#hey this seems like it would be stressful for u to do alone so I'm gonna come keep you company

[kalki-tarot]

A conversation between you and your future spouse – timeless pac 💌

Disclaimer : this reading is for entertainment purposes only and does not guarantee any possible outcomes. Tarot is not 100% correct all the times. Your life is in your hands and you are responsible for your own actions and decisions.

Pile one 💫

This situation seems like some third party is affecting your relationship. The third party can be anything from people to things to addictions etc. You assumed thay future spouse may have lied to you about something which caused a fight between you guys. Remember that fights are normal in a relationship. And can be resolved with proper communication and understanding.

Your fs : See, I'm too disappointed with this situation and i deeply regret it. But you see, it's not entirely my fault..

You : I'm completely heartbroken because of you

Your fs : I clearly left and ignored that woman when she approached me darling, I walked away! I don't even know that woman!

Your anger calms down when your fs explains themselves. And you feel relieved. You may have insecurities about your fs leaving you for some other woman, so you got angry.

You : You know that I'm scared of you leaving me alone for someone else

Your fs : I know that, and i will never leave you sweetheart! Do you get that!? Don't get insecure about anything. I'm always yours. You are my better half and you are the only one with whom i feel at home, at peace.

Your fs comforts you and tells you how much you mean to them and you need not worry about anything or anyone. They also hug you and rub your back for sometime. This situation may take place while you guys are on a trip or traveling somewhere.

Pile two 💫

Wow, this conversation will take place when you are getting married or about to get married to your fs. You are happy and excited but you are also having racing thoughts and a restless heart. You are just feeling nervous about the whole thing, some of you guys actually suffer from overthinking and anxiety. And you are having intrusive thoughts at this moment.

Your fs : Hey honey ~ why are you standing there all alone? Come! Have fun with all our friends and relatives. Let's have a drink together ^^

You just stand there silent and say : Umh, I'm actually kinda scared.. to get married i guess..? This all seems to fast to me. I'm having intrusive thoughts, my mind is thinking of all the possibilities ahh! I'm getting frustrated... this feels like a big change for me. It's not that i don't want to get married with you it's just.. too fast for me!

Your fs : Hey hey hey! Calm down! I'm here for you. This may feel too fast but think of how joyful you were when we first decided to get married! It's a new beginning for both of us, i can understand you. You just need to relax. Don't worry about anything, I'll take the lead and do everything for you. You just take a deep breathe and calm yourself.

Your fs calms you down and assures you. You feel better when you hear them talk about taking care of you well. And you know from the deep corners of your heart that they will make a good spouse. Your anxiety feels relieved. And you are happy to have them in your life as a counterpart.

Pile 03 💫

This conversation can happen when you are going through a tough time in regards of your career. You are struggling between work and deadlines. You are completely exhausted but you are still working hard. Even people in your workplace may not appreciate you enough and you feel disappointed with yourself.

Your fs : hey nerd ;) where your eyes lookin' at? Come let's have some fun, take a break would you? Let's go out somewhere shall we?

You : Can you please not disturb me? I'm doing something important rn. And I'm not going anywhere till i finish this !

You frown and continue with your work. Your fs notices that.

Your fs : what happened dear? Is everything alright ? Are you stressed about anything?

You : yes! I am! Anything to do with you?

Your fs : why are u getting mad sweetie? 😋

You : AHHAHASAHAH, I'm so f**king stressed about this damn work i have to do. no one even notices my hardwork and patience! I'm sick of this!

Your fs : I appreciate you, your family appreciates you and you should change your godamn job if it keeps you hurting all the time yk? You have so much money already you should start some business or smth.

You : You know what! You are absolutely correct. I should start something of my own.

Your fs motivated you to leave your toxic work environment and start something of your own.

[wayfayrr]

hey uh. if requests r open. would it b possible to request a follow up to that self-aware-twi fic. if not thats ok i just wanted u to know i havent stopped thinking about it since i read it. altered my brain chemistry, touch-starved twilight princess link my beloved, etc etc. ur writing is top-tier <3<3<3

I think the best part about this ask is - I've had this written since early January. I actually wrote part two as a birthday gift for a good friend of mine @glowyskull <33

So this is more just me finally posting it sfbgdfbgdb. it's also funny to think that the twilight fic is my most popular fic now considering how the self aware au really started as just a really guiltily self indulgent fic - something fun to write that I didn't think could get as big as it did on my blog. and I'm glad that you liked it so much <333 whimpery touch starved twilight princess link is just so AUGH love him so

[masterlist]

“Oh you’re finally wakin up then darlin’.”

“...hmm?”

“C’mon darlin’, you can’t have forgotten what happened earlier already? Can you? Your fever - cold isn’t that bad so you can't have…”

Who’s rambling… and why does it sound so familiar?  Wait does that mean - is everything that happened earlier all real then, did link really crawl out of my tv just because he was lonely. Because I left him there, left him all on his own to rot in his own solitude. 

“Link? You - that - everything was real then? All of it?”

“All of it darlin’, from how I got out to how I’m never gonna leave ya.”

“Huh..? I could’ve sworn that you didn’t even mention anything like that…”

“Mhm, well you’re ill and still a little out of it darlin’ so you probably just forgot, you did agree though.” 

It does sound like something that I would agree to, I mean I’m the reason that he’s sentient. It would be cruel of me to throw him to the other wolves, he isn’t from here but besides even that, he isn’t from here. He doesn’t know how this world works, it would be worse than sending a dog to a shelter. It would be his death sentence for certain, and after all that I put him through for a simple pause in playing. The way he’s petting my hair like this though, it’s enough to simply just wash the rest of my worries away, if I could I would spend the rest of my life right here easily.  

“About your illness though, do you have any red potion anywhere?” 

“No, no things like that don’t exist here link and the painkillers I have aren’t worth moving for.” 

“If you’re sure… I’ll go and get them for you the second you change your mind.”    

“You don’t even know where I keep them.” 

His hand paused at that, causing me to let out an involuntary whine. I couldn’t even think to stop it with how it slipped out instantly, which he seemed fond of. Cuddling me closer to his chest and resting his head on top of mine, with what felt like a giant smile on his face. 

“I can look for them, It’s not like I won’t need to learn where everything is now that I’m living with ya… besides I’ve already put you through so much stress when you’re not well.”

“You didn’t mean to link, how could you have known I was sick?”

“...I don’t know - I just - it shouldn’t have been hard to know with how you looked when you opened the game. I’m sorry love I just wasn’t even thinking I just wanted to be out, but I should’ve been more considerate to you.”

With how silent he is in the game you could never have guessed how much he likes to ramble, it’s the second or third time it’s happened since he crawled out of the glas- the glass. Are his bandages holding up, he seems fine but he’s not from here, any infection could be deadly. He wouldn’t even see it coming with how much he’s fawning over my comfort right now. 

“Link?” “Yes, darlin’?”

Oh wow, he - well he’s whipped already. Is it real love or has all that time trapped alone twisted him into this. I’d look into getting him therapy but… if he mentioned the truth then it would be a matter of seconds until he’d be diagnosed with something inaccurate. No one. No one at all would ever believe that a video game character actually broke out of their game - especially not someone like Link falling for an exhausted student like me.

“Are you feeling alright? You have so many cuts and wounds right now.”

“It’s nothing that’s worse than anything else I’ve ever had. They do feel more real though.”

“...real?”

“They feel like real wounds, not something that could be healed away in seconds and they’re just tiny scrapes.”He sounds so giddy as he’s talking about being hurt - it’s unnerving when he starts holding me even tighter when he’s saying it. I don’t think I’m ever going to be getting away from him ever again… if I wanted to. Why shouldn’t I take a chance at having a relationship though. He cares about me - he really does even if it’s unhinged - it would be so nice to come home to him, to be able to spoil him and be spoilt by him. Even being held like this feels so unreal, so impossible that I shouldn’t be here with him. So much so that I want to stay here and fall back asleep without any argument. Didn’t he even say he wanted to be my lover? Why look over a gift too closely?

[jxckchxmpi0n]

can u do something where reader has a cat and ethan is meeting it for the first time!!

RAHHH!!! this is so fucking cute omg......

Cuddle Buddie

Ethan Landry x Reader || m.list

Warnings: it's just all fluff

word count: 1.1k

the urge to write this week is so high right now!!!! (tumblr fr fr giving me a hard time while writing this)

did not proof read (im so stressed this wont save again)

You haven't seen your boyfriend in about a week, with his classes and your scheduling time together seemed difficult. So, you both agreed that he would come over Saturday after he was done at work.

It was Tuesday and you were already done with classes, sitting in your shared apartment with Tara, Sam, and Mindy you sat on the couch mindlessly scrolling through Instagram. Your eyes landed on a post about someone giving away kittens, the post had said they would give the kitten the shots it needed and would give them away for fairly cheap.

One thing led to another, and you stood outside the ladies' house with Tara. "I can't believe I'm doing this." Tara shared the same excitement as you did, she stood next to you jumping up and down as the lady brought the kitten out.

it was a small gray cat asleep in her arms, and your heart melted the second you saw him. All curled up, what an angle. "He is just a babe" You reached in and held him yourself. "Ethan is going to flip when he sees him" Tara was right next to you softly petting the top of the cat's head.

-

A few days had passed, the kitten was getting used to the apartment and exploring the place. You and Tara both realized that he was in love with biting people's feet.

Ethan was supposed to come over today and meet the kitten. He actually had no idea still that you had gotten him.

He was eventually on his way; it was after his econ class so it was already late. you were getting some dinner ready for the two of you, Tara was out with Chad and Sam was out with Danny. you were excited that it was going to be just the two of you.

