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nagitoandkokichioneshots · 3 years

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My Sweet Flowers

Mod Mikan: I was bored. I was in the mood to write Kokichi. My hopeless romantic ass craves fluff. Do I really need to explain more?

Pairing: Kokichi X fem!Pregnant!Ultimate Gardener!Reader

Warnings: Pregnant reader

Yellow, red, pink, purple......

“Ah! Those are beautiful ones,”

The Ultimate gardener rolled up the khaki colored long sleeves of her denim shirt. Her gloved hands reached for the batch of purple tulips that spouted from the small garden that she was pouring her blood, sweat, and tears into almost everyday over the course of a year. The first two bodily fluids could’ve been used in quite a literal sense, since being the ultimate gardener came with many pricks of rose stem thorns and the salty sweat beating down on the poor (H/C) female’s forehead, dripping down into the dirt

Pushing aside the trivial adversaries of planting her beloved flowers, the female enjoyed and cherish ever single moment she got to spend with her plants. Her former classmates, mostly being Miu and Maki, rolled their eyes and even allowed a scoff to escape their lips as the gardener was whispering and talking to her plants. Nevertheless, her other previous classmates and friends all adored her kind-hearted and sweet nature. Korekiyo was always informing her about the origins of different flowers, Rantaro was a favorite client of hers when he came to her for flower bouquets to gift his sisters, and Gonta also asked her if she spotted any bugs in her garden

A smile creeped upon her glossed lip, recalling the positive and joyful events that filled her with happiness and determination to keep pursuing her talent. But no one would come close to her fiance, Kokichi Oma. Contrary to popular belief, Kokichi was very supportive of his future wife’s talent. He would never admit it, but he absolutely loved being able to offer a helping hand and garden with her. Although it was all on his free will, he always teasingly complained how “(Y/N), why did you drag me to garden with you???” or something along the lines of “Man, this is boring!!! How long before they actually start growing?!”

Both of them knew, though, his playful protests and remonstrances were all lies

“Then it is settled. I’ll be expecting that job done next week with a full report.............okay, bye,” The sound of a plastic phone cover clinking with the glass coffee table signaled that a certain supreme leader was done with his phone call. It was only around ten minutes, but felt like an eternity. He’s been bombarded with work and missions from his newest subordinates lately. The purple-haired dictator hardly had any time to spend with his fiancee. Another hint he would never allow to slip out from his own mouth, but his actions, tone of voice, and facial expressions made it clear as a diamond that he missed her dearly

Before a suspire of annoyance would escape from the lips of the female, she heard the click of the sliding door open, allowing a breeze of cool wind rush into the usual warm house. After a second clicked follower, closing the door, the soft click of shoes hitting against the wooden patio deck floor crescendoed into the female’s ears. She kept her (E/C) eyes on her plants, bundling the hand picked tulips in her small hands, only to be caught off guards by a pair of skinny arms wrapping around her. A gasp mixed with shock and excitement instead took the place of the sigh, as she turned around to see her future husband wearing typical his shit-eating grin

“Nishishishi! There is my queen! Let me guess--gardening as usual?” He asked, putting her down on the soft grass that she was once kneeling on. The gardener just replied with an eye-roll, followed by a teasing statement of her own. After quickly tying the bouquet of the differently assorted colorful tulips with a red ribbon, she placed the hand-made bouquet down, turning to Kokichi with that playful smirk that he loved so much

“Oh? And where were you, Ultimate Supreme Leader? Lying and pissing people off as usual?” She was answered with a snicker and her fiance placing his hands behind his head, as if he was leaning on them. He titled his head a bit, sitting down on the grassy field alongside her

“You know me too well, my dear. Do you wanna know what we did?!” He asked excitedly, sparkles practically filling his eyes with the intense craving to allow an assumably great day he had to explode. She knew her lover too well to know that he would rapidly gush about his day no matter the answer he received. She nodded, letting out another weak chuckle before allowing him to rave about his work

“Yayy!!! So me and two of my members started off our day by kidnapping one of the government officials while he was out for breakfast at a local cafe. He’s actually in our basement tied up right now!” He cheered, his beam never leaving his face. (Y/N) eyes widen at his carefree comment, succeeding to suppress a low gasp

