#so hiii im back for a moment🥹

[witchwhaat]

hiii

[stayxlix]

Ok ok so feel free to bend and change this request to your liking. I been asking some of my favorite writers to try this request to see what they can come up with and I’m excited to see what you can do with this.

I was wondering if I can request a Felix story. Where y/n is dating hyunjin felix best friend and Felix at the beginning feels really guilty for liking her so much and always thinking about her. And one time when hyunjin leaves the reader and Felix alone, Felix snaps and kisses her which kinda freaks her out so he has no choice but to kidnap her because of his own jealousy and want. It’s a yandere type of story. If you don’t feel comfortable writing something that I request you can totally bend the story to your liking to feel more comfortable. Thank you ❤️

a/n: hiii<33 here it is FINALLY!!! i have to admit a yandere concept is something i had never thought about writing myself but im so happy you requested this type of concept because stepping out of my comfort zone is something i really enjoy, and i did take your input to shape the story in a way that felt comfortable for me.<3 im so thankful that you chose to trust me with your request, and that you consider me one of your favorite writers.🤗💕i really hope it lives up to expectations.🤭 (also i apologize in advance for the abrupt ending, that is the part i struggled with most so please forgive me for the massive cliffhanger🥹).

wc: 3.8k

pairing: yandere!felix x reader (f), hyunjin x reader (f)

warnings: yandere themes, obsessive behavior, stalking, manipulation, male masturbation, 18+ **minors do not interact**, please lmk if i missed any!!

The moment you stepped into Felix's life, it was as if a match had been struck in a dry forest, setting off a wildfire of emotions. From the very first time he’d laid eyes on you, Felix felt the heat of that blaze ripping through his soul. And if only you had taken the time to look—really look—into those deceptively innocent brown eyes, you might just have been able to see the flames raging behind them before it was too late.

Felix was a good friend. A loyal friend.

As a result of his tendency to put his friends first, he often found himself dragged into situations he had no desire to be a part of.

And tonight was no exception.

Tucked away in a corner underneath the dim, multi-colored lights of a crowded party, Felix stood nursing a half-empty cup of stale beer that had long lost its appeal. Boredom gnawed at him, urging him to leave, yet he lingered. His eyes darted to the entrance every so often with the desperate hope that Hyunjin—the sole reason he had even chosen to attend the party at all—would be next to walk through.

But as the minutes dragged on without any sign of his best friend, Felix's frustration grew. The obnoxious music was far too loud, the alcohol not nearly strong enough to dull the disappointment of the evening, so Felix huffed out a sigh as he reached for his phone. Bypassing his earlier unanswered messages to Hyunjin, he typed out one final message to let his best friend know that he was calling it a night and would meet him back at their shared apartment.

After pressing send and shoving his phone back into his pocket, Felix pushed off the wall. Tossing the cup into the nearest trash, he turned toward the exit. But before he could take a single step further, before his foot had even hit the ground, he was gripped by a sudden shift in the atmosphere—a change that swept through the room. Through Felix.

The door swung open and in the split second that followed, the party around him was dulled into nothing but a distant hum. To say that Felix was captivated by the figure that walked through the door would have been an incredible understatement.

Unable to look away, a shallow breath caught in his throat as his gaze traced the contours of the stranger’s body— of your body—the way the dress clung to your figure underneath the soft tangerine glow of the flickering party lights. The way long slits in the black material revealed teasing glimpses of your silhouette in the most enticing way.

You stepped further into the room, and it was almost as if an unseen force had guided your focus toward Felix, too. Because as your eyes swept over the chaos of the party, they effortlessly bypassed the rest of the crowd and landed directly on his.

A shy smile tugged at the corners of your lips as you caught the intensity of his stare, yet the glint in your eyes hinted at something far less innocent. And it was right then and there that Felix decided that he had to know you, to feel you—taste you. In every possible way.

Driven by some unexplainable primal desire, his feet began to move of their own accord. He shouldered through the crowd, anticipation electrifying the air around him as he took a step closer to you. One step closer, and then another and—

Then Hyunjin walked in behind you. 

In such a cruel twist of fate, Hyunjin followed you through that door. And with the confidence that only Hyunjin could exude, his arm casually slipped around your shoulders, claiming you as his own. 

Felix's stride faltered as he came to a sudden stop. His heart plummeted, a heavy weight settling in its place as he watched you turn to Hyunjin. Your smile grew, blossoming into a radiant expression that drove a dagger straight through his chest.

Laughter cut through the air like shards of glass as he registered the uncomfortable press of sweaty bodies that danced too close. The rhythm of the music throbbed louder than ever in his temples, its bass pounding a relentless echo in his chest that only amplified the emptiness he felt as he watched from across the crowd as Hyunjin leaned in to whisper something to your ear. Something meant for only you to hear.

You turned your head and planted a brief, affectionate kiss on Hyunjin's lips in response, and the single dagger in Felix's heart was replaced by a thousand.

When Hyunjin glanced up from the kiss, his eyes immediately found Felix lingering in the crowd. Warmth spread across his face as the familiar smile he reserved for his best friend lit up the room.

Felix lifted his hand in a single wave—an attempt to appear casual and completely unaffected by the way your fingers seamlessly intertwined with Hyunjin's as the older boy began to lead you over.

The space between you was reduced to less than a foot—thanks to the pressing crowd—and in that close proximity, Felix found himself engulfed by the subtle scent of your perfume. Its sweetness was reminiscent of a warm summer evening, enticing his senses just enough to leave him wanting more.

After apologizing for his dead phone battery, Hyunjin strained to introduce you over the music. Every syllable of your name echoed through Felix’s mind, and as Hyunjin went on to recount the story of how the two of you had met, his voice became nothing more than a distant murmur. Quite frankly, Felix didn’t really care how Hyunjin had been fortunate enough to know you first. So he tuned out his best friend and dedicated the entirety of his focus to stealing glances in your direction, struggling to keep his gaze from lingering too long. And Felix decided that not only were you stunning, but your aura, too, was nothing short of magnetic. Confidence radiated from you in a way that was just as intoxicating as the sweetness of your fragrance. Your eyes, however, refused to leave Hyunjin. And Felix couldn't help but wonder what he would have to do to capture your attention like that.

But Felix was a good friend.

So like any good friend would, he pushed away the thought. He clenched his fist and drew in a steadying breath. With significant effort, he plastered a smile across his face—one that didn't quite reach his eyes—and turned to his best friend. "I was actually on my way out," he said. "Not feeling well, sorry mate.”

Hyunjin frowned at the interruption. His eyes glazed over with worry as he studied Felix’s face before reaching over to offer him a reassuring pat on the back. "Sure, man,” he said. “Take care. See you back home.” And Felix didn’t need to wonder why Hyunjin didn’t push him any further to stay. If he were in Hyunjin’s shoes, he would’ve don’t the very same thing—if only for the opportunity to have you all to himself.

Felix almost regretted his decision to leave when you stepped forward and met his eyes for the second time that night, your delicate features softening in a way that made his knees weak.

"Nice meeting you, Felix.”

Fuck.

The way your voice wrapped around his name, the way it rolled off your tongue had his cock straining in his already too-tight pants.

“Hope you feel better,” you added, with a smile so saccharine it had Felix feeling far more intoxicated than any amount of alcohol ever could.

Somehow, he managed a weak nod in your direction before dropping his gaze and hurriedly making his way to the door. His heart hammered in his chest like a desperate plea, urging him to stay and grasp at the fragile thread of hope he’d felt when he first laid eyes on you.

But Felix was a good friend.

And so he fought the urge to look back as he stepped outside. The night air wrapped around him, cool against his skin, but the fire inside him burned brighter than ever as you stoked the flames in his mind.

—

Upon returning to their shared apartment, Felix found no respite in the solitude of his room. He tossed and turned in the darkness, putting every ounce of effort he had into forcing thoughts of you from his mind.

