#veryy happy with how they turned out!!!

[tiger-puppy]

MY FIRST MASK!!!!!

I created it in the image of my tiger theriotype so I added lots of shaping to the nose and lots of fun ribbon stripes!!! I did mostly go very funky with it though, so it has the alien aspects of my sona and very 8:11 inspired textiles :]

The antenna star border colours match the lenses that I’m planning on adding!!!

I’m thinking of making them magnetic so that they can be interchangeable with some polarized lenses!! (I’ll most likely switch them out depending on indoor/outdoor use!!)

THEY ALSO GLOW IN THE DARK!!!

(sorry for the fuzzy quality here it’s hard to capture😅)

[miidnlght]

So I have this headcannon that because Yhwach didn't had childhood that he keeps a few wooden old fashioned toys in his room.He is too prideful to play with them because well he is centuries old and bla bla bla.

What if his darling actually chose to play with him to make him feel some child like innocence?

Such a cute request >.<

One day you were in Yhwachs room and you were bored since he had some business to do, so you started rampaging through his stuff, wearing some of his clothes which smelled very nice, reading some of the writings he wrote when you stumbled across a drawer with some wooden..toys? You took them carefully not wanting to break anything since they looked old, but you soon found out the wood was pretty strong and well made.

You examined them more, there were two horses, a king, a queen and some knights, the toys were veryy cute in your opinion and started fangirling before you impatiently waited for Yhwach to arrive so you could force him to play, you thought it was a great idea for him to loosen up and get a taste of childhood.

When he arrived you went to hug him and as he hugged back you told him you found something. At first he feigned disapproval at you snooping around knowing damn well he'd do the same to you. You took his hand and went to the drawer where the toys were he then stopped in his tracks making you stop too.

"What, you wanna borrow them?" he lightly mocked

"Don't be like thatt, come lets play together" you said pulling the toys from the drawer and sitting on the ground placing them in front of you.

He was taken aback, it was pretty silly, him playing with toys? He didn't even do that when he was a child what's the point now.

"Are you aware what you're asking?"

"You're so grumpy now, fine I'll play by myself."

After a moment he sighed and sat down in front of you, you smiled to yourself handing him the king figure, you taking the queen.

And from there on you two were having too much fun.

Yhwach was slowly getting the sparks of childhood and felt what it really should have been, you smiled noticing that, you were really happy how this turned out.

...

You walked your doll up to his, putting it against his, imitating a hug, at least that's what went through your head before he said

"Hey, no kissing that's inappropriate" he pulled his doll away from yours, obviously teasing you.

"It was a hug...perv..." you didn't miss his chuckle after, making you smile too.

[0hwonderboy]

I had the absolute honor and pleasure of meeting Tim Downie, Samantha Béart, and Amelia Tyler this weekend at 2D con!! Got pics and signatures (Amelia art cropped down bc I found out afterwards that the artist has me blocked, lol)

ok now for some stupid funny stories regarding meeting Tim

so when me and oomf went up to him on the first day, he saw me and went “oh GOD. you-“ and i just freaked out. he RECOGNIZED ME. i immediately was like “hey oh my god Tim I am so SO sorry for the. everything that I am oh my god this is so augh I’m so sorry-“ and he said, “don’t worry, I’ve come to terms with it now” 😭😭

BUT he did also say that he was so excited to meet me and that since he knew I’d be coming he was LOOKING FOR ME IN THE CROWDS and he was so glad I was there and he said I was a pleasure to meet and he was so happy to finally meet after 6 months (which when I told him he went “there’s no way it’s been that long!”) and oughshdh i was freaking OUT

also- as pictured above, I gave him a print of a drawing my best friend (tepidti everywhere) did of the absolutely abhorrent creature i edited a while back. which, for context, was because i misheard my friend (jojo/bonjeacon, also known as peak_deak) when he was streaming and long story short, “pikmin” turned into “peakmin” which turned into me making “Peaktim” which turned into my friends buying a cameo of Tim reacting to it. when I gave him that drawing he said he’d use it as a bookmark which was so fucking hilarious

ALSO. back in April, my friend (tutterwutter on twt) made me this t-shirt, which I ended up showing Tim on twitter. I knew I was gonna bring it with me to the con bc I’m crazy and thought it’d be funny- didn’t think much of it though…

APPARENTLY

this fucking man. told me. HIS OWN, ACTUAL, REAL LIFE WIFE, THAT HE IS MARRIED TO IRL AND THEY LITERALLY HAVE CHILDREN TOGETHER- SHOWS HIM THIS PHOTO “all the time” AND THEY BOTH LOVE IT SO MUCH.

WHAT. THE FUCK.

absolutely fucking crazy. CRAZY!!!!!

also also- i ended up getting a second picture with him cus the first time I just threw the “this is my wife” shirt OVER my shirt and i didnt love how it turned out due to that (neither did my mom, she was very upset) so i told him “my mother doesn’t approve of my wife!” which he was veryy offended by

but also this man was so sweet and when I told him he has to come to my state next time and not me flying across the country for him he said “oh yes I’LL put in the work for YOU! what’s a lil distance between friends?!” i just died… when saying goodbye i told him “i’ll see you on twitter and other social medias with my terrible edits” and he choked 😭😭

what an interesting man, had an absolute blast finally meeting him.

[stradakiev]

I ❤️💙 David tennant

I’m veryy happy with how this turned out and now I’m working on a capaldi one 🤭

[eemapso]

I have a Legend of Zelda Fan AU/story!

I made it back in middle school and so now i just sorta pick it up whenever i have the free time to do so lol But here’s some characters from it!

Cheyn:

The daughter of Queen Zelda! She sets out on a journey to find the missing hero!

Eron:

Cheyn’s attendant and tutor. He can be rather strict, but he means well and only wants what’s best for Cheyn.

Queen Zelda:

The queen of Hyrule, a level headed, kind ruler and a  noble woman. The king of Hyrule is missing. She wants what’s best for her people and her daughter.

False Heroes:

There has been talk that the hero has been spotted around the land! But is this really the case?

Hero of the Mist (Hero of Façade)

Rumor has it there is a a phantom that stalks about the outskirts of the Korok Forrest. They bear a striking resemblance to the missing hero. Could it be? Perhaps the hero is haunted by his past and lurks in the place of his origin. Unable to move on? Hard to tell. If one is brave to get close enough to them, they’ll disappear into the mist without a word. They are quite elusive.

The Hero of the Plains (Hero of Brawn)

Annually, there is a festival where the people of Hyrule gather to celebrate the life and marvels of the great hero. Many will dress up like him and show off their sword skills and all in all just have fun and party. There’s talk that the actual hero himself will be making an appearance this year! But he’s a lot flashier and ... bulkier than many seem to recall him being...

Hero of the Waves (Hero of Brood)

Located in the Zora Domain, there exists an indoor series of waterfalls that fall into a ancient pool. One goes here to cleanse themselves of their impurities and come out with a fresh lease on life. But recently, it has been said that the hero has been here this whole time! Cleansing himself of the sins of his past, attempting to return to being that pure hearted hero everyone knows him to be. That’s certainly what people are saying, but to the Zora who overhear him, it doesn’t sound much like him at all. He...complains a lot more than he used to.

Hero of the Flames (Hero of Combustion)

Death mountain has been really explosive lately! ..Well that's normal, sure. But more than usual! The hero has been seen here chucking bombs everywhere and blowing up all sorts of rocks! And if he’s not careful, he’ll blow the rocks out from the floor and cause a lava flood! It’s inconvenient to the Goron who live here and dangerous for everyone else in the land! Someone needs to stop this guy!

Stranger (Gan)

There is a mysterious man who has been seen walking the lands of Hyrule. He seems to be looking for someone.

This is just a snippet of the characters that would be present in this au. Im veryy happy with how these designs turned out as they looked wayyy more plain back when i first drew them lol

I don’t know how i’d tell this story. Through a series of image posts? fanfic? not sure lol

[jaynahh]

KAZUHA SIBLING HEAD CANONS 🛐 I LOVE THIS MAN SM AS A OLDER SIBLING AND BRO THEY MADE ME LOVE HIM MORE BC OF THE GOLDEN ARCHAPELLO OR WHATEVER

Kazuha with a Sibling!Reader

Hi, I can relate. The event was very challenging yet interesting.

