#when you take youy eyes off them

[picorimori]

everyone who advocated for ipads for starting artists get fuvked this shit fuckinh sucks its expensive as hell and always needs to charge its not even a fancy model

[c-cobweb]

Requesting a frat Kyle x reader fic meeting up at a frat party. Reader got sexually harassed by other frat boys and Kyle got pretty mad over this. (May include violence?)

there goes my hero

warnings: shy!reader, violence, attempt of sexual harrasment, angst, fluff at the end.

a/n: thanks for the request! english is not my first lenguage <3

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You entered the house where the party was held, it’s been a long time since you went to a frat party but you needed to distract yourself from so many exams.

You took a look around the living room and saw your friend making out with a boy on the couch, to which you let out a little laugh and instead of bothering her you decided to go to the kitchen for something to drink. When you entered you went to the fridge and opened it so you could choose something, or so it was until you heard a male voice behind you.

“Can I help you with something?” You turned around and saw a handsome blonde boy leaning against the frame of the kitchen door.

“I was just looking for something to drink” You replied slightly embarrassed, thinking that you had exceeded the limits by being so intrusive.

“If you want beer there is in the second drawer of the fridge” the boy told you with a big friendly smile, making his dimples appear on his cheeks.

You nodded and grabbed a beer for yourself and another for him, “Do you want one?” You asked by offering it. “Yes, thank you” He accepted with the same smile as before as he approached youi.

“My name is Kyle, by the way,” said the boy taking a sip of his drink waiting for you to tell him your name, which you did. “And tell me, do you study here or are you from another university?”

“I study here, in medical school” You answered while leaning on the counter with Kyle by your side.

“That sounds interesting, what kind of medicine do you specialise in?” Kyle seemed really interested in you, which made your heart beat a little faster.

“Paediatrics” You answered before taking a sip of your beer. “I love children, especially taking care of them and helping them”

“That’s very noble of you,” said the blonde looking into your eyes with a subtle smile, so you couldn’t help but blush slightly and look the other way. “Thank you, but I don’t think it’s that bad” You answered with a little laugh.

“Oh, I think so” Kyle licked his lips and got a little closer to you, you could feel his breath on your cheek to what you laughed subtly.

“If you allow me, I’m going to go to the bathroom” You said looking him in the eyes, he nodded and told you that the bathroom was upstairs.

You left the kitchen and went up the stairs to go to the bathroom, when you reached the top floor you walked carefully looking for the bathroom until two boys appeared behind you. “What are you looking for, beautiful?” One of them asked what you turned around.

“I was looking for the bathroom, can you tell me where it is?” Neither of them answered, they just looked at each other with a smile and pounced at you. Each one grabbed you by the arm and they dragging you into a room, you were so scared that you paralysed yourself and you couldn’t scream.

They dragged you to the bed that was in the middle of the room and laid you there, to which you got scared and started screaming but with how loud the music outside was it was difficult for anyone to hear you.

One of them began to take off your shoes and then break your stockings and rip them off your legs while you kicked him trying to let you go.

On the other hand, Kyle was still waiting for you in the kitchen a little surprised that you took so long in the bathroom, so he went up the stairs and went to the bathroom, knocking on the door and saying your name. When he saw that he didn’t get an answer, he opened the door and found the bathroom empty, he stayed there a few minutes with a frown, thinking that the bathroom had been an excuse and that you had left him standing.

Meanwhile, for you to be still the other boy grabbed your wrists and put them together on your head to hold them there, even more scared you started screaming with all the forces that your lungs had.

Before your loud screams, the boy who held your wrists covered your mouth with his free hand to which you took advantage of and bit his fingers, causing him to quickly move his hand away from your face with a scream of pain. Since the boy had let you go, you sat on the bed and gave the remaining boy a knee in the nose, causing him to bleed and he to fall back.

Without wasting your chance you ran out of the room, when you opened the door you fell to the ground next to Kyle’s feet. He turned around and was surprised to see the state of shock you were in, but when he took a look at the room and saw the two badly injured boys, he understood what was happening.

He quickly helped you get up from the ground and hugged you against his chest, he barely knew you but he was sure that the only thing you needed at that time was support. “But what the fuck do you think you’re doing? Trying to abuse a poor girl, that’s what you do?” He yelled at the boys while you clung to his shirt.

“Calm down, man. We were just trying to have fun,” answered the boy you had bitten his hand as he left the room to face Kyle.

“You find this funny? Seriously?” The incredulous blonde asked as he sat you on the floor delicately, then rushed on the boy and punched him in the cheekbone causing him to stagger and fall against the wall.

“But what are you doing?” He asked as he touched the damaged cheekbone. “I was just having fun,” Kyle replied as he shrugged and grabbed you again, putting you in the bathroom and closing the door before sitting you in the sink.

“Have they done anything to you?” He said worried as he cradled your face in his hands and inspecting you with his eyes. “No, no... they just took off my shoes and broke my stockings” You clarified still a little stunned.

The boy sighed with relief and hugged you again against his chest. “I wouldn’t know what to do if they had touched you”

Kyle’s eyes gradually filled with tears, he would never allow himself to let someone go through what his mother made him.

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[twopeoplecanchange]

CALGARY AT MIDNIGHT

quinn hughes x reader

summary: quinn needs a place to stay while going to a wedding in calgary. he gets a hook up from matthew tkachuk, who sets him up in the guest room of your apartment. finally, you won't be spending new years alone.

author's note: this is for @puckmaidens! happy holidays lydia!! i hope you enjoy :)

warnings: nothing just that my jet lagged brain wrote this, so there might be some errors!

wc: 2k

The text comes in on Thursday at 9am while you’re at work. Your phone buzzes on your desk repeatedly until you decide to pick it up.

MATTHEW T.

Hey, you still have extra space in that apartment of yours?

Your brow furrows, wondering why he would be asking this, seeing as he could easily book a nice hotel instead of staying in your dingy apartment.

YOU

Yea, why though?

His text comes in quickly, and it’s not what you expected.

MATTHEW T.

Quinn Hughes needs a place to stay for a weekend or so. Told him I could hook him up.

Of course he would do this. Matt knew of your not-so subtle crush on his childhood friend, and had asked you multiple times if he could set you guys up. You always said no. The first time, you were still with your university boyfriend, the second you just felt that it would be too awkward. Quinn, of course, would know of your crush and you would have no idea if he was even interested in you.

YOU

You’re joking. 

Matthew Tkachuk.

MATTHEW T.

I’m not joking. Get your guest bedroom ready and pick him up from the airport tomorrow.

YOUI hate you.

MATTHEW T.

Love you too 🥰

You sigh, putting your phone down before your supervisor can see. As you move through the workday, which of course just has to be as slow as ever, you can’t stop thinking about how awkward tomorrow might be; having to pick him up from the airport and housing him for three days. Would he avoid you like the plague or make an effort? You could only hope it was the latter.

On Friday morning you take the day off from work and spend the time dusting off every surface in your guest room. You change the sheets and add blankets, seeing that the heater is janky and decides to just not work on some days. You restock your fridge with food you can only hope he’ll want to eat. Then, once it’s the afternoon, you take off for the airport.

You arrive at his gate around 2, no sign, hoping your presence will be enough.

As you stand on your tippy-toes, looking for a sign of the eldest Hughes brother, two texts come in.

MATTHEW T.

Gave Quinn your phone number btw.

UNKNOWN NUMBERHey, this is Quinn. Where are you?

You elect to ignore Matt’s text and instead text Quinn.

YOU

By the coffee shop towards the exit.

You pocket your phone, eyes scanning the crowd when you see Quinn approaching you. He’s even more handsome in person, the tv screen and Matt’s shitty photos not doing him justice. It must be the captaincy. A slight beard grows on his face, his dark hair shaggy but somehow presentable. His eyes are visibly tired, and he looks nervous as he approaches you.

“Y/N?” He asks, his voice quiet and just a tad bit raspy.

“Hey, Quinn. It’s uh, nice to meet you. I mean- I’ve heard stories from Matt but I’m sure they don’t do you justice.” You smile, and Quinn nods, a faint smile on his face.

“Yeah, knowing him they’d probably put me in a worse light.” Quinn jokes as you start to head down to the car park.

“I don’t think that’s possible. You have a pretty good rep.” He nods, cheeks a little bit rosy and his small smile just a tad bit bigger.

The car ride is not as awkward as you expected, you and Quinn fall into easy banter, talking about your memories with Matt, exchanging anecdote after anecdote until you arrive at your apartment. You park and take the elevator up, both of you are silent as you watch the number tick up to the fourth floor.

You quickly both get into your apartment seeing as the hallway is freezing because of the lack of heat. Quinn takes off his shoes and puts them next to yours before settling his bags near the door.

“What would you want to do for dinner?” You ask as you look at your fridge. None of the food looks quite appetizing. Quinn looks into your fridge, his cologne overtaking your senses in the best way. It’s a nice scent, not quite as overpowering as you’d imagine. “Takeout?” You suggest.

“Yeah, sounds good.”

Takeout goes surprisingly smoothly. A Christmas movie plays on the screen despite the holiday having already passed, and the two of you eat in a comfortable silence. When you’re done eating, you ask Quinn questions.

When’s the wedding? Tomorrow

Who’s it for? Childhood friend from Toronto who moved to Calgary. ‘Nothing interesting’.

Are you excited? Quinn pauses for a bit, slowly chewing as he comes up with an answer. “I don’t know. I think they expect me to bring a date because they gave me a plus one, but I couldn’t think of someone to bring.” He gets out, the words feeling stuck in his throat.

You can’t tell if this is some kind of joke, if he knows about your crush and is trying to get you interested, just to leave you in the dust.

“Right.” You nod. You tried to think of something better to say, but what he said was not what you had expected. At all.

“I mean…if you wouldn’t mind being my plus one, that would be great. Better that than being alone.” Yeah, better that than being alone. Alone, thinking of all the girls fawning over you because they most likely know who you are. 

Instead of saying something revealing, you just agree. A simple sure does the trick, and he’s thanking you. When you’re settling into bed later, you can’t help but wonder why. Is he interested in you, taking his chance? Or does he simply just not want to deal with the wedding alone? You pass out before you can even realize you don’t have a dress to wear for tomorrow.

You wake up in a panic, hurriedly making breakfast after realizing you do in fact, not have a good dress to wear to the wedding. Nothing formal, everything is either white or too extravagant. Quinn watches confused as you rush around the kitchen, and lets a small teasing comment slip, “You know we don’t have to be at the wedding till like, five, right?” He jokes and you freeze, stopping your every move.

“I don’t have a dress, and I don’t know the color scheme or the theme, and I don’t want to stand out and wear white.” You ramble without taking a single breath.

Quinn hesitates, “It’s okay, we can just go get you a dress right?” His voice is calming, and you smile slightly, turning around. “After breakfast we have to get me a dress.” Quinn nods before heading farther into the kitchen to help you out.

You end up going to a little boutique a few minutes from your house. The dresses are mainly formal, with a few outlier party dresses. Quinn follows you as you scan the racks, picking out three dresses before heading to the changing rooms.

Quinn waits on one of the chairs outside of the dressing rooms, looking at his phone occasionally. Then you step out in the first dress. Quinn blinks, droopy eyes suddenly much more awake. It’s a pretty dress, you say, but it doesn’t feel right. Quinn just can’t get rid of the thought of how beautiful you are.

“You look great,” He blabs, and you let out a startled laugh, hand covering your mouth. “Right, thanks.” You smile weakly before heading back into the dressing room.

The next dress, a startling red, looks great on you, Quinn thinks. But you huff and sigh, saying you hope the next dress is better. Quinn says it looks great, and you laugh it off.

The last dress is a calm purple. Quinn’s eyes widen. You look great. You play with your hair a bit, looking at yourself in the mirror down the hallway.

“It’s…” You start, looking for the right word. 

“Beautiful.” Quinn finishes for you, making your skin burn.

“Yeah,” You nod feebly, hurrying into the dressing room to change back into your clothes.

When you get home, you start getting ready for the wedding in a rush. Putting on the dress, doing your makeup and hair. When you finally leave your room, Quinn is leaning against the back of the couch, idly scrolling through his phone. He looks up at the sound of your door closing and freezes.

Matt had shown him multiple pictures of you, stories, and begged him to let him introduce the two of you. The photos didn’t quite capture your beauty. The stories were bland, they didn’t recall your humor and your joy. He always disagreed, not quite sure. But knowing you now, if Matt suggested setting you guys up, he’d say yes in a heart beat. He’s just not quite sure what your answer would be.

"Ready to go?" You ask, breaking Quinn from his trance. He nods blankly, extending his arm to you. Your skin warms just the slightest, and you wrap your arm around his, pulling him close. His cologne infiltrating your senses, and you blink, steadying yourself.

You drive yourself and Quinn to the venue, and take seats toward the back. A few people come his way, greeting him and asking him about the season, or congratulating him on the teams success. If one of them were to notice you, they'd ask and Quinn would say you were a friend. The couple, the past friend, fan, or the acquaintance would nod, but have a knowing look in their eyes, like they knew all. They didn't, of course, seeing as you were both attending this as friends. If you were even friends. Friend of a friend?

You shook the thought as you watched the couple do their first dance to a cute song you'd never heard the name of. When the song came to an end, every clapped, including you. You didn't notice, too busy watching the newly married couple fondly, but Quinn was watching you, a slight smile on his face.

