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daisyvisions · 9 months

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Unspoken Words (Pt. 1)

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Pairing: best friend!Sangyeon x afab!reader x enemy!Hyunjae

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Summary: If someone were to tell you that you'd be in a fake relationship with the person you despise the most just to make your best friend jealous, you would've laughed in their face. But here you are... caught up in this exact situation.

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Word Count: 4.2K

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Warnings: (18+, minors DNI), fake dating, mutual pining, angst, jealousy, lots of suggestive themes such as: mention of a handjob and orgasm, groping, and fondling with breasts. Mentions of alcohol. Some cursing, lots of kissing and making out, eventual smut in part two. One use of the pet name “baby”. Implied sex and loss of virginity. Lots of time skipping. Let me know if I missed anything! Proofread twice.

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. A/N: And just in the nick of time I’ve managed to write out my Secret Santa exchange gift. This one’s for you baby girl @winterchimez / @midnightfantasiez. You nearly sniffed out that it was me writing for you so I had to deviate and lie to you for a moment so sorry about that huhu anyway! A true blessing that you happen to be my recipient because we both love sangmil. A two-part mini series because I just love to keep you on your toes 😈 Hope you enjoy this gift! Thank you so much for your friendship and all the fun moments shared! Special shoutout to @momhwa-agenda / @aimeecarreros for being my accomplice hehe. Finally a sangmil fic has made its debut on the blog!

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. Network: @deoboyznet

You never should’ve gone to this stupid spring dance.

The thought in your mind repeating like a broken record as you try to hug yourself from the cold air outside the gymnasium. Tears running down your face as you stare off into the ground trying not to remember the reason why you suddenly ran out of the venue to begin with.

It wasn’t always like this. You were once very content with how things were going on in your life.

With the semester almost ending and all your mid-term grades just enough to pass, you couldn’t wait to celebrate surviving your last year of college with this one magical night. Especially with your best friend Sangyeon by your side.

Right… best friend.

The same best friend that had been ignoring you for the last two months or so (not that you were counting of course). Your mind races as you try to figure out for the nth time what even started this whole issue between you two.

All you could think back to was the beginning of his odd behavior, which started the week after your birthday. At first you thought Sangyeon was just busy with extracurriculars, which was often the case since he was part of numerous clubs and volunteer work.

But then things started to feel off as soon as he would ignore your calls, take too long to reply to texts, hearing from other friends he was just at home when he told you he was “fully booked” to hang out. It was like he was trying to come up with every excuse in the book just to not see your face.

Was he trying to hide something from you perhaps? That idea immediately disappeared as soon as you accidentally overheard his conversation with Haknyeon that one time you were all hanging out at Eric’s apartment.

“What?! You’re not gonna ask her to the spring dance?” You hear Haknyeon’s surprised tone.

“Of course not.” Sangyeon scoffs. “Why would I want to bring her? We’re just friends after all.”

You felt a sudden pang in your heart. Tears threatening to fall down as Sangyeon’s words bore deep holes within your soul. After everything you’ve been through together, this is how he thinks of you?

It shouldn’t have been that deep honestly, but with him ignoring you for the past couple of weeks and remembering the promise you made with each other to go together to the spring dance? It really fucking hurt you. Especially when you and Sangyeon had been by each other’s side since you first met three years ago at your freshman orientation. Instantly hitting it off like two peas in a pod and the rest was history.

Somewhere down the line, you knew you had some sort of feelings for him. Who wouldn’t?

With a smile that can cure any bad feeling you had, how he always took care of you first, the lingering hugs before you had to part ways at the end of the day, the way he would remember even the most insignificant details of a story you were rambling about, and made sure to always message you good night and good morning… He was the dream guy for you.

And even if you had moments wherein you thought he might’ve felt the same way, you didn’t want to sacrifice the strong bond you had with him over a stupid little crush. You just settled with the idea of just staying in the friend zone and not dare to cross any lines with him. Burying any what could’ves and everything else in-between.

Maybe that’s why Sangyeon distancing himself from you hurt more than it should’ve honestly.

So when you were seated at your table during the dance and saw Sangyeon entering the room with his date wrapping her arm around his, you felt massive sting in your chest.

That should’ve been you. It should've been you spending this night with him instead of whoever was currently by his side.

You thought you could go through the night just by avoiding your gaze their table, but the way Sangyeon smiled at his date and at everyone else like nothing was wrong, but his face slightly faltering as he quickly glanced your way, you just had to get out of there before things went downhill.

Your teeth were chattering from the cold air breezing against your exposed skin, nose sniffling and hands wiping whatever tears were leaving marks on your face. Suddenly, a pair of shoes enter your line of vision while your eyes were still glued to the ground.

“You shouldn’t be out here, it’s freezing.” The familiar voice tells you.

As soon as you look up, you find Hyunjae staring down at you. One of his eyebrows slightly raised as he wonders what has gotten you into this depressed state on a special night like this.

“Laugh it up Hyunjae, isn’t this what you’ve always wanted? To see me cry?” You look up at him for a moment with your tear-stained face before looking back down at your feet.

Before you could even continue feeling sorry for yourself, Hyunjae sighs and squats down, his face now at the same level as yours. You feel his fingers lift your chin and gently tap the tears away from your cheeks with his handkerchief. Your eyes widen as he leans in closer, making sure not to ruin your makeup in the process.

“W-what are you doing?” you stutter.

“Pretty girls like you shouldn’t be crying.” He nonchalantly replies.

You’re too stunned to speak at his comment. As far as you know, Hyunjae has been nothing but a pain in your ass ever since he accidentally bumped into you in the hallway causing your diorama to break into tiny pieces as it fell to the ground.

Since then, you wrote him off as your sworn enemy. Always finding ways to annoy the hell out of you and get you to react to his antics, making side comments to one another, and his constant teasing that made you want to rip your hair off.

So no, never in your wildest dreams would you hear such a comment coming out of Hyunjae’s mouth.

“Hello?” Hyunjae waves his hand in front of you.

“What?” You shook your head as you were too distracted from hearing the question he had asked you.

“I said, do you wanna get out of here or what?” He sighs as he lends his hand out for you to grab. You hesitate at first. In any normal situation, you would never even let Hyunjae get as close as he did just now, let alone go somewhere with him.

But what the hell… Anywhere is better than here.

“So… who’s the lucky guy that has you bawling your eyes out? It’s obviously not me.” Hyunjae smirks. You had found yourself seated by the bar, eating french fries as you waited for your drinks to arrive.

“It’s uh- It’s a little complicated.” You try to avoid his eyes.

“Trouble in paradise?” Hyunjae pops a fry into his mouth waiting for your answer. Your eyes widen at his suggestion, knowing who he was referring to.

“What? No! I mean- We were never together if that’s what you’re thinking.” You sigh before carefully explaining to him the whole situation you were currently in with Sangyeon. Hyunjae intently looks into your eyes as you tell your side of the story.

“Huh…” Hyunjae takes a sip of his beer.

“That’s it? That’s all you have to say?” You look at him as he drinks, trying to not to dwell too much at the way his neck looks flexed under the dim light.

“You’re really impatient you know that?” He chuckles before taking another sip. “I was about to tell you an idea I just thought of.”

“Yeah? Let’s hear it then.” You take a sip of your cocktail this time.

“What if you make him jealous? Like really jealous.” Hyunjae suggests.

“Pass. First of all, I don’t think he likes me that way. And second, who the hell would he even be jealous of? Sangyeon hardly gets jealous by anything.” You squint at him. What a silly idea.

“No c’mon. Trust me, he’ll be jealous alright. Especially when it comes to you.” He eyes you up and down subtly.

“What does that even me-” Before you could even finish your sentence you spot behind Hyunjae a group of students dressed in formal attire entering the bar. And like a moth to a flame, you immediately spot Sangyeon and his date amongst the group.

Hyunjae turns around to see what had been the cause of your panic, his eyes immediately spotting Sangyeon from a distance as well. And as soon as Sangyeon had a puzzled look on his face he knew that Sangyeon had spotted the two of you by the bar, wondering what the hell were you doing with Hyunjae of all people.

You hop off the bar stool, attempting to run away like you did during the dance, but you suddenly feel a hand gently grab you by the arm and pull you back before you could even make a run for it.

“C’mere.” Hyunjae asks.

“Wha-”

“Just follow my lead.” He whispers in your ear.

And before you know it, you feel Hyunjae lips pressed against yours. His hands cupping your face before sliding down to your waist, pulling you closer to him. It takes a moment for your brain to process what’s going on, but your body responds faster by wrapping your arms around Hyunjae’s neck and deepening the kiss.

The way his lips perfectly mold against yours, how soft they feel as his hands squeeze your waist. The little groan he lets out as you slip your tongue inside his mouth, tasting the beer he had drank as your fingers run through his hair.

You nearly moan with how he slowly but expertly moves his mouth against yours. As if he’s taking to memory what your lips feel like in case this moment would never happen again. Both you and Hyunjae nearly forget you’re practically sucking each other’s faces off in public, which was surprising considering the nature of your relationship with one another.

No one could even tell the two of you despised the other as you held each other like lovers.

None of you see it, but the way Sangyeon looks at both of you right now is as if he wants to throw daggers at Hyunjae from across the room. Witnessing the both of you passionately kissing each other makes his stomach churn, a feeling he has never felt before. So many questions run in his head as he continues to watch from afar.

Before he even tries to take a step towards your direction, he sees you both pull away from one another. Hyunjae whispering something in your ear as you look too stunned to speak before taking out his wallet, pulling out cash and settling it on the table before whisking you away out of the bar.

Sangyeon really should’ve brought you to the spring dance like he promised… because not only does he feel like an asshole, but a jealous one at that.

The car ride on the way to your house was incredibly silent, as if what had happened between you and Hyunjae was just your imagination. Except it wasn’t. You could still feel his lips lingering on yours as you try to lean your head against the window and looking at anything passing by.

You’re broken from your trance as you hear Hyunjae’s door closing and his figure making its way to your side of the car. He lends out his hand for you to grab once again, helping you get out of the car and walk you to the front of your apartment.

“So… I’ll see you around?” Hyunjae smiles awkwardly says as he puts both his hands in his pockets.

“Hyunjae, wait-” You grab his elbow as he’s about to turn around.

“Hm?” He raises one eyebrow.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this but-” You huff in-between, “let’s go with your plan.” You watch the little mischievous smirk appear on Hyunjae’s lips.

“If you just wanted to make out some more you could’ve just asked.” He teases. You’re about to slap him on the arm but he catches your hand and holds it tight.

“I’m kidding! Just… Let me know when and what time we can talk about it more alright?” He squeezes your hand gently. You don’t know why but a tiny little butterfly flutters in your stomach as you feel Hyunjae’s thumb subconsciously stroke the back of your hand.

“Okay… Thank you by the way for tonight-” you tiptoe a bit to hold Hyunjae’s cheek and leave a light peck on his lips. He’s caught off guard by your action, almost leaning forward some more to continue kissing you but you pull away quick enough before he does.

“Y-yeah, sure. Anytime.” Thank god it’s night time he thinks, otherwise you would've easily spotted the redness flaring in his ears and made fun of him for it.

“Call me okay?” He squeezes your hand once more before letting go and walking back to his car. You watch him drive off before heading up to your apartment, leaning against the front door and letting out one big sigh of relief.

“What the hell did I get myself into?”

“If you really want this to work, we have to set a few ground rules.” Hyunjae he pulls out a pen and paper from his bag, immediately writing down a numbered list for you both to fill out.

“Rule one- if one of us wants to stop this thing at any given moment, the contract will end.” Hyunjae says as he writes it down.

“Hmm.. what about rule two- if any of us catch some sort of feelings for one another, the contract is immediately terminated” You add. Hyunjae scoffs at the idea.

“Catch feelings? Seriously?” He looks up at you with a smirk. “Is there something you’ve been meaning to tell me this whole time?” He continues to tease.

“I’m serious! It’s only gonna get complicated for us to execute this plan if feelings are involved. Haven’t you seen the movies?” You ask him.

“Fine, you have a point.” He writes down your suggestion earlier.

“Okay, rule three- kisses are a must if you want this thing to work.” He looks at you in the eyes. “And other things couples do.”

You roll your eyes at him, “Fine, but nothing beyond second base please?” You scrunch your face at the thought.

“Oh?” Hyunjae looks at you with a few twinkles in his eyes. “So does that mean I get to play with your-”

“NO! Not that. Like y’know, just waist touching and maybe the occasional touch of the ass. But definitely and absolutely no touching my chest whatsoever.” You point your finger at him. “I'm serious.”

