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naehoonx · 1 month ago

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" freckles " - bkdk [ series pt. 1 ]

→ SUMMARY: freckles on his cheek, a smile so bright that even the sun became jealous and a heart so full of love ... but not for him. that love was never meant for him.

→ GENRE: adult bakugou; adult deku; angst; heartbreak; one sided love; second chances; deep talk; drama; romance; smut; fluff.

→ RATING: 18+

→ CHAPTER 2

→ NOTE: after writing the oneshot i decided to turn it into a series. so please before reading this chapter make sure to read the oneshot. you can find it here: " too late ". have fun and lets suffer together. as always, dont claim my work as your own and if you wanna translate it shoot me a message

MHA MASTERLIST ♡.°₊ˎ SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER

the headache was massive when he woke up this morning but that wasnt the only thing which annoyed him. apparently bakugou didnt made it home after the bar hopping with Kirishima and Mina. when he woke up in the morning the red haired boy was laying on top of him while Mina somehow hugged his leg. after a lot of screaming plus letting a small explosion pop off, everyone was wide awake in the tiny bedroom of kirishimas apartment. none of them remembered much of the last night other that bakugou refused to go home alone. at least he knew now how he ended up here with the both of them.

bakugou insisted on using the shower first, after all he had a right to do so after they had been so clingy to him. in the meantime, his friends took care of tidying up the living room. mina just rolled her eyes when she saw the many bottles on the table. Apparently it wasn't enough that they got drunk in the bars. she even found a picture on her phone which showed kirishima clinging to his best friend like his life depended on it. to her defense, it was kinda funny. with a giggle she made sure to never delete that so she could tease them with that.

after they all took turns with showering, Mina was the first one to say goodbye for the day. Even though her head was about to explode, she still had to go about her work. the boys just sat at the kitchen island waving into ther direction but then something tickled at the back of kirishimas mind as he looked at the clock.

"yo ... didnt you promise to meet up with deku for his lunch break?"

still dealing with the immense hangover, bakugou looked lazily into the direction of the clock. he didnt forgot but all this time he was contemplating if he should go or not. he was in no condition to listen to all the yapping of deku, knowing damn well that it would be about ochaco. with tired eyes bakugu grabbed his phone to turn it on, the moment he clicked on the chat with Deku a new message popped up. of course it was from the nerd, its like he knew it that bakugou turned his phone back on.

shitty nerd [11:01am]: so ... i hope our lunchbreak still stands? i mean i understand if you dont want to. shitty nerd [11:05]: ah! its not like i dont want to i just saw the picture mina sent me. it seems like you all got kinda drunk last night so .. maybe you dont want to anymore.

of course mina sent him pictures of last night. bakugou probably lashed out over deku while he was totally drunk.

kacchan [11:07]: dont worry, im coming. i promised remember? shitty nerd [11:07]: really?! then i will wait at the same spot!

it almost mad him sick seeing how happy his childhood friend reacted. after Bakugou put his phone back on the table, he immediately got up to open kirishima's fridge. the red-haired man raised a questioning eyebrow;

"what are you doing?" "making lunch" "cant you just buy something?" "no or he will know i wasnt at home last night."

rolling his eyes kirishima placed his head on the kitchen islands counter. sometimes those two were unbelievable for him "you act like a married couple do you know that?"

as a respond bakugou just snorts as he emptied the fridge to get to work. he doesnt care how the two of them looked like, because it wasnt real. none of it was real. knowing that he still went out of his way to make izuku a lunchbox too. an hour and a stolen fresh shirt of kirishima later, bakugou sat in his car on the way to UA High. suprisingly no one vomited last night which was a miracle, considering how bad mina was when it came to alcohol. the lunchboxes were carefully secured on the passenger seat as he stopped near the school gates.

His red eyes automatically went to a small bench near the school park. Izuku sat there, alone while he seemed to be waiting for Bakugou. a few students walked past him as they lifted their hands to wave into his direction. seeing that izuku tilted his head a bit to the side as he showed them a big smile. at the same time bakugous brow started to twitch as his hand clutched the shirt near his chest.

that damn smile. making his heart pound for no reason at all. he knew he needed to stop, he knew it too well but he couldnt. no matter how hard bakugou tried, whenever he saw that smile his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. all the words he wanted to say start to bubble up inside his throat, luckily he was able to push them down again as he grabbed the luchboxes and got out of the car.

outside, the voices of the other students only got louder, but they immediately fell silent when they noticed who was crossing the campus. whispering could be heard from every corner. from the beginning, some of the students had spread the rumor that Izuku and Bakugou were dating. oh how wrong they all were about this little tiny information. in the past those rumours or whispers didnt bothered bakugou but now they were. they are a reminder of the stinging pain inside of his chest that izuku would never be his.

the moment izuku tried to pull out his phone to check the time, a lunchbox bumped on the top of his head. curious about that he lifted up his face just to be met with kacchans smile

"food delivery" "you made it .. i was worried for a second" with a much brighter smile he took the lunchbox from kacchans hands.

they both automatically huddled closer to each other on the bench. it was a nice day as the breeze blew through the green leafs over their heads. izuku eyes lit up as he opens the lunchbox only to find his favourite things in there.

"thank you really. I appreciate it that you always bring me lunch but ..." he hesitated for a moment.

kacchan raised one of his eyebrows as he unpacked his chopsticks "what? dont tell me you secretly hate the food i make" "oh god no its not that! its just ... well you remember that i went with Ochaco last night?"

suddenly the grip around kacchans tightened for a second. he has really hoped the conversation wouldnt go into that direction.

"and?" "it went really well you know? we talked a lot and many things came up" ..stop... "she offered to make me food from now on so i said yes. isnt that sweet of her?" ...stop...stop... "uhm also ... there is something else i wanted to tell you" ...stop...stop...dont say it... "we decided ... to give it a try, like .. dating you know?"

suddenly a cracking noise was heard. kacchan didnt noticed that he was gripping the chopsticks too tight. they broke exactly in the middle. izukus eyes widen as he could see that some pieces of the wood had gotten stuck in kacchans hand. worried he placed a hand on the blondes shoulder, shaking him a bit.

"kacchan? is everything okay? you are hurt. what happened?" ...dont look at me... "oh god you are bleeding ... wait let me just-.."

the moment izuku wanted to grab kacchans hand it got slapped away "dont touch me!" "kacchan ...?"

they both looked at each other, shock was seen in izuku's eyes as he kept looking hat his childhood friend. at the same time the pain inside of kacchans chest became unbearable, his heart kept stinging while his head kept repeating the words he just heard. dating. they are dating. how ridiculous. izuku dating a girl, someone who wasnt him. that didnt sit right with kacchan. without a word he grabbed the lunchbox from izuku's lap before he stood up from the bench.

"hey! kacchan whats gotten into you all of a sudden?" izuku tried to grab kacchans wrist but failed miserably. the expression of kacchan was cold as he turned around, looking straight into izukus face.

"why dont you ask your girlfriend for food. im sure she will be so delighted to bring it to you." his words were rather a scoff. overall he was good in hiding what he really felt at that moment. instead of fighting back izuku just stared at him, eyes filled with worry and concern.

before he would break down under that stare kacchan snorts for a moment before turning around. luckily he parked his car nearby and to his suprise izuku didnt chased after him. at his car he threw the lunchboxes back on the passenger seat before he got in himself. a last glance into the direction of the school confirmed it again that izuku, indeed, didnt ran after him. it was pointless, he wasnt special anymore. at least not for izuku, that boy found his special person. totally ignoring who was in front of him all this time.

"fuck!.." with the palms of his hands he hits agains the steering wheel. it was just too much, this whole situation made his head throb even more in pain.

suddenly getting a drink in broad daylight didnt sounded so bad. it was also his day off so no consequences right? with a heavy sigh kacchan starts the engine of his car, driving to the nearest bar he could find. by now he was willing to do anything to make that stinging feeling stop inside its chest. otherwise he would surely go crazy.

