’s no escaping your love (100)

Spring Drabble Prompt: Spring Fling

And maybe there’s no harm in thinking that he’s ready for an unexpected spring fling with the cute flower guy.

Part 3 of the Belting out sunlight, shimmering love drabbles series.

Walking in the wind (100)

Winter Drabble Prompt: Wind

Walking around a small village on a cold windy day wasn't one of Louis' favorite things to do, even if it was for the sake and warmth of their winter Holiday.

Part 1 of the Hurt/Comfort: A winter's tail (the fall and rise of Louis Tomlinson) drabbles series.

You got me slippin’, stumblin’ (100)

Winter Drabble Prompt: Slippery

Even more if it included Louis falling on his arse, and getting Harry laughing and singing Clumsy by Fergie all the way back to their cabin at his expenses.

Part 2 of the Hurt/Comfort: A winter's tail (the fall and rise of Louis Tomlinson) drabbles series.

Come on baby, light my fire (100)

Winter Drabble Prompt: Firewood

But in the end, it didn’t matter if Louis had lost his beanie, fallen on the pavement or had been made fun of. He’s got all he needed: his fire and Harry to warm him up.

Part 3 of the Hurt/Comfort: A winter's tail (the fall and rise of Louis Tomlinson) drabbles series.

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Muddle Through Somehow

Word Count: 1,643 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Angst, Fluff, 2020 (even though I don’t say it specifically...you’ll see) Beta’d by: @princessmisery666 - I’d be lost without you. xoxo

A/N: Written For @arrowsandmixtapes for my Merry Manda’s Christmas “Drabbles”. I was so excited when I saw your request, Kansas. This is my favorite Christmas song and it couldn’t be more fitting for this year. I specifically reference the OG version by Judy Garland with the original lyrics, but if ya’ll haven’t seen the video of Adam Lambert singing this song, you need to. It made my ugly cry. But like...in a good way? (video is here) Hope you enjoy this lovely!

Muddle Through Somehow

It wasn’t necessarily the soft sound of footsteps approaching that startled y/n. It was the fact that said footsteps came from a person who usually made no sound at all. If she could hear him walking, it was because he was letting her.

Somehow that made the whole situation worse, which made y/n cry. Again. 

Y/n buried her face in her hands, shielding herself from view and trying to muffle the sound of her tears. It didn’t work. Instead, the sound of feet grew closer more quickly. A heavy, metallic hand landed on her shoulder, tugging her shoulder until she was facing him.

“Y/n?” Bucky’s voice sounded strained and rough - tired even. “What’s the matter doll?”

On a good night, Bucky got very little uninterrupted sleep. Judging by the creases in his right cheek, the squint of his eyes and the mussed hair on one side, tonight had been somewhat of a “good night.” Until she woke him up and robbed him of what little rest he had been enjoying. Y/n sobbed harder.

Bucky’s arms, one warm flesh and the other cool metal, wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her against him. The gentle vibrations of his soothing words tickled her cheek where it lay on his chest. Bucky’s fingers skimmed the length of her back as she held onto him like a life raft.

Eventually the tears dried, leaving y/n red-nosed and sniffing against Bucky, whose firm, reassuring grip on her never wavered.

“I’m sorry, Buck. I didn’t mean to wake you.” Her voice was hoarse and sounded painful as she mumbled the words into the cotton of his now tear-stained t-shirt.

Bucky pulled back then; only enough to look into her face while his hands found her waist.

“Sweetheart, you have nothing to apologize for.”

His stormy blue eyes searched hers as though he was trying to etch the sincerity of his words into her corneas. Even in the dim light, y/n could see the furrow of his brow and the concerned pinch of his lips as he regarded her. 

Before she could argue or respond, Bucky was guiding her into the kitchen. Pulling out one of the stools at the counter, he motioned for her to sit while he set about making them each a cup of tea. The silence that stretched on was comfortable despite the occasional punctuating sniffle. 

Turning, Bucky produced two steaming mugs and handed y/n the one with Snoopy dressed as Santa on the front. His own mug featured Woodstock donning an exceptionally long stocking cap. He took a sip and leaned across the counter, elbows resting against the cool granite surface.

“Now, you wanna tell me what’s the matter?” One corner of Bucky’s mouth twitched upward as he readjusted his grip on the mug. 

Y/n tapped her nails against the side of her mug, eyes trained on the steaming cup, as if she were concentrating on the tinkling tune against the ceramic. She screwed her mouth up to one side, trying to find the words to explain. 

The soft clink of ceramic on granite stirred her from her thoughts as Bucky placed a finger under her chin and nudged her gaze up toward him.

“Come on sweetheart. You can always talk to me.” 

His voice held a nearly undetectable tone of uncertainty; worry even. 

“I know. It’s not that. It’s just…” she sighed again, leaning into his touch as his hand slid to cup her cheek. “I’m just...sad. I feel like everything is upside down.”

Bucky frowned, his hand dropping from her face and she instantly felt a chill at the loss of his touch. Rounding the small counter between them, Bucky turned the stool she sat on to face him and held both of her hands in his.

“Have I…” Bucky inhaled sharply. “Did I do something?”

Y/n sighed, silently berating herself for making him think he’d done anything wrong. She squeezed his hands.

“No, baby. Not at all. You’re wonderful.” Y/n sniffed and pressed her forehead against his. “It’s just this damn year. It seems like everything that could go wrong has. I mean Christmas is what...a week away? We have the tree decorated, the stockings hung...everything looks so normal from the outside. But it’s not. It’s like all the things that bring me so much joy every year are just making me so infinitely sad.”

Y/n’s voice cracked on the last syllable and Bucky wrapped his arms around her again.

“I think it’s just really finally hit me that I’m not getting to spend Christmas with my family. And I get it; it’s safest to stay away, but it’s breaking my heart.”

“I know, doll.” He pressed a sweet kiss into her hair. “I know and I’m so sorry.”

Y/n pulled back and offered him a watery smile. “If I didn’t have you, Buck, I don’t know what I would do.”

Bucky pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear and tilted her head up slightly. He returned her smile for just a second before kissing her gently. “I feel the same way, sweetheart. I’m the luckiest man alive. C’mere.”

Grabbing her hand, Bucky pulled y/n out of the kitchen and into the living room. Stooping down, he plugged in the tree and all at once the room shimmered with the warm lights meticulously wrapped around every branch. Y/n’s breath caught in her throat at the sight; just like it did every time. There must be some form of sorcery that went into Christmas lights that made them constantly emanate peace and joy no matter how sour her mood; y/n was sure of it.

Bucky then moved to the record player and dropped the needle, the faint scratch echoing softly as he returned to stand before her. 

“Dance with me?” Bucky held out his hand, eyebrow arched and a warm smile stretching across his face.

There was no hesitation as y/n moved easily into his arms and tucked her face into the crook of his neck. She breathed deeply, inhaling his warm scent just as Judy Garland began singing.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light Next year all our troubles will be out of sight

Tears burned at the back of y/n’s eyes and she clutched onto Bucky tightly as he led her in a slow circle.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make the yuletide gay Next year all our troubles will be miles away

“This is my favorite Christmas song,” y/n sniffed. Bucky hummed above her in agreement.

“Reminds me of being a kid,” Bucky chuckled.

Y/n looked up and found a dreamy, bittersweet look cross his face. 

“I thought this movie came out after the war?” 

There was a time when Y/n avoided asking questions about the war and Bucky’s life before HYDRA. She hated seeing the pain in his eyes at the memories such things brought back. But over their years of being together, they’d both realized that avoidance only made the inevitable remembering hurt more. It was important for Bucky to retain those memories, even when they were painful.

“Yeah I think it did, but I may or may not have had a little crush on Judy Garland back in my day.”

Y/n scoffed, her eyes twinkling in the soft glow of the Christmas lights. “Really?”

Bucky grinned. “Yes, really. The Wizard of Oz was one of the first movies I ever saw. Dorothy from Kansas? She was a real looker. Those big doe eyes,” he whistled lowly and chuckled. Sobering quickly though, he leaned in, lips against her ear, and whispered. “But trust me, she ain’t got nothin’ on you, doll.”

Y/n shivered as he kissed her temple and pulled her in close again, continuing to lead her in a slow, graceful sway.

Someday soon we all will be together If the fates allow Until then we'll have to muddle through somehow So have yourself a merry little Christmas, now

As the song changed, the pair remained wrapped in each other’s arms, not caring if their steps matched the beat of the music. Between Bucky’s embrace, the warm glow of the lights and the soothing crackle of the record player, y/n began to feel the wealth of sadness that had been building inside her ebb away. 

