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[ping-ski]

Get to this only *if* you can since youre sick but tosses this your way >:3

HAPPY (LATE) HALLOWEEN ALYN!!! <3

[ennabear]

how do you think mean!abby would react to reader being overstimulated? out in public or at home?

when you’re in public, i think she’d be more alert, more understanding. especially if you’re somewhere loud, hot, crowded, or just uncomfortable in general. she’d be quick to whisk you away from wherever’s overstimulating you, finding a private place, whether it be her car or an empty bathroom.

abby noticed you pouting after giving her short, one syllable answers for the past twenty minutes. obviously, you were in a bad mood. she stops dead in her tracks, causing you to bump into her from behind.

“are you okay?” she asks, although she knows the answer.

“yeah.” you mumble.

“are you lying to me?” she smiles.

“no.”

“tell me what’s wrong?”

“no.”

“i’m not mad, i swear.” she says calmly. “i just wanna know what’s wrong so i can help you.”

“what’s wrong is that i’m tired.” you start. “we’ve been here for like 4 hours, it’s a hundred degrees out, i’m sweating so much my shirt is sticking to my body, my feet hurt, i’m hungry, and i wanted to leave 3 hours ago.” you gush.

abby chuckles, she knows she’s right. you scoff at her, apparently she thinks your discomfort is hilarious. she ignores your complaints and instead wraps you up in a hug, rubbing up and down your back. “do you wanna leave?” she asks.

“yes!” you practically shout. “i’ve wanted to leave. for hours.”

swiping away the tears that escape from your eyes, she picks you up in a bridal carry and hauls you all the way back to the car. you can’t help but giggle, suddenly so grateful for your girlfriend’s giant muscles.

soon enough she’s setting you in the car, the hot black leather stinging your skin. she climbs in the drivers seat, starting up the car and flicking the air conditioner to the coolest setting. you sigh, the change of scenery starting to calm your nerves. abby reaches over to grab your hand and places a kiss to each of your fingertips, punctuating the last one with a whispered “i love you.”

as for being at home, i think she’d be a little less put together. her home is her safe space, so why are you so worked up? she’d still take care of you, obviously, but it would take a little longer for her to figure out exactly what’s wrong.

abby hears your muffled sobs coming from the kitchen, so she rises from the couch and practically flies over to you, terrified that you chopped one of your fingers off or something. instead she finds you sitting on the floor, holding your head in your hands. you gaze up at her sudden appearance, your dripping eyes making her figure look blurry.

“what’s wrong?” she asks, panicked. “are you hurt? did you burn yourself?”

“abby.” you groan through your tears.

the panic in her chest rises, she searches around you for any smears of blood or any massive spills in the kitchen, but finds nothing. “answer me.” she demands, prying your head out of your elbows. “what’s wrong?” she asks again.

you swat her away, squirming against her hold on your head. she pulls you close to her, her body temperature making you overheat more than you already are and the position adding to the ache in your back.

“abby. leave me alone.” you cry. doesn’t she know that she’s making it worse? the last thing you want is to have a conversation right now, the pounding headache almost making it impossible for you to speak. “i don’t wanna talk, please.” you moan, sniffling into your sleeves. “just put me back down.”

“tell me what happened first.” she demands, smirking like something’s funny.

you choke on a sob, damn her for being such an asshole. “i have a splitting headache, i’ve been standing up all day and it’s hurting my back, i’m overheating and standing in front of the oven isn’t helping, and i got sugar all over the place and now everything’s sticky.”

oh. well shit, now she feels bad for manhandling you and laughing at your dismay. but she doesn’t say anything back, instead scooping you up and carrying you to bed. “there are still cookies in the oven.” you complain, and she kisses you sweetly. “i’ll get ‘em.” she assures you.

and once she pulls the last tray out of the oven, she wipes down the kitchen and rinses out all of the bowls and measuring cups before grabbing you a glass of water and heading toward the bedroom. the sight of you sleeping soundly with both kittens curled around you makes her knees weak, and she can’t help but plant a few more kisses on your cheeks and whisper “i love you, i’m sorry for being a jerk.”

[mistymysticalmoon]

Midnight tea

･ jude bellingham x reader ･

prompt: (angst/fluff) on a sleepless night, lost in restless thoughts, you find yourself seeking comfort. Jude soon joins you, and in his gentle presence you find the peace you’ve been seeking.

warnings: anxious feelings and thoughts

wc: 600+

a/n: omg my first fic :) hope everyone loves it!! send me requests!<3 masterlist

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It had been one of those nights.

Thoughts of everything you should be doing, every mistake you've made, and every embarrassing encounter running rampant through your head. 

Besides you laid your boyfriend, Jude, tired after a long day of training and sleeping soundly. 

You turned on your side to better see his peaceful face, his arm lightly draped across your waist.

You let out a quiet sigh, slightly jealous that he’d fallen asleep so easily.

Slowly you slip out of the bed causing Jude to stir slightly but remain in his deep slumber. 

You make your way down the stairs and into the kitchen trying to stay as quiet as possible to not disrupt your boyfriend. You didn't know what you were doing down here but you figured you had to do something to distract you from your thoughts and aid your sleep.

You decide to make a cup of chamomile tea pulling the tea bags and honey from the cabinet.

As you begin boiling the water you hear a creak on the stairs, mentally cursing yourself for disrupting Jude’s much needed sleep.

 “Baby?” Jude whispers making his way into the kitchen. “What are you doing up this late? Are you alright?” he questions walking closer to you.

 “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” you apologize, reaching out to him. He pulls you into a warm embrace leaving a soft kiss on the top of your head. “You didn’t wake me love, I just didn't feel you when I turned over and got a bit worried.” he reassures bringing your face into his hands to look at you. 

“I’m alright, just couldn't sleep that's all,” you say trying to look away from his intense, worried stare. “You sure babe?” he questions, not convinced, knowing you and how you are pretty anxious causing you to lose sleep. 

“Yeah, I promise. Go back to bed you have training early tomorrow.” you say giving him a soft kiss on the cheek and turning back to the stove to continue making your tea.

Jude, still a bit concerned offers to finish making your tea telling you that once he’s done he’ll go back to sleep.

A compromise. 

You reluctantly agree, taking a seat at the island, allowing him to pour your tea and stir in the honey.

Just the way you like it. 

“There you go love, all done.” he says proudly, handing you the mug. “Thank you baby” you coo, taking the warm mug from his hand and taking a sip nodding your head at the taste. “Mm, perfect.”

 You both look at each other and giggle. “Alright, time for you to go to bed.” you say looking up at your boyfriend who was hovering over you just enjoying watching you drink the tea he made for you.

“Okay… as long as you drink the tea in the bedroom with me.” he proposes with a loving look in his eyes.

“You sneaky cheek,” You say shaking your head. 

“You love it” he whispers kissing you softly while you let out a giggle. You found yourselves getting a little too carried away, his hands finding their place on your waist.

You moaned into his mouth at the comforting feeling, pushing your body closer to his. 

“Jude” you breathed. 

“Yes, baby?” he answers back.

“It's late, you have to sleep” you reason. 

He gives you one more lingering kiss before pulling away to look into your eyes. “I love you” he declares, caressing your face. You lean into his touch smiling shyly. “I love you, Jude” he smiles at your words. 

You both make your way back to the bedroom and get comfortable under the duvet. Your cup of tea long forgotten. Jude pats his side of the bed, silently asking you to move closer.

You comply, nuzzling your head against his stomach and snaking your arms around his torso.

“Goodnight baby” he yawns. “Nighty night” you reply. 

He strokes your hair until he hears soft breaths coming from your pretty lips and only then does he let sleep take him. 

[magknightidv]

You've gotta hear me out on Ithaqua getting a little too possessive towards his survivor partner during a match ! Love your works btw <3

Mmmmmm Possessive Ithaqua 😍

Warnings: You'll never guess this one but Possessive behaviours

Pairing: Possessive! Ithaqua x Gn! Reader

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- He isn't sure what caused it. Maybe it's his own instincts telling him he needs to protect you, or maybe the manor is affecting him somehow..

- Your Team is quite possible the worst concotion of players to have paired with you. The Prospector, the cowboy and the "prisoner". He's semi-alright with Luca, he doesn't really do much harm. Its more a case of him being annoying to deal with on a good day.

- However Kevin and Norton strike Ithaqua the wrong way.

- He immediately finds Norton but instead turns his attention to finding you, just to make sure you stay away from them.

- He finds you. Quite easily actually. He comes across you helping Luca to decode who quickly runs off in favour of saving himself. Smart man, Ithaqua has to applaud him for using that mildly malfunctioning brain of his. He does have to break the connection, if only to delay your guaranteed escape.

- He lets you finish the cipher and simply stands around impatiently huffing and puffing to the side like a bratty child not getting enough attention. And that's accurate to a certain degree.

- once the cipher is done he tells you to go into a locker so he can pick you up and take you with him. You think nothing of it as this is fairly normal behaviour he likes to carry you around you've noticed. His little giggle when he picks you up just melted your heart.

- However. Unlike the usual routine, Ithaqua takes you to the nearest corner of the map and places you there before trapping you within his arms. His cloak making the two of you practically disappear, well.. you know as much as one can with the terror radius thing..

- His eyes are animalistic and his jaw clenched, but he makes no move to act on whatever violent act is forming in his head. Just pulls you to him as though he is trying to mesh with you.

- of course, he was mostly..., kind of, calm.

-Until the two idiots turned up. And by that I mean Norton and Kevin.

-Kevin lassoed you from Ithaqua's grasp, that alone made him screeched out in rage, but just to add some extra sourness to the situation, a magnet gets thrown towards him. Forcing him back into the wall.

- You struggle your way out of Kevins hold and push him away right as Ithaqua dashes at him. Norton quickly runs off to possibly hide in case he needs to really save, or possibly help Luca to continue saving.

- "IDIOTS, BOTH OF YOU!" You yell out to nobody in particular as Kevin had already run off. Ithaqua stays still for a moment, left eye twitching.

- He turns quickly. "Stay." He commands as though you are a dog awaiting your next trick. You're going to stay near, obviously, just maybe that Cipher off to the left will somehow get finished off...

- He dashes away in the direction Kevin left.

- As you're decoding, the prospector returns around the corner.

"Hey."

"Fuck off. That was stupid and you know it."

"Yeaaah.. but got the reaction I wanted. He's a tad bit, whats the word, protective? No. Possessive. Thats the one! Like he owns you."

"If he ever got asked if he owned me he definitely would answer like that.. It's a bit much at times, maybe next time to come running up to try and save when he's clearly not going to chair me. Luckily he seems to have lost Kevin."

The last Cipher gets completed by you and Norton but just before you can run to the exit, Norton says something that irks you.

"Geez, I didn't ask for your life story.. no need to keep going on..."

Yoou dont even initially intend to do it but you're hand reaches out to slam his head against the nearest wall to temporarily stun him.

"Not so fun now is it.."

In the distance a pissed off roar can be heard from Ithaqua, who you can assume just missed hitting the now escaped Kevin and Luca.

"Now, we're gonna surrender." You tell the prospector sternly

"Why would I do tha-"

You grab his ear and stare at him, "Consider it your apology to Itha. Believe me Kevin's going to deal with far worse."

