#and married 😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋

[junebugsarchive]

Hi june, your written is amazing!

If it fine with you can you do jealous yamazaki shingen or jealous park jonggun?

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑, 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍 . yamazaki shingen x reader

summary: shingen and gun become jealous when a little boy musters the courage to ask you to marry him

pairing: yamazaki shingen x reader . platonic! gun park x reader

details: reader replaces somi park . ooc shingen . bro is whipped for you . gun's a little menace to society . reader gets a little suggestive . teensy subtle mention of amputation . anon ask . all banners used are from @cafekitsune . all pictures used are from pinterest

a/n: i've always wanted to write something for shingen there's just something ab tall, brooding men turning into putty just for you 😋 enjoy babes! did a mix of both for u anon, my pookies didn't deserve anything that happened to them. spoiler alert: i blame the midwife. i hate her. also sorry if u were expecting something more serious, i don't see shingen being the type to venture in public unless it's to stalk you

yamazaki shingen does not get jealous. or at least, that's what he tells himself. jealousy, like any other emotion, is considered a weakness, and a weakness is something his countless foes will immediately grab on to once they catch sight of it, his father always told him.

he had learned to shut off his emotions a long time ago, ever since his embarrassing defeat against the famed gapryong kim from south korea. however he allows himself to have one simple weakness, despite his father and brother's disagreements, and that was you.

his darling, most treasured wife out of the ten women chosen just for him. you beauty shone through the others, and your quick-witted mind and equally sharp tongue was a stark contrast to the other women that only wished to survive in this cold, unfamiliar place.

shingen adored you. he favoured you, and that much was shown when he allowed you to keep your pinky, much to the displeasure of his brother. he gave you a strong and healthy boy with odd eyes, whom you proudly named gun, and treasured with your life.

shingen cherished you, anybody could tell. but do you love him too? this was a six-year question he never got the courage to ask.

which is why he is unsure of what to feel when he secretly follows you and your five year old son out of the compound and to a nearby public playground, and he sees a young boy bashfully coming up to you and showing a bouquet of wildflowers he had collected.

an odd feeling bubbles in his gut as he watches you smile warmly at the boy, patting his head with a gloved hand, gently taking the bouquet, complimenting it as you admired the flowers. nonsense. even shingen could make a better bouquet than that little brat could (he's lying) to give to you.

"what are you doing here?" shingen pauses in his train of thoughts, looking down, only to see his five year old son standing beside him with a blank look on his face, hands in his pockets. he wasn't even looking at the clan leader, merely staring unblinkingly at you in the distance.

the yamazaki head merely grunts, turning back around to watch you interact with the young boy. the little brat was getting bolder and bolder, daring to grab your hands in his grubby little paws and dancing around with you.

the father and son stood by the side, unnervingly identical blank dark eyes glued onto you, watching you interact with the child, and any passerby walking past them would have had to blink and rub their eyes, wondering if they were seeing doubles.

shingen spares a glance down at gun, and feels somewhat amused by how entranced his son was with you. truly, he thinks to himself as he returns his gaze to you. he is truly too much like his father.

he feels that same, odd feeling fluttering in his stomach as he watches the little beast motion for you to lean down, and braves a small peck against your cheek. the kid's face explodes in a fine assortment of red colours as the other children laugh and cheer, clearly entertained by this boy's foolishness. shingen watches as you merely smile at him and ruffle his hair, not saying a word.

to anybody watching, shingen and gun looked the same as before, but if they looked closer – really looked closer, they would see the exact same crease in between their eyebrows as their gazes became sharper, trained onto the boy.

shingen feels disheartened. why was it so simple for a young child you barely knew to kiss you on the cheek? he had been watching you, waiting for the perfect moment to give you a lil smooch, but each time you seemed to read his intentions and kept your distance.

shingen was frustrated. what was he doing wrong?

"MARRY ME!" the impudent little boy suddenly shouts, with flushed cheeks and a makeshift ring, made out of a little daisy he'd found.

immediately, both shingen and gun's head snaps towards him, death threats running through their minds. oh hell no.

meanwhile, you gave the poor, oblivious boy an awkward smile, extremely floored by the situation. poor kid, did he even know what he was getting himself into? by the looks of his expectant expression and hopeful eyes, clearly not. you clear your throat and open your mouth, ready to spout some bullshit, but someone else beats you to it.

