#so thats what i did instead of being awake today

[fridgevespidae]

i have awokenn ... but it is. 7 at night .

[starbright349]

Beautiful Angel (Adam X Female Angel Reader)

In the celestial realms of Heaven, where ethereal beauty and eternal joy abound, lived Adam, the first man, and his heavenly bride, (Y/N). Their love was a reflection of divine grace, a union that transcended time itself. Today marked a special occasion—the anniversary of their celestial marriage.

(Y/N) woke up early, her luminous wings fluttering with excitement. She decided to surprise Adam with his favorite breakfast, a celestial feast that radiated with the essence of love. The aroma of ambrosial delights filled the air as she floated through the heavenly abode, preparing the breakfast with celestial ingredients.

She wasn't worried too much. She had left a lot of small hints about their anniversary for the past few days, so Adam wouldn't forget.

As the sun began to cast its golden rays across the heavenly realm, (Y/N) glanced at the mirror and decided to add a touch of celestial charm to her appearance. She decided to wear her favorite outfit that had her favorite colors on it. With a subtle touch of makeup that accentuated her otherworldly beauty, she felt ready to captivate Adam's heart once more.

Downstairs in the kitchen, (Y/N) placed the heavenly spread on a table adorned with flowers that emanated a fragrance only found in paradise. The aroma wafted through the air, and the anticipation of their anniversary celebration filled her with joy.

Feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness, Adam ascended from their bedroom to the kitchen. "Morning babe." Adam yawned with sleepy eyes as he walked to his wife. "Good morning, Adam." (Y/N) and planted a kiss on his cheek. He smiled softly and went to take his seat that table. Once his eyes were adjusted to being awake. Adam noticed his favorite breakfast on the table.

"Whoa, you made my favorite? What's the occasion?" Adam knew that you only severed his favorite breakfast on special occasions... or when you really, really wanted something. "Oh, no occasion, just wanted to make something special for my special husband."

(Y/N) smiled and fluttered her eyes at Adam, but all he did was shrug his shoulders and dug into his breakfast. Prior to this day, (Y/N) had been dropping hints for days, hoping that Adam wouldn't forget their special day.

As they both ate together, talking about random things. (Y/N) didn't bring up the topic of anniversary's since she wanted to see what would happen if she just let the day happen and not make anything happen.

Once Adam was done with his breakfast, he placed his dishes in the sink and washed them off. "I wish I could stay here longer babe, but I gotta get to Sera, she needs something important. I don't fuckin know I wasn't paying attention." (Y/N) looked at Adam with a little disappointment, "Aww, but you've been working with Sera for weeks, and I was hoping you would clear you schedule today. I wanted to spend some time with you."

Adam gave (Y/N) a smile and walked up to and lead to her level. "I know baby, but Sera needs this, according to her 'I need to do my part, in my Heavenly responsibilities." Adam said trying to imamate Sera, but it was really bad. "I'll be home in a few hours." Adam kissed her forehead and flew upstairs to get ready.

Sighed disappointedly and picked up the leftover dishes on the table and put them in the sink, but she had hope that Adam was going to do something special for her when he came down stairs.

As (Y/N) was cleaning up breakfast, Adam was about to walk out the door. "Later babe." Thats all he said before a shut the door and flew away. He didn't even say 'I love you.' or 'Happy Anniversary.'

Now instead of feeling sad, she felt angry and sad. She had a whole day planned for them, after breakfast (Y/N) wanted to their favorite cafe for their favorite trats and drinks, then go to the park where they had their first date. It was a picnic date, then they would come home and watch the first movie they watched together, and after words. (Y/N) would make Adam his favorite food, ribs, and maybe some nightly action in the bedroom. ;)

Having these feelings inside her, jumble up into a big mess. She fell to her knees and cried. (Y/N) didn't know why, maybe it was because he forgot, or because she thought that Adam didn't love as much anymore.

Either way, she was still very upset at Adam.

*A few Hours Later*

The whole day, until nightfall. (Y/N) spent crying or feeling sorry for herself and her marriage. She remembers how things were so much simpler then when they first got married, Adam used to make time for her and only her.

He would always shower her in love, attention, and affection. As she would do the same thing to him. But with these past few weeks, and Adam disappearing for hours, gone for entire nights even. (Y/N) feared that her and Adam's marriage was dying.

As she was on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her, watching the movie that her and Adam were meant to watch together. The door suddenly opened to reveal Adam, with a smile on his face that used to make (Y/N) melt, but instead she saw it as a stupid boy look.

"Hey babe." Adam said and walked up to (Y/N) to leaned down to kiss her. But the damage was done, and (Y/N) felt a wave of frustration wash over her as she pushed his face back with her hand. "Piss of Adam." (Y/N) said, clearly annoyed.

Adam looked at (Y/N) in confusion but he changed the look on his face. "Look (Y/N), I know that is short notice and your pissed off at me for something. But I really need you to and get dressed for an event." (Y/N) looked at with her 'death stare.' More annoyed than ever that Adam not only forgot their anniversary but also had the audacity to ask her to an event, possible one that would make him look better.

"I would rather choke on a sandpaper cock than do that, but then again. Being married to you, there really is no difference since you are quite a dick yourself." (Y/N) said as put on half on the blanket on her head for warmth.

"Babe listen, the clock is ticking here, and we don't have much time. So, I need you to get dressed right now." "Piss off!" (Y/N) said while filling her husband off. At the point, Adam was getting really annoyed with his wife's actions, he walked and stood in front of her, then tore the blanket off (Y/N) and leaned Infront of her face. "I am giving you one more chance wifey. Go and get ready for the event, otherwise I'll make you."

(Y/N) stood up and stared at Adam for a moment before she slapped him.

Adam held his face for a few seconds before he grabbed her waist and picked her up and put her on his shoulder. "Adam what are you-" "Sorry babe, but we don't have a lot of time." Adam said while holding (Y/N) tightly as she struggled and yelled. Adam led (Y/N) out of the house and flew away.

*A few minutes later*

Adam had taken (Y/N) to a dark spot in Heaven, she didn't care where she was, she wanted to get out of Adam's grip. Once Adam landed on the ground, he finally put (Y/N) down after what seemed like hours but it actually 15-20 minutes' worth of flying.

(Y/N) landed hard on her ass, but once she got up, she started scolding Adam, as he had a stupid smile on his face, almost like a smirk. "What the fuck Adam?! If you couldn't tell already, I'm very pissed at you. And you wanna know why? It's because you forgot our-"

Before (Y/N) could finish her sentence, the lights suddenly turned on to reveal a bunch of her and Adam's friends dressed up, fairy lights, a bunch of her and Adam's favorite food and alcohol on a table in one corner and a stage.

"Surprise!" Everyone said. (Y/N) covered her mouth in shock, finally figuring out what was going on. Adam still had that smile on his face as he leaned down. "Happy anniversary babe." He said and kissed (Y/N)'s cheek, she then turned her head to him. "You did all this for me?"

Adam nodded and snaped his fingers that changed (Y/N)'s outfit into a beautiful dress, transformed her hair into her favorite style, and gave her some light makeup on her face. "No-one else but for you. You're my angel (Y/N), and I love you." (Y/N) smiled at her outfit and Adam's beautiful words. She jumped up and hugged him then kissed his lips.

Adam wanted to take a step further and decided to dip (Y/N) in the process. Their clapped and cheered for the couple. Once they pulled away, (Y/N) whispered to her husband. "I'm sorry for slapping you." "And I'm sorry for dragging you out of the house like that." They both chuckled and had one more kiss.

*A few more hours later*

(Y/N) and Adam were having a great time at their party, some friends giving them gifts, others sharing funny stories about them before/after they got married.

As (Y/N) talking to one of her friends, Adam stood up on the stage. Grabbing everyone's attention; including (Y/N)'s.

"This is my biggest gift for my beautiful wife, I love you (Y/N)."

(Adam): Hey. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel.

(Y/N) walked slowly to the stage with a look of shock on her face.)

(Adam): Love your imperfections, every angle. Tomorrow comes and goes before you know. So, I just had to let you know.

(Adam pulls (Y/N) on stage and held one of her hands.)

(Adam): The way that Gucci look on you amazing.

(He then twirls (Y/N) around making her back face him, as he slides his free hand up her back)

(Adam): But nothing can compare to when you're naked.

(Y/N) blushes and turns around to playfully slap his hand away from her)

(Adam): Now a backwood and some Henny got you faded. Saying you the one for me, I need to face it.

(Adam starts walking around (Y/N) while giving that look that made her melt again.)

(Adam): Started when we were younger. Swear to God that I loved her. Sorry that your mom found out.

(Y/N) tried to hide her red face.)

(Adam): Guess that we just really had the thunder. Ain't nobody else that I'd be under. Beautiful, beautiful life right now. Beautiful, beautiful night right now. No no nooooo.

(Adam removed (Y/N)'s hands from her face and put his hand underneath her chin to make her look him)

(Adam): Hey. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel. Love your imperfections, every angle.

(Adam brushed some hair behind (Y/N)'s ear as they both stared into each other's eyes)

(Adam): Tomorrow comes and goes before you know. So, I just had to let you know.

(Adam leaned into kiss (Y/N) on the lips again, but she stopped him, took the microphone from his hand.)

(Y/N): Oh, my God, where did the time go? I wish the hours would go slow, how is it 6 a.m?

(Y/N) started to dance seductively Infront of Adam, not caring about the other angels watching her.)

(Y/N): Your touch is heaven-sent. Beautiful, beautiful sight right now. Beautiful, beautiful life right now.

(Y/N) came close to Adam as she continued dancing.)

(Y/N): Got the angels singin' ooh-ah, right now like (ooh-ah). And this is why we got to touch (ah). Sometimes words are not enough (no)

(Y/N) put her finger up to her tongue and licked it, making sure to have some saliva on it)

(Y/N): Painted in your golden kiss. Honey dripping from your lips.

(Y/N) wiped her saliva covered finger on something that wasn't her dress.)

(Y/N): I thank God and my lucky stars. Darling, don't you know what you are?

(Y/N) fluttered her eyes at Adam, who was blushing but also smiling.)

(Y/N): Yeah, baby, you are. ~

(Adam put his one of hands on (Y/N)'s waist as she put one of her hands on his neck, and they both held the microphone together.)

(Adam/(Y/N): Hey (hey, baby). Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel (ooh).

(Adam and (Y/N) began to dance romantically, Adam even spinning (Y/N) in the air.)

(Adam/(Y/N): Love your imperfections, every angle (oh, no, yeah). Tomorrow comes and goes before you know (you know). So, I just had to let you know.

(Adam and (Y/N) continued to dance with each other, not taking their eyes off each other.)

(Adam/(Y/N): The way that Gucci look on you, amazin'. But nothing can compare to when you're naked.

(Adam and (Y/N) let go of each other for a moment before they clanged on to each other again.)

(Adam/(Y/N): Tomorrow comes and goes before you know. So, I just had to let you know (ah-ah, yeah). I just had to let you know. Swear to God, you're beautiful, yeah.

(Adam and (Y/N) started into each other's eyes again, before Adam dipped (Y/N) again and they both shared a passionate kiss.)

