#since it was a gift to my boyfriend i didn't really want to change anything about it

[catboytenya]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Flower Shop & Tattoo Parlor, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Florist Midoriya Izuku, Tattoo Artist Bakugou Katsuki Summary:

The jingle of the bell above the shop door rang out through the small shop, making Izuku look up from where he had been working. A gentle pink rose was in his hand as he was searching for the perfect spot to place it in the arrangement on the table in front of him. He had been working on it meticulously, since it was a special order for one of his regulars. He watched as Shouto, his friend, and employee, shook off his umbrella before dropping it into the umbrella bin by the door. He hadn’t even noticed it starting to rain outside, too engrossed in the task at hand.

“Did you see that the shop next door finally opens today?” Shouto asked, shrugging off his jacket and hanging it up on the hook by the door.

“Hello to you, too, Todoroki-kun!” Izuku rolled his eyes, but smiled fondly at his friend as he slipped behind the counter where Izuku was currently working. “But yes, I did see. It’s a tattoo parlor, I think.”

[gaypirate420]

Happy birthday// Jasper W. Hale.

Jasper Whitlock-Hale x gn!reader.

Request: can I get a jasper wishin' me happy birthday? 🥺 Like Jas x gen. neut. reader. lots of cuddling falling asleep in his arms feelin' safe & protected from an abusive dad.

A/N: I really tried to put a lot of comfort in this one. I hope everything it's okay, anon! I got carried away with this request.

Tw: Abuse.

Throwing your body into your bed, you buried yourself with your blankets, creating a safe fort with your pillows, stuff animals and the most cozy blanket you have.

Your hands shake, eyes welling up with tears.

Your father keeps screaming from downstairs, always getting mad at the tiniest mistake from your part.

Now your head hurts from the hair pulling and your face has another bruise.

You sob quietly against your pillow and cover your ears with your headphones.

He doesn't shut up, his voice leaking through the music. Why doesn't he shut up!?

SHUT UP. SHUT UP. SHUT UP. SHUT UP. SHUT UP.

You gasp for air, your body starts shaking when you hear his heavy footsteps approaching your door.

You hold your breath as you see his shadow pass.

A huge sigh of relief leaves your lips as he passed your bedroom and didn't bang at the door or try to force it open.

Jasper made his way to your home. A grin on his face as he holds two boxes with a shiny paperwrap in your favorite color.

Your boyfriend didn't have the chance to visit your earlier for your birthday, he sighs as he remembers that only because of his "brother" his plans for today were ruined.

But he's hoping there's still time to do something nice, maybe a nice walk through the woods at night. He makes his way into your room. Climbing up the window and open it.

You don't notice his precense yet, your eyes are wide awake and teary as you watch your comfort show with headphones on.

Someone uncovers you.

You see a pair of golden eyes looking at you.

Then a frown crosses his face.

"Darlin'?" He asks softly. Your wide eyes look up at him, your pretty face bruised and your hands shaking.

"Hi, cowboy." You smiled and try your best to sound happy and cheerful, as if that will distract him from the obvious bruise on your face.

"What are you doing here, Jazz?" You ask softly, your eyes find the two boxes he left on your nightstand, that make him frown more.

The blonde sits at the edge of the bed, his pale hand reaching for your face, he feels his blood boil when you flinch, he's mad you can see it but it's not at you, never at you.

"I...I brought you your gifts, darlin'." He whispers very softly and his finger gently strokes your cheek. It's takes you a couple of seconds but you lean on his touch.

"...today it's my birthday?" You ask in a whisper, that makes his heart break into a million pieces.

"Who did this to you, sugar?" He asked softly, golden eyes meeting yours, but there was something on his tone that was more demanding.

"....dad." You whisper, you felt like a child again, telling someone your father did something bad to you.

Your lips tremble and the welled up tears on your eyes fall down your cheeks the moment his arms wrapped around your trembling body. His strong arms holding you close.

Jasper wants to ask. He wants to know. He needs to know what happened. He knows your father isn't very gentle but he never thought of this.

He wants to know why you didn't tell him anything. Since minute one he'll have you out of your home, miles away from your father, safe and sound with him.

But your sobs makes him change his attention back to you.

His lips leave a tender kiss on your forehead, his thumb tracing circles on your back. His finger are cold but make you feel so warm. You sit there, feeling safe inside your own house for the first time in years. With Jasper here nothing could touch you.

You can breath.

In.

Holding the scent of Jasper.

Out.

Repeat.

Your teary eyes look up at his golden eyes.

"....I want to see the gifts, p-please." You speak in a soft and innocent voice, almost ashamed of asking for them in this moment, but you're too curious now and you don't want to think about anything that happened today. Jasper smirks, he sits you on his lap, you felt very light when he did that.

The vampire takes the first box, it's small and it fits on his hand.

"There you go, sugar." Jasper whispers gently, your face finally has a small smile on it. You take the small gift and open it.

"It's a cupcake." You smiled softly. Jasper nodded and took the small candle that came with the cupcake, burying it on the icing. Your smile widen with every movement he did.

He could feel them, your emotions, you're still scared and anxious but they're getting replaced by happiness very slowly. He light up the candle and lean over to whisper on your ear.

"Happy birthday to you." He began to sing softly, his voice very harmonious, his accent peeking through.

A couple of tears fall down your cheeks but this one's are happy ones, you're so happy Jasper is here. Holding you. Keeping you safe.

If your father walks through that door...

You don't want to think about Jasper hurting your father or even kill him.

But.

Could he- would he?

Do you want him to?

Well if you think about it— you shake your head from those dark thoughts and enjoy his soft singing. Jasper kisses your cheek, his cold lips leaving small kisses that make you tingle. Murmuring a happy birthday and how much he loves you.

"Make a wish, darlin'." He whispers as he holds the cupcake close. You take a deep breath and close your eyes. You think about your wish for a couple of seconds and blow out the candle.

You bite a part of the cupcake, your lips and the tip of nose stained with icing. You giggle and look at Jasper, you kiss his lips to stain him too. The blonde chuckles, you lean over to fetch the camera he gifted you last year.

You turn it on and scoop even closer to Jasper, he holds your hips in place. You point the camera at you and him, it's always tricky to get him fit on the photo with the height difference between you two.

You smile, he smirks and you take a couple of pictures. He bares his fangs in one, making you giggle.

The blonde kisses your cheek once more and grabs the bigger box for you. You shake it gently, it's not heavy but it's something big. You look up at Jasper with a smile on your face, he can feel your excitement.

You undo the wrap paper in a very gentle manner, you want to keep it as a memory, like last year's. Jasper smiles at your fingers grabbing the wrap paper with such delicacy.

It's a plushie. A very big and cuddly bunny. Jasper sees you hug it tightly and nuzzling with it. It seemed to pass your requirements. Before you can tell him you love it you hear something.

Footsteps. Heavy boots against the wooden floor of your home. Your father it's shouting your name, angry. Over and over again. Screaming his lungs out, demanding you to come downstairs.

Your body starts trembling once more. Gasping for air again, your eyes are locked on the door. You hold on the plushie tightly and use Jasper as a shield.

Jasper takes a protective hold of you, guarding you with his arms, his eyes pitch black. You can feel this change in attitude in him, his fangs bare and this rumbling sound, almost an animalistic growl leaves his lips.

The shadow of your father's feet stop infront of your bedroom door.

Jasper growls.

His eyebrows furrow.

He's waiting.

Waiting for your father to dare and open that door. Waiting to attack him, to lounge at him.

Yet, his hands are soft on your body, stroking your skin in a very comfortable manner, you hide your face on his chest, soaking his sweater with your silent tears. His pale fingers stroke your hair, you flinch again but notice his touch is gentle, it feels good, soothing.

But your father leaves. Like a magical change in attitude, thanks to Jasper and his gift.

"It's alright, darlin'." He whispers and kisses your forehead. His thumb wipes your tears away, you lean on his touch and let all those tears you been holding up for so many years to fall down.

Jasper caresses your cheek, he planted soft kisses on your face, his cold lips makes you feel a little tingle. He doesn't want to let go of you now.

"I won't let anyone hurt you again." He whispers with such conviction. You believe him.

You take deep breaths, the plushie it's squeezed by your arms.

You rest your head on his shoulder, his soft sweater against your cheek. Jasper covers you with a blanket, another kiss on your forehead, today they feel more special than before, healing you.

Jasper strokes your hair, a soft yawn left your lips, you snuggle against him, the plushie in between your body and his.

Another yawn and a following sniff, his fingers on your hair just feel so good, the blanket, the way he's holding you like you are the most important thing in the world. Kisses here and there on your forehead. It's so perfect. It makes you want to cry again.

You close your eyes.

Jasper's got you. You're safe with him.

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A/N: Hey, hope y'all like this, I hope I did it right. Requests are still open.

[churipu]

CUTIE ! — JJK MEN & THEIR PARTNER WHO WEARS CUTE SOCKS

featuring. itadori yuuji, gojo satoru, todo aoi x reader

warnings. none :)

note. i was wearing this really cute pair of socks with very cute frog motives and just got this idea out of nowhere, i kept asking myself how jjk men would react with having a partner who likes to wear cute socks. also for requests, i'm working on them! so they will be coming out one by one anytime soon <33 (and i've been having a todo brainrot lately, we need more fics of him :(( )

ITADORI YUUJI. i feel like yuuji fanboys when he sees you in your cute socks, he clutches onto his chest and just thinks about how he got such a cute partner. and i feel like yuuji will buy you socks when he's out, for a mission, for a hangout, on a date with you. there will at least be one pair of socks that he takes home with him.

yuuji thinks about you so much sometimes he remembers what socks you have and don't have — and every time he sees one that you don't have for sale, he wastes no time in buying them for you.

"baby, look!"

you look at him dangling two matching pom pom purin socks, "you got that for me? oh my gosh, i've been wanting to buy them for some time now! how did you get them?"

"i saw these while i was walking back and immediately thought of you, so i bought it for you!"

yuuji just loves watching you wear cute socks, especially the one he buys for you. he won't stop in buying them for you in the future.

fun fact: he got you a box of sanrio matching socks so the two of you could match.

GOJO SATORU. absolutely. loves. your. collection. he treats them like his own, would gush over how cute they are on you and would try to look for more. gojo is totally that person who sees you wearing them and immediately tries to find the same motive with his size so he could match you.

he wants to match with his partner.

he is so that "matching outfits" type of boyfriend, loves it when you ask him to accompany you to buy more socks. i feel like he would literally drop whatever he's doing even if it's important (unless it's a mission) and just teleports over to you.

"okay, let's go shopping."

"aren't you in a meeting?"

"no, they cancelled." obvious lie, he just didn't want to be left out — he has to be in on it when you get your socks. and if you come home from somewhere with a pair, he'd literally break down.

"you.. how could you do this to me y/n? i trusted you!"

"satoru, i just bought socks! what do you mean?"

"exactly. fake people everywhere i go." big baby. gojo just wants to be there when you buy your socks. period. no more debates.