The rational part of him recognized the boundaries, the loyalty owed to Hyunjin..And he tried—he really did. Even as his hand crept down to palm the growing bulge in his boxers, he knew it was wrong. But his fingers betrayed the internal conflict, slipping beneath his waistband to wrap around the base of his pulsing cock. His eyes screwed shut as he tugged slowly, picturing how your lips would look wrapped around it—how your mouth would feel, how your eyes would look shimmering with tears when you choked on it. He edged himself, because Felix liked to mix pleasure with pain. And just as he was finally about to grant himself the release he so desperately craved, Felix was yanked back to reality by the soft thud of the front door closing.

Hushed whispers began to fill the silent space on the other side of his bedroom door. Felix immediately recognized his best friend’s voice, accompanied by—

Yours.

Felix stilled with his hand still wrapped around his cock. He listened to the shuffling of footsteps, hushed laughter, and then, the decisive click of Hyunjin's bedroom door closing—and locking.

His thoughts immediately went to the possibilities playing out on the other side of the shared wall. And it didn’t take long before sounds of pleasure filled the air, growing into filthy sounds of skin slapping on skin. Felix couldn't believe his ears as the sweetest moans he’d ever heard began to seep through the cracks in the wall. Moans coming from your mouth as you were getting fucked by his best friend. Your voice rose, spewing Hyunjin’s name like some prayer, and Felix was certain he had never been this hard in his entire fucking life. Panting, his eyes screwed shut and suddenly he was pumping his cock again two—three more times until he heard you shout, “F-fuck Hyunjin I’m cumming!” and Felix came with you. The hardest he ever had, thick ropes of white shooting across his abdomen. 

After he’d finished and was thoroughly disgusted with himself, Felix lie there hoping that he wouldn’t have to interact with you in the morning. That you would be gone before the sun rose—following the pattern of those before you who had occupied Hyunjin's world for a single night. Although Felix was positive he would never find anyone quite like you, he could get over you—he would force himself to get over you, because of the unwavering loyalty he held for his best friend who had been by his side for as long as he could remember. 

Felix didn't even know you. And so, it should be easy enough to forget you, he thought.

Straightforward.

Already done.

Except for the fact that it wasn’t. Because as the weeks unfolded, it became painfully clear that your presence in Hyunjin's life—and thus, in Felix's life—would become far more profound than any fleeting one night stand. 

In the beginning, Felix had done a decent job at maintaining his distance. But the more time he spent around you, the harder it became to contain whatever it was that was burning inside of him. And it certainly didn’t help that Hyunjin insisted on weaving you into their lives. Inviting you to their late-night movie marathons, welcoming you to their favorite hangout spots, ensuring that you were always included in their plans. Felix found himself torn between the agony of watching you grow closer to his best friend and the sheer ecstasy of having you near.

Naturally, Hyunjin remained blissfully unaware of the effect you had on Felix, too wrapped up in you himself. But Felix was a good friend, determined to ensure that his commitment to his friendship would prevail. And he couldn’t deny the happiness you brought into his best friend's life. He had never seen Hyunjin so content—his expressions more animated, his laughter more genuine, his smiles more frequent than ever before. So Felix gritted his teeth and buried his attraction beneath layers of forced indifference. He put on thoughtful expressions when you spoke, despite the fact that the only thing he could think about was slipping his aching length between your legs. He smiled at you, and pretended like his cock wasn’t raw from how he abused it every night while scrolling through candid pictures of you he'd snapped without your permission. He went out of his way to make you feel comfortable, when all he wanted was for someone to make you cry so that he could be the one to wipe your tears.

Like a seasoned performer, as the months slipped by Felix became adept at masking the flames of longing and desire that raged beneath the surface. He became good at it..Until late one afternoon, in the quiet expanse of the library’s upper floor, when Felix came across you as he was heading home for the day. Your nose was buried in a heavy book, brow furrowed in concentration. And as Felix stood there, captivated by the sight of the setting sun's golden rays delicately brushing across your features, he etched the moment into the corridors of his memory, preserving it for...later reflection. You lifted your head, meeting his eyes like you had the very first night you'd met, and suddenly Felix wasn't sure how much longer he would be able to keep up the act. There was a brief pause from both of you—a silent acknowledgment of Hyunjin’s absence—before you graced Felix with a small wave.

Praying that his eagerness remained hidden, Felix made his way toward you. "Need some help?" he asked, his deep voice carrying a gentle undertone that eased some of the tension in your shoulders. You had always been comfortable with Felix, and he had always known it.

You sighed with exasperation, and it took everything for Felix not to let his gaze linger on your lips—soft and inviting, and a little swollen, as if you had been biting them in contemplation. “I’ve been at this for hours and normally Hyunjin helps me with this stuff, but he's been swamped with rehearsals lately,” you said.

Felix, suppressing the swirl of emotions triggered by the novelty of being alone with you, mustered a warm smile with sincerity that he made sure was reflected his eyes. "Is there anything I can help with?"

—

After the study session, Felix insisted that he walk you home—it was late, dark, and he genuinely cared about your safety amidst the unpredictable nighttime campus atmosphere. After all, what kind of friend would he be to Hyunjin if he let something happen to you? The conversation between you flowed effortlessly as it always did, and when you reached your doorstep you turned to him with a grateful smile, your eyes reflecting the trust that had blossomed between you over time. "Thank you, Lixie,” you said. The affection in your tone resonated like a soothing melody, and Felix couldn't help but revel in the nickname he had grown so fond of. "I really appreciate your help tonight," you added.

Felix returned your smile. "Anytime," he replied, "I'm just a text away if you need anything. Have a good night."

In the days that followed your meeting in the library, a seemingly natural rhythm developed between you and Felix. After discreetly familiarizing himself with your schedule and study habits, Felix began to strategically position himself in the library. He made sure to be there during those moments when you studied while patiently waiting for Hyunjin to conclude his dance practice.

Felix spent those precious hours focused entirely on you. He marveled at the way your eyes lit up with understanding, the soft sighs of relief when a difficult concept finally clicked. And he couldn't help but wonder whether your conversations held the same weight for you as they did for him. He wondered if you shared the details of your time spent together with Hyunjin. Or if perhaps, like Felix, you wanted to keep those shared moments a secret. 

A substantial pang of guilt gripped Felix's chest whenever he thought about it..But Hyunjin never mentioned anything—the routine of their friendship continued without interruption—and with time, the guilt dwindled. Fading into insignificance until it was hardly there at all.

Before he knew it, every innocent interaction between the two of you had become a significant event in his mind. Every stolen moment with you fueled his desire, long after Felix stopped trying to convince himself that what he felt was wrong. A friendly hug became an embrace laden with unspoken emotions. A playful nudge became a secret message, a whispered promise of something more. He couldn't see the truth anymore—couldn't separate reality from the distorted perceptions in his mind. He would lose himself to fantasies where he'd confess his love and you would respond by affirming that you felt the same. And Hyunjin would support the two of you—understanding and encouraging the connection between you and Felix—because Hyunjin was a good friend too.

Unfortunately, you were so madly in love with Hyunjin that you hadn’t noticed how the behavior of his roommate was a little..off. 

That particular evening, Hyunjin hadn’t planned on running late when he told you meet him at their apartment for your anniversary. When you texted him to let him know that you were there, he’d responded with a simple message:

Practice went late again I'm sorry, baby. Lix is there, he'll let you in. Call you when I'm outside, I'm taking you to dinner. Love u.

Your eyes, fixed on your phone screen, met Felix’s only briefly when he opened the door. As you stepped past him your thoughts remained focused solely on Hyunjin and how excited you were to see him. To be in his arms, to kiss him and exchange the details of your day. “Thanks, Lixie," you said, voice trailing as you made your way toward Hyunjin's room.

