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kalims · 2 months ago

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cupping their face

parts. one , two , three , four , five , six , seven

characters. savanaclaw

note. how about we ignore the last part being almost 2 years ago... on another note this is a small apology for azul's part in that future kid series! I'm almost finished with his!!

leona

expectedly does not have much cheek to squish. holding his face means you're more or less just feeling firmness under your skin, and despite his diet all the fat goes to his arms.

contrary to belief it's very easy to catch him in a moment where you could squeeze in a sneaky hold, usually when he's off napping somewhere.

what you do not know though, is that he's aware it's you. hence, why he doesn't bother to wake up.

others though... aren't treated quite the same. imagine, you almost got your teeth knocked out from accidentally stepping on his tail before, there's no way others would be spared!

his face has this certain pull that just compells you to touch and run your fingers across the skin. it's kind of like finding a very fluffy cat then getting enticed to pet it.

if he happens to be awake when you get bewitched by him to cup his cheeks, he only stares at you with one eye open and eventually returns to sleep.

if the telltale of his swaying tail wasn't enough, you're startled when you're pulled in easily to his side if you pulled away.

"why don't you put all that attention to somewhere else?" he comments gruffly, next thing you know you're running your fingers through his hair—albeit begrudgingly.

ruggie

out of all savanaclaw students, ruggie probably has the most chubby cheeks but honestly I don't really think chubby would be the right word!

yes, definitely more chubbier than other more scrawny residents of his dorm if you pinch his cheeks but he's sorta skinny and his face doesn't escape that.

ruggie is the most likely to simply sit still and let you hold his face with a wagging tail because he honestly can't pass up a free... massage?

he's not sure. all he knows that it feels pretty good to be under your affections.

probably backseating you on where to touch cause he's really feeling it, more so when you actually oblige him.

still. his cute face lacks up for all the lack of fat in it so it's still a great pleasure to be able to see his drooping ears and relaxed face.

"I ain't paying you for that," ruggie snickers when you palm his cheeks, leaning into the warmth. "don't go 'round doing this for the others though. they aren't so nice like me."

jack

lean. I mean, have you seen the guy? he might just be a tad more lanky than leona due to the fact he follows a more active lifestyle.

between juggling consistent physical exertion, healthy meals and participating in magishift practices... leona's sleep, eat cycle pales in comparison.

while you don't have the privilege of feeling what little fat is left over in his face, you do get the liberty of skimming your fingers through the defined bones of his face. very fun!

what might be more fun than that is his response, watching how he reacts is far more satisfying than the act of skin to skin contact.

while his tail is swaying at a steady, undeniably pleased pace, his ears are upright. occasionally darting from your face to glance around, decimating if there's anyone straying who could interrupt.

long story short he's putty if you do that. stands compliantly still, or lays still depending on where.

do it once and now it's embedded in your routine. he gets grumpy if you don't do that atleast once a day, be consistent about doing it at the same time everyday and he's happy.

"you remembered this time." jack cleared his throat after minutes of contemplating if it was worth it to speak through the warm silence. he attempts a smile at you, heart accelerating at the redness of his ears. "if you're finished.. I'm more than happy to return the favor."

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angelfrombeneth · 2 years ago

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JUST LIKE YOUR BOYFRIEND - T . NOTT

Mature Content Ahead

Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Theodore are the new IT couple in Hogwarts. Theo's known for always causing up a stir but never you. Atleast you do yours in private. It isn't until your faced with Skylar Snaggle, the one girl you can't stand that you break that streak.

Warnings: Girl Fight, Smut talked about but not in detail, Blood kink Theo if you squint, Fluffy Theo and Reader, Soft boyfriend Theo

A/N: This isn't a huge fic more of a short. Merry Christmas to you all and those who don't celebrate it, I hope ur having a lovely day anyway!

Y/N Neveah. Many people loved you, many people didn't.

You were always the talk of the school for being so nice yet being in Slytherin. Boys fawned over you, some girls loved you but most hated you. School bitchiness was not for the faint hearted and you learnt that early on.

Skylar Snaggle, a ravenclaw who always had it out for you. It's like she was jealous of you and everything you did. Constantly side eyeing you and digging at you. You ignored her didn't let it get to you but fuck, was she a bitch. It only got worse when you starting dating your boyfriend.

You were in 6th year now, the past two years everytime you'd come back boys again would fawn over you how you've 'blossomed' over the summer but you belonged to one man. And that man was.

"Cara mia" You turned around smiling as Theo stood beside your locker. You took his hand smiling as you pecked his lips softly.

"I missed you... all of you" He raised his eyebrows as you rolled your eyes and hit his arm.

"Don't be crude" You fixed your tie before shutting your locker and holding his hand and walking down the corridor.

You and Theo were the hot new goss at Hogwarts. The current IT couple, consisting of the hot brood of Slytherin himself, Theodore Nott and the much desired but never achievable Y/n Neveah.

"Here's the lovely couple now" Blaise clasps his hands as the group turn to you both.

"Do we have to announce it" You grit your teeth, grimacing at Blaise. You felt Theo chuckled beside you, his soft laugh filling your ears making the corner of your mouth turn up slightly.

"You did that yourself, sucking face in the back of charms" Enzo snickered.

"True- Anyway we were planning on heading into Hogsmead. We need to stock up on fire whisky with the game against Hufflepuff fast approaching we'll need alot for our celebrations" Blaise smirked, nudging at Daphne as she scoffed at his cockiness.

"You guys might not even win" She panned.

"Don't be ridiculous Daph, when has Hufflepuff ever fucking won" Draco let out a genuine laugh at Daphne's wild assumption. The other boys laughing along with him too.

"As much as we'd love to come to Hogsmead. Daph, Pansy and I were planning on meeting with Astoria to have a little girlie evening swim" You smiled to Pansy and Daphne as you all smiled at eachother.

"Boring" Draco yawned.

"Hardly boring Draco, they'll hardly be wearing anything" Mattheo smirked. A alight blush appearing across Theo's cheek at the thought.

Pansy smacked Mattheo hard with her wand into his chest, earing a sharp 'ow' from the boy. "Don't be disgusting"

"Have fun at Hogsmead though!" Pansy giggled as the three of you began to walk off.

"Wait-" Theo grabbed your hand as you turned to him.

"Have fun, be safe" He smiled before pecking your lips.

"Aww cute" Daphne cooed.

You ruffled Theo's hair softly before walking off with the girls.

"You and Theodore are so cute, I'm so jealous!" Pansy whined as the three of you walked down the hall.

"Blaise isn't even cute like that, it sucks!" Daphne groaned.

"Stop it" You shook your head.

Later in the evening you and the girls relaxed by the black lake taking a light swim with eachorher, gossiping and catching up on the latest with one another.

Finding out that Luna and Pansy have been flirting. Astoria is finally willing to settle down with Draco and stop keeping him on his toes. Daphne describing in great detail her intimate life with Blaise which - to be fair you didn't expect to be so spicy between the two of them. The girls wanted to know all about you and Theo but you'd just been taking your time. Despite the slight hook up the night before. But they knew all about that.

"What about Skylar" Pansy questioned as the four of you walked back inside the grounds. All wearing damp tshirts over your swimsuits.

"Don't even- I don't know her fucking problem. Her big mouth is always yapping about something" You snarled.

"Me? Big mouth?" You four snapped your head to see Skylar and her little minions at the top of the stairs inside the entrance.

"Oh fuck off Skylar" You scoffed, reaching the top of the stairs. As your about to walk of you hear-

"You're always running your mouth about something. Maybe focus on the fact your.. I don't know.. a stupid fucking bitch" Skylar smirked to her friends.

You turned to her. Astoria whispering "Lets just go its not worth it"

"Wow Skylar, you really ate me up there" Yiu gasped dramatically holding your heart like you'd be stabbed. "Maybe stop being so fucking obsessed with MY boyfriend. He doesn't want you and your.." You tapped your lip before speaking again. "Well, your little infestation" You smiled.

"INFESTATION? You fucking bitch. THEO IS MINE" She suddenly lunged at you pushing you back harshly.

"Yours? I don't remember him stating that while he was manhandling me last night" You laughed in her face.

It was like it was all in slow motion. As you turned around to walk away, you watched as your friends faces widened staring behind you. You couldn't react fast enough. You felt your ponytail being dragged back as your body harshly recoiled against the pressure.

You turned, locking eyes with Skylar a smirk upon her face as she tugged at your ponytail, lifting her fist to sock a direct punch in your face, splitting your lip.

After that you reached up, grabbing her hair as you yanked at it, swiping at her legs as she dropped on the floor below you, screaming. The corridor was suddenly not so peaceful as both you and Skylar hurled abuse at one another while Pansy, Daphne and Astoria were trying to yank you both apart along with Skylars friends.

You climbed ontop of the girl, stabilising yourself as you socked a punch into her face as she clawed at yours.

"YOU BITCH!" she screamed as she yanked your hair again.

"OW-" you lifted your leg planting your good right in her face as you swung your arm round once more punching her before you heard tons of footsteps yelling and scrambling towards the both of you. You watched as her tooth cracked and slid across the floor as she spat blood up in your face.

"BEAT HER ASS Y/N!" Pansy yelled from behind. Daphne scolding her as the three continued to try and pull you girls apart without falling in the firing line.

Both of you were clawing at one another. You were landing way more than her let's say. Her face was full of blood as you dug your acrylics into her cheek.

