#i feel like when im in uni im too busy and always doing something so my brain doesnt have time for this

[mitahanvittua]

u know im like 99% sure i have ocd? my old psychologist made some tests for me but also told me that i probably wouldnt be diagnosed since i dont have any compulsions (which ive now realized isnt actually true!! rumination is a compulsion!!!) and since my symptoms kinda fluctuate and i do have like long (like actually long periods when i feel like 96% alright (-> when im ok i will have intrusive thoughts but the anxiety isnt as high and im able to stop the ruminating before it even properly begins) idk if it actually counts as OCD or if im just an anxious person with some ocd-like symptoms

[daenysx]

lovely Hii

Can i get poly!marauders x fem reader where maybe she has been exhausted and busy lately and maybe they’re giving her some space cause they dont know if she wants affection now but she sees them all lovey dovey with eachother all the time and she feels sad cause she wants to join but feels too shy to ask so she tries to discreetly slip back and one of them notices?

Im sorry if that is a bunch of gibberish but i have been awake for over a day now and my brain is fried (i hate uni)

thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy <333

(comments are always appreciated and i literally need to see what you think to keep writing, angels. of course i can't force you to send me anything but it would be amazing if you take two seconds to tell me what you think. it's not always easy to keep doing something without getting any feedback about it ♡)

poly!marauders x fem!reader

the relationship between james and remus has always been somewhat chaotic.

they have huge chemistry, maybe something like opposites attract situation. remus is calm when james is bubbling with excitement, remus loves with silent kisses when james loses his breath as he makes love, remus likes rationality when james swims deep in his emotions.

you watch them flirt as they sit on the couch. you're at the table across them in the living room, staring at your laptop screen with exhausted eyes. it probably would be easier to complete what you've been writing if you could have more energy, but sadly you sit all tense and cold at your place. your arms get the chills, you avoid looking at your lovers.

if you leave the table to join them, james and remus would welcome you with open arms. the mere thought of james's lips against your forehead and remus's fingers rubbing your neck makes you want to cry loudly. it's just torturing yourself, but you don't think you're strong enough to ask for love. you need to get this done. you need to think about the classes you gotta pass.

james kisses a line on his boyfriend's cheek, so warm, remus practically loses his mind. "where's sirius?" james asks, remembering sirius leave for the kitchen minutes ago. "is he burning up our kitchen, do you think?"

"we would've notice."

"no, we wouldn't." james whispers. "you're too damn distracting."

remus melts. autumn always brings starvation for touch and loving, two things james is the best at giving. he looks at your way briefly, your droopy eyes worry him.

"she seems so tired." remus says, his lips kiss james's knuckles mindlessly. "should we say something to make her give a break?"

"she said the essay has a deadline, moons." james answers. "i mean, she clearly needs a break, but i'm not sure if we should interrupt her."

it's hard to decide because you get nervous with breaks sometimes. you complain about not controlling the time good enough when you're spending your free minutes with them and being unable to finish stuff at time. you say most of this teasingly, but the boys know there's always some truth in it.

sirius walks into the room with a big mug in his hands. he carries it carefully to your table. james and remus watch the scene, their hands together and legs tangled.

"here it is." sirius puts the mug on the table. "a perfect cup of hot chocolate for my gorgeous girl."

you look at him with the widest eyes. you can't cry. fuck, he's so sweet. he smiles, he looks so handsome with his old t-shirt and messed up hair. you close your laptop, curve your lips to stop yourself from crying.

"this is so nice, siri." you say to him, unshed tears clog your throat. "thank you."

"um- can i get a kiss? i spend fifteen minutes for this."

you nod with a smile, he leans down for you. you only mean to kiss his cheek, but he smells so good and he's so kind- your hand shakes as it touches his shoulder. it doesn't take sirius long to understand what's going on. he manages to hug you before you start crying.

"oh, baby, no-" he says with a sad voice. he attempts to make a joke. "you can't cry for hot chocolate- i'm sure it doesn't even taste that good."

james and remus sit straight with worry. "dove?" remus leaves the couch. "what's wrong?"

"are you okay?"

you nod, they probably won't believe it. you hold onto sirius, he lifts you up from the chair. it's a proper hug now, your skin tingles with the sensation. it feels so good to be touched.

"it's okay." sirius kisses your head. "you're just overwhelmed. you're okay."

you keep your head on sirius's chest. he's warm and his arms are strong, he supports your body to help you stay on your feet. remus brings his hand on your waist, his thumb gently draws a circle.

"can we go to bed?" you ask. separating yourself from sirius is hard, but it's harder to stay vertical. james extends a hand to you, you hold it greedily. they are all thinking the same thing, you'll calm down but you need to feel safe enough with your surroundings to do that. even though they'd like to keep you stuck in their arms, this might not be the best idea.

the bed is cold. it will pass in a few minutes. remus takes you under the blanket, james adjusts the pillows. sirius has a wrinkle between his eyebrows, he gets behind you on bed and wraps his arm around your shoulder. you sniffle softly, suddenly embarrassed by all the attention.

"sorry." you offer, your voice sounds sincerely sorry. "i don't know what came over me."

"i think we should be sorry." remus says. "jamie and i were talking about whether we should tell you to take a break but- we didn't wanna distract you. we should've distract you."

"it's not your fault that i can't manage my time doing stuff i've been doing for years." you say, weakly. "i'm just sick of being tired. i guess i- missed you."

sirius gives you a generous kiss on the side of your head. "you can jump on us any time you want, you know that, gorgeous."

"i think my head doesn't work like that when i'm exhausted."

"it doesn't have to." james says. his voice is like honey. "you don't have to ask for anything. we should be giving you everything before you even have to ask."

"he's right." remus agrees. "it should be like this for all of us, i think."

you nod. your eyes have a grateful look in them, they are undeniably tired, but still pretty to your boys. the bed is warmer. you force yourself to stop counting down the minutes for deadlines. james puts his head on your chest, hugs you as your back touches the bed, his arms are tight around you like you'll run away.

it's good to be touched. it's amazing to have contact with their hands, safe and secure, you can do anything you want if you always feel like this. remus kisses your fingers. his eyes are gentle. they are all so gentle, kind with you, you feel like you'll never break as long as you have them.

sirius's kisses help you fall asleep at the end. he's always bold with his affections, this time he manages to be softer with his lips and more tender with his hands. long fingers in your hair, chapped lips on your skin. he whispers how much he adores you, the tone of his voice hits your mind so well. you are okay. you think you'll be okay, and that's a nice beginning to get things done.

[propertyofwicked]

SECRETS part 2 - LN

lando x fewtrell!reader

no content warnings in this part, i promise the next part will have some actual fluff to it

previous part -> next part

masterlist the playlist

y/n was easily won over by chicken nuggets and a diet coke - a fact lando knew too well. both he and max had both spent almost hundreds on the food combo every time y/n was roped into one of their plans. whether she was lying to her parents to cover up where max had been all night, or even just being asked to hold a camera or a boom mic for a quadrant video, she was always rewarded with 6 chicken nuggets and a diet coke.

lando had in fact not included max in his late night plans, and very quickly made it known as to why.

“so, how’s uni?” he asked, warming her up for the incoming conversation, turning onto a side road and pulling the car to a stop.

“yea it’s good thanks, how’s driving?”

“could be better, i could be better,” he smiled sadly, but glad she asked about driving as she fell directly into his trap, “why did you stop coming to races?”

“lando,” she sighs his name, almost disappointed in him for even asking, “university’s a lot of work you know. i can’t fly around the world to watch you drive a car. and, i still watch the races - just from home.”

“so it’s nothing to do with me?”

“well ignoring me for a year doesn’t help your case, but no, it’s not to do with you. you know i’ll always be there when i can. when im invited,” the emphasis on invited hung like hot air in the car, and created and unsettling silence.

“lan, can i ask you a question?” she said, breaking the awkward atmosphere in the car.

“mhm, anything.”

“why did you stop talking to me? i know we’re not as close as you and max,” she adds, lando almost wincing at the mention of his best friend, “and i know you were busy being, you know, a superstar and that. but even over your break, i saw you like twice in passing.”

“im sorry y/n, honestly it wasn’t intentiona-”

“bullshit, try again norris. the truth this time.”

lando breathed in deep, as if to lock and load his next statement.

“max he, uh, he told me he’d seen some pictures of us. you remember that club in monaco?,” she nodded in response, remembering the encounter with lando that night in somewhat drunken detail, “he wasn’t happy with me. thought we had something going on behind his back. y/n when i say angry, i mean he was one step away from beating me up and then keying my car.”

“but there was nothi- i mean we weren’t d-”

“i know, i tried to tell him,” lando sighed, “he gets a bit, let’s say ‘over protective’ with you i guess. doesn’t trust me maybe? i don’t know.”

“so instead of letting me discuss it with him, you refused to acknowledge my existence for a year? yeah that’s mint, let’s do that,” she said, the sarcasm rolling off her tongue.

“i was a dick, ok - i’m sorry. but your brother is slightly terrifying when he’s angry. think he’s realised he was wrong - that’s why he let you come to the race im guessing.”

he was wrong - but was he? was max completely wrong to assume what he had? she thought the feelings were mutual but clearly lando had other ideas.

“can i drive your car?” y/n asked, smiling over to lando in the drivers seat. he’s started driving around aimlessly again, deciding to put an end to the conversation about where they stood with each other. his head whipped around to look at her, his eyebrows quirked up in a mix of confusion and immediate refusal. he wasn’t even driving one of his more expensive cars, as they all stayed in monaco. but of course, lando norris needs a high end car in every country.

