#hope you guys have nice holidays ^^ ❤

[sidver]

[allmoshnobrain]

Hi love!! Since requests are open, can I request Cronos trying to out-drink the reader but she manages to out-drink him and he’s super impressed? Thank you!

🌻🌻

𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

cronos (venom) x fem!reader | word count: 2,6k | requests are open! send yours here

“Yeah?” he chuckled, seemingly unfazed by your annoyance. “Why don’t you prove it then, love?” Oh, you thought. He’s not the type who likes being challenged. Somehow, that information piqued your interest. You looked at him, your eyes meeting for a moment as the smile on his lips grew a bit more mischievous; was he playing with you?

✦ on this fic: cronos (venom) x fem!reader, language, drinking

✦ a/n: i've been DYING to write for cronos for a while and i'm glad i finally did! this was such a fun request and honestly i'm kind of in love with him on this one lol i may make this an au bc i already have a few ideas for future parts so requests and suggestions are appreciated. hope you guys like it! ❤

You had to admit; going back home from uni for your first holidays felt a bit weird. 

Not because anything had changed back home, but because you felt like a totally different person than you were just a few months ago, before you’d left. Plus, bringing your best mate Laura to meet your family had to be a bit unusual, right? But Laura’s parents were too busy traveling the world without her again, so you just had to do something. That’s just how you were.

Of course, being home meant one thing: dealing with your older twin brother, Philip. Which wasn’t all bad, except for that lovely old rivalry that made you compete over pretty much everything. You just hoped the days at home would be a nice mix of peace and fun. You needed a break, after all.

You should’ve known it wouldn’t be that simple.

“Hey, there!” your brother called out as you walked in, a half-empty beer bottle in hand. You could hear the TV blaring from the living room, probably a sports match. “Was starting to think you wouldn’t show up.”

“Yeah, our bus got delayed,” you said. “This is Laura, by the way,” you added, pointing to your friend, who gave your brother a shy smile. You frowned, noticing Philip seemed to be home alone. “So, where’s Mum and Dad?”

“Oh, they haven’t told you? They’re on a business trip, but they’ll be back by Monday,” Philip said casually, and you sighed. Well, they could’ve mentioned it, but Monday wasn’t that far off. It was Saturday morning, so you’d only have to wait two days to see your parents again. “They asked me to tell you to ring them as soon as you got home, though. I’ve got their hotel number.”

“Okay, will do. Just let me and Laura take our bags upstairs and change into something more comfy.”

“Oh, and…” Philip hesitated, and you looked at him, an eyebrow raised. You just knew when your brother talked like that, it meant trouble. “Uh, I’ve invited some of the boys over today for a small, like, party? If that’s alright.”

“Phil, what the hell? A party?” you exclaimed. “Have you told Mum and Dad?”

“Course not,” he snorted. “Come on, it’ll be fun. You and Laura can join in. I told them I’d have some hot birds over anyway.”

“Oh, fuck off,” you shoved him softly before heading for the stairs. “I’m not cleaning up any of your mates’ mess, you hear me?”

“Love you too,” he yelled as you walked upstairs. You rolled your eyes, and Laura giggled.

“What?” you asked, and she shrugged.

“You two are cute,” she smiled, and you huffed. “So, guess we’re having a party tonight, then?”

“Looks like we’ve got no choice,” you mumbled.

“Come on, it’s not like you don’t enjoy a good party yourself! It can’t be that bad, can it?” she tried to cheer you up. You sighed.

“Ugh, it’s just… I was expecting to get home, see Mum and Dad, maybe watch some chick flicks and eat some ice cream. Not to have loud music and drinks all night. I’m still knackered from our last pub crawl, alright?”

“Alright, grumpy,” Laura chuckled. “You should definitely grab something to eat. I know a hungry girl when I see one.”

You rolled your eyes but smiled. You knew Laura was right — you were knackered, but after a hot shower and some food, you’d probably get excited about the party later. Even though your brother’s friends were… chaotic, at best. Phil worked at a small music venue across town, so most of his friends were into the music scene in some way, which made for quite the interesting crowd.

The day flew by, and before you knew it, people started showing up at your place. You and Laura were finishing getting ready when you heard the familiar sound of distorted guitars coming from downstairs. You should’ve known a party with Phil’s friends would be a heavy metal one.

“What’s that racket?” Laura asked, looking shocked by your brother’s musical tastes, which made you chuckle.

“Heavy metal. Phil’s a fan, you know,” you said, focusing on finishing your eyeliner. You watched Laura’s reflection as she rummaged through her luggage. “Hope you like Iron Maiden.”

When you finally got downstairs, the house was already packed. You sighed, biting your lower lip softly as you searched for your older brother in the growing crowd. If he was going to throw a party on your first day back from uni, you hoped he at least had the sense to get you something to drink.

You found him in the kitchen, laughing loudly with two guys you’d never seen before. One was blonde, with a mustache and a cigarette in hand, while the other was this tall, dark-haired guy with massive arms, leaning against the wall. He looked up when you walked in, and your eyes met for a brief moment, but you ignored him, heading straight for your brother.

“Oi, fuckhead,” you called out, and Phil raised an eyebrow. “What kind of party has no booze?”

“Oh, so now you’re in a partying mood?” he grinned. “Course we got drinks. You think we’d have a party without any booze, especially with this lad?” He slapped the dark-haired guy’s shoulder, who chuckled, his eyes meeting yours for a moment again. “He’s the biggest drinker I know!”

“You’re joking, right?” Laura cut in, and Phil looked at her, raising an eyebrow. “You’re saying he’s the biggest drinker you know when your sister’s right here?”

“Laura!” you exclaimed, feeling your cheeks flush.

“What? You’re the biggest drinker I know, no contest. No one can compete with you at a party, girl.”

“Nice to know that,” Phil said, and you looked back at him, seeing a cheeky smile on his lips that made you huff and roll your eyes. “I wonder what Mum and Dad would think of that, eh?”

“You’re not telling them, unless you want me to spill about your little party,” you grumbled.

“Yeah, well, I’m not telling them because I don’t believe it,” he teased. “No way you’re a bigger drinker than Cronos.”

Cronos. That was a curious name, but you figured it had to be a stage name, right? No way someone would actually be called that. You bit your lower lip, frowning. With the way Phil was sucking up, you knew the guy had to be someone important, at least in the metal scene. Maybe he was a musician? He definitely looked the type.

“Come on, mate,” the dark-haired guy, Cronos, finally spoke, a small smile on his lips. You could tell he was loving the attention your brother was giving him, which only made you more annoyed. “No need to put your sis down because of me.”

“You don’t need to defend me,” you blurted out, and Cronos raised an eyebrow. “Phil’s just being his usual daft self,” you looked at your brother, who scoffed at you. “Besides, I’m probably a better drinker than you, anyway.”

“Yeah?” he chuckled, seemingly unfazed by your annoyance. “Why don’t you prove it then, love?”

Oh, you thought. He’s not the type who likes being challenged. Somehow, that information piqued your interest. You looked at him, your eyes meeting for a moment as the smile on his lips grew a bit more mischievous; was he playing with you? 

“Is this a dare?” you asked. 

“If you say so,” he said, his grin widening. 

“Oh, this is gonna be fun,” Laura giggled. “So, are we having a drinking contest or what?”

“Alright,” Phil grinned in that oh-boy-you’re-so-gonna-lose way that always wound you up when he dared you to do something. “I’ll get the glasses and the beer.”

You waited while Phil rummaged around the kitchen for some pint glasses and got everything sorted. You bit your lip, trying to stop the blush creeping onto your cheeks as you felt Cronos’ eyes on you. Maybe you shouldn’t have challenged him — you barely knew the man. But Phil’s endless ways of winding you up made it hard not to. Your annoyance often spilled over onto his loud friends, his loud music, his loud everything. You loved your brother, sure, but sometimes it felt like he still saw you as the shy little kid you used to be.

And you were ready to prove him wrong again.

“Right, here we go,” Phil said, plonking two pint glasses on the table, then cracking open a beer and pouring it into one of them. “How about we bet on who finishes these first? Winner gets, I don’t know, we’ll think about something.”

“Maybe the loser should have to do anything the winner wants,” Cronos suggested, that same cheeky grin on his face. The way he said it made your cheeks burn, and you rolled your eyes as Laura giggled.

“Mate, if you’re trying to pull my sister, you’ll need a better plan,” Phil laughed. “Good luck getting her to do anything after she loses to you.”

“Can you stop talking about me like I’m not here?” you snapped, trying to ignore the heat in your cheeks. “Besides, I’m not losing.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Phil said, waving you off as he finished pouring the beers. “Well, here we go. Grab your glasses, everyone, this is gonna be fun!”

You grabbed your pint glass, feeling the cold against your palm. You knew being the fastest drinker didn’t really mean being the biggest drinker, but you weren’t about to lose to Phil and his stupid rivalry, his stupid parties, and his stupid friends. You wanted to win, to wipe that cheeky grin off his face — and Cronos’ face too. If he thought he could use you for a laugh, he had another thing coming. It was time to channel every bit of determination and experience you’d gained in the drinking department since starting uni and win this.

“Ready… Set… Go!” Phil yelled, and you quickly lifted the glass to your lips. You closed your eyes, trying to down as much beer as you could, as fast as you could. You could hear Laura cheering you on, and, as quickly as it had started, it was over. You slammed the empty glass down, trying to catch your breath as you wiped off some of the beer that had dribbled down your chin, a triumphant smile spreading across your face as you saw Cronos finishing his beer — a good ten seconds after you.

“Ha!” you shouted, looking at Phil. “Told you I’d win! Maybe next time don’t use your mates to try and beat me.”

“Oh, shut it,” Phil grumbled. “Never knew going to uni would turn you into a lush.”

“You’re such a sore loser,” you laughed.

“It’s alright, mate,” Cronos cut in, putting a hand on Phil’s shoulder. He looked at you, the cheeky grin now gone, replaced by an impressed look in his eyes. “Your sister’s cool, you know? Maybe you should be a bit nicer to her.”

You and Phil stared at him, surprised. You could see Phil was also a bit miffed that his friend was taking your side, but hey, you weren’t going to complain when Phil’s antics had been winding you up all day.

“Yeah, whatever,” Phil grumbled and stomped out of the kitchen. You rolled your eyes — he was probably off to sulk somewhere, and you weren’t about to chase after him. Sometimes it felt like you were the older one, not him.

You looked around the kitchen, trying to spot Laura and ask if she fancied going somewhere else — maybe to a pub. But then you realized she wasn’t in the kitchen anymore. Neither was the blonde guy you’d seen around with Phil and Cronos earlier.

Suddenly, it was just you and him.

“So,” Cronos said, and you quickly looked up at him, blushing when he stepped closer. “What do you want me to do?”

“W... What?” you stammered, and he chuckled.

“I said whoever lost should do whatever the winner wanted, didn’t I? You won.”

“I don’t want anything. It was just a stupid game,” you said, and he chuckled.

“You sure about that?” he asked, and you blushed as he took another step. He was tall, much taller than you, and the way he moved nearer made your heart race a bit faster. You’d found him annoying pretty much from the get-go, just like you always did with Phil’s friends, but now that he was closer you could notice the curve of his lips and the way his eyes sparkled with a playful, almost tender glint.

Maybe necking all that beer at once wasn’t the best idea, after all.

“You could tell me your name,” you said, more to break the silence than anything. He blinked, looking a bit confused, and you chuckled nervously. “I mean, is it really Cronos? That’s such a different name.”

“Oh. Oh, no, that’s a stage name,” he laughed. You could see the cheeky grin soften into something a bit more genuine for a moment — still playful, but more real. It made you curious again, wanting to know more about him. “I’m in a band, you know. My real name’s Conrad.”

“That’s a cool name, too,” you said, and he smiled.

“You sure you don’t want anything else?” he asked, his voice almost hopeful, making you blush. Well, you were on your own in the kitchen, weren’t you? For a moment, you wondered what might happen if you asked him to…

No. What the hell were you thinking?

“I’m good,” you mumbled, your cheeks burning.

“Alright then,” he said, and you let out a small sigh as he stepped back. “I’m heading back to the party to grab something stronger. Fancy coming with?”

“Yeah, sure. I need to track down Laura anyway,” you agreed, then paused before looking at him. “Um, it was nice meeting you.”

“Likewise,” he grinned. You felt your heart race when he placed a hand on the small of your back. “Shall we?”

You headed back into the living room, which was now packed. The place was definitely heaving. Cronos gave you a grin before joining his friends, and you scanned the room until you spotted Laura, sitting on the couch with a polite but bored smile while some long-haired guy chatted her up.

“Oh, my friend’s back!” she said when she spotted you. She stood up and linked her arm with yours. “Sorry, I’ve gotta run. Nice chat!” she added, and you bit back a laugh at the look of frustration on the guy’s face.

“You left the poor man hanging,” you said, and she giggled.

“Oh, he started going on and on about his favorite band as soon as I mentioned I didn’t know them,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Are all your brother’s friends like this?”

“Not all of them,” you replied, glancing up to see Cronos laughing loudly with his blonde friend. Laura’s eyes followed yours, and she grinned.

“So?” she asked, her voice full of expectation. “Did you two kiss or what?”

“Did we what? What are you talking about?” you asked, blushing, and she laughed. 

“Seriously, did you not see the way he was eyeing you up? That’s why I left you alone — thought he might’ve tried to kiss you or something.”

You blinked, shocked. It’s not like you hadn’t noticed his clear interest in you, but you thought maybe he was just curious. Curious like you were about him — you could tell he was an interesting guy. But you obviously didn’t expect him to be into you, even though the way he had looked at you while you were alone made your stomach flutter with unexpected butterflies. 