You felt yourself harshly being yanked off the girl as you scrambled towards her but being held back. "LET ME AT HER! WHORE!" You screamed.

"MY FACE! YOU.. YOU.. SLUT!" Skylar screamed at she ran off down the hall with her friends.

You felt hands on your face as you turned to be face to face with Theo. You watched as he analysed every aspect of your face, checking if you're ok.

"Teddy- I'm so-"

"Shhh" He placed his finger upon your lip as he took your hand into the bathroom leaving all the rest of your friends stunned at the scene from before.

He sat you upon the sink as he took off his shirt, dampening it before wiping all the blood from your face.

Theo chuckled at the thought of cleaning up after you having a fight. "Look at my girl, getting into fights like her boyfriend" He smirked as he pecked your lips softly.

"I can't help it- she's so obsessed with you Teddy. It's annoying" you scoffed. "Are you sure you didn't fuck her"

"Bella, I told you. You were my first and you'll ne my last" He caressed your face softly.

You smiled at his words as he finished wiping your face up and smiled.

"You did good, only a cut lip. Atta girl" He squeezed your thighs softly as he leaned forward, kissing your nose.

"Learned from the best" You smiled.

"Amore mio.. I love you" He snickered before capturing your lips in his. Softly kissing eachother as his hands held your waist softly. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you locked your legs around his waist pulling him in closer.

He pulled away, softly sucking on your bottom lip before pulling away and licking his lips before wiping yours with his thumb.

"My little vampire" You cooed as you ruffled his hair chuckling.

"In future if you get in fights let me be there. You looked so hot, but ill always step in after a while. Can't let you actually get beat up" He smiled.

You hit his chest shaking your head as he pressed a soft kiss on your forehead.

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zenmiren · 3 months ago

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sypnosis: from friends to strangers to friends to lovers. you have known michael kaiser ever since you were kids, your cloud 9 friendship ended after he mysteriously stopped meeting up with you, and 4 years later, you meet again.

michael kaiser x reader

likes and reblogs are appreciated!!

— not proof-read, might be some mistakes

content: fluff, angst if you squint, nickname 'mihya' is used, childhood friends to lovers trope

saturday, 2:35 pm. berlin, germany.

— 3rd december 2007

8 year old michael kaiser sat by himself under a slide at the park that he went to often. he had been booted outside by his father once again, and with no where else to go, he fled to the park. michael had no friends, so usually, he just sat and watched people play, walk by with their dogs, etc..

until.. he spots a ball, old and rough looking. it clearly wasn't important since it was left behind, and maybe he could fit in with other kids if he had a toy of his own that he could play with.

he crawls out from under the slide and takes the ball. he threw it, bounced it and punched it around, but he was left wondering why his ball wasn't as bouncy as the other kids ones.

compared to his ball, which had pentagons and hexagons, the other kids had brightly coloured balls, and a few kids even had an orange ball with intricate stripes that they threw in a hoop. he tried to throw his ball high up in the air, to make it seem like he knew how to play too, and hopefully, the other kids would ask him to join... but instead.. a girl who was a bit shorter than him, but definitely his age approached him with a toothy grin.

"thats not how you play soccer" you pointed at him with your fat little index finger.

michael was.. awestruck, to say the least, he had never seen someone so.. soft looking, it gave him the urge to protect you, and he didn't even know your name...

"uh-uh.. what." what even was soccer? michael had no idea.

"soccer, you have a soccer ball. are you good at playing?"

"uh-"

"clearly not if you're throwing it around like that!" you laughed, unaware that you had made the boy a tad bit insecure of himself "but don't worry! i'm not very good, but still, i know the jist of it!"

michael simply nodded, letting you lead him along to a more open space. he watches you make a makeshift goal, using two sticks as the point you have to kick past before you strolled over to the ball and kicked it past.

"score!!" you happily exclaimed, cheering as you threw one hand up in the air, gripping the corner of your shirt and putting one leg ahead of the other [JUST IMAGINE KAISER'S MAGNUS POSE BUT LESS DRAMATIC.. cause ur not a try hard like michael is..]

you and michael had played until evening, and michael had quickly realised that he was a natural at the game.

the days after your first encounter, you hadn't shown up to the park in a bit, michael was disappointed, but had hoped you had returned. while you were gone, he practiced kicking the ball and doing tricks to impress you when you came back.

in reality, you were just sick with a fever and had to miss a few days of school and going out, which you were very upset about, but your mom made you just suck it up.

when michael finally saw you again, playing with your friends from school, he was so happy, yet so shy, and he didn't have the guts to approach you again. meanwhile, you were looking for the boy in the black hoodie that you played with before.

when you met eyes, michael felt relief when your face brightened, and you quickly excused yourself from your friends, running over to him and saying hi.

michael had a lot of fun with you every single day, for years. after your school, you would meet up at the park, it didn't matter how tired you were, you had to see him, atleast once a day. michael wasn't much of a talker, hangouts always usually consisted of you yapping about your day while he listened, hummed along and added commentary here and there. to you, it was perfect, you liked that michael listened.

your friends often wondered why you never finished all your food, and your mom found it strange that you always asked for extras whenever she packed your lunch. she summed it up to you just being a growing girl, and that it was most likely just cause you were going through puberty.

you would always just give your spare food to michael though.

you watched as michael scarfed down the remaining food in your lunchbox. neither of you talked, you both just sat on a small hill together. you laid on the grass while michael sat upright, since he didn't want to choke with how fast he was eating.

your eyes scattered around his body and face, he had taken off his signature black hoodie, showing off his forearms and all the bruises and scars that came with it. your gaze travelled up to his face, you always noticed his wounds, but never mentioned it, it must have been a sensitive topic. he had a busted lip, a black eye and a few bruises around his cheeks and forehead.

you sighed, before an idea came to mind.

saturday, 11:15am. berlin, germany

— 15th november 2014

the next day, you showed up to the park with a picnic basket, you had lied to your mom, saying that you would go out with a few friends, since she had no knowledge of michael.

"mihya" you hugged him from behind, effectively making him flinch in shock.

"hey, [name]..." his eyes drifted down to the picnic basket ".. what's.. that for?" he shrugged over to it

"oh! i brought some snacks for us"

michael's fat ass immediately got excited, and he watched as you set the picnic blanket down. you urged him to sit on the blanket, and when you opened the basket, it revealed a lot of snacks you brought, and a few medical items, like cotton balls, alcohol and gauze bandages.

you two made conversation, for a bit before you brought up the wounds. your hand gently cupped his cheek, softly caressing it.

"mihya.. let me clean your wounds, i'm not gonna ask how you got them, i just want to help.." you leaned in close, and michael felt his heart start to race... he hated how you were such a good person.

you ended up cleaning his wounds, only because you were so insistent.

as you used the last of your bandaids for a bruise on his cheek. you ended it off with a sweet kiss on his cheek, to which he flinched away before a heavy blush made its way on his cheeks. you giggled, and michael wished that he could save this in his memory forever. better yet, he wished this lasted forever.

you made him feel things that felt good, you were a safe space to escape everything else in his life. you were what heaven felt like, and michael hoped that he would never be separated from you.

he should have knocked on wood.

around a month after that day, michael mysteriously stopped showing up. not even a hint to why. you remembered clearly that the last time you both were together, he said "i'll see you tomorrow!".. and yet.

you, however, remained hopeful. michael isn't the type to just leave without a word, right? you waited for hours on end, every single day, and he never once came back. by the end of january, you had given up completely.

tuesday, 6:44pm. munich, germany

— (your birthdate) 2018

michael returned to his penthouse after practice. he was drenched in sweat, and his jersey stuck to his toned muscles. he sighed, kicking his shoes off, putting his duffel bag down and plopping down on the couch, manspreading before he whipped his phone out.

he needed a vacation, honestly. he scrolled on instagram, looking through his feed. he stumbled upon a collaboration post of a bunch of university students his age. michael raised a brow, and swiped to see the rest of the photos.

his blue eyes widened when he saw a familiar face, holding a cake. then it clicked, how could he forget? it was your birthday... michael mentally slapped himself, he thought of you every single day, and yet he managed to forget the most important day of the year, which was YOUR date of birth.

he was enamoured.. you looked so pretty, aged like fine wine, in his opinion, even though it had only been around 4 years.

his eyes went to the curve of your nose, the crinkle of your eyes as you smiled, the way your lips looked so so soft.. my goodness.

he set his phone down, his thoughts going on overdrive before he picked his phone back up, and looked through the collaborators on the instagram post, it was your birthday, so obviously you would be a collaborator. he clicked on your profile and mentally applauded himself when he found that your page was public.

he felt a small smile show up on his face when he saw what you were up to. you were a university student in munich, the same city he was in.. you went to a pottery class with a few friends just for fun, you had a part-time job working as a waitress at a 4-star restaurant. you had one cat, named misty, and your friend group over all had a good vibe to it.

michael was happy that you had trustworthy people to hang out with, however, he still wanted to be your number one best friend, maybe even more, so of course, he was a tad bit jealous.

he ordered a bouquet of generic roses to send to your university the next day. it came with a card that said 'send to [name] [last name]', so obviously you received it.

for a while, michael was fine with just stalking your social media and sending you gifts, without signing his name, but it all stopped once ness had come to practice with a familiar girl.

michael raised a brow, he remembered her from somewhere, but he just couldn't remember where.

