#he watches over your health and makes sure you're eating and sleeping well

[meownotgood]

Having dangerous thoughts of Aki with a breeding kink, after the two of you discuss wanting a child and one night things get steamy Aki takes it as a opportunity to put a baby in you

Moving you in so many positions, making sure all of his cum never drips out from your and having him fingering it back in, he might even cockwarm you to make sure it stays in there during the night

All to see his beautiful lover carry their child together and dream of finally having that family with you

I'M GONNA LOSE MY EVER LOVING MIND

oh my god.... aki who becomes obsessed with the idea of starting a family with you... who's obsessed with filling you with every last drop of his cum... he stays deep inside to make sure you're filled with all of it, shoving his fingers inside when his cum starts to drip out, muttering in your ear about how you have to take all of it, and how you're gonna look so perfect when you're carrying his child....

aki is usually very adamant about safe sex, always insisting on wearing a condom, but the second you tell him you want him to knock you up, he's throwing all of that out the window. he fucks you so desperately, he fills you with his cum every single night, without fail, just because he's so dedicated.

[hughiecampbelle]

The Boys Preference: You Falling Asleep

A/N: Not requested! I just thought it would be a cute idea! Requests are still open. Be sure to read my rules in the pinned post :) Feedback is always appreciated 💜💜💜

Butcher didn't want anyone visiting him in the hospital, but you weren't taking no for an answer. He'd been sleeping on and off, but when he work up again, you were asleep. Curled into a ball in one of the visitor chairs. You looked uncomfortable and cramped, but your expression was that of relief. For a little while you weren't worried about the state of the world or the future or his health. He knows you haven't been getting enough sleep. That didn't really matter when it felt like the world was ending every other day. When the nurses come in he makes sure to warn them. He couldn't be the cause of your fears and the one to wake you up. Someone brought a blanket and he gently placed it over you. He watched you, taking in this moment. You were finally relaxed. He knew you'd only done this because you were completely exhausted, you could barely keep your eyes open. It hurt him to know that he was a big reason why you couldn't eat or sleep or take care of yourself. He never meant to hurt you like this.

Hughie notices you can barely keep your eyes open. After that night at Tek Knights, you haven't been sleeping very well. You'd been so scared, so sure you were going to die with five new holes punctured into your body. You woke up from nightmares gasping for air, checking your skin for holes, afraid you were still in the sex dungeon. That you never got out. He's not sure how to talk to you about it and the guilt eats him alive. You and him are going through his files on Neuman when your head starts to fall only for you to startle awake. He insists you take a nap in his bed. You're reluctant, but you're so exhausted you eventually give in. He doesn't shut the door completely, wanting to be there if you have another nightmare. It's the least he can do.

Annie insists she'll stay awake for the both of you. The shape shifter captured you both. You were just at the wrong place at the wrong time. They ended up drugging the both of you. They switched between your two identities, tearing off their skin, taking your memories as well as your faces. Annie can see just how tired you are. Your skin is raw and you've run out of tears. She doesn't hold it against you. She fights against the chains quietly, hearing your breathing turn shallow. She would find a way out of this. She would get you out of this. You'd feel better after getting a good night's sleep. You weren't a Supe. You didn't have the abilities she had. And yet, she couldn't get them to work. She cursed herself for not protecting you, not saving you, not being a good enough Supe. She was grateful you weren't awake to see her fall apart like this.

M.M. does everything in his power not to wake you. You fell asleep on a surveillance mission in the van. You'd gotten so quiet, he felt like he was talking to himself. When he looked over, putting the binoculars down, you were curled in a ball in the passenger seat, fast asleep. He knows you haven't been sleeping well. If it's not the nightmares, it's the fear, the worrying. You recently admitted you'd kept a loaded gun where you could easily reach just in case. You were petrified something terrible would happen if you relaxed even a little, if you let your guard down. You needed this. He turns the engine off and puts his coat over you. He would've loved being able to talk about your heightened stress and anxiety, ways to cope, but this was a lot better. He hoped you'd feel safer, calmer after you woke up.

Frenchie freaks out a little internally. He thought you were dead. Your head was resting in your folded arms on your desk. Once he saw your body rise and fall with your breathing, he realized you weren't knocked out or dead. You were asleep. He thinks it's a little funny after getting over his initial panic. You've been working really hard lately. He wasn't sure how much sleep you were getting, if you were getting any at all. When the others walked in, bickering and laughing, he motions for them to be quiet. You needed this. Everyone whispers, going their separate ways. Frenchie turns down the lights, leaving a lamp on so that you're not totally in the dark. He wants you to rest as long as possible. You've been giving everything to this job, this cause, lately. You needed a lot more rest than this.

Kimiko knew you'd been having nightmares. It wasn't a secret. You confided in her one night that you haven't been sleeping well. Every time you close your eyes, you see Homelander. You feel his lasers slice through you until you're two halves. He's not just angry or upset, he's furious. You can't escape him. You two are hanging out when she notices you can't keep your eyes open. She tells you to lay down with your head on her lap. You laugh it off, but she's serious. She rubs circles between your shoulder blades, trying to ease you to sleep. When she notices your eyes are closed she doesn't stop. It brings her a lot of ease and relief knowing she can help you, at least a little. If you have another nightmare, if you face Homelander alone again, she'll be there when you wake up. She'll be there.

Bonus! Homelander either let's you sleep or orders you out of the room. If he likes you, he might warn the others to shut the fuck up. He'd move your meeting to another time and simply let you be. He might check on you every so often and when he sees you stirring he would gently wake you up, walk you to your room where you can sleep in a real bed instead of holding your head up in the board room. If he doesn't like you, he yells and berates and is this close to firing you before he realizes The Seven and Vought need you for your powers. You can apologize all you want, he won't listen. Either way you're completely embarrassed. You've just been so busy lately, it's been hard to fall asleep with everything going on.

[ellecdc]

I come with wolfstar comfort thoughts <3

When you're sick remus is wonderful, he hates seeing you ill so he does everything he can to help: makes you tea, maybe some soup, gets you some meds and puts you on the sofa with a blanket and a pillow (sirius's chest)

Sirius on the other hand is less sure of what to do but he still wants to help so he let's remus tell him what to do, he's in charge of physical stuff like carrying you to the sofa (even if you're perfectly capable of walking) and being your human pillow while remus is busy in the kitchen, he's also tasked with moral support which mainly consists of stupid jokes and funny stories (he has many of james being a total drama queen when he got ill in the dorms)

I hope you feel better soon <3

-💫anon

poor Siri - I had a vision for this and now that it's written, I'm not sure I quite hit the mark, but let me know what you think! and thanks for your request <3

poly!wolfstar x sick!reader who they plan to nurse back to health

CW: fem!reader, cold/flu symptoms, brief passing mention of Sirius' childhood (no details), fluff

Sirius closed the door behind him and tossed his keys haphazardly into the dish that Remus insisted they go in, causing a loud clanging which echoed through the hallway. 

He realised only then how quiet the flat was in comparison which was rather unusual for this time of day as you and Remus always managed to beat Sirius home. 

Sirius felt some tension ease from his face (and body and soul) when he saw a familiar head of tawny curls over the back of the couch. 

His plans for a surprise upside-down Spiderman style kiss - to what he had assumed was a sleeping Moony having fallen asleep reading a book - was foiled when Sirius came around the top of the couch to see you - looking particularly pathetic - curled up and resting your head in Remus’ lap fast asleep. 

“Wha-?” Sirius asked dumbly, looking between Remus’ sad smile and your sleeping form - you seemed flushed and were breathing with your mouth open, likely because you couldn’t breathe from your nose.

“Hey Pads.” Remus offered quietly.

“What happened?”

Remus grimaced as he looked down at you and brushed some of your hair away from your face; you didn’t even stir. “I don’t think she ever made it to work today; I got home and found her on the couch.”

And Sirius could see that this was likely true, based on the vast amount of evidence that you’d been living on the sofa. 

You’d tried to contain your used tissues to a paper bag but there were a few stragglers from where you no doubt lacked the strength to put much effort into aiming anymore. A half empty waterbottle and a bowl of soup with a layer of film on the top sat dejectedly on the coffee table along with a packet of Benilyn with a few missing tablets.

“Poor babydoll.” Sirius cooed as he rubbed Remus’ shoulder. 

Remus turned to press a kiss to Sirius’ hand before gently lifting your head in order to stand.

“We’ll nurse her back to health in no time.”

Sirius felt his eyebrows furrowed as he watched Remus gently lower your head onto a throw pillow; still never managing to rouse you from your sleep. 

“How do we do that?” Sirius asked.

Remus hummed as he made for the kitchen and Sirius followed him much like a lost puppy. “Well she needs lots of rest, and we should try to get her to eat before we give her anything to bring down her fever; she hardly ate any of the soup she made earlier. Maybe some Chamomile too. But I want to start by bringing her fever down.” He said with finality as he started puttering in the kitchen. 

“What should I do?” Sirius asked like a child helping their parents in the kitchen; he felt worse than useless, he felt like he was in the way.

This is what happens when you don’t have a loving family; you don’t always know how to love - the verb to love, the action of loving someone. 

Sirius feels love, he knows that much. He just doesn’t always know what to do with all of that love.

Luckily for him, he had two of the loveliest partners in the world to help him on that end. 

Remus turned to smile softly at Sirius before leaning down to peck a kiss to his head. “Go change into some comfies and I’ll put you to work.”

And well, Sirius didn’t need to be told twice. 

Officially donned in his favourite pair of sweats and a long sleeve band tee, Sirius returned to find Remus knelt in front of you on the couch as he whispered. 

“I know, Dovey.” Sirius could hear Remus coo quietly as he approached. “Think you can try for me, though?”

You made a sound halfway between a groan and a sob as you pulled yourself into a seated position and accepted a cup of tea from Remus. 

“Too much honey.” You protested meekly without even taking a sip; Sirius was sure he could smell the honey from where he was standing.

“It’ll help your throat, love.” 

You groaned again but took a dutiful sip which earned you a beaming smile from Remus. 

“I feel horrid.” You croaked, and Remus - god love him - managed to not grimace at the sound; Sirius was thankful he was stationed behind the sofa where you couldn’t see him, because he was not as gracious as your other boyfriend. 

“I bet. When did you last take these?” Remus asked as he motioned towards the medication.

“It was early, I think around eleven.” 

Remus hummed in acknowledgement as he stood from his crouched position. “You should be okay to have more once you’ve got something in your stomach, then. I’ll make soup, okay? Here Pads.” He pointed towards Remus’ now vacated spot on the couch. 

Sirius offered you a sad smile as you turned to look at him. “When did you get home?” You queried.

Remus scoffed in response. “I’m surprised he didn’t wake you, sweet girl, the way he comes in and throws his shit everywhere.”

Sirius scoffed in faux offence. “I am very graceful, thank you very much.”

Whoever said laughter was the best medicine was a sodding liar, because though Sirius got what he had sort of wanted (which was to see you smile), your chuckle quickly turned into a coughing fit. 

“Alright, that’s it.” Remus chided jokingly. “Sirius, lay here please.”

Sirius dutifully followed Remus’ direction and laid back on the sofa with his head resting on the arm and his legs spread, welcoming you into his arms as Remus encouraged you to lay back down with your head resting on Sirius’ stomach. 

“Neither of you are to move until Y/N is better.” Remus ordered with severity no one truly believed. 

“I hope she never gets better then.” Sirius harrumphed as he burrowed further into the sofa beneath him and rubbed loving strokes up and down your back as you wormed your hands around Sirius’ middle. 

“That’s mean.” You pouted.

“I was just saying that to our tyrant, dolly; you get better but pretend you’re not so we can trick him into letting us stay like this forever, deal?” 

“Deal.” You agreed with a sniffling sigh, causing Sirius to tsk in sympathy. 

“My poor sweet girl, so poorly. S’breaking my heart.”

Sirius could feel the heat radiating from your forehead as you hid your face in his stomach.

“I feel a bit better now.” You barely got out without coughing. 

“Forgive me if I don’t believe you, babygirl.” Sirius said with a sad chuckle. 

“It’s true.” You insisted sleepily, turning your head again so that your cheek was pressed against Sirius as you looked up somewhat dopily at him. “It’s always better when you guys are here.” 

And you were likely a little loopy from your fever, feeling more than vulnerable in your current state, and sufficiently doted upon by both Remus and Sirius; but Sirius couldn’t help but admit you were certainly onto something.

Sirius always felt better when the two of you were around too.

[rkvriki]

— kisses with enhypen

heyy!! i haven't been writing much im sorry! im trying to focus on my mental health coz your girl here was stressing with tests. anywayy hope you enjoy this idea i got from pinterest!

make sure to leave feedback. my requests are open and so is my talk box so let's talk!

WARNINGS ! mentions of insecurities, kissing thighs but in a sfw way! might contain grammar errors.

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LEE HEESEUNG !

— kisses your earlobe

heeseung is a tease when it comes to kissing you and he knows how you get when he kisses your earlobe.

sometimes you both are just cuddling, watching a movie and he will slowly start trailing kisses from your jaw, up to your cheek and your earlobe. 

he knows you will get ticklish and he loves seeing a reaction out of you just for the heck of it.

he will leave soft kisses there and might even suck the area, making you squirm and push him away, telling him to stop but he knows damn well you don’t want him to stop.

 — kisses your stomach

it's a tender and loving type of kiss.

hee loves taking naps while lying his head on your chest or tummy while you run your fingers through his hair.

when he’s half awake he will slip your shirt up a little just to reveal your stomach and will kiss it while running his hand through your waist, making you feel butterflies in your tummy.

if you ever feel insecure about your body or your stomach specifically he will love to kiss it even more, showing you how much he loves every inch of you.

rest under the cut !

PARK JONGSEONG !

— kisses your cheek

a sweet and basic kiss but still one of his favorite places to kiss.

jay will kiss your cheek in a simple way of greeting you or as a loving gesture.

sometimes you're doing simple chores and he’ll come behind you and leave chaste kisses from your neck to your cheek, giving special attention to it.

or you’re working on your computer and he will lean down to kiss your cheek lovingly, making you fold into his touch.

he just loves your cheeks so much, no matter if they are slim or chubby he will love them.