“Don’t be silly, Laura. Of course we didn’t kiss,” you muttered. 

But when he glanced over at you from across the room and your eyes met, you couldn’t help but maybe wish he had.

Wouldn’t be wrong to have just a taste, would it?

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Hello! Could I request a Valentines day Kylo ren x m reader. Reader is a general for the first order in a secret relationship with Kylo.

Kylo and reader are able to go on a rare secret date and it's full of fluff goodness cus I'm a sucker for fluff!

THIS IS MY FIRST KYLO REQUEST OMFG LETS GO 😭😭🫶🏽

Hope

“General, everything’s going as planned.” One of your stormtroopers came up to you.

“Good. Thank you.” You said, and they walked away.

You walked around for a while, checking to see if anything’s wrong. Then you ran into your boyfriend in the halls.

“Stop.” He said, voice modulated from the helmet. You thought that you would just walk past him.

“Kylo.” You nodded.

“Y/n.”

“Everything alright sir?” You straightened your posture.

“Yes. I was just wondering, are you working tomorrow?” He tried to hide the fact that he liked it when you called him sir.

You thought for a moment. “Yes, sir. But only in the morning.”

“You don’t work after the morning?”

“Not tomorrow, sir.” You said.

“Good, well, meet me in my room tomorrow night.”

You were confused, but you agreed.

Some people passed you in the halls, and cameras were everywhere so you decided to not ask questions.

You and him barely got to spend any time together, so you would take what you got at this point.

❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎❤︎︎

The next night, after you were done with working, you quickly got dressed up in a nice suit. Nothing too much, but it shouldn’t be too hard to sneak out.

You had the cameras disabled, it was easy when you were the son of an old beloved general, higher than the rest. They all trusted and respected you.

Once you finally made it through the long and confusing halls, you knocked. You needed a card to enter the room, so he would have to open it for you.

He opened it, with one flick of his hand quickly. He stood up and you saw the flowers he had on the table.

“Sorry I didn’t get to tell you earlier, but happy Valentine’s Day….” He said.

“Isn’t that the one holiday.. where uh…” you drifted off.

“Where people show their love for others? Something like that..”

“Yeah.” You laughed quietly, and you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. You both sat down.

“This is amazing, Kylo. Seriously.” You said, looking around and at the food.

“Thank you… I’m really sorry.. that I’ve been busy…”

You turned your head to him again “It’s fine. We’re both busy people. Once this is over, once we destroy them, we can have a peaceful life, right?”

“Yeah..” he wouldn’t admit that he for some reason had started to doubt that. He wouldn’t say he’s been having nightmares, or that he felt something pulling him away from the dark side.

You both ate and talked for a while, it was great. It wasn’t often you got to have 1 on 1 time.

And even though it was a small date, it gave you hope. Hope that you both would stay together, hope that he wouldn’t leave you no matter what, and hope for you guys in general.

And he also got hope. He got hope that you would stay with him, and that you wouldn’t leave him no matter what. Even if he did feel the dark side going away from him.

Because despite everything you and him have gone through, nothing could take away your guys hope.

[jaesqueso]

pairing: classmate!shotaro x female!reader

summary: when homework turns into lovework

this is part of the Neo Secret Senta​ event by @neohub​​, @neowritingsnet​​ and @nct-writers​​, dedicated to @xiaojunsmintchoco​​ ❤︎

word count: 1,838

warnings: fluff, school au, friends to lovers

a/n: I hope you like my christmas gift to you and have an amazing holiday season ❤︎

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

“Alright class, this is the assignment for next week. Remember, groups of two, I don’t want to see anybody doing this alone as it won’t work!” Your teacher announces before everybody starts packing their things.

Looking around the room you already see pairs being formed, excited to get together and do the assignment. You’re about to turn to one of your friends too until you notice someone in the corner of the classroom awkwardly trying to find a partner so you decide to approach him.

“Hey Shotaro.” His face lightens up at the sight of you. “Who are you doing the assignment with?”

“I…” He looks down letting out a nervous laugh. “Don’t really have a pair yet.”

“Perfect!” You cheer but suddenly stop when his widen eyes shoot up at you. “No, wait! I mean, if you don’t have a partner yet, you could join me.”

“Really?” His body relaxes as a wide smile takes over his face.

“Of course!” You can’t help yourself reaching forward and ruffling his hair. “Today’s not good for me but how about tomorrow after school? We can go to my house, it’s not far. Meet me at the gate!”

You don’t even let him reply as you hurry to the hall where your friends are already waiting. As expected they couldn’t let the opportunity to tease you slide, insisting you were crushing hard on him despite you denying it knowing perfectly well they’re right.

Shotaro transferred to your school in the beginning of the year. New city, new school, new life, the poor boy seemed so lost that you couldn’t help approach him. You showed him around, helped him catch up with classes and got to know the nice guy he is. In no time you two became some what close, you turned into his safe place at this new school and his presence was enough to put a smile on your face. Soon you realised your feelings for him had passed friendship but you didn’t want to risk it in case he didn’t feel the same so you pushed them aside. Of course your friends could see right past you but no one was close enough to ask him what he felt so you just let it go, day by day watching him and fantasising about the two of you together.

The following day, it seemed like the casses were endless as you stare at the clock on the wall impatiently waiting for the bell to ring. But once it finally did, you rush to your locker to get some things before running to the gate.

“I’m sorry!” You pant, dropping your hands to your knees. “Did you wait long?”

“I literally just got here.” Shotaro chuckles.

When you look up, your heart skips a beat as the late afternoon sun shines on his beautiful face decorated with the brightest smile. It’s like the whole world stopped and there’s only him.

“S-Should we go?” He interrupts the awkward silence you didn’t realize took place.

“Oh, of course.” Clearing your throat you smooth down your clothes and lead the way.

Soon the conversation flows and your laughing down the street until you reach your place. You quickly greet your parents and make introductions as you grab Shotaro’s hand and drag him upstairs to your room.

“Sorry about that, they would just start talking and making questions and it would be weird-” You stop when you notice that while you went into the room dropping your bag on the floor, he awkwardly remained at the door. “Are you just going to stand there?”

“W-Well…” He nervously looks around. “I’ve never been in a girls room…”

“Oh, c’mon,” you take his hand again pulling him inside, “it’s just a room.”

Slowly he takes a seat on your desk chair as you sit across from him on your bed and pull out your notebook.

“So, shall we get straight into it?” He almost chokes on his spit at your choice of words.

“W-what?” He manages to ask.

“The experience for the pair assignment?” You raise an eyebrow. “Then if we have time we can handle some other homework.”

“Right.” Scratching the back of his head he giggles. “Yes, let’s do that.”

“Ok, so…” You open your notebook where you wrote down the instructions. “First we need to shape a paper clip into a ‘U’. I think I have some.”

Shotaro watches as you reach into the drawer beside him searching inside. You can feel his eyes on you as you arrange the object, making your heart beat faster.

“Does this look ok?” You hand it up to him and soon regret watching your hand tremble.

“It’s perfect.” He smiles widely at your wonky ‘u’ shaped clip.

“Thanks.” Feeling your cheeks burn you look back down to the instructions. “So one of us needs to be the experimenter and the other one the participant, then we swap.”

“You can do me first if you want.” Your eyes almost jump out your face at his words but he suddenly explains. “I mean, I can be the participant first!”

“Right, yes, of course!” Clearing your throat you put your notebook on the side. “Maybe it’s better if you sit next to me.”

“Ok.” Slowly he gets up and joins you on the bed.

The experiment is simple, you’re going to try to understand in which parts of the body the skin is more sensitive. Shotaro closes his eyes, you’ll touch him with one or the two ends of the paper clip, he tells you on many ends he feels and you write down if he’s correct or not. Six body parts, four touches in each.

Firstly is the shoulder. He rolls up the sleeve of his t’shirt, a scene you have seen many times at the school gym or when you pass by the neighbourhood’s basketball court totally by accident. He gets 3 out of 4, not bad.

Then you move on to his finger. As you do what you have to do you can’t help admire how long and slender they are, beautifully adorned with simples silver rings. Perfect score here.

Next up, his back. He turns around and lifts up his shirt. Resisting the urge to run your hand down his soft skin, you simple proceed with the paper clip touches, making him slightly shiver. Not so good results on this one, he only got half right.

Moving on you almost choke on your spit realising it will be his stomach. Shyly he lifts up his shirt on the front now and you try not to focus on the way he slightly bites his lip. But it’s not better that you have to focus on his baby toned torso. You try to do it as fast as you can as your cheeks burn up and write down the results, similar to his back.

After that you take a deep breath and go up to his forehead. You thought this one would be easier but being so close to his face was making your pulse race. At the first touch he giggles as it tickles his skin and you proceed with the other touches trying not to laugh too. He only got one right in this one.

Finally your eyes widen at the last place: his lips. You stare at them for a few seconds, you don’t know many times you fantasised about feeling them on yours, but quickly you realise it must be getting awkward for him to sit there with his eyes closed waiting. As you’re about to start you understand this will be a hard one to do right, so you softly tug on his chin with your other hand to keep him in place. Trying to ignore the red tone taking over his cheeks you write down the perfect score.

“How did I do?” At last he opens his eyes, blinking as he re-adjusts to the daylight.

“N-not bad.” You mentally curse yourself for stuttering as you show him your notes.

“Well it seems like the lips and the fingers are definitely the most sensitive.” He nods analysing the results. “Let’s see if it’s the same for you.”

“S-Sure.” You hand him the paper clip and close your eyes now.

Shoulder. Luckily you wore a sleeveless shirt so not big deal there, but it did felt weird just to feel the thin tips of the metal on your bare skin.

Finger. The way he holds your hand and carefully pokes the tip just feels so soft and nice that you have to remind yourself this is just a school project, before you mind drifts off.

Back. Since your neckline is a bit low on the back, he suggested that he does the experiment there so you don’t have to lift your shirt, which makes you agree in relief. Still the touches send shivers down your spine.

Stomach. Your heart sinks realising you will have to lift your shirt up after all, but as you’re starting to panic he reminds you the teacher said that could be done over the shirt specially since yours doesn’t seem to be too thick. Honestly you don’t even care if the results are bad on this one as long as you don’t have to take your clothes off like this, specially in front of him.

Forehead. When he starts you understand his reaction from before and you both start giggling, taking deeps breaths to get the four touches done.

Lips. The one you were most nervous for. You can feel his breath on your face and he mimics you by gently grabbing you chin. You mentally count to ten, trying to calm yourself done but nothing seems to happen. You’re about to question it but suddenly you feel it. Although it’s not the thin touch of the paper clip. It’s a pair of soft lips against your own. Your breath gets stuck on your throat as butterflies throw a party inside your stomach.

“Did you feel that?” Shotaro’s voice is quiet, nervously waiting your reply.

“I… Don’t know.” Gulping you come back to your senses, eyes still closed. “M-Maybe you should do it again.”

“Really?” You ear surprise on his voice and give him a nod.

He leans forward again but this time you respond in the romantic soft kiss you’ve been dreaming about for a long time. At that moment it feels natural to be so connected to him. It’s like the whole world is forgotten and it’s just you and him, shinning bright.

“I definitely felt that now.” You two chuckle as he steps back.

Opening your eyes, you stare into each other for a few minutes, comfortable smiles taking over your faces. And then you realise: he felt the same all along. Even in a different school, a different city where he knew no one, he was no longer lonely when he was with you. You became his light, his motive, a reason to be the best version of himself.

You became his home.

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

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[variousqueerthings]

I want to write something about everyone who’s been very kind to me, which really isn’t something I usually do (EDIT: having written this I’m tempted to delete it all, but I will commit to the earnestness, I will commit to being somewhat seen online. I hope it doesn’t make anyone uncomfortable to be mentioned here, let me know if so and I’ll take you out of the post) 

Considering I haven’t been able to follow anyone or go onto the tag, this has been a very unusual experience for me. It’s the first long-form thing I ever watched as an adult going in totally blind and simultaneously getting involved in the fandom in some way, mainly through you lot being very gracious and interacting with my reactions to it

I mentioned this in a recent post, but MASH feels like the worst-kept secret that I didn’t know about, and now I do it’s a treasure trove of story, and also of a 50yr old fandom, and of what seems to have been a creative team that was very close over the 11 years that they made this story happen, so while I am currently crying on and off and will be for some time, because I’ve never dealt with the ends of stories very well, I know that the finality of this is somewhat different to other stories that I’ve engaged with -- in the sense that it is very definitely Finished, but in many ways I was also looking forward to this moment --

am now going to go on the tags, search out AO3 (absolutely my next stop @quordleona03 ), read/watch/listen to those interviews and reunions I’ve been setting aside, see if I can get a hold of the MASH book that Arlene Alda took pictures for, and you know... I’m only at the end of s4 on the rewatch I was doing concurrently (also when I go home for the holidays, I’ll be starting another rewatch to get my family into it...), so there’s also the things that I want to write now I’ve got the puzzle made (except for the fact that I’ve been getting fun facts about how reality influenced the story and I think there’s a fair few of those facts still to come, so really not even a complete puzzle!)

favourite fics and interviews you love, please send them my way!!! especially things that deal with Themes and character studies

and now properly, an earnest thanks for the other part of this experience that has been so novel and exciting and strangely emotional, because you were all very nice to me and I know that I’ve put an awful lot on said tags I couldn’t look at -- the guys from MASH and the old guys who I knew from Cobra Kai who as it turned out were already into MASH!: @genderqueer-klinger , @pomegranate , @majorbaby , @quordleona03 , @mashbrainrot ,  @mauvecardigans , @jewish-hawkeye , @jamborae , @awkward-aro-ace-princess-76 , @jerottblyth , @thebreakfastgenie -- also @shootfighting for not even going here and sending me fanart, I really feel so much has changed for me specifically because I got into Cobra Kai and it was definitely down to the people in the fandom -- this felt like it needed to come off the back of that fandom experience, which was also such a new thing for me to get involved in! @le-red-queen and @hunkydorkling and @mimsyaf (I suck at writing heartfelt things to people I’ve spent a lot of time with and have come to care for an awful lot, I need to get better at that, but you know... just because of you...)

