#and still smile warmly with eachother but it’s not the same

[pazolahr]

So uh let me snowball an idea.

Tears over beers - Modern baseball krbk —> bkdk

Kiri mourning his and Kats relationship (not just romantic ) after the war. Katsuki starts pulling away from him. He and izuku attached at the hip wanting to make up for years of lost time. They all hang out like normal as a class but Kiri can’t help but feel something is missing.

He leaves space for him everywhere, still tries to push his way into his life but he notices Katsuki’s eyes linger a little too long on his childhood friend’s freckled face.

He knows he can’t give Kat what he really needs after everything they’ve been through but he’ll always have his heart open to the blonde. Everything becomes a bittersweet memory to be told around a campfire, laughing and smiling.

[headlinerkwan]

for us - c.sc

pairing - bestfriend!seungcheol x gn!reader

genre - nonidol!au, f2l, fluff, comfort, a bit of angst, knightinshiningarmour!seungcheol, reader and seungcheol are whipped for each other but too dumb to realise.

summary - waking up the next morning in your childhood home, unanswered questions and glances that last a little too long leave you questioning your feelings for your best friend.

warnings - profanity, discussions of mental health

wc: 2.2k

a/n - this is part two of my fic 'for now'. i recommend reading part one first!! lmk what you think about part 2 (ᵔ.ᵔ)

requests: open <33

taglist - open!! comment or send an ask to be added ✩

You wake up the next morning to the golden sunlight streaming through your window, kissing your skin warmly. Your childhood bedroom smells like a bittersweet blend of home and naive dreams, it is a place that you’ve both longed for and loathed since you became an adult- wait. Your childhood bedroom…the events of last night come flooding back to you… shit. 

Sitting up quickly you look around your empty room. 

Where the fuck is Seungcheol? 

Feeling disorientated at best, you decide that following the soft music playing in the kitchen would probably give you the best chance of finding him or, at least, gaining some sort of clarity. Your foggy morning brain leads you into your parents lounge, the soft glow of a lamp inviting you into the room.

That's where you find him, sitting comfortably on the couch, reading one of your father’s books like this is his home, like this is the most natural thing he’s ever done. His hair is a perfect mess, red undertones from past dye jobs revealing itself under the light, flowing perfectly as he runs his hand through his hair and his bare face glows under the morning sun. You think you could watch him all day if he’d let you. 

“Y/Nnie” he calls, leaping to his feet with the sweetest smile adorning his face. God, how can someone be so- 

“Are you okay? How do you feel?” He asks, interrupting your train of thought, you don��t even get the chance to answer him before his arms are wrapping around you, bringing you against his chest as his face finds solace in the crook of your neck. Whilst his sudden embrace takes you by surprise at first, your heart jumping, you can't help but melt into him, his warmth enveloping you and his cologne calming your nerves immediately. The way your bodies are intertwined it's difficult not to think that maybe…just maybe, you and Seungcheol are made for eachother - two halves making a whole. 

After a beat of comfortable silence, you gently lift your head away from him. “Cheol..” you whisper, he responds with a mumbled confirmation that he’s listening, “...I’m sorry”. 

He lifts his head rapidly then, concern painted across his face as his eyes meet yours. “Why? What do you have to be sorry about sweet?”. His arms are still wrapped around you, his thumb gently caressing your forearm as you stare up at him, tears welling quietly in your eyes. 

“That you’re here. That you drove here, through the night, just because I was-”

He cuts you off. 

“You have nothing to be sorry about. I promise. This is nothing, I’ll do this a thousand times, I’ll do anything for you. You know that right?” 

Despite your guilt, you can’t help but smile at him, his words so sincere, his eyes so full of love. You nod slowly, of course you know - you’d do the same for him, and he pulls you back into an embrace, holding you against his chest as he kisses your head softly before resting his head on top of yours. 

“Why?” you question after a while, your words muffled slightly against the fabric of his t-shirt. You feel him take a deep breath, preparing his response.

“Because…”

“Because what?” 

“I’ll tell you later sweet, can we just… stay like this for a while” he says quietly, holding you tighter in his warm embrace.

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Seungcheol's POV

He could stay like this forever. You in his arms, sweet and delicate, he can’t shake the feeling that this is where he’s meant to be - by your side. Of course he would drive through the night for you, he thinks, of course he would carry you to your bed, of course he would sleep on your bedroom floor in case you needed him because well… he loved you. 

He’d loved you for three years, he’d shown you in every way he could think of, except through words. He could never quite bring himself to tell you. He had tried, God had he tried, but the words were always caught in his throat, the fear of the unknown silencing him from telling you the truth. Everything in him wanted to tell you, wanted to shout from the rooftops that he loves you, that you’re beautiful.

That you’re everything to him.

To him, you are the sun, the rain, the clouds. To him, you are a gentle spring breeze, a late summer sunset, you are fresh coffee in the morning and a warm meal at dinner. To him, you are everything good in the world, big and small. You are his favourite song, his favourite place, his best memory, his future. 

But how could he tell you? How can he put into words everything that you are? And if he does? If he does and it ruins your friendship? If he does and he loses you? If he does and you love him too? What then? 

He takes a deep breath and decides to try and forget about it for now. His problems are not important right now - you are.

“So sweet, are you gonna give me the exclusive Y/N tour of your hometown or are you gonna leave me looking for breakfast like a lost puppy?”

His heart is happy as you chuckle lightly against his chest, looking at him with your doe eyes before grabbing his hand and tugging him towards the door. 

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The day you spend together walking around your hometown can be described as nothing less than happy. You had mentioned before leaving about the small size of your sleepy town, that there wasn’t really much to do but it’s clear that doesn’t matter as you and Seungcheol fill the hours with conversation, laughs and smiles. It’s easy with him, comfortable, smooth, but still exciting. Maybe it’s too easy because, before you realise it, the sun is setting over the town square.

“Should we head back soon?” Seungcheol asks, his brown eyes are golden caramel in the sunlight, the breeze flowing gently through his hair. You reach up cautiously to move some of the hair out of his eyes, unsure of how he will react but, his eyes flutter shut as he smiles gently, an expression of gratitude. “Can we stay for a bit? Just until the sun goes down, it’s beautiful I promise” you plead. “Well if you say it’s beautiful then I guess I’ll have to check it out for myself” he replies cheekily, his mouth curling slightly.

Turning away from him to watch the sun, you freeze as he stands behind you, resting his head on your shoulder, and wrapping his arms around you. A million thoughts are running through your head, all of them about him, and your heart beats faster as he leans against you. But then, he takes your hand, interlocking your fingers with his, drawing patterns on your skin with his thumb and suddenly everything is quiet, peaceful. It’s just you and Seungcheol and everything is okay. 

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The sun has almost disappeared behind the horizon by the time you find the courage to ask him if he’ll answer your question from this morning.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to” you reassure him, “It’s just that, I don’t know, sometimes I can’t help but wonder what goes on in your mind. I can see it in your face that look you get when you’re stressed or thinking too hard and… I just want to be there and help you with it but if I don’t know then I-”

“I love you” He replies nonchalantly. It takes you off guard but it’s nothing new, friends tell each other that they love each other everyday. 

You chuckle as you reply, still watching the sunset “I love you too but-”

“No Y/N, I love you. I’m in love with you.” He states, taking a deep breath.

You feel your stomach flip at your best friend’s words. What the fuck? Surely you didn’t hear that right. There’s no way Seungcheol loves you. Not in that way. Not in the way that you love him. Right?

You turn around to face him, his hands still sitting carefully on your waist. “Sorry, what?” you question, a nervous shake in your voice whilst you search his eyes for answers.

“I’m in love with you.” He says with soft eyes, biting his cherry lips as he attempts to read your body language, “I think I’ve loved you since that first week, I couldn’t take my eyes off of you, I didn’t know then, I just knew I had to know you, I needed you in my life.” 

You can hardly believe the words leaving his mouth, you can hardly believe it’s him stood before you, you can hardly believe he loves you. 

“Seungcheol.” you mutter gently as he nervously rambles. He pauses, eyes scanning your face for anything that will tell him what you’re thinking, nothing. 

“Yes?”

“Stop talking.” 

You move closer to him, closing the gap between you, your faces millimetres apart. His features are illuminated by the glow of twilight as you meet his eyes. You inhale sharply as he hesitantly lifts his hand to gently caress your face. “Okay” he whispers, his breath tickling your lips gently. 

Your eyes flick between his gentle eyes and full lips one last time before your mouths crash into each other. It’s cautious at first, nervous, but you gradually find a gentle rhythm. His free hand finds your lower back, bringing you as close as possible to him as your arms rest on his shoulders. His soft lips kiss you back like you are the most delicate thing in the universe, he tastes sweet and warm. This is something you didn’t know you needed but now that you have it, you’re not sure if you’ll be able to live without it, without him. 

Soon gentle kisses become driven by passion, you are both hungry as you chase the other for more, for closeness, for love. As your fingers tangle slightly in his hair, he nips your bottom lip gently before kissing away the delicious pain and falling back into your new rhythm with roaming hands and heavy breath. 

It is only when a car alarm blares nearby that the two of you are thrown back into reality. Seungcheol leans his forehead against yours as you giggle. He takes your hands, not daring to take his eyes off of you and places a gentle peck on your cheek. So many emotions are exchanged in every movement made; relief, happiness, nerves, excitement, love.

“The sun’s gone” you point out after a moment. Seungcheol nods, he knows it’s time for both of you to go back to the city but he sure as hell is not going to be the one to take either of you out of this moment. 

A comfortable silence falls over you whilst you watch people mill around your town’s square, some you recognise as old acquaintances, teachers, coworkers. You think about potential inside jokes you may have had with them or any fun facts about them but to no avail, the people of your hometown have become ghosts, lost to the past. So you stand with Seungcheol and just watch, his hand finds yours and you lean your head against his shoulder. 

You stand watching your past, hand-in-hand with your future.  

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You are stood next to Seungcheol’s car waiting for him to unlock it so you can load in a bag of food your mother had given to you. He appears from around the corner, car keys in hand, running towards you just like he had on the night of the carnival, with bright eyes and a wide grin. Except this time it was different. This time you knew what that look meant, he wasn’t just happy to see his friend, he was happy to see you - the person he loved. 

Placing the bags into the back of his car, you make an exaggerated show of strength, huffing and heaving as you lift the light bags onto the back seat before walking towards the passenger seat, flexing your biceps as you feign exhaustion. 

Opening the door for you, Seungcheol laughs at your dramatics, “You’re so weird”. 

As he climbs into the driver’s seat and closes the door, you pout at him, pretending to be upset at his comment. “Wowww, that’s so mean! Damn, and I thought you loved me.” you remark as you jokingly shake your head.

He giggles and takes your hand, turning to look at you. “Sooo dramatic! You’re the good kind of weird, don’t worry sweet." You chuckle quietly and squeeze his hand in response. 

After a beat, you speak up again.

“I might be the bad kind of weird too. Is that okay?”

There is a heaviness in your voice that makes him frown slightly and, when your eyes avoid his, he places his hand on your jaw, soft eyes finding yours.

“I love all your weird” He says gently “I’ll take as much of you as I can get, the good and the bad.” Scanning your face he adds “For you, anything, always.”

He places chaste kisses all over your face until you’re smiling again, pulling him to meet your lips this time, he smiles into you and, with his sweet lips against yours, you are at peace. 

For us, anything, always.