— kisses your collarbones

jay laying on your chest when you guys sleep together.

when he wakes up normally you aren’t awake yet, so he always finds a way to wake you up so you can eat breakfast together.

he will start kissing you neck down to your collarbones, since he has easy access to it from his head laying on your chest.

he starts softly sucking your collarbones, without any intentions behind, just as a soft gesture.

 when you finally wake up he will slide up and kiss your cheek and tell you to get ready to go eat breakfast.

SIM JAEYUN !

— kisses your forehead

to jake a kiss on the forehead can be so gentle and loving, and sometimes a way of showing he cares about you.

sometimes you just had a long day and just wanted to be in jake’s arms and he will be right at your service.

he will embrace you and tell you reassuring words while gently rubbing your back and down.

he will slightly pull away, still keeping you in his arms and will look at you with a smile and lean down to your height to leave a sweet kiss on your forehead while holding you tighter.

he is definitely is the type to rest his chin on the top of your head while hugging you.

— kisses your lips

jake has the most kissable lips ever, i have said it before and i will keep saying it over and over again.

even though it’s the most common and obvious place to kiss someone, it’s the most romantic for jake.

he loves watching your lips when you talk, which makes you frustrated and he knows it.

sometimes you will be rambling about whatever and he will interrupt you with a kiss on your lips making you whine in complaint. he pulls back and smirks at you and nods for you to keep going, making you roll your eyes at him.

PARK SUNGHOON !

—  kisses your fingertips

sunghoon does this almost unconsciously.

you two would be talking on the couch of your living room, a random movie playing in the background as you talked about random topics.

as you were laying down he held your hand in his, playing with the ring he gave you on your finger as he listened to you talking.

he would bring your hand to his lips as he left light kisses on each of your fingertips, covering your smaller hand with his bigger one when he finished.

he didn’t even realize you stopped talking and were looking at him with a smile, making him blush and get shy at you.

— kisses your shoulder

sunghoon loves kissing our shoulder in a confronting and loving way.

he does it mostly when he is hugging you from behind.

we all know he isn’t much of a morning person, but you make them a little better from him.

so when he wakes up and doesn’t find you on your side of the bed, he gets up to find you in the kitchen making breakfast for both of you.

he comes up behind you, wrapping his muscled arms around your waist, startling you a little bit.

he rests his chin on your shoulder as he watches you making the food. he pushes the sleeve of your shirt down a little just enough to reveal the skin of your shoulder and starts leaving kisses there, making your heart flutter.

KIM SUNOO !

— kisses your nose

sunoo has a special love for your nose.

he just loves how well it suits, no matter if it’s pointy, button, long or small, he loves it. it’s his favorite feature of yours.

he loves seeing it scrunch up when you laugh at something he said.

he will purposely make you laugh just to see it cutely twitch and don’t you dare hide it with your hands.

he will kiss your nose mid laugh making you scrunch it up even more.

he finds it such a cute and playful gesture and it shows so much affection and adoration.

— kisses your neck

sunoo finds neck kisses very intimate not in a sexual way but in a romantic one.

sunoo is a big cuddler and he loves being cuddled. he prefers when you hold him instead of him holding you.

so when you two are laying down in your bed ready to go to sleep, he is wrapped around you like a koala, with you holding him in your arms, he hides his face in your neck, fitting like a puzzle.

he softly inhales your scent, fresh out of the shower, his lashes softly fluttering tickling your neck, making you giggle lightly.

he starts leaving light, soft kisses on your neck, making you sigh happily and squeeze him tighter in your embrace.

YANG JUNGWON !

— kisses the corner of your lips

jungwon is a tease and loves leaving you wishing for more.

it is a playful and flirty gesture, maybe corny but it makes you laugh at the playful face he makes after.

you two would be fooling around with each other on your couch. jungwon would kiss everywhere in your face but your lips, purposely avoiding your lips just to tease you.

you would start whining in annoyance for him avoiding the place where you craved his lips the most.

he would start kissing your cheek again slowly trailing his lips towards your own, reaching the corner and leaving a kiss there. his lips hover yours and when he went to finally kiss you he gets up, laughing at your dumbfounded expression.

— kisses your inner thighs

jungwon does this in a non sexual way obviously. he just knows it tickles you and does it to annoy you.

he loves laying between your thighs, with his back resting on your stomach, while your legs rest at his sides.

you watch movies like that all the time, while his fingers softly caress your legs.

when jungwon gets bored he starts leaving kisses from your knee to your inner thigh, smooching them softly, making you giggle from the tickling sensation it leaves on your skin.

he starts leaving more kisses just to tickle you, pushing your legs down so you can’t run away from him.

NISHIMURA RIKI !

— kisses your lower lip

niki is very passionate when it comes to you, and kissing your lower lip to him shows a lot of passion and it’s an intimate gesture.

you and niki don’t spend a lot of time together, since he has a very busy schedule and you still study, so when you both have time together you spend it at home enjoying each other's presence in each other's arms.

niki starters leaving cute and short pecks on your lips, until you hold his nape making the kiss linger for a little more.

he pulls back and leans down targeting your lower lip, taking it between his plush ones.

the action makes your heart flutter and your cheeks heat up, especially when he bites your lip while pulling back and watches your flustered reaction.

— kisses the top of your head

niki finds this such a nurturing and loving gesture. it’s also a comforting kiss for you.

he loves hugging you and since he is so tall he rests his head on top of yours as he embraces you.

when he knows you are feeling more gloomy and down he will just come up to you and hug you, letting you release all your emotions.

he rubs you back comfortingly and hugs you tighter as your sobs grow and you let out your cries of sadness.

when you calm down he pulls back a little to wipe your tears and kisses the top of your head, letting his lips linger there and your breath calms down.

[shiyorux]

Jujutsu Kaisen Characters when you faint —

—

Picks you up and walks around with you like that on their shoulder all day. (Glares at anybody who questions or even looks at it.)

If you somehow fainted throughout the day, and happened to be around them, they’d definitely take the oppurtunity to just throw you over their shoulder and call it a day. Then would proceed to walk through the whole day with you on their shoulder.

Of course, eventually they’d drop the monotone facade and get a little concerned when you don’t wake up, as they had been under the impression that you’d just exhausted yourself and needed a long good nights rest.

“Brat? Why aren’t you waking up?” He has to check that you’re actually breathing and not dead for a minute, then gets annoyed when you just don’t want to wake up.

“Wake up, don’t leave me here brat.”

GETO SUGURU, Toji Fushiguro, RYOMEN SUKUNA, Naoya Zenin,

—

Takes a picture of you on snapchat with all sorts of funny filters and sends it to your friends. (They save it too.)

You were probably lounging on the couch with them for whatever reason out of boredom. Maybe you were watching some random movie or tv-series that they had found and wanted to show you, or you were just hanging out.

Or you could've just have been at Jujutsu Tech doing absolutely nothing.

But you were so exhausted from your last mission that you ended up fainting and falling asleep where you sat. And all they did was find it funny, then quietly grab their phone and snap tons of pictures of you, occasionally leaning your head back so they could get a good shot of your face.

So the moment you woke up, your phone was getting spammed with people sending you text messages. Some were trying to jokingly warn you that you were being taken photos of, and some of them were just replies to your story.

Well it's safe to say you're never taking a nap beside them again. (They totally saved all of the photos.)

GOJO SATORU, Yuji Itadori, KINJI HAKARI, Mahito if he had a phone,

—

Grabs a blanket and tucks you in, doesn’t matter where you are.

The title pretty much states it.

This one also heavily applies to Higuruma, like, the man took a bath in a tub with CLOTHES on... (and in a courtroom aswell???)

This probably takes place when you're fighting curses with them (or sorcerers for that sake)

You faint and their immediate instinct is to make you comfortable whatever place you have decided to leave your consciousness at. They're not entirely sure if they're really allowed to move you around without your consent so they just refrain from doing so, and instead just give you a blanket.

Because, the rubble isn't exactly a comfortable place to be sleeping, right?

But they might have to explain to you when you wake up why you're tucked in a blanket in the middle of rubble and blood. (they were making sure the curses weren't gonna eat you)

CHOSO KAMO, Todo Aoi, Hiromi Higuruma,

—

Gives you an icepack, because they don’t know what else to do.

Okay lets be honest here, they would panic. Like panic. Like, at first they don’t know what to do. One moment you’re standing with them the next you’re on the floor sleeping.

But the only thing they can wrap their heads around is that something might be wrong with you, so they give you an icepack. Nothing like, maybe carrying you to the infirmary because fainting suddenly definitely isn’t weird, but no. They do that. It doesn’t even have to be them giving you anything, they just stand there, speechless, not knowing what to do.

Poor Inumaki might panic more than the rest and accidently knock himself out too.

TOGE INUMAKI, Hajime Kashimo, Kokichi Muta,

—

Actually carries you to an infirmary because they are genuinely concerned for your health.

This might've happened while you were on a mission, or when you were just around them outside of Jujutsu work.

You were just casually sitting next to them, doing your thing when you suddenly fainted on their shoulder. In the start they panicked a little bit but they quickly calmed down and realized it might be the best idea to get you some help.

Because, what if you have some disease??

But their worries were turned down when they were told you just weren't watching on how much you were drinking.

Now they won't stop telling you to go drink something. (they have ptsd)

YUTA OKKOTSU, Megumi Fushiguro, KENTO NANAMI,

—

Honorable mentions:

Kenjaku would either ignore you or just straight up let you do your thing and faint. He wouldn’t bother to disturb you either when you’re sleeping. But he’d probably watch you. (maybe throw you into a river and see what happens but ykyk)

:3

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[prettyoatmeal]

TF141 Taking Care of Sick Reader!

A/N: Guys I'm so sick right now. This cold has hit me like a truck at full speed. I literally slept 13 hrs today?!?!?!?!?!? So lets go guys, sick HC's because I need some comfort.

Masterlist here!

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Price just doesn't care because he rarely ever gets sick. Whenever you catch a cold, he's just unfazed because he knows his body well.

This man will PAMPER you. He'll cook you whatever you're craving, and if you're not hungry, you're getting force fed a few cups of broth just so there's something in you.

He'll run you a bath with the soap you love so much, making sure it's nice and steamy in the way you like it. And while your nose his clearing up from the steam, he's massaging your shoulders and the back of your neck and wherever you ask him to. Because he'll be damned if his love has to spend one more second with their body aching.

Taking medicine with him is a chore for both of you. Him because he has to deal with your stubbornness, and you because liquid medicine tastes awful and theres no getting around it. He's just there holding the spoon with the burgundy coloured syrup and you're turning away every time he gets it close to your mouth.

"Sweetheart, I know it tastes awful but it's only here to make you feel better."

Ends up bribing you with taking you out to your favourite restaurant when you're better, but lets face it, he would've taken you anyway.

"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?"

And once you've finally taken it, disregarded the disgusted look on your face, he's actively kissing you on your cheeks, your forehead, maybe your lips as well despite how much you try to pull away from them. But you give in of course. He's only looking out for you and you love him too much.

Gaz I think would be a bit of a germaphobe at first.

Illness on the battlefield? Sure, he can deal with that, who cares Sickness at home?? Nope, the antiseptic spray is coming out and getting sprayed onto every surface of your flat.

You're not getting out of bed until you're sure you're fine because he'll be damned if he catches it from you. He's making sure every second of the day that you're fed, you're hydrated, you're comfy.

If you ask him very nicely, he'll let you cuddle up to him if you promise to not sneeze on him. But when you're finally in his arms, he sees your flushed face, your bleary eyes, the way you cling onto him so tightly even though you're so weak, fading in and out of sleep and he feels himself falling in love all over again.

"Poor baby. I'll take care of you, don't worry."

It happens every single time, it's hilarious. His mind changes every single time. Even if you sneeze on him, you'll get nothing more than a slight scolding as he holds a tissue up to your nose.

Medicine is different with him. Mixes it with your hot tea knowing just how much you hate taking it. If you question why it tastes so weird, he blames it on the temperature distorting the flavour and your messed up taste buds.

And it works, you never question it again.

After that, he'll turn your favourite show on just as background noise and it isn't long until you're falling asleep on top of him.

Ghost is not letting you lift a finger. If you stand up to go get something to eat or drink before he deems you of proper health, he's sweeping you off your feet and laying you back into bed.

"I can do things by- achoo! -by myself."

"No you can't. Stay put, lovie. I'll get your plate for you."

Doesn't want to make it seem like he's babying you.. but he definitely just is.

Simon is normally really good with letting you have your independence, he never wants to make it feel like you don't have a choice. But in times like these where you need to rest, he is having absolutely none of it and there's nothing you can do other that yourself be dragged back to your room.

This man will also chase you around the flat to make sure you take the medicine because you better get through this, and on his watch, you will be.

"Open up, Princess." while you keep turning your head away. Much like John, he definitely needs to bribe you with the shoes you saw on the way home one day or that new restaurant that opened a week ago. And only then you finally take it, gagging at the chemically taste.

After that, you will constantly be swaddled in warmth no matter what. Whether it be him since he's pretty much a radiator himself, a hot bath, or a million blankets and plushies. He just wants you as comfortable as possible for your weakened state.

For baths, it's almost certain he will join you. He'll let you lean back on him as he massages your shoulders, your arms, your thighs and legs. And you're left so dizzy and hazy because he's soothing your aching body so well.

He probably catches it a week after you, once you're already better and then it's your turn to take care of him :3 and you know just how Simon feels about being pampered and looked after.

Soap would be sick with you but stubborn as ever to let you take care of him.

He's just way too touchy and kissy and feely when you're infected, it's awful. Makes fun of you for having a bad immune system even though his is just as bad, if not worse.

"Shut your gob, Bonnie. I won't catch it. it's just a wee cold."

He catches it and it was more than just a 'wee cold'. You're both so weak, bodies throbbing and aching all over but he's still determined to make you his priority.

Going to the bathroom is a hassle because when you go, he'll go. He can't leave his love alone, not in this state! He'll stand outside the door like a cat does, just waiting.. and waiting.. and oh! You've accidentally opened the door on him because he can barely pay attention to whatever's in front of him.

To make up for it, you help ice his forehead.

He'll cook for you, infecting the kitchen with his boy-germs. But it's great because he can just put a few cups of broth up to a simmer and drink it with you on the couch.

Once it's time to take medicine, you both chicken out because it just tastes so gross. But knowing you have to take it, you made a deal to take it at the same time. You're both disgusted but clink your mugs together and use your tea as chasers.