@mimupf ❤

and to everyone who wrote in my replies or on reblogs or messages, I’m about 99.99% sure there’s probably someone I’ve talked with who I haven’t mentioned here, please don’t assume I did that on purpose, I am forgetful as all heck. you’re really a swell lot

and @jewish-hawkeye you were absolutely right! it was the numbers of the dead and the wounded and the dispossessed and the orphaned. oddly enough I forgot to put in my “VIETNAM? WHERE’S THAT?” note, because that was something that twisted me up too

[stephdragonness]

Update journal: IRL / Commissions and more

Hey everyone time make effort update journal whats been going on.

Things IRL/offline have been a real mess during march so tell worst news first, on recent medical doctor visits after having covid back in new year we needed check ups, found out with my mother has developed a tumour/cancer on one of her kidneys (its not life threatening but are lot concerns what it be after surgery get diagnosed of removed cancer kidney) so at moment been waiting hear a date for the surgery.

Its been bit of a shock hear the news and been trying keep on normal schedule of life but it hits back my mind that something can go wrong with my mother with problem hearing about cancer & after effects (after surgery im going be off alot doing more work around home and help my mum make sure she rests n heal).... so yeah if things i comment sound overly aggressive/strange or anxious... its not you guys its stuff im worried about offline getting me stressed.

Partly been quiet of course im still feeling effects of post covid even been over 3 months.. i been sleeping or taking long naps to combat tiredness (plus whatever covid did to me has wreaked on my inflammation/system ,eczema been bit of a ass to combat. So been sit down just gaming till i was get back to drawing effort)

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Commissions i Have push stuff back to maybe somewhere after june or later...but may open for some short commissions if so need lil extra money on side for things after moms surgery like for grocery's/food delivery's needed.

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All n All things been bit down but some happy news Easter coming along nice bit holiday on side to brake away from bad news, even my mother insists i should stop worrying about her in this and go enjoy Eastershow (local Sydney country fair)... i still worry but worrying not going to help shes says, hope all things in end april be ok for my mother.. keep my chin up and keep on effort normal schedule drawing when i can.❤

Hope everyone have Awesome Easter coming up (INDULGE IN ALL THE CHOCOLATE)🍫

[hatake]

Feeling very much the same ❤️ my family abused me and convinced everyone I was the bad guy and lying about all the assault. They still treat me like trash even though I'm well into my adult years and now that Christmas is over I'm debating on ever seeing them again and it hurtssssss. I say this not to complain but to let others in similar situations know they're not alone. I've seen some of your vent posts and it sounds like we went thru similar things. We will make it through this trauma ❤️

Thanks for reaching out 💕 I've been feeling deflated from loneliness, so it's nice to hear there are others who understand!! I'm so sorry you've had to endure everything your family has put you through; it's so unfair and disheartening that people can get away with doing awful things just because they have numbers on their side. And it hurts so bad when those numbers are your fam 😭

For the longest time I didn't think I was someone who could go no contact with my family, but if I had the means to now, I would in a heartbeat 💀 It sucks feeling so attached to people who hurt you so badly!!! If never seeing them again is what's best for you, I hope you can find the strength to do that ❤

Sending all my love your way ❤ Thank goodness the holidays are over!! Hope this year can bring us some healing ❤❤❤

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Dear Amber❤ I love you and love your blog so much💗 I love your stories esp The Pack, Alpha Steve and his little one are my one big love. Thankyou for giving us them😘

I'm a Canadian American, my dad's 🇨🇦 and my mum is 🇱🇷 and we live in Canada. My dad's family is living in countryside so we get to go there for holidays and its always fun.

I want to share an idea with you, if you ever decide to give it a go, bodyguard Steve and highly privileged reader. Poor boy rich girl kinda trope. A forbidden romance, passionate love. And Steve’s folk had farm that's not doing well or something and he's helping them by working as a bodyguard...

Well, I hope you're doing great. Weekend is here finally after a tiring week, so have a great weekend sweet Amber. 😘😘

Thank you so much Babes! They are here because of you guys. I love Alpha Steve and his Little One so much, it's nice to know others feel the same way.

Well hello, neighbor! I haven't visited Canada in years but loved every visit. I bet it is fun to go get to visit the countryside for holidays. I always picture it being very picturesque.

I love that idea, what a fun one. I can see bodyguard Steve being a little exasperated with his sweet one, she is a bit reckless at times. I will add it to my list of ideas babes. Right now my goal is to finish The Perfect Life and Taking The Risks while also continuing On The Hunt and Life Is Short So Make It Sweet.

I am doing okay! Holed up at home dealing with a slight head cold, but nothing major. We got a snowstorm last night so eventually, I gotta venture outside to shovel the cars out, but I am not in much of a rush. Lol. I hope you have a great weekend babes 💖

[lenteur]

you're so precious !!! i'm sorry i've been away for a couple of days, work is really busy because it's christmas time and ugh STRESS

i'd love my job more if some customers weren't so rude all the time. i had an absolutely horrible call today with a guy who thought that trying to intimidate me was the way to go. (he didn't get far but he really got on my nerves.....) i wish some people were nicer to employees :( honestly i don't know what i want to do as like, a full time thing. i'm interested in a lot of crime stuff (not committing crime but solving it!) 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

maybe a bit of both?? 💕🥺 you're so sweet omg!! :(

oh my god SAME, i share ur pain 😭

it definitely does :( whenever i get into a new group, i always like to read about them so i can get to know a little bit about them (and see who shares my mbti or birthday if possible haha) and on kpop profiles, they always have their little "who's your bias" poll at the bottom. i get curious all the time and i just vote on them to see, and it's hurtful when i see one member has like 50k+ votes and the member at the bottom will have a couple hundred thousand :( i honestly hope no k-pop group ever reads into these because they can be damaging :( i mean, i know we all have our favourites but i love all members of every group i'm into equally. no one is least liked than the others <3

i'm definitely the same when i get into a new group, i have to paste the names into google to make sure i'm spelling them correctly 🤣 that's okay!!!! i forgive you in advance 💗

i'm EXACTLY THE SAME. my favourite show is criminal minds and every time i see the killer coming towards someone, i'm like LOOK OUT and then when someone gets hurt, i turn to my boyfriend like "HOW DARE THEY NOT LISTEN TO ME YELLING" 🤣 i think i am the worst person to watch things with. in the cinema, i'm as quiet as a mouse but in my own house, i do talk through things (unless the other person tells me to shut up)

i signed up to a stray kids secret santa and i followed this person who liked one of my gifs and then two minutes later i got an ask saying "this person is your secret santa" AND IT WAS THE PERSON I FOLLOWED !!!! like what r the chances <333 we became moots but they don't know it's me............. i hope.........

i hope we can definitely keep in touch once i've revealed myself <3 ily already, you're just so lovely and even though i'm a ball of crippling anxiety, i LOVE talking to you ❤ you made my heart SMILEEEEEE, i am sending you the biggest virtual HUG EVER 💚🥰

YES to all of those groups !!!! it'll never happen but i want a 2NE1 cb. my heart still hopes, i was OBSESSED with them !!!! was literally listening to "pirate" when i saw you liked everglow. they're so so underrated 🙄

their debut song was probably one of those songs where i was like what the hell is going on >.< i really did not like o.o, it wasn't until i watched their perf at mama that i was like THIS IS CATCHY :( loona deserve better honestly :((

also.... i have to ask...... do you like cats 🐈

(i know. u are the highlight of mine (brb kinda sobbing bc ur so sweet)

—svt secret santa 🎅 🎁🎄

It's okay 🤗🥰 you never have to apologise for something like that. Especially because you're braver than the marines for working in service (from what I've gathered 🧐🤔) I'm so sorry you have to deal with people like that man 💔 I don't know why people seem to think shouting and threatening is the way to go... I think the best way to make others understand you and help you with your problem is to be nice and cordial to them 💓 At least, that's the way I see things. And, whenever I go to a shop, I always try to compliment the people working there so their day isn't all sadness and frustration ♥️ Sending you good vibes and giving you big hugs for the holiday season 🫂💙💪

Yeah, especially for nugu groups, you'll only have one or two popular members (aka the ones they send on a bunch of shows to make the group more known) but the rest will be forgotten 😭😭😭 I've learnt to not look at those surveys and go on with my life 💕

Oh 👀👀👀 I see you're a fellow criminal minds enjoyer 😊 I think this is a big clue as to who you are 🤭🧐👀 Who's you favourite? If I had to guess, I'd say Dr Reid (is that how you spell his name?). Let me know if I'm wrong 🤭 Mine is Penelope and I really like her little flirtations with Derek (I hope that's his name 🤞 it's been a while since I last watched an episode) I don't watch it as often now because I used to have nightmares about the killers 😭💔 TMI TMI !!! And, I'm the same 🤣 I can't help but comment every single thing on a show I'm watching on TV (I got that from my mom 💕) but at the cinema, I'm the one getting mad when there's someone talking 😭🤣 Call that duality if you will 🤣🤣🤣

No way 😳🤯 What are the chances of that happening? I would've been so shook if I was you 😱 I wouldn't know what to do 🤣 Hopefully the stayblr secret Santa event is going well for you 💞 I don't know how you manage to juggle with two events at once wow! I always stuck to only one because, knowing myself, I'll mix things up and then the one reviving my messages would wonder if I'm okay 🤣🤣🤣😭

Awee 🥺🥺🥺 the feeling is mutual 💓 You're so sweet and fun and kind and I can't wait to know more about you 🫶 Sending you the biggest virtual hug back bestie 🫂

Even if they never have a cb, I'll consider the Coachella reunion like their last ot4 comeback... The lengths we go to as blackjacks to keep hope 💔 Literally when you sent me the mouse game episode, it was already in my recommended videos on yt 😱 I was so shocked! And I see we both like everglow 👀 We were meant to be 🫂💓 I would've followed you and we would still be besties, even without this event 💖 I can't wait to have a nickname specifically made for you 🥰 with an emoji as well

Kind of a controversial opinion but o.o was kinda okay for me. I mean it's certainly not the best song that I've ever heard but I did enjoy it a bit ☺️ Still would've preferred if the entire song sounded like the second verse but yeah, I did enjoy it haha

Uh do I like cats? Is that even a question? OF COURSE I DO 😍😘🐈 (the caps were necessary because I had to show you how serious I am about my love for cats) I actually plan on adopting one 💗 But I have to see if my apartment and the area where I live match with the cat. I don't want to make a rushed decision. I want to give it the best conditions ever 💖 Do YOU have cats? If so, what are their names? I would've asked for pictures but you can't send them on anon 😔💔 I'll ask for some when you reveal yourself 🥰

You're so sweet too 🥺😭 I don't care if I look like a fool rn you're too kind and adorable and precious to not smile and feel warm all over 💖

Wishing you a lovely weekend and a lot of fun for the holidays ☺️💕

[annika-thelostlove]

The second time, you chose right - part 1 // Edward nashton x fem!reader

Word count // 3816

Summary // In an Alternate timeline Edward Nashton quits his job as a forensic accountant in Gotham city to become an IT support for a lawfirm. You notice the new guy at your work, eddie. He's chubby and quiet and shy, and you think it might just be love at first sight.

Authors note // I got waaaaay into building your character, I'm sorry. You're kinda a crazy person and have a dark past. But you're perfect for Edward

Warnings // mature fic, twisted fluff and angst, dark past from both of them, past muĺrder and crimes, morally grey, sexual themes, attempted sexual assult, stalking, but mostly being in love with Edward ❤

Can be read as a oneshot

Part 2

Eddie's gained some more weight, he's noticed it because he's had to use the next larger belt hole when he puts on his pants now. It should be the least of his problems, but it's another hit on his self esteem that he's very carefully been trying to build since quitting his forensics job.

He focuses on the positives, seeing a therapist in the last few years changed the direction of his life and for the better. He could be in worse mental and emotional conditions by now if he kept discovering more horrible things about Gotham crimes. He was glad for that day in the ally, meeting Batman, the hope incarnate. Finally there was someone to bring light in this city. Edward passed all burdens of duty, of making the city better to the Batman, and left the life of vengeance and violence behind.

He gathered as much evidence he could, and did his best not to become obsessed with the injustice of it all, and then anonymously tipped off evidence to batman. That was more than a year ago. Hes in a much better place now. If he wants to help the city, he has to do it with a clear mind. He's accepted that he's a genius after all, as many others have complimented him in the past. He knows his worth. Now in a good stable job, a new career in IT at a small law firm, he has a nice boss, and the people at work are decent enough to send him little gifts on public holidays.

And then at night he becomes the online hacker vigilante 'nigma', stealing money from the rich, and giving to the poor.

But sometimes things like this make his days hard. Eddie slowly grabs at his love handles, and grips it hard. He sighs. He doesn't know when he's ever felt attractive. But I guess his life has never felt privileged enough for him to care about his appearance till now. He guesses it's a testament to a better quality of life. He read that somewhere, he thinks. Edward is not quite sure he believes it. He throws on his raincoat and gets to work.

