#me crying at all the mang stuff

[kanos]

not to be a kpopie but these were soooooo cute

[rafedaddy01]

Daddy pt 6 final part

Warnings: angst, sad

A/n: you guys are gonna hate me 😬

Pt 5

You didn’t mean to eavesdrop. You just happened to be walking by Rafes room when you heard him tell his wife that they should get rid of you “I’m home most days now and since you’re finished with your project maybe we could let her go” you hate to admit it but Rafes words stung. Whatever this was between you two, you knew it couldn’t involve feelings, but he got you pregnant. You’re carrying his child and he’s willing to just toss you aside like trash?

“I’m worried about her rafe” you heard the voice of Rafes wife. Who you’ve grown to like and gotten really close too lately. Shes been talking you through baby stuff and offering to by you new things. You feel bad for fucking her husband, it never should have happened like this. “She doesn’t even know who the baby daddy is”

You hear rafe scoff, “is that what she told you”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” His wife responds, and you’re about ready to walk off when you see rafe standing near the door. His eyes meet yours and you try not to let the tears form but they fight their way through.

You could blame the hormones but it wasn’t just that. Rafe was an asshole. You don’t know what you expected getting entangled with him, but you never thought he could be so ruthless. He would always cuddle you after the two of you fucked, he’d take care of you and clean you up and be so damn sweet. But this was a monster, the look in his eye said enough. He didn’t care that you overheard, he looked smug. You wanted to wipe the smirk off his face and burst in the room and tell his wife everything.

Instead you wiped your tears and pushed past him, leaving the Cameron estate and going back to your studio apartment.

You spent the rest of the night crying. Since Mrs, Cameron was home for a while now she told you, you didn’t have to come in to work but if you’d like you could join them for dinner. You wanted to, you barely had any money to buy groceries and you knew you had to eat because your eating for two now. But the thought of coming face to face with rafe and sitting at one table with him just made you wanna vomit.

-

The next morning you woke up later than usual. Your stomach had been cramping all night and it was hard to fall asleep. You only just started your third trimester so you know it’s too early for the baby, it could be Braxton hicks so you don’t read too much into it. You make yourself some breakfast and sit down to watch some tv while you eat.

“It’s just you and me now, buddy. We don’t need anyone else” you rub your stomach as you talk. Suddenly you hurdle over, your lower stomach causing excruciating pain, you scream out as it feels like something’s trying to tear out of you. “Fuck”

You try to stand up but it only makes it worse. Tears fill your eyes as you look down to see red all over your couch cushions. “What the hell” you reach for your phone on the coffee table, breathing through the pain as you stretch your hand.

“Rafe! I- ah- I need you to come quick. Something’s wrong-“ you mange to say before you pass out on the floor.

-

Your groggy eyes open, scanning the room. Bright lights sting your eyes as you look around the hospital room. “Y/n” Mrs. Cameron’s soft voice speaks. “Hey darling, it’s okay. Don’t try to move. It’s gonna be alright” her eyes are puffy and you can tell she’s been crying for hours. “W-what happened? Where am I?” You look around the room and your eyes land on rafe whose back is too you, staring out the hospital room window, refusing to turn around.

“Rafe?” You clear your dry throat and try to sit up, but when you do you notice your belly isn’t as big. Automatically your hand reachs down, rubbing it and feeling the stitches. “What happened!” You turn your eyes between the two, Mrs. Cameron crying again, you yell out Rafes name but he still refuses to answer.

“I’m sorry, y/n. You’re baby didn’t make it”

The end

I know, I know. I’m sorry 😭 if you guys want an alternate happy ending I will write one for you guys. I just felt this is where the story had to go, pls don’t hate me 🥺

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[personwhowrites]

Task Force 141 plus Alejandro reaction if you’re sick.

Sadly, I have gotten the virus after being out of my country. Funny how I’m the only one that got it out my whole family, I have been vacationed but still got it. I felt like I myself needed some comfort so this came up to my mind. Sorry if it’s dry, I passed out in the middle of writing and couldn’t bring myself to write more so this is my half finish thing.

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John “Captain” Price

This man is scared of getting sick himself. He will be in the between of helping you or just staying away from you.

If ge does stay away from you, this man will stay away. Need to use the bathroom? This man will literally run everything with bleach once your out.

He will spray the whole damn base with those Air sprays that claim they will help kill the germs.

He does somewhat help you, he puts food out by your door every few minutes for you. He does make sure to get everything you need.

He does become weak when you whine about wanting a hug. He will will hug you, but don’t be surprise when he appears with twelve medical masks on his face when he does hug you.

He literally won’t let any of the members see you, his scared of you getting them sick.

He checks up on you regularly when your asleep or knocked out by the medicine he bought you.

When he sees your doing better this man will come to your room. Grab all the tissues, paper and bags of your sickness and burn it outside.

He does sometimes stays in your room while you complain about being sick. It hurts him to see you all sick and tired.

He knows it’s a risk to be in your room for so long, yet he stays then sprays himself with the spray.

If he does decide to stay with you, this man will be on his knees for you.

He will get you whatever need, Hugs, cuddles and kisses. He treats you like baby not wanting you to get up unless is for the bathroom or to shower.

When you do shower he will be right in there in the bathroom making sure you can handle yourself.

In a relationship with him or not, he won’t leave your side at any point. Will waste his whole day taking care of you.

He lets you wear his shirts for more comfortable feeling when his gone. He loves to see you sleeping in his shirts. It does something to him that he doesn’t understand.

He makes sure your comfortable at all times. Even if it means getting sick himself.

He will also keep you all to himself, won’t let the others help take care of you. He will slam the door in their face and go back to you.

He lets you wear his shirts for mo

“Price… no! Your gonna get sick because of me.” You groan as he cuddles you close. “I don’t want you sick..”

“If it means getting sick.. to take care of you it’s worth it.” Price says kissing your forehead. “Now rest up, I won’t leave you..”

Kyle “Gaz”Garrick

This man will be scared when you get sick. If you say your dying he will actually believe it and cry about it.

He will stick to you like glue, literally..he won’t leave you alone for second. If you do mange to escape him into the bathroom he will wait outside.

He does wear a medical mask around you for safety measures and because Price told him to.

He will cook you anything you wish and sneak out the base to get you whatever you want. He risks his damn career for you.

When your sleeping he will sit next to your bed and remain there. Will ignore the others when they tell him to leave you alone to rest.

Talking about the others, this man will also push them away. Not wanting them to take you a way from you. He locks the door when you don’t notice so the others don’t come in.

He will listen to you talk about the most random things, even comment stuff himself.

He will have a bunch of movies at hand for you and him to watch. He loves holding you close as you watch the movies and laugh.

If someone for example Soap brings you food he will say he bought it for you. Jealous feeds into him, he wants you to himself.

When you need to shower he will get in with you. Sometimes with clothes or without clothes. He will clean you up and wrap you in the towel like a baby. He even goes as far to dress you and carry you back to the room.

He gets super jealous if call someone else to help you with something. He starts locking the door for that reason.

He begs you to wear his shirts, so he can feel more possessive over you. He knows it’s wrong, but he loves the feeling of owning you at times.

If in a relationship or not, this man will be on his knees for you. Caring for you as if you were a goddess, kiss you no matter how sick you are.

“Gaz st—“ you says before he plants another sloppy kiss on your lips. “Your gonna get sick!”

“This might sound weird but.. I don’t care, now come here!” Gaz says with a smile before suffocating you with his hug. “Your mine y/n.”

John “Soap” MacTavish

Sick? That word isn’t in his book. This man will kiss, hug and cuddle you. No matter how sick you are, it doesn’t exist to him.

He will buy anything you talk about. He doesn’t care how much it is, only for it makes you feel better.

Like Gaz he will want to keep you to himself. He is a person that starves for your physical touch. He will let the others come in and see you, but not for to long.

When your hungry he will try his best to cook you food. Sometimes burning it, but hey it’s the thought that counts.

He does order food for you and him a lot. He try’s his best to give you all you could want while your sick. He does have to ask price to get some medicine since he doesn’t want to leave your side.

Germs doesn’t exist to this man. You sneeze? He will kiss you right after you clean your nose.

He will praise you for the smallest thing you do, even if it’s just turning to face him.

He loves holding your hand at all times, making sure you can feel comfortable with it first. He will kiss it too when your distracted looking at something on the Tv.

When you need to shower, he will do that for you. Washes your hair the most gentle way and scrubs your body the best way he can without causing harm for you. Making sure the water is warm at all times.

After the shower he will make you wear his shirts and poke at you since it’s slightly big on you.

In a relationship or not he will still hug you tightly and make sure your treated well. He doesn’t like seeing you sick ether, it pains him.

He lays down in bed with you when your ready to sleep. He won’t move an inch while you hold him tightly in your sleep. He will ignore all his needs and only pay attention to you.

He gives you massages and lets you talk about anything, like anything that comes up to your mind he will have a whole conversation until you fall asleep.

He feeds you, like baby feeds you. He doesn’t want you to lift a finger for anything unless it’s needed, like really needed.

He does clean the room when your sleeping without a need to hold you. He will make sure someone else watches you while he goes outside quickly to burn the bags of tissues away.

“..Soap?” You mumble hugging his arm. “Aren’t you worried you will get sick?”

“Sick? Please that word exist to me.” Soap responds looking at you and kisses your forehead. “Now get some rest, you need it for being so strong today.”

Simon “Ghost” Riley

This man is somewhat like price. He will try to avoid your touch when your sick. Mostly like a regular for him, but if he sees your getting worse he will react.

He will stand by your door and watch you sleep. Like a stalker vibe watch. Price will have to move him away at times to let you rest.

He isn’t one to get physical with you, yet he grabs your hands at times when your crying about being sick.

He doesn’t like you being sick, it makes him feel scared. (Shocking!) He try’s his best to confront you.

He brings you some food at times and watches you eat so he is sure you are getting the energy you need.

His silent when his in the room with you, he just sits then and watches you. Like a hawk, he only makes himself known when your about to get up for something.

When you need to shower he will stand outside the bathroom door. The others will try to ask him why, but he will remain silent until they realize the water is running in the bathroom.

When your sleeping he will lay next you and play with your hair, it’s the only chance he gets to be near you. One where you won’t ask questions about it and there is silence.

He loves it when you just ask him to stay when he gets up from the chair across the room.

Confesses his love for you while you sleep. It’s the only way he can get himself to tell you, he does it pretty much every time you sleep.

When he sees your gone form your room when he went out with Price to get medicine he will panic. Like badly panic and search the whole damn base for you only to realize you fell asleep in the bathroom.

He cleans after you, making sure the germs don’t stay in your room to long.

Now if you were in a relationship with this man. He won’t leave you alone like Gaz. He will protect you with his life.

He does lock the door when your asleep so no one enters and bothers you. Soap once came in the middle of you sleeping and screamed thinking it was funny. It wasn’t for ghost who immediately ran after him.

He holds you tightly and makes sure you sleep in one of his hoodies. So when his out on something you won’t feel alone.

He loves holding you close and will admit to you, knowing you will forget the next day about it.

Praises you like Soap, but way more. Blink? He will praise you for it, sometimes you tease him about it.

“Night Ghost.” You say laying down and immediately falling asleep.

“Mhm..” Ghost hums before waiting a couple minutes. “..I love you..”

Alejandro Vargas

This man will be taking care of you like a queen. Some similarities to Soap. He will make sure nothing bothers you.

He will cook you dozen of meals you wish for. Rodolfo softly jealous because of it.

He will make sure your comfortable, happy and good with everything around you.

Gives you a rose with every meal, morning or any activity you do with him.

He does take good care of you, giving you all the attention you could ever need from a man. He does go overboard at times without knowing it.

Like soap, he will give you a bath, but way more over the top. Putting roses, candles and romantic music in the background.

He does make you do activities all the time. He doesn’t want you laying down for to long, he thinks that’s how sick people get worse.

His does get scared when your sick, he has a bad pass with people in his life dying to sickness. (Cannon in my au)

He fears that you will be gone from him. Making him always be there for you, even ignore work for some time. Rodolfo does drag him back to work though.

In or not in a relationship with him he will still take care of you. Making sure your alright since your Wally important to him in his life. He does worry sometimes that you will be gone too long form work and comes to check on you.

Like the others he will burn the bag of germs away. He doesn’t want anyone else in his team getting sick. Pains him to see sick people at times knowing he can’t help sometimes.

He has someone watching you when his away.

He always makes sure to leave you some sort of gift around the house. So you have the energy to get up and do something.

