#none of them ever seem as happy and energetic as he is :/ so when he does get on the podium i always intend to make the most out of it!!!!

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Pictures from the 2023 Brazil Post-Race that made me psychologically and physcially and emotionally unwell:

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Rockstar Girlfriend

Older!Damian Wayne x fem!Reader

wc: 3.7 K summary: You're Damian's girlfriend, and his family wants to visit your concert warnings: none, no y/n used, established relationship a/n: I often daydream about this scnenario, so here you go. divider from @super-marvel-dc , just the stuff I needed ! enjoy

Tuning your guitar does get on your nerves on tours, especially right before you need to go on stage and the E-string seems to snap any moment. Your earpiece counts the few last beats down before the lights go off and you have to be on stage, finally getting the guitar tuned for the show. The supporting band got off stage a few mintues ago, hyping you and your bandmates up for the show, since you are the main act. This band is the most sweetest you‘ve ever met, even when they play a little softer music than you.

Just in time, you get to your mic stand and can only see some flashlights from phones in the crowd before you and your band play the first chord of the opening song. Ear-deafening shouts and cheers errupt from the crowd, having to focus on staying in the rythm, also to begin singing on the right time.

The lightshow of the stage gives the crowd an even more beautiful and energetic view, most of them singing along the first words of the song while some record with their phones. It seems like you‘re singing to a see of people, not able to recognise this many faces or even identify some with the lights flickering to the beat of the music, having to focus on multiple things at the same time anyway. But one thing is that you are sure of. It‘s that your boyfriend should be here, most likely somewhere in the front rows. As you continue to play and sing, you‘re intently watching the crowd on the first rows, trying to make out where he is. It is nearly impossible though, the lightshow making it less possible to actually recognise anyone from the stage.

You give up after a moment and focus on performing, jumping around lightly at the parts where you don‘t need to sing and can have fun. It seems like the viewers also have a lot of fun with your music, seeing some mosh-pits form further in the back and middle. You had trouble believing it at first when you saw people file out of the hall with your first few concerts, that there are some rowdy and elder people who enjoy your music. They‘re probably the same ones in the pit right now. Good thing Damian is probably at the front, he would‘ve seriously injured people on accident.

Your band is two songs in, but the set list still has twenty songs left, promising for a long night. Damian is indeed by the front rows, standing among other hardcore fans who seem too desperate for his taste. But who is he to judge, he tries to make it to every concert you guys announce and play near by. Always getting some kind of merch by the merch stands before the show, small stickers or patches, you name it; he has it.

During a more heavy song, you engange with the crowd as usual, telling them to part the crowd for the up-coming breakdown. Of course, the crowd does a good job at that, some people in the front and back just watching the show and crowd while the band continues to play.

The breakdown, the most heaviest part of the song, start playing and the people create a ‚Wall of Death‘, it looking satisfying from your view. Your bassist does most of the screaming vocals on the extra mic stand, getting to play the thrilling chords on your guitar while watching the crowd have fun.

Finally, you meet eyes with Damian. He grins proudly, wearing a shirt with your band logo on it. He gives you a thumbs up, seemingly proud and happy to support you on one of your bigger perfomances. Normally, you play at smaller stages, but the support band and your new support and love from fans made this possible to happen. It‘s a sight to see, knowing all these people like the stuff you‘re creating for your own enjoyment and actively support your band because they want more of your music.

You‘re halfway through your setlist now, not being nervous at all now as you get used to the feeling fairly quickly. It‘s always during the middle of the set when it is time for a small break, getting to drink some water while engaging with the crowd and entertaining them. And who would your bandmates be if they wouldn‘t mess around with the other mic while you talk, making the crowd laugh and record the interaction with your band. After the joksters finally lock in, it‘s time to perform the last half of the set list. The crowd really does give their best on having fun, never having seen so many mosh pits in one of your concerts before.

The show comes to an end, being sweaty and worn out after the perfomance but you can‘t leave without throwing some guitar picks and drumming sticks to the crowd, a lot of them being happy over it and catching them.

Lastly, you could finally leave for the backstage and into your private room to get unready and settle down into your own respective homes.

»Was your lovey-dovey boyfriend here again?« Your drummer asks while drying his hair off with a towel, always talking about your boyfriend as if he would take him from you. In a friendly, funny way, of course.

»Yeah, somewhere in the front row. Why?«

You answer back while taking off your make up in front of a mirror, glancing behind your shoulder at him.

»I just saw him too. Seemed like he was wearing our merch!«

He tells you excitedly with a big grin, making sure to get his hair dry from his sweat.

»Yeah, he definitely wore our merch.« You nod back as your face is bare again, walking over to your bag at the couch. Your bandmates seem to giggle and mostly joke a bit around with how cheesy your boyfriend is, being used to their shenanigans by now. You settle down on the couch for a moment, your feet and legs aching from standing and performing for almost an hour tonight, having been preparing and helping the technicians with setting up the lightshow and stage this afternoon, since you feel bad for them doing all this for your band.

Eventually, you make your way outside of the arena to meet your boyfriend, having your bag over your shoulder while the staff is taking care of the rest. He is standing by the back door, right where you walked out of, greeting him with a tight hug.

»God, I‘m sweaty, I probably stink so bad...«

Damian doesn‘t even budge and keeps you in his arms, a soft expression on his face.

»So what? You were amazing up there. As always.«

He shrugs and doesn‘t seem to want to let go of you yet, swaying together from side to side which makes you both smile at the other.

Damian walks you home, ending up carrying you once you mention about your feet hurting. There‘s something deeply affectionate in the way he holds and carries you in his arms, not leaving room for any arguments about it.

The night ends with him dropping you off by your home, exchanging some fleeting kisses before he is forced to leave for patrol with the others.

----

The Wayne Mane, 11:26 PM

»Are you not going to explain why you‘re late this time?« Bruce gruff voice calls out once Damian joins the rest on the rooftop, changed in his suit and ready to patrol finally.

»He was at his girlfriends concert. They had a show nearby today.« Tim snitches, making it short but also making Damian glare at him even harder.

»Is that true?«

His father questions again and awaits his answer, receiving a nod as Damian looks at him finally.

»Yes, I was at her show. Bought a shirt.«

Batman simply sighs out but doesn‘t seem annoyed by it for more than five seconds.

»Where was it this time?« He asks with rather more curiousity, making Damian state the name of the city, having driven back by train with you together to drop you off safely.

The conversation doesn‘t last long as they begin to patrol, Damian having a bit of trouble hearing at first, still used to the loud music from earlier. The patrol ends up being as usual, no serious troubles.

----

Next morning at the Manor seems to be chaotic once again, some voices coming from the kitchen while Bruce is sipping on a cup of coffee with a newsletter in hand.

»Why can‘t we ever join when you‘re going out with her? She‘s so nice and fun to talk to, it‘s unfair!«

Dick complains from the kitchen as he prepares some toast for himself, Damian sitting by the kitchen island with a cup of tea in hand.

»If you wouldn‘t try to disturb their dates, maybe he would have her come over more frequently.«

Tim counters as he is at the kitchen island as well, working at his laptop. The eldest son groans dramatically, defending himself from the obvious truth.

»I‘m not trying to disturb them, just trying to talk and see how it‘s going...«

»Definitely invading their privacy.«

It seems like Dick still wants to spend more time all together with you and the family, but it‘s clear that you don‘t have much time now with your small tour going on and them being vigilantes.

»I would also like to see her more often, but you‘ve got to understand she has her own duties, just like us.«

Alfred chimes in as he walks into the kitchen, preparing more tea as he talks. The discussion is interrupted as Bruce finally walks in, interrupting the complains of Dick and mean comments from Damian.

»Why don‘t we visit one of her concerts? We‘ve never been to one before.«

It is really bizarre for him to suggest something like this, especially since he seems to need to work a lot lately. Maybe he has finally gone mad?

At the silence he receives, he continues, seeing the bewildered looks from his children.

»I‘m simply saying we never saw her perform. It can‘t be that bad, can it?«

Cass, who just happens to stand by the door studies the others, not being against it herself. She raises her hand with a nod, seemingly agreeing with the idea. Damian notices, and the rest does as well, making Jason speak up finally.

»She does rock and metal, right?«

»Yes, but — «

Damian really doesn‘t want the rest to tag along to the next concert you give in town, knowing it will mostly be embarrassing and they will probably get spotted more easily by reporters or simple fans.

But before he could finish his sentence, everyone raises their hand lightly, even Alfred being okay with the idea.

»Are you kidding me?« He sighs out, being clearly overpowered as the plan is settled.

The Wayne‘s will be at your next concert.

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Your bandmates almost freak out once you tell them the news, Damian having called you and sheepishly admitted it, claiming it‘s his fault. Clearly, no one is upset. Actually, everyone seems to be freaking out for all the good reasons.

Now it‘s time to prepare for the show this evening, mostly texting with Damian and finally getting to prepare after getting teased by your bandmates once more.

You watch people arrive by the parking lot, seeing how many people already are inside in the arena with some drinks in hand, the show beginning in about half an hour. But you can‘t watch for much longer, getting dragged to the backstage to tune your guitar and warm up for the show. The supporting band plays first just like before, hyping each other up again.

"Are you there already? Please warn them about the supporting band, don't want them to get confused."

You text to Damian, hoping they are at least in the parking lot already and ready to watch the show.

"We got here an hour ago, saved some seats. I'll tell them about it."

He responds back fairly quickly, making you assume they're in the front row if they got in so early. Time goes by and the show starts, the support band starting their 45 minutes set before you come on stage and play your own set list.

As the other times, the band starts with more softer songs, getting progressively more heavy, but still not as heavy as your songs. Bruce stays standing beside Damian, not used to rock shows, but he clearly respects it and is just here out of curiousity and wants to support his 'almost-daughter-in-law' in some way. Dick seems to enjoy himself, even when this isn't his usual type of music. He is mostly fascinated by the enthusiastic crowd and how popular your band seems to be, even when you're about nineteen by now. Perks of starting young, he guesses.

Jason seems to be rather unimpressed by the show, claiming he expected some heavier stuff. But this is just the supporting band anyway, so Damian doesn't mind arguing over the loud music. Cass and Tim simply watch, them both having informend themselves before joining the show tonight. But they do seem to be rather amused by some fans. The flashing lights from the lightshow seems to amaze Cass the most though, being almost captivated by how pretty the lights shine and work on stage.

Eventually, the band goes off stage, meeting your band backstage and tells you all about the Wayne family being there, having forgotten to tell them earlier about it.

Now that it's your turn to perform, you feel more nervous than at other times. Usually, you get nervous just before the show, but it fades once you get to play the first few chords and riffs, the cheering form the crowd spurring you on even more.

This time it's different and the bassist seems to notice of it. She walks up to you, trying to hype you up and give you some motivational words, but they do little to calm your nerves down. It's too late anyway, being called up on stage by the staff. You quickly hop on stage with the rest, lights being turned off and the anticiaption rises. Your heartbeat quickens in your chest, hearing the happy crowd even with your earpiece on. The first song starts to play, strumming the intro on your guitar while doing your best to focus on getting the notes right and not play too fast.

The lights turn back on once you start to sing, as usual confident and smooth. In the back of your head you are still thinking about Damians whole family being here, not able to ignore the heart pounding heavily in your ears while you perform. You curse yourself inwardly for still being nervy, hating how new this feels, even though it's nothing new at all.

Continuing with the show, the song progresses into more heavy riffs and up beat tempo, getting a rich mix of an energetic and hearty sound. You get a smooth transition onto the next song, pushing through your slight nervousness to perform the second song with even more passion. As there are less singing parts, you get to jump around the stage a little and let go of the skittish energy inside you. From another perspective, it just looks like you're having fun.

Jason seems more impressed now, furrowing his brows lightly as he bops his head along the music lightly. Dick seems to completely lose it though, jumping with the other fans along and getting lost in the crowd eventually. Bruce stays stoic, focussing his eyes on you as he watches how you perform. You seem more alive and vibrant on stage, never having really seen you this bouncy before. Often times, when you came over, you seemed to be just a little shy but very polite. Here, you still seem to be a good soul, but a lot less shy. And that in front of probably over six hundered people.

Playing and performing the songs seem to get easier with time, not able to focus your eyes on specific people in the crowd, but it's probably better this way. Finally, you reach the half of the set list, not being nervous or anxiuos anymore. Well, you are a bit nervous since your bandmates promised to not do any embarressing stuff on stage, not entirely trusting them though.

As soon as you had a few gulps of water, you get back on your spot in the middle of the stage, hand resting on your hip while the other holds you guitar by neck for the meantime. It's time to entertain the crowd.

»A round of applause for our vocalist and her breathtaking perfomance!«

Of course, your bassist said something before you with his own extra mic stand. Nevertheless, the crowd fires up the atmosphere, getting loud shouts and cheers from them. Cass has to put her hands over her ears from how loud it is, all the while Damian smirks proudly and claps cheerfully.

»Thank you! Did you have to embarrass me?« You finally speak into your own mic as you turn to face Marcus, the bassist, earning a few chuckles from the large crowd.

