#and since gifts are my love language that’s like a big blow

[touyaismycomfortboy]

♡ Suki's sweetheart.

a/n: i'm rewatching my hero academia, and I got to the dorms episode and rewatched the scene where everyone was sad bc of aizawa's lecture, so he made kaminari use his quirk to make him dumb to make his friends laugh and giving kirishima a gift and dksjgnkdjg I just love sweet bkg so I need to write these headcanons <333

this is only my second fic so let me know if you like it!!! still figuring out my style and such so if u have any requests for stories or recommendations on how to make my posts more aesthetic or just wanna say hi pleaseee do <3

word count: 0.7k

synopsis: headcanons about what bkg would do if he found you sad <3

pairing: katsuki bakugou x gn!reader

genre: pure fluffy comfort

if he walked past your dorm and heard you crying quietly, he wouldn't approach you immediately. he'd walk into his own dorm quickly, go onto tiktok/instagram and go into his folder of saved videos he had for you, and spam your dms with funny/stupid videos he thought you would like.

he doesn't really scroll on his phone like that, but if anyone ever sends him a funny video or he stumbles across one he immediately saves it in his "y/n" folder.

after a couple minutes of spamming you, he'd nonchalantly walk into your room like he didn't see you crying a few minutes ago and crawl into your bed.

he was a man of few words when people around him were sad, never really knowing what words to say. so he just lays next to you with his arms open and lets you nuzzle into his chest while he wraps his big warm arms around you.

if you didn't know, nitroglycerin smells sweet. since he secretes it he smells like sugar/caramel, and it's hard to stay sad when you're cuddling your boyfriend who smells like dessert.

once you stopped crying and it had died down to soft sniffles, he'd grab your waterbottle off your desk and make you drink water, no ifs, ands, or buts. he had to make sure you were taken care of.

he'd wipe the remaining tears off your cheeks and ask if you needed anything, making sure he didn't talk too loud. you were in a very vulnerable state right now, he didn't want to upset you again.

if you were hungry, he'd make you watch the videos he sent you on his phone while he vanished for a few minutes as he went down to the common room kitchen and make you a simple snack, but it still tasted delicious because, well, katsuki is a great chef.

he'd watch you carefully as you ate the snack, seeing if there was any lingering sadness in your face or body language.

he'd ask you if you wanted to talk about it even if he didn't know what he'd say to you, he'd just listen to you if you did talk about it and nod along to your venting.

if it was someone who hurt you, he'd have to resist the urge to leave your room immediately to go blow those extras to smithereens, just sitting there and hugging you instead. having to remind himself that hurting someone else wouldn't make you feel better.

even if it was getting late and you guys had school the next day, he'd refuse to leave your room until he knew for sure you were 100% better. once you finally got him to leave, he would remind you a thousand times to text him if you needed him.

on the off chance that you did message him during the night, he had a special text tone just for your messages that he would wake up to. he'd quickly throw on some sweatpants, not bothering with a shirt as he would quickly (and quietly) walk to your dorm room, open the door and crawl into your bed once more.

on those nights, he wouldn't leave under any circumstances. he'd spend the night with you to make sure he was right there if you needed comfort. if you wanted him to leave, he would leave the bed and not the room. he would rather sleep on the cold hard floor than leave you alone while you're upset.

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PINK SLIPS | CLARISSE LA RUE

pairing: clarisse la rue x female!reader

summary: clarisse keeps her distance following the capture the flag incident.

word count: 1.1k

author's note: happy valentine's day week! here is my gift to you all, part two to shapeshift 💘💘

i. you blew me a kiss in the class that she skips 

Stacy used to never show up for archery practices, but recently, she had taken to accompanying you just to sit nearby and watch.

After the Capture the Flag incident, it seemed as though Stacy was around even more than usual. You liked her, you really did, she was your girlfriend, after all… but you also liked your alone time and space.

Speaking of space, Clarisse was giving you a lot of that lately. It’s not like the two of you were ever that close, but you thought that after she saved you, she would at least acknowledge you here and there.

Instead, Clarisse had been skipping practices and camp activities, so much so that a small pile of pink slips had begun to accumulate on her bedside table. (You heard this from a friend of yours who happened to also be in Ares cabin). 

After hitting the target once again, you looked over to see Stacy blowing you a kiss. You sighed, feeling sorrowful all of a sudden. You must have looked cold, because before you knew it, your girlfriend was running up to you and draping her sweater over your arms. “Here, sweet girl,” she smiled.

You smiled back, admiring the flawless makeup on her face and the way her hair fell perfectly down her back. Stacy’s eyeliner was always colored in the lines, sharp. 

ii. you write me love letters, while she gets pink slips 

For a child of Aphrodite, it was like every day was Valentine’s Day. So when you found a love letter addressed to you on your bed in the middle of July, you didn’t blink twice. Your heart, however, did skip a beat when you read “From your secret admirer…” 

Without hesitation, you ripped the envelope open and your eyes immediately darted to the signature at the bottom. “Xoxo, Stacy.” 

Your body relaxed and the rational part of your brain took over. What were you thinking? Of course, this letter was from your girlfriend, who you liked very much. You had very strong feelings for her. She was wonderful, and perfect, and nothing like–

You wouldn’t even let yourself finish the rest of your thought. That would be entirely unfair to Stacy, who had done nothing but smother you with love and affection since the two of you started going out. 

Okay, maybe smother wasn’t the best word for it. It wasn’t Stacy’s fault that her love language just happened to be grandeur and overbearing displays of affections, right? You should be grateful that at least you had someone. 

In theory, your relationship was all perfect. 

iii. but perfect’s never been my type 

“I don’t see what the big deal is, she’s just a friend!” you exclaimed, trying to explain to your girlfriend that you were going to hang out with another camper. 

“From the Ares cabin!” Stacy rebutted. 

“What does that have to do with anything?” 

“She’s also in that cabin.” You paused, it would appear that you weren’t the only one that had been thinking about Clarisse. 

“Okay, that’s not fair. She saved me one time during Capture the Flag, it didn’t mean anything,” you shook your head, as if to force the memory of Clarisse’s eyes scanning your body out of your mind. 

“Oh, sure. And her suddenly disappearing around camp means nothing too?”

“Are you keeping tabs on her now?” 

“She’s not good for you, Y/N. She would never be as good to you as I am.” Stacy inched closer with every word that came out of her mouth. 

“Are you though? Good to me?” Every thought of Clarisse gave you the confidence to speak your mind. 

Stacy looked hurt, like she had taken a punch to the gut. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re around, like all the time. I’m not saying I don’t like being with you, because I do, but now I can’t even hang out with my friends without you there? I need my space.”

If Stacy knew that there was something more you weren’t letting on, she didn’t show it.

“You want space? Okay, we’re done.” The next second, she was out of your cabin and running toward the forest. 

iv. i’m a sucker for the wicked  

Since the breakup, you had taken to embracing your newly reinstated alone time. Today was unusually warm, so you decided to soak in the sun by the water. After setting up your picnic blanket, now for one, you laid down and opened a book you had been meaning to start for a while. 

You didn’t get very far before a shadow cast itself over the pages, causing you to get up. “Hey, what are you—?” 

“Relax, pretty girl. It’s just me.” Clarisse smiled at you. You immediately sat back down. The two of you settled into quiet. 

You took the opportunity to admire her features. It had only been a few weeks since you were last face-to-face, but something about her had changed. Perhaps it was the way she carried herself, or no– the way her eyes….

“How have you been?” She broke the silence. 

“Uh… good. And you?” 

“Not bad, I heard about the breakup.”

“Oh, thanks.” 

“I didn’t say sorry.” Clarisse grinned, but you could tell she meant it. “I never liked her very much.”

“Really? I couldn’t tell.” 

Now, the two of you were laughing, together for once. You felt light, free, for the first time in months. The slight breeze made Clarisse's curls over her shoulders.

“What are you doing here?” you asked. 

“You want an honest answer?” 

You nodded. You were tired of staring at your ceiling at night and wondering if there was ever anything between the two of you.

“After that Capture the Flag game, I realized that my feelings for you weren’t going away. But I also thought that Stacy wasn’t going away either, so I had to give you your distance. It was more for me, than anyone, I’m sorry if that was selfish.” 

“Clarisse…”

“You don’t have to say you like me back or anything, I know I’m not your type. But I don’t think I can move on without letting you know first–” 

“Clarisse,” you interrupted her. “Stop.” 

She stared at you with her brown eyes and smudged mascara. You don’t think you’ve ever felt like this about Stacy, about anyone. Looking over to your side, you pluck a daisy out of the ground and carefully place it behind Clarisse’s hair. 

“I like you too, tough girl.” 

You make a mental reminder to make fun of her for blushing later, but right now, she looks perfect. You take advantage of her flustering and lean in to connect your lips with hers. 

Clarisse is fairly sure she’s made an eternal enemy out of Aphrodite now, but she couldn’t care less. She just leans in to deepen the kiss, biting at your bottom lip gently.

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The Unknown Heir.

masterlist of the Unknown Heir.

Gojo Satoru x fem! reader.

Synopsis: The reader returns after being gone for two years and leaving her boyfriend, Satoru, without giving him a reason. But now she doesn't come back alone.

Warning: English is not my first language, possible grammatical and spelling mistakes, some plot changes.

The morning of that day began with you waking Ryusei up with a delicious breakfast in bed. "Happy Birthday my beautiful baby!" you told him when he opened his eyes. He gave you a big smile showing his white teeth and jumped towards you, hugging you around the neck. "You don't have to call me that anymore mommy, I'm grown up" he told you. You died of tenderness, but at the same time your heart broke knowing it was true.

You noticed how Ryu's eyes sparkled when he saw his favorite foods on the tray: mochis, pancakes with chocolate syrup, was accompanied with orange juice and chocolate milk. Ryu loved sweet foods, and although you didn't like that he ate so much sweet because it could hurt him, since it was his birthday, of course you left him.