You had left the kitten in your room not wanting Ethan to walk in right away and see the little fur ball.

After thirty minutes the front door lock clicked, with the door opening right after. Ethan came walking in with a huge smile on his face. "hey, baby" he was towards you, his hand reaching your waist pulling you in for a sweet quick kiss.

"hey, how was econ?" you smile as you watch him set his keys, and backpack down. He comes back to you standing next to you as you stir the pasta sauce.

"It was pretty good, we got a pop quiz which I was not excited about but I feel like I passed it" you held up the spoon for him to taste it. He gladly took the spoon humming at the flavors.

"Wow, that's-" Right as he was about to speak a loud crash came from your room. Your heart picked up thinking what the kitten had gotten himself into. "What was that?"

"OH, ow you faked touching the pot which caused him to jump. He rushed to you to make sure you were okay, as you held your fake burnt hand, he took it from you to look at it. The sound from the room was long forgotten.

time had passed and you were both down with food, you were finally ready to show Ethan the kitten. "So actually, I have something I wanted to show you" you got up from the couch leaving him alone, running to your room you found the kitten sleeping in his tower.

"I honestly didn't fully expect this, but you know why not" Ethan was listen to your talk, his brain was running miles while trying to figure out what you were going to show him. Just as he had given up you came walking out with some weird lump in your arms.

As you got closer, he realized it was a kitten "Oh my god is that-" he sat up so fast, shifting his body so it was closer to you as you sat down. The kitten was awake, he was just chilling in your arms but once he was Ethan, he started to move so he could smell him.

He slowly but surely got out of your arms and into Ethan's lap, he looked at him for a moment before he started to mess with Ethan's hand as he was trying to pet him. "Yeah, I got him a few days ago, I went with Tara. I saw someone post about them and I just had to check it out."

Ethan was so lost in playing with the kitten he almost didn't hear you. "This is adorable, babe oh god I love him already" You smiled at the interaction between the two. "I just know for sure we are going to be fighting for your attention" Ethan looked at you smiling as the kitten kept biting his hand.

They played for the next thirty minutes, the kitten jumped around as Ethan threw his toys around, and moving to the floor the kitten would hide under the couch and bite Ethan's feet. Staying out of it your heart was so full seeing Ethan play with the kitten. You just knew it was a good idea to get him and you can't wait for the late nights like this to come in the future.

[icycoldninja]

Hey there, I love your writing style especially for vergil:)

I have an angsty idea since you like angst.

Have you heard of the troupe where "the older person ruins the life of the younger one that they wanted to help." ?

I think vergil and the reader are meant for this dynamic lol.

Ayy, thanks, means a lot to hear that 💜 Though I haven't heard of that trope, I'm gonna do my best to do it justice, don't worry. Thank u for the ask, I do love angst. 🫠

Misguided (Vergil X Reader angst)

Vergil had to have been the most overprotective man you'd ever met. He hated seeing you sad, or even wearing a frown, and went to extremes to keep that from happening. He'd done his very best to protect you and keep you safe, but it seemed that what he did wasn't enough.

Or maybe, it was too much.

In order to keep you from ever having to feel sad or pressured, he scared away all your friends. In order to keep your life stress-free, he threatened and blackmailed your boss so you would receive lighter workloads. To keep you all to himself, he intimidated all the men in your life so no one would be tempted to take you away. To make sure you'd never die from an accident, he secretly sabatoged your car. To make sure you could never get robbed or assaulted, he stole your keys and never let you go out without him coming too. He also took control of all your affairs, from paying the bills to doing your taxes so you wouldn't have to worry.

Anything you could have possibly needed to do, he did for you. He took care of you the way a parent looks after a child, growing more and more possessive and jealous each day. He thought that he was doing you a favor; that taking on all the responsibilities was making your life easier, when in reality, it wasn't.

Your friends refused to contact you, your boss had fired you because he was afraid to give you work because he couldn't afford to pay an employee who did nothing, and no one you knew, even your family, would speak to you because they were afraid Vergil would come after them if they said something to make you feel bad. You now had nothing and no one except for Vergil, who insisted on taking charge of everything in your life. You felt so trapped, so alone and isolated.

Could you really be blamed you now that you wanted to leave?

"I'm sorry," You told him, tears running down your face as you dragged your suitcase to the front door. "I just can't do this anymore. I...I can't live like this."

"Why not?" Vergil demanded, gripping your arm in a fearful attempt to keep you from leaving. "You have everything here. What more could you possibly need?"

"That's the problem," You replied, furiously wiping your eyes with yor free hand. "I have everything here, and at the same time, nothing."

"What do you mean?" Vergil asked, his voice unusually quivering. "You are safe here. There is nothing that can hurt you. If you go out there, you will be alone. No one will come to help you."

"Exactly," You said, sniffling. "I'm alone. I have nothing. Thanks to you, I'm jobless, I have no friends, and my family won't even speak to me!"

"But you have everything you need here," Vergil insisted, tightening his grip on your arm. "You do not need a job, or friends, if I am taking care of you."

"But I don't want that!" You exclaimed, jerking your arm away. "I'm a grown adult, I can take care of myself! I don't need you to baby me! I want to live my own life and make my own decisions!" When you saw the shocked, heartbroken expression on Vergil's face, you felt a lump form in your throat. Swallowing hard, you spun around and unlocked the door.

"I'm sorry, Vergil, this...this is hard to say, but...it's over."

With that, you tore open the door and disappeared into the night, leaving the shocked, despondent half devil standing in the darkened hallway all alone.

Sinking into a nearby chair with his head in his hands, Vergil had to wonder what he'd done to have such a tragedy befall him. What did he do wrong? Why did you have to leave? He gave you everything you wanted, why did you still want more? Wasn't what he did enough for you?

What the forlorn half-devil failed to realize was that though his intentions were pure, his methods for carrying them out were horribly misguided.

[milkyst4rs]

Hi hi! Can i request diluc childe and thoma (seperate) with reader thats gentle and dosent get mad easily but whenver theyre alone they curse like a sailor over anything that made reader pissed off. Reader dosent like showing theyre anger so they release theyre anger alone and got caught by them one day (maybe even caught violently stabbing raw chicken and vegetables while making dinner hahshs)

(Sorry this was long)

You good?

diluc, childe, thoma x gn reader. crackfic

thanku for ur request! Hope u like it🫶🏽 Thomas one is so fluffy☠️ can yall tell i love him

Diluc

Flowery, angelic, soft. Those were the 3 descriptors diluc would often tell people when they would enquire about you, his s/o. You were like a saint, always understanding, talking to the children of the town, picking flowers for him everyday.

So why were you angrily cursing at a pile of burnt cookies in the kitchen?

Diluc had just gotten home from his nightly batman duties and was concerned when you didn't reply to his usual, "I'm home, dear."

He heard a commotion in the kitchen.

"I swear on the 7 fucking archons, if this next batch of cookies doesn't turn out perfect I will actually kill someone."

Diluc's eyes widened. What was going on in there? He had to see if everything was alright. He slid the door to the kitchen open.

"Dear? Is everything oka-"

"holy shit- oh hey honey! Welcome home! How was your day, love?"

Momentarily ignoring your change in vocabulary, he took a scan throughout the kitchen. A burnt mountain of chocolate chip cookies stood there on the counter.

"I, uh. I see that you're baking cookies..."

"Mhm! I got a little bored, all the ingredients I needed were all here so I thought of making something sweet for you!"

"I see, thank you darling. It seems like you're having...some trouble? I've never heard you so frustrated dear, though I must say it is quite amusing."

He said chuckling, he walked over to the burnt cookies and took out a...cheese grater? He walked back to you and pushed the cookies and grater toward you, was he expecting you to do something with this orrrr?

"Adelinde taught me this trick, if you have burnt your cookies, just grate the charred sides and it will look and taste perfect."

"Shit, really? Thanks love!"

He has no clue how your choice of words can go from vulgar to sweet and loving, but he finds it kinda hot.

Childe

You and childe were polar opposites. He was a bloodthirsty son of a bitch and you were caring and nurturing, against violence and hate.

The people of Snezhnaya have no clue how the two of you got together but hey, it seems like it's working out well.

Whenever you and your boyfriend would go out for dates, people would hesitantly greet the two of you so they don't get put on the Fatui's hit list. You noticed this, however, and decided to tell people that you aren't going to hurt or put in a bad word about them. After awhile, everyone was happy to see you waltz into their shop, taking a look around and initiating small talk.

Today, you had asked childe to help you with physical combat, he gladly accepted of course.

He brought you to his usual practice area so he could teach you tricks on a dummy. Practice went well, you managed to build up stamina and strength in your arms.

"Phew! You learn quick babe! Let's take a break, wait here I'll go get us some drinks."

He pressed a kiss on your forehead and walked out of the practice grounds. You decided to practice a little more while waiting for him.

You were fired up. Landing hits and punches on the dummy like it was your worst enemy.

"Fuckin' bitch."

A kick to the head.

"Argh! Yeah that's right, cry little fucker!"

A punch to the jaw.

This was fun! It's a great stress reliever too.

While you were cursing at the poor dummy, unbeknownst to you, your lovely boyfriend was standing behind a wall giggling at your vulgar choice of words.

He had come back 3 minutes ago, no harm in watching his precious s/o completely obliterate his training dummy right?

"I didn't know you were such a fighter [name]! You can land hits physically and mentally, very impressive sweets."

You flushed the moment you saw childe walk to you.

"Don't you dare tell anyone about this. I was in the zone."

Childe chuckled and passed you your drink,

"Ok ok! You're really cute when you get all fired up ya' know?"

