#but everytime i lay down i get this weird thumping feeling in my chest that just

[thoustve]

ugh it has been so uncomfortable every time i try to get to sleep lately

[hxxsxxng]

SUNOO 김순우 - INNOCENT ATTRACTION

Word Count 1.0k

Genre : Fluff

Content : brothersbestfriend!sunoo, any gender reader, cuddling, sleeping in same bed… other fluffy stuff lol

Synopsis : Sunoo is your brothers best friend and can’t help but to feel attracted to him.

Authors Note : This is my first sunoo post… p.s. let me know if y’all want me to make a smutty part 2 :)

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Sunoo was constantly at my house. Every day when I got out of class, my brother Jungwon would have Sunoo over. It felt like he practically lived there. But there was something that Jungwon didn’t know. Sunoo confessed his feelings to me long ago.

His confession caught me by suprise given that we never really interacted with eachother besides when he’s at my house, but I will admit that there were many times where I caught him looking at me for longer than he should have been. I can also admit that Sunoo isn’t the ugliest person in the world. The prettiest people are the ones you look at when they don’t notice it. And that is exactly how it went for a few months. I always ignored him because I thought that maybe he just had a weird thing about me and Jungwon is just making up stories to cover up. But as the time passed, Sunoo became more and more bold in his actions.

He started leaving flowers on my desk or bringing me snacks and chocolates. He even tried kissing my cheek once. I knew he liked me so I pretended that I didn’t feel anything at all. That way I wouldn’t be able to tell him to stop coming over or make an excuse that he could come back anytime he wants. I wouldn’t say I have a crush on him, but I definitely liked the attention he was giving me, and I wasn’t going to be the one to tell him to stop.

I still haven’t told Jungwon that Sunoo likes me since the whole situation is still new to me. I want to talk to him, but I have no idea what to say to him or what he will do if I tell him. I think it will be best for me to keep this between us for now and just see how things go from here.

Jungwon was an early bird and Sunoo was a night owl. Everytime Sunoo spent the night in Jungwons room, he would stay up a lot later than him and there would be many times I would get midnight texts from him.

Sunoo:

Hey are you up?

(Y/N):

yeah what is it this time

Sunoo:

Heyyyy don’t be like that :(

Would you like someone to accompany you?

(Y/N):

i am really trying to sleep but if his snoring is that loud then i can make a bed of the floor for you in my room.

Sunoo:

Okay I will be there in a sec

Sunoo slowly creeps out of Jungwons room, making sure to turn the door knob quietly and to not make a sound. Few seconds later I hear a tap at my door.

“That was quick, I havnt even made your bed yet” I said opening the door.

“That’s fine, I can wait”

He makes way into my room and plops down onto my bed. I reach into my closet to grab some blankets to lay on the floor and I notice Sunoo crawling under my covers, getting a little too comfortable.

“You aren’t sleeping there” I snap

All I hear is a groan.

I continue laying out the blankets and crawl into my bed. “Your bed is ready” his eyes are half closed. I roll my eyes and thump his forehead.

“Pleaseee can I stay here? I am already comfortable and warm, and floor is cold and hard” he begs.

“Fine but stay on your side”

He smiles and quickly falls into sleep.

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About an our or two into the night, I guess I back up a little too far, to where my back is in Sunoo chest. He doesn’t have a negative reaction. Instead he snakes his around under my shirt around my stomach and rests his hand on my tummy. I am not compelled to move it, actually I didn’t mind it at all supprisingly.

My eyes start to fall closed and the feeling of falling asleep slowly becomes stronger. Sunoo seems to be taking a liking to this position so I let myself relax into it. When I feel Sunoo’s warm breath against the nape of my neck it sent shivers down my spine.

“Have I ever told you how good you smell?” he whispers into my ear.

I shake my head and pull away from him, trying to sit up. Before I can Sunoo pulls me back toward him. This causes a small smile to tug at the corner of my lips. “No, I don’t want you to go” he says tiredly. He runs his finger through my hair softly and gently, it is very relaxing to have someone pamper me like this. Someone who genuinely cared for me.

His body is so large and warm, I couldn’t deny that I actually liked cuddling with him. Maybe I do feel something for him. Maybe I have been denying my feeling in fear of ruining my relationship with Jungwon. Maybe it wasn’t just an infatuation. I sigh and rest my head back down. He continues stroking through my hair and he rubs my sides slowly and softly. I feel myself drifting off again. Eventually, we both fell asleep.

[allthatyoulove]

A Heavy Feeling

Bucky Barnes / Female Reader

Summary: A fight with Bucky leaves you feeling alone.

Includes: angst angst angst, tiny fluff towards end, mentions of not eating

Words: 2k

A/N: A little angsty drabble I’ve had sitting in my drafts. I put female reader but it’s pretty general :) Please check out my prompt list! You can request as many prompts as you’d like! Hope you enjoy the story! Feel free to leave any feedback and please let me know of any warnings or errors I missed, thanks for stopping by :)

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These last few days have probably been some of the worst in my life.

My life thus far has been far from easy, but it’s hard to remember a time where I felt as low as I do now.

I sit at the dining table, using my fork to mess with the food on my plate. Silverware clinks against plates, conversations are lively. Warm lighting fills the room, the huge window allowing a glimpse at the night sky. Everyone is eating and talking, laughing and smiling.

Everyone except Bucky and I.

They know why, which is probably why they were quick to put space between us as we all sat down for dinner. I was the last to come to the table, everyone stopping mid-conversation to look at me with pity. I sat down, and haven’t spoken a word to anyone since. They had eventually ignored the heavy tension tethered between Bucky and I, deciding that constant talking would prevent the chance of an awkward silence crashing over the entire table.

I had told them I could eat in my room, that I didn’t want to make dinner weird for everyone else. They insisted I come. I couldn’t ask Bucky to not come to dinner either, especially when I knew how much he liked sitting down with everyone, taking an hour or two to enjoy the company of who had become his family. No matter how mad I was at him, I could never ask him to give that up.

So that led me here, sitting at the edge of the table, messing with my food. Bucky was sitting across from me, to the very left edge of the table. The farthest seat from mine. Being so far from him was probably worse than sitting right next to him. I only glanced at him a few times, which I was proud of myself for. He was in his black leather jacket, with a black shirt and pants. Everyone had gone out just before dinner, but I didn’t feel up to it.

Seeing Bucky come through the door with a smile on his face made my heart tighten with pain, before I became disgusted with myself on how selfish the reaction was.

He sat at the table now, not talking with anyone. His arms were folded, and he hadn’t touched his food either. Everytime I looked at him he was focused on the same part of the table, zoned out. His brows were dropped, his lips in a soft frown. His eyes were filled with sadness, almost a puppy look. I could feel his eyes shift from the table to me every so often, trying my hardest not to meet his eyes.

We had only been sitting down for around 5 minutes, and I felt like I was suffocating. That’s all I’ve felt these past couple of days.

I’d asked him for space, said I needed to think things through. He respected that and listened, hesitantly. He didn’t go out with everyone as much, staying in his room save for the times Steve dragged him out. I was better at turning down the attempts of them trying to get me to go out. I had barely left my room.

I knew he was hurting, I could see it in his eyes and in the way he carried himself. I wondered if he was hurting as much as I was. I couldn’t sleep at night, couldn’t leave my bed. Couldn’t think without him next to me. Couldn’t think with him next to me.

I set my fork down, sighing to myself as the group was heavily engaged in conversation. I became alert of every action I made, feeling Bucky’s eyes on me once more. I gulped in anticipation, not thinking before drifting my eyes to his.

Our eyes met, my own filling with tears. His eyebrows pulled together, his own eyes filling with emotion. His mouth opened to say something, before I abruptly stood up, picking up my plate and taking it with me to my room. I could hear the conversations pause, confused sentences being muttered before another door shut, a few doors down from mine. Bucky’s. He must’ve left right after I did.

They eventually continued talking, but I stopped listening. I tossed my plate on a table, almost breaking it. I paced across my room, back and forth. I let the tears fall freely down my cheek, bringing a hand up to my mouth to be quiet. I sat down on the floor, holding my face in my hands. Not a single thought went through my head, but I couldn’t stop crying.

A few minutes passed before I had no more tears to shed, quiet and dry sobs leaving my mouth occasionally. I calmed down, using the breathing exercises Bucky had taught me. I almost started crying again at the thought, but I had nothing left in me.

I sat on the floor, sniffling and breathing deep breaths. Staring at the ground, no particular thought staying for more than a second.

My head shot up as a soft knock came to my door. A single knock, nothing more. Almost a tap.

I didn’t need to ask who it was, I knew. I held my breath, staring at the door. He said nothing. I crawled over to the door, holding my ear to the thin wood. I could hear the thumping of his heart, feeling it against the door. He must’ve been sitting against it- on the floor as well. His shaky breaths went through the wood.

I sighed, sitting with my back right where he was on the other side. I set my head on it, producing a tiny thump sound. The same sound came from the other side a second later.

My hand went up to my mouth again, sobs threatening to break from my throat. It was so painful, knowing he was sitting with me on the other side of the door. Not being able to touch him. The sound of his heartbeat comforted the pain slightly. I breathed in and out, in and out. Trying to calm down. I lost track of how long I was sitting there, scared he would leave first. I decided I couldn’t handle it if he did.