When he finished his breakfast, you helped him get dressed and you both went to the infirmary so that he could stay with Shoko. "Can't you stay with me even today?" he asked you with a sad face. "Sorry love, but I have to go to work. I promise you that tonight we'll have a great time with everyone, yes?" He nodded a little more happily, "And will you give me the gift I asked for?" he asked and luckily, Shoko just opened the door. "Happy birthday to my beautiful nephew!" Ryu's attention drifted to his aunt and soon the two of them were in each other's arms.

You left Ryusei and went to the training ground where Tetsuo, Rumi and Gojo were already there. It was the same as always, the students trained among themselves, while you and Satoru watched them. You two didn't talk as usual, and you didn't look at each other either.

You were sorry for Ryusei, but you still weren't ready to talk to Gojo, let alone tell him the truth.

But, unfortunately for you, time has already given you several opportunities to tell him, which you missed. So fate would see to it that Ryusei got his birthday present.

It was already getting dark. And in one of the rooms, there were Shoko, Rumi, Ijichi, Ryusei, to your surprise there was also Yaga and lastly you. On the table there was a light blue cake with white details and around it many sweet things and on another smaller table, were the gifts that had been brought to Ryusei. While the room was also decorated with light blue and white balloons.

It was a quiet gathering, all of you chatting and laughing. Soon it was time for Ryu to blow out the candle. You lit the candles and soon everyone sang happy birthday to him. You picked up Ryu and he blew out all three candles. You smiled happily and kissed him cheek lovingly. "I love you" you whispered and he kissed you back on the cheek, "I love you more, mommy."

After blowing out the candles, they kept talking and having a nice time all together. Until Ryu yelled excitedly: "let's play hide and seek!". You were about to say no, since they were all big people and you didn't think they wanted to play that game, Ryusei's favorite. But Shoko spoke before: "Let's play". Rumi and Ijichi agreed, the latter a bit intimidated by Ryu, who almost forced him to play. You turned to Yaga thinking that he would say no, but to your surprise, very seriously he said: "I'll play."

"Mom counts!" Ryusei said and ran off, soon the others followed. You didn't give much thought to the fact that your son was out there by himself, so you just closed the loop and started counting.

Ryusei was running through the corridors trying to find a good hiding place. Hide and seek was his favorite game and he hated being found first. He looked at possible places, but none convinced him. In a corner he turned and for not looking well, he ended up colliding with someone.

Ryusei's gaze was on the person's legs since he was very tall. He looked up and saw a man, with hair the same as his and with bandages covering his eyes. "Sorry" Ryusei apologized, but for some reason he didn't leave.

Satoru walked through the halls with his hands in his pockets. He was ready to go to his apartment, where Megumi and Tsumiki were waiting for him. When he suddenly noticed how a small body was approaching he did it quickly and bumped into it.

Gojo couldn't believe his eyes. In front of him was a boy with his same hair color, his same eye color. He was just like him.

Satoru couldn't understand what was happening. Many things were going through his mind. Maybe he was dreaming? no, he was pretty sure he was awake. Perhaps there was some rupture in space-time where his child self and his adult self met? either, everything seemed to be normal. So why the fuck was there a kid exactly like him?

Ryusei couldn't understand what was happening either or really, he couldn't understand what he was feeling. Being in front of that man, he felt a kind of energy shock, it was strange. Ryusei was a little intimidated by the tall man, but at the same time, he was very curious about him.

On the other side were you. You finished counting and went looking for them. You checked every room you came across, but you never found anyone. You'd be lying if you said you weren't excited, you felt like a little girl.

You turned a corner and found yourself with a scene that took away all your emotion and, on the contrary, made your nerves invade you.

Ryusei and Satoru face to face.

Quickly, father and son, turned to see you. You weren't surprised that Satoru noticed your presence so quickly, but you were surprised that Ryu did. "Mom" Ryusei said.

Gojo felt a chill run through him when he heard how the boy identical to him called you mom.

He turned to look back at the child and realized that he didn't seem to be more than three years old, the same number of years since you left. Memories of you throwing up, memories of him noticing how you ate more than usual and how you had frequent emotional swings, washed over him.

And as if his mind were a puzzle and memories were the pieces, he felt everything coming together and fitting together perfectly.

That boy was his son

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the first.

Scenario: you give him the first slice of your birthday cake.

Warnings: female reader, friends to lovers.

Word count: 1012

a/n: English is not my first language.

First of all!! let me educate you about this lovely brazilian tradition!!

on birthdays in Brazil, after singing happy birthday to you, the birthday person must cut the first slice of the cake and choose a person to receive it. The birthday person chooses who they love most among those present, so there is almost always a short speech before the slice is handed over. This tradition is so important that there are families who fight each other for the first slice.

Everything was perfect. The decoration was impeccable, the delicious sweets were placed on the table, the gifts on the bed in your bedroom, and friends and family gathered. And don’t forget about the big, round chocolate cake in the center of the table, adorned with three colored candles. The cake was a gift from your grandmother, she always took good care of you and your two younger siblings. And now, you’re finally turning nineteen!

Johnny walks to you, chewing. You’ve been friends since the first year of high school, you two are inseparable. He says something but you can’t understand the muffled sound, since he’s with his mouth full. “Ew, pig, swallow it before speaking. I can’t understand.” You laugh softly and slap his shoulder, teasing him. He chuckles and nods, swallowing whatever he is chewing. “..Was that one of my cupcakes?” You gasp, but not really bothered. “John, you ain’t supposed to eat that yet!” You playfully scold him and he laughs.

“I’m sorry, princess. I was hungry.” He shrugs, his laugh turning into a chuckle. “Um, I have a gift for you” Johnny clears his throat and gestures to you to follow him. He leads you to your bedroom, walking closer to your bed where all the gifts are displayed. You don't mind him entering your bedroom before you, your house is his already. He picks up a bag and searches for something inside before pulling out his hand, and showing you his middle finger. You laugh at him and shake your head “Idiot, I hate you” You say before he hands you the bag. “I hate you more” He winks and anxiously gestures to you to open it.

You oblige, seeing a small black box inside. You're a bit confused, but knowing John it is probably a prank, the box might be empty or with a message like “sikee”. But when you open the box you see a beautiful, shiny bracelet with a small heart pendant matching the jewelry color (gold or silver, you decide). You’re surprised, you didn’t imagine Johnny buying you something besides food. “What?! Johnny..” You laugh softly, pleased by the gift.

He smiles warmly, watching your reaction, satisfied. “Let me help you.” Johnny steps close to you and gently wraps the bracelet around your wrist, clicking the locks together. His hand slides down, holding your hand delicately as he admires your now-decorated wrist. “Did you like it?” He looks up at you, eyes sparkling with hope and something. “It’s beautiful, John. Thank you, I loved it.” You smile back, hugging your friend, wrapping your arms around his neck. He doesn’t hesitate, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close against him.

It feels so right like it was meant to be this way, in his arms. Feeling his warmth, his scent, his grip. Your heart swells and you sigh content before pulling away. “Let’s return to the party, I’ll blow out the candles soon enough.” You pat his back and lead the way to the living room again. Johnny mingles with the other guests, but his attention is still on you, the birthday princess. Your grandmother approaches you. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” She asks with a warm smile, her eyes disappearing due to her big cheeks. You nod “Yes, big mama.” you chuckle and go behind the table, the cake in front of you. They help you light the candles and turn off the lights.

Then, they start clapping their hands and singing the most famous song in the world. You start zoning out while they sing, thinking about the current moment. Woah, you’re turning nineteen and celebrating with your loved ones. Everything was perfect, everything was just how it was supposed to be. Once the song ends, you lean closer to the cake and think of a wish…

May every day be perfect, the way I deserve.

You blow the three candles, receiving a round of applause. Now is the hardest part: choose who will receive the first slice. You slowly cut one, your eyes switching face to face, mind racing. But, when holding the plastic plate with the slice, you chuckle, noticing how dumb you’re being. Why are you even asking yourself who should you give the slice to when there’s only one who deserves it?

“Well, the first slice goes to someone really… nice, really sweet.” You pause, thinking. “This someone is very important to me, very special. They-” You chuckle, shy “They taught me how to live, you know? How I deserve to be treated and how loved I am. I owe my whole life to them.” You finally look up to meet everyone’s eyes, they’re eager to see who is the lucky one. Your smile brightens as your eyes lock with Johnny’s and you beckon him closer. “Johnny, this is for you.”

He shyly laughs and walks to you, people around applauding. He sets the plate aside and hugs you tightly, swaying side to side in a cute little dance. “You deserve the whole cake, you know that?” You whisper in his ear. “You wouldn’t let me eat the whole thing though” He chuckles and you nod. You lean back to look into his eyes. “You’re quite right, I wouldn’t–” He interrupts you, pressing his lips against yours. After a few seconds, you close your eyes, pressing your lips against his, returning the kiss.

When the kiss ends, he shyly looks into your eyes, feeling everyone’s fixed on you two. He takes a deep breath and whispers. “I… I love you” He strokes your waist with his thumb. “I love you more, John” You don’t take too long to answer, the words leaving your mouth freely. “I love you most.” He smiles brightly and kisses your forehead.

After the party, Johnny stays for the night — nothing unusual. He sits with you on your bed, watching you open and try all of your birthday gifts. But the best gift is there, watching you with the most silly yet smitten smile you have ever seen, and you couldn’t be happier.

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:Ticci Toby:{A Rewrite}

Chapter 7

WARNING:: This story contains EXTREMELY triggering topics such as Domestic/Child/Substance abuse, Death, harsh language, GORE and dissociation triggers. This story mentions mental illnesses and disorders such as Depression, PTSD, ADHD, and Tourette's Syndrome. !!TICS MAY BE TRIGGERING!!

Chapter seven

"Let's go out my window, they won't hear us." Lyra opened her room window that led to the roof and crawled out. Toby followed behind, slipping down the roof a little but eventually they were both able to jump off safely landing on the grass below.

The two siblings started to sprint down the sidewalk, slowly merging to the side of the road. Toby would pass Lyra immediately but the two would both slow down to a steady pace. Toby would fall behind shortly. "Where are we even going?!" Toby would yell, running behind his sister, her ponytail blowing behind her as she kept running, in the lead. Toby was getting out of breath but stayed competitive. "To the abandoned school! It's cool! I wanna show you."