Eventually the music faded completely, only the occasional scratch and groan from the record filling the air. Everything felt still and lovely and for the first time in a while, y/n felt whole.

Maybe this year has been nothing but trash heaped upon trash and the holidays wouldn’t be what they once were. But she had Bucky and the hope that someday soon things would go back to the way they were. And right now, that was all she needed.

“Bucky?”

“Hm?”

“Thank you. For everything. You said before you were the luckiest man alive and I don’t know about that. But I know for a fact that I’m the luckiest woman in the world. If I’m gonna have to muddle through somehow, I’m glad I get to muddle through it with you.”

Bucky smiled as he leaned down to capture y/n’s lips in a slow, sweet kiss. 

“I wouldn’t have it any other way, sweetheart. I love you.”

“I love you too, Buck.”

Their lips met again for a brief moment before a yawn overtook Bucky, forcing them apart. He grimmaced, sheepishly.

“Come on, old man. Let’s get you back to bed.” Y/n grinned and pecked Bucky’s lips once more before dragging him back toward their bedroom. 

“Old man, huh?” Bucky smacked her on the ass, making y/n jump and giggle. “I’ll get you for that, my pretty. And your little dog, too.”

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Thoughts - Part 2 // Matthew Gray Gubler x Reader

If you haven't read part one, I heavily suggest you do it you might be confused! (Since I don't have a computer and can't link it, if you look up soulmate in my search tab, it shows up :))

Summary - Reader finds her soulmate and it's none other than Matthew Gray Gubler. They look through their past and dig up things about their first soulmate thoughts.

Word Count - 1.4k

I'm leaving this part in Readers POV this time :)

PS I gave you a random birthday to make things easier.

After enthusiastically watching a good chunk of filming on set, it was time for everything to shut down and my class to leave.

"Excuse me! Professor!" I heard a voice shout to my Cinematography Professor. He whipped around and looked to Matthew.

"Would you mind if I stole one of your students? I can take her home, unless she needs to go back to the school on the bus." My face felt hot as Mr. Loughty furrowed his eyebrows at him, clearly suspicious of his actions.

"I feel that would be inappropriate." I watched as a wave of realization washed over Matthew's face, he shook his hands at him.

"No no! I just, we just." He looked to me slightly for help.

"We just found out we were soulmates." I scratched the side of my neck, looking at Loughty. His eyes widened and he smiled.

A rare occurence for him.

"Well aren't you just the luckiest gal!" He patted my back, causing me to stumble forward a bit. "Sorry for overreacting, go ahead. I'll sign you off the bus." He waved and shooed away the rest of the students, who were now gawking at me after overhearing who my soulmate was. I couldn't blame them.

I mean *look* at him.

And that's exactly what I was doing, we both were. Very caught up in the moment.

"Is it okay that I'm taking you home?" His face held so much concern, as if I would be suspicious or afraid of my literal soulmate.

"Yes!" I said, possibly with a little too much enthusiasm. His smile gree as he grabbed his keys from a nearby table.

"Alright then, let's go!" Matthew led me to his car, opening the passenger door for me. "M'lady." His large hands gestured into the car.

*I already like this man.*

"I can tell I like you too." He said with a smirk. My face was definitely beet red by now, I did not intend for him to hear that.

"I'm gonna have to get use to you being able to hear everything I think about." I snickered. He jogged to the driver's side, slipping in and putting the key in ignition. "First and foremost, I have a question for you." I had wanted to ask him this question since I was 18, I just didn't know who to ask. "What were you doing at 1:19 pm, June 22nd, 2002." Matthew's head slowly turned to me, eyes widening with every passing second.

"No way." His head shook at a slow pace. "No *fucking* way." There was a hint of laughter behind his words. I just looked at him with a puzzled look.

*Matthew walked down the street, on his way to his current apartment. There was a slight bounce in his step, considering how his life was falling together lately. He had just graduated from college, and was now looking into places to audition. He was proud of himself.*

*Just as he was zoning back in from thought, a man had stopped in front of him, looking him up and down.*

*"Have you ever considered modeling?" Matthew's eyebrows furrowed together in a wicked scrunch of the face.*

*"Excuse me?" Matthew looked down at his watch, remembering that you couldn't tell time in a dream, he was making sure this was an actual interaction that was taking place.*

*"1:19." He said aloud, making the other man tilt his head. The gears in his head were turning a 100 miles a minute. "No, I've never considered modelling, why?"*

*"You have impeccable facial structure for it." His pointer finger circled around his face, quickly shooting out, implying a handshake. "I'm a modelling scout." Matthew cautiously shook his hand, a card being slipped into it. "Please call me if you want to reconsider."*

*Then he was fone, as if the whole conversation never happened.*

"You've got to be *kidding* me right?!" I laughed, covering my mouth to hide the massive grin I could feel forming. "And all you could think was 'What the fuck?!'" In the past, I had held a slight grudge for the migraine that thought had given me, but now it was quite the story.

"*That's* the first thought you got from me?" His eyebrows shot up, hands coming to his mouth. "I'm so sorry!" He chuckled, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"I'm gonna be totally honest." I tried to compose myself from all of the laughter. "It hurt like a bitch. I was all like 'Awe! What if it's something cute! Maybe he's thinking about *me*?' But no! You happened to be shouting profanities in your *mind* while I was becoming an adult." This brought on another wave of laughter, a laugh I was definitely excited to get use to. After the giggles had died down, he turned to me with a wide grin.

"Do you wanna know what my first soulmate thought was?" I nodded excitedly, resting my head on the headrest as we were now sitting sideways in his car.

"Wait! Before we start, do you wanna sit in the back? Might be more comfortable there." My thumb jabbed to the backseat while his smile clearly grew.

"Absolutley." We both hopped into the back, getting situated. "Okay, it was March 9th, 1998, 4:15 pm. I was a senior in highschool, and I had just gotten home from school. I was walking up to my front door when I heard it." He told the story like it was folklore, his arms gesturing every which way. "I heard 'I told his dumbass that I was gonna win, silly old man.' Which took me off guard." I had never seen someone smile so wide. I dug through my thoughts, trying to remember where I was in March when I was 14. Then I remembered.

"Holy shit! I know what was going on!"

*Y/n sat, shaking her head at her head at her old man.*

*"Dad, there's no way you would win in a race to me! For so many reasons." His eyes rolled at the childs words.*

*"I think your just a wimp!" He stated, crossing his arms at her.*

*"Oh it's on old man!" She stood from her previous seated position with haste. "From here to the big oak tree." Her small hands pointed at the giant tree across the yard. He nodded with confirmation.*

*"Ready. Set. Go." And they were off, this was short lived though. Because a few short strides in, her father was on the ground, holding onto his knee. She was jumping for joy at the tree, doing a victory dance.*

"It turned out that he had blown out his knee." I made a painful expression, counteracting the laugh that was escaping from my lips.

"I love that instead of immediately helping him, you just, thought about I told you so." His head shook, laughing again. Changing the mood a bit, I grabbed his hand, intertwining our fingers.

"I'm so glad I met you, finally." My thumb rubbed over his. Matthews hands were extremely warm, a contrast to my constantly freezing ones. "You are everything I thought you would be and more." His eyes were bright with wonder, peering into mine.

"I don't know how I got so lucky." It wasn't something I was expecting to hear. It's not like I was anything incredibly special.

"You got lucky?!" I chuckled, you're literally all I've ever wanted in a guy. You like the holidays, from what I've heard. You're funny, and you have *impeccable* facial structure." I giggled, my hand tracing his cheekbones lightly. His eyes narrowed at me, leaning forward slightly.

"Is it too soon for me to ask if I can kiss you?"

"Probably." I grabbed his face, pulling it to mine quickly. His lips tasted like fruit, more like fruit roll ups. I could feel his mouth curl into a smile during the kiss, followed by me doing the same. We parted, foreheads touching.

"You ever had an eskimo kiss?" I could just barely see the twinge of confusion in his eyes. I leaned my nose onto his, rubbing it back and forth with a smile. I could hear the whisper of a laugh as he did it back.

"I can already tell you're the best thing that will ever happen to me." He mumbled.

*Me too.*

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Suigetsu x Sakura?? 👀

Ask me a ship:

SuiSaku

Who proposed the other first?

Suigetsu.