Meanwhile, Jason has to physically hold Dick back from screaming something along the lines of 'We love you!' and 'You're my favourite band!' to you and fluster you more.

»Okay, ignore these goofballs for now. I need you all to part the sea for the next song. Shit's about to get heavy.« You have actually forgotten that Damian's whole family is here, realising only a moment later and immediately search for them in the crowd. You spot them being located more by the right side of the crowd, but still fairly in the middle and at the front row. Dick waves at you, earning a sheepish smile from you before focussing back on the show.

The lights turn off again, getting a countdown and metronome in your earpiece once more as the large crowd does their work and parts into two. Bruce is very confused, not getting what's about to happen. While it's not too loud he decides to ask.

»What's this about, Damian?« He only receives a sly smile from his youngest son, hoping he gets an answer.

»Are you ready for a Wall of Death?« You exclaim through the mic, earning many cheers and shouts back. But you aren't satisfied and ask again, getting an even louder response. Now Bruce knows what it's called but he has absolute zero idea what's about to happen.

Jason knows though and makes sure Cass is not in the way, not wanting to see dead bodies. The lights switch to red as usual, matching the rythm of your song again while the fans wait for the breakdown to drop. The bassist, Marcus, does most of the singing — or vocal screaming — in the song, leaving you to jump around and play some nasty riffs.

The parted crowd immediatly rushes at eachother, the Wall of death happening. Bruce watches with light fascination, not keeping his eye off the people as if to make sure nothing goes wrong. Your band goes on though, the songs playing easily and with passion as the show goes on.

Jason seems to enjoy it more himself, headbanging more to the music while he watches you perform, and for once doesn't regret going out with his family. As for the rest of the family... they aren't into this type of music, but stay until the end anyway and mostly take pride on watching you perform the songs out with your band on stage. ----

Going off stage after throwing some guitar picks and drumming sticks into the crowd, you feel exhausted again. Feet hurting, fingers and wrists needing some stretching and your shoulders ache lightly from the strap of the guitar. Your voice is needs a break for tonight as well. But ignoring that, you take your sweaty make up off and go about the same routine as usual, before you can take a proper shower back at home. Oh, right. You're sleeping over by Damians house this time.

Walking out of the building, you see the Bat family waiting by their limousine for you. Damian approaches you once he sees you, pulling you into a hug before he kisses your cheek.

»You did great. As always.« He tells you as every night, it still sounding genuine and loving when he says it.

»Thanks... what do they think?«

»I didn't ask. But they seem okay.« Damian answers you, earning a soft groan from you, both from exhaustion and slight nervousness of their opinions. He seems to sense it and chuckles lightly, rubbing your back gently with his hand.

»Stop making out, we've got places to be!« What seems to be Jason calls out, interrupting the small kiss you shared just now.

With a small groan, he tags you along by the waist. Bruce greets you with a brief nod, not wasting any time to speak up.

»Good evening. When Damian said you have a band, I didn't expect it to be something like this.« In fact, he expected the worst the first time he found out about it, but never got to actually see what it's like until now. It makes Dick and Jason roll their eyes, even earning a brief annoyed look from Cass.

»The music was great, don't worry. I even got into one of those mosh pits. I would go again.« Dick interwhines, smiling goofily at you. He definitely had a good time.

»Me too. Loved the heavier songs.« Jason adds onto, getting slightly surprised by his positive feedback. Maybe they are just glad to have had some fun in a while, knowing they work hard to protect the city.

You exchange a few more words with them, sitting into the limousine beside Damian, who keeps his arm around your waist the entire time. He can sense your tiredness, as does the rest, but they keep talking about the show and what they liked the best. It's actually good they do so, not needing to talk so much. While quietly sitting beside Damian, you see that Cass has a pin of your band logo at her bag, getting a bit flustered and happy on the inside. You can't hold it for long though, being worn out after the long concert and doze off against your lovers shoulder before even arriving back to the Manor.

a/n: Hope you enjoyed reading it!!

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[hugs2doie]

nct dream spotting you in their concert .

anon’s request: hi!! i just found your account and omg i love it so much <33!! i was wondering if i could request a fic/headcanon about surprising nct dream on tour 👉🏻👈🏻🥺 like maybe surprising one of them after the concert, one of them spotting you in the crowd, etc ^^

genre: fluff

warnings: none

nini’s notes: rhis is so short im sorry i didne havw muxh ideas on this 😓 but thbak u anon i love u anf i hope u liek this :333

⌗ mark

he’d be so excited byw

he’d gasp and allat

most of the times he’d be around your area just to see you

it would be without realizing too so the other members would literally push him/drag him away 😭

like poor boy wants to havw his eyes on you the whole time

but dating rumors and the idol industry 😡���

would gush to his teammates abt u visiting and stuff like that later

afterwards he’d tell his manager or smth to ask you to stay so yall can spend timw :((

would probably just listen to you talk and giggle or smile big when u tell him how proud ure of him

⌗ renjun

would be very surprised

wave at the fans in your area to not make it seem like it was just for you

when singing some of the cute lyrics he’d glance at you 💔

would bring his other members on your area so when he passes more often he won’t be as suspicious (work smarter not harder)

would love seeing your reactions omg

and ur eyes better be on him the whole time

or else he’ll be calling you out after you meet!!

would take a video of the whole crowd and slow down at ur area

for the memories and how u surprised him in his concert yk

would ofc love the feedback <3

⌗ jeno

POOKIEEEEE HE’D SMILE SOO BIGGG

he would probably tell jaemin and he’d smile at you too

jaemin would also the one to remind him of reality if he stares at you for a long time

or stays in your area for a long time ofc

would show his abs/reveal his body more than usual

he’d get shy abt it later on though

boy how much he wants to stare at u for the whole concert :(

but he can’t!!! so he does other things to involve u and stuff

like taking pics of the crowd (OBVIOUSLY with u in it)

loves u sm and cant wait to meet u later so u can tell him abt ur exprience

⌗ haechan

this little shit bye

would do the sexiest thing EVER

then turn to see your reaction and if ure surprised or anything like that he’d have that proud smirk

ANDDD HE’D DEF TEASE U LATER ONNNN

he’d be more energetic on stage and wants to give 100% of him

he wants to impress u sm (which he does ofc), hes like a little high school boy for u

he’d be extra touchy w/ renjun & the other members to make u “jealous”

which the members (and u) notice and just burst out laughing

idk i’d be a fun experience

oh and u better only look at him or he’ll give u a sassy attitude when u two meet

⌗ jaemin

love eyes

and id mean it like his pupils would grow and all that

if u brought signs he’d read them out loud so it would seem like ure just a fan

and if u brought plushies AND are close to the stage??? he’s getting ur plushies first!!

will be VERY focused on the performances cause he knows that u distract him (for good like he loves u)

but he also wants to be amazing for u <3

would love if u hyped him up (u better lol…)

or if u sang along like he’d be so happyyyy

he wants u to enjoy the concert sm

he loves that u surprised him like a lottt

all that practice payed off bcz you’re there in the crowd <3

not that he doesn’t appreciate your support just by words too btw

⌗ chenle

idk why i feel like he’d know abt it

i dont have anythint specific abt it its just how i feel like he’d def know somehow

so if he spotted u in the crowd he’d have like a happy and proud smile like yawppp i knew it!!!

but would be so happyyy

after any performance or anything he’d do he’d look back to u to see if u liked it or not

would also pretend like ure not there sometimes cause jaemin pulled him aside and told him that he were taking MANY glances in your way HELP

so for some mins he stopped even looking ur way 😭 let alone go in that area

would bring jisung along later but would not tell him that ure there cause jisung would make it pretty obvious

you’re a big distraction to him 😓

(he loves that but he would never tell u)

⌗ jisung

theres the thing

he’d either

1) stay around ur area ALL the time

2) not even glance in ur direction

HE’S SCARED THAT HE’LL GIVE IT AWQY THAT URE THERE FASTTT

but if u guys havent seen e/o for a long time he’d pass most of his time there

however would ask for advice to his other members and often ask them if its too obv that he’s starring at u a bit too much

AND A BIT TOO LONG???

also he’d either

1) get super shy (stan new jeans)

2) be the opposite and get his sexy on (pls tell me yall know what song im talking abt)

but both things would get reactions out of u and that’s exactly what he wants :3

[delirious-donna]

Ghosts of the Past [Extra Drabble]

story summary: Your best friend lets you crash at her place over the spring break since you have nowhere else to go. Little did you know that it isn't actually her place. Instead, it belongs to a tall (grumpy) hot guy who finds you in his apartment–her brother.

an: I decided that it would be cute to write a section from the POV of the couple that Kento and reader meet in the museum. I’ve grown very fond of this couple and I hope you’ll enjoy this extra little piece of the story.

warning: none, SFW, fluff and humour

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The museum was full of its usual hustle and bustle, even more so given the holidays, and it was a pleasure to be a part of the hubbub.

Felicity scanned the crowds with a keen eye, smiling at the energetic children—some more rambunctious than others—accompanied by parents trying to corral them into some semblance of order. She well remembered when her own brood were this age, and the hours spent in this much-loved building keeping them amused during school holidays.

A hand slipped into hers, more familiar than any other and Felicity squeezed the fingers of her beloved husband, glancing at him with a love that had never diminished even after all these years together. She counted her blessings for having met her soulmate so young, and for the family they had raised, as well as the fun and laughter they continued to share.

The pair perused the museum that they knew like the back of their hand, winding through the galleries and stopping to spot new artefacts and displays. This was still one of their favourite pastimes, there was always a discovery to make and even on days when it felt like they had seen everything the museum had to offer, there was always people watching to fall back on.

Much to Howard’s feigned disapproval, Felicity adored watching people. Since their children had grown up and flown the nest to build their own families it had become a ritual of sorts to indulge her social curiosities in public places such as these. There was something special about witnessing the complexities of real human relationships that scratched the itch far more than any TV drama or soap opera ever could. Friendships blooming over shared interests, young minds being educated through fun interactive education, families finding their feet with the addition of children in tow, tired parents happy to see their kids entertained to give them a moment of peace, and best of all, romance blossoming in the most unlikely places and ways.

Today was no different, with new delights to be found in every room, but it wasn’t until they neared the new photography exhibition did Felicity feel the buzz of excitement that often signalled a special find.

“You’re like a bloodhound, Flic,” Howard chuckled with a playful roll of his eyes. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and secured his wife’s arm through his own.

“Pfft, nonsense. I’m simply drawn to where the universe wants me to be.” She didn’t believe the sentiment, but she’d be damned to admit he was right after all these decades together.

The pair admired a large mural of a cheetah made up of hundreds of thousands of tiny black-and-white images until her attention was drawn to the room by their left. There were only two occupants, a young man slowly edging around the room and an equally young woman resting on the leather seat in the middle.

Felicity watched whilst the young woman never took her eyes off the man perusing the photos on the wall. Her gaze was intent but there was a softness that infused her features with what appeared to be fondness. Perhaps even attraction? The young man, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to being the focus of the woman. His posture was stiff, hands clasped behind his back with a slight rock on the balls of his feet when something interested him.

If this wasn’t a budding romance, she’d eat her hat. Felicity tugged gently at the cuff of Howard’s shirt sleeve, nodding her head in the direction of the young couple and was met with a sigh of resignation.

“Leave them be,” he hissed, though there was no heat to his tone. Despite the words, he too began to watch as the young woman moved towards the man and started to speak. They were too far away to hear the conversation, but it was obvious after a moment that it wasn’t going well.

The couple watched on whilst the woman’s expression turned to shock then irritation. Whatever the man was saying, it wasn’t going over well, and when she strode off to the other side of the room, Howard could only feel sympathy for the young man. He looked genuinely perplexed, a hand scratching at the back of his neck as if the skin prickled from the exchange.

Felicity leaned into her husband to speak close to his ear. “Doesn’t that remind you of anyone?” She chuckled, turning twinkling eyes up at him and he felt a swell of love wash through him. It did remind him of someone, himself, and the young woman would be Felicity, his Flic.

“He looks as baffled as I felt back then. You always seemed to be mad at me for something I didn’t even realise was wrong,” Howard admitted with a shake of his head.

“I was, though it hardly matters now. The only thing that truly matters is how he deals with it… will he turn on his heel or will he try to resolve the issue?”

It was obvious that the wheels inside the young man’s head were turning at an astonishing rate, but he wasn’t moving, and Felicity’s shoulders slumped sadly.

“Give him a moment,” Howard chastised, pointing towards the man’s hand. “Don’t you see how he wishes to reach for her?”

He was right. The man’s hand was stretching, reaching as if what he wanted was just out of reach. It dropped as quickly as it happened, but only because he took the tentative steps to move alongside his object of affection.

“I always reached out for you, just as he did for her. Maybe they’ll make it,” he whispered co-conspiratorially.

“He’s confused, darling. I don’t think he quite knows what he wants, only that he doesn’t have it yet. Come on,” she said, moving them towards the young couple.

