#April showers bring May Drabbles

[sev-on-kamino]

hello! Would you be willing to write a little blurb of the romance prompt 27 of f!reader x echo?

thank you sm :D

✨ hello!✨ I’m happy to, friend! I love that prompt, and I love Echo to bits. I hope this makes you smile! btw you’re my first ever request, and I appreciate you so much💙💙

27: sharing an umbrella in the rain, or a coat/blanket when it’s cold (prompt list here)

Echo x f!reader

warnings: none! it’s fluffy with some sweet kisses

word count: 962

You’d been excited when Hunter had decided to send you with Echo on the job for Cid instead of going himself. Finding space and time to be alone was difficult, so even though you were working it was still a treat.

It stopped feeling like a treat when you ended up in a firefight with a small band of pirates. Your arms and wrists were on fire from manning the gun, and the Marauder had taken more damage than you cared to ever explain to Tech.

Echo had made the executive decision to land on a nearby moon to assess the damage. It was freezing as the two of you exited the Marauder, tools in hand.

“Kriff, it’s cold! You should stay in the ship, and keep warm,” Echo said, shifting the tools he was carrying, so he could reach for the items you had. There was no way he was letting you freeze your ass off on some planet’s least favorite ice block of a moon.

“I’m not leaving you in the ice alone. Besides, it’ll go faster if I help,” you protested.

He sighed, but a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He liked how determined you were, and that you would stay by his side regardless of the circumstances. Your loyalty knew no bounds…or temperatures apparently.

“Fine, but if I see your teeth chattering, I’m putting you back on the ship.”

“Sure, sure, let’s get to work. The scanner says there’s a storm brewing.” You bounced down the gangplank, and made your way to the section that had taken the most damage.

“Can you fix it?” You asked, hovering near Echo’s shoulder, holding the torch high to illuminate the scorched section of the hull.

Echo removed one of the damaged panels, and frowned.

“Possibly. Move the torch a little closer, mesh’la.”

You complied, moving your arm, and looking over the exterior yourself like you knew what the heck any of it was.

The frown on his handsome face deepened, and you felt a wave of anxiety.

“Ooh, I don’t like that look,” you said, mirroring his frown.

“You shouldn’t. Our life support systems took a hit, so they’re operating, but at sub-optimal levels.”

“Define sub-optimal,” you asked nervously.

“It’s going to be a very cold night,” he replied. “Cid gave us contact information for a friend nearby, but with the blizzard kicking up, they won’t be able to get to us tonight.”

“Well, let’s do as much as we can for now, yeah?” you suggested. He nodded, and the pair of you got to work.

Echo worked diligently while you followed him with the light, and passed him tools. The cold was cutting straight through your armor, your blacks, and into your bones. Shivers were working through your muscles, making it difficult to move, but you bit the inside of your cheek to keep your teeth quiet.

“Try to hold the light still,” He requested, looking up at you. “Damn it, mesh’la! You’re shivering. What did I say earlier?”

“Y-you said I’d h-have to gg-go back, if my tt-teeth chattered,” you replied through now loudly chattering teeth. “I’m n-not even th-that cold.”

“Back on the ship. That’s an order,” Echo said herding you back onto the Marauder. You complied with minimal grumbling, and Echo sealed the both of you in.

“W-we could h-have finished,” you fussed.

“We need to get you warmed up first. Go get in my bunk, and I’ll bring blankets.”

You removed your armor with shaking fingers, the clasps seemed so much more difficult than usual. You were still fighting them when Echo made it back. He sat the blankets down, and began helping you, until you were down to your blacks, and crawling into his bunk. He followed suit, removing his armor, climbing in next to you before tugging the blankets over the pair of you.

You snuggled into his side eagerly, nuzzling your face against his neck. A hum of utter contentment escaped you before you could stop it. Echo can’t help the smile that spreads across his face. He never thought he’d be so glad to be stranded, but there’s a first time for everything.

“Not even that cold, huh?” He asked, laughing softly, as he wrapped his arms around you. The cold is mostly forgotten as your brain is far more focused on how warm and safe you feel.

“Hush!” You replied, snuggling as close to him as possible. “How are you not freezing?”

“Ah, Cybernetic enhancements have their perks. And you should enjoy me while you can, Tech’s going to kill us,” he says, shifting his legs to accommodate yours, but you happily let them tangle with his instead.

“No, he’ll be pissed at Cid. She could have told us this was a popular ambush site for pirates.”

“Cid? Give us all the info? That’ll be the day,” Echo grumbled with a laugh, as he tightened his hold on you.

“A girl can dream. We should send the others a comm, so they know we’re ok,” you said, yawning.

“I’ll handle that. Get some rest, cyare.” He pressed his forehead to yours, and you tilted your head back to look up at him. He brushed his lips over yours, sending a wave of warmth through your body, and eliciting another happy little hum from you. Encouraged by your reaction, he kissed you again, as he rubbed his hands over your back in soothing circles. As the feeling returned to your fingers and toes, you started to relax, blissful in your blanket cocoon with your trooper.

“Rest well, Echo,” you said sleepily, stealing one more kiss before pressing your face back into his neck. Your eyes drifted closed, and suddenly it felt like the trip was a treat once more.

[belladaises]

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cinnamon buns & warm hugs, pranks by @forcheol

to be in love by @daegutowns

a love that burns brightly by @wooahaes

dad of the year by @wondernus

Fireflies with you by @welcometomyoasis

take a chance with me by @hrts4hanniehae

Snowed In by @stayteezdreams

must love dogs by @nevernonline

All of the Girls You've Loved Before by @highvern

ONE LAST TIME by @spamgyu

boyfriend!Cheol // meeting the members by @wonwoonlight

drunken call by @magisland

Drunk with Love by @beomboomboom

[20:37] [20:17] by @gyu-effect

[2:08] glimpse of us, in which you get hurt in a car accident by @wongyuuu

your cherry flavored kisses by @hannyoontify

그렇더라고요 (when you love someone) by DAY6 by @shuahoonie

BANDAGES + KISSES by @hanggarae

Pucking Chemistry @minnieminshi

drabbles 1, 2 by @seungcheorry

9:47 am, eat. play. love. by @husbandhoshi

Still In This Holy Ground by @hirayaaraw

cherry bows by @slytherinshua

nightcap by @j-pping

third eye, For You by @writer-k-pop

april showers bring may flowers by @hannyoontify

live stream by @pileofwords

baby-proofing by @sluttywoozi

our ending is made for each other by @savventeen

Diamond, Mi Vida by @ontowanderlust

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my pillow by @alohajun

53: the relief of fatalistic recklessness by @97-liners

baguette by @bwinnies

tripped by @sebastiannewai

how seungcheol says “i love you” for the first time by @boowanie

the truth untold by @viastro

virtue of humility by @haokyeom

[jgracie]

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[knoxmares]

April Showers Day 2 - Pissing on Someone

MINORS DNI

✩ a/n: i expanded a drabble i wrote for leona last year, so some parts may seem familiar~

tags: dom amab top reader, sub bottom leona, piss, hate sex, degradation, spanking ( once ), overstimulation, slightly under negotiated kink, leona in minor subspace

“Can’t you just get on with it?” Leona growls clearly getting impatient. “You’re not that big. Probably not even worth the prep” laying flat on his stomach he makes a clear point to glance back at you, a haughty smirk on his face.

Brat.

With your fingers still buried in him, you use your other hand to give him a single hard slap on the ass. Following the quick blow, you tightly grip the base of his tail, immediately drawing a hiss out of the spoiled prince.

“If that’s the case, maybe you can find someone else to satisfy your needs, your highness” Your words are coated in loathing. You’re not even sure how you ended up in this position with someone you only ever bicker with, but like clockwork, you and Leona hook up for a few days toward the end of each month.

Actually, you do know how you end up here. Leona deliberately riles you up. Snide remarks are exchanged frequently, but when it gets close to the end of the month he takes things up a notch: shoulder-checking you in the hallways, purposefully napping in your favorite study spots, actually trying in PE just to surpass your own performance, and other small annoyances that eventually cause you to boil over and confront him.

It always ends like this, however, anger and lust becoming blurred together.

“Don’t forget who asked for it” you add another finger while simultaneously jerking Leona’s tail in gentle rhythmic movements. He strategically hides his reaction, burying his face in his arms, but his arousal is too obvious in the way that he tried to subtly grind his growing erection on his mattress.