TODO AOI. have you seen his necklace? it's a picture of his idol and yuuji. but ever since he settled down for you — he changed his idol's picture to a picture of you smiling brightly. he's so in love with you it's cute.

and todo, the first time he finds out you have a cute socks collection was when you invited him over for the very first time into your apartment. and you were wearing these really cute dinosaur printed ones that managed to attract his attention.

and when he asks you about it, you told him you had more.

so now socks are just a daily gift for you, todo would go on missions and come back with at least two pairs. he's out there obliterating curses and comes back with the cutest gift for you (apparently according to his friends, he strolls around after the mission trying to find a shop or two and if he doesn't find it, he buys you something else). what a cutie.

"look, i saw these when i was fighting a curse. so i came back to the shop when my mission was done."

"...you scare me sometimes," you tell him with a nervous smile as he looks at you, arching a brow in confusion, "you're hurt and you still managed to look at cute socks in a fight?"

"anything for you, darling!"

© CHURIPU 2023 , DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ANYWHERE !

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the royals | c.l.

synopsis: in which the unofficial royal couple of Monaco ties the knot

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Dating an athlete was never easy. 

The constant travelling, constant change of time zones, jetlag, busy schedule, rarely ever being back home in Monaco.

It was tough for both of you.

Charles and you have been dating ever since you were teenagers. Ever since he started his career in racing, you had been there with him every step of the way.

You were there after every win and every loss, every disappointment and every celebration. You were his rock.

His family loved you, treated you like you were one of their own. Especially Pascale, who couldn't thank God enough that her son had found someone as perfect as you.

After being together for so many years, he had finally proposed to you, the love of his life.

♡♡♡♡♡

The Proposal

"Are you ready to go, amour?" Charles called from the bedroom while you were touching up your lipstick in the bathroom.

Your boyfriend had decided to treat you tonight, seeing as you were both home for the summer break and wanted to enjoy the beautiful city of Monaco.

"Almost. It would've saved us a lot of time if you would've just told me where we're going" you sweetly said, trying to coax your boyfriend into caving to tell you where he was taking you.

"Nice try, amour. I've told you, it's a surprise" he chuckled, checking his watch.

Unknown to you, Charles was freaking out big time. He was bad at keeping secrets, especially from you because you knew him too well.

Planning this proposal weeks in advance without being suspicious had been hell for him. Having hurried and hushed conversations with his family making sure you wouldn't hear, trying to plan everything while you would be busy, trying not to seem like anything was wrong, the definition of hell on Earth for the Monegasque. 

"Alright, I'm ready" you announced, making Charles come back down to Earth.

His breath got caught in his throat because of how beautiful you looked. The dark red dress perfectly hugged your body and curves, the red lipstick you decided to wear making his mind go fuzzy.

"You look stunning as always" he stepped closer to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, leaning in to kiss your cheek knowing you would kill him if he dared to smudge your lipstick the slightest bit.

"And you look as handsome as ever" you giggled, leaning into him until he dragged you out of your shared home towards his car.

The ride was fairly silent, but it was a comfortable silence. Charles drove while resting his hand on your thigh, your hand holding his. The music was playing softly on the radio and you gazed out the window, admiring the city you had long-ago started to call home.

"We're here" Charles announced as he parked his famous Ferrari in front of a top-notch restaurant in the heart of Monte Carlo.

"This is an expensive restaurant, baby" you said, eyeing it suspiciously as Charles helped you out of the car.

"Only the best for my girl" he kissed your palm as he intertwined your fingers and led you into the restaurant.

Once you were both seated, you looked around at the restaurant, only seeing ridiculously rich people dining away.

"You know I don't like it when you spend money on me" you complained, pouting, making your boyfriend smile.

"I know, but you know I like doing it either way" he shrugged and smiled.

You came from the same background as Charles, meaning that you were rich yourself. However, you never took your wealth for granted and you were really smart with how you spent your money.

That being said, ever since he started out in Formula 1 and started making millions every year, Charles made it his mission to spoil you rotten. Buying you clothes, jewelry, taking you out to exclusive restaurant, organizing numerous holidays throughout the year, he never failed to shower you in gifts.

It was one of his love languages, despite the fact that you had told him that he didn't have to do all of those things. He was too stubborn for his own good.

As you ordered and had dinner, small talk and laughs were exchanged between the two of you, the rest of the world drowned out in the background.

You could always lose yourself in his presence, being enveloped by your own little bubble where it was just the two of you.

As the night started winding down and people started to leave, you followed suit once Charles had insisted on paying for the entire meal.

"Are we going home?" you questioned as you made your way towards the car, your hear resting on his shoulder.

"No, we have one more stop before heading home" he quietly said, and you could sense a change in his demeanor.

Figuring it was nothing major, you decided not to question it.

♡♡♡♡♡

"What are we doing here?" you questioned as you stood on Charles' yacht, your horizon filled with the beautiful lights and nightlife of Monte Carlo.

When you didn't receive an answer, you turned around and found Charles down on one knee, holding a beautiful dark red velvet box which contained the most gorgeous ring you had ever laid your eyes on.

Your hands instantly went to your mouth, tears already threatening to spill from your eyes.

"Mon amour, I cannot even remember what life was like before you were a part of it. So many years have passed and I still manage to fall more and more in love with you with each day that passes. You have always been there for me, through every race, every loss and every win, you never once doubted me and supported me through my whole career. Seeing you already being a part of my family and being so loved by everyone made me want to make sure you would never run away from me. I love you more than words could ever express and I want to spend the rest of my days with you by my side, building the family we have always talked about. So, what do you say, my love? Want to make me the happiest guy in the world and marry me?" by the end, he had tears silently running down his cheeks, but his smile singlehandedly lit up the whole yacht.

You didn't even find the words to speak, opting instead for nodding your head vigorously, falling to your knees and throwing yourself in his arms.

He buried his head in your neck and laughed in happiness, relieved to finally get it off his chest.

"I love you so damn much, Charles Leclerc" you whispered, pulling away from the tight hug and letting him put the ring on your finger.

Your eyes were glued to it, the way it perfectly seemed to fit on your finger like it was meant to be there all along.

You couldn't help but pull him into a deep kiss, pouring every single feeling you couldn't convey with words in the kiss.

And in that moment, being wrapped up in the arms of the one you love under the lights of your favorite city, nothing could have been more beautiful.

Just you and your fiancé against the world.

♡♡♡♡♡

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𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

"Your change would be $2.20. Thank you!"

You gave the money to the customer and told him his drink would be ready in a few minutes. The business is slow today. There is not much customers so you are able to do few things in one time.

"Here's your drink, sir. Have a good day."

"It's for you."

"Sorry?"

You were flabbergasted by his gesture. He pushed the drink gently towards you. You could see how his face started to flush and his eyes were everywhere but you.

"I- I ordered this drink for you. Nice to see you."

He said that and immediately ran out from the shop. You were too clueless to do anything so you just sipped on the free drink before went to the next customer.

It continues to be like that. Sometimes, he will bring you flowers or pastries he bought from the bakery near your shop. You learned his name is Jake. At first, the gesture seems to be cute and kind even though you denied him doing it sometimes. However, it became overwhelming when he started to send you gifts like ring with a side note hinted about marriage. You don't like Jake like that. You tried to talk to him about that but sadly the man just giggled and didn't take the matter seriously.

You were laying on the couch while watching a korean drama on your television. You decided to take some days off from work and also from Jake. He is a good guy but you prefer to be just a friend and no more than that. As you were munching on the snacks, you heard knock from the front door.

"urghh I didn't even invite anyone."

You walked to the door forcedly. You just want to enjoy your rest without any disturb. When you opened the door, you were shocked when you saw Jake was standing in front of the door.

"Jake...how can you...be here?"

Jake was standing in front of you with smile on his face. His hands were holding a small bouquet of flowers. However, you never tell him your address. How the fuck this man can be here ?

"Ahh well umm I accidentally saw you around here the other day ago. I was worried about you, Y/n. I thought you were sick because you didn't open your shop and I was waiting there every morning. Thankfully the security guard helped me to get to your house."

"Go away."

His smile dropped after you said that words coldly. Your eyes also changed to scared and angred. Jake didn't understand. He didn't do anything wrong. Why are you being like this?

"Why? I just miss you Y/N. Why I can't be here with you? I thought this is boyfriend things to do."

"What the fuck do you say?!!"

"Are we fighting right now? Whatever I did I'm really sorry. I will try my best to not do it again. This is my first time-"

"Stop! STOP STOP STOP STOP JAKE STOP!!!"

Jake went speechless after hearing you shouted. You rolled your eyes when Jake's expression didn't look guilty at all.

"We are not a couple. I don't love you. We are just friends, Jake. What you did right now is wrong. I never tell you my address and the fact you followed me here is disturbing. So, I want you to leave before I called the police."

You said and immediately closed the door on him. You waited for 20 minutes to open the door again and sighed in relief when Jake finally gone. You thought of going to your parents house since Jake already know your address so he might come here again.

That night, you brought your luggage through the parking building to get to your car. It was at the middle of the night and you thought it was safe since you were alone.

But that's where you got it wrong.

"Where are you going, sweetheart?"

You flinched at the sight of Jake standing few metres from you. His clothes are not clean like how you saw him this morning. His white top looked brownish like a dried blood and it's not only on his clothes but also on his face and hands. He was just smiling at you waiting for your response.

"Are you .... planning to run away from me?"

Your heartbeat started to increase. His voice had made your hands shaking and gave you goosebumps. It feels hard to move and he slowly walked closer to you.

"I missed you like crazy, Y/n."

Suddenly, you finally got courage and ran to make it to your car. You were like 50 metres away from your car and Jake was a bit far. However, as you were running to your car Jake started to do the same too. The luggage you brought together already forgotten and you only want to save yourself for now.

When you thought he nearly grabbed your hand you successfully dodged it and quickly get inside the car and locked it instantly to stop Jake from getting inside too. You watched him being in rage and frustrated when he failed to catch you. His harsh knock on your car window made you flinched again. Jake went closer to the window and staring straight to your eyes.

"I will find you no matter how far you run away from me, Y/n."

Immediately, you started the engine and reverse the car away from him before starting the drive. You looked at him from the rear view mirror and felt the goosebumps again when he just standing there and watched you went away.

You were lucky to still have your wallet and phone. Only this two things matter for now. You tried to call your parents but failed few times it only forwarded you to the operator.

After two hours of driving, you felt so hungry and sleepy at the same time. You made a stop at the gas station to fill up your gas and bought some breads and drink for your empty stomach.

You were focusing on the options of foods they have when someone entering the station. Your eyes widened at the sight of Jake who was looking everywhere to see you. You hide at one of the aisle and the cashier staring weirdly at him then called him out.

"What do you want man? You looking for something?"

"Where is she?"

You heard Jake asked but the cashier looked so confused and told Jake to get out before he called the police. However, instead of following what the worker said Jake shot him once at the head and you cupped your mouth to prevent any sound coming out. You never expected Jake to be this violence. You tried to think how to run away from here and found an empty glass bottle near the freezer. Without wasting too much time, you picked it up and ran to Jake the smashed at his head. You heard his loud groan and curse but you keep running towards your car and left the gas station.

Jake too immediately chased you with his car. He wasn't going to let you go. He will get you no matter what. The smash caused his head to bleed but he didn't care and he didn't feel hurt at all. He just feel excited and thrilled at the thought of playing cat and mouse with you.

You were groaning frustratedly when your call still doesn't get pick up. Jake is really crazy and you hate for tolerating him at the first place.