"kaiser! this is eliza, a close family friend of mine!" ness beamed as michael glanced to eliza, who shyly waved.

eliza.. eliza... ah.. now he remembered.. michael had seen her name when he was scrolling through your followings.

ness had explained that eliza had invited him to a big meet up that was happening tonight with her friends and acquaintances, just for fun, and he wanted michael to come along, since for some reason, ness thought they were friends.

"is [name] gonna be there." michael blurted out, placing a hand on his hip.

ness tilted his head in confusion at the unfamiliar name, and eliza wasn't expecting that question.

"you know [name]? yeah, she'll be there" eliza nods

"then I'm coming."

".. right.."

ness didn't leave him alone for the entire day, constantly asking about who you were and how you knew each other. michael tuned him out. he was more focused on what he would wear, what cologne he would wear... what cologne would you like?

that night, he finished getting ready. he just wore something casual, since the gathering wasn't remotely fancy. ness had picked him up and as they drived, michael felt butterflies in his stomach, his knee was consistently bouncing and his hands felt clammy.

they met with eliza outside of the bar and when they went inside, michael was met with a few familiar faces, he recognised some as people you were following online, and some he didn't know at all.

his eyes shifted from face to face, before he saw yours. michael immediately started regretting coming here.. he was perfectly fine with just watching your life on instagram.. 'michael.. fucking idiot..' he mentally slapped himself. he should just leave honestly. michael was full of ego and confidence, and here he was, buckling his knees for a childhood friend.

he was just about to leave the bar, but you had already seen him, he swore he saw your eyes widen, just a little tiny bit before you excused yourself from your friends, just like how you did so many years ago at the park when you were children, and approached him...

"michael.." you addressed him

"hey." he forced himself to smirk, putting up his arrogant, usual facade.

"wipe that smirk off your face, asshole" you huffed, crossing your arms. "you have some explaining to do."

michael wasn't shocked when you returned to his penthouse with him that night... just to catch up, of course!

sunday, 6:30pm. berlin, germany

— 28th april 2025

you and michael were walked around your hometown, you had just gone as a 2 day trip, and soon, you both would be going to greece anyway, so you didn't need to go on holiday for too long.

you stopped by the old park you used to spend time in "mihya look!" you ran ahead, breaking your hand holding "hahah! this place barely changed!"

michael lovingly watched as you walked around the playground area ".. yeah.. it really hasn't.."

whilst your back was turned, he pulled out a velvet box from his coat pocket. he looked down at it, before looking back up at you, before looking back down at it again. he took a deep breath

".. mein liebling." he called out, gaining your attention. you turned over your shoulder, only to be met with the sight of your boyfriend down on one knee.

"...!!" you gasped and he softly smiled at your cute reaction.

".. let's get married?"

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please pslpslspslspl ignore grammar mistakes

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strayingawayy · 2 months ago

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series: love me two times

businessman minho! x former one night stand reader (and soon to be spouse)

chapter 2: trending naked

read introduction here

chapter 1

word count: 2500 words

WARNINGS: strong language, sexual content, emotional manipulation, toxic family dynamics, power imbalances, alcohol use, eventual gun violence, blood and injury, blackmail, surveillance, themes of control, secrecy, betrayal, repression, psychological tension under the guise of romance, dubious business dealings, manipulation via arranged marriage, and consistent, unapologetically bad decision making from most, if not all, characters involved. british humour. in case you all pussy out from that.

A/N: after a month of banging my head, here's chapter 2. i'm not that proud to present it but i sincerely hope you all enjoy it. to a certain extent atleast.

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─── Some things weren’t meant to be seen.

Not by cameras. Not by friends. Certainly not by the entire world before breakfast. Some truths weren’t meant to come out, not this fast, not like this, and definitely not with a scandal trending in thirty countries.

And some mornings…

Well, some mornings arrive like a car crash in slow motion—silent, bloody, and impossible to stop. This was one of those mornings.

And by nightfall, it wouldn’t be the only thing that had exploded.

Because the scandal was just foreplay.

Minho doesn’t give too many fucks. That, perhaps, is exactly why the media can’t get enough of him. His reputation for ignoring paparazzi—walking past flashbulbs like they were beneath him, brushing off scandal like lint from his shoulders—only fuels the curated image the world has built for him: rich, cold, handsome.

The kind of man who never apologises, never chases, never looks back.

A man with cufflinks that cost more than most people’s rent and a gaze sharp enough to file lawsuits.

He never fails to live up to the version people have conjured of him: an aloof enigma who seems to have stepped straight out of a bloody Wattpad story with a dark past, a tailored coat, and a five-star attitude. Ice in his veins. Designer cologne on his skin. The untouchable heir to a corporate empire.

Which is why it was, in fact, utterly unacceptable that he had woken up to find himself trending worldwide.

Naked.

Trending naked.

His bed, once a haven of order and pristine thread counts, was now a battlefield of duvet limbs and existential panic. And just as he stirred—blissfully unaware that his dignity had been annihilated in high definition—his bedroom door was kicked open with the force of a raid.

“BLOODY HELL, MINHO, WAKE UP, YOU ABSOLUTE WEAPON!”

Three things happened in rapid succession.

First: his brain registered Han Jisung’s voice at an inhumane decibel level.

Second: his eyes opened to the sight of said menace launching himself bodily onto the bed.

Third: he was being shaken so violently he momentarily forgot his own name.

“YOU’RE ON THE NEWS,” Jisung screamed, as though this were the beginning of a film and not, as it would turn out, the single most embarrassing day of Minho’s entire existence. As though the evening of the engagement wasn't enough.

Minho groaned, shoving weakly at Jisung’s hyperactive limbs. “So? I’m always on the news.”

Jisung’s eyes went white with incredulity. “NOT LIKE THIS.”

As if summoned by the very chaos vibrating through the room, Changbin barrelled in behind him, phone clutched in hand, screen already aglow with doom.

And there it was.

The headline that would haunt Minho for the rest of his natural life, and potentially a few reincarnations after that:

LEE MINHO & FIANCÉ(E)’S PRIVATE MOMENT LEAKED — SCANDAL OR SECRET LOVE STORY?

Minho blinked. “...Private moment?”

Jisung, ever helpful, snatched the phone from Changbin with the reflexes of a pickpocket (we’re going to ignore his experience in this regard) and began scrolling like a man possessed.

“The media’s trying to be classy about it,” he muttered, squinting at the article, “but, mate, it’s a full-blown sex tape.”

“That’s not possible,” Minho said, more to the universe than anyone in the room.

Changbin inhaled slowly, as if preparing to deliver last rites. “Oh, but it is.”

Jisung tapped ‘play’.

And there.

There.

On the screen: Minho. You. A luxury hotel bed with gold-accented sheets. Your leg hiked over his shoulder like a Cirque du Soleil audition. The unmistakable cadence of debauchery. There was a brief moment of hope—it could be someone else, blurry or cropped footage—

But no.

There was his face, though not evidently visible but definitely his. His body. His hair slightly mussed in that aesthetically criminal way. And then—just to ensure he’d never sleep again—audio.

“Oh my God,” Minho breathed, horror pooling behind his eyes like storm clouds.

Changbin nudged him, eyes still on the screen. “Bro, you gripped the headboard.”

Han let out a noise so ungodly it might’ve summoned spirits. “Nah, why did Y/N tell you to shut up and you actually did?”

Minho’s hand shot out, slamming the phone screen-down against the mattress like it would do him any good. “I am going to pass away.”

But alas. The gods of disgrace were only just getting started.

Because the next moment?

Jisung—bright, chipper, and holding a remote like a harbinger of doom—turned on the television.

And there, in crisp HD on national news, was a panel of analysts dissecting Minho’s thrusting technique.

“So, if you pause at 1:15, we see Minho taking the lead.”

“Briefly.”

“Right, so that’s where you can see the power shift. Minho thinks he’s leading, but actually Y/N takes control.”

“Fascinating power dynamic. Wonder if that’ll affect the company in the future. And at 2:03, we see a rare moment of desperation—”

“And a rare moment of his perky arse—”

Minho buried his face in his hands. “This is not happening.”

“This is the best day of my life,” Jisung corrected, practically vibrating with mirth.

And just when Minho thought he’d reached the peak of his humiliation—

The door slammed open.

You.

You looked like a mythological fury: hair askew, eyes burning with a fury that could level cities, your phone clutched so tightly it was a miracle it hadn’t shattered under the force of your wrath.

Minho had faced hostile shareholders. Ruthless competitors. Once, even a death threat from a rival conglomerate.

He had never been this afraid.

“YOU,” you spat, striding towards him like a vengeance incarnate.

“Me,” Minho squeaked.

You hurled your phone at him—a Samsung-shaped missile of fury. He only just managed to catch it before it smacked him between the eyes.

The screen?

A live press conference.

“We are deeply concerned by this invasion of privacy—”

“Yes, but let’s focus on the real issue. What does this mean for Lee Corp’s reputation?”

“More importantly, what does it mean for his stamina?”

Minho launched the phone across the room like it was cursed.

Han and Changbin were now weeping on the bed with laughter, occasionally slapping the duvet for oxygen. Like that would help.

“FIX THIS,” you snarled, stepping closer.

Minho gulped. “Okay. But, um, how?”

You were incandescent.

“I don’t know, Minho, maybe by explaining why THE WHOLE WORLD JUST WATCHED ME DOMINATE YOU IN A FIVE-STAR HOTEL?”

Jisung wheezed.

Changbin slid off the bed entirely.

Minho inhaled a dust bunny from the mattress and promptly choked on his own spit.