“You--What?!” She exclaimed, just earning another series of laughter from her fiance. He booped her nose, fiddling with the thin black neck-bow that was tied underneath the collar of her button up

“Just kidding! It was a lie! Man, (Y/N). I thought you’d know me better than that. Especially with all our history today,” Kokichi sniffled before he burst into his notorious crocodile tears, sobbing loudly as he fell into the chest of his lover. (Y/N) was about to say something, but she only managed to agape her mouth slightly until much rowdier blubbers greeted her ears

“Wahhhhh!!!!~ You’re so mean!” He sniveled before (Y/N) pulled him gently up by his violet hued locks, making his matching set of amethyst colored orbs lock in with her (E/C) ones. She pressed a small kiss on his forehead, fumbling with her free hand to grab the discarded assortment of flowers for her sweetheart

“Well I believe I know you well enough to know when you’re teasing or not. You use your fake tears way too frequently, Kichi. I think I’ve grown immune,” (Y/N) chuckled, gently shoving the tied flowers towards him. He wiped the rehearsed tears from his pink stained cheeks before a sincere smile creeped back on his face, accepting the tulips from (Y/N). He rested his head on her shoulder, his thigh touching her lap. Although the female was barely in her second trimester, his smile softened at the feeling of the developing baby bump underneath the layer of subtle fat that rolled onto her stomach

“How about you, my queen? Is our heir causing you any trouble? They should know that only I can mess with you,” Kokichi’s final sentence was laced with a hint of mischievousness, as he held a finger towards his sly smirk that creeped up on his face. (Y/N) looked down at her barely baby bump, running a gloved hand over the area clothed with her shirt

“They were surprisingly calm today. No trouble at all, really,” She half stated, half shrugged at the peaceful feeling. The supreme leader’s eyes twinkled in relieved, leaning down to press a kiss onto the covered tummy, turning his head so that his ear was pressed against the barely visible lump. He closed his eyes only for a split second, before turning his head towards the mother of his future child

“I’m glad. You’re....really going to be a great mother. I know it, (Y/N). No lies,” He complimented (Y/N), a lace of genuine and honesty was present in his eyes and voice, signaling that everything came from the depths of his heart. He lifted his head from the slightly uncomfortable position that he placed himself in, facing his darling queen in the eyes again. She slowly got up from the ground with him, one of his hand still wrapped around the bouquet he picked for him. Before the gardener could respond to her lover, she brushed any residue dirt from her jeans and took off her gardening gloves

“Thank you, Kokichi. And you’re gonna be such amazing father,” She replied back, reverting Kokichi’s wholehearted expression back to his typical cheeky demeanor and rebellious smirk

“Of course I will! I can’t wait for our baby to be an awesome supreme leader like their daddy!” He grinned, reaching to grab his beloved’s hand with his free one, as they made their way back inside their shared home. (Y/N) took off the flip flops she was wearing, as she flopped on the couch that was nearest towards the door. Kokichi placed the bouquet of flowers in an empty glass vase, making a mental note to fill it with water later. For now, the panta loving leader curled up next to his future wife, holding her close to his smaller and skinnier frame. He rested his head once more on her shoulder, pressing a tender kiss on her shoulder

“Or maybe a beautiful gardener like their mother,” He gently spoke, his grip on his lover getting a bit tighter, careful not to hurt the fetus that she was caring for the both of them. Kokichi had a habit of being protective over his queen, and over time, he learned to better himself for her, becoming someone that she can finally say “You are good enough for me” with the most heartfelt, warm feeling that would radiate from head to toe, the 5′1 leader falling weak into the knees and worshipping his queen that would rule alongside him

The wedding was approaching ever passing day. All there was left to do was the final dress and tux fitting and confirming the cake with Kirumi

“Well, maybe not!” Kokichi snapped outta his hopeless romantic thoughts, covering his forming blush and fluffy dreams about his hopefully, solid future with his love, with a vexatious and puckish tease. She gasped, lightly slapping his arm with as much mild brute force she would muster

“You dick!” She huffed, crossing her arms, only earning another sequence of “Nishishishi” coming from the slightly chapped lips from her irksome fiance. The pale skinned supreme leader planted a kiss on her cheek, getting up from the couch. He picked up the crystal vase containing the tulip bouquet with caution, turning to his beloved

