#i hope youre doing well cloud and i wish you a very Rest & Relaxation in your near future 🫶🫶

[buyingstarshine]

WE ARE SO BACK ROYAL JESTERS IS SO BACK THE WEDDING IS BACK ON 💥💥💥💥

royal jesters au belongs to @head-in-the-icloud

[theyluvkarolina]

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SUMMARY౨ৎ Being with Carlos was magical and always made you felt as if you were on cloud 9. But him breaking everything off so suddenly and moving on oh so quick? What better way than to show him what he’s missing than with all of your success.

PAIRING ౨ৎ Carlos Sainz x Fem!Reader, very slight Lando Norris x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS ౨ৎ I use photos of Rebecca and she will be mentioned in it in here but no hate what-so-ever sent to her! (hate on her will be deleted.), no exact fc but i will only use photos of sabrina for music themed posts and the crying story ONLY

A/N ౨ৎ still mad about the croatia vs spain game so i’m taking my anger out on carlos 😭😭. HOLY SHIT I DID THIS ALL IN ONE DAY!! NEW RECORD!!

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username2 DID WHT I THINK HAPPEN, HAPPEN??

username3 …the smooth operator song…? oh god…

username4 THE BOOK QUOTE TOO???

lilymunihe girl. open the groupchat rn.

franscica.cgomes do i have to kill a man???

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francisca.cgomes ✔︎ hottie mcmommy

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alexandrasaintmleux pretty girl 🎞️ 📸

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username5 carlos fucked up big time letting her go 🤤

username6 what kika said was so real

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carlosainz55 rest and relaxation 🌊 🌞

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username12 why did you dump our queen 😞

username13 IT WAS BARELY EVEN 2 WEEKS AND HE ALREADY MOVED ON??

username14 who is that woman???

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username17 rest and relaxation my ass.

username18 how tf do you move on from a gf that fast

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username20 i feel like carlos is about to get some karma

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username21 and y/n wasn’t that amazing support??

username22 no because y/n literally stopped her music career, arranged some concerts around HIM so she can support HIM.

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username25 she’s cute and i wish them the best… but i really hope that he doesn’t do her dirty just like what he did with y/n.

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username30 HELLO??

username31 NOT HER TAKING THE VILLA 😭😭

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charles_leclerc ✔︎ where is my credit for driving you all around? 🥴

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lilymunihe ✔︎ mwah mwah, dumping alex for you rn.

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landonorris cool water (it’s not the water i’m looking at)

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username33 the way she also looks so much lighter like a feather in the wind.

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username35 Y/N IS BACK IN HER MUSIC ERA

username36 we hate you carlos but thank you for bringing her back to us 🫶

username37 LETS FUCKING GO??

username38 LET’S GO?

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username40 THE RANDOM ALBUM DROP???

username41 POSSIBLE ALBUM OF THE YEAR??

username42 miss girl saved summer single handedly.

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username44 ALKSHJDFLIAKDJFH:WIOH:FKWN

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alexandrasaintmleux my girl 🩷 your songs were absolutely amazing! so honored to be one of the firsts to listen!!

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landonorris ✔︎ congrats you muppet 🙃

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username58 not even joking she’s the prettiest woman ive ever seen.

username59 NO FR BECAUSE HOW DID CARLOS DUMP HER??

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[luna0713hunter]

"you'll have to teach me " with zoro please and with

neck kisses / kitchen counter kisses

Kisses to keep your lover quiet but zoro kisses the reader

Lazy make-up

Thank btw I love your work

Author's note : its currently 3:30 am that im writing this request and gosh so many cute kisses with Zoro! And thank you for your nice compliments!!i hope you enjoy it 💕

"you'll have to teach me"

"neck kisses"

"kitchen counter kisses"

"kisses to keep your lover quiet"

"lazy makeout"

Based on this prompt

Zoro Roronoa x reader

Warnings : none,lots of fluff and kisses,cute couple

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Getting some privacy in a ship is nearly impossible.

You cant really blame anyone;its a public space that all the crewmates share,and no one has the actual time to relax and spend time in their lover's company.

But there are also mornings like this: where everything's soft in the glow of the rising sun;the ocean calm and the sky so blue with few clouds, it has you closing your eyes and wishing for that moment to last forever.

As you lean back on the kitchen counter after you've made yourself a cup of tea,you enjoy the rare moments of loneliness. You close your eyes and take a sip of the sweet honey flavor liquid and let the rays of the sunlight warm your face.

When you hear the sound of someone stepping inside the kitchen,you open your eyes;ready to greet Sanji, assuming he's going to make breakfast since he's always the first one to wake up. But what greets you is the sight of a very drowsy Zoro making his way toward you. You pour him a cup of tea as well and offer it to him;and eye him as he accepts it with a grunt. You grin and bump your shoulder to his,making him grunt again.

"not awake yet,sleepy head?"

"not my fault. Usopp snores. And Luffy talks about food in his sleep."

You snort around your own cup of tea, "what about Sanji?"

Zoro takes a moment to consider your question,a when he speaks next,he seems genuinely surprised by his answer.

"he... actually isnt so bothersome when he sleeps. Which is weird, considering how annoying he is when he's awake."

You throw your head back and laugh;the sound so refreshing in the silence of the morning. Zoro takes a sip of his tea,and leans on his forearms next to where you're currently sitting on the counter.

"why are you up so early?"

You shrug and tilt your head toward the window.

"the weather was too nice to sleep in."

"is that so?"

You close your eyes when the skies clears again and the rays of the sunshine warm your face.

"yeah."

You two bask in each others' presence;no need for any words,just enjoying the silence. The tea finishes soon,and with warm belly,you eyelids start to droop again.

"sleepy?"

When you open your eyes,you see Zoro's face inches away from yours;having you caged between his arms. You lean forward and rest your forehead against his, smiling when he lowers his head and presses his lips to your neck. You shiver,and wrap your arms around Zoro's neck.

"you know,i always dreamed of kissing my boyfriend on a kitchen counter."

An amused chuckle escapes his lips,and he tilts his head to one side while eyeing your lips; pretending to be confused.

"oh?then I'm afraid you'll have to teach me how to do it."

You giggle and pull him closer

"that,can be arranged."

When your lips meet,the morning feels even better. Zoro's lips are soft and move slowly against your own. Its everything you've ever wanted,and even more.

Because of mornings like this,you try to wake up earlier than usual every now and then;so you can have a small alone time with the man you love before everyone else wake up.

When a small sound escapes your lips as he bites your lower lip lightly,Zoro pulls back slightly and rests his forehead against yours.

"you have to keep it down,babe. Don't want other to wake up now,do we?"

And one shake of your head is enough answer for him to dive back in,and capture your lips again.

And you pray to every god you know,that mornings like this last forever.

[shinobushaori]

I’m literally obsessed w/your work it’s keeping me sane while I try not to think about what’s going to happen to Shinobu in the next movie 💔

I’d like to request just some fluff of Shinobu x a fem reader and they haven’t seen each other for a while. Shinobu is busy being a Hashira and taking care of patients, and reader is busy being slayer taking on mission after mission. Finally, the reader makes it home to the butterfly mansion when it’s already well past dusk, and finds Shinobu slaving away doing late night research. At first Shinobu thinks the reader is some random assistant, but then she quickly realizes it’s the reader, and so Shinobu immediately halts all of her research to dote on the reader. Eventually it leads to the reader gently/lovingly scolding Shinobu for being up late again, which eventually leads to the reader and Shinobu going to bed, and as they catch up, cuddle, and exchange kisses both reader and Shinobu fall asleep. Just very fluffy stuff :D Maybe it even rains too, or it’s cold so Shinobu and the reader have to snuggle up under the covers. All in all just comfort and fluff!

A/N: You're in luck! I actually wrote something really similar but tweaked it a bit to more fit your request. And I'm so happy that my work distracts you as much as it distracts me! Especially from what's going to happen next year LMAO yeah I did find out while writing this tho that I suck at dialogues so that's.. something... hope you enjoy!

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"Finally!"

You squished the demon's remaining ashes under your feet, successfully extinguishing whatever profanities it managed to scream at you. Not bothering to listen to any of them. You're just glad that after a week of overstaying yourself in this village, you've finally gotten rid of the reason you were here in the first place.

It wasn't a strong opponent by any chance but it sure was tricky and cunning. Using ways that even you, who usually just go for the head, think of your actions more deeply. After all, one mistake could lead to a terrifying massacre.

But you waved all of that away. You managed to slay the demon and save people in the process, that's important.

After a while of receiving the countless grateful thank yous, you passed everything else to the Kakushis that had recently arrived with a nod.

"Ame."

Your crow perches on your shoulder and you smile, patting her ruffled feathers as she caws loudly. "Rest! Rest! Rest!"

You chuckle, "Alright, I got it."

Your thoughts wander as you walk towards the direction your crow was guiding you. Warmth settled on your stomach when you realized the familiar pavement and purposely stationed planted flowers as well as the occasional flutter and waves of butterflies.

'Ah.' You fully relax your body, seemingly melting from the warmth on your face alone. You cannot deny that you've longed so much from your family and most of all, from your lover.

It was an unexpected development, you could admit. From close co-workers to friends and then something more. Shinobu captivated you in more ways imaginable and possible. So, imagine the loneliness that clouded you every day that you were away. Being a Hashira as well as her, duties were indeed more important. But sometimes you wish you could be selfish for once and stay one more day with her, free of any worries outside normal, mundane concerns.

Alas, duty calls and you had to be away for two whole months! Countless missions left and right, your recent being the longest you've ever had. It was exhausting and mentally taxing waking up and only having comfort from the frequently exchanged letters sent by the girls and Shinobu before you ready yourself for another night of demon hunting.

Though, you suppose none of those matters now as you stood at the sight of the Butterfly Estate with a tired smile. The sun had already retreated for the day and the bustling mansion was still up and lively, likely nursing after wounded slayers.

You didn't want to possibly distract them so you discreetly went inside and almost immediately bolted towards the work office Shinobu must be working herself on.

You weren't wrong as the clanks and light stomps become audible from behind the thin door.

You widely grinned, you didn't notify any of the girls of your arrival as even you weren't sure when you're free of the duties given towards you. So, you were giddy in your place to surprise Shinobu with your presence.

You raise your arm to knock.

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Shinobu releases a tired exhale. After the seemingly endless hours stretching on, the beaker she held between her fingers made it entirely worth it. With this specific mixture, she should have a nicely prepared scabbard full of poisonous concoctions of wisteria enough to last a few missions.

'I shouldn't worry for a while.' Shinobu sets the glass aside but momentarily pauses when a knock becomes audible. However, before she could speak, the swish sound of the door harshly sliding enters her ears.

She inwardly sighs, "Aoi-chan, I greatly appreciate your concerns but didn't I-"

"Give the poor girl a break, won't you?"

Shinobu blinks, snapping her head behind. Gaping with widened eyes as your tired state emerged from whatever hell hole you came from.

She eventually snapped out of this quick trance, smirking as you walked closer towards her while she slightly leaned on the table behind. "Oh? Don't tell me you abandoned your missions to visit me? That's sweet but I'm afraid I have to report you to Master~!"

You chuckled, missing her soothing voice yet teasing tone. The two months away truly took so much precious things that you can't help but treasure everything you missed from Shinobu. As you got closer, you immediately pulled her in a tight hug, inhaling the wisteria scent that clung itself onto her and she giggled at your desperate hold.