"PICK THE FUCK UP. I'M SCARED RIGHT NOW."

"Hello, what's the emergency?"

"HELP ME PLEASE! I'M GETTING CHASED PLEASE HELP ME HE'S GETTING CLOSER."

"Miss, please slow down. We can't really hear you."

"OH GOD SEND THE POLICE THIS MAN IS OBSESSED WITH ME."

You shouted as you were pressing the pedal to increase your speed while looking at the rear mirror to see how near Jake's car to you. You screamed again when suddenly Jake's car got hit from the left by a big truck. The hit made his car ended up upside down. That immediately made you stopped your car as you felt horrible seeing the car crash. The road was empty and it's only you, Jake and the truck driver. You wanted to call the ambulance but stopped yourself before can do and decided to be selfish just one time.

For yourself.

"Ma'am? Is everything okay?"

You went silence. What happened just now made you can't think properly so you hung up on the call and just keep driving leaving the poor truck driver and Jake there.

You finally escape from him.

_____________

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Few years has been passed. You are living a slow life right now with a lovely cat at a bungalow house. After the car crash you witnessed that night, you drove yourself to your parents house but figured out they got murdered and you were sure the dried blood you saw on Jake was them. So, you reported it to the police and they did the investigation however it came to the conclusion that Jake died that night at the car crash. You thought he deserved it for making your life miserable at the first place. But at the same time you feel your life empty because of the loneliness but you keep living and become successful in your job and now you are enjoying your time alone.

You were closing the gate and saw those workers were carrying some furnitures to the house. You also saw a large golden retriever dog running around adjusting itself with the place. Guess you are getting a new neighbour. You turned around and suddenly heard someone called you.

"Hello there, neighbour."

You turned back and saw a very attractive man. His black hair looks so fluffy and his glasses made him more attractive and nerd at the same time. The dog you saw were running around was standing beside him wiggling its tail while looking at you.

"Ah..hello."

"Sorry if I disturbing you. Just want to inform you I will be living at this house. What's your name?"

Ah, why are you suddenly getting blushing Y/n? It's just a man. You see men every single day. You calmed yourself before introducing.

"I am Y/n. What is yours?"

"Jaeyun. My name is Sim Jaeyun."

"Glad to know you, Jaeyun."

"Same goes here." He said as he shook your hand.

Now, your new story finally begin.

Or does it? Really?

Jake was grateful he is still alive after getting hit by the truck. He decided to stay low and get his father's help to prevent him from getting caught and instead make a fake death news about him. He searched the entire world for you. Although he failed many times since you didn't get active on social media but he was glad when that day he found your picture on your friend's Instagram account celebrating your birthday.

He also took a drastic change where he got his face surgically done to look like a whole different person because he knew you will try to run away from him again. Now, he will use different tactic to tackle you.

Right now, he is standing in front of you feels like a dream. The blush on your face made him fluttered. You are so cute he can't wait to lock you up!

No one is going to know. This secret only between him and God.

"Thanks for giving me the second chance, God."

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Oh my god😂😂😂 that's intense. In my head its really wild when i imagined it but hopefully you guys get the feels😬😬

Also for the sake of story, the jake before i want you guys to imagine him as this

yes yes i know he is maki from &team but i want yall to imagine this is the "old" jake and

this is the sim jaeyun after he got face surgery okay?

thanks for reading this🥰🥰

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[loverslodge]

love you as is

summery: you have never been secure about your body and your boyfriends cannot seem to keep their hands off of you.

pairings: steve x reader x bucky

warnings: body dysmorphia, insecurity, lack of confidence, SMUT BUT NOT REALLY, fluff, angst

A/N: i have zero confidence about my body so this fic was to make me feel better about myself. being a plus sized person comes with a lot jabs and no matter how hard i try, the negativity catches on. so this fic is for all of us.

also, THANK YOU FOLLOWERS. THIS IS MY FIRST THREE PERSON FIC SO HOPEFULLY YOU WILL LIKE IT AS A GIFT.

You have always been insecure about your body. You've got the thickest of thighs, big boobs and the stomach is definitely pudgy. All your life, your family has ridiculed you for being ‘fat’. Sure, in a general sense you did accept that you were fat but it still hurt every time they would point at you.

You were always made to wear modest clothing, trying to cover every bit of you, since you were young. So you grew up with much lack of confidence. You had stretch marks on your broad hips, thighs and even upper arms. So you never wore clothes that showed those things off. At least not in a public setting.

You loved to wear shorts but it was only in the privacy of your own home. Once you started working for the Avengers and moved to the compound, you started wearing long pajamas. You loved wearing loose t-shirts so those stayed, always hanging off one of your shoulders but you only wore shorts when you went to sleep and then changed immediately in the morning before leaving the room.

That being said, you had caught the eyes of two super soldiers. It started with a simple hello. You were brand new and ran into them before the debriefing and your introduction.

You were walking and were adjusting your files when you bumped into them right outside the meeting room. They helped pick up your file and asked you who you were going to work for but you just shrugged and said, “it's a surprise.”

You have been assisting the two soldiers for over a year before they asked you out. You were hesitant but that didn't mean you didn't like them. You said yes and that was over two years ago.

You never wore clothes that you found appealing around them as well. Even though they had seen you naked and had been deep inside you, clothing was still something that made you very insecure about your body. You had bought quite a few new clothes that you tried on in your room but would never wear. You had gotten two lounge shorts, a corset top, three sundresses and two slip dresses in your favorite color. But even the soldiers didn't know of their existence.

One day, you felt brave and wore your flowery corset top on your best pair of jeans. You were just going to go for a small picnic with the soldiers and wanted to feel the spring air on you. Your breasts were supremely accentuated by the corset and you loved how it made your body feel.

The entire picnic, for you, was fantastic. You had the time of your life. Sweet shared kisses and food made you want to stay in the moment forever.

But it wasn't the same for the soldiers. They swore they had a heart attack when they saw you come out of your room with that top. They had sucked, bitten and left marks on your breasts before but never had they seen you in anything like that before. They didn't want to bring it up because they had seen your struggles. They couldn't keep their eyes off of you.

“She’s gonna be the death of me, Steve.” Bucky was ready to tear up your corset and have you right there on the picnic blanket.

“I am just waiting for her to tell us she wants to go home because she is not leaving the room till tomorrow.” Steve had better control over himself. Although he did want to cancel the picnic and just drag you to bed.

The moment the three of you stepped into your private apartment on the compound, Bucky and Steve dragged you to bed and true to their words, you were not able to leave the room before the next day afternoon.

……………………….

You had gotten a little more comfortable with trying new clothing. You did buy a few more corset tops and made your boyfriends promise to not tear them off. They bought you the exact one that they had torn off your body the first time you wore one.

You were attending a party by Tony. All you had to do was take an elevator downstairs. You finally had the courage to dress in one of the slip dresses you bought. You had sent your boyfriends downstairs and had told them you will come a little later. They shrugged but gave you deep kisses before leaving you in the room.

The moment you entered, their hearts skipped beats. They were taken by how beautiful you looked. Dainty jewelry adorned your neck and ears. The color making you look prettier than usual and your small smile giving them reassurance that you are not uncomfortable.

Many men had come by to talk to you but you never thought that you would be flirted with so much. Your soldiers were standing with others but their eyes were burning holes in your body. If looks could kill, all the men around you would have been burnt to ashes.

You had turned around to get your drink and suddenly you felt their presence around you. Steve on your left and Bucky on your right. They acted casually, not trying to make a scene, making it seem they just came to the bar to grab drinks but you knew better. Any time a guy would come over to talk to you, one of them would move their body and block you out. You silently chuckled and rolled your eyes every time they did that. They took turns which was even more funny.

Steve took your hand in his and intertwined them. Slowly and subtly made you slip out of the room while Bucky distracted people. As soon as the two of you reached the elevator, you see Bucky speed walking in your direction. The moment the elevator opens, Bucky’s lips are on yours and he pushes you in with his weight. Steve’s lips take over for Bucky’s lips as the elevator moves up.

The three of you stumble out of the elevator and move towards the room. Your dress is haphazardly clinging to you because they couldn't keep their hands to themselves but wanted to undress you in the room. Once in the room, you warned them to not tear the dress apart so they patiently, and very naked, waited for you to hang your dress in your closet.

One minute you were barely shutting the closet door, the other you were sprawled on the bed with one eating you out while the other taking your breath away with kisses all over. They spent two days with you on the bed. The only time they let you leave the bed was to use the bathroom. You were not able to walk for the entirety of two other days after that session.

……………………..

You had started to wear shorts again around the house but you picked that habit back up when your boyfriends were on a two week mission.

You had no idea that they had gotten in the previous night. They did not want to disturb your sleep so they went into their respective rooms to take a shower and some sleep. They were impatient, they wanted to feel you but they also wanted you to approve of the new idea they were having before doing it.

You walked in the kitchen in the morning to grab breakfast. Your hair was tied in a messy bun and your loose t-shirt was hanging off your right shoulder. Underneath the large t-shirt, you were wearing your most comfortable shorts that ended right below your hips. You started to get the mugs out and started making coffee, not paying much attention to the two soldiers who had just entered the kitchen.

They did not expect to be greeted by this beautiful view first thing in the morning. Your shorts had ridden a little up and that showed off your hips a little while you were on your toes to get the mugs. Your t-shirt had gotten lighter in color which showed your taut nipples and breasts off.

You heard the footsteps coming towards you but before you could even turn around to greet them, they manhandled you on the kitchen counter and one feral look in their eyes convinced you that nobody was leaving the apartment any time soon.

They ate you out, kneaded your breasts, sucked at your nipples and had a round with you right there in the kitchen before you were dragged off to the entire apartment. No place was left where they hadn't taken you apart that day. Living room, dining room, bedroom, bathroom and even pantry.

After months of them going feral over your tiniest outfit change, you mustered the courage to ask them what was going on. Your body had their love marks, especially the areas which you considered problematic.

“We love seeing you in those outfits, baby. You look so irresistible and the tiniest hint of confidence when you wear them makes us go crazy for you.” Steve had pulled you closer to him.

“It's not that you're not irresistible as is, it's just when you finally started bringing out the clothes you've been hiding, you looked so edible.” Bucky had his arms around your waist and peppered your neck with kisses.

The support, patience and love your boyfriends were showing you was more than enough for you to consider a few steps out of your insecurity. You bought more things you liked and wore them, especially when they were around. You might not be able to walk the next day but it was all worth it.

[chokarubi]

late night adventure — a birthday SMAU and hcs featuring boyfriend Haitani Rindou x fem reader

authors note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY RINNIE 💓 wasn't planning on writing anything but the influx of Rin posts and art for his birthday inspired me. enjoy my shot at smashing together a SMAU and hcs (do text-convos count as a SMAU?); also this got way longer and tbh the first half could exist on it's own since it's not particularly birthday related, but we're gonna run with it (─‿‿─)♡ posted: 10/19/24

Rindou really did show up at your house 5 minutes after he sent his last message

he stopped his bike in front of your house, dismounting and leaning back, waiting for you to come outside

opening the door and running out to meet Rin you were met with a cocky grin

when he saw how huffy you were he chuckled, "just wanted to see my girl as fast as I could, cmon you can't be mad on my birthday huh babe?" as he got up to wrap his arms around you

weak to his advances, you conceded "fine, but only this one time since it's a special occasion (￣ヘ￣)" nuzzling into his arms that shielded you from the cool night air

Rindou continued to tease, "so you got me out of bed babe, did you have something you wanted to do or you just couldn't wait until the morning to see me?"