“please, lan,” she said again, eyes widening in attempt to tug on his heart strings, “please. i miss driving, i haven’t driven since like, christmas since my car died and went to car heaven.”

“y/n, angel,” the nickname wasn’t something new, but it still flipped something about in her stomach, ”if anything, that makes me want to say no even more. besides, it’s automatic - you drive manual.”

“oh come on, it’s literally just a pedal for stop and go. please.”

“not tonight,” he said, looking at her to show his sad frown as if that would make her happy about the rejection, “if i get podium tomorrow, ill put some money towards getting you a new car.”

“lan, please you don’t have to do that.”

“i know i don’t have to. i want to. besides, if i get podium i think i owe my lucky charm something to show my gratitude, no?” he said. y/n knew this was an argument she wouldn’t win, so she smiled up at him, nodding slightly.

the car fell back into a silence, comfortable this time, with only the sound of lando’s music playing quietly out of the speakers, and the odd whooshing of a car driving past.

the car came to a still, the red light reflected on the their faces as they waited for the light to change.

“the stars look pretty tonight,” she said absentmindedly. y/n was never one to sit in silence without at least attempting to fill it.

“yeah, they do,” lando responded, although he wasn’t looking at the stars, moreover, he was staring directly at the light reflecting onto y/n’s face. his own mouth curling up into a smile when he saw your soft features grinning contently at the sky.

it was around 1am when y/n and lando returned to the hotel car park, casually discussing life at university and where y/n saw herself using her degree in the future.

“i think it’s better if we don’t tell max about this,” she mumbled, tilting her head to the side, catching lando’s eyes. her own eyes blinking slowly in exhaustion.

“i think so too. are you going to tell him what i said?”

“not right now. but i refuse to let him believe has any right to threaten his own friends in a bid to control my life,” she says, her body now twisted fully to face him directly.

“just,” he sighed, “dont get violent,” his hand reaching over to rest on her knee.

“me? violent? that is a bold accusation, norris.”

“y/n - i know you. just don’t be too harsh, he thought he was doing what was best.”

“thinking is always max’s downfall,” she responds with a snort. she turns her body back, arm reaching to grab the handle when lando catches her other arm, forcing her to look at him again.

“i’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”

“i’ll be there.”

sneaking back into a room was usually y/n’s specialty, but she’d never attempted to sneak past max before. rather, her teens were spent sneaking back into the house with max. unlocking the door and pulling the handle down, y/n pushed softly on the wood, but the creaking was so loud in the silence of their hotel room. the floor boards to her bag of clothes seemed to have a vendetta against her today too, she could’ve sworn they did not creak when she had walked across them earlier.

the bathroom tap decided to splutter loudly and spit freezing cold water down her, and the door to slide back open and allow the stream of light to fall directly on max’s face.

“y/n?” her brother groaned, “you just come back in?”

“yeah, sorry - i tried to be quiet,” she whispered back, turning the bathroom light off and stumbling gracefully through the dark room to the sofa.

“it’s 1am? you were in the gym for 3 hours?”

“erm, yeah,” her voice wavered in the lie, “i got distracted on the treadmill. tired myself out though.”

max grumbled something in response, too sleepy to say anything further.

the next morning max walked down to the hotel lobby, passing the gym in his journey for breakfast.

open 7:00 - 23:00

hang on, he thought to himself, shut at 11?

where had his sister been? she couldn’t have been in the gym till 1am, so where had she been, and why had she lied?

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[thoughtsforsoob]

hiiiii i really love your writing but im an atiny and i saw you only have one of ateez fics. can i request ateez’s reaction when youre sitting on their lap for the first time?

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a/n: thank you for this request anon 🩵 I hope you enjoy it! I know people have been asking for Beomgyu part 2 but I’m still working on it! I want it to be good but I’ve been having writers block 🤬 anyways, please enjoy this! love you! inbox is always open :D

hongjoong

this is going to be so cliche but hear me out. he’s so chill about you sitting on his lap. So chill about it that it actually helps him focus on some occasions. Here comes the cliche part…the first time you sit in his lap…it’s in his studio. Hongjoong and Mingi were working together and they invited you to come watch their process and you offered to bring lunch. When you arrived, mingi stepped out to go get you three drinks and hongjoong pulls you into his lap. You gasp and he just pulls you closely, presses a kiss to your forehead, and immersions his attention back to his computer. When mingi comes back, he laughs and sets the drinks down. You three have lunch and honfjoong does not let you off of his lap.

seonghwa

an affectionate partner would really match with him (he gives off "my love language is physically touch"). natually, sitting on his lap for the first time happens really early on in the relationship. it was your third date and he'd took it upon himself to plan it which you were more than okay with. he planned a picnic at the beach later in the night. The whole drive was soothing and romantic on its own. When you arrive, you realize there’s only one towel! Whatever will you two do?? Seonghwa offers to let you sit on his lap so neither of you get sand on you. You shyly adjust yourself on his lap and he confidently pulls you closer. You enjoy your beach date in the closest proximity you’ve been in so far.

yunho

big boy! he's been begging you to sit on his lap for ages but you've never been quite comfortable. he is just dying to physically feel how much taller he is compared to you. his wish finally comes tru one night when you've been busy working on uni homework all day long. you're rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and yawning non-stop. he takes note of this and starts to urge you to come to bed. he was sitting up against the head board, leaving his lap wide open and avaliable for sitting. you finally take it upon yourself to get up and get comfy on his lap. you didn't even realize his reaction in your sleep state but you bet he bragged about it to you the next morning.

yeosang

This little guy is so shy. like his face legit gets way too red and so do his ears. your and his relationship isn't very touchy so when you sit in his lap for the first time. the first time happens when you're on one of your little stay at home dates. you two were currently setting up your take out on your coffee table so you could start with dinner. you were so enamored with how happy he looked beause it was his turn to pick dinner. something came over you and you just shuffled over and sat in his lap. he stiffins up at first but kind of melts into it when you start to feed him. do not be fooled. he may be very shy but he loves to be close to you and to be doted on.

san

NEVER DO THIS TO HIM IN FRONT OF OTHERS !!!! He immediately gets hard but hey, his explanation is that he’s so in love with you and can’t help it :/ can you blame him? You sit on his lap for the first time while at a party he invited you to. He’d been talking to his friends for a while and was kinda ignoring you so when you decided you’d had enough, you make your move. You slowly slide on his lap when no one is really pay attention to him and he immediately tries to warn you with a low whisper about the consequences of your actions. When you don’t heed his warnings, he picks your ass up and takes you to the car.

mingi

He’s such a nerd. He’s get flustered so quickly the first time you sit on his lap but he ultimately loves it. this happens when he invites you to movie night at the dorms! It’s so cliche but somehow there’s no more space in the couch and he doesn’t want you to sit on the floor. You smirk and take it upon yourself to plop down on his lap and since then, legend has it that he’s never let you sit anywhere else but his lap 😏

wooyoung

This little cheeky cutie loves having you on his lap. He’s the one that kind of initiates it too. You both were at a party and the both of you had separated for a little while. He finally came back around to you since it was just you and one of your girlfriends. She stuck around and talked with you and then when wooyoung got bored, he pulled you into his lap. You gasped and your friend laughed. “Oh my god! You two get a room!” She giggled and you whined, pushing wooyoung away playfully. he’s so silly :(

jongho

he’s not bothered at all. In fact, if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he didn’t even realize it happened. You two were at your apartment, watching a movie together. You’d picked a cute Disney movie to watch. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow when you select snowwhite and the seven dwarfs but he doesn’t really care. Half way through the movie, you start feeling a little clingy and make your way to his lap. The only indication that he knew you’d done this was him wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you a little closer. Overall, he loves it.

[kiyoramen]

hii!! Is your request box open rn?? if so can i request a comfort fic about osamu who has a very cheerful and talkative gf, she stopped talking because of her stress from uni and he didnt even notice it because he is also v busy, you can make as angsty or as fluffy as you’d like

ps. I reallyy love the suna fic you made😮‍💨

warning: this is genuine word vomit because i am freaking out over uni and i need to feel like im in control

osamu stares at the one stubborn lightbulb inside the kitchen that just won't stop flickering. he sits on the his favorite stool tapping his pencil against his thick notebook filled with chicken scrawl and drawings that only he can understand.

he sighs, stands up, and walks around the kitchen trying to figure out his options. in the midst of thinking, he remembers you. breath in, breath out. that's it baby, i'm here. you would always say.

he pats the pockets on his pants and apron and fishes out his phone from one of them. he opens your chat log, expecting updates but sees none. then he opens messages from his brother, he sees a picture of you with your eyebrows furrowed, staring at your laptop, your back like the hunchback of notredame's. the picture was send 2 hours ago.

he opens your contact and dials your number.

the number you have dialed cannot be reached.

he frowns and open's his brother's instead and calls him. he answers immediately.

"why are ya with my girl?"

he can hear a faint jazz track in the background and the clinking of cups and forks on plates. atsumu doesn't answer for a while, seemingly not listening to the phone.

"hey ugly" he greets osamu.

osamu repeats his question and atsumu answers, "saw her at the cafe near uni, she's seriously in the zone bro, she didn't even notice me for 10 minutes"

"let me talk to her"

atsumu nods, osamu imagines, and he hears shuffling again before he's greeted with a disgruntled hello.