I didn’t try to listen to what he did on the other side of the door as I suddenly stood up, striding over to my bed and throwing myself under the covers. I didn’t come back out.

My eyes shot open, sitting up. The moonlight shone through the window the size of my wall, illuminating the covers. I had fallen asleep.

My head had found its way out of the covers, as they now sat loosely below my ribs. I rubbed my eyes with one hand, running it through my hair. I sighed as I looked around the room, yawning. I spotted my plate still sitting on the table. I got up, grabbing it and walking over to my door. I slowly opened it, cringing as it creaked. I peeked out, looking both ways down the hall. It was almost pitch black, save for the window that was providing light sitting at the end of the hallway. The coast was clear.

I closed my door slightly, walking to the kitchen. The dining table was clear and cleaned, leaving no trace of dinner earlier.

I put the food into a container, writing my name on it before shoving it into the fridge for later.

I turned around, walking back to my room. I slowly opened the door, hearing something. I paused, waiting. I didn’t hear anything. Was it my creaking door? I went to start to open it again when I heard it.

Whimpering.

My entire body froze for a split second before I strode straight to his room. I knew that sound, and I knew what it meant.

I cracked his door open, peeking in.

Bucky was laying in the middle of his bed, the sheets below his waist. He was shirtless, his vibranium arm wrapped over a pillow. The image pulled on my heart strings, tying it into a knot as he twitched, his other arm moving at his side.

I walked over to the side of the bed, putting my hands on it to hold myself up as I leaned over him.

“Bucky.” I whispered. His face turned just barely, still asleep. Still in his nightmare.

It had been so long since he had one, I forgot what to do. I reached a hand up, setting it on his metal bicep and shaking it lightly.

“Buck-”

I was halfway through his name when he turned around, pulling me into the bed with him and flipping me on my back. I gasped as he put his forearm against my neck, applying pressure. His eyes had snapped open, frantic and scared. Violent.

My arms pulled at his arm, shooting him pleading eyes as I struggled to breath. A few seconds passed before he let out a sharp breath, slumping as he seemingly came back to his body. His eyes shot open even wider, instantly taking his arm off of my neck. I gasped for air, breathing hard and fast. His eyes shot between mine, confusion and sadness and regret painted over them.

I stared at him as I caught my breath, waiting as his mouth stayed open- trying to find words.

He closed his mouth, backing away and sitting on the edge of the bed. I stayed in my spot for a second, cautious. I was unsure of what to do until I heard a sob escape him. I instantly sat up, my hand going to his shoulder. I tried to pull him to face me, but he remained facing the wall. His head was in his hands, his shoulders starting to shake as he cried. I walked on my knees, my chest against his back as I wrapped my arms around his waist.

I laid my head against his back, listening to the sound of his heart and breathing deeply- hoping he would soon follow. He continued shaking as I soothingly ran my fingers across his stomach, patient. Waiting.

“I thought they had stopped.” He let out, his voice cracking.

“I know. I know, baby.” I said, holding him tighter.

A few minutes passed as he gradually stopped shaking, occasionally twitching as he copied my breathing. He picked his head from his hands, as I raised my own from his back. I moved my body so I could look at him from the side. His eyes were puffy, his nose and cheeks red and tear stained. I brought one of my hands to his face, bringing it to meet mine and rub his cheek with my thumb. He stared at me, at my lips. I wiped the tears from his face, looking at him with love. He returned it, looking at me as if it was the first time.

“I’m so sorry.” He said, his voice rough and filled with regret. I shook my head, rejecting his apology with the motion. He opened his mouth to speak again when I brought his face to mine, our lips meeting.

My eyebrows scrunched together as I pushed my lips into his. He didn’t hesitate in kissing me back, his hands coming up to hold my face, to bring me closer. His lips perfectly molded into mine, the salty taste of his tears mixing between our tongues. Our noses bumped into each other repeatedly as we messily tried to both apologize and profess our undying love into the kiss.

I slowly pulled away after a few minutes, resting my forehead against his as I caught my breath. We looked at each other’s lips, chests heaving as my thumb rubbed his cheek. His hand drawing circles on my back. I broke out into a smile, him following me. I fell on my side back onto the bed, bringing him with me.

We laid across from each other, an inch apart. I brought my fingers down to his lips, pulling his lip and hearing it fall back with a pop. I looked at all of his features, knowing them by memory but still wanting them forever seared into my brain. I missed him.

Being in his room with the moon casting light over us, wrapped in his arms, I felt so happy. After days of nothing but a hole where my heart was, I felt complete. I was home.

We had a lot to talk about, but it could wait. I wanted to enjoy this moment.

[beann-e]

Mha Characters reacting to being hugged randomly by their s/o

Shinso

-shinso would welcome you & your hug & words & then fight you to see who’s better with their words

-i take from his character that he loves winning — no matter if it’s something small or not he’ll act like he doesn’t care for it but won’t stop until he wins

It’s been a hard day he’ll admit.

Today was his first day being around class 1-A — and he could honestly say

they were just as annoying as he thought

Everyone was too quick to welcome him and surround him which just pissed him off

well, apart from the asshole with the red eyes who he refused to keep eye contact with

just bakugous mere presence or even his mouth opening pissed him off

Knowing deku and going off of how they first met when he shoved him out of the arena

showing him yet again that the hero course was not to be messed with

he thought he was prepared to meet the same person only for him to be wrong and walk in to see hero deku and class deku were two different people he was not yet ready to meet

To him hero deku was hardcore and fight fight fight

class deku was a loser

a loser who got bullied , fell on the stairs flat on his face, and got embarrassed by aizawa when he for the 4th time yet again in one class started staring at shinso with wide eyes like a tiny pervert and writing like a stalker his notebook

He took a deep breath before he grabbed the handle to your door just knowing that being by your side he may feel a little better

he silently prayed that today you weren’t doing something weird in your room like he often’d find you.

Thanking god when he saw you at your desk a small wave coming from you at his entrance

“ drawing — give me a sec “

he grunted as he sat on your bed hands holding him up while he flicked through his phones many apps — well not many seeing as though he rarely had time to get on his phone

Which is why he was confused when he found himself actually going through it pausing when he noticed he’d ended up on google trying to figure out different dog barks and their meanings hoping he could find a way to talk to bakugou and tell him to shut the hell up

“ you uh — “ he threw his phone behind him on your bed propping himself up to lay back “ you still drawing “

“ mmhm “ you said softly as you traced on the paper in front of you attention focused on your new hero design

“ oh “ his voice was soft you knew something was wrong he wasn’t a man of many words but he would always try to string a sentence along for you

“ hey shin you good “ you put the pencil in your mouth as you erased a line you’d messed up on

“ yeah “ he moved to stand up “ yeah “ he let out while looking around your room “ just tired baby “

your eyes creased as you ran the words through your mind until you both sat in silence the room growing cold

‘ somethings off ‘

“ well my uh — my girlfriends too bus— “

his mouth fell open in a wide o as he looked down to see your face pressed into his chest hands tied around his back your feet planted right in between his as you two stood in the middle of the room

His heart beating out of his chest when he noticed what you were drawing

“ y/— “

“ shh “

you pushed yourself further in his chest “ hug me back please babe “

he jumped forgetting that sometimes he had to return your affection and couldn’t just accept it.

That was hard for him to let himself do the things you do so freely.

His arms hung loosely around your back making you smile “ your getting there “ your voice came out muffled “ I’m so proud of you pretty boy “

he shook at your praise “ p-pretty boy “

“ yeah — your fucking hot babe “ he felt himself sinking into you

“ h-how — how am I hot ? “ the word fell foreign on his lips

“ your quirks so amazing — you look so good when your trying your best it makes me feel warm inside — and I especially like when you use your voice mask “

he found himself smiling

“ don’t get me started on your looks who can pull off purple hair like you shin “

“ you — you could “

“ oh god see and your an amazing liar — your all around awesome shin “

“ t-thank you but I don’t des—“

“ you deserve it “

you two fell quiet as he gripped you harder finally giving in to your affection

‘ he’s ok now ‘

“ how did you know something was “ he sighed out as he pressed his head in your hair “ off “

“ your always tired shin — always — you’ve never actually voiced it though so I was — I felt off myself when you said it —it felt weird “

“ you knew off of one phrase “

“ one phrase “

he smiled into your hair pulling your face back to plant a kiss to your forehead

“ see so fucking beautiful baby “

your thumb traced his face making sure to run under his eyes feeling just how tired he actually was when you felt his eye bags

“ no after school rant today “ he laughed mocking you in your own voice

“ get to sleep baby you have class tomorrow— shin if I see any new eyebags i’m kicking your ass — bab— “

you pushed him away as he fell back on your bed

“ what ? what I was just saying — i mean am i wrong you do say all of those things “

“ get out “ you protested sitting back in your chair continuing your drawing “ come look at this “

he sat confused as he blinked “ I uh “

“ choose the latter “

he smiled as he walked over to your chair draping himself over your shoulder “ your so talented “

“ no I just — i draw “ you said softly

“ oh she just draws “ he copied “ the beautiful lady just draws as she proceeds to draw a portrait of my new hero costume “

he pouted “ you couldn’t have possibly done this all right now how long did this take you “

you looked away

“ I told you I knew you were sad “ sighing as you looked up at him neck bent backwards