Thoma

Ah my sweet sweet boy. He thought he knew everything about you, that you two were made for eachother. Imagine his shock when he sees you repeatedly stabbing a boiled chicken while cursing at it.

Where did the soft and loving [name] go? Is the chicken okay? (Obviously not since it's boiled but thoma is too concerned to think logically.) He remembered you saying that you'd be the one making dinner today, he's never seen this kind of cooking method before. Ah! Maybe you're using a technique from...what's his name? Gordon Rambly? Corden Ramsly?

He jumped out his thoughts and rushed to your side, worried that you might stab your hand accidentally.

"[name]! What's going on?? Are you alright?"

"Oh! Thoma! Thank the archons, please help me. This dumb crusty ass of a chicken won't cook properly! I've been trying to make it nice and tender but IT KEEPS. GETTING. STIFF."

Thoma's eyes went wide as frisbees.

"Ah! [name], mind your language! People can hear you! And, the water has got to boil on medium heat, you set it way to high!"

"I DID SET IT ON THE STUPID MEDIUM HEAT THINGY. IT'S THE FUCKING CHICKENS FAULT!"

"Shh! Okok, come here. Calm down.."

He pulled you in for a warm hug, immediately your mind went blank at your anger dissipated. You felt him press a kiss to the crown of your head and you blushed.

"Sorry, I've just been a little irritated today.."

He laughed and held you closer.

"It's ok love. Come on, let's make dinner together!"

"But I wanted to make this awesome meal for you so you could relax...now you have to do all this. Sorry.."

He lifted your chin with his thumb and index finger, his gaze soft and loving.

"I am always at peace when I'm with you, love. No matter how mad you get."

He mumbled the last part but you heard it and giggled, leaving him a sweet kiss on the lips.

[comforttears]

· Oneshot: "Stressed."

TW: Mental breakdown, vent regression, trauma.

— Little! Pest/Cg! Party Noob —

Pest tends to keep things private to himself, I mean, the idea of being vulnerable to others disturbs him. Sometimes, when DrRetro came to see him, he took the opportunity to tell her about certain situations that overwhelmed his mind...

He hasn't heard from her in recent days. But, it's okay, he doesn't need her, he never needed anyone, Pest knows how to take care of himself (Or he wants to believe that...)

The beetle is usually surrounded by people who claim to be his friends, but it's hard to believe. He feels the situation of abandonment he suffered as a child will happen again and he prefers to prevent it.

It will happen again.

Soon the thoughts of the beetle faded away, when he felt someone take his hand, he startled, dropping the spoon of apple filling mixture. "Woah! Calm duw!" The noob raised their hands.

Every so often they usually get together to bake, for someone's birthday or just for fun. But this day Poob noticed Pest was very strange, he looked distracted, and did not seem to be paying attention to his surroundings. "U okay?"

"I am" Pest replied reluctantly, picking up the wooden spoon and leaving it on the table. Oh god, What would have happened if he had thrown the mixture away? He would have ruined everything again.

Why did he feel so bad about dropping a simple spoon? I mean, it's an accident, it happens to everyone, right? But Pest felt like a useless boy...

Poob had gone to get a rag to clean up, but they didn't expect to find Pest holding back tears, they rushed over, cupping his cheeks. "Hey, hey, whut happened?"

As a natural reaction, Pest pushed him away, his cheeks red from the embarrassment of looking so vulnerable in front of the noob. He wanted to run away, to hide in his home without anyone watching him. "Leave me alone!"

His voice broke, unexpectedly, Pest was already wrapped in a sea of tears, Poob was confused because they didn't want to overwhelm him but they didn't want to leave him alone either...

So, they put their arm around him, feeling Pest cling tightly to them. They patted him on the back, whispering little "shh"s, Poob didn't know what was going through the beetleguy's head, but whatever it was, they would let him know that they would be there for him.

"It's okay, yu're safe here, Pesty..." He spent about 10 minutes crying, Poob felt like crying too, it hurt them to hear him so bad. "Do yu want to talk about it?"

"N-no!" Well, they can't force him. "Okay, okay... Du yu want to lie duwn?" Pest nodded, the blonde carefully picked up the beetleboy, he was bigger but that didn't stop them from carrying him! The noob took him to his room, leaving him on the bed.

There they were now, Pesty lying down and curled up on the smaller noob, they played with his white hair, calming him down... "Dun't worry, I'll stay with you."

But they were hard words to believe... "Don't lie to me..." He whispered, wiping his nose.

"Why would I lie to you?" And Pest remained silent, not knowing what to answer. Poob pulled him closer, cuddling him in their arms. "I'm not going anywhere Pesty, I swear"

"...You promise?

"I promise" And finally, they gave him a little kiss on his forehead, later they would eat the apple pie.

I tried! But I feel like the translator is a bit of a handicap for me, English is not my mother tongue! 😭

If you need anything else, let me know!

I'll be making my AO3 account soon ✨

[getsojaded]

you don't go to parties iii | calum hood

a/n: I DID IT GUYS R U PROUD OF ME

i was in a bigggg writing funk before this and i’m glad i got it done. sorry for making u guys wait so terribly long for it. i love u

warnings: calum hood x she/her reader, lowercase intended, calum's a mess (slight alcohol tw) angst happy ending

—

calum ghosted himself from everybody since that encounter with him, y/n, and his bandmates.

the other three boys tried their absolute hardest to get a word out of him, making endless phone calls, sending texts every ten minutes, and they even tried knocking at his door. calum ignored all of them, and gradually, it all just stopped.

he didn't really know what to do with himself. he had been so used to an environment full of so many people around him, and now? only having, himself, his dog and a few guitars? this felt new to him.

he also hadn't touched a drop of alcohol since him and the boys' fight.

looking back at it, calum knows he might have not reacted in the best way possible. he was angry, he really was. seeing his ex-girlfriend leave michael's house with all three of his bestfriends there was almost the last thing he expected to see, and it took him aback. but he knows he had no right to start yelling at all of them.

he's tried reaching out. in calum's head, luke seems like he would be the easiest to talk to – they've known each other since they were sixteen ; they tell each other everything. so why couldn't calum just muster up some courage and call him? text him, even?

as he sits at his couch with his phone in his hands, he looks at the message he's typed out.

hey guys, i know this is kind of out of the blue but i wanted to say sorry to you guys in person. i did some really fucked up shit and i know you guys were just looking out for me. do you think we could all meet up?

he deletes it before laying on the couch and going to bed.

—

initially, calum's woken up by a ding!, indicating somebody's texted him. slightly suprised, but not awake enough to care, he ignores it and attempts to go back to sleep. that happens to be unsuccessful as his phone starts ringing.

sitting up from the couch slightly annoyed, he picks up the phone and rubs his eyes. "hello?" calum groans.

"calum?" a slurred voice rings through his ears, and that's all it takes for him to jump back into full consciousness. "calum! you answered!" y/n happily exclaims through the phone, and he already knows she's had something to drink.

"are you okay, y/n?" calum softly asks while he walks to his bedroom.

"i'm okay! i'm at the bar alone and i had a few shots, and i started thinking about you. the boys told me that they haven't heard from you in about a week or so, and i didn't contact you because i was scared i was gonna make it worse. but i was thinking about you and i got really worried, so i called you to make sure you're okay," y/n rambles, sighing as she finishes closing her tab, picking up her bag from the table and walking towards the exit.

"you're – you're alone?" calum asks, concern laced in his voice and his face although she can't see it. "yeah, i'm just about to leave. anyways, thanks for answering. i'm glad to hear you're okay-"

"y/n i swear to god if you end this phone call right now," calum sternly tells her in response, picking up his keys and making his way to his front door. "where are you?"

"you know where i am," y/n responds softly. "you have to know where i am."

calum stops in his tracks for a brief moment before fully understanding what she means by that.

"stay there, please. i'm on my way."

—

she's sitting on the side of the pavement, a cig in her hand while she waits for him to get there. she doesn't smoke very often, but when she does, she knows her emotions are taking over.

after y/n heard from michael that calum hasn't spoken to him or the other boys in over a week, she started to feel stressed out. was the slight fallout between all of them her fault? should she have hung out that one day with michael, and maybe everything would have been okay?

she's clouded in her own thoughts, a hand on her head while she takes the last hit of her cigarette before throwing it on the ground and putting it out with the heel of her shoe. headlights start to approach her, and from the car model, she already knows that it's calum.

she gets up and lightly brushes off her body before walking towards his car. calum quickly puts his car in park before rushing over to y/n and helping her into the passengers seat of the car.

"hi calum! good to see you." y/n tells him with a lazy smile on her face, looking up at him. the happy feeling is not reciprocated, as he looks at her with a nonchalant face and nodding to adress her.

he's back in the drivers seat, putting the car back in drive when she starts to speak up again. "are you mad at me?"y/n asks softly, playing with her fingers and not making eye contact.

"i'm not mad," calum starts. "i'm just, a little disappointed. you know better than to go out alone. you know that's not safe. i was just worried about you." he breathes out heavily, focusing on the road.

"that's not what i'm talking about, y/n responds, looking at him with a sad smile. "i'm asking if you're mad at me for seeing michael, luke and ashton. i'm asking you if you're mad at me for.. for leaving you."

"y/n, i don't know if we should be talking about this, at least right now we shouldn't..." calum trails off, closing his eyes for a split second.

"you can tell me the truth, cal. you can hate me."

he looks to his right, just to see her face for just a second, and she sees her looking at him with watery eyes and a small frown. she's on the verge of tears, and he can't let that happen.

taking his right hand off the wheel and reaching for her hand, he grabs it and intertwines it with his, his thumb rubbing against the base of her thumb.

