#I hope you like how it turned out! wahh their so cute!

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[loveriwoo]

hii how do u think taesan would react to you being flustered after he flirts with you for the first time after you guys became official

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WAHH yess omg (thank you bun-anon + all anons/emojis anons are welcomed)

Warning: makeout session ig, intimate touch

You and taesan always had a teasing friendship, he would tease you just to see you get a little mad or flustered, he’d always mess with your height for being shorter than most of your friends, you both were only strictly friends and kept that known, although when you go on hangouts together at cafés, the owners & locals always call you a cute couple, whenever you heard that you just wondered what if he liked that?..

Some time goes by, he texts you to come watch a movie with him at his house? Hmm,, you only ever watched movies with friends at the theatre but now he only wants you and him alone in his house,, you arrive at 5, with one of your favourite dresses you have chosen the other day out with your girl friends, as he lets you in he can’t help but stare at you gosh she’s so beautiful he scratches the back of his neck “hi y/n, I picked a lovely movie for us and I made your fave popcorn” you hug him “wahh! You didn’t have toooo!~— but wait? Why’d you invite me?” You ask curiously “how about we finish watching the film then I’ll tell you?” He tilts his head, You then nod in agreement.

You sit down onto his bed as he brings over the snacks, getting lost in the movie while snacking you start yawning not realising how tired you’re getting, resting your head on his shoulder this whole time, his heart is already racing just wanting to ask you out fuck.. You can do this taesan! He pats you slightly “ah y/n, can I ask you something?” You look up at him with slightly tired eyes “hmm what’s upp?” He then sits up straight to ask you this “well have you ever or well-.. still have feelings for me?” The sudden question hits you as you become all red and look away, you puts his hand on your face and turns your head back to him “look at me and answer, please?” You can’t help the fact so you lean in and kiss him as a response.

He’s now shocked by the kiss, he doesn’t say anything and goes in for another kiss, you both can’t stop now, too onto the kiss as it starts to get hot and sweaty, there’s small breathes in between and he can’t help but not have his on you, holding onto your waist tightly and so close to you, you both feeling each others body heat even hotter as you both soon back apart and look each other in the eye “is that a yes, my pretty girl?” He says with a teasing smirk as you nod yet slap his shoulder slightly “I want an answer out your beautiful lips” he asks as you roll your eyes still really blushed “yes you annoying dummy” you hide your face in the crook of his neck, him now chuckling as hugs you.

(Hope there isn’t much error spellings<3)

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puppy love ⌦ .｡.:*♡

mingyu x reader x scoups? (Still figuring it out LOL)

pt. 2

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summary: first year of college, you literally knew no one and you planned for it to stay that way but damn were you wrong

notes: part 2!!! I hope y’all like this, I read back on pt 1 and realized I made some grammar errors and it was lowkey just ass in general…So I hope part 2 is a lot more enjoyable as I put a little more thought into it ! 💕

genre: seventeen college au, love triangle between scoups and Mingyu, Mingyu being on a football team, financial major scoups, angst??, fluff, cute friend ships, Hoshi, Joshua, Seungkwan, Minghao, and Wonwoo r your besties, Also besties with Yunjin (Le Sserafim) and Minnie (G-IDLE), other seventeen members are mentioned?? Childhood friends, cursing, drinking

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"its been awhile" the man chuckles. Choi Seungcheol. You're first every friend. You had met him on the first day of 2nd grade and had stayed friends till middle school until he moved away. You tried looking up his name on insta but nothing every came up, So you just gave up in finding him. "This is crazy" you let out an airy laugh "its been like what, 10 years?" Seungcheol asks, taking a seat next to you "Yea maybe" you felt awkward but so relieved at the same time, it really was nice seeing him after so long "sooo how do you to know each other again? Soonyoung ask "Childhood friends" Seungcheol responds, taking a bite from one of appetizers that were brought up "Wahh~ what a coincidence" Seungkwan says in awe and you both nod "Are you folks ready to order?" the waitress comes around "Yeah I think so?" Wonwoo tells the waiter.