"hi baby, you got a minute?"

he hears you sniff and he can hear your aggressive typing, it sounds like you're chasing time.

"i don't know, can you be quick, 'samu?"

he sighs, "i just wanted to check up on you"

"great" there's a pause and he hears the clicking of your keyboard even more, "so now that i don't need you to you're checking up on me"

osamu closes his eyes, trying to choose the right words to say, he doesn't want you to aggravate you even more. his own frustrations wash away as he feels yours.

"i'm sorry," he says softly "i was so caught up with work i didn't even notice that you were stressing out"

the other side is quiet for a while, save for atsumu's whining of not having his phone, osamu prays that you deck him on the face.

"i'm sorry too, that was mean but samu i really don't have time to talk, i feel like everything is out of control and i'm literally chasing the time right now..." he listens to you ramble, he's used to this, he knows what to say and he knows when to say it.

by the end of your rant you sigh heavily and he hears your forehead bump softly against the table.

"we can control something" he continues when he doesn't hear anything from you, "breathe with me"

he breathes in and waits for you to do the same, when he hears you he breathes out and you follow. "lets do it at the same time okay?"

"okay" you say meekly.

"breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out"

you breathe together and you feel everything slowing down and you feel control and you feel better.

"is that better?"

"mhm"

osamu picks his pencil up and sits back down on his stool. "i love you alright?"

"i love you too"

"i'll pick you up in an hour?"

"in two hours"

he chuckles, "okay baby, i'll be there"

[saintzweig]

I need your thoughts on frat boy!patrick but with sorority girl!reader bc i just KNOW they’d be the power couple— patrick would most definitely get his pledges to run errands for his girl bc you’re a busy queen! you’ve got shit to do, hell he’s probably gotten them to do your homework for you (because patrick wants more time to spend with you and also more time to fuck you)

also, the idea of patrick going to a sorority formal makes me giggle bc I have a feeling he hates suits but GOD you’re obsessed with him any time he wears one and you’re definitely tipsy at formal and end up giving him a blow job in the venue bathroom because… he’s just so pretty (im also imagining art as a pledge in patricks frat walking in on your two and patrick threatens to kick his ass if he snitches but also… patrick is about to run for president of his frat so he’s got a lot of influence on the pledges and has art running errands for you for months just to make sure he keeps his mouth shut)

anyway I am the sole frat boy!patrick truther I think

my knowledge on sorority/fraternity houses only come from chick flicks so :") frat patrick is so hot

but i imagine like pre-law reader who was elected president because she's great and sports major patrick who was elected because he's rich lmfao. you're both legacies and met at a mixer organized by your university. now you're both presidents of the most well-known sorority/fraternity on campus and very much the famous power couple in your university.

you run a tight ship so you're a little too busy for his liking– but worry not, his pledges are there to take your responsibilities off your hands for a while so he can have you for himself. he's in your sorority house alot but guests aren't allowed over night and as the president, you can't be breaking your own rules so patrick bought an apartment just outside your uni, for the sole purpose of spending nights with you.

he likes to party but suit and tie events feel a little suffocating for him, he only goes because you promise to reward him with something by the end of it. plus you have the habit of matching your lingerie to the color of his tie :3

after greeting everyone and getting buzzed on expensive champagne, you find yourself locked in a bathroom stall or a janitor's closet. on your knees, teary eyed and lipstick smudged all over your jaw as patrick pushes himself deeper into your mouth. you moan around him, saliva dribbling down your chin and wetting his trousers. you look up and see him with his eyebrows furrowed, mouth gaping or his lower lip between his teeth and occasionally throwing his head back when he feels the back of your throat. and it's just the prettiest sight ever.

i imagine art as his vice president or something, they definitely think it's fun to pick on the pledges together. anyways, he's the one who always calls for the two of you when you're finished. telling patrick they need to make rounds. the first time, he walked in on you two in the bathroom while looking for patrick. he definitely wasn't expecting the sight of a sorority president who's usually neat and poised, looking like a mess between patrick's legs. now he's pretty much indifferent to it, rolling his eyes and throwing a handkerchief to patrick. telling the two of you to hurry up.

[hollowfyshunsuikubo]

Mayuri Kurotsuchi Headcannons

A/N: Thie fic itself is going to take a while (Uni started up again and I am Suffering) so to feed yall before the self-indulgent smut im going to write, here's some SFW and NSFW headcannons. NSFW (and NSFW contents + warnings) is below the cut!

Mayuri Kurotsuchi x Gn!Reader (but Fem!Reader mentioned for NSFW)

Warnings: Smut, general Mayuri insanity, Slight Yandere themes, mentions of minor surgery, goofy silly moods

SFW:

You and Mayuri tend to have a very argumentative relationship once you've been dating for a few years

In the beginning, he was very possessive but also distant

He was very in denial that he felt anything, but he opened up after a while

You two have lots of arguments over morals and people

He believes that as long as you're safe, everything is fine

You're just trying to tell him that yes, you're safe. But the damned shinigami noble on the table getting a second heart because they paid for a years worth of funding is definitely not at that particular moment.

Hes often rude and blunt, but he means it in a good way. He'll often sound disinterested, but if you ask him about what you were talking about, he'll repeat it word for word and ask if you're going to continue or if he can keep working.

His version of being sweet is showing you his Lans and creations, but keeping you close my his side, his long nail always touching you if he needs to move forward or a little further away to show you something

Has definitely tried to show you how to dissect something odd, like another shinigami he picked up stole from the 4th Division. Needless to say, a fight broke out between you two, which ended with a scalpel and Akon both being thrown.

He also likes to have you sit on his lap while he's working.

Did he make a chair that he can sit in comfortably while you sit on his lap? Yes.

Does this chair have more comfort than any other chair in the 11th Division? Also yes.

Hes quite big on quality time you see, mixed with physical affection

Though some days, when he's more on edge than others, he'll opt to keep you in sight, but doesn't want to be touching you.

Like cuddling with you at night, when he can be bothered to sleep.

When he is very busy and can't make it to bed, he'll send Nemu with his regrets. He'd prefer to go himself, but it's far too busy.

He has contemplated installing a lavish, closed off, private, quadruple password locked room for you in his lab, just so he can see you easier, but he felt it may be too dangerous for you

He also enjoys seeing you chat with Nemu, though he does reprimand her if she gets too 'free' with you. Nemu is just happy her master is happy.

Nemu treats you like a mother. Yes I believe that Mayuri and Nemu are father daughter and not husband and wife come @ me. She enjoys going on "surveillance trips" with you (AKA walks around the Seireitei)

Moving on to nicknames and pet names, he doesn't really use them, but he does have clear favorites when he's in the mood. Baby and my dear are his go-tos if he feels mushy, but sweeting and rabbit are for his muh softer moments. He likes using rabbit as a teasing word. Not bunny, rabbit. He doesn't like bunnies.

He likes making sure you have things to do if you want to spend time alone, or if he's too busy.

His Captain's salary used to fully go towards funding the lab, but buying you things you want is also a good use of his money.

Hes never overstepped that particular boundary of excessive buying, though, especially if you're money conscious (all my people raised poor wya!)

Being with Mayuri is generally just an odd, but fun, if a little strained, time.

Tiny drabble:

It was cold today. You were bundled up as warmly as possible, attempting to not freeze before you go to Mayuri. You'd hoped to see him last night, you even stayed up far past your usual time, but Nemu poked her head around the corner and said that he'd regretfully be spending the night in the lab. You were welcome to join him, though.

You declined. It's been getting much colder, so you stayed in bed.

Now you wished you hadn't. You're tired and cold. A few Division members say hellos to you as you walk, and when you finally reach the lan, you see Mayuri in his chair, hunched over the console, looking at data.

"Nice of you to join me. Come, sit, now." He waved you over, not taking his eyes off the console. When you pause to wrap yourself up a little more, you hear the clacking of his fingers on the keys stop. "Sweeting, come here."

You forget about how cold you are and hurry on over. He's already leaning back in his seat, his hands away from his console, his brow irritated that he has to wait for you. You slide into his lap, and the smart chair registers that you're there. Another back pops up behind you, soft and squishy. But you opt to snuggle into Mayuri. His headpiece is a little annoying, but it's more endearing knowing you've seen what's underneath. That handsome face, alongside the soft lips that aren't covered with paint. He is finally able to get back to work, not saying another word.

That is, until he notices how many layers you're wearing.

"This lab has the best technology in the entire Soul Society, underfloor heating, and is warmed precisely so nobody is every distracted by the cold. If you're feverish or sick, go back to my room. I will provide you with warmth and a cure-all for your sickness." He doesn't look zt you just yet.

He feels a little insecure. How would you get sick? Is he not doing enough to keep you safe and healthy? Does he need to strengthen your immune system so he can spend more hours like this with you?

"I'm just a little cold, that's all." You reply gently. "There's nothing wrong with it. I'm not sick." Your reassurances did nothing to persuade him, but he supposed he could at least keep an eye on you while you're with him. At least you're with him. If you weren't, he have to take drastic measures to make sure you were. Nobody else was going to have you, that was for sure.

"Hmph. Fine." His clacking increased in speed. You closed your eyes, ready to finally cure the tired part of you, when you heard the clacking stop again and fabric wrap around you.