Next part here.

Strictly platonic. Spoilers for the event and Kazuha's backstory.

Kazuha would be one of the best big brothers in Teyvat. You honestly would feel so lucky because out of all people, Kazuha was your sibling.

Kazuha would be a bit protective, even more when you're hanging out with him in a crowded area or something. But he also wants you to have freedom, so it's veryy hard to tell if Kazuha feels worried if you go out on your own. You rarely go out without Kazuha, though.

When you want a hug, Kazuha would kneel down to your hight, wrapping one arm around your shoulders and his other hand would be lightly petting your back.

He would love when you both hold hands. It gives him comfort and reassurance that you're still beside him, even though you'll never get lost because of his keen senses and communication with the wind. And he just really likes how your little hand fits right into his larger one.

You were way too young to remember what happened to the Kaedehara clan. Sometimes you were curious what happened to your parents. You don't remember them at all. If you ask Kazuha, he would say that it was a story for another time, and pat your head. He doesn't want to disappoint you, after all.

If you ever run up to him out of nowhere, Kazuha would turn around and bend down a bit to place his hands on his knees, smiling lovingly, hearts basically swirling around his head. Even if he was just in an argument with someone. The person he was just talking to wouldn't be able to get Kazuha's attention again, since it was all directed towards you, unless you point that person out.

If it was a particularly hot day, Kazuha would cast little gusts of wind towards you, only for you.

When Kazuha has a bad day, you would always try to calm him down from his bad thoughts. You would give him a glass of water and attempt to cook or bake a little snack for him. Kazuha's day would already feel better, knowing that you tried your best to make him happy.

If Kazuha still looked a bit sad or annoyed after that (never annoyed at you, though), you would lead him to his bed, sit him down and brush his hair. Kazuha has to slouch a bit since you can't reach the top of his head.

Now he would be the one feeling lucky. Kazuha had such a caring younger sibling that wanted the best for him, after all. You did all that, just for him <3

If this took place in Golden Apple Archipelago...

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Kazuha would take his shoes off and stand in the water with you.

He would watch as you make friends with the other adventures on the island, happy that you're having fun :)

Kazuha was sitting down in the little tent, observing everyone.

You asked Mona if she wanted to race you around the island. "Well, that sounds fun. Hmhm, I bet I can run faster than you," Mona smirked, teasing you. When she said that, Fischl came up to you two.

"Oh? Dost thou wish to declare a battle of speed? One hopes to be included in this group of loyal subjects who seek to challenge thy haste." Fischl put a hand on her hip, the other pointing up at the sky.

You barely understood her, but played along anyway. "Do not fret, loyal subjects of Teyvat. For thy Prinzessin has descended upon this land!" With your hands waving on the sides of your face, you giggled.

Fischl put a hand to her face, looking mysterious. "Correct. I, Fischl von Luftschloss Narfidort, have come a long way!" She exclaimed, smiling proudly.

Mona scoffed. "Hmph, enough of your royal introduction. Time to test our true strength. Let us race to that rock and back!" She pointed towards a huge rock that was in the distance.

You nodded and looked back at Fischl. "My princess, Lady Megistus is no match for your divine powers!"

Xinyan sat down next to Kazuha. "You know, Kazuha, it's pretty rare to have a sibling relationship like yours. You guys almost never fight, you must be lucky." She looked next to her at Kazuha.

He nodded. "Everyday, I do feel lucky. The gods have blessed me with such a nice little sibling."

When everyone enters Kazuha's mirage, you were alone. Not even Kazuha was in sight. It was probably because outside the mirage, Kazuha didn't want you to find out the truth. So you tried investigating about your past in secret, alone. Which didn't work that well, of course.

While you were walking around, the Inazuman house was very quiet, except for the occasional conversations of shadows. You always stopped to listen to them.

The mirage only showed you the memories that Kazuha did not want you to know. He was planning on telling you when you grew up and matured, enough to know that he tried his best. What Kazuha didn't know was that you were already smart enough.

You kept walking through the long and wide hallway, a bit saddened. Actually, you were devastated. Not because you were from a fallen clan. It was because your big brother went through all of this, while trying to take care of you.

Hearing another shadow's voice, you stopped to look at it. It looked like Kazuha, holding a sleeping toddler. You thought it looked wholesome.

"I don't want you to grow up knowing that our clan has collapsed." He was gently rocking the little one. Curious, you thought if that toddler was you.

"Knowing that your older brother is a criminal..." His voice was hushed and felt sad. A criminal? You tried remembering a shadow talking about Kazuha being a criminal, but you couldn't remember any. So, when that memory was done playing, you kept walking.

The next memory wasn't just a conversation, it was a fight, showing the shadows do more than just stand there. It introduced you to Kazuha's friend, Tomo. You saw how close they were, like they were brothers.

The memory also showed you Tomo's fight with the Raiden Shogun... And how Kazuha ran away with his friend's vision burning his hand. You thought maybe that was why he called himself a criminal.

You were going to start walking again when you realized you were at the end of the hallway. There was a room with a desk. It had a lamp and note on top. You had no choice but to pick it up and read it.

'Hello father, how are you doing?

I'm currently with Y/n, showing them the sunset from a steep mountain. The scenery is beautiful here, and I'm glad I can share it with my little sibling. I have to remind myself to bring my Kamera next time. Oh, Y/n wants to write something.'

The next line was too hard to read. The person who wrote it had such messy handwriting, it was probably a toddler.

'Haha, they meant to say "Hi papa." Y/n really misses you, you know. Anyway, I hope you and the rest are doing well. See you soon.

Kazuha'

You couldn't remember writing this or seeing the sunset. You wished you did, it would've been a core memory, something to treasure for eternity.

You folded the paper and hid it in your pocket, hoping that the mirage will let you keep it after you left.

Um, so... How do you leave?

Before you could get worried over that thought, you saw the group that was seperated from you enter the room. Kazuha was there, too.

They all asked if you were okay, asked if you saw or heard any clues about Kazuha's life. You were about to point out the hallway of memories, but when you turned around, it was gone. Replaced by a wooden wall to complete the room you were placed in.

So, you just decided to tell Kazuha when you two were alone at the camp.

When it was about time to sleep, you called out for your big brother. You both sat down on the sand. You decided to show him the letter first, which miraculously was still in your pocket.

Kazuha was smiling while he read the note. When he was done, he laughed softly. "I remember when we wrote this. You told me you wanted to fly into the horizon."

"You pouted when you couldn't write clearly, so I told you it was okay," Kazuha said while he patted your head. You smiled as well.

You figured out that you didn't have the heart to tell Kazuha everything you found out. It was a story for another time.

You just hoped that your mirage wouldn't show your knowledge of it.

—

Anyway, Kazuha is a very nice big brother that has a huge soft spot for you and wants to hold your hand everywhere.

[hwangyeonjun]

what turns them on (BTS)

[ txt version ]

warnings: suggestive

KIM SEOKJIN

your glasses. it usually happens when both of you are at home after a long day of work or whatever and you just put on your glasses to read a book or something else. to him you look cute and hot at the same time and this man can’t keep it in his pants from that moment.

when you cook for him. seokjin likes to cook and he often makes you all kinds of delicious foods but there are times where you decide it’s time for you to stand in the kitchen and seeing you work so hard just so he could have a good meal, melts his heart and he gets veryy excited. 

MIN YOONGI

brutal honesty. if you straight up go to him and say “i want you” he will make sure you get whatever you want. he loves that you’re not afraid to tell what’s on your mind.

dirty jokes. he loves your sense of humour and those dirty little jokes you make. it usually happens when you’re all out with his or yours friends. while everyone is laughing at your joke he can’t help but gulp, his mind going somewhere else.

