#it was in my thoughts yesterday but i couldnt write then

[kelmugi]

hbd

“Aoba-kun!”

Tsumugi turned around to see Kel jogging up to him, confusion on his face.

“I have something important to talk to you about! Hurry, come with me.” Kel took his hand and speedily walked off. Tsumugi blushed and quickly followed along until they reached a random office space. As Kel opened the door and let him in, they closed the door behind him and seemingly waited for something. When the room stayed dark, they frowned. “No, this isn’t right… Did I get the room wrong?” they mumbled to themselves, fumbling with their phone. Tsumugi looked at their confused face and his thoughts travelled to a time a few months ago.

---

Kel had been working as Knights’ producer for a few months, and Tsumugi had met them a few times to discuss business here or there. They stuck in his mind ever since their first meeting, and Tsumugi couldn’t help but watch them out of the corner of his eye when they shared a space. Kel was discussing something with Arashi and Tsukasa, and it must have been something they really had to think about. Their lips scrunched to one side of their face as their eyes wandered, pondering the question. After a few moments they had their answer, and excitedly shared with their unitmates. The way their eyes lit up and their smile took over their face completely enraptured Tsumugi, and he had to look away.

He later relayed this to Natsume, after being pestered all day for acting ‘stranger than usual.’ “T-they’re so cute, it just makes me so…” Tsumugi trailed off, unsure how to describe how he was feeling.

“Damn senpai, you’re really down bAD.”

“H-huh?”

Natsume cleared his throat. “You really like thEM.”

Tsumugi blinked and frowned. Was it really that simple? And if it was, what disaster would await him? He was sure he would flub this in some way, sooner or later. He didn’t want to lose them, but he had no clue how to proceed.

---

Kel nervously looked up at him, not seeing another solution. “I-I think I messed something up. I hope Natsume doesn’t get mad…” They showed Tsumugi their phone, the screen displaying their texts between Natsume. Natsume told them to bring Tsumugi to a room, and Tsumugi immediately understood where things went wrong.

“Actually, I think Natsume meant to go to this room in the main office.” Tsumugi did not add that Natsume had been vague in his message, not sure if he did it on purpose or not.

“O-oh! Duh.” Kel sighed, having fully ruined the surprise. “Just pretend to be surprised when we walk in, okay? I feel so bad…”

“It’ll be alright, don’t worry.” Tsumugi smiled reassuringly at them. Kel nods, and they walk to the other building together.

---

The surprise party goes off without any more delays. Everyone mingles, and eventually Kel hesitantly walks over to Tsumugi with a hand-wrapped present. “I-I got you this, I hope you like it!” They’re nervous since their wrapping job is subpar at best, but Tsumugi seems excited. He unwraps it and sees a book he’s been interested in, which surprises him. He’s never mentioned this to them.

“This is so sweet of you, thanks so much!”

“I’m so glad! I read it in a class, so I was hoping you hadn’t read it yet…” Kel looked sheepishly at their hands, smiling softly. Tsumugi could swear they were trying to make his heart explode. “Anyway, I hope the rest of your birthday is good to you!” They waved a little goodbye and walked back over to where Ritsu was. Tsumugi hugged the book close to his chest for a moment, and then put it neatly with his things. Natsume smirked at him, making him puff his cheeks in annoyance.

---

MONTHS LATER…

“Aoba-kun!” Kel waved at Tsumugi, trying to urge him towards them. Tsumugi walked over confusedly, putting his papers neatly at his desk. They grabbed his hand gently, and softly said to him, “I have something important to talk to you about.”

Tsumugi smiled, “Is there another surprise party for me?” They both had already started walking off, but this made Kel pause for a moment.

“I guess I did use the same wording back then, huh… No, I actually have to talk to you, haha,” Kel started walking again, Tsumugi in tow. Both quietly walked to a far-off office room, away from prying eyes. As Kel closed the door behind both of them, they nervously looked at their hands. After a moment they seemed to gather strength and walked up to Tsumugi. “Um, this is really difficult for me to say, I haven’t felt like this in a long time…”

Tsumugi was growing more anxious by the second, but eventually Kel continued. “I, um. I really, really like you, Aoba-kun. I wasn’t going to say anything, but a lot of people really pushed me to go for it…”

As Kel rambled on about understanding the need for work boundaries and if their feelings aren’t reciprocated, Tsumugi stared at them starry-eyed. He had to pinch himself just to make sure this was real. Once he felt the sting on his wrist, he smiled excitedly. “I-I like you too!” With this he hugged them, holding them close. “I would never have thought you’d feel the same…” He felt tears reach his eyes, tears of joy.

Kel blinked in shock and hugged him back soon after. “Y-you do? I’m so happy!” They both stood there, smiling like fools. “I wouldn’t have ever realized how I felt, but I had a dream about us a month ago… I have never awoken so fulfilled before.” Kel blushed, and Tsumugi could feel the love in his heart growing even more than he thought possible.

“I’ve been in love with you since we first spoke,” Tsumugi admitted.

Kel was astounded, remembering as they, dripping sweat, tried to drag a sleeping Ritsu to practice. That had been when Tsumugi saw them for the first time, and they were a little mortified. After a small introduction both continued on their ways, but Tsumugi couldn’t get their voice out of his mind. They seemed so sweet and considerate, even in their short interaction.

Tsumugi remembered this and his past birthday fondly, recalling Kel’s nervousness about their gift.

“You know, just you holding my hand was enough of a birthday gift for me.”

[pinolitas]

i hate being my parents' parent

[alwaysmaybank]

soft rafe hours

soft!bf!rafe x reader

warnings: barely proofread, use of y/n once, really soft and mushy!

this is my first time actually writing anything fan fic related so idk if this is good or not.. sorry in advance for the people that follow me because of jj or "right in front of you" but when I made this blog I was in my jj phase and now I'm in my rafe one, so sorry! hope you like it !!

the title is so cringy help me

summary: nobody ever saw rafe like this—so soft. well, except for you, especially during soft rafe hours: at night after a long day, when you’re asleep, when he first wakes up, when you’re sick or hurt, after an argument, on rainy days, and even sometimes in bed. you loved this side of him, even if he only showed it to you. people see him as the confident, smug rafe cameron, but one phone call reveals just how different he truly is.

more under the cut!

after tossing and turning the entire night, slumber is finally taking over your eyelids. just as they start to close… ping! you could've sworn you left your phone on silent? after groaning about it and wondering who it could be, it clicks.

ping! it's rafe. this has become a familiar trend now, him not being able to sleep so he texts and texts until you reply.

ping! until you two call.

ping! you consider just ignoring it, ping! but how could you? it's rafe. plus, if you even tried to ignore him, he would come over and break the door down if he had to.

ping! you eventually open your phone, your eyes closing instinctively at the blinding brightness, six texts from rafe.

rafey:

2:14am

hey baby you up? i miss you

rafey:

2:32am

baby? are u up? y/n?

you saw him yesterday. you’re not sure what’s going on, but you suspect it has something to do with ward, given his clingy behavior.

2:35am

hey rafey

rafey:

did i wake you? sorry baby

you lie. you don't want to make him feel bad.

no no dw baby i was watching something

rafey:

oh okay can we call? couldnt sleep without you i miss you

five seconds later, you call him. “hey baby,” you hear his quiet, soft, yet raspy sleepy voice first.

“hi,” you reply tiredly.

“i missed you,” he says, and you can practically hear the radiant smile in his voice.

“how was your day?” you just had a blissfully lazy day today, some shopping on the side.

“good, i went shopping and saw that whiskey you like on the shelf, reminded me of you,” you grin over the phone.

“mm, good,” you hear him mumble out. “just missed your voice,” he continues. “couldn’t sleep without hearing you first, baby.” that’s cute.

“awh, i love you, baby,” you reply, your tired but don’t want to stay silent; you know he needs this.

“i missed you today,” rafe murmured after a beat, his voice rougher now, more raw. “whole day just felt wrong without you in it.” your chest tightened slightly, in the best way as a blush crept onto your cheeks. he said stuff like this all the time; you don’t think you would ever get over it.

“you make everything better, without even trying,” he pauses, taking in a soft breath. “like… just existing.” you didn’t know what to say, so you settled for a soft, “i missed you too, rafey.”

rafe hummed on the other side of the line, clearly content with that answer. the call goes silent for a minute, the only sound both of your soft breaths that blended together.

