#good night (*´︶`*)ฅ♡

[momochimchim]

Drswings, practices 💪🏻

[tbaluver]

Hi, Can I request short fic with Lads boys (or only Zayne if you want ). They turned into cats for one day, and MC took care of them.

It would also be interesting to know what breed and color they would be, how they hinted that it was them, etc.

and then in the morning they turned back!

(^˵◕ω◕˵^)

Love ya

When They Turn Into Cats- The Love And DeepSpace Men

parings in order: Xavier x Reader, Zayne x Reader, Rafayel x Reader, Sylus x Reader genre: silly a/n: hi anonnie! sorry this took so long to make but this was so cute and fun to write ฅ/ᐠ. ̫ .ᐟ\ฅ ! i love love cats but i don't own one yet so i'm soso sorry to any of the cat owners out there if i miswrote what it's like ! i hope you like and enjoy it! i love ya too anonnie have a good day/ night! ^•ﻌ•^ฅ♡ edit: heres the version of where you turn into a cat! When You Turn Into A Cat any likes and reblogs are always appreciated! enjoy!

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Xavier /ᐠ˵- ᴗ -˵マ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 :

You begin to stir from your sleep, reaching out for your lover only to find the space beside you cold and empty. Your eyes flutter open to see a fluffy ragdoll cat with white and light brown fur. The cat curled up peacefully beside you, unaware of the turmoil unfolding around it. Panic and confusion surged through you as you sat up abruptly. 

Where was Xavier? Did he bring this cat home with him? Did this cat wander through an open window?

Your mind raced with questions as you quickly scanned the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of him but he was nowhere to be found. You moved through the house, calling out his name and looked in every room, only to return to your bedroom with no sign of him. The cat remained undisturbed on the bed. In a last attempt, you grabbed your phone to text Xavier, a notification chimed from his phone- right beside his bedside.

As you stand there, taking in the sight of the cat, it begins to stir. It stretches its fluffy paws kneading the bed spread. A soft meow escapes its mouth and tilts its head in confusion. It lets out another meow, as if it’s trying to speak but only produces feline sounds. The cat looked down at its paws, its eyes wide with confusion. With a clumsy roll, it flopped onto its back, its tiny belly exposed in full display. The realization to Xavier of his feline form seemed to down on him and let out a resigned meow.

Determined to you show, he darts around your home trying to show you that this cat is in fact him, your lover. He runs to the kitchen, pawing at his favorite snacks and when you're still confused until he runs to his sword. He paws at the star keychain on the sword's hilt, hoping you would get the idea.

The connection clicks in your mind as you watch the cat meow again, although it’s not just any random cat, it was Xavier. You sink to the floor, settling yourself at Xavier’s cat level as he crawls into your lap and curls comfortably as if he’s always belonged there.

You don’t know how Xavier turned into a cat or how to reverse it so the best you could do for now was to take care of him, hoping that he’ll be okay when he randomly turns back into a human. When you tried to leave the house to get him cat food, he persistently cried making it impossible for you to leave him behind.

In this cat form, Xavier’s behavior was oddly just like his human self. He was calm and gentle and found often sleeping contentedly  on your lap or nestled close by. The warmth of his tiny and fluffy body was a comforting presence and his soft purring was a soothing background in your home. He also seems to really love it when you scratch behind his ears.

Anytime you laid down, he would knead any parts of your body. Anytime you ate something, he would paw at your food or try to steal a bite. And anytime you didn't let him have a bite, he'll stare at you with sad cat eyes. He would even follow you around even to the bathroom to do whatever business you had in there. It felt as if he was just guarding you in his cat form- even if he fell asleep again.

When night time falls, he curls up beside you, something Xavier would always do during your night routines. You reach out, your fingers gently brushing through his fur, and Xavier response with a content sleepy "meow", pressing his head against yours.

When you woke up, you felt a warm presence beside you. Blinking sleepily, your eyes widened in surprise to find Xavier back into human form, still curled up beside you. His hair tousled and his face relaxed as he sleeps peacefully. With a gentle smile, you kiss the top of his head and pull him closer, drifting back to sleep together. All your worries melt away and was replaced by the comforting presence of your lover.

Zayne /ᐠ - ˕ -マ :

You were supposed to meet Zayne an hour ago for a date after his shift, but despite your repeated calls and texts, he never responded. Concerned, you decided to check on him at the hospital. As you navigate the familiar hallways, you make your way to his office. When you opened the door, you were surprised to find no sign of Zayne- only a gray Scottish Fold cat curled up on his desk, peacefully asleep on top of a messy stack of papers.

You called out his name, but the only response was the cat’s slow stretch as it blinked awake. The cat rubs its eyes with its paws, and you couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute it looked with Zayne’ glasses perched on its nose.

The cat’s eyes widened in confusion as it glanced down at its feline form. It meows softly, then looks up at you with an almost desperate expression. It paws at you, as if it were trying to get your attention but you mistook this as a request for affection and scratched the back of its head. The cat seemed to enjoy the attention for a moment, then abruptly shook your hand away and started pawing at the glasses.

Confused, you picked up their glasses and the cat seemed to become even more agitated. It started patting at the name tag on Zayne’s desks with urgency. Realization has finally hit you and you looked back at the cat and the name. The cat let out a resigned meow, and you laughed softly as you tried to process this strange situation.

You settle into his office chair, and he curls up o your lap, resting his head against your chest as if surrendering to the situation. Gently, you scratch the back of his head, offering a soothing reassurance that you'll find a way to restore him to his human form.

Before you leave, you tidy up his desk so it is ready for his return one day. You carefully carry him through the familiar hospital hallways. As you pass by Greyson, who reaches out to pet what he thinks is just a stray cat, Zayne swats his hand away, not in the mood for affection from others, only you.

Once you get him back home, you opt for cat food, concerned that giving him his favorite human food or treats might upset his stomach in this new feline form. You couldn’t tell but he would be really sad watching you eat your shared favorite food and treats without him. He would just stare at you as you eat it all. 

Being a cat does not stop him from being a doctor to you. He'll gently headbutt you or paw you if you indulge in too much junk food, concerned about your health and your disregard for his medical advice.

You offer a stick and string for play and at first he seemed indifferent about it but a few minutes later he was swatting and pouncing with enthusiasm. You were definitely gong to tease him about this later.

He was a very observant cat. He doesn't do much other than explore around new corners areas of your house he hasn't seen before due to his smaller form. Other than that he takes keen interest in watching you go about your day as he sits on your windowsill.

He loves it when you pet him and he purrs contentedly in response. He's read somewhere that cats purr as a form of healing, and he hopes that maybe just maybe that it'll heal your heart. As your stroke his fur, hell give you slow, deliberate blinks. It's his cat version of saying I love you.

As you prepare for bed, he follows you to the bathroom, quietly overserving you as you brush your teeth and go through the rest of your nightly routine. When you make a cozy spot for him on the bed, he disregards it and instead curls up right beside you. As you both settle into bed, you run your fingers gently through his fur, and together you drift off to sleep, wrapped in each other's warmth.

As the light settles through the curtains, you gradually wake up, feeling arms wrapped around your waist. Your heart racing with a mix of joy and disbelief, you see your lover back to normal and already awake. He looks down at you tenderly, gently brushing the stray strands of hair from your face. You gently cradle his face, savoring the precious moment before drawing him into a close embrace, filled with gratitude that your lover is finally back in his true form.

Rafayel ฅᨐฅ :

You visit his studio, only to find the room he usually paints at messy. More messy than usual. Paw prints were scattered all over the canvases, the floor, and the furniture. As you call out for Rafayel, a distressed orange cat darts towards you, urgently trying to climb up your leg and practically crying.

"MYEOWWWW" "MYEOOWWW"

You giggle thinking Rafayel must have scared the cat. As you bend down to soothe it, the cat tries to climb onto you, continuing to meow loudly and seek comfort.

"Did Raf let you in? Did he scare you?"

The cat steps back with a huff, it's ears going in airplane mode as it shakes its head in disapproval. You were amused by the cat from how it looks like it just responded to you. "Let me go find him."

You call out for him again, but the only reply is the cat gently tapping your feet. As you look down, you see the cat jump onto a stool, giving you a clearer view. To your surprise, you notice it's wearing Rafayel's locket- the one that matches your bracelet, something he has gifted you a while ago. The realization hits your hard, your lover has turned into a cat.

You approach him, gently petting him to offer reassurance. Your aware of how much he fears and dislikes cat and now somehow he transformed into one and you're not sure how long this curse will last on him. You stifle a snicker, finding the situation oddly amusing, but your determined to take good care of your love in his new feline form.

"meow."

Even as a cat, he chatters endlessly, trailing after you wherever you go. You clean up the studio from the mess he made as a cat and the ones he probably made in his human form. "meow. meow. meow. meow. meow."