"there you are, dear." you jump slightly in surprise as a deep voice murmurs in your ear, thick, strong arms snaking around your waist as your husband magically appears by your side, resting his chin on your collarbone, letting his hot breath fan your skin.

the little boy stares at shingen with a mix of indignation and fear. "w-who are you?!" he stutters out, and you had to admire his courage.

"i'm her husband." was shingen's immediate reply, and your eyes widen slightly to here the subtle pride in his voice.

the boy frowns. "no you're not! i'm gonna marry her, not you!" you sweatdrop slightly as the two males exchange heated looks – well, at least the boy's was heated, shingen looked purely amused, though you swore there was a tinge of annoyance that flashed through his eyes, though you could never telk what was running through that man's mind.

but unfortunately for the boy, he forgot that there was another formidable enemy headed right for them.

"kaa-san, is this shrimp bothering you?" your son smoothly steps in, gaze calm yet predatory as he looks down upon the inferior boy before him.

the little boy's eyes widen in fear as he recognizes gun, as do the children watching them with bated breath. "it's the playground demon!" a girl shrieks, and all the children flee in different directions, screaming their heads off, even your ever-so-valiant pursuer.

you chuckle a little, and sinply offer a loving pat on gun's head, who looks up at you with the same blank look, though your smile widens as you notice a fervent and soft tinge in his eyes as he gazes up at you.

shingen watches the exchange, feeling strangely out of place. he stiffens a little as you turn towards him, a gentle, yet unreading smile on your face.

out of courtesy, shingen wordlessly offers his arm, to which you accept, your other hand holding on to gun's tinier palm as the three of you begin your walk home.

"i noticed you'd followed my son and i here, lord yamazaki." shingen shows no reaction as your clear voice cuts through the awkwardness. he remains quiet for a few seconds, before turning to look down at you straight in the eyes.

"yes," he replies bluntly, and watches as you blink up at him, taken aback, clearly expecting him to dodge the question. your walls quickly rise as they had fallen, and your smile is quickly plastered back on.

"oh my, whatever for?" you chuckle as you continue your journey, and your voice turns teasing. "were you jealous, then? watching that little boy ask for my hand in marriage?"

"yes."

"ah, i expected-" you pause, and turn to stare at him disbelievingly. "...pardon?"

you weren't sure what you were expecting, but it definitely was not for the man beside you to avert his dark eyes, almost in embarrassment, suddenly looking like a kicked puppy. "are you... upset i interrupted?"

"how could i ever be?" and it's shingen's turn to be taken aback at how soft and genuine you sounded, it almost made him flinch in shock. "you are... my husband." you say quietly, ears tinged red.

a few more seconds of awkward silence pass, before the little gremlin decided to interrupt. "kaa-san, can you carry me?" gun asks blankly, stopping to raise his arms in your direction.

you smile, immediately taking your hand out of shingen's grasp, and the yamazaki clan leader is left with an unexplicable void in his heart as he watches you lift your child in your arms, smiling fondly at him as you continued walking.

suddenly, you stop and whirl around, smiling at shingen. and he realizes, with a start, that this was the first genuine smile he has ever received from you. and he loved it.

"it seems i have been neglecting my marital duties as a wife to my lovely husband," you hum, almost teasingly, a suggestive glint in your eyes. "i shall be visiting your bedchambers tonight, lord yamazaki."

warmth spreads through shingen's chest, and he allows the slightest of smiles to creep onto his face.

"i would love that too... my wife." and he takes a step, then another, and another, until he was directly in front of you. you beam up at him, and your little family walks home together.

yamazaki shingen loves you, and he's willing to wait however long needs be and make a fool of himself as many times as he has to for you to smile like that at him once more.

extra:

"kaa-san, i was jealous that little imbecile asked to marry you just now. can you visit my bedchambers too?" gun suddenly questions, and you let out a small laugh at his funny request.

"silly boy, i do that every night." you hum in amusement, gently tapping his nose as you spoke.

"kaa-san, i meant you should visit my bedchambers and not my father's."

