#confession 968

[star-trek-fandom-confessions]

#968

Whenever I'm reading Spirk, my brain makes weird combinations, so rather than AOS, TOS, and SNW being together, I'll get AOS Kirk and SNW Spock even if the fic is tagged TOS. The most common occurrence is AOS Kirk and TOS Spock. I think my main issue is that I don't know what Zachary Quinto and William Shatner actually look like even if I just looked at them so my brain just fills them in with one of the others. It makes writing Spirk difficult too because while I'm writing AOS Ethan Peck is who I'm picturing or while writing TOS Chris Pine is who I'm picturing so descriptions end up being off.

[d-targaryenshoe]

Love Of Tomorrow - Colin Bridgerton

Word count: 968

Summary: How becoming a father can change a man's feelings, quite strange is it not?

The first light of dawn crept through the heavy curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the room.

Colin Bridgerton lay on his back, head propped on pillows, gazing at the two people who had become his entire world.

Beside him, you, his beloved wife, slept peacefully, your hair spread across the pillow like a halo.

Nestled between you, in a tiny cradle of blankets, was your newborn son, a perfect bundle of warmth and innocence.

Colin’s heart swelled with an emotion so profound he could hardly find words for it.

He had always imagined what it might be like to become a father, but nothing had prepared him for the sheer depth of love and protectiveness that surged through him every time he looked at his child.

The baby, with its tiny, delicate features and the softest skin, seemed almost too perfect to be real.

Every breath his son took, every little noise he made, felt like a miracle.

Colin gently brushed his fingers over the baby’s tiny hand.

The infant stirred slightly but did not wake.

Colin marveled at the small fingers, so perfectly formed, and felt a lump in his throat.

He couldn’t believe that this little life was his to care for, protect, and love.

You stirred beside him, your eyes fluttering open.

You smiled softly as you took in the sight of your husband gazing down at your child.

“You’re still awake,” you whispered, your voice thick with sleep.

Colin turned to you, his eyes shining with happiness. “I can’t seem to take my eyes off him,” he confessed, his voice filled with awe.

You smiled and reached out to touch his cheek. “I know the feeling,” you said softly. “But you need to rest too, Colin. You’ve barely slept since he was born.”

Colin shook his head. “I don’t want to miss a single moment,” he said, his voice catching slightly. “Every time I close my eyes, I feel like I’m missing something.”

Your heart melted at his words.

You had always known that Colin would make a wonderful father, but seeing him now, so completely and utterly in love with your son, filled you with a happiness that you could hardly contain.

“Why don’t you hold him for a bit?” you suggested, your eyes twinkling with affection.

Colin hesitated, a look of uncertainty crossing his face. “Are you sure? What if I wake him up?”

You chuckled softly. “He's your son, Colin. He's used to your voice, your touch."

"Besides,” you added with a mischievous grin, “you’re going to have to get used to holding him at some point.”

Colin nodded, though he still looked a little apprehensive.

Carefully, he reached out and lifted the baby from the cradle of blankets, cradling the tiny body against his chest.

The baby made a small noise but then settled back into sleep, the tiny head resting against Colin’s heart.

Colin felt a surge of emotion so intense it took his breath away.

Holding his son in his arms, feeling the soft rise and fall of his tiny chest, he felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility.

This little life was so fragile, so precious, and it was up to him to keep him safe.

You watched him, your heart full.

You could see the love and wonder in Colin’s eyes, and it made you love him even more.

You had always admired Colin’s carefree spirit, his sense of adventure, and his boundless energy.

But seeing him now, so gentle and tender with your child, made you realize just how deep his capacity for love truly was.

“You’re a natural,” you whispered, your voice full of admiration.

Colin looked up at you, his eyes shining with gratitude. “I don’t know about that,” he said, his voice tinged with humility. “But I’m going to do my best.”

You smiled and leaned in to kiss him gently on the lips. “You’re going to be an amazing father,” you said with certainty.

Colin smiled back at you, his heart full. “And you,” he said softly, “are already an amazing mother.”

You blushed slightly at the compliment, but your eyes sparkled with happiness.

You had always known that motherhood would be challenging, but having Colin by your side made everything feel possible.

For a while, you simply sat there in the quiet of the early morning, taking in the wonder of your new family.

The world outside could wait.

At this moment, everything you needed was right here, in this room.

As the sun continued to rise, filling the room with a warm, golden light, Colin felt a deep sense of contentment settle over him.

This was his life now, and he couldn’t imagine anything more perfect.

Every adventure, every journey he had ever taken, had led him to this moment, to this little family that he loved more than anything in the world.

“I think we should stay in bed all day,” Colin said suddenly, his voice filled with a playful determination.

You raised an eyebrow, amused. “Oh? And what about your duties? Your responsibilities?”

Colin shook his head. “Nothing is more important than this,” he said, his voice firm. “I want to spend every possible moment with you and our son.”

You smiled, your heart swelling with love for the man you had married. “Then it’s settled,” you said with a grin. “We’ll stay in bed all day.”

Colin beamed at you, his heart light with happiness.

He leaned over and kissed you, a sweet, lingering kiss that spoke of all the love he felt for you.

When you finally pulled apart, Colin settled back against the pillows, holding your child close.

As the day went on, the three of you stayed in bed, wrapped up in each other and in the joy of your new family.