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[softieekayy]

Intertwined

Hannibal Lecter x reader

Word count: 1.8k

Hannibal Lecter was a stoic man with stoic impressions. He did his job, he left and he came home. Not many people knew much about him and the one who did, Will Graham, was a mystery of his own.

Having said that, there was one person who knew his entire soul, for their souls were entangled with each other. Hannibal’s wife. She knew him and his antics like the back of her hand. It was to be expected, especially since they’ve known eachother since Hannibal was a young man in medical school and her a young teenage girl with a crush on him. He never entertained it through, no, he always taught her things that she found useful later in life. It was fate who decided that they would spend the rest of their lives together.

Hannibal would do anything for his wife, she was his sun, moon and entire universe. He worshiped the floor she walked on. Not to mention that the young Mrs. Lecter was a beautiful woman with shiny hair and satin like skin. She was ethereal and people often thought she was an angel posing as one of their kind simply because of her beauty. Her beauty didn’t end physically, not at all. The young woman was a saint. She wouldn't hurt a fly, in fact, she would nourish it and then set it free.

“Why is he so hard to cut up!” (Y/n) whined to her husband, stomping down her expensively clad feet in a tantrum, blood seeping into her satin, champagne coloured shirt, staining the material. In one hand she held a butcher's knife with blood coating it, the body beneath her indicating the frustration she very obviously felt.

“Well, darling” Hannibal grunted, “cutting people with knives like this isn’t easy.”

“Yeah I see that now, my love.” She muttered back, reverting to her former position on her knees and hacking away at Mr. Zaine Lammer’s arm. A disgusting man he was, objectifying Hannibal’s wife to him. The dinner the couple held was for charity. Just because they killed people didn’t mean they were monsters. (Y/n) still loved and cared about children and would never harm them, they can be tuned and molded into anything you’d like. Unfortunately the same cannot be said for adults.

Hannibal looked over to his, completely entranced by the pure and utter annoyance on her face. She knew Hannibal killed, it wasn’t a secret to her. She’s helped with the crimes. However, (Y/n) preferred the killing and setting up the scene part, she did not like the hacking away at the body. No, she left that to her dear husband to do. Not that Hannibal minded. He’d prefer for her to not get touched by the blood of filth.

“Ugh. I give up. I can’t do this anymore.” The young woman stated, throwing her hands up in exasperation. Hannibal laughed at his wife’s reaction, making her glare at him.

“Don’t laugh at me Hans!” She told him, a small smile threatening to break out on her face. Hannibal looked at her, not saying anything but rather just observing. His wife was the most beautiful lady to have ever walked the earth. An angel that was put amongst sinners. He put down his knife and walked over to her, putting one arm around her waist and tugging her closer to his body, her hands resting on his chest.

“Hi.” She whispered softly with an equally soft smile gracing her face.

“Hello.” Hannibal whispered back, leaning down to steal a quick kiss from his wife.

He remembers meeting her like yesterday. She was a young little thing, younger than him, about 8-9 years or so. Yet when Hannibal saw her, she was the most beautiful person he’d ever set eyes on. The young woman had just been coming into the book store, soaked from the rain outside, hair sticking to her face and yet she still had a smile painted on her dark red lips. Hannibal watched her as she greeted the older man who ran the shop warmly before shedding her coat to let it hang. She turned around and caught Hannibal staring yet she gave him a smile too. Her quick movements reminded Hannibal of a cat, yet when he looked into her eyes for a brief moment, he saw his own reflection.

“I’ve never seen you around here.” She tells him, running her fingers across the spines of books before pulling one out. It was an old book with a forest green cover.

“I don’t live here, I’m just here to visit my aunt.” Hannibal didn’t tell her that Lady Murasaki was long dead and that he was just here to visit her grave. His aunt was a crucial part of his life, she shaped him into the man he is today.

The young woman nodded in acknowledgment, her hair moving along with it.

“Well it’s nice to meet you..” She trailed off, waiting for Hannibal to introduce himself.

“Hannibal lecter.” The older man introduced himself, shaking her hand gently. It was as soft as she looked. In return (Y/n) introduced herself. The two grabbed their books and spoke about everything and anything. Hannibal learned that she went to medical school here and frequented this bookstore often, hence her close relationship with the owner. Hannibal told her of Lady Murasaki and how he’s in charge of keeping her home. Before they knew it, time had passed and it was the dead of night, Hannibal walked her home and from there it took them to now. A married couple.

“We should really clean up.” (Y/n) grimaced, pulling away from Hannibal’s embrace to look at the mess on the floor. Hannibal agreed with her, the blood won’t come out easily if it’s been too long.

Hannibal pulled away from the embrace and went back to chopping up the man while his wife began to mix the solutions for cleaning.

Within another hour or so they were done. (Y/n) stood at the entrance of the basement with her hands over her hips, heaving lightly from all the scrubbing she did. Her once neatly done hair was now falling out of its place messily. Hannibal disposed of the meat in the freezer before walking back to his wife and kissing her on the side of her head, gently leading her upstairs with his hand on the small of her back.

“With all that leftover meat, we ought to have another dinner party. There’s only so much we alone can eat.” (Y/n) grumbled to Hannibal as they both reached the first floor of their home. She walked into the kitchen and took out two wine glasses before pouring her and Hannibal some.

“I agree.” Hannibal nodded. “We should invite Will, Jack Crawford and Alana Bloom for dinner these days.” He finished, taking a sip of his wine, watching his wife’s stare on him harden.

“You know I don’t like her yet you keep inviting her. Don’t be surprised if she ends up as our dinner one day.” (Y/n) warns him, anger seeping through her voice. The young brunette clearly had a crush on Hannibal, everyone around her could tell. Hannibal used that crush to manipulate her. His wife on the other hand, wasn't too fond of another woman making heart eyes at someone who belonged to her.

“You worry for no reason, even in death my heart will belong to you. Alana Bloom can’t match your intelligence or grace.” Hannibal comforted his wife, running his hand up and down her arm and she tucked herself closer into him. The younger woman hummed in response, taking Hannibal’s hand in her own and playing around with his fingers.

“I still don’t like her. That smug little face she makes towards me whenever you talk to her. All I can think about at that moment is how nice my hair pin would look coated in her blood.” (Y/n)‘s hand clutched tightly around Hannibal’s as she thought about Alana bloom. The brunette woman never failed to enrage Hannibal’s wife.

“She’s not worth you pretty little thoughts.” The older man told his wife, dragging his nose from the back of her neck to the side of her head, planting a living kiss. (Y/n) smiled slyly, turning her body to face him fully.

“You think me wanting to feel Alana’s blood on my hands is pretty?” She asked him, still smiling and toying with his hair. Hannibal latched his arm around her waist and pulled her atop him.

“I think everything you do is pretty.” He tells her and she hums. The two sit in silence for a while, sipping on their wine. No need for mindless chatter, being by each other's side was all that they needed. Hannibal knew that his wife would never betray him under any circumstances and she knew that Hannibal would never do anything to harm her. However they both knew that to drag attention away from one another, they may need to harm each other. It wasn’t a pleasant thought, it ripped Hannibal’s heart apart to even think about hurting his pretty little wife. His pretty wife with doe eyes. His pretty wife with a sinister smile. The two were a match in every sense possible, both hunters who enjoyed the art of killing. They were skilled and under Hannibal’s expertise and care, his young wife went from an amateur to someone just as talented as Hannibal.

“It's getting late, moonshine.” Hannibal uttered into her hair, nosing her hairline. She was wrapped around him, like a cat. Hannibal thought that if reincarnation was real then his wife must’ve been a cat in her past life.

“Yes, honey, I know. However there are no plans set in place for tomorrow.” She grinned, turning around and crawling onto him fully now. Hannibal held his wife by the waist, grinning.

“Are you suggesting we stay up late tonight Mrs. Lecter?” He asked her, caressing her hair. The two smiled like a lovesick teen age couple. So in love that it made others sick. Jack Crawford was one of them, he’d known the famous Mrs. Lecter since he’d met Hannibal.

“Yes I am. In fact, I’m suggesting that we go out for some ice cream.” She tells him, running a finger down the buttons of his shirt. Hannibal gasps in faux shock.

“Scandalous. You’re so very scandalous.” He tells her, shaking his head in disappointment. They both know it’s just an act anyway, Hannibal would bend over back wards for her. (Y/n) giggled before getting up and grabbing her coat. She waited for Hannibal to join her giddily, like a child who had far too much sugar.

“Shall we go?” Hannibal asked her, offering his arm for her to hold. (Y/n)’s hand softly tucked itself into the crook of Hannibal's arm as they headed out. Into the dark of the night, like wolves hunting for prey.

Tagging my lovelies: @jake-g-lockley @shawty-writes-a-little <3

[melobin]

melo waffling .. but it’s about a threesome at the gym with sungchan and anton ^.^

they’re both regulars at your gym.. just two guys who work out together, you can tell they’re friends because they always come with each other, always using machines next to each other .. helping eachother when lifting weights !! sometimes they have other friends who go with them, but usually it’s just them.

you don’t mean to stare.. but it’s hard.. both of them often wearing shirts that show off their toned arms .. always lifting their shirts up to wipe the sweat off of their forehead, exposing their glistening torsos to your perverted eyes. you think you’re slick taking glances at them, but you’re not !! of course they know you’re watching them they’re not stupid !! how could they miss a pretty girl watching them every other night they’re there …

they’re cautious with how they approach you, with how you usually go to the gym late at night when not many people show up and them being two rather large men .. they don’t want to scare you away, even though they know you wouldn’t be scared, of course you won’t, not with how you watch them.

sungchan decides to approach you first, being the older of the two boys, wanting to greet you warmly and carefully. maybe not too carefully, not with how his eyes shamelessly looked over your body mid greeting, stopping on the way your sport bra clung to your tits.. the slight chill in the air made your nipples hard and the thin material done nothing to hide them from his eye sight. if he’d known you better he would’ve made a joke about warming them up for you !! .. it wouldn’t have been a joke.

he’s quick to introduce you to his good friend anton!! anton’s a little quieter than sungchan but still quite forward, his eyes also fall to the same place as sungchan’s .. maybe they were just as perverted as you.. they were. their eyes barely left you when they saw you.. always talking about how to approach the pretty girl that went to their gym .. their friends through they were insane, the gym wasn’t the place to try and fuck a girl but.. to sungchan and anton, fucking you would just be a pleasurable workout for all parties involved.

surely, they weren’t going to try and fuck you right away? surely there’d be some sort of build up to it.. some sort of time frame between the three of you first meeting and then trying to get with you .. well, you’d be wrong !!! they had their eye on the prize, you, and they were going for it immediately.

it began with sungchan, his fingers trialing over the skin of your bare waist as he stood near you, complementing you on your stance whilst doing certain things .. “noticed your stance when you do squats.. it’s very good, you seem to know what you’re doing” a cheeky smile.. using his knowledge of exercising to get to you.. maybe it shouldn’t have worked but with a man as attractive as him.. of course it did !!

but.. he can’t get his hands on you properly by complimenting you, so he decides to give you tips.. offers to guide you into an even better position that will help you get what you want, but he tells you it might hurt your core.. but it’ll be worth it in the end. that’s how sungchan gets himself behind you, chest against your back as he helps you bend down. cock wedged between the cheeks of your ass due to the lack of briefs under his sweats…he knew what he was doing, you knew what he was doing. anton also knew what he was doing. sungchan wasn’t slick, but he also wasn’t trying to be.

