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[amsterdamlouie]

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[eddieschains]

It’s Really Over, Isn’t It?

A/N: this is a repost from when i first started my blog

Word Count: 1.6k

Part 2 Part 3

7 months and 23 days. That’s how long it’s been since you last saw Eddie. You spent 3 years together, pushed him to focus on graduating, until he pushed you out. At least that’s how you saw it.

You knew he wanted to take Corroded Coffin farther than Gareth’s garage, farther than The Hideout, farther than Hawkins, but you always figured he’d wait for you. He always knew your plans to go to college, and promised to stick around for you. He must’ve forgotten about that promise.

“Y/N I can’t stay here. I need to leave, need a fresh start, need to make something of myself other than being a freak and an outcast.”

“And what about me Eddie? Do you not remember the promise you made to me? That you’d wait for me? That we’d start fresh together?”

“Then come with me.”

“You know I can’t do that Eddie. We both have dreams and we both need to make those come true but I don’t understand why you can’t do that here?”

“This is Hawkins! No one cares about me or about my music here!”

“I care about you! I care about you and I thought you cared about me too.”

“I do but… I’m sorry I need to do this for myself. Wait for me. I’ll be back. I promise.”

“I’ve heard those words before.”

Even though he shattered your heart into a million pieces, you did what he asked. You waited. You waited for months without a visit, a letter, or even a phone call. You waited until you couldn’t wait anymore.

Starting to come with the terms that he wasn’t coming back, you doubled down and tried your best to move on. You focused on your school work and got a job at the local video store. You soon became close friends with the other people who worked there, Steve and Robin. You faintly remembered them from school but never had a conversation.

They comforted and consoled you every time you came into work with mascara stained tears on your face, or when they watched the way you jumped every time a boy with long brown hair and a jean jacket walked in.

You and Steve grew particularly close, both of you bonding over your recent heartbreaks. The two of you never had the intention of starting a romantic relationship with each other, but after spending so much time together and having so much in common, it kind of just happened.

Steve had finally gotten fed up with both living in Hawkins and living with his parents, so he decided to get a place of his own. Feeling the same way, it was only natural that you’d go with him. At least someone wanted you to be part of their plans.

It was finally moving day, and Steve gathered a couple of his friends to help you guys pack and load everything into the back of the BMW. It also gave you guys time to say your goodbyes before you start living like true adults. You weren’t going to be too far from Hawkins, but you knew you weren’t going to have as much time to visit as you’d like.

“All right babe, I think that’s the last of it.” Steve says, shutting the trunk full of boxes. You smile and nod before turning to the gang.

“My god I can’t believe you guys are leaving me.” Robin blurted, pulling you in for a hug. “Now who’s going to help me pick out cute girls at the store?”

You chuckled, “I guess you’ll have to leave that to Keith.” Robin makes a gagging noise before pulling Steve in for a hug as well.

“Hey, you.” You look at Dustin, seeing tears trying to form in his eyes. “We’re only going to be 30 minutes away. And you can visit anytime you want.” You reassure him, rubbing his shoulder.

“Just sucks. First Eddie and now you guys…” He trails off. You feel a pit in your stomach at the mention of his name. No one really talked about him around you, not wanting to bring up the pain again. “Shit. Sorry.”

You smile, shaking your head. “It’s okay Dusty Bun.” You wrap your arms around him, squeezing tight. “I’ll be back soon.”

You turn to the sound of keys jingling, looking to see Steve motioning you into the car. You say your final goodbyes before hopping in the passenger seat.

The drive is quiet. Nothing but the radio and the sound of cars passing by. Your head is leant up against the window, watching the Hawkins trees slowly disappear in the car mirror.

Steve takes notice, placing a hand on your thigh. “You okay?” You jump at his sudden touch.

“Y-yeah i’m fine.” You place your hand over his and flash a smile. You weren’t fine. You couldn’t get Eddie out of your head. It wasn’t Dustin’s fault for bringing him up, but ever since you heard his name leave his mouth, it’s all you could think about.

About how he was supposed to be the one you got an apartment with. He was supposed to be the one you left Hawkins with. He was supposed to be the one you started the rest of your life with. But you had to push that all behind you. You had Steve now, and Eddie wasn’t coming back. It had been 7 months for christ’s sake.

Finally reaching the apartment complex, Steve stays behind to fill out the remaining paperwork while you start to bring the boxes inside. The apartments are decent, not glamorous by any means, but definitely the nicest units you and Steve could afford.

You were walking up the stairs to your new home, box in hand when you heard a familiar voice. It caught you off guard. You knew that voice. It sounded just like Eddie, but you brushed it off thinking it could never be him.

You set the box down outside the door before running back to the car to grab another box. Walking back up the stairs, you see a tall man with long curly hair and a leather jacket on. There’s absolutely no way it’s him. At least that’s what you thought. He turned to face you when he heard your footsteps, and the both of you stopped dead in your tracks.

“Y/N?” He questioned. You could feel the heat rushing to your head, trying to figure out if this was reality or if you were dreaming. “Hey… it’s me.”

“Eddie.” You blurt out, blinking your eyes rapidly to see if you could wake yourself up. It doesn’t work, and you’re faced with quite possibly the worst thing that could happen to you on this day. “Hi.”

“Hey… uh what are you doing here?” He scratches the back of his neck, looking you up and down.

“Uh i’m moving in.” You respond, holding the box up for him to see. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh… uh my uncle moved in here, needed to leave Hawkins.” Of course he did. Something the two of them had in common.

“Oh nice nice. Uh- I should really start moving these in.” You try to walk past him to your door before he puts a hand on your shoulder, stopping you.

“Wait. Can we talk?”

“I don’t know what you’d want to talk about Eddie. You left, I moved on, that’s that.”

“I don’t want that to be it.” He’s staring into your eyes, and you see the remorse behind his brown corneas.

“You left me Eddie. You left me and you didn’t write, didn’t call, didn’t visit. I don’t know what else you want from me.” You pushed past him, setting the box down with the others.

“I know I did, trust me I know. But, I waited for you. I know I hurt you and I wanted to give you space but- I thought you’d reach out eventually.”

“Why would I do that? 3 years Eddie. That’s how long we were together until you threw it all away. Until- until you broke my heart.” You feel the tears creeping up, trying to suppress them. “And i’m sorry but I deserve better than that. I deserve someone who isn’t going to just throw me away like I never existed.”

He hangs his head in shame, taking in what you’re saying to him. And he knows it’s true. All of it. He knows you deserve better. He looks down at the boxes and points to one of them. “Why does that say Steve on it?”

Shit.

“Uh that’s my boyfriends.” You shyly explain.

“Boyfriend? Who-uh-who’s Steve? Where is he?” You now see the tears starting to form in his own eyes.

“Steve Harrington.”

“King fucking Steve? Seriously?” He yells, but it’s not an angry yell. It’s a yell of sadness. The realization that he lost his chance.

“Yeah. King Steve.” You almost chuckle at the nickname.

“You guys are living here… together?”

“I mean that’s the plan, yeah.” You respond.

“So it’s really over, isn’t it?” This time he can’t hold back his tears. Letting all of the emotions he’s held in up to this point flow out.

You look at him, the man you thought you would spend the rest of your life with, and he’s broken. You don’t know what LA did to him, but you knew it wasn’t good. He would’ve never acted like this before he left and you knew that. You can’t respond with words, just your eyes. But he understands.

Suddenly, you hear footsteps and look to find Steve coming up the steps. Finally. He’s carrying a car seat in his hand, sleeping baby sat inside of it.

“Whose baby is that?” Eddie questions the both of you. You look at Steve, who’s looking between you and Eddie.

Fuck.

[zyxoxox]

Pools when I went to request something and I saw your blog aesthetic I just wanted to smooch all over it because it was so cute like OMGG

However I HAVE A REQUEST :3 I WAS WONDERRINGG if you could do Caesar king, Burnice white and WISEE x Fem! Ace detective reader? (BUT OFC if you don’t wanna do fem then NEUTRAL IS ALSO SUCH A GREAT CHOICE‼️)

Anyway if you do this request then THANK YOU SOO MUCH SCHOOKUMS AND HAVE AN AWESOME DAY⁉️

intuition said so!

wise x fem! ace detective!reader || 400 wc

note: wowieeee my first request hihihiii!! i’m glad my blog gives off the vibes, i wanted it to be cozy and the coziest thing for me is boba so 😌 i accept all the smooches!!!

ok sadly i’m not far enough into the game to know the first two, in fact i’ve never even heard of them before this, so im doing just wise sorryy 😭 i just his inter knot lvl 30 and met zhu yuan so. i’ve got a while to go

anywho i hope u like it! have a lovely day too!! <3

“i’m looking for the infamous phaethon. something tells me they’re on sixth street.”

funnily enough, the circumstances of your meeting was a client asking you to track phaethon down. you were in a tough spot when this mysterious hacker found you, and requested a favour- though it was more akin to threatening.

you had no choice but to go along, and though tracking their location was a bit of a challenge, you found a way into their system.

most of your pleasant clients had been proxies themselves, so you were no stranger to phaethon’s name. a part of you felt bad for exposing them like this, but work was work.

until- the hacker who commissioned you got arrested? under the name of.. phaethon?! there was clearly a lot more about this proxy than you’d been let in on, and your curiosity was officially peaked.

“wise and belle… the managers of random play video store. or i should say, phaethon?”

needless to say, the siblings were very wary of your intentions at first. you’d tracked them down… for solely your amusement? considering the nature of their work, it was a bit hard to believe.

but the more they saw your presence, they realised it really was just that- you would go on any tangent that made you curious, because you couldn’t stand being clueless.

and as an ace detective, there weren’t many questions you couldn’t eventually find the answer to.

you’d told wise and belle your connection to the loss of their account early on, and they while initially they treated you like a contact they could call upon, eventually it grew into something more. especially for wise.

“forgive me, master, but i do not understand the purpose of third assistant being here. i have accepted second assistant’s presence due to the emotional ties you have to her, but this other one’s abilities are in nowhere comparable to mine. i can analyse data with 99.99% more efficiency than-”

yeah, fairy did not like you.

and the feeling was mutual. it all started when you began helping wise with his smaller, less confidential commissions. your intuition was super useful in taking in the surroundings, and gathering bit of info and treasure he may have missed otherwise.

well, that was one reason. the other, arguably more important one, was that it was the perfect nonchalant way to keep each other company.

could fairy calculate all the things you said? probably. but it was different from you; much nicer.

the way you’d lean over his chair when he was connected to eous, the way your face scrunched up when you were analysing clues, the way you scratched your nose when your inferences didn’t align, they way you’d snap and jump when they did- wise had all your habits down.

at this point, the reason he didn’t let you in on bigger missions wasn’t because of a lack of trust, more so he knew he’d get distracted.

“wise, please don’t take this the wrong way, but your sentient ai is… unique. what about- what if-maybe we could go somewhere else? maybe coff cafe?”

and so, much to belle’s delight and fairy’s displeasure, the two of you went on a date! (neither of you called it one at the time, but belle was sure she could fix that)

you were very receptive of his likes and dislikes, even when he never had to say them. and you never forgot a word he said.

“here’s your favourite noodles! what? no, silly, you didn’t need to tell me, i figured it out! there was a stain on your shirt that could’ve only been left by chili sauce, and you mentioned you liked noodles crispy, so it was easy enough to shortlist.”

“want to go watch the next ancient aliens documentary together? how’d i know? you keep posting sky pics on the inter-knot and i know you watch weird stuff so-“

wise had a cupboard dedicated to your favourite snacks. if you got down to work, and you didn’t have the, on hand… let’s say he learnt the consequences of that the hard way.

he always had an energy bar on hand, and would hand one over before even you realised you needed one.

being perceptive to all the little details left you quite flustered at mundane stuff, and he was more than happy to go along with it.

an ace detective who couldn’t sit still, and an ace proxy who was calm always- what a sight for sixth street!

[bethelighthalazia]

Butterfly kisses

Summary:  While comforting Yeosang about his insecurity about his birthmark, you tell him something that your grandmother once taught you.

Pairing: bf!Yeosang x fem!idol!reader

Word Count:  909 words

Warnings: Cuteness overload, talking about insecurities

[AN: I hope you guys like it! it had been a thought while watching some videos of ATEEZ and I just had to write it out <3 RE-UPLOAD from my old blog @/justsomedreaming]

© by bethelighthalazia. Do not repost, copy or translate. Unless stated otherwise, those works are mine and born from my own ideas. I don't have any claim on the mentioned real existing Idols whatsoever.

The day had been tiring for both, you and your boyfriend Yeosang. You knew that his busy schedule would have him exhausted in the evening, since the boys had a fan meeting and a performance today. However, what you did not expect was to come home to an empty dorm room of your boyfriend after your dance practice at the company. “Yeo?” You called out for him after putting away your purse, only to stop next to the bathroom from where you heard quiet sniffles. “I- I am in here, hang on,” his voice answered, inside you were able to hear a rustle and the splashing of water, bringing a frown to your face. Your hand rested against the wooden door for a moment before you decided to give him a bit of space, walking over to the bed to get changed into more comfortable clothes for now, not removing your makeup yet. That's something you never did in front of your boyfriend or the others, but it didn't seem to bother any of them at all.

You didn't have to wait long for Yeosang to unlock and step out of the bathroom, walking straight to the bed to sit down on it. When you saw his bare face and the redness of his nose and eyes, you slowly walked over to sit next to him, taking his hand in yours to squeeze it gently. The two of you often just sit on the bed silently, just enjoying each other's company without needing to talk or anything. This evening, it felt different though, he seemed absent, on the brink of tears at any second. 

