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hold-my-hand-kuroo · 4 years

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phases of the moon

tbh when they told me that i’d need eighth grade biology in the future, i didn’t think it’d be for this

also it’s almost 2 AM so forgive me this isn’t proof-read

pairing: tsukishima x reader

i. waxing gibbous

At the young age of seven, you meet your lifelong friend for the very first time. Initially, you’re a little bit scared to meet your new neighbors, especially when you’re told that one of the sons is the same age as you. It doesn’t make it easier that Tsukishima Kei is especially cool for a five year old. He’s quite tall, fast at his subtraction tables, and exceptionally good at naming dinosaurs and reading big words. To you, he’s basically an adult and completely unapproachable, even after sitting quietly in his room while the real adults were chatting elsewhere.

His room is clean, and you’re amazed at the stacks of chapter books resting on his desk. They have pictures of fossils and big-toothed birds and when you open it, pages are filled with blocks of long words; you’re amazed, curious, but unable to read any of it.

“Do you like dinosaurs?” the blonde boy asks, watching you flip through his books just for the pictures. You jump a little bit, surprised that he finally decided to speak to you after what seemed like years of silence. He has a raised eyebrow, but he doesn’t seem too mean. You’re still a little scared. “Or maybe not…?”

“They’re cool,” you finally answer, flipping back to the page that caught your attention. “I like this one the best.”

“That’s the tanystropheus.” His reply is instant, and you start to think that all kids that wear glasses must be smart. He gets up from his chair and walks toward you, taking a seat right next to you on the floor. “Its neck is three meters long which is like, way longer than its entire body.”

He continues on listing facts and saying large words that completely go over your head, and really, you’re in awe at his knowledge. You can’t believe that he’s really seven, but you also can’t believe that the quiet boy from two minutes ago is actually quite talkative. It’s almost like a switch was flipped, turning him into a more animted version of himself. You don’t mind, but you wish he’d slow down just a little bit so that you could follow.

“Which one do you like?” you ask, diverting the topic and hoping that he’d stop. He flashes you a grin before flipping to another page. It’s clear that he has the book memorized.

“I like the pterodactyl.” Pointing to what seemed like a dragon, his eyes are practically glowing. “They can fly, you know?”

“Like birds?”

“Yeah, but birds are a little different since they have feathers.”

For the next three hours, Tsukishima reads to you, and even though you’re confused with some of the names, the effort you put into understanding seems to please him. It’s not every day that he has a companion to talk about dinosaurs to; usually, his friends would call him boring and leave, so he doesn’t bother expressing his interests. In fact, he’s so ecstatic at his newfound companion that you find him at your door almost every day with a new book in hand. Over sweets, preferably strawberry shortcake, Tsukishima reads to you, pausing once in a while to see if you have questions. Sometimes, he’d adjust his glasses a little, and you’d find yourself thinking over and over again, “He’s such an adult.”

Afternoons get loud when Tsukishima introduces the card game Dinosaur King to you. He’s all smiles when you walk into his room one day, running up to you with his deck and a deck of your own that he bought with his carefully saved allowance. Once the two of you get into it, hours feel like seconds. Rather than gameplay, you’re more fascinated by the card design, but since you know that Tsukishima likes a good challenge, you try your best to play well. You find your math skills improving drastically, calculating lost life points almost every day, and when you beat Tsukishima for the very first time, the two of you laugh at your own excitement and flailing arms.

Once it got warm enough to play outdoors, you pass your time in his backyard with his older brother, Akiteru, who’s actually a real-life giant. Even though he’s tall and a whole twelve years old, he smiles a lot and is just like a kid, except not. You don’t know much about him except for the fact that he plays volleyball, and according to Tsukishima, who practically glows with pride every time you watch him practice, he’s very good at it. You think volleyball might run in the family’s blood considering that whenever Akiteru throws a ball for you and Tsukishima to receive, you’d always miss while Tsukishima would bump it back. You’re a little proud that your best friend is smart, athletic, and incredibly kind and wonder if he’s just naturally good at everything.

Childhood is filled with reptiles, backyard volleyball, and laughter, especially Tsukishima’s. You can’t say you hate the sound of it considering that it makes you giggle too. For Christmas that year, you write a letter to Santa wishing that things would stay the same forever.

ii. waning crescent

Things begin changing when you’re both twelve. Tsukishima’s tall as ever, looming over most of the other kids in your class, and with his height comes the expectation for him to be a real adult. You almost feel bad for thinking the same thing five years ago, especially when he starts to smile less. It’s childish, he says at one point, renouncing his card games in place for constant volleyball practice.

If anything, Tsukishima’s more focused on volleyball than ever, and you’re not surprised. With Akiteru being both his idol and the ace of Karasuno, you figured that he’d want to follow his brother’s footsteps at some point. You’re not sure what being the ace means, but Tsukishima’s convinced that only the coolest grown-ups are allowed to have that position; you suppose that’s why he’s trying so hard to act differently, but you don’t mind helping him out. Tsukishima’s the happiest when you’re throwing balls for him to receive or spike after school, and because it’s the only time where he genuinely smiles without holding back, you’re more than willing to keep helping him practice. It’s the closest thing to normal and is painfully nostalgic.

You’re not sure what to do when Tsukishima begins to tease you. Sure, his tongue has gotten significantly sharper within the past few years, but you know well that he’d never tease out of malice. Not to you anyways, so you just laugh and tease back, because you hate letting him have the last laugh.

When rumors being to spread at school about Tsukishima being some big bully, you’re more than eager to debunk each and everyone, to show them all that your best friend, although a little bit cold, is nothing of the sort. He stops you though, because he doesn’t care. You don’t understand what’s so fun about being feared or ostracized, and you definitely don’t know why he continues to push his classmates away, but you don’t want to force him to do something he doesn’t. Still, you wonder if the whispers ever bother him. Being cool and an adult at the same time seemed incredibly lonely.

Yamaguchi is a special exception much to your delight. Rather than being frightened, he reminds you of your younger self being attracted to Tsukishima’s maturity, and you find it oddly reassuring that Tsukishima is still able to let people into his life. You suppose it’s because Yamaguchi is interested in volleyball too, and now, he can pass the ball with someone besides you during his free time since you’re not that good at the sport in the first place. Nonetheless, Yamaguchi urges you to join. “The more the merrier,” he says, and Tsukishima seems to agree but never verbally. It’s been five years though, so you know that when he fiddles with his glasses and looks at the ground, it means he wants you to play with him.

Whenever you’re free, you visit the junior volleyball program to cheer on your friends. Tsukishima pretends that he hates the attention, but you know he doesn’t, and when you’re asking Yamaguchi about how practice went, you catch the blonde’s eyes flickering at you and then away. You know he wants you to ask him too, and you almost always comply if he isn’t being too mean to you. It’s fun to tease him back since it always catches him off guard. It’s then that you begin to hope that maybe, just maybe, Tsukishima would replace some of those condescending smirks with more smiles again.

Your hopes are for naught.

Despite fully immersing himself into the sport, Tsukishima’s first time watching a high school match ends with an abrupt realization. You and Yamaguchi are with him, and it’s devastating to see his face fall when his eyes meet with Akiteru’s in the stands, cheering for the guy he’s been lying to Tsukishima about being. It’s the highest form of betrayal, and after that single match, everything changes.

No longer does Tsukishima walk to volleyball practice with hidden excitement, and no longer does he ask you to practice with him after school. It becomes hard to talk to him, much to your dismay, and you often find yourself sitting in his room in silence as the two of you study. He doesn’t read to you, he doesn’t flaunt his knowledge. He just sits there across from you, not meeting your eyes at all. Maybe it’s out of shame for trying so hard to be someone who wasn’t what they said they were. Maybe it’s just the crippling disappointment eating away at his spirit. You don’t know and neither does Yamaguchi.

His image doesn’t improve that much in class either. You’ve noticed that he has a newfound distaste for excessive energy and big expectations, and it makes him more dislikable by the kids around him. His tongue is venomous, and even though you know deep in your heart that he’s a nice person, nobody se can believe it. Still, he’s never genuinely rude to you aside from occasional snide and playful remarks. That’s the only thing left that you can keep a hold of, so you settle for it.

The two of you are so far away from being adults, but it feels so lonely even then.

iii. new moon

Tsukishima’s aware that he’s different from how he was during his childhood, but it’s always comforting to know that you understand him inside-and-out. He’ll never say it out loud though, since he isn’t exactly good at things like expressing his feelings or showing genuine sincerity, but he expects that you’ll understand. The knowing silence that the two of you shared is practically irreplaceable.

Which is why it hurts a lot more when you choose to confront him.

It’s the night before his summer training camp during his first year of high school that you have your first serious fight with your best friend. In the past, your fights have been more like playful banter or simple bickering. You’ve never raised your voice against him and vice versa, but when you’re sitting on his bed and watching him pack his bags while complaining about what a hassle practice is, you can’t help but question his motives.

“Then why are you still in the club?” you ask, raising an eyebrow. He hums, his usual sound for acknowledgement, but doesn’t turn to look at you.

“It’d look good on my resume,” he answers matter-of-factly. You’re not convinced, especially since you know for sure that his grades are already stand-out and that he could’ve done anything but continue the sport.

You sigh. “Are you sure that’s it?”

“What do you mean by that?” You notice the small change in his tone and suddenly become aware of the awkward tension in the room. Slowly, he turns toward you, feigning a smile. “You know that it’d just be easier for me to continue, since it’s the only sport I know, right? You can’t expect me to learn basketball-“

“Kei, you like volleyball don’t you?” you interrupt, shaking your head. You’re desperate to know why he keeps burying his feelings, especially since the trust between the two of you was a piece of work years in the making. It stung a little bit, and frankly, you’re sick of it. “You like volleyball, so that’s why you keep playing.”

“Haven’t you been listening to me since like, forever?” he asks, laughing sarcastically while rolling his eyes. “I hate sweating, and you know I can’t stand the weird duo. I’ve said it thousands of times, hello?”

“Then you would’ve quit.” You say it bluntly, because in reality, it is that simple. Tsukishima liked to pretend to be complex, but he never was. “I’ve known you for years, Kei, and you wouldn’t keep playing if you actually-“

“I hope you aren’t pulling the childhood friends card.” Now that one hurt. “Even if we’ve known each other for years, you can’t be so sure that you know everything about me, right? I mean, I barely know anything about you-“

“Liar.” You feel yourself getting heated. You’re not sure if it’s because the conversation is getting nowhere or if it’s because you’re shocked by his words, but you don’t want to just drop the topic. “Kei, you’re scared, aren’t you?”

“Of what?” he scoffs. He grips the shirt he’s holding to the point where his knuckles begin to turn white. That’s how you know you’ve hit bullseye.

“You’re scared of trying hard again, because you think everyone around you are better than you-“

“But they are. That’s just facts,” he scoffs again, this time becoming more tense. “No matter what I do, I can’t even compare. Have you see how Hinata jumps? I’d just get eaten up, so why would I even try?”

“Because you want to, but you’re just scared of failing.”

His gaze at you becomes icy, and you feel chills running down your spine. Gulping, you try your best to not waver under his pressure, because you meant everything you said. You know you’ve struck a nerve when his eyes turn into a glare, face close to a scowl. He’s mad, and you’re at a loss of what to do.

“I don’t know why you’re being like this, but I’ll have you know that failing isn’t impressive,” he says with a wave of his hand. His tone is like nails against a chalkboard, and you feel as if the relationship you’ve built throughout the years has completely disappeared. “Let’s say I do try, and I get benched anyways. That’d be worse than if I didn’t-“

“See? You’re scared.” You sit up straighter this time, refusing to lose your edge. He glares at you, jaw clenching, but says nothing. “You want to become a better player, don’t you? You shouldn’t be afraid of being like—“

“Enough.” He’s curt and to the point. If there’s anything that he hates more than wasted effort, it’s being confronted and having the confronter being correct. Of course, he shouldn’t be surprised since it’s you, but he’s still annoyed. “It’s getting late. You should leave.”

You frown. It’s not late at all. In fact, dinner probably wasn’t even ready at your house yet, but you know what he’s trying to say. Getting up slowly, you pace to his door, opening it quietly. He’s not facing you anymore, and you turn around to see that he’s occupied with folding more clothes to add into his duffel.

“Kei…you know I’m telling you this because I know you’re capable right?” you try one more time, voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve seen you block before, and you can read other people so well-“

It falls like fake praise against his ears, and in his mind, Tsukishima remembers all the blocks he couldn’t stop, the ones that he knows that even if he tried, he couldn’t have due to a sheer difference in skill and talent. There were other people who were good or even better at his position, and he’d be damned if he were caught trying and still couldn’t compete. He knows he’d lose in the end, and he wants to avoid the sinking feeling of disappointment at all costs.

He thought you knew. You were there with him when he saw his entire dream diminish into nothingness within the span of seconds after all.

“Someone’s getting all cocky just because they’ve known me for a while, huh?” he lies through his teeth, nails digging into his own skin as he says it. He wonders why he can’t come to terms with you, but more importantly, he wonders why he’s choosing to hurt you instead. “Don’t get too ahead of yourself. Like I’ve said, maybe we’re not as close as you think, Y/N.”

You wince. It’s his first time speaking to you like that, and you realize it’s the same tone he used to mock others. Other that weren’t close to him at all. It hurts a lot more than you expected. Still, you refuse to have him have the last word.

“Fine. Be like that.”

The two of you don’t talk for the next few days, and you don’t even receive the regular texts complaining about Hinata and Kageyama while he’s gone at the training camp. It’s lonely without Tsukishima to vent to, and you miss the snide remarks he’d make about the people you hated. He was always there to cheer you up, but now, he only makes you frustrated. You don’t think you’re wrong, but you wonder if you had gone too far that night. Maybe you should have just left it as it was, or better yet, not have brought it up at all.

It’s not until Tsukishima returns home that you hear from him.

“Hey,” you star awkwardly when you open your door. He’s showered but looks exhausted from playing the sport he supposedly hated for days on end. The worst part was that he still wasn’t looking at you, and you’re so bothered by it that you don’t hear his mumbling. “What did you say?”

“Sorry,” he mutters again, staring pointedly at the floor. His brows are furrowed in clear frustration, and when you let out an audible gasp, he only grows more flustered. “I said too much before.”

“Me too,” you respond after taking in his apology. You don’t remember the last time, if ever, that Tsukishima had said sorry to you, and you’re surprised that he’s even capable of doing so. “I shouldn’t have brought it up-“

“No, I was being…rude,” he struggles. It looks as if he’s physically pained with the idea of admitting his faults, and if it weren’t for the situation, maybe you would’ve laughed. “I didn’t mean it when I said that.”