“ so I started drawing it when I walked past you in the hallway like I said your always tired but today you were wiping at your eyes constantly — yawning and just then you confirmed it saying you were tired so I “

you looked away “ I drew what you’d been trying to “

he moved to place his lips on yours not letting up until the both of you had to tap out at the lack of oxygen “ your so fucking beau— “

“ Beautiful “ you cut him off words syncing with his up as you two continued the rest of the night with you yelling at him about how he had to open up to his classmates and accept their flaws first before he came to talk badly about them to you

except for bakugou he could talk badly about him

“ thank you for the hug “

“thank you for the acceptance on my drawing “

“ thank you for the praise “

“ thank you for being with me“

he scoffed as his face grew hard before relaxing into a smirk “ thank you for loving me “

“ y-you win “

he laughed as he met your face with one more kiss smiling down on you “ I win “

Bakugou

-you only know because he doesn’t get upset at your actions and your in total surprise

You moved your hand to poke at your boyfriend for the 7th time in a row

your body ducking under his bed in fear of his screams everytime you poked

you frowned when he didn’t acknowledge you

you were only doing it because you wanted to hear some kind of response from him most times when you annoyed him like this he would pick you up and plop you on his bed and tickle the life out of you until you both fell asleep

For some reason he was barely even moving from the spot he came in and laid himself down in

After class the both of you walked to his dorm and he unlocked it holding it open for you and walking in after throwing his backpack to the corner as he ripped off his uniform blazer hand outstretched for yours as he laid them over the back of the desk chair

squatting down to help you take off your shoes and then grabbing them to place at the door his own falling right off his feet with a loud thump.

Him moving to his bed grabbing you and sitting you down on the floor in front of him your legs crossed in front of you as he laid on the bed looking at your sitting figure on the floor

His eyes never leaving yours the whole time until he finally shook his head and turned away from you causing your body to fall

thus leading to your endless pokes

‘ wait now that I think about it ‘

“ babe— have you talked at all today “

you looked to the floor “ I— I don’t think you’ve talked all day “ holding out your hand counting off your fingers

“ at lunch you didn’t even ask me what I wanted you just “

your hands moved up with your shoulders in a shrug “ got it “

you played with the hem on your pants

“ at practice you didn’t partner with kiri you just stayed near me and when we got in your room you“

you looked to your feet voice soft trying to sort through your mind

“ you took my shoes off for me “

you sat for a moment moving to poke him again his body never moving no answer being given to you

“ I know your not sleeping kats —you breathe heavy as shit when you are so “

he didn’t laugh or even grunt nothing falling from his lips as your eyebrows quirked into a knowing furrow

Hands and body leaving the floor as you climbed on his bed to lay on top of his body

your chest draped over his right side

legs straddling his own and your mouth pressed right into his ear

“ I swear i’m not going anywhere baby “

you watched as his eyes moved from the wall across from you two to the pillow right next to him

in hopes of conserving his feelings

“ your doing great — your the coolest and strongest guy I know “

you kissed the outer shell of his ear

“ your so respectful and understanding of my needs“

you placed a kiss to his jaw “ your cuddles are amazing and you make me feel loved when you finally give in and let me win our fights — snuggling up to me on the couch “

you moved to kiss the end of his eyebrow

“ your so hot when you talk to me —that’s when I find you the hottest “

your eyes fell to his lips as you stared down on him

“ when you answer me — and acknowledge me “

he grunted a little in response

his eyes closing when your mouth found his neck kissing softly as you smiled

“ there you go pretty boy“

he groaned as you hugged him arms wrapping around whatever part of his body you could find

“ your kissing everywhere but where I want you to “

“ and where’s that “

“ you know babe “

his face flashed a look you weren’t fast enough to catch as you laughed at him

“ fine fine “

you let your lips hover over his as he turned his body so you were now laying directly on top of him

his hands coming to rest on your lower back

“ before I give you this kiss “

“ fuck—seriously y/n — you can’t just talk after—you worked me up expecting a kiss “

he shook his head in annoyance “ fucking tease — I knew I should’ve kept my mood “

“ but why “ your face dropped as you looked around his “ why did you have a mood katsuki “

he grunted “ because I “

he sighed as he looked directly into your eyes “ sometimes I feel like i’m not doing enough like I could do more for you and sometimes I feel like I treat you like an asshole and what — what girl wants to date an asshole “

he shook his head “ I don’t know if I tell you I love you enough or if I— if I show you that I can protect you if I wanted to or even that I can supply all your needs “

he mumbled under his breath “ I don’t even know if i talk to you enough “

you smiled as you ran your hand through the top of his hair “ you do — you do it all “

you laughed “ and your just fine “

he looked away as you pulled his face back

“ no kats look at me “ his eyes darted away hating how he just opened up to you and now you were begging for eye contact he felt stupid and way too open

“ kats look “ he slowly found his eyes moving to yours at your tone

he knew not to mess around when your praising him it pisses you off and one thing he knows he doesn’t feel like dealing with is a pissed off girlfriend

especially after he just cleaned up his room from your last outburst of firing off his gauntlet at his negligence to answer you

luckily he fell submissive right after mind racing at your attempt to kill him over a small eyeroll and scoff at your praise

Only sucking up his attitude so he didn’t have to run into another problem like that where aizawa flat out kicked his ass for the hole you created in the wall that he somehow took the blame for when he felt your stone cold stare on his back in the office

he was not about to risk his good moment with you right now

“ your amazing , Beautiful , smart and talented “ he shook at the praise body growing hot

“ your doing so good for me and I couldn’t ask for anymore “ you smiled slightly “ keep doing what your doing “

his heart thumped hoping you couldn’t hear it

“ and also i’m not complaining —if you y’know ever wanted to take off my shoes for me again “

he scoffed as he looked away from you and back “ how’d you know “

“ you always tickle me when I poke and annoy you “

you pouted as he spoke “ huh always ? “

“ always “

“ you know my routine that much “ you shook your head in a yes

“ so now that I know why your always pissing me off and what you want I doubt I feel like giving it to you anymore “

you moved to get off of him “ ok well i’m sure it’s a bit more fun with kirish—“

your loud laugh ripped through the room as you fell to his floor with a loud boom

his mouth curling up into a smile as he dragged you back on the bed your protest falling on deaf ears as he continued until he finally stopped speaking into your ear softly

“ I lov—“ he shook his head burying himself into your chest “ fuck you shitty woman “

you smiled at his words hand raking up the back of his neck and into his hair “ I love you katsuki “

kiri

-the only way I can see you understanding somethings off with kirishima is if he just hasn’t been smiling or making comments all day

-then your like :0 uh woah dude my boyfriend hasn’t smiled all day

“ how about ice cream and a movie ? “ you turned to the red head sitting on the couch beside you then shaking you head at your question “ nah sounds lame right “

you laughed “ I knew you would say that “

you pouted when your thoughts finally connected “ oh — nevermind babe i’m sorry I forgot I didn’t do my homework it’s the one midnight gave us I should probably get started—“

Your mouth moving so fast you missed the way the speed in his leg increased in its shakes , the puff of air he let out at your continued talking when he just wanted silence.

Sometimes he enjoyed being around bakugou because at least he had silence for a moment just a moment until he would scream his head off only to return back to the quiet environment he’d created before

“ so yeah it’s a lot and if I don’t get it turned in today I may just fail her clas -“

“ then get it done “ his voice was low and quick to snap at you which had your mind stalling

you laughed uncomfortable with the way he spoke to you “ aw uh where’s my happy guy “

he scoffed as he shifted on the couch his leg speeding up its pace “ where’s my annoying girlfriend “

he snapped his fingers pointing it to you “ oh I spy with my little eye “

his voice was dead as he spoke

“ she’s right next to me “

your eyebrows furrowed as you jumped back a bit

you couldn’t even make out words after his comments

you knew for your few months of dating kirishima that it couldn’t be possible for him to be happy and care about people’s feelings all the time

he had to open up and let you see him pissed off at least once to seal the deal on your relationship

this was it

this was the seal but for some reason you didn’t know if you could close it —much less address it and find the problem

“ kirishima what’s wrong with you “

“ you’ve just been talking all day baby i’m a bit tired of just— “

he felt his body growing a bit hotter than normal , you feeling the heat from his words make their way over to you everytime he spit them out

“just hearing you — I know I can go on and on for hours but if I can go hours you can go days and I just never noticed until now “

“ oh “

“ yeah I need some silence right now babe and your—your not helping” his voice was low even upset he was still trying to save your feelings not that it worked

“ no ones helping “

you looked from your boyfriend to everyone around the room

their voices echoing with laughter everyone spread out around the room as they spoke about what they all did today.

The kitchen full of people

bakugous yelling moving its way down the dorm halls

your face dropping as you stood and grabbed his hand that he snatched back quickly

“ I don’t want to leave “

you pouted settling yourself back on the couch you didn’t know how to deal with him like this and his best friend wasn’t here and almost everyone else he said was adding to his anger would just make him angrier right ? if you called them over

so who could you get to help ?