“Now, now, don’t give me that pout, my sweet! How about you get comfortable in our bed and I’ll fill this up with water real quick?” He proposed, managing to crack a smile from his previous sulking fiance. The female slowly got up from the couch, using the counter near her as leverage, puling the excess weight along with her normal body weight off the plush cushion. With some aid of Kokichi’s free hand, guiding her towards him, she beamed and pressed a gentle kiss of her own on Kokichi’s temple

“That sounds like a great plan, my king. Thank you,” She expressed her gratitude for her future husband, making her way towards their bedroom. Kokichi’s violet-hued orbs watched carefully, assuring himself that his soon to be bride made it up the stairs with ease and didn’t inflict harm on herself, or the baby, accidentally. After he was sure that (Y/N) was safe, he made his way to the kitchen, turning on the faucet and filling the clear amphora with the colorless fluid. The supreme leader hummed sweetly to himself, hearing the gushing water tap dulcetly against the glass walls of the urn. He giggled lightly to himself, racking his brain from how he got from being a hated supreme leader of evil, not wanting any loved or affection from anyone that would potential be a loved one. To.....being a future father and husband to the two most important people in the world

“I love you both....my sweet flowers,” He mumbled to himself, turning off the water and clinking the bottom of the vase with the granite of the kitchen island table. His smile never left his face, giving his already inflated ego another shot of a confidence boost, grinning at what he said, corresponding such a beautiful term with his beloved

“My sweet flowers.....”

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apenapaperandadoofus · 4 years

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Hey idk if I've already sent this but how would V, jumin and zen react when mc is on her period and gets angry very very easily (you accidentally bump into her? Well now you're dead) and then mc gets very sad because she got angry at them and starts crying (I'm like this when I'm on my period and no one comes near me lol it sucks) it's fine it you don't want to do it but if you decide to do it then thank you so much 😊😊😊

OOF GIRL SAME I-

Also imma try a new format hope y’all like it

Zen, Jumin and V reacting to an MC who gets super emotional on her period:

Zen:

So this poor fella has no idea that you’re on your period, and that day, when he came come, he found some delicious candies on the table. He thought, oh well, why not eat one? They look absolutely delicious. Biggest mistake of his life. You came in the kitchen, just in time to find your boyfriend munching on your delicious candies.

THE AUDACITY OF THIS MAN.

You glared at him and Zen immediately froze, midway through the candy. Before Zen could defend himself you very angrily asked him WHY did he eat YOUR candy??? Did he buy it? No??? Then WHY WAS HE EATING IT!

You had been saving that candy since the morning, and after a stressful day decided to eat it while you watched your comfort movies and series that you always binged when you were in your period. It made you so mad that he had taken a bit of candy, and he realized. Zen tried to apologize, over and over but you wouldn’t hear it.

You huffed and quickly ran to your room, banging closed the door.

And that’s when Zen realized, he fucked up.

After a few minutes Zen gently knocked on the door, and you replied with a sort of rude “what.”

“Y/N...I’m sorry I ate your candy without permission. I know how much you love them and to eat them without asking was terrible for me to do. Would you forgive me if I went and bought you some more? And how about I add a snuggle session for later hm? Would that make you happy babe?”

It went quiet. Slowly, you opened the bedroom door and tackled Zen in a big hug. “IM SORRY!” You cried. “I’m just on my period and I’m so emotional today and I just got really mad for no reason, Zenny you’re allowed to eat how many candies you want I’m sorry!”

Zen chuckled and held you tight, telling you it was alright. The rest of the afternoon, the two of you watched TV and ate some of your favorite food, cuddling and giving each other kisses.

Jumin:

He was so busy with work!!!!

You knew that you shouldn’t get mad about something like that, but you couldn’t help but feel neglected! That afternoon you and Jumin were supposed to eat together and watch some movies, Jumin had taken the day off just for that, because you told him he needed to rest. Yet...there he was, locked in his office, on the phone with his coworkers and documents piled up in his desk.

For about the fifth time that day, you gently knocked on Jumin’s door and brought him some food. You were both supposed to be eating together, but that was two hours and a half ago. He must’ve been hungry and you weren’t in the mood for a romantic dinner anymore. Jumin looked up as you placed the plate on his desk, and he grabbed your hand and kissed it, as a thank you.