“About what?” you probe, and he grunts, foot shuffling ever so slightly.

“About us not being close,” he practically grits through his teeth. He’s conflicted with what to say next, but you’re more amazed at his honesty. “We are. I didn’t mean it. And you were right.”

He stands still, bracing himself for a response. In reality, Tsukishima Kei is afraid of a lot of things, and he hates to admit it. He knows that you’re aware of his fear of humiliation and being overwhelmed by others around him, but he wonders if you also know about how scared he is to lose you, his closest friend. His tongue is sharp, too sharp for his own good. He’d be lying if he said that he didn’t lose sleep during the past few nights worrying about how he might’ve made you cry.

“I like you a lot more when you’re honest, Kei,” you chuckle finally, and he lets out a heavy sigh, shoulders sagging. You can tell that he was anxious and that it took a great deal from him to see you, but it’s almost endearing. “And here I thought that I’d have to open up applications for a new best friend. I was thinking about Tadashi, actually.”

He smirks, looking up. “If you’re in the mood to tease me, could you at least let me in? You’re letting all your air conditioner out with door open, and I’m in the mood to complain about people.”

You comply almost instantly, pulling him by the wrist through the door and into your room. Like clockwork, he sits against your bed right next to you, and it almost feels normal again with him telling you about terrible the training camp was and how he couldn’t sleep because the people around him snored too loudly. It’s relieving.

“I learned how to block better,” he adds finally after debating whether or not to tell you. Your eyes glow, and oddly enough, he can’t find it in himself to hate how smug you look. “I still hated the camp though.”

“Because you missed me, right?” you joke. Tsukishima outright stiffens straight, holding his breath and hoping that you wouldn’t notice. But of course, you do. “Oh man, I really got you there.”

“Shut up,” he grumbles, looking away again with a scowl.

iv. third quarter

You remember a few things. The sound of Ushijima’s spike hitting Tsukishima’s hand followed by the slam of the ball that lands back on the floor, the roar of the crowd, and Akiteru’s yelp as your iron grip around his hand tightens and practically cuts off his blood flow. When you break down the memory further, you see Tsukishima just seconds before the block wearing an awfully cocky smirk, and that’s when you realize that it’s all premeditated. From the way he kept glancing at the setter with such a cold and chilling stare to the way his arms moved over toward his left, Tsukishima had played the block over and over again in his mind. It was the seed of his efforts finally coming to fruition.

And then there was his declaration of love for the sport that was no longer “just a club,” his yell that silenced the court and stunned everyone in the stands. Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted the stray glance that he spared you, as if to ask, “Did you see that?” You almost laughed, because of course you did.

These thoughts flood your mind as you cling on tightly to Tsukishima in the lobby after the game, ignoring all the obnoxious howls and cheers from Tanaka and Nishinoya in the back. You feel like you’re about to cry again, as the tall boy desperately tries to pry you off of his body without being too forceful, pushing you by your shoulders and desperately trying to walk out of your hug. He says something about you making a scene, but you honestly don’t care enough to listen.

“Are…are you crying?” he asks, voice mixed with surprise and frustration, still trying to shove you off. “You’re getting your snot all over my shirt, Iet go, Y/N-“

When you finally do decide to put some space between the two of you, Tsukishima sighs in relief and sends Yamaguchi and Hinata a glare for giggling in the back; however, what he didn’t expect was for you to take his hand into yours, gently tracing your fingers over the bandages. He sighs as you being to tear up again and runs his free hand through his hair.

“Pretty lame, right?”

“Kei, you’re literally the most stupid person I’ve ever met in my life, and I hope you know that.” He’s not used to being insulted, let alone twice since Yamaguchi had also given him an earful in the bathroom. He’s startled and annoyed but chooses silence over bickering. He’s still a little scared of fighting with you for the second time.

“It was only one block, and I got hurt anyways. It’s-“

“It was a whole block against Ushijima,” you wail loud enough for the entire lobby to hear. Tsukishima’s absolutely mortified, giving a look to Yamaguchi and telling him to get something to wipe your tears with, anything. “You touched the ball so many times, and you knew where all the spikes were going, and you read them like an open book, and you made their setter scared, and then you even tried to run to do that slide spike thing, and then you did the yelling thing for the first time ever, and-“

“Okay, okay, I get it, you thought I did well,” he practically pleads, trying to steer you to a less crowded area. The boy is desperate to escape the grins of his team members. “Now will you please stop crying? Actually, why are you even crying? I don’t understand-“

“It’s because you’re stupid.”

You ignore the affronted grunt he lets out and instead wonder how you could possibly explain to him about why you were crying. Would he even be able to understand what it felt like when you witnessed his fall from grace, the abrupt end to his childhood, only for him to rise again and become more than what he could ever expect? You doubt it, but just thinking about it keeps your tears going, and you’re sure that you’d have worst pair of swollen eyes after you were done.

“Why are you crying harder now?” he huffs, exasperated.

Tsukishima rolls his eyes and does his best not to tease you about your futile attempts at hiding your face. He groans inwardly, not knowing what to do when you were emotional. He’s not very in tune with his own feelings, let alone someone else’s, so instead of struggling for proper words of consolation, he heaves a very heavy sigh and pulls you back into his chest. He’s a bit awkward with his hands, not knowing where exactly to put them after you lean in. His arms hover around your waist, but he doesn’t dare touch you. He doesn’t know why he’s so nervous, but he keeps his arms awkwardly in the air until it’s time for him to leave for the awards ceremony. Even then, he doesn’t actually want to leave you alone still crying.

“I’m gonna call you later,” you tell him right before he’s about to turn around, “and I’m gonna tell you about how dumb you’re being. Again.”

“Looking forward to it,” he mumbles under his breath, and you barely hear it. Barely. “I’d clean myself up if I were you though. You look terrible.”

Your laugh comes out as some kind of sniffle or snort. Tsukishima shows a face of disgust. As is turns out, mean Tsukishima and happy Tsukishima weren’t mutually exclusive. And you could live with that.

v. full moon

You suppose that after years of pretending to be some kind of mature and cold adult, Tsukishima has to make up for the childhood that he ended earl on. Or at least that’s what you reason as he wraps his long arms around your waist, pulling you in between his legs. Placing his chin on your shoulder, he presses his cheek against yours, moving around ever-so-slightly, because he knows that you’re terribly ticklish.

“Kei, I’m trying to type a paper,” you whine, trying to shake off his long arms. Of course, he doesn’t let you, and you feel his fingers sink into your sides. You let out a yelp. “It’s due in an hour, so I’d really like it if you stopped tickling me.”

“Maybe you should’ve worked on it earlier this week, then.” He’s trying to provoke you, and even if you can’t see his face, you know he’s wearing his signature smirk. “I mean, you had all that time, but instead, you just-“

“Why are you acting like you weren’t the one who made me rewatch all the Jurassic Park movies?”

“You could’ve just said no,” Tsukishima laughs, running a hand through your hair. It didn’t take a lot to realize that he was trying to get you to fall asleep before you could finish properly.

“Even though you were clinging onto me so that I wouldn’t be able to leave the couch?” you muse, refusing to be deterred. Your fingers continue to move at a lightening pace, but you’re not sure what you’re actually writing.

“I don’t remember that happening, though.” His voice is playful and teasing, yet soft enough for you to start feeling your eyelids grow heavy. “Looks like someone’s getting sleepy. Why don’t you just call it a night?”

“I’m almost done, Kei,” you try to reason with him. You hear him sigh, and roll your eyes. “If you want cuddles so badly, help me edit my other pages so I can get this done faster.”

“I never said anything about cuddles,” he denies almost instantly, voice raising. You can tell that he’s flustered and smile to yourself at your small victory.

Despite his protests and clear explanation that he wants you to hurry up because he can’t sleep with your laptop screen being that bright, he takes his phone to access the document that you’ve shared with him, still refusing to let go of you. He always hated editing on his phone, but he chooses to tolerate it just for you. He won’t admit it, but he likes the way your body feels pressed against his chest and how you’ll jolt when he accidentally pokes your rib. He laughs at your little typos while scrolling carefully through your paper, making sure to tease you about them, as he also enjoys it when you get frustrated and try to get out of his arms. He’s fully aware that you can’t, and he’s sure that you know that too, but he finds the effort amusing.

“Why does it feel like you’ve returned to being a kid,” you groan quietly, annoyed that your concentration was being broken. “I know you want to be spoiled and want my undivided attention, so it’d work out a lot better for the both of us if you just edited my work quietly. Like a good kid, Kei.”

“I’m 23,” he corrects pointedly, casually skipping over the fact that he really did want your attention and was getting annoyed that you were so focused on your essay instead of him. Sure, he understands that it’s an important final for you, but he can’t help but feel just a little bit irritated that the bed was feeling colder than usual.

“You look like a hag but have the mind of a toddler, I swear.” Just one more conclusion paragraph and a works cited page. “I’m almost done, baby. Promise.”

“Am I really being called a kid when you can’t even do your work on time?” he snorts, eyes tiredly scanning the wall of words. He yawns and buries his face into the side of your neck. Setting his phone down on your lap, he lets his finger brush against your thigh and laughs when you grumble something about him being more of a kid for stealing your strawberry from your cake earlier today. “When you’re free tomorrow, I’ll buy you a new slice.”

“Yeah, so that you can steal my strawberry again,” you mutter with a roll of your eyes. “I know you, Kei.”

“Such a shame that you couldn’t have it,” he chuckles. “It was good, I’ll tell you that.”

As an act of grace, Tsukishima gives you a moment of silence to quickly add the finishing touches to your paper before watching you hit submit with excessive gusto. Laughing at your over-dramatization, removes his arms and all but drags you to the bed.

“It’d be more romantic if you carried me instead of pulling me around like luggage,” you complain. He extends his arm for you to rest on, and you adjust yourself so that you can face him.

“You’re dating the wrong guy if you’re looking for a Casanova.” He allows for you to take his glasses off and nearly presses into your hand that you place on his check. Moving his palm to cover your own, you hum as his fingers trace over your skin.

“Should I break up with you, then?” you tease, making it apparent that it was just a joke based on the amount of tenderness in your voice. “After all, my boyfriend looks at me the same way he does at dusty, old dinosaur bones.”

“Even though your mom literally called me today asking when we’re planning on getting married?”

“I wish she’d stop,” you sigh and frown. “I can’t believe she’s already talking about marriage when we haven’t even graduated yet.”

“She’s been talking about marriage since our second year of high school. This isn’t anything new.” Tsukishima breaks into a small, rare smile. “We’re going to graduate soon, though.”

“And? Are you saying what I think you’re saying-“

“I’m not trying to imply anything,” he denies with a grin. Cheeky. “Rather, what are you implying?”

“Well, do you want to do the whole marriage thing?” You question him out of curiosity rather than with an intent to pressure. After all, you had a hard time imagining Tsukishima in a domestic setting, especially since all he ever did was bother you and distract you whenever you had chores to do or cooking to get done. “I mean, not like right now, but in the future.”

“I wonder,” he muses. Running his thumb over your ring finger, Tsukishima thinks about which types of rings would suit you the best. His mind plays through design, color, and cut of the diamond, but he does this silently while chuckling at your look of confusion. He doesn’t want to say anything now, not when the two of you were still very much overwhelmed with what life had to offer. There’d be a better, more appropriate time, and he tries to picture what that day would be like and when it’d be. He gets a little excited by his own imagination.

“Kei, what’s that supposed to mean?” He only looks at you in response, eyes tender even if he won’t say exactly how much you make his heart grow crazy and how he feels like he’s the luckiest man in the world. He’s sure you know how he feels anyway.

“You’re tired, right?” he chooses to respond instead. Placing chaste kiss against your forehead, he closes his eyes much to your dismay and protests. “I’m already asleep.”

There’s something about his delicate and warm kisses that puts you at ease. From the way his arm always stayed around your waist at night to the look he’d give you first thing in the morning, you have a sinking suspicion that you already know the answer to your question.

“Love you, Kei,” you whisper, and despite him being “asleep”, you the corners of his mouth quiver slightly before turning upward.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #tsukishima kei #kei tsukishima #tsukishima #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #kei tsukishima x reader

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atinybitofau · 5 years

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Y E O S A N G ⇎ the breakup

THE ONE WHERE YOU TWO BREAK UP CAUSE OF THE BOYS.

a/n: yo this could be in a lot of my au’s lmao. unedited too cause I’m lazy sorreh.

• “You’re a mental bitch!”

• “And you’re delusional dickhead!”

• “I’m delusional? Me?! When I broke up with you, I think it was more on the lines of you being delusional rather me.”

• “God, Yeosang I could just—“

• you two are pulled apart.

• by none other than Hongjoong.

• for arguing yet again after two months of successfully avoiding each other.

• but the annual secret santa was obviously something that you two can’t avoid.

• had to see each other for the sake of the circle.

• “Can you two for once. For once not try and kill each other? Please?”

• Hongjoong has had enough.

• knowing yes, it may be partly his fault.

• partly the circle’s.

• for pulling you both apart.

• the circle is more than just a single person, yes.

• their fault too for breaking you two up.

• for telling you, Yeosang was exclusively meeting with his boss— a beautiful woman.

• and for telling him, you were exclusively texting your ex again— a man you loved.

• the both of you were delusional, yes.

• but so was everyone else in the room.

• because they still weren’t able to see through the endless arguments and empty threats,

• that you two were still very much in love with each other.

• despite the illusion.

• “Give me my goddamn secret santa recipient so I can just leave.” you mumble eyes sterned away. “I can’t stand being here anymore.”

• he scoffs. “Make that two of us.”

• finally something you two can agree with.

• you take your slip of paper, hug Hongjoong, bid the boys goodbye.

• not forgetting, of course, to flip off your ex Yeosang on the way out.

• you think, why was he so abrasive?

• why was it always your fault?

• he’ll always blame you for the break up.

• you don’t know why.

• when technically he was the one seeing another woman behind your back.

• when he claimed you’ve been texting your ex.

• which actually looked something like this,

• ‘You think Yeosang will like his anniversary gift?’

• ‘I don’t see why not. I always liked the things you gave me. being your boyfriend surely would be enough’

• ‘thanks.’

• that was it.

• so yes; you were texting your ex boyfriend for advice while dating Yeosang.

• was that so bad?

• but yeosang see’s it differently.

• see’s it as a way you wanted out of the relationship.

• that texting your ex behind his back was despicable.

• yet he didn’t know seeing his manager for business meetings were a bad thing.

• it was meaningless topics anyway!

• that looked a little like this,

• ‘So you promise to complete the report by next week?’

• ‘Sure thing.’

• that was it.

• so yes; he was seeing his boss behind your back because he didn’t think it was sneaking around.

