#take a paid day off while the restaurant gets fixed up

[ynbabe]

hi love <3

Could I humbly request the grid (or whoever if you have a specific person in mind) in this scenario?https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT2TRnx2T/

Hi!! So glad I have TikTok now cause this req is sooo perfect. And the fact that the inspo had an f1 shirt on is so valid. Also this is a long ass post so it had to be split in two, I will be taking other reqs in the in the meantime!!

Cute situations w/ f1 drivers- ep3 pt 1 [2025 grid edition!!]

You pay for the food

Charles

“Well, well, well-” you started with a tone of sarcasm, the panicked look on Charles’ face turning to one of annoyance.

“Y/n…” he tried to reason with you but the blaring of the fire alarm drowned his voice.

Leo, who rested in your hands, who was panicking along with you when the alarm began, was now glaring at your boyfriend and his father with the same unimpressed glare that you had fixed on him.

“Don’t I remember telling you not to cook?” You cocked a brow, resting the dog on your hip like he was a human child. The whole scene would have been hilarious if it wasn’t blanketed in smoke.

Atleast the man in front of you had the decency to look apologetic, sheepishly mumbling out an apology, kissing you to hide his guilt, “can you order in, belle? I’ll clean up!”

You could only accept the offer, needing to get a now sneezing Leo out of the kitchen.

You had just finished placing the order, laying on the couch, when Charles walked in, hint of guilt still on his face, “Did you order yet, y/n? I’ll get my card-”

“I already paid,” you answered, thinking it would be a big deal, but the look on Charles’ face said otherwise.

“What? Why? Are you still mad at me?” He asked, worried and hyper.

“What- no, of course not! My information was already in my phone, Charlie.” You giggled, watching his face go through the five stages of grief.

He laid on top of you, breath tickling your neck, “well, I’m paying you back,” you had begun to refuse but Charles wouldn’t give in, “non, don’t even.” He ended the conversation.

You could only help but laugh, pulling him closer to you, causing Leo to yip in jealousy, and Charles to react before you could.

“Shut up, Leo.”

Lewis

You and Lewis didn’t often dine in, choosing to cook instead, but it had been a lazy night and neither of you were in the mood to cook or clean.

You had suggested a restaurant for delivery and Lewis had agreed, so you’d gone and placed the order. Lewis had just come back with his card when you furrowed your brows in confusion.

“What?” You asked, confused. Lewis was more confused than you were.

“Don’t you need to pay?” He asked, making you smile.

“I already paid, babe, had my info on the app.” You replied nonchalantly, but the answer didn’t seem to satisfy him.

He had an indecipherable look on his face, “since when do you pay?” He added making you scoff.

“Wha- I pay! Lew, what the hell?” You tried to defend yourself.

He playfully rolled his eyes while taking your phone, “Babe, no offence, you haven’t paid or opened a door a single day since we started dating,”, he typed for a few seconds before returning your phone to you, “there, now it’s my information,” he smiled, proud of himself.

“Just so you know I’m going on a shopping spree now,” you walked off, kissing him with a smirk on your lips, the smile on his falling instantly.

Lando

Both of you had been watching tv, the show forgotten as background noise. Somehow grey’s anatomy had spiralled into making out on the sofa like horny teenagers finally getting the house alone.

Lando pulled away, breathless, and you rested your head against his shoulder, his hand coming up to brush your hair.

“You know what would make this moment even more perfect?” He asked out, and you hummed to get him to answer.

“Spring rolls.” He answered dreamily.

You sat up, eyes blown in anger, “WHAT? Is that what you’re thinking about right now, Lando? What the hell-”

He looked at you with pleading eyes, “Pleeaaseeee, y/n?”

You huffed and rolled your eyes, much to Lando’s joy, “fine, but I’m telling Jon ur cheating-”

The look on his face was enough to vindicate you, giggling to yourself as you placed the order.

You kept your phone down, going back to the show, when Lando poked your side, looking down at you in confusion.

“Don’t you need me to pay?” He asked and you mocked anger, pushing off him to sit up.

“Need you to pay? Lando, what do you think of me? I have a job you know!” You could see him try to back peddle when you couldn’t take it anymore, a smile cracking on your lips.

“Oh you muppet, you scared me, thought u was gonna have to sleep on the sofa tonight!” He laughed pulling you back into him.

He stretched doing something out of your sight, the next moment your phone dinged, thinking it was the delivery you picked it to check but noticed a credit of 100 pounds to your account.

“LANDO-”

Oscar

There were only a few things Oscar loved more than sleep. Two of those being you and-

“Tim tams!” He whispered, groaning as he put down the bags of groceries, “we forgot the freaking tim tams.” He said in genuine despair, making you chuckle.

He’d begun whispering sad monologues about the sweet treats to himself, when you placed the order for them. Twenty minutes later when the last of the groceries were put in their place, the bell rang and you motioned for him to open the door.

“Babe! Did you order these?” He said with joy in voice, the few moments his collected nature melted away to reveal what he truly felt.

He turned to the delivery guy, “how much do I owe ya, mate?” He asked, surprised to see the man say it had already been paid for.

“You paid for these?”

“Yea my phone had my card in it silly,” you took the packet from his hands, placing it in a drawer.

“What? Why? Since when do you pay?” He asked making you raise you brow at him, “I mean- not like, I’m getting you ice cream!” He panicked, placing an order on his phone, making you laugh as you followed him out the kitchen.

George

“I’m gonna get the twenty piece,” you said out loud, placing an order, “you want something?” You asked the blonde next to you.

“Nope,” came the answer so you accepted the terms, paying for your food.

“Ugh I have to wait for thirty minutes, the fries are gonna be so soggy,” you complained, stopping George in his tracks, his wallet opened in his hands.

“Huh?” He questioned, looking at you weird.

You still hadn’t looked up, “yea thirty minutes is wayyy too long, could’ve just gone myself-”

“No like my cards here?” He continued.

That’s when you looked up, to see his confused face, card in hand, “Yea ofcourse I paid, what do you mean?” You laughed.

“Love, I always pay, you never have to pay when I’m there!” He argued genuinely concerned.

“Aww babe, it’s okay! It was faster this way,” you shrugged, doing nothing to change George’s mind.

“Nuh uh, I’m going to Apple Pay you, how much is a twenty peice? Thirty pounds?” He immediately tapped on his phone, making you laugh, folding in half.

“Baby, no!”

Kimi

“What. Is. This?” You threw your pencil down, groaning into your palms. Kimi sitting besides you wasn’t doing any better, cursing the paper in Italian hoping it’d have the decency to solve itself.

“Let’s call George, he’ll know what to do, yes?” You asked, holding your head in your hands.

“non so cosa fare!” Came his reply, his face scrunched in confusion and irritation, “Non capisco questo- co-cosa è questo?” The pushed the paper away and turned to you with a serious look in his eyes. “Tell mama I’m dropping out and jumping on the track.”

You would have reacted but your head was dizzy, “I mean why do we even need algebra, also you can’t do that your mother would kill Toto… and George,” you said as he slumped against you.

“We need food,” he muttered against your shoulder, making you giggle and lean your head against his.

“Italian?” You asked joking.

“Your favourite, no?” He replied, smirking and nudging you, making you push back, hiding your growing blush.

“Shut up or you’re not getting pizza.” You ordered and paid.

“You did the order?” Kimi asked making you hum, “you paid? Amore, I would have paid!” He jumped up. You didn’t know why he was taking it so seriously. “Mama will kill me if I let you pay. I’m a gentleman!” He claimed, cheeks puffing up.

You couldn’t help but laugh, “you’re eighteen and you can’t solve your math problems-”

“Shut up- I pay for next one!” And you couldn’t argue with the adorable boy in front you.

Pierre

“For the last time Y/n, we are NOT getting sushi AGAIN!” He yelled from across the table. It wasn’t your fault the sushi place Yuki introduced you to was amazing and so close your apartment.

“You’re acting like Lando now,” you retorted laughing at his offended face.

“Ay don’t say that! You’re my girlfriend you can’t be mean to me,” he pouted.

“Fine, we can get Chinese then,” he smirked knowing he’d complain and you were right as he muttered something about loving you and god testing him in French under his breath.

“It’ll be here soon, the sushi would have been faster though, just saying,” you announced.

“You don’t have to pay?” He asked confused with his card in his hand.

“What no of course I have to pay! I just paid-”

“Why would you pay! You’re insulting me, amour, you should never have to pay!” He insisted making you melt.

“Aww Pierre, it’s okay!”

“Non, I’m paying you back!”

“Pierre!”

Jack

“I’m getting something to eat, do you want anything?” You asked jack, who nodded no. You placed the order, waiting for it to reach.

“Here,” Jack passed held his card out, making you laugh, you guys had been dating only for a few months, still in awkward phase of not knowing what to do but it was nice knowing he cared even about the small things.

“Jack, you don’t have to pay! Besides it’s only my stuff anyways,” you tried to wave off his outstretched hand, but he was serious.

“Look, I know we don’t get to spend much time together with the races and everything…” he paused trying to articulate his thoughts, “but uh, you are my girlfriend! And I want to do to things for you!” He rushed out blushing, trying not to look into your eyes.

You could feel the heat rush to your face, it was the first relationship where it felt real, like there was something special, you couldn’t help the smile that spread on your face, “um, yeah, uh thank you, that’s really nice, I’d like that.” You kissed his cheek.

Fernando

Everything with Fernando was easy, he woke up early for training and by the time he came back you’d be up, either making breakfast or getting ready to go out. Today was different, both you had the time for a lazy day in so you ordered in.

“Nando, I’m placing the order, you want anything else?” You called across the room to where the man was busy recording one of his TikTok’s.

“No, my wallet is in the drawer,” he replied.

“Oh no need, I already place the order! It will here in twenty,” you announced making him stop in his tracks.

“You paid? Why? Are you angry?” He turned to you completely serious.

“What? Babe no! I just ordered, it’s not so serious,”

He continued through your answer, “por favour, next time don’t pay, okay? You are my wife! You shouldn’t have to pay when I’m here!”

Lance

“Hey Lance, I’m ordering in, do you want anything?” You asked sitting across him on the sofa, nudging his thigh with your feet.

He didn’t look up from his phone, placing a hand on your shin instead, “yea I’ll get a smoothie, thanks” you hummed and placed the order.

Jumping a little when he placed a card on your thigh where you’d be able to reach it.

“What’s this for?” You questioned confused, making the man opposite you furrow his brows.

“For the food?”

“Oh I already paid-”

“What? Since when do you pay?”

“What? Ofcourse I pay!” You replied slightly offended, you paid, not often but definitely did!

“Babe, the last you paid was in 2020 when I was in Italy and you were back home,” he deadpanned, making you roll your eyes.

Part 2 with Max, Yuki, Esteban, Ollie, Liam, Isack, Carlos, Alex, Nico and Gabi- COMING SOON!!

[strangemaleswaps]

Strange Double Dad Swap

Hunter:

It was a regular day. My boyfriend, Quinn, and I were hanging around my house on a Saturday. We had just finished breakfast and were deciding what to do.

“Man it's way too hot today. I don't feel like doing anything,” Quinn announced. It was true, there was definitely a heat wave going on or something. Normal people would stay inside, but a certain someone had other plans.

“Hey boys!” My dad walked into the room with a determined look on his face.

“Hey dad. What's up?”

“I'm gonna go fix that hole on the roof. The neighbors paid for the damages their kids did to it, but somebody’s still gotta do the work.”

“Today?” It's too hot out.

“Well,” he said with a laugh. “You can't stop progress!”

Once he walked out to the garage and was out of earshot, Quinn spoke up.“Your dad is like the biggest workaholic ever.”

“I know right.”

“Better than being lazy…like you,” he teased.

“Hey!” We laughed and then decided to watch a movie.

Quinn:

A few hours later we were talking in our group chat with a couple old school friends. Somehow the topic got to Hunter's dad and how hot he was. He looked at me with a confused face.

“My dad?”

“You gotta admit. He's pretty hot.”

“What the hell? No way.”

“Well of course you would say that. He’s like…your dad. Duh.”

“Well what if I said your dad was hot? He really is actually.

”Ew. He did not just go there. The idea of my dad being considered hot by anyone, was an unsettling thought. Who could like a guy like him? He was always supportive of me and all, but tended to be overly formal in casual situations.

“My dad? Gross. He's like…all traditional and stuff.” He laughed.

“And how does that affect his looks?”

“It doesn't. I mean…well he's fat and has had the same ugly mustache since the 90s.”

“Well I happen to think the chubby mustache combo is pretty sexy…”

“Gross! Stop! Your dad is the sexy one! Those piercing hazel eyes…that fit bod…”

We got in each other's faces and after a couple seconds of silence, we flopped back onto the couch and started laughing.