You attempt to wash the paint off his paws yet he hisses at the water despite him being a Lemurian- perhaps it's due to his feline nature. He also rejects the healthy cat food you offer, hissing and retreating to a corner in disapproval. He tries to sneak and steal his favorite food but he gets caught by you every time. You had to give him positive reinforcements and praise him for him to eat the cat food you fed him.

Anytime he passes by a mirror, he would hiss at it. Anytime you wouldn't give him attention, he would bite your leg or your arm depending on what you're doing. When you scold him for doing that, he'll have his tail and brush against your leg while meowing at you. "myeowwww. myeowwwww."

You attempted to play with him on the bed, but he suddenly stood up on his hind legs. In a playful misstep, he ends up flopping onto his back and tumbling off the bed.

After a long day, you prepare for bed, with him trailing behind you, his paws making soft pattering sounds. He leaps into the space right next to you, settling in comfortably. You gently scratch the back of his head, and he purrs softly, secretly enjoying the affection. You kiss the top of his furry head and wish him a goodnight before you both drift off to sleep.

It wasn't the sun that woke you up by your lover who was right beside you gasping when he finally realized he wasn't a cat anymore.

"Maybe true love's kiss? Pfft. You should've kissed me sooner cutie. Was I not adorable even as a cat?"

Sylus ≽^-˕-^≼ :

You wake up to the heavy weight of a cat sitting on your stomach. A Burmese with dark, fluffy fur is perched comfortably on you, staring at you with a piercing gaze. The intensity of its stare is a bit unsettling and you're left wondering how this cat appeared or what it's doing in Sylus's home.

"meow."

You shift to a sitting position, causing the cat to hop off your body. However as you settle, it immediately climbs back onto you, finding a comfortable spot once more. Instinctively, you reach down to pet it, and it closes its eyes, purring contentedly. As you reach for your phone to call Sylus, you hear his phone from the opposite bedside table right next to you.

Confused, you get up from the bed and start searching for him, with the cat following you and meowing persistently. "meow. meow." You check every room, calling out for him, but he's nowhere to be found. You even asked Mephisto where Sylus might be, only to remember you don't speak crow. You eventually asked him to fly in the direction Sylus might have gone, but the crow remains still as the cat stands right beside you.

Not understanding the clue right away, he paws at you and meows insistently. As you glance down, you notice the red, shiny necklace Sylus always wears. Suddenly it hits you that all this time it was Sylus who had been the cat.

Finding his new form both adorable and amusing, you reach down to pet him. As you let out small laugh, he playfully wrestles with your arm. You didn't want to admit it but somehow even in his cat form, he was still strong as he playfully dominated your arm with ease.

He eats any cat food you give him without any fuss. He has a lot of fun playing with Mephisto though you think it seems one sided, as Mephisto quickly flies away in fear whenever he jumps up to chase him. He also enjoys playing around with Mephisto's feathers and becomes even more engaged when you join in as you hold up the feather for him to catch.

He purrs contentedly whenever he's on your lap or curled up right beside you. His purring continues as you brush his fur and nearly drifted off to sleep as he finds it so soothing.

He follows you everywhere around the house, not giving you any space at all. Even when you're in the bathroom, he trails after you, watching every move with whatever you do in there.

As you prepare for bed, he tries to settle on you again, but he feels a bit heavy with the weight on your stomach so you gently lift him to curl up beside you instead. He doesn't mind being moved, as long as he's close to you. Once he's settled, he makes himself comfortable and you both soon drift off to sleep together.

You haven't woken up yet, still unaware that he's already returned to his human form. Propper up on one elbow, with the other arm around your waist, he watches you sleep with a soft smirk, finding your peaceful sleep adorable. As you stir, you might wonder if the previous day's events were just a dream and he would one hundred percent try to make you believe that.

[sweetchildcloud]

Polyamorous headcannon with Geto and Gojo ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

contain s#lf h#rm,sex (not explit) hope you like this ^•ﻌ•^ฅ♡

@kiwicopia @muzansslxt @candy69gurl

(i choose this two pics c'ause it represent they're personality in the reletionship)

i totally didn't create this for my thirtsy needy b#tch a*s

Geto and Satoru are in a closeted poly relationship with you. You three are a team not only in work, but in life as well. When you are with them they never want to let you go even in your apartment. Even when you are sleeping the two are always making out or cuddling next to you.

Satoru and Geto often have cooking contests to see who can cook the better dish. It’s all in good taste though as they always share the dish they make with you. Geto takes great pride in his cooking, while Satoru is more so passionate about it. Both are great cooks nonetheless. Both are very protective of you, and you’re the one with final say in who wins and who loses. They won't get too overcompetitive because they can’t risk you being angry with them or losing you.

The three of you are out grocery shopping. Geto and Satoru usually have disagreements on what to get and what not to get, they’re like night and day. Geto is more reserved and is fine with eating any old food whereas Satoru really puts effort into his cooking and wants to take his time buying the freshest ingredients for the meal he is planning to make. You on the other hand are in the middle and keep everything from becoming too heated between the two. Satoru is also more flirty and playful with you than Geto is.

Geto and Satoru are constantly trying to win you over with affection. They’ll sneak off with you to find a quiet corner away from others and kiss you fiercely while hugging you close to them. The two are always competing to see who can make you the most flustered by their gestures of affection. If you decide to take a break from the shopping and sit down to rest, they’ll both try to sit as close to your as possible. Satoru is more affectionate out in public whereas Geto tends to dial it down in public.

You, Geto and Satoru are just hanging out in the living room, the two are busy playing video games to which you couldn’t care less. Geto is a bit of a sore loser and so Satoru purposefully loses to him so Geto can have the satisfaction of beating his friend. As a prize Geto asks for a kiss from you, and Satoru can’t help but pout because Geto beat him to showing affection towards you this time.

Satoru and Geto have gotten comfortable with being openly affectionate around you. The two of them will make out in front of you whether you’re in your apartment or theirs, or out and about. Satoru is also very clingy and has a habit of latching onto you whenever you are within his reach. Geto also wants to get a chance to show his affection to you and will do so through hugs and kisses, both are very clingy and like you to cling to them as well. Satoru loves calling you “baby” and will call you that often.

When you’re feeling down or like you just want a day to relax, the two of them are always willing to cuddle you and let you lay your head down on their lap. Satoru, being the more affectionate of the two, is always looking for a chance to hug and cuddle you, whereas Geto is more reserved and less of a cuddly type he will still happily hold you in his arms. The two of them always make sure to pamper you and show their affection towards you whenever you need it, and they never hesitate to give you comfort.

Geto gets extremely protective if someone dares to intentionally hurt you in any way. He would most likely fight them and give them a black eye or a busted lip. Satoru is more likely to confront the person verbally rather than physically he would either chew them out or give them a scathing look that’s enough to shame them. Both are protective of you but in different ways, Geto physically and Satoru verbally. However both wouldn’t hesitate to jump at the chance to protect you from any kind of harm regardless of the method.

Geto is very protective of you and does not react fondly whenever someone hurts you. He would get very angry and hostile towards the individual who’s hurting you and threaten them to stay away from you. Satoru is the same but slightly more reserved than Geto. When the two are around and someone hurts you they would try to both comfort and console you. They would stay by your side until they see you smile again or see you happy. They would also get a bit jealous of whoever is hurting you, thinking that they are taking you away from them.

Geto and Satoru are constantly bickering about something small, it doesn’t take much to set them off. While they are always at constant verbal war over petty things, when it comes to actual important issues that could possibly hurt you their petty rivalries immediately take a backseat. They never let the petty arguments affect the way they feel about you and always make sure you don’t get involved in the arguments. They both are equally worried about your safety and wellbeing, and they would never let a petty argument get in the way of you being happy and healthy.

Geto and Satoru are not afraid to show their passion or affection in the bedroom. They are both equal in their desire for you and love exploring your body and trying out new things. They both can get quite possessive of you. They have both agreed that sharing you three has been one of the best things to happen to them. Geto and Satoru may have fights and be completely opposite of one another. But when it comes to you, all pettiness is out of the window.

As the three of you are hanging out, things inevitably lead to the bedroom. Geto and Satoru start making out while they are pushing you to the bed. The two are extremely eager, and are pushing each other away to get to you first. Once Geto and Satoru finally manage to get[you in the bed, things get even more heated as they each try to make you flustered. They’re both flirting with you and using their words to try and seduce you. Geto and Satoru are both equally eager and both want to be the one to give you more pleasure in bed. While they are both equally eager, they do have a bit of a competitive streak in them still. Each one wants to please you more than the other.

Geto and Satoru’s competitive streak in the bedroom doesn’t just apply to who can please you better. Geto and Satoru are both very fit due to their training, but they still like to challenge each other’s strength. Both will be equally determined to pin the other down to the bed and be the dominant one during the session, but they won't get too rough unless you want them to. The two love using their bodies to prove their dominance while making sure to do it in a way that pleases you.