• didn’t feel the need to tell you?

• because it was work.

• his relationship with you was far from that—

• work.

• it was his luxury being with you.

• but apparently now it was a sin.

• “Hongjoong, I’m not getting him a gift.” you storm into the room, not even caring Hongjoong’s fist was almost half way down a crying San’s mouth. “Switch with me.”

• “Um.. a little busy here.”

• you remove Hongjoong from a whiny San.

• immediately taking the fish bone out of the whiny boy’s throat like a scene from a medical show.

• San crying in joy.

• and now you’re glaring at your circle’s designated leader.

• Hongjoong no doubt unsurprised by your visit after your secret santa recipient pull.

• “Okay now you’re not busy anymore. So give me someone else.”

• Hongjoong sighs. “I told Yeosang no. And I will tell you the same thing.”

• “He got me too!? Oh my fucking god, he’s going to buy me the worst thing to ever exist. How could you ruin Christmas for me, Joong? I thought we were friends.”

• “We are.” he raises and eyebrow, arms crossed over his chest. “Which is why as your friend, I’m going to fix whatever broken relationship you have with him even if it kills the both of you. Even if I ruin everyone’s christmas. I’m willing to take the fault this year too.”

• “Joong!” you whine in retaliation.

• “No. Don’t Joong me. I’ve had it with you two. And you will buy him the greatest gift you could ever think of, without your past ex’s help this time, or so help me god I will never speak to the both of you again.”

• Hongjoong was a conniving thing.

• the reason why he lead your squad.

• had the feel for things and what to do.

• so here you are back at square one.

• wondering what you could possibly get Yeosang that he’d love.

• the gift, you think.

• the one you were supposed to give him but failed to do when he broke up with you.

• you’re holding it at the party.

• thinking he’s going to hate it.

• even if he would’ve never broken up with you.

• even if you were able to give him this when intended.

• he’ll hate it just like he hates you.

• “Merry Christmas, nerds.” Mingi announced sporting his lovely santa costume for the night. “It’s secret santa time!”

• you don’t look at Yeosang at all.

• hoping this night would be rudely interrupted with a natural disaster.

• however he’s looking at you.

• hoping you’d snap out of the trance he accidentally put you in.

• looking if you’d look pretty wearing the gift he bought you.

• wondering if..

• if it’s enough.

• now the gifts are dispersed.

• San happy to be getting a new plushie.

• Seonghwa excited about his new vacuum.

• Joong ecstatic over a new art set.

• and the rest.. the rest ready to return their gifts.

• last but not least, it was you two.

• the moment everyone had been waiting for.

• the Christmas miracle or the Christmas disaster.

• a Christmas definitely for the history books.

• and you decide to start.

• shakily holding the small box towards Yeosang.

• he stares at your hands.

• not because he’s avoiding your eyes (maybe)

• but because he’s wondering if it’ll fit.

• his gift.

• then he’s interrupted by yours.

• “H-here. If you don’t like it, the receipt’s in the bag.”

• Yeosang gulps.

• decides not to open it actually.

• hands you his first.

• “This one, mine.. I didn’t get a gift receipt. Sorry.”

• you look up for the first time.

• eyes locked in pure infatuation.

• because you forget for a moment that you used to love this man.

• would do anything for him.

• you forgot how beautiful his eyes were when he wasn’t pining on killing you.

• “S-should I open it?”

• your voice is like waves of the ocean.

• crisp and calm.

• something he used to love to hear first thing in the morning, the last thing before he falls asleep.

• he wants to hear it like that more.

• forgot what you sounded like when you weren’t pining on killing him.

• “Yeah. You should open it.”

• the boys share a glance and think,

• maybe they’ve done it.

• they’ve cracked the illusion.

• that they were delusional for not realizing how easy it was,

• it was to get you back together.

• when you were both obviously still completely in love with each other.

• “Yeosang?”

• it’s a little slow for you tho.

• not knowing why he got you the same gift.

• “Did you follow me?”

• “W-What? N-no! I had that since. Since before we broke up. Had it to give to you for the anniversary.”

• “You idiot.”

• the smile you play,

• him stuck in the game.

• confused a little, he has to admit.

• until he opens your box given to him for christmas.

• realizing it was the exact same.

• the same thing he got you.

• “You.. but I never..”

• “Yeosang, I was supposed to give that to you before we broke up. For our anniversary. I swear I didn’t—“

• he stops you with a kiss.

• bracelet hanging off his fingertips.

• the boys squealing in the background.

• and you’re gone.

• in temptation and loss.

• because how could you be stupid enough to forget?

• forget how much you two really loved each other.

• “Don’t care.” he chuckles hoarsely against you. “Don’t care if you did do it on purpose. Did it on accident. A gift from you... A gift from you is the best gift a man could ever ask for— the best I could ever ask for.”

• you don’t know if he’s quoting the text you two broke up from.

• don’t care.

• God no, you don’t care.

• only care about him right now.

• “Being with you is the only gift I’ll ever ask for.” you murmur back. “The only gift you could give me that’d be the best.”

• “AWWW COME ON YOU TWO KISS SOME MORE!”

• you both think,

• you’ll have to thank them one day.

• the circle you two were in may have been in fault.

• but you were so glad they were the one’s that were.

• or if it weren’t for them,

• you two wouldn’t be standing here not wanting to kill each other right now.

• a fault that was definitely made up.

@atinybitofau

#yeosang #yeosang x reader #kang yeosang #ateez yeosang #ateez #ateez preferences #ateez reactions #ateez scenarios #yeosang imagines #yeosang oneshot #yeosang reaction #enemies to lovers #breakup #ateez imagines #yeosang scenarios

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pbandjesse · 4 years

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Im getting to writing this a little later then normal. Not wildly later. But I felt like I lost a lot of energy after work and am just feeling a little better right now. Thankfully sleeping last night after James brought me home juice and a donut knocked out my headache. And I slept pretty well for the most part. Waking up is still hard but it wasnt so bad today.

I got up and washed and dressed. I felt a little off but not to bad. Dasia let me know she wasnt going to be in and that was alright. We had someone else coming today anyway so it just worked out. James drove me to work and I was happy about that.

I was a little upset though because I had seen a dead cat on the road yesterday and I didnt want to see it squished today. So when we got near there I told James I was going to close my eyes because it had upset me so bad yesterday. And he let me know we had passed it but then was about to tell me what it looked like!! I literally just closed my eyes to not see!! He didnt tell me but it threw me off that he would do that.

But soon I was at work and I had to focus on the kids. And they were a little tougher today. The two newer girls lied to me a lot today. First about classwork, then about their actual classes. And they figured out a work around to get on youtube (which is supposed to be blocked on their chromebooks) and we caught them on them multiple times today. To say I was stress about this would be an understatement. I dont like talking to the kids so sternly but I was not happy. And after having such a nice day yesterday. Ugh.

Then I went to have a snack and discovered that my bunny grahams tasted like tomatoes sauce because of the container they were in and the actual lunch of leftovers was spoiled and I just sort of spiraled in upset. Texting James and being upset and frustrated and so to try to help me feel less grossed out he promised to clean out the fridge and he did and that made me feel a little better. But it didnt help my food situation much. Thankfully I still had grapes and cashews but it was just a weird food day.

We had some fun though. Sewing. Working on things. Skateboarding at lunch. It was a beautiful day and that helped my weird feelings. We only got outside once though because the kids had a lot of afternoon stuff. Though the sisters told me they didnt have anything for almost 2 hours and when I insisted on looking at their schedule I discovered they both had a whole class that they may have never gone to?? Like ever?? I think their parent, or the people at the other daycare they had been going to, dont know how to use the schoology site and so they had gotten used to being able to show them a page and be like "See! I did everything Im supposed to do!" but I opened up like two things and found they havent actually completed anything. So I made them complete a few of them at least. I hope mom comes in tomorrow morning so we can talk about it. I know she knows the one was behind but I dont think she is aware by how much they both are. Im trying my best for sure but man. Frustrating.

Soon the day was wrapping up. And James was on his way to come get me. I finished cleaning up my area and was about to leave when I remebered I left the ipad in the class so I went back in and found that the two girls who I know had class for another half hour were on youtube again!! I told Mr Burns, who takes over after me, and so he went in to watch them closer. So frustrating.

But James was here and off we went. We stopped at tacobell since I had no lunch. And then we drove out to Timonium so I could meet up with an guy I bought James a christmas gift from. He was having shipping issues and because we were so close I was like. Its all good Ill come to you and he was really nice. The building was the Pay Pal office and it was really pretty inside, all marble. Plants. And the guy was really nice and I think James will really like the gifts. The guy gave me another free thing for driving out there.

We headed home after that. But made a pitstop for a milkshake. Which was good but I think zapped my energy.

We got home and James went to play video games and I went to pack up some orders. Be proud, I surpassed $800 in sales today. In my first month!! Im pretty proud of that. But I packed those up and took them down for drop off. And then I felt weird and tired so I went and laid in bed and watched a video until James got off the switch so I could play for a little. I just did some clean up and some christmas decorating. But then I got off and got back to laying in bed. Being mopey.

Eventually James came and laid with me. But he had been cutting peppers and touched my face and them my face was burning from the peppers!! Rude. So we had to run to the bathroom to wash my face and his hands.

I did mope around a little more but then we got to work on decorating our tree and that was fun. James had dried an orange and I strung those slices with cinnamon and anise stars. We might add cranberries but I am really happy with how it looks and it smells like black licorice but its so cute. It was a fun activity for sure.

Once that was done I got to work and made some more bears that Im really proud of. Im going to have to get more fluffy fabric even though it sucks to sew because the results are just to good. Just entirely to cute. So I worked on those until almost 930 and finally called it a day.

I went and showered and washed my hair. I found sweetP sleeping in the towel basket in the closet. So cute. And now I am in bed. I have to dry my hair still. But I feel a lot better. Just sleepy.

I hope tomorrow is a good day with less lying and more just hanging out and enjoying the day. I hope you all have a nice night and a great day. Goodnight everyone!

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purplesurveys · 4 years

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survey by lets-make-surveys

1 - Do you have cats? Tell me about them. No. My sister used to have a cat, but Arlee passed away last April, I think a day or two before my birthday.

2 - Do you have an open fire in your house? Would you like one? Idk what that is, but it doesn’t sound appealing as I live in a tropical country as it is. More heat would just be uncomfortable.

3 - Are you a fan of making things cosy? What kind of things do you do to make your home feel cosy and snug? Cozy is nice, of course, but I wouldn’t always invest in them. I’d want my own place to have scented candles and fluffy pillows and blankets, but those three things are probably enough for me. I don’t really need fairy lights or oil diffusers or whatever.

4 - Do you still buy DVD’s or do you just use Netflix? Netflix. The last time I received a DVD was around...2013 maybe? when my mom gave me a DVD of Gone with the Wind for Christmas. I haven’t sought them out since, since everything is now online anyway.

5 - What kind of games console(s) do you have? What kind of games are your favourite? I grew up around video games but of all the people in my family who enjoys them, I was and am literally the only one who was never any good. I learned to be content with just watching my dad and cousins from the side, haha. Anyway, at home we’re currently using the PS3, PS4, and Switch.

6 - What was the last thing you had to drink? Water.

7 - Do you like things to be colour-coordinated or does it not bother you? Not for absolutely everything, but sure. My notes, back when I was still in school, were always color-coordinated. Also, when my parents asked me to reorganize their closets when I was younger, I liked fixing their clothes according to color too.

8 - Are you a big reader? Do you own many books that you’ve not gotten around to reading yet? I used to be, as a kid. Everyone called me bookworm and I embraced that title, haha. Then I got depressed and that never went away and everything got busy in life, and I was just slowly unable to finish books that I kept buying until I stopped reading altogether. I definitely have a number of books that are still unfinished to this day.

9 - Are you a fan of scented candles? What kind of scent(s) do you like? Mmm no, but I can see the appeal. I’d love to try buying one or two one of these days. They’d probably be perfect for Friday evenings after a work week.

10 - Do you believe that black cats are bad luck? No. I don’t believe in symbols like that. It’s also so frustrating hearing that black cats are still among the least-adopted animals in my country, because it only means people continue to believe in that ridiculous mindset.

11 - What’s your favourite breed of dog? Have you ever owned that breed before? Every breed is my favorite, except for, honestly, chihuahuas and pugs.

12 - Do you have laundry that needs to be done right now? No.

13 - Who or what was the last thing you shouted at? My family was playing Pictionary during the blackout yesterday and that was just a lot of constant yelling, lol

14 - Is there anything in your home that needs repairing or replacing? One of our electric fans broke a few months ago and we have a couple of leaks in the ceiling of our dining room which make it inconvenient whenever it rains. One of the lightbulbs in the kitchen is also close to going out, but I think my dad has already bought a replacement bulb for it.

15 - What kind of phone do you have? Do you use it often? iPhone 8. I’ve definitely been using it a lot recently. My depression for the last two or so months has made me reliant on background noise, so I have YouTube Autoplay all day long. I’m starting to see the effects on the battery hahaha, but it’s okay as I plan to get a new phone once I can finally afford a monthly plan.

16 - Who was the last person you spoke to on video chat? I was on video call with Angel and our HR supervisor on our first day last Monday.

17 - When was the last time you took any medication? Is this something you have to do regularly? I think it was a Biogesic for my headache, which is the only kind of pill I ever take anyway. No, I only pop one whenever I feel my temples start to throb, which isn’t too often.

18 - Where do you keep your shoes when you’re not wearing them? We have a storage space under the stairs, where our shoe rack also is. All my shoes are on there as we’re not allowed to bring any shoes upstairs (welcome to Asian homes, hahaha).

19 - Is your room/home generally clean and tidy? How long would you say you spent on housework each day? It’s clean. I don’t move around in here much except to sit at my desk to work and then sleep at the end of the day, so. As for housework, my mom’s a total control freak when it comes to chores, so even though I always want to help she wants things done her way, the steps of which only she knows.

20 - If you could have any snack in the world right now, what would you pick? What about a drink to go with it? I don’t have any particular craving right now, actually...maybe sushi? Deep fried maki sounds great rn. Just water would be fine.

21 - What’s everyone else in your household doing right now? Dad drove out for his work and my mom tagged along. No clue what my siblings are doing downstairs as I haven’t showed myself today so far.

22 - What was the last new item you bought for your home? (something like curtains or furniture, not something unique for you like clothes). Mom bought new plates as she felt like replacing the plate set we’ve had and been using since first moving here in ‘08. She also got a new tornado mop after the old one broke.

