#i want them to be happy and silly and carefree together

[evilkaeya]

Thinking about ada and pm on a joint dinner at a fancy restaurant. Some time after their dinner an underrated song starts playing and skk whip their heads to look at each other.

It's their song.

It's the song they first heard on the local diner radio at 15, it's the song they listened to on repeat while sharing earphones at 16, it's the song they sang together at karaoke at 17, it's the song they danced to under the rain at 18, it's the song Chuuya listened lying on his bed for countless nights, it's the song Dazai sang everyday at the agency. It's their song.

Surprisingly, Chuuya is the one to offer a hand first.

"Come on mackerel, it's our song isn't it?"

Dazai is taken aback for a moment, before he grins and takes Chuuya's hand and they start dancing in the middle of the restaurant. It's messy, it's stupid. The choreography is made by their 17 years old selves. But they don't care. They're completely lost in each other.

The others don't stop them either because it's been a while since any of them saw the duo this happy and carefree. Both Fukuzawa and Mori think they should have dinners like this more often.

[miaoua3]

heyy can you make one for how svt would act as a bf with his gf when they are in front of other members? im sorry for my broken grammar and i love your writing

hey! of course i can, this sounds so fun to write! (and your grammar is perfectly fine sweetheart have more faith in yourself❤️)

Seventeen-How Would They Act With Their GF In Front Of The Memebers?

seungcheol: i said this once but ill say it again- i definitely think he and you would become mom and dad of the group, meaning that you two would either be more laid back, in your own world while talking quietly between each other as the others cause chaos which you two would need to break off if you don’t want coups to be paying a fine for the damages, OR you would join the other members in causing havoc on occasion, it all depends on the mood really. but one thing is for certain- he wouldn’t stop looking at you with these gentle and loving eyes as you talk either to him or to the others, he just loves looking at you so much (he gets teased for this so much by his members). not that big on pda but will kiss the side of your head every now and then and will hold your hand the entire time❤️

jeonghan: our little mischievous angel would definitely get you in on his schemes, you two are always plotting something new and new ways how to tease the other members- one time when all of you got incredibly drunk, you made dino believe that he for real was invisible, which was hilarious to the two of you until the drunk dino started crying to seungcheol and you two got scolded by him for making his youngest son cry >:( another one that isn’t that big on pda but will kiss the back of your hand every few minutes as a way to show his affections for you. if all of you are playing some type of game he most definitely will pair up with you and cheat in order to make you two win because…does he need a reason to make his queen win and be happy? didn’t think so

joshua: this might be one of the members who gets teased the most for looking at you like a lovesick puppy- he’s just staring at you the entire time with THAT smile of his. definitely glued to you the entire night, spends the whole time looking at you and telling you how pretty you are, kissing your cheek and tucking hair behind your ear- he’s just so… *dreamy sigh* he’s the most perfect boyfriend ever, he just can’t help himself that you are so pretty and good and kindhearted, he simply has to try his hardest to be the best boyfriend for you (even if it makes his members jokingly puke from how sweet he’s being to you)

jun: the silliest boyfriend out of them all, he will just try extra hard to be the funniest member that night because he doesn’t want his baby to be laughing at other’s jokes >:( pls pay ALL the attention to him, he wants you to only look at him and laugh at his silly little jokes and hug him and show him just how much you love him. the members don’t even want to say anything about how disgusting you two are being because it’s so rare for their junnie to be so opened and carefree around somebody so they just let you two be in your own world, laughing and clinging to each other the entire night. also one of the clingy boyfriends, he just loves how warm you feel like when he hugs you so he never wants to let go of you

hoshi: i trully believe that hoshi needs somebody that will match his freak, meaning: somebody who will be obnoxiously loud at times, somebody who he can be absolutely wild with, somebody who is just as clingy as he is, always hugging him and kissing his cheeks, puckering their lips while he’s being a cute and telling him “you are so cute” through a pout- he just needs somebody who he can be young and stupid with. his members definitely hate it when you two are together and when there’s alcohol around you, jeonghan is already rolling his eyes and seungcheol already feels the headache he will end up with at the end of the night but you two are so happy with each other so…how could they ever say anything? another member of the “clingy bfs” club, he will have an arm around your shoulders the entire time, rubbing his face against your shoulder- all nine yards, hoshi isn’t afraid of pda, the pda is afraid of hoshi

wonwoo: one of the most attentive boyfriends out of svt, he will cut the bbq meat for you, will refill your glass all the time, will make sure that you drink enough water if you’re drinking- he’s just so laid back yet so sweet, he just wants to make sure you’re having a really good time with his members. actually prefers it when you’re socialising with the other boys rather than staying next to him 24/7, he just wants to see his family get along well with the love of his life, but if you choose to stay by his side and quietly talk about whatever book or game or news you have, he won’t complain. unlike hoshi, wonu definitely keeps clear line on pda, holding your hand and kissing the top of your head is the furthest he will go to, he just doesn’t like rubbing his love for you in other people’s faces, so he’s definitely very low-key

woozi: jihoon never wanted to be the center of attention, that’s why he always preferred staying in the background, letting his members spew nonsense while he laughed at the said nonsense. and still, nothing much has changed since then, except that now he sometimes has you by his side to laugh together with and sometimes has you join his members in spewing nonsense. whichever the case, he always enjoys it, he always has this wide smile grazing his lips, looking at all of you (but especially you) with love-filled eyes. definitely won’t initiate any form of physical affection because he doesn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, but if you hug him while drunk…he won’t turn you away per say, but he won’t cling to you like a certain somebody would *cough, cough* hoshi *cough*, just a little rub of the hand on your lower back and that’s the furthest he’s willing to let it go. if he wants to hug you and kiss you and shower you in affection, he will do so at home, where his members can’t see (and can’t tease him about it)

minghao: surprisingly goes WILD whenever you two are around his members, he just feels so comfortable with all of his favourite people around him that he isn’t afraid of making a fool out of himself in front of you all- matter of fact, he will drag into his craziness and make you look ridiculous too, be it that he suddenly takes your hand and makes you dance around the table, make you sing loudly and off-key with him or make you fight with him against his members as a way to prove a point- it doesn’t matter what he makes you do, as long as he makes you all laugh in the process, he deems it worth it all. of course, sometimes he just sits down with you and just talks quietly about anything that crosses his mind, but 9 times out of 10, he’s going crazy, accusing jeonghan of cheating in uno again lol. won’t go overboard on pda but will hold your hand and leave little pecks on your lips and forehead here and there, nothing too much, just a little something-something

mingyu: if you ever thought that this big baby is anything but clingy with you, you would be WRONG. seriously, he’s constantly wrapped around you, leaning his head either on your shoulder or on your head, giggling in your ear at other’s jokes. it’s somehow even worse when he’s drunk because he also starts mumbling nonsense and kissing you the entire time, will just kiss your cheek right where your ear is and will mumble “i just loooove you so muchhh” in your ear. his members definitely have a FIELD DAY whenever he gets drunk and you’re around too lmao, jeonghan takes so many incriminating videos it’s crazy. little baby has no shame, if he wants affection and to kiss you, he will do as much >:( and you better reciprocate, otherwise you will have a very pouty and very clingy gyu shaking you while whining “pay attention to meeee” until you do as much (seriously i could never deal with this man so…whoever cuffs him i wish you all of the luck in the world dealing with this 6ft tall puppy lmao)

dk: another one that goes absolutely wild, will serenade you passionately in front of everyone, probably will fall to his knees in front of you very dramatically (you better match his freakiness and cup his face just as dramatically), he’s just so silly and funny. will definitely sing a duet with him, no matter if you can or can’t sing, he WILL make you sing with him. he isn’t that touchy per say, he’s just much more forward with his affection-while the others just hug and kiss their partners cheeks, dokyeom will come and passionately kiss you on the lips in front of everyone if you two score a 100 on the karaoke machine. he’s just very open about his affection for you and isn’t afraid to show it off in front of the others. but definitely loves to hug you all the time, he just likes how soft and cuddly you feel that he can’t resist hugging you all the time☹️❤️

seungkwan: oh shit-talker 1 and shit-talker 2, again together? what a surprise, is what all the members think to themselves when they see you two walk in together (affectionately ofc). you two are literally so alike that you even react the same way to the things- which is a NASTY side eye to whoever said or did something odd, sparing no one of your judgement. you two either join seoksoo’s nonsense and are being problematic children for seungcheol or are just sitting in a corner, pressed together as you talk shit about others and giggle about it. you two are definitely the fun couple™️ of the group, always having funny stories to share, sometimes doing the bit where you two explain the same story, talking together and adding the details the other forgot, making everyone around you laugh to death. isn’t the most affectionate, he’s too busy being funny to be lovey-dovey with you, but will definitely high five you all the time and maybe kiss your cheek every time you do something funny

vernon: unlike seungkwan and his girl who act like animals who have been let out of the zoo for the very first time, vernon and you two are so…calm and collected. you two are just sitting down together, his hand on your thigh or around your shoulders, either laughing at his members or quietly talking to each other about the new movie that is supposed to be coming out in a few weeks. you two are just so chill, it makes you two look so cool and others are so envious of this. seungcheol definitely thinks of you two as his favourite children, always ready to help him ship the drunken ones back home and help him clean up a bit. loves sneaking a little secret kisses when nobody’s watching, will just turn his head left and right to see if anyone is paying attention to you two before leaning in to leave a sweet and long kiss on you soft kiss. you two are just so perfect for each other and his members are so glad that you two found each other❤️

dino: another lovesick puppy of the group. he can be wilding around and causing chaos, but the second you call him either because you need something or simply to calm down, he’s sitting down next to you and just being like “yes ma’am”. his eyes literally turn into two hearts whenever he sees you talking, be it to him or somebody else, he’s just so in love he could fly away by how easy and aloof he feels due to all the happiness you bring him. is something between a storyteller in the group and someone who just laughs uncontrollably at others, always making you join him due to his laugh being so infectious. a little affectionate cuddle bug, will play with your fingers the entire night and maybe even lean his head on your shoulder or your lap when he’s feeling a bit tired and sleepy. you two are just so cute the others don’t even have the heart to tease you two (and also because they already experienced the nasty look you gave them when they were making fun of your boyfriend ( in your defence, he’s just a little guy,little baby :())

[revelboo]

Jazz has always been a favorite of mine and the way you write him and the reader is *chefs kiss* I've been inspired to draw art of my tf human character and him . Tysm for giving us sustenance!