“Ya know you’re kinda cute Leona… laying there, just taking what I give you” that makes him pick up his head again, ears twitching in agitation. “Just being the perfect pillow princess for me” That makes him push himself up. He pivots his shoulders just enough to fully glare at you, lips curling up in a snarl.

“Watch your tongue herbivore..”

“Or what?” You sneer abandoning the grip on his tail to grab one of his braids. He’s forced to follow it as you yank it towards yourself, bringing him up on his knees. With your faces mere inches apart you make a point to look down at his canines.

“You’ll eat me?” You echo his favored threat. “Maybe you should bite me. That might make me hard enough to fuck you, princess” You smile wickedly as his emerald eyes blow wide. It’s that spark of anger that makes your dick twitch.

“You bast-“ you cut him off, finding it too easy to wipe that menacing look off his face by curling your fingers to brush against his prostate.

“Nngh” he falters from pleasure, actually letting out a whisper of a whimper when you pull your fingers completely out of him. If he wanted to cum he was going to have to work for it. Leona should serve someone else for a change, and what better way to start than making him get you off by fucking himself on your cock?

Once you’ve pushed yourself fully into him, you make him do just that, a smug look on your face as your hands cradle the back of your head. The movement of his hips was reluctant at first, but the sound of skin slapping skin fills the room now, Leona chasing his own pleasure. He gets so lost in it, he even lets out audible moans, which you graciously stay quiet about for now.

“I’m so close, princess. Keep going.” Surprisingly Leona doesn’t comment on the title, grinding his hips into yours with more fervor until you spill your seed into him. You moan loudly at the release, and you finally begin to rock your hips into him. It’s faint, but you hear Leona mewl as a reaction to your thrusts, easily being guided fully onto his stomach as you continue to pump into him.

“Mmm, you feel so good squeezing around me. Does it turn you on serving someone else?”

“Tch” he makes an annoyed noise. “The only person I serve is myself, herbivore. You’re only a tool for my pleasure.”

“Is that so?” you put your smiling lips on the skin of his neck, enjoying the gasp he lets out as you bite him. He quivers under you, letting out a shaky exhale of pleasure as you suck harshly on his skin. Pulling out of him, he allows you to turn him onto his back, revealing that he did in fact cum while you were marking him.

“You came so easily” you tease, straddling his thighs. You expect a sharp glare to pierce you, but instead, Leona looks rather dazed, chest rising with shallow breaths. “Did you enjoy being marked that much? And here I thought I was the tool”

When he doesn’t respond immediately you take both your cocks in your hand, stroking them both together. Leona hisses but slowly bucks himself into your hand.

“I’m not an idiot ya know. If all you wanted was pleasure, I’m sure you could find a surplus of volunteers, and yet you, the laziest person I know, goes out of your way to rile me up just so that I’ll fuck you.”

“I think…” you use your other hand to rub your tips, further overstimulating Leona whose cock is already hard again. “You want me and only me. And you get off on the thought that I’d only want you.” His hips squirm at your words and actions, eyes screwed shut and teeth biting his lip as he attempts to hold in a moan.

“Is that it? Do you want to be mine, princess?” His eyes open again, emerald eyes landing on you and his expression resembles one of full submission, a slight nod of his head almost pushing you over the edge.

“I want to hear you say it” Your dick twitches on the brink of release, but you wait for the words.

“Yes..” He pants. “I want to be yours” the declaration is just what you needed, but instead of cum, it’s piss that you release all over Leona’s stomach. You moan at the sight and Leona has a similar reaction, his dick spasming in your hand before letting out a thin spurt of cum that mixes with your piss.

You smile down at him, taking a piece of his hair and fondly twisting it around your finger. “I’d say that makes you mine.”

[sunnydaleherald]

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Je voulais juste croire. (French language, T) by AngelicaR2

Je ne compte pas. (French language, T) by AngelicaR2

A Little Princess: A Comparison Between Book and Movie Through the Lens of Personal Experience (Wesley/Fred, T) by girlpire

Young Limbs and Numb Hymns (Drusilla/Spike, T) by SomeKindOfADeviant

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Wonderful Unknown (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Willow25

Absent Lovers (Buffy/Spike, AO) by MaggieLaFey

Irregular (Crossover with Elementary, FR13) by Slingshot

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One Chance, Chapter 23 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by AtlantianDream

What Buffy Wants, Chapter 2 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by BewitchedXx

Creative Solutions, Chapter 3 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Harlow Turner

And Then, Spike Was a Girl, Chapter 1 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Harlow Turner

Give Me Back My Girlhood, It Was Mine First, Chapter 5 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by Wonder and Ashes

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FICS

Twice as Pregnant - Mattsun & Makki

Before Love Came to Kill Us - Iwaizumi

Rewritten version (2023)

April Showers bring May Flowers - Oikawa

One-Shots

Serving You - Makki

In the Mornings - Makki

End of Shift - Makk

Just a Suggestion - Mattsun

The Alley of The Kiss - Bokuto

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series:

Holding Out For a Hero - Steve Rogers x avenger!reader: completed 

ch.1 ch.2 ch.3 ch.4 ch.5 ch.6 ch.7 ch.8 ch.9* ch.10 epilogue

Summary: You get recruited to work for the Avengers, which is really anyone’s dream job. So you’re not going to let your little crush on Captain America get in your way. How hard can that be?

The Heart Wants What it Wants - Chris Evans x actress!reader:  completed

pt.1* pt. 2 pt.3

Summary: You and Chris meet at an after-party and hit it off, but you know the age gap isn’t going to go over well with the media. What can you do when loving someone can potentially destroy your careers?

Random Objects Headcanons - Chris Evans x reader:  completed

Shower*  Sink  Table  Shelves  Bed*  Bonus!

Summary:  Domestic headcanons inspired by random household objects. (less stupid than it sounds, promise, give it a chance!)

Cycle - Steve Rogers x reader:  completed

ch.1 ch.2 ch.3  ch.4* ch.5 

Summary: You want a relationship but keep getting tangled up in one night stands, while Steve just keeps getting himself friendzoned. When pollar opposites with the same desires meet, will you change each other’s lives?

Rumor Has It - Chris Evans x actress!reader:  completed

pt.1 pt.2 pt.3

Summary: It’s just lunch with your coworker, until chris thinks it’s not. Angst/breakup fic. check out the playlist:)

A Very Colin Christmas - Colin Shea x reader:  completed  

ch.1  ch.2  ch.3  ch.4  ch.5

Summary: You were planning of spending a low-key Christmas at home, when your neighbor / maybe crush asks you for an interesting favor... for you to pretend to be his girlfriend to get his judgy family off of his back. The results? misundersandings, epiphanies, and some holiday spirit.

Silver Lining - Wanda Maximoff x reader: completed

Silver Lining  Water Under The Bridge  All’s Well That Ends Well

Summary: You’re in a relationship with carol and nat but you were gone for a while on mission. When you get back, the two exclude you from everything, so now, someone new has a chance to enter your life.

headcanons:

friends to lovers - Chris Evans x reader

Hot Pool Stranger - Colin Shea x reader 

Fireworks - Steve Rogers x reader

Romantics- Chris Evans x reader

Undercover - Chris Evans x reader

Night Out - Kyle x reader (The Perfect Score)

Playful - Chris Evans x reader

Shopping With Chris - Chris Evans x reader

Pool Day - Chris Evans x reader

(Extra)ordinary - Chris Evans x reader

Comfort - Chris Evans x reader

Cloud Nine - Chris Evans x reader

To Infinity And Beyond - Chris Evans x reader

Going Public - Chris Evans x reader

Be Mine - Chris Evans x reader

Heal - Natasha Romanoff x reader

‘stache Stories - Chris Evans x reader

Chris dating a writer would include... - Chris Evans x reader

cevans dating a young foreigner - Chris Evans x reader

taking each Avenger to a pride parade would be like... - various characters, relationship unspecified 

Cuddling with Valkyrie - Valkyrie x reader

A Birthday Before - pre serum! Steve Rogers x reader

Take Care - Chris Evans x reader

andy barber whisking you away on vacation would be like... - Andy Barber x reader