"didn't have anything super specific in mind really, just wanted to spend some time with you. can we ride around and maybe grab a snack? I love riding on your bike Rinnie"

Rindou and you stopped by a FamilyMart, grabbing a few snacks before driving around with you aimlessly, just enjoying the night atmosphere, lights and how empty the streets were

Eventually feeling your arms loosen on his waist, Rindou knew you had gotten tired, likely from staying up all night to wish him a happy birthday at midnight and then further proposing a late outing

gently shaking you awake, not wanting you to fall off his bike, he took you back to his place

Rindou planned on cuddling with you and waking up at a more appropriate time, ready to celebrate his birthday

carrying you up to his and Ran's apartment, Rindou plopped you into his bed, nudging you to change into one of his shirts, adorably oversized on your body

wrapping his arms around you and you nuzzling into his neck, he fell asleep content, looking forward to waking up with you in his arms

he fell asleep quickly, comforted by your familiar warmth and weight

who knows what you and Ran had planned for his special day? he needed to rest up and shore up his energy stores

waking up; it's time for birthday festivities!

waking up, Rindou was surprised that you weren't in his bed

groggily getting up to search for you, he stepped out of his room to be met with a puff of confetti thrown into his face

"Happy Birthday Rinnie!! Happy Birthday little bro!"

Rindou shook the mountain of confetti out of his face and hair to see that you and Ran seemingly had woken up before him and decorated the apartment

on the kitchen island, Rindou saw an assortment of his favorite foods, some bought from bakeries + stores, some homemade by you

smiling, he gave Ran a hug, enduring his teasing to briefly show his grattitude

moving to you, Rindou leaned in for a kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist

giggling, you reach up to remove a piece of confetti he missed from his hair, Rindou leaning into your touch

the plan was to eat a late breakfast/early lunch, meet up with the S-62 boys at a club that was headlined by a DJ Rindou liked and then spend the rest of the night back at the apartment, drinking and watching tv

you gave your gift to Rindou at the end of the night, a lingerie set and a promise of a good night ♡(>ᴗ•)

final authors note: hope the whole quoted speech for reader and Rindou worked out, still experimenting to see what style I want to go with when writing; also feel free to comment! I love to hear people's thoughts on my writing!

[certified-ni-ki-lover]

Princess Treatment

ENHYPEN Jay Oneshot

Word Count: 1032

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, kissing

MASTERLIST

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It was your 3-year anniversary with your lovely boyfriend Jay. He was the most perfect boyfriend anyone could ever ask for. Ever since you started dating you've never once been treated wrong by him, he has always showered you with love & adoration.

Currently, you were seated in front of your vanity mirror adding the finishing touches to your makeup. For your anniversary this year, you proposed to go celebrate at a club. Jay, happily agreed since he really didn't care where you guys went as long as it was with you, he was more than happy.

From your mirror, you spotted Jay in the back who looked as handsome as ever. He always looked good no matter what he wore. "You look gorgeous sweetheart," he said pressing the sweetest kiss onto your forehead. "Thank you!" you said turning around to wrap your arms around his neck, "You look incredibly handsome as well," you said pressing a soft kiss onto his lips.

Taking one last glance in the mirror, you adjusted your black silk dress that hugged your curves flawlessly & fixed some of the strands of your hair before slipping on your silver heels & grabbing your new Channel bag Jay had got for you as your anniversary present. No matter how many times you told him you didn't want any gifts, he was still adamant on spoiling you.

Jay held out his hand for you & you both made your way to Jay's car. As always, he opened the door for you, leaving a quick kiss on your cheek as response to your sweet thank you.

Once you entered the club Jay made sure to have his hand wrapped firmly around your waist, but not too hard that it hurts you.

He led you to the VIP section to one of the booths. He was not letting his girl have ordinary bar service on your anniversary so he got you both bottle service even though you told Jay you were fine with drinking at the bar he still insisted on spoiling you. Knowing you won't be able to change your boyfriend's mind you placed a kiss on his cheek thanking him.

Jay had always made a mental note for whenever you guys went clubbing that if you were drinking, he wouldn't be. He knew how you got when you've had too many drinks & he wanted to be completely sober incase anything happened to you. But today being your anniversary you wanted to share a bottle of Champagne with him & he didn't have the heart to refuse you on your anniversary so he decided to just drink one or two glasses to make you happy.

Jay had always been better at handling alcohol than you were. So by the time you made it to the dancer floor, Jay was barely tipsy while you were completely drunk. But you still had fun dancing, laughing & singing along to the songs that played with Jay.

You both left the club at around 4 AM. Since Jay had a few drinks as well, he decided to come back for his car later & take the subway back home. "Buy Jayyyyy the subway station is so far awayyyyy" you whined drunkenly. "Love, I know but I can't drive," Jay said rubbing your arm, "But my feet hurt from all the dancing & jumping" you said pouting. "Aw it's ok love" Jay replied. With that he took your handbag, slinging it over his own shoulder & made you sit on a near by bench before taking your heels of for you. "Hop on" he said bending down for you so he could piggyback you. You happily hopped on since you didn't have to walk anymore. He made sure he was holding on to you securely before continuing to the subway station, your bag still on his shoulder & heels still in his hands.

The train was basically empty at this time. You sat next to Jay on his left, while your handbag & heels were placed on his right. Your legs on his lap, arms wrapped around his left arm while your head was on his shoulder. His left hand was placed on your thigh softly squeezing it while his right hand was massaging your feet, he knew they must be hurting from all the dancing in your heels.

Once you made it home, you were half asleep. Jay helped you out of your dress & in the shower where he helped wash your hair & scrub your body. Then he dried you off & wrapped you in your fluffy robe & placed you on the bathroom counter while he quickly washed up. Then he helped you brush your teeth & did your skincare for you, softly rubbing in all your serums & facial creams. You fought sleep as Jay blow-dried your hair & changed you into one of his softest t-shirts before carrying you to bed. He made sure you were snuggled up into the sheets before climbing in himself & wrapped his arms around you.

The next morning you woke up to the smell of something delicious. The space next to you was empty so you guessed Jay was cooking.

You made your way down to see your gorgeous boyfriend making your favorite. "Good morning darling," he said giving you a warm smile when he spotted you at the door way. "Good morning" you replied walking over to him to place a kiss on his lips. "Sit down it's almost done" he said.

Placing your plate in front of you, Jay sat down as well. "Drink this," he said handing you a mug. "It'll help with your hangover," he said. "& once you're done dig in. After last night you must be really hungry. & After that we can go-" he wasn't able to complete his words cause you broke him off with a kiss, which surprised him but he responded back. "Thank you for always taking care of me," you said remembering everything he did for you last night. "Of course love. I love giving you all the princess treatment you deserve" Jay said placing another loving kiss onto your lips.

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So I got some inspo to write & I'm slowly coming back but I don't want to rush myself. But hope you loved this💛

I wrote this on my break at work while imagining how perfect of a bf Jay would be😭Hope I could fulfill all your Jay fantasies🥰🤍

Re-blogs, likes & comments are appreciated🙏

[thisisxli]

What about tooru oikwawa x Hajime twin brother!reader who is shy headcanons?

( I don't know if you do male reader)

Omgg yes ofcc! I really like this idea, it's really cute

Anddd Oikawa's also my fav! <33 I used to be a huge big haikyuu! fan back then lmao. But yes, I will happily do this request. 💗💗

Rs: Tooru Oikawa x Male!Reader

Warnings: small angst, mentions of panick attacks, drama, Tooru's homophobic ex, love quarrels

Tags: Reader is Hajime's twin brother, fluff, Tooru is lovesick and down bad for reader, small The Notebook reference, slice of life, sweet stuff, Golden Retriever x Black Cat energy

wc: 1.8k

First impression/how you met:

Obviously, you both met through Hajime. You've known each other since you were kids. You were born only by five minutes later after Hajime and even so, you were left behind sometimes. This caused you to be really hesitant when Tooru was around. Hajime? Not as much since he was your twin. But Tooru was a different story. You don't know why you got so nervous around him. You started to get really annoyed with yourself when a buzzing prickly feeling started to pick up in your gut whenever he was around. Other than that, Tooru's best friend was Hajime. Not you.

Tooru was never one for introductions as a child but ever since he had met you, it was like you had to know everything about him. Something else told him he just wanted to know everything about you- but it was whatever. Other than that, he felt a little... timid by you. And he swears it's not that he didn't know what to say or anything but you were quiet and you would get really flustered every time he asked you a question. His ten year old brain that time clearly was not fixated on the early signs.

First realizing you had feelings for each other:

You realized you had feelings for him when you watched him set a ball in your backyard, your twin brother spiking it as usual. You were thirteen at the time and you just started puberty. So the hormones and voice change was a huge big weird surprise to you. Watching Tooru glisten in sweat, wiping his nose with the neckline of his shirt. You were practically drooling. That's when a thought popped up in your head, 'oh my god! He's so attractive!' That was when you ultimately decided you were attracted to men. Not many girls were that appealing to your eye anyway.

Tooru realizes his feelings when you two were eleven. He suggested the idea of teaching you and you shyly accepted. He set the ball your way but when you tried to spike it to the other side of the net, you missed and fell on your butt. And it hurt. Tooru immediately rushes to your side, checking if there was some other sort of injury you had. And yet, when he had looked into those teary eyes of yours, that's when he knew that you were going to be the one he was going to marry when he was older. His husband in hand. Surely you did look like Hajime, but you were different. You were unique in a way that made his heart flutter.

How you get together:

You guys got together on Valentine's day. Literally.

Tooru's locker was immensely filled by letters and boxes of chocolate by girls all over the school, some were even boys. You can't lie and say you weren't jealous. You even had your letter you were going to give him. A letter explaining your true feelings and some parts reminiscing some fond memories you two had with each other. But for some reason, he was the one who gave a letter to you. But it wasn't just a letter, he had chocolate.. and gifts! Flowers! And he made sure everyone in your hall saw his proposal! Hajime was in the crowd, crossing his arms over his chest, a soft scowl displayed on his face. Did he know about this? Perhaps he even helped Tooru?

"(Y/N), will you do me the honor of becoming my boyfriend?" Girls shrieked, some cried, some stared at him in disgust while he just stared at you like you hung the moon. You felt small under all these eyes of the people who were crowding you and recording. "Y-yes.." You nod warily, watching him excitedly let out weird sounds and chirps while he jumped with his friends, careful not to drop any of your gifts. Later on that day, he walked you home with your hand held in his hand, both of your other arms occupied with the override of gifts he brought you. Just until Hajime booked his head with a fist, of course.