If you ask the two to switch, they will without hesitation. They aren’t too proud to switch positions if you ask them to. Despite their competitive streak, they respect your wishes as well as your boundaries. Neither will cross a boundary unless you have given them permission beforehand. Geto and Satoru are both passionate and determined in the bedroom, but they aren’t too prideful to admit when they’re at a loss, and they always try to please you. They make the best of your love making sessions, and they always have a good time with you.

When you’re feeling down or like you just want a day to relax, the two of them are always willing to cuddle you and let you lay your head down on their lap. Satoru, being the more affectionate of the two, is always looking for a chance to hug and cuddle you, whereas Geto is more reserved and less of a cuddly type he will still happily hold you in his arms. The two of them always make sure to pamper you and show their affection towards you whenever you need it, and they never hesitate to give you comfort. Despite the differences in how they are after sex, both of them are equally affectionate towards you. As Satoru showers, Geto will stay by your side cuddling you after the intense session you three just had. Satoru will get out of the shower and join you two in bed with a smug playfully teasing expression on his face teasing Geto for being clingy in front of you. Satoru is a bit more playful after the session than Geto is, which you find amusing as you’re cuddled between the two.

Satoru and Geto are always keeping an eye on your mental state. They always pay attention to when you get anxious or if you’re feeling down. They don’t pester you with incessant questions asking if you’re okay because they don’t want to annoy you with such, however they do occasionally check in on your feelings by giving hugs, kisses and letting you relax while they’re next to you. You never have to fake a smile or pretend to be happy around them, the two always know when you’re not okay.

When you feel sad and are having a hard time coping, Satoru is the one who would cook you a comforting meal and give you a long warm hug. Geto on the other hand, is the one who wants to comfort you by simply laying down next to you and holding you as you vent to him about what is causing you to be so sad. They want to take the burden off of your shoulders and take your mind off of whatever is bothering you with comfort.

As you’re feeling down and are close to tears, the two of them are both trying to comfort you in their own ways. Geto wraps his arms around you and pulls you close to him while gently rubbing your back in a soothing manner. Satoru walks up to you and stands behind you before wrapping his arms over your shoulders and kissing the back of your neck. He holds you as tight as he can and speaks softly to you. Both of them are trying their best to distract you from the source of your sadness, so you can have a calm mind.

When you’re feeling overwhelmed or depressed and have self harmed, Geto and Satoru would immediately check in on you. They’re aware of your past and understand that self harm is something you do to cope with your emotions. Instead of getting concerned and pestering you with questions about why you self harm and if you’re okay, the two sit next to you to comfort you and let you calm down. Satoru rubs and holds your hand to soothe you. Geto just sits by you calmly letting you lean and cuddle into his chest.

The two are highly attentive and notice that while you may not want to speak about why you have self harmed, they both know that it is something you do. Neither really presses the issue or pries at you for more information. Instead, they both choose to let you lean and cuddle with them while doing small things to comfort you. Neither of them are going to get mad at you or yell at you for self harming, instead they both try to be as supportive as possible. Geto might also take you over to a store and buy you your favorite candies as a little treat.

[shinjisdone]

Hello hello~ I'm here to ask for a request of ma boy Thorfinn ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

So, what about: Thorfinn dealing with an over affective, both physically and verbally, reader? Like, she/he always find a casual way to touch him all the time like hugging or playing with his hair or hands, saying him compliments and sweet nothings until he gets flustered

Idk if you will be interested in this but anyways, have a good day/night and remember to drink water! (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

Hello! A very similiar request was made here! So I'm focusing on different things in this one.

@luopenis , @jinsecho , @mitsureigen , @theknightssecrets

S1! Thorfinn with an overly affectionate!Reader

Once you two are close, Thorfinn actually does not mind having his hair played with. IF, of course, none of the bandmates see it. If you start doing it though out of nowhere, then he's going to swap your hand off and give you a look that says 'What are you doing?'

He actually prefers to have his hair played with when he freshly wakes up. It brings him back into reality in an comforting way. The blonde won't admit it though (of course he doesn't). Being able to fall asleep with his hair being played with is also...nice.

In general he won't say anything about it or ask for it. At the beginning he'll try to ignore it but now just accepts that this is something you do.

He will be flustered however, if you play with his hands. Especially if you do so after tending to his wounds and just caressing his fingers or littering them with kisses. Quickly he will retract his hand. What are you doing?! Kisses don't mend the wound, he's never heard of that before!

He will be fine if you just play with his hand while you are holding it or when it's out of sight. (Hands hiding between the two of you sitting close together).

Compliments are equally bizarre as they are flustering. Thorfinn doesn't get why you are saying such strange things. It's unheard of among the band to be so...sappy. But it definitely flusters him.

Even simple things such as 'your hair is a nice blonde' or 'you did really well!' Leave him pouting and looking the other way, the tiniest, tiiiniiesst blush on his face.

Thorfinn is silent but accepting of your affections...mostly because it's you.

[luvfy0dor]

Keep It Simple, Stupid!!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ LuvFy0dors 600 Followers Event ੈ✩‧₊˚

requests accepted from; May 2nd - June 30th or prompts max out

First of all, i wanna say im so insanely thankful for 600 followers!!! It means the world to me that my writing is so well received. I've seen a bunch of people do events for follower milestones, and when I hit 500 I figured I'd use the time between 500 and 600 to finish the requests that I've been slacking on. I'd also like to apologize for that. But back to the actual event- I've seen people post prompt lists and let people pick characters to go with said prompts, so I want mine to be based on kisses!! Kisses are so sweet and intimate to me, so I've thought up a bunch of action and dialogue prompts for you guys to choose from! Next to each prompt is a number in brackets, that's the max amount of characters I can do for each one . (If someone has done this, please let me know!! I don't want anyone to think I'm copying them.)

Some rules and guidelines before we start;

♡ Up to two characters per request!

♡ I don't think it'd be a problem, but you're allowed to send up to three requests for this event - I'll put it in good faith and won't take off anon, so please try to keep it there!! I don't think it'll be an issue though.

♡ please forgive me if it takes me a while, mid-may things should be easier to write since I won't be prepping for an AP exam any longer, but if I take a hot second, that's why ^^

♡ Anyone can request!! Follower or not.

Acceptable Characters (In order of my confidence in writing for them); Fyodor Dostoevsky, Nikolai Gogol, Chuuya Nakahara, Dazai Osamu, Sigma, Atsushi Nakajima, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Doppo Kunikida, Ranpo Edogawa, Tachihara

Request Details; You can mix prompts, up to two per request, but an extra prompt takes the place of the second character you're allowed per req!! If you'd like me to include certain details in the drabble, you're more than welcome to add those to your req! Depending on the prompt it might be a scenario or a drabble.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Promts

Non-Dialogue;

good morning kisses → Kunikida

good night kisses → Nikolai,

goodbye kisses

rain kisses → Nikolai,

cheek kisses

spiderman kisses → Fyodor, Sigma

pinky promise kisses

thigh kisses → Nikolai,

prolonged Kisses → Chuuya, Fyodor

new years eve kisses

wedding kisses

breathless kisses

soft and sweet kisses [2] Fyodor,

blown kisses

hand kisses → Nikolai,

neck kisses → Chuuya, Akutagawa,

peppered kisses

im sorry kisses → Nikolai, Ranpo, Chuuya, Fyodor

last kisses

first kisses → Chuuya, Sigma,

eager kisses

Otherwise;

“seal it with a kiss” - love letters from him [3]

Thank you so much again!! ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

[wonbriiize]

hii !! i luv ur works sm, so i was wondering if i could request a ot7 (i think thats it, with like the individual members ? ) about a reader who has curly hair. but tysm for reading my request !

riize with reader who has curly hair

note; thank you sm <3 this was a bit challenging to write as i didn‘t really know how to approach this, but i hope u still like it !!