He often proposed to Sakura, flattered her and tagged along with her at any and every opportunity. It wasn't until he kissed her on one of their dates (not that Sakura knew they were dates) that Sakura finally realised he had meant everything he said. With Suigetsu, its hard to tell for her when he is serious and when he isn't. He is worse than Naruto in that respect. Of course she said yes to him.

So when they met up with others the next time, it was Sasuke who took one look at them and muttered something suspiciously about how they were so annoying.

Who kissed the other first?

Suigetsu.

Sakura wouldn't have realised he existed otherwise.

Who gives a good-morning kiss to other?

Sakura.

Unlike Suigetsu who works part-time at Tenten's weapon shop as a weapon engineer and isn't required to show up to work as early as 6 in the morning, Sakura has a hospital to manage and therefore is expected to leave late and arrive early. He is a heavy sleeper and she knows he wouldn't wake even if the village were to get attacked in the middle of the night. So if she gets emotional every morning because he looks like an angel in his sleep and showers him with light kisses because she feels like the luckiest women in the world, he doesn't know any of it. Not that she wants him to, it'd be embarrassing if he realises she cries every morning over him.

Who likes to play footsies?

Not footsies but...

Suigetsu loves biting her ankles, wrists, and anything of her thats fits his mouth. It might be a kiri thing, to mark people as their own, is what Sakura thinks about his fetish. Nevermind that Sakura loves being marked by him.

Of course she heals it all in the morning. Suigetsu doesn't mind because he gets to bite again. Well, when Sakura allows him.

Who is the dominant one?

Suigetsu.

For all his lean figure, he is stronger than everyone gives him credit for. You can't hold up a huge ass sword being weak. As much as Sakura enjoys pinning him, he almost always flip the roles without much effort. Not that she minds but she never goes down without a fight.

Simply put, their bed becomes their preferred battlefield.

Who likes to keep a picture of the other with them all the time?

None.

Both of them are more or less always in the village, and whenever Sakura is assigned a solo mission, Suigetsu accompanies her as her selfassigned partner. Kakashi lets them go together because if he doesn't grant permission Suigetsu would nag Sasuke (or Karin) who in turn would come straight to him and complain until he either send them away on a mission or permits them to kill him.

Sakura never minds him tagging along on her missions because she knows he knows she is capable of handling herself and only joins her because he will be bored without her. That and Karin had once specially, desperately, requested her to take all her belongings with her when she takes on a mission.

It is only after they have children that Suigetsu stops accompanying her on missions to take care of their baby girls.

Who likes to buy the other gifts?

No one.

To Suigetsu, material things hold little value. There's not much that excites him besides swords. When she once got him a stolen sword, which absolutely thrilled him, only to spend two hours listening to him rant and rave about the poor condition of the sword and how could they, to this little baby, really??? No worries I'll treat you like a princess Ah no, sorry love, but Sakura is my only queen. Regardless to say, she never got him another sword.

To Sakura, the first and last material gift he's ever got her is his own sword. He taught her Kenjutsu so she could take it with her on days he wouldn't be with her. He says she is a horrible swordsman, but they both know she has beaten him with his own sword more times than he is willing to admit. She rarely uses it on missions – always choosing to go for her versatile axe – but she always keeps it with her.

Who takes initiative in making physical contact?

Sakura.

She has always been a romantic. It took her an embarrassingly long time to figure out Suigetsu actually liked her. Holding back had been easy when they were friends, but when they moved in together as soon as they began to date, it became a challenge for Sakura to keep her distance. Their relationship isn't completely based on lust. As much as they love their bedroom moments, but they also equally enjoy the private moments where they do nothing but cuddle in their couch, take care of their weapons and watch reruns of their favourite movies.

She finds his eyes to be the most beautiful pair of eyes she's ever seen and hates it when his bangs hide them from her view. She always brushes his hair aside whenever she could so she could look into his eyes a little more. Suigetsu knows she has a thing for eyes, especially his eyes, so he grows out his bangs and never makes any effort to pin it away from his eyes.

Who plans their dates?

No one.

Their date nights is just them drinking and dancing their night away at their favourite bar every weekend.

Suigetsu is the only person she's come across who has almost beaten her at drinking. Turns out, Kiri men are exceptionally good at drinking. No wonder Tsunade and Mei had intense competition going on between them.

Who was shy on their first date?

Sakura.

When he kissed her to drill into her that he actually liked her, she was floored. He took her out to a bar he knows she has never been to before – mostly because it was on more expensive side of things and she was relatively an economical person. She was unsure if this was the kind of setting she preferred for a date and had felt incredibly guilty that she wasn't enjoying herself when he was doing it all to give her a good time. They had a drink respectively – Sakura chose the cheapest drink on the menu which still costed more than what she spends on her drinks per month.

Suigetsu could tell she was uncomfortable and was worried if she didn't enjoy his company. He decided to do what he knew would cheer her up as a last ditch effort to open her up to him. All their doubts evaporated when he somehow convinced dj to play her favourite slow songs so they could dance to it. He has asked her to dance with him many times but never on slow, romantic songs that she knew he didn't like. She thought she fell in love with him for first time by the time first song ended.

Soon Suigetsu realised it wasn't him she felt uncomfortable with but the concept of spending money on overpriced drinks. They went to their favourite udon place for dinner, just like they have many times before.

Who wakes up the other?

No one.

Before kids: Sakura would wake up before him (who is not at all a morning person) because of her work, leave him with romantic handwritten notes. Suigetsu, on the other hand, would drop by her office to eat dinner with her because he knows she wouldn't be home until very late.

After kids: they would kick each other awake, play scissors or bribe each other to take turns to do their jobs as parents in the dead of the night. More often than not, Sakura wins.

Who was shy in taking their relationship to next level?

Suigetsu.

For all he flirted with Sakura, he was not an expert in the intimacy department. When Sakura boldly guided his hands on her body where they have never travelled, Suigetsu was at loss. He hadn't stopped or retracted but his mind was miles away – calculating her every reaction to his every move. Sakura noticed he was stiff and his careful actions conveyed his inexperience, but she never teased him until they were ready to drop dead to the world.

After a third-round on their first night, both realised he was a quick learner.

Who hogs up the blankets in their sleep?

Suigetsu.

He hogs up not only blankets but also Sakura. His bloodline limit leaves him colder than most people. Sakura doesn't appreciate the chill that seeps into her bones when he snuggles up to her. If she, out of reflex, kicks him out of the bed, it is not on her.

Who is easy to get jealous?

Sakura.

Suigetsu is one of the friendliest men she's met. While she understands why he gets along with rookie 9 what with bright personalities like Naruto and Kiba in the bunch, but that doesn't explain how he manages to charm women so easily with only his grin.

Her only consolation is that his charming grin is always solely directed at her.

Who cooks in the house?

Sakura and Suigetsu hadn't known to cook anything beyond the basics required to make rice balls and grilled fish.

Until they took cooking lessons from Chouji when Sakura got pregnant. Turns out, to Sakura's dismay, Suigetsu is the better cook between them. Until she used the excuse to get him cook for them every day, much to his annoyance.

Who 'protects' and who 'nutures'?

Sakura protects.

Suigetsu nutures.

[blu-joons]

DATING BTS HEADCANON A⇴Z ⇴ Kim Seokjin

A ⇴ AFFECTION

This guy is incredibly affectionate, he loves to cuddle you and shower you with kisses. He hates when you’re together and he can’t have his arm around you. Somehow, he always finds a way to be close to you and shower you in affection.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

He never knew how to act around you, you’d met through the group, but he knew from the start he liked you. You’d always been close to him, naturally you just gravitated towards him, the two of you would laugh and joke all the time. The boys were quick to see that Jin liked you, and loved to tease him for it, egging him on all the time to be honest and tell you exactly how he felt about you.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

There was no pressure on him to confess, he wanted to wait and find the right time rather than rush into things. Over time, you began to have a feeling that he liked you, but you never liked to bring it up. One night whilst the two of you were at the studio, he jokingly confessed, only to see how serious you were. When he saw, the joke ended, and he finally found it in himself to seriously tell you how he felt, as you told him you liked him too.