“First of all,” he croaked, his ears practically glowing, “I would not say ‘dominate’—”

You grabbed a pillow and smacked him with it. Full force. Righteous and deserved.

“THIS ISN’T FUNNY.”

He held up both hands. “You’re right. Not funny. Very serious.”

You exhaled sharply, pacing now like a tiger in a cage.

“This is huge,” you muttered, half to yourself. “My career? Ruined. My name? Dragged through the mud. My family? Calling me to ask if I’ve ‘forsaken God’—”

Minho blinked. “Okay, that’s dramatic.”

You stopped dead, eyes wide.

“DRAMATIC? MINHO, I HAD TO BLOCK MY AUNT ON FACEBOOK BECAUSE SHE CALLED ME A JEZEBEL.”

A beat.

“…What century is she living in?”

“FOCUS.”

Minho sighed, dragging his fingers through his hair.

And for the first time since this entire trainwreck had begun, he really looked at you.

Your arms were folded tightly across your chest, jaw clenched so hard it trembled. Your breathing was uneven. And underneath the righteous fury, the fire, the rage—

He saw it.

Humiliation.

Fear.

This wasn’t just a scandal to you. This was your life. Your reputation. Your family.

Your safety.

Minho straightened, cleared his throat and managed to muster enough courage to find his voice.

“Hey,” he said, his voice quieter now. Calmer. “We’ll fix this.”

You laughed—a bitter, brittle thing. “And how do you plan on doing that?”

Minho’s jaw locked.

He didn’t know.

Not yet.

But whoever had leaked that footage? Whoever had thought they could reduce you to gossip and grainy pixels? Humiliate you and smear your life across the tabloids like it was theatre?

They had made the single worst mistake of their lives.

And Lee Minho was going to make sure they regretted it.

•━━━━━━━━━━━•

Twenty minutes later, however, Minho was sitting in his office, head in his hands, while his PR team screamed at each other like contestants on a reality show.

“Do we deny?”

“We can’t deny! It’s him! We can literally see his face!”

“Okay, but how do we spin this?”

“Maybe say it was deepfake technology?”

“Oh, so AI Minho was out here breaking beds now?”

“WE NEED AN OFFICIAL STATEMENT!”

Minho groaned. “Jesus Christ, can everyone just—”

“Shut up?” one intern offered, ducking as a binder went flying across the room.

The office was a warzone. Papers. Coffee cups. Screaming. Someone crying softly in the corner. Possibly the Head of Crisis Communications. Hard to tell through the chaos.

Minho sat slumped at the conference table like a cursed prince in a kingdom of flaming paperwork, flanked by twelve PR specialists and zero solutions.

He hadn’t even had coffee.

“The stock’s dipped five percent in the last hour,” a voice piped up from the end of the table.

“Five?” another gasped.

“Six,” corrected a third, refreshing a graph with trembling fingers.

Minho exhaled through his nose. “So what I’m hearing is: we’re all doing really well.”

“I have a plan,” said a voice.

Silence.

All heads turned.

It was Felix.

Felix, in his immaculate blazer and pixel-perfect skin, who—until this very moment—had been watching from the window like a gothic Victorian ghost. Now, he stepped forward, chin raised, golden hair gleaming like divine retribution.

“You’re not going to like it,” he added, with the kind of grim solemnity usually reserved for war generals.

Minho gestured weakly. “Let’s hear it.”

Felix tapped his phone. The smart TV blinked to life.

LEE MINHO: THE MAN BEHIND THE HEADBOARD. A Love Story.

Minho said, “No.”

“Listen,” Felix said. “We lean in. We make it a love story. A passionate, uncontrollable, deeply consensual love story between two people thrown into an arranged engagement who—oh no!—accidentally fell into bed before marriage.”

“You are insane.”

“I’m a visionary, hyung.”

Jisung burst into the room. “It’s not insane. It’s working.”

“What?”

“Your ship tag is trending. #MinYN. There’s already a Tumblr fic called Cuffed By Fate and it’s got 4200 likes. Wish people reblogged more these days though.”

“In one hour?”

“Internet moves fast," Jisung supplies with a shrug, cheeks stuffed with grapes he had managed to grab in the midst of this chaos.

Changbin followed in, tablet in hand. “You’re not going to like this either—but your dad called.”

Minho sat up. “What?”

“He says this whole ‘sex tape’ thing? It’s good for business.”

Everyone stared.

“The engagement was polling terribly. Now people think it’s romantic. Reckless. There’s a petition for you two to star in a K-drama.”

Minho leaned back slowly.

“I want everyone out.”

They scrambled. PR scattered. Jisung took three pastries and saluted on the way out.

Only Minho, Chan, and Felix remained.

“I want to know who leaked it.”

Felix nodded, smile gone and work mode locked in as he adjusted his glasses. “We’re tracing the footage. CCTV. Remote access. Not an accident.”

“Who the fuck has that kind of access?” Minho’s voice cut through the chaos like a blade.

Chan’s arms folded, and for a heartbeat the room held its breath. Then, in a low, careful tone: “Someone high up. Someone close. Possibly… family.”

Minho felt the walls tilt. His mind raced—replaying every meeting, every forced smile, every curt nod exchanged with your father. Protection. Control. The words echoed in his skull.

Had the engagement ever been about safeguarding you—or about cementing ownership?

He pictured the hidden CCTV feed, the silent transmission, the deliberate timing. This wasn’t an accident. It was precision.

Minho’s chair scraped back as he stood. His pulse hammered in his ears. “Where are they?”

Chan hesitated. “Left with their father’s driver.”

“Willingly?” Minho’s question trembled on the edge of accusation.

Silence stretched. Then: “I’m not sure.”

Gears turned in Minho’s mind. Someone orchestrated this. Someone who knew every code, every security hole, every blind spot. Someone trusted. Someone inside.

He tugged on his coat, fingers brushing the gun at his hip. Outside, the city pulsed with oblivious life. But here—right here—Minho understood the stakes had just become lethal.

He stepped toward the door. His jaw clenched.

He only wished he knew the true target.

...

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thebluediner · 1 month ago

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FINALS WEEK OR OUR FINAL WEEK

roommate billie au

a/n: everybody clap ahhh I'm loving these roommate bille fics and headcanons

•roomatebillie who tells you to wake her up at specific times so she can study for her music history theory test but groans and whines when you do.

"five more minutes please" she pleads burying herself deeper into the warmth of her bed.

"yeah okay but just know you've already lost five percent with those five minutes in bed" you say acting like your unbothered but you stand next to her bed with hands on your hips.

"fuck okay I'm up" billie rises from her bed huffing as she finally opens her eyes draw away from the sleep.

•rommatebillie who wakes up with your bed still untouched from yesterday and just when she's about to call you the door rattles with keys before you appear.

"damn you look like shit" billie say as if she looks any better with her bed hit flying all over her face.

"that's exactly what happens when you fall asleep on a chair at the library" your croak taking off your choose and siding into your sippers.

"woah, you did that" billie gasps looking down at the time and it's only seven in the morning.

you look at billie deadpan because claley that did happen that's the reason you look like shrek after a dump on his muddy pool before dropping all your books and bags to the ground and flopping on your bed.

•roomatebillie who was studying, well atleast trying to study and absorb information from the full print page informt of her when you called her.

"bils can you please come help me downstairs" you asked her but your voice was breathy like you've been running or something.

"with what ?" she questions already standing up frm her desk looking through the window to see if she could get any sight of you.

"billie just come" you sigh frustrated already but your breath has stopped sound ragged.

"that's what she said" billie is quick to laugh but then you drop the call immediately making her laugh even harder.

when she gets down the stairs she finnaly sees you at the bottom leaning on the wall dazed. then she sees blue boxes on the ground next to your feet.

"what are those" she's also coming closer her eyes already recognising the brand of energy drinks.

" I bought bulk red bull's for us to have during the finals" you say pointing to one of the boxes letting her know that one is going to be hers.

" you bought for me too you're so nice" billie coos with a big smile on her face before kissing your cheek before grabbing the boxes herself.

"I've always been nice" you say with your most neutral tone hidding the blush of her action.

"mmh don't lie to yourself"

•rommatebillie who once again refuses to get up from her bed and do some assignments for her finals but you're there to scare her out of bed in your own way.

"mmh the warmer the blankets the colder the future" you say in a sing sing way which billie abruptly responds too by groan and screaming into her pillow.

"you're so evil where did you even get those phrase " she says turning her head towards you her eyes peeking through the covers.

"my mom " you say laughing.

•roomate!billie who drags you along to campus traditional even though you'd pretty much have your head in your books. the traditional basically consistented of everybody coking together on campus ground and when the clock hit midnight you'll all launch into a bunch of guttering concerning screams as a way to release all the stress of exams.

"COME ON YOU'RE NOT EVEN SCREAMING!"

"I don't really feel like it" you shyly mutter looking around you a little uncertain.

"SROP BEING A LITTLE BOY BABE SCREAM!" a crack smiles through when she compared your cowardly energy to a little boy.

"FINE FINE I'LL FUCKING SCREAMING" you shout loud enough for her to hear you over many other screams.

•roomate!billie who has a mental breakdown over all the stress to do good in all her classes while maintaining her mental health.

"oh baby, it's okay really" you try and comfort her with immediately embracing her.

"but it's not, I don't get any of this shit" billie complains even more even though it comes out more muffled than anything.

her head is burried deep in the crook of your neck with her fingers tugging on your shirt.