< 💚 >

You have been peeking over from your reception desk over to the cubicles for the last year hoping to get glimpses of him when you can. You love the shape of his cheek, and his round shoulder that peeks out from his cubicle wall. He's so beautiful, you think. But he's never once looked in your direction since that first time you met. Edward nashton, he was the new guy. And you think that maybe that feeling you had the first time you saw him last year might be love at first sight.

All the men and at times the ladies in the office have all made a pass at you at some point. You think it's because since you work in reception, you have to be friendly with everyone at the front desk. Still, some part of you feels you were somewhere above average attractive, you've turned down a couple of people in the past. So maybe you're hotter than you give yourself credit for.

But Edward, he updated your computer twice since working here, and one of those times you were on a sick day. No real conversation has happened between you since you met apart from the occasional sounds of agreement from Ed.

'How has your day been?' - 'good'

'I heard you worked in forensics before!' - 'yes'

'I'm in love with your little succulent!' - 'thank you'

He has a little pump bottle sanitizer on his desk that you watch him rub into his dainty hands occasionally, a tiny little cactus plant, a funny favourite mug that's in the shape of a pill bottle that always makes you laugh, and a row of little notebooks in the corner you think are full of his thoughts and musings perhaps even poems. (They are actually great little collection of his own riddles) and alot more the little things around him that just make you fall deep into him even more. You are doomed, and hopeless, and desperately in love with Edward.

Today you will try to get his attention again. Walking by his desk you compliment him on his shirt. It's a pink button down.

"Uh, thank you." He says barely acknowledging you.

He's so uncomfortable, but not as much as he had been last Friday after he turned you down for drinks. You're sure he smiles often at the others, just not at you. You long for it.

You can't help yourself, despite getting hurt last Friday, and endless signs that he has no interest in spending time with you. You put yourself out there anyway.

What you didn't know though, was that Edward came home last Friday crying into his pillow after comming in his hand thinking about how you must have wanted to humiliate him. He thinks that of course your interest is just some sick joke that you're pursuing for a laugh.

"Well, Eddie, I know it's Monday, but- um, I'm going to a late night diner tonight, and- not the bar from last week. And I was thinking coffee was more your style- maybe, if you were free to check it out…with me."

He releases a shaky breath, and looks up at you. "I haven't…changed my mind. S-sorry."

Your palms tingle and tears prickle in your eye, he really really really doesn't want you. You put on a smile.

"Okay, okay, that's okay. Well, see ya tomorrow then!"

You rush to your desk, not knowing that Edward actually saw the genuine hurt in your eyes. He was shocked, maybe you were genuine about spending time with him. He sees you hide at your desk furiously wiping at your eyes. He feels his stomach drop, he really didn't know that it mattered to you so much. You work at reception, you're friendly with everyone. You couldn't actually be interested in him?

< 💚 >

The walk down to the club next door to the dinner was a no-brainer for you. You need to get drunk and get rid of this horrible feeling of rejection fast.

Edward follows you after work, and worriedly watches you from afar as you enter a club. you've been in there for a good hour. He's worried, maybe you've looked for a quick hook up. A horrible feeling burns in his stomach, jealousy, maybe regret, and a twist of anger. Did you only see Edward as a means to fill your own needs? Sighing, that is not possible you could want that with him of all people when he feels so, ugly. Horrible feelings are stirring within him, he fights them. Clenching his fists he takes deep breaths, he's trying to be good. He needs to be.

You finally emerged from the club, looking sad and only partly drunk. You angrily fix your jacket and begin your walk home. A few moments later a rough looking man also comes out looking around, agitated and begins to follow you. Edward quickly jumps out of his hiding spot and pursues. His nerves are up. This dosent look good. What could this man want? He tries his best to hide in the shadows.

< 💚 >

An asshole at the club wouldn't get the hint, you're not interested. So you had to leave that shithole club early.

You notice that there seems to be some footsteps behind you, following for a few minutes now. So you walk faster. You hold on to your sharp blade on your keychain inside your pocket tighter.

But before you could pull it out, someone comes out of nowhere and throws you into an alleyway. Your shoulder collides with the concrete wall and your whole arm is in pain. You are violently grabbed and held tightly with two arms around you then a small knife pushes at your throat. You try not to scream.

"Shush, it's okay it's just me from the bar, be quiet alright." That sleezy voice you heard from the club murmurs behind you.

You beg him to let you go, but he hurriedly starts to shuffle his and your clothing, tugging at yours and his pants to open unsuccessfully. You gasp and yell no, and realise exactly what the asshole wants.

In your struggle you manage to pull your arm free with your small sharp weapon in your hand and thrust it as hard as you could into the body of flesh behind you. He grunts in pain.

But before you could stab him again, you hear a high pitch yell and another series of heavy thuds against the body that's holding you captive. The wet sound of his body being stabbed with a sharp weapon. And not yours. Someone else is here in the ally way with you.

You scream once in confusion and fall forward onto the wall, you turn to see your attacker's body fall to the ground. And another person was on him, stabbing him with a knife. You gasp in shock. You have a hero. At first you think it must be Batman. But he was not cloaked or in a mask, this man's appearance was familiar. Your heart skipped violently in your chest when you realised who it really was.

It's Edward!! He's rescuing you!

"Edward!" You say excitedly

The sound of you calling him stopped him in his trance, with a gasp he drops his weapon. As if he didn't realise what he just did. He's stabbed a man five times with his pocket knife. Frozen in shock he falls backwards on the ground.

What has he done? He looks at his hands, they are shaking and red. His glasses splattered with blood, he shakily wipes at them but it gets worse. It smudges everywhere.

You see that he's scared now. He looks lost, oh sweet Edward. But you notice the man on the ground is still breathing, and Edward is not in the condition to make a choice right now. So you make up your mind.

It's us or them. Your thoughts click into place, yes you are meant to help him, eachother, its destiny. So you hurriedly pick up his knife from the ground and finish what he started. You slice the man's neck, taking the nameless perv out of his misery.

It goes quiet, the silence was deafening between you. You look at one another in suspense. Both covered in the man's blood. You crawl over to Edward then grab his trembling hand.

"We have to go Edward. We have to hide."

He comes back for a second and sees you with those green eyes "Oh, Yes yes we should go. My apartment is just up the street."

"Okay, let's go"

The two of you hold hands dodging all street lights to stay in the dark. Despite your situation, it felt like an epic romance. Getting to run away with him in the dead of the night. The two of you make it to his door. He brings you inside, but still no words are exchanged.

He's standing very still in his apartment now, his face you can see he's thinking a mile a second even though he faces you. He seemed to finally remember your presence after noticing a little heart shaped blood splatter on your cheek.

"Oh, golly." He runs his hand through his hair and says your name in the most endearing way. "I-I ill let you use the bathroom first. It's, it's over this way" He points over to a door to his left. He doesn't look so well. But you can't help but think of how handsome he is, his face full of gentle worry. Despite the blood.

You close the bathroom door behind you, and without a second thought stripped down and used his shower.

You didn't know though that Edward out in the living room was spiralling. His head in his hands, this was the kind of thing he's been trying to fight, the person hes trying not to become. He stabbed someone tonight. Without a second thought. And planned to complete it if it wasn't for you. You. You finished it off. How, how were you going to get away with it? It's was his fault, he made you murder a man. They're gonna take you away. Somewhere, somewhere-

You step out of the bathroom forgetting that you didn't ask for spare clothes, you're glad he had a massive towel to wrap yourself in. But Edward doesn't even notice you standing there practically naked in his living room.

"Edward, honey are you alright?" No response

"Lets get you cleaned up now alright?"

You pull him along by this arm to the bathroom. His eyes distant, hes not really with you now. So you let him sit on the toilet seat and while you just fill up his bath with steamy water waiting for him.

"Eddie can I clean your clothes honey?" You test the endearment on your tongue and begin with removing his stylish glasses, he seems fine with that. Next his bloodied jacket and shoes and socks. Feeling encouraged by his calm response you try to remove his shirt, unbuttoning him. Then he grabs your arms, stopping you.

Now he finally looks shaken. His lips tremble, like there is something he just can't say. You wait for him to say them. But he's breaking apart quickly.

"Okay, it's alright, just let me hold you." You reassure him. He releases you and you take his head into your chest. "It's okay sweetheart, I want to make you feel better, make you feel clean" you repeat these words to him until it was the only thing on your mind. Same words you have used on yourself many times in the past.

Something in him finally breaks, and you feel him begin to sob into you. It's heartbreaking, he wails loudly in his own towel that you're wearing at your chest. Holding you tightly against him.

You wonder if it was his first time, seeing death, it certainly was not yours.

But you were wrong, it was not the death. His tears were from something else. It's you. He's never felt someone's affection like this. Being held, and told words of reassurance. Feeling like a treasure in your arms. In the trouble you both were in now 'how could he let this go once it's taken from him?'

Edward was inconsolable for a little while, but you love him, it was a privilege to have his tears against your chest. You soothed his back and head. He had such lovely brown hair. Giving his hairline a kiss, he calmed down enough for you to continue undressing him. You recognize this behaviour, he's dissociated for a little while. He needs some rest.

You have him naked in his tub in just a few minutes. He's only a little shy now. Trying to cover his privates while you soap him clean. It feels like a test, temptation on a silver platter. You control yourself from touching the most beautiful body you have seen. He blushes so prettily, the pink runs down his chest, and your eyes roam down to his round belly and thighs, desire heats up between your legs. But it's not the time to think about yourself, he deserves to be loved and respected.

When you're done, you try to dry him off, but he grows shy and quickly takes over wiping himself. When you two enter his bedroom he dresses himself in cotton shorts and a thin sweater, and he gives you some of his clothes to wear. You settle on a long pajama shirt, the pant were too long to wear.

"We can, talk tomorrow..about what to…do.." He quietly says and hesitates.

"We can…share the bed" his whole face turns tomato red at his own suggestion. After all what's happened tonight he feels confident that you want to be near him.

You give him a sweet hopeful grin and you both climb into bed. With your head on his chest, you smile and inhale his scent deep, and think that this is how it should always be before falling fast asleep.

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< One year ago >

Three new people will be added to the company. The welcome party was quite nice so far, nice little finger food, you've already put a few in your bag.

They did the same thing for you few years ago when you got this job. No one questioned how you got it. And you're so grateful for Mr. Wayne.

Six years ago you were just a teenager working at one of Salvatore Maroni's drops factory. When the drug finally killed both your brothers, you started adding undetectable poison into your own mix of drops in an attempt to get back at the dealers who sold them to kids. You killed some successfully, but not without getting innocent deaths. Whole families died from your drug mix. Fueled by hate and obsessed with cleansing the city, dozens of people died by your doing, many unnoticed and only marked off at drops overdoses, and even unfortunate bystanders had to go. Many of the deaths of mafia big names made the news, dubing you as The Pusher Killer. But after years, you couldn't carry on living with the hate in your heart and the guilt. You were suffering from the darkness of your life.

Then one day a masked man approached you and asked for locations of the drops factories in exchange for the start of a new life. The man looked alarmingly similar to the young bruce wayne you see on the news. But with the scarf and hood you couldn't confirm it. You took the deal. And here you are now with a new name and a clean start. Though what you've done, will always haunt you. The guilt follows you like a ghost, a prison you have not escaped.

The three men that have been added to your IT department, they all look a little similar to eachother. One of them has stylish translucent glasses on, maybe you should introduce yourself. He was unassuming though he was tall, and simply stood off to the side of the snacks table offering anyone who came by him a little smile. Cute.

You introduce yourself "hey I work in reception, what's your name?"

"Edward"

"Welcome to the team! But the IT and reception departments don't overlap much." He blinked a few times, trying to get a baring of things perhaps. "So I'm glad to have a chance to talk you you." He blushes and is thinking of saying something, but it's a few moments till he says it.

"What happens again, but different both times?"

"..what..?"

"It- its a riddle. What can happen again, but is different both times?"

"I..uh. um."

"Nevermind-"

"No, no, let me think for a moment"

"Kay" He waits patiently with his lips pursed together. You go through a few options first. He shakes his head, all wrong.

What can happen again, but is different both times?

Then it hits you, like opening your eyes for the first time. The answer hits home so closely, you almost feel like a child again in wonder with the wide world.

"Is it..a second chance?"

His smile blinds you, Edward shines like you've never seen anyone before. "Yes!!" He giggles. "Yes, and we will have the chance to see each other again!" He revels in both of your victories, unaware of what had just happened to you. As if he had no idea that your world just got a little brighter, because he's made you remember where you are, in the middle of your second chance. The look in his eyes, they are like yours somehow. And he knows it too. You look at him I awe, laughing along with him. While all at once you are falling.

Is this it?

"Do you- well, I know it sounds lame, but- do you believe in that?" You ask him and look past those spectacles he wears and see his big green eyes magnified and blinking down at you.

"In- in second chances?" He doesn't really think for even a second when he says. "Of course I do." And he smiles till it reaches his eyes. Oh. Of course, its him. He's the one for me. Your heart just soars.

But in the first week working there, Edward began to ignore you, you were not sure why. Edward is ashamed to say, but at that welcome party he felt special after you talked to him. But it turns out you're quite friendly with practically everyone else. He won't get his hopes up if he doesn't talk to you as often, so he just won't.

___________

< Present >

You awoke when it was still dark, checking your phone time, it says 2:33 am.

Sometime in the night Edward pulled away from you and curled up in a little ball. You look over and try to get a look at him. He's fast asleep, the way he sleeps seems a little tense. But cute nonetheless. You slowly curled over him, becoming the big spoon. He relaxes a little.

After a few minutes he begins to shiver. But not from cold. You think it's a dream. He suddenly gasps and wakes up, opening his eyes which have become glassy.

You hold him tighter, letting you know that you're there. "I'm here with you"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, it's just me. What- what did you dream about?"