JUNG HOSEOK

dancing. he loves to dance himself so it’s no surprise that seeing his s/o dancing turns him on. even if you’re just messing around, swaying your hips while making dinner or whatever, he get’s so happy and wants to share his happiness in the bedroom.

eye rolling. if you’re having an argument and you roll your eyes at him, you can expect yourself to be thrown on the bed. get ready to get your back blown out by dominant and angry hoseok.

KIM NAMJOON

cursing. this might sound strange but he sees you as sweet and innocent so hearing those dirty words come out of your mouth makes him feel some type of way.

lip biting. it usually happens when you concentrated, you unconsciously bite your lip and if namjoon notices is, he instantly wants to be the one biting your lip.

PARK JIMIN

flirting. and not necessary with him. like you could be flirting with someone who’s near you on purpose and he knows that. you’re pushing his buttons and both of you are curious of how far he can go. plus those little eye contacts you make with him while talking to another person and that little smirk playing on your mouth. yeah, he’s already planning how you’re going to pay for it.

your exposed neck. this might sound really dumb but he loves your neck. he loves to leave kisses and marks on it, to wrap his hand around it so whenever you put your hair up, exposing your neck completely, he’s losing control. bonus if you’re wearing a choker. 

KIM TAEHYUNG

domesticity. it can be as simple as going grocery shopping together, talking about what colour sheets you want to buy or making dinner together. he can’t wait until you two will have your own family so these types of things turns him on, he wants to immediately drag you to the bedroom and start that family making right now.

kissing him mid sentence. there are times when you just can’t help yourself, he looks so kissable when talking about something especially if he gets really into it you just lean in and kiss him making him stop abruptly. his mind goes blank and the only thing on his mind from now on is you.

JEON JUNGKOOK

neck kissing. or just kissing in general. jungkook is a sucker for your lips so as you soon as you start kissing there’s no turning back.

confidence. he loves when you wear whatever you want, say whatever you want. when you’re not afraid to take a step first in various situations. he’s so proud of you and seeing you in charge of yourself turns him on.

[thecryptidwizard]

I finished my patchwork cardigan!!!!!!! Yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m veryy happy with how it turned out!! It’s a bit big on me, but i think that gives it more charm 😌 💞 ✨

[midnightstoriesblog]

Kyougai turned into a demon cause he wanted to appreciate, right? So, Kind Muzan AU, what if he got that appreciation? What if his writing became famous amongst demonkind?

The first person he'd talk about his stories to is Muzan, who also enjoyed his story.

Their (platonic) bond was strong. They were very close. Muzan was even comfortable to share some of his secrets and worries, and Kyougai listened and kept it a secret.

It's no secret on how close the two were, and some (like Gyokko, Akaza, and/or perhaps, Kokushibou) were quite envious. So when Kyougai was killed, what if Muzan fell into deep depression? He doesn't have any motivation to do anything and stays in his room all day. He became unresponsive most of the time. Kyougai was probably the first demon he was comfortable enough with and doesn't betray his trust (like many other had in the past).

They missed Muzan's warm and gentle aura. Now it's just cold and hollow. Muzan showed no reactions to things that he'd usually would (and Gyokko is especially sad at this).

What would the Kizuki's/Uppermoons do to help Muzan with grief? Would he even recover? Or would he just get annoyed with them eventually and just put up a fake front of being alright (which Douma could easily see through).

Maybe one of them (Daki?) even broke down in tears, begging him to just come back? Making even sadder, he merely patted her head and just looked or walked away? For a moment there, maybe she saw a glint of sadness or spark of life in his eyes. She could've just been dreaming, though.

Idk if this is too dark, but if it is, you can ignore it! 😅

Happy, sad, or open ending you can choose!

A/N: I'm veryy sorry about how long it took me to post this, I haven't had motivation to write in a while, but it's back now! Here it is though, I hope you enjoy reading!

Kind!Muzan dealing with Kyougai's death

Warnings: themes of death and grief, pretty heavy subjects, "happy" ending but not really

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Kyougai was a well known demon in the community. Even though he was only a lower moon, all demons knew his name, but most knew him because of his writing. Many were considered his 'fans', but there was one person who was truly his biggest fan- none other than his master, Muzan. He spent countless days, either reading his work or listening to his ideas while working, sometimes even taking some time to proofread for him.   So, when he found out about his death.. it was like a part of his heart was torn out and then ripped apart. Not only was he a member of what he considered his family.. but it was his responsibility to keep him safe..

And he failed.

Ever since he got the devastating news, grief overwhelmed him and every aspect of his life, and it seemed like there was no escaping it either, as it slowly changed the way he acted..

Even though he already overworked himself, it got even worse, as Kokushibou now couldn't even help with the work- because the door to Muzans office would be locked, and Nakime was rather.. hesitant to go against the masters orders, of not letting anyone other than Muzan into the office. Koku understood that, he was never the type to disobey orders either, so he didn't hold it against her, but he was worried about the fact that the order wouldn't lead to anything good.. No one was really sure what he did in his office, whether he was truly working, or perhaps he just wanted to isolate himself from the outside world.   Not to mention, there was always a sense of.. coldness from his demeanor now. Even progress that was being made during missions, or even something as simple as Gyokko's new artistic ideas failed to cheer him up, or at least light a spark in his eyes. Most meetings were lead by Kokushibou now, only with written notes from Muzan at most.. even though those were rare..   It's clear that all the uppermoon were trying their best to help with the grieving process, but it was clear that they too had issues when communicating to him. Some of them were too scared to bring it up, others didn't know how to approach the situation and they weren't even sure if they should talk to him about it, but there were two who broke the ice- Akaza wasn't just going to sit around while Muzan was in obvious emotional pain, and Daki, though childish, was one of the most deeply attached to him, so of course she wanted things to go back to normal.   Akaza tried to keep it subtle, he never had the courage to address the grief directly. It was always something simple- like knocking on his door and checking up on him, reporting everything that happens in person, rather than just passing the information to Nakime. He could've sworn that with each day Muzan was speaking more and more, even if it was only one extra word, he was simply grateful for even that much..   ..Surprisingly though, Daki was the one who made the most progress- even if it wasn't intentional. The breakthrough happened when Muzan dismissed her concerns (and cries) with a simple pat on her head, before turning to walk away. It's in moments like these that her childlike bluntness ends up being useful, because in that moment, without thinking about it for too long- in between tears, she blurted out something along the lines:

"We're here for you too! You can't just leave us behind when we're trying to help!"

It was probably the stupidest thing she had done- and yet, somehow- it made him stop walking away. It was as if a spark finally light up inside him..

Perhaps this was a turn for the better..

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A/N: Am I hinting at a part two? Who knows.. grief is one of my favorite topics after all... ;]

P.S: The Douma erasure in all of this was unintentional, I truly do love Douma, I just forgot to involve him in the idea <;/3

[hannie-dul-set]

PAIRING. huang renjun x fem! reader. GENRE. high school! au, suggestive. WARNINGS. attempted murder, mentions of blood and self injury, veryy descriptive kissing, mc has a few screws lost, swearing, depictions of unstable behavior. WORD COUNT. 1.8k GENRAL TAGLIST. @danishmiilk @wownajaemin @leejunini @astroboy-lele @unknown5tar @yunoyeol @w0nni3wrld @charm-art @bat-shark-repellant @keemburley @deliciouslyyellow​ (pls dm me to be added/removed!)

NOTE. ah yes, the only two genres: murder and making out. inspired by the dream i mentioned earlier. different events, but same vibe HAHA. disclaimer that no matter how much you hate your academic rival, never ever turn to attempted murder! thank you and enjoy

huang renjun— with all his picture perfect smiles, prim and proper tucked in shirts, a pretty face enough to have you on your knees, and with a perfect gpa to top it all off— was someone you wanted.

wanted six feet under the ground.

“hey, congrats!”

speak of the fucking devil.

“you always do really well,” huang renjun towers over you in front of your desk as you sit down. you look up from the wrinkled certificate that have the abhorrent words second honorable mention printed on it's scented surface, only to face his fucking face instead. he beams at you with a smile. you feel convulsions wringing inside your throat. “congratulations again.”

you don't miss the first honor certificate tucked between his books in a measly attempt of concealment. it takes everything in your power to force out something of a smile.