“I will be done soon, my love.” He whispered, but you knew that he would probably be busy the rest of the day. You shook your head and tried to smile, telling him it was fine.

It also didn’t help that you were in your period. You tried to leave as quick as possible because you didn’t want to be mad at this perfection of a man. It wasn’t his fault and he was doing his best! Yet you still felt way too emotional and you couldn’t help but...feel a bit angry. It was mostly because you knew he was overworking himself, and you felt like he was ignoring your concerns for him...

You went to your bed and laid there, under the mattresses and didn’t come out until you hear a silent knock on the door. “My love..?” Jumin asked, as he went into the room. Slowly you sat up on the bed and Jumin looked at you with guilt all over his face. “I’m so sorry.” He said, after a few minutes of silence. You slowly opened your mouth to tell him that it was alright. You were just worried. But all that came out of your mouth was a pound sob and before you could realize it, tears were streaming down your face. Jumin quickly walked over to you and gave you a hug, and you tightened your grip on him while you sobbed.

“I’m, I’m sorry” you cried. “I just- why are they such assholes, I- you never get to r-rest, and I want to spent t-time with you, but they just w-want you all for themselves, and today w-was supposed to be OUR day, but y-you had to work again, and you al-always d-do you beeeeest”

“Love-”

“AND I, dont w-want to be ungrateful or anything b-because you’re doing so m-much but I don’t want you t-to suddenly collapse because of overworking y-yourself and you d-don’t listen to me, Jumin I don’t want to end up a widow because y-you die from overwork you know?! And I-it’s not fair you ignore me g-getting worried, WAHHHHH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.”

After a few minutes of sobbing, you finally calmed down and wiped your eyes. “I’m sorry Jumin. I know this is not the best way to express myself...but in my defense my hormones are going a bit crazy right now because of my period...”

“You’re on your period?” He asked, and you nodded. Say no more. Jumin immediatly took a whole week off and spent the rest of the time cooking for you, buying you crazy amounts of chocolates, hugging you and kissing you. He knew you were just worried for him and he got why you would be a bit mad because he’s not taking care of himself, after all, he’s the same with you.

The rest of the time you both cuddled and kissed each other, watching your favorite movies and laying in bed till noon.

It had all happened in a flash. But V accidentally threw your chocolate cake on the floor. Your chocolate cake.

YOUR CHOCOLATE CAKE

You immediately gave a yelp and cried, and maybe also yelling at V a bit.

You were in your period, and right now the only thing that could make you feel better was a slice of chocolate cake. But V didn’t make that possible. As soon as you screamed at V “HEY V WHAT THE HELL” and he flinched you immediately feel bad.

V knelt on the floor beside you and tried to pick up the pieces of chocolate cake that he thought maybe you could save.

“I’m sorry Y/N.” He said, guiltily. You shook your head and tried not to cry.

“No V don’t apologize...gravity isn’t your fault, and I wasn’t watching my step. Sorry for getting mad.”

“But..I still bumped into you. Sorry.”

“V nO - I JUST SAID IT WASNT YOUR FAULT

“IM SORRYYY”

I’m just kidding lmao

After a thousand apologies, you hugged V and told him that he could make it up by helping you cook some more chocolate cake. That immediatly brightened both of your moods, and you spent the afternoon baking some delicious cake, and cookies, and cupcakes, and more cookies, and making tons and tons of sweet snacks (like torta chilena UFFF ITS DELICIOUS)

V was immediatly pardoned, and honestly who could stay mad at him for that long? You gave him a little peck on the nose and told him that everything was fine and that you were happy. Then you both went out to your little patio and ate your food while watching a beautiful sunset.

