#this is still an idea yall lemme empty out my asks first THEN I GOT YALL

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

“hey, mind if i crash at yours tonight ?” or the one in which you (unfortunately) let your ex boyfriend sleep over at your house…again.

[littleadaline]

Not An Ache [F.T7]

Warnings: 🤰🤰

Word count: 2.08k

A/N: yall know the resemblance between Joe and this piece of work? They’re both sloppy (sloppy Joe) 🙈🙊

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“Do you see yourself with kids? I mean, unless you and Ferran haven’t brought up the subject yet.” Sara Gündogan asked you as she sipped on her coffee. You had made it a tradition to meet with her for coffee on Saturdays, taking the opportunity to catch up on each other’s lives.

“We have talked about it, and we’re both into the idea. But just can’t seem to agree on a… timeline? I mean, he’s not pressuring me or anything, but he wants to start soon and I’d rather wait a few more years. I finally got promoted at work and it feels as if everything I have dreamed of was finally given to me. I just want the opportunity to soak it all up.” You stirred your coffee, your attention diverting to the kids on the playground.

“I get it. Remember, you should never be rushed into this, the both of you should take your time into thinking about this.” She reassured you. The rest of your morning went by smoothly, with your coffee date ending before 12, leaving you plenty of time to run to the grocery store for some quick errands. As you were about to check out, a small voice in your head begged for mustard. Leaving your items with a confused cashier, you ran to get the mustard before coming back to pay for your items. Pulling into yours and Ferran’s house, you noticed his parked car in the driveway. Collecting the bags from the trunk, you waddled home. Inside, it was fairly quiet, the faint sound of the shower being heard across the open space. As usual, Ferran’s sports bag was left unattended near the entryway, tripping you as you came in.

“Puta madre.” You mumbled, massaging your knee. Mumbling under your breath, you didn’t hear Ferran come into the room.

“Lemme take care of this.” He grabbed the bag and walked into the laundry room. You collected the rest of the groceries and unloaded the bags before settling on the couch, a blanket covering you. In that short second he had come and gone, your body did a 180º. You felt chills run across your body, your legs losing strength by the second. Ferran came back into the room, dressed in a t-shirt and some shorts. While you both disagreed on the temperature of the house, it was the first time Ferran had seen you entirely engulfed by a blanket, your coat still on.

“Bebe are you cold? Are you feeling sick?” Ferran brought a hand to your forehead, feeling for fever.

Underneath the blanket, you felt like 1 million degrees, thick beads of sweat rolling from your forehead and onto your back. The air was suddenly thicker than usual, and the smell of Ferran’s body wash made you queasy. Everything felt brighter, louder; Ferran’s words stuck to your ears. Your body was going into sensory overload… Recognizing an all too familiar feeling, you pushed Ferran’s body out of the way before you ran to the bathroom. Emptying the content of your coffee date, you clutched at the trash can as you sobbed. Ferran barged right behind you, putting your hair into a bun.

“Let’s get this off.” He took off your coat, throwing it in the laundry bin. You heard the closet open and the faucet run before you felt the cold towel across your face. “Let it out my love. Breathe in.” Ferran calmed you down. He held you as you shivered, getting off the remaining vomit with the towel before throwing it into the same pile as your coat. You stayed into his arms until you calmed down. “Let’s get you into something comfortable.” Ferran took your hand.

Upstairs, he sat you on the bed as he rummaged for one of his hoodies and basketball shorts, which he knew you liked to steal whenever he was playing away. Handing you the clothes, Ferran closed the blinds, allowing for full darkness to take over the room.

“I’ll go make you some tea for your stomach.” He left you alone in the room with your racing thoughts.

A few minutes went by before you heard the familiar sound of his slides on the stairs. The door opened and Ferran came in the room with a cup of tea and anti-nausea medication.

“Medication’s for later,” He said, realizing you were staring at the little beige pill. “What did you have for brunch today?” He asked as he settled under the covers with you, his head on your chest.

“Um… A coffee with oat cream and a raspberry danish. Nothing unusual.”

“Must be a stomach bug or something. At least you’ve gotten it all out. You should just rest up. I’ll take care of supper today.” With that, Ferran left you to rest. You had finally closed your eyes when the sensory overload kicked in again.

“Ferran!” You called out for him in a shaky voice.

Upon hearing your voice, Ferran dropped the vegetables and ran upstairs, and into the room. He found you rolled up on the bed, thick beads of sweat running across your forehead.

