#twice x gn! reader

[odity-human]

Some cute thoughts I think the MHA chars would do with their significant others! <3

Makes you slow dance with them : Aizawa, All Might, Present Mic, Iida, Bakugo, Mr Compress, Twice, Kiri, Midoriya

Plays hyperpop / upbeat / jazz and makes you dance with them : Present Mic, Sero, Denki, Kiri

They enjoy being the little spoon : Shoto, Iida, All Might, Shiggy, Dabi, Twice

Caressing your body non-sexually : Present Mic, Midoriya, Kiri, Shiggy ( With special gloves on), Aizawa, All Might, Mr Compress

Old Furniture from second hand stores / relatives : Aizawa, All Might, Dabi, Shiggy, Twice

Should I make more of these or write something based on one? Lemme know ! :)

[halsinsheart]

a/n: welcome to kinkmas day 1 aka me delving back into writing.

summary: halsin & reader get distracted while mushroom foraging.

tags: NSFW MDNI, size difference, gn!reader, pet names (love, little one, songbird)

wc: ~1.8k

kinkmas masterlist || reblogs > likes

“Woah, look at that one there!” You pointed to a unique shape poking out from the rotting wood of a felled birch, garnering the attention of your large companion who chuckled softly at your childlike fascination.

“Some Purple Jellydisc; inedible but interesting to look at nonetheless.” Halsin crouched down next to you, his expression equally as captivated by the fungi as yours was.

Food rations in the camp were stable at the moment, but considering how your party seemed to grow and with inclement weather looming on the horizon, you coaxed Halsin into foraging with you. However, coaxing might have been an overstatement because the druid all but jumped up from his spot where he was whittling in favor of joining you on your excursion. You were a decent distance into the forest now with a basket on your arm that was slow to fill, but in your defense, you were understandably distracted.

Halsin stood sturdy against the incoming storm’s wind, a pleasant buffer between you and the elements. It was also the most opportune moment for you to admire just how broad he was while your mind wandered with thoughts of him. The irony of the man built like a tree worshipping the Oak Father wasn’t lost on you, although you wondered exactly what type of oak he would be. Perhaps a Southen Live, with its wide expanse and evergreen foliage? Or maybe the Bur with its massive heights and impressive longevity?

“Ah, here we are- Lion’s Mane! Edible and full of flavor.” Halsin’s deep voice shook you from your rambling thoughts and as you took in the mushroom he was slicing, it was your turn to laugh.

“They really know how to appropriately name these guys. Shame that Turkey Tail isn't edible, it’d be funny to serve it with actual turkey. Hey, wait, there’s Old-Man-of-the-Woods!” You scrambled over one of the broken trunks in front of you to squat down in front of the fungi and cut the fruiting body off before placing it into the basket with the others.

“I’ve been here the entire time, little one, ripe for your harvesting.” The joke was delivered with his usual charming smile as he held his arms out in a gesturing manner towards himself.

Thoughts faltered within your head for a moment as you processed his words and tried to grapple for a response that didn’t make you sound like an immature teenager. “Ripe for my harvesting, yeah? If we don’t find too many more edible things I might have to take you up on that offer.”

“Of course, I'd hate to see you starve. By all means, consume me, little songbird.” His voice lowered at the same time he leaned in closer while his stance widened and his chest puffed outwards, only making him appear larger.

Swallowing the air stuck in your throat, you braced yourself on the tree behind you and looked up into the hazel irises of the druid. The pet name nearly made you whimper as he loomed over you, but his words gave you confidence. You would consume him wholly and entirely. Lips met in a fevered kiss and your hands cupped his face gently while his own covered a wide expanse over your hips, squeezing ever so slightly. Again and again, you kissed until you were gasping for air, leaning your head back to obtain some oxygen, yet Halsin persisted with kisses along your exposed neck.

“Breathtaking.” He whispered against your skin while his hands massaged your ass before he plucked you off the ground.

A surprised squeal of excitement left you as you clamored to hold onto him while you were lifted several feet off the ground. Finally, at eye level, you took advantage and kissed him again, reveling in the decadent noise that left his lips when your hands tugged at his hair. After a couple more tugs, his hair fell from its half-bun to frame his face and tickle at your cheeks. Your legs wrapped around his thick torso, though you didn’t have a chance of crossing your ankles around his back, your legs simply too short and his body far too wide. 

Traveling your hands down his neck to his torso, you pulled at his tunic until the front laces came loose. Halsin shuffled you around in his arms like a mere burlap sack so he could shrug his shirt off, while you were left to ogle at his combined balance and strength until he brought you back to him. His warm chest was now bared to you and his hands made quick work of your shirt, being mindful not to tear it while he discarded it. When your bare skin met, it felt like a jolt of electricity coursed through you and ultimately ended as a pulse to your core.

“Please,” your voice wavered as you pleaded with him, tugging at his hair to no avail in an attempt to remove him from the sensitive part of your neck, only earning a breathy chuckle before he responded.

“Please what, my love? Share with me your fantasies and I’ll make them a reality,” his breath fanned across your neck as he relished in your scent, hands caressing up and down your back while his eyes closed.

A desperate whine left you when you realized he was making you voice your desires out loud, still, you were desperate enough to obey the demand, “Please, touch me more. I want all of you.”

“I’d love nothing more,” his last words were nearly a growl, reverberating down through your bones and back.

In one swift motion, you were laid in a soft patch of white clover that embraced you as gently as the druid hovering over you did. Your limbs splayed out as they welcomed the caresses from both plant and druid, the latter of which ever so slowly slid your bottoms off until they were discarded to the side. Halsin sat back on his haunches, fingertips still ghosting your skin while he simply admired the view of you splayed out just for him.

A shiver ran down your spine at the teasing sensation and you parted your legs in a silent beckon for him. Never one to ignore the call of nature’s desires, especially ones that concern your desires, Halsin obeyed. His movements were skilled and experienced, much more than that, he listened. Every movement, every noise, and every twitch you gave told him everything he needed to know about how you were feeling and what you needed from him. 

So much so, that it didn’t take long for you to be drowned in ecstasy not just once or twice, but until your body movements were beyond your control and any attempt you made to quiet your noises was futile. Only by the grace of the gods were you finally able to beg for him to stop, and even then he took you over the edge one more time.

“You always taste divine, I can’t quite help myself,” he chuckled under his breath as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, “but now you’re more than ready for me, little one. And I intend to give you all of me.”

“Ha, I’d expect nothing less,” you responded breathlessly, still recovering from the praise his mouth and fingers gave you, trying to ignore the way he used your words from earlier against you now. 

Sweet kisses were peppered across your face as Halsin slowly slid inside of you, making sure to pause every time one of your small hands squeezed at his bicep. Your mind melted as he pushed deeper inside of you, each additional inch making your eyes roll back. The stretch burned yet the way his heavy hands massaged your hips emboldened you to take more.

Once his tip reached the deepest part of you, he pulled away from leaning over you to down at where you were joined and back up at you, “Well, not quite all of me, though I’m sure we can improve that.”

“Sh-Shut up,” you mumbled while your face heated with embarrassment at his words and your lower half relaxed in anticipation of what was to come.

“Fair enough. So long as you sing for me, my love,” his lips pressed kisses into your hands before holding them to his heart and leaning down once more to shield your smaller form from the rest of the world, his forearms resting in the clovers next to your head.

Nodding, you both agreed to his request and gave him the okay to start moving. He kissed you one more time before giving a testing thrust, after seeing you adjusted to that alright, he slowly picked up a rhythm as smooth as the flowing river. You weren’t new to this, weren’t new to him, you knew what to expect. And yet, when he put his efforts into chasing your high, you found yourself gasping and hands flying to hold onto his shoulders for stability.

The sounds of the daily nature activities didn’t stand a chance at drowning out the noises that resulted from your coupling. You only hoped you were far enough away from camp to avoid the walk of shame, though shame was far from any emotion you had over this. The number of times your pleasure crested was impossible to count while in your current mind state, with some ebbing right into another high.