•roomate!billie who helps you with your flashcards the morning of the exam just to refresh your mind even if it's at seven in the morning and she has no class meaning she gets up all for you.

"I mean you're almost there you're just missing an important keyword" billie says her lips thin her eyes concentrating on the coloured card among the stack in her hands.

"okay don't tell me, let me try and remember" you pace around the room trying to think of the keywords shes referring too while your lips move around reciting the main keys of the topic.

"okay love you've spent atleast five minutes on this you gotta revise it again" billie gives you hr warmest look before handing over the card to you to read over again.

"oh my god , I'm so cooked it's not even funny" you scream flopping onto your bed and screaming into the pillow.

a/n: take my offering man :( I'll add more later

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baambied · 2 months ago

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꣑ৎ 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹

❝ VI ❞

𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 - you and vi are what some call and on and off fling , anytime you two try to break it off with eachother the universe keeps pulling you both back ... this time vi tries to end it once and for all which seemed to be going quite smoothly until you almost fucking died by an olive.

𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 - (not much of a warning this honestly so random) cursing , vi and reader are on and off , unserious short fic basically lol .. makeout session , thigh slap , err that's all.

m.list

The sound of people having their own conversations enter your ears , soft glasses filled with white or red wine clinking on and off the tables , laughter in the air as people indulged in their own conversations .... this was awkward.

really fucking awkward...

you fidget in the uncomfortable seat that was made for this fancy ass restaurant , pulling down your black skin tight dress as it kept riding up your thighs , your fingers softly patting on the table as you attempted to avoid eye contact from the red/pink headed girl across from you.

"I'm sorry, y'know .. but this just isn't really ... um?" The freckled girl stopped for a moment, her own eyes avoiding yours - that were still looking else where as if they'd make her crack. "working? yknow what i mean?"

you didn't answer her , simply because you weren't necessarily surprised by her words, considering you've heard them before.

finally, you stare at her, causing vi to be startled , the color red lightly soaking up her warm, freckled cheeks as she avoids your gaze once more. "Fine, whatever.." Your blunt words make vi look at you , her eyes slightly wide as she slowly nods, taking in your words."Uh - okay, but im being serious this time ... this just -" she stutters over her words, trying to find the right ones to make this go more smoothly.

"You're just ... alot" those words that escaped her mouth made your eyebrows jump.

this was new.

"excuse me? im what?" You ask the girl in response . You couldn't help but feel slightly offended by her choice of her poor words even though she was sorta correct ... your past relationships has always told you that you were sorta high maintenance , but how the hell was that your fault? god forbid a girl want attention 24/7.

"no! no - fuck! im sorry, i didn't mean it like that it's just ... you distract me a lot, and i have so much shit going on ..." vi stutters over her words in a panic, not wanting to offend you .. but it was true , she did have alot of shit going on in her life i means she just finished college a month ago and still hasn't been able to find a permanent job that's good enough , and her apartment rent is getting higher and if she's being honest with her self she doesn't thinks she's ready for a relationship .... but fuck , you ... you distracted the hell out of her, being around you was almost addictive.

she didn't know why that was, especially when you two are polar opposites but you were so fucking .... sweet ... in alot of ways that can't be described ... you care about her in ways alot of other people around her don't and she cherishes that dearly.

she likes that and it's hard to get rid of that , others probably wouldn't appreciate your blunt , slightly bitchy as others put it personality but vi had gotten used to it , and honestly she was sorta attracted to it.

but because you two were polar opposites anytime you'd actually try to be in an actual relationship, it always ended up with one telling the other, "maybe this isn't gonna work out," yet you'd end up in eachothers bed a week later .. a cycle that has been going on for atleast a month in a half.

At least you two were consistent.

"so what? you brought me to this overpriced restaurant to tell me this? mind you, our food isn't even at our table yet.."

"sorry! i just really need you to know this and they said the food should be out soon-"

"they said that 26 minutes ago , it doesn't take long to make chicken tenders and fries.."

"i don't know why you ordered that whe this is a seafood place"

"are you seriously critiquing my choice in food right now vi? seriously? you just basically broke up with me and now you're saying this?"

"....sorry?"

"actually, i don't think i want to eat anymore" you mumble as you grab your small purse off the table and gathering other items causing vi to frown at your actions

"what are you doing?" the colored haired girl questioned in slight confusion , her blue eyes watching you intently.

"Leaving obviously," you state clearly as you roll your eyes , your words make vi straighten her back and her eyes widened like a puppy as she mumbles a small 'wait'.

you didn't catch it as you decided to grab your leftover glads of white wine and down the rest of it , totally missing the olive at the bottom of the glass ... suddenly it felt as if your throat was clogged , your airways being blocked by a small ass fruit .. vegetable?

your hands drop the glass and they made their way around your neck, eyes wide as you looked towards vi with your big wide eyes before your body fell off the chair and right onto the cold floor of the restaurant.

vi was in the middle of a sentence when she saw your actions, her eyebrows knitted tightly in pure confusion as she watched you fall, her body shoots up in an instant calling out your name and running to your side, her eyes frantically eyeing your figure as she reaches down to pull you up off the ground.

she can hear the sudden panicked voices around her and gasps from others , chairs scraping the ground as other came to assist.

"fuck! what the fuck!" vi yells holding you up trying to get a look at your face, your hands still clung to your neck .. she could feel the shaky and unsteady breaths you attempted to breath "chokin- she's fucking choking someone help!"

"heimlick woman!"

"help her!"

to many voices entered her ears at a time , she squints her eyes in confusion.. what the fuck is him lick???

a man , suddenly walks over in quick speed - the waiter that was gone for almost 30 minutes now with your food quickly walks over, placing the hot food on the table before going to assist "heimlick!!" the man states loudly to vi , a thick french accent spitting out his mouth as he made an action of how to do a proper heimlick.

understanding and hearing what he said vi immediately closed her arms around your stomach, pushing in "Jesus! what the hell - come on!"

after a few more tries, you could feel the small olive making its way up your throat before it eventually shot out your mouth, making you breathe in deep breaths. the olive bouncing from the floor , and than nearly in an old short man's eye and then hastily in the hot plate of food that was just placed on your table minutes before .. neatly landing in the plate with chicken fingers and fries.

people's cheers were heard all around the restaurant.

"she's saved!"

"that short, pink haired gay girl is a hero!"

"how marvelous!"

vi's once tight arms loosen around you as she hastily turned you towards her facing front ... her hands making their way to your cheeks "you almost fucking died!" she exclaims with wide eyes flickering around your face and body "over a damn olive!"

"yeah im kinda aware of that!"

"holy shit! jesus you scared the fuck out of me oh my fuck!" vi spoke put rather dramatically as she removed her hands from your face and on her head in her hair .. she was still in shock about the nearly dying situation she could feel the pats on her back as people cheered for her.

your body shudders as unknown people came up to you , hands on your shoulder asking if you were alright ... you're aware they mean well, but my god, this was such an embarrassing situation , you tightly send them a smile before bending down to pick up your things that fell out your hands before hastily making your way out the place.

vi quickly followed behind you on your heels.

"Wait... wait! hey! you almost died, and now you're gonna walk away as if that didn't happen?" vi says almost sarcastically at you as she softly reached out for your wrist.

"hey , please .... let me take you home okay? is that okay?"

you sighed, feeling the hotness rise in your cheeks... feeling flustered and embarrassed at the same time.

"vi , im insanely embarrassed right now...."

"i know , that's okay..i don't think it's that embarrassing you choked on an olive"

her words that were meant to be comforting made you snatch you're hand from her grasp and cross them around your chest.

"baby it's fine okay , I'm really worried about still cause- shit that's never happened before and" vi continues still thinking about what happened in the restaurant.

"babe?" your word cut her off "didn't you break up with me a few minutes ago vi? and now since i almost died I'm your girlfriend again?"

"w-well um ... "

you sigh "how many times is this gonna happen?"

vi frowns at your sentence slightly tilting her head, "how many times? have you choked on an olive before? why didn't you tell me that-"

"no! god- vi i mean this!" your hand gestures between you and her "what even is this..." you spoke quietly as you leaned your back on the wall near you. vi follows your steps walking closer to you with a sigh.

no words are spoken, and because neither of you know what to say in response, the only thing heard was the loud voices in the restaurant main dining area .. the hall you and vi were currently in was empty , only you and her. vi leaned closer, and your eyes took time to study her as you always did her pinkish red hair , beautiful blue eyes that looked so incredibly soft at this exact moment as she stared at you ... her hand slowly coming up to softly caress your flesh on your thigh, making your body shudder under her touch.

"vi-"

"please.."

it was silent once more, vi didn't know why she said please as if she was pleading for something- and if she was she didn't know what for.

but all she knew in this moment was that she wanted your lips on hers.

her face moved closer to your own, you could feel vi's hot breath brushing against your face as she leaned in closer .. your lips parted, and your own breath became heavy due to the sudden change in the atmosphere surrounding the both of you , your hands moved to her button-up shirt, gripping it gently .. finally, she closed the distance between you, her delicate lips meeting your soft ones , while her hand firmly grasped your thigh before delivering a sharp slap against it making you let out a noise through the kiss as her other hand tenderly caressed your neck ... her lips danced against yours, savoring the sweet essence of your peach-flavored chapstick , which elicited a soft groan from her as she pressed closer against you.

you both were battling for dominance as her tongue slipped into your mouth ... you couldn't help but moan at the feeling , your thighs pressed together while your eyes closed tightly, your hands still clutching her shirt ... because of this, you knew for a fact you'd end up at vi's apartment, and you were well aware that you'd be waking up in vi's bed the following morning , which was hardly a shock ...

you can't even lie to yourself anymore ... you enjoy this ongoing cycle or pattern you and her have going on .. you grew to love the thing others would probably call slightly toxic experiences of waking up the next day with a throbbing love hangover.

written by @baambied please do not steal my ideas / work for your own use.

this was so random but wtv lol..