“If anyone heard us just now, they'd think we were nuts!” Hunter said between laughs.

“True!” I replied. “Well whatever. What are we gonna do now? I'm still bored.”

“I have an idea,” he scooted closer to me and began stroking my pants.

“But your dad's home.”

“Yeah, but he's on the roof. He's such a perfectionist with all his projects; he'll be there all day.”

“Yeah I guess.” I let out a laugh. “Well then…shall we head over to the bedroom?”

Hunter:

As Quinn sucked my dick, all I could think about was his dad. How hot it would be to fuck him, and watch him cum. Man, that would be amazing. But it was only a dream. It would really make things awkward between Quinn and I, even if it somehow did happen. I guess the only thing I could do was close my eyes and pretend he was his dad. I leaned over and kissed him, pretending he had that sexy mustache.

“I'm gonna cum!” He said between breaths. He got onto his back and jerked while I did the same, sitting on top of him. My last thought was of his dad before I closed my eyes and came; The sound of Quinn’s moaning meant that he finished too - the same time as me. It was so intense that I started feeling a little lightheaded. Before I knew it, I blacked out.

Quinn:

I opened my eyes to find I was outside. What happened? The last thing I remember, we were messing around and I came. I've been known to get so exhausted afterward that I want to take a nap, but that was just straight up blacking out. Was this a dream? I looked around and realized that I was outside my dad's restaurant. What was I doing here? It was then that I noticed it was extra hot and I found that I was wearing long sleeves. I examined my clothes to see I was wearing a tie with a black shirt and vest combo. No wonder I was sweating my ass off. But I think I recognized the outfit. My dad's? That couldn't be…

I walked inside and scanned the area. I spent a lot of time at this restaurant as a kid so I knew the layout pretty well. I would probably get an explanation by talking to my dad, so I headed for his office, but was stopped by one of the waitresses.

“Hi Mr. Rivera! How are you today?” I had no idea who this waitress was but I didn't want to be rude so I greeted her back.

“I'm good. Thanks.” My voice came out raspier than usual. A little deeper too. What was going on?

I tried the door handle. Locked. Great. What was I supposed to do now? I took a seat on the nearby bench and it felt like I sat on something, but nothing was on the bench. I searched my back pockets and it was almost like my butt was bigger somehow. I grabbed a pair of keys - my dad's pair of keys. Oh god. What if…?

I quickly turned the keys and closed the door behind me. I felt around my front pockets and took out a phone - his phone. I opened the front camera and found his face staring back at me. Fuck no, this couldn't be happening! How did I switch bodies with my dad? What was I going to say to Hunter?

Hunter:

What happened? I opened my eyes to the blue sky, but looked down to find I was on the roof! What the hell?! I scanned the area and noticed that I was home…on the roof. Did my dad bring me up here somehow?”

“Hey dad! Where are you?” I said, but my voice came out weird. Deeper somehow. I caught sight of my hands and found I was wearing gloves that had some dirt on them. My dad's gloves? What was going on? When I noticed that I was wearing his clothes - the same clothes he was wearing earlier this morning - it suddenly hit me.

“What the hell! I'm my dad!” I screamed.

How did this happen? What was Quinn going to think? And how do I even get down from the roof…

Quinn:

I held the phone up to my ear and anxiously waited for my dad to pick up. I realized that if I was in his body, he must be in mine right? After a few seconds, it went to ringtone. I couldn't wait any longer so I decided to go there myself. It wasn't too long of a drive to Hunter's house at least. I walked through the restaurant, (thankfully no employees noticed me), and pressed the button on the keys to locate my car. The reflection in the car reminded me of what I looked like, but I tried to ignore it and got into the driver's seat. There, I could see a clear reflection of myself in the rear view mirror for the first time. It was definitely my dad's face. His double chin was so evident without any facial hair - well except for his ugly mustache. I touched it with two fingers and brushed along to see what it felt like. I grazed the back of my head to find the bald spot he had there. This was so gross! I turned the ignition and was on my way to figure out how to fix this!

Hunter:

After climbing down the ladder, I was back inside the house and I immediately headed towards the bedroom where Quinn and I fucked. There we found our bodies seemingly unconscious on the bed, in the same position we were in. It was really creepy.

“Hey uh. Dad? Wake up…” I said hesitantly. No response.

“Wake up!” I said even louder. No response.

They must be in a coma or something. Oh god what if I was stuck like this? I headed towards the bathroom and found my dad's face staring back at me in the mirror. I made different facial expressions and started to creep myself out. Thankfully I was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. I made my way and opened the front door just as Quinn's dad jumped out of the car, almost losing his balance as his feet hit the concrete

.“Sorry, I'm not used to this…” He looked up at me. “Oh uh I mean, hey there Mr. Patterson. Um, have you seen my uh son?”

I think I had an idea what was going on.

“Quinn?” I asked.

“Yeah? I mean- yeah that's his name…I mean…” He paused for a few seconds until he must've realized what had happened too.

“H-hunter? Is that you?”

“Yep. And that's really you in there?”

“Oh god. This sucks! What are we going to do? Wait, where are our bodies?”

“In the room where we last were. Whether or not our dads are in our bodies doesn't matter because they're unconscious or something.”

“So we're stuck like this?”Suddenly I had an idea.

“Well…you did say my dad was hot…”

“What are you getting at….OH.” Quinn replied as I smirked. “But…I mean...it's my dad's dick!”

“Yeah I know. But this may be your only chance to fuck my dad. Same thing for me too.”

“Well…being in a different body means I'm horny again so…”I leaned in for a kiss. The brushing of his mustache against my face felt amazing. Even better than I imagined!

“Shall we go?” Quinn said with a smile.

Quinn:

We didn't know what to do with our bodies so we just left them there and closed the door. Hopefully they wouldn't hear anything if they somehow were still conscious.We went into Hunter's dad's room and he immediately started stripping. He had the sexiest athletic body. Blond hair covered his entire chest and while he didn't have a six pack or anything, he had some pretty decent pecs.

Hunter looked into the mirror and made a frown.

“This is so gross!”

“Maybe don't look at your face in the mirror. Only look at the body.”

“I guess it's not as bad when I do that. But still…” He gazed at me with lust in his eyes. “Your turn.”

I so wasn't ready for this! But he hugged me and began to strip me himself, starting with my tie and vest. Each piece of clothing made my dad's chubby body more and more obvious. He started unbuttoning my shirt until the tank top underneath was revealed. I guess I didn't look as bad as I thought. My dad must've lost weight. I didn't want to go any further than that, but I also really wanted to feel his body against mine so I lifted the tank top off happily…but I was met with a terrifying surprise.

“Shit,” I said. My chubby rolls slapped the rest of my body as I gawked at myself in the mirror. It's no wonder that the tank top felt so constricting. It was holding in all that blubber.

I turned to Hunter and expected him to be upset, but was instead met with a sexy smirk. God, making his dad do those hot expressions was really turning me on.

“Wait you like this?” I asked.

“Of course. You're even bigger than I thought. An absolute muffin top.” He came from behind and wrapped his arms around me. I could feel my dick harden as much as it could and grasped it. It was still gross the idea that it was my dad’s dick but I didn't care. All that mattered was Hunter's sexy body.

He reached his hands over and grabbed my man tits. When he played with them, I experienced sensations I never felt before as a twink. Vibrations went through my body as he jiggled every bit of squishy flesh. I turned around to return the favor - I kneeled down and started sucking his cock. He was huge! Much bigger than what he had before. It wasn't any harder to take it in though; I guess my dad's mouth must've opened bigger than mine. He put his hands around the back of my head and started pushing his cock down my throat. Faster and faster, as I jerked myself.

Suddenly he stopped as I could feel the warm cum shoot down my throat at the same time I shot my own load. In one big gulp I swallowed it all and hopped onto my back, the flabby rolls jiggling as I did.

Afterwards we washed up and Hunter put on one of his dad's t-shirts, while I just put on what I had before, because I knew nothing would fit me. We walked back into Hunter's room to see if our dads had woken up, to find that they had disappeared completely. In fact, the whole room was magically cleaned up and the bed made, as if it was a guest room and always had been.

“So…I guess we're the dads now,” Hunter said with a smirk.

“And best of all, we don't have any sons,” I replied as I opened Grindr.

[guilty-pleasures21]

The bodyguard

Sorry this took a while ... 😅

Bodyguard!Jason x Actress!Reader

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Warning: intimate touching.

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     “Jason!” X yelled as she sank onto the sofa with her tub of ice cream. “It’s on! Quick!”

     He sighed as he walked over to the sofa and took a seat at the opposite end to her. “You know, you don’t pay me enough to watch this.”

     X shot him an exasperated look. “Then start paying me rent.” 

     She’d hired him as her bodyguard about three months ago and she liked to think that they’d at least become friends in that time - hanging out at secluded restaurants in the middle of the day, watching trashy reality shows after dinner, sneaking off to the supermarket at midnight, when no one would see her. She hadn’t known anyone in Gotham when she’d arrived - she’d only gone there to shoot some scenes for her latest movie, after all - and it was nice to have made a friend along the way. She shuffled closer to him, searching his person for a spoon as she held the tub of ice cream out to him, then she sighed when she saw that he hadn’t brought one. She handed him the tub with an exasperated look, then got up to go get an extra spoon.

     He lowered his head as he accepted the tub, trying to hide his smile. He hadn’t planned on this being a full-time gig when he’d applied for the job. Tim had suggested it to him when they’d been playing video games one night and though he’d scoffed at the idea at first, he’d slowly become convinced by it: being the temporary bodyguard of the quickly rising starlet while they filmed in the area. It seemed easy enough - a perfect fit, actually, considering all his martial arts and weapons training. And it paid pretty well too. Plus, she’d started letting him stay over at her apartment once she’d gotten more comfortable around him and he had to admit that he didn’t hate her place. He glanced up at her as he accepted the spoon she’d returned with, trying hard to not let his eyes flicker to her chest, but she just sat back down beside him, oblivious to his near lapse in self control. He’d expected her to be beautiful, of course - you didn’t become the heroine of a movie without having some sort of physical charisma that drew people to the screen. But what he hadn’t expected was how down-to-Earth she’d be: kind and welcoming and always ready for a laugh. That was the part that was starting to wear on him. He slid his gaze over to her as she scooped up a bite of ice cream, her features illuminated by the soft glow of the television. She snickered at something someone had said and he smiled softly before letting go of his thoughts and settling in to watch the show with her.

     “Cut!” X held in a frustrated groan as the director yelled for them to stop - again. They'd been working on the same stupid scene for the last hour and she still couldn't get it right! Either her moans were too loud or she was wriggling around too vigorously or her expression wasn't ‘lustful enough’. How the hell was she supposed to know how to fix that last one?! She stayed on the bed for a moment long, delaying the inevitable scolding she was about to receive. Finally, she sucked in a deep breath and sat up.

     The director pinched the bridge of his nose and took a moment to consider his next words.

     “Let's take a break,” he sighed finally. “I need a drink.” He stalked off the set before anyone could approach him, grumbling quietly under his breath. X's co-star turned to her in amusement and held a hand out to help her off the bed. 

     “Thanks,” X said as she accepted Sam's help. But she was careful to avoid his gaze as she covered herself back up with her robes: he'd acted in scenes like this a hundred times already, having been in the industry long before she had, and here she was making his job unnecessarily more difficult.

     Sam shuffled awkwardly in position, trying to figure out how to comfort her. It was pretty obvious that it was her first time doing a sex scene, but she was so sweet and so hardworking and he didn't think she deserved the constant scolding she'd been receiving from the director. 

     “Don't take it to heart. You're doing great!” He patted her reassuringly on the shoulder, but she kept her head lowered as her cheeks warmed with embarrassment.

     “Right,” she mumbled, unconvinced by his kind words, before retreating to her dressing room.

     Jason followed after her, concerned by her dip in mood. The director hadn't said anything that didn't seem true, but he still felt like punching the guy in the face for making her feel so bad about herself. He locked the door behind him after entering the room, wanting to give her a little privacy, then he joined her where she was standing by her dresser. X remained hunched over the table in silence and Jason rubbed his jaw while he waited for her to speak, suddenly noticing how hard he'd been clenching it whilst she'd been working on that scene with her co-star. Was it really necessary to include a sex scene anyway? It didn't do anything to further the plot. And this was a soon-to-be Hollywood blockbuster hit, not some undistinguished piece of pornography buried deep in the archives of the internet! He unclenched his jaw - again - and inhaled slowly before clearing his throat. “X?”

     She sighed and slumped over her dresser table, defeated. How was she ever going to get her big break if she couldn't even act like she was in love with someone?! Well, ‘love’ was probably the wrong word - she was fine at acting in love. It was the ‘lust’ part that she was struggling with.