“Yeo…you know that you can talk to me, right?” You asked quietly, drawing a nod from him and when you moved to sit fully on the bed, legs crossed, he did the same, head hanging low and not looking up at you though. “I- the fanmeeting was horrible…” He whispered, your expression softening at those words. It's rare that Yeosang would say something like this, usually he enjoys talking to ATINY, but today, it seems that something had happened. “While performing, my makeup got messed up and revealed my birthmark…usually it's not bad, but the fans were all asking about it. Every question they had was about it and I just- it was too much today.” Taking both of his hands in his, you squeezed them gently, head tilted ever so slightly. You knew that this birthmark was something he was still a bit insecure about, even though he never said something. “Were they mean?” It was a simple question, one he could answer with yes or no, or if he wanted, explain and tell you. Yeosang opted for shaking his head no, which made you sigh in relief. At least his fans weren't mean or disrespectful to him.

"Good,” You said. “I will get you something to drink, okay? And then, we do whatever you want.” Squeezing his hands gently, you slowly got up to head to the kitchen real quick, letting the boys know that you and Yeosang want alone time and then you got a bottle of his favorite drink for each of you. Before heading back to him though, you stepped into the bathroom, using some of his make-up remover wipes to clean your own face from all the makeup, revealing your own birthmark, one that starts right below your lip and wanders down your neck, ending at your collarbone.

When stepping back into the room, you took in your former position, placing the bottle for him in his hands and when he lifted his head to thank you, his eyes widened. It's the first time he saw you bare faced, so he had no idea about your own birthmark. “You-” He started, but you cut him off with a gentle peck on his lips, smiling lovingly at your boyfriend. “When I was younger, the other kids would always make fun of me, laughing about my birthmark. But my halmeoni always dried my tears when it got to me too much and told me a story.” While you talk, he lifts his hand to let a finger brush over the darker mark on your chin, eyes sparkling with tears, but also curiosity in them. “She told me that the marking on my skin is something special, something unique, which only those people have who were kissed by a butterfly.” A smile appearing on your lips at the memory, your own hand now lifting to brush your fingers over his birthmark. “You are a wonderfully unique person too, Yeo. And I think, your butterfly kiss is beautiful.”

At your words, you saw some new tears appear in his eyes, but his face also lit up with a loving smile. Then, without a warning, he leaned forward to place a kiss on your birthmark before pecking your lips as well. This draws a giggle from you, you doing the same to him, first a kiss on his birthmark, then on his lips. 

“Thank you, jagiya. You always know how to make me feel special,” he whispered, taking your hands in his to pull you into a hug now which made both of you fall over and land on the pillows of his bed. He turned you, so you would face him, and kissed you again, tears still in his eyes. “And thank you for showing me your butterfly kiss, you are truly beautiful.”

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[oldiesstationlover11607]

*Jumps down from podium* Hello there! 😀

Yes, I’m aware how cringy that was. Anyways, hi! It’s me. 💛. Your favorite miscolored internal organ emoji. First of, I want to say that I LOOOOVVVEEEEDDDD the blurryface fic. I actually really enjoyed how you wrote blurryface. To me, I feel like it was like Tyler had just enough control over him to keep him from fully coming out, but not enough to stop him completely, so he was rude, but not to the degree of blurryface he could be.

Now, I come to you almighty one shot lord with a new request. I recently saw a video in Twitter of Josh playing with someone’s kid (IDK if it was Tyler’s. It was a video where he jokingly tried to take a bite out of a kid’s piece of bacon before saying he didn’t want it because it was gross. Yes, I know. I’m great at describing things). Anyways, it was adorable. Thus, I was wondering if you could maybe do the fic where the reader sees Josh playing with a young child (could be Tyler’s kid(s), could be a random child. Up to you.) and the reader kinda gets baby fever and decides to talk to Josh about possibly having them in the future.

I understand that this topic may be one you’re not interested in writing and, if that’s the case, no problem. You are the artist and I am but a humble freeloader. 😊

Kids - Josh Dun x reader

Relationship: Josh Dun × Reader

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1273

A/N: I'm glad you liked the Blurryface fic and you saw my vision :) I searched the internet for the bacon video and found it! Definitely helped with writing the fic. Josh is so cute with kids it's adorable. I went through 3 different versions of this before finally landing on this one. I did write a water fight fic for another fandom on this blog but idc bc this one fits well. Hopefully it's not too short.

P.S. 💛 the image of josh will make sense at the end lol. I was looking for one and cackling over this.

2015 had been both an amazing and stressful year for Josh and I, Blurryface had released and we’d both been on tour together. Mark and I had both been working on vlogs and social media for the album cycle and tour, tiring us out just as much as the boys. Luckily, we had a couple months off to relax before they started working on the next album. My parents had agreed to let us stay in our family vacation home in Florida, meaning I was going to get to see our family friends and their kids–all of whom were half my age. 

The sun was blaring outside and to avoid the heat I was sitting in the living room working some editing. Josh had decided to wander the neighborhood, getting to know the area I’d been telling him about for months. As I saved my project and put my computer away I heard a loud screech. I ran outside, curious as to what was happening. 

“Josh, stop it!” cackled Amelia, my mom’s best friend’s daughter. Josh was chasing after her, a water gun in hand and aimed perfectly at the back of her head. A whole group of kids had come out of their houses to play, some with water balloons, others with pistols, all of them laughing. I remembered when Tyler and I would run around here, our parents close friends. One Christmas he’d been given a skateboard and we spent the winter break trying to learn how to do tricks. Tyler and Jenna had decided to stay back home in Columbus for the holidays, preferring the cooler weather than the Florida heat. I tried desperately to fight off the smile growing on my face while I sat on the porch steps. Josh caught up to Amelia, picking her up and carrying her so the other kids could all soak her. Amelia managed to get away, running in the opposite direction towards her friends. Josh had a grin plastered on his face. 

“I’ve got ammo over here!” A small hand reached up above a bush, waving in the air. Josh ran over to refill his gun before sneaking back into the war zone of kids. 

“Okay, team Josh huddle!” He stretched his arms around the group of kids he’d clearly chosen to be on his team. I could hear the faint whispers of the kids before they split up, creeping towards the other kids on Amelia’s team. “Ready. Aim. Fire!” he yelled, prompting all of the kids to either fire their water guns or throw their water balloons. It looked like a mini tsunami, water flying through the air and soaking everyone in range. I couldn’t help the smile growing on my face, Josh was so good with the kids. We’d been together for 3 years and hadn’t spent that much time with kids. We had the conversation about spending our futures together months ago, but I never found the time to have the really important conversation with him. Kids. Tyler had dreamed of having kids for as long as I could remember and Jenna had been on board since day one. I wanted what they had, it was hard not knowing if Josh wanted what I wanted. “Okay okay! I’m soaked so I’m gonna go get dry.” Josh wrung out his shirt which was sticking against his body. He waved goodbye to all the kids before turning towards the house. As soon as he saw me his eyes lip up, arms open to give me a hug. 

“No! No!” I laughed, holding him back while he tried desperately to kiss me. Finally I gave up, letting him pull me in close. We were definitely going to need to dry off together. 

“Let’s go inside,” Josh ran a hand through his wet hair, slicking it back. I followed him into the house, going into our bedroom and grabbing a new set of clothes before joining him in the bathroom. He was running a comb through his dyed red hair, a towel wrapped around his shirtless body. 

“You know, you’re really good with kids,” I said, sitting on the counter. Josh looked up at me, his eyebrows raised. 

“Ya think? I mean, I’ve got two younger sisters so–” Of course, how could I have forgotten? I handed Josh a clean shirt once I’d gotten dressed in a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt. Looking out the window, I could see the kids still outside throwing water back and forth. I wanted to talk to Josh about the kid thing, but I couldn’t tell if this was the right time. If I did mention it and he didn’t want kids then I was risking him leaving me, risking everything that made me, me. I wanted to be honest with him, we were always honest with each other. Josh continued to talk while my thoughts bounced about in my head. “My mom used to pay me to babysit them which was fun but obviously when I started touring that stopped–”

“Josh,” I interrupted, reaching down and grabbing his hand. He looked up at me, a worried look on his face. 

“What? Are you okay?” I took a deep breath before continuing. 

“Do you–have you ever heard Tyler talk about wanting kids?” I was trying to frame a way to start the conversation whilst having no idea what I was doing. Josh nodded, staying quiet and listening attentively. “I–I know you’re only 27 and I’m 26 but we’ve never talked about kids before and I really–do you?”

Josh laughed, folding the towel he was using and placing it on the rack. “If you’re trying to ask what I think you’re trying to ask then the answer is yeah, I do.” I jumped off the counter and ran into his arms, pressing my lips to his. 

“God I love you,” I smirked into the kiss, cupping his jaw and tangling his wet curls between my fingers. He kissed back, pulling me close so I was straddling his waist. 

“When I say I want kids, I don’t mean right now, you know? Touring and work is putting enough stress on us and we’re not even engaged yet,” he said, breaking the kiss. I nodded, glad he was thinking exactly what I was. 

“Of course. We’ve still got so much going on and the band is getting bigger and bigger. I think we should enjoy the time we have alone before we start worrying about bringing smaller versions of ourselves into the world,” I agreed, pressing my lips to his once more before getting up and grabbing Josh’s wet clothes off the floor. 

“Where are you off to?” he asked, standing up. 

“I’m putting your clothes in the laundry and grabbing us a snack. I’m exhausted from watching you run around and I need a nap.” I threw Josh’s clothes into the laundry basket before going into the pantry and grabbing a bag of honey-roasted nuts, my favorite snack that I’d made Josh add to the band’s rider for the entire tour. 

“Can I join you?” He reached his hand inside the bowl, taking a handful of nuts and pouring them into his mouth. I nodded, walking into our room and getting into bed, Josh sticking close to me. “I’m so tired,” he chuckled, placing his head on the pillow next to mine. 

“You know, kids will do that to you,” I yawned, my eyes feeling heavy. 

“And that is why we’re waiting,” he returned the yawn. 

I scooted closer to him, bending my knees and rolling onto my side, drifting into sleep within his arms. 

“Goodnight love,” Josh whispered.

//

Can't wait for the next request!

[stormblessed95]

Hiii stormie my dear, how are you? first of all, i wanted to say that i adore your blog and i think u are a breath of fresh air here. Thank you! Because i trust u, I wanted to say some things im thinking about since seven released, i hope u dont mind.

Ok, like jk says: lets get it! Right, I do understand people feeling sad about jimin and face era. It was awful how sabotaged he was, and i still dont get what really happened and i'm mad to whatever or whoever is responsible for it. But i'm seeing so many people doubting the veracity in jungkookie's success with seven and i'm hating it. I dont think the song is getting payola, nor playlists by paying for it and neither ads on youtube. First, the song was sent to radios, but just a few of them r playing it, one of them being a guy who loves to plays "k-pop" songs. If there was payola, it would be playing everywhere all the time already. The playlist thing: just like "like crazy eng. ver", seven entered the Today's Top Hits playlist. But at #23 place. I just saw a tweet by a guy talking about this: https://twitter.com/cantorpedia/status/1680258574688088066?s=20. We know that there's some shady thing happening in this playlist for a while, and if seven have deals to get this high debut numbers, it would had debuted at the top in the playlist, even in the cover (it may go up next week, because there is supposed to be some internal logic that the more a song receives streams IN the playlist, the more it rises). Also, seven had a huge filtering in spotify, just like all BTS' songs, which also shows that they r not making deals. Now, about Youtube ads... i saw a person posting a ss about seeing an ad of the song, but apparently is fake.

Seven is doing AWESOME numbers because: its a english catchy song, with a cute mv, sang by THEE Jeon Jungkook. Im not joking, seven is really a gp success.. yesterday i saw 3 people from my daily life and inner circle talking about loving the song. My sister, who is not an army, said that she listened to the song all day while i was not home. Gp is loving it. So they did with butter (which is a eng song too), but Seven has a differential: the clean and explict version r being counted combined. Plus, seven is doing awesome everywhere, even in korean charts.

If there was something shady going on, i dont think they would make more than 1 version for the song, even on youtube (there is a new perfomance video for the explict ver). They would just send to radios and count on the payola and the deals w spotify, tiktok, youtube, for the charts (thats what most western artists does). But since billboard started filtering the songs so much so that made like crazy drop from 1 to 45 in a week and then stopped counting digital versions from usa based artist stores, BTS had to start making available to fans different versions of the same song because they know they cant count on radio, but can count on the sales and streams. Since Like Crazy, i feel like Hybe is experimenting ways of overcoming the sabotage by the industry.

The thing is, i think we can and should talk and raise questions about how jimin was treated badly, in every chart and streaming platform. For example, views from youtube were not being frozen in Yoongi's songs too, just like jk's. So, its not a privilege that jk is receiving, its just that something was really happening with face promotions, who knows what and why. But that was not jk's or any member fault.

Anyway, i'm happy for jk and i know much more is coming his way. And i cant wait for jimin to make a new comeback soon too. I hope it all goes well yk, Jimin deserves the best in his promotions just like jk and the other members. Lets hope. I'm sorry for hijacking your tumblr for this rant, im hoping u have some thoughts on the subject

Rant shared. I shared my thoughts about most of this a few weeks ago, I'm sure anyone who wants to can still scroll to go find it all, I'm not *really* wanting to open it all back up for discussion again. People are VILE honestly. I enjoy the song, it's fun, it's not much more than that and it's clearly made to be a western audience radio hit. Jungkook deserves and has my full support though! 💜 thanks for sharing

[riansdiary]

hi rian! it's the sp anon back (could that be my nickname lol?) and I was looking through your blog and saw that you want to be an idol, so do I!!! it's been a dream of mine for a long time. hopefully I get to see you on stage someday hehe <3

I already know I am an idol but I was wondering if you have any techniques or methods that help you "manifest" that lifestyle

thanksss xoxo

You could be that or maybe 🌹 since it's about love and sp! It's cute, how do you feel about this emoji?

You have the same passion too? That's amazing! Oh that's the exact same for me! Ever since I was young, I saw SHINee and F(x)'s music videos on Tv. They inspired me a lot. I started training myself when I was young. I even taught choreography for my sister's school event. The song was My My by Apink! Her classmates said I was amazing as we were practicing so that made me feel so happy ���� I basically watched lessons online, watched idols and I really did great at teaching myself!

I'm actually contemplating showing cuts of my recent Aespa covers here. It's not an official cover, it's cuts of my recording.