The two kept running, shoes echoing off the old cracked sidewalk that has seen better days. The road was dead and it seemed no one was out at the time. The cold weather pinched at their faces, making their noses red and their faces a little pink.

About midway Toby stopped to catch his breath, bending down to hold his knees, huffing. Lyra stopped, no longer hearing him running.

Toby turned to see the woods, getting a very familiar feeling. He stayed huffing, holding his stomach tightly, he saw a figure…tall as the trees just facing him. It was all black, but definitely unnerving. This time though he felt like he was in danger…not that usual friendly feeling he got from the creature.

His eyes were locked on.

"Toby?" The girl called out. Toby snapped from his daze and looked at her. She was about 15 feet away. "You okay?" Lyra yelled out.

Toby nodded and went back to jogging, passing her who started after him.

He looked back a couple of times.

Lyra wondered why he suddenly went quiet

The two made it to the old school, both huffing to catch their breaths, especially Toby. "Wow, they painted it more since the last time I came here." Lyra hummed out, waking further inside. There was a hole just big enough for them to fit through the boarded door. Graffiti lined the walls on every corner. Almost no negative space was left. "Here!" She tossed Toby a can of spray paint. "Huh? Where did you ge-get this?" he asked, shaking it a little.

"It was laying in the corner over there, some dumb-nuts left'em." She shook her own can and tested it out on the walls. "A gift for us then huh?"

Toby laughed a little, joining her to mark up the walls. She wrote words while he painted his lil symbols, and stick people. That figure didn't leave his mind either. He started to spray paint the tall man, getting the proportions as correctly as he could. He was so concentrated that he didn't notice the girl looming behind him in confused awe. "Who is that, Toby?"

Toby turned quickly and sighed a little. "..A…a friend."

She tilted her head, concerned but played along. She was always worried about her brother. The kid was pretty slow and unique but she loved him anyway. That was one of the traits that made him so lovable. "Oh ahah, a friend? Well tell him I like his tie." She referred to the red tie that Toby painted on. The figure was in a suit.

The wind picked up suddenly. The two had been there for a while, and the sun was starting to set.

The brunette and the blonde girl were sitting against the wall playing with an old toy top they found on the ground. Toby was spinning it, trying to beat Lyra's high score of 30 seconds of pure spinning. His highest was 6..

"Hey, go see if you can find any other little things, I bet I can find one faster than you." Lyra always wanted to play a game out of something. She was a very competitive person. Toby got up quickly. "we'll see then!" He called out.

Toby ran down the hall of the old school, leaving the section they were in and entered a whole new one. His shoes echoed down the halls.

Toby really stopped to take a look at all of the halls. They were all painted on and just destroyed. People wrote satanic symbols, numbers. Some were confession letters and secrets.

'I wonder who Doug is.'  Toby thought to himself as he stood in front of a giant wall that had 'I really hate Doug' spray painted on it.

Toby finally caught the eye of a pile of boxes and bags. Bingo! "There has to be something in here!" He thought out loud as he ran over and started to dig through. There were a bunch of burned up books and papers. Toby dug deeper and eventually felt metal against his gloved hand. He pulled it out, a lighter?

He flicked it on and the flame bursted up, lighting his eyes and half of the semi-dark room up. "woaahh.."

"HEY!" A man's voice yelled out.

"What are you doing with my stuff you little twat!"

Toby looked behind him quickly and immediately scurried out of the room, taking the lighter with him.

The older boy chased him, grabbing at the boy's arm and successfully pulled Toby back violently.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Toby screamed out, kicking the other male in the shin, slipping away again and running as fast as he could.

He ran into his sister, nearly knocking them down. She huffed out and held him. Toby was practically hugging her. Lyra was in shock but saw the other guy approaching them fast. "Don't hurt my brother you asshole!" She yelled out, baring her teeth angrily.

"Oh, you're a cute one aren't ya~" The older boy cooed out.

Lyra groaned in an annoyed way and sprayed the guy in the face with spray paint. He screamed and grabbed his face, it getting into his eyes. Lyra took her brother's arm and started to run.

Toby had shoved the lighter into his pocket in the process. "Haha bozo!" Toby laughed out, being tugged away once more around the corner.

Despite that encounter, that was the most fun the two have had in a while.

After the two got home and got showers, they stayed up most of the night in Lyra's room, either reading funny stories from a book of jokes, or making a fort out of all of her blankets. It was the weekend so they didn't have to worry about school or work. Toby fell asleep on the floor in the pile of pillows and blankets. That day was really eventful. The tall man even paid him a visit in his sleep.

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[roseofdarknessblog]

Birthday tea (Levi Ackerman x Reader)

Word count: 2 217

Disclaimer: english is not my first language, I apologize in advance for any mistakes

A/N: Thank you so much for the sweet request @violet-fluff I hope you'll like what I came up with! ❤️❤️❤️

Summary: On the day of Levi's birthday, you decide to get him a little gift.

Birthday tea

It almost seemed that the whole town was turned upside down thanks to all the planning for the end-of-the-year festival. People of Trost forgot about the man-eating threat looming outside the Walls, as they were all decorating their homes and the streets as well. Wherever you walked, you saw some kind of decorations – homemade wreaths or garlands decorated in many different ways, or colorful lanterns hanging in the streets above your head. Some of them held specific wishes the people wrote on them with black paint.

The weather truly didn't fail to remind you, that it was winter. The harsh wind was blowing big chunks of snow right into your face, as you were making your way back to the Survey Corps HQ on the back of your horse. People around you truly seemed happy. Liberated, that there was something nice to celebrate. Kids were running outside and playing in the snow, all bundled up in their warmest clothes.

The sky was getting darker by the minute, as another cold evening was fast approaching. You truly didn't envy the soldier who would be out on night patrol in the streets or on top of the Walls. You were more than happy when you finally left your horse in the stable with a delicious treat and walked into the warm HQ building.

„Hey, where have you been in this horrible weather?“ Hange asked you as soon as you arrived and took off your hood, shaking the snow from it.

„Needed to take care of something important,“ you said with a smile, your nose and cheeks red from the cold. It really was way too cold to just wander around. „Did you see Captain Levi?“

They shook their head. „Not since morning. He, Erwin, and Miche went out to take care of something. I'm not sure if they came back yet, probably not.“

„Oh...“

„Why? Did you need something from him?“ Hange asked while they were flipping through a notebook in their hand. From the other end of the hall, you could see Moblit approaching, carrying big rolls of paper. Probably plans for another experiment.

„No, no. Nothing important,“ you said and looked to the ground for a second. „Guess I'll go warm up in the shower a little, my whole body feels like a block of ice.“ You shoved your hands into your pockets, shivering slightly even despite the warm air in the hallway. Right there, in your right pocket, was the item you needed to retreat even in this weather – a tin box filled with the finest tea you were able to find.

Back when you were a child, you grew up in the countryside near Wall Sina. One of your neighbors was a very successful farmer, whose specialty was planting and growing different kinds of tea leaves. The man with his wife were very friendly and since they weren't blessed with their own kids, they loved it when you or other kids from the village came over to visit them. Even now, you sometimes rode out to visit them, when you went to see your own parents.

After you exchanged a couple more words with Hange and Moblit as well, you headed into your room, right into the hot shower. In there, you took your sweet time, enjoying the tingling sensation on your skin as the water was warming it up.

Since there were no expeditions planned in this weather, the overall atmosphere amongst the Scouts was much more relaxed. During dinner, you had a nice chat and laughed with your friends. At moments like this, you were truly happy that you joined the Scouts. You found many amazing people here and could only pray, that they will stay alive as long as you, or even longer.

The rest of your evening was spent in your little room, cuddled up under the warmest blanket with a good book in your hands. Slowly, your eyes were starting to close, but you were determined to stay awake. Since you didn't see Captain Levi during dinner and didn't have the chance to talk to him, you wanted to wait and see, if you could find him in his office a little later on.

The tin box with tea was lying on your nightstand, decorated with a dark green ribbon, you got on your way back to the HQ as well. It was almost midnight, when you gathered the courage and the rest of your energy, to walk down the dark halls, that led you to Captain Levi's office. 

It was still the 25th of December, so you were on time.

When you knocked for the first time, nobody answered. It seemed, that the Captain still wasn't back. But when you tried for the second time, just to be sure, you heard a quiet voice from the other side of the door.„What the hell do you want this time of the day?“ he asked even before you opened the door.

„Good evening, Captain. I know it's late but I have something that couldn't wait until the morning,“ you said, stopping at the open door. Only when Levi looked up at you from his desk and nodded ever so slightly, you dared to come inside. „I was trying to reach you earlier, but couldn't find you. Guess you had something important to take care of.“

„None of your business where I was,“ he stated in a cold and somewhat tired tone. „Why were you looking for me?“

„Yes, right...“ Feeling a little hesitant, you walked up to his desk, which was completely full of paperwork. Taking one last deep breath, you put the tin box with the green ribbon right in front of him. „Happy Birthday.“

Levi looked up at you, then back to the gift you just gave him. It was more than obvious, that he wasn't sure what to say or do.

„I got it right, didn't I? It is your birthday today... right?“ you asked a little worried. Seeing his expression, you suddenly thought you made an absolute fool out of yourself in front of a man you were crushing on for the past year.

„Yes, you got it right,“ Levi said way too quietly.

You smiled and sat down on one of the two chairs in front of his desk. That probably surprised him even more than your gift. He probably didn't have other cadets over for a late-night visit often.

„My former neighbors by Wall Sina always used to grow different kinds of tea. So I paid them a quick visit and got you a little gift.“ You smiled at him warmly, watching the tips of his fingers play with the edge of the ribbon.

A heavy silence fell over the Captain's office because none of you knew what to say next. While you were waiting for his reaction, Levi kept staring at the tin box. The longer he stayed quiet, the more uneasy you were starting to feel.