Once dinner was served, you learned the true meaning of the couple's, wedding. They wanted the party to go to midnight since it was New Year's Eve. They'd have the count down on the screen, and the couple would share a kiss in the center of the room. Any couple would be welcomed to share a kiss as well. It was cute, you thought. If you had someone to kiss you would. It would be a fond memory to share.

The people at the table you were seated at weren't quite close to Quinn, but you made conversation enough for the both of you. As people at the table drifted off to dance, you found yourself in conversation with Quinn. Talking about everything from his brothers, your family, to hockey.

Then, the DJ announced a couple's dance, and the last two people at the table, a couple, got up. They shared a glance before gesturing for you two to join them. You hadn't noticed, but it was nearing midnight, with just around two songs until midnight. Quinn shared a glance with you, and then you stood up, holding out your hand towards him.

Quinn looked worried, but he gently takes your hand and lets you pull him to the dance floor. You have a bright but nervous smile on your face as you settle your hands on Quinn's shoulders, his hesitantly on your waist. You sway side to side as some sappy love song plays. Your eyes get lost in his, but then the music changes to something more jumping, and your eyes get lost. Lights bounce across the room as a time is displayed on the wall. The countdown.

You start jumping along to the music, Quinn as well with a fond smile on his face. Your smile is bright as you shout the words to the club song that Quinn doesn't know the name of. But then the shouting becomes different The countdown. Quinn blinks, starting to yell the numbers as well. Then it gets to eight, and you're turning toward Quinn, eyes locking with his again. Your hands place on his shoulders again, and his hands go to your hips much more confidently. You're both mouthing the numbers until you get to five, and everything changes. The air is different. Tense, you think. Then it hits one, and everyone's cheering. Hey, maybe you're a little bit off on the time, but you kiss him and he kisses you back, and that's all that matters.

[gatitties]

Polyamory

─ Kunimi & Kindaichi, Yahaba & Kentaro, Hanamaki & Matsukawa, Oikawa & Iwaizumi x fem!reader

(F for watari ma boi)

─ Summary: A little drabble about your relationship with two of the boys from Aoba Josai

─ Warnings: none, oikawa 😔🤚

Kunimi & Kindaichi

You opened the door with a smile, watching the two boys who had just arrived. You let them in, letting them relax after a long day of his practice, you got off because you had a doctor's appointment and since you had time in the morning you decided to hang out with your boyfriends later.

You prepared some food, blankets, and a movie, knowing that Kindaichi liked to cuddle with you two while you watched Disney and that Kunimi wanted to rest tucked up like a burrito.

Kindaichi carried your and laid you next to him, hugging your waist and resting his chin in the crook of your neck. Kunimi clicked his tongue, kicking the other boy a little, who rolled his eyes at him, moving you so that you were between them.

You chuckled softly covering your mouth, you planted a kiss on each other's cheek

"You two are fools."

It was funny for you to see how they always wanted to be with you, despite knowing that they also liked each other.

When the popcorn ran out, you got up to make more, distracted by watching how the object moved in the microwave, you were startled when you felt hands on your waist. You relaxed as felt Kunimi's face against your back, radiating warmth from the blanket he was wrapped in.

"Do you want something babe?" he nodded releasing you, looking at your lips "Have you moved your lazy ass just to ask me for a kiss?"

"Yeah."

"I'm flattered coming from you."

"That's why I deserve an award."

You raised an amused brow, rolling your eyes at how he leaned a little closer to you, you gave a little peak when the sound of the microwave rang. When you came back Kindaichi had a small pout, you kissed him to stop being upset, continuing with the movie you ended up half asleep, hugging a cushion while the two boys looked at each other.

Kunimi sighed, approaching the contrary to plant a soft kiss on his lips, causing a blush in the taller one, he was still nervous because of his partner's affection. You shriek snapped them out of heir trance, you held the phone in your hands with a bright smile.

"Now I have a new lockscreen wallpaper!"

You picked up the phone, showing the photo of both boys, just at the precise moment of the kiss.

Yahaba & Kentaro

It was Kentaro who take care both of you, he always looked down on people who approached Yahaba or you. When no one was around he was as meek as a puppy, but it was better not to go near one of his partners or he was capable of biting someone in the eye.

The three of you spend a lot of time together, most of the time Yahaba and you were together, since you shared that taste for retouching your hair a lot, so you two ended up going to the hairdresser together. Kentaro would only join when he had to dye his hair again.

Even so, the three of you always went out to walk the boy's dogs, you enjoyed petting them and holding onto his leash so that the boys could walk hand in hand. Like now, you were on the grass playing with the dogs, occasionally smiled when you saw your boyfriends spending time together.

You were the most affectionate and youi really liked that Kentaro spent time with Yahaba as well as with you, since at first he was a little reluctant to be with the other. (just guys trying to deny their feelings, nothing new)

A yawn came out of your mouth, lying down on the grass and being crushed by one of the puppies, who tried to lick your face. You tried to push the dog away, until a whistle made it step back. You caught Kentaro's typical scow, laughing quietly you approached him to hug him while Yahaba took care of the animals.

"Can we have dinner out today?"

They both looked at each other shrugging their shoulders, you smiled passing an arm around their waists, placing yourself in the middle of them.

"Where can we go then?"

You remained thoughtful for a few seconds, not knowing exactly what to answer to Yahaba.

"Fried chicken."

You two laughed at Kyotani mad expression, which was serious even though inside he was probably looking forward to having his request granted.

"Okay, then to KFC."

After releasing the dogs at home, you walked to the fast food place, to order whatever Kyotani wanted, because yes, you both consented him as much as you could, but it was impossible to deny something to such a baby with a murderous expression.

"Oi leave some chicken for the others!"

He grunted in response, devouring the chicken wings, throwing one at Yahaba, causing you to nearly choke out with your drink. You had to stop them, used to these little fights, being the one who had to scold them when they did something stupid, that is, almost all the time.

Hanamaki & Matsukawa

Mattsun was asleep, as he usually did after returning home. You and Makki looked at each other complicitly, while you had the cell phone in your hand he held a foam can. You silently counted to three to start recording, first he put the foam in one of Matsun hands and then he tickled his face. He woke up with a face full of shaving foam, frowning.

You two started to laugh and run, Mattsun didn't like being woken up like that. He caught you first, carrying you like a sack of potatoes, dumped you onto the couch.

“P-please have mercy!"

“Mercy was never an option."

You ended up crying and writhing on the sofa because of his unbearable tickling, now it was Makki who was recording with a smile until he saw how his boyfriend turned to look at him with a smile.

"Takahiro, honey."

Matsukawa crooned blinking repeatedly, even as he ran off you cut him off quickly recovering from your fit of laughter.

"Oh, none of that, if I have suffered the punishment you too."

"That's not very brrr of you." he screamed when Mattsun attacked him from behind, you smirked as he cried with laughter "I-I feel betrayed."

He put a hand to his chest, pretending to be hurt, hunching his body and turning his back on Matsun and you. Matsukawa denied to his nonsense, going back to his nap, leaving a small kiss on both of your cheeks.

"Come on Makki, you can't be mad at me."

He looked at you, turning his back on you again, although it was so you wouldn't see his smile, he crossed his arms, sighing heavily, continuing with his performance. His lips curved more when he felt how your arms were attached to his body.

"Hanamaki."

You dragged the last letter of his name, tight him into your arms, wanting him to look at you. He couldn't take it any longer and turned around, squeezing your cheeks with a big smile, you yelled as felt how your face began to ache, slapping the boy.

"Rude." he frowned, but looked amused at his girlfriend to steal a kiss and run away like a real thief. "Hey come back here yo-"

"You're making a lot of noise, let's go to sleep."

Matsukawa interrupted you by carrying to the sofa to hug you and fall asleep. You sighed running your fingers through his black hair, falling asleep too, Makki snapped a photo of the moment from around the corner, smiling down at the image.

He covered you two with a blanket, after posting the photo on social media of his mentioning that he had the best relationship ever.

Iwaizumi & Oikawa

"Then, the handsome prince rescues the two ladies who are imprisoned in the castle and-"

"For the fifth time, I'm not going to rescue your ass, Oikawa."

"But Iwa-chan!"

You could only laugh at oikawa's pout and iwaizumi's frown. You were next to Oikawa, dressed as a 'princess' on top of the bed, while Iwaizumi had a cardboard sword in his hand, pretending to be a knight. Oikawa was so insistent on doing a theatrical performance, even though he was just denying that he wanted to play princesses, you couldn't help but do as he asked.

"At least, will you do it for her?"

He fixed his gaze on you, who smiled sweetly at him, causing a faint blush in his cheeks, he sighed. With Oikawa he became tougher because he had known him since he was a fetus, but he was softer with you when it came to doing things, basically he couldn't deny you things because you were too cute, or at least not as irritating as his boyfriend.

Like Oikawa, he liked teasing his boyfriend (sometimes) more than you because you weren't that hard on him, and you usually went along with his jokes (because you also liked to mess with Oikawa a bit), even though Hajime later told you that you shouldn't.

“I-I... I will rescue you ladies!"

The captain held back his laughter but you clapped enthusiastically.

"You are a great gentleman!"

You jumped off the bed throwing yourself into his arms, he quickly grabbing you fearing you would fall.

"Be more careful, I might not have caught you."

You stuck out your tongue childishly, hugging his torso, making him feel an electric current go through his entire body.

"Oh, how dare you hug each other without me!"

He pouted, crossing his arms, Iwa raised an eyebrow sighing and motioning for him to come closer. With a smile, he surrounded the body of both of you, inhaling loudly as if he were in a fairy tale.

When you broke the hug, you left the games to lie down to do whatever, Oikawa looked at his phone while Iwaizumi comb your hair, strangely he was an excellent hairdresser.

A gasp of surprise left the setter's lips, he frowned at you two drawing your attention with a small tantrum.

"What the hell is wrong with you now trashykawa?"

"Did something bad happen, Tooru?"

He nodded furiously, showing his cell phone where a photo that had recently posted by Makki appeared.

"We are better than them!"

He raised his fist in the air with a smile, Iwaizumi frowned, holding back to punch him, but he didn't want to make him stupider.

"Aw, how cute, can we take a picture too?"

The boys looked at how you had sparkles in your eyes, they couldn't refuse.

"Of course!"

Oikawa grabbed the phone to take a selfie, he did the peace sign, you stuck out your tongue and Iwa just stood in the middle doing nothing special.

He laughed wickedly posting the photo, captioning it 'the true best relationship ever'. A minute after putting the photo in public he received a notification, Makki had written to him, 'girl, you can't beat us'.

[nealssuperfasthealingband-aids]

SFW ALPHABET W/ NEAL

A=AFFECTIONATE(How affectionate are they?How do they show affection?)

Neal wouldn't be the most physically affectionate person but he'd definitely praise his partner and would be comfortable with affectionate from his partner if they're the affectionate type.

B=BEAUTY(What do they love most about their S/Os body?)

S/O's eyes, would be the type to just randomly stare into his partners eyes with 0 explanation no matter if they're the most boring eyes in existence or the most beautiful eyes to ever exist.

C=CUDDLING(How often would they cuddle with their S/O?How would they act when cuddling?)

He'd probably not initiate the cuddling very often unless he's feeling drained and clingy but he would cuddle anytime his S/O wants to as long as he's free.

When cuddling he would simply be silent, soaking up the moment and holding on tight to his partner. If his S/O falls asleep he'd avoid moving for as long as possible and if he has to go to work he would try so so hard to not wake them up.

D=DOMESTIC(Do they want to settle down?How good are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Neal secretly yearns to settle down in a small village and live a relatively mundane life, similar to how we see him living in the beginning of B&M.

#1 MALE WIFE!!!!!!! The BEST when it comes to cleaning and cooking(he might use a tad bit of magic for difficult tasks) He wouldnt enjoy having either him or his partner taking care of all the chores and would make sure everything is split evenly.

E=EMOTIONS(When upset how to they express their feelings?How do they deal with their S/O being upset?)

He'd be the type to bluntly state it if the problem is with his S/O and try to talk it out, if he's upset about something else he would try to avoid his S/O until he's cooled down in fear of blowing up at them which he'd be extremely empathetic if he does.

Overall he would try to fix the issue as quickly as possible for his S/O, if his S/O is the type to shutdown and bottle it up he'd make it clear that he's there for them, but with a S/O who blows up when upset he would give them time to cool down before having a conversation about expressing emotions better.

F=FIANCEE(How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Hesitant about commitment, it'd take a good few years before he's completely ready to get married especially if we're talking pre-series or during the series it would be completely off the table until things are more stable.

G=GENTLE(How gentle are they both physically and emotionally?)

He's incredibly gentle with his partner and would rather die than hurt them in anyway, emotionally he's a bit tough on the outside but would be careful about his words when talking to his S/O.

H=HUMOUR(Do they like to make jokes? How often do they do it? What are their jokes like?)

Fsss dry humour/sarcasm rather then full out jokes, bro is THE sassiest man alive 24/7.

I=I LOVE YOUI(How fast do they say the L-word?)

Would end up saying it during a random moment of vulnerability like when cuddling or during a nice date, it'd be quite a while into the relationship but when he says it he means it with his full heart.

J=JEALOUSY(How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He wouldnt be in a relationship where he feels unsecure and would be very hard to rile up, when actually jealous he'd get kinda pouty but he would also make his protectiveness clear verbally or not.

K=KISSES(What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses would be soooooo soft and gentle but also a bit desperate(man's a lil touchstarved) Placement wise he'd be a palm and neck kisser cuz I said so, he'd enjoy face kisses in general so a forehead,cheek,nose, or a lip kiss would work.