Cheers!

Will sneeze on you more than once by accident. He's gross but we love him.

He definitely tries (keyword is tries) to stay awake long enough for you to make sure you're peacefully sleeping through your sick, but he definitely gets knocked out the moment he cuddles up against you.

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GRAHHHHH I'm so sick I'm going to bed. Cheers guys, goodnight

[dduane]

Hello,

I am currently getting excited about visiting my first WorldCon.

So I wondered if you'll attend? And if so, what's your protocoll for being accosted by strangers (aka me 🙈)?

Also, do you have any tips for a firsty? 🥺

Mel

Hi there!

Unfortunately @petermorwood and I can't make Worldcon in Glasgow this time out. We will be guesting in a week and a bit at the International Discworld Convention in Birmingham (to which we committed last year).

We were open to the possibility that we might be able to do Glasgow as well. But a combination of financial and health issues—the "health" issues meaning the arthritis in my hips and the disc trouble in my lower spine—have over the last six months made it plain that trying to do two conventions in one month wasn't going to work out. (shrug/sigh) Them's the breaks. Sorry about that: we'll miss you.

Meanwhile, you should have a great time there! And a first time at Worldcon is always a blast.

Some advice in passing:

(1) First, and maybe most important: strategize. This is quite a large event compared to other conventions you might have done (besides media megacons like SDCC or similar).

There'll be multiple programming tracks with all kinds of things going on. So take your time, spend some time examining whatever downloadable form of their program that the con may be making available, and see what interests you most.

Make a list of what you want to see. Do some ranking of items. Add a few interesting alternates in case items get changed or delayed.

(2) Once you're on site: get clear as quickly as you can on how long it will take you to get from wherever you're staying to where the programming is happening. Take note of how long it takes to get around from one part of the convention centre to another. Once you have this basic data, be aware that you'll probably need to add time to account for slow elevetors (in hotels or at the con venues) and to deal with lines that may form up outside of busy popular events.

(3) Don't forget to set aside some time to see both the dealers' room(s) and the art show. I never did get to see the art show in Dublin in 2019, which continues to drive me a bit nuts (as I have a long history of volunteering at Worldcon art shows).

(4) Keep an eye on your food and drink intake. Make sure to eat. Make sure to stay hydrated! ...It is surprisingly easy to forget to do one or both of these at a Worldcon when things start to get exciting.

There are usually places in the venue itself where you can grab a sandwich and a soft drink if you have no time for anything else. Seriously, make sure you take time to do this.

Also. if you've got the spare cash to do it: Watch out for people who need feeding but don't have the cash. Do what you can to assist them. There are routinely some folks around who've spent every penny getting to the con, and as a result have shortchanged themselves on the money they need to eat. Feeding the hungry is a good thing to do.

(5) Make sure you sleep. Cons are not pleasant when you're so tired you're hallucinatory, or microsleeping without warning and falling down stairs and escalators and things.

(6) If you like to dance, try to make it to John Scalzi's dance party! These are always memorable. John does the DJ-ing, and does a great job of it.

(7) Go outside and breathe the fresh air occasionally. While doing so, please do your best not to fall in the Clyde. :)

(8) Go to the bars, whether you plan to drink alcoholically or not. UK conventions have a long tradition of Bar Cons, where writers routinely congregate between program items, sometimes in surprising numbers. At this one in particular, since George R. R. Martin seems to not be on any panels, he has said he's going to be "in the bar" meeting people a lot: so that's something to think about.

(9) Other than that: meet people, talk to people, be excited about stuff, learn about new stuff to be excited about! That's always been the great joy of Worldcons for me.

And have a great con!

[berylcups]

La Squadra X Reader

What’s their sleeping habits like?

CW: sleep paralysis, sleep talking, lingerie, boners 😳

Notes: hey, here’s another HC with some X Reader elements mixed in! I hope you all enjoy! If you enjoy these types of posts please feel free to send in an ask! I could always use more inspiration! 💜 Beryl

Risotto-

What time do they prefer to go to bed?: Being a leader it’s hard to stick to a routine but unless it’s critical, his team urges him to have a scheduled bedtime for his own health. He typically goes to bed around 1 AM. This is late enough where he can help out some of the night owls and able to get up early enough to help the daytime loving teammates.

What time do they prefer to get up?: since he's on a schedule, he gets up around 9. If he’s extra exhausted no later than 10:30 am.

Do they have a bedtime routine?: He goes around checking on everyone who’s still up and makes sure they’re okay and don’t need anything before he goes to his room. He brushes his teeth aggressively, the bristles on the toothbrush are fucking frayed. He's too tired to shower at night. The last time he did that he fell asleep standing up and you had to get some help dragging him out of the shower into bed. 😬 he’s a morning shower person now.

What position do they sleep in?: he sleeps on his back. He won’t voice it but expects you to treat him like a body pillow or sleep on top of him. He’s too broke for a weighted blanket and you're the best alternative. He’s completely at peace feeling you up against him and will wrap an arm around you as if you were his own teddy bear.

Any sleeping disorders/behaviors?: he has nightmares that he doesn’t remember and he sleep talks… it would be no problem if what he said wasn’t so cryptic.

“They come at dawn…” “The secret society smells your fear” “the night sky has eyes…they’re watching.” 😰

What do they sleep in?: surprisingly more clothes than when he’s awake. He wears his favorite Metallica shirt and pajama pants. He doesn’t like being cold when he’s sleeping

Formaggio-

What time do they prefer to go to bed?: if he doesn’t have a busy day he’ll go to bed at about 2 am. If he has a particularly tough mission, maybe 11pm at the earliest.

What time do they prefer to get up?: if Prosciutto isn’t around, 12 PM. But about 10 AM. Pros won’t let anyone sleep later than Risotto!

Do they have a bedtime routine?: routine? What routine? Luckily you’re the one to put him into a routine. He has his nighttime shower that he INSISTS that you join him on. Fun and games is fine but make sure he remembers to actually wash up! He’ll brush his teeth and loudly gargle his mouth wash. Don’t let him snack afterwards or else he’ll have to brush his teeth again! 😩 Cavities are no joke Maggio!

What position do they sleep in?: He starts out on his left side while spooning you. It’s good for your stomach and he loves being the big spoon. If he snores you’ll have to gently roll and nudge him on to his back so he’ll stop… he sounds like a chainsaw. 😖

Any sleeping disorders/behaviors?: well he snores and he’s a bed snacker. Make sure he doesn’t bring any snacks into the bedroom. We don’t want crumbs in the bedding! He’ll whine and beg to eat chips/crisps in the bed but you gotta stay firm. No snacks in the bed!

What do they sleep in?: just his boxers. He’s a simple man. Why does he need to spend money on clothes to go to bed in if it’s just you and him? Boxers it is! Besides…he hates getting too warm when he’s sleeping.

Illuso-

What time do they prefer to go to bed?: 11 PM. He’d like to go to bed a bit earlier but his shows come on later at night and he doesn’t want to miss them so the minute they’re over he’s ready to go to bed.

What time do they prefer to get up?: 7AM he wants to get up earlier than most of the others so he can steal all the hot water when he showers. So rude 😤

Do they have a bedtime routine?: He has his extensive 7 step skincare routine. He includes you in it because it’s good for your skin and for your self esteem. He likes to brush your hair and demands that you undo his pigtails and brush his hair too. He won’t admit it but it’s very obvious but brushing his hair makes him all soft and lovey dovey.

What position do they sleep in?: it starts out on his right side spooning you but as he falls deeper into sleep he sleeps on his belly…if it’s hot out he starfishes his entire body over bed and you have to either sleep on top or under his arms and legs. 😅

Any sleeping disorders/behaviors?: he gets…nighttime wood 🪵 he doesn’t do anything rude but having something stick you in the ass while you're spooning and trying to sleep is kinda uncomfortable 🥴 other than that he’s perfect! No snoring no sleep talking no tossing and turning no nothing! Just don’t bring his attention to it… it’s uh, embarrassing. 😳

What do they sleep in?: just a pair of breezy lounge pants. Definitely plaid or some other unisex pattern.

Prosciutto-

What time do they prefer to go to bed?: 10PM going to bed early means for a more productive day tomorrow! He’s a workaholic and if he’s not working a late night he wants to be in bed.

What time do they prefer to get up?: no later than 6:30 am. He’s a strict 8 hour a night man. He doesn’t let anyone sleep in past Risotto. He thinks it’s downright disrespectful and lazy! Risotto is working his ass off and you’re still in bed? Not on his watch.

Do they have a bedtime routine?: he undoes his hair ties and brushes his hair. He uses all his fancy overnight face and hair products to go to bed in. He invites you in on the night time ritual as well as long as it works for your skin and hair chemistry. And just riiiight before sleep he gets his nightcap in. 🥴 he loves his fancy booze , helps him sleep 😴 not very healthy but there’s worse things he could be doing

What position do they sleep in?: he sleeps on his left side. He's really picky about what position he sleeps in. He has his left arm under his pillow and his right arm around your waist. Even when sleeping he feels the need to hold and protect you. 💕

Any sleeping disorders/behaviors?: if he sleeps in any other position other than his left side he gets sleep paralysis. He won’t admit it but it really unnerves him. Not being able to control your body and hallucinating God knows what will stay on his mind the entire day, maybe days. No wonder why he only sleeps on one side. He won’t let you know if he had an episode but he’ll be a little more quiet than usual. Don’t bring it up but give him a big hug and kiss to comfort him. ❤️

What do they sleep in?: he sleeps in fancy name brand silk button up pajamas. No patterns, just dark colors like navy blue, forest green, and burgundy.

Pesci-

What time do they prefer to go to bed?: 10PM, Prosciutto expects him to go to bed and get up at the same time as him. 🥲 poor guy never has a say in anything

What time do they prefer to get up?: 6:45 AM, it takes a little while for prosciutto to get up and get ready so he takes advantage of that by sleeping in an extra few minutes.

Do they have a bedtime routine?: He always has a warm glass of milk before bed to help him wind down. Then he likes to brush his teeth and take a bubble bath 🧼. He’s pretty big but if you wanna join him he’ll do what he can to make room. Just make sure it’s just for washing and relaxation…anything lewd will give the poor boy a nose bleed and make him faint! 😰

What position do they sleep in?: He sleeps on his right side in a fetal position. You get to be the big spoon! 🥄 no matter how big or small you are, knowing you’re right behind him makes him feel cozy and secure. 🥺

Any sleeping disorders/behaviors?: his legs are a little restless so they twitch every so often and he drools just a teeny bit. Not a lot like some others ! It’s hardly noticeable!

What do they sleep in?: He has his favorite T shirt and pair of silk pajama pants that Prosciutto gave him. He has a matching button up pajama top but it’s too warm and too restrictive for it to be comfortable for him.

Melone-

What time do they prefer to go to bed?: sleep? What sleep? This sex goblin pulls all nighters. Once you’re able to wrangle this self destructive nut, he’ll go to bed around 3 AM.

What time do they prefer to get up?: 9 AM, he doesn’t require as much sleep as others.

Do they have a bedtime routine?: He takes a shower with a 4 step shampoo/conditioning system and an exfoliating moisturizing body scrub. And don’t forget about the body butter when he’s done. The water goes cold before he’s done with everything! You’re more than welcome to use his products but…in what order do you use all these things???

What position do they sleep in?: on either side with you facing him so you can wrap each other's limbs around one another. He just loves being as close to you as possible!

Any sleeping disorders/behaviors?: he drools…quite a bit. 😬 his pillow case is always a little moist. He needs it to be extra cool in his room or he has a habit of kicking the blankets off.

What do they sleep in?: just his underwear. 😳 particularly a thong or a pair of your underwear that he took of yours.

Ghiaccio-

What time do they prefer to go to bed?: 9 PM He goes to bed the earliest because he expends so much energy mentally and physically. He's exhausted by bed time. You can tell when he’s tired because his rants are less animated and aggressive. Also he rubs his eyes when he’s tired.

What time do they prefer to get up?: 5:30 AM he gets up way before anyone else. Early mornings are good so he can get his cardio in. He also needs his quiet time without anyone around to bother him…and he needs to get that hot water for a shower before illuso steals it all. 🙄

Do they have a bedtime routine?: He does a few stretches to get out all that extra nervous energy, he kinda looks like a cat when he makes a big stretch and yawns 🥱. He brushes any knots out of his soft blue curls and then he aggressively brushes his teeth with an electric toothbrush. The bristles get frayed way before the brush head needs to be changed. 😭 he really likes it when you run your hand through his curls and gently scratch his head. Don’t call him a kitty boy, that makes him spicy.🌶️ and not the fun kind of spicy 😔

What position do they sleep in?: fetal position and he wraps himself around your body. He likes intertwining his legs with yours. You're his self warming body pillow. He’s a light sleeper so if you leave his arms it’s gonna wake him up and get a little crabby. But what are you supposed to do? Pee the bed? He expects you to have all your affairs in order before bed so you don’t move out his arms and wake him up!

Any sleeping disorders/behaviors?: he sleep talks. There’s not a single part of his day where he’s not vocal. Hope you’re not a light sleeper because he talks a lot. But you should have known that already when you started a relationship with him! He has the oddest arguments. You don’t know what he’s talking about but it’s pretty funny at times!

“Ramen is not a pasta shithead…”

“We’re out of butane.”

“Thank you…come again.”

What do they sleep in?: t shirt and thick lounge pants , he’s always cold 🥶

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓬 [Main Work]

You're supposed to keep him in check and integrate him into earth's society while he recovers from the aftereffects of catching a viral infection on his planet. All that, while you get to earn a pretty good monthly compensation for your efforts from the government of his and your planet.

Or more simplified: You're a paid babysitter for a 7' tall alien who's caught a virus that makes him act purely on instincts, rather than logic. Oh yeah- and he tried to eat your neighbor's pet bird. Yeah...

Tags/Warnings: Alien!Jungkook, Human!Reader, Yes I'm writing that story..., mentions of doctors visits (needles, injections, medical terms, blood), mild Angst, so much chaos, he almost eats a bird once oops, mild Angst, strangers to lovers, more TBA

Length: 4k words

A/N: THERE IS NO TAGLIST. THERE IS NO TAGLIST FOR THIS. THERE REALLY ISNT. DO NOT ASK.