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Maybe you crossed a line by trying to do something you considered nice and thoughtful.

„How do you know it's my birthday?“ Levi finally spoke, looking up at you again. The dim light in his office made the dark circles under his eyes stand out. But that didn't make him look any less handsome, not in your eyes at least.

„You see, I'm not sure. I heard someone mention it a while back,“ you uttered with a little teasing grin.

„Sure.“

One of your best friends worked as a nurse in the infirmary and since she was the type of person, who knows everything about everyone, she had no trouble finding out for you.

Knowing such a thing felt exciting. At least until now. But as you were sitting here at that moment, it suddenly didn't seem like a good idea at all. Maybe you really did cross a line and made him angry. Knowing Levi, he didn't seem like the type of person, who would like to celebrate anything, let alone his birthday.

„I'm really sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, Captain. All I wanted, was to... do something nice for you.“ A shy smile appeared on your face, as you stood up once again, determined not to give up. „Would you like to try it? I can make you a cup, it seems like you have a long and busy night ahead of you.“

Before Levi said anything, you grabbed the box of tea and hurried down the hall to the kitchen, to make a cup for you both. In a couple of minutes, you came back with two steaming hot cups of incredibly smelling tea.

„Here you go, Captain. Hope you'll like it,“ you said and put down the cup in front of him with a smile. „This kind of tea is very rare and unique. It's called yellow tea,“ you explained, while you sat back down and looked into your cup. „It's so rare, that some people try to sell green tea on the market for a lot of money, pretending it's true yellow tea.“

When you looked back up, you found Levi listening to you intently, his features seemingly more relaxed now. „I've heard of it before, but never got the chance to try it,“ he finally said, taking the cup in his hands to smell the soft fruity and floral scent. „The making process is supposed to be pretty difficult.“

„Yeah, it's pretty labor-intensive, time-consuming, and overally a very delicate process. Or at least that's what my neighbor told me. If you'd like, I can take you to their house and you can talk to them about everything that's tea-related,“ you chuckled, happily observing him while he took the first sip. The rich yellow liquid had a pretty vibrant taste – sweet and nutty, a truly delicious combination. „What do you think? Do you like it?“

He nodded without a word, taking another sip almost immediately. Seeing him like this, you smiled with satisfaction. Taking the warm mug into your hands, you rested your back on the wooden chair.

„It's different from the kinds I've tried so far.“

„In a good way?“

„Mhm.“ He took another sip, his furrowed eyebrows finally relaxing. „Where did your neighbors learn how to grow such high-quality tea?“

You shrugged, taking a sip yourself. As you looked out the window behind Levi, you could see a lot of tiny little snowflakes drift through the air in the darkness of the night.

„They've been experimenting with different kinds of teas since I can remember. And even before I was born, actually.“ Seeing him so interested in a topic was quite strange. On the other hand, it made you happy. In the end, you probably managed to make his birthday at least a little bit interesting. Even if it was just a couple of minutes before his special day would come to an end. „Like I said, if you'd like, I can introduce you to them, Captain. I think they would be honored to have such a special visitor. Not to mention someone, who shares the same passion for tea as they do.“

Levi nodded, resting his back on his chair and visibly relaxing his tensed-up shoulders. Seeing him in a state like this was so rare, you couldn't even believe your own eyes for a second. Did you really achieve this? Was he feeling so at ease thanks to you and your crazy little idea?

Dreaming about being something more to him than just a subordinate was probably pointless. In a world like this and mainly in the Survey Corps love never really had its place. It wasn't a priority.

But a little daydreaming never hurt anyone, right?

„Thank you,“ Levi said after a moment, loud enough for you to hear him and take note of the calm tone of his voice. „What do I owe you?“

You furrowed your brows in confusion. „Nothing, it's a gift. I don't expect anything in return.“

„You did pay them for the tea, right?“ You nodded. Even if your neighbors tried to give it to you for free, you refused and insisted on paying them the full price for all their hard work.

„I did, but I don't want anything for it. I got it for you because... I simply wanted to.“

„I'm not used to things like that. Getting gifts or even celebrating in any way,“ he said, looking away for a couple of seconds before his eyes wandered back to your face. You weren't sure, but it almost seemed like the corners of his mouth were curved upwards ever so slightly.

„Well, it's never too late to start.“

Levi's light blue-grey eyes were watching you carefully, while he kept sipping the tea. You gave him a warm smile, that only supported your words. Getting him this present wasn't because you wanted or expected anything in return. All you wanted, was to make his special day a little better. Brighter and happier.

And by the looks on his face, you achieved just that. During the next hour or so, you and Captain Levi talked about the tea your neighbors were growing, and just before you wished him goodnight and went to bed, he agreed to go visit them with you during spring.

[curi0us-gh0st]

hey hey hey leeee, my lovely friend, can i request a hcs for ok-joo as your girlfriend?

Bad (Jang Ok-joo)

pairings: Jang Ok-joo x fem!reader.

word count: 0.8 k

genre: fluffy.

summary: you are the sea, the day and the sunrise to her.

warnings: none, just cuteness. [no review]

a/n: my lovely little friend, all for your happiness lolol 🎀

• Let's say you guys met through Minhee at one of her ballet performances, you talked so much about how proud you were of Minhee which made Okjoo laugh while watching your drama!

• Since then, some of your dates are with Minhee (she's Steve 😭🤏🏻), if it weren't for her, you would still be talking nonstop while Okjoo would look on with shining eyes.

• Anyway, as a girlfriend, Okjoo is the best girlfriend in the world, definitely.

• You are like the golden retriever and the black cat, you would look like a child full of energy after eating sweets while she would be the mother who would watch you with pride.

• Definitely no one can ruin your (and Minhee's) happiness, so, well, you know...

• Did someone bump into you? She will make him apologize. Did someone take the plushie you were fighting for? She negotiates, not caring about the price. Did someone mess with you while you were hanging out? Uh-oh, he's going to have a big problem to solve.

• Over protective!

• For her, you are a rare jewel that cannot be harmed, she will take care of you at all costs, it doesn't matter, she will take care of the smallest details.

• It's so funny how different she is talking to others and talking to you; With others, her voice would be a little thick to be intimidating but not too much, just nodding, her face expressionless, while with you, her eyes are shining with admiration and love, there is always a small smile on her lips, she laughs at your stupid jokes and when you act like a curious child!

• Did you like some of the nonsense she bought? Get ready, any opportunity she will bring just to see you smiling brightly.

• Have you commented on anything you like, like skating? Well, in winter, or any date, she will rent a skating rink just for you to skate like those romantic movies.

• In one of her daydreams, were you wishing for something? Boom! She will give it to you wrapped in gift paper at your next meeting.

• Her dates always end with you full of bags with gifts and her taking you to walk by the sea (Minhee just said you shouldn't make out there lolol).

• The walks by the sea, a comfortable silence surrounding you, the view of the sky in shades of orange and dark blue, while listening to the waves hitting the sand, easing all stress and bringing comfort to you, the beach has become your favorite place. you.

• If you had insomnia, you would definitely put on your coats and go to the beach to watch the sunrise!

• Lots of random kisses, you would be talking about something and you would be excited, she would kiss your lips or forehead; Kisses when leaving and entering the house, kisses before going to sleep and when waking up, kisses on the cheek whenever you take photos.

• When you go out, she loves to intertwine your hands while you walk, while you are in front of each other in the restaurant, while you are pulling her to dip her feet in the cold sea water.

• About hugs, she loves to wrap her arms around your shoulders, you snuggled into her chest, listening to your heartbeat speed up as she holds you in her arms, you're just a little smaller than her.

• Your love language is definitely: Quality time, acts of service and physical touch.

• Minhee definitely feels proud to be your cupid lolol

• She will never forget your commemorative date, you might, but will she? The clock has struck midnight, she will have a simple gift and a statement prepared just to make you move.

• She would definitely create a playlist just to think about you while she has headphones on or alone.

• Motorbike rides during the early hours of the morning, just to feel the wind blowing on their little bodies while you're clinging to it.

• If you were a friend of Minhee's who danced ballet, she would be in the front row watching the performance, and at the end, she would bring both of you a bouquet of flowers.

• Don't you live together or are you busy? Put your cell phone on silent, she will send you a message every five minutes asking if you are okay, if you ate, what you are doing and when you can meet again.

• Are you sleeping together? You are the smallest thigh, she will hug your waist and put her head in your hair to smell you or your neck.

• When your relationship is advanced, she will make jokes just to see you with puffy cheeks because you are angry, she will have a provocative smile while ruffling your hair or squeezing your cheeks just to tell you that there is no need to be angry.

How could my day be bad When I'm with you? You're the only one Who makes me laugh So how can my day be bad? It's a day for you Oh, baby

bad - wave to earth.

[dozing-composing]

Ur single handedly keeping the venture bro fanfics alive and honestly I love you for that thank you for all you do ❤️❤️🫡🫡

😭😭😭 I Literally Love Y'all So Much! You Guys Keep Me Going. Every Time I Log On, My Inbox Is Full And My Posts Are Blowing Up. And, We Hit Over 50 Followers! I Did Not Think I'd Get This Far, Much Less With My Previous Milestone Of Over 20. So As A Thank You, I'm Going to Gift Y'all A Little Holiday Special Featuring Our Favorite Henchman. I Hope You All Enjoy, And Of Course... Happy Holidays!

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ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ɪꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ɢɪꜰᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ

ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇᴄᴏʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ

ᴏʜ, ꜱᴏ ɢʟɪᴛᴛᴇʀʏ

Warnings: Vulgar Language, Possibly OOC It's Christmas, and your boyfriend is nervous to give you a gift of a lifetime. ☆GN!Reader

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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house A few creatures were stirring, each person arouse The mansion was decorated with garland and tinsel, In hopes that the air was more merry and blissful

...