“Alright alright!” Hyunjae raises his hands up in defense. “Anything else you wanna add?”

“Let me see the list again.” You grab the paper from his hands, carefully examining the words written before nodding.

“This looks good. Yeah, I’m fine with this.” You hand the paper back to Hyunjae.

“It’s a deal.” He says as you both shake on it before getting up to part ways.

Before you have a chance to take a step towards where your class is, Hyunjae pulls you into his chest and leaves a kiss on your lips, making you squeal in surprise.

“Sit with me during lunch. We start this today, okay?” Hyunjae reminds you. You nod your head before shyly giving him a kiss on his cheek and walking away to head to your first class of the day.

Sangyeon could not keep his eyes off you during study period. It had been this way every time you happen to be in the same room as him. You looked beautiful as ever of course but he could feel his blood pressure shooting up every time he would be near you.

Ever since that night he saw you kissing Hyunjae almost two weeks ago, it was like the two of you were everywhere.

He hated the way Hyunjae would always whisper something in your ear and you would laugh at whatever he said. Or the way his hand would find purchase on your lower back. And not to mention the way he would brush any loose hair behind your ear before kissing you goodbye.

It should’ve been him. He should've been the one doing all these things to you. He should've been the guy leaving you all those loving kisses, holding you by your waist, reminding you of how beautiful you look every single chance he got.

If only he was honest with you that night.

Sangyeon’s internal monologuing was cut short when he sees you getting up from your seat and patting Hyunjae on the shoulder before making your way between the bookshelves in the library.

As you slowly search for the book you need for your English paper, your shoulder bumps into a semi hard surface. “Oh! I’m so so-” you whisper but stop mid sentence as the familiar scent of cologne hits your nose.

“Hey….” Sangyeon whispers.

“Uh- Hi.” You back away from him a bit as an awkward silence falls between you two.

“How are things going? We haven’t talked in a while.” He fiddles with his own fingers, trying to think of the next words to say to you.

“Good I guess? Just trying to make it through the semester and stay motivated.” You respond.

“Sure looks like it-” Sangyeon mumbles. But you clearly hear him and scoff at his rudeness.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” You cross your arms against your chest.

“Seriously… Hyunjae? Why him?” He loudly whispers. “You’re better than that.”

“Yeah?” You step a little closer to Sangyeon, closing the gap between you two.

“Well where the fuck have you been huh? Where were you when I needed you?” You match the level of his tone.

“You don’t understand-”

“Then explain it to me then Sangyeon! I’m listening.”

He tries to speak but nothing comes out, panicking that this might be the last chance he could get to explain why he’s been so distant.

“I-uh” His eyes look everywhere else except you.

“Nothing? Thought so.” You push past him, making sure to harshly nudge your shoulder against his.

Sangyeon tries to follow you, but as soon as he steps out between the bookshelves he sees you head out of the library while Hyunjae scrambles to grab all your things from the table and chases after you. He sighs out of frustration combing his hair as he mentally curses at himself.

Oh he really fucked things up didn’t he?

“And he had the nerve, THE NERVE to tell me I know better. I can’t believe him!” You pace back and forth in your bedroom as you rant to Hyunjae about the events that took place in the library

“I honestly don’t know if I should feel offended or flattered at his little comment about me.” Hyunjae’s eyes follow you as you continue to move around.

“Think about it this way, at least we know the plan is working. Otherwise he wouldn’t have approached you like that.”

“Maybe? Ugh! Why are men so dumb?” You sigh.

“We think with our dicks that’s why. Well… maybe that’s just me.” He smirks, trying to crack a joke to break the tension. His little joke becomes successful when you look back at him and chuckle.

“Forget about him,” Hyunjae adds. “Tonight we drink to celebrate passing yet another exam and watch movies til we fall asleep or you decide to kick me out. Whichever comes first.”

He pours a full glass of wine for each of you as you plop down beside him and get cozy.

“Fine, but I’m picking the movie okay?” You tell him as you open your laptop and search for your favorite comfort movie.

Hours pass, almost three bottles of wine finished, and the movie long forgotten as you decide to chat with each other about anything and everything instead. It’s been nothing but laughs and mocking each other as you reminisce all the times you pissed each other off and funny stories of one another.

“Oh the look on your face was fucking priceless-” You laugh out loud, trying to catch your breath as you recall one embarrassing moment of Hyunjae.

“Well what the hell was I supposed to do then huh? Tell the professor I was getting a handjob under the table during his class?” His voice raises in defense. “Not my fault she couldn’t resist me.”

“You looked so mortified too holy shit-” You laugh.

“I was nearing a fucking orgasm okay? Then he calls me to the front of the class to write down my answer for the stupid formula. That professor practically edged me!” His cheeks starting to turn even more red as you continue to laugh at him.

“Ow it hurts, wait-” You clutch your stomach from the pain of laughing too much.

“Oh yeah? Let’s see how you like it then-” Hyunjae lunges forward, pulling your arms away to tickle you furiously.

You squeal out his name, trying to push him away while he tackles you. As you try to squirm out of his grip, you don’t even realize the position you’ve gotten yourselves into. Your body caged under his as he grabs your wrists and pins them down at each side of your head.

As the laughter starts to die down, Hyunjae looks down at you with heavy eyelids. You look incredibly pretty under him in this moment, he thinks to himself.

You didn’t even do anything in that moment but it was like he felt so drawn to you. Like you were a siren pulling him in. Your breath hitches as he leans down closer to your face, briefly stopping to search for any sign of consent before fully pressing his lips against yours.

This obviously is not the first time you two have kissed. But for some reason, this kiss felt different than all the other ones. You both kiss each other slowly, lips molding like a perfect dance as his hands let go of your wrist and hold you by your waist instead.

And just like the first time you kissed, you find yourself automatically wrapping your arms around him and running your fingers through his hair, pulling his body closer to yours as kisses travel down from your jaw to the most sensitive part of your neck.

You feel your core blooming in heat as his tongue expertly swirls inside your mouth. How it pulsates for him as you feel his hands go under your shirt, stopping right under your breasts.

You suddenly gasp as his hands start fondling your bra covered chest, gently kneading them as he continues to leave small marks on your sensitive skin with his lips.

A choked moan comes out as you feel his manhood throb against your core, reminding you of the thin layers of clothing, your thin pajama shorts and his sweatpants that stand between you two from crossing any lines.

“Hyunjae, wait-” You try to slowly push him off. His head pulls away to look at your face.

“Oh shit. I’m- fuck sorry no chest stuff-” You see the panic look in his eyes. But before he’s able to pull away, you grab him by the wrists and press his hands deeper into your chest.

A deep groan comes out of his mouth as he squeezes your breasts again, feeling your sensitive buds slowly hardening under your bra.

“No it’s not that. I-” You close your eyes for a moment before swallowing the lump in your throat. You feel your cheeks become warm at what you’re about to confess to him.

"I've never done stuff like this before..." you nervously say.

It takes a few seconds for your words to sink in before Hyunjae looks back at you with widened eyes.

“Oh uh- are you sure? We can stop. We don’t even have to do anything more-” He caresses your cheek.

“The thing is…” You pause to slowly swipe your thumb on his lower lip. “I want to-”

You look up at him with the most innocent looking eyes and Hyunjae swears to himself that he’s never seen anyone look at him the way you do. Like he had hung the moon for you. Hyunjae softly smiles at you before leaning to kiss you once again,

"Then sit tight baby… Because I'm about to rock your world."

(Part 2)

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sissylittlefeather · 8 months

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How the Web Was Woven: Chapter 8

A/N: Another installment in the time travel/soulmate AU with Elvis and a fem!reader. This is a short kind of bridge chapter, so it's less exciting, but still good, I think. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this one!

Need to catch up? Here's my Masterlist.

Special shoutout to @ccab and @elvisfatass for being my writers room and helping me when I get stuck! Love you, besties!

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, kissing, cussing, p in v penetrative sex, unprotected sex, creampie, also mentions of infertility and body insecurity

Word count: ~1.8k

What the hell has happened to you in the 4 years since he's seen you?

******

The portal closes behind him and he kneels down in front of you.

"Y/n, I'm here, honey." You lift your face up to look at him and then crawl into his lap. He holds you without question right there on the floor. You try to pull yourself together, but you just can't and he rocks you gently in the meantime. Finally, you collect yourself enough to sit up and look at him.

"You wanna tell me about it?" He asks quietly, tipping your chin a little.

"My husband left me." He nods and tries to swallow the anger that is building inside him.

"He just left?"

"I thought we were happy. We were- it doesn't matter. He's gone. With a girl from work." He looks away from you and his jaw clenches. Part of him wishes he'd brought a firearm through the portal.

"Son of a bitch." He tries to take a deep breath and calm himself down. Even though you've been apart for 4 years, seeing you hurt like this fills him with unmitigated rage.

"I'm sorry I pulled you from your life. I just needed someone-"

"Honey, don't apologize. I want to be here for you." He rearranges himself on the floor to try to be more comfortable as he holds you.

"We should go to my hotel. We'll make a portal and send you home."

"There's no rush, honey. I can stay as long as you need me." He means it. But he's also reluctant to jump into bed with you. His body is different than the last time you were together, softer, and he's not sure how you'll feel about it.

"Okay. Thank you." You breathe a deep sigh of relief. You're really not in the mood for sex anyway. Not after everything you've been through lately.

You stand together and start to make your way to your car. When you get there, you unlock the doors and walk to the passenger side.

"Do you mind driving?"

"Not at all. If I can figure out how to work this thing." He slides into the drivers seat and looks around. You've gotten yet another new car and this one has a few more features.

"It starts the same way as the old one." You point to the push button start. That's when he sees the screen in the dash.

"Is that a television?!" A small laugh escapes your lips.

"No! But it will tell you how to get back to the hotel." You type in the address while he puts on his seatbelt.

"Wow." He looks at the screen in amazement. You forgot how cute he is when he's fascinated by something new.

"I missed you." He tears his eyes away from the screen and looks at you softly.

"I missed you too."

******

You get back to the hotel and get on the elevator. On the way up, you lean your head against his arm. Neither of you is sure how much you can or should touch each other. After the last time you were together, your relationship has changed. There's still affection there, that's for sure, but is it love? More specifically, is it the kind of love you had before that drove you both crazy with passion and bound you together across half a century?

He's just about to put his arm around you when the elevator opens and you lift your head off of him.

He marvels at the card key as you open the door and walk into the room. Then, his heart drops a little when he realizes you've gotten a room with two beds. You didn't know if he would want to sleep with you, considering he isn't exactly available. Making a portal to send him home is one thing. Sleeping wrapped around each other is something else entirely.

"Two beds?" He looks at you curiously.

"Yeah. You know. Just in case you don't want to... well... yeah."

"Oh. Okay." He notices that you've also got some clothes laid out for him on the bed. He silently hopes that they're big enough.

"You wanna get comfortable and order some food?" You grab the remote and turn the tv on, finding a movie for you to watch.

"Sure." He goes to change into the pajamas you've laid out and you turn away to give him some privacy. For some reason that cuts into him like a knife. What happened to the intimacy that you shared all those years ago?

He crawls into the bed you seem to have designated as his and you take your pajamas to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Once you're finished, you sit on the other bed, order food, and then settle in to wait.

He watches you carefully, wondering if there's more to the story than what you've told him. Something is different about you. Still, he's not sure he's in a position to ask any questions.

You close your eyes and swallow the lump in your throat, trying not to cry again. All you want is to crawl into the bed with him and snuggle into his body, but he doesn't seem to be interested in anything like that.

Your food comes and you both eat while you catch up on what he's been doing. He tells you about the movie he's currently filming, Spinout, and you pretend like you haven't seen it a hundred times.

"What've you been doing?" He asks. You think about the big thing in your life right now, but you're not sure you're ready to talk to him about it yet. Instead, you tell him about going to law school and getting your job at the practice.

After you finish eating, you settle in to sleep, facing each other with the gap between the beds separating you.

"Well, goodnight." You say, hoping he doesn't notice that your voice is thick with emotion.

"Goodnight, honey." He's dying to get in bed behind you and wrap himself around you, but he doesn't. You seem to need your space now. He turns the light off and you both lay there wide awake.

******

It's still dark when Elvis wakes up to the sound of you crying. You're obviously trying to sob quietly, so he wonders if he should just pretend he doesn't hear you. But the longer he lays there, he can't stand to think that you're in pain and he's doing nothing. He silently slips out of his bed and walks over to yours. He stands there for a second, wrestling internally with himself. Finally, he whispers, "Fuck it." And crawls in bed with you. He pulls you close to him and wraps his arms around you.

"Elvis, what-?"