Quiet grumbles are all that are heard from the disgruntled ex-miner.

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Hope you enjoyed :) I partially forgot what I was writing halfway through but I loved writing this ♡

[chubypotato]

@bubblespinkss How would they act with their crushCan you do "How they would act with their crushes" with taiga, too. Please?<3

That's such a cute topics omg I love it. <33

How would they act with their crush

Including Umemiya, Taïga, Sakura, Suo, Kiryu

Umemiya

I think Umemiya would be the type to want to pass all his time with you. No matter what you do or what he does he just you to be there with him.

Seeing you make him feel happier, less stressed, only good feelings when you are around.

He invite you every day to go on the roof and help him with gardening.

If you don't know how to garden even better it's a chance for him to be closer to you. Obviously just to teach you nothing more~

Or if you do know how to garden he would be so impressed. Like how could you be so perfect in every way.

Umemiya would invite you to go to the little restaurant kotoha has. In fact he would like to introduce you to everyone he knows.

Everybody in the gang knows he loves you and everybody is rooting so hard for him.

Dude would give you plant and be like it made me think of you.

He would always tries to make you smile and laugh. Your laugh is such a sweet melody to his ears.

Taiga

I think Taiga would at first tries to speak lower. Kiryu once told him if he acts with that much energy and speaking so loud he would never get a girlfriend (this is canon Kiryu we love you but that's also why we love taiga.)

But boy get so excited around you he can't keep himself calm. That's fine you found that cute.

It's like being with you get him 100%more energy.

He would even do more exercise to impressed you (obviously after that he can't feel his muscle but that s fine.)

Would ask you if his muscle get bigger.

The first time he met you he ask you what was your mantra you answer right away with an answer that was such like you very confident in what you said he couldn't help to fell for you.

Will definitely ask you to come to the gym with him. If you are a beginner he would help you build a program for you. If you are not the gym would be a competition.

Always buys you food after the gym.

His smile would be so bright you would have to wear sunglass.

Sakura

This guy wouldn't even notice his feelings for you. He only realized it when Suo and Nirei pointed it.

At this exact moment his face went so red it could have explosed.

Before that his behave with you was totally normal of course he would be more carrefull and stuff but it was natural for him to act this way.

Now that his friend pointed it his face always got red whenever you a real around. He always knew he felt different with you but not at that point.

Would definitely be the type to carry your bag without even ask. He would just take it and be like I just do it cause it's the furin way that's all. He would never admit it's just because he doesn't you to lift something in front of him. He just doesn't want you to get hurt.

He would even eat your vegetables if you don't want them. Even if he doesn't like them he doesn't want you to be embarrassed about it.

Would definitely ask you to fight with him for fun. He just wanna see if you are strong or not.

Of course he would always defend you in a fight nobody can touch you but he also wanna see what are you capable of.

Suo

One of the sweetest. Such a cutie.

Always tries to make you laugh. We all know Suo is a joker he likes to crack jokes but if you are around and he makes you laugh that's even better.

The fact that he makes you laugh would give him butterflies. He would be so proud and so happy to hear you giggles and his jokes.

Would definitely be the type to buy you some gift but never let you notice it's from him.

In fact since you were yapping about how much you wanted to know who it was he started to put some puzzle like a little game between you to see if you would realized.

He knew you did when one day he went put a gift for you and he found a bag of tea at the spot he usually put his gift.

Now you just exchange gift time to time but never in person always using the same systems.

He loves spending time with you, he would ask you to come walk with him and even tries to teach you some of his moves.

Would definitely invite you drinking tea while reading a book.

Kiryu

(Help this boy is so fine. Like I'm obsessed with him having his hair like this.)

Would be so sweet around you. Like one of the sweetest just like suo.

He's such a cutie. Always remove one of his headphone when you are around. Some time even pass you one so you could enjoy music together.

Definitely made a playlist for the both of you. You guys listen to it often even when you are not together.

If you are into game he would love to play with you. Like every change he gets he asks you to join his game. The one who lose buy food for the other at the end of school.

If you are not he would try to teach you some easy game so you could okay together.

Always carry your bags that's what gentleman does.

Would come with you to get your nails done or even your hair or to buy new clothes.

He likes to match you. Like you're at a store he would picks hairpins to wear together. Even though you guys aren't a couple it still cute so you wear it anyway.

Buy you some of your latest new interest and even listen to you speaking about it for hours. He just love the sound of your voice.

.・゜゜・✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*.・゜゜・

In receiving request it makes me so happy I love you guys.🧡🧡🧡

[allisluv]

finnick and s/o going trick or treating with their toddler!daughter

the addams family.

pairing: finnick o'dair x wife!reader

content warnings: established relationship, reader and finnick have a daughter together, reader and annie are best friends, tooth-rotting fluff <3

word count: 635

author's note: happy belated halloween! i hope you all had a nice day and i know that times are tough right now, but hopefully this provides a bit of comfort, even if it's for the smallest amount of time <3

"No peeking!" You warn, voice taking on a teasing tone as Finnick covers his eyes with more dramatics than necessary. Your little girl, Cordelia, giggles as you take her hand in yours and help her take small steps towards her father. "You ready, honey?" You ask as Cordelia nods earnestly. "Open your eyes!"

Finnick obliges, and despite having your outfits co-ordinated for months on end, he still pretends to be surprised. Cordelia spins in her black dress and you do the same, giggling when Finnick lifts you off your feet and peppers your face with kisses. "Stop! You'll ruin my makeup," you say through laughter.

"Can't help it," Finnick mumbles, pecking your lips. "You look gorgeous, angel."

"Look, daddy, I'm Wed-nes-day!" Cordelia screeches, pushing her body between the two of you in an effort to catch her father's attention. She puts her arms in the air and Finnick lifts her into his arms.

"I know, sweetie. You look so pretty!" he coos, brushing her curls out of her eyes. "Are you ready to go trick-or-treating?"

Cordelia squirms until her feet touch solid ground again, and then she's off like a shot, making a beeline for the orange jack-o-lantern shaped basket on the table.

You laugh, and Finnick slides his hands up your hips. "I mean it, honey, you really are gorgeous."

You cock your head to one side and fix the bow-tie around his neck. "Hmm, you don't look so bad yourself."

Finnick smiles. "Is that so?" He leans down and slots his lips over yours, swallowing the giggles that slip past your lips.

"Mommy, I want to go already!" Cordelia complains, rattling her basket and pulling at the end of your dress. "I want to see Mags!"

"Alright, alright," you relent, pulling yourself away from your husband and looping the strap of your camera around your neck. Your daughter argues that it ruins the point of your costume but Finnick presses a kiss to your cheek and whispers that Cordelia got her strong opinions from you.

Finnick slips his hand into your spare one as the three of you begin the trek from your house in Victor's Village to Mags identical one down the road. You knock on the front door and in a matter of seconds, it swings open.

Mags presses a hand over her heart and holds one finger up to indicate one minute. She disappears into the hallway and comes back with a bowl overflowing with candy. Cordelia digs her fist into the bowl and grabs a handful, but when you go to scold her, Mags dismisses you with a wave of her hand.

“What do we say?” Finnick prompts as you hold up your camera and snap a photo of Cordelia giving Mags a hug.

She says thank you and the three of you head for Annie's house. "She's gonna be on a sugar crush when we get home," Finnick murmurs into your hairline as you wait for Annie to answer the door

Annie's face brightens up when she sees Cordelia on her porch as you give your best friend a warm hug. You know Annie gets stressed around this time of year and after some persuading, you convince her to leave a bowl of candy on her front step to save herself the trouble of answering the door when she's this nervous.

Cordelia gets fed up after half an hour, and both you and Finnick are glad 'cause she's collected enough sugar to feed a small village at this rate. Finnick holds your hand as you make the long walk home, and Cordelia eventually gets tired of walking and asks for her father to carry her. Finnick obliges without complaining once and by the time the three of you arrive home, Cordelia is fast asleep on her dad's shoulder.

[megu-meow]

3 words, 8 letters - Fushiguro Megumi

megumi x fem. reader

Summary: 4 times Megumi shows you he loves you + 1 time he actually says those 3 words to you.

Fushiguro Megumi is not too good with feelings. After loosing way too many people he loved in his life, he began avoiding real, deep connections with others, knowing that his line of work was a cruel one, drenched in grief and sorrow.

When he met you he didn't expect to change his opinion on love and relationships, but you were like a ray of sunshine in his gloomy life. You had so much positivity and such a strong will to live life to the fullest, he sometimes even found it annoying. He thought you were an idiot and dumb for having such a optimistic view, but as he started getting to know you better, he learned that you were intelligent, heck, he thought you were the smartest person he has met so far. One night, when the two of you were finishing up your long study session in the empty library of Jujutsu Tech he collected the courage to ask you how you could approach life with such positivity even though you knew how cruel this world really was.

"It's easy, silly!" you answered with a wide grin, your joy never faltering "In a world like ours, in which sorrow produces ugly monsters that hurt people, I'd prefer not harming others by being negative."

That was the moment Fushiguro Megumi realised he was in love with you. But how the hell was he supposed to tell you that?

One.

It was the fifth time you sneezed in the last seven minutes. Your voice was deeper and raspier than normally and your usual vibrant eyes were dull and filled with fatigue. It didn't matter though, you didn't want to reject Megumi when he asked you to study with him in the library.

"I told you to bring your jacket yesterday and you didn't listen." he says, his voice laced with irritation and something you couldn't quite comprehend "Now you're sick."

You roll your eyes at his pettiness, but you quickly close them as they are hurting from the fever you're developing. Your head is hurting like crazy, your nose is stuffy, your throat feels like you swallowed a handful of needles, but you couldn't care less. You wanted to spend time with Megumi, even if it was just to study. Suddenly, he slams his textbook shut, starting to gather his things. You look at him with sadness in your eyes and he glances at you, while he keeps showing his things into his backpack.

"I'm taking you back to your room, you should be in bed, resting." he says without looking at you and you pout, genuinely sad about your time together coming to end so soon. You know he is right, you need to get better as soon as possible, there are not enough sorcerers out there and even if you're only a Grade 2, you are needed for smaller missions. That doesn't change the fact that you haven't seen Megumi for more that 10 minutes in the last couple of weeks as both of you were busy with missions, your schedules clashing. You'd rather spend time with him than lay in your bed alone, even if the fever ends up killing you.

He helps you gather all your stuff, taking your tote bag and carrying it as he considers you too weak to carry it in your current situation. You observe the cute fabric bag with colourful kittens on it as he puts it on his shoulder. It looks odd on him, which causes you to giggle. His cheeks redden at the sound of your titter and he looks away, not wanting you to notice. But you do and you think he's adorable.

As soon as you arrive to your room, he tucks you into bed, he leaves, without saying a word and you sigh in disappointment, even though you didn't think it would happen otherwise. However, thirty minutes later he is back with a steaming bowl of okayu, some ginger-lemon tea and a handful of medicine he got from Shoko. He stays with you while you eat and watches you carefully as you take the medicine. He gets up again and walks into your bathroom and he comes back with wet cloth and he places it on your burning forehead.