“thanks. you too.”

with that, he quickly scurries away into his seat next to yours with red ears.

your first period teacher enters, beginning class with a greeting, but your mind is elsewhere.

it’s only midterms, you breathe out through your nose, hugging your arms above your desk while sketching out a study plan for the rest of the semester in your head. there’s enough time before graduation. the hold you had on yourself gradually becomes tighter.

still, you know that even if you worked yourself day and night until you bled cold and crimson, huang renjun would still be one step ahead. you bite down your lip, peeling off the dry skin with a sourness writhing in your gut, digging your fingers deeper into your arms. if only he were gone. you leer at the boy diligently taking his notes beside you. if only he were gone gone gone gone—

your eyes widen, ignoring the blood staining your nails.

if only he were gone.

after class, you walk up to his desk and asked if he wanted to work on the physics homework at his place tomorrow. he says yes with starry eyes in a heartbeat.

the next day, renjun couldn’t wait for the final bell to ring. you, too, couldn’t remain in your seat— albeit for a different reason. so when the ringing occurs, the both of you don’t waste a second in finally heading out of the campus.

it’s a silent walk to his place, a standard suburban neighborhood, the sky slowly turning orange in the background. every time you turn your head to look at him, he looks back with a small smile, and you can’t help your hands from twitching at your sides.

renjun unlocks the door and meekly welcomed you inside.

“you can leave your shoes here,” he says, digging his keys into the back pocket of his school slacks with dangling noises. you look at him, smiling, and with a soft hum you leave your school shoes next to his, trailing behind him into the living room.

looking around, you ask him. “are your parents home?” there was an opening that leads to the kitchen, glass doors showing the backyard. the stairs that lead to the second floor are made of sleek, dark oak. it’s a modern interior. they have a fireplace inside.

“no,” he breathes out, wetting his dry throat with a swallow before turning back to face you. “they’re out on business. i don’t think they’ll be home until the weekend.”

the both of you stop right in front of the staircase.

“i see.”

he quickly muffles a cough and leads you up to his room.

the inside of renjun’s room is neat— organized books on the shelf and sheets neatly pressed. There’s a set of candles beside his bed. you hold back a scoff. as expected from the top student.

your eyes flit over from the window above his bed to look at him, instead.

“you don’t have to be so nervous around me, you know,” you muse, dropping down your bag to join him on the floor. worksheets littered with numbers and constants, gravity and acceleration, all scatter on the floor. they blow with the wind knowing that they wouldn’t even be filled in, anyway.

“sorry,” renjun sputters out, loosening his striped necktie with two fingers. his vision is kept trained on the wall behind you. “i’m not— i’m not doing it on purpose.”

you adjust your legs on the floor, skirt riding. “is there a reason?”

“a reason?” he gulped.

“why you can’t look me in the eye.”

renjun thinks he sees the corners of your lips twitching upwards.

“i’ll— i’ll go open the window, it’s a little hot in here, isn’t it?” scrambling to his feet, his knees sink into the navy sheets of his bed, reaching for the window in a nervous flurry to let the air in. “the news said that the temperature’s slowly gonna start rising but i didn’t think it would be—”

he bumps into you when he turned back.

there’s a click from behind him.

the wind stopped coming in.

“it’s not really that hot.”

the way your breath fanned against his lips makes his head spin in circles.

you have an arm out against the glass, your sleeve’s fabric grazing his tempered cheek when you went to shut the window down. renjun feels a ghost in the air where there’s a space in between you. “i— i guess you’re right,” he says, clearing his throat. “i never expected that you’d ask to work together.”

there’s syrup at the end of your sentence. “you seemed pretty happy when i did, though.”

he isn’t sure if it’s just him or if you’re slowly getting closer. “well, that’s— that’s because i—”

“you don’t have to say it.”

your voice digs deep into his bones like chains of velvet. he can feel your chest pressing against him now, crushing the sense of rationality that he was bestowed with from birth and is replaced with a warm lush of rabid, violent waters gushing into bit of him stomach,

it comes off a whisper yet it sends him reeling.

“i know.”

renjun swallows. hard. but he’s afraid you’d hear the manifestations of a tempered restlessness that had managed to crawl its way up to the tips of his fingers— which found themselves resting onto the curve of your back. stray strands of his swair sweeps above his eyes, obscuring the closeness of your face, and he wants to ask how. how did you know that he likes you.

he never got to.

the question doesn’t even get to resurface after the first hit of your cherry flavored chapstick, his bottom lip caught in between yours, teeth grinding against the plush, pink skin. the second hit has his decorum slowly peeling away from his skin when his tongue traces over yours in a hot mess of delirium, when you settle between his legs, a coarse groan vibrating in his throat. the third has him forgetting his own name.

his eyes are hazy when you pull back with a rough smacking of the mouth. with a short-winded voice, you ask him.

“do you mind if i make a call?”

renjun looks at you in a fit of breathlessness.

an airy laugh leaves your lips that he can’t stop staring at. you press a kiss on his nose. “my parents need to know that i won’t be going home tonight.”

dazed, he answers. “y-yeah, sure.”

he blinks a few times before letting you go.

“take your time.”

you send him a smile before fishing your backpack from the floor and leaving the room.

just like that, a switch was flipped.

upon closing the door, you quickly twist the knob, locking it with the keys that you’d snatched from him earlier. it’s convenient that he has each one labelled— a belated thank you to your school’s ever organized golden boy who never fails to make you sick in the stomach.

at each wall you pass, you make sure to seal the windows shut and have all the doors closed. the contents of your bag make steady pangs against your back as you shuttled down the stairs. you lock the back door shut, close all the windows, turn on all the lights, and throw a match into their fireplace, waiting for the fire to come to full bloom. all that’s left is the kitchen.

there’s no time wasted in turning everything on— the microwave, oven, and the stove until you can't crank them any further. embers fly into the air. it’s getting hotter. you duck down to the compartment under the stove to reveal a white painted propane tank, taking out a cordless soldering iron to seal the safety relief valve close. you place a rag over the opening valve and twist it halfway through. a hissing sound whizzes through the air.

with that, you leave through the front door, locking it for good measure. his keys disappear into the bush nearest to their porch.

it’s only a matter of time until huang renjun ceases to be a pest anymore. if not for good, then at least lethally injured.

you head home to finish your physics worksheets that were due tomorrow.

for the first time in god knows how long, you wake up and head to school with a well rested air.

you take your things out of your backpack, humming a soft tune right before the bell rings for your first class. your other seatmate— donghyuck— notices your unusual cheery demeanor, and inquires about its oddities. you simply answer him with an allusion to finally being free. he laughs it off and turns his head to the chalkboard.

five minutes before eight. the doors creak open. you’re ready to stand and greet your teacher until you realize that it isn’t her.

it’s not.

it’s not.

it’s not.

something nauseating knocks into your lungs and stifles your throat, eyes wide and stinging. it squeezes your neck with poison prickling the surface.

huang renjun enters the classroom with his usual nods and smiles to everyone he passes.

“holy shit, dude. you look like hell.”

“i didn’t get any sleep last night,” he laughs, lightheartedly. “guess i’ll have to sleep through recess.”

your teeth grind against your lips, supple skin turning redder at each nip. your nails leave scratches on the desk as you rattle in your seat, thinking, thinking, panicking. each breath feels like choking on pulverized copper in sulfuric air. there’s a ringing in your ears and you hear nothing except your own voice screaming why is he here why is he here why is he here?

he doesn’t go to his desk. he’s standing right in front of you.

“you look well.”

it sears your fingerprints off your skin.

you don’t answer, don’t even look at him. he breaks into a small smile and leans forward, one hand pressed against your desk and the other reaching for a lock of your hair as he nears and nears and nears. “there’s something here,” he says.

there isn’t.

“you left my window unlocked, baby.”

his hot breath hits your cold cheek, tucking a strand behind with a smile. to everyone else, it would look sweet— heart fluttering. to you it was a death sentence. renjun breathes out a contained chuckle into your ear before letting his hand fall on your shoulder, a tight grip at the last second.