It came as a surprise when The Mighty Monarch was hosting a Christmas party, albeit a small one consisting of himself, his wife, Gary, and one special soon-to-be guest: you. The whole house was furnished in Christmas decorations, making the place look jolly and bright. Everyone was surrounded by bells, wreaths, ornaments, and more. It was actually Sheila's idea to throw such a festivity. "To bring us closer together," was her reasoning. "And to give us a damn break from all Guild operatives." Still, everyone agreed and took this minute to breathe. All except for Gary, who was stressing beyond something mad. See, he had plans for this one particular person. Someone he's loved since that faithful day they met. He still has that coffee cup sleeve from the first date you both went on. A couple of days before the party (or rather, a small get-together), he had been looking for advice from his boss. Which became a lesson learned to not ask him. "But what if (Y/N) doesn't like it?" "THEN YOU MAKE THEM LIKE IT-" And then he gave the infamous "I'm The Mighty Monarch" speech, ranting that if it were up to him, you would faint on the spot because it was from him. Gary walked out in the middle of it. He then went to ask Sheila, who told him something that really seemed to help. "Listen, Gary. The only reason (Y/N) won't love your gift is if they don't love you." This really stuck with him. And she was right. But, there was still one other thing... What will you say?

...

There was no reason to get nestled and snug in their beds, While thoughts of cheeriness danced in their heads The Monarch in his cloak and Gary in his sweater, Were trying to keep calm and get things together

...

Seconds ticked by, and you had yet to show up. Minutes turned to hours. The night nearly escaped from them. But The Monarch wouldn't allow it. Being fed up by waiting and waiting, he slammed his fists down and arose from his seat. "Fuck this! I'm not going to sit around anymore and wait for someone for this stupid 'party' that isn't even a party to begin with!" He throws his hands up and waves them around as he exits the room. Sheila gets up to follow him. "Sweetie, it's also a big night for Gary. You don't want to support your best and only henchman?!" Her voice fades out as she leaves to catch up to him. Gary sat at the kitchen table, alone with his thoughts once more. The snacks that were laid out appeared to have gone to waste. He sighs and rests his face on his hand. A million thoughts passes through his mind. Maybe you're not ready yet. Maybe you got caught in traffic. Maybe you got caught in the snow. But if that was the case, wouldn't you give him a call? Wouldn't you be letting him know what's making you so late? Maybe this was a huge mistake... No! Despite his frustration, he fights to stay positive. You're just running late. No way would you ditch him. You would jump at the chance to spend time with him. Especially now during the holidays. He just had to give you more time.

...

When out on the street there arose such a clatter, He sprang from his seat to see what was the matter Away to the window he flew like a flash, Threw open the curtains and saw what caused the clash ...

Being so deep in thought caused more time to pass by. Each agonizing thought made the seconds etch by quicker. He was about to give up and call it a night, when all of a sudden... SCREECH! It was a short, but loud sound. A staccato of car tires stopping. Then came the sound of a car door closing. He jumped up and ran to the window. Instantly, he ripped away the curtains to see if it was you. And sure enough, it was! His eyes lit up as he released the curtains and dashed to the door. You couldn't even lift a hand to knock before Gary had swung it open. "(Y/N)!" He reaches out and pulls you in for a great bear hug. You smile, feeling the warmth radiating off him. It fades a little when he pulls away as quick as he pulled you in. "I was starting to think you gave up on us!" You look down in shame. "I.. tried to call but the reception out here is shoddy. I got lost and couldn't get ahold of you," you explain. You look up to see Gary's eyes full of understanding. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean for this to happen." You awkwardly clench at your coat sleeves. "Hey, hey. It's okay! Look-" He eases your hands in his. "I'm glad you made it," his eyes reflected the light outside. It made your heart melt. That's probably your favorite part of him. The way they always seem to reflect the light. Even in darkness, they'll never lose their glimmer. "Come on, it's freezing out here!" He leads you inside and takes your coat. Already, you feel out of place. This is the first time you've ever come out here, and to finally see this gorgeous mansion on the inside made you feel small. "It's beautiful," you whisper. "How come I've never visited you out here?" You turn to him. He shrugs, then rubs the back of his neck. "It's complicated." With that, he takes you and shows you around. Each room is more breathtaking than the last. And thankfully, you're distracted enough to not see how fidgety Gary was getting. Or so he thought. When he led you out to the balcony is when you caught on to his nervousness.

... The moon on the breast of new-fallen snow, Gave the luster of mid-day to to objects below When what to your wondering eyes appear, You boyfriend all shaken and taken by fear ...

"...Are you oka-" "GREAT! I'm great. Are you cold? I should have brought your coat back. I should probab-" "Calm down, Gary. I'm fine," you gently grab his hand. Your turn to lead. You take him to the railing. Letting his hand go, you lean over and look out. He does the same. Snow covers the ground, everything blanketed in white. The sky is surprisingly clear for it to be in the city. You take a glance back at Gary to see he's white-knuckling the rail. Everything about him is suddenly tense. You place a hand on one of his, accidentally startling him. You look at him worriedly. "Gary, something's clearly bothering you. What's the matter?" ... With his brain working overtime and thoughts flying quick, He knew in a moment that this must be it More rapid than eagles this time surely had came, Now here he stood, gift in hand, and asked you by name ...

He takes in a deep breath, then clasps onto your shoulders. "I love you. You know that right?" You cock an eyebrow. "Of course! Why would you ask something like thi-" "Because I love you so much," he starts. "I love the way you smile at the little things. I love that you laugh at anything and everything. You're so sweet, and you're quick to help out whenever you can," his grip on you loosens more after each word falls out his mouth. "Y-you are like, the highlight of my life. You helped me through a lot," his hands travel down your arms to lock with your hands. "We even fought tooth and nail to be with each other." You laugh at the thought. But when you found out he had to move to New York, your heart broke. So you did all you could to maintain a long distance relationship. And you eventually saved up enough to move there, even if you lived in a small apartment. "And most importantly, you loved me for who I was. E-even before my transformation." Your eyes begin to water as you give a slight giggle. You remember the way he first looked, but you didn't care. You loved him for him. His geekiness only added to his attractiveness. "And for the past few years, we've gotten to know each other so well that..." He gets down on one knee. "I wanted to give, er... Ask something special of you," he pulls out a velvet box from his pocket. His heart begins to race. Your hands fly to your mouth and your eyes grow to the size of dinner plates. Your heartbeat matches his. "(Y/N)," he lifts the top of the box to reveal a stunning, sparkling ring. "Will you-" "Yes!" You throw yourself on him and wrap your arms around his neck, almost knocking him over. You both burst into tears. After having a little happy cry fest, you both got up. He then slid the ring on your finger. You both share a much-loving kiss under the stars. The hardest part is over, he thought. ...

They spoke not a word, but went straight to surprise, And opened the balcony door to see their prize And they were happy seeing the two side by side, And were excited to see that you had not denied ...

You both were about to head back inside to warm up, but you were met with the other power couple. "Congratulations!" Dr. Mrs. The monarch walked up to give you a hug. "Now let me see that rock," she lifts your hand up to inspect your ring. All while you two banter, The Monarch shares a few words with his loyal henchman. "I knew you had it in you, you dog!" They exchange their secret handshake, to which makes Mrs. Monarch give them a disappointing look. Everyone starts to head back inside. Everyone except for you. Gary sees you stalling and goes over to see what you were waiting for. "You okay?" It took a moment for you to register that he had said something. "Yeah, I just... had to collect myself," you grasp at your heart. And then there's a small pause. "I'm going to marry the love of my life!" You flap your hands and bounce on your tippy toes. You are just exploding with pure happiness. "Me too!" You share another kiss, holding each other's faces. Then he draws back and rests his forehead against yours. "I guess this means I'm not your boyfriend anymore," he chuckles. "Gary, you're such a dork." "Yeah, but I'm your dork," he boops your nose. After that, you go in to finally party. Thankfully, there was a bottle of champagne that was saved for special occasions such as this. Everyone had their glasses full, and everyone commemorated the newly engaged. "Merry Christmas, my dear," you kiss Gary's cheek. The other two "aww" to this display off affection. Your fiancé's face turns almost as red as the bows arranged on the wreaths. The rest of the night is spent with joy and laughter. You're very excited to be joining the family. ...

Everyone sprang to the inside to celebrate this new chapter, And away they all honor you joining hereafter And there they make a toast, all doused in Christmas light "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!" ...

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Again, Thank You All So Much For All The Attention You Give Me. I Cannot Thank You Enough. Much Love To Everyone This Holiday Season! You're All The Best Gift I Could Ever Ask For!

[alvfr]

can i ask how long have you been writing? it blows my mind how good it is. you are very gifted and we’re all so lucky to get to read your works for free and i really hope you publish something big one day

also do you have any tips for new writers? i’ve been writing intermittently for some time but i still find it so hard not to compare myself and get bummed out or discouraged when there’s writing like yours out there 💔

Ps: I’m loving all the snippets of everything you’ve posted. keep up!

Oh, probably forever? I mean, I was making up stories before I could write and made small books by hand before I could type and I remember using my grandfather's clunky old laptop to painstakingly write my first "real" stories after I started school.

I started writing in English when I was probably 12-13 years old though and I'm 30 now so it's been a while. I posted some stuff on Quizilla back in the day (which oddly wasn't fanfic, but original stories), and I posted my first story on FFN when I was around 20 years old I think?

I go through periods of time where I write a lot and then I don't write at all for a while, mostly because real life gets in the way or something drains my creative energy. Like I couldn't write more than one sentence at a time the first year after I had my baby. Not because I didn't have time, but because the baby took all my focus and I did not have anything leftover to be creative.

Anyway, I think my best tip for new writers is just to write a lot. Like allow yourself to practice, to be bad, to experiment, to learn - just like you would any other hobby, you know? I have posted more than 1 million words on AO3, but I probably have more than twice that much that I'm never going to post that's just collecting dust in my dropbox. And that's fine! It's just practice!

Right now, I'm trying to re-learn how to write in my own language again (Norwegian) because it sounds awkward and weird to my ears and that is probably because I haven't written in Norwegian since I left high school - I need to practice.

Also, be careful comparing your first draft with someone else's finished product. I don't spend too much time editing my fanfics (because it takes the fun out of it and I never make progress), but even I re-read my writing a few times and change phrasings here and there to make it flow better. I personally like to read everything out loud (making funny voices during dialogue) to catch if it flows how I want it to flow.