#bnha #bakudeku #bkdk #bakugou x deku #bakugou x izuku #my hero academia #mha #izuku midoriya #ochaco uraraka #boku no hero academia #BNHA #fanfic #bakudeku fanfic #katsudeku fic #bkdk fanfic #bkdk angst #bkdk drama #mha bkdk #bnha bkdk

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kittynugg · 1 month ago

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people like aus right hey guys im making oone i think

okay so i know i mentioned a streamer!ford au before and one person displayed excitement about it (two actually but one of them ive just been pestering with headcanons via anon so i dooont think they know who i am?? hi its gf anon if you're reading this 😭)

anywqay yeah ive been having so many ideas for this so if anyone would be interested i might start writing a little oneshot for it because i cant draw for the life of me not full body drawings or ford so if anyone would be interested in a fic of like maybe ford's first youtube video or some shit i'd be happy to make an attempt and i'd be happy to work with one of the very talented artists of this community if any of you would enjoy drawing for this au or teaching me how to draw for myself i mean whaaaaaat uhh who said tthat hhaha

here's the first post i made about it i think, also with a more serious idea which i'll also link here because i think its REALLY cool and i dont want to not write it so it needs ATTENTION its such a good idea i swear guys

p.s. reblog this if you wanna see more, just for the sake of like spreading it around yk so i can see how many people are interested

#gravity falls #gf #gf ford #gravity falls ford #grunkle ford #ford pines #stanford pines #ford gravity falls #grunkle ford gravity falls #gravity falls au #gf au #streamer!ford #streamer!ford au #sorry im tired ive started going to bed an hour earlier and waking up four hours later than usual fsr 10 hours of sleep is worse than fucki #five hours of sleep dont know whats u[p with that but yeah i did type this out in like three minutes because the people must know of my aus #au will not have any ship content if that isnt apparent #because aroace ford is my livelihood

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littencloud9 · 8 months ago

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how did you fall in love with kunichuu and also what do you think the Mafia and ADA's initial reactions are when they find out the 2 of them are together

AND ALSO

how do you think they decided to move in together

YAYY HI!!

i cant really remember but the process went kind of like: did it out of spite. saw some good ass fanart. read some good ass fics. made a few posts talking about their potential. thought to myself hey, let’s write a little oneshot perhaps. escalated DRASTICALLY. now im stuck here forever

the ADA would be more surprised about them getting together if they werent so painfully obvious about crushing on each other. chuuya sends gifts to the office all the time. when they have joint meetings kunikida is like yes :) i agree with chuuya :) so true :). so they’re not shocked or anything but they DID have a betting pool (ranpo won. cue the boos)

on the mafia’s side, i dont think chuuya would explicitly tell anyone at first. kouyou picks up on it because she knows him well and is of course wary at first, but she knows chuuya is clever and can make their own decisions so she lets it be. tachihara finds out when chuuya clocks in to work with a hickey on full display, so he tells gin who tells higuchi who tells the entire place. no one’s gonna question The Executive Nakahara Chuuya about it but i like to think akutagawa slipped in a little ‘happy for you’ when they were on a mission together!!

moving in together: kunikida and kenji living together makes too much sense to me so either chuuya moves in the dorms or kenji goes to someone else before kunikida moves in with chuuya. for the latter, i like to think it was just too many sleepovers happening before chuuya finally mustered up the courage to ask. by that i mean they had their face buried in kunikida’s shoulders while mumbling ‘if you. stay. theres already a drawer of your things here. 🙄 if you wanna. stay forever. whatever’ and kunikida laughs and accepts

#spinning around my room giggling I LOVE THEM!!!! thank you for indulging meee #bsd #kunichuu #asks #ness <3

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cupoftaae · 2 years ago

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Forever And A Day (KTH x READER) series ♡ sunrise in versailles (part 2) (chapter 14)

Summary: your lifelong friend is forced to face his true feelings for you once he breaks the number one rule of becoming friends with benefits: dont fall in love. He knows he loves you, but you on the other hand need more convincing of the most important thing: the right decision.

Genre: fwb. Roommates, friends to idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, the whole 9 yards tbh.

Pairing: taehyung x female!reader

rating: 18+ (minors dni!!!)

word count- 7k (pretty long 4 me!)

warnings- this chapter was really emotional for me to write, theres content warnings that go beyond the usual. If you are sensitive to certain topics and feel that reading stories triggers you, please don't read this. beside from that, theres swearing, smut, drinking, angst. this is a long one.....pls dont hate me after this

a/n- Hi sweethearts ahhh ive been slacking with my content and I apologize, i am working on a drabble/oneshot for you guys and its pretty long, I tend to get distracted easily so its taking longer than expected, hate to neglect my current story. Hope u enjoy! -Nini

"go stand over there"

You embarrassingly looked back at your boyfriend, his large camera in his hand as he pointed you over to a statue

"noo"

"just do it, cmon you look cute" he smiled and teasingly pushed you over before holding his camera up. "smile"

You fixed your hair and your hat, smiling brightly as taehyung took your photo. "You look beautiful" he chuckled, reviewing the picture. "definitely the prettiest artwork here"

"shut up" you nudged him, hiding your face in his chest before you began walking around the museum again.

Your hands were locked in together, eyes widening at every amazing piece of art you came across. "you know....I wouldnt be surprised if one day your paintings were in here"

"you think?" he smiled, amused

"mhm, no doubt."

He kissed your temple, hand now resting on the small of your back before weaving your way through a small crowd.

"I am already thinking of my next piece, you know?"

You raised an eyebrow, giggling "yeah? what is it?"

Taehyung laughed, spinning around to look back at you, "thats for me to know and you to find out"

"oh here we go..." you roll your eyes, laughing at the boys antics.

You had to admit, so far things were perfect. The only thing you had to focus on was Taehyung and Paris, to say you were content was an understatement.

"so...I was thinkingggg" he dragged out his words, eyes glancing to you as you walked into a room full of naked statues

"yes?"

"tonight. dinner, you and me, La Veranda's"

You blush, circling around the exhibit "am I supposed to know what La Veranda's is?"

Taehyung circles and meets you around one of the statues, a cheeky smile apparent. "La Veranda, its a restaurant not too far from the hotel. my treat"

"hmm" you took one of his hands "sound fun to me"

"just because im paying?"

"no!" you giggle, tapping his shoulder "I wanna have fun with you, it sounds good, even if Im not the biggest fan of french cuisine."

"oh we will have fun alright"

"okay bye" you jokingly turned away and walked into another room, small laughs heard behind you as taehyung caught up. "Im teasing, yes it sounds really good, thank you angel" you pressed a peck to his cheek, hands entwining once more.

"mm" he groaned, not satisfied with such a small kiss, his other hand tilting your head back to meet his lips.

"ever had Museum sex?"

"are you like permanently horny?" you giggled, pushing away and making sure no one heard.

"well yes, and so are you, so shut up" he smirked, "and sex isnt taboo here, Paris is like the sex symbol of all countries"

"No one has ever said that"

"theres nude beaches!"

"taehyung thats just Europe, people here are comfortable with themselves" you giggle, shrugging.

"okay but imagine going to a beach, nude, in Korea"

"I dont wanna imagine it, because it doesn't sound appealing. Here or there"

He laughs, taking a picture of a large painting in front of you, "im just saying...."

"saying that its okay to be horny in Versailles?"

"exactlyyy" he finger pointed before linking arms with you. "ready?"

You nod, smiling as you two exit what has to be your 4th museum of the day. You werent expecting this to be as fun as it was, perhaps it was taehyung who made it 10x more enjoyable.

"are you gonna get mad if I grab a beer over there?" he pointed to a small pub that stood along the open street of stores and bakeries, the smell was unimaginably good.

"my love you don't have to be sober just because I am, of course you can grab a drink" you explained, walking across the street with him.

He sighed, "ok but I feel bad, you cant even have coffee?"

"nope" you smile sadly, fidgeting with his hand as you sat in line with him.

His eyes looked around the area until it landed on a bakery, "ok well after this, I'll go over and grab you a hot chocolate and croissant"

"how incredibly french" you giggled, laying your head against his shoulder

"oui" he spoke, beginning to laugh

"oh I didnt know you spoke french" you tease

"theres a lot you dont know, Madam" he spoke in an accent, pulling his wallet out to pay for his beer

Once you two settled, you caught a cab over to Tuileries Garden, where surprisingly there was not many people around. You both sat down on chairs and embraced the warm welcoming sunshine that pressed against your skin.

"shouldve brought sunscreen huh?" you whisper, looking over at taehyung

"mm...I dont burn"

"you said that last summer when we went to the beach with your friends, you cam home looking like a lobster." You hid a giggle, watching him with loving eyes

"nooo" he blushed "that was only that one time, im fine"

"if you say so" you yawned, leaning down in the recliner as you looked up at the sky, beautiful trees surrounding the small hidden area you were in.

Paris was such a stimulating place to be, your mind could be draped away from all the hell youve been stressing out with, for once you felt like you were just living, is this how normal people felt?

Part of you wished this would never end, that you and Taehyung would plant your feet in the ground of this very spot and grow old together in one of the most romantic places in the world. Maybe it was the hot chocolate you had earlier, but this place had healing properties.

Taehyungs eyes stayed glued to your body as you laid, unaware.

He was unable to help the smile that stuck to his face, seeing his best friend, the love of his life, finally look at peace brought a great sense of comfort to him. You looked so beautiful, and he wanted to capture every moment with you for himself. He was greedy, and didnt care.