You opened your eyes to find he's wrapped his Captain's cloack around you, pulling you closer to him while also keeping you warm. The combination of his body heat the warmth of the cloak, and the renewed rhythmic tapping of his fingers on the keyboard fixed all your ills. The cold and your tiredness ebbed as you fell asleep in his arms, nestles close to him.

Despite the fact he was still working, he cursed you fot breaking his concentration. You were a little pest sometimes.

But at least you were his pest. He'd been working all night, after all... having you asleep with him, providing hum some much deserved affection as a reward for his hard work was worth it. After all, he was the most intelligent man in the Soul Society. He deserved to have a beautiful woman on his arm, in his arms, providing him with pesky emotions he didn't exactly not like, but rather enjoyed. He especially liked the strange fuzzy feeling he gets whenever he sees your peaceful sleeping face. What was that feeling called again?

NSFW:

a/n tried to keep it as gn!reader as possible, but there is ONE mention of a womb and pregnancy. (I fully believe Mayuri would give a biological male a working uterus and womb just to get them pregnant though)

WARNINGS: Sex toys, marking, nipple play, slight exhibitionism, breeding kink, degrading, power play, mentions of branding, mentions of knifeplay, semi-public sex, creampies, mentions of cock, womb mention/s (f!reader), masturbation, implied yandere in drabble

So, he likes toys.

Hes even made them for you.

Vibrating dildos in the shape of his cock to keep you coming while he's not there.

Vibrating panties that are so silent you can't hear it when you're right next to them.

A little toy kind of like the rose toy, except it's unsettlingly like his actual tongue

Needless to say, he's got you covered while he's away

When he's with you?

RIP.

Throwing it out there: he's a scientist. He's made his dick bigger. We've all seen how he carries Ashisogi Jizo. BDE.

So: 8.5 inches (cut, he likes to be clean) he keeps it unpainted (most of the time) and his balls are clean shaven, having slightly low. Good girth on him, enough to be somewhat of a stretch but not unpleasant. Really good hygiene down below too.

Anyway, he likes to study your reactions

The first few time you had sex, all he did was watch you. He even took notes.

You can't find the notes he took but you're sure that if you can't, nobody else but he can.

He's memorized your weakest, spongy spots

knows you live having your nipples sucked and licked and gently pulled.

those first few times were just you orgasming over and over and over again

loves biting. Marking is a big thing for him, as it shows that you belong to him.

Doesng like to mark with you cum though, as he feels it's a waste

Breeding kink? No

Hatred of wasting perfectly good seed with the potential to grow a genius nearly at his level within your womb? ✨️yes✨️

Is a more dominant man in bed, though likes to power bottom if you really want to ride.

The few times he's properly subbed for you, he didn't mind it, but he'd rather not

You made your sexual boundaries clear, but he's always asked permission to test them. A small brand he healed and got rid of here, a few interesting nights with knifeplay there...

Mayuri may be off the rails, but he'd do anything to keep you by his side. He knows your boundaries, and he knows his.

Moving on, he loves to degrade you.

Filthy slut, naughty whore, stupid bitch, and little cumdumpster seem to be his favorites

He loves the risk of being caught, as he loves the risk of you being humiliated

But he always makes sure you're never caught.

You'd be in an alley way, his cock thrusting in and out like a piston, one leg hoisted into the air, the cold air hitting your most sensitive part while he uses you like a toy, his other hand gripped firmly under your chin to tilt your head back to look at him.

You're dripping everywhere, the sounds of his dick going in and out of you something so lewd and pornographic you can't even contain your moans.

"You'd like to be caught, wouldn't you, you little whore? Go on, cum then, give the men who will walk past something to lick up and stare at."

When you cum, he shoves two fingers in your mouth, causing you to choke a little. He doesn't stop his hips, but you can feel your eyes rolling as he keeps abusing that sweet, sensitive spot inside you

Without warning, he's all the way in, his tongue running down your neck to bite the junction between your shoulder and neck as he cums deeply inside you.

Theres always a lot of it, to the point where it's almost like hes got years worth just stored there (even though your sex life is somewhat regular)

Oh yeah. I don't think Mayuri has a high sex drive, per se, I just think he likes to be close with you. Any chance he gets, he's like to be spending quality time with you and touching you in some way, and sex is quite good for that.

aftercare is pretty odd tbh

"You did better than I thought you would."

he generally likes to hold you close, and uses his captains hoari to wipe you down, if you want to be wiped down.

not many kisses, but he'll talk about the most insane things (i.e, how exciting it would be to study Ichigo Kurosaki, how annoying Captain Shunsui is, nitpicking over Akons work in the lab) quietly to help you get to sleep

once you're asleep, that's when the real aftercare starts

If your an afab, as much as he hates wasting it, he gives you a little injection to prevent his seed from taking hold in your womb

because of course, he's modified his semen to bypass any and all forms of birth control

after that, he cleans himself up, becayse he actually hates feeling sticky (as fun as it all was, that's one of his few icks when it comes to sex) he gets all the cum, the bodypaint, the sweat, and blood (if there is any) off before going back to bed

lastly, he'd make sure the bed was comfortable enough for him to settle down into, and he cuddles with you for as long as he can before either morning comes or he has to go back to work

he likes to cage you to him while you sleep, making sure you really can't escape

Tiny nsfw drabble:

His mouth devoured yours, much like how a lion would devour it's first meal in days. In the tiny corner of the lab, a hidden room long covered over but with no dust on any surface- he must have planned this, you think -he presses you against the wall, kissing you with such passion yet such possessiveness, you wonder if this is how the moon feels knowing the sun chases her. Knowing such heat is so close, yet only the sun can demand when you shine from it.

Everything in your mind turned into mush as he shoved you further against the wall, the pommel of Ashisogi Jizo pressing into your stomach, pushed a little further out than normal from his hard cock, still confined into his pants.

You tried. You really did. You knew his rule -"No touching until I tell you," -but it was so hard to abide by when you hadn't had him in over a week. It had been so busy, what with his newest big project...

So your hands moved to the front of his hakama, gently cupping his growing bulge through the fabric. You were rewarded so kindly for your disobedience, with a low growl from him and a hand flying to your throat to stop you from moving anymore, but the gentle grinding of his clothed cock against your hand. His lips nipped at yours and when you opened your mouth to gasp, he slipped his tongue inside, Ashisogi Jizo pressing painfully into your stomach as he leaned his entire body against you, quite desperate now to relieve himself of how hard he was. When he took his hand away from your neck, for a brief moment you had perfect clarity, and realized he wasn't going to punish you today.

Mayuri needed you. Over a week of yearning, battling himself and working so hard for his projects costs and hard work to pay off, he deserved to just stop talking. He deserved to not have to speak, to not say any words or make any sound. He just needed you.

The air was hot as you two writhed. His needs were coming and coming fast, much before yours, but when he dipped his head to bite and suck on your neck, his headpiece digging into your jaw, if felt as if you were about to orgasm just from that.

His hands were rough, pawing at your waist and ass, as if he could tear off your clothes and skin and get to the bones underneath, and make messy, bloody, raw love to your insides. Mayuri was a mess, to the point where he himself, who prided himself on his sharp mind and ability to be clear-headed through anything, began just desperately thrusting his clothes cock into your hand.

Your moans and little gasps when he kept attacking your neck with his lips and teeth, his body pain leaving marks of his lips all over your skin, but not marks like he loves to give, bruises formed by his lips that both adored and condemned you. Lips that lied and manipulated and coerced you into staying once, lips that now tried to make up for all lost time.

As soon as Mayuri found that sensitive spot on your neck- he didn't go straight for it this time, odd... -you scrambled wit your hands to pull down his hakama pants and grabbed ahold of his bare cock. The fleshy hardness of it, the girth, and the length... you couldn't do it alone, but he would help you out. He groaned into you neck, the second sound he's made since he dragged you into this small, abandoned room, pleased with you. He began thrusting, sloppily, into your hands, as you tilted your head back as he kept on kissing and marking your neck. One of his hands moved to paw at your chest, blindly reaching into your shihakusho to toy with one of your nipples as his tongue lapped at your neck.

You're breathy moans and whines, mixed alongside his occasional grunts, echoed in the room, and despite the locked door, he selfishly wished he'd dragged you anywhere else, just so nobody would hear you but him.

At the reminder to himself that you were his, his alone, and his until he chose to discard you (which he would never do), he grunts then exhales from the back of his throat, his cum coating your hands. He slowed his thrusts down, he stopped kissing your neck so hungrily, and he withdrew his hand from the inside of your shihakusho. His breathing was heavy still, and he looked at you with half lidded eyes filled with fire.

You felt a pull in your gut as his cock, which had been softening ever so slightly, hardened again. Mayuri kissed your neck softly, featherlight, before pulling his head back, but he didn't move his hips, or try to escape the grasp your hands had on his dick.

"You're not going to waste the next few, are you, my dear?" His voice is husky, raw with emotion. The look in his eyes reminds you of a man starved, a softly boiling rage born from need of something just beyond his reach. Mayuri leans forward to brush his lips against yours, his long nail on his right hand slowly tracing down the front of your disheveled shihakusho, opening it for his eyes and his eyes only. To see your skin, unmarred for over a week, displayed before him...

"I won't."

Your voice breaks him from his thoughts, and his gaze flicks to yours again. He grins, a predator, a man who will take what he needs to soothe his hunger.

"Good. On your knees then, and don't be wasteful."