"Do you want me to go back to my bed?" You take in the smell and feel of him. It's so familiar and comforting and it's exactly what you need.

"No." He lets you cry into his chest until you seem to run out of tears while he strokes your hair and hums quietly.

"Honey, are you gonna tell me the rest of the story?" He pulls back a little and cups your face in his hand. You nod slowly.

"We were trying for a baby. And it wasn't working. The doctors don't know why, but apparently I'm the problem. So he left. He said she could give him something I couldn't." Again, he's overwhelmed with wishing he'd brought a gun through the portal with him. He searches for the right thing to say, but he can't come up with much.

"Honey, I'm so sorry." He pulls you close to him again and kisses the top of your head. Then, he kisses your forehead. And then down to your cheek where your tears are still wet. He backs away and looks into your eyes trying to read how you're feeling. He decides to risk it and leans in, pressing his lips to yours gently. Your heart jumps in a way that it hasn't since you left him the last time. It's a sweet kiss, just lips pressed together and nothing more. But there's something in it that has you both trembling when he backs up and presses his forehead to yours.

"Y/n, I-"

"Kiss me again."

"Okay." He crashes his lips into yours again and you wrap your arms around him and press your body against his. He parts your lips with his tongue and you let yours slide into his mouth. His hips roll into you and you feel his erection against your thigh.

But when you move your hand to touch him he pulls away from you. He's nervous to let you touch him because he feels like you won't want him if you take his clothes off.

"Do you not-? I'm sorry. I'll stop." You pull away and try to move away from him. He grabs you and holds you, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. He looks down nervously.

"No I just... I don't look like I did last time you saw me."

"What do you mean?"

"I've... gained some weight..."

"Elvis." You put your hands on his cheeks. "You are just as sexy to me now as you've always been." He looks up at you with a hopeful look on his face.

"You mean that?"

You run your hand down his chest to the top of his pants. "I want you, but only if it's what you want."

"God, honey, yes. I want you more than anything."

That's all it takes for both of you to tear at each other's pajamas until you're pressed together naked like no time has passed at all. He rolls over on top of you and lines himself up with your entrance. You both tremble with anticipation. It's been so long since you were together. He begins to push into you slowly, pulling back to thrust every now and then until he fills you fully. He grunts and lays his head on your shoulder.

"Goddamn, I missed you." He moans again and begins to pick up a steady pace. You whimper and kiss his neck.

"I missed you too." You wrap your legs around his waist as he fucks into you rhythmically. He kisses your shoulder and your neck, up to your chin and mouth. All the while, he's sliding in and out of you, moving closer to the inevitable end. You feel your orgasm building between your legs as he moves against you. His length is perfect to hit just the right spot and you cry out in pleasure as your orgasm washes over your whole body from your head to your toes. Several seconds later, he slams into you one last time, shuddering and filling you with his warmth.

You lay there together for a while breathing heavily with his head on your chest. Then you hear him almost whisper.

"I still love you." You feel the tears gather in your eyes and look at the ceiling to keep them from falling.

"I love you too, Elvis." You hear the portal pop up, but neither of you moves a muscle. Instead, you lay together intertwined so that you can't tell where he ends and you begin.

******

Until next time...

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Taglist:

@ccab @elvisfatass @elvisalltheway101 @aliypop @18lkpeters @dkayfixates @rosepresley68 @your-nanas-house @deniseinmn @joshuntildawn13 @lookingforrainbows @60svintage @littlehoneyposts @epthedream69 @that-hotdog @eddiesgirlforever @helen06dreamer @returntopresley

#elvis presley fanfiction #elvis presley #elvis fanfic #elvis smut #elvis presley fic #elvis presley x reader #elvis x reader #elvis presley x y/n #elvis x y/n #elvis x you #elvis presley x you #elvis presley smut #how the web was woven

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thetriplets3 · 1 year

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whispering to each other + searching for the other’s hand in bed like theyre both tired but cant fall asleep (matt or chris x y/n or smt)

❝𝐢’𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰❞

pairing: matt x reader (no defined relationship but mutual pining?)

warnings: brief mention of anxious thoughts, loneliness, depression, vague mention of suicidal wishes

a/n special thanks to @dwntwn-strnlo for editing this you’re the best and shoutout to whoever it was to color code dialogue i took that idea anyways enjoy 🍿

having my 3 best friends away on tour was hard enough but having a rough few weeks physically and mentally on top of that was really hard on me. since i've moved here i haven't really made any friends. parties, events, and crowded loud places aren't my thing which makes it hard to meet people. sure i've met people the odd time the boys dragged me out but i was never able to hold a conversation let alone willingly go up to people. which brings me to now.

the triplets asked if i wanted to come on tour with them but i was in the middle of the semester, the busiest time. so i've spent the past few weeks alone, only leaving when i had to work. it sucks having no one to be able to go do things with, to talk to, and to just be there.

mindlessly clicking through the stories of people i follow, just trying to distract myself from my own thoughts, my screen reveals the faces of the only people i wish i were with right now. my heart aches watching them have the time of their lives being able to explore places they always dreamed of and getting to show their personalities on stage. don't get me wrong i'm beyond happy for them and how successful they’ve become the last few years, but i just wish i were with them. quickly hearting matt’s story of him posing in front of the bean in chicago, i drop my phone beside me and get under my covers, curling up. he seemed so happy being on tour.

i lie there, thoughts wandering, and tears gently flowing as i realize how truly alone i am. my thoughts are disrupted when i feel my bed softly vibrate. lazily rolling over, i grab my phone only to be met with a text from the person i yearned for the most. matt.

heyyy look who’s alive!

where’ve ya been it’s been a while since any of us heard from you?

you doing okay?

unfortunately i've been busy, midterm term time sorry edited

i’m fine

looks like tour’s fun, you look happy

unfortunately? please take time for yourself too you can only do so much if you’re not at your best

you’ll do great on them don’t overwork yourself love

it’s a blast seeing new places, meeting new people, i just wish you were here

shoot i forgot you can see what the other person edited

i was kidding. i’ll try

i wish i was there i miss you but it makes me happy seeing you be successful

we’ll be home before you know it i miss you too

and with that i turn my phone off for the night and bury myself under my covers in a desperate attempt to shut my brain off from thinking things it shouldn't. as the hours passed i tossed more and more not able to fall asleep, stay asleep and get comfortable. peeking at my clock to see the glowing 6:44am, i roll over shoving my face into my pillow and let out an unnecessarily loud groan. seeing no point staying in bed just to not be able to sleep i pad my way to the living room, claiming it my spot for the day. i put on a random season of the office to fill the silence and loneliness that i've sadly become used to. having seen the office far too many times, it's become a comfort background show, making it easy for me to fall asleep.

i accidentally ordered a package to your house from the last time you used my amazon prime to order something. it says it’s been delivered could you just put it aside for me? have a good day

staring at my phone i reread matt's text a few times, my mind still fuzzy and confused thanks to my lack of sleep. finally understanding it after the 5th time, i wrap my blanket around my body and trudge over to the door to pick it up. opening the door and checking the ground for a package i'm met with beat up air forces instead. startled, my head whips just to confirm it's who i thought it was.

matt.

all the loneliness, emptiness, sadness, yearning to see you hit me at once, a wave of tears overcame me as i engulf you in a hug nearly sending you and i to the floor. no words have been spoken, there's no need to. i immediately bury my head into your chest, your one hand coming to cradle my head as the other holds me securely to your body. we stay like this for a few minutes before you slightly pull away grabbing my hands and placing them around your neck, sneaking a quick peck to my cheek as you do so. your hands snake around my waist and gently lift me, bringing both of us into my house. closing the front door we make our way to the living room sitting on the couch turning to face each other.

god i missed you. today was our last day of tour but we were gonna stay there and explore the city for a few days but i couldn’t wait any longer i needed to see you. i was worried about you and couldn't bare the thought of being away for another second.

i missed you more. things haven’t been right since you guys left

like what?

it feels stupid to say out loud but ive felt so alone. like i have no one other than you guys and that makes me feel so pathetic that i rely on you guys so much. i haven't been able to sleep that much my mind just won't shut up i kept thinking about you guys and worrying about something bad happening to you it's stupid i know. heavily sighing i roughly wipe my face drying the tears that i tried so desperately to not let fall.

hey what did we talk about? every thought and feeling is valid they’re not stupid don’t say that.

you stand and offer me your hand and lead me to my room where we crawl into bed. you pull me as close to you as you possibly can. my head on your chest with my arm loosely draped across your body, your cotton shirt carelessly balled up in my hand. your arms wrapped around my torso like your life depended on it. god i missed this

i’m here now okay? everything’s okay, i’m okay, my brothers are okay, nothing happened to us. we’re not going anywhere for a while and when we do your coming with us. and don’t try and say you won’t be able to because of school, you’re coming no matter what. i can’t go that long without you, nothings the same

i won’t put up a fight i don’t want to do this again this was horrible being alone for so long. i missed being in your arms, feeling like nothing bad will ever happen because i have you here

as you place a gentle kiss to the top of my head a comfortable silence falls over us and we bask in this moment of being in each others arms again. my eyes grow heavy but my body is still fighting sleep like it has for the past few weeks

you can sleep now i’m here i’m not going anywhere i promise. i love you so much sweet girl

with the hushed tone of your voice and gentle pecks on my forehead, i feel my body grow heavier with sleep. i blindly reach my hand around searching for yours which you seem to pick up on what i wanted, placing your hand on mine and give it a squeeze once and a while letting me know you're right there.

goodnight sweet girl. i’m right here

taglist: @antisocialties @iluvmatt @dwntwn-strnlo @fake-coolbeans @opheliaofficial07 @angelcake-222 @oneirophobic @strniolo @lollibumblebee @ssturniolo @20nugs

(i can’t remember who it was but i saw someone color coded the dialogue and that makes it so much easier to read so shoutout to you if it was you)

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo x reader #readers pov

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https-siren · 5 months

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-.Cornflowers and Kismet.-

Cw: Angst, Character "death," female reader hinted but can also be seen as GN, the reader has a plant quirk, overall just fluff, some mental health issues mentioned (not very prominent) minor to severe angst. Friends to lovers (?) some abuse mentioned (parental, both mental and semi-physical) (Messed up the timeline so Touya goes missing much later than the actual Canonic manga/storyline) Brief mentions of Enji Todoroki. Todoroki Family Abuse lore semi relavent.

NOT PROOFREAD

shoutout to my friend for helping me choose the flowers in this fic!

A little bit "rushed" idk tho ;-;

You and Touya have been friends since you were around 6-7 years old, When you found him throwing rocks at your window, leading your hand outside, you knew your life would change from then on.

Fate or Kismet, is the strangest thing. How can you just find somebody and want to stay with them forever?

The fateful night when Touya came to your doorstep was when you were only 13 years old. Hearing a small tap that came from your window made you anxious, as you feared a possible break in.

Peering out the window you noticed the familiar figure of Touya, his white locks and his blue eyes always identified him. You creaked open the window and shouted, "Meet me at the front door Touya!" You then creaked open the front door, and there he stood, with an eager smile, tinting his eyes with childlike urgency.

"Hey, walk with me for a little?" He asked smile on his face.

"At this hour?" You questioned with a small yawn.

"Just trust me! I promise nothing will happen! Plus if you come with me I can show you the surprise I have planned!" He said hand extended for you to grab, if and only if you took his questionable offer into mind.

Intrigued you gladly placed your hand in his. Wondering what this surprise could be.

He led you through the woods that coated your backyard. He led you to an opening, one that seemed to be created by him and his flames.

He let go of your hand and grabbed something perched up on the tree branch behind him.

"Suprise," he said while holding out a small bouquet of flowers.

Cornflowers

"I love them Touya," you said, examining each petal, and taking in the delicate glow they presented you with.

The happiness you two held in that moment was the experience of a lifetime, unfortunately, the loud yelling of Enji, ruined everything.

"Touya! Where are you?!" "If you're training I'll make sure to break your legs this time."

Touya's smile ultimately faded in the moment. "I need to head home." "Get home safe, I'll call you in the morning." He said while slowly turning around to walk home.

You, yourself headed home as well, holding the flowers in your hand, careful not to damage any pebbles.

When you reached home, you kicked off your shoes, and went straight to bed.

When you woke up in the morning you awaited his call. But strangely it never came.

Concerned, you decided to head off to the Todoroki Household.

Maybe he overslept? Maybe he forgot to call you? These questions puzzled your mind beyond belief.

When you reach the household, you notice the utter silence, which was strange for such a large family.

Walking to the front of the house you noticed something that made your heart drop, three police cars. Concerned you knock on the door, but you aren't greeted by Touya, Enji greets you instead.