23 - Do you have a favourite mug to drink out of? Does your favourite change depending on what you��re going to be drinking? Yeah I used to love my color-changing mug with the wi-fi design, but now I’ve been using my mom’s Starbucks copper mug the most. As for the second question, no it doesn’t work that way for me. I’ll drink anything in my current favorite mug.

24 - What are five things you like to have within arms reach when you’re sat on the computer or settled down to watch TV? Phone, laptop charger, a hairtie, a blanket, and the cleaning cloth for my glasses.

25 - When doing surveys, do you have a certain routine or anything, or do you just sit and do them whenever and whatever? I don’t have a ~routine per se but I do have a few traditions, so to speak:

I prefer a cup of coffee to accompany me while taking them though I don’t always follow this, like now.

If I’m taking surveys in public, like at a coffee shop, I zoom out my Chrome to around 67% so that no one could see what I’m doing.

I try to check out Bzoink everyday for new survey leads, but sometimes Tumblr will be filled with good surveys (like now - there are so many good ones floating around on here recently??? I’m so not complaining) and I keep track of them by liking those survey posts to take in the future.

I generally avoid bolding surveys, but when I do take one I prefer to actually answer each item, so that it doesn’t end too quickly for me.

#survey #surveys

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a-simple-imagine · 5 years

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Baby, It’s Cold Outside

Requested by anonymous: “Could I request a Dan x female!reader that’s full of a bunch of cuddles and softness and Dan being so happy because he’s finally in a stable relationship with someone he loves”

Pairing: Danny Torrance x fem!reader

Words: 1.7k

A/N - kinda sad that doctor sleep isn’t in cinemas here anymore... I miss my baby rose

An empty bed always feels worse when you’re left wondering if he's ducked out. It wouldn't bother you normally. Not every relationship was meant to be but this time was different and not to mention this was definitely more than a one night stand or a fling. You thought you actually had something; He made you happy and you thought you did the same for him. You toss over in bed staring out the door you could have sworn you closed; last line or security after all. He must have left it open. You sigh to yourself As you let your eyes flutter closed.

"How are you still tired?" You groan at the question burying your face further into the pillow. "Never met someone who can sleep so much."

Looking up, you spy none other than Dan Torrance leaning against the doorframe in a pair of grey boxers. A smile on his lips; a tray held comfortably between his hands. You were glad he was still here.

"You wore me out," You joke, a lazy smile spreading over your lips. "For a second I thought you had run out on me... again."

"Are you still hung up on that," Dan walked into the room, sitting down on the edge of the bed and placing the tray beside you. Glancing towards the tray, it holds a plate of chocolate chip pancakes in the middle. A glass of orange juice to the right. A bottle of syrup to the left.

"It was a one-time thing- promise, I even made you breakfast in bed to make up for it."

"Oooh look at you," you tease, pushing yourself upright so you back was against the headboard. "Thank you."

He kicks his legs up onto the bed, getting comfortable beside you. Taking the tray, you place it in your lip, picking up the cutlery that had slid out from under the side of the plate. "What do you want to do today?" He asks as the blade cuts through the surface of the fluffy pancake. You shrug, offering him the piece. He leans in to take but not before you can pull it just out of reach. An amused smile on your lips as you hold it out for him again. He's cautious but takes it into his mouth.

"Honestly? Sleep," You suggest, cutting a piece for yourself.

"I figured you'd say that," he started, placing his hand on your leg which was covered by the duvet. "But- and hear me out here. How about we- I don't know, go outside?" You glance to him briefly before turning back to your food. "We could have lunch, maybe watch a movie?"

"Or," you drag the word out for emphasis. "We could stay in bed and order in food. Plenty of viable movie options on Netflix."

The man just shakes his head. "How about we go out for lunch and then return, much later, to watch a movie. Cuddling could be on the table but only if we take a walk after said lunch."

"But it's so cold outside." You groan but it's mixed with a chuckle. He was determined to get you out of bed and so you decide to compromise. It's only fair. "How about we go for a reasonable length walk, then takeaway and movie back here? Final offer- take it or leave it, babe."

You watch him contemplate the offer. "Fine," he nods once. "It's a deal."

You hold your hand out which he gladly shakes. "Pleasure doing business with you, Torrance."

You finish your breakfast relatively slowly in hopes of putting off going for a walk. It's past one by the time you're finally ready to leave the house. Dan still insists it will be 'fun' and you don't question it. You could do with the fresh air; you have nothing against walking it's just when winter comes around you're reluctant to face the icy tundra. Wrapped up in the winter coat you bought no more than two weeks ago, a matching hat, gloves, and scarf set you're ushered out of your apartment. You let Dan decide where to go, which isn't far. There is a park fifteen minutes from your building. It's not all that big so it doesn't get mass amounts of visitors but it's kept fairly tidy and in the summer, there's a little local fair with games and food. But it wasn't summer so the park was pretty much empty except for the odd dog walker who probably wouldn't be out here if it weren't for the dog. You're kind of glad for the dogs though, they're adorable and make the park worth the trip. Dan squeezes you're gloved hand almost every time you spot another dog which brightens your smile. But none of its enough to make you forget just how cold you are. The man beside you puts on a brave face, insisting alongside every groan that it isn't that cold but you know he's lying. You can tell by the pink of his cheeks and ears. It takes a lot of nagging for him to finally submit, practically dragging him all the way back and through the door into your only slightly less cold living room. You tried to keep your use of the heating to a minimum; money doesn't grow on trees but right now was an emergency.

"I've never been so cold in my life" You shiver as you strip of your gloves, scarf and hat. Throwing them into the bowl you keep by the door where you like to keep your keys; when you actually remember to use it that is.

"What should we do for dinner?" Dan asks ignoring your cold comment. "Chinese?"

"Pizza." You reply; fiddling with the buttons to switch on the heating. It'd take a while to get comfortably warm. Shitty radiators.

"Pizza it is. I'm gonna run to the store first."

"Aye aye captain." You give him a three-fingered but lazy salute.

"Do you want anything?" You think about it for a second before shrugging. Dan disappears back out into the cold. Slipping into the bedroom, trading your clothes for sweats, you dive into bed. Drowning yourself in the warmth of the duvet. Pulling out your phone to waste the time. When he returns you're two lives deep into candy crush.

"Thought you were putting in a movie." He comments as you swipe on the screen. Matching the colourful candy in a line of three.

"Oops,"

"You're not gonna leave that bed again are you?" You glance to him from the comfort of your duvet cocoon, shaking your head a little. "Not unless I have to." You flash a bright smile. Bracing the cold, you remove your arm to pay the space next to you. It had warmed up a little but just a little. He makes sure to grab the remotes before climbing under the covers. Placing them ever so carefully into your lap.

"What should we watch?"

"Something... Christmasy maybe? Elf." You lock your phone and shuffle a little closer to the man.

"A little early for Christmas, don't you think?"

"Never." You insist, laying your head against him. He doesn't argue, putting on the movie you requested. Settled in, he puts his arms around you. Holding you close. The pizza is ordered shortly after thanks to the rumble of your stomach; you paid but Dan is the one to get up when it arrives at the door. The pizza doesn't last all that long nor do the wedges they came alongside it. That was to be expected.

With the pizza box pushed to the side and something mindless now playing in the background, you're rested comfortably against his chest as he runs his hand through your hair; gentle to the touch. "What's on your mind?"

He stops his motion for a moment before continuing. "Nothing really,"

You nudge him softly. "Tell me."

"Just thinking about you."

"All good things I hope."

"Well..."

"Hey," you huff. Dan chuckles lightly, placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

"Nothing bad I swear. You're just a very happy presence and I'm grateful for that."

You glance up at him but he seems to be in a world all his own. This happened more often than not. When you first started seeing him, Dan had explained about his 'shine' as part of his total honesty rule. You took his words with a grain of salt, somethings were to be believed others seemed utterly impossible. For the most part, you don't bring it up unless he does. It's hard to gauge how he feels about the shinning as a whole so you don't want to upset him by bringing it up all the time. There were things he hadn't told you and that was fine too; they were probably things you didn't want to know anyway. “Please don't tell me there are ghosts in here, not sure I could handle the stress."

"No, it's nothing like that." He reassures you. "Stop worrying."

"I constantly worry about you, you're like a McDonald's for spirits." You joke playfully, hoping he saw the funny side.

"Let's not." His voice is firm but in no way aggressive so you just let it go. Spinning around so your body was facing him, you wrap your arms tightly around the man.

"You know what I want?" You mumble against his chest.

"Ice cream." He didn't pose it as a question but a fact and he was right.

"How'd you know?"

"Lucky guess." He shrugs and you feel his whole body move in your grip. "Good thing I bought some earlier."

"You're too good to me. Cookie dough?"

"Obviously." You pull back and briefly connect your lips.

"I'll go get it since you've been so nice today."

You slip out of bed to collect the pint of ice cream in question. The apartment is considerably warmer now as you saunter over to the tiny freezer above your fridge. Grabbing two spoons, you return to the comfort of your bed. Handing the boyfriend a spoon as you settle in again. Dan Torrance was an unexpected but interesting addition to your life. He was all kinds of weird but that was what you liked about him. He was so unapologetically himself.

#dan torrance #the shining #doctor sleep #ewan mcgregor #danny torrance #dan torrance x reader #baby it's cold outside

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shibereshu · 5 years

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The start of a whole new story

This was request by @stray670 with prompt number 8. “Holy shit you’re freezing, let’s go get you warmed up”! Thank you so much for requesting! Our requests are still open! The groups we write for are in our bio and we hope you enjoy this scenario!

“Where is she? She was supposed to be here half an hour ago” you checked your messages again, hoping that your friend had sent you one, but she hadn’t even read the ones you had sent her before. You put your phone back in your bag and blew on your ice-cold hands. It was almost December, the temperature was already reaching negative degrees, and you couldn’t stop shivering because of it.

You tried to jump on your feet and hide your hands under your armpits in an attempt of making them a bit warmer, but it didn’t help much. Letting out a sigh that turned into steam in front of your eyes, you wondered if it wouldn’t be better to go back home. “It’s so cold… at it seems like she completely forgot that we were supposed to meet…”.

You took out your phone again and decided to check when the next tram was coming, but just when you were going to open the app, your phone screen switched off and left you looking at it in confusion, “what? I charged it before I left the house… it wasn’t even under 40% two minutes ago! What’s wrong with this thing”.

You decided to walk to the station anyway, and you crossed the street only to run into a big banner announcing that the tram railway was damaged because of the weather and it wouldn’t work again for at least four more hours. With no hope left, you just decided to give up and walk around by yourself.

Even though it was cold and the sky looked grey and gloomy, the early Christmas decorations that already lit up the streets made them look cozy and warm. In a shop nearby, colorful lights hung over a village made up of tiny wood houses and ceramic little people. The bright colors and sweet melody drew your attention, and you couldn’t help but walk that way. While looking at the small villagers moving their little arms and bodies around the tiny village, you heard a slightly familiar voice and saw a group of boys walking down the street. At first you couldn’t find any familiar face among them, but when they were almost in front of you, you recognized two of them: Wooyoung, who took the same Calculus class as you, and Choi San, his best friend, who used to share some classes with you the year before.

You didn’t really talk with Wooyoung that much at class or after it, and you had talked with San before, but not enough so that you would consider him a friend. In fact, the only times you remembered having a conversation with him were the small talks after taking your exams, the conversation you two had on the bus on your way to the beach when the first warming up school trip took place, and the cold December afternoon when he asked you to go out with him. You felt your cheeks turn red as you remembered that awkward conversation. You both had been with other people from your class, watching a movie and having dinner afterwards. Then, he had asked you if you two could take a picture together in front of the big Christmas tree that had been set up in the big square. You had thought he was being nice and trying to get a picture with everyone from the class, so you gladly accepted and smiled happily at his phone’s camera.

After that, you both were alone in front of the tree, and San seized the opportunity to look into your eyes and ask you if you wanted to be his girlfriend. You had been taken aback, because you knew very little about him, and it didn’t make any sense that he was asking you that. Therefore, you turned him down as politely as you could, and even though you tried to be nice to him in class just like you were before, you drifted apart from each other. After summer, you didn’t even share any class anymore, so it had been a whole year since you last properly spoke with each other.

Zoning out, you didn’t notice the cold breeze that made your body get goose bumps and start shivering again. You just came out of your trance-like state, when you suddenly saw San telling his friends to go on without him and adding something else while pointing at you. You realized that you’d been looking at them for the whole time, and you quickly looked back to the shop window while feeling your cheeks start burning again.

—Hey, y/n!!

You took a quick breath and tried to erase the memories from last year from your mind before looking back at him.

—Hi, San! How are you?

—Wow… it’s been quite a long time, hasn’t it? I saw you from afar and thought that this might be you. I’m glad to see you again!

You both smiled at each other, but the cold breeze started blowing again, and San looked at you with concern.

—Holy shit, you’re freezing! Come on, let’s go get you warmed up!

You wanted to complain, but the truth was that you were really cold, and you weren’t feeling like walking back home alone at that time, so you followed him and you both walked for a bit, until you came across a cute Christmas market that had already opened some of the stalls.

After a warm cup of cocoa and a pair of gloves that San had bought for you as an early Christmas gift, you were feeling much better, and you gladly accepted when he suggested walking together back to your house, because you two had been chatting and laughing for the whole time, and you really didn’t want the day to end, since you were having that much fun.

You learnt more from each other in those few hours that day than you’d learnt in the whole year that you’ve been together in class, and you now saw San in a different way. He was full of joy and kindness, but was also a bit shameless in some way. He kept making jokes to make you laugh, but you also talked about deep topics that made you notice how much of a thinker he really was.

In the end, you arrived at the front of your building, and you couldn’t help but feel a bit sad that you had to say goodbye.

You stood there, looking at each other for a few minutes, until San finally broke the silence clearing is throat.

—Y/n… I want to say something. But please, don’t freak out until I’m done.

You nodded, and he kept going.

—I tried to avoid the topic of what happened last Christmas holidays because… well… it was kind of awkward after all. The truth is, I wanted to apologize, because I feel like I put you in a very uncomfortable situation and I shouldn’t have been so… straightforward? I mean… I had a crush on you since I met you for the first time, but I should have tried to get to know you a bit better before asking such a thing… And today I realized that there are so many things that I want to learn about you!

—San, you don’t have to apologize for such a thing. It’s true that it felt a bit out of place but I didn’t think worse of you in any way after that. I was actually kind of impressed that you were so frank and forward, and I was hoping that we could still be friends, because I’ve always thought you were a really cool person to have around.