“better luck next time.”

© HANNIE-DUL-SET. 2021.

[athenamgh]

DON'T FORGET ME - #I

a/n: veryy veryy old idea.. lets see if smth good of it will come out... btw it will have at least two parts

paring/s: Natasha Romanoff x fem!Reader

summary: two broken hearts need to heal each other.. but will they..

warning/s: tears, angst, fluff (i am soo not sure....)

word count: 1.7k

Chapter I | Chapter II

Natasha Romanoff MASTERLIST

You slowly opened your eyes and they met the dark ceiling. It seemed it was still an early morning because the room was still sinking in the dark. You slowly turned your head to the side, your palm brushing through the empty space aside. Suddenly, you tightly clenched the sheets in your fist, closing your eyes strongly.

You slowly opened your eyes and they met two beautiful forest green orbs. Before you could notice your body was already acting in it’s own way, your face spread a bright smile. Natasha was looking at you with those dark green eyes, you could drown in, her hair messy due to the sleep, made her look even more beautiful whenever.

You gently brushed the loose strand of hair, whispering “Good morning gorgeous”. A soft smile spread her soft lips and reddish crawl up her face. She was about to cover herself, to hide her face with sheets, but you gently caught her wrists. “Don’t you dare to run from me”. 

Natasha looked at you with a challenging look “Or what?”. Your face crept up a smirk, you quickly brought your hands to her sides starting to tickle her.

The laugh filled the room. She was trying to defend herself, but your hands there faster running across her body. “Okay, okay,” she giggled, “stop now, please” , but you didn’t want to let her go so easily. 

“Say, that you won’t hide from me ever again”, Natasha narrowed her eyes slightly, her lips spread a wide smile, she nodded. Romanoff  wrapped her hands around your neck, looking deep into your eyes, admiring the pure affection sparking in them.

  “I would never want to be apart from you y/n”. You felt her hand brush your cheek, then slim fingers ghosting your bottom lip. All this time your eyes didn’t disconnect even for a breath second.

In a moment of surprise Natasha swiftly flipped two of you over, now she was on the top straddling your waist. You widely smiled at her tricky move, lifting yourself up on your forearms “I will never be able to stay away from you, huh?” you asked, astonished. 

Natasha leaned forward for a moment with a mischievous smile, placing her index finger on your bottom lip making your tongue brush it lightly “Well, that’s the plan, dear..”. 

You lifted your eyebrow playfully, “Oh, really?”. 

“Mhm,” she giggled, now shaping your strong jawline with her finger. 

“Well, then how about we make it even, huh?.” Her lips parted, her tongue liking her bottom lip while  looking up at you. “You will never be able to get me out of your head,” you said with such a low almost husky voice. 

She leaned her head to the side slightly because of your statement, from her eyes you could tell she was intrigued. “And how would you possibly do that?” she said seductively.

Suddenly you lifted yourself up from your elbows making her sit down in your lap. A  gasp escaped her lips at the sudden closeness, her hands resting on your chest. You looked at her deep green eyes, analyzing every detail of it. While your fingers ghosted the side of her neck, then lingered at her collarbone. You noticed she was holding her breath, looking stunned at you. At this moment Natasha Romanoff only belonged to you and you only belonged to her. Then, with both of your hands, you gently took the sides of her face. Bringing her closer to you, one of your thumbs brushing the soft skin of her cheek, your lips inches apart, but before they could touch one another, you whispered, “This…” and your lips blended together into a perfect kiss.

You shot your eyes open. Sweat covering your body. You sit up in the bed crawling into the ball. Your hand now tangled in your hair, cheeks riding down salty tears.

 ---

It was a late evening. Moon step by step climbing up the dark sky to settle in for a night. The room was quiet, just the sound of the light rain tears from time to time interrupted the comfortable silence. Natasha was curled up into the ball near the window, her eyes lost somewhere far in the distance, guarding something or someone.

The sudden movement inside of the room interrupted the peaceful, but gloomy atmosphere. “You know, you need to leave your room sometimes,” Steve’s voice reached her ears. 

“You know, it wouldn’t hurt if you knocked sometimes,” Natasha said without turning around.  

“You are becoming a hater, Nat.” this time she just ignored his comment, drowning somewhere deep in her own world.

Since the day Steve has met Natasha, he kind of promised himself he would do everything he can to protect her, of course, as everyone else who was part of his life. Natasha for Steve was such a dear friend and he hated so much seeing Nat like this: broken, hurt, lost. And there was just so little he could do to lighten the Romanoff’s pain.

“It’s been months Nat”. 

“And it seems like nothing has changed…” Natasha’s voice almost sank into the whisper. 

“She is still on your mind, isn’t she?” Natasha turned around, brushing the tear sliding down her face. Her eyes reddish and cheeks stained with tears. “And it hurts too?”

Taking a deep breath Natasha parted her lips “If I didn’t feel the pain, maybe it would be easier to forget? Forget how good it felt, how bright and beautiful everything looked, how sweet it all sounded, to forget it all...” Steve’s face softened, he came up to Natasha, sitting beside her.

“Nat,” he stopped for a moment, thinking. “They say with time the pain fades away, but they always forget to mention how in fact long it takes to finally feel it calm down even a tiny bit. It seems the pain gets more and more powerful with every day until it almost claims you completely.” Natasha’s gazed down, her hand tightly clenching the blanket.

“And there is nothing. Not even the shining armor you suited yourself to protect your heart or giant walls you built around to save yourself from pain, will hardly defend you from what your heart desires.” Steve continued. “And even then all the pain fades away, you won’t forget it. It will always be in the back of your mind and heart, lingering there and never fading away.” He reached to take her hand, squeezing it tightly for a moment and letting it go, making Natasha to look up. “Because Nat, you can’t just stop loving someone who you fall for so unconditionally. Your heart will never forget someone who once made you truly happy.” Steve saw how the last tear rolled out on Natasha’s cheek.

“I knew you were sentimental bastard, but not that strong” she said jokingly and Steve for the first time in month’s saw her lips spread a tiny smile even if it was for only a moment. 

“What should I do?” she asked, her eyes filling with new tears again. 

“Natasha, only you can decide what to do, what or who to choose.” She barely nodded. “Now, get some sleep, a long day is waiting for you tomorrow,” Steve said while walking towards the doors. He was about to exit, but Natasha’s voice stopped him, making Steve turn around 

“Thank you, I don’t think I say it enough”. Steve gave her a soft smile before leaving.

 ---

The sound of someone entering the small grocery store interrupted the soft music playing in the background. You were standing in front of one of the shop shelves, searching for the right ingredients for dinner. It was probably a good idea to make at least one home meal. Instead of buying pizza or any other meal that you could possibly order directly to your apartment.

You were about to grab a serial box, but suddenly you heard a familiar voice. “Y/n?” you turned to your right, recognizing the person. 

“Oh, Wanda” you greeted each other with a warm hug. “What are you doing here?” You shook your head a little, “I mean, obviously you are in the grocery store because of the food.” 

Wanda released a small laugh, “Yeah, that’s how it kind of works. Or the shop just convinces you that you need something, even if you really do not.” You chuckled lightly agreening.

Wanda stepped closer to you, reaching to crease your left arm “So, how are you doing?” 

You glanced down “You know, I would say that I'm okay’ or ‘Everything is alright’,” You looked up at her, facing her concerned face “But I know you know me better than that, so I would just say… I don’t know, I really don’t know.” Wanda nodded slightly 

“I hope everything will be okay soon.” You nodded, barely smiling. 

You shook your head a little, asking “Less about me, how are you and the avengers?”

“They are good. Nothing new lately, just a few missions here and there, everything as usual. Thor is too busy being a badass and worrying about his hair, Tony and Bruce working on some kinda project that I am too confused yet to talk about, I keep myself busy with training stuff and helping Steve and Nat.." Wanda's voice cut off at the last name, realizing what she said, you heart skipped a beat at the sound of the name that left Wanda's lips.. After a moment more Wanda continued ''Everyone is just keeping themselves busy, ever. Long story short everyone is okay”. 