D ⇴ DATES

Your dates were quite off the cuff, they were usually last-minute with his busy schedules. Some dates were spent at home, watching a movie or cooking together, whilst other times Jin liked to take you out and treat you to a special evening. When times were tough, he spent much more time on dates to show you how appreciative he was of you, going to fancy restaurants, and major events that went on around the city. Anything that could make you feel like the luckiest girl in the world, he’d do, just if you were smiling, he knew any date he arranges would be a success.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

Like the rest of the boys, he’d had a few experiences of flings, but you were the first proper relationship he’d ever been in, where he genuinely saw a future. Life was often busy, and yet you would always be there for him, making sure that he was well rested and looked after. Being famous, fans and media had expectations that you needed to make things work, and whilst they’d spread plenty of rumours before, with you, they saw just how in love Jin was and how determined he was to make your relationship a complete success.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

At times, the two of you had certainly come to blows. Jin was probably the least serious person in the world, and that showed when you tried to tell him off. He’d never listen, or brush it aside, which usually was the root of an argument. He’d retaliate and get defensive, until eventually one of you left. But when he saw how upset you’d get during an argument, the adult in Jin would come out, and he’d remind himself just how stubborn he was. He’d sit, and he’d apologise, and accept that he was often at fault, promising not to make the same mistake again in the future, just as long as he could see you smile again.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

You knew about his family, especially about his father, which terrified you. Yet, they couldn’t wait to meet the girl that had helped Jin to settle down. Jin understood your concerns, and often had words with his family, but every time you met up with them, you felt more and more at ease as they welcomed you into their family happily.

H ⇴ HOME

Being the eldest of the group, it was only right Jin moved out of the dorm first. After you’d celebrated your one-year anniversary, he decided to settle down and consider finding a home with you. He wasn’t getting any younger, and he knew that there would never be anyone else for him, the home you bought, would be your forever home.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

He was the first to say, ‘I love you,’ one night when he was feeling rather emotional and drained. He’d had a long day, but when he found you waiting for him with open arms, he couldn’t help but break. As you held him close, he vented to you, ending his little rant with those three little words, thanking you for being there for him, whilst pressing several teary kisses to your cheeks.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Little secret needed to be made of the fact Jin would often get incredibly jealous. He was affectionate, and always looking for you. When he saw you around anyone that wasn’t him, even your family or friends, he’d find himself feeling jealous. He’d be around you, talking to you constantly, keeping his arms around you, listening in to your conversations. He’d never admit it, but you knew that he was an incredibly jealous character, he never wanted to share you with anyone, he wanted you all to himself.

K ⇴ KIDS

As he found himself getting older, Jin often thought about a family, and when he’d want to have one. Truth be told, there probably never was a right time, but he knew regardless, you were the one he wanted to start a family with. Between the two of you, you wanted a couple of kids, to give you both the perfect family you’d spent so many nights talking about and dreaming about with each other until the early hours.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

There was no better sound in the world than Jin’s laugh. His little hiccups always made you smile as you often made him laugh. He could make you laugh in an instant too, pulling funny faces or saying something stupid which would bring the smile to your face. Together, you knew that laughter was easily the best medicine, when times were tough for either of you, you’d do something to get you both giggling. Usually, you’d watch a movie, or mess around the house to make sure you kept each other smiling constantly.

M ⇴ MISSING

Again, being the elder, he often tried to pretend that he was unfazed about being away from you, but the truth was, he hated it. The boys would tease him, but he didn’t care, because any time he spent away from you, he’d miss you greatly. Every day, he’d text you, just to have the smallest mean of communication with you, waiting eagerly for you to reply. Both of you would worry about each other, which is why even when there were thousands of miles between you, you’d constantly be talking, making sure that you were both looking after yourselves, expressing your excitement of being reunited with each other.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

He was a big fan of nicknames, and more importantly pet names. There was never a specific one he called you by, anything that came to mind usually did the trick. You’d just call him Jin, so if you called him Seokjin, he knew he was in trouble.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Jin loved your sense of humour. What was on the inside mattered more to him, and your wit and funny jokes were what he loved about you more than anything else in the world.

P ⇴ PDA

It’s already been established how affectionate this boy is, and he certainly doesn’t stop just because he’s in public. He’ll never make it a secret that he’s in love, always keeping his arms around you and sneaking kisses in wherever he could. He didn’t care where in the world you were, he’d always show the world just how happy he was.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

His questions were reserved normally when he needed help. If he was feeling insecure or vulnerable, he’d ask you a question to give himself a little boost, just to make him feel better about whatever it was that troubled him.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

He loves to introduce you as his ‘wife,’ to people. The two of you weren’t even engaged, but because the boys loved to tease you both about your age and how the two of you acted like an old married couple. So, you did. They hated that you did it, which made it all the more fun, as he constantly introduced people to, “Y/N, my wife,” rather than “Y/N, my girlfriend,” annoying all the boys who stood beside you.”

S ⇴ SEX

He loved to dominate when it came to sex, but that didn’t stop him from being a giant romantic too. Being so affectionate, he loved to kiss you and explore your body. He was a bit softie and would always make you feel on top of the world with sweet nothings, and lots of cuddles. Whilst he loved sex, he also loved nights when the two of you would cuddle on the sofa and spend the evening talking and laughing together.

T ⇴ TEXTS

Both of you would exchange texts whenever you could. He’d always be on to you to make sure you were doing alright, and you’d make sure he was looking after himself too, without a care of ever waking each other up because of time zones.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

You were his rock, the one that kept him going when things got hard. Sometimes he wondered how he ever coped with everything without you in his life, he never knew how he ever got through those long nights without your kisses and cuddles.

V ⇴ VACATION

The two of you liked to go on little vacations together when you had the time. Major holidays were rare, but being able to getaway, even just for a few days, allowed the two of you to spend some quality time together without anything else in the world being around to disturb you, just the two of you, and your own thoughts.

W ⇴ WHINING

He’d always whine when he didn’t have your attention, or if the boys were getting on his nerves, he’d whine until you got them to stop or took his side.

X ⇴ XXXXX

He would kiss you always if he could, constantly sneaking little pecks, no matter where they were on the body. If he was feeling needy, he’d kiss you passionately, and refuse to let you go. If he was feeling horny, he would clasp his hands around your waist, or rest them on your bum making you squeal, playfully biting your lip, or slipping a tongue into the kiss, making his needs clear to you, which you’d happily fulfil.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his everything, the love of his life.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

He struggled to sleep whenever you weren’t around. He loved to feel you cuddled into his chest, it would always make him feel better when he could smell the scent of your shampoo, or feel your arm wrapped around his waist.

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[drkcnry67]

title: when you call my name

inspired by: When You call My Name by Paul Brandt

pairing: Jensen x reader

Kink 2020 sq: free space (voice kink)

Fluff 2020 sq: realized feelings

rating: pg

tags: fluffy romance, jensen singing, feelings coming out through song, lots and lots of flirtation…

summery: not telling!

word count (optional):

Kink 2020 Masterlist. Fluff 2020 masterlist

Love is a beautiful thing, very few ever truly embrace it. This is the story of how you went from being an assistant to one of the most eligible bachelor’s in the entire continental USA to being the love of his life.

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twas a beautiful summer morning, this be the morn that you and Jensen were to go for your normal summer routines…  taking in every single day one at a time.. arriving at his hotel room, you knock twice before using the key card…

you entered, upon doing so you hear Jensen strumming his guitar…

YN: “that sounds different from your usual cheerful strumming…”

Jensen: “its just something new im working on, ready to go on that run?“

YN: “i have a better idea.. lowkey parkor in the park… its better than running our usual half a mile and it still gets us our exercise… then breakfast and normal routine…”

Jensen finished putting his guitar down and smiled as he grabbed his vest and duffle.. following you out the door… going down to valet parking to your car… getting in you drive to the park…

Ah the sweet sights of the park… the fave place to hang out go for runs or just walk… in your case you loved to come out here and do low key parkour off the small skate ramps.

Jensen: “what else do we have planned today?”

YN: “we have to be at the studio to do some scenes obvs.. then after that well it is wednesday and we usually go to song night but if you…”

Jensen: “are you kidding me i look forward to it every single week… now where is our parkour course…”

You stop at the edge of the small skate park… Jensen stops and looks…

Jensen: “how exactly are we supposed to do parkour off of this?”

You back flip off of the edge and land in several flips off of the next few ledges… Jensen was right behind you… Following you was one of his greatest adventures.

Unbeknown to you, Jensen was falling in love with you… You were completely un aware of it… He planned to tell you at song night through his latest song… after the course you stopped at the fountain, leaning over you take a long swig of water…

Jensen stays back catching his breath but also catching a secret look at you… he was so sure of his feelings, he knew that he would be the luckiest man in the world if you felt the same way…

Jensen approached you from behind…

Jensen: “wear something pretty tonight I have a good feeling about tonight…”

YN: “i have my outfit picked out already… i know you are gonna rock the house tonight you always do… what are you singing tonight?”