Calm Before the Storm - Chris Evans x reader

taking care of sick Loki would look like... - Loki Odinson x reader

Halloween Headcanons - various cevans characters

oneshots / drabbles:

Chris Cross Applesauce- Chris Evans x reader

Take on Me- Chris Evans x reader

His Haven - Chris Evans x reader

Here - “Me” x reader (Playing it Cool)

You Make Me Feel Right - Steve rogers x reader

Queer Eye - Chris Evans x bi!reader, platonic Scott evans x reader

Knocked it Out of the Park - Colin Shea x reader 

Child’s Play - Chris Evans x director!reader

Worth It* - Andy Barber x reader

Family* - Frank Adler x reader

In Your Corner - Chris Evans x reader

A Thin Line || Table For Two - Natasha Romanoff x avenger!reader

Sleepless - Ransom Drysdale x reader

Butterfly Effect || You Give Me Butterflies - Steve Rogers x reader

Loving Him Was Red - Chris Evans x ginger!reader

Don’t Go - Loki Odinson x reader

Home To You - Chris Evans x actress!reader

April Showers Bring May Flowers - Chris Evans x reader

Questioning - Natasha Romanoff x reader

Vacation - Steve Rogers x reader

Spooky Scary Steve - Steve Rogers x reader

Cuddly Chris - Chris Evans x male!reader

An Apple a Day - Ransom Drysdale x doctor!reader

Crazy Ex Boyfriend - dark! Ransom Drysdale x reader

Happy Place - Chris Evans x reader

Magical - Chris Evans x reader

A Tale Of Nephews And Princesses - Chris Evans x reader

Forever - Ari Levinson x male!reader

The Perfect Tree - Jake Jensen x reader

Holding On - Andy Barber x reader

littera scripta manet - Steve Rogers x reader

Everytime - Chris Evans x reader

Wanda Saves Valentine’s - Wanda Maximoff x reader

Smile - Thor Odinson x reader

Chaperone - Chris Evans x reader

Reality TV -  Wanda Maximoff x reader

Seasons of Love - Chris Evans x reader

To Many More - Sam Wilson x reader

One Last Kiss - Steve Rogers x reader

More Than Meets The Eye - Steve Rogers x reader

Together - Chris Evans x reader

Daddy Daughter Day - Andy Barber x daughter!reader

Fears and Furniture - Andy Barber x reader

Never Too Late - Chris Evans x reader

Bad Dream - Agatha Harkness x reader

With Love - Carol Danvers x reader

Bad Day - Bucky Barnes x reader

Scary - Sam Wilson x reader

Mine - Natasha Romanoff x reader x Wanda Maximoff

By Next Winter - Carol Danvers x reader

Too Good at Goodbyes - Frank Adler x reader

Romantic Stylez - Jake Jensen x reader

Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince - Bucky Barnes x reader

Tiny Dancer - Killian Jones x Emma Swan (Once Upon a Time)

I Will Always Find You - Loki Odinson x reader

Invisible Touch - Agatha Harkness x reader

You Have Me, Heart and Soul || And I’m Yours, Forever - Ransom Drysdale x reader

Shadows - Loki Odinson (not reader insert!)

blurbs: 

Tolerate It || Happiness || Sad Beautiful Tragic - Ransom Drysdale x reader

I Want More - Natasha Romanoff x reader

Does Your Mother Know - Steve Rogers x reader

Clean Up In Aisle ‘Shut The Fuck Up’ -  Wanda Maximoff x reader

The Good Type Of Pain - Bucky Barnes x reader

Sunsets Don’t Seem As Pretty - Steve Rogers x reader

Harmony - Chris Evans x reader

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[jeonggukingdom]

splinters of love • day XXIII [ksj]

pairing  ⟶ kim seokjin x fem!Reader 

summary  ⟶ a collection of drabbles (one for each day of April) based on prompts by an online prompts’ generator site. Specifically  ⟶  • day XXIII ↳ in which Seokjin has been wanting to propose for a while now but he has lost the ring and he doesn’t know what to do with himself until you show up, quite flustered, with the ring right between your fingers.  

genre  ⟶ fluff, a bit of smut at the end *winky face*

rating  ⟶  18+

word count ⟶ 1.236 words

warnings  ⟶ mild depictions of sexual intercourse, more on the suggestive side but still nsfw!

series masterlist  ⟶ here  (links on mobile may not work, if you’re looking for all the works in this series, you can click on the “!splintersoflove” tag and you’ll find them all there!)

“Where the hell did it go?!” Seokjin curses under his breath, tugs on his hair with his fingers until he is pretty sure he’s gonna pull out some locks and all the while, his eyes keep scanning over the bedroom and the mess he has made of it.

Tonight was supposed to be the night, the moment he’d finally bend on one knee and ask you to marry him and make him the happiest living man on Earth but of course, he had to screw up the most crucial part of it all: the ring.

He had bought it on a whim three months prior to this very moment and ever since he had been thinking about the moment he’d give it to you. It could be a romantic moment, a party even or maybe something more mundane and personal or… the possibilities were endless so he kept putting it off and off until the days turned into weeks and then those transformed into months.

He was sure he had put it back between his socks the other day after staring at it for hours while you were at work but now he’s not sure anymore because the ring is gone and he thinks he might be having a stroke or something.

He can’t breathe properly and the frustration makes his blood boil, his heart thump uncomfortably against his ribs.

“Tell me I didn’t lose the bloody ring,” he whispers to himself, shaking his head as he bends down to look between his underwear, the sheets, pretty much everything that is lying on the floor right about now.

He is so engrossed in it all he doesn’t hear you coming back from home, he doesn’t catch your voice telling him you’re going to take a shower and he doesn’t hear your steps as you come into the bedroom with nothing but a towel around your naked body.

“Seokjinnie?” Your voice is soft but startles him enough to jump as he turns around with shock written all over his features.

His mouth opens almost comically and honestly you would be laughing at him right about now if it weren’t for one tiny golden detail between your fingers.

You found the little ring on the bathroom floor and at first you didn’t realise what it was and what it could mean but then, when you finally grasped it within your fingers you just… knew.

Seokjin’s eyes finally catch the glint in your fingers and his heart stops beating for a whole second before it returns to that uncomfortable pump that makes him feel almost nauseous.

“Where… where did you find that?” His voice is strangled as he rushes forward, his fingers itching to get it out of your grasp and he knows it’s stupid because now you’ve seen it and it’s not like you can unseen it and pretend to be surprise the moment he asks you.

He fucked up and ruined everything, simple as that.

“It was on the bathroom floor.”

Your eyebrows knot in confusion, your lips slightly protruding forward as if another question is about to fall out of your mouth but nothing comes out, instead, you gulp down heavily, fix your eyes back on the ring and then shift it up on him once more.

By the shook on his face, this is exactly what it looks like.

Seokjin grimaces, closes his eyes as he fists his hair once more while turning around to shield his face from you in utter shame.

Romantic, fancy or mundane, uh? What about disastrous, instead.

“Seokjin what is going on?” You ask, taking a few tentative steps his way so that you can grasp his arm with one of your hands, pull on his shirt until he turns around you and faces you once more.

“I’m an idiot, that’s what’s going on.”

He sighs, rests his hands on his sides as he hangs his head in shame before you.

Well, fuck it, it’s now or never—he thinks to himself and before you can even register what is happening he is crouching down on one of his knees, his hands grasping yours around the ring and a little sheepish smile is stretched onto his plump cherry lips.

“I think I kind of ruined it but… will you merry me?”

You blankly stare at him for a few seconds. Well, maybe me more than that considering the distressed look on his face as you fail to respond.

The truth is that you are surprised, overwhelmed even and struggling real hard to grasp the current situation.

You try to calm your thoughts, to control the rampant beating of your heart but fail miserably and then… it sinks in all of a sudden, cutting your breath short.

The tears come first, the trembling bottom lip comes second and then you are on your knees too, nodding your head frantically before him.

“Yes, yes, of course I’ll marry you,” you breathe out as a little sob escapes your mouth while his lips turn into a bright smile instead.

Happiness glows out of him and embraces you whole as his fingers take the ring out of your grasp so he can push it down your ring finger himself.

You stare at his hand, at the gentleness of the act and a deep shiver runs down your spine as you imagine the moment he’d do this in front of your families after pronouncing his vows.

You can almost see it if you close your eyes, feel it even all around you and it makes you so happy you think you might actually collapse because of it.