Feeling you rubbing your head on her neck made Shinobu even giddier, "Now, now. Are you actually coaxing me into not snitching? How cunning of you, my dear."

Already used to this, you didn't mind her teasing behavior. You know just how you could shut Shinobu's mouth and she's well aware of your ability to do so. That in mind, you worked your magic as your hands slowly wandered around her body, while placing small light kisses on her jaw and neck below, grinning at the way she softly sighed as you did so.

Shinobu bit her lip, feeling herself immediately fluster at your touch. She cannot deny she longed so much from you. From your silent touches to the loving gazes. After all, work and research could only do so much to distract her from her aching yearning for you. She's just glad that you're finally free of your duties as much as she is currently too. Tilting her head, she hums at the way your lips last longer on her skin and your palms softly caressing her waist.

"Missed you." You grumbled, leaning away to face her before tilting your head.

"Don't you miss me, too?"

Shinobu chuckles, finding your pleading eyes adorable as she brought a hand to rub your cheek. "Of course I did, my beloved." Her reply easily gets a shy smile from you.

"Good," You sigh, pressing closer towards her again. "..because I missed you so much I could just die."

The Hashira pats your head, loving the way you leaned most of your weight onto her, "Hmmm.. so dramatic."

You completely ignored her words, rather continuing on complaining about your previous missions, grumbling and groaning as if Shinobu was giving attention to everything other than the way you twirled her hair around your finger or the way you lock your jaw the moment you recall something entirely embarrassing or annoying. She could just stare all day and not get tired of doing so.

"..'nobu, Shinobu.. are you listening to me?" She hums, licking her lips and bringing her eyes back and up to your own with a sly grin.

"Something about demons, yes?"

Yep, she wasn't listening. You shook your head. "Well, that's all from me, how about you? I trust that you've been taking care of yourself?"

Shinobu visibly beamed, "Of course, I have-!"

"Don't even lie."

You immediately deadpanned. "You have a futon in here, which you only bring out if you spent a few nights here again. And don't think I didn't notice your cold and untouched dinner set aside either."

Her smile tensed, her head tilting as her purple eyes seemed to glint with a single brow raised. "Well, what's the point of asking something you're already aware of?"

You roll your eyes, "I wanted to test you," You shrug, leaning away from her touch. "I guess you failed."

Shinobu didn't even let a single second pass without her arms tangled around your neck as she immediately pulled you in, her smirk widening.

"Don't think I would let you escape that fast~"

You giggle, easily balancing the two of you as you give her a short kiss. "I'd be saddened if you did." You give her hips a small squeeze, "After all, I wouldn't dream of letting you go."

She huffs in amusement, "My, what a sweet talker you are."

"Says you."

Shinobu laughs, slowly pushing you towards the conventionally placed futon on the side. The two of you immediately cling onto each other, with you burying your head on Shinobu's neck while she lovingly caress your hair, the warm blanket sat above you two.

Pure small moments like these, seemingly ordinary yet profoundly precious, are what Shinobu cherishes the most. Nothing else but love and care radiating from the two of you. How she wishes time could stop and stretch on endlessly just for the two of you to spend time together.

You soon break the long and comfortable silence. "Take care of yourself, will you? Not just for me but for the girls as well."

You take a small peek at her, pouting at the way Shinobu simply smirks with her eyes closed, your words seemingly entering and leaving one ear to another.

"I mean it, Shinobu. Don't push yourself too hard, you deserve a break too."

She sharply exhaled yet the smile plastered on her lips softened hearing your words and you snicker seeing it. You know she secretly likes being taken care well. Although, you doubt she'll agree hearing it.

You return to your supposed location, deep down her nape once again with a satisfied smile. The warmth in your stomach increasingly grows, content being beside your lover like this.

"I love you."

Shinobu feels the heat creep up her face and ears, her heart tug felt painful yet she loved every single beat of it because she knows it's all because of you. You always make her feel like she's floating, always without a single fail. And at that moment, she feels all the strain for the past weeks leave her body as her comfort fully and rightfully embraced her.

Words could never capture the actuality of her feelings and yet it easily left her mouth anyways.

"I love you too."

As she always had and always will.

shinobu secretly liking being taken care of is so so canon to me that i jst had to mention it as a small detail idk why

GRGRGRGG i feel like I could've done better at portraying shinobu but i cant let yall starve any longer so i forced myself to publish this heheheh hopefully i could finish other requests too, have a nice day!

[hitomisuzuya]

Diluc x virgin!fem!reader. Smut. Starts as soft smut. Fingering. Turn into rough smut. Praise.

This is by request by @certifiedsimp66 I hope you like, dear.

Diluc's touches were soft on your body, his eyes were trained on you for any expression of pain as his fingers pumped in and out of you.

This was your first time, and he was going to do his very best to make sure you felt as little pain as possible.

He hooked his fingers against your sweet spot, making you whimper a little, rolling your hips up into his fingers. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips when he recognized it was a whimper of pleasure.

Your back arched slightly off the bed when he pressed his thumb on your clit to rub soft circles. He groaned softly as your walls clamped around his fingers.

"D-Diluc," You moaned, grabbing his wrist to urge his fingers inside of you at a faster pace, "it feels so good."

Diluc brushed some hair from your eyes. "So needy. Is my darling prepared for me?" He asked in almost a teasing manner, slowing down the pace of his fingers to see you squirm. As patient as he wanted to be with you, the way you were starting to writhe while you moaned his name was starting to stir something primal in him.

Your next words were music to his ears.

You leaned up, resting your forehead against his. "I want you to be rougher with me, Diluc."

Your beautiful eyes were starting to fill with desperation. Desperation for him. The knot of your orgasm had been coiling tighter to burst with each thrust of his fingers. You wanted nothing more than for him to push you over the edge until you were breathless and panting from pleasure, screaming his name.

To lose yourself completely in him.

Diluc's eyes widened before he smirked down at you. "Your wish is my command," Your body trembled in anticipation as he pinned your wrists above your head, bringing his cock to rub between your dripping folds.

You were a vision underneath him, squirming as you tried to angle your hips up so the tip of his cock pushed against your entrance. That was what made Diluc snap.

Letting out a low growl, he leaned down to kiss you passionately, swallowing your moans as he thrust himself inside of you for the first time. Already having been stimulated by his fingers, your walls nearly clamped immediate and tight around his cock.

Your fingernails dug into the palms of your hands. At first his thrusts were languid and slow, kissing your sweet spot gently to give you time to adjust.

"Rougher, Diluc, please," You pleaded, crying out louder when his cock kissed your sweet spot in a way that made you tremble and see stars.

His hands tightened on your wrists in a dominant manner, making your cheeks flush, his hips suddenly snapping into yours. He moaned huskily in bliss when you hooked a leg over his hip, drawing his cock deeper inside of you.

"You are doing so well. Relax and let me make you cum," He said, soothing his thumb over the inflamed skin of your palms. When he let go of your wrists to rub your clit, you put your arms around him, clinging to him.

Your first time with Diluc was everything you'd imagined. His thrusts were building up your orgasm with such intensity that it had you babbling as you writhed underneath him.

You could barely form a coherent sentence, your orgasm washing over you all at once. Your clit throbbed under Diluc's thumb as your release gushed around his cock.

His intention had been to make you cum first. Your pleasure, no matter would what would always come first and foremost before his own.

You put your hands on his cheeks, your eyes clouded in a haze of fucked out bliss as you gazed up at him. It was the look that Diluc was going to look forward to seeing on you more often.

"Cum inside of me, Diluc!" You skimmed your thumba tenderly along his cheeks.

In this moment, nothing sounded more heavenly to him than that. His cock continued to kiss your sweet spot, your walls fluttering sensitive around his cock.

His lips captured yours in another passionate kiss, moaning into your mouth. His teeth nipped at your lower lip, his tongue exploring your mouth. You cried out, muffled against his mouth as his cum ribboned warm inside of you.

You both were trembling while Diluc fucked you through his orgasm, relishing in every sweet cry of pleasure as he chased his high.

Breathless, you looked up at him as he pulled away, his hips slowing to a stop. However, he didn't get the chance to pull out of you before you said, "More, please."

Diluc chuckled, teasing you again about how needy you were before he started to prepare your body for another round.

[meteorxiaowerr]

'till we meet again ─ ma chérie

pairing : neuvillette x f!reader

notes : 3rd time posting here and 1st time writing for neuvi sooo....AHSFHSFHFH

warnings : angst no fluff (?)

synopsis : the death of the chief justice's lover made him want to believe in the reality of reincarnation

fontaine felt colder than usual. the rain had not stopped pouring since the mornings spring

"hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don't cry" she says as she softly caress my face, even in her final moments

neuvillette's pov

"im sorry i couldn't stay forever, neuvillette." her eyes flickered slowly and weakly, trying to gather all the strength she had left in saying her final goodbyes

"there's no need to apologize darling"

"neuvillette, i hope that in my next life i would be able to find you even...if it was just for a brief moment"

"ma chérie...." my voice trembled as tears continuously streamed down.

"hush now, darling. hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don't cry." she smiles softly as she wiped the tears from outer corner of my eyes. i place my hand on yours and leaned in to your touch.

but alas, time is limited

i mustered all the strength and courage i had to say my final goodbyes to my beloved lover.

"ma chérie..... you can rest now" i whispered

her eyes slowly closed as her face started to relax in eternal slumber. the wrinkles the grazed her skin softened. the weight of her hand that gently cupped my face loosened.

there she was, her lifeless body laid peacefully on the bed they once shared.

"i am indeed very grateful to have spent my time with you, ma chérie."

"mama i want to play!" the child says as he looked outside the window urging his mom to let him go outside and play. "has the rain stopped?" her brows furrowed. "not yet..." "then you cannot play and go outside until the rain has stopped". the young lad whined at his mom's words. he looked at the gloomy clouds as the rain poured endlessly

"hydro dragon, hydro dragon don't cry!" thr boy cried out loud, hoping the hydro dragon sovereign could hear his plea.

it was an old fontanian belief, whenever it rained it meant that the hydro dragon was crying. well, that belief was indeed real as neuvillette's eyes watered with grief.

the death of his lover, his solace, his strength, his world, his everything. the pain ached in his chest as he gave you a proper rite of passage, the last time he'd ever see you.

"neuvillette"

"hm, yes dear?" he responded as his eyes were glued to the case file he was analyzing, still of course paying close attention to your words

"do you believe in reincarnation?"

he paused for a moment as he slowly looked at your direction

"im not quite sure. why do you ask, ma chérie?"

she chuckled "well, i think the idea of reincarnation is fascinating"

"what suddenly piqued your interest with reincarnation, dear?" his head tilted slightly to the side, puzzled as to why you suddenly had an interest in the topic

"oh nothing! it just, i want to believe reincarnation is real"

neuvillette's brow raised in curiosity

"oh? and why is that?"

"because if it is real, i wish to be reborn as your lover in my next life"

his eyes slowly widened at your words

"if it is real, then i'd be sure to find you in your next life and the next and your life after that." he smiled softly at you, reassuring that he'd find you in your next lives and love you all over again.

neuvillette sat down on the bed you once shared as he ruffled his hair in despair. the bed your lifeless body once laid in.

he suddenly remembered that conversation you two had in his office a long time ago. the conversation about you wishing that reincarnation was real. you hoping that in your next life he'd still be your lover and that he'd find you again.