Without saying anything, he pulled his camera out of his bag and began taking photos of you

"what are you doing?" you giggled, blushing

"youre so pretty, baby" he walked over to your chair, propping himself up at the end of it.

"dont take photos of me right now please" you pout, hiding your face as he comes up and lightly hovers you

"when will you just let me love you, hm?" his voice was soft, humor within it.

"I just dont want my photo taken" you look up at him

"these are for me, no one else." he pressed a kiss to your neck, whispering "I want to just remember everything we do together"

You smiled at his sweetness, a hand coming up to tangle into his hair as you pressed a kiss to his lips, he quickly reciprocated, a small chuckle.

With a swift movement, he got up and pulled you with him, encouraging you to hold onto his back.

"what if I hurt you?" you blush

"youre not gonna, now cmon" he smiled, holding your legs as you climbed to his back. He began walking around as your arms draped around his shoulders, head resting against them.

"taehyung" you hummed, fingers delicatley tracing his shirt

"hm?"

"promise me we will come back here?"

He chuckled, "baby, its our first day-"

"I mean...like...later in life. promise that we will still find time for us?"

He sighed at your words, "of course we will, are you worried that we wont?"

"well, with the baby and stuff...I dont know I guess." you close your eyes "I just dont want things to change"

A sad smile appeared on his face, "things have to change, and they are most definitely going to for us." he paused "doesnt mean its a bad change, not all things are bad, my love....its part of life"

You nodded, kissing his nape gently. "I just love you so much, and I dont want anything to happen to us."

"why do you think something will happen? im here for you, now, tomorrow, next month and forever. you cant ditch me" he smiled.

"I dont know..." you blushed, leaning your head back down as taehyung piggybacked you through the small trail.

There was more you wanted to say, but you had not wanted to worry him. Despite things going well right now, you anticipated the fall, you anticipated when all of this happiness and euphoric excitement would disappear...because it always did. Life was a little too good to be true.

its like you knew something bad was coming, and all you can do is wait.

Taehyung was sitting on the bed, waiting for you to exit the bathroom so you both could head to dinner. He nervously adjusted his shirt, he could laugh at how silly he felt, it was like he was a high schooler getting ready for prom or something.

He couldnt explain why, but he had the urge to just spoil you, impress you in anyway he knew how.

His own mind had been plaguing him for a while now, that perhaps once the baby arrives, you will realize hes not fit for it, and leave.

So here he was, offering every limb he had to bend over backwards for anything you wanted. Taehyung would give up everything just to keep you, and he hoped you saw it.

"okay, tell me what you think of this one" you exited the bathroom finally, after changing your outfit for the 4th time

He swallowed harshly, his eyes shooting over every part of you

"is it bad?" you whispered, blushing as your hands trailed over the sickly black cocktail dress....definitely something out of your comfort zone, but you bought it before the trip as a surprise for taehyung, you knew he liked to see you wear things like that.

"you look..." he mentally told himself to stop acting creepy "absolutely gorgeous"

You blushed once more, pushing your hair back as you walked closer to him. He couldnt deny the fact that the dress hugged every inch of your skin perfectly, your cleavage was definitely something he'd have to remind himself to not oggle at out in public, he was a gentleman after all...

"you think..?"

He nodded, his cheeks red as he pulled you closer to him, hands resting on your hips before running over your bump, "my love, are you trying to kill me?"

You giggle softly, pressing your hands over his as he looked up at you "you look really handsome, baby" you bit your lip

"thank you but....look at you, god"

You giggle once more, gently sitting on his lap as he kissed your neck and collar bones, "oh and you smell good?" his nose inhaled the scent of your skin, a sense of desire coursing through you at his touch. "people are gonna see us out in public and wonder what a pretty girl like you is doing with me" he teased, mouth kissing over your low chest line.

"taehyung" you whisper, hands gently stopping him. "If we dont leave now I dont think we will be able to stop ourselves"

He laughed, "im sorry y/n, youre right." he gently stood, holding your hand, "stand here for me" he pointed to in front of the mirror as he grabbed his camera and stood behind you, his free hand on your bump as he captured the reflection.

"lets go, sweet girl" he pecked your lips before heading out the hotel room with you.

You didnt know it yet, but tonight would be one of the best nights youve had in your life.

"I am most certainly not eating snail...knock yourself out" you laughed, passing over the plate to your boyfriend who eagerly took a piece and sniffed it

"its escargo, to be technical" he corrected, popping it in his mouth and nodding.

"same thing, thats so gross" you whisper, looking away

The atmosphere of the restaurant was quiet and peaceful, it was late now and so the beautiful string lights hung up on the outdoor patio illuminated the area.

"for real though, how is the food?" he smiled, taking a sip of his wine.

"its so good, I am not usually one for french food but this...this is good" you pointed down at your Gratin d’aubergine, which, in simpler terms is just grilled eggplant with melted cheese and tomato sauce, topped with chopped veggies.

Taehyung originally encouraged you to get the same he got, which was the shellfish dish, until you reminded him that pregnant women shouldnt have shellfish.

"how do you know all of this already?" he teased, taking a bite of his food as the candle light in front of you lit up the table.

"lotttts of research, mostly anxiety driven" you chuckle, looking back at him.

He smiled shyly, wiping his mouth and looking at the view of the city, sky now blanketing darkness.

"what are you thinking about?" you rested your head on the palm of your hand

"dunno" he smirked, "just..how you are already doing so good with everything...like you have it all figured out"

You giggle, "you think I have i figured out?"

"well I mean, you know all this stuff about the baby and, here I was, about to feed you fish like an idiot" he exhaled

"hey.." you reached out to hold his hand over the table, soft eyes in his direction. "I dont have a choice, its my body and I need to know how to protect it and shit" you add, "youre not an idiot for not knowing something baby, you are doing so well" you whisper

He blushed and rubbed his thumb against your joined hands, "im really scared"

"and thats perfectly okay...we have time to get comfy before anything happens. I mean, look, you already cleared your room so we could store all the baby stuff in there, you know what your doing my love, im scared too, and im so glad you told me"

"everything happened so quick I feel like I was thrown into a role that I know nothing about. Im excited, like...really excited, but im so worried of messing up" he admits

"hey, messing up is part of life, we all have our ups and downs. we will not be the first parents to probably have a mistake here and there, and we most certainly wont be the last either." your voice was quiet, "and plus...the fact that you even care right now is more than enough."

He nodded gently, squeezing your hand as the waitress came over and asked for our ideas on dessert, you spoke to her as taehyung watched, his eyes tracing every inch of you carefully, so desperatley wishing he could climb into your mind and figure out everything you ever wanted, so he could provide that to you.

The way your hand naturally fell over your stomach as you spoke to the woman made him smile, you were already a great mother, and he only prayed he would fulfill the dad role. He wondered in that moment how your own dad could leave you when you were young. The feelings taehyung has for you but not only your child that isnt even born yet is so incredibly strong, he could never in a million years imagine trading it for some other thing that passes along.

And he assumed you had reservations about taehyung possibly being like your dad, given that your times with men growing up always failed you, he wanted to prove that he was the best. Taehyung was the best. Perhaps it was cocky thinking, but he truly knew you inside and out like no other, even before romantic feelings became involved.

He knows that you like to sleep on the right side of the bed, always, no matter what.

He knows that you have 2 cups of hot coffee every morning, then an iced in the afternoon, and he knows that its always that french vanilla creamer you use as well.

He even knows your showering routine, wash and condition hair, shave, scrub body and rinse, but you always stay in there for an extra 20 minutes as your Spotify shuffles songs.

Hell...he even knows when your damn period is. He downloaded the app for you!

The man knows what you are, who you are, and highly doubts anyone else can do the job.

Your foot gently nudged against his ankle underneath the table, a small smirk on your face brought him back to reality.

"footsies in the french restaurant?" he asked, faking shock

A small giggle escaped your lips, "I ordered dessert"

"hm?"

"creme caramel...I dont know if you are a fan or not-"

"that sounds delicious" he smiled, reaching over to grab your hands as he admired you

"you have a tendency to stare, you know?"

He smiled shyly, "sorry, i'll stop"

"no its cute...I just get embarrassed" you spoke

"embarrassed of what? we've known each other forever and pretty girl still gets shy...."

You hid your face, cheeks bright pink "well yeah....because you look at me like that"

"like what?"

"like you are thinking of not appropriate things" you said matter of factly, looking back at him

"thats cause I am" he smirked, foot rubbing against your calve

You darted your eyes down to the beige table cloth, that familiar arousal sitting in the center of your stomach as you bit your lip amusingly.

He opened his mouth to speak but stopped once the waitress placed the desserts on the table, your eyes grew wide like a little girl in a candy shop unsupervised.

"wait dont dig in yet, I wanna picture" you mumble, pulling your phone out and snapping it

"now whos the one whos photographing everything?"