His lips are on yours before you can say any of this, voice out your utter joy and inner thoughts but you do not mind, especially when one of his hand travels behind your head to pull you a little into him and keep you there, right where he loves it the most.

You don’t register the way your hands fly to his hair, tug on them as you bring him down on the floor with you. You don’t register the towel coming off of your body nor the shiver that runs down your spine as he stares at your naked body.

He can’t take the image of you like this out of his head. Bare before him with just that ring to grace your skin.

His heart feels like bursting in his chest while the rest of his blood coils down to his groin, makes his mouth run dry.

You call his name then, bite your bottom lip in a silent but explicit request to have him right between your legs and he eagerly complies crushing your mouths together while his hands travel on your body as if he was discovering it for the very first time in his life.

You arch your back into him, call his name, moan and whimper for him throughout the entire night while he kisses you, whispers sweet nothings into your ears and makes love to you over and over again until it really feels like you’ve merged together and no boundaries exist anymore between your bodies.

You imagined marrying Seokjin a thousand times, hell, you’ve dreamed about it even because you already knew, even after your first day together, that you wanted to spend your entire life with him. Tonight, it finally feels like the first of an eternity together.

Copyright © 2020 by jeonggukingdom. All rights reserved. Do not repost, do not steal, do not translate without consent.

[sev-on-kamino]

30 Days of Blossoming Romance

Day 1: Accidental Hand Touching (prompt list here)

Wrecker x fem!reader

warnings: none, reader has a small injury, no details though, it’s fluff your honor!

word count: 819

“I gave you a direct order!” Hunter was yelling as the pair of you raced down the mountain, a battalion of clankers in pursuit.

“And I followed it! I just got lost!” You argued. It was technically true. You had taken a wrong turn, and decided you might as well double back for Hunter.

“We both know that’s not true!”

“Wrecker, I’ve got him, light it up!” You ignored Hunter’s fussing completely. He could chew you out from the safety of the Marauder.

“Thought you’d never ask!” Wrecker replied gleefully.

“Wrecker, you were in on this?” Hunter groaned.

“Less fussing, more running!” You shouted, cutting him off and ducking a blaster shot.

“This is not over!” Hunter bit back with a growl.

You rolled your eyes even though he couldn’t see them, as the rumble of explosions chased towards your position.

“Tech, get airborn, we need a pick up!” Hunter’s irritation couldn’t have been more clear.

“Locking in on your signal,” Tech replied, not letting on that he’d probably heard the entire bickering session.

“Left!” You took a sharp left leading Hunter towards a ridge where you could step into the Marauder without Tech needing to land again. Right on time, the ship hovered at the edge, the gangplank lowering to reveal Crosshair, who provided cover fire. You and Hunter threw yourselves into the ship and collapsed onto the floor. You struggled to take a breath, as the hard floor knocked the air out of you.

“Nice of you to join us,” Crosshair quipped, popping off a few more shots for good measure, as Tech closed the door, and made a sharp turn away from the mountainside. He turned to you, and offered his arm to help you up.

“Did you see that fireball?!” Wrecker exclaimed, eyes trained on you, as he hauled Hunter to his feet. “It was beautiful.”

“It was amazing, Wrecker,” you huffed, bent over, struggling to catch your breath. “Absolutely perfect placement.”

He beamed at you, before frowning. “You’re hurt.”

“What?!” you and Hunter shouted simultaneously. You straightened up with difficulty and looked down frantically to find a nice little blaster wound in your side.

“Great,” you said flatly, shuffling towards the corner of the ship that you’d turned into your med bay.

“Tech,” Hunter called. “Doc’s hurt!”

“I can handle it on my own. I’ll slap some bacta gel on it, and it’ll be fine,” you waved him off. “I’m fine, Tech!”

“Fine, when you’re done with that, I want you front and center in the cockpit, so we can discuss your listening skills,” Hunter was quite intent on this lecture that he’d no doubt been planning since he saw you back in that base.

“I warned you he’d be mad,” Crosshair said, heading towards the cockpit.

“Yeah, yeah, I remember,” you grumbled, heading the opposite way.

The pain in your side was noticeable now, but you were in no hurry to get an earful, so you stopped by the crate of ration bars on your way to your little corner of the ship, and flipped the lid open. You reached for one of the good bars, only for your fingers to meet Wrecker’s.

“Oh! Sorry, Wrecker. I’m so out of it, I didn’t even hear you behind me,” you apologized.

“It’s ok, sorry for getting you in trouble with Sarge,” he said offering you an apologetic smile.

“Don’t worry about it. He would have found something else if not this,” you grinned up at him. The sincerity in his smile made your heart clench, and you looked away only to realize your fingers were still touching.

Wrecker noticed too, and picked up the ration bar, offering it to you.

“Here, you have it since you’re hurt and all.”

“I don’t know, Wrecker, that explosion was awfully deserving of one of these,” you trailed off.

He grinned at you. “It was beautiful, wasn’t it? Reminded me of you.” Realizing what he’d said, he laughed nervously and looked away. His eyes darting back to see your reaction.

“An explosion reminded you of me?” You smiled up at him, one of your eyebrows raised. You were flattered by the strange compliment because you knew he meant it.

“Ah, cyar’ika, I’m sorry,” he started only for you to cut him off.

“Why? You like explosions, and if a massive one like that made you think of me, it’s a good thing, yeah?”

His shoulders drop in relief, as he grins.

“You always know what I mean, doc!” He replies, pressing the bar into your hands, letting your fingers brush against each other again. He lingers a moment before pulling back and grabbing a different bar. “Come find me when you’re done patching yourself up, and I’ll help you hide from Hunter.”

“It’s a date,” you smile, opening the wrapper with your teeth and taking a massive bite. Wrecker nods and salutes you as he leaves you to it.

[oveliagirlhaditright]

Ribbon of Light - A RokuNami Drabble

@twilightpromises

Summary: One year in the month of April, Roxas tries to destroy a mountain that once caused Kairi and Sora and his family problems--and that Roxas worries might cause him and Naminé issues, if such a thing ever arrises again since they were born from them--and it takes Naminé to convince him to believe in the light in positive outcomes. Oneshot. Drabble. Fluff. Canon/AU. Somewhat crack-y.

Author’s Note: For the maypole prompt about RokuNami on Tumblr. Semi-AU, or perhaps a “future fic”, since I’m plagiarizing something from one of my old stories, that certainly hasn’t happened in KH.

Naminé’s PoV

Roxas was doing something... strange, in trying to destroy a mountain on Destiny Islands with poles for some reason (poles that had ribbons attached to them, no less)… and for the life of her, Naminé couldn’t explain why. "Roxas?" she asked the blond, as she came up behind her boyfriend and put a gentle hand on his shoulder—that thankfully seemed to halt his movements for a moment—"What are you doing?" And as soon as he seemed to notice her, Roxas turned around and looked at Naminé with a sheepish grin on his face. "...Would you believe I was trying to make the mountain look like a walrus just for fun?" the Keyblade wielder asked as he drummed his fingers on his leg.

And there was only one thing she could say to that, wasn’t there? And Naminé swiftly told him “no”, as she shook her head in the negative and laughed. “No. I can’t say I do, Roxas. So why-”

Then, as if he was gifting Naminé some great gift, he filled her in. Probably because he hated seeing her confused, because she’d been kept in the dark just for her enemies to harm her far too many times. "Okay, Okay, Okay, I'll tell you the truth," Roxas somewhat chortled himself, as he held his hands palms-forward. Naminé shifted her weight from one foot to the other—and even put her feet in the turf before her—as she waited for him to continue. "Do you remember how—when they were kids, apparently—Kairi fell off this cliff and Sora got hurt in saving her?"

Ahh. Naminé thought she understood where Roxas was coming from with this now, but she was still going to let him finish telling her the rest of the story. But if she had to prompt him first, she would. And she did."…And that somehow led to Sora's mom—and his sister—hating Kairi for a while... and trying to find a way to kill her later on? Go on."

"Well, I'm just thinking that if I destroy this mountain... there’s a chance that nothing like that will ever happen for Sora and Kairi again, and we also won’t get dragged into it.”