“i don’t think this is the proper place to personally train someone, don’t you agree anton? anyone could interrupt our.. training” you were patient in letting them do what they planned, it’s amusing watching them go back and forth in whatever dialogue they must’ve reversed before hand. anton would agree !! claiming a quieter, more secluded spot would be better for the three of you.

anton would suggest one of the private changing rooms .. “there’s mirrors in there.. it’s okay if we’re just stretching” you’d agree to go with them, without any reluctance. you knew what kind of stretching was going to be happening and you knew, realistically, it’s not something you should be doing in an open gym with cameras everywhere. not for your first time with them anyway.

the door would be the locked the moment the three of you step in. anton finding his place behind you, facing the mirror. his frame is similar to sungchans … he still towers over you.. his hands feel just as hot on your skin…. sungchan would walk over to you slowly .. a sly smile on his face .. “so you were interested in stretching? i’m always willingly to help a pretty girl out”

turns out part of the stretching he was talking about was hooking your leg over his shoulder as he sunk to his knees between your legs and ate you out… having anton wrap an arm around your waist to keep you up.. his other hand gripping your tits under your shirt as sungchan flicked his tongue against your clit. the two were ruthless together. sunghan didn’t hold back, especially when he pushed a finger into you and dug his other hand into the skin of your ass.. pressing a second finger into you and laugh as your moans echoed throughout the small room. anton would be more quieter but his grip on you wouldn’t falter.. lips finding your neck.. eyes watching you through the mirror as yours were squeezed shut.

sungchan was honest about helping you with stretching !!!! even more so when he let you rest your head on his lap as anton spread your legs apart to press his cock into you. he was thick… stretching your cunt out so deliciously.. sungchan promised to help you through the intense stretch.. fingers brushing through your hair as his others went down to play with your clit!!! anton’s cock abusing your little hole.. the whole thing would give you nothing but ecstasy.. pure, unfiltered pleasure filling the room with each deep thrust from anton.

sungchan wouldn’t fuck you.. not then at least … promises you as he plays with your hair that you’ll get to feel his cock next time !!! stretching takes time and he doesn’t want you to be too overwhelmed during your first session with them !! plus, you needed something to look forward too and him promising to stuff your sweet cunt full of his cum was just as exciting as it could get.

[transmascaraa]

hi! guess who's returned after finally graduating :)

can i request a drabble where our bsf (lyney/wanderer/gaming) goes to prom with us + slow dances with us? maybe a little confession too..

i sincerely apologize if you've already done a fic like this already! i haven't opened tumblr for a while now—

— 🧷anon (p.s. how are you :0?)

multiple characters headcannons!

prom confession.

characters: lyney, gaming, wanderer, xiao x gn!reader

author's note: added xiao js because🤷‍♂️ ANYWAYS congrats on your graduation!! mine is like the 14th of june so i still have a bit left but yeah! i've been alright these last few days i guess, nothing special going on really lol i hope you've been well too :p also the only SIMILAR thing i did was this with gaming, but it isn't exactly like what i'm gonna write now lmao so i hope you enjoy these hcs^^

☆ Lyney

-lyney, as your bsf, is like a really trustworthy and loyal one, PLUS interesting af

-and as you HAD to have a dance partner at prom, you chose him because he was the only safe option, really.

-you asked him if he wanted to dance with you and he was a bit surprised at first but agreed after a bit. SO the music started, and you started dancing together.

-y'know, that waltz dance pose.

-and it was peaceful enough for lyney to be honest with you about something.

-he didn't care about your answer anymore, he just had to get it off his chest

-no more "magician lyney", no more "fatuus lyney".

-just "lyney".

-so when there was a pause in the music, he pulled you closer and whispered in your ear:

-"want to try and be lovers?"

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✷ Gaming

-like any time, any day.

-he was also a very good bsf, definitely always something interesting to hear from him

-AND it's entertaining to spend time with him in the first place lol

-so being that close, you decided to dance together for prom since neither of you had another choice.

-and he put one of his hands on your waist, and the other intertwined with yours, as you started dancing together.

-peaceful as well.

-adoring each others presence in the moment.

-sharing a few compliments here and there, making eachother giggle and smile and blush

-when nobody was looking, and nobody could hear either of you—

-"i love you." you both said at the same time.

-it was awkward, but it worked out just fine^^

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✧ Wanderer

-uh kinda difficult to become friends at first lmfao

-but you definitely manage to do it after a while and even become bsfs

-and like originally he wanted to go to prom alone

-but he felt bad for you just standing in the corner while everyone else danced with others so he just kinda dragged you to dance

-no words exchanged, only his embarrassed face not wanting to look at you directly.

-his heart was racing and he was doing his best to not fuck up the dance

-not until you pulled him closer and smiled warmly at him.

-he was flustered, but still looking you in the eyes, despite wanting to seem unbothered and uninterested.

-you kissed him on the cheek while whispering:

-"do you want to be more than friends?" to which he embarrassedly nodded, not keeping any eye-contact with you after that.

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✿ Xiao

-so uh you'd HAVE to be the one trying to become friends with him at first (but it kinda js works out even tho it's difficult since he doesn't understand mortals)

-although, with your help, he understands humans AT LEAST a BIT more than he used to.

-he went with you to prom because you had told him that you have nobody to dance with, so you decided to ask him.

-he didn't really get the concept of prom but he did it anyway.

-of course, while you were dancing with the music playing in the background, he felt a lot more open.

-so he started telling you in detail about how he felt about you. he didn't know it was love.

-he told you about how pretty/handsome/fabolous you were in his eyes, how he wished to spend all his life AND afterlife with you, how important you were to him and that he'd protect you if he had to—

-"i love you too, xiao." and he didn't know how to function properly after that.

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yes

just yes i love it

it was really interesting to write ngl i had such beautiful scenarios in my head smh

| 🧷anon | @mariaace <3

[marchiekana]

Hiii, Anon H is here and is very happy that you're back I loved what you did with my prompt. And I hope you had a good time camping !

Y'see I'm very sleep deprived because of my work lmao. Then I thought, 'yeah let's just be super self indulgent I'm too tired for this'. Like a reader that's either overworked, physically drained and / or has a hard time sleeping overall at night. They keep doing the same thing everyday but with less and less sleep. Sorry if it doesn't make much sense, I might just fall asleep any second now.

😔 I feel ya

And also, anon H please take care of yourself!

Asta x reader

March 7th x reader

Kafka x reader

Himeko.

I think I made kafka's and maybe Asta's a bit angsty(not very much)

✨ some angst in kafka's, mentions of death, fainting and falling sick, overworked reader, physically tired reader. Tell me if there anything else!

Also not proofread so there might be some grammer mistakes

Asta

Asta and you are twinning. She's got loads of work and bills and reports that need to be filled and so do you, all because of one uninterested owner of the space station.

Asta's worried about you more because in the end, she can assign someone else to do some of her work but yours I'd different, but she'll still try to make sure that you get some rest and stay fit. She's scared that you'll faint if it's too much work and to make sure you don't she stuffs you with food.

Will force you to sleep no matter what! And she'll even offer to do your work even when she has a lot herself, all cause she's scared you might fall I'll or hurt yourself more.

And if you can't sleep she'll take you out of your room instead of letting you drown in your work. You'd go to see the stars near the main lobby of the spaceship, even though it's the same as always.

Overall she's always ready to do anything for you, as long as you're happy she's happy too

March 7th

(Your one of the astral crew members cuz I say so.)

March and you are polar opposites. She's the bright, energetic one while you look like your gonna commit crimes and die any moment now. That's just how it is.

Everyday, while she does her skincare routine and have fun the whole day, you'd be busy lying around and recovering from a mission, absolutely drained and your body aching all over.

She worried for you to say the least, she can see the fatigue in your eyes and how tired you look but no worries cuz March always comes to the rescue!

Will force you to get some rest and not overexert yourself for a tiny battle. I can basically hear her saying "no need to worry, when I'm here!" Or "I'll protect you !" She just cute like that~

And she'll teach you how important it is to eat well and take good care of yourself! You'll have little sleepovers where you both do each other's nails and wear face masks while watching a movie or just talking, spending time with eachother

And when you can't sleep, she'll be by your side, braiding your hair, combing it, or just hugging you to sleep💜 (I love her)

Its her no.1 mission now, to make sure you take care of yourself properly!

Himeko

Your not getting enough sleep? No worries, just take a sip of Himeko's coffee and you're out cold.

Jokes aside, she's gonna make sure you stay healthy and stay back with her and welt for most missions. Its not like she wants you to not go out and enjoy but more like she's worried that you'll get hurt and overwork yourself trying to help others.

I'm sorry that's all cause now my brain ain't running.

Kafka

Kafka is amused more than worried about it. She questions why you joined the stelleron hunters if you're gonna get tired after every mission. But she sets such thoughts aside and warmly smiles at you as she takes care of you

She'd first make sure you eat so that you're more stronger physically. If she sees you sleeping on the couch she'd go get a blanket to drape on you with a pillow for support.

She's scared that someday your fragility will be the end of you, scared that you'll leave her and that she'll never be able to see her again.

And if you can't sleep shes there by your side massaging your hair or your shoulder so that you relax. And if you can't sleep no matter what she does, even though she hates to use her mind ability on you, she'd use it to tell you to sleep.

She finds it pathetic honestly. Sad that she has to resort to such methods just so you could sleep. But she'll never show it, even when shes worried about you she'd still act chill and laid back. And she'll never let you know how she feels. She loves you after all and doesn't want to lose you.

Iahh himeko's is too short! But I just can't think of what she'd do

I was listening to first love/late spring while typing kafka's and now blame the song for making me feel angsty.

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[samzies-world]

Helping hands

You and Yeosangs lover is recently having some anxiety problems with his dream career.

You always knew Wooyoung had wanted to be a musician since he was a kid. You and Yeosang loved his music and were always proud of it. You wished he saw himself how you and Yeosang did, especially now when he seemed to be losing himself in his self hatred. You hated it like this. He was always nose deep in his music and didn’t talk much to you and Yeosang the worst part of it all was it hurt his ego and it made him feel insecure out of his work life you couldn’t blame him because you knew he dedicated his whole life and identity to this and if you and Yeosang ever tried to confront him and pull him away from it all that exactly what he would say

You and Yeosang were now sitting at the table in the dimly lit house. After eating dinner together you both decided to build a puzzle together (physically and figuratively) actually you both decided to build one about a week ago and only now are you guys finally finishing the edges. You look up at Yeosang eyebrows furrowed in concentration you always wondered if you were bothering him with how he always looked stressed lately of course you knew Yeosang enjoyed your company just as much as he did Wooyoung's but you could still tell the calm quietness that he once looked forward to in a way now made him uncomfortable. You didn’t blame him, you also felt uncomfortable trying to keep eachother happy yet always feeling like such an important part of you is missing.When you first got into this relationship you always wondered if one of the guys didn’t like one of your moves would they break it off with you but looking at yourself now and how far you’ve come with your favorite boys you knew you would always need them both never just one or the other. None the less you appreciated Yeosang and freeing up time away from work to keep your mind busy in his company.

Your head snapped up at the sound of a pair of keys clinking into the door knob before opening slowly to reveal a very tired hunched over wooyoung. You immediately stood up to greet him with Yeosang also getting up to his feet except going the other way presumably to warm up his dinner plate you guys saved for him. You reached him and grabbed his hands in yours

“Hey baby, how was your day?” You ask him trying not to get your voice to sound too much fake happiness. The hopefulness lingering in it was all real though you hoped he would give you a long detailed description of his day while his gaze would look longingly at nothing. You missed seeing him happy.