[andkisses]

♡ oh say it ditto | enha ♡

ot7!enha headcanon: he confesses, and wants you to say it back

♡ ot7 x gn!reader | wc. 968 ♡ genres/tropes: fluff!  ♡ mentions of/warnings: none (this wasn’t proof read tho </3) ♡ a/n: little something for every member <3 jungwon’s first and the rest below the cut ^^ each part is inspired by lyrics from ditto by newjeans <3 ♡ a/n p2: this song is so sunghoon coded imo so if u see smth else get posted with him and this song 🙈 just know

♡ masterlist ♡

✧･ﾟ: * jungwon - “like you a little, don’t want no riddle” 

he’s had all this time to think about it, and do know that jungwon is really putting his thoughts to it. he’s decided—he needs to confess, and as soon as possible, because he’s slowly becoming concerned it might be a health crisis. this feeling, the one that started out so small and chaste, has grown into something he can’t contain anymore. and the idea that he doesn’t know exactly what you think? the riddle of it all? that’s what’s the worst. imagine his relief, after he confesses so simply in the winter wind, as he watches your cheeks and the tips of your ears flush red, red, red. and his heart sparks with hope. imagine the surprise when you grin, overwhelmed, and place a sweet kiss to the apple of his own smiling cheeks. “me too.”

✧･ﾟ: * heeseung - “my feelings for you, like the memories we share, have grown so big” 

it started out so small, heeseung realizes thinking back on it. he liked your laugh, or your smile, or your fashion. then, suddenly, he found himself wanting to get to know you, not just see you from across a lecture hall. and now… this. the feelings that press against his chest, the ones that make it almost painful to see you because you don’t know. except, here in this stairwell after class, when he grabbed your wrist to catch you, you do know. the confession slips past his lips, almost desperate, and now heeseung is certain he will be sick. except, you take a step back up towards him, wrap your arms around his neck. and when he wraps his arms around your waist, the warmth that floods him tells heeseung he’s exactly where he needs to be.

✧･ﾟ: * jay - “you smiled at me but do you think about me now?” 

uncertainty is not one of his favorite feelings, but jay deals with it for you. except, he’s not sure how much longer he can take this. he likes to think he knows things about people, knows how they tick. but you? maybe it’s the feelings that keep growing and growing inside, the way just hearing your voice down the hall or in the cafe makes him smile. but actually not knowing? it’s tearing him up inside, even if it’s masked by that beautiful smile. and now, here you are, standing at the corner of his desk after everyone has left. your fingertips on the corner, his gaze traveling up to your eyes, and the envelope in the other hand. the small, coy smile on your lips. “it’s hard saying things aloud, isn’t it?”

✧･ﾟ: * jake - “i had a long day, i miss you” 

scheduling difference don’t have to be this hard, jake thinks as he waits for you at the corner of where your two paths meet. it feels like it’s been forever since he’s seen you—not like he’s obliged to see you or anything. you two weren’t anything official or special, even if he wants so badly to be. maybe it’s thinking about what life would be like if he could call you mine that made the words slip out. “i miss you.” normal words, but the way he said it, and the way you respond, eyes wide and cheeks dusted with blush. “miss me how?” you ask, winter breeze blowing at your baby hairs. jake takes a step closer, choosing to listen to his heart’s wishes as you do the same. he laces his hand with yours, then brings your knuckles to his lips for a small, dainty kiss. your growing smile keeps him going. “miss… like this?”

✧･ﾟ: * sunghoon - “say it, say it back, oh, say it ditto” 

you make him nervous, sunghoon thinks, but the good kind. the kind that fills you with energy, like what you feel before a roller coaster. the hand that makes your fingers itch, wanting to be held by just one person. wanting to be held by you. this nervousness, he thinks, is what is motivating him, because he has surely never acted like this before let alone felt this much. he takes your hand on the walk back, a wash of seriousness pouring over his features. it’s too late to back out now, and you haven’t wrenched your hand away from his, so perhaps there’s a chance. “i like you,” he says, and he can feel the weights being lifted from his shoulders. “a lot. and i really, really want you to say it back.”

✧･ﾟ: * sunoo - “can’t wait 'til the morning, so say it, ditto”

yes, the sun set a long while ago. yes, sunoo should be fast asleep. but how can he be when all he can think or wonder or ponder is you? more specifically, how do you feel? he can hedge a bet—how close you sit, how you laugh at his jokes, how you reach out for him in the hall. but it’s the not knowing that’s really keeping him awake. so, of course, he does something about it. phone in his hands, six simple words—i like you, say it back? and while he waits, he elects it’s the perfect time to ascribe shapes to the spots and shadows on the ceiling. and when you text back? yes, i like you too. meet me in 10? sunoo always thought the campus was more beautiful at night.

✧･ﾟ: * niki - “do you want somebody? like i want somebody?”

the cafe is loud and quiet at the same time. niki is supposed to be studying, yet the pen in his hand feels like a heavy weight, and the words on the page in front of him no longer make sense regardless of how many times he tries to read. the one thing he knows for sure, though, is you sitting across from him, headphones on, pen scribbling and actually doing work. maybe it’s how loud the cafe is, or how short the distance across the table is to you. niki reaches out, taps on the side of your headphones, and once you look up and slide them off, he’s asking. “do you like someone?” your eyes grow wide, cheeks red, and he dares to be bolder, fingers tracing your cheek before: “and is it me?”