Everyone's food had arrived and we were all eating peacfully, talking about school drama and whatever. But you were defiantly talking to Seungcheol the most, I mean how couldn't you? You had just met your childhood best friend after 10 years. Your phone lights up on your lap and you see a text message from Joshua "Don't you think Mingyu's been awfully quiet" read the text from Joshua. You shot your head up from your phone to look up at Mingyu, who was across from you. He was in fact a lot quieter than he normally is and he even looked a little pissed? You look over at Joshua and he simply gives you a shrug "He looks mad, right?" you whisper to Joshua "He does..." Joshua whispers back. "Can i get these plates out of your way?" the waiter asks and Soonyoung and Wonwoo help collect the plates to hand them over to the waiter "I'll be back with the bill" the waiter smiles before vanishing into the swarm of people.

"That was good, right nini?" Seungcheol pats his stomach a bit and you giggle. Nini was a random nickname Seungcheol had given you when you were both about 7. The whole backstory behind it was that, Seungcheol could never get your name right, but he did remember you by one of you favorite snacks, called "NINI" and eventually, even after he learned and memorized your name, he still preferred calling you nini “Nicknames? Really?” Mingyu scoffs, stuffing in hands into the pockets of this jeans “What’s up with him today?” Seungcheol asks but no one has the answer “maybe he didn’t like his food” Soonyoung suggests. You all stop once you’ve reached the parking lot of the restaurant “We’ll go first, see you guys tomorrow” Soonyoung and Seungkwan both bid there goodbyes, then shortly after Wonwoo and Joshua also left for there dorms, leaving you, Seungcheol, and Mingyu by yourselves. “Do you have a ride nini?” Seungcheol asks you and you shake your head “There’s probably no Ubers around at this time, it’s like a 10 minute walk anyways” you state “I can-“ before Seungcheol can finish his sentence he’s interrupted by Mingyu “I can walk her back to her dorm, you can go home it’s late anyways” Mingyu finishes Seungcheol’s sentence. “Alright if you say so, I’ll text you later y/n” The man scoffs before turning his attention to you “get home safely” he waves goodbye and both you and Mingyu begin to walk towards your dorm.

“I didn’t know you were so close to coups” Mingyu says, so quietly you can barley hear him “I mean I guess we’re good friends” you shrug “ just good friends?” Mingyu says, he’s tone filled with sarcasm. “Yes, just good friends” you say, returning the sarcastic tone. There’s awkward silence but the silence doesn’t last very long “ let’s play 20 questions” Mingyu says suddenly, breaking the silence “So suddenly?” You chuckle but he ignores you “I’ll go first. Favorite artist right now?” He asks “Wave to Earth” “ok ok, now you go” “uhm I don’t know.. favoritee~ video game?” “Call of duty” “cool cool” “Why does coups call you nini?”. You were taken aback just a bit by his question, you thought it was just some stupid Q&A game Mingyu wanted to play to pass the time “he also had trouble memorizing my name, so he started calling me “Nini” because I was always eating those Nini snacks at school” you still answer his question. Mingyu nods but doesn’t seem very satisfied by your question “how long have you been playing football?” “5 years” “dam ok” “What do you like about coups?. Once again, Mingyu brings up Seungcheol and you just didn’t understand why, I mean you didn’t really mind but it was just werid. “Uhm he’s nice??? And he really thoughtful and pays attention when I talk and is just really sweet” you answer Mingyu’s werid question anyways and yet he still looks unsatisfied “Favorite class your taking?” “Photography.” “I didn’t expect that from you” you mumble and Mingyu nods “ a lot of people say that”. “Do you not think I’m nice?” Mingyu suddenly stops in his track and turns to you “what??” You turn and stop to face him “I mean you said you liked coups because he’s nice right?? So am I not nice??” You couldn’t tell if this kid was pulling at your leg or was being dead serious “I mean I barley know you” you stutter out “I mean you said you hadn’t seen him in 10 years! How do you know he hasn’t changed?” Mingyu lowers his head slightly, watching his feet as he kicks a few tiny pebbles lying on the floor “Mingyu. You realized YOU are the one that invited him, I think you would know if he wasn’t a good person” you continue walking up the side walk and Mingyu follows you “so what do you think of me?” Mingyu asks “not your turn, it’s my turn to ask questions” you correct him “why are you asking so many questions about Seungcheol?” You ask “I’m just curious” he shrugs “about what?” You try and ask but Mingyu stops you “Not your turn” he smirks and you just scoff at him. At this point you were both in front of your dorm building complex “Do you think I’m hot?” Oh my god this kid and his fucking questions were gonna be the end of you “I mean.. yeah” you simply state, slowly going up the stairs with Mingyu trailing behind you “Your skincare routine?” “Don’t got one” he shrugs. You give him a dirty look because you know dam well there ain’t not way his skin that clear without at least a cleanser. You know we’re standing in front of your door “go out with me.” Your mind went completely blank “what.” “You heard me”. You did in fact hear him but the words definitely were not processing “you said it yourself, you said I’m nice and hot so why don’t we go on a date?” You were trying your best to avoid eye contact but that man was making it basically impossible, staring right at you without even blinking “well I mean I don’t know” you try and push him away, realizing he was basically pining you up against the wall because of how close you two were “text me then.” He said, backing up just the slightest so you would breathe “ok. I’m going now. Goodnight get back safely” you quickly enter your apartment before even letting the poor boy respond “what the actual fuck..” you mumbled to yourself. “DING” you phone screen lights up and you see a text message from the one and only Mingyu “postist art museum, 3:30 tomorrow” reads the text he sent you with a wink emoji “this kid” you sigh. Though you though he was ridiculous you caught yourself smiling at his text message.