"..." you sweatdrop as the father and son exchange blank looks that conveyed malicious threats and murderous intent.

[secondary-colorentimy]

i love my wife so much im gonna faint ugh

[kyruskumiho27]

Warnings: •none to be concerned of •fluff

Summary: Sukuna finds out your pregnant. *he knows but the old bastard wanted you to tell him🙄*

Being nervous to tell Sukuna you’re pregnant. He’s so intimidating.

You sit nervously at his right side, fidgeting with your hands as he addresses one of his servants. His voice is loud in your ears. Sneering down at the mortal at his feet.

You watch as the man shakes with fear, trying to hide your own.

What if he wants me to get rid of it? What if he gets rid of me?

Sukuna dismisses the servant, mumbling something under his breath.

He turns his attention to you, noticing your behavior. His eyes narrow as yours avoids him. Something is wrong.

He shifts closer, wrapping an arm around your waist and drawing you into his lap.

Now Sukuna may be many things, cruel, evil, a tyrant. But he’s not dumb, and he knows when something’s wrong with his pretty little wife. His long fingers curl around your cheeks, squeezing them slightly.

He forces you to look at him, eyebrows drawn.

You break out into a sweat. A bead dripping down your face. His eyes narrow further and you swallow hard.

“Kuna…” you say, as sweet as possible. You situate yourself more comfortably, staring up at him with eyes you know he can’t resist. He grunts, staring at you and waiting for you to continue. You shift again.

“What if. Hypothetically, I were to have like, a baby?”

The pink haired man stares at you, eyes unamused. Again, he’s not stupid, but he can tell your nervous. He’ll play your game.

“Hypothetically?” You nod. He shrugs.

“I don’t know. I’ve never…” he pauses. He has. He has dealt with children. But certainly not his own. Never out of affection. He’s interested to see what else you would say, so he brings his eyes back down to look at you expectantly.

“Are you hypothetically pregnant my love?” He ask.

His face is unchanging as he ask the question. He doesn’t want to reveal his true feelings. But he can see the fear in your eyes, and it makes his cold ass heart swell with both amusement and hurt.

When you nod again, he smile. But just a bit.

He leans forward, whispering into your ear.

“So am I a hypothetical father?”

You shiver, peering up at him. And nod again. This time he breaks out into a full smile, even laughing. What a cutie you were.

“I know.” You gap at your husband, eyes wide. “You know??” He smiles wider, leaning back.

How would he know? How can he know?? You just found out last week!

He scoops you up bridal style, carrying you to your shared chambers. He places you gently on the bed, crawling up next to you. Placing a hand on your stomach he stares.

“Gonna be a good mother for my child, yeah?” You smile so hard your cheeks hurt.

“N I’m gonna be a good father.” You giggle as he lays kisses on your stomach, pushing you back against the pillows.

“Such a good father.” You breath. His hands cup your waist as he moves up, then he places a firm kiss on your lips. He hums. Such a pretty lil’ thing.

Such a happy little family😋

*should I write a diff version of this? I have one, or two. An angst fic and then another fluff, but Sukunas suprised and it goes a little differently. Also has a bit of angst. Let me know in the comments🩷*

[ninjautizm]

LLOYD IN THE HUNTED SEASON WAS GONNA HAVE A GIANT ASS AXE?? THAT WOULD'VE BEEN SO COOL WTF

[pcs-wet-sock]

In this same run I beat the game, maybe it was bc I had nothing to gaf about anymore 💔💔💔 #emo #loveisntreal #true

(ALSO I WAS UNAWARE OF THE DRAMA CONCERNING THE CO CREATOR OF SEBASTIAN, BUT LIKE IDGAF CUZ THEY’RE A WEIRDO END OF STORY LMAO JUST TAKE SEBASTIAN’S RING HOWEVER YOU WANT IT)

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

*big puppy dogs eyes* did i ever tell you im actually in love with your headcanons

did i ever tell you im in love with you.

[sparklingchim]

the urge to just start writing a married couple second chance jungkook series is strong right now!!!!!

[wayvtual]

song of the day

[angelwishess]

The One Who Sings of Freedom.