*End of the song*

Adam and (Y/N) continued to kiss each other until the claps and cheers of their friends interrupted them, they pulled away and looked at the audience for a moment before looking at each other again.

They both couldn't contain their laughter and put their foreheads together. "Thank you, Adam." "Your welcome babe." they stayed quiet for a moment. Before she spoke.

"I have your present back at home. And you get to unwrap it in bed, if you know what I mean."

(Y/N) winked at Adam. And once he heard that, he smiled.

"Oh, fuck yes."

[dronebiscuitbat]

Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 42)

The next few days were spent filling out paperwork, taking a few cognitive tests, and answering questions N was sure Khan already knew. Despite that, Khan had assured him multiple times that this was purely procedure, and he essentially had the job.

It was also spent worrying… each time he came home he'd been drawn to his girlfriend like a moth to a particularly purple flame, as soon as he was in range to hear her core, that warm haze would overtake him, and when he came back to his senses, he was already holding her no matter where she was, a chair, the couch, taking a nap, it did not matter.

It made sense… he loved her. He wanted to be close and it wasn't the closeness that worried him. It was the fact he wouldn't even remember how he ended up there that was the problem, he was walking through the doorway one moment, and curled up tightly against her the next.

He wasn't sure she remembered either, she would often seem to jolt “awake” around the same time as he did, then they'd look at each other, confused.

It was like a mandated cuddle session, and he didn't exactly mind, but some control over when and where would be great, thank you.

“So everything seems to be in order, last thing we need to do is put you through our basic training.” Khan’s voice finally cut through the TV static that was N's thoughts, all of his eyes suddenly focused on the man, which seemed to immediately trip Khan up, even if he wasn't consciously aware of the fact N had seven eyes.

“Basic Training?” He asked, quirking up an eyebrow, wasn't that reserved for stuff like the military?

“Yes! The WDF does more than watch over doors! We're the defacto police force for the colony, we keep an eye on everything! And we need to make sure you're in tip-top physical condition.”

Khan looked N up and down.

“And I tried to tell everyone it was functionally pointless… considering, but everyone wants to see you put through your paces, so thats what were going to do today!”

“Well, okay! I love doing anything?” N agreed, much like he did most of everything in his life, but he wasn't confident, wasn't this normally pretty hard?

“Great!”

Ten Minutes Later…

N was actually… kinda impressed at the obstacle course the WDF had for training, it had a climbing wall, a barbed wire crawl, tire steps, and a rope shimmy. Everything all about enhancing motor control and maneuverability, since strength and speed can't really be improved when you're made out of steel and hydraulic.

The room he'd been lead to was huge, the ceiling curving in a dome shape above them. A group of 20 or so people were on benches not too far away, all wearing WDF badges on different parts of their clothing. Khan led him to the starting line with a clipboard and a timer, looking excited himself.

“Alright! There is a benchmark of three minutes that you have to beat. But that should be no problem for you.”

“Ah… I have wings, should I…?”

“Oh! Yes it's probably best if you… refrain. Just to make it fair.”

Alright, no wings then.

He was nervous, genuinely. He'd never been through actual training before strangly enough. He'd just been… pre-programmed. Or re-programmed, with combat protocols innately.

While he was hunting, combat came naturally almost on autopilot, every sense heightened, reflex sharpened. He'd never enjoyed it, but he'd never had to think about it very hard either.

So, when it came to actually navigating through the course, he wasn't sure if he could without putting himself in ‘hunting mode’.

“Are you ready, son-in-law?”

He rolled his eyes before nodding, he got in a sprinters stance, surely this wouldn't be too hard right?

“Go!”

He shot off, legs beating underneath him as he came up to the tire steps, it felt strange, being bound to the ground instead of flying, and he felt way more clumsy this way then normal… oh well.

His systems charted the path for him, and his legs moved without putting in much conscious effort, then it was on to the barbed wire.

What once was a silent room seemed to fill with murmurs as he went, he threw himself onto his belly and scrambled underneath, he could feel the wire digging into the back of his coat, but he didn't slow down even as he started to sink into the mud.

He emerged out the other side filthy, but now came time to scale the wall, he had to will away the instinctual way his wings wanted to come out, he took a moment to pause, it was a sheer wooden wall, sanded down to remove any grooves or notches to climb up.

This was for workers.

How would a worker get over this?

How would Uzi get over this?

He took several steps backwards, taking a deep breath as his systems calculated his jump.

He got a running start as he pounced on the wall, and kept running, every servo in her legs keeping him upright as he ran up the wall and grabbed the top of it, before hoisting himself up. Murmurs turned to a few tentative cheers.

The final challenge, was a rope shimmy from the top of the wall to the finish line, he could jump down from this height no problem, but at this point, a part of him wanted to prove himself to both Khan and the rest of the WDF that he didn't need his “upgrades” to do this.

He wrapped himself around the rope, tail included, his weight had the rope sag and bend more then intended, which was an extra challenge as he climbed down, turned upside down.

At this point, he heard several whoops from the benches, making him smile despite the fact that his joints were getting a little sore from how quickly he'd been moving, he quickly shimmied down until he hit the final sprint to the finish line, where once again he put every once of power into his legs as he took off in a dead sprint, before he reached the finish line, where he had to dig his claws into the ground to slow down.

He panted, feeling his vents take in air so hard it was producing a low whine, his hands gripped his knees, he was muddy and gross and sweaty (why do robots sweat?!) And his breath was ragged, but he felt a hand slap his back.

“A minute fifteen! New record!” Khan said happily, looking like he had stars in his eyes, N smiled, his hair falling into his visor.

It was abundantly clear that his body had not been designed for anything but ambushing and flying, a more “death from above” then a persistence predator, because his joints were currently screaming “what the heck did you just do?!” at him. He wanted to sit down now…

“Great! U-uggh.” Khan led him over to a chair where he instantly collapsed in it, throwing his head back and not quite caring he was still covered in mud.

“Wow, that was kinda impressive.” A voice said, they were young whoever they were, a masculine voice that sounded like your typical dude-bro at the beach.

“Mm. Thanks.” N didn't have the energy to say anything else, thankfully he was quickly recovering.

Although he might recover faster if he could get a little bit of oil… he had brought it with him.

He put a hand in his pocket and fumbled with the container hidden there, the guy next to him continued speaking.

“N right? I'm Guy, I was the newest recruit before you. My time was 2:15.”

“Doesn't sound bad!” N replied, this guy was friendly at least, he could always get behind that.

He quickly took out his container and took a long gulp, the oil hitting his systems, immediately he felt better, his joints relaxing and his core settling, he sighed as he brought it away from his mouth, his long tongue coming to lick his lips from the access.

Huh… Guy had fallen real quiet all of the sudden

N looked back at the drone who'd been speaking to him, who's red eyes had gone hollow and his mouth slightly agape, N lifted an eyebrow before realizing why, he looked down at his container, slightly stained with oil, being quite obvious what was in it.

“Oh uh. Sorry… just started getting a little warm.” N tried to explain with a smile on his face, trying to be friendly but also succeeding in flashing his now oil-covered fangs.

Guy gulped.

“I-um yeah dude. N-no problem, guess you gotta kick the craving s-somehow.’

N looked confused for a moment.

“It's not really a craving, I just need it so I don't overheat.” He laughed nervously, sensing how tense the air had gotten. “Boiling in your own shell’s not fun.”

Guy was switching between curiosity and fear, tentatively, he seemed to choose between the two.

“What- what does it taste like?” He asked, still stammering but clearly not nearly as put off by it as before.

“The oil? Uh, sweet, this batch is a little earthy I guess, but that depends on where I get it from.”

The stuff in his container right now was actually from the nursery, it didn't taste nearly as metallic as oil from already living (or dead, he guessed) drones, instead having a more earthy, rounded taste.

He kinda preferred it honestly, plus, no one died for it.

“This is from the nursery, my girlfriend picked it up for me when she went for our daughter.”

Guy seemed to relax further.

“Oh, so it's not… you know?”

“N-no, I haven't killed anyone in… months.” He probably didn't need to add that last part, but he felt the need to defend himself, he really wished that people would stop looking at him and seeing… a monster. Even if he couldn't really blame them.

“Cool. Cool.” Guy replied awkwardly, before it seemed he had another question on his mind.

“How's that work?”

“How does what work?”

“You and a worker drone, is she like… pfft, okay?”

N… suddenly didn't like where this was going.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Well, I mean, she's a worker drone right? Don't you have like… murdery instincts? Damn, if she can handle you, she's gotta be a freak in the sheets.”

N felt something white hot broil inside him until it's vitriol was bubbling in his throat, his hand twitched, and he just barely kept a feral growl from escaping his mouth.

“I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk about Uzi that way.” He said, dripping with politeness even as his tail was slowly coiling like a snake, ready to sting the nosy drone if he didn't leave soon.

“Oh shit! Doorman? Damn I knew she was a freak, just didn't know it went that deep!” Guy laughed, N's eye twitched.

Kill him!Kill him! He's a threat! Kill him!

No. No. Don't kill him, do not kill him, you don't like killing, he's not being threatening, he's just being gross.

You must protect them! He speaks of her like she is not yours, kill him! Before he becomes a threat to the kit, to Uzi!

He closed his eyes, clenching his fist before letting his anger roll out of his mouth. Even so he still vibrated with it, unable to truly let it all wash over him.

He'd never felt more angry in his life.

“Guy. Do not talk about her like that.” He was far more firm the second time, his tail was fully coiled, pointed directly at the drones jugular although he didn't seem to notice.

“Ah right. Sorry, sorry, shouldn't talk about another dude's girl like that. My bad.” Guy lifted both his hands, clearly trying to appease him, N would feel more appeased if the man left him alone, preferably on another planet it possible.

“Guy! Get your ass over here before the new guy snaps your neck!” Another member of the WDF called him over, before the man in a yellow hard hat and pink eyelights made his way over to him.

“Sorry, Guy doesn't know when to shut his servo. I'm Hal, what did he say to you that got you looking like murder?”

“I'd… rather not repeat it. He insulted my girlfriend.”

“Oooh, he's lucky it wasn't me, if he'da insulted Reida I woulda rung his scrawny neck.” The drone had a fake, but beautiful beard attached to his face, it was brown, along with is decently long hair.

“Reida?”

“My wife.”

“Ah.”

“Your names N right? or is that a nickname for something?” He asked, he was rather blunt, but nothing about the drone was threatening, he was a boxier, thicker worker model, betraying his age to be closer of that to Khan’s.

“It's Serial Designation N, technically, but just N please.”

“Righto! Glad to have ya! Khan’s talked a lot about you!” His hand came to slap roughly on N's back, it was strong enough to rock him forward slightly and send mud flying in all directions.

“Really?”

“Aye, er well, he's talked nonstop about his grandaughter, and you come up too.”

“That… makes more sense.”

“That means you're with his daughter right? Uzi?”

“That's her.”

“Guy better watch it then, if Khan hears that he's gonna blow a gasket. An so will I to be frank, that girl don't need anymore grief.”

N liked Hal more the longer he talked, he also sounded like a dwarf from one of those movies he and Uzi watched… Lord of the Rings?