The woman was near yelling, yet the man simply looked on in confusion. So badly she wished to grab them both by the ear and turn them to face one another. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife and it was like stepping into a memory of her past, familiar and amusing. Back then, it had been far from funny but with the advantage of hindsight and a lot more life experience, she could view it for what it was.

“Oh, Howard, look there. Doesn’t that bring back memories?” Felicity called loudly, pleased when the pair jumped in surprise at being interrupted. They jerked apart like naughty children, and it only strengthened her belief that they both wanted something more than their current situation.

“They say that couples shouldn’t bicker, especially in public,” she said with a slight laugh. “But don’t listen to such rubbish. Howard and I used to snipe at each other regularly, and we’ve been married thirty-five years.”

The look of utter shock on their faces, especially the woman, was worth it. Along with the stammered explanations that it wasn’t what it seemed, that they weren’t a couple. So that was where the problem lay. Felicity wondered if it was down to one party in particular, and her gaze strayed to the young man.

A quick assessment painted a detailed picture. Young, handsome, successful, affluent given the timepiece on his wrist but maybe too invested in his work? She couldn’t blame him; society expected all youngsters these days to chase after unrealistic dreams. A career wasn’t the only thing that mattered in life, and from the expression he wore, he wasn’t as happy as he made out. A nudge in the right direction might do the trick. It would be a shame to see a bright young woman slip through his fingers simply because he was scared to try to make it work.

“My dear, when you’ve been around as long as we have, you start to trust what your gut tells you. I won’t say anything else except to offer this one piece of advice. Don’t go to bed angry, and don’t wait to go after what you truly want.”

Felicity offered a kindly smile at the young man, his jaw slack at the offered wisdom. She patted the woman’s arm once more as Howard led her away, but only after he offered his own incline of the head at the man. There was compassion in his eyes, and she knew that it felt like he was staring at his younger self at that moment. She knew that because it was the same for her, a ghost of the past come to remind them both where they started and how far they had come.

“Do you think they’ll make it?” Felicity asked once they were well out of earshot.

Howard sighed, turning his head back for a moment before replying. “If he’s anything like me then he’ll do whatever it takes to make it work.”

“You old softie…”

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[kokomyass]

JJK headcannons ☆ Characters as Dads

JJK x Fem!Reader

Genre: ☁️

Trigger warnings ⚠️: none!!

featuring: Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Geto Suguru, Toji Fushiguro, Megumi Fushiguro, Yuji Itadori

synopsis: in which, the jjk men are given the real test of fathership

a/n: it seems that jjk won and we give the people what they want!

also, in this i’m just gonna do it so it is daughter because idk i just see them all having daughters yk?

i hope you guys enjoy, and happy new year too!! 💜🎵

Gojo would be such an immature dad. He would basically be another baby in the household, but that is what makes your daughter love him so much. He seems to love your daughter to PIECES and is always playing with her but when it comes to ACTUAL parenting tasks you best believe he is sitting out…only because he is incapable…

On the good side, he seems to be the perfect company for your daughter and whenever you get overwhelmed he subtly tries to help you out. Coming around and giving you hugs from behind to comfort you. Even though he doesn’t say it you can tell he doesn’t want to see his baby grow up.

“Sooo…do you want cucumbers in this sandwich or..? Gojo asked looking down at his daughter who looked at him with a look of disappointment.

Gojo was currently making his daughter a peanut and jelly sandwich, something he hadn’t even heard of before. Yet here he was making it like a chef…or so he thought..

“Dad…are you okay in the head? Who puts that together?” your daughter said with her hands on her hips looking sassy.

“Why you..!” Gojo picked up your daughter and threw her up and down making her giggle.

You walk past chuckling to yourself, watching your husband and daughter play together.

“Satoru, are you sure you can take care of her?” you knew the answer was probably no, but you trusted it wouldn’t be too bad.

“Of courseeee! You know I can! Plus our sweet sweet daughter will help me out! Right?”

“Of course, Dad!! We will have so much fun!” your daughter wrapped her arms around Gojo’s neck smushing her face into his as he hugged her back.

���Well if anything goes wrong let me know!” you give your daughter a soft peck on the cheek and press a soft kiss on Gojo’s lips before leaving.

At least they would have fun together even if Gojo couldn’t do anything properly.

Nanami is husband material and i think it is safe to assume he is also father material. This guy knows the ins and outs of parenting. If you saw how skillful he was changing your baby’s nappies…you would think he had done it a million times

Even though he may not be the most energetic dad his love for your daughter is evident…he lets her sleep on his chest while he is working, he makes her lunches, whenever you’re tired you don’t even have to ask because he can tell and he is already on it doing everything you would do. GET YOURSELVES A NANAMI!! 🙌🙌

“Dad!! Guess what?!” your daughter excitedly said jumping up and down by Nanami’s leg.

You had unfortunately fallen ill and even though you didn’t mention it once to Nanami, you knew he would notice so you took this time to nap on the chair in your living room.

“What is it,sweetheart?” Nanami smiled softly to his excited daughter as he cooked dinner whilst also making soup for you to drink later.

“In school today, the teacher asked what we liked about our dads! Can you guess what I said?” your daughter giggled as Nanami acted clueless as to what your daughter was saying

“I haven’t a clue…why don’t you tell me?”

“I said that you are the kindest, strongest, funnest dad ever and my dad is better than everyone else’s!” Nanami chuckled at his daughter’s words.

He paused his cooking to pick his daughter up.

“You really think all that about your me?” Nanami asked as your daughter played with his hair

“Of course Dad! I love you very very much!!” Your daughter gave Nanami a big kiss on his cheek as he smiled.

“I love you more, sweetheart.” Nanami said softly as he kissed her head.

Your heart melted as you couldn’t stop smiling at the scene in front of you.

Geto would literally banter with your daughter. Like if there is a day where your daughter and Geto don’t argue over something then they aren’t your husband and daughter…and it’s very obvious to see which personality your child took.

Despite the consistent arguments that they have, Geto is clearly extremely close with his daughter, they act like they are life long besties that are starting to get fed up with each other. Geto doesn’t seem to notice all the times that you see him lurking in your daughter’s room to make sure she is okay hehe….

“Ugh! Dad! That was my chocolate!” you suddenly heard your daughter shout, but you didn’t pay any attention to it as you knew it was your daughter and Geto up to their squabbles again.

“Hey…it wasn’t named how was i meant to know it was yours?” Geto smirked as your 5 year old folded her arms and smirked back.

“Well, father, if you remember yesterday, when we went shopping you bought it for me after I asked.” your daughter sassed back

“I’ll buy you another one…” Geto said as he sat down by you on the couch throwing his arms behind you.

“No. Share that one with me Dad, or I will tell mum what you did in the car two days ago!” your daughter stepped closer as Geto smirked.

“Why you little…c’mere…” Geto gestured your daughter over as she giggled and run over sitting on his lap and snatching the chocolate out of his hands.

“Um honey what happened in the car?” you asked folding your arms raising an eyebrow.

“Don’t worry about it!” both your husband and daughter said in sync.

After some attacking, you smiled at your two favourite people as they continued to squabble….well you love them anyway…

Toji would acc treat your daughter like a princess. You think he treats you like a princess? Wait till your daughter comes along and steals the throne.

There is not one thing he wouldn’t do for your daughter, and you are worried she will turn into a spoiled brat because she loves taking advantage of how Toji treats her and can carry her with ease. However you are grateful because you know whenever you can’t spend time with your daughter, Toji can shower her in loads of love instead.

You had gone to pick up your daughter from school with your husband, Toji.

“Dad!! Mom!!” you heard a cute and excited voice as you saw your daughter running up to you and Toji.

“My little princess, how was school today?” Toji picked up your daughter with ease as she hugged him tightly

“It was so fun!! Although that boy kept pulling my hair and it hurt..” your daughter said pointing to the boy

You could see Toji scowl, and you knew there was no stopping him.

“Honey make sure you don’t traumatise them too much okay?” you give him a kiss and kiss your daughter’s forehead.

“Don’t worry doll, won’t do much, just give a lil warning that’s all…” you sighed hoping that’s all it would be.

“Okay, i’ll wait in the car.”

Toji walked over to the mother, father and boy with your daughter still in hand.

“I heard your son here is pestering my daughter?”

“Our little Timmy would never!” the dad replied before looking up and being absolutely frightened by the tall built man in front of him.

“Yeah, well i don’t give a damn. Pester my darling daughter again and you are dead.” Toji said before walking off, leaving the family stunned and frightened.

“Dad you are so cool! You always protect me!”

“And I always will pumpkin, now let’s go see your mom.” Toji chuckled as he kissed your daughter’s head.

Megumi would lowkey be jealous of your daughter when she gets more attention that him. Don’t get me wrong he would be in love with your daughter but sometimes if he ever sees you paying attention to your daughter and not giving him attention he would silently be sulking.

Luckily all he has to do is summon a demon dog to play with your daughter and she is occupied so he can spend time with you. Despite this slight jealously, Megumi showers your daughter in love, playing with her (even if it involves him role playing a princess) especially when you aren’t looking so you don’t call him soft.

“Ahhh, please save me knight in shining armour!” Megumi squealed the best he could in a girls voice.

Megumi had been forced by your daughter to play princess and knights as usual and Megumi thanked the Gods that you were in the bedroom getting ready for an outing.

“Dad!! You don’t sound girlish enough!” your daughter complained as Megumi sweat dropped.

“I’m trying my best honey…but okay…” Megumi was obviously worn out from this game but didn’t want to hurt your daughter’s feelings.

He began his feminine voice again but as soon as he heard your bedroom door open he shut up earning a shout from you.

Luckily your outfit distracted your daughter as she started squealing.

“Mom! You look like a princess! Your a much better princess than Dad!” you giggled as you were curious to see Princess Megumi.

You gave her a tight hug and peppered kisses around her face.

“Who bless me with such a sweet little girl”

Little did you know, Megumi was feeling jealous already.

“Hey sweetheart? Look it’s the demon dogs they want to play!” that quickly got your daughter’s attention as she began playing with them and having fun.

“Love you Dad!” your daughter shouted whilst being suffocated by the dogs.

“Love you too….have I told you how beautiful you look my dear?” Megumi smiled as he kissed you.

You smiled at Megumi’s jealousy but not complaining…

Yuji definitely bought like 10 parenting books because he was so worried he would be a bad dad…but when your daughter arrived he didn’t need any of those books because he was a flawless dad.

Yuji would be fun and caring to your daughter and even if he didn’t know how to do something for her, he would find a way just to see her happy. It’s so cute and heartwarming seeing Yuji and your daughter together because their wholesomeness could make you melt.

“So you want pigtails?” Yuji was trying his best to do his daughter’s hair for the first day of school, despite not doing the style ever.

“Yeah Dad! You think you can do it?”

Yuji could hear the fear in his daughter’s voice. He knew how important this first day was for her and the least he could do was give her a good hairstyle to boost confidence.

“It will be the best pigtails hairstyle you have ever seen!” Yuji chuckled as you laughed and he got to work.

“Dad, I love them so much everyone will love me!” your daughter spun around, looking at herself in the mirror.

“I’m glad you like it sweetheart.” Yuji ruffled her hair just as you walked in.

“Hey honey, ready for school? Oooo i love the hair too!!” you asked pinching her nose.

“Thank you Mom! Dad did it! And yeah i am, i just wanna speak to Dad really quickly!” you raised your eyebrows as you nodded leaving and shutting the door behind you.

“Dad…I’m nervous…” Yuji’s eyes widened as he knelt down and laced his hands on your daughter’s shoulders.

“Honey, you are a bright, beautiful, kind, and outgoing girl. Be yourself and everyone will love you for who you are and if anyone pester you i will deal with them okay? You got this!” he suddenly felt his daughter wrap her arms around him.

“Thank you Dad…I love you!”

“I love you more!”

All you could do is soon from the sweet interaction between your amazing family.

a/n: hope you enjoyed! a bit of a struggle because i was writing on a shitty ipad so i’ll probably edit later

anyway, love you guys!💜🦄

[stardustluvs]

Boyfriend - Nolan Hansen (Headcanons)

Pairing: Nolan Hansen x gn!Reader

Summary: My list of headcanons for Nolan about how he would be in a relationship.

Warnings: None

Author’s Note: I love Nolan so much and if I have to write my own content, I will.

Requests are open! || masterlist

Very big on physical touch

He needs to be holding your hand or something at all times

Sometimes he gets in super clingy moods where he will not let you move away from him, even if you both have work to do

“We could just stay in, not do anything today…” “You literally need to go film with Jimmy in like an hour.” “And?”

Definitely lounges around the house/sleeps in your clothes

It’s 100% a comfort thing, and it’s cute

Drags you along when he has to go film

His eyes are always on you

He actually somehow seems more energetic when you’re there

He is never ever serious

You guys could be talking about the most serious thing in the world and he’d find a way to make you laugh

He will do anything you ask him to, he is an absolute simp

His friends use this as a way to tease him more

Has more than a few bad pictures of you saved to his phone

He would hug you from behind and kiss your cheek or the top of your head

Would never let the night end with an argument

“Okay, we can just talk more about this in the morning? I love you, goodnight.”