Impulsive, somewhat tactless, a little childish and a burning desire for adrenaline— Everyone knows Kyra is as free as a bird! But even she has some things about herself she’d rather keep hidden

‧₊˚ ⋅.𖥔 ˖ Rambling about Kyra’s backstory !! Loredrop time !!! (+ side notes and details at the end ♡)

The life of a princess from her birth is well defined. She must humbly serve her country, play the part she has been assigned. From the moment she was born, her life was already decided for her.

The 6th in line of the Lovelace family, her mother, the great Queen beloved by all, sadly passed away after giving birth to her. Plagued with paranoia for her wellbeing, Kyra’s father forbid her from ever stepping foot outside of the palace walls.

Despite having 5 other siblings, she was never very close to any of them, plus her father was much stricter on her than the rest of her siblings which strained their relationship even more.

Having just about absolutely nothing to do all day, she turned to filling her head with fairytales. Fantastical stories of grand adventures in far off lands, with magic spells, daring swordfights, royals in disguise and creatures that feed into her wild imagination.

And oh, she absolutely fell for it all. The idea of it, of adventure and excitement. Of new, strange things around every corner. She wanted to experience it for herself, wanted to face it all first hand. She dreamed of dancing with faeries, swimming with mermaids and adventuring alongside a chimera.

Yet no matter how much she yearns for it, the reality is that she will never be able to gain the freedom she so desires. She won’t ever be able to scrape her knees, to climb up tall trees and watch from above. Because she is a princess, and she has a duty to attend to. Her purpose is to serve her country, to humbly, compliantly do whatever they tell her to do for the sake of their country and their people.

Kyra has a heart full of wonder, of desire and want for things much greater than her world. But she will never be able to show it, for she is whoever her country needs her to be.

Do not speak unless spoken to. Actually, don’t speak at all. Why bother when her voice seems to mean nothing to everyone else? Why bother when her fate to mindlessly enact her role as a princess is unavoidable?

She’ll throw away all of her meaningless desires, her dreams and wishes. Because she isn’t supposed to have them in the first place, how selfish of her is it to dream, right?

Even so, she cant help it. And on one fateful day she finally had enough. Promised to a prince… She knew it was going to happen eventually, but honestly it still didnt feel real. It was cruel, she thought. But even with her mind reeling with countless thoughts, words she wanted to scream out— she swallowed it all and responded with a nod.

Only to later cry out to the sky, to the stars. Her only friends, and she wished. Wished on a shooting star— so close, yet so far. Much like her own freedom.

…Who would’ve known that when she woke up, she’d be in the world that shes desired to go to for so very long?

For once, she finally felt as if she belonged. She found somewhere she could finally be herself, without the crushing weight of expectations, and responsibilities.

And for the very first time in her life, she finally experienced what it was like to live.

And she felt like she belonged. How free she felt, finally able to be herself without hesitation.

Impulsive because she can finally do whatever she wants, brave and reckless because she can finally prove herself to be stronger than anyone thought she was, outspoken and chatty because she can finally speak for herself, and a little childish because she was never allowed to be one.

Free, because she was never so free before.

Even if its temporary… Even though she knows she’ll have to go “home” eventually… Maybe, just this once, she can let herself be selfish?

Until then, maybe she can still help others gain their “freedom”, even if she cant have hers.

To be kind despite everything, despite all the harsh words and the pressures of society you never asked for, that they cruelly laid upon your shoulders. To be forgiving even though for you there was no room for forgiveness from others when you made even the smallest of mistakes. To remain so full of love for others even when their eyes are filled with disdain for you…

…You’re so very strong, aren’t you, Kyra?

‧₊˚ ⋅.𖥔 ˖ There are more details i’d love to add, but eh good enough AHAHAHA

Side notes and lil’ details!!!:

Since she was just freshly sent into NRC, during the Prologue and Book 1 she still acts somewhat like she did before being sent to Twisted Wonderland out of habit (think of Cinderella or Snow White, softspoken and elegant,). It was only around Book 2 where she finally began to let her personality shine and MAN that was total whiplash for everyone else LMAOO

I’d like to mention that in the “canon” storyline Kyra never actually mentions her being royalty. She doesn’t see it as something important enough to ever mention, and shes somewhat worried that people might start treating her like they did back then if she does tell them.