He pulled his chilled hands away from you to bend down and take his shoes off. “It was fine.” He answered flatly before standing tall again and looking at you up and down. His eyes didn’t hold much of any emotion anymore they looked empty I know he was feeling like a stranger to himself in his own skin me and Yeosang both knew the feeling but haven't gone through the same things and that must be why it was so hard for Wooyoung to talk to either of us.

“How was yours?” He asked quietly, shaking you from your thoughts. You look him in the eyes once again and smile warmly at him before answering. “It was ok. Me and Yeosang made dinner and saved you some. Now we're building a puzzle. You should join us.” I told him looking at him hopefully while his gaze went back to the ground. It's been a long time since he’s held eye contact with any of us comfortably.

“Thanks guys. You don’t need to, I'm probably gonna shower and go to bed.” He said. Yeosang walked back into the living room, greeting him also with a warm squeeze of the hand.

“Nonsense when's the last time you ate.” Yeosang said, lowering his head trying to catch his gaze while his other hand caressed his cheek. His skin felt cold but it was a giving from coming back from the chilled outside air.

Wooyoung seemed to tense up at the thought of food. You noticed it and tried to change the subject. Maybe you could try with that later in the night.

“You don’t have to do that if you don’t wanna, though maybe just come and help us with the puzzle. Maybe even tell us more about your day.” You say trying to sound excited. Deep down you were Wooyoung hasn’t been this talkative lately most of his responses could even pass as mean but you and Yeosang never took it personally.

“Guys I'm really tired and I just wanna shower and relax.” He said this time sounding a bit older like he previously would. You knew not to push anymore and so did Yeosang judging by the way he slightly flinched and took his hands away to keep to himself. Wooyoung noticed immediately, looking like he could burst into tears at any moment. You hated seeing him so sad and worried all the time.

“That's ok.” Yeosang reassured quietly, almost looking just as defeated as Wooyoung. He quickly breathed out a little sigh before walking to your guy’s shared bedroom. You looked over at Yeosang, he was already looking at you. He gave your shoulder a squeeze before letting his hand trail down to your hand and leading you back to the dining table to start on the puzzle once again. It was still way too quiet especially considering Wooyoung was finally here but the sound of running water upstairs made you feel a little fuller and reassured. You and Yeosang continued the puzzle till the water stopped and our eyes met immediately after making a silent agreement that you two just needed to go sleep with your other lover.

On your way up the stairs you started thinking about how the nights went. Some were really bad and painful and some were just gloomy but better than the painful nights. The painful nights consisted of you and Yeosang feeling Wooyoung push himself away from you guys. There were just some days that he seemed to not want your guy’s touch, like it burned him. The not so bad nights were when he would sleep close and not on the edge of the bed but on those nights you would often question things like. Does this mean he needs to be cuddled? Or is it because we're not trying to smother him with cuddles for once?

You made it at the top of the stairs and entered the bedroom seeing a very tired wooyoung with fresh pj’s and rubbing a towel on his head as a sad attempt at drying his hair. Yeosang came up behind him to give him a quick kiss on his cheek and untuck the covers for bed. On your way to the bathroom next you didn’t give Wooyung a kiss on the cheek, that was what was different between you and Yeosang and would always quietly get on your nerves sometimes that was he always knew what to do when someone was feeling insecure or down it was an endearing trait for him you knew you always loved how he would shyly do things for you when your were down but lately when it came to Wooyoung it seemed you would always do things wrong and then Yeosang would come in and fix it. You were happy Wooyoung got someone like Yeosang in his life you were also grateful everyday but sometimes when you would see them come out of room together and seeing Wooyoung slightly happier you wished you could have been the cause for it once or atleast have been in the room to see it happen.

Now changed into your sleep attire (one of the boys shirts and your underwear) you head out to see a now changed Yeosang and a sleeping lump on the edge of the bed. You smile at the sight and go to Yeosang who had his arms open for you.

“Hey.” He said with a goofy grin across his face. You giggled slightly before answering “Hey.”

“Are you ok?” He asked you. “Yea just worried about him is all.” I said looking down still with his arms wrapped around me. “I wish I could help.” I added whispering hoping I wasn't just imagining the little snores Wooyung was letting out afterall you would hate for him to hear how it was impacting you guys.

“He knows you do.” He said reassuringly, moving his hand to move the hair out of your face and caressing you. “Us staying and being by his side is all he’s allowing so that’s just what we’ll do.” After he said that he was now scanning your face for any disagreement. He didn’t find any.

“Come on, let's go to bed.” He said trying to sound happier and changing the subject while dragging you to bed. You were in the middle tonight. You and Yeosang switched off most of the time. You were happy to be in this place tonight. You scoot as close as you can to wooyoung's warm body while still trying to make sure he had enough room if he needed to toss around in his sleep.

“Goodnight angels” Yeosang whispered out while turning off the bedside lamp.

“Goodnight.” You whispered back.

Chapter 2>>

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Authors notes: I will be making this a series I don’t really know why I posted it on here when I was gonna write a whole tragedy buuut hopefully you guys wait till next chapter.

[blue-sadie]

The Accused

Robbie Paulson x Roommate Reader

Series Masterlist

Prt 9 of the Different Versions Series

Summary: waking up by someone pulling you out of bed is a rude awakening so he just puts you to bed very nicely

Warning: wall sex

Yn/3rd person pov

I was awoken by someone pulling me from my bed and shoving me into someone chest, my eyes widened but my vision was still blurry "leave her alone you punks, it's ok cutie everything will be ok" I heard Marc's voice as i felt arms wrap around me.

My gaze followed the man blurry people in blue and black uniforms as they ransacked the room "hey that's private" he yelled as he left my side, my vision slowly came into focus, my heart pounding as I looked to the people around me it was the police "Mr Robbie Paulson" marc's doppelganger turned to the person calling him his eyes catching mine.

"I'll be back Cutie be safe" he murmured as he walked by I silently followed him to the lounge my hands clenching my pj shirt as I sat on the couch I watched the police come and go with different of possessions in their hands, I sat still and silent waiting for them to leave, it was about 3 hours when the last cop shut the door.

I turned on the TV my eyes glued to the screen listening to the late day news, "hey cutie I'm back" Robbie called out as he stepped into the apartment "in here" I said not looking away from the TV, I watched from the side of my eye as he shrugged off his jacket his eyes watching me carefully.

"They didn't disturb you too much did they" he asked his voice filled with sincerity and concern it wasn't something I was very much used to it felt comforting, I turned to look at him a slight smile on my face "they were alright but not when they pulled me from my bed" I admitted he smiled sadly and came to sit by my side "I'm sorry" he mumbled, he had a pouty look on his face which made me smile more he was cute.

"Its ok" I murmured resting my head onto my are that on was the back of the couch so I was looking at him directly, he jerked slight as an idea popped into his head his eyes widened in excitement "I know what will make you feel better" he said standing up, my brows frowned in confusion a bit as he rushed to the kitchen and the familiar buzz of the kettle rang out softly through the apartment.

I heard the cluttering and clinking of mugs and utensils before after a fem minutes he brought out two mugs and a packet of choc-chip biscuits, the smell of hot chocolate filled my nose it was delightful I smiled taking one mug from him carefully and thanked him before taking a little sip mh nose crinkled at the slight burn but i didn't care, now don't get me wrong I love Steven's tea and Marc's coffee but fuck the way jake made his hot chocolate was amazing and this tasted the exact same but he'll never tell me how he makes it.

"How did you make it" I questioned seeing if I could finally get the answer "a magician never reveals his secrets" Robbie grinned mischievously as he sipped his own returning to his seat, we fell into comforting silence our gaze turning back to the screen, he grabbed the remote flipping through a few channels intill we found a good movie to watch.

During the movies progression our now empty mugs have been discarded onto the coffee table and our bodies slowly inched towards eachother intil his arms were wrapped around my shoulders, my body pressed up against his and my head nuzzled into the crook of his neck with his on top of mine.

His breathing quickened as he slowly moved his hand down my shoulder to my thighs his finger lightly drawing mindless patterns as he stared at the screen, I smiled warmly and moved my hand to hold his, he flinched at the contact but eased into it I intertwined our fingers and squeezed his hand lightly turning my head to him to see him facing me a cute smile spread across his lips.

"I-i like you cutie" he murmured a dark blush appearing on his cheeks I bit my lip before speaking too "I like you to robbie" he closed his eyes as his smile widened a loving chuckle left his lips "really" he asked leaning a bit more towards me I nodded and leaned in too so our lips touched, he groaned happily as he pressed his lips harder against mine.

I slowly shifted intill I was on top of him my thighs next to his and my chest was pressed up against his, he let out stuffled moans and whines as I slightly moved on his lap, I could feel his cock hardened under me as I grinned against his lips for once I thought I would have control but I was wrong.

I gasped throwing my head back in surprise as I felt him bring down his hand on my ass, his eyes darkened as I brought my face back to his "don't think ill give you control that easily did you" he chuckled his hands gripped my ass making me shudder and sigh in slight pain he chuckled again bring his face to my neck his lips attaching to my skin.

He kissed my neck and slowly move his way down to the tops of my covered breasts he pulled a but back his eyes staring at me "take it off" he breathed out I whined as he took his hands off of me "take.... it .... off" he muttered and I nodded eagerly and slowly grabbed the hem of my pj shirt and pulled it over my head, he groaned as my breast fell out of the shirt and he eagerly moved his hands from my butt to my breasts grabbing and squeezing them firmly.

"So gorgeous" he grumbled before reattaching his lips to my skin this time he wrapped his lips around my nipple his teeth bearingly grazing it causing me to shudder, he pulled away with a 'pop' before moving onto the next was giving it the same treatment as the first "r-robbie" I whined biting my lip, he smirked pulling away "that's my name don't wear it out" he murmured making me rolling my eyes and groan.

"Just fuck me already" I whined again my hands moving to clasp his shoulders, he layed a few kisses along my collar bone before speaking "anything for you cutie" he winked up at me, he slowly stood up his hands still on my ass making it so I had to wrapped my thighs around him, he pressed his lips to mine again as he moved across the apartment in slow steps.

I huffed and tightened my legs around him bringing my core against his bulge, he cursed loudly and pressed me up against the wall "naughty naughty" he teased and slowly released me and let me stand on the ground his body still caged my own, "take it off" this time he was referring to the pj shorts I was wearing, he too started to pull off his clothes his eyes never leaving my hands as the grabbed the hem of my shorts and pushing them just enough so they fell to my feet.

He sucked in a breath as he dropped his clothes to the floor, he grabbed one of my thighs and brought it up to his waist as his other hand grabbed his cock, his eyes stared into mine as he slowly slid the head up and down my slit "take it cutie" he whispered and pushed his cock into my entrance.

I gasped my nails dug into his shoulders as I squeezed my eyes shut "fuck your tight" he huffed the hand that was holding his cock went to the wall surrporting him as he slowly started to move, I whined at the movement of his cock inside as he moved in and out his pants and breathes turned into soft groans as moans.

He moved his head to the crook ofmy neck his labored breaths fanning over my skin "you sound so cute" he groaned as he increased his powerful strokes, the force of his thrusts making me moan as it pushed me further into the wall.

I pushed my head back against the wall, opening my mouth to letout my moans, Robbie took this chance to attach his lips to my neck again but this time sucking harshly definitely leaving a few marks.