"Hmn, the same things really. From the orphanage that I was raised in. Just how…cold it was… how lonely."

"Oh eddie." You rub his skin gently. "Im sorry, but I'm glad, that it's in the past. You're here now, with me. Together. Im happy."

"You're happy with me?"

"Yes, I am"

You roll him over to face you. You see the sadness of his brow, he worries just like you. Where will all the pieces fall? The two of you will have to face whatever consequences come through from the events of Tonight. Maybe Gotham detectives will only find the body in the morning. Find you and lock you away. Maybe they don't suspect you at all. Maybe you will be together with Edward from this point on and never be found out. Maybe in a few moments they will break into Eddie's apartment and take him too.

It was a long tense pause before he responded to your bold implication about the two of you. "Well. I'm not so sure how long we have till it's all taken away."

"I won't waste time then." Your hand holds the apple of his cheek, and he closes his eyes from the feeling. Once they opened you close the distance between you and kiss him the way you've always dreamed of.

Part 2

[silenceofthecookies]

Hi Cookie!!! Congrats on 700, you deserve every single one, and thousands more!! You're an incredible writer and amazing person ❤ If it's alright, can I please ask for the Black Bulls, and what they'd spend time doing on days off with their partner? Hopefully this is an okay prompt 😅 thank you so much, and have fun with your event!!

Hi Emma! Sorry these took so long, I hope you like them! ❤

Yami Sukehiro

Yami usually spends his days off relaxing, and with an s/o that's not much different. As long as no date has been planned for that day, he'll just lounge around, drink, gamble,… you're free to join him. If anything, he'll welcome it.

He likes to play a little with the beasts on his days off too. If you're though he'll gladly let you play with them as well, but if you're not as keen on muscle-building as this captain is, he'll keep you away from them. Doesn't matter how cute they are, these guys don't know how to play gently.

He does like spontaneous mini dates too. Going shopping together, eating in a tavern or a cosy restaurant, whatever gives you some peace, quiet and quality time. In the Black Bulls base, those are pretty hard to come by and even the captain of this rowdy squad wants some quiet every now and again.

Days off are also perfect for training. Yes, training is relaxation for Yami. He needs to keep up his strength and he enjoys blowing off some steam. He'll train with you too if that's what you want, but he's 100% going easy on you, even if you're ridiculously strong.

Most of all there's a lot of sleep on his days off, date or not.

Vanessa Enoteca

Vanessa plans the cutest and most romantic little things to do with her s/o on days off. It doesn't even have to be much or take long, anything it fine. A little picnic in the forest, eating ice cream in town, drinking a glass of wine together while watching the sunset,… as long as she gets some quality time with you, it's fine.

She absolutely loves it if you surprise her with plans though, so she doesn't always do it. She may be a little disappointed if you didn't plan anything but she won't show it, knowing that you may also be busy or just want to stay in for the day, so instead she'll just stay in with you, keeping you company.

She can enjoy a day in just as much as a date. Depending on her mood and her alcohol intake, she may cling to you all day though. What can she say, you're her favourite person and as a magic knight, she rarely knows when she'll have a day off.

She really wants to take a little vacation with you sometime, just get out of it for a few days, so the moment you both have a few days off, she arranges a little holiday.

Nacht Faust

This little shit didn't plan shit.

Or at least that's what he tells you at when you ask him about it. Actually he has a very nice little date planned with dinner in your favourite restaurant, but he's not telling you that. He'll pretend to just take you out on a whim, and only when he gives his name for the reservation will you know he had actually planned this.

He just loves watching that split second of panic and disappointment, he's sadistic like that.

And if it's an unexpected day off, which usually is the case, he'll likely just hang around and chill with you. He'll just sit in the same room, doing his thing while you're doing your thing. He doesn't need your attention 24/7, he just wants to be near you.

If you plan something to do instead, he'll be speechless for a split second before composing himself. He knows he doesn't have the most likeable personality so it sometimes still surprises him that you want to spend any time with him at all.

He'll never plan something too fancy though. The stuck-up people around him usually make him want to mess with them and get you both into trouble, so he prefers places where the common folk resides, far away from annoying nobles and royals.

Finral, Magna, Noelle, Zora, Asta, Henry and Gordon below the cut!

Finral Roulacase

Finral is talking with you before the day off about what to do. If you tell him to surprise you, he'll gladly come up with a super romantic date, planning where to go ahead of time. If you give him any preference, he'll make sure to keep it in mind.

He'll be a little sad if you tell him you want the day for yourself, but he'll respect it. Finral is very attached to you and very much in love with you, and if possible, he'd spend every single day with you.

Distance is usually no problem because of his spatial magic, so little dates can be pretty extravagant without him having to put in too much effort (except for using some mana). It's something he takes great pride in.

When you have a day off unexpectedly, and thus have nothing planned, he likes to go for a walk, read a book, play a game together,… anything to relax but to still spend some quality time together.

If you don't feel like doing any of that, you can just talk to him. He'll gladly listen and the moment you run out of things to talk about, he'll always find something to fill the silence without making it annoying.

Magna Swing

Magna always tries to impress you. He wants to show you he's a dependable and thoughtful boyfriend. His brain, however, does not always want to work with him. He easily gets distracted from planning out something, certainly when Luck is around and certainly when he's taunting Magna, which often leaves him with not enough time to prepare something nice, and sometimes it even makes him forget about it completely.

So usually, days off with him are pretty chill. He takes you for a ride on his Crazy Cyclone, you play a game together, you just find a calm place away from the rest of the Bulls and talk,…

When he does manage to plan something, it's pretty cliché. Going to a restaurant together, going to the beach to walk and play there,… Most of his experience in romance comes from hearsay. He can think of some other things that are fun for him, but he knows those aren't always as fun for you, so he prefers to keep to things he knows you'll enjoy.

He absolutely loves it when you surprise him by planning something. It does become a problem when you both have planned something though, because he can be a little stubborn about admitting your plans are better.

Noelle Silva

Noelle pretty much expects you to plan something. After all, she's a royal. She shouldn't be planning dates, that's up to you. Yes, even if you're a royal too.

Don't worry, she comes around. Actually, she's just really nervous to plan something. Once she's planned a date and everything worked out nicely, she'll insist on planning dates more often on days off.

She always comes to check if you're okay to go out, but she insists on surprising you with what exactly you'll be doing. She really enjoys seeing the look of surprise on your face when you find out you'll be doing something nice.

If you're just staying in, it's usually a much less exhausting day than dates out. On the dates she plans, Noelle always wants to make most of the day. This pressure somehow isn't there when you're staying inside. She'll go along with most things you want to do, as long as they interest her.

She really enjoys going shopping with you as well on days when nothing is planned and these are usually the most relaxed dates. She loves picking clothes for you, seeing if they look good on you or not. They might be a bit pricy because of her tastes but don't worry, she'll pay for them.

Zora Ideale

If you want a date on your day off with Zora, you're going to have to arrange it yourself. Zora is not doing it. Or at least, that’s what he’ll say. He actually does have a little thing planned, but it’s nothing as fancy as some of the other Black Bulls might plan. He just likes teasing you a bit. If you tell him you’ve made plans, he’ll agree with it easily and discard his own plans.

If you become sad, frustrated, annoyed or anything like that because Zora didn’t plan something, he’ll take you out into nature and he’ll show you some pretty places he found while exploring ‘to make it up to you’. A small waterfall, a lake that’s so clear you can see the bottom, a field full of flowers,… he’ll bring some food as well and turn it into a little picnic.

If you don’t show him you wanted to go out, he’ll just laze around the base with you, maybe pull some shit on the other Bulls. Couples who prank together and get in trouble together stay together longer right? Except that you’re with Zora, and he’s a master at getting out of trouble. So usually, your little plans get by unpunished.

Asta

Training is a date right? Right? Getting physically stronger together will also strengthen your emotional bond, right? Yes, that must be it!

Someone please give Asta a book about dating.

On his days off, Asta usually trains his ass off to keep up his strength and to get even stronger still, and his head is so set on it that early into the relationship, he won’t even realise that some days off should be spent with your significant other, or that training is NOT a proper date to most people.

Once he realises that, he’ll try to come up with some date plans. He always runs them by you and that’s great, because every single idea he comes up with is very outdoorsy, such as hiking or going swimming. Because he sends most of his income home and has spent his whole live in poverty, his date ideas are usually ones that cost little to no money.

If the weather is bad or you want to stay indoors, he’ll try to combine whatever you want to do with training. You want to read a book? Sure, but do you mind sitting on his back while he does push-ups?

Henry Legolant

Henry has all these lovely ideas in his head of dates he wants to take you on. He’s imagined you two together in restaurants, in bars, out shopping, taking walks through nature, running through a field with high grass together,… but sadly, his physical condition is stopping him from doing any of these with you.

It really makes him sad that he can’t actually go out with you, and even more so that you usually have to sit at a little bit of a distance from him so you won’t get your energy sucked out. But that doesn’t mean that he can’t dream a little.

So he’ll gladly talk about all the ideas he’s gotten, all the little things he’d want to do with you if only he could move around like a normal person. He’ll narrate it in such a way that if you close your eyes, you’re able to see it all happen in your head. He’s a great storyteller.

When he has some energy from all the mana he sucked up from the Bulls living in his home, he’ll arrange for Charmy to make you two a nice dinner alone. He may not be able to take you outside or sit very close to you without sapping your energy, but he can at least have a little dinner in privacy with you, to at least have something like a real date with you.

Gordon Agrippa

Gordon always asks if you want to go do something together. Whenever he wants to surprise you with something, he’ll ask you if he can surprise you. He’s always super worried about doing something you don’t want to do or won’t like, so he prefers to double-check, and usually to plan things together as well.

Gordon’s date ideas are usually more traditional, like visiting restaurants or going for a walk on a beach during sunset or on a clear night, but he’s up for trying most things at least once. He feels like he can’t really say whether he will or won’t like something unless he’s tried it, so whatever you suggest, you’ll do it at least once.

If you’re staying in, Gordon will at least insist on having some tea together. You can do other things on your own as well, you’re your own person and you’re not his property, but he wants to spend at least a little bit of time with you.

If you want to do something with him though, he’s up for most card- and boardgames, for reading a book together, for doing handicrafts together,… even doing separate things in the same room. Just being near you is enough for him.

[simp4ace]

"keep me warm tonight" ~ portgas d ace x gn!reader

a/n: Merry Christmas to my sweetest mother @fire-fist-ann ❤!!! I have turned your request into a surprise present hehe I'm so sorry for making you wait that long!!!🥺🥺🥺 I just want to say that I love you lotsss!!!! You're always so sweet, kind, supportive, and a joy to talk to<333 I always want to talk to you whenever I can, but sometimes life gets in the way so please don't feel sad if I never reach out first😭😭😭 I don't forget you, you are always on my mind aaa just want you to know that🥰🥰🥰 I wish you have a wonderful holiday and I hope that someday we can finally have our vid call hehe <3

summary: Ace and you fell overboard and got lost on a deserted island

"What are we going to do now?"

You gulp, shaking miserably in the bitter cold of December. Your clothes, even though they have been dried thanks to Ace's power, somehow still feel so damped, giving you the chilled to the bone.

The two of you are standing on the seashore on an isolated island, shivering and freezing in the frosty air, watching the grey ocean that stretches out beyond eyesight hopelessly.

It was all Ace's fault. He has been messing with you the whole morning, making you chase him around the Moby Dick, and ending up dragging both of you to fall overboard into the vast cold sea beneath. There was no one on the deck at that moment, and Ace - being an ultimate anchor - sank too fast that you didn't even have time to yell out but had to save him first. By the time you finally managed to pull Ace out of the surface, the ship was already far away.

It took you nearly three hours to swim through the icy water, carrying a heavy anchor on your shoulder that seemed to be able to pull you down at any moment. You had to take off most of your clothes to float on the water, which just made the cold even more extreme. Not until did your hand froze, your lungs constricted, thinking that the two of you were going to die, that a small island appeared in front of you. You didn't know what strength helped you to get there, but eventually, you two were safely ashore. Now, Ace finally woke up after about an hour of unconsciousness from being drained by the sea, yet you guys still see no hope of getting out of this island.

Worse yet, it's starting to get dark, the temperature drops slowly, and the only flimsy clothing left doesn't do you any good at keeping warm.

"I guess we have no choice but to stay here tonight," says Ace apologetically after a while. He feels deeply regret putting you in this situation. Not to mention today is Christmas; you should have had a nice cozy party on the ship, yet here you are, shaking in the algidity on a deserted island all because of his fault.

"No!" You grieve, but deep inside, you know that there's no other way.

"I'm so sorry, babe." Ace wraps his hand around you, pulling you in a warm embrace, and you tremble at the sudden warmness you feel when snuggling closer to his body. Ace is a real portable heater; even in this kind of weather, he's still so warm and balmy.

"You have to make it up for me." You say, pouting to his chest.

Ace's chuckle echoes from the hollow of your neck. He raises his head to look you straight in the eye.

Above the velvety sky, the first night stars have appeared, but you can no longer care about them when now, sparkling right in front of you is a whole galaxy inside the iris of your loved one.

"I'd love to, honey," Ace smiles, nuzzling your nose gently with his, "Tell me, how would you want me to make it up?"

"Keep me warm tonight," You demand, leaning closer to meet his lips. The moment you two are drowned in a deep, tender kiss that burns you inside out, you knew that you would be safe and sound tonight, under his wings. And he will keep you warm, oh, definitely, the whole night.

Maybe sometimes spending Christmas out of nowhere is not that bad. As long as you guys are together. As long as you are with Ace...