     “I just … I just …” She covered her face with her hands as she turned to face him, her entire body heating up with shame. “Ugh! This is going to sound so embarrassing!”

     Jason raised an eyebrow as he folded his arms across his chest, but he waited patiently for her to continue. X sucked in a few breaths, gathering her courage. Then finally, “I’ve never … I’ve never done it … before …”

     He furrowed his brows, confused by her vague revelation. X looked up when he hadn't responded, wincing in anticipation of the look on his face. But he just looked … confused. 

     “Done what?” Jason asked when she didn't elaborate. X's eyes widened, surprised that he didn't get it.

     “You know …” she insisted, her voice growing softer and softer with each word. “Had … sex …”

     And now it was his turn to have his eyes widen in surprise.

     “Oh! Okay …” He took a moment to consider her confession … but it didn’t make any sense: she was so hot! So pretty and so sweet. How the hell had no one ever tried it on her before? “Why?”

     “Why?” X repeated, her tone incredulous. “What do you mean ‘why’?”

     Jason shrugged, then gestured to her general being. “I mean … you’ve either got to be really picky or just … have crap taste in men.”

     “What?” X narrowed her eyes at him, puzzled by the statement. Jason waved away her concerns.

     “Never mind. It’s not important.” 

     An uncomfortable silence soon settled around them as they both tried to figure out what to say. Then X decided to break the tension. “Have you … done it before?” 

     Her heart thudded with nervous anticipation as she waited for his response. She wasn’t sure why, but she was terrified to hear his response: to imagine him with some other woman when … when she’d never been with anyone before. But what did it matter to her? It wasn’t like they were … dating or anything. The thought didn’t stop her insides from twisting with unease though.

     Jason pursed his lips in thought. Had he ever been with anyone before? Given himself over to someone like that? Been so intimate with them, allowing them to see all his scars and his pain and his vulnerabilities? Of course not! No way in hell! “No.”

     Now it was her turn to be surprised - even as a wave of relief washed over her at his admission. A wave of relief she didn’t want to acknowledge given that he’d never indicated any interest in her whatsoever. Not as anything more than a friend anyway. “Why?’

     Jason shifted in position, starting to get uncomfortable himself. 

     “Because of the coma?” he reminded her. That was the lie he’d told her: that he’d gotten into an accident a few years ago and then spent the subsequent time training himself back to peak physical health. She'd wanted to learn more about it, but he'd said that he still wasn't comfortable delving into all the details, so she'd left it alone. She was so compassionate like that.

     Her features light up with realisation. “Oh! Right! Okay. Cool.” 

     She nodded to herself as a spurt of delight rushed through her at his confession and Jason raised an eyebrow at the smile he noticed she was trying to hide from him. He studied her for a moment, her features pinched with nerves, then an idea sprung to his mind about how he might be able to help her. He ran over to switch off the lights, plunging them into darkness without any explanation.

     “Jason!” X hissed, lowering her tone to what seemed appropriate for their new situation. “What are you doing?”

     He took a moment to let his eyes adjust to the sudden lack of light. Then he began making his way back to her. He pressed her back against her dresser, placing one hand on either side of her. Then, before he could regret his decision, “use me.”

     Her heart thudded in her chest at his suggestion. He couldn’t really be offering what she thought he was offering. Could he? “W-What?”

     “Use me,” he repeated, gesturing to his body before he could lose his nerve. “Use my body. Get to know what it feels like. I won’t … I won’t kiss you. Or touch you! If you don’t want me to. Just imagine I’m someone you really like and just … just get to know what it feels like.”

     His voice grew soft as he imagined what it would feel like; having her soft body pressed against his, her expression dazed with lust, her sweet voice moaning his name desperately. He leaned over her, focusing on his breathing to try to slow his rapid heartbeat, and waited.

     She raised her hands and carefully placed them on his shoulders. Was that why he’d switched off the lights? Because he hadn’t wanted her to see his face? Because he didn’t know that the only person she really liked … was him? She turned her face to the side, trying not to inhale the clean, masculine scent of him that made her stomach flip. “But … why?” 

     He could see her gaze flicker up to his now that his eyes had properly adjusted to the dark and shit, she was cute. With her round eyes and her curly lashes and her rosy lips that quivered with nerves. F*ck. He was regretting his decision already. “Because you’re too good of an actress to let something … stupid like this hold you back.”

     He really thought she was a good actress? X smiled with delight at the praise, not realising that he could see the way her lips twisted at the ends. “Okay …”

     She inhaled deeply, slowing down all her internal processes, then she fixed her gaze on his lips. He’d said that he wouldn’t kiss her, but that didn’t mean that she couldn’t admire how soft his lips looked; imagine how they would feel against hers. She slid her hands down his chest and her stomach somersaulted when she felt his abdominals clench at the same time that he let out a soft gasp. Holy shit, he was hot.

     Shit, shit shit! What the hell had he been thinking? Offering himself up to her like that?! He liked her - he really liked her - and he’d become comfortable enough with her to want to know what it would feel like, having her hands glide across his bare skin, her lips caressing his scars, her body pressed up against his as they explored one another with equal caution. X traced the outlines of his abs through his shirt and another gasp escaped his lips as her fingers hovered dangerously close to his suddenly aching centre. She curled her fingers around the waistband of his jeans, biting her lip as she thought about what she’d like to do next, then she wrapped her arms around his waist.

     “Sh-Shit …” Jason breathed. He gripped onto the edge of her dresser as she snuck her fingers beneath the hem of his shirt and glided them up his back. God, it felt good being touched.

     Wow. She could feel the muscles in his back rippling as she trailed her fingers along them. She'd always admired the way they'd flex whenever he was teaching her self-defence or when they were working out together and she couldn't believe the day had finally come when she could get to feel them herself! She leaned forward, tugging him closer to her at the same time, and her lips landed on the collar of his shirt. She curled her fingers against his back, frustrated by the interruption, then she slid her hands back down to his waist. “Jason … Can I take it off?”

     He sucked in a breath at her hoarse whisper. She’d said his name - she’d used his name even though he’d told her she could imagine him as anyone she’d ever wanted. This was getting dangerous now - it was getting real. He nodded slowly, then realised that she couldn't see him very well in the dark. So instead, he bent over to murmur in her ear. “Okay.”

     Her stomach fizzed at the slight nerves she could hear clouding the gravelly tone of his voice. He sounded so cute when he was nervous! Was he as nervous as her though? And for the same reason? Could he really like her like she liked him? She slid her hands up his torso to take his shirt off and her chest tingled as her fingers brush over the curved planes of his body. He laid his hands back on the dresser once she was done and she took her time trailing her fingers across the defined lines of his abs.

     His stomach tightened at her featherlight touch and he gritted his teeth against the feeling. He closed his eyes as she pressed her lips to his collarbone, not wanting to think about the fact that it was her who was kissing him, touching him so intimately, so gently. But then she ran her hands up his back and moaned softly against his chest and his brain went numb for a second at the sound of her pleasure - at the feeling of her luscious body pressed so tightly against his. F*ck, she felt good. 

     She whined as he started moving his body against hers, his stiff cock pressing against her throbbing hole. God, she needed him - she needed him so bad! With his soft voice and his beautiful eyes and that one smile he only ever reserved just for her. She moved her hands to the back of his neck and let out a choked gasp when he rolled his hips against hers. “J-Jason …”

     “F*ck,” he muttered under his breath. He picked her up like she weighed nothing at all and set her down on her dresser so she could wrap her legs around him. X untied her robe and sighed with relief at the feeling of his bare skin sliding against hers. She closed her lips around the soft skin at the crook of his neck and dragged her fingers down to his shoulders as she sucked on him carefully. Jason let out another soft curse and X giggled against his neck before licking and sucking her way up to his ear.

     A gravelly moan rumbled out of his chest as she slid her fingers into his hair and began teasing his earlobe with her tongue. In response, he lowered his head to her shoulder and grabbed her ass in one of his hands, squeezing her tighter against him and causing a soft squeak to escape from her lips.

     God, she could feel herself getting so wet between the legs as he rubbed himself against her front. X wriggled her body even more vigorously as her desire for him crescendoed, trying to slide her underwear off so there were less layers separating them. “Jason! Jason!”

     “Shhhhit.” He pulled back to look at her and his gaze immediately fell to her lips, parted with desperation as she rolled her hips against his. He bent over to press his mouth to hers, unable to take it anymore … Then someone knocked on the door and they both came crashing back down to reality.

     “Miss X?” one of the PA'S called through the door. “Are you ready to start shooting again?”

     She looked up at Jason with an expression of both horror and embarrassment. Then they both scrambled to tidy themselves up. She avoided looking at him as she raced over to the door, but she hesitated before unlocking it. 

     “ThanksJasonIreallyappreciateit!” She yelled the words all in one breath then ran out the door and back to the set.

     He stayed in the dressing room for a little longer, trying to process what had just happened. His body still burned in all the places that she’d touched him - all the places that she’d run her hands over - but she’d just been practising right? He started making his way back to the set as well, but he couldn't shake the little voice in his head that kept pointing out to him how she’d said his name.

     Sam’s chest heaved with shallow breaths as he looked down at X in shock. Shit! How had she gotten better so quickly?! He could still feel the adrenaline buzzing through his veins from the way she’d trailed her lips along his neck as she’d run her hands all over his body. F*ck.

     She furrowed her brows, confused by Sam's reaction. She glanced around at the other staff, bracing herself for another barrage of criticism … but they were all staring at her with the same expression. She turned back to Sam in question and he shook his head slightly before shooting her a grin.

     “Cut!” the director finally exclaimed, pulling everyone out of their reveries. Sam stood up and offered a hand to X, helping her get off the bed.

     “Was I … really that bad?” X asked, cringing as she let him pull her to her feet. Sam smiled. She was pretty cute when she was curling into herself shyly like that. And funny too. He hoped they’d continue to be friends even after filming had ended.

     “No!” he replied quickly, rubbing her back reassuringly. “You did great! You’ve got to tell me your secret: how did you manage to improve so quickly?!”

     X grinned at the praise, then her stomach dropped as she considered the answer to the question. It took everything in her to stop herself from looking over at Jason, standing at the edge of the set like he always did. He was always there when she needed him. Even for things that were definitely not in his job scope. 

     “Thanks,” she told Sam, letting her hair fall over her face to hide her blush. But eventually, she turned to glance at Jason, unable to resist the urge. Her heart sped up in excitement when she saw him already looking at her, his moss green eyes dark with lust. A shiver ran down her spine and she wrapped her robe tighter around herself as she pulled her gaze away from his. “But … Do you mind if I go change first?” 

     “Oh! Yeah! Right!” Sam tapped his head like he was silly for not having thought about it himself. “Of course. You want to grab some coffee after? Jason can come too.” He gave her bodyguard a friendly wave and Jason responded with a nod of greeting.

     She gulped at the mention of his name. But wait, this was a good thing! If Sam was there, then she wouldn’t have to be alone with Jason so quickly!

     “Oh! Yeah! I’ll ask him!” X shuffled over to him and fidgeted with her fingers awkwardly as she stopped just in front of him. “Um, Sam was asking if you wanted to get coffee?” She flicked her eyes up to his and bit her lip as she waited for his response.

     God, she had the most beautiful eyes: big and dark and framed by thick, curling lashes. His eyes fell to her lips and he swallowed hard as he remembered how soft they’d felt against his skin. “Uh, yeah. Sure.”

     He dragged his gaze away from her and clasped his hands behind his back, reminding himself again how she’d called his name as she’d run her hands all over his bare skin. 

     “Great! I’m just gonna go get changed.” She scurried off to her dressing room and some of the tension eased from his body. Shit. How the hell had he f*cked things up so badly?! Argh! He was such an idiot!

[offbranddrpepsi]

Hi. Can I request yandere headcanons for Chamber from Valorant?

Absolutely!

Yandere Chamber Headcanons

Chamber is already known to be incredibly resourceful as well as has the financial power to compensate for what he isn't able to obtain with his own efforts. This becomes his main tactic to keep tabs on you once hes taken interest. Though he heavily skirts the line of stalking he never does, he is still a gentleman after all and lets you have privacy, there are some things he would rather have you give him than him take. He knows your schedule and routine perfectly. He knows your address, your parents address, what their professions are, what yours is/was (if you are in Valorant), were you like to get dinner when you want to spoil yourself, the names of your best friend and any information one could possibly find about them. Before you've even become good friends he knows your likes and dislikes better than nearly everyone you know and uses this to hook you.