My legs quivered as I felt myself get closer to my climax, the waves of pleasure making my eyes roll, I clenched around him making him groan and growl "cumming" he hissed as he did a few more thrusts before pressing inside me releasing his seed painting my insides white, I yelled out in pleasure as I cam after him.

My legs buckled underneath me and Robbie almost let me fall but caught me before I hit the floor "easy cutie, I can't afford to damage you a single bit" he chuckled still breathing heavily, Robbie slowly pulled me back into my arms and helping me to my bed and going to grab afew things to clean me up, my eyes began to flutter and a few yawns let my lips as I began to fall asleep.

"The perfect little cutie, your adorable when you sleep don't worry ill be right here when you wake up, sleep tight cutie love ya"

[hiicheng]

they are the way out.

pair. ★ Eunchae x gn!reader

genre. ★ domestic fluff, angst?

tags. ★ high school au oneshot mutual pining, bickering, comfort, ft lesserafim members, a sprinkle of humor, reader and the members is whipped for Eunchae,

holding eachothers hands and you letting out shakey breathes and slowly almost about to cry but you luckily did not let a tear go in your face being so nervous and yet not telling Eunchae the problem that is happening to you. you looked at Eunchae, holding her hands tightly and Eunchae is just smiling looking for her other group members, Chaewon, Yunjin, Kazuha and Sakura for the excitement group presentation you are going to do but then you are not happy for the situation you have gone through. Not you saying anything, Eunchae expected you to also be happy about the group presentation and not noticing you saying something or doing anything. Finding the members in the bathroom, Eunchae let out a bright smile and bright eyes and hugging Yunjin with the Sakura with her and looking at Eunchae with a small smile yet still hurt but still smiling because of Eunchae's cuteness. "You what to do right?" Sakura smiled and chucked putting her hands to Eunchae's shoulder also cannot wait for their presentation to impress! the others. "oh yes totally." Eunchae giggled, Sakura and Yunjin having a warm smile and Yunjin letting her excitement and childish self go with Eunchae's energy. "broo I am sure we will make everyone laugh with our script and presentation." Yunjin being so confident and having high expectations that just make Sakura chuckled and slightly agreeing with her. Eunchae cutely stomped from excitement as you chuckled shyly from Eunchae's cuteness from that, you Hugged Eunchae and wrapping your arms to Eunchae's waist and from that you slowly cried, Eunchae looking at you worried and concerned with Sakura and Yunjin feeling the same. "oh? you okay?" Yunjin sounded worried as Sakura and Yunjin approach to you caressing your head and your face being covered by Eunchae's shoulder. Eunchae also was worried for you and also confused what was going on with you. "hey.. tell us.." Sakura softly said also caressing your head as you finally showed your face with tear marks on your face, Eunchae letted go and face to you cupping your face to hers. You let out a big sigh "I- I-” you started to stammer, trying to let out a word. "I just feel overwhelmed and stressed lately. There's so much going on and I don't know how to handle it all." You admitted, tears continuing to fall from your eyes. Sakura, Yunjin, and Eunchae all gave you sympathetic looks, understanding the feeling of being overwhelmed. "Hey, it's okay to feel like this." Yunjin reassured you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "We're here for you, and we'll help you through this. Just take one step at a time, okay?" You nodded, feeling little better just from their comforting words. "my parents. fault." you muttered just to let them know that your parents is the one who let you go through this. Eunchae's expression turned more serious upon hearing about your parents. "What happened?" she asked, her concern evident in her voice. You shook your head, not really wanting to talk about it. "It's nothing, just parents complaining about school thing " Sakura and Yunjin looked at each other, silently agreeing to not push the matter any further. They knew that sometimes, it was best to just be there for someone and offer support without prying too much into their personal matters. Eunchae, understanding their unspoken message, nodded in agreement. "Okay, we won't ask any more questions. But know that we're here for you, okay?" Eunchae hugged you again, the other members joining in and creating a group hug. "We're all in this together." Sakura stated, the others nodding in agreement. And with their support, you tried to think how to get it out in your head. "come on.. lets go to Chaewon and Kazuha. " Yunjin Warmly smiled wrapping her arm to your waist and going back to the classroom hallway to go to the classroom.

You nodded hesitantly, still feeling a bit overwhelmed but grateful for your friends' support. Together with the others, you made your way to Kazuha and Chaewon's classroom, hoping to distract yourself from your worries even for just a little while. As you walked, you felt Yunjin's arm around your waist as she gave you a reassuring smile. Eunchae held your hand, squeezing it gently in silent support. Sakura walked beside you, her cheery demeanor lifting your spirits a little. When you arrived at the classroom, Kazuha and Chaewon were bickering over who would gain weight first during recess. You saw them with a gentle smile on how hilarious they are. "Guys, what the hell is this again?" Yunjin asked, being so tired from their bickering.

Chaewon and Kazuha turned to face the group, their bickering halted at Yunjin's tone. "What's wrong, Yunjin?" Chaewon asked, her expression changing from playful to concerned when she saw the group's faces. You took a deep breath and decided to speak up. "I've just been feeling really overwhelmed lately." Kazuha and Chaewon nodded in understanding, knowing how tough school and life could be sometimes. "Of course, we're here for you," Chaewon offered you a hug. "And we're always ready to listen if you need to talk about anything." "We can just have fun in recess, just don't gain weight first so Kazuha can gain weight first" Chaewon jokingly said, teasing kazuha. "what the fuck? you're most likely to eat more!" Kazuha retorted, while Yunjin and Sakura tries to think what was going on with them As they continued to bicker and tease each other, you felt a sense of ease wash over you then Eunchae holded your torso and rested her head on your shoulder.

"I am here and we are also here." Eunchae's words were like a soothing balm to your soul, and you felt grateful for her presence. You leaned your head on Eunchae, feeling the warmth of her embrace and the comfort of her words.

"thanks.” you muttered as you and Eunchae were just watching them and feeling Eunchae's affection for yours and feeling grateful.

[m3l0v3trees]

Sorry if it's short! But busy weeks and weekends are holding me back so I hope you enjoy!<3

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The morning sun, shines down through your one bedroom window. Sunshine beaming at your S/c face as you get up into a sitting position and rub your tired eyes to look at the window getting shine upon the morning sun.

You stretched your body and finally heard those satisfying pop of your bones. You took your towel and walked to your bathroom to shower. After drying up and brushing your teeth, you head to your wardrobe and take out a casual dress. It was a beautiful F/c gradient colour, it had no sleeves, and had a bow behind it. And for your shoes it's the same colour but they doll shoes. To be honest, this was your favourite dress.

You remember that you're supposed to meet your new friend bobby bearhug at the flower field. Excited to meet her again, you quickly got down the stairs and greeted your grandmother and started to eat your breakfast without getting choked on your food.

You quickly washed the dishes and began to get your basket ready. You put some snacks and drinks, books, and a picnic blanket. You began to walk to your door but before you left.

"Grandmother! I'm off to meet up with a friend!" You shouted.

"Alright! Be careful on your way there!" Your grandmother shouted back.

Without hesitation, you quickly ran through the woods to head to the flower field. Excited to meet up with your first ever friend you quickly run till you arrive at the flower field. You saw a red gradient colour and ran towards it knowing who it was.

"Bobby!" You shouted excitedly.

"Huh?" Bobby turned her gaze to you with excitement in her eyes.

You jump towards her and hugged her tightly. This caught the red bear surprise but she giggled and hugged you back.

"Excited much?" Bobby giggled.

"Maybe." You giggled.

You both laughed together enjoying eachothers company and presence. For a whole day, you both would read books, eat snacks, make flower crowns, sky watching, and playing tags with one another. By the time at sunset, you both nod farewell and went home.

This continued for months! Hanging out and having fun with one and another. Days filled with happiness. And days of telling your grandmother all the fun and happiness you had...

But, one rainy night...

Your grandmother fell ill...

Bad illness, you called every doctor in your village. But no luck, every doctors answers are still the same. You weren't ready to be alone without your grandmother. She was like your real mother. You stayed by your grandmother's side day and night. You already explain this to bobby and she understands. Grief is quite paining your heart of happiness.

"Grandmother... Please... Don't leave me!" You cried out. Tears flowing like waterfalls as you desperately plead your grandmother.

"Oh, shush... My little Y/N... Do not cry.. it pains my heart to leave you too.. but fate always leads to an end..." Your grandmother reassure you trying to calm you down. It pains her heart to leave you and seeing your tears flowing down your beautiful F/c eyes.

"Please... Don't leave me..." You cried.

"Oh, I want leave you, my Y/N... I'll always be by your side to protect you and watch over you... I'm so lucky to have you as my granddaughter... Your my little bundle of joy that I could ever ask for..." She reached out for your cheek and caressed it with her weak wirnkled hand.

"I have to join your grandfather now... And I'll tell you everything about you to your grandfather... Just remember I'll always love you on the bottom of my heart..." She smiled warmly as a small tear flow down from her beautiful brown eyes.

"I love you too... Please rest in peace... Grandmother..." You smiled.

With that... Your grandmother slowly passed away. You continue to cry on her bed feeling empty and broken. Your heart pained even more because of the grief you have carried and saved.

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After the burying your grandmother. You went to the flower field as tears continued to flow. You saw Bobby sitting under the tree. You didn't even bother wiping your tears away as you continue to walk forward to where bobby was.

Bobby turned to where you were walking. Upon seeing your crying sad face. She walked over to you. You couldn't hold it in anymore as you jump to her and hug her. She didn't seem bothered by it. She smiled and patted your back.

"Let it out..." She calmly said.

You did as she told you to. You broke down and cried more and more trying to let go of the pain in your heart.

"I miss her s-so much!" You cried as bobby's jacket began to get wet by your tears.

"I know It hurts... So let it out..." She reassured you. She slowly sat down with you on her arms crying.

"I'll be here... To stay with you."

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Bidding Love // Stray Kids Hwang Hyunjin

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y/n nervously awaited for Hyunjin to get home after his schedule for that day. Today was a rare occasion since Hyunjins schedule ended a little around 6pm and y/n asked for a couple days off from work. They had been dating for a while, but tonight was special. It was their 3 year anniversary and today was the day they were going to share an intimate experience together for the very first time.

When Hyunjin arrived around 7pm, you decided to touch up your hair and make up as Hyunjin got ready so both of you could go to the dinner reservation Hyunjin picked out weeks in advance. Coming out of the bathroom, Hyunjin was dressed in a dark grey button up shirt with black dress pants and his hair up in a ponytail. You really couldn’t believe how Hyunjin was yours, this man who everyone wanted but he chose you. On the outside you’d think he’d be a somewhat of a lady’s man, a guy that has a lot of girls, a new girlfriend every couple of weeks. His social circle was mostly girls so you’d think that about him. But you couldn’t be further from the truth, actually Hyunjin is more of a romantic, before you he had maybe two or three girlfriends but that was when he was still in school, way before debuting.

But as you locked eyes with Hyunjin, his smile lighted up the room as he looked at you “wow” his eyes looked at you as a whole, traveling down to your hand looking at the bracelet he gifted you when you both became a couple exactly 3 years ago. Your dress that was in that shade of burgundy that he really liked. “Hey beautiful” Hyunjin approached you, not breaking eye contact. Distracted, you reached behind you taking out a small gift bag with a red rose sticking out. “It’s small but I know you’ll love it” Hyunjin looked at you tilting his head then kissed your cheek. “I also have your present but do you mind if we open them at the restaurant?” With a smile you nod.