You giggle, "Stop, dont tell me that doesn't look delicious.."

his eyes looked at you as you put your phone in your purse, "it does"

Once you began eating, you both awed over how flavorful it was, wishing that you knew how to bake better so you could replicate such desserts back in Korea.

"annie bakes" he teased

"do not bring her name up here!" you nudged him, "I dont care if she bakes food, you know what else she bakes? drama! a whole lot of it!" you smile, shaking your head as you went in for another bite

"I know" he nods, drinking his water "we really dont have friends huh?"

"nope" you laughed, looking at him as you sucked on the fork, "we have each other though"

"you're not sick of me yet?" he tilted his head, humor within his voice

"never.."

You guys spent the rest of the night talking and bringing up funny stories and memories as you finished dessert. You do admit that having a glass or two of wine would have been enjoyable, but you could get buzzed of taehyung alone. As you two left the restaurant, it began to rain slightly

"oh shit, I didn't bring jackets" he frowned, standing at the entry of the door as you both watch the rain fall, the pace and heaviness picking up. He wanted to see if there was any stores close so you could grab an umbrella or coverings, but t was already 10pm, so most places were closed for the night.

"we dont need em!" you giggle, running down the steps and into the rain, hair beginning to dampen.

He looked at you in shock for a moment before running after you, a gleam in his eyes as you grabbed his hand, running down the sidewalk together.

"wait!" you laugh, holding onto his shoulder as you lean forward to untie your heel laces, sliding the shoes off and holding them so you could begin to run again.

It was just like a movie, you felt so much joy in that moment that you didnt even care you were soaked, the fullness feeling in your stomach from how much you ate now an afterthought.

The wide street was empty, most people ran indoors for cover while you pulled him close, he gasped softly and kissed you, rain beginning to pick up even more so.

You laughed against his lips, "i love you"

"I love you too" he spun you around before beginning to run again, at this point, both of you were drenched without a care in the world.

"im having so much fun!" you yell over the loud ambience of the water pouring, he squeezed your hand and nodded, keeping up with your pace "me too!"

It was like you both had transported back to the age of 14, when there were a few times you both would run home after school in the rain.

He hasnt seen you so happy in so long, he didnt want this to end.

"baby we should call a cab!" you lean into his ear, moving damp hair out of your face

"mm" he nodded, ignoring what you said, standing under an overhead of a closed building as he pulled you closer, lips connecting again.

Your arms draped over his shoulders as you quite literally made out in public. If someone saw, you didnt care.

His lips attacked that sensitive spot on your neck, making you gasp softly, eyes fluttering shut before hands grabbed onto his shirt.

"l-lets go back to the room" you managed to mutter, lips on his once more as your tongues met.

when in France, you french kiss, right?

"good idea" he mumbled against your mouth before reluctantly pulling away to grab his phone that luckily was tucked safely in his dry bag.

He called a taxi and waited with you until it arrived.

Climbing into the backseat, you quickly told the driver the address to the hotel and paid him in advance, shutting the door behind you.

The driver nodded and began to drive, the dark atmosphere of the car only tempted taehyung more so, his hand climbing to your inner thigh as you kissed in the back seat, your own hands roaming over him as well.

You were compelled to press sweet kisses all over the boys face, noticing even in the dark, that your lipstick made its marks.

It felt like it took forever to get back, but he was the first one out, almost dragging you out the cab behind him.

You made sure to thank the driver again as you rushed inside, the two of you giggling like little kids while running through the lobby.

"where the key?" you whisper in the elevator, hands digging into his bag

"bottom pocket, left side zipper" he looked down, watching you find it and take it out.

Wandering the hall, you both shushed eachother "we are being way too loud" you whisper, giggling at his sarcastic face as he pulled you into the doorway of your room.

"i dont care" he shrugged, pulling you in and shutting the door.

The room's AC was on, goosebumps quickly scattering over your skin as you exhaled, a smile on your face as you followed him over to the bed.

Taehyung smiled as well, dropping his back and shoes in the corner of the room before slowly coming over, leaning down to kiss you again. "mm...you still taste like caramel"

You giggled, "baby look in the mirror" you pointed him away as he caught a glance of his reflection, your lipstick marks covering his cheeks, nose, forehead and lips. "jesus christ" he mumbled, smirking

"what did you do to me?" he teased, coming back to the bed as you laughed, holding your stomach. "oh its funny?" he giggled, gently crawling over you and shutting you up with another kiss, which deepened quickly.

"yknow..." he began "took a lot in me to not touch you at that resteraunt"

His confession made you blush, your hands already working on unbuttoning his white shirt, now completely drenched in rain. "yeah?"

"mm" he kissed your neck, sucking on the skin as he assisted you by taking his own shirt off, tossing it somewhere off the bed.

"very respectful.." you mumble, now trying to undo his pants, eyes connected to his.

"you dont even realize how fucking sexy you are" he spoke, tossing away his pants as well before he was left in just his boxers...now it was his turn to begin to undress you.

The soft, beige pale light illuminated the room, glowing on taehyungs tan skin, something that you noticed quickly. "im not that sexy" you blush, his hand slowly and gently pushing the straps of your dress off your shoulders, so careful, almost as if he would break you.

"oh but you are, baby...god look at you"

He pulled down the dress, taking it off of you and being more gentle when he put it away, knowing it was expensive. His eyes widened at your red lingerie you had on beneath, the lace catching his attention. "is this for me?" he giggled, "so honored" he kissed you deeply before trailing his lips to your neck and chest.

You blushed again as you watched him make his way down to your stomach, stopping for a moment to press kisses all over your bump. You know he saw the stretch marks, something you had grown self conscious about, but he didn't say anything, instead he continued to touch you like glass, moving in ways that brought you love and comfort. "dont take the bra off, I wanna watch you cum in it"

You felt your body heat up at his sudden vulgar words, "o-okay" you whispered, glancing back down at him as he tried to move closer to your center. His hands gently pried open your thighs more, lips attaching to the inner skin quickly."wait...baby" you exhale, making him stop.

"hm?"

"You dont need to do that, im ready, just please...." you hated how needy you sounded, but it was true. You didnt need him to do anything extra other than just make love to you, you were desperate for that connection, desperate for the intimacy and close faces.

"are you sure...?" he seemed confused, eyebrows raised as his hand lightly grazed over your clothed slit, thumb slightly pressing onto your clit making you gasp

"yeah...uh, yeah, im sure" you mumble, shyly.

He smirked, pressed one last kiss to your navel before crawling back up to your face, his hands fidgeted with his own boxers before sliding them off, his cock erect as he stroked himself a few times.

You watched, biting your lip before taking off your own underwear, his gaze on your lower half making you smile.

"oh wow, you are ready" he whispered, two of his fingers gently gliding through your slick, making you whimper,

"please...just, dont tease...." you mumble, arms thrown over his shoulders "I need you so bad"

"i know baby, I know" he leaned down to kiss you when he felt a tear drop from your eye. "did I do something wrong?" he immediately pulled away "what happened my love?"

You shook your head, "I just love you" you were embarrassed again, but didnt care about being vulnerable "dont go" you whisper

Taehyung was a little confused, but chose to simply wipe your eyes, pressing a delicate kiss to your lips as he grasped your hand, "im...im not going anywhere...you have me, im here, forever okay?" he spoke close to your ear. "I love you so much"

"I love you...." you looked at him with sad eyes, obviously more to the emotions than just hormones. "do you want to stop?" he questioned softly

"no, please no"

"okay" he exhaled, kissing you again when you pulled him closer, chests touching.

He dragged his cock through your folds, gathering wetness before beginning to press in. No matter how many times you both have done it, he checked up to your face, "are you okay?"

You gasped at the intrusion, waiting until he bottomed out to speak, "yes....oh.." you laid your head back against the pillow as he carefully grasped a hand on your hip bone, the other entwined with your fingers. Taehyungs head found its cozy spot between your shoulder and ear, kissing the skin as he set a gentle and slow-ish pace, making sure you were okay with it.

Its you, youre you, and he couldnt ask for anything better because it simply doesnt exist. He restrained any instinct to just ruin you and go quicker, knowing that in this moment going slow was what you both needed

"you feel so good" his voice was raspy, any confidence he had was now out the window as he pushed deeper inside, your velvety walls soaking up every inch of his cock perfectly.

"baby..." you moan, eyes closed. It was just maybe one of the prettiest sounds he had ever heard, you were like an angel. How is it possible for one woman to be so perfect in every way?

He felt your fingers dig deeper into his back, your lower body squirming slightly. "here...." he whispered, bunching up a blanket and putting it under you so he could hit a different angle.

When he continued thrusting, you arched your back at the contact. Whatever he was looking for, mission success.