Jensen: “something new… dont worry you are gonna love it… now lets go back to the car and get to the studio im sure they will be missing us…”

it was true they were missing you because you guys were now 10 minutes late… neither of you had realized it, because you both had been starring into eachothers eyes for the past almost half hour…

YN: “we should go… but your eyes are so handsome!!!”

Jensen: “your eyes melt my heart your the reason why i have a fantastic career…”

YN: “i dont want to leave your eyes!”

Jensen: “you’ve always had them on you…”

you turn away as both of you begin to walk towards the car, the silence was nice cause both of you knew what had been said, what was said and what soon to be would be if timing was right…

driving to the studio you and Jensen stop at the trailer to change and get ready to face the people… stepping out of the trailer, you both run onto set… 

Kripke: “you both are very very late.. explain one of you…”

Jensen: “we left kinda late for our morning run… we had to make up the time that we missed… but we are here now lets get the filming done…”

kripke: “alright everyone places now that everyone is here lets film what is planned for today and we will call it a day…”

jensen went and did his thing, he as always had you sit in his chair that way he could catch glimpses of your beautiful face when he could.. cause if the script said “look backwards” you were the one thing he was looking at… 

the filming time lasted several hours, it was 430pm by the time you and Jensen got out of the studio… wrapping up the time there by getting in the car and going back to the hotel, you both go inside and up to the rooms… 

Jensen: “what time does it start?”

YN: “at 7pm but that will only give us time to get ready…”

Jensen: “plus i believe its my turn to cook tonight…”

you nod…

YN: “ill be back with my stuff and my appetite…”

Jensen: “just let yourself in when you arrive… ill be waiting…”

with those words you both were in your respective rooms… you went to pick an outfit… you had no idea what the hell even to wear… then you saw it… the brand new in the bag off the shoulder striped romper you had been saving for a special occasion…

you stuck that in your bag, and decided that you would take a shower before you had to be across the hall… you stuck on your playlist and went into the shower you washed, shaved and clensed your body… head to toe you now were very clean… 

you got out of the shower and smiled, you now had a really good feeling about tonight… you now were the one with which the good feelings and butterflies were rollin’…

Jensen however was picking out his outfit as well as throwing some pork chops in the oven then went to take a shower so he could be fresh for your arrival and outing tonight…

before he got in the shower he sent you a sweet flirty text sounded like something out of a romance novel… you blushed upon reading it… you knew what was through your mind…

YN (to self): “nah nah thats crazy he is a amazing friend he cant be in love with me…”

Jensen (to self): “she is amazing!!! i hope she understands what im saying through this song tonight…”

you gathered what you needed from your place before heading across the way, you used your key just letting yourself in like usual… you dont see Jensen but you hear the shower and you hear him singing…

you think of how amazing it is to hear Jensen singing… enjoying the song so much you now were putting on your outfit… about halfway into putting it on you heard the shower turn off… you knew Jensen had to dry off get dressed and such still so you hoped to still be somewhat decent…

that of course is when your zipper got stuck… Jensen who was just coming out of the bedroom having just put on his khakis and muscle shirt saw you struggling…

Jensen: “you need some help…”

YN: “i decided to get ready but i wasnt expecting my zipper to get stuck… can you help me?”

Jensen: “of course… now hold still…”

Jensen came up behind you, his hands on your back trying to fight with the zipper, after 5 minutes the zipper went up.. 

Jensen: “there all done… you look amazing…”

YN: “you said something pretty… this was sitting in my closet this is the first time im wearing it anywhere…”

Jensen: “well it looks smashing on you… dinner will be ready soon… we will be having pork chops as well as some instant potatoes… i didnt think you would mind..”

You shake your head…

YN: “nope i dont mind… im so excited for tonight… i cant wait to hear that new song you have been working on…”

Jensen finishes preparing dinner, you finish doing your hair putting in your hair band and then going over to sit in the kitchen…

jensen: “your thinking again… arent you?” 

 you nod as you continue to stare at Jensen who turns to face you… he notices the sparkle in your eye and he smiles… he then puts on a slow song.. he comes up to you and reaches for your hand…

 jensen: “when was the last time we danced…” 

 you take his hand and walk out in the middle of the living room with Jensen who is happily gliding across the floor with you… both of you are disturbed a few moments later by the dinner timer going off… 

You were in a blushing fluster when you guys stopped dancing. It felt like nothing was changing between the both of you. This felt completely normal. Jensen and you sat down to eat dinner, the giggling and harmless shameful flirting came now from both of you. 

Neither if you realizing it, neither of you acknowledge it, cause this felt absolutely one hundred percent normal… 

Jensen: “I am ready to own the night… How bout you mi'lady?" 

Yn: "yep and your guitar is still in the car so let’s go my good sir!" 

Walking to the car you both smiling like mindless love struck idiots, you let Jensen who insisted on driving open your door for you and smiled when he had his arm around your shoulder while he drove… 

parking the car he came round to help you bring everything out of the car… the way things were looking for tonight you might be happy by the end of things...

Of all the nights to break out a new outfit you are certainly glad you chose this one... It was once said your love would come out in the open when you least expected it... 

This is what you had been waiting for... Entering the lounge you put Jensen's name on the sheet of performers, Jensen orders you both drinks... sitting at a quaint little table near the stage you and Jensen prepare for the night of your lives. 

YN: “this is amazing evening so far... we are doing what we love and we are doing everything exactly how it should be...”

Jensen: “i can’t wait to sing this new song. you are gonna love it... or at least i hope you do...”

You place a hand on Jensen’s slightly tightening your grip...

Yn: “i know i’ll love it... if its anything like your other songs i know ill love it...”

Jensen’s eyes brought a small swoon from your lips, the only person who caught that swoon was Jensen and he just smiled... his only thoughts were of how good it would feel to wake up next to you every single damn day...

your only thoughts were of how good it would be to just plant a kiss to Jensen’s lips and to sleep next to him every single night for the rest of your lives... Jensen placed his hands on your shoulders, you weren’t startled but you instead had lots of happy feelings in you... 

Jensen: “im so excited to play up there tonight... but most importantly im just happy to be here once more with you...”

YN: “im happy to be here with you too... i propose a toast to you, may tonights performance bring about many many more nights exactly like this one and may tonight be ever in our favor...”

Jensen: “wise words from a sexy and beautiful woman!”

you look at him and smile deeply...

YN: “sexy eh... hmm how bout you let me help you put on your guitar strap tonight handsome?”

just as you finished saying that last word, yours and Jensen’s ears caught wind of the announcer that evening...

Announcer: “good evening and welcome to another performance night... tonight our first performer usually doing a duet with his special lady friend tonight performs by himself something brand new tonight give it up for Jensen Ackles...”

the crowd went wild as you finished helping Jensen do up his guitar strap... he walked up on stage and sat on the stool.

Jensen: “tonight i dedicate this song to a woman who has helped me day in and day out with my entire life & daily schedule... this is for you YN i wouldnt be who i am wthout you...”

he started strumming his guitar the room went silent and all you could hear was the sound of his guitar and then his voice...

Jensen (singing): “give me a moment to try to explain it and how it has changed the man that i am, life has a way when you try to arrange it of making a fool of the best laid plans. guess what i’m tryin to say, is that you took me by surprise. one word is all that it takes, and forever’s on my mind it happens every time...”

thats when you stood up you were beginning to realize what he was saying... but you locked eyes with him as he continued singing...

Jensen (singing): “i hear the sweetest sound, my world stops turnin round, like i’m on holy ground when you call my name. it sets the sky on fire, burnin with my desire, stronger deeper higher when you call my name..”

you made your way to the stairs to go up on stage... you knew if anything he had been expecting this... but he continued singing and now you were standing beside him and he just continued through the last bit of the second verse...

Jensen(singing): “when you call my name, angels start singing most beautiful sound that i ever heard. and it starts all over again, this feeling deep inside, a blessed chain of events, a heaven set design it happens every i Love you YN...”

you stood there now in shock as Jensen stood up moving his guitar from in front of him and pulling you close he kisses you the crowd erupts in a roar of applause... 

Jensen: “sorry guys about the song interruption, i guess hey now is as good a time as any to make the announcement... YN i love you, i have loved you forever... this is how i want to spend every single week, of every single month of every single year with you... for the past 5 years now you and i have made a solid team of assistant and celebrity but now i feel like its time to skip one step and dive straight into another...”

Jensen places his guitar on the stand and pulls a small box out of his back pocket and gets down on one knee he opens the box as he continues speaking...