"Touyas not here." "He's been missing since last night." He said with a somber look that was relatively out of character. As you know the horrors he committed behind closed doors.

Your chest feels heavy, and you're unable to speak, as the shock of the moment has paralyzed your body.

"There was a fire in the forest last night. Touyas' been pronounced dead." He continued. The shock of this news not registering correctly in your mind.

"Go home." "I'll call your parents when the situation dies down."

You were then met with the slam of the Todoroki family's front door.

You started to walk home. Your mind finally processing the gravity of the situation. Your best friend was gone.

When you reached your front door, your parents' car had returned to its original place. For they were home. You prepared yourself for a barrage of questions, as you slowly pried open the door. You were surprised to find your mom hugging you. "I heard about Touya, if you'd like to talk I'm here for you. Whenever you're ready." She said while breaking the hug and then walking back into the kitchen.

Not wanting to talk you headed back to your room. Opening up the door and closing it behind you only to see the flowers he left behind you, piercing your mind with thought.

What had really happened?

...

The first few weeks without Touya were an absolute hell. You didn't have the energy to do much of anything. You simply lay there, in your room, reading all the text messages you had sent to him the day he went missing.

Touya, I miss you. The police have pronounced you dead. But I know you're still out there. I can feel it. Please come home.

Touya it's been a week. Where did you go? Why did you have to leave me?

Just come home.

...

The first hard weeks turned into months with minor incidents, to six years of you trying to drown his disappearance by other distractions. Since you had a plant quirk, you did your best to keep the original bouquet of flowers. A singular petal wilting would send your mind into panic mode. You wanted to keep his memory alive.

You have moved away from home since then. Not a relatively long distance. Just one that was away from any major forests.

Staring at the flowers in your new home inspired you to replant the flowers. Not just in your home, but you'd plant them in an intricate pathway. From the opening he made in the forest for you, to your new home. So maybe, just maybe, he'll be able to find you again.

...

It didn't take long until the pathway was formed as your quirk cut down the planting and growing time by half. You waited until nightfall and the glow still resided.

You waited a few days, no signs of him. After a few weeks, no sign of him.

For it would be months until you saw him again.

One night you heard the same tapping noise on your window. You brushed it off as it was relatively windy that night. A louder tapping noise snapped you out of your doubt. Somebody was outside.

You looked out your window. White hair? Blue eyes? It was Touya.

You darted out your front door.

"Hey, beautiful." He said while you quite literally sprinted towards him.

Pulling him in for a hug, tracing your hands on his scars. You really did miss him.

For once you finally felt safe.

Kismet had brought you together again once more, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

TYSM for reading!!!!

#dabi #mha dabi #bnha #mha #dabi todoroki #touya todoroki #todoroki touya #dabi x reader #todoroki family #endeavor #enji todoroki #boku no hero academia #x you #x you angst #x you fluff #mha x reader #dabi is touya #touya x reader

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tipsheda · 9 months

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Favorite Music I Listened to in 2023

Through Census Designated this year and her various Dariacore albums, I discovered Jane Remover in 2023 and I'm really glad I did (thanks for the recommendation, Imogen!). Census Designated has an utterly fantastic vibe that resonates with feelings of nostalgia and melancholy like nothing else for me. It puts me in such a unique headspace and I will treasure it for that.

The album is supposed to embody dead grass, and it nails it. It makes me recall timeless moments with friends doing nothing together. Of countless nights driving back and forth between Rochester and Minneapolis back when I didn't live in Minneapolis yet but had friends there. It brought me back to some of the feelings I had right after college when I had to leave so many friends behind to join the Real World, and how I was able to hold on to some of those relationships despite distance and change. I didn't even like this album that much on first listen. It's been through repeated listens in different contexts that it's won its way into my heart. In my basement, listening with a friend. Outside, listening with some friends around a bonfire. On lonely drives to and from my various old stomping grounds.

TLDR: I have imprinted on this album and it's now a core memory and feeling that I can reference back to in the future when I want to revel in the emotions of a certain time period in my life. Good shit. Also, good companion piece to the game, Fallow.

I listened to some of the songs from Caroline Polachek's new album, Desire, I Want to Turn Into You, for the first time in the car with some friends driving through a small town in Wisconsin. It was on full blast. What a sound! The album has so much energy. It's just absolute banger city.

Say what you want. But I've waited so long for a new Skrillex album and we got 2 in one year. Been a fan ever since listening over and over again to every single track he put out back in middle and high school on my school bus rides from 2011-2014. His work had a huge impact on my musical taste and my own music. Not every track on these albums hit for me. They never have on any of the past albums. But the ones that hit, fucking hit.

I had listened to some underscores songs a couple years ago and liked them, but never looked much further into the artist's music until a friend brought them up again. Then they released a new album this year and all hell broke loose. Great music. Energy, passion, emotion, all the good stuff.

Frost Children is great. Saw them live this year. They sound even better live. Listen to Frost Children. Favorite song is COUP.

Also saw Arooj Aftab play live with Vijay Iyer and Shahzad Ismaily and it was just chill and beautiful sounds with haunting vocals the whole time. Good stuff.

Dodgr had only really put out the occasional single for so long and each one was an absolute banger with a great and unique vocal style over some good beats. I missed that she put out a whole album last year. It slaps.

Also, I want to give one final shoutout to a band I forgot to mention, Geese and their album this year 3D Country. It's like neo-Dad Rock or punk country. A blend of country/rock music with punk cowboy vocals. It was the music that was the most out of my wheelhouse out of everything I've listened to this year and I love it now. Saw them live and they were great.

Honorable mentions:

Elise Trouw - Losing Sleep

KNOWER - KNOWER FOREVER

Alexander Panos - Nascent (2022)

Rebecca Black - Let Her Burn

#new music #aoty 2023 #best music of 2023

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apieceoftoastedbread · 3 months

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i just got in the car to go home. let me yap.

WARNING FOR SPOILERS FOR THE GHOST MOVIE “RITE HERE RITE NOW”

Okay so, the thing at the beginning with saltarian was super cool. was kinda a jumpscare to see his face on the big big screen but it helped me stop disassociating and realize “holy shit im seeing the ghost movie”. Btw!! shoutout to my brother for taking me to go see it since my super religious parents would never take me. anyways uhm it was fucking awesome!! seeing all the ghouls in high detail kinda sparked my ghost hyperfixation again (it never left, just got very, VERY, weak.) i got to see my silly phantom and aurora and all the silly ghouls again and i was stimming very much. the theater was almost empty!! it was shocking how little people there was. I went with my brother and a mutual friend and we were the only ones in our row with small groups spread around us. Since this is my rant and i dont have any rules im gonna rip the bandaid off. i am so glad copia didnt and will HOPEFULLY keep being a reoccurring character as lead of the clergy. im a little upset about the cliffhanger of the new papa but i get it. ALSO,,, COSMO TALKED?? “Arent we gonna do a encore?” EXCUSE ME?? i was so so shocked. The misleading of death and new beginnings was also amazingly portrayed. i am going to miss the character of sister imperator but she had a good run. The show of Her, Papa copia (Father imperator🙏🙏), and Papa nihil being a family and all of then talking warmed my heart. totally didnt cry at that. WHAT DID MAKE ME CRY WAS IF YOU HAVE GHOST!! god the way they did that song and that whole scene tbh was just amazing. i cried a bit and was so touched by that song. The ghoulettes were amazing and i hope this isnt the last we see of them, but i get it if this is it. The singing ghoulete was amazing, she had a truely beautiful voice and make me get the chills a few times. The ones behind the instruments were just as good if not better. they all did great but i applaud the ones playing for being able to focus and play the entire time. The new song(god talk about quick changes) Was AMAZING!! i was up when it dropped and it has already been added to all my playlists. The credits with the song and the meaning of the song touch my heart in a way few songs are able to. I saw people on twitter complaining (as people on twitter do..) about certain ghouls not having much screentime, and i will admit that some had more than others, but i dont think its enough to be upset about. at the end of the day it relies on tobias, the camera team, and the ghouls boundaries. The dancers for Dance macabre and twenties was super cool!! kinda spooked me and make me uncomfy in the beginning but i think they did great. what did make me a little uncomfy was the video for year zero.. I am not a very religious person and do not have a label on what i consider myself, but the video was a bit of a jumpscare and was a little scary for me,. although im sure other liked it. I cannot wait for the album to be out and i will be putting on ghost more since the tism go brrr. expect ghost themed media to be posted by me more!! i think thats all but if theres anything else ill make a part 2 when im able to think again.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk!!

#ghost: rite here rite now #ghost band movie #the band ghost ghouls #ghost ghouls #ghost movie #ghost band #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghovie #ghost #the ghost band

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hexiewrites · 11 months

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I was gone in the summer so I missed this milestone but: I've officially been in the steddie fandom a year (plus, uh, three months), and wow, what a fucking amazing year it's been

(i do want to shout out to my spouse for BEGGING me to watch this show for multiple years until i finally caved when they were away last summer, and to whoever made a steddie fanvid on tiktok, and the algorithm gods who went 'this bitch likes gay shit' and served it to me, causing my total descent into absolutely madness)

in that time (since august of 2022, and actually almost all between aug 2022-april 2023), I've:

written 16 (!!!) fics

totalling 307,294 words (holy fuck)

my three most popular fics are, by no small margin:

same as it ever was (which was only my 3rd ever steddie fic) (and which is currently being podficc'd by the amazing @n0connections!)

carve your name into my chest (my magnum opus, the steddie hockey fic, which I am still to this day absolutely blown away by the reception to. it's baby brother prequel, clean ice cold hearts can't lose, is much less popular but one of my absolute faves. can be read as a standalone, if you're into that!)

&, there'll be a riot cause i know you (proving that you're all really just here for the smut ;))

I've had other podfics made (thank you, @amanita-fierce, for the amazing pod of when they raise the landing gear (will your heart stay here)

I've gone absolutely crazy with a @thefreakandthehair prompt and accidentally wrote a hallmark movie fic that's the second longest thing I've ever done (make this inn our own), which the incredible @staymagical BOUND INTO A BOOK for me (the craziest and coolest thing that's ever happened in my fandom life, I'm not even gonna lie!) (and then my amazing beta blue bound carve into a book, but they don't have tumblr so they don't get a fun tag, but I also cried very hard about that as well)

I've gotten more fanart than I could even hope to tag, but special shoutout to @oriarts for being the first and for never failing to make me lose my mind over the way you make my fuzzy brain images come to life, and also for letting me brain spaghetti at them literally all the time, many of my fics would not exist without ori (psst if you make fanart PLEASE tag me so i can see it and cry!!!)

and I've made more friends than I ever expected, and have felt so loved and supported by this whole community. I've been part of fandom for the better part of two decades now (yikes) and have never felt so welcome, and appreciated, and I have to thank all of you for that.

I'm so excited to be back, and I'm sorry I don't have a pithy way to end this post. <3

ps. no promises, but hopefully there will be some new stuff coming down the pipeline in the next few months. hope to see you there!