Now, Chamber also knows he is attractive so in his mind he realistically doesn't have to put a lot of work into getting you. Even still he starts his pursuit by gifting you your favorite flowers, saying he over heard you talking to Sage when you ask how he knew. Then he is asking you on a date to a higher end version of your favorite restaurant, a knowing smile on his face as you rave about the food and how you can't wait to go again. Finally he starts flirting with only you, others make note of it and do his work for him by teasing you over it.

Of course his flirtations aren't where all his efforts lie. If he knows of anyone you have interest in then he pays them handsomely to avoid you and finds dirt on the ones who don't accept his bribes, causing them to avoid you or have their lives destroyed. Now he doesn't want to isolate you, he still lets your friends be your own though he does make efforts to win them to his side as well with elaborate group trips and gifts for every occasion. If someone causes you trouble they are paid off to quietly go away, if they don't then they simply vanish not to be heard from. He makes sure everyone that loves you loves him as well and removes anyone that would keep the two of you apart one way or the other.

He ensures you have the best day possible when ever he can and is always there when you dont. He listens to you vent and makes sure he is the only one to cheer you up, only sending you on little feel better trips with your friends so he can handle what ever darkened your day. You start having surprisingly good luck. He starts chatting you up more about your day to know if his efforts were enough. If they weren't he fixes that the only way an assassin knows how.

As he sinks his teeth into you he becomes possessive but subtly at first, he knows how quickly someone can pull away so he wants to let you get used to it. He buys you a pair of gold ear rings that match his own, encouraging you to show it off while telling you that you get gold because you deserve the best. Your clothes slowly start being replaced, though he is sure to keep the ones you look the most you in, by ones that match his own so you two always look like a pair in some way. Then he gets you a bracelet with his last name engraved on it, easily folding when you ask him to get one with yours so he can match as it marks his efforts coming to fruition. Its barely two months before you're moved in with him with a room of your own at his apartment though you spend most of your time in his until your room is now your office. He starts seeming to show up not long after you stray from his side, always having an arm around you or holding your hand, saying how he missed you and just so happened to find you. At times he is just silent while others he is just as part of the conversation as anyone else, no one notices just how present hes become in everything you do until its just normal for him to be there.

He uses all of his resources to make sure you absolutely never have a reason to leave him. He bares his heart to you, exposing his deepest emotions he hides from others, pulling you in as close as he can until its far too late to escape. You feel lucky, you're his only confidant, the one person he trusts more than himself, the person who owns his heart which he stresses is very hard to do. You're spoiled constantly and never have dark days. You want it he gets it, you don't want it then he makes sure you never have to see it again. He uses vulnerability like a trap, drawing you in until its too late for you to turn around and escape and then spoiling you so you dont realize just how far you've fallen.

You have a ring on your finger and a wedding date before you know it. You retire from what ever work you do, Valorant or not, at his insistence as he promises to take care of you just as he has been this whole time. Slowly most of your friends simply can't keep up which he consoles you over and eventually you meet his double, the only other man he would trust with you, and soon you too become close to his mirror. Having him becomes like having a body guard that can never stop telling you how beautiful you are and thats only multiplied now. Who needs friends when theres plenty of him to go around?

Eventually you're a caged bird but your cage is gilded with gold and adorned with the finest jewels. You have all your hobbies, you have your family, you have any friends that managed to stick around. Your every need it met and all you have to give is yourself to him. All you have to do is be his and only his. He doesn't make you serve him, you're too good for that. Instead you sit just in eye sight, being the you he oh so loves. When you're not in his sight you're in his doubles though you aren't ever sure which is which some days, they look at you the same after all and give you the same, and only, love that you've come to know.

[nanaxwii]

8 letters.... - Lee Jeno

Pairing: Jeno x reader

Synopsis: Why do all good stories come to an end? Why don't we try to make it work? It just takes 8 letters to fix it all, or does it...? Well in this case.......read more

Genre: Fluff, slight angst

Word count: 1.3k

Why do I pull you close and then ask you for space.....!?

3 years ago Jeno met this one girl, Y/n, the kindest soul he has ever met. They started off as colleagues but soon it escalated into an ever-so-beautiful relationship. She knows him the best, she's seen him in his worst times, seen him hurt but never judged him for anything. It was the scariest feeling for Jeno. His past never bothered her. It was scary, scary to the point that he'd distance himself from her. But it wasn't a problem for Y/n. She knows him better than anyone, even better than Jeno himself does.

Jeno's been trying to meet up with you to talk about how he feels about you and your relationship for quite some time now. But every time he thinks of talking to you, it scares him, maybe you'll leave him like the last one did. Finally, he mustered up enough courage to ask you to meet.

Jeno: Hey

Y/n: Hello!! what's up

Jeno: Can we meet?

Y/n: Suree :) lmk where

Jeno: dw about that I'll pick you up at around 7

Y/n: okie I'll be ready :D

Jeno's nervousness increased as the time approached 7. He left his apartment and drove up to Y/n's place to pick her up. She was already waiting at her door for him to arrive. Jeno was mesmerized when he saw her. She looks pretty, she always does, he thought.

Upon seeing Jeno, Y/n walked down the pavement and got into the car and greeted him.

"Heyy"

''Hi", Jeno responded with a faint smile. "You look pretty'', he said.

The small comment made your heart flutter. You muttered a small thank you. He started the engine of the car and drove it to your destination. The ride was silent, which in a way was comforting to you and probably to Jeno too.

'La Mercerie', the sign read. After about 15 minutes you reached the restaurant, the restaurant where you had your first date with him. Jeno had booked a table for yourselves. From your seat, you had a great view of the city, the city that never sleeps.

You placed your order and were waiting for it to arrive. In the meantime, both Jeno and you caught up on each other's days, about how your boss was giving both of you a hard time. While you were chatting, the food arrived.

You had noticed how Jeno was being awkward and avoiding eye contact with you. He seemed nervous, nervous as if he had something on his mind that was bothering him. It concerned you because you've never seen him like this. It was the complete opposite of his usual self.

"Jeno?", "Hmm?", "Are you okay?" It took a few seconds for him to reply, "Yes, why'd you ask?" You decided not to press on it. "Oh no, it's nothing," you replied. But what you didn't know was that he was indeed not okay.

After your meal, Jeno paid for it and you left the restaurant. On your way out Jeno asked, ''Hey, do you want to go to the park near the lake? There's a fireworks display by the lake". Jeno knew you loved watching fireworks, "Sure", you answered.

It was a 5-minute walk to the park. The lake was clearly visible from there. There were a few food stalls by the lake. Jeno ran up to one of those to get you an ice cream; cookies & cream, your favourite flavour. Both of you sat on a bench to enjoy the ice cream and the beautiful, calm night.

"The show is about to start, let's go," he said, taking your hand in his and walking towards the lake. The air was cold by the lake. The lake felt serene, adorned with the reflection of the beautiful skyline. It was very peaceful.

The fireworks display started soon after. They rocketed up into the sky, the burning light turning the dark night bright, or maybe even turning some clouded hearts clear.

"Isn't it pretty!", you whisper, "Very", Jeno answers while looking at you. He was mesmerized by how the sparkling fireworks shone in your already shiny eyes. It made you look even prettier, prettier than you already were.

"Y/n, I need to get something off my chest". The soft, cold breeze made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. You turned your attention to him. Those pretty eyes, staring into yours, it seemed like they had a lot to say.

"You know how we've been together for almost 3 years now. I want to thank you for sticking by my side in all my good and bad days. Thank you for not judging me for my past. Thank you for always helping me overcome my fears."

For some reason, his words made you feel jittery inside.

"My past relationship ended on a bad note, which made me unable to trust and depend on someone easily."

He was slightly shaking, maybe it was the wind or maybe the nervousness. You took his large hands in your petite ones and squeezed them in an attempt to calm him.

"Y/n, I'm really sorry for always pulling you close when I'm in need and then pushing you away. I'm sorry for not treating you like you should've been. I don't feel like I deserve you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

You pulled Jeno into a hug. You reassured him, saying, "You treat me so well Jeno, you too were there for me when I needed comfort, when I needed someone to hold on to, when I needed you. I understand that you need space sometimes, everyone does. You shouldn't think of yourself that way. It's normal for you to require time to trust someone after how your last relationship ended. I'm fine to be by your side when you need me and I'm fine with giving you space that you need.'' Jeno felt tears wet his flushed cheeks.

The fireworks show ended a long time ago, you didn't even notice, nor did Jeno. He wiped his tears off and took your hands in his. He pulled you closer, looked into your now moist eyes and said, " You know, when your hands are in mine, it's like I'm whole again. Maybe it's a sign for me to speak what's on my mind."

You looked into his eyes which seemed to have calmed down a little. "I've said those words before, but it always felt like a lie. It felt like I was lying to myself and also to you. You deserve to hear those words a thousand times. I don't know why but it was always so hard for me to say those words. It's just 8 letters but why is it so hard to say. I ask that to myself every night and fall asleep without finding an answer. But maybe today I found the answer.''

He stared into your curious eyes. "Y/n, maybe through this journey of me pulling and pushing you away, I might have found the answer to my question." You felt tears threatening to spill.

"I love you", he said, "And this time for real. I've realised how important you are to me. Thank you for always being with me, by my side." You pulled him into a hug, nuzzling into his neck and mumbling an I love you back.

Suddenly it started raining. Like always, it didn't bother you, and this time it didn't bother Jeno too. Both lost in your own world, in the warmth of each other's arms.

Maybe speaking your heart out, maybe saying those 8 letters sincerely does fix things, maybe it does make people stronger, maybe it does make the bonds last longer. Maybe the 8 letters do pull people closer.

-The end

note: thank you for reading. Idk how this turned out. I tried to write a fic for the first time. Lmk if there's a typo or such ;) and thank you @winwintea for helping me through \^o^/

[yandere-fics]

♡ How They React To You Rejecting Their Proposal On Valentine's Day ♡

"I-I don't understand babe, is this because I asked on V-valentine's Day? I-I'm sorry! I can give you a better proposal!" Miriel was sure this would have been the most idyllic day for her to propose to you, lots of yanderes chose this day to propose and yet you seemed genuinely upset about her proposal. It couldn't have been that you were upset about her proposing in general, it must of been the way she proposed that bothered you then because you loved her so you obviously wanted to marry her, you must of just been upset she'd been so basic with her proposal.

"Miri, I don't want to marry you-" You knew better than to continue speaking with how she was hyperventilating and looking around the restaurant frantically trying to figure out every little thing that might have been less than perfect about her proposal. You hated seeing her like this but you had to put you foot down this one time, you didn't want to just be dragged along into a marriage with no prior discussion at all.

"No just tell me what I did wrong so I can fix it babe! I'm more than happy to redo my proposal, you aren't leaving me though! I-I'm sorry this wasn't what you wanted, just please babe, tell me how I can fix it!" Was it the ring? She paid more than any other elvish leader had paid for their wifes rings in the past but maybe it still wasn't enough, oh who was she kidding herself, of course it wasn't enough, she had briefly pondered also getting a necklace and bracelet set to go along with it but bringing those to the restaurant would have been bulky but maybe that was what you wanted. Aww her cute mate said no because they wanted a more traditional elvish proposal, you must be so upset with her, it's okay she would fix this!

"No Miriel, that's not it, I just, I don't want to marry you!" Her heart dropped, were you really not interested in the idea of marriage? She knew you loved her, you definitely loved her so the only other reason you must not want this is for some weird human objection to marriage, perhaps you thought her affection would change in some way after marriage, she'd need to prove to you that would never be the case.

"I feel like I'm suffocating when I'm not with you. Rest assured babe, I know I want to be bound to you forever and I know you want to be bound to me forever. I just want you to love me, forever." She reached over the table, slipping the ring on your finger gleeful that there wasn't anything wrong with her proposal after all while you wished you had protested just a bit harder.

"You're so cute, puppy, gosh I just want to keep you forever!" She picked you up and spun you around in a circle while you frantically tapped her shoulder for her to set you down because you were becoming dizzy.

"Oh right, I forgot, it's so cute that your human body is so fragile! Anyways we're almost where I wanted to take you! Can you guess what we're doing today?" Her tail wagged behind her and you prayed she hadn't dragged you out to a deserted part of the park just to show you how good she was at hunting. She'd mentioned wanting to do that with you several times before but you didn't think she would do such a thing on Valentine's Day, then again it did seem exactly up her alley so you would not be shocked in the slightest.

"For a date hopefully?" You chuckled, trying not to give away your anxiety as her ears perked up in alarm, smelling something in the area, oh god she's going to hunt something you were completely right and then you'd have to sit there petting her as she laid her head on your lap tired from the hunt and just wanting praise. Yet as she ran off you didn't hear an animal scream, instead it was very clearly a person begging for their life and you could hear her chowing down on them. She trotted back very quickly with a frown on her face and covered in blood.