Halsin was familiar with your body inside and out, and he could see the focus leaving your eyes as your mind went white from the overload of pleasure. His words of praise and sweet promises kept you grounded long enough for you both to worship and relish in the other’s body for one last, deliciously sweet high.

Heavy breaths mingled as your foreheads rested against each other and Halsin’s movements ceased except for the adoring caress of his hands that rubbed back and forth over your thighs. As your lucid thoughts returned to you, a smile spread across your face and your own hands reached out to brush a piece of hair from his eyes.

Decadent bliss filled the small clearing that you shared as pure unfiltered adoration radiated off of one of you flowing into the other and returned tenfold. Within this solace, where the forest surrounded you and hid your tryst away from the rest of the world, you longed for an eternity more of sharing your life with the large druid, whatever may come.

Whatever may come. Including the vampire elf’s near-tantrum when you returned to camp after many hours with less than adequate storage provisions.

©halsinsheart ~{2024}~ you do not have permission modify, copy, repost, or enter works into AI.

[cceanvvaves]

coffee mugs; p.jh

(moved to isanggayfrog) warning: none

You glared, so she glared harder.

Moving in with Jihyo is, so far, the biggest step you two have taken in this relationship. You used to fantasize about it - think of all the late night talks and breakfasts and bed there would be! However, the first few weeks - months, even - were... worse than expected. The two of you had never lived together before, which meant that you didn't know each other's living habits.

You always fought about little things: where to leave dirty clothes, whether to keep the curtains closed or open, what time to wake up on weekends, and so on, and so forth.

Thankfully, you and Jihyo had sat down and talked and came to agreements, so things became better, and living together became natural for the both of you.

That doesn't mean you didn't get into disagreements from time to time.

Jeongyeon had come over earlier that week with a mug set for you and Jihyo. Unfortunately, you didn't get the chance to open it until now.

There were two mugs inside: a brown mug with the words 'TOP' in white, and a white mug with 'BOTTOM' in brown.

You and Jihyo simultaneously understood that this was one of Jeongyeon's not-so-funny pranks, but the competitive flames in both of you ignited. Neither of you would accept to use the 'BOTTOM' mug, because that would admit that you were... well, the bottom in the relationship.

Of course, the mugs didn't actually connect to your real-life dynamics, but you felt the need to show your dominance nonetheless.

"Y/N, please," Jihyo repeats for the nth time. "Just take it. It's not as if you'd be crowned 'World's Biggest Bottom' or something."

"You begging like that doesn't seem very 'top' either," you point out, somewhat teasing.

"I'm not begging." She huffs. "I'm simply trying to convince you."

"Not gonna happen."

The two of you stand there for a couple more minutes, glaring with your arms crossed in an attempt to intimidate the other. Neither backs down.

"It's just a mug," you finally sigh. Jihyo's eyes light up, but her face falls with your next words. "You take it, it fits you more."

Her lips part. "Are you crazy? What if the girls come over and see me holding that? They would never live it down."

"Then why don't we just keep it in the cupboard?"

Jihyo blinks. It's a logical solution, but she shakes her head. "I'm really close with Jeongyeon. She might feel bad if she doesn't see us using it."

"Then you take it." You purse your lips to prevent yourself from laughing at Jihyo's expression. "I'm pretty sure Jeongyeon only gave this to us for a laugh, Jih."

"I knew that the moment we opened it." She smirks. "I just wanted to see you admit that you were a bottom for me."

"What?" You gasp. "If anything, you're the one who-"

You weren't able to finish your sentence because a pair of soft lips smash onto yours. You immediately melt, hands falling to rest gently on her hips, smiling when you feel her playing with the hair on the back of your neck.

Jihyo's lips part, allowing you to deepen the kiss. You're pretty sure this kiss wasn't innocent - this is definetely still related to the mugs. And you're not losing.

You turn around to pin her carefully on the counter, making sure not to hit the mugs so as to avoid breaking them. Cleaning up wasn't on your to-do list today.

Jihyo's grip on your hair tightens when your hand slips underneath her shirt, your cold fingers caressing her stomach.

Smirking, you pull away only to put your lips on her neck instead, kissing and even softly biting at her skin.

"Not in the kitchen," she forces out, a blissful sigh escaping from her throat when you reach that certain spot.

She whines when you stop. "I'm thinking you didn't kiss me because I looked hot, did you?"

"No," she admits. "I wanted to catch you off-guard and make you agree to take the white one."

"That's cheating," you complain. "But it didn't work anyway, did it?"

"No," she repeats, rolling her eyes.

"Instead it was the other way 'round." You grin.

Jihyo frowns. "I didn't agree to anything."

"Your body certainly did."

"Y/N!" She scolds, lightly slapping your arm.

"What? Forget about the mugs." You're laughing now. You take her hand in yours and kiss the pout off her lips. "You said not in the kitchen. What about in the bedroom, my love?"

[thetreefairy]

First sleepover

Warnings: mentions of isolation, reader is oblivious to who the LOV are. Drinking, smoking. Taglist @slasherscrybaby @yandere-city Words: 951 p.2 had to re-publish this due to massive spelling mistakes, hope you guys like it,

But Tomu-Tomu will take Reader away from them.

“Bye~ I’ll be meeting up with Tomu-Tomu and his friends!” Reader shouted as they put their shoes on, they were going to get drinks with Tomu-Tomu and 2 of his friends. “Make sure to bring your self-defense kit!” Shota shouted, Hizashi rushing towards Reader with the self-defense kit. “Call us if you are in danger, alright?”

“Of course, pa, I will be home before 12 and I won’t drink too much.” Reader kisses Hizashi's cheek and waves as they leave the house. Reader sends a text to Tomu-Tomu.

player two to Tomu-Tomu: Can you send me the addresses, Tomu?

tomu-Tomu to player two: {insert random address} it’s a bit difficult to find, I will be at the start of {random street that is close by}

Player two to Tomu-Tomu: Thank youuu, I am so excited to meet your friends :D

Tomu-tomu to Player two: They are excited to meet you too, do mind Toga however, she is obsessed with blood due to her quirk.

player two to Tomu-tomu: :00, that's so interesting, I can see you. hehehe imma scare you : )

Tomu-tomu to player two: If you want to scare someone you shouldn’t, you know tell them.

Tomura chuckled as he re-read Reader's message, he had seen them himself. But with how cute they are, he couldn’t help but pretend to be scared when Reader hugged him from behind. “So scary~!” He said in a teasing tone. “Almost as scary as you trying to trash talk in Valaront.”

“Hey!” Reader shouted, realizing that he’s making fun of them. “I was really trying, but my little sister was in the same room!”

“Excuses, excuses.” He grinned as he ruffled their hair. At first Tomura wanted to use you, but after just a week of playing video games together he had grown fond of you. His master, AFO, likes you as well and his anger issues have died down now. “Now come on, before the burned bitch is going to call us and complain.”

"Burned bitch?” Reader asked with a curious tone as they started walking to Tomura’s hideout home. “Yeah, my friend has a lot of burns because of his quirk.” He said casually. “Look, we are here.”

When they got inside, a girl immediately hugged Reader. “Is this your friend Shiggy? They are so pretty!” Reader instinctively petted her hair. “Can I drink your blood, pretty please?” the blonde girl asked, drawing out the e of ‘please’. 

“Maybe you should introduce yourself first, Toga.” A man with burn scars asked as he smoked. "Yeah! Nuh uh! Don’t tell them our names!”

“Jin, do me a favor and tone your other side down, I already have a headache.” the lizard type a guy hissed. “You can call me spinner.”

“Hello everyone, I am Reader.” After the introductions and small talk they started to play games. “My god, how did that crispy bitch pull you?” Dabi chuckled out drunkenly. Toga was drinking Reader’s blood happily but that comment made her gasp. “Shiggy and Reader are dating?!”