  “Not all happy, but okay” she added, listening to her last words made your heart ache even more. “We miss you, you know?”

You smiled with a small smile at her words “Yeah, I miss you too guys..” 

Wanda looked at you for a moment “Would you come to the party tomorrow that Tony is throwing?” You looked at her hesitantly. “Come on” she pushed you shoulder. “We would love to see you”

You looked at the ground for a moment, trying to collect your thoughts. “I’ll promise to consider it,” you said, looking up at Wanda.

“That’s all I need” her lips spread a wide smile. “I see you there!” she said walking away. You rolled your eyes at her playfully.

---

As you stood in front of a mirror smoothing your palms over the small wrinkles on your dark velvet suit, the only thought that was lingering in your mind was how desperately you wanted to crawl up in a ball in your bed and just stay like that forever. You didn’t want to go to that party. 

~~> |Chapter II| <~~

[ditttiii]

I’m glad you haven’t forgotten me (the granny whose name starts with a k, yep that’s me) Trust me, if you are to blame for such a long time of silence, I’ll eat my shoe. I even have your box of goodies put together but never managed to send it off!!! (Promise I’ll purchase all the edibles and send it off first thing tomorrow!)

I’m sorry to hear that life hasn’t been the best, I know that we all have learning lessons, but some of them just suck and hurt more than they should. I hope that the hurt has faded to a memory that you can put behind you. And while I’d hope to commiserate and offer support for any bad choices, I won’t make you relive them. Instead, tell me about the brightest and happiest choice that you made if you would like to brag about it, I’d love to hear!

Toto has gotten so big!!! Such a fluff ball!!! It looks like he’s enjoying life~ lol. Mischievous huh? Have any stories about that? I’m curious!

Also, you’re such a sap! I’m glad you’re happy to hear from me, but we all know that you’re the light of our lives~

- 🍅🍞XOXO

heck no ofc i havent forgotten r u kidding me 😭 u r one of the very few friends i always think of that i feel like live in my alternate life hidden away from others on this hellfire site. i also am veryy proud of how much i feel like ik about you ahah 💗😚 and noo way you STILL DO?? 😭 istg i will actually lose it if that happens and you will most certainly have to bear my baby ass crying for joy and being sentimental over it all for the rest of our lives aaah i cant even wrap my head around the fact that u still remember let alone have a half packed box maam u r going to make me BAWL 😭💗😭💗😭

*sobs*

those learning lessons do hurt like hell yeah and i m still working through a few things but a lot of that hurt is yeah thankfully a memory. some of the same triggers are still present in my life but the way i handle them has changed for the better i think.

and ooo hmm have i made any bright choices this year lol? but mmmm i think choosing to break up with my boyfriend and realizing my self worth? i really battled with crap mental and physical health this year and the relationship that i had previously so deeply cherished and been vulnerable in turned toxic and very absent and i think finding the strength to pick me and choose me and hold onto my love for me and being real enough to acknowledge what had already fallen apart was...something. it made me grow as a person making that choice and helped me feel as though i have somehow reclaimed my pride and peace from the shambles of that relationship after losing so much in it. the whole thing still hurts but i am also so dang proud of myself. it was my first time being in love maybe and yeah, i m just really protective and proud of me now. which coincidentally, you're on your kid? slaps. the song slaps for me. mother taylor knowing whatsup always 🙇🏻‍♀️

toto issss a giant furr ball now truly like its 6:30 am here and i can hear him barking and running around in the yard out. he feels no remorse ever for waking us up at ass crack dawn to pee lol. and ooo gosh i have so mant toto stories, just the other day he tackled my cook lady to the couch and jumped on her lap to give her lickies and kisses. ofc hes a 30+ kg mammoth with far too much excitement running through his veins so the whole experience was a little less cute for that lady who is now parts soft parts terrified of him. but yea he lovess car rides and will huff and glare and pout until i concede and take him out and ofc coming back it is. never. enough

🤡

my man's not too high on iq.

[is-nini]

Under the moonlight

Diluc x reader

(a sprinkle of spoiler from darknight hero questt)

You and aether run as. Fast as you both could while paimon us flying as fast as she could. Currently its 18:59, the darknight hero will appear soon and you both doesn't wanna missed him.

When you both arrived, Diluc is already there you both watched him attack the mage as you both are entrance by his fighting style.

He looked at the both of you from the corner of his eyes, upon seeing you he widen his eyes a bit but quickly regain his composure.

He turn his whole body towards the both of you and stare at you for a while. He closed his eyes and fold his hand over eachother and then stare back at the both of you.

"Ah.. so it's you master Diluc, Y-you're the darknight hero..".

Aether stated a little hesitation in the end. You looked at Diluc and wave at him.

"hello master diluc! You're the darknight hero??? That's veryy cool!".

You stated for a while and then bow your body a little as a sign of respect.

"thankyou for protecting mondstat!".

Aether looks at you, deadpan. You can never really learn the situation huh.. showing respect and not seemingly surprised.. you even show excitement.

And that's one of the things that Diluc like about you. Always straight to the point and always so polite and sweet.

"take care of these enemy for me traveler, please follow me y/n".

He stated after having a little conversation with Aether. Now you're shocked, why would he ask you to follow him. You hesitate but there's something about his gaze that makes you comfortable to tell him everything. As if he is asking you too.

Taking all your guts you put one of your hand on your chest, clenching your outfits.

"s-sorry master Diluc.. i will stay here and help Aether fight".

He stare at you for a while and then sigh a little bit. Seeing him sigh you instantly regret your decision, you're preparing yourself to be heartbroken when he leaves but.

"i have more important things to do and your a part of that things. Traveler can fend for himself. Right traveler?".

He asked, staring at the traveler, expecting him to say yes and nod.

"go y/n as master Diluc said, you're one of the important "things" for him... You should go".

Aether said, giggling a little bit. He saw how Diluc looks at you, he saw the worried face on Diluc face whenever you go out doing commission with him and now Diluc just confirms that you are infact very important for him.

"come follow me".

Diluc said, stretching his hand out. You take his hand with hesitation and look at Aether, he is waving you goodbye with a smile on his face the expression in his face confirms that everything will be okay and so you smile and wave back as you slowly follows diluc's footsteps.

"paimon thinks that master Diluc is in love with y/n". Paimon said after the both of you are gone.

"you see that too right paimon? I think so too". Aether said, giggling at the end.

You walked hand in hand with Diluc through mondstat. He keeps looking down at you to check are you okay or not. The akward silence is killing him so he clear his throat, catching your attention.

"please becareful, recently i heard there will be a big storm of danger wave to mondstat".

He stated, you looked at him with a smile and blush. You nod your head.

"ye-yes! Thankyou master Diluc".

He nod and squeeze your hand more as your face erupts in a shade of redder shade instantly you looked at him.

His so dreamy.. everything about him- his jaws his face, his hair-. Your thoughts are cut off when you hear him say something.

"you can stay with me if you'd like.. you won't be a bother.. you can accompany me if you'd like".

He said, facing away from you, you stare at him wide eye as you're loss for words. You have more and you're pretty good, you don't really have a place to stay because... Well you're always going on adventures with Aether so this... Is surprisingly nice.

You smile up at him, stroking his hand, trying to soothe him.

"i would live to accompany master Diluc. It would be such a Great honour!".

You stated, he looks at you, surprise is present on his face. You stare at him back, not even noticing that you both stopped on your track to look at eachother under the moonlight.

Diluc felt comfort. He felt happiness with you, he felt like you're his world and he wanted to protect you, whenever you're hurt his heart will shatter that's why he wanted to be with you,. To make you happy. To Protect you.

"is this what people called love?".

Whops.. he accidentally think out loud, which is rare, your face erupts in shades of red along with him.

"pa-pardon?!".

You kind of shriek he looks at you after taking a deep breath.

"i think I'm in love with you".

He said it again- your heart is broken, it has exploded, he likes you back! Never.. in your life you would think that-.

"i-i- wa- what? Wait uhm-".

You wanted to facepalm so bad because of the words you spit out is a bunch of jumbled words. Diluc's eyes darkened a bit.