“ I may be pissed off by them but I — I still want to be around people I don’t want to be upset and alon— “

Time slowed as he felt his body weigh down almost as if he felt the weight of himself when he used his quirk.

Eyes widened before they closed basking in the heat your body supplied as you crawled in his lap wrapping your arms around his neck legs around his own in a straddle

his body just relaxing into your hold not making any movements the occasional jump to follow you whenever you would move

“ come on tell me what’s wrong baby “

your voice was soft in his ear not wanting to draw attention over seeing as though he wasn’t in the best of moods “ who do you want me to fight “

you looked closely at his face as he was just quiet hands finally moving to push both your legs up so that he could get you as close as possible his mouth moving to kiss yours

happiness of the moment overflowing within you as you let him guide you in the kiss surrendering all control to him and letting him lead

“ just feeling a little background today ? “ you said smiling hands cupping his face

“ I understand it gets to someone after a whil— “

“and everyone acts totally brand new when they see i’m not happy for one day —baby one literal day —why am i just expected to be happy all the time “

he dropped his head to your chest “ i’m not no one is”

“ so then tell me what’s wrong why aren’t you happy today “

“ nothings wrong y/n “

his voice boomed loud through your chest

“ nothing is wrong I just feel like having quiet today but because of that —here everyone is —in my face asking me what’s wrong telling me i’m not myself “

he tried to bury his head further in your chest

“ when I want quiet everyones loud and I —I never noticed how loud i am —how loud everything is until I stopped talking and I hate it —I hate how loud everything is “

you sighed as his fingers ran along your thigh “ I thought if I followed you out here to watch a movie I would be comfortable “

his voice was sad “ I just wanted to come out here and watch a movie with my girlfriend but “

your hand running over his shoulders and back up finding a hold in his hair

“ I just got more pissed off when you actually started talking I just expected —if no one else could be quiet then you would “

“ well i’m sorry I wasn’t quiet “

“ you shouldn’t have to be not cause I want you to be“

“ that’s right “

“ I know “ he took a deep breath looking up at

“ I know you think i’m an asshole now because you’ve seen this side of me—the angry one but “

“ I don’t think your an asshole or you’d be sitting in bakugous room right now crying that there’s lemon juice in your eyes “

his mouth shut instantly as he stared at you in fear your thumb running circles over his cheek

“ h-how can say something like that and “ he shook his head “ that’s so manly god I love you so much “

“ I love you too but —you have to tell me things kiri I can’t just “

you flicked his forehead as he crinkled his nose in pain “ I can’t just read your big brain”

“ but you did it just now “

“ huh “

“ all I wanted was for you to hug me and like shower me in kisses to calm me down and you “

he kissed your forehead “ you did it —which kinda had me confused on how you knew me so well “

you laughed “ you looked sad —upset and I wanted to remind you that I was still here regardless of how you feel —you cat push me away that easily “

he smiled widely as you two felt heat radiate through your bodies

“ I really do love you baby months or years or days I love how well you know me”

your mouth opening to laugh as you cuddled into his neck

“ guys kirishimas fine “ denkis voice made the both of you shake

“ I told you he just wanted some attention from y/n —guys he just has a small case of simptitis “

your head turned quickly as you seen the shaking boy beneath you “ uh your room “

“ my room “

[vampirelair]

Good Boy Gone Bad

How I was hypnotized, raped and turned into a vampire.

I didn’t even notice until my workout buddy Kyle told me. There was this guy at the gym who I ran into almost every week, just one of these random people you see regularly. But Kyle noticed that he started to work out at the stations near us more and more. Also, it seemed to me, that everytime I spotted him from the corner of my eye, he disappeared around a corner the moment after. Maybe next time he’s around, I’ll talk to Kyle about my girlfriend so that he can hear us, just to make sure the stranger knew I was straight and would back off.

And then there he was. Right in front of my house when I pulled over with my bike. I was sweating because it was quite a warm summer night. But before I could approach the stranger and tell him to get the hell out of here, I started to feel this weird feeling. The moment our eyes met, I felt numb and aroused at the same time. I couldn’t look nor walk away. The stranger approached me, not even blinking once. Losing strength in my hands I dropped my bike on the floor.

»Hi.«

»Hi.«

»Wanna invite me in?«

»Sure.«

Why did I say that? Why would I invite this creepy stranger to my place? It didn’t make any sense, but I just blurted it out, intuitively. It just felt right. We went inside and just outside the door of my flat the stranger asked again. »Can I come in?«. Only this time, I kept thinking for a moment. I could have said no, but there was something about the stranger that interested me. I could always send him away later, right? So I said yes, come in.

»I’ve been watching you.«

»I noticed that.«

»You are special. I wanted to meet you.«

»I’m not ga…«

»Shut up.«

And I did. I couldn’t say another word. Slowly, the stranger came closer to me and kissed me very gently on the lips. A rush of adrenaline shot through my body, my dick hardened in my biking pants. What was happening? Like a highly addictive drug, I wanted more. But before I could kiss the stranger back, I felt two hands turning my head to the side and the stranger licked my neck from the shoulder to the ear. Another rush of adrenaline went through my body, from the part of my neck that the stranger licked to my shoulders, my chest, my dick, my arms and my legs.

»Do you like that? Tell me.«

»Yes.« – I was able to talk again.

»Good. You want more?«

»Yes, please!“

The stranger ripped off both of our shirts, we kicked our shoes away and with an amazingly elegant sway move to the side I suddenly lay in the stranger’s strong left arm while he pulled my pants off my body with his right arm. The strength of the stranger was so impressive, I felt the urge of caressing every inch of his body. And what a perfect body it was, beautiful pecs and arms and legs, the perfect amount of hair. The stranger was everything I was working out for at the gym. I just had to touch and kiss all of it. I sucked the nipples of his hard pecs, grabed each and every muscle and kneaded it and that’s when the stranger smiled for the first time. Not only smiled, he laughed. Was he laughing because he was able to seduce a straight boy like me? I didn’t care. I just needed to experience that amazing body.

There was only one part left I didn’t touch yet. So I went down on my knees, looking the stranger in his hypnotizingly beautiful eyes, licking his huge boner from the balls to the tip, not breaking eye contact. I never even touched another guy’s dick before but it felt like the most natural thing to do in this very moment. So I started sucking it like my girlfriend uses to suck my dick. Only this time I wasn’t touching my own pecs and abs but the ones of the stranger. And not only the pecs and abs but also his huge thighs, his ass and his strong arms… I wanted to taste his juice but I also didn’t want it to be over yet. That’s when I noticed my own huge boner. I moved my hand down to start jerking off but that’s when the stranger pulled my arm away, grabbed me by the neck and held me up so that my feet were dangling in the air. I thought this was it, now I was being choked to death but the stranger just said in an angry voice »Don’t. You are mine.« and tossed me on my bed.

I landed flat on my stomach and before I could even move a bit I felt the stranger’s scrubby beard on my ass cheeks and his tongue up my ass. It was a feeling of sensation I never felt before and it felt better than anything I ever experienced. Once again, a rush of adrenaline shot through my body, now even more intense than before. I felt it up my ass and all inside my stomach and chest, my dick grew even harder and I couldn’t help but moan with pleasure. The stranger on the other hand seemed to be infuriated and growled and snarled while the licking of my asshole became more and more a devouring.

Finally, he needed to take a breath and stopped for a moment. I heard an evil laugh and his tongue moved up my back up to my neck. I knew what was happening next. He would put his huge dick up my ass and it would hurt. And boy, it did. He was in a frenzy and he was brutal. He just shoved it in, I screamed, and he began pounding my ass real hard. Right from the start. It hurt so bad, i had to bite my pillow, the screaming turned into loud, painful moans. The stranger did not have any mercy but instead kept going faster. To my surprise, the pain was slowly replaced by that rush of adrenaline again. The stranger licked my neck again, put his arms under my chest and held my torso by the shoulders with his hands. I was his toy and he used his strong arms to really push his dick up my ass or rather push my body back and forth.

After a while, the growling of the stranger turned into a lustful scream and he bit me in the neck. I couldn’t believe it, this hunk was giving me a hickie? It really hurt, though, and he kept sucking my neck for quite a while but the feeling of his dick up my ass was distracting me from it. Then he let go and in another graceful, swift move he turned me around with his dick still inside me. And then I saw. The stranger indeed bit me and there was blood running down his chin, dripping on his sweaty chest and on my abs. Another lustful scream revealed the truth about him. I saw his fangs. And that’s when it dawned on me. I was being seduced – or maybe even hypnotized – and raped by a vampire.

He kept on pounding my ass, holding my legs, getting wilder and wilder and I knew I was at his mercy. Resistance was futile. I was going to die that night. Unless…

»Turn me.«, I said.

Without even the slightest reaction on his face, the vampire just grabbed my neck again, choking me, pulling me up and whispering in my ear: »Beg.«

To my surprise, he started sucking my rock hard cock while still being inside of me. I grabbed his arms and started begging. This was my last resort. »Please… turn me… Make me a vampire… I will serve you… Please…« He let me beg for quite a while and I was getting weaker and weaker. I forgot about the bite in my neck. I was bleeding to death.