[niki-phoria]

So I had this idea after reading your chishiya kisses which I loved btw basically merging the first kiss and I’m here now kiss. Chishiya and reader are friends. Readers late and chishiya is worried. Reader gets back and is confused as to why he’s so worried. He confesses and instead of reader asking to have a kiss like the first kiss one it’s actually chishiya who asks. Hopefully this makes sense I had no other idea on how to explain it.

he's so <33 i love him made a pinterest board dedicated to nijiro bc the gender envy is so bad lmao

pairing: chishiya x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 968

warnings: slightly ooc chishiya ?? idk i tried, mentions of blood/stitches, blushy chishiya, this is dumb but i hate when ppl write reader blushing bc i don't blush and it always takes me out of the story maybe i'm just salty

chishiya's types of kisses post

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i didn't really focus on chishiya being worried so i changed it to him taking care of reader and then he confesses. this idea is really cute, i love it. i hope you enjoy :))

requests open !! read my rules first

chishiya’s hands feel warm against your skin as he cups your cheeks. his eyes carefully scan each part of your face. each new bruise, cut, and scar is noted under his watchful eye. 

you remain silent as he moves his hand to trace against your jawline before he lifts it to your lip. his thumb gently swipes against the newly formed cut on your bottom lip you hadn’t realized was bleeding until he wipes away a small patch of blood from his skin. 

“you’re hurt,” chishiya finally whispers. his voice is quiet. soft. it’s a tone you don’t hear from him often. it only shines through in small moments like these when you’re completely alone. a million thoughts are running through his mind. you can see it in the way his eyebrows furrow ever so slightly and the small downturned edges of his lips. 

you bring a hand up to hold his, effectively breaking chishiya out of his internal debate. “i’m fine,” you whisper. 

“you’re bleeding.” 

“barely.” 

“just…” chishiya sighs, brushing his knuckles against your cheek. you wince a little at the small spark of pain that stems from the light pressure against your freshly formed bruise. “let me take care of you.” 

your protests die on your tongue when chishiya brushes away a splotch of blood from your jawline. there’s an unreadable look in his eyes when you look back into them. something about him is begging, nearly pleading - please let me take care of you. 

“okay,” you nod. 

you let chishiya wrap his arm around your waist to support you as he guides you back towards the beach’s basement. the metal table you sit on is cold underneath your touch. goosebumps raise along the exposed skin on your arms and legs. 

chishiya sets a variety of medical supplies on the table next to you. he pauses, seemingly debating for a second before fully unzipping his jacket and slipping the fabric around your shoulders. you stare at him in surprise as he turns his attention back to the bruises and cuts littering your body. even in the dim lighting you can see a light flush spreading onto his ears. 

he pulls his hair back into a messy ponytail behind his head before he begins by pressing an alcohol soaked towel against a scrape on your knee. you flinch at the sudden pain, letting out a small hiss. “sorry,” chishiya whispers. you shake your head, forcing yourself to relax and let him clean your wounds. 

chishiya works quickly, carefully bandaging each cut and bruise as he works his way up your body. his hands are gentle and efficient as he cares for you. a patch of blood seeping through his jacket catches his attention. it’s flowing from your shoulder, creating a deep red stain against the white fabric. 

“did you cut your arm?” 

“oh,” you turn, shifting your body to be able to see the wound yourself. “sorry. i didn’t notice it earlier.” 

chishiya silently peels his jacket away before helping you push your arm out of the sleeve of your shirt. he pushes it out of the way enough to give him access to the wound. he presses a clean part of the towel against it, watching as blood quickly seeps through to the other side. “it’s deep,” he mumbles. “you need stitches.” 

you watch as he searches through the supplies to find a needle and some thread. “you know how to give stitches?” 

“yeah.” his hands are gentle as he begins. it hurts less than you were expecting, though you’ve never needed stitches before. you only know he’s finished when he throws the needle away as carefully as he can before pressing a bandage against your back so it covers the wound. 

“thank you,” you whisper as you carefully readjust your shirt. chishiya simply hums, pulling his jacket back up over your shoulder. 

you’re face to face with him when he walks back over to stand in front of you. “y/n,” his voice is quiet; almost like he’s too scared to say the words he desperately wants to. chishiya raises his hand to cup your face again. this time, it doesn’t hurt when he strokes his thumb against your cheek. “can i kiss you?” 

a moment of silence passes between you before you nod. your eyes flick from his deep brown ones to his lips. you lean in just enough so your noses are nearly touching before chishiya finally leans in fully to pull you into a sweet kiss. 

his lips feel softer than they look. no amount of imaging could ever compare to this moment. you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him back in for another short kiss when he pulls away. the blush on his face has deepened, now spreading to his cheeks. “i love you,” he whispers. “i don’t know what i’d do without you.” 

you can’t help yourself, tugging him back into another kiss. it’s deeper this time. you only pull away when you need air. “i love you too.” 

chishiya smiles, leaning in again. you can’t help but smile against his lips as well, keeping him close to you as you press a million tiny little kisses against the exposed skin of his neck and shoulders. he laughs at the ticklish feeling, wrapping his arms around your waist. 

you cling to chishiya, leaning back enough to see his face fully. you’re smiling at each other in the darkness of the beach’s basement. a warm feeling of love settles itself into your chest. it’s a familiar feeling - one you only ever get around chishiya. 