Nice! 😁 I love writing and I’m just happy other people like my silly TF stuff.

Over It Now Pt 8

Jazz x Reader

• You can’t breathe. It’s not that he’s gripping you too tightly, it’s the way he’s holding you. A big hand cupping the back of your head, servos tangled in your hair to press your face against his throat. The other arm curled around you, those servos pressing into your hip hard enough that there will likely be a bruise. He’s holding onto you like you’re his lifeline in a dangerous sea, like you’re the only thing holding him together. Almost without thinking, you curl your arms around his neck. And wonder what it’s like to lie all the time, to joke and play everything off. Even when it’s not okay.

• When those little arms wrap around his neck, it’s like he can feel the chinks forming in his carefully constructed armor. The temptation to drop the act after so long, except he’s not sure who would be left under that smiling veneer everyone loves. If that’s not him, would anyone want to stay? He’s the one that can shrug off anything, never serious. Fun. But under that carefree smile? The real Jazz he tries so hard to keep buried? He’s afraid and so tired. He can feel your warm breath on him, little fingers clinging. But it’s your soft whisper that rattles him. “It’s okay.” Like you understand that it’s not. Blaster was right, he’s selfish and you’re going to wind up suffering for it eventually. He knows it.

• The servos in your hair thread more firmly through the strands as he presses his face against your neck, those little door wings of his trembling. And he’s curling his big frame around you as that trembling spreads through him. The feel of his lips, scandalously warm against your neck when he speaks steals the air from your lungs. “Oh, kitten, it’s really not.” He’s laughing then, venting warm air against you, the sound tinged with an almost desperate air. Whatever this had been, it had been something real. He’d let you get the tiniest glimpse and now he’s back to this act. The liar, the flirt, the smiling, confidence man. Anger, sudden and sharp warms you as you plant your palms on his shoulders and push. Getting as much space as he allows between you, because you don’t want to play this game.

• You’re frowning up at him, eyes angry as you try to get loose. And it’s tempting to refuse to let you, but it’s guilt that makes him catch you by the hips and carefully settle you on your feet, reaching to hand you your crutches before you can try to hop over to them. Forcing that smile, he leans an elbow on his knee and props his chin on it, all lazy amusement. “You shouldn’t be out in the cold,” he says, curling his servos under to keep from reaching for you. Because you think he was laughing at you, not himself. It wasn’t amusement, but scorn.

• Why had you thought for one minute he could be real? You’re not even sure now if whatever that had been had been genuine or an act. It had felt almost desperate, too much so to be clever acting, but that’s what he does. Lie and smile. And you shouldn’t be getting so attached to him, because if this is just a game to him, he’ll get bored eventually. Better to keep your distance than risk letting him hurt you when he does. Even if you’re certain that you already like him too much to survive unscathed.

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[waterghostype]

my vision for movie!pixal (shes basically just a lyla spiderverse reference)

shes both a robot and a hologram but she mostly uses the hologram bc it’s more convenient for communication. she’s more carefree and silly than series pixal but she gets the job done!

more stuff under the cut

pixal and her relations w/ the ninja!

so bc the movie is like glacierpocalypse i decided to be self indulgent and make hotwire a thing since i kinda shipped them when i first watched rebooted (though i like to call them firewall)

aside from that she’s best friends w/ nya, she usually repairs and builds her new motorcycles whenever she crashes into school property. the worst case was when nya accidentally rode out the window from the 4th floor.

she’s also best friends with zane and obviously have that robot bond even if zane would try to deny his robotisms. they gossip in morse code and binary in front of everyone else so noone understands them

i love movie cole hes too silly and him and pixal are good friends, they often hang out together and thinking of their dynamic makes me want more cole-pixal stuff in the actual show

she makes fun of jay like everyone else but in the end she believes he just needs a boost of morale and a touch of reality. he will nerd out over things with her and hack security systems together

shes more forgiving and nicer to lloyd than she is with the other ninja and really wishes the best for him. shes happy to help him with whatever and sends computer viruses to his anyone who looks at him funny

[starrylothcat]

♡ Home ♡

The Bad Batch Ask You to Live With Them Headcanons

Pairing: Individual Bad Batch x GN Reader.

Warnings: Fluff, fluff, fluff. Smooching. Everyone is happy on Pabu AU. 🫶

A/N: This is just some silly fluff I wrote at work today. It was hot AF and I’m still sweating so I apologize for any errors, not really proofread.

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Scenario: You and The Bad Batch have been settled on Pabu for some time. Long-held feelings between you and your Batcher finally had the opportunity to blossom as you eased into a peaceful island routine. You are happy, your love for one another secure and strong.

You’ve discussed moving in together, but island life is calm and your lives are no longer in a rush. You haven’t made that leap in your relationship quite yet, but little did you know your Batcher had plans…

Hunter

You were sitting on the beach, the sun’s last rays catching the calm sea as stars twinkled into view.

Hunter’s arm was wrapped around you, holding you close against him, his head leaning on yours.

“You know that cottage we walk by every day, the one with the garden?” Hunter mumbled, gently tracing his fingers up and down your arm.

“Yeah…I’m surprised no one has moved in there yet. It’s in a perfect location.” You murmured, his fingers putting you in a relaxed trance.

“It is perfect.” He said, his smokey voice lulling you further into a relaxed, carefree state. “I can’t wait to see what you do with the garden.”

You shifted your head to look at him, confusion in your expression, his fingers stopping their caress.

“Omega wants to try to plant meilooruns.” He met your gaze. “And she’s already picking out decorations for her room.”

“Hunter…” you started. “What are you saying?”

Hunter pressed his forehead to yours. “It’s ours. If you want.” He ghosted his lips across your own. “All I have to do is give the word to Shep.”

Your breath hitched.

“Hunter, you mean, that cottage…? It’s really ours?”

He nodded, gently tracing his fingertips across your cheek, the fading sun reflecting in his honeyed eyes.

“I love you, and Omega does too. We’ve spent so much time on the run, never knowing what comes next. It’s time…to put it behind us. Settle down for good. And I want you to be part of that. But if you’re not-“

You grabbed the collar of his shirt and tugged him in for a passionate kiss, his arms immediately pulling you close to him.

“Hunter, yes.“ You beamed, breaking the kiss. “I love you, too.”

Hunter smiled, nuzzling his nose against yours, never having felt so content in his entire life, excited for this next chapter in your relationship.

Echo

You had just closed up your shop and were waiting for Echo. He promised to take you out tonight and told you he was planning something special.

He met you at your shop, kissing you deeply as his hello.

“Hello to you, too.” You giggled, slightly flustered at his kiss as he looped his arm with yours. “Where are you taking me tonight?”

“It’s still a surprise, mesh’la.” He winked, leading you down a a few quiet roads.

“There aren’t any restaurants up here.” You gave him a look, having no idea what he had planned.

Echo didn’t say anything, the evening lights flickering on throughout the island, casting warm glows onto the street.

A few more turns and Echo stopped. You stood in front of a cottage, a soft glow of light coming from the front windows.

“Echo-“ He just smiled, leading you up the cobbled path to the home.

“Echo, if your idea of a date is breaking and entering…” you teased, still confused as to what was going on.

Echo chuckled, opening the door to the cottage, surprising you that it was open.

“Just trust me, mesh’la.”

You stepped inside, gasping slightly. The cottage was empty, save for a blanket that was spread on the ground in what would be the living room.

A few candles were the only light source, highlighting the picnic that was spread across the blanket, and two empty glasses for the bottle of wine that sat in the middle of the spread.

You looked at him, still just as lost as before.

“It’s not much, but I figured we should celebrate the first night in our house.”

You opened and closed your mouth, processing his words.

“Our…house? Echo, you mean…?”

He wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tight.

“I love you and…I want to spend every moment together. Build a life…together. I saw this cottage was available and talked to Shep. It’s ours if we want it.”

Tears clouded your vision as you kissed him, overwhelmed by his words. You nodded excitedly against his lips, your heart ready to burst with joy.

“Me too, Echo. I love you. I want to build a life with you, too.”

He smiled, wiping the tears from your cheeks.

“Let’s crack open that wine then, shall we?”

Tech

Tech had been busy as of late, which is normal. He always had some project or idea that was occupying his mind.