Just before I almost passed out he stopped sucking my dick, which was surprisingly still hard, bit his own wrist and held it to my mouth while getting back to sucking my dick again himself. Without hesitation, i grabbed his arm and sucked as much blood out of his wrist as possible. The moment his satanic blood touched my lips I felt the rush of adrenaline again, a powerful force was taking over my body and all of a sudden I shot a huge load into the vampire’s mouth. I was shaking, still trying to get as much blood as possible, my dick not stopping to shoot my load up the vampire’s throat who enjoyed every bit of it. He swallowed every drop and when I was literally sucked dry he rose up again, a big satisfied but evil grin in his face, thumping his dick in my ass as hard as he could and with an incredible loud howl he came inside me. Every shot felt like fire burning inside of me and just after some seconds I was gone.

–

I woke like from a nightmare. I sat upright in my bed, sweating, panicking, confused. To my surprise, the vampire was still there, waiting patiently right next to my hard dick. I fell back into the bed and once again I came and the vampire swallowed every bit of it. But this time, I came for almost a minute. I learned later that it was my transitioning body getting rid of the last bit of mortal bodily fluids. Since cum is also an essence of life – even more powerful than blood – the vampire was eager of drinking every bit of it.

Another surprise in this night of surprises was that Kyle was here. He was just standing there, in the middle of the room, naked, his empty gaze staring at the empty wall. The vampire saw the confused look on my face and told me. I was not a vampire yet. I was transitioning. I had his evil seed inside me and now I had to choose: do I really want to turn into a creature of the night, or do I let the seed kill me from within. All I needed to do, was to take a sip of mortal blood. In that moment, I still had friendly feeling towards Kyle. But I made up my mind. I was not going to die that young. The vampire helped me up. I was weak, I could barely stand. He carried me over to Kyle and I held myself up on Kyle’s strong shoulders. With a snap of his fingers, the vampire woke Kyle up. He didn’t panic but just looked me in the eyes.

»Hey. Why am I here? What’s happening?«

»I’m sorry Kyle. I need a small favor from you…«

The vampire produced a little shaving blade from behind Kyle’s back and slit a very small cut into his neck. Kyle hissed and I felt a strong force within me that drew me towards the little wound. I grabbed Kyle’s hair and tilted his head so that his neck was beautifully exposed and kissed him on the now strongly bleeding spot. The moment my lips touched his blood the force within me seemed to explode, filling me with strength and energy and I felt all the muscles of my body tensing up and my teeth sinking brutally deep into the flesh of his neck. The feeling of my teeth in his neck felt like penetrating somebody with my dick. I held Kyle tight and sucked the blood out of him, growing stronger with every sip I took. I felt my muscles growing and I even grew an inch or two taller. I lost control and wanted to suck my friend dry at that moment but my master stopped me. He held me up by my throat again and with his other arm he made Kyle drink his vampire blood. Kyle’s wound healed in a heartbeat and he just fell down on the bed.

My master saved my friend. But I was in a frenzy, I wanted more blood, I wanted to shove my dick up my friend’s cute ass, I wanted to fuck and bite him senseless. But my master turned me around, held my arms behind my back and made me look at myself in the mirror. I was huge, I was transformed into a man I thought I couldn’t be however hard I trained. Blood was running down my chin and my chest and I needed some moments to calm down. I was a vampire now. And no matter how much I feed and fuck, I am always hungry and horny for more.

–

Kyle and I are still friends. Of course, he doesn’t know that I’m a vampire. My master hypnotized him and made him forget after what happened. But I still go to the gym with him – even though I don’t need to with my supernatural strength – and suck his dick. I found out that he’s bi-curious and always dreamed of having his dick sucked by me. Also, I enjoy freaking him out with my fangs from time to time and rape and bite him. I always make him forget afterwards, but I grew quite fond of him.

My master is giving me the freedom to fuck and feed on whoever I want. Which I do. Daily. But he will always have the power to summon me, which he does from time to time to celebrate group biting parties or the siring of a new slave together. I do not have permission to sire someone yet, but I am looking forward to the day. My master gave me the most incredibly siring ever and I can’t wait to pass it on to another deserving mortal.

–

vampire lair

[parkersroses]

this love. | harry styles.

summary: mornings are beautiful time to reflect how much love you and harry have for each other. 

pairing: harry styles x fem!reader

word count: 1579 words

warning(s): a cloud of fluff and mentions of sex

a/n: wasn’t planning on posting anything until i found this piece that i wrote a while ago. probably not my best one but i edited it, there’s probably still some minor grammar errors here and there. but nonetheless, lmk know what you think! enjoy! <3

You sometimes never enjoyed mornings, but there were times where you loved them. You loved them because he was there.

Every morning, there he was next to you. With his strong arms wrapped around your waist and his face buried in your neck. Mornings were filled with the calming, enchanting silence, the only sounds were his and yours.

At night, both of you would lay face to face. You'd talk about the world and your future. Your heart would flutter every time he's talking about his, his future that involved you with him. You'd admire his beautiful, manly features while he'd admire yours. Tiny kisses would be exchanged throughout the conversation. And as you both fell asleep, 'I love you's would be said. The last thing you would see before heading off to the World of Dreams were each other.

You were woken up by the sun streaming through the curtains. The silence surrounded you with only the soft sounds of your lover's snores beside you. You let out a deep sigh as you tried to stretch, your action only being stopped by a strong arm wrapped around you. You slowly turn around, being careful to not wake Harry up. You lay your head comfortably on your pillow as you face his.

You believed what people said about looking younger when you're asleep, because he did. Harry still had his manly features, with a hint of his childhood innocence. His curly hair was ruffled and some of it covered his forehead. His eyes were moving under his eyelids, catching the dream he had that you'd probably never know about. You sometimes wonder if he ever dreamt of you. His soft, pink lips were parted, and you restrained yourself from kissing him, not wanting to wake him up from his deep slumber.

You slowly lifted your hand and began to lightly trace his features with your index finger. You brushed off the hair off his forehead back on his head. Your fingers trace down his temple until you reach his jawline, the hint of scruff scratching against your finger. Both of you would laugh at you complaining about how pretty his jawline. You felt the slight scruff he'd been growing. 

You placed your finger on the bridge of his nose, tracing it down lightly and bopping his nose. You finally trace his lips. You’ve always envied his lips, of how soft and rosy pink they looked. They felt soft under your touch and once again, you restrained yourself to kiss him while he was asleep. 

Suddenly, you felt Harry’s arm around tighten, pulling you closer to his body. You smiled knowing he was awake as he groaned softly. Harry slowly opened one eye and smiled at the sight of you. Your heart fluttered at his adorableness. 

"Hi," He said softly. You snuggled closer to him. "Hi," You said back. "Did I wake you?" you asked. He smiled at you and shook his head. "Not at all, love," he said. His arm slowly rubbed your back in the most comforting way he could. You sighed happily at his gentleness as you both continued to admire each other.

You could never get tired with moments like this. Moments where it's just you and him, and no one else could see these moments. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you first said yes to dating him. Though, both of you somehow survived the fame, the paparazzi, the long distances; everything. It was as if nothing could tear you apart.

"Everytime I close my eyes and fall asleep, I see myself with you. It's like I can't escape you, even if I wanted to," he said to you once. You looked in his eyes to see if he was joking, though it didn't seem like it.

"So is that.. bad?" You asked nervously. You've come to realize how much you care for Harry, possibly how much you are in love with him. But if Harry wanted to break things off with you, you were ready to face the heartbreak that comes with. You felt a lump starting to grow in your throat.

Instead, he smiled and walked closer to you. He gently held your face so you'd face him. "No," he said. “It’s like, when things go wrong, you’re always there in my mind, telling me it’ll be alright. It’s like you’re my saving grace."  he confessed. ”In fact, I doubt there's ever a day where my thoughts aren't consumed by you, my beautiful love," You felt yourself blushed and looked down at the ground.

Harry lifted your face again, seeing you smile at him. 'Oh, that smile.' He thought. He could never get tired seeing your beautiful smile.

He leaned in pulling you into a kiss, and just like that, even a single doubt about your relationship faded. 

Now, here you both were, months after your love had blossomed. Holding each other close as if the other would disappear if one let go. The closeness and warmness you both felt almost felt surreal.

As you stared into Harry’s beautiful forest-green eyes, all you saw was home. He was your home. It's like he gave you comfort, shelter, and love all in one package. He was a dream, your dream. And you love that about him. You love all of him. A pang of realisation hit you as you stared at the love of your life. 

You realized how much the man in front of you meant to you. This was the man who you're so hopelessly in love with. This was the man you see a future with. This was the man you'd give your all to. 

Harry furrowed his eyebrows when he saw you deep in your thoughts. "Are you alright, love?" He said, breaking you out of your thoughts. You gave him a reassuring smile and nodded. "Yeah, I am,". Both of you smiled.

You noticed Harry’s eyes moving from eyes to your lips. You suddenly felt your thumping in your chest and you were lucky he couldn't hear it. God, you wanted to kiss him. As if he read your mind, Harry slowly leaned in and softly kissed your lips. You immediately kissed back, both your lips moving in sync. You felt him gently biting your lower lip, erupting a groan from you. 

Harry shifted off his back, making you lay on yours as he hovered you. You felt his tongue sneaking its way into your mouth, causing you to whimper. Both of you broke apart for air and panted as you stared at each other. Harry’s eyes gazed at your state. Your lips were almost in the shade of red due to how much you’re kissing him. You stared at him, waiting for his next move, wanting to feel his lips all over you, his touch on your body.