Huge picture taker, he will take tons of pictures of you, whether you know about them or not

Likes showing things he likes off to you

He would probably just be happy you’re interested in what he has to say in the first place

Literally just wants to be around you all the time

Will 100% cuddle up to you every night

[b4b3tte]

hello!! i love ur writing, and was wanting to give a request!! I would love a rocky balboa x reader, with a reader that is very shy. just a soft little moment between them. super fluffy!! maybe reader sees some flowers she loves so he gets a bouquet for reader? tysm and of course u don't have to do this if u don't want!!

— JUST FOR YOU

꒰ ⊹ ˚ Summary — All Rocky does is try to win your heart, but your shyness makes it 10 times harder, he decides he’ll show you his love by observing your likes and dislikes

Pairing — Rocky!Balboa X Fem!Reader

Contains of — Fluff, mentions of self-doubt, Boxing Matches, holding hands, unintentionally watching reader in secret,

Babettes note — AA ANON I LOVE THIS SM AND YOU ARE THE SWEETEST!! I love this idea and I hope I was able to fulfill your desires with this scenario!! I didn’t know the flowers you liked so I picked some random ones I hope that’s okay!! If there is anything you don’t like you can tell me and I’ll be happy to fix it, don’t be afraid to request more things! Not proofread so sorry for any mistakes

You’ve always been a shy character, it was something you couldn’t help, you had friends growing up but you just liked your own company so you avoided social interaction during your years of transitioning to a teenager to an adult

It didn’t take you long to realize that it bit you in the ass, you became even more shy than you were as a child, and social interaction was more scarier then ever.

you only had one friend from childhood, Fiona, she certainly was a snarky character but she helped you move to Pennsylvania, she got you a job at the pet shop but she didn’t mention that you’d have a dog following you around everywhere

That dog was a Local Fighter Rocky Balboa, yeah he was attractive ( like extremely attractive ) but you never received male attention ever, it was a shock to you that someone so extroverted, loud and energetic liked your type of personality

You didn’t mind the attention he gave you it’s just you didn’t know how to respond, and what’s crazy is that he never stopped his chances with talking to you, or asking you to come to one of his fights

You felt like you were in a point of your life was to keep working and getting out of the poor side of Philadelphia, you thought you weren’t able to get a partner in this stage ( it’s your shyness stop the cap ) but on the other hand rocky was in awe of you

He likes the drastic differences in your guys personalities he definitely believes in “ opposites attract “ and not to mention the fact he found you insanely pretty, he just had to have a chance with you, but it seems like no matter what he does you always brush him off

He knows you don’t do it purposely but it still sorta bugged him, but he only viewed it as a sign to keep proving to you until you guys went on a date together so that’s exactly what he did on your Saturday off work

But it was unintentional, none of you guys knew you both liked to go to the fancy rich downtown side of Philadelphia, you liked the stores, the lights, the way the sun shined down it and the atmosphere, meanwhile rocky just walked around to clear his mind, two different reasons but it works!

While rocky walked down the sidewalk of the fancy town bouncing the blue toy ball he looks up at this flower shop, he noticed a lady staring at a certain bouquet of flowers, a mesmerizing combination of white lilacs and red dahlias. He couldn't quite explain why he was fixated on this seemingly random lady, but an inexplicable familiarity drew him in. So, he patiently waited for this lady to turn around.

When “ this lady “ was you and you did turn around, Rocky's face lit up with joy, and a warm smile graced his features. He intended to approach you, but just as he was about to, you turned on your heel and walked away. A frown crept onto his face, but he decided to visit the flower shop's window instead. There, he inquired about the price of the lilac and dahlia bouquet.

Back in Rocky's apartment, he grabbed a couple of ice cubes from the freezer and placed them on his forehead. His love for you drove him to want to provide everything you needed and deserved, but he faced financial constraints, struggling even to take care of himself. Determined, he knew he had to find his next fight to secure the money for that special bouquet.

Night fell, and Rocky continued his routine of stopping by at the pet shop. Each morning and evening, he'd pop in to check on the animals and share his daily joke with you. However, this time, he didn't show up. Worried that he might have given up on you, you asked Fiona about his whereabouts, trying not to arouse suspicion.

"Hey Fiona! Do you happen…to know where Rocky is?..by any means?.." You nervously inquired.

Fiona glanced up from her magazine, still somewhat engrossed in it. "Hmm, no, hun, I don't. I think Paulie mentioned something about a fight earlier at the bar," she replied casually.

You oddly forget that he fights for a living, It was one thing to enjoy watching others in the ring, but the thought of him enduring punches and blows for a paycheck weighed heavily on your mind more than it should if your being honest

Sweating and panting, Rocky waited in the locker room with an ice pack on his forehead, eagerly anticipating his earnings as the victorious fighter. The sum was $200, but after deductions for showers and towels, he was left with $100.

“ hey rocky, here’s your share for tonight ah, so 200 dollars but with shower, towel, etc fee that’s a hundred dollars less, but with you being the winner I’m living you with 100 “

Either way His excitement soared, not because he was thinking of paying his rent, but because he finally had enough to buy you the bouquet you deserved.

The next day, he returned to the flower shop, joyfully paid for the flowers, although the cashier might’ve thought he was too excited because after she said the price he slammed a 20 dollar bill on the counter with an eager smile

( AUTHORS NOTE!!! 20 dollars might not seem ALOT but I tried doing some research of prices back then and now, and the economy has changed alot, so back than 20 dollars would have the modern value of 120 dollars so it was extremely expensive back then )

and brought them back to his apartment, placing them in a vase. He patiently waited until your shift ended, timing his arrival perfectly. As you locked up the store and waved goodbye to the puppies in the window, he hid the bouquet behind his back.

"Yo, Y/n!" he called out, surprising you with his presence at this hour.

Startled yet delighted at his voice, you turned around to see Rocky's beaming face and noticed his concealed hands. "Oh, hi, Rocky. Um, what are you doing out here so late?" You asked hesitantly, eager to engage in conversation for the first time.

Rocky chuckled warmly and replied, "You think I can't protect myself? Well, I got you something. I hope you like them; I think they're really special."

In an instant, you was presented with a dazzling bouquet of lilacs and dahlias, exactly the one you had admired in the downtown shop. Your smile radiated happiness as you gratefully accepted the flowers. This thoughtful gesture made you see Rocky in a whole new light.

"Wow! These are absolutely beautiful. Thank you so much!" You exclaimed, overflowing with joy. You hugged him tightly, prompting him to shift the bouquet to his opposite hand, laughter bubbling up at your unexpected reaction.

Unable to contain your gratitude, you continued, "I can't possibly thank you enough. You didn't have to, and how did you even know I loved these?"

Rocky, slightly bashful, replied, "Well, you see, I can be very focused on things, and I thought you'd like 'em you know and uh they are just for you. " He offered to walk you home, and you accepted. As you guys strolled down the sidewalk, you subtly inched your pinky closer to his hand, a silent invitation from your shy nature. He smiled and, taking the hint, gently held your hand.

"You tryna hold my hand now, babe?" he teased. You chuckled and warned, "I can stomp on these, you know." He bent down to leave a kiss on top of your head, and together, you guys continued walking, talking about his fight the previous night and forging a deeper connec

Thank you so much for reading this!!! I really hope it gives you rocky vibes and fills your scenario desires!! Sorry if this took longer than you expect I was focusing on my YouTube channel for awhile!! I appreciate the love and the support and feel free to request anything any time you want<3 bye guys ❤️‼️

[miupow]

okay have to ask about *your* dad!txt thoughts since you've been in my askbox hehe

-ari

omg my dad!txt thoughts... i have so many but i will try to keep this short (i didn't)

txt as dads~

dad!soobin

╰⪼ has four or five kids, and none of them were planned TT they're all close together in age too, one after another.. soobin just can't keep his hands to himself when it comes to his wifey ><

╰⪼ certified girl dad omg but he'd have both... twin girls then a boy, then another girl, and then another boy hehe and they're all so sweet and shy like him :(

╰⪼ his kids walk all over him!! he just can't say no to them when they whine and pout :( gets them whatever they want and will do whatever they ask him to. tea parties and makeovers? nerf gun battles and dramatic storybook readings? doesn't matter he'll do it cos he loves spending time with his kids :>

╰⪼ he's just such a family man TT he loves his little ever-growing family sm and makes it known every day :(

dad!yeonjun

╰⪼ two kids cos he's a single child and wants his kids to have siblings :3 two girls, both spoiled absolutely rotten! they eat his credit card for lunch omg but he doesn't care, anything to make his baby girls happy ^^ they're such brats tho i know it TT have their daddy wrapped around their little fingers

╰⪼ even more of a girl dad than soobin oml... his daughters are his princesses and he'd move mountains for them if he had to!! literally melts anytime his daughters ask for something, he has to get it cos then they'll cry, and he can't stand to see his babies cry...

╰⪼ such a protective dad :( always holding them close, freaks out any time they fall or get hurt, even if it's just a little scrape. swoops them up in his arms n coddles them >< omg if kids were being mean to them at school or something.. full rampage on the poor teachers

╰⪼ always covered in glitter or has bows in his hair, carries their baby photos in his wallet, always running home as fast as he can every day so he can spend time with his favorite girls ;(

dad!beomgyu

╰⪼ he's such a boy dad nothing can convince me otherwise.. honestly that workman episode just solidified it for me. i think he'd have just one son, his mini me :( literally identical in every way, they even dress similar TT

╰⪼ his son is a little hellion tbh but it's okay cos he's cute.. just so energetic 24/7 and never seems to run out of energy TT somehow beomgyu manages to keep up with him.. i know the house is a mess

╰⪼ gyu has such a deep connection with his dad and i feel like it would be the same for him and his son :( they do absolutely everything together, with his son riding on his shoulders

╰⪼ i think beomgyu would be the least prepared to be a dad but i think he'd be such a good one :( before his son was born i think he would have a lot of anxiety about it :(

dad!taehyun

╰⪼ girl dad taehyun hits different im ngl, but i think he would have both a girl n a boy, two kids like yeonjun. they're both so polite and softspoken like their daddy :( n they both have his big brown boba eyes... crying

╰⪼ his kids would definitely be the most well behaved and respectful TT he would make sure that they behaved themselves and had good manners! they'd have good grades and play soccer and just be so intelligent.. he'd just have the best kids

╰⪼ science experiments and ant farms and bottle rockets :( his kids are so curious and he loves to watch them learn and grow <3 he always helps them too, his favorite way of spending time with them. they climb all over him like he's a jungle gym but he doesn't mind cos he's strong enough to hold them both even when they're older :>

╰⪼ like yeonjun he'd be so protective over his son and daughter, always wary about them getting hurt. he's that helicopter dad at the playground who wont take his eyes off of his kids lol. if anything ever happened to them he'd be absolutely beside himself

dad!hyuka

╰⪼ oh hyuka ;( two boys and a girl, opposite of him and his sisters. he'd be such a good girl dad because he grew up around girls but i think his sons would be such mini mes always following him around.. the huening gene is so strong they would look just like him :( he and his sons would be so protective over their daughter/baby sister too

╰⪼ just loves his kids so much :( he'd be such a good dad i can't even put it into words omg, would dedicate his life to them from the moment they were born. the fact that he was a dad would be the most important part of his identity from then on

╰⪼ i think he'd have kids later than the other boys so he'd be a lot more mature when they come into his life, a lot more prepared for the responsibility. omg that's all he would do is prepare when his wife told him she was pregnant, obsessed with learning as much as he can so he can be the best husband/father he can be

╰⪼ just dad hyuka. literally haunts me every waking moment

[xcyphoz0a]

Unrequited

Gender neutral reader, angst TW/CW: none but a lot of heartbreak Character(s): Tighnari Word count: 928 Proofread: n/a | Sometimes the fact that you like someone can be hurtful to that person. | A/N: So. I come again with angst for my boi

Maybe it was because of how he felt these feelings for the first time, or maybe it was because you were one of the rare few to talk to him without overstepping his boundaries, but he knew for a fact that he fell for you. Hard.

And he’d always look from afar, taking in your blurry features, talking to Collei, watching you with curious eyes as you hastily walk around here and there.

Sighing when you’d leave with a nervous smile, patting the green haired girl’s shoulder, slipping away to the streets of Sumeru city. His ears would fall in disappointment as he watches you wave a small good bye to him as you leave the forest.

But he’d never know how you’d be telling your own lover about the nervousness you felt within the forest, as if there were a pair of watchful eyes on you, scrunitising every single move you’d make. He’d never know how your lover would narrow their eyes at your words, reminding you to take them with you whenever you’d go near the forest. He would never know how you’d hold onto your lover for comfort, how you’d be letting out a breath that you didn’t know in their arms, melting into their warm embrace as they tell you little things about what happened today.

Collei knows. She knows and she wishes she could tell him– how you’d always tell her that you felt someone watching you– that you’d always forget to bring your significant other whenever you visited. The magenta eyed girl awkwardly stands in the middle like an unsteady tightrope walker, wishing that he’d finally get the idea that you’re already in a satisfactory and happy relationship.

