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[dailysonadowfanfics]

Reading every single Sonadow Fanfic (Ao3): 251/4.770

Title: Call it what it is (sonadow)

Author: KrymynalKrimzon

Website: Ao3

Published: 19.12.2019

Word Count: 3.306 words

Language: English

Suited for minors? Yes

Warnings: No

Smut? No

Finished? Yes

Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna, Miles Tails Prower, other Boom characters

Ships: Sonic/Shadow

Author Tags: Fluffy Ending, Romance, Oneshot, request

Author Summary: After such a horrible day (Sonic Boom, Episode 34, Just a Guy) the town tries to throw a party to say sorry and celebrate Sonic, but the speedster just really isn’t in the mood for any of it.

My summary: Sonic had a bad day and is not in the mood for the surprise party the townspeople throw for him. Shadow steals him away, and they hang out.

You can read it here

[buckevantommy]

seeing a lot of folks describe their 3k+ fics as "drabbles" 🙄🤦....

.... the term you're looking for is: "ficlet" or "oneshot"

[kotlc-fanfiction]

and @arsonistblue's incredible fic that i think about constantly (and just all of their fics in general)

making peace with dawn - @arsonistblue

Summary: Tiergan doesn't want to hate sunrises, he really doesn't. They are undeniably gorgeous.

And yet, he cannot stand to watch the bands of color flourish and fade as the sky lightens, because every time he does, he's pushed back to memories he desperately wishes he could forget.

My Thoughts: Tiertice angst is in fact the recipe to my heart so I opened this up and knew I would be giving it a glowing review. I love the little vignettes and how each them was like its own tug on my heart strings and then together it was very ough. So sweet at the end, I highly reccomend for a quick Tiertice punch in the gut

Cover:

[thus-spoke-lo]

Spent my time actually planning out October fics last night so I can start writing and get everything queued in advance fully this year, since I’ll be out of town for like 10 days at the end of that month. September is gonna be a busy writing month lmao.

[womanhrry]

WOMAN + HARRY STYLES

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[juke-fic-recs]

Darkness Would Turn to Light by @pearlcaddy

Teen And Up | One-Shot | 4.1k | Complete

Select Tags: Living!Phantoms AU, Alternate Universe - Famous, Touring, Friends With Benefits To Lovers, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Aged-Up Characters, Long Distance, Family Illness

Nearing the end of an exhausting year on her solo tour, Julie is on the verge of a breakdown. Luke tries something desperate to help.

Anonymous says: One of my favourite fics I've ever read. Emotional, sweet, raw, perfect Juke. Made me cry in the best way.

[thepynchfanfiction]

Winter has always meant different things for Adam Parrish. It has meant colder weather and layered clothes. It has meant tension and angry fathers because money is tight and the heat can’t be turned on. It has meant disappointment coming back from winter break and everyone showing off their new items while he hoped no one noticed he’d worn that shirt twice that week. It has meant being mad at Gansey for getting him anything at all.

or; Adam grows to enjoy the colder weather.

[a-dream-bookmark]

NEW ARRIVAL:

“Rich Boy Enhypen Pinning After You” by wonryllis

✶ 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝒟𝐎𝐋𝐋? RICH BOY ENHYPEN PINNING AFTER YOU.

目录──────𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗟𝗬, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌.

𝓉𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗘 ⋅ enhypen showing that you're not just one of the girls. wordcount total 2882 (approx 0.4k each) ⭑ CONTAINS— female!reader, fluff, suggestive, lots of swearing. % strongly recommend listening to ›› the respective songs while reading! jungwon's is inspired by ␥ kavin and kaning. ( THE ARCHIVE? ) PLS REBLOG ><

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚

ぃ ⏤ now playing. HELLGIRL BY ARI ABDUL

"shit. you gotta wear this one, angel," heeseung groans in satisfaction, ignorant and indifferent to the fact that all the store employees could hear him, someone who never brings over girls to places like these, going insane over one. and the fact that you were unable to wrap your head around this situation just yet.

it was surreal and it was nerve wrecking. but heeseung was adamant that he needed you.

needed you to dress so fucking gorgeous and stand by his side as his date for the night while he paraded around greeting his parents' guests. showing them that he is capable of being committed by bringing along a partner for the first time ever. that's what he tells you—