“Thank you. I didn't actually want to hurt him.” N said, sighing, he wanted to cover his visor with his hands; but then he'd just get his visor smudgy.

“Yeah ya did.”

“Uh-”

“Don't sweat it kid. We've all been there. Though…”

“Hmm?”

“My Reida woulda kicked his ass first! Hah!”

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[the-s1lly-corner]

C, I, K, L Q and Z for Jax plz? 👀

Fluff Alphabet w/ Jax! (1)

as of writing this i only have this request and one more!! i didnt think i would be able to catch up them all when i woke up this morning, but ive been killin it today i guess! yahoo! Im still taking requests but after this and the next ill take another short break to stretch my legs and recharge my brain !!

CUDDLING- if you read the caine alphabet, i believe i mention that caine would wrap his arms and legs around you and trap you (at least i did, im p sure i did but im too tired to check)

well, jax does that to you, pretty much, but hes a lot more stubborn about letting you go and wants to see you squirm and fight for your freedom... so good luck if you had anything planned that day...! he looks like he would be soft, both because bunmy... but also like, stylistically he looks like he would be squishy.. pretty pleasant to cuddle in to!

IN HOUSE ADVENTURE- unless the adventure gives him some ammo and/or way to be a menace to others, i think he just skips them. or if he does stick around he just. doesnt help, instead kind of just not doing anything.. now whether or not you and jax share similar traits is up to you, but if you needed help and asked nicely he would help you with something but otherwise youre on your own sister (gender neutral)

KISS- lots of kisses, especially if you get flustered easily. sure, you get a bit of a break from his antics but not by much... and if he can make you turn red from simply kissing your cheek hes going to exploit that.. speaking of, a lot of the kisses he gives are quick and fleeting, usually short pecks while hes walking by

LOVE LANGUAGE- little harmless pranks that make you do a double take or mildly confuse you are how he shows his love. now this is different from his usual stuff, because what he does to you is like. he leaves you a note. aww hes telling you how cute he thinks you are..! you pull the note out and BOOM! theres now powder everywhere and the note says you're sweet (the powder, being sugar). shit like that. outside of that words of affirmations work for him to, giving and receiving.. gonna be real though, i think jax is one of the hardest characters for me to write for since hes an ass (no shade to everyone asking for him! i love a little challenge!)

QUIET TIME- does not like quiet calm moments, but thats because hes an enjoyer and bringer of chaos, so moments of true silence are very rare. but lets say you two both just sit down and just. exist. actually, ill do you one better and tie this into the cuddling segment, he would probably busy his hands with your hair or any accessory you have on you

ZZZ- assuming you guys can sleep if you so desired, and you somehow convince jax to sleep with you (i think he would be the type to need to be talked into it), he would steal all the blankets. and the pillows. regardless of if hes actually sleeping or not. if this were the real world, and you guys were normal people and you actually needed to sleep due to exhaustion he would ease up on you (if hes doing this while awake). most definitely the type to say something as youre trying to sleep

"first person protagonists in video games never blink" or something similar

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

Hiiiii! Can I request Eyeless Jack who’s been redeemed and back to normal by angel s/o who is like benevolent like Goddess Madoka Kaname? I’m sure EJ deserves better, and this is wholesome!

Aaaah!! Another very creative ask!! Today is my lucky day <33

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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Redeemed!Jack x Angel!reader

Jack came to terms with his newfound demon transformation fairly quickly

Don't get me wrong, he was very depressed for a year or so, knowing he was betrayed by people he thought were friends

But after he got out of that slump, he was able to find some silver lining in the situation

His senses were hightened, giving him better hearing and a better sense of smell

He is way faster and stronger

And he can go way longer without food

Pretty decent, you know, in light of being betrayed and sacrificed

So unlike BEN, when faced with the idea of his humanity being gone, he isn't entirely heart broken

But when you come into his life, its almost an ethereal thing

You make him feel dizzy and light, as if all his sins are gone and he is just free to exist, weightless and happy

Your relationship is built on the foundation of trust, so he'd follow you to the ends of the world if need be

So when you bring up the topic of redemption and freeing him of all his troubles and mistakes, he trusts that if thats what you want for him, it is ultimately the best thing for him

Despite all the happy things i just mentioned, being a demon of his type does come with its setbacks

And despite how hard he tried to not let it affect him, it was still really, really hard getting adjusted

He is almost entirely blind, only being able to see heat patterns

His skin is super sensetive, so he has to be really careful doing literally anything

His nails are really long now, so that took some getting used to

And his teeth get in the way of almost all his meals

So one night when he just can't take it anymore and breaks down, you are there to help him

To redeem him

The process is very short, lasting only a few seconds, but in Jack's view it was almost in slow-mo

He felt light and airy, like how he did when he first met you

He felt like he was being bathed clean of all his sins and regrets

And towards the end, he felt like he was being reborn, fresh to the world once again

He was out of it for a while, only being able to be awake in short spurts, leaving you to carry him to his bed and cover him up, making sure he was comfy before heading off to get him some water

When he awakes, you are sitting at his side

At first he thinks that maybe he just got so angry at himself he passed out

But when he reaches out to you, he notices that his hands arent grey anymore

Instead, his light brown skin is back, along with his short nails

He sits up straight and rolls up his sleeves, seeing the same skin all along his arms

He does his best to stand, stumbling a bit before rushing into the bathroom and looking in the mirror

His eyes are back, his skin is back to a tan brown color, his lips are plump and pinkish again, his ears arent pointed anymore

He's a human again

At first, he's freaked out by the notion

The entire life he's built for himself is entirely based on the fact that he's a demon

He's probably gonna get fired now, and he's probably gonna get kicked out of the underworld, with all his memories of his friends wiped away without as much of a glance at his pitiful face

But then he thinks for a moment

This is his second chance to have a life

A life with you no less

He can start over

He can be good

He'll finish medical school, and get a job, he'll rent an apartment and you two can get married and have children!

The thoughts flood his mind of his new life, but before he can tell any of this to you, he is passing out again, leaving you to carry him to bed once more and tuck him in

[pacifymebby]

Abandonment Issues / Billy + Stu

Billy

🥧 Because you're so scared that people will leave you, you are also scared to get close to anyone

🔪 So despite Billy's best efforts to get close to you, you're shut off and you just won't let him in

🥧 Its fine when you're just friends, you're so close and you trust him, and he feels like you're all his... But then when feelings get involved... The moment you realise you maybe like him as more than just a friend...

🔪 Thats when your doubts and paranoid thoughts tend to kick in, thats when you shut down.

🥧 So over night you seem to change, you start pushing him away, making up excuses not to spend so much time with him...

🔪 If Billy wasn't so persistent that would have been the end of things, but Billy has his own issues... He's possesive, terrified of being left, of losing you... So he will not let that happen

🥧 He'd double down and root twice as hard for you, he'd make up more reasons to be around you, he'd keep saying things like "you know you can talk to me about anything yeah..."

🔪 And then when he finally snaps, he does it quiet and calm... Climbs in through your bedroom window one evening all, "forgive me for the intrusion y/n but I couldn't sleep... See i was lying there awake thinking about you..." "Smooth Billy..." he ignores your sarcasm and just carries on, "I was trying to work out whats wrong with you...cause somethings chanhed recently and i don't understand why... We went from being best friends you know... We were building to something real good, all the trailers were released and people you know, they couldn't wait to see the full feature but then... well... The movie never came out, all those trailers got pulled from the cinemas, the production company slashed the budget and well... It feels like you don't wanna know me anymore..."

🥧 You want to be cold with him, you try to be cold with him... "you never stop to think maybe i don't..." he'd get mad if it wasn't such a terrible lie, instead he just looks at you with those sad puppy eyes and reaches out to you.

🔪 "No, no it isn't that... Cause you might not wanna know me anymore doll but i still know you... Its something else..."

🥧 And you can't ignore those puppy eyes. You can't keep lying when you can see the hurt on his face so you bite the bullet and admit how you really feel...

🔪"I'm sorry Billy I'm just... Whenever i get too close to someone i ruin them... Everything gets all fucked up and they leave or it all just..."

🥧 He'd try to cut you off when you get upset, he hates seeing you cry and usually he'd be plotting to kill whoever was responsible for those tears, but today its just you and him

🔪 So he catches your chin between his thumb and finger and tilts your face up to look at his.. "hey, hey... Don't cry y/n..."

🥧 Thing is he knows exactly how you feel, he too is terrified of being left alone by those he cares about most in the world. Right then he wants nothing more than to hold you tight but he knows he needs to talk to you... Tell you how things are, how they are going to be

🔪 Because he isn't ever going to let you go, not now he knows you definitely feel the same... And lets face it, even if he hadn't been sure you did... He wouldn't have let you go.

🥧 "I understand y/n, i know you're scared, i get scared sometimes too yeah? But you don't need to be scared with me... This.." he'd point between you and him, "nothings gonna ruin this, and i will never leave you, i promise okay, youre safe with me..."

🔪 The relationship would be intense, you'd stick to one another like glue. You'd rarely be apart, he'd always have a hand on you and if you had a class separate to him or you did have to be away from eachother, he'd make sure you were wearing his sweater or shirt so that you wouldn't really be without him and other people would know you were his.

🥧 It would be a ride or die, you and him against the world kind of love and he'd remind you of that all the time. "Nobody understands me like you do, nobody understands you like i do, its just you and me babe, youre all that matters to me in this world..."

🔪 He would be very protective of you.. He'd want to know why you have these issues, what happened to you, who didn't love you enough? He'd be bitter about it when he found out, he'd never forgive those people who had made you feel like you're easy to abandon.

🥧He'd definitely kill someone to prove his dedication to you... If he had to... So don't make him prove it...

Stu

🍒 Isn't every going to give you the chance to doubt his feelings for you... He never leaves you alone because he's one clingy clingy motherfucker. He doesn't have abandonment issues of his own, more that he has possession issues... Once youre his youre his and he doesnt want to let go of you for even a second.

🔪 If you're hanging out with your friends outside school he's got his arms around you or youre sitting in his lap... If you're walking together he's picking you up, slinging you over his shoulder, spinning you around whatever... The boys just always physically present

🍒 He doesn't always think about what he says though and so often his lack of tact can cause you upset... When he makes flirtasious jokes about other girls, when he makes stupid comments about the cheer squad... Thats all they are to him, just jokes... And he makes them because the idea of him leaving you for anyone is so unbelievable and stupid to him that he doesn't think anyone could ever believe him for a second...

🔪 But the comments play on your mind and one day he makes the joke and you don't laugh, you shrug him off and cut class to go home early... He doesn't realise what he's done but Billy and Randy are just "Its called sensitivity man, try using your brain every once in awhile..." "yeah man girls don't really like it when you joke about cheating on them..." "Moron..." "what she knows I'm joking?" "yeah she seemed real entertained fuckrag..."

🍒 So he rolls his eyes, dramatically sighing before following after you, shouting for you to slow down, you know digging himself a hole in his endearing way.

🔪 When he gets to you he wraps his arms around you tight and rests his chin on your shoulder, hugging you from behind so that you can't escape...