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At this point you both already ate and we’re just talking about your day and other things. “Look at that view” Hyunjin follows your gaze to the open view from the top of the balcony when your table was at. Hyunjin wanted to have everything perfect for the night, knowing you love open places and a pretty view he somehow got the restaurant to prepare a table on their balcony even tho they don’t allow that there. “It’s so pretty” you say, “I know right” Hyunjin says while looking at you. You snap back to reality and look at Hyunjin who now was pretending to loot at something in the distance so you wouldn’t catch him staring at you. “Present time!” You say reaching out for Hyunjins gift. “Open yours first” Hyunjin reaches over and grabs the gift from your hands. And you do the same as he gives you yours. Hyunjin takes his time reading the letter you wrote, you swear you saw his eyes have a little bit of a layer of tears but he somehow managed to not let a tear fall. You smiled warmly at the site as he opened the gift, it was a hair clip, to be exact it was a hair clip that his grandma used to wear a lot. It wasn’t the exact same one she used to own but it was the same one. Bringing his hand to his mouth, he looked up at you with now teary eyes “how did you-“ he couldn’t even finish the question from the shock. “I talked to your mom, it’s not the same one she had but I found the exact one” you smiled at him “oh my god y/n… th-thank you” he got up and hugged you.

“Please open your gift” Hyunjin said as he held onto the hair clip. As you opened the gift you came across a similar hair clip to the one you got him “well… you see, I was on this page that auctions off stuff and found the exact same hair clip my grandma wore, I thought of you and how it’ll look pretty on you so I tried to bid for it… as you can see I didn’t win it as the other bidder bid $58-“ you cut him off “$586 dollars?” You both look at eachother. “Did you…” you both laughed at eachother. “Omg that was you!? Hey I gotta give it to you, you bid till the last second and beat me” Hyunjin said laughing.

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☆ Papa Joel Miller!

(Not sexual, simply Papa Joel:3)

⚠️: small mention of blood, slight angst but mostly just fluff

TW: None.

• He found you in the apocalypse by yourself, crying and holding a knife close to your chest scared of everything that moved and immediately had to help you in some sort if way since you were only young..

• He took you in and gave you what food he had without a word as to not stress you out and to keep your composure.

• After awhile of eating what food he had given you he spoke up, "Im Joel, what's your name Kiddo?" he spoke softly, a tint of worry choked in his voice.

• You give him your name shortly after and he smiles warmly at you, "Y/N.. do you have anyone with you?" He asks gently, trying not to cause you any stress.

• You explain to the unknown man that you have no one anymore in the apocalypse, tears prickled your eyes as you speak, your voice slowly collapsing..

• He sighs deeply and listens to you choke on your words about everything and what happened to everyone, for the first time in years he felt pure sorrow for someone other than himself.

• After a few months of getting to know eachother he takes you to many places, exploring the forests and abandoned city's full of the dead yet keeping you unharmed..

• Over time you slowly started to look up to Joel, as a friend and yet a sort of Father Figure for yourself.. he was there for you when you needed someone, anyone and he replaced that growing void in your body with himself and swearing that he'd protect you from harm as long as he lived.

• It finally happened, years after you both had met he was now in your eyes your father figure and he saw you as his own.. he told you the stories of his daughter years ago and thats when you realised that not only had he replaced that growing void within yourself with Love but you did the same for him..

• He gave you whatever he had to keep you safe and healthy, teaching you many things along the years with him.. you met people together but it never truly stayed that way, but thats okay.. you have Joel.

• He helped you with anything you needed and he was always there trying to support you in this hell of a world, you were there for eachother.

• One night you both got into an argument about supplies, you argued about him not eating enough and he argued about you needing to eat more than him.. you left the camp with a bow and arrow with the intention to bring him food, he always supplied you with what you needed and you always tried to convince him that he needed to look after himself aswell..

• Joel started yelling at you to come back inside but you didn't, you left and wandered into the forest in search of deer or anything really..

• Joel was worried, sitting on one of the chairs in the barely lit and cold, leaky cabin worried and choking on almost every breath praying that you would come back okay or just even come back at all..

• You returned almost 2 hours later with a deer dragging behind you and 2 squirrels tied to your waist, you had a gash on your thigh through your pants but you paid no attention and only kept your focus on bringing the food into the cabin for Joel.

• He jumped up and ran over to you, pulling the deer inside and immediately grabbing whatever gauge he had.. "What the fuck happened, Y/N?" He asks angrily, panting as hes just ran around searching for gauge and carrying the rest of the deer inside.

• You sit on the chair, squirrels still attached to your waist as you pant heavily realising you were bleeding and it was hurting.. "I needed to get you food, Joel.." you mumble out, he grunts angrily as he starts tying the gauge onto your wound and keeping pressure, he looked up at you with a look almost telling you that he wanted to know what happened.

• "..and there was a few runners 'n clickers.." you mumble out, his face turned pale as he jumps up and grabs the sides of your shoulders tightly, "Y/N, please tell me you weren't bit." He asks, his voice full of worry and despair as he waits for your answer.

• "Nonono I wasn't bit Joel, im fine.." you give him a light smile hoping he'd feel better..he sighs loudly before bringing you into a tight hug, "Dont go out at night never the less alone, Y/N.." he mutters softly, "Your welcome for the meat" you chuckle in response..

• Everything was okay, you were okay and Joel was slowly calming down but still grateful for the food.. he chuckles and releases the hug, "Thank you" he sarcastically mutters.

@pisfarter3000 Thanks pookie for the submission (even tho you constantly BULLIED me for it) still love you tho😚

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And finally, 😁 Chapter 3 💚 @larabiatasstuff

"Y/N? What are you doing out hear on your own?" "Tal?" Your sat down on the edge of the fountain, looking back as Taligaro walks up to you holding a blanket, still in his armour and his sword on his hip. "Its late and cold, why are you out hear?" "I couldn't sleep that's all, there's no need to worry" He looks at you in a non believable way, wrapping the blanket around you and keeping you from getting cold. "You say I dont need to worry, but I do. I dont want you to be out hear, cold and on your own" "Well...thank you...for making sure I'm ok...and for the blanket also" "Are you warm enough? Because I can help with that" His arms cuddle you in close to him, his arms are very warm indeed, and strong and big, instantly making you feel wonderful. He was now holding you so you were quite close. "That's....very nice Tal...thank you..." "Your welcome..."

Neither of you could keep your eyes off eachother, especially since his eyes seemed to glow in the moonlight, little sparkles dancing as you looked up at him, he was beautiful. There was that feeling again, but this time, it was much stronger. You felt like you needed to kiss him, feel him on your skin, and he felt the same. His hand slowly cuped your cheek, stroking the soft skin on your face, smiling warmly at you. You both started to lean in, closing your eyes as you could almost feel his lips on yours.... "Well well well! Am I interrupting anything?" Came a dark and nasty voice, stopping you and Taligaro in your tracks. "I do belive this little fling is about to come to an end" Taligaro stands up, keeping you behind him in a protective stance and facing down this man. "Luke Cole.... what are you doing hear?" "Isn't it obvious? I'm hear to collect what is rightfully mine. Now come along my dear" your frightened by the sight of him, you knew who he was and what he was capable of, so you stay firmly behind Taligaro. "Must I repeat myself? I said COME HEAR!" "She's not going anywhere with you Luke. I wont allow an abusive asshole like you take advantage of her" "Why would you care? It's not like she's important in anyway. She's just someone of royal blood who you can use to breed!" Taligaro was furious! He pulled out his sword and pointed it to him, which made Luke do the same. "Don't you dare speak about Y/N like that! I won't let you touch her" "After I kill you general, I'll do as I please!" And within a flash, they both start fighting and clashing their swords together in an awful fight, you were terrified for Taligaro, you didn't want him to get hurt. Taligaro was winning against him at first, but Luke managed to hit him in the stomach and pin him against the garden wall.

"No! Please let him go!" You scream out, begging for Luke to stop. "Shut up you bitch! Once I'm through with you, you'll never talk out of turn again! Not after I rip out your tounge!" Tailgaro found his strength again, seeing the look in your eye and after Luke threated you. He kicked Luke I'm the chest, pulled out his slightly smaller blade from his side and plunged it into his chest! Luke gasped as he let Taligaro go, stumbling backwards with the sword in his chest. Taligaro wasn't focused on that, as he ran straight over to you and holding your shaking body in his arms. "Y/N, are you alright?" "I'm ok, but Tal did he-" "Don't worry, there's just a few bruises, I'm alright" he says stroking your cheek again.

The noise and commotion alerted the guards and your father to the scene, where they see what has happened. "Sir Cole! You dare sneak onto my grounds! My dear child what happend?!" "He attacked Tal, father, and he was going to take me away. Taligaro saved me, if it wasn't for him....I dont know what would have happened. Your father looks over at you, and Taligaro still holding you and protecting you, thankful that his only daughter was in safe hands. "Thank you Taligaro, I will forever been in your debt" Just then, Luke was making noises on the floor, clasping onto the last bits of life he had left. "You tried to take my daughter away from me! This sword belongs in your chest" That was the very last thing Luke heard, before he died right there.

The guards took the body away, leaving you, Tal and your father. "My lord, I'm sorry for spilling blood on your grounds but-" "Do not apologise Taligaro. If it wasn't for your bravery, my daughters life would have been in mortal danger. I know I made the right decision choosing you" You smile up at him, agreeing with your father. "I think you did too father" This makes Taligaro smile so happily at you, and your father can see that there is something between you both. "I think that this evening has been quite enough for us all, why don't you both head to bed, and I'll make sure the guards are on duty around the castle" "Alright, good night father" "Goodnight my lord" You and Tal head upstairs to your rooms, and Taligaro kisses your cheek before you go to bed, he really was a gentleman. The next day was absolutely fine, no danger and the guards had disposed of Luke too, you could feel safe again...especially with Taligaro around. Night was falling, and all you could think about was Tal. How he saved you, how he protects you, and how you feel about him, so you decide to do something about it.

It's now dark outside, and you wrap yourself around in the same blanket he gave you the night before, walking out to the entrance of the hidden tunnel. Which just so happens to be in view of Tals window, and as luck would have it, he looks out of that window, seeing you in the garden. He smiles down at you, and you smile up at him, then you slowly turn to walk through the tunnel, hoping he would follow, and sure enough, he happily does. He runs down the stairs from his room and into the garden, going down the tunnel to where you were. He came into view of your sanctuary, where he sees you, standing in the moonlight, waiting for him. He looks amazing in the moonlight, his eyes glow like sapphires as he approaches you, it was a gorgeous sight. He walked over to you, there are no words, no talking, just blisfull uninterrupted silence. He's standing infront of you, making you feel all warm inside as he holds your face in his hands and slowly leans in, to kiss you with a deep passion. You feel completely lost in the feeling, he was an incredible kisser and it just got better and better. His hand moves down to your dress and pulls the string at the front, allowing your dress to open and fall onto the ground, allowing you to be completely naked infront of him, and he is completely hypnotized. "Do you like what you see?" "I love...WHO I see...." He kisses you again as your hands move up his armour and remove it too, pulling it away from his arms as it all falls to the ground too. It was like a scene from a romantic movie, time seemed to slow as everything happened. He held you against him as he lead you down on the blanket, kissed your neck as your hands stroked his muscular arms and back, and he makes incredible slow and passionate love to you.