"is this really fine?" you ask again, hands dusting over the sleek satin hugging your skin in a way that it tickled. heeseung stands up and overs to where you stand, arms sliding around your waist to pull you against him. "it's more than fine, absolutely stunning," leaning into your neck to leave kisses, "and so hot," right infront of everyone, no one daring to say a word to him, except you.

you who has been an exception to all his rules, you who has made him want to do things he has never wanted to before. you who has swept him off his feet.

you push against his chest in an attempt to stop him,"we'll be late, should go now," he hums in a low growl, lips nipping right against your ear before he pulls away with much exasperation almost unsated. clicking his tongue in annoyance for the staff to hurry the billing once he's done admiring you. unable to stand that anyone beside him see you dressed so pretty.

"just smile and follow my lead," heeseung tells you once you arrive at the venue. giving you an encouraging look as he instructs the valet to wait until you seem calm enough to step out. that's what he tells you— heart eyes and odd actions speaking for themselves. his hands find your waist when you finally walk up the stairs, breath shaky as you pass the entrance,

"relax angel, 'm right here, we can leave whenever you want," he kisses the side of your head, lips lightly touching your styled hair. never caring about who's looking and who's thinking what. if only you knew it too.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚

ぃ ⏤ now playing. STAY BY ARI ABDUL

"look behind you, princess," the voice incoming from your phone suddenly sounds too loud, paired with faint footsteps coming to a halt. jay's lips break into a wide smile when you turn around in an instant to look at him. your eyes following his hands holding an enormous bouquet of red roses, before you notice anything else.

before you notice the want in his eyes. the want for you.

"jay? i thought you were in— " you speak into the phone, eyes locked with his, but before you can finish he hangs up the call. approaching you with quick steps and immediately pulling you into a kiss. one that's short but deep enough to convey his feelings. "berlin? yeah, but i flew back for you," he breathes out against your lips.

"why?" "you know why love," his fingers twirl the hair falling into face, tucking them away and cupping your cheek as he gives you a smile before stepping away.

he waits for you to say something, to address his feelings but like always you avoid it and like always jay lets you. alas there will come a time when you would no longer be able to deny his love, so until then he will continue to show you all ways you own his heart in. his forever princess."what about that conference you were going to attend with your dad?" you ask, accepting his bouquet.

watching him with a soft giggle as he struggles to pull out a single rose and place it behind your ear. "don't worry about it," in a reassuring tone he leads you to his car. teasing you of a surprise each time you question where you are headed.

asking you to have your eyes closed while he leads you to the rooftop of a high-rise building owned by his family, illuminated by pretty lights and flowery wreaths, and a firework show worth a million.

all just for you.

to pose a smile on your face and to be the one to put it. to be the reason of your happiness and to be the person beside you in your best memories,"happy new year, princess," jay whispers into you ear as you open your eyes to see all of it. "jay this—" you gasp in a trance, gaze hooked on the sky while his is fixated in the way the fireworks shine against your pretty orbs and the gloss on your lips,"it's all for you,"

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡

ぃ ⏤ now playing. MEDDLE ABOUT BY CHASE ATLANTIC

"you owe me. you can't keep avoiding me forever, doll," jake chuckles, noticing how you turn the other way after catching a glimpse of him. finding it adorable how you do everything you can to not cross paths with him.

leaving him no choice but to wait for you outside your university, leaning against his black lykan hypersport; attracting unwanted attention while his eyes only look for your cute panicked figure amidst the crowd.

"i told you it was a mistake—" you refute, throwing a glare at his smug face as he drives right beside you, following your every step, nonchalant about all the stares you both get as long as you agree to him taking you out. "get in the car," or the other way round, he's fine with both. frustrated and knowing you'd never be able to escape him, you decide to give in.

"you owe me lunch," jake grins as his eyes watch you get into the passenger seat just like the passenger princess you are.

his passenger princess. first and last in his beloved car.

"jake this— isn't this too—" your heart skips beats at the sight of the dock and the luxury cruise restaurant closing in, scared and nervous about how much you'd have to spend but jake just shushes you. getting out the car first and coming over to open the door for you; one hand holding yours and the other cushioning your head as you step out.