The blaring sound of you alarm pierced through the morning silence of your dorm. You let at a groan as you shifted around in your bed before grabbing your phone "2:01" read the time on your phone "SHIT" you immediately rise from your bed and rush towards the bathroom where you brush your teeth and wash your face. Even though your "Date" with Mingyu was at 3:30, you normally took 2 hours to get ready. As you rummaged through your closet, trying to settle on an outfit to wear, Minnie strolls in "You got a date?" Minnie smirks "Actually, yes I do" you dont bother to look up at Minnie but you have already pictured her shocked face "Damn really? Who?" Minnie leans on the door frame, getting comfortable as you begin to speak "Remember that guy that dropped me off when I was drunk?" You stop looking through your closet and take a seat on your bed "The super hot one?" Minnie asks and you nod "Well, last night he asked me out on a date and I dont even know what I was thinking but I said yes" You sigh, getting back up to continue looking for an outfit "When'd ya'll meet" Minnie asks "Soonyoung's party, so like almost a week ago?" You shrug "You just met this guy and your about to spend a whole day with him?" Minnie questions. I mean she was right, you'd only known this man for less than a week "He wouldn't hurt a fly, I think" You pull out a pair of washed jeans and throw them on the bed "Great! just dont let him kidnap you" Minnie says, sarcastically "Thanks for being such a protective roommate" You give her a fake smile before turning back to look for a top "When are you leaving?" Minnie asks picking up her phone "I wanna get out at 3:00 so id better hurry" you pull out a white square neckline top with a cute lace bow on the neckline "you got like 45 minutes you better hurry" Minnie taps at your door frame, signaling shes going back to her room "have funn!" she calls out "thanks!" You reply, wasting no time to quickly change, put your shoes on and run out of the house.

You do your makeup on the way there and you reach the art museum at exactly 3:30. As you walk off the bus, you almost immediately spotted Mingyu. He was sitting down on the staircase leading up to the museum with a small pink bouquet in his hands. He was wearing a button down loosely with a pair of grey washed jeans and a black leather jacket. You couldn't deny that man was fine, and looked even finer today, especially in that outfit. "Mingyu!" Mingyu shots his head up and looks around before finally locking eyes on your figure. He starts to stand up as you approach him "You look beautiful" He smiles, handing you the pink bouquet "Thank you, you looks nice as well" you take the flowers, examining them carefully "Just nice?" Mingyu cocks his eyebrow up and you scoff at his sarcasms "What did you want me to say?" you and Mingyu start to walk up the stairs, leading to the art museum "I dont know maybe, breath-taking? Ravishing? Stunning? Out of this world?" Mingyu shrugs, you roll your eyes in response "Thats too much" You chuckle.