#about the author #hex writes stuff #my stuff #kind of?#a retrospective #one year anniversary #plus three months #cause ya girl has adhd

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etherealising · 6 months

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Hi Vee!!! I hope you’re doing well and congratulations on 1K woot woot <3! I was wondering what some of your favorite songs are right now and what are some of the songs that remind you of aiekoy currently? For me it’s definitely Pigment by HER, unthinkable by Alicia Keys, and Do4Love by Snoh Allegra both sonically and lyrically are what I usually listen to when reading aiekoy!

bestie bestie bestie…i hope you’re sat and ready for this presentation you’re about to receive. also the pfp is so cute i love that for you!! 🥰

firstly i am doing well thank you for inquiring, i hope the same could be said for you my love! also 1k wowie! most are bots and pages that don’t interact but we’ll take our wins where we can get them! please babe prepare yourself for this behemoth of a post! 💕

some of my fav songs atm are…

nothing matters - the last dinner party

this song makes me feel like i’m a witch in salem and my neighbor wants me hanged because he thinks i seduced his wife with witchcraft but we’re actually just two ladies in love

history of man - maisie peters

i’m a whore for greek mythology references and girly pop got me

rapstar - polo g

word for word bar for bar i could sing this song drunk

megan’s piano - meg thee stallion

dare say this is my hype song (could also sing this song faded out of my mind)

slow burn - infinity song

gives me 90s vibes and i love anything they put out (it inspired aiekoy chapter 12 heavily)

walk like this - flo

listen flo has been doing it right since cardboard box i don’t play about these girlies!!!!

the way things go - beabadoobee

i actually have a carmy one-shot based on lyrics from this song 🥲

songs that remind me of aiekoy:

only you - yazoo

i mean this one feels kind of obvious to me, it literally inspired this whole fic and without it aiekoy would have never seen the light of day.

cybah - syd/lucky daye

listen okay, this song just speaks to my sole and i promise you everytime i hear these lyrics i can see baby and carmy in my minds eye just going through so many different scenes its absolutely crazy. this song is just so intimate to me and it reminds me of the soft intimacy barby shares.

loved by you - kirby

this song is so carmy coded it inspired an upcoming interlude and anytime i hear it all i can think about is barby (mostly carmy) and all the scenes i have planned to write about in interlude 3. this song gives me very much carmy’s internal dialogue throughout this series and that’s basically what the interlude is as well. this song also really inspired me to keep writing this series when i was ready to just give up on it and idk it just holds a special place in my heart (also shoutout to s1e4 of the bear for introducing me to this song 😭)

ros - mac miller

i feel like this is so out of left field but it just fits! also very carmy coded imo just hearing this song immediately makes me think of barby and lyrically i just feel like it fits them almost perfectly (also heavily gives carmy’s internal monologue).

honorable mentions:

achy bones - ash the ghost

dark red - steve lacy

i like the way you love me - brenton wood

back in town - florence + the machine

bestie brattyb’s immaculate music taste:

pigment

literally gagged me, i was not ready for that! i love the mixture of singing and spoken word it was so beautiful and i feel like it balances the love and toxicity that can sometimes be present in relationships and it screams barby. you really put me on with this one bestie it was such a good choice!!!

unthinkable

a classic really miss keys rarely misses. listening to this song i could literally see scenes between carmy and baby playing out in my head which is always inspires me to write. like oh my goodness how have i not considered this song before this is literally barby’s relationship in a nutshell!

do4love

bestie you really have superior music taste. this gives me like the ‘missing’ years between carmy and baby. especially baby trying to move on and create a life outside of her love for carmy and her little Chicago gang.

i genuinely love you so much for all the constant support you have given me and this funny little series i decided to write, also thank you so much for participating in my 1k celebration your ask forced me to go through the aiekoy playlist and remember why i love writing this series so must and it has really inspired me to keep writing for aiekoy!!

please enjoy the long awaited playlist i’ve been meaning to share (apologies in advance there’s some random songs that def don’t belong and i’m too lazy to delete) 🫶🏽🤍

#etherealising’s 1k celebration ੈ𑁍༘⋆#bestie brattyb doesn’t know what she got herself into #i could write a paper on the music for aiekoy #you are literally my favorite person for this ask #music is the way to my heart i love you for this #I hope you are well lovie 🫶🏽#vee answers °•. ✿ .•°

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Zhang Yixing: Grandline4, Shanghai (August 2024)

Four very short days after I arrived in China, I left Hangzhou where I’m living and got on a bullet train to Shanghai. Thinking back, it was insane of me to do this. There was so much I had to organize before I started work, but this was an opportunity of a lifetime. I had been trying to get tickets to Grandline 4 quite literally anywhere in the world, but none of the dates worked with my moving schedule. I felt like the only Beiker on planet earth that was going to miss this concert series. Then, a couple of weeks before my departure from Australia, in a very China-esque fashion, but especially typical of his studio, they dropped dates and ticket sales for Shanghai. It was his last stop on the Grandline tour for 2024, so it was going to be like the Hunger Games trying to get tickets.

Fortunately, I have an army of awesome women around me in this fandom and with their help, I was able to secure tickets for BOTH Shanghai dates. I was also fortunate enough to see him when he headlined Metamoon in New York City while I was living there but he was only on stage for 45 minutes, and it wasn’t his show. Besides, everyone knows Zhang Yixing in China is superior so I was simply dying to see him on his home turf.

And oh my god, he did not disappoint.

I joined the fandom after finding him on Street Dance of China Season 3. I showed up for Yibo but left with an obsession for the introverted Krump King of China. I fell in the Yixing hole back then and I have no desire to climb out – haha! But when I joined the fandom back then, and actually since then as well, it seemed that Yixing was moving through the world with an unhealthy amount of melancholy. Maybe it’s just me, but for so long all he was talking about was how lonely he was, his age, and his fears about his unrealized dreams. Now I understand that right after I joined his fandom COVID hit and many people around the world fell into a massive slump, but it was more than that with him. It seeped into every live stream he did, every interview, and his song lyrics became about these feelings, and it painted his face for a few years.

Well, after being in Shanghai, I think the collective agreement among fans is, that version of Zhang Yixing seems gone. His body is super healthy, and it’s obvious he’s done work on his mental health and the way in which he looks at the world in front of him. He radiates joy and happiness, and it is an absolute blessing to witness. It was unexpected, but his happiness and his contentedness eminates off of him. His smile is full and genuine. It was, hands down, my favourite part of both dates. I am so thankful I got to see him like that and I really hope that whatever he’s doing, he continues to do more of it!

I made it all the way through night one and almost all the way through night two before the tears started. He closed the second night with Breathe and if you follow me on other socials you will know I’ve been screaming about this song since he dropped it. It speaks to my heart and soul right now and I feel like he wrote it about me. Isn’t it funny how music can touch us like that? Anyway, the opening beats of Breathe started and I couldn’t hold my tears in. The Chinese auntie next to me chuckled at me, but it’s fine!

I really hope I get the chance to see him in China again. Shanghai was the last stop for 2024 as he’s focusing more on his stage and screen performances for now but music is his life so I’m sure there will inevitably be more shows next year.

A quick shoutout to his studio. I know as a fandom we tend to collectively and loudly shit all over the incompetence of his staff, but they really came through for me and my friend on night one. We were sitting in different sections (like everyone in China does) and she was much further away from the stage than me. We asked security if my friend could come through to my section and take some close up photos, but they weren’t having it. Someone from Yixing’s staff saw the exchange, clocked that we were both foreigners, and came to our rescue. He made a call and escorted us down to the barrier for photo ops. It was so nice of them, and it made our night – especially for my friend who wouldn’t have had the chance for such photos otherwise. So we’re on a no-ragging-on-studio kick – FOR NOW!

If you ever get the chance to see this wonderful soul in the flesh, don’t hesitate. He is worth every single dollar I spent on tickets – and I spent a loooottttttt.

I love him I love him I love him I love him. Probably not a normal amount, but that’s okay.

I have lots of videos from both nights but Tumblr only lets you upload one video per post so I'm dropping the video in question that brought on all the tears.

Till next time, peace!

#ZhangYixing #LayZhang #Lay #Yixing #Grandline4 #Grandline #Breathe #Shanghai #Concert #Music

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So...about JL X RWBY: Superheroes and Huntmen Part One...

Last night, I sat down to check out the film (shoutout to @autistic-swanprincess who shared the link over on Discord). Here are my first impressions:

In general, I thought the film was alright. I mean it's not anything particularly groundbreaking but as RWBY's first ever movie, I think it succeeded in getting me at least invested in what’s to come next. One concern I had going in was that this was going to turn out to be more of a DC film with the RWBY characters taking a back seat in their own first film. Technically, in some way, we kind of got one or two scenes where that happened---like Superman overstepping Ruby's leadership in some of the action moments. But putting that aside, I thought the film was fine.

I appreciate the fact that there was a nice unexpected twist to the story. Here I pegged the main setting of the story to be back at Beacon but nope! Ultimately it was basically RWBY and JNR trapped in some of kind of simulation and the big cliffhanger teaser for Part Two is that whoever trapped JNR_RWBY in the virtual realm is someone from their world.

So on that front, like I said, the film did good on getting me interested in the story. Part One was just the appetizer so I’m hoping that Part Two will bring the main course.

Specific Things I wanted to discuss about the film:

I don't know how the DC fangirl in me was supposed to feel about the whole arc with Batman considering to stay in Remnant because in Remnant, he is made into a bat Faunus with electromagnetic abilities. While I can’t speak for other audience members, for me, the whole angle about Batman considering to stay in Remnant so that he can feel more useful as a Faunus as opposed to a regular human without any special abilities like his comrades felt really off-putting to me.

Batman being the brains of the league despite not having any special abilities is kind of the POINT of what made his character so great in the first place. The whole discussion of Bruce being less of a warrior due to his lack of powers was never really a problem. Perhaps I missed a couple of DC films or comic material where this was an important cause of conflict but from the Batman content I've indulged in over the years, this was never a thing.

What the Bat lacked in superpowers, he more than made up for it with his sheer intelligence and proper utilization of his wealth to create resources that helped benefit his team.

As a matter fact, wasn't there not an entire DC animated film where Batman had logs on the key weaknesses of each of the founding members of the Justice League and came up with specific ways to kill each of them as a failsafe?

Like I remember Superman's being a kryptonite bullet to the heart or something while Flash's was attaching a bomb to him that would instantly blow him to smithereens should he stop running so he basically had to keep running forever and I think Wonder Woman's was injecting her with a powerful hallucinogen that made her see multiple clones of archnemesis Cheetah that she would fight and keep fighting till she died?

I can't quite remember the name of the movie but I remember that was part of the story. Batman, being the "smart guy" that was that he literally hatched the downfall of his super-powered allies as a backup plan. Somehow the enemy got a hold of said plan from the Bat and used it against them.

Again, I'm just going off of vague memory here but my point is that forgive me if the whole concept of Batman wanting powers/abilities to feel more useful to the League sounds ludicrous to my ears since, canonically in the DC material, that's never been Batman's key weakness.

At least NOT from the content I've watched. If there is a Batman story that touched on this subject then please let me know cause outside of that, I felt Batman's arc in the film was weird.

I did enjoy his dynamic with Weiss though. I thought Batman/Bruce and Weiss worked really well together. They were one of the two DC x RWBY dynamics that I actually liked.

Jaune and the Green Lantern girl (can’t remember her name at the moment) were my second favourite team up. Although I thought the scene leading up to them being tricked by the fake Pyrhha was kind of dumb given the setup. But outside of that, I really liked how compassionate and understanding Jaune was with Green Lantern girl. He was like a big brother to her which is fitting since Jaune’s patience came from a place of him legit being a big brother with younger sisters.

Renora and Cyborg, on the other hand, were...ridiculous! The awkward love triangle with Cyborg kind of low-key flirting with Nora while Ren reacted jealously was quite cringey to me.

Thanks CRWBY, I hate it! ESPECIALLY knowing how Renora's relationship ends after V8, this was like twisting the knife for the shippers.

Who thought this was cute or even funny?

I dunno what was worse---jealous Ren or abrasive Nora? BOTH personalities felt so out of character for both of em. Then again; I guess it was more in line with how stupid they were written to behave between V7-V8. Still doesn't make it better.

Last but not least. There’s Bumblebee working with Wonder Woman. Not much to say, they worked ok...when they didn't include any out of place moments like Yang kind of thirsting after Wonder Woman.

Like the scene where WW lifted Oscar to interrogate him and Yang made a comment about her being a "strong woman" which Blake reacted to, kind of jealous like? I don't understand why that scene needed to be there. I guess this was the writers way to injecting some awkward humour into the scene?

But I dunno, it came off more clunky than humorous; at least to me.

Speaking of Oscar Pine---it is time to address one of the elephants in the room for this squiggly Pineheard is SALTY!

When Aaron Dismuke announced on Twitter that the BOI was gonna be in this film, needless to say, I was more than ecstatic at that news.

Then when I saw the first teaser image and trailer for the film and saw the RWBY girls in their Beacon outfits, I became confused as to how exactly Oscar was going to fit into the movie since Oscar didn't roll up until V4.

Then I saw the film---at least the first part and I gotta say: what was even the point of having Oscar in this movie?

RT must've paid Aaron in gum because Oscar barely spoke in this movie. He had one line that was barely audible since his character was immediately replaced with an overlay of Ozpin the only scene he appeared. Seriously, what was the point of him even being there if that’s all we got of him?

My only hope is that Oscar---ACTUAL Oscar and not a hologram will have a bigger part in Part Two because if it wasn't for the fact that this film has two parts then I would've been livid as to how they treated my boi in his first RWBY movie.

Sure us Pineheads got to see his smiling face---adorable and freckly as always for like 3 minutes but c'mon! After being starved of his presence for RWBY V9 except for that ONE certain scene, would it have killed them to give us ONE scene with Oscar where he actually spoke?

Frigging Glynda Goodwitch who hasn't been seen since V3 got a scene. SHIT! PYHRRA who is DEAD got a speaking scene over Oscar. Seriously, at this point, why did the CRWBY even bother killing off Pyrhha? They keep finding new ways to insert her into the current storyline when she's been gone for 6 seasons now.