“Mi Amor! Come on get up.” Alejandro says tugging your arm. “I don’t want you laying down to much.”

“I don’t wanna…I’m tired.”. you mumble softly only to hear a small cry form him. “Never mind! Let’s do this!”

[dyaz-stories]

Psst! Hey, Dyaz. Had you saw/read the new theory about jjk? It actually puts in context a lot of things in the latest chapters and honestly it blew my mind when I read it

Gonna put the link of the post here in case you want to read it. I'm gonna cry and scream so hard if that theory results to be true T-T

https://www.tumblr.com/thepersonperson/762115329999650816/why-the-hell-is-jjk-270-called-dreams-end?source=share

So I don't read theories because I've been around a while and I've gotten used to people making theories with tons of 'evidence' and then 99% of them end up not being true, and at this point it feels like we're just throwing stuff at the wall and trying to figure out what sticks.

With that being said, I'm never putting anything past Gege, and I am so serious in saying that this would be the worst possible ending as far as I'm concerned. My biggest criticism about Jujutsu Kaisen in recent chapters has been that it made me feel dumb for caring. I have actually been very positive about chapter 270 because of how human it felt. If it turns out that this was all in Yuuji/Megumi/whoever's mind, it's would feel like an absolute slap in the face to me.

If everyone dies and we just go to some meaningless fucking grimdark ending I'm so serious in saying that it's the kind of shit that would make me never interact with the fandom again. Like not reread the manga, not buy it, not follow the anime when it comes out again, I just genuinely would want nothing to do with it anymore, because what would have been the fucking point. I would also never touch anything he'd do ever again because if you care this little about your characters, your audience, and your story (because what would the meaning even BE if everyone was dead?? there's ONE chapter left, if that's what he's going for there's even LESS time to make something meaningful out of it), why would I?

Je vais même passer en français tellement ça m'énerve d'y penser parce que l'anglais ne me permet pas d'exprimer toute ma colère. Si jamais c'est ça qu'il se passe, j'aurais jamais été autant prise pour une conne par un manga. Genre tu me fais lire quasi 300 chapitres pour me cracher à la gueule en te marrant ? Mais mange tes putains de grands morts.

Anyway, sorry if this sounds agressive anon it's not against you AT ALL it's just that even just thinking about it makes me lose my shit. We'll see soon, but I'll probably be out of the fandom if that's what happens.

[pmak2002]

You were silent as you drove though New York. The only sound in the car was Timothee anxiously talking on the phone in French. Probably to his sister or Dad. His grandma had passed and you guys were heading to his parents house to have a shiva for his grandma.

Listening to him talk in French was normally mesmerizing and wonderful to listen too. Now he sounded anxious and sad.

By the time you got to his parents apartment he had hung up and looked at you exhaustion written all over his pale face.

“It’ll be alright my love.”

As soon as you two enter. Timothee runs right to his mother sobbing.

You greet Pauline and Marc.

“c'était un service charmant.” You say in your not so great French.

They nod and embrace you.

“nous serions venus plus tôt mais Timothée a vomi dès notre sortie du bâtiment.” You explain.

Marc frowns

“It’s quite alright Y/N” Pauline says. You glanced at Timothee. Still wrapped up in his mother’s arms.

“Oh my love you’re crushing her.” You rush over to pull him away.

“Mama.” He whines.

“I’m alright Timmy.” His mom assures him.

Timothee coughs and whimpers.

Pauline can you help him to bed. I think the funeral and everything has exhausted him. We’ll stay for a few days and help with whatever. But now he needs rest.”

Timothee continues to cry and cry. Pauline helps him to the guest bedroom to help him calm down.

“Nicole I apologize for that I know this loss has been hard on you all. But I worry…”

“Darling Y/N you’ve taken care of our son and now our family. You don’t have to apologize. Don’t be sorry about Timmy.”

Marc nods “we are devastated by this loss. We can all work through it together. I am just glad you are taking care of my son.”

You nod.

“We’ve would have come sooner if Timothee hadn’t puked as soon as we left the synagogue.”

Nicole frowned and shook her head.

“It’s quite alright. Besides no one stayed Long and we all need to rest and figure out things.”

You nod you can hear Pauline saying something to Timothee in French and despite your French lessons from Timothee and occasionally his father. You can barely make out what she’s saying to him.

You help Tim’s parents clean up from the celebration of life for Enid. While Pauline helps Timothee calm down. Eventually his crying lessens and Pauline emerges from the guest bedroom.

“Is he alright?” You question.

Pauline nods

“He finally fell asleep. You’re right he is exhausted.”

“He’s been filming things and now all this. I’m not surprised. Poor guy needs sleep.” You say.

“Has he been struggling to sleep?” His mom asks.

“He had dark circles under his eyes. When he rushed in here.” Says his father.

“He’s been all over and sometimes he wouldn’t sleep well. Worrying about work and stuff. It was improving for a while but I think this started it all up again. I don’t know how much help he’ll be.”

His parents nod and later that evening Timothee doesn’t come out to eat dinner.

You bring him a small plate of food to eat. After you’ve eaten. You find him scrolling through his phone.

“s'il te plaît, mange un petit quelque chose mon amour” you say gently as you enter the guest room.

“laisse-moi à mon chagrin et à ma souffrance” he responds

You shake your head and place the plate on the nightstand.

“I know it hurts bubba and I’m sorry.” You say before leaving him to be alone for a few more minutes until you will join him for bedtime.

Grief is exhausting and you know it’ll take a toll on all of you. It hurts to see Timothee so heartbroken and sad.

Later that night

Timothee wakes up sick every few hours. You’re up with him each time. He’s a complete mess and can’t seem to settle. At one point his mom comes in to try to help. You hated when Timothee got anxious and couldn’t sleep. He seemed far away, distant.

Eventually he falls asleep with his head in his mom’s lap. His mom gently running a hand through his curls.

“I’m sorry Nicole. I didn’t mean for him to wake you.”

“Y/N please it’s alright. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be alright. We’ll be ok. We’ll get through this.” Nicole gently massages Timothee’s scalp as he sleeps In her lap.

“Grief is hard but we’ll be ok we have each other.” Nicole says.

You nod and move closer to her. Watching Timothee sleep finally.

Nicole smiles warmly at you.

“You need rest too you know.” She says

“Oh I’m alright I slept on the flight here. I’m worried about him and you.” You gesture to Timothee.

“He’ll sleep now don’t worry. You need sleep as much as the rest of us.” She said

“You sound like my mother when I work too much.” You chuckle.

“I’m a mother and your mother in law. Of course I’d worry about you too.”

“Just rest Y/N I’ll take care of him if he wakes again.” She says

“Are you sure?” You ask.

She nods “stop worrying about him. He’s ok now.”

You nod and curl up next to Timothee and you realize just how tired you really are. Within minutes you are asleep.

A/N l came up with this idea after thinking about the loss of my grandpa and when I learned about Timothee losing his grandma in March 2022 I came up with this. So yea

[ladycamillewrites]

Against the Odds

Chapter 10 - Don't be sorry

warnings: pregnancy stuff, emotional scenes, cussing

masterlist

“Chris? Can you hear me?“

“Tom! G’day mate! I know I might’ve overstrained your nerves yesterday“ Chris sighed, suddenly feeling a bit guilty for throwing the overwhelming piece of information at his best friend on a random Thursday night. Wile he was out with Benedict.

“No, it’s- I… fuck, man“ Tom’s husky voice echoed through the Aussie’s phone, self-doubts were battling rays of hope for a brighter future in his voice. “I’m in Dubai right now“

Short silence.

“Erm, you are where?“ 

“Dubai. It’s a three hour layover but those guys have quite the comfortable business class lounge“ Tom replied, the rattling of cutlery adding to the background noises.

The gears in Chris’ head shifted fast, the realization of what his best friend was doing set in like a lightning. But honestly he didn’t expect anything else. Tom was a good man with a strong heart.

“Oh god, thank ya. Y/n is” he stopped for a second “Well, she needs you“, his voice vanishing in a whisper as he heard your high-pitched curse from upstairs. Perhaps the baby was giving his sister some thundering headaches again. A muffled giggle resounded from the actor’s vocal cords whereas Tom was on red alert.

“Is she alright? God, I should’ve come far earlier“ the Brit sighed, doing a desperate facepalm and his left forearm landed on the table with a dull smack. The Arabian specialties he ordered smelled tantalizing however, his hunger was gone.

“Bro, calm down. It’s probably just the baby doing it’s first moves. She always complains about how it tickles on the inside and she can’t do anything about it“ the Thor actor explained, trying to take the guilt from his friend. There was no real need to make him insecure by telling the first conjecture about the reason of your cry. 

“Thank god. It sounds like her“ Tom chuckled lightly, freeing his forehead from the strong grip of his hand. Planes were taking off and pushing back behind the thick windows giving him hope to finally be reunited with the woman he loved more than anything else.

And his unborn child.

“So, If nothing gets in the way I’ll be arriving in Brisbane at 2pm“. 

“I’ll pick you up, bro. Have a nice flight“ Chris hurried to say goodbye before his secret phone call would blow up.

You were bustling all around the house, finding something new to do every five minutes. The second trimester, despite of small movements of the baby and occasional migraine, was flooding you with energy and motivation to do the most random stuff at even more random times. 

“Arielle? Where are you?“ Liam’s voice echoed from downstairs. “Bathroom. Thor tries to eat my bikini bottooooooms“ you yelled back, the panic in your voice amusingly audible. The fluffy Australian Shepherd was a sweetheart. Mostly. But sometimes he turned into Satan himself and tried to annoy the hell out of you.

“Thor tries to do what?“ Your youngest brother asked, the wicked entertainment obvious. Of course he found that funny. “When you finished laughing could you please get your pretty ass up here and put that dog away-ahhhhh!“.

Liam bit his hand to repress a roaring laughter while Chris fist banged on the counter top. Another desperate try to keep it in whereas your agitated curses echoed from above. Their gazes met and both knew they were absolutely defeated. Bursting out in crippling laughter the brothers bathed in your suffering. 

“Liam and Chris fucking Hemsworth! I know y’all grinning like a shot fox. M’ gonna kill you by drowning in the sea“ you cried out before dull thuds announced you descending the stairs and approaching your brothers with the chewed string of wet fabric menacingly in your hand. “Nooo, don’t“ Liam cried out running away from you like a scared, giggling child. You were a mess with your brothers but hell, no one cared so it was just perfect. 

“You’ll buy me a new crossie, friend“ you pointed at Chris who was still choking on a slice of mango. “Why should I?“ He threw his hands up in despair before the salivated fabric hit his naked torso with a wet smack. You weren’t to play games with right now but secretly you enjoyed the childish banter.

*ding-dong*

“Arielle, could you please accept the mail?“ Chris yelled from out of the garage. He just got back from grocery shopping and you were the only one dry and inside since your nephews were having quality time with their mother in the pool. Reluctantly, you got up, hasty legs carrying you towards the big, white door. 

Lost in thoughts about Tom, the few months you relished in a perfect life with him London, you twisted the doorknob.

“Hello, my love“.

Your jaw dropped, hands flying up to cup your cheeks as the man you were thinking about nonstop stood in the doorframe, a pretty bouquet made out of lilies and roses in his hands. It felt like you were frozen, as if the person who played you as character just paused the game while Tom’s coy yet incredibly charming smile dazzled your widened eyes. 

“May I come-“ he began, but the baritone voice you had missed so much died as your lips sealed with his. It was as if there had never been a second of pause, not even the slightest touch of difference. It was beautiful whereas you felt horrible inside. Hot tears teetered in the brink of your eyelids, ready to stain Tom’s notorious blue sweater.

“I missed you, darling“ he breathed as you parted for a second, causing the dam of your eyes to breake and gushes of salty tears streamed down you reddened cheeks. 

You had basically abandoned him, left him without a trace and only a ludicrous excuse of a letter. Nevertheless, the man stood right here in front of you smiling thorough his own emotionality with the biggest doe eyes. He wasn’t angry, was he?

Honestly, you couldn’t even blame him if he was.

“Listen, Tom I- I am so fucking sorry” it blurted out of you, unable to meet his ocean blues and turning away from the door instead. Your step away allowed the Brit to enter, however, you were trying to get a safe distance. A few feet that would spare you from his beautiful face contorted in disappointment like a Bernini statue.

“Love, please” 

“No, I can’t. There’s no adequate excuse for what I have done. I should have spoken to you before I left. I should’ve told you that I am…” your voice died in the sore passageway of your throat. Tom was unaware of your biggest secret, wasn’t he?