[pikapeppa]

Oh hey it’s me again! I am one of the ones that had gushed about how amazing your Chamomile and Gwent series is. Little did I know… there were two more installments! I kid you not, for the past couple of weeks, I’ve been religiously pacing it out, reading a little bit as a treat every time I need a break and I am just past the middle of the last installment! Once again, wow! Thanks for sharing this - there is something about the way you write Geralt that is somehow realistic and kind of believable for a ‘dreamboat guy’ if you know what I mean. And you know what? I finally downloaded Steam for Mac and got myself Witcher 3! I got to know about the Witcher through the Netflix series and as a past avid gamer, I wanted to dive into the game yet never did it for fear or losing oodles of time ahah. So now I have it, planning to play it in easy mode over the Xmas holidays - thanks to you! And I wish I had the time to read the whole book series cos once again - your work gives a wonderful glimpse at how complex and amazing the worldbuilding is - so I think these folks should pay you handsomely for your free marketing! Jokes aside, I feel your work makes fanfic stand out in all the best possible ways. Way to go! Have you ever thought of branching out on original stories, thinking of getting published? I’d buy your work! <3 <3 <3 

This whole comment is JUST SO, SO INCREDIBLY NICE. First and foremost, just THANK YOU for taking the time to leave such wonderful words!!! You absolutely made my day! 😭❤❤❤🙏

I hope you love TW3!! I'm looking forward to the next-gen patch release so I can see his handsome face on my PS5, so maybe we'll be playing at the same time during December! 🥰 I also play on easy mode so I can enjoy the game without sweating or dying a million times LOL!

As for original fic: I honestly just love writing fanfic so much and I don't have any major interest in writing anything original! My fiance and I have talked about writing a sci-fi/romance together where he would basically provide the worldbuilding and plot bones while I deal with the romance and the actual writing, but it's always been more hypothetical than anything because I'm constantly busy writing fictional sex for other properties' fictional men 😂😂😂 I will throw it out there that I have a Kofi in case you want to throw me some money, but honestly, messages like this one are worth more than money to me 😂❤

Finally, assuming that it was also you who wrote to me about Brian K. Vaughan's Saga series? I had never heard of this! But it's mostly because I don't read a lot of graphic novels - The Watchmen is literally the only one, although now I'm reading the Sailor Moon manga and reliving my childhood in ways that my childhood self could NEVER have fully appreciated and having the time of my life LOL!

Thank you again for this wonderful message, and I hope this rambly reply does it justice! 🥰

For anyone who's curious, my Geralt/Reader series, Chamomile and Gwent, is here on AO3! 600k+ words, 3 fics, all NSFW.

-- tons of love from your friendly neighbourhood Pika! xoxo

[kuromitos]

hello :] may i request headcanons about how every joui 4 member would spend their s/o bday (if its too much than gintoki only is okay), have a nice day! :D

Hello there! You may request this! You're my first joui four request so I'm excited.

Joui 4 birthday celebration methods

Katsura Kotoru

You're his y/n dono. He's going all out for you.

The moment you tell him the date of your birthday, he's write it on the calendar and starts planning

The day of your birthday is basically celebrated like a national holiday at the hideout.

Huge cake, streamers, all your favorite music and food, along with your favorite party games too

My apologies if you wanted a small celebration

Even if you ask for one, it just going to be smaller versions of the previous one. So still kinda big.

Gintoki Sakata

The normal one. Semi normal one.

Gintoki cares for you so of course he wants to celebrate with you but he's broke

He got to be creative here but this is Gintama. Nothing goes as planned

Want to make you a cake. Kagura won't stop eating the batter

Want to buy you a present. Everyone he know is out shopping aswell and he too embarrassed to continue

Want to take you on a nice date together. Broke And female characters misunderstanding

Mishaps and Mishaps. But he still trying.

Made you a nice hat. Also those corny couple coupon books but don't make a big deal out of it. Shin and Kagura was teasing him about it ever since he got it.

Sakamoto Tatsuma

You like gifts? You like being spoiled as crazy?

Well that's what you getting here with Sakamoto here

Since you guys aren't together cause he's in space and you're down here on earth, you don't expect much besides a phone call

Boy were you wrong...

You wake up to a knock on your door

Open it up to literally a mountain of gifts with Sakamoto on top laughing like crazy

'Happy birthday Y/n-chan! I couldn't miss your day so I ditch work for you! Where you want to go?'

There not limited to what he will do and buy for you on your special day. Have fun with that.

Until mitsu find you guys of course...

Shinsuke Takasugi

He gives me suble vibes about this

He'll probably make you believe he either doesn't care or simply forgotten

'Hey Shinsuke. You know what today is coming up?' 'Don't know' 'It's a special day for someone you care for.' 'No comes to mind.'

On the day of your birthday this, he call you up for day together on earth (in sercert of course)

Get your favorite food, shop at the nicest stores, watch a good show. He gives it all to you.

And when it's over, you too are in his room alone and he gives you a box with a box on top.

'I picked this up today. You might like it. Happy birthday '

Happy valentine day to everyone here and I hope you celebrate with love one. Even if you don't have a valentine or celebrating alone, I be your valentine ❤ ♥

[borathae]

↳ Index [Snippet #18 - Christmas Party]

“When you and Jungkook invite everyone over for a Christmas dinner party.”

Genre: Fluffy Melancholy

Wordcount: 5.9k

a/n: I’m not crying, you are. Also Happy Holidays everyone! I hope this little drabble with my favourite bunch of characters can brighten up your festive days a little! ❤

Taehyung had been grumpy the entire ride. Sulking with his arms crossed and his lips turned into pout, he stares out the window of the backseat. At least the view is pretty. Dales doesn’t really get snow in the winter, he learned that the hard way last year when he anticipated it the entire winter but never experienced it. At least now he can finally see his dearly missed snow. Him and the others have driven up north far enough for it to start snowing. Taehyung drinks in the dark trees, thinking to himself how pretty the snow looks on the branches. 

"Oh I love that song", Jimin squeaks from the passenger seat, reaching for the radio to turn the music louder. 

All I Want For Christmas Is You. Taehyung huffs out air in annoyance and frowns. Stupid Christmas songs. 

"Honey bear you sing the harmonies", Jimin says, nudging Yoongi’s arm excitedly. 

"Yeah, yeah", Yoongi murmurs, tiny smile on his lips at the cute antics of his boyfriend. 

"Tae, you sing the other harmonies", Jimin turns on the seat, slapping Taehyung’s knee gently. 

"Don't make me", he grumbles, lowering his head. 

"You're so boring", Jimin whines and turns back to the front. He starts singing loudly, dancing in the seat as best as possible. 

Yoongi soon joins him after Jimin sends him a very angry glare when he accidentally missed his first harmony. 

Taehyung watches them for a moment and then looks back out the window. He really loves Christmas songs, but today. Today he is grumpy. It is not the company he is with, that makes him that grumpy. No, he likes hanging out with Jimin. And he also likes hanging out with Yoongi again, even if it almost took him two years to forgive him for what he had done. These days he really likes hanging out with Yoongi however, he can feel how hard Yoongi is trying to be a good brother to him and it makes him feel really nice in his chest. 

So no, it is not the company he is with that makes him that grumpy. It's that stupid Christmas couple costume Jimin forced him to wear. Yoongi is Jack Frost, Jimin is Elsa and Taehyung was told to be Olaf. Olaf, out of all the Christmas-y costumes out there it had to be Olaf. 

Taehyung looks down at the scratchy pullover, pulling at one of the black feather balls at the front of the sweater. He looks so stupid. 

Yoongi basically looks like a god in his Jack Frost costume. Jimin is such a pretty Elsa, Taehyung is asking himself if his friend had always been that hot. And he is left looking like a ball-shaped, orange nosed idiot. 

Taehyung grumbles in annoyance, crossing his arms in front of his chest. 

If he hears just one chuckle from you or Jungkook he will leave, no looking back.

One hour later the guys finally arrive at your and Jungkook’s cabin, parking Yoongi’s car next to the golden Cadillac of Hoseok. The snowfall had stopped, leaving the driveway and garden to look like a white winter miracle. You and Jungkook even decorated the outside with colour figurines and brightly sparkling lights all over the cabin. It must have taken you hours to set everything up. Taehyung liked the view and the snow and the lights and also the knowledge that he can finally see you and Jungkook again, but he was still way too grumpy to mention it to Yoongi and Jimin. He follows them with his lips curled into a pout and his eyes glued to the footsteps Jimin left on the freshly fallen snow. Yoongi rings the doorbell twice before the lock turns. 

"Hohohello", Jungkook opens the door, stroking his fingers through his white faux beard.  

"No way Jungkook", Jimin gasps, hands thrown over his mouth. 

"What you say guys? Am I not the sexiest Santa Claus ever?" Jungkook grins, rubbing his round belly. 

"Yeah, holy shit. Look at your belly, how'd you get it that round?" 

"Pillows, they're so hot. But enough about me, come inside guys. It's freezing out there." 

Jungkook inspects the three guys with a happy smirk on his lips. 

"Look at you", he says and goes to hug Yoongi, "Jack Frost, right?"

"Yeah", Yoongi says and pats Jungkook’s back. 

Next Jimin gets a hug. 

"Elsa. Fuck you are hot", Jungkook says, making Jimin giggle. 

"Oh stop it you", he coos, nudging Jungkook’s chest. 

Then it is Taehyung’s turn. 

"Don't even start", he grumbles, arms crossed in front of his chest. 

"Hyung, you look cute. You look like a golf ball."

"I'm not a golf ball. I'm Olaf! No, don't hug me. I don’t like you anymore."

"Hyung just com'ere", Jungkook grins and pulls Taehyung into a tight hug. 

Taehyung pouts, placing his arms around Jungkook’s pillowy waist rather groggily. 

"You look good, stop being old mister grumpy pants", Jungkook teases, "doesn’t Olaf sing all about being happy and shit?"

"Haha you’re so funny. I am choking from laughter", Taehyung says sarcastically.

Jungkook snickers. 

"Follow me. ___ is in the kitchen getting everything ready. You aren’t ready for her costume. I am not kidding. She looks so hot." 

"Kookie did the others arrive?" you call out in the perfect moment and a second later you appear in the doorframe. 

"Biiiiitch!" Jimin screeches.

"Whoore", you scream back, launching yourself into Jimin’s arms in an instant.

You and him had almost met the ground, stumbling and wobbling as your aggressive hug continues.

"I missed you so much, you can’t even imagine", you say, cheeks hurting from smiling so much.

"I missed you too, bitch I have so much to tell you. Oh my god", Jimin says, breaking away to study you from head to toe, "but first, daaaamn look at you. You look cute as fuck." 

You are wearing a white wig and red pointed hat. You matched a long red dress with the hat and put way too much bright pink rouge on your cheeks. 

"I am Misses Claus. Aren’t I cute?" you announce proudly, dancing to the Christmas song on the radio.

"You look gorgeous", Jimin squeaks, jumping on the spot until he can’t handle it any longer and he hugs you again, "I seriously missed you so much. Three months are way too long without you", he whines, clearly pouting.

"I missed you too Jiminie", you whine and squeeze his waist. 

"Okay holy shit Jimin your ass in that dress", Jungkook gasps. 

"Oh that?" Jimin looks over his shoulder at his butt and wiggles it, "it's from all the dick riding I'm doing."

"Yeah I'm the dick", Yoongi says proudly, pointing at his own chest. 

"Yeah and I’m the poor ears having to listen to it", Taehyung murmurs, earning himself a wave of laughter. 

"Oh Taetae, look at you. Olaf am I right?" you say, opening your arms for him. 

Taehyung hugs you, somehow feeling a little happier as he does. You smell like cinnamon tonight, he really likes that smell on you.

"Yeah and I look stupid", he pouts. 

"Nah, you look good. I like the sweater, you look like a golf ball."

"I am not-" Taehyung starts. 

"That's what I said too!" Jungkook blurts out. 

"Congrats you two share one brain cell again", Taehyung mumbles grumpily. Stupid costume. Apparently he looks like an orange nosed golf ball. He could have lived with snowball. But golf ball? He hates golf. 

Jungkook drapes his arm around your shoulder, fond smile on his lips. 

"Guys you are not ready for the food my amazing girl prepared. It's to die for", he says as you all make your way to the kitchen. 

"Oh baby stop, it's not that good", you giggle, caressing his stomach. 

The others are waiting by the dining table as you enter the kitchen. Namjoon dressed as a Christmas tree and his girlfriend dressed as the matching Christmas ornament. Seokjin dressed as a sexy elf (he said that merely putting on a hat will be enough and his face will do the rest. He wasn’t wrong) And Hoseok came dressed as a reindeer. 

They start yelling and hollering in greeting, getting up from their seats to give the three new guests brotherly hugs. 

"Yo Jiminie look at you. Hot damn, makes me wanna slap that ass of yours", Hoseok coos, patting Jimin’s ass repeatedly as he hugs him. 

"Oh stop it, not here", Jimin coos, slapping Hoseok’s chest softly.

Yoongi, who had started to pout, gets the next hug. 

"Look at you little sexy Jack Frost", Hoseok coos, slapping Yoongi’s ass as well. 

"Yeah, yeah whatever", Yoongi murmurs and despite that he nuzzles his face against Hoseok’s shoulder. 

Taehyung turns away. This starts again. Their gag-inducing threesome flirting they are always doing. 

He quickly escapes the situation, joining you and Jungkook by the oven.

"Hey", he greets you two before he wraps his arms around Jungkook’s waist and buries his nose in his shoulder. He smells of honey and peaches, Taehyung feels a little better with the scent of Jungkook tickling his nose.