You and Mingyu begin to walk around the art museum, admiring the art hanged along the walls. "You know, a lot of girls at campus would be jealous of you right now, Going on a date with Mr. Campus crush" Mingyu teases, his lips forming into a cheeky smirk "Dont let you ego get the best of you, Kim Mingyu" You teased back. As the two of you strolled through the museum, admiring the beautiful pieces of art on the wall, Mingyu unexpectedly shifted from his usual playful banter to a more serious note. With a curious glint in his eyes, he turned around to face you and asks "So, what exactly are you looking for in a guy?" The question catches you off guard in the mist of you admiring one of the paintings on the wall, and after a brief pause you begin to state some "Someone who's genuine, I guess? Who's nice, good sense of humor, respects himself and others, and can cook" Mingyu, with a sly smirk, retorted "So basically me?" His comment sent you into laughter, though you weren't necessarily laughing because you thought what he had said was funny, but to try and hide you face that had probably turned as bright as a tomato and heart that was going at 200 BPM. "Well," you replied, finally calming your heart beat down by the slightest bit "Maybe minus the cockiness" You chuckle.

As you and Mingyu continue to walk around, making small comments about some to the paintings on display, you had noticed that Mingyu's banter had changed once again to quite a tense one, almost like he was dying to ask you somthing "You and Coups. You two seem basically inseparable" He asks, his casual tone barely concealing an undercurrent of tension. Suprised by the sudden focus of you childhood friend once again, you nodded "Yeah, Seungcheol. We're close. Why?" Mingyu's gaze lingered on a painting, his questions become more pointed. "What makes him you like him so much? I mean, did you guys share secrets and stuff when you were little or was it just the usual camaraderie?" Mingyu's eyes glancing towards you but stay glued on the painting in front of the two of you "We had a crazy strong bond when we were little, shared a lot of memories. Why are you suddenly curious about him anyways? You were like this yesterday." Mingyu was the one who invited him, he probably knew Seungcheol better than you and longer than you, so you were confused at the mans sudden interrogation. Mingyu's respone was a vague shrug, which left you in an even more confused state "Wanna get out of here?" Mingyu slightly signals towards the door and you nod "Sure, I'm hungry anyways" You both start to walk towards the exit, Mingyu looking through his phone looking for a place to grab dinner at.

You guys walk down the street to a nearby Italian restaurant that Mingyu said he's been wanting to try "I'll trust you judgment" You laugh, walking into the restaurant. You two are seated and begin to pick up you conversation. As Mingyu took a sip from the glass of water left on the table for the two of you, he turns to you with a sudden hopeful gleam in his eyes, almost like a puppy. "You know, you should come to my football games. Its a blast, and I think I'd really love to have you there cheering for me." You chuckle, "Im not really a sports person. The only thing I'd cheer for is not spilling my popcorn all over the bleachers." He grinned, undeterred, "Come on, Its not about the game. Its about the experience. You might enjoy it, I mean who wouldnt if I'm playing in it" You raised an eyebrow "First of all, not everyone goes to watch you" "And second are you trying to recruit me for the team or something?" Mingyu grinned "Well, maybe. But mostly, I just think you'd enjoy it, Plus, you'd get to witness my incredible skill firsthand." Before you could come up with a comeback, the waitress arrived to take our orders, in which we gave and the waitress simply nodded before taking the menus from in front of us.

"Like i was saying" Mingyu begins but realizes your not fully paying attention, but the person to your left. You Ex. There he was sitting right across from you on his friend "Do you know him" Mingyu speaks up, knocking you out of your trances "Yeah, sorry what were you saying?" You tried to get back on track "Who is that?" Mingyu asks "My Ex." "Oh. sorry." "Its fine, it sure is a small world" You chuckle, trying to lighten the mood "We can go somewhere else if you want" Mingyu suggests but you turn the offer down "its fine, we already ordered, and he hasn't even noticed me anyways" Well he didnt notice you 10 seconds ago but he defiantly has now. "Y/N" The family voice sends chills down you spine. Mingyu watches you, waiting for your response but you dont move. Your ex-boyfriend, Jaemin, seized the opportunity while there was silence to approach your table. "Hey" he greeted, a unreadable look in his eyes "Its been a while. I've missed you" Before you could come up with a response, Mingyu, sensing the discomfort, stepped in "We're having a private dinner here. I think its best you leave us be," he states, a subtle intensity in his tone.