L=LOVE LANGUAGE(Whats their love language?)

Acts of Service 100%, just helping with little things like cooking food or helping with absolutely anything his S/O asks for(he might complain about it but he loves helping his lover out)

M=MORNINGS(How are mornings spent with them?)

Wakes up way to early, some days he'll carefully escape the bed to go run errands and some days he'll just bask in the moment and just lay there as his S/O sleeps.

N=NIGHTS(How are nights spent with them?)

Seems like the type to read before bed and doesn't go to bed super early but also doesn't go to bed super late(the mysterious healthy sleeping schedule) Tries to make sure his partner also goes to sleep at a good time, will smother them if not 👍

O=OPEN(When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It takes a longgg while for him to open up, if it's pre-series then he'd be EXTREMELY hesitant and he would avoid even being in a relationship during the series. After the series he'd open up a lot quick but would still be closed off

P=PDA(How open to PDA are they?)

He doesn't personally care for it but he definitely won't stop his partner from doing things like holding hands or quick smooches here and there, if someone is visibly flirting/checking his S/O out he'll most likely confront them head on but if his S/O doesn't want that he'll just be grossly touchy w/ them.

Q=QUIZZES(How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers every little detail they tell him even if it's a offhanded remark, if they mention their favorite flowers are roses or something he'll end up getting them roses for dates even if it was a extremely small mention.

R=REMEMBER(What is their favorite moment in the relationship?)

Sweet little moments when comfortably just being in the presence of eachother or moments that are more domestic like baking together are his quilty pleasure.

S=SECURITY(How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Mf is a guard dog, would confront anyone who makes his partner uncomfortable and if someone tries to physically harm them you better believe hands are being thrown. He wouldnt exactly want to be protected in any way since hes the type to try to carry all the burdens but he'd secretly like his S/O being protective.

T=TRY(How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He'd make sure to have regular scheduled dates often, anniversaries are planned out weeks in advanced and are always special, the most thoughtful gifts to ever be gifted, he'd do a bunch of little things for his S/O daily.

U=UGLY(What would some bad habits of theirs be?)

He hides secrets in order to protect the people around him but it usually ends up with then being more hurt than they would've originally been if he was just honest.

V=VANITY(How concerned are they with their looks?)

He likes looking put together but thats about it for him.

W=WHOLE(Would they feel incomplete without you?)

He'd be wayyyyy to stubborn to admit it but after a breakup he'd be constantly thinking of his ex and how their doing but would never admit it to anyone and would act completely unaffected.

X=XTRA(A random headcanon for them)

Wants a cat, absolutely would become a cat dad with 29229921 cats of he had the option to.

Y=YUCKY(What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Judgemental people/bullies is a big red flag for him due to his experience being a diviner.

Z=Zzz(What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Has a death grip when sleeping and will cling to his partner obsessively. You need to get water? Good luck prying yourself outta his hold.

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This may be a long⬇️

Warning: this may have some cussing don't read if not allowed. enjoy

Creek: *Smirks evilly when he sees branch and walks up to em and taps em on the shoulder*

Branch: * Turns around in confusion then gasps in fright noticing who it is and is frozen for a second but then tacks a hold of emself and thinks about something and smirks having perfect combat for em* Is there something that you think is this important to the point where you gotta annoy the hell out of me?

Creek: *Is taken back by his sudden choice of words then collects himself knowing what he's trying to do and doesn't want that to happen* listen here blue bitch, I will say and do as I want. your are not to tell me what to say and do you hear me?!

Branch: *Perks head up* Hmm? Sorry I didn't hear you, it must be that your so annoying that I can't handle your voice.

Creek: *Is disgusted and shocked at how rude he's being* How dare you say thoes hurtful words to me!! Your tacking them all back right now Mr.!!! *Stomps foot like an angry two year old*

Branch: *Gives him the same face then smiles in his head having the perfect combat for em* Wow....It's kind of sad a little here bud, I was sure that your parents wouldn't have spoiled you rotten. Now I know why you are the way you are. You need to get a grip on life here bud...

Creek: You better tack that back, or YOU'LL REGRET IT!!!!

Branch: Will i?

Creek: *Scream out in anger*

Branch: *Notices some trolls and knows that creek doesn't like to show his weak side and knows how to get to em and steps up touches his hair and brushes it with his hand* It's really sad that your ugly hair and your stinky personality made poppy run away and up to me. *Yanks hair harshly*

Creek: *Screams in pain*

Branch: *Knees em in the aera and smiles at em on the ground now* Who's the puss now?

*Some trolls gather around watching branch tack down the village pretty boy with a couple gasps and whispers here and there*

Creek: *Tries to say something but gets cut off by branches hair* Hmmph!!!!!😡😡😡

Branch: What are you so angry about? Oh ik what it is....your being taken down but the guy you love picking on!!!!

Creek: *Looks around noticing everyone is now surrounding them while pointing and whispering at creek as embarrassment fills the air around creek knowing that picking on a troll isn't the best idea and you'd get into really bad trouble if you do*

Branch: And the kidnap-mmmph!!!!

Creek: *Tackles branch and hushes em with hand and looks up and around and notices a couple trolls gasping in shock and others backing away slowly in fear not wanting to be a part of the scene that their all witnessing and leans down and whispers into his ear harshly* I told you not to say anything!!!

Branch: *Tries to kick and push em off but nothing works since he's a whole lot stronger then he is*

Poppy: Creek Coward!!!! (That'll be his name😌)

Creek: *Hears that voice and ice cold water runs right through his veins and body and slowly looks up and notices the queen of trolls village standing in the distance a little away from with hands on her hips looking pissed of at em tapping her foot and tries to think of a lie* Bruh-Bronch was pissing me off and kept pocking me and I told em to stop and he-mmph

Branch: *Covers mouth and bites hand as creek flinches in pain and rips his hand away and screams out in pain* HE'S LIEING HE WAS TRYING TO *voice gets quicker and higher as creek is trying to shut em up from saying anything further then he's gotten already* PUT ME DOWN AND I DIDN'T ECCEPT IT AND TOOK EM DOWN AND NOW HE'S ALL -MMMMMMPHH *looks at poppy with pleading eyes but screams underneath creek's hand while trying to take it off so he can speak*

Poppy: CREEK!!!! DON'T MAKE ME FORCFULLY GRAB YOUY OFF!!!! CAUSE I CAN CERTAINLY DO THAT!!!! I GOT NO FEAR OF DOING SUCH A THING!!!! IT'S EAITHER THAT OR YOU LET BRANCH GO AND I WILL CHATE WITH YA!!!! ONE WAY OR ANOTHER I'M PUNISHING YOU, YOU DON'T DO THIS...YK KNOW THAT!!! SO IT'S YOUR CHOICE THE EASY OR THE HARD WAY, YOU CHOOSE!!!!!

Creek: *Stares at her pissed off but doesn't wanna do anything to her since she's the queen so feeling really angered he let's branch go and get's up and runs away*

Poppy* Gasps never having a troll run away from her before and a feeling that she's never felt before tacks over and runs after creek while yelling back at branch to go home and tack care of himself*

Branch: *Not wanting to have poppy hurt herself trying to protect and deal with creek but also doesn't wanna to get hurt trying to help her knowing what creek's capable of doing and wants to go home so making his way towards his bunker he thinks about it*

All the other trolls go their own directions whispering to each other about all that they had witnessed

Creek: *Runs then takes a look back and gasps noticing poppy closing up on em*

Poppy: Get your ass back here boy!!!!

Creek: *Terror strikes em and runs then trips and falls down giving poppy time to catch up and hold em down*

Poppy: *Notices and uses her hair and wraps it around creek's waist pinning em to the ground not letting em go and gets up to em and sits on em pinning his arms down*

Cree;* Gasps in fear and tries to escape but is only able to breaks his arms away and not his body since she has her hair tied around his waist witch makes it more harder for the escape to happen* leh LET GO!!!!!

Poppy: And let you hurt others?! Give me a break creek!!!! I thought you weren't that bad!!! But recently I'm starting to think that breaking up was the best thing I did and getting with branch was better then it was being with you!! I can't have a king hurting others, that's bad leadership. I want others to look at my village and WANT to come and stay, not be scared cause there's this guy who loves picking on others and beating them up. Ik your really really pissed but things gotta come to an end and this whole thing...HAS to stop right now. By you acting the way you are is causing the village to be unsafe...so I got no choice then to put you in the fungeon.....

Creek: WHAT!!!!!!! *Looks at her as if she was his mom and told him that he's loosing his phone for a month and won't get it back til the end*

Poppy: I'm so sorry but I can't have you acting like this, it's unsafe for the village itself..*Gets up and having creek's waist still in her hair she grabs his two arms and starts to pull em towards the fungeon slowly and creek squirms to break free from her*

Creek: NO NO NOOO!!!! LET ME GOOO!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO *Cries while his whole world crashes in front of em as they pass a few trolls watching em being pulled by the queen towards the fungeon and having a freak out scene on the way there*

They reach it

Poppy: *Lightly pushes em in there and with one more look she meets his scared teary drenched face before closing the door before hearing his muffled sobs of pure sorrow but tries really hard not to feel his hurt and makes her way back into the village and proceeds with her day then later on goes back to see how branch was doing and did some cuddling with em trying to comfort em, trying to make em feel at peace from all creek put em through *

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Calico - Chapter One

— pairing: Hybrid ot7 x Human Reader (Female) — genre: hybrid AU , fluff, angst, slow burn (like real slow), eventual smut — word count: 1.8K — Rating: M — warnings: trauma, mention of past abuse. 

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— chapter summary: 

Y/N runs a animal shelter, Calico was built on a simple principle, to help those who were in need. What will Y/N do when her sanctuary is threatened by an unexpected hybrid?

— A/N: This is going to be a series, I’m just getting back to writing, so I’d really appreciate your input and feedback <3

Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 3.5 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6

“So do you like your new puppy?” I asked the little girl that was trying to hold a squirming golden retriever pup. She frantically nodded her head. How cute!

“Congratulations on the new addition to your family! We’ll send someone for an inspection soon but I don't see how there can be any problems,” I reassured the parents. They were proudly beaming at their daughter, I doubt they even heard what you said. 

“I’m going to name him Bubbles!” Sana squeaked excitedly as the family left with their new pet. I suppressed a giggle, I was a sucker for cuteness. 

Seeing one of our animals get adopted was the best feeling in the world. Running a shelter was not the easiest thing in the world, grumpy animals, grumpy humans and an abundance of body fluids to clean up but it was rewarding. Calico was a no-kill shelter, a privately owned animal shelter. The upside was that we didn’t have to rely on the government for funding, the downside was the paperwork. Every animal that came to the shelter had to be meticulously checked and catalogued. 

The legalities were another headache. Most animals that came to Calico were rescues. We worked with several animal rights organizations that collected evidence and built cases against the owners. Sometimes we got rescues that weren’t exactly legal so we had to get the evidence and build the case ourselves. That’s why Calico had Song Hwa, a badass lawyer. She was just five feet tall but she could stare down men twice her size. 

“One down, two to go,” Jason said as he plopped down on the couch in your office. He was the head veterinarian at Calico, overseeing the health of the animals. He was also my best friend. 

“We have three potential families visiting tomorrow. How’s Hector doing?” I asked as I stretched in your chair. 

“He’s good but I’m still against the name Hector. He looks more like a Raphael,” Jason said with a frown. Last week one of our animal handlers Shownu found a box near the shelter’s gate. There was a small turtle in it, the poor thing was injured. Jason had to amputate his left hind leg because it was infected. 

“I’m not naming him after a mutant turtle. He’s a one legged turtle from the sea, he’s a pirate and nothing you say will change my mind,” I had named him after Hector Barbosa from Pirates of the Carribean movies after I won the rock paper scissors tournament against Jason. 

“Dorks,” Hana scoffed from the corner. She was the one who dealt with the potential families, showing them around the shelter, doing background checks and whatnot. I was the one who sealed the deal and dealt with the paperwork. I was terrible at social niceties, somehow I always ended up saying the wrong thing and had the worst timing in the history of humanity. 

Before Jason and I could retaliate Moonji burst through the door. “He’s back, Yonu is here,” he was breathless. He must’ve ran here all the way from the gates. Moonji was the other animal handler, he was a retired botanist with a wife and two daughters. 

We all collectively sighed. Yonu was a proud member of Animal Liberation Front, an extremist group or as the government would like to call them “animal rights terrorists”. Once in a blue moon Yonu would drop by without a warning to drop off rescued lab animals, he had a thing against scientists. The problem was that they were illegally acquired so we had to lie on the paperwork. Every time Yonu visited Calico, it was a stress fest for everyone, well everyone except Yonu. 

I reluctantly made my way to the exam room. Yonu was standing there bickering with Song Hwa with a box of rabbits. 

“We are NOT taking in the rabbits unless you tell us where you got them!” Song Hwa put her foot down. 

“It's classified,” Yonu said with a grin. 

“Then take them back,” Song Hwa was staring daggers at him.

“Yonu, you know we need to clear the legal side of things,” I shook my head, he knew how things worked. Usually he would brag about his conquest, giving us in depth details about his adventures. Sometimes he brought back research and documents for evidence.Something didn’t sit right with me. Where did he get the rabbits? Why wouldn’t he tell us?

“Sorry sugar, can’t share the details this time,” I sighed at his nickname. One day Yonu discovered that I didn’t like sugar in my coffee and he decided to start calling me Sugar. He was one annoying bastard. 