“Hold on tight, I’m gonna pick you up.” Ferran scooped you up and brought you to the bathroom, sitting down on the floor with you. He handed you the trash can as you emptied out your stomach for a second time, rubbing your back in an attempt to comfort you. The room was silent, except for your sobs and heavy breathing. Ferran’s heart broke at the sight of you sitting down like this. You heard him get up before grabbing another towel and wetting it. He knelt in front of you, gently wiping your face. You looked at him through your eyelashes, your heart swooning at his features. His eyelashes, the shape of his lips, his bambi eyes… you loved him so much.

“Let’s get you on the couch instead. I need to be near in case this happens again.” He rubbed your cheek with his thumbs, wiping away the remaining tears. Too weak to speak, you simply nodded, holding on to his neck as he picked you up. Settled on the couch, Ferran brought you your cup of tea as well as a water bottle. He tucked you in before getting back to his cooking duties, in which he had found a new joy. Hours passed and you were still peacefully asleep on the couch, your breathing stable and regular.

Waking up from your much needed nap, you walked into the kitchen. Your body had woken up with a strong craving for mustard. Squirting the condiment onto the spoon, you sighed in delight as you ate it. In the doorway of the kitchen a perplexed Ferran was staring at you.

“Oye, what are you doing?” He took the bottle of mustard away, earning a frown from you. “You just threw up, I doubt the best thing for you to eat is mustard. Also, you hate mustard with a passion.” He questioned you.

“I had a craving. Do we have chocolate chips?” You asked him innocently.

“Yes we do, in the bottom shelf of the pantr-” Ferran interrupted himself. “Why am I telling you? You’re not supposed to eat this. Get back on the couch and eat some soup. It’s chicken and noodle.” Ferran could feel himself grow tired. You sighed as Ferran sent you back to the couch, putting away the mustard in the fridge. Sitting next to you on the couch, Ferran could feel your restlessness.

“Oye, what has gotten into you today?” He barely worded out before you straddled his lap, slowly leaving sloppy kisses on his neck. Your body was on fire and Ferran’s touch was the only way to extinguish the fire burning inside of you. Ferran slowly put you down on the couch. “Nena I’d love to take care of you in that sense, but you were sick a few hours ago. I just want you to rest.”

With that, Ferran carried you to bed after helping you with your nighttime routine. It was around 6 A.M when you woke up gasping for air, feeling as if something was preventing you from fully breathing.

“Ferran wake up. Ferran,” You shook his arm, violently pulling him out of his slumber. “I think I’m gonna throw up again.”

“Joder, mi amor, ¿qué te pasa?” He sleepily put on his shirt and led you to the bathroom. He sat you down on the floor as he went to retrieve your water bottle and a towel. You texted Sara, who had an early morning flight.

[TO: The superior Gündogan]:

Been throwing up since yesterday. I’m exhausted. Send help lol

[FROM: The superior Gündogan]:

I’m so sorry my love :( Drink lots of water and have some yogurt.

[TO: The superior Gündogan]:

Yeah, and I even bought mustard at the grocery store yesterday… and I don’t even like it. Don’t get me started on how I climbed on Ferran after supper.

[FROM: The superior Gündogan]:

You don’t think…

[TO: The superior Gündogan]:

What?

[FROM: The superior Gündogan]:

🤰🤰🤰

You had been evading the possibility of being pregnant with Ferran’s child, especially considering the irony of your conversation with Sara the day before. You reached for the cupboard where you stashed the pregnancy tests, in the eventual case you and Ferran would start trying. Frantically tearing the plastic from the test, you sat down on the toilet and let your bladder go. Right at this moment, Ferran walked back in into the room.

“Que haces?” He said, taking the pregnancy test box in his hand. “Do you think you’re pregnant? I mean we haven’t done it unprotected except… fuck, your parents’ dinner back in December.” Realization hit him. “Pee faster.”

“Ferran, either get out or be quiet.” The stress took over you. You cleaned yourself up and put back the test in its packaging before washing your hands. You set your timer for 3 minutes and sat down on the floor. Ferran followed suit.

“Hey, hey, positive or not, everything is gonna be okay.” Ferran could see the tears bordering your eyes. He scooted closer, holding you in his arms. You stayed in this position until the timer ran out, a harsh alarm bringing you back to reality. “Do you want me to take a look?”

“I’ll do it,” you shakily got up. “Ferran… Can you please hold my hand?” You pleaded.

“Anytime.” Ferran gently took your hand, tracing over your palm with his thumb. You took the test out of the packaging, looking one last time at your boyfriend.

Pregnant

You buried your head in his chest, violently sobbing.

“We’re having a baby, amor. We’re having a baby.” You said, the last sentence coming out as a whisper.