“i love you so much,” you whisper. 

“not as much as i love you.” he leans down to press a kiss against your forehead with another sweet smile. “come on, let’s go to bed.” 

[dreamingonclds]

Everything Happens For A Reason | LN4

Summary: Sometimes the people that love us hurt us the most but, you can't seem to stay away. After an immense break up, you've become the most passionate in your career. Going from casting to casting, concert to concert, audition to audition, you become one of the most famous artists of your generation. You were done picking up the broken pieces of your heart when somebody comes into your life and you place your heart in someone else's hands again.

Word Count: 968

Pairing: Lando Norris x female! reader ft. Carlos Sainz

Warnings: none

Chapter 2

Previous Chapter

After what felt like the longest 2 weeks Jen and you were finally on the 14 hour flight to Monaco. You could burst with excitement, one of your biggest dreams was to go to a Grand Prix. Now, you were just trying to catch up with the current season. You’re an extremely busy person so the most you could do was check the race standings online. You knew all the current drivers already, following them on instagram and all. But, you had never seen any of the grill the grid videos or any social media content. It’s safe to say you regret not keeping up with it but your love for the sport never faltered.

Jen’s beside you working on her laptop, or so you thought. She suddenly gasps and starts slapping your side causing you to jump

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” she semi yells causing some people to give you weird looks

“Holy shit Jen you scared the crap out of me” you say as you put your hand to your chest

“Sorry not sorry” she giggles at you as she places her laptop on your lap

“What was that guys name, Lando, the one you “used” to have a crush on” she says as she add air quotes after his name

You nod yes at her waiting for her to continue

“I was watching some interviews and look” she says excitedly as she puts her headphones on you and presses play

The video starts and it’s a QnA of the McLaren boys, each taking turns interviewing each other.

Looking down at his cards and then looking back up at Oscar, “Who is my celebrity crush?” asks Lando

“Oh umm easy, that girl that sings the song that goes “my heart wants what it wants”. She was in this movie I just watched. Whats her name, oh yeah Y/N Y/L/N” Oscar says confidently

“You know me so well” Lando says proudly,  looking from Oscar to the camera

“Oh it’s not like you only ever play her music or have her picture as your background” Oscar laughs and teases Lando

Lando blushes furiously and hides behind his cards, leaning back laughing and nearly tipping over the chair

“See, see, look!” Oscar says pointing at the staff who were also giggling and nodding agreeing with what Oscar just confessed

“You didn’t have to expose me like that man” Lando says once he catches his breath and recollects himself

Looking at the camera Lando says, “I mean can you blame me, look”

He takes his phone out his pocket and shows is proudly to the camera

“If you guys really loved me you would try and bring her to one of the races” Lando suggests to the Mclaren team jokingly

“If you get pole or a win, we’ll see what we can do”, one of the team members says

“Actually!”, Lando and Oscar yell at the same time

“Wait nevermind, I take it back, I’d be a mess around her. Just thinking about it makes me nervous”, he says as he fidgets with his hand and shifts in his chair

…

Now it’s your turn to blush, you don’t even want to turn and look at Jen. Never in a million years would you think your crush would be reciprocated or that any F1 driver would know who you are.

“Jen that video isn’t even that recent, I'm sure that his “crush” has passed”, you say finding it hard to believe

“Are you serious! He has you as his background, on his PHONE! You only do that when you really like someone” she says 

“And you know it!” she says accusingly, pointing her finger at you

You shyly smile and turn to look out the plane window to hide your blushing cheeks

“Ok, you have a point but that video is nearly a year old. I doubt I've even crossed his mind recently. He’s been so focused on his career to even think about me. People move on Jen it’s okay, it’s not that serious. Besides it was just a crush, no actual feelings involved.”, you say disappointedly and surprised you feel that way

“So”, she says giving up on her argument

You both sit in silence for a couple seconds before you hear her move in her seat

“Wait” she says as she has an epiphany

“No offense but, why would they invite you to a race? I mean, I don’t think you’ve ever spoken about F1 publicly”

“No, I know what you mean”, you cut her off, giggling at her honesty

“Unless he still likes you, I mean like you said, that video was nearly a year old. He must still have a crush on you!”, she says excitedly

You finally turn back to look at her

“Oh my god, you have a point. They actually made it happen!”, you say agreeingly

“They fucking made it happen!” she yells making other passengers look at your direction

You both mouth and whisper yell sorry’s towards the people and laugh at Jen’s lack of decorum. After you both calm down you suddenly get butterflies on your stomach.

“Oh god, I’m nervous now, I wasn’t before”, you say worriedly grabbing Jen’s hand

“You have absolutely nothing to worry about, you are literally Y/N Y/L/N. We just have to dress to impress you know. Might catch more than just his eyes.” she says, smiling slyly

“Classic Jen” you tell her as you slap your forehead

“What? This can be the start of something new! I bet it will be” she says confidently turning to look at you

You turn to look out the window once again, smiling at all the possibilities. Wondering if what Jen just said will have any truth to it.