Tomura looked like he was about to burst and was red. “No no no, we are besties.” Reader chuckled, they were a bit tipsy. “But I do think he’s pretty.” Reader tried to whisper into Toga’s ear making her chuckle. Tomura had heard this and his brain isn’t braining right now. Reader then got a call from Hizashi.

"Papa!" Reader greeted him happily.

 ‘You forgot the time didn’t you?’ His voice sounded amused, but a bit strict as well. This caused Reader to gulp, they truly had forgotten the time! How stupid of them.

“Ah yes, I did, I am sorry but everyone is just so fun! I can go home right now.”

Tomura pushed a bag of blood towards Toga and whispered in her ear to pretend to be his girlfriend. When Toga transformed she said: “N/n, can I talk to your dad?”

“Ah, papa, Tomu’s girlfriend wants to talk to you, is that okay?”

‘That would be wonderful.’

“Hi, sir, I am Lily,”

‘Hi Lily, it’s nice to finally picture a voice by the person.’

“I was wondering if Reader could perhaps stay over at my house, I would feel awful if they had to go home this late.” Toga lied smoothly and before Reader could interrupt Tomura placed his hand over their mouth. Kissing their cheek when he saw their terrified expression. 

“Don’t worry, you won’t get isolated.” He whispered in their ear. He had told the league about the heroes' strange punishments towards their oldest child, so none of them were surprised at his words. 

Toga gave back the phone and winked at Reader.

‘Tomu’s girlfriend is such a lovely girl’ Hizashi told Reader. ‘Your dad and I agreed that you can stay over just this once.’

“Thank you! Thank you so much!” Reader happily squealed.

‘Just make sure that you are home before Hitoshi returns from the class trip.’

“So at 4 pm I have to be home.” Reader asked to make sure.

‘Yes, and make sure to not tell Hitoshi, as you know he heavily disapproves of sleepovers.’

“I won’t, talk to you later and goodnight, pa.”

‘Talk to you later and sleep well, dear.’

When Reader hung up she looked at her new found friends. “Well I guess I am staying here.”

“Yay!” Toga shouted happily.

“You should sleep in handy man’s room.” Dabi said with a smirk.

“Sure!” Reader agreed, Tomura looked at Dabi, annoyed.

‘What if I talk in my sleep?’ He thinks. ‘What if they hear my thoughts about them?’

And that was exactly Dabi’s plan, and hopefully make Reader hate heroes, but that might be a long shot.

[r2katsu]

scenarios for your jealousy...

mha m.list | gn!reader | fluff

"You're dumb, and i thought you were the smart one here. I don't need anyone else you idiot, i just need you." he sighs "Now come here and stop pouting, they were the one all over me and i already pushed them away."

"Be jealous all you want, i ain't going no where." he already put his arms around you pulling you in a tight hug.

katsuki, tomura, twice, dabi

"It's quite adorable for you to think that I need anyone else but you, i get it you can get jealous from time to time but in all seriousness I only need you so don't go around worrying about someone taking me away from you...hm?" he kisses the top of your head while holding you close.

DABI, keigo, hanta, shota, denki, sero

[cherubiyeon]

Can I request? Maybe something that involves married life with TWICE Sana. If it's alright, maybe for gender neutral reader? Also, love your works. Keep up the work, dudette. Your one of my favorite writers here haha.

calico skies | twice minatozaki sana x gender neutral reader

chamomile tea and bread, you and your wife, underneath the calico skies, after work.

✩ warnings. just fluff, you're married to sana, mentions of food

✩ word count. ~1.7k words

✩ playing. calico skies [paul mccartney]

✩ notes. HAHA this is so short sorry anon but tysm!! btw requests r open feel free to request!! i appreciate requests !! <3

y/n trudged wearily through the front door of their cozy apartment, the weight of the day's work clinging to every step. the apartment was dimly lit, the soft glow of lamps casting warm, inviting pockets of light. the scent of something delicious wafted through the air, a familiar comfort that made the exhaustion in y/n's bones ebb away just a bit.

"hey, you're back!" sana's voice, tinged with excitement, reached y/n's ears even before she came into view. y/n turned towards the living room, a tired smile forming on their lips as they saw sana standing there, her eyes bright and a grin that could light up the whole room.

sana's arms opened wide, and without hesitation, y/n found themselves enveloped in a warm, tight hug. the embrace felt like a soothing balm to y/n's weary soul, a reminder that they were home, truly home. y/n wrapped their arms around sana in return, burying their face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her familiar scent.

"missed you," sana murmured, her voice a gentle whisper that sent shivers down y/n's spine.

"missed you too," y/n mumbled back, their voice muffled against sana's skin. it was a simple exchange, but it held a depth of emotion that words alone couldn't convey.

sana's grip on y/n loosened, but her touch remained, her fingers lightly tracing patterns on y/n's back. then, with a soft chuckle, she pulled back slightly, her gaze meeting y/n's with unspoken affection.

"rough day?" sana asked, her brows furrowing with concern.

y/n let out a tired sigh, a mixture of frustration and relief escaping with the breath. "yeah, you could say that."

sana's fingers brushed a strand of hair away from y/n's forehead, her touch gentle and soothing. "well, good news is, i've got something that might help."

y/n raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "oh, really? and what might that be?"

with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, sana leaned in, her lips brushing against y/n's ear. "a magic remedy called 'sana's hug and kiss therapy.'"

y/n couldn't help but chuckle, the heaviness of the day slowly dissipating as sana's playful spirit worked its charm. "oh, is that a new medical breakthrough?"

sana grinned, her expression infectious. "absolutely. doctor's orders."

before y/n could react, sana's lips found theirs in a soft, lingering kiss. it was a kiss that held the promise of comfort, of home, and of shared moments that could chase away even the darkest of days. y/n's eyes fluttered closed, their arms instinctively winding around sana's waist, pulling her closer.

when the kiss finally broke, y/n's lips curved into a genuine smile. "i think i'm already feeling better."

sana's laughter was a melody that filled the room. "see? miracle cure."

y/n pressed their forehead against sana's, their eyes meeting in an unspoken exchange that spoke volumes. "you have no idea how much i needed this."

sana's fingers threaded through y/n's hair, her touch tender and full of love. "well, lucky for you, i'm here to provide all the hugs and kisses you need."

with a soft chuckle, y/n nuzzled their nose against sana's, a playful glint in their eyes. "do you offer a money-back guarantee?"

sana's response was a gentle peck on y/n's lips, her smile soft and full of adoration. "no refunds necessary. just a lifetime supply of love."

y/n's fingers brushed a strand of hair away from sana's face, their touch feather-light. "well, then i'm definitely getting the better end of this deal."

sana's laughter was a melodic sound that filled the room, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "you're always trying to find loopholes, aren't you?"

"hey, it's my job as the 'skeptical one' in this relationship," y/n teased, their tone affectionate.

sana's fingers trailed down y/n's arm in a slow, soothing caress. "and i'm the 'hopeless romantic' who's here to prove you wrong."

y/n's lips curved into a soft smile, their gaze locked onto sana's. "you're doing a pretty good job so far."

sana's grin was tender, her voice a gentle whisper. "well, there's a lot more where that came from."

as their eyes met in a lingering exchange, the unspoken words hung in the air like a promise—one that needed no formal declaration to hold its weight.

a contented sigh escaped y/n's lips, the earlier weariness now replaced by a sense of calm and belonging. "you know, i'm starting to think that 'sana's hug and kiss therapy' might just be the best remedy in the world."

sana's fingers intertwined with y/n's, their touch warm and reassuring. "it's a patented treatment, only available to a select few."

y/n leaned in, their lips brushing against sana's ear. "lucky me, then?"

sana's laughter was a soft, joyful sound, and she pressed a gentle kiss to y/n's temple. "lucky you."

after a few more moments wrapped in each other's arms, sana reluctantly pulled away, a playful pout forming on her lips. "as much as i'd love to keep you here forever, i have a special surprise for you."

y/n raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "a surprise? now you've got me curious."

sana's grin held a touch of mischief as she took y/n's hand, leading them towards the balcony. "it's nothing big, just something to make our evening even better."

the balcony was bathed in the soft, ethereal glow of twilight. sana's touch was a gentle reassurance as she guided y/n to the railing, their eyes drawn to the canvas of colors that stretched across the sky.