And I hope to see you on stage or backstage as well! Good for you! I also know that I'm already one no matter where I am or what I'm seeing in front of me. We can do this! Hwaiting!!! 💪

Okay so when I'm needing help to improve I listen to subliminals so that helped me a lot! For techniques and methods I use to manifest this, I ask myself how the version of me who is a K-Pop idol would react to things. For example, I have desired best friends. Instead of just watching their TikToks like a fan, I align my thoughts to me already being an idol and being their friend so I think like that and hype them up in my head. I think like I'm already close to them.

This is the best one! Another trick I like to use is to watch Kpop idol imagines on YouTube! I'll give you examples here, here, here and here. They really help me think it's already done. It's real in the 4d aka our imagination so I love doing this. If you have a desired face, watch their vlogs or videos. It will help you manifest if you think that's you. Not taking their Identity whatsoever but just using it for imagining. Search imagine, y/n as a Kpop idol, pov Kpop idol, pov celebrity and I'm sure you'll get loads and loads of videos like that. Pick what resonates with you, meaning the ones that seem like you most or what you want and save them in a playlist or in a collection in TikTok. I'm doing the same thing right now! 👍

It's already real in the 4d, you just need to slam the door on your face like Abdullah did to Neville and leave the 3d alone. Make sure not to pay attention to anything you don't want to stick or stay in your reality.

I also found this tip on how to blur faces! I use this to blur fancams or videos to imagine myself in that video. My df is Wonyoung + Ju Jingyi so it also helps me to watch their videos. If you don't want to do the work to blur faces in fancams like me you could just blur the whole thing a bit and you can imagine it's you. I'll show a sample I made for me here. You just need to click effects, find blur and adjust it depends on how much you like them stretch that out to the rest of your video and export!

I also made my own all in one subliminal that has everything which includes me being an idol and adding affs for safety and change whatever I want to change in the industry. It's more so for me to see my family a lot and to be treated nicely or even get princess treatment.

That's literally all I do to manifest. When I record my practice time, I think like I'm recording my own songs. It helps me be even more confident.

That's all I'm doing right now! I hope this helps you! 💖

[etes-secrecy-post]

Hi, before I explain my post, I want to say something important.

• What you see my blog has become a major overhaul. And despite the changes, I decided that my 2nd account will be now my artwork blog with a secret twist.

⚠️NEW RULE! (W/ BIGGER TEXT!)⚠️

⚠️ SO PLEASE DO NOT SHARE MY 2nd ACCOUNT TO EVERYONE! THIS SECRECY BLOG OF MINE IS FOR CLOSES FRIENDS ONLY!⚠️

• AND FOR MY CLOSES FRIENDS, DON’T REBLOG IT. INSTEAD, JUST COPY MY LINK AND PASTE IT ON YOUR TUMBLR POST! JUST BE SURE THE IMAGE WILL BE REMOVED AND THE ONLY LEFT WAS THE TEXT.

⚠️ SHARING LINKS, LIKE POSTS, REBLOG POSTS, STEALING MY SNAPSHOT PHOTOS/RECORDED VIDEOS/ARTWORKS (a.k.a. ART THIEVES) OR PLAGIARIZING FROM UNKNOWN TUMBLR STRANGERS WILL IMMEDIATELY BE BLOCKED, RIGHT AWAY!⚠️

😡 WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EVER LIKED & REBLOG MY SECRET POST! THIS IS FOR MY SECRET FRIENDS ONLY, NOT YOU! 😡

Okay? Capiche? Make sense? Good, now back to the post…↓

Title: A Christmas gifts for my OC friends 2023

Ho! Ho! Ho! Its the wonderful time of the year! 😁🎄❄️You better rotate your frowny face to a cheerful smiley face! because its "Christmas Day"! And what better way than revealing my gift arts for my 'wonderful' secret friends, this Christmas? 😊🎁

IMPORTANT NOTE: No #OnThisDay throwback post, for the 2nd time.

Let's start off with:

🎁 Bryan360' OCs [1st half] 🎁: ↑

• For Maxwell, May, and Sam - a Slim Travel Monitor (per furson) from the Speedster Twins (Spot & Riya), and Cude.

Spot 🐶🏎️: We've saw these awesome portable screens during our stroll at the store. 🙂

Riya 🐰🏎️: So, hope you guys useful during gameplay, whether you're in your bedroom, or outside the house, or even going travel around. 😁

Cude 🐰🤖: Yeah! Ultra portable, slick design, and easy to carry than a bulky monitor. 😉

🎁 Bryan360's OCs [2nd half] 🎁: ↑

• For Windy - an Insta 360 Go 3 Starter Set from Rita Speedster. • (and) For Scottie - a premium replica of 5-Banana Coin from Bonn Speedster.

Rita 🐶🚺: And for Windy, you need something to go cam than just an ordinary smartphone! 😃 I mean, have you already seen a maliit (tiny) cam with a supreme quality pixel as your smartphone/tablet? Thus, I gifted you an awesome Insta 360 Go 3 (w/ built-in 128GB memory storage) with invisible stick as your starter set! 😁 (More info? → [CLICK ME!])Pls, ingatan (be careful) your new shiny toy, Windy. 😉

Bonn 🐰🚹: And the DK train continues with this genuine replica of '5-Banana Coin' 🍌🪙, which was featured in the game of 'Donkey Kong 64'! 🐵🎮 Its slightly heavy given that this big coin was made in solid metal, so please be gentle, bud! 🙂That's a worthy item to your DK collection! 😁

🎁 For other OCs 🎁: ↑

Carmenramcat: • For Shadow Ramcat - a premium replica of MuruKir Shield & Sword from MuruKir and Mayu.

MuruKir 🔵⭐: The perfect legit weapons for you, Shadow Ramcat! 😃With your brand new shield and sword 🛡️🗡️ based of my shape shifting powers, this will improve your combat skill. Right, Mayu? 😁

Mayu ✨🐇: Absolutely correct, MuruKir. Not only its light weight, but it can slice everything with your new trusty sword, and your new shield to protect against any force and immune all source of magic/element powers. 😉 Plus, I'm sharing it with my teleportation powers, as well on your new sword. However, there's a caveat when using it. Unlike my staff, your sword's teleportation would only one cast before it'll charge by a single hour, so please used it responsively, Shadow Ramcat. ☝️😮 Otherwise, enjoy your new weapons, courtesy of US. 😊

rafacaz4lisam2k4: • For Sammir - a Wubbzy Fluffy Chair, plus two more plushies from the Speedster Cousins (Miya & Aace).

Miya 🐰🐻🔋: Eyo, my cute cloudy bear! 😁 We've brought you three adorable soft things, that will sit and snug with your favorite memorable cartoon characters to your hearts content! 🥰🤗 And BTW, this is Aace! My big cousin! Sammir, this is Aace. Aace, this is Sammir! 😊

Aace 🐶🐺⭐: Pawllo (Hello), Sammir! It's a pweasure (pleasure) to meet ya, Sammir! 😊Enjoy your lovable Cwistmas (Christmas) gifts, from yours truly (The Speedster Twins)! Let's be fwiends (friends), ey Sammir!? So, happy holidays! 😁

(And lastly) alexander1301: • For Alex - a junior kart-size functional Hot Wheels Twin Mill from Bonn Speedster.

Bonn 🐰🚹: Hey, this one is for you, kid. Since you liked to hang out with my four Speedster kids. And I know, you're a fan of die-cast models of Hot Wheels and other brands. I myself loved collecting it, too. So, you and I had a lot in common. That's why, I made this junior kart-size functional of the iconic OG Twin Mill. 🔥🏎️🙂 Take care of it, wear seatbelts, and drive responsively, kid. You deserved it! Happy holidays. 😊

Well, that's all for now! 🎄🎁 Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! 🥳🎆

The Rabbit Family (and Sam) - owned by @bryan360 / BryanVelasquez87 (dA) Sammir (HTF OC) - owned by rafacaz4lisam2k4 Shadow Ramcat (OC) - owned by @carmenramcat Alex (Human OC) - owned by alexander1301 | dA [CLICK ME!]

[narryffdreaming]

Hey Dani! I saw your post about how invasive fans can be and I can't stop thinking about it since I read it. It's something I think about every time I post something in here because many times I use content that it's not from shows or harry's IG (you know photos we get from fans that met him or pap pics or things other people say about him etc.) Every single time I post, there is a thought that pops up immediately in my mind: "Is this disrespectful?" and when I decide to post it after all it's because I'm telling myself that I don't post about him because I see him as a content but because I want to express the admiration I have for him and also because it's a way to distract myself from things that makes me anxious (I mean it makes happy talking about him). Although I know that I'm trying always to be respectful (and I think I have achieved it, at least at most parts), the thing you said it's always a thought that comes to my mind when I do something that involves him. And that's why I feel so at ease when he is not working and we don't get any photo or whatever. Because sometimes we crave to see him and get glimpse of his life but that's selfish. He doesn't own us anything.

hellooooo <3 i completely get being here and posting things because we want to distract ourselves from reality (things that make us anxious, sad, etc), and i dont want to come across as someone who's above any of that. after all, here i am, writing fanfic and posting about how much i love harrys arms lol (btw, i also have internal dilemmas when it comes to my stories, i just wont get into that rn bc I'll end up losing track of my thoughts and never stop talking hehe).

SO YEAH, that all being said, im gonna answer your ask in the only way i can right now, which is reading """between the lines""" of what you wrote—but pls keep in mind that my brain is exhausted so take this in a gentle way <3 first, from my perspective, i think that if you have to CONVINCE yourself that what you're doing (whatever that is) isn't disrespectful to others because it brings YOU joy, then that's already enough to show that deep down you already know something is off and maybe, just maybeeeeee (bc im speaking in general not just about this situation), that it isnt the case. and second, are you really showing admiration for him if you're posting pictures he didn't consent? if you're posting pictures that are invading his privacy or that were taken when he wasn't aware of someone even watching him? arent there better ways to show admiration than to share/spread pictures of him trying to live his "normal" life? i get wanting to distract yourself from reality, i do!! i just think there are a million things there could be posted instead of these pictures/videos that are taken in a context where he isn't being treated like a human being. let's go back to old shows. let's go back to his instagram posts. lets go back to his interviews. his music videos. his movies. his outfits.... idk!! is it repetitive? well... yeah. but it is what it is. it is what we have until he's willing and ready to share more 🤷‍♀️

at the end of the day, engaging or not with that kind of content is a choice. and yes, whether we like to admit it or not, pictures and videos of him are content. content to feed your blog. content so people interact with your posts. so people engage, follow, etc, etc.. and it is my choice not to post or reblog that kind of content, and sometimes i have to ignore the urge to make an exception bc he looks so cute or so hot or whatever in one specific picture. i have to actively choose not to engage, and i do it bc i believe he deserves better than that. and bc i believe that my own entertainment or distraction arent above his personal space or boundaries or whatever. do i wish he would post 24/7 and let me in in his life? YES. do i wish i could know everything he does and stare at his beautiful face everyday? YES. is that healthy? probably not!! lmao. should i fulfill my wishes no matter what? HELL NO.

so yeah, i dont own the truth and i dont want to make anyone feel bad or anything, but i feel like we're the ones encouraging this behavior around him—we aka his own fans. so i do think it's also up to us to point out when it's too much or when we are crossing lines. not with hate or canceling people or embarrassing anyone... just bringing up the conversation and encouraging people to think about it, so maybe they'll eventually see things in a different way.

OKAY I'LL STOP NOW but thank you for sending this 💕 i tried my best to choose the correct words but im so tired that maybe i didnt and just know that i meant all this in the nicest possible way! <333

[peachsayshi]

Playboy Geto x Inexperienced Female Reader (2) - minors and ageless blogs dni -

Prompts: "I feel so sensitive ...ah - !" // "You're so cute when you're nervous ." //

TAGS: virgin!reader, nipple play, dry humping, male masturbation (mention) watching porn (mention), threesome (mention), somno (mention) 

A/N: I used prompts from this list I  (minors and ageless blogs do not interact) - I’m getting over a horrible case of writer’s block so if this sucks I'm so sorry. You guys really enjoyed the first drabble so here is another one! I have a few scenarios in mind with these two, and this was just one of them! Feel free to send over suggestions about this pair if you have any ideas! 

> Someone claimed that they saw my work on Wattpad and I would just like to inform everyone that if you see any of my works outside of AO3 or Tumblr then it has been stolen, and I would just appreciate if you can let me know or report them! Thanks so much <3 

WC: 3,000+

Suguru’s eyes widened, the tension pulling from his chest to the spot between his shoulder blades as his entire body stiffened. 

You were seated cross legged on his mattress, mouth agape and face completely flustered from a video playing on his laptop screen.

The sound of wet kisses and low grunts echoed in the small space of his bedroom. The actress was splayed across the mattress, one leg perched up on a man’s shoulder as he fucked her until her pretty eyes rolled to the back of her head. To her right was a woman, whose tongue was licking up the side of her neck while her fingers played with her clit to bring her to the edge of her orgasm.

“Fuck…” Suguru breathed, startling you with his presence at the doorway. 

Your fingers fumbled across the keyboard as you tried to pause the short clip, nearly pushing his laptop off the mattress with a string of apologies escaping your lips. 

“Sorry! I’m s-sorry!” you stammered, “...I thought I would get a movie set up for us while-while I waited for you to finish cleaning the dishes...I didn’t realize...” 

The heat rose to Suguru’s face and you blinked back with surprise upon realizing that you had just made your usually composed boyfriend blush furiously.

He shifted his gaze when he cleared his throat, attempting to hide his bashful expression with his hand as he slowly approached you. The weight of his knee pressed into the mattress as he reached for his laptop, taking a quick glance at the screen when the shade of pink burning the tips of his cheekbones darkened. 

The time stamp read “3:25″, which indicated to Suguru that you had replayed this particular clip from the beginning while he was distracted finishing up his chores.   