-> Masterlist

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"Are you sure that's a good Idea?" Jimin asks, and you shrug, dipping your piece of bread in the sauce.

"Yeah, why not?" You say. "They're not dangerous or anything. I've met Yoongi, and he's cool. Can live alone, even!" You tell your best friend across from you, who doesn't seem convinced.

"Yoongi is different though. He's, like, recovered already." Jimin says. "You'll be getting one straight out of quarantine. I'm sorry but, are you sure you can handle that?" He worries, and you roll your eyes.

"Jimin you're acting as if he's gonna try and murder me in my sleep." You scoff, denying any of his worries. "I went to all the lessons and readings and educational stuff- I wouldn't have gotten approved if I didn't. So calm down, I got this." You chuckle.

Jimin simply shrugging, well aware he can't change your mind.

"Jungkook, no, come on." The careworker who's nametag reads 'Kim Namjoon' gently says, holding the hand of who you assume must be Jeon Jungkook-

26-year-old Vrota, straight out of quarantine, having been brought to earth for treatment earlier this year. He likes sports, has a pretty big appetite, and dislikes being left alone for too long. He used to work as a physical health coach before catching the virus on Vilia, and stayed in self-isolation for about half a year before being sent to earth to be treated in quarantine for the most severe portion of his sickness.

Now, he's deemed healthy enough to stay with a human 'caretaker'- or babysitter, how you'd call it. And to be honest, you didn't really think much about taking care of a Vrota at first, having met one by the name of Min Yoongi during your earlier days at the education center for Vilian people- and he was a pretty cool guy.

What you didn't take into thought was apparently that Vrota can look very different just like humans. So yeah.. the guy standing in front of you right now with his big brown cat-eyes and colorful tattoos isn't really comparable to the chill, rather laid back Yoongi you had met.

No.

Fuck no.

Walking into your home is a at least 7-foot tall young man of your age, simply black shirt stretching over the muscles of his biceps, jeans seeming to barely contain his thigh muscles. Jesus christ.

Maybe Jimin was right in his worries that you might end up dead at the end of this.

"So, Jungkook here doesn't have any allergies, so you don't have to worry about that. He's overall low maintenance, sleeps a lot, but when he's awake you might want to start taking him out a bit, since he get's a bit restless if he's got nothing to occupy himself with." Namjoon explains, giving you all the necessary papers in an envelops, while Jungkook walks around to explore your apartment. "Also, don't be intimidated by him. He's gone through multiple rounds of behavioral analysis, and has been deemed no threat whatsoever." He offers when he notices you watch the way the young man walks around, looking at pictures on your wall.

"So like, I guess he has to put that on when we go out?" You wonder, pointing at the simple black collar with a GPS tracking device on it.

"Yes, please. And also, keep a hold of his hand, just so he doesn't get lost." Namjoon chuckles.

"Sorry, but I don't think me holding him by his hand is gonna do much." You joke, making Namjoon chuckle.

"Ah, no-" He agrees. "-it's not to physically keep him with you. It just reassures him, in a way. He enjoys physical contact a lot." he explains.

"So- does he talk?" You wonder, watching how Jungkook looks out the windows, cat eyes jumping around at the nature and scenery outside.

"Sometimes, but barely. He understands speech fluently though. It'll take some time for him to come out of his shell, but once he's comfortable, he'll talk. The virus didn't injure his brain whatsoever, so he's expected to make a full recovery by the end of this year." Namjoon informs you, and you nod. "His scheduled appointments are in there, his current doctors are marked down as well. If you can't take him to one of those appointments, please call in advance, alright? Otherwise they'll immediately try and pick him up themselves, and that's gonna be a lot of paperwork on your side, and a lot of unnecessary stress on his." He explains further, and you nod.

"So, basically- cook him food, make sure he doesn't go missing, and take him to his doctors. Got it." You nod, making Namjoon chuckle.

"Pretty much. Like I said, he's rather low maintenance. You can occupy him with video games or movies as well- and when it comes to food, he's not picky. Doesn't like sour snacks though." He laughs, and you nod.

"No sour stuff, got it." You nod, and at that, Namjoon claps his hands together.

"Alright kook, I'm gonna leave you here then." He says, making the man in question walk closer again, nodding. "Do you like it here?" He wonders, and Jungkook shrugs, looking around-

before he nods, looking at you.

"Alright. His clothes and everything has arrived, right?" Namjoon asks, and you nod.

"All in his room." You say, making Namjoon nod.

"Don't cause too much trouble, alright?" He tells Jungkook, who nods a bit deflated, visibly a bit upset he's gonna leave now. But he doesn't show it too much, waves Namjoon goodbye until the door closes, leaving him alone with you.

"Your room is here-" You say, leading him to a small guest room where he spots his suitcases on the bed. "I didn't unpack them, cause.. privacy and stuff. So you can do that while I make something to eat?" You ask, and he nods, walking past you- and only now do you realize just how much taller he really is than you.

Jesus christ.

You break away your eyes from the sight of his broad back to instead run into your kitchen, putting away the papers and starting to cook instead to both calm yourself down- and make sure Jungkook feels comfortable too.

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It's been a few weeks- and thinks have definitely settled quite well.

You're currently sitting in the waiting room of the doctor's office- waiting to be called in, as Jungkook keeps rubbing his ear. "No, don't." You quietly scold him with a soft tone, carefully pulling his hand down by his biceps, causing him to whine under his breath in complaint.

He's been having some issues with it recently- an underlying problem that had been overlooked due to more pressing issues. An elderly woman with a young looking Vrota girl smiles at you from where she sits across, watching rather fondly how you hold Jungkook's hand in yours. Namjoon had been right- it works wonders in reassuring the young man.

And it also kept him close at your side.

"Jeon Jungkook?" Is called by a nurse, and you follow her into one of the examination rooms, where Jungkook sits down on the bed, while you took a seat close by on a chair. It's routine to you both by now, after all. "Ah, there. Hello!" The doctor offers, bowing politely before he sits down across from you behind his table. "So- apparently he's got some trouble with his ear?" He wonders, and you nod.

"He's been pretty frustrated with it for some days now. Keeps rubbing it, and he doesn't like it being touched either." You inform the man, who nods and writes some stuff down in his computer with the help of his keyboard.

"Hm yeah, that looks pretty sore." The man says as he inspects Jungkook's ear further, his tail whipping around as he tries to stay composed.

Unbeknownst to you, he only really does it to impress you.

As soon as the doctor is done, Jungkook get's up to walk closer to where you sit, hand curiously playing with the shoulder strap of your top while the doctor explains what medication Jungkook will have to take. Touches like this aren't unusual- Namjoon had been right, after all. The Vrota standing next to you is very touchy, enjoying you close and seemingly seeking you whenever he can. From sitting on the couch so closely next to each other that your legs are touching, to snoozing during a nap with his full upper body on your thighs.

It's what happens later when you're back home, as you're scrolling around on your phone, while he purrs in his sleep on your thighs. He's full on hugging your middle, arms around you keeping you close while the tip of his tail moves a little as he dreams. He really is currently like a big cat in a humanoid body- and you wonder if it's still the aftereffects of his virus, or if he's always like this in general.

Almost as if on pure instinct, one of your hands falls into his slightly curly hair, nails running over his scalp, and at that, his almost unnoticeable purr turns into vibrant rumbling in his chest. His arms wrap a bit tighter around your body as he adjusts his position, a soft smile on his face as he buries his nose in the front of your t-shirt. In this moment, you have to think about Jimin, and his big worries.

What a load of bullshit, you think to yourself, as you watch the happy cat-boy-alien snuggle just a little closer to you.

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Scratch that. Scratch all of that. This young man is a menace, and you'll surely go to jail for not looking after him by the end of this entire situation.

"Jungkook…" You say, at a stand-off with the big cat-like alien across from you who stares you down with his stupidly cute big round eyes as if he's not doing anything wrong. "Where is pudgy?" You ask, and at that he fully turns around, squirming bird in his hand. "Jungkook, no, no no no-!" You dramatically call out, hands reaching for him- when he looks at the bird, then at you. "Give him to me, yeah?" you try, and he seems completely taken aback for a moment, and almost- shy?

Unbeknownst to you, he thinks you want the bird for something entirely different. In his mind, you're not asking for the bird itself- you're asking for him to offer it for you.

You want him to… court you?

He seems to deeply think for a good moment as he watches the bird breathe heavily, it's life probably flashing before it's very eyes before Jungkook brightly grins, sharp canine teeth making his happy grin look more dangerous than it probably is.

You don't know why he's suddenly so chipper, tail held high and eyes sparkling.

Suddenly, he holds the bird out to you like he's offering it rather than returning it- and you carefully take the poor thing from his rough hold, accepting it. It's something that makes the tip of his tail snap upwards in excitement, eyes scanning you for every reaction as you walk back.

"I'll be… right back.." You carefully tell Jungkook, who shrugs. "Do not do anything while I'm gone." You warn, before you dash out the front door to return the pet yet again, violently knocking on your neighbor's door.

"What?!" Seokjin yells almost, when you hold out his bird to him. "Pudgy!"

"Yeah, fuck your bird Jin!" You yell at the young man. "Jungkook almost fucking ate him, keep the thing in his cage for god's sake! Do you know how much trouble I would've been in if he actually ate him? I'm not ensured for accidental pet-ingestion!" You complain, making the man laugh a little.

"I'll keep the windows closed from now on." He reassures you, and you nod, pinching the bridge of your nose as you make your way back downstairs into your apartment-

where a not so happy Jungkook waits, arms crossed and tail whipping angrily from side to side behind him, knocking down some papers on the kitchen table. He's clearly unhappy, growling a little with every breath, eyes sharp and glaring at you dangerously.

"What happened?" You wonder, and Jungkook himself wants to just yell at you.

You're so stupid, he thinks to himself.

Why would you insult him like that? He caught that bird, and you wanted it- so he offered it, thinking you finally understood his intentions at this point- but no. Instead you insult him by giving HIS offering to that stupid human man upstairs, as if to mock him!

Do you want something more impressive? Maybe a tiny bird isn't enough to win you over. But on earth, there's not much prey to hunt- and considering he's a little bound to the interior of your apartment, he doesn't have any other options, really. And even if he was to catch something better- like the deer he'd almost caught if it wasn't for you scolding him for it- you still don't seem to like that at all. He doesn't know what else he could do to impress you.

What the hell do human woman want?!

Maybe he just really chose to court the most stupid and ungrateful human he could find- but he'll make sure you understand his intentions soon enough, and he'll teach you proper manners as well, once he's better. Right now, he's still unable to really do much in his state- but once he recovers a little more, he'll make sure.

He'll make sure you know exactly what he wants from you.

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It's been a few months, and Jungkook has started to find his voice again, it seems like.

He hums a lot when doing household tasks, sings to himself while he folds laundry, throws random half-sentences at you here and there whenever he feels like doing so. And all of that is fine and dandy- if it wasn't for that very specific nickname he's come up with for you. You try to tell yourself that he just doesn't know any better, that he's just overly friendly, that there's no way he'd be using it for those specific reasons. It doesn't help that he's horribly attractive, and nice, and, ugh.

This is getting more complicated than you hoped it would.

"Kitty!" He chirps, as he leans over the couch, and holds something out to you. You can't help but flinch a bit internally at the way he says that nickname. You're guessing it came from when he'd asked what those cat-plushies in your bed had been called, and you had answered Hello Kitty to him. He'd laughed, pointed at the toy, and then pointed at your cheeks, poking them.

Ever since then, you'd been stuck with that name in his head, it seems like.

You eat from his fingers as he puts the piece of meat on your tongue, an odd, focused gaze on the action found in his eyes as he licks his own lips the same way you do yours. "It's good!" You praise, and he grins brightly, eagerly running back into your kitchen to finish whatever he's cooking. He's been becoming a lot more independent- and it makes you a little sad, considering that once he's deemed healthy enough, he'll leave you behind, move back to his planet one day, and forget you even existed.

A little bit of a bummer, really. But at the same time, there's nothing you can do about it. You don't feel good about asking him out- because what if he feels obligated to say yes?

It's like he senses the slight shift in your mood, slowly walking back up to the couch again where you sit, sitting down next to you on the couch, knees digging into the soft cushions while he curiously watches you with a tilted head. "Huh?" You wonder, smiling- but he frowns, shakes his head.

"What?" He asks. "Sad?" He questions, and you shrug, shaking your head.

"No no, don't worry." You shake it off. "Are you done cooking? Turned everything off?" You ask him, and he nods, but doesn't let off from his question it seems. He opens his arms, makes a grabbing motion with his hands, and you laugh. "You want a hug?" You giggle, but he shakes his head.

"No, you." He argues gently, urging you once more. "You, hug. Sad." He explains, and you laugh.

"Jungkook, I'm not sad." You say, and suddenly, his hands flop down, a frustrated look on his face.

"Don't want?" He hufffs. "Hug me?" He complains, and you look at him with questioning eyes.

"I do wanna hug you, kook." You say, and he perks up at the nickname used. "Just- you don't have to do that just cause I'm like, not feeling happy." You explain to him. "I'm here to take care of you, after all, not the other way around." You laugh, and he watches you a bit more serious right now.

"Right." He suddenly says with a flat tone. "You.. hm, get paid." He says more or less to himself. "For me." He finishes his sentence, sitting properly on the couch now, feet on the floor, arms crossed.

"I mean.. yeah." You say, carefully. "You're gonna leave as soon as you're good to go, you know that." You say. "Would be kinda weird to start like, a friendship or stuff when your stay is limited down the line. I just wanna look out for you- and myself too. Save us the hurt later on." You shrug, and at that, a lightbulb seems to blink out of nowhere over his head, as he looks at you.

"So you? Like me?" He asks, and you stammer an answer.

"Uh, no- like, yeah as a guy you're pretty cool but like I said-" You scramble for an explanation, but he just crawls back on the couch, over you, until he's got you practically pinned down beneath him.

"You like.. me." He says, as if it's a fact- and yeah, it is one. But it shouldn't be. "I like you." He offers. "I.. tried, hm.. Im-pressive- impress you!" He seems to think hard to make his words make sense, brain still a bit slow most of the time when he tries to talk. It shows by the way he still stutters, gets stuck on syllables or by the way his brows scrunch together in thought. "But you- dumb!" He scolds, pointing at your head.