A whole damn child spending it’s thirteenth week of live in your belly was a hell of a secret. You felt like crumbling apart.

“Pregnant? I know, y/n” Tom’s soothing voice hoisted your gaze from the floor, rays of hope sparkling in your eyes and the broadly smiling man came closer. Was he alright with it? Would he possibly want to have a child with you? A thousand scenarios rumbled through your agitated mind, images of your happy family life fighting the idea of raising him or her alone.

“How do you-“ you began, your boyfriends sharp jawline pointing at your brother as he nodded agreeing wordlessly. Chris sat in the staircase grinning like a Cheshire Cat and holding both thumbs up in an affirmative gesture. Of course. How could you’ve been so stupid to tell him and not expecting him to tell his best friend who happened to be the father. 

You scoffed, grabbing Tom’s hand and pulling him across the whole living room until you reached the terrace, elaborately peppered with exotic plants and a few loungers. Peaceful and peace was definitely what you desired the most. Inner peace with yourself and the man you were ready to lose everything else for. 

“I found out the night of the London Awards but I was already in the tenth week. Remember when I stumbled and you dragged me to the ER?” you whispered, hands playing with vivid petals of the bouquet Tom had bought you. Oh, the scent was heavenly reminding you of the unique lilly-scented washing powder Tom used for his dress shirts. 

Probably not a coincidence but a gentle innuendo.

“Oh god. Why- Why didn’t you tell me?” He panted, looking up from the glass table that separated you like bars of a mental prison. His question weighed heavy on your delicate shoulders, the tickle of your baby’s first tries of movements added oil to the fire that spread across every single sense. It felt shitty, as if you had committed a felony.

“Fuck“ you sighed, hiding your sensitive face in the last fortress of small hands. You had hurt him and blatantly so. Shifting uncomfortable on the soft leather, you stopped as his gentle fingertips brushed your bare knees, slowly pushing the hem of your dress upwards, calculated wave-like motions. “Thomas, I didn’t mean to fool you. I really didn’t. It was just… I-“ you began to stammer mid-sentence.

“Shhh“ he calmed your troubled mind, squatting from the leathery surface and reaching to grab your waist. A gentle flex of his exposed forearms lifted you upwards, coaxing you to straddle his lap. His scent invaded your nostrils like sedative gas, his touch melted your spent muscles like lava melts snow. It felt like the exact same home you left three weeks ago.

Guilt. That was what fueled your tears as soon as your face nuzzled in the crook of his neck. You had left him. Pregnant. You could never properly excuse this although your choice had been influenced heavily by the greedy, destructive voices that wanted nothing but drama and heartbreak.

“I know, darling. I could never reproach you for what you did“ he whispered, the big hand continuously tracing little circles and other swirling patterns on your back. “But I sincerely hope that you can give us a second chance“ the Brit purred carefully. “Please, love. I need you“ the last words flew silently in the Australian breeze like a heavy promise. A promise to your ears only before it got carried away.

“Would you want me back? After…well, I left you?“ You murmured barely audible against the drenched fabric of his signature sweater. Your tears had devoured his whole shoulder but the relentless sun would dry it in an instant anyway. A bit of wetness was Tom’s smallest problem at the moment.

“I’ve never not wanted you, y/n. Since the day Chris introduced me to you again I knew you would play the leading role my own, personal movie. God, I have thought about you since that day. Nonstop, not until this very second“ 

“Can we take a break from the world? Just us and the people who don’t judge for a little while? I need to get my life- we need to get our life sorted“ you paused for a little sigh, slightly hesitant to mention the ‘issue‘. “Especially since she’s with us“.

“So… you think it is a girl? Our baby?“ Tom breathed, the words sinking in like hot ash burning all his previous experiences and nurturing the new life he would be building with you. And with whoever little wonder was hiding in your womb. It was much to take in. “Our baby“ he repeated almost absent-mindedly, thoughts trailing off to how he would be a father in about… wait.

“How far along are you, love?“ The question dragged you out of the gleeful bliss of watching Tom’s gorgeous face contort in pure awe. “Fourteenth week so in the beginning of the second trimester“ you began to explain, your boyfriend’s lips twitching with every new piece of vulnerable information he got. You could almost smell his adorable excitement. 

“Wow” his soft baritone cooed, almost in sync with your giggle. “With you wearing this loose dress I could never have guessed”.

“And yes, somehow I have the feeling it’s a girl. She’ll have your beautiful curls, Tommy“. You smiled so freely and happily for the first time in a long time. Your cheeks wandered up to give way to proud, curling lips and your pregnancy glow reflected the sun like a touch of divinity. He always wanted to have children once and with you being their mother, the actor couldn’t be any happier. He never had been to be exact, in none of his earlier relationships.

Tom hummed in approval, returning your smile before your delicate hand grabbed his, guiding it towards your stomach but he stopped, steel blue doe eyes searching for consent. He was a gentleman of the first waters. Always. Even if it was about his own flesh and blood growing like a wonderful flower.

“Go on“ you smiled coyly, gaze fixed on the Brit’s unique facial features scanning them for any sign of reaction as he touched your small bump. It wasn’t too big yet but clearly visible now that you brushed the fabric of the dress. “Christ“ he breathed, a sudden warmth spreading from his palms like a calming balm. You could feel how she was enjoying her dad’s touch.

For the first time knowingly.

“You’re gonna be a father, Thomas Hiddleston“ you snickered. The angelic sound of your words and their overwhelming meaning dragged the curly haired Brit out of his trance and back into the reality he would cherish and treasure like a guard dog. 

“We- we’ll have a baby“ he eventually whimpered with a sniffy tone. The man had lost control over his words or expressions. “I thought it was impossible for me“ you mused, smiling to yourself at all the comments and bottomless accusations Nate had planted in your mind.

Bullshit. It had all been bullshit and Tom, the real love of your life, had proven it.

Nate could proudly go fuck himself because you had everything you wanted. 

But deep down you knew this triumph wouldn’t be for too long. In a few months the premiere of ‘The Moralizer‘ would take place with compulsory attendance for you and Tom. Logically the world world would know if you came.

However, you wanted to keep this piece of heaven for as long as it lasted. In private.

“God, y/n. You're growing a wonder. I can’t wait to meet him“ he chuckled pulling you in a gentle kiss and lavishly toying with your lower lip. He was devastatingly seductive as always but suave in his tender touch.

“Him? So you don’t think it’s a girl?“ You mused against his wet lips, both of your mouths curling in fond smiles and giggles. 

“Hmmm“ he hummed, the dark timbre of his voice always remaining you of Loki, the Asgardian god you had a massive movie-crush on since the first Thor movie and naturally it got progressively worse. To your defense, you weren’t alone. “No. It’s gonna be a daddy’s boy“.

“Tommy! What even is my role then? You cannot just claim little Hiddles!“ 

“Excuse me? Little Hiddles?“ Tom chuckled, butterflies swirling in his belly at your face all scrunched up in mischievous laughter and of course the cute nickname you had given the baby. He would copy that most definitely. ‘Little Hiddles’ he repeated in his head, pride swelling in his chest, the thought of you as the mother of his child was simple in it’s nature but utterly beautiful.

“Y/n, Tom? Can we talk for a second?“ A shy Elsa peeked around the corner of the brick column. She had been an angel since your arrival, the second person to know of your pregnancy in general and the best source of productive help you got so far. She had three kids after all.

“Sure, and thank you for letting me stay, Elsa. Truly“ Tom unwrapped his charming, British smile making Elsa return it a mere blink of an eye. This man was a honeytrap for every breathing being, a fluffy looking predator that could lure anyone he wished. But it was you who owned his pure heart. You and baby-Tommy, of course.

“You’re something like my brother-in-law so how could I say no?“ She giggled, sitting down opposite of you. “Have you told him about the appointment and the little thing we’ve planned?“ 

You but your lower lips, sudden nervousness cursed your veins at the thought of today’s ultrasound appointment. The biggest one in a while and with a little luck, the doc would be able to determine the gender. Hopefully, everything was alright with your little wonder. You couldn’t bear any complications in this emotionally vulnerable state. Not with the newfound happiness Tom brought with him from London. 

“Well, erm I thought you c- can“ you begun to stutter like a child, your gaze jumping from Tom’s right eyes to his left. “She has a big exam today and now that the daddy is here…“ Elsa tried to help you, nodding affirmatively until the words slipped from your tongue.

“Would you like to come with me?“ 

“If you would have me, dove“ Tom cooed with excitement tugging at his lips.

Chris’ wife was slowly melting but not from the Australian sun, no, from the utter cuteness of the whole scenario. It felt like the final, happy reunion in a rom-com with the best actors on the planet. To her you definitely were.

“And Elsa wants to organize a gender reveal party if that’s okay with you, baby“ you snickered against his muscular chest, the training for Skull Island and the Moralizer was still showing off so seductively. If everything was going well later, Tom would definitely not be allowed the leave the bedroom tonight. 

You were touch starved and so was he, his hips subtly bucking as you leaned back, temptingly putting your cleavage on display for him.

Oh, the passion never died.

“I can hear it in your voice, dove. You would love this, wouldn’t you?“ He mocked playfully, long digits flying to hold you in place. “Maybe“. The giggle spoke volumes, making the handsome Brit set up the serotonin-boosting smile you loved so much about him. The shiny teeth reflected the sun like luxurious pearls while you drowned in the ocean and sky blue shades of his almond eyes.

A beautiful man and all yours. Hopefully, forever.

“Ready? It could feel a bit cold“ the doctor asked for consent before applying the ultrasound probe on your bump. It tickled, felt weird but Tom was sitting right next to you caressing your arm and smiling like an exited kid. You wouldn’t know whether it was a girl or a boy since Elsa planned the party for you. 

The doc knew so everything that came out of his mouth were the standard affirmations. You smiled at Tom, watching him look at the monitor with an awe-struck expression painting his sharp facials.

Fuck Nate. This was exactly what you wanted. This man and this little family.

But his smile died, brows furrowed in confusion as the doctor mumbled incoherent phrases to himself, moving the probe across your belly as if he was searching something. 

“Ehm, is everything alright?“ Your dry voice was shaking and Tom’s big hand grabbed your left hand. The tension was palpable and thousands of bad scenarios began to flash in your irritated mommy-mind. 

“Oh, sorry! Yes, it is actually all good twice“ he explained, fingers moving on the monitor to make measurements or whatever this device was capable of. 

Your confused gaze met your boyfriend’s equally puzzled ocean blues, both unable to process what the doctor was trying to imply. 

“You didn’t know?“ The older man asked again, an exited grin on his thin lips. “Sorry, know what?“

“You’re expecting twins, Ms Hemsworth“ 

“I beg your pardon?“ It blurted out of Tom, disbelief written all over his gorgeous face like an emotional love letter. The shock turned into a sweet realization as the monitor got turned and you saw the two tiny beings sharing your belly like roommates.

“Well, the babies are a bit small for your stage of pregnancy but it's nothing to worry about. Both seem perfectly healthy“.

Two babies.

“Oh my god“ you breathed, mouth agape from feeling you couldn’t even describe properly. Of course, you were overwhelmed for more than just a blink of an eye and maybe would need some days to really process this. However, the main emotions were pure luck, happiness and pride swelling in your fast pounding heart when glassy eyes met Tom.

* beep beep *

“Oh, excuse me for a minute“ the friendly doctor nodded, the honest smile on his face silently congratulating the happy couple before the he left. 

“Twins, darling! You’re a wonder“ Tom sobbed, sweet tears rolling down the sharp path of his cheekbones until they hit your naked belly. It felt so wholesome yet utterly distant as you sat up, back against Tom’s chest and both staring at the on-hold image the doctor captured. 

At first you thought you would never have a baby and now… two little creatures sleeping safe and sound in your bump. The natural consequence of your love to the most perfect man on earth.

“I- I don’t… we have to buy twice as much clothes?!“ It blurted out of you, realization slowly setting like dawn. Tom just chuckled, the deep sound intertwining with happy sobs and vibrating against your neck. He held you tight, one hand sinking down to cup your belly in such loving manner, the twins would surely notice.

“Looks like I have to order two Loki jumpers then“. “Sorry, you ordered what?“ You bursted out in laughter swiftly turning your shoulders to face the grinning man. He was Loki, there was no doubt. But the stubble of his beard was kind of distracting to the image of the ethereal trickster nevertheless, you loved it as much. 