“don’t hang up,” he mumbled, his voice hard to get the point across but softened immensely. “jus’… stay, okay?” he whispered, and you agreed with a soft hum.

there was another long pause, and then, so quiet you could’ve thought you imagined it, a little, “love you so much, baby,” slipped past rafe’s lips. you held a chuckle in before responding, “i love you too, rafey, goodnight.” but by the time you said that, rafe was fast asleep, his breath slowing down as the gentle trance of sleep pulled him in.

as you lay there, wrapped in the warmth of his soothing voice, you felt your own eyelids grow heavy, surrendering to a peaceful slumber where everything felt right.

this is wayyyy too short stop

[sturnsstars]

a little longer - gdragon

authors note: first time writing for gd, i hope its okay. ngl this thought randomly popped into my head yesterday so i have to write it… also i feel like jiyong is super whimpery in bed when he’s being topped?

tags: smut no plot, men whimpering, blowjob, head pushing, slight throat fucking, cum eating

I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THE MEDIA YOU CONSUME.

your cheeks were starting to get sore from sucking them in, your lower jaw having a sting to it. you kept your hands steady on ji-yongs thighs that were spread to let you sit in between them, fingertips gently pressing into the skin that had ink under the layers, making slight indents into the plush muscle.

“jagiya- oh god…” ji-yong whispered through an exhale, his chest jerking up every so often whenever he inhaled with a stutter, unable to help himself from the subtle twitches and squirms his body made.

your mouth left a quarter of room to fit your hand around the base of his cock, occasionally tightening your hand around him, just to hear him squeal out a noise that could be considered pathetic.

“slow down- slow…” ji-yong was practically begging you, but you couldnt help it. he just looked so good in that recent photoshoot, you needed to show him how it made you feel. the way his tattoos were peaking out through the mesh shirt, the leather pants, his hair messy. all of it.

while he was begging you to slow down, his hips were rutting upward into your mouth and casing the feeling, making you squeeze your eyes shut tighter when you felt his hot and aching tip kissing the back of your throat, focusing on your breathing while ji-yong was focusing on trying not to come too early from the way your tongue felt on the underside of his dick.

you just barely calmed your actions, loosening your grip around his girthy base, easing the suction in your cheeks, a small and shaky sigh of relief leaving ji-yong. ji-yongs hand gently rested on the back of your head that was raising and lowering in a medium and rhythmic pace, his thumb caressing it for a second before his body tensed up slightly.

“dont stop… m’so- oh…” you casually glanced up at ji-yong when he informed you that he was close to coming, his head leaned back against the almost comically large and expensive bed frame he had, his adam’s apple raising every time he managed to squeeze out a mewl of some sort; high pitched, low pitched, breathy.

you took in a deep breath through your nose, almost like you were preparing yourself for his release, the ticklish feeling of his cum shooting down the warm and gummy walls of your throat, when he pushed down on the back of your head, your lips bumping into your fingers that were still enclosing his cock. what you got in return, was his tip stretching the space, making you choke and hum in shock, the feeling of it making ji-yong teeter on the edge of his orgasm.

“oh fuck- hm-mm… m’sorry aegiya-ah.. a-a little longer…” ji-yong’s head fell forward, his face scrunched up, just as much as his body tensed, keeping your head down on his cock as you sucked, his abdomen flexing as you felt the almost unnoticeable twitch of his dick, your throat feeling sticky as his cum shot into your mouth, a long string of pants and whines and moans in your ears, sounds you would never get tired of.

when ji-yongs body finally relaxed and he was stuck on a panting spree, you slowly lifted your head, making sure to keep your lips around him until you reached the end of his tip, pulling off with a loud and wet ‘pop’ that broke the heavy and thick atmosphere in the bedroom.

you took a deep swallow, his cum coating your throat as it went down, your hand gently releasing its grip on his cock to gently stroke it up and down, your fingertips coated with the saliva-cum mixture that veiled over him. you sat upright on your knees, your eyes stuck on his face; how relieved he looked. little did he know, you were sliding your panties to the side to get ready to ride him until your legs gave out.

[haechoxo]

[10:35 am]

haechan's apartment was a mess. empty takeout containers littered the coffee table, clothes were strewn across the floor, and the air was thick with the scent of stale beer. he hadn’t expected any visitors, let alone you.

he had spent the morning trying to shake off the anxiety from his late-night confession, his mind replaying every word he had said to you. he was expecting a phone call, dreading and hoping for it all at once. when a knock echoed through the cluttered apartment, his heart leaped into his throat.

he stumbled to the door, tripping over a pair of sneakers on his way. swinging it open, he was met with the sight of you standing there, looking as unsure as he felt.

“i—” you started, then faltered, your rehearsed words suddenly elusive. “i said i’d call, but i thought... maybe we should talk in person.”

he stepped aside, motioning for you to come in. “uh, yeah, yeah. come in. sorry about the mess.”

you walked into his apartment, glancing around. it was a mess–but it was so very haechan. he looked at you, clearly embarrassed, scratching the back of his head and blushing furiously.

“i, um, wasn’t expecting company,” he admitted, trying to tidy up a bit.

“n-no, it’s okay, i didn’t give you a warning…” you were just as shy as him right now. “i think i’ve seen worse anyway.” you giggle, easing the tension a bit.

“can i get you something?” he asked, his voice awkward and hesitant. “water, coffee?”

you shook your head, mumbling a soft ‘no thanks’, as you took a seat on the couch.

haechan sat down across from you, the silence between you heavy. you took a deep breath, finally getting to the point, “i thought about what you said last night.”

he perks up in his seat a bit, eyes flickering with hope, “y-yeah?”

“i… i want to make it clear first, we can’t just—forget any of it happened,” he deflates, “the hookups, the dates that weren’t dates, our fights too.”

“r-right…” he hopes you can’t see that he’s about to cry again.

“but, we were friends before all of that. you were my best friend… a-and i don’t want to lose that either.”

“i don’t want to lose you either i–” he sighs, frustrated with himself, “i let things get so far out of hand, i won’t ever stop making it up to you for as long as you let me, y/n.”

your cheeks tinge with a blush at his words, “yeah you were stupid,” he genuinely laughs at this, “but i probably shouldn’t have agreed to your ‘proposal’ the first time it happened, i told myself it would be a one time thing, but then one turned into two, and two turned into three years. i agreed because i trusted you, because i liked you.”

haechan’s eyes widen, “liked?”

“well—i still do, i mean why else would we be here, but that’s besides the point!” you quickly try to avert the topic from your silly schoolgirl crush.

“if you’re serious about me, as you say, i can forgive you. if we start over.”

“start over?” seriously, how dense can he be.

“no more hookups, hyuck.” you deadpanned

“oh! right, of course, so… you mean, we can go out on a real date, for real?” you’d laugh at how endearing it sounded if he wasn’t so serious.

some things don’t change.

“well—no.”

“oh.”

“i wanna just… go back to being friends—for now.” you stated softly.

“yeah… yeah that makes sense.” he looks like a kicked puppy, you could almost laugh.

“it’s not forever, hyuck,” a breathy laugh leaves your lips, “just until things are back to normal, when we– heal? i guess, from what happened these past few weeks.”

he nods, “so… just friends?”

“just friends.”

haechan looks visibly relieved, content with the current status of your relationship with him, he wouldn’t mind you keeping him at arms length, so long as you were keeping him at all.

“so... can you tell renjun to unblock me on twitter now?”

sigh.

previous - next

a/n ; APOLOGIES FOR THE LATE UPDATE💔,, i was unfortunately busy yesterday and couldnt stay locked up in my room 😔 and writing a “reconciliation” type of scene was so much more difficult than the angst… like this was a genuine challenge for me… BUT… only one more chapter after this…😰 im thinking of all the little bonus text chapters and silly blurbs i can make but only if u guys would wanna see those so lmk!! ik this isnt the best, i feel like i am better suited for angst, but lmk what u think! advice is always appreciated! xoxo jelly

[cokou]

We all love Sabo! Can you write Sabo x Noble!reader?

Note ✉* ~ WE ALL LOVE SABOOOO, Im sorry for the late uploads lmaoo😭😭 I've been so so busy these days🥲 || Do not translate, transfer, or reform, this is my only account (exp. Ao3), will not be cross posted anywhere. || 𖤐٭┆Masterlist

Summary* ~ He KNOWS that he isn't supposed to fall for a stupid noble, but God were you captivating. Warning* ~ Sabo is a living dumbass || Genre* ~ SFW

Somewhere across the sea, you stepped onto the lands knowing that no trouble would ever come across your path. You, a noble woman, left most of the village speechless with how elegance you have. However what never shows was, a noble such as you who was more than interested with pirates instead of their own leagues.

You were born under one of the richest generation and bloodline, meaning that lots and lots of people dreamed of claiming you as theirs, only to steal the wealth of your family. You had always been described as the well mannered of the kingdom, often being introduced to forced marriages that you never seemed to accept. Luckily your parents weren't assholes and let you pick on who you'd like to marry on free will.

As you walk around the kingdom, you gathered attention like they were your previous achievements. In wasn't like any other day at all, you love strolling all over the kingdom, often nearby the shore or nearby the main path. As you walk towards the shops, you stop at your track to analyze what the shops were selling.

As you were walking towards the little seller, someone had ran onto you, causing you to fall into the ground. Everyone was stunned as the man kept running even after your guards had chased him. You hadn't picked up his appearance, although what stood up was his bright, blonde hair.