“I’m so embarrassed. I-I should have asked your permission first before touching your stuff,” you mumbled into your palms. “I’m really, really sorry. That...that’s private. I shouldn’t have-ugh...I didn’t mean to pry, I swear...” 

Suguru’s expression softened, an eerie calm washing over him as a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He circled his slender fingers around your wrist, pulling it away to reveal your alarmed face and placing a tender kiss on your cheek. 

“You’re so cute when you’re nervous...”

“I’m mortified,” you blurted, unable to meet his stare. 

Suguru found his place next to you, casually draping his arm over your shoulder as he tilted your face towards him with his other hand. 

“If it helps, you’re not the only one...” he replied with a quick exhale, eyes falling to your mouth as you tucked your bottom lip between your teeth. 

You glanced up at him from under your lashes, squeaking out a laugh as you pressed your hands against your hot cheeks. 

Suguru waited patiently for you to catch yourself before placing a kiss on your bare shoulder and speaking once more to stop the awkwardness from settling any further. 

“I’m the one who should be sorry…” he stated while his lips traveled up your neck, “…leaving that open so carelessly. I never want to make you feel uncomfortable under any circumstances…”

“I know! And, you didn’t, not at all...” you breathed. “I mean...I-I was surprised at first to find…that but it’s only natural for you to uhm-take care of yourself whenever you have to since we aren’t…”

You swallowed the rest of your sentence, the image of your boyfriend naked and writhing against his own touch made your heart pulse uncontrollably.

“I was just...curious, I guess” you confessed with a small shrug, finding your explanatory words in between your lewd thoughts. “I didn’t know that’s what you were into, and I…I want to know what you like…”

“I’m into a lot of things,” he answered, attempting to mask how flattered he felt from your statement by deepening his voice.

I can tell, you thought to yourself. 

“Sugu?”

“Hmm?” your boyfriend replied with a raised brow, lifting his head up to directly face you. 

“Have you ever…uhm, been involved in anything…like that…before?”

Suguru wasn’t one to exploit his sexual encounters but he wasn’t going to keep any secrets from you if you asked him. After all, he knew that he still needed to earn your trust especially with the way his past managed to follow him at every turn.

“Yes.” 

Your eyes widened slightly, your chest rising and falling as you took in his admittance.

“Oh...” you replied while nervously scratching the back of your head. 

“Now can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“Was that the first time you’ve ever seen a threesome?”

You confirmed his question with a nod.

“I actually don’t watch any porn…”

“At all?”

“It’s…too much for me…”

“Not even…to help take care of yourself?”

You quietly inhaled, ignoring the way the blood pumped to your ears as you shook your head no.

“I don’t usually rely on porn, but sometimes it’s good to get things started…” Suguru stated, hoping to ease your apprehension with open dialogue.

Moving his hand to the back of yours, he replaced your fingers with his touch. “…but nothing compares to the actual experience.”

Suguru’s mouth brushed over your own, his fingers grazing the back of your neck as he whispered against your lips. 

“Satisfy my curiosity a bit more. Tell me, what do you like?” 

“I-I like to use my imagination. I guess, I prefer words over visuals.”

Suguru chuckled, “Dirty stories? Books?” 

“Something like that...” 

“Maybe we can read something together next time?” he teased with a wink. 

You felt your body slowly start to relax from Suguru’s nonchalant demeanor. You playfully poked his chest with your finger, before reaching your index finger up to trace a line along his sharp jaw.

“Not a chance.” 

“Why not?” your lover scoffed as he ran his thumb lightly over your bottom lip. “I might take some notes.” 

You pressed the tip of your nose against his, closing your eyes with disbelief as you shook your head with lightheaded disapproval.

“I feel like I can’t breath when you talk to me like that. I find you completely-”

“Overwhelming?”

“Overwhelming.” you repeated with a heavy sigh.

“How do you think I feel when I’m around you? Do you know how hard it is trying to keep my hands to myself around my ridiculously hot girlfriend?” 

With that statement, he secured both palms by your waist before arching the weight of his body forward and positioning himself on top of you.

“I just..I’m not quite sure what I’m ready for yet,” you giggled as he peppered you with kisses on your cheek. “I don’t want to be uncertain about anything that involves you.” 

“I want you to take your time...” he reassured,“I’m not rushing us.”

You briefly lost yourself to the sea of those dark eyes, reading his clear affection for you on his expression. You tangled your fingers between the strands of his obsidian hair, hungrily parting your lips to to taste him on your tongue as you found his lips once more.

You acknowledged how difficult it would be to continue resisting him but you were afraid to give him your whole heart when there was still a small voice in your head that cautioned how easily he could break it.

*** 

How did we get here? you wondered in a trance.

Little sparks tingled from the tips of your toes all the way to the top of your head. Your eyes were fixed on the cheeky glint in Suguru’s gaze, your ribs squeezing around your lungs as the excitement took over. You were nervous treading into this new territory with your lover, but your anxieties melted away when he leaned forward to place a kiss on your temple.

Your body was pulsing against him, your senses already heightened from the visual stimulation earlier and the heated make out session that followed right after. 

Suguru’s tongue pressed over yours, his wandering hands reaching for the hem of your tank top and he broke away from the kiss to suck on a tender spot against your neck. 

“Can I take this off?” 

You found yourself agreeing in silence, your eyes growing heavy as Suguru slid over the fabric and slowly pushed it up to reveal your naval. You noticed his jaw twitch when he rolled it over the curve of your breasts, and a silent hum escaped as you shifted your position to make it easier for him to remove your top.

He caressed your shoulders, before tracing his fingers down to your sides until they curved perfectly underneath your back. Suguru’s eager eyes flickered with delight when he unhooked your bra with ease, but he didn’t remove the material as you anticipated.

The straps hung loosely around on your arms, your breasts spilling out from the padded cups and a tiny gasp left you when you felt a breeze of cold air on your chest.

“Eyes open, sweetheart.” Suguru laughed under his breath, squeezing your waist to ground your attention back onto him. 

The sinfully amused grin curving your boyfriend’s lips only made your pussy flutter. 

“Can you...not look at me like that?”

“Like what exactly?” 

“Like...” you spoke, but paused as you were unable to piece together your jumbled words. 

Suguru’s face hovered above yours. “Like you consume me?” he mumbled against your lips, “intoxicate me? bewitch me?” 

You shivered beneath his broad frame, letting out a muffled sigh when his lips found your mouth once again.

“Get used to it,” he teased, his breath fanning down your neck as his curious hands roamed back up to your chest.

Suguru massaged your soft mounds, kissing the area underneath your collar bones before trailing his way down the valley of your breasts. Once he felt you relax against his touch, he swiped one finger back and forth over your nipple until he felt it harden, and he repeated the same action to your other breast. He twirled over the pert buds, making your back arch off the mattress and you reached behind you to grip the pillow case tightly. Your thighs pressed against Suguru’s hips, and he tugged at your nipples before returning to massage over them once more.

“How does this feel?” he questioned, each syllable tainted with lust.

“Mmha, feels…”

You mind was hazy, and unable to focus because an unfamiliar sensation was spreading down your legs and making your clit throb.

“I feel so sensitive…ah!” you gasped when Suguru pinched your nipples between his fingers and giving them a light twist as he drew out your answer. 

“I can tell…” he replied. “God, your tits are fucking perfect…”

Suguru squeezed you in his palm before dragging his tongue over your areola. He swirled it around the tip of your breast, before puckering his mouth to suck on your sensitive nipples.

He sighed with relief, following his breath with a satisfied moan. The goosebumps ran across your skin as you panted quietly. Your fingers now threading themselves back between the strands of his gorgeous hair, and you let out a whine when you felt him take you between his teeth and bite down.

He alternated between sucking and kissing you, his body stopping you from snapping your legs shut as your arousal pooled in your underwear, and you wondered if he could feel you soaking through your jeans.

You were completely enraptured by the thrill of the moment, your face burning to the point where you were desperate to push him off you just so you can catch your breath, but Suguru was taking in every second.

You knew how long he’s waited to touch you like this. He wanted to kiss every part of your exposed skin, and the sounds leaving your lips did nothing to help his erection. He was the only man in the world who had the pleasure of witnessing you in this state, and he had to fight the urge to stop himself from ravishing you all over his sheets. 

He began lowering his lips further down to your belly button, leaving little pecks on the way. Your eyes widened with shock, and the mere thought of him bringing his mouth to the space between your legs set off all your alarm bells. 

You reached for the collar of his shirt, dragging him back up to your direction as you succumbed to your objection. 

“No…not-not yet,” you pleaded, the embarrassment flustering you beyond your own comprehension.

Suguru nodded his head, repositioning himself until his hips were aligned over yours. He hooked one of your legs around him, feeling your shaky hands cup the base of his neck as he pressed his forehead onto yours.

“Feel how hard I am, sweetheart?”

Your bra hung uselessly around your elbows, giving your boyfriend a full display of your chest. You wet your lips as you pinched your brows together, feeling Suguru grind himself against your clothed cunt.

“Mhmm,” you hummed.

Suguru held you with a firm grip, delivering another calculative thrust to ensure you felt the outline of his entire length.

“Only you do this to me,” he confessed, as your nails dug into his flesh. “I’ve thought about fucking you just like this, thought about how warm and wet you would feel around my dick…”

In that moment Suguru bucked his hips with a little more vigor, the sensation making your lashes flutter as you pictured taking him inside you.

“Oh my god…” you dreamily whined, his words and the scent of his cologne inebriating you as you tried to mimic his own movements with your inexperienced thrusts.

“You like how that feels, sweetheart? Is my pretty girl turned on?”

“Sugu…” you gasped, burying your face into the crook of his neck instead.

Your boyfriend wasn’t stopping and he squeezed his hold around your knee that he was bracing. With every grind, you found yourself pulling him even tighter into you as if you were trying to mold your bodies into one. You couldn’t get over how good this felt, your lower abdominals coiling and you whimpered softly into his neck.

You couldn’t take it, knowing full well that if he kept this up then he would have you shaking from your release soon.

“Sugu…please, please-ah!…” you begged, not quite sure what you were even asking for when only moments ago you had stated that you didn’t want cross this line just yet. 

“I need to cum too,” he grunted, “just stay with me for a little longer, baby…”

“Baby…?”

***

Suguru knew you were eager about starting an intimate relationship with him, but he wasn’t going to treat you like you were just another count in his playbook and paid enough attention to the subtle signals to see your hesitations.

Despite the desperation that riddled his subconscious thoughts, your partner couldn’t bring himself to succumb to his temptations in finding any relief in the arms of other lovers.

You latched onto his heart and had him completely wrapped around your fingers.

Maintaining his distance proved to be quite the challenge, which is why Suguru needed to find other ways to settle his urges.

He began masturbating regularly, starting off every session by watching short porn videos and finding a particular preference with an actress who always got his dick hard.

She bore a striking a resemblance to you, and with his hips thrusting against his closed fist, his mind would run wild with his own dirty thoughts.

He felt like a teenager unable to control his raging hormones, painting his abdominals or palms with his release while thinking about how pretty his demure girlfriend would look with his cum dripping down your legs instead…

Or dribbling down your pretty lips…

Or painted all over your chest…

This habit had become such a routine part of Suguru’s day that sometimes he forgot to hide the evidence of his transgressions.

Of course he was humiliated that he caught you finding one the many porn accounts he followed, but didn’t want to make a big deal out of situation when it would only feed into your insecurities which is why he let the moment pass.

He showered you with kisses and sweet words, before forcing himself to stop as to not let things escalate any further. He pulled up his computer again, quickly exiting the tabbed page and proceeding to play a movie as you had initially suggested.

However, the provocative scenario was still lingering the back of his mind, but he didn’t think it was on yours too.

Your boyfriend didn’t expect you to fall asleep halfway through the film or to suddenly feel you tightly grip onto his body as your hips slowly began humping his thigh.

At first, he thought he was just imagining it but when you began whimpering his name, he could feel the blood rush to the front of his pants as his cock grew rigid.

Your voice was so desperate that Suguru wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and slip his hands underneath his jeans to jerk off from hearing you say his name like that. 

If circumstances were different, he would take matters into his own hands. He wouldn’t hesitate to slide off your jeans and tug your underwear to the side so he can get a taste of your pussy before rousing you from your slumber by fucking you gently and giving you exactly what you needed.

He let out a shaky gasp, cursing under his breath as he tried to calm his wayward thoughts. He loosened his hold from around you, his strained body shifting further as he tried to release himself from your grasp. As he wriggled away your fingers caught onto the fabric of his tee in your disorientated state, and he could see you frown as he separated himself from you.

The man was barely hanging on to his own sanity at this point, knowing full well that the spark of attraction you both felt for one another would eventually engulf him in flames.

“Sweetheart?” he spoke loudly this time, “Baby, you need to wake up...”

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[chatonnoir]

hi i wanted to let you know i have been into miraculous literally since PV days but have strayed from the fandom since around season 2-3 when "salt" stuff started getting really popular. i was tired of seeing my favorites being mangled beyond recognition to fit some weird revenge fantasy, so i just stopped. recently though i missed the blorbos. its people like you who genuinely love the show and the characters that have made my more recent experiences incredibly lovely and fulfilling. thank u :]

Aw thank you honey :’) truly as someone who got a little in to ML in 2016 and enjoyed the cute fan content and saw how much fans praised it but didn't keep up with it, only to come back to it a couple of seasons later and see how insane the fandom had become over those few years .... it is truly exhausting and baffling to see what people do to the show now. Ig this is the danger of too much self-projection and a lack of critical thinking. Even people who claimed to be done with the show in season 4 continue to run blogs obsessed with """criticizing""" the show for the stupidest and most petty things possible on a daily basis, instead of just ... walking away from it if it doesn’t appeal to them anymore. It can really give you a headache.

But it all makes me think of that one quote from the end of Ratatouille (the movie which is indisputably Pixar Animation Studios' magnum opus): "the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so." ML as a show means so much to so many people of all age groups and backgrounds across the world. ML is far more meaningful and loved and contributes far more to the world than any random schmuck's salt post/fic/comic/video essay about it on the internet. ML is a sweet show! It's a cute and fun show! It's a kind show about emotions and relationships (platonic and romantic) and the power of love but isn’t designated as a Girls Show(TM), as shows with these themes often are, so boys are watching it too! And it shows us a male superhero being soft and sensitive and a hopeless romantic and in touch with his emotions without shame and a female superhero who loves him for it! Which is so important!