"wow," y/n breathed, their voice a mere whisper. the sky was painted with shades of pink, orange, and lavender—a breathtaking masterpiece that seemed to stretch on forever.

sana's voice was soft, filled with wonder. "two years of staring at this view, and it still takes my breath away."

y/n's gaze shifted from the sky to sana, their heart swelling with affection. "you know, the view might be beautiful, but i think i prefer staring at your face."

sana's cheeks flushed with a mixture of surprise and delight, her fingers gently brushing against y/n's. "oh, shut up."

y/n chuckled softly, the sound a warm melody that danced in the air. "hey, i'm just stating the truth."

sana rolled her eyes playfully, a fond smile tugging at her lips. "you're such a charmer."

"only when i'm with you," y/n quipped, their voice tinged with sincerity.

sana's laughter was soft and melodious, a harmonious blend with the evening breeze that rustled through the balcony plants. "alright, alright. enough with the flattery, you smooth talker."

y/n feigned offense, a hand placed over their heart in mock hurt. "smooth talker? i'll have you know that every word i say is backed by irrefutable evidence."

sana shook her head, her laughter bubbling over. "evidence? is that what we're calling it now?"

y/n's grin was infectious, their fingers intertwining with sana's once more. "you're just jealous because you're not the smooth talker in this relationship."

sana leaned in, her lips brushing against y/n's ear. "oh, really? want me to prove you wrong?"

y/n's playful smile turned into a mischievous smirk. "i'd love to see you try."

sana winked, her tone teasing. "later, perhaps. right now, i've got a surprise for you."

y/n raised an eyebrow, intrigue sparking in their eyes. "a surprise, huh? you've definitely piqued my curiosity."

sana grinned, her fingers giving y/n's hand a gentle squeeze before she turned and disappeared into the apartment. y/n leaned against the balcony railing, a soft smile still playing on their lips as they waited for sana's return.

it wasn't long before sana reappeared, carrying a tray with two steaming cups of chamomile tea and a plate of freshly baked bread. the fragrant aroma of the tea filled the air, mingling with the warm scent of the bread.

sana's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she approached y/n, setting the tray down on a small table by the balcony. "ta-da! chamomile tea and bread—your stress-relief combo."

y/n's expression softened as they took in the sight. "you remembered."

sana's smile was tender as she poured the tea, the liquid cascading gently into the cups. "of course i did. i know how exhausting work has been for you lately."

y/n reached out, their fingers brushing against sana's wrist as she handed them a cup. "thank you, baby." y/n's fingers brushed against sana's as they reached for a cup, their touch lingering for a moment. "you really do take care of me."

sana's smile was soft, her gaze unwavering as she met y/n's eyes. "it's my favorite job."

as they settled into the chairs, y/n cradled the warm cup of chamomile tea in their hands, the fragrant steam rising and mingling with the evening breeze. sana took a sip from her own cup, her expression one of pure contentment.

"can't believe how lucky i am," y/n murmured, more to themselves than to sana.

sana raised an eyebrow, her voice gentle. "what was that?"

y/n's cheeks tinged with a soft blush, but they met sana's gaze with sincerity. "i said i can't believe how lucky i am."

sana's fingers reached across the table to brush against y/n's, a tender smile curving her lips. "i'm so lucky to have you too,"

they shared a moment of silent connection, their fingers entwined on the table—a touch that conveyed more than words ever could. and then, y/n broke the silence with a soft chuckle.

"you know, i think i'm going to request 'sana's surprise tea time' as a regular thing."

sana's laughter was like a melody, the sound carrying a promise of warmth and comfort. "you don't have to request it. it's already in the contract."

y/n feigned surprise, a hand over their heart. "oh, i must have missed that clause."

sana playfully rolled her eyes, her gaze dancing with affection. "it's in the fine print, right next to 'y/n's endless hugs and kisses.'"

y/n's grin was unabashed, their voice tinged with playful mock. "well, it's a good thing we're both committed to upholding our contractual obligations."

sana lifted her teacup in a playful manner, a soft smile gracing her lips. "here's to us, two and more years of marriage."

as their cups clinked together, the warmth of their affection enveloped them. and as they sipped on chamomile tea and savored the simple pleasure of each other's company, y/n and sana found themselves exactly where they belonged—in each other's arms, under the canvas of calico skies.

[betweenujb]

cherry wine

nayeon x gn reader

warnings: straight up fluff, a little bit of wine

The way the breeze passes through the leaves and the warm air brushing against Nayeon’s skin makes it feel like a dream. Dating an idol was nothing short of busy and with your 40-50 hour a week schedule, you rarely had time off to spend with Nayeon. Your schedules finally lined up, so you decided to take Jihyo’s advice and go to Bali for a week away.

The view from the mountain villa you had rented was breathtaking. Nayeon stepped out to watch the sunset while you took a moment to rest. Days filled with the most beautiful scenic hikes and walking around the surrounding villages was fun, but still tiring.

Over the past four days, Nayeon wished she could paint every sunset as she looked out from the balcony over and through the dense forest. Tropical birds passed through the orange glow of the sunset, giving Nayeon the opportunity to take pictures in the hopeless effort to capture the peace she felt.

Time ticked by as Nayeon leaned against the wooded railing. The sun had gone down at least half an hour ago and the mountain was lit up by the stars. A few crickets chirp to harmonize with the rustling of the leaves. The sticky heat of the day mellowed out with the cool breeze, making Nayeon never want to leave her spot on the balcony.

Once you adequately rest your sore legs, you push yourself off the plush mattress. You shuffle over to the cart in the room that held a few bottles of wine and other spirits. Pouring yourself a glass of red wine, you turn the lights off before you step out onto the balcony and quietly slide the door open and shut behind you.

“The stars are out.” You make the obvious comment just to break the silence of the night as you slip a hand around Nayeon’s waist to pull her close to you. She jumps and playfully smacks your arm but immediately settles into your embrace.

“You scared me.” She whispers and even though there are no other people around you, it feels right. It’s so quiet except for the sounds of nature filling the night.

You chuckle and lean down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead before sipping your wine. A comfortable silence falls around you as you look up into the sky. The stars and the moon are just bright enough to highlight every beautiful feature on your girlfriend’s face.

As you stare up at the sky, you feel your wine glass being carefully pulled from your hand. Without looking down, you smile and rub small, soothing circles with your thumb into Nayeon’s hip. “Sure, go ahead. I didn’t bring that out for myself or anything.”

Nayeon just thanks you by placing the wine glass back in your hands and leaning up to kiss your cheek. “Think of it as payment for scaring me.”

You shake your head with a fond smile drawn across your lips, your focus still on the night sky above. It’s like a black blanket, well decorated with twinkling diamonds.

After a few minutes, you look down at Nayeon. She has a content look on her face as she stares out into the forest below and the peaks of the mountains on the horizon just past the tree line. “You’ve been out here for a while. Everything okay?”

Nayeon looks up at you with that look in her eyes you fell in love with almost two years ago. She places a gentle hand on the side of your face and gently strokes your cheek with her thumb before looking back out. She nods and relaxes even further into your embrace. “I don’t think I’ve felt this happy in a long time.”

A hum of agreement leaves your lips as you take another sip of your wine. Your grip tightens a little around Nayeon’s delicate waist to better support her as she sinks further into you. “Bali was the perfect choice.”

“Even though it’s blazing hot out during the day?” Nayeon asks through a small laugh and glances up at you.