“You will be an amazing father, Tom“ you snickered, the tip of your nose touching his before his pointer brushed your chin and coaxed you into a passionate kiss. Tongues were swirling around each other, tears were mingling at your touching cheeks. This moment was one to treasure, one that was burnt deep in your memory. One that you shared with Tom forever and maybe would think about again when your twins had kids of their own…

“I’m so sorry I left you. Is there any way I could-“ but Tom was quick to interrupt “Love, we talked about this. No more apologies because I am happier than ever“ he breathed in between the heated kiss. Perhaps it grew a bit out of control, his greedy hands melting in the curves of your hips.

“Guys, I’ve heard you’re-“ Elsa stumbled in the room, the handle of her bag getting caught on the doorknob. With heavy pants you parted, mentally thanking the door for distracting your sister-in-law. There was no need for her to see you almost making out in the examination room of the local hospital, right?

“Twins!“ You grinned like a Cheshire Cat while it was still dawning on you that this meant twice the work, twice the fatigue and twice the bustle.

But hell, as if you couldn’t manage it with Tom on your side. You were ready for this luck of a challenge and so was your boyfriend, agog to tell his mom. You’ve met her already, even visited her a few times and she was so adorable. The perfect grandmother, you were sure.

Elsa squeaked like an overly exited child, jumping around to pull both of you in a hug. “Congratulations, you two“ she chirped, suddenly pulling back to stare at you with eyes widened and a silent o on her lips. “Oh gosh! I have to double up all the decoration and stuff“ it blurted out of her bestowing you a good round of laughter.

Unbeknownst to you the doctor returned, your documents and files in his hands.

“Mister Hiddleston, do you know your blood type by any chance?“ He intervened, the smile in his voice audible as the sweet serotonin swirling in the air infiltrated him as well. 

“A negative, sir“ his answer came like shot leaving Elsa and you startled, exchanging funny looks as the doc completed the entries in your maternity record. “Well, you could shoot me in the leg and I wouldn’t know“ your best friend quipped nudging Tom in the side to elicit some kind of explanation.  

Tom’s amused chuckle warmed your heart as you smoothened your blouse again, turning on the medical couch, your legs dangling freely. “While filming Skull Island they needed to know in case anyone got injured in the backland of Vietnam“ he explained, smiling at all the interesting memories he made.

“Have you heard that mini-Hiddlestons? Your daddy is a pretty cool guy“ you cackled, caressing the small bump hidden by comfortable leggings.

“Twins? Are you kidding me mate?“ Chris’ deep voice echoed through the whole house as Tom proudly presented the ultrasound picture the doc gave you. “What?“ India squeaked running towards her daddy and swiftly grabbing the photo. Logically, it was just a weird black and white image of something she was far too young to realize but her youthful joy was unstoppable. 

“Like Tristan and Sasha?“ She asked Tom, small eyebrows furrowed in concentration to process the gleeful situation. India had idolized her aunt y/n since the day she was born and finding out there would be more kids in her family soon was totally awesome to her.

“Exactly. Maybe this kind of luck runs in the Hemsworth-blood?“ Tom joked patting his bro’s shoulders; the man as hard as rock yet fighting happy tears like a toddler. “You have no idea what multiplying this kind of work means“ your big brother tried to detract from his emotionality but Tom just laughed it off.

There was no space for worries or fears right now. Just bliss.

“Chris, what the hell?“ Liam intervened crossing his arms in front of his chest defensively. The youngest brother sometimes actually was the most reasonable. “Are you really just terrifying him? Give this man a break“.

“Exactly, Chris. Listen to your brother“ you feigned seriousness while jumping on Liam’s back letting him carry you around the house like a human horse. “To the fridge“ you commanded strictly, extending one arm with your fingers pointing to the kitchen.

The mini-Hiddles were hungry so the mango in the fridge was destined to die.

The other mango you knew was certainly better suited for more private times…

“Lucky you. The last few days she wanted me to drive her to Macca’s“ Chris sighed, getting up to indulge his begging daughter’s wish to go play with Thor. Tom was left turning around on the couch, his right arm resting on the backrest so that he could watch his beautiful y/n bickering with her brother. She was perfect, curling the corners of lips upwards with ease. 

After you were finished arguing with Liam on how to cut a mango the right way, you were huddled up in Tom’s strong arms, the two of you enjoying the privacy at the pool. Light blue pool lights were creating flickering and swaying rays with the tiny waves rippling across the water surface. It was so peaceful, and so was your heart. Almost.

“Tommy?“ “Hmm?“ He hummed, eyes closed and tired from the excruciatingly long day. A stop-over flight, a fateful talk and finding out he was gonna be the dad of twins had the Brit’s mind dizzy.

However, it was a good kind of dizzy, the way you would feel after a fun rollercoaster ride. 

“What do you say about taking some time off? I want to to savor this with you before we have to face reality again“ you spoke, barely audible in the valley between his biceps and torso. You knew it was going to happen and the media outcry would be heavy. Needless to say you weren’t keen on Nate’s fucking stupid comments. 

But they would meet your ears soon enough and you wanted to be prepared.

“Of course. I already told my manager about a break due to personal reasons. Are three weeks fine with you, darling?“ He cooed, dexterous digits toying with a strand of your hair sprawled across his bare chest. You could feel his defined pectorals flexing as his arm reached out to cradle your figure lovingly. 

“More than fine, my love“ you grinned up at him. “We will be stronger than ever“ He added while his ocean blues wandered your bikini clad body greedily. Oh, how well you knew this look and what would follow. 

“I hope so, Tommy. But let’s not waste time on those idiots, shall we?“ You chirped, his subtle beard tickling your delicate skin as your lips sealed agin.

a/n: twins guyssss 🎉 let's see if the newfound happiness lasts

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[knight-already]

What if --

The woman's blouses Severus wears isn't because he’s poor what if it was his grandmothers who recently died?  -- 

Okay hear me out, I always thought that for the longest while The Snape's lives with Tobias’ mother. She was super kind and helpful -- she mainly did the upkeep of the house and taught Eileen along the way but she did the majority its what she did for the longest while. Tobias’ mum even helped helped with Severus for as long as she was able from pregnancy to when he was like 6/7 when she died. She took a lot of weight and pressure off of Eileen. 

But I also feel like Tobias’ mum wouldn’t stand for ANYONE being mean to her grandson. So slowly Eileen and Tobias just let it happen, she was more a parent to Severus than his parents.

 and once she died and it all fell back on Eileen -- Who Severus never really listened too and she never really had to mange the house, Tobias and her son  all on her own before so things were falling apart and fast. Plus they were all grieving and Tobias and Eileen were always arguing. 

With his Da always coming back late and his mother always busy with cooking or clothes or cleaning Severus wore his gram’s old blouses because he didn't know what else to do.   

On a brighter side

Imagine when the magic stuff all came out and Tobias and Eileen were fighting when she wasn't home, 

like could you imagine his little old mother taking it in stride seeing her precious baby one the floor crying his eyes out and she’s just like shuts it all down. 

“So what if he’s a little different?” she’d say to Tobias, “You and Leeny’s problem is yours but keep my grandchild’s name out of your mouth. He and Leeny aint leaving this  house, you’s a grown man I cant stop you, talk it out with Leeny but neither of them is leaving, ya hear me?”

“You’re picking her side!”

“I’m picking my grandson side. He didn’t ask for this, and he didn't ask to be born either. He’s just as scared as you are.”

Looks at Severus playing outside** more like sitting sadly

“He is as smart as his ma, he knows everything you said, so you better make it up to him.”

[phyrestartr]

OMGOMGOGMG U LIKE MHA TOO!!!!! I love the todoroki family SOO much the ending felt so short n lackluster 😭 like it was GOOD but i personally wanted MORE!!!! Dabi and Shoto's dynamic is so interesting and I REALLY wanted to see them interact more outside of the fight scenes

YESSS I used to be obsessed with heroaca for the longest time 😭 then it started veering into KNY and I only popped into the manga to look for Touya-related stuff. (tbh I think I'm just too old/my interests don't really reside in the whole pure "THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP AND UNDERSTANDING WILL SAVE YOU" type protagonist/story. Much rather how some ppl are just bad and cannot be "saved," which is why I enjoy JJK so much)

THEN when the Touya arc in the war was done, I stopped reading altogether until the latest chap bc I wanted to see what happened w my crispy chikkin nugget boi. And then, naturally, nothing happened, resolutions are going to happen off-screen in a future we don't get to witness (probably), and he's just gonna wither away into nugget ash.

Hori did a wonderful job building up Dabi, lacing him w mystery enough that the fanbase regularly argued abt if Dabi was Touya until the reveal, and then the revealed backstory was good and the fight was very uuuuuuh IDK LOL I think the anime will be more exciting than the mangs, bc the manga and the way it pushed and pulled was so uninteresting, and we all expected Endeavor and Touya to fight but instead it was Shouto and Touya, which was such a buzzkill imo?? (Could be remembering that wrong tho the manga went on for way too long w way too many characters). IDK I'M JUST SO DISSATISFIED LOL. AND THE OPPORTUNITY TO HEAL TOUYA W ERI IS THERE BUT INSTEAD WE LET HIM DIE IG?? O K A Y.

I really do love the Touya/Shouto character foils, but the fact that THAT wasn't built up as a motivator Touya over the Enji drama is so aggravating bc the payoff doesn't match up. Natsuo and Fuyumi and Rei not even really having a backstory/relationship w Touya is so mid, too like fjakbekrkkdkzka SO MUCH MORE COULD HAVE BEEN DONE AND IT COULD HAVE BEEN SO INTERESTING. BUT IT WAS PUNTED ASIDE FOR THE SAKE OF A MID AF A-PLOT LIKE o(--( I WANT TO KNOW MORE ABT *TOUYA* NOE THAT DABI IS GONE U FEEL ME

SORRY FOR LONG REPLY IM UUST SO UPSET BC TOUYA IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE CHARACTERS EVER BRO IM SO MAD!!!!! AND JUST MAKING HIM CRY EVEN THO I THOUGHT HIS TEAR DUCTS WERE GONERS AND THEN BE LIKE "SOZ SHOUTO" LIKE BRO WHAT FOR U DID ALL UR SHIT IN THE NAME OF ENDEAVOR LIKE-- im tired

[wetsnifflesneeze]

Carolina & Alison (cold) (f/f) (sneezefic) (part 1?)

Carolina was awoken by a notification on her phone just after she had drifted off to sleep, she rolled over to check it and frowned when she saw it was from her girlfriend Alison. It's not that she wasn't happy to hear from her or didn't want to talk to her but it was just highly unusual for Alison to text after midnight. The girl just wasn't a night owl. The message simply read "hey" so Carolina typed out her reply:

"hey baby, it's late for you.. you okay?"

"can't sleep :( "

"Oh, I'm sorry honey. Do you want to talk a little? I can call you and stay 'til you fall asleep.

"Okay yes please"

Carolina calls and Alison picks up:

"Hi Car"

"Hi sweetie, so what's keeping you awake?"

"Uhm I don't know... *Snff* my throat kind of hurts... and my head"

"Oh angel... I'm sorry you don't feel good. So since when? You didn't tell me."

"Just since this afternoon really.."

"Okay, had I have known I'd be there with you right now. Making you tea and giving you painkillers, you'd already be sleeping and I'd be cuddling you."

"Just didn't want to bother you.. I'm sorry"

Car heard some sniffles and shaky breath, it sounded like Alison was crying. It broke her heart that she made her feel bad about not telling her. "Shhh Ali, baby, hey it's okay, I'm sorry. Listen I'm coming over right now, okay. I love you."

"*Snff* *SNNFfF* okay, love you." Ali replied her voice now a bit congested.

30 minutes later Carolina was there in her girlfriend's room, she had grabbed some medicine before leaving and also some tissues as she could hear from the phonecall her poor girlfriend was all congested.

"Hey boo" she says gently as she gets into Ali's bed and immediately begins to spoon her and kisses her cheek, which feels warm to her lips but then again she had just been outside in the cold nighttime air so it made sense.

"Hey baby" Ali says while giving her girlfriend a loving smile which shows she was truly happy to see her. "Thank you for coming"

"You don't need to thank me, precious. Seriously I'm here because I want to be"

Ali rolled over so she could rest her head on Carolina's chest and wrap her arms around her waist. "I was so cold without you *TIIISSSHEW*" a sneeze somehow soft but very suden escapes" Ali manges to catch most of the wetness in one of her hands.

"Bless you, angel. You were cold hmm? You feel warm to me I must say, I think you might have a little fever" Carolina says as she reached one of her hands to Ali's forehead.