“We’ll see” you finish

[traumxrei-archive]

【 your skin on my skin 】

summary: 'nerve in my bone, i'm shaking oh no, i'm talking though i shouldn't be, i've lost all sensibility' (ft. leona kingscholar)

word count: 968 words (she's short but she's cute)

content warning: depictions of being drunk and dizzy (this fic is set in the future, and reader is drunk)

note: i blame this entirely on laufey's music + my long-ass bus rides that make me want to write random fics— here's the song, aptly titled fragile, that inspired this fic ^^

"Are you drunk?"

"Hmm...maybe...?"

"You're such a handful."

Yuu frowned at that because Leona was very obviously smiling down at them. They sat up, the very movement sending their vision into pieces. They squeezed their eyes shut.

"That's why I told you to move slowly," There was a hand too warm against their waist. And their throat felt slightly dry when they opened their eyes. Leona was there, staring once more. He always stared. It was something they couldn't yet understand.

"Where'd everyone else go?" Their tongue felt heavy now, and their hand landed on the edge of Leona's braid. They were...at a party. An NRC reunion, they reminded themselves, since it had been a while since they all got together.

"Everyone else is outside," His voice was almost gentle as he spoke. "You're the one that said you needed some air." Yuu took in a gulp of air then, watching as candlelight toyed with the soft browns of Leona's hair. It must be illegal to be that beautiful, even in the dark.

"And..." Yuu shook their heads, trying to dislodge the thoughts from their mind. "You're here, because...?" Their mind latched onto the faint hum of slow music leaking from behind the closed door.

"Because..." Leona dragged out the syllable, an imitation of their words. "I'm such a good boyfriend."

"We're dating?" Yuu's mind felt fractured and they saw the memories pass by them just a little too quickly. And yet they didn't— couldn't— believe it.

"Don't tell me you forgot," Leona chuckled and those stubborn butterflies stirred at the sound. "You're the one that confessed, at the gardens. We've held hands, and went on dates before. And you've kissed me."

"I kissed you?" Their nerves were buzzing against their bones at the thought of kissing their long-time crush...or was it boyfriend now...?

"Should I remind you?" Leona's finger slid along the plane of their cheek. "Or is this your roundabout way of asking for a kiss?"

"Don't...do that," They closed their eyes when Leona's curious finger trailed down the bridge of their nose. His other hand mapped out the span of their back, sliding down their spine.

"Do what?" Even if Yuu was out of it, they could hear the fake innocence in his tone. An undercurrent of excitement coiled in their gut as they leaned a bit closer.

"Do that," Goosebumps raised on their skin as Leona left trails of fleeting heat against their skin. His hands finally stopped, one settling against their neck and the other drawing circles on their knee.

"Touch you?" Leona simply leaned closer, until they could feel his breath ghosting over their skin. "But I think this can make you remember." Leona's lips languidly kissed along their collarbone, and they flinched lightly when his teeth scraped against their skin.

"Hey...Leona?" Yuu asked, feeling the coil in their gut grow tighter at Leona's ministrations.

Leona pressed a kiss against their pulse before pausing, "Hmm?"

"Kiss me properly," Yuu's hands were on his cheeks now, tugging him to face them. They felt themselves losing every ounce of shame as his eyes met theirs. "You wanted to kiss me right?"

There was a smile on his face as he leaned closer, "Are you sure it isn't the other way around?" Their lips tingled when Leona's brushed against them lightly before pulling back.

They carded a hand into his hair, "Let's just say both." Leona seemed to agree, if the smirk on his lips when they finally kissed was any indication.

Yuu didn't know when their eyes had drifted closed, but it made everything that much more intense. They could hear the music and the laughter outside, and yet they were right there. In Leona's arms, so close that they could feel themselves melting right in his embrace. His hair tickled their cheeks as he sighed and they allowed him closer; their hands bumping against his ears.

That clever mouth of his was stealing their breath away and it felt so...so familiar—

They pushed him away, clarity hitting them for a moment, "We're not dating! Y-You liar!" The room was still spinning around them but all they could really see was him.

Leona laughed properly this time, the sound vibrating against their ribs, "Told you it'd help you remember."

"Why would you–"

Leona's nose nudged against theirs, "Wanted to see if you could figure it out."

"It's been– Oh Sevens, it's been years," Yuu tugged at their collar, finding a silver chain there. And at the end of the chain, a ring. Their ring, the very same one on Leona’s finger.

Leona pressed a long kiss to their cheek, "Yeah, yeah. But that was cute."

"Still you..." Yuu swallowed back the complaint, seeing the absolutely smitten look on Leona's face. The damn candlelight again… It really wasn't doing them any favors. "That was mean."

"Want me to kiss it better?" Ever the tease, they thought as they leaned in, claiming his lips in another short kiss.

"You can make it up to me with breakfast," They said, leaning against Leona's shoulder. "And also, I don't think I can walk."

"You're such a handful," He rolled his eyes, and yet he still slipped an arm under their shoulder, helping them onto unsteady feet. "Let's go home. Can't focus on the reunion when you're around."

"Cheesy," Yuu let out a short laugh, hands gripping at Leona as tightly as they could.