"i don't, y/n. i don't hate you. don't think i ever could."

she nods silently, and the conversation comes to an end before calum reaches her house. he exits his side and opens y/n's car door to walk her to her front door.

“thanks for helping me get home,” y/n whispers to the boy helping her stand up while he takes out her keys from her purse. not saying anything, calum unlocks the door and walks the both of them inside, shutting it behind him and helping her take off her shoes.

she’s in her change of clothes and the two of them are sitting next to each other when calum asks, “why did you go to the bar tonight?” y/n’s still kind of out of it, and she can’t quite yet process the entirety of her situation. so while she’s sitting on the edge of her bed next to calum, she does what she feels is best — pour her heart out.

“i told you earlier, i’ve been thinking about you. i’m worried about you cal.. i have been even before you stopped talking to your best friends. i know how you’ve been acting, partying and all. and i guess… i guess like i feel that it’s my fault? i never gave you a chance? i just, i just kind of got up and left without telling you.. i shouldn’t have done that. and now, the first time we talk to each other in months is a result of me getting too drunk needing help… you hurt me a lot but i didn’t realize how much i hurt you.. and i’m sorry. it’s long overdue but, i’m really sorry. if i could go back and do it over again i would.”

calum’s glassy eyes meet her sad ones as she shoots him a small smile. “please don’t be mad at them,” she finishes, talking about luke, michael and ashton. “they love you so much, and they want what’s best for you. they’re worried about you, just like how i am.” she takes her hand and gently cups calum’s face, leaning her forehead against his.

“you did nothing wrong,” he breathes out, his voice shaky. “nothing was your fault, y/n. i promise.” he can’t have this conversation. not yet. not while the girl in front of him isn’t sober, and not while his thoughts aren’t collected properly. hell, y/n might not even remember this the next day.

“y/n, i have to go. i’ll text you tomorrow to ask how you’re feeling.” calum states, getting up from y/n’s bed and beginning to leave, but she stops him by grabbing his hand. “no, it’s late. i made you pick me up. the least i could do is let you stay here,” she pleads softly, holding her grip on his hand tighter. “please don’t go.”

and while calum knows he shouldn’t do it, he sighs and enters the bed in the empty space that drunk y/n made for him. he makes sure to leave a good amount of space between the two, even if it means he's on the verge of falling of the bed.

calum's doing everything in his power to what felt like for once, to do the right thing. he's hurt her one, two, three many times before and he feels like he's walking on eggshells in this moment.

his back is facing hers and yet he still can't sleep. he can't stop thinking of all the mistakes he's made and how much pain he's caused to the one girl he's only truly loved. he also thinks about his bandmates, his brothers. how could he have acted so recklessly towards them? he knows that he knows better, and yet he still didn't show it.

despite his better judgement, calum turns around to face y/n, out like a light. she looks comfortable – she looks at peace. calum subconsciously forms a small smile, and moves the few hairs out of her face.

and in this moment, he vowed to do better. be better. not only for her, but his bestfriends, and himself.

—

he’s surprised when he sees the caller id pop up on his phone. not only that, but he’s kind of scared as well. after not talking to him for what felt like the longest they’ve ever gone without doing such, how do you approach the conversation?

luke picks up calum’s call on the third ring. “hey, cal,” he begins. “luke, i know i have a lot to explain and i just wanted to say that i’m sorry. but i think it’s better if i come talk to you in person, do you think we could do that today?” calum asks.

“i’ll be at your place in ten minutes.” and with that, luke’s out the door.

—

“you look like you haven’t gotten any sleep.” luke states the second calum opens the door for him. “i haven’t. i also haven’t changed my clothes in 3 days,” he responds, gesturing to the black hoodie and grey sweatpants he has on.

the two take a seat on the couch across from each other before calum cuts right to the chase: “i stayed at y/n’s house last night.”

luke looks shocked when the words leave his mouth, “what? how? why?”

“she called me, and she was at the bar alone. she said she was just leaving and that she called me to tell me she was thinking of me, but i couldn’t just let her get home alone so i drove to her and dropped her off. and she was saying… she was saying how she feels like it’s her fault i acted the way i did after our breakup. and, that if she could ‘do it all over again’ she would. i tried telling her nothing is her fault, but i don’t know if she took it. then she asked me to stay the night, and i did,”

“what’s the matter, cal? why did you not want to talk to us? what’s going on?”

it’s evident that luke’s concerned, and it’s written all over his face. he looks almost scared ; scared for his best friend — his brother who he loves so much.

“luke, i don’t know,” calum��s voice breaks, looking at him. “i saw you guys with y/n and it just - i just raged. i’ve never felt so mad in my life and i can’t blame anyone for it but me. and then seeing y/n act the way i did - do, i realized that the stress and hurt i was feeling was something that you guys were feeling about me, if not even worse. i didn't realize that i was ruining my life. with all the parties i threw and went to, all the fucking alcohol, i saw it as my way only out. but it wasn’t. it changed me, and for the worse. i’m so sorry, luke. i’m so sorry to you, and ash, and mike. i’ll apologize for the rest of my life if that’s what it takes,” tears are running down the both of their faces as luke pulls him in for a hug.

“it’s okay, cal. it’s okay. we know you’re in a tough spot, and we’re here to help you. we were just worried. we all are.” luke reassures calum as he sobs into his arms.

"i need- i need to call ashton and michael. tell them i'm sorry. i need to-" "hey, hey, don't worry. i'll tell them to come here. it's okay cal, we'll all be okay. don't worry." luke cuts him off, pulling away and walking towards the kitchen.

"hey, i know it's kind of early, but somebody's here to see us. and it's important, so you might wanna get here fast."

within 15 minutes both boys opened luke's front door, to be greated by their teary eyed bandmate. they're already struggling to contain their emotions, and they all pull calum into a group hug. countless confessions, apologies, and tears are shared, and at the end of it, all four boys are certain of one thing:

that it's gonna be okay.

–

calum doesn't receive a call from y/n until the evening.

she's nervous, she's so fucking nervous; she could barely click his phone number. she's worried and embarassed and all around scared. she barely even knows what she's going to say to him.

"hello?"

"hi." she simpy responds, breathing in deeply. "sorry for not calling you sooner, i just finished my shift. and, thank you for helping me last night. i know it was out of your way."

"don't apologize, it's alright. and it was no problem, i'm just glad you ended up home safe."

there's silence on both ends before y/n speaks up again. "are you busy right now? do you think, do you- can i come over?"

"oh i- oh yeah totally, for sure." what the fuck. calum feels like a thirteen year old boy talking to his middle school crush for the first time with the way he's stumbling across his words.

"okay, see you." and y/n abruptly ends the phone call before rushing out of her house.

calum's sitting and fidgeting with his hands when y/n knocks on his door. slowly walking towards and opening it, he's greeted by the girl with a small smile on her face, wearing pyjamas and one of his old tour hoodies. "hi."

"hi, come in," he holds the door for her and she walks inside, kicking off her shoes, then following calum into the kitchen where he's grabbing two glasses. "want a drink?" he asks, her nodding in response before filling the glasses with water.

"i know you're probably wondering why i asked to come over," she starts, taking a big gulp from her glass. "and honestly, i'm kind of, uh, scared. nervous. but i know we needed to talk, about a lot of things. about us. about, everything really. and, i don't know if i'll ever be brave enough to say this again."

calum can almost feel the nerves radiating from y/n. to calm her down, he walks towards her and takes a seat next to her on the island, lightly placing his hand on top of hers before gesturing her to continue.

"i.. i know i shouldn't have left the way i did. i left you with nothing. no note, no 'goodbye', no anything. and i've regretted it ever since." she confesses, closing her eyes.

calum turns to face y/n, sadness planted on his face. "i understand why you did. i fucked up, beyond compare.. and, you did what you felt was best." this was gonna be a hard conversation to have. "yesterday.. you said, that if you could do it all over again, you would have. what do you mean by that? our relationship? or?"

"no, i meant, the end of it. we didn't even have a breakup – i just took my shit and left. i should've given you a chance to explain, have a fucking conversation like adults and instead i just, i was a coward! i just fucking left you. how could i have done that?!" y/n's visibly starting to get upset, tears forming from her eyes as she tries to continue. "and then i kept hearing what you were doing, and i couldn't help but feel like i'm the one to blame for that. maybe things would have gone better if i just, let you say something, anything to me. but i didn't. and for that, i am so, so sorry. i'll never be able to apologize enough for that."

calum's about to speak up, to tell her that nothing was her fault, that she shouldn't have to apologize, but she keeps going. "and then, at michael's house. i never meant to hurt you. they were just, looking out for you and they wanted me to try and help you. when you came over and i saw the look on your face, i-i felt even more guilty, and then.. and then mike told me you went m.i.a on them, and i just - it's all my fucking fault, isn't it cal?"

y/n's in hysterics by the end of her sentence, and calum can't stand to see the sight of her in pain because of him again. he pulls her into his arms, stroking her hair while he whispers everything from no, no it's not to it's okay.

"it's not your fault, i promise, y/n, it's not," he tries to reassure her. "we both made a mistake. everything i did.. the way i acted, it's on me," calum whispers, holding her tighter, hoping that would help take all her pain away.