Ali is still sniffling after the sneeze when her breath starts hitching again "uh ah hah haEETIIISSSSHEW" Carolina's arm was in front of her, she didn't want to sneeze all over her girlfriend so she ducked her head into her pyjama top and sneezed on her own chest instead.

"Bless you, poor love. You have a fever so I'm going to need you to take these ibuprofen okay? so your head will stop hurting" She kissed her forehead and then kissed her nose and then her throat. Giving attention to each part of Ali's body she knew was hurting.

"Wow, you evend brought bedicine. You're the best girlfriend"

"I did sweetie, and I also brought some tissues. I think you might need to blow your nose now"

"Mhmm, yeah I do" Ali nodded shyly.

"Go ahead honey don't be shy okay we've all been there" Caroline chuckled and made Ali feel totally at ease.

Ali blew her nose twice to relieve some congestion. "Good girl" Carolina approved. She leaned towards Ali's lips and they exchanged a few gentle kisses. She then got some Vaporub and applied it to Ali's chest. "Oh, I love this stuff it smells so good"

"I know right, it's the best" Carolina smiled, pleased that her gf was happily receiving this intimate care. "Now I'm going to get you some hot lemon and honey tea for your throat. Then we'll sleep.

....Well I hope some of you enjoy! It was quite fun to write. I kind of like where it's going so I might add more parts (with more sneezing)... 😘

[donewithflare]

Smash or Pass! 💖all agents.💖 😘😈

"I'm doing fucking what?" Agent Flare growled as her hair and makeup team were adding the finishing touches. Her fingers were inches away from creating a minor explosion to inconvenience the whole set. However, her PR team reminded her how she needed to "soften" her image and seem "close" to the fellow Cerberus Agents. And of course they came up with the most convoluted plan yet.

"One...two...three...action." a director shouted as the cameras started rolling. Agent Flare sat in a film chair with a white background with prompt cards in her hand.

Her cheeks were aching from all the false smiling. Agent Flare sits up straighter and uses her best 'Disney Channel Voice' that she could. "Hi this is Agent Flare! You are watching Smash or Pass! On the JEST Network!"

And in that moment she felt apart of her soul die.

"I guess Round One is looking at the Level I Agents, oh how fucking fitting," Zaya pauses, "Oops I shouldn't swear...are you guys going to bleep that? Oh you are, let's fucking go then!" At lease Zaya would have the comfort of swearing through all these PR lies. With each name that she called out, their would be an graphic of the agent.

"Agent Whirpool. Pass, I just don't see their being a spark between water and explosions. He is...an agent who goes with his own flow. We aren't riding the same wave at all. Not now not ever!!

"Agent Lotus...smash. Think I would have to buy her dinner first? Who know...what do I fucking say about these things?" Zaya allows herself some mess ups for filler and gifs of her laughing to be used.

"Agent Hades...smash. Could you mange the heat? Fire and explosions, it just writes itself huh? Just plenty of fucking hot." Zaya winks playfully whilst laughing, her laughter really a cry for the pain she was in from all this.

"Agent Glimmer...pass. Sweet. But I'm someone who is a little more into spice." Comparing stuff to types of flavors always had lowkey sexual undertones, that's sort of shit the fanbase would eat up.

"Agent Winter...smash maybe? Like I feel like we could have a fun time, see this as something that the camera would love. So I guess smash?" she was trying her hardest to make herself more relatable.

"Agent Granite...pass...would be a pretty rocky relationship" Zaya shrugs,"That was a really bad fucking joke. Sorry not sorry."

"Agent Ymir, easy Smash, come on you all know that one is an easy one for me!" she acts faked flustered,"Oh stop, you know I like to keep things about us close to the chest. Oops I said too much already,next,"

"Agent Loveshot," Zaya pauses looking at the camera and pointing between where the graphic would be,"It would be a smash. A hot smash.He is hot, I'm hot. It is really simple math. People have seen how we fight together...I'll let fanfiction fill in the rest."

"Agent Prince Harry...pass, next..." she could only say some many nice things in a day and the thought made her stomach flip.

"Agent Viper..smash but pass. Does that make sense? I mean it could...but maybe for the best if we didn't?" She had no idea at what she was saying at this point.

"Agent Flare, I'm on this list? Well smash, duh," Zaya laughs knowing it as the only truth."

Round Two and Three became a blurr for her because anyone not a level three agent was not really worth her freaking time. Maybe some of the comments have more honest undertones then needed.

"Agent Andromeda...smash. Taking me to see other galaxies or some shit like that when we get in the sheets," she does another awkward wink to the camera.

Her soul was fucking dying. How many names to go?

"Agent Prometheus...pass, think we'd vibe in a different way." Zaya nods continuously at the screen.

"Agent Echo....smash. Could be such a beautiful memory.Maybe?"

"Agent OG...BIG PASS. I would break the soft boy," Zaya meant it

"Agent Lucidity...happened in a dream once. Smash," she hoped that people would understand the meme she was going on about. If not it was just a shot in the dark.

"Agent Cobra...pass. But they are super nice though More like a drinking buddy!"

"Agent Rain...again pass just think I would be too much for them. Though they might not mind getting a little..." Zay cuts herself off,"You can have that thought.

By the names...Zaya had no fucking clue who half these people were and was going on vibes,

"Agent Icarus...pass. Sorry may have flown a little too close to the sun,since you know...I'm pretty fucking hot."

"Agent Hermes...smash. Named after a greek god has got to tell you a lot. I mean come on...perfection." her tone a little higher. Damn she was lying through her teeth.

"Agent Phoenix...pass. No more questions. Next," she knew where they two of them stand with complete and utter loathing. No fucking need to even say anything nice there.

"Agent Delphi...smash. But I feel like it would be really romantic like. With talking, candles and feelings." Zaya nods believing it.

"Agent Legion...pass a cold beer because Legion we all know how we feel about Legion." She was not about to get deep thinking about parental feeling at all.

"Agent Jester...I'll be kind and say smash. Could be something interesting. Again the fanfictions is all I'm going to mention" Zaya shrugs speaking all the empty comments. Just what would get the her Flarey Lights hyped or some shit.

"Agent Billiard...pass. Sorry but somethings are just not meant to be."

Agent Wraith...pass..seems like someone you'd talk about things and stuff with?" She kept it vague.

"Agent Oracle...pass. I ain't fucking around with people with powers like that. No fucking way." Zaya dismisses.

"Agent..."Zaya pauses as the place where her heart is meant to be, She clears her throat,"Splitter...pass probably could be with someone way better. Might deserve better too."

"Agent Levitas....pass think they would levitate away from me. Never be the one chasing someone else!"

"Agent Knockout..pass. It would be too much for me to be able to handle."

"Agent Cupcake..smash...mmm look at those sweet cheeks. I mean I couldn't resist!" Zaya laughs harder, this was stupidity, please, please be over.

"Agent Reaper would be a pass." Zaya flips her hair ,"This hotness is not ready to meet the hands of death."

"Agent Amo..ntons..pass cause I can't even fucking pronounce the name. Like the fuck?" Zaya once again had no freaking idea this was.

AND FINALLY SHE WAS FINISHED. When out of the blue she heard familiar laughter feel the air. A sunken feeling hit as her blood began to boil.

"Wait a fucking second? Jester?! Jester set this fucking up? Just to see if I would smash them??" Agent Flare roared, sparks of explosions igniting in her hand,"Their ass better fucking run!!"

[jimimn]

Yes, I know. I don't feel that emptiness yet because I still have so much to catch up on but I know the feeling. Actually, I usually feel like that when an album drops and I listen to all the songs, watch the mv and then it hits me... Now what? Like I have been waiting for this, I was hyped for this with promo and teasers, and then it drops, I listen to it, and then... Then what. Obviously the promo starts again/continues but during those few hours between the album dropping and the first next promotion, I do feel that emptiness. Especially with a bias, it would feel a bit different I think? I was the most excited for Jimin since he is THE™ bias for me, and that emptiness really hit me after I listened to everything. I imagine that's also why you might feel like this? And it's not pathetic <3 I think it's nice that you find your source of happiness in them, and that they can make your day better <3 They do the same for me and I'm always so grateful that even on the days when I'm either crying or want to cry all day because of my anxiety or chronic headaches, they can still make me smile and feel a bit better.

Someone on twitter said the same thing, that it'll be bts vs bts and there was a reply that they are not even gonna be at award shows because they'll all be in military and I was like BOO 😭😭 stop reminding us of that. 💔

I ordered my album through a group order because I will not be paying for weverse shipping 😭 so I obviously couldn't apply for the raffle since I wasn't the one ordering, but I told my sister that even if I could apply and even if I won, I still wouldn't call him 😭 Like Jimin I love you to the moon and back but I will not be getting on a phone call with you. I wouldn't even know how to act, let alone what to say. 😭

Oh no why would you read the lyrics too 😭😭😭 Jimin truly deserves everything. And I will ever understand people who campaign for more more more. We always see just how fucking much they work for everything. He's literally lying on the practice room floor... It breaks my heart every time he talks about his muscle pain, which he had again during the dance practice... I will never forget that conversation between him and his trainer/medical person in one of the docus... As long as he is in this line of work, he will continue to have these problems. And it just breaks my heart because Jimin is a * dancer *. And his body can't handle him being a dancer. And I will never get over this, because one day he will have to say that it's too much for him, one day even he has to admit that he can't do it anymore. And I'm terrified that it's going to be sooner than he would like to admit it. I really don't want to sound like those people who always pretend to know what's best for them and manage them... I just really really feel bad for him every time he talks about this. He lived with this condition for years, and it'll probably get worse and I just hate it. He is a dancer with a body that can't handle dancing.

Anyway I didn't want to make myself sad but I always do akandndjsns at least I got Jikook holding hands for 13 hours today 💔 So yeah, I just wanted to say that he already works a LOT. And we know Jimin, he always gives his 613%. And that is exactly why he deserves every single praise and award and achievement. And hopefully more of those will come in the future 💜

(ps. Mang is so fucking cute 😭😭😭 now I want a Mang plushie 😭) -🦋

adding read more just because <3

For me I think that part is the most exciting because I keep listening to the songs and keep getting to know the song more (melody, lyrics, adlibs, etc) and then read the theories and see people point out some part of the song that they thought was so good and then to listen to the song and pay more attention to the part that the person mentioned, all of that small stuff, it makes me feel really excited. It's the time after when everything's over that I feel empty. So yeah like it can be different for every one. After Yoongi's album drops we dive straight into the tour a week later so I'm really glad that I'll have something to hang onto. I really really hope they have atleast one day for online streaming because I NEEEEED to see him one way or another 😭😭😭😭😭 I hope they have the show on 29th livestreamed because that'll be a holiday for me 😭 pls manifest ok? 😭 oh and same, although this has happened a lot of times now but last year I was just about to have a huge breakdown because of something at work and I was super anxious and on the verge of a horrible breakdown but jimin posted the picture that is my icon now and just like that I was smiling and my anxiety reduced by a LOT not even kidding 😭

HELLLOOOOO why would they say that 😭😭😭 no m******y talks in this household 😭😭😭😭😭 i really hope they go after the award season tho 😭 If they go on Feb 2024, they'll come back probably September 2025 😭😭😭😭

Omg right... In my three years of stanning I JUST started posting on weverse and commenting on their lives like two weeks ago. I would NOT be able to handle a fancall i would not be able to show my face to jimin fjdkhffkrkhdkdk. Me and my friend joke about how we would probably walk in the opposite direction if we were to ever see bts in the wild (as in like at a restaurant in some foreign land or sth) fhfkjdkrkd.