#mystic messenger #mysme zen #jumin han #jihyun mysme #saeyoung choi #saeran choi #mysme #yoosung kim #jaehee kang #choi bois

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misschifuyu · 3 years

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i'm so happy for you! i'm crying at the club rn. not only you got 1k followers but your anon family grew as well! wahhhhh! how amazing! you're amazing! i just stumbled upon your blog one day, requesting, from then on, i looked forward to your updates. did you know, i sensed that we'll be friends in the near future? it was impossible, but it actually happened. i was quite shy and reluctant at first, but you're just so friendly that I got drawn to you. when lili suddenly deactivated, I was worried that you'll one day do too, i just had to ask if you're okay. and look how far you've got! proud anon here!

i'm so happy to be part of your anon family, in your server (which is really chaotic), and as one of your "besties."

how many times have i said this? but that doesn't matter because i'll say this as many times as i can just to remind you that you're a ball of sunshine. like, when one feels down, isolated, or insecure that's when your motherly instincts kicks in. you manage to lighten them up. somehow (not my phone auto–correcting it as somehoe), i'm starting to see you as a mother already. mama Belle! such a nice name for a girl who exudes a motherly nature and cottage girl vibe. i have few nicknames for you, but maybe i'll call you belleflower (forgive my flower puns).

as for Belle's 1k fllwrs celebration, I hope you'll be able to get sugokawata to warm up to the Haitani brothers! 😂

once again, congratulations on 1k fllwrs! 🎉🎉🎉;;♡ fck ilysm (˃͈ દ ˂͈ .) kith kith

you're quiet when it comes to your problems, as far as i've notice, but i hope you're doing okay! please don't stress yourself and hit the brakes. eat and stay hydrated! get enough sleep too. you once said that I was sweet but I think you're sweeter. are strawberry cakes sweet? odd but you also remind me of strawberry cakes. 😅

i hope you have a good day! –lis

- please..you’re just too sweet, my baby ;; this whole experience with the blog has been wonderful because of people like you, amongst other factors, and im so grateful to have met so many of you ;; ♡

thank you so much my love, and here’s to our friendship lasting for much, much longer !! ilysm !!

#;lis #asks #♡#no I’m not crying #you are #;;#please..

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spacegaywritings · 4 years

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Warming Paws and Melting Hearts (7/8) “Spider Threat”

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Summary: Remy is suddenly startled by a bigass spider but Virgil is ready to launch himself onto it and eat it within seconds. Remy snuggles his saviour, still petrified but oddly proud and somewhat impressed

Tags: spider, eating (living spiders), cat Virgil being a predator, Virgil being a protector, Remy screeching like a scared bapey, fluff, snuggles, cuddles, soft, mentions of previous intoxication, lapses in memory, hangover, twist, Emile, oopsie daisy~, also weird descriptions of violence, but it is all fluffy, dramatic eating of a living spider, uhh being mean to spiders, food, eating, headaches, Remy does not get painless rights istg

Ao3: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 // all.

Tumblr: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7(you are here) / 8 (next week!!).

My KoFi - Support me ♥ or Commission me

Story under the cut! (Wordcount ~1,3k)

It was the usual weekend, just an average morning. Remy cuddled up on the couch and got ready to enjoy his hangover in front of the TV. Yes, it was the perfect day to stay inside and never go out again.

His limbs were hurting, the sun was shining and warming up the air enough for him to despise the outside even more than he usually would. It was unclear to him as to why he was on the couch instead of his bed but like many other instances about last night, his memory remained unhelpful. He might not remember but he probably stumbled over the couch and passed out because he missed Virgil or was worried about locking them out of his bedroom.

Knowing his drunk self, it was probably one of those things. He was pretty silly, especially when drunk.

Remy gently hugged a nearby pillow and put on his favourite comfort show. Last night had been good and bad in the weirdest ways. His memory was hazy, blurry at best. He did not dare touch his phone. No, it was time to bury himself under his fluffy blanket and eat chocolate until his headache was drown out by the pure power that was a fucking sugar shock. Some part of him hoped to push away the reality if he just failed to acknowledge it for a little while longer.

On the other hand, he was motivated by a weird desire to consume sugar. He longed for the sugar high that came with ignoring his body’s limits ever so idiotically. His body was loosely covered in a wide, white shirt with black letters spelling out “Sleep”. Pants? Yeah, he kinda wore boxers with lemons on it because they were sour like him. His sunglasses were perched up on his ruffled bed hair instead of his sassy nose.

His trademark leather jacket was missing, in its pace was the the purple and blue blanket he had made himself. The product of hours of crocheting was curled around his shoulders. He pulled an additional store-bought blanket over his legs (the universe, dark blue cave blanket!) and bundled himself up like a little burrito. Hey, he was tasty and deserved to give himself a treat and look like one.