First kiss/how you kiss:

Much less to say, you were really nervous. You were on your first date with him and it was soon coming to an end; you had a feeling where it was going. "The moon looks beautiful tonight, does it?" When you turn to look at Tooru, he isn't even looking at the moon, he's looking at YOU. You nod, biting the inside of your cheek, "yeah.. it does look beautiful." You both stood on top of a bridge, a small river softly rippling through the streams. As much as you tried to take your mind off things by staring into the reflection of the moon on the water, you couldn't. So you scooched a step closer. And then another step. And another until Tooru took one for you, making you stiff. "(Y/N).." You turn your head to meet his eyes but your lips meet his instead. You were unprepared and was internally screeching inside. But soon enough, you got used to it and start to move your lips against his own. It was slow and passionate. You did not regret a single embarrassing thing you did in front of him as kids after that day.

Whenever you two kiss, they're very playful and chokeholding. At least for you. Tooru loves to bite onto your lip and drag it with him, doing it in front of his friends to show you off and get reactions out of them. When they're not playful, they get sensational and sweet. Some tongue is used here and there. Whenever it's used, you get flustered every time and he absolutely loves it.

Dealing with his ex:

His ex absolutely HATED you. And she hated the idea of a dude and another dude dating each other. You did try to be peaceful with her but she irked you. Tooru would reassure you and pepper you with kisses, rephrasing, "don't worry about her. She's just jealous so don't waste your time, love."

You stepped out your comfort zone and absolutely blew up at her when you caught her putting her hands on Tooru. Non-consensually.

"You better back the fuck up," you raise your voice at the hand-wandering girl, her face falling once she sees you. Suddenly in all your years, you never felt any more bold than you did now. Phones started to pull out from people's pockets and record while you marched your way over to the girl, chest in her face. You were only an inch short from Tooru, same as Hajime. "I don't fuck with the gays, hun. Who are you again?" Her question only seemed to irk you more just before you tightened your fist around Tooru's collar and smash his lips against yours. The colors literally drain from her face when she watches Tooru cling onto you desperately. And you make SURE she watches his tongue slip into your mouth. You seperate your lips from his when she turns to walk away, "yeah, walk away, puny bitch."

Teaching each other:

Tooru LOVES teaching you volleyball. Although you fail miserably at it, he still loves teaching you. Because he gets to pick you up and start back all over again, just to see you try. And he thinks it's cute to see you struggle. He notices you have the habit to pinch your sleeve between your finger nails when you concentrate or struggle.

You laugh every time he attempts to copy one of your drawings, only to end up looking like they were drawn by a five year old. You try to teach him how to draw in your way step by step but he miserably fails at it so. When you suggested to just have him draw his own thing, it was two stickmans. It was him and you, to be precise. You found it adorable and is now hung up on the wall of your room till this day.

Panick attacks:

There was a time you noticed he had been acting strange. You went by the gym to check it out but when you did, you only saw him there just serving balls and setting them as high up as he could. When you called out his name, he messed up his momentum and that's quite literally when he started to cry. He started to hyperventilate and close in on himself which you immediately rush to his side to comfort. He quickly took you in his arms, breathing heavily against your shoulder, his dry throat and muscles burning intensely. Luckily, you had a bottle of water with you. So while he calmed down and laid on your lap while drinking water, he went back to being okay. He did vent to you about his problems and insecurities though. And you were there to hear it all.<3

Arguments:

You both barely gotten into arguments. But after finding out he was going off to move into South America, you were bawling and begging at his feet.

"(Y/N)- look- I'm sorry! I can't stay! I really wish I could but I can't! I don't even know if we.." His voice trails off, eyes softening at your kneeled figure. You were clinging to his pants, soft hiccups leaving your chest as you rest your forehead against his thigh. "We have to stay together," you murmur, snot slowly rolling down and over your lip. Tooru smiles before kneeling down to meet your eyes, placing a hand on your cheek. "And we can. It's not impossible. If someone really wanted to do or keep something, they would've done so already," he kindly smiles, warning a ripping whine out of you, tears over spilling your cheeks. He's quickly alerted and tries his best to wipe away your tears and snot.

Adult life:

"My brother and brother 'n law will be here in a min', just give them a se-" "Tooru (L/N) is here people!!" Tooru slams the door open, cutting off Hajime who now had a grim scowling look on his face. You and Tooru had just got back from your honeymoon, and you both had a great time. It was wonderful and beautiful. You followed behind your husband not too short after, awkwardly lightly bowing to the guests in the house at Tooru's loud boast.

You two lived in a house together. He pursued his dream as a volleyball player and you pursued yours. You both supported each other in every way. But now, there was a debate whether you two should get a surrogate or an adopted child. You two decided you wanted a surrogate, one of your own and one of his own. You two now have one girl and one boy. They were basically twins; the only difference was that one was born an hour after the other.

The girl was named 'Najime' and the boy was named 'Hajime', after your brother.

Fun Fact:

There was huge drama between you, Tooru, and Hajime. You guys were in your late teenage years and Hajime suddenly realizes his love for Tooru. You were sort of devastated when Tooru couldn't really deny his feelings for Hajime. Could you really blame them?

But in the end, Tooru chose you. He made sure he gave you all the attention and love after that, doing whatever he could to gain your trust back again. And Hajime apologized profusely to you so many times. You weren't really happy with him but you managed. You two became close again after a talk with your parents.

As old people, you both passed peacefully in each other's arms at a nursing home.

[girlslovegreentea]

Venlafaxine, 75 mg

something that devastates me every now and again is that I will never be normal. i have been medicated since I was young and I will never be able to live without artificial serotonin.

female hysteria as a trend truly disappoints me at times, because some of these people just don't understand. yes, Angelina Jolie did fabulous in Girl, Interrupted, but that is a real-life experience that Susanna Kaysen lived through- treatment like that is traumatizing and anything but glamorous.

I don't know. To an extent, I'm part of the problem because I play into it, but again, these characters that I relate to and this almost.. aesthetic is a retelling of my life in a way. It's odd how you could never tell from the outside just how troublesome my introspection and the inner workings of my mind are. When I see images of me as a baby, I look so happy and pure and innocent, I want nothing more than to weep for my parents.

My birthday was on thursday. I turned 19. I hate my birthday and don't really celebrate it, but I'm pleased that I finally get to relate to Perfect Places by Lorde. I love her- I've always loved Lorde. I remember when all of her albums came out and where I was- I remember before Pure Heroine and I stumbled across The Love Club on Youtube I think. Life changing.

It was kind of sad, I got a migraine, and I go to college across the country so I didn't get to see my family or anything. My friend took me to get smoothie bowls which was scary but I had to act nonchalant. My boyfriend got me a thoughtful gift that I love, but for dinner that night, his friends came up and I paid for them and everything which makes me sad- I feel like it's just common sense not to let someone pay for stuff on their birthday. I don't know, money is awkward and we're all students BUT in my defense, they all have jobs and actually live here whereas I don't. I haven't had a birthday cake in years, but I had half of a birthday cake quest bar (which is my favorite flavor) before I threw up and lost my vision from my migraine. My best friend at home is livid that I didn't really do anything.

Blogging being a dead art is really my favorite thing. Sure, I journal, I go to therapy, I have friends, but there's nothing like turning my thoughts into art in a way. I like choosing the format and what images I'm going to pair with my posts. I rarely get any interaction, but the sheer thought that my feelings are floating on the internet forever is intriguing enough to keep coming back.

[nicohischierz]

call it what you want: tyler duke

tagging: @ivy-34, @francesfarhadi, @hzstry8, @cixrosie, @itsnotgray, @estapa94, @trevs-swiftie, @heartz4hisch

two months.

that's how long you and tyler duke have kept up your fake relationship.

two months and you've got squat for your side of the deal.

"tyler this isn't really fair. you've got your biology grade up and i am no closer to talking to will," you pointed out.

tyler didn't really say anything. he just stared at you and shrugged before trying to take a bite of his ice cream.

you slapped his hand away and made him look at you. "the others would want to know how our ice cream date went," you reminded him.

"fuck, why did i say we were dating again?" he mumbled.

"i wish i knew," you replied.

“so why are we at this ice cream shop?” tyler asked.

"they have my favourite ice cream" you answered, giving him a shrug.

tyler stared at you before eating his ice cream.

he wanted to say something to you but one of the waitresses came by with a banana spilt.

"the guys over there wanted me to give this to you," she gestured to the counter where luke and dylan were standing.

you groaned and hit your head against the table as tyler rolled his eyes at the older boys.

"what are you doing here?" tyler asked, his voice laced with annoyance.

"ice cream," his brother replied, lifting the cone he bought.

luke happily took a seat next to you whilst dylan sat next to tyler. the former took a spoon from the bowl and ate a good chunk of the banana split he bought.

"i also know what day it is and knew you'd want someone other than mini duke to keep you company," he added.

tyler looked between you and luke in confusion. he then looked to his brother with raised eyebrows. "it’s my birthday," you told him sheepishly

"what? y/n/n i’m such a horrible boyfriend!” he exclaimed. truth be told tyler knew your birthday was this month, he just couldn’t remember the exact date.

in his head, he had planned a dinner with you and an amazing night to celebrate your birthday.

you smiled at tyler and held his hand. “it’s okay ty. i didn’t want anyone to make a big deal out of it,” you told him.

luke then proceeded to hand you a small teal bag. you looked at the bag sceptically before peeking inside.

"luke warren hughes, how did you afford this?" you asked.

inside the bag was a teal box which contained a dainty bracelet, the tiffany blue heart dangling on the end.

a small piece of paper caught your eye next "oo, there's a little card!" you squealed.

luke was quick to slam his hand over the paper. "this is personal. it's between me, you, jack and quinn," he emphasised.

your heart melted.

the hughes brothers always wished you for your birthday as soon as the clock struck twelve. it had been a tradition since you could remember

it was definitely more of an effort than your own siblings had made.

tyler could sense that your emotions were running haywire so he intertwined your fingers with his. you looked up sat him and smiled before leaning on his shoulder.

"i really just came to give you this present and wish you happy birthday munchkin," luke wished you once more before leaving the shop.

you and tyler stayed seated at the shop for another twenty minutes before he drove you home.

the next day, after your study session with tyler, the boy had given you twenty minutes to get changed before calling you back to his car.

"are you going to tell me where we're going?" you asked. tyler had told you to get dressed in your best dress and refused to elaborate any further.

the two of you arrived at a fancy restaurant and tyler acted as the best gentlemen he could. "I hope you know I didn't forget your birthday y/n/n. i just got the dates mixed up," he explained.

you smiled and kissed his cheek. "it doesn't matter ty,"

but the duke boy shook his head. “you’re my girlfriend y/n/n and i want to spoil you,”

you never got to ask what he meant until he pulled out a little gift bag, the same colour as the one luke got you.

“i know you like that one taylor swift song where she talks about wearing a guys initials on her neck so i umm thought you would like this,” he mumbled.

“but if you don’t like it then that’s fine cause i can get you something else!”

you leaned over and kissed tyler on the lips.

“i love it ty,”

[atinyjules]

Hi can I request a bf! Doyoung (treasure) scenario, the story is up to you but can you make it like a bit suggestive hehe tyia🫶

Baby I'm Yours Ft. Kim Doyoung

A/n: This was requested! I've never done anything suggestive but since I'm 18 now...maybe I can test the waters with this one 🌚

I'm not too great with suggestive ones but I hope this was a good first try.

Soo here ya go!