—Yeah y/n, but here’s the thing… I… I still have that crush on you. I have been thinking about approaching you again… Do you think we could maybe… meet another day? In a friendly way, of course, we can just meet and talk about whatever you want! We can go to a karaoke, watch a movie, or even just sit at a park and play one of those “this or that” games! No pressure! That way we can get to know each other better, find the things we share in common, and get more comfortable with each other. Because, to be completely honest with you, I don’t think I will ever see you just like any other friend, but I will wait until you’ve known me better to ask you out again!

You let a giggle come out of your mouth. You couldn’t deny that he was really cute, and you loved the way that he spoke so honestly and openly with you. Moreover, you also felt like you wanted to get to know him better, and you just couldn’t say no to more days like that one, so you nodded again and smiled at him. Could this be… the start of a whole new story full of love?

#ateez #ateez scenarios #choi san #ateez imagines #ateez san #ateez fluff #kpop #request #admin isa

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constellation-suggestions · 6 years

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huge life update..!!

hey everyone !! so as you’ve seen, we’ve been slowly returning to this blog. we’re so sorry for kind of abandoning it in the past few months, it wasn’t on purpose and we never really meant to do it. there was no “let’s take a hiatus” decision, we did want to keep running the blog but a lot has been going on and life has been really distracting !! soooo much has happened with us, and we can’t wait to tell you all about what we’ve been up to !!

we left off telling you about our month-long first meeting. ruby lived in california while i lived in canada, and we met online through pokemon. at the very beginning of april, after almost a year of dating, ruby flew over to canada and we met for the first time. we spent an amazing month together and did so many fun things before she had to leave at the end of april, just a few days before our one year anniversary. it was a very tearful goodbye as being together in real life had been so wonderful that we really dreaded going back to being long distance. this is the part you’ve already known. oh how things have changed...

it was only a short two months before we saw each other again. we spent may and june apart, but then, at the very end of june, i was the one who flew to california. like ruby in april, it was my first time going through an airport and on an airplane all by myself !!! i was extremely nervous to do it but after it had happened, it wasn’t neaaarly as bad as i thought it would be. the flight itself was disappointingly extremely boring and i couldn’t wait for it to be over. i absolutely love looking out the window but the woman in the window seat beside me, as well as apparently every single person around me, kept the windows closed the entire flight ! ! ! ! and oh god that woman... i couldn’t text ruby throughout the flight so i wrote down the hilarious things she said so that i could tell her them later. i won’t say what they were right now because i don’t want a huge portion of this life update to just be about her but dear god ... if anyone wants to know what happened with her, feel free to send an ask about it and i will most gladly tell c; let’s just say... i named her melania trump ...

ruby and i had no idea that we would see each other again so soon. when we parted at the end of april, we had no clue for how long it would be. we hoped we would be lucky enough to see each other again around christmas, because we knew we really wanted to spend that together. and we ended up being even luckier than that ! we did lots of fun things in california; went swimming in ruby’s pool (i don’t have a pool so this was exciting to me okay !), went to a fair on the fourth of july where we saw a rodeo and amazing fireworks, we drove 10 hours to arizona !!!, where we camped for a few days in The Wilderness, and we had never seen so many stars in our lives. the town of sedona and the mountains in arizona were so extremely beautiful and breathtaking. we went to san pedro and santa monica pier... sedona and santa monica were my two favourite places, especially santa monica. they were both so extremely beautiful. the stars in sedona and the sunset on santa monica beach... in california we also discovered ubereats. i mean, we’d always known it existed, but they had only just started making deliveries where ruby lived, and we don’t have it where i live in canada, so we had never used it before. we ordered it once and then...got addicted. we ordered quite a few “feasts” every few days where we would buy enough food that it looked as though it were for a party, but it was just the two of us. relationship goals though, am i right ? i loved our feasts ! we also walked around hollywood, of course, which i’d really wanted to see. i got a lot of fun souvenirs ! and we saw the hollywood sign !! that about ended my time in california... or i should say, OUR time.

that’s right, when i returned to canada at the end of july, after spending one month in california, ruby came with me. it was my dad’s idea, that she should come for another visit and experience summer in canada, since when she was here in april it was still winter and way too cold to do certain things. we had her ticket to canada bought before i even left for california !

we missed our flight. we might’ve left the house a tiny bit too late, and then there was traffic on the way to the airport. once we got there, there was technically still time. our plane hadn’t left off yet and we knew that planes never left exactly on time anyway. if we hurried through security we could probably still.... but they wouldn’t let us !!! immediately at check in they told us that we could no longer check in for this flight. it was too late. we had to be there at least an hour before departure. even though we probably could have made it, they said no... but they told us they could put us on the next flight. which was at 6pm. IT WASN’T EVEN NOON YET. ruby’s parents had already left us at the airport, we couldn’t sit there until 6pm !!!! PLUS, my parents had already driven 2 hours to toronto for us at this point, doing some shopping before they expected to pick us up at the airport at 7pm canadian time. like this, we wouldn’t even BOARD OUR PLANE until 9pm their time !!!! WE WOULD ARRIVE IN CANADA NOT AT 7PM, BUT AT PAST 2AM. this could NOT happen. my parents, with my little siblings with them as well, could not wait for us until 2am. there had to be a sooner flight. there had to be. AND LUCKILY, THERE WAS. they said that they could squeeze us onto a flight that left just an hour after our original flight. we would only arrive in canada slightly late. thank god. we also extremely luckily got seats together. our seats weren’t assigned until we were waiting for the plane to begin boarding. the man at the desk said that unfortunately, they didn’t have any seats left together, as he started printing our boarding passes... but he didn’t even finish saying it before he cut himself off, seeing that they DID have a seat together, and printed our new tickets, next to each other. finally everything was set !!! we had a much better flight together than i did when i flew to california. i got the window seat and got to look out the window all i wanted !!! we also watched ratatouille on the plane. because of delays, we didn’t get there until 10pm canadian time. it was nice seeing my family again after a whole month away. and then was the long drive home... we got to my house near 1am. AND I GOT TO SEE MY CATS. i had been away from them for so long !!!!!!!

so began our next month in canada. it was august, and we tried to do as many fun things together as we could. just a few days after we returned to canada, my family left for the long weekend to the state of new york. so we had the house to ourselves ! my siblings are... extremely loud and annoying. whenever they’re home, we try to stick to my room because there are no words for how horrible they are. so we were very glad to have the house to ourselves for once and took the opportunity to cook some tasty food together ! we made several good breakfasts and we even cooked two batches of meringues, which were really good. during the rest of august, we went swimming at the beach (where we had taken a walk back in april and i died from how freezing it was back then), shopped at my favourite mall, watched the incredibles 2 at the theatre, went to the african lion safari where we saw many animals such as elephants, zebras, giraffes, lions, and more, and we bought ruby a (very cheap) nintendo switch !!! she had been wanting one for literally EVER but had no money to get one. she was always really upset that she may never get one, especially with lots of games coming out that she wanted. so i helped her get one and she was so happy !!! we also both played my most favourite game in the world, together on our switches, when we saw that it had been released for switch: okami hd !!!! we have actually yet to finish it but we are very close to the end.... it’s such a good game and ruby really loves it ! i’ve wanted her to play it forever ! we also got mario kart 8 for switch, which has been a lot of fun to play together, we went to niagara on the lake, where we tried beavertails and poutine for the first time, but then when we had barely ate some of the poutine a TINY gust of wind somehow managed to blow it off our table and spill it all over the ground >:( we were so depressed !!!!!! we also went on a horse carriage ride ! and tried costco fries ! (costco’s in the US don’t sell fries in their cafe area and i have always really loved them and wanted ruby to try them... on the other hand american costco’s sell chicken bakes which are SO good and canadian costco’s don’t D’: i will miss them..) and we had campfires again !! just like back in april !! ruby has also helped me find homes for 5 stray kittens/cats that lived outside my house. they were a big problem, always having kittens and sadly suffering during the winter when it was freezing and there was little food. we were finally able to help the last of them !!! that makes over 20 strays that i’ve found homes for ! however... there were actually 6 cats. the last was a black cat named pepper. i loved her a lot but she was very sick. a rescue did take her along with the other adult stray and had her treated and fixed !!! but they couldn’t find a home for her... so they ended up returning her a month later and... we ended up taking her in just a few days ago !!! pepper is now mine !! i have 6 cats now hehehe... so that makes for our time in canada.

you may be thinking to yourself: but you said you spent the month of august together. it’s been more than a month. you both adopted pepper just the other day, and it’s october now. well... that would be right ! ruby is still here. SHE IS STAYING HERE.

YES. YES. YES. RUBY IS IN CANADA AND NOT LEAVING. so a few weeks into august, i asked my dad for advice on what the heck we’re supposed to do for ruby to begin immigrating to canada. he said well why wait ? there’s no better time to start than right now. we were ecstatic and in disbelief. we wouldn’t have to say goodbye again. ruby was not going back to california. so it was still august when we cancelled ruby’s flight and began preparing for her move. she couldn’t go back for her stuff in california because well... it would be weird and suspicious if she spent a whole month in canada, went back to california for like a week, and then returned with a ton of stuff. what would she even tell as her reason for returning to canada at airport security this time ? yeah... we thought it would be best if she didn’t leave the country. instead, her mom is going to be mailing several packages of ruby’s belongings over. but don’t worry, we’re not secretly keeping her here illegally. my family has immigrated illegally to canada and ruby’s illegally to the US, so we know all of the trouble that causes and want to avoid that. she is technically still a visitor. americans are allowed to visit canada for 6 months per year, every year, so she can be here no problem until the end of january 2019. so we have until then to figure out something more to keep her here longer. we are planning to begin college together, and that way she can get a study permit and a work permit for the length of the program (likely around 18 months). in those 18 months we would then make progress toward keeping her here after graduation, such as having her apply for a permanent residency. it’s hard but i’m sure everything will work out !

however, we are... extremely stressed out at the moment. the problem is, we have no money. we need thousands to pay for college. we need jobs to get money. ruby can’t even get a job yet, as she has no work permit. also, neither of us have driver’s licenses, though we are working to get them. and she cannot get a work permit until she has a study permit. but to get the study permit we have to have a way to pay for school---- you see the problem.

we want to go to college for video game design and development. we both have a huge love and passion for video games and would love to be the ones creating them. we already have plenty ideas for games that we want to create one day. (because of me tbh,.. every little thing gives me a new idea !) the first school i thought of was the toronto film school. so one day we simply requested more information from them, so we could learn more about what the school and the program were like. the admissions adviser called us pretty much immediately and was super nice. we talked to him a lot over the course of several days, and were very excited to apply for this school. however... we hadn’t fully thought things through just yet. looking back on it now, he kind of pressured us a little bit, urging us to apply right away so that we could be accepted and start at the school in january 2019. he said that the school would help us find an apartment in toronto and everything. toronto is 2 hours away so of course we’d have to move out to attend this school. now, filling out an application isn’t the bad thing. neither were the short essays we had to write along with the application. i don’t mind applying and even being accepted to this school. what i mind is the price, after realizing that toronto may not be the best idea. the application had a $100 fee, each, and we are extremely extremely extremely broke. but we paid it. they urged us to, made us feel like we had to apply right at that moment and that everything would work out. within just like, 4 or 5 days honestly, of simply requesting some more information about the school, we had applied and paid a non-refundable $200 together. and just a few days after that.... we truly realized how bad of an idea it was. we hadn’t even glanced at other schools to see what our options were. i did mention our worries about money to our admissions adviser for toronto film school, telling him that i have no idea how we are going to pay for all of this and that we may just have to apply for another school--- he brushed me off very quickly. didn’t even consider the option and just told me that everything would be fine and we would find a way to pay for the school and that we should apply as soon as possible so that our spots for january could be saved. he pushed me to apply, and i feel stupid for doing so now. i regret it. if it had just been a written application and all free it would all be fine but what i regret is the two of us losing $200 when we have nothing. we could have used that money to apply for a different school or pay the fee for our driver’s license test and now we have nothing. i am salty about that. i kind of feel scammed. i wish we could get our money back but i’m certain there really is no way... it’s non-refundable. sighs... the issue is, toronto is SO expensive. the school tuition would have been $33,000 each, and we thought we were soooo lucky because they told us ruby wouldn’t have to pay an extra 10k in international fees and instead get the same 33k as me. toronto, being an enormous city, gives you the shittiest, tiniest apartments, for so much money. rent would have been about $1,200 a month for an 18 month program. we were easily looking at about $88,000 that we would have to pay together. god, i am only just realizing just how much that would have been. and that is ONLY for our schooling and housing, not including other utilities and things like food. where would we, jobless as we currently are, GET 88 THOUSAND DOLLARS ??? pluuus, fafsa (american college aid) does not support the toronto film school. however osap (canadian college aid) does. i would have gotten some help for my tuition but ruby, the one who needs the help the most, being in a foreign country with no money and unable to get a job yet, would receive NOTHING. apparently fafsa hardly gives you anything anyways... but something is obviously better than nothing, and she would get nothing.

so toronto film school was a bad idea. i regret spending that $200 application fee. even if we get accepted, i hardly doubt it’s going to happen. i don’t think i want it to happen anymore. the costs scare me too much. we would struggle too much. it would be impossible.

on the bright side, i suppose, we are now considering a better school option. (though that doesn’t make the extreme stress go away, of course. we are still extremely broke). there is a school 40 minutes from my house called the university of western ontario. it’s closer by, so the location is much better and we’d be able to visit home much more often. housing would also be so, so much cheaper. the apartments there are not only much better quality, but larger, and cheaper. i visited an apartment building just today that is literally directly across the street from my favourite mall and a 5 minute walk from the university. it is the perfect location and i’m kind of in love with it. the tuition itself is likely much cheaper as well. i have not requested any information from this school yet so i have no idea how much exactly a video game program would cost, but when i quickly googled the general cost of this school, it told me that it is 8k for canadian students and 24k for international students. yep, international fees, which the toronto film school apparently didn’t have. it’s not very fair that i have to pay only 8k possibly while ruby has to pay 24k, but 24k is still much cheaper than 33k. that is nine thousand dollars we would save. PLUS, fafsa actually supports this university. we highly hope that they would give ruby a decent amount of money, though she says they hardly help at all. they gave her only a few hundred when she applied to a californian college once that she didn’t end up attending, and her sister actually started college extremely recently and they gave her absolutely nothing. so... there’s a chance they won’t help much. there’s also a chance that since she’s going to school in a whole other country rather than in the US, they might give her more for that. but we have no idea how much they might give her until she applies for it. we can only hope that it’s a good amount. though... any little bit helps. at least at this university she will get something.

so the university of western ontario sounds heaven sent. just one problem. they might not have a video game program. and we reaaally want to go into video game development.... it took me two years to decide what career i wanted in life because none of them bring me happiness !!!!! i don’t want to miss out on this one now that i finally decided on it !!!! but there is still hope. western university does list a video game program on their website, they just say that it is currently closed. however i have seen articles published in just 2017 about how western is “one of the best schools for video game development”. i wonder, if it’s so great and those articles were posted just last year, how can they have the program unavailable ! what i am hoping is that they only mean it is unavailable for the current year, which would make sense. the school year just started, it is too late too apply. but we weren’t planning on attending until 2019. perhaps, perhaaaaps... they do still have the program and it will be open again in 2019, when we wanted to attend ? however i cannot confirm this until i contact the school, which i will do soon... i really hope this is the case. if western university offered video game design and had all of these other perks, it would be literally perfect.