Jensen: “YN will you take this ring and make me the luckiest man on the earth and marry me?”

the ring was a 14k rose gold petite twist vine diamond ring... you nodded your head and smiled...

YN: “yes Jensen Yes Yes Yes!!!!”

Jensen slid that ring on your finger and spun you around, kissing you as both of you walked off the stage and spent the rest of the night in peaceful, happy bliss...

[foreverweareyoung7]

Don’t Leave Me

Part 1 of ?

Namjoon x Reader

Word Count: 1,189

Summary: You have been dating Namjoon for 2 and a half years. You both are madly in love with each other. But something happens, and it will change your life forever. 

Part 1: Email

As you're sitting there working on your laptop, casually glancing up to see your boyfriend dancing with the other members in practice, you can't help but wonder, "How did I ever get so lucky?"

You and Namjoon have been dating two and a half years. You have been working for BTS since the very beginning. You started at the age of 16, You started off with this small job at Big Hit Entertainment. When you saw that they were trying to find an assistant for a new group that had just formed you were hesitant to apply. Your friend, Min Kwanin, practically made you apply for it. It wasn't that much of a pay raise but you were excited for the opportunity to work for this little, unknown group called BTS. Little did you know that the next seven years of your life would change forever. From traveling the globe, becoming the head assistant to the most well-known k-pop group, to finding the love of your life, and making lifelong friends along the way.

As you sit there thinking about the past you're unaware Namjoon has been trying to get your attention for the past few minutes.

"Hello y/n? Earth to y/n!" he said with a big dorky grin on his face.

"What were you thinking about, jagi? It seems that you were a thousand miles away."

"Sorry, babe. I was just thinking about how lucky I am to be here with you!" you said with a smile looking up at him. He holds out his hand and asks you to come with him. You close your laptop and put it to the side of you. You take his hand, standing, with a smile on your face. He took you out to the hallway. Once the door shut behind you he grabbed you pulling you close to him.

"You think you're the lucky one? I am the luckiest man in the world to have such a beautiful, kind, smart, gorgeous woman like you in my life." He said is he crashed his lips against yours.

 He didn't mind kissing you around the guys. The guys would always tease the both of you. And he wanted to make sure that when he said these things to you it was just the two of you. You could feel the passion in the love coming from the words that he spoke. You never wanted this moment to end. But sadly Hobi stuck his head out of the door and interrupted you too.

"Joonie we have to get back to practice. Sorry, y/n. You can have him back in a little bit." he said with a smile.

You both walk back into the room. You sit back down on the floor and open your laptop to begin to work on plans for a few press conferences for the group. You notice though you get an email from someone you never wanted to hear from again. You are hesitant to click on it. This is a part of your life that you wanted to forget. This was before you met Namjoon and this was before you even started working for Big Hit.

With hesitation you open the email:

                          Hello, y/n.                                                                                                                    It has been a long time since I heard from you. You look beautiful today. That outfit is very cute. I can’t stay away from you. I have something for you to do. You have to leave Namjoon or I will kill you both. I will start with him. I will make you watch as I kill him slowly. Then I will make you suffer. So you can either leave him and wait for further instructions or I will kill both of you and the rest of his little boy band. I will give you 24 hours.  Oh and if you think I am kidding. I took this picture of you waiting outside of your coffee shop and one of Namjoon going to practice.

                                                                          SS

You didn’t know what to do. You thought that your stalker had been put in jail. You didn’t want Joonie to see that you were upset so you waited until they started a new song. That is when you packed your stuff and sneaked out the back. You made your way back to the apartment. Your mind was racing a million miles a second. The next thing you remember is ending up on the floor in a ball having a panic attack. 

You felt your phone buzz

Namjoon: “Y/n where are you? Why did you leave? Babe are you okay?”

Seeing that text brought on a new river of tears. You wanted to answer so badly but you know that SS would probably find out somehow. You couldn’t let anything happen to Namjoon. You love him will all of your heart and know what you have to do. 

 To SS:  “You win. I will leave him tonight. What do you want me to do?”

SS: “Very good. I knew you would choose the correct path. I want you to leave him a letter telling him that you feel in love with someone else. That you quit working for them and that you never want to see him again. Then you need to pack a few things and then after that I will tell you where to meet me. Remember if you call the police or hint to anyone about this I will not hesitate to kill your boyfriend and his friends.”

You hurry to pack a bag before Namjoon comes home. You write the note, while tear stream down your face. You tell him how much you love and how you didn’t want to do it this way but this was the only way. The whole time you are doing this your phone is ringing non-stop because of Namjoon. As you walk out of the door you take one last look at the apartment. This is the place where you fell in love with. The place where you both grew as a couple. A fresh stream of tears starts. as you are walking down to your car you see Jin. 

“Y/n? Where have you been? Namjoon has been trying to get ahold of you.” He notices that you have been crying. “Y/n are you okay? Where are you going?” He asks as he sees you with a few bags.  You don’t even answer him. You head for your car. He tries to stop you, but you scream at him to leave you alone. You get in your car and drive off.  

Jin calls Namjoon right away. 

Jin: “Namjoon I found her. She was at the apartment, but she left. She was crying and she had a few bags with her.”

Namjoon: “What the hell is going on! Which way did she go?”

Jin: “She just got in her car and left. I don't know were."

Namjoon: “Thank you I'll go find her.”

[legion1993]

When You Call My Name

title: when you call my name

inspired by: When You call My Name by Paul Brandt

pairing: Jensen x reader

Kink 2020 sq: free space (voice kink)

Fluff 2020 sq: realized feelings

rating: pg

tags: fluffy romance, jensen singing, feelings coming out through song, lots and lots of flirtation…

summery: not telling!

word count (optional):

Kink 2020 Masterlist. Fluff 2020 masterlist

Love is a beautiful thing, very few ever truly embrace it. This is the story of how you went from being an assistant to one of the most eligible bachelor’s in the entire continental USA to being the love of his life.

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twas a beautiful summer morning, this be the morn that you and Jensen were to go for your normal summer routines…  taking in every single day one at a time.. arriving at his hotel room, you knock twice before using the key card…

you entered, upon doing so you hear Jensen strumming his guitar…

YN: “that sounds different from your usual cheerful strumming…”

Jensen: “its just something new im working on, ready to go on that run?“

YN: “i have a better idea.. lowkey parkor in the park… its better than running our usual half a mile and it still gets us our exercise… then breakfast and normal routine…”

Jensen finished putting his guitar down and smiled as he grabbed his vest and duffle.. following you out the door… going down to valet parking to your car… getting in you drive to the park…

Ah the sweet sights of the park… the fave place to hang out go for runs or just walk… in your case you loved to come out here and do low key parkour off the small skate ramps.

Jensen: “what else do we have planned today?”

YN: “we have to be at the studio to do some scenes obvs.. then after that well it is wednesday and we usually go to song night but if you…”

Jensen: “are you kidding me i look forward to it every single week… now where is our parkour course…”

You stop at the edge of the small skate park… Jensen stops and looks…

Jensen: “how exactly are we supposed to do parkour off of this?”

You back flip off of the edge and land in several flips off of the next few ledges… Jensen was right behind you… Following you was one of his greatest adventures.

Unbeknown to you, Jensen was falling in love with you… You were completely un aware of it… He planned to tell you at song night through his latest song… after the course you stopped at the fountain, leaning over you take a long swig of water…

Jensen stays back catching his breath but also catching a secret look at you… he was so sure of his feelings, he knew that he would be the luckiest man in the world if you felt the same way…

Jensen approached you from behind…

Jensen: “wear something pretty tonight I have a good feeling about tonight…”

YN: “i have my outfit picked out already… i know you are gonna rock the house tonight you always do… what are you singing tonight?”

Jensen: “something new… dont worry you are gonna love it… now lets go back to the car and get to the studio im sure they will be missing us…”

it was true they were missing you because you guys were now 10 minutes late… neither of you had realized it, because you both had been starring into eachothers eyes for the past almost half hour…

YN: “we should go… but your eyes are so handsome!!!”

Jensen: “your eyes melt my heart your the reason why i have a fantastic career…”

YN: “i dont want to leave your eyes!”