"just let me have your time and i'll let you off of staining my prada with coffee," he begs, afraid you'd walk out of here if he were to tell you the real reason. if he were to tell you that you have his heart and no matter what you do his feelings are not changing. if he were to tell you he wanted to take you out to all these places and spoil you rotten and occupy your mind like you occupy his.

if he were to tell you it was indeed not your fault for he bumped into you on purpose to find an excuse to talk to you.

"but—" jake shushes you again, fingers rubbing against your lips as he shakes his head before pulling out the chair for you and helping you sit properly,"don't think too much doll, just do as i say, please?" planning to keep you busy until the sun goes down so he can take you to for a ride on his yacht.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗡

ぃ ⏤ now playing. BABYDOLL BY ARI ABDUL

"fuck baby, don't cry like that," sunghoon panics, his fingers grazing under your eyes to gently wipe the tears. afraid if he's not careful enough, he'll break you. "as much as i love the way you look so pretty like this, tears are not for someone like you," he has no idea how to soothe your frantically crying figure, slouched in the passenger seat against the expensive leather of his aston martin.

his hands fumble around in an attempt to think of ways he could just make you feel better and smile for him. those adorable crinkle of your eyes that have him whipped.

fuming each time he thinks of the moron who took that opportunity away from him by making you sad. he swears if he finds him, he'll beat the living daylights out of him. remind him not to linger anywhere around his girl.

sunghoon softly cups your cheek in his palm and leans in to kiss you, lips moving slow and sensual, "forget him, let me make you happy," he whispers into your mouth once he pulls away, foreheads touching and hands caressing your face lovingly. he makes sure your belt is secured before driving off to one of the luxury malls in the city, ones where you need to be of a certain level to enter.

a place you probably could never have the chance to enter if it weren't for him.

"my princess gotta shop her sadness out, hmm?" sunghoon coos as he stops outside the building, watching you gape in surprise, surprised himself that you are yet to realize just how much you mean to him.

"come on, i'll buy you whatever you lay your eyes on," he insists before you have the chance to deny him.

his hands rest at the back of your waist, leading you inside after handing his keys to the valet. dropping a soft kiss on your temple when you watch his vip card being inspected with a nervous breath of how elite this place has to be.

and knowing how new you must feel to all this, sunghoon pulls you closer with the intention of making it known that this is how it's gonna be from now, "get used to it, baby," you're not his yet but he's gonna treat you like you are. after all it's only a matter of time before it happens.

𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗪𝗢𝗢

ぃ ⏤ now playing. GOOD GIRL BY THOMAS LAROSA

"good girl, you did a great job," sunoo pats your head teasingly amused at the confusion adorning your features. "sunoo, what were you doing there! you don't even have marketing?" the way you close in, demanding an explanation assures him that you indeed were affect by his presence, by the eye contact he held with you the entire time you were giving your presentation.

walking into the lecture hall in the middle of it as if he owned the place and taking a seat at a spot that directly put him in your line of sight. smirking, raising his brows and pushing his tongue against his cheeks to distract and annoy you.

"would you believe me if i said i came to see you?" his hands took ahold of your wrists playing with your fingers as he waited for you to answer.

"liar," you whisper, suddenly conscious of the implication behind his words and it makes him chuckle, of course what did he expect? you're hard to get, and perhaps that's the reason he feels so attracted, almost crazy over you.

like something he has to have, someone he has to have.

he takes a step closer, his varsity hat poking against the top of your head as his eyes bore into yours just the way they did inside earlier,"see? what do you want me to say then?" he whispers back, tone suddenly changing into a serious one. "you can't just enter any class like that," your innocent claim goes through him from one ear and falls through the other. how naive you are.

"i can if it's my dad's university," he can't help but chuckle at the expression on your face when you put the pieces together and realize it. all those times you came across him in places with strict attendance, it all made sense now.

"as adorably as you scold me, you're gonna see me everywhere you go baby," sunoo warns, leaning in impossibly close, lips hovering over yours,"you should stop fooling yourself baby,"

his hands move from your wrists to rest against the wall behind, voice dropping an octave,"and you should stop fooling around just because you can," you bite back, pressing your palm into his chest to push him back. "i'm fooling around because i want you, and i will have you," "you—" "we have a party this weekend at our summer villa, come with me?"

𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡

ぃ ⏤ now playing. SINNERS BY ARI ABDUL AND THOMAS LAROSA

"jungwon? what are you doing here? are you okay?" it makes jungwon happy to see you worrying about him, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pant as he watches you walk around the counter to his figure by the door. finding his cerulean blue chevrolet corvette 2lz parked in his usual spot, and him still dressed in the armani and hermès set you saw him in an hour ago when he dropped you off at your uncle's flower shop.

"mhm, just wanted to see my pretty girl again," he grins cockily once you realize there's nothing wrong and he's just trying playing around like always.

albeit to jungwon, it's never been a play and you have never been a toy.

this has been his way of showing you that you're not just another girl he's chasing after; because yang jungwon has never chased as opposed to what you think. and to harbour such deep and honest feelings that compel him to do what he has never done, that should have given you the hint by now. perhaps he'll just have to try a tad bit harder.

"how do you wear this?" he struts inside, passing by you to the space behind the counter you previously stood at, dangling a lone apron by his pinky and raising his brows at you, waiting. "your clothes will get dirty!" your attempts to curb him fall through for jungwon's persistence to stay with you holds like a strong wall, incapable of budging.

"i don't really care," jungwon's hands loop around the strings in a way that has the apron falling off making you giggle as you give in and just step in to help him,"idiot, that's not how you do it," you mumble.

and all he can think of is how he wants to be your idiot.

"how does this look? i think it looks so pretty on you," he says, putting a messy wreath on your head. to jungwon there's always flowers blooming everywhere you go, sweet scent overtaking all his scenes believing that's how you intoxicated him.

you slap away his hands in a shy chuckle that he doesn't understand, did he say something wrong? not aware and quite literally clueless of his own effect. by the time the sun sets down, you're asleep with your head down on the counter, facing him. and jungwon admires the way you looks so pretty, prettier than any flower.

𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜

ぃ ⏤ now playing. STUCKINMYBRAIN BY CHASE ATLANTIC

"riki?" oh. you're here? riki looks up at the sound of your footsteps getting closer, halting a metre away from him, like always do, not too close, not too far and it drives him crazy. "what are you doing here?" you ask, confused to find him waiting outside your mundane apartment building with his out of place red ferrari sf90.

"uh, you left this in the car last time," he fumbles out a dior liquid blush, clearly brand new and a shade you have never used before.

"that's not mine," giggling, you walk over to the other side, opening the passenger seat door to fish out the gloss you actually did leave and waving it in the air to show him,"this is mine richboy," the soft sounds of laughter, your teasing voice.

his favorite thing in the world as of late.

you who has him smitten with infatuation, unable to get you off his mind no matter how much he tries. you who never gives him the answer he wants but never pushes him away either. you who makes him feel like a pathetic loser, you who makes him want to try as many times as he can to win your heart.

"it's a gift," he quickly improvises, wanting you to accept it, of getting a chance to give you something. "you're gifting me a blush?" you question and it throws him off, blush?,"wait, it's not a lipgloss— i, i had no idea, i have never—" riki swears, he really had no clue,"bought makeup?" he nods and it makes you burst into a fit of laughter again. it warms his heart, leaning against his car and watching you with eyes that speak volumes of his feelings.

feelings that anyone could notice, anyone but you.

he lets you revel in his silly naivety, content to know you are not longer sad as you were a few days ago.

"now this suits you pretty little face," he says once you seem to calm down, bewildered at his sudden compliment while he walks over to you.

cupping your face and caressing your cheeks,"so pretty," mumbling under his breath, loud enought to reach your ears,"it's boring when you cry, baby," his lips hover over your own as both of your heartbeats pick up in sync, breath getting caught up at the shift in the atmosphere. "let's go on a drive, we'll get you a bunch of pretty glosses to wear for me,"

TAGLIST ( open. ) @kangseulgithegreat @s00buwu @lilyuwon @pockyyasii @nctislifue @ashtxrie @miniature-tragedy @jayujus @brachives @thoughtsmeander2tumblingblindly @eeunoia @nxzz-skz @shawnyle @potato0579 @enhastolemyheart @ro-diaries @aaa-sia @okwonyo @snoopypupp @enhabooks @jjunae @criminalyun

[dailysonadowfanfics]