"What the fuck- I'm not dumb!" You complain, and he laughs, sharp canine teeth showing.

"Yes!" He argues, though he seems to not mean it badly. "Really dumb!" He continues.

"Well at least I don't try to eat the local animal population!" You argue.

"But- offer!" He argues, tail puffed up and swaying around. "I need.. to impress! Hunt!" He complains.

"For what?" You laugh.

"You!" He whines loudly. "Mate, make mate- impress mate! You, so you- argh!" He growls out, and you can't help but laugh.

"Jungkook." You softly say, and he looks at you with a face looking like you just told him he has to sleep on the balcony outside. "You don't have to do that, you know? Just cause I take care of you, doesn't mean you.. have to like, be nice like that." You say, and at that, he huffs angrily to himself, tail all fluffy as the fur stands out to all ends in his growing frustration, his arms crossed.

"No.!" He argues. "Stupid!" He curses, getting up to walk into his bedroom, before he emerges back out with some papers in his hand, and red ears as he slaps them on the couch, fleeing the scene right after before slamming the door shut, and locking the door.

And on your couch are two papers, one of them having writing on both sides- the handwriting sloppy and crooked, but readable. And while some sentences don't make sense, it seems like he's tried to take his time and write down what he can't say, at the moment.

'Kitty is stupid' is written on top of the first paper, and you scoff to yourself. 'Kitty doesn't get it.' it reads further.

'I want cry. I catch her prey, I offer it, and she give away to man downstairs. Man downstairs can't even hunt at all, keeps stupid bird in a cage but doesn't ever eat it. Who keeps food alive in home? Why she likes him I don't know- he stupid, just like her. But I like her. Maybe I can teach her one day. But what if she hunt for her then? No, I want to do that.'

'I want to show that I can be good partner. I learned to cook with human foods! She likes food, likes eating. I like eating too, so we eat together often. Then we hug, and she scratches my head. I like that. She's warm.'

'Maybe she doesn't like me. Doesn't like my kind. Doesn't want my kind. Or me. Just me? Maybe just me. I'm the problem. She doesn't want me.'

You turn the page around. It's written with a different pen- probably written on a different day.

'She likes me. I know she do.'

'I made nest for her, today, and she smiled. Smiled happy, cute, like kitty-toys on her bed. Has cheeks round just like them. Soft, too. She is soft. Body soft. I like holding her often. I like holding her in nest I made. And she hugged me, too. Let me hold her instead. Normal, she hold me. But this time, I hold her. I want to hold her more from now. She can be held anytime she want. She smells nice too. Smells best when happy, and after shower.'

You chuckle as you remember that day. It had been raining, you'd gotten caught up in it on the way home from grocery shopping, and after putting all things away and showering, Jungkook had waited on the couch for you, blankets from his bed placed on it, his hand inviting you to sleep there with him. And you had simply accepted the offer-

After all, you didn't know what exactly he'd been trying to offer you with those pillows and blankets placed there. You were educated on his physical health and general behavior- not about courting rituals and how to spot if the Vrota you've been taking care of has developed a romantic interest in you. Why the hell would they teach that anyways? It's not like they are known to have a huge interest in humans.

If anything, they're typically looking down on humans.

You move the paper, and turn to the last one. There's not much written on it, but the sentences are clearer, showing how his health had started to increase again, brain starting to work better these days. They're not perfect, there's a lot scribbled out, but it's clear that it must've been written recently.

'I don't know if she enjoy my company as much as I do her. I know she gain money from taking care of me, but it feels like she also doing it because she care about me. Will she abandon me once I am healthy? Will she leave me once I recover? Will I forget her if I go back home? What if home is here now and not where home was? I don't want to go home anymore if she not there.'

'It's not home if she's not there. It's just a house, just a planet, just a place. But I want home. I want to be her home. I want us to be each other home.'

Can you even be a home? You haven't at all planned any further than up until he's healthy enough to go back home. You've got no clue what to really do after he leaves- so what the hell are you supposed to do now? A relationship with him would be perfectly legal, sure, but he's also only got a Visa for his earth-stay up until he's healthy enough to return to his home planet, once they've gotten their whole pandemic situation back under control. You don't know what to do now.

Maybe you really are stupid, like he says.

So you decide to be even more stupid, as you take a small post it note from your kitchen, and write down a single sentence, before you slide the little note under his bedroom door.

And as he reads it, his eyes become wide, while his fingers clench the pastel pink paper.

'I want to be your home, too.'

[lure-of-writing]

Such a Joy

Summary: you are truly such a joy when sick but its a good think Cassian loves you

word count:1.4 k

Authors note: Hi guys! It's been so long since I've written last so if this is terrible please be nice but anyways I look forward to seeing what you have to say and please don't hesitate to send in any request!

Everyone loved to tease Cassian by calling him a brute, which isn’t exactly wrong, but it also wasn’t often when Cassian's brains were also acknowledged. But he must admit in this instance it was half his brain power and half of the mating bond that alerted him to your apparent demise. Well that is according to you of course. 

Having been with you for so long Cassian should have known better than to believe you when you said you were dying and wouldn’t survive the night. Your over the top theatrics have yet to not phase him anymore. How he survives that heart palpitations when you say you're on the verge of death every other week truly beats him.  

Yesterday you were in the kitchen in the house of wind making not only yourself breakfast but you were also making breakfast for the two oversized bats that wandered around the house free of charge. In your opinion they should be charged for all the disruption to your peaceful midday reading they do. Yet Rhysand never fails to remind you that one of those oversized bats is your mate. 

Cassian sat in his usual seat at the kitchen bar while watching you make breakfast when all of a sudden you were having a coughing fit that according to you had you “Fighting for your life” as you told him while his was rubbing your back in soothing motions and giving you a glass of water to drink in hopes of getting rid of whatever had irritated your throat. After a few minutes you returned to cooking the buffet sized breakfast when all of a sudden you were sneezing repeatedly and had to step away from the stove while Azriel took over. 

Azriel watched as Cassian fussed over you while you tried to swat him away from you stating “I am fine you mother hen. You two must have dragged something back in here after training yesterday and it's irritating me. I will be just fine.”  

“Are you sure sweetheart? It isn’t like you to cough and sneeze like this. Are you sure you're ok?” Looking up to your mate you give him a sweet smile and a gentle kiss on the lips in hopes of showing him you were fine. “I’m sure I will be ok. Now you two eat your breakfast and you have a long day ahead of you.” Little did you know by mid day you would be curled up in about ten different blankets, a bowl of long forgotten soup and a cup of lukewarm tea that was cooling down as the minutes pass of you not drinking it. 

The headache raging a war inside your skull mixed with your fluctuating fever that is accompanied by body aches, a stuffed nose and a cough that leaves you breathless has made any of your items chosen to help aid you back to health hard to consume especially when you are unable to move without every joint in your body hurting. 

That is how Azriel and Cassian found you later that night on the couch after returning from work. Your mate was instantly in front of your sleeping form gently pressing his hands against your forehead and cheeks to feel for a fever. Cassian knew just from the look of you that you did in fact have a fever but it made him feel just the tiniest bit better being able to touch you and make sure for himself that you are ok. Slowly you peek your eyes open at him “I think i'm dying” is all you got out in a raspy voice before you had another coughing fit. Cassian was quick to pull you up into a sitting position and rub your back while you managed to get out through random coughs that you were sure you were going to cough up a lung. For being high fae you sure did have a weakened immune system so when you were coughing this morning Cassian should have known better than to believe you. If he had trusted his instinct Cassian would have stayed and helped curve whatever sickness you had adopted for the time being until you felt better. He watched as you sighed a breath of relief and took a slip of the long forgotten tea you had made yourself earlier that morning. “Baby you are not dying and you are definitely not going to cough up a lung.” Cassian once again watched as you took another sip before glaring at him “And how can you be so certain of that?” 

Listen Cassian loves you more than he loves anything else in this world, he would give up his life in order to keep you safe. He would not trade your relationship for anything but, when you get sick you get sassier than normal, more emotional than normal and overall become a big pain in his ass. With that said there will never be a day where he doesn’t take care of you, it's just sometimes you give him a hard time while doing so. And listen he may not get sick nearly as often as you do but he has basically been gutted and he didn’t have nearly as much attitude as you do when sick. 

“I can be so certain because you say that every time you get sick and yet you still have both lungs and you haven’t died yet.”  Cassian soothingly pushes your hair away from your face while you readjust your mountain of blankets and grumble under your breath causing Cassian to smile. 

He didn’t need his stronger than most hearing to know you just agreed with what he said. While Cassian was busy helping you fix your soon to be unnecessary amount of blankets, Azriel made some fresh soup and tea that was ready and waiting for your consumption. Cassian pulled the table closer to the couch you sat on before sitting down on it and grabbing the bowl of soup to hand feed you. “I don’t need to be fed like a child Cassian.” at the sound of his name and not a nickname your mate knew what kind of sick patient you would be until you recovered back to full health and it was not a fun one. “If I don’t feed you then you won’t eat anything for days on end and then you won’t get better and you will be sick for longer making you more irritated and thus the cycle will continue.” 

You could hear Azriels chuckle from the kitchen while you stared at your very dotting mate. “I’m not even hungry.” Your mate sighs while staring at you “I know sweetheart but you need to eat something.” Once again he is met with resistance “I will when I’m hungry, plus I don’t need to feed like I'm some child.”  Cassian sets the bowl down on the table next to him before grabbing your hands after trying to find them under what he assumes is every blanket in the house. “Baby I know you aren’t hungry but after being your mate for three hundred years I think I have a pretty good idea of how to take care of you when you are sick. So please let me take care of you.” Cassian could tell you were not budging so he brought out his last resort. Himself. “Y/n please. If the roles were reversed and I was the one who was sick you would do the exact same thing. You're my mate. I don't like seeing you like this and I just want to make you feel better. You're my whole world and if anything happened to you just because you wouldn’t let me help I wouldn't be able to live with myself. So please baby let me help you.” Finally Cassian could see your resolve slipping and reluctantly you agreed to let him take care of you. 

Without a second thought Cassian grabbed the bowl that was next to him and was blowing off the hot soup before feeding it to you. After he convinced you to eat all of the soup and drink some of the tea you had fallen back to sleep in his short journey to the kitchen and back. 

Azriel observed as his brother gently scooped up your sleeping body and quietly walked down the hallway to your shared bedroom with his brother. Finally when he heard the bedroom door close Azriel let out another laugh because you made sure to give Cassian a run for his money with how you acted when you were sick. But he knew Cassian would always stay right by your side even when you were such a joy while sick.

[dead-boys-club]

†  pocket sized : various.

❥ scenario: pocket babies ❥ i don't think burnout is a trigger but- ❥ no beta ❥ requested

❥ includes: dr. ratio, blade and argenti

❥ dr. ratio.

even being so small, he's still endlessly curious and analytical; shocking, i'm sure. of course, he has his tiny notebook for notes, something you managed to put together simply for his observations. you can't count the amount of times he's asked to be picked up or have objects brought closer so he can analyze, usually in an intense, hyper focused state.

considering he's still a doctor, it will be put to use, insistent on checking your health on a regular basis. where he got his makeshift tools.. you weren't exactly sure but you never stopped him from his examinations. he is always concerned about your well-being. he gives advice, expecting you to take it, wanting to make sure you stay healthy - he wouldn't be very happy if something happened. he can often be found reminding you to drink water, eat something that actually counts as real food or get sleep. because in his opinion, you do none of the things you're supposed to.

he's not much of a fighter, but he has his own way of showing protectiveness towards you. he often warns you about things when going out, offering logical plans to keep you say. he won't say it out loud but he's aware he isn't going to be very helpful at his size but he makes up for that with logical response - even if sometimes you brush him off with an 'it's fine, i'm fine'.

❥ blade.

pocket sized blade is still blade; his quiet, brooding nature is still ever present. he keeps a watchful eye out and prefers staying close, more often than not silently settled on your shoulder. it's like having an alert little bird. despite being so quiet, he offers a comforting weight wherever he sits, reminding you that you aren't alone.

you weren't sure how or where he got it, but you were amused to learn he had a very intricately designed sword he carries around; you never felt the need to ask. blade is always prepared to defend you, ready to jump from your pocket or shoulder. he quite agile for a little guy, reflexes sharp as ever.

blade is very much an action over words being, meaning you most likely aren't aware of how he can be. he takes it upon himself to sit guard while you sleep, either sitting by your pillow or on your nightstand; occasionally, he'll be on your windowsill. he's very loyal, always ready to step between you and whatever danger you could be facing.

❥ argenti.

chivalrous as ever, always looking out for you. he insists on always being with you, sitting, hanging on or in a pocket or bag, wanting to be available and ready if you need him. drawing his sword dramatically against things like little bugs is quite amusing.

he's going to do everything he can to be useful, even if it's just carrying little things for you. he takes his position as companion and protector very, very seriously. he can be found giving compliments and grand gestures, kneeling and attempting to kiss your fingertip since the knuckle isn't exactly an option.

pep talks seem to be a honed skill of his, offering you encouragement from your pocket. he oozes wisdom and confidence at such a small size, offering advice about your daily choices and how to handle certain things.