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✶ shotaro

learns all about curly hair; takes the initiative to educate himself about curly hair techniques, products and routines to better understand and support your hair needs. he knows how complex curls can be so he does all that to help you feel less stressed about them. will always tell you something new he learned about curls (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)

✶ eunseok

regularly compliments your curly hair; expresses appreciation for its natural beauty and uniqueness, tells you to not straighten your hair too much because you’re only going to damage it and your curly hair is what makes you you. encourages you to to embrace your natural hair. never fails to make you feel good about your curls ʕ•ᴥ•ʔﾉ♡

✶ sungchan

bedtime hair routine; helps you with your nighttime hair routine, gently detangles your curls and helps you brush them. softly massages your head after you’ve done the routine because now he wants you to relax and enjoy being in each others presence. also gifts you curly hair products so it’s easier for you to do your routine (∗˃̶ ᵕ ˂̶∗)

✶ wonbin

helps you style your hair; whether it’s helping to detangle, applying products, or even learning how to create simple hairstyles. tells you which hairstyle would go best with your outfit. he also lets you style his hair and sometimes asks you to braid it (if it’s long enough) so he can have wavy hair to match with your beautiful curls ^•ﻌ•^ฅ♡

✶ seunghan

surprises you by doodling characters with curly hair on love letters; sometimes he even attempts to draw you with your beautiful curly hair. he also leaves little notes around the house, each expressing his adoration for your curly hair in creative and heartfelt ways ♡･ᴗ･`♡

✶ sohee

curly hair themed cooking night; you have a cooking night at home, where you prepare curly-themed dishes together such as pasta with curly noodles or curly fries, while playfully comparing your culinary creations to your curls. the night ends with the two of you watching a movie with a protagonist that has curly hair as well ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა

✶ anton

a curly hair scavenger hunt; he organizes a scavenger hunt around your city, with clues leading to places that hold special memories for you. at each shop, he leaves a small curly hair related gift or compliment for you, adding an extra layer of sweetness to the adventure ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜

[shdo-xplosion]

KINGDOM COME PART I: THE KING

MASTERLIST

Warnings: explicit content, brief mentions of violence, rough sex, p in v, brief cunnilingus, dirty talk, cum play, squirting, fem-bodied reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Notes: at last! the first part is here. i know fantasy aus have been written over and over, but they’re just so good! so hopefully you can enjoy my smutty lil series ฅ ̳͒•ˑ̫• ̳͒ฅ♡

“Are you excited to see Izuku?” you ask, knowing well that the man behind you will deny it even though he’s probably blushing from his chest to his hairline. “Nevermind. You don’t have to answer. I know that you are.”

Katsuki grumbles, his annoyance showing in the way that calloused fingers become harsher as he tugs at the strings of your corset. He’s never been great with them, nothing delicate about The Barbarian King. You’ve grown quite used to it.

“The bond between childhood friends isn’t one easily severed,” you sigh wistfully.

He snorts, loosening your garment enough to rid you of it. “You’d know all about that shit. That idiot bard is back in the village, yeah?”

“Possibly,” you shrug unconvincingly. Hanta absolutely is back home. You knew the minute he stepped back into the kingdom.

Turning you to face him, Katsuki lets his eyes wander from your face to your now exposed chest, tongue rolling over his teeth when he hooks his thumbs into the band of your skirt.

“‘m sure you’ll get all kinds’a quality time while I’m away.” The hint of bitterness in his voice is nearly imperceptible, but you’re able to catch onto it.

“Hmm, maybe. You really want to think about that right now, though?”

He’s been in nothing but his trousers for a while now. You’ve brushed against his crotch a few times, briefly but purposefully, and he’s already half hard under the leather.

“Guess not.”

Once you’ve stepped out of your skirt and him, his pants, you wrap a hand around the back of Katsuki’s neck and slowly walk backward to the nest of feather pillows and warm animal hides you spend your nights sleeping in.

It had taken you a long time to get used to Katsuki’s kingdom and even longer to come to terms with the fact that you belonged to it. Belonged to him. You had been chosen from your village like many before you to ensure protection from the violent king. Your betrothal meant your family would be safe, and you were willing to do anything for that, even give up on finding love for yourself.

It took years for you to even start to warm up to Katsuki. You didn’t understand him just like he didn’t understand you, but eventually there was a breakthrough, a moment of recognition and appreciation, and since then the two of you got along well enough to to resemble something of a couple.

Do you love him? You’re not quite sure. But you can admit that you’ve grown fond of him over your time with him. He isn’t the bloodthirsty bastard you once thought of him as.

But, he still bares his teeth at anyone who looks at him a certain way, still growls like a beast as you sprawl out beneath him.

“You going to miss me?” you ask, batting your lashes.

Katsuki lets himself fall over you, catching himself on his forearms so that he’s hovering over your lips.

“Don’t count on it.”

You laugh and thread your fingers through his spiky hair, using it to guide his mouth to yours. You’re both full of shit, so used to arguing and bickering that it’s habitual now, much easier than actually being sweet to one another.

Katsuki kisses like he's hungry, teeth digging into your lower lip, tongue soothing over it before delving into your mouth. He breathes heavily through his nose, groans against you when you palm his cock. It grows harder in your hand, and you run your thumb over the tip a few times until he begins leaking pre, enough to slick up his cockhead.

He breaks away from you just long enough to swear before attaching his mouth to your neck, sucking harshly until a bruise forms under his tongue. Down your shoulder, over your collarbone, grazing teeth over your pebbled nipples.

Your hips are moving on their own accord, your core hot with want, and when Katsuki slides a finger between your folds, you arch up against him.

“Mm, please Katsuki…”

He tugs on your nipples just hard enough to hurt, making you buck into his hand.

“Yeah? You need somethin’ in your pussy?” he mocks, and though you squeeze your eyes shut, you nod. He moves until his breath ghosts over your ear, voice gravelly when he demands, “beg for it, then. Beg your king to fuck you.”

You hate the way those words make you throb, slick wetting your puffy lips so that Katsuki chuckles, still teasing you with a single finger.

“You want it, don’tcha?”

“Yes, yes, I want it. I want you, please…”

He huffs, and you think he might draw it out longer, make you actually address him by his title, but all he does is lick your pouty bottom lip. “Only ‘cause you’re pretty when you’re desperate.”

He pushes a finger into your heat, twisting it, curling it, then adds another. Legs on either side of him, you bend them at the knee and dig your heels into the furs beneath you.

Katsuki’s hands are covered in callouses. The hands of a fighter, of someone who’s burned villages and shed blood. Yet they feel heavenly inside of you, the Barbarian King with the hands of an angel.

Pumping himself in time with the thrusts of his fingers, Katsuki lays his hard cock over your belly, smirking at the size of it, how deep he’ll fill you.

“I would stretch you more, but I know you like a little pain with your pleasure,” he remarks slyly, pulling his fingers from you and licking them clean.

Katsuki grabs you by the hips, on his knees as he raises you to meet his pelvis. He rubs his cockhead up and down your dripping slit, lubricating himself with your arousal, then slowly pushes into you.

“Ohhh…”

There’s a twinge as the ridge of his dick slips past your entrance, your muscles clenching around him, a resistance he simply pushes past.

You hear him spit a split second before feeling the warm glob land on your clit, his thumb spreading it over the hard bud then flicking it back and forth. He shows mercy at first, moving inside of you slowly, but his speed picks up little by little, fucking you into the ground faster, his crimson eyes locked onto your tits bouncing in time with every thrust.

“Does my cock feel good in your cunt?” he asks, and when you don’t answer immediately he slaps your clit.

“Yes! Yes, feels so good, Katsuki! Don’t stop, please—”

“Don’t stop?” He lands another slap to your clit, parting your soaked folds to expose the nub. “You like getting your pussy slapped?”

“No, I…”

But it doesn’t feel bad, the smarting pain causing heat to pool low in your tummy, something stretching deep inside of you until you start dripping squirt.

“Yeah, you like it,” he answers his own question, thrusting faster while swiping his fingers over your clit, sending drops flying. “Anyone else know how dirty you are? Your precious bard or that idiot mage?”

You shake your head, now hazy with lust. Truthfully, you can get a little wild during all of your escapades, but Katsuki brings out something different in you. Sometimes you fight each other for dominance, other times you melt beneath each other. No matter what, it's always messy and full of vulgarities.

You reach up to cup your tits, putting on a show by groping yourself, but it doesn’t last long, the sight of you tugging on your nipples driving Katsuki crazy enough to manhandle you until you’re on hands and knees.

He shoves his face into your cunt at first, slurping your juices and licking into your loosened hole, then straightens again and sheathes himself inside of you in one swift motion.

One large hand finds a place on your head, shoving you deeper into the bedding, while the other grips your hip tightly. Katsuki fucks into you hard, heavy balls swinging and slapping against you. He’s still pushing squirt from you, just like he’s pushing ragged moans from your throat.

“If you could see the way your cunt takes my cock… fuckin’ greedy bitch.”

You accept everything he gives you, sucking him in over and over, letting him mold your gummy walls to his shape.

“M’gonna cum,” you cry, a tear escaping your closed eyes. Your cheekbone aches where it’s pressed to the floor, and it feels like you can’t get enough air. It makes you lightheaded, makes your orgasm crash into you so hard that your vision whites out.

“Fuck yeah, squeeze me just like that,” Katsuki groans. “Gonna fill you up so g—f-fuck…”

His hips stutter, cock pressing so deeply into you that you gasp and shudder, still riding out the waves of your own climax. Katsuki gives a few shallow thrusts as his back arches, using your pussy to milk himself dry.