"Thank you, Fushiguro." you say weakly, you were becoming more and more tired from the fever and the medication you just took.

"No worries." he says nonchalantly "You can call me Megumi, you know?" he asks as he starts playing a movie on your laptop that he carefully places on your nightstand, knowing that you fall asleep faster when something's playing in the background.

"Thank you, Megumi." you whisper, already drifting off to sleep.

The next couple of days he keeps on bringing you food and medicine, he spends time with you, so that you wouldn't get bored. He takes a set of notes for you in class, so you wouldn't be so far behind and every time he leaves you for the night he places a small peck on your forehead followed with the words "Get healthy by tomorrow."

Two.

Megumi is the middle of training with Gojo, he's been slammed to the ground for the seventh time by the tall sorcerer, but he's not giving up. He wants to be stronger and he is willing to work hard for that, even if he has to spend another two and a half hours in the infirmary while Shoko treats him, for the third night in a row. However, the silence of the training room is interrupted by the ringing of his phone and he knows it's you by the ringtone. Yes, he has a different ringtone for you, and you only. He sprints to the device and answers it quickly, knowing that it must be important, otherwise you wouldn't call at this late hour. You were more of a texter anyway, the situation is worrisome for more than one reason.

"What's up?" he asks and he's panting slightly. You're slightly surprised, you thought he would be asleep already. He is very serious about maintaining his strict sleep schedule and usually he would already be in bed at this hour.

"Can you talk to me on the phone while I walk back to school, please? I thought a midnight run to the grocery store to get some snacks was a good idea, but there are some dubious people around here and I'm kinda scared." you explain and he can hear your hurried footsteps.

"Where exactly are you?" you give him some directions and he listens carefully.

"You're not that far away. I'm in the middle of something and I can't really leave, but I'll send someone to get you. Text me as soon as you get back though." he explains and hangs up the phone. He quickly summons his demon dogs.

"Go get Y/n and bring her back safely." he says and the two creatures quickly run out, leaving for their quest to find you.

Gojo observes the way Megumi acts and he knows. He recognises the worry in his eyes, he observes his fingers fidgeting and the way he keeps glancing at his phone, waiting for your text, that you're safe. Gojo knows Megumi is head over heels for you.

Three.

Megumi picked up a new, annoying habit - according to Nobara. Lately, Gojo started pairing you on missions and based on your techniques and skill, he opted for you and Yuji to go together and the other two as the second duo. Megumi wasn't pleased about this at all, lately the two of you had little to no time to spend together and you were seemingly getting closer and closer to Yuji. However, he still wanted to show you that you were on his mind so he started looking for souvenirs to bring back to you from every single on of his missions. Nobara was forced to tag along as he carefully analysed the items of 5 different stores in Yokohama, looking for the perfect gift for you. Sometimes he would get you a new pen or hair tie, sometimes he would bring chocolate or other sweets, but he usually opted for flowers. This time he wanted something new, something different so the process of choosing his gift was longer than expected.

"For the love of god, please just choose something already! She's gonna be happy whatever it is, she's already in love with you..." Nobara whines, annoyed by the indecisiveness of the raven-haired idiot.

"What???? How do you know that?" he ask frantically.

"Please, Fushiguro, everyone knows that." she answers rolling her eyes.

"Did she tell you that?"

"No, of course not. She's the most secretive person I know, she doesn't talk about her feelings."

Megumi thinks back on all your conversations and he can recall numerous instances where you've expressed and talked about your feelings in detail.

"That's not true, we always talk about that kind of stuff." he says, contradicting Nobara.

"Exactly! That's why I'm telling you, she's in love with you. Now, get her a bouquet of flowers like you usually do and go tell her you love her and bring an end to our misery."

That night, Megumi walks to your dorm with a box of strawberry flavoured chocolate pralines. He finds you sprawled out on your bed and you smile tiredly as soon as you spot him leaning into the doorframe.

"You look exhausted." he states, his lips are curved into a soft smile, one that shows more and more when he gets to spend time with you.

"I am, but I always have the energy to spend time with you, Megumi."

He walks up to and hands you the chocolate and observes as a faint blush paints the apple of your cheeks a soft pink as you accept them.

"Why do you keep spoiling me like this?" you ask curiously.

"Because you deserve it, Y/n." he says, slowly pushing a loose strand of hair behind you ear "Now, go to sleep, we have a long day tomorrow."

"We?"

"Yeah, Gojo said we're going on a mission together."

"Oh, thank god! I am so over going on missions with Yuji, he's crazy. I'd much rather go with you."

Megumi smiles as he shuts your door behind him. He's gonna tell you how he feels soon.

Four.

You're both Grade 1 sorcerers. Apparently, the mission Gojo sent the two of you on was so that you could be promoted to a higher grade. It was a difficult one, but you and Megumi figured it out with your wit and your insane chemistry in battle. The moment your teacher announces your advancement on the ranking of Jujutsu Sorcerers you trow yourself at Megumi, hugging him tightly. You're not thinking straight, it just comes naturally and he is a bit startled at first, but he leans into it. It's nice, warm and cozy. He can smell the sweet scent of your shampoo more intensely than ever and he enjoys the way you cling into him. He's not huge on physical touch, but he could get used to this. And he does. He starts hugging you more frequently, he leans his head on your shoulder when you're cramped in Ijichi's car, he puts his hand on the small of your back when you're walking around a busy street so you won't get lost. If these small touches were coming from any other boy, it wouldn't be a big deal. However, this is Megumi. The boy who's always serious, stoic and never lets anyone into his two meter radius.

"You know that Megumi never hugged anyone in his life, right?" Gojo asks as he stands next to you, looking out to the training field, where Yuji and Megumi keep whacking each other with nunchucks. "Or at least not since he was seven."

"Are you for real, Sensei?" you ask in disbelief.

"Yeah. Not even his sister." he observes as you take in the new information. You are smiling like an idiot and he's glad to see that you're just as smitten for the boy he raised as he is for you. "I have a feeling things are gonna change for the better soon, so I'm gonna ask you to do a favour for me, Y/n-chan. Please take care of Megumi. He has a fragile heart, he's been through a lot, so try not to break him even more, okay?"

You nod very seriously and Gojo's smile widens. He winks at you from behind his glasses and he starts walking towards the two boys with the intention of breaking up their fight.

"One more thing..." he turns back to face you "If you're gonna do anything you're not supposed to, please use protection, I don't want to be a grandfather just yet."

+One.

You were sitting on your bed, watching movies with Megumi. He recently finished reading the Lord of the Rings trilogy, knowing they were your favourite books in the world. He didn't usually read fiction, but you convinced him to do otherwise thins once. He couldn't say no to your puppy eyes and your pouty face so he picked up the first book. He admitted after the first few chapters that he was enjoying it and he read the whole series in a short amount of time. You were watching the movies now and suddenly Megumi put his head on your lap, watching the action happening on the screen intently. He was tired, but he didn't want to admit it. If he said anything, he would be forced back into his room and into his cold bed and he would much rather spend time with you. He didn't expect your finger to slowly start running though his hair, massaging his scalp soothingly. He could feel his eyes dropping, on the verge of falling asleep.

"I love you." he muttered unconsciously and your eyes widened as you processed his confession.

"I love you too, Megumi." you said with a wide grin on your face as you observed his pink lips curving into a smile. Suddenly, he jolted up, his eyes wide as he looked at you in shock.

"What did you just say?"

"I said I love you too."

"Are you for real?"

"Of course, silly. Why would I joke about something like this?!"

He swears his next move was on instinct as his hands cupped your face, pulling you closer in a sweet and loving kiss. It took a long time for Megumi to finally mutter those three words to you, although his confession was always evident from his actions. Talking about his feelings was never easy for him, but he swears he's going to keep repeating those three words just to see you smile that bright as the first time he told you 'I love you'.

[poppadom0912]

Hey! If you're taking requests; I have a Jay Halstead request. Jay and his wife(the reader) has been married for 5 years and they have a little girl of 2 years old.

The little girl falls ill and they give her medicine excepting it to be a cold/fever and this continues for like 2 days. Then Will comes over for dinner and the little girl is really sick and is crying and really feels bad. Will quickly gives her a quick check up and instructs Jay and the reader to take her to Med. She is diagnosed with some type of sickness.

I really hope you can write this for me. Love your writing and keep up the great work❤️

Warnings: Sickness, hospitals, crying toddlers.

A/N: Thank you so much!! I kinda reached a slump halfway through writing this but hope this is up to your standards <3

*****

Amelia was everything to you and Jay. You thought you knew contentment after getting married to the love of your life but then you had your baby girl and life completely changed. 

It was moments like this, cuddled in your husbands embrace, both of you watching her giggle to her hearts content over her toys on the carpet that you would forever cherish and never let go of. 

Everything had been perfect till she started slowing down so you automatically assumed she was starting to fall asleep considering it was nearing her bedtime but then she did something completely unexpected. She threw up on the carpet. 

Her throwing up was so sudden and threw both of you off guard but you both immediately got into action. Both of you rushed towards her and with few words exchanged, you both shuffled around to get everything sorted out. 

What felt like hours later but was only thirty minutes, Amelia was fast asleep in your bed, and you were helping Jay clean the mess on the carpet. 

Sleep was hard that night, but it only got harder as Amelia's condition progressed. 

Following her vomiting, she hadn't done so again but she did contract a fever that was never-ending and forever at its peak where it sat too comfortably. 

For the next two days, Amelia remained sluggish and stiff, her energy levels so low that she had to be carried around at all times. It was tiring and when you called to make a doctor’s appointment, the nearest one was in another two days. 

You weren't going to wait any longer, so Jay called Will. 

When your brother-in-law walked through the front door, you felt instant relief knowing you'd finally get some help, some answers as to what was wrong with your baby. 

Dinner was still in the oven while all four of you occupied the living room. Jay sat on the sofa with Amelia slumped in his lap, Will crouched in front of them with his doctor's bag on standby just in case and you stood not too far so watch over the three Halstead's. 

"So, no more vomiting?" Will asked the usual routing questions any doctor would, his hand fiddling with the thermometer and holding back a wince when his niece became fussy, not wanting the stick anywhere near her. 

"Yeah, just the fever and zero energy." Jay answered his older brother, his eyebrows furrowed in concern for his sick daughter. He had so many questions that he needed answers for, and he prayed Will could give them. 

Will then went on to check her reflexes and listen to her breathing with his stethoscope when all of a sudden, his hand paused mid-air causing your heartbeat to drop into your stomach. 

"What? What's wrong?" You and Jay said at the same time. Will was always so calm and collected that such miniscule movements were a cause for concern. 

"You guys never noticed these spots?" 

The world around you started fading away as Amelia became your sole focus. You moved forward, crouching down besides Will and looking at your daughter's torso that was absolutely littered in little red spots. 

"They weren't there this morning when I changed her." You answered, thinking hard back to what happened this morning. You felt sick- you hadn't been a good mother- had you just been better and consistently checked her then-

"Okay, that's totally fine." Will nodded, taking off his stethoscope and packing his bits away into his bag. "I don't want to scare you, but we should go to Med."