And as much as I like Pyrhha, when she---a character who was killed off seasons ago---is given more preference for precious screentime over characters who are alive in the current story, it starts to get a lil bothersome after some time.

That being said, since it was revealed at the end of the movie that JNR_RWBY are actually in Atlas in their V7 outfits then this is a sign that we could see more of Oscar in the next part of the movie. Keeping my fingers crossed on that one.

Overall, that's all I have to say about the movie. I don't know who wrote the story and script for the film but if I had to give the first part of this film a score, I'd give it a 6/10.

While it was cool seeing the JL team in RWBY style, from a story perspective, it wasn't the best writing I've seen from the franchise (and that's saying something).

It wasn't bad. Just lacking in some areas but I guess that's probably due to it being split into 2 parts. Perhaps things will be better in Part 2 whenever it comes out.

In conclusion, that's it for my first impressions of JL X RWBY: Superheroes and Huntmen Part One. See ya’ll in Part 2.

~LMS (2023)

#squiggles talks: rwby #oscar pine #jl x rwby #rwby movie #rwby movie spoilers

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glamgoblin · 2 years

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Watch and Rewatch List

Tagged by @notme-rainbowfart Ty for the tag!!

Watchlist

Our Dating Sim - This show is so good! It has everything. Old friends? Check! Enemies to lovers? Check! Seemingly unrequited love that was actually requited the characters were just dumb? Check! Art and video game nerds? Check! A must watch so far imo

Love in the Air - I know, I KNOW I am late to this one! I’m ashamed of me too. But I will admit, y’all were right this show is amazing and I love it and it’s perfect and the characters are amazing. I haven’t gotten to PrapaiSky yet but Phayu, my beloved (ty Moon for watching this one with me)

Chains of Heart - Mysteriously dead not dead ex boyfriends?? Running away from your life and moving to an entirely new country, honestly mood

Love Syndrome - The things I will do for Frank… but also the things Frank will do. But seriously I can only find one episode of this so far, does anyone know where a bitch can find the rest of the episodes? (I think they aren’t working together so I am forever mourning frankdrake)

Honorable shoutouts to classics and non bls I am watching: Bleuming, Goblin, UMG, the last of us, and those random people with cleaning tips on youtube

Rewatches

Not Me - Are we even surprised? But it’s been about a year since it finished and I miss it. Plus I wanted to write some more fics. But can anyone anyone please tell me how on earth this is straight

Big Dragon - This is my comfort watch and I love them so so much.

Looking forward to

Only Friends - this is a toxic gays only event go home (alternately: *chanting* khaofirst khaofirst khaofirst khaofirst kh-)

Make a Wish - Okay I love OhmFluke and I am gutted to see them separated but it’s probably good for them to act with other people. Mix the couples up!! I’m most excited for the supernatural elements of this one

Unintentional Love Story - This one has such a strange plot that I’m intrigued. Plus the miscommunication and the fact that it started out with lying Chefs! Kiss! Sometimes a you need to cry over a show you know?

I’m not sure who to tag since I’ve seen a lot of people do this lately and idk who’s already been tagged, so if you see this and want to do it (or do it again/updated) consider yourself tagged by me 😀

#tag game #watchlist #checks list well my mental health is #REDACTED #mental health returning in three to twenty buisness weeks

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amstories · 1 year

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Newsletter #14: October 2023

Dear RNAs,

It's been a while since I've written a newsletter. Seasons are changing so fast so here's a summary of my highlights and milestones for the past months.

Wattpad Ambs Update

Ardor

Ficlet Fridays S04

Inkspired Inktober

Wattpad Ambs Update

In case you missed it, I'm no longer a part of the Ambassadors Program since August. After evaluating my circumstances and busy schedule, I know that I can no longer commit to being an ambassador in Wattpad. Being a part of this program taught me a lot. Here are the few things I learned from Wattpad Ambs:

Never underestimate the value of meaningful conversation for your well-being.

Be aware of what you're saying, and how it could perhaps be misinterpreted.

Take a breather if something you are reading is annoying or angering you.

Volunteers do not necessarily have the time; they have the heart!

The heart of a volunteer is never measured in size, but by the depth of the commitment to make a difference in the lives of others.

And lastly, "Be kind, always." Wattpad Ambs taught me to always look at another online user as another human behind that account. Whatever they might do or say, that account is being handled by another human who has feelings or a circumstance that we know nothing about. That's why it's important to always be kind.

I'm grateful for the work that every Wattpad Ambassador is putting out there, whether seen or unseen by the Wattpad community. You, guys, are awesome!

For those who wants to join the Ambs program, I highly recommend it only if you love to serve the Wattpad community and reading (because you'll do lots of it).

Ardor

Whenever I think of it, I still can't believe it happened. Last MIBF, Ardor was launched and I had my very first book signing. Crazy!

Ardor is an anthology of 21 short stories about love. The title means a strong, intense feeling of love. This is KPub PH's first anthology book project and I'm extremely grateful to be a part of this.

To be able to publish one of my stories is already a miracle, but to be able to have my first book signing in MIBF is even more than my wildest dreams. Publishing a book was never the goal for me. I was already content in writing stories and sharing them on my online platforms.

So I wanted to thank you, my RNAs, for reading my stories. Every support you give goes a long way already, whether it be just reading, commenting, or sharing any post I make. Thank you also for those who already got a copy for themselves. By buying one, you're also supporting 20 other writers. I hope you read theirs, too! Special shoutout to KPub PH who has been so accommodating to me, whether online or in person. I'm deeply grateful that you have chosen my story from the hundreds who submitted their manuscripts. Thank you for being an avenue for me to experience such a miracle as this.

Ficlet Fridays S04

As you may have observed, I stopped posting ficlets since July. I'm officially ending Ficlet Fridays S04. I apologize for those who were waiting for the JenJer ficlets. They are still in my drafts pero iipunin ko muna sila. The main reason why I challenged myself to post a ficlet every Friday this year is to see how far could I commit myself to post regularly.

Since I'm still a student and a person who has different other responsibilities, this challenge became my gauge as to how I can be present as a writer while juggling different roles in my life. I'm doing another writing challenge, Inspired Inktober, to help me start writing about what I really want. It just wouldn't make sense for me to continue writing S04 when there's S05 already.

No worries. My remaining ficlet drafts from S04 would see the light someday.

Ficlet Fridays S05: Inkspired Inktober

For the past months, God has been dealing with me my creative calling. He has continued to affirm that He was the one who placed that desire and dream for me to pursue creatives. One of the ways my creative calling has been manifested is through the stories I create. As a daughter of the Creator, God has given me the gift to create through words and writing. And I just know that I ought to use that gift to reflect God's character and to tell God's story well.

Having a Christian creative community also encouraged and pushed me to pursue this calling. Over time, I became more intentional in the things I write. I also began to reflect and review on the things I've wrote before. So don't be surprised if I begin to unpublish certain stories on my profile.

One of the things that I wanted to do to grow in my creativity is to join Indie Beginning's Inspired Inktober for Christian creatives. Since there are no rules about mediums, interpretations, number of prompts you follow, or how often you'll create, I'll proceed with writing ficlets.

In the ficlets you'll read for Inkspired Inktober, you may expect new characters I might introduce in the (far) future. But for me, these characters have been sitting at the corner of my mind, waiting to be introduced to the world. One day, I'll share their entire stories to the world. But for now, all I could offer are ficlets--only fragments of who they are. And I'm stoked to share them to you!

Don't worry. I might also write about familiar characters you know, depending on the prompt given.

As you journey with me this Inktober, my prayer is that you would encounter God somehow in the ficlets I write.

Thank you for being a part of my creative journey. It's a privilege and an honor for you to allow me to enter your world as you enter mine.

nagkukwento, AM

#announcements #newsletters #amstories #10012023

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Two Great Years

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

You and Nat go to your favorite diner.

Note: This is just soft Nat fluff. Shoutout to my friend for giving me the idea for this one. I hope that y’all enjoy this one!

Natasha Romanoff Masterlist, Main Masterlist

“I have an idea,” Natasha randomly says. You’re laying on the couch together watching a movie. Her head is on your lap and she looks up at you with excitement in her eyes.

“Oh yeah?”

“Let’s go to our diner,” Natasha suggests.

“Hm yeah it has been a while since we went. They may be missing you ordering three orders of fries,” you tease her and she sits up.

You think she’s going to hug you but she pushes you down onto the couch playfully and hovers over you. She leans down but stops inches from your lips. You frown but she only laughs.

“I get those extra fries for you, detka. You always say you don’t want them but then you eat mine and want more for your milkshake,” Natasha says. Your frown turns into a huge smile at Nat’s thoughtfulness.

“I love you,” you tell her.

“I love you too, dorogoy. Now let’s go get some food,” she says and kisses you quickly before she tries to get off the couch. You pull her back down and kiss her harder.

“Y/n,” Nat says between kisses. “We’ll never get to the restaurant if you don’t stop kissing me.”

“Fine,” you say, holding onto the e. “We can kiss more later?“

“Of course. I’ll kiss you forever, detka.”

Nat drives you two to the diner and you walk in to find your usual booth open. You slide in happily and Nat sits across from you.

“Well there’s the happy couple!” The owner says as she catches sight of the two of you.

“Hey! How are you doing?” You ask her.

“Just fine, dear. I’ll get you two your usual orders. Three orders of fries for you Ms. Romanoff?”

“Yes ma’am. You got it,” Natasha says and you laugh. She smirks at you and looks down with a blush.

“Yes ma’am? You sound like me,” you joke.

“Well I remember how touched she was the first time you called her ma’am, so I thought I’d make her smile. It was actually that first time we came here. Do you remember that?” Natasha asks. You feel your heart warm at how kind Natasha is to remember what things make someone smile. That’s just the kind of woman she is.

“Yep. I was so nervous.”

“So was I,” Nat admits.

“You were? You seemed so relaxed.”

“I was freaking out inside. I mean I was on a date with someone I really liked. It was scary,” Natasha explains.

“Well you held it together well, babe. I had no clue,” you tell her.

Your food arrives and without you even asking Natasha puts one of her orders of fries next to your plate. She winks at you and the two of you eat together.

The waitress brought your favorite milkshake to the table and you and Nat share that as well. You dip the fries she ordered you in it and she grins at you all the while. She looks at you and she feels so content.

That’s something you’ve always noticed about Natasha, when she is happy she really can’t help but show it. Her green eyes sparkle and her lips curve into a glorious smile.

Natasha gets up to pay the bill and the owner is at the register.

“Now how long has it been since you two started coming here?” She asks Nat.

“Two years. Two great years,” Natasha says with a smile.

“Oh goodness. They’re a keeper, huh?”

Natasha looks back at you and sees you slurping the last bit of your milkshake. You probably look silly, but to Nat you look perfect.

“Yeah. I haven’t told anyone yet, but I’ve bought a ring,” Natasha admits and she feels her heart fluttering in her chest at the idea of forever with you.

“That’s amazing, dear!”

She finishes up paying and comes back to the table and offers you her hand.

“Ready to go?“

“Yeah. Let’s go home, Natasha,” you take her hand and follow her out.

When you get to the car Natasha pulls you in for a long kiss.

“What was that for, baby?” You ask her.

“I just love you. This place reminds me of our beginning and I just can’t believe how amazing these two years have been,” Natasha explains.

You fight back tears of happiness at her words.

“I love you too, Natasha. Let’s go home and do some more of that kissing.”

Natasha laughs and you relish in the sound. You’ll always love the woman who orders you extra fries just because she knows you’ll want them and who remembers the things that make people smile.

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ahundredtimesover · 3 years

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Fight for You Epilogue (11)

11: Finale part 1: What happens when you learn to accept love

Pairing: Jungkook x (f.) Reader

Genre/Tags: established relationship - FFY couple; fluff, smut (18+)

Warnings: Everyone’s emotional, that’s it 🥺 talks of a family, sexual content (breast play, straddling, unprotective penetrative sex [please be safe!])

Word count: 5.7k

A/N: The (first part of the) end is here and it’s bittersweet. 💍 Their love story was such a joy to write, especially since it ends like this - tears and emotions all around 🥺 A shoutout as well to a scene from my favorite episode of Outlander (01 x 07) that inspired that first morning of FFY OC and JK as a married couple! 🥵 I hope you like this as much as I loved writing it.

And as always, thank you to Ash @jimilter for this banner. 🥰

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You look at your hand and the engagement ring on your finger, one that Jungkook put on you 7 months ago. The way he looked and held you while you stood on top of that mountain - and where he’d screamed he loved you, as he always wanted to do - is so vivid in your mind, like you could play it back in your head everyday and not miss a detail.