“You feel that, baby? Feel my cum in your sloppy cunt?”

He slides a finger alongside his cock, gathering the seed that’s dripping out of you and smearing it from your stretched entrance to your twitching asshole.

When he pulls out, Katsuki continues to play with you, making even more of a mess until you shove his hand away, shivering from overstimulation.

Opening your eyes, it takes you a second to focus on his face, the crooked smile spread across it. He doesn’t look as blissed out as you feel, but you can see the post orgasm euphoria swimming in his gaze, how his glistening chest rises and falls with every deep breath.

“Sure you’re not gonna miss me while you’re gone?” you ask in a hoarse voice.

“Maybe a little,” Katsuki mutters, pushes himself up off the bed and holds out a hand for you. “But you’ll be too busy to miss me.”

“Aw, don’t sound so sad.” You let him tug you to your feet and wrap a hand around his bicep as you both walk to the washroom on weak legs. “There will be plenty of me left for you when you get back.”

He grunts like he’s annoyed, but his mouth still quirks up at the corner.

“Even if there’s not, m’still takin’ what’s mine.”

And you can’t argue. You are, after all, his. All his.

2023©️ shdo-xplosion. please do not plagiarize or repost my work to any other platforms.

[nyuzip]

˚₊‧ 박성훈 ─ on the ice ✧ park sunghoon

엔하이픈 𓂃 femreader ★ fluff ★ not proofread , wc 1.4k sum: somewhat enemies to lovers with your ice skating rival park sunghoon.

while tying your skates, you looked up to glimpse at park sunghoon, your arch nemesis on the ice since you two were children. he was gliding on the ice rink per usual but the lights seemed to hit his face perfectly, emphasizing on his prince features. you scoffed at the thought of admiring him. he would be so cocky to hear you were checking him out. but it was not time to focus on sunghoon’s visuals, surprisingly, he was here to prepare you for your upcoming competition. 

as soon as you saw him begin to approach your exit, you quickly got up, ready to face your opponent. < ready? >  sunghoon questioned you, unfazed after going many rounds. of course, this is HIS sport. everyone thought highly of him and you always hated that. you wanted to beat him in so many aspects yet no one acknowledges your skills as much as his so it was always your goal to beat him. ever heard of keep your friends close, and your enemies closer? you made sure to take advantage of sunghoon in order to get ahead.

< yeah, i have a feeling practice will be good this time. >  you answered with determination in your voice, prepared for whatever sunghoon had planned. 

< oh really? keep your word. i will be hard on you today. >  sunghoon spoke, unwavered by your confidence. you were practically nothing against him in his mind and that bothered you.

he opened the gate for you and held out his hand as you came forward. you dismissed his generosity with a scoff and went inside the rink. he smirked at your false display of being nonchalant. fits your cold princess title that you’ve always lived up to. 

you practiced your spirals and jumps countless of times, trying to perfect it each time as sunghoon concentrated on your form. he kept nodding his head while keeping quiet with his eyebrows furrowed. it made you slightly nervous but you kept going, encouraging yourself in your head because after all, the nights you stayed late on the ice, it wasn’t for nothing and maybe you subconsciously longed for sunghoon’s approval despite your desire to beat him. 

< thoughts? mr. park sunghoon > you teased him after the silence that came after your finished spirals. you were expecting to be praised at this point. 

< yeah. i think you are ready for your match this weekend. > he simply replied, trying to cover up his smile that crept across his face. he was impressed, to say the least. you were oblivious to how proud sunghoon was of you and your progress from a young age. he was just too prideful to say it out loud — maybe when the time was right. 

(ฅ˙˘˙ฅ)♡

your anxiety felt heavy on your chest as your heart thumped loud enough to reach your ears. nothing seemed to calm you down. the air suddenly became colder sending chills down to your spine down to your trembling legs. tugging at your fleece tights, you began to think about sunghoon. he has been with you for an entire three weeks waiting for this very day and was there for you throughout your entire career. although he was your “enemy”, he was also your role model. 

you could hear his strict voice lecturing you to keep practicing after every little mistake as your fellow skater but on the other hand, hear his younger-self lifting you back onto your feet as you stumbled on the ice with nothing but his arms to help maintain your balance, genuinely worried if you were hurt or not. to be fair, it was your fault that you began to lose the friendship you once had with sunghoon. there was no point in regretting your past decisions, the ice was calling for you. he was waiting patiently in the crowd, excited to see your performance that he knew would never disappoint. 

as you stepped onto the cold platform, the blinding bright lights of the stadium stared at you along with the hundreds of guests sitting in the bleachers. if your eyes attempted to glance up at the audience in search of sunghoon, your whole body would tense up so you began to focus on your breathing, letting your feet guide you on the ice. you appeared to be in complete harmony with the rink beneath you. The mesmerizing elegance of your facial expressions along with your effortless spins had left the entire audience captivated. sunghoon, in particular, couldn’t take his eyes off of you. his mouth hung slightly open in awe, and it took him a moment to compose himself and fix his posture. 

the stadium erupted into cheers once the music faded and you felt yourself soaking in all the noise. after your performance, you bowed with such passion yet daintiness, keeping your image in mind. the sound of cheering made you emotional, leaving you to reminisce on all your past competitions where a familiar adrenaline rush ran through your veins. once you looked up, your eyes instantly locked in with sunghoon’s who had the cheesiest smile spread across his face. all you could do was give him an airy chuckle, with rosy cheeks, not only from the cold, but sunghoon’s ability to get a reaction out of you. 

walking out into the lobby, you came face to face in front of sunghoon, where he held a bouquet of your favorite flowers. it felt as if the world around you had come to a standstill, people passing by became a fuzzy blur. at that moment, he was no longer your enemy nor your mentor, but simply the same boy you had grown up with, who had grown from his once-boyish innocent features to the point where his bangs almost covered his eyes to a matured look you never really noticed until now. 

< didn’t take you out to be such a romantic. thank you for the flowers sunghoon > you poked fun at him for this being his first time having a surprise for you at the end of your performance. you wondered why it was different this time. 

< oh stop it. i know i’ve been hard on you but i’m genuinely so proud of how far you’ve come. it’s almost like you’re better than me, maybe just a little? > he laughed heartily, tilting his head and covering his mouth with a fist. 

< hmm, you can compliment me some more, park sunghoon > you grinned, leaning your upper body towards him with your open hand behind your ear. 

waiting for his next joke, he suddenly pulled you into his arms without warning, with his chin fitting comfortably over your head. a single tear had trickled down your face as you felt his warm embrace. it was a vulnerable moment for you both, remembering your friendship had faltered these past few years; it was an overwhelming amount of emotions. sunghoon’s cologne was prominent — there was a hint of floral notes with a a soothingly  fresh smel that flooded your senses as his soft hand rested against the nape of your neck. no words were spoken yet the wave of reassurance you felt once sunghoon pulled you in for a hug made all your nerves wither away.

< sunghoon. i missed you. i missed us. > your words came out in a muffed, barely audible tone. part of you wished he wouldn’t be able to distinguish your words against his sweater, while the other part hoped he could catch the faint sound of your voice amidst the comforting warmth of his embrace. 

< me too. i won’t let us fall apart again. > sunghoon softly whispered back, pulling you further into his arms. 

< you better. > you jutted your lips out into a pout, trying to lighten up the conversation you were not quite used to blurting out how you feel just like that. 

< okay. okay. partners on ice… and maybe off the ice? > sunghoon eyes turned into crescent moons, enjoying how corny he was being with his cunning question. 

you covered your ears right away, pacing in circles. < lalalala > 

a giggle escaped sunghoon’s lips at your cute behavior, which you had been unaware of how entertaining you were acting. 

< ask me at a more romantic time. i will not let you say this so casually! > your ears were still covered as you knickered, pretending to walk away from him. 

you took a swift peek at sunghoon to see if he was following you. his endearing expression radiated throughout his face as he yelled for you to come back. after all that bickering, his gentle tone only induced you to give in to his pretty words. you felt at ease as the once-close relationship you had with sunghoon came rushing back and a vision of the future jolted your mind: you and sunghoon gliding through the ice in front of a crowd. jumping back into sunghoon's arms once again was a perfect illustration of all that excitement. 

authors note: sorry for the long wait but my new fic is here! i first want to say thank you for all the love on my jake fic, it makes me soso happy to be back. i also want to give a shout out to my bff for helping me with writing this, i always appreciate feedback and criticism, so feel free to do so in my comments / inbox ! alsoo i have ideas for heeseung n maybe anton huhu. enough rambling, i hope u enjoyed reading this about our dear ice prince

[stargalaxxy]

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒⋆Confession as Sweet as Chocolate₊💌˚⊹♡

. ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁(ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)₊ ⊹I literally thought of this when listening to the English cover by Lizz Robinette. I think it's an adorable concept of reader making chocolates for Cole, this takes place during the movie. So ninja are in school and hated by the whole school and city. ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ But that's okii, bcs we love them... 𝜗𝜚

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

✧˚ ༘ Now Playing: Dreamin ChuChu / どりーみんチュチュ by, emon｡˚

Holding the mixing bowl close to your chest you mix vigorously to get the right texture of cream, your eyebrows knit in concentration as your tongue sticks out. It was late, at least for a school night, but sleep did not matter to you now as a certain boy plagued your mind. 