"ahh-...baby, please" you whimper, mouth falling open as your moans filled the hotel room, the sounds of sweaty bodies moving against each other filling your ears.

"so pretty for me huh? always so beautiful, my girl" his voice echoed through your body, mindlessly filling your senses and bringing you out of the earth.

He moved up a bit, pressing his elbows on either side of your head as he leaned down, your faces nearly touching as you cupped his cheeks. "I love you so much, fuck, you treat me so well...." your eyes closed in pleasure, taehyung watching you unravel beneath him was such a pretty sight.

His hand snaked down between your bodies and eagerly rubbed your clit, an entirely different pace from the slow one he used to thrust you into the mattress.

"taehyung!" you tossed your head back, clawing at his skin as you tried your best to keep your moans in. Taehyung dove down to kiss your cleavage, licking a stripe between your breasts.

It took a few more times of his dick dragging into your g-spot before he had you cumming. You moaned into his shoulder, for a moment you believed you would pass out from what might have been the best orgasm you ever had. You definitely loved any sex with Taehyung, but slow and sensual always did it the best for you.

"can you hold out a lil longer baby?" he panted into your neck, continuing to move despite your sensitivity.

"yes..." you spoke, breathless as you grabbed into his hair, kissing his skin as he chased his high.

"ah f-fuck" he groaned, halting his movements as he spilled into you "god baby, i....fuck" Tae whimpered

you immediately pulled him closer to lay on your chest, "love you..."

"love you" he held your hand, both of you catching your breath from what just happened.

"that was really nice" his voice made you open your eyes, looking at him

"it was.." you couldn't help but smile as you watched him begin to pull out, you could feel his semen leaking between your legs. "maybe we should shower..." you giggled tiredly.

After you both cleaned up, you tossed on a new set of bra and underwear, getting back into the comfy bedsheets before he came out of the bathroom not too long after, a new pair of boxers around him.

"dont come into the bed with wet hair, you freak" you joke, watching him smile as he whips his head around like a dog, the water splattering all over the room.

"thanks..." you groan, sinking down further under the covers as he shuts the light off.

"you're so welcome" he climbed under the bedsheets and held you close to him, his gentle smooth skin brushing against yours. "today was really fun"

You smiled, holding him as well. "it was, thank you for everything...like seriously"

He gazed at you lovingly, his hand playing with your semi-damp hair. "you dont have to thank me, you know....I just"

wanna give you my world

"wanna make you happy"

You smiled, tracing his face with your fingers, "i already am"

"yeah?"

"mm" you leaned forward to kiss him, he still tasted like toothpaste after just brushing his teeth but you didnt care.

Once you fell asleep in his arms, he covered you both up more with the blanket as he kissed your temple, "my girl" he whispered, closing his eyes before drifting off.

The next morning

It was still raining, but that didnt stop taehyung from waking up early and heading out while you still laid in bed, sleeping peacfully.

He wanted to surprise you

Taehyung politely spoke to the florist, explaining what he wanted as she went to prepare the flowers for him. He smiled and leaned against the window, watching how the rain gathered in small puddles on the side of the street, car tires splashing into them.

"here you go Monsieur"

He turned to see the bouquet of purple and pink flowers, tied together beautifully with a teal ribbon

"ah! Merci!" he bowed his head, handing her the cash before he exited back to the hotel. He stopped in the lobby and found his way to the food court, which was rather full of business men and women eating breakfast. He smiled, passing by the tables until reaching the large pick and choose food area.

He knew you liked fruit, so he grabbed a Styrofoam container and began putting them into it.

that was your number one craving at the moment, strawberries, so he packed extra, along with a small bagel.

There was no occasion for his sudden desire to show you love, he just felt like it, and thought that maybe you had been dealing with some negative thoughts after seeing your behavior the day prior.

The goal wasnt to get you to talk to him, more so an act of saying "hey, im always here, love you" and shit.

He gathered everything up, including a hot tea, as he got into the elevator. He was nervous of dropping something, mentally praising that your room number wasnt far from where the elevator dropped off.

Placing the container and tea on the floor, he pulled out the key card and opened the door, quickly grabbing them again and walking in. A quick scan of his eyes traced the room to confirm you werent in the small kitchen area.

"whew.." he smiled, putting the flowers and food down onto the counter as he took his shoes off, hanging up his coat that was still wet from the rain.

"baby?" he whispered, walking over to the bedroom.

You werent in bed, and he frowned, looking around as to see where you might be.

"y/n?" he called out softly

When there was no response he frowned, finally walking more into the room and seeing that the bathroom light was on, door closed.

"ah..there you are" he nodded, deciding that he had time to go back out to the kitchen space and set up his little gifts.

He placed a note he wrote to you inside the flowers, opening the fruit up and placing them nicely together. He smiled knowing you would probably yell at him for going and doing this despite there being no occasion.

You hated when he made a fuss about silly things, but thats who taehyung was.

He eagerly sat down at the table and waited for you, anticipating the moment you walk out, however after about 15 minutes he began to get impatient.

Walking back into the room to see that you were still in the bathroom slightly concerned him, "hey..." he spoke up, knocking on the door. "baby? you okay? im back"

there was no response

"you in there?" he asked again, voice louder as he knocked once more. He placed his ear to the door and listened for any signs you were on the other side, a clearing of your throat confirming it for him.

"baby open the door why arent you answering me?" he smiled, "are you mad I left without telling you? I promise it was for a good reason, come on out my love...."

He heard slow shuffling and then heard the door unlock, allowing his access to enter.

He slowly opened the door, pushing on the handle to see you sitting on the floor, back against the tub. You were crying, face red and eyes swollen.

Taehyung quickly entered panic mod "w-whats wrong?" he kneeled in front of you, grabbing your hands as you sobbed, tears soaking your shirt. "y/n please! what happened!!"

You struggled to catch your breath as you closed your eyes, taehyung holding your face in his hands. "I need you to talk to me...please, breathe, explain whats happening so I can help!"

His nerves were growing quickly each moment you remained silent.

With a hiccup, you opened your eyes and spoke, voice trembling.

"i lost the baby..."

you managed to speak before beginning to sob again.

Taehyungs hands fell from your face, his expression changing as he went pale. "what...you what?" he whispered, eyes on you. It wasnt until then when you moved your legs that he noticed that your underwear had been stained with blood, and the towel on the side of the toilet was too.

"oh....oh baby" he whispered, immediately pulling you into his chest as he cried. He felt like he was no longer in his own body at this point, as if this wasn't happening and he was watching it from afar.

Bad things like this dont happen to people like you.

"oh im so sorry my love" he held you tightly as loud sobs wrecked your frame "oh....I dont know what to do, are you...are you sure? we dont know....?" his voice trembled heavily as he gained courage to look back at you

You shook your head, voice quiet, "I just know...I just know" you cried as you looked down to see the blood everywhere, Taehyung quickly pulling you back into his arms. "im so sorry, baby...oh my god im so fucking sorry honey" his hand cradled your head as he slightly swayed back and forth.

He felt helpless, completely defenseless as you sat there in his arms sobbing. What could he possibly do or say to save you from this? how do you go from being on top of the world to falling overnight? its not fair.

"i-i tried to call" you choked out, your hands trembling.

He feels like the worlds biggest fucking loser.

"ah....angel....I left my phone here didnt I? baby...." he cried, trying to hold you again but you pulled back, wincing as your back rested against the wall. "y/n im so sorry, I dont even know what to do..."

You closed your eyes, chest growing tight with grief. "I wanted it so badly" you whispered, "I wanted it.....i really did I promise" you cry

"I know you did baby, I know you did! I wanted it too y/n" he couldnt stand seeing you like this, knowing the amount of pain you were feeling made him physically ill.

"taehyung im sorry" you covered your face before wrapping your arms around yourself defensively, "I dont....I dont know what happened...I woke up and felt sick....I threw up and then started cramping, I thought I was fine but then I saw blood and it just...." you sobbed, banging your fist against the wall "fuck!"

"dont you dare apologize, this isnt your fault, you hear me?" he got close, grabbing your hand "this is not our fault."

"I wanted it" you repeat, hand rubbing over your stomach sadly, still not processing that this was over before it even started. "mommy is sorry...." you whisper

Taehyung feels his heart break into five million pieces, he swallows harshly and wipes his eyes. "you did everything right...I promise....sometimes these things happen, and God, i am so sorry my love, so, so, sorry...." he rubbed your leg.

"i was so excited....I was just accepting it and....its over...its not fair!!" you look at him desperately, knowing theres nothing neither of you can do.

"I know....hey, I know..." he soothed you, his own stomach churning at the sight in front of him. "I shouldnt have left....Im sorry baby" he cried, leaning forward to rest his head on your small bump, tears falling against your skin.

You both stayed like that for a while, taehyung sat up after a bit, red eyes looking at you as you sat, your expression was blank.