Reading every single Sonadow Fanfic (Ao3): 311/4.790

Title: World Grand Prix

Author: sonicbros

Website: Ao3

Published: 26.08.2019

Word Count: 1.941 words

Language: English

Suited for minors? Teen and up

Warnings: No

Smut? Yes

Finished? Yes

Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog, Rouge the Bat, Miles "Tails" Prower, Knuckles the Echidna, Dr. Eggman, Amy Rose, Vector the Crocodile, Jet the Hawk, Wave the Swallow, Storm the Albatross, Cream the Rabbit, E-10000, Metal Sonic, Omochao (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Ships: Sonic/Shadow

Author Tags: First Kiss, Romantic Confusion, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Sexual Tension, Public Display of Affection, Bad Ending

Author Summary: Eggman reveals he's gathered racing data on all four teams and then challenges them to a final race. Shadow wins, and Sonic gives him a prize he was not expecting.

My summary: Shadow wins the extreme gear grand prix, and Sonic surprises him with a kiss as a prize.

You can read it here

[kotlc-fanfiction]

angsty gay letters that blue wrote!

unwritten - @arsonistblue

Summary: When Tiergan finds the envelope, he can't bring himself to open it.

It's been three months since the break, and the gaping wound in his chest is still too raw. He fears that, if he opens it, whatever is written inside will slice open the stitches that he has so carefully, painstakingly sewn into an ugly, red scar over his heart. That everything he's been trying to keep under control might come pouring out.

My Thoughts: Short, sweet, soul-crushing, exactly how I like my Tiertice angst. This is gorgeously written and I think my heart is just exploding for them because they are so! They love each other!

Cover:

[teumearchive]

type + length

[a-dream-bookmark]

NEW ARRIVAL:

“When you've been absent for days without notice” by onlyjjong

엔하이픈 --- WHEN YOU'VE BEEN ABSENT FOR DAYS WITHOUT NOTICE

　　엔하이픈 (hyung line) 　x　 fem!reader 　　┊　　only the og's know this is a repost　　┊　　1728 words　

GENERE　┊ 　!nonidol , !fluff , !highschool, !potential relationship , !best friends to lovers , !academic rivals , !secret admirer

NOTE DI ENTRATA　 ┊　 jhfkjadfhd i made this only for the hyung line bc look your how long this is… and, oh how i wish i was the y/n.

DISCLAIMER 　┊ 　depictions may be inaccurate , contains swear words, mentions of hospital and sickness.

⟡ 📩 𑁋 TAGGING : @a-dream-bookmark , @enchive , @en-log , @/k-labels

이희승 ┊ lee heeseung for the few days that you were missing from school, he would be so nervous. like crazy nervous and worried. like, what if something really really bad happened to you? he would ask around about you; panicking even more when basically no one knew why you were absent―even your closest group of girl friends. for the few days you were missing, he totally couldn't focus in school―be that in his academic classes or his musical club. everyone was annoyed of him mentioning your name and asking about you; even the teachers couldn't do anything.

though, once heeseung saw the familiar silhouette of you walking in front him on the way to school, he couldn't believe himself. he ran up towards you and tackled you in a bear hug.

"ouch, heeseung!" you exclaim, a smile beaming across your face despite being annoyed of his sudden hug. "that hurt, you know."

"excuse me?" he replies, hugging you even harder. the shaky, warm breath of heeseung tickled against your ear. "i'm the one hurt here."

"why?" you jest, smirking playfully. you elbowed him a little―though it gave heeseung no impact, he was holding you close with an arm around your shoulder. "were you worried about me?"

"me? worried? nah," he shrugs, playing it cool. unbeknownst to you, everyone in school knew how worried heeseung was; he couldn't even sit still in class! he ruffles your hair, "where were you, anyway? it's tiring, you know, keeping track of our homework for you. you wouldn't even respond to my calls or texts!"

you giggle sheepishly. "i was admitted to the hospital... i collapsed because i wasn't drinking enough water and eating properly when i had a little fever on monday."

heeseung was about to faint as soon as he heard your explanation. how could you be so careless? whether you like it or not, the rest of your week was going to be filled with heeseung's nags and reminders for you to always drink enough water and eat well.

heeseung knew you were a tad annoyed, but deep down, heeseung was happy you were alright and safe back by his side.