But you knew something strange was going on when he kept hiding his datapad from you, or quickly pushing flimis under other piles of half-worked on gadgets whenever you walked into his room.

Finally, you decided to ask what he was working on, and what has been so intensely engrossing his mind the last few weeks.

“Can I ask what it is you’re working on?” You queried as you lounged on his bed in his room, watching him work.

He turned to you, and it looked like he was hesitating, and almost nervous to say something.

He let out a breath and fully faced you.

“We’ve been together romantically for some time now…” he started. “And we are happy, correct?”

You raised you eyebrow, nodding. “Yes, of course Tech. I love you.”

“As I you.” He stated. “So I have been pondering of what should come next, and I determined it was time to begin the next phase of our relationship, if you agree.”

Tech held out his datapad toward you as you stared at him, wondering what he was going on about.

“I began investigating homes we could share. There are plenty of available cottages throughout the island which I have researched thoroughly, though none are up to my standards.”

Tech adjusted his goggles as heat began to flush your cheeks.

“So, I took it upon myself to explore ways on how to build one myself.”

Your heart fluttered at his words as you sat up completely. “Tech, you want to build us a house?”

“Precisely. If you want to cohabitate with me, that is.” The last part of his statement came out quiet, as if he wasn’t sure of what your answer would be.

You peeked at the datapad, which had blueprint schematics of a cottage, all designed by him.

You looked back at him, not stopping the large smile on your face as Tech fidgeted, waiting for your response.

“Tech…” you said softly. “Yes, I’d love to live with you. I want it more than anything.”

You watched as his shoulders seemed to relax as you set down the datapad, closing the distance between the two of you.

Tech took your hand, his thumb gently tracing over yours.

“Of course, I’ll need your input on the final design, but I think you’ll approve of what I have so far.”

You smiled, leaning into him, his other arm holding you close. “As long as I’m with you, it’ll be perfect.”

Wrecker

Wrecker was giddy, practically dragging you down the road as he picked up his pace.

“Wrecker, where are we going?! Wait a sec, you’re walking too fast!” You could barely match his strides.

“You’re gonna love it, I promise! We are almost there!”

After another turn down a street, Wrecker finally stopped at the end of a row of small cottages.

“Here!” He exclaimed loudly, gesturing to you to follow him.

“Wrecker, what is this?!” You gasped, out of breath.

“It’s our new house! I know we talked about having our own place awhile ago and…here it is!” Wrecker excitedly tugged you in through the front door, your mind trying to play catch up to what he was saying.

You stepped inside, Wrecker eagerly pointing to different areas of the cottage.

“The windows in the kitchen are big, so we can have a great view while we cook together. That was the first thing I thought of…” Wrecker blushed as he turned, pointing to the door that led to a back patio.

“Oh, and look at the porch! Ya can grow all the herbs you’ve been wanting to! And wait until you see the view out the bedroom window-“

Wrecker stopped, noticing how quiet you were being.

You were gazing around the empty house, your mind spinning with surprise and happiness.

You were moved at Wrecker’s excitement and having a home to call your own, with him, not expecting this in the slightest.

Tears were sliding down your cheeks, and you didn’t even notice until Wrecker’s large hand was gently wiping them away.

“Mesh’la, I’m sorry, I got carried away. If ya aren’t ready I understand, or if ya don’t like this cottage we can-“ Wrecker sighed, thinking he ruined everything. “I’m sorry if it’s too much.”

You looked up at him, smiling.

“Wrecker, this is more than I could have ever wanted. I love this. I love you.” You placed your hand over his that was now cradling your face. “I want this.”

Wrecker smiled, relief washing over him.

“Now, tell me again about the kitchen?” You laughed, happy tears still running down your face as Wrecker kissed your cheeks, laughing with you in your new home.

Crosshair

You were laying with your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as you almost drifted off to sleep, Crosshair’s arm keeping you close to him.

You noticed he had been a little on edge today, restless and fidgeting more than usual.

You suggested a nap, which he agreed to.

He continued to be restless, though, not able to get comfortable as you laid on him.

“Want to go for a walk?” He grunted, shifting under you.

You lifted your head, blinking a few times. “Sure.” You smiled sleepily, sitting up from your laying position.

You often went on walks in the evening, a ritual you began not long after you became a couple.

You walked quietly under the full moon, the streets silent. Crosshair’s hand found yours, enjoying one another’s presence as you strolled through the winding avenues.

You let Crosshair lead the way, and you walked up into a cluster of cottages that you often passed by on your walks.

You’ve mentioned before how you like this part of Pabu, this subset of cottages getting the best view of the sunset.

Crosshair suddenly stopped, still grasping your hand.

“Is everything ok?” You asked, wondering why he stopped so suddenly.

He looked at you as he lifted your hand, turning your palm up, his silver hair almost indistinguishable from the moonlight casting down on the two of you.

“I was going to wait until tomorrow, but here.”

Crosshair placed a small key in the center of your palm, closing your fingers around it.

“Crosshair, what is this?” You asked softly, confused as to what he was doing.

“It’s ours.” He stated. “The one with the blue door.” You glanced behind him at the cottage with said blue door.

You focused back on him, trying to piece together what he was saying, his expression unreadable.

“What do you mean?” Your voice quivered, clutching the key.

“You know what I mean, doll.” His tone was soft. “It has the best view of the sunset. I made sure of that.”

You practically jumped at him, swinging your arms around him and crushing yourself into his chest, tears pricking at your eyes.

“Crosshair, I-“

He leaned his head on yours, his lips brushing against your forehead. You didn’t need to finish your sentence.

“It’s ours, now?” You whispered.

“As of yesterday.”

You looked up at him. “How did you know I’d say yes?”

Crosshair smirked, his lips close to yours. “You did, didn’t you?”

You smirked back, his lips capturing yours in the moonlight in front of your new home.

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[sunshineneedsaplacetokeephernsfw]

Day 21 | Dry humping - Victor

Kinktober masterlist

Gender-neutral reader (genitals not specified)

Word count: 1k

18+, slight embarrassment, dry humping, minimal editing

The mind can be a bit silly. It wanders and dreams up memories that never happened. Play a scene before your very eyes that isn't even happening, if you allow it to wander.

How his skin felt, how his hair would smell if you tucked your face into it. How the fabric would feel in your hands as you took it of-

You heard your name.

The sound snapped you out of it. Beautiful diamond-like eyes stared at you with concern from the other side of the desk.

You forced a smile. 

“Sorry, Victor. My mind must've wandered while you read the report.”

It was a miracle you weren't more flustered or stuttering. Did you have any shame left?

“Oh,” he smirked playfully. “Were you thinking about me?”

How you wanted to answer with the sluttiest ‘yes’. You might have too, if he didn’t start again before you could.

“I jest,” He smiled. The brief intense look in his eyes gone. “Sorry I bored you. Your report was very good! You did an excellent job! I can tell you worked very hard on it.”

He was always so sweet, and made you so happy. His genuine, sweet smile making your heart flutter against your ribcage. “You’ve really adjusted to life in the darkness. It makes me so happy.”

Your smile grew even wider. “Thank you, Victor. I couldn’t have done it without you and your endless support.”

He gasped dramatically and held his hand to his chest. You could have sworn you saw tears in the edge of his eyes. “I’m so pleased to hear you think so highly of me.”

A pleasant warm feeling filled your chest. Somehow your mind started to wander again.

“Oh, before you go, the Queen asked me to give a gift to you. She figured it was only right after all of your hard work.”

Your eyes widened and you straightened up in your seat. “Oh?”

“One moment! I’ll get it out.”

He leaned down in his chair and opened a drawer. You stood from your seat and walked around the desk to look. You peered over. Your eyes were more focused on him than the floor.

Your toe caught on something and your body tumbled forward. When your eyes opened his hands were on you to steady you. And you were in his lap. 

Your body was so close to him.

His eyes were wide and his face flushed for a brief second. The concern in his eyes lingered.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You nodded. You suddenly realized your hand was resting on his chest.

His fingers touched below your chin. They gently and seductively tilted it up, until your eyes looked directly in his. “If you wanted to touch me, you could have just said so.”

Your whole body went hot. Your muscles nearly trembled from holding back.

His carefree smile returned. “Jus-” 

You pressed your lips against his. Your control shattered. Your hands gripped the front of his jacket to pull him close.

He stiffened and a soft moan came from his throat. You pulled away already panting. You stared him directly in the eyes.

“I want you.” It rolled off your tongue so easily. Your desire finally made itself known.

You could feel his chest rise and fall. He sucked in a breath. His eyes still caught in shock, uncertainty swam in them. You smiled softly at him and slowly pulled him in. He leaned in and your lips met again.

Warmth sparked in your body as his lips kissed back. Moving perfectly with yours. He held you close. His hands held onto your sides.

You opened your mouth and the kiss quickly deepened. A hunger invading it as his hand went to the back of your head and held you close. He angled his head to kiss you better. All of the longing and need for him you had held back suddenly poured out. You adjusted to straddle him.

Your lips tangled together and you pressed into each other. The both of you gave into desire. You lowered yourself. Your crotch came into contact with his. Your breath hitch. You gave an experimental push. Your kiss muffled the sound that came from him.

Your breaths became heavier as your hips rolled into each other again and again. Pleasure bursted in you each time. You pulled back just a bit and bit your lip. It felt too good. It grew hotter and harder as you grinded against it. Your breath fluttered and you held on tight to him.