"i will wait for you, ma chérie. ill come find you again, i promise." he whispered slowly to himself as he succumbed in his grief.

a/n : WOAHH 2 POSTS IN ONE DAY THATS CRAZYY 🤯🤯 this had been rotting in my drafts for a long time so i decided its time to finally finish it. anyways, hoped yall liked this, personally i really liked this one i hope yall did too!

[joocomics]

hey dinna! hope you’ve been doing well 🫶 idk if ur taking HC requests rn, as i’m sure ur busy w kinktober (which i’ve been loving btw!!) so totally understandable if ur not, but if u are… how do u think the heroes would comfort their partner who was going through a difficult time and feeling bad about themselves?

(asking for a friend) ((it’s me i’m the friend. PMS has been getting to me and making All of my insecurities flare up and i even had a work-related nightmare the other day from the stress 🥲 i know the feelings will pass and i’ll be fine but it really sucks rn and i wish i had a pretty boy to hug me and tell me it’s ok 😭))

hi pookie 🫶🏼 i’m sorry to hear you’re going through a tough time and i really hope this post as little as it is brings you some joy! i’m sure you’re strong and you can get through it quicker than you think! make sure to rest well and take care of yourself now more than ever ~ i’m here if you need to distract yourself from everything. also, thank you for reading my kinktober event, means more than you know 🤎

gunil would talk to you about it firsthand because for him it’s important that you know you can always share anything with him; undeniably the conversation would ease the storm inside you. he’s patient, understanding and very good with words; he’d know what to say and how; when to speak and when to leave you to be the one talking while he just listens and caresses your back with affection. the conversation would be comforting, and once it’s over, he’d propose to you to go for a walk in the park so you can get some fresh air. his eyes won’t leave you out of sight throughout the whole day and they’ll radiate love and gentleness. if you’re not in the mood for that, he’d order food and make a cosy space for a movie night

jungsu would cuddle you so much; he’d lock arms around you and keep you warm and safe while leaving soft kisses in your hair. he wouldn’t be big on talking in the specific moment, but when he speaks he’d say exactly what you need to hear and every word would be healing. you’d feel your heart calming its rhythm and healing its wound slowly as he whispers that you’re doing great and that everything will be okay; he’s by your side and he’s always going to be here for you. he’d make sure to spoon you when you go to bed to limit the chances of you having another nightmare, and during the day, he’d be throwing you compliments and little encouraging phrases that would have a big positive impact on your week

jiseok would be slightly perplexed maybe solely because of wanting to help you feel better and being unsure if he’s doing enough. until you show him that his presence alone is already enough for your heart to relax. he’d definitely sneak a few jokes here and there, hoping to make you laugh, as he keeps your head resting on his lap and his hands playing with your hair which is another thing that always makes you feel at ease too. you’d be able to feel the love he has for you as his fingers caress your cheek gently and his eyes look down at you lovingly

seungmin would talk to you about it when you want to talk about it, and when you need to have some alone time, he’d cook for you. he’d make your favorite meal and put on the movie that he knows you keep rewatching because you love it so much. he can easily tell when your mood starts to drop and every gesture of his would radiate support and affection in order to remind you he’s there for you. he’d buy all your favorite snacks, he’d shower together with you, he’d do your hair and take you to the mall so you can laugh together at silly toys and such

junhan would be the best listener; he’d really try to give you not only support and validation but also advice if you need it, for work or your own personal reasons. he’d ask questions and try to help you go through your messy thoughts that would be clouding your mind. after a long conversation he’d want to uplift your spirits and would want to know what you want to do. whatever you’re in the mood for, that’s what he’d be in the mood for too. going out for brunch, chilling at home and listening to music, going to the cinema… you name it. on days like that he’d just want to see you smile again

jooyeon would let you cry on his shoulder for as long as you need. he hates to see you cry, but he knows it’s relieving you from the pressure; if it’s something you feel the need to do in that moment he’d hold you in his arms and caress your back gently while quietly reminding you that it’s okay. he’d kiss your nose then your cheeks until he covers every part of your puffy face with quick soft pecks. he’d make sure you know it’s normal for everyone to have days like this and that you shouldn’t forget that you’re not going through them alone. the crying session would turn into the two of you chatting about some mundane things while cuddling, and then the cuddling would turn into him suddenly playing fight with you out of nowhere (spoiler alert: he’d let you win. not easily, but he’d let you win)

[xxsycamore]

𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋'𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒

↬ 💢 You wish that Theo would stop being a rude tease, even if just for one day. Your wish is soon granted.

Theodorus van Gogh x f!Reader • rating: G • tags: Fluff; Domestic Fluff; Breakfast in bed; Birthday Fluff • wordcount: 1,411 • masterlist

a/n: TODAY IS @yarnnerdally 'S BDAY!! She said everything is about Nanami today bcs of their shared birthday, I decided to prove her wrong and surprise her with a little something with another lover of hers because she deserves ALL the love, not just Nanamin's ~ Happy Birthday, dear Ally!!! I hope you have tons of fun today, I'm sending you a thousand hugs!! ILY SO MUCH!! 💕💕💕💕

"I already told you I got the day off today. Seriously. One would think you'd become less of an airhead with age."

"I just wasn't sure! Jeez! You're married to your job anyway, why would my birthday be special enough to part with it even for a day..."

Theo mirrors your own frown, forking some of his dinner in the meantime. How dare you consider such a thing? You're the most important person in his life now - is it so far-fetched and not obvious that he'd put time and effort into celebrating the birthday of his beloved? Not having yet delved into the delicious-looking meal that you've prepared for him, he quickly stands up and comes to your side to steal a kiss.

Your giggles are bringing a smile to his own face too, all hints of frowning now in the past. Theo finds himself tugged by the tie for another kiss before he can retreat to his seat, but he shakes his head firmly.

"No dessert before dinner. Or do you really like acting immature that much?"

"I wish you weren't such a rude tease for ONE DAY, Theo... hmph."

💙 - 💙 - 💙 -💙 - 💙

It's like the gentle caress of an angel brushing across your cheek when your senses start to awaken naturally, undisturbed by alarming noises calling for an early start to yet another busy day. Waking up on your own, in a good mood, when the sun is already high in the sky... it's a birthday present on its own already, and you lazily stretch out your limbs to embrace it.

It's then that you realize the gentle caress from earlier is not a fragment of your still dream-dazed imagination, but it doesn't belong to an angel either - it's the hand of none other than your own personal devil, Theodorus van Gogh.

"Hehe...Good Morning to you too, Theo."

"Morning, schat. Happy Birthday."

Oh, you could get used to this. Though you've heard many words of sweetness in Dutch fall from those perfect lips of his, they're always a special treat, even more so when accompanied by the gentleness of his strong hands. You lean into the touch, eyelids falling closed as if you're ready to spend the entirety of the sunny summer day between the sheets with him and call it a day well spent. Theo is used to spending very little time in bed before starting his day, so you make the best of his cuddly mood, playfully entangling your legs in his under the sheets, as if to keep him where he is for longer.

Theo answers by pulling himself even closer to you, his chest now pressed firmly against your back as he cuddles you from behind. You hum a little in surprise, but it comes out almost as a purr instead.

"Still sleepy, Theo? You couldn't get enough sleep?"

"Oh no, I'm fine. It just seemed like you wanted me to hold you for awhile."

Oh. Well, he read you perfectly, then.

"Hah... with how many things we planned for the day last night, here I thought you'd call me lazy for lounging in bed at this hour."

Theo's feather-light caresses move to trace the curve of your shoulder and get distracted with playing with your hair just like you love it.

"Why would I call you lazy? It's your birthday. You can do whatever you want. Get some rest, everything else can wait."

If you thought you were all relaxed up until now, then those words turned you into a content puddle of inner peacefulness. You're floating on the cloud that your shared bed is, your body light, your sprawling about justified by the words of a workaholic. It's the best medicine.

"Hmm, I guess I have to listen to you, then. You're always right. Though, things can always get even more self-indulgent..."

"Would you like me to do something for you?"

How attentive, the suggestion coming before you can even finish your thought. Maybe you should take advantage of this.

"I was thinking of breakfast in bed, but I'd hate to be the only one bringing food in here while you're just watching...since you hate bringing your syrup-drenched pancakes anywhere near the bed."

"Well, I guess it's time for your first birthday surprise then."

Leaving you alone in bed with only the big imaginary question mark looming over your head, you raise yourself to a seated position in bed, gripping the sheets into your palms to get some sense of reality in this rather dream-like situation. The sound of his footsteps comes closer again so quickly that you have no time for guessing for yourself. He's holding a silver tray with a rich breakfast for two on it, carefully placing it in the center of the bed in front of you.

"If the eggs have gone cold i'll fry you new ones. You like them done this, right? Or if you want me to change anything else, I'll do that too. I'm not too keen on making breakfast, unfortunately."

"Oh, no, please, Theo, you did amazing! There are so many delicacies here... this is a breakfast for a king!"

"Or a Queen." Theo remarks, an imprint of his smirking lips appearing on your cheek as he leans in close to smooch it.

Your reaching for the utensils is interrupted by the raising undercurrent of suspicion coated in sweetness. This is not ignorable anymore, and you rest your arms on your sides again as you look him in the eye.

"Okay Theo, what's wrong with you today?"

"...Wrong? Have I said something bad?"

"No! You're just- so considerable and gentle and-"

The nerve furrowing Theo's brow is old and familiar, a friend you're glad to meet again, almost.

"I'm normally considerable and gentle with the ones I love. Darling."

He's definitely trying if anything, and now you're guilty for claiming the opposite. You know his soft side better than anyone; his protectiveness, his determination to always put you first and foremost and to melt you with gestures of sweet, sweet love. That's your Theo. Yet being bombed with all of those little acts of affection first thing in the morning couldn't not make you look for a reason behind them, stupid as it might sound.

Theo sighs, seeing that his smart girl saw through his plan right away, even though it's only just been set in motion. Picking up a strawberry from the food tray and lifting it to your lips, he makes his confession.

"You said that you wanted me to stop being...'a rude tease' for one day. I've already prepared some other surprises for you but I thought one more gift wouldn't hurt."

This is...something you said last night at diner. And Theo not only remembered your little remark of frustration, but committed to fixing his attitude overnight just to please you. Now that's a surprise.

"Theo...! Oh my god. No, please, I love you just as you are! I love your sharp tongue and how brash you are sometimes, and I know well enough you don't mean it if you accidentally say something mean... Theo, I fell in love with you even the way you were in the beginning, do you seriously think I'd rather you act differently now?"

Theo's pretty aquamarine eyes widen all for you to admire, and sure enough, it captivates you enough to forget the strawberry offered to you. That's Theo's chance to withdraw his hand and...to pop the little red fruit right into his mouth instead.

"Hey!"

"Gods. Thank you. I'm glad to hear that, because... you seemed so happy just now. You deserve all of this, liefje, and while it comes naturally to do anything I can to make you happy, I wasn't sure if I'm doing it correctly."

"What, loving me? You've always been perfect at it, Theo. I want your love just as I know it."

"Hm." He takes another strawberry between his fingers, ready to correct his earlier teasing and reward you instead. Before you can bite into it, he withdraws just to add, "Hope you don't regret it much. I plan to give lots of love to my birthday girl today."