♡ ... the rest under the cut !

박종성 ┊ park jongseong as much as he told himself not to worry about you, he still ended up being very anxious. he tried to ask everyone, as discreetly as possible, about your whereabouts. the more 'i'm not sure's, 'i don't know's, and 'y/n is absent?'s he received, the more panicked he became. various thoughts ran through his head―what had happened to you? did you get into an accident? were you okay?

being the school's top achiever―as well as your secret admirer―the few days of your unannounced and unexplained absence really took its toll on jongseong. he was undoubtedly restless, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. the amount of worry and disappointment that washed over him was immaculate, as every time he turned his head to glance at you, you weren't there at your desk, looking determined to ace every class. to beat him at each and every one.

every day, as soon as he arrived home, he would try to call you and text you―but none of them went answered. oh, the amount of distress he was in was killing him.

but as soon as jongseong saw you get down from the bus at the school's bus stop, his heart blossomed with joy. he ran up to you, greeting you with the biggest smile on his face, earning a confused look from you.

"y/n! how are you?" he says, "where have you been?"

"at home?" you answer, perplexed. "why are you asking?"

"well, um, i was... i was worried... you know, you never really skip," he mutters, only remembering that you're not exactly on good terms with him―you and jongseong were practically rivals. almost every conversation the two of you had consisted of (friendly? or not) banters.

"so you do miss your annoying little rival, huh?"

jongseong couldn't help but smile at you. he loved how confident you were, calling yourself his rival. your determination. your challenging smirk. your extremely beautiful hair...

honestly, jongseong didn't even mind stepping down the pedestal. anything to make you happy.

his goofy little happy mood was then cracked a little as he saw a cast 'round your left wrist―one he didn't notice when he first saw you a few minutes ago. "wait, y/n, how did-"

"oh, this? i cracked a lil bone while playing badminton with my brother," you answer sheepishly, regretting your decision of not warming up properly beforehand. "too bad for you, jjongie, i'm ambidextrous, so i can still beat you!"

oh, the smile you've put on poor jongseong's face.

jongseong was worried about you, that's inevitably true, but currently he's really happy and relieved that you're alive and well. and, oh, how he dearly missed you.

심재윤 ┊ sim jaeyun having spent over two years working together in your school's media and broadcasting club, jaeyun has certainly gotten used to your presence. your hearty laughter, your focused expression that consisted of a frowning pair of brows and scrunching of the nose―jaeyun has you memorised like the back of his hand.

it had only been the second day of your unannounced absence, and jaeyun's friends are starting to call him insane. he's panicking, muttering to himself that doom has finally come knocking on the door; that he can't do anything he's done before with you, without you. his routine was out of place―there was no you in the morning bulletin recording with him, radio broadcasts during snack and lunch breaks were absent of your voice―it was awkward and... wrong in all the different ways.

he didn't have anything against the replacement girl, but she wasn't you. jaeyun was made to be with you―his voice perfectly harmonised yours, his talent in photography complimenting your talent in editing and emceeing.

everyone had wondered too, about your whereabouts as the morning bulletin and radio broadcast segments were different without you.

jaeyun tried asking everyone and anyone about you; the answer was yet still the same―no one knew where you were. and what frustrates jaeyun more is the fact that he had been nothing more than a close friend to you; he didn't have access to your address nor did he manage to grasp the courage to ask you (out) the last time he had a chance to!

damn you, sim jaeyun.

after six billion missed calls and infinity prayers for you to come and appear safe and well in front him, jaeyun found himself cycling to school one day to see you dropped off by your older brother from his motorcycle. he almost crashed himself into a tree―he watched in awe as you waved goodbye cheerfully to your brother, before turning around and meeting his eyes.

jaeyun smiled. his world was shining again. y/n, his brightest star, has returned!

"y/n!" he yelled happily, ditching his bicycle as he ran towards you and tackled you to the ground in a hug. shame left his body―he didn't care about his image or reputation that day, he was the happiest human being on earth and he wanted the world to know.

"ouch, jae, that hurt," you say, muffled under his jacket.