"Med?! Will, what the hell?!" Jay exclaimed but immediately calmed down when Amelia whimpered in his arms. 

“Listen, if it’s what I think it is, then going to Med is the best-case scenario, trust me.” Will reasoned with Jay, looking him in the eye with an emotion he only reserved for his younger brother.

In a flurry of movements, you wrapped Amelia in her jacket and a blanket to keep her extra warm, your own coats clumsily chucked on as you followed Will out the house, a sense of doom following not too far behind. 

*****

As soon as you got to Med, Will directed you three to an empty treatment room straight away, leaving for a few minutes with a promise to grab a paediatrician. 

Now it was you holding your daughter, sitting on the hospital bed with Jay standing by his girls’ side, his hand gently stroking Amelia’s hair as her eyes fluttered close, her head stuffed into the crook of your neck, breaths tickling your skin. 

“What if she’s really sick Jay?” You asked your husband the question that had been on the tip of your tongue for the last twenty minutes. “What do we do?”

Jay swallowed harshly, his Adam’s apple bobbing as the nerves became apparent on his face, something very rare for the detective. 

“We just have to be strong for her.” Jay tried supplying you with an answer but found himself struggling. 

Before either of you could say anything more, Will opened the curtains and walked in with Dylan, a man both you and Jay knew and trusted. 

“Hey, how you lot holding up?” Dylan asked while he pulled his gloves on, your answers were only filled with nerves though. 

“Alright, let’s look at you Miss Amelia.” 

It was no wonder why Dylan was such a good doctor. He easily talked and handle children, you felt yourself calm down a little seeing how he treated Amelia so gently. 

“Now, I know this seems scary, but we’ll take some blood and some scans just to confirm Will’s prognosis.” Dylan said, nodding at Will who was already ordering all the necessary tests. 

Before you could ask, Dylan was already answering. “It looks like meningitis but luckily for you, if it is then we caught it early and we can treat it.”

And just like that, your shoulders slumped in relief knowing that your mistakes hadn’t done anything detrimental to your baby’s life. If it wasn’t for the upcoming tests, then you probably would’ve cried. 

Eventually, when the two doctors came back, with both bad but good news, it was difficult to categorise your emotions. 

Yes, your baby girl was expected to make a full recovery but for the meantime, she’ll be in pain, and she’ll be subjected to several needles, scans and medicine bags. 

It was definitely going to be hard to watch her go through all of this and you were completely useless, not being to help with anything but with Jay by your side, he alleviated the heaviness in your chest, squeezing your hand as he shared your pain. 

Maybe, just maybe everything would be alright. When it was just the three of you against the world, the skies were the limit, and nothing was impossible. 

[seuonji]

彡 lie again — xu minghao

๑ even though i need you every day, i push you away knowing i’m going to regret it. — lie again by seventeen

notes ๑ at prom, everyone wanted to dance with minghao but the only person he wanted to dance with, was you.

genre ๑ angst, hurt no comfort.

warnings ๑ unrequited love

word count ๑ 1.5k

from aya: this is for caratsland’s first event! for the theme seventeen songs<3

+ big thanks to my bestie that proofread + corrected any errors here cause man i struggled writing this—

★ the song lie again can be interpreted in different ways! this is the vibe i got from it!!

you walked in, fidgeting with your shoulder bag strap. every time you took a step you could feel it sink into the mildly muddy grass. the theme for prom was ethereal garden and as majestic as it sounded, you kind of wished the terrain would be more compatible with your outfit.

as you descended further into the crowd, there was a slight jitter running through your body. events like this never failed to trigger feelings of anxiety in you.

but it was prom, a special day for most.

you bobbed your head to the music and looked around, it was almost too obvious that you were looking for someone.

but that’s where he found you.

“yn?” someone held on to your shoulder catching your attention, turning, your heart swiftly raised.

this couldn’t be a healthy feeling.

you saw the man you used to treasure and you weren’t quite sure how to act.

“hao…?” you said the first thing that came to your mind. the a common nickname everyone gave him but you always swore you thought of it first.

“wow, you look stunning,” minghao pointed out, complimenting you.

“ahh, you’re too nice, thank you so much,” you smiled and tucked your hair behind your ear.

he tucked his hands in his pockets as you two stared at each other in awe.

“just got here?” you asked trying to fill the silence.

“no i’ve actually been here awhile, i helped with some of the set up.”

you nodded in acknowledgment, even complimented his work. then again, silence fell upon you two.

minghao pursed his lips and tilted his head as his eyes lingered on the floor. just three small movements yet you could tell he wanted to ask you something.

“…care to dance with me?”

you stood there frozen for a second, this was the last thing you thought you’d be doing tonight.

minghao pointed to the dance floor with his eyes as he extended one of his arms, hands ready to take yours.

in this moment, you couldn’t reject him. you softly giggled and placed your hand in his, “of course!”

he bowed as he guided you to the dance floor.

you placed your hand on his shoulder, and his found it’s way to your hip. his other hand held yours and you two danced in sync as if you practiced yesterday. to be fair, you both have done this before.

“how’ve you been doing?” you asked, genuinely curious.

though surprised with your interest, he casually answered, “i’ve been…good.” his smile seemed forced at the end but minghao had always been good at putting up a front.

“you’re still aiming for the same college as before i presume,” minghao brought up.

“of course, can’t believe you still remember that,” you chuckled softly.

“how could i forget.”

he still cared about you.

as you two continued to dance and converse simultaneously, you barely noticed the people around. they were all drawn in, amazed at the view. you two looked like a figure in a jewellery box that spun to winded up music.

there were definitely a few people whispering and gossiping that you two were dancing together.

after all, your break up was a shock to your school when news got out.

“you’re planning to go to that college overseas still?” you asked with a grin, showing you still carried the same amount of care as him.

“yeah.”

“mm, that’s crazy, it feels like it was just yesterday we were playing rock, paper, scissors to see who would pay for vending machine drinks, but now we won’t even cross paths with each other,” you sullenly remembered a memory of something you and minghao used to do.

you two spent most of your breaks together and eventually came up with that system to buy drinks for one another.

“yeah, i’ll never forget that time i won consecutively for four days so on friday you just bought it without playing the game,” he recalled your ultimate loss with a smug grin, lightening up the mood.

you leaned your head into his chest to hide your laugh, he was scared you’d feel the way his heart was beating.

suddenly, you looked at him with serious eyes, “keep in touch with me okay hao?”

minghao furrowed his eyebrows, not expecting you to want something like that but he was of course more than happy to, “you too.”

slowly, minghao felt like he could finally bring up the elephant in the room. honestly he wanted to talk about you two. it never wrapped around his head properly, so if he could just get some of your thoughts on the situation, maybe he could be more at ease.

“listen, i know things didn’t end well after—“ he cut himself off, he kept stuttering around his words. it was not an easy topic to talk about.

“yn, about us—“

it was building up until you cut him off.

immediately, reality struck him. he realised, there was no us and you being here was only temporary.

dancing with you gave him false hope.

it seemed like minghao always lost you as fast as he got you.

“oh, i found my date!” you’ve been looking for him since you got here. you loosened your grip on minghao’s hand. your eyes peered over minghao’s shoulder but just a few traces down his shoulder was his heart. there, he felt a painful ache as he saw your eyes that glimmered as you saw your new interest.

it hurt cause your eyes once used to glimmer the same way for him.

but he already let you go, why should this bother him?

“right,” minghao slowly released you from his hands. “well, i hope that whatever comes next for you it goes well, you deserve the best you know.”

you held your shoulder awkwardly as you two stood in the center of the dance floor. “thanks minghao, i’ll always treasure you.”

you left once he took in your words with a smile. an expression only you could ever unlock.

you walked away not looking back. you’ve turned back enough when you both ended things that day.

and whatever you decided that day was a mutual decision so surely, it was for the better, right?

+

“do not eat anything from the food bar. that senior, yoon jeonghan, coughed on them,” mingyu slung his arm around minghao’s shoulders and handed him a germ free drink.

“really?” the shorter friend laughed emotionlessly while taking the drink.

“he did. i watched him do it.”

mingyu nodded his head to the beat watching the crowd beside minghao who was doing the same. “anyways, did you you dance with anyone today? i actually heard a few people were planning to ask you to dance.” mingyu sparked a conversation.

“just yn,” minghao said nonchalantly.

mingyu was in the middle of taking a sip of his drink but nearly choked upon hearing your name, “seriously?”

“what’s with the reaction?”

“i mean, they’re your ex.”

minghao gently swirled his cup in his hand while his eyes were glued to her floor, “what about it?”

mingyus eyes awkwardly shifted and minghao noticed. minghao calmly answered why he chose to dance with someone he has such a past with.

with a cold sigh minghao strictly emphasised,

“i don’t like them anymore.”

mingyu was slightly taken aback, as minghao noticed, he silently reasoned making his friend know he wasn’t angry or anything.

“there was no hidden meaning. i just wanted to interact with them one last time before we go our separate ways.”

mingyu’s eyes stuck on minghao with evident concern but as the answer came, his eyes softened.

mingyu was someone that supported you and minghao through and through. he knew how much minghao liked you and he knew you shared that very same feeling.

he honestly thought you two would’ve lasted longer than any of the other couples in school.

yet you two broke up sooner than anyone else.

you both dated towards the end of your second year and ended it in the beginning of the third year. people suspected that the split occurred so that you two could focus on studies, but that was lost after there was no signs of you two getting back together.

however mingyu for one knew it must’ve ended it for good reasons.

but the thing is, you couldn’t figure out why it didn’t work out yourselves. there wasn’t even any arguments and there was nothing wrong with either of you, yet something was missing.

it only got worse when there was no longing to fix it. because how do you fix something that’s not broken?

eventually there was no better outcome than to break up. you came to the conclusion that it was just not meant to be despite wanting to be together.

in the end, you’ve been able to move on, even found someone else you wanted to experience new things with.

as for minghao, the person he wanted in that same sense, was with someone else.

and everyday minghao tries to convince himself that he does not love you anymore, and as every tomorrow draws near, he knows he’s going to lie again.

[marchsfreakshow]

Stranger, Lover. (Dandy Mott Imagine)

Imagine being a person on the streets, and finding yourself watching a Freakshow through the peek's of the tent.....

I was tired from walkin'. There were lights ahead of me, so I kept going, kept pushing despite my legs wanting to give out right now. I ran. I ran and ran.

Elsa's Cabinet Of Curiosities, the sign said. I knew I couldn't pay for a ticket, so I sneaked. I snuck around until I peeked my head through a hole, and watched. A two headed lady. The Tattler Twins the police searched for, a few weeks back. Dwarves, Lobster Boy, Amazon Eve. I was happy to be sitting, and watching in the corner.

A tap on my shoulder made me stand up immediately. "What are you doing?"

"oh, uh. Nothing sir. I'm sorry sir...you see."

"calm down." His voice was sharp and quick. I could only guess where he was. "...come with me."

"I can't see you.." I replied sheepishly, but he grabbed my hand and took me around the back, where we found a working carousel. No one was on it. In the light I saw his face. A handsome man. "A carousel? Why here?"

"I think, you need some fun. None of the freaks are interesting. They cast me out."