(but we are still very poor and very stressed out and afraid)

currently, we need to finish getting our driver’s licenses. we, especially ruby, need $150 each just to do the test... then i need to get a job. and ruby needs to get accepted into a school so she can get a study permit and work permit and she can get a job. and then we have to purchase (yes purchase, not rent, my dad claims it’s the better option) an apartment, move out, and juggle school, work, and life all at the same time, while also working to make ruby a canadian citizen. phew ! ! !

ruby has considered making a gofundme and i think that we will do it soon... i don’t know if anyone would donate, they didn’t when i tried to make a gofundme a few years ago when my dog had cancer. but we can hope. any bit that any one would donate would help us with something. so i think that we will do it. we’ll probably post the link on here once we have it, in case any of you would be able to, and be kind enough to, help us out ;w; how does that sound...? does anyone here think they would be able to donate something once we have that link..? we are wondering whether we can expect to get any sort of help from here ;w; ... apart from that and getting jobs, i’m not sure how we can make some extra money... we will need as much of it as we can get if we want to make it through this without struggling terribly. i wish either of us were particularly good at something to sell on etsy or commissions or... i don’t know. i don’t know what else we can do.

anyway, that leaves us where we are now ! we have a lot on us that we need to accomplish but.. we will try to get through it. we will get through it. together. because i still can’t believe she’s here. i can’t believe this is happening. that we never have to say goodbye and we can begin work on keeping her here forever. it’s an amazing, amazing thing, but it has its difficulties. but we have already gone through so much together. it truly is 20gayteen. at the beginning of this year, we had never even met in real life yet, and we didn’t know yet that we would. in april, we met, and when she left we didn’t expect to be back together so soon. and even then, we had no idea that this would happen. that she would stay here and we would be looking to begin college and move out together. god, the things that have happened this year. wow. Wow. i have a hard time believing that this is real, that i’m not dreaming. i never thought something like this could happen. tomorrow is our 17 month anniversary, and we are together.

(sorry this was so long !! we’ve been waiting really long to update you guys on All of the things that have happened c: thank you so much if you managed to read the whole thing, and we’d love to chat about it more if you’d like to send an ask about anything ! ...remember, my melania trump airplane story... and i hope that when we create a gofundme in a couple of days, any of you will be able to help us out !! ;w; love you all !!! 💖💖💖)

#we will continue going through our ask box soon !!!#mod post

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crazyinlvv · 6 years

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Merry Christmas, Haneul

“I might have gotten a bit ahead of myself..” Inguk mumbled, looking at the pile of gifts that were sat under the tree before sliding them across the wood floor and towards Haneul with a sheepish look on his face “But some of this stuff you probably actually kind of need, so, it wasn’t just me going crazy”

He had gone a little crazy, he had no idea what to get her and at first had settled for perfume. He had gone to a few shops, smelled through so many perfumes that he was sure his nose hairs had been burned away, and had spoken to way more chipper sales women than he would have ever normally liked to as he had tried to figure out what Haneul might like and what might suit her. He had to explain that she hadn’t really had a proper perfume before, that he had no past examples to go off of, before listing things about her and the sort of smells he liked before finally settling on one. It smelled nice, fresh and sweet, and the bottle was cute too which he thought was an added bonus. For a couple of days he had thought that was enough but he had been quick to worry that maybe it wasn’t.

After the perfume he had wondered if it would even be any use to her, if she would even use it at all, and then he had started thinking of things that she actually needed. Clothes, she had some but really she still needed more. Some variety, things for different weather or even things for different situations, and it was that thought which made the gift pile grow. He thought he’d get a couple of things, some shoes, a couple of tops, but he had started to find things that he thought would look nice on her, that would suit her, and it all got a little out of hand.

“I hope you like it all anyway, even if it’s a bit much” he paused before leaning in to press a small kiss to her lips, after their first kiss he was getting better with handing out affection “Merry Christmas, Haneul”

[Linking the clothes because the post would end up being so long XDDD: X X X X X X X X X X X hopefully all the links work, let me know if not and I’ll IM the images to you ^^]

Haneul was sitting on the couch watching him pushing the pile of presents in front of her. Blinking her eyes a couple of times her expression showed surprise but also amusement being followed by a small chuckle. “Oppa, you didn’t need to buy all these stuff...” Haneul still had a smile on her lips when he leaned in to press a kiss on them, quickly kissing him back before nodding. “Merry Christmas, oppa!” And so she started opening the presents. Taking the perfume in her hands first after unwrapping it, it took the humanoid a little time to figure out how to open it or use it. But in her defense even a regular human would think it was a bit complicated. Luckily she knew what that was and so she put a bit in her wrist to smell right after, she could identify smells and for some reason that one made her smile even more. “I love it! I will smell nice for oppa.” Haneul giggle before opening other gifts, finding it pleasing to just rip the papers as she went by. Every piece she took out she would look at it and smile before placing in front of her body. “I will look nice on it don’t you think?” She would also take some clothes out of the present bags and she went on, without any hurry to appreciate everything he bought for her. She recognized his effort and so when she was done she pecked on his lips repeadly. “I loved them oppa! I can’t wait to use some of those in our dates.” Another peck on his lips. “I also have something for you.”

Kicking some papers on the way while giggling she walked upstairs to comeback with a box a bit later on, since she worked during the holidays she actually made some money, and the stores didn’t really require too much informations to be working temporarely there. All the money went on buying him christmas gifts. Sitting on the couch again the placed the box over his lap. “I hope you’ll like them oppa. I checked if you had any of those... And you didn’t. And I have been wanting to play with you... so... Yeah. I hope you’ll like it.” His gifts were games for his Nintendo Switch all of them Mario themed because it seemed to caught her attention. So inside the box he would find Mario Party, Mario Kart, Mario Tennis Aces and Super Mario Odyssey. Haneul smiled at him before looking at the box and back at him, anticipation in her expressions. Her hands on her own lap, maybe it wasn’t part of the program, the fact she kept it a secret to surprise him. But it could be easily thought as it was. Her creator at Kronos would probably be deadly surprised though, at how much she seemed to have evolved. // @thenextleap

#haneul;saves #// i hope it's okay she gave him his gifts on the reply because i felt like it would be natural of her giving it right after #ouo #i love them gdi dhioashd #submission

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stawesume · 2 years

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Life Update: New Reincarnation of the Goddess

Yes, that is an SMT reference. Anyways, hiya, it’s been years since I last posted anything on here. January 2019, to be exact. I won’t really go over what happened in 2019 or 2020 in my life, but I will say that I have never been sadder than I was in 2019, and 2020 allowed me to actually be happy. 2021 was a turning point in my life, specifically thanks to the video game Monster Hunter Generations Ultimate. In December 2020 I got actually reliable internet, and so I bought a year of Nintendo Switch Online service with Christmas money (since I was still a slug back then). Since I have solo’d most Monster Hunter games, when I hopped online I was carrying people left and right. Helping people clear Elder Dragons, raising Newbies from HR1 to G Rank. All the people I helped, and all the friends I made in that game, gave me the courage to change my life. My home life at the time (and even currently) is one I’m trying to escape, but in May 2021 I was just so fucking sick of my life that I jumped headfirst into my own personal hell. Being afraid of people, I knew I needed a job that would force me to leave my comfort zone, so I applied for the graveyard shift at a local gas station. I went to my first ever interview, and got the job on the spot. I doubt it was from my resume, lmao. The most likely answer is that the employee crisis was just so bad that they needed any help they could get. I remember a question my boss asked me at that interview. “If you could describe yourself in one word, what would it be?” The past me would have used words like “garbage, trash, useless”, but in that moment I surpassed my old self by completely bullshitting. “Efficient” was the word I picked. I already knew from the previous work I used to do (intense manual labor) that I was a pretty good worker, so I guess it wasn’t exactly bullshitting, but I also wanted to become someone efficient. I became too efficient, lol. When I started, everyone else started becoming lazy, that’s how hard working I am. I’ve been at this job for 1 year and almost 5 months, and it’s still like that. There are days when I deal with hundreds of people alone, and sometimes I’m still a little mindblown by that. Even 3 years ago I couldn’t communicate with hardly anyone, but now it’s like I’m back to normal. I guess I finally just grew up? Overcame my trauma? Or I hate my home life so much that it’s anger that fuels my hard work. Some days I want to quit, but the fact that strangers treat me better than my own family is what drives me to keep working. I need to get out of here, and I will someday, I hope. I get along with the majority of my coworkers, customers call me their favorite (which is fucking nuts, haha), customers try to poach me from my job, customers actually acknowledge how hard I work, unlike my bosses, and most importantly: The fear of people I had changed into an understanding. We’re all just tired, striving to live in an ever increasingly fucked up world. As for the me that used to watch anime and play video games all the time, he’s still here. I play more video games than ever before, because it’s basically all I buy aside from groceries, lmao. I’m watching 5 anime this season, and they’ve all been great weekly. I started buying more light novels, and the series I’ve been reading lately “The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten” actually made me start cooking real meals for myself. Thanks weeby self, eat better. >:) That about does it for this EXTREMELY LONG life update. I’ll see you on the flipside, or possibly in 3 more years, wwwww. P.S. Still afraid of making phone calls even though I answer the phone at work all the time. There are still parts of myself I need to overcome, unfortunately. :(

#life #update #NO #LONGER #A #SHUT-IN #EDITION #YEET

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pin-upmamacassie · 6 years

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OK so since Ive spent a lot of time in bed the past 2 days being sick I've had a lot of time to finally officially figure out Christmas gifts lol

So instead of a ton of toys, I found something on Pinterest for gifting for Xmas. Its basically making it easier and cheaper. And with 3 kids, we could surely use easy & cheap lol anyway, it goes: something they want, something they need, something to wear, something to read, something to do, something for "me", something for family.

Now, im not following exactly because their something they need is their something to wear. And I already bought them each a movie soo I switched it to something to watch lol

Anyway so this is what I'm planning...

Something they want (big ticket item): sophia and Gavin will both get scooters. Landon is getting a toddler size basketball hoop..which really will be for all the kids cuz they'll all play with it lol

Something they need: all 3 will have a new outfit & shoes

Something to wear: again, Im switching this one to something to watch this year as they will all get a movie..im planning to add this to their stockings.

Something to read: we're doing 12 books of Xmas and will add a small book to their stockings.

Something to do: I'm planning to do $10 gift cards to a place here called Pinocchio's. It's kinda like Chuck e cheese but has Lazer tag, rock wall climbing, bumper cars, roller ball..which is basically bowling just miniature so that smaller kids have an easier time playing it, and "build a buddy" which is basically build a bear lol with their gift cards they can get the kid special which is a single serve pizza, a drink, and a $5 card for Arcade games (about 20 credits) and they have a $25 special that gets you 1 small pizza, 2 drinks, 40 credits or can choose 2 attractions. You can also add 3 more attractions for like $10 more. So that'll be for the grown ups lol but we'll probably get the credits to split between kids and then add the attractions so we can do that with the kids too.

Something for "me": basically is supposed to be a keepsake type thing... I'm skipping this one cuz I make enough of these with the kids every year lol

Something for family: sophia and Gavin are both getting board games so that'll be the something for family.

Sophia and Landon are getting something extra. Hubbs got Gavin an early Xmas present while it was on sale..an age appropriate game downloaded to the ps4 for him to play. So sophia is getting a small slide that can be for both inside & outside and folds up to store easily. She's been asking for one for forever! And I found one for $20 so she's finally gonna get one lol and let's be honest, Landon's gonna be playing on it too so it's not just for her. Landon will be getting a small sofa that folds out into a bed. We had a kid size recliner for the kids reading corner but Landon would climb in it and jump on it so we got rid of it. So basically replacing it with the small sofa lol but it's not just for him since it'll be in their reading corner.

For hubbs, I plan to get a gift card to go on a dinner date and book reservations at the escape room. You pay in advance when you book so I'll just have to print out the certificate and can add that to his stocking along with whatever restaurant I get a gift card from. So we can finally have a date night along with a family night! I am going a little bit out of budget but it's not an insane amount like it has been in previous years. Like maybe $40 out of budget. Where as before we were going like $200 out of budget 😬 hubbs is giving me full control tho so I think that's also another reason I've stayed so close to the budget lol he likes to impulse buy during Xmas and it gets expensive real quick!

But I'll show him ideas I have for the kids gifts just to get some input but he'll tell me "it's up to you" lol so he knows most of what I have planned (as far as toys go anyway) but I'm glad I can keep some of it a surprise.

Oh and I also plan to make each kid a sweater. If I have enough time after the sweaters I'll make them each a pair of slippers and a hat.

*Forgot to add... They each have a toy for playing with outside as well but can be shared with everyone. So with all that they'll definitely have plenty and we won't completely break the bank in the process!

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mar-gega · 7 years

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Steve’s Season’s Greeting

I know it’s a little late but as the saying goes: better late than never! This is my submission for @lovelynemesis Hope you like it!

Sam’s Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree Writing Challenge

My prompt was : I noticed you hadn’t decorated yet so I did it for you.

Warnings: there’s smut, sub!Steve (nothing too extreme), swearing. The usual, then.

Word count: 2.8k

Summary: Steve’s away but the reader is planning a very seasonal surprise for him when he comes back. Steve is all game and drops to his knees in awe. Cue the smut.

It’s probably the 50th photo you sent him. But you really couldn’t help yourself. Whilst your beloved boyfriend was out on a very important mission to save the world, you were more than happy to be left to explore the Christmas markets without him. He knew you’d have a good time anyway - aware of how much you loved the rides and the abundance of food there; and how much time (and money) you were able to spend in the crafts market. He really should’ve seen it coming…

To be fair, how could you not spend an absolute fortune at the market? There were stalls full of homemade gems: wooden Christmas tree decorations, hand blown glass baubles, knitted buntings; personalised stockings made there and then; even state of the art nativity scenes! You were in seventh heaven and there was never any way that you’d come home and not bring bags and bags of the stuff.

You say home. You mean Steve’s place.