If he had the sense to order food, he would order the greasiest shit ever but he did not want any kind of social interactions when he felt and looked like absolutely pale and tired trash.

“Time to be a fucking bitch~”, he hummed to himself, a slight sing-song rhythm to his pronunciation of the words.

He switched to the episode of his choice per remote and wiggled his eyebrows at the great drama show he had selected. Drama was perfect for comfort. Feeling less shitty about himself by looking at more miserable people was his primary coping mechanism. Still sleepy, he leaned over to the table where he had put a few snacks on, knowing his kitty wouldn’t stoop so low and interfere with his mortal food. The Queen was too extra for this. Also, he had little drawers in the table that stored his secret stash of snacks. He knew his migraine attacks and lock of motivation to get food. He was prepared.

The TV started blaring and he flinched at the painfully loud sensation while he put his hands around a bowl as if to scoop it up like the fragile piece of porcelain it was. He was about to pick it up and let it rest in his lap when a big fat blackness appeared in his peripheral vision, distracting him from his deed. His fingers were on the remote, muting the show but he dropped it when the colour surprised him.

A lightning-fast crawly crawl surfaced from under his couch and ran below his table.

“WAHHHHH!!!!”

The naked spider elicited a loud scream from his throat, making his booming head groan and press even harder down on his brain. It felt as if he was about to explode and it did not feel comfortable. Although the pain was tiring, he was screeching and jumping away - as far away from the spider as possible. His best friend, fear, was freezing his pain response just for long enough for him to move to another place without passing out from dizzy spells. Adrenaline washed his pain sensitivity away while the sudden shock just overrode it.

In some kind of gross fascination, he watched the spider approach a table leg with rapid speed. Absolute disgust shook him as the creature got closer and closer to his table. There was his food!

“No, don’t touch my food, I’m too sick for this shit, I swear to fucking god. I will burn you down to death, you dummy. My fooooood-”

He moved to get up, held back by his blanket burrito-ing him! Unexpectedly, another blurry blob of charcoal burst into his vision and threw itself onto the intruder.

Virgil!

They jumped onto the spider, gargantuan paws falling onto the little crawler like a guillotine’s heavy blade. These warm, loving, furry and fluffy cuddle hands were suddenly tainted with the death shrieks of a spider that nobody could hear. It moved, struggled and trembled as Virgil leaped their tongue over the creature and bit into the spot.

The paws Remy knew to be promising and friendly were nothing like their usual nature anymore.

They were claws of vengeance.

“Wh- what the fuck-”

The endless black hole that was the void was too big for Remy to see any more than this. Virgil was blocking his view on the little victim while they seemed to soundlessly cough out the little spider legs. Remy knew the cat was eating but the sudden, rigid movements reminded him of a slow and heavy slaughter.

“Virgil..-”

Amidst the brutality, Virgil finished up and purred. The cat looked at him, licking their muzzle and opening their mouth as if to yawn.

The owner blinked. Virgil blinked.

The Killer Queen jumped onto the couch, just by his feet and slowly started liking their paws.

“Aw, little riot.. did you protect me? You are some fucking savage of a dark and stormy knight, are you not?”

The cat looked at him, blinking before resuming to lick their paws clean. They barely acknowledged the touched bitch on the side of the couch. No, they were busy. This was a serious Queen.

They sat up comfortably, their tail wrapped around their paws which dug into the couch’s softness. It looked like a black whip, ready to strike rather than the furry extension of a kitty it used to be to Remy before this incident.

A weird feeling rumbled in his chest and he forgot the sickness and ache torturing him as he gently reached out for the little beast.

“Hey, hey. Cuddle with me, little monster.”

He giggled.

Something within him could not unsee Virgil ripping apart a little, struggling spider while genuinely enjoying the taste of dying prey on their tongue. Another part of him felt warm and safe with that ferocious little void on his lap. They licked over Remy’s finger before curling up and further licking their paws clean.

His show was running in the background, still muted. However, he barely heard footsteps approach his living-room.

If only he had been prepared for what was to come next. No drama show was capable of balancing out the blow that was coming for him, personally.

“Good morning - Hey, Remy, can I take a shower?”