“Sure, it may be boiling hot during the day. But at night… it’s perfect.” You smile down at Nayeon before looking out at the mountain peaks, taking a deep breath. The earthy smell of the forest and the slightest hint of the salty ocean that’s been carried over by the breeze fills your senses.

“The second you start to feel just a little too hot, that breeze passes through to cool you down again. It smells like the Earth and carries with it just a hint of the ocean.”

Nayeon looks up at you, her eyebrow raised in disbelief. “You’re getting all of that from the breeze, huh?”

You give her a small nod and take another sip of your wine. Another comfortable silence falls over you before you set your glass down on the small table set up on the balcony. You scoot the table back to a far corner and pull your phone out.

Soon, a slow song fills the air, and you extend your hand before you put your phone down beside your wine. “Care to dance with me, Miss Im?”

“You certainly are a charmer.” Nayeon laughs, the sound filling your heart with love as she takes hold of your hand.

The space on the balcony is large enough for you to sway with Nayeon along to the gentle beat of the music. It reminds you of the first time you asked her to dance. When your hands were so sweaty that you had to keep wiping them on your pants so Nayeon wouldn’t be able to tell you were that nervous.

“You have such a nice speaker that you brought, yet you’re using the tinny speakers on your phone?”

Twirling Nayeon around, you let out a soft chuckle. “If I go get my speaker now, then I miss out on time that I could have spent dancing with the most beautiful girl in the world.”

A soft blush makes its way up to Nayeon’s cheeks. She rests her head against your chest and notices your heart’s beating a little faster than usual. “Is your heart beating faster from the oh so strenuous dancing, or are you suddenly getting all shy on me again?”

You keep Nayeon close to you as the song changes to something even slower. It gives you a moment to gently rock back and forth with her in your embrace. “Neither. My heart always beats this fast when I think about you.”

Nayeon pauses for a second as she looks up at you. She keeps the gentle motion you have with her and asks you in a soft and teasing voice, “What are you thinking about if I’m right here with you?”

The sudden but very welcome feeling of your lips against her forehead causes Nayeon’s eyes to flutter closed. “Well,” you say as you slowly pull back, “I’m thinking about you.” The slow song playing from your phone fills the momentary silence between you.

“I’m thinking about how lucky I am to be here with you.” You press another kiss to Nayeon’s forehead.

“I’m thinking about all the ways I wish I could make time go slower right now.” You press a gentle kiss to her cheek.

“I’m thinking about how you took a chance on a goofball like me.” This earns a small chuckle from Nayeon as you press a kiss to the tip of her nose.

“And I’m thinking about how you shine brighter than the moon itself.”

Nayeon’s eyes twinkle like the stars. She takes a second to find her voice before she speaks. “You think I shine brighter than the moon?”

Your answer is a small nod and a soft kiss against her lips. The song plays out, leaving you to listen to nature’s music. The lingering taste of your wine on Nayeon’s lips makes you smile as you listen to the night serenading you once again.

[ryupages]

twice reaction — you self harming.

members - oldest line + sana

requested - yes!

genre - angst

warning(s) - blood, suicidal thoughts, cuts / cutting, depressing themes

note - the requests i’ve gotten for me to write sh reactions with different groups, is bittersweet. i’m glad u guys find comfort in it, but i also hope you are ok. i hope you are healthy and take care of yourself <3

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nayeon — 나연

it was too much to handle. nayeon knew you struggled with self love and acceptance, she held you whenever you had nightmares about your troubled past. that part never bothered nayeon, she loved to be the one you seek comfort from.

so now, to be standing here, eyes never leaving the scars on your arm.. it was too much. for the first time, she just didn’t know what to do. she never realised how long she was staring until you softly spoke.

“nayeon?” her head snapped up to look at you, realising how anxious you were.

she didn’t want you to think that she was judging you; that’s far from what she was doing. after what felt like forever, you watched as she left the room. you felt more anxious, wondering if you pushed her away. you sat on your shared bed, wanting to cry. you always appreciated the times she was there for you, but what if this is her breaking point?

after maybe fifteen minutes, nayeon returned. arms filled with snacks, bandages, and extra blankets, she smiled as she wobbled her way to you. she set everything down on the bed, before plopping down next to you.

“we are going to watch your favourite movies, and if you wanna talk about anything, we can do that too.” nayeon gave a big smile, and you couldn’t help but mirror her expression.

you spent the rest of your night in nayeon’s hold, feeling at home in her arms. even with this, she never looked at you differently, and you loved that. you knew you were gonna be okay with nayeon next to you.

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jeongyeon - 정연

jeongyeon completely understood your struggle to accept yourself as the way you are. she knew it wasn’t an easy journey to learn to love yourself, so she always made sure to let you know how beautiful you are.

but, even her words weren’t enough sometimes. you tried to do anything to fight the urges, but the thoughts you had about yourself never left you alone. you fought with yourself, trying to everything but pick up the blade. in the end, you caved in, going into the bathroom to find a razor.

you looked at your arm, now covered in new scars. you felt nothing but shame as you began cleaning yourself up. but the sound coming from downstairs made your heart drop all the way to your stomach.

your girlfriend was home.

you panicked as you quickly rushed into your shared bedroom, looking through the closet. you grabbed and threw on the first hoodie you saw before rushing downstairs to greet your girlfriend. you felt the panic leave your body as you saw jeongyeon, your smile growing as she noticed you and had a smile of her own.

“hi, my love!” you beamed, opening your arms to jeongyeon.

she smiled even bigger and began to move towards you, but halted immediately. you began to grow confused, looking at her eyes and trying to see what she was looking at. for the second time that evening, your heart fell to your stomach.

you had spots of blood on your hand.

“what happened? did you accidentally hurt yourself?” you stayed silent, your arms instantly dropping to your sides as your fingers played with the sleeves of your hoodie. it all began to hit jeongyeon like a brick, and she already felt tears form in her eyes.

“y/n..” she said, barely above a whisper as she slowly approached you.

she tried to lift up your sleeve for a better look, but you pulled your arm back instantly. she winced, unsure of what to say. she took you in her arms and spent the rest of the night tending to your cuts, thinking of ways to get you help before it’s too late.

“i love you so much, y/n. you’re not alone, i promise. bear with me, just a little longer.”

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momo — 모모

after dating for a long while, about two years, you had confided in momo about your history of depression and self harm. she was shocked, to say the least, but she never wanted you to feel uneasy or uncomfortable around her so she pushed away her shock and reassured you that she understood, that she still loves you.

what she didn’t know was that you were still doing it.

“y/n, can i ask you something?” you looked up from your book, noticing the serious look resting on momo’s face.

concerned, you quickly nod and carefully watch as she plops on the couch next to you. your mind was running laps as you waited for her to speak.

“so.. i was washing your clothes and i noticed some blood on the sleeves of your sweater.” you didn’t notice that you had stopped breathing for a moment.

momo took in your reaction, which confirmed what she was thinking. she ripped her eyes from you and stared at the ground. it was silent for a moment, with you not knowing what to say and momo trying to recollect herself and her thoughts.

finally, she looked up at you again, blinking away any tears that dared to fall. she smiled gently as she grabbed your hands, her thumb massaging your knuckles.

“next time, if you ever feel like.. you know, you can tell me.” momo spoke softly, her grip on your hands gentle yet firm. “i don’t care if i’m out doing something or if it’s 2 o’clock in the morning.”

the floodgates finally broke open, and momo pulled you closer to her and let you cry onto her shoulder. you mumbled the words “thank you” repeatedly as she rubbed your back soothingly.

you never felt more grateful than right now. at least you had a little bit more hope that you were gonna be okay.

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sana — 사나

her positive and cheerful demeanor made it impossible for you to open up to her. she spreads smiles wherever she went, you don’t even remember the last time you saw a frown on her face. you thought that if you told her, she’d crack and lose that warmth she possessed; so you decided against it.

sana left for practice not too long ago, so with the coast clear, you headed into your closet. after rummaging through clothes and shoes, you found the blades you were looking for. a tight, bitter grin fell onto your face. you walked over to your bed, sitting on the edge as you lift up your sleeve. thoughts begin to swarm in your head, making you feel numb as you place the blade on your arm.