Perhaps it was just the more animal sides kicking in, unable to find any rationality within his mind whenever you came into his sight. Maybe it was that– causing him to look over the hints of the anxiety exuding from your slightly trembling form.

Maybe another factor to it was how Collei seemed to be unable to talk about the interaction you had with her–bless her heart, she would, but she didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.

And a few months pass by, your visits becoming more seldom than ever, while he yearns for your form, wishing to see you again in the forest. And when you do, you’d feel the gaze to be stronger, more glaring and nerve-racking.

By perchance, it was that growing eerie feeling that you’d feel when you’d finally bring your lover in tow, gripping onto their arm as Collei greets you once again, eyes widening in surprise when you finally introduce them as your lover to the girl after many forgotten attempts to bring them in the forest with you.

She’s only heard of them once in a while, but she’s never seen them before, or perhaps she did, but she can’t remember. But for sure, she can definitely tell that your lover is nice–good manners, a pleasant smile, warm gaze and everything anyone would wish for in their future significant other. On one hand, Collei’s relieved that you–her best friend– has someone to confide in other than herself, and someone to love. On the other, she’s worried about him, where this worry conveys to her slightly trembling hands, shaky voice. She asks you if you feel safer now in the forest, and you reply with an energetic nod of your head, smiling in response as your lover chuckles at your antics, relieved that you feel safer now. Collei’s happy–for a moment, and she remembers her master again, wondering if he’s finally given up, or if he feels the stronger wave of jealousy pulling him into the grips of envy.

And you still do feel the glare, but not as strongly. Though you notice that the eyes have switched to the person by your side, watching your significant other tap your hand with slight anxiety as they suggest you both leave soon. You nod in response as you take your farewells to the girl, and lastly the dark green haired boy near the entrance of the forest, you taking quicker, hastier steps towards the city while your lover takes more slower, laid back steps.

However, they notice immediately the short glare that he sends towards them, and they leave, taking your hand in their own as you both make way towards the city’s entrance.

The day after, he leaves the forest in search of you–a rare sight, and once he does, he pulls you over towards the river. You greet him with an awkward smile, eyes scrunched in confusion.

He doesn’t know where this sudden surge of confidence came from, but he confesses. Looking at you directly in the eye as he waits for your response.

He sees you grimace slightly, and his confidence shatters instantly, eyes and ears drooping as he turns away from you. “I’m sorry…” you mutter out, and you leave instantly, leaving him near the river.

At that moment, Tighnari wishes that he gave up earlier. He knew that you already had someone–archons, he met them yesterday.

But Tighnari can’t help but feel the tears escape from his eyes, watching his own reflection on the water as he stands there, alone.

Since then, he knew that sometimes, feelings for someone may hurt that exact person unknowingly. He learnt that the difficult way.

And he decides that he’ll never attempt to fall in love again, closing his walls as he refuses to leave the comfort of his own room, scared to confront his own fragile heart.

[howdoesagrapewrites]

𝙏𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙮𝙘𝙡𝙚

Cw: fluff, poly!fem!reader x Pavitr Prabhakar x Gayatri Singh

Part two: Y/N and Gayatri meet Gwen, Miles and Hobie

>You were Gayatri's best friend

>Have you ever seen those two girls who cannot be separated for the life of them? The ones that do every school project together? The ones that feed each other at lunch while giggling? The ones that are always wearing matching bff necklaces or rings? Ok, those best friends

>And everyone knew you and Gayatri were a package deal, if she made a new friend, they were your friend too, if you made one, it was hers too, if someone gave the other weird vibes, then you would minimize contact with them

>You were attached at the hip since middle school

>You remember the first time you decided to put makeup on, you took your mom's makeup kit and Gayatri used all the knowledge she gathered from 2010's youTube makeup tutorials to apply it on you, you did the same. It looked patchy, you didn't powder, and used awful toned shades, but it was enough for you and for her (every photo belonging to that time period has been purposefully destroyed)

>Your friendship with Gayatri always seemed perfectly normal to you, it was all just girls being girls, admiring her for afar, loving her (platonically!!!111!!!11!!!!) more than anything you've ever known, feeling at home when she hugged you and you could smell her hair, thinking no one else in this world could understand you like she does, getting mad when boys flirted with her (they're not good enough for your friend!!!)

>just girls being girls

>"I'm glad you didn't go out with Akshay, he looks nice, but I heard he's a flirt" Gayatri stated while putting on mascara in the school bathroom, you mindlessly fixed your hair

>There had been a handful of boys who would leave notes in your lockers, or timidly offer to walk one of you home, but most often than not, they were met with rejection, from picky excuses, to the classic "my dad won't let me date"

>It happened a couple times, but the boyfriends wouldn't last more than a week before you simply decided there was no spark, and ran to each other's house to gossip about it

>"I'm giving up on boys, none of them understand me, or treat me that good, they're so weird" Gayatri complained and paused to bring another spoonful of kulfi to her mouth "You make me feel better than any boy anyway, maybe you're my prince charming" she laughed angelically, bright eyes and her lips glossed over with some lipstick and some remains of the frozen treat you were sharing. That happened some time ago, and even though she laughed, she didn't accept anyone else after that, but she was just joking, right?

>You were sure there wasn't a force in the universe that could separate you from your best friend, even her family loved you as one of their own, there was nothing to be done

>Until you locked eyes with a guy that bumped into you in the hallways

>You stared at him and heard him mutter an apology, but you were too busy scanning all his features to register what was happening

>The mystery boy was a transfer student that started going to your class

>His name was Pavitr, and you would sometimes speak to him, he lived closer to you than Gayatri did, so after you got to her house in the walk after school, there was a solid 10 minutes you had alone with Pavitr

>He was so energetic and joyful, you didn't want to admit you liked him, but there was only so much hotness in you cheeks one could attribute to the spring sun in Mumbattan

>Gayatri was friends with him too, he was just as happy go-lucky as he was with you, you liked that he didn't make neither of you feel excluded from conversations or inside jokes, would he be the same way if you two ever got to date?

>The fantasy of dating Pavitr felt weird, incomplete, you couldn't leave your bestie behind like that! Yes, friends get in relationships, but you weren't just friends, you were best friends forever, super extra duper close friends, soulmate friends!

>But your fantasies came crushing down when she told you "Pavitr's so cute, you know? He's so different from the others, I think I like him, like, like-like him"

>Pavitr Prabhakar was off limits now, you shouldn't even look at him now

>You wouldn't throw the most important friendship you've ever had out of the window for a boy, even if that boy was pretty, the prettiest, and he was kind, and funny, and outgoing, and could light up the whole city with a smile

>sucks to be you, I guess

>a few weeks after that, they started dating, and you wanted to be happy for them, you wanted to be SO BADLY HAPPY, but you felt abandoned, jealous, and so sad

>You had to admit an ugly feeling always boiled in your stomach when Gayatri went on a date, or someone was clearly head over heels for her, but that was because they weren't good enough

>But Pavitr was good enough, he was the best guy, the only man you'd ever trust to date your friend, but the feeling remained

>a little less angry and more sad, but still remained

>They were still close to you, invited you to all their dates, that they would call group hangouts, but you could tell were dates

>At first it was fun, but you always lowered your gaze or pretend to do something else when they hugged, or kissed

>After every kiss, they would both exchange a look with you, but then look away and say something to break the ice, by their eyes, you could tell they were ashamed or saddened, maybe they didn't want to leave you behind and pitied you

>So you stopped going out with them when it clearly was a date, only showing up if there was more people, or if you saw them individually

>"wanna go to the movies w us tomorrow? :)" -Gayatri

>"too busy:/ got homework to catch up on" -you

>"dw luv, I can go your to place and help you w it" -Gayatri

>"ur a bad influence, I'll get distracted" -you

>"true" -Gayatri

>No, you didn't have homework, but seeing your crush and you best friend being cheesy was not the weekend plan you were looking forward to

>When you walked next to Pav, you were stiff and quiet instead of your normal self, he was your friend, but it felt so bad when you could hear your heart beating faster for a boy who was taken, taken by your favorite person in the world

>"I hope Gayatri got better from her allergies, I haven't seen her since last week" Pav said, hoping to break the ice

>"Didn't you go to the movies on Saturday?" You questioned

>"Oh, you couldn't go, it's not the same if it's not the three of us" he answered like it was the most natural thing in the world

>Was really your third wheeling so great to them that they cancelled a date because you weren't there?

>You thought about that for weeks, and wondered how many times it happened since you started to avoid them

>Today Gayatri behaved weird, no one else noticed, but you knew her like the back of your hand,

>She told you she needed you to go to her house after school, it was important

>You didn't push the subject, since she clearly wanted to discuss it in privacy

>A million possibilities ran through you head as you walked to her house, you were scared

>When you came into her room, Pavitr was there, why didn't she tell you? You thought it was a rude thing to do, but she was clearly in distress so you tried to not be so quick to judge

> You sat next to her on the bed, and saw how both of them interchanged nervous looks, Gayatri started speaking, not as nervous as her boyfriend, but still

>"I- I got something to tell you, well, I have a- Pavitr has a crush on you"

>"...What?!" You looked so offended right now, A crush? On you? On someone else? When he was dating the prettiest most amazing girl in the world?! If you were dating Gayatri you would never, ever-

>"It's okay! It's not like that, I like you too!" Her voice interrumpted your mental rambling. Ok, this got way more confusing "I knew I loved you, but I didn't want to ruin our friendship, and when I started liking Pavitr I thought it was over, that we'd go back to being friends, but it felt awkward when you weren't around, and it felt like cheating when we spent time alone"

> Pavitr started "Gayatri is really so amazing, and I love her so much, but I love you so much too, and I thought it wasn't right to her, so I wanted to break up, but she had the same issue. I guess the thing we want to say is, would you give us a chance?" He flashed that charming smile to you, and paired with Gayatri's love-filled gaze, you almost melted

>Of course you liked her, you were so oblivious, that explains literally everything you have ever questioned about your dynamic with her, but maybe you were scared too

>"I'd love to" you shyly responded and held their hands

>Maybe not all relationships have just two wheels, maybe tricycles are thrice as fun

[enderwolf91]

☆彡彡 A New Start ミミ☆

synopsis: life has become dull working your office job, unable to go out and enjoy yourself anymore. upon opening a letter your grandfather left to you after his passing, you find yourself on a bus to a new life, hoping to find that spark you so craved for in life.

word count: ~2.6 k

warnings: none!

notes: rewrite of this. the first part to (hopefully) a good series. this is the first fic I've written for an audience in a long time, and I want to put a lot of effort into each chapter, so I apologize if updates to this are slow. I also apologize if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes, English isn't my strongest subject despite speaking it my entire life lol. Enjoy!

“Three more? I just got done with the two you gave me yesterday!”

“I'm just here to give you your assignments, if you have problems take ‘em to the boss, Daniel.”

A loud scoff comes from the other side of the cubicle's wall, the sound of papers being taken with an aggravated force. “Whatever…”

A few moments later, a short figure takes up the opening to your cubicle, a man you're unfortunately familiar with as he holds out two Manilla folders with a bored expression. “Your next assignments for the week.” He speaks as if on the verge of yawning, casually glancing around the small, gray box at the minor number of decorations taped to the walls.

“Thanks, Paul,” you respond, less than enthralled to see more folders to join the stack on your desk. “I'll get started on them tomorrow morning.”

Turning back to your computer, the lines of words and numbers on the document you've been writing have started blurring together. But the looming presence still in the doorway of the cubicle draws you back to Paul, who's still looking around at the papers and photos you've taped up and the cliche cat poster the company gifted everyone last year that's started to wear and tear at the edges.

“Is there… something I can help you with, Paul?” You question him, biting back a grimace as his ears turn a light red as he finally looks at you.

“Hm? Oh! Actually, yeah, I wanted to ask if you were free tonight? There's a… bar nearby if you want to get drinks after work?” He fidgets with the stack of folders in his arms, shifting from one foot to the other as he can't seem to meet your eye.

It's the third time he's asked this month.

“Paul…” You sigh, “I appreciate the invitation… but I can't. There's stuff I need to finish by the end of the week, and with more work being piled on top of that. I just- I don't have time to go out.”

The disappointment is evident in Paul's expression as he gives a tight-lipped smile, “right. I'll… let you get back to work then.”

“Yeah…” You drift off, slowly turning back to your computer as Paul shuffles to the next cubicle, his voice notably less energetic than before.

Sighing, you go back to typing away on your computer, the hours of the work day passing by without you. Though, your own words keep echoing in your mind and distract you from work.

I don't have time to go out.

It's an unfortunately true statement. Ever since you got this corporate job for Joja Mart, you just haven't had time to spend on anything else. Oftentimes staying late at the office to finish a report, or taking the work home when the janitors eventually had to lock up the building for the night. Though the mountain of work does come with a generous pay, enough to pay for your rent and groceries and then some. Money saved up for the off chance you did get time to go out, go to the mall or a bar, but that day has yet to come.