Jaemin, now growing upset "I just wanted to talk, catch up. Is that too much to ask?" You look up at him in disgust. How can you try and "catch up" after what he had done to you. he cheated. gaslight you. and now he wants to "talk?". Mingyu catches the look you gave him and returns to Jaemin, his gaze hardening. "Look, she's moved on. Maybe you should to instead of being a dick. Respect her boundaries" Mingyu spits and you can see Jaemin getting progressively angrier. The tension escalated quickly, creating an uncomfortable silence. You apperciated Mingyu stepping in, but it might have made the conflict worst. "Jaemin. Just go." You try and say sternly but you end up sounding like a 6 year old "Why? I know you miss me" you scoff "Me? Miss you? Never. Nobody wants you here so leave." You say sternly, keeping eye contact with him "Whatever, you're gonna come back crawling in a month anyways" Jaemin rushes out of the restaurant leaving you and Mingyu together once again "Sorry.." you mumble "Dont be. He's the one who should apologize for causing such a scene" Mingyu tsks, leaning back in his seat.

The waiter brings you your food, which you both enjoy while talking about all sorts of thinks, and at the end of the day you ended up agreeing to going to Mingyu's next football game "I'll save you the best seats, where you'll get to see the best view of me" Mingyu smirks "Thanks, want me to bring anything?" you walk up the stair of your dorm "Like?" Mingyu asks and you shrug "flowers? somthing to celebrate your win?" You suggest and Mingyu lets out a little laugh "What?" You turn to face him now that you've reached your door "You're so sure I'm gonna win, huh?" Mingyu teases and your face gets a little hot "What? are you not gonna win for me" You tease back "Oh trust me I'll make sure I win" You'd never truly noticed how amazing Mingyu was. Spending the whole day with him really changed how you saw him, he was caring, protective, defiantly a flirt, but you knew that even before you got to know each other, and funny. "Thanks for today, really" Mingyu smiles warmly "Me too, How about we plan something again sooner?" he asks "I'd like that" You smile up at him. "Get some sleep, i'll see you tomorrow" Mingyu backs away from the door and begins going down the stairs "Goodnight" you call out "goodnight, my love". You're left standing there, feeling all warm and fluffy on the inside because of this new nickname. You quietly enter your dorm, removing your shoes and going to get read for bed. Once you had changed into you pajama's you flopped onto the bed and opened your phone to see your lockscreen full of notifications from one person "Na Jaemin." The warmth Mingyu had left you with suddenly disappeared as you read the texts he had left you "Baby, I'm sorry I got mad." "How are you feeling? Do you want me to drop off some food for you?" "Who was that guy you were with?" "Baby??" "Honey?" "answer me" The text trail went on and on "I still have your stuff, you should come by and get it" "I miss you baby please dont be stubborn with me" This man had the audacity to text you such things and try and call you. You take a deep breath, now frustrated by the whole situation "I'll just deal with this tomorrow" You mumble, pushing away your problems like you normally do. You take one more deep sigh before turning off your lights and going to sleep. You thought you ex was just acting up. Kind of just stuck in his feels or whatever, but you had no idea the lengths this man would do to get you back.

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[bp-zb1fics]

Can you do "cuddles and kisses with lee jeonghyeon", i'm glad if u do something suggestive like lap sitting maybe?? thank youu!!