[dystychiphxbia]

☆ - Gym crush! pt. 3

this sucked but im so busy with uni aaa

gn!reader

characters: isagi, reo, nagi

Isagi Yoichi:

this guy is new to the gym

he catches your eye, mainly because his form is horrifying at first

where did bro learn how to squat...

you try your best to help him!!

and wow he learns super fast

like...when one is new to the gym they usually progress fast but he's on another level...

you are honestly impressed

and he's so nice too??

except when he has progressed enough to attempt a pr...yeah it's the same level of focusment as when he's playing football

and he can get angry at you for bothering him

but he will always apologize afterwards and say that he just really needed to focus

he really enjoys your company...he was a blushing mess when you first approached him and he still struggles to keep his composure when your hands accidentally touch

always spots for you but first you have to teach him how to do it

definitely talks about you to his friends

they try to get him to ask you out but he always says that you are just his gym crush, no way you return his feelings (but you do)

and your thighs...he WILL be looking at them.

Mikage Reo;

now let's be real...this guy has his own personal gym for sure

but let's say one of his friends drag him to a regular gym....for plot reasons

rich boy is shocked

but you catch his attention...you are so elegant...you dont fit in with all the gym bros

now the problem is he wants to talk to you...would it be weird? can he just invite you to his gym instead?

he overthinks too much

you notice him too, he looks out of place and his gym etiquette is lacking

he forgets to rerack his weights and you immediately go remind him

"oh...im used to not having to rerack them at my own private gym...thanks for the heads up."

nah not the entitled rich boy

but you are a bit jealous...especially when you are waiting for the leg press to be free

reo hates working out in a packed gym but he just cant get you out of his mind even couple days later

his friend says you come often during the peak times and always seem pissed off about having to wait between machines...

so, he returns to the gym once more with a plan

and there you are....waiting for a free squat rack

you were quite surprised to see him...why would a rich boy with his own gym return to a regular gym during peak hours?

once you start racking your weights, reo comes up to you asking how many sets you have left

"bro. i just started. you saw me." "well lemme squeeze in between ur sets yeah?"

you dont like sharing. but the gym is packed. so you give in.

reo keeps talking to you and you realize that he's actually nice

sure he's rich and entitled and has no clue about how the life of a poor commoner is, but you enjoy talking with him

and the way he throws in a few flirts, and makes sure to compliment you...you are a goner

you end up doing your entire routine with him, getting to know him more

you can't help but notice the way he looks at you...and your body

by the end of the workout, he drops the big question

"wanna ditch this gym and workout at mine?"

he promises you can workout for free...ofc you say yes cause that means you can save money

so you save money and he gets to see you almost everyday...an ideal situation!

honestly in the end you care more about seeing reo than saving money...

Nagi Seishiro;

nah who got this man to the gym

again...let's say a friend forced him to come along...for plot reasons...

he does not want to be there

like yes he has his goals that he wants to achieve, but a packed gym is just too much

you see him occupying a machine you need for like 10 mins just being on his phone so you go up to him

he's confused but lets you have the machine, he wasn't really using it anyway

honestly he seems kinda lost

like he doesnt actually know what to do. since he was already dragged to the gym, he should do something useful but he doesn't know what

and you notice...and kinda feel bad for him...he looks like a lost puppy

so!! you help him out!!

you dont know much about football but you help him figure out what he should do at the gym to improve :)

he actually appreciates your help. and you see him come to the gym more and more

this is nagi we are talking about so it's a miracle that he actually keeps coming back

but the thing is that he really wants to see you!! you motivate him

you always smile so brightly when you see him. he just can't get enough of that smile.

everything is less of a hassle with you around!

[plaest2k]

hey, im a young nz artist too and i like making comics/want to do something bigger when im older, and i think your stuff is genuinely so fucking cool. i love it so much. i was wondering how you pursued art after highschool, like did you go to art school? if so, where and what was that like, and if not, how’d you find the time to continue doing it? its always felt like my opportunities for a career in art specifically seem smaller living in nz, but idk your stuff inspires me to think otherwise. thank you :)

kia ora!!

thanks so much for asking, it's truly so flattering that a young nz artist would ask me for advice! <3 sadly i might not necessarily be the best person to ask...

First of all, it's been a loooooong time since i've been a young artist hahaha I'm 32. After high school, I studied architecture at university because, as you're probably aware, we don't really have art schools like our peers do overseas. But after studying for a few years, I had a major depressive episode and dropped out. After that, I ran away to Korea to teach english for a year before coming back to work in cafes for about 6 years. Back then I was pursuing a career in editorial illustration cause that's what all my favourite artists were doing but I didn't realise that it was a dying industry at the time and there weren't exactly lot of full-time professional artists here who could have warned me...

So after about 10 years of trying to piece together some kind of profession in illustration, I ended up looking for a tattoo apprenticeship which was looking pretty promising but my bosses turned out to be not-so-great people. I tried to keep tattooing on my own but that was around the time COVID hit which wasn't (and still isn't) great for a job that requires you meet face-to-face with a lot of people. So, since the pandemic began, I've just been subsisting off of jobseeker, chipping away at comics and the occasional illustration gig.

The whole experience had me perpetually burnt out for the past ~15 years and made me realise that art as a career really just shouldn't be a thing. Under capitalism, it requires either an embarrassing level of compromise, privilege or luck to pursue. All the household-name artists you know in NZ either come from privilege or got unbelievably lucky. I don't say this as a value judgment or anything, most of them are truly wonderful people, it's just what I've learned about them as colleagues who've worked together a few times over the years.

I don't fault anyone for wanting to pursue that, but if you want to make uncompromising art that makes you feel fulfilled, you can't stake your livelihood on it. Art is supposed to be a by-product of life well lived, not content to be sold.

It's why I'm making plans to go back to uni next year to switch careers into a cushy office job because, as you've observed, even if you still want to pursue this as a full-time career, opportunities for artists in Aotearoa is extremely limited.

Having said all that, there's still a lot of nuance to this whole thing that would take me too long to cover in a tumblr post, so if you'd like me to elaborate or anything or have more questions, you're more than welcome to contact me through my email: plaest2k@gmail.com!

And this offer extends to literally anyone who might be looking for advice or just wants to talk about art <3

Final thing: the thought of studying something else at college/ university and keeping your art as a hobby might sound bleak when you're young, but life is so much longer than you think. You might feel like you have limitless creativity and ideas at the moment but when it becomes your entire life, you burn through it all faster than you'd think. It's because you need fuel to inform what you make and you can't get that from just making art. Like I always say, art is a by-product of a life well lived; You need life-experiences; You need to love, hate, care, be hated and loved to make art and you can't do that if you're too busy to do any of that. Those 3 years you spend on a bachelors is nothing in comparison to a lifetime of staring at a blank page, agonizing over what to make next.

[shirayuricky]

(oh you sound so busy 😓 and a month is so close omg may uni be take it easy with you, fighting!! i'll look foward to it then I'm sure it will be so good 🥹)

fluff but hard thoughts (???)

this one is REALLY long .. i'm sorry !!

well, it's so embarrassing and a bit weird / cringey actually but i thought about it out of sudden and can't get it off my head pls help (pleasee ignore this if u don't like it im so embarrassed so i apologize if u think it's too weird 😅

rlly ah why i thought abt it 🫠

this is abt gunwookie btw i love him smmm

for reference i wanted to add those pictures of him wearing that snorlax onesie but i don't know why i can't add images here

reader lives alone on her apartment so she's always spending her free time doing the things that makes her happy. she rlly enjoys having these self-healing times but still feels kinda lonely sometimes, that's when she ends up falling asleep cuddling her GIANT teddy bear she got on one of that big claw machines. only when she feels lonely, she tells herself. she is good on her own... but who is she lying to? she hugs that bear so tightly every single night, that's her best friend. she didn't got close to anybody at college and the routine is tough, that fluffy bear is the only one that always hear the feelings she holds deep down her heart and she feels comforted by that she even named him and takes it all around the house, when she's watching movies, cooking and baking or just being. one night she got so worked up after watching a romance movie with unexpected hot scenes that she just couldn't sleep thinking about it. suddenly she felt her body heat up while still holding tight to her bear cause she thought hugging him again would help her sleep faster even tho it didn't. instead, she started slowing grinding on it searching for some kind of relief. when she realized she was whimpering against the bear's soft cheeks and couldn't stop riding it so she started crying she felt so needy, sad and hopeless at the same time. she felt asleep bc of all the crying and her heart breaking she just wished her teddy bear could hug her back and take care of her.

deep in her sleep she felt a really soft touch, caressing her thighs, her waist and then hear face. she tought it was a dream, but when she felt a small kiss on her cheek she woke up to the sight of the prettiest guy she's ever seen and he was smiling so prettily and sweet but still he was a stranger, obviously she would scream. her high pitched scream almost broke the cute boy's heart. why was she screaming like this after telling him i love you every night. he was teary-eyed.

"WHO TF ARE YOU? HOW DID YOU GOT IN MY ROOM YOU PERV?" she was freaking out, who wouldn't though? she was so disturbed by the vision of a unknown -tall as hell- man IN HER BED wearing fcking bear pajamas. who is tryna prank her?

he tilted his head to the side in confusion and said "it's me gunwookie"

she blinked like five times before widening her eyes and again asking herself if this is a prank, how could it be, no one knows about her shameful friendship with a teddy bear, so how could he knows the name of it? he must be a stalker.