Maybe getting drunk like this wasn't so bad once in a while. Even if Leona would play pranks on them like this, it was nice. Everything was nice, the warmth, the kisses, and the candescent lights. And being treated so, so gently that it tickled their heartstrings. And they could feel themselves falling in love with him all over again.

thank you for reading this kind-of song fic !! i hope you enjoyed the little twist at the end hehe <3 and if you did, do check out my masterlist >:D

[lostquinn]

Les avoir, c'est avoir les ètoiles

Connor (dbh) x gn!reader

Fluff // pining // accidental confession

Summary - Connor pines over you at the police department until he sees Gavin Reed trying to flirt with you. The android puts the asshole in his place and kind of declares his love for you by accident.

Connor>>>> ps he can speak French in this because I said so u.u

Warning - implied harassment?

Word count - 968

Connors LED blinked a soft, calming blue as he watched you from his desk. Aside from work, you had become his latest obsession and you hadn't seemed to notice it yet.

He leant forward in his chair as you began to disappear further into the break room, lifing his head to get a better view. Hank kicked the desk as he noticed Connor, catching his attention.

"Go say something or get on with your work for Christ's sake," Hank grumbled as he looked at the android.

Hank had had enough of witnessing Connor pining after you, constantly getting distracted whenever you were around. The android acted differently around you, constantly fumbling and staring.

"I can't do that," He whispered, his eyes darting to Hank.

When he looked back to you, he noticed Gavin leaning over you. There was a cocky grin plastered on his face and he was too close for Connors liking. Connors eyes narrowed at the sight and his features hardened.

"It looks like you want to,"

Connor was already gone from his desk before Hank finished his sentence. He had Hanks mug in hand, planning to use it as an excuse to be in there. Hank watched Connor as he moved towards the break room, as if he was on a mission and stood up. He followed shortly behind Connor with a sign, ready to witness a fight.

"So, how about we sneak off to an interrogation and I show you-" Gavin said to you, he was interrupted by Connor pushing his way between the two of you.

You took a step back, relieved by Connors appearance. A slight blush glazed your face as you noticed him glance at from the corner of his eye. He seemed mad about something, you would have asked if Gavin hadn't started shouting.

"You plastic prick! I know you just follow orders like a lap dog so follow mine. Piss off, we were busy. Now stop being a cock block."

Connor turned his head to look at Gavin and you could just tell he was glaring at the other man. He dropped the spoon that he was using to make coffee before turning to completely face Gavin.

His shoulders were squared and you could hardly see Gavin past him. Your mouth sat agape as you watched Connor, noticing Hank leaning in the doorway from the corner of your eye.

"You have no respect for them Reed, you should leave them alone."

"Oh I respect them plenty. Stop stealing jobs from people you prick." Gavin tried to push Connor.

"You don't care for them they way they deserve to be cared for. Detective [name] here deserves to be worshipped, les avoir, c'est avoir les étoiles. You dont even deserve the time of day that such an amazing, beautiful person gives you,"

The blush on your face darkened as you listened to Connors words, leaning just enough so that you could see his LED glowing red. Gavin frowned at Connor as he spoke.

"You don't love them the way I do, you only care for their body so I suggest you leave them alone or I will remove you from the area."

Gavin left with a scoff, storming out of the break room through to the doors of the police department. Hank also left the breakroom, heading back to his desk to allow Connor some privacy, cursing over how oblivious the two of you were.

The android stood still, his back to you as his LED blinked yellow. "I said that aloud didn't I?" His voice trembled.

"Yeah- Connor?" You started, grabbing his sleeve and pulling his arm so that he would face you. "Did you mean everything you said? And what does the French mean-?" You stuttered, fumbling slightly through your words as you looked up at him.

"I did." He briefly pursed his lips. "It means 'to have them is to have the stars'" He locked his eyes onto the floor, shuffling his weight.

You placed one of your hands on his cheek, it was soft and warm. Thirium had been pumping to his cheeks and they glowed a soft blue - he was blushing. You traced your thumb along his cheek bone as you leant up and placed a delicate kiss on his cheek.

One of his hands held your wrist, keeping your hand on his cheek as he met your eyes. His eyes searched your face, memorising every detail as he had done so many times before. He had never been this close to you, his thirium pump pounding in his chest as he embraced the proximity.

"I'm glad you said something," you smiled at him.

"You are?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

You leant up to whisper in his ear, butterflies filling your stomach as you spoke softly. "I feel the same way,"

He moved his hand from your wrist to your hand, lifting it off of his cheek and tangling your fingers together. You were both nervous, unsure of who was to act next.

Connor broke the awkward moment as he placed his free hand on the small of your back, smashing his lips against yours.

Your free hand sat on his chest, bracing yourself against him as you melted into the kiss. It was too short for both of you but it being your first kiss and the two of you being full of nerves it was not supposed to be good.

He continued to place a kiss on your cheek, as you had done to him, then looked at you. His eyes were soft as he met yours, his demeanour had changed completely from when he had entered and he was back to being the Connor you knew well.

"Will you allow me to take you on a date sometime?"

"I would love that,"

[offender42085]

Post 968

Alan J Smith, Washington state Inmate 381201, born 1976, incarceration intake in 2015 at age 39; sentenced to 28.6 years; scheduled release date not published

Murder

In Mach 2015, about 30 people packed into an Everett courtroom 5 to hear the sentencing of Alan Smith who was convicted of killing his estranged wife, Susann Smith, in Feb. 2013.   The 37-year-old mother of two was found face down in the bathtub in her Bothell home. She’d been repeatedly beaten before she was dragged into the bathroom and drowned.