Wanting to impress Cole and for him to reciprocate the strong feelings that you felt for him, Cole has had your heart since your spring semester as a sophomore. You two spent your summer break together and have continued your friendship when school started back up again in the fall as you both walk in as Juniors.

For weeks you have been dreaming of confessing to Cole, ever since you’re feeling developed during your summer vacation together at the summer festival.

You remembered the night vividly as you and Cole sat on the grass watching fireworks as you made promises to each other to stay close together in the coming school year. How your hands wrapped together, your smaller hand clasped in his larger one, from that day your feeling grew, and you knew you had to tell Cole of your feelings.

His cool attitude and kind nature to help anyone and everyone he meets, the abundant of songs that he listens too and loved to share with you, and his general vibe just had you head over heels for him. 

You knew of his reputation and how the people at school or even city didn’t like him. But you couldn’t understand, 

He was a great guy.

“He’s with Lloyd, (y/n), y’know, Garmadon’s son” you scoff at your friend as she swiped through her phone bored of your constant gushing of the raven hair boy. “That doesn’t mean that Cole is bad, and Lloyd a great guy, and so are the rest of his friends, people just need to see that” you dreamily sigh as you stare at your phone galleries of pictures that you and Cole took during your guy’s summer vacation. 

“I just don’t want you to be outcasted, (y/n).” Your friend finally looks up with a worried look, you knew of her good intentions, but being a bystander to the constant teasing of the ninja wasn’t pretty. Your friend has seen it much more than you, but being too scared she never took too much action and looked the other way. 

“I know, but (f/n), this is what I want, Cole-“ you pause as your heart flutters thinking about your feelings and him. “I really, really like him” you walk to your friend placing your head on your bed next to their thigh. 

She sighs and drags her hand through your hair affectionately, “alright, you got my vote. I hope he’s everything that you hope for” your friend smiles genuinely as you jump up and hug them, “aaah! Thank you thank you!” you sway with her as she chuckles. 

“So, how are you going to confess?” you pause as you nervously sweat, 

“You do have a plan, right?” you hum as if you didn’t hear your friend’s question. 

“(y/n).” your friend eyes you as you finally break, “aaahhh! I have nothing!” you squeak out pouting as you fall back onto your bed dramatically.

“I’ve been thinking about this for months, w’do I do?” you stare at the ceiling as your friend begins to think. 

“Is there anything Cole likes?” she asks, shifting your gaze to her pondering. “He likes music…” your friend nods as she registers the information before a light bulb shines, “you can make him a playlist?” she suggests as you hum, “that’s not bad, but I kinda want to do something more…romantic?” you sit up as you both begin brainstorming now you felt as though if your heads got any closer they would merge. 

You gasp, “he has a sweet tooth!” you shout as your friend ponders on his interests, you both come up with the idea at the same time with a gasp, 

“Homemade chocolate!” you both shout excitedly squealing at how romantic the idea was.

So, here you were a week before valentine’s day mixing in strawberry cream into cute chocolate molds. You smile satisfied at how the first batch came out, you tasted it and had your friend taste as well, making sure they weren’t too sweet. 

Some had nuts others had cream, or caramel filling, your friend helped you find a cute bag to place them in and a ribbon to tie it together. 

“I still think there are better boys~” your friend sings teasing you, “I told you already my heart is set, and besides all the guys in school are jerks!” you retort back making your friend giggle. “Whatta bout, Chen?” your friend then cackles at your unamused face, “he’s a mega jerk, and not my type.” You began to close the mold as you place the last batch in the freezer to take form, starting to clean up before your parents see the chaos.

“You wouldn’t say that if you saw him in gym~” your friend fans herself as if to calm her blushing face, you roll your eyes as you think back to Cole during his workout sessions. “Chen has amazing muscles you must admit!” your friend lays her chin on her hand as you faced away from her blush creeping on your face. “Cole has better” you mumble as you scrape at dried chocolate on the counter. 

“What was that?” your friend smirks as she sees you jump,

“N-nothing! Hey, you said you had a bag right, can I see?” you quickly change the subjects as your friend giggles pulling the pastel-colored bag with small bears printed on it.

“It’s strong enough to hold the chocolate, and here’s the ribbon” your friend pulls out the ribbon placing it on a clean surface of the table as you admire the satin-colored, orange. “This is perfect (f/n), thank you!” you go to tackle her into a hug as she stifles another laugh patting your back like a tired mother.

“Yea yea, thank me after you confess, y’better not chicken out!” she points to you as you look away, “no promises…” you chuckle nervously smile as you finally face her.

“Geez, (y/n)” your friend sighs slightly unamused at your hesitancy, “you’ll be fine hun, just remember, that’s their plenty of fish” your friend pats your shoulder comfortingly as you silently go into your own world.

But you didn’t want another fish, this fish was a once in a lifetime, you knew it was. This fish was too good to lose, and you’d be a fool to let him go.

“Alright (f/n), Wednesday, I’m gonna confess!” you held a determined expression as they clap. “Atta girl!”

The next day you spent first period jittering on coffee as you wrote a love note to Cole to shove in his locker, you were gonna write it last night after you cleaned up the kitchen. But being as late as it was you fell asleep with your friend staying over, good thing she stayed over as she had to drag you out of bed.

“You working on the love note?” your friend asks as she lays her cheek on the cold desk surface, you nod as you finally finish. You read it over correcting any mistakes as you pass it over to your friend, “how does this sound?” you ask for her advice as you feel heavy hands on your shoulder making your scream. “How does what sound?” Cole’s voice rings into your ear as he too jumps from your scream, your friend shoves the note into her bag as you look nervously up at Cole.

Pulling his headphones down to his neck, he tilts his head waiting for you to talk, “uh-uhm…” you stutter as your cheeks start to turn pink, his hands laid on your shoulders you could feel his fingers unintentionally graze the sensitive parts of you open neck. 

Your friend being a total bestie, sits and tries to think of something, anything to save you. 

“we’re going over homework, (y/n) forgot hers so I was helping her out” your friend sounded as convincing as a convicted criminal, but for whatever reason Cole shrugs and accepts it. He turns and squats next to you taking off his headphones, “okay, so y’gotta listen to this, I found it while browsing the internet for forgotten classics of soft rock songs and this one is a keeper!” 

Cole presses a few buttons on his phone as he places the headphone on your ears as he plays the music.

Your friend couldn’t hear the music, but she can see the interactions that you two shared, with Coles sneaking glances at your face to see what you thought of his interests. To your smile when sway of your head to whatever beat was playing in your ears. It was adorable in her opinion as she smiles feeling the love radiating off both of you at that moment. 

When the song finishes you pull down the headphones, “I liked it, you always find the best music Cole” you felt calm again as you smile to Cole appreciating his share of music taste with you. 

You didn’t notice but your friend did at Coles blush, as he looks away scratching the back of his shaggy hair as a smile cracks onto his face. 

“m’glad you liked it…” Cole mumbles as his voice got quiet feeling his heart skip a beat at your compliment, “I got more if you want to listen to some during lunch” Cole suggests as he looks back to you. Your smile couldn’t get any bigger as you nod, “yea, I’d love too!” your cheerful face made Coles heart flutter as he captures the image in his mind of your pretty smile. 

He instantly stands up making you lean your head up; he looks away his hands on the back of his neck as he tried to contain his blush with a cool exterior. “That’s great, see you then” you giggle as you take his headphones off giving them to him, he takes them removing one of his hands from his neck to grab it. “Don’t get in trouble with the teachers, okay?” you tease as he was notorious for getting his headphones taken away in class. Cole chuckles as he makes his way out the class ignoring glares from classmates as he waves to you a goodbye. 

Once he was gone your friend pulls out the note and lightly pats your head with it earning your attention. “The notes fine, (y/n) you should confess to him, chocolate or not.” She smiles as you blush your nervousness returning, “b-but I can’t just confess out of the blue! I still have to work out what I’ll say to him a-and how I’ll give him his gift-“ your friend cuts you off, “it’s simple, three words, I. love. you.” She places the note on your desk noticing your still distressed face.

“Look, (y/n), I get it your nervous. But I see it in Cole that he likes you too, you both deserve each other, you both suck at hiding your feelings for one another~” your friend teases as your blush gets worst. “wh-what! Cole has feelings for me?” you point to yourself, your friend smiles, and nods, “duh, didn’t you see him blushing?” she shakes her head as you look down. “ya got this, (y/n), go for it!”