[atmajolish]

obey me as fanfiction tropes lucifer - meet the family

you don't know why you have never met his family, just that every time the topic comes up he does his best to avoid it. at this point you think he might be the head of a mafia and simply doesn't want to involve you in the 'family business'. it's a surprise when he suddenly invites you to join a dinner with his family and when you go you realise that you got it all wrong. it's not that his family is all serious and involved in the mafia, it's that they are so chaotic it's hard to keep up. even for lucifer.

mammon - bodyguard au

being famous is only fun when your life and privacy isn't threatened by a stalker, hence why your manager decided to get you a bodyguard. you aren't quite sure how mammon is supposed to protect you, considering he seems to be easily distracted and like he hates spending time with you as he seems to think you are just like any other famous person, ready to abandon your morals the moment it suits you. but when he saves your life you're forced to reevaluate your opinion of him. maybe you can make him rethink his opinion on you as well.

leviathan - friends to lovers

you and levi have known each other since forever. you went to the same elementary school and when you saw that levi seemed to like the same cartoon you did, you just had to befriend him! several years down the line you are now in university while levi is making his main income via streaming. it feels hard to connect the same way you used to with how different your lives are these days, but you refuse to give this friendship up. the fact that you might see levi as more than a friend has nothing to do with that.

satan - coffee shop (cat café)

working as a barista in a cat café sounded like a fun way to work in theory. in practice you don't make a lot of coffee, but spend your time cleaning up after the cats. the fact that this guy keeps coming in without ordering anything and just watches the cats for at least an hour before leaving. you're sure it's against the rules, but you don't want to be the one to confront him. you don't get paid for that after all. however, he must have noticed you staring at him because he is coming over and how did you get to the point where he is telling you cat facts?

asmodeus - fake dating

you're unsure how you ended up owing a favour to mammon out of all people, but he's cashing it in right now. apparently his brother has troubles getting rid of an admirer and you're the only possible person who would agree to fake date him and keep shut about it. which is why you and asmo are now sitting in his living room deciding to come up with a way on how you fell in love. it would be so easy if your traitorous heart would just stop fluttering every time he reaches out to hold your hand in public.

beelzebub - soulmate au

sharing the taste with your soulmate sounds good in theory. of course you had to get unlucky with it as your soulmate seems to eat almost constantly and have no limits as to what exactly they eat. you've tasted multiple inedible things and at this point you're concerned for your soulmates health because there are probably repercussions for eating paper. when you see your lab partner trying to eat some of the chemicals you're working with it doesn't take you long to put two and two together. you can't even be mad for all the things you were forced to taste because beel is just cute enough to get away with it.

belphegor - roommates

you are used to your roommate falling asleep in the weirdest spots and it's a miracle he doesn't wake up with severe neck and back pain every day. however when he starts sleeping in your room because 'he likes the company' you need to start rethinking some of your feelings. when you ask him why he doesn't just sleep in his own bed, you only get a sigh and belphie tells you that it's no use sleeping there, because you aren't there. maybe belphie had already figured his feelings out long before you.

diavolo - arranged marriage

being in an arranged marriage was made out to be a lot worse than it actually was. at least in your case. you've known diavolo since you were kids and the both of you had always known it would come to this at one point. still, the thought of possibly ruling a kingdom at his side was a bit daunting. it's when he reassures you that he will handle it and plans out several shenanigans just to distract you from the pressure, that you think maybe you can fall in love with him.

barbatos - time loop

you've been forced to repeat the same day over and over again every time you die and no matter how hard you try, you just can't seem to figure out who your killer is. you're sure it's always the same person and they should be the only who is also aware of the time loop, but detective work has never been your strength. it's when a friend of a friend mentions something you said several time loops ago that cold horror washes over you. you never expected barbatos, the guy you sorta had a crush on to be your murderer.

simeon - elementary school teacher

teachers aren't supposed to have favorite students, but it's hard to not like luke just a bit more than the rest. if only because he's the one that listens to you most of the time. what you don't expect is that his dad is also exactly your type, so you really can't help but stare for a bit when simeon first walks in for the parent-teacher conference. what you also don't expect is simeon giving you his number since luke will move to a different school soon. when you ask what the number is for, he hides a smile before telling you it's his way of asking you out.

solomon - reincarnation

you don't know how often you have died and been reborn again. it's been a lot of times. the thing is, you have the easy part. the dying and the reincarnating. your lover solomon has the hard part as he is unable to die and has to live without you until your soul has come back to earth. your memories fade a little more each time you come back and you don't know how long you will be able to keep remembering him, nor how long he will keep on waiting for you.

mephistoteles - enemies to lovers

there are many things you could say about mephistoteles, however it would always be that you kinda hate him. he's stuck up, rich, and can't look past his own nose. you know he thinks about you just as badly so every single time you two see each other you only exchange glares and maybe a few insults if either of you is in a particular bad mood. it's when you're forced to work together for a project that you are forced to see him in a new light, no matter how much you hate that there is more to him than the image you have in your head.

raphael - secret agents

working with raphael has always been easy. he listens well and he can easily kill and get out without much issue. it's only problematic that he refuses to accept any help whatsoever from you, insisting it's easier if he just does it alone. normally you should be happy about that, it means less work for you, but something about it just irks you. it's when a mission goes south that the two of you finally have a heart to heart and realise that working together might be easier than it seems.

thirteen - hitman/target

there's been a hitman trailing after you for a while now. there have been too many freak accidents near you for them to be just accidents. it's when you enter your apartment and see said hitman casually lounging on your couch, eating your snacks, watching your tv. you definitely didn't think she'd be this pretty. her complaining about how you keep avoiding her traps and take out all of the fun of job, reminds you that she is sent to kill you though. it sure is a surprise when she decides to take her time and instead pose as your roommate for the time being and with every day it gets just a bit harder to distinguish whether she still wants to kill you or there is actually more to your relationship.

[aliceia-xi]

Shu Itsuki's Schedule

X gn reader

▶ Shu has a strict work schedule, because of this he has to wake up early to work on his sewing. He really wants to stay in bed with you longer, but he can only stay with you for a few minutes before really getting up.

▶ He makes sure to eat breakfast with you before he starts his work, designing and sewing clothes takes a long time and he wants to spend as much time as he can with you even if it's something little.

▶ But it does hard to get Shu to stop working once he starts, he often forgets to take care of himself because he's so engrossed in his work. He really appreciates it if you focus on watching over his health when he doesn't and a part of him melts that you care so much about him.

▶ As Shu's significant other he trusts you enough to let you work on his projects, it does make him feel bad though. If you help him too much he'll pester you to put everything down and telling you not to worry about it.

▶ When Shu takes a break from his work he'll spend his time with you or Mika. Being around you helps him destress from the constant working, he even gets a little clingy.

▶ Shu takes you with him when he goes to get more fabrics. He gets especially happy when you take interest in any of the fabrics while you're shopping together, he promises to make you anything you'd like.

▶ At night Shu tries to follow a good sleeping schedule to wake up well rested, but once in a while he'll be adamant on staying up to work on a piece of clothing just a bit longer.

▶ Shu finds it hard to continue working when you have a tired look on your face, causing him to let go of his persistence and listen to your worries of him getting enough sleep. How could he ever say no to you?

So sorry if this is out of character I took a break from writing

[lynnimini]

₊⊹ 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 ₊⊹

Description: angst with a happy (?) ending in pt2 ⋆ hurt/comfort ⋆ fluff ⋆ oneshot

In which y/n decides to form a late bond with a classmate they would never have expected to.

Pairings: zombie!leehan x gn!reader

Words: 5.3k

Warnings: heavily based off of the manga "when sato-kun died" ⋆ kind of gory (mentions of severed body parts) ⋆ angst ⋆ mentions of depression/mental health ⋆ mentions of death ⋆ slight cussing

"class, this might be a little strange, but i'm sure we all learned about zombies in biology, yes?"

your teacher asked the class, to which no one answered as usual. he rolled his eyes and your class president, park sungho, finally chirped out a "yes!".

"right, well our leehan, who we all know unfortunately passed just a week ago, has become a zombie. i want you all to be gentle and respectful to him. zombies are very fragile and can break easily"

the teacher motioned towards the door, where leehan walked in.

leehan, the boy everyone knew as a social butterfly and the kindest person ever, looked and behaved nothing like how he was when he was alive. his eyes, which were bright and kind, were now cold and blank. his healthy skin turned pasty and pale. his beautiful smile every girl swooned over him for became an emotionless frown. you never knew leehan all that well, but when you two spoke on occasion he was undeniably kind and extroverted.

you felt bad that the people in your class were gossiping and talking about him being a zombie right in front of his face. leehan was so nice to everyone. he never deserved what happened to him.

you didn't think much of it since you were never close to leehan. as a zombie, he kept to himself and couldn't speak to anyone, acting oblivious to the people who knew him. everyone came to the realization that leehan was most definitely not the same person as he was when he was alive, just a shell of who he used to be.

the lunch bell rang and everyone went outside. it was a really nice day, so you went to eat at the bench you stayed at when the weather allowed it.

you saw leehan sitting on the bench and thought he was sleeping. you tried to be quiet, but you dropped your sandwich on the grass as you sat down, waking leehan up.

you froze as leehan blinked sleepily, looking up at you blankly.

"are you hungry?"

you asked tentatively as you motioned to your sandwich. leehan randomly pulled a can of cupcake sprinkles out of his pocket and started eating them by the handful. it was comedic really. a zombie throwing around rainbow sprinkles to eat. in a way, leehan wasn't as scary as you imagined he would be in his zombie state.

back in the classroom, everyone was talking about the festival the school was going to hold. despite you hearing all about your classmates' plans, no one invited you to be part of the festivities. you kept to yourself so much they assumed you wouldn't wanna be part of it. it was true, you're an introverted homebody, but it still would've been nice to be invited at least.

on the way home, you passed by the bench and saw leehan sitting there. your classmates didn't invite leehan to the festival either. or maybe he ignored them. either way, you sat next to leehan instead of simply passing by. he was harmless and you thought he was gentle, wanting to keep him company since no one else would even come near him.

"WATCH OUT-"

a ball came whizzing by and hit leehan on the wrist, leaving you to look on in horror as his hand fell off.

"oh my god leehan"

you shrieked and jumped up. before you could do anything, he picked up his own hand and started sewing it back onto his arm. he wiggled his fingers around to make sure they still worked, and they did. you sighed in relief that leehan's hand wasn't permanently detached.

leehan suddenly got up and started going home, which was coincidentally the same way you went. you never noticed since leehan was always going out with friends or lingering at school instead of going home immediately.

"no one wants you around here you freak orphan. just go away!"

you snapped out of your daze to see little kids no older than 10 shouting at leehan, who looked at them with blank eyes before walking away. he walked in the direction of an apartment complex famous for being cheap, yet small. you never realized leehan was orphaned, let alone the fact that he lived by himself.

"hey! stop ignoring us"

one of the kids chucked a basketball at leehan's face. before you could process anything, you ran and let the ball hit your face instead of leehan's.

"stop trying to hurt him. zombies are very fragile. you could have broken his head off. do you want to see his bloody, severed head rolling on the floor?"

you tried to be gentle as you said it, but you were fuming on the inside at how kids could be so heartless.

the kids ran off in fear at the image you placed into their heads, leaving your attention on leehan alone. you turned back to leehan who was staring intently at your face, lifting a hand to your cheek and gently brushing your nose with his thumb.

"are you worried about me? it doesn't hurt anymore"

you said, softly smiling at the caring behavior from someone who showed no sign of compassion or perception.

you were stunned to see leehan faintly smiling back at you before he turned to keep walking to his apartment.

***

the next day, you collected everyone's notebooks for the homework check. everyone but leehan's.

"leehan, do you have a notebook i could collect, even if it's empty?"

you asked, receiving no response. it confused you because he was responding well yesterday, even being concerned for your face after being hit.

leehan got up to walk away without handing over any notebook. you panicked and reached to hold his wrist, sharply pulling away from the freezing skin. leehan continued on as if nothing happened, leaving you to submit everyone else's notebooks to the teacher.

"...and that's why i couldn't get leehan's notebook"

you explained and the teacher nodded, waving you off. you hesitated before asking why leehan still comes to school if he's already dead.

"well, it's muscle memory. zombies follow their daily routines as usual, even though they're dead"

the teacher said, waving you off again to leave him to grade the notebooks. you walked off to go get ready for PE class.

"okay class, get into pairs!"

that was the one sentence you always dreaded. you didn't have many friends since you moved recently from the city, thus no one to pair up with. the teacher knew this, but always waited until the end to say something.

"go ahead and join a pair then y/n"

she said, bringing even more attention to you as people prayed you wouldn't join them. it's not as if they hated you or anything, but they didn't know you at all. to make matters worse, you felt liquid trickling out of your nose.

you touched it to see blood falling. your eyes widened, pulling your handkerchief from out of your pocket and holding it to your nose while your teacher panicked and looked for more tissues.

you felt the eyes of everyone on you, staring at the odd one out with their nose bleeding. you just wanted everyone to look away and disappear.

that's when you felt the eyes of everyone else truly disappear. you moved your gaze from the ground to leehan, who was standing directly in front of you. as if he was shielding you from the gossiping onlookers as you had done for him.

"here y/n, take these and go down to the nurse"

your frantic PE teacher came back and shoved a packet of tissues into your hand, ushering you away to the nurse.

after school, you saw leehan walking home the same way again. you quickened your pace in order to catch up to him, and hopefully say thank you for what he did earlier.

you were about to tap on his shoulder before feeling you both get splashed with water, followed by an empty water bottle thrown at leehan.

"creep"

you heard a scoff as the person walked away. you so badly wanted to scream at them for treating someone so horribly, but leehan was just standing there all wet and cold. the worst part was that he didn't even look shocked, but used to this kind of cruel treatment.

you gently took leehan by the hand, to which he didn't refuse, and pulled him in the direction of his apartment. you both went in, locking the door to prevent other people from harassing him.

as you looked for the towels to dry you two off, you wondered if what you were doing was wrong: basically breaking into someone's house. but you really had no bad intentions, so you assumed it was okay.

"here, stay as warm as you can"

you patted leehan's head and arms down with the towel before going to dry his backpack and books. you heard unzipping and squeezed your eyes shut upon seeing leehan undressing, presumably out of muscle memory to go take a shower.

while he was in the shower, his alarm to remind him about his part time job went off. you wondered how leehan could have been so cheerful at school despite living alone and having to work so hard.

you were about to leave when leehan stepped out of the shower, completely clothed, but also soaking wet.

"leehan you can't walk around like this"

you chided softly as you grabbed the blowdryer, running your fingers through leehan's wet hair while you dried it. you noticed small strands of hair coming out as you did so.

"i'm sorry leehan, i'll be more gentle. it must've hurt, i'm sorry"

you apologized for having possibly hurt leehan. leehan leaned into your touch, not resisting your care at all and showing no sign of pain. you thought he was adorable being all sweet while you helped him dry off.

you got up and got ready to leave leehan's place after helping him dry off, stretching and grabbing your bag. you felt a hand on your wrist and a heavy weight suddenly fall on you.

leehan laid on top of you, and fear flashed through your mind immediately. what if he was trying to hurt you? he was a zombie after all, and you knew nothing about them. what if it's what zombies do?

you squeezed your eyes shut out of fear that leehan would do something to you until you felt him stroke your hair softly as you had done for him. you noticed the weight had lifted off your body and looked to see leehan kneeling, wrist broken off. you concluded it probably happened when he was trying to get your attention.

you felt so guilty for thinking leehan would try to hurt you, and felt even more guilty for thinking it was because he was a zombie. he probably just tripped and fell on you while trying to thank you for being so gentle and caring.

he stroked your hair for a really long time, leaving you to wonder if he was ever gonna get tired of it or stop. nevertheless, you enjoyed and appreciated his kindness and apology for falling on you.