Fortunately, the company graced you with some paid vacation time for your hard work, allowing you to fly back home for your grandfather's funeral. Long expected but still unfortunate, he was somehow always the optimist, telling everyone around strive for a long life like he had, strive for a happy life like he lived.

And while he gave everyone else in the family small trinkets and heirlooms, you received an envelope with your name written on it and a small note.

‘Open when you want a new start’

The envelope sat heavy in your bag on the trip back, and now sits waiting in the top drawer of your desk, your curiosity of what's inside still hot on your mind as you pull open the drawer.

The envelope sits atop a stack of graphs and old papers, a crimson red seal plastered to the front with an unfamiliar emblem, a sort of peace sign looking symbol you've never seen before.

The note written above the seal calls out to you, ‘a new start’ drawing your curiosity out even more as you pick up the envelope. Using your office scissors, you carefully open the envelope and pull out the paper folded inside.

Seeing the handwritten makes you smile softly, the neat print your grandfather seemed to have perfected being a bit shaky and smudged from his old age.

‘So, my dear, you want to start anew, huh? A change of scenery? Fortunately, I didn't leave you with just a silly old letter while the others got gifts. I own a plot of land in Pelican Town that I'm leaving to you. It's an old farm I used to live on when I was about your age and moved away from home, needing a change in scenery. Take good care of the place for me, will ya? The residents of the town knew me well, I'm sure they'll be happy to hear you're coming to town. The number at the bottom will call an old friend of mine, let him know you're on the way and he'll take care of you. With love, your old pa

Jack: xxx-xxx-xxxx’

It was a stretch, moving to a town that was over a seven hour bus ride away, packing up all your belongings from your apartment and saying goodbye to the company that's paid your monthly living expenses for the past few years; all to live on a farm that would become your only source of income, selling the fruits of your labor and not knowing anyone in town.

The bus wasn't as comfortable as you were hoping, but you could lay across the row of seats since there weren't many other people, and no one who was on the same journey as you're on. It was nice watching the world go by in the comfortable silence of the bus.

The bustle of the city and slowness of the traffic opened up to calm suburbs and residential areas, a park passing by every so often with children and dogs running around with parents watching over them; which all faded to the quiet of the countryside, rolling hills of grass and the occasional spotting of trees, it was then you drifted off to sleep to the lull of the bus driving and lack of bright lights.

The next time your eyes open, you're still driving and now you're going through a mountainous area. There's a few people on the bus again, all sticking to themselves until the bus stops at a town, though not the one you're going to as the doors close and the bus driver heads back onto the road.

It's only when you go through a tunnel and pop out the other side you start to feel like you're getting close. The scenery is starting to clear and open up more, and just as you look out the window you drive past a sign signaling the next stop to be Pelican Town.

Seeing the sign sends a jolt through you, realization of what you're doing settling in as you look down at your luggage stuffed under the seat. It dawns on you, you just threw away the security of the life you had to move a day away from anyone you knew and potentially lose everything you have, all because you couldn't stand your office job anymore.

“Pelican Town,” the bus driver's voice shocks you to focus, seeing you've stopped at a bus stop with the town's welcome sign outside.

“Right… thanks,” anxiety crawls through you as you grab your bags, giving the driver a nice tip before stepping off the bus with a shaky breath.

And before you can change your mind, the doors close behind you and the bus is taking off again. Without you.

Looking around, the bus stop is nice, unexpectedly away from the main town. Instead it's in a nice fenced area, a few trees, benches, and a paved path leading out of the area. It looked more like a rest stop than the entrance to a town.

Even more to your surprise, a voice calls out to you from the paved path. “Hey! I knew I heard the bus come by, you must be Samuel's grandkid, right?”

A tall woman approaches you with a kind smile, her white locks pulled back into a tight ponytail as she brushes off the sleeves of her dark green jacket.

“Uhm… yeah, I am,” you nod shyly, tightening your grasp on your bag as the woman greets you up close.

“I'm Sojourn. Jack said you'd be coming to town soon. C'mon, I'll show you to your grandpa's old place.”

Without saying much, you follow Sojourn down the path, taking a right at the fork and following until you see another fence up ahead and a large cabin-like home comes into view.

“Here it is,” Sojourn hums, opening the gate onto the property. “It's seen some better days, or years, but it's all yours now.”

Your eyes are wide as you take in the plot of land. Trees are everywhere, though not dense enough to make it a forest, weeds and miscellaneous plants fill the ground and leave little room to move around. Large logs and fallen over trees and rocks litter about the area. A large pond near the gate is filled with lily pads and overgrown roots, but would make a nice place for fish to live in once cleaned up.

The only part the seemed to be taken care of was the small area near the gate and house, clear of bushes and weeds and any overgrowth.

“We took some time fixing up the house for you, though most of the old furniture was rotten and broken down so we had to get rid of it,” Sojourn explains. “But, we got you a new bed, dining table, fixed up the fuse box and got you a new TV. It's only the essentials, but we didn't want you left with nothing on your first night.”

“Wow…” You can't help but stare up at the house, seeing it's bigger than your childhood home. “Did… Grandpa build this place?”

“From the ground up, though he had some help,” a man comes out of the house, the door swinging fully open. You recognize his voice as Jack's from when you called him a week ago, the night you had opened the envelope. Jack closes the door behind him, before properly greeting you with a warm smile. “Good to meet you, kid. After I heard what happened with Sam, I hoped he mentioned this place to someone, or at least sold it to someone so it didn't go to waste. Glad to see he kept it in the family though.”

“I don't think anyone in our family knew about this place,” you admit, unable to recall any stories about a farm from your grandfather.

“Sounds likely,” Jack chuckles. “Old coop didn't tell us he had kids, let alone grandkids, until he was too old to make the trip out here. Got his letters about your entire family about a year ago.”

“That's when Jack wanted to start cleaning up this place,” Sojourn adds. “Kept coming out here by himself and disappearing all day. Found him out here all tuckered out from pulling weeds and decided to help him out.”

Jack sighs, looking across the plot of land, “don't know how he took care of this place by himself. Took us a year to just freshen up this much. But he had rows of crops planted year round, and had everything nice and organized. Too bad the old barn and coops all rotted away, the greenhouse took plenty of weather damage too.”

The thought makes a weight sink in your stomach, the anxiety of your situation surfacing again, the realization of your new life coming to light.

Just as you start to look around in a panic, a warm hand lands on your shoulder, Sojourn speaking with a sincere kindness, “if you need help with anything, don't hesitate to ask. Once you've settled into the house, we can introduce you to some people in town who can help spruce this place up. I'm sure Satya and Zarya wouldn't mind planning out a new chicken coop and barn for the future.”

“Torbjorn can take a look at Sam’s old tools and fix them up for you too,” Jack adds with a nod. You look between them, names going over your head as you focus on the fact that there's an entire town of people your grandfather knew, yet never mentioned to your family

“Why don't you settle in for now, get used to the place, work on the landscape if you feel ready for it,” Sojourn suggests to you, realizing you're still carrying your luggage, and have yet to see inside your new home.

“There's a box with some farming supplies inside. For now, don't worry about paying for food, stop by the general store or the tavern whenever you need to eat. Once you start growing crops, you can sell them to the general store to start your income. Just know, you gotta work to get paid, just like your grandpa did. So work hard on your farm, kid,” Jack rubs the top of your head, ruffling your hair up before he leaves with Sojourn, letting you go inside to settle into your new life.

The moment you go inside, you drop your bags and fall back on to the bed, thankful for how soft it is as you sink into the covers. The strain of sitting and laying on a bus seat for so long puts a strain on your spine, the pain easing away as you stare up at the ceiling, contemplating what to do next.

You'd never worked on a farm before, let alone ran one on your own. You had some experience in taking care of plants thanks to your mother and her backyard garden, and your grandfather used to let you watch him make things in his garage, he had shown you how to use his power tools and how to put together pieces of wood. You had the knowledge of what to do, but not the experience enough to make it your lifestyle, your new way of living.

It seemed that had to change then.

Sitting up, you look around the open space, finding the box of supplies Jack had talked about. Inside of it you find old tools; an ax, hoe, watering can, and pickaxe; a large bag of fertilizer, and packets of parsnip seeds.

It's a start, and you manage to carry the supplies outside to the open patch of land in front of the house.

Getting a hold on the tools was a bit awkward to get used to, and having to dig through the lily pads to fill the watering can was a close call to falling into the pond, but by the time the sun began to set you stand in front of a plot of planted seeds, all watered and fertilized to grow fast and well.

And the first call of an owl makes you slouch and yawn, already feeling sore from the extensive physical activity you haven't experienced since taking your old office job. Barely conscious as you shower and change into pajamas, you slide into the new bed, feeling like heaven under your exerted body, the blanket providing a warm comfort as you easily drift off to the sounds of nighttime bugs and critters.

[atomicwrite]

Hello, I’m a huge fan of your work!

Can I request a SFW of Boom Sonic x reader but alphabetical please? Boom Sonic is just a dork and I love him sm<3

Omg I had so much fun with this! I hope it turned out to your liking! ♡

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A – Affectionate: Sonic is very affectionate in private towards you and enjoys hugging, holding hands, and cuddling with you. He will occasionally kiss you on the cheek or forehead as well. You enjoy being hugged by him, especially when he is nuzzled into your neck. Affectionate kisses also include head nuzzles. However, Sonic will stand up and put some distance between you two if someone enters unexpectedly.

B – Brave: Sonic is incredibly brave and will always put himself in harm's way to protect you. His bravery is shown in his willingness to face dangerous situations alone, but he won't let anything get between you or your happiness. If something happens, he'll try everything in his power to make sure it doesn’t happen. If someone hurts you, he'll immediately start fighting that person.

C – Competitive: Sonic is competitive by nature and loves to challenge you to races and other games. He likes to win every time he participates in a competition, but he’s not willing to lose just because he loses. He’ll do whatever it takes to win. When he wins, he’ll smile at you proudly and show off all his trophies. He gets really excited whenever a good one comes out of their trials.

D – Determined: Sonic is determined to help you with anything you need and will do whatever it takes to make you happy. When he gets determined about something, he can't help himself from trying to achieve what he sets out to do. He has a lot of energy and wants to accomplish as many things as possible so that he can be happy. He can be stubborn sometimes, though, but when he does set his mind on something, it’s really hard for him to back down from it once he starts thinking about doing something. He’ll never say no, either. He’ll even go so far as to ask for permission to do something before he goes ahead with it. Determination is one of the strongest traits of his.

E – Energetic: Sonic has boundless energy and loves to run and play games with you. He will often push himself too much if you tell him to slow down, but when he sees the look on your face, he won’t listen. He’ll try harder than ever until you give up, but then he’ll cheerfully jump around and shout about how he won.

F – Funny: Sonic has a unique sense of humor and loves to make you laugh. He’ll always find some sort of joke to make you laugh. It may seem unfunny to anyone else, but to him it’s the most important thing in the world to hear you giggle. It’s also extremely easy for him to make you laugh, even if you don’t think it’s funny.

G – Generous: Sonic is very generous and loves to give you gifts and surprises. He might not know what to buy for you specifically, but he’ll spend an incredible amount of time looking through his options. He may only realize he bought something after it’s already been delivered.

H – Honorable: Sonic is very honorable and always keeps his promises. While he may forget to keep them in a situation like this, he’ll remember them afterwards. He tries to be as kind as possible to others when he can.

I – Independent: Sonic is independent and doesn't like to be tied down, which makes him extremely difficult to control, but props to you if you can figure out a way to do it. He tends to get easily annoyed if you tell him he can't do something (like very silly and weird things where he might end up getting hurt).

J – Jealousy: Sonic’s jealous streak is usually short lived and he will soon calm down. However, he’ll still feel bad and want to fix any problems with you. Sometimes he’ll act out, though, because he feels embarrassed. He’s very protective over you and he tends to become irritable and moody when he is jealous.

K – Kind: Sonic is very kind and friendly to everyone and will go out of his way to make new friends. He’s super outgoing and will talk to anyone who is nice to you. He’ll also try to make sure you have fun wherever you go. Whenever he thinks something might not be going well, he’ll be there to offer support. He’s a great big dork but a great friend. He loves to see you smile.

L – Lazy: Sonic can be pretty lazy, though not in the way that you're thinking. He actually loves to be lazy because it allows him to do whatever he wants without having to worry about anything. Sonic will also be more relaxed and less stressed if you don't have enough work to keep yourself busy with. He’s the type of guy that would rather nap during a movie marathon than stay awake and work.

M – Moody: Sonic is a little bit moody, but it’s more because he's sensitive. He doesn't mean to snap at you when you ask him to do something he doesn't want to, and he hates disappointing people. He'll never admit it, but he can be a little bit grumpy and he'll get mad easily if he feels mistreated or made fun of. He likes to pretend to be tough and strong when he gets upset, but he can also be a little bit soft inside. If you try and comfort him, he'll quickly change to his usual happy self.