You immediately got back up and shook off the dust your clothes had earned into the ground. You, once again approach the little shop and continued with your day as like any other day.

—

It was now late at night by your house, you looked peacefully at the view given by the balcony. You took your little book and started reading as you admired the scenery, it was the perfect time to do such a thing.

Something was caught at the corner of your eye, it was a man running. You close your book and ran towards the other side of the balcony to catch the figures appearance. He looked like he was tall, and blonde? you couldnt see his face at all. By the other side, one more had came up to him, a silhouette of a woman.

'What the hell? Is this some kind of an organization?' you thought. They stayed for a few while, one of them looked up at you as you quickly retreated inside your house.

Tomorrow, as you take your usual scroll around the kingdom once again, you sighted a familiar blonde with a woman beside him, they seemed to be arguing with a merchant.

"This is barely even affordable! I bet it sucks anyways!" The lady argued.

"Hey Koala calm down a bit.. " The blonde blurted.

"I'm telling you this is the best price for the kingdom!" The merchant argued.

The three exchanged argues and argues that was becoming heated every second, you taught of paying for their purchase instead. But deeming that you didn't wanna join in on the fight and receive a bad reputation, you tried to distance away from the fight. The argument continued and everyone was starting to get distracted with all the noises. So without thinking, you took out a small pouch that contained your money and headed towards them.

"Here, take this as a payment for their purchase." The two looked at you confused and everyone stopped on their tracks.

"Wait no—"

"Yes thanks!" The woman said, cutting off the blonde.

You handed off the payment as they received their item— making your quick escape from the kingdom to head another direction before they even thank you.

—

The next day, at the same route around the kingdom andddd, unsurprisingly.. you see them, again.

"Look! It's that lady yesterday!" The lady shouted and pointed towards you. You look around to scan the surroundings, yes, they were talking about you..

"uh, yes?" You looked at them confusingly, unsure on which impression to make.

"Ehm, thank you do much for uhm, yesterday Miss?" The blonde said. You shook your head and made it clear that it wasn't a big of a deal and that you just wanted to help. They ended up introducing themselves. The blonde one being sabo, the lady being Koala.

"Just address me as (Name)."

"Well it's really nice to meet you two, but we've been seeing each other around more likely, is there anything you both want? Some sort of materials maybe?" You asked.

"Well, we did wonder about that too, but we figured maybe the kingdom is a small place and that's why we keep seeing each others..? And no— we don't need anything." Sabo remarked.

"I think our Chief Sabo just likes seeing you aro—" Koala's mouth was immediately covered by Sabo.

"Please do not mind her." Sabo smiles nervously.

—

The day had ended and you parted ways with the two people. You had spent a lot of time with them regarding your schedule, making you work later at night to do all sorts of arrangements that was affected by your recklessness of time consuming. You took out a small notebook from you study's drawer and your ink-pen.

As you started to write, you heard rustling by the balcony, esrning goosebumps by the presence of something. You decided to ignore them and continue with your work schedule. Out of the blue, someone knocked.

"Come in!" no answer. You walk towards the door to open it, no one was there. And so, you heard the knock once again, it was coming from the balcony. You rush towards the balcony and hesitated on whether to open it or not.

You open the door and was met with Sabo, standing by the balcony's entrance.

"Forgive me (Name), but, i needed a place to stay! Is it a safe place in here to say that I'm a wanted person?"

"Come inside, we'll discuss about that." You sat Sabo down on your fancy little chairs, facing him with questions.

—

"So you're actually a wanted man?"

"Yes." You felt some happiness deep inside of you, you had always wanted to see a real wanted person eith such a high bounty. You invited Sabo to sleep by your room, in a condition that he's not allowed to speak for any of this.

"So i wanna—" knock. knock. knock.

"Miss (Name), Who are you talking to?" The maid asks,

"Sorry! I was just mastering some of my written lecture, was my voice too loud?"

"No, sorry for the interuption, Miss."

You breathe deeply as the maid believed you, feeling a bit of a heart attack as you made Sabi hide underneath your bed.

"Hey, you can actually come out now." Sabo slowly gets out of the uncomfortable position under your bed and dusts himself.

"I got a bit scared because of that..." Sabo scratched his head.

"Who wouldnt?"

—

After that day, he had remarkably visited you more often by going inside your bedroom's balcony, often talking about his adventures and some missions that he was set up to do. He had explained that he was ordered to bring a material from the kingdom back to Dragon. He had achieved the material and was ready to leave in 2 days, and so he spends more time with you. As well as developing small feelings that eventually grew everytime you two spent time together.

Koala hadn't fail to notice the sudden interactiin between the two of you. Even giving Sabo the idea of recruiting you to the Revolutionary, which he turned down on. He thought that you were too precious to get yourself hurt and the thought of hurting your own kind wouldn't sit properly with someone who has a good reputation like you.

As the day of Sabo's departure of the kingdom, you had visited them on the dock. Offering them help and food on their journey, even fetching them up some extra materials you thought they would need.

"(Name)!"

"Yes?"

"I don't know when we will get to meet again, but please take this." Sabo hands you a bouquet of flowers as he give his final goodbye's to you.

"I do hope we see each other once again, Sabo."

"I'll come back and visit you, (Name)." Sabo climbs the ship, waving towards you as they left the Kingdom.

Back at your house, you felt some emptiness inside you, yet some happiness with Sabo's little gift for you. You hadn't failed to notice that the bouquet was heavier than the other. As you figured out that he had snuck a den-den mushi inside of it. In order to continue the contact between you two. You were excited to use the den-den mushi to connect with him, again.

And so, you began waiting for his next arrival. Till the next he visits you again.

©Cokou 2024, all works belong to me

[tigermark]

hi uh this is my first time requesting ANYTHING so i hope i'll make it clear and it wont be too hard for u. so basically like during wayv performance in japan yangyang has dislocated his shoulder wnich led to him having to leave the stage and go to hospital later where he cried in front of his members :( he was put a sling on his injured arm (this all actually happened if u keep up w him i believe u know) and after he comes back to korea his idol gf reader (i wish i cld write "me" LOL) despite her own schedule visits him and comforts him all day along w other boys and later they spend intimate time together (no sex yk js cuddles CAREFULLY to not hurt him) and reader is always an extreme sweetheart towards him and baby him all the time (tho shes few years younger), not rly with words but her actions... like in general hes always rly hard on himself and was upset he couldnt finish the performance and had to rest few days. also if u included coco it would be SUPER CUTE if u do this ill be infinitely grateful thank u so MUCH!!! have fun

aww this so cuteness... i waited until i knew for sure that he was healthy and well to perform before i posyed this out of respect btw!!!

the second you heard about yangyang's condition, you knew you had to drop everything. you called in sick to your own practices to visit him, bringing him food and a body ready for lots of cuddles.

you showed up to his apartment around noon, practically biting your nails with how anxious you were. you knew that seeing yangyang in a state like this wouldn't be easy for you, but you were determined to make him feel at least a little bit better.

after what felt like forever, yangyang opened the door, his face lighting up. he attacked you in a hug with thr arm that wasn't in a sling, dragging you inside and closing the door after.

"hi yangie... are you feeling okay? does your arm still hurt?" you asked, eyes traveling down to his arm in the sling. "i thought me stopping by for a while would maybe bring your spirits up.."

"i'm doing better than i was yesterday... thank you for stopping by," he says with that bright smile of his. he grabs your hand and pulls you over to his couch, cuddling up next to tou after you sit down.

"i was gonna ask you to come over but i wasn't sure if you were busy or not... wait how did you even know that i was injured?" he asks, tilting his head at you.

oh yes, he didn't even tell you he was injured. he knew for sure that you would start freaking out, and that it would definitely become a big distraction for you, so he decided to stay silent.

"um i follow a few fan accounts on twitter but why didn't you tell me?" you asked, getting a bit more comfortable on the couch.

yangyang explained why he didn't tell you, his empathy towards your own feelings in a situation like his extremely adorable to you.

"i kinda regret it though... i could've gotten these cuddles so much sooner," he says through a smile as be pushes you down so that your head is on the armrest of the couch. he places his chin on your chest and looks up at you with his pretty, shiny eyes which immediately captivate you.

you place a hand on his head, ruffling his hair a bit. "you're so cute," you say, the smile never faltering from your lips.

this cute moment doesn't last long, however. you see coco jump onto yangyang's back and his head quickly faltering onto your chest with a 'oomf' you giggle at the cute scene infront of you, coco's eyes just as shiny as yangyang's just moments before.

"oh do you want some attention too?" you ask coco, reaching out a hand to scratch his chin. he rubs his head against your hand, yangyang whining into your chest.

"okay, okay, i can't give both of you attention at the same time."