"Cast you out? Why?" I asked, as he helped me onto a horse. The strange man just joined me on the back of the horse, holding onto me. I guess because there was no where else to hold.

"Because they don't think I'm one of them." Music sung in the air quietly. It was an amazing feeling, riding a carousel.

"Oh, why I'm sure you are though." I giggled. While i think he smiled, the carousel came to a stop almost immediately. The man got off and helped me off after. Lobster boy was infront of me. Two handsome men, I felt fuzzy. Embarrassment came over me, I wanted to run. Running away from my problems was my solution for everything. Flight over fight everytime.

"Lady! Don't go anywhere. Why are you here? With Dandy of all people." His accent was smooth. It stopped me from running, and I turned back around on my heel.

"I...uh, couldn't afford a ticket. Ticket lady wasn't there, so, I snuck in and..watched."

So, the man who rode the carousel with me was called Dandy. I didn't want to look away from his face, he didn't look away from mine. We exchanged smiles, before dandy carried on answering. "I personally, was walking around and happened to see this young woman here. I find you freaks boring. I wanted to show her a better time."

"Scram!! Right fucking now! Dandy you dont belong here, you know that." Lobster Boy continued.

"I hate you!!" Dandy screamed. He took my hand and we ran. Again. Back to running. The pain in my legs became obvious again. Darkness over took me, leaves crunched underneath us. The Freakshow disappeared behind us.

"please! Stop! I feel weak..." I wheezed, sinking to a stop and onto my knees. Everything hurt. I needed water, but I doubted I was gonna find any in the woods this dark.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt pretty lady?" Dandy asked. Pretty lady? That's a compliment.

"No...just..tired. My legs feel like jelly. I'm shaking. I've done nothing but walk and run for the past 3 to 4 hours. I think."

"Oh. Well, build us a tree fort. We can sleep in there."

I raised an eyebrow he couldn't see at him. "It's fine. Do it."

So I built in the dark, leaves, twigs, branches, anything and everything was used. As soon as I was done, I grabbed Dandy's hand and pulled him into the cozy shelter. He was practically ontop of me. "Are you okay to sleep like this?" I asked. He made a face in response.

"No, but It'll have to do."

We slept. He slept ontop of me, almost making me lose my ability to breath. But it was nice. Human comfort and company. Especially with a handsome man like the one on top of me.

Haii, I literally just had a dream about this, so I wrote it cause it was gold lol. It's not proof read, and it's a quick write. I hope you enjoyed!!

@babygorewhore @slvt4jamesmarch @taintandviolent @tatelangdonsweater hi tag list! Enjoy this imagine 💜

[aiysan2]

Chapter 4 'Going Under' Dabi x Reader

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It had been 3 weeks Dabi had kept himself in the commune, he grew fond of you, his feelings enhancing as the days passed.

He found himself impressed by your strength, you could carry five sheep if needed. You also tried to make him soba when he told you it was his favourite food. He instructed you eagerly, you seemed very excited to see him enjoy a meal he had to let go, even when it didn't turn out right.

He helped you as well, listening to your countless questions about the outside, he even explained who All Might was. He noticed how you always seemed to be interested in everything, and your people had a very special place in your heart. You seemed to hang around Iguchi and Leilani a lot, they seemed to know everything about you, they would answer the questions Dabi didn't have time to ask you directly.

They could see from a mile away the two of you had some feelings for eachother, and they knew that you had more self respect than to fall into the hands of lust. He hadn't gained the full trust of Maame, he could tell whenever she flinched whenever he got a new set of clothes for him to wear.

It was ok though, he had you, he had your fondness, he had your attention and your efforts and he appreciated like crazy.

Something in his body told him to wake up, pulling his body out of bed and looking over at your empty one. He was always waking up later than you, though you would be sat on his bed ready and dressed for the day by the time he was awake, asking him why he wore so much covering to sleep.

He pulled himself up, rubbing his eyes and covering his arms. Iguchi was still sleeping, he would snore quite loud. Touya wanted to find you, he left the room, and started walking, he knew his body would take him to you. The two of you always ended up finding each other no matter what. He knew this for you especially because everytime he tried to map a way out you always seemed to find him and something in his head would convince him to stay. 

His bare feet touched the grass soaked in morning dew and began to seek you out. The sun had barely began to shine, the sky a purple swirling with an orange glow. He was sure when he found you you'd look beautiful with the light from the rising sun on your face. His body approached the lake, hearing a soft splash and giggle as you spoke to yourself.

You held the frog in your palm with a large dopey smile on your face, scooping water into your palm and letting it drop off the top of your pet.

"You must be hungry, you've been refusing to eat." You cooed, setting it on a lily pad and sinking into the water so only your eyes remained uncovered. Every morning you would pick Amaliqah from the pet sanctuary and take her to the lake to play with the other frogs. She was a Gray Tree frog and you loved her like a child, you'd die for her if needed. 

You quickly looked up as you heard rustling leaves, your eyes dragged from the feet up to his face recognising the boy from his dull clothes easily.

"Good moring Dabi, did you sleep well?" You called out to him. You stood in the shallow water now, it exposing your upper body water causing your pyjamas to cling to your body.

He nodded, pulling himself from filthy thoughts, remembering how much you condemned the sin off lust, he knew you'd hate him if he thought anything sexual of you. You turned your attention back to Amaliqah holding her in your palm and stretching the hand out to Dabi so he could have a look. Your mind wondering how it had forgotten to introduce your two most beloved to eachother.

" Come inside the water and meet Amaliqah." You waved him over, though he didn't budge raising his brow at you and gesturing to his clothes. If he got them wet he'd have to wait inside that steamy room while it dried or walk around in pyjamas for the rest of the day. Neither seemed like something he wanted to do.

" I can see it from here." He grumbled feet planted in the wet ground while he leaned forward to get a better look. " Yeh it's cute."

" Ama is a she not an it." You muttered slightly offended, you smiled at the frog in your palm watching it leap off onto a lilly pad. You turned your body, your concentration solely on the frog in amusement. " He didn't mean it, he did not know." You cooed as you lowered yourself to it's level.

You turned your attention back to Dabi, now pleading with him to share this moment with you even if it was mundane. " Please come in."

" My clothes." He uttered, pulling at the long garment he switched on a daily.

" Take them off and come in, see I am in my underwear." You pointed down at yourself showing off the thin black dress that clung to your body like a second skin. It was daring, it was erotic and vulgar, the last thing Dabi wanted to do was get into that water with you. Though, when he saw that look of disappointment slowly creep onto your face he had to force himself to comply. He hated seeing you so distraught.

This is stupid.

You were yet to see Dabi's face, you were yet to see much about him, your heart raced when you saw his hands reaching up to his head, unwrapping the silk scarf one of the children had made him to sleep with.

' Heavily disfigured' is what Maame told you when you asked, she mumbled it with a sigh, obviously feeling bad that he had to endure such scaring. You looked down, something stirring in your stomach making you feel lightheaded as he unbuttoned the robe, you didn't need to watch him undress, it was wrong and way too sexual.

Your ears pricked as you heard him enter the water yet you still didn't look up, you wanted him to be sure he was ready to see you.

" Y/n." He mumbled, standing about 2 meters away from you, his body trembled, he feared how you would react, he wondered if you'd run away crying, if you'd refuse to speak to him, if you'd call him devilish and convince the elders to exile him and he never sees you again.

Exile is what you need Touya screw your head on right.

" Creepy." He heard you whisper, giving himself strength to meet your eye, your body moved on its own before he knew it you were very close to him, eyes tracing the burns littering his body. You didn't look disgusted, or creeped out or angry you just looked intrigued. Your hand went to his holding it up to your face as you fiddled with the ringed piercings.

You looked on top of his head starting with his white hair, reaching for the strands and brushing your hands through it, ignoring the soft sigh of relief that left Dabis mouth when you didn't say anything more. Your hand traveled to his face, cupping his jaw and feeling the skin on your hands.

" It's so rough, your skin is much softer." You whispered again hand going to your sides as you took him in. Despite the ' mutilation ' he was very handsome, not that you would tell him, he'd get a big ego and become prideful.

Your frog interrupted, jumping onto your head with purpose. You smiled picking it off and holding it in your palm.

" See now you can look at her better."

" You're right." He smiled, you hadn't changed, he was scared for no reason, you were perfect in every way, he just couldn't bare a world without you in it. If he was going to leave he was going to take you with him. He looked around at the other frogs chilling on lilly pads and enjoying the water. " How do you know she's yours?" He asked, every single frog looked the same to him and there wasn't anything different about your that made he go ' oh that's Ama!'

" When I hold her I see that she dreams of me." You smiled, holding her close to your face and cooing to it once more. Dabi loved seeing you in your element, he loved how caring you were to everyone around and he loved how cute you were being right then with your pet. He didn't even know animals had dreams. You were so genuine it scared him, like he was there to spoil you and ruin you instead of make himself better. He had to take a better interest into you.

" What do you dream of?" He knew it was a tough question, he knew it can always change and become different, that being evident with him as even you complained that it switches between the two very frequently.

You put your frog down scooping water up and pouring it on her head so she would be hydrated, taking a second to think, you hummed.

" I don't really know." You couldn't think of anything you really wanted, you felt content with what you had, everything was in order in your life and wanting anything else felt selfish like you were taking opportunities away from people who needed it instead of wanted it. " Everything that has happened to me and is going to happen to me is perfect I wouldn't want anything else." You hummed.

" I think I agree with Maame I think you are quite angelic." He complimented, he was sure that angels looked like you sounded like you, acted like you and replicated you, he wouldn't believe it if told otherwise.

" Please do not call me that." You pleaded, looking into the water as you began to think, " I am a fallen angel is anything."

" What do you mean?" He had heard this many times, the way you would deflect this particular compliment as if it pained you to hear, like it beat you and took away your dignity, you looked like you would cry any time one of the elders called you it instead of your name.

" I only tell you this because I trust you Dabi, but you must not tell anyone else, I would be devastated." You begged.

He didn't think what you did could be that bad, you were so amazing at everything, unless it was just to make up for the bad you had done in the past. He nodded his head, he had no one to tell, you were the only person he would report gossip to only to get scolded straight after.

" I have committed the sin of lust before." You mumbled, not even being able to look him in the eye due to shame, shame that engulfed you and threatened to leave you in tears. " I haven't had intercourse but I allowed an elder to stuff to me and enjoyed it." You reached your hands over so they held his sliding then across his palm in a way that gave him goosebumps. " You do not think less of me right?"

Here Dabi was wondering if you saw through him and believed the whispers of others that said he was a parasite to you, slowly panicking that you would listen and abandon him. But, the way you belittled yourself because of some pedo elder and fucking biology irked him significantly. How can you his angel believe he could think of you any less, if anything he held you at higher regard for trusting him with this information.

" No, I don't blame you either, please don't be upset." He smiled, corners of his eyes wrinkling as he tried to console you. It was hard, he had to admit but he'd change his whole personality just for your approval. You flew forward pulling him into a hug, water sloshing around the two of you beautifully, the sun rising in the distance.

You looked up at him as he stared at you fondly, meeting your gazes in a way that replicated lovers.