"i'm sorry i never realized i was leaving you behind. you're the most important person to me, and the one thing i thought i'd never do was hurt you. but that's exactly what i did. and for that.. i'm not sure i'll ever forgive myself. i lost the one thing i thought that i would have for the rest of my life, and there's nobody to blame for that but myself. not you. it was never you." calum confesses, his throat tightening up as he prepares to cry for what felt like the hundreth time that day.

she pulls away slightly, her broken, tear-stained eyes facing his soft brown ones. "i care, so fucking much about you. and knowing you were upset, and turning to alcohol, i just... i love you calum, okay? i'm not sure i'll ever feel the same way about anyone the way i did with you. i've been so fucking scared because i can't stand the thought of anything bad happening to you and i, i'm sorry cal. i'm sorry i wasn't there for you."

"no, y/n, please stop apologizing. i'm sorry that i wasn't there for you."

the pair let their emotions get the best of them, holding each other as fucking tight as they possibly could while sobs come out from the both of them. there was so many things left unsaid, and letting it all out – they both needed this. they needed each other.

calum thought that he'd never wound up in this position - doing everything in his power to reassure y/n that it's not her fault.

“i’m going to do better, okay y/n?” he quietly says to her, slightly pulling away from the embrace, taking her hand and intertwining it with hers. “i’m done with this shit, i promise. it’s not good for me - it never was. and i’m so sorry. for leaving you in the dust, and for making you worry. it’s not happening again. never again.” calum places a soft kiss to her hand while y/n wipes away her tears with her free hand. she nods in response, closing her eyes and leaning into his shoulder. she’s exhausted, but she’s happy they had the conversation. yeah, it might have resulted in choked sobs bouncing off every wall in the house, but’s it off her chest. it’s off his chest too. they’ve said everything they need to say.

“thank you, for, hearing me out. thank you for your apology, and thank you for.. everything.” y/n says to him, placing a small kiss on his cheek, before beginning to walk towards the door, and calum grabs her wrist lightly to stop her. “wait, you’re going?”

“yeah, what else would i do?”

calum’s so scared to ask this question, and he doesn’t know what answer to expect from her. but if he lets her walk out that door, he’s not sure if he’ll ever get the chance to ask her again.

“where does this leave us?”

“i don’t.. i don’t know,” she replies, as calum grabs her waist. “where do you want it to be?”

“i want it to be you and i.” he confesses. “what about you?”

“i’ve always wanted it to be you and i.” smiles creep up on both their faces, and y/n lets out a sigh. “but, things have changed and, and, i can’t just pretend like the past didn’t happen..” she trails off, a frown forming on her face.

she can leave again. she can leave, and he won’t be upset. but, calum has a chance at making everything right. with his friends, and with her. and quite frankly, y/n knows in her heart, she doesn’t want to leave either.

“sleep on it. stay the night with me. in the morning, if you don’t feel right about this, you can leave and i’ll forever be thankful we had this talk. if we hadn’t, who knows how’d i continue to act. and if you feel even the slightest bit right about this, i promise, i will never let myself hurt you again.”

as y/n looks into calum’s brown eyes, she sees a glimpse of hope lingering in them. and for once, she feels the hope between the two of them as well. relationships are bound to go through rough patches, and it’s safe to say that the two of them didn’t handle them in the best way. she knows calum. and when calum hood is determined to fix something, anything, he’ll do everything in his power to fix it.

so she grabs his hand and the two of them make their way upstairs, climbing into bed and falling asleep almost instantly.

and when calum wakes up to the girl he loves playing with his hair and kissing his forehead, he smiles, and makes another promise to himself: to never let her think she’s anything less than a stupid party.

[totallynoteggos]

lol hey this is just a vent post abt my life rn I don’t really expect any on u to read this

Tw if you do read this: talk of Anxiety, ppl not understanding neurological limitations, talk of vauge self exit and SH (its very minor) overall vent post shit

Sorry u have to see me in such a shifty mental state but I need to get this off my chest before I resort to violence

Once again, not KND stuff this is a Vent Post

I’m not neurotypical by any means I'm on some spectrum but all we know so far is that I have OCD and Anxiety. Also I'm going into the 9th grade which that In of itself is a stressful situation but in the last four years I've never stayed in the same school so seeing the same people is hella new to me. I have this really bad habit of going no contact with people after the school year is over because I usually never see them again. My mom can't seem to understand that there are simply things I can't do because of the anxiety & OCD (and I'm not using this as a reason to act out or defy her) abt 2 weeks ago we went to get food, now usually I order my food to make sure I get what I like and not have a mixup. And pls notice this was after a week long “vacation” that ended up being stressful and draining. But anyways there was a mixup and I ended up with a burger with all toppings instead of plain, which caused me to panic because I was hungry and stressed before already. And instead of trying to accommodate she stood firm in her beliefs that I need to get over it and just eat the damn burger. And I heavily insisted on not eating it and eating the fries instead. After a argument (and at the instance of my grandma) she bought me another burger and while in line I told her outright that there are some things that I physically can't do or else they send me into a panic. She that said that she “gets that” but I don't have to act out In front of my grandma which she idolized. And now like I said with the whole start of school she's saying “it wont be your best years if you don't let it be your best years” but I don't think she understands that I don't know how to do that. I've moved around a lot and I've been made fun of a lot due to my interests, hobbies and simply just to be the clown. Most of the people I befriend end up getting annoyed or just keep me around until I say something that doesn't make me the dumb and “quirky” one. And like I said I suck at keeping contact and now everyone still has their old friend groups and mine just see me as a joke or weirdo now. Its stressing me out so much and its only been two days, hell yesterday I would have thrown up from the stress but because I was so stressed I didn't eat shit so I didn't throw up. School stresses me out so much it's unimaginable, its the people, the sounds, the halls, the fact that people won't leave you alone, someone always talking or screaming, just please shut the fuck up so I can learn and be out of here. And god its so fucking hard not feeling what everyone else around you feels. My moms getting upset at me for not wanting to go on the busses when I have gone on one and it left 20 fucking minutes from my house cus the lady was screaming and I got scared as was about to cry. And now she wants me to try again with kids I don't fucking know who some how don't know personal space or manners. And back to the emotions things, why the fuck don't I feel the same as them, god I feel so fucking robotic compared to my mother and everybody else but they also make me feel like a god damned mutt. On one hand they think it's weird that I don't want to talk or to Interact but somehow don't realize that it's their fault I don't want to, and on the other hand whenever I'm upset or angry and actually show it its MY fault. Because apparently since I'm the youngest of my family im supposed to have the personality of pinkie pie and I have no problems. And because I'm quiet, friendly or just shy and I'm supposed to control my emotions because I'm a “young lady”. I've tried talking to my mom about home school because my school has that as a option but she says that I can't hide when she's been doing that too. Sometimes I feel like she cares more for the happiness of those she wants to impress rather than that of her family. But god if all of life feels like this then count me out cus its too much to be alive right now. I think ima take a shot or three of night quill and hopefully sleep until ITs to late to go to school

Goodnight

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member throws a tantrum because of college (same-) ft SNSD's Tiffany as GF

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend Thira490, who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I really love your book and I want to request where y/n is dating Tiffany snsd and y/n throws a tantrum because of homework from school and the members were worried so jihyo called Tiffany and told her what happened and Tiffany came to the dorm to calm y/n down and help her with the homework. Thank u ❤️

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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Y/N sat at her desk in the dorm room, her laptop open in front of her, and piles of textbooks scattered across the table. Her college assignments and exams were looming over her, and the stress was beginning to take its toll. She had always been a diligent student, but the demands of being a college student and a member of TWICE had become increasingly challenging to manage.

Dating Tiffany from Girls' Generation had its perks, including having a loving and supportive partner, but it also meant balancing her busy idol life with her academic responsibilities. Today, her college work had pushed her to the brink, and TWICE's sunshine couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

She let out an exasperated sigh, rubbing her temples. 

Y/N - I can't do this. It's just too much. *frowns*

Down the hall, the other members of TWICE exchanged concerned glances. Their maknae had been locked in her room for hours, and they could hear her occasional outbursts of frustration.

Jihyo, as the group's leader and Y/N's mama, decided to check on her. She knocked gently on her kid's door before entering. 

Jihyo - Baby, are you alright?

The mentioned girl looked up from her laptop, her eyes red from stress and exhaustion. 

Y/N - I don't know, omma. This college workload is driving me insane. *tears up*

Jihyo approached and sat down beside Y/N, offering a comforting smile. 

Jihyo - You don't have to go through this alone, my love. We're all here for you.

Y/N sighed, feeling a mixture of gratitude and guilt. 

Y/N - I know, mama... But I hate burdening you all with my college stuff. You have your own schedules and responsibilities.

Jihyo placed a reassuring hand on her youngest child's shoulder.

Jihyo - You're not a burden, honey. We're like a family, and we'll always be here to support you. But if this is too much, maybe we can call Tiffany unnie. She's really smart, and I'm sure she'll help you.

The maknae's eyes brightened at the suggestion. Tiffany was not only her girlfriend but also her rock and her source of strength. She was incredibly intelligent, and the thought of having her by her side made the daunting task ahead seem a little less insurmountable. 

Y/N - Do you think she'd come over? *shining eyes*

Jihyo - I'm sure she would. Let me give her a call. *nodding*

As Jihyo dialled Tiffany's number, Y/N felt a surge of hope. She knew that Tiffany would drop everything to help her, and the thought of having her there was like a lifeline in her turbulent sea of stress.

Meanwhile, Tiffany was in the middle of a dance rehearsal when her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Jihyo. Concerned, she quickly picked up. 

Tiffany - Hello?

Jihyo - Hey, Tiffany unnie... *anxious tone* 

Jihyo - Our Y/N is having a bit of a meltdown over her college work. Do you think you could come over and help her out?

Tiffany's heart sank at the news. She loved her girl more than anything, and the idea of her being upset tore at her. 

Tiffany - Of course, Jihyo. I'll be there as soon as I can.