It drove him crazy seeing that this was the woman he chose that wanted to love him as much as he wanted to love her. He stared in your eyes, the same eyes that captured his heart the day they met. Not once, he'd wish to have it back. He wanted his heart in your belonging, and only you. Just like how he had yours. Even when you had your arguments, he’d always come back to you, back in your loving arms where he felt like he belonged.

This was the woman he fell in love with. The woman he imagined his future with. The woman he'd propose and marry one day. He wished to his lucky stars that you would never walk out of his life. He was selfish like that, but people do crazy, weird things when they're in love, right?

"God, I love you," Harry confessed, not giving you a chance to say the three words back before slipping his lips between yours. You responded immediately. Your hands found themselves entangled with his curly brown hair as pull him closer. Soft gasps and whimpers were let out as you both kiss. You didn’t need to say it back, both of you knew and that was enough.

His hips rolled into yours for a while, erupting a moan from you. "I love you so much," he said again as he locked his lips with yours again. His hips would roll against yours, making both of you moan in pleasure. You felt him harden against your clothed core.

If someone had walked in, they'd see two young adults lost in lust and euphoria. But to you, the feeling was more than just that.

It was love.

You both knew the love between you would only grow bigger and stronger, you'd continue to grow it together. You'd crave for this love everyday you'd spend with him.

This was Harry Styles.

The man you knew you fell in love since the day you met. The man who'd always hold you when you're weak. The man you hoped to see standing at the end of the aisle waiting for you. The man you'll forever wish to spend your entire life with. You understand why you'd smile or laugh with a knowing reason. It's because of him. 

This love was yours and Harry’s to keep and never let go.

This love was all that mattered him and you, and it’ll keep getting stronger as every day, every hour, every second passes. 

And both of you would never change the feeling you felt for each other for anything in the world.

[aromanticchair]

Glimbow x Consent

Glimmer took so long to understand that her feelings for Bow were mutual mainly because he never acted on them. He never tried to kiss her, never cuddled her when they slept next to each other, never asked to hold hands, anything!

Which would have been fine if she didn't know that Bow's main love language was physical affection. He loved giving hugs and comforting others, no matter who it was, horde soldier or rebellion member. He was kind and seemed to have no boundaries for his own personal space, most of the time.

Glimmer, on the other hand, tried to act on her feelings, but she doesn't know how to show love in the normal way. For her, love is about freedom, quality time, that sort of thing. And she does that a lot with Bow already so it's not like she didn't try to tell him about her feelings. She was just afraid of being rejected and winding up alone, all over again.

And after the battle, when they were finally letting out all they had been thinking about each other, Bow asked "Can I kiss you?"

Glimmer was too flustered at the moment to think straight. Her thoughts were all on Bow, Bow's face, Bow's lips, Bow's hair, Bow's eyes, Bow's blushed cheek, Bow's lips. Oh, Bow's lips got her attention the most, and so, she whispered "Yes" back to him and they kissed.

Only after a few days did Glimmer start being weirded out by Bow. They kissed a lot. A lot. A lot a lot, like, making up for all the years they knew each other and didn't kiss.

And yet, before every kiss, every single kiss, Bow asked if he could kiss Glimmer. He didn't miss one chance to ask her permission, and while at first it seemed sweet it just got old. Boring. Glimmer wanted to be taken by surprise with a big kiss from behind, or in the middle of a conversation, perhaps in between meetings so she could feel some adrenaline.

But Bow wasn't like that. He always had to ask, taking away that element. So she tried to make it happen for herself.

Bow was making his bed when he saw her walk in and his face lit up "Hey, Glimmer! I didn't know you were up already."

Glimmer's hands suddenly got sweaty, and so did her forehead. Her knees were wobbly and she felt her heart thumping harder while she walked up to him. There was no reason to be nervous, he was her boyfriend after all. He loved her, she knew that.

It just felt weird taking the first step. Admitting you want affection, committing to that action with the likely reality that you could be turned down, or seen as needy. It was scary to show what you cared about enough to work for it and make it happen.

She got on her toes, nonetheless, and went to kiss Bow, closing her eyes shut, trying to get rid of the nerves going through her mind once and for all. If she did it quickly enough, she'd feel more comfortable, and then she could kiss him again and again and again.

But his lips never crashed into hers. Instead, his hands went up to her arms, a little above the elbow and slightly pushed her back onto her heels. Glimmer didn't understand what was happening, but it felt like her heart was fracturing in pieces, yet still tumping on her ribcage. She opened her eyes and saw Bow's face, equal parts flustered, worried, and confused. He was leaning back, leaning away from Glimmer. Her head spun with shame, and a little flame lit up inside of her.

"Glimmer, what was that? Are you ok?"

"Yes! Of course it is! I just wanted to kiss my boyfriend" Glimmer said, a little harshly while getting up on her tiptoes again.

Bow pushed her back once again "You seem upset. You walked in here with a serious face, barely smiled." he cocked his head to the side, raising one of his eyebrows.

Glimmer rolled her eyes "It's nothing, I just wanted to kiss you" her voice was steady, her eyes were determined, but her cheeks were heavily blushed and burning hot. Her face was probably the same shade of pink of her hair right there and then.

Bow laughed "Well, if that's all you wanted you could've just asked."

You could've just asked.

Asked.

Asked.

Asked.

Glimmer's inner fire went out of control "But what if I don't want to ask?!"

Bow's hands shot away from her arms and his light aura changed to a worried one. It seemed like his natural state, always worrying about others.

"What do you mean?"

"I just wanted to surprise you with a kiss! I don't need to ask everytime if I can kiss you just like you don't have to ask me! We're boyfriend and girlfriend, that's part of being in a relationship!"

"But what's wrong with having consent?"

Glimmer groaned "Sometimes, it's sweet. Other times I just want to be surprised, ok? And asking if I want it ruins that."

Bow furrowed his eyebrows "I'm not going to stop asking for consent, Glimmer. Just because we're dating doesn't mean we're entitled to each other. Just because I'm your boyfriend doesn't mean I get to kiss you whenever I want. It's when we both want it."

"Yes I- I'm sorry I didn't mean to say I was entitled to your kisses or anything but- I always want to kiss you, so just stop asking."

Bow glared at her "I'm not sure."

Glimmer was a step away from him and still felt far from him, she didn't understand how he was thinking, which was crazy because she knew him for so long she practically lived inside his mind. She knew how he worked, thought, and acted. But this was destroying her thought process, so she just stayed quiet, awkwardly rubbing her elbow.

"I have that meeting in a few minutes, I guess... I guess I'm gonna go."

Bow looked at her with sympathy "Have a good meeting" and went right back to making his bed.

*

Glimmer's meeting was not exactly a meeting. It was more of a therapy session thing. Adora and Bow insisted she started attending those after all that had happened, since Angela died and her dad came back. She tried to act happy and upbeat like before but sometimes she couldn't. It weighed her down, and filled her with nothingness. Yes, she had her friends to support her, but it would never replace her mother.

Some sessions were harder than others. And this one was harsh. She left the room trying to hold it all in, thanking the therapist for their time and going back to her room so she could cry, hug her pillow and go to sleep.

She opened her door and Bow was sitting on the edge of her bed. He looked up, saying immediately "I've been thinking about what you said and... Oh." he looked at her face, with her red shot eyes and trembling lips "That bad?"

"Bow, not right now, I just want to be in bed." her voice cracked and Bow's throat went dry as he stood up. He couldn't stand to see other people cry, much less Glimmer.

"Can I give you a hug?"

"No, Bow, I just want to lie down!"

He looked more pained than hurt by her words "Is there anything you want me to do?"

"No!" she screamed out. He stared at her and then started walking towards the door and her mind started racing.

She didn't want Bow to hold her, she couldn't stand it when people touched her when she was in that state. She needed to feel like she was in control of her surroundings and herself. Being touched felt incredibly offsetting and confusing, and she didn't need that then. But she did need Bow.

"Wait. Don't leave." she didn't think he'd just leave the room. Just because she said she didn't want to hug him.

"Do you want me to stay here by your side?"

"Yes."

"But I can't hug you."

"No."

"Kiss you?"

"No."

"Hold your hand?"

Glimmer hesitated. She remembered how her father would hold her hand when she was little and was going through anxiety attacks. How her mother did it after Micah disappeared. Even though touch felt wrong to her in that situation, somehow, someone holding her hand always felt like an anchor to reality. So, she said "Yes."

They said nothing more as Glimmer got in her bed and was covered by the comforter by her loving partner. She held her hand out across the mattress where Bow layed down on, facing the ceiling so Glimmer didn't feel pressured by his eyes on her. He held her hand on his chest, and she felt it in her hand his steady heartbeat and rising and falling chest.

She started to weep, gripping Bow's shirt tightly. She tried to calm down but her thoughts were running through her head so fast she couldn't stop them. So her tears just kept coming out.

Bow looked at her, worried, and reached a hand for her shoulder, slowly pulling her against him. He was trying to hold her, but that was too much touching, too much for the already overloaded system that was Glimmer's body and mind. She shook against it and whispered "No."