[layanomaly]

Okay- so I feel like im a bit calm (definitely real) after yesterdays finale to properly make a statement about it

And I really want to put a few of these points out there while the tags are still trending and while I still have time cuz now that AAA I finally over I really need to focus on my studies which is gonna be hard…..but yeah it is what it is

And honestly 

Look idc what anyone says anymore

Yes there were some loose ends and a whole lot of questions

And I get that a lot of people were upset…..believe me I was too and still am

But I wanna be a voice of positivity

cuz I feel like whatever plot wholes they left 

Like jac said were there for US to interpret

Or as my delusional ass is telling me maybe theyre setting up for another season???

And yes for those of you whore saying that we shouldn’t be the ones to figure theyre story out YOURE RIGHT, I AGREE WE SHOULDNT

But at the end of the day it still was a marvel show

And Whatever it was 

It was an amazing experience

Yes we had our highs and lows 

And Looking back on Agatha’s story, yes I do feel a mix of admiration and frustration. There was so much potential in exploring her relationship with Rio and the complex layers of her own journey, which felt overshadowed in the end. At times, the focus on Agatha's role as a mother felt like it could have been handled differently and Instead of fully delving into Agatha’s growth, her story was ultimately used to elevate Billy’s arc, leaving her character, her grief, and her love for Rio without the closure they deserved.

That being said 

Again while it's fair to wish for a bit more closure for characters like Agatha, Rio, Jen, and Alice,

I truly do think jac schaeffer is a genius

like for a really long time i used to think that we were reading too deep into scenes and that they arent actually that deep and we’re just being delusional

But watching, reading interviews of her 

Finding out that as a matter of fact it actually IS that deep

And that everything means something and nothing is unintensional

just hearing her talk about the characters she writes is such a fulfilling feeling you have no idea

its the way she understands those characters and portrays their trauma….She really cares for themm 

she does her research and makes sure she understand her characters and the lore

unlike *cough michael waldron cough* 

Who couldnt even be bothered enough to watch a show which was an indefinitely important arc for one of the characters he was assigned to write for a movie 

Its just-

Look all im tryna say is

Shes a master in her craft and no one does it like her 

despite everything she provided us with two of MARVELs best shows up to date and no one can tell me other wise

Cuz While the narrative pivot left parts of Agatha’s story untold, Schaeffer's dedication to character depth shows her commitment to storytelling which you can really see in the way she talks about those characters

again while I wasnt satisfied with the finale its her dedication to understanding these characters, down to the smallest detail means so much to me. 

Cuz it’s not just about the story—she collaborates with her actors to bring out the arcs they envision which makes it even more special

And It’s truly disappointing that Marvel didn’t fully capitalize on the opportunity to explore Agatha’s own arc in its entirety, especially with such a capable writer at the helm. 

Still, I’m hopeful that future stories will revisit and give the characters like Agatha and Rio the focus they deserve

And i reallyyy hope they sign jac up as a writer for future projects

Cuz ultimately, I think her approach to these characters makes her one of the standout storytellers in Marvel right now, and I’m excited to see what she does next with all the new responses from the fandom 

I hope you guys get what im trying to say

Anyways to conclude my thoughts

Whatever it was

I truly did love this show

And ill really miss coming back home on Thursdays to watch the new episodes drop

[heartofwritiing]

Absent in the spring.

paring: q!wilbur x fem!reader (+ platonic q!philza x fem!reader)

summary: a small vacation to Phil’s beach house causes you to finally break down.

authors note: a follow-up to this fic but you don’t really have to read it. some more q!wilbur angst for you guys because I miss wilbur and tullulah content! also i made it so chayanne and tallulah talk in this lets just pretend the eggs are the human-dragon hybrids that are in fanart bc thats how i see them!

warnings: a little angsty sorry, hurt-comfort, happy end, not 100% following qsmp lore, unedited! please ignore any mistakes!

“how are you holding up?”

Phil’s voice pulls you out of your trance from fidgeting with the blades of grass next to your tucked legs.

You bring your gaze up from the lush green and watch on as Chayanne and Tallulah play tag a few feet away in the field behind Phil’s beach house.

The past month had been weary as you waited for your husband to return from his tour. Days stretched on though you kept going despite that dread in your chest of missing him.

Phil had noticed you seemed less like yourself as the month went on. You were sleeping less, and getting stressed. When he came over to help you take care of Tallulah yesterday he saw how defeated you looked while trying to keep a brave face for your daughter.

Being in an empty house wasn’t fun for anyone, especially when it was too dangerous to go outside on the server alone. So, Phil invited you out to escape that empty feeling, just for a while at least. A walk and boat ride later, you were now sat beside the man with his legs crisscrossed while he munched on avocado toast.

You had shrugged plainly to his question. Fine? Okay? you didn’t know…

Squeals and giggles erupted in your ears as you watched Tallulah finally tag a breathless Chayanne, who had gotten tired of running away from his sister and let her have a turn at the one being chased. Her little legs barely kept up with her taller older sibling as he quickly regained energy.

You couldnt help the smile that was brought upon your lips. Happy they were having such a good time together, being normal for once and not sheltered from the horrors of the server that was trying to harm them every moment. They needed this time, to be care free. To be kids.

You and Phil chuckled at their antics. Though It made your heart break thinking about Wilbur being absent. He wasn’t here to hear the sounds of his daughter's sweet giggles as she played blissfully in the tall grass. To see how she was getting along with everyone, making sure they were happy and cared for.

Wilbur hadn’t sent you a letter in a week. You understood he was busy with tour, you didn’t expect him to have much time to sit and write but your worst agitations were coming true.

The disappointment was settling in each time you would go to the mailbox by the door- you and lullah had spent a day painting and decorating to your liking, with splotches of colors and your names painted across in not-so-straight letters- it would be empty with no sign of even being open since the previous morning.

“I miss him,” you say suddenly to Phil, whose gaze shifts away from the kids to you. You keep your eyes locked on them, fearing that meeting his eyes would make you finally break down into the tears you were holding back for so long.

Phil brings his hand onto your shoulder, a simple symbol of comfort.

“Awe mate, I miss him too.” he said warmly. “he’ll be back soon, im sure of it.”

Swallowing the lump building in your throat, you were so glad you had Phil there for you in these moments. Tallulah had done a good part cheering you up but sometimes you needed a real talk.

"I thought I could do this on my own but-" you choke. "I need him, Phil. He's missed so much and I can't help but think he's gonna feel guilty for not being there for her, or for me."

You let yourself break down in-front of your father in-law finally letting go of everything you’d been holding onto the past month and a half.

Phil placed his hand on your back in support as you sobbed into your hands. The aching pain in your forehead with the slight headache building, the chest pangs told you this cry was long over due.

A tap on your shoulder brings your head out from your knees. You lift your eyes to see Chayanne standing over you, his hand stretched out with a simple white flower pinching between his little fingers. His eyes held nothing but innocence as he looked down on you solemnly. He did not understand why you were so distraught, nor did he care, he just wanted to aid you in any way that he could.

"Please don't cry, Tia Y/N," his voice was small but sympathetic, making your heart sink.

Phil looked so proud in that moment, to see his son come over to aid you with comfort made him perceive he was doing something right in raising a child for once.

Taking the flower from Chayanne, he immediately crouched down to give you a tight hug around your shoulders. Surprised but grateful, you began silently crying as another pair of little arms joined the embrace - you knew it was Tallulah. Finally, you allowed yourself to let go and broke down into tears, feeling their tight embrace.

You were so glad you had these kids. Though they didn’t understand your behavior entirely there was no judgement, only care.

“For what it's worth Y/N, you have us and we will always take care of you both.”

Of course, you knew that. Phil had always been there for you since you first met him. He took his role as a father to everyone very seriously.

“thank you for bringing us here Phil, we really needed this.” you breathe as the kids pulled away from you. Phil gives you a smile of understanding.

-

A few hours passed as you all sat on the dock, watching the last glimmer of daylight fade away over the water - casting a golden glow. Phil suggested a campfire to roast marshmallows. Tallulah and Chayanne were already running off excitedly to gather various sticks to help. Once the fire was going, you all sat together on the sand telling stories, laughing, and enjoying each other's company.

The hole in your heart was healing, and the weight on your chest lifted. You realized that even though life was rough and unpredictable, having a supportive family was what mattered, and you felt content and at peace.

You saw the others smiling, knowing the shared bond was enough.

That night you all slept at the beach house, and for the first time in a month, neither you nor Tallulah had a nightmare.

The journey the following day back to Phil’s was thankfully uneventful. Mostly just shenanigans between the two children. Collecting things like leaves for the scrapbook you and Tallulah were making for Wilbur, documenting all your adventures. Chayanne running ahead to deal with any monsters who dare cross your path.

Upon seeing the tiny house with a fenced yard, you all went your separate ways. As you opened the gate to the yard, the tall purple trees and the various flowers made you miss the tiny home.

Tallulah seemed happy to be back and automatically tried dragging you to see her turtles before you could close the gate. You asked her to be patient while you brought your bags inside.