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justmylvr · 5 months ago

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your sweet little family.

new father!tenya iida x implied fem reader. part 2.

a/n: i think i'm going to turn this into a series? possibly post finding out about the pregnancy, iida during, and growing up. any ideas for a name?

you guys just got settled in with your little girl. she was born early which you blamed on iida, his consistent saying of 'early is on time!' must have influenced her. it was a longer hospital stay than you had expected but nothing would beat seeing tenya being so adoring.

your daughter was a few weeks old now, quickly nearing her first month home. tenya had insisted that he take the entire month to spend with you two. it made it much easier when there was two, you guys got atleast a couple hours of sleep while the other was caring for the baby.

tenya had decided he was going to cook today, so you got to coo and cuddle the baby. though this time, something new happened. you could swear she winked at you. quickly yet carefully. you picked her up and held her against your chest, rushing to the kitchen.

"tenya!! she winked at me! i swear!" you gushed, a bright smile gracing your features.

"are you sure, love? i know you're sleep deprived and might have seen something else. she can't exactly wink intentionally yet, if anything it was a reflex." he said simply, as he usually did.

"i know you researched this stuff but can't you let me dream?" a playful pout on your face as you draaticized the situation, even if there was a little truth to it.

with a smile and a playful hum, he looked back at you with the most loving gaze. he tried to match your energy, playing along with the dramstic display. "sorry dear, i'll do that from now on."

tenya set the knife he had been using to cut vegetables down, making his way over you. he was careful as he kissed the top of your daughter's head, then going straight to kissing you.

your sweet little family.

#mha #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction #boku no hero academia #mha smau #tenya iida #iida tenya x reader #bnha tenya

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actual-greenninja · 1 year ago

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The Hashira And how I think they will act as parents (PT 1?)

Rengoku/ Giyuu/ Sanemi/ x GN Reader (modern au)

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Synopsis: Basically what the title says, this is just a little brain rot, may or may not be trash. Just me talking about how I think they would be as parents, how many kids they would want, etc

Authors note: This was kinda hard because I've never written nor read any works of Giyuu so he might not be written too well :')

Note: NOT PROOF READ

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Rengoku🔥 (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

🧡 I see him wanting many children, not too many of course but quite a few! Maybe two like him and his brother, Senjuro. Or maybe even three or four, five if you will let him!

🧡 He wants to be a better father to his children than what his dad turned out to be after his mom passed away. Has nearly sworn off drinking when his first child was born because he didn't want to risk anything , poor thing :(

🧡 However you guys plan on having children doesn't really matter,he doesn't care of they aren't biologically his or not, he will love them!!

🧡 I see him having more sons than daughters, he wants to raise them up right to become good, decent men! And if he has a daughter he will teach his son's to protect her, even though he knows she will be more than capable to take care of herself. If they want to be demon slayers that's even better!

🧡 He tries his absolute best not to be too loud when he is holding his first baby, you have never seen him whisper the way he did when he held his first born.

🧡 Loves hearing his children play! And if he isn't busy he will join in and play along! Usually their games consist of Rengoku chasing them. Maybe he is a demon and they are demon slayers trying to fight him off, it's an adorable sight!

🧡 If he sees you playing with his children he will just sit back and watch for a little. Seeing his love playing with his children brings him so much warmth in his heart

🧡 You could say it sets his heart ablaze (insert laugh track)

🧡 He has a little bit of trouble saying no to his little kiddos. But he knows where to draw the line (some what atleast)

🧡Will randomly send you pictures of him and the kids (he does it shirtless when they're babies. Says they need skin to skin contact). Usually consists of both of them smiling, or watching TV or reading a book or Rengoku nibbling their cheeks.

🧡" Sweetheart! Look at our little sun flower! He's so focussed on the story book you got! And look! Whenever we get to the page talking about parents, he starts to laugh! *Chuckle* it seems he loves his parent as much as I do. Like father like son— huh?"

🧡 It's canon that Rengoku is half deaf and that is why he speaks so loudly, so I imagine his kids definitely gained a habit of yelling naturally when talking like their dad.

🧡Prefers to be called 'Papa' by his kids. I'm not sure why I just see it.

🧡His genes are strong. STRONG. All your kids (if biological) look exactly like him. Hair, eyes, smile and all. He finds it hilarious and will always mock you about it.

🧡Is there to EVERY game or concert, and if the school needs a chaperone he's your guy! Mom's love him, teachers love him, kids love him, even dad's love him. Who wouldn't?

🧡 As much as I praise him, like everyone he isn't perfect. Like I said, he has trouble saying no. But I also imagine that as much as he tries not to be like his dad, is how much he wants you to be like his mom, because he remembers her as such an amazing mother. So there is a bit of comparing but don't worry, he loves you for you!

🧡 Another thing about him being half deaf: hes off like a light when he's asleep. Baby is crying? Sucks to suck because 60 percent of the time he will sleep through it. But when he hears he will be the first one to check on your little one.

🧡Rengoku definitely will feel very hurt the first time his kid gets embarrassed of him. Like when they go through that "YOURE EMBARRASSING ME DAD!!" phase. Like, he will get so insecure and will feel like they don't love him anymore

🧡 "Sweetheart, do I talk too loud when I'm around their friends? Or do I make weird jokes? I thought saying "rizz" was cool??" Is what he will ask In the dead of night, and you will have to comfort him

🧡I imagine that Rengoku would love taking you and his kids camping and will make it a yearly tradition, even though it ends up a catastrophe every year.

🧡Over all a 9/10, amazing dad, had his flaws but honestly who doesn't?

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Giyuu 🌊 (⁠・⁠–⁠・⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ

🫐 He is okay with any amount of children you're comfortable with. He'd preferably want not too many, but also more than one, so two is a good number

🫐 Poor thing, the first time you told him you were pregnant he was completely emotionless for like two minutes, just staring at the ground. You were so scared but before you could speak he took your hand tightly and started sobbing. He was so happy he was gonna be the father of your baby :(

🫐 And if you told him you wanted to adopt he'd agree, showing support when you made the decision. But the moment he sees the child you're gonna adopt he feels tears stream down his face.

🫐 When he holds your baby for the first time, no matter how many babies you have he will never be use to holding them for the first time. He will be so gentle, whispering to them. He looks a little awkward but it's okay he's trying.

🫐 Faints the first time he sees a diaper. Why does it look like that? Why does it smell like that?! How do you put it on?! He was the youngest so he had no clue how to do this, but he'd learn for you and your baby.

🫐 "Darling! Darling! Please take the baby now!! He— he needs to be changed please!"

🫐"Giyuu I am at work what do you want me to do?!" -you guys when being new parents probably

🫐He's a very quick learner though so you won't have to worry. Soon he's working with the baby without breaking a sweat! You could even say he's a natural

🫐 He still can't handle things like puke and poops though. That's for sure, unfortunately.

🫐 When your kid is older he will definitely be at all the games, shows, recitals, whatever. But he isn't gonna be cheering loudly, he honestly justs blends into the crowd. But the moment your bundle of joy gets of stage he is congratulating them profusely.

🫐 Takes so many pictures of you and your baby. Has so many pictures, and sends it to all of his friend's (so like 3 people)

🫐 Doesn't embarrass your kids often, hes too rserved. But if a child even talks wrong to his baby, he will not hesitate to go up to them and give them a stern talking to, which may be a little embarrassing.

🫐If your kid likes to sing— He WILL sing along and take videos. But God forbid you take a video of him singing, he will chase you for your phone. He's a terrible singer, but he will do anything for your baby.

🫐 Will respect his kids boundaries. If they don't wanna hug in public, sure..he was the same at some point. He will feel a little hurt and go to you for reassuring, but he knows it's just a teenage thing.

🫐 Once tried to sound cool Infront of his kids friends but ended up looking kinda lame. TERRIBLE DAD JOKES AHEAD!!

🫐Tried making a dad joke with his kids friends, all of them stayed silent, so did he. The table was silent until one of them decided to change the subject. Giyuu has never known peace since.

🫐 Is a very light sleeper, some say he doesn't sleep so if his baby cries, he is the first to go and check on them.

🫐 He makes sure not to sound to negative about himself around his kids. He doesn't want them to end up with a mindset like his.

🫐 Do kids love him? Do parents love him? Do teachers love him? Nyeeehhhh. Quite frankly they forget he exists. He doesn't stand out, but atleast that means he doesn't do anything wrong.

🫐he has some flaws in his parenting unfortunately. You'd expect him to be stern, responsible parent but honestly he will let his kids get away with anything to 'help his chances of them liking him'.

🫐 Also something that isn't entirely his fault is that he is unintentionally emotionally distant as his kids get older. Like, he won't know how to comfort that well. But he will try his best. Nothing but the best for his kids.