“hey, y/n! is my bag in our room?”

your stomach tightened in fear as the door opened, revealing your girlfriend, frantically looking around your shared bedroom.

“i completely forgot my bag, have you seen—”

sana’s eyes finally laid upon you, her breathing coming to a halt as she scans the scene in front of her. you only watch in terror as her face falls as she keeps staring at your arm and the blade in your hand.

“y/n.. what is.. what are you..” she was so lost.

why? why were you doing this? how long? why didn’t you tell her this? were you ashamed? embarrassed? sana had so many questions that she wanted answered. but looking at your tearful and scared expression, she figured those questions could come later.

sana made her way over to you, gently taking the blade out of your hands and placing it on the nightstand. she sat next to you, grabbing your waist and lifting you onto her lap. she rocked you back and forth, whispering sweet nothings in your ear and reassuring you that you’ll be okay, that she’s here to help you and that it’s not your fault.

it broke her heart that you were struggling with this on your own, and she didn’t even notice. sana mentally promised to you that she would help you, that one day you won’t feel the need to do this to yourself anymore.

“i love you, y/n. please never hide something so delicate again.”

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a/n :: gifs are not mine!! credits go to those who created them <3

[labrujitadelamor]

Imagine #6:

They placed their hand on your thigh while you both sat in an empty parking lot and watched the bright lights of moving cars pass by. You leaned forward and bit their lips. They pulled you by your neck and gave you a kiss like you'd never experienced before. Their tongue had a flavor that was a cross between cigarettes and gummy bears. It tasted bittersweet~, exactly like the relationship between you both. 

[blurbios]

League of Villains' Doting S/O

synopsis: little stories about how you show love for your partner and how they react.

Shigaraki

Dabi: part 1, part 2

Compress

Spinner

Twice

Toga

a/n: this is my first little series, initially intended it to be a short one off post, but expanded upon it in editing (somehow went from under 1k words to almost 3.5k geez) ! i have many more ideas to come in the near future, but any and all comments or requests are welcomed!! thank you x

[pumpkin-cake]

MHA Villains - Dates With Them

(includes - tomura shigaraki, touya todoroki, jin bubaigawara, atsuhiro sako)

warnings - mention of murder, cursing

it’s not like tomura can really take you out to dinner

but he does have a hobby that if you weren’t initially interested in, he could teach you

video games! that was easy enough, right?

even if you happened to be inexperienced, tomura will not hesitate to crush you in a game of super smash brothers

he plays either ridley or sepiroth

once you get too mad and rage quit since tomura is being a dick, he eventually compromises and you guys find a multiplayer game with teams so you guys can work together

you guys decide on lego starwars, and even so tomura has to tell you what to do a lot of the time

you guys just hang out and eat junk food together, and it ends with you conking out on his lap while he plays a single player game

unlike tomura, touya doesn’t give a single shit about being caught

yeah, it’s not ideal, but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t get to spend time with his beloved however he wants

the two of you find a nice spot in a nearby park late at night, and the two of you sit next to a small stream with koi swimming around peacefully (you made touya bring bread for the fishies)

you guys sat with your lower legs in the stream, his arm around your waist while you calmly tossed tiny pieces of bread into the stream for the koi

unfortunately, your alone time didn’t last long, and a jogger spotted the villain dabi

before she could call the cops at all, dabi stood and was instantly in front of her, his hands igniting with blue flames and she was gone, dust on the ground

he calmly sat down beside you and pulled you close

“don’t worry, love, we’re alone again.”

jin had zero ideas when you suggested a date

luckily, you had one! baking!

baking? jin didn’t know how to bake

you insisted it didn’t matter, and when he showed up at your place, you had everything prepared to make some kind of dessert

jin couldn’t remember the last time he had something sweet to eat

you were very patient, teaching him what to do and helping if he had any difficulty

you gave him an apron to protect his costume, and it was a good thing since the poor man was very clumsy and got flour and batter everywhere

once it was finished, you gently lifted the bottom of his mask and gave him a bite

he was instantly in love with baking, insisting you two do it more often

atsuhiro was known by his villain costume, which luckily included a mask to conceal his face

with him in a casual outfit, you both went to a magic show (his idea, of course)

he was thrilled, wondering if he could solve any of the tricks

he held your hand eagerly as you both took your seats, but his eagerness wore off after about five minutes

the ‘magician’ really wasn’t that special in his opinion, pulling rabbits out of hats and ‘sawing’ people in half

“oh please, this guy calls this magic? preposterous…”

you decided since he wasn’t having fun, you pulled him out and had him do some magic for you, and he seemed to enjoy this a lot more

he loved impressing you, and you never failed to praise him with your amazement and awe

[frickingnerd]

Villain Masterlist

Tomura Shigaraki

gamer boyfriend shigaraki - headcanons

blinded by jealousy - oneshot

dating tomura shigaraki - headcanons

patching up shigaraki after a battle - headcanons

yandere shigaraki crushing on his neighbour - headcanons

Touya Todoroki / Dabi

family feud - drabble

dating dabi / touya todoroki - headcanons

patching up touya todoroki - headcanons

dabi with a s/o who has a healing quirk - headcanons

dabi comforting you after a break up - headcanons

dabi with a s/o who's sensitive to loud noises - headcanons

touya's childhood best friend dating natsuo - headcanons

dabi crushing on a hero - headcanons

friends with benefits hawks & dabi - headcanons

Jin Bubaigawara / Twice

romance isn't dead (yet) - oneshot

Shuichi Iguchi / Spinner

dating spinner / shuichi iguchi - headcanons

having your first fight with spinner - headcanons

Atsuhiro Sako/Mr. Compress

breaking up with mr. compress - headcanons

Himiko Toga

dating himiko toga - headcanons

himiko with a s/o who likes her smile - headcanons

Oboro Shirakumo / Kurogiri

memories of who we used to be - oneshot

Kai Chisaki / Overhaul

call me your favorite, call me the worst - oneshot

Kaina Tsutsumi / Lady Nagant

poly relationship with mirko & lady nagant - headcanons

Akaguro Chizome/Stain

yandere stain - headcanons

stain meeting a shapeshifter - headcanons

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

The LOV with a Reader that has a Eating Disorder

Part 1, Part 2 (here)

(This was requested by- @supernatural-hunter1)

(Characters Included- Mr. Compress, Spinner, and Twice)

(Warning: Eating disorders and these hcs are platonic)

Mr. Compress

- When you told him that you have an eating disorder a lot of things added up. He had noticed your habits before you told him but he just didn’t want to make any assumptions or anything.

- He’ll give you tips on how to help with your mental health and to not feel guilty or ashamed every time you eat something.

- He will do magic tricks and put on a magnificent show to distract you from all of your troubling thoughts you may have.

Spinner

- He didn’t really know how to react because he doesn’t know much about it. All he knows is that it’s a serious mental disorder. He does a lot of research about it though after you told him.

- He makes sure that you don’t misuse any supplements (if you take any) and he’ll try and gently coax you into eating at least three times a day even if it’s just a small amount.

- He’s a really good listener, so he’s your guy to go to whenever you need someone to talk to. Everything you say to him is confidential so you don’t have to worry about him spilling out your business to anyone.

Twice

- When you told him that you have a eating disorder he was really shocked. He was really upset that you were suffering through this because you don’t deserve this at all.

- If you don’t like the way you look then he’ll reassure you that you look great and will give you lots of compliments.

- If it’s one of those days where you’re feeling really bad then he will be there to cheer you up.

- He’ll make sure that you don’t overeat or under-eat and will be there with you every step of the way.