You stare at the note, your determined face returning once again as you repeat your friends’ words in your head.

Deciding to use the note you make it anonymous, placing it in Cole’s locker the next day Tuesday, deciding that you would confess a day early instead of Wednesday. You wrote to meet you on the school’s courtyard after school. A pretty scenery to confess.

You frantically grab your things as you didn’t have much time left until you had to meet Cole, “c’mon, (y/n) you’re gonna be late” your friend taps her foot as she watches you check over items to make sure you weren’t forgetting anything.

“D-do I look alright?” you turn to your friend as you did your hair and light makeup, your friend nods as she smooths out any stray hairs. “You’re fine, now stop worrying and go knock his heart out!” she lightly pushes you as she grabs your bookbag. 

“I’ll be waiting out at the gate if anything goes south, which I know won’t, but still just text me and I’ll come running” your friend smiles as she walks away from your teary face “waah, (f/n)!” you go to try and hug her just for her to block you with your bag. “Thank me later!!! Go!” your friend shouts as she runs from you before you could hug her, 

You sniffle as you make your way to the courtyard passing other people that stayed after school for clubs and such. You open the heavy doors to outside as you see pink petals litter the floor from the two big trees, you huff as you look around for Cole. You were a minute late, surely, he didn’t leave…

“hey” you squeak as Cole comes up behind you, his calm smile greets you as you stutter out a hello.

Don’t chicken out now!

You pray as you wipe your clammy hands on your shirt, you reach into your purse and pull out a tiny bag of the chocolates that you made for Cole that night. Remembering all the love and passion that you put into making them, giving your friend any of the ugly looking chocolates because you deemed them not good enough for Cole. 

You swallow as you look to Cole who was holding your note in his hand, “so, you wrote this. I thought it was a prank, at first. I wasn’t gonna show up when I thought that” your heart stops but you continue to listen, “but then I saw you and your friend at your locker, I heard what you wanted to do” his smile never left as he grabs your free hand. “But I want to hear it from your lips, what do you want, (y/n)?” your heart flutters as Cole mumbles your name, feeling much sweeter than all the other times he has said it. 

You lick your lips to find the words.

Just three simple words, right?     

“I made chocolate.” You hold out the small bag, your friend didn’t know why but she felt as though she had to face palm herself.

Cole looks down at the bag with a confused expression, his smile then returns as he holds out his hand to take your gift.

You place it in his feeling his touch s you grazed your fingers on his palm in a stiff motion. You watch as Cole’s larger hands take them from your smaller ones and delicately pulls at the ribbon making the bag open. You shift your weight to one foot as you wait in anticipation for Cole to taste your chocolates. 

He finally takes one, it was a molded heart, you remember the filling of it being strawberry cream inside the heart molds. 

Cole pops it into his mouth as he chews the mold breaks in his mouth, sweet strawberry cream lays on his tongue as he hums. Cole swallows and then smiles big before grabbing another, your own smile making its way onto your lips as you sigh in relief. 

“This is good, (y/n), you made these yourself?” Cole asks as he pops a sphere chocolate mold into his mouth, that one was caramel. 

“Y-yea, its homemade” you mutter out blushing as he continues to eat, as you watched him you were feeling more confident in confessing. “I made them because I know how much you like sweet things, I worked on them all afternoon into the night on Sunday, because I wanted them to be perfect for you.” You look to Cole seeing his attention was on you, taking a deep breath you continue. 

“I like you Cole, like, really like you. I have since the night you took me to the summer festival, ever since that night I wanted to hug you and kiss you! I want to hold your hand in the hallways and protect you when people bully you! I want to meet your family and friends and I want you to meet mine! I want cute dates and I want to make you more sweets whenever you ask for them!” you take another breath not realizing your emotions had gotten the best of you as tears fall from your eyes.

You look up at Cole with glossy doe eyes as he had a warm hand on your chin the bag empty and in his pocket as he smiles, a piece of chocolate on his lips. “I would love to do everything and more with you, (y/n).” Cole whispers the words only for you to hear as you smile sniffling you use your free hand to wipe the tears away.

“c-can I kiss you?” you whisper out as well, your bodies coming closer as you cup both your hands on Cole’s cheeks.

Cole exhales a breath as he smiles, “as long as you don’t mind chocolate breathe~” you giggle as you tilt your head your eyes begin to close as Cole follows your lead. “I don’t min-“

You stop yourself from talking as Coles lips landed on yours, the kiss was slow and soft. Tasting chocolate on his lips, you both pull away, having to stop yourself from going in again. 

You suffice with wiping the remaining chocolate off his lips. Cole embraces you pulling you into his body as he places his hand on the back of your head and his arm wrapped around your waist. Your own arms hugging him close under his arms laying your head on his chest. You both squeeze each other in comfortable silence, silently celebrating at your success in confessing.

You can feel Cole’s cheeks move to a playful smile as he breaks the silence, 

“Got anymore chocolate?” you chuckle at his eagerness to have more of the sweets you made, you nod pulling away, “a bunch, c’mon” you grab his hand and lead him out the school to your house where he can have all the sweet chocolate that he wants. Cole squeezes your hand, as you catch a glimpse of your friend, you wave, and she smiles turning away. She walks home a proud smile on her face as she caught a glimpse of your hand holding, likely going to call you later to spill the details of your confession and shout, I told you so’s. 

Cole looks to you and smile, “was your friend pushing you to confess?” he asks, you nod as you nervously scratch the back of your neck. “hah, yea, I was gonna confess tomorrow. But she told me to do it sooner, since she knew you had feelings for me too~” it was your turn to smile as Cole blushes hiding it in his hand as he looks away, “she knew…” he mumbles as you giggle grazing your thumb on the back of Coles hand assuring him.

“You fooled me, I was so nervous” you placed a hand on your heart as if to show how fast your heart was pounding.

Cole smiles as he turns his cheeks lightly painted with pink blush, “I was too, if you weren’t going to confess, I was” you gave Cole a shocked expression as he laughs. “But m’glad you did!” you groan as you both laugh at your guy’s silly feelings of chase to confession. 

“It would make for a nice story” you wink as Cole nods his cheeks darkening at the thought of telling people of how you got to be a couple, suggesting that you would be with him for a long time.

Not that he minded, he was looking forward to it.

AAAAA it's like 2 in the morning bruuuhhh, I have no business being uup. But I'm glad I finished this thought before it went poof in my mind, ˊᗜˋ But I wanna say thank you for all of the support that I have been getting for my other stories, I'm so glad that you guys are enjoying reading them as much as I like creating them! °ʚ(*´꒳`*)ɞ° Anyways, I sleep nowwww!!! ᯓᡣ𐭩 ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Love, ⋆˚࿔ Karrots 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

[old-habits-that-give-control]

What I ate today:

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I always have to guess with the milk in the coffe and I wish they had different milk. Maybe one day I will be brave enough to ask if I can bring my own milk because damn that milk has a loot of calories. Also I can only guess with how many ml I have.

I also had the yogurt at home and the coffe at work. I put it in to the same category because Tumblr has a picture limit (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)

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- grapes 63g 44cal

- musshroom 16g 3cal

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Every time I put random shit on a plate and call it dinner it reminds me of "🎶 gIRllLll diNnEeRrrrr🎶"

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Calories of the day:

Less than yesterday but thaaan again I can only guess with the milk but omg I am so so glad they have that low calorie coffe sweetener at work and they actually use it so 1. I don't have to drink bitter nasty coffe and 2. Since some of them use it I don't get weird looks if I use it as well. Now i just need to learn how to guess better how much milk I am using andd maybe one day bring my own milk.

Anyways that's it.

Good night everyone 🪽

[envies-writing-corner]

hii would like tender relationship headcanons for heartslabyul with a giggly and sociable mc with golden curls, yeah mc look something like goldilocks from the farytale /ᐠ. .ᐟ\ฅ♡⸝⸝ that's all <3 thanks yuu and have a good day ^^ *hug*

Making it Just Right

Genre: Fluff

Contains: Heartslabyul boys

CW: none

Word Count: 602 (without A/N)

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Riddle Rosehearts:

-Riddle would greatly enjoy spending time with a goldilocks MC, at first he'd be drawn to the need of perfection, watching as you'd run around trying to make things 'just right' as you'd say.

-Dating Riddle would be filled with events such as unbirthdays and attending his equestrian club meets, he'd definitely love having you around the dorm as his significant other but doesn't like how little rules you follow do to your goldilocks nature.

-Seeing you interact with others is always a joy as well, specifically with his dormmates, trying to help out and gossip as much as you can, always seeming to have made a new friend every time you visit.

-Yep, this relationship is just right.