But you paused in front of Felix's room on the way, curiosity piqued by the soft lavender glow escaping from the cracked door. Drawn in by your favorite color, you ventured further inside, tossing your phone and purse onto the bed as you had done numerous times before. You found Felix's new computer setup, adorned with the vibrant purple lights that cast a mesmerizing aura throughout the room. The hum of the powerful machine filled the air, accompanied by a song from your favorite band. Your ears caught the familiar melody, though you didn't fully process the significance of it. You hummed casually, not realizing that Felix had intentionally picked the track just for you. The entire setup spoke volumes about Felix's passion for technology and his very, very meticulous attention to detail. 

Your fingers traced the sleek edges of the keyboard, and Felix couldn’t help but notice the way your skirt rode up when you bent over to get a closer look. He ran his tongue along his bottom lip as his eyes devoured the curve of your ass. “Check out the cable management at the back. Its nerdy, but I've spent quite some time making sure its all organized,” he said, knowing damn well that you would need to bend over further to see it. Which is exactly what you did, allowing Felix catch a full glimpse of the red lacy panties you had on underneath your skirt.

Fuck.

His favorite color. Had you worn them for him? Did Hyunjin even know you were coming over tonight?

Every question he’d ever had about your intentions swirled in his mind until Felix knew that he couldn't let uncertainty linger any longer.

When you stood and turned around, his lips were on yours.

Cherry flavored lip gloss, just like the one he had swiped from your purse last week in the library. For a split second, your lips pressed ever so slightly harder against his before you pulled back, covering your mouth with a hand. Your eyes went wide with shock. "Lixie...We’re friends..” you whispered. “We’re friends”, you repeated, a little firmer this time. 

Abruptly, your eyes darted to your illuminated phone screen on the bed. Following your gaze, Felix observed the caller ID, and he had never felt more like a fool. The stark reality hit him with unforgiving force as he witnessed the love mirrored in your eyes when you stared down at the glowing image of Hyunjin. He saw the depth of your very real feelings for his best friend, and how he had misinterpreted everything.

But Felix was so far gone that when you reached for your phone, his hands moved of their own accord, pushing it off the bed and sending it clattering to the floor. “Felix..” you whispered. But another impulse had him kicking your phone underneath the door—the door you hadn't realized he had closed behind you when you’d entered the room.

“Don't answer that,” he muttered, his own eyes wide with desperation. “Just...Just listen, please just let me explain," he begged, shifting in front of the closed door and reaching behind to lock it.

The shock in your expression mirrored the terror of a creature caught in the midst of an uncontrollable forest fire. And Felix felt creeping panic begin to take hold within him because this isn't how it was supposed to happen. You weren't supposed to be looking at him like that. Desperation clawed at his throat, his heart pounded in his chest, "I can explain," he pleaded. The taste of your lips lingered on his, a bittersweet reminder of his impulsive action. He observed the subtle tremor in your hands, a sign of your unease. He felt the hurt in your eyes—a hurt he had caused. And he knew that he had to fix this.

He just needed more time.

“Felix, what are you doing?" you whispered as he took a step toward you. Your eyes darted toward the door, his fingers brushed the fabric of your sleeve, and the raging inferno within Felix exploded. The crackling heat seared through his veins and—

The distant click of the front door closing echoed from the hallway.

And the realization hit Felix like a sudden downpour—What kind of friend would he be if he let Hyunjin find out what he’d done?

[jakexneytiri]

hiii!

i saw your dad!neteyam post, and i loved your other dad!neteyam fics!

i was wondering if you could do something like this, maybe the reader got hurt protecting their kids when she was teaching them how to hunt (maybe an animal attacks them?) and then when neteyam hears, he rushes home and tends to her wounds

sorry, im really bad at requests 😭

love you <3

hi hi!<3

thank you so much lovie 🥹💓

i absolutely can work with this! i hope it’s what you were hoping for🥰 love you<33

promise to protect

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“mama! daddy! up!” nima, your youngest, shouts at you, jumping up and down with excitement.

“shh, don’t wake them! they’ll be up soon, be patient.” tsantu says, holding his arm out, signaling his siblings to back up.

she shakes the collective lump in front of her that is you curled up to your mate, his arms wrapped around you in a comfortable embrace.

“nima…” neteyam says groggily. “let mama sleep, please.” he pats her arm gently.

“for whyyy!” she juts her tiny lip out in protest.

txonuk is playing with the hand me down toy that aunt kiri and uncle lo’ak gifted your children, flying it around your mates head.

“the sun is up, so we must be up!” he yells, running in small circles as he swings the toy around.

“we want to play ikrans with you and mama!” se’ayl says, flapping her own arms up and down.

you hide your face in the crook of your mates neck, placing a gentle kiss to his skin.

“goodmorning” you mumble against his skin, eyes still closed.

he chuckles as he lowers his lips to yours, kissing them softly. “good morning, mama.”

“ewwwwwww! they’re SMOOCHING!” your children collectively squeal, running away from you two as they giggle.

you sit up then, stretching your arms. “we can play ikrans, little lovies. but we must eat first, okay?”

nima starts jumping up and down with excitement, while se’ayl claps, and tsantu and txonuk yell “HOORAY!”

each of them walk the small distance to grab a fruit from the basket in the corner of your marui. sitting in a circle, you help your youngest peel the flesh back on her yovo fruit. neteyam hands you a banana fruit, as he sits with his own. your children eat quickly, finishing their fruits before you.

“and what do we do with our peels?” you ask, as they each stand to bring their peels outside.

tsantu digs a small hole for him and his siblings to place their peels in, returning them back to the soil they grew from.

you look down at your youngest, who’s struggling to finish her fruit.

“nima, are you all finished? can you take one more big bite for me?”

she shakes her tiny head no, holding the fruit out to you. “all done!”

you split the remaining fruit left, handing the other piece to your mate, as you get up to bring the peel outside. your three other children come running back in, arms spread wide as they mimic that of an ikran.

“can we play now, mama?” se’ayl asks.

“pleaseeeee?” txonuk begs, as they run around you in a circle.

you smile, spreading your own arms out now, slowly flapping them as you run to the other side of your marui.

se’ayl follows you, mimicking your every move, giggling every step.

neteyam scoops tsantu up in his arms, carefully guiding him around the hut as tsantu’s arms are spread wide, laughing as he holds them up.

nima follows you and se’ayl, frantically flapping her arms whilst jumping up and down, unable to contain her excitement.

txonuk follows neteyam, holding onto his toruk toy, “flying” it around, patiently waiting his turn to go next.

neteyam raises tsantu to your face, just enough where you could place a soft kiss to your son’s head.

he sets tsantu down then, picking up txonuk, repeating the process.

the sound of lo’ak’s voice rings through your ear piece, breaking you away from the precious moment with your children.

“bro, come on, dad and i are waiting for you. we have to train the new warriors today, remember?”

neteyam sighs, setting txonuk on his feet.

he pages lo’ak back, saying “i’ll be there in a few minutes.”

“dad?” se’ayl questions, hands behind her back.

“yes, my little flower?” neteyam answers, grabbing his bow and slinging it around his shoulder.

“…can you stay home with us today?” she asks, rubbing her arm and staring at her feet. it was only when she looked up that you both realized she was crying, shattering both of your hearts in two.

“oh, se’ayl…” you frown, kneeling down to tuck her hair behind her ear. neteyam also kneels, gently wiping away her small tears.

“i cannot today, my little love. i have to train the new warriors of our clan with grandpa and uncle lo’ak. but, if you behave for your mother today, i promise we can go swimming at the creek when i return. okay?”

she sniffles, nodding as she wipes her own eyes with the back of her hand. he kisses her forehead, wiping away the last of her tears.

“the day will go by fast! i promise you. i’ll be home before you know it.” he kisses the other childrens foreheads, before planting a passionate kiss to your lips.

“i love you.” he says against your lips, before planting another quick kiss to them.

“i love you more.” you state, smiling against his lips.

“impossible.” he shakes his head before saying “i’ll see you all tonight! behave for your mother!” he yells as he disappears into the brush of the forest.

“mama?” txonuk questions, looking at his own bow in the corner.

“yes, my son?” you say, brushing the baby hairs out of his face.