Masterlist

[cceanvvaves]

pretty face; m.sn

(moved to isanggayfrog) warning: swearing

You've been feeling eyes on you for hours.

There's this girl in the restaurant who's been eyeing you since you walked in, and it drives you crazy because there's just something about her that makes you all hot and uncomfortable in the button-up you were wearing.

And, mind you, the aircon was on full blast.

The only reason you were seated in such a fancy place is because of your friend whom you haven't seen for literal years. She'd called you the day before, suggesting dinner plans, and because you've dearly missed her you'd agreed.

You were finished with your meal, and now you were leaning back on your padded chair with your legs crossed. Here and there you pause your conversation to have a sip of wine, or to steal a glance at that girl again.

When your head turns for the umpteenth time that night, you find her already looking at you. Her chin rests on the back of her hand. Once the two of you hold eye contact, she smirks.

The tips of your ears burn. You were sure she knew just how she affects you: there's no way she doesn't notice how quickly you avert your eyes. Unfortunately, your friend also notices.

"Woah, Y/N." F/N sets down her glass of wine. "I brought you here to catch up, not to find a girlfriend."

"I don't know what you mean." You deny, fumbling with the ring on your left middle finger. F/N laughs, reaching towards you and grasping your hand. You jerk a little, surprised at the sudden skinship.

"Oh, yes, you do. Did you think I wouldn't notice you staring at her every time I tried to ask you about life?"

"I don't stare."

"Well, she definitely is right now."

Sure enough, you saw the pretty stranger looking in your direction again. But this time she wasn't focusing on you, but rather yours and F/N's intertwined hands. You pull away.

F/N was snickering now. "What, scared she'd think you're taken?"

"I need to go to the restroom." You roll your eyes and brush off your pants, desperate for some time alone to compose yourself.

You let out a breath upon reaching the bathroom. The white tiled walls made it feel too empty, but all you need is the sink. You walk towards it, the heels of your sneakers - which did not match your outfit - slightly squeaking against the polished floor.

You bunch up your sleeves around your elbows and splash cold water onto your face. It feels good: your body instantly cools down and your head is much clearer. You were about to walk back out when you came face to face with a certain someone.

"I couldn't keep my eyes off of you. I'm sorry, but you just look too good."

You get a full view of her this time. She's dressed in a gray knitted sweater, and the brown houndstooth she carries matches her shorts. The length of her outfit exposes her thighs, and you have to admit to yourself that this was one attractive woman.

You tear your gaze away from her perfect figure and meet her eyes, which were once again on you. Her brown hair flows down one shoulder, her jaw is sharp and the slope of her nose is flawless. Her skin is bright and smooth, and the pink tint on her lips accentuates the smile playing on them.

She walks towards you and reaches behind you, and you expect her to push you up against the sink but all she does is leave her jacket on the counter. She then kneels to the floor, still facing you, and your breath hitches in anticipation of what she does next.

But you worry for nothing. She simply takes your shoelaces in her hands and ties them tightly. "You shouldn't walk around like this, cutie," she states. You almost bite your lip upon hearing her voice for the second time - it's like honey, smooth and sweet and you need to hear it more.

This stranger looks up, still kneeling, you gulp and Oh my God, you think. Her eyes have this certain allure in them. Her irises are such a rich shade of brown, like deep pools that allow you to drown in them. Her eyelids are hooded as she eyes you like she's a predator and you're her prey. You can't look away this time, she has you fully under her spell.

"I'm Sana," she says as she stands up.

"You're fucking pretty," you blurt out, and once again a shade of crimson unfurls across your cheeks. "Please ignore me."

"I can't, cutie." She walks closer, her arms indeed trapping you against the sink. "I've been thinking of you all night. Wouldn't you be kind and tell me what to call you?"

"Umm." Your mind blanks. She's close, too close, but absolutely zero part of your body wants her to move away.

Sana laughs at your flustered state. "Come on, cutie. Or do you enjoy me calling you 'cutie' too much?"

"I'm- I'm Y/N." There. Finally. You did stutter a bit, but at least you managed to form a coherent sentence.

"Y/N." Your name rolls off her tongue effortlessly in that mesmerizing tone, and suddenly you want to hear her to say it all night. "Well, Y/N." Her hand reaches up and starts playing with the silver necklace around your neck. "Are you single? The girl you were with seems a bit.. touchy."

Picking up on the annoyance laced in her voice, you chuckle. "F/N's just a friend."

"Really?" Her hand falls to cup your jaw. "Then you don't mind giving me your number? It's not everyday I see a face such as yours, you know."

"Yeah, no, what?" You hurry to pull your phone from your pocket.

Sana takes it and enters her number. After returning it to you, she giggles, and wow that is another sound of hers you're addicted to. Her eyes seem brighter, giving her the look of a puppy who'd been promised a treat.

She takes back her jacket and walks to the door. Before she exits, she turns to you and winks. "I'll be sleeping well because of you tonight, Y/N."

And you're left there dumbfounded.

[fuckingstrange]

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| Day20: Irritated |

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WARNINGS: Narrowly avoiding a meltdown, accidental shouting, caring!reader, brief mention of Accidentally Mean!Morgan

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WORDS: 987

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PAIRING: Spencer Reid x gn!reader

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Reid's version of This fic from Day11 and inspired by the gif

The genius is vulnerable to getting overwhelmed and mad too, just like every mf working as much as he do

No fucking joke, had to remake this twice and I'm so mad.

Reid walks into the apartment, shutting it a bit harsher than he meant to. He takes a second to pace around the living room, his head feeling like it's spinning. It's dark out, and last he checked the clock it said it was one in the morning. He runs his hands through his hair, resisting the urge to tug it from how frustrated he is.

He kneels down, practically trembling from how riled up he is. He can feel a meltdown wanting to take over, tears springing at his eyes as he buries his head into the carpet like some puppy getting punished for pissing indoors. He doesn't know how he got so frustrated, only that the teasing comments from Morgan was the last straw.

Reid waits until his trembling dies down, the fact that he curled in on himself and hid his face in the carpet having managed to soothe him a bit, feeling hidden from the prying eyes he swears he can feel through the walls of his apartment. He stands back up, the frustration still lingering enough that he harshly tugs off his tie, ripping it off from over his head and tossing it on the couch. He decides to put his face in his hands, taking a couple deep breaths to try and calm down the lingering tension.

Just as he feels like he's calm, his phone rings in his pocket. He nearly sobs as all the anger and irritation just comes right back as it vibrates in his pocket, his hands moving to pull it out and answer the call, pushing it to his ear and shouting “Why the fuck are you calling me!?” to whoever is on the other end.

Your eyes widen at his yelling, leaning back in your chair and clearing your throat. “It's just me, baby. I wanted to know if you wanted me to get some Thai delivered to you, I won't be home in time for us to eat together unless you're fine with eating at like four in the morning.” You say, tone gentle in contrast to his harsh one. Your voice, even though gentle, over the phone makes Reid just get even more pissed off. “I'm not hungry.” He practically growls, clenching the phone so tightly his hand trembles and his knuckles turn white.

You lightly nod your head, remembering he can't really see your nonverbal responses, you just reassure him “Okay. That's alright. If you get hungry just text me and I can get something delivered for you-” You say, getting cut off as he delivers a harsh shout, saying “I'm a grown man, I can feed myself!”. Reid feels guilty for yelling at you, but he can't help it, the guilt only fueling his rage. “..I know you are. But, I know you didn't feel the best today. Morgan pushed it a bit too far. It's not my place to apologize for him, but I can apologize for you having to go through that.” Your gentle words of understanding seem to help Reid calm down a bit.

He falls to sit on the couch with a groan, moving to massage his temple with his thumb. “Y-yeah.” He chokes out, letting his head fall against the back of the couch. “He was too.. he took it too far.” You can only hum in response, asking “wanna talk about it?” In the least pressuring tone you can grasp. It's silent for a minute, neither of you speaking. Reid eventually croaks out a small “I don't know why he treats me like that.”.