N – Needy: Sonic can be very needy at times, but he’ll quickly calm down and get over it once you reassure him that he isn't annoying you, just being overly clingy. Remember that one time where Eggman retired for a week? Yeah, that hedgehog can be pretty jittery when he gets bored, especially if he hasn't done anything exciting for a while. While it annoyed everyone else, it was quite amusing for you.

O – Optimistic: Sonic is very optimistic and always looks on the bright side of things. He will always be the optimist, even when he knows something is wrong. The opposite of pessimistic would be Sonic with the mindset that things will eventually get better. Even if he's not feeling optimistic right now, he'll always be able to see a positive outcome somewhere in the horizon.

P – Playful: Sonic will tease you sometimes but he will stop if he sees that something upsets you. He will also hold your hand or hug you if he's feeling guilty and upset. He'll also pull pranks on you when he's feeling playful or amused and will be very proud of himself afterwards.

Q – Quick-thinking: Sonic is not only quick on his feet, he's also extremely smart. He'll be able to solve almost any problem and come up with a solution quicker than you can blink. He will not hesitate to throw ideas at you, and sometimes he'll do it without giving you time to prepare for a discussion first. He's very eager to prove himself to anyone who doubts or disagrees with him.

R – Reliable: Sonic is a reliable and trustworthy friend, but he can also have a tendency to be careless. While he can't always manage to do something right away, he will always take care of everything you need or want.

S – Strong: Sonic is very strong and will always stand up for you and defend you to the best of his ability. He’ll always try and save the day, even if it means putting himself in danger. He's extremely capable and can handle himself in dangerous situations; however, he won't let anyone see him in such a state of helplessness. He is very strong willed, so if you’re having trouble with an opponent, he'll be able to beat them in a heartbeat. If he says that he’ll do it, he’ll do it.

T – Tenacious: Sonic is tenacious and never gives up, even when things seem impossible. He always believes in his own ability to succeed, and he is always willing to fight against impossible odds and obstacles if it's to protect you and to keep you safe. He’s very stubborn, too, and doesn't like letting anyone tell him no. Telling him 'no' just isn't in his dictionary.

U – Unpredictable: Sonic's impulsive nature can make him unpredictable at times, which keeps things exciting and exciting. You will be able to depend on him when things get rough and you need something to distract you, but you will still need to be prepared to deal with his unpredictable behavior when things are calm. You can rely on him to pick out the right things to do when things are tense.

V – Vulnerable: Despite all of the challenges he faces, Sonic never backs down. There are moments when he may show signs of weakness around you (and only you), but he rarely ever does. When it comes to emotional stuff, Sonic's incredibly vulnerable. He can be really emotional, but he's definitely the type of person to show it with a grin and a thumbs up.

Willingness: When it comes to things that he truly cares about, Sonic will always put aside his own feelings and will help you out whenever possible. In fact, he will do anything for you; even if it's just taking care of someone else's problems. He will always make sure to help you, whether it's cleaning, buying things or taking care of you, even if it's just helping with a few chores. He will always want to help you out as much as he can.

X – X-citing: Being with Sonic is always exciting and full of adventure, and you will never get tired of it. His mind is very active and you'll often find yourself lost in thought when he is around. He is really good with words and always has interesting stories to share. You both love talking and joking with each other. He'll always say you're amazing and you'll always believe that you've nothing to be ashamed of.

Y – Youthful: Having fun and making jokes are Sonic's greatest joy, but he can also be surprisingly sentimental at times when he is alone with you. For example, it can be hard to understand Sonic when he's being serious and thoughtful. He can sometimes be very serious about certain topics, but he's also prone to being extremely playful and energetic.

Z – Zestful: Sonic is always full of zest and loves to live life to the fullest. While he may not always get excited for things, he's extremely passionate when it comes to enjoying things. He'll enjoy every single moment of every single day, because he enjoys everything, absolutely everything when he is with you. It is very rare that he is unhappy, since happiness brings him a sense of relief and fulfillment and is a huge source of satisfaction for him. He's very easy to please and will always be willing to give you whatever you'd like from the bottom of his heart.

[bots-and-cons]

Hi, can I please request headcanons for Optimus prime being a guardian to a platonic 14-year-old human? But she’s the total opposite of him? Energetic, reckless, rebellious, fun-loving, sassy, compassionate but clever and she’s usually sneaking into action with Miko (mostly to protect Miko) and is just always following Prime into shit? And when smokescreen comes into the picture, he makes him take care of her because he thinks they’ll be a better team because they have similar personalities? Also, if it’s not too much any hc’s for reader being with Optimus when he loses his memory and is Orion Pax and when the base is destroyed and they’re with Smokescreen because reader refuses to leave his side? Please and thank you! Have a good day!

I don't really know where I was going with this, but I think it turned out okay. I don’t really remember much about the end of season 2/start of season 3 because it’s been so long since I watched it but I tried to come up with some stuff

•Optimus wasn’t sure if the two of you would get along at first, because you seemed so different

•As we know, Optimus is pretty much perpetually tired, so he doesn’t really have what it takes to match your energy

•He’s kind and understanding of course, but he worries a lot, especially when you sneak out with Miko

•Optimus knows you’re trying to look out for her, but that doesn’t mean you’re in any less danger

•Sometimes your humor also goes a bit over his helm, especially if it’s sarcasm

•He’s been dealing with rebellious teens a lot as of late, including Bee and the trouble trio

•None of them are really that rebellious but they can all be quite reckless and do dumb stuff

•You sometimes get angry, that’s just what happens sometimes, and you might say things you don’t mean

•Optimus never takes it personally though, because he knows you’re saying those things in anger

•When Smokescreen arrived on earth, you seemed to hit it off with him right away

•Optimus only wants what’s best for you, so he asked Smokescreen if he could be your guardian

•Smokescreen agreed enthusiastically, but the switch created a bit of a rift between you and Optimus, because you thought Optimus didn’t want to be your guardian or that he found you annoying 

•You get along with Smokescreen well, just like Optimus predicted, and while Optimus does still care about you very much, he thinks it might be best to keep his distance from you, just in case

•People around him tend to get hurt, badly and often and while he doesn’t want that for anyone he can’t always stop it from happening

•When the base was found by the cons and everyone else evacuated, you wouldn’t leave

•You refused to leaves Optimus and Smokescreen, and they ran out of time before they could force you to go through the ground bridge

•So you’re stuck under all the rubble with Optimus and Smokescreen

•You’re hungry, thirsty and tired, but more than all of that, you’re worried about Optimus

•He’s in really bad shape and you’re so sure it’s not gonna end well for him

•Optimus tries to convince you to leave with Smokescreen, but you refuse to leave him

•You’re apologizing for every mean thing you’ve ever said to him and you feel horrible, because you though he didn’t care about you when he assigned Smokescreen as your guardian

•Optimus assures you that’s the furthest thing from the truth and that you are and always will be a dear friend to him

•Optimus doesn’t manage to convince you to leave, but he makes Smokescreen take you to safety without your permission

•You’re a wreck and you think you’re never going to see him again

•You do meet again of course and it’s a happy reunion, with you crying happy tears and Optimus trying to assure you he’s fine

[gingerjunhan]

hii gjh !!

hope you've been taking care of yourself, and taking your delulu pills (cuz I certainly haven't been)

I neeeed to know your thoughts on XDH OT6 with a energetic partner? I don't wanna say they give off total folder retriever puppy vibes, but just like a extroverted bubbly partner?

heart eyes for them, much love

🎲 anon

☆彡 hiiii 🎲anon! Thank you for sending this request in! This is both for you can for my lovely 🧈anon, since you both requested something similar! I hope you both enjoy, and sorry it took so long

word count: 964 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: (fake) proposal w/ Jiseok, not proofread, lmk if I missed something!

goo gunil

I think Gunil would LOVE an energetic, bubbly partner 🥹

he’s constantly cracking jokes and trying to make people laugh so when you two are together you’re basically laughing nonstop!!

I also do think that since he’s the oldest of the group, having a really bubbly partner would probably put him into Dad Mode™️ sometimes?

yes he loves laughing and goofing off with you but maybe sometimes he feels the need to take the reigns as the “responsible” one

that’s not a bad thing!

it sets up a really good dynamic between the two of you

if he’s in a more “serious” mood you can easily get him out of it

he just loves how bright your personality is :(

you never ever fail to cheer him up when he’s upset, and the same goes for you too!

Gunil and a really giggly partner would have SUCH a good dynamic together- there would never be a dull moment!

kim jungsu

Jungsu strikes me as the opposite of Gunil

while Gunil is typically silly with serious moments, Jungsu is often serious with some silly moments sprinkled throughout

he’s Mom Mode™️, if I may

so I think having an energetic partner would be great for Jungsu!

I mean, c’mon… look at his dynamic with Jiseok…

you would remind him that it’s okay to take a breather and have some fun once in a while!

to me Jungsu is very stoic, and you would definitely be able to crack that facade

I think an energetic partner would bring out a side of Jungsu that not many people would get to see

he definitely lets loose when he’s with you

he would probably be a little more talkative and outgoing!

your bubbly energy would definitely bring out the bubbly energy in him as well

kwak jiseok

you and Jiseok together would be unstoppable in my opinion

once one of you gets going with the jokes it would be hard to stop

truly the happiest couple I’ve ever seen

everything you do is hilarious

never a moment to catch your breath because you will always be laughing

late nights spent between the two of you laughing at literally nothing

the inside jokes the two of you would share would be so intricate and weird that absolutely nobody else would get them

if one of you suggests doing something the other would automatically be down to do it, no questions asked

oh? what’s that? you want to go thrift old, fancy clothes and wear them into a really nice restaurant, maybe even faking a proposal or a birthday to try and con from free dessert out of the chefs? Jiseok is literally running to put on his shoes

you would constantly be there to support one another

you are each other's number one fan

you + Jiseok = the sunniest relationship I’ve ever seen

oh seungmin

Seungmin my love

I feel like you could get him into some trouble

you would be so happy and down to do anything all the time

and I feel like, with a little persuading, Seungmin could be the same way

“I’m sorry, baby, I have work to do.” :(

five minutes later he’s putting his shoes on, ready for an adventure

you just seemed too excited when suggesting going out that he couldn’t say no!!

he would be the black cat to your golden retriever I’ll say it 🤞🏻

he would just be so chill next to you while you’re bouncing off the walls with excitement

but at the end of the day you’re just two nerds /pos

I also think, much like Jungsu, you could bring out a more energetic side of Seungmin!

you work together nicely; you energize him and he kinda chills you out

(until you get excited about something again and he can’t help but to stop and listen because he loves you)

han hyeongjun

I think Hyeongjun could be a little intimidated by an energetic partner at first!

he gives me the vibe that he would be very shy at the start of a relationship

so seeing how bubbly you are he would almost feel the need to try and keep up?

(just give him time okay he’ll get there)

I feel like you would be dragging him by the hand to go out and do ANYTHING but he will happily comply because look at you! you’re just so excited!

once he finally warms up to you and your bubbly antics I think you guys would have a great dynamic!

every now and then he would hit you with one really good comment or joke and you would just light up

I’m sorry but imagine him practicing and you just start shredding on the air guitar to make him laugh

“I’m just like you!”

“You should keep practicing.”

it would probably be more of a teasing relationship, but it’s all in good fun :)

lee jooyeon

oh boy

Jooyeon

you two together would be the relationship that would make the others cower in fear

you are both. so. LOUD.

laughing at inappropriate times 💀

having a very niche sense of humor

too much energy 🤝🏻 too much energy

constantly picking on and teasing the others

you basically live in each other’s heads

you swear you can communicate telepathically

granted, Jooyeon can have serious moments, but with you around they are short lived

you make long, elaborate plans with each other constantly

even if you never execute the plans, you still make them

you have planned many cross country trips or made up strange stories together

you would probably have all the same interests because once one of you gets excited about something you instantly have to tell the other all about it, and then they get excited too

not only would you and Jooyeon be partners, but you would also be best friends!! 🫶🏻

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[doingitforbokuto]

The White Knight - Chapter Nine

-> KNIGHT! KITA SHINSUKE X PRINCESS! READER

-> Pervious Chapter

-> Series Masterlist

Summary: If the people around you can find happiness, why can't you?

Words: 2,685

Warnings: none

Your Point Of View 

This was the happiest you had seen Alysane and it made you happy, too. She beamed up at you, rambling on and on about the love of her life. It seemed as if her engagement had caused a surge in her recovery with her having more strength and energy almost instantly. This was now the fifth time you were visiting her since the day that she had confessed to Osric and she had been sitting up in her bed the entire time, gesticulating energetically and talking and talking. It was wonderful.

“- so he comes to visit me quite frequently and he brings me flowers every time! Look, these are the ones he brought me this morning! Aren't they pretty?” 

She gestured to a small vase standing on the bedside table, surrounded by more vases with more flowers. It seemed like he really did bring her flowers every time that he visited - which was sometimes multiple times a day. She would have to get new vases if he continued on like this. 