🍒 At first he's still joking with you, layering it on thick, begging for your fogriveness but you can tell its still all a joke to him... But it isn't a joke to you

🔪 He realises he's gone too far when you start crying and his whole demeanour changes, he would immediately stop laughing, spin you round in his arms and hold your face in his hands looking at you with all the seriousness in the world (or as much as someone like stu can muster at any given moment)

🍒 "Hey baby don't cry i was just joking around with you baby girl i was just joking you know i love you..." he'd carry on talking like that, drying your eyes and kissing your face wherever he could until you stopped crying.

🔪 You sniffling "you shouldn't fuckin joke about that shit..." "well why not baby, you know I'd never give you up for anyone or anything you're mine forever..." when you just look at him he realises... You don't know that, you don't know just how much you mean to him... So he says it again.

🍒 "baby girl you are mine forever." he'd hold you tight against his chest cradling your head with his hand, pressing you to him and kissing your forehead. He'd just keep saying it until you understood.

🔪 And from then on he doesn't make as many of those dumb jokes. Instead he acts extra possesive over you, wanting to spend every moment with you reminding you that you're his. Forever.

🍒 It would be sinister if he wasn't such a goof...

🔪 He gives you his necklace to wear and tells you never to take it off, it will remind you that you're his and it'll show everyone else that too.

🍒 Stu is always joking that he'll kill anyone who tries to come between you... But they're just jokes. Right.

[felixsramen]

When i saw the part where y/n said that she was an introvert and loves reading i was in tears really i wanna thank this person that she reqested that!

So i wanna ask if you could do maybe a oneshot where y/n has a really down day couldnt sleep and when it was morning she was out for groceries and the members were at work and when they came home they saw y/n lying on the couch sleeping but with a book in their hand and the members realize how much y/n was struggling lately and they do something to help her getting better maybe? If thats okay for you i mean you dont habe to but i would really love that

I really liked this ask. Im sorry it's a little short though.

It was probably about 4am now. You were awake on the giant bed that your boyfriends had decided to buy so you all could sleep together. You were currently in-between Changbin and I.N. It was raining at this point and the rain matched your mood. You couldn't sleep after being stressed from work and getting that promotion that had you working later. Instead you climb out of the bed and make your way to the living room.

It hadn't been even a week of getting that promotion. You go to the blinds and open them all the way. You watch as another flash of lightning brightened the sky. You couldn't help but sit on the couch by the window looking out it.

The rain splattered across the sky and you watch as the leaves and tiny branches from the tree in the front yard come down. You couldn't help but cry. You had been yelled at yesterday by your boss for the stack of papers that she had gave you earlier in the week, when she had given you the promotion, hadn't all been filled out by yesterday.

Luckily she didn't force you to do another day of work and told you she expected it done when you returned. It didn't make you feel any better though knowing this was just the first week. It didn't help that your boyfriends were busy working and getting ready for their comeback. So they were staying late practicing and would come home tired and just ready to eat and rest. It didn't bother you much but you were starting to miss spending time with them.

You were sobbing at this point as the droplets hit your window covering it up. Eventually the tears dried and so did the rain but the clouds were still grey. You had stayed up all night and into the morning.

You hear the door open. The light turns on and you see Seungmin who has bed hair. He yawns and stretches. "What are you doing in here this early?" He asks you in his morning voice.

"Couldn't sleep." You tell him and he makes his way to the couch. He goes up to you and climbs onto the couch cuddling into you. Your hand goes to his hair and he sighs.

"They'll be getting up in a few minutes. I have to get ready for work too." He says yawning again. Your nails go into his hair and scratch his scalp and he sighs with content.

He slowly pulls away from you reluctantly. He goes into the room again probably to get the rest of the boys up. Within 30 minutes the house is full with your 8 boyfriends.

"Fucking hell. It's too early for this." Jisung whines onto Hyunjin who is half asleep but ready to go on the other couch.

Your other 6 boyfriends make their way to the living room. "I really don't want to go. Sometimes I wish I had decided to do literally anything else that doesn't involve me waking up at the ass crack of dawn." Minho grumbles as he grabs the keys.

Chan nods eyes heavy as he takes a sip of his coffee. "I'm so tired." Jisung whines again.

"Lets go. They said they'd let us leave work early and then we'll have a couple days off after." Chan says taking another sip of the coffee he made.

The boys file out of the house waving at you and telling you they love you. Changbin sighs. "We'll be back around 1." He says bag on his shoulder.

"I'd appreciate it if you went shopping today. I left money on the nightstand." Minho says yawning and you nod your head.

"I love you." He says and you return it. He sighs as he closes the door behind him. You let out your own sigh.

You weren't feeling much better. You instead went on your phone scrolling through for the next few hours before you decide to go to the grocery store.

You don't feel good about yourself so you throw on a pair of sweatpants and one of Felixs hoodie, opting on going for a more lazy look. Who cared anyways? It was just the grocery store. You grab the money that sat on the nightstand and you put it in your wallet and grab your purse shoving it inside.

It didn't take you long getting in the car and going to the store. Luckily Minho had made a list of things that you needed to get. You were quick to find them knowing you couldn't stand being out in public at the moment. You checked the list once again making sure you had gotten everything.

Your phone buzzes. "Also me and Bin need protein shakes for working out. Love you and thank you!" A message from Chan reads. You try your best not to make a face at the mention of the protein shakes Chan and Changbin would chug. You sigh but go towards that aisle.

You quickly grab it and check out. You were glad the house wasn't too far. You got home and put the groceries up quickly and it was around noon. You wondered if the boys kept your book out that you had currently been reading or if Minho had put it up with the rest of your books.

You go to the drawer occupying the room and open it finding your book. Luckily the bookmark was in it still. Jisung had a habit of picking your book up wrong and the bookmark falling out of it. You grab the book shutting the drawer. You make your way to the hall closet grabbing an extra blanket from there and making your place on the couch.

You had gotten halfway through the book before your eyes started getting heavy. Not being able to sleep last night must've taken a toll on you because before long your eyes give up on you.

The boys pull up to the house getting out. "Why did we have to be there so long today? I thought we were getting out at 3." He complains as he grabs his bag.

"We would've left around 1 if you spent more time practicing than complaining about doing it." Hyunjin says glaring at his boyfriend.

"It was hard and we were there all dayyyy." Jisung says dragging out his last word.

Minho raises an eyebrow at his boyfriend. "You literally got it in like 20 minutes after you stopped complaining." He says as Chan grabs the keys from his pocket.

"So you're saying it's all my fault?" He says pouting.

"No it's not Ji. You weren't the only one complaining instead of practicing we all were." Changbin says as Chan unlocks the door letting them inside.

"Y/N!!!!" Jisung yells out for you ready to jump on you and smother you with love. Instead he sees you on the couch with a blanket and one of your books laying on you.

He comes up to you and the boys follow behind. Usually you'd be up doing stuff around the house to keep you busy while your boyfriends were gone on your off days.

"She's asleep." Jisung says to his boyfriends.

"We can see that Ji." Hyunjin says to him. Jisung glares at his boyfriend.

"You know what I meant." Jisung says looking back at you.

"I don't think she slept at all last night." Seungmin says speaking up to his boyfriends. They look at him confused.

He sighs. "I got up before you guys and I didn't see her so of course I went looking for her. I saw her looking out the window on the couch. So I went up to her and asked what she was doing up so early. She told me she couldn't sleep." Seungmin says to his boyfriends and they look at you concerned.

"I woke up at one point and noticed she wasn't in bed but I didn't think much of it at the time. I was too tired." Felix says to his boyfriends.

"How long has she been like this?" Changbin asks no one in particular.

"I think we should be concerned Chan." I.N. says and he nods.

"I don't think any of us realized how much she's going through especially with the new promotion." Minho says sighing.

Chan nods once again. Minho grabs the book and places the book mark in it. He sighs watching you.

"Should we wake her?" Hyunjin asks his boyfriends. Chan shakes his head.

"Not yet." Minho says agreeing with Chan.

"We should at least take her to the room." Felix says and they nod. Changbin scoops you up into his arms careful to not wake you up taking you in the room and laying you down.

Jisung and I.N. climb in bed too pressing their bodies against you. You cuddle into I.N.s chest who stays still. "Since we have the next few days off I think we should come up with days we each try and spend with her." Chan says and the boys agree.

"Me, Hyunjin, and Innie were going to go to the new little coffee shop tomorrow. We were planning on inviting her too." Seungmin says replying to his boyfriend.

"Okay good. For the next few days we're off let's all invite her to go with us wherever we go." Changbin says watching you.

You slowly open your eyes to being cuddled behind and in front of you. "Hey love. How'd you sleep?" Jisung asks from behind you.

"Better." You say sighing and rubbing your eyes. You try to sit up but I.N. and Jisung keep you in place.

"Did you sleep last night?" Changbin asks you concerned. They finally let you go so you can look at your other boyfriends. They all have concerned looks on their faces as you sigh.

"No." You say admitting it and Chan comes up beside I.N. and sits on the edge of the bed.

"Are you guys upset at me?" You ask them. You quickly get all 8 boys shaking their heads.

"Not at all we're just worried about you that's it." Minho tells you and you want to break into tears at their words.

You can't help but bite your lip to try and stop the tears. Chan sighs seeing you do that with a sad smile on his face. "What did I tell you about that?" He says hand coming to your face tugging your lip from your teeth.

That does it and you burst into tears. All of the boys quickly try and comfort you by hugging you. "It's okay love." You hear Seungmin say and that causes you to cry harder. "I missed you guys." You sob into their arms and they feel guilty about not being able to spend as much time with you.

When your tears finally stop the boys pull away but Felix doesn't. "You have to take care of yourself. Okay? No matter how much you miss us. You have to promise us that okay?" Felix says holding a pinky promise and you can't help but smile at the childish gesture. You take his pinky finger in yours too.

"I promise." You say and he kisses your hand.

"HUG PILE!!!" Jisung shouts and he throws himself on you followed by the rest of your boyfriends.

"You're squishing me!" You manage to say while laughing.

"Yeah. With our love." Hyunjin says making you laugh harder.

The boys pull away not before each kissing you on the lips. "We all love you no matter how busy we get. Remember that." Hyunjin says planting another kiss on your lips.

You were grateful to have all of your 8 boyfriends love for you and each other.