His pained voice nearly breaks your heart, and you look down at the paper you're stuck at work from sitting on your desk, more than half of it done. You weigh your options, deciding to stay on the phone with Reid as you pack up, putting the files in your bag to finish before work tomorrow. “Morgan just can't see when you get uncomfortable. You're pretty good at hiding it, baby. I'm not trying to defend him or scold you, but we should work on getting you to use your words more.” You explain, the reassurance that you're not scolding him helps Reid calm down a bit more. “Yeah.. I'll, uh.. be more communicative in the future.” He mumbles in response.

You stay on the phone with Reid, letting him vent about the day, hearing when something triggers him and makes him talk a bit harsher, and hearing the positive impact your intake on the issues have as he loosens up a bit more. You don't tell him that you're on the way home, deciding to stop by the Thai place to get some takeout you offered him earlier, knowing he probably is hungry and just wasn't able to pay attention to his needs from how overwhelmed he was with the anger.

You wait until you're walking up the steps to his apartment to say, “Hey, I'm outside. I'll be right there.”, waiting until he hangs up to put your phone in your pocket. You reach the door, and Reid opens it before you can even knock. He immediately wraps his arms around you, head tucking into your shoulder as he mumbles a “welcome home”. You just smile, kissing the top of his head as you guide him backwards back inside, into the living room and setting the takeout down before you wrap your arms around him to return the embrace. He looks at the food, eyes lighting up. “I knew you'd be hungry. Thai.” You whisper, motioning to the bag.

Reid smiles at you, pulling you to sit on the couch with him. You each immediately begin to dig in, hungry as fuck after having such a shitty and long day at the bureau.

[lesbiankimdahyun]

How TWICE would react to you going through a breakup:

If folks like this, I'll continue with the rest of the members! But for now, here's the unnie line :) Updated: 6/9 members! missing school meal club.

Nayeon

She can’t get you to come over, you won’t meet her halfway to go out for a meal or drink, and you won’t let her inside your depression pit of an apartment. Nayeon has no choice but to pick you up outside of your apartment and physically get you out of your own head. You protest when she pulls up, but she throws her hazards on and insists she’s not leaving until you go with her, parking ticket or honking drivers be damned. You look out your window and watch as she gets out of the car, leans against the driver’s side door and crosses her arms. So you sigh, throw a jacket on, run down and hop in. 

You run errands with her all day, starting with iced coffee from your favorite coffee shop. She lets you pick out the music while she drives, and in stores, she turns around frequently to make sure you’re still following behind her, sometimes leading you hand in hand. You talk about everything and nothing. It’s nice to not have to make eye contact with her all the time as you talk about harder things. Sometimes you cry in the car between errands, but she doesn’t pry for more than you’re willing to share. She lets you pick out something from the grocery store, from the gas station, from the plant store, from every place you go– hell, she even gets you a roll of stamps from the post office. 

She drops you back off in front of your place just after the sun sets. You throw your arms around her to say thank you and she hands you a grocery bag full of all your favorites; you’d been a cloud of your own thoughts for so long that you didn’t even notice her grabbing items along the way for you, too. She lets you go– on the condition that you have her over for dinner sometime next week. She refuses to let you hurt alone anymore. 

Jeongyeon

Jeongyeon knows you aren’t always the best with words when you’re hurt and trying to express your feelings, so she doesn’t push you to talk when she calls to see how you are. You reluctantly agree to have her come by and check on you when she offers to bring you some lunch from one of your favorite spots, letting her into your mess of an apartment post-breakup.

Jeongyeon could care less about you fussing over the state of your apartment– she’s there to check on how /you/ are, not how your recycling’s doing. She winds up coming by once every day that week, bringing your mail to you each day. She frames some photos you’ve been meaning to get framed for ages and comes by again to hang them for you. She takes your car in to get detailed and fills your gas tank the next day. She gives your plants a little TLC, even repotting a few you’d been meaning to tend to. 

By the end of the week, your space looks a little newer and your heart feels a little warmer. You host Jeongyeon for dinner, which she insists on cooking so you can focus on finally opening up to her about how you’ve really been and what you’re feeling. She listens attentively, letting you rest your head on her shoulder and cry for a while after dinner. She comes by every other day the next week, just in case you need anything else taken care of around your house or want to talk more. 

Momo

Momo refuses to let the person who broke your heart come out on top, so she lets you grieve alone for a couple weeks or so before putting her Scorpio energy in gear for your benefit. She knows you aren’t ready ready, but she takes you out over the weekend to get you back in the saddle of dancing and flirting with strangers. Momo takes care of cover fees and refuses to let you pay for your own drinks. With Momo by your side, she can make sure you’re safe and comfortable, and you don’t have to commit to going home with any of the strangers you meet since you’re spending the weekend at Momo’s. 

She’s not only your wingwoman for the weekend, she’s your personal photographer too. She dresses you well and brings you around the city to take your picture. “So you have pics to use when you’re back on dating apps,” she says with a wink. 

It’s nice to have a weekend feeling hot and social with Momo by your side. When the two of you order brunch on Sunday morning, she has one last surprise for you– she somehow managed to get your ex banned from every club you went to that weekend. Why? Because she’s your friend, and she can. Her surprise makes you laugh harder than you have in ages, and when you start to feel guilty, she reassures you that she can undo it in the future if you want. 

She refuses to let you repay her with actual money for the weekend, but when you offer to walk Boo and Dobby every day for the next week, she gladly takes you up on it. 

Sana

If there’s one thing Sana’s good at, it’s caring for the people she loves. She knows the breakup has been hard on you and she’s seen how hard you’re trying to still show up for your friends and yourself. But now Sana wants to show up for you. 

She’s in Italy for Milan’s fashion week, but she flies you out for the last handful of days she’s there so you two can have a holiday together. You take a private Italian cooking class together that starts out serious but ends in laughter when Sana’s hand-rolled pasta ends up comically deformed and misshapen. 

She chases after pigeons on the cobblestone streets, steals bites of your gelato, and shrieks with glee during the vespa joyride you convince her to go on. Without even trying, she gets you out of your own head and reminds you that there’s so much joy left for you to find in the world. With every squeeze of your hand and soft smile, she lifts you out of your jaded worldview and puts you back in hers– one full of playfulness, warmth, and love. 

Jihyo

Jihyo is one of the only people you let help you right away post breakup. She comes over just a couple days after the breakup, prepared with both of your favorite beers to drink while you vent and she listens. 

She’s more prepared than you realize– she gets your life in order over the next week or so. Your groceries are delivered, appointments scheduled, and Jihyo even helps you negotiate for a few mental health days at work so you have time to decompress without the stress of your manager hovering over your shoulder all week.

She clears her schedule too, making herself available for you in case you want someone around (and you do). You alternate between her place and yours for dinner every night next week, taking turns picking out meals that are so good, you get to see Jihyo’s face scrunch up multiple times in that signature expression of hers when she tastes something she really likes. 

With Jihyo, there’s no pressure to act like you’re fully put together. You don’t need to have every next step figured out. With Jihyo, you’re not alone. And for now, that’s more than enough. 

Mina

Some days following the breakup, you cry. Others, your frustration dominates your mood. But you also have days that leave you so sad, you can barely bring yourself to speak. On those days, Mina is there for you. 

You go over to her place and find comfort in body doubling and parallel playing with her. You like to watch her play video games, resting your head on her shoulder after a good cry. When she gets up to do her skincare routine, you follow. Wordlessly, she hands you products after she uses them and without thinking much about it, you start doing the routine with her. A small smile appears on her face when she sees you start to come back into your body and mind with a freshly washed face. 

After that, you warm up a bit and when she pulls out Animal Crossing, you happily join in. You continue to spend time with Mina over the next few weeks, and when you’re not with her, she makes sure you’ve got a few pieces of her with you to comfort you– tea, face masks, and her friend code so you can add her on Animal Crossing.