Walking up to the front door, you heard a crash from inside and you froze. You instantly reached for your sword laying on your hip. Tallulah saw this as a warning and she quickly cowered behind your legs. Preparing for the worst, it could be anyone behind the door. Charlie looking for food, (since he was living near your house in a shed last you heard.) Quackity looking to start another fight about parenting. Or worse the code monster could’ve shown up again to take Tallulah from you.

You would die before that would happen.

Tallulah clung to your legs as you quietly unlocked the door and pushed it open. You gazed down at her and saw her worried eyes.

“If something happens I need you to teleport to abuelito and Chayannes to warn them okay?” You spoke to her firmly in hushed tones, being careful. Tallulah showed you the tiny purple stone for a quick getaway and indicated she understood.

The house was exactly as you left it, except for the suitcase and guitar bag resting against the sofa, which made you frown. Then realization settled in and a gasp escapes you.

Was he here?

Or was this another trick?

As you lowered your sword, you heard someone rustling down the ladder. The wood creaked with every step as the person in the yellow sweater came into view. With round glasses leaning down his nose, fluffy hair, and long limbs, you’d know him anywhere.

Wilbur felt relief wash over him as he stopped midway on the ladder and saw you staring at him in disbelief. as if he were a ghost. It pained him slightly. You couldn’t believe it.

Wilbur was back.

Tallulah peeked out from behind your legs and the tiny gasp she let out when she saw Wilbur. She ran into his arms and cried out;

"Papa!"

Wilbur grinned as his tearful daughter ran towards him. He scooped her up in a tight embrace as you watched, tears streaming down your own cheeks. He held her swinging back and forth gently trying to hush her cries. She was so happy to finally see him again. You had never seen such a wonderful sight of the two people you loved the most in this world.

“I missed you so much Tallulah!”

Wilbur rested his head on Tallulah’s and smiled sideways at you and reached out his arm. Without hesitation, you dropped your sword, which clanked loudly on the ground, and you rushed into his embrace.

You bury your face in his neck, holding onto his scent, his body, his everything. Never wanting to forget how he felt and sounded. Tears stream down your face, drenching his sweater, but you don't care. This time, they flow out of love and happiness, not frustration or sadness.

You all cried and held onto each other for dear life.

“I missed you so, so much my love,” he coos in your ear causing you to choke out a laugh. After missing his voice for months you were so elated to hear it again.

Wilbur sniffled as he squeezed you both tightly in his arms, never wanting to let go.

“I’m here my girls, and I am never gonna leave you again,” he whispers.

This was home.

End

[reijisteacup]

I know this is overly random but could I please ask for a part 2 too Shu x kianna smut please

I'm really not sure what else to ask so the rest is up to you

Also if you need any more info about her it is on my page

Not random at all ask me anything🙃 I can definitely do a part 2 of you and shu. Im glad people actually enjoy my writing lol. Okay lets see!!!

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You sleep peacefully in shu's bed tired from yesterday's 'activities'. Your head lays on his chest and Shu is surprisingly awake listening to his music while cuddling you in his arms. He couldnt stop thinking about the student from yesterday. He couldnt understand why it bothered him so much usually he doesnt care who talks to you but when the male classmate asked you out, he got angry. He didnt like the look the classmate was giving you as if he had a chance to even have you but still. You were his and his only. You stir in your sleep interuppting him from his thoughts. You slowly get up sitting on top of him. "I am surprised you are even awake before me." you laugh at the difference in routine. You wake up way quicker than Shu and you have to fight him to let you go to make breakfast. Shu looks up at you lovingly and slowly it turns into a smirk. "Heh, well I couldnt sleep with this wet spot dripping on my pants." Shu chuckles as your face turns bright red and you lift up your hips to see last nights fun dripping on his pants making a big puddle. Shu grabs your hips sitting up and kissing your neck. "It seems you had a fun dream. You're such a dirty girl, Kianna." He smirks taking a bite in your neck and drinks some of your blood. You whimper and breathe in from the slight pain and Shu chuckles. "You sounded just like that. Tell me, what were you dreaming about hmmm?" He licks the now red bite mark on your neck healing the open wound and goes towards your ear whispering, "Was it about last night?" He licks your ear making you turn your head and arching your back showing your naked body to him. "Dirty girl.." He trails kisses down your neck and towards your breasts making his way to your left nipple giving it wet pecks. Kianna turns her head away from him in embarrassment and then gives a sassy remark to Shu. "Well it is your fau-Ah~" Shu gently lays you flat on your back and kiss down your stomach. He looks at your dripping core and smirks at the reminisce of last night on you. Not paying attention what you were at all and dips his head down to lap at your center causing you to stop talking. You moan as you lift your head up to look at him and he is staring at you while he eats you. "I just want you to be safe..is that too much to ask." Shu states a little muffled. "But he's just a classm- Ohhhh~." Shu gently licks at your pearl and then sucks basically making out with your pussy. "I dont care." He growls out and grabs your thighs to put on his shoulders. You arch your back and shake at the pace he's going. He circles your clit and then flicks up and down repeating the motion over and over again watching you squirm and writhe from his gaze. Your moans could be heard all throughout the mansion as much as you tried to be quiet. You knew you wouldnt be able to look at anyone in the eye so, maybe staying in Shu's room isn't a bad idea. You feel Shu's hands trail up to your breast grabbing both of them squeezing them while tweaking your nipples. You twitch at the feeling close to your orgasm. Shu chuckles knowing your close and continues his teasing;stopping and starting laughing at you bucking your hips up to meet his face. You huffed in frustration and buck your hips again glaring at Shu. "Shu, please I want it." "Want what?" He kisses your clit not putting any pressure on it. "Beg for me." You groan out bucking your hips but he wasnt letting up so you look down at him and tears well up in your eyes. "Please Shu, please let me cum." Shu smirks and goes to work on your poor slit. You moan as your head went back into the pillows. You feel that knot building in your stomach again and you whisper out please over and over again wanting to cum so bad. You feel Shu's fingers go into you while he eats you hitting your g spot. You see stars as you scream out cumming hard into his mouth. He holds you until you slowly come down your high kissing your inner thighs. He picks your body up and lays you back on his chest kissing your forehead as you slowly drift off into slumber again.

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"Kianna, I love you and you are only to seek out me and me only.

Nobody can have you or touch you for you are my everything.

Take responsibility for you are the one who awakened me."

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I hope you like it. Thank you for the ask i had fun with yandere shu💕

[twimshi]

Macha and Mango (Sugawara x reader)

A/N wrote this WIP suga x reader, im not that well-versed in romance but!! i couldnt help but write this for my KING KOUSHI (also bc i had an ephipany when i got married to him in tomodachi life on my 3ds. PLZ LEAVE UR COMMENTS, I LITRALLY LIVE OF IT SO PLZ DEW NAWT BE SHY. (tell me what you think/want to see in the future, bc this fic touches on a few things but im still not too sure on the actual direction)

Music i recc reading this too: Pier 4 (clairo) Steam (shellly) Still love you (The tulips) or any intrumental of something sweet really sets the mood.

SUMMARY: YN is gracefully (forcefully) kicked out of her house to get some fresh air because she's been a bum at home. After a while, she meets a particularly pretty girl who seems stuck on a tree.

Mornings are always better after she’s used the toilet, the troubles of yesterday flushed away quite literally.

On summer breaks she’d usually stay at home watching cartoons that she couldnt catch up with during the school week, but unfortunately, YN’s nocturnal routine was RUDELY interrupted by her nagging mother. Something about making new friends and creating meaningful youthful memories.

PAH! She was perfectly capable of making memories on her couch, like right now. She hanged upside down on her couch to scoop ice cream in her mouth, she’s sure no one was as skilled as upside down icecream eating as her!

But with her skin becoming stickier from sweat, and her mothers adamant nagging, she had no choice to go out of her safe heaven (totally after not getting kicked out from her house, totally not)

The sun is way too bright for YN’s liking, could it like, dim down… Why did humans even have to be awake during the day? Night was way more fun, all the shows were around the time of her ‘bedtime’ and no one would ask a meek twelve-year-old girl to walk out for ‘fresh air’

This sucks balls, seriously.

She angrily plopped herself on a grass patch that seemed relatively free from ants.

With her leaning on the tree, she idly watches a group of kids her age play some sport, tag?

She wonders if she should engage for a moment, she was definitely tag material with how fast she runs (That time her mom called her to join her for icecream for breakfast was one of the rare times she participated in her mom’s weekly morning jogs) 

While she entertained the idea of new friends, she couldnt be bothered, running like way too much effort.

That was totally not the fact that she was worried about intruding.

It does make her wonder, if she just walk in and be a part of those kids running, to be a part of something bigger than herself.

Maybe like that girl who was running after the boy to pass him some water before he goes back to playing soccer.

It would feel pretty special would it not?