His lips brushed against your ear and he kissed it. He lightly jerked up into you. The pace became more frequent.

“V-victor!” You nearly cry out as he catches just right against you.

He gasped. His grip on you tightening, yet never losing the gentle touch. Like he was afraid to hurt you. Like you were a fragile treasure.

You melted together and hugged each other closer. Moaning and kept moving as the pressure built up. Your nails dug into him before you cried out and your hips stuttered.

He pressed you close with his hand on your lower back as he moaned loudly.

You let yourself collapse onto him. His muscles went limp, but still held you just as tenderly. You looked down between you and saw the wetness that seeped through his pants… or yours.

You laughed softly and leaned your forehead against his. You stared into his eyes for a moment, and in that moment you couldn’t think of a thing to say. But you knew you wanted to say something.

“Thank you,” you whispered. 

“No, thank you.” He leaned back to kiss your forehead. “You… truly are a wonderful person.” He rested his head against yours again.

You rubbed his arm through his clothes and smiled.

[heartfullofleeches]

Yan Clown/Circus + Imaginary Friend Darling Blurb

Throughout life, friends come and go, but you - were always the first.

Things were simple in the beginning. Sit with that lonely kid at the playground, wipe their face with your sleeves, and ask if they wanted to be friends. They always said yes. You were inseparable. Playing until streetlights came on plus a seat saved for you at the dinner table when they reluctantly returned home. The biggest fears you faced where the monsters under the bed and the dark... then came school, homework, the future. Your playdates became so far and few, they put in the efforts to make new friends and you were so happy for them.

"Y/n? Who's that? Quit talking to yourself and come hang out with us."

But none of them ever wanted to be yours. Your friend was never home anymore and when they were it was always school work or video games taking their attention. Your place at the table was given to someone else. They'd gradually drift away from speaking to you and it was like you never existed in the first place to them, and maybe you never did - so you left. Back to that empty that existed before it all. There, you remembered all your friends. All your precious memories and the treasures they gave you their parents questioned them about when they disappeared. You hated it there. You didn't want to reminisce on the good times - it only lead to wordless goodbyes. Why - why did they always leave you behind?

"I got invited to a slumber party this weekend... Everyone turned out to be so nice once I gave them a chance like you told me to.... You'll... always be my best friend, but I have real ones now. I'm not a kid anymore - and I can't live in a fantasy world forever."

Of course you always knew - but did your time together really mean nothing? The smiles and tears, joys and fears - were those fake too? This was how life for you went and has gone your entire path. Make a new friend, wait for them to make their own, force yourself to forget, and repeat. You never, ever blamed them for abandoning you. It was your biggest dream to see your friends go out in the world and do all the things you rambled about for hours - you just wished you could've been their when they made their dreams come true. If they could make those fantasies reality, why couldn't you be real too them? It's not fair-

"Hey! You gonna put your raspberry in the square yet? I don't mind waiting cuz you're really cute - but I've eaten most of the blueberries already and if I eat one more I won't have enough for a win."

A new friend - you kept them waiting, lost in your thoughts like that. There's something different about this one... They're a lot bigger than your old friends and dress strange just like those funny people in shows. How old are they?

"28..... Is my favorite number because that's how many waffles I can eat before throwing up. I dunno my age really, I like a lot of candles on my pie so it's hard to remember. I'm probably waaaaaay older - or younger, but I'm definitely not younger than eighteen because I get a new doll every year - and there's a ton. Hey, when's your birthday so we can get your collection started?"

An adult - An adult can see you, but why?

"Hmmm, I dunno how you got in here either. I was just thinking about how great it would be to have someone to eat all these waffles with since I made 29 today - and poof you appeared outta nowhere. You gotta so me that trick eventually - wanna be pals? I'll give you... a quarter, no- half the stack if ya stick around. My name's Gus. Gus the clown."

A clown... Alot of your friends loved those, others were terrified. This one reminded you alot of them. So silly and carefree, just like they always were before reality kicked in. It was never that way for Gus. You'll never forget the shocked look on their face when you told them chocolate milk didn't come from brown cows. They serenaded you with songs detailing your adventures together and nearly had a heart attack when you played peekaboo together which they later tried to play off as good acting - the tear smudges in their paint was just from hot how was is.

At the same time, Gus was far more mature they let on. They fantasized about finding the missing piece to their act and heart, and hopefully marrying that special someone someday. They were all smiles - but as soon as someone got hurt they knew when to drop the act and when to use it to their advantage. You prayed the day they found someone they wouldn't ditch you like everyone else.

It turned out there were a lot more like Gus. True to their status as a performer, they worked and lived in a traveling circus with others who were accepting of you - and had the eyes to see you. They never doubted your existence like parents used to and believed near ever word Gus said even when at the point in time you were nothing more than the ramblings of a mad-clown, and greeted you in kind. Overtime, you became corporal for these performers too and the brief hellos turned to bear hugs thrust upon dolls Gus' sibling made for everyone to have when they wanted sat hello. They still couldn't touch you, but for the first time everyone knew you were their and love you the same, if not more than the friend you came for. Sometimes it really did feel like you were a real person. If only....

"Ouch!"

You pull your hand away from Gus' as the clown bursts into a fit of giggles - yelping in pain as they clap their hands together, electrocuting themselves on the buzzer.

Whoo! That definitely sends a shock through ya. Can't believe that got you. Hey - that got you... you've never been hurt by any of the things we've done before."

They're right. That really did hurt. Wait. It hurt. You've never been able to interact with anything before - leaving Gus overwhelmed on brunch dates when they devoured your share. What's going on?

Gus expresses the confusion you're both feeling with a high-pitched scream. They dart around the room, nabbing their emergency supplies of candy from beneath their pillow. "Ahhhh, idea - Y/n, try one of these - hurry!"

You take one of the licorice sticks and shove it in your mouth. If picked up the treat wasn't proof enough, the explosion of flavor on your tongue confirmed your theories.

"It's...good."

Gus races in a circles, squeeling in delight as they grab and pinch your plush - warm cheeks. "They've never been warm before! This is amazing. Ahhh, next test- here goes!"

Shutting their eyes, Gus rams their lips against yours - grinning with teeth against your skin. They kiss your lips, cheeks, and noses - smothering you with a hug, soaking up the beat of your speeding heart.

"You have no idea long I've wanted to do that...."

You're still reeling from everything going on. "W-what's happening, Gus?"

"No clue! If you want my guess, I'd say so many people believing in you made you real like that one movie with the puppet. The others! Oh, man everyone's gonna love this! Come on!"

Gus picks you up and sprints to the main show room. They gather everyone into the area along with the biggest mirror they could find. They try to explain, but the excitement gets the better of them. Frustrated by everyone's agreeable questions - they rip off the blanket covering the mirror and your reflection, and the crowd goes wild.

"That wasn't there before! Can we touch Y/n now???"

"I call dibs on giving them their first piggyback ride!"

"Wonderful timing! I knitted you a lovely scarf before I forgot you technically were a figment of our combined imaginations."

"If they're really here and can touch stuff... They can be part of the show - can't they?"

Thats right. You'd fit right in with your history too. After a celebratory dinner and cuddle session - the preparations for your big debut were made. As expected, everyone loved you. You and Gus were the starting act, and two halves of the same whole. People saw you, they praised you, loved you. The adoration of the crowd was like no other, but everything after the curtains were closed was even better. Gus kept to their promise of never leaving you behind. You were that missing piece - someone they couldn't live without. It was time for you to finally grow up and leave the ghosts of the past where they lied.

"Aw, don't be like that, sweetie. You'll love it once we get there."

This is bullshit. Their college gradation and their folks were dragging them to some circus. Luckily they had a few buds pull through for an aftershow at a nearby bat.

"Maybe your opinion will change when you see the staring act. That clown reminds me a lot of that friend you used to go on about. What was their name again? I think it was -"

Y/n. Your name and smiling face were plastered on a billboard they passed. It was no vague resemblance - that was their first companion down to the scrunchie you wore around your wrist that they gave you on the day they gave you the lukewarm mercy of a goodbye. It couldn't really be you - right?

"Look how big you've grown...."

No-

"Your parents tell me you're graduating this year. I'm so, so proud of you. Are you going to become a scientist just like you said?"

How?

"You always said it was so you could find a way for everyone to see me too... I'm sorry for holding you back for so long. It's good that you made friends. I made alot too - really good ones. With them, I can live in fantasy and the real world at the same time. It's so much fun."

What are you apologizing for? Why are you acting like you're the one that abandoned them. You were everywhere to them. Everything they ever achieved was because of the shoulder you gave them to lean on. Being with you was like a dream - but everyone has to wake up eventually.

"Oops! Looks like a wasted all our time. I have a few more scheduled greets, but maybe if you stay after we can chat a little more before you leave. See you!"

They don't want to leave. There's still so much to be explained; to say and do, but just like them - you were gone as you appeared. They had to see you again in a better time. Do imaginary friends drink coffee?"

"How's it feel to be the one on the other end of the stick?"

Another clown stands behind them. It was the same one that shared your act. Gus. What do they want?

"Y'know I know alllll about what happened between you two. I know everything from their past since as their bestest friend - and potential future spouse - it's my job to make them loved enough to spill every, little detail. You shouldn't have come here. You're not the first to recognize them - and you won't be the last.

The ball of their wrist juts painfully against their skin as the clown grabs their arm.