***

the following day, you saw leehan's wrist was sewn back on again, with even more visible scar marks. he seemed to be even more willing to sit with you and walk with you instead of abruptly walking away. it made you happy to know he tolerated your company.

"leehan, there's something in your hair"

you reached to take a little leaf out, hesitating when leehan tilted his hair out of your reach and looked directly at your hand. leehan then bent his head down and let you touch his hair.

the leaf left a little bit of dirt in his hair, so you ran to grab your water bottle from the classroom to wash it out. you came back to seeing leehan being grabbed by the collar by your classmate, han taesan.

"you should just go away already"

your heart hurt upon hearing taesan say such a thing, especially because you knew he and leehan used to be close friends. you had no idea what the fallout was caused by, only hearing small details from people gossiping around you.

"han taesan, let go of him"

you yelled and he turned to you, scoffing as he roughly tossed leehan to the floor.

"what do you care? you don't even know him, do you?"

taesan said dismissively as he prepared to kick leehan in the chest. you quickly abandoned your water and ran to stand in front of leehan.

"why are you protecting this dead body of his? he's not alive"

taesan scoffed as you glared at him.

"even so he doesn't deserve this. go away or ill call someone"

your confident voice faded to a whisper as your heart throbbed painfully seeing the way people treated leehan. taesan narrowed his eyes at the two of you and walked away without another word.

"are you okay?"

you asked leehan as you wiped dust and dirt off him. as usual, he didn't really respond, but nothing broke off so you took it as a sign that he was alright.

leehan got up suddenly while you were cleaning him off and started walking in an unfamiliar direction. you followed him into a busy shopping center, assuming that he was headed towards his part time job.

"...i'll have to behead him if he comes to work. he'll scare away the customers"

you overheard as you and leehan entered the stationary store he worked at. the words sent chills down your spine out of worry and fear of murder... if you could even call it that. you grabbed leehan's hand and made a run for it out of the store back to school.

"you okay? i'm gonna grab the water i left so i'll be right back"

you told leehan as he sat on the bench. again, no response, but he sat and seemed to be waiting for you, so you took it as a sign to hurry back to him.

you rushed back to see taesan harassing leehan again.

"han taesan what is your fucking problem. leave leehan alone, he's not even doing anything"

you lightly smacked his wrist away from leehan's collar, causing taesan to roll his eyes.

"i hated him when he was alive anyways"

he said before leaving again. you put a lot of thought into why taesan would hate leehan. part of it could be because he just hated zombies, but the other part was likely from their past.

***

you and leehan were packing up the following day and were left in the room with only taesan. you glared and kept hovering around leehan only to elicit a small scoff out of taesan as usual.

"relax, i'm not gonna start anything here of all places"

taesan said. before you could even say anything or react, leehan walked straight up to taesan, who was really confused as to why leehan wanted to be next to him.

"move. what are you doing"

taesan said harshly, shoving leehan to the point where he almost fell over. you were going to yell at taesan again, until you saw a look of concern quickly flash over his face, grabbing leehan by the collar so he wouldn't fall and hit his head on a desk.

"you liked him didn't you?"

you said softly as taesan looked at you, incredulous with the way you worded things.

"i didn't mean it like that! it's just that leehan smiles whenever you're around"

you corrected your previous wording. it was true. leehan faintly smiled whenever taesan was around, even if he was shoving or harassing him. taesan let out a harsh sigh and made leehan sit on a chair while taesan walked to sit next to you.

"leehan was my closest friend, and the only person i thought i could rely on"

he started and you softened, listening intently to every word

"i would tell him all about my worries. we promised each other we could always say things like that: anything bothersome. but leehan never told me anything. i found out stuff about him and his family situation myself and that sucked because why should i have to learn anything from anyone but him? so we stopped being friends. what kind of friends can't tell each other things? i felt like he couldn't trust me at all when i told everything i knew. but then before i knew it, he was gone and i was so stupid i couldn't do anything"

taesan finished. you saw a sad look in his eyes before he became unreadable, leaving the room before you could reply to any of that.

***

you and leehan were surprised to see taesan sitting on the middle of the bench you and leehan usually sit on together during lunch the next day. well, you were the only surprised one. leehan was just smiling softly at taesan again before sitting next to him.

leehan started to aggressively throw his rainbow sprinkles into his mouth for lunch again, accidentally hitting taesan's forehead with them.

leehan slowly turned to him and started stroking his hair and forehead. you found it endearing that he copied your way of apology and comfort.

“what do you think you’re doing”

taesan pushed leehan’s face away from his, but quickly pulled back out of fear of accidentally decapitating leehan. you noticed and laughed lightly.

“you’re so considerate towards him, even if you act like you hate him”

you said and taesan rolled his eyes.

“i just didn’t want to deal with his head rolling on the floor”

he retorted. all of you fell quiet for a moment before taesan spoke up again.

“why are you getting involved with leehan when you’ve never really spoken to him?”

he asked and you thought for a moment. it’s only been a few days since you started caring for leehan, yet you just felt like you were attracted to his presence. the way he was shunned so heartlessly made you want to be someone who could care.

“i just wanted to be the one who cared out of all the people who didn’t bat an eye at him. i feel as if maybe i can still get to know his personality, even if it’s just a faint sliver of how it used to be”

you said simply. then something else occurred to you.

“i also do wonder why leehan comes over here. he never came over to this bench before, so i wondered why he did it all of a sudden”

you confessed and taesan hummed thoughtfully. truthfully, taesan knew the answer to that. but he wasn’t gonna say it quite yet. he knew there would be a good time and place for you to know.

“it’s getting cloudy. did you feel water taesan?”

you asked worriedly, staring at the sky and seeing water droplets falling faster and faster. without another word, you grabbed leehan’s hand as gently as possible and ran inside.

“you’re all wet because you wouldn’t get up. you’re a zombie, but you should still take care of yourself”

taesan watched in amusement as you scolded leehan while patting him dry with a handkerchief, wondering why you weren’t drying yourself off first.

“normally people hate zombies. why are you taking care of him so well?”

“do you hate zombies taesan?”

you ignored taesan’s question entirely, having your own inquiries. taesan was taken aback at the question, but decided to answer honestly.

“no, not really. but my mom became a zombie and she became entirely different. this zombie isn’t leehan, he’s just a-”

“oh!”

leehan suddenly turned to you, falling asleep and falling on you. taesan stopped talking and pulled leehan off of you to sit him down.

“y/n, he’s gonna disappear soon”

you turned to look at taesan who explained further.

“zombies start becoming more fragile and fatigued when they’re about to disappear. they can’t stay amongst humans forever”

taesan summarized. you nodded slowly, trying to process what he said.

“what happens when they disappear?”

“i don’t know, but we never get to see them again”

taesan said, standing up as the bell rang to get back to class. you tried to lift leehan up, but you couldn’t hold his sleeping weight up for very long.

“taesan, wait!”

you shouted to taesan who just said “leave him there!”. you adamantly shook your head, so taesan rolled his eyes and came to take leehan off you.

‘this feels like deja vu’

you thought as you handed leehan over to taesan.

after class, you planned on following leehan back home to make sure he was safe, but he went to the nurse’s office instead.

“oh leehan and y/n? what brings you here?”

the nurse asked in surprise. you nodded and smiled, greeting the nurse who recently treated your nose.

“i was gonna go home with leehan and he went to the infirmary, so i was curious as to why he went here”

the nurse nodded and hesitated to answer, but she figured there was no real reason to hide it from you.

“when leehan’s parents passed away, he started coming for counseling to cope with his emotions since he wasn’t really the type to share his emotions with others. why do you ask? oh, is it that you finally remember leehan?”

the nurse said hopefully. you were confused and shook your head hesitantly.

“what do you mean ‘remember leehan’? i’m not sure i’ve ever really met leehan before”

you asked. it was weird, the sense or deja vu that came over you again. the nurse paused and decided to just walk away.

“please, he’s going to disappear soon. i know he was someone of many secrets but i don’t want him to go when i know nothing about him. so please, just this once?”

you desperately pleaded for the nurse to tell you. you wanted to know leehan, know what he was like before he passed. you regretted not getting to know leehan when he was alive, but you knew for sure you’d regret not knowing anything at all once he disappears for good.

the nurse sighed and brought you to sit down next to leehan while she sat on the opposite side of the table.

“two years ago, you met leehan. i’m surprised you don’t remember”

she started. leehan stirred slightly at his name, looking at you with his blank stare before falling asleep at the table. you were extra confused now. you had only moved there 3 months ago. it would have been so unlikely for you to meet 2 whole years ago.

“you ran into leehan on the street while he was sick, and even though he told you to just keep going and that he was fine, you stayed and walked with him”

and all of a sudden, you remembered everything.

you were walking on the street just exploring because you had just recently moved and wanted to get to know the area. you saw leehan walking too, head covered by a hoodie and swaying back in forth, unable to walk straight.

“hey, are you okay?”

you tapped him on the shoulder and leehan turned around in shock.

“i’m okay. just leave me be”

he said and continued to stumble away. you followed him carefully from behind and were shocked to see him fall down completely.

“hey, you’re not okay. let’s go over here”

you tried tugging him up by the wrist and noticed he was burning to the touch.

“just stay away!”

he shouted, pulling his wrist away before slumping to the floor.

“i’m sorry. i just don’t want to be a burden a stranger has to take care of”

he said calmly this time. you weren’t angry. you understood his reasoning. but you just couldn’t leave him alone. he seemed so tense and like he wanted so badly to cry but couldn’t.

you held his hand and he looked up in shock.

“don’t. i’m helping someone who suddenly collapsed in the middle of the road. wouldn’t you?”

leehan wanted to refuse your help again, but when he felt your soft hand and firm, but kind words, he decided to give in to your care and trust you.

“come on, the bench is right over here”

you led him to the bench and pulled medication from your bag.

“take some ibuprofen for your fever please”

you held it out to leehan who hesitantly accepted it.

“fever? i just thought i was tired from not sleeping”

leehan said before taking the medication. you were so worried about him. he was clearly sick and not taking good care of himself.

“when’s the last time you slept?”

you asked. leehan turned to you and said “a week.” that nearly sent you into panic mode again, but you stayed calm and didn’t push for any more answers. he seemed to be exhausted and in so much pain. the look in his eyes, even if you just got a quick glance, seemed hurt and sad. it was dead silent for a while, so you assumed he fell asleep and resolved to stay there until he woke up.

“that was him”

you said as you wiped away tears from the corners of your eyes. the nurse nodded sadly.

“you saved him back then. he always remembered you, and recognized you when he saw you. but still, he appeared to be doing better so we failed to notice when he got worse. he couldn’t taste or sleep. and then his body collapsed and heart stopped”

the nurse stopped talking and violent sobs racked through her body. you hugged her tight and put tissues nearby as you two cried, leehan just kept sleeping, oblivious to the tears being shed.

“the person you keep mentioning transferred here recently, didn’t they?”

the nurse inquired and leehan nodded his head.

“are you two, you know, getting along well?”

the nurse teased and leehan shook his head furiously.

“it’s not like that! and besides, it wouldn’t work out. i’m going to get a job straight after graduation and they should be able to go to a nice university”

leehan smiled sadly, only content with the thought of you growing up to be happy, as happy as you made him that fateful day.

“but i’d love to be able to help them someday too..”

leehan trailed off.

you bade the nurse goodbye after you two had finished crying, bringing leehan with you all the way down to the bench. the walk was silent and heavy until you got there.

“why didn’t you say anything?”

you and leehan faced each other, leehan with a small smile on his face while you cried once more.

“it’s so unfair..”

‘that you can’t even answer me anymore’. but you couldn’t say that last part. the cries coming out of you silenced your words, only leaving you to hug leehan in tears while he stroked your hair, unable to tell you how much you mean to him.

and from that day on, leehan never came to school again.

***

“you look awful”

taesan said as he looked at you after bumping into him. the smile on your face was gone, dark circles under your eyes, and paler skin. you just looked at him blankly in response. taesan sighed.

“it’s because of him huh?”

you nodded sadly. it had been two days since leehan stopped coming to school.

“i knew he was gonna disappear soon, but i thought i understood it. that he wasn’t gonna be here forever”

you said, tears prickling your eyes and threatening to spill. taesan sighed again.

“come on now”

he started walking away and you quickly followed.

“where are we going?”

“office. we’re gonna check on leehan since you’re so depressed. or would you rather sit here and do nothing?”

taesan stopped to see your response which was obviously a no, you wanted to see him.

“we don’t have to go to the office. i know where he lives”

you confessed and taesan raised his eyebrows in amusement.

“you look really strict and no-nonsense, but you’re actually very cheeky huh?”

he teased and you adamantly protested in response as you two continued on.

“you know, i never liked you”

he said out of nowhere. it felt like a stab to the heart before he elaborated.

“you seemed so withdrawn, like you didn’t care at all for your classmates. i didn’t understand why leehan liked you. but now i can see that you’re completely different than what i thought”

taesan said, leaving you relieved to know he didn’t hate you anymore.

“as for leehan, i think he’s still here. zombies typically disappear when their legs start damaging and become unable to move. they disappear on their own before they can’t move anymore”

his words sent waves of relief through you. as for why leehan disappeared from school, the kids from earlier shoved trash in the keyhole so he couldn’t open the door.

taesan rang the doorbell and received no response. your heart started pounding anxiously. what if you were wrong and he did disappear? what if you could never see him again? you went to knock on the door, but before you could knock the door swung open.

seeing leehan’s face sent your heart into a confused mess. you felt flustered, happy, relieved. you two had been strangers for your entire life, but just seeing him manages to make you so so happy, and so hurt.

“are you gonna stay?”

taesan asked, breaking your gaze from leehan’s face. you nodded.

“since he’s here, i want to stay with him”

you said confidently. taesan nodded and left.

“thank you, taesan”

you called after him as he walked down the apartment halls. you paused to think about the embarrassing words you just said, face heating up slightly.

leehan began walking back into the apartment and you followed only to see something that broke your heart again. leehan tripped and his leg bent backward.