“can we go hunting? like dad does?” he pleads, looking up at you with his big, innocent eyes.

“hmmm…..i suppose we can. you have to promise to stay close to me, though. understood?”

“yes mama!” both boys grab their bows, followed by se’ayl. nima is just excited to come along for the fun of it, not that she was old enough to participate, anyway.

securing the flap closed to your marui, you lead your children into the thick forest. you all hold hands as you arrive at the spot you had in mind. about twenty five feet away, there was a moss-coated tree that you’ve come across before, making a perfect practice target.

you reach in the bag you packed, for three small arrows that your kids could use. handing them each one, you stand to the side, holding nima on your hip.

“all right, my little loves. see the tree over there, with the moss covering it? that’s going to be your practice target for today.”

each of them raise the arrow to their bow, drawing the elastic back, waiting for your “okay”.

“now one at a time, please.” you say, swaying nima back and forth on your hip, who’s playing with the feathers around your neck.

being the good older brother he is, tsantu says

“se’ayl, you can go first.”

you smile as you kneel next to se’ayl, setting nima down gently.

“all right, se’ayl. lift your elbow slightly, that’s it! just like that. go ahead.”

se’ayl takes her shot, her arrow landing just below the soft moss on the tree.

“good job, se’ayl! that was a great shot!” you say, clapping for your oldest daughter.

she smiles as she steps aside, letting txonuk go next.

“i don’t need help, mama.” he says, confidently pulling his bow back.

“all right, my ‘itan. go ahead.”

his arrow lands to the left of se’ayls, making his shoulders slouch. “aww, man.”

“it’s okay, that was great! just remember to keep your elbow a bit higher next time, okay?” you say as you brush one of his curls behind his ear.

“okay, mama.” txonuk sighs, taking a seat, with his hands on either side of his face, pouting.

he glances over at nima, who’s playing with a plant.

“tickles!” nima squeals, yanking her hand away from the plant, just to stick it back in.

“nima, touch this one, like this!” txonuk says, lifting himself up before poking at a helicoradian, causing it to coil up.

nima giggles, going to touch the one next to it. “again!”

“nima, stay close to mama.” you warn her, as your focus goes back to tsantu.

“go on, tsantu. your turn now.” you say gently.

your oldest son’s arrow flies exactly where you had intended, right in the center of the soft moss.

“good job, tsantu!! a perfect shot, just like your father.”

tsantu smiles proudly before going to retrieve his arrow. se’ayl follows him, grabbing hers as well.

“txonuk, don’t you want to retrieve your arrow and try again?” you glance around, spotting him poking all of the helicoradians with nima. you give a half smile, watching the two of them giggle.

as the last helicoradian coils up, you see an angry viperwolf hiding behind it. baring its teeth, it snarls at txonuk and nima, slowly inching closer.

you immediately launch yourself in front of your children, crouching on all fours. you hiss back at it, reaching for your knife, your tail upright. without taking your eyes off the animal, you speak to your oldest.

“tsantu. keep your siblings back, please. do not move a muscle.”

“mama!” nima cries out, her arms stretched towards you.

“shh! mawey, nima!” se’ayl speaks, in a hushed tone.

you inch closer to the viperwolf, hissing, in an attempt to make it back off. it wasn’t letting up, though, and continued to move closer to you.

it launches itself towards you then, sending you both tumbling through the forest.

“call dad!” tsantu hits txonuk’s chest, grabbing his bow and arrow, running after you.

txonuk stands with se’ayl and nima, speaking quickly as he presses a finger to his throat comm.

“dad?? dad it’s txonuk, w-we need help! it’s mom.”

“txonuk, slow down! what is happening?” neteyam immediately answers.

“mom took us hunting, and…and there’s a viperwolf! tsantu and mom went after it.”

neteyam’s heart drops as he hears the growl of the viperwolf in the distance.

“i must go, it’s y/n and my children!” he yells to lo’ak and jake, before taking off in the woods.

meanwhile, whilst you were pinned underneath the viperwolf’s paws, you notice something sticking out of its side.

a banshee of paradise spine, lodged about four inches in the wolf’s glistening skin.

that explains everything, you thought to yourself.

the foaming at the mouth, the dilated pupils, why it was attacking you and your children in broad daylight.

while attempting to reach for your knife, you grab it, only to drop it in the dirt beneath you, needing both hands to keep its snapping jaw away from you.

shifting your legs, you kick its face away, frantically feeling around for your knife.

you cry out as its teeth sink into your leg, panicking as you fight to get it off of you.

“mama!” tsantu calls out, as he raises his arrow to the viperwolf.

just then, another arrow hits the creature, causing it to collapse on top of you.

“daddy!” nima points, to the arrow now lodged in the viperwolf’s side.

se’ayl and txonuk look to where nima is pointing, seeing that it is indeed neteyam’s arrow.

“dad!” they both cry out, watching as neteyam sprints through the forest, hopping over a moss covered log to get to you.

“y/n?!” he pushes the viperwolf off of you, carefully pulling you out from underneath it.

“ma’teyam?…” you ask, before a sharp pain shoots through you, causing you to cry out.

“yes, my love. i’m here, i’m here.” he assures you, gently picking you up, wiping dirt from your face.

“tsantu? se’ayl? txonuk! nima!’” you cry as you whip your head around, frantically searching for your children.

“shhh, shh. they’re all here.” neteyam calmly says, walking you over to them.

“are you hurt? are you okay??” he asks each and every one of them, all their answers the same.

“…is mama okay?” txonuk asks, glancing up at you in your mates arms.

“she’s bleeding!” se’ayl states, pointing to your leg, which was indeed dripping with blood.

“come. we must go see grandmother at once.”

neteyam walks behind your children, who are walking in pairs of twos, holding each other’s hands. tsantu is holding se’ayl’s hand, while txonuk is holding nima’s.

“‘m so sorry” you mumble against your mates chest, as you begin shivering, yet sweating at the same time.

“shh, we’re almost there, y/n. we’re okay, you’re okay.” he reassures you, placing a kiss to your forehead.

tsantu and txonuk hold the flaps to mo’at’s marui, as neteyam carries you inside, setting you down on a cot used for injured warriors.

your shivers get worse by the second, and sweat begins to drip down your neck.

mo’at looks you over, concerned. rushing to your side, she asks “what happened here!” demanding an answer from her grandson.

“tsantu.” neteyam says, looking over at his son. “what happened??”

“the viperwolf was hiding, it jumped out and attacked mama. it had a red spike stuck to its side…and it bit mama.”

“oh no…a red spike? a red spike, is that-”

neteyam is cut off by his grandmother, as she answers

“a banshee of paradise spine. they are filled with poison. it must have caused the viperwolf to go mad.” she states, reaching for her bowl of syekalin flowers.

grabbing a wet cloth and bowl of water, mo’at works to clean your infected wound.

“ow! it burns, ‘teyam it burns!” you cry out, tears streaming down your cheeks as you shake uncontrollably from your chills.

he holds your hand in his, pressing a damp cloth to your forehead. “i know, i know. mawey(calm), little one. it will be over soon.”

mo’at presses a flower to each puncture wound you have, holding them in place.

“the flower absorbs the toxin. she will find relief soon.”

after a few moments, mo’at removes the flowers. grabbing four new ones, she places them over your wounds again, but wraps a cloth around your leg so they don’t shift around.

“keep an eye on her wound.” mo’at states, before going to see her great-grandchildren in the other room.

through your puffy eyes, you glance up at your mate, squeezing his hand.

“i’m so sorry.” you choke out, more tears flowing now.

“sorry? my mate, you didn’t do anything wrong.” he reassures you, rubbing his thumb along your cheek.

“i took them h-hunting, they w-wanted to practice.” you say through sobs, still delirious from the bite.

“my love, how were you to know you would be approached by a rabid viperwolf? it is all right, the children are safe.” he kisses your hand before speaking again. “you are safe.”