Before him, a half-naked Emile was smiling tiredly at him. Face slightly pale, drained of blood and energy, Remy could smell their hangover with accurate horror.

Why was his boss in his living-room?

Oh, fuck-

“Meow!”

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sweetheartjeongguk · 6 years

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BTS LA Day 4 Concert Experience

hey guys !! so i had the amazing opportunity to see bts again this year at the staples center and it was so amazing i wanted to cry every time they opened their mouths.

so i decided to make a little recap of some stuff that happened (even though you can probably see and find fancams and other posts about it lol) i’ll add in some tips as well to other armys who are attending to the other concerts and/or trying for tickets next time!

so i live about three hours away from LA so i actually got up at 4 AM (having only slept for two hours) and got ready (did my hair, makeup, EVERYTHING). i feel so thankful and guilty for making my dad wake up super early to drive me to LA at 7 AM, but he was a trooper. he didn’t even eat anything before we left so i felt extra guilty, so shoutout to the best dad in the world :(

we arrived around 9 AM and the lines were already long af even though it officially opened at 10 AM. i was like damn armeries whats good? i spent about two hours in the line + an extra 30 minutes in the queue going up to the actual booth to get stuff. i only bought the lightstick and a tae fan which was the other one left! i think i got the last one hehe

after that, i waited in the cool air of my car before lining up for an hour and half and then entering the building. i had some overpriced mcdonalds and then proceeded to wait until 5 PM to go to my seat since i had to charge my phone to take photos and videos.

now onto the concert itself - i’ll put in pretty random stuff bc my laptops dying and i cant think of everything at the top of my head. SO here are some of my favorite things

- we all sang along to the music videos that played on the screens before the boys came on. [!] fun fact for anyone attending to the other concerts, they perform idol right after the fake love mv plays on the screen!

- they all came out glowing like the melanin kings they are and sang their hearts out for us!

- the vcr clips were so adorable and im calling it now - if they use any of the sample music in the vcr in future bts songs, i called it first.

- our crowd was so fricking loud but my phone makes everything so quiet but at least i can hear the performance so that’s all that matters

- fanchants were also crazy too! i was a lil disappointed again when yoongi stoppd singing to let us sing along but it was obvious that we were not confident in the lyrics again so then he just picked it back up. but we made up for it by screaming and supporting him very loudly!

- i would have to say my bias wreckers for the night were namjoon and hoseok because HOLY SHIT HIP THRUSTS AND ALL THAT JAZZ AND DISRESPECTFUL SMIRKS LIKE WAHHHHH

- jin’s high note in epiphany was the greatest blessing i ever received in my life. i hope all of you get to experience it for yourselves

- jimin fell (not hard, more like a stumble) during anpanman and he was smiling so cutely when he jumped back into the choreo. yoongi was even laughing at him

- everyone screeched so hard when there were ab shots from jimin and jungkook and i nearly died as well

- outro tear slaps so hard in person i wanted to cry

- their ments were so cute !!!! when jins voice cracked, i snorted so hard snot came out my nose so thanks for that, kim seokjin. also he was wheeling his arm around so hard during one song and i thought he was gonna smack someone in the head with the army bomb in his head

- taehyungs dancing and vocals in singularity -- zoo wee mama! also, the vcr for him was so beautiful! if they dont make that the singularity remix, im planning an event

- all solo performances were amazing and armys did their best hyping up every single one of them!!! since i was there, i can tell you from experience how it went so dont always assume from others !!

- when namjoon said we were bts’ answer, i almost cried bc this man just says such beautiful things and i know its hard to express himself fully in english since hes obvs korean born and raised but he manages to hit everyones thoughts and feelings in one-go

- jungkook and hoseok did some aegyo during their ments and i wanted to DIE it was so cute , i bet yall saw the fancams already so i wont go into more detail

- yoongi stopped during his ment bc we kept screaming loudly for him and he smiled so WIDE it was the cutest thing i’ve ever seen in the world and i swear i fell in love with him again

i may or may not add more or talk about it some more but ill leave it at that! enjoy the rest of the love yourself tour and come talk to me about it!! :)