Jensen: “you’ve always had them on you…”

you turn away as both of you begin to walk towards the car, the silence was nice cause both of you knew what had been said, what was said and what soon to be would be if timing was right…

driving to the studio you and Jensen stop at the trailer to change and get ready to face the people… stepping out of the trailer, you both run onto set… 

Kripke: “you both are very very late.. explain one of you…”

Jensen: “we left kinda late for our morning run… we had to make up the time that we missed… but we are here now lets get the filming done…”

kripke: “alright everyone places now that everyone is here lets film what is planned for today and we will call it a day…”

jensen went and did his thing, he as always had you sit in his chair that way he could catch glimpses of your beautiful face when he could.. cause if the script said “look backwards” you were the one thing he was looking at… 

the filming time lasted several hours, it was 430pm by the time you and Jensen got out of the studio… wrapping up the time there by getting in the car and going back to the hotel, you both go inside and up to the rooms… 

Jensen: “what time does it start?”

YN: “at 7pm but that will only give us time to get ready…”

Jensen: “plus i believe its my turn to cook tonight…”

you nod…

YN: “ill be back with my stuff and my appetite…”

Jensen: “just let yourself in when you arrive… ill be waiting…”

with those words you both were in your respective rooms… you went to pick an outfit… you had no idea what the hell even to wear… then you saw it… the brand new in the bag off the shoulder striped romper you had been saving for a special occasion…

you stuck that in your bag, and decided that you would take a shower before you had to be across the hall… you stuck on your playlist and went into the shower you washed, shaved and clensed your body… head to toe you now were very clean… 

you got out of the shower and smiled, you now had a really good feeling about tonight… you now were the one with which the good feelings and butterflies were rollin’…

Jensen however was picking out his outfit as well as throwing some pork chops in the oven then went to take a shower so he could be fresh for your arrival and outing tonight…

before he got in the shower he sent you a sweet flirty text sounded like something out of a romance novel… you blushed upon reading it… you knew what was through your mind…

YN (to self): “nah nah thats crazy he is a amazing friend he cant be in love with me…”

Jensen (to self): “she is amazing!!! i hope she understands what im saying through this song tonight…”

you gathered what you needed from your place before heading across the way, you used your key just letting yourself in like usual… you dont see Jensen but you hear the shower and you hear him singing…

you think of how amazing it is to hear Jensen singing… enjoying the song so much you now were putting on your outfit… about halfway into putting it on you heard the shower turn off… you knew Jensen had to dry off get dressed and such still so you hoped to still be somewhat decent…

that of course is when your zipper got stuck… Jensen who was just coming out of the bedroom having just put on his khakis and muscle shirt saw you struggling…

Jensen: “you need some help…”

YN: “i decided to get ready but i wasnt expecting my zipper to get stuck… can you help me?”

Jensen: “of course… now hold still…”

Jensen came up behind you, his hands on your back trying to fight with the zipper, after 5 minutes the zipper went up.. 

Jensen: “there all done… you look amazing…”

YN: “you said something pretty… this was sitting in my closet this is the first time im wearing it anywhere…”

Jensen: “well it looks smashing on you… dinner will be ready soon… we will be having pork chops as well as some instant potatoes… i didnt think you would mind..”

You shake your head…

YN: “nope i dont mind… im so excited for tonight… i cant wait to hear that new song you have been working on…”

Jensen finishes preparing dinner, you finish doing your hair putting in your hair band and then going over to sit in the kitchen…

jensen: “your thinking again… arent you?” 

 you nod as you continue to stare at Jensen who turns to face you… he notices the sparkle in your eye and he smiles… he then puts on a slow song.. he comes up to you and reaches for your hand…

 jensen: “when was the last time we danced…” 

 you take his hand and walk out in the middle of the living room with Jensen who is happily gliding across the floor with you… both of you are disturbed a few moments later by the dinner timer going off… 

You were in a blushing fluster when you guys stopped dancing. It felt like nothing was changing between the both of you. This felt completely normal. Jensen and you sat down to eat dinner, the giggling and harmless shameful flirting came now from both of you. 

Neither if you realizing it, neither of you acknowledge it, cause this felt absolutely one hundred percent normal… 

Jensen: “I am ready to own the night… How bout you mi'lady?" 

Yn: "yep and your guitar is still in the car so let’s go my good sir!" 

Walking to the car you both smiling like mindless love struck idiots, you let Jensen who insisted on driving open your door for you and smiled when he had his arm around your shoulder while he drove… 

parking the car he came round to help you bring everything out of the car… the way things were looking for tonight you might be happy by the end of things...

Of all the nights to break out a new outfit you are certainly glad you chose this one... It was once said your love would come out in the open when you least expected it... 

This is what you had been waiting for... Entering the lounge you put Jensen's name on the sheet of performers, Jensen orders you both drinks... sitting at a quaint little table near the stage you and Jensen prepare for the night of your lives. 

YN: “this is amazing evening so far... we are doing what we love and we are doing everything exactly how it should be...”

Jensen: “i can’t wait to sing this new song. you are gonna love it... or at least i hope you do...”

You place a hand on Jensen’s slightly tightening your grip...

Yn: “i know i’ll love it... if its anything like your other songs i know ill love it...”

Jensen’s eyes brought a small swoon from your lips, the only person who caught that swoon was Jensen and he just smiled... his only thoughts were of how good it would feel to wake up next to you every single damn day...

your only thoughts were of how good it would be to just plant a kiss to Jensen’s lips and to sleep next to him every single night for the rest of your lives... Jensen placed his hands on your shoulders, you weren’t startled but you instead had lots of happy feelings in you... 

Jensen: “im so excited to play up there tonight... but most importantly im just happy to be here once more with you...”

YN: “im happy to be here with you too... i propose a toast to you, may tonights performance bring about many many more nights exactly like this one and may tonight be ever in our favor...”

Jensen: “wise words from a sexy and beautiful woman!”

you look at him and smile deeply...

YN: “sexy eh... hmm how bout you let me help you put on your guitar strap tonight handsome?”

just as you finished saying that last word, yours and Jensen’s ears caught wind of the announcer that evening...

Announcer: “good evening and welcome to another performance night... tonight our first performer usually doing a duet with his special lady friend tonight performs by himself something brand new tonight give it up for Jensen Ackles...”

the crowd went wild as you finished helping Jensen do up his guitar strap... he walked up on stage and sat on the stool.

Jensen: “tonight i dedicate this song to a woman who has helped me day in and day out with my entire life & daily schedule... this is for you YN i wouldnt be who i am wthout you...”

he started strumming his guitar the room went silent and all you could hear was the sound of his guitar and then his voice...

Jensen (singing): “give me a moment to try to explain it and how it has changed the man that i am, life has a way when you try to arrange it of making a fool of the best laid plans. guess what i’m tryin to say, is that you took me by surprise. one word is all that it takes, and forever’s on my mind it happens every time...”

thats when you stood up you were beginning to realize what he was saying... but you locked eyes with him as he continued singing...

Jensen (singing): “i hear the sweetest sound, my world stops turnin round, like i’m on holy ground when you call my name. it sets the sky on fire, burnin with my desire, stronger deeper higher when you call my name..”

you made your way to the stairs to go up on stage... you knew if anything he had been expecting this... but he continued singing and now you were standing beside him and he just continued through the last bit of the second verse...

Jensen(singing): “when you call my name, angels start singing most beautiful sound that i ever heard. and it starts all over again, this feeling deep inside, a blessed chain of events, a heaven set design it happens every i Love you YN...”

you stood there now in shock as Jensen stood up moving his guitar from in front of him and pulling you close he kisses you the crowd erupts in a roar of applause... 

Jensen: “sorry guys about the song interruption, i guess hey now is as good a time as any to make the announcement... YN i love you, i have loved you forever... this is how i want to spend every single week, of every single month of every single year with you... for the past 5 years now you and i have made a solid team of assistant and celebrity but now i feel like its time to skip one step and dive straight into another...”

Jensen places his guitar on the stand and pulls a small box out of his back pocket and gets down on one knee he opens the box as he continues speaking...

Jensen: “YN will you take this ring and make me the luckiest man on the earth and marry me?”

the ring was a 14k rose gold petite twist vine diamond ring... you nodded your head and smiled...

YN: “yes Jensen Yes Yes Yes!!!!”

Jensen slid that ring on your finger and spun you around, kissing you as both of you walked off the stage and spent the rest of the night in peaceful, happy bliss...

[doyouevenshipbr0]

gruvia drabble

~gruvia week: day 2// surprise~

author's note: damn me posting for 2 gruvia days in a row?! crazy shit lmao. get ready for some gruvia fam fluff kiddies!!! and ok listen ik that only one gruvia baby is actually canon (well, canon enough ig) but theres NO WAY u can convince me Juvia didn't try to have a million babies w gray. i jus aint buyin it sorry! and its a liiiil ooc i cant lie but like at this point theyve been married for a bunch of yrs so their dynamic haa to change at least a lil bit. ok enjoy!!! love u all!!!:)

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Gray groaned as he rubbed his rough hand against his stiff neck, letting some cold air seep through his palms to ease the pain for even just a moment.