I read the lyrics too bc i like hurting myself i guess 🥲🥲🥲 oh and I know right. I saw people being unsatisfied with Jimin's promotion, like hell did you see how hard he worked???? how much he gave us???? he gave us so many performances so much content 😭 just stfu and let him rest now 😭 people don't realise that they are insulting them when they say these things. It has been repeatedly said that they are themselves planning everything so why would you complain and want them to put in even more work than they already are? they are giving us their best 😭 It broke my heart into pieces when hobi said at the end of his docu that it bothered him when people said his promotions weren't enough. Just made me so incredibly sad. And yeah god jimin's muscle pain, broke my heart seeing how exhausted he was. He worked so so so hard 😭 Stayed even after the dancers left to perfect his steps. Yoongi himself said he saw jimin practice a lot 😭 and then people just mindlessly ask for more .. ugh anyway I don't want to get into this further it makes me really mad and sad 😭

JIKOOK <33333 you won't believe but when last week during the live jimin said that jungkook came to see him practice, i hoped for a second that maybe if we could get the practice video, but we've never usually gotten that unless it's for a concert or something. So I shrugged the thought that maybe we won't. But then when i saw the notification yesterday i was like omg what if 😭😭😭😭😭😭 and when i saw jungkook i squealed bc yayyy my wishes just came true fhkfhfjrhrjd. they just really need the slightest chance to hold hands don't they 😔😔😔 still waiting for them to hang out and for jungkook to make his ramyeon recipe for jimin 😔 waiting for that live notification 😔 (this is just wishful thinking btw I'm not being serious abt this .......... or .... hahahahahamaybeiam ) and yep same, i hope he gets everything that he deserves in return for the hard work that he put in 🥺 (RIGHHHTTTT MANG IS A REAL CUTIEEEE 😭😭😭 the heart shaped smile has all my heart <3333)

(also, and please don't take this any other way, I'm running a little anxious since the past few days and answering long asks is getting a little more overwhelming than usual, so I won't be able to do it for a while. I absolutely love talking to you but it'll be difficult for me to answer long asks while I'm feeling this way [and why I'm feeling this way is in no way related to your asks okay please don't misunderstand 😭] I hope you understand. But screaming about stuff is always welcome in my inbox 🥺)

[bunnyrhe]

Hey author nim can you please do a scenario where the little reader gets hurt around or because one of the members and she then refuses to talk to that member because she was in a really young mind set? But then that member ends up crying because they all just love her too much and she kinda ignores him but then quickly feels bad when she sees him crying. I hope I'm not asking for too much!

Owwies

Summary: pt1 of a mini series I'm doing bc of In the Soop s2. NO SPOILERS. Just cute little mc doing cute stuff with CG bts.

Warning:accidental injuries, nothing too serious though

The maknaes were jumping on the trampoline while Joon was at the grill. They wanted BBQ ribs tonight and begged Jin-hyung to make it as their vacation dinner. Bubba let you sit on a blanket near his chair, few steps away from the grill to keep you out of the smoke. You were coloring in your Min Shooky page, with your Mang stuffy to keep you company.

You looked up at the boys hearing another round of laughter from them. They were loud boisterous and happy on the trampoline. 

"Only a few more minutes then I'll take your dino nuggets off okay?" Bubba patted your head,setting down the tea towel he used on his shoulder.

"Kay...Bubba, I wan jump too,"

"Baby, they're being a bit rough, are you sure?" 

I looked over his shoulder watching as Tata did back flips and Oppa and Minnie Dada cheered him on, bouncing and doing cool tricks of their own.

My eyes glazed over with stars, jaw dropping,"I'm sure."

"Yah, be careful with her in here. No more horseplay."Namjoon cautioned them,helping me inside the trampoline by holding the thin mesh curtain aside for me.

"We know hyung, we know. Hey baby! Want to see me do a back flip?"

"Yeah!"

I was buncing on my own in the corner trying to bounce on my butt then get back up. I ended up falling down and rolling over backwards. I heard my neck pop and immediately my heart picked up pace. 

I scrambled over onto my side sitting up and shrugging my shoulder around,moving my head gently to see if anything was damaged. It was hard staying still long enough to do it,every bounce sending shockwaves through me making me afraid to move. Held onto my neck looking out toward Bubba at the grill, his back to me. I could see him when the boys were mid bounce. 

Yoongi Daddy came outside from the kitchen over to the grill, making eye contact with me when he came into view. 

I wanted to scream but I was so scared. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I shuffled into the corner. My hands felt hot and my body felt cold. I could hear my heart beat thumping in my ears, muffling all other sounds except for this high pitched screeching.

"Baby? Yn!" Daddy yelled for me."yn! Stop jumping!"

"Daddy! "

"Stop it. Help her out of there." He grunted holding his arms out to me,watching me dash into his arms."Okay baby where's the owwie? Tell daddy tell daddy... on your neck? Let daddy look how does it feel when I do this? My poor baby does it hurt when you move it? No? Okay that's good. Let's get some ice on it, okay? "

"Jungkook, get the ice." Bubba ordered, not looking away from me."Didn't I tell you three to behave in there with her? You don't turn your back on her when she's little and doing these dangerous things. It's not safe!"

"I heard my baby broke her neck! What!" Jin Appa ran outside lugging a first aid kit, Papa Hobi and Oppa behind him. 

"I have the doctor on the phone,Namjoon. He said rest, ice compression and elevate. RICE do RICE,"

"Move your rice, let me see my baby!" Jin hyung pushed him aside,"where is it hurting? Tell me the pain!I'll fix the booboo!"

"It don hurt, just sore." 

"Tell the doctor it's sore, what does that mean?" Jin looked up to Papa hands unsteady as he opened the kit.

"He said ice it and keep it elevated." Papa urged,setting the ice on the neck. "Pillow okay lie down,there she goes. Safe and sound where she belongs. " Jin sat at your shoulders,going over the first aid kit contents to look for muscle relaxer.

"If it hurts in the night call him and he'll set up a head CT." Papa told Bubba.

"You let her get in that death trap,Namjoon?" Daddy scowled.

"I turned my back away for a second!"

"One second oh my God. You're never allowed in that thing again. Big or little. My precious baby hurt herself oh my goodness. Thank God you're alright." Appa kissed your forehead.

Tata sniffled, holding out your Tata plushy to you as a peace offering."Baby? How does it feel?"

You huffed at him, feeling slighted that he didn't notice you needed him. He just kept on bouncing."Baby I'm sorry, let me rub her neck Jin-hyung." 

"I'm sorry babygirl," he wiped his eyes, gently applying muscle rub.

"It's okay ,TaTa. You didn't mean to." You whispered to him. 

"I'll hold the ice, "Minnie Pubba offered ,holding it on the other side of where Tata rubbed. "You're gonna be okay ,little one. We have you, Pubba has you."

[starfire-s]

here's a list of the best, mediocre and worst kdramas i watched in 2021

back by popular demand (shoutout to the one person who asked me to do this) it's my 2021 best, mediocre and worst kdrama list! just letting you all know i did not watch many kdramas this year so this list is going to look a little sad and empty (in other words many dramas will be missing because i did not watch them) lmao but i had fun making this list so that's what actually matters! anyways as always all opinions are my own so just sit back and enjoy... or don't up to you really!

THE BEST KDRAMAS -

run on - they dropped this show early on in the year and i don't think any kdrama came close to how good this one actually was! run on set the bar too high too early and it was all kinda downhill from there in terms of good kdramas! the main leads and second leads in this show were such good characters and so unique! like honestly shoutout to ki seon gyeom (my beloved) for being the best male lead to ever grace my tv screen in my kdrama journey! just a fun and chaotic kdrama (with no love triangles!!!) like i am so glad this aired at the same time as true beauty because the serotonin true beauty took away from me run on would give back and for that i am grateful! 10/10

doom at your service - before i watched this kdrama i never understood the hype about seo in guk and then i watched this kdrama and i was a changed person forever! his acting as myul mang (kim saram) in this kdrama was sooo good i cannot praise him enough! also the chemistry between seo in guk and park bo young still makes me insane! i think we can all agree the "love me to the point you want to destroy the world for me" line ended us all on sight we were not ready but it's all about the romance, the line delivery, the chemistry, the chaoticness of that scene! also i still find it funny that the writers gave the love triangle to the second leads in this show and just let them do their own thing on the side which was fine i guess because the leads were just saying and doing romance and being chaotic 24/7 while the second leads were caught in the love triangle (which i ignored tbh even though the love triangle had some of my fave actors in it) lmao anyways myul mang x dong kyung 4ever and ever!! 9/10 (i know you all won't agree but this is my kdrama list and i had fun watching this so... lol)

navillera - song kang's range like wow can't believe he gave me this kdrama and nevertheless in the same year! i loved this little show about a grandpa and young ballet dancer just finding each other and growing together in their own way! the way chae rok gained a family through the grandpa and the grandpa was able to fulfil his lifelong dream of doing ballet it was so sweet! no show on this list made me cry like this one like truly every week i would be in tears! on another note song kang in ballet clothes wow what a look lmao 8/10

squid game - the urge to say "i watched kdramas before squid game" is always so strong also "i knew wi ha joon before squid game and when he played a baseball uncle in 18 again" lmao i think this show was very interesting i think it highlighted many of the things which are prevalent in today's world e.g. capitalism and rich people being vile and all... you know the fun stuff! overall a good show i am just very happy to see kdramas getting the hype but then i also want to be all THIS IS MY NICHE INTEREST!!!!! lol 7.5/10

so i married an anti fan - this show was actually a 2017 show which was released in 2021 but i had so much fun watching it!! it had the essence of why i started watching kdramas in the first place like i always love me a good stupid rom com and this show was exactly that! the villain or second lead(?) idk what to call him was so annoying i hated him the second female lead was also very annoying and i did not care about them at all! i also found it funny that the male lead was playing the character of a very famous kpop idol and we only really saw him singing one song over and over again which still makes me laugh like yes king give us nothing 😭 overall a 7/10 and yes i gave squid game a 7.5 and this show a 7... cry about it lol

THE MEDIOCRE KDRAMAS -

the king's affection - confession time i dropped this kdrama after episode 11! there was no particular reason why i dropped the show it's just i missed one episode while it was airing and then just never got the urge to catch up?? however, let me say this show was good i enjoyed seeing rowoon being a himbo! also loved that his character accepted his feelings towards "the king" and wasn't weird about it the way most kdramas do it like he truly was a bicon in this drama!!! park eun bin also played the role of "the prince/king" so well and i really loved seeing her on my screen on a weekly basis! and we all love a good height difference between the leads so 6/10

my roommate is a gumiho - this show started off very good and it was so funny especially with the whole "you have my marble!" and then half way through it kinda lost it's way... lol idk what happened maybe it was the red thread of fate storyline that pissed me off because then the second lead kept getting dragged into the mess with the leads against his own will which i did not enjoy watching at all?? also it annoyed me when woo yeo became a professor at the university lee dam was at... because why add the student-professor romance aspect when it wasn't needed?? so by this point i guess i was only watching for hye sun and jae jin because they were also very very cute! overall a cute show but could have been better if they executed the second half of the storyline better 5/10

THE WORST KDRAMAS -

sunbae don't put on that lipstick - so firstly everyone was baited with a noona romance and the show wasn't any of that! secondly what was the plot does anyone actually know because up until this day i do not understand what this show was about? maybe it was about the sunbae not putting on the lipstick... maybe it was about something else so i feel like this is something WE will never know (did y'all see what i did there lmao) rowoon looked very good every single episode like his office clothes made him look even taller ahsjsj but other than that i cannot say one good thing about this kdrama because i actually don't know what i watched during those 16 episodes i did watch a solid 3.5/10 because rowoon looked hot so congrats to rowoon!

true beauty - lets all take a moment and give a shoutout to hwang in yeop (thank you for your service and for giving me sls this year as well king 🤡) okay now that we're all done appreciating hwang in yeop lets get to the reviewing part! i mean i didn't go into this show thinking it was going to be groundbreaking or anything like that but it was actually so stupid?? suho (eunwoo deserved better) stans close your eyes... but he was such a one dimensional male lead like he was rude to ju kyung for no reason and literally bullied her when he found out her "secret" and then after they started dating he left to america which understandable his father was sick but then he broke up with ju kyung via a phone call then showed up 3 years later acting like nothing had happened and then went ahead and stalked ju kyung??? and the writers actually want me to believe that seo jun just hung around ju kyung for 3 years and didn't confess and only confessed when suho came back... stupid!!! if i could use one word to describe this show it would be stupid because that's what it was!!! (this show also said no ❤️ to female friendships) however there were some parts i liked about this show and that was when suho and seo jun became friends again after clearing their misunderstandings (after that dramatic car accident scene which still makes me laugh) but other than that i have nothing good to say so i will stop 3/10 because one point each for hwang in yeop, moon ga young and cha eunwoo!!

nevertheless - so before i watched the kdrama i read the webtoon (which i paid $10 to read rip to that money i will never get back you are truly missed) but somehow the kdrama was worse than the webtoon which is so funny to me like how do you make something terrible even more terrible??? i just think everything about this show was not good... as i said before i know han so hee and song kang can act but throughout this show it's like they forgot everything about acting? also yes we all knew park "do you want to see my butterflies" jae eon was a red flag and we all could clearly see it but nabi really said "red is my favourite colour hehe" and chose jae eon over potato boy (i was only really watching for him in the end) like she is so dumb? can't believe i sat down and watched this show until the end however, i did not watch the last episode because i saw spoilers before that so i just went on netflix gave the show a thumbs down and removed it from my currently watching list! 0/10 for wasting my precious time which i did not have time to waste during my busy year (i mean its kinda on me for wanting to see f*ckboy song kang but ashdjd i am a simple woman really i will learn from my mistakes for next time)