“i w-want to go h-home.” you cry out, squeezing his hand again.

“okay, okay. let’s go.” he picks you up gently, cradling you in his arms as he walks the few feet to where your children were.

you close your eyes, exhausted from today’s events.

“come, my little warriors. it is time to go home.” neteyam instructs, holding the flap of the marui open.

“wah-we-a?” nima questions, the word foreign to her.

“come on, nima.” tsantu takes his younger sisters hand in his, leading her out of mo’ats marui. se’ayl and txonuk follow, also holding each other’s hands.

neteyam thanks his grandmother before beginning the short walk back to your own marui.

“so.” neteyam starts “how was your hunting trip, little ones?”

“we took turns shooting our arrows, mama helped us!” se’ayl says, swinging her arm with txonuk’s.

“mama didn’t help me!” txonuk exclaims.

“me and ‘nuk poke pwants!” nima says, giggling.

“nima and txonuk were touching all of the helicoradians.” tsantu says, opening the flap to your marui.

neteyam chuckles as all the kids file in, using one arm to hold you and the other to tie up your marui flap for the night.

bringing you over to where you all sleep, he sets you down gently, as your children lay next to you.

you open your eyes, to all your children peacefully lying beside you and your mate.

you bend down to kiss each of their foreheads, before saying “goodnight, my little loves.”

“goodnight, mom. i love you.” [tsantu]

“goodnight, momma. sleep tight. love you.” [se’ayl]

“night, mama. love you.” [txonuk]

“night night! wove wou!” nima says as she brings her hand to her lips, blowing you a kiss, saying “muah!”

neteyam kisses you gently, wrapping his arms around you securely.

“goodnight, oeyä muntxatan.” (my mate) you whisper.

“goodnight, oeyä tstew syulang.” (my brave flower) he whispers back, intertwining his fingers with yours as you both drift off to sleep.

[heongiu]

Hiii may I request housewife reader hcs with gun, goo, and samuel?

Thankyou for the request Anon! And yes housewife hcs are gonna be fluffy! (I'll write for Samuel in the next one, it's quite hard to figure his character hard for me 😭 so I'm sorry!)

Gun and Goo with housewife hcs

Warning: extremely fluffy

A/N: Im writing them all as very sweet and loving husbands because i can even if its not canon 🥹..

Park Jonggun

Gun was definitely not used to having a person around, somebody who could pour their precious time into being there for them, or contributing certain aspects of their life to them.

But now that he has you here, he has changed, for good that is.

He appreciates you a lot, as he thinks being home all day and taking care of daily household chores is not an easy job, even for him, so he thinks you’re pretty hardworking. (he has a special issue with cutting onions so he can understand lol)

Little moments like when he says he’s ‘back home’ and you rush from the kitchen to give him a hug, resting your face on his broad chest is what makes him feel a certain emotion he has never felt before, that is, warmth. It doesn’t show on his face but he does feel it.

He loves when you ask how his day went, or even the small questions like if he had lunch properly or if he drank enough water.

Because he is always content to hear your soft, soothing and welcoming voice.

I think its pretty occasional for him to plant a kiss on your forehead before he leaves, even if he’s distant and doesn’t quite like to communicate much (because its canon ;-;) thats one of the few ways he lets you know he’ll be waiting for your company when he returns home from all his errands or that he’s looking forward to be with you.

Sometimes when he’s not able to return home, or comes home late, he makes sure to bring small gifts like few flowers (your fav ofc), your favourite chocolates or literally anything you like as compensation for his late presence.

I think Gun with a housewife is pretty adorable. (Did I just babygirl his entire character?!)

Kim Joongoo

This man will literally annoy anyone, and even if you are his housewife, he’ll never not forget to annoy you.

Okay but seriously he does think you’re adorable, staying home and working all day and patiently waiting when he’ll come home so you can just jump on him and cuddle him to death.

He gets so excited when he’s about to see you home after he’s done with all shit he has to attend to, like just being home with you makes this man feel comforted.

This man loves to see you smile and laugh. And thats just it.

“Your Goo-bear’s home darling~~” and then he rushes over to hug you from behind and kiss you until you’ve had enough 😭.

He would even tickle you from behind until you beg him to stop and hit him on the head if he doesn’t.

Occasionally he’ll bring over little gifts here and there, just to let you know he loves you deeply, and they always gotta be hella expensive- because he loves to spoil you ehehe

And and this man will literally help you cook, he’s a great cook afterall ! So you both are cooking the dinner together during weekdays and on weekends he makes the lunch and dinner by himself because he wants you to rest and relax,

He does make sure you don’t tire yourself too much, so he tends to check up on you if you’re okay and need anything that he can assist you with.

And if you like plushies, he’ll legit buy you them sometimes. he would return home with plenty of them to surprise you :”)

I hope you guys enjoyed these small headcanons! Sorry for being gone for so long, and thank you so so much for 92 followers, I would've never imagined I'd get this far! Thankyou for everyones effort and love, I'll continue writing for you guys!

~ Kira

[bbyquokka]

Hiii 🫶🏼 last night during my delulu thoughts I thought of something:

Imagine changbin or chan having an argument with their s/o, and after, while they're not talking she gets hurt (nothing serious, like a small cut o a bump on the knee) and she screams and they come running and make up 🥹🥹🥹

oof, I'll see what I can do ‹3

ANGST + FLUFF BELOW CUT – MDNI

warnings: gn!reader, chan is an asshole at the beginning, mention of blood, pet name (pup)

“Fuck, y/n! You're so–”

“So what Chan? Mhm?!” You challenge, eyebrow raised.

“I don't know! Okay, you're just annoying the shit out off me today y/n. I'm so busy with work and all you want is attention this and attention that! Don't you understand that I need to get this done?! Don't you realise the importance of this? Of course you don't because you're just a normal person, nothing special!”

His words stabbed you in the heart. A look of horror on his face as he realises what he just said. His words came out like vomit, unable to stop them from escaping. The colour drains from his face, your shoulders slump.

All you wanted was five minutes, five minutes to spend with your partner before he was off doing whatever he had to do.

Your anger resides, a burning lump in your throat forming as hot tears fill your eyes. your vision blurry, Chan leaping up from his seat to comfort you.

you take a step back, Chan's arms falling limp by his side as his eyebrows furrow together, his own eyes filling with tears as he watches yours fall slowly down your cheeks.

“y/n, i–”

“sorry I'm not special enough for you, Christopher.” you spit, voice monotone. you hastily wipe away your tears, walking to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Chan winces at your words, watching you walk out.

he sits back in his seat, slouching as he rubs his face with his hands.

“how are you going to fix this chan.” he mumbles to himself.

you wash your hands in the kitchen sink, grabbing the ingredients for tonight's dinner. you curse and mumble under your breath, calling Chan every name you could think of whilst blinking back your tears.

“fucking asshole. who does he think he is.” you grumble to yourself, jaw clenching, “all I wanted was some of your precious time, was that too hard for you?!”

so deep in thought and anger, you became unaware of where your hand placement was whilst chopping. next think you know, you feel a sharp stinging sensation, the feeling of your finger bleeding.

you let out a scream, holding your finger as you hiss in pain. Chan hears you, his blood running cold as he dashes to the kitchen.

“y/n!!! are you okay?! what happened?!” he's out off breath, voice laced with concern. you let out a sob, holding your injured hand close to your chest.

“chan.. it hurts.” you whisper. Chan walks to you, his face softening. your finger is stinging and burning, blood seeping from the cut.

“its okay darling, im here. put your finger under some water and I'll get the first aid. can you do that for me, pup?” you nod slowly, pouting.

Chan kisses your forehead before getting the first aid kit. whilst he does that, you put your finger under some water, whimpering and hissing as the unbearable stinging sensation.

moments later, Chan returns. he takes your finger gently, inspecting the wound. he grabs an alcoholic wipe, gently wiping at the cut before inspecting it again.