You chuckle bashfully, trying not to show just how much you're looking forward to it. While he's not forbidden from making another joke about you being excited like a little kid, you surely will try to prevent the idea from getting in his head in the first place.

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[mushiewrites]

The Gift of Giggles

Today is Karl's birthday!! I wasn't planning on doing anything for it, but then summer sent me an ask (found here), and I immediately knew I had to write it. It's very cuddly and sweet, my favorite way to write karlnap <3 I hope you all enjoy!

Karl and Sapnap are finally together for his birthday, and he has a very interesting birthday request for Sapnap

(lee!Sapnap / ler!Karl : 1.8K words)

“I can’t believe you’re here.” Karl remarked softly, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy standing in front of him, looking out the window at the grey clouds and watching as the rain bounced off the pavement. He let his chin rest on Sapnap’s shoulder, letting out a pleased noise when the younger boy leaned his head against his own. 

“I know, I really wanted to make sure I could be here for your birthday,” Sapnap replied, bringing a hand up to rub at one of the forearms holding tightly across his chest. “I wish it wasn’t raining, though. I feel like it’s kind of ruining it.” 

“Nonsense! My little panda is here, and that’s all that matters.” The comment went straight to Sapnap’s cheeks, painting them a light pink as he whined and turned his head away from the older boy.

“Okay, grandpa, noho need to get so sappy.” He giggled, squirming to the side with a yelp when a quick poke was delivered to his side in retaliation. “Hehey!” 

“Watch it, you. I may be a grandpa, but I can still take you down.” Karl smirked, turning his head slightly to press a kiss to Sapnap’s temple. The smaller boy hummed at the action, letting his head fall back onto Karl’s shoulder as he closed his eyes and melted into the warmth of his arms. Karl started swaying back and forth from one foot to the other, allowing himself to close his eyes as well, just taking in the others' presence and letting himself relax into the comfortable silence. After a few minutes, he poked at Sapnap’s side again, making him giggle and squirm. 

“Hey Sap? Angel? My darling baby boy?” Another two pokes into his side, this time further up towards the middle of his ribcage. Sapnap bit his lip, trying to keep his giggles in.

“Hm?” 

“Do you think…you know, since it’s my birthday…” Karl started, loosening his hold and turning Sapnap in his arms, keeping his hands on the smaller boy’s shoulders as he looked him in the eyes. 

“What is it?” Sapnap asked nervously, shifting his weight onto either leg as he waited for Karl to continue. 

“Well, I was wondering, since it’s raining and all, and again, it’s my birthday,” Sapnap raised his eyebrows at Karl, prompting him to go on. “Can I tickle you? Just a little bit!” 

“What?! Karl!” Sapnap reached up to wrap his hands lightly around both of Karl’s wrists, squeezing twice as his blush grew darker. “Just…come on, why?” 

“It would make me really happy! I love hearing your giggles and watching your cute lil nose scrunch up.” Karl let his bottom lip stick out as he pouted, giving Sapnap the biggest puppy eyes he could muster. As much as Sapnap wanted to refuse, he felt himself melting just from the way Karl was looking at him. 

“Karl, I-“

“I’ll be so nice and gentle, baby, I promise!” Karl cut him off before he could protest fully, bringing a hand up and gently cupping Sapnap’s face, letting his thumb rub over the soft hair of his beard and giggling when the younger boy melted into the touch. “Come on, for me?”

“Ugh, fine! Only because it’s your birthday…” Sapnap huffed out, rolling his eyes when Karl jumped up and down and began clapping his hands with an excited squeal at the agreement. He let go of Karl’s wrists, only to have his own scooped up by the elder, pulling him in the direction of the couch. He watched as Karl took a seat in one of the corners, still holding his hands and swaying Sapnap’s arms back and forth, making them both laugh. 

“Well come on then, pretty boy, sit with me, won’t you?” Karl let go of his wrists and tapped the cushion next to him, signaling for Sapnap to join him. Sapnap complied, sitting down with his thigh pressed against Karl’s, knocking their knees together playfully and making Karl grab at his thighs to get him to stop. Sapnap cried out with a yelp, grabbing Karl’s hand and yanking it away. The older boy patted his own thighs a few times, raising his eyebrows at Sapnap. When he still didn’t get it, Karl spoke up.

“Ankles up, gorgeous.” 

Sapnap felt all the color drain from his cheeks, instantly regretting agreeing to the torture he was about to endure. He turned his body slightly towards Karl, shaking his head quickly and grabbing both of his hands, bringing them up to his lips and giving them each a quick kiss. 

“No, no Karl, please. Baby, you know I can’t handle that!” Sapnap whined, groaning when Karl broke out into giddy giggles at his complaints. 

“Come on, angel, I’m gonna be so gentle, I promise,” Karl spoke softly, swallowing his giggles down in favor of trying to comfort Sapnap. “Only for a little bit, okay?” 

Sapnap didn’t reply, just allowed himself to flop back against the seat cushions of the couch, slowly bringing his legs up and dropping his feet onto Karl’s lap. Immediately there were light traces on the tops of his feet over his socks, throwing Sapnap into a fit of quiet giggles as he tried his best not to kick and accidentally hurt Karl. 

“See? It’s not that bad! You’re doing so good, baby boy.” Karl cooed at him as he struggled beside him, curling his toes and trying to block the tops of his feet with the opposite, eventually giving up and wiggling them wildly instead. 

“Well yehehes, but- ohoh noho, Karl!” 

Sapnap was cut off with his own laugh before he could continue, jolting when he felt a finger sneak in through the tops of his socks to trace over the small round bone of his ankles. The skin there had always been incredibly sensitive, and Karl was the one to find out this information the first time they met up. The scream Sapnap had let out had scared Karl half to death, worried that he’d somehow hurt the smaller boy. But upon further inspection, he saw the bright red blush and heard the giggles he had been desperately trying to hide, and from then on, it was one of his favorite places to torment the poor boy. 

“Oh yes, my sweet boy! Absolutely, yes. I need to keep tickling your poor little ankles right this second or I’ll die!” Karl announced dramatically, now using his baby blue colored nails to gently spider over the thin skin there. Sapnap’s legs squirmed slightly, the boy clearly trying his hardest to keep them in place and make it easier for Karl to deliver the tickles to one of his worst spots. He threw his head back with a loud laugh when Karl traced the spot directly below the balls of his ankles, making him ball his fists up in his hoodie before quickly reaching up to hold the brim of his hat, yanking it down over his face to hide his flushed cheeks. 

“You won’t dihihie!” Sapnap replied through his laughter, thrashing harder when Karl reached a hand around to wiggle over the arch of his left right foot. The younger boy tried to pull his leg away to escape the feeling, only to be stopped by a hand wrapped around his ankle, holding his foot in place. 

“Are you trying to take away my favorite birthday present?” Karl gasped in fake offense, shaking his head slowly and turning his attention towards the squirmy boy next to him. “I’m hurt. Devastated, even!” 

“Oh, you’re fihine!” He giggled at the way Karl played up his fake disappointment, rolling his eyes even though the older boy couldn’t see. It seemed as though Karl didn’t appreciate the back talk, picking up speed and wiggling a few fingers along each ankle now and making Sapnap shriek. “NOHOHO! P-Plehehease!” 

“Just a little bit more, Sap, I promise. You’re doing so good, thank you so much for letting me do this, gorgeous.” Karl went back to using one finger to trace over the balls of his ankles, allowing Sapnap to get a quick breath in before falling back into a fit of laughter. The kind words and praise made Sapnap want to do whatever Karl asked him, always wanting to please him and make him as happy as he could. He blindly reached an arm out and made a grabby hand motion, wanting to hold Karl’s hand immediately when a wave of emotion rushed over him. Not a second later Karl’s hand was slotted into his, fingers tangled together and holding tight, comforting him silently and making his heart soar. The other tickling hand slowly came to a stop, and soon it connected with the brim of Sapnap’s hat, pulling it up slightly until he could meet Karl’s gaze.

“Hi!” Karl smiled at him, making his cheeks heat up further as he let go of his hat, allowing Karl to push it up all the way. 

“Hi, darlin’.” Sapnap replied, returning the smile when the nickname made Karl burst into tiny giggles. The older boy wiggled himself out from under Sapnap’s legs, leaving them resting on the couch and wedging his body between Sapnap and the back of the couch. He cuddled into Sapnap as much as he could, letting out a relaxed sigh as they wrapped their arms around each other. 

“Best birthday present ever.” Karl mumbled into Sapnap’s neck, making the younger boy laugh into Karl’s neck in response. He shook his head at the comment, perking up when he noticed Karl laugh at the stubble scratching against his sensitive skin. He smirked, an idea popping into his head instantly when he realized a perfect opportunity had just presented itself. 

“Shush, you,” Sapnap began, rolling his eyes at the comment before continuing. “But..Karl?” 

“Hm?” He could tell Karl was sleepy. Even better.

“Did I ever tell you about our birthday tradition in the Dream Team house?” 

“Uh…no, I- I don’t think so,” Karl yawned, pulling Sapnap even closer and cuddling tightly against his chest. “What is it?”

“Well..it’s-” Karl let out a squeal as Sapnap pressed a raspberry into the side of his neck, directly below his ear, before planting another one on the muscle where his shoulder and neck meet. 

“NAHAHA! Sahap, whahat?! Stop it!” Karl burst into another round of laughter when Sapnap maneuvered them so that Karl was now flat on his back, the smaller of the two straddling his thighs and smirking down at him. 

“Don’t worry! Only 23 more to go!” 

“What?! Sap- Sap just…just- NOHOHOHO!” 

“Happy birthday, angel!” Sapnap giggled before inhaling deeply, diving back in and planting raspberry after raspberry. He made sure that by the end of the 25 raspberries, Karl would be well acquainted with their special birthday tradition.

[ladycatofwinterfell]

Hello. I wrote a little something about NedCat. This was very spontaneous and not that good either. This is my first time writing anything with actual characters in it. I don’t post on tumblr so I thought I would just send this to you because I really like your work and I have sent some ideas to you before. You can post this on your blog or even put it in one of your fics. My brain did something spontaneous and I don’t have anyone else who shares my obsession with Ned and Catelyn. So here you go.

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She turned to face him when she felt the dip in her mattress as he climbed in. Wordlessly she took him in her arms. She tilted her head and he rested his forehead on her own. He breathed her in while his fingers slowly played with her hair. It seemed to bring him comfort. He looked relaxed. He looked young and carefree, as if he didn’t carry the weight of the world on his shoulders. But she could feel the tension emanating from him, she could feel the slight tremble in his shallow breaths. She lightly outlined his face with her fingers, traced his lips. The gesture made him smile a little but it was gone too soon. She wished it was easier for him to smile. She wanted to make him happy.

“I wish I could read your mind” she whispered, “I wish you would tell me what troubles you so”

He sighed at that, “I wish I could”

She stiffened a little. Did he not trust her? “Why can you not?” she asked him nervously

She half expected him to stay silent. He was not a man of many words and he specially found it difficult to speak about his own troubles. So she was surprised when he did reply

“Because I do not know how to. It feels like I am drowning. I am underwater while everyone else is ashore. I cannot hear or see or feel anyone properly. My senses are muted. All I can see and taste and feel is blood. Everyone is dead and I am alive but it does not feel like I am alive.” He opened his eyes then. His grey eyes were clouded like a stormy sky. They were shiny and glistening with un shed tears. She could see that he was right. He was not there with her. Not completely. A part of him was lost in his memories. Memories of fire and blood that took everyone from him. He was haunted by the ghosts of the rebellion.