SOME HONOURABLE MENTIONS BECAUSE MY MUTUALS SAID THESE WERE GOOD KDRAMAS BUT I DID NOT WATCH THEM (my mutuals are mostly never wrong so y'all can trust them) -

vincenzo, beyond evil, the devil judge, happiness, law school, my name, sell your haunted house, and the witch's diner (maybe one day i will watch these shows too!)

anyways thank you for reading! i got clowned a lot this year because every show i decided to watch mostly led to disappointing me! so here's to hoping i watch more kdramas next year and get clowned a lot less! but it's alright we're always in this together… i'm looking forward to 2022 and all the kdramas we will be watching again next year! take care! 🥰

[omgrachwrites]

Playing The Hero - Chapter Two

Pairing: Harry Potter x Ravenclaw!Reader

Summary: Soulmates have a way of seeing and feeling each other’s emotions by a gem that is set in the palm of their hand which glows with magic. The colour of the gem on the palm of your hand, erratically changes between different colours. Unbeknownst to you, every time the gem on your soulmates palm glows blue he feels very over protective and worried. That’s just what happens when your soulmate always plays the hero. Soulmate Au

Warnings: fluff, swearing, mentions of blood, mentions of death

Words: 2282

A/N: Hope you guys enjoy and please let me know what you think, and let me know if you would like to be tagged! I love you all! xxx

masterlist

Yellow - Happy, Secure, Excited

Red - Scared, Nervous, Unsure

Grey - Stressed, Worried

Blue - Sad, Hurt, Frustrated

Orange - Overprotective

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Chapter Two

Harry gingerly raised a hand to his swollen face, wincing as he pulled his hand back and saw that it was sticky with blood; it was a good thing that he didn’t have a weak stomach. Tonks had presumably done a decent job of fixing his nose because it felt as though it was straight again. It was still extremely sore, though not as bad as it had been when Malfoy had stamped on it.

Harry sighed, dragging his feet across the moonlit lawn as he followed Snape who was walking ahead of him, his long black cloak billowing out behind him, making him look like a vampire bat. The late summer breeze blew across the castle grounds like a whisper. Harry could hear Snape’s monotone voice but he manged to block out all the words – it was no doubt a lecture – after five long years of suffering in Snape’s class, it was a skill that Harry had managed to acquire.

After what felt like an eternity, he walked into the castle and a great sense of relief washed over him as the candlelight in the Entrance Hall reflected on the glass of his glasses. He smiled, he finally felt like he was home. As he looked down at his gem he beamed when he saw that it was glowing bright yellow. Y/N was standing in the doorway of The Great Hall, clutching a huge, warty croaking toad. She smiled as she glanced up; the smile soon fell from her face when she nervously looked at Snape before honing on in the state of Harry’s face.

“Merlin, Harry! What the hell happened to your face?!” Harry opened his mouth to reply, Y/N’s worried face making an unfamiliar feeling churn in the pit of his stomach.

Snape’s lip curled as hissed beneath his breath, clenching his teeth, “in, both of you!”

Y/N frowned at him, a muscle fluttering in her jaw, “I was just asking if he was okay, what’s the problem with that?” Harry bit his tongue so he wouldn’t suddenly burst out into peals of laughter.

Snape’s nostrils flared as he narrowed his eyes and whispered in a deadly voice, “don’t make me tell you again, Y/L/N!”

Y/N and Harry exchanged a scowl at Snape’s expense before they walked into The Great Hall. A gasp seemed to ripple through the sea of students as they all turned to look at Harry’s face. He swallowed nervously before fiddling with his sleeves and he glanced over at Y/N. She smiled softly at him as the toad croaked in her hands.

“Is that Trevor?” he laughed.

Y/N giggled, “yeah, you know that Neville is always losing him. Though, it did take me ages to find him, maybe a Hufflepuff could have helped more.”

“Well, I’ve heard that Hufflepuffs are exceptionally good finders,” he smirked making Y/N burst out into laughter.

“Yeah, I’ve heard that too,” she paused and bit her lip, “what happened to your face?”

Harry sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets, for some reason he didn’t want to tell her, “how do I look? I mean does my face look fairly normal?”

It sounded like Y/N was choking back her laughter and she shrugged, “apart from all the blood over it, it looks fine.”

Harry was very relieved that his face would heal properly, “Malfoy did it,” he muttered but didn’t elaborate.

A look of understanding passed over her face and she glanced over at Malfoy who was guffawing and pointing at Harry, “I see,” she sighed, “I’ll see you later, Harry. I’m gonna go and give Trevor back to Neville,” she nodded at the worried looking boy who was sitting further up the Gryffindor table.

“Bye, Y/N,” Harry smiled and watched her walk up to Neville, Neville’s face lit up as Y/N passed him Trevor and he clutched his toad close to his chest. It looked like he was about to cry. He smiled as he sat next to Ron and Hermione.

Hermione gasped as she looked at his face, “what happened?!”

On the other hand, a grin slowly spread across Ron’s freckled face, “I think that you look badass, mate,” Ron clapped him on the shoulder and Harry couldn’t help but grin, being careful to not split his lip again.

“That’s not funny, Ron!” Hermione gave Ron a sharp look as her eyebrows shot up her forehead before she folded her arms and looked questioningly at Harry.

Unfortunately, Harry could hardly say because he was painfully aware of Ginny and Dean staring at him, “I’ll tell you later,” he shook his head.

Ron leaned closer to him, “have you heard the awful news? Snape is the new Defence against the Dark Arts Professor.”

Harry’s blood turned to ice, in what world could Dumbledore let Snape have that post? “ugh, great just great. At least he’ll be gone by the end of term,” he ignored Hermione’s gasps as he pulled a plate of treacle tart towards him.

Even the mere succulent smell of his favourite dessert considerably lifted his spirits, unfortunately he only managed to stuff a heap full of the sticky dessert into his mouth before the food disappeared, leaving the golden plates sparkling and spotless. He groaned through his mouthful of food as he tried his best to savour it before he rolled his eyes and got to his feet.

As Prefects, Ron and Hermione walked ahead of him to lead the new Gryffindors up to the common room. However, Harry noticed that Malfoy was still seated at the Slytherin table, completely throwing away the chance to bully the new Slytherins. Before Harry could muse upon it any further, a sleepy musical voice reached his ears.

“Hi Harry.”

Harry turned his head to see Luna and Y/N; as usual Luna was carrying a copy of the Quibbler, her dad’s magazine. She was wearing her huge radish earrings and she’d slid her wand through her dirty blonde hair, “Hello, Luna, how was your summer?”

“Dad and I went to find Nargles,” Harry glanced over Luna’s head to look at Y/N, she was looking at Luna lovingly but her shoulders were shaking with silent laughter. When Y/N met Harry’s eyes she almost lost it, “will the DA be meeting this year?”

Harry shook his head, “there’s no need now that Umbridge has gone,” he shrugged. Snape was the new Defence against the Dark Arts Professor – he’d always wanted the post – and Harry hated that fact. But hopefully they would be at least learning some defensive magic this year and Harry would be one step closer to fulfilling his ambition of becoming an Auror.

He watched Luna’s face fall with a sharp pang of guilt, he’d never really seen Luna upset before, “oh, I see.”

Y/N spoke up quickly to diffuse the tension and she smiled at Luna, rubbing her arm, “you guys will still be friends though, right?” she gave Harry a meaningful look.

He winced as the gem on his palm quickly burned, sending a sharp pain up his arm, he glanced down at it to see that it was glowing orange. He quickly glanced back up at the girls and offered Luna a small smile, “of course.”

Luna nodded, “I’d like that,” she smiled serenely, looking a lot happier.

The three of them said their goodbyes as they went to their separate common rooms and Harry smiled as he climbed through the portrait hole. Hermione already had her head in a book, in the comfortable armchairs that were seated next to the roaring fireplace. Ron glanced at Harry as he entered the warm common room and he shook his head.

“Bloody nuts she is,” he muttered, “c’mon let’s leave her to it,” as they climbed the stone steps, Ron turned to Harry, “what took you so long?”

“I ran into Luna and Y/N.”

Ron smirked, his ears turning red, “do you actually have a crush on Y/N?”

Harry shook his head as he ran a hand through his thick messy hair, “I mean she’s nice and all but I hardly know her and I’m not interested in dating anyone at the minute, not after what happened with Cho.”

Ron whistled, “yeah, that was a bad one.”

“Fuck off, mate.”

Ron pretty much fell asleep and began snoring as soon as his head hit the pillow but Harry stayed awake for a little, grinning into the darkness like a maniac. He was so glad to be back at Hogwarts, this was the first time that he felt truly complete since Sirius died.

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Before walking into the dungeons on the first day back at school, you braced yourself before walking into the usual gloomy room that normally had disgusting things floating around in jars. It always felt really hot and stuffy that didn’t make for a great lesson. However, you were pleasantly surprised when you walked into the dungeons to see that it felt somehow light and airy and pleasant smells were wafting all around the room.

Even Slughorn with his friendly grin had a good aura about him and you couldn’t help but feel very relieved. You smiled as Slughorn greeted you and Neville as you made your way to the front desk where all the cauldrons were emitting their steam. There was one potion in particular that was producing the most gorgeous smell, silver vapour rose from the cauldron. You leaned closer to it and took a huge deep breath of it, feeling slightly lightheaded, the potion smelled of Butterbeer, wood from a new broomstick and another scent that you couldn’t place.

“Doesn’t this potion smell of Butterbeer? It smells so good,” you sighed happily as you glanced at Neville.

Neville gave you a strange look as his eyebrows knitted together in a frown, “it doesn’t smell of Butterbeer, it smells like freshly cut roses and vanilla.”

You scoffed, what the hell was wrong with Neville’s sense of smell? However, before you could argue with him about it, Slughorn began the lesson and started running through the different potions that were on his desk. To your extreme annoyance before he could tell you about the one that smelled like Butterbeer, the door to the dungeons opened quietly, interrupted Slughorn’s speech.

Next to you, you could see Lavender Brown perk up and she was gazing at something with wide eyes, and when you followed her line of vision you discovered that she was staring at Ron Weasley. You smirked to yourself as you glanced at Harry who was giving Slughorn an apologetic look.

“Harry, m’boy! I was beginning to worry that you wouldn’t be coming!” Slughorn boomed with an easy grin on his pudgy face.

“Yes Sir, I’m sorry that we’re late, you see, we haven’t got our books or supplies yet. We didn’t know that we’d be here,” Harry bit his lip nervously as he pushed his glasses up his nose.

However, Slughorn waved Harry’s worries away like this sort of thing happened all of the time, “not to worry, get what you need from the cupboard.”

Harry nodded and he smiled gently at you as he slipped past you on the way to the supply cupboard where there was a lot of loud banging for the next couple of moments. You rolled your eyes and glanced over your shoulder and you had to cough to cover up your laughter when you saw the two best friends fighting over a book. It seemed that Ron had one the fight because Harry smacked Ron’s hand with the heavy potions book.

As Harry walked past you, you glanced down at the book to see the yellowing pages and the scribbles that were across the front cover, “lovely,” you laughed.

Harry chuckled as he rolled his eyes, waving the book around, “you’re telling me, a fat lot of good this book will do me.”

It turned out that the ruined book did do Harry a lot of good because the object of today’s lesson was to brew The Draught of Living Death and a little vial of liquid luck would go to the best potion. Seamus blew up his cauldron, Neville’s potion smelled so bad that you had to stuff a wad of tissue up your nose to get yourself some relief from the horrible smell, and in the end it was Harry’s potion that came out on top. You felt mean for even thinking it but you wondered how Harry had got so good at potions. Maybe it was due to the fact that Slughorn actually liked him and he wasn’t looking for an excuse to take away as many points as he could.

You caught up with Harry as you were walking out of the dungeons, “hey, that must have been one hell of a potion; I thought Slughorn was going to start snogging your cauldron.”

Harry snickered as he shrugged running a hand through his hair, “you’re not pissed at me too are you?”

You frowned as you tilted your head, you had no reason to be, sure it would have been nice if you would have won the luck potion but you potions weren’t really your strong suit, “no,” you trailed off, “I’m not pissed at you, even if you did cheat,” you laughed, turning around so you were walking backwards.