"what are your intentions? why are you... stalking me? how do you know me?"

and he looked even more confused than her

"i just wanna take care of you, i love you so much too, it was you who brought me here and I'm so thankful that you treat me so well" he smiled again

something sparked on her brain and she looked around her room searching for the giant teddy bear until she noticed he was there anymore... it can't be...?

"wait... are you my wookie bear? what am i saying? that's impossible..."

he just nodded his head and smiled again

"are you for real??" and gunwook confirmed but seconds later his smile dropped

"why were you crying earlier? i got so worried" and he pouted sadly

oh so he is really my bear, she thought

"I was feeling too sad and lonely gunwookie :( that's why"

"is there something i can do to make you better?" he asked and she just jumped on him giving the biggest hug ever, she needed that

"just stay here with me please gunwookie"

"okay i won't go anywhere" and he hugged her back

after a moment he speaked up again "I'm so sorry"

"why are you saying that, wookie?"

"did i hurt you? you were near me doing those sounds and then you started crying, i don't really understand what happened.. it sounded like you were in pain.. did i do something wrong? please explain me and i promised i will apologize properly to you and repair any mistake"

oh this is gonna be a really long night

(oh 🍄 anon my tests for this week has ended and now i'm back to this. and i got your back! i found some pics of gunwook in a snorlax hoodie. if you're in anon, you can't share images, just links!)

so continuing on from where we left, you explained that you are not in pain, just desperate for pleasure. gunwook seems a bit clueless but when he gets what you're trying to mean, his cheeks blush in pink. he lets you take the lead, he doesn't want to hurt you. he just wanted you to feel satisfied in your sleep.

you ride his cock, bouncing up and down, as you interlocked both of your hands together with his hands. and his blush just gets more pink. he's getting flustered from the pleasure, sweet and soft moans spilling out of his lips.

after the both of you cummed, you tidied yourself up and gave gunwook a simple aftercare, solely made of cuddles. "sorry for that, i was just...needy." you apologised. "y/n, that's alright, at least you're...happy now." gunwook responded, wrapping his arms around you.

[winterrrnight]

hi bestie!! i love you and im so proud of you!!

can i get meet me in the hallway with zach & prompt 16 🤭

ahh thank you sm bestie!! I loved writing this and I hope you like it too!! ❤️❤️

he isn't you

PAIRING: zach maclaren x gn!reader

SUMMARY: you tell your best friend what you feel about him.

WARNINGS: nothing, reader has a boyfriend, and reader also cheats on said boyfriend but we want that to happen guys 😏

EDITH SPEAKS: im back from the dead!! what a way to start with the new year honestly. I feel a bit rusty so this may not be as good as the rest of my stuff, but I think its pretty good :) I hope you all enjoy! please vote & comment if you enjoyed <3

PROMPT REQUESTED: "he treats me well-" "okay good for you." "- but he isn't you."

You kick your shoes off your feet as you close the door behind yourself, sighing out loud with the tiredness basically crushing you underneath itself. You had a pretty tiring day at your university today; classes at a longer stretch and much more boring than usual.

You hear the doorbell of your apartment ring before you can relax on your couch and take a proper breath. You walk back to the door and see your boyfriend River on the other side, smiling. 

“Oh hey River,” you give a tired smile. He leans in to press a kiss on your cheek. 

“You sound tired, you okay?” He asks, as you finally get to sit on your couch. You groan as you stretch and prop up your feet on your coffee table. 

“I'm fine, just a long day of classes today,” you say, yawning. You look up to see him standing next to you. “You're not going to sit?” 

“Uh, I was actually wondering if you'd want to spend the evening out, there is this art exhibit only for today and I really thought you'd like to go,” he says sheepishly. 

“Oh River,” you say, getting up, “I wish I could but I'm just so so tired, and the amount of assignments and readings I have to complete isn't helping at all,” 

“So you're just going to blow me off again?” 

His words take you by surprise. “What do you mean?”

“Last week you missed our date-”

“That was because I had to urgently go to my parents home, I told you that,”

“And the week before you didn't come to the carnival with me,”

“It was during mid terms week and I was really behind,” 

“And what about that one time I was planning to take you to this French restaurant but you didn't come?” 

“Zach was sick! He was at the hospital River, and that was the night his situation had gotten so much worse!” You say, completely exasperated. “This is too much right now, I've always had a reason to not come to our dates. What about that one time I wanted to take you to a dinner with my family and you blew me off and never even told me where you were?” 

“Wait that time I-”

“And do you even remember when you told me you were busy to have a movie night with me and then a friend told me you were actually at a party? Huh? I never avoid our dates if I don't have a big reason to miss them, but you miss them and don't even care to explain why you didn't come?” 

That shuts him up, because he's looking everywhere but you, his jaw clenched tightly. 

“I'm sorry River but I can't come with you today. I would like to rest and have an early start to my day tomorrow,” 

You can see he wants to say something; a lot of things actually - give you an earful, but he opts for the smarter choice and doesn't say anything, silently making his way out of your house. But he still needs to display the extent of his anger, so he slams the door loudly on his way out. 

You plop back on your couch, wanting to distract yourself with some movie. You get your tv remote and start to scroll through Netflix, trying to find something which attracts your eye, but your doorbell rings again, agitating you. 

You wonder if it's River again, but much to your surprise it's Zach, holding two completely filled take away bags. 

“I saw you leaving uni really late when I was at my football practice so I thought you may need these,” he chuckles. The brightest smile pulls your lips and you instantly hug him, catching him off guard but he hugs you back. 

“That's exactly what I needed right now,” you say, taking one bag from him and letting him in. 

You proceed to your kitchen to get plates and rest of the cutlery, but Zach stops you right in your tracks. 

“Ah let me do that, you go and sit,” he insists, taking the bag back from you. 

“Are you sure-”

“Yes yes, I know my way really well around here,” you giggle and go back to your couch, continuing your search for the perfect movie. 

In the meantime Zach brings the food and places it all in front of you, the aroma wafting up to your nose and making you feel hungrier. But you still haven't found what you want to watch. 

“Why is nothing attracting my eye?” You say, your mouth now full with food. 

“Why don't we just talk?” Zach suggests, and you ponder over it for a moment, realizing it is the better thing to do right now.

“Well, what do you want to talk about?” You ask, turning to face him as you fiddle around with the food on your plate with your fork. 

“Well, feel free to not answer this question,” he starts, “but I've been wondering about this for quite some time and I just want to let it out; I haven't seen you with River lately, usually you used to be hanging out with him so much, always on dates and uni’s football and basketball matches, but I just, I haven't seen you with him often,”

Your focus is completely on your food, the way each vegetable is placed on your plate suddenly becoming the most interesting thing. 

Zach wonders if he's messed up asking this question when he sees you completely shut off and silent. “I'm, I'm sorry, I don't want to ask you something you don't want to discuss, but I just need to know if you're happy with him or not. Nothing matters more than your happiness,” his voice reduces to a soft mumble, which only just relaxes you instead of making you feel anxious on having to discuss such a heavy topic. 

“It's, it's okay, I guess. I don't know… we've been trying to make plans but one of us usually has some other more important place to be. I always make sure to tell him why I can't come, and it's always something unavoidable, but he, he never cares to tell me why he won't be coming. It's just always ‘oh I'm sorry babe I just had to go somewhere else.’ Where? I never know. 

“And it's not just that. He always gets offended when I cancel on him but that's never the case when it's the other way round. His focus on us, it isn't, it isn't the same, and he isn't as understanding as he was before.”

Just as you finish speaking, you feel like a big load is lifted off of you. Your mind has been bothered by it since days ago, and it was starting to affect your everyday activities. But talking about it, letting it all out makes you feel relaxed. 

Zach looks at you with a soft look in his eyes, not knowing what you've been going through all this time. 

“But, he's also there for me, you know? That one time I fell down from the stairs, I called him and he came so quickly, and I know I can count on him to get me anything I need at any time,” you continue, feeling so torn about what you're actually feeling about him. “I just, I don't know where we are leading to right now. I think I may need some time away from him, just being with myself and not seeing him as often as usual,”

You look at Zach whose focus is entirely on you and your words. Sometimes you wish he's the one you're spending your time with. He gets you in a way no one can, not even River even if he tries for a billion years. When you feel sad about something, you prefer to call up Zach than River, because he listens to you better, and makes you feel important. 

“I think it would be nice for you to spend some time with yourself, to do some things you've thought of doing but couldn't, starting with new hobbies, or the ones you haven't picked up in some time,” Zach starts. “It'll help you introspect more into your personality, and generally just make you feel better. Maybe he's going through a difficult time right now, and being apart for some time might help him too,” 

“You're right,” you say, “maybe being apart will do us some good. I mean, he treats me well-”

"okay good for you,"

“- but Zach,” you look up at him as you cut him off, your eyes sinking into his, “he isn't you.” 

The last words come out as a whisper, getting lost in the air around you two. For a second you're worried that he didn't hear them, because you think you can't muster up the courage to repeat those words. But the widening of his eyes, him breaking your eye contact, and his sped up breathing makes you think differently. 

“Zach, you mean so much to me than he does. You listen to me better, you understand things in a way he doesn't. I will always prefer you to talk about things than him, because he tends to shut me off but you never do. What we have is so special to me,” you let out. 

It's the last year at your university, and you've been feeling this way about Zach since the very start. You've wanted to admit it all to him, but before you could, River came into the picture. And for a while there, you felt as if you didn't need Zach. River seemed perfect; everything you could've asked for. 