YN lets herself lean back on the tree, maybe if she had something special or do something special then maybe— just maybe, she’d have something to be proud of.

She checks the time on her Tamagotchi watch.

How can it only be five minutes since I left home?!

There was no way her mom was gonna let her in the house yet. Maybe she could report her to the police for child negligence…

No! Evil thoughts begon! But the idea was slightly entertaining—

Why was this tree sniffling?

YN sticks her head near on the tree. Strange, the sounds are gone. She covers her one side of her ear to get a better listen.

I must be the chosen one.

If going out and being a loner meant she could be chosen by Mother Nature, she would have left her room a long time ago.

She looks up to the sky to thank the gods, to only see a strange thing on one of the branches.

A grey-haired girl? Did the gods send me a servant...

“Hey, you there!” A meek voice shouts out. She pried her face slowly away from the branch she was hiding, revealing her tear-stained and snotty face.

Woah she’s pretty 

“Help me down from here!”

Uhm rude, no hi?

“Excuse me, is this how you’re supposed to talk to your master, why should I be assisting you?”

“What nonsense are you yapping about? Help me down, now!” The pretty girl wailed as the other stands below her with her hands on her hips.

“I’ll help you down, when you stop being such a wuss”

The pretty girl looks at YN like she’s crazy “You don't get it, there was t-the bug! It was so ugly and scary!”

“Who are you to insult the creations of mother nature!” YN stares up the the sky once more.

If this is who you send to be my assistant, just so you know, she is literally a bug hater, how can anyone hate nature. Speaking of which, my leg feels kinda itchy—

Just as she’s about to walk away to ask someone for help, a big, disgusting, scary looking bug starts crawling on her sandals.

It takes a moment for her to register this life-or-death situation before she is letting out the most blood curdling scream.

Somehow YN, who is known for being a lazy pig, managed to climb her way up the tree.

So lets get this straight, the girl just climbled ontop of a tree, and her sandals are no where to be found.

YN looks over to her side to see the person she’s been clutching on the whole time, the pretty girl.

Well, this couldn't be so bad…..Why was she shimmying her hands away? 

“Uhm…hey your slipping away”

“Hmmph!”

With her hand still clutched to the girl she couldnt help but find somewhat peace in the oddity of the situation before the pretty girl shurgs off her clutched hands, her lifeline was letting her slip away.

“Hey! Why’d you let my arm go!”

“You were totally gonna leave me here!”

“Was not!”

“You were gonna walk away!”

“Because I can't reach to the tree and help, duh”

“Oh….”

A small moment of silence later, YN tried to grab hold of the ridiculously soft hands of said pretty girls hands for it to be shugged away once more “Hey what gives!”

“You called me a wuss….”

Darn my honest and truthful mouth! Not my fault that I cant tell a lie!

“I— Well uh….Sorry” YN hears the other girl whisper something under her breath “What was that?”

“...Say that your a wuss”

“What?! Why would I admit to a lie?”

“You got scarred of the bug too, say your a wuss!”

Even if he had a point, YN refused to back down “Not gonna”

“Fine then” The pretty girl ‘Hmphs’ for a final time, before places her hands to side of the branch, almost like she was setting a bait for a rat. How pretty did this skank think she was, sure she her grey hair was pretty unique but who cares? Not her—

Darn it i’m no better than a rat with swiss cheese.

“I’m…”

Was this worth it? To throw away her dignity just to hold a pretty girls hand on a tree?

“A wuss” YN groans into the palms of her hands, defeat was the worse.

Suddenly the strong summer winds blow against the tree causing it to shake violently, YN and the pretty girl let out a scarred shriek.

Once the winds calm down, YN feels the blocks of frustration building up in her chest.

This was so stupid, all she wanted to do was go home, chill, but noooo mom wanted her to go out for some fresh air. STUPID FRESH AIR—

YN feels like her arms suddenly feel colder than usual, stickier, and burning? She was somehow freezing and also wamn?

She let herself peek through her messy overgrowned bangs that her mom carelessly cut.

It was the pretty girl, holding her arm securely in her own.

Was holding hands always this electrifying?

Woah, was this the fresh air mom talked about?

She was like a prince.

But a million times better.

“Woah, that was pretty scary you okay—”

“Be my wife!”

“W-what?”

“I declare us as married! What say you?”

“I’m a little lost—”

“Great we’re married!”

“I don't think thats how marriage works” Pretty girl grips on her hand a little tighther “My name's kou—”

“But i’m not—  Eh, why not” Pretty girl repositions both their hands so they can sit comfortably on the branch. "Don't people become friends first before marriage?"

“Friendship is for loser lamo wannabes that breakoff anytime. Marriage is a lifelong thing. How else are we going to be together forever?”

“Are you kids stuck up there!” 

A lucky adult who was walking his dog somehow managed to notice the two kids on the tree and got them down safely.

Though it was kinda hard to get them both down, not because the tree was too tall— but because they kept holding each other, too caught up in whatever weird thing they had going on.

Pretty girls dad came rushing to his daughter after a while, seemingly searching for her for quite some time (close to calling the police also).

Pretty girls dad offered to call YN’s mother who was also close to calling the cops for her missing child, but why would she? It’s only been ten minutes since she’s left the house—

Oh the sun is setting, how long have i been out for?

Unknown to herself, YN has actually been out for a record breaking three hours.

Woah, three hours on a tree. She's sure the last time she'd been out of the house that long was probably her birth (she dosent count grocery shopping)

Pretty girl smiled sheepishly as the two worried parentsexchanged worried woes about their two kids as the two kids continue their shy looks at each other, hands still interlocked with each other.

“So, I guess i’ll get going now. Dad said my mom made my favourite today, spicy mapo tofu….”

Pretty girl is still talking, she wants to listen to her, but YN feels something unfunny bubbling in her.

Balls i’m going to cry.

She doesn't know why the idea of just letting go of her hands hurts so much, stupid emo ass emotions.

YN can’t help herself to stare into their interlocked hands, taking mental pictures of the tiny moles on her hand as if it’ll be the last time she sees it (Even if it is) 

YN mindless breakdown is cut short when she feels her hand being whisked away into the sweaty-coldish palms in her own, forcing her to look up.

“Why do you look so sad?” She can’t take her eyes off pretty girl’s own, it was like she was holding her hostage.

Starring into her eyes, it felt like she was incapable to lie to her captor “Because your going to let go of my hand…” and me.

It felt like the end of the world for this seven year old.

But pretty girl didnt seem phased one bit, maybe she didn't feel the same impending doom YN felt.

“Thats true, but I don't think i’ll ever really let go in a sense right?”

“Your talking a bunch of baloney” YN can’t help feel hopeless, her kou-chan was going to go away and she wasnt as sad as her, it must mean she didnt care—

Just like that, she interlocks her pinky on YN’s ring finger “I’m your wife after all”

Oh.

My tummy feels funny.

YN stands there, she’s been slain by the prettiest girl and what makes things worse is that she’s not even mad. It was like an all consuming fire that danced around her, its multicoloured flames cutting through her skin like a saturday afternoon that she wished never ended.

Even when the two girls parted in opposite ways, pretty girl looked back once to give a wave goodbye, YN couldnt help to look back another time.

“I didn't catch their names, sorry sweety, we could run back over to them. I don't think they're that far—”

YN shakes her head “Nah its okay mom, we’ll find each other for sure!”

“Without a cellphone? Not likely. How are you so sure hon? You're not even sure of what hobby you like half of the time...”

YN stares at her ring finger, a silent, yet loud promise echoing in her head.

 “I’m your wife after all”

“Mom, i think i might need to use bathroom my tummy feels funny again”

“We’re almost home sweety— oh! YN HONEY HOLD IT IN UHM…Sir! Sorry my kid’s gonna crap themselves, could we use you restroom? Don't worry sweety, i’ll carry you there!”

Fortunately YN made it to the toilet in time, but one thing is for sure.

Regardless if it was the war she was about to face on the toilet bowl, that special feeling pretty girl gave her, it will be one she’d never forget.

Kou-chan— whatever her name was, would find her again. Maybe they'd forget each other, it didnt matter. She'd reconigse the burn, the magnetic spell the pretty girl somehow casted on YN at Miyagi park anytime.

[merrrrrrrrry]

I've just been crying so much since yesterday so I decided to put this into words. I don't know if anyone ever even notices my blog. Uni happened and life has gotten very busy. When I first got onto tumblr, just before lockdown, it was because I was struggling a lot. I was going through something very tough at the time that I've not spoken about and I was depressed and this was the safe space I had away from real life.

When 1d was active I wasn't a big fan, I just listened to their music casually so I didn't know much about them. When I got hear, it was because I had found H's solo music and loved it and then gradually discovered louis' after that and eventually through my mutuals here I rediscovered one direction and all of these incredibly talented guys.