For a fraction of a second, Harry’s emerald eyes widened before he covered it up with a smile, “I didn’t cheat, you’re just mad that I’m better at potions than you,” he teased.

“Yeah, yeah, we’ll see, Potter.”

“Is that a challenge, Y/L/N?” he smirked, raising his eyebrow.

“You bet it is!” you laughed, sticking your middle finger up at him before disappearing into the crowd.

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Imagine being Sirius Black’s daughter 

A/N: IK THIS ISNT EXACTLY X READER AS I PUT SPECIFIED FEATURES IM SORRY ILL REWRITE THIS WHEN I HAVE TIME

Remus thought he could handle the school year. It was only Harry, who painfully looked so much like James, but it was only him. Well, that’s what he had hoped until he arrived at school. Apparently, Harry was raised alongside his ‘cousin’, (Y/N) Black.

She arrived to Hogwarts 2 days late due to something that happened back home with the Dursleys. Harry welcomed her during breakfast with a hug before walking her to the Slytherin table. From the teachers table, Remus noticed how she had all eyes on her as girls whispered to each other angrily while the boys couldn’t seem to take their eyes off. She had the same charming persona of her father. 

Just like Harry, she was a striking resemblance of her father in almost every way; piercing silver eyes, dark long hair, different from those she grew up with and had a knack for pranking that earned her several hours of detention. It pained Remus more to see her than to see Harry because while Harry was like his father, he still showed parts of Lily. (Y/N) on the other hand, seemed to only represent her father. He didn’t even know who her mother was and he was certain she didn’t either. 

Harry and (Y/N) were raised like brother and sister. They shared a sibling bond similar to their fathers and complimented each other perfectly. Everything about them was just like their fathers and it pained him that they knew nothing about them.

Remus was able to push through the pain he felt whenever he looked at them until one day while teaching Harry to cast the patronus charm. Harry had manged to cast an incorporeal patronus. It wasn’t a full fledged one and though it wasn’t as impressive as casting a corporeal one, he still congratulated him on his effort. They had a small chat after that only to be interrupted by knocking at the door. 

“Oh that must be (Y/N), I must’ve forgotten to tell you Sir. I asked her to come so we could both learn, is that alright? I could always tell her to go if you want.” Harry said and Remus had to remind himself to breathe. He should’ve told Harry to tell her to leave but he didn’t.

“Of course it’s alright, bring her in.” He quickly regretted saying that. He watched as Harry took over, teaching her the charm and helping her practice. They worked so well together. 

He noticed how easy she caught onto things. She was an incredibly bright student for someone of her age and was extremely determined.

Though she was able to cast an incorporeal patronus many times, she wanted to cast a corporeal one. 

“Maybe you should take a break, Black.” Harry teased as silver mist formed a shield above her head. 

“And why should I do that, Potter?” She shot back with a smile. 

Harry was about to say something but found hismelf speechless as a large silver dog shot out from the tip of her wand. It circled around her, her shock quickly turning into laughter as it ran towards Harry and almost knocked him off his feet. Remus stood there flabbergasted, watching as the patronus ran towards him but slowly started to fade. 

“Professor, are you alright?” He was snapped out of his trance and looked up to see his two students looking at him worriedly. Students. It pained him to know that, had things turned out differently, he’d be able to call them his niece and nephew but things rarely seemed to be in his favor.  

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Just a little tired,” He said, faking a yawn in hopes that they’d buy it. “Why don’t you guys go along, enjoy your evening.” 

The two exchanged looks before nodding and grabbing their stuff. 

“Have a good night, Professor!”

“See you in class, Professor!” 

When the door closed behind them, Remus sat in his chair with a sigh. Why was it so difficult for him to move on. He’d thought that after all these year he would have at least been able to handle teaching them for a few hours a day but apparently it was harder than that. They were so much like their fathers and he almost hated it. Hated how every time he looked at them he saw his friends.

That night when he was laying in his bed he thought about the day before everyone he loved was gone. Thought about how the Marauders and Lily were sitting in the living room of the Potters cottage while you and Harry, who were only infants at the time, were playing together. He remembered Sirius and James arguing about how their kids would be in Hogwarts.

“Have you seen my boy? He’s going to break countless hearts at Hogwarts.”

“As if he has any chance against my (Y/N).” 

“Well at least Harry will be top of his class.”

“Oh please, with me being her father, (Y/N) will be the brightest witch of her age!” 

It was during that moment that Remus realized he was crying. Tears stained his cheeks and he hastily wiped them with the sleeve of his top before rolling over to face the window. Stars littered the dark night sky and Remus smiled softly before whispering. 

“You won Pads, you were right.”

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hii!! this is actually my first time requesting so I'm a little bit nervous about this. but would it be alright to ask for hcs with hinata, bokuto, and iwaizumi with an s/o who has this irrational fear of when they're walking and they don't see the person they're walking with in front of them or beside them, they (s/o) automatically assume that the person they're with left them and starts crying or pinging their phone? and when they ask they're s/o about it, they tell them that it was because when they were younger their mom always made them walk in front of her when she's in a bad mood and younger them just thought that their mom made them do this so that she could abandon them and leave them to be lost? it's totally fine if you don't want to do it! ^^

• Hinata, Bokuto, + Iwaizumi W/ a S/O Who Has a Fear of Getting Lost •

warnings: descriptions of a panic attack

genre: comfort + fluff

characters: hinata, bokuto, + iwaizumi

a/n: i’m so sorry that these are crappy, it’s been so long since i’ve written hcs 

•Hinata•

hinata was beyond excited to bring you along with him to the winter festival

not only did he get to stuff himself full of good food but he got to spend the entire night spending time with you

being as eager as he was, he picked you up early from your house and dragged your intertwined hands towards the bright lights that shone down the road

the winter festival was an extremely popular event in miyagi so it wasn’t a huge surprise that when the two of you finally arrived, it was packed with people

hinata payed the large crowd no mind, too focused on the bright lights and the smells flying through the air to care about the amount of people

you on the other hand began to grow worried, with the extreme amount of attendees the chances of getting separated from hinata were through the roof

however, you decided to push away your worries so you could just enjoy the night, taking a deep breath to calm your nerves and reaching a hand out to grip onto hinata’s sweater

but nothing but the cold night air met your fingers as they curled back into your palm

in a moment of panic your gaze swept across the crowd, eyes growing wide when you failed to spot your boyfriend

with shaky hands you fished around in your bag for your cellphone, quickly scrolling through your contacts and clicking on hinata’s name

the dial tone blared through your ears as chants of ‘please pick up’ fell from your lips

after what felt like an eternity the line connected and you could’ve swore you let go of a breath you didn’t even know you’d been holding

“Y/N where’d you go? I turned around but you weren’t there. Stay put and i’ll find you, kay?”

the line cut off as quickly as it connected and you were left clutching your cellphone in the middle of the busy street

you manged to make your way to the sidewalk in your frightened state as familiar thoughts slipped into your mind

he had told you he was on his way to come find you but all your brain had registered was that hinata had left you and was never coming back

it wasn’t until you felt a warm hand on your shoulder that you were ripped from those thoughts

your glossy eyes moved from the cracked pavement to the bright grin that was spread across hinata’s face

“There you are! Sorry, i should’ve made sure you with me-”

he stopped his train of thought when he noticed the hurt painted across your face

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“T-Thought you left me.”

his heart broke at those words as he slid down next to you and pulled you into a tight embrace

“I’m super sorry Y/N. I promise i’d never leave you on purpose. You mean so much to me and there’s no where else i’d rather be then right here with you.”

a sigh of contentment left your lips as you leaned into his touch, knowing he meant every word

“It’s okay Sho, i’m just glad you’re here now”

he beamed at you as he moved to stand up, extending a hand towards you

“Yup, and now that i am we can go have fun!”

the two of you spent the rest of the night laughing and smiling with one another, hand in hand as you stuck by each other’s side

•Bokuto•

bokuto was so excited to take you along to watch your first in-person pro-volleyball game

of course you’d attend his games before but this was the first time you’d be able to see a professional game from somewhere other than his living room television

you were pretty fired up too, growing to love the sport just as much as bokuto did during your relationship with him

the two of you walked into the stadium hand in hand, bokuto rambling in excitement as his eyes trailed across the environment

you followed his gaze, looking about the huge structure around you and the many people that wandered throughout it

you knew professional games were obviously popular but you didn’t expect it to be so crowded

you were growing nervous, subconsciously squeezing bokuto’s hand out of habit as your sight shifted from one person to the next

bokuto’s eyes wandered to you due to the increased amount of pressure youd applied to his hand, wondering what had you so fidgety

“What’s wrong Y/N? Something bothering you? Oh, do you have to go to the bathroom? I’ll show you where it is!”

before you could protest, you were being dragged towards the direction of the restroom

it’s not as if you could turn down bokuto’s offer after he gave you such a confident smile at the door to the bathroom, so you gave him a quick hug and walked in

it was much more peaceful behind the closed doors, the soft music drowning out the anxiety that had previously overwhelmed you

after spending a believable amount of time in the restroom you turned to examine your appearance in the mirror once more before stepping outside

your gaze imminently wandered to the place where your boyfriend had stood prior

only to find that he was no longer there

your eyes quickly darted around the area, head turning almost painfully fast in attempts to scout out bokuto, but it was no use

your chest began to tighten as your breath picked up in pace

you felt light headed, dizzy, and so incredibly lonely

why did he have to leave you here? where could he have gone?

you stumbled, attempting to grip the wall to steady yourself but you missed

before your head met the floor you heard the crinkle of wrapping as a large hand gripped at your arm

you sank to the floor with the figure before you were wrapped in a comforting hug

“Y/N, it’s okay, i’m here. Just try and breathe for me, okay? Look, you can listen to my heartbeat too!”

your head was lightly pushed up against bokuto’s chest as his heartbeat filled your ears

slowly, your breath began to match the soothing sound as you came down from your breakdown

once your breathing had returned to normal bokuto pulled you away from his grasp and gave you a frown, hair falling with it

your eyes wandered around and moved from the sad boy in front of you to the snacks spread across the floor behind him

“I’m sorry Y/N, i just went to grab us snacks. I didn’t mean to scare you like that. I love you a whole bunch and i promise i’d never leave you all by yourself like that.”

your shaky hand moved to cup bokuto cheek as you gave him a soft smile

“It’s okay Ko, you’re here now and that’s all that matters. Now let’s go watch that game, kay?”

his grin returned as he pulled you into another hug

“Sounds good to me.”

The two of you made your way to the stands with snacks in hand and spent the rest of the day in each other’s company

•Iwaizumi•

you and iwaizumi decided to spend your sunday afternoon window shopping in the plaza near his home

both of you had things to purchase so it made the most sense to kill two birds with one stone and spend time with one another as you found what you needed to

your dates together were always like this, never too fancy but always giving you the opportunity to spend time with one another, which was more than enough for the both of you

the two of you walked side by side down the sidewalk, chatting and peering through windows at different merchandise on display

normally it wasn’t too packed when you came to visit the shopping center but it was the weekend after all and pretty close to a holiday so it was a lot more packed than usual

however, you decided to pay it no mind today, way too focused on that adorable bag you spotted in a bouquet the two of you had just passed to worry about something like a crowd

you turned to tap iwaizumi on the shoulder so you could drag him to the shop, only to realize he wasn’t next to you like he had been prior

in fact, as your gaze wandered about the crowd you found that he was nowhere in sight

imminently, panic began to set in as tears pricked your eyes

he was gone and you had no idea where he could be in this sea of people

and although this wasn’t intentional on iwaizumi’s part, your brain told you that maybe he wanted to leave you stranded on the busy streets

your sniffles turned into quiet sobs as you cried into your hands, eyes still trying to find your boyfriend through blurry vision

swiping at your tears didn’t help your search either as muffled hiccups began to escaped your lips

you were about to completely give up and breakdown when you heard your name being called out somewhere in the crowds of people

eyes widened as you began frantically looking around for the source of the familiar voice and soon enough you spotted iwaizumi running towards you, a concerned look on his face

you sprinted towards him, sobs still wracking your body as you arms found their way around his torso, burying your face into his broad chest

he returned the embrace, holding you tightly as he felt your hot tears wet his grey t-shirt

“It’s okay Y/N, i’m right here. I’m so sorry, i’m not going anywhere i promise. I love you so much and id never leave you like that.”

after some time your sobs returned to mere sniffles in iwaizumi’s grasp

you felt safe and content knowing that your boyfriend was in arms reach once more

once you’d calmed down, the two of you continued your shopping, iwaizumi holding your hand just a little bit tighter this time around

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