It was beautiful and so gentle, being this intimate with him was incredible. The night seemed to melt away during the hours you and Taligaro spent making love under the stars. Later that evening when you were cuddled up with Taligaro in the blanket, you both discussed what happened. "That's was perfect Y/N, your perfect" "So are you Tal, I've never been this close to anyone before. I.....I love you" "I love you too Y/N, with all my heart" You both share one last tender kiss, just before your reach over at a piece of his hair. "What are you doing?" "Just adding a little something" your fingers work their magic, and a few moments later, he now has a long braid in his hair, it looks adorable. "I'm never removing this by the way" "I hope you dont Tal" So you both look back up at the stars, enjoying this moment, wishing for it to never end. The next day, you and Tal had discussed what you wanted to do and what to say to your father. So you both walked down together and into the garden, where you see your father say by the fountain.

"Ah hello you two. Are you both alright? You both seem quite happy, quite pleased" "Father...we have something to tell you" "Oh?" He says standing up. "You see father, it appears we won't have to go ahead with the plan B after all" That's when your hand slips into Taligaro as both yours and his fingers interlock, this makes your father smile with delight. "Oh my sweet daughter! This is wonderful news! I knew there was something hear! I'm so pleased" He pulls you in for a hug, it's a wonderful thing to celebrate. "And you Taligaro, thank you for everything you've done. Not just for my daughter, but for me, knowing that she has finaly found someone who can love her for who she is, I'm so thankful" "There's no need to thank me my lord, I love your daughter and I will always protect her" "My sweet Y/N, I'm so happy for you. And it will be wonderful when you both marry and see the world" "Thank you fath-wait what?" "Y/N I know you have always dreamed of exploring the world, and I know that Tal will be there for you when you both go. It's ok, I want you to peruse your dream, I want you to be happy. Love eachother, live your life" "Oh father, thank you so much" you hug him again just as tightly as before. "Now, let's all go inside shall we? We're going to need to plan for this wedding, especially now you've found the right man"

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Persona 4 Swap AU Teddie Social Link  Arcana: Moon Arcana

Hi! Everyone! It’s Arlo! To remind you all that I’ve decided to make a Persona 4 swap au in the inspiration of Scruffyturtles AU and other characters that I’ve had a lot of fun making! So this will be the Teddie Hanamura Social Link That will be the Yosuke of the AU so I hope you enjoy! Note! This story may cover some heavy topics such as Death and Grieving. If you are sensitive to these types of topics you have my absolute permission to skip or scroll by! Hope you enjoy!

*In the Yanaka Cemetery in Tokyo, Japan where Teddie and Rise were walking to. They’ve walked up to a tombstone and it reads 

“A Soul That Will Rest In Peace” 

Yosuke Hanamura

June 22, 1994

April 16. 2003

Loving Brother, Son

A Boy With A Heart Of Gold”

*Teddie Smiled for a bit reminiscing of his brother with treasurable memories that they’ve shared together*

(Teddie)

“When Yosuke Came around, He found me. I was all cold..hungry..with no adult to take care of me..I was four at the time and he was eight. Hehehe..I still remember those times to where my bro and I would walk around the lakes, go to movies and even have picnics..” 

(Teddie)

“As Years go by we kept our bond stronger without stopping, We kept it all together as brothers.”

*Then his face falters to a frown that seemed to upset him. It seems he finally understood what it all meant*

(Teddie) 

“When the other me spoke..I knew it was all true..after Yosuke died in the accident..I couldn’t do nothing but save myself since he sacrificed everything just to protect me..After his death the rest of the Hanamura Family blamed me..thinking that I was his killer..but the one who understood me was my dad..”

*His expression changed to a much calmer, peaceful even and shared a small smile to Rise. It seems he wanted to request her something that will meant to him*

(Teddie)

“If you don’t mind me asking..can you join me for a picnic pal?”

*Rise softly smiled at this offer and she said*

(Rise)

“Sure thing, I’ll do it for you as well pal.”

*Teddie smiled warmly back at his best friend*

(Teddie)

“Thanks..”

*As the two were enjoying their lunch. It seems the lovable son of a Olympic Surfer Kanji Tatsumi has stepped in the picture. Who knows what surprise might await the students. He greeted the two with a smile on his face*

(Kanji)

“Yo! How’s it goin lil dudes?” 

*Teddie exclaimed in shock with pure astonishment by the sudden entry*

(Teddie)

“Kanji! What are you doing here?!” 

(Kanji)

“There ya are Ted! Just thought I might wanna surprise ya somethin! now Rise and I planned this so we got one cool froggy dude that’ll come out and say hello!” 

*He then tilted his head in confusion mixed in with his sheer curiosity*

(Teddie)

“Really..? I wonder who?”

*Kanji shouted from behind the tombstone with a confident grin on his face*

(Kanji)

“YO! YOSUKE! YOU CAN COME OUT NOW MAN!” 

*To the blonde hair boy’s surprise it was his frog brother Jiraiya who came to known as his older brother Yosuke Hanamura. He’s still the same lovable goofball at heart but deep down he showed love and care for his little brother. He was wearing a red flannel with an undershirt underneath it, jean shorts that made his legs comfortable and red tennis shoes to cover up his frog toes. He opened up his arms greeted Teddie with the same warm soft smile*

(Jiraiya (Yosuke))

“Hey Little Bro..Hehe, I’m still here and kickin.”

*Teddie was in disbelief, he couldn’t believe his eyes..It was him..tears were running down his cheeks as the two begin to hug eachother out. The blonde hair boy sobbed uncontrollably in his embrace wanting to feel the same comfort*

(Jiraiya (Yosuke))

“Hehe..look at ya. Still the same big softie as ya always were. Here I thought I was the goofball?” 

*He jokingly chuckled trying to lightened the mood Teddie chuckled back trying to hold back his tears*

(Teddie)

“Idiot...! hehe..who am I kidding...? I’m just happy to see you again...that’s all that I cared about...”

*As the brothers hugged again the surfer with a heart of gold hugged the two of them picking them up with his strength confidently smiling* 

(Kanji)

“Come on! Ya gotta make room for three lil dudes! Rise! you’re joinin in too!” 

*He then grabbed a hold of Rise holding trio close in his arms*

*Then everything begins to calm down after they’ve walked out of the cemetery, Teddie wanted to give something to Rise as a memento*

(Teddie)

“Hey! Can I borrow for a sec?”

(Rise)

“Hm?”

(Teddie)

“I want you to have this..”

*He handed her a photo of Kid Yosuke and Kid Teddie together called “A Brotherly Photo”*

(Teddie)

“Whenever you want to treasure something precious to you, be sure to look at it. alright?”

*Then something inside him just changed, Ninigi-no-Mikoto transformed into the persona Tsukiyomi*

*The card fused within his heart. He opened his eyes and said*

(Teddie)

“So this is my power huh..?” 

*He then felt determined as ever, much more enegetic*

(Teddie)

“Alright! No more holding back! I’m gonna give it everything I’ve got! Let’s do our best pal! you and me!”

*Rise decided to head back home after taking the train to Inaba*

That’s all I have and this is my first one of the story let me know which one you want me to do next and I’ll do it!

Characters

Jiraiya (Yosuke) -> Magician

Naoto Shirogane -> Star

Kanji Tatsumi -> Chariot

Yukiko Amagi -> Sun

Yu Narukami -> Emperor

Chie Satonaka -> Empress

as for other characters such as Rise Kujikawa will be the female Narukami! So let me know what you all think?

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Lucerys x stark!reader where they have a dinner to meet their betrothed (eachother) and lucerys is a cocky shit throughout the whole dinner and afterwards they talk and hes like actually really sweet (but still a teaser). ignore my atrocious grammer

dragon-wolf loving under the moon

a/n : I LOVE THIS SM 🥺💖💖man your requests are too sweet 😭 i kinda combined your request with another one sent by @marvelfics134 which also includes a cocky Luke where he gets tickled for acting like a smartass, teasing boy. Enjoy this, love !! 💕 side note : (n/n) is the keyword for your nickname, and the reader is specified as a girl. If you'd like me to change it, feel free to tell me so!

summary : request word count : 2.5k

characters included : lucerys, jacaerys, cregan, rhaenyra, slight mentions of daemon, and reader/you.

genre : fluff.

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The whole ride from Winterfell to Dragonstone was mostly characterised by you picking your nails, biting your lips, and simply finding strange new ways of trying to lower your anxiety at the thought of meeting your betrothed. You were obviously accompanied by your older brother, Cregan, and your family, all of them rapidly realising your nervousness as you constantly fidgeted with your hands, and they sweetly reassured you that everything was going to be alright.

“There is no need for you to worry, baby sister: the Targaryens are a lovely family, and you will certainly get along with them once we arrive to Dragonstone, it will only be a matter of short time. However, if your betrothed is disrespectful towards you, I'll make sure he regrets it.”

The kind words of your brother echoed through your mind as you were nearly arriving Dragonstone, unequivocally causing you to giggle and warmly smile everytime you remembered it – the soothing feeling of your family being there for you never ceased to make you less anxious at certain situations. You've heard many things from the Targaryens, all of them good, and mostly being said by your brother – which was quite a reliable source, knowing you could wholeheartedly trust his words and his judgement. You soon learned all the good things being spoken by your brother regarding the Targaryen House were true once you had fully arrived to the Dragonstone castle.

Queen Rhaenyra was extremely gentle and sweet with you and your family, and even showed you around the Castle so you could get familiarised with it. On the other hand, Daemon, was, in your opinion, a bit too intimidating; but he never failed to occasionally make you genuinely laugh at his sarcastic remarks, and overall, he was rather polite to your family as well. You also had the chance of meeting your betrothed's elder brother, Jacaerys, who already knew some things about you, being your brother's close friend; and he was quite charming, as well as a complete gentleman around you. You already knew some things about him too, but never had the opportunity to personally meet him until now. Then, the so awaited time of finally meeting your betrothed came.

You hadn't been received by him at the moment where you arrived to Dragonstone the same way the rest of his family had, because he was "fulfilling duties and responsabilities", as you had been told. In fact, you had only met your betrothed during dinner, as you were sat in front of him. You had only eyed him once as everyone was sitting at the table to prepare for dinner; you thought, he was cute, and at some point, you were grateful to the Gods of having been betrothed with someone who was near your age and seemed to be decent, rather than some sick jerk who would leave you stuck in an unwanted marriage. The way his green hazel eyes slightly sparkled with the flame of the candles placed in the table were certainly captivating. The problem was, you couldn't tell yet by his facial expressions whether or not he was acquiescent to your betrothal. But of course, you were more than eager to offer him liberty in your marriage, and allow him to be with whomever he truly desired in case feelings weren't romantically mutual, and only liked each other as a mere friendship. Strangely enough, the idea of simply being friends during your betrothal was slightly disappointing to you.

As everyone chatted during dinner, your eyes scanned the whole room, as well as the people surrounding you. Your brother, who was sitting by your side, brought you some comfort at the still unfamiliarity of the place, and the faces. They had all been polite and gentle towards you, but you still couldn't help but feel an unpleasant sensation of anxiety rising in your chest. As a way of coping with the increasing nervousness, you began fidgeting with your own fingers; your eyes scanning everything – and everyone – until they suddenly fell to Lucerys' hazel eyes, who was already staring at you without you having noticed. At seeing the sudden presence of him eyeing you, you couldn't help but gulp, as your facial expressions became strained under his intense gaze, accompanied of a warm crimson faintly appearing on both your cheeks – a certain reddish colour that as faint as it was, it was still too notorious to pass unseen. At seeing how flustered your face had become, the young Prince couldn't help a sly smirk growing on his face, feeling too contented by the way he was making you feel. Unbeknownst to you, in his mind, he was loving how sweetly shy and pretty you looked as he stared at you, becoming more and more nervous as seconds passed by.