"Well now that they're gone we can get back to what I wanted to do- Wait, why are you crying, puppy? W-who made you cry? I'll go rip their fucking throats out right now for making my puppy cry! Just you fucking watch." You hadn't even realized you had begun to cry, more focused on how she was darting her head around looking for who had made you feel sad in the brief moment she was gone, and paying attention to the ring box covered in blood she was fidgeting with in her hands.

"That fucking bastard ruined my proposal but there's no time like the present is there? Puppy, will you marry me?" Her tail wagged but as you shook your head and began to look at her in horror, her ears slowly began to droop, wondering where she had gone wrong, she had taken you to her favorite place, wasn't that what she was supposed to do? And then you bolted and her entire day was ruined, that stupid bastard coming into her proposal spot had caused her puppy to reject her proposal and run from her, she wished she could kill him again.

"Puppy! Don't run! Please, I'm all you need and you're all I need, it's perfect, just please come back!" No way in hell were you doing that when she was covered in some random dude's throat blood though it didn't seem like you had much of a choice with how fast she was closing in on you.

It was two days ago when you'd said no to her proposal, you had assumed Kassien would be fine waiting for you to be ready for marriage, she'd always been a very patient, at least for a demon, mate but well now here you were locked in her apartment and trying to starve yourself to death as she came by with food almost hourly demanding that you eat.

"Sweetness, I'm going to give you two choices, okay?" Her voice seemed calm through the door but you knew better at this point, there was rage constantly festering at the surface and she could blow up at you any second. "Either you start eating, willingly, or I ram in down your throat. There's no world in which I am allowing you to starve yourself sweetness so get that through your thick head."

"I hate you." You heard a light growl through the door before she let out a loud sigh trying and obviously failing to calm herself down. She had to be patient if she wanted you to and yet clearly you were not going to even at the threat of your own life.

"Why do you keep resisting me?! This isn't fair, don't we deserve to be happy?! If you would stop resisting then we could be so happy together. Until you eat I will not be eating a single thing, maybe if we starve together then you'll finally be a good little mate for me." You had said you hated Kassien but that really didn't mean you wanted her to starve which she knew very obviously when she made the threat.

"Please don't-" "Why do you care if I hurt myself all of a sudden, sweetness, you trampled all over my heart and you were going to fucking leave me. I'm going to make you care though sweetness, you'll see and then you'll regret not instantly agreeing to be my sweet little mate once I show you how good it could have been, you just have to eat first and we can be happy again."

You didn't really understand why Nikki even had bothered to take you out on a date today, she had just spent the entire night holding herself back from snapping people away and the other half gripping your hand because it annoyed her to no end having to sit across from you at the table even if it was human date etiquette. Plus there were two things she kept looking at in her bag, trying to decide when the right time to show them to you was. Probably never because you were sure she likely had something awful to show you.

"Mate, I brought you a gift for this day. Do you know what it is? It's alright, I wouldn't expect you to remember, it's the eyes of that person who kept staring at you yesterday." How... romantic? Well as romantic as this sadist could possibly get at the very least.

"Nikki, can you please not be so jealous today? Please it's Valentine's day, can't we have a nice night?" It wasn't going to happen when you were mated to a high ranking demon who could never take responsibility for her own poor behavior but at the very least you could dream, couldn't you?

"Do you actually believe I'm jealous mate? You haven't seen me jealous yet, I could show you what real jealousy would look like, if you wish." Yeah you were going to have to pass on that 'wonderful' offer. "It surprises me that you have no clue how far I am willing to go for you mate."

"What's in the other thing?" She had a small box in her hand, you weren't a moron, you understood what this meant, you just really hoped you were wrong and she had just bought you a nice piece of jewelry for Valentine's Day even though that didn't sound like her at all.

"Ah this, it's a human custom, a marriage proposal, us angels don't do it but I assumed you would appreciate it. Would you like to marry me?" You shook your head very aggressively and she hummed in thought furrowing her eyebrows. "It seems my coworker led me in the wrong direction, whatever the case it doesn't matter since even without this you are still mine."

Nora had a surprising ability to act like everything was normal even as she had you tied up she still fidgeting with the strings on your hoodie like you had just lent it to your cute fiance despite you rejecting her proposal, causing her to tie you up like a maniac.

"I know the restraints hurt, I'm sorry, I'll untie you as soon as I know you aren't going to run. You l-look so beautiful tied up like this though, it takes my breath away every time." Yeah you knew that because the freak tied you up every chance she got, including right now. It'd be weird if she didn't enjoy the way you looked tied up and was just tying you up for no reason at all.

She withered as you glared at her, trying not to make eye contact, things had gotten out of hand for her too quickly, she didn't mean to take you but well she was sure you would have said yes and when you didn't she got so worried that you were actually breaking up with her even though you weren't and well now you were here in her bed glaring at her as she tried not to cry while also feeling a sick satisfaction that you were trapped here.

"I-I'm sorry I took your hoodie by the way, I just saw it on the ground when I went to get your things and well it smells like you and I just couldn't help it." That seemed like the least of your problems when she literally moved your stuff into her apartment as you were tied up on her bed.

"Let me go."

"I can't, you know you're my reason for living, I can't." Yeah you knew that, she said you were her reason for living fifteen times a day, you just didn't know she was actually batshit before. "You can use me in any other way you want, you just have to stay with me."

You had to admit you were a little worried about your serial killer kidnapper, mainly because if anything happened to her you would be stuck in her apartment and likely rot away to nothing but it was still worry nonetheless. It was about midnight when she stumbled in to the apartment, much sooner than she had been returning recently which did not make you feel any better in the slightest cause this just meant she'd thought of some harebrained scheme to get you to finally agree to her proposal.

"Love, I had an i-idea while I was gone, I h-hope you l-like it!" She lifted her sweater revealing she had carved your name on the side of her stomach which was barely visible because of how intense the scabbing was at the moment. "L-look, I carved your n-name into my skin so everyone will know I'm y-yours!"

"Rudie, what the fuck?! Why would you do this to yourself?!" You rushed over to her trying to see if you could gauge how much blood she had lost, you would probably starve to death if she bled out from this, it did seem majorly scabbed up but it could reopen at practically any time which was very worrying to you.

"Maybe I should hurt myself l-like this more frequently, t-then you'll finally admit how much you l-love me!" She grinned as you examined her wound, god it was going to heal so poorly, you'd have to force her to go on bedrest just so she didn't rip it open again just walking around casually. You hated how she was acting like you were madly in love with her just because you didn't want her dead but if that's what it took to get her not to do anything worse then you'd play along so you simply hummed and nodded.

"You d-don't understand, if you just a-accept me now, I-I'll be your servant forever." She sniffled into your shoulder as you guided her into the kitchen, sitting her down so you can wrap her wounds.

"I know honey, first we have to wrap your wound though, m'kay?" She nodded, sweat and tears matting her hair against her forehead.

You knew what Sawyer was going to do tonight and you knew you were going to say no, sure she was going to make you marry her anyways but you wanted to know you had put up somewhat of a fight against her even if it was a weak fight that didn't last very long. You just hoped it would get your point across that you really did not want a part in this and you would never want one.

"You've been a very good girl these past few months, perhaps I should reward you. Would you enjoy that?" You sneered at her, sure you no longer kicked and screamed at her but that didn't mean you enjoyed your little arrangement any more than you had before. "Don't give me that look dearest, we're at a very nice restaurant, let's try to have a good night."

"So what's the reward?" You knew what it was but you wanted to drag it out for as long as you could, just to make her life as difficult as you possibly could at the very least. "Better be a good reward and not something stupid that's only a gift for yourself."

"You know, when other people look at you, it makes me feel like throwing up. Luckily I plan to put an end to that tonight, it's not as if you could have been with anyone else anyways but now I won't have to even think of you ever being with anyone else." She sighed as she saw you curl your lip at her engagement ring placing your hands off the table so she couldn't grab them.

"All you ever do is think about escaping, I see you daydreaming about it constantly, can you not simply enjoy the night with me dearest? Or do I have to put you in the isolation room when we return home and trust me, when you walk out you will be wearing this ring, dearest." You shook your head and she huffed. "I suppose you intend on being a brat tonight dearest, I was so hoping you wouldn't do this but I suppose here we are."

[kieonu]

boyfie! yuta okkotsu x cosplayer! reader

gender-neutral reader

category: sfw, fluff(?), yuta's a very supportive bf !!

cw: none !!

boyfie! yuta who was surprised when you told him you're a cosplayer. he just came over to your place one day in the early stages of your relationship, unannounced, and had a question mark on his head when you opened the door in full cosplay

boyfie! yuta who admires and compliments you every time you cosplay. sparkles and hearts fill his eyes as he watches you parade around your place in cosplay. he wonders how he's gotten such an attractive s/o

boyfie! yuta who learns the rules of photography to assist you in taking your cosplay photos. he's willing to do whatever it takes to help you get the shots you like ! even if it does make him look silly in public (he's definitely feeling embarrassed), but it's worth it !! 

boyfie! yuta who works on creating small photoshoot sets for you. he works as if he's getting paid for quality work and not by the hour. wanna do a simple underwater shoot for just your upper body? he's got you. he's watched enough cosplay tip videos beforehand just for this. although this, there are some times where he physically cannot create an entire set for you, so he'll contribute to renting out a studio just for these shoots !! 

boyfie! yuta who gets jealous easily. after the first few times you've cosplayed a couple with another cosplayer, his heart couldn't handle it anymore. he then offered to cosplay couples with you !! he'll cosplay no matter the character and costume details (need me someone like this </3) 

boyfie! yuta who feels awkward posing as a couple in character whilst getting photos taken. he eventually warms up and gets used to taking photos, though he's still very shy

boyfie! yuta always attends conventions and cosplay events with you. he's there to hold whatever you purchase (he's your #1 gofer) and have whatever you need. water? of course he's got it. a piece of your costume keeps slipping? he's got tape for a quick fix !! a solo cosplayer wants to take a photo with you? he'll take the photo !! truly the best support boyfriend ever

boyfie! yuta who's eyes widen and feels a little sense of panic when someone asks him for a photo. his nerves calm and agrees when he sees you smile at him, encouraging him to take the photo. if they ask him for his socials (most likely to tag him in the photo once they post it later), he'll give them your social. he's gotta support his partner as much as he can, even if it means giving people a different person's social. close enough though, right? 

boyfie! yuta who would slip away while you're in the bathroom at the convention to buy something you were eyeing earlier. he then runs back to the bathroom just so you don't suspect him to have wandered off

"why are you breathing so heavily?" 

"it got a little hot here earlier as a large wave of people walked by. it seems to have calmed down though so no worries ("⌒▽⌒) ". totally not because he ran across the cramped artist alley, nooooo.. he would give you what he bought you when you guys get home and have a little haul for the day. he'd also be just as excited over the things you bought

boyfie! yuta who walks behind you to make sure no creeps try to take weird photos of you as they pass by. don't worry about him getting lost though, he's holding your hand :D. for a pretty shy guy, he likes to hold your hand in public to show that you already have a lover and anyone else can back off

boyfie! yuta who secretly takes photos of you while walking or when you're staring off somewhere after the convention. walking to a restaurant nearby? he's snapped a photo of you. your resting on the railing on a balcony? he took the perfect photo that he'll later set as his lockscreen

boyfie! yuta who loves his s/o so much and would do anything for them. he loves supporting you in anything you do !!

nsfw edition here

[changbinsboiledegg]

Hey :D

May I request headcanons with bf! Felix when is a kind of some home person if you get me. I mean really calm, introverted, have few friends, carrying and love to cook sweets ^^

Aw this is so cute! Thank you for the request and I'm sorry if it's too short or if they don't make sense :((( 🫶🫶

BF! Felix w/ GN! introverted S/O.

Warnings: None? It's just fluffy headcanons.

Note: I'm an introvert so if I said anything offensive here, I promise I didn't mean it in a bad way!!!! I also held back on any introvert jokes because I know all of us introverts are not the same LMAO anyways, I hope y'all enjoy and as always, ILY. Take care 🫶

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➫ I see Felix as a calm person so catch him vibing with a calm and introverted S/O.

➫ “I’m hanging out with my friend today.”

➫ Cue the “You have friends?” joke. Felix never means them in a rude way though. I just see him as a playful person (and calm), so expect a ton of jokes. Whether you’re the type to joke back with him or not, you’re both still everybody’s relationship goal.

➫ “Imagine being an extrovert.” - “Imagine being an introvert.”

➫ No but if you’re a caring person and he’s a caring person… Who cares for who?

➫ Both.