She wrapped her arms tighter around him and kissed him forcefully as if to breathe some life into him. He seemed surprised by the ferocity of the kiss but settled into it. When she pulled back his eyes seemed a little less cloudy. She took his hand and laid it flat on her chest right above her heart.

“I am here” she whispered “I am alive and well. You are alive. Do you feel this Ned? Feel my heart. We are both alive. You are not dead. You are with me and your sons” She even included Jon in her desperate attempt to comfort him. To remind him that he still has people that love him.

“I cannot lose you. Any of you.” His voice cracked a little.

“You will not lose me. Not anytime soon. I promise”

“You should not make promises you cannot keep” he chuckled lightly

“Well I intend to keep this promise. And if any god, old or new, come to take me before my time I will fight them with my barehands”

The sound of his laughter that followed her bold proclamation made her happy. But she playfully punched him on the arm “what do you not think I can fight?”

“Not at all, my lady. I believe you can do anything” he looked at her tenderly. His eyes were no longer cloudy. Instead they were clear and soft. He had the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. She would tell him that on the morrow when it’s light so that she can see the slight blush that spreads across his cheeks whenever she compliments him.

“Sleep now, Ned”, she snuggled closer to him, “I will guard your dreams”

As she laid with her head on her husbands chest listening to the strong beat of his heart, she prayed that he would find his peace. She hoped that the ghosts will leave him to be happy with her and the little family they had created.

Hi! I’m flattered you would send this to me, it’s so sweet!! Nedcat fluff >>>

You should totally start posting on tumblr though, it would be great to have more people interested in nedcat

[itismissswann]

@conjurerandking || continued from here

When she pulled away, Loki didn’t outwardly flinch at the action. He was used to the conversations going in this direction. “Elizabeth, do not put words into my mouth.” He pleaded softly and his eyes slowly found hers again. The hand on his chest felt warm, a contrast against his naturally cool skin. Slowly he began to lay down onto his back, hoping that maybe she would follow and be over him.

“You have given me more of a chance than many have.. even as a friend, let alone… what ever we are doing.” He motioned between them and he was relaxed. “I am simply saying that after all of my years of existence, nothing in my life has ever been promised, nor permanent.”

His breathing slowed. “But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to live within the moment, or for you to feel any less important to me.” He said softly and another hand came up to rest upon hers that was on his chest. “You mean a lot to me. And I will, and have done everything I can to keep you safe, even if we are constantly being put in precarious situations.” He chuckled gently and stroked the back of her hand with his thumb.

She could feel his heartbeat, it was as steady as the tide the complete opposite of hers.  She towered over him when he moved to lay on his back. Golden waves tumbling down to meet ink black. While she struggled to control her breathing, she focused on his words.

The touch of his hand felt like an electric shock, forcing her heart to pound, but somehow, at the same time, it also managed to calm her down just a little. Elizabeth shifted her weight, leaning over him some more, their noses inches apart. “Well then,” she started softly, their breath mingling,  “Perhaps we should decide, in this very moment, to branch a path that doesn’t run parallel with your past.” There was no denying that he saw life in a very different way. She couldn’t blame him though, after all he had been through, she understood why he was trying to protect himself from anything that could potentially damage him even more.

“But I suggest we get some rest first, otherwise we won’t be able proceed our grand rescue mission tomorrow.” With those words she lay herself down, the soothing sound of his breathing able to make her fall into a deep slumber.

Morning dawned with low-hanging clouds. She had been awake for a while now, the warm sunbeams projecting millions of colors through the water. She opened the compass, assuming the arrow would point in the direction of the crew’s whereabouts, but instead it pointed to the man next to her. Her eyes glanced at him, closing the small wooden box quickly. “I don’t want to disturb your dream” Elizabeth teased and poked his side gently to wake him up. “But, the sooner we leave the better.”  Elizabeth wished the others were unharmed and save. Even though there was little hope,

[peace-coast-island]

Diary of a Junebug

Ride a hot air balloon through the clouds and dive into the crystal blue sea to set your worries free

Although Marippe’s known for its crystal clear waters, the bright blue sky’s worth admiring too - especially through a hot air balloon! When you need to clear your head, why not lose yourself to the sea and sky?

This trip was a bit of a last minute change as we - us campers and the Epiphany had other plans that didn’t pan out. Basically, we were supposed to check out this place called Leafsea, only for the hotel we reserved ended up closing because of a bad storm that took place a few days ago, which is unfortunate. There was flooding, fallen trees, and major power outages in several cities that took a couple days to clear up. So I guess it wasn’t meant to be.

And that’s how we ended up in Marippe. Landry actually spent a good part of her life there, something most of us never knew until now. Fionna spent a good part of her life here while Yang has some connections over there, most notably with the Warden of the Fortress, the Justice Fontaine, and Lady Madeleine. Laufey and Jiangyi have visited a couple times when they traveled with Yang to visit Fionna. As for the rest - Della, Jewel, Meiying, and Hongxia - it’s their first time coming here.

It’s a shame that we just missed Connie and Pai though since they just left for Sazona the day before we arrived. Eloise, Coralie, Josette, Aurelie, Kana, and Madeleine threw them a little dinner celebration to wish them well on their travels. I hope things go smoothly for them over there and Connie’s able to resolve whatever impending crisis that’s going on.

Madeleine and Aurelie have never been to Sazona themselves, but they know some people from there, so they were able to give Connie and Pai sort an idea on what to look forward to. Sazona is said to be a vibrant and colorful place with its high cliffs and jungles, as well as graffiti, which is a big thing over there. It’s also home to various mystical creatures, notably dragons, and they live among the people. So it’s not unusual to see familiars or companions hanging around. Since Pai has a knack for picking up strays, it’s likely that she’ll have a companion of her own.

We were hanging out at a restaurant when Landry said she had to take an important call, which turned out to be an excuse to get away. She never expected to almost run into her mother in the city since she doesn’t live in that area. Yang recognized Landry’s mother as well as her two co-workers who were with her, which probably explains why she was there.

To be honest, I didn’t think too much about it, at least until over an hour passed and Landry was still nowhere to be found. Turns out that she just wandered off and ended up getting lost since she’s not familiar with the city. Then she ran into Josette, who helped her find her way back to Kana’s shop, our designated meeting place. the plan was to just hang around the shops until around 2 and then head for the hot air balloons.

Being up in the sky was nice and relaxing, especially when all you have to do is sit back and enjoy the scenery. I’ve grown to appreciate the view of the world from above with everything looking so small yet so vast - it’s a unique perspective you don’t often see every day, if ever. Once you get past that fear of looking down from very high above, I actually find it kinda exhilarating.

As long as you’re on something safe - like a hot air balloon - there’s like slim to no chance of falling. That is, unless you decide to do something stupid like climb over the edge to take a picture. Don’t worry, no one attempted such a thing - we’re all a reasonable bunch here.

Landry was finally able to relax once we were off the ground. Marippe’s a big place, so she never expected to run into her mother, who, last time she heard, still lives in that same old house in that same old town that’s at least an hour and a half away from the main city. To put it simply, she had a complicated relationship with her mother, who she only saw sporadically over the past 10 years or so since she began her space adventures. Her mother wasn’t too keen on her becoming a space captain, so that’s why they’ve grown distant over the years.

Of course, there’s a lot more to it than just that. Yang had met Landry’s mother and he got the impression that she doesn’t think highly of him, the main reason being that she considers him a homewrecker who took her daughter away from her. Landry’s mother never actually said any of that, but he heard it from her friend. So she wasn’t just avoiding her mother for her own sake, she was also looking out for Yang to avoid an awkward encounter.

Seeing her mother again, even from a distance for a few seconds, was enough to remind Landry why she left home. They used to be close, maybe a little too close. Back then, she said they had a lot in common, and maybe they still do, which was why Landry never felt the need to go out on her own. Her mother was the kind of person who kinda coddled her to the point where she wasn’t allowed to grow as a person.

Not only they were living together, they were also co-workers, so her mother was constantly hovering over her. She didn’t mind too much at first since she didn’t know anyone, but it started to become a problem when Landry tried to make her own friends, something that didn’t come easily to her, only to have her mother constantly intervene, usually by talking over her. sometimes she’d even interrupt Landry if she felt their conversations ran on too long, making up apologies for her daughter taking up everyone’s time. Sounds like the overly controlling type of parent.

Looking back, Landry realized that many aspects of her relationship with her mother were superficial in the sense that despite having a lot in common, they didn’t really know each other at all. I think it’s natural to kinda project yourself on someone you see a lot of yourself in, but it becomes a big problem when you force that other person into that same box that made you you - because they’ll never fit in there. It also never made sense to Landry when her mother would tell her to be more independent, be her own person, and yet, whenever she tried to assert herself, if her mother didn’t agree, she would cut her down.

She said there were times when she’d buy stuff for herself - with her own hard earned money - only for her mother to make her return them because she personally didn’t like or care for them. It’s just like, why? Your daughter’s a grown ass adult who can make her own financial decisions with her own money, why do you feel the need to dictate what she can or can’t buy for herself?

Same thing with her friends, if her mother didn’t like them, she find a way to push them out, often by telling them unflattering things about Landry, like she’s all talk but no action, or insist that her daughter is actually scaring them off from talking to her again because she’s too weird and awkward or something. She sounds like the type who complains that their kid struggles with making friends because they’re not the best at socializing, yet they go out of their way to prevent their kid from putting themselves out there under the guise of it’s for their own good. I think it’s because they look down on their kid, so they can’t imagine anyone wanting to be friends with them, which is pretty fucking sad.

For Yang, although he finds Landry’s mother to be a kind and decent person for the most part, she also reminds him a lot of someone in his past - a family member - who was controlling and overly protective in the same way. That someone, he unfortunately had to cut ties with once he realized that they were the kind of people who have no problems bailing out when the going gets tough and expects to be greeted with open arms again once the storm has passed. Yikes, not the kind of person you’d trust to stick by your side when you need them the most. He was unfortunately right about Landry’s mother in that aspect.

Basically, Landry had struggled with anxiety and depression for pretty much her whole life, something she didn’t realize until she went to college and a professor reached out to her when she was struggling in classes to the point she was just too overwhelmed to even just show up. By then, Landry had suspected that something was wrong with her, but she knew that if she brought it up with her mother, she’d immediately brush her off. So she kept it to herself, though she always wondered in the back of her mind since then if she should take her professor’s advice and seek out a professional.

After graduating from college and having difficulty getting into the career she had been studying for, Landry knew that she had to address the issue sooner or later. She lucked out because her mother’s workplace had an opening and the job seemed like a good fit for her, though that didn’t change the fact that there were still days when she was having difficulty getting stuff done - even more so now that she had a full time job that she didn’t mind too much, but at the same time it took a lot out of her due to her mother constantly watching her like a hawk.

Eventually, she reached a breaking point by attempting suicide, which resulted in her staying in the hospital for a time. To say her mother flipped out was an understatement - Landry said she still remembers the exact moment her mother stopped seeing her as a person, her pride and joy. Nothing like the crushing weight of disappointing your parents and having them turn against you the moment they realized that you were never gonna fit their expectations.