" You make me feel so happy, like nothing could ever go wrong." You admitted, pulling yourself away, for a second to take in his features again, you knew he would go back to hiding after this.

" Me to." He smiled.

He gasped when he felt your lips press against his cheek. It was meant to be innocent a cute gesture to get your point across, but when you realised what you had done you became bashful, realising you were giving into sin again.

" I'm very sorry." You exclaimed, your frog suddenly in your hands as you rushed out of the water. You had to run away from him, from your feelings from every thing your mind wished him to do to you.

He held his cheek heart fluttering like a prepubescent teenager who had his crush look his way. He felt a smirk work it's way onto his face finding your coy behaviour so cute, his smile broadened when he heard you squeak,

" I'm going to fast for 3 days!"

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my account just keeps on getting less and less active, but i like it. there’s something so great about silence these days. my thoughts can get quite loud. i should talk to y’all about him. having a crush for a girl isn’t a good experience. it makes one want to rip their hair out, spoon out their eyeballs, and die. it also makes me compare myself to other girls a lot. i used to be super self confident, but ever since my depression i’ve noticed i don’t like anything about myself. tomorrow has caused me a lot of anxiety. it’s going to be another dreadful day. first class, SHES there with her stupid friends. i hate her. i know it’s bad, but i can’t help myself. i hate everything i used to love about her, her annoying face, her grating voice, the annoying way she carries herself. it’s so mean of me, but lately i’m sick of regulating myself. deep down, i’m a mean, sad and pessimistic girl. i can’t stand happiness. in an odd way, im attached to my depression. when i got slightly better again, i cried myself to sleep that night. you want to get better until you realize you love the way it feels to be sad. anyways, enough of the depressing rants. tomorrow, i have 3 exams and the only class where i don’t have an exam, her dumbass is there. i fucking hate her. there, i said it. ever since it happened, my trust issues have been trough the roof. i don’t trust anyone and i hate talking to others. it’s bad, and it’s getting worse. but when he’s there, it gets a bit better. i like the way he smiles at me sometimes. today, ugh i’ve gotta talk about today. as you know, we have 2 classes together. and in one of them, we sit next to each other. he has a bit of trouble while i excel at it. while i take 10 minutes to compete a test, he takes double. today , we were writing down stuff that the teacher was telling us. after highlighting everything on my paper, i put my pen down and started looking at the walls. that’s when i saw him, looking up at the board, then back at me. i kinda had to pretend not to notice, but he’s so damn cute. he took my sheet of paper and started writing down. i giggled and was confused as to why he was even doing this. he put my sheet back, and i noticed he had wrote down stuff that the teacher was saying to write down that i didn’t care about. then he did it again. i smiled and took it back. but he took away from my hands and told me he wasn’t finished. i don’t know why, that just made me blush so hard. then we had a test. during it, he asked me for answers, which i gave. he argued with me about it but i told him to trust me. (cuz i’m right i hope) outside of class, he says hi to me sometimes. ugh i just want to lick him right then and there. but i can’t go for him, even if all my friends know i like him. too many girls like him, and not only am i not pretty enough, but two girls that i know have affiliations with him. one went out with him, the other has a crush on him, but i don’t know if i should care. firstly, she’s in the grade below me, secondly i’ve never spoken to her in real life. like ever.. so yeah. and with my bff we talk a lot. i don’t wanna jinx it but it helps me out sometimes. i like talking to him. and with my other friends i’m still adjusting. and today i smiled at someone who i think kinda dislikes me. she didn’t do anything, it’s my social anxiety. i smile and always like her stories to let her know i don’t hate her ig. this is random but i frickin love lana

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Baby Fever - Part Two

Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader

Summary: Five months had passed since Loki shared that 'Magic Moment' with his niece, Eisa. He really meant what he said... Loki wanted to have a small bundle of joy himself. A positive pregnancy test later, your mission is to tell Loki in the cutest, most perfect way possible...

Warnings: Fluff, fluff, fluff! Pregnancy and a bit of suggestive smut and thirst, if you squint.

Word Count: almost 3,8k

a/n: A lot of you wanted a second part - and here I am to deliver! :) I hope you guys are loving this as much as I do. <3 Thank y'all again for 200 followers! <3

Tagging: @lokisgoodgirl @lovingchoices14 @lokislittleprincess and everyone, who asked for a part two: @lokisninerealms @homesickasgardian @lucylaufeyson3 :D

If you haven't read the first part yet, you can find it here. Part Three is here! :)

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Five months had passed since the day Loki had the infamous 'Magic-Moment' with his niece, causing him to catch the biggest baby fever possible. Admittedly, I needed a good three days to actually get over this... It was almost too good to be true, so I wanted to make sure that he really meant it. If the fever would last and was not just a whim of nature. Turned out, it wasn't. Loki told me that almost every day, that he could really imagine to have a family with me and that he wanted a baby to 100 per cent. He told me so often, that I lost count. That one precious moment really seemed to have changed him - in the best way possible. I loved that new side of him - and so, after a serious conversation we had a week later, the decision was final... We were going to try for a baby. My husband had showed me more than once, that he was being serious about this, so who was I to deny him his wish? We were talking about Loki after all...

"So... That's a 'yes', darling? Is it? A true, honest, certain 'yes'?" He held gently both my cheeks in his hands, blue eyes filled with love, adoration and hope staring into mine. I nodded, smiling. "Yes, babe. That's a true, honest, certain 'yes'." I quoted him, placing my hands on his. "I want to have a baby with you, Lokes." His eyes lit up, one of the biggest smiles I had ever seen stretched across his face. "Really?" My husband asked, voice full of giddiness and happiness. "Really." He leaned down to kiss me joyfully. "Let's have a baby then." I nodded once again. "Let's have a baby." He placed another soft kiss on my lips, before his smile shifted, turned into a wolfish grin; something mischievous sparkling in his eyes. "Well then... We should start trying right away, darling." Before I even had the chance to answer him, I felt his hands leaving my cheeks and wandering quickly to my bottom, lifting me up, so that I had no other choice than to wrap my legs around his waist. "Lokiii!" I squeaked up in surprise, but giggled uncontrollably, as he carried me straight to the bedroom.

Quite a bit time had passed since then, and after seemingly endless weeks and weeks of trying, I was now finally looking down at a positive pregnancy test. We had a lot of false alarms before, but not anymore. Not this one. My hands started to shake as a squeal left my lips. Pregnant. We had finally made it! A little Trickster was on the way! I squealed once again and literally jumped through the bathroom out of joy. This was going to be amazing! I quickly hid the positive test, somewhere Loki wouldn't find it. Now I only needed to think of a cute way to tell him... It wasn't easy to find a way, though. I wanted it to be perfect - and that was a high task to manage. And not just that... I was also so excited about this all, that I needed to internally fight myself every day to not just scream it right into his devastatingly handsome face. It literally took me everything I got.

After two days of thinking and scrolling secretly like some kind of detective through the internet, I had found the perfect way to tell him. My plan consisted of three phases. Phase One was quick and easy to prepare. A customized onesie. It was green - of course, with the golden lettering 'Little Trickster' in the centre. I also bought a pair of tiny black leather boots, which looked a lot like Loki's. After that was done, I made sure to leave no hints on our laptop and changed over to Phase Two. In Phase Two, I crafted Loki a little card, on which I wrote 'Hi daddy! I can't wait to meet you!', alongside a small version of Loki's horned helmet. That had been a difficult part. I lost a lot of nerves and spent almost three hours on it, but in the end, it was definitely worth it. The helmet looked amazing and utterly cute. Time for Phase Three, but Phase Three was to 100 per cent the most difficult part...

First off, I made sure that Loki wasn't at home - what he luckily wasn't. Tony had ordered him to a mission, which would last at least the whole day, giving me enough time to implement Phase Three. That was at least what he told me and I hoped he was right… Now I stood in the middle of our kitchen, vomit bag in hands and had absolutely no clue, if my plan was going to work out. I took a deep breath and looked to the ceiling. "Heimdall?" I asked cautiously. "I-I know that you can see me, but... I don't know if you can hear me?" I waited for some kind of a response and fiddled with the bag in my hands, was quite a bit nervous. I had never done this alone before... Travelling to Asgard with the Bifrost without Loki. He did all the work. I just listened, stood beside him and held onto my husband for dear life. Nothing. I didn't know what to do if this wasn't working. I certainly couldn't ask Loki and I also didn't want to ask Thor, because I wanted to tell Loki first - well... second. "But... if you can hear me," I just decided to continue to talk, maybe it worked. "I'd like to, uh, ask for an audience with the Queen of Asg-" I didn't come any further, was interrupted by the rainbow light, swallowing me whole and transporting me straight to Asgard. "Aaaaaa!" I landed luckily safely and not on my butt like the last time we were visiting his home (Loki had laughed his ass off, before helping me stand.). I only struggled a bit to stand secure, but mere seconds after my feet had touched the ground, I felt how nausea overcame me. I knew this was going to happen. It always did. So, before I could even say a single word to Heimdall, I firstly threw up in the bag I still held in my hands. Good thing I thought of bringing it with me... Unfortunately, I had the feeling that it was a lot worse than the times before. Maybe it was because I was pregnant? I didn't know. Anyways, was Heimdall immediately at my side, steadying me. "Are you alright, Lady Y/N?" I nodded, taking a deep breath. "Y-Yes, thank you." I straightened myself again, looked thankfully at the Æsir. "I guess I haven't gotten used to the Bifrost yet. Not even after travelling through it for the nth time." Heimdall just gave me a kind smile, before he let go of me again - but not without making sure that I was able to stand alone. "Thank you, Heimdall." "Of course, Lady Y/N." He stepped back on his podium, giving me a nod. "See you later." "The queen awaits you in the royal gardens." "S-She already awaits me?" Heimdall nodded, smiling at me. "Oh... Alright. Thanks." I smiled back at him and started to make my way towards the palace, but the Gatekeeper's words made me stop in my movements again. "And Lady Y/N?" I turned to face him. "Yes?" He smiled once again. "Congratulations." I frowned. Congratu- Oh... Heimdall knew? I was utterly confused, but a second later, I facepalmed myself internally. Of course he knew! He was the Gatekeeper and saw everything and everyone... I blushed a bit, "Thank you." and bowed my head. "I am truly happy for you and the Prince. Please convey my congratulations to him as well." "For sure, I'll tell him." Another smile played on my lips, before I bid my goodbye for real this time and left; quickly disposing the vomit bag.

Once I reached the palace, the guards let me inside, of course, with a friendly nod. "Alone on a visit today, Lady Y/N?" One of them asked, while opening the big golden doors. I nodded. "Today, yes. I have an important matter to tell the queen." "Please forgive me my bluntness, but I hope it's not a bad matter." I shook my head, smiling. "The best matter possible." Without saying anything further, I walked past them and made my way straight towards the royal gardens; greeting a lot of familiar faces on the way.