You smile at the memory, thinking of how time went by so fast.

It was a fairly quick engagement, as you wanted the wedding and the honeymoon done before the last quarter of this year, knowing how busy you and Jungkook tend to be. But really, you could’ve married him the day after he proposed and you wouldn’t have minded.

The wedding planning started right as you got back from your New Zealand trip, when you arrived at your house to a not-so-surprise party with your loved ones, which - more surprisingly - was attended by your parents.

They took the reins on everything - the venue, ¾ of the guest list, all the decor and favors, and the costs. They insisted it’s their gift and so that you and Jungkook wouldn’t worry about anything, but you knew it was their way of making sure the celebration would be up to their standard. That was also one of their conditions when Jungkook asked for their blessing, you’d learned, and he couldn’t say no.

The intimate celebration you’re set to have when you get back from your honeymoon is all on you and Jungkook, though, as you both still want something you planned and paid for.

But that’s several weeks from now; in a few hours, you’ll be officially starting the rest of your life with him and your heart flutters at the thought.

After all the wedding planning meetings where Jungkook choked every time the coordinator stated the price of something; after all the times you needed to leave him with your mother for his suit fitting; and after all the ‘social etiquette classes and excursions’ that your father subjected Jungkook to; even past the occasional article about the ‘nobody’ who’s marrying the Lee Group successor - you’ll finally get to have Jungkook for yourself and build a life you only imagined.

You smile at the future that’s waiting for you as you look at your engagement ring once more.

“It’s only a short while, sweetie, then there will be another one added to that,” Mrs. Hwang grins as she approaches you. “It feels so surreal that my little girl is getting married.”

“You raised me so well, you know that? I learned happiness through you,” you say, kissing her forehead like you always do.

“And you deserve all of it that the world has to offer,” she kisses yours this time. “Jungkook is the luckiest man alive.”

You smile in agreement and beam widely as you hear your best friends enter the reception room, and Mrs. Hwang leaves you to be with them.

Hoseok excitedly runs to you and gives you the tightest hug, reminiscing all the times that you described to him your dream wedding and saying that it’s nothing like the one you have now.

“What matters is who I’m marrying, and that’s quite the dream, isn’t it?”

“It is,” he smiles. “I’m so happy for you, ___. It’s been a long, tough road but we told you, right? You can have everything.”

He takes his handkerchief to wipe the tear at the corner of your eye before it falls, giggling at how he’s gonna have to keep doing that today so your makeup won’t get messed up.

Not far away is Yoongi, standing at the side and biting his lip, not meeting your eyes.

“Can my other best friend give me a hug, please?” You say softly, knowing that the separation anxiety that comes with his best friend getting married is hitting him a lot harder.

He approaches you slowly, scowling at your teasing smile, but you pull him and he gives in, hugging you immediately, perhaps the tightest he ever has, and you smile into his hold.

“You know, I may be getting married today but that doesn’t change the fact that both of you are my first boyfriends,” you tell them, intertwining your fingers with theirs. “I know love because you two have given that to me unconditionally.”

“You’ve always deserved it, and now someone else gets to love you even more,” Yoongi says. “Jungkook’s lucky he gets to do that. Although him being your husband doesn’t change the fact that I’d still beat him up if he hurts you.”

You tighten your grip on his hand, his protective nature always making you feel emotional.

“I’m sure he knows that. But thank you for always looking out for me,” you choke back your tears as you shift from looking at one best friend to another. “If it’s okay, can you both continue doing that?”

“Always,” Hoseok says, pulling Yoongi so they could sandwich hug you, like you always ask them to. “We’re making a promise to you today, too, ___. We’re never leaving your side.”

The three of you stay like that for a while, with you reveling in the kind of love that’s saved you multiple times - from yourself and the world.

It’s the knock on the door that breaks the moment, and the two know it’s time to go.

“We’ll see you in a little while, okay?” Hoseok says. “Your groom is probably hyperventilating out there.”

You giggle and nod, knowing he’s not wrong. Your best friends leave and you look at yourself in the full-body mirror, wondering what Jungkook would think.

Your gown is the only one from your dream you got to bring to life, as you run your fingers down the beaded and floral embroidery. You trace the lining of your sweetheart neckline and smile at the mermaid silhouette - a little heavy with the tulle and sequin underneath - that makes the dress classic yet whimsical, lavish and elegant, like you always wanted. The dazzling aquamarine and pearl earrings complete the look, and you've got to give it to yourself - you look quite the stunner today.

The door opens and you turn around, and you truly will never tire of seeing Jungkook in a suit. But this one is textured, more luxurious and refined than usual, and the fit is incredible on him. His hair is different, too, and the way it’s pushed back, with his forehead exposed, makes him look so sophisticated yet with his boyish charms still shining through.

He stops halfway through and you smile at him, his glimmering doe eyes and parted lips a look you’ve seen a handful of times, but this one is pretty special.

Jungkook stares at you and it’s as if the world stops. You’re standing there in an exquisite dress that fits perfectly on you, with your sparkling jewelry and the engagement ring you admire all the time. Not even his wildest dreams could conjure a beauty such as you in this gown, especially since not long from now, he’ll be marrying you. Just the thought of being able to have this moment is making him emotional, given what he had to go through to get here, what you both had to endure to be here.

“Hi,” you say softly.

Even with the chatter of the guests from the other room and the faint sounds of the city below, your voice is all he hears.

“Hi, I, uhm,” he stammers, turning around right as he makes it in front of you.

You could hear his bated breaths and see his hand reach for his face, and you smile thinking that on this day, he’s the one doing this.

“Baby, I’ve seen you cry. It’s okay to look at me,” you tell him.

“I might not get to stop if I do,” he sniffs.

“Well, we don’t have enough time. Our friends and families will arrive soon for photos, and then that’s how many more hours entertaining guests before we get to be alone,” you reason.

He sighs, knowing you’re right. He should be savoring this moment he has with you, so he turns around and finally smiles, taking your hands and caressing them.

“You’re so beautiful, ___. You look like a dream.”

“It’s because I am,” you giggle, feeling your cheeks warm. “But so are you, Jungkook,” you caress his face and catch a lone tear that escapes. “I can’t wait to marry you.”

He moves closer, his forehead meeting your own, and letting the tip of his nose touch yours. His breath is hot against your lips, as he utters, “I wanna kiss you so badly.”

You want it just as much, but you stop yourself before you fall into it, knowing you won’t be able to stop.

“The ceremony will start soon, we can’t until then,” you say.

“That’s silly,” he chuckles.

“It’s a rule!”

“Since when do we follow rules?” He cocks an eyebrow.

“I don’t, but you do,” you laugh. “When it’s over, you can kiss me as much and as long as you want.”

“Everyday until I die.”

“Everyday until I die,” you repeat. “That’s so morbid compared to ‘til death do us part,” you giggle.

“Just thought, you know, I could’ve died in that alley because I couldn’t stand to see you hurt,” he says.

“But you didn’t then you fell in love with me instead,” you wink.

“And now we’re here,” he smiles.

“And now we’re here.”

You get lost in his eyes, the ones whose piercing glare used to intimidate and worry and intrigue you but now, they’re often soft when they look back at you. And you want them to always look at you like this.

There’s another knock on the door and it opens as you instruct. The coordinators and photographers enter, followed by your parents.

They had time earlier to separately talk with Jungkook and you, so this is a quick one, as they must get back to the ballroom to entertain the guests. Your best friends arrive with Ina, then Jin and Yeong-ja come through the doors.

Jungkook and his best friend share a hug that you’ve rarely seen them do; they aren’t the type, they said once. But they hold onto each other tightly, eyes closed, thinking about the day that neither of them imagined would come.

“You did it, Kook. You accepted the good things that came your way; I told you that you always deserved them,” Jin says with a proud smile.

“Thanks for changing my life,” Jungkook says. “And for taking a chance on me, and having my back, and telling me shit when I needed to hear them.”

“I promised my dad I always will. We promised him we’ll take care of each other, remember?” Jin chokes back his tears. “I wish he was here but you have to know that he’s so proud of you, probably cheering for you from up there with a beer in hand and all.”

They both laugh and hug again.

“You never gave up on me. I’ll take that with me for the rest of my life,” Jungkook says.

“I know,” Jin pats him on the back. “Brothers, best friends, business partners… We’ll always have each other, Kook. That won’t change.”

Jimin entering the room breaks their moment, and Jin and Yeong-ja excuse themselves.

“What’s it like out there?” You ask your family friend as you give him a hug.

“Well, the men are saying you’re too rich and smart for Jungkook, and the women are saying that he’s too good for you,” Jimin shares.

“The people have decided, babe. I’m officially the lucky one,” you say, taking Jungkook’s hand.

“And I clearly disagree,” he laughs.

“Hey, at least it’s ‘rich and smart’ now. You’re not just the pretty girl anymore,” Jimin points out.

“True, but they’ll see when I get out there,” you frown.

“They’ll be floored.” Your friend hugs you one last time. “You’re gorgeous, ___. And congratulations. I’m so happy for both of you.”

You bid him goodbye and have Mrs. Hwang and Mr. Sim enter, both of them emotional as the photos are being taken and with you hugging them. It’s like they’re letting go of their own daughter, they tell you, and you respond that you’ll still be needing them to constantly guide you and Jungkook, as they always have.

Namjoon comes in soon after, his dimpled and proud smile reminding you of all the times that had comforted you when you were away from Jungkook and missing him.

“You know my duty doesn’t end even when you’re married, right?” Your bodyguard reminds you.

“I know, and I don’t want it to,” you hug him. “Thank you for always protecting me, Namjoon, and for being a great friend. Please don’t ever leave my side.”

“Never,” he assures you.

“That extends to you, too, Jungkook,” he shakes your groom’s hand. “Thank you for making her as happy as you do.”

More smiles are shared until they eventually leave, and you think it’s the last round of photos but the coordinator says there’s one more.

Jungkook’s mother and her family enter, and you turn to him immediately, his smile warming your heart at the thought that he wants to share this with them, too.

They’ve been spending time together, and you’re glad that the part of Jungkook she hurt has also healed. She’s with a husband who loves her and has kids who adore her, and you know that’s one reason why it became easier.

Jungkook smiles shyly as they both spend a moment on their own, and you know that even if he can’t ever take his childhood back, this should be enough. It’s the most important day of both your lives, and she’s here for him, like she said she’d be.

They hug - a rare sight, but he sighs into it, and you can only imagine how important this is for him, as it is for her.

The reception room is cleared and you and Jungkook are instructed to head out for your grand entrance. You both stand behind the door, waiting for it to open, as you hear the buzzing die down.

He caresses your hand and you turn towards him, with his striking jawline and pretty nose and that scar on his cheek making him all kinds of beautiful and real. He turns towards you with a smile on his face, perhaps thinking the same.

“Screw the rules,” you say, then you plant a kiss on his lips and you feel him smile into it. “I love you, Jeon Jungkook.”

He laughs sweetly as the doors open, and that’s how the cameras capture him.

The man who’d not dared look at you the first time you met, who was too stiff, too serious, too careful with everything, now laughs so comfortably and smiles so freely.

The man who always stood on the sidelines, watching everyone else live their lives and pass him by, now gets to share this walk with you in front of hundreds of people who’ll never truly understand what it took to get here.

The man who’d been so afraid to love and be loved because he didn’t know what it was supposed to be like, gets to take your hand and exchange a promise of forever with you, knowing he’ll love you even when he’s scared, or worried, or unsure, and that you’ll do the same.

You’re crying by the time you reach the officiant, and he smiles at you and proceeds with the ceremony, with your hand in Jungkook’s the entire time. The words fly by your ears, and you’re counting down the minutes until you get to the best part.

You turn towards each other to place the rings. You feel him shaking - in excitement or impatience, you’re not sure, but you’re not used to him being like this.

“Okay, babe, you just have to slide the ring on my finger, got that? It’s not that hard,” you tease.

“I’ve done this before, I don’t know why I’m so nervous,” he says shyly.

It’s probably all the eyes on both of you, or perhaps how such an intimate moment is being shared with hundreds of strangers, but you look him in the eyes and whisper, “just focus on me.”

And he does, and you both manage for the rest of the ceremony, the smiles on your faces not faltering one bit. You keep the vows simple, as you’ve said everything you needed to, and they’re something you want to keep to yourselves.

You face each other again, as the officiant announces your first kiss as husband and wife. Jungkook takes a deep breath before he removes your veil and basks in your beauty, something he’ll never tire of, that he’s eternally grateful he’ll be able to savor everyday.