Ultimately, Smith was sentenced to 28.6 years, minus time served, and 36 months of community custody after release from prison by Snohomish County Superior Court Judge Linda Krees. It was an intense and emotional hearing for all involved and Smith spoke to courtroom for on the second time during the past month.

Prosecutors alleged that Smith was angry because his divorce wasn’t going the way he wanted. He had racked up a large debt and feared that his wife was going to take their children to her native Germany.

Evidence showed that the killer carefully tried to cover his tracks. Bothell detectives never found the murder weapon, believed to be a rubber mallet.

Smith was arrested four months after the killing. A man he met at church reported that Smith confessed to the murder. Smith had sought the man’s advice on how to handle his then-girlfriend, a mentally ill woman. She later committed suicide.

The same court convicted Smith a month ealrier of premeditated murder in the first degree with a deadly weapon.

Craig Matheson, prosecutor, requested the 344-month sentence with 36 months of community custody, along with no contact with any of the witnesses who testified in the case and limited contact to he and Susann’s two children.

Alan Smith spoke on his own behalf, waiving the counsel he had been appointed. He question some of the fees being assessed, many required by statute, and the no contact with his children.

Smith has already served 20 months since his arrest on June 27, 2013. The court imposed the required fees, around $600.

Smith appealed his conviction.  The former Boeing engineer wasn’t able to convince the state Court of Appeals that his confession to a former pastor should have been protected by the clergy-penitent privilege.

In his appeal, Smith argued that Snohomish County Superior Court Linda Krese shouldn’t have allowed the man’s testimony. Smith claimed that the man was acting as a member of the clergy, and therefore their conversation was privileged. The man reported Smith’s comments to police when he couldn’t convince him to surrender to police.

The man had been an associate pastor at a Tacoma church but left and joined another church, where he was part of the congregation, but not a member of the clergy.

3u

[ao3feed-itafushi]

under the setting sun

by yuuspder Itadori Yuji and Fushiguro Megumi share a quiet walk in the park after a day of training. As they talk, long-held feelings come to the surface, leading to a mutual confession and their first kiss, sealing the deep connection between them. Words: 968, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori Yuuji Relationships: Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi & Itadori Yuuji Additional Tags: Fluff, Fushiguro Megumi Loves Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi is Whipped, Itadori Yuuji is a Ray of Sunshine, Cute Itadori Yuuji, Itadori Yuuji Loves Fushiguro Megumi, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Short & Sweet from AO3 works tagged 'Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji' https://ift.tt/U0xymwS

[blissfullyapillow]

hi yes

can i ask for a platonic yosuke x reader where theyre both aromantic and have no idea what romance is like so they think theyre into each other. and then realize that they only see each other as friends

gender neutral reader please! if you dont wanna do that then ill have to ask for masc reader

please and thank you ✨

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊Yosuke Hanamura x gn reader (platonic)

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊wc: 968~

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊warnings: awkward moments

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊notes: Hey anon, thanks for requesting. I really hope you enjoy this ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა ♡

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊Main Masterlist

“Hey, Yosuke I…” Your voice trails off as Yosuke gives you a hug. You feel your heart pound as Yosuke soothingly runs his hand up and down your back.

“Yeah? What’s up?” Yosuke gazes at you with eyes full of curiosity.

You were waiting outside of Yasogami High for Yosuke, and he finally arrived. You two have been pretty close for awhile now; you are one of his closest friends, aside from Yu Narukami.

Recently you’ve felt overjoyed whenever Yosuke entered your line of sight, and you’ve wanted to spend more time with him as of late. He’s been quite busy with his other friends so he hasn’t been spending as much time with you.

One afternoon your friend noticed the way your eyes lit up when Yosuke walked over to give you a hug. They teased you saying, “Looks like someone has a crush.”

You brushed the comment off at the time, but ever since then you’ve been thinking.. Maybe your friend was right? You've never experienced romantic attraction before so.. maybe they're on to something? Honestly, you’ll never know unless you’re upfront about your feelings with Yosuke.

And that’s what you’ve resolved to do today.

Yosuke waves a hand in front of your face, bringing you back to the present. “Helllooo, earth to Y/n. You there?” You take a deep breath as you push your nerves aside to have an honest conversation with Yosuke.

“Well… I think I like you. Like, romantically… maybe.” Yosuke freezes as his cheeks slowly turn to a pink hue. Your words were a little awkward, but he got the message.

He looks down at his feet as he nervously runs his fingers through his soft hair.

“Oh… well, honestly Y/n… I.. I believe the feelings are mutual.” Your eyes light up with joy at Yosuke’s confession. You both stare at each other for a few moments before you move in for another hug.

This time, Yosuke pulls you in a bit closer as he rests his head on your shoulder.

Your heart flutters, but otherwise.. you don’t feel any different. You assume it’s because of how close the two of you are, so you don’t worry yourself over it as the two of you walk to class.

₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ.

“Hey! I’ve missed you.” Yosuke waves to you as you meet up with him in the halls of Yasogami High. “Hey!” You move in closer to give him a hug, and his wide grin causes you to sport one of your own.

You think you two should do more than hug and hold hands, but you aren’t exactly sure if you.. want to do more. I mean, you two only confessed your feelings for each other a few days ago. There’s no need to rush. 

Although, you do recall how uneasy you felt when you first held hands with Yosuke. The two of you gradually stopped holding hands for unspoken reasons. 