➫ Felix is feeling homesick? You’re already available and there to cheer him up in any way, giving him things that remind him of home or letting him tell stories/ swapping stories.

➫ You’re feeling down and don’t want to go outside? Felix has you covered. Your place is like his second home and so he has a spare key. If you’re a ‘hug’ type person, he’ll definitely have his arms around you until you decide you don’t want to hug any longer. If you’re not a ‘touchy’ type of person, Felix is ready to just listen to anything you have to say and offers words of encouragement and orders takeout so you won’t have to cook while you’re feeling down.

➫ I can see him also cooking for you himself. Depends on what you’re craving.

➫ You’re a homebody so dates out and about are pretty rare and once every week or two. The majority of your time spent together consists of cuddles on the couch or bed or a blanket on the floor while watching Netflix, Hulu, YouTube, or breaking out the DVD player to watch a movie or TV show you both like.

➫ Let’s not forget baking. Sweets are a must. You and Felix swap recipes and dedicate entire days to make and try each others ‘recipe of the day’.

➫ One time Felix suggested a bake off and now you two have an annual monthly bake off. But he always let’s you win so you had to get other judges to determine this. Whoever has the highest number of wins is up to you.

➫ Felix would also order for you when out at restaurants, call certain places for you, fix an order that was wrong because he knows you want to avoid the social interactions that come with getting the thing you ordered.

➫ “It’s okay, I’m fine with this.”

➫ “You paid for it. I’m going to get it corrected.”

➫ “No, seriously—” - “Sweetheart, I’m going to fix it.”

➫ Felix is not a Karen by the way!!!! He asked politely!!!!

➫ He just loves you and doesn’t want you to settle for less. ♡

[leonweird]

Here y’all take this piece-

TW:Gore and swearing

Blake’s POV:

How did I end up here?-

That’s what I though as I had hide from the RAT animatronic while Nox was running from the Star theme animatronic, you see about a couple of hours Blake came running in into my room in the apartment we had shared, saying he found a job on Craigslist saying that they are open and looking for two nightgruads

“Craigslist- really Nox?-“

“Yeah! It was really the only place I found jobs”

“Alright then- when do we start what time today or tomorrow and what’s the uniform”

Nox’s face lit up the explained it was tomorrow at 9:00 pm, a nice shirt, black pants regular shoes and a satchel, Blake agreed,got on some clothes and went shopping with Nox for some supplies, next day it was 7pm the two men were getting ready for job, the two got in there Car and drove over which took an hour to get over, so once they both arrived they were on time

“You sure this is the right place Nox”

“Yup!”

“Yeah right come on dumbass”

Me and him both went inside of what looked like a pizza restaurant, fast forward a bit me and him are in the office watching over the cams, everything was fine until one of them glitched out, I went to fix it it was in the Ballerina’s area and to be honest these things freaked me out especially the ballerina I think their name was Astronyu Astrom? Something like that- before the camera glitched out I was on my phone while Nox was checking the cameras, I was researching on what happened to this place- apparently back in the early 1900s and late 2000s this place was a hit, it was place “Contents Pizzeria” founded by some guy the article didn’t say who though, it contend 4 main animatronics, Fixer Mason, Hyper Lux, Astronyu Astrom, and Chaotic RAT, Mason and Lux were moths, Astron was a star theme ballerina, and Rat was a rat party thrower, they were all ment for young kids 1-10

But it didn’t last long since in the article, in like 2001 or 2003 a kid got really hurt apparently from what the article said is that the kid got his head bit by Rat, cracking his head open, thankfully the kid survived and then at this time another kid got hurt, cut by Astron’s fingers which were sharp, so the guy fixed the programming for both of them and put gloves on Astrons fingers, then in 2006 the guy got sued for unaliving a little girl named “Fefe” who friends and family called her Folly, it was then later revealed that he murdered 1 kid, 2 teens and 1 parent who’s body he stuffed in the animatronic suits and programmed them to be friendly and had 0 memory of what happened before, then for Folly he killed her and had programmed her into forgetting this, he was about to get away with it but Folly’s mother came in and saw what he was doing shrieked and called the police

“Great..”

I mumbled under my breath, not only did we get scammed working 9-6 and only getting paid $40.17, but we had to deal with some animatronics who probably have human souls in them!!

Anyways back to where I was, I had fixed the camera in Astrons room, right when I got off the chair, Astrons whole room turned on, and they had started to dance

THIRD PERSON POV:

of course Blake was weirded out, I mean who wouldn’t be? Blake had brushed off the strange feeling he had got and went over to Astron to shut them down, he did that, turned off the lights to the room and then left, now keep in mind Blak turned off and shouted off the power to Astrons room, and the only way to turn it back on is by powering Astron back on since they are connected to the lights and everything else, couple of hours later it was 1:00

“5 more hours Blake”

“I just wanna go homeee-“

Blake playing some music, he played “Taking what’s not yours” by TV Girl on his phone, got his ear pods in and left the office going to clean the main room, where Rat and another animatronic where supposed to be, Rats there it’s just it had looked like another animatronic was supposed to be next to him, one thing Blake found kinda nice was that each animatronic had a name tag, with their names and pronouns, anyways, Blake started cleaning the main area throwing away plates, wiping tables, sweeping, mopping, getting new table dresser, etc etc.

Nox sighed got up and decided to look around the place, he grabbed their flash light and his things then walked out the office closing the doors behide him, Nox was exploring for a while Blake was almost done cleaning, once Blake had finished cleaning he was walking back when he smelled something horrible, he then walkie talkied the other nightguard

“Nox did you take a shit in the bathroom??- it fuckin smells-“

“1 rude 2 i don’t even smell it and 3 where even are you?-“

“You know where the main room is and then there’s a hall to the left, I’m in the hall trying to find my way back to the office-“

“Oh well I just left the office and are now exploring“

Blake was about to reply when he walked into a room, it was the repair room, that’s where the smell was coming from, it reeked, Blake felt like he was about to puke, when he had opened the door he had saw a little girls body, her head cracked open, bleeding brain visible, her right eye out of its socket, jaw on her lap, it looked like she was being stuffed half way into a suit

“Oh god I think ima puke-“

“bro you okay?-”

“Nox listen to me when I say this, alright I’m not fucking around, get back to the office”

“Aw why you scared?”

“Nox stop alright just get back to the damn office”

“Alright alright geez-“

Blake closed the door not being able to stare at that site anymore, he starts walking back to the office, thankfully Mox got there first and safely, Blake was like half way he just needed to take a right and go straight then I’ll be with Nox, Blake stopped in his tracks as he heard music come from Astrons room, mind you early their room was shifted of, the music can’t be played unless Astron got turned back on

“Haha very funny Nox, turn off the damn music it’s creeping me out”

“What do you mean dude- I didn’t turn on any type of music, plus I’m already in the office*

Blake paused, goosebumps and chill going up his entire body, if Nox was in the office, and he had turned off Astron how the fuck is their music playing, what made it worse is that in the middle of a path way, it had splitted into two ways, right side lead to Nox left side went to the repaire room, before you start questions yes there are two repaire rooms, on had a kids body in and the other was filled with animatronic bits, and parts and some exoskeletons anyways in the middle was Astrons room which mid you had no rooms, Blake had peaked his head in and saw Astron was on the stage, dancing as the music played the music that had played was TEMPOREX, Nice boys, he quickly went in, shut them off again and ran out, then turned right and sped walk, he had stopped half way when he had heard footsteps behide him, he froze.

“Boo~”

A cold beaten whispered into his ear, his whole body went numb and had froze like water in a freezer, he was then brought back to reality by a kick in the back that sent him flying into the end of the hall, right were the entrance to the office was, Blake’s whole body ached, he was pretty sure he broke an arm, since his left one stopped him from fully slamming into the wall and possibly killing him- Nox saw and shot up from their seat, rushed out as he saw the space them ballerina get closer.

(Quick pause you know how when ballerinas dance they always do a position where their hands are over their hand and their spinning and something they would do either a a hand moraine where they like swipe their hand across then go back into the position, or when they kinda kick their leg out and then go back, yeah that’s what Astron was doing but they

1 took their gloves off so sharp fingers

2 are doing both at a time so hand first the leg

3 their legs are fuckin strong to the point were it would crush someone head open and be able to see the brain that’s how strong 💀))

Nox help Blake get up and shoved him into the office, then quickly got in themselves, and closed the door right on Astrons foot making them scream , the scream Nox had heard before, it was a human scream a scream of pain, Nox open, and shoved them out and closed it again

[btsficsandsuch]

Mentions of cheating below

Let’s Go Back Home

You were super excited to be spending time in your home city. It was everything you needed. You were especially excited because it was the first time you had brought your boyfriend Jimin with you. The two of you had been dating for a little over a year now. You had taken him to see your old high school, you drove past your childhood home, and introduced him to a bunch of your old friends. Now you and him were sat with a few of those friends at your favorite restaurant waiting for dinner to arrive.

You were listening to one of your friends talk about the new job she was working at when someone suddenly came walking up to your table, “Y/N is that you? You turned around and your heart skipped a little when you saw your ex boyfriend. You hadn’t spoken to him in over three years. Not after you ended things when you found out that he was cheating on you. This all being part of the reason you decided to take a job in South Korea, leaving shortly after you broke up. He still looked just like you remembered. He was tall being well over six feet and looked like he had gained even more muscle. You always thought he was your type until you met Jimin. Jimin was kind and gentle, he was there for you in your worst moments, and never once let you be insecure. He also had beautiful eyes that you could look into for days and soft lips that would kiss you all over, a smile that made you melt to this day.

It took a few moments for you to be pulled out of your day dream about how amazing Jimin was to realize your ex was still waiting for an answer. Not wanting to say much but also not wanting to cause a scene in the middle of dinner you simply gave him a smile while grabbing Jimin’s hand underneath the table. Your ex not taking the hint continued, “Where have you been? You like fell off the face of the earth.”

You couldn’t believe that he was acting like nothing had happened and that the last time you saw him he wasn’t naked on top of another woman, “I live in South Korea now. I took a job there. I’m just home visiting for a week with my boyfriend.” Your ex glared over to Jimin and Jimin reciprocated the action, you could feel the tension between the two of them beginning. Your ex was about to speak again when a woman came walking up to him and started pulling on his arm, “Baby come on. We have to leave now or we’ll miss the movie.” You instantly recognized her as the woman that you had walked in on while she was naked underneath your now ex boyfriend. “Well at least he didn’t break your heart for nothing”, you thought to yourself as he gave you a quick wave and walked off.

Thankful that he was gone you turned your attention to Jimin. You squeezed his hand and he gave you a slight smile, but you could tell something was off. After the bill was paid and goodbyes were said you and Jimin made your way back to the hotel, but you couldn’t help noticing his mood had significantly fallen since dinner.

“Babe did something happen during dinner or did I say something to upset you.” He thought for a moment then shook his head, “No Y/N I’m just tired. I’m gonna take a shower and get in bed.” Not wanting to push it, you quietly nodded and went to change into your pajamas. After sometime he joined you in bed and you waited for him to open his arms so you could cuddle together like you always did before falling asleep, but to your dismay he pulled the blanket over his shoulder and curled up facing away from you.

Now you knew for sure something was wrong, but you had no idea what. You thought the entire day had been great. After some time and noticing Jimin continuing to fidget as sleep was not coming to him you decided to speak up, “Hey, you know I don’t like playing games like this right. Did something happen today? I thought we were having such a good time. Please tell me if I did something wrong so I can try and fix it.” Jimin stayed silent for a while and you were beginning to struggle with trying to prevent yourself from getting angry. It wasn’t until you heard a few sniffles come from his side of the bed that all your anger instantly vanished. “Hey hey hey babe why are you crying?”, you said slowing pulling him to lay on your chest.

“Why are you with me Y/N?” Not sure where this was coming from you continued to rub comforting circles onto his back,” What do you mean why am I with you? I love you.”

Jimin took a few shaky breaths before looking up at you, “I am the exact opposite of your ex. He’s super tall and looks like lifting weights is his full time job. I overheard your friends talking about how they couldn’t believe the two of you broke up and how when you described your perfect man you always described him. They said that they didn’t think you’d stay in South Korea more than a few months before you’d want to go back home to him. I’m not good enough for you. I’ll never be like him.”

It was then you remembered that you never explained to anyone why the two of you had broken up. You just said it didn’t work and left it at that. You also felt terrible that Jimin was laying here crying thinking he wasn’t good enough for you.

You pull him up so you could look into his eyes, the same eyes you had been dreaming about earlier, “Babe you are more than good enough for me. You make me feel more loved than anyone ever has. You are just right for me and I don’t need anyone else. I don’t want you to be like him at all. I just want you to be you. Besides he was a jerk who cheated on me. I hope I never have to see him again.”