Another tip is to read a lot. Preferably published books, but fanfiction too. I'm a bit weird here because I can't read fanfiction for the fandom I'm writing for and that is just because I know I will start to compare myself to others and be discouraged, just like you mentioned. Both when it comes to writing style and level of engagement. I mean, some fics have 1000s of notes or kudos/comments and I start wondering how bad my writing is because it doesn't get the same response. At one point, I almost wished someone would post a bad review of my story because it would have felt better than the complete radio silence I received. Truth is, I think engagement is mostly related to coincidence. Summaries, tags and format matters, of course, but after that it's just down to luck. If you're lucky, your story will find its readers and if you're especially lucky, those readers will let you know that they liked it :)

I'm wary of reading nothing but fanfiction though because we fanfic writers tend to get influenced by each other and use a lot of the same expressions, I think. There's a reason I never have characters smirk, chuckle or hum anymore because I'm still traumatized by how much I used that when I started writing. It's bad enough with how much eyebrow quirking and raising I manage to add in a single story. Also when it comes to characterizations, I try to stay true to the source material, but it's easy to mistake fanon for canon when you read too much of the same stuff.

Sorry, this got super long. I'm just sorry to hear that you're discouraged, especially because I am the exact same way when it comes to comparing myself to others. We are our own worst critics, but I highly encourage you to keep writing! I cringe when I look back at my first stories, but I would never have improved if I hadn't written those stories in the first place :)

[simpforchuchu]

Hey again! What if fujio, tsukasa, shoji, and sachio decide to take reader on her dream date for her birthday or something like that so they saved up and bought tickets to readers favorite kpop group or got tickets to a huge anime convention. Those are both my dream dates and I’ve been to both recently and it got me wondering like who would go all and learn the fan chants and the dances and who would wanna do cosplay or blow all their money on the artworks. and who would be the whole “here babe I’ll hold your bag you go have fun,” type. I’m sorry, this is like my third request I’m just on such an energy high today 😅😅😅

High & Low Boys x Reader’s dream date

a/n: Hi! It’s been a while, sorry 🙏🏻It was really a cute one and thank you for your request 😘 I hope you like it 🌸💕

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: none

Fujio

* I don't think there is anything Fujio wouldn't do to make his girlfriend happy.

* This includes learning kpop songs and dances he never knew.

* He probably wants to buy his girlfriend a special gift for her birthday, and he probably even found a part-time job to do it all summer.

* He knows that your favorite band will have a concert in a few months and he wants you to be happy.

* When your birthday comes, he will wave the 2 tickets in his hand with excitement and take you to the concert.

* He even got light sticks so you can wave them along

* And you might not expect him to sing along to every song… Just wait to see him dance.

Sachio

* He is that cool bitch

* So I don't know how far he can go

* But I'm sure he’ll buy those tickets when he see the excitement and happiness in your eyes when you hear the news about the concert.

* He won't hesitate to come to the concert with you

* At first he’s like "Here babe I'll hold your bag you go have fun" but then you can see him waving the light stick with you

* The smile on your face is more important to him than anything else

Tsukasa

* I don't think he's a like anime/manga fan

* Of course, he has been familiar with them all since his childhood, but not a big fan

* Dude literally lives an anime…

* He realizes how much his girlfriend loves animes and wants to make her happy

* When he heard that there was going to be an anime show at a night cinema in your city, he bought the tickets for you without even thinking.

* Definitely will be a surprise

* He is very happy to see the sparkle in your eyes when you get there and see your favorite anime on the big screen.

Shoji

* Totally gives me the anime fan vibe

* Especially shounen anime…

* Watching anime with you is not enough, he wants to make you happier

* So you definitely didn't expect to see him dressed as your favorite character in front of your house one day

* He will tell you to get ready with a small smile and he is excited for you to see the surprise he has made for you.

* He bought tickets to a cosplay event for you and he loves it when you look at the people around with excitement.

* But he must be your favorite, he definitely does not accept anyone else in this regard...

HnL taglist : @straysugzhpe @tiddly-winx @ninamarie1994 @thatpoindexterpixy @koala-yuna @star2fishmeg

[coldshinypearl]

shu sakamaki x reader fanfic

Mariage Blanc

chapter 1

nothing ever goes as planned, she has been devastated with the news of the arranged marriage, her world fell, just like her plans and her hopes, but she will not stay silent,

disclaimers: this fanfiction contains reader insert, the reader will be presented as [y/n], for major informations click this post, english is not my first language! Im sorry if there will be misunderstandings in my writing i’m doing everything i can to improve it!

The moon’s light met [y/n]’s closed lashes, the silk thin white curtains slowly separated from the window’s clear glass as wind caressed them, making her skin shiver from the thin blows of the night’s cold air.

her eyes opened meeting the ceiling as she took a deep breath, her pale hands slid the soft duvets that were covering her off her body, with a simple elegant gesture she pulled her spine up sitting in her bed, her head slowly turned to the left side as she took her legs down to the ground, her feet meeting her slippers.

as her gaze wondered around the room’s tall walls, her mind opened making her remember what a night was waiting for her.

this will be the start of her future. Everything she had planned so far, will become true.

she will have the kingdom, the title, and more importantly, tonight she will make her debut as the diamond of the season, from today on, there will be nothing but proposals, suitors, gifts and such, she will be the more desired amongst the clans.

she will be shining. Just like a diamond.

the tall wooden door opened revealing the dozens of gagged maids storming inside of the room’s center in line, all each for introducing her to the big day forward.

as she was getting dressed up by her servants, she started fantasizing about her life, tonight, everyone’s eyes will be on her, she will be drenched and filled with attentions, since the first day of her life, she always dreamt about this day, when the day will come, you will be loved, you will be envied, you will be desired, her mother used to tell her as an infant.

those were nothing but bedtime stories until this very moment, at dances as a child she saw how older teens were always hugged with love and envy by others, she imagined herself at their place.

finally. Her time has come.

her servant passed her dry aged finger in her cheek tinting it with the rosy dye of blush, the soft fur of the thin brush met her eyelid giving it a gold ish tint that matched her accessories.

and not common ones, she will be wearing the family’s diamonds, carved gold jewelry with authentic precious stones that shows the fortunes increased in them.

the gown has been requested especially for her, she waited days to wear it, her gown was white silk with little gold sparkly point on the sleeves and upper skirt, it came down to her foots hiding her pale perfect ankles.

no one in her family ever received this treatment, mainly because at a certain age every female of her dynasty was matched in an arranged marriage, which of course it wasn’t her case, she already had previous talks with her mother and father about marriage, she wanted to marry the one she loved, and they didn’t complain not one time.

an arranged marriage wouldn’t hit her, oh god what would happen if it would! She chuckled at the thought of her being matched, she could never be combined in a marriage with a total stranger, and the future she worked so hard for would melt like ice under warm sun.

her giggle caught her head’s maid attention.

-“My Lady? May i ask what ever she’s chuckling for?” The servant’s warm low voice came out of her smiling thin lips as she clotted her hand with a white silk glove.

she chuckled again, [y/n] looked up at her from the mirror meeting her eyes.

-“No particular meaning behind it, i was only thinking about the impossible tragedies that would have hit my future if Father decided to match me in an arranged marriage” she giggled covering her smirking lips with her palm.

she looked back at the servant noticing that her smile faded at her words, her head titled to side to side noting how the other maids looked worried and avoided eye contact with the other.

she decided to ignore it, maybe there was just something wrong about her choice of language.

well she couldn’t get herself lost in chatters, she had a ball she must attend to.

as the servants were giving her appearance ultimate final touches, she admired her figure in the long mirror in front of her, she was perfect, her hair was perfect, her gown was perfect, everything was perfect.

-“My Lady, the carriage is attending her presence” one of the servants said interrupting her thoughts.

-“I must make haste, you’re only right” she turned her figure to her servant smiling at her.

with the impeccability of a swan, she leaved her room walking straight from the tall halls to the quartz stairs at the entrance, her head up and her lips softly curved in a winning smirk.

her short heels tapped every step in the stairs signing her steps getting closer to the carriage that was waiting for her.

she went across the tall wooden door, as she walked through the garden getting closer to the carriage, her smirk wouldn't melt out of her lips.

the charioteer slowly opened the carriage's door for her as he landed a second hand to her glove, as her head popped her parents, who seemed quite displeased with the time she took, glanced at her.

-"Greetings father, mother" she said smiling as her voice came out low.

her parents stayed quiet not even gazing at each other, Father's arms crossed, Mother had a disgusted expression hiding under that calm look of hers.

they probably had an altrecation earlier this sunset. Just like every single night.

the journey to the ballroom was commonly quiet, until mother decides to speak up.

-"Dearest, you shall be aware that at your years its non less than common that many men will attempt to come at you" mother said locking her eyes down her veiny hands as she held onto her feather fan.

[y/n] took a deep breath gazing up at her mother.

-"We shall only hope so, mother" she said smirking and crossing her arms togheter satisfied.

the carriage wiggled and then stopped, quickly after the door opened revealing the entrance of the ballroom, a tall white door with golden circled edges.

her parents elegantly exited the carriage, her mother locking her clotted hand in her father’s curved arm, clearly unpleased with the other they sighed as they made their way inside the ballroom.

[y/n]’s heels touched the ground, with a majestic movement she grabbed the hem of her gown, revealing just the tip of her shoe, with a hit in the air she opened the feather fan and slowly moved it to her right cheek.

[y/n] stepped onto the balcony up the decorated ball room, eyeing every guest, softly smiling at them all, the guests, one by one, turned their figures and heads up at the balcony, gazing at her.

attentions.