You stare at Yosuke once you pull away from the hug as you think about this. Yosuke chuckles as he raises an inquisitive eyebrow at your expression.

“Uh… you good?” You don’t respond to Yosuke’s question since you’re preoccupied with calming your nerves. You take a deep breath before you step closer to Yosuke.

His eyes follow your movements as you gently raise your hand to rest on his cheek. You feel all kinds of awkward doing this, but you figure it’ll feel better once your lips are actually on his.

These feelings have to be a part of the process, right?

Yosuke’s eyes look comically wide as you lean in to give him a kiss. As your lips meet his you expect fireworks to go off and for your heart to pound, like your friends have told you it feels. None of that happens. Instead, honestly you feel..

A little uncomfortable.

You quickly pull away to stare at Yosuke with an awkward grimace on your face. Will he be offended if you tell him you felt uncomfortable?  

..Even if he is, it’s better to be honest…

As you open your mouth to speak, Yosuke beats you to the punch.

“Um.. as much as I love hanging out with you, and as close as we are.. Um.. I’m thinking that kissing and like, doing romantic things like that just.. isn’t for me. Now don’t get me wrong! You’re an amazing person, but every time we’ve done something remotely romantic it just doesn’t… do anything for me.” Yosuke sheepishly looks away as he explains his feelings to you.

Instead of the angry rage he expected to see from you, there’s a smile on your lips. Yosuke doesn’t know if that’s a good sign or a bad one, but when you hug him he realizes everything will be okay.

Air finally enters his lungs as he releases a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Don’t worry about it, you dork. Honestly I wasn’t really feeling that kiss either, so the feelings’ mutual. …I think our classmates at Yasogami High put a lot of importance on romantic relationships, but they aren’t for everyone, you know? I think our relationship is fine as it is, without the romance. Agree?” You pull away from the hug to look at Yosuke.

You’re a bit startled when you see tears in his eyes, but your surprise quickly turns into joy when he grins at you. “Agreed! Now, wanna go annoy Teddie? I have today off from work, and Teddie got roped into helping out at Junes since he decided to “upgrade his wardrobe” if you know what I mean.”

I laugh as Yosuke rolls his eyes at the thought of Teddie being his usual self. We walk side by side as we head to Junes, minus the hand holding, and everything feels just right.

[admiralanarchy]

Ionia Nights Timeline:

Tentative and likely to be updated, but a good resource (especially for me) nonetheless~

964- Yasuo is born

968- Sett is born

971- The twins are born

982- Sett's father disappears

984- First Invasion by Noxus

986-Second Invasion of Noxus

986- Sett and Yasuo join the war effort

989- Third Invasion of Noxus

991- The Noxian invasion ends

998- Sett becomes an official crime lord

1001- Sett becomes the top crime lord and is initiated into the grand council- the decision making group for Navori, and Ionia as a whole

1004- Mount Targon erupts in flames

1005- the last Lunari arrives in Navori

1005- the events of Moonstealer* take place

1006- Moonsetter takes place, Aphelios regains his voice, Botched Confession* takes place

1007- Last Flower in the Field takes place

1007- Ionia Nights takes place

1007- Navori Dawn takes place

*Paint-reon exclusive for now

[thetopbestguide]

Founder of Goobers NFTs 'completely broke' after gambling away life savings, investor funds

Founder of Goobers NFTs ‘completely broke’ after gambling away life savings, investor funds

Twitch Streamer and Goobers NFT founder DNP3 confessed in a twit longer that he is now completely broke after gambling away his life savings and all funds received from investors. Earlier in September 2021, DNP3 launched Goobers NFT as a collection of 15,000 collectibles on Ethereum. So far, the collection has recorded about 968 ETH in sales (approximately $1.2 million), based on OpenSea…

[western-magical-girl-confessions]

“The She-Ra fandom made me loathe Catradora with a passion and made me start to dislike Catra. It’s just, by looking around on Tumblr and seeing a lot of abuse victims or friends of those victims made me really open my eyes to the seriousness of this character and shipping. And most Catradora shippers don’t make it any better by acting completely the worst about it.

Anyone who responds to Catra/Catradora with anything lower than a “Catra is a complex character/she’s sorry and changed” or “Catradora is a good ship”, they are deemed homophobic or people are ready to report/block you for it. It’s like people act like that others don’t have justified reasons for disliking Catra/Catradora (which is ridiculous considering THEIR reasons are much more understandable than the reasons FOR liking Catra/Catradora). I would like to believe that not all Catra/Catradora fans are like that and I know what Catra been through, but look at what Adora been through because of her! 

And it’s so bad that a vast majority of the fandom ships this pair just because it’s a same sex pairing when they’re other healthier choices for Adora. It’s a shame too since these problems could’ve easily been fixed if there were at least two more seasons to spread out Catra’s redemption.”

[miraculousladybug-confessions]

“Am I the only one who thinks the Adrien x food/Let Adrien Eat memes are getting really annoying?” 

[easy-pete-confessions]

I tried to talk to easy Pete and he froze my game while giving me that smug ass punchable look of his

[barbie-movie-confessions]

#968: "I personally headcanon Barbie as an actress starring as protagonist roles in various movies, for when people mention the Barbie movies series the protagonist characters as 'Barbie characters'."

- anonymous