I'll be very honest, I have listened to Liam the least outside of 1d. Some of his songs are very pretty but most aren't to my taste. So what I knew about Liam and the image that was formed of him back when I was new here during lockdown was that he was the guy who did volunteer work and donations. all of his stuff for trussel, and food banks and charity concerts and nhs stuff. That's all I knew about him, he's the one of 1d who provides the most visibility to these causes. Of course I learned much more about him along the way.

But that was the very first thing. To hear that even hours before he passed away, he was on gofundme just makes the most sense because that is my enduring image of the man. I don't understand my own grief. I can't comprehend this tightening of my chest and my head hurts and I don't even know how writing any of this even helps. My partner was the one to tell me he passed away (yep i have a boyfriend now <3) and I immediately thought to myself, I should stay away from tumblr, it would devastate me and I have exams going on. But I couldnt stay away and coming on here and seeing all the stuff you guys have shared has helped a little with these confusing emotions. Thank you guys for inadvertently being a safe space again. I love you all.

and Liam, i love you, i didn't know just how much. I hope you are at so much peace now, I don't really believe in the afterlife but I know you would continue to be a comfort and a guardian angel in death as you were in life to so many. rest in peace and harmony kind soul

[ainri]

hello! I'm the one who asked for one of illumi (yandere) could you make it headcanons?

illumi zoldyck as a yandere (hcs and drabble.)

•hunter x hunter

•yandere illumi headcanons + small drabble

•mostly fem oriented

•assasin/servant reader

•fic warinings: !dark content!, mentions of death multiple times including reader + reader’s family, insinuated character death at end, forced labor, undergarmnet theft, swear words, mild gaslighting, obsessive thoughts.

•🔞

•masterlist

•a/n: this is my first request so ty!!! tbh i rlly like writing yanderes like its just so fun? anyways someone should really do a crime count because i had to put some extra stuff in the fic warning so that people wouldn’t go crazy on me or call me insensitive 🥰sorry for the wait i completely forgot abt tumblr…..🙊if it doesnt make sense its because i rushed it bc i felt bad for how long i kept my anon waiting (sorry anon pookiebear) and its 1:27am 😞😞

continuation of this post!

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-how did you end up this position again?

-oh yeah thats right! your parents were also assasins who just happened to have ‘issues’ with the zoldycks.

-they had personal issues with silva due to a deal gone wrong between the two assassin families.

-how did silva handle getting played by your parents? by sending out an order to kill them.

-but silva is a higher class man with much bigger issues. who’s better to do the job than his son illumi?

-of course the original order was to kill you, your father, and your mother.

-when illumi saw you walking back onto your family’s estate something in him just snapped.

-he just couldn’t help it; he had to have you, no matter the cost.

-that was the moment he realized he couldnt just let you die or kill you.

-you were…special?

-that was the first mission he had ever failed… he just couldnt bring himself to kill you.

-after silva finished beating the shit out of him; illumi had an idea.

-illumi spoke of this idea to silva; to make you a personal servant in return for you and your parents’ lives.

-of course silva agreed, once silva privately told you of this ‘agreement’ you had to agree.

-best to not test the zolycks’ willpower and to not test the waters.

-working as illumi’s personal servant was fine, that was before your panties started disappearing randomly from your laundry bin.

-“master illumi, i hate to bother you with this but have you seen my panties?”

-“no. what are you saying servant?”

-he quickly retorted back, almost, no, way too quickly.

-of course, this all started to add up when the male zoldyck house staff started to ignore you + avoid you like the plague.

-apologizing profusely to you over the smallest mistakes or accidents.

-this was all bizzare…. you needed answers, as quickly as possible.

•••

it was a calm day of cleaning when suddenly you walked in on it—illumi torturing your male coworker who helped you clean the atrium yesterday. “master illumi, what are you doing?” the servant asked horrified and confused,

“none of your business servant-“ he stopped himself to reword his sentence, “you know what? no! i was teaching him a lesson for speaking to you. besides you only belong to me!-right? right? say you belong to me! i killed all of those men—no, boys for you and you can’t even say, ‘thank you master illumi.’!?” he was yelling, now losing his temper.

“master illumi i didnt ask for you to kill for me! whats wrong with you? you-you-you psychopath! youre being completely delusional and irrational!—“

CLANG

all you saw was black as you felt your vision go blurry with illumi hitting you in the head with skme heavy blunted off object.

“i don’t appreciate that (name), i don’t appreciate it at all. you ungrateful woman. all i ever wanted to do was love you. clearly you cant even allow me to do that much. what a shame.”

END

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©2023 ainri; do not repost my work without credit or repost my work in a different language♡

[outsideofmyhead]

friends ( yandere ticci toby ) part 1

note: omg my first proper post. i hope its not too cringe

tw: burning, arson mentioned, suicidal themes, violence, consensual sex, toby being an absolute dick, etc.

" 23/05/XXXX

tobias erin rogers.

or to me, just toby.

my best fucking friend who died an year back in a fire.

my best fucking friend who showed up to the band practice everyday, no matter what happened in his house, which you both started when you were just 12.

my best fucking friend who I so desperately wanted, a childhood crush that led up till now.

but ofcourse, I cant miss band practice. It was the last thing the two of us shared. My bandmates found a replacement bassist, and now its back to normal. It feels wrong to just replace him like that. As if he wasnt the one who started the entire thing. I dont want to realize that hes gone for good.

Mischa tells me I should move on. Its been an year and i need to stop focusing on him so much. I should try and replace him. It's not their fault at all I suppose, maybe I should've moved on. But it's fucking toby. All I wish for is for him to be back.

I've met another guy. He's nice. Handsome, popular and all the girls want him. He's the type I'd talk to toby about. And thats the problem. Every guy I meet, I just reminisce about toby. It's wrong, yes, but I can't help. He asked me out a couple weeks back. We've been dating ever since. I'm cheating on him. Not physically, but mentally. I dont want to hurt him but I do. I can't with my brain anymore. Sometimes i feel like i'm going crazy. I can't do this anymore. All i wish for him is to be back.

replace him? like fucks sake i'll replace toby."

but was he ever gone, to begin with? he'd left everything about his old life in ashes, but he couldn't bring himself to rid of you and the band. and god did he wish to. It's fucking stupid, he knows. A random girl he met a couple years ago consumed him this much. He knows you wouldn't recognize him. not with what he has become now. and it makes him want to change what you see him as. he wants to break you, as revenge of fucking him up so much.

girl, tell me what youre doing on the other side

"toby, your next mission is in xxx street. It's some kid who's parents fucked up big time. finish it fast and do what you want. " masky said. toby's face dimmed at hearing the area. his childhood. you. all the memories came flooding in his brain.

It was a small show. nothing too big, but you were surprised by the amount of people who showed up. you sang flawlessly, as usual, the lights shining in your eyes. This is where you were always supposed to be. on the stage. On toby's 16th birthday, you surprised him by writing a song for him. friends. it was your biggest hit yet. you could remember every moment like it happened just yesterday. As the intro started to play, you spotted a familiar shirt, one that you got toby on his 16th birthday. it was weird. you never thought about anything when you sang. but your voice started to shake, and you couldnt get your eyes off the man.

and tell, just tell me what youre doing with that other guy

your voice cracked? It hasnt since you were 14. this was weird. why were tears forming? why were you not on stage anymore? why were they calling out your name? where were you going?

"(nickname)."

that voice. the shirt. the hair. everything. tears fell on your cheeks.

"toby."

the silence was deafening. you just stood there. frozen. looking at the love of your life who should be dead.

"you're alive."

"i guess." he's not smiling. he's not upset. to say he looked disgusted could have been a stretch, but he wasnt exactly happy to see you.

"would you... mind staying for the night...?"

"where?"

"my house maybe... we can catch up on, things."

"f-fine"

he never really spoke much, but it never bothered you. you'd been waiting for this day every second of the last year but all the things you wanted to say couldn't leave your mouth. you were frustrated, angry and felt humiliated by how less of a fuck your best friend gave after seeing you. "And what the hell were we." it finally slipped out. your raspy voice, begging for an answer. "tell me we weren't just friends." your heart was beating so fast you couldnt even breathe. a knot was on your chest, desperately waiting for toby to say something. to say anything.

"nothing. we were n-nothing. f-forget it (y/n)" you took your words back. "this doesnt make much sense." your heart shattered. his words werent true you prayed. "give me atleast this night then." "f-fine."

girl i'm not hurt I'm tense

and what a night it was. One thing led on to another, and you found him on top of you. "y-you won't see me again, so I'll g-give you this much." his mouth crashed on yours. your first ever kiss, and he knew. he was going to be your first in everything. the kiss that felt like it was never going to end. you hoped it never would. he licked off your dried-up tears and moved his hands further down.

cause i'll be fine without you babe

that night, you slept in his lap. you'd left behind all shame for this one man and you didn't want to think how it would be over the next time you woke up. everything you'd dreamed of happened that night but you werent content. how could you have been?