"I won't let any of you get back into their heart. I won't let anyone hurt them again. You can't just take back what you broke when someone else fixes it. I'll make you feel what they felt. I'll make them forget you - and anyone who tries to take them from us that I promise and promises are meant to be kept. Quick question before you go though - think Y/n will like these matching necklaces I made us? Anything looks cute when its on them - but think it'll fit better than that old scrunchie."

[kjwaikiki]

House of the Dragon only showed them for 5 minutes but Cregan and Jace have there hooks in me. Here is a fic idea:

Jace and Cregan dated for a while either in college or just out of college. Jace was away from his family at the time and he didn’t tell anyone about Cregan. Jace wasn’t ashamed but it felt nice to have something that was solely for himself.

They were in love. Approaching the altar and getting married kind of in love but something happened that ended their relationship. Maybe there was a tragedy on Jace’s side of the family that compelled him home or maybe it was Cregan’s side of the family that needed him. The point is that they were torn apart but still really love each other.

Jace goes back home and is around his family. I imagine Jace is someone who suppresses a lot of his emotions. He feels pressure to be perfect so he puts on a facade and struggles to get through the day. Part of this is that Jace doesn’t really share about his life with anyone, there is just this huge gap for a couple years where all the family got were sporadic phone calls and gifts on important holidays.

The family is worried about Jace. They see him struggling but he won’t let anyone in so they don’t know how to help him. In the midsts of this Cregan comes back into Jace’s life.

I imagine Cregan is trying to do a deal with the Targaryen company or the family hired him for something. The culmination is that Cregan sees Jace while with the family and neither man takes it well. Jace is visibly distraught which freaks the family out because if they can see it on his face it must be bad. Cregan is not any better. Cregan is trying to keep a stoic face on but is not succeeding. He keeps looking at Jace and making aborted moves to comfort him.

The meeting eventually ends when Jace can no longer stand it and runs out of the room. For a split second Cregan’s mask falls completely and he looks devastated. The meeting wraps up but all the family agrees to interrogate Jace together after which does not go well.

Jace is not having a good time. He still loves Cregan, still wants a life with Cregan, but still sees no way over the obstacles of their obligations to their families and trying to fit their lives together in a way that ensures that no one is giving something up. Jace is unsuccessfully trying to stave off a breakdown when the family converges on him. All Jace’s loved ones have the best intentions but their questions about Cregan are too much too soon and Jace starts crying and hyperventilating.

No one knows how to help him and everyone freaks out. Everyone is trying to get Jace to breathe or tell them how to help him. Jace is finally able to choke out that he wants Cregan. Someone calls Cregan and puts him on the phone with Jace. Cregan is able to talk Jace down off of his panic attack.

After the phone call the family is still there but are noticeably shyer about asking Jace anything. Jace sees them squirming keeping their questions in and signs. He grabs him laptop and a thumb drive. On said thumb drive is all the pictures and videos he and Cregan took together when they are dating. There are shots of Cregan when he is just waking up, close ups of hands, and cutesy photos where one of them is kissing/cuddling/leaning on the other. There are videos of them making breakfast together, making silly faces at each other, and just in general being a couple that is clearly in love.

The family is in shock after Jace shows them everything and explains how he and Cregan were seriously dating for a while. More than not knowing about the relationship the family hasn’t seen Jace that carefree and happy in a while. In fact none of them think they have ever seen Jace that happy, in all the videos and photos he practically glowed.

I’m not entirely sure what comes next. I think Jace and the rest of the family have some issues to work out. Mainly I think they need to realize that while Jace is good at helping his mother and managing a company he isn’t necessarily happy doing it. I think Jace was told by the adults from a young age that he would inherit the company after his mom. I don’t think anyone did this maliciously but I think everyone assumed that Jace would follow in Rhaenyra’s path without ever asking him what he wanted.

I think a huge part of this fic will be Jace figuring out that he can have wants if his own and that it isn’t selfish to pursue them. I think something that needs to be touched on is that Jace’s relationship with Cregan was something that he did and had for himself completely outside of the family. I think the major catalyst for Jace and Cregan’s relationship was the fact that Jace had to pick between his relationship with Cregan and what he viewed as his duty to his family.

A huge part of the fic should be the family coming to realize that Cregan is the love of Jace’s life and that while the relationship might be ended Jace’s feelings are still there and will likely always be there. I don’t think Jace would ever doubt this, I think he always knew that Cregan was it even as the relationship ended and that he would probably never want anyone else.

The reason the relationship ended wasn’t a lack of love but life getting in the way. Jace had been told for so long that he would be this one thing and he always felt this massive ball of expectations. Jace always felt he needed to act and be a certain way, to fulfill a role for his family. With Cregan Jace was able to really find out who he was and explore what he wanted.

Jace discovered that he really likes wearing Cregan’s shirts that are way too big for him, that he would rather spend the day cuddling on the sofa than with a group of people, that he actually really likes corny romance books, does not like shellfish, would rather drink beer than wine, and that he has never felt more alive and happy than when he is with Cregan. But when his family needed him it was easier to leave than to stay.

Jace has spent so many years acting a certain way and doing whatever he needed to do to help his family that when he realized that if it came to a choice between Cregan and his duty to his family he wanted to choose Cregan, he got scared. He worked so hard to be what everyone else needed him to be. He was the perfect son, the reliable brother, the good kid but with Cregan he didn’t have to be any of that. Jace had been shoving down his own wants for so long that when the choice came it was easier, simpler to just do what he had always done and do what everyone else needed him to do.

I think on some level Cregan understood but I do think it made him incredibly sad. One thing I want to make clear is that Jace never denied he loved Cregan. He never saw their relationship as less than something else. Jace was scared and guilty and conflicted. He fell back into old habits and in a way started to just go through the motions as he had programmed himself to.

I think in the midst of all these issues and histories being dug up there are a lot of fights and tears between everyone. Between Jace and Cregan in particular there is a lot of tension, kissing, and maybe even some confrontations and yelling. This is a drawn out smack down tragic romance full of heat and gut wrenching emotion and it should be evident whenever Jace and Cregan lock eyes.

I think in the end the family realizes they messed up and Cregan and Jace get back together. I think there should be a big dramatic scene between Jace and Cregan with questions, kisses, crying, and breakdowns. In the end Jace chooses Cregan and steps back from the role he forced himself to fill within the family.

Cregan and Jace ride off into the sunset to live a happy life together after a tragic, emotional journey. They get a happy ending.

[celestialtarot11]

Romance December Predictions 🎄🌟 PAC ☕️🤍

Hey friends! For fall break I decided I’d do a little cozy reading for ya’ll ☕️ wishing ya’ll a beautiful Christmas for those who celebrate, and to those who don’t enjoy your new years! ✨ lets get into it (these pictures are so cute)

Pile 1 👀🦋: Strength • Two of Pentacles For some of ya’ll you are getting invited to a Christmas party where you’ll meet this person! This could be an office celebration at work. Maybe you already know this person and during the party you’ll find the courage to start a conversation with them. This person will dress very classy with a suit, vest, and tailored pants. If you’re not the type to go out often, you could meet this person on the way to a cafe or walking in the park! You could literally bump into them as you’re walking 😂 this person loves having fun and they will invite more of that in your life. I’m getting major homebody vibes for someone here 👀 so you may be the type to chill at home, whilst they show you the world! Ya’ll will love cozy dinner dates at home and out. It might make you feel uncomfortable at first since it’s a new environment, but over time you’re focus will shift to this person and how easy going they are. For those who love dinner dates great! This person does too and wants to go out fancy with you 💅🏻 they will spoil you! Some of ya’ll might actually be married already💍📲 and you’re receiving a surprise text to go out! Ladies, enjoy your night 🙌 if you’re not a lady, this can still resonate too!! Enjoy pile 1’s!

Pile 2 ✈️☁️: King of Pentacles • Three of Pentacles Hi pile 2’s! 🙌 This person is financially blessed and loves to bless others, especially you. They love providing, nurturing, and will support you in every kind of way. This is the person to stay for the long haul 💍✨ this person is desiring to be around you for December and wants to celebrate. They want the tree, the gifts, the whole Christmas celebration with you! If you guys met online, they still want to call you and spend time 🌟 I’m hearing Christmas music, seeing drinks, and hearing lots of laughter. Some of ya’ll know this person already, and they are coming in to reconnect 🤗 if you want this spirit is saying this is part of your Christmas gift (more to come for you) and they want you to take your time in enjoying this. Sit back and embrace the holidays! For those of you who don’t know this person, you could meet them at a family event. You could be introduced to them through a friend, sibling, cousin etc. They will talk your ear off and you’ll be invested ✨ feelings are mutual in December! They will be checking your body out a lot if you’re having a party or going to one. Lots of physical attraction here 👀 and they aren’t ashamed to admit how beautiful you are. Enjoy your Christmas pile 2’s! 🦋

Pile 3 💗🎄: Three of Pentacles • The Hanged Man Hi pile 3’s! Welcome to your December love predictions 🦋💗 this person could be your childhood best friend coming in. They want a deeper intimacy with you, and they love enjoying time with you. If you guys spent time with each other in the past they are reflecting on the experiences. They love how childish and silly you two were, they love carefree experiences ya’ll share 🌟✨ For others, your love life could’ve been stagnant, I’m seeing new opportunities to meet people! Lots of celebrations, new places to see, and happy moments in December. This person is silly, fun, sweet and charming. Loves to show you how much they care through gifts and quality time 🙌 when you two are together the rest of the world disappears. You could meet them out of nowhere and feel your life shifted! Might even be shocking and you’ll feel excited for this change, but curious to see where it goes ✈️ this person is patient, and doesn’t mind doing a little something extra for the holidays! You mean the world to this person and seeing you all dressed up is something they love. They want to see you dressed up 💅🏻 take care pile 3’s! Enjoy your December and the holidays 🌟✨

Thank ya’ll so much for reading this 💗🙌 December predictions are my favorite thing to do especially romance ☕️ i love a good winter romance. Add in some drama too and you got me invested 👀 feel free to reblog comment and like 🦋

Book a reading with me here 🤍

[avonne-writes]

AVONNE!! :O

tell us about the hs au summer before university - what did they do, where did they go, what dates did they plan, gifts they gave eachother, apartment shopping, spending time w georgia. tell us pleaseeeee!