When I stepped through the blooming gardens, my eyes landed immediately on the queen. She was standing beside a rose bush, carefully trying to pick a rose. I couldn't help but smile, when I saw her standing there. It had been quite a while since I had lastly seen her.                                                                                    I just wanted to speak up and say hello, when her gaze landed on me, a smile spreading across her face as well. "Y/N, my dear!" She let go of the rose and made quick steps over to me, taking me in her arms immediately. "Your majesty." I bowed my head slightly after hugging her. She was still royalty, after all. "Please... Call me Frigga. How many times have I told you, dear? You belong to the family!" Yes... Frigga was, without a doubt one of the most wonderful people I knew. That woman owned a heart of gold. "Frigga." I corrected myself, still holding on to her forearms. "Let us walk a bit. Heimdall told me, you wanted to talk with me?" I nodded, walked beside her. "Yes, I do. There's something important I want to tell you." I wasn't nervous at all to tell Frigga. Quite the opposite... I was very excited. I knew that she always wished for her sons to have a great life, filled with love, the right women at their sides - and grandchildren. Thor gave her this gift already and now it was time for Loki and me to do the same. "Go ahead, my dear. You know that I always have a sympathetic ear for my daughters-in-law." "Thank you, Frigga. I really appreciate that." I paused for a moment, before I continued; wasn't able to hide the smile on my face. "It makes me very happy to tell you, that you are going to have another grandchild in about eight months." A rather loud gasp left Frigga's mouth and she stopped immediately in her movements. I stopped as well and turned to look at her, biting my lip, trying to hide my smile. She was visibly quite shocked and surprised, didn't expect that at all. But mere seconds later, a big smile began to form on her face. "Oh, my dear..." Frigga pulled me instantly in a tight hug. "You have no idea how happy you just made me." I giggled softly and hugged her of course tightly as well. When she backed up from the embrace, I saw a few tears shimmering in her blue eyes. "My littlest boy is going to be a father..." Frigga said, shaking her head in disbelief. I nodded quickly. "He is, yes." When she looked at me again, I saw a happy tear escaping the corner of her eye. Her hand flew up to cup my cheek gently. "Congratulations. From the bottom of my heart. I am truly, honestly so happy for you and Loki. The love you two are sharing is so very special and strong. And now you are topping this wonderful love with a child. Is there something more beautiful?" Her words almost made me cry as well... "Thank you so much." I wasn't able to form any more words, because I was too caught up in suppressing my own tears. She hugged me once again - what was exactly what I needed in that moment, before letting go of me again. "Does my son already know?" We leisurely continued our stroll through the gardens, smiling at each other. I shook my head. "No, not yet… But that's actually the reason why I'm here. I have a plan on how to tell Loki, but for that plan to work out, I need your help." Frigga smiled at me. "Whatever you wish for."

Three days later, I had everything what I needed... The onesie, the boots, the card, the helmet and the special object Frigga gave me. And as if on cue, Loki had been called for another mission this day, what meant that I could set up everything calmly and take my time to make it perfect. It took me quite a while, but it was worth it. Satisfied, I looked at my good work. Yes... This was perfect. I was the rest of the day literally on edge. Loki could walk every second through the door. I was also a bit nervous, but mostly excited. Of course, I tried to distract myself with doing unnecessary things like sorting my clothes. It was a little bit stupid, but helpful. I was just about to start another silly task, when I heard a key turning in the lock of the main door. My heart skipped a beat and picked up its speed on instant. It was thudding against my ribcage, adrenaline and excitement flooding my veins. "Darling?" Loki's voice called out. I took a deep breath and rushed down the hallway to greet him. "Hi, baby!" My arms found their way immediately around my husband's neck, just like his arms sneaked around my waist, pulling me closer. He was donning his full Asgardian armour - except the helmet; the leather cool against my skin. The smell of sweat and leather hit my airways, with a small trace of Loki's cologne. "Hello." "Successful mission?" He sighed. "Yes, but it was quite tiring and long." I pressed my lips against his for a loving kiss. "I'm sorry to hear that, Lokes." But I have a wonderful surprise for you, I thought. But instead, I said: "Go have a shower and after that, we are going to order pizza and flop on the sofa, watching Netflix or so." Loki began to smirk, a boyish glint in his eyes, as he squeezed my hips. "Netflix and Chill?" He asked, winking. I just rolled my eyes, but smiled. "You are insatiable, do you know that?" "Yes, I am more than aware of that. I could never have enough of you, my queen. My glorious purpose is to make love to you and worship you until the end of time." His words sped up my already fastly beating heart even more; butterflies running wild inside my stomach. The love I felt for this man was infinite. "Gods, I love you, Lokes. So much." Loki certainly didn't expect this reaction from me (Thanks to my hormones.), but he reciprocated the kiss I pulled him into nevertheless immediately. "I love you, too, my love." I could see the love flickering in his blue orbs. Our lips met again, before Loki gave me another mischievous grin. "And besides... We are on a mission, remember, darling?" I knew of course what he meant. "A mission that isn't successfully completed yet." If only you knew, I thought and bit my lip, playing along. "Well, that is quite right... Go shower nowand relax firstly a bit, babe. Then we can think about the 'Chill' part." Loki leaned down to capture my lips once again with his, "Whatever my queen desires." before he let go of me and passed me by, making his way to the bathroom. As soon as the door clicked shut behind him, a deep breath left my lips. The countdown was set... It was so thrilling to know, that Loki was going to find without a doubt the biggest surprise in his life in a few minutes. I passed the time by nervously pacing back and forth. I literally couldn't wait for the moment to come.

About fifteen minutes later, I heard how Loki turned off the shower; the water stopping to run. There it was… The moment. I quickly tiptoed to the bathroom and waited in front of the door, till he exited the now steamy room; preventing him from going to the bedroom. Loki's still wet raven hair was being held together by a manbun; the black t-shirt he wore clinging tightly to his still slightly damp skin. The grey sweatpants he wore were hanging low on his hips, revealing a glimpse of his perfect v-line. His eyes landed immediately on me, brows furrowing slightly in confusion, but I had been slightly too distracted to notice. "Darling, what...?" My husband's words brought me back to reality, pulling me away from my thirsting thoughts and reminding me, that there was a surprise waiting for him. I looked up into his eyes, biting my lip to hide the smile. "Sorry, Lokes, but... I want to show you something, okay?" He nodded, still a bit confused. "Of course. What is it, Y/N?" I gently took his hand in mine, dragged him slowly after me. "You'll see, my love." I smiled at my husband and led him towards the bedroom. The door was closed - on purpose, of course. I let go of his hand again and nodded towards the door. "Open the door." He frowned, had visibly no idea what I was insisting, but placed his hand on the handle. "Okay." He slowly, almost cautiously opened the door and peeked inside. Loki looked back at me; even more confusion written all over his gorgeous face. "Why is there a huge gift standing in our bedroom, darling? It's not my birthday today, as far as I can recall." He was, of course, referring to the big box, standing inside our living room. The package looked like a gift, had a bow on top and a few golden and green balloons were bound to it, hovering in the air. I shrugged my shoulders, played the innocent. "I don't know. I guess you'll have to find out."

He went inside the bedroom, approaching the gift carefully, but curiously. I followed him, stood by the side and watched. Loki stepped closer, inspected the box. I was excited how long it was going to take him to find the first hint. Turned out, it didn't take him that long... I had placed the small version of Loki's horned helmet on top of the box. "Why is there a miniature horned helmet?" He took it in his hands, taking a look, before he faced me again. "Maybe it's a hint for you to open the box..." Another frown contorted his face. Loki put the helmet aside, placed it on the bed. "You are being very mysterious at the moment, darling. What is going on in that beautiful head of yours? What have you planned?" Once again, I shrugged my shoulders and gave him a soft smile. "Fine..." He untied the balloons, then carefully the bow and lifted the lid, causing the four sides of the quadratic box to fall open, revealing a smaller box. I had placed the reason why I had been to Asgard on that said box. Loki squatted down, took the object in his hands, then getting up again. He turned towards me. "Love what... Where did you get that from? Why is this here?" Loki turned the wooden toy in his hands. It was a black painted wolf - his favourite toy when he had been a child, like Frigga told me. I smiled at him. "What do you think?" He shook his head. "I don't know what I should think right now. I am highly confused." "Then I guess you need to have a look inside the final box." Without saying another word, he knelt down, placed the wolf carefully beside himself and literally ripped open the box; too impatient now. I was biting my lip again, when I witnessed his eyes widen at what he saw. I had put the green onesie inside, alongside the tiny boots and the card. "What-" Loki's hand reached for the things, his eyes reading the words, written on the card. 'Hi daddy! I can't wait to meet you!' And then, it clicked. I could tell by his expression. "I thought we should have a little piece of your history for your child to grow up with..." His head snapped into my direction, hands trembling slightly, as he held the onesie in a death grip. "M-My child?" His voice was quivering; his eyes getting more and more glassy with every passing second. "Y-You are...?" He snivelled, gaze lowering to rest on my stomach. I nodded, felt how my own tears started to fall as well. "Yes, babe. I'm pregnant." A heart-wrenching sob left his lips, as the realisation sank fully in with my spoken words. Loki scooted over to me as quickly as somehow possible, arms wrapping around my middle, his face buried in the t-shirt I wore. My hands found his hair, running my fingers through his locks as the happy tears he shed wetted the white fabric. I had never seen my husband like that. So emotional, so deeply touched. It made my heart slosh over with love for this man.

It took Loki quite a few moments to calm a bit down again. The tears had stopped falling from his now puffy, reddened eyes, but he was still on his knees in front of me; my hands still in his hair. Without saying a word, he brought up his shaky hands and lifted gently, carefully my t-shirt, revealing the bare skin of my stomach. Loki pressed a soft, lingering kiss there, before his oceanic eyes met mine again. "I'm going to be a daddy..." He stated, shaking his head slightly in disbelief. "I can't believe this... What a wonderful surprise, darling." I smiled down at him, tracing his sharp cheekbones. "You're not just going to be a daddy, Lokes... You're going to be the best daddy. Hence, you're an awesome uncle already! And I am very happy and relieved that you loved my surprise." He breathed out a laugh. "How could I not be happy about this surprise? I am the happiest man alive, my love." Loki lowered my t-shirt again and stood up. "Thank you so much for gifting me with becoming a father." He smiled brightly; his hands returning to my still flat belly, before he captured my lips in a breath-taking kiss. "I love you, my darling. My queen, my goddess. And I already love our baby so much." I smiled. "We love you, too, babe."

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If We Get Divorced | Lin Manuel Miranda

Summary: Inspired by that old tiktok trend ‘if we got a divorce, what 3 things would you take?’

Words: 749

A/N: Just a little something that I wrote a while ago and I had this in my drafts for sooooo long and now it is here. My writing is still pretty rusty so apologize if it’s bad heheh

Warning: none? 

The sun from our apartment window shines bright down towards Frankie and I on the couch. He had his face smushed down against my chest, asleep.  As I was scrolling through Instagram, swiping through questions that I posted early today.

I took a selfie of baby Frankie and I with a 'ask away!' prompt for any of my followers(mostly my husband's) to ask. I swiped and swiped till I came across one that peaked my interest.

'@mrs-miranda can you do a 3 things divorce with Lin?'

I chuckled at the thought of my husband answering this question - speaking of, he was just behind  my phone a few meters away in the kitchen approaching the fridge, carrying Sebastian on his hip.