Band practice the next day was hell. "(y/n) what the fuck. what was that stunt you pulled on stage?" "yeah and where the hell did you go. You could have told us anything to be prepared." questions flooded you but all you could've thought about was Toby. "I'm sorry guys, I won't pull shit like that again." you apologised. "are you okay? You started crying out of nowhere. We were worried." Mischa asked. 'It's nothing." God you missed him even more now.

he read your diary when you were asleep. the empty book with only one page filled, all about him. he hated you, he hated what youve done to him. he didnt want his old life back at all, but you? he never wanted to let you go.

all of your friends have been here for too long

june 13th, he showed up for band practice. His gummy smile, messy hair, he looked just like the toby you knew. not the indifferent, almost angry toby you'd met. you saw his eyes fill with light with everyone except you. what had you done? you were jealous, upset and relieved that he was back. it was a week before the major competition you were finally qualified to perform in. "Where the fuck were you Tobias?" all the questions you couldn't get answers for, they received easily. "What happened to hi, how are you?" toby laughed. there was no need for the temporary bassist anymore, not with the leader of the band's return.

they must be waiting for you to move on

It wasnt fair. he hated you, youd realized over the next few days or so. Hed never spare you a glance and seemed to ignore the time you tried to talk to him.

"good luck guys! were gonna win it tommorow."

you dont know how it happened but while taking your usual route home you felt your mind losing conciousness. you woke up tied to a chair in a lodge of sorts. your head was feeling groggy and tired. fear filled you as you realized you werent safe. your mouth was taped shut. tears started to spill. you noticed two masked men sitting on the couch infront of you. "toby, shes up." the one with the feminine mask said. "al-aright, yall can l-leave the room now." they shuffled out into the other rooms of the cabin. you waited for a while for something to happen. your heart beat erratic. your surrounding were extremely still. suddenly, out of nowhere, a blonde haired boy seemed to just glitch into existence. "toby~ shes waiting you know. wouldnt want to keep her idle for too long. what a pretty thing. I might steal her myself." it's smooth voice said as it smirked at your terrified face. his hand carressed your wet cheek. "B-ben you will shut the fuck up. She's m-mine you d-dont fucking touch her." toby's familiar, raspy voice just like that nights called out. "chill out, bitch." as it glitched out. toby? what the fuck? why was he here.

After a long, long while of waiting and crying, a man with orange goggles and a mask came in. He locked the room and started to take off the mouth tape. he wiped off the tear on your cheek only for the hand to slap it just moments later. "y-you fucking bitch." he cooed. you looked up at him with glossy eyes wondering what the fuck happened. "w-who are you...?" you managed to say. "w-who the fuck am i? oh, you s-seemed to remember me sooo well in your d-diary." toby. it was fucking toby who held you captive. your best fucking friend had tied you down to a chair in a lodge in the middle of nowhere. "why...?" you cried out. "d-dont fucking act so innocent with me." he punched you."fucking w-whore. dating some random b-boy you dont give two fucks about. s-still in love with m-me. maybe I should teach you your p-place hm?"you couldnt recognize who was speaking to you. you didnt want to look at him. you didnt want him to see you this way, a sobbing mess over him.

he spun your chair around and suddenly, you recognized another familiar face. two actually. the replacement bassist and your boyfriend. "r-replacing me huh? you d-dont want to right? so get rid of them." what did he mean. what was he even saying. toby would never. right?

But toby would. You've known something was off throughout your friendship. You'd seen how he looked at the guys you had a crush on. How he looked at you when you weren't with him. You couldn't accept his death because deep down you knew when they didn't find his body, that he set the fire. He carefully untied your wrists from the chair, so gently almost as if he'd never slapped you or hurt you. he handed a gun to you. "Get rid of them, or me. You h-have to." his unfeeling voice as if he knew your answer already. Of course, he did, he knew you like the back of his palm. "t-toby... please. Please don't make me do this." another slap. "If you d-don't do it right now, I'll g-grab the gun and shoot m-myself." you hesitated. "it's getting dark (nickname), do it right n-now." you couldnt. you couldnt kill a person. he grabbed your hand and pointed the gun to himself. "it's your choice really."

girl im not with it im way too far gone

bang. bang. you killed two people mercilessly, as the light left their eyes. two innocent people who had treated you so well over the last year.

im not ready eyes heavy now

You dropped to your knees. Eyes wide with no realization of what you just did. he pulled you onto his lap, cuddling and holding you so tight, almost afraid to let you go. "look at me." he kissed you. Mouth crashing onto the other. His calloused hands ruffled your hair as you sobbed on his shirt. Panicking not knowing what the fuck you've done. "shh, (nickname). its a-alright. w-we can be t-together now." he cooed in your ear. this is what youve wanted right? it was almost comforting, crying in his lap. but it didnt last long.

heart on your sleeve like you've never been loved

The burns he gave you last night were horrifying. Every limb was either bleeding with cuts or sore from the burns. Your screams in agony did nothing but amuse your best friend. "e-every fucking second y-you ditched m-me to hang out w-with the others. Every boy you d-dated that wasn't me. And every day that i-i suffered w-without you. You fucking r-ruined my l-life (nickname). You deserve evrything I'm putting y-you throught a-and everything I will. You w-will never e-escape me again." was it really your fault?

You knew better than to let your mouth run about the things that happened to you. you didnt speak to anyone else the next day. "(nickname) be grateful I'm letting you run around instead of keeping you locked up where I want you. Gave you my word so dont take it and run."

You won first place.

wish you'd let me stay I'm ready now

[sunnyfoxsstuff]

Hey sorry couldnt write Yesterday but im writing today the very first chapter! I thought about it way too much lol

Enjoy ;3

Chapter 1:New beginning

After the event at the black water manor and being stripped from his divinity the former wind master has tried his best to get around and survive, xie lian had offered him to stay at puqi shrine 'til he gets back on his feets he had agreed but he only stayed for a day or two he was more fearing hua cheng than living outside, however xie lian adviced him to try and go see at the royal capital knowing there is some beggar's living there he thought that he'll find refuge over there

The former windmaster of course took the advice and went over to the royal capital however he took atleast two good days to get there because of his injuries he was limping and slow

After getting to the capital he found some beggar's just as xie lian had told him they got along pretty well shi qingxuan had always a talent to get along with anyone he'd meet, a day After he started feeling nauseous he tried to ignore it but soon his body made him know that he was gettin too weak to even move, often he would just lay down Somewhere and sleep it was all he could do after all, the beggar's had a kind heart and couldnt bear leaving him on his own so they tried their best at helping them.

It was a morning when shi qingxuan woke up in the halley way he had fallen asleep at he looked around still weak and Saw his beggar friend's still asleep

he looked at the Sky above his head and closed his eyes shut again opening them soon after he somehow felt more..light felt better like as if he wasnt ill anymore

Looking down where his hands are supposed to be he couldnt see them but he could see his beggar friend's waking up,

He ran up to them excited and happy "guy's look! Look! I Can walk! I Can move im feeling better!!" However they walked passed him to where he was sleeping, confused he followed them, soon enough one of them started to cry another pray for some god's and the other one just went on his way to try and find their breakfast,

when the former windmaster took a look at what was going on he gasped almost all of his air out of his lung's and felt nauseous seeing his own body laying there lifeless and gettin more pale.

The now soul of shi qingxuan stood there watching his own body for what felt like minute's but had been atleast 3 hour's

until he'd look at his right side where there was a ominous shadow with what seemed like two golden eyes looking at his body quickly After leaving, it was he xuan.He xuan had came to check on him? But why? Shi qingxuan was more confused by he xuan coming over than his own situation

After some more minute's of standing there he decided that he wanted to make it up to he xuan for what shi wudu had done to him "atleast try" he said to himself determinated,

for the next couple hour's he'd try to manifest his New form but if anybody could see him all they'd see is a little bouncing spirit

"ugh! Why cant i just get my form to manifest already?!" He said pouting 'bout it, even so he still went on his plan and started to move away from where he had died and stayed for the past day's

He decided to make his way to puqi shrine first often stopping to still try and get his New form or to just stare at everything living in the forest the Sun soon started to set down, shi qingxuan isnt used to not sleep at night or even the no breath needed so he setted himself Somewhere and looked at the night Sky with the glowing star's smiling enjoying the cold air and little glowing bugs standing besides him on the grass.

Hey sorry imma stop there for the first chapter i feel like its long enough however i already know what im gonna write in the seccond chapter so do not fear it shouldnt take too long until i post it ;p i rlly Hope u enjoyed it atleast im tryin my best to think this through

[cowboy-robooty]

okay tumblr you guys get to know this. but the reason i couldnt work on yesterdays itager week post more is because i got a uti and because i have a magnum dong hanging down there it was a complicated one (because for people with dicks it's ALL complicated -_- no normal type.) and lowkey i almost started writing my tumblr obituary bc i thought i was going to die for real for a moment there. im ok now though 👍👍👍