Ferran’s heart exploded with joy upon hearing your words. He tightened his hold on you. He hadn’t thought of starting a family until he met you. He let out a tear, then two, and finally the dam broke.

“Aye mi amor. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” He said, peppering your face with kisses. You stayed in each others’ arms for a few minutes trying to come to realization with the next chapter of your lives.

“We’re having a baby.” He cooed. “I feel like telling the whole world. Screaming atop of rooftops.” Ferran chuckled as he knelt down to your abdomen. “Hola mini tiburón. I’m your dada, and your mom and I can’t wait to shower you with love.” He finished with a kiss to your bellybutton.

That night, the two of you barely slept. Ferran was already going through daycare lists, disapproving those that didn’t have any outside playgrounds. He had already sent you nursery models, stating “I’d purposefully injure myself and be out for a few weeks if it means I get to start on the nursery”. You, on the other side, hadn’t taken off your hand from your stomach. You were still processing the news, but above all, you were extremely grateful to have Ferran on your side, and as the kid’s dad.

“Good night my love. And good night, Carlota Míriam Torres.” Ferran said as he pressed a kiss to your lips and then to your stomach.

“Already got a name?” You asked him teasingly?

“You don’t understand how long I have been waiting for this day to come.” He said tearfully.

[sugaabooga]

Badboy!Woojin

Pairing: Park Woojin x Reader Genre: badboy!Woojin (sorta) Summary/Extra: sry for not updating consistently!

Warnings: HARASSMENT, KIDNAPPING

before i start lemme just say how much i love park woojin like omg

he’s my bias yall

so basically, badboy and fboy!Woojin scenarios brings me to tears

Anyway let us get on with it

So badboy!woojin would be the one kid sitting in the back of the classroom with his black hoodie and earbuds/headphones in/on his ears ALL THE TIME

He’s really really quiet and no one really knows what kind of person he is

He doesn’t have any friends since no one approaches him

He’s very intimidating

I mean who wouldn’t be intimidated if he never talks to anyone, has a hood over his head, glares at everything, has cold eyes, never smiles, never frowns, never shows any type of emotion!?!!?

He’s just a very mysterious dude that no one ever talked to before

So obviously he would become the target when playing dare or dare

It was a normal day where you and your friends were hanging out at the park and it’s when Sohye and Yoojung suggest to play dare or dare that you realize….

Something’s up

The dares for your friends aren’t that bad

“Go down onto the playground and block all the kids from going down the slide.”

“Act out a battlefield scene by yourself over by the bench”

“I dare you to go to Sungwoon sunbae and do aegyo”

You would have done any of those rather than having a freakin dare where you have to

“Date Park Woojin for two weeks”

“WHaAhahAHhaAHt!!?!?!”

You weren’t a person who turns down a dare, but nope

I don’t think you’re ready to convince the most mysterious and the super quiet badboy of your school to DATE you

Sohye notices your discomfort and says it’s a bit too much, but Yoojung ain’t havin any of it

“It’s Park Woojin, Y/N. It can’t be that hard. Just approach him a few times and BOOM. Before you know it, you’ll be dating him”

You frown

It wasn’t really like Yoojung to keep pushing these types of things but maybe she was curious about Park Woojin like the 99% of the school’s population

Not only were you slightly intimidated by Woojin, but you also didn’t want to date someone just bc of a dare

But after almost an hour of arguing, you give in

You stress out about the stupid dare you’ve ever got for the whole entire day

The dare is the only thing that’s on your mind from the time you sleep, in your dreams, and even until the morning when you enter your classroom to see Park Woojin with his hoodie over his head that was resting on the desk

You take a deep breath and take timid steps to the empty seat next to him

You hear the sudden silence take over and the hushed whispers bc

Why was someone going over to Woojin and WAAHHHHAAT

SITTING NEXT TO HIM!?!!?

After you slip into the cold seat, you shoot sharp glares across the room to shut the judgmental high school students

That’s when woojin opens his eyes to see what’s going on

He knew that it was never this quiet in class even when the teacher was teaching a lesson

Woojin slightly lifts his head and sees what it’s all about

L/N, Y/N

That one girl that woojin always noticed giving him pitiful glances and small smiles whenever they made eye contact

Woojin didn’t like being pitied

But when you looked at him with a certain sadness in your eyes, it didn’t feel like pity to him

It felt more like a feeling of….understanding almost

But that’s all you ever did

You never tried to spark a convo w/him or ever tried to acknowledge his presence without telepathy

So seeing you sitting next to him with a deathly glare pointed at everyone, made Woojin shocked and confused

He was so sure it was some kind of dare or some type of blackmail if it meant that someone...YOU were sitting next to him

If it was voluntary…..