[xenrui]

Tired

Pairing: Larissa Weems x Reader

Summary: Reader overworks herself and faints from exhaustion

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"Y/n, Darling. You've been working on that Pile for god knows how long already. Let me help you"

Larissa says as Y/n responds to her without looking at her

"No thank you.. you're already loaded with work yourself. A few papers won't kill me"

"Yes but thats atleast 3 stacks of paper. I've already finished all my work earlir today, besides as your wife, I should atleast help you"

Y/n still doesnt look but instead fidgets with her ring, too focused on her desk filled with papers, her migrain getting worse

Larissa sighs at her stubborn wife

"Why don't you take a quick break and help me make dinner? Please?" Larissa smiled softly when Y/n finally looked at her, a smile also placed upom her face at Larissa's idea

"That sounds good" As she stood up form her chair, her legs feeling a bit cramped as she has been sitting for hours now

And as she walks towards Larissa, she felt her head starting to hurt more and her Vision being clouded with Darkness

---

Larissa was a bit shocked, but with her frame and height she easily catches Y/n from falling on to the ground

She looks at her with a concerned look on her face, carrying her to bed and laying her down gently

"I told you not to overwork yourself.." Larissa whispered softly and calling the school nurse to check up on her

---

Hours passed, Y/n finally woke up with her head feeling like its getting pounded with a hammer

"Ah, you're finally awake. Come drink this" Larissa stood up and got the medicine on the bed side table, Holding it up to Y/n with a glass of water on her other hand

"Thank you, Love.." Y/n said quetly, drinking the medicine she was instructed to drink

"Now what did I tell you? You should be greatful it isn't anything serious." Larissa had a small scowl on her face, although you thought that she still looked cute when she was scolding you. Shaking the thought out of your head, you looked at your wife

"I'm sorry Darling, I just wanted to make sure I get all my work done by Tomorrow so that I have some free time to spend with you" Larissa sighed at her statement

"I know that, but sometimes you have got to think more about yourself and your health more than others. It's no good if you just discard your own health just for others, even if its for me"

"Now. I want you to promise that you'll start taking care of yourself more properly"

"Fin-"

"AND breaks." Emphasizing on the 'And' to make sure that she gets her point across

Rolling Y/n's eyes playfully, she Nodded and smiled at Larissa

"Yes Mom, I promise to take care of myself"

"Stop using that nickname" Larissa rolled her eyes this time by the use of the nickname

"Fine fine. Now please cuddle with me, I'm feeling lonely in this bed" Moving to the side, she pat the spot right next to her. And so Larissa laid down and cuddled with her rhe whole night, until both of them fell asleep.

[lucy90712]

Road to recovery- part 2

masterlist Lola's POV

It's been a long week waiting for my surgery as I haven't been able to do much as they don't want me to cause more damage by walking around too much. As someone who is always active and barely sits down this week has been hell but today has been the worst. Knowing that it is surgery day but having to wait sat in a hospital has been torture seeing everyone else get called while I just sit and wait has been awful. Until today I wasn't nervous about the surgery but the longer I've had to wait the more anxious I've become as there's a big risk I means the surgery could not go to plan and then I may never compete again and that's a scary thought. My life has been dedicated to sport even my degree is sport related as I wanted to have the knowledge that helps me understand my body better so if I can't do gymnastics again I don't know what I'll do with my life. 

Eventually I was called back and the nurses prepped me for surgery. I was given a gown to wear which they had to help me into as I can't put any weight on my left leg which makes changing difficult. They did some basic checks as well like measuring my heart rate and blood pressure before hooking me up to a few machines. Then it was time to go into the operating room which just felt so cold and clinical which I know it's supposed to be but it didn't help ease my feelings of anxiety that I was already feeling. Luckily someone then came in to give me the anaesthetic to put me to sleep which worked very quickly so before I knew it I was falling asleep. 

As my eyes opened and adjusted to the lights I noticed that they weren't as harsh as the ones in the operating room and the ceiling was different too. My brain was still slightly foggy but as I was coming to my senses I realised that I must be out of surgery which woke me up a little more and I finally looked down at my leg to see bandages where they had cut into my knee and a brace was already attached to my leg to limit its movement. Just as I was about to find the button to call a nurse one walked in and offered me a smile once she saw I was awake.

"How are you feeling Lola?" She asked 

"I'm ok did the surgery go well?" I asked 

"Yes it did we were able to repair your acl and the damage to your meniscus wasn't as bad as we feared so you didn't require any further work to fix that we are going to keep you over night just to monitor you and to start physio tomorrow morning" she explained 

"Thank you" I replied 

"Also I'm sorry that you are having to share this room but we are low on rooms and you two have the exact same injury so we thought it was best to put you together" she said

I was extremely confused until I looked to my right and saw a guy who looked weirdly familiar sat on his phone also with a brace on just his was on his right leg instead. I don't know how I didn't notice before as our beds are quite close together but I guess thats what anaesthesia does to you. Once the nurse left I turned my attention back to this random guy as I was curious as to who he was but he was yet to acknowledge my existence as he hadn't looked up from his phone. Seeing as he wasn't paying any attention I took my chance to study his face to see if I could work out where I recognised him from. I noticed that he looked to be about my age the the muscles in his arms told me that he was definitely an athlete too which only made me more curious. In my head I was trying to go through the sports where acl injures are common and the first sport that came to mind was football. With him looking my age and us being in Barcelona I assumed he was part of one of the youth teams but then I wondered why I recognised him as I'm really not that into football so I'd have no idea about any youth players. 

"Do you need something?" The guy asked coldly which made me realise I was still staring 

"Oh sorry I didn't mean to stare" I said

"Whatever" he scoffed going back to his phone again 

"Wait I um have to ask how did you end up here?" I asked 

"I was playing football and landed awkwardly on my knee" he explained 

"I'm sorry that sounds awful I hope this doesn't seem weird but I'm really not that into football but I recognise you from somewhere do you play for one of the Barcelona youth teams Barcelona atletic isn't it?" I asked 

"No I don't play for the B team I play for the first team" he said so nonchalantly like it meant nothing 

He had rendered me speechless with that. I simply couldn't think of anything else to say as my brain was preoccupied with freaking out over the fact that I was laying in a hospital bed in the same room as a Barcelona player. Football isn't my thing but that being said I know how hard those guys work and how crazy it is to find yourself in the situation I am right now. Once my brain had come to terms with the fact that I was next to an actual well known athlete I realised I still wasn't completely sure who he was so I found my phone amongst all my stuff and went straight to Instagram. I went onto Barcelona's account and the first thing I saw was a post with the guy sat right next to me. Gavi. That's who he is the big star boy of the team that's why I recognised him there was a time when he was all anyone talked about whether that was because of his footballing abilities or how attractive they thought he was. Of course I had to look at his Instagram and after scrolling through a few pictures I decided to follow him. It's not like I'm ever going to see him again after we leave this hospital plus he won't even notice he already has millions of followers. 

What a day. No one is going to believe me when I try and tell them that I spent my time in hospital with Gavi and honestly I wouldn't believe me either but here we are. Good thing he doesn't seem to want to talk to anyone as I don't know if I could hold a conversation with him for more than a few seconds now I know who he is. 

[vesperadreamer]

The Siren pt. 2

It had been a week since you started staying and you felt more clear headed now. She had kept her promise of feeding and taking care of you, but you wondered if everyone was alright back home. “Siren… Can I go back home? I just want to check on some things.” Siren’s eyes bore into you as you waited for her answer, she didn’t look happy about that question. “No. You will not be returning home for such a trivial matter. You live here now, why would you want to be anywhere else?” The question made you feel a bit uneasy, especially since there was the possibility someone found the clothes you left behind.

You began to wonder if anyone missed you back home, maybe you could ask Siren to look and keep an ear open. “Siren, can I ask you to go there and listen instead? Maybe see if they’ve noticed my absence?” Siren smiled as she cupped your cheek and gave you a quick kiss on the cheek. “Of course my dear pearl, I can do that for you as long as you wait here for me.” You gave a nod and watched as she dove into the waters, it would be daylight for a long time and you needed some answers to your questions and curiosity. You felt like Siren might be hiding something, but the fact she was so kind and willing to take care of you made you want to trust her completely.

You had taken some time from the solitude to swim around to pass the time, even learning how long you could stay under water. You took to a shaded area to take some time to rest when Siren returned, you wondered how long she had been gone. “I haven’t seen anything with your picture, nor have I heard anything about a missing person. They must really not have cared for you.” Siren’s words struck like a sword through your chest, from what she said it sounded like nobody cared that you had left and there was no reason to look for you. You curled into a ball as Siren held you close, rubbing your back and listening to you cry. “Don’t worry pearl, you have me and I care for you deeply. Just stay with me, alright?”

You were kept close to Siren that night so that she could be a pillar for you, she was your only source of comfort during the day and she even took you out to pet the sharks. You thought at least your family or friends would look for you but nobody did, not even a wanted poster or talk of you being missing. If nobody went looking, theres a possibility your clothes were still there and that meant if they weren’t, Siren was possibly lying. This would be a request for the morning once you got some proper sleep. “My pearl, are you still awake?” You gave a small nod, “Then let me help you sleep.” She began to slowly sing a lullaby as she stroked your back, it was soothing and you soon found yourself drifting off.

Breakfast came first in the morning, your regular diet of fish and kelp and she was quite good at giving you a variety each day. “Siren?” She perked up and gave you a smile, “What is it my dear pearl? Is there something on your mind?” You gave a nod, “Do you think you can retrieve the clothes I left behind that night we met?” She tapped her chin and gave a slight hum before giving you a nod, “Thats an easy request. Just enjoy yourself until I return.” You watched as she swam off once more today, it was now time to get up to your daily routine.

It felt weird how long it was taking, no, maybe it was just that you couldn’t tell time properly anymore due to your current situation. “Precious pearl?” You jumped at Siren’s voice beside you, when did she get there? You looked at what she was holding and it was your clothing, now currently soaked from the swim back. At least now you could dress up for her. “Thank you Siren… I would have thought these would’ve been found by now…” You had a melancholy look on your face as you realised the truth of what might be possible.

“Siren, why were you there during the full moon?” Siren looked at you curiously as if she didn’t understand the question. “The full moon is the only time when I can freely sing there since its when the tide begins to rise once more to seal the cave, why?” Your eyes went wide, the reason nobody was looking for you was quite possibly because they didn’t know you were taken. “Take me back, please.” Siren didn’t look happy at your request, she looked infuriated by it instead. “You will stay here while I go out, I’ll be back before nightfall.” You feared that there was no turning back now from what you’ve said.

Your clothes hadn’t fully dried but you had hoped that Siren seeing you wear them might lighten her mood. You heard the surfacing of something from the water and saw- “Mom?! Why is my mom here?! What are you doing Siren?!” Your mother was gagged and tied with seaweed, almost as if kidnapped, “My dear pearl… I really think you should learn to be appreciative of my gifts” She slowly and carefully removed the binds from your mother and the gag before pushing her towards you. “Sweetie! Darling! We were so worried when you didn’t return, we thought you ran off!”

And everything clicked into place at that moment, Siren didn’t want you to go back, she wanted you to stay here. “Mom, I’m fine. I’m here now, everything is-” “No! You don’t understand how dangerous a siren is! When they want something, they-” Your eyes went wide as you saw Siren’s jaws clamp around your mother’s throat and tear out the flesh before swallowing the chunk, your mother’s last gasps choking on the blood before she fell into the water. “Such needless conversation, she was never going to get you back. Now, my sweet pearl…” You slowly backed away from her and remembered what she was. A siren.

“Naked now.” You shook your head and heard her growl just before she pounced and pinned you down. “Fine then, we do this the hard way.” She ripped the clothes off of your body, tearing them up in the process. “Siren please! Please don’t! You can’t fuck me!” She smiled and laughed at your protests before she leaned in close, "Your consent only matters when you're obedient and don't ask the wrong questions. Why couldn't you just leave those thoughts of the past where they belonged?" The fear began to rise up as you realised what you wanted didn’t matter anymore, all that mattered was what Siren wanted.