You stopped crying. you were absently looking at the wall.

"y/n" he whispered, hand holding your cheek to bring attention back to him

"hm?" your eyes slowly traced back, looking at taehyung.

"l-let me clean you up....get in bed and rest, okay?"

You dont respond, instead you let him carefully strip you from your clothing, watching as he cleaned you with wet towels. He was silently crying while doing so.

He figured you were too tired to get in the bath, so he used a few facecloths and wet wipes to make sure you were clean.

He grabbed a shirt and pants, helping you get dressed as you remained still like a doll.

There was nothing to say.

You lost your baby.

no amount of crying or screaming would return it to you.

Taehyung tossed the towels and dirty clothes aside, standing up and reaching down to help you up as well.

Your body shook as you did so, hands and legs trembling as he held you, whispering "I know....I know....." he kissed your forehead before carrying you out to the room, laying you on the bed. He then noticed the dried blood spot from earlier on the mattress.

He sighed and covered it with the pillows as you sat on the opposite side, blankets being brought up over your body.

He didnt know what to say, so he simply walked back into the bathroom to clean the floor.

He wanted to vomit, the grief struck into his chest was too much for him and as he wiped up blood and dirty laundry, he wept.

You laid in bed, body sore and head pounding. You couldnt sleep, so you didnt try. Your eyes just stayed looking up at the ceiling, silently asking God why this happened to you. You watched taehyung quietly walk out of the bathroom, he made his way to the kitchen without saying a word.

He tossed the laundry in a bin, stopping for a moment while he was alone, breathing shakily.

He looked over at the gifts he set up prior to the incident. The fruit was now turning rotten from being left out in the air. He blew his nose before going and throwing the container away.

The guilt in his chest will eat him alive for the rest of his life.

He should have been here.

Yeah, he may not have been able to stop it, but he couldve sat you through it....

instead, you sat alone and confused on the floor as it happened, trying to call him over and over again.

He exhaled as he grabbed his phone that sat on the counter since early this morning, opening the texts.

my love: hey....where r u? - 6:23am

he frowned, scrolling down

my love : baby please come home, where did u go? - 6:27am

One missed call from "My Love" - 6:30am

He teared up as he read them

My love: taehyung... something is wrong with the baby I think.. please hurry I dont feel good, im scared - 6:38am

He tossed down his phone and took a deep breath before peaking back to the bedroom, he slowly walked in and spoke

"are you okay?"

He knew it was a dumb question, obviously you weren't okay, and wont be for a long time.

You shrugged, watching him before he climbed into the bed beside you.

Your arms welcomed your boyfriend, pulling him closer as he laid his head in your chest. "are you in pain?"

You shook your head, too exhausted to use words.

"can I do anything?" he sniffed, looking at you sadly

You shook your head once more, unable to look down at his face, instead, focusing your eyes at the wall across the room.

Taehyung gave up, settling to just lay and hold and cry and comfort you for however long you needed.

His mind raced back to the night he held you in this exact way, when you admitted you were pregnant.

Same scared feeling, different emotions, different outcome.

What scared him the most is that he really, truly, doesn't know if they will bounce back after this.

Something so.....traumatic.

You missed out on so many adventures and its not fair. No gender reveal, no feeling the baby kicks, no painting the nursery, nothing.....no baby.

It was like you wheel of fortune had been blocked off, now you sat in the road with no ways to turn, no where to go, nothing to say.

How do people move on from this?

They dont.

a/n: sorry....

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penelopecolinb · 6 months ago

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Hi, nat! I became a big fan of POLIN after watching season 3 of BRIDGERTON, and for the past two months, I've been obsessed with everything about Polin and even reading your fanfiction! I don't read English very well, but with the help of a translator, I've been devouring all of your fics these past few weeks! The way you describe Polin’s relationship, Colin's character, and their intimacy is so sexy and mesmerizing, and I feel like this could only be done by you. I especially love the way you describe Colin's possessiveness and obsession, which is never unpleasant, but rather charming, because it shows his purity towards Penelope...

I have so many questions for you since you write such amazing fiction... I don't want to bother you, but if you have time, I'd love for you to answer them!

1. you wrote a fanfiction of Polin before season 3 was released, and I'm curious what it is about this couple that fascinated you! Are you a fan of the original show?

2. i was wondering how you viewed season 3, because despite the fact that your fic was written before season 3 was released, i felt that the Colin from the show and the Colin from your novel were very similar, especially in terms of Colin being insecure about Pen's love and being afraid that he wouldn't be a better man for her, and trying to hold on to her, even having sex with her right after they got engaged! I know that part 2 left fans disappointed in terms of length and other aspects, but do you think the show satisfied you?

3. last but not least...I was actually going to ask you if you'd be willing to release a new ONE SHOT fic during this Bonus Polin Week! Then I read your most recent one, SPARE HEART, and I found out that you're in a difficult situation to write fics. I'm so sad for you, but I hope your situation will turn out the way you want it to be soon. It's a great pain for me to know that my favorite fanfiction author is in a bad situation!

Your fics have given me so much comfort and strength!!! 🥺 I can't wait until you start posting fanfiction again! And I'm Korean, and I just wanted to let you know that in the Korean online community I'm in, there are a lot of compliments and mentions of your fics!! I love you!!! If I'm approved to join Ao3, I promise to leave comments and kudos on your fics in the future 😘😘

oh god my darling, thank you so so so much for this lovely message, my heart is so full 💖💖

i'll be happy to answer any questions you (or anyone else) might have!

yes, i was a casual viewer of the original series. i got into it even more when queen charlotte came out, and then i just started loving the angst of pen overhearing colin say that shit about never courting her. i went into a deep dive on polin ao3 and never came back!

im hesitant to answer any questions about the show because i dont want to be a hater. i didnt like a lot of the decisions the writers made - not just in part 2, but part 1 too. i think i'll leave it at that. i feel that thinking of the many many things that i wasn't satisfied by really overshadowed the few parts of the series i genuinely liked.

oh, bless your heart. thank you so much for your kind words. i'm trying to finish spare heart at the moment, and then i have a oneshot coming up (but not in polin week) for the polin x care for gaza raffle winner. and after that, i do have a few ideas i wanna start on! so hopefully i will be able to write, but probably not as frequently as i do now.

that is so insane to me, that the polin community in korea have an awareness of my fic and talk about it and really like it 😭😭😭😭😭 thank you for sharing that with me! im so so so glad that my fics have such a broad reach. please pass on my thanks to the lovely korean online community you're in!

i hope you, my lovely friend, have a wonderful, wonderful day!

#neulun #ask nat #this message made me emotional #i cant believe people in KOREA know my fics #oh this makes me so so happy you have no idea!!!!!

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lunatic-fandom-space · 1 year ago

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I dont think ive mentioned this at any point but Im actually really obsessed elisabeth but I cant engage with it at all or even think too hard about it without feeling like Im gonna start biting people. like, ive been making a lot of tanz der vampire posts and whenever one of my original posts gets interacted with I go and check the account because Im a freak like that and surprise surprise, people who like that musical also often like elisabeth, theres one account in particular who might even recognize me because its a fairly small fandom, and whenever I look at their account Ive always completely forgotten that they post a lot about elisabeth and I get jumpscared and have to very quickly click away as my heartrate inexplicably spikes for a second. And it really sucks because one time one of the posts I got jumpscared by was this one that pointed out how deaths carriage was also rudolfs bed and I hadnt noticed that and its really neat and I would love to see more posts like that about what is basically my favorite musical ever but I cant. look at them

I think the reason my brain is so weird about letting me enjoy it is that it is rpf and also german in origin. or well its from austria but you know what I mean. And i dont know why because its not like hamilton where all the songs slap but its weirdly patriotic so i dont really wanna watch it in full ever again, not only do all the songs in elisabeth slap but its also not patriotic as a whole, like thats the reason i was able to listen to it almost every day while taking the bus to school for about three months, i couldnt do that if it was weirdly patriotic yknow. Speaking of me listening to the soundtrack almost everday for three months, whenever I would do that I would imagine these elaborate and usually very romantic animatics in my head and thats perfectly fine but god forbid i wanna read a fanfic thats just a non-musical prose version of Die Schatten Werden Länger (Reprise) because like, no offense but what other kind of fanfic could you possibly write about this musical. Or maybe I just lack imagination idk

Also, speaking of the nature of this musical as rpf, because Death is the only character thats not like, real, hes the only character that I can read or write fanfic about, like I found a fic about him intracting with the von Krolocks and I liked it so much that I wrote my own oneshot about him having a weird tender moment with Herbert and I have ideas for like 3 more, which is kinda ironic because hes the character Im the most unwell about for all the obvious reasons and usually when Im this degree of unwell about a character i can hardly stand to even think about them but I guess the fact that I can already barely bring myself to think about the musical hes from kinda cancels that out