Genre: romance, suggestive, fluff, established relationship au

Pairings: Boyfriend!Doyoung x Fem oc

Warnings: swearing and suggestive (nothing too crazy)

"Babyy! How are you not done yet?" Your amazing boyfriend of three years whined from the living room as you got ready for your best friend Haruto's birthday party.

"We still have an hour, chill." You said and rolled your eyes as you did your hair.

"But don't take too long!" He complained making you sigh as you continued styling your hair.

After finishing your hair you stood up and changed into your outfit for the night. Haruto being the cool dude he was (well at least he thinks he is) decided to host a black outfits only themed party. So of course you wore a simple but elegant black mini dress. Before heading out, you looked over at the very expensive luxury perfume bottle Haruto gifted you on your birthday sat on the vanity. Promising that it would make Doyoung stick to you like glue, Haruto insisted you wear it to the party.

I haven't really gotten a chance to wear it yet anyways.

You took it and spritzed the perfume on yourself and walked out of the bedroom to see your boyfriend fixing his hair in the mirror.

"I'm donee!" You say in a bright tone making him let put a sigh of relief.

"Finally! Can we go...now." The last word came out in a softer tone as Doyoung stood there speechless with his jaw on the ground as you made your way towards him.

"What?" You ask while closing his mouth.

"Damn...you look...gorgeous." He says before breaking into a proud smirk and twirling you around, then pulling you to him by your waist. He takes in your scent and pulls back to look at you with a new sense of confidence.

"New perfume?" He asks making you chuckle as you nod.

"Yup, you like it?" You ask but instead of responding to your question he pulls you in for a passionate kiss as his hands roam around your waist.

"Can we just not go?" He whispers in your ear as he presses a kiss to your jaw.

"No, Haruto will be upset. Besides, didn't you want to go from the start? Now, stop kissing." You say in hopes of pushing him off of you but he only tightens the grip on your body.

"Haruto can wait, I can't. " He says in a soft tone and presses a trail of kisses to your jaw down to your neck.

"You can wait, Haruto can't...it's his birthday baby. Come on, now stop being sappy." You say making him whine as he crashed his lips into yours. After resisting for a while you let yourself melt into the kiss and wrap your hands around his neck as he caresses your cheek.

After breaking the kiss to breathe he looks at you with a smile.

"Does that mean we can skip?" He asks making you smile as you wrapped an arm around his neck and used the other to wipe the red tint of your lipstick from his lips.

"Nope, now be a sweetheart and go put Haruto's gifts in the car while I retouch my makeup." You say making him groan and give up as he took the gifts to the car.

While you retouched your make up, you looked at the ysl libré perfume bottle and sighed.

"Guess Haruto wasn't lying after all." You say with a smile and head to the car to go to Haruto's party.

After Doyoung pulled up infront of Haruto's place you were about to get out of the car when Doyoung pulled you by the seat belt and locked you in place before latching his lips on you again.

"We could just drop off the gifts and wish him a happy birthday and be on your way home...what do you say?" He whispered after breaking the kiss.

"No, Haruto is my best friend...we can't just ditch him." You say with a smile before pecking his lips and getting out of the car.

"And I'm your boyfriend...Aeraaa!" He called out your name with a whine as you left him in the car.

×××

"There's the birthday boy!" You cheered as Haruto proudly opened his arms and let you hug him.

"You're late." He said making you laugh and apologize as Haruto broke into a smile.

"I'm just messing with you." He said and made his way to give Doyoung a bro hug.

"Happy birthday bro." Doyoung said with a smile as Haruto nodded proudly.

"Thanks, sooo what do you think of the party?" Haruto asked while spreading his arms to motion at the decor.

"It's so you, oooh a bar!" Doyoung said and slipped away as Haruto looked at you with a knowing look.

"What's got him so...weird?" He asked as you rolled your eyes.

"He kept insisting that we skip the party." You say making Haruto laugh.

"Well, now you owe me 10 dollars." He said making you scoff as he smirks.

"I told you the perfume is magic." Haruto says proudly making you sigh as he pushed you towards the bar.

"Go cheer up loverboy before he becomes a sad boy." He says making you chuckle as you thank him and head to where Doyoung sat and drank a cocktail on his own.

"Hey, baby." You say in a sweet tone as he looks up at you happily.

"Are we leaving?" He asks in an excited tone as you shake your head.

"Nope, buuut I'm here!" You say in a cheerful tone as doyoung pulls you by the waist and puckers his lips, asking for a kiss which you happily give.

"Baby I'm yours." He whispers in your ear making you giggle.

"Why so sudden?" You ask as he presses a kiss you your ear making a shiver run down your spine.

"I just thought that you should know before we head home." He whispered in your ear.

Oml this was so weird. I'm sorry the ending was weird. I didn't know how to end it so I just abruptly ended it like that cuz...well...my mindwas not cooperating iugwim.

But I hope it was good enough!🥹🎀

Likes and rebloggs are appreciated 💖✨️

[subwaysurf45]

Is it possible to do something with Bucky (maybe protective Bucky? Only if you feel it fits well though) learning that you were groomed and gaslit by an abusive ex when he sees how you’re still fighting to trust your own brain and re-learn what’s real and what your ex put in your head? I’m speaking out about my abusive ex after a year and a half of keeping quiet, and I could just use some comfort if that’s okay 🥺

hey love, of course, I can write this for you. it takes a lot of bravery for you to talk about your past experiences, I'm truly in awe. I would love to add some comfort and make a little gift for you and others who are speaking out!

Warnings: mentions of previous abuse, crying, mentinos of grooming, angsty stuff. 

You stood behind the corner of the bedroom, and you could see Bucky sitting on the couch on his phone. He was wearing a dress shirt and dress pants, and a few top buttons of his shirt were undone so you could see the silver chain peak through but not the dog tags.

your hands smoothed down the front of your dress but then quickly pulled the top up to cover your chest, not doing anything to change how the dress sat on. your body.

The online order said it would fit your measurements but it was small, most likely it was supposed to be like that but you haven't worn a cocktail dress since before your last boyfriend.

no one, not even your parents, knew about the relationship. it was embarrassing to you that you let yourself fall into the trap of your boss. part of you thought you were smarter than that, but the other part wouldn't stop falling for his sweet words. 

Bucky kept his eyes on his phone, "Let me know when you're ready, baby!" he called, not aggressively but loud enough to reach the washroom; that's where you told him you were.

Deep breath.

you walked around the corner and into the living room, standing in front of Bucky and smoothing the dress down again. "is this okay?"

Bucky stayed quiet for a while, "wow," he whispered, "honey, you looked great - you're definitely in the dress code, it's perfect!" he stood up and got an eye full, you let him check you in case he found something he didn't like.

"but is it okay?" you leaned forward, you weren't asking about the resturants dress code.

Bucky's speechless face fell for a moment before reaching out and touching your hips, "yes, babe, it's great," he pulled you into a hug, "you look great, you're not overdressed or underdressed - if that's what you're worried about."

you sighed, "I'm not worried about that dress code, Buck." Your arms wrapped around him.

Bucky leaned back but not too far to break your hold, "honey, if you feel uncomfortable, you can change, don't wear something for me," he smiled, "but if you want to wear that dress, I'll beat up any guy who even looks at you."

"No," you covered your face with your hands, "can you just approve this dress? are you okay with this much skin and this much makeup and this much...everything?" You slapped both hands on your thighs in frustration.

Bucky tilted his head to the side, "approve?" he was aware of your past relationship but you didn't tell him much to protect him, the moment you let your old Boss' name slip he'd be a dead man walking.

"yeah," you shrugged, "do you approve of this dress?"

"Why wouldn't I?" He took your hand, "is this a thing?" he wasn't mocking, he was asking without bringing up any triggering words. the moment you nodded he pulled you into another hug, "baby, I've said it once and I'll say it again: I really think you need to tell me everything or at least a therapist, you've gotten so much better but these little things, I mean, it kills to watch you get so worried and I don't even know what you're feeling." His hand cupped your cheek, trying to get you to look at him but your eyes were casted down. 

your lip began to tremble, “sorry,” you whispered, “I know you wanted to go out tonight, I’m just ruining it,” you couldn’t be more quiet as you spoke to the floor. 

Bukcy sighed, “don’t let them win, honey,” he cupped your cheek, softly swiping his thumb to collect your tears. “If you’re really not feeling it, I understand and we’ll stay in tonight, let me know.” 

you took a deep breath and Bucky copied, part of you liked the feeling of his breath on your face to sooth you. “Okay,” you wiped your tears, “I won’t let them win and we can go, just let me fix my makeup.” 

Bucky let your hand slip from his as you scurried off to the bathroom, he stood there and listened to you. his chest hurt from seeing the effects of past boyfriends still cling onto you, he knew you had healed so much but there were little things that never budged. 

when you came out you took another deep breath and grabbed Bucky’s hand, walking out of the door and to the streel to hail a cab. 

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[winterfleursblog]

Oh baby, but it's cold outside

☆ Genre: Fluff

☆ Warnings: Just over fatigue !

☆ Pairing: Idol!Seungkwan x SoloArtist!reader

Reader is a solo artist, Seungkwan is ... Seungkwan. They met through promotions and being under the same entertainment. The two have been dating for three months now, but it seems like the reader still feels afraid of being vulnerable with him. These all changed due to a hectic day that 'took out' every last bit of energy from the reader.

It's just a week before Christmas, but it didn't feel like it—you were still finishing promotion videos, recording special covers, and the like. Although doing this was something you enjoyed, you can't help but wish for rest ... even just for a day.

"Y/n, our last two takes are in 3 minutes, let's get prepared now" said your manager, quickly waking you up from your half-asleep state. Work began to be tiring after a month without breaks, and if your manager weren't watching, you would've escaped and went to your boyfriend's filming location to hug him as you listen to his daily stories.

Things took a turn for the worse. What you thought was a 5-minute take turned into 30 minutes.

"Try holding this flavor instead"

"Hmm... wouldn't this poster be better"

"Let's try a different dress, one that would suit the new flavor's vibe better"

The company you're endorsing for came unprepared, and now you had to deal with it. Although your inner monologue has been spitting out curses since they started making sudden changes, you remained calm and professional on the outside. Sooner after the shoot was done, it was time to go home to the one you loved the most.

You absolutely adore Seungkwan. If you could give him the universe, you would. And so it became a hobby of yours to care for him each day; make sure he never leaves on an empty stomach, pamper him with the things he needs when he's in a hectic schedule, and even massage his head when he's exhausted. None of those felt like chores to you, as they felt like privileges that God has given. Your love for your boyfriend was one that didn't expect anything in return.

However, your boyfriend loves you just as much as you do. He always tries to take you home safely by personally driving, and gives gifts (which he rarely does to others!).

This day had been a tiring one, and it has ended. Now all that's left is to go home and see the love of your life after war (a long day shooting).

After the 2-hour shoot, you open your phone to missed calls and unread messages from Seungkwan.

"Where are youuu?"

"Should I pick you up now?"

" :⁠-⁠[ "

Instantly, your face lights up.

"I'm sorry boo, schedule was tight, I couldn't read them earlier"

"I'm at XXX district, I'm about to go home, don't worry"

You pack your bags to set off to go home, 'til your phone vibrates again. Seungkwan has replied in an instant despite your hour-late reply.