#bts #love yourself tour #concert experience*

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cyberv0rtex · 4 years

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Hiii babe ahaha on my sexy alt phone and wanted to say i love you so so so much 💜💜💜💜 mwah mwah okay thats all have a good day dont forget to drink water -f/s

WAAHHHHH SALAD I MISS YOU SO MUCH I 😿😿😿 (/SRS) NO ONE HMU WILL BE THINKING ABOJT THIS ALL DAY. YOU BETTER BE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF NN I HOPE YOURE DOING OKAY. 💚💚💚💚💚💚 WAHHHHH IF UR READING THIS SIR ILY!!! I LOVE YOU SO VERY MUCH!!! you. drink your water and make sure ur getting enough to eat ❤❤💚💚💚💚💚💚❤💚❤💚❤💚❤💚❤💚❤💚❤💚

#gay post dont reblog

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heymstia-blog · 7 years

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Cry Baby, Cry

Abolarinde, JayJay and I arrived home and another rush of fear took over my body. I went to our bedroom where the bassinet was and placed Abolarinde in it assuming that he would rest peacefully until I unpacked and got comfortable...he cried immediately. I read somewhere that if you throw a blanket in the dryer for 10 seconds and place it in the baby's bassinet it would make the baby more comfortable so I did that...he still wasn't having it so I held and guarded him with my life everywhere I went. My husband's friend visited shortly after we got settled so I took Abolarinde to the guest room to try and breastfeed him again. I prayed that he would latch. I played gospel music from my phone and sang to him and alas, he latched! However, the other times during the evening he sometimes would latch and sometimes wouldn't. My husband ordered a pizza and we tried to relax but we were both trying to avoid the fact that the next day it would be just me and Abolarinde. Night fell and I was exhausted. Within the last 3-4 days I had maybe 8 hours of sleep and I was so happy to be back in my bed. My husband turned the tv off, we laid our baby down in the bassinet and closed our eyes. Less than twenty minutes later, "wahhhh" the baby cried. I reached over to pick him up and tried to feed him but he would not latch to my breast to eat and I panicked. I had no formula or back up plan so I quickly plugged in my electric breast pump and pumped tiny drops of colostrum hoping that this would satisfy Abolarinde's hunger. I fed him with the bottle and he went back to sleep. I laid him back in his bassinet and closed my eyes. 1 hour later, "wahhhhh". My husband picked him up and laid him on his chest but he continued to cry so JayJay got up and took him to the living room to rock him so I could get rest. This continued all night. Up, down, up, down, cry, change diaper, feed, pump, walk around until he fell asleep. I have never been so sleep deprived in my life. In college, I was able to stay up all night in the library and go to class the next day and I thought I was tired then but OHHHHH this was an exhaustion I have never experienced in my life. To add to the struggle, I continued to run to the bathroom several times that night and I could tell something wasn't right. I typed in a few symptoms in google and thought back to high school just to realize I had a bladder infection. GREAT! After being up the majority of the night at 6am I drove back to the hospital to get an official diagnosis and get a prescription for antibiotics. When I returned home from my hospital excursion it seemed all was well. Abolarinde was sleeping on JayJay's chest and he was watching tv. I took over with the baby while JayJay ran some errands and cleaned up around the house. I had yet been to sleep not because the baby wasn't asleep but I was on edge. I was waiting for the next time the baby cried so I could be ready. In my time of desperation I turned to my sister-friend who had a baby 15 days earlier and told her how I was feeling. What she told me eased my mind tremendously. It was such a light bulb moment for me. "The baby will only cry when he's hungry or if he's wet" WOW! All of this time I was over analyzing. He could be sleepy, he could be sick, his skin could be hurting, his lips are chapped all of these thoughts consumed me and THIS was the answer I needed. After that I felt at ease and things came naturally. The evening was approaching and I heard my husband cleaning and trying to ensure everything was in order before he left to get on the road for Chicago. I saw how uncomfortable he was and I put on a strong face for him. He questioned himself if he should stay later in the evening, if he should go the next morning but I continued to reassure him that we would be just fine and I could handle it by myself. It got darker outside and my husband kissed me and the baby and left. I didn't walk to the door because I didn't want to get emotional but I heard the engine of his car start and I listened to the faint sound of him driving away. I looked down at Abolarinde and said, "Welp, I guess its just me and you."

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