You’ve not officially moved in together but you spent so much time at his flat you could call it home. You loved it, it was cozy but functional, decorated with few sturdy pieces of furniture, and not much else. That is until you’ve decided to give it a seasonal makeover - nothing too dramatic, a gentle sprinkling of the holiday cheer, few lights, figurines and an aptly medium-size Christmas tree - all ready just in time for the captain’s return.

There was one more Christmassy purchase you’ve made but that was something for only Steve to see. Your mind couldn’t decide on whether it was excitement or anxiety coursing through you at the thought of revealing the outfit to him.

Steve messaged you with an estimated time of his return, and you planned your surprise accordingly. You turned all the main lights off, only leaving the flashing seasonal ones on. The Christmas tree was the centre of attention (as it should be), but around the living room and entrance hall you placed all the knick-knacks you bought. Yourself, you hid (all dressed and ready) in the bedroom. You could watch Steve’s reaction through the small gap you left, confident that the darkness of the room will keep you unseen.

It’s not long before you hear the keys jingle as your boyfriend opens the door. On instinct he flips the light on in the hall on, but you hear him hum in confusion and quickly switch the lights off. His boots make loud thudding sounds as he slowly moves to the living area. His back is turned to you so you can gauge his reaction from his body language. He stands in the middle of the room, his jeans clad legs in a wide stance and you can tell he’s folded his arms. His gaze travels across the whole room, inspecting it and you hear a small chuckle under his nose. His shoulders relax and you see him reach for his pocket.

He takes out his phone and takes a few photos. You can’t help a wide smile spreading across your face as you know this is a sure tell-sign he’s loving it.

You see your phone flash with a message and unsurprisingly it’s from Steve.

‘I wanna say we’ve been robbed but it seems the intruder has brought stuff IN rather than take it away…’

You giggle at this and type your reply.

‘Intruder? How rude! I noticed you hadn’t decorated yet so I did it for you x’

Steve is by the tree leaning in to inspect each piece of decoration carefully. His phone vibrates and upon seeing you message he chuckles.

Next message from him makes you smile even wider.

‘I’m not normally one for surprises but THIS I can get used to! Thank you, doll! I’ve really missed you…’

You take a deep breath and type your reply.

‘Well then… There’s one more surprise, Captain…’

You try to collect yourself as quietly as possible and tip toe towards the bed. You stand next to it, in pure darkness, the only way for you to get your bearings is the little light coming through the ajar door.

Steve doesn’t reply straight away this time, you hear some shuffling in the living room but you can’t make out what he’s up to. After a good minute of silence your phone finally lights up.

‘Ok. One more. But that’s it, baby girl. You’ve done plenty.’

You smile to yourself; you’ve managed to get him riled up enough so he feels a little embarrassed. Not an easy feat.

You hear the footsteps coming towards the bedroom so you brace yourself for the big reveal.

You straighten up, make sure all parts of the outfit are in place, your brush your hair out of the way and place your hand on your jutted hip. Big smile.

There’s something about Steve and doors. Of course, he’s a big guy: broad shoulders, thick prominent biceps, tall built. So it’s shouldn’t be so surprising to see him practically cut all the light coming through - he makes doors look so comically small, and himself ludicrously large; it’s quite a struggle for you not to laugh out loud at watching him enter the room.

He moves to the side to flip the light switch but he must notice you in the corner of his eye. He stills and slowly turns toward you; he cocks his head slightly and you can just about make out a small smirk that spreads on his lips. His eyes sparkle bright even in the mostly dark room and you smile small because you know you’ve got him.

‘I didn’t realise we were also exchanging gifts…’ he says as he takes a slow step towards you; it’s purposely elongated, building up tension. He takes another measured stride but stops just out of your arm’s reach. He smiles mischievously and scans your body up and down, rewarding you with a cheeky grin.

‘The thing is… I’m not sure if you deserve it…’ you bat your eyelashes and bite your lips, moving slowly to close the space between you. His eyes, like by magic, are quickly overtaken by the widening pupils; oh, he wants to play!

‘Tell me, Captain, have you been naughty or nice this year?’ You tiptoe closer, until there but an inch between you.

He inhales through his teeth loudly and shakes his head.

‘I’ve been nice.’ He states proudly puffing his chest out.

‘Really?’ You purr and raise an eyebrow in challenge.

‘Really.’

You don’t reply. Instead, you place your hands on his famously wide shoulders and send him a questioning smirk.

‘What?’ He chuckles breathlessly. You move your hands down his chest, then sneak under his shift to skim over his perfect six pack, finishing on resting your palms on his hips.

‘You’ll have to convince me, Captain’ you whisper and you feel his body tense at the title.

‘You know I prefer to see the HARD evidence…’ you lower your gaze to his crotch; but internally you scold yourself. You don’t want to overdo it, be too obvious. If you don’t play your cards right you might not get your reward. It was usually very difficult to get the mighty Captain America to drop his serious facade. The man spends pretty much every waking hour of each day trying to act all cool and collected; even in the evening he often is all orders and demands; to get him to submit was not impossible, of course, but a rare occurrence indeed. Captain liked to take charge, manhandle you into the best position, and you absolutely loved it; however there were those rare times when he was willing to submit and bend to your every whim - and that’s what you craved for tonight. There was something about the star spangled man on his knees you absolutely loved; seeing him so obedient - taking orders as if you were his army superior; he took your every word and made things happen. Those times he was your good boy, your obedient little pet - making you squirm (and scream) in pleasure . That’s what you wanted today; captain on his knees, taking orders line a good boy, putting his mouth to better use, making you moan in pleasure, whilst receiving none; after all, he did leave you all alone for such a long time…

You close the space between your bodies, the elevation the heels gave you making you able to look him directly is his lust blown eyes, and without letting go of his gaze you grab both his hands and gently place them on your bare waist.

He exhales loudly, but a small moan comes out as well. You can tell he didn’t mean to be so obvious; as if wanting to scold himself he closes his eyes denying himself the sight of you for a few seconds. You raise your hands - one caress his stubble covered cheek, the other flies to the hair on the back of his head. First your fingertips, then your nails rummage over the delicate skin of his scalp, a trick you know is sure to relax him. It works and he whimpers at your touch.

He opens his eyes but as if surprised by your outfit he can’t help but to tighten the grip on your waist and hum in appreciation.

‘Dammit, doll…’ he murmurs as he leans into your ear. ‘You’re in THAT kind of mood, are you..?’

Bingo. So he got the message. Now’s the time to step in up a notch.

You suddenly fist the hair on top of his head where it’s a little longer and pull him back leaving his throat exposed. His Adam’s Apple bobs hard as he struggles to swallow a moan that your actions set off.

‘You were saying you’ve been nice..?’ You almost growl in his ear. You feel his body shiver.

He first clears his throat then leans down and traces your jawline with his nose, inhaling the intoxicating scent of your perfume. He doesn’t kiss you though, just slowly brushes his lips down to your cleavage and lower past your belly button. Before you know he’s down to his knees, his hands travelling lower to your thighs where he’s chancing it to shift the red ribbon to the side to expose your core to him.

You’re transfixed by his moves, his hands are rough to touch but they travel down slowly, a wave of delicate touches, exploring your body, just like the first time you made love. Images of your bodies intertwined in the heat of passion from that night flash through your brain; eliciting a small moan from you.

You can feel the cold breeze on your wet folds, but before the body wrap is removed Steve stops and looks up to you. For permission and for assurance on whether that’s really what you really want. You can never get over how tentative Steve is and how he always puts your needs first. Your stomach might have done a flip but it’s your core that has a much stronger reaction to all this…

You notice his nostrils flare as the fresh wave of wetness pools between your thighs. You’re now completely exposed so hiding your very obvious arousal is impossible. You feel your cheeks burn a little in embarrassment at your body’s not-so-subtle response to the sight of Steve on his knees.

He sends you a crooked smile and leans closer to kiss the top of your legs. You feel his palms move lower to your ass and where he begins a gentle massage. He kneads your soft flesh at the same time peppers the delicate skin on your front. You instinctively push a hand into his hair, signalling him he’s doing a great job.

Meanwhile, his kisses move closer to your core and when you feel him an inch away from it, you part your legs open to allow him access.

He sits back on his haunches and the heels yet again prove to be a much needed support - allowing you to hover directly over his handsome face. You encourage him by gently pushing his face towards your core.

You hear him inhale again then blow out cool air straight into your wanton lips which sets your skin in goosebumps. You whine small, barely audible but amiss to the super soldier’s ear; and he’s loving it. Steve loves fucking you; but you also know he’d never openly admit to anyone that the mighty Captain enjoys being a good sub and not having to take charge. To simply be the one giving pleasure and being used in the most delicious way.

‘T’is good?’ He murmurs in low voice. You nod your head eagerly and hum.

You expect it but still, when his thick wet tongue swipes over your aching cunt you can’t control yourself and it sets you off moaning, very loudly. You swear you can feel your insides throbbing in excitement. It seem your whole body is buzzing with lust.

‘Fuck, Steve…’ you hiss ‘So good for me…’ you reach to caress his cheek and you’re surprised to feel how hot his skin had gotten; the fact this is affecting him so much is adding to your excitement. As if you weren’t wet enough for him, this makes you release another wave of slick and it doesn’t go amiss. He’d smiling mischievously at you and bites his bottom lip.

He likes to start slow like that.

There was a time when you needed to give him instructions but now he’s learned your body so well it’s like watching a virtuoso play his signature instrument - the way he can pull gasps, whines, moans and screams of pleasure from you is unbelievable; frankly no man should have this amount of talent. Then again, Steve Rogers is not your average man.

Lost in the feel of his tongue massaging your centre, you don’t expect the harsh smack to your backside and his grasp of your ass tighten. It makes you lose balance momentarily and fall forward. In a moment of panic you grab the only thing within your reach which are Steve’s shoulders. You bend at your waist and brace yourself for the impact but it never comes. Instead you feel a reassuring press of rough stubble covered skin on your pelvis and an arm wraps around your lower back.

Steve chuckles breathlessly at your moment of weakness.

‘You okay there, baby?’ He smirks as he presses his face to your lower abdomen. You slowly recover from the near-fall and you give him a wide smile.

‘Thank you, such a gentleman, really…’ you chuckle and straighten up.

He looks up to you with big pleading but lust overtaken eyes; you nod eagerly knowing that it’s time to step it up a notch.

Steve latches onto your lips, licking and sucking them. He hums and moans into you, sending vibrations through your core. His hands stay in a vice grip of your ass; determined to have to hold still this time. He nudges your legs wider apart with his knee and that allows him to dive deep into your pussy. The copious amount of slick produced is enough to completely soak his chin and his small stubble scrapes the delicate skin of your thighs.

You pant and moan; each noise more obscene and more pornographic than previous. Your head snaps back instinctively but you force it back to watch Steve in action.

The view below is a sight to behold - his legs look deliciously thick, spread wide to keep your feet far apart; even if still clad in a shift you can clearly see his chest raise up and down; his face is a reddish hue but that makes his ocean blue eyes pop. Just then he looks up at you with those gorgeous orbs and you can’t help but smile through a particularly loud moan.

‘Fuckin’ love you, Steve…’ you pant and he growls in satisfaction. His ever so soft lips close around your clit and he begins sucking. That’s what does it for you.

Your body betrays you and in throes of passion you try to pull away from him; but Steve knows you too well so his grip on you is not easing. In fact, he brings you even closer to him and sucks on your bud harshly. You feel your leg tremble and you grab onto his shoulders for leverage.

‘Fuck, fuck, Yes…’ you can’t help it this time, you throw your head back and you come with Steve’s name on your lips, repeated over and over like a prayer.

Through your orgasm, Steve holds you securely in place and he carries on with soft licks and kisses to help you come down from your high afterwards. Once you’ve regained enough composure he lets go of you and you bend down to kiss him deeply, tasting yourself on his tongue.

‘Merry Christmas, baby!’ You whisper and he smiles at you.

‘I love you, doll’

Forever tag list:

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And I’ll add @angryschnauzer and @eve1978 because they’re always up for smut and I want to know if I’m any good?

#samsrockinwritingchallenge #steve x reader #Steve Rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers imagine #captain america #captain america x reader #captain america imagine #smut #marvel fanfiction

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ohfrickfanfic · 7 years

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Spooky Jim Christmas

So his is kinda like part 2 of the Spooky Jim, Halloween fic.

With Josh getting Jim I kept hearing that Tyler’s afraid of dogs I dunno how true it is but Tyler’s afraid of dogs in this fic and he’s also sassy AF. I wanted to write a fic with Jim but wasn’t comfortable making him an ESA because I feel like that’s really personal to Josh so he’s just a pet.

Warnings/tags: None, very vanilla and fluffy

Pairings: Josh x Reader

“Unh-uh. No, no way,” Tyler shakes his head at you and the animal your arms.

“Come on Tyler please, he’s just a puppy, he’s not gonna hurt you,” you plead stroking the Golden Retrievers amber fur.

“I know he won’t because he’s not staying here,” he retorts.

“Please it’s only for two days, I have all his food, toys, bedding, doggy bags, everything he needs for the weekend and we’ll be here first thing Christmas morning to open presents with you and Jenna and to eat her delicious Christmas brunch.”

Before Tyler can answer Jenna opens the front door entering the kitchen with two armfuls of bagged groceries. Immediately she puts them down by the door running over to you.

“Oh my goodness!, Look at your widdle face,” Her lips forming into a pucker as she baby talks while massaging the animals soft ears. “Who’s puppy?” She asks looking up at you briefly before returning her attention to the dog.

“Josh’s, I bought him for Josh for Christmas. I was hoping I could keep him here until Christmas morning since we’re opening gifts here anyways, but Tyler— ”

“Absolutely!” Jenna exclaims before you can finish, lifting the dog from your arms. Holding him by underneath his front legs she raises him high into the air looking up at him as she walks around, continuing to baby talk and make kissy faces at Josh’s new puppy.

You shoot Tyler a sly smile.

“I still don’t understand why you can’t just give him the dog today,” he pouts, crossing his arms over his chest, knowing he can’t say no to his beautiful wife. “Or why I’m responsible for everyone’s gifts,” He laughs.

“TYLER!” Jenna scolds, giving him a warning eye.

You don’t think anything of it. Josh was smart to leave your gift with Tyler, he knows you hate surprises and always snoop until you find your gift or beg until he shows you or gives it to you early because he can’t keep a secret either.

You try your hardest not to ask what it is before you leave, instead making sure they have everything they need to care for Josh’s puppy over the weekend, handing Tyler a big bag as Jenna dances around the kitchen merrily, holding the puppy.

“Everything he needs is in here: food, pee pee pads, chew toys, everything, and his carrier is by the door still.” You inform him. “ Thank You, Thank you.” You express your gratitude planting a kiss on his cheek before heading to the door.