I loved thinking about this question, thank you ❤️

Immediately after school is over, they have a lazy week, with lots of sleeping, not doing anything, and trying to process the sudden emptiness that comes at the end of high school. At the end of the week, Gale starts reading books and Bucky dives into planning their living arrangements for the first semester. They already have a place secured (probably through a friend of Georgia's), they just need to furnish it.

They go on a road trip with their friends, part of it camping in tents. Hold each other by the campfire, kiss under the stars, drink (mostly Bucky) until they're drunk and giggly and horny. Attempt a risky blowjob in the forest at night, get stung on the arm and hands by nettles (Bucky), collect 20+ mosquito bites (Gale). Get sappy and talk about transcendence and life, joke about kids and marriage. Joking feels easier than saying they're gonna bet on the two of them.

They go to a few concerts and sports events, mostly with their friends, unsure if that’s the last time they'll see them until their first high school reunion. Some moments happy and carefree, others full of uncertainty. When the shadows hit, Gale gets quiet and serious, Bucky clings. Nobody mentions it.

They visit some of Georgia's relatives, who live in a nice surfer town. Georgia brings Neil along too, which is something new for Neil, but he handles it well. Bucky and Gale spend a lot of time at the beach. Gale gets a tan, Bucky freckles.

They go on simple, silly, nostalgic dates, visit secret spots where they used to make out, take lots of photos of each other. Reminisce about high school, talk about fear. Have sex in the afternoon, careful to be quiet, always careful, just in case. Fantasize about having their own space and privacy. Talk about not doing things so safely anymore once they've moved in together.

Gale spends a few weeks doing a seasonal part-time job, Bucky trains with some other boys who also received sports scolarships, to make sure they aren't terribly out of shape by the start of the semester. Gale visits his parents, sometimes without telling anyone about it, but it’s more of an emotional toll than any help. He just can’t stop himself from reaching for them again, even if it ends in disappointment.

The boys go shopping for furniture and trinkets for the apartment several times, both with Georgia and alone. Gale thought he'd enjoy doing this with Bucky, but he doesn’t. He struggles with it. He doesn’t want to choose anything, and he feels guilty for not contributing as much as Bucky (=Georgia). They buy small things for each other that they think the other will like.

They start planning what their daily life is going to look like. Look up what's around their apartment, what their campuses look like, where they're going to grocery shop, go to cinema, go on a night out etc. Plan all the exciting things they're going to do together (Bucky), hide any trepidation with blind hope (Gale).

They move into their new place with Georgia's and Neil's help. Say goodbye to Georgia and Neil, promise to call and visit often, tear up a little while hugging Georgia (Bucky), feel dizzy from the silence that follows because it sounds like the point of no return (Gale). Go out and discover the neighbourhood on foot, pet all the cats they find, race each other on the way home and then kiss and kiss and kiss until their bed calls.

Gale cuts his hair short. Bucky mourns it. They make love without holding back, then go to sleep smiling in each other's embrace, confident that college is going to be the best time of their lives.

[kakashiislut]

I’m Sorry: Kakashi Hatake.

Fem reader

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“I’m sorry…”

They weren’t just words; they were a verdict, a sentence, a truth you hadn’t wanted to hear.

You heard them again, echoing in the hollow of your mind. No distractions could drown it out—not music, not sleep, not the rain outside that filled the silence in your room.

“I always saw you as a friend.”

Friend. The word cut deeper than you’d expected, sinking its claws into your thoughts. A week had passed since that moment, but the ache hadn’t faded. It kept you in bed, curled up beneath your sheets like they could shield you from the rawness of reality.

“I’m sorry if I made it seem like I liked you…”

The memory of your response haunted you as much as his words. You’d laughed, a brittle sound that barely held itself together, your fingers clutching the bouquet you’d bought with such hopeful care.

“Oh my god, you are so silly, Kakashi Hatake.”

Your voice had trembled, but you’d forced it into a teasing lilt, tilting your head just enough to look convincing.

“I don’t mean I love you like that… It’s just ‘cause you’re such a good friend. I want to appreciate you.”

You lied to save face. And worse, he knew it.

Kakashi had smiled then, that same crinkling of his eye you adored. He’d laughed, loud and warm, like it hadn’t just gutted you to play off your feelings as nothing.

“I’m so sorry, that’s so embarrassing… Thank you. How did you know I liked orchids?”

You’d shrugged, offering a smile that didn’t reach your eyes. “Lucky guess.” The truth was, you’d noticed the way he lingered near them once, how his gaze softened like they carried a memory you’d never know.

Now, you were here, buried in your bed as the storm raged outside. The rain pelted your window, the rhythm both soothing and harsh, its sporadic bursts of thunder jolting you out of your thoughts.

But even the storm couldn’t wash away the memories.

“Run!” His voice had been filled with laughter that day, a rare, carefree moment that echoed in your heart. You’d chased after him through the downpour, both of you soaked to the bone.“Kakashi fucking Hatake!” you’d shouted between bursts of laughter. “You said it wasn’t gonna rain!” He’d chuckled, sheepishly scratching at his mask. “Forgive me…”

And you had. You always did. Even now, as the pain lingered, you couldn’t bring yourself to resent him.

If you hurt me, I’d blame myself.

The storm blurred the line between the past and the present.

You remembered the warmth of the ramen stand, the way Kakashi had waved so casually to Teuchi as though nothing in the world could touch him. He’d ordered for you, remembering your preferences without hesitation.

“Two miso, please—extra tofu for the lady.”

His words had made you feel seen, cared for. But then there was the teasing.

“Oh my… your mascara…”

He’d reached across, cupping your face with both hands, his thumb smudging the mess even further. His touch had been warm, his tone light, but the way he focused on you made your chest ache.

“You look like… a trash panda,” he’d muttered, more to himself than to you, earning a small, wounded whine from your lips.

“You’re mean.” Your voice had been muffled by his firm hold.

“Ahh… you love me.” He’d said it so flippantly, his words dripping with playful confidence.

And the truth was, you did.

—

The sound of a Mourning Dove’s coo pulled you from your haze. It was soft, almost mournful, and it brought a sense of calm that you hadn’t felt in days. Slowly, you opened your eyes, letting the morning light seep into your room.

The dove perched on your windowsill, its presence delicate and unassuming. It reminded you of simpler times—scraped knees on summer pavement, chasing after fleeting happiness.

You rose from your bed, moving carefully toward the bird, not wanting to startle it. It cooed again, louder this time, before taking off into the rain-soaked branches of the tree outside.

Watching it settle among the leaves, a small, tentative smile touched your lips. For the first time in days, you felt a flicker of hope.

“Everything’s gonna be alright.”

[winniethewife]

In Reverence of the Duke.

(Duke Leto Atreides x F!Reader)

Chapter 3: Foolish

Last chapter ~ Next chapter

Words: 850

My darling,

Is it silly to write to you while residing in the place? Quite possibly. But is this the best way to speak with you with my whole heart without anyone over hearing. The difficulty of being such an important figure. Always under observation. Someone is always listening. A sealed letter is the best way for us to communicate undetected.

I’m still reliving the moment you stepped onto the castle grounds again. The way you looked, enchanting as always. I forgotten how beautiful your eyes are, the way they look in the dawn, when the sun is just beginning to rise over the hills. I’d forgotten how lovely you are in the moonlight. The way it brings out your features. I can’t help but be ever so grateful that you have returned to me after all this time.

I hope to hear back from you soon, and see you this evening.

I am yours for all time

L.A.

My Dearest,

I will admit I was a little surprised to see your letter. But happy to read it. I understand the need to keep our conversations private. I wish it wasn’t the case. The days of carefree talk in the halls of this castle are far behind us, like the days of our youth. The days in which our conversations are considered nothing but the fantasies and musings of children are far behind us. I wish now I had cherished the last time we spoke so freely, savored the moments we could love in the open. No one tells you when you’re young how quickly all the freedoms will slip away.  You spend so much time wanting to grow up, not realizing what you lose with age.

As for seeing you again after all this time apart, I couldn’t be happier to have you near me again. The sight of you after all this time, I was sure I was dreaming th moment I saw you. There was a moment where I thought of doing something ever so reckless, to take your hand and run with you. Run as far as we could, as fast as we could. Leave this world far behind and never let them catch us. Live a life where we never have to answer to anyone but ourselves. Just the two of us, no obligations, nothing to tie us down. Of course, that couldn’t be the case. I will have to be happy with our lives as it stands currently, be thankful for the fact we can even be together. It is both a blessing and a curse, to be so close, and yet unable to be what we so yearn to be.  I should not linger on what we could be, and enjoy what we have. Please do not think less of me for my desires and dreams being so foolish, my dearest, they are but the remnants of a childhood dream that I have yet to grow out of.