Cater Diamond:

-Dating Cater is a match made in heaven with your bubbly personality and his influencer type status on magicam. You'd always have the most perfect couple pictures posted, whether it's small snippets of your dates or just you two laying about enjoying each others company.

-Cater would love spending all the time he can with you, always relying on your key eye of perfection when it comes to camera angles and lighting for new pictures.

-Just as sociable as you, so I can assure you, you'd be great friends with the light music club, the four of you sitting around the room after a practice gossiping about latest trends and school news.

-This relationship isn't too low or too high, it's perfect.

Ace Trappola:

-Oh where to start...

-The fact that you, a goldilocks personality, can even put up with the ever chaotic soul and spirit that is Ace is a blessing in it of itself. You're Riddle's favorite of all of Heartslabyul's significant others, obviously not counting his own.

-Whenever you're around, Ace clearly tries to impress you, which results in him losing his head. Though you're influence is definitely starting to rub off on our chaotic neutral boy here. With you adding an input in most situations, public or private, Ace starts to actually think through what he does or plans on doing.

-Despite constantly wanting to impress, he doesn't want to see you hurt because of his antics, most of what he does is only done if it means you're safe and ok.

-His love for you is beyond just right, and it makes your heart flutter every time.

Deuce Spade:

-Basically Ace 2.0 but with more braincells. This means he has two more braincells. Because Deuce follows in almost everything Ace does, it results in you sometimes getting stuck in the middle. Even if Deuce tries to keep you away, because of your sociable personality, it causes slight airheaded traits and moments.

-With the want to keep you safe and to be a son that his mother could be proud of, Deuce will do his best to make you happy, sometimes at the risk of facing Riddle's wrath.

-You want to come to an unbirthday with him? He's unknowingly annoying the dormhead for permission. You want him to sleepover and spend the whole night cuddling? He's sneaking out of the dorm to keep you warm in the bitter ramshackle hovel.

-Spending time in public with you is amusing, seeing you chattering about with almost every student is adorable, he loves seeing your eyes glittering and the bounce in your stance as you ramble. He does get jealous if your attention is on another for a while but can you blame him? You're just too cute when happy.

-While under his protection and in his loving arms, you'll be just right in this new world.

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Authors Note: Thank you for the request! As stated previously I won't be writing for specific characters due to not knowing enough about them, one of these characters is Trey Clover, I apologize if you were looking forward to his but I currently don't have too much knowledge about him.

[sewinaa]

Good morning!! I just got home from a 12hrs graveyard shift. Sobra sobrang nakakapagod!! Akala ko e may manganganak sa shift buti naipasa pa sa kapalitan hehe. Ligtas nanaman ehhh. Tulog na muna ako. Feel ko buong araw ako tulog ngayon 😅 Sya good night good night ^•ﻌ•^ฅ♡

[amenemisa]

Hello!~✨

I came to confess, I didn't mean Mori to be trans 😂💔💔

Only sometimes I have seen that a different version of the characters becomes interesting, for example! Mori in a parallel world, if it existed, it could be a girl :)🍓🌟✨

Or I mean a completely different type of anime characters, for example BSD in a completely opposite way!~✨

All its male characters are women in a parallel world and all its female characters are men... It's interesting🦉

And that... I really like your new art 😭💖💖💖 especially Mori's lips, also his face; he looked so small and cute and delicate 😭✨💖

I also love Mori in his original and original state 😊🌟🍓✨

Let me say this... in my gallery, which has 10,000 photos, 4,037 of them are art and fanart from Mori :)🌟✨🍓

My personality is usually such that I am not used to defending much; But when people say that Murray is a pedophile without knowing anything, I get really upset! I have many reasons why he is not a pedophile, I can talk about this until the morning; But I won't do this because I don't want to bore you 😂😭💔

In addition to all the talking I did 😅 I have a personal question, if you don't mind....of course, if you don't like it, you can not answer!~ I just wanted to know..."Are you a girl artist or Boy?"

Because I draw and design a lot myself... and most of the art I create is from Fukumori,... I got curious (of course, I'm not a digital artist! I'm terrible at digital design 💔 so I dare myself to only draw in the design...Design book )

I'm sorry for writing a long text😭 I'm just so happy to see someone who is both interested in Mori's character and answers my questions, besides you are from another country and that makes me totally curious and happy!~✨ 🍓🌟

A friend from another place on this planet!~ I wish you success in all stages of life (and your art) 🍭✨

Yes yes i know you didn't mean a trans Mori but if we think about him as a girl we need to go to an another dimension. I need a story for that dimension, i just can't draw a thing without a meaning :') So that means i should think about a dimension that Mori is a girl... (Oh yeah please don't get me wrong, i don't mean any harm)

Anyway! In any universe, i can't imagine him as a girl :') that's why i said that our original Mori is the best. And don't need to mention that i can't draw girls eheh...

Bsd in a completely opposite way- Ok Kouyou and Yosano would be so hot ᕕ( ՞ ᗜ ՞ )ᕗ But really, still i don't want fukuzawa and mori as a girl. And yes you're right, that would've been interesting~.

Haha another Mori lover, i love him so much either. But you know Fukuzawa is my heart (*´︶`*)ฅ♡

Oh well i agree that he's not pedophile. And i can talk about it for hours but yes like you said there's no need to bore anybody with this subject (but you can bore me, i would listen you all night).

I am a girl artist haha, you can say this just by looking at my drawings xD

Hey- IF YOU DRAW ABOUT FUKUMORI YOU MUST SHARE THEM WITH US -(or just with me please ╥﹏╥) and i am sure that your drawings are beautiful. Every drawing has its unique value (。・ω・。)

And you don't need to apologize for anything. I must apologize from you because of this late answer eheh... You can text me whenever you want, you can request anything etc!

Aww and thank you for your all good wishes! I hope the same for you~~

[declawedwildcat]

HI Lex!!! ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

For the writers asks how about 3 (what’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?) 20(what’s a favorite title for a fic you’ve written?) 22 (do you know how your fic will end before you start writing?) and 24. (share a moodboard for (one of) your current WIP(s).)

Hope u r having a good day/night, (and that i have not asked more than necessary)

Hi Mag ♡♡♡ Hope you're doing good too, and not at all! I love answering asks, it's been years since I got regular inbox stuff like these.

3. What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?

We Sail Together! It was so far out of my comfort zone – alternate universe, multi-chapter, plot-driven, so little romance that I felt like I was shoehorning the pairing in lol – but it was such a fun experience. I wasn't even originally going to write it as I only pledged art for the event, but I got so lost in the idea and ended up doing all the extras like the playlist and sketches because I just enjoyed building out that world. Who would've thought that sticking two things I really love into a blender would make a combination I get brainrot about? (sarcasm)

20. What’s a favorite title for a fic you’ve written?

Answered here! I'm fond of Anamnesis.

22. Do you know how your fic will end before you start writing?

Almost never 😂 I sometimes have a vague idea of an overall outline, but usually it's just a loose concept and maybe a strong sentence or two that I try to build in both directions from there. Occasionally the end condition will materialize after the first few paragraphs, but most of the time I get all the way through the emotional climax and then struggle with tying everything up nicely for a satisfying conclusion.

24. Share a moodboard for (one of) your current WIP(s).

Ooh, I don't usually make moodboards for any fics! Just for you I'll throw one together:

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[chabathevoid]

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[jollmaster]

ohhh, can I also ask you something about someone favorite?? Torse Harrum, yeah.. I won’t say anything except that I’ve liked him for a quite long time, thanks to you, haha. I'll be glad. warmest hugs (⁠ ͝⁠°⁠ ͜ ͝⁠°⁠⁠)/～♡

° for what reason did he join a gang of smugglers?

° who is he at odds with

° how often does he drink

° the main two positive sides

° the main two negative sides

° attitude towards tactility, care, etc.

° biographical scale

° temperament

° any habits

° main fear

° who is his complete opposite

° how often does he lie

° reaction to "I love you" from a dear person

° how he behaves when he is very happy

° how he behaves when he is very sad

° reaction to "I hate you" from a dear person

° what a voice and laugh he has

yes, you can ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

° because of good attitude towards Faustus Rott (Torse admires him, really)

° odds with Bellar Larr (ah, that grumpy gambler)

° Torse Harrum drinks pretty often, to be honest

° positive sides: friendly and ready to get better

° negative sides: lazy and chatty

° he loves this, but only with friends and family

° biographical scale: wonderful (his family was not very wealthy, but loving)

° temperament: sanguine

° some habits: goes to the night watch more often than many, because he likes to look at the stars and listen to crickets

° main fear: death of his wife

° complete opposite to Holmi

° often lies and even more often tells a lot of truth

° "I love you too, my moon, stars and sky"

° when Torse's very happy, he whistles; swears more often than usual, when he's unhappy

° "but why ._. "

° his voice and laugh: loud and LOUD