But now, you finally have the chance to develop something with Zach you've always wanted. 

Zach calls out your name softly, your heart beating faster with the way your name falls off his lips. “You mean the whole world to me. I’d take you in my arms and protect you from all the harm in this world if I could. I've never liked River anyways, he seems stuck up and doesn't give you the attention you deserve. He should treat you like an angel, not the way he actually does,”

He moves closer to you, his hand now resting against your cheek. 

This feels so right. 

You lean in, and he does too, meeting his lips halfway as you allow yourself to get lost in him; in his smell, his taste, his lips. 

Oh, his lips. 

Soft and sweet as nectar; nectar which can make the flowers bloom and just set everything in your life right. 

His arms, wrapped around your waist as he pulls you closer to him, yours around his neck as you close even the smallest distance between you two. 

He pulls apart from you, your forehead resting against his as you breathe a little heavily. 

“I think,” you whisper, “I think I've fallen for you Zach.”

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[aihaitahm]

Hii!! I saw in one of ur fics you might be busy so if you can do this request please do it at anytime you can!

I was wondering if you could do headcanons of Jing Yuan and Gepard with a s/o reader who has fox physiology (like all attributes of a fox including a very fluffy tail/ears) and maybe their powers revolve around like spirits?

jing yuan + gepard with a foxian s/o!

hiii my inbox will stay open bc its empty rn. im open for more suggestions/some requests but m really busy im abtbto move out too apologies T_T

took inspo from chongyun from genshin hope thats okay !!

jing yuan

being friends with ting yun, you always visited your cheerful foxian duo. unlike her, you were more calm and collected due to the fact you work with good spirits and you exorcise bad ones. you both are very close and would often talk about anything. that includes anything about jing yuan.

your friend notices how your eyes glow in curiousity whenever the general was the topic of your conversation and how you become flustered every time you talk to him. she would often tease you about him every after interaction you and jing yuan have. you cannot hide anything from her. she purposely leaves you both alone on purpose and would talk to him about you in a good way.

jing yuan praises you for your work and wont hesitate to always compliment you. every day his gaze on you lingers longer than he realizes, that was until yanqing pointed it out. jing yuan just laughs but he doesnt say anything or deny anything. from your attractiveness to your foxian attributes to your smile and aura, you got him obsessed.

jing yuan starts asking about you a lot more to whoever is in his room. may it be ting yun or yanqing or yukong, he is always asking questions like ‘where is (name) or ‘how is (name)’ when literally he just saw you.

he likes your company a lot and could listen to you all day about your adventures when exorcising different spirits. he finds it fascinating that bad spirits wouldnt even want to be around you but you seem to attract the best spirits that can guide you.

it was the snoozing general that confessed to your calm foxian self and you were glad he likes you too. everyone was joyful especially the master diviner because jing yuan wouldnt shut up about you and he can finally finish some work.

nap times with him is so cute. he would literally hug you like a teddy bear and he would want to feel your ears under his chin while you wrap your tail around him. he understands that those parts maybe sensitive (however you wanna interpret it) and would always ask your permission first.

gepard

you came to belobog since it was your mission to be there with the astral express crew. fast forward to when things settled down, you have been eyeing on the cute silvermane guard aka captain gepard and would always or somehow manage to pull pranks on him so that he could pay attention to you and reprimand you.

gepard thinks youre a handful but whenever he interacts with you, he feels so fuzzy on his tummy and red becomes visible on his pale cheeks. he keeps wondering why you keep pulling small little pranks on him and only him. he asks serval for some advice and all she could do was laugh on how adorable you both are as she proceeds to give him some of her insights.

that was until the astral trio asked you questions on why even pull pranks on poor little captain. you kept dodging their questions but dan heng came to the conclusion that you like gepard a lot but you dont know how to tell him so you do small pranks that are enough for him to say something to you.

at the sudden conclusion of your friend, you fell silent and became flustered obviously annoyed that your secret was revealed. but its true and theres no denying it. march 7th keeps asking you question while trailbrazer was telling you what to do to confess. you sighed as you looked at dan heng’s apologetic face.

after a few days of your discussion with them, you decided it is best to avoid gepard at all costs. unironically, you bump into him almost all the time during your time in belobog. instead of interacting with him with your usually boastful sly front, he was met with a shy foxian gaze.

he asked you if you were alright since he hasnt seen you but after a long awful silence you were blunt enough to confess and say your feelings are too strong for him.

he was shocked but he agreed because he also admires you for your unique abilities and features and because he really really likes you. (literallh like a high school girl) he would ask you questions about your tail or ears or anything about spirits. he likes that he can look out for you physically and defend you while you protect him from bad and evil spirits.

he loves your slyness and your intuitive approaches in life. quite the opposite of him and it makes him love you a lot more. you both compliment each other and he respects you a lot and would often praise you for being you.

i feel like he is ticklish… tickle him with your tail and his laughter will erupt !!!! he’s ticklish in his armpits or hips. loves to lay on your tail if you allow it and would scratch your ears. you would get mad at him if he stops.

[itsjeongris]

To all the boys I’ve Loved before ; ZB1

Synopsis: ZB1 as your ex-crushes/boyfriends, (All of the headcanons take place in different universes) Genre: Angst? Type: Headcanon Pairings: OT9 x Reader Authors note: @sanastulip helped me with this so please check her works out too!! (also not all of these fit the zb1 members im sorry 😭) Warnings: Mentions of getting drunk in Ricky’s part, nothing else I think Pronouns used: None Word Count: 0.6k

Jiwoong

Was the neighbor who moved in next door when you were a middle schooler

Had a crush on him even though he was 5 years older than you

Always admired him whenever he went out

Tried sneaking to one of his parties and ended up getting grounded

It didn’t last long since he moved out after 3 months

Hanbin

He was the son of your mom’s friend

You always hung out with him before until you moved away :( 

Was a sweetheart to you and was nice to everyone

He was the perfect guy but you tried to keep contact with him but you slowly drifted apart

It lasted for quite a long time, even after you moved away you missed him (you still do)

Hao

Campus crush.

He was your crush in Uni and you rarely talked to him

You talked only abt school and that’s it

You would see him around the campus and just admire him from afar

He never knew you had a crush on him until one of your friends told him then you tried to make yourself hate him to try to hide it :(

Matthew

Matthew as your best friend!

He was your best friend in high school and you had a BIG crush on him

He always hung out with you and spent time with you, you were convinced he felt something too

Your hopes and dreams were crushed as soon as he introduced his partner to you

Felt really hurt abt it and stopped talking to him then you guys drifted apart

Taerae

You had a crush on Taerae ever since he performed at your school

Had to beg a friend of yours for his number

Your friend eventually gave up and introduced him to you and you guys clicked instantly

You had similar hobbies and you were similar in terms of personality too!

You guys started dating for a while but you both got too busy to see each other so you broke up :(

Ricky

Ricky as the cute guy at a party

You saw him at a party and was in awe by his looks

When you got drunk you ended up making out w him

Started freaking out about it when your friends told you

You were too scared to talk to him after that but was paired up in a group project.

Ended up being best friends after a year and he never knew you liked him at one point.

Gyuvin

Bestfriend's brother.

You were friends with his sister and one time you came over, you saw Gyuvin

He was drop dead gorgeous and sometimes you only came over to see him

You secretly exchanged numbers with him because your best friend kept gatekeeping him

Stopped liking him because your friend found out and made you stop going over to their house

Gunwook

Class president.

He was the Class president and you were the vice president

You had a rivalry of some sort with him and were always competing over everything

Secretly had a crush on him but you had to hide it

You slowly fell out of it since you guys weren't classmates afterwards

Confessed to you but by then you alr lost feelings

Yujin

Brother’s best friend.

He came over to your house to play with your brother and you found him annoying initially.

When he had a sleepover with your brother, however, you started to talk to him out of boredom because you found him cute

While your brother was asleep you guys ended up playing games all night.

This went on for a while until one time your brother woke up to drink water and saw you playing with him then got into an argument so you never talked to yujin since then.

[seonghwaddict]

Hii

Im sad that nsn will be discontinued but i totally understands how it is for you. Im glad you are doing whats better for you, take care!!