I quickly clicked on the question and pressed record. I first waved at the camera and made a whisper motion before flipping the camera that then recorded the man wearing a loose navy shirt and green khaki shorts - his casual attire at home.

"Babe?" I asked, slowly lowering my phone so that it didn't look obvious I was recording him.

"Yah?" Lin responded, his front facing the open fridge door,  looking for a snack in this mundane day. Sebastian laid his head on his father's shoulder as he idly paid attention to our interaction. Lin was reaching for something in the fridge as I continued with the question.

"If we get divorced-"

"W-wait, what?!" Lin turned with his arm withdrawn from the fridge that held a couple pack of cheese strings at hand

"What would be 3 things that you would take with you?"

"Babe what kind of question is that?" he scoffed in disbelief.

"Lin answer my question~" I playfully whined.

"Daddy what is divorce?" Sebastian peaked into the conversation, pulling his head back to look straight into his father's eyes.

"Hold up," Lin exclaimed, setting firm stance for on the spot to process the two question he had to apprehend, "first of all," he pointed a finger up towards me with his cheese strings still at hand and faced his son in his arms, "Sebastian ignore your mommy that is not going to be in your vocabulary," and he turned back to me, "And you Carino what makes you think we would EVER get divorced!? babe you are not leaving me," he scoffed with his hand now placed on his hip, cheese strings still unopened.

"Don't leave Daddy Mommy!" Sebastian cried out, before wrapping his arms around his dad's neck.

"Sebby your mommy is just asking a very hypothetical question which is never gonna happen," Lin cooed.

"What's hypothetical?" the young boy pulled back his head again to look at the man in front of him.

I interjected, "It's just a 'what if' babe, I wanna know."

"Well do you?" Lin asked, as he placed Sebastian down on the kitchen island to open the dairy snacks for the two of them.

"No, but I asked you first"

Lin gave his son the string with its wrapping halfway open for his son to start munching, "Let me get this straight," grabbing his son back to his left hip and his other hand occupied with a now opened cheese string for himself, "you just wanna know what 3 things I would take with me just out of the blue?"

"Si"

"if we get divorced?"

"Si"

"First of all, you can't," he exaggeratedly shook his head, causing his son to giggle with his string clung in his mouth, "we," pointing with his string to him and I, "got kids," keeping eye contact to me (and the camera,) "and you signed up for all of this," he pointed down his whole body causing Sebastian and I to roar in laughter.

"I can't leave any of you, not in a million years I would Carino," Lin softened his face.

"But if you really want to know, I would take all of you three; Sebby right here, Frankie and you. You are not leaving my sight."

I pouted.

"Don't give me that face, you know that I'm not kidding," he pointed out again with his cheese string.

"Sebastian, do you think I'm kidding?" he asked turning his face to his son.

"What's kidding?"

"Joking, Sebastian."

"No Daddy"

"See," he turned back towards me.

"Alright, alright then Miranda," I chuckled, watching my two boys slowly disappear down the hallway.

"All of this Carino, all of this," he made a face as he pointed down his body again as I giggled in response.

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For the headcanon thing: Mista 😎

(For this)

Sorry this took so long, I've been busy but I'm working on answering all the stuff in my ask box so don’t worry :]

Headcanon A:  realistic

Okay maybe not ~super~ realistic but whatever. He was raised by nuns. He was the product of a very short-lived fling between his mother, an immigrant, and his father, The Entire Horse himself. He was born after his father left, and his mother died due to health complications soon after - having no family in Italy, and worried at the prospect of her son growing up as an orphan without moral guidance, she arranged to have him taken in by the convent of the Catholic church she attended.

This had both good and bad impacts on Mista. He quickly came to love the women raising him as his family, and he found comfort in both the reliable structure of day-to-day life and in his faith, which he carries with him into adulthood. At the same time, being raised in such a strongly Catholic environment while having undiagnosed OCD did not always mix well, especially when he got intrusive thoughts, or developed maladaptive beliefs tied to religion ("God will hate me if I do X arbitrary thing," "I will be divinely punished if I don't do Y compulsive action," etc).

Eventually, it gets to be too much, and he decides to run away in his mid teens. For a while, he thought about returning, but going to prison and joining Bucciarati's gang took him in a different direction. While he claims he doesn't need to go back now, since he has a new family who he loves more than anything, there's a part of him that's afraid to go back. After everything he's done since leaving, he's not sure he'd be able to face the women who raised him - people he'd considered unbreakably virtuous and pure. He doesn't let it show, but deep down, he struggles with a lot of good old Catholic Guilt.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Likewise maybe this is actually realistic but I don't care it's funny. He's a stoner. He goes behind Bucciarati's back and uses his Epic Mafia Connections to buy weed. Probably makes his own edibles, which he has to hide from Bruno in increasingly ridiculous ways. "Yeah no Bucciarati don't worry I always keep cookies in my sock drawer. It's uh. So the others can't steal them y'know. No you can't have one. Why does it smell bad in here? It's uh. Giorno turned my shoe into a skunk earlier. Yeah he does that a lot. That's a normal thing he does. Please leave now."

Narancia's also a stoner on the same level (love wins <3) and Fugo will partake occasionally if it's with them. A lot of their dumbest debates start this way, because Mista is convinced that he is super smart and philosophical when he's high (he's not) and he always raises the most fake deep questions ever. They try to listen to music together while they’re high, but they always end up arguing because Fugo wants to listen to Are You Experienced or Surrealistic Pillow or something, while Mista’s weed music is just like. Jimmy Buffett and The Beach Boys. If it's just him and Narancia, they usually end up cuddling and rambling to each other until they decide some word or phrase is funny. They will then just sit and say it over and over, echoing each other, and giggling like idiots until they fall asleep snuggled together.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Okay if you’ve seen at least one (1) of my posts before you’ll know this but. Mista takes a long time to recover from the events of Vento Aureo.

For starters, his relationship with Giorno is basically shattered. Even though he initially saw him as a younger brother figure, he loses all trust in him after discovering Bucciarati’s body, and he truly, genuinely hates him for a long time afterwards. He doesn’t bother caring for someone who showed him no sympathy in the aftermath of his loved ones’ deaths, and it’s only his desire for stability that keeps him loyal to his cause. They do make up eventually, but it takes years, and while they’re polite with each other, they’re never quite friends again.

He fights with Fugo a lot when he returns, too, but unlike with Giorno, they eventually rekindle their friendship. In fact, it’s arguably stronger now, after they’ve lost nearly everyone they loved. It’s always haunting, though, when they’re alone together, and there’s an ever-present void, an empty space that another person used to fill. Still, they lean on each other - and even though it stings when Fugo and Giorno fall in love, Mista grins and bears it. At least Fugo gets to have a happy ending.

Mista, on the other hand, doesn’t. He goes through a number of flings, hooks up with people here and there, but he never falls in love again after Narancia dies. He keeps telling himself he needs to get over it - what kind of person can’t get over the equivalent of their high school sweetheart? - but his mind, subtly or unsubtly, is always fixated on the way he loved him. He finds that the romantic comedies he used to love are hard to watch, nowadays; even if it’s just a movie, it’s painful seeing something that had once been so close, but is now far, far from his reach.

He grieves, and he processes his trauma, and he grows to live with it, eventually. But he’s never the same carefree, jovial person he used to be.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

Listen. I’m sick of seeing fanart where he’s a generic white skinny anime boy with short straight hair and a six pack. The Mista who lives in my head has textured curls and body/facial hair and is a little chubby and I’ll never change my mind on that.

Oh also y’know all that stuff I said about Narancia being dead? Yeah fuck that. They live in Mista’s apartment together and eventually they buy a house in the countryside, and it’s disorganized and cluttered but it’s their home. They play their music loud and dance together in the kitchen, and they grow old and love each other even more as the years go by. I don’t know if they’d have a kid, but if they did, I could see them having a son, and Mista would sing to him every night, and they’d frantically call each other into the room so they could watch his first steps, or hear his first word, or see something he built out of toy blocks. They’d be the coolest uncles to Fugio daughter also. Idk man they just deserved to find peace and happiness I think.

[pinkuberii]

Period HC’s with Itto! + short drabbles

Tw: One mention of blood..?

Author’s note: fIRST POST WOOOO- <3

Honestly, he’d be kind of clueless at first-

I think he’d roughly know what it is but has zero experience sadly

His poor heart would absolutely shatter upon spotting you curled up in the bed because of the pain

Poor thing would immediately rush to your side to scoop you up in his muscular arms while asking what’s wrong, but he’d only get your whimpers of discomfort as an answer

Needless to say, he’s even more worried now- Oops-

Just take his warm hand and put it on your abdomen, he’d quickly have a clue on what’s happening

“Your stomach..? Is your stomach hurting..?”

“Y-yes..”

“Do you want me to rub it..?”

“Please…”

Anyway it’d work wonders and your pain would definitely ease sooner than anticipated

“Are you better now? Do you know why it caused that much pain?” The oni asked as his fingers carefully pushed a few strands of hair behind your ear, the gaze in his ludic eyes clearly being a concerned one. “Much better.” You replied as a fond smile found a way towards your lips. “It’s just my period, Itto.”

Expect that concerned expression to turn into a curious one really soon

“Period, you say…” He’d mutter while pulling you closer, making you sit on his lap while his hands continued to rub circles on the aching spot. “Do you know what it is?” You’d ask with a quiet voice upon noticing the expression, (e/c) eyes looking at the oni with an expectant gaze. A rather offended gasp could be heard right before the male answered, crimson eyes going wide. “Of course I do, (y/n)!”

Did he? No. But will he admit that? Also no.

A soft ‘oh’ sound could be heard right before you asked your question to test him, raising an eyebrow to express your doubts. “What is it then?” That cocky look on his face would slowly disappear while trying to find answer to your clever question. The tone in his voice instantly giving his hesitancy away. “Uhm… It is.. It’s something with blood.” “Oh, Itto…” You giggled softly before starting to explain the details to him, your little hand resting above his big one during the whole explanation.

He’d attentively nod every now and then to show that he’s listening to you

I feel like he’d show genuine interest to know more be ready to get bombarded with questions oop-

The sight of you being in pain makes him very heartbroken so he’d do everything in his power to prevent that

Like everything _(:3」∠)_

“So, you’re telling me that that happens every month?”

“Yes.”

No, but he’s genuinely surprised and shocked after learning the details. Itto would make sure to buy you snacks and sweets in advance but for now, he’d keep you company while peppering your cute face with kisses <3

Good luck escaping out of those muscular arms because forget about him letting you go lmao-

“What are you doing?” The white-haired man asked as his crimson eyes gazed at you curiously, not understanding why you wanted to leave. “Trying to get out of bed.” You rejoined while your small body tried its best to wriggle its way out. He immediately protested by tightening his grip around you, not even allowing you to sit up. “But you’re tired from the pain. You should rest-” “Darling, I have to pee-”

Will he let you go or will he carry you to the restroom? Tune in at 7 pm to find it out-

A true sweetheart. 9/10, would try his best to help you. He’s a little confused but he got the spirit <3

Who needs a heating pad when you have Itto-