Again with the hypocrisy, which seems to be a recurring thing with Landry’s mother. She wants her daughter to get her shit together, yet refuses to do her part to help. Communication is a two way street - everyone has to do their share of the work in order to move forward. They suggested family counseling, Landry’s mother didn’t think it was necessary. Landry was a capable adult who could make her own decisions, except her mother kept getting in her way, frustrating not only her, but also the medical professionals who were doing their best to ensure that Landry got the help she needed.

Yang was the one who pushed Landry to be more assertive, as well as introduced her to the wonders of the galaxies and beyond. All he asked was if Landry had a say in everything her mother did for her, and she acted like it was a personal attack to undermine her authority. Like, excuse me, your daughter is almost 30, why are you treating her like some helpless person who can’t speak for themselves? So that’s where the basis for the homewrecker accusations came from.

In the end, Landry realized she had to make a decision if she wanted to get out of this slump. One option was to keep living under her mother’s shadow, to keep holing herself up in the box her mother wanted to stay in. Or she could take the plunge and learn how to live for herself, even if it means stumbling and making mistakes along the way. It didn’t take her long to gather the courage to ask Yang about what it takes to become a space pilot.

These days, Landry’s a well respected space captain and adventurer. She wouldn’t go so far as to say that she’s on the same level as Yang, but I think she’s well on her way up there. While she never intended to become somewhat of a hero, a part of her was driven to get her mother’s attention, and what better way to do that than aiming to be the best of the best? That’s not to say that she was solely driven by that, just something that really pushed her out of her comfort zone. Sure, it eventually did her some good, though there were times when maybe she should’ve trusted her gut instinct and stepped back. In short, she wouldn’t have become the person she is today if she hadn’t decided to go against her mother’s wishes.

Unfortunately, climbing to the top wasn’t all it was cracked out to be, especially if your only goal for doing so was to gain the respect of someone you looked up to. It was bad enough that her mother didn’t think Landry had what it took to be an adventurer, nor would she be able to handle life in space, but having her not acknowledge her accomplishments felt like more than a slap in the face. All her mother had to say was that she was wasting time playing hero, even going so far as to try to convince her that no one really respected her, that the friends she made only merely tolerated her and won’t hesitate to drop her for someone more capable.

That’s just fucking insulting. Landry worked hard to earn her title while helping countless lives in the process, only for her mother to just see it as a waste of time. As time went on, the more ridiculous it was when her mother kept criticizing and downplaying Landry’s accomplishments. Eventually, even she realized that her criticisms would make her look bad, so she switched to hyping up her daughter to look supportive and proud while still talking shit behind her back. I agree with Yang, that’s actually worse than just being openly opposed. Things like that results in trust issues.

As for why her mother feels that way, that remains a mystery, one that Landry’s accepted will probably never be resolved. As much as she loves her mother, she admits that looking back, communication was never their strongest suit between them. Although they were close enough to be open with each other about a lot of things, it was mainly on a superficial level with both sides really only focusing on what they wanted to hear from each other. Anything more complicated than that gets brushed under the rug.

I think the main issue boils down to her mother projecting herself on to her daughter to the point that she can’t imagine her as her own person, which is damaging for both of them. Maybe to her, Landry running off with Yang to become a renowned space captain is considered an act of betrayal. Who knows, maybe there’s a bit of jealousy in there too. Well, there’s no use in speculating too much - after all, there’s always more to it than meets the eye.

So that’s the gist of it. Landry still keeps in contact with her mother sporadically, but with her out and about in space during expeditions and now with the Epiphany, she doesn’t really have a reason to visit home, especially one she’s likely unwelcome in. She hasn’t been to her hometown in almost 10 years and has no desire to. As much as she would love to reconcile with her mother, she knows she has to be realistic about it. Sometimes things just don’t work out, and given her reaction to seeing her mother from a distance, I don’t think she’s ready for that yet.

Along with enjoying the lovely scenery from above, the hot air balloon ride did a lot of good to help Landry unload what’s been heavily weighing on her mind. she didn’t mean to lore dump us about her past, but Yang and Fionna know from experience that sometimes it helps to open up, especially around people you know you can trust. After all, that’s what friends are for.

The next day was a little more lighthearted as we spent the day exploring Marippe’s waters. No underwater ruins this time, just a bunch of cute sea creatures. Madeleine told us that there’s a spot near the opera house that’s full of friendly otters, so we had to check that place out. I didn’t expect to be greeted by so many adorable otters who were eager to show off their little treasures to anyone passing by. She also said that it’s a good area to collect all kinds of pretty shells, which is probably why the otters flock there.

And like the otters, I’ve got a handful of little treasures from the sea that I’m eager to show off! I got a couple of pastel pink and blue clamshells that look kinda like ceramics. the wonders of nature never cease to amaze me.

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[prismaticpichu]

I’m… I’m sorry. I can’t help myself.

Tears are still trailing down Zack’s cheeks as he relinquishes his hold on Sephiroth. The older man is incredulous—speechless, really, staring at the seething Zack with disbelieving, anguished eyes. Thin rivulets of blood trickle down from where Zack’s nails had bit into him.

He… he hadn’t meant anything from the gesture. Truly. He thought Zack liked it; he thought he found it funny, perhaps even a small inside joke between friends. He never considered that the simple jest would lance Zack’s soul so deeply.

Silent, he lets his gaze drift to the squeaky toy, lying flat on the ground. The tag is still on it: a picture of a cartoon dog, its expression almost clueless. Mindless. An exaggerated tongue lolling from its mouth, the wide blue eyes unsymmetrical on its face.

And Sephiroth understands.

“…Sephiroth?”

Sephiroth lifts his gaze, returning to the aching First. Zack’s voice has gone thick with emotion. His visage seems broken now, splintered, the blaze in his eyes having dwindled away into raw, anguished ashes.

“Is that all I am to you guys…?” he asks wetly, embers of anger threatening to sizzle again. “Some mindless and idiotic dog?”

Sephiroth doesn’t need much time to respond; the answer has already become clear.

“…No,” he shakes his head, a palpable sense of apology laced in his voice. “You’re not, Zack.”

Zack blinks, wipes the rest of the haze from his eyes. He snuffles.

“Yeah…? Well why won’t everyone stop calling me one then?”

Sephiroth thinks for a beat. “Because… you are like a dog, Zack, in many ways.”

Zack narrows his eyes; Sephiroth swiftly continues.

“You’re kind, Zack. And you’re loving. And you’re loyal. You would take a bullet for the ones you cared about… You would follow them to the edge of the world and back.” He tries to meet Zack’s gaze more steadily, a faint smile playing on his lips. “And… you make our lives better, Zack. Happier. Myself, Angeal, Genesis, Cloud… You bring that joy to each and every one of us, never fail to make us smile amidst a work environment that is so red and dim. I believe that is why Angeal picked that nickname for you, Zack. Not just because of your enthusiasm and jest; but because you like to share it with others.”

Now it’s Zack’s turn to be left speechless. For a long while, he doesn’t say a thing. Just stares. Just digests. His own gaze drifting from the abused toy on the floor to the man whose hands he smacked it out of.

Then, he rushes forward, burying his face into Sephiroth’s coat.

“Seph….”

Sephiroth stiffens at first, reflexively, before slowly relaxing and letting the boy embrace him. The soft smile lingers on his lips as he lovingly returns it, a the knots in his soul relaxing knowing his words have sunk through. He gives him a tight squeeze.

“I owe you my apologies: I never intended to offend you with the toy..”

“….S’okay…” Zack’s voice is muffled by the coat. “I’m… sorry for lashing out.”

“You had every right to. It was insensitive. I promise… you are Zack to me. You always will be. And I will make it clear to the others that you wish that to be the standard.”

Another squeeze, this time from Zack’s end. “Thanks, Sephiroth.” He pulls away, a small but becoming smile finally gracing his face. “Appreciate it.”

Smirking, glad to have his younger friend back, Sephiroth reaches out. And before he can control himself is playfully ruffling the bed of black spikes.

“…Hopefully I’m still permitted to do that,” Sephiroth says lightly, realizing the weight of his impulsive gesture as he draws his hand away.

Thankfully, though, Zack’s smile only widens—albeit a little embarrassed. “Naw… of course you can.” He pauses. “Just no more squeaky toys.”

Sephiroth chuckles, crouching down to pick up the rubber bone. “No more squeaky toys. I promise.”

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I’m SO sorry lol- I got very desperate for some comfort 😂 I hope this was alright to do!! I don’t wanna take away from the Initial impact of this post bc it is genuinely very powerful. Just got very impulsive dhdhdhhd xD <33 Ty for the continuous amazing posts, Pumpkin! ❤️

Angeal:*jiggles keys to get Zack to focus on him*

Sephiroth:*uses a squeaky toy*

Genesis:*snaps fingers*

Cloud:*whistles*

At first it's funny, sure, even Zack will admit that. But over time he starts to wonder—is that really how his friends see him? As some inattentive, dumb kid incapable of responding to verbal cues?

He starts to reminisce on the past weeks. He has been overly forgetful lately, and maybe he did space out during that Kalm mission and forget to bring his materia entirely, but that doesn't mean he's stupid.

Angeal jingles the keys once more to grab Zack's attention, and this time the cacophony of the metal corrodes his eardrums and makes him want to rip his own head off.

Genesis snaps his fingers again, and Zack finds himself fighting back the urge to break them.

Cloud whistles. Zack just looks at him, a silent plea to tell him why he does this, why he can't just use his name. He wants to shake his best friend and tell him that "He's here, he's coherent, and that sometimes he just spaces out."

Sephiroth uses the squeaky toy one last time. Zack flies at him, unable to control the wave of fury that washes over him. He screams, the pent-up emotion bubbling out of him in ugly screeches as he knocks the toy out of Sephiroth's hand.

He pins the older man to the wall, feeling his fingers dig into Sephiroth's skin as the wall cracks beneath him. It's the first time Zack has ever seen Sephiroth look stunned—scared, even. As for Sephiroth, it's the first time he's seen Zack cry.

Tears spill from his blood-shot eyes.

"ZACK!" He yells at him. "JUST SAY ZACK!" He chokes. "I'M NOT A DOG, SEPHIROTH!"

Sephiroth only manages a weak nod as he forces his own mouth shut.

[jellalism]

Genshin x GN!Reader fic: Home is where the hearth is

Every time you exhale, your breath creates little clouds. It’s cold. Very cold. You thought you’d put on enough layers to stay warm, but evidently you underestimated how cold it would be. You trudge your way through the snow-covered streets, careful not to slip. Just a few more turns, and you’ll arrive home, where your boyfriend will be waiting for you.

Characters: Diluc - Alhaitham

Word count: 1424

Content warning: None

Notes: Written for the Genshin Impact Secret Santa event, organized by @2022gisecretsanta. This one is for @orphic-musings; I hope you enjoy!

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Diluc

You waltz in through the front door, and Adelinde rushes towards you. “Oh my, you look like you’re freezing!” she says as she helps you out of your coat. “Do you want some hot chocolate?” You nod.

“Alright. Diluc is in his study,” she says suggestively. You mumble a word of thanks and make your way up the stairs.

When you arrive at the study, you first knock on the door. “Come in,” Diluc’s calm voice sounds. You open the door and enter. Diluc is sitting behind his desk. It is covered in papers but somehow still seems organized. “Ah, you’ve returned,” he says with a warm smile.