Bow let go of her and sighed, still holding onto her hand. So that's what they did for the next half hour. Glimmer cried and Bow cradled her hand in his chest.

After a while, she started to calm down. Her eyes and nose were red, but she could finally breathe easily without thoughts intruding into her mind with no control. She started to get up, slipping her sweaty hand away from Bow as she settled against the head of the bed, crossing her legs and hanging her head down. Bow sat crossed-leg too, in front of her.

"Thank-"

"I'm sorr-"

They tried to speak at the same time and chuckled. Glimmer nodded her head for him to go first and he exhaled loudly.

"I'm sorry, for trying to hug you in bed after you said no. Sometimes I don't know what you need, and I don't want to do something wrong, so that's why I usually ask. But you were so keen on me surprising you and not asking so I thought I'd give it a try because I thought that's what you needed." shame started to seep into his voice, making it crack" I though you'd want a hug in that moment, but you didn't and I'm sorry" his lip trembled and he started rubbing his eyes, who seemed to barely be holding in some tears.

"No, Bow. You were right, you should ask, so I'm sorry. I should be more like you, respect your boundaries and tell you about mine."

"But you were right too" Bow said "sometimes you just want to be surprised, not asked. But how can I do that if I don't ask to know what you need from me?"

"I don't know," Glimmer sighed "but we can figure that out together. Maybe we could have a code for when we're in the mood." Bow chuckled "Or one of those stuffed animals that are reversible and represent your mood."

"You literally have magic powers and you're talking about a reversible stuffie" Bow laughed while sniffing and running his wrist under his nose.

"Well, at least I'm having ideas! I don't hear you making any suggestions" Bow laughed out loud, making Glimmer follow his example. It felt freeing, after all the crying she had done.

Bow looked at her intently and then at their hands. She nodded and they held each other's hand, scooting closer, staring into each other's eyes.

"May I kiss you, Bow?"

He smiled from ear to ear "You may"

[ssa-thotchnerr]

Epilepsy - Drabble

summary: Hotch and Emily find out their daughter has epilepsy after an accident while out playing.

warnings: a little bit of angst, seizures, epilepsy, hospitals

a/n: some baby!hotchniss fluff for you all!

You let out a yelp as you fell from the steps of the slide, your back hitting the ground first and then your head with a small thud. Jack, who was sitting on a swing, jumped off of it and ran towards you.

“Are you okay?” Your older brother asked you, helping you up onto your feet. You nodded and rubbed your head, feeling throbbing coming from the side of it.

“Yeah, but my head hurts a little,” You said, your face screwed up as you looked up at Jack. He nodded and held your hand, leading you into the house.

“Dad?” Hotch put the plate he was cleaning down on the side of the sink, turning around to face you and Jack. “Y/N fell and said her head hurts.” Jack told him. Your dad moved over and crouched down in front of you.

“What happened?” He asked you.

“I fell from the slide and now my head hurts,” You told him. Hotch sighed, looking you over for any injuries.

“You wanna go see mom and sit with her for a bit?” You nodded and held your arms out to your dad for him to pick you up. “Alright, let’s go.” Hotch stood back up, holding you at his hip. You rested your head on your dads shoulder, hoping that if you presse hard enough the thumping would go away. Emily was finishing putting your clothes away in your wardrobe when your dad nudged the door open, getting her attention.

“Hey, what happened?” Emily asked, taking you out of your dads arms and into her own. She looked down, wondering what had happened to make their usually rambunctious four year old so calm and quiet. You weren’t a quiet child, nothing ever brought you down, always a happy, healthy child, and that was why Hotch and Emily were always desperate to get home after a case.

“She fell and hit her head according to Jack,” Hotch said. Emily nodded and put her hand at the back of your head, smiling sadly when you rested the side of your head on her shoulder. “She wanted to come up and see you,” Hotch added on. Emily had a weird feeling in her gut, one she felt that she should be following. “What’re you thinking?”

“I don’t know, she’s never usually this quiet, even after she gets hurt,” Emily said, her eyebrows knit together as she looked down at you. “I mean, it’s probably nothing, I’m probably overreacting.” She said. Hotch shook his head.

“We can take her to the ER if you want,” Hotch suggested. This time it was Emily’s turn to shake her head, pushing that feeling away. After all, kids get hurt all the time, hell, your parents knew that you did, and you bounced back everytime, maybe you just needed a few minutes.

“Its fine, you’re alright, aren’t you Y/N?” Emily smiled in relief when you nodded with almost your full energy, giving both of your parents a thumbs up of reassurance. Your dad nodded and kissed the top of your head.

“Okay, I’ll go and check on Jack and make sure that he’s not getting him self into trouble,” Hotch said, leaving you and your mom alone in your room. Emily sat down with you on her lap, sitting against the headboard of your bed.

“Remind me to tell your dad not to let Jack watch over you when you’re outside,” Emily said, her chin resting on the crown of your head. You sat for a few minutes before your mom sat up, putting you on your feet and sitting at the edge of your bed. “Alright, go and get me your pj’s, you’re having early bedtime tonight.” Emily said. You pouted up at your mom, your eyebrows furrowed together, making Emily laugh, a smaller, cuter version of your father.

“I’m not tired!” You whined, crossing your arms over your chest. Emily gave you the look, making you cave in and stomp over to your dresser in reluctancy. Suddenly, you felt dizzy, a little sick, and very, very tired. Your head started to hurt even more, causing your face to screw up in pain. “Mommy, I don’t feel good.” You whimpered. Emily didn’t have anytime to react before you fell to the ground unconscious, your body shaking.

“Y/N!” She yelled, acting quickly and grabbing one of your pillows to place under your head. “Aaron!” Hotch ran up the stairs, Jack following after him. He froze upon standing at the doorway, you’d stopped shaking, only laying in your moms arms. “We-we need to get her to the hospital.” Emily said, looking up at her husband with tears in her eyes.

“Alright, come on, let’s go,” Hotch said, moving Jack out of the way so Emily could get you out and downstairs.

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Hotch sat at the side of the bed you were asleep on, his hand holding your much smaller one in his own. Emily had taken Jack home, despite Emily disputing that she’d be fine to stay with you the night. Hotch had forced her to go, telling her that she’d see you in the morning. But, Emily Prentiss was as stubborn as he was, and he knew the figure standing in the doorway would be her.

“I thought I told you to go home and get some sleep, Emily,” Hotch said, looking up at his wife. She shook her head as he sat down across from him, the other side of your bed.

“I tried to, but I couldn’t fall asleep. JJ volunteered to look after Jack, and I just couldn’t stop thinking that it’s my fault,” Emily said. Hotch reached forward and took Emily’s hand.

“There was no way you could have known this was gonna happen, we didn’t know,” Hotch assured her. Emily let out a shaky sigh, nodding as she saw your eyelids twitching, then a small whimper coming from you as they opened. “Hey, take it easy, honey ” Your dad said. You rubbed your eyes as your parents helped you sit up.

“My head hurts again,” You said. Emily and Hotch both chuckled at your quiet statement, both smiling in the relief that you were okay. The doctors had diagnosed you with epilepsy, and it had been triggered by when you’d hit your head when you fell. “Where am I?” You asked.

“You’re at the hospital,” Emily said. You tilted your head, looking at her and then your dad.

“Why?” Emily and Hotch both looked at each other in confusion, did you not remember?

“You don’t remember?” You shook your head at your dad. “You hit your head and you got sick for a little bit, but you’re gonna be alright, because the doctors know what’s going on and know how to stop it from happening again.” Emily had to hand it to Hotch, he knew how to explain things to a small child like it was no mans business.

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[sammim91]

Chrobin Week Day Six Prompt- Head to Heart

My second to last prompt upload for Chrobin Week 2019. Its been a great challenge for me to do, and i look forward to participating next year if i can. 

Day six prompt- Head and Heart

Pairing- Chrom and Robin(F)

The first time a nightmare had taken hold, when she had woken, screaming, panting, sweating and with tear rolling down her face, Chrom had been there. He had wrapped his arms around her, instinctively pulled her close and held her until her sobs subsided, till her breathing slowed, and until she was calm enough to talk about it all.

Her head over his heart.

And that was how it always was from that moment on

When 'Marth' had been revealled to be their daugher from the future, Robin had grabbed the blue haired girl, held her as she sobbed, and comforted her in the exact way her husband comforted her. Head to heart.

And so began the family tradition.

When Morgan was found his mother had laid his head on her heart in relief that he was ok. And when he had struggled to recall his father, and broken down in tears, Chrom had mirrored Robin's actions, comforting his son as he had cried.

When Lucina had come to Robin, conflicted as to whether to end her own mothers life to save her fathers, to erase Morgan from existence or run the risk of Robin losing control to her fathers mind games, Robin had smiled sadly, pulling her daughter to her, laying her head on her heart, telling her no matter what she chose, she would always love her.

Lucina had comforted her brother in the same way, when he discovered the choice she almost made, his eyes welling with tears at the thought that she didn't love him and she was willing to risk his existence like that.

A family comforted, head to heart.

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Robin jerked awake, another nightmare still firmly in the forefront of her mind, She gasped, sitting up, Chrom's arm falling from its place across her chest. She furiously willed her heart to stop beating erratically, wiping tears away from her eyes.