There was the answer Naminé had been expecting. And while it was definitely meaningful—like when Roxas had wanted to destroy Xemnas so he wouldn’t hurt his friends anymore—and even cute, for someone who was still pretty new to how the world worked, Naminé still couldn’t help feeling that Roxas’ logic was flawed and that she needed to inform him of that.

Above the couple, the sky went from being a deep blue to a rich pink—as if to say there really was no threat here, but Roxas was just being overbearing because he wanted to protect the ones he loved. And Naminé used this as inspiration, for when she held Roxas’ face in her hand and gently forced him to see her—reality and now. "Roxas, that happened years ago. And since then… Sora's family and Kairi have been perfect with each other, you know? And there’s really been no hint that that will change… So I think you should let this one go, silly.” And she kissed him on the cheek to try and distract Roxas from her doubting him, and was rewarded with a blush from him that she felt wonderful about.

"But-" he protested. But Naminé wasn't having it. There was a large part of her that wanted to ask him to leave the mountain alone, because the artist in her saw it as a lovely sight and wanted to draw it. But there was something much bigger at stake here, and so she told him. "We're at the end of April now, Roxas! And that means that April showers will soon bring May flowers. Maybe you should focus on that, the positivity... and realize nothing will ever threaten Sora and Kairi... or us again, if we believe in the light. And that's coming from timid old me." And she must have made the light bulb turn on in his head then, because Roxas' only answer to Naminé's words, was to wrap her up in the ribbons that had been on the poles—as if he meant to marry her, as didn’t lovers put ribbons over each other in many marriage ceremonies? At least over their wrists?—and to kiss her peacefully.

[yellowdistress]

Hello!! Since it's Tony Stark's birthday do you have any fluffy drabbles of The Starks celebrating Tony's birthday in What We Are series? Luv you tons 💜

Love you too! I was hoping to do something for his birthday, and this is a lovely idea!

…

Tony was starting to think the ‘April showers bring May flowers’ thing was a lie.

It had been raining for three days in Malibu…And for a place that was typically all sunshine and rainbows that was fucking weird.

It had been a rough several days indeed, having a four-year-old, recently out of pre-school, trapped inside for so long. It was as if they didn’t know what to do when the sky turned grey and they couldn’t go out and distract themselves. Peter particularly hated it. Tony supposed he-himself was acquainted to locking himself in his lab for hours on end, or even days, but Peter wasn’t that kind of kid. He was constantly moving, wanting, going and Tony found there were very few things in Malibu for children that didn’t involve being outside. Peter wasn’t big enough yet to enjoy arcades, Chuck E. Cheese absolutely horrified Tony. Peter preferred the park anyway - being out in the open. Or the beach.

Honestly, he had forgotten what day it was, in their clouded home - the windows letting in so little light over their hibernation. He knew it was somewhere in the early hours of morning, but the sun couldn’t quite come out and rain was pelting the giant windows of his shrouded bedroom. Tony was in that space between being awake and asleep when he saw a little shadow creeping across his floor, but his brain didn’t truly process what it was until tiny fingers dug into the mattress in front of his face and a mop of messy hair appeared, followed by wide - sleep-puffy eyes and long lashes.

“Happy birthday, Daddy.”

Tony didn’t startle, more so he sniffed awake. Into existence. Their home felt like their own little world, and he almost seemed to be dreaming the way the sky looked off the cliff and the ocean roared against the shore and the rain slammed the windows. Peter’s face was glowing though, smiling, a ray of sunshine in that darkness. Truthfully, Tony had to think about what day it was. But then his mind ticked and he thought ‘Right, it’s my birthday.’

Before he could respond, Peter was already climbing onto his mattress, struggling because there was very little room and Tony grunted when a knee dug into his stomach. Peter laid over him - or sprawled was a better word. The boy’s eyes found the window and he seemed to be fighting the drowsiness that the rain brought as he spoke grumpily, “How’re we gonna have a party if it’s raining?”

“It’s okay,” Tony reassured, “We’ll be a party of two. You and me always, kid.”

Peter’s cheeks puffed out as if that was not the answer he wanted. His voice went a little higher, “We gotta have a party!”

Tony smirked, beginning to sit up a bit, disturbing where Peter was lying on him. He propped himself against the headboard, and Peter sat up, frowning deeply as he plopped back on his bottom, nearly toppling off the bed. Tony grabbed his knee, though hardly reacted by the simple save. Peter was always tumbling around, almost falling. Tony had almost grown immune to his clumsiness.

“What, you don’t wanna just hang out with me?”

Peter looked taken aback by the question. His face seemed startled and confused, “Well…yeah.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do,” Tony answered, “Just the two of us. Who told you it was my birthday anyway?”

Peter grabbed his ankles, rocking a bit, “Uncle Rhodey said your birthday was gonna be on Monday and today is Monday - cause…you know how I know that? Cause Uncle Rhodey went to that BIG party with his other friends.”

“The Memorial Day party,” Tony provided, “I know. You think his other friends are more fun than me? Bet they are if he went to party with them.”

Tony felt kind of bad about the joke because Peter looked absolutely horrified as he whispered, “No one is more fun than you, Daddy.”

 “I know, I was only making a joke,” Tony amended, “How old am I?”

Peter hummed, sitting forward and pressing against Tony’s chest to be taller than him as he studied his face curiously. Peter grabbed the man’s shoulders and leaned backward, like an old man unable to read his newspaper as he narrowed his eyes. 

“Twelve.”

Tony barked out a laugh, “Twelve?”

“Mhm, I think.”

“So that means I was like…eight when you were born.”

“Mhm,” Peter repeated.

Tony let out a breath and shook his head slowly. He glanced out over the water, the waves crashing. His first birthday with Peter and a storm rolls through without relenting. Not a big deal - but he hoped this was a good omen, one that told him to stay in.

“Let’s go make some breakfast, Peter-Rabbit.”

Peter bounded off of him before turning and waiting for Tony to get up as well. Peter held up his hand in offering and Tony took it - without hesitance - like he used to. Before this comfort had shifted into his life and things had become routine.

“Just so you know, Pete…I’m thirty-six.”

Peter’s jaw dropped.

“That’s real old!”

The omen told him to stay in…Not to go out. 

Tony couldn’t remember the last birthday he could remember. He was glad this was the first.

[sixmorningsafter]

Did She Really Love Me?

Okay, so. Without getting into too much detail, here’s how the past couple of months (in regards to SMA of course) have been: I started the review for the most recent chapter as soon as it came out, but it was too emotional (and boy, I was too emotional) to even try. I tried again maybe a month or so later, but writer’s block and Emotions were not about it. Then, I thought, let’s be creative with SMA crack, and I started doing wedding drabbles + moodboards because ya know, I’m planning a wedding (remind me to show you The Dress). I finished the steroline one, but then my laptop crashed. Violently. So, that was fun. Idk if I can recover anything off my laptop, but it seems like I may not be able to. That’s another story and drama entirely.

Now, I have a new laptop, so that’s good. But then, I heard Did You Really Love Me by Jeff Carl:

Did ya really love me? Did ya even know how much I cared? Did ya really know me? Oh, I’m feelin’ so unprepared. It’s getting harder to breathe. We had such good, why did you leave? What did you think that you need that you couldn’t find it in me?

So, I wrote this Stefonnie, post-Stelena drabble/one-shot whatever. Enjoy the angst.

“Wow. Okay. Um…”

Stefan isn’t even concerned by Bonnie’s sudden presence in his apartment. If he’s honest, he’s been seeing and hearing things for the past three weeks, barely functioning on a minimal amount of sleep. He knows she’s referring to the whirlwind of his apartment, things he’s tossed and toppled, but he is unbothered.

Everything he sees reminds him of her, and behind his eyelids, everything he doesn’t see does the same.

“Stef…” Bonnie’s voice is low, like she’s talking to a patient groggy on medication. “Stefan, it’s Bonnie.”

A muted rage makes him want to snap. I’m heartbroken, not a moron! But, when the gravity of his situation weighs on him, he bites his tongue. Oh, but he was a moron. He is a moron. His eyes are dry, but his chest caves around his sad heart.

“You haven’t been answering my calls.”

She looks like she’s navigating a booby-trap. She sits next to his contorted body on the sofa. The way his arms wrap around him, you’d think he was a mummy. Petrified by shock and loss.