"I'm gettin' too old for this shit." Gray huffed jokingly to himself as he held his head low, walking his way back to his house. He had gone on a two week long mission, and it completely drained him. He didn't go on missions longer than a week very often, and his aching body was certainly a result of that.

He approached his home and turned the nob to the front door, and he felt his fingers bend in pain. This job really gave him a run for his money, that was for sure.

When Gray wasn't met with an instant greeting, he was a bit thrown off, but didn't think much of it. He made is way down the hall and into his kitchen.

"Surprise!" Juvia and his kids shouted in unison. The three of them all had big proud smiles on their faces which were all identical.

"Wha-" Gray's eyes widened and his mouth gaped open. On the table sat a cake that read "Best Dad Ever" which looked very similar to a certain eight year old's hand writing that he knew. Behind them was a banner with bold letters that said "Welcome Back!" with a present under it.

"What's all this?" His voice was dry from the shock.

"It's Father's Day, Gray-sama" Juvia replied with a pretty smile.

The day completely slipped his mind. He was so worn out from his mission that he kind of lost his concept of time. Truthfully, he couldn't gave said what day of the week it even was. Regardless, Gray felt himself overcome with an immense amount of joy.

Juvia bent down in between the heights of their son and daughter. "You guys can go hug your father now. The surprise part is over." She hummed.

In the next instant there was a child and a toddler hurling themselves at Gray. They met him with great impact as one clung to his waist and the other to his leg.

"Whoa, hey." Gray chuckled and reciprocated both hugs. "I missed you guys."

"We missed you too, Dad! And oh, you gotta' tell me all about it!" Storm let go of Gray first. "Did you beat all the bad guys?! How big were they?! Did you do your ice devil slayer stuff?!" He spoke a mile a minute, eyes gleaming with wonder and admiration for his father.

"Yes, huge, and yes." Gray looked down at his son with a grin on his face. "I'll give you the details after I rest a bit, ok?" Gray ruffled a hand through Storm's navy blue waves on his head as he pouted in disappointment.

"Did you freeze them, Daddy?" Gray looked lower at his daughter who was still wrapped around his leg. He scooped her up and brought her to his hip.

"Sure did." He smiled.

Neva's big black eyes widened in awe. "And you did the hair thing?"

Juvia and Gray both chuckled. She was referring to his hair sticking up when he used his devil slayer magic.

"Yes, raindrop. My hair did the thing."

"Can you do it?!" Neva perked up.

"Yeah, dad, do the thing!" Storm tugged at his arm.

"Daddy just got back from a big mission, and he's very tired." Juvia walked over to them and brushed a hand through Neva's deep blue locks.

"Aww!" Both kids groaned together.

"Weren't you just saying how excited you were for cake?" Juvia said sweetly to Neva.

"Oh, yeah! Cake time!" Neva squirmed and Gray set her on the ground, and sure enough she sprinted to the cake.

"Storm, why don't you go get daddy's present?" Juvia Kissed the top of her son's head, and he did as he was told.

Once the kids were preoccupied for a moment, Juvia turned to Gray, and her face softened.

"Juvia missed you very much, Gray-sama." She quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, causing Gray to stumble back into a wall, earning a rush of pain to his back.

Gray groaned as he caught his balance and stepped away from the wall, finally putting an arm around Juvia's waist. "And I thought I was done with getting my ass kicked." He scoffed.

Juvia giggled. "Juvia will take that as an 'I miss you too.'" She pressed a kiss on Gray's lips.

Juvia turned an began walking away and gray lowered his hand, discreetly pulling her close to him.

"I'll let you know how much I missed you later." He whispered as he grabbed a little more tightly on her side. Red rushed to Juvia's face, earning a content grin from Gray.

"Juvia will hold you to that." She whispered back, flipped her hair, and began to walk away as Gray watched, still with the same grin on his face.

"Have a seat, dear." Juvia finished her way to the table and pulled out a chair for Gray to sit in, and he followed.

"Damn, what did I do to get treated like royalty?" Gray joked, but on the inside he was boasting.

"Language!" Juvia wagged her finger. "And you are the best husband and father ever. This is the least we could do." She smiled. Gray reached out onto the table and took Juvia's hand, squeezing it.

"Look, Storm did the words on the cake!" Neva's pale face lit up as she pointed to the dessert.

"So that's why it looks like chicken scratch." Gray snorted.

"Hey!" Storm objected as he put the present on the table.

"I'm joking, buddy." Gray grinned and pulled his son in for a hug. "It looks great."

"Well, Mom made it from scratch, so it was really all her." Storm gestured to his mother.

"Then we're in for a treat. Mom's a great cook." Gray looked right at Juvia, causing her to blush.

"I helped too, Daddy!" Neva hopped off her chair and ran over to Gray.

"Oh you did?" Gray picked up the three year old and sat her on his lap. "Then it'll be even better." He playfully began kissing at her cheek, causing Neva to shriek with laughter.

"Ok, ok, Mommy can't wait." Juvia exclaimed, interrupting. "Open your present now." Juvia clapped and nudged the bag towards Gray.

"Sheesh someone's eager." Gray raised a brow.

"Just open it, Dad." Storm nagged excitedly, sounding eerily similar to Juvia.

"Alright, alright." Gray gave in. He turned to Neva who was still perched on his leg. "You wanna' help Daddy?" He asked.

Neva responded with a violent shake of her hair, making her curls swing back and forth.

"No?" Gray was surprised. She was rather nosy, so he was expecting an instant yes.

"Just for you." Neva insisted.

"Well, ok." Gray turned back to the bag, and reached in.

He felt something very soft and pulled it out, and in his hand was a blue knitted scarf.

"Juvia knows you still wear the one I made all those years ago, but, it doesn't hurt to have two." She smiled and shrugged. "And this one's special since the kids helped me."

Once taking a closer look, he could see where the technical things on the scarf started to become inconsistent. It didn't matter though. He loved the scarf.

Gray paused and looked at the scarf, and then at his beautiful family. His wife and kids were the absolute best thing that happened to him, and he didn't know what he did to deserve them. He had to do everything in his power to fight back tears. Damn, they really made him a softy. He didn't mind, though. They also made him the happiest man alive.

"I love it." Gray announced and instantly wrapped it around his neck. "Thank you guys so much." Gray brought his kids in for a hug as a grin was plastered on his face.

"Don't forget to read the card." Juvia inquired.

Gray broke the hole from his kids and reached into the bag to find an envelope. He opened it and the card read "Happy Father's Day!". The inside had little pictures that the kids drew and Gray chuckled while looking at them.

The bottom was signed, "Love, Mommy, Storm, Neva, & Baby Fullbuster."

Gray froze. He looked down at the card, rereading the signatures over and iver again. Once he finally decided he was sure of what he read, he looked straight up at a very anxious Juvia, and his jaw was on the floor.

"A-are you..?" Gray felt something well up in his throat.

Juvia couldn't hold it in any longer. She responded with a vigorous nod. Gray carefully placed Neva on the ground and instantly jumped up and hugged his wife, giving her a little spin off the ground.

"You're pregnant?!" Gray's voice was light, and he felt his eyes sting with those tears he was trying to hold back.

"Yep." Juvia bit her lip in a smile and placed her hand onto her belly.

He looked back at his children. "And did you guys know this whole time?!"

They responded with uncontrollable giggles amongst each other. Gray smiled and ran over to them, scooping them both off the ground and playfully threw them over his back.

"You think you can just keep secrets from your old man like that?!" He jested, and the kids responded in fits of laughing.

Gray finally set them down. "How far along are you?"

"Porlyusica says about seven weeks." Juvia's hand remained on her stomach.

"Wow." Gray finally let out a breath. He took another look at his glowing wife and kids. "You guys really know how to throw a welcome back party." He let out an airy laugh and was so overwhelmed he felt a tear leak out of his eye, and he did his best to nonchalantly wipe it away.

"Want some cake, Daddy?" Neva tugged on his pant leg.

"I would love some." He grinned.

"I'll get you a slice!" Storm quickly hurried to the cake.

"Be careful, sweetie." Juvia followed him over and made sure he didn't cut any fingers off.

At this point, Gray was certain he was the luckiest guy in the world.