With a sense of urgency, Tiffany left the practice room and headed toward the TWICE dorm. Her mind raced with worry about what might have caused her lovely girlfriend to reach this breaking point.

Back at the dorm, Y/N anxiously paced back and forth in her room, her anxiety growing with every passing moment. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was drowning in her college work. The pressure was suffocating, and it felt like a heavy weight on her chest.

When the doorbell rang, Y/N practically sprinted to answer it. She swung the door open and was greeted by the sight of Tiffany, her saviour and partner, standing there with a comforting smile.

Tiffany enveloped TWICE's honeybee in a warm hug, and she buried her face in Tiffany's shoulder, letting out a shaky breath. 

Y/N - I'm so glad you're here, Tiffy.

Tiffany pulled back slightly to cup Y/N's face, brushing away a tear that had escaped. 

Tiffany - I'll always be here for you, babe. Now, show me this daunting college work of yours.

Y/N led Tiffany to her room, where the textbooks and papers were scattered like a hurricane had torn through. Tiffany took a deep breath and began sorting through the chaos, trying to make sense of it all.

As she explained some of the concepts and worked through the assignments with Y/N, Tiffany couldn't help but admire her girlfriend's dedication and intelligence. Y/N's determination was one of the things that had drawn Tiffany to her in the first place.

Tiffany - You're doing great, boo. Let's tackle this step by step. *encouraging smile*

With Tiffany's patient guidance, the maknae gradually regained her confidence. They worked through each assignment together, and the younger girl's anxiety began to ebb away. Tiffany's presence was like a soothing balm for her frayed nerves.

As the hours passed, the other TWICE members checked in on them, bringing snacks and words of encouragement. They were relieved to see their youngest smiling and making progress with Tiffany's help.

By the time they had finished, Y/N's college work was complete, and she felt a sense of accomplishment she hadn't felt in days. She looked at Tiffany with gratitude shining in her eyes.

Y/N - I couldn't have done this without you, Tiffy.

Tiffany brushed a strand of hair away from Y/N's face and kissed her forehead. 

Tiffany - I'll always be here to help you, my luv. You're never alone in this.

Y/N hugged Tiffany tightly, her heart overflowing with love and relief. 

Y/N - I love you so much, Tiffy.

Tiffany - I love you too, my dear. *whispering as she held her girl close*

The night wore on, and as Y/N drifted off to sleep, she couldn't help but feel incredibly fortunate to have Tiffany by her side. With her girlfriend's unwavering support, she knew she could conquer any challenge that came her way, whether it was college assignments or the demanding life of an idol.

And as for TWICE, they couldn't have been happier to see their youngest member smiling again, knowing that they were all there for each other through thick and thin. This made them all share the same thought:

We are proud of our dear maknae.

A/N: I’m sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

[superpositvecloudshipper]

Anthony lockwood x injured reader

Taglist-@givemea-dam-break

(sorry I couldn't find a. Gender neutral pic so I just went with this one also I don't draw it)

Y/n's pov:

Urgh your head felt like it was splitting open your legs felt like they were going to snap in half and your side burned.

It was quite obvious your case hadn't gone well you had ignored the others protests and snuck of to do a solo case you had made it back now at around 2am so hopefully no one would notice and you could clean yourself up and go to bed. But of course as you entered the house and walked past the living room you saw lockwood sitting in a chair arms folded ankle balenced over his knee. "hey" you said quietly not making eye contact even though you could feel his stare burning into the front of your face.

"why did you go alone?" "We all told you not to". He spoke smoothly standing up and walking over to you placing one hand under your chin and tilting it up to look into his dark eyes. "I'm sorry but I just wanted yo earn a little money and help that poor family before anyone else got hurt."

You had met the family their eldest son had been ghost locked and almost killed by an angry type two wraith you couldn't stand the thought of the family being forced to stay their and suffer so you had gone despite having no information and it all being rushed. This meant it was no surprise that there had been more than three angry type tows you had been thrown out a window gotten smashed onto a glass cabinet and fallen down several flights of stairs. You where very lucky not to have broken anything buy your entire body was sore and stiff and you didn't know if you could cope with being lectured right now. Seemingly sensing that lockwood grabbed a first aid kit that had been purposefully set on the table next to the couch and pulled you down next to him.

Anthony's pov:

They seem very hurt I won't lecture them until tommorow I don't want them getting more stressed out I will just patch them up and get them to have some rest. "Y/n please take of your jacket and lift up your shirt" I say as carefully as I can helping them remove some of their clothes leaving them in their bra/shirtless I blushes slightly red at seeing them like this they had faint scars running over their body but I focused on the new cuts gently cleaning and covering in gauze. As I cleaned the rest of their cuts they yawned. "y/n you need to sleep let's get you to bed"

Y/n's pov:

From all the events tonight I know I won't sleep even though I'm exhausted I will have horrid nightmares of losing him I can't not tonight so I sleepily shake my head. Lockwood stands up gently but forcefully pulling me with him as I protest as we walk up the stairs u suddenly notice that we aren't in mh room but his. He walks over to his cabenit pulls out a soft grey sweatshirt and gently chucks it to me. "is this for me?" you ask confused.

"yes silly now since your insistent on not getting sleep you may aswell lay down with me since you and I both know its the nightmares that are stopping your sleep so maybe if your with me I can stop them." you blush a little as you pull on the shirt lockwood let's you change out of your trousers and pull on some of your sleeping shorts you left in here(he's let you in a couple times before)

"thank you Anthony" you say quietly as you settle next to him after you've both changed

"don't worry about it n/n I'm always here for you" he says before pulling you close as you relax and let yourself succumb to sleep as lockwood does aswell. Tommorow you will both fight over what happend and what you should and shouldn't be allowed to do but for now your both safe and have each other and that's all that matters.

Hope you enjoyed comment for a part 2 and jut for general support or ideas you have. Have a great day/night xx @givemea-dam-break

[ms-snape]

THIS IS ALL MY FAULT

Plot: Robert's girlfriend Riley announces she's pregnant just before a game.

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Y/N's POV

I learned a few days ago that I was 6 weeks pregnant but I didn't know how to announce it to Robert, never to talk about having children, I'm afraid to tell him not knowing how he will react to this wonderful news. Only my friend Lea, the wife of one of Robert's teammates, knows because she was with me the day I decided to take a pregnancy test after having symptoms.

Today is the day I decided to tell him this great news, despite the fact that I know he must be in the locker room preparing for the match.

~~Phone call~~

《Hello my love you're okay? 》 Robert said to me in a worrying voice.

《Hey yes everything is fine I just wanted to report back before the game starts. aren't you too tense?》

"It's my first time with this team so Im a bit scared"

《Everything is going well, you will see you will succeed as always, we will support you from home》

"I hope so, wait what do you mean by 'we' is there someone home with you? "

"Robert ... I have to tell you something I expect to wait for you to come home but the time has come to tell you" I said in a trembling voice, I was stressing deep inside me to tell him like that by phone instead of facing him.

"Y/n tell me what's going on you're worrying me"

"I know we have some but to talk about it but .... I'm pregnant Robert" I said, relieved to finally have confessed to him.

《ROBERT WE HAVE TO GO ON THE PITCH!》one of the players shouted at Robert.

《uuh...I have to go, we'll discuss this later》 and he hung up

~~End call~~

I burst into tears, and if he doesn't want this child, what am I going to do? I love him he's the man of my life, the father of my future child..... And if he's mad at me for getting pregnant and he kicks me out, I can't raise a child alone.

I wiped my tears and I watched the game, I could see that Robert was not playing as usual, it seemed like he had his head elsewhere because several times the ball passed him without him knowing. sees .

Barça lost 0-2, I feel guilty maybe if I didn't tell him my about my pregnancy before the game he would have played better and maybe.

~~ 2 hour eclipse~~

I started to fall asleep on the couch while waiting for Robert to come home, and I heard the front door open, I get up going to the entrance where I will immediately be Robert in his arms, he surrounded me with his arms. strong around my waist.

"Are you mad at me?I said in a stifled voice in his training jacket.

"What are you talking about?" he said questioningly.

《 To be pregnant? it's because of me that you played badly today I know I will never have..》

《 But what are you saying not at all I was elsewhere because you announce it to me like that at the time I was shocked and on the ground my head was elsewhere because I was thinking of our future additions to our little one family》 he said lowering himself to my belly he placed a kiss there.

"I'm relieved that you're not angry"

《 On the contrary there is a Robert junior who will soon be released 》

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That is all

Thanks for reading and see u soon for a new one

Love u💗

[psychics4unet]

hello, hope u are doing wel.. can i please get a 3 card tarot reading ?

what all is sk going through rn and advice for him please ?

sk- saggitarius- he/him

thank u so much ❤❤

Hello,

Here are the tarot cards drawn in your free psychic reading:

The Nine of Swords 🌑 This card represents anxiety, worry, and sleepless nights. It suggests that sk might be going through a period of stress or overthinking things, leading to inner turmoil. There could be fears or uncertainties weighing heavily on him.

The Five of Pentacles ❄️ Struggles, feelings of isolation, or financial difficulties may be present in his life. This card shows that sk could be facing challenges, feeling left out or unsupported in some areas. It’s a reminder to reach out for help and not to carry burdens alone.

The Knight of Cups 💖 Hope, emotional growth, and following the heart. This card shows that despite the challenges, there’s an opportunity for emotional renewal. It encourages sk to stay connected to his feelings, be open to love, and let his intuition guide him through these difficult times.

Summary Sk seems to be dealing with stress and isolation but can find peace through emotional connection and following his heart. The cards encourage him to reach out for support and focus on his emotional well-being 🌟.