Man that takes some guts

Anyways, the whole class period goes by with Woojin trying to ignore your deafening presence, and you trying to ignore the stares and whispers directed at the two of you

Woojin was used to the stares and gossip about him so he really didn’t mind it anymore

But for you, it was a first

When class ends you sigh and offer a small smile at woojin who’s glancing at you from time to time

You’re ready to leave, but when you stand up, you hear woojin call your name and your like

NSDFISYGURWVHNCMSOOIFYHFDSCNJS

!?!?!!!?!?How the heck does he know your name?!!???!??!

He’s just hella observant

You try to calm yourself and your shock as you let out a hum, turning around to face him

You actually expect to be met with a small smile on his face and his eyes not cold and piercing like they were now

Yea...woojin don’t seem too happy

“What’s your game?”

He spits out and looks at you with an annoyed expression

You freak out bc ONE his frkn satoori and voice is like

Oh MA GAH

And the other part of you is like ‘what am i supposed to say?!!?!?’

“Uh...What do you me-”

“Don’t act dumb. If sitting next to me was some kind of dare or joke, just stop.”

He gives you one last death glare and leaves the classroom in almost a calm way, but radiating anger, that it scares you

Nonetheless, you feel super bad and so stupid for even thinking to do the dare

At lunch you tell your friends the dare is off but it ends up getting Yoojung calling you ‘weak’

You get annoyed and pissed off bc it was just a frkn dare

So yah you two aren’t on good terms anymore

After school you’re walking home and get lost in all your thoughts

Woojin, yoojung, midterms, grades, your ap classes…..life

You’re so in your thoughts that you look up after a while and notice

You had no idea where the heck you were

It had to be the next neighborhood over, but you had never seen this part of town before

And it was pretty sketchy seeing that there was no one on the streets that had houses lined up on each side

Not to add, but all the houses had their lights off and the curtains closed

A sudden breeze blows through and gives a weird chill up and down your spine and that’s when you hear a shuffle from behind you

You start walking faster, toward anywhere really bc you didn’t know this part of town

Your pace did no help bc the person or thing behind you just matched your pace when you sped up

You clench your fists and start to break out in a run when the thing/person puts a hand around your wrist, making you scream reallyyyyy high-pitched, enough to crack the windows

The person covers your mouth, having you freak out even more and when you open your eyes you see this middle-aged man with a dark hoodie and black mask over his face

But you can tell he’s grinning at your panicking sight

You struggle against his grip around you, but he’s too strong and no one’s coming out of their houses to see the commotion

You feel less and less air coming through your lungs since the guy’s literally choking you and you feel your legs giving away and your body shutting down

You died

So i guess end of story

Bye guys hope you enjoyed badboy!woojin

And im working on regret pt.2 so stay tuned!

thxx

Lol jk

Im not that mean

Your horrible coughing wakes you up

You see a blurry black figure and for a second you think it’s the pycotic kidnapper who almost killed you

But then you hear a familiar deep, husky voice that’s asking you if you were okay in satoori and a slightly panicked voice

It was Park Woojin

“W...Woojin?”

Your voice is raspy and you literally croak it out

But you can’t care less bc you’re actually alive

“OMG Y/N! I thought you were dead!”

“Ha.Ha. Oh darn.”

You laugh that turns into a nasty cough and woojin hands you water

HE’S SO CARING TO  YOU

After you’re a bit better you ask woojin what had happened and why you were in the backroom of a bar

Woojin explains how he and his close hyungs were taking a walk around the neighborhood and saw a girl collasped on the ground and a man backing away from her

The girl was you obviously, but they couldn’t find out who the man was, however the police are tracking him down

Woojin’s hyungs own a bar in the middle of your neighborhood and that was the closest place they could go to w/your dead weight

You slightly blush and thank him but then apologize for what happened at school

you tell him that it was all a stupid dare to get you and him dating for two weeks, but since you feel bad and have a conscience, you decided to decline it and sorta ruin a friendship bc of it

Which you still did not understand bc it was a simple, dumb dare

Woojin breaks out into a smile and OMGWROUEWEJD

HE SURPRISES YOU AGAIN

S N A G G L E T O O T H

And his smile is so cute omg

You’ve never seen him smile before

Okk and a bit of a time skip

So you and woojin start getting closer after that whole weird event

You start off as friends but obviously you guys have mutual feelings for each other but that’ll be another story for another day