#idk what this post is #some personal shit #elisabeth das musical

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darkbluekies · 2 years ago

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Ahh, to see your favourite being Jerry makes me so happy to hear! As she's my Second favourite oc of yours, im just really a huge fan of characters that are tough but actually have a caring side, yet dont know how to express it in any way possible. It's one of my favourite tropes of mine and it's actually pretty adorable too if you think about it ��

Although I have a question, you posted a post (it's pretty old but I'm still curious) about a scenario idea you had, where Jerry and the reader got kidnapped and Jerry broke down being emotional and pleading, are you still thinking of writing a oneshot about the scenario? It's so interesting for me considering I'm also a big fan of angst and people showing their rare sides 😭

Here's the post I mean:

https://www.tumblr.com/darkbluekies/709691397231476736/i-came-up-with-the-best-scenario-for-jerry-jerry

(I apologize if I sent too many asks, I don't wanna tire you much 😔)

Jerry is that special one that will do everything for you even if she tells you that she won't. If you'd say that you like something, you'll find four boxes of it the next day in the kitchen but she swears that she didn't buy it.

i still want to write that very badly, but I don't have the full idea in my head yet!! I only have that part for the moment, but the second i come up with something i will write it down, i promise!!!

#mikyiku

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penguin--person · 10 months ago

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EAT for the fanfic ask meme

ty for the ask!! ask game !! my answers are under the cut bc i dont wanna flood peoples dashes with my swagful words

E: What character do you identify with most? Is there a certain fic of yours that captures these qualities particularly well? i feel like dmitry pafl and my fic cardiomyocytes and connective tissue is an obligatory answer !! though its not as much a dima fic as it is a 'me' fic .. i hold that fic close to me :) i talk about it more here !! i wrote the fic when i was Really getting out of my big depression, like, big time !! when i was happy to be alive, for the first time in ages !! feeling joys never before known 💥and im proud of this fic too :) i think i did well writing it .. another, less obligatory answer, would be buddy from buddy sim 1984 !! theyre just like me frrrr !!! i havent written any fic That Big on them though, ive only written three.. well, 'only', those 3 fics are 12% of all buddy sim fics on ao3 lol i cant act like 3 fics is nothing!!!

A: Of the fanfic you’ve written, which is your favorite and why? this is a hard question.. ive seen some writers say they hate rereading their works, and that Is the case for some fics of mine, but not most.. the most natural answer is i wish i never met you, but i might just be saying that because its my most recent fic. i Am very happy with it!!! i dare say its my best writing yet .. another answer could be your destiny - its my first fic ever written and published. though i dont like my writing there, i do hold a fondness for it:) without it, i wouldnt have written anything else !! i can't really pick a favourite fic.. but i guess, in no particular order, my faves would be: cardiomyocytse and vonnective tissue, i wish i never met you, divergence (i think i executed the concept rlly well), and the witch at ichor mountain (this is still my longest oneshot! i wrote it with the intention of stepping out of my comfort zone, and im happy i did!! like with your destiny, i dont like my writing there all that much, but i dont dislike it either. i like it) :)

T: Any fanfic tropes you can’t stand? i cant bring myself to hate 💔my heart only knows kindness.. usually i'd say hanahaki, but one patho fic, my heart in your hands, executes it REALLY well and swagfully!!! i still reread it sometimes.. another one would be soulmates, because i just dont like that concept, but its not that i cant stand it ! its just not for me .. it depends on the execution for me, i guess? though i might be forgetting something that i really do dislike... mm .. i guess i'm not the biggest fan of fix-its, but even then, like, its not that i cant stand it, its just that i like reading angsty fics !!!!! I guess my heart is just too full of Love ❤️For me to be a hater ❤️

i dont have a fousek pic on hand so you get saff 💥you get fousek info tho! when i woke up this morning, he was laying on my chest, making throw-up sounds at my face!!!! luckily he didn't vomit then or later, even, because hes a strong man 💪

#ask #pengfic #saffie #you also get arthur info. he unhooked my ace flag AGAIN #bc hes cruel

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spaceyflowerswriting · 3 years ago

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Hi it’s me again ❤️ your work gives me so much dopamine!!! I keep getting random burst of ideas. DG/James Lee with an average reader? Like everything about them just screams average? Any oneshots or headcanons? Thank you ❤️ hahah you make me wanna write again 🥹

more than that (james lee x reader)

details: fluffy oneshot but mildly angsty (reader pov; has insecurities about being average), gender neutral reader but written in 2nd pov, general canon au, you and james are friends

warning: repeating; reader is written to have insecurities about being average!! please dont read this if things like that can trigger u T_T

summary: james gives you reassurance about how you're more than how "average" you appear.

a/n: hehe hello again, thanks for another request ^_^ decided to write a oneshot since i wrote headcanons for ur last request 💪 (also i know reader having insecurities wasnt part of the request but i hope its ok that i added it;;!)

and im so glad my writing inspires u !! ;_; i'd love to read the stuff you write if ur okay with sharing it but if not thats fine! as long as u write something u like <33

Was it pure coincidence, or some greater force acting that caused the two of you to meet? Either way, James was grateful to have met you.

You made him realize a loneliness he didn't even know he had. The little gaps you filled, he wanted more and more and it felt like he could never have enough. It didn't take long for him to conclude what he felt for you had been romantic for some time.

He didn't care if the people around him gave him weird looks. They wouldn't understand if they refused to look past your appearance--which, honestly, was something he never even thought about much. Sure, the first time he looked at you, he thought you seemed like an average person, but who was he to judge? He'd seen all sorts of people in his days, and there were plenty of surprises.

Hell, even that kind of wimpy kid that's been running around was full of surprises. Daniel, was it?

Anyways, he didn't care about how average you were. You still shined in your own special way.

Like when you sang karaoke with him, he didn't pay attention to your singing skills. You looked like you were having fun and that was enough for him. The way you laughed afterwards out of embarrassment was beyond adorable, stumbling over yourself as you apologized for not being the best at singing.

Or when the two of you decided to make lunch together and you burned a few things, he didn't pay attention to that, either. Instead, his focus was on how earnest you had been in the conversation taking place during the cooking. He learned a lot about who you were as a person that afternoon.

And the food you made for him was as average as you said it would be, but again, it didn't bother him. The effort was there, and he could appreciate that.

The point was, you were kind and genuine, and he was madly in love. How were you not taken yet?

Ah, whatever, it gave James a chance. Hell would freeze over before he missed it.

"Sorry--"

"You're fine," James reassured, eyes squishing into pretty moons as he smiled at you.

You just chuckled nervously, looking away from his handsome face while he finished up applying the bandaid on your finger.

"There we go." He hummed as he let your hand go and you brought it closer to your face to examine it for no reason in particular.

"Thanks."

"No problem." As you rested your hands in your lap, James turned back to the cloth on the table. He picked it back up alongside his needle and began right where he left off before attending to your minor injury.

You shifted a bit in your seat next to him, frowning a bit. Your eyes glanced back and forth at the progress of your embroidery compared to his.

Earlier he had suggested you both try embroidery to experience something new and you agreed. Almost anything done with him was fun or at least peaceful, and this time it wasn't any different. The thing was your feelings of being average were beginning to claw away at you again.

Feeling inferior to James wasn't it--you wouldn't even dare seriously compare yourself to this man of talents--you just... felt bad about yourself. Though you were mostly fine accepting and knowing you were average nowadays, you still had the longing hope that maybe, just maybe you'd find something you excelled at. But you never did.

Average as always.

"Sorry." The word came out before you could stop yourself.

"Hm?" James paused to look at you.

"I... uh." You scrambled to avoid putting the pity party you were having in words and randomly grabbed the needle you accidentally poked yourself with earlier. "Nothing. It's nothing." You picked up your piece of cloth next and flashed him an awkward smile.

"...Alright. No pressure." His soft tone had you almost confess what was running through your mind but you decided not to. He went back to continue his embroidery, and you continued yours.

After a while, you got a little lost and ended up asking him for help. He kindly responded, and despite that easing you a bit, your insecurities still clawed away. This time, you couldn't stop yourself as an apology spilled from your lips.

"Apologizing again?" He had a teasing tone, which made you smile slightly.

You let out a quiet laugh. "I know. It's just..." You gulped. "I feel bad asking for help so much. And for accidentally stabbing myself with the needle earlier. And having you patch it up. And being really, really average. At everything. I wish I--"

"Hey." James sternly cut you off, setting down the cloth and needle in his hands. "You don't have to be sorry for any of that. And I wanted to patch up your hand. Don't feel bad for that, either."