“I’ve missed you.” You walk to him and hug him from behind. As your cheek touches his, he jolts slightly.

“Archons, you’re freezing!”

“I am. Warm me up?”

Diluc disentangles himself from your embrace and turns to face you. “What would you have me do, my love?”

“I want to cuddle.”

Diluc gets up and pulls you in a tight embrace. His arms wrap around your back, warm and comforting. Your chests press against each other, and his warmth flows into you. “I can do that. For you, I can always make some time.” He kisses your forehead tenderly. “Let’s move to the sofa.”

“Mm-mm,” you agree. He takes your hand and leads you to the couch. He sits down first, and then, with a quick pull, makes you stumble right into his arms. You chuckle.

“Make yourself comfortable. I’ve missed you too.” When you look up at him, he has the most tender smile on his face, looking at you as if you’re the most valuable thing in the world.

You get comfortable and relax. Your head rests on his chest while his left arm is wrapped around your side. His right hand carefully caresses your head. You can feel his heart beading steadily. Badump. Badump. It’s enough to make you doze off, but just as you’re about to fall asleep, a knock on the door interrupts.

“Come in,” Diluc says. You slowly start to rise, but he pushes you back into his arms. “Stay. You’re not warmed up enough yet.” He sounds kind, yet strict. Meanwhile, Adelinde is entering the room—she’s already seen you together plenty of times, so there’s no embarrassment.

“Your hot chocolate,” she says, as she puts a steaming mug on a nearby table.

You murmur a word of thanks, but she is already elsewhere with her thoughts. “One minute,” she says, hurrying out of the room. A few moments later she returns, carrying a blanket. “This should help you relax even more.

“Thank you, Adelinde. That’s thoughtful,” Diluc answers, taking the blanket from her. 

“My pleasure.” She curtsies and then hurries out of the room—no doubt she knows well that cuddling is much more comfortable in private. Diluc unfolds the blanket and drapes it over the two of you.

“Mmm. Comfortable,” you mutter. The material is very soft and pleasant to the touch.

“I could stay with you like this forever,” he mutters.

“Let’s.” You close your eyes again and listen to his heartbeat.

He chuckles softly. “I wish we could. However, at some point we’ll have to enter the world again. But for now, let’s relax while we can.”

“Yeah,” you mumble. The words don’t come out clearly, since you’re already drowsy. His warmth, the steady beating of his heart, the rising and falling of his chest—they slowly lull you to sleep.

Alhaitham

As if prescient, Alhaitham opens the door right when you’re about to open it yourself. “I was expecting you around this time. Come on.” He turns around and walks back into the house, not bothering to check if you’ll follow; he knows you will. Inside, it’s pleasantly warm.

Once you’ve taken off your winter coat and scarf, you make your way to the living room. The fire in the hearth is crackling enthusiastically. Alhaitham doesn’t get cold quickly, so he probably made the fire just a little while before he expected you home, warming the house up just for you. You settle into one of the comfortable chairs near the fire and let your body relax, soaking in the warmth. You close your eyes.

Some noises come from the kitchen. A few moments later, the sound of approaching footsteps—Alhaitham’s.

“Y/n.”

You open your eyes. Alhaitham is holding out a cup of tea for you.

“Thank you,” you say as you move to take it from him. But just before you grab hold, he moves his hand, and places the cup on the table—just out of your reach.

“It’s not free,” he says strictly.

You smile. “Well then, what’s the price?”

He kneels in front of you and moves his face closer. Then he taps a finger on his own lips. The cue is obvious. You bridge the remaining space between you and place your lips on his. He feels warm and tastes of a variety of spices. Turmeric? Cinnamon? Clove? You can’t quite place the combination, but it warms you up further.

When the kiss ends, Alhaitham speaks up again, his face still close. “I don’t think that was quite enough.” Before you can respond, his arms wrap around and under your body, and you feel his strong arms lifting you up, out of the chair.  

“H-hey! What’s the plan here?”

“Don’t worry. We’re just switching places.” He turns and then sits down in the chair you were just in, placing you between his legs. “Yes, I think this will do.”

His arms pull you close to him. Your back touches his firm chest. It’s comfortable, you can’t help but think. To be wrapped in his body, the body of the man you trust most, puts you at ease. You close your eyes again.

You hear Alhaitham chuckle softly behind you. “Off to sleep?”

“Not yet. But I’ll bet it won’t take long.”

“Well, don’t forget your tea. I didn’t make it for you to forget it.”

Right. You lean forward as far as you can and can just grab hold of the cup.

“Good,” he says as you lean back against him. “Since I hope to be here with you for a while, you surely don’t mind if I take out a book.”

“Go ahead,” you murmur.

He doesn’t waste a second and conjures a book out of nowhere. The book rests in your lap, his hands holding it with his arms around your waist—and his chin on your shoulder.

“Is it comfortable like this?” you ask.

“I have not a single complaint. Now we should stay like this for a couple of hours. You wouldn’t dare interrupt a scholar in his research, would you?”

“Of course not.”

He doesn’t reply anymore. He is engrossed in the book.

You sit like that for a good 15 minutes. The tea is cooling down and you sip it. But the silence nags at you a little. Alhaitham has such a nice voice—why doesn’t he use it more?

“Alhaitham.”

“Yes, y/n?”

“Can you read out loud what you’re reading? I want to hear your voice.”

You don’t see, but can feel him grinning.

“Certainly.” And he starts. “‘A scientific research is complete only when one has previously examined the dialectical arguments pro and contra because if one has not examined something critically, one does not know the extent of the knowledge of it one has acquired after being ignorant of it, nor the extent of what escaped one of the knowledge of it before one knew it.’[1] Did you get that?” he asks teasingly.

“Not at all. But your voice is nice.”

“Then, I shall continue. ‘Thus he thought that the best didactic procedure was to devote a special inquiry to the problems of this science and their investigation together…’” His low voice puts you at ease, and so do the vibrations his voice bring about in his chest and throat. It almost feels like he is a giant purring cat.

Before you know it, the hours do pass, so peaceful and warm in his arms.

Notes

[1] Ibn Rushd, Commentary on Aristotle’s Metaphysics, Book Lam, p.1398, translated by Hans Daiber.

Alhaitham gets his name from the historical figure Ḥasan Ibn al-Haytham. In the quest 'Cry from the Eleazar Hospital', Alhaitham is shown reading Aristotle's 'Physics' (according to the GI wiki, anyway - I couldn't find the passage in question he was reading). For this fic, I thought it would be fitting to have him read from what is arguably Aristotle's best-known commentator, Ibn Rushd (or, as he is more commonly known, Averroes).

[dawnagustd]

i feel it too || knj

❃ Festivaled Away: Summer Nights Lantern Festival hosted by @bangtanbathhouse​

⤞ Ticket: Summer Skies ⤞ Main Event: The First “I Love You” ⤞ Games: Public Sex | Overstimulation | Fingering | Hickeys/Markings | Size Kink 

��� title: i feel it too ⤞ pairing: namjoon x female reader ⤞ genre: fluff | smut | enemies to lovers sort of ⤞ summary: Namjoon doesn’t believe in love, he believes in sex—no strings attached, of course. Building sex bots would not only satisfy his needs but make him a very rich man. However, he needs to understand a level of intimacy he can’t explore with just anyone. That’s why you’re the perfect candidate. ⤞ word count: 2.1k ⤞ warnings: mentions sex bots | mentions experiments | mentions consensual sexual arrangements | light pining | exhibitionism | public sex | nipple sucking/biting | marking | hints of a size kink | fingering | squirting | overstimulation | big dick!namjoon | confessions | they’re doing this for science people | creampie | cervix touching | bulge kink | clothed sex | begging | groping | soft dom!namjoon | sub!reader | pet names | dirty talk | one clit slap | multiple orgasms | body worshipping & praising | wrist pinning | passionate sex | scratching | unprotected sex  ⤞ rating: 18+ ⤞ a/n: This is so late. Like I’ve missed the deadline lol. I didn’t even have time for a proper banner. But anyway, thanks Madame Sophie @kookskingdom​ for these prompts, I hope I’ve done well. This work is rushed and unedited and I promise I will clean it up and make it better one day lol. I hope you like it for the most part though. I tried my best with the gentleness and the fluff and the romance lol.

Masterlist

“I still don’t understand why we’re doing this.”

Your body heats when his fingers accidentally graze your calf. What he’s doing down there is a mystery but when a free camping trip presents itself, you hope on board with no complaints.

“I need to take some more notes, okay? After that, you are free to do whatever you want up here because that’ll be the end of our arrangement,” he replies, and a bit of sadness comes over you.

The problem is you don’t want it to be over. 

Sure, before his “tests” started, you hated Namjoon and his ability to silence a whole room with his love for science. But after months of being touched by his surprisingly skilled hands, you’ve gotten comfortable being around him. Sometimes you even swear there’s something between you, something unexplainable. 

Namjoon felt confident in you being a perfect candidate because he knew you despised him and wouldn’t develop feelings from the intimate moments you’ve shared. However, for one of the first times ever, he was wrong. You can’t get the man out of your mind, and every day you’ve been wishing he’d say fuck it and go all the way.

Unfortunately, this is for science, and he doesn’t plan to lose his self-control. No matter how hard his cock grows in his pants when he’s administering these acts.

That sex bot he’s trying to create is going to be one lucky bitch because you’re sure he’s going to fuck her every night for the rest of his life once she’s complete.

“Just hold still. It won’t be long,” he assures.

“Please take your time.”

“What did you say?” he asks after hearing you mumbling.

You shake your head. “Nothing, just get on with it.”

Namjoon nods and proceeds to run his hand up your leg, stopping at your thighs to gently massage them with his large hands. 

Small sighs leave your lips as your body relaxes and prepares itself for whatever he has planned.

“Tell me how you feel,” he requests. “Look around and just take everything in before you answer.”

Your eyes scan over the empty field and large trees that surround it. Nature has always been your comfort, so the sounds of critters and wildlife are soothing to your ears. The evening sky is probably your favorite though. It’s beautiful yet so large and unpredictable. Right now, it’s warm and clear but within the hour, dark clouds could form.

It’s a feeling of vulnerability, being this out in the open. However, Namjoon makes you feel secure. Him hovering over your partially nude body as if you’re only for him to see makes you warm inside.

“I feel exposed,” you reply, shutting your eyes to suppress a small moan.

“Keep them open,” he instructs, and on his command, you open them immediately. 

“Sorry.”

“It’s all good,” he assures. He doesn’t move past the hem of your skirt even though your squirming body is begging him to. 

“Does this scare you? Or make you feel overwhelmed in any way?” he inquires, slipping his thigh between your legs.

“No. It’s um…” you laugh nervously. “I like it.”

“Getting groped in public?”

“Namjoon,” you whisper with heat rushing to your cheeks. “You make it sound dirty.”

He chuckles. “Well, there’s a campsite right on the other side of those trees, you know that right?”

You nod. “Mhm.”

“Are you still okay knowing that?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” He finally moves his hand up your skirt and you get butterflies. Your hand grips the blanket below you when he finds your center, surprised by how far he’s taking it. 

He’s groped and kissed all over you by this point, but he’s never touched you like that before. You tremble with excitement.

“You want more of this, don’t you?” he asks, and your eyes widen with shock. Namjoon smirks at you. “Don’t be afraid to ask for what you want. I’m more generous than you think.”