“I hope you don’t mind, I used the spare. Stefan…”

She pushes hair away from his forehead, and he knows it’s dramatic when he flinches, but he can’t help it. Physical contact hurts. Everything hurts. He catches a glimpse of her frown, but he knows under the worry is anger.

“Okay, first things first.” She pops up. “We’re going to get you some food. Then, we’ll…” She surveys the room—then frowns. “Is this an e-cigarette?”

He doesn’t smoke, so he understands the confusion. He doesn’t even have the courage to even look in her direction. Look, Rebekah had to learn drama from someone in their family.

She ignores it and orders Chinese food. Their favorite—now his favorite—is right across the street. His stomach whines, but he won’t be able to keep it down.

“Don’t order from there,” he rasps as she’s almost done. She startles at his wrecked voice. “Order from the one by you.”

Understanding, she nods. She cancels the order and speed-dials her Chinese restaurant. She orders the same food. As she listens to the employee read the order back, she studies the room. He knows she wants to clean it—that’s how she usually gets out of her own funks—but she would need his help. Help he is unwilling to give.

“Thanks.” She hangs up and looks at him. They make eye contact, and he knows her heart goes out to him. She inhales deeply before clapping her hands together. “Okay, buddy, let’s get you into the shower. When you’re all clean, the food will be here by then, hopefully, and then we’ll eat, and we’ll see about cleaning this—”

Her perky singsong tone strikes something, and he heaves a sob he didn’t know was still in him.

“Oh, hon—”

“What did I miss?” he croaks. Bonnie’s optimism crumples into pity. He knows all her faces. He knew all of her faces. “What did she need that I didn’t give her? That I couldn’t give her? I gave her everything.”

His fingers curl into his palms. He did give her everything—every part of him, anything she asked. What did he do to drive her into the arms of another man? He could scoff—how could he even call this other guy a ‘man’? What man steals another’s love?

His lungs burn.

How could he have been so blindsided? God, he thought they were on the same page. Love at first sight, a true love, damning how young or how little they knew about one another—it was an epic, long-lasting love that learns every secret, every tic, everything as the long, beautiful years go on.

Love? Beauty? He does scoff. Fallacies he’s bought into, he’s fed on all these years.  

When Bonnie seizes him in a strong embrace, he realizes she’s the only one who can keep him grounded right now. Not even his sisters could comfort him (not that anyone other than Freya even tried).

Muffled against her chest, he manages, “We were perfect.”

“No couple is perfect.” Her reminder is gentle. It stings less coming from her. “No one is perfect, not even you.” It’s a hook for a joke, but she recognizes he’s not biting. “People are selfish, and people mess up… monumentally.”

“Did she really love me?”

Bonnie squeezes his shoulders, and they sit. They sit and sit, listening to the sounds of life right outside his window, of the city and of the birds and the wind. Listening to sounds of life right in the room, of the thundering silence surrounding their own breathing and heartbeats.

Someone knocks on his door. It’s the delivery guy. Bonnie presses an uncharacteristic kiss to his temple and leaves. Symbolic, really. The apartment smells of salt and savor. She returns and gently untangles his arms.

“You’re going to shower—no sad music video renditions—” she tries to garner a laugh, but he barely lifts the corners of his mouth. “Then, we feast.”

He knows she means well, as she shuffles him into the bathroom. She jokes that he’s on his own from here, and even that sends a jolt through his severed heart. He knows she means well, as she blasts 90’s hip hop and rap on his stereo, no doubt trying to bring order back to his living room.

But under the running water, in the overwhelming scent of a generic shampoo and not the warm vanilla he was used to, he is still crushed by his unanswered question.

Did she really love me?

–

this year’s been rough in many ways, one of which is the first full piece I’ve written since April maybe? feels good to write again. hope your holidays were fun and restful <3

A/N below the cut:

OKAY, so to begin with: I have a theory that sometimes, even though it defies all that ‘practice makes perfect’ shit we’ve been hearing our whole lives, taking a lengthy break from writing can actually make you better. Dunno if it has to do with a chance to break from your routine and then come back with a fresh voice, or if you just come back on less of an autopilot than you were in before, but one way or another, it happens sometimes, and THIS IS TOTALLY THAT. I know you feel rusty but GIIIIRRRLLL, this was LOVELY.

Everything he sees reminds him of her, and behind his eyelids, everything he doesn’t see does the same.

AHHHHH.

His chest caves around his sad heart.

AHHHHH.

 Look, Rebekah had to learn drama from someone in their family.

I cackled.

Not even his sisters could comfort him (not that anyone other than Freya even tried).

Lexi was the not-gonna-say-I-called-it-but-I-highkey-called-it sister and Rebekah was the ‘omg I know let’s use this opportunity for a much-needed makeover’ sister. 

She jokes that he’s on his own from here, and even that sends a jolt through his severed heart.

AHHHHHH.

Okay, before I just quote the shit out of this whole thing, I’ll reign it in: you captured Stefan and Bonnie’s relationship so friggin’ perfectly. Bonnie would absolutely be a blend of empathy, humor, and tough BFF love, and Stefan would absolutely be that balance of wallowing drama and genuine heartbreak. You did such a marvelous job toeing that line - it’s so easy to just take the humor route and trivialize his theatrics when it comes to this breakup (I do it all the time, lololol), but between the humorous bits of melodrama, you genuinely made my heart break for him. I could feel his devastation. Devastated Disney prince. Also, you did such a fantastic job capturing the tension in the room and the quiet, desolate atmosphere. It felt like the aftermath of a natural disaster, like some bomb had detonated a few weeks ago and Stefan was just still sitting in the wreckage of it all, resigned, ash and burnt-edged debris settled all around him. The beats of silence and processing during their conversation gave it such a realistic pace, and I loved all of Stefan’s thoughts throughout it. Especially loved this one: 

Stef…” Bonnie’s voice is low, like she’s talking to a patient groggy on medication. “Stefan, it’s Bonnie.”

A muted rage makes him want to snap. I’m heartbroken, not a moron! But, when the gravity of his situation weighs on him, he bites his tongue. Oh, but he was a moron. He is a moron. His eyes are dry, but his chest caves around his sad heart.

Just felt so genuinely human. Also loved the detail about the Chinese place and how he had her order the exact same food from a different one. Very real. 

Anyway, I miss the crap out of you and your writing (PLEASE GET BACK TO WRITING, AND IF YOU WANT TO USE SMA AS AN EASY WAY TO EDGE BACK INTO IT, I CAN’T THINK OF A BETTER REASON FOR SMA TO EXIST). Also, your wedding dress is a legit DREAM. I don’t even really get too into weddings and stuff but gah, I’m so excited for yours. It’s definitely been a tough year for me too, but I’m beyond thrilled for the good things coming ahead for you and I want all the updates re: you and Ryan. 

LOVE YA GIRL.

[timelordthirteen]

2018 Fanfic Year in Review

Again, I’m late, but that seems to be the running theme so far in 2019. I did not hit my goal of 750K total words on AO3, but I should be able to get there pretty easily this year.

I said 2018 was going to be the year of finishing things and I totally didn’t. I did get my beloved Working Out done, but I have to be very strict with myself not to create new verses willy nilly and get some of these done. After my RBB fic, my priority is Some Other Time followed by The Don’t Fall in Love Job.

Stats: Words Posted on AO3: 153,964 Stories posted: 40 Verses created (multiple fics, same verse): 12 WIPs finished: 1 WIPs still to complete: 3, started this year

Total words on AO3 as of the end of the year: 682,128

January

Rumbelle

Sunlight-  Gold finds his wife lounging in the sun and can’t help himself. (nsfw)

Working Out Chapter 13 - It’s back!  The third date, a lot of kissing, and a confession.

Keep the Change - Lacey confronts Gold about a late notice for her rent and things…happen. (nsfw)

February

Rumbelle

Working Out Chapter 14 - Belle and Gold chat with their workout partners about their last date, Ruby and David get in some good natured teasing, and plans are made for a very important next date.

Working Out Chapter 15 - Leading up to the highly anticipated date night, Gold and Belle find help and reassurance from their friends.

If Wishes Were Kisses - Part 1 -  A series of ficlets covering all of Rumbelle’s canon kisses (including the ones we didn’t see on screen…).  Rumple and Belle’s first kiss, True Love’s Kiss from Skin Deep. Rumple POV.