You and yoojung mend your friendship back together

You still don’t know why she was so sensitive about the whole thing

And you have a healthy friendship with Park Woojin

You sit w/him in the classes you have together (which earned some weird rumors and glances the first few days) and you guys eat lunch together

You guys share earbuds

lol

So cute

And yah

I’ll be making a friend/boyfriend!woojin au to explain all the rest

So basically that’s it for badboy!woojin

Tho it wasn’t really a badboy!woojin lol

Will try to make it better like nxt year

[sorede-ii]

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ALRIGHT ANON i had to empty out my inbox really quickly, so here we go with the salty asks!! thank you so much btw u rock!!!!! under a read more cuz man do i got alot to say lmao

1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?

in all honesty i will never understand inusess or (romantic) sessrin and why people would think those ships are ok?? like i’m not judging i promise, but i can never understand it :// but other than that, i’m usually very open about the ships for inuyasha!!

4. Do you have a NoTP in your fandom? Are they a popular OTP?

i guess other than the 2 i said before, i don’t really have a NoTP. i don’t think they’re popular either but… they’re more popular than what i thought they would be…

5. Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you?

mmm i can’t really think of any pairing that has been ruined for me tbqh i feel i’m too openminded when it comes down to it ppfff

6. Has fandom ever made you enjoy a pairing you previously hated?

this one’s easy, the first one that comes to mind is inukik. the fandom had definitely helped me open my eyes to not be a hater against kikyo (i wouldn’t say i hated her, but i used to not like the idea of her with inuyasha, ya know?) and to just be openminded in shipping in general (especially samesex couples)!! if it weren’t for the fandom, i wouldn’t be enjoying ships like inukog, kagsan, kagukik… the list goes on!!

7. Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?

if it’s anything inuyasha related..? hmm…. probably character/ship bashing (especially kikyo). i used to be so into those arguments of “kikyo’s in the way of inukag!!” just cuz i didn’t really understand her character when i was younger!! in all honesty i hate any bashing towards a person in general~

8. Have you received anon hate? What about?

i’ve been on this site since before i started highschool and i’m in college now, and i’m so happy to say i have never gotten anon hate on any of my blogs!!!

9. Most disliked character(s)? Why?

oh my god anon so i was looking through the list of inuyasha characters to remind myself if there was anyone and then i got to mukotsu i was like “oh yeah… that motherfucker…”

we all know what that boy did.

10. Most disliked arc? Why?

oh man forgive me anon, i’m actually not the type to care much for arcs of a show!! as long as the story as a whole flows fine, i usually don’t mind!! though, i will say that it did bug me a bit when the story changed from a “mystery, ghost-hunting” story to a more shounen story. knowing that rumiko had intended it to be a more darker themed story, it felt way more light hearty (???) at the end, if that makes sense?? i mean i still love it either way, but that’s just my personal opinion!

13. Unpopular opinion about XXX character?

alright imma do inuyasha just to keep it in general (lemme know if you guys want me to talk about the other characters)! i actually have….a few for him. first being his ears did not wiggle enough!!!! i think it just comes from owning a dog and cats too, but animals are very expressive with their ears, so i feel he would be the same. my second one being i personally…. don’t like it when people focus too much on the… dog part. i guess i see him too much as a person, so it just throws me off when people refer to him as a “puppy”, ya know? i mean don’t get me wrong i totally get it and it’s such a cute nickname for him, but man do i crave him having difficulty accepting himself as half demon. i hope that makes sense kasljfldklsdkg and last but not least, i feel the best songs that fit inuyasha’s character are songs by my fav artist, logic! here’s an example that i’ve made a comic about too!

16. If you could change anything in the show, what would you change?

oh gosh!!! first would be giving kagome more variety in her outfits. or atleast… let her wear her summer uniform!!! also add in the missing scenes from the manga to the anime, to make it more accurate. and i’d personally would have done the ending a bit differently too, instead of immediately seeing how kagome’s life in the feudal era would be, it’d be set it a few years into the future. we could see miroku and sango’s kids being more older, see the kids like rin, kohaku, and shippo, as teens, and seeing inukag in their married life!!

26.Most shippable character?

yall….. dead ass it’s inuyasha… like… any possible ship there is for him, i dig it. and ironically after inu bb, it’s kikyo…… it’s so easy for me to see them two happy like they should’ve been

27. Least shippable character?

that’s sesshomaru for me! like don’t get me wrong, i’ve read some p instense stuff of him with miroku, koga, and kagome and i’ve enjoyed them, but lookiing at it from a canon sense, he really doesn’t give a damn about other people, so he’s always given me the impression that he likes to be alone.

thank you so much again dear anon!!! this was super fun!!!