"Hyung", Jungkook says and caresses Taehyung’s arms, "you came at the perfect time. We were just getting the chicken out of the oven", he explains, leaning into Taehyung’s chest. 

"Oh how cool", Taehyung murmurs, sarcasm lacing his voice. He breaks the backhug, kicking an imaginary stone with a big pout on his lips.

You look over your shoulder at Jungkook and Taehyung, worried by the slight iciness in Taehyung’s voice.

"Babybear", Jungkook says, running his fingers through Taehyung’s fluffy hair, "you seem grumpy. Talk to us." 

"Yeah, what's the matter snuggles?" you ask, turning to the two men. You nudge Taehyung’s belly. 

"I'm not a golf ball. I'm Olaf! Eventhough I really hate Olaf too. I wanted to wear a Christmas jumper and not that scratchy costume", he whines and pouts, "I look stupid." 

"Hey Taetae!" you and Jungkook exclaim at the same time. 

"You look good", you assure him, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.

"Yeah hyung and cute too", Jungkook messes up Taehyung’s hair again, "you're the cutest babybear."

"Yeah, so cute", you agree with Jungkook. 

Taehyung lowers his eyes. He has to be honest with himself. This kind of made him feel a lot better.

He steps closer, hugging Jungkook and burying his face in the latter’s shoulder again. He even makes himself smaller, giggling when Jungkook wraps his strong arms around him and pets his hair.

"Thank you", he murmurs and he can't stop himself from smiling shyly and scrunching his nose up. 

"Sure", you turn back to the oven, "hey Kook did you offer our guests the eggnog yet?"

"Oh the eggnog! I totally forgot!” Jungkook exclaims and wiggles out of Taehyung’s grasp to turn his attention to your other guests, “everyone come over here I have eggnog for you. I made it myself, well I mean, ___ kinda did most of the work but I tried really hard to help her and I think it turned out very…." 

Jungkook’s voice drowns out in the background. Taehyung joins you by the oven, watching you stir the roasted potatoes in the big frying pan. He gives you a backhug too, resting his cheek on your shoulder and squishing it in the process. He even has his eyes closed, enjoying the warmth your body gives him.

“You’re cuddly tonight aren’t you?” you ask him fondly.

He nods his head and squeezes your middle.

“This is my first Christmas party ever”, he confesses.

“Wait, really?” you gasp.

He nods again, “I’m so happy that I can spend it with you and Kook…and everyone else.”

“Oh Tae, you’re so adorable. I’m happy to spend it with all of you too.”

Taehyung giggles, kisses your cheek and breaks away. He makes himself helpful by grabbing the spoon and stirring the gravy. You sneak a glance his way. Jungkook is still talking about the eggnog in the background, explaining to Seokjin how he helped with adding the spices proudly.

"Don't worry we made an alcohol free version too, just for you", you tell Taehyung, nudging his hips with your hips. 

"Oh, that wasn’t necessary really", he says, cheeks heating up.

"Of course it was. Hello? How bitchy would that be if we just excluded you from the eggnog experience?"

Taehyung smiles at that, feeling his heart warm up in his chest. Sometimes he still forgets how much you and Jungkook care for him, but then you do things like make alcohol free eggnog just for him and he remembers why he likes coming up north to visit you. Ignoring all the amazing sex you were having of course.

"You're so nice, thank you", he murmurs, caressing your upper back. 

"Of course, no need to thank me", you send him a smile and look back at the potatoes, "hey would you mind taking out the chicken?"

"Of course."

With Taehyung’s (and later Seokjin’s) help the food is served within minutes. You are seated by your big dining table, you at one end of the table and Jungkook at the other. Yoongi declared himself the official meat cutter and Jimin followed it up by saying he will hand out the potatoes. Namjoon, wanting to be helpful too, made sure everyone got the right and fair amount of stuffing. Even if he accidentally spilled some on Hoseok’s onesie, which earned him a not so gentle nudge to the chest. 

"Thanks for the food!" Seokjin says loudly.

"Thanks for the food!" the rest of you repeat and then it is finally time to dig in. 

Everyone is blown away by the food, humming and moaning in content. Their happy reactions make you feel so good inside. All those hours slaving away in the kitchen were totally worth it.

"No joke Kook you can count yourself lucky, you got yourself a keeper", Yoongi says, chewing happily. 

Jungkook looks over the table, chin rested on the back of his hand. His eyes fill with fondness, smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Yeah I really do", he says softly, smile growing. 

"Stop", you whine, cheeks heating up, "ah dear god."

"Awww you two you are so cute", Jimin coos, smiling just as brightly as Jungkook does. He leans over the table slightly, reaching for another piece of chicken, "also your food's amazing. How come you never cooked for us like this?" 

Namjoon agrees with a low hum. 

"Because hello? I had better things to do? I wasn’t your chef?" you say with feigned offence in your voice. 

Jimin cackles and turns his attention to Namjoon instead. 

"So Namjoon ", he begins, "how's it going with you two?" 

They exchange a look, holding hands with their eyes sparkling.

"Good, really good yeah", Namjoon carries fondness in his eyes as he speaks, "we're planning on moving in together in the new year." 

"Whaaaat?" a choir or voices is gasping. 

"Yup, it's true. Now that my novel hit the one million mark, we have enough money to buy a nice condo by the beach. Also she is trying to convince me to get a dog too." 

His girlfriend giggles, "yup, it's taking more work than I thought it would." 

"A dog would be cute though", Jimin says, earning himself a clap of agreement from Namjoon’s girlfriend. 

"Exactly what I am saying! See honey? Jimin thinks it's a good idea too." 

Namjoon rolls his eyes and sighs, "you two are impossible." 

At that she leans closer and pecks his cheek, giggling to herself.

"A million sold copies?" Jungkook throws in, "you sold a million books?"

Namjoon takes a bite of the food first. He grins proudly.

"Yes, I got the call from my publisher last week and I kid you not, I danced through the apartment for a good forty minutes." 

"I can imagine, a million copies that's literally so cool", Taehyung says, eyes sparkling in adoration. 

"Thank you, thank you", Namjoon says with a shy grin. He raises the eggnog glass to his lips and takes a sip, "although this does put the stakes up high. Now the sequel has to be so much better." 

"I'm sure you'll do amazing. Your writing has never disappointed before", you assure him. 

"Ah, we'll see about that", Namjoon says, scratching the back of his neck nervously. 

"I'm sure you'll do great", Seokjin says, taking a hearty bite of potato afterwards. 

Hoseok goes for another piece of chicken, sprinkling a healthy amount of gravy all over the meat. 

"Give me some too", Jungkook says before Hoseok can sit down, handing him his half-empty plate. 

Hoseok goes to work, filling up Jungkook’s plate until the later says "stop." 

"Anyone else want another piece before I sit down again?" he asks the rest of you. 

"Nah I'm fine", Yoongi dismisses him. 

"No thanks love later maybe", Jimin says with a smile, still working on the piece he had gotten before.

"Nah I'm good", Taehyung says, stealing a piece of chicken off of Jungkook’s plate. 

"Yah hyung! That was mine!" the later complains loudly and he would have looked a lot more intimidating if he wasn’t dressed up as a pink-cheeked Santa. 

Laughter goes through the room. Their bickering was just too adorable. 

Hoseok sits down again, fixing his reindeer antlers. 

"By the way, speaking of. Hoseok", you start, "how is the garage going? I heard you expanded?" 

"Oh really? You didn’t tell me that the last time you came over", Jimin says, pouting. 

"The garage's doing great. I got a few real big partners just last month. Who knows if everything goes well, I'll be going into the race car business." 

"Race cars? Okay that's literally so cool", Seokjin gasps, eyes sparkling. 

"Yup, I know I can't believe my luck either", Hoseok says nonchalantly, "who knows, maybe I can go back to racing myself one day." 

"Nope, you promised to never do that shit again", you say in an instant, shaking your head vigorously, "don't make me come down there and stop you."

Hoseok grins, sending you a flirty gaze. 

"Don't tell me, you still care enough about me to have a problem with that." 

"I am literally right here", Jungkook grumbles, sending Hoseok a jealous look. 

Hoseok snorts and retorts to slapping Jungkook’s shoulder brotherly. 

"Hey, come on. You know that I’m only joking", he says, having a tight grip on Jungkook’s shoulder as he shakes him softly. 

"Yeah, yeah whatever", Jungkook mumbles, pouting slightly. 

"Here, take my chicken", Hoseok says and puts the perfectly roasted chicken wing on Jungkook’s plate. 

Jungkook grins in an instant, sneaking a boyish look at Hoseok. 

"Thanks", and like that his jealousy lays forgotten.  

Yoongi gets a few more potatoes and Taehyung disappears in the kitchen for a moment to get more eggnog for everyone. Namjoon’s girlfriend insisted she help him in his task. 

"God damn", Seokjin interrupts the comfortable silence, "you guys are all so cool."

You all look at him. He is poking his fork into his vegetables repeatedly. 

"Well, how is it going with you then?" you ask him, nudging his arm. 

"Good I guess. I miss you guys so much", he straightens up on the chair, "no joke, you guys were the best waiters I ever had." 

"Well, thank you", Jimin says, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. 

"But one another note, I got a new jukebox because a drunk rowdy punched a hole into the old one", Seokjin says, clicking his tongue. 

"Okay what an ass. I swear to god if I would have still been there, he'd have gotten a punch in the nuts", you say, making Seokjin chuckle.

"And that is why you and Jimin were my best waiters." 

You chuckle, sending Seokjin a playful grin.

"And what else? Go on give me private life updates, not stupid work updates" Jimin stresses. 

"Uhm…" Seokjin scratches his neck, "I bought new socks last week?"

Jimin groans, rolling his eyes dramatically.

“Come on hyung, give us the good updates. How is your sex life going?”

Seokjin clicks his tongue, “I see the years haven’t changed you Park Jimin.”

Jimin smirks, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly.

“What can I say?”

Seokjin chuckles and shakes his head. He takes a bite of potato, chewing it thoroughly.

“I’m currently staying away from sex. Don’t know, it doesn’t really do it for me lately. But I started going fishing and I already caught so many fish. Just last week I had sashimi all by myself and it was amazing.”

At that Jimin pouts, “boring, urgh.”

“On yet another note”, Seokjin says, sending Jimin one last annoyed glance before he looks at you, “___, Dwayne asked me when you are going to come visit us at the gym again. The guys miss you.”

“Aww really? Gosh this is cute. Me and Kook are planning on coming down in January for Taetae’s new job, I’ll visit you guys then.”

“Nice”, Seokjin grins, “I can’t wait to destroy you on the treadmill again.”

“Ha, I’d like to see you try”, you challenge, lowering your eyes playfully.

“Tae got a new job? How come I haven’t heard that before?” Namjoon asks, tilting his head to the side.

The man of the hour appears in the dining room again, carrying the eggnog. He sits down, after having filled up Jungkook’s and Namjoon’s glasses. 

"I heard my name?" he says. 

"You were just about to explain to Namjoon that you got a new job", Yoongi explains. 

Taehyung sneaks a glance at Namjoon.

“Was I?”

“Yeah, they just told me that you did. Where are you working now? I thought you and Jin were a team.”

“Well, about that…” Taehyung scratches his neck, cheeks tinted rosy, “I’m working with kids again”, he says, smiling brightly.

“Really?”

“Yes, uhm”, he lowers his eyes, “it’s at Hwimangi, the orphanage. They needed a new cooking teacher and I decided to apply”, he lowers his head, “I got the job”, he whispers shyly.

“Holy shit Taehyung, that’s fucking amazing”, Namjoon gasps, eyes widening, “I bet you must be so excited.”

“Yeah”, Taehyung giggles shyly, “I’m so excited to be there for the kids. You know? Uhm. I want to make their lives better and give them an adult, who cares for them and who they can come to when they feel lonely. I never really had that and I want to make sure that at least those kids don’t have to feel like that.”

You reach for Taehyung’s hand, squeezing it tightly. He locks eyes with you, smiling shyly when he sees the adoration in your eyes.

“I bet those kids will live such a happy childhood with you in their life.”

“Thank you”, he whispers, breaking eye contact because he feels far too shy, “I really hope that they will”

For dessert you changed location to your big couch. Cookies and hot chocolate. The cookies are self-made by you and Jungkook of course. Except for the snicker doodles, Taehyung and Jimin helped with those too. 

The later is lounging on your fake fur rug in front of the fireplace with Yoongi’s head on his stomach and a big gingerbread man in his mouth. His feet move to the melody of the Christmas song playing through the speakers, Jungkook had installed all over the house. 

"Honestly your couch is heaven", Namjoon sighs, stretching out his limbs before he cuddles into his girlfriend’s side.

"Yeah right? We're so happy with it too", you agree, sneaking a glance at Jungkook. 

He agrees with a hum and a lazy nod of his head. He has eaten far too much food, moving too much sounds like torture.

"You can be", Hoseok says, relaxing further into the sofa by Jungkook’s side. He stretches out his legs and takes a big sip of his cocoa. 

"It's making me wonder though", Seokjin says from his very comfortable looking position to your right side. His legs are dangling over the backrest of the couch, his head buried in your favourite fake fur pillow. 

"What are you wondering?" 

"You made such a lovely home out of this place. It makes me wonder if you ever thought of staying here. It would be a pity to give this up when you worked so hard on it." 

“Seriously, helping you install that damn bathtub still haunts my dreams”, Yoongi murmurs.

“Yeah or that cursed hornets’ nest in the attic”, Seokjin says to which Yoongi hums in acknowledgement.

“Okay you did both of those things out of your own will, don’t put this on us”, Jungkook says, pouting.

“Yeah, what he said”, you agree, reaching up to squish Jungkook’s cheeks between two of your fingers.