Almost unconsciously, you quickly lowered your gaze to your lap – breaking the eye contact– at realising how the Lordling was suddenly smirking at your shyness as the two of you couldn't help but keep staring at each other. The fidgeting on your fingers intensified, as the pounding on your heart grew, and you couldn't help but anxiously gulp. A slight, warm smile you weren't able to contain formed on your lips at the thought of the Prince you were suddenly taking a like to was deeply staring at you, but in a way, you weren't sure if he was actually making fun of – or mocking – you on his mind, rather than simply be admiring you. Your brother's voice interrupted your train of thoughts, “Is everything alright, (n/n)?” a faint hint of concern could be heard on his voice as he whispered to you. “I am feeling unwell, brother.” You lied, whispering back to him, as you simply stared at your now cold, untouched food; not daring to look back to Lucerys. In front of you, next to where your betrothed was sitting, Jace's face also became slightly worried as he couldn't help but hear your small conversation, after noticing the small staring contest his younger brother and you were sharing.

Your brother – in a soothing way– placed his hand on your shoulder, gently rubbing it as he noticed how truly anxious you were. Without a second thought, you stood up from where you were sitting, and your hands went to fidgeting with your dress. “May I be excused, your Grace? I am feeling rather unwell.” your voice as low as it was, it was still vehement enough. The sudden attention you got from the people sitting at the table after standing up and speaking only made the anxious knot in your stomach worsen. “You are excused.” Rhaenyra answered. “Is there something we might assist you with, sweetling?” Much like your brother's, Rhaenyra seemed notoriously concern as well, but her voice was calm and soft. In response, you gently shook your head. “No, your Grace. I simply need some fresh air.” being given a single nod as an approval of you leaving the table, you were quick in making your way out of the room, as you guided yourself to the garden the Queen had shown you. As you left, Lucerys' smirk suddenly fell, as worry – and slight guilt – of having made you feel uncomfortable grew on his chest. Meanwhile, Jace exchanged concerned looks with your brother.

The halls seemed never ending as you walked towards the Garden, but once you arrived, you released a big, deep sigh of relief as you lifted your hand to your chest, feeling your intense heartbeating decreasing as the fresh, slightly cold wind hit your face. You felt a minor embarrassment grow in you at the thought of you practically fleeing the dinner, but you simply couldn't take the heavy feeling of the Prince's precious hazel eyes staring down at yours – and another warm blushing appeared on both your cheeks as you remembered the swift moment you shared back there. Trying not to think much about it, you walked towards the outstandingly big tree standing in the middle of the garden; leaves ruffling as the wind passed, occasionally making some of those leaves fall to the grass. You sat under the tree, and you lifted your sight to stare at the moon, who warmed you with it's nitid moonrays. A sudden, juvenile voice interrupted your thoughts once again. “Lady Stark? Are you alright?”

You rapidly turned your head to look at where the familiar voice had come from, only to find yourself with your betrothed making his way towards you – his voice was calm and soft as he spoke. “I am alright, my Prince, I just needed fresh air. Thank you for your concern.” You lowly spoke, as Lucerys sat beside you, taking in every single one of your delightful facial features, who seemed even more precious under the moonlight, as he couldn't help but notice the warm blush in your face when you lowered your eyes back to your lap. There was an awkward silence between the two of you for a moment, but he quickly interrupted it by speaking. “I hope I have not made you feel uncomfortable with my staring, my Lady.” the nearer he was to finishing the sentence, the lower he spoke. You lifted your eyes to look back at him: his face was slightly covered by his brunette bangs, and a rosy colour was smeared all over his place. A certain liking grew for you at noticing his true gentle nature... perhaps, you liked him even more than you were before the two of you spoke. You gently shook your head and placed a tender hand on his shoulder. “Please, call me (y/n), my Prince. And I believe I should be the one apologising for fleeing in such way, I was simply overwhelmed with the idea of being betrothed, that's all.”

A warm feeling arose on his chest as you placed your hand on his shoulder, and tenderly rubbed it with your thumb. “Of course, my Lad– I mean, (y/n). You should feel free of referring to me as Luke as well, if you wish.” He could feel himself seconds away from melting under your touch, who was so genuinely caring and loving – perhaps, this marriage wouldn't be so bad after all, he thought. “I can say, I feel the same way. I was afraid of being betrothed to someone I wouldn't particularly enjoy being with, but when I first saw you as we were preparing for dinner, I could tell, that you are incredibly loving and beautiful – that is the reason of my staring, I was simply taking in your features, and I am quite satisfied with having been betrothed to you.” seven hells, right after saying that he wanted to slap himself right in the face for having blurted so much of what he though about you. As you nervously – and joyfully – giggled at his sweet words, the previously rose shade on your faces turned into a reddish one; crimson, like a rose.

You gently lifted your other free hand as to cup his cheek, and placed a sweet, small kiss on it, feeling the warmth of his skin. As you kissed his cheek, he couldn't help but nervously smile under your touch – the teasy, cocky facade slowly fading away, as he became a shy mess near your presence. “The feelings are mutual, Luke. I am so incredibly grateful to the Gods for having been betrothed to you. You look especially adorable when you blush, you know that?” the way you spoke his name was beautifully sweet-sounding to him. It was quite unbelievable, the effect you had on him; making his smartass-self wash away by simply referring to him as "cute when he blushed". Of course, he wasn't going to let you tease him back that easily. “I believe, you look even prettier when I stare at you and you become nervous under my gaze.” his voice mimicked your teasing tone, allowing himself to express his true, hidden nature with you. In response you smirked, as your hand was still cupping his cheek – your faces inches away from each other. “Really? Alright,” you began, “You know what happens to boys like you who act all cocky and teasy?” you asked, your voice was low and soft. His green hazel eyes deeply stared into yours, as he innocently tilted his head to his side. “Hm, what happens, Gevie? (beautiful)” gods, you were starting to like him better when he was acted all teasy, cocky, and like a true smartass.

“This,” the hand that was cupping his cheek, along with the one placed on his shoulders, both tackled his ribs. At the sudden unexpected contact on his soft spot, Luke loudly yelped, and quickly began giggling like a little blushy girl. Your fingers grasped the zones you imagined that would be his soft spot, and you were indeed right. The quietness of the night was disturbed by his loud laughter; he couldn't help but squirm and wiggle under your tickles. “No, wait, quit it!–” his attempts of stopping the tickling was absolutely futile, as you didn't matter in listening to him, but rather, teach him what happened to boys who had the audacity of leaving you in such nervous and blushing mess in public. Your fingers ascended to grasping some spots on his neck, causing his red to become even more reddish than he already was; he was practically at the edge of choking with his own laughter. “Yield!” he shouted, as you kept tickling the softest of his spots. “I yield!” he shouted once again, as you couldn't help but giggle at the sight of him being extremely reddish, and loudly laughing.

Being gentle with him, your fingers stopped tickling him, allowing him to catch his breath once again – but he was still giggling, maybe at the remaining sensation of your fingertips grasping his weak zones; still feeling the ghost of your fingers. As he was still trying to recompose himself from the good laugh, you once again cupped both his cheeks, and pressed tightly your lips against his. At the sudden moment, his eyes widened, and his body tensed under your touch as his cheeks got warmer, and if possible, a slight darker shade of red. Eventually, he gave into the soft feeling of your lips, and fluttered shut his eyes; his hands cupping your cheeks as well. It only lasted for a minute until you had to break it apart from lack of air, but it felt eternal for the two of you. As you slowly separated your lips from his, you both slowly opened your eyes, and he couldn't help but stare at you with admiration and purely lovestruck – a toothy-grin forming on his rosy lips.

“Never tease the hidden teaser, my sweet.” flashing him a wink, you stood up from where you were sitting, and you straightened the wrinkles in your dress as he stumbled upon his words, trying to search for something appropiate in response. “I shall make my way towards my chamber at this late hour of the day, but I will surely see you in the morrow again... my Prince.” you placed a kiss on his forehead, and before he could even say anything coherent, you made your way towards your guest chamber as he watched you leave: heart pounding with a newly discovered puppy love for you, and sighing from how dreamy you were.

Maybe, your betrothal to Lucerys Velaryon wouldn't be so bad, after all.

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HI OKAY I ACTUALLY REMEMBERED!!! BLESSED BE TO THE GODS OF REMEMBERING THINGS!!!

Submas bros (separately) with an S/O who isn't super verbally affectionate. Never very wordy or talkative, but wants to convey their love really really bad. Tries their best through gestures, like leaving notes in their pockets or giving them a gentle hand squeeze.

One day, they're sitting on a bench next to eachother. S/O quietly takes the newspaper they've been reading, folds it into one of those paper hats, and hands it over to them without a word. That's all I've got I'm not good at writing lmao

Same fam.😔✌️ emotions are hard.

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🔲Ingo🔲

- he is use to be the most verbally articulate, so this doesn’t bother him. However, he saves every note you leave him.

- Emmet is witness to how in love his brother is, watching the older twin reread all the notes you left in his pockets.

- Ingo finds your gestures sweet and just so…you, he loves it. The gentle squeeze of you hand in his never fails to make him blush, and look at you with the most soft and bashful expression.

- Sitting in the park while your Pokémon played about, in silence was always nice, he enjoyed your company more than anything.

- He hadn’t noticed you fidgeting a little before the newspaper was taken out of his hands.

- “Dear?” He watched you fold the paper until a little hat was formed.

- You held it up almost like you were presenting it proudly, before you gently placed it on his head.

- “There, fits perfectly.” You smile so softly and warmly at him, his heart melts.

- His usual stoic expression softens as his face turns bright red.

- “Thank you my dear, this is very thoughtful of you, it means the world to me, I will cherish it.”

- His heart beats even faster at how happy you look.

- It maybe silly, but he loves it and he loves you. He wouldn’t change anything for the world.

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🔳Emmet🔳

- Unfortunately both of you are bad with words. Emmet can gush about his love for you but his brother is the one who’s always good with words.

- Emmet’s love language is physical touch, so he is more than happy to hug you, hold you, smother you with kisses, nuzzles, more kisses! And hold holding.

- He finds it so cute and endearing that you have difficulty expressing your love, it makes all your flustered expressions and small affections all the more perfect!

- The sweet notes you leave in his pocket are instantly put somewhere safe, a place he can constantly go to and read them.

- Anything you gently squeeze his hand he either coos or squeals, but you’ll always find yourself wrapped up in a hug and covered in kisses.

- Emmet has no shame, y’all could be in the streets and he will still be just as affectionate.

- So while on a picnic, sitting around with him rambling about something in the newspaper he found.

- The younger subway boss lets out a confused sound when you take it from him.

- “Darling if you wanted it you could’ve asked.” But he’s curious now, as he watches you fold it.

- “Ta~da.” You presented the new hat happily, and rested it on his head with a bright smile.

- “Em?”

- “Oooo my darling is so cuuute! It’s not fair! So precious and adorable!” His monotoned voice echoes into the empty air.

- You squeak while he pulls you onto his lap, nuzzling his cheek against yours as he holds you close.

- Emmet will cherish it until the day he dies.