“its a deep cut, but not deep enough for stitches.” he mumbles to himself. you bite your lip gently. “what are you like?” Chan says with a chuckle, grabbing a bandage to wrap around your wound.

“did you mean it...” you whisper, deciding now was best to talk about what happened. Chan let's out a soft sigh, shaking his head.

“no, I didn't and im so sorry pup. I've been so stressed lately and I know it's not an excuse but the words just.. flew out.”

“do you think I'm not... special?” Chan finishes wrapping your bandage, kissing your finger gently

“your the most special person in my life right now. I adore and love you so so much, pup. I don't ever want to lose you. again, I'm so terribly sorry.” you look up at chan, his eyes filling with tears. “will you forgive your stupid boyfriend?”

he pouts, a few tears rolling down his cheek. you laugh softly, reaching up and wiping away his tears.

“of course I will, chan.”

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[eomayas]

Hiii love ur writings 💘💘

And now since your requests are open .... Can I request for a fluff / angst Loey scenario where reader has panic attack in the middle of night and calls her bf Loey who was busy in study but she doesn't wanna disturb him so she doesn't tell him what actually happened but Loey figures it out anyways and comes home to comfort her? 🥹🥹 I hope it's not too much to ask for

call me what you want, when you want, if you want • pcy [req]

pairing: chanyeol x f!reader, established relationship

genre: fluff & angst

warnings: mentions of panic attacks and anxiety

a/n: thank you for the request! i apologize for the lateness🤧 i hope i didn’t generalize too much or anything, ive only had a panic attack twice in my life and was trying to recall what it felt like and how i managed it. apologies if misinterpreted anything. thank you for your patience and support 💕

your eyes fly open and your hand clutches at your chest. you lie flat on the bed, blinking rapidly as a tightness in your chest spreads across the expanse of your sternum. it feels like there is a car resting on your chest, hindering your ability to breathe properly, thus making you panic even more.

you try and recall what your therapist said to do when you start recognizing all of the signs, but your brain is too scrambled to even focus on one single technique, so much so that you start to jumble all of them together and make yourself hyperventilate.

blood pounds in your ears and you push yourself up and lean your back against the headboard. you close your eyes momentarily, your throat feeling tight. this didn’t happen often, but lately you’ve started to feel that particular tightness in your chest more frequently before bed. you’ve been able to work through it, to convince yourself that you’re fine, to breathe, and that you’re fine. you should’ve known that could only work for so long, that one day it was going to take the reigns and do a number on you—you just weren’t planning on it being tonight.

he said you could call him whenever, no matter what. you always felt bad calling him while he was busy, especially when he was working. but he always told you you could call him, even if it was to just talk.

you fish around for your phone in the dark, your hands finding it on your nightstand. the bright screen makes you squint, though you find chanyeols number quickly and press call. you place the phone by your ear and listen to it ring and ring, more anxiety creeping over you the longer it trills.

just when you think it’s going to voicemail, chanyeols soft voice sounds through the receiver. “hello?”

“hi, yeol,” you say, chewing on your thumb nail. you hope your voice sounds normal, and not like you’ve been gasping for air and fighting back tears for nearly thirty minutes. “what’s up?”

his deep chuckle makes you slide down your pillows until you’re flat on your back, your grip on the phone tight. “nothing, really. what’s going on with you, baby?” chanyeol asks. you can hear papers rustling and soft music in the back.

you let out a breath and shrug though he can’t see you. “nothing. am i interrupting you?” you ask, rolling onto your side and bringing your knees up to your chest.

“i told you that you can call me whenever,” the answer is yes. you hum and the two of you get quiet, the only thing to be heard is the quiet music on his end and your breathing. you’ve managed to find some semblance of peace compared to how you felt only moments ago. the trick is to distract yourself from what’s really happening, and before you know it, you’ll feel normal again. “are you still there?” he asks, pulling you out of your own head.

“yes, im here,” you reply softly.

“are you having trouble sleeping?” he asks and you bite the inside of your cheek.

“no.”

“y/n,” chanyeol says, his voice accusatory. “it’s okay if you are.” he adds quickly after.

“i just want to hear you, that’s all,” chanyeol makes a sound on the other line as if to say ‘yeah, right’. he’s going to figure you out and you know it, but you don’t want him worrying about you. “i’m not having trouble sleeping.” you say, and you don’t know who you’re trying to convince more, him or yourself.

chanyeol let’s out a breath and looks at the space around him. he’s not near finished, but he knows you, and knows it’s something else. maybe you aren’t having trouble sleeping, but you rarely call him this late and when you do it’s because you need something. “i’m almost done here, i’ll come home soon, okay?” he says, but the moment you hang up he’s jumping in his car.

“okay,” you say, and you two say your goodbyes. you wonder if you’ll be able to fall asleep by the time that he gets here, but you’re too awake now, and too excited to see him.

when chanyeol makes it home, you’re still in bed, rolled over to face the window. he can tell you’re still awake by the way your shoulders move up and down too quickly for you to be knocked out. “baby,” he says, setting his stuff down and slipping off his shoes. chanyeol walks around to your side of the bed and turns on the bedside lamp to look at you. “it’s late.” he says, sitting next to you.

you only shrug and he peers down at you, his eyes squinting as if he’s trying to figure you out. “what?” you question, looking up at him. chanyeol gently places a hand on your cheek, his thumb absentmindedly stroking under your eye.

“were you crying?” he asks quietly, a small frown on his face. you shrug and his frown deepens. “did it happen again?” and by it, he means your panic attacks. he’s known about them as long as he’s known you, experienced them too and has tried to help guide you through.

you dont say yes or no, but your silence is enough of an answer for him. “was it just tonight? or did it happen yesterday?” chanyeol asks, concern evident in his voice.

there is no point in trying to hide or keep this from him, so you decide to be honest. “well, it happened tonight but i’ve been feeling it all week. i’ve just been stressed,” you admit and he sighs. it’s not a coincidence that they’re happening the week he’s busiest and isn’t by your side in bed. it’s not like you can’t sleep without him, but you’ve been stressed lately and when your thoughts start to spiral you can typically roll into him and distract yourself with his closeness, or focus on his heartbeat to distract yourself.

“you need to tell me these things, baby,” chanyeol pleads. he removes his hand from your face and opens up his arms for you to crawl into. he moves so his back is against the headboard and you’re sitting between his legs with your cheek pressed against his chest.

“i dont want you to worry about me,” you say.

“i’m always worrying about you,” he replies, and you snort a little.

“well i don’t want to know that you’re worrying about me. it’s fine—i’m fine.”

chanyeol pets your hair and doesn’t respond. you both know that you’re not fine and that this isn’t going to end well if you don’t do something about it. “i think you should go back to talk to Dr. Choi. at least tell her that you’ve been going through it again,” he suggests. Dr. Choi is your old therapist that you recently stopped seeing. you started feeling like therapy was a waste of time so you stopped going, but it seems like it was the opposite given that you were better managing your anxiety when you were seeing her regularly.

you let out a shaky breath and nod your head. “i’ll call in the morning,” you mutter and chanyeol kisses the top of your head. “thanks for coming home.” you whisper moments later, snuggling deeper into this body.

chanyeol kisses your head again and runs a hand up and down your arm comfortingly. “of course. please keep calling me, even if it really is just to talk. you know i don’t mind—even when i’m busy.” he says softly.

you nod and close your eyes, his embrace and warmth making you feel safe and calm enough to start to doze off.