Similar kids cartoons when I was growing up, things like Danny Phantom, always had the romance as not an A or B or even a C plot but basically a Z plot. Literally on the back burner. An afterthought. Not something that was created out of passion and a belief that the characters would love each other and rather just thrown in because a main heterosexual relationship for the protagonist Has to be there, for some reason. Romantic moments would be limited to The Romance Episode(TM), wherein the "romantic development" is just like ... the characters accidentally held hands or kissed or something, and would often boil down to "this boy and girl are friends so OBVIOUSLY they have to like each other," without ever really showing me why they actually love each other. And don't get me started on allll the pieces of media with a forced heterosexual romance that is little more than "this male and female character have romantic and sexual tension because they're a male and female character." Or all the pieces of animated kids media where the main male character immediately likes the main female character because she's The Pretty One (As much as I love ATLA and k/ataang, even ATLA did this in the first episode). This all always felt so lacking to me as someone who was so enamored by love even as a kid.

Then comes along ML. Chat Noir didn't fall for Ladybug because he saw her and was taken with how she was Pretty. We know he thinks she's beautiful but he was completely unaffected by this fact when he first met her!!! It wasn't until he saw her stand up to evil that he fell for her! A male character falling for a female character not because Wow She Pretty but because of her bravery and cleverness and determination to stand up to evil and do good? That shouldn't be groundbreaking but it is!!! And it's beautiful!!! And Marinette didn't fall for Adrien because he was The Hot Guy or The Cool Hero or just because he's the male character and she's the female character so she just Has To. She fell for him when she saw his vulnerability and kindness!!! I would've LOVED to have grown up with a show like ML.

God the romance? I’ve never seen so much delicious Yearning in any other western kid’s cartoon. The door scene? Hoowee.... The way each of them so desperately wants the other to see both sides of them. The ending scene of Glaciator, when Ladybug is supposed to be “rejecting” Chat Noir and Chat Noir is supposed to be giving her a platonic cheek kiss, and yet it’s one of the sweetest and most utterly romantic scenes in the show. The sad undertone of Ladynoir, of being best friends but not being able to know a single thing about each other’s lives. The pure romance of the umbrella scene. The coup de foudre.

And it doesn't matter if the episode is romance-centric or not because ML has given us a male and female hero duo with so much genuine love and affection for each other that it's palpable in every episode from the very first season (especially if you’re watching in French lmao). Just... the sweet way they talk to each other, where you can hear their fondness for each other in their voices. The way they tease and roast each other. The petnames. The way they support and protect and take care of each other in and out of battles (specific moments like Ladybug looking after and reassuring Scaredy-cat Chat Noir in Reverser and Chat Noir putting Ladybug’s yo-yo over her mouth for her so she could breathe underwater in Truth make me so insane). The whole concept of “them against the world.” The way that even while loving Ladybug, Chat Noir has no problem telling her when he disagrees with her. The way they will have disagreements/conflicts that are completely in line with their established character traits and weaknesses, but aren’t able to stay mad at each other for more than a minute because of their softness for each other, and always come back from it because above all else they care about and love each other. It’s so unmatched. That’s love bitch

Speaking of how their conflicts are completely in line with their established character traits and weaknesses - the characters are incredibly deep and human and consistently written with motivations and personalities and flaws that all make so much sense! And they’ve developed so much since the start of the show! And the two protagonists mean so much to and resonate with so many people, kids and adults alike. Plenty of people have gone in to the depth of Adrien’s character and why he’s meaningful to people for paragraphs on end so I won’t repeat that, but I rarely see people talking about the beauty of Marinette’s character so I just have to point out like... A female superhero who is not a Strong Flawless Girlboss Who Needs No Man but one who is basically a female Peter Parker? A female superhero who is awkward around her crush and kind of Ridiculous and a hopeless romantic who makes stupid lovestruck faces at pictures of said crush and likes girly things and the color pink and wants to hold her boy’s hand and barely has her shit together and sometimes makes bad choices but is ultimately trying her best to balance her Great Power and Great Responsibility with her civilian life and relationships? Like, I’m not in to comics so sorry if this is inaccurate because I’m only pulling from Spider-Verse, but even Marvel’s attempt at making a girl Spider-Man through Spider-Gwen made her this cool badass with an undercut. I don’t want another Black Widow or Captain Marvel or whatever!!!! I love that ML basically gave us a female Spider-Man who is just as much of a complete disaster as Peter Parker was (talking specifically about Tobey Maguire and Andrew Garfield versions). I love the way both Peter and Marinette fuck up and make mistakes and bad choices and struggle to balance their two lives and accidentally end up hurting or pushing away the people who are close to them while they’re trying so hard to do what they think is right and protect the people they love with no real guidance. The loneliness of keeping their identities a secret through all that knowing that one slip up could put everyone they love in grave danger. Not to mention Marinette’s very blatant neurodivergent coding that is so clear in everything she does? Seeing her ADHD brain basically become her strength when she’s Ladybug through the bizarre connections she can make with random objects in a split second, just like how someone with ADHD would go on seemingly bizarre and random tangents mid-conversation because their brain latched on to something and quickly made a whole bunch of connections in a short amount of time while the other person was talking? Chef’s fucking kiss baby.

And I love the episodic adventures format!!!! Lots of people do!!!! The rewatch value of every episode is so good!!! Not everything has to be a 10-ep-per-season HBO drama where each 1 hour long episode is solely focused on moving the plot? People who ask for which episodes are important and which ones are “filler” that they can skip when starting ML are so weird. The fun of ML is watching all of Ladybug and Chat Noir’s fun adventures together in every episode? I love watching them just Being Ladybug and Chat Noir while they fight bad guys and have their banter. Episodes can just be Fun!!! Episodes can just exist to BE fun and silly or to explore a specific friendship or relationship rather than being focused on the main villain plot and that’s not a flaw!!!!

tl;dr: ML is a fun and cute show with very relatable, human characters and shows a beautiful, deep, powerful loving relationship between its male and female superhero leads that a lot of similar cartoons and even movies aimed at adults can’t pull off and a lot of people genuinely love this show because of it.

[certifiedjaeger]

Imagine - Rethinking having kids with them

Characters: Eren, Reiner, Porco, Levi

Warnings: Slight breeding kink - This is mostly just very SFW and fluffy, though ♡

Anonymous asked:

hello! i just recently discovered your blog thru your breeding kink imagine/hc. i loved it so much that i want to send my own request if you don't mind. 👉👈 it's for eren, reiner, porco, zeke and levi. him and their significant other unanimously agreed on not having kids, and then one day she saw a video of a cute baby playing with their dads, and so she suddenly imagined them playing and bonding with her child. but ultimately, she's still adamant on not having kids because, (1/2)

(2/?) as her reason is, she's not sure whether she can fulfill the role, especially with the way and where she grew up wasn't actually child friendly. but since she loves them so much and she fully trusts that they'll be good fathers, she wants to try and conceive, but if it's not meant to be, then that's fine with her as well. also, when she opens up to them, she gets emotional because obviously this is a big deal for her and so it's lowkey taking everything in her to be vulnerable about the

about the topic (3/3) i was literally 3 character short lmao im sorry for the lengthy ask D: and thank you btw!

Notes: Of course I don't mind! And I love this idea, because it's like... really relatable lol Also! I'm so sorry, but I don't write for Zeke, I just don't really know his character that well and feel like I can't do him justice, so I'm only going to do Eren, Reiner, Porco and Levi here, I hope that's okay! With that in mind, @blondeboyfriend has some really great stuff on Zeke, so maybe check them out!! They're the zeke master so I think you'll love their stuff <3 Headcanons are down below, enjoy!

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Eren:

So with Eren, I imagine that you two had already had a conversation previously and had both agreed on not having kids

You had said something along the lines of "I simply don't want to be a mother" and Eren had chimed in casually with, "Well, I wasn't planning on sharing you with anyone, anyways, so..."

Which resulted in you two agreeing that kids weren't going to be a part of your future together

Although, a part of him had always thought that it would be kind of neat to be a dad; he thought that it might be something he was good at. His mind always seemed to conjure up thoughts about how cute your babies would be together and it made him a little sad inside (okay, not sad, but he would definitely let out a little sigh) to think that he'd never see a little baby with your eyes and his hair color. But, it was never really that huge of an issue for him, so he would just quickly turn his mind away from those thoughts

Unknowingly to him, you had said you didn't want to be a mom, not so much because it was a preference, but because you thought you might be bad at it

But when you saw a tiktok where a young dad (with hair very similar to Eren's) was playing with his baby in his lap, smiling at the infant's infectious laughter, your mind couldn't help but wander to thoughts of that being Eren and your baby

You didn't know what to think about the smile that had crept its way onto your face at how cute that visual was and you tried to forget about it, you really tried, but it was all you had thought about for the next week or so...

Eren holding your baby and swaying them back and forth; Eren placing gentle kisses to their forehead and smiling softly while gazing down at his little creation; Eren making little "ow" noises as they yank and pull on his long hair; Eren sleeping shirtless in a pit of pillows (that he built) with your baby sleeping just as gently on his chest, Eren's arms holding them securely as they take a little nap together; Eren playing around with them and making them laugh with that same infectious laughter you had heard in the video that had started this all... the daydreaming seemed to never end

You were beginning to feel really confused, because... you and Eren had decided on not having kids, and yet, here you were, daydreaming about how sweet of a dad he would be, and how you might not be such a terrible mother, either...

When you finally sit down and talk with Eren about the thoughts you've been having and how your thoughts on parenthood might not be as concrete as you originally had thought, he grabs your hand and offers you a gentle smile

"Baby, it's okay to be scared... Don't you think I'm scared, too? I mean, fuck, who knows if I'd be any good at being a dad, either. But if there's one thing I know for certain, it's that if you love that baby even half as much as you love me, they're gonna be the luckiest and happiest kid in the world. Okay, wait... I lied. There's one other thing I know, too... they're also gonna be the cutest fucking baby in the world," he'd add, hoping to get a little smile out of you and feeling particularly victorious when he sees the corners of your mouth lift up. "I mean look at you, sheesh..." He'd lean in to place a soft kiss to your cheek, smiling into the kiss at the thought of a cute little version of you wrapped up in his arms

"Do you- do you really think that we could do this, though...?" you'd add, feeling vulnerable, and yet comforted in how safe he made you feel. You wondered if your future kid would feel this safe in his presence, too, and if they did, well... You knew that they'd grow up to be just okay

"With your kind and caring nature and my strong, protective nature-" he'd flex his muscles, trying to get a laugh out of you, "well, I think we'd be the perfect team." He'd give you one of his familiar charming smiles, while moving closer to you and pulling you onto his lap. "Plus, I think I'd like to see a little version of you running around..." He'd smile to himself, whispering a small, "it'd be pretty cute..."

"What happened to not wanting to share me?" you'd laugh softly, watching him roll his eyes gently

"I can share... just this once."

Reiner:

For Reiner, I imagine that he would be the one having more serious doubts about being a parent

On one hand, I think that he'd want to be a father, but on the other I think that he would be afraid in his ability to parent well

He often found that he couldn't trust himself, so how could he trust himself with a child? Well at least, that was his thinking

And with you being skeptical about becoming a parent yourself, you both had agreed to not having kids

Well, that was until one day when you two stumbled upon a little boy who was lost

He had to have been only around six years old and was crying over not being able to find his mom

But Reiner jumped right into action and made it his own mission to help the little guy (he even bent down to his level and used a softer voice as he told him that you two were going to stay with him until you all found "his mommy" God, so cute)

Watching Reiner take charge, and you right there by his side, comforting the little boy, told you both that you might not be so bad at this parenting thing

Reiner had held the boy in his arms and you had rubbed his little back, assuring him that he would soon be reunited with his mom

After you returned him safely to the scared, apologetic lady and started heading back home, you both just kind of looked at each other and smiled

Reiner took your hand in his and placed a gentle kiss to the back of it as you two started walking again, " Well that... felt nice"

You looked up at him, "You were really good with him... you knew exactly how to comfort him"

That earned a little blush from his cheeks - you praised his childcare abilities that he had assumed were nonexistent and it filled him with only warmth and hope for a possible future as a father

"Maybe... maybe, having kids wouldn't be so bad..." he'd whisper, feeling vulnerable for opening that conversation back up again

"Yeah... maybe..." you'd agree, the both of you walking together down the path as thoughts of a future with little ones filled your minds

Porco:

I've always seen Porco as a family man, so I imagine that he'd actually be pretty disappointed when you tell him that you didn't want to have kids

But he loves you so much and can't imagine a life without you in it, that he's willing to compromise by having furry kids (yes, you two have two large labradors thanks to him)

However, he's still a little sad over the idea of never being able to hear the small pitter patter of feet running around his house or the fun of wrestling around with little versions of himself

He also thinks about you carrying his children, all round and plump with his baby in your belly (as well as the idea of being the cause for you in that state *wink wink* hello, Porco literally has the biggest breeding kink, he's secretly obsessed with the idea of fucking his kids into you)

But he loves you more than anything, and like I said, is happy to compromise for the little family you two already have

And you thought you were happy with your little family, as well... well, that was until you went over to Porco's nonna's house and witnessed him playing around with his younger cousins

Picture this... Porco wrestling around with two young boys and throwing them in the air so they land on the couch; little kids holding onto Porco's bicep as he lifts them in the air; Porco gently holding his little 7-month-old cousin in his arms; Porco using a stern voice to scold some of the youngins who were throwing your purse around; Porco coming up behind you to wrap his strong arms around your waist as he watches over his big, crazy family, him laughing softly against your neck as he places a small peck to your skin and watches the wild scene before him

You had always thought that you would be happy living a life with just Porco and your pets, but seeing him like this, seeing how much love and warmth was in the room, you started to rethink your thoughts on having children

You knew that Porco would be an amazing father, like... truly amazing, but you were still a little skeptical about your own ability to parent

But with him by your side, you felt that this was something you could do...