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[suugrbunz]

Hey! Can i request a band of brothers ship if you are not busy?

My pronuns are she/her I'm 5'1 (yes i'm short) with avarage weight. I have black hair and blue eyes (sometimes they look like green or gray) and my skin looks pale. People think i have health problems because of this (which i have not).

I'm an INFJ and my star sign is sagittarius. I'm kind of introverted so meeting with new people is always hard and boring for me. I'm really happy when I'm alone and I don't really need other people. There are a few people in my life that I hope not to lose and having them is enough for me.

I actually get angry very quickly, but I manage to not show it so well that people ask me how I can stay so calm. I'm good at empathy. I also have great compassion for animals in my heart. I can say that I love them more than people. Although I am generally known as a helpful and compassionate, sometimes I am so cruel to people that even I am surprised. I can also joke around in any situation and be sarcastic about everything. I think this is my favorite feature. I'm very emotional and i can't deal with stress very well. People often say that I am too hard on myself psychologically, but I can't help it. I was treated for depression for a long time because of this and I am still on antidepressants. Also i think i'm good at advicing.

I'm studying engineering and I hope to be a successful woman when I graduate. As a feminist, I want to show that I can be just as successful in my profession as men. Also i love being financially independent. My relationship with my family is really great and they are really generous people but i don't want taking any money from them. So i give private math lessons. I love science and literature. I'm bilingual and i'm trying to learn Italian now. I don't smoke but I really like alcohol.

If I find a man who will truly support and love me I can marry him but I don't like children. I'm open to changing my mind on this, but for now I think the world is too nasty to raise a child.

I would be very happy if you would write when you are not busy, but it is never a problem if you don't. Love u ♡♡♡

You sound so intelligent, what an interesting person you must be.

꒰ I ship you with . . . Lewis Nixon ৎ୭ ꒱

You two originally met through a mutual friend— You and Lewis sat by each other in silence during a party. The both of you didn't feel like socialising, so you sat together in silence. He'd make little comments every few minutes, comments on people and things he notices.

His comments might make you laugh depending on their tone. Sometimes, it's a silly observance he's made about someone's interaction with another person. Other times, he might point out someone's messy appearance.

He seems like the type to put off his emotions until they become far crippling. He felt comfortable being around you and then suddenly he wasn't.

The infjs i know are usually very keen on picking up how someone feels. You may not say it, but you know something is different about someone's emotions. One day, he asks for you to meet him at a cafe.

It was quite strange for him to reach out of the blue and ask for you to hangout at a cafe. Cafes aren't his thing. However, have you ever noticed how out of character love makes people act? Yeah.

Anyway.

He states quite plainly how he has developed feelings for you, well as plainly as he can. He struggles with some of the words and how to place them together. All the practice in the mirror is seemingly gone.

Your first date is at a drive in movie theater— you two are alone and don't have to deal with anyone else watching the movie. Plus, you don't really have to watch the movie; You can just talk.

Your first kiss happens whilst cuddling at home... Youre both so introverted and ok with just doing things at home or more secluded areas. Quality time must be really nice but that's not the point. You're probably just watching something or if you don't like TV, you're just talking and cuddling. Out of the blue, he gives your lips a (shockingly) gentle kiss.

I could see you two taking really cool vacations after marriage, going to places that you never imagined yourself going to.

Very unorthodox lifestyle, no kids a maybe a pet and travel when it's an option.

Your song i think would be The Ballad of John and Yoko by The Beatles

[albatris]

k so. I'm exhausted and a little out of it so there will likely b not much more from me in the way of socialising or words-crafting today, but hey, hey, here, some quick thoughts on the day, before I become unconscious,

so like. yeah! the tattoo definitely hurt like fuck and, like, I don't have a very high pain tolerance, but what I do have is a very high....... ability to just put up with shit

like oh well I'm in incredible pain but I guess this is just what's happening so I'll just sit here staring blankly in total silence until it's over

I also have a very handy ability to sign on for shit that I fuckin KNOW is going to be painful/anxious/whatever else and then deal with it by....... just not acknowledging that it's an actual thing that's going to happen until the very last minute

like, I was just kinda in the leadup to it all like, hm, this is gonna be cool as hell but it will also hurt! and that sounds like a problem for future logan! future logan can deal with it! it's future logan! until I was literally in the chair and the needle was coming at me and then I was just kinda there like

aw geez that's me

anyway

it was definitely an ordeal BUT it was also cool as fuck and I'd definitely do it again

mission status: SICK

very sore though

[plxviofiles]

Paris in the rain.

"walking down an empty street, puddles underneath our feet."

pairing; wanda maximoff x fem!reader

warnings; none

sypnosis; wanda's dreams always seemed too far away, but what happens when someone unexpected enters her life, and helps one of them come true?

a/n; hello!! school is kicking my ass. I'm alive and writing dw. hope this fic makes sense lmao yk the drill 😭 yes, the title and fic is inspired by paris in the rain by lauv <3 i suggest u listen to it while u read! also the wanda i had in mind for this fic was probably much like aou!wanda. basically she's exhausted and tired of being hurt, and unsure, and tends to be more reserved, but one thing she slowly becomes sure of is that she would do anything for you.

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@losethetimewqr decided to combat ur angst w fluff. u will never turn me into an angst writer i'm sry <3 @nothoughtsonlynat u r also not excused from the spiderman fic 😋

↳ THE rain was heavy.

If it weren’t for your trusty umbrella, you would’ve been drenched for sure. Shaking your head in a failed attempt to flick the rain drops out, a blot of brown caught your view.

You weren’t alone in this rain after all.

She was there too.

You walked over with caution, not wanting to scare her.

She barely even lifted her head when you were right in front of her. The girl looked small on the sidewalk, clutching her jacket closer around her figure.

“You’re shivering,” you mumbled, as if it weren’t the most obvious thing in the world.

She’s quiet for a minute, before finally speaking, “No shit.”

You didn’t even have to think twice before taking your other umbrella and holding it over her head. Suddenly, the rain didn’t plague her anymore. Wanda reluctantly looked up to catch a glimpse of you.

You were getting soaked. Quickly. But, Wanda’s gaze softened.

Warm and smiley. The background didn’t suit you.

“I can’t just-“

“Yes, you can.”

She looked indignant. You couldn’t care less.

Her fingers grazed yours when she took the umbrella. Ironically, you relaxed when she did, taking off your drenched jacket and draping it over your head as if it could make it any better.

“Let me walk you home,” Wanda is firm in her tone, “It’s the least I can do.”

“I’m perfectly fine with getting soaked in the rain,” you grinned, and Wanda shook her head, “Please.”

You let her in the end, and Wanda felt almost bad for taking you out of your element. With you skipping in puddles, and humming at the same time, Wanda was sure the irony wouldn’t be visible just to her.

“Thank you,” you say, once you reached your home, accompanied with a soggy kiss on the cheek that the brunette found she didn’t mind.

Her fingers tingled all the while too, since your first touch.

She pushed the umbrella onto your chest. Your eyes went wide.

“I forgot to return it to you yesterday.”

Her cheeks were burning. You remember it’s because right after the kiss on the cheek, she ran off.

“No problem,” you said breezily, putting the now dry umbrella into your locker, “So, I was-“

But when you turned around, she was already walking away.

“Wanda!” you shouted, and she turned around, eyebrow raised.

You knew her name.

Running up to her and panting a little, you grinned, “Wanna grab lunch together?”

And Wanda knew it was a stupid crush. She knew she would never have any chance with you, not in a million years.

Her slender fingers tighten around her backpack straps, and she noticed the way you played nervously with the necklace around your neck.

“Sure.”

The old necklace pendant shone in the light, and you knocked on her door.

“Wands?”

She’s at the door a second after hearing your voice.

“Y/n,” she smiled.

You soaked in the whole look. Her hair wild and loose, a slight tilt of her head, wearing nothing but shorts and an oversized shirt. She smelt like cinnamon and sugar, no doubt the result of her constant baking whenever she was stressed out.

You were getting used to seeing her smile, even if it was something she didn’t do often.

“Hey!” you burst into the house, almost tripping the brunette, “Can I come in? Thanks! You know the last episode came out today, right, assuming you remember…I made your favourite food and I thought we could watch it together. Unless you need to study? Then I could just leave, and-“

She stopped you when she leaned in close, your faces inches away from each other.

Your talking died down and you just stared into her stormy eyes, not being able to think straight.

Wanda clicked her tongue impatiently.

“I’m not studying now,” she mentioned promptly, patting your head, “This sounds great. Thank you.”

You touched your head with confusion at her gesture, hastily standing on the couch to watch where she was going.

“I call dibs on the popcorn!” you yelled as she flipped you off while walking to the bathroom.

When she came back, you proceeded to watch the show and eat your food. Wanda complimented your cooking skills, but knowing that she was a master chef (in your eyes. she always denied it), you knew she was taking it easy on you.

“Thank you for this, again,” she mumbled softly, and you nodded, waving at the girl, “Anytime! I’ll see you tomorrow, Maximoff!”

She frowned, grabbing your arm in a rush of sudden adrenaline.

Her movements felt unsure. Sudden.

Her eyes widened for a split second, mirroring your surprise. Letting your arm go like she had touched lava, she mumbled, “Sorry…you just called me by my last name.”

You were confused, “Yes…because that’s what friends do?”

Friends? Wanda thought.

“They do?” she questioned.

You smiled at her, again.

“Bye, Maximoff.”

“Maximoff!”

Wanda wiped her tears away in record time, pushing the forsaken jar to the side.