With some times the tension in the room started to lessen and you continued to dry his tears, the two of you started to relax. Jimin snuggled further into your chest, “I’m sorry for getting so upset Y/N. It’s just when I saw that guy I thought there was no way I could compete and I got scared. I don’t want to loose you and I want to be everything that I can for you. I love you Y/N.” You smiled and kissed the top of his head, “I know baby. I love you too. Let’s get some sleep. We have an early flight tomorrow. It’s time to go back to home where we belong.”

[theeldritchdarling]

Starfish Lovers: Tourist Trap AU

@tmtnova

The stories of the main SLF cast in this AU: (one will be below the cut because it is a spoiler. Read at own risk - Mentions of SA and Rape)

Pavo/Pinky:

Because the Kindred insist on the "parks" being consistent, it was decided that Pavo would go and live with his mother, Khadija, in Khnum. Cosimo and his family fought back and DARED to argue against the Kindred. Not wanting, nor interested, in dealing with this ao and his family drama, they were all rounded up and set to be skinned and killed. With their coats to be turned into actual coats. Baby Pavo should've died alongside the rest of his family.

Except he didn't.

Khadija, with her quick thinking, was able to escape and smuggle her and Pavo out of Emrich and back to Khnum. Unfortunately not unscathed. Pavo is missing part of his left ear and Khadija is missing almost all of her tail.

Khadija goes on to remarry Terrek and have her litter of three same as canon. Pavo actually has a pretty great life and is much happier. Awesome mom, caring stepfather, and gremlin younger siblings. Pavo helps his parents smuggle goods and people across the reefs. His bigget fear is the Kindred's Inquisitors coming and finding his family, but he still helps with their work because he wants to help others. TLDR: Pavo is living his best life in this AU and he and Inke ('cause they will meet in this AU) will have a massive flirt off! Much to the chagrin of everyone else.

Zigmund/Ziggy:

His parents story is mostly the same except the Kindred interfere with Raul and the Inquisitors for the loss of The Lethe and Waywall fleet as tourist attractions. The Inquisitors, along with the rest of The Fold are restructured to act as more tourist excursions and as low level secret police that serve the Kindred exclusively.

Kimeya and Beatrice were to be sent to the Ken'ai Reserve (a place where neither knows anyone), but thankfully Giovanni intervened. Pointing out that Beatrice was pregnant and that it would be for the best if the child stayed somewhere BOTH of its parents found safe (Giovanni's home). The Kindred agreed, mostly because they had other matters to attend and didn't really care.

Ziggy takes a job as a local enforcement officer (he's pretty much a paid actor and doesn't have to do anything) during the day while at knight he helps his nomma and uncle smuggle medical supplies. Ziggy is actually the one to figure out that [redacted] is related to [redacted] and tries to persuade them to meet. [Redacted] is unsure, but is persuaded to write letters and so Ziggy acts as an unofficial letter smuggler between the two. Is the one who builds a friendship with Nali as Pavo isn't around. Will help her and her mother at their restaurant when he has the time.

Max:

His story starts mostly the same, until the Kindred get involved. They discover his parents work as Sifters through their Inquisitor network. But instead of putting them on trial for that, they question why his parents would take in a sickly child and offer to get rid of Max for them (His parents were smuggling both Kindred tech and medical supplies for Max). Lefania is the one that intervenes as is able to save Max by claiming that Cassiopeia would need a playmate (kids need that interaction and all apparently!). It's allowed ('cause El-on also realizes that this would keep his spawn out of his hair even more) and Max is put on a stem cell and gene therapy regimen to fix his issue (Makes him a more efficient friend/distraction).

He and Cassiopeia are raised as brother and sister and he gets away with everything! Their relationship is pretty much protective older sister and dorky younger brother. She's street/politically smart and he's book's smart, and together they have no smarts (conservation on ninjutsu is fully in effect). Anytime she wants to prevent him from doing something dangerous he just

And she is putty in his hands! Lives by the motto "The only one here who can make fun of my dumbass brother is me!" Max has seen first hand how El-on treats Cassi and so tries to protect her in his own way.

Cassandra and Benna:

Their stories remain relatively the same up until, in this universe, they are sent to kill Max AND Cassiopeia. This was part of a coup orchestrated by the nobility of Amyntas, including Cassandra's mother, to seize power and retake control from The Kindred. Unfortunately, this all falls apart because the saiygon, Val'amdrace, declared war on The Kindred and attempted to fight them off. Max, Cassiopeia, Cassandra, and Benna were trapped together with Max and Cassandra becoming badly injured. Cassiopeia and Benna had to trust and rely on each other to ensure their siblings' safety. During this several day was, the four forged an unbreakable pact built, on trust, understanding, and survival.

The saiygons were defeated and either killed or captured. Val'andrace fell in battle, to the horror of Amyntas. Amyntas was temporarily "closed down" to Kindred visitors and rebuilt and restructured. During this, the newly built family came out of the woodwork to the happiness of Max's parents, Niko Tes, and Angeline and Lefania. It was when all four were sent to a hospital that the fate of Cassandra's family was revealed. The coup was discovered and all members were either publicly executed or lobotomized. Cassandra's mother was the former, on the demands of Niko Tes for daring to harm his niece and nephew. Cassandra and Benna would have been lobotomized had Max and Cassiopeia not vouched for them and Cassiopeia's horror and anger at Niko Tes for killing people in HER name. (This puts a massive strain on their relationship) Cassandra and Benna are offered to stay at the Malagerdos estate for the time being and accept as neither has a place to go.

Inke:

Inke has a surprisingly happier-ish life. His fleet become one of the most famous performance fleets and he grow up as a child star. The Kindred decide to promote and boost his fame by putting him on a lesser known pirate crew to boost media. So Inke joins Rabia's crew under the understanding that he is the star and he's doing them a favor by being there. He and Macey don't get along at first. But she slowly learns just how insecure and scared this perfectionist drama baby actually is. How he tries so hard to maintain and practice his moves. To the point he rarely sleeps. That he'll go over lines continuously because it HAS to be perfect! That his family is relying on him to keep his fame even as he gets older and "ages out" of his target demographic. That the minute he messes up his life and his families will be quickly replaced with someone who will stay on point. That he can't trust and be true around anyone, even his family, because everything is a performance and he always has the spotlight on him. They become friends when she comforts him during an anxiety attack and tells him he doesn't have to be perfect around her. He doesn't need to perform around her. They can be screw up together. Their friendship blossoms from here and Macey is one of the few people that Inke feels truly comfortable with.

Mama Cass:

Instead of being captured and taken to a spoolwood plantation, she is instead captured and taken to El-on as a slave. The Kindred may have higher regard for the Grimalkin, but it isn't much. And their individual personhood is regularly discarded.

El-on treats Mama Cass as a pleasure toy and abuses her for his own amusement. Using her to deal with his sexual frustrations regardless of her wants and needs. He eventually gets bored with her and leaves her in her room (read; cell) and moves on with his life. Unbeknownst to him, she had become pregnant and was planning to escape. Wanting to ensure that the child never learns of their father.

This plan fails and Mama Cass is forced into a c-section. Sedated, blindfolded, and vulnerable Mama Cass eventually wakes up in an enclosure with a large and gnarly scar across her stomach.

Her very flat stomach.

Her baby nowhere in sight.

Post-partum and horror temporarily overtake her as the horrid reality of the situation sets in.

But only temporarily.

She makes a second daring escape and succeeds, but is unable to either find or bring her baby with her. Exhausted and traumatized, it was during this haze that she was found by the witzna.

Her story continues as normal, but with the added factor of trying to find her third child as well. With Ziggy's help she is able to get in contact with her missing daughter (she has a daughter) and learns their name...

Cassiopeia Nu.

[amunyan]

On Sunday evening, your bad mood began to improve. Yes, the mug hadn't been the best gift for Mereoleona. Maybe, just maybe, you should have listened to Yami. But you still had about a week to find something else.

And if necessary, you could just ask her out on Christmas Eve and spend some time together. Take a walk through the festively lit city. Go to the spa to unwind after all the hustle and bustle you tried to avoid on your list. Yes - just the two of you spending quality time together. Like you did today. Well, at least the last hour you and Mereo spent eating at your favourite restaurant.

You are really tired after this long and stressful day in your uninhabitable apartment and the latest information from your landlord. Cooking was not really an option for you, so you suggested going out to eat.

Mereo has accompanied you to your flat today. To get the rest of your stuff out and to talk to Henry, your landlord. He was still very sorry about the situation, but he had managed to rent some storage units for his tenants, where they could put their larger items until the water damage and the electricity thing was fixed. Although the damage was already greater than previously thought, the full extent was still not yet clear. It was also unclear how far the damp in the walls had secretly seeped into the individual flats...

So you and Mereoleona took a few boxes of your belongings. Just small, loose things that you didn't really need at the moment, but didn't want to leave in the flat either. Sometime between the holidays, you and your dad would get the bigger furniture. You also meet Vanessa and Finral there, who are also packing some of Vanessa's stuff into the storage room. She also has a little early Christmas present for you, although she thought you already knew what it was and would have seen you before the holidays. But she wanted to give it to you anyway.

Besides, Henry had said that as soon as the weather will get better, the damage would be repaired as quickly as possible. And so - all the stuff had to be removed from the flats anyway to make way for the renovation. Yeah, let's not put anything away - it's a shitty situation. But Henry is doing his best to solve the problems.

"The food was good," Mereoleona praises the food to the waitress after you have paid. Like a thank you for the day's help. "Now just a good shot of liqueur for the digestion and I am more than happy." A huge grin appears on her lips as she leans back in her chair. You, too, smile from ear to ear - just to see her so happy.

"Any of you?" The waitress looks at you, but you shake it off as you start to get up. "I'm fine. I don't need anything."

"Are you sure? You know they can make you something non-alcoholic."

The hostess nods and lists a few options, but you stay with it.

"No, don't worry. I just need to do one more thing before we go. Get your drink, okay?"

When you left the table to go to the toilet, you didn't take your bag or phone with you. Why would you do that? And while Mereoleona was getting her drink, a message arrives on your phone. Because it was on the table, she notices it vibrating.

In any other situation, this would not bother her. But she saw the sender's name on the screen: Yami.

She still sees him as some kind of threat. The way he and you spoke to each other. The intimacy between you... She just doesn't like him. So... She dares to look at your Lookscreen.

"Hey (Y/N), about that date you suggested the other day. Please..."

"Date? And she's the one who suggested it?" Her heart starts to beat faster. "She's my prey - not his. What are you doing, sweetheart?"

"Oh! Yami has thought about it."

Shocked and surprised, Mereoleona spins around, your phone still in her hands. But you don't mind, you just open the screen by putting your finger on the fingerprint sensor.

Now she can read the whole message from your friend. He just wanted to know the name of your favourite restaurant to make a reservation for Christmas Eve.

"Finally - he wants to ask Charlotte out on a date."

Mereoleona makes a sign of relive and leans her head against your arm.

"You can answer him if you want," you tell her.

"Better do it yourself," she hands you your phone. "I'd write him anything but the name of the restaurant."

"Don't tell me you're still jealous?"

In reply, Mereoleona sits up and crosses her arms. Her gaze wanders out of the window. It is still snowing outside.

"Come on - he is a friend I have known since childhood and he has a crush on Charlotte and besides; he is a man." You wrap a hand around her and plant a kiss on her head. "Dummy. You don't have to worry about him. No more than about Charmy or Vanessa. You are the only one for me."

She turns again and looks at you. Still a little uncertain.

"You can believe me, Mereo. I am not the type to lie to someone." Again you plant a kiss on her hair, before you get your jacket and bag, and the other bag with the early Christmas present from Vanessa; of course she made you a wrist band. But one in the striking colour Crimson Red.

You put it on and smile at her. She seems mollified. At least for now.

"All right, sweetheart. Let's go home."

[rudytubooty2107]

I can't stop the rain.