"Okay, I'll come there :⁠^⁠) wait for me"

There it is again, your heart beating like crazy. Being practically half-asleep right now, you start wondering if you are dreaming; but thank the heavens, you aren't. A part of you wants to tell him not to come since it's already late and he too should get some sleep, but you yourself knew you couldn't go home at this state too.

While waiting for Seungkwan, your seniors pull you over and take you along.

"Hey, that's the last shoot for this month, let's go celebrate y/n"

"But—"

"Oh come on, don't be such a kill joy"

In a matter of seconds, you find yourself dragged outside in the snow. It took all the energy you got to let go and reject their offer.

"Sorry, I really can't right now"

And then came a chorus of sighs, but it was inevitable. If you drunk now, you'd probably wind up dead tomorrow.

Out in the cold, you could no longer think straight. "Should I go back inside?" but the building is far from you now. "Where could seungkwan be?" and he has just started driving by now. "How longer will my eyes stay awake?" and you're basically sleep walking right now.

It was useless, all you could do is walk back to the building or else you'd freeze to death. Half-asleep, you start making your way back to where you were before getting dragged. With your state right now, one wrong step and you'd stumble on the snow. You start waking yourself by slapping your face, which barely made a difference. Suddenly you hear the a familiar car horn—it was Seungkwan.

He got out of the car and waved his hand to you.

"Y/n~"

Ah, it's that cute smile coupled with his chubby cheeks that made you fall for him.

"Kwa—"

The thing you so feared of happening, finally happened. You stumbled on snow and are now like a kid trying to make a snow angel. You could hear Seungkwan's giggles getting louder as he runs towards you.

"HAHAHA— are you— HAHAHA— okay?"

"you need some rest, let's go home"

You look at him with a sarcastic smile as he helps you up. As he glances at your face, his mocking slowly turns into concern.

The moment you sat on the passenger seat, you fell asleep. It was just a 10-minute ride home and you could've just waited, but the land of the dreams were already pulling you in.

Soon, you woke up to the sudden feeling of stopping. The moment you opened your eyes, it wasn't your apartment through the window that you saw; rather, your boyfriend's front camera snapping photos. He was taking selcas of you together while you were asleep.

Seeing you open your eyes, he immediately stopped giggling while posing and hid his phone.

"I saw that"

"...sorry"

"I know you like my face so much, but can't you just wait until I wake up?"

There is it, your cocky tone that makes him flustered.

"Whatever...! We're home"

You step out of the car to battle again with your fatigue. Just like the usual night routine; half shower, change clothes, and the last thing—properly remove your makeup. They put on so much makeup on you earlier that it was so hard to remove. Thanks to 'that' company's indecisiveness, your makeup remover has now run out. With no options left, you go to Seungkwan's room.

"Kwan-ah, can I borrow your makeup remover?"

He pointed to where it is—just infront of the make up desk. His makeup desk was much grand compared to yours thanks to being an idol for longer, might as well remove your makeup in his room, too.

As you were removing your makeup, you were in your last straw—using up the last bits of energy and consciousness. The cold weather wasn't any help too, now that it is lulling you to sleep. Seungkwan was scrolling through his phone, but his attention was on you minutes later as you fell asleep on his desk.

"Aigo~ Y/n"

"You haven't finished yet, you'd irritate your skin if you sleep like that"

But his efforts were futile, you were already asleep.

He took matters to his own hands. Gently, he removed your makeup for you and cleaned up right after. Since you two sleep in different rooms (something YOU yourself wished for), Seungkwan was thinking whether or not to wake you up. A part of him felt scared of you getting uncomfortable sleeping in his bed, but another just wanted to cuddle with you and adore you as you sleep.

Amid all of this thinking, he didn't realise that his shuffling woke you up.

"Oh, sorry, did I fell asleep?"

"I'll go back now, goodnight baby"

It was one of the rare moments you were vulnerable, and he knew 'cause you started calling him "baby." Now flustered and desperate to adore you as you sleep, he started retaliating.

"Ah~ Why don't you stay here for the night? C'mon, you can't even walk"

At this point, you had no sense of rationality left in you, so you just spouted out the purest of your thoughts

"But I sleep really noisy, and I don't want you to see me in the morning bare faced"

"But I want tooo~"

Seungkwan was acting like a lovesick boy, despite the fact that you two had been dating for 3 months now.

"And I...I'm shy...to sleep in the same bed as 'THE' Seungkwan"

"I promise I won't do anything weird!"

You suddenly blush

"I-I know! That's not what I meant!"

You started thinking of excuses to escape the situation when the real reason was just that your heart races every time he was near. The fangirl in you still can't believe that you're dating him, and will probably become very clingy if you slept on the same bed. With your drunken-like state because of fatigue, you made the stupidest excuse ever known.

"But... it's warmer in my room"

"Oh baby, but it's cold outside"

He himself can't believe he said such words, and is now a blushing mess.

"...I meant, it's cold on the way to your...room"

Great, now you can no longer resist.

You finally sigh in defeat and put your weight on him though a hug. He quickly understood this and helped you walk towards the bed. The second you laid down, you start wondering why his bed was much comfortable than yours. Was it the matress? The sheets? Or was it simply him being there?

Those thoughts were dismissed once he started poking your cheeks and stroking your hair.

It was the first time in your life someone not your parents has done so, and you could no longer fight your intrusive thoughts. Suddenly you hug him tightly and act all clingy. He reciprocates anyways with a forehead kiss. You two are basically fools in love right now.

"I love you all the time, but I think I love you more when you're like this"

He didn't realise that you were asleep already, and he was basically talking to himself. Still, he continued hoping that his teasing will he heard in your dreams.

"You can't even stay awake for a whole minute, how can I trust you with 20 steps to your room?"

"Ah, you've been overworking again, I told you, you aren't going to lose popularity just because you haven't done a comeback in half a year!"

"Really, you're so stubborn"

"...and I love it, too"

A few moments later, he also drifted to sleep, and whole night was just you clinging to him like some sort of koala. He enjoyed this, though, and will now coax you everyday into cuddling with him until you both fall asleep.

Extras ; [the next day] !

The next day, he woke up first, and did what he's good at—taking photos of sleeping people. This time around, though, you didn't catch him. When you woke up, he was wearing a grin that looked like it told a thousand words. Was it a cocky, embarrassed, or smitten grin?

Your thoughts weren't composed yet right now, but as soon as you realised you were sleeping on the same bed, you sit up and panic.

"W-Why am I sleeping here?? Did I do anything crazy? Oh God"

Seungkwan giggled a bit at your actions, but immediately calmed you down by giving you a recap of what happened a few hours ago—just that, it's his version now.

"Well, you were soo tired and you basically wanted some cuddles from the most handsome man in existence, and so you asked me kindly if I could shower you with love. I didn't mind doing it at all since you asked nicely."

And there it is, he's starting to get cocky again. Luckily, you remembered last night because of his twisted story.

You were about to protest until his phone switched on for the morning alarm, and you saw his lock screen to be a collage of sleeping faces. What's worse? They're all pictures of you.

He tried to hide it but it was too late.

"Hm? What's that?"

"... Nothing ...."

Since he was caught red-handed anyways, he used it instead to tease you.

"Ah, how cute, I got a sleeping koala with me~ hehehe"

This obviously was embarrassing for you and it required drastic measures.

"Kwan-ah ... what do you want?"

Your tone was serious, and that took him aback.

"Hm? ... What I want...?"

"The latest American-style store or the hamburger shop down the road ... you name it..."

"Why?"

"...in exchange for ... changing your lock screen"

He suddenly burst out into laughter and started getting all demanding.

"Hmm... can I have both?"

You look at him with a defeated expression

"Well, I have two versions of the lockscreen, can't have one showing randomly, right?"

With your sleeping face getting exposed to the other members of seventeen on the line, you just follow his request. He ends up paying for the food anyways and turns the food hunt into a date.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello I AM ALIVE AGAIN ON TUMBLR but now writing for Seungkwan 😄 This fic is not proofread or what, PLEASE BEAR WITH ME !! thank you 😊🌸

[allthingsfangirl101]

A Man of Mistakes – Gator Tillman

Masterlist

Everyone makes mistakes in their life. The biggest mistake I made was trusting Gator Tillman. We have been together since high school. At the beginning of this year, I found out I was pregnant. I don't think I've ever seen Gator more excited.

But that's when he started to change.

He didn't change toward me or the baby. He came home later and later. When he did finally come home, he was angry and jittery. I tried talking to him about it, several times. Each time, he'd brush me off and tell me he was fine.

Things escalated.

I was about six months pregnant when Gator came home drunk.

~•~

I jumped when the door was kicked open. I looked over my shoulder to see Gator struggling to take off his shoes.

"Son of a bitch!" He yelled.

"Gator?" I took off my blanket and slowly stood up. I couldn't help but place my hands over my belly.

"Sorry, baby," he whispered loudly. "Did I wake you?"

"Wake me? Gator, it's 5 o'clock."

"Oh," he chuckled. "My bad. Time got away from me."

"Where were you?"

"Hanging with my dad," he slurred.

Oh no.

"And he took you to a bar," I said instead of asking.

"Duh," Gator scoffed. I jumped when he threw his gun belt over onto the table.

"Gator," I hesitated.

"Don't start with me, Y/N," he snapped. He brushed past me, slightly bumping my shoulder. My heart sank when he went to the fridge and grabbed a beer.

"Are you sure you should. . ."

Gator cut me off by throwing the completely full beer at me. Luckily he was drunk so it hit the wall to my right instead of me. I looked at the broken beer bottle before turning my shocked eyes to my boyfriend.

"Get out."

"Y/N. . ."

"Get out!"

~•~

Gator came back the next day completely sober. He apologized and begged me to take him back. I was firm and clear about what he needed to do if he wanted to be a part of our child's life. He swore that he would do everything.

At first, it seemed like he really meant it. He started coming home right at 5:10. He'd bring home dinner and a gift for the baby. He was with me when I went into labor and he stayed by my side until we brought our daughter, Annabelle, home. Everything was going great. I actually started to believe that we could build a life, a family, together.

I woke up from that fantasy real quick.

It only took one shoot-out at the grocery store that Annabelle and I got in the middle of for me to kick him out for good.

~•~

"Y/N? What the hell are you doing here?"

"We needed more diapers," I said slowly, still shaken from the shoot-out.

Gator looked down at Annabelle in my arms. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw her still asleep.

"Damn," he chuckled. "This little babe can sleep through just about anything."

My anger took over when he reached for her. I used my arm that wasn't holding her and pushed him away.

"I'm done," I said through my teeth. "Stay the hell away from me and my daughter."

"Y/N. . ."

"This wasn't a normal police shoot-out," I cut him off. "You and your crew were wearing masks. What were you doing? Robbing the place?!"

"No," he said slowly.

"Then what. . ." I didn't need to finish my question. "You are just like your father," I said under my breath. "And I will not allow my baby girl to be around someone like him."

~•~

Ever since the store shoot-out, I've ignored Gator's many attempts to see me and our daughter. I also haven't slept. I kept having nightmares about that day. I looked over at the clock and sighed when I saw it was almost two in the morning.

I got out of bed and went to the kitchen. I made some tea to hopefully help me sleep. I had barely started my first cup when I heard sirens. I didn't get nervous until the lights started bouncing off my kitchen. I jumped when the front door was forced open.