You watched as her prehensile cock slowly slid out of her, “Siren please! Not that! Anything but that I beg!” Siren gave you a quick slap across your face, a furious look on her face, “What the fuck did I just say? Your consent will matter when you learn how to be my good pearl again. You should be thankful I’m not going to fuck your lungs tonight and fill them up.” You went silent at her threats, it’d be better to let her have her way if you didn’t want her to drown you. “Okay Siren… Go ahead.” And almost as if on cue, she shoved herself inside you.

You felt like you were going to be split in half, you screamed as you felt her enter inside and maybe if you were lucky, she’d be gentle. That hope was immediately torn to shreds as she was anything but gentle, her grip on your face was like a vice as she kissed you and you realised this night wouldn’t be gentle. You were either going to break mentally or physically first and she probably didn’t care too much which it was. When you felt she stopped pinning you with her hand, you wrapped your arms around her to hold her close, and when she stopped gripping your face you lovingly kissed her as best you could, anything to make her more gentle.

You finally felt her slowing down and her prehensile cock became more gentle with you, it even stopped trying to shove its full size in you. This was your education. If you wanted her to be gentle and loving then you’d have to be obedient and submissive while making her happy. Why’d you have to make her angry? This could have been a very peaceful and loving night. You felt her teeth graze along your shoulder as she placed a gentle kiss, “I’m going to make sure all will know you’re mine in due time.” You felt her teeth slowly dig into your skin and you began to realise what she had planned to do.

You ran one of your hands through Siren’s hair, you needed her calm and gentle, you really didn’t want to die, you wanted to live. You felt her prehensile cock thrust itself faster within you and you hoped you’d be fine. “My sweet pearl, I’m going to be filling you up now okay?” You gave a nod, “Thats my good pearl. Why couldn’t you have been like this all of today?” You felt her cock slam hard before spewing out its load and alongside it, her bite. She bit deep and rough into your shoulder causing you to scream as she drew blood, licking it from her lips. 

“Now everyone knows you’re mine, my delicious pearl. I’ll end our session here and let you rest.” She pulled you close as her cock slowly slid back into her, her eyes admiring the mark she left on you. “You look so beautiful, my darling pearl. That bite is our bond that ties us together until one of us dies.” You gave a nod as you cuddled close to her, you didn’t want to anger her again tonight. You wanted her to be soft and loving, and so you just held her close and let her give you kisses. You shouldn’t have investigated her song.

[lavender-z-love]

Blessed-Cursed

Jake Sim X Black.FemReader

🩸 Genre: Angst, Romance, Reunion, Vampire X Human, Vampire x Vampire.

🩸 Warnings: Angst, Death (Reader dieing), Vampire, Mentions on blood, Undead, Vampire bites, Drinking blood. Probably some spelling errors because a mf can't spell to save her life..smdh.

🩸A/n: So! This will be in 3 parts! My mini Blessed-Cursed series. Sorry for writing about Vampires so much. They are such fascinating creatures to explore in writing with! Plus my Enha boys look good in their 'Vamp-ish' pics. Please enjoy! Quick PSA, the dividers are not mine!

🩸Quick Notice: If you see the name 'Yuta' instead of 'Jake' Let me know. I was making this originally for NCT's Yuta but Enha felt better for this! Yuta will have a story too

🩸Wordcount: 1,400k

The moon is really bright today..It burns a deep red; and so are the stars in contrast to the sky. The love of my life lies inanimate before me. Im the one who had helped the process come quicker. My selfishness of not wanting to let her go so soon, the selfishness of possibly cursing her with immortality.

The look in of terror in her eyes as she witnessed her life be torn from her body. Mortified of the danger that was the cause of another being; none other than a Human. Her cries hurt my heart, it seemed like it was my fault? I was too late to realize the dangerous, pathetic earthling who had taken her from me was.

I sit by the window, replaying the scene in his head. I suffer a great discomfort to see her like that. I knew it would come, with us being two different species. Y/n, who's human, could leave easily, diseases, accidents, aging...

I should've expected to out live her. Needless to say, I am an immortal being. Though, to outlive her to murder? How unfair, is this what a mutilation feels like? It's painful..really bad. Should I have just let her go?

That evening, you were taking a stroll with your fiancé. Much to the both of your surprises, it rained despite weather apps claiming otherwise. "Jake, it's fine, my place is just nearby. We can stay there for a bit." Jake, leaning close to your ear so you could hear him better.

"Are you sure, I don't want to be a problem my Dove."

"No! None at all! You can stay until the rain stops."

The rain starts to pick up. Jake grabs your hands, pulling you towards a nearby convince store. Y/n L/n, just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was an accident, right? No, but it sure did feel like it was on purpose. No way some individual would just randomly take another's life? They would...They do it all the time, I can't deny whats in front of me

A murderous fiend who'd acted on their killer desires. Thats what happened- he should've gone in with you, instead he waited outside for you. He didn't think it would be safe for you to wait outside alone, especially while it was night time too. Not knowing what dangers lurked inside of that ungodly place.

Alerted by your cries Jake broke the glass door making his way inside, witnessing you starting to bleed out. His blood was boiling, he began panicking, even hyperventilating. This couldn't possibly be happening, who had done this?!

The thought of losing the love of his life. No, not again! 'I'm not losing someone I care about again!' Jake would be looked into if he hadn't warped the camera footage. You on the other hand, he was sure there would be some search party out for you. After all, your blood was spilled on the floor. You were seen by bystanders. You were recorded by store cameras; which once again, the footage was now distorted. Best thing for me to do was erase everyone's memories, but in the midst of losing you that was the last thing on his mind.

After Jake he scurried away. Holding you tight in his arms, scared your soul would slip away any moment. His Beloved..She was dieing. "Y/n, Y/n Stay awake for me. Okay?",He called out to you, with his voice wavering.

"I-It hurts! It hurts rea-really bad!" She managed to cried as she clung to my shirt. I, myself wanted to cry, oh so bad. However, it seemed like the adrenaline rush, subsiding the emotions. Y/n's voice..It was failing her. Her life was slipping from your body as your blood did the same.

You wanted to call out to him, nothing ever exited your lips besides a sharp, staggering breath. Your eyelashes fluttering, failing to stay awake. Next thing he knew, you were laying on his bed, deceased.

Its been about two days and you haven't awakened yet. He was starting to feel anxious, maybe he was too late to turn you? Maybe he didn't make you drink enough of his blood? What could've went wrong!? He heard something, a little rustling noise. Attention turned from the night sky as he sat on the window seat. Her fingers twitching with slight movements. He slowly got up from the window seat, steadily making his way towards her. 'Am I just seeing things?!' He thought to himself.

'No- I couldn't have.' I kneel beside Y/n's form, placing my fingers along her neck in attempt to feel for a heartbeat. Surely enough there was one, it was faint, almost undetectable. Her body was not the typical Dead that Vampires are. It was evident that you'd bleed out, but seeing your pulse and breathing it was amost like you never died. It was almost like you'd evolved.

Y/n's blood, skin now suddenly burning with warmth- pulling up the long sleeves of her shirt to reveal the vibrant blue color of her veins. Almost as if on cue..her eyes jet open, glowing a deep blue color. Jake now stood before you in disbelief. "Y-Y/n, your-"

"Hungry..So Hungry." Y/n's voice strains. You attempted to get up and move around, only to no avail.

"Stay down, You have to get used to it."

Your blue orbs shift to him, studying him, your cold vampiric eyes watching his every move. He knew you weren't in a right state of mind at the moment.

She's been "dead" for 4 days. His hands slowly caress you cheek gently, elated that his princess was back. With her breathing rugged, she struggled to learn how to breathe again. "Y/n? My love..",he whispered, running his hands through your curly hair. You couldn't focus on his voice, all that you could see were areas to that you oh so badly wanted to drain. His neck..the pit of his elbows, his forearm...wrists.

"Jake..", her weakened voice calls out and l like a slave, I listened gladly. She struggled to sit up right, fumbling backwards. Eventually she clung to my sleeve..

"I need to...I just need to.."

I helped her up, holding her carefully,"Sure Love, go ahead.." it's not like she needed his permission, She was going to drink his rouge liquid whether he denyed her or not. That is one of the many curses of the vampirism transformation process.

Her fangs slowly protruding past her soft lips..penetrating my skin. For the first time, of the very few times of someone bitting me..God it was incredibly painful.

I bite my lip in attempt to hold in his grunts. My fiancée's slender tanned fingers grabbing, now tangled in my hair and pulling it. This giving her more access to my neck. Finding a new spot to pierce. I grunt, sucking my teeth. She growls, bruising, harshly biting my skin.

Fuck..It hurts, but for her...I'd gladly experience all the pain on earth to keep her in my arms. Her hunger getting the best of her, Y/n wobbles to her feet, grabs my collar, slamming me to the wall. "A-Ah..Y/n!!"

Is this what other creatures feel like when vampires drink from them? Jake sighs, breath staggered trying to contain and help the pain subside. After a minute or two of ravaging his skin with multiple piercings, you finally having enough of a drink. The two of you fell to the floor, with you still in Jake's arms

The glow of your eyes dull down into your usual color as your senses now come to. You pull away, you release your fiancée's hair as you eyes rest on him..vision still not 100%.

Figures, your technically undead, and being "dead" you aren't breathing. So oxygen isn't getting where its supposed to, that includes your eyes. You'd only just started breathing again, so it would take some time before your vision would be 20/20 again.

Your cool fingers reach out before you, touching his face. Your fingers tracing over his eyelids, lips, cheek bones, cheeks, nose. You squint your eyes, foggy vision subsiding a little, but still not clear. "Jake?", you say.

There was some sniffling noises before a quiet laugh. Jake staring at you with tears in his eyes, "Yes my dove?"

"You're so...blurry", you say as your eyes close.

"I know, Im sorry my dove. It'll go away soon." Jake held you close, squeezing you in his strong arms. Your finger finds a tear on his face slowly wiping it away. "You're..crying? Why?", your voice ached. The touch of his skin was cool in contrast to yours. "I'm just happy, So happy", he answered looking into your now normally beautiful brown colored eyes.

You chuckled, and smiled before falling asleep in his arms. Jake kissed your temple, caressing your cheek. Quietly whispering—

"Welcome back My Dove."