Today I saw a rain cloud in the far-off distance. So of course, I paid it no mind thinking that it wouldn't reach me as I take a nice long walk along the roadside. As I continue enjoy my walk, I see children playing in their backyard with their friends. Parents watching close but at a distant from the window inside their homes with cups of coffees smiling as they see their child laughing as if the day would never. Two elderly couples holding hands on a park bench feeding the birds while gazing into each other's eyes as if they were reminiscing about the younger days without even uttering a single word. It was as if it was not even necessary to do so. They already knew what was on each other's mind. I saw two birds on a small tree chirping the day away without a care in the world. It felt as if they were singing a song of love and happiness. They could feel the energy that was brought about within their environment. So of course, they knew what song to sing, what song to chirp, what feeling they needed to bring to the world around them as the day continued. There was no other way, no other word, that could describe this except beautiful. And yet, somehow, something seems to have changed. The children rushed inside their homes. The parents closed their curtains. The elder left their park bench. The birds ceased their song and flew away. And I could do nothing but wonder what could cause such an abrupt change within my surroundings. It just seemed so sudden for such a thing. But as I watched those same birds fly away into the sky which once shined so brightly, I saw something that I did not perceive to occur so suddenly. It was not something that I thought could happen outside of my notice. It was those same rain clouds that I saw before that were so far in the distance that I thought would not reach me in such a short amount of time. And just like that, the rain began poor down instantaneously without hesitation. Of course, I didn't take a second thought into what I should do next. I ran as fast as I could to closest place, I could find that could cover me from the rain. But as I approached somewhere dry from the rain. And yet, as soon as I saw this place that could shield me from the rain, I realized that this would not protect me forever. It would only be a temporary fix. A band aid on a wound that would last forever. So instead, I ran past it and hurried home with the quickness of a little blue hedgehog. And as I hurried home, I had a realization. This was what life its selves hard ship. In life, there will always have great days full of beautiful things and people. As if you were eating at the fanciest restaurant in the world, and you were sitting in VIP sits. But eventually, the bill comes due, and you have to pay for it. As if those sweet, sweet moments were exactly what it was. A moment. And shortly afterwards life will throw you the fastest curve ball you've ever seen hitting you right in the forehead, knocking you clean out on the pavement. But you can't just wake up laying their looking at the sky. You have to get right back up on your feet and do just like the Robinsons. Keep moving forward. No short cuts. Go hard or go home. Because you can't stop the rain from falling in your window.

[urg1rlfri3nd]

4*town headcanons

Jesse James O'Connell

Birthday: June 22nd, 1976

Age: 26

Race: Irish and Italian

Jesse was born with dark brown hair but dyed it in 1988 due to not liking how his eye color and brown hair looked together.

Jesse's an only child but has a very supportive mom, Emily Roberson, that never made him feel alone (most of the time at least). Jesse's dad, Rowan O'Connell, was there but not really there. Rowan would go out a lot and barely paid Jesse any attention unless he needed something from Jesse like favors.

Rowan and Emily got into a huge argument over Jesse in 1983, it ended in Rowan leaving and Emily in tears. Jesse wanted to help his mom get over his dad but couldn't due to how young he was. Emily was severely damaged from this since she was now a single, heartbroken mom with no help. Emily's mom was a very successful business woman, but didn't care about Emily due to the fact that Emily couldn't have kids. Emily's dad was kia during his stay in North Korea for the military.

As Jesse grew up, he realized that he had a broken home and family. His mom was depressed all the time and he didn't have any other family members, so he was basically alone. He figured that if he wanted a happy-go-lucky family that would always be joyful then he would have to make one of his own.

In 1993 he got into a relationship with this girl named Ana Carter and they even graduated high school in 1994 together as a couple. They got married when they were 19, 1995, and were happy for the start of their married lives. They got an apartment together and even got jobs at the same restaurant. Jesse's mom was okay with Ana but Jesse's grandma didn't like the girl one bit, sensed that there was something off about her. Jesse ended up ignoring his grandma after that because he thought that Ana was an angel and so did his mom.

Jesse went to college for a Bachelor in Fine Arts but Ana thought college was for people with nothing better to do. At the age of 20 (1996) they had their first kid, Justin. At the age of 22 (1997) they had their second kid, August. Jesse had to drop out of college to help take care of their kids. They were both excited and truly loved each other, but one day Ana changed.

Ana refused to help Jesse take care of their kids, but she refused to let Jesse spend time with them because she felt as if Jesse was "not doing his job right". She even went out to party with her friends most nights. This went on for one year until Jesse had enough.

In late 1998 they had a huge argument about it and it ended in them both wanting a divorce. Ana wanted custody of both of their kids (for the benefits) but Jesse wanted them both to have equal custody. They went to court and they were both granted equal custody over their kids.

Ana moved out and took both of their kids with her. Jesse could see them but only on the weekends. Jesse found out about the auditions for a boy band, he was 23 at the time. He knew he could sing and auditioned, and to Jesse's surprise, he got in.

Fast forward to present day (2002) and Jesse is now 26, one of his kids is 5 and the other is 3. He is still in 4*TOWN but Ana hates it and recently dropped off their kids to him. Now Jesse has to watch them while also dealing with the band. Emily wants to help watch Jesse's kids but Jesse doesn't wanna burden his mom with his choices. His grandma found out about what happened and ended up bragging about how she was right. Jesse apologized to her and now they're on good terms...mostly. As for Emily and her mom's relationship, it's still rocky, but Emily tries to fix it when she can.

[muzzlemouths]

Sun/Moon in a wheelchair? badass y/n on crutches? light as eldritch horror? I’m holding a microphone at u and asking for details/rambles on Astra AU because I’m vibrating at outrageous speed - @clxckwork-sun-n-moon

SO ABOUT ASTRA AU....

You've triggered my trap HAHAHAHA. this au is my trump card. my secret weapon. my ace in the hole. I've been building it from the ground up for months while keeping it mostly under wraps because I have no intention to post anything until I've at least caught up more with my current AUs. But you're here and you're asking and I am a glutton for self indulgence so TAKE A SEAT, this is gonna be long.

Astra Au (only a working title) is a story taking place in the not-so-distant future. It starts off canon compliant, with Fazco initially launching as a restaurant that features animatronics. This investment soon puts the company in the big leagues of machinery and robotics, and as any good economically savvy company does, they use this newfound reputation to push the boundaries even further. Animatronics become old news. Children's entertainment is out, high tech personal equipment is in. Phones, computers, security systems… weapons. Think tony stark if his business was rooted in furry propaganda.

By the pass of the second decade, Fazco is a leading name in the industry and working closely with both police and military. They've got a hand in everybody's pockets and a finger on your information, personal or otherwise. Nefarious acts from their devices (phishing, data mining, identity collecting, etc) are swept under the rug. After all, why would the government put a stop to their largest source of efficient weaponry?

It's around here that the company realizes they're dominating every department of apparatus but one; medical. An easy fix! They begin development of equipment immediately. Monitors, pacemakers, receivers, wheelchairs, etc. Most importantly, prosthetics. I don't have to explain to you why this is bad, right?

But their prosthetics aren't bad. In fact, they're very, very good, and Fazco charges up the nose for them. They're top of the line devices, however, so naturally the company gets away with it — especially when the government makes the jarring decision to make their devices law. You can keep your old devices, but if they break or need repairs you're shit out of luck, cause it's Fazco or Nothing.

As it happens, you're one of the developers hired for this project. Head the of research and production team, in fact. With a background in the medical field and several degrees in the field of technology, you're top of the food chain around here, and as such you're given a front row seat to the ensuing tragedies.

You're company loyal. They've kept your pockets full and your head big for years now, and aside from a few nefarious secrets between coworkers you've been given no reason not to trust them or their word.

That is, until the accident.

A direct result of the company's negligence, this event changes your life forever. Your new injuries mean you'll be using mobility devices for the rest of your life, not to mention intensive therapy for coordination. It takes you out of a job immediately.

Fazco covers your medical bills without hesitance. A number of paid days off, too, despite already knowing your former position is out of the question. It's a nice bribe to keep your mouth shut and your loyalty high. Little do they know that distrust has already begun to take root.

A close friend of yours calls you up soon after, requesting your help with a secret project — one that will force the company to answer for their crimes. Not a hanging by any means, but enough to throw some dirt on their reputation. A place to start. Though hesitant, you eventually agree to help.

A poor decision, really. Fazco catches wind of the operation and stomps it out before the match has a chance of becoming flame. It's a horribly traumatic ordeal to begin with, made all the worse when your friend winds up missing, never to be seen again, and it suddenly becomes apparent that their blood is on your hands.

After all, it was the tracking device in your own head that lead the company right to them. A real shame they implanted something like that amid your surgery!

This moment is the last straw. You cut all ties with the company, have the chip removed underground with the money you've saved, and disappear from society entirely.

A year passes. Your whereabouts are compromised by someone claiming to be a member of AISNO CORPS(E) — the same group of which your ill fated friend spearheaded, a group dedicated to eradicating Fazco's iron grip — and they need your help.

Though it takes some convincing, you do eventually agree. You've been stewing in guilt and vendetta for some time now. You promise to help on the condition that your part is kept in the shadows, and a deal is struck. Too bad that only lasts for so long.

A few months in and you're practically leading the entire organization. Despite never claiming the title, your every decision is trusted and relied on.

You've made a name for yourself under the table in the art of mechanics; that is, the repair and creation of devices — prosthetics, mainly — that Fazco has no part in. No chips, no gimmicks, just aids as they need to be and for a price everyone can afford, considering most of them are coming out of your own pocket. You're a big name underground. Unfortunately, that means the company is always hot on your tail, and you're quickly running low on both resources and time. If something doesn't change soon it could spell the end of your organization.

Still with me? Good!

That's only the prelude.

The real story begins when you send out the first order to look for equipment — parts, pieces, even scraps — anything. You're desperate and willing to work with what you've got in order to keep churning out your own devices.

An AISNO member returns in the evening with a whole crate of loot claiming to be from Fazco's own decommissioned entertainment beings. You know, the ones that are two decades old, broken, burnt down, and long since abandoned?

You're incredibly hesitant to accept the crate despite your desperation, as any pieces from Fazco have a high chance of being rigged and tracked, but you're assured that this shit is OLD and most of it long since broken, anyway. You can search it for anything with a semblance of battery and safely trash the rest. With this in mind, there's few reasons to refuse.

Inside that crate is the DCA.

BUT we're in First Chapter territory now, so my lips are zipped past this point. You'll just have to trust me on this and wait it out 😊

[motherhoodandmarriage]

How to Break the Cycle of Loneliness in Your Marriage

You love your partner. You share a home, kids, and a life together. And yet, somehow, you feel lonely. It’s a strange and frustrating feeling, being physically present with someone but emotionally disconnected. If this resonates, you’re not alone.

Loneliness in relationships isn’t about physical distance. It’s about emotional distance. And when life turns into logistics—who’s picking up the kids, what bills need to be paid, what’s for dinner—emotional connection can take a backseat. Over time, this can leave you feeling more like roommates than romantic partners.

Why Does Loneliness Happen in Relationships?

Several common patterns contribute to feeling lonely, even when you’re together:

Conversations Become Transactional – If most of your exchanges sound like, “Did you grab milk?” or “What time are you home?” it’s a sign that deeper conversations have taken a backseat.

Unresolved Conflict Creates Distance – When small grievances pile up without being addressed, they create emotional walls, making genuine closeness harder to achieve.

Lack of Intentional Affection – Physical touch, from holding hands to hugs, is a key part of feeling connected. When it fades, so can emotional closeness.

Different Love Languages – If one of you needs words of affirmation while the other expresses love through acts of service, you may both feel unappreciated, even when love is being expressed.

How to Reconnect and Feel Less Lonely

If you’re feeling distant from your partner, don’t wait for the loneliness to fix itself. Here are some small but meaningful ways to start rebuilding emotional intimacy:

1. Prioritize Real Conversations

Make a conscious effort to ask meaningful questions beyond the usual “How was your day?” Try questions like, “What’s something that made you laugh today?” or “What’s one thing I can do to make you feel more loved this week?”

2. Reintroduce Small Acts of Affection

A simple touch on the back, a lingering hug, or even sitting closer on the couch can help bridge the emotional gap. Sometimes, physical closeness helps spark emotional closeness.

3. Create a Cozy, Comforting Environment

Sometimes, reconnecting starts with simply feeling more at ease together. Something as small as sharing a weighted blanket while watching a show can create warmth literally and emotionally. Check out this cozy find to bring a little extra comfort into your daily life.

4. Break the Routine with New Experiences

Falling into the same patterns every day can make a relationship feel stagnant. Try a new restaurant, take an evening walk, or use a scratch-off date night book to bring a fresh sense of excitement.

5. Seek Support If You Need It

If loneliness in your relationship feels persistent, it might be time to dig deeper. Coaching can help you uncover what’s missing and create a roadmap for rebuilding connection. If you’re ready to work on this, my four-month relationship roadmap coaching is designed to help couples have meaningful conversations, break down barriers, and find their way back to each other.

You Deserve More Than Just ‘Getting Through the Day’

Feeling lonely in a relationship isn’t just “part of life”—it’s a sign that something needs attention. And the good news? Small shifts can create real change. Whether it’s opening up more, prioritizing affection, or simply finding ways to feel cozy and connected again, taking action now can prevent distance from becoming disconnection.

Your relationship deserves depth, warmth, and real connection. And if you need support in getting there, I’m here to help.