Since he had been relieved as her guard, he could no longer see Alysane during his duties, but he made time in between his other duties to be with her. After the news had spread that Alysane and Osric had gotten engaged, Osric had been replaced by another knight to be her guard. It wasn't seen as appropriate for him to stay so close to her all the time when they had a personal relationship. While you knew both of them well enough to be sure that they were not doing anything indecent while they were alone, others might gossip and spread rumors of them doing God knows what behind closed doors. You hated the thought of others doing them so wrong and you could see how much Alysane wished she could still see her knight all the time, but she handled it quite well. There was not much she wanted to complain about after being granted such luck and happiness. 

“I told him that he should probably stop picking me so many flowers, soon the gardens will be empty!” said Alysane with a laugh. “But he just said that that wouldn't matter because I am the most beautiful flower in all the world.” She smiled shyly, her eyes on the flowers as her fingers played with them. A gentle blush rose onto her cheeks and almost as if it was because of the compliment, she seemed to grow prettier and prettier. Her skin had more color to it, she wasn't as pale as she had been just days before, her eyes were more awake and lively, her whole being seemed to shine. All because of Osric and his love. 

After what felt like forever, you finally got a chance to relax a little bit. The worries that had been plaguing you regarding her health and recovery were now all but gone and you finally had a moment to just breathe. While she spoke and spoke, you leant back in your chair and just listened. Hearing her voice was soothing, like a balm for your soul that calmed the bruises you had. 

Alysane was happy. And she would be happy for many, many years to come. Every day that she would be with Osric, she would be happy. You could see her in your mind already, looking at Osric with her beautiful eyes on their wedding day, how he would hold her hand and wipe away her tears of joy. You could see them dancing, hugging, sneaking a kiss when people weren't looking. You could see them holding their newborn child, you could see them growing old together. You could see how happy they would make each other.

Love changes people, you knew that. You had heard about it, read about it, seen it. But it had always been something that happened to other people, not you. In your world, there was no room for love, everyone only ever cared about your duty. But now, after seeing Alysane being virtually reborn after her confession, it felt like such a change might not be unattainable after all. Could it really be that simple? Could you be as happy as she was if you just let yourself be loved? Even if you could never be loved the same way that Alysane was? 

When you had first heard that the engagement actually happened, a painful thought wormed its way into your brain: If Alysane could be with her knight, why couldn't you? Why did she get to be this happy while you were forced to hide your feelings, forced to always be alone with your love. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that she got what you were being denied. Did you not deserve a love like that? 

It was a horrible thought, you knew that. While you should be happy for your friend, you were being jealous. It made you happy to see her happy, but it made you angry that you could not be as happy as she was. You were being torn between one feeling or the other. Why could you not just be happy? 

It made you think of what Kita had told you: Find happiness in the small things. Focus on the good. And he was right, there were good things. Your life was not as horrible as it seemed before; there was good everywhere. You could see it in the way your father cared for you. You could see it in Alysane's love for Osric. You could see it in the way Clara joked around you, the flowers that grew in the gardens, the people you saw through your window as they made each other laugh. There was good everywhere, but still - it did not feel like enough. Were you being greedy? Couldn't you just be content with what you had? 

You contemplated these thoughts as you sat on a small bench in the gardens with Kita just a few feet away, surveying the closeby pathways. He was the one who told you to find the good in small things every day, so that was what you were trying to do now - for him. You tried not to want too much, not to want him too much. Even if he did not love you, he still cared about you, he still took care of you. And you weren't stupid. You knew that you would never be able to be with him, even if you wanted to, even if for some godforsaken reason he was unfortunate enough to be in love with you, too. It would never be, so you tried not to wish for it. It would just make you unhappier.

Still, there was one thing about Kita's fondness of you that brought you comfort: You had seen the way that his face lit up every time that he saw you smile. He liked seeing you happy, for whatever reason. So, if it would make him happy, you would try and be happy. For him, for your father, for Alysane. For your mother.

You watched Kita while he still surveyed the paths leading up to your spot. The sun kissed his beautiful face and his hair moved ever so slightly with the breeze that brushed through the land. You wished you could be the one to touch and move his hair like that - or that you could just stay here and watch him breathe forever. You did not need anything more. That was all you needed to be happy. 

“What is it, princess?” Kita turned to you, catching your eye. 

“What?” Damn. What was he going to think of you stating at him like that? “I, oh.. nothing. Nothing at all.” You could feel blood rushing to your face and hurried to turn your attention to the small flower in your hands instead. 

It was one you had picked on your walk, one you had seen in one of the cases by Alysane's bedside. It had reminded you if her, of Osric, of love.. of Kita. For just a moment, you had thought of giving it to him, but of course you did not. What a stupid idea. Now, you were twirling it in between your fingers, watching the petals move as you did. It was all you focused on, to distract you from the man now observing you. Hopefully he did not think you too weird, or that you were trying to make fun of him. Oh, if only he knew how much the opposite was true! 

You were once again spiraling within your own mind when a big hand moved towards your own, calloused fingers gently touching the petals of the flower. Kita was standing right in front of you, his broad body taking up almost your entire field of vision. You were once again struck with the realization just how big your knight was - maybe he wasn't the tallest man in the guard, not even the broadest, but still there was just something about him that made him seem huge. 

His head held up high, he stood up straight always, but not in a way that made him seem uptight. If he hadn't been so completely different from your father, you might have called him kingly. 

Either way, he was always a wall of protection for you. Not like the ones that the people around you had tried to pull up all around you, not like the ones that restricted your world to a tiny circle. He was a protection that did not hold you back, but one that helped you move around more confidently, almost more freely. Had it not been for the rules that your father had thought up. 

And that was how he stood in front of you, tall and strong, comforting and protecting. One hand reaching out to yours, touching the flower in your hand instead of you. Did he long to feel your skin as much you craved to feel his? 

“You are not so angry anymore,” he murmured, looking at the flower separating the two of you. “You are not destroying the flowers anymore.” He looked at you now, his eyes gentle, almost happy. Was he happy? Or was he making fun of you? 

You looked away again as you felt the shame kreep up your spine as you remembered your breakdown you had had in these gardens. How you had hit the flowers over and over again, just to get some relief from the crippling fears, anger, any emotion you were feeling at the time. You wouldn't say that you did not feel these things anymore, but you wished you had never done that. It pained you to know that you had destroyed so much beauty, for nothing. Instead of admiring the flowers and letting your anger dissolve, you had turned to useless, pointless violence. What must Kita have thought of you back then? What was he thinking of you now? You could not bear to look at him. 

“I am glad,” he said after a while. “I am glad you are seeing the good in the world. Even if it's just the small things. If you start seeing the small things, you will soon see the big things. The things that truly bring you happiness.” He made another pause. Was he looking at you? You did not dare look at him again. “Just like I do,” he finished. 

Only then did you turn back to him. He was looking at you with nothing but sincerity. He was looking for the things that brought him happiness, and he was seeing them everywhere. You were looking at the one thing that could bring you true happiness every time that you looked at him. You wanted to tell him, to let him know how much happiness you could find in him, how much you had already found in him. But you stayed silent. He had already given you enough happiness. You did not mean to take any more from him. Kita had already given you enough, in every word, every breath that he took around you. And he had given you something else, too. 

“I never gave you back your handkerchief. The one you gave me that day. I'm afraid it is spoiled with blood now, though.” 

You knew it was. It was the one he had pressed against your wound after Garret's attack. Immediately after, as soon as you had half a midnight to think about it, you had instructed Clara to clean it as good as possible, use whatever she needed to get it clean, but it was fruitless. The stain could not be removed. Then, you had felt too embarrassed to give it back to him - and a small, selfish part of you did not want to give it back - so that you ended up keeping it, still folded underneath your pillow where it gave you great comfort every night that you spent sleepless. 

Kita smiled at you. “That's alright. I am glad that it could serve you so well. My grandmother would be happy to heat it.” You gave him a questioning look. “She was the one who gave it to me. I always kept it with me because it reminded me of her, of how soft she was with me when I was just a child - just like that cloth.” 

“Oh, Sir Kita, I.. I am so sor-” 

“Don't be.” His smile was genuine. “She gave me more than enough handkerchiefs for the rest of my life. And sharing that feeling with you - it is definitely worth giving up a small piece of cloth.” 

—

Your brother was waiting in front of your bedroom door. It had been quite a while since you had seen him and to be honest: It felt a lot like he was avoiding you. Why he did not want to see you, you did not know, but every time that you asked your father why Ethan did not visit you, you got the same answer: He was busy. He was working. He was trying to make the castle sager, for all of you. For you. But how could he be doing something for you when he never even came to you, to see how you were feeling, to ask what you might need from him? It all just felt like one big excuse. So what was he doing here now? 

“y/n.. I wanted to talk to you.” His voice was low, just above a whisper. It made you feel uneasy. If you let him into your room, were more bad things going to happen? Did he have bad news for you? 

You shot Kita a look that you hoped would show him how uncertain you were, show him how much you longed for his reassurance. And it did. He gave you a nod, barely noticeable at all and before you could even react, you felt the whisper of a hand on your back, ever so gently pushing you towards your brother before retreating again. The feeling sent a tingle up your spine. You did not know how Kita, the man that was always so composed and sure to follow all rules of decency, got the idea to just touch the princess of the kingdom like that - but you wished he would do it again and again and again and again – 

“Let us go inside, then,” you said to your brother as you tried to compose yourself again. 

Quickly, you unlocked the door and walked in, not daring to take another look at your knight. You might just lose your composure completely if you saw his handsome face now. 

Ethan was already pacing the room up and down by the time you had closed the door behind the two of you. What was wrong? 

“What has got you so nervous, brother?” You took a tentative step towards him. 

“I -” He wrung his hands together. “I have to talk to you..” He stopped dead in his tracks, looking you directly in the eyes. “I have to talk to you about Garret.” 

-> Next Chapter

[sleepingdeath-light]

relationship hcs ; winter king

requested by ; 🍾 anon (30/11/23)

fandom(s) ; fionna and cake

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; winter king

outline ; “Winter King nsfw and dating hcs :3c ~ 🍾”

note ; characterisation may be shaky as this is my first time writing for this fandom and this specific character

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

a relationship with the winter king is going to be, above all else, going to be incredibly atypical — of course he’s a very fun and energetic spouse, and of course he does absolutely adore you and dote on you, but he also has a very unusual approach to attachment and doesn’t shy away from how comfortable he is with recreating lost loved ones with sentient ice versions of themselves should they pass away or leave him

(you had already met ice marcy by this point, and were vaguely aware that there was at some point a flesh-and-blood marcy that was at some point lost, so this wasn’t a completely shocking revelation for you when he mentioned maybe replacing you if he wasn’t able to find away to extend your lifespan to match his own)

his pet names for you are either very traditional and gentlemanly or very unusual and amusing — swinging wildly between the tried-and-true ‘my love’ and ‘my dear’ to affectionately referring to you as various objects with a complimentary adjective in front of them

he’s also been known to call you his ‘beloved assistant’ on occasion, but its use is far less common than the other terms of endearment that he uses with you

extremely physically affectionate to the point of it almost appearing performative at times — the two of you always seem to be touching in some way: his hand on the small of your back/shoulder as you walk around the palace, him grabbing your hands and guiding you in a dance, him wrapping an arm around your waist to stop you from falling, him kissing the backs of your hands, him nuzzling his nose against your cheek whilst hugging you from the side, and the list goes on

not even remotely opposed to lavishing you with gifts and attention (he is the winter king after all) — so expect to have entire wardrobes filled with the most flattering outfits and accessories you could possibly imagine, a veritable entourage of servants and assistants ready and eager to wait on you hand and foot, your favourite foods and drinks available at the snap of your fingers, and just about anything and everything else he can afford to have made, or create/arrange for you himself

has absolutely arranged and composed entire ballads and musicals for you/in your honour, including vocals and instrumentals by himself as well as the involvement of his many subjects who were all too happy to honour their king’s beloved consort

you are a distinct source of jealousy and conflict for the candy queen due to her obsession with your partner, but you rarely ever have to worry about becoming a victim of one of her schemes since he’s so meticulous about keeping you well out of harm’s way (going so far as to even hide your existence to those outside of his kingdom’s borders just to minimise the chances of her learning about you before he had the means to properly protect you)

you are the only person who gets to see the sides of him that don’t fit as neatly into the ‘perfect benevolent monarch/creator’ image that he’s made for himself over the decades — the sides that are vulnerable, that are angry, that are apathetic, that are cruel, that are remorseless, that are both fully himself and yet so unlike him that you find yourself doubting that your encounters with these slips of the mask are anything more than false memories or the misshapen fragments of dreams you’ve had

either way he still treats you as nothing less than his equal, his contemporary, his best friend, his consort and co-parent, so it doesn’t really matter much to you if he has those moments — nobody’s perfect after all

he’s an incredibly light sleeper and rarely ever gets more than a few hours rest at a time, being both an early riser and late to bed every night, so he’s always there to comfort you if you have a nightmare or are unwell for whatever reason — and he’s got plenty of potions and spells and good old fashioned pre-ooo remedies to address any sort of mental or physical ailment that’s interrupting your sleep