Written January 30th

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last night i had some very vivid dreams. for me, usually when im asleep i feel like im awake. i can think vivid thoughts, recall memories in and out of the dream, read things, write things down. but last night it was very bad and i woke up. gambled on taking a melatonin because sometimes they make my dreams stranger instead of helping me sleep “normally”. but it was 6am so i took one and slept.

in my dream, i was at my university in a pretty popular building, when i walked past a group of people at a piano. playing that piano was my assaulter. i quickly had to deal with the fact that not only is he still in town (i don’t know if he is or not), but he was at my school. and then it got worse. as i was walking by, he saw me, stopped, and started to get up and approach me. i wanted to be brave, so as he got closer and reached for my arm, even in front of all the dream NPCs, i turned and said what i always say in these dreams: “you r* her. she told me you r* her”. and instead of it going any of the ways its ever gone before, he said “no i didn’t. no i didn’t she made that up” (which i don’t believe she did. despite the cruelty that girl tried to show me later, i don’t believe she lied). i think in the dream that made me stop. i don’t remember a lot of it but i remember that he started confirming things i’ve secretly hoped for but knew weren’t true. that his parents kicked him out, he couldn’t keep a job, him and the girl who defended him hated each other now. selfish things. but in the dream i only heard all of this because i spent a day talking to him. hearing him out. and since i actually spent a year with this guy, thats how it felt. it was too real. i wasn’t scared or upset. not until i woke up and felt sick to my stomach. i feel disgusting that i would even have a dream like that. talking to him, messaging him, being anywhere near him. my skin feels all wrong and i don’t feel okay. i cant sleep because i’m so stressed i might dream it again. i wanted to go to the mall today, but a year ago he worked at our mall (EVEN THOUGH I DON’T EVEN KNOW IF HE STILL LIVES HERE). yesterday i was so proud of myself for being able to go out in public, to the mall, to the movies, to work, when i was terrified of it for months last year. id have anxiety attacks and dissociate because i constantly was afraid of seeing him. since the last time i saw him, a year ago, he looked scared, i found some bravery. and right now i’m scared again.

i hate this. i feel like its stealing my life away. i want to be happy and i say i’m happy but i feel like i’ll never reach 100% because of what he did. i don’t trust anyone. i’m angrier. i don’t believe love is real, or at least not for me. i hate living like this.

[cigarretteluvr]

journaling a count down to twenty one

seven days: I turn 21 soon and it feels like the end of the world. Well, 20 felt like the end of the world too, but that's because I was 19 and didn't know any better. 21 is the Big One, the one i've waited my whole life for. The one where you are deemed to society really an adult: "legal." I guess that legality scares me. I've used my youth as a crutch for so long that I feel like my immaturity has to dissipate during this countdown. And until yesterday I didn't even feel like celebrating 21- and even today I barely do. It feels wrong, worse, it feels empty. How do I celebrate this birthday when every time I blow out the candles I wish he would be here? And when I check my phone at midnight, I'll just be looking for a missed call?

Maybe I should be mourning my adolescence instead of a boy. But I can't help but feel thats just a small piece of a bigger picture, because if I had the love of my life by my side for 21, I don't think I would care very much about the death of my adolescence at all.

I wonder if he would forgive my juvenile impulses if I were to act on them. I wonder if he's as desperate for me if I am for him, and if I asked him to come running he would, because, it's my birthday after all. And we can still chalk it all up to being kids, and being dumb, and being in love and helpless. But I remind myself he probably would think I'm toying with him, or being mean, or being immature. I wish he knew better of me, but I am known to be prone to indiscretion.

I don't even know what I want from him really- anything might do. I guess, really, I want to come back to my place after ordering my first drink (a dirty gin martini) and see his number on my screen as soon as the door shuts, and hear him wish me happy birthday with that nickname he calls me. and in that voice that still gives me butterflies, he would ask me what i did and i would tell him, and it would be normal, just for a call. And maybe then 21 wouldn't be my saddest birthday.

I know that's a fantasy, and i'm barely owed a thought, much less a present. But that, I guess, is my birthday wish this year. Maybe it's bad luck to tell you. But no matter what I blow out the candles to, no matter what I present I get, nothing will compare. and maybe I just need to come to peace with that. But a little part of me hopes, telepathically, he'll know exactly when my door will shut, and my phone will light up with a familiar number, one that will always mean more than 21.

five days: i bought my tiara, it's gold and a little kitschy, but i'm excited to wear it and be princess for a day again (or in my case, a week). 21 is feeling a little more exciting and a little less real. i'm not really sure how to compose myself, i'm not really sure how to feel about it, who to celebrate it with. i've picked the obvious choices but it just doesn't seem right. nothing about this birthweek really has felt right.

im having a birthday party tomorrow and i cant help but think about what additions he’d have to my playlist. he’d probably add something i hate and i would convince him it doesn't work but add it anyway. i was thinking about him crashing my party, the drama. and how he probably would if he could. i thought about the betty of it all, and what i would do if he did. i kept myself awake all night last night thinking about it- not contemplating my answer, just getting excited by it.

i find myself looking for thoughts to distract myself with all day, but they always catch up with me at night. if i plan this party i wont think about it, if i book concerts i wont think about it, sign up for internships, make a checklist with whatever other thousand things i can do in a day and do them. yet i think if he called me right now and asked me to marry him i would-- which is crazy. but it's true. once the distractions run out, once it's summer and i'm alone in my big apartment, and i've done everything i can do by myself in a day, and i don't feel like going to a bar or a club or even out of my room, i'm going to be smearing blood on the walls wishing he was mine. writing poetry about him like they're manifestations and confessions. i'll probably be distracting myself for the rest of my life. what a life.

three days: i got told yesterday by a drunk person that im interesting, because i think things should be so i make them be. and they said that they think that’s admirable, but ultimately wrong. i laughed at them and went back to my friends to dance to faneto.

but it’s true. not that its wrong, but their observation. i never paid much attention to it, i think thats just the way i am and i dont analyze things like that about myself because, well, it is what it is. i think the world is what i make it to be, and that is just my nature, and if i dont like a rule i wont follow it, and if i think something should be a certain way, it is to me. i guess i do live in my own little world. my own constructed little world.

i love living in my own little world. life is nicer here, things make sense here. i have fun here. i can find peace here in whatever chaos i construe.

i wonder how many people admire that about me— is that what people admire about me? have they just not been able to put it into words? he did, he tried anyway, but i guess never said it so succinctly or matter of fact. when he told me there was nobody else like me, that he loves the way i live life, i wonder if thats what he meant and i just might have never understood it until now.

and im turning twenty one (if you havent caught on) and i wonder how that will change. i wonder if it will change, because for a while now i’ve felt like ive been aging backwards. i was told when i was younger i was an old soul and mature for my age. now that im older im told im a free spirit and incredibly youthful. and i dont know if i did that out of my own volition or if i was a special experiment from the universe. i feel like little me felt the agony of a middle aged adult with a 9-5. and now- while i might only be twenty (one) and this might just be how twenty (one) year olds act and feel- i think im childish and naive and getting moreso by the day. and while everyone grows up and matures around me they can call me and use me as a “feel young quick” drug whenever they please, and im just too aloof to understand that that’s not what friendship is.

and i wonder if thats why i feel so lonely? it seems like while people might admire that about me, the own little world of it all, they’ll never understand it, or really resonate with it. they go along with my bits and my quirks- but thats all they really see them as: bits and quirks. im chalked up to quirky and fun, and i thought those were compliments until now. now i realize i might just be completely misunderstood and left to fend for myself in that little world.

it wasnt always this way, i used to have someone by my side who saw me for me and not as some character, and i loved him more than anything and for a million reasons, now including this. and im out of his life and he’s out of mine, and its my birthweek and im realizing all of these things about myself and about life and all i can do about it really is talk into this void and hope someone may care enough to listen. but im still making that birthday wish when i blow out all my candles and hopefully in three days it comes true. he’s still my best friend in my heart and hes always with me in spirit.

i feel so many things— so many conflicting things. angst, misery, bliss, joy, anxiety, peace. but thats what it is to be a girl in her twenties, im learning.

24 hrs, 20 mins: this time tomorrow i'll be at a dive bar named after a pastry in my favorite little town, getting excited to order my first drink at a real bar. a couple hours after that i'll be coming home wondering about a call, and i don't know which i'm more excited for (yes i do).

i'm writing this with my tiara on and i can't believe its almost the end of birthweek. it's almost the end of twenty- which is crazy in and of itself. twenty was so full of love and adventure and learning and change and happiness and tragedy. but i loved every second of it. my favorite memories will be suck in twenty, even though i know i'll make more. the golden ones live in twenty.

not only is my birthday creeping up but so is summer. i'll be here for a good chunk of it- the way we had planned together- and i'll be entertaining myself however i can. keeping busy, but we already talked about that. summer is my favorite time of year i think. I love winter with all my heart, i love who i am in the winter, i love the memories i have with winter, i love how winter feels and smells. but the year never starts until summer. my summers are dreamy and exciting and chaotic in the best way. i love the heat, i love the air, i love the freedom. it's gemini season and i was raised in the sun, how could you expect any less from me?

and while i might be mostly alone this summer, i refuse to let it go to waste. i'm being given access to the rest of the world, i'm alone, and have nothing but time to do anything and everything i love. and even though i was supposed to do it with him, i'll do it in honor of him instead. in honor of the dazzling summer we once planned for ourselves. It seems like a summer in socal is what my life has been leading up to, as dramatic as that sounds. but i feel ready- i am ready. i'm ready to be twenty one, i'm ready to pretend to be an adult with my apartment and my responsibilities and i'm ready to chase my dreams after manifesting them for so long. maybe this is just jupiter, or the moon, or the tiara, or gemini talking, but i'm so ready for all the blessings the universe has planned for me. i'm ready for the lessons i'll learn in this new era. and maybe it'll all lead me one step closer to him. so i'm ready for it (or so i think right now, at least. i still have a good chunk of time to change my mind. but i don't think i will).

this took me 20 minutes to write, so now this time tomorrow i'll be celebrating twenty one, i'll be waiting for my drink, and i'll be feeling a freedom i'll likely only feel a few times more after twenty one. and i'll close my eyes, and make my birthday wish even through that feeling.

[frozenrose13]

ended up waking up around when we're supposed to be winding down for bed and im being annoyed about it

that's a wholeass day "gone" and bc of comparatively minor things; tried going out and didn't and then did like two moderate impact things instead and guess that's enough to fuck us over like this : /

also bc it's so dark out now we miss the sun and thats creating Problems...

also x2 the amount of solstice stuff we're seeing including in the discord which is...not fun for headspace. our own issue so it's fine etc etc but damn that's some shit to work through with what's left of our awake time : V

also x3 a hopefully joking conversation about artificial scents and : / yeah we can work with scented wax sometimes but that's a) controllable and b) way different than getting potentially hit in the face w something fairly heavily scented. like we're pretty good at not having game stopping seizures while there but that would sure change if we got got like that by artificial scents : / im thinking it's supposed to be all jokes but if not will contact about it i guess...

idk headspace is vvv doom gloom rn mostly bc we didn't see the sun at all today and apartment lights aren't quite enough to fix that

[lfc21]

Keeping up with the alexander Arnold's!

Today weren't like every other day, you weren't waking up and running to your dogs or coming down the stairs to Trent rushing to find his training shoes, instead you where woken up by the crashing of 3 brothers from down stairs. All it sounded like was a smash of a thousand pieces, something you knew was normal due to the younger years of the 3 boys.

You knew staying with Diane and Michael would be eventful but you didn't think it would be like this. Due to renovations you and trent decided to stay with his family for the week to stay out of the builders way and to have 2 happy dogs for the week. God weren't you in for a wild few days.

You quietly opened the door not wanting anyone to know you where awake so you could have a cheeky listen in to what was going on down stairs. You walked over to the railing on the stairs and peared over to listen carefully.