"it's okay if you don't feel the same way-". He said.

"NO!". You cut him off.

"i-its not like that- i.. i never thought that you would like.. me back-".

You explained to him, Diluc takes all the courage in the world and grab your waist and kissed your lips.

Your lips taste so sweet,. So soft.. he cannot have enough of it, it's so nice and warm.. he wanted more.. he doesn't wanna stop..

Diluc pulled away, and let you take a breath,. Your hand is clutching his shoulder as you pant and looked at his eye. He takes your chin and peck your lips one more time.

"is that a yes?".

He asked, you just nod your head, not trusting your voice, he let out a relief sigh as he stroke your head and kiss you deeply, with passion again.

You hug his neck and kiss him back, pulling away to take a breath for a second and then kiss him again, softer this time.

Diluc smile on your lips as he pulled away, gaving a time for both of you to catch some air again. You look up at him as he touched his Forehead with yours and peck it.

"you're mine okay, you will live with me from now on".

He stated, you nod your head at him and hug him. He peck your lips once again and then brings you to the manor.

~~~~~

"anddddd that's how i meet my prince!".

You stated with a smile, you're talking to the kids on mondstat, you read them a princess story once and now they're wondering how you meet your prince and You gladly explained to them while they're looking at you with amazement while sitting on top if the grass near the statue of seven.

"SEEE miss y/n is like a princess! Her prince would be mr Diluc! He looks like a prince".

One of the kids said, making you laugh and shake your head.

"ah! Y/n! Thankyou for taking care of my kids okay? Sorry.. they're a bunch of trouble's..".

Their mother comes towards you as you smile and shake your head as you giggle.

"no ma'am, you have such a sweet kids".

She smile back at you greatfuly as she sigh and hold her head.

"ah.. you're too kind.. tell your fiancé i said hi okay".

She said as she walks away, you nod your head as you said your goodbyes. A footsteps was heard from behind you.

"princess y/n ragnvindr huh.. that suits you".

A red haired man comes from behind you and kissed you cheek.

"it sounds perfect doesn't it? Those kids is so nice".

Diluc smile at you, the same pretty smile that he gave you 6 years ago when you both first meet.

"yeah.. those kids are nice,but we would make a better kids right?".

He said, taking you up and sitting beside you and put you on his lap. He pepper you face with kisses, thinking that there is no one here.

"didn't think that Master Diluc likes PDA".

A teasing voice comes along, snapping both of your sweet moments.

"shut uppp tone deaf bard, paimon was enjoying the showwww".

Paimon whine while Aether apologize to stalk the both of you, you shake your head and flash them a bright smile, your Fiancée on the other hand has summon his claymore.

"you're looking for death".

Paimon and Venti squeal and run away while Diluc summon his fire bird to chase them. Aether laugh along side you as Paimon and Venti apologize thousands upon thousands of time.

The future will not be as pretty compared to now.. the fight that mondstat face will be hard on the future but.. as long as Diluc is here with you, you'll be fine.

[babysubinnie]

stay with me // kevin moon

👍 pairing:: kevin moon x reader  👍 genre:: veryy fluffy  👍 summary:: your family always attacks you cuz you ‘don’t do your work’ so you leave the house. the only person you can go to is kevin’s and the boyz’ dorm. 

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“why can’t you be like your brother? he’s always doing much better than you.” my mom screamed at me scoffing while slamming her hands on the table. i laughed rolling my eyes continuing to finish my homework. i always got better grades, better everything but i always got treated the worst. i hated it. 

“you know what? you always treat me like the fucking black hole of the family, when i’m the one working hardest out of the two of us. i’m leaving.” i ran to my room grabbing a bag and all of the stuff i would need for a few days. the more i packed, the more mad i got. 

“hey google, call kevin.” i scoffed waiting for the call to start. he picked up the phone and it was loud on his side. his members were so loud. 

“what’s up bitch?” he laughed brightly. hearing his voice made me tear up again. i missed kevin. i haven’t seen him in four months because he was practicing for his next comeback. 

“can i stay at your house?” i sniffled and his voice changed completely from happy, to upset. as he continued talking, i took my stuff walking past my parents and my brother. 

“where the fuck are you going?” my brother scoffed with his eyes still on his phone. i rolled my eyes scoffing. “why does it matter to you?” i answered opening the door, then putting my phone back up to my ear. 

“i would love that more than anything in the world. of course princess. do you want me to pick you up?” he sounded really worried, and i needed to assure him so that he wouldn’t run all the way over to my house. 

“kevin it’s okay. you don’t have to pick me up. i’m okay.” i smiled getting into my car and the call connected to my car bluetooth. 

“are you sure you’re okay? i will get my hoodies, spray them with my cologne. i will go to the convenience store right now to get all your snacks. is there anything i’m missing- OH! coffee! i will get jacob to get your coffee. see you soon best friend.” he laughed and screamed at him to order my coffee. 

“you’re my best friend for a reason.” i giggled before pulling into their driveway. all 9 boys came running out of the house. everyone minus jacob and kevin. i laughed at how cute they were hugging every single one of them. 

“i’m here!” kevin and jacob came running from their car then panted coming to hug me. they both put down their stuff on the sidewalk hugging me tightly.

“are you okay?” kevin bit his lip caressing the top of my head. i was just about to cry when he shook his head bringing me to his room. jacob walked in with all the snacks, and the coffee. 

“here you go gorgeous. i’ll let you talk to kevin.” he kissed the top of my head handing me the snacks. he laughed throwing kevin’s hoodie at me, then helped me pull it over my head. kevin was standing at the door when this happened then smiled at us like a proud dad. 

“you guys are so cute.” he laughed and jacob rolled his eyes. “she’s all yours.” he patted my head then walked out of the room. 

“you want to tell me what happened?” kevin sat next to me and patted his lap so i would put my head on his lap. i smiled weakly explaining my situation to him. he smiled at me the entire time while playing with my hair. i was in the middle of a sentence, when he smiled brighter than before. 

“why are you looking at me like that?” i giggled and sat up next to him looking into his eyes with my head tilted. 

“can i kiss you?” he smiled and shrugged saying a quick whatever i’m doing it. he pressed his lips to mine softly before putting his hands on both sides of my cheek. i tangled my hands into his hair before he pushed me down into the bed hovering over top of me. 

“kevin hyung! i brought y/n’s favorite- oh shit sorry.” eric came running in before i pushed kevin off me, pushing him off the bed. 

“Y/N!” he screamed pulling him back up from the floor and back onto the bed.

“SOHN ERIC!” i ran up to him then he laughed closing the door. i rolled my eyes turning around closing the door sliding down the door sitting on the floor. 

“so embarrassing.” i covered my face putting my face into my knees. kevin laughed sitting in front of me pulling me towards him. 

“it was cute.”  

[logical-little-lies]

Baby Bat, Princess Ro-Agere!Sides AU (pt.11)

“They both regressed?”

“Yeah, Virgil seemed off yesterday, I think he was repressing littlespace, and it boiled over and he woke up veryy little this morning. And then Roman woke up little, went to get Virgil, like he’s supposed to..and, well..”

Logan sighed, knowing that Patton regressed for at least part of the day everyday, meaning that he’d most likely have three littles on his hands by noon. He wanted them to feel comfortable though. He noticed, that since they started regressing, Thomas was a little more self confident, and had a better sleep schedule. 

Also, the sides themselves seemed just more happy overall, and if this is what it took, then he was okay with three babies. He did realize, that Roman was an older age, and sort of bratty. He knew he’d be the hardest to deal with, but he also cared about him. 

“How about you go get them, and help them find clothes? Once they’re dressed and comfortable, bring them to the kitchen so I can watch you guys while I make food.”