"Thanks," you murmured. "I mean, I really do appreciate your words, James, but... nevermind, I don't know where I'm going with this." You nibbled on your lip in silence, beginning to grow embarrassed. It caused you to break eye contact with James.

He placed a hand on your shoulder. "You know, I don't care about how average you are."

You jerked your head to look back at him, eyes widening at his bluntness.

There was a gentle smile on his face. "It wouldn't even matter to me if you were terrible at everything you did, either. I just like that you're you, having fun, and spending time with me."

"Really...?"

"Really. There's so much more to you than what you're good at, you know. Or how you look, if you're worried about how you may appear 'average' on the beauty scale. So, don't worry, there'll always be plenty of things to like about you." He gestured to himself with his free hand. "There's certainly plenty of things that I like you for. Your personality and cute looks are just the tip of the iceberg."

Butterflies fluttered in your stomach at his words.

"Don't let your average-ness define you, okay?"

"Yeah, you're right." You nodded stiffly. Asking him to clarify himself was on the tip of your tongue but you held it back in case you were misinterpreting his words. It wasn't the first time he had sounded mildly flirty with you, but--wait.

"Good. So no more of that, you hear? I want you to be nice to yourself. If you can't, I'll make you start doing that cheesy '3 things I like about myself' exercise everyday."

His joke lightened the mood but did little to distract you from your sudden realization. Flustered, you still managed to joke back with, "Bet," and he quipped, "Looking forward to tomorrow, then."

Conversation picked up from there.

For the rest of the night, you pondered about just how much of his feelings were platonic towards you.

Another day.

Confessing to someone after they vent wouldn't be appropriate, after all.

For now, James would indulge himself in teasing you with hints.

#lookism x reader #james lee x reader #dg lookism #james lee #requests #this turned into a comfort fic since i did a twist(?) on the idea of being average T_T #but seriously to all people who feel bad being average: ur doing ur best and that's all that matters <3 #as james said; its not your defining trait so be kind to urself :] 💖

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softxsuki · 3 years ago

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hii!! im really sorry and i know that you have a veryyy long list of requests but i was wondering if i could put in an urgent request?..

could i req a mikey x reader where reader was kicked out of their house by their parents because they are part of the lgbtqia+ community (bi) and they are completely heartbroken over the fact that their family disowned them. mikey lets reader stay with him and provides them with comfort, maybe some cuddles 🥺😭

thank you so much. i understand if you dont wanna write this for whatever reason.

have an amazing day <3

Mikey Comforts Reader Whose Parents Kicked Them Out For Being Bi

Pairing: Manjiro (Mikey) x Reader

Warnings: mentionings of homophobia (?) from parents, tense relationship with parents, getting kicked out from home/being disowned from parents, like one or two mild swears, uhhhhh crying, reader wondering if they were ever loved, some violent thoughts from Mikey

Genre: Angst, Comfort, bit of fluff

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: In which you're kicked out of your house one night after your parents find out you're bisexual. You head to Mikey to tell him what happened and he lets you stay with him as he tries to comfort you

[A/N: SENJUUUUUUUUUUU, omg hi I'm so sorry for the wait. I mentally wondered how to write this request, but literally as soon as I actually sat down to write it, it basically wrote itself for the most part. I'm pretty happy with how it came out and I hope you like it too! I hope everything is okay <3 Thank you always for your patience. I know I've been a slow writer lately 🫠😩💔. Take care and enjoy :D]

Your feet carry you forward through the dimly lit streets, tears making their way down your face. You had just been kicked out of your parents house after they found out you were bisexual. Having no phone to call anyone since your parents took yours away, (since they were the ones paying for it) you decide to head to your boyfriend, Mikey’s place, hoping and praying that he’s home.

You have a small bag flung over your shoulder full of some of your clothes and important things that you couldn’t bear to leave behind at your parents home that would no longer be a place you could go back to.

Despite your slow, draw-out walking pace, it isn’t long until you finally arrive at Mikey’s home as you gently knock on the door. A few minutes pass before Mikey finally opens the door, looking groggy as if he just woke up.

“Who the hel- angel? What’s the matter,” He’s wide awake in a matter of seconds at your tear-stained face and puffy eyes, anger immediately pooling in his black irises, “Did someone hurt you? I swear I-”

“They found out,” you cut him off, but that’s all you manage to say before you burst into tears once again, but Mikey knows exactly what you’re talking about as you had expressed your fear that your parents would find out about your sexuality one day to him multiple times.

MIkey takes a look both ways outside before gently wrapping his hands around your wrist and pulling you into his home. He takes your bags off you and throws them on the couch, bringing you into his warms arms as he embraces you. Anger is still bubbling up in his chest at the fact that someone upset you, the person he held most dear to him. Even if they were your parents, no one would get past Mikey’s anger without hearing something from him, but he knew calming you down and making you feel better was his top priority before letting his anger get the best of him and running like a mad-man down to your family’s home to give them a piece of his mind.

“It’s okay Y/N, you’re safe here with me,” he coo’s in your hair, slightly swaying back and forth with you in his arms as you continue to cry in his chest.

Your parents had found out that you were bisexual; they were very against the LGBTQ+ community and ultimately disowned you, telling you you needed to leave their sight. Never in a million years would you think that your parents who raised you and were supposed to love you would get so upset to the point where they’d kick you out of their house and lives because you liked both men and women. Did they just not really love you at all? Is that what it was? Were you so easily disposable in people’s lives? Did you have that little value? You could feel your body stiffen as your brows furrowed, your sobbing going quiet as silent tears flow down your face.

Mikey pulls away from you and by the look on your face, he instantly knows what’s going through your head.

“Don’t do that,” He reprimands you.

“Don’t do what?”

“You know what,” he frowns slightly, flicking your forehead, “Stop overthinking this whole thing. There’s nothing wrong with you, your stupid parents are the ones who have an issue to treat you like this because of your sexuality. It has nothing to do with them anyway.”

He looks at you and gingerly wipes your tears away, “You don’t have to worry about a damn thing, I’ll still be here for you no matter what, loving you unconditionally forever. Just keep loving me in return, angel.”

You were heartbroken still though, you loved your parents and having them just coldy throw you out of their lives like it meant nothing to them hurt you beyond what words could express.

“Do you-” you pause for a moment, wondering if you should even express your heartbreak, but Mikey’s intent gaze encourages you to continue, “Do you think they still love me? Or if they even loved me at all?”

“Of course they still love you Y/N. Even if they made a drastic decision to kick you out of their lives, I know they still love you. You’re their child, and you always will be, nothing will change that. They’re just idiots who made a rash decision because of their own warped beliefs that only a man and woman can be together romantically.”

That made you feel better, knowing that your parents hopefully did still love you despite what they did. If you could just keep thinking that, then maybe it would be easier to get through this.

“Just wait for them to come around. They will or they won’t, but either way I’ll be here. Stay at my place for as long as you need, baby. This is your home now and I’m more than happy to have you. We’re gonna have a blast living together,” he leans in and nudges his nose with your nose, placing a small kiss to the tip of your nose before pulling away and smiling at you.

He pulls you in the direction of his room, “Don’t mind the mess. I’ll clear it all up for you tomorrow so our home feels more welcoming for you.”

“Don’t worry, I feel at home already,” you smile to yourself at him saying ‘our’ home instead of just his home.

And it was true, though Mikey’s place was a bit tiny and messy, having him there beside you, pouring the well needed love over you made you feel so at ease. Yes, your heart was still broken, a small part of it probably always would be now that you didn’t have your parents anymore for something so trivial, but Mikey was already starting to fill in the cracks of your heart with his warmth and love.

You take a quick shower to wind down and join Mikey in bed where he’s sprawled out, glancing at the ceiling in thought as you cuddle in beside him.

He’s quietly debating whether he should make a quick visit to your parents home and scare 'em a bit, or do some damage to their property to teach them a lesson (y’know scary Mikey things), but he quickly shakes the thought away. They’d know instantly who the motivation behind it was, and it would make things worse for you. But if you ever came up to him and asked him to help you get some payback, he’d be more than willing to give you a hand and take out some of his own frustrations and anger out on your parents for hurting you emotionally.

He wraps you in his arms and cuddles close to you, wanting to protect you and keep you happy for a long long time.

“I love you, thanks for taking me in.”

“I didn’t take you in. I was planning on asking you to move in anyways Y/N, this just sped up the process and I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he gives you a gentle squeeze, “I love you so much. Rest up, I know you’re probably drained. Don’t worry, I’ll be right here and I’ll never leave you.”

You nod your head at his words, feeling a lot calmer and at peace than you thought you’d be after everything you’d been through that day. You rest your head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart and the gentle sound of his breathing. You match your own breathing with his as he rests his chin on the top of your head, pulling you closer into his arms. You drift off to sleep hoping and thinking that maybe things would be okay eventually.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 4/23/2022

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