You brought up the topic to him later on that night after you two had left his nonna's house and as much as he tried to hide how excited he was, you could see the little sparkle in his eye and just how much his face lit up at the mention of you two trying to conceive

"But if it doesn't happen, then maybe it isn't meant to be," you add, to which he nods his head rather eagerly, just happy that you both we're going to try

"Of course," he'd kiss you, once on your lips and then another on your cheek, and then another on your other cheek, and then of course he had to add one to the tip of your nose, and before you knew it, he was covering your face in tiny, little grateful kisses

"You're gonna be the best mom, I just know it," he'd add with a smile, starting to trail his kisses from your jawline down to your neck; making them slower, more passionate now

"Porco, this is only if I get pregnant," you'd remind him, laughing as he gently pushes you down against the bed

He'd place one last kiss to your neck, lifting his head ever so slightly as he whispers in your ear, "Baby, make no mistake... I am getting you pregnant tonight"

Levi:

For Levi, I imagine something similar to Reiner where he feels insecure and skeptical about his ability to parent well

Although, he wouldn't be as open about it or quick to share how he's feeling when it comes to experiencing worries over the possibility of being an inadequate parent

Truth be told, he had a tough upbringing and doesn't exactly know what parenting entails, which is why he feels that because of that, along with his often times cold demeanor, he would be a terrible father

When you had come to him and told him you didn't want to have kids, he was secretly really grateful that you were on the same page as him, even if his outward appearance didn't show it

He had simply said, "If that's what you want, then I'm fine with that"

He really gave no inkling toward his own internal thoughts on the matter, but you knew better...

You always knew better when it came to him, even if he tried to keep parts of himself hidden, as was his normal way of doing things

You were always able to get in that little mind of his, though, and could instantly tell when he was either hiding something or feeling down about something specific

All you had done during this conversation, was go up behind him and place your arms around his waist, hugging him closely to your chest and letting out a soft sigh as you whispered, "Not that it matters, but you'd be a good dad"

And it was your little voice in his head uttering those little words that had stayed with him

He seemed to always think about it; at night while trying to sleep, at work when he ought to be focusing; when he was inside of you, seconds away from spilling his cum into you and making you both parents regardless of your previous agreement

"You'd be a good dad."

He wondered if you had meant it or if you were just simply saying it to say it

But nevertheless, it stayed with him

Especially when he witnessed you around other kids, playing with them gently and being so naturally kind and compassionate to their little selves, your words stayed with him; they always seemed to echo in his mind

And he found himself repeating those very words, only to you now as you took his hand in yours, "Not that it matters, but you'd be a good mom."

And your head would whip around softly, feeling shy about his sudden praise and whispering under your breath, "yeah... well, I suppose that doesn't matter now, though"

The turning point for you had been when you witnessed Levi with Erwin's baby (yes, he has a baby here lol i'm the mom ok sorry)

He had been nervous to hold the little guy, feeling afraid that he would do it wrong and would somehow end up hurting them

But after a second or two, he adjusted his arms and was shown to be a complete natural at it

After a while, he was making bottles, and burping the baby (with a little towel over his shoulder, so cute ahhh), and rocking the little guy back and forth, and he even helped with changing diapers, which he somehow was already really good at

But what really convinced you to change your thoughts on parenthood, was the look Levi had as he swayed the baby gently in his arms, watching him sleep wrapped up in the safety of his strong arms... just watching the little guy with this soft, yearning look on his face

And it killed you to see that look...

It was all the proof he needed that he wouldn't be a terrible father and you were right there to tell him that

He had seen you with other kids, and you had listened to his praises surrounding your childcare abilities, and now it was his turn to receive the same treatment, since here he was, a complete natural at caring for an infant with nothing to worry about when it came to being a father

He was soft and kind and nurturing; all of the things that he told himself that he wasn't

And yet, something in him changed as he listened to you tell him that he was, in fact, all of those things

You had told him how sweet it was to watch him with Erwin's son and how easy he had made it look, and in that moment, it had been his turn to blush, even if it was only the tops of his ears that grew slightly pink

"I know you'd be a good dad," you'd whisper, taking his hand in yours

"And I know you'd be a good mom," he'd squeeze your hand lightly, looking down at your hands while the corner of his mouth lifted up ever so slightly

After that night, you two had agreed that you'd give it a shot and would try to conceive, and coincidentally that night, Levi had the sweetest dreams of holding another baby in his arms... only this time they had his dark hair and your beautiful eyes

[miyuwuki]

Since i like NBA and stuff, there is a video for some players doing interviews and their kids just have to make their presence known 😂 so what if Kazuya was doing an interview and baby Kazuno interrupting him 🙊. Probably he will play with the mic, or has his full attention on Kazuya's glasses, which will Kazuya give him his glasses to make him quite for a bit but he breaks it in a sec in front of the national TV 😂 or just being cute randomly laughing or waving to the press 😂 or interrupting Kazuya every 3 words with random comment "papa love you"'-"mama love papa too"- "lets go to diseny with sawamura uncle". That day sawamura made it to the news coz lets be honest, sawamura has the same brain cells of 2 years old. Or just being clingy and sleepy by the end of the interview so he just wants a hug until he false asleep and finally there is some peace 😂 sprry if its to detailed. If you are tired of Miyuki you can write it for Aomine or Kise😂 their kids will be 10x more hyper than Kazuya's anyway 😂.

HI ANON! THANK YOU FOR REQ KAZUNO AGAIN I’VE MISSED HIM SO MUCH #KAZUNO SUPREMACY. for those who are new to my blog, kazuno is miyuki’s son who i wrote about a lot! :) also this will be a little shorter than usual, but i hope you enjoy nonetheless :)

warnings: none

father!miyuki kazuya x mother!reader

your son interrupting an interview

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as a special interview, the MLB had asked miyuki if you and your son would like to join him in an session to show the world the lovely support he has at home. while this excited you, you politely declined and opted to stay behind the cameras— instead, you let kazuno stay with him. as you watched behind the scenes, your heart couldn’t help but melt at your son sitting comfortably in your husband’s lap trying to touch everything that was on the table. miyuki pulled the mug away from him at a distance where he couldn’t reach and gave him the small fidget toy he kept in his pocket.

“and who would say your biggest supporter is?” the interviewer asked, holding the mic from miyuki. he smiled as he glanced at you, wiggling his eyebrows, and you couldn’t help but let the smile appear on your face too.

“that’s easy,” he replied, “my wife. she’s been so—”

“mama!” kazuno beamed, pointing at you.

the interviewer laughed, “ah yes, mama indeed.”

“i love mama the most!”

the rest of the crew aww’ed at the sight of this, some of them sarcastically clutching their hearts. you laughed and gave kazuno a thumbs up, waving at him and making a heart with your hands.

“i love mama the most.” miyuki teased, “but yeah, she’s been there ever since i won my first national game in high school and has been extremely patient with me during my journey.”

the interviewer grinned at his answer, but it quickly fell as he saw kazuno’s tears run down his cheeks.

“b-but i love mama,” he frowned, his small hands turning into fists. before you could intervene, miyuki sighed and pinched his damp cheeks.

“fine, you win buddy.” he said, wiping his tears with his thumbs. “you love mama the most.” like a switch, the frown he had turned into the brightest smile, showing it to all the cameras facing him.

“well there you have it folks,” the interviewer chuckled, “kazuno loves her the most.”

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enjoy love <3

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[obey-me-rot]

You Shouldn't Be This Cool

A/N: Something purely self indulgent to kickstart this Obey Me writing blog. The idea mostly belongs to @warm-meelk because of how they drew their MC playing bass and then sprinkled in the fact that Levi would be the pianist and I just kinda...went from there q wq. And I also play bass so...all the more reason to write this!

Warnings: Levi trying to justify some of his more weird actions while MC seems to not only know...but enjoy the attention.

Levi wasn’t a creep, he was passionate.

He was passionate about TSL, he was passionate about anime, he was passionate about his idol groups and he was even passionate about learning new skills in order to better evolve himself into an ultimate fan.

So what he did today was not because he was a creep!

It was because he was passionate.

“Can you play that for me again, Levi?”

The third born tucks his feet on his chair, sipping up the noodles of his second cup of ramen as he watches the video feed from this afternoon. He smiles as the camera zooms in on your fingers, each one plucking the string of your bass absentmindedly while you listen to the melody he had composed.

As a TSL fan, he was ‘in the know’ of most TSL fan events whether they were held in the Devildom or in the human world. If they were worth the trouble he would attend and if it seemed like it was just a repeat fan event for one he already attended then he would just get the merch from the safety and comfort of his room.

Yet a completely new fan event had popped up on his radar one day, an online one.

One that challenged each and every TSL fan to create a song dedicated to their favourite lord.

Levi doesn’t remember much after that announcement, all he remembers is knocking on your door at devil knows what hours of the morning and shoving the music sheets in your face while pleading for you to help him out.

Your musical talent wasn’t hidden in the House of Lamentation. While most of the brothers could boast about having pretty decent singing voices or being ‘okay’ at certain instruments, your ‘weapon’ of choice was perhaps the most random but also well fitted instrument for someone like you.

You played the bass.

If he wanted to get specific, you played the TCB1006 Ibanez electric bass. You had mentioned in passing when you and him had met up to start ‘jamming’ out and Levi had retained that fact along with his hundreds of other facts that had to do with your particular interests and likes.

Again, because he was passionate...about your friendship.

The camera zooms out to film both of you, a happy giggle taking him over as he saw just how chill you looked.

How unfair was it that out of all the instruments you could play, you had to play the one that just made you look even cooler?

You were laying in his tub while he sat on the very chair he was sitting on now, plucking strings seemingly at random but humming some bars and trying to fit them with his melody. Your feet were propped up on the edge and the soft brown color of the guitar meshed so well with the glowing blue lights of his room that he is so glad he picked this spot for his hidden camera because you looked ethereal.

“I still can’t believe you composed this. It’s pro-level.”

“H--Ha! Of course! This is nothing but a piece of cake for me! If it's about the Third Lord and Henry then I’m all over it!”

Eyes take in the way you sit up and position your bass higher, fingers having a better reach as you start to ‘slap’ the strings in order to create a more wavy and deeper sound.

“Okay...I think I got it. Can you play the melody from the beginning?”

Oh here it was.

Sitting up, Levi puts his cup noodle down and grabs the nearby music sheets, pen already in hand as his attention on you becomes laser focused.

The beat you play is, well, playful. It is a high contrast to his almost operatic piano melody and he could almost hear himself playing a bit slower as if wondering if you had even heard what he was playing

“Uh MC…?"

“Trust me.”

Levi bites his lip as he feels his heart skip a beat, not even having to look at the screen to see that he was blushing. His past self was so predictable…

Although wasn’t his present self all the more pathetic for reacting to your words a second time?

He’d rather not think about it too much.

Your purpose had come shining through the moment Levi started to really hear the notes you were playing. It was almost as if you were mimicking Henry’s character with the bass. Cool, collected and eager to learn more about the world he had been thrusted into, your bass managed to capture the curiosity of Henry’s while his piano clearly symbolized the shy but deadly Third Lord.

The bass would go high, the piano would go low but as the melody started to harmonize so did the way your playing did with his. It was if he was the Third Lord, shyly peeking at the way Henry interacted with the world around them…

Only to turn around and invite him to join along.

His eyes go up to the screen.

You looked so happy, your fingers plucking away as he continued playing along with you. Your eyes turn to look at him and he almost wants to punch his past self in the face for not looking back. The camera had been perfectly placed to capture the way you tilt your head as you stare at him, chuckling as he clearly gets far too into the music for his own good.

To miss such an exclusive UR moment from you, he should be ashamed of himself.

“Haha. Thank the devil I came up with this camera idea!”

Levi blinks as he looks around, coming face to face with his beloved Henry as the fish stares at him from his bowl.

“...don’t look at me like that, Henry…”

The fish blinks.

“I wasn’t doing it to be a creep! I just wanted to write down the notes MC played before I forgot them.”

Henry’s mouth opens and then closes.

“And see! I even missed such exclusive moments from them! Look!”

He pauses the video and turns the screen so his fish can take a better look.

“5:06. I even timestamped it. Right here, MC is smiling and looking at me so cutely that it would be almost a sin to not record it!”

His fingers tap a couple of keys as he goes back to another point of the video.

“3:58, they smile and do such a cool trick with their fingers that I didn’t even notice that they stick their tongue out whenever they get too into playing! Do you see that Henry?”

A couple more taps as he keeps the video playing, the goldfish swims close to the edge of the bowl.

“I missed so many great moments all because I was so lost in playing! And I just didn’t want to ask them if I could record them because then they might think I’m using the footage for some sort of weird purpose and I would never do something like that to them! My Henry is far too amazing for me to just watch them one time! I just wanted to make sure of the notes they were playing! This is all for passion--!”

“Levi?”

He stops talking as he looks back at the screen, Henry swimming away while Levi tuned into the video once again.

“Was that good? I don’t know why but having the bass go a bit higher as I mute the strings feels almost like--”

“Like a conversation! It’s like the instruments are talking!”

Okay maybe this camera idea wasn’t the greatest after all, that was such a stupid thing to say and if he could go back and just slap the words out of his very mouch, he would.

Yet once again, his MC showed just why they were at the top of their ‘favourites’ list.

“Yeah! Like a convo!”

The conversation dissolves into randomness as Levi sighs and looks down at his sheet music. He only got a few notes down. Devildom, what was the point of having perfect pitch if he didn’t use it all the time? He straightens his screen out as he grabs a pencil instead of a pen, knowing full well that if he wanted to get this done he would have to rely on listening to you play and not looking at the screen.

If he finished this quickly then he would be able to stare at yo--it...he would be able to stare at it the rest of the night.