Jason was already weighing the rabbits and taking their temperature. No matter what methods Yonu used to ‘rescue’ the animals, we always took them in. Song Hwa always said I was too soft, she didn’t know how wrong she was.

There were seven rabbits in total. All white with long ears and pink noses. They were unusually small. “Yonu did you kidnap kittens?” I frowned as I leaned in to take a closer look. 

“No they are all adult males,” Jason interjected. He was checking them one by one, taking their blood to run tests, checking their limbs for any injuries, it was a routine procedure. 

“Aren’t they too small?” they were.

“Maybe they are like those toy poodles… toy bunnies?” Song Hwa suggested. It could be or maybe their growth was stunted. Either way, I didn’t like it, something was off about this, I just couldn’t put my finger on it. 

Jason was running blood panels in the lab as I took over the paperwork. The rabbits were safely left in a hatch outside in the garden. Yonu had miraculously disappeared as soon as we turned our backs and I was starting to get a headache. 

The rabbits barely showed any movement when they were being examined. They were practically limp in Jason’s hands. They had clearly been abused. I didn’t like the blank look in their eyes. Most of the time if the animal was scared it’d get defensive and lash out, it was a good sign, it meant that it still had its faculties. These rabbits didn’t make a squeak as they were moved to a new place, it was worrying. I just hoped they weren’t too far gone. 

“We have a problem,” Jason said as soon as I entered the lab. He was sitting in front of the computer, double checking the results. 

“This day just keeps getting better,” I murmured as I leaned in to see what he was looking at. Not that I could make any sense of it. 

“One of the rabbits is a hybrid,” did I hear that right?

“Come again?” did he just say what I thought he said?

“We have a hybrid in our hatch,” my heart sank.

The presence of a hybrid posed a threat to Calico. Not because he was dangerous, but because he was stolen. The laws regarding hybrids were still primitive in most countries. They were basically slaves to the system, regarded as sub-human. Hybrids were considered as property, something to be owned. Rare animal hybrids were highly sought after by the wealthy to show off their status. So technically the rabbit hybrid in our hatch belonged to someone, we had no right to keep him here. If his owner found out, they would sue us. If the government found that we were keeping a stolen hybrid they’d shut us down. 

“Let’s just send him to a hybrid shelter,” Shownu huffed. The staff was gathered in your office for an emergency meeting.

“Most of those shelters have terrible conditions. Why not just keep him here, we have license to house hybrids, it's not that big of a deal,” Jason said. 

“Might I remind you that he is stolen. We can’t keep him here, we have a shelter inspection next week,” Song Hwa frowned. 

Few months ago we had decided to expand Calico to accommodate hybrids too, we had enough room to do so. We had constructed a hybrid “enclosure” as per the government guidelines. They had sent us the requirements. … they wanted us to put people in cages. We all collectively agreed that no hybrid will ever be housed in that place. No matter what anyone said, they were still human. 

“We can’t just abandon him, who knows what those lab people did to him,” Hana retaliated and an argument broke out. I knew they loved this place, they all wanted what’s good for the shelter. This wasn’t this first time we had to lie but having a hybrid was different. None of us had ever dealt with a hybrid before, even if we decided to keep him, what then? But I knew I couldn’t hand him over. Calico was built on a simple principle, to help those who were in need. And that rabbit hybrid needed our help. 

“Enough. We took in the animals that Yonu had brought before because they needed help. We’ve lied on the documents and it’s no different this time. That hybrid needs our help, we just need to come up with a plan,” I passed the verdict. Not everyone liked it but I knew they’d never let me down. 

After the stressful day all I wanted to do was curl up on the couch with Jason and watch TV. Our house was on the edge of the property, secluded in the forest. It was a country cottage with a private garden. YouI stopped by the rabbit hatch on my way back. The poor bunnies were all squished together in a corner, scared of the new environment and the open space outside. 

I couldn’t tell which one was the hybrid as I leaned in to take a look. Looking for him was no use. Maybe talking would work. I sat down beside the hatch with a sigh.

“I know you’re there,” I said quietly. “It must’ve been scary huh? Being taken from the lab. Yonu, the man who brought you here, he’s a good person. He only wanted to help. His methods aren’t always ….well savory but his heart was in the right place. Do you know what this place is? It's called Calico, it's a shelter for animals. We take care of animals who need help and find them a new home. 

“This is my sanctuary. Nobody will hurt you here. You don’t have to be scared. You are safe here, I’m going to keep you safe, okay?” One of the rabbits was looking at me, he quickly ducked his head as he caught my gaze. I smiled, he was listening. 

“You must be hungry huh? Rabbits only get veggies and greens, don’t you want to eat pizza, and ice cream, and pancakes, maybe some sashimi…” I rambled on about food, about Calico and the staff, inside the hatch a bunny was listening intently to my stories. 

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Trost Has Fallen Part 2

Make it Right Series Chapter 11

Jean was the cocky bastard that walked around like he owned the place. Y/N couldn’t stand so when the time came that you were his sparring partner, you couldn’t wait to teach him a lesson.

Little did the both of you know, that sparring match would be the start of your unexpected relationship with Jean Kirschtein, that will change your life, and the rest of the Scout Regiment forever.

Chapter 1/Chapter 2/Chapter 3/Chapter 4/Chapter 5/Chapter 6/Chapter 7/Chapter 8/Chapter 9/Chapter 10/Chapter 12/Chapter 13/Chapter 14/Chapter 15/Chapter 16/Chapter 17/Chapter 18/Chapter 19/Chapter 20/Chapter 21

Tag list:  @empty-glass-full-of-emotion @dai-tsukki-desu

Disclaimer: It's not exactly how it happens in the anime in terms of which group is gathered together and timeline may change as well

Jean felt like he had no hope. Titans were in the wall, he was stranded with the other cadets and their ODM gear has run out of gas. He was slumped down to the ground with his head buried in his hands. Despite the sounds of screams and building being destroyed, all that Jean could think of was you. You were out there fighting the Titans and due to his selfishness, he was stuck here wondering if you were okay.

The rest of the cadets seemed to have given up, until Connie suddenly stood up from his seated position next to Jean. "Fuck the titans. I'm not dying here." Connie grunts and Jean rolls his eyes. "Like you have a choice." He laments.

"Fuck it. We should try to make it back to HQ and resupply."

"Are you crazy?! We barely have enough gas! It's a suicide mission!" Jean yells back. "I agree..." Bertholdt begins and Jean looks up at him in disbelief. "Shut up, Berhtoldt. Why the fuck would I listen to you?" Jean says through gritted teeth. Ever since he's noticed you getting close to Bertholdt, his presence seemed to anger Jean even more.

"Cut it out, Jean. Keep your attitude in check." Reiner growls and Jean huffs. "We should make a dash for it while we can...I'd rather die trying than stuck here like useless Titan food." Connie sighs.

"Will my death mean anything...after this..." Marco states which causes Jean to stare at him in sadness. Marco was always the positive one, seeing him give up made Jean realize how hopeless they really were.

"Fuck." Jean curses and shuts his eyes. Suddenly, Mikasa arrives and all the cadets stare up at her.

"Has anyone seen Eren?" She breathes and you all look to Armin who's shaking at the corner. Armin tearfully begins to name all the ones they've lost as Jean looks down. Mikasa seems unfazed and continues to berate the rest of them to fight, calling them cowards.

Jean's head shoots up. He's been called a coward too many times in the past few weeks. His mind suddenly takes him back to your argument by the lake. He sees your face clearly, the pain in your eyes and the disappointment in your voice. The word "coward" comes of your mouth and Jean's heart drops just like it did when he left you.

Jean stands up as soon as Mikasa leaves. "I'm not dying here." Jean says which causes the other cadets to look at him. "Keep your engagements short. Use as little gas as you can. Don't give up." Jean commands which leads everyone to look at him in confusion as he was against them trying to make it back to HQ. "What's gotten into you?" Connie asks but Jean continues forward. "Let's go." Jean commands and the rest follow him.

As Jean zooms through the air, he sees titans closing in. His heart drops as it dawns upon him that there would be no way to make it to HQ without sacrifice cadets on the way. One of the cadets Jean doesn't recognize suddenly runs out of gas. Other cadets rush in to help him, Jean shouts to stop them but it's too late as they're suddenly caught by titans and eaten. Jean shuts his eyes and continues to HQ.

As soon as Jean reaches HQ, he collapses onto his knees. His decision caused multiple deaths, blood was on his hands and he doesn't know how he can live with himself. He enters the building and sees the supply soldiers hiding and rage suddenly hits him. "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!" he yells which silences the room. "W-where you guys hiding here the whole time?" his voice shakes as he stares at all the soldiers coming out of their hiding places.

"Y-yeah...there are titans out there..." one of them whispers which angers Jean even more. "NO SHIT THERE ARE TITANS OUT THERE! People DIED because of you!" Jean starts to move forward but is pulled back by Marco.

Suddenly, Titans start to burst through the walls. The cadets scatter and try to hide behind whatever form of cover they can find. Out of nowhere, an abnormal titan starts to fight off the titans. Stunned, Jean's eyes grow wide at the sight of the abnormal titan fending off the remaining titans.

Mikasa, Connie and Armin arrive and tell him that the abnormal titan is helping them which Jean can't believe.

In need of a way to clear out the Titans that have infiltrated the headquarters' supply room, They search the building for weapons, eventually finding buckshot rifles amid the Military Police Regiment's supplies. Armin devises a plan to clear out the Titans in the supply room using the rifles to blind them so that others can cut their napes.

As they resupply, Jean's morality is down. He couldn't help but think about all the lives were lost because of him. Suddenly, Marco sits beside him. "I killed those people..." Jean sighs and Marco places an arm on his shoulder.

"No...you didn't." Marco says and Jean looks up at him.

"Wh-what?"

"You're a good leader actually." Marco began and Jean stared up at him in disbelief. "Your skill at recognizing a situation as it unfolds, gives you a clear grasp of what needs to be done now, you know? You made the right call. It's what got me moving. It's why I'm alive now."

"B-but—" but before Jean could finish, Mikasa and Armin they're going to observe the abnormal titan, so he, Reiner, Berhtoldt and Annie follow. The abnormal titan is being eaten by its fellow titans and Reiner suggests they help him. "Are you serious?! Helping a titan?!" Jean yells but before Reiner could argue, the abnormal titan breaks free and collapses. Suddenly, the back of the titan's neck opens, and an unconscious Eren is left sitting on top of the Titan's body. Jean is left frozen as well as the others, as Mikasa rushes down to rescue Eren. Jean's mind completely goes blank as he tries to internalize that Eren was responsible for the rampage they just witnessed.

Jean, Annie, Reiner and Bertholdt are put on standby with their fellow cadets, and are ordered not to tell anyone else about what they witnessed. Hearing an explosion coming from the Wall, Jean and the others who witnessed Eren's transformation recognize what is happening and immediately go to investigate.

During the mission to seal Wall Rose using Eren's Titan form, Jean, Conny, and Annie are given orders to lure Titans close to the Wall so that they can be killed using cannon fire. However, while they are working, Jean's ODM gear breaks and he is left stranded in the middle of the city.

Jean spots an abandoned building and takes shelter. As he slumps on the ground, his eyes shut and tears are streaming down his face. His mind goes to you. How he wasted the last few moments of his life hating you for for fighting for what's right when he could have been entangled in your arms in complete bliss. Suddenly, Jean spots a nearby corpse equipped with gear. Waiting until there are no Titans nearby, Jean attempts to take the corpse's gear for himself, but has a hard time getting it off the body. Jean finally manages to equip the gear while Annie, Connie, and Marco distract approaching Titans, and despite having a difficult time controlling it, manages to use the gear to maneuver his way to safety atop the Wall.

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You got separated from Armin after Thomas was eaten. Youi regrouped with Christa and Ymir and found your way to a top of a building. Your eyes widened as you witnessed an abnormal fight of other titans who were entering HQ. Closing your eyes, you hoped Jean was alright. Despite everything that was going on, the screams, the destruction, your mind shot back to Jean. A heavy feeling in your chest set in, with the idea that if something were to happen to either one of you, you last left off on the worst of terms.

Thankfully, you got word that cadets were gathering on top of the Wall. Fighting of the remaining titans, your heart drops as you fail to rescue one of the cadets with you as she's devoured, her blood splattered on your blouse. Tears stream down your face as soon as you reach the top of the wall.

Looking around, you see Annie, Connie, Bertholdt and Reiner staring at you, Christa and Ymir in relief. Then your eyes land on him. Jean. Your eyes grow wide as your eyes meet his. Bertholdt helps you up from your crouching position and his breath hitches as he sees the blood on your shirt.

Suddenly, Bertholdt is pushed back and you feel strong arms grab you by your shoulders. You look up and you're met with Jean's crazed eyes, tears streaming down his face. The rest of the cadets stare at him in confusion at his sudden concern for you as you were always bickering and arguing in training.

"A-are you okay?" Jean's shaky voice surprises you. You weren't sure if you were alright, you witnessed the deaths of your fellow cadets and words weren't coming out of your mouth. "T-There's blood...everywhere..." Jean's eyes were scanning your body looking at the blood all over you.

"I-It's not my blood..." You manage to break out looking up at Jean whose eyes were filled with panic. "W-what..." Jean stammered as he continued to hold you by your shoulders. "It's not my blood." You said more clearly and Jean's eyes suddenly shifted to relief. He held you there for a moment then suddenly, pulling you into his arms and embracing you.