"Y/N!" Gator yelled as he ran to me. "I'm so happy you're okay. I can explain. . ."

"Gator! There's a baby in this house!" I yelled, pushing him away from me. "You can't come barging in here with the lights going and the sirens blaring as our two-month-old daughter sleeps!"

"I'm sorry," he stuttered. "I was just. . . I can explain."

"I can't wait to hear this," I scoffed as I crossed my arms over my chest. "Please, explain."

"We need to get you and Annabelle out of here." He started to walk toward her nursery, but I pushed him again.

"That's not an explanation," I said through my teeth. "And I am not taking her anywhere until you tell me what's going on."

"Okay," he sighed. "Look, a while ago I arrested a guy connected to a pretty big drug smuggling ring. And now. . ."

"Now what?"

"They threatened you and Annabelle."

"Wait, what?" I asked, taking a step away from him.

"They left me a message that if I don't release their boss, they'll come after my family."

"So, what are you saying?" I asked my voice low.

"I need to put you in protective custody," he said. I opened my mouth to say something, but he cut me off. "I'm sorry, but I have to make sure you're safe. They threatened you, Y/N. They threatened our daughter. I know you and I are working through some things right now, but that doesn't mean I am going to sit back and let them take you from me."

"Gator," I sighed. "Why would you get involved with those kind of guys?"

"My dad. . ."

"Would you stop with that?!" I snapped. "Gator, you are not your father!"

"I want to be!"

"You shouldn't," I said, strangely calm. Gator's face fell as I took a small step closer to him. "You have the ability of being better than your father. He did his job horribly. You know that. You know how many people got hurt, how many criminals he let slide. When I told you I was pregnant, do you remember the promise you made me?"

"I promised to make the town safe for our daughter," he answered, his voice soft.

"So let me ask you something," I said, softening my own voice. "Do you think you've done that?"

Gator opened and closed his mouth. I could see the tears threatening to spill.

"I haven't," he admitted. He quickly added, "I can start though. If you and Annabelle come with me, I can keep you guys safe. And once the threat is gone. . ."

"There will be another one," I sighed. "You can't fix these types of things, Gator. Once you get started down that road, it's nearly impossible to go back. I can't keep my daughter close to trouble."

I started to walk away, but Gator grabbed my hand. "What are you saying?" He stuttered.

"I'm saying that my top priority is keeping my baby safe," I said, my voice breaking, "even if that means taking her away from here."

"Away from me," he said slowly.

"It's not like it's an easy decision," I scoffed. "You have to understand why I would make it, Gator."

"I do," he stuttered. "But that doesn't mean. . ."

"I've been having nightmares."

"You what?" Gator gasped, stepping toward me. "What are your nightmares about, baby?"

"That day," I said, my voice breaking. "At the grocery store. It's one of two dreams. Either I get shot or. . ."

"Or?" Gator gently pushed as he cupped my cheek.

"Or Annabelle."

"Shit," he mumbled. He took another step closer to me and gently grabbed my arms. "I'm so sorry, baby. Do you want to talk about it?"

"No," I said softly. "I just. . . I don't want to have them anymore."

Gator pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around me. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head.

"You know," he whispered, "sleeping next to someone who would take a bullet for you helps get rid of nightmares."

"That's kind of hard when the person next to you is mixed up in what's causing your nightmares," I said softly as I pulled out of his embrace.

"What if I wasn't in a job that gave you nightmares?"

"What?" I stuttered. "Gator. . . You can't. . . Are you. . ."

"Sir?"

Gator sighed when we were interrupted. "What?" He snapped at the officer.

"We should really get your family out of here," the guy said slowly. Gator turned toward me with pleading eyes.

"Please," he whispered. "We will have this conversation, I promise, but can we do it at a safe house?"

"I'll go pack a bag for me," I said softly. "Will you pack some things for Annabelle?"

"Of course," he said letting out a sigh of relief.

He leaned in and quickly kissed me before jogging to the nursery. I messed with my hands as I went to my room. My mind was swarming with questions and what-ifs as I packed a bag. When I was done, I put it on the kitchen table and went to check on Gator.

I froze in the doorway when I saw him in the rocking chair, holding our daughter. My heart jumped into my throat as he softly sang her favorite lullaby.

"I see you haven't started packing her bag," I said my voice almost a whisper. Gator looked up at me and smiled.

"She woke up," he smiled. I walked over, leaned down, grabbed his face, and pressed my lips to his. I had tears streaming down my face as our lips moved in sync. I broke the kiss and pressed my forehead against his.

"I've missed you."

"Really?" He asked as I leaned back. "I've missed you too, baby. And our little girl. I promise I will do whatever it takes to protect both of you. Even if that means leaving my job and this town."

"This is everything you've ever worked for, Gator. You'd really walk away?"

"For you and Annabelle?" He whispered. He stood up, still holding our daughter, and pulled me into his side. "I'd do anything to protect my family."

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I love the way you write Craig omg😭 begging for some Craig x reader crumbs 🙏

Song: Poster Boy - Lyn Lapid

Warnings: N/A

Background: You and Craig don't get along but when forced to have a movie night with him and Tweek maybe that'll change

Status: Request Open

‧₊˚✧Craig x Reader✧˚₊‧

It's hard to say when you and Craig decided you two didn't really like each other. You were always close to Tweek but when he and Craig started 'dating', you saw them less and less. You were pretty upset about it but you didn't say anything as you still got to see him on a daily basis just not outside of school. You kinda blamed Craig for that because of how stuck to Tweek's side he was.

"So Tweek you wanna come over today?" You asked as you took a bite of your apple.

"S-sure b-but can Craig come?" Tweek asked causing you to glare at Craig who was trying to hide a smug smile.

"Sure." You said through grit teeth.

"What are we gonna do?" Craig asked putting his hand on the table.

"I'm thinking bout a movie night ya know like when we were kids." You respond looking at Tweek.

"S-Sounds good." He says with a smile and putting his hand on top of Craig's making you mentally cringe.

You just nod in response and go back to your lunch. You can feel Craig's eyes on you and you hated it. You hated how he always managed to be involved in your plans. You hated how smug he looked when Tweek wanted him around. You hated how hot he looked with that stupid smug look.

As Tweek worked on making cupcakes in your kitchen you went into your room grabbing a few blankets when Craig came in. You tried your best to ignore his presence. You grabbed a few folded blankets as Craig looked around and looked at all the small nicknacks on your dresser ad shelves.

"It's actually pretty cool in here." He said as he reached for a small projector on your dresser.

You drop the blankets and grab his wrist stopping him from touching it. "Don't. It is extremely fragile and if it even gets looked at wrong she refuses to turn on."

"That's because you have one of the buttons stuck." He said gently pulling your hand away from his wrist and picking up the projector.

"I swear if you break it, Craig." You mutter looking over his shoulder as he tinkered with it.

"I'm not going to break it." He said as he finished up and pressed the button causing an array of stars to project from the lens. "See?"

"Woah it hasn't been this bright since I was a kid." You say as you look up at the ceiling with a smile.

"It's just old. I'm surprised you still have it." He said looking down at you and admiring your smile.

"Well, just because I don't like you doesn't mean I'm going to throw away the gifts you gave me." You say, keeping your eyes on the ceiling.

"You know you don't have to hate me." He said with a sigh.

"I know but it's hard not to when you know what you're doing." You say looking over at him.

"And what am I doing?"

"Constantly taking Tweek's time from me, involving yourself in my plans, giving me that stupid hot smug look all the time." You say clearly not thinking about a single thing coming out of your mouth.

Craig takes a step back, taken aback by your words, and blushes lightly. "You think it's hot?"

"Yes, and that's why I hate you because you shouldn't look so hot when you're ruining my plans." You say with a sigh.

"I don't mean to ruin your plans. Tweek just...he knows we don't get along so he thinks if you hang out more it'll help." He said looking down at the floor.

"Of course he does." You say with a sigh.

"Look if you want me to go I can..."

"No you're my friend's boyfriend I guess I should get along with you." You say looking up at him and seeing he was holding back laughter. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing." He said still holding back his laughter making you groan.

"You make it so hard to like you." You groan picking up the blankets and walking into the living room.

Craig follows you and helps you set up the blanket fort. He occasionally looks up at you admiring how focused you were. He stayed quiet wondering if you actually thought that him and Tweek were actually dating. All the other guys in the group knew they weren't he supposed that you would have figured it out or someone would have told you by now. Once you finished you crawled inside to admire your work with Criag following closely behind.

"Not bad Tucker." You said, setting up your laptop.

He smiled softly ad scooted closer. He wondered how far he could take things before you realized the truth. You looked over at him with a questioning look as he moved closer.

"Ya know I think you look pretty good too." He whispered before planting a soft kiss on your lips.

Your eyes widened from the sudden kiss. This felt wrong Tweek was your friend and now here you are kissing his boyfriend in the next room. You wanted to pull away but almost as suddenly as it started you melted into the kiss and kissed back. As you two kissed you didn't notice Tweek coming in with a plate of cupcakes.

"AK!" He yelled almost dropping the plate.

You quickly pull away and look over at him with a panicked expression. "I-it's not what it looks like."

"Y-you two weren't just kissing?" He asked setting down the plate oddly calm.

"N-no well yes but I um I.." You stutter out trying to think of a way to justify you kissing your best friend's boyfriend.

Craig who was pretty quiet throughout the whole ordeal suddenly burst out into laughter making you turn to him confused.

"She thinks we're actually dating." Craig choked out through laughter making Tweek laugh.

"Y-Y/N no way." Tweek laughed out making you super confused.

"Wait you aren't?" You asked, turning to Craig, making them laugh harder. "See this is why I hate you."

They tried their best to compose themselves before they finally answered your questions.

"No, we aren't dating," Craig said wiping away tears from how hard he was laughing.

"I-it was something we did in 4th grade we thought everyone knew by now," Tweek said moving inside the fort.

"Wow, and ya'll just weren't going to tell me?" You said with a slightly offended tone.

"We thought you knew," Craig said with a smug smile that you hated so much.

You sighed and shook your head and laid back on pillows. Tweek smiled and laid next to you and Craig laid on your other side.

"You guys suck sometimes."

"I-I'm sorry I thought Craig had told you like he did everyone else," Tweek said looking up at the ceiling.

You turn your head and glare at Craig who still had his smug smile. "Woops much have slipped my mind."

"Ya see this is why I don't like you." You said gently punching his shoulder.

"Ow Tweek she hit me." Craig said with a smirk.

"B-behave or no cupcakes." He said handing you two cupcakes and starting the movie.

As the night wore on you found yourself in Craig's arms at some point and you did nothing to leave them. As much as you hated him there was a part that was growing quite fond of him. Eventually, all three of you had fallen asleep surrounded by cupcake wrappers, pillows, and blankets. While you knew you'd still never be able to hang out with Tweek alone, the idea of being around Craig didn't seem as bad as it used to.

A/N: To whoever asked me for this I'm so sorry I didn't get to you sooner thank you so much for asking I love you so much. I hope you liked this and if you did let me know and I can make more for you if you'd like 🩷🩷🩷 anyway love you all thank you for reading🩷🩷🩷🩷