(Also, she just doesnt want to admit how “lame” her life was before.)

^^ this is actually rlly funny bcs theres a running gag where whenever someone mentions how much she acts like a fairytale princess, she just has to brush it off and be like “hahahaa.. haa.. yeaahh…”

Initially, Kyra disliked Ariston (Prince Charming Oc) because he reminded her of the prince she was supposed to be married to.

Kyra developed her affinity to animals because she wasnt really allowed to talk to anyone her age, so she spoke to the birds and forest critters whenever she could.

Because of her limited socialization, Kyra took some of her personality traits and mannerisms from the character’s she’d read in her books or watched in movies!!

Kyra literally only ever reads fairytales and fantasy books and nothing else. Nothing else can keep her attention. Its like ipad kids and those dancing fruits and vegtables.

Her backstory is inspired from several Disney songs, such as: When Will My Life Begin?, Belle (Reprise), Like Other Girls, A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes and Speechless

I only recently decided her backstory because im indecisive!!!

I wanted to make her Filipino actually so i can self project but uhhh i kind of have to make a fictional kingdom now for this to fit no guys she has filipino blood TRUST!!!

Kyra’s favorite food being burgers is just a funny lil detail to me bcs she definetly only tried one after being sent to NRC (again, strict dad, strict diet..) and she absolutely lost it and started rambling abt how good it is and everyone else just looked at her weird bcs… its just a burger girl calm down…

She actually thought Ramshackle was so cool. Like.. woah!! Just like my books!!! No way!!!!!!!

Floyd helps her be herself more. He doesn’t know it, but he really does help her in more ways than he realizes. ♡

She was close to the royal tailor who also enjoyed her company and was one of the only people to indulge her love of fairytales and ridiculous dreams.

She has HEAVY “bird in a birdcage” symbolism.

She definetly can act more proper n’ all that, but she just doesn’t want to LMAO, shes actually somewhat similar to Toph Beifong now rhat i think abt it oops

Yeah i just wanted to go full disney princess for her ngl… the idea of an impulsive adrenaline junkie with an army of forest critters with the purpose of chaos is just too funny to me to not do it

Shes supposed to come off as a “perfect pink princess” at first when people meet her, has a resting smiling face and a soft voice too so her actual personality sometimes freaks people out LMAOO shes a FREAK!!!

‧₊˚ ⋅.𖥔 ˖ ermm okay ya i cant think of anything else !! That was alot ngl sorry HWHEHEAHA YAP SESSION OVER !!! Kyra i loev u i swea r..

[geekyxalimo]

I FORGOT TO POST THIS SILLY DRAWING OF MY ROBLOX AVATAR!!! (*_*)

IT MAY LOOK FUNKY AS SHIT BC I’M NOT GOOD WITH DRAWING BODIES AND I DIDNT USE A REFERENCE😭

I WILL PROBABLY REDESIGN HER BC SHE ISNT MATCHING THE MAD INSANE SCIENTIST IDEA THAT I HAVE OF HER, ALSO SHE NEEDS MORE BEEF, MUSCLE AND STUFF CUZ ITS JUST A WIDE RIBCAGE RIGHT NOW😔

[i-need-to-get-a-life3]

hellur 😊

ar hey! Helluuuur wifeyyy😋🫶🏾🫶🏾

[shuniverse]

day fourteen ;; rantaro amami

rantaro so enjoyed getting to spoil you during pride- and this time was no different.

he’d scoured all over the place, trying to find the pitch perfect gift for you. until, of course, he found the perfect gift.

the best you could ever ask for.

and as you stood in your living room, your hands covering your mouth, your eyes filled with tears, you gazed at your loving boyfriend.

who was knelt on the ground, on one knee, holding the most gorgeous ring you had ever seen.

it was diamond, and big, but not in a dramatic way. taro never really was one for dramatics.

but the soft and warm smile on his face was breathtaking, and you shifted your gaze back to the ring.

the metal was a beautiful cool-toned silver, and surrounding and circling around the gorgeous diamond where small little silver wires that formed a heart; three individual ones, one a deep royal blue, one a velvety purple, and the other a warm flamingo pink.

it was beautiful, and so so much more than you could’ve possibly asked for.