You were stunned at first, but then quickly melted into his embrace and let the tears flow out of your eyes. To you and Jean, it was just the both of you in each other's arms on the Wall as you stayed that way, with everyone else looking at each other in shock at the sight of you and Jean, holding onto each other for dear life.

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FFXIV Write 2021 Prompt #20: Petrichor

Petrichor – a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.

The seaside cave well shimmered, and a woman fell out.

She groaned in pain, clutching her head. She tried opening her eyes and almost immediately pressed them shut again, recoiling from what was not a particularly bright sunlight, but seemed blinding to her.

“What….what the hells was that…by the Titans why is it so loud??” she muttered, to no one in particular. The tide wasn’t particularly high, but the sound of waves crashing against the rocky shoreline provided a constant background noise.

She stumbled towards the entrance. It led to a rocky shoreline. She still wasn’t quite ready to open her eyes, but the pain her feet felt as she stepped on rocks to get to the path that led away from the cave opening led her know that somewhere her boots that she vaguely remembered wearing were apparently gone.

Finally, after what seemed like entirely too many steps, she felt grass under her feet instead of sand and rock. She fell to her knees, clutching her forehead. Her mind was swirling with concepts and ideas she knew she’d never known before but somehow felt like second nature to her, as though she’d spent years working with them. What was happening to her?

Her lips felt dry, and she wet them with her tongue. Wait, lips? Since when did she have lips? Ugh, had she just covered them in ichor? Wait…no her tongue tasted salt…salt on the air. But she’d been near oceans any number of times in the past decade or so, she’d never remembered tasting that since…her change. Everything had been cold and numb and lifeless, and she’d grown accustomed to it. Now she felt warm. Wait, no, she felt like she was burning, just a little. Was she on fire?

She forced her eyes open. No….that was just the sunlight beating down on her skin. Her arms and hands, they have living, feeling skin.

She looks at them in terror, breathing rapidly rising. The light is too bright again, and she shuts her eyes again. The sensations, there’s too many of them, too much all at once, she can’t-

“Madam, are you all right?”

It’s a voice, another woman’s. She focuses on it. She sounds genuinely concerned. She opens her eyes, trying to focus them on the direction the voice came from, and slowly but surely they focus on a woman in a black dress (robes?) trimmed in gray feathers or fur. She has brilliant silver eyes that almost perfectly match her hair and….wait, are those cat ears on her head?

She opened her mouth. A weak voice that she doesn’t immediately recognize emerged. “Please. I…I don’t know what’s happened to me.

The cat-eared woman reached into the pack she was carrying, pulling out what looks to be a light colored blanket the color of grass and trees. She wraps it around her. It feels soft and worn. As she takes the blanket and draws it in close, she realizes that same softness is all around her, and that she must have been naked. “Th…thank youi”

“Of course.” replied the other woman. “My name is Y’shtola. Can you tell me what befell you?”

Her voice is soothing, and the woman felt like she could be trusted. “Um…well, the last I remember, I was deep in the jungles of Stranglethorn, places that no civilization had touched in centuries, and I came across a cave. I was looking for…someone, and I tracked them to a cave. It was…deep. I have no idea how it got there, it certainly didn’t seem like a natural formation. A-anyway, I made it to the back and I sensed a strange magic, obscured in one of the walls. I placed a hand near it, to try and get some kind of a sense of what it might be….and it yanked me into the wall…through the wall, really. Then I saw…strange sights I can’t make sense of. I must have blacked out, because I woke up in another cave back over there.” She raised a single arm back in the direction of where she came. “And now….everything is so bright and loud and my thoughts aren’t making any sense, and everything feels…just feels weird. Wait…”

She opened her eyes again, looking at her arms. Smooth, slightly pale but still healthy skin covered them. Her eyes went wide, she immediately picked up the blanket wrapped around her front and looked underneath it. That same skin covered her entire body. There was no sign of decay or open wounds that had to be stitched shut. She looked fit and healthy (and had some gorgeous curves, she noted with a blush) “No…this can’t be….how….I’m ALIVE??”

Everything gets loud in her ears again, and only now does she realize it’s not the ocean, that is her breathing. Rapid and shallow and growing in intensity. She’s panicking.

Y’shtola is in front of her again. “Breathe deeply, my dear. In, and hold for a bit, that’s it. Now out, slowly. Good. A few more times, if you please.”

She complies with her instructions, and soon, she feels calmer. “I…I haven’t needed to do that in so long. Was it always that loud?”

Y’shtola smiles. “I suspect you’ll get used to it soon enough, if what I am guessing about you is at all accurate.”

The woman looks at her, fear in her eyes. Or maybe it’s hope. “Do…do you know what’s happened to me?”

“I have a hypothesis. But to confirm, I’ll need to ask you some things, if you’re up for that.”

“Please.”

Y’shtola nods and helps her sit, wrapping the blanket around her to both sit on and protect her modesty. before sitting next to her. She looks her up and down, a hand on her cheek. “First of all, would I be accurate in stating that you were a walking sentient corpse before you came through? A…what was the term…undead?”

The woman nods.

“Your people called themselves “the Forsaken”, right? Because though you’d regained free will, you believed the rest of the world would shun you for your state?”

“Yes. But I’ve never seen anyone with….forgive me if this is offensive, but ears like yours. So how do you know all of this? Where exactly am I?

Y’shtola smiled at her. “It is not. And there is a reason you haven’t. This may be hard for you to understand, but…you are no longer on your world. This world is known as Hydaelyn, though it has other descriptors as well. There is much about the Rift we do not understand, but for the one other instance of this that I have an example of, the person who came through had their own form altered as well. You…you may not look as you remember.”

Y’shtola looks above her eyes, to the…top of her head? The woman’s right arm reaches out to touch it. Her hair is soft, and she brings it to the front of her eyes. It’s graying, even has some blue in the highlights, but it’s a healthy color. It feels strong, not the putrid pile of straw she’d had for too many tears. Her arm keeps raising and she finds…something soft growing off the top of her head. Her other arm shoots up and finds a similar one on the same side. “What on….are those….are those RABBIT EARS?” Her arms shoot to the side of her head. Nothing, just more smooth skin.

She stood, quickly looking around. There was a stream, not far from where they were sitting that fed into the ocean, and she bolted for it. Once she made it there, she leaned over. The water’s reflection wasn’t perfect, but she was able to make out enough details. “Oh, Light…” She began tearing up, placing her hand over the lower half of her face before she quickly dropped it again.

Y’shtola came up behind her, draping the blanket over her again. “Apologies if this is unwanted, we are alone out here, but I did not wish for a stranger to behold your nude form if you did not want that.”

She sniffed, wiping a tear from her face. “No, I wouldn’t. Thank you. I’m sorry for running like that, I just…”

“I know this is all a shock, and to look so different must be-“

“No, you don’t understand.” the woman interrupted, emotion thick in her voice. “Ears aside…that face…is mine. It’s what I looked like so many years ago, before I died. Hells it’s even before the decades long passage of time of being human. I…I never thought I’d see this face again.” She sniffed.

Y’shtola looked a bit startled. “Ah…well I’m very happy for you. And the, ah, ears? I assume you didn’t have anything like them previously.”

She chuckled. “No, I didn’t. But honestly, they’re kind of cute. Is this something unique to this world? I saw…I saw your tail when I got up. Do people in this world have animal features? Wait, is that insensitive? I’m so sorry if it is.”

Y’shtola laughed. “No, not everyone. My people are called Miqo’te. We do have features that are also shared with feline creatures. Your….what you have become are known as Viera. They have rabbit-like ears.

“Miqo’te and Viera. Well, at least this world calls its peoples prettier names than where I came from. So, um, you mentioned another person came through this portal before me?”

“Ah, yes. I wasn’t here when this happened, you see. He only told me the story recently, within the past couple of days, actually. That’s why I was out here, I wanted to investigate this portal and see what I might learn of it, and maybe ward it so that no one discovered it from our side. His story was remarkably similar to yours, actually. He stumbled into it and fell through, emerging here in a body returned to life in prime health. Before that he was undead, himself, though he became a hyur instead of a viera. Hyurs, from what he said, are physically similar to a species called “humans” from your world. Azeroth, I believe that was the name, yes. Is that what you were before you…died?”

The woman grabbed Y’shtola’s shoulders. “The person who came through, he was a male Forsaken? How long ago? Do you know where he is?”

Y’shtola’s shock gave way to suspicion. “I know where he can be found, yes. But you said you were tracking someone. Do you mean him harm? Because he is a dear friend of mine, and I’ll not bring you to him if you do.”

She shook her head. “No…the person I was tracking is…he’s extremely important to me. Someone I thought I had lost, that might have been dead. But I uncovered evidence that he’d been seen to the south, and so I…”

Y’shtola cursed her lack of natural sight, because she suddenly had a feeling she knew who this woman was. Though she could sense the hope and trepidation this woman’s aether, she couldn’t behold simple physical details, and a glimpse of her own eyes would confirm it. But instead, she had to ask.

“My lady…what is your name?”

Startled, the woman blinks. “It’s…Gwenefyr. Gwenefyr Franks. The man I’m looking for is named Aleister Franks. He’s my…my husband. Is….is he the man you’re referring to.?”

Y’shtola inhaled sharply. “By the Twelve, it’s really you. He….yes, Gwenefyr Franks, he is. He…he thinks you’re dead!

Gwenefyr Franks laughed with joy. “I thought he was for the longest time! But he’s here! What has be been doing? Will you take me to him, please, Y’shtola?”

“Of course! Please come with me! I’ll….there’s a lot to cover of what he’s been up to. Even I don’t know the full tale, but…I’m part of an order that’s dedicated to saving this world, we use the term “star”, by the way, from forces that would see it annihilated. It’s called the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. Aleister…he’s a member as well. I’ll take you to our headquarters, our home, and if he’s not there, our administrator will know how to get in contact with him. I will see you two reunited by any-“

Thunder rumbled overhead. Clouds had gathered above the two, unnoticed as they spoke. Rain began pouring down.

“Well, we’d best get moving. This will slow us down some, but it shouldn’t take long to reach the nearest settlement, and from there we can-” Y’shtola realized that Gwenefyr hadn’t moved. “Gwenefyr? Are you all right?”

She had closed her eyes and was inhaling through her nose deeply

“Gwenefyr? Is aught amiss?”

“No…I just…I really loved the smell of the earth just when it starts to rain. It always makes me think of renewal and growth. And that feels kind of fitting right now.”

Gwenefyr smiled and tried to dance in the rain, but quickly stopped when she realized that such an action was proving difficult when keeping the blanket covering her naked form.

“You, uh, you think we can find some clothing along the way, Y’shtola?”

Y’shtola smirked at her. “Don’t want to greet your husband in the altogether?”

“Not in front of anyone else!”

“Sensible, given the motley crew that makes up the Scions. Yes, I suspect we can find you some clothing along the way. I’ll even cover the cost for you, since I doubt you’re hiding money anywhere on you.”

Gwenefyr laughed. “Well, I’ll pay you back…somehow. “

“I accept payments in embarrassing tales about Aleister!”

“You have yourself a deal!”

[goldenkookietae]

Break Something | KNJ

BTS Imagine: Ficmas Edition!

“Are you sure you don’t want to help bring them down?” You ask with a frown as you look at your phone screen, your boyfriend preoccupied with the Christmas filters on his phone.

“Uh, no.” He mutters distractedly and you sigh.

“But why? You were so excited last year to help decorate! Why not this year?” You ask when Namjoon finally settles on one filter and finally pays attention to what you’re saying.

“Uh, I just am a little tired, a little sleepy too.” He says and your eyebrows furrow in concern. He had been perfectly fine until this morning but as soon as you’d told him you’d be bringing down stuff from the attic for Christmas decor, he’d slipped into his room ever so silently.

“Wait, I’m coming to our room.” You say as you start climbing the stairs to your shared bedroom, ready to take care of youy boyfriend till he feels better to help you out. With all the boxes in the attic, you would definitely need an extra pair of hands.

Immediately Namjoon’s face shifts to a look of panic and he opens and closes his mouth as if he’s thinking of saying something but can’t figure out the right words.

“I’m fine, I’m perfectly fine. I juse need to sleep a little.” He says smiling a bright smile that has you stopping in the middle of the staircase. Something was definitely wrong.

You cut the call as you make your way to the room, pushing open the door and leaning against the frame as you watch Namjoon sit up and look at you nervously.

“Spill the beans Joonie.” You say and fix your gaze on him as he ruffles his hair probably thinking of whether or not he should tell you what’s bothering him.

“Well, it’s just. The last time I helped you bring them down I accidentally broke a bunch of decorations. A lot of them actually. We spent a whole day cleaning it up and I don’t wanna add on to the work.” He sighs and your lips stretch into a soft smile.

“Oh, Joonie.” You say as you walk up to him and climb onto the bed, straddling his waist and comfortably settle into his lap. His arms come around you instantly and you wrap yours around his neck.

“You’re so adorable, you know that baby?” You say and Namjoon scrunches his nose.

“That has nothing to do with-” He starts and you cut him off with a quick peck.

“What-” You kiss him again. And again, and again.

When he finally gives up speaking and instead just waits for you to stop attacking him with kisses, you smile and pull back. You card your hands through his soft hair and Namjoon closes his eyes to focus on how good it feels.

“Joonie.” You call and he opens his eyes slowly, waiting for you to say something.

“I want you to help me because that’s us spending time together, nothing else matters Joon. You’re important.” You say and your heart melts at the shy smile on your boyfriend’s face.

“Really?” He asks.

“Really.” You nod and peck him again.

“Now, come on. Let’s go break something.” You pull him up and drag him out the room and Namjoon follows with a chuckle.