He goes to rewind the video but stops when he notices the scenery has changed just a tiny bit. You were out of his bathtub and looking at his aquarium, tapping the wall twice as some of his other fishes came up to greet you.

They were already so accustomed to you that he was sure even Lotan would know who you were.

Your attention goes from his aquarium wall to his computer, looking at all of his figurines and other merch he proudly showed off. A few more steps to the right and you were looking at his bookshelf--

Only for your eyes to lock with his.

He rolls his chair back immediately, his heart dropping to his feet as you reach out to the camera and pluck it from its hiding place.

No. No no no nononononononono!

This was it. You were done with him. Levi didn’t have a lot of friends but he knew that this was probably a friendship ender. His pupils contract as he sees you look at the camera with a confused look, already guessing your thoughts before you could vocalize them.

This weirdo was filming me the entire time. And he was hiding the camera? Disgusting. I’ll make sure to never come by his place again. What an absolute creep.

“MC...I didn’t--”

His jaw clicks shut as small tears gather at the corners of his eyes, not yet falling down his cheeks as he sees you smile and wave at the camera.

What--?

“Levi. If you wanted to film you didn’t really have to hide it. I want something to remember this session too. Next time you can just ask~”

You wink and Levi can feel his heart going from the floor all the way to his throat.

“Oh and send me a text when you have the footage ready. We can watch it together.”

He lets out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding as you place the camera back before his voice rings out from the video, exclaiming about all the snacks he had brought. So that’s why he had found you standing up, and here he thought you were leaving…

Send you a text...the footage…?

His hands scramble to his phone as he quickly enters the passcode, blushing as he sees a new message from you.

“Mind if I come over again? I have a new bassline I want to show off.”

Levi puts the phone down slowly before getting up---

Only to immediately fall down, hands over his face as he curled up on the floor.

Of all the characters he thought he would be in a shoujo, the last one he thought he would end up as is the heroine.

Not that he was regretting it, this was perhaps the best outcome that had happened in his now not so miserable life.

[miekasa]

wait so i was scrolling through your blog (as per usual) and i saw that you brought up levi and his streamer gf briefly. care to elaborate a lil causeee im curious 👀👀

- 🖤

Absolutely, I can. He’s such a supportive bf even tho he’s far from a gamer himself, and very very proud of you 😌

Whatever game(s) you play, Levi knows the basics. He might not have ever played them himself, but he knows enough to recognize it if it ever comes up in conversation.

He doesn’t always watch your streams, and you can hardly tell when he does because he doesn’t comment or anything. He just tunes in when he’s free to support you and see what’s going on. Sometimes to peep on your comment section, but he’d never tell you that.

He doesn’t make donations. He’d just Apple Pay you money lmfao. Supportive emotionally and financially, but all your followers/subscribers don’t have to see that.

He knows when you’re recording content or streaming and typically doesn’t bother you. The only exceptions are (a) if he forgets or (b) you’ve been in your room for a while and he’s going in to check up on you.

He doesn’t forget often—and truthfully, when he walks in on your streams its not actually because he forgot; it’s because you’re online at a different time that usual and he didn’t know—but it’s pretty cute when he does. He catches himself pretty quickly, and silently asks you if you’re streaming; to which he gently closes the door and just texts you his inquiry.

He doesn’t even really disturb you—it’s not like he enters rooms cussing up a storm on full blast. Nobody could even tell he walked in, except for maybe a small lapse in your attention when you turned to him.

When you’ve been in your room for a while, he does come in to check on you. His intentions aren’t necessarily to get you away from the screen; he just wants to make sure you’ve had dinner or some snacks at the very least. When you have all night tournaments or streaming fests, he comes by with dinner for you; silently puts it on your desk, and on occasion, leaves you with a little head pat.

He doesn’t normally appear in your streams, but he is in two of your YouTube videos: one shopping haul, and once when he helped you make him/your friends in the Sims. They happen to be two of your highest viewed videos.

People constantly ask about him. They know Levi exists, but they don’t see him often, and newer fans especially are obsessed with catching a glimpse of your mysterious boyfriend on screen. If you asked him, he’d come in for a few seconds to show his face, but he wouldn’t do it unprompted.

You mention him, of course, it’s not like you’re hiding him away either. He comes up particularly often when you play with your friends or are just chatting in lobbies. You don’t exactly explicitly refer to him as your boyfriend, but you say his name—and so does Hange—and people kinda get the picture.

Hange constantly asking for Levi when you guys are playing together. It’s one of the few times Levi comes into your chat/comments to tell them to shutup. (Yes, your subscribers go crazy for the glimpse of Levi on your channel).

He’s not a gamer, and he sees no reason to disturb your streams by appearing if you don’t ask. But, also, he’s a little camera shy, not that he’d ever tell you that. You’ve got a lot of followers, he’s not prepared to be live in front of thousands of people every night; he’ll leave that up to you.

Levi built nearly everything in your gaming setup. From the adjustable standing desks, to the wall mounts for your accessories and decorations, to your chair, to the shelves. He built it all and tailored it to your exact taste and to fit your room perfectly.

So, sometimes you feel bad when people ask about stuff because you can’t exactly give them a link or recommendation—“Oh thank you! The thing is, my—well, Levi built the desk for me so you can’t buy it—but! There are some similar ones at IKEA!!”

(Levi scoffs ever so lightly when he sees that clip. His craftsmanship cannot be found at IKEA, but they can try).

He also helped mount the TV in your room so that the cables were hidden and everything. Truly a godsend. And whenever you wanna move things around, he’s there to help you. Sometimes he even has ideas of his own, “You were looking at accent walls the other day right? I think you could do something with this back wall…”

He does play games with you, just usually offscreen. He’s scarily good at first person shooters… even tho he claims to not have any past experience with them… extremely suspicious activity.

And when he mains D.Va and Symmetra then what. Then what.

Just don’t ask him to play Fornite. Ever. (He’d be good at it, but he feels so fucking dumb playing it especially when he can hear that he is competing against a twelve year old pls).

He plays games by himself, too. Think “classic” run of the mill console videos games, I guess, nothing too crazy; Zelda, Mario, Kirby… Animal Crossing. His island is nothing short of immaculate, his only regret is that he doesn’t have oranges as his island fruit. Levi really likes oranges (he got peaches instead).

He knows that you’re pretty popular and he’s super proud of you. That doesn’t mean he likes to see fancam style edits of you on his feed. He knows that you’re pretty but still 🙄🙄

Constantly on the look out for computer/keyboard parts that you mentioned. If he sees it online or anywhere else, he’ll try and snag it for you <3 that goes for new console games, too.

He’ll also periodically upgrade some of the tech in your setup. Get you a better mic, some more lighting for your desk, a cute desk mat he thinks you might like. He’s observant, so he knows your taste in design and takes note of things you mention.

Okay okay okay but imagine putting the headphones with the kitty ears on him. He wouldn’t even notice at first and then you turn on the LEDs and bam. Very focused, very cute kitty Levi playing games on your PC.

If you’ve got a merch store, he helps you run it, and by that I mean, he practically runs it for you. Periodically, he might even have a design idea. You can count on him to get things out for shipping right on time. It’s one of his many ways of supporting you.

He’s also the one who remembers to check your P.O. box for packages from fans and from companies. It was his idea initially, too (he wasn’t too crazy about anyone, even major brands having your home address on file).

Look, he knows you’ve got some super fans, and some people who really do adore you. That doesn’t mean he’s necessarily happy when you get sent non-tech or gaming related merch (like jewelry or shoes or whatever). If he happens to put them a little bit out of sight then no he did not <2

Occasionally he’ll meet someone who recognizes your name when it comes up in conversation. He very proudly confirms that yes, he is talking about you, the streamer.

Sometimes, people will even recognize him back—“Oh, so you’re Levi, then!” Obviously. You only have one Levi in your life 🙄🙄

[kireimarkeu]

We Got Married; s.jh

Heyyy guys! hahaha its been a while. i decided to make a blog again so i can post my old works. so here’s one of them. i’ll upload the rest soon :) i hope everyone is staying healthy and well :)

summary; where you and johnny join a tv show as husband and wife

4k..words…

a/n: i worked on this non stop ;; i think it would total up to 5 hours, maybe more ;;;hhhh 

also a little note, italics means that the emcees are saying while watching the video… and the bold+italics means that the both of you are in an interview, and the person is asking you questions! hopefully that isn’t too confusing (:

warnings: mentions of starvation & pregnancy

+Episode 1

“Hi, I’m NCT127’s Johnny,” Johnny introduced himself. 

“Hello, I’m y/n, Johnny’s wife,” you smile.

“How long have the both of you been married?”

Johnny looks at you for a little while, before facing back at the camera “almost 5 months?”

“How did you know each other?”

You laugh at the question, “I was one of Red Velvet’s stylist, actually. And all SM artists were having a concert, and while I was rushing to find the right room, Johnny was there standing outside his room, on his knees with his arms up,”

Johnny groaned, “that was so embarrassing,”

“And I just saw him there, and everyone was busy, so I had no choice but to ask him for help. And when I reached Red Velvet’s room, he asked me for my number,”

“How long did you date before getting married?”

“We dated for a while actually,” Johnny started. 

“8 years,” you continued. 

“Who proposed first?”

You pointed at your husband.

“Me of course,” laugh Johnny. 

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“Babyyy~” Johnny whined, stretching his arms to pull you against his chest. You grumbled, hiding your face in his chest as you went back to sleep. 

“Oh? We didn’t know Johnny was a very affectionate person.”

“Wake up, babe,” he whispers against your hair. 

You ignore your husband’s words, tightening your grip against his waist. Johnny pressed kisses on your head, forehead and temple, waiting for you to get up. 

You let out a soft sigh, fluttering your eyes open. You looked up at your lover with a pout, upset that he woke you up. 

“Good morning, baby,” he mumbles against your ear, but the mic picked it up. The emcees cooed at the affection. 

“Kiss?” Johnny asks, leaning down to reach your lips but you move away from his face. 

You giggle at your husband when he clutched his heart, feigning pain. You felt bad and pressed your small palms on his chest to push yourself up and kiss his cheek. 

“Ahh! They’re so cute!!” the emcees cooed.

You pushed yourself up to a sitting position, getting out of bed, pulling Johnny with you. 

“Let’s make breakfast!”

Johnny could only smile at you dumbly, following you to the kitchen. 

You pressed your back against the counter as you looked up at Johnny with a flirty smile, “what should we make, John?”

Johnny felt like his heart would combust. If only there weren’t any cameras placed in his house, he would’ve kissed the hell out of you. 

“Pancakes?” he suggests. 

You nodded, turning around to open the cabinet above you to grab the pancake mix. You tip-toed, trying your hardest to reach for the box, but it was hard- especially when Johnny would purposely place everything on the highest shelf. 

You didn’t bother asking Johnny for help, knowing he enjoys watching you suffer, finding it cute. You also know that he would end up pressing against your back, reaching the box of pancakes mix for you. 

The emcees gasped when they saw your husband reach from behind, pressing his body against your back. They expect you to freeze on the spot with red cheeks, but they were met with you moving away from Johnny to slap his butt.

The emcees let out a disappointed sigh, “I guess y/n isn’t very affectionate?” they ask Johnny. 

“She usually is,” Johnny laughs, “but she’s cheeky too. It’s adorable.”

+Episode 5

The scene started with the both of you outside, holding hands quietly. 

“Okay, come on, break is over, let’s continue,” says your husband as he got ready to start running. 

You whine, letting go of your husband’s hand to run with him. You tried your best to match his pace, but you always end up a few meters behind him. 

He looked back at your tired form. You were slouching and had a pained expression on your face. A chuckle left his lips as he jogged on the spot, waiting for you to reach him. 

The emcees were curious, it seems like he was forcing you to exercise with him. 

“Ah,” Johnny laughs, “y/n has told me how she wants to lose weight,” he explains, “but her way of losing weight is really unhealthy, so I make her go on a run with me.”

“What was her way of losing weight?”

“She would starve herself for weeks in order to lose weight,” Johnny clarify. 

“Many of us do that,” they tell him. 

Johnny nodded, “It hurts me not to see her eating, at one point we got into a huge fight because she didn’t eat for 3 days straight. So, I made a promise with y/n.”

Once you reached your husband, you pressed the palms of your hands against your knees, panting heavily. “I hate this, I hate you.”

Johnny threw his head back as he laughed at you. His hand stroking your back comfortingly. 

“Just a little more, then we can get food,” he tells you. 

He waits for you until you were breathing normally. 

“Better?” he asks you, scanning your face. 

You shook your head, “no, I don’t wanna do this.”

Johnny sighs at your words, “we can stop now, but you can only get healthy food later.”

You jut your lips out, persuading your husband to give you a chance. 

Johnny stares at you with a straight face. 

“Just for today~,” you say cutely. When you notice Johnny wasn’t giving any reaction, you reach for his arm, tugging on his arm, letting out cute noises. “Today is our cheat day, please Johnny?” 

You pout, giving your best puppy eyes. You tiptoed to press a quick kiss on his lips, and that was when Johnny broke down and let out a groan. 

“You will be the death of me,”

The emcees let out a roar of laughter. 

The scene changed to the both of you in 7/11. 

You had a sandwich and ramen noddle in your hands. You reached out to grab a bottle of water while Johnny was trying to find his favourite snack. 

You walked up to the cashier to place the items down, waiting for Johnny to pay. The cashier suddenly spoke to you in Korean as you look up at them in surprise. 

“Ah,” you start. You bit your lip, unsure of what to reply. “I don’t speak Korean.”

“Oh, y/n doesn’t speak Korean?” the emcees ask Johnny, surprised since both of you were living in Korea.

Johnny shake his head, “she knows basic words, but it’s hard for her to speak in full sentences.”

You notice that the cashier doesn’t understand you either. 

Turning around, you call for your husband. Johnny’s head peeked out from the shelves.

“yeah?”

“Uh, I need help,” you say awkwardly. 

Your husband trudges towards you without hesitation. You watch as your husband converses in Korean with the cashier. He suddenly fishes out his wallet to pay for the food the both of you have bought. 