“But Seokjin’s kinda right. It’d be a shame to give this up. So you wanna stay up here?” Hoseok throws in, munching on two cookies at the same time.

"Staying here?" you look up at Jungkook. 

He meets your eyes, fingers finding their home on your cheek. 

"I still have a month to go at my apprenticeship. We'll think about it when we get there. Right darling?" he says. 

"Yeah, right. We aren't really thinking about it yet."

"But you guys are okay, aren’t you?" Jimin asks, raising his head. 

"Why would you ask that?" 

"Don't know", Jimin shrugs his shoulders, "curiosity."

"Yes Jiminie we are alright", you assure him with an amused grin

"Sex's still great too?"

"Jimin come on", Namjoon and Seokjin groan in unison. Hoseok merely snorts and the rest of you just laugh. Everyone except Taehyung, who had managed to fall asleep on your stomach, cuddled in between your legs and with a little stuffed reindeer in his arms. It's probably all the hair playing you are doing. 

"Yes sex is still great", Jungkook says and pinches your cheek, "can’t get enough of her."

You grin and reach up to caress his chin, "I can’t get enough of him either."

"Ew gross, look what you’ve done Jimin", Yoongi mumbles, clearly teasing. 

"I was just curious", Jimin pouts, "ask me too guys."

"Ask you?" Namjoon sneaks a glance over at Jimin. 

"If me and Yoongi are doing great." 

"Well, are you?" you ask, grinning in amusement. 

"We are doing so great, right honey bear?" 

"Yeah, we are", Yoongi says and raises his hand. He wiggles his fingers, golden ring sparkling on his ring finger. 

"Bitch!" you yell so loudly it startles Taehyung awake, "don't tell me that this is a fucking engagement ring!" 

"Maybe it is" Jimin says with a cocky grin on his face. 

Yelling and screeching rings through the room. Hoseok is on his feet, jumping up and down excitedly. Seokjin almost fell from the couch from sitting up so quickly. Namjoon is literally yelling on top of his lungs. Jungkook is bouncing on the sofa. You and Jimin are screeching in unison. And poor Taehyung is left blinking in confusion at the sudden yelling.

"What is going on? Why are we yelling?" 

"Yoongi and Jimin are getting married!" you yell excitedly. 

"Wait", he sits up with his hair a total mess, "for reals?" 

"Yep. Jiminie popped the question two weeks ago", Yoongi says, showing off his ring again. 

"Hyung! You poop, why didn’t you tell me?" Taehyung whines, "holy moly this is so amazing!" 

The exciting yelling and celebrating goes on for three songs. By the fourth song Jimin has already gotten a bottle of mulled wine, pouring everyone of you a glass. Even Taehyung wanted one, for the sake of the occasion so he said. And as if the moment couldn't get any better it had started to snow too. 

So bundled up in your thick coats and warm boots you decided to watch it for a little, outside by the lake. The walk isn’t long, just two minutes. The night is quiet and calm, only the sound of snow falling and the crunching of your boots can be heard. 

Namjoon and his girlfriend run past you, yelling as they throw snowballs at a fleeing and cursing Seokjin. It was hilarious really.

Hoseok and Taehyung walk one step ahead of you, chatting about how each snowflake is unique. Well, mostly it is Taehyung telling Hoseok about it and Hoseok listening intently with a fond grin on his face.

You and Jungkook stayed back with Jimin and Yoongi. 

"So you’re getting married", you say, squeezing Jimin’s hand, which you had been holding ever since you left the cottage. 

"Yeah, we are. Next year in spring, I’m already so excited", he says, returning your squeeze. Jimin goes to rest his cheek on your shoulder, sighing contently, "you're going to be my groomsmaid right?"

"Of course. Jiminie hello? We talked about this ever since we were three, of course I'll be your groomsmaid", you say, craning your neck to kiss the crown of his head. 

"This makes me so happy", Jimin sighs and hugs you tighter. 

"Do you know where you wanna have the ceremony?" Jungkook asks. 

"Well, we thought about it a lot and yes we do", Yoongi says. 

"And? Tell us." 

"Home", Jimin says with a melancholic smile on his face, "we want to get married on the beach, the one you, Hoseok and I always played on as children." 

"No way, Shipwreck Bay?" you gasp, eyes tearing up at the memory of all the happy days the three of you spent on the little beach. 

"You have a beach called Shipwreck Bay back at home? Why did you never show me the place? " Jungkook pouts, "I wanna see it." 

"No, it's just how we called it. We always pretended that it was a magical beach and that we were pirates stranded on it", you explain to him, “it’s surrounded by those huge cliffs and you have to walk through a forest and climb down some rocks to get there. We always climbed on the rocks and then jumped down into the water.” 

Hoseok looks over his shoulder, "you guys talking about Shipwreck Bay?" 

"Of course we are Captain", you say, reaching out to nudge his arm. 

“Hoseok you remember that one time you were on a floaty and we pushed you out into the water too much and you started crying because you were so scared?” Jimin asks, cackling boyishly.

“Of course I can, I was traumatized for five years after”, Hoseok says and pouts.

“Hey, we made it up to you”, you insist.

The three of you exchange a look and sigh.

"Good days, good days indeed", Hoseok says, smiling sadly and turns back to the front. 

"Yeah, good days indeed", you and Jimin agree, sighing in unison. 

"And now look at me, getting married to the love of my life. Who would have thought?" 

"Yeah not me, honestly I really thought you'd be hoeing around until you're ninety", you tease. 

"Okay listen ___. Eighty, hello? I wasn’t that big of a hoe", Jimin says, flipping the braid of his blonde wig over his shoulder dramatically. 

"Fine, eighty", you agree with a chuckle. 

The lake is frozen over, carrying the newly falling snow. Jimin and Yoongi had excused themselves for a moment, wanting to take a quick romantic walk together. You weren’t one to stop them. Hoseok soon excused himself as well, after Seokjin accidentally threw a snowball at the back of his head. Hoseok needed to get his revenge, so he zoomed off and chased after a screeching Seokjin. 

It was just you and Jungkook now. And Taehyung. 

"The eggnog you made for me, really moved me", Taehyung says into the silence. 

"Yeah? That good?" you tease. 

Taehyung nods his head, "yeah and also that you care so much for me. I sometimes forget that you do and then I am reminded with all the nice shit you do for me and I just kind of want to cry." 

"Hey, don’t cry. Today's a happy day. No tears", you say, reaching past Jungkook to pat Taehyung’s arm. 

He smiles and lowers his eyes. 

"They would be happy tears", he whispers, raising his head to watch the snowfall afterwards. 

Namjoon and his girlfriend zoom past you, giggling like little children. Somewhere in the distance, Seokjin’s loud war cry bounces off the surrounding trees. 

"They are all wasted", Jungkook observes. 

"True", you and Taehyung agree.

"Means we were great hosts", you cuddle closer to Jungkook, "we can do this sweetheart, just like I told you." 

Jungkook sneaks a glance your way, smiling fondly. 

"Yes, all my nervous pooping was for nothing", he jokes, making you laugh. 

"Gosh Googie", you snicker, kissing his arm softly.

The snowfall had picked up, sparkling against the silver moonlight and getting caught in your hair. 

"Hey guys! We're going back inside. You coming?" Namjoon’s girlfriend calls out. 

The three of you turn around. They are all waiting for you. Namjoon, Hoseok, Seokjin, Yoongi and Jimin. All of them seeming so happy that the dark night shines so much brighter. 

"We'll be with you soon!" you tell them. 

"Alright! We're planning on playing Monopoly, your fault if you arrive too late" Seokjin says before turning around and jogging after Namjoon and his girlfriend. 

Hoseok leaves too, chatting with Yoongi. 

Jimin stays back for a little, looking at you with his eyes glowing in happiness. He had taken off his wig. Snowflakes are resting in his hair, making him look like a snow prince.

"See you soon!" he calls out, waving at you. 

"See you Jiminie!" you tell him, waving back just as excitedly. 

And with that he turns around, walking away until the darkness of the night swallows him. 

The three of you turn back to the lake, drawing closer for warmth. Taehyung looks at you and Jungkook. You and him are glued together, faces carrying nothing but happiness. Taehyung looks back out at the lake, enjoying the sound of the snow falling.

"Who would have thought", he whispers. 

"Yeah, who would have thought", Jungkook agrees.

"Not me", Taehyung says. 

"Yeah, not me either", Jungkook agrees. 

"What do you guys mean?" 

"That one day we can stand here together without wanting to bash each other’s heads in", Taehyung says and turns. Just his face. Eyes locking with Jungkook’s.

Jungkook smiles. 

"I'm glad we changed", he says, reaching out to give Taehyung’s upper arm a tight squeeze, before he runs his fingers down his arm and intertwines them with Taehyung’s.

"Yeah, me too." 

"Me too", you say, chest swelling in happiness, "you both mean so much to me." 

"You mean so much to us too", Taehyung says without hesitation. 

"Yep, we love you so much darling", Jungkook adds, kissing your cheek and putting his hand on your lower back. 

"I love you too", you say and smile. 

You look up at the sky, closing your eyes and letting the snow fall onto your face. They are right. Who would have thought. 

"You know guys", Taehyung starts, "it's gonna sound so sad right now, but holy shit I am so happy I didn't goddamn die back then." 

Taehyung inhales and looks up at the sky. He exhales and speaks again.

"And it's funny because when Geunsoo’s men kicked me, deep down I hoped that they wouldn’t stop until I can’t fucking think anymore. And goddamn afterwards when I woke up again and continued to fucking breathe I just wanted to suffocate. Back then I wanted to call everyone, who told me they are glad I survived, an asshole because I didn’t want to survive. I didn’t and people were so selfish and told me that they are happy to see me alive." 

He looks at you and Jungkook, both of you having your breath held. 

"That’s what I always thought. How can you guys be so fucking selfish that you are happier about me surviving than supporting my wish to die", he scoffs and laughs, “thinking about it now makes me cringe so much.”

“I’m glad it does”, Jungkook says.

“Yeah, me too”, Taehyung takes a deep breath, “you know, in rehab they told me that one day I will understand why the universe didn’t let me die in that alleyway.”

He looks out at the lake. The snow fall became stronger in the minutes he was talking. He opens his hand, catching snowflakes and letting them melt on his palm. He smiles. 

"I finally understand now."​

[forbidding-souda]

Heya!! How are you today?

Tomorrow is Christmas, so I hope you have/had a merry Christmas!

Well, since the festivities are coming, can I request Teruteru × reader celabrating christmas?

Thank you so much! Good night!

Also, since I did some requests, I'm thinking I might take an emoji!

Would it be okay if I took the 🌙 emoji? ( I'm not sure which ones are available tho )

Bye bye!

Teruteru Hanamura celebrating Christmas with his S/O

I'm not sure which ones are available also so just free reign i suppose LMFAO

[I don't celebrate christmas but] You have a good christmas as well!! i'm writing this right now specifically because it's a holiday themed one so yatzee teruteru community getting fed well on this blog

i did way too much research on what christmas is like in japan istg - めりーくりすます slash メリークリスマス in katakana (merry christmas)

-Mod Souda

❤ You stayed up with his mom. He wanted to stay up with you guys, but she convinced him to go to sleep. It will be a surprise for all her babies - Teruteru and his brother and sister. Plus, she gets to spend time with you. She has heard so much about you, as you have with her. The two of you made cake first, almost as a warm up to see how you get along. You were extremely willing to help her out, as if she really needed any help cooking-wise. His younger sister had tried to sneak downstairs at the smell of something fresh, but his mother kicked her out of the kitchen. Her and Teruteru had ordered the celebratory KFC months in advance, as well as preparing their own ham, something to be warmed on the day.

❤ Christmas Eve was spent solely with him. You had dressed nice for the cold weather of the mornings, wearing jackets and scarves as the two of you went on walks in the morning. This country side around you has lights hanging up by the scenery, the trees a light purple color, even in the illumination of the morning. The leafless trees sparkle. He had gotten you a funko pop - one that looks just like you. You opened the present at a table for two in a nice, home-y restaurant. Neither of you preferred rich, wealthy places. The at-home styled ones are much more romantic. Your gift for him was better to be opened at home, so after dinner, you had handed him the box with a smile. It was a masamoto knife - to be honest, you had googled possible gifts for him, as he is not really much of a needy person, and everything he wants he already has.

"Good morning," you whisper into his ear. Usually, at his moms house, he wakes up before you. His mother always wakes up early, making tea and taking her meds. You are extremely excited for Christmas with his family so you hardly could sleep.

He opens his black eyes, his hand going to his hair, brushing it away from his face. It goes to his shoulders. "Honey-bunch, merry Christmas."

You kiss his cheek. "Mmm, merry Christmas."

When he sits up, you continue, standing and heading towards the door. "Now hurry up and pee, I've been waiting all night for you to wake up."

❤ With the mickey mouse ears on his younger siblings heads, they watch the parade, the joy from the characters being heavily contagious. Teruteru held your hand.

❤ His younger brother hands you a stocking - and you were confused for a second. His mother simply laughed and told you that she had put together a stocking for you, too, since you're apart of the family now. Even his sister had bought you something to put in it.

❤ Beyond his younger siblings trying to seduce you, they are extremely friendly, making you wonder why he even talks bad about them. What you didn't see is the multiple times he's caught his brothers wrist when he tried to touch you.

❤ There's a lot of dancing to the choral music on the tv, where it's almost the only 'internet' you can get in the country side.

❤ In between the hours, the two of you sit on the couch together, with your legs slung over his lap. He holds you tightly in his arms and hums. He hums a lot to soothe you.

❤ A lot of trying to 'wshhh' the whip cream into your mouth without his mother noticing or hearing.