“That I can do.”

“Crap!” Jin curses he looks at your favourite coffee mug now on the floor in pieces. He had only been reaching for the sugar jar behind and had totally forgotten that he could now touch things at will. “Well, I’m sorry Namjoon, I’m sure you’ll be forgiven.” 

A/N: For those of you who're confused, Jin is the harmless funny ghost that lives in your shared house with any BTS member. He makes an appearance in all the imagines I write. (Gifs aren't mine)

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[shiningloki]

“Get On Your Knees And Pray To Me” Playlist

I’ve been wanting to make a playlist for my Loki x Reader fic “Get On Your Knees And Pray To Me” for a while and now that we’re getting deeper into the fic, it’s time to do just that! So, since today is my birthday, consider this my own birthday gift to you! Here you will find a list of songs with links to play them on Youtube that remind me of this fic as well as a few select lyrics from each song that particularly stand out to me. 

Happy listening!

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Hymn for the Weekend - Coldplay

Oh, angel sent from up above You know you make my world light up When I was down, when I was hurt You came to lift me up

Dangerous Woman - Ariana Grande

Don't need permission Made my decision to test my limits 'Cause it's my business God as my witness Start what I finished Don't need no hold up Taking control of this kind of moment I'm locked and loaded Completely focused my mind is open

All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God Don't ya stop, boy

Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't

Magic Man - Heart

Cold, late night so long ago When I was not so strong you know A pretty man came to me I never seen eyes so blue You know, I could not run away it seemed We'd seen each other in a dream Seemed like he knew me, he looked right through me, yeah

"Come on home, girl" he said with a smile "You don't have to love me yet, let's get high awhile But try to understand, try to understand Try, try, try to understand, I'm a magic man"

Lurk - The Neighbourhood

I fuck 'cause I need to, I fuck when I want I'll fuck you in love, even though it is not I'll fucking digest you, one kiss at a time You wish I was yours, and I hope that you're mine

I'm thinking we should ride To a place that we don't know To a place where no one's seen us before I'm thinking, you and I Better just go with the flow Last thing that we should do is go slow

Earned It - The Weeknd

You make it look like it's magic 'Cause I see nobody, nobody but you, you, you.

So I'ma care for you, you, you I'ma care for you, you, you, you, yeah 'Cause girl you're perfect You're always worth it And you deserve it The way you work it 'Cause girl you earned it, yeah Girl you earned it, yeah

Adore You - Miley Cyrus

Baby, when you hear me When I'm crying now for you I'm scared, oh So scared Oh, when you're near me I feel like I'm standing with an army of men Armed with weapon Yeah, oh

When you say you love me No, I love you more And when you say you need me No, I need you more Boy, I adore you I adore youI love lying next to you I could do this for eternity You and me

Something - The Beatles

Something in the way she moves Attracts me like no other lover Something in the way she woos me

Something in the way she knows And all I have to do is think of her Something in the things she shows me

Do I Wanna Know? - Arctic Monkeys

Been wonderin' if your heart's still open And if so, I wanna know what time it shuts Simmer down an' pucker up, I'm sorry to interrupt It's just I'm constantly on the cusp of tryin' to kiss you I don't know if you feel the same as I do But we could be together if you wanted to

Heaven - Julia Michaels

Love's my religion but he was my faith Something so sacred so hard to replace Fallin' for him was like fallin' from grace

All wrapped in one he was so many sins Would have done anything, everything for him And if you ask me I would do it again

Magic - Coldplay

Call it magic, call it true I call it magic when I'm with you And I just got broken, broken into two Still I call it magic, when I'm next to you

And I don't, and I don't, and I don't, and I don't No I don't, it's true I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't, no, I don't Want anybody else but you

Woman - Harry Styles

I'm selfish, I know But I don't ever want to see you with him I'm selfish, I know I told you, but I know you never listen

I hope you can see the shape that I'm in While he's touching your skin He's right where I should, where I should be But you're making me bleed

Sunday Morning - Maroon 5

Fingers trace your every outline Paint a picture with my hands Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm Change the weather, still together when it ends

That may be all I'll need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave, yeah

Mine - Bazzi

You so fuckin' precious when you smile Hit it from the back and drive you wild Girl, I lose myself up in those eyes I just had to let you know you're mine

Hands on your body, I don't wanna waste no time Feels like forever even if forever's tonight Just lay with me, waste this night away with me You're mine, I can't look away, I just gotta say

Make Me Feel - Janelle Monae

It's like I'm powerful with a little bit of tender An emotional, sexual bender Mess me up, yeah, but no one does it better There's nothin' better

That's just the way you make me feel That's just the way you make me feel So real, so good, so fuckin' real That's just the way you make me feel That's just the way you make me feel

Truly, Madly, Deeply - One Direction

And truly, madly, deeply, I am Foolishly, completely falling And somehow you kicked all my walls in So baby, say you’ll always keep me Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you

I hope I’m not a casualty, I hope you won’t get up and leave May not mean that much to you But to me it’s everything, everything

Once in a Lifetime - One Direction

When I close my eyes All the stars align And you are by my side You are by my side

Once in a lifetime It's just right And we are always safe

Not even the bad guys in the dark night Could take it all away

Versace On The Floor - Bruno Mars

I unzip the back to watch it fall While I kiss your neck and shoulders No don't be afraid to show it all I'll be right here ready to hold you Girl you know you're perfect from Your head down to your heels Don't be confused by my smile 'Cause I ain't ever been more for real, for real

So just turn down the lights (down the lights) And close the door (close the door) Ooh I love that dress But you won't need it anymore No you won't need it no more Let's just kiss 'til we're naked, baby

Versace on the floor Ooh take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl Versace on the floor Ooh take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl

Finally Free - Niall Horan

When you're right here beside me There's nothing else I need Your eyes keep me reminded That nothing's out of reach When you're with me It feels like I'm finally free Feels like I'm finally free

[lostscenarios]

Our Little Secret (DK x You)

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request : “Hello!! Do you take req right now? If you do, pleade write mafia au with DK thank youy something fluff angst”

word count : 1,345 words

a/n : I’m backkkk from the dead! I am slowly working on some old requests and writing some new things so be sure to check out my tumblr :) 

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“When are you going to tell him?” 

“...I don’t know. I just...haven’t found the right time yet.” You reply as you go mindlessly scroll through your phone.

“Okay but you know you can’t keep it from him forever Y/N, he has to know.” Your best friend says.

Letting out a sigh, you nod your head. “I know, I just...I need some more time.”

-

It wasn’t easy dating Lee Seokmin. In fact, nothing about your relationship was easy. As a member of one of the most feared mafias in all of South Korea, your boyfriend, and his friends had a notorious reputation. It was because of his job that more than often your dates took place at your apartment or his apartment. 

However, despite his line of work, Seokmin was a great boyfriend. He treated you like a princess and never allowed you to lift a finger when he was around. Overall, he was the best boyfriend that anyone could have considering the circumstances surrounding your relationship.

You knew Seokmin like the back of your hand. He was willing to do anything for you. And you knew that if the time came, Seokmin would most definitely drop everything to be with you. Even dropping his own brotherhood, the brothers who had saved him from a horrible life on the street (not that being in the mafia wasn’t bad because he did do a lot of dirty work). 

Which is why you were really scared to tell him the secret that you had been hiding for a few weeks. 

“I think she’s cheating on me,” Seokmin said as he burst into the living room of Seventeen’s hideout.

“You what?” Minghao said as he looked at Seokmin like he was crazy.

Running his hand through his hair Seokmin said, “I think Y/N’s cheating on me. Our relationship hasn’t been the same lately, and I’ve noticed that she’s been distancing herself a lot. I’m really scared that she’s been seeing someone else.” 

“Are you stupid?” Mingyu asked as he walked into the room. 

“Don’t call me stupid, this is serious!” Seokmin cried out.

“He’s right, you’re dumb. Did you forget that you happen to be a member of one of the most infamous mafias in all of South Korea? You don’t need to wait to find out whether or not Y/N is cheating on you. You can find out anything with the snap of your fingers.” Minghao said with a sigh of annoyance.

“B-But that would be invading her privacy, and I would never do that to her!” Seokmin wailed in frustration.

Standing up Minghao looked at Seokmin annoyingly, “Not like that you idiot! Bug her phone. She’s always on her phone, isn’t she? Maybe you’ll get some answers to all of these questions if you listen in during one of her conversations.”

“I don’t know guys. I feel bad about this.” Seokmin said as he paced back and forth.

Rolling his eyes Mingyu slapped his knees, “Well I think it’s a great idea.” 

-

It’s been a few weeks since your last phone call with your best friend, and you’ve been dying to talk to her again. Due to your conflicting schedules, it’s been really hard for both of you to find time to catch up, and today you were finally going to be able to catch up with each other. However,  there was just one slight problem. 

Seokmin was over at your apartment.

You had been avoiding your boyfriend for a few weeks now, and it was only a few hours ago when he who shall not be named waltzed into your apartment demanding for “bonding time” and “cuddles”. Looking at your boyfriend who was now drifting off to dreamland on the other side of the sofa, you decided that now would be the best time for you and your friend to call each other. If Seokmin planned on staying over (which you were more than confident that he was planning to) then now would be your only chance to talk to her.

Tiptoeing to your bedroom, you quietly closed your bedroom door and called your friend.

Despite how quiet you tried to be as you made your escape to your bedroom, your boyfriend was already one step ahead of you. Opening his eyes, Seokmin stretched his arms and made his way to your bedroom. Putting one ear on the door he listened to your ongoing convo with your best friend.

“So how was your appointment? Are you all good?” Your best friend asked.

Shrugging your arms you replied, “Same old stuff. The doctor just said that I need to continue eating a variety of foods. Other than that, peanut and I are perfectly fine.”

“I can’t believe you haven’t told Seokmin yet Y/N. It’s been weeks and you don’t have much time left until you start showing!” Your friend complained through the phone.

“I know! I know! It’s just...how am I supposed to tell him ‘Hey Seokmin, by the way, I’m carrying your baby-”

“YOUR PREGNANT?” Seokmin screamed as he burst into your bedroom.

Looking at Seokmin in horror you quietly told your friend, “Hey...I’ll call you back later. Something came up.” 

“Seokmin, listen to me. I c-can explain.” 

“You’re pregnant Y/N. How long were you going to keep this from me?” Seokmin looked at you with tears in his eyes.

“I didn’t plan on not telling you! I just never found the time to tell you this. And besides, we both have been so busy that there just wasn’t a time where we could both just sit down and discuss it.” You cried.

“Baby, I-I just. This whole time I thought you were cheating on me, and now I feel so stupid!” Seokmin said as he walked across the room and grabbed your hands. “You’re the most important person in my life, and for the past two weeks, I made myself believe that you were probably cheating on me with someone better. Someone who could take care of you like the way I can’t.”

“First of all, ow. How shallow do you think I am? I would never cheat on you Seokmin. And second of all, I would never leave you for anyone else Seokmin. At the end of the day, you’re the only person that I can see myself with. And if it’s not you, then I don’t want another meaningless relationship.” You said as you looked at Seokmin with all the love in the world.

Slowly placing his hands to the front of your stomach, Seokmin smiled at you, “So how long have you known?”

“Ten weeks.” You winced as you placed your hands on top of his.

“YOU KEPT THIS A SECRET FOR TEN WEEKS?!” Seokmin exclaimed!

Weakly smiling you whispered, “Y-Yes?”

“Huh. Guess I’ll just have to order enough takeout for three people then.” Seokmin said as he gently squeezed your hands.

“W-Wait. You’re not mad at me?” You shyly asked Seokmin. “I just thought that you would be mad considering where you’re at in your career right now. It’s my fault that I forgot to take my pill (pls remember to take your pills everyone, I’m really bad at it and forget to take them) and now we’re having a baby. A baby’s a huge responsibility Seokmin, I don’t think I’m financially or mentally stable enough to care for a child. I don’t know what to do.” 

Looking at you like you were crazy, Seokmin squeezed your hands again, “Why would you think that I would be mad? We’re having a baby. I’ve been wanting to start a family with you for as long as I can remember. And now everything is finally falling into piece. You don’t have to worry about doing this alone Y/N. I’ll be with you every step of the way from now on. Sure I wasn’t expecting it to happen just yet, but we can start the first step of moving in together and work on it from there. It’ll be fine.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.” 

[bakugous-bakahoe]

Ooo! Pro hero denki with a pro hero s/o who hates wearing their own merch, so denki buys all of it, and wears it to one of their dates!

“I’m your number one fan” (Kaminari Denki x Reader)

Kaminari Denki x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) doesn’t like her Pro-Hero merch, while Denki on the other hand loves your merch and he is going to prove that you merch is great.

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First person POV

Being a pro hero was really stressful to say the least.

There was a lot of things that you need to do. It’s not just about saving a couple of people and boom, you have the highest ranking. You have to do interviews, press-conferences, planning and the amount of merchandise. That is what I hated the most, there was so much. My boyfriend, Denki, was loving the amount of merchandize he was getting. We worked in the same agency as Kirishima and Bakugou.

All of us had figurines, t-shirts, plushies, mugs and posters. It was a mess especially now. We were in one of the coference room, there we had boxes and boxes of merch that we need it to sing it all for a special event. This was so time comsuming and boring. If anyone walks into the room they could see that this was sucking the life out of us.

“This is so fucking awful” I said with my face places on the table.

“What do you mean? This is so awesome!” Kaminari said has he kept signing posters. Onthe other side of the table Kirishima was has exated has one of his best friends. 