[onlyswan]

HI ARTTT ive been following you for a longggg time but ive never truly expressed how much I ADORE YOU 🥺🥺 i truly love the way you portray iw!jk and oc’s relationship, the fact that you emphasise on the smallest of details that i would have brushed over, its so amazing to read like seriously everytime i read your works i get so inspired (im a fellow jk writer here on tumblr too!) and i always come back to read your fics to admire how good you are at writing ☹️❤️

in fact, whenever im feeling demotivated or procrastinating to get my school work done, i always try and find those small moments in your fics where oc is STUDYING HARD! and being a hardworker like she is ❤️ everytime i open my textbook i think about that one drabble where oc has a highlighter and her textbook and i always tell remind myself of iw!oc 🥺

anyways just wanted to come here and express my love for YOU AND YOUR CHARACTERS OMGDHSHSHSH i love everything u publish so much ❤️

HIII WHY ARE YOU THE SWEETEST CUTEST LOVELIEST ANONIE 🥹🥹🥹

thank you so muuuuch my fellow jk writer for finally dropping by. it’s so nice to see you in my inbox, especially after a tiring week :") i feel much more energized and motivated because of your kind words <3

OH MY GOSH ☹️ it’s really sooooo cool to see how loved oc is. hehe this might be one of the best things i’ve managed to make happen in this lifetime. i hope oc can continue to be a source of comfort and inspiration. thank you so much for thinking of them so fondly !!!! 🥺🩷

OMG STOP IM GONNA CRYSHDHHSDDH I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU <333

[husbandhoshi]

Hiii! I just wanted to drop by on here and say that your writing just blows my mind like crazy!!!! I’ve been on and off writing for quite a while now and for many fandoms so that also means i’ve read a lot of works across diff years, platforms and fandoms but your writing is truly special and unlike any i’ve read before. EPL had me HOOKED I read it again the moment i finished reading it the first time! 🥰 It was just such a beautiful read that you’ve honestly inspired me to start my own svt writing blog (published my first one today yay!). So yeah… just wanted to let you know this because i hope you never lose your spark. Even on days where you feel like it is, may it never burn out because your writing in EPL has singlehandedly inspired me to get back to writing and publish them. I’m very much willing to bet i’m not the only you’ve inspired here too ✨ Ok that’s all, just wanted to send some love. I hope you’re doing well, Lily 🤍

THIS IS SOOOOOOOO SWEET OF YOU…… it made my entire night my day my week my month. it truly means so much to me that you enjoyed it so much and that ////i//// inspired YOU???? that’s so crazy and i will never not be floored by that 🥹 im so happy you’re restarting your writing journey and i can’t wait to see what you write !!!

[thisdreamplace]

Hi dream. I feel everything that you said. Things flow naturally. After I stopped with the kpop idol desire… I feel so much better. Tbh, I would force it onto myself. “Come on, they’re better than you so you need to want things that are better than you. If you can get it, you are worthy” I can tell how much it pulled from my energy. Trying to make myself desirable for others. Through that, I found my true desires. I recognized that lots of my desires were rooted in how other people would view me. But I do not care. I may not have manifested it yet, but it still feels better. I feel lighter with my true desires.

Although things are rough, the little progress still feels better. Like I can’t truly explain it, but despite the negative, I just let it flow. I cry. I get sad. I get angry. But a part of me feels okay because life is worth going for. There are so many possibilities.

When you made the post about taking an indefinite break, it was such a coincidence because that morning and I wanted to leave social media. I truly needed to focus on me so I left that day too. I haven’t checked manifestation tumblr since then. I just so happened to get up here and saw you were back.

I’ve decided to take another break again and I hope (I will) I come back and update you on how life got so much better. I’m not sure how long I’ll be off social media but I can tell my body & mind crave for me to focus on myself for a while.

I’m going to listen to and learn about myself. Right now, I’m going to do some yoga and watch my actual tv (for some reason watching an actual television is such a valuable experience for me😂)

Talk to you when I come back, dream! And I hope when I’m back, you’ll be surrounded by peace as well. 🩵

- 😵‍💫 anon

hiii <3

ahh thats such a trap. sometimes we dont even really want that specific desire, we just stay so attached to it bc we start to see it as a way to prove to ourselves that we're this or that. i'm glad youre feeling lighter by just following your heart and what is true to you, not what's satisfying to your ego <3

i'm glad youre just listening to yourself right now, flowing alongside yourself even in the heavier moments. and i'm excited for you to take a step back and use your time for yourself entirely. <3 i'm excited for what you'll have to share when you return !

also, thats funny bc im the same way ???? i LOVE watching an actual tv. it's just so cozy and comforting for me lolllll

anyway,, thank you 🥹💛 talk to you soon ! <3

[yukinyaminyato]

HEY HEY how is your week going!! I don't know how to bring this up without it being weird but it seems like you're struggling a bit recently so I hope this week is going a lot better for you because you deserve it!! And if not then uhhh have some flowers <3 🌺🪻🪷

HIII omg im so sorry im replying to this 2 weeks later i forgot that i hadn't answered to this ask 😭😭 like i remember seeing the notif and being like "aww 🥺🥹💕" but i was busy at the moment and just. didn't answer aaajhdsjsdk........

anyways it's been good!!! <33 doing much better than i was around the time u sent this bc back then i felt so anxious bc i had just finished the semester and essay writing had been horrible and i was under a lot of stress abt my student exchange ending etc etc. but yeah i survived & it's all ok. even though i'm already a bit sad bc my flight home is in a little over a week & ik i'll miss the friends ive made in italy so so much but everything will surely be alright 🥹 at least i hope so.

thank u for the flowers and being so sweet 💜💜 it's always nice to see that somebody cares ;-; hope you've had a good week so far as well ‧₊˚✩彡

[sohnric]

just wanted to pop in and say that you posted millennium bug last year on my birthday, and even though I was not following you back then YOU LITERALLY WROTE IT FOR ME IT WAS A PRESENT FOR ME muahah

but anywho, I love millennium buggg UGH and I love eric AND I LVOE YOU TUMBLR USER SOHNRICCCC I love your writing 😞😞😞😞😞😞 I am also a huge plot twist enjoyer and I love the gold star and plot twist crossover moment this is my multiverse of madness

thankyou for your services towards tbzblr (and enha, svt, and nctblr ‼️) we love you 🦅🦅🦅

also may I be 🪿 anon

oh my god!!! happy birthday in advance dear anon !!! 🤍 AHAHAA FEEL FREE TO CLAIM THE FIC AS YOUR PRESENT ‼️ its lowkey one of my favorites ive ever put out hihi🩷

eric is literally my soulmate and the loml so i feel you😔😔 i think my love for him shines through in my writing like the DELUSION... it does wonders sometimes. I LOVE YOU TOO ANON !!!@ omg plot twist is lowkey so iconic like i may sound narcissistic when i say this but i like that fic sm. I really just make sunwoo the most annoying i can whenever i write for him 😭😭 my hobby is putting fics into universes and not telling anyone so im glad u caught that hihihi🩷🩷

thank you so much for this ask and ur support !!! glad i am doing something for the ppl 😭😭‼️ altho im slacking when it comes to nctblr and svtblr lately..

and omg ofc!! 🥹 i dont get anons often (the last one turned into my long distance friend would u believe that),, so this is exciting hhhhh hiii !!!

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i loved the scene where oc told lucy abt everything!!! like oc was so ready to break up with him but lucy was like wait a minuteeee why don’t u talk to him first ☝🏽🤓 also i love jungkook so i am blindly putting my faith in him that he will do the right thing…….whatever that is 🤡 lowkey im expecting him to say it back or not say it and instead smthn like im not yet there but almost??? idrk i feel like hes learned so much already being with oc and he has made some mistakes here and there and i think hes brave enough to face their relationship head on bc oc gave him that strength and courage by confessing first! butttttt idk tessa u write angst that makes me cry so im also preparing myself for the worst 🥹😂

hiii <333 aaaah I'm so glad you loved it!! it was such a cute moment, wasn't it? even tho it was sad bc oc was reminiscing. I particularly loved writing the bits about her being sooo close to giving up on love and then THERE COMES JIMIN 😩 pls I love them! also, I get u. I'm always putting my blind faith on him I love him so much. and gaaaahhh I wish I could answer to every single thing you said but I'd be giving you spoilers!! all I'll say is that I am SO excited for u to read the rest of the story so all your questions will be answered!! alsooooo do know that if u do end up crying I am hugging u in spirit <3333 iluuuu xo

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Hiii!! Im back with more SitH questions since it’s practically my brain at this point 🥲. I think if I remember correctly, at the start of the story Colt suggested that y/n should join the warrior candidacy program. Do you think colt ever looks back on it and regret it? (Honestly, I feel like he does it’s just I’m not completely aware of the extents of his regret)

Also early in the story, y/n’s mom is said to have connections to the Eldian group Grisha was running which makes me wonder whether Zeke knew her or had seen her when he was younger. And if he had, was he surprised to see a mini version of her (y/n) in the candidacy program?