But you were already in her room by then, peeking and trying to see what she hid, “What was that?”

Wanda huffed dismissively, “Nothing. Mind your business.”

When she saw you deflate a little, she retracted her words, “I mean…knock next time...okay?”

You nodded slowly, and sat down on the bed, swinging your legs. She knew you were still wondering. She tapped her fingers on her thigh, hesitanting.

Sighing, and picking up the jar, she held it up to your line of vision.

“Paris. I wanna be there.”

“And dance in the rain?”

She scrunched her nose at the statement and you giggled.

“Paris in the rain,” you dreamily repeated, “It’ll be ethereal.”

She stayed quiet, pondering your words, “Yes, I imagine it would be.”

Your attention went back to the jar. It was filled about a quarter through, but she was losing hope.

You got up and ruffled through your bag, walking forward.

“Here.”

Wanda’s eyes were gouging. You gave her more than enough.

“My family is rich,” you shrugged sheepishly, hands in your pockets, silently hating how cliche this was, “I never really had a good reason to ever use their money so I usually avoided it.”

She never knew.

“I can’t just-“

“Yes, you can.”

Wanda just couldn’t help but feel like you were always giving.

“Hey,” you placed a soft kiss on her forehead, “It’s no problem. Really.”

Wanda’s arms snaked around your waist, and pulled you a little closer. She was trembling, happy tears escaping.

“Thank you.”

“For what?” the brunette asked, hair stringy.

“For picking me up even though it was raining,” you mumbled in the front seat, fiddling with the paper bag of food Wanda had thoughtfully packed for you.

Her fingers drummed on the steering wheel, “It’s not hard.”

Not if it’s for you, she thought.

“If this was in Paris, it would’ve been more romantic, don’t you think?”

The joke tasted bitter in Wanda’s mouth. It was too soon.

She gripped the steering wheel tighter.

You winced at your own boldness. An apology yanked itself out of your lips.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

The ticket was cancelled. For some unknown (and probably stupid) reason, she couldn’t get her money back. It was all lost. Her hard work and your generosity.

“It’s not your fault,” she reached over with one hand, touching yours gently.

“Neither is it yours,” you replied, holding the hand she offered. Wanda's hands were big. Nice and soft too. Sometimes you caught youself staring at them out of habit. Was there anything not annoyingly gorgeous about this woman?

Wanda’s moods were quick to dispel whenever you were around. Life had a funny way of showing it didn’t entirely hate her. One sentence and a charming smile and Wanda would be weak on the knees.

“Wanda?”

“You’re zoning out!” you huffed, waving your free hand in front of her face.

Wanda blinked out of her trance.

Her lap felt warm.

“Babe, you’re not paying attention to the movie,” you complained, playing with her hands. A random movie Wanda couldn’t recall served as background noise.

“Sorry,” she whispered gently, hugging you tightly, “I got distracted.”

“By what?” you paused the movie, genuinely interested in what she was going to say, “I can see your thinking face.”

“I don’t have a thinking face,” she said, with her thinking face.

“Yes, you do,” you argued lightly.

“Okay, okay. It’s just,” she pointed at the window, gaze transfixed.

Rain.

“It’s just the rain,” she finished softly, eyes finally meeting yours.

You pulled her into a deep kiss, and suddenly, Wanda forgot about everything else. The softness of your hair, the smell of newly washed clothes, the taste of cider, and the sound of your chuckle were all there was. She just felt you. A million people could be calling her name, vying for her attention, but her sight would always be on you.

“Let’s go outside,” you smiled lovingly.

It took some time, but you managed to drag your girlfriend out of her comfy position and outside of your place.

“What do you want me to do now?”

She stood gingerly in a dry area as opposed to you, who was dancing, your shoes splashing in the water.

“Dance with me!”

Wanda’s famous nose scrunch made way to her face, and you rolled your eyes, grabbing her and placing her next to you in the rain.

Nothing could be heard over your laughs and Wanda’s half-hearted complaints.

You grasped her hands and soon, she was dancing too.

“Everything with you feels right, and anywhere with you feels like, Paris in the rain.”

Wanda snorted, stepping on your toes on purpose, making you yelp.

“We don’t need a fancy town, or bottles that we can’t pronounce.”

Wanda laughed, loud and free, movements disoriented. Her stepping on your toes were clearly on purpose, but given you were in a good mood (and totally not because you would let her run over you if she wanted to), you ignored it.

“Cause anywhere, babe, is like Paris in the rain,” you wrapped your drenched arms around her waist, “When I’m with you.”

She kissed you, much like the one you gave her the day she walked you back, except this time, much to Wanda’s pleasure, it was on the lips.

“When I’m with you,” Wanda said, a warm, feather like kiss to your nose after, “It feels like Paris in the rain.”

Wanda wasn't worried about the rain anymore. Let's just say that something - or someone - kicked whatever remaining thoughts there were and happily replaced them with herself.

"Wanda?"

She was here, in the rain, that she found herself warming up to. Honestly, if all it took was missing Paris in the rain to be here with you, in this way, and in this moment, she didn't care.

"I'm here."

[envirae]

TXT accidentally forgetting your anniversary

genre: fluff, angst, established relationship

pairing(s): txt x gn!reader

warnings: swearing

request: txt realizing they forgot your first anniversary?

choi yeonjun

so we all know he's super extra

so surely he couldn't forget your anni!! right?

he even told you he had the day off that day!!

at first, you think he was PRETENDING to forget

like trying to fool you so he could surprise you

and you were getting ready to act all surprised 😒😒

but you wake up

and no flowers, no greeting, he isn't even THERE

you look in the living room and he's just there on his phone O_O

"hey!"

"oh yeah hey"

he doesn't even look at you

you think he's trying to pull the surprise a little longer

but now it's like six pm

and NOTHING

so you go up to him all 🥺🥺

"did you really forget..? 🥺🥺 "

and he's confused

"your birthday isn't until- OH MY GOD IT'S OUR ANNIVERSARY"

"yeah thanks for noticing"

he immediately hugs you really tightly

"I'M SO SORRY I FORGOT I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU ANYTHING-"

buys you a really fancy dinner and cuddles you 🤧🤧

you're a little upset but he really does make it up to you!!

rest of members under the cut !

choi soobin

i feel like he isn't really one to do over the top dates

so you didn't expect TOO much

but at least like a card or a kiss or something 😧😧

he had work that day

which first of all :/ but what can he do about it 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

and when he got home

he just greeted you normally

"hey y/n, i'm home!"

and then went to take a shower and go upstairs

you: 😦😦

after he's out of the shower you're siting there like 😶😶

and he's like "is everything okay...?"

"binnie, what day is it?"

"uhh if i remember correctly its- OH NO TODAY IS-"

he just looks at you super super guilty

"i'm really really sorry i forgot. forgive me?"

you're a little 😔 but you know he's been really stressed recently

"you better not forget again, or else i'll be really mad!!"

gives u tons of hugs and kisses and love 🤧

choi beomgyu

he's a little forgetful sometimes...

although

you really didn't think he would forget your anniversary !!

but alas, once more, you wake up alone

you were a little bit O_O but kinda brushed it off bc 🤷‍♀️

you kinda gave him little hints all day

because you really REALLY wanted him to remember on his own

"did we have any plans for today?"

"none that i remember"

"today is such a wonderful day, isn't it?"

"it's raining outside"

O_O

eventually you give up 😔

and now ur a little sad

and he notices but he doesn't really wanna bother you

so he waits until the next DAY

he sees a post from yesterday on his phone

and is like "that date seems familiar 🤔🤔"

literally cannot remember

so he goes through his calendar

literally face 😶->😨

"Y/N YESTERDAY WAS OUR ANNIVERSARY I'M SO SORRY I FORGOT HOW CAN I MAKE IT UP TO YOU"

you: 😕

him: 🥺

he had to agree to do anything you want for the next WEEK so you would forgive him O_O

kang taehyun

i feel like he isn't too forgetful

so you didn't expect him to forget

he always prides himself on his good memory too 😒

so the day before

you strolled in like "so what's the plan for tomorrow~"

"what's tomorrow? i have work"

you: 🧍‍♀️

you just nod and walk away

he's probs pranking you right?? right???

but alas, he actually goes to work O_O

he spends the WHOLE day away from you and doesn't even text you 😔

and you literally rant to beomgyu over the phone bc ur so sad

and taehyun JUST SO HAPPENS to be passing by

and you're so loud he hears it 😭😭

he literally PANICS

RUNS out of the building and rushes home with flowers in his hands

"taehyun aren't you supposed to be at work wtf-"

"I'M SO SORRY I FORGOT"

"you never forget things tho..."

"I KNOW I'M SORRY I DON'T HAVE AN EXCUSE"

you: 😕😕😕

"let me make it up to you?"

takes you out for a city date and buys you a fancy dinner and just showers you with affection nonstop 😭😭

huening kai

i feel like he's another forgetful one??

idk gives me that vibe 🤔🤔

honestly, you expected him to forget ://

like you didn't EXPECT EXPECT it

but you aren't that surprised

but you're tired of spelling things out for him!!

so you leave little hints

"we've been dating for a while now, haven't we?"

"today is so nice"

"KAI KAMAL HUENING IT'S OUR ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY"

yeah, you snap

he's a little dense 😭😭

literally goes

"huh what"

and then your words register

"HUH WHAT"

ur just there like 😐😐

"ACTUALLY?? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME"

"YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO JUST KNOW"

"AHHHH I'M SORRY"

i feel like he gets all apologetic 🥺🥺

like he feels really really bad for forgetting

and gives u a bunch of kisses and cuddles and just apologizes for the next WEEK 🤧🤧