“But I can make food,” Patton whined. Logan tapped the button of his nose, “You’ll be little soon, just trust me. Until then, you get to help me, hmm?”

Patton nodded, and went off to help the babies.

“Hey kiddos, how about we get you guys ready? Logan’s making breakfast, and I’m here to help you guys get out of your pajamas.”

Roman sat, criss-cross applesauce, on Virgil’s bed. Virgil held his black stuffed bear, and he seemed sad. 

“Wait, what’s wrong, babies? Did something happen while I was gone?”

“I don’t wan’ annoy you and Logan, m’ e..em-,” Virgil stuttered, whining when he couldn’t say the word.

“Emotional,” Patton provided,

“n’ sad! To much..too little for you,” he mumbled.

“Virge, Logan takes care of me everyday, and I regress to baby ages. I’m sure he can handle you,”

“I can be baby too, not just toddler,” he explained, and Patton nodded in an understanding way.

“So, you feel extra little today, hmm? You’re just a baby?”

Virgil shyly nodded with a hum, chewing on the ear on his bear. “Hey, none of that. Do you have any pacifiers?” Patton questioned, pulling the stuffed animal limb out of his mouth.

Virgil noticed Roman looking at him, and he hid his face in the bear’s fur before nodding. “Where, Vee?”

Virgil pointed to his drawer, mumbling quietly, “bottom d’awer.”

Patton turned to Roman, “Hey, buddy? Are you big enough to get ready yourself?”

Roman nodded, “yeah!”

“Okay, well, for now, go brush your hair and find something you want to wear.”

Roman nodded, not fighting as he left the room. 

Patton helped Virgil off the bed, but he had trouble walking. He held onto Patton as he clumsily walked. Patton did the same thing, but he was also just clumsy in general when he was little.

“m’ sorry,” Virgil pouted, sitting on the ground in front of the dresser. Patton crouched down, pulling it open.

“It’s okay, baby star. You’re very little, walking is something for bigger babies,” he teased, and Virgil shyly giggled. 

Patton examined the pacifiers, bottles, and onesies. “Why is everything hidden?” he questioned. 

“From before you guys knew..I just never move it,” he bit at his lip. Patton waved his hand, and all the stuff disappeared from the drawer. The onesies hung in the closet, the sippy cups and bottles were in the kitchen cabinets, with Roman’s and Patton’s, and the pacifiers appeared in a clear plastic box next to them. 

Virgil smiled, “thank you, Pa-..Pat..” he pouted, not being able to say it. 

“Can you say Pat?” he asked, and Virgil shrugged.

“Pat,” he said, still obviously struggling a bit. 

“It’s okay,” he assured, closing the drawer. Virgil was distracted by looking at his pacifiers in the box, pulling out a light purple one that read ‘Baby Bat’ in black letter beads on the handle. It had a black bat piece on the button, that was slightly glittery. 

“That’s so cute, Virge! It fits you amazingly!” he complimented, and Virgil scrunched up his nose, putting the pacifier in his mouth. 

It took a few minutes to figure out what onesie he wanted to wear,but he ended up with one that was just solid black. “Do you want shortalls? I have a white pair that’ll look cute with it!”

Virgil’s face lit up, “p’eas?” 

Patton summoned them, and gave them to Virgil. “Do you need help getting dressed, or do you think you’ll be okay on your own?”

“Try by myself?”

Patton nodded, pushing him towards the bathroom. “Try on your own, and if you need help, I’ll be out here.”

--

“Hi Roman! Where’s Pat and Vee?”

“Vee’s really little and needed lots n lots of help getting ready. I don’t think they’re done yet,” Roman sat at the table. He wore a light pink, fluffy sweater, with black overalls. He cuffed them at the bottom, showing off his white fluffy socks. 

“You look amazing, Ro. Did you do that all yourself?” Logan asked, slightly amused. 

“Mhm!” he nodded, “M’ big, don’t need help.”

“Surely,” Logan nodded, still amused by his antics. 

“Can I have juice?” he asked, and Logan moved from the pieces of toast on the counter to the cabinets. He noticed all the black and purple sippy cups and bottles, noting that they were probably Virgil’s. He went to get a red sippy cup, but Roman whined. 

“Can I have princess one?” he shyly mumbled, and Logan smiled warmly. 

“Of course you can!” he grabbed the most feminine one, covered in the disney princesses, with a pink lid. He filled it with apple juice. If Roman was acting like this, then Thomas was probably trying makeup again, or doing something more “girly”. It’s not like he minded Roman being feminine though, he was acting adorable.

“Princess’s pretty,” Roman said, giggling as he took a sip out of the cup.  

“Just like you, princey,” Logan teased, and Roman smiled. 

“Thank you!”

--

“n-need help, Pat!” Virgil opened the door. He had gotten the onesie on, but it was twisted, and he hadn’t even attempted the overalls yet. Patton chuckled, adjusting the fabric so it fit him properly, holding the overalls and instructing him to step into them.Virgil held onto Patton’s shoulders.

He did as he was told, and in seconds, he had the white overall’s clicked into place and he was ready. “Hmm..I have a surprise for you.”

Virgil tilted his head, and giggled when black fluffy socks appeared on his feet. “fluffy!” he giggled around the pacifier.

Patton smiled, taking his hand and leading him to the door, grabbing his bear on the way.

--

Patton sat Virgil down next to Roman. “You look so pretty, Ro!” Patton ruffled his hair. 

“Two cute babies, we’ve been blessed,” Logan commented, and Patton smiled.

Virgil kicked his feet, giggling, while Roman pouted. “I’m not a baby,”

“Yep!”, “Definitely.”

Virgil giggled. “Could you get a bottle for Virgil? Give him grape juice or milk,” Logan instructed. 

“What do you want, Vee?” Patton asked, walking around the table to reach the cabinets, opening one and pulling out a solid white bottle with a black lid.

 “Juice!”

Within a few minutes, all of four were sitting down and eating. 

Roman ate by himself fine, only a little messy.  But Virgil only picked at his food, “I didn’t realize how little Vee was. Hey, Virge?”

Virgil looked up, feeling guilty for not eating the food in front of him. “Would you like some yogurt and fruit instead?” Logan asked. 

“St..stra-..” he pouted looking to Patton, who supplied the word he was attempting to say. 

“You want strawberries?” he asked, and Virgil nodded. 

“I’ll get it,” Patton said, stopping Logan from getting up. 

He put vanilla yogurt into a small bowl, grabbing a black baby spoon. He washed and cut up strawberries, mixing in blackberries with the yogurt as well.

He put the bowl in front of Virgil, and he bounced in place. “Th...tha-..,” he huffed, pouting before trying again, “thank you!”

Patton acted shocked, “Good job, Bat!”, he held up his hand, and Virgil gave him a high-five. 

Patton had to held Virgil eat his yogurt, and Logan had to help Roman wipe off his face, but they all ate enough breakfast within twenty or so minutes. 

“What do you two wanna do now?” Logan asked, the two of them sitting on the couch. 

“Can I play on my tablet?” he asked, and Logan nodded, summoning the tablet. It had a red case on it, and it was a kids tablet Virgil had “gotten” for him, since they could make anything they wanted appear or disappear. 

Roman started tapping away, so for the time being, he was occupied. “What about you, Baby Bat?” Patton asked, sitting next to him. 

“M’ sleepy,” he mumbled, shyly curlcing next to Patton, who understood that he wanted affection and wrapped his arm around him. He cuddled closer, holding his bear tight in his arms. 

“Maybe we should go to your room for a nap, Vee?”

“Don’t wanna,” he shook his head softly, and Patton didn’t push it. He shifted so that both of them were laying on the couch. Patton played soft music on his phone, putting an earbud in both of their ears. Even though the boy had just gotten up, he understood needing extra sleep when he was really small.

Logan sat next to Roman, wrapping his arm around him. “If they’re gonna cuddle, then so are we,” Logan whispered, causing Roman to giggle as he laid his head on his chest, continuing to play the childish game on the tablet. 

Soon enough, Roman had fallen asleep too. Logan looked around him, examining all three of the littles. They looked so carefree and happy, and he could practically predict that Patton was going to wake up little. 

He was excited to see what he’d be like when he regressed.

[pebble-void-blog]

this is the baby born from the combination of sudden inspiration and enabling by @celebimbo (thanks for all the fashion references) and @darkicedragon. I call it  - every JOJO deserves skirt/dress and here is the first victim one - Jotaro in lace tube dress.