"i'm sorry," he replies, giggling. he helps you up, then starts rambling. his cheeks, too, start to warm (please let it be because of this cold weather, he thinks to himself). "i'm just excited to see you―where have you been? you've been gone for like, what, four days? i feel so horrible without you, you know? you make everything feel okay, everything feel in place. i like the way everything is with you, you make everything in life feel so much better! but then everything's gone haywire when you were gone and i think i'm gonna malfunction without you-"

you chuckle, fighting the blush creeping up your own cheeks. "woah, woah, relax, jae."

"...so don't ever disappear like that again!"

tapping his shoulder, you smile. "thanks for the confession by the way. oh, and i'm free this saturday."

"...what?"

jaeyun was knocked out of his trance as a friend slapped his back and yelled, "take a hint, you dumbass!" he realised then, that he had confessed his feelings for you, directly or not. and the best part... you accepted.

god, the simp jaeyun was for you.

박성훈 ┊ park sunghoon sunghoon was probably the first person to notice your absence on the first day of your three-day streak of unannounced absence. well, that was a given, since you were his desk mate―and probably his closest friend too. he was your study partner, your lunch buddy, and the person you'd call your best friend. the two of you would have to thank your mothers for being lifelong best friends who wanted their children to be best friends (and born on the same day, too).

it wasn't hard for him to figure out you were sick―all it took for him to find out was ask a few of your girl friends and then walk home to phone your mother, asking about you. sunghoon was a simple and straightforward guy, and that was his charm, probably.

though it was hard for him to contain his need to run back home and find out if you were okay. one full day of school without you was a mental and physical torture for sunghoon.

he visited your house with some chicken noodle soup that he had helped his mother cook for you, playing it cool and acting like he wasn't all nervous and scared for you.

"you idiot," sunghoon hisses, making himself at home on your bean bag. his usual spot, that specific dark blue bean bag, whenever you two hung out in your room. "i told you not to play basketball in the rain, did i not?"

you sat down with a blanket wrapped over your head and a fever cooling patch on your forehead, glaring daggers at your childhood best friend. "yeah, you did. but guess what? i'm the one sick, not you."

"can you just listen to me for once, y/n?" sunghoon sighs, his features softening. "i'm too young to die out of heart attacks."

you snort. "heart attacks? hoon, who's been giving you all that shit-"

"you, you idiot. you make me worry so much i feel like my heart's gonna explode anytime!"

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[excelsiorfics]

That Which We Are

Date: April 1, 2018 Author: GrayJay Rating: Not Rated Word Count/Status: 3,482, complete Dynamic: N/A Characters: Scott Summers, Christopher Summers, Charles Xavier, Jean Grey, Logan (X-Men), Ororo Munroe, Emma Frost, Hank McCoy, Moira MacTaggert, Nathaniel Essex, Alex Summers Tags: Medical Trauma, Needles, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Closeted Character, Trans Male Character, Canon Compliant, Character Study

Summary:

The day he loses his glasses and brings down half the orphanage is the day he becomes Scott for good.

(Or: The universe where Scott isn't born Scott.)

[thepynchfanfiction]

Ronan laid on his stomach, head turned towards Adam, eyes glazed. He looked tired, but happy, with his pale cheeks dusted pink, and his pink lips swollen purple. He looked like he should be kissed more, but not just yet. He looked like he should be admired, but he was the one admiring.

[dailysonadowfanfics]

Reading every single Sonadow Fanfic (Ao3): 281/4.779

Title: Shampoo Dream

Author: cuddlingmyfandoms

Website: Ao3

Published: 21.05.2019

Word Count: 2.322 words

Language: English

Suited for minors? Yes

Warnings: No

Smut? No

Finished? Yes

Characters: Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow the Hedgehog

Ships: Sonic/Shadow

Author Tags: Lazy Mornings, Morning Kisses, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, shadow sings, and sonic finds out

Author Summary: Sonic’s brows furrowed, wondering if he was hearing right.

No way, Sonic thought, mouth agape, staring at disbelief at the shower curtain, trying to whir his brain into processing what he’s just hearing right now.

Sonic quickly clamped a hand over his mouth to suppress the bubbling laughter that’s about to spill out of his mouth and threatening to expose his presence in the room.

He cannot believe this.

This is absolutely unreal.

Shadow the Hedgehog can sing.

My summary: Cute little fic where Sonic learns that his boyfriend likes to sing.

You can read it here