��oh my gosh-“

before you could finish, he paused, standing up and nearly guiding the ring to your finger, before looking at you with a look that could sweep any lady within a 10 mile radius of their feet.

“darling,” he started, placing a gentle kiss on your left ring finger, “let me make you feel loved, for more than just this month, let me celebrate you for years to come, through every pride month, every holiday, every birthday. let me become the husband you’ve always wanted. will you marry me, and make me the most lucky guy on earth?”

and how on earth could you refuse?

;;-;;

sorry this one was kinda short 💀

I enjoyed writing it tho! hopefully u did too :)

hope u enjoyed day fourteen!

stay safe lovelies 🫶

- alice <3

[saetoshis]

moments of the new eps i literally had to pause and recollect my thoughts

[chiistarri]

tjank god i alr know who im gonma marry

[teddybeartoji]

it’s time for my pre-bed Mickey word spiel 😣

mickeymickey imagine comin home from a long day at work and you go to the bedroom and Satoru’s there’s all prettied up for you, with some soft baby pink makeup and matching lingerie (I couldn’t pick just one they were all so cute so imagine a pretty combo of them all!!)

and he’s just so excited for you to be home, looking so cute and handsome as he grins up at you !! Beckoning you over so that he could kiss you all over in the soft pink lip gloss he’s wearing !!!

“hiii, pretty boyyy! i missed youuuu!!!”

“i just wanted to get dressed up pretty for you, give you some lovin’!”

“shhh, don’t bring up the fact my dick doesn’t fit in the bottoms, we can address that later, tell me about your day while you change into your matching outfit!”

“yes we have to match makeup too!! i practiced all day in the bathroom. at least put the lip gloss on? it’s strawberry flavored !!!”

he literally just wants to get pretty with you and call you all kinds of sweet names because handsome boys deserve to feel pretty too 🥺🥺 !!!

I– AH! AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! WHAT!!!!! THE FUCK!!!!!! LUNAR MY LOVE YOU HAVE. NO IDEA. HOW THIS MADE ME FEEL AND I'M AFRAID THAT I SIMPLY DO NOT HAVE THE VOCABULARY TO EXPLAIN IT EITHER. UDJEKFVFKDBDKFJDKSJDKEJEKWNFKDNGKKDKFKDKGKDKGKKDKCOSNGLWBRKWBGKWKGKWKNGKENFJW

HE WOULD LOOK SO FUCKING GOOD IN ALL OF THESE FUCKING OUTFITS. AND THEN THE MAKEUP?????? HIM PRACTICING IT FOR MEEEEEE????????????? I AM 1000% TAKING THIS ONE VERY PERSONALLY AS YOU CAN TELLMMMMMMMMMMMMM YEAH NO HE WOULD LOVE TO CALL HIS BELOVED A PRETTY BOY WOULDN'T HE? AND HE LOVES IT IF YOU CALL HIM THAT TOO!!!!!!!

pls..... he'd help you put on the outfit and then sit on your lap, applying the lip gloss to your lips before just pressing his mouth to yours bc he caaaaaan't wait. he's so fucking excited to have you under him, he's soooooo excited to make you feel good🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴MMMMMMMM LUNARRRRRR I FUCKING LOVE YOU I'VE THOUGHT ABT THIS EVER SINCE YOU SENT ME IT LIKE I CAN'T GET HIM OUT OF MY HEADDDDDD MY BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL BOY<333333333

[sparklingchim]

Did you have a great time at the concert? Did you make new friends? What was your highlight concert?

i had the time of my life !! i did make friends and we followed each other on ig, but unfortunately they all come from different countries </3 will probably never see them again :(

i think i like the surprise songs section the most bc obv they're different each concert & they're just so special n intimate <3 i got this is me trying as a surprise song!!!! and paper rings & it's time to go!!!! she knows me too well !!! also! the new betty tradition? 🥺 used to be a little betty hater (m saur sorry) but it was so fun!!but in general i liked n2 more bc our seats were a bit better plus i was less anxious and could enjoy the concert more <3