Also, you know how Eren cried to Armin about Mikasa moving on from him too quickly? I wonder if in Friedrich’s final moments he hoped y/n and colt would at least never forget him and grieve for him a little 😞😞 (I feel like if he did have those thoughts during his final moments he’d probably feel bad for wanting such things)

And finally, does general magath feel guilty for Friedrich’s death? It seems that he’s grown a bit affectionate for the candidates in the outline. (Bro was so nice to them after Merimark 🥹)

hiii dear!! i am here to answer your questions dw 💖

yes colt is the one who convinced her to join!!! he definitely does regret it because it completely ruined her and her mental state but i think somewhere very very dark and twisted deep within him, he’s a little happy because he knows that he would’ve died a million times over without her. i do not think he acknowledges this even to himself ofc!! but like i’ve said before colt is definitely aware of how dangerous y/n is and i think as much as he hates what has happened to her, he knows that it happened and he is the teensiest bit glad that such a potent weapon is on his side. not that he dehumanizes her or anything but when you’re in such a survival-of-the-fittest type of scenario constantly it’s almost impossible to NOT feel grateful for someone who seems to have it all figured out (even if we as the readers know how horrible y/n’s mental state is and how little she knows what she’s doing). y/n and her ideas represent to the candidates/marley what levi represents to the scouts/watchers of aot: kind of a breath of relief, like “oh okay they’re here, the characters will make it out alright” even in the most dire of situations. i think it’s my fav part of her development!! she went from the weakest candidate to far and away the most important/strongest just because of her intelligence

yes zeke did know her!! she was probably one of the few who was generally nice to him when he was younger but he didn’t know her super well just because he was young. i think he probably imagined y/n became a candidate for the same reasons that colt did so he probably wasn’t super surprised tbh.

i’ve mentioned it before but i do think friedrich sacrificing himself was a much an excuse for him to die as it was for marley and y/n. he grows more and more suicidal as time goes on, so i think he was just glad to be the one who got to go first. he probably pitied y/n and colt for being left behind, but in a sense him dying is the first thing he did for himself!! so he’d feel more guilty about that than anything. i think that unlike eren, friedrich knows that the depth of his bonds w y/n and colt will make it impossible for them NOT to mourn him, so he feels worse that he’s going to put them through that to save himself from feeling it for the almost thirteen years that he’d be a titan without them.

wellll general magath is definitely nicER after merimark but you still very much get the sense that he views the candidates as resources. y/n NEVER stops hating him until the moment he dies!! he’s kinder but i think it’s more like he’s realized that if he treats them poorly they’re going to burn out and destroy themselves than any kind of genuine affection. i think gabi and falco were able to forgive him in the show because they were younger and hadn’t gone through quite as much at his/the program’s hands. remember this is the man who pressed a pistol against baby friedrich’s head and forced him to shoot a prisoner of war, as well as the one who threatened y/n’s family if she (a literal TEENAGER) couldn’t come up with a way to destroy athyae (which actual military officials were unable to do!!). when friedrich dies, he views it as a loss of a potent resource, and i think it weighs on him in the sense that he wonders how it reflects on him almost??? like it’s not “oh i’m sad that this teenage boy i’ve known for years just died”, it’s “oh this teenage boy died on MY ORDERS, will i go to hell for this??” his empathy is largely self-interested, and by the time he starts to “redeem” himself during battle of heaven and earth it is way way too late for him to ever be forgiven by y/n + colt

[ningningsdream]

hiii i was the anon who told u i'll be seeing dreamies too last 29th and 30th, unfortunately chenle wasn't there :( but no one covered his parts and just played his voice so his presence was still really felt.

TDS2 IS SOOO FUN THE BOYS ARE SO GOOD AND IT LOOKS LIKE THEY REALLY ENJOYED TOO 😩💙 i was noticed by jaemin too, he responded to my big half heart and pointed at me during the start of ANL 😭 but i wasn't able to record it cuz i was just feeling the moment and now im trying to find fancams of it 🥲

anw, im loving TVIYS more and moreee im so looking forward to how it will go (but pls pls pls jaemin y/n end game + i hope jiwoo would just disappear SKSJSJS)

OMG HIIII!!!

yes, i saw for chenle 💔 i hope he is resting well

omg that's so great!!! lucky youuuu! omg 🥹 you enjoyed it 100% irl which is so much better but i do hope you find someone who filmed it 💚 did you get any merch? did you go alone?

haha thank you!! im glad you still enjoy tviys and thank for coming back and updating me on the concert!!! i can't believe it passed already, i felt like you told me about it like yesterday 🥹

[hongcherry]

hiii! just wanna let u know that im truly IN LOVE w ur spiderman!jungkook series, been re-reading so many times cus i miss the couple sm 🥹💜 will be posting any spidey koo n yn drabble/fic in the near future esp some smut/angst? hehe 👀

hope u hve a great weekend!! 🥰💜💜💜

I'm so honored by this message!!! Thank you for all the support. I'm glad you enjoy my writing enough to read my stories multiple times.

Tbh, I don't have much motivation to write at the moment, but since I graduated, hopefully, I can get back into it soon! I miss the couple, and I still have ideas for SBaFL I'd like to bring to life.

Thank you again for this lovely message. 🥰 I hope your week is starting off great.

[wonwoosthetic]

Oh my gosh!!! I love the profiles for Amour girls. It’s so detailed and well written. It now adds an extra layer of understanding to IFILWYOAT and I’m seriously loving it! 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

The part about Genie auditioning for KWS while thinking it’s Cube had be laughing so hard. She might be my favourite at the moment haha 🤭🥺

Quick question, you mentioned Yerim and Genie both are outspoken and they speak to other idols. Do they have other idol close friends other than Seungkwan?

Also I’m really curious about their fashion. Like Haru has more tomboy style. What about the other girls?

And just quick fyi for Yerims profile, you forgot to mention who in Sistar she looks like. Sorry I just noticed and I thought I should let you know.

IM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG MESSAGE🫣 I was really looking forward to this ever since you mentioned you would make Amour into OC since I really liked their story in IFILWYOAT. 😅

Thanks for taking the time to do this 😬💘🥰

Hiii,

Thank you!!!🤭�� I hope that they won’t just stay as a group for the series though, but that they will also have their own series (if others are interested and request for the group of course🤗)

It seemed like something she would do😂 And it’s so cute that you already have a favourite, that makes me really happy, thank you!!🤍🤍🤍

Yes, of course!! I’m currently editing the friends list of each individual member, uploading it in a bit🤗 it won’t be full because I don’t want to give too many relationship away but let you read who they meet throughout their own storyline (like I did with my OC Minnie)

Oh, I didn’t even think that their style would be interesting, but I will do a post for each member on that! Thank you for the idea♥️👏🏼♥️

Thank you for seeing that, i really appreciate people pointing out things I may have overlooked🤗 never hold back to tell me stuff like that!! For this one I decided to keep it with Sistar in general, as she doesn’t have a favourite who she looks up to in that group☺️

NEVER EVER APOLOGISE FOR LONG MESSAGES!! I literally LIVE for them😫 I love them so much, I love reading about every single one of your thoughts!!! It’s so interesting to me and it makes me a better writer and write even more!!🥹♥️

Thank you for the support and thank you for being so excited for them!! I can’t wait to show you their story in detail (outside of the IFILWYOAT series🥰🥰)

Thank YOU for taking your time to read my stuff🤍🤍🤍🤍