"How do you think this is ok?!" Diane screamed at the 3 boys stud in the living room. You quickly covered your mouth with your pyjama sleeve trying to cover your laughs from the stairs.

"What we didn't do"

"Oh Tyler I beg you not to finish that bloody sentence" Diane quickly shot back at tyler full off rage at the 3 boys due to there eventful activities and cheek coming from the mouths of the men (Well kids).

"Oh come on mum it's just a vase" trent quickly spoke up thinking it was best to jump in.

"Seriously you better watch your mouth Trent john alexander arnold! It's not the vase thats the issue it's the fact your girlfriend! My daughter in law! And your sister in law! Is asleep up there and if you 3 want to carry on acting like lunatics then you can think again! Not under this roof will that be happening! She needs the best looking after and if you 3 are going to put a stop to a nice girly week then you can pack your things now" Diane screamed unleashing the anger she didn't know she had. She was so excited for you to stay with her, she thought she was going to get the most peaceful and perfect week but her 3 charming boys where putting a stern stop to it. She was walking up and down the living room wondering why she couldn't just have you and not at all 3 of them.

You slowly walked down the stairs being careful not to trip up over your fluffy socks on the soft carpet as you knew tumbling down the stairs at 20 mph wouldn't be your finest move.

"Morning" you politely said walking over to the kitchen pretending to have no clue about the telling off these 3 boys where having. Diane quickly snapped her head towards you a big bright smile quickly appearing on her face.

"Oh good morning love did you sleep well?" She softly said throwing her middle finger up to the 3 boys as she could see them bitching about how you where her favourite.

"Oh yes lovely!" You shouted back from the kitchen noticing michael on his hands and knees picking up broken glass from the floor due to the vase. Michael looked up seeing you in shorts and trent hoodie with a fed up look on his face, already having enough with the day even though it was only half 10 In the morning. You slightly laughed not realising you were going to see Michael picking up the pieces of the misery this morning.

"Don't even ask darling them boys are driving my wife mad" he giggled to you standing up carefully making a beeline for the bin the corner. You couldn't help but laugh walking across the kitchen that you came to love due to most weeks cooking the Sunday dinner with Diane in this very spot.

"Oh don't worry I wasn't going to I heard enough of it from upstairs" you said grabbing a box of cereal and a bowl from the cupboard. Michael walked over noticing the cereal and taking a fancy into what you had chosen. You and Michael happened to have alot of things in common, breakfast choices being a big one.

"Oooo you wouldn't mind fixing me up a bowl would you" he said politely, knowing you would always say yes to him as you 2 had the cutest relationship together. Since you met trents parents you had gotten along with both of them like a house on fire, Diane was like your best friend and more whereas Michael was your partner in crime in a game of Monopoly or running through asda on Christmas eve after Diane forcing you both in.

"Ofc Michael just grab me a bowl from the cupboard" you said trying to not spill half the weetabix across the kitchen floor making Diane have heart failure before dinner time. Michael opened the cupboard grabbing the first bowl he could find.

"Oh shit!" Michael shouted as the bowl smashed against the floor into a million pieces causing you both to snap your eyes at each other. Michael had already launched himself on the kitchen counter not wanting to get glass all over him whereas you had thrown your hands over your eyes not believing what had happened.

"Michael are you serious" Diane ran in with a look of fear on her face as her 3 boys came running in right behind her with faces of pure joy as they knew they where no longer the worst people in the house.

"Omg" you said in-between laughs as you couldn't help but put your head in your hands due to the amusement of the smash.

"Oi shut up you" Michael said with a smile and a point "look love I really didn't mean to" he quickly said trying to ease the tension between him and his wife.

"Oh just get out" she said quickly ushering you both out as she began to pick up every last piece. You walked past slowly walking over to your boyfriend pissing himself at the amusement it brought him.

"Oh I really dont know what your laughing at do you want to explain to me why your mum was telling you off this morning?" You quickly said with your arms crossed as you all sat down in the living room. Tyler had placed himself down next to his dad wanting to irritate him knowing he was in the dog house where as Marcel layed himself on the floor looking up at his phone.

"Erm" trent quickly said embarrassment running across his face as he placed his hand on your bare thigh which was placed across his legs.

"We where playing indoor football" he quickly answered realising just how stupid it actually was. Your mouth immediately opened as you didnt think your boyfriend could be this immature.

"Diane were going shopping today! ALL DAY!" You shouted through the house proceeding to stand up.

"Y/n don't! What if I break something else" trent said looking at you with pure fear in his face as he grabbed your hand pulling you down.

"Don't act like a child then these things wount happen" you said kissing him on the cheek quietly walking past to get ready for your girly shopping day.

"You just got done by your girlfriend" Tyler said laughing to himself whilst watching his dad online shopping for bowls.

"Oh shut up tyler!" You laughed half way up the stairs knowing the older brother will forever be the most annoying.

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In a heartbeat | Kim Minji x reader

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Hello author! I hope you are doing well today💜 i wanted to say i love your page and the things you write💜💜 if you have time i would like to request a jiu vampire au thats fluff and maybe suggestive :)

Warnings: Mentions of drinking blood, but nothing too graphic

Genre: Vampire AU

Wordcount: 1,328

A/N: hope you’ll like it!!

Morning sunlight illuminated your bare back, making it look incredibly soft. Jiu felt as if your skin was calling out to her, begging for her touch. She knew better though. Her cold, lifeless fingers would only stir you awake when you clearly were in need of a good quality sleep. Especially after such a long and passionate night.

You were so good to her.

And she’s been waiting hundreds of years to finally find you. Her soulmate, her Y/N.

She watched you from her favorite spot on a cozy armchair located few feet away from bed. It gave her the perfect view of your figure. Your body slightly raising with every breath you took. Although Jiu heard your steady breathing even from afar thanks to her emplified senses.

She bit her lip noticing how disheveled your hair became. The exact same hair that she harshly pulled onto last night the moment you were giving her so much pleasure. Her memory flew even further, remembering every small detail about the way you moved your body and your lustful eyes. You were hungry for her even if she was the one feeding from you. You looked so confident last night, knowing exactly how good you make her feel, yet still your body was so fragile compared to hers. So gentle, almost as if made of glass.

It was Jiu’s job to protect you, to make sure you didn’t lack anything and that all your needs were fulfilled. She did it effortlessly, like she was born to do it. Born for you.

A long sigh drawn from your lips let her know you were awake. After a minute of shuffling in bed, you met her eyes, a lazy smile forming on your face. You stretched out with a yawn, positive that she won’t be able to look away.

“Hey, pretty girl.” Your voice raspy, as you sat yourself against the soft bed rest.

Instead of replying, Jiu made her way towards you, holding your expecting gaze. She crawled onto the sheets and with one finger underneath your chin, she kissed you softly.

“Hey, baby.” She finally spoke with the spark in her eyes, sunlight highlighted it even more creating the most beautiful shade of brown you’ve ever seen.

She was gorgeous. And somehow yours.

The cold of her skin stopped bothering you some time ago. You got so used to being with Jiu. She shared so many stories with you, not hiding even those blameworthy ones as well. She trusted you, you would never judge her. Especially not for what she became, since it wasn’t even her choice to begin with. She was turned against her will.

“How did you sleep? How are you feeling?” Warm voice making sure that despite losing blood for her, you were still healthy and strong.

“I’m okay, can’t remember last time I slept this well.” The way she looks at you makes your heart swell, you grabbed her hand in order to intertwine your fingers together.

“I’ll go and make you some breakfast, angel. You always need to eat a lot the day after.” She planted a few kisses against your knuckles. Your heart raced and the worst thing was that you weren’t able to hide it from her. Jiu heard it. Amused smirk she was wearing was enough of a proof.

She still found it so endearing that your body reacted like that. After almost a year of dating, you couldn't help, but to fall in love over and over again.

“But don’t take too long or I’ll miss you.” You pouted at the sight of her figure leaving the bedroom.

“You can always jump in the shower in the meantime.” Your girlfriend said over her shoulder.

“Are you assuming that I smell?” With narrowed eyes you watched her wink at you one last time before disappearing behind the door.

Both of you chuckled quietly when the other one was out of sight. Jiu was preparing ingredients for pancakes when she heard you play one of her vinyls on the record player. It was an old jazzy album - one of your favorites.

Jiu hummed along the soft melody and began cooking, as shower started to run in the bathroom above her. She smiled to herself, you always obeyed her. You deserved a cup of coffee with your breakfast, she decided.

Since Jiu usually cooked for you, her skills upgraded a lot and it didn’t take her long to have two pancakes with strawberry jam spread in shape of a smiley face on top. With whipped cream she added two fangs to it, making it look like a vampire’s face. She also poured a glass of orange juice and put it on the tray right next to the porcelain cup filled with latte. Satisfied with the result, she made her way back to the bedroom only to find it oddly empty.

The balcony door was open wide with the refreshing breeze flowing inside. Jiu found you with your back facing her on the terrace, while enjoying sunny weather. She put down the tray on the nightstand and turned in your direction. You were now wearing a buttoned shirt and some shorts, your relaxed posture made your girlfriend want to enjoy the view a little more. She heard you inhale deeply and lean back with, as she assumed, eyes closed.

She was right because the moment you turned around you opened them again to stare directly at her. You felt her presence despite her walking practically soundlessly all the time. You grabbed the steel balustrade behind you and addressed her with a teasing smile.

“Come here, I don’t bite.” Jiu took two slow steps in your direction, before you spoke again causing her to chuckle lowly. “Unlike you.”

“Point taken.” She shrugged half heartedly and wrapped her arms around you. “Breakfast is served.”

"And what's on today's menu?" You smiled gratefully, old songs still playing in the background.

"Your favorite. Pancakes with strawberry jam and a little touch from your personal chef." She winked, whlie tracing your cheek lovingly.

"You're the best. I'm starving." With her hand in yours you led both of you back inside and onto the bed.

Jiu watched the back of your head with fondness. She'd go anywhere with you. She'd follow you with no second thoughts. Even if she had to relive her entire, long life again, she was certain. In a heartbeat, Jiu would always go back to you. With eyes closed, she knew you would be the one she'll choose.

You laughed wholeheartedly upon seeing vampire's face on your pancake. The sound made her focus on you once again.

"I want flowers for the next time." After a big gulp of orange juicce, you began consuming.

"Your wish is my command, angel." Since you were busy with eating, Jiu started humming and singing under her breath, her head nodding slowly to the current song playing.

You watched her fascinated. Was there something she couldn't do? You were wondering. Being on this planet for such a long time sure left her educated on so many thrilling things. Her delicate voice matching the melody perfectly. She would be a star, she had it all. Looks, talent and passion for music, which also became her escape from every struggle she had to deal with. Thanks to singing Jiu kept her humanity and will to live. Without it she'd be nobody, that's what she said weeks ago.

Something deep inside you told you that you truly were the luckiest person on Earth for being able to see so many sides of Jiu. To call her yours. To be her soulmate. You also had a responsibility resting on your shoulders. To keep her happy, healthy and make sure that she felt loved no matter what.