You see him take his time; an oddity, as he seemed like he couldn’t wait to do this earlier. His eyes soften even more, as he cups your cheeks and pulls you close.

The kiss is gentle but holds so many promises, so many plans, so many dreams you’ll both reach one day. With all the applause from the guests in the room, Jungkook focuses on you and how you feel against him, and you smile onto his lips like you always do.

“I love you so much,” he whispers as he pulls away.

And you’re the one speechless now, as everything fades away and it’s just him, and all the parts of you that ache, that yearn, that wonder if you’ll ever truly be good enough for anybody, those settle in their place for now. Whatever cracks or crevices that are left in your heart may remain, but all the parts that are good will always swell with pride and joy and you know you’ll forget that the broken parts are there in the first place.

The reception starts after more photos, and for the briefest moment, you find time to lean on Jungkook’s chest.

“You think we could skip everything else and just head to our suite?” You whisper in his ear.

He chuckles at your tempting proposition and kisses the top of your head. “That’s one rule we absolutely can’t break, angel. Just hold out a bit more, okay? We have the rest of our lives after this.”

You did hold out, as you really had no choice, but greeting 700 guests was no joke. As if you didn’t already know, the wedding of the Lee Group heir and successor is a pretty big deal, and Jungkook was the one keeping you both together. He made sure you greeted each individual and his energy never wavered, while you, on the other hand, kept pouting at him every chance you got.

It was a long celebration - still a fun one, as Taehyung, who’d said he wouldn’t miss it for the world, turned up and got the party going. But you were so exhausted by the end of it that you were tempted to fall into bed with your gown on, but Jungkook insisted that you get it off, as the corset bodice would make it too uncomfortable. He didn’t want you to wake up on your first morning as a married couple cranky because you didn’t have a shower, either.

So you took a bath together, too tired for even a make-out session, and fell asleep right after.

You smile at the dreamlike day you had yesterday as you open your eyes. You check your finger and there it is, the complementary band to your engagement ring. The additional aquamarine gem - the mermaid’s stone - makes it feel even more you.

You take Jungkook’s hand that’s resting on your belly and there is his ring, too, the tiniest bit of the gem engraved on it. You don’t need to pinch yourself; you know it’s all real.

The gruff sound from next to you signals his consciousness, so you turn to him and kiss his lips.

“Good morning, husband,” you enunciate.

“Hmm, good morning, wife,” he does the same.

You look at each other tenderly until the rumbling sound of Jungkook’s stomach makes you laugh. He’d been too anxious and busy yesterday, as he wanted to make sure he greeted each guest as your parents would like, and he didn’t have time for a proper meal.

“I’ll wash up then call for room service,” you say, kissing him quickly before heading to the bathroom.

Jungkook heads there after you, unbelieving that he’d finally married you, smiling foolishly as he brushes his teeth. He’s so giddy and so in love; he didn’t think he had it in him. At one point, all the talk of him being a stiff, rigid man who did nothing but work got to his head; it’s also why he rarely smiled then.

But with you, it’s all he does. Most of the time, at least. He still worries, panics, gets scared of a lot of things every now and then, but he reckons those will always be part of living this life with you. There will also be the playful, naughty, and exciting stuff, and he can’t wait for more of those, too.

He exits the bathroom and sees you by the table with the gifts from your close friends and the kids at the orphanage, lovingly looking at something inside a red box.

“Hey,” he says, hugging you from behind and kissing your shoulder.

He eyes the pearl necklace that your fingers are delicately touching. “That looks beautiful, angel.”

“Mother gave it to me,” you say, turning to face him. “I don’t remember the last time she gave me a gift that wasn’t money.”

“Well, it is the wedding of her only child,” he says. “Must be pretty special though.”

“She didn’t actually give it; she just left it here in the bag where the gifts from Hoseok and Yoongi are,” you tell him.

“Was there a message?”

“Nope, just a card that said, for my daughter ___. Pretty straightforward,” you chuckle. “Not that I’d expect more, but I think I know what she wants to say. They’re south sea pearls that she bought herself after she married my father. I remember seeing her wear it and I always thought they were so beautiful. I mean, it comes from the sea so I guess that’s why.”

“So what does she want to say?”

“To not lose myself now that I’m married,” you look up at him. “Mother is a lot of things, but she always ensured she’d still be her own self and do what she wants to do even if she was someone’s wife, someone’s mother. She may have missed the whole parenting thing but grown up me can at least see what she means by this,” you continue, placing it around your neck, the strand long enough for it to reach past your breasts.

“I’m your wife. One day I’ll be a mother, a CEO, maybe the Parent-Teacher Association President or something,” you laugh, “and whatever else, but I should still always be me. My roles wouldn’t be the only things that define me.”

“Your heart and your love for people and things always will, ___. Those are what will always define you. Always remember that,” he says, taking your cheek in his hand and caressing it.

“Remind me when I forget, okay?”

“Always.”

He kisses you slowly, deeply, purposefully.

Jungkook wants to tell you that the woman who once told him that she doesn’t know how to fight for herself, who lets others define her because she doesn’t know how to change their minds, who does what people want because she doesn’t want to disappoint them… that woman has grown up. She’s grown up to define herself by her own strength, by her immense ability to love and give what she can for others, by her faith in the good in this world.

He kisses you to tell you that he’ll love all parts of you everyday, including your fears and your pain and your worries. He kisses you to tell you that he will grow and learn and love with you, everyday.

It gets fervent, passionate, and you hold onto his shoulders to keep yourself steady. He feels your desire and you feel his, prompting you to pull his boxers so he could remove it, leaving him bare for you to touch.

He grunts at the feel of your hands, while his pull the tie of your silk robe, trailing down to take your underwear off. You gently push him as you walk, your tongues entangling and your joint moans filling the room. This is what you’re waiting for that you couldn’t do last night.

He sits on the edge of the bed, pulling you so you could straddle him, and you both catch your breath and admire each other’s nakedness.

He slowly removes your last piece of clothing and you’re now in nothing but the necklace and you look so regal, so stunning, and all he wants right now is to please you.

His fingers trace your face, then your chest, eventually gripping you steady as he lifts you gently so he could enter you, your slick already telling him how ready you are for him.

You shiver, as his tongue darts to your breast, letting the cold pearls add to the sensation as he licks you sensually, slowly, your chest already heaving from the pleasure. You grind against him and he guides you while he continues his motions on your buds - his wet muscle swirling, nipping, sucking.

“Baby,” you moan, your head rolling back now. “So good for me always.”

“You taste so good, angel,” he grunts. “Want more of you.”

You return to looking at him, admiring his half-lidded eyes and parted lips, prompting you to kiss him as you continue your movements, his cock dragging inside your hole. You capture each other’s mouths and moans, feeling yourselves get lost in the moment of submission, of clarity, of overwhelming desire.

He flips you on the bed, hovering over you, rolling the pearls on your pert nipples as his thrusts get deeper yet ensuring to still be gentle.

You both continue, as you watch each other fall apart. It’s a long one, as the steady pace lets you just enjoy the gradual climb to the peak, your hands mapping his body while his knead your breasts.

Your eyes are locked with his as you both come, and it’s so satisfying, so liberating to know you’ll have this everyday.

You’ll wake up to him every single morning. You’ll fall asleep to his breathing every single night. You’ll have a home that you’ll create, that you’ll nurture, that you’ll prepare for children whom you’ll love with all of you.

No other words are said. You smile and he smiles back, knowing what’s on your mind is the same as his.

You couldn’t have imagined a better honeymoon than a 2-week road trip through Vienna and Switzerland, all thanks to Taehyung who happily planned it out for you and Jungkook, given your old friend calling those countries home for a time. The surprise was that he paid for all your accommodations, and your hysterical phone call was met with deep laughter and claims that it was all he could do for someone very special to him.

From stunning architecture to idyllic villages at the foot of hills and snow-capped mountains, to castles and beautiful lakes, to the best apple strudel you’ve ever had, you and Jungkook had the most amazing time - truly a wonderful start to your life together.

It wasn’t without both of you getting lost and running out of gas and almost losing your luggage, though, but it was another one of those experiences that let you learn more about your husband, reminding you of how completely different you both are and how despite and maybe because of that, everything just clicks.

The way he gazed at the scenery then at you and the way he held you as you marveled at the stars will always stay with you.

You get back home to Seoul on a weekend, spending your final week in your house before moving all of your and Jungkook’s things to your new place - the one you both purchased and designed. It’s what you spent more time on than your wedding, and you wouldn’t have had it any other way.

It’s perfect. It has a spacious living space with a kitchen big enough for Mrs. Hwang. There are enough guest rooms for your friends to spend the night, a movie room, offices for you and Jungkook, a master bedroom that you had to make a little smaller to accommodate your closet, and your husband’s separate one. He’s got his gym by the garage, and while you didn’t get your steam room, you did get a spa-like bathroom.

The outdoor area is your favorite, though. It has a pool with a hot tub, and a little waterfall that leads to a pond, in case the little ones want fish or turtles or pet ducks, Jungkook had said. There’s space for a soccer goal, a basketball ring, a small driveway for their toy cars and bikes and roller skates and scooters. And just like when you were little, there’s green space to run around in and soak up the sun, play under the rain, and enjoy the snowfall.

Jungkook takes your hand as you both tour your space for the first time. Jimin’s wife, an interior designer, did the decor that would match your personalities and styles. Jungkook’s smile looks so emotional as he goes inside every room, touching every piece of furniture, lingering over the photos and items you’ve both bought during your trips.

“I can imagine it already,” he says, pulling you close as you sit on the outdoor couch and watching the darkening of the sky. “Bubble and water gun fights, tickle wars, movie nights, and our future kids screaming about. There’s so much we can do with them here.”

You hum in response, tracing the veins of his arm as you feel him smile kissing the top of your head. “That would be nice,” you say softly.

“Are you okay with talking about it?”

“Babe, we’ve talked about starting a family for a while now. Of course I am,” you turn towards him.

“I know but we’re married now, we have a house, we’re doing well at our jobs… we actually could try already if we wanted.”

He’s met with silence but it’s not a bad one, at least he thinks so.

You’re ecstatic at the thought of having a family, but you’ve also been enjoying time with just you two. You realize it takes a lot of internal preparation - knowing your body will change, having to think, 24/7, of another human being that’s growing inside you, the fear of something going wrong… You can only prepare so much; if you’re not yet 100% all in yet, it’s better to wait.

“It’s okay, angel. We could enjoy things with just us for now,” he says, with no hint of disappointment or sadness. “It’s been nice being a married couple. We'll start when we’re ready.”

“Just nice?” You cock an eyebrow.

“It’s been absolutely wonderful,” he kisses your cheek then tickles you. “Maybe you could just tone it down with the snoring,” he teases.

It’s months later, on the morning of the first snowfall, when you tell him.

You had a tough day yesterday at work and couldn’t sleep. It was 1AM when you said you were craving for some fluffy pancakes while seeing an advertisement about it, and you didn’t think Jungkook had heard.

You wake up the next morning with an empty space next to you.

“Baby?” You call out, thinking that it would take a while before you find him in your house.

You make it to the kitchen and there stands Jungkook in his pajamas, watching a video on how to make fluffy pancakes.

“Baby, what are you doing?” You walk towards him.

“You were craving last night but there wasn't any place that was open for delivery,” he says, whipping the egg whites and adding the sugar. “I figured I’d try in the morning.”

You feel your heart leap at how casually he says it, like it’s nothing that he woke up early to practice making them, seeing the stack of failed ones on the counter.

“We could wait until a place opens and we can have it delivered,” you tell him.

He shrugs and continues with his work. “At least I know how to make one for next time you crave it in the middle of the night.”

He gets it done the way he thinks you like, slices strawberries, and places the cream in front of you.

He doesn’t need to tell you he knows you had a tough day, or that you’re nervous for a speaking engagement you have next week, or that you’ve just been so tired. You know that he knows, and he’ll do whatever he can to make you feel better, to make you feel cared for and safe, to make you feel that whatever is going on, it’s gonna be okay.

He pours you a cup of coffee and kisses your hand before he tastes what he made, telling you it’s still hot but it’s pretty good. This is a man who will love you through everything, even if you’re scared and tired, or just craving for pancakes.

You just watch him in awe. You shouldn’t be surprised but he somehow still manages to make you feel that, and it is in this moment you’re assured once more that whatever worry you have, Jungkook will be next to you, telling you that you’ll both work it out.

“I’m not so scared anymore, Jungkook,” you take his hand, hoping your smile would reassure him. “I think we could start trying to have a family. What do you think?”

His boyish smile and glassy eyes tell you enough. “Yes, angel. I would really like that.”

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