“Welcome. You’re lucky I love you and Josh,” he says begrudgingly.

“No I’m lucky your wife is my best friend and you don’t know how to say no to her,” you tease. “Love you too,” you stick out your tongue in friendly banter as you leave, closing the door behind you.

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“You have everything?” Josh questions as the two of you leave the house Christmas morning.

“Yup. you? You smile, knowing Josh’s gift for you is at Tyler and Jenna’s as well.

“Mmmm hmmm,”

The ride to Tyler and Jenna’s is mostly quiet, Josh’s eyes glued to the road as his head seems to be in the clouds. He seems distracted but happy, yet you can’t help but be concerned.

“You alright? You wonder out loud, placing your hand on his thigh as he parks the car in the Joseph’s driveway.

“Yeah,” he smiles, looking at you, his eyes getting all squinty in the corners in that way you adore. “I love you,” he adds, placing his hand on yours and running his thumb softly over your fingers.

“I love you too,” you smile back, reaching over to cup his face with your right hand, brushing softly over his lips before giving him a quick kiss and exiting the car.

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“Jenna, it smells like heaven in here!” You exclaim as you enter the house.

“Thank you,”Jenna says immediately pulling you into a tighter than normal hug and wishing you a Merry Christmas.

Tyler comes to the door as well greeting you both. He pats Josh on the back and gives him a look, silently communicating with him in only the way they can. Josh’s face lights up with a squinty-eyed smile again as he nods his head yes as Tyler yanks him in for a hug, then pulls back looking him in the eyes with a wide grin. You don’t know what’s gotten into Tyler and Jenna but it’s great to see everyone so happy, and even Josh seems more cheery than usual.

“Presents first!” Jenna announces, whisking you away into the dining room. “Look I made this box for you to put the puppy in.” The outside of the box is expertly wrapped to perfection with large cut-out air holes, and a separately wrapped lid, complete with a sizable red bow.

“Oh, Jenna it’s perfect!” You exclaim as Jenna lets the small dog out of his carrier. She scoops him into her arms and places him gently in the box.

“You’re gonna meet your new daddy soon, little guy.” You whisper, placing a kiss on his wet nose and covering the box, before exiting the dining room, box in hand.

“Ok, me first,” you say excitedly walking into the living room carrying the large box. Carefully, you hand the box to Josh who’s sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the Christmas tree. Jenna takes a seat next to her husband on the couch as Josh stares at the box in his lap quizzically, as you take a seat by his side.

“Babe, why does my present have air hole–.” The last sound of his words cut off by the tiniest of barks. Josh’s eyes go wide and he quickly removes the cover to the box.

“Oh Kitten,” Josh slips, “you got me a puppy!”

“Oh wow, I assumed ‘Kitten’ was just a Halloween thing, ya freaks.” Tyler sasses, causing Josh to blush and let out a soft “sorry.”

“Well, it started out as a Halloween thing…” You smirk unashamed.

“I did NOT need to know that, Tyler laughs shaking the mental image from his head.

“Hey little guy, do you have a name?” Josh questions in a soft almost childlike tone as he lifts him from the box and ruffles the fur by the dog’s black collar.

“Not yet, I wanted you to name him.” You answer

“Well, what have you guys been calling him?” He looks to Tyler and Jenna.

“Well Tyler’s been calling him ‘No, stay over there.’ and ‘Jenna, come get this dog.’” Jenna laughs, playfully shoving her husband.

“Haha very funny,” he retorts dryly.

“How ‘bout Jim, can I name him Jim?” Josh switches his gaze to you to ask.

“Of course baby whatever you want,” you answer.

“Good Jim it is,” he says lifting him higher and squeezing him in his arms, rubbing his head along Jim’s soft fur. “I love him already, baby” Thank you!” He leans forward cradling Jim in his arms to kiss you.

“Someone else go next, I wanna give my gift to y/n last,” Josh suggests, as his strokes Jim’s fur.

“Here,” Tyler says grabbing a gift from under the tree and hesitantly handing it to Josh keeping an eye on the dog in his lap.

“Hey, by the way man, thanks for keeping the dog here I know dogs aren’t really your thing,” Josh says as he rips the paper off his gift.

“Yeah, don’t mention it,” Tyler smiles.

Josh pulls the rest of the wrapping paper of his gift to reveal a blanket. Knowing Tylers love of giving gag gifts Josh quickly unfolds the blanket only to display a large picture of Tyler’s face with the words ‘Josh’s Best Fren’

“Dude I’m putting this on my bed!” Josh laughs, “Thanks.”

“Oh good, I’ve always wanted to sleep with you.” Tyler Jokes.

“Yeah, well it’s too bad blankets go on top of you and not under you, because let’s be honest we both know I would top in that situation,” Josh teases causing the room to erupt in laughter.

The boys sexuality has been a long-running joke between friends and family because of how close the two are, and they always fed into despite what anyone might think, completely comfortable with themselves and their platonic love for each other, and you admire them for it.

Josh, who’s always been more of a practical gift giver, goes next, handing Tyler a red envelope. He opens the card and two gift cards slide out into his lap.

“Thanks buddy, you know these won’t go to waste,” he says picking up the taco bell and Chipotle gift card.

You and Jenna exchange gifts next, ironically both getting each other a gift card to your favorite clothing store, which also happens to be hers.

“Thanks babe, you got great taste.” Jenna laughs getting up to give you a hug.

“Yeah, you too.” you smile.

“Here hunny, this is for you,” Jenna says sweetly as she passes Tyler his gift while she still up.

He struggles with Jenna’s perfectly crafted bow and ribbon, wrapped criss-cross around the rectangular package. Finally, he gets it undone, mumbling to himself about its difficulty. Layers of neat green tissue paper surround the gift under the box’s lid. Tyler peels back the layers to reveal a Nintendo switch game laying on top of a green Adidas track jacket.

“I know green is like the only color of these jackets you don’t already own and I saw you eyeing it at the store the other day,” Jenna says as Tyler holds up the jacket, admiring it.

“Thanks baby, I love it,” Tyler responds, leaning in to give Jenna a quick peck. “But you know me and Josh are gonna have to ditch you two later to play the new game right?” Tyler laughs forcing a cheesy grin.

“Now here, baby open yours.” Tyler places a large heavy box on the floor by Jenna’s feet. She scoots to the edge of the couch a leg on each side of the box as she begins unwrapping.

“Ahhh!” Jenna shrieks, “The Tiffany blue, kitchen stand mixer I haven’t shut up about! Thanks hunny.”

“What my baby wants my baby gets,” Tyler smiles,” but wait, one more thing.” Tyler reaches under the tree and pulls out a small square box. Jenna quickly tears of the paper and opens the velvety black box.

“Tyler, these earrings are beautiful!” She gasps. “Are those my birthstone?”

“Yup, aquamarine,” Tyler answers. “Here, you’re not wearing any now, let me put them on you.” He removes them from the box and carefully inserts them into the holes of her pierced ears, fastening the backing to each.

“Oh Jenna those are gorgeous! You did good, Tyler!” You exclaim admiring Jenna’s new earrings.

“Don’t worry, your boy Josh did good too.” Tyler smiles and the room falls silent for a brief second.

“Oh yeah, why am I la—,”

“I just realized we don’t even have Christmas music on,” Jenna interrupts you to say, making her way over to put some on.

“I hope you like it,” Josh says taking a deep breath and handing you a similar shaped, small, wrapped box as Jenna’s; Mariah Carey’s All I Want For Christmas now playing in the background.

Under the wrapping, the same velvet-like box.

“Awww babe,” You start happily, as you being to open the box. “Did you get me birthstone earrings t—,”

“Josh— ” You gasp, placing the now open box softly on your lap, and clasping both hands over your mouth in shock, as tears flood your eyes.

Setting Jim down off his lap and shifting his weight from sitting, Josh gets on one knee and retrieves the box from your lap, holding it out in front of you with an unsteady hand.

“Y/N,” Josh starts, “When Jenna first told me she wanted to set me up on a blind double date with one of her friends, to be honest, it was the last thing I wanted to do. But with her persistence and my inability to say ‘No’ to people, I gave in—"

You look over to Jenna who’s dabbing at the corner of her eyes with a tissue, and exchange a brief smile of gratitude before returning your attention to Josh.

“—and it was the best decision I ever made. I’ll be forever grateful to her for bringing us together because now the last thing I wanna do is have to spend my life without you, I love you so much. So Y/N will you please do me the honor of being my wife, and spending the rest your life with me?”

“Yes! Of course!” You manage to choke out between joy-filled sobs, pulling him in for a kiss.

Breaking the kiss you thumb away a tear descending down Josh’s cheek as he slips the ring onto your finger. It’s the perfect fit, and for the first time in all the excitement, you actually get to admire the rings beauty; a one karat cushion halo in a white gold setting; your dream ring.

“How did you know?” You ask in amazement. “It’s perfect.”

“Jenna helped,” Josh answers, “she said you’ve been talking about wanting an engagement ring exactly like that since you two were planning your imaginary wedding as kids.”

“I have been,” You chuckle. “Thank you, it’s gorgeous.”

“C’mere,” Jenna squeals excitedly.

You both stand and Jenna pulls you into a tight hug. “Let’s have some champagne and celebrate.” She announces. “and brunch too I’m starving.”

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Brunch is delectable; Thick slices of homemade french toast, with poached eggs, maple glazed ham, and large coffee rolls made from scratch for dessert.

After brunch, you help Jenna clean up the kitchen while the boys play Tyler’s new game. You and Jenna discuss everything wedding related while you clean, from possible colors schemes, dates, dresses, and menu to whether you should go tanning and get waxed before the big day.

“Guys it’s starting to snow,” Jenna says excitedly. “We should go outside, let Jim run around a little. He was such a good boy while we were eating, he didn’t even beg.”

Outside, the snow falls white layering over the still unmelted snow of the days prior, and Jim runs free off his leash in the Joseph’s fenced in yard. You stand silently in awe just reliving the days events as you feel Josh’s hand slip into yours, seconds later his other hand full of snow comes down on your head, and Josh runs from you.

“Oh, you’re gonna get!” You yell chasing after Josh.

He smiles with his tongue adorably peeking out between his teeth as he tries to get away, the snow on the ground slowing him down. You finally catch up to him around the back side of Tyler and Jenna’s house. Grabbing him by the jacket you playfully attempt to push him down into a pile of snow. Josh, obviously much stronger than you reverses your positions, pushing you down into the snow instead, landing on top of you.

“Josh, you’re getting me all wet!” You shriek, trying to push him off of you.

“Mmmm, am I?” He teases, pinning your hands above your head and nipping along your jawline.

“Oh no this is not gonna be like Halloween, I’m not fucking outside with Tyler and Jenna nearby again.” You laugh. “Plus now we have a— “ Your words cut short by a slobbery wet puppy kiss. “Dog,” You finish, wiping your face with your sleeve.

Josh rolls off of you and play fights with Jim in the snow. It’s not long before the three of you are now wet and cold. After warming up back inside with Jenna’s homemade hot cocoa topped with whipped cream made in her new mixer, the two of you thank Tyler and Jenna for a day to remember and head home to dry up.

Back home you take a warm shower and put on some nice dry pajamas; you in a black and red flannel nightgown and Josh in matching pajama pants. Josh settles Jim into his crate, wrapping an old t-shirt of his around a hot water bottle to comfort him.

“I read that is supposed to help new puppies adjust,” Josh states, “ they feel the warmth and smell your scent and think it’s you, so they’re less likely to whimper at night.”

“Joshua Dun, you’re too cute, get over here,” You smile, admiring his fatherly instinct, and patting his side of the bed next to you. He smiles back climbing onto the bed and straddles your hips.

“I almost forgot I have one more thing I wanna give you tonight,” Josh says suggestively.

“Oh yeah, what’s that?”

“You’ll see,” he smirks, disappearing under the blankets.

“Mmmm Josh,” you whine, feeling his hands guide the flannel fabric of your nightgown up over your thighs, pooling it around your stomach. Conveniently you never wear panties to bed and Josh loves it, instantly pushing your thighs apart groaning to himself at the sight of you. With a firm pointed tongue he teases your entrance first, circling his tongue inside of you, before flattening his tongue to lick soft wide stripes up and down your increasingly wet folds, pausing every time he reaches the top to suck gently on your clit.

Eating you out has always been one of Josh’s favorite ways to please you, he always gets into it, and this time is no different. He moans loudly, a hand reaching up to grip the soft flesh of your stomach as he wags his head back and forth between your thighs, the vibrations and his lashing tongue bringing you close to the edge.

“Josh!” You pant, lifting the blankets “Bring that tongue up here,” you say not wanting to cum already.

“What is it, baby?” Josh asks popping up from under the covers, lips glossed with your wetness.

“Wanna feel you in me,” You plead, sliding your hand into his pajama pants, palming his hard cock.

“You don’t gotta ask twice baby,” He smiles, tugging the thick patterned fabric down his thighs.

Hooking your legs over his shoulders he quickly enters you, setting a slow but deliberate pace. With his hands supporting himself on either side of your head, he leans forward peppering kisses along your jawline and neck as he rocks his hips against your flesh.

“God, I love you,” he breathes against your neck.

“Mmmm fuck, baby I love you too,” you moan, arching your back, his warm breath engaging the erogenous zone behind your ear.

He knows you’re sensitive there and continues to tease the spot, lightly grazing his perfect and pointy eye teeth along the area as he thrusts.You wiggle your hips under him, your clit seeking out friction.

“Is this what you’re after baby?” He asks, shifting his weight onto one hand and moving his other down your body to your clit, massaging it with the pads of his fingers.

“Oh— Fuck — Yes!” You writhe wildly at his touch, your legs slipping from his shoulders, now open wide around his hips. “Shit — so close,” you whine, enjoying the new angle.

“Me too,” Josh responds in a breathy moan.

He pulls almost all the way out before burying himself deep inside of you, his warm cum filling you up and triggering your own release. He helps you ride it out with slow thrusts and his fingers just barely stroking your sensitive clit.

“I love you, future Mrs. Dun.” He says, grabbing your hand and kissing your ring as he rolls to your side.

“I love you too, Mr. Dun,” You giggle, before pressing your lips to his, the kiss interrupted by Jim whimpering.

“Aww baby, he’s crying,” Josh says looking at you with puppy dog eyes of his own.

“Go ahead,” you say, knowing what Josh is asking.

Josh jets out of bed like a kid on Christmas to let Jim in bed with the two of you. Jim circles left, then right, then right again before settling down quietly between you and Josh.

“Goodnight Mrs. Dun,” Josh says, facing you with an arm resting over Jim.

“Goodnight.”

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