[y/n] titled her figure to the stair’s side, as her legs made her slightly wiggle at every step her heels tapped in the stairs, her head was gazing in the ballroom, when suddenly, she met two turquoise shiny diamonds.

those shiny, deep irises could only belong to him.

the first born of the demon’s king, Sakamaki Shu.

he was looking at her with those semi-closed eyes that recalled the non existent desire of being there, he just looks exquisite the same, with that bored look that no one can move, and those classical features making him look like prince charming.

next to him standing no one but the king himself, with that golden gaze, and those long pale curls, that made him recognizable every were.

shall be in luck who marries you. She tought.

as she made her way to the foots of the stair’s case, men came to kiss her gloved hand greeting her, some fo them were already aged and married, with their dry wives behind them that envied [y/n], and others detached from the young womens they were talking to just one instant ago.

the soft notes came out from the violin’s once again, as coupled gathered and collected by the pavilion of the room, [y/n] got her figure out of the men’s reach as she went to greet generals and ministers that were knowings of her dynasty, for the rest of the night, she laughed, joked and reciprocated the sharp looks some girls gave her.

so far, the men could’ve eaten their own wrists out of rage, she only danced with her father and the right hand Adler’s magistrate, she knew that playing hard to get would’ve only increased the number of pretenders at her door the next night.

all there wished to be only acknowledged by [y/n], all. expect. for him.

as always Shu Sakamaki repeated his routines at every ball, listening to Father’s politic ‘friends’ and how they complain about their wives age, avoiding young women that crawled around him, trying to forget that he will soon be at his position.

[y/n] wondered, what kind of woman would he want? Maybe a really foolish and careless one so she won’t complain about his lack of energy, or maybe a more positive and energetic one that would do all the work for him, or maybe a very lustfuly and perverse one, to fill his desires.

well that shall not concern her since queen position wasn’t what was she looking at, it is only right to say that she was avoiding every pretender that had royal roles.

the glorious night ended, and with it the first step onto her future, she would smile victoriously if only her Father and Mother weren’t discussing again about trivial matters.

dizzily she took some slight steps onto the carriage as the ball’s butcher helped her, inside the carriage she rested her back stretching it in the backrest, as she felt her eyelids dropping down, her breaths came out relaxed and tired.

she feel asleep, relaxed and satisfied with her debut’s result.

another night came, the moon’s light lighted the dining room’s windows making them sparkle.

the ceiling was tall along with it the doors and windows, at the center of the room a long dining table in black oak, of course vampires don’t need food, but our [y/n] thinks that they should have all meals together as a family, the loneliness on the rest of the table, quiet like they weren’t even present.

as they had breakfast [y/n] noted their movements, didn’t even look at each other, not like there wasn’t a meter of distance between the three of them, but they could at least greet the other since they both share a bed, she took a crunched bite off the toasted bread she picked up.

i wonder if my marriage will resemble them… She thought sighing.

a happy marriage isn’t the easiest thing to achieve, no pardon me, its the hardest thing to even imagine.

[y/n] wondered her mind off, remembering her cousin’s reaction when finding out that she had to match for the rest of her life, with an aged, dry old minister. Rage, absolute rage.

As the thought about it, an arranged marriage is the least of the possibilities, but… why on earth is every being in this dining room so quiet and visibly nervous, maids and butlers.

even her parents seemed worried.

she tilted her head to the side speaking up.

-“Mother, father, is something bothering you perhaps? This night is surprisingly quiet” [y/n] asked as she took a little sip at her cup of tea.

they both sighed. What? She thought, her mother united her hands together at the table, her father crossed arms, both of them looking down as maids and butler did the same.

her mother took a deep breath, [y/n] posed her cup of tea on the table quickly, clearly something was up.

her mother’s pitiful gaze turned to look at her finally, as her father did so.

-“Dearest, you might have heard that the King’s first born is prospecting to a match for a queen, far in past he is about to receive the Demon’s world” her mother said as her eyes gathered water.

[y/n] curled her eyebrows, her mother was about to cry? Was this so bad.

she nodded, in fact she knew about the existence of a certain rumor that said that he was seeking for a wife by just look.

-“And, you obviously noted how we weren’t much around yesterday at the ball room.” her mother continued as she looked at her father.

they both held hands, for the first time in a long while.

her father opened his mouth and…

-“Karlheinz offered you the position as his wife, and we accepted.”

her father said finally making her mother tear as the maids and servants were looking down.

…

you… did… what..?

that was all she could think of, her eyes widened, her hands grabbed and held tight the tableware, tears came out of her eyes as her eyelids trembled.

she all but jumped her seat, her hands stroked from side to side of the table throwing every silverware and porcelain plate that there was on her side, the deafening rumble of the glass hitting the ground and finishing in hundreds of pieces, had her parents wide opened about her reaction.

she stormed almost running out of that dining room, her tears and rage flied over her body as she ran inside her bedroom, she threw her knees down to the foot of her bead and held her head pressed in the duvets crying her heart out.

how could they..? She thought.

her mother was the one who helped [y/n] organizing her perfect future.

her parents joined her inside her room.

-“Dearest, i acknowledge your displeasure with the news, but that is far away from the manners we have taught you” her father spoke up, clearly angry.

[y/n] rised her head and turned to their direction, her eyes tearing like water falls.

-“You have no heart!” [y/n]’s voice came out trembling in rage.

-“I mean nothing at all to you, you knew about my plans and my future, i wanted it more than anyone else!” she continued to speak as her head trembled.

[y/n] pressed her head back in the duvets.

-“Silence! That’s an absurd way to talk to your father young lady. We must apologize, but you must know that nobody questions our will, least of all our daughter.” her mother spoke up like she wasn’t tearing just an instant ago, so false.

[y/n] couldn’t tell the rest of the words, her rage and sadness started to drown her in her own tears, how could they?

that was a stranger, a total stranger, what if he did the worst things to her? That bothered man, who got his heart broke by no being, who’s cold like ice, pretty like diamonds.

why did he have to choose her? Why out of every girl her? Why when he and every single being knew about her plans.

so cruel.

but no, she won’t stay silent.

[ chapter - 2 - ] 05.03.23

[ prologue ]

current date : 27th february 2023

[tsukioreo]

I heard you were having some troubles with devices breaking for you and so you’ve opted to doing commissions? I’m unable to pay for a big commission but I was wondering if you have a patron so I could support you there? I’d love to be able to support you but as I said I currently am unable to pay a large sum for a commission sadly, though I would love to one day as your art is magnificent. Thank you and have a nice day! <3

Oh wow that's like... so damn adorable and sweet ?? I don't have a patreon sadly tho I have a ko-fi ( https://ko-fi.com/tsukioreo ) but it's just for donation so please don't worry about it, my laptop and phone are not related to my art, not completely so I feel kinda not legitimate to ask help about it...

Tho I'm taking the opportunity to rant about my current situation cause it's just blowing my mind and I am so super exhausted on a daily because of it.

I have (well had now yeay -_-) a lenovo legion laptop which was my everyday useful, very good for staying at anytime with my rabbit in the living room and playing some games here and there, photoshop, the basic. Tho I had a crack on the top lid and because of that I was scared to close it and decided to repair that issue since the cracked appeared to get bigger. I gave it to a repair shop ( just remindind that I live in Japan so shops with english speakers is a bit rare, I speak japanese tho for some technical issues I prefer to be able to understand everything fully and since no one speaks french, english is somewhat possible to find ). They gave me a diagnostic with so many problems in the laptop : a fan which was broken, the lid, another crack in a screw hole or whatever that was and the hinges which had to be changed. The shop has good review so I didn't question it and I got pics so yeah alright I accept to repair it for 55.000yen, which is a lot of money considering it's more than half of my salary. But I want to repair it, my mom gifted me this computer and I love it. After I got a call from the shop that the replacement pieces have arrived I gave the machine and I was told that I could get it back the same day or the next. I didn't have any news the next day so I decided to call and on the phone "Oh yeah, thanks for calling, well bad news your computer isn't responding anymore" well great my computer worked absolutely fine, never had any issue. They said that probably the fan they installed fried my motherboard so it's just... dead. The repair service killed my laptop.

To make it even better, the day I gave my laptop to them, the same night I noticed my phone back camera had ceased to work... How great right. In Japan, it's like COMMON to use QR code to order at the restaurant etc so I absolutely need it. It's an iPhone, and it's not under warranty so I can't go through Apple or it'll cost way too much in here, I decided to go to an electronic shop, with again a lot of good reviews, to handle it. They don't speak english but we understand each other well enough. I was told that the new camera would arrive in 2-3 days and here I am a week later still waiting. They also scared me by saying that there is a risk the screen would crack while opening the device and if it happens I'd have to pay extra 30.000yen for the new screen, dude isn't it your job to repair things without breaking those further ?? What is going on, is it so normal what the hell.

So for the laptop we decided that they would order a computer (used one) to replace mine, almost identical except for the CPU, and that they'd refund me 10.000yen of the price I paid, which isn't so bad and actually I don't have much choice. But still they need so many days, it's been like what, 4 days the other laptop got delivered and I got a call about the keyboard cause japanese keyboards don't have as much symbols as french ones and I need those to write in my language.. And that'd take another 2 days to just change the keyboard.

I am just soooo tired of the situation, especially cause I am finally going to vacation with my SO next week and they don't make the problem they created a priority... and the phone shop keeping to say everytime I ask for news on the phone "yeah it will arrive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow" for a week now...

So sorry for the rant but I am so damn stressed, it has nothing to do with you guys and I am so happy to have your support, honestly it's my only fuel right now. I haven't drawn for a week and getting that commission helped a lot, tho messages and love will always remain the best.

I appreciate all of you, thank you always

❤️

[jadcnlapointe]

👊 🍩 🌙 🕷️🎁❤️

───  ANSWERED   !

👊 PUNCH - are they quick to violence?

"sure am. got it from my daddy, along with my hairline an' these damn wrinkles on my face. i try my darn best to keep things under control but it ain't easy. i got no way of calmin' myself down when i get angry other than goin' to the bar and getting some asshole to punch me right in the nose. i'm sure there are better ways of dealin' with it, but i ain't never been all too smart."

🍩 DONUT - favourite sweet treat?