I am yours most sincerely.

Y.D.

My Darling,

If I were to call you foolish or to think less of you for this type of thinking it would be unjust of me seeing as I feel the same way. I am always thinking of running, of taking you somewhere where there would be no expectations of either of us. Somewhere in the far reaches of the galaxy where we could be free to do as we want. To be whoever we want, however we want, no rules, no expectations. If that is foolish thinking than I am the king of fools. I want nothing more than to live that life. To turn back time, to play games again, to love you in the way we did as children. I could never ask you to stop dreaming that way, I never want you to. These dreams, however impossible are worth dreaming. I want to lay beside you and gaze into your eyes in the way we would if we were husband and wife, I want to believe that is how we are meant to be, two fools, deep in love. I would have it no other way.

I hope it is not too much ask you to keep that childlike dream alive. For us, for our future. Keep it alive and remind me of it when the days grow colder and the nights seem endless, for the times we can barely spend a moment with each other while duty pulls us apart. Please keep being foolish, even when we are far apart, by distance or by ideals. Is it too much to ask, that you keep the love of two naïve children in mind when you look to me, while the pressures of the choices of rule dig their claws into my flesh, keep the man who wanted to run with you across the galaxy in your mind, and guide me back to being him when I stray too far. Please my Darling, never let me stray so far from your heart that I forget how to be foolish.

I am yours for all time

L.A.

~

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[smileycarat]

delulu thoughts: jun ver

so we all saw the trailer huh?

imagine that irl

well kinda, but more soft?

i do believe that jun would be more carefree with giving with his affection toward you

the switch between being friends to a relationship was pretty seamless between both of you

your friends only caught on that you had taken the next step was that you were both now exchanging kisses in greeting instead of the regular side hugs

jun is so sweet when it comes to take care of you

if he’s the first to wake up, expect there to be some sort of breakfast for you being made, whether or not it’s a piece of toast is not the question (it’s the thought that counts)

when you both began sleeping in the same bed long before you became a couple, you invested in a sleeping mask for him

you had the scare of a lifetime when you turned to your side and were face to face with him sleeping with his eyes open

immediately, the first thing you did the next day was buy a sleeping mask for him djdjkd

he just laughed at you

if you wear his shirts to bed, i can imagine him putting on an article of clothing of yours, no matter how it looks on him

he WILL strike a pose or two

he’s just so silly sometimes really

this man always knows how to make you laugh

i imagine him being the PERFECT wedding date

he will be the first to suggest matching outfits

will buy you that one accessory that you stared at a second too long without a doubt

he is nothing but a gentleman to all your relatives

the kids in the wedding LOVEEE HIM

he is not afraid to get his clothes dirty while he lets your younger cousins chase him across the field

always comes back to you though

sits as close as your chairs will allow during the dinner

and slow dances with you

you can bet all your money that everyone wants a dance with him (you’re proven right when even the bride asks for a dance with him) (he gives you one of these looks •_•)

he is totally the type to teach you phrases in languages that you don’t know

however, he does trick you with a few curse words here and there but that’s like a given with learning any language

one of my favorite things ever about jun is that despite how silly and goofy he can be, he is just so caring too??

i could see him being the type to stay up with you while you finish up on a paper, regardless of how tired he is from being in the dance studio

whenever he’s away for work, he always makes sure to bring you a souvenir from wherever he goes as well as his favorite snacks from that place

fans are familiar with you already because he’s not too worried about keeping your relationship a secret

i mean he has a picture of the two of you as his lock screen for goodness sake HAHA

when it comes to his turn for his speech after his members at an event, he keeps it simple with a “this is for you, i love you”

fans went CRAZYYY for the way he smiled at the camera (sheesh me too tho)

fans have had a few interactions with you when they run into you in public, and they always say how you’re so nice and how you would even offer to take a picture of them with jun

(jun was flabbergasted when fans then asked him if he could take a picture of them with you (he obvi happily did so, even suggested group selfie of all of you))

(the picture went viral)

on your birthday, he buys you the cutest small cake that is enough for the both of you

and he wakes you up by singing happy birthday as he carries the cake in

it becomes a tradition to begin birthdays with eating cake for breakfast together in bed

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[milk-tea-sakura]

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Han Jisung was always a cheerful and playful person, known for his silliness and quick wit among his bandmates in Stray Kids. However, there was one person who brought out a different side of him – his girlfriend, Y/n.

Jisung had met Y/n at a music festival that Stray Kids had performed at. He had been instantly drawn to her kind-hearted nature and her unique sense of fashion. After some flirting and playful banter, he finally got her number.

From there, their relationship bloomed. Jisung was used to being the playful one in his group. Still, with Y/n, he found himself being more vulnerable and honest about his feelings. He loved how she made him feel - safe, supported, and understood. And Y/n adored seeing this softer side of him, the Jisung who was shy and romantic when it was just the two of them behind closed doors.

They spent their time together creating memories and laughing endlessly. Jisung would sneak Y/n to his dorm room when the other members were out, and they would spend hours talking, sharing dreams, and just being together. Despite the demanding schedules of his career, he always made time for her, even if it was just a quick phone call before bed.

Y/n was Jisung's refuge, a place where he could be himself without the pressure of being an idol. They laughed over silly jokes, cuddled during late-night movie marathons, and found joy in the simplest things, like cooking a meal together or going for a walk in the park.

Jisung's bandmates, although teasing and jokingly jealous of the time he spent with Y/n, were genuinely happy to see their usually sassy and carefree member find such happiness. They often jokingly called her “the only one who could tame Han Jisung.”

It was late at night, and Jisung and Y/n were sitting together in his dorm room, the soft light from a lamp providing a cozy ambiance. Jisung was sprawled on the bed, a pillow propped behind his head, while Y/n sat beside him, her legs draped over his. Jisung had one hand resting on her ankle, his thumb tracing idle patterns on her skin.

The world outside was quiet, the city's buzz reduced to a faint hum in the background. Jisung broke the silence with a soft sigh, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. "You know," he began, his voice low and pensive, "Sometimes, I wonder what I did to deserve you."

"What do you mean," Y/n asks

Jisung rolled onto his side, a warm smile tugging at his lips as he looked at her. "You're perfect, you know that?" he said, his eyes roaming over her face. "You put up with my nonsense, you understand me when I'm being a brat, and you love me despite everything. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm worthy of you."

"Of course, you're worthy of me. If anything I should be asking you this." Y/n tells Han

Jisung's smile widened at her words. "Nah, you're selling yourself short," he said, reaching out to gently tug a strand of her hair. "You're the one who makes me want to be a better version of myself, who makes me feel like I can be vulnerable around you. That's priceless."

Y/n shifted closer to him, her thigh now pressed against his. "And you think you don't do the same for me?" she countered, a playful smile on her lips. "You make me laugh, you make me feel special, and you're the sweetest, most caring partner anyone could ask for."

Jisung chuckled, enjoying their playful banter. "Well, we make each other better, then," he conceded, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer. "But I'm still going to argue that you're the better half of this relationship."

"And I will happily accept that claim."

Jisung smiled, his eyes gleaming in the soft light. "Good," he said, his hand gently stroking her side. "But don't ever forget that you're the one with the power here. You've tamed the brat known as Han Jisung. That's an achievement in itself."

Y/n chuckled. "I've only 'tamed' you because I know I'm the only one you'll listen to," she teased, poking his chest playfully. "You're just putting on a show for the others most of the time."

Jisung feigned offense, putting a hand over his heart. "How dare you," he gasped, pretending to be hurt. "I'll have you know, I'm genuinely a menace. You've just managed to see through my tough exterior and find the softie beneath."

Y/n laughed, fully aware of his playful nature. "Oh, you're such a menace, alright," she agreed, resting her head on his chest. "Scared of horror movies, can't cook to save your life, and cries like a baby when we watch sad movies."

Jisung pretended to pout, his arm wrapping around her tighter. "Hey, those are my vulnerabilities. You're supposed to keep those secrets," he protested, but there was no hiding the smile playing at the corners of his lips. "And for the record, I happen to be a fantastic cook. I just happen to specialize in instant ramyeon."

Y/n's laughter filled the room. "Right, how could I forget your specialty?" she teased, resting her hand on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "And what about horror movies? You're still the one who hides your face in my shoulder whenever we watch one."

Jisung rolled his eyes, pretending to look indignant but failing miserably as the corners of his mouth curled up. "Hey, it's not hiding, it's called strategic avoidance," he quipped. "I'm not scared, I'm just… tactically avoiding jump scares because I know my heart couldn't handle them."

Y/n chuckled, feeling the playful banter between them lighten the mood even more. "Okay, Mr. Tactical Avoider," she said, her tone light and affectionate. "I won't expose your secret anymore."

Jisung sighed dramatically, pulling her even closer. "Good," he said, a goofy grin on his face. "And besides, I have a feeling you wouldn't want me any other way. You secretly find my jumpy nature endearing, admit it."

Y/n feigned nonchalance, her expression mock and serious. "Oh, absolutely," she teased. "Your fear of horror movies and inability to cook is definitely among my top criteria in a boyfriend."