Intervals - Part 14 - Ficlets set in the Working Out universe. A couple days before their big date, Gold and Belle meet up at the gym. NSFW… ;)

Anyelle/Anyem

Alchemy - Alchemy: a seemingly magical process of transformation, creation, or combination. Lacey finds an antagonistic note left in her classroom and confronts the person who wrote it. (Rushacey)

March

Rumbelle

Between Friends - Belle and Gold are best friends who are secretly in love with each other and living together. One night their mutual attraction boils over and finally brings them together. (nsfw)

Paris As It Lays - Belle has been working for Mr. Gold to fund her dream of traveling world, and fallen in love with him along the way. What happens when she asks him to come with her to Paris? An aesthetic and a ficlet for @mariequitecontrarie‘s birthday. (nsfw)

April

Rumbelle

Hearts Off Balance Chapter 2 & Chapter 3 (complete) Belle works at the same museum as Gold, and while she’s attracted to him, he’s being a huge ass. After being denied a promotion, she’s called into his office, and her frustration, sexual and otherwise, bubbles over. (nsfw)

Woven Lace

Happy Hour - An argument between Weaver and Lacey in Roni’s bar leads to sexy shenanigans in the bathroom. (nsfw)

May

Rumbelle

Parent Teacher Conference: Teacher Appreciation Week (nsfw) - Belle is a teacher, Gold is the parent of a student, and during parent-teacher conference night, they find themselves alone with their mutual attraction.

Parent Teacher Conference: Summer School (nsfw) - After a tutoring session, Belle and Gold find themselves alone in the house and unable to resist temptation.

Between Us (nsfw) - Rumplestiltskin accidentally spills a potion that has some interesting, awkward, and frustrating effects, which he tries to hide from Lady Belle. But Belle knows something is *up* and she’s determined to find out what… Part of The Between Verse Series.

Woven Lace

Scars to Show: Out of Sight (nsfw) - Lacey’s boyfriend is arrested, but not without incident. In the aftermath, Weaver finds himself on Lacey’s bad side, but an encounter at Roni’s leads to a making up… of sorts. Part of the Scars to Show verse which started with Happy Hour.

Doctor Who

Stay - Ten II x Rose For the drabble prompt “Stay” at doctorroseprompts on Tumblr.

June

Rumbelle

Parent Teacher Conference: 3 - After School Special (nsfw) - Gold and Neal go out for dinner, but whom should they see at Granny’s diner but the lovely Miss French.

Parent Teacher Conference: 4 - Distance Learning (nsfw) - A frustrated Belle starts fantasizing about Gold, who makes a very timely phone call.

Pillow Talk (nsfw) - For a prompt at a-monthly-rumbelling, Dark Castle, first time, fluff.  A quiet moment and some introspection after their first time.

Between Us Part 1 and 2 (nsfw)- Rumplestiltskin accidentally spills a potion that has some interesting, awkward, and frustrating effects, which he tries to hide from Lady Belle. For the lust potion prompt at a-monthly-rumbelling.

In These Final Hours (G) - Belle’s friends drag her out for drinks and karaoke on one of her last nights in Storybrooke. After a couple of glasses, she gets up the nerve to sing a song about unrequited love, secretly directed at her friend Mr. Gold. Except Mr. Gold is in the audience.

Woven Lace

Scars to Show: Lost On You (nsfw) - Lacey and Weaver go back to her place to finish what they started at the bar, but the end is not what Lacey expects.

July

Rumbelle

Lover of the Light - An RCIJ fic for @evilsnowswan. Belle finds a bowl of strawberries in the castle and it leads to a significant moment between her and Rumple. (nsfw)

Woven Lace

A Holy Fool - Weaver and Rogers do a little police work, but end up striking out. Meanwhile, Lacey has a disturbing moment after Nick is released from jail. (semi-nsfw but only for some dirty talk at the end)

August

Rumbelle

Parent Teacher Conference chapter 5 -  Belle has a no good, very bad day, and Gold makes it better. Right before he fucks it up… (nsfw)

Laundry Day -  Rumplestiltskin returns home to find Belle wearing a very interesting outfit. (nsfw)

Working Out chapter 16 COMPLETED!!! -  THE BIG DATE. Romance…go! I can’t believe I finished this fic finally.

Through a Paris Window - Gold admires his wife and can’t help taking a little video with his shiny new phone.

The Kissing Booth -  Belle is running a kissing booth to raise money for the library. When Gaston approaches, Mr. Gold comes to the rescue.

Golden Lace

The Don’t Fall in Love Job chapter 1 -  Con artist Lacey never planned on staying in Storybrooke, just long enough to let the heat cool off in Boston from her last job. She also never planned on falling in love with the town’s eccentric pawn broker, Mr. Gold, but here she is living a life built on nothing bu lies. Well, almost nothing… This is what happens after it all falls apart.

September

Rumbelle

Parent Teacher Conference chapter 6 - In the immediate aftermath of Neal disrupting their activities, Gold calls Belle and makes amends for his behavior. AKA Gold done fucked up and he knows it, but Belle is pretty forgiving…and also horny on main. (nsfw)

After Party - Belle and Gold arrive home from a formal party to have another party of their own.

The Bartender chapter 5  - After 84 years no updates, ta-da! Bartender!Belle and Gold work their Saturday night together.

Only Something in Me -  Furious over Rumple’s involvement with the Evil Queen, Belle confronts him in his shop. But things do not go as planned once Belle’s anger and jealous take over. Post 6x07 Heartless.

Golden Lace

The Don’t Fall in Love Job chapter 2 -  Con artist Lacey fic for the little Angst War continues. Gold goes after Lacey, and things get a bit heated. (nsfw)

The Don’t Fall in Love Job chapter 3 - After leaving Storybrooke, Lacey gets some unexpected, life changing news, and remembers the first time she met Mr. Gold.

Some Other Time - College student Lacey dumps her boyfriend and needs a new apartment, it just so happens her professor, Dr. Gold, has a room to rent. (Teen)

Some Other Time chapter 2 - For anon who asked: Does Some Other Time!Lacey do yoga? If so, does Gold like to watch without her noticing? (rating goes up to Mature!)

October

Rumbelle

The Bartender Part 6 - After not seeing Gold for a couple of weeks, Belle reflects on her feelings for him and decides to track him down.

The Bartender Part 7 - Now awake, Rumplestiltskin makes his way to his shop to recover and remember how he and Lacey met, while he figures out what to do next.

Parent Teacher Conference Chapter 7 - Belle goes to visit Gold in his shop, and of course naughtiness ensues. Extremely naughty (read the warnings.) (nsfw)

November

Rumbelle

The Bartender Part 8 - Rumplestiltskin visits Belle (Lacey) at the Rabbit Hole to make amends, and a date happens.

Parent Teacher Conference Chapter 8 - Belle goes to Gold’s house for dinner, but things don’t turn out the way either of them plan. 

Parent Teacher Conference Chapter 9 - Gold and Belle finally confront their feelings, and the future begins. (nsfw, and also complete!!)

Golden Lace

Some Other Time Part 3 -  Following Gold’s post-shower, full frontal mishap, Lacey attends one of his classes and things get…suggestive. (nsfw)

December

Rumbelle

The Pretty Librarian - Mr. Gold goes to the library to return a book and something unexpected happens. (nsfw)

Rumbelle/Golden Lace/Woven Lace/Macelle for 31 Days of Fandomas

A Card for Mr. Gold - Part 1 - 9 (Rumbelle, G) -  Mr. Gold receives a card on Christmas Eve.

The Gift - A Working Out ficlet (Rumbelle, Teen) - Belle gives Gold the best Christmas gift ever. Takes place after Working Out!Rumbelle are married, approximately 2.5 years after the end of the main story.

Win-Win Situation (Rumbelle, Explicit) -  Belle and her husband get up to some naughtiness at a holiday charity event. (nsfw)

Desperate Souls (Macelle and Macey, Teen) - Ex-priest Joseph is having a bad day, but someone is watching over him.

Yippee Ki Yay (Woven Lace, Mature) - Lacey and Weaver spend Christmas together. (nsfw)

Traditions(Golden Lace, G) - Lacey thinks she’s going to spend Christmas alone.

Some Other Time - Part 4 (Golden Lace, Explicit) - The incident with the lollipop behind them, Gold and Lacey look forward to the holidays. (nsfw)

Carol of the Belles (Rumbelle, G) - Mr. Gold is being driven slowly mad by the caroling outside his house.