“I—”

“You?...” he mocks, tracing the patterns on your underwear. “Tell me, sweetheart.”

Fuck it.

“I want you to fuck me,” you confess, regretting it instantly. You shouldn’t have because now you look weak and that messes with everything. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I’m just—”

“Horny,” he finishes. “I already knew that. But are you sure you want me?”

“All you do is tease me and I’m just tired. I want the real thing,” you demand quite aggressively but you’re just frustrated.

Not a moment after your confession does Namjoon spread your legs wider. “Be careful what you beg for, love.”

You squeak when Namjoon lowers his head to swirl his tongue over your right nipple, but he covers your mouth before it can travel to anyone who may be listening.

“Keep it down. That’s for only me to hear, okay?” he insists, and you don’t know how you’ll keep that promise but you have to try. 

When you nod your head, he proceeds to move your panties aside. He starts leaving kisses along your neck while his middle finger gently massages your clit.

“I need to know how wet you are,” he murmurs against your skin. His mouth becomes greedier once his digits dip into your heat, his teeth roughly taking flesh into his warm mouth, claiming as much territory as he can reach.

“Fuck.”

He curses once he slips past your entrance and your pussy begins to suck in his fingers. 

“Namjoon,” you moan but he silences you with a kiss. Another finger sinks into your crevice, making you gasp. Namjoon, as smoothly as can be, slips his tongue inside of your mouth and explores the taste of you with urgency. 

Your head spins with pleasure and as promised he’s taking you places you never thought you’d reach. Your pussy tightens around him within seconds, preparing itself for the pressure that’s threatening to release if Namjoon keeps shoving his digits inside of you at this angle. 

He pulls away to catch his breath and watch you struggle to keep quiet beneath him.

“Gonna squirt for me, sweetheart?”

You nod, tears swelling in your eyes. 

“All over this blanket, huh?... Are you always going to be this nasty for me?” he asks you.

“Fuck. Yes, Namjoon,” you cry, the sound muffled in his large hand.

Your body stiffens once the coil snaps and your juices squirt everywhere. Namjoon’s fingers continue to guide you through your orgasm, and he whispers praises as he leaves kisses along your abdomen. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says while fucking you into oversensitivity. 

“Fuck, Namjoon. I can’t—”

“Why can’t you?” he chuckles, slapping your sensitive clit before he withdraws his hand completely. The moment you realize he’s pulled down his shorts is when he fully situates himself between your legs. “Ready to tap out?” he asks. 

His nose tickles your ear, making you squirm beneath him. The tip of his cock has already found your entrance and is patiently waiting for an invitation to ruin you.

“No. Please, keep going.”

Namjoon can’t stop himself from littering your skin with his teeth, marking your body over and over until he’s too horny to even focus on the task anymore. “I wonder how much of me you can take.”

He says those words as he enters you slowly, using your wetness to slide in smoothly. He allows you to dig your nails in his skin to cope with the sudden fullness of him nestled inside of you.

“God, you feel so good already,” he groans, trying his best not to move before you’re ready. It’s then you realize that he still has a couple of inches to go so without much thought, you wrap your legs around his waist and bring him in deeper. “Couldn’t wait, huh?”

“I needed you,” you admit. “All of you.”

You can feel his dick twitching within you, and he lets out a pained laugh.

“Sweetheart, you can’t talk like that right now. I’m trying to hold back—”

“I need you, Namjoon,” you repeat anyway. He gives you a look, but you still proceed to beg and plead, knowing exactly how it’s affecting him. “I want you so bad. Fuck me, please…”

He pulls out and snaps into you in one swift motion without a warning. You cling onto him because the force of the thrust was so powerful. It leaves you trembling and desperate for more.

“Still want me?” he quizzes.

Your nods give him the answer he needs. “Yes. Fucking yes!”

Namjoon doesn’t make you wait any longer. He spreads your legs apart and starts plowing into you. Your hands try to grip anything they can reach to keep yourself from flying upward. 

When he sees you struggling, he grabs your waist instead and shifts his focus to the blunt edge of his cock entering your abdomen. The sight brings a smirk to his face, and he intentionally aims deeper so he can watch his dick impale you over and over.

Your eyes roll back from the intense pleasure, feeling the familiar tightening in your core once more. 

So far, you’ve been trying to keep your moans controlled but Namjoon’s thrusts make you whimper each time he enters your cervix. 

“You’re so greedy, sweetheart,” he comments, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head. “No matter how much I give this little body, you just aren’t satisfied.”

“Namjoon,” you warn but he just keeps going.

“You’re so wet. Lie and tell me you don’t like it when I talk to you like this. I dare you.” His mouth finds your breasts again and he starts attacking your nipples while he continues to slam into your pussy. “Tell me and I’ll make you feel even better. I promise.”

He lets go of your arms and your hands find his hair. Your nails rake through his scalp as his soft lips suck your sensitive nipple. 

“Shit, I do. Please don’t stop,” you plead.

His mouth releases your bud, and he speaks before switching to the other. 

“I won’t,” he promises before he attacks the other breast. His thrusts slow down but the feeling doesn’t fade. Namjoon rolls his hips against yours and a silent cry comes from within your throat.

You can barely form thoughts, but words are nonexistent. Everything you thought about in your secret fantasies of Namjoon has been more than fulfilled by him. You’re speechless, that’s why your orgasm comes without warning.

“Sorry!” You apologize again but Namjoon is quick to deny it.

“No need. I’m just here to make you feel good, baby,” he assures. But after a few more gentle strokes he spills his seed inside of you and falls on top of you.

You lay there looking up at the sky in a post-orgasmic daze, your mind not on anything particular even though words threaten to leave your lips. But Namjoon breaks the silence first.

“Am I too heavy?” he asks.

“No.”

“Good,” he sighs although you can sense there’s something else he wants to say. After a minute, he finally opens up.

“If I told you that I was kind of falling in love with you, would you laugh?”

Drained of all of your energy, you can only shake your head and give a feeble answer.

“Not at all,” you reply.

Namjoon seems shocked by your response, and he raises his head. The empty feeling you get when he slips out of you brings your attention back to reality. 

“Wait. What would you say if I told you that?” he questions, and you shrug.

“Me too?”

His mouth falls open. “For real?”

“Namjoon, you’ve gotta read the room sometimes,” you tell him.

His smile starts to grow and all of a sudden you both become shy. Nervously, your fingertips trace his lips and then more features of his face until you’ve accepted the fact that he’s someone you’ve grown to care for, someone you don’t want to lose.

However, he’s already said it’s over, so there’s really nothing you can do.

“What if I don’t want you to go?” he asks as if he read your mind.

“Like camp with you again tonight? I was going to—”

“You know that’s not what I mean,” he interrupts.

Now you’re the one who’s smiling, and you can’t resist the warmth that grows inside of you.

“If you don’t want me to leave then I guess I’m not going anywhere,” you sigh while playfully rolling your eyes. “Never dated an asshole before though. What do I feed you?”

Namjoon pulls away and rolls over, turning his back and acting as if he’s offended. For a second, you believe it and start to feel bad but then he had to open his mouth.

“Pussy is my favorite but—”

“Oh god, I’m leaving,” you say while holding back a laugh. 

But of course, your boyfriend wasn’t too far behind you.

[dreams-and-drabbles]

can i request aether x reader?? 🥺

i kinda want the reader to comfort the poor boi after all the things he's been through

and is ok if they kiss

Keep up the good work btw!!!

You’re SO right, Aether deserves much better than what he gets. Tysm for the ask, and I hope you enjoy the hurt/comfort fluff fest!!!

You stared at the boy in front of you, taking note of the way his shoulders slightly shook.

The two of you had stumbled upon an abyss order hideout, and had spent the last few hours clearing it. During the entire ordeal, Aether had seemed distant.

This especially proved true, as he’d almost taken an arrow, shot by some random Hilichurl…

He turned around, offering you a small smile.

“Thanks for spotting me. I’m sorry that I didn’t help as much as usual….”

You frowned at the action, before shaking your head. “Aether, you don’t have to help everyone.”

Aether’s fists clenched and this time you noticed his expression had darkened some.

“I don’t have to, yet somehow I always seem to be put in a situation where I do. Every time I go somewhere, there’s some sort of crisis, and if I want information on my sister… I have no choice! Everyone sees me as some sort of hero, but really… I just want to go home, [F/N]. That’s all I’ve ever wanted, since waking up here…”

He paused, taking a step back with wide eyes.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to—“

You cut him off, throwing your arms around him in a hug. Aether tensed momentarily, before relaxing into your grip.

“It’s okay, Aether. You’re right. Everyone looks to you to fix their problems, with very little regard for your own. It’s okay to be mad, hurt, or upset about that. It’s understandable. Right now, I’m mad that you’re hurting.”

You spoke soothingly, rubbing circles on Aether’s back.

Why had no one bothered to do this before?

Aether’s grip tightened and he buried his face into your shirt.

You could feel his shoulders shaking, and you were almost certain he was crying.

Still, you didn’t say anything else…

Aether needed this moment, he’d been bottling things up for far too long.

After a few minutes, Aether raised his head to look at you, and your heart clenched.

He looked so lost…

“[F/N]…Sorry and thank you…” The blonde murmured, and pulled away from the embrace.

You shook your head, offering him a small smile.

“Aether, you don’t have to apologize, and I’m here for you whenever you need, okay?”

You said, your tone firm.

Aether stared at you blankly, his expression clouded over.

“Anytime…?” He asked, his tone shaky.

You nodded, your expression softening some.

“Anytime, it could be for help with a quest, or if you just want to talk and hangout… You’re someone important to me, so don’t be afraid to reach out, okay? “

You said, reaffirming your earlier statement.

Aether glanced at you, his expression studying.

“Then… If that offer stands now, could you stay with me for a bit? I just…”

Your eyes widened, and a sudden surge of affection rushed through you.

“Of course, I’ll stay as long as you need.”

Aether nodded at your words, before reaching for your hand.

You smiled, rubbing circles along his palm with your thumb.

Aether sighed, his grip on your hand tightening some.

He glanced at you, his golden hues sparkling with unshed tears.

It was amazing, you thought—

That he managed to remain so captivating even when distraught… It was unfair, as well.

Everyone expected Aether to be some sort of savior, but really he was just as human as the rest of them…

“I wish I could carry some of that weight…”

You murmured and Aether’s grip on your hand tightened.

His lips parted as he stared into your eyes, his expression searching—

“You have, [F/N]… You’re here now, right?”

Your cheeks burned at the depth of his words, and you nodded. “I always will be, should you need me.”

Aether’s breath hitched, and he averted his gaze. “Ah, I see… Thank you, [F/N].”

You hummed in response, still rubbing circles on the inside of his palm.

“Always.” You murmured softly, your shifting into something more vulnerable.

Aether let out a sigh, before laying his head against your shoulder. You smiled, fondly poking his forehead.

“We shouldn’t sleep out here, so before you get too tired, let’s find some shelter.”

You said, your tone light.

Aether grumbled to himself, “It’s fine… I have the teapot…”

You chucked, shaking your head fondly.

“I’ll wake you if it gets too late, okay?” You said, your tone soft.

Aether glanced up at you, blinking through tired eyes, before quickly pressing his lips against yours, and then—

He was asleep against you shoulder.

You flushed, withholding the urge to giggle.

He was just too cute.