“Yeah, Look at all this poster. I look so manly!” Kirishima exclaimed has he look at one of his posters that was straking a pose. 

“Oi, shitty hair, SHUT UP.” Bakugou yelled. I just looked at my side Denki was happy has anyone can be. Thank go tomorrow is our day off. Even though Denki and i work together, we haven’t had any time together. So, tomorrow we are going on a date and it’s wonderful.

“C’mon, Babe. This is so fun. Look at us.” Denki was showing me a poster of us posing together. God, the that one looks horrible. Denki could noticed that my sour face because he looked at me with does doughy eyes of his and started to say.

“What’s  wrong?” He asked with concern in his voice. 

“I just don't like my merch. I look stupid in them.” 

“No, you don’t!” He placed both of his hand on my cheeks. He was squiching my face. “Baby, you look so wonderful. They look awesome, you look like you’re about to kick some ass.” He said with a bright smile.

“Thank god, tomorro is our day off right!” I said leaning foward to kiss him. I the kiss was quick but sweet. Then I started to hear Bakugou screaming at us.

“OI, STOP WITH THAT COUPLES SHIT. LET’S JUST FINISH THIS AND GO!”

“Yeah, yeah.” Denki said while he give me a nother peck and continued to sign the posters. We continued to sign every poster, mug and note book we had. It was now 11:30 and we started to get out of our suit and pack our bags. I was waiting for Denki in the loby. When i heard his voice coming from the stair i closed my phone and looked up i saw him with his work brief case and a black re-useble bag.

“Denki, where did you get that bag? Did you brought from the aparment?” I wondered because I didn’t see it with him this morning.

“Yeah, I just had some thing that need it to bring home.” I said okay and waved goodbye to the guys and interlocked  my arm with his. We started walking to our shared aparment that wasn’t to faraway for the agency. Today was such a slow day. I tilt my head so that it was reasting on Denkis shoulder. 

“(Y/N), can you tell me why exacly you don’t like your merch?” He asked,we just kept walking. We were arriving to the aparment complex.

“i just don’t like how I look. I just look weird.” I said while Denki opened the door for me and I walked in.

“Babe, you look so awesome! Especially with your hero suit, it’s one of the best suits out there!” He exclamied.

“Thank you, baby but right now i just want to take a shower and go to sleep.” I said yawning while getting into the elevator. 

“Well, I’m going to set you a bath and tomorrow, we can go to the cafe that opened last week.” He said while taking one of my hand and kissing my knuckles.

“God, you’re to good to me.”

“Well, it’s one of my many talets.” He said and that is exactlywhat he did. He made a bubble bath  for the both of us and it was one of the most relaxing thing ever. After we took a bath we got dressed and went to sleep. The next day, I got dressed, went to get my coffee and then i saw Denki. 

He covered from head to toe in my merch.

“Denki, what exctly are youy wearing?”  I asked taking a sip of my mug, which is also a mug with my face on it.

“I don’t know what you mean. This is how i dress everyday.” He said while wearing jacket that resembled my suit, a teachert with his and my face on it, sweats that resembled the pants of my suits and at the very top of his head he was wearing a hat that looked like it my goggles.

“Babe, you are not going out looking that.” I said by grabbing his hat and tossing it to the side.

“Yes, i am. Not only that I’m going to prove that your merch is great.”

“No!.”

“Yes, here we go” He sai while grabbing the key of the aparment and pulling me out the door. This was crazy not only that but people were staring at him. God, this is so embarrassing.

“Denki they are staring!” I told him has I folled right behind him.

“So what. Babe, don’t you remenber that I used to hang with Mineta, this is a breeze. There were people taking photos of him. The second that we arrived i tried to go to the back of the cafe, but Denki pulled me to the front that was next to the window. How the hell could he just be so calm god. He looks like and idiot.He saw that I was looking at my lap because I’m embarrassed.

“(Y/N), are you okay?”

“No, you, idiot. This is so emabarassing.”I looked up at him. He looked at me with a smile on his face. “Why are you smilling?”

“Have you looked aroud.” He said while holding his chin up by his hand

“No! I’ve been a bit busy looking at you.”

“Well, please take a look around.” Whe he said that I looked around the cafe was decoreated with all the reacent heros. From, Deku, Shouto to  Tsukuyomi and Cellophane. In the middle of the caffes there was Ground Zero, Read Riot, Chaqrgebolt and me, (Y/H/N). I didn't even know that noticed the decore. 

“I think you don’t like your merch because you think you don’t have fan. But in reality you have a great fanbase.” He gabbes my hand that was now placed on the table. “You wanna know why this caffe is new?” He saw that that I had a questionable look on my face.

“The owner of the cafe was saved by you and she decided to do a cafe open  cafe of heros for heros.” He pulls my hand up to his face and kissed my knucklesagan and said.

“Because even though you might hate it. I will always love you and your merch. ‘Cause i amd your number one fan.”   He sad with a samile on his face.

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[spencers-dria]

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Someone To Stay Ch. 21

Spencer Reid x fem reader

Content/ Trigger warnings: mentions of knives, blood, ASD/PTSD, anxiety attack, severe physical and emotional trauma, mention of surgery

Reader POV:

The first thing you notice is an odd noise, muffled a bit at first, but slowly becoming a sound you recognize, rain. You hear the crack of thunder and the sound of an ongoing downpour.

Where am I? The last thing I remember was taking my lunch break.

As you feel yourself pulled out of a foggy sleep, you’re finally able to observe your surroundings. It looks as though you’re at work, but maybe not. The room looks like a hospital room, but it’s almost unrecognizable. There are string lights giving the room a soft glow, and the bed is covered with your favorite blankets and stuffed animals. The tables around the room are covered with flowers, sweets, and some framed photos from your apartment. You finally spot the source of the rain, your sound machine on the nightstand next to your bed. The reality of the fact that you are currently a patient starts to set in, the only thing keeping you from spiraling into a panic is how at home you feel in the room.

Reaching across your lap you grab the call light to ask for the nurse. It’s less than a minute before she pops through the door, and it isn’t anyone you recognize.

“Hey there, look who’s up. My name is Tess. I’ll be taking care of you. How ya feeling?”

“Umm a little sore. What happened?”

“You were in a bit of an accident. The doctor will be by shortly to explain everything. Is there anything I can get you for now?”

You try to think despite whatever anesthesia is still clouding your brain. “Spencer, my boyfriend. Is he here?”

The nurse smiles with a bit of concern apparent in her features.

“He hasn’t left since you got here. But-“

“Are you sure you’re ready to see him?” Perhaps she’s just worried about visitors in your current state, but Spencer is the first person you need to see. He always makes you feel safe.

“Of course! Can you send him in?”

She nods before leaving, softly shutting the door behind her.

A few minutes later, youI hear soft knocks followed by the shaggy mop of curls poking its way into the room.

It’s almost instinctual to jump up and run to him, but the sharp pain in your abdomen brings you back to reality. A once hesitant Spencer springs into action upon seeing me in pain. He’s by your side in an instant.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong? Can I help?”

“Yeah yeah I’m okay.” I can’t help but try to act a little tough for my hot FBI agent boyfriend.

“I’m so glad you’re here! What happened?”

His face falls and he almost looks confused.

“You don’t remember- anything?”

I simply shake my head.

“All I know is I went to get lunch and woke up in the hospital. Or some crazy hybrid of the hospital and my apartment! The lights, the blankets, even my favorite stuffed animals; Spencer, did you do all this?”

“Guilty.” He tries and fails to hold back a shy smile and a growing blush on his face.

“Oh come here, ya big softie!”

You reach out, grabbing the air with your hands, gesturing for him to come give you the hug that you desperately need.

The minute his arms wrap around you, you feel your heart stop. Your body goes cold and starts to shake. Before you can process what’s happening, you’re crying, yelling, pushing him off of you. Spencer immediately let’s go, stepping back to give you your space but unwilling to leave you alone. He hits a button to call the nurse in while trying to calm you down. You can’t slow down your breathing, causing your hands and face to go numb. Your vision blurs as you feel your body teeter towards unconsciousness. You can no longer hear Spencer’s voice, only the buzzing in your ears.

Once the nurse arrives she’s able to talk you down after a couple minutes. Your breathing steadies, but your hands are still trembling. You feel completely out of control of your body, your emotions.

“What’s wrong with me?” You ask her through the tears.

“It looks like you may have acute stress disorder dear-“

“I don’t understand.” You shake your head looking between the nurse and Spencer.

“It can be experienced by those who have recently gone through or witnessed extreme trauma. You are also at risk for PTSD. We were hoping to have someone come speak with you about it once you were alert and awake. You’re experiencing common symptoms: dissociative amnesia, extreme distress as though you’re reliving the event-“

“What trauma? I don’t even know what happened to me!” You begin to raise your voice, letting your anxiety take over your emotions.

You watch as Spencer and the nurse exchange glances before looking back at you. A few deep breaths and you feel yourself calm back down before speaking again.

“Dr. Reid, would you mind stepping out for a moment?”

“Look whatever happened I want to know. And I don’t want Spencer to leave. I don’t know what just happened, but he can’t leave me he just can’t!”

“Hey I’m right here Y/N, I’m not going anywhere.” His voice soothes you as he kneels down next to the bed. You still don’t understand why you nearly broke down when the person you love most hugged you, but his presence still makes you feel safe, especially with all the uncertainty of your current situation.

The nurse pulls up a chair, softly explaining the events that brought you to this place, this state of mind. You feel like you should be crying, but all you feel is numb. It’s like you’re listening to someone else’s story. Tess constantly checks to make sure you’re okay before she continues. You keep looking over to Spencer for reassurance that all of this is real. His eyes never leave you. They’re soft, warm, and they envelop you with all the same love as one of his hugs. When she’s done explaining what happened, she begins on the details of your surgery.

“You have several severe stab wounds Ms. Y/L/N. You lost a lot of blood before you reached the OR. We have you several units during the procedure. Due to the location of the wounds, the main source of bleeding was found to be your uterus. With permission from your family, we made the decision to remove it. We felt it was necessary to stop the bleeding and keep you safe and alive. Unfortunately this means you will no longer be able -“

The sound around your drowns into a dull, low hum, unable to understand the words spoken to you.

You can tell that the two of them are talking, but still it’s muffled. You feel like you’re watching everything happen on a movie screen, completely detached. No moving, no speaking, just- numb. You’re empty, you’re floating, you’re anywhere but here. You close your eyes as you go over the details of Spencer’s face in your mind, how gentle his touch feels.

The next thing you remember is waking up in the bed again. You remember the conversation from earlier, but quickly push the thoughts aside at the sight of Spencer curled up on the couch, fast asleep under one of your blankets. You can’t help but giggle, feeling complete joy at the sight of him sleeping, his nose twitching occasionally.

Even the smallest sound wakes him up, and he’s immediately by your side making sure you’re okay. But he doesn’t do the one thing you want most. Your heart aches for him to touch you, hold you, kiss you, but your body has decided otherwise. As tears roll down your cheeks you see Spencer start to panic.

“I’m okay, I just- I just want to be able to touch you.”

His expression turns to one of concern to one of hurt. Youknow he’s not upset with you, but seeing the pain in his eyes cuts deeper than any knife. But he stays by you side, never leaving, never getting tired of you, comforting you with soft whispers and the tenderness of his gaze.

Eventually you speak up. “So you like my blanket huh?”

“It smells like you,” he whispers smiling through the blush on his face.

“I understand if you need to go home and get some rest. I don’t expect you to-“

Your sentence drifts off as you see how fervently he’s shaking his head.

“I’m not going anywhere, don’t even try. I already took off of work, so it’s no use. I’m here to stay.”

You can’t help but wonder how long that promise will last, knowing it will be a long journey ahead of you. This will affect you for the rest of your life.

“Spencer what if- what if I can’t get past this?”

[plush-rabbit]

Curry Night

Word Count: 2.2K

A/N: Sorry if i got his character not exactly how you wanted it. I just felt like he would’ve grown as a person since high school and he wouldn’t be nearly as depressed or shy. So if you want something with his now personality, feel free to request it! (mirio has his quirk here don’t @ me) (also cho means butterfly in japanese so that’s what that is!)

You take a deep breath and fiddle with a ring on your finger. You mumble under your breath and the spices and sweet smells that start to invade your senses, doesn’t help with the nerves that you feel. You walk and grind your teeth when your feet begin to feel sore. When the baby inside of you kicks, you tap on your stomach and mumble, “Not a good time, sweetheart.”

“You need to calm down,” Tamaki mumbles, his hands placed at his sides, fingers twitching every time you make a small turn.

“It’s just been forever since I’ve seen her, you know?” You pace across the kitchen, looking over to see if the curry is ready yet. A sweet, tangy smell fills the room and you have to take a deep breath.

“She loves you,” he counters, holding onto your hand to keep you from pacing.

“I know, but,” you take a deep breath and stare at Tamaki who gives you a soft grin, “we still haven’t seen each other in such a long time. And what if she’s put off by it?”

“What are we talking about?” Mirio whispers, peering his head around the corner.

You yelp and Tamaki tightens his hand around yours and places a protective one on your protruding belly. Your hand rests over his that was on your belly and remove the hand interlocked with your partner’s, moving it to grasp at the place in front of your heart. You chuckle breathlessly and soon your heart relaxes into a steady beat.

“Mirio,” you gasp, “Jesus, you scared me.” Your hand comes down and you shake it a bit, getting rid of some of the nerves in the process.