🫐 Overall 8.5/10. Great dad, not extraordinary but still pretty amazing

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Sanemi 🍃(⁠ノ⁠ಠ⁠益⁠ಠ⁠)⁠ノ

🌱 The moment you announce that you're pregnant he is crying and becoming a little frantic. The most stressed out of the three despite his usual nonchalant demeanour.

🌱 He is making sure that you are taken care of, making sure everything is ready for the pregnancy months before

🌱If you guys are adopting he is alot less frantic but still very on edge. Making sure the bedroom is ready. Making sure everything is baby proofed.

🌱 But the moment the baby enters your lives it's like all that stress melts away in the blink of an eye. When he takes the baby into his arms and holds it against his open chest he is whispering sweet nothings into the kids ear.

🌱 Like Giyuu, he can't handle poop or vomit. Especially vomit. The first time your baby threw up on him was on his chest, and unfortunately since he keeps his chest own it slid down to his stomach

🌱 He shrieked. Genuinely shrieked.

🌱 "HOLY SHI— SHHHH....." he is trying his best not to swear Infront of your kid. He doesn't want to be remembered by your baby as an angry man.he can't. He refuses to let that happen.

🌱 You know he is stressed. Very very stressed. He doesn't want to be like his dad, his abusive father that he could only remember beating him and his siblings. He wants to be better, he needs to be better. But this worry leads to him having many sleepless nights where you would comfort him, telling him that he will never be his father.

🌱 When your kid gets older he will definitely take part in any little games they want to play. And he gets a kick out of it when he's the villain, because trust me when I say he is a phenomenal villain for his kids

🌱 Speaking of "kids", he wants more than one, definitely. Atleast three, but if that's too much for you he won't mind at all! He is a Girl Dad™ , nothing will convince me otherwise.

🌱 If he has a kid that looks exactly like him then he will be very careful. His baby is the most pretty, handsome thing in the whole universe, so how can he nitpick his appearance when he knows he has the eyes, nose and hair of his baby?

🌱 Lets his kid trace his scars, wether it be with their fingers or with markers. It gives him a sense of purpose.

🌱 Will he be a chaperone? Hell no. He hates any kid that isn't his. Will he host birthday parties? Hell yes, if it's his kids. But don't expect him to make small talk with parents.

🌱 If his kid shows romantic interest in Giyuus child he will actually combust. He doesn't want to be overbearing but if Giyuus 'spawn' goes near his angel he wil be throwing hands (with Giyuu).

🌱 Speaking of which, when your kid has a crush he will try not to be mad and sad at the same time

🌱 "Oh? Someone has caught the eye of daddy's angel? Well that's... Nice. Who is this kid? Is he nice? What's his name? What does he say? Do you know his parents? You know daddy will always love you the most"

🌱 Gets (very) defensive of his kids. If he's at a parent teacher meeting and the teacher dares to say something like "your child is too (this)" or your child is too (that)" he will get very upset. But he knows when he's child is truly the problem and will sternly check them.

🌱 Takes pictures of your kid doing the dumbest things in the dumbest angles. Have you seen that one pic of a guy standing on a babies shoulders captioned "on baby"? That is what hed send.

🌱 "Hey, babe. Look at our little mochi. Our baby is just the cutest thing alive😊❤️" and it's a picture of your baby from that one angle from the top of its head making it look dumb.

🌱 I imagine Sanemi has a sweet tooth, meaning he has a stash of sweets somewhere and of course he will share with his babies! But only one or two, anymore and he'll start to get a bit cranky.

🌱 He gives his kids punishments like the naughty corner 😭 and will make them stay there for 10 minutes before taking them to their room and calmly telling them where they went wrong.

🌱goes it his kids games/events and cheers LOUDLY. Almost rivals Rengoku. He is yelling, cheering, even swearing but each time it gets to that level he is kicked out.

🌱 Sanemi has quite a few flaws to his parenting. He has a bit of a temper, and although he keeps it in check it's hard to do so when he just came back from work. He will apologize many many times if he gets too upset

🌱 overall 8.5/ 10. He's a good parent, and he tries his best

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Thanks for reading. Reblogs are appreciated. MIGHT make a part two with Tengen, Iguro and Gyomei

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hanglimi · 1 year ago

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fireworks - yu jimin

y/n finally got to make jimin do what she wanted, and it ended in a night that the both of them would never forget.

this is a part two of this fic!

TAGS - jimin x f! reader, fluff, slight angst, college au

WORDCOUNT - 2500~

WARNINGS - swearing, suggestiveness, THE amusement park date,

A/N - heyyyy guys, i'm sorry i was gone for like a month and a half. will i ever be consistent? no! but atleast enjoy this fic!

“go on a date with me.”

you know you didn’t phrase it like a question–if you had even wanted to in the first place. it was more of a demand, and considering the fact that the girl in front of you had practically offered herself up to you, of course you weren't going to ask nicely and give her the opportunity to decline.

“that’s all?” jimin wondered aloud, her tone made it feel like she was making fun of your request.

you raise an eyebrow, reaching your hand out towards her own, holding it briefly–as if to enunciate your feelings.

“if you want it so bad i could ask for much, much worse.”

she flushed red at the words and quickly backed away from you, shaking her hand violently before hitting the wall behind her with the force of her unknown feelings.

“i lied!” she sputtered, hot on her feet, quick to take the elevator down to her level.

“i’m perfectly fine with just a date!” she yelled down the hall as she entered the metal box, not noticing the multitude of heads that turned to observe her odd behaviour.

“she didn’t give me her number,” you mumbled, shutting the door as you laughed to yourself due to her idiocy.

“i’m still trying to wrap my head around this,” aeri said, her eyes overlooking the school’s campus, deep in thought.

“you’re going on a date.” there was a pause, then a slight laugh, “with y/n? the girl who goes for anything that moves?”

“it wasn’t really an option, aeri, more of an order.” jimin’s head was on minjeong’s lap, enjoying the security and comfort it was giving her in this time of need.

“and of course you followed because you like being ordered around,” ningning giggled, teasing her friend.

“yeah, jimin.” minjeong agreed, shaking her head. “you know you could’ve easily disagreed with her offer, right?”

“you guys don’t understand because you weren’t there standing in front of her. it was her tone of voice–the way she was looking at me, i felt like i was drowning in a sea of y/n-”

“that's enough.” ning drawled and rolled her eyes, “i don’t want to hear about your sexual fantasies.”

“it’s not sexual!” jimin stressed, getting up from minjeong’s lap with speed, smacking the poor girl in the face with her hair. “it’s just a crush. a school crush, to be exact.”

“and you guys have already progressed so far in the five minutes of seeing each other to be going on a date.” minjeong said, rubbing her cheek softly with a pout on her face in pain.

“who knew jimin had more game than me,” aeri sighed, looking up at the sky and wiping an invisible tear from her eye. she stood up suddenly, clasping her hands together to create an abrupt sound.

“so?” the group looked on at her in collective confused silence.

“when is the date? we have to prepare you for this.” aeri paced around the group, staring jimin down.

“oh my god, i forgot to get her fucking number,” jimin groans in realisation, her palms pressing into her face as she let her head fall back down into the shorter girl’s lap. this time, minjeong pushed her away, not wanting a repeat of several seconds ago.

“well then go get it, dumbass”

you let out a deep sigh as you stretched, raising your arms over your head, hearing a couple cracks release in your body as the morning sun rays forcefully entered your room through one of the closed curtains.

it was one of those rare days– the days where you weren’t scrambling to throw a party later in the evening. the days where you realised just how lonely you actually were when people weren’t drinking or smoking pot in your room. it’s not something you were particularly proud of, but either way, it was the only way you had succeeded in making lasting friends. even though half the things you and your friend group talked about with red eyes and running noses wouldn’t be remembered the following days.

but thinking too hard about it was making your heart beat weirdly, and your lungs take in smaller amounts of air, so you ignored the thoughts and rubbed at your eyes as you made your way to your couch to catch up with your morning doom scrolling.

ten minutes in, and you were somewhat interrupted by a knock at the door, one which started off timidly but gained in volume the longer they knocked.

“whoever’s there, there's no party today!” you yelled, hoping the message got across.

after a pause, the knock sounded again, as loud as the other one ended, and you grumbled as you got up to go open it and tell the person off.

an unexpected face appeared in front of you, and you couldn't help but let out a wide smile. you could feel her eyes raking your body up and down, and while you did like a little bit of appreciation, you didn’t like how your skin started to heat up at her gaze, so you stopped her drooling short.

“what a nice gift for me at 1 in the afternoon.” you said, jimin standing in front of you, her phone held tightly in her grasp.

she slightly untensed at your words, and cocked her head. “you look like you just woke up, but it's literally 1pm.”

“a girl does what a girl needs to do” you shrug in response.

she shakes her head, and instead hands you her phone, open to a new contact page.

“a woman with such little words, but such big actions.” you giggle, grabbing her phone, entering in your contact information. “i can get behind that.”

you hand her phone back and she just stands there, looking anywhere but your eyes.

you raise an eyebrow, waiting for her to leave you to your devices.

“so, what’s your favourite first date spot? food-”

“oh don’t worry baby, i’ll be planning the date. just sit tight as i figure things out.”

you regret all your choices as you frantically search up on google “first date ideas.”

it’s not that you’d never gone on a date before. (you had only been on one, and honestly, it didn’t really count because the girl had to leave early anyways.) it's just that you had never gone on a date with a girl you liked this much.

jimin was an enigma to your brain–like fitting a square piece into a circle hole. she turned your heart inside and out, twisting and wringing it dry, and it’d last you through the whole day. the small amount of interactions you’ve had until this point have kept an eternal smile on your face as you create scenarios in your mind before sleeping. it’s never been like this before, and it’s definitely stressing, and scaring you.

the flirty facade you’d been using on her can only last so long. and you just know it’d run out by the time you're on this date.