+Episode 9

The both of you were sitting on the floor, game controllers in hands, playing Fortnite. 

Truthfully, you weren’t very good in Fortnite, but your husband enjoys playing games so you would join him. 

A little yelp left your lips when you saw a character, near you. “oh my god, babe, save me!” you yell out, running away from the character who was trying to save you. 

Johnny didn’t respond to you, too focused on gaming.

“Johnny! Oh my god, help me!” 

One of your hand to leave the console to tap on your husband’s thigh. 

“Wait, wait, I’m still looting,” he tells you. 

“Nooooo,” you whine, “come save me— nevermind, I died.”

Johnny didn’t respond to whatever you said— it’s not like he heard you anyways. Your significant other continued playing the game without you. 

You sulk when your lover didn’t pay attention to you. You thought he would leave the game so the both of you could restart and play together.

You got up from your sitting position to go to the kitchen to make some coffee. 

Johnny quickly glanced at you when you left his side, then going back to the television that was still playing. 

Should he stop playing to comfort you? It would be a waste if he left the game since he was so close to winning. There was only 1 person left. He decided to continue playing until he won.

“Ah, why didn’t you comfort y/n?” asked the emcees, upset with his behaviour. Johnny could only laugh awkwardly.

When the words displayed ‘WINNER’ on the screen, Johnny immediately got up and ambled to you. 

“Babe,” he called, not getting any response for you. 

Johnny bit back a smile when he saw you stirring the cup of coffee. He walked up to you, his hands going to your waist. He was about to rest his chin on your shoulder, but you walked away from him to sit on the dining table.

“Is this a fight we’re about to witness?” the emcees ask. 

Johnny shook his head, “this happens all the time— whenever I would ignore y/n while I play a game,”

“Are you mad?” Johnny asks you, resting his butt on the dining table, knowing you hated it when he does that. 

He pouted when he didn’t get any reaction from you. 

“Babe, I’m sorry,” he apologizes, “we can play again, I’ll save you this time,” he suggests, tugging on your hand. 

You look up to glare at him, “I don’t wanna play with you, you made me sad.”

Johnny wanted to giggle at how cute you were being. 

“What’s that?” he asks, stretching his body to see what was in the mug, “oh, coffee, can I have some?”

Before you could even answer, he was already reaching for your cup of coffee and drinking almost half of it.

“Johnny,” you whine, pulling his arm to stop him from finishing your drink. 

The emcees tilt their head, “you shouldn’t have done that, Johnny-ya”

“That was my drink,” you tell him angrily, snatching the mug from him when he pulled it away from his lips. He chuckle at you when you stood up, placing your cup in the sink before stomping into your shared room.

“Wait, why are you still smiling when you made your wife angry, Mr Suh?” the emcees interrupted the video.

The attention was on Johnny. He chuckles, “I just like messing with her, she just looked so adorable.”

“I wonder how this is going to go down.”

While you were sulking in the bedroom, Johnny decided to make food for you, just to make up to you. 

Leaving you alone for a few hours, he finally finished cooking. He placed your favourite food on a tray, bringing to the bedroom. When he entered the bedroom, you were laying on the bed with your phone in hand. 

When you heard Johnny come in, you turn to see him standing at the door with a tray filled with food, a cheeky smile plastered on his lips. 

“Dummy,” you mumble. 

Johnny walked up to you, placing the food on the white sheets. 

“Spill it and I’ll kill you,” you warn him, reaching out to grab the tray carefully.

+Episode 12

The scene started with the both of you walking into a blue building. Both of you started walking around the familiar place. 

“Ikea?”

You grabbed a toy monkey and showed your husband. 

“Can we get this?” you ask him, playing with the hands. 

He grimaced at you, “why would you need that when you have me?”

You clicked your tongue but placed the monkey back before skipping to your lover, wrapping your arms around his arm affectionately. 

“Aww, they are so cute!!” the emcees cooed.

Your husband suddenly stopped, looking at a shelf. 

“Is this the one you wanted?” you ask him, looking up at Johnny. Your heart beating faster just by looking at his side profile. 

He nodded, “I think it’s the right size?” 

“What if it’s the wrong length?” you ask him.

“Then I blame you,” he jokes. 

You roll your eyes at your husband. “should we get this, then?”

Johnny hummed, nodding his chin towards the cardboard, “help me get it, babe.”

You didn’t think much of it and agreed to take the shelf that was in the cardboard. You tiptoed, reaching for the box. You slowly pull out the long box, letting out a groan when you realised how heavy it is. 

“you did that on purpose, didn’t you?” the emcees asked. 

After a couple of episodes, the emcees seem to realise Johnny’s behaviour around you. 

Johnny nodded, letting out a laugh, “I like being there to help her, and tease her at the same time,”

“Johnny— help me,” you groan, pulling the box on your shoulder, thinking it would balance you. 

From behind, Johnny didn’t budge from his position. He was content on watching you cutely carry the huge box. But when he saw you almost drop the box, his eyes widen and quickly reach out to carry the box. 

You didn’t realise Johnny’s intention and pull away from the weight. You exhale, “that was heavy,” you say. 

“A little,” your husband shrug as if it was nothing. 

You noticed how his muscles flex and how he was letting out puffs of air. 

“Should I get a cart?” you ask him, feeling bad that he was carrying everything on his own. 

Johnny shook his head, “It’s fine, we’re near the cashier anyway.”

The video cut to the both of you queuing up for food. Johnny was standing behind you with the trolley. 

“What are you getting?” you ask him, your eyes not leaving the menu. 

“I don’t know,” he shrugs, “maybe fish&chips?” 

“Okay,”

When it was your turn to order, Johnny started ordering multiple dishes, making you look up at him in surprise. Your hands pinch his waist a little, getting his attention. 

“Why did you order so much? We’re not going to finish all that!” You exclaim. 

Johnny didn’t answer you, instead, he grabbed the food and placed it on the tray. 

“I’ll finish it all, baby,” he scrunches his nose, before leaning down to quickly kiss your cheeks before finding a place to sit. 

+Episode 14

The scene started with both of you sleeping on your shared bed. You had your head rested on Johnny’s chest, while Johnny rests his cheek on the top of your head, his arm wrapped around your waist protectively.

The emcees noticed that you had your whole body covered with a blanket up to your nose. 

“Isn’t it hot?” they ask. 

“It was raining at night,” Johnny pointed out, “and y/n is really sensitive to the cold,”

Johnny was the first one to wake up. Fluttering his eyes open, he blinked multiple times before lifting his head, stretching his arms out to reach for his phone. 

“Ah, it’s almost 1pm,” Johnny mumbles to himself. 

“What?! Do you guys usually wake up that late?” the emcees asks him. 

Johnny shook his head, “one of our friends had a birthday party the day before and we reached home at about 4am,” he explains.

“4am?!”

He chuckles, “yeah. y/n and I are usually morning people, but that day, that day was just a lazy day,”

Putting his phone down, he let out a tired sigh. He laid on his back but kept one of his arms under your head for comfort. 

He was staring at the ceiling for a few minutes before tilting his head down to stare at you. 

The camera zoomed in to see him staring at you with a stupid smile on his face. His hand went up to stroke your head. He slowly leaned down to press a soft kiss on the crown of your head. 

The emcees started going crazy, some letting cooing, some letting out screams at how cute he was being. 

“You’re crazy for her! It’s adorable!” they all say. Johnny can only smile shyly. 

You finally woke up after napping for a while more. Your hands turning into fists to rub at your eyes tiredly. 

Johnny beams at you, “good morning.”

You only let out a whine, throwing your arms across his chest, hiding your face in his neck. 

Johnny let out a roar of laughter, his arms that were previously giving your support went up to stroke your back lovingly. 

“Come, let’s get up,” he says softly, his fingers reaching out to play with the ends of your hair. 

“I’m so tired,” you mumble against his neck, sighing. 

“I know, babe, but we can’t stay in bed all day,” he tells you. 

He was right, you couldn’t just stay in bed all day, it won’t be good content for the show you were in. 

The scene then cut to you sitting on the floor, in between your husband’s legs while Johnny was sitting on the couch, playing with your hair. 

The both of you were watching a Korean drama. It was quite intense, so the both of you did not say a word to each other. Both of your mouths were wide open as you focused on the show.

The emcees laughed at both your faces.

Johnny soon got bored and focused on braiding your hair. He didn’t realise that you had started crying because of the sad scene playing. 

“Oh, oh, isn’t she crying?” the emcees asked. 

“I didn’t realise,” he laughs awkwardly.

Johnny continued braiding your hair. He noticed how your shoulders started shaking and the sniffles coming from you. He let go of your hair and leaned down to your side to see tears streaming down your face. 

At first, he was confused. Why did you cry? Did he pull your hair too hard? Did he do something that made you unhappy?

It took him a while for him to realise the reason you were crying was because of the drama playing. He pulled away from you and started laughing at you. 

He got out from the couch to slide down next to you, pulling your head into his chest. 

“Aw, is my baby crying?” he said in a baby voice, stroking your head fondly. 

It took you a few moments for the tears to stop. You pout at your husband as he cups your face, “it was so sad.”

He pats your head, “I know, you’re a cry baby,”

+Episode 20

You were putting on make-up, getting ready for a special occasion. You stood up from the dressing table, showing off the elegant dress you were wearing. 

“Woah! y/n looks so pretty, what was the occasion?”

You grabbed a denim jacket that was laying on the bed, putting it on since it was cold outside. 

“Babe, are you ready?” you hear Johnny shout from the living room. 

You didn’t answer him, instead, you left the room, not forgetting to grab your bag along the way. When he saw you, he couldn’t help but admire you. 

He squealed like a little boy, “It feels like I fell in love with you all over again,”

You gave him a weird look before slapping his stomach, “shut up,”

You left to grab your heels, but Johnny stood in place, awestruck by your beauty. 

His hand covering his mouth as he shook his head, “I can’t believe I married the prettiest woman on earth!” he shouts, a grin forming on his face. 

You turn to look at your dumb husband, “stop being weird!!” you whine, “and put on your shoes, let’s go!!”

“y/n actually brought me out on a date,” Johnny explained. “We actually haven’t gone out on a date after we got married,”

“Woah, seriously?” they ask, “and it has been almost 8 months since you got married?”

Johnny nodded.

You had brought Johnny to your favourite Chinese restaurant. 

The both of you made small talk, and some point, Johnny had reached out for your hands from across the table, holding it lightly, he would stroke the back of your hand affectionately from time to time. 

When the food arrived, the both of you started digging in. 

“I’m so full,” you huff, rubbing your stomach. 

“Should we get the fortune cookie?” asked your husband. 

You nodded. 

Your heart felt like it was ready to combust, your palms started sweating at the thought of Johnny finally finding out the secret you were keeping. 

“Why does she look so nervous?”

Johnny grabbed the fortune cookie excitedly. He quickly cracked his open, reading out his fortune. 

He didn’t say it out loud, but you already knew what it said. 

“What does yours say?” you ask nervously. 

He frowns at the piece of paper. “Daddy,”

“Oh?” the emcees say, surprised.

His eyebrows furrowed at the weird fortune but quickly put it away, looking up at you with shining eyes. 

“What does yours say?” he asks you. 

You shrug, “I haven’t opened it yet,” you mumble softly. Your fingers crack open the cookie, taking out the piece of paper in the cookie. 

“Well? What does it say, babe?” he asks again excitedly. 

You gulp. “it says I’m pregnant.”

The emcees scream in happiness and in shock.

Johnny fell silent, “what?”

“It says I’m pregnant,” you repeat again. You felt nervous at his lack of reaction. 

He frowns, “this is not funny, y/n. what does it really say?”

You showed him the small piece of paper that you were holding. True enough, the paper did say ‘I’m pregnant’. 

He looked up at you then back at the paper, then back at you again. “what?” he whispers. 

“I’m pregnant,” you confess, “surprise?” you mutter awkwardly. 

“Is-is this a prank?”

You smile, shaking your head, “it’s not a prank, baby.”

“There was a reason why I actually brought him out for a real date,” you tell, looking straight in the camera. “we have been trying for a baby for a while now, and Johnny has been wanting to have one for a long time,” you explain, letting out a small laugh. 

“I went to the restaurant to request a personal fortune cookie and told them my plan and everything- thankfully they agreed!” you say.

“oh my god,” Johnny gasps, “r-really? This is not a joke?”

You crack up at your husband, “why would this be a joke?”

Johnny suddenly stood up, you stand up with him. He walks closer to you, holding your arms. 

“I love you so much right now,” was the last thing he said before he pressed his lips on yours. 

You couldn’t help but grin, resulting in him kissing your teeth instead. 

Johnny pull away, pouting at you, “how long?”

“3 weeks, you big baby,” your hands going up to squeeze his cheeks.

“I literally love you so much,” Johnny express, “you make me so happy, baby.”

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You held Johnny hands tightly as the both of you look in the camera. 

“Were you surprised, Johnny?”

Johnny nodded, “very.”

You snort at his words. 

“I didn’t think much of it at first, then when y/n said she was pregnant, I thought it was a joke. But I’m so happy right now.”

“How long have you been pregnant right now?”

“A little more than 14 weeks!” you tell them, beaming at the camera. You stood up to show the little bump in your stomach. 

“Do you know the gender of the baby?”

You looked up at Johnny before looking back in the camera, “we wanted to keep it a surprise!”

“How do you feel right now, Johnny?”

He hum, “I think, like every other dad out there, I am excited. I can’t wait to meet my newborn and spend all my time with them,” 

Johnny reached out to stroke your belly. 

“However, we don’t want our child to be exposed to the world we live in,” Johnny continued. 

You nodded at your husband’s words, “A world where he or she will live with cameras everywhere,” you explain further. 

“So, we want to thank the cast of this show, and our fans who have shown endless support to both y/n and I,” Johnny says, “y/n and I have decided to leave the show and start focusing on us and our future child,”

“It’s a shame really,” you continued, “it was really fun filming for the show.”

Johnny nodded in agreement, “hopefully our fans can respect our decision and continue supporting us regardless.”

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