Jisung laughed. "Hey now, don't ruin the moment," he joked, pretending to sound offended. "We both know you adore all my quirks, even the ones you pretend annoy you."

[kissofthemis]

Hello!Can i request the nxx biys with a slightly weird s/o?

Like weird as in they're always happy and goofy 24/7 even in dangerous situations?Like maybe something happened to them in the past that made then this way(you can decide on what happened :D )

Oh,and can i be the K Anon?My keyboard lags a lot if i use emojis,so I hope you don't mind if I go by K Anon here :D

Sorry if this is a super long request it's just been brainrottingbin my head 24/7 and i don't have enough writting skills lmao

❤ Artem ❤

At first, he doesn't notice that you have a tendency to laugh off your pain or make morbid jokes. He thinks that he's just more uptight or strict than most people, so he suspects your behavior is actually more akin to how "normal" people act.

It's when you act blasé after a dangerous encounter that he realizes that this seems to be a unique trait, specific to you.

He specializes in criminal cases. He knows that people who feel threatened or have experienced dangerous situations can react in many different ways... but to be this carefree is not something he's seen before.

You don't lash out, but you don't withdraw. You don't scream or cry, but you aren't bottling your pain either. You're an anomaly.

"Mr. Wing, it's a dark world out there." He knows that. "If I'm too serious, I'll crumble." He's never heard you speak in such a flat, detached tone. "So I stay silly!"

He isn't going to pry into why you feel you have to laugh all the pain away, because he trusts you to tell him if/when you're ready.

He knows what it's like to mask his true feelings.

Instead he offers you his shoulder. "If you ever need to turn away from the shadows... I'll shield you if you need a moment to be vulnerable, before putting that smile back on your face."

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💛 Luke 💛

Your smile and laugh make him warm inside. He likes that you can stay cheerful even when faced with stress or with gloomy situations.

He soon realizes that you're a bit too goofy, a bit too relaxed, a bit too much of a jokester. He's not mad about it, but he wants to figure out why you're this way.

At first he doesn't want to tell you he's investigating your behaviors. He's in detective mode and NSB agent mode at the same time; he won't ask for help nor reveal his intentions when he asks to spend more time with you.

He cares, but his pride can get in the way.

Finally he pieces together the puzzle, with clues and hints he obtained partially from you and partially from totally legitimate public sources, no hacking involved. (/s)

"You could've just asked me!" You laugh and wave him off. "It's no big deal!"

Luke gets stern with you. "You were subjected to immense psychological and physical abuse."

You just smile. "And you haven't been?" His scowl gets deeper. "Tell you what! Promise to look after me, so you don't have to worry about me getting trapped or endangered ever again! And then I'll be able to smile freely all the time!"

He reluctantly agrees.

Don't ask if the plush dog he gives you the next time you meet has a camera in it.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💜 Marius 💜

Your cheerful and carefree nature is what draws Marius to you in the first place.

He's constantly under stress. Whether it's school, tutoring, Z, or Pax, he always has some project pending and is subject to intense scrutiny.

You're a breath of fresh air from stuffy old men. You smile, you laugh, you play. He wants some of that l joy back in his life.

Unfortunately, trauma knows trauma. The more time he spends with you, the more he picks up on eccentricities that... don't quite line up with "innocence" the way he imagines it.

He understands the value of secrets and how they can protect others. He's had to keep secrets to protect his family, the company, reputations, wealth, you name it.

But he also wants to work on being more honest with himself, and that means being more honest with his closest friends. He doesn't have many friends, so he wants you to be able able confide in him the same way he can confide in you.

Of course, while he's a bold and bright businessman, he's a timid and inexperienced friend.

He'll try to tease and pout his way into your heart and mind. "Aww, are you laughing at me again, miss/mx/mister?" Tugging at your sleeves and your heartstrings. "Trying to trick me with a fake smile? Miss/mx/mister doesn't trust me..."

Turns out he has to be direct and blunt. You two end up having a heart to heart about your respective fears and struggles, the horrors you've faced, the sorrowful smiles and the humorous tears.

He comes up with an idea. "Here's a key to my studio. Want to turn pain and fear into something bright? Show me what you can paint."

~♡~♡~♡~♡~

💚 Vyn 💚

In case it wasn't readily apparent, Vyn picks up on your act instantly.

He's a psychiatrist. He doesn't know why you act this way, but he can figure out it's unnatural.

(Not to mention he enjoys card tricks. He's also good at perceiving sleight of hand and other "magic" that involves showing someone what you want them to see, instead of showing them the truth and mechanisms behind the magic.)

Instead of playing games or trying to snoop his way into your secrets, he just observes you.

He's skilled at sitting back and watching, waiting, picking up pieces and fitting them together.

You catch him by surprise, however, when you call him out on his behavior.

"Vyn, am I your patient or your friend?" You pout at him and fold your arms over your chest in a highly exaggerated manner, one that is almost comical in nature. You shift back into chuckles and spin around as you wait for his answer.

Your one moment of frustration could easily be brushed off as a joke, but Vyn hears there is actual hurt in your words.

"You are... quite the anomaly," he replies at last. "You wear both the masks of comedy and tragedy. I couldn't help but wonder which was your real face." He leans closer and whispers, "I want to see my friend's true face, beneath all the masks and pretenses. Is that so wrong, dear?"

[nonbinarypirat]

Heyyy so I saw you were open to questions and doing commentary!! So I was wondering do you think Azz and Iruma’s relationship is different than Clara’s and Iruma’s? And and also would love to hear any love trio thoughts🙏 tysm !!!!

this is a great question!! as a spoiler, i am deeply in love and invested in the soulmate group and love the connections they have together and on one on one ways. yes! i do think they are different in many ways! Here's a little break down on my thoughts on their relationships :) .Get ready for word vomit, i went overboard

Azz and Iruma: Azz and Iruma relationship is one of deep personal openess. That isn't to say that they leave Clara out of their personal feelings, they do, but both of them lacked the normal carefree freedom as kids. Azz because of his brilliance and Iruma because of his parents.

Due to this, we see they often fall into sharing thoughts and anxieties with each other in their solo interactions. Azz and Iruma have also known each other the longest, at least a week or two went by before meeting Clara. So Azz met Iruma VERY much when Iruma was at his weakest moment, when he was so confused about the world he found himself in. And despite the weridness with their relationship at the start, Azz has always been there with Iruma, he's the third person he ever met here. With Azz having toned down is extreme admiration to Iruma this has made these moments possible between them.

I also don't want to make it seem like they don't joke with each other, we have seen that they do. They have both changed so much when it comes to having fun thanks to Clara. Now, they are able to have a shopping day and be silly. But without Clara to really push the envelope when it comes to fun, they have more calculated fun.

Clara and Iruma: Very much a playful cutesy relationship. (I honestly hope we get more interactions of just the two of them in the future.) Clara represents the childhood Iruma never had, never could have, and therefore allows him to explore childlike wonder. How to open up in more expressive ways, carefree exploration, amd fun to the fullest extent. And by doing so, Clara is able to understand Iruma's moods better than most since we let our guards down completely during moments of pure relaxation.

We see this when Clara immediately saw Iruma was upset and needed to let out his emotions and just be a child. She knows when Iruma is genuinely happy and when he's stressed and doesn't know how to express it. And we have seen that Iruma greatly appreciates Clara for letting him experience and understand playing, something he never had the time to do before. And by being around Iruma, Clara has been able to develop strong moral and logical thinking. Clara has always been a character that is more aware of what's going on then she let's on. But I think the childlike part got in the way of full development in this aspect of her character.

With Iruma, she is able to explore and understand more complex ideas and thinking. One issue with being so isolated like Clara was is that she never got to explore any type of critical reasoning. These things can only be developed by interacting with others. And so, in the beginning Clara was very short sighted and immature. Now, she not only has the love trio, she also has the misfits and it's not clear if she would have been able to create this friend circle without meeting Iruma. She has grown so much as a character and I love seeing her be mature and willing to make sacrifices (putting aside Iruma time because Azz needed it more) while still being chaotically happy.

Love Trio: What can I say that probably hasn't been screamed about in a different post. They are soulmates, deeply connected to each other in every way and bring out the best in each other. They don't "complete" each other, more like they allow for each other to be themselves to the fulllest. They all default to too serious/angry (Azz), too hyper/inconsiderate (Clara) and too in his own way/"yes man" (Iruma) when apart and together, make up for their weaknesses and boost their strengths.

Each of them has been important to the other's growth. They all have their place in the love trio and deeply love their roles too. The love trios relationship is based on deep trust, mutual (and healthy) dependency, and joy. By being with each other, they have created a safe space to allow expressiveness and vulnerablity while still leaving room for fun and happiness.

And it's so cute to see how close and personal they all get. Especially Asmodeus who always felt more standoffish to physical affection in the beginnings, even with Iruma besides a hand of the shoulder. As the story progresses, we see them be more comfortable with each other and that shows in their physical closeness. It's just a wonderful design choice on the artistic side of things and perfect for showing them care more for each other. On a personal note, my headcannon is a queerplatonic poly relationship (though sometimes I ship it as a full on romantic relationship) so it's even cuter to me.

anyway, those are my thoughts and interpretations of the relationships! since this post become super duper large, I will make a seperate post about Azz and Clara and link it in the comments because their relationship is shaping up to be very cute too and not just iruma focused :)