"nothing beats a blue slushie. there's that artificial taste that makes you go nuts. i know juni would kill me if i ever let jacie taste some, but i feel like it would blow her little mind. all that sugar keeps me running. the best ones are the ones you get at the cinema, though—you know, the ice blasts? you know what, i might just go and grab myself one right now."

🌙 MOON - what is your oc’s greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

"i want to be famous. a movie star, a socialite, a singer—i don't care how i get there, but i'm going to be running with the kardashians before you even know it. mark my words, you'll see me on billboards and the cover of vogue in the next five years. there's nothing i wont do to get me there. if it means backstabbing or finding other ways of getting to the top, you bet i'm going to do it."

🕷️ SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

"strangers. people touching me. people making my hot chocolate wrong. loud noises. persistent noises. birds." the list could go on, and it likely would have, if i didn't stop him in his tracks. the majority of jasper's fears seem 'mundane' to those not experiencing them, but his emotions are anything but—his overarching fear is the unknown, is occurrences outside of his routine. so long as his life trundles along on a steady trajectory, he can hold it together.

🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving?

"i definitely prefer giving gifts to receiving them. i think i'm pretty good—i try and pay attention to my friends and get them something they would really like, something they'd never get themselves. i guess, if somebody really pushed me, i'd love some flowers. a really big bunch of them. roses, peonies... those sorts of things. i think flowers say a lot. it's so simple, too—no flowers are ugly, you can always get them right."

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

"oh, my—it's been a really long time since somebody asked me that. i think i'd have to say, above everything, words of affirmation. my mind can be real mean to me sometimes. i know. that jesus wouldn't want me talking down on myself the way i do, but i can't help it sometimes. it's so easy, criticising yourself when you're right there. i reckon if a handsome man swept me off my feet and told me everything i wanted to know, i wouldn't be able to keep myself away."

[sweetmusingss]

I was holding onto the picnic basket because I had a surprise gift for you in there and I didn't want to risk the chance of you seeing it until I was ready to give it to you. I smile when hearing you ask me if we could get ice cream later on and I bring our joined hands up to my lips, kissing gently over your knuckles as I continued to walk with you. "Since when do you have to ask me permission for anything? Isn't that my job?," I tease you, referring to our dynamic. "Of course, babe. You know that I can never say no to some ice cream," I laugh softly. I tried to eat healthy most of the time but I definitely had a weakness for ice cream. "I don't have to eat healthy all the time. You make me feel like it's okay if I eat what I want," I smile softly at you before we arrived at Central Park and I walked with you, trying to find the perfect spot to set up our picnic.

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Frank swallowed hard when hearing what Gerard asked him, feeling guilty for lying to his best friend but he had to see you again. It was like he was trying to get you out of his system but he didn't even realize just how difficult that was going to be. He couldn't get you out of his head all week and that had to mean something. "Yeah, I'm fine. I just got distracted by a new book this week so I've gotten behind in listening to these demos," he chuckled nervously. "I will call you tomorrow though," he said before hanging up with him. He took a deep breath, walking inside the club and immediately scanning the room for any sign of you. He swallowed hard the moment he saw you at the bar, taking in your attire and feeling his mouth go dry. He couldn't dwell on that too long though because all he could focus on was how you were touching another man and giving him the same flirty eyes you were giving him a week ago. What did he honestly expect when he came here? Of course you would be entertaining another man. He walked over to the bar, ordering a whiskey from the other bartender. He didn't want to have to beg for your attention but he was just going to silently stew there until you noticed him. He was seething with jealousy and he was having a hard time looking up, not wanting to see you touching a man who was not him.

"Sometimes it's fun to switch, isn't it? I like being the damsel in distress while you are my big, strong protector. Just sometimes." He smiled at you, liking that your relationship could switch like this. You never expected him to be strong and stoic 100% of the time just like he never expected you to be helpless and in need of someone telling you what to do all the time. He loved being Daddy and making all the big decisions, but sometimes he did like asking your permission. "It is okay to eat what you want, whenever you want. In college, for an entire week, I just ate mac and cheese. Not good, restaurant quality mac and cheese, like the mac and cheese you put in a microwave... I felt awful, but I was happy. You can eat whatever you want whenever you want, there are no rules." Seb walked with you until you found the perfect spot under a big tree, it being equally shady and sunny. "Is this good, baby?"

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I didn't notice Frank walk in or sit down, too busy pretending to be interested in my customer's story. He excuses himself to use the restroom, blowing him a kiss and giggling as he pretends to catch it, about to turn back to my book before I see that there was someone else sitting at the bar. Without looking up, I walk over to him, fixing my skirt. "Can I get you anything, love?" I look up and my eyes widen when I see the same guy from last week, knowing it was him immediately. I saw a lot of faces in my line of work and sometimes I suffered from face blindness - not being able to remember people's faces due to seeing so many - but I could never forget Frank's face even if I tried. "Frank? Hi!" I smiled at him, able to tell his body language was a bit tense and he already had a drink, wondering if he was just here for fun on his own. "What're you doing here?" I lean forward on the bar so I could hear him, not even standing this way for my boobs to be on show, just genuinely wanting to be able to hear him so we could properly talk.

[souptual-remade]

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[e-munson666]

Something worth Yearning For

++Jamie Campbell Bower x Actress!Reader++

(Your on Fallon With Jamie for the film you both recently stared in, and Jimmy prods at the status of your relationship)

Content/Warnings ⚠️:18+, language, pining, reader and Jamie have major chemistry, just overall fluffy.

🖤Lady Hellfire🖤

You ware pacing around your dressing room, trying hard to combat your nerves when you hear a light knock on the door.

"Are you ready love?" Jamies smooth voice seeps through the door. When you don't respond for a minute or so Jamie clears his throat, "I'm coming in okay?" He announces before slowly pushing open the door.

He sees you nervously wandering around the room, and he sighs. "Hey, you alright?" He asks, stepping in front of you before you walk passed him again.

"Jamie, I am so fucking nervous, this is my first big interview like this, what if I blow it? What if I say something stupid?" You blurt, words leaving your mouth before you can even catch yourself.

Jamie places a large hand on your shoulder, "Sweetheart, you will do just fine, Jimmy is a delight, he will make sure you feel comfortable out there, and I'll be right next to you" he assures, rubbing the place where his hand sat.

He takes a second to really look at you, now that you are in the process of calming down.

You were wearing a sickeningly tight crushed black velvet dress, it slid down your frame like it was glued there, trailing all the way down your body to your ankles. A long wide slit on the left side, revealed your gorgeous legs and sky high Stilettos.

You were covered in Beautiful black jewels, and a small silver skull ring that matched one on Jamies own hand. It was a gift he brought you on the last day you two filmed together, and you'd both kept them on ever since.

He looked up and caught sight of your reflections in the mirror next to him, you looked like a posh couple, and it was making Jamie swoon. You stepped forward and nuzzled your face into his chest. He quickly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.

You stayed like that way for several minutes, before another knock startled you and you stepped back.

"Its time" says Jamies management, motioning for the two of you to follow. Jamie grabs your hand, offering it a reassuring squeeze before leading you out of the dressing room and towards the hall.

You stand in the prep area, a place right behind the big curtain you walk onto the set from. Jamie was thumbing the back of your hand as you waited nervously to be called on stage.

"Alright folks, up next we have a very special treat for you! Joining us know is the one and only Jamie Campbell Bower, and his beautiful costar Y/N"

The crowd cheers loudly as the two of you walk through the curtain, Jamie still gripping your hand. He leads you over to your seat, you wave and bow before the cheering fans, and next to you Jamie is showing you off, motioning to you before clutching his chest dramatically before sitting next to you.

"Jamie, Y/N!" Jimmy says excitedly as the crowd starts to quiet. "Thank you so much for joining us tonight"

"Thank you so much Jimmy, it's an honor to be here again" Jamie says, leaning over and shaking Jimmys hand. Jamie looks over to you before adding "its also an honor to accompany my lovely costar on her first Fallon appearance" he says, clapping his hands along with the groud, grinning widely in your direction.

"Thank you for inviting me Jimmy, I'm a huge fan" you add, blowing Jimmy a kiss and smiling.

"Well I have to say, the two of you look fabulous, don't they?" Jimmy says, causing another uproar of cheers.

Jamie bows in his seat, taking the compliment graciously. "I only look this good because she's sitting next to me, I can assure you" he chuckles, taking your hand once again.

You blush at Jamies words, giggling into your free hand, "thats quite the compliment coming from you Mr Bower" you chuckle.

For a moment Jamie and you just gaze at each other, forgetting the cameras and everyone in the room.

"I can't help but notice you guys are matching, was this intentional?" Jimmy pokes, noticing the looks between his two guests.

"I wish I could say it was, but it was just a lovely coincidence," Jamie replies, straightening his collar as he spoke.

"No I totally snuck into your dressing room earlier and snooped in your wardrobe actually" you joke, causing everyone in the room to boom with laughter.

"So, Jamie, Y/N" Jimmy starts, leaning onto his desk a little bit and pausing for dramatic affect.

"The fans can't help but notice how close you guys are, and someone sent us in this picture" Jimmy asserts, taking a large note card from his desk and flipping the picture into the camera view.

It was you and Jamie, holding coffees, leaning your heads together, little skull rings on display.

The crowd "oooooooooohhhhhhssss"

"So I have to ask, are you two an item? With all the evidence, it definitely looks like you are, right folks?" Jimmy booms, causing another loud cheer from the audience.

Jamie glances at you, sending a quick wink before turning back to Jimmy

"We are not together" Jamie says, causing the audience to groan in disappointment. "But trust me, I'm trying" Jamie adds cooly, chuckling at response the crowd gave. Jamie squeezed your hand again and you felt your face flush.

"Wow! Am I hearing this right" Jimmy began to say, but the rest of what he said was drowned out as you slipped into your mind.

Your heart was racing, and the words Jamie spoke to the crowd, to the cameras, hummed in your brain on repeat.

"Trust me, I'm trying"

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A/N: as always my loves, please interact with this to let me know if you want more of this content. Decided to bust this one out tonight in honor of 260 followers, you are all amazing and you are very very much appreciated.