‘zombies typically disappear when their legs start damaging and become unable to move’

you sat with your knees to your chest while leehan sewed his leg back on. the only thing on your mind is that he would probably disappear soon.

‘i’m exhausted’

you thought before crashing down and falling asleep next to leehan.

your dreams that night were filled with every time you saw leehan at school, and the regret from not meeting him sooner.

you never tried to approach him. he was popular, and you were the new, quiet student.

‘this hurts so bad’

you woke up to leehan stroking your hair and his smile grew ever so slightly as you woke up.

ever since you met leehan, all you could feel was glimpses of him from when he was alive. you felt overwhelming amounts of warmth radiating from his presence that you loved dearly.

ever since you met leehan, your world shifted completely. you managed to touch his heart and pull him from his dark place. you realized that it’s okay to get hurt instead of being indifferent, so long as you two can build a connection together.

ever since you met leehan, a certain feeling in your heart bloomed into something uncontrollable. something that you’d never want to lose. even though you know he has to go, you love him more than he’ll ever know.

you cupped his face in your hands, and he smiled softly. his beautiful smile never seemed to fade when you were around.

“i’m so glad i met you leehan”

you smiled as tears threatened to spill. and you could have sworn you heard him say “yeah, me too” as he faded away.

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*you can end here instead of reading pt2 if you’re satisfied with the ending! pt2 is just the happy ending for those who prefer happy ones

[akiology]

Akiren, Ryuji, Yusuke, Goro takes care of an unwell S/O

Note: i know this is out of the blue, but look! I am still writing AHAHAHA i am feeling a bit unwell, my ear is hurting alot and i have cramps ... so have this, its not specified what reader has but they are sick (i will continue my other writings soon) i wrote this on my phone so sorry if it looks weird! i'll edit it when i get on my pc

Akiren

He is worried alot for your health. He urges you to go to the doctor, and promises to come with you. If you have went, however, he will surely list down the things the doctor recommended for you to do and help you with it. Oh you are out of this pain reliever? He'll go to the store and buy it for you. You want some soup? What do you want to eat? He will make it. If you have some urgent tasks to do, he will try to help you with it. If its something related to chores, he will do it instead. If it is something important like school, he will study the requirements and come up with suggestions so that you can easily pick it up later on.

Whatever you will need, he will provide. He will make sure to make the bed as comfortable as possible, and make the room peaceful (and might clean while you are asleep). Oh? You just want to cuddle? Well, he will gladly do so with you.

Ryuji

Ah! He is very worried about you. He bought some ramen and a few snacks for you on his way to your house. Asks you what you might need from him. Makes sure you are comfortable, and will gladly go out and buy some extra stuff that you need. He gets a bit fidgety, because he is very worried about you and wants you to get better fast. But he will try to pass the time by watching on his phone, or playing videogames. The volume is either muted or very low so he does not disturb you.

If you ask him to cuddle with you, he is very excited to do so. He will hold you and snuggle his face into your neck. He falls asleep before you do.

Yusuke

He is a little lost, but he is trying his best. He will not panic, as he does not want to worry you any further. He first asks what he can do to help you. If you say you want some food, he will text Akira on what dish he could whip up with the current ingredients that he has at home. If you say you want some medicine but cannot buy it yourself, he will get it along with some snacks and drink you might like. If you just want his company, he will bring over his work next to you, sketching while watching over you. He will also lend you your phone so you can watch/listen to something until you fall asleep.

He checks your temperature from time to time even though you insist its not a fever. He's just making sure, okay?

Goro

He will shake his head, and lightly scold you about how you should take better care of yourself. When he sees you're not up for it, he will not continue it any further. He is very strict, and forbids you from doing intensive work/chores. He will bring you some easy-to-digest food, like soup, and some water. If you cannot take certain foods, he is very firm on not letting you take it. No, not even a "little bit". The pout and puppy eyes aren't going to get him to crack either.

He means well, really. He just wants you to recover right away, so you can have all the food you want to consume later on. Oh? You want him beside you while you sleep? He will lie down beside you, and lend you his arm to sleep on. When you have fallen asleep, he will kiss you on the forehead, and make a few calls that he will not be able to go to "work" today.

[ghostlycomputerartisan]

This Was Unexpected PT.2

This Was Unexpected Pt.2 (Polyamorous Relationship with Shota Aizawa and Hizashi Yamada) Reader is Female and uses she/her pronouns

!!!WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT! (Hizashi gets hard) Implied sex, language, MENTIONS OF PANIC ATTACK

Word Count: 2014

Hizashi's hand tightened in yours, you looked over at him. There was a look of what seemed to be happiness on his face, but for once it was hard to read. Then you looked over at Shota. Of course you couldn't read him. No one ever could. He was always blank faced. Sometimes he showed something. 

"I wanna keep it," you finally spoke up. 

Hizashi immediately wrapped you in his arms and held you. A few stray tears of happiness flowed down his face. Shota took a second before he as well wrapped his arms around you. 

You went to the doctor with the boys a few days after to see how far along you were. You ended up already being a month into pregnancy. 5 weeks. Obviously you weren't really showing yet. But you didn't want to tell your agency. They would force you to quit hero work until you fully recovered from having the baby for safety of you and the child's health. That was something you didn't want to do until later. 

"Babe, you can still w-"

"But I wouldn't be helping people on the field. I'd be stuck at a stupid desk all day, Zash."

"Well, how ab-" 

"No, I can still move around perfectly fine! My only setbacks right now are my mood swings and morning sickness, which goes away by noon for me. I can still do hero work"

"But I-"

"Hizashi. We will make sure Y/n tells them around month 4 or 5. Just let her do what she wants right now, nothings going to happen." Shota said.

He was currently driving us to another house showing. We decided we needed to upgrade the house before having a kid and since Shota was going to be going on a mission soon to rescue a little girl. Shota's talked about taking her in previously, once she gets checked out and is free to go. So you'll end up needing at least a three bedroom. 

"Thank you, baby!" You smiled at him, squeezing the hand that sat on your thigh. 

The house searching was actually really fun for you and Hizashi. Shota didn't find it as interesting since he didn't have as much of a nack for decorating. It didn't last long before you all were ready to go home for dinner. Plus, Shota had night patrol and needed to rest before having to get up. 

"What're we gonna have for dinner?"

"I don't know" you shrugged, "But I sure as hell ain't cooking, so probably left overs or a frozen meal out of the freezer"

"Whattt," Hizashi whined. "Why can't Sho cook tonight!!" 

"Did you forget that I have night patrol?"

"No, but..."

Shota sighed, "what do you want me to order?"

"YAY!!"

The second the three of you got home, Hizashi was running inside with your dinner. You rolled your eyes at him and closed the car door, looking over to the west, noticing the gorgeous sunset. Standing there for a minute, you felt an arm snake around your waist and hold you close. You rested your head on his chest.

"So pretty," you muttered.

"Mmmm, just like you, darling."

Hizashi snuck back outside from your apartment building and saw you two like that and took a few pictures. He saved it as his lock screen and the decided to go bother his two lovers. 

"Hey! Your dinners going to get cold!!" 

Smiling and looking back at him, "we're coming 'Zashi!"

"Way to ruin a moment," Shota mumbled, "what a dumb blonde."

You giggled and took Shota's hand, heading inside the apartments. When you got inside, Shota headed straight for the bedroom. You went over and sat with Hizashi at the small dining table and began eating with him. 

"Can we cuddle tonight?"

"Of course!!! We always do!!"

"No, I mean like... can we stay up and like, watch a movie and cuddle. We always cuddle while sleeping, but we don't cuddle that much when we're awake." 

"Aww, is my baby feelin' clingy! You're so cute babe!!"

You blushed and looked away from him. When you finished dinner, you checked the time, making sure that Shota didn't need to be up yet. You did some dishes while Hizashi figured out what to watch. You looked over at the clock. It was about 8:20. Shota didn't need to be up for another 10 minutes, but of course, you decided you wanted to go cuddle with him before he left too. 

You shuffled into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed where Aizawa was resting. You flipped him onto his back. You knew he was awake and just trying to ignore you to get some more rest before having to get up. He let out a heavy sigh as you straddled his hips, his hands coming up to rest on your waist. 

"Couldn't jus' lemme sleep?" He sighed, "jus' like 'Zashi"

You laid down on his chest, your head resting under his chin on his chest. His hands moved to play with your hair and the other, to rub up and down your back. You snuggle into his warm body, your hand resting on his chest, while the other grips at his tangled hair. You sighed in contentment, before you heard a sad whine escape your other partner. 

"Y/n!! You said you wanted to cuddle with me!!" 

"I do, I was just waking up Shota," you mumbled, eyes drooped shut.

"Well it looks like you're falling asleep with Shota, NOT waking him up!"

You giggled, eyes still shut, "I would never do that!"

Hizashi huffed, crawling into bed with his lovers and sitting on your butt and laying on top of the two of you.

You giggled again, not minding Yamada's extra weight on you. "Can we just not move?"

"Nope, I got work," Shota ruined the moment. 

You heard Hizashi and Shota share a few kisses, probably initiated by Hizashi. 

"Keep kissing me like that and we're gonna have more problems," Hizashi whined.

"Hizashi, It was basically just a few pecks! How the hell are you getting hard from basically nothing??" (This is that face palming emoji, like that's how I imagine this moment to be) 

"It's not my fault!!" He whined again,"you're both just so sexy!!" 

"Ewww!!! I can feel it on my butt!! Get off!!"

Hizashi pouted getting off of you and sitting next to his lovers on the bed. 

"What time is it Zash?" 

"Uhh," he picked up his phone, "It's 8:32"

Shota sighed, "I gotta get up, honey" 

You groaned, letting go and rolling off of him. You laid on your side, facing Hizashi. You kept your eyes closed, curling up to fall asleep. 

"Babe, it's only 8:30! You're gonna fall asleep so early!! What about cuddling!!"

"Too tired now!" you exclaimed.

"Come on Hizashi, leave her alone. Let's deal with your problem real quick so I can get to work. Unless Y/n wants to deal with you."

They both awaited your response.

"Mm-mm"

"Okay!" Yamada replied excitedly, jumping off the bed, heading towards the bathroom.

You laid in bed, holding a pillow and resting your eyes. You would've probably been able to sleep had it not been for the loud moaning. And muffled 'shhh, you're gonna wake her up!'. You half drifted off, hearing the bathroom door open and Hizashi shuffle out. He came and laid down with you and pulled you into his arms to cuddle you.

"Better?" you mumbled.

"Mhm"

Shota opened the bathroom door and came out. He sat down on the edge of the bed while putting his shoes on. Once he finished, he sat hunched over probably asking himself why he chose this life for himself. He got up and stretched before turning around to give you a kiss on your temples. You rolled over and pulled him in for a kiss on the lips. You pulled him in for another kiss, not wanting to let go. He lifted your chin and kissed you back gently. 

"I gotta go to work, baby," he mumbled against your lips.

"Mm-mm"

"Mhm"

"Come on babe, let 'em go"

"You're only okay with him leaving cause he fucked you," you pouted.

Shota let out a breathy chuckle before giving you one last kiss. Then giving Hizashi a kiss before heading out the door. You cuddled Hizashi with your hand in his long blonde hair, and your leg between his. You're head nuzzled into his neck below his chin. You kissed his neck softly. You felt him kiss your forehead a few times before reaching over and grabbing the blanket to lay over you two.

"You really going to sleep right now, baby?" 

You nodded slightly, holding him tighter. You felt him grab his phone out of his pocket, the arm under your head held it as he scrolled while the other gently glided up and down your side, occasionally cheekily reaching down to your ass to give it a squeeze. 

You drifted off to sleep till you heard Shota open the door to the bedroom quietly. He must've removed his shoes by the door since you didn't hear his steps. It was probably around 2 AM. You didn't hear anymore movement for a few seconds, then he shuffled over to the nightstand behind Hizashi. He put down his phone to charge and started changing into comfier clothes. He reached over both of you to grab Hizashi's phone, since he fell asleep while staring at it. He plugged it in and sat on the edge of the bed. Normally, he would just join you and you'd both fall asleep pretty easily since you woke up sometimes when he got home. 

"Sho?" You whispered, slowly sitting up, rubbing your eyes. "You okay, baby?"

"Mm-mm," he hummed. 

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" You asked now more awake and aware, gently shaking Hizashi awake.

"Don't wake 'em," Aizawa muttered, "He's got an early shift, gotta sleep."

"Okay... Do you wanna go talk?" 

He let out a shaky sigh, "can we?"

You nodded, slipping out of bed and following Shota back out to the living room, quietly closing the bedroom door on the way. He took you out to the small balcony and sat down on the small chair in the corner pulling you to sit on his lap. You held him close to your chest, and he let out a few shaky breaths. His eyes were closed and his hold on you was tight. A few tears spilled down his face. A sob racked through his body. He rarely cried, let alone sob. He struggled to breathe for a second, seeming like he was about to have a panic attack. 

"Shhh, baby, breathe... Calm down honey... You're okay, you're safe" You tried to comfort. 

He matched his breathing to yours, but sobs still racked his body. It took him awhile to calm down. You stroked his hair gently. You didn't want to push him to tell you anything, so you sat there in silence till he was ready.

"There was a Nomu... We defeated it, but..." His breath hitched, "USJ."

"Flashback..."

He nodded. You sat in silence for a few minutes, holding him and playing with his hair. "I promise you're safe," he nodded again.

Hizashi opened the balcony door. He didn't say anything, he just walked over to you two, sitting on the armrest of the chair and hugging Shota. "Why didn't you wake me?" He mumbled, sleep evident in his voice but he still pouted.

"He told me not to wake you since you had morning patrol... 'm sorry, we weren't leaving you out, honey." You whispered, removing your hand from Shota's back and placing it on Hizashi's cheek. He leaned into your hand, enjoying the physical affection. One of Shota's arms remained around you while the other made its way around Hizashi's waist. You kissed Shota's forehead, and rested your cheek against it.

"Do you wanna go to bed?" You mumbled.

Shota nodded and you all piled off of him. You wiped off his remaining tears and led him to the bedroom. You each laid on opposite sides of Aizawa and wrapped your arms around around him. 

"We love you, baby," Hizashi whispered.

"Love you guys too"