All I Want for Christmas Part 1 - 5 (Rumbelle, Teen) - Young Gideon French tells Mr. Gold what he’d like for Christmas.

Very Nice Indeed (Golden Lace, Explicit) - Lacey asks Gold if she’s been naughty or nice. (nsfw)

One Hour (Woven Lace, Mature) - Lacey talks Weaver into going to a holiday party. (nsfw)

Some Other Time - Part 5 (Golden Lace, Explicit) - Lacey gets a package, and Gold gets a peek. (nsfw)

By the Fire (Rumbelle, G) - A quiet moment in the Dark Castle.

The Ornament (Golden Lace, G) - Lacey returns and sees Gold has fixed something.

Peppermint(Golden Lace, Explicit) - Gold needs to hear the words. (nsfw)

Some Other Time - Part 6 (Golden Lace, Explicit) - Lacey plans a sexy surprise for Gold, but her plans get derailed by another surprise. (Takes place immediately after the last chapter.) (nsfw)

Resolutions - New Year’s Eve aesthetic + drabble (Golden Lace, Teen) - Mr. Gold has made a New Year’s resolution.  

Kastle

No One Says It Out Loud (Kastle, Teen) - Karen’s house sitting for the holidays and Frank’s back in town.

[jeonggukingdom]

splinters of love • day VIII [knj]

pairing  ⟶ kim namjoon x fem!Reader

summary  ⟶ a collection of drabbles (one for each day of April) based on prompts by an online prompts’ generator site. Specifically  ⟶  • day VIII ↳ in which you shower together after a very long day at work and Namjoon helps you dry and brush your hair to help you relax and decompress.

genre  ⟶ fluff

rating  ⟶ PG-17

word count ⟶ 1.483 words

warnings  ⟶ slight hints at sex, namjoon being an adorable and caring boyfriend because ugh, I’m weak for him and his dimples

series masterlist  ⟶ here  (links on mobile may not work, if you’re looking for all the works in this series, you can click on the “!splintersoflove” tag and you’ll find them all there!)

Friday nights are the best.

The moment you enter the comfort of your home and get enveloped by the warmth, your body immediately relaxes.

There is always soft music welcoming you between those four walls and that’s solely because of your boyfriend and his endless passion for music and, well, romanticism.

Every Friday you find the table ready, dinner in fancy plates and a fresh bouquet of roses to top it all.

It always brings a smile on your face, especially when the day has been hard and full of stress and assignments and deadlines.

Tonight it’s one of those nights and you welcome the soft scent of flowers with eyes closed, inhaling deeply in the hopes your heart will untangle from the knots of your stress and start beating slowly again, following the mellow music reaching your ears.

Namjoon finds you like this, standing at the entrance with your lids closed, your lips parted and a little frown on your features.

His voice reaches you next, warm and rich like honey and you instantly melt into it, relax your muscles as you automatically lean into the touch of his hand on your cheek.

“Tired?” He asks and even though you can’t see it, you know there is a small smile on his plump lips, one of his dimples showing as you inhale his scent deeply, humming non-committedly.

He chuckles at that and quickly envelopes you into a warm embrace that has you sighing happily on his chest.

“Shower or dinner first?” He asks in your ear, his breath delicately fanning your skin.

Goosebumps gather on your flesh as you slowly open your eyes to look into his loving ones, finally offer him a smile in return.

“Shower, but only if you come with me,” you pout at him knowing oh-too-well he cannot resist you for more than two whole seconds when you give him this precise look.

He shakes his head, chuckles but then, he is lifting you up from the ground and guiding you to your bathroom with a tender smile on his lips.

You know he secretly loves it just as much as you do, even though he likes to grumble about it sometimes.

The moment your feet touch the ground you shiver, the tiles freezing cold under your soft skin.

You have no time to utter a single word, your silent request probably written all over your face by the way Namjoon’s hands are all over you in an instant, stripping you down masterfully in a way that, on any other occasion would have your mouth salivate for him.

Namjoon offers you a smile of satisfaction whenever you shiver into him, sigh at the sensation of his fingers on your skin, no matter how brief.

You walk into the shower together, completely naked and basking into each other’s presence, marvelling at your bodies and how perfectly they fit together whenever you tangle into an embrace, whenever you kiss or trace each other’s curves.

Namjoon’s lips are sweet like strawberries on top of yours, his hands sweet yet needy as they work through the knots of your muscles, bring them some relief under the warmth of the water cascading above your heads.

He loves using the soap as an excuse to touch you, explore your body to the fullest as you relax into him, hum and grunt in ecstasy for him.

His fingers are heavenly on your scalp, tugging just that tad bit necessary to feel yourself relax even more.

With his soft touch and the water washing away the soap, it almost feels like every other thought gets swept away too, pulled down the drain away from you, long forgotten.

Your lids are drooping down by the time the water stops falling on top of your head and your boyfriend chuckles, teases you about falling asleep while standing in a shower but his voice is filled with amusement and adoration and it makes you smile and relax into him more as he helps you out of the shower and instantly dries your body from every little drop of water.

You know you are lucky to have someone like him in your life but you notice it even more on nights like this when you don't have the willpower to do pretty much anything.

The pyjama you slip into his soft and warm and somehow comforting after such a tiring week and if you could really fall asleep while standing you'd probably be doing exactly that right about now.

"Do you want me to dry your hair, baby?" Namjoon asks in your ear before placing a soft and tender kiss on your cheek.

You open your eyes to look up at him, a small smile gracing your lips before you lean into him to claim his lovely mouth in a silent thank you for everything he does for you every single day of your life together.

"How did I get so lucky, mh?" You mutter, stroking his nose with the tip of your own as the smile deepens on your lips, "I have the perfect boyfriend in the entire Universe."

Namjoon's cheeks turn a nice shade of pink under the white lights, his head shaking left and right a little as he chuckles at your words.

You love it when he turns all shy before your eyes, you love how precious he looks with his cheeks like this, his eyes fixing on anything that isn't you.

You lift one of your arms to place a hand on his cheek, caress it lovingly and slowly guide his face back towards yours so that you can kiss him once more, taste those strawberries on your lips, savouring them while he works on the knots of your hair, too out of rich for you to keep on kissing him.

He tugs on your hair so lightly, always careful not to hurt you. It's honestly a mystery how he can do this so perfectly when he literally breaks anything he touches.

The thought makes you smile and he looks at you through the mirror, a silent question written all over his features.

"Do you want to talk about work?" He asks as he starts brushing through your locks with ease now that there aren't any more knots in them and you grunt at the thought of going back to the office, even if it's just with your thoughts and not your body.

"Gonna take that as a definite no," he says, laughing a little before turning on the hairdryer.

He has become quite good with this, he can almost style your hair if he really concentrates on it and you watch him with rapt eyes as he works through the strands of hair around your face, slightly pushes them back so that they can frame it without getting in your way.

The silence between the two of you is comfortable and it's one of the many things you love about being with Namjoon.

You could talk until three am in the morning about the most nonsensical things or stay together in silence for long hours without the need of breaking it with useless chit-chatter and in both cases, you'd be content. Serene.

"All done," he says as he turns down the hairdryer, almost startling you out of your thoughts and he must notice this because he chuckles at the expression your face but whatever he wanted to say, he keeps it to himself in favour of taking your hand and guide you to the dining room where your dinner is still waiting for you, albeit a little bit colder than what it was supposed to be.

"Did I tell you how much I love you, today?" You ask, tugging a little on his arm until he stops to face you.

His smile is deep on his features now, dimples on full display as he nods his head a couple of times.

"May have mentioned it this morning, or during lunch break, or when I called you earlier to ask you what you wanted for dinner," he says softly, pulling you into him until you are pressed against his chest, looking up at him in full adoration, "But I love hearing you say that so never stop."

You smile and lean forward to kiss him over and over again, your dinner long forgotten again as you lose yourself in the sensation of his mouth on yours, his hands around your frame.

"I love you, Kim Namjoon," you whisper on his lips whenever you tilt your head to the side, whenever you need to stop to breathe in air and every time, he says back to you and claims your lips harsher, needier and you know, as his arms wrap around your frame to lift you up that the dinner waiting for you will simply have to wait a little bit longer.

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