Also, could you give the whole big spoilers pls?? Like the ending and the climax of the story and anything you wanna share cuz ill try to complete it in my head lmao

hii thanks for understanding, and of course i’ll share some stuff with you!

i’m not sure where exactly to start, but i suppose you’re probably wondering how yn finds out about the whole vampire thing, so that’s where i’ll start..

basically, you know how san has blood intolerance and specifically needs type O negative blood? yeah so there’s a shortage at some point and he doesn’t have access to it. over time he gets sicker and sicker but he’s afraid of telling the guys that he’s running out of his personal stash; he doesn’t wanna worry them. of course, once it’s too bad they obviously notice and he confesses it. whole of the guys travel around to look for blood bags, while the other ones stay and take care of san.

obv, yn has no idea what’s going on so she’s both worried and just like ??? through some connections, yeosang is able to access medical files of people that attend their uni (he paid a shit load of money he’s standing on business fr) and starts looking for people with that blood type, just in case. he just so happens to stumble across yn’s file in his search, who has exactly what they need.

after a conversation with the guys, they decide to admit to what they are. when the conversation comes around, yn kinda giggles and thinks it’s a joke, however after a long conversation, she’s convinced. and so after hearing about san’s state and what he needs to get better, she doesn’t have to think twice about offering herself.

anyways san gets better after that and the guys n yn grow closer than ever.

as for the climax

her friend, daniel, is also a vampy and is lowk obsessed with her but has been able to hide it alarmingly well. when he notices just how close she is to the guys, he tries his hardest to tuin their relationship and even kidnaps her (that might not be right because idk if it counts as kidnapping but i can’t think of a better word rn).

after like two days the guys realise they hadn’t heard from their fav girl in too long so some of them head to her apartment to check on her except she’s not there cuz she’s in a random cabin in the middle of a random forest with daniel.

throughout her stay there, while the guys are splitting themselves in half tryna find her, she grows more and more uneasy and tries to leave. daniel refuses to let her go and chains her up.

meanwhile, the guys interrogate her other friends to figure out where they could’ve possibly gone (they’ve alway smelled something fishy about daniel so it wasn’t hard to figure out who was responsible for her disappearance). sangmi mentions the cabin their little group goes to on some weekends, and then they’re immediately speeding to get there.

they kill daniel and save yn yay!

you’re probably also wondering how their romance ends up so..

obviously as time progresses, they all slowly but surely fall in love with yn and vice versa. for hongjoong tho, he was in denial for a long time. after the saved her he realised wow i rlly fucking like this girl and that scared him so he subconsciously distanced himself. he was partially afraid of losing her again bc he blames himself heavily for what happened to her and the trauma it cause for… certain reasons…

everyone caught on but the guys were aware of why but yn wasn’t cuz she’s a bit oblivious so one day she finds him in his room and decides to just ask what’s going on cuz she finally got him to look at her for the first time in like two weeks. she was afraid he was mad at her, and prepared herself for the worst, but then comes his 10 minute monologue confessing everything he feels and mentioning that the others feel the same way.

he’s crying but the end of his monologue and she can’t think of anything else to do but kiss him. anyways it’s a rlly cute scene i actually wrote it already cuz i was so excited for it.

and then after that they all gather to talk abt the elephant in the room and after a brief discussion they’re all dating and they live happily ever after.

[crguang]

YUPPPP YUP i agree with everything you said. you touched on this with the praising but black swan is soooo vocal during sex. not necessarily loud, but she'll never hold back her moans and whines. she knows how much you love her voice and adores seeing your reaction to her, like your face flushing and you getting more needy. also, she enjoys using vibrators and strap-ons, but i feel like her favorite thing would be to feel your fingers or tongue. loves skin-to-skin contact and having you close because she can feel things like the temperature of your body and your rapid heartbeat. also omggggg. might be wishful thinking but she likes marking and being marked. leaving lipstick marks and hickeys all over your body, and running her hands over them later when they remain. im not sure how it would be for her because she's a memetic entity, but if it's different for her where the marks don't remain as long or something, i think she would like seeing the lingering effects on you.

anyways, arcane season 2... hope you're enjoying!! (or maybe not if its devastating um.. im scared) i want to watch it so bad but super busy with university rn, so im saving it for winter break. somehow ive managed to avoid spoilers so far!! surely i can keep it up until then ksjdksns. ive trained myself so if i see the word arcane or catch a glimpse of any images i scroll past it as quickly as i can

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YESSSSSSSSSSSSS i forgot to mention it but she’s definitely vocal, i always write her as someone who’s not shy about her pleasure and if it affects you that much too? win-win. i know she has the hottest moans like woah… theyre low and drawn out and raspy im getting dizzy just thinking about it. last time hyv made a sexier character it was arlecchino. swan is so fucking sexy i would fluster and stutter but i could never fumble, i’f have to lock the fuck in because there is mo way im letting anything get in the way of me eating her out or gagging on her strap IDCCCC. she turns me into such a simple minded incel lord

back to what youre saying, sorry shhfng but yes i agree. physical contact is a must for her she just loves it a lot, especially feeling your racing pulse and how alive and human you are. i see her liking marking too, especially with her nails 😋 but she’ll pepper your skin with fat kisses and leave her imprints behind so you can look in the mirror later and remember how she lovingly fucked you dumb <3 i think swan would love getting hickeys on her neck even if they don’t last long. imagine her trailing her fingers up her neck and tilting her head to the side to feel the dull ache of the bruises your teeth left behind… kicking my feet rn

good luck with uni and arcane is definitely something, i havent watched the finale yet so im not taking chances and just staying off twitter until i do. we’ll see how it goes but im also very scared

[pseudowho]

the age gap between your kids is the same as mine with my siblings (i think, unless i’ve screwed up the math)! i’m the oldest and then my brother is 4 years younger and then my other brother is 6 years younger! so it’s pretty much the same i think except we’re not 3 boys.

i think that’s the ideal age gap situation to have, like you bicker and fight a lot when you’re younger (although maybe your younger 2 kids are too young to have reached that stage) but it’s not so big that there ends up being distance between siblings or that the oldest ends up in an accidental parentification situation. my brothers and i are 21, 17, and 15 right now and we’re quite close, but i do have a sister who is 15 years younger than me. which is a lot of years. and it’s a bit of a weird situation because my parents are great (except for the part where they had a kid 15 years after their oldest, that was bat shit crazy) in that despite me being the oldest (and the oldest daughter at that) i was never really expected to be involved in the raising of my siblings which is really common in my culture. but obviously my sister is so much younger than me that it sort of just ends up happening on its own. i always say that my brothers and i grew up together but i (well, we) are watching her grow up. i feel so guilty sometimes because i’m at university now, i’m doing medicine, and i’ve moved abroad for it. so i don’t really see my sister very often except for in like the holidays and all. and i try to call and i try to stay in touch but i’m just so busy all the time that it’s hard. i’m sure you get what i mean since you’re in healthcare but being a med student is a lot. i constantly feel so badly guilty because my sister misses me a lottt and every time i come back to uni from the holidays she literally has like hysterical sobs and it breaks my heart. and then when i am at home it becomes really hard because my sister understandably wants me to devote every second of my day to her and it becomes difficult for me to go out with my friends or even interact with my brothers extensively because they do live with her so they’re not as willing to do things that would humour her and entertain her and obviously it is a lot easier to talk more freely to each other without our six year old sister around who would probably unwittingly snitch to our parents about whatever stupid things my brothers are trying to hide from them. i love my sister to bits but well she is 6 so while i do try my best to spend as much time with her as i can it honestly really is a chore. and i feel really bad that i feel that way but i really can’t help it. i’m really not a kids person beyond being able to take care of their physical needs and occasionally their emotional ones if they’re about to cry or something.

and since i’m in med school and there’s a lottt of years left for me to do which are going to be abroad i just feel horrible about my sister all the time, like im literally going to miss so much of her life. and i also don’t want it to be like that she grows up feeling alienated from me or that she’s all grown up one day and she’s just like “yeah i have an older sister but she’s never been around much, we don’t really talk”. plus my brothers will also be done with school soon so they’ll leave too and then we’ll all be having our own things and our own lives and at that point she may as well be an only child and i feel so fucking sad and guilty about it all the time. i feel like 90% of my thoughts are me just thinking about my sister and feeling guilty. and sometimes i just resent my parents so much because we could’ve just been 3 with normal age gaps and it would’ve been perfect. but no there had to be my sister who’s so much younger than the rest of us, i feel like such an awful person for even thinking that we would’ve been better off without her but i do sort of think it sometimes. i would never ever EVER say that to her or to any of my family and i do love her insanely but she’s just so much younger it’s insane.

i’m sorry i’m going to shut up now this ended up being so long. i just wanted to comment a little on your family structure i did not intend to word vomit about my own feelings that didn’t even fully realise i was feeling.

Me and @mrhaitch can relate to this on a lot of levels; our kids, of course, have the age gaps of you and your elderly siblings as described, but Mr.Haitch has a little brother who is 15/16 years younger than him. A lot of what you've described (the 'perfect' gaps, then the subsequent guilt and resentment towards parents of having a sibling that much younger) is stuff we can relate to.

Ultimately, speaking as people who are further down the line, with Mr.Haitch now 32 and his younger brother approaching 17, the youngest is raised in so many ways, as an only child. The older siblings end up becoming almost parents for them. I mean, Mr.Haitch and I are still named on the will as his little brothers' new guardians, in case his parents were to pass away before his brother is an adult.

Mr.Haitch had absolutely no involvement in his little brothers' childhood. It has forced a completely different relationship dynamic. I think he wishes he had made more effort to be involved, and regrets it now.

It's something you will have to traverse in the kindest way for your sister; while it's unfair for you to be parentified, you, ultimately, are a vital role model for her, and being so much older, you are the one with the power to steer your relationship positively.

Video calls and games you can perhaps do together over video. Asking her about her day and her interests and actually listening. Never forgetting her birthday, and sending her a gift. Be her penpal. Make her know that she's still important to you even though you can't be close. Children that age remember the things that you do, more than the things that you don't.

It will take her until adulthood to understand the position you were in, but you can lay the foundations now for how she perceives you then. I assure you, a little goes a long way to prevent alienation. When she then perceives this big sister who still loves her even when apart from her...well. It will show.

Resent your parents all you like; that's not what's going to help her, and help you, right now. Put it aside-- it's too big for her. Just be her big sister in any way that you can, okay?

Don't worry about the word vomit. Sometimes, seeing real life played out in another family before you, ignites something, doesn't it?

Love,

-- Haitch xxx