“Ha,” the blonde scratches the back of his neck and he gives you a sheepish smile, “sorry about that.”

“No, no. It’s fine,” you wave your hand in front of you. You shake your head and step to the side, letting out a breath through pursed lips.

“Hi Mirio,” Tamaki raises his hand in a small wave and Mirio grins and bounces towards the two of you.

“Tamaki!” Mirio wraps his arms tightly around your partner. Tamaki lets out a huff and his hands come around to wrap themselves across Mirio’s broad shoulders. They release each other with grins and Mirio rolls his shoulders. “So, come on. Don’t leave me out. What are we talking about?”

Tamaki presses a kiss against your temple. “I want to ask Nejire to be the godmother,” you say in one breath, your hands clenching and unclenching at your sides. You give him a nervous smile, and tap your hands on your stomach, as if it weren’t noticeable that you were already pregnant.

“That’s great!” Mirio glances at your stomach and then back to you and you nod, removing your hands. “Look at you kiddo,” his voice  grows softer, “not only are you going to have the best parents, but you’re also gonna have the coolest godparents too.” Mirio glances back at you. “She’s going to be really excited to hear that.”

“That’s what I’ve been saying,” Tamaki says, turning off the stovetop. “But they’re nervous.”

“Ironic,” Mirio mumbles. 

“What was that?” Tamaki tosses him a playful glare.

“I love you,” Mirio replies, a half coy grin growing. 

Tamaki rolls his eyes and smells the curry, his eyes closing in bliss. “I love you too.”

“Are you sure you’re going to be okay with just curry and rice?” You turn your head to watch as he nods.

“I’ll be fine. It has chicken in it.”

“Are you going in tomorrow?” Mirio asks, standing to his full height, slowly removing his hand from your belly.

“Yeah,” Tamaki sighs, leaning against the counter, his eyes half lidded. “But not for long.” he runs a hand through his indigo hair. “We have an appointment tomorrow.”

“Really?” Mirio turns to look at you and you nod.

“Yeah, we’re planning on meeting there. I’ll probably take a taxi or something.”

“No way,” Mirio says, looking offended at the idea. “I’ll take you! Just tell me when to pick you up.”

“Oh, I don’t want to be a bother,” you tell him.

“Come on, friends are bothersome at all,” he lightly punches your shoulder, “Just tell me when, okay?”

“I’d feel better if you went with Mirio actually.” Tamaki wraps his arms around your waist and rests his chin on your shoulder. “Please?” He lowers his head and nuzzles his nose into  your shoulder.

“Okay, I suppose I wouldn’t mind. I should get there ten minutes before, so can you pick me up around 12:30?”

“You got it!” He looks down at your belly. “Guess we’ll be seeing each other tomorrow, huh?” He meets your gaze again. “So why are you nervous about asking Nejiire to be the godmother? Usually Tamaki is the nervous one.” Mirio grows a small grin when Tamaki sputters.

You tilt your head against Tamaki’s and grin. “He rubbed off on me, what can I say.”“It’s just been so long since we’ve seen each other and I don’t know, I’m nervous. What if she doesn’t think we’re as close as we used to be?” Tears brim your eyes and you blink them back.

“Cho,” Tamaki pulls away from you and slides his hand up your back and onto your shoulders, “she still loves you.

“Yeah, she talks about you all the time,” Mirio confirms. “She was so excited that you invited her over.”

“I know,” you whisper and rub your eyes with the back of your hand. “I’m sorry, it’s just all the emotions.”

Tamaki hums and his fingers press into your skin. “You don’t have to apologize.”

“Wanna know what can make you feel better?” Mirio asks, flashing you a toothy grin.

You sniff. “What is it?”

“I can put my hand through your belly,” Mirio holds up a hand and wiggles his fingers in the air, a wide grin on his face.

You scoff and roll your eyes. “I think that’s more for you than anything Mirio,” you smirk.

“You won’t even feel it!”

“Sorry Mirio, but I want to be the first one to touch my kid,” you smile at him playfully.

“Mirio, please don’t put your hand in my partner’s belly.” You hold your belly with your hands and take a step back, giving Mirio an apologetic grin. “I don’t think any of us wants to see that,” Tamaki says, taking a step in front of him, a tired grin on his face. 

Mirio laughs and puts his hands up, “Okay, okay, I get it!” 

“Anyways, if you really wanted to make me feel better, you would’ve brought over those pastries that I liked,” you flash him a side grin. “You always do. And your godchild just loves them.”

“Come on, I was told you two would be providing the food,” Mirio scoffs.

“You bring nothing for your godchild,” you shake your head slowly. “I can’t believe it.”

“You’re the absolute worst.” Mirio sticks his tongue at you.

“I think they’re great,” Tamaki interjects.

“I love you,” you purse your lips and Tamaki meets yours in a quick kiss. “Eh, I’ll let it slide this time Mirio. But,” you hold up your index finger, “only because you helped me feel better.”

There’s a knocking at the door and all three of you meet eyes and then you take a step forward, swallowing nervously and hands clenching at your sides. You try to make your way to the door only for Tamaki places his hand on your shoulder. “Don’t worry, I got it.” He places a quick kiss to the corner of your lips and walks towards the door.

Mirio takes quiet steps to the doorway and peers out, once satisfied that Tamaki is out of ear shot, he returns and stands next to you. “You know,” Mirio whispers, “he’s grown a lot since high school,” you give him a puzzled look and he smiles fondly. “He’s always been a bit shy,” he shakes his head and stifles a laugh when you give him a look, “okay, a lot shy; but ever since he’s met you, he just… He’s living up to his name.”

You smile and rub your tummy, your eyes softening when the child kicks. “Yeah, I get what you mean. He’s different from when I first met him. He really is going to outshine the sun one day.” You look up at Mirio and you two share smiles.

“Oh my! You’re already so big!” Nejire explains, running up to you and throwing her arms around you. The shopping bags in her hand lightly tap at your back and you chuckle.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” You ask, holding onto her by the crook of her elbows.

“Yes! Oh Tamaki always goes on and on about you-”

“Nejire!” Tamaki’s cheeks bloom with bright red. 

“Oh you two have been together for such a long time, it’s okay to go on about your partner.” Nejire sticks her tongue out at him and pulls away from you. “Anyways, I brought you gifts for the baby!” She hands you the bag and smiles brightly at you.

“Oh thank you so much Nejire! It’s so sweet that you brought us something,” you cast a glance towards Mirio who gasps in mock offense.

“You said it was all right!”

“Well I lied,” you shrug, placing the bags on the counter. “I mean, Mirio, you’re going to the baby’s godfather and not even a gift for the baby.” You sigh and wave off his protests. “Instead, you know what I get from him,” you look at Nejire and smirk, “I get him trying to put his hand inside my belly.”

She snorts in laughter and shakes her head and she clasps her hands in front of her mouth. “Mirio!” She falsely chastises him. “Well, at least I’ll be the favorite aunt!”

“Godmother,” youi interject, relaxing your shoulders when Tamaki walks over to you to wrap an arm around your waist.

Nejire gasps. “Really?” 

You nod your head. “Of course, only if you want to. I understand that it might be-”

“Are you kidding? I’d love to be the godmother!” She steps close to you and puts her hand on your tummy. “We’re gonna have so much fun!”

“Well this just calls for celebration!” Mirio exclaims, hands in fists as he practically bounces in the kitchen. “You two,” he points between you and Tamaki, “go sit down. We’ll take the plates over!”

You and Tamaki exchange a look. “No need to tell us twice. Come along dear,” you intertwine your hand with Tamaki and you both walk over to the dinner table. 

You hear laughter from the kitchen mixed in with the clanging of plates and glasses. “She took the news well,” you tell him, thanking him as he pulls your chair out. 

“Told you she would.” His fingertips run over your knuckles. “Guess you were nervous for nothing.” His hands are calloused and rough against yours but they touch you with the gentleness that he always held reserved for you.

“I guess so,” you hum, letting your hand relax under his touch, all the stress and tension that you help, fading away. You look up at him, your gaze full of adoration with a gentle curve of your lips. 

He raises a thin brow at you when he catches you staring, and his grin matches your own. “What is it?” He asks, sliding his hand to cusp yours.

“I just really love you is all,” you admit, the beating your chest turning rapid. you could tell him you love him for a thousand years, and you don’t think the giddiness of saying it will ever go away- the feeling of eagerness to hear him say it back, the thrill when he replies with his own words of love, the light feeling you get when he presses his lips against yours- you don’t think you’ll ever tire of it.

His smile turns gentler and he scoots his chair closer to you. “Yeah, I love you too.” He presses his lips against yours in a kiss, letting his lips linger for a moment, and when he pulls away he smiles at your pout and leans forward to touch his forehead with yours. His hand slides and rests on top of your tummy. “I love you both.”

There’s a flash of light and you both pull away to see Mirio holding his phone and showing it to Negire who coos at how cute you look together. Tamaki turns red and hangs his head down. You laugh and squeeze his hands in yours.

“Enough teasing, let’s eat please?” You ask, holding your hands in front of you to reach out for a bowl.

There’s words of agreements and food is passed around and chairs scrape against the floorboards. The day outside blends from an orange to a dark blue while the orange light from the light above bathes the table in a warm glow. There’s laughter and soft touches under the table as your plates are left empty. It’s been a nice day and when Tamaki flashes you a grin, you think it’s been a nice life.

[carolisedits]

{dive in mars pt ii}

i. the cult of dionysus - the orion experience

so let's make a decision, start a new religion yeah, we're gonna build a temple to our love orgiastic dances, nymphs in trances yeah, we'll be the envy of the gods above i'm feeling devious you're looking glamorous let's get mischievous and polyamorous wine and women and wonderful vices welcome to the cult of dionysus

ii. make me feel -  janelle monáe 

baby, don't make me spell it out for you all of the feelings that i've got for you can't be explained, but i can try for you yeah, baby, don't make me spell it out for you you keep on asking me the same questions and second guessing all my intentions should know by the way i use my compression that you've got the answers to my confessionsIt's like i'm powerful with a little bit of tender an emotional, sexual bender mess me up, yeah, but no one does it better there's nothin' better

iii. adore you - harry styles

walk in your rainbow paradise  strawberry lipstick state of mind  i get so lost inside your eyes would you believe it? you don't have to say you love me you don't have to say nothing you don't have to say you're mine honey i'd walk through fire for you just let me adore you

iv. dance to this - troye sivan, ariana grande

young ambition say we'll go slow but we never do premonition see me spendin' every night with youi oh, yeah, under the kitchen lights you still look like dynamite and i wanna end up on you oh, don't need no place to go just put on the radio you know what i wanna do we can just dance to this don't take much to start me we can just dance to this push up on my body

v. we - mac miller, cee lo green

well, you ain't in the mood to argue baby don't you worry, this some shit to get along to some shit i right my wrongs to well, i've tried to call you, have us a discussion we never talk, we always way too busy fuckin' i'll think of something to say, I always do i'm in love with the way that you say my name every time it sound brand new and you, always wonderin' what we'll be i say we sound better than you or me

vi. leave the door open - bruno mars, anderson .paak, silk sonic

what you doin'?  where you at?  oh, you got plans? don't say that  i'm sippin' wine in a robe  i look too good  to be alone  my house clean, my pool warm  just shaved, smooth like a newborn we should be dancin', romancin’

vii. no i in threesome - interpol

and baby tonight i see your lips are on fire and life is wine now the windows are open the moon is so bright no one can tell us what love brings for you and i sound meets sound, babe the echoes, they surround and all that we need is one thing now what is there to allow?

viii. animal - troye sivan

no angels could beckon me back it's hotter than hell where i'm at i am an animal with you an ode to the boy i love boy, i'll die to care for you you're mine, mine, mine, tell me who do i owe that to

ix. in the dark - camila cabello

i can see you're scared of your emotions i can see you're hoping, you're not hopeless so why can't you show me? why can't you show me? i can see you're looking for distractions i can see you're tired of the acting so why can't you show me? who are you in the dark? show me the scary parts who are you when it's 3 a.m. and you're all alone

x. moonlight - ariana grande

every look, every touch makes me wanna give you my heart i be crushin' on you, baby stay the way you are 'cause i never knew, i never knew you could hold moonlight in your hands 'til the night i held you you are my moonlight moonlight

xi. what a heavenly way to die - troye sivan

when our prime has come and gone and our youth is all but melted, melted we can listen to this song so we don't have to accept it, accept it just as long as you'll be home in the one we've manifested just take in it all what a heavenly way to die what a time to be alive because forever is in your eyes but forever ain't half the time i wanna spend with you

xii. why - shawn mendes

when people ask about us, now, we just brush it off i don't know why we act like it means nothing at all i wish that i could tell you that you're all that i want, yeah i pretend that i'm not ready why do we put each other through hell? why can't we just get over ourselves?

xiii. my! my! my! - troye sivan

shine on, diamond don't make me wait another day 'cause passion is passion you know it just as well as me now, let's stop running from love running from love let's stop, my baby (my baby) let's stop running from us

xiv. fools - troye sivan

and my hopes, they are high, i must keep them small though i try to resist i still want it allI see swimming pools and living rooms and aeroplanes i see a little house on the hill and children's names i see quiet nights poured over ice and tanqueray but everything is shattering and it's my mistake only fools fall for you, only fools

xv. flutua - johnny hooker, liniker

entre conversas soltas pelo chão teu corpo teso, duro, são e teu cheiro que ainda ficou na minha mão um novo tempo há de vencer pra que a gente possa florescer e, baby, amar, amar sem temer