“not what I was expecting when you said you’d plan it all out.” jimin marvelled at the amusement park in front of her eyes, twisting and turning rails high up in the sky.

“is it not to your liking?” while the way you said it had a teasing tone to it, you genuinely felt insecure as she looked around, viewing the experience.

“you know that's not what i meant.” she said, turning towards you, and gazing at your outfit. you were simply wearing a pink shirt and shorts (quite short shorts, but shorts all the same), but the way she was eating you up made you feel as though you had shown up naked.

you simply pushed her limp body towards the ticket line. one; to advance to the actual fun part of the date, and two; to get her damn eyes off of you.

the night was young, and you could tell jimin was excited by the way she was pulling your hand towards each of the activities, the smile on her face never fading. the joy she was exuding was enough to make your night as you simply watched her like a puppy observing its owner having fun.

she looked back towards you as she ran ahead, her smile so wide it made your own lips curve up. the wind was hitting her face, making her hair flow in the same direction–all that made her look even more beautiful in your eyes. the tight feeling in your chest hadn’t gone away all night, and it wasn’t something you were used to. it was annoying you, because every time you got near the girl, your brain short circuited, your breathing close behind. this wasn’t like you, but you couldn’t say that you minded that much.

“let’s play this one y/n!” the girl screamed ahead of you, using both her hands and jumping up and down to wave you towards her. you let out a breath of happiness, and increased your pace, ignoring the tug of your heartstrings.

“this one?” you coughed, analysing the game. It was one of those ones that were bound to scam you out of your money. completely impossible, but you don’t think that’s why jimin was so eager to play it.

the aim of the game was that one person had to wear a blindfold, holding the water gun up to the target’s level. the other player was to stand behind them, listing directions for the shooter to listen to and follow. this wasn’t the complicated part of the game–the game in itself wasn’t complicated at all honestly, just rigged. the part that got jimin so excited, so bouncy and giggly, was where the player who was directing the shooter had to wrap their arms around the other’s waist. (they definitely didn’t have to, and jimin only told you the truth after finishing the game.)

jimin was standing very close behind you. you could feel her hot breath on your neck, the hairs all over your body rising at the feeling. the clerk at the game stood there, an eyebrow raised at the your positions, but started the game anyway.

miss after miss, swear after swear, and you had ended the game with 2 points. a high score and the only score for the both of you. the ghost of her hands were still around your waist as the clerk signalled the game ending. you laughed at a comment jimin had made as you pulled the blindfold off of your face, shaking your head to properly get your hair out of your face. she stopped talking and looked at you for a quick second, before looking away and pulling you towards another game, thanking the man that stood behind the counter.

the two of you didn’t notice the clerk’s slight smile as he looked at the both of you, giggling and running away from his stand.

“young love,” he muttered into the night.

"no ferris wheel?” jimin asked you as you urgently pulled her along with you. she had dragged you to way too many stupid rides and games. well, they weren’t stupid, they were actually fun, but the whole reason you planned the date here was going to happen soon, and you had no time to waste anymore

“too boring,” you said, glancing back at her. “and i may just be deathly afraid of heights.” she laughed heartily, and you couldn’t help but grin widely at that.

you finally reached your final destination, which was an area of flat grass, where hundreds of other people sat, preparing for the show. you led her far off from any other people, and helped her sit down on the ground before lowering yourself too.

“so what did you bring me here for?” she asked, a questioning look in her eyes. she had hope in you–after all, today was the most fun she had had in days considering the amount she was studying beforehand. the grudge jimin held inside from you blasting music all day long was practically long gone. it was barely a thought she even remembered after spending this night with you.

“you trust me, right?” you stared at her in the eyes, holding her cheeks in your hands. she felt them warm up at the contact and nodded her head. “then just wait and see.”

so the two of you waited, and waited for what felt like eternity–which you wouldn’t have minded spending with jimin by your side–before you could hear people shouting in glee. you pointed upwards, redirecting jimin’s gaze to the sky, just as the first firework popped.

honestly, you think you watched the girl’s face more than the actual firework show, but the way her face lit up at each one gave you much more joy than any emotion gunpowder exploding could evoke in your body. she turned to you after a bit, and you swore you saw tears in her eyes before she hit your shoulder lightly and told you to watch the fireworks too. you listened to her for about 5 seconds, before turning to her again, capturing her face and drawing it pore for pore, line for line in your mind. that’s something that no matter how high or drunk you got, you would never forget.

the two of you had large grins on your faces as you walked out the amusement park exit, hands ghosting on top of the other.

“thanks for, you know,” you stand there and don't extrapolate, rubbing the back of your head in shyly. for the first time, you weren’t able to look into Jimin's eyes. there was something about the girl–something that was making the person you’ve hid inside for so long come back again.

“why are you thanking me?” jimin said, perplexed, and she didn’t like how she was staring at the side of your face, not at all.

“just for, like, actually coming out with me tonight.” you let out with a suspicious tightness in your chest, the intensity of her eyes was too much for you at this moment. “it was a great hangout-”

“hangout?” she cut you off, a frown forming on her face. “the deal was a date. i came out here with the mindset that this was a date.”

“well, it could totally be a date!” you waved your hands in front of her, eyes wide as saucers–your entire demeanour screamed asking for forgiveness. “i just didn’t think you’d want it to be one. considering this wasn’t really done out of your will,” you mumbled, finally facing your body to look at her.

“i could’ve easily declined your request, y/n.” she stepped closer to you.

“i did this out of my own free will, y/n. i did it because I actually like you.”

you froze at the comment, and the heat that was spreading all over your body decided to come up to your face, causing your cheeks to flush and a smile to break through your tight lipped mouth.

“i’m glad,” you whispered in her ear, pulling her towards you until she was flush against your frame. the square piece that wasn’t fitting before had finally forced its way into the round hole–and you couldn’t have been any happier.

“because i definitely like you too.” you finished, and you swore that that night, another firework–not included in the show–had blown up in your heart.

A/N - why did i write this like one of them was going to die 😭😭

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sakurapandadreams · 10 months ago

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PLACEMENTS THAT EASILY MAKE FRIENDS

Please take all of these predictions with a grain of salt I'm not a professional astrologer.

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If you have any questions here are the GUIDELINES

This post consists of placements that if one has in their chart finds it easier to socialize or understand the social dynamics better in a external settings.

One also needs to take the entire chart into consideration.

🎞 Venus in the 1st house

Natives with this placement are very diplomatic, sweet kind and easy to approach. Quite helpful in nature if their close to you, and even if their not they still very amicable. They almost never break friendships from their side. These individuals have the emotional intelligence to understand how to handle people. Hence they may find it easy to form friendships.

🎞 Gemini Moon

Extremely understanding people. Sure they have their own mood swings and their ups and downs but who doesn't ?. Inspite all odds they never give up in their friendships. Most have an idea that it takes time for a friendships to build and they give that time to their close ones. [To all the people who have a Gemini Moon friend please cherish them]

🎞 Libra Moon

One of their most admirable trait is what helps them form so many friendships and even relationships which they eventually benefit from is the fact they give a very highly thoughtful advice and again know how to make people comfortable around them. They have a decent idea when you need to say what. Won't say a thing if they know it will be a waste.

🎞 Venus in the 10th house

These people are so kind like genuinely their really good at their job [provided they love what their doing] yet so humble. Most I know are very popular atleast in their own groups yet they make sure everyone around them also equally feels like the main character of their own lives [which everyone should].

🎞 Mercury At 29⁰

Such natives are quite popular due to their talkative nature. Most love to talk to people very social. If it's in a 🔥/💧sign then it's a bonus these people are easy to talk to or approach. Also these people don't think before talking lol I love it tho. But yes these people are also good at saying understanding things at the right time.

🎞 Mercury Atmakaraka

These individuals have a way with their words and also have wide variety of topics to talk about. These people always keep a smooth flow of conversations. Have a great sense of humor too. Basically their fun people to talk to so who wouldn't wanna be friends with them

🎞 Jupiter Atmakaraka

Individuals with this placement have a very bright personality and extensive knowledge. Each time you talk to them you learn something new. Brilliant at giving advices too. People may like to talk to them because of their optimistic nature, seeing how they never lose hope is admirable.

🎞 Sun Atmakaraka

The Sun shines the Brightest hence these people are quite popular and leadership comes naturally to these natives. Even if their introverted they may have such a personality which draws people to them. [If you say buddy there's no one who's drawn to me] You guys are also quite intimidating hence there are people who want to be friends with you, it's just you guys need to be a bit more open that's all.

🎞 Venus in Aquarius

These natives are the type of people who are very popular and friends with many people. If their not an extrovert their definitely an ambivert. But what's best about them is how open minded they are let's say they like something which you don't these people don't dismiss other people's opinion.

🎞 3rd house ruler in the 7th or 11th house

Again these people are talkative and their laughter is contagious. Their outgoing people who know how to take jokes. These people also love to talk information. Basically at times they can surprise people with the information they hold. [Not me I know yall 😏😌]. Can have or be a part of big groups. Or have connections with important people YES which means your equally important.

ALSO A VERY HAPPY NAVRATRI EVERYONE 🥳��

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