It was the same dream as she always had, ever since she had learned of her heritage. She would succumb to Grima's influence, turn on all her friends and family. Then stabb Chrom through the heart. The last thing she would see before she awoke was her hand, covered in her own husbands blood, being too weak willed to stop her body as it moved on its own.

She knew it was silly to get so upset over a dream. But everytime it had become more realistic. Even with her husband beside her, she was still inconsoleable.

"Robin?" Chrom's voice murmured from the darkness, his arms snaking round her tightly. He sat up, his face worried as he took in her distressed face, her inablility to control the gasps wracking her body, the tears streaming down her face. "Hey, it's Okay, I'm here," he instinctively pulled her to him, her head resting on his heart as she shook, the front of his sleep shirt becoming damp with tears.

It wasn't until Robin could hear the soft thump of his heart that her body started to relax. She breathed deep, the smell of him a comfort. After a few minutes her body stopped shaking, the tears stopped and she sighed, snuggling closer.

"Thank you," she breathed out when she felt sure she could talk again.

"You don't need to thank me," Chrom's breath tickled the top of her hair as he pressed a kiss atop her head."It's what I'm here for. I made a vow to love you through every hardship you face." His hand began to comb through her soft brown hair as he continued to comfort her. "Do you want to talk about it?" he broached this gently. He knew his wife didn't like to worry him, knew she had a stubborn habit of keeping things from him as a result. "Y-you don't have too, I just want you to know that I will listen for as long as you need."

"It's silly..." Robin sighed.

"Nothing is ever silly," he countered. "Now come on Robin, tell me what your nightmare was about."

He felt her shuffle awkwardly, and he was about to drop the subject, realizing that she really didn't want to talk about it, when she finally spoke up.

"I lose control," she whispered. She moved her head finally, turning to look at Chrom. Her brown eyes were read and puffy from crying, her skin was paler that usual with a sheen of sweat still across her forehead. She looked haggard and exhausted, and Chrom's heart sank seeing her like that. "I give in to my fathers influence," he felt her shudder, and he knew she hated admitting her familial ties to that man. "I become Grima... And I kill you." Her voice breaks on the last word, her lip quivvering as she tries to hold back the tears. "I try to stop myself, Naga knows I try, but I kill you, every single time." She looked distressed so Chrom held her again.

"Robin..." he spoke softly, as if she were a child. "It was only a dream. You more than anyone believe we aren't pawns of a scripted fate."

"But his influence over me has been proven before," Robin's voice was muffled against his chest. "I stole the Fire Emblem from you, and gave it straight to him." She sobbed once. "Maybe I should have let Lucina kill me. Or at the very least I should maybe kill myself, before I become a danger to everyone."

"No!" Chrom crushed her close to his chest. "Don't talk like that Robin. I wont let you." His voice broke. He sniffled as he thought of a life without his wife in it. Without her, he would be broken. And to hear her talk like that, it broke his heart.

"I'd rather die than hurt you!"

"Listen to me Robin," Chrom pulled her to arms length and she looked shocked at his sudden outburst. "You can't let him win like that. He wants us divided, he wants us to turn on you. But I won't give on you, I never will. I choose to put my faith in you, and I always will. Validar wont change that. He may be your father, but he is only that in title alone. He doesn't know you, not like I do. He doesn't see the smart, funny and kind person that you are. He doesn't see Robin the wife, Robin the mother. All he see's is Robin the Vessel for Grima. And he underestimates you. He will continue to underestimate you."

Robin looked at her husband, mouth agape. She could feel tear fall from her eyes, but they werent of sadness. She was happy, happier than she had been in days. To know that Chrom had that much faith in her, that he believed in her that much, made her happier than anything in the world.

"Chrom..." she placed a hand on his face. In the two years since the last war his features had become more angular, his skin rougher. She took comfort in the small amount of stubble on his chin, in the small scar on his chin. He was watching her with his beautiful straightforward eyes, currently shining with emotion. "I'm sorry my love." She kissed his cheek. "I didn't mean to make you upset. I thought by not telling you I would worry you less, but I realize that was silly of me. I only made you worry more. I promise I wont keep things from you anymore, no matter how painful it is to talk about."

"I love you Robin, more than anything, I hope you know that." Chrom smiled at her warmly.

"I know that, I love you too."

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Chrom moved to kiss her, their mouths an inch apart, when a voice outside called to them.

"Mother? Father?," Lucina's voice could be heard just outside their tent. "Are you awake? I'm sorry to disturb you,"

Chrom sighed. "So much for that," he climbed out of bed and went over to the tent flap. "Hello Luci," Robin smiled at their nickname for their future version of their daughter. "Oh and Morgan is here with you too." He stepped aside and let their children in. Morgan ran straight to the bed, jumping on it and hugging Robin, his head instinctively finding her heart.

"Mother," he seemed upset. "I had a nightmare." He snuggled close, as if he was frightened whatever he had dreamt about was going to come true.

Robin's own fears instantly left her. She shuffled on the cot, bringing her arms round her son. She kissed his blue hair softly.

"It's Okay baby," she cooed. "Mother's here."

"I d-dreamt I-I was all alone a-again..." he cried.

"Oh Morgan," Robin felt tears in her eyes. Her son was so like her, even down to having the occasional nightmare. "Your safe, I'm here, your Father is here, Luci is here. We aren't going to leave you, ever."

"Y-you promise?"

"Of course I promise." Robin shot a look at Chrom and Lucina, who came back towards the bed.

"I heard Morgan scream so I went to see if he was Okay," Lucina explained. "He wouldn't settle down till he made sure you were both Okay. I'm sorry we intruded."

"Don't apologise Luci," Chrom smiled. He came and sat the other side of his son, taking the small boy into his arm's, holding him close as his son clung to him.

"Y-you promise n-not to leave me don't y-you F-father," he sobbed.

"I'm not leaving anyone Morgan," Chrom said. He glanced at his daughter. "I promise." Lucina stood wavering, looking as though she wanted to join them all on the bed.

"Come here my darling," Robin, always good at reading her daughters face, held out her arms, gesturing for her to come close. Lucina hesitated briefly, but when her Mother smiled she gave in, curling her long legs up onto the bed, snuggling her mother the same way her brother snuggled their father.

Chrom glanced at Robin over their children's heads. He smiled at her, his eyes warm, and Robin knew exactly what was going through his mind, because she was thinking the same thing. She couldn't believe that this was her life. That she had such amazing children, or would do, honestly time travel was a weird concept, and such an amazing husband, really was a blessing. And she knew that she would do anything to protect them from the man who called himself her Father and her alternate self.

"We should get some rest," she eventually said. "We all need to be sharp tomorrow."

"Your Mother is right," Chrom looked down at Morgan, who had already started to doze off.

"Wanna stay here," he mumbled.

"Morgan, you can't sleep here," Lucina tried her hardest to be the responsible older sister yet her head was still over her Mother's heart, and she also showed no sign of moving.

"Sure I can..."

Robin laughed. "Okay Morgan, just for tonight, you can stay here," She shot Chrom a look, and he smiled in response. He shifted, pulling Morgan with him as he settled down on the bed, his son flush to his chest. "What about you Luci?"

"Luci, you need to stay too!" Morgan looked distressed at the thought of his sister going anywhere.

"C-can I?" Lucina looked at Robin, who nodded.

"Of course you can, come on."

So the four of them settled down on the bed again, Morgan soon asleep on Chrom's chest, his fist still clutching his shirt. Robin and Lucina snuggled close to the pair, mirroring how the were laid, so Robin and Chrom were on the outside of their two children. Lucina soon fell asleep along side her brother. Robin smiled down at her daughter. When asleep the stresses of the task she had given herself melted away from her face, and she looked younger, more like the 18 year old that she was. Robin scoffed, It really was weird having a daughter only a year younger than her.

"Morgan is laying right over my arm," Chrom's voice broke the silence.

Robin laughed. "So is Lucina. Yet I don't have the heart to move her."

"Me neither." Chrom moved his untrapped arm and brushed his hand through his sons hair. "He looks exactly like you when he sleeps."

"You think?"

Chrom chuckled. "He even drools like you do."

"Your lucky my arm is trapped and I don't want to wake Lucina, or I would slap you." She glanced down at her daughter who sighed in her sleep, pawed at her eyes with a fisted hand, then stilled again. "I don't think I've seen her relax once since she met us."

"Me neither," Chrom kissed Robin's head. "She's been so strong for so long. I know it was a different us who left her, but I can't help but still feel responsible, you know?"

"I know what you mean," Robin moved her hand to clasp his, securing their children in their embrace. "I don't want to let them down. I want to give them the future they deserve. They don't deserve this. War and more war. I just want them to be happy. I want baby Lucina back at the castle to grow up without the heartbreak her future counterpart has had to endure. And I want to secure a future for Morgan, whenever he makes his appearance in this timeline too."

"We will, I promise," Chrom yawned. "I guess we should try to sleep. I love you Robin."

"And I love you Chrom."

Later on, when Chrom had also fallen asleep, Robin went back to thinking about how she could save them all, how she could protect her families future. And she saw only one way to do that. But she knew Chrom wouldn't let her do it if he ever found out.

I only hope you forgive me... one day

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19815820/chapters/47091472