Ridiculous but you're mine~

pairing: leejeong x reader

genre: fluff, suggestive themes (pls see tags!)

tw/tags: flirting, kisses, making out, hand-holding, lap sitting, non-explicit/implied s*x acts, korean pet names, leejeong being the biggest simp and pretending to hate it (spoiler: he doesn't)

wc: 1592

summary: jeonghyeon values a lot of things but he’ll make an exception for you

a/n Hi anon~ I may have gotten a little carried away with the suggestive part but I hope it's somewhat similar to what you had in mind and it's not too much. Kind of played with a different format writing this fic, idk if it works or not but I am very proud of how it turned out. Any readers for this, please, please do let me know what you think and if I should add additional tags to this, ty!

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Jeonghyeon wasn’t a touchy person. Not at all. No thank you.

He’ll accept skinship if he’s feeling indulgent, he’ll freely offer a hug if someone needs it but aside from that, he generally likes to keep his personal space, well personal. 

Until you, that is. 

You don’t even need to do anything. It’s a little infuriating actually. 

You look at him and his brain completely short-circuits.

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“Leejeong-yah~”

He really regrets letting Mun Junghyun tell you about their “leejeong, mungjung cross.” God, that was embarrassing. And it was even more embarrassing because of how cute you thought it was and how cute he thought you were and now he has the displeasure of becoming even more flustered by his own damn name.

“Hmm?”

He’s putting his socks on, getting ready to go out because you wanted sushi and god forbid Jeonghyeon doesn’t give you what you want. It’s a little chilly so he throws on the black hoodie that you like because of how soft it is. 

He reaches for his earrings and his eyes meet yours in the mirror as he looks up to put them on. Jeonghyeon nearly drops the damned earrings. 

Don’t ask him to explain why. Literally no thoughts, head empty. He’s only beginning to recover when you walk over and give him a back hug, burying your face to the fabric of the hoodie while he just stands there, frozen like the idiot he is.

“Wahh so soft.” Your voice is muffled but Jeonghyeon is desperately fighting back the blush that threatens to bloom on his cheeks.

“We should go.” He manages to get out, glad that his voice didn’t crack.

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You hold his hand and any rational thought is reduced to ash.

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As soon as you get outside, the cold hits and Jeonghyeon immediately shoves his hands into his hoodie pocket. Before he can check on you, you’re already linking your arm with his and sliding your hand into your own pocket. Seriously, how can his heart take this?

“Are you cold?”

You shake your head, bouncing up and down a little. It’s very cute and really not great for his health.

“Sushi, let’s get sushi~”

You make your way to the restaurant. Jeonghyeon can’t help but look at you, glancing around occasionally to make sure you were following the right directions but eyes always coming back to you. And he can’t help but wonder what he had done right for the universe to decide to send you his way. Someone who loved him with all his scrappy imperfections and flaws.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind tickles the back of your necks and you yelp, one hand slipping out of your pocket and into his. Jeonghyeon freezes as you wiggle your fingers between his, pressing yourself closer like you want to sink into his side.

“It’s cold.”

You say in the way of justification, not like he even needs one. For the rest of the way, you walk like that and he can only ever feel your hand in his.

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You pout, just a little, and whatever values he has, personal, moral, family values, all out the window.

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The restaurant is a sushi train. You’re directed to a booth and left alone with a tablet in case you wanted to order something that wasn’t on the train.

Jeonghyeon begins taking plates. And it was only after you had a sizable serving in front of you that he realised he took all your favourites. Really, when did he become like this? When did it become an instant serotonin boost to see your face light up like that? 

“Leejeong say ahhh~”

He mindlessly opens his mouth and lets you feed him. It’s good. Any food that’s given by you is automatically better than any other food. He’s never been one for public displays but you look at him expectantly, your bottom lip protruding ever so slightly.

It’s like he’s been hypnotised, carefully picking up a piece and feeding it to you. And no, he’ll never admit to anyone how endearing it is to watch you eat, your cheeks puffing out as you chew.

He’s a weak, weak man. And it’s all your fault, seriously it is.

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It’s ridiculous. 

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You stumble back home, bellies full. Kicking your shoes off, you tug him towards the couch and switch on that one drama you insist he watch with you. Both of you started off seated. He sits cross legged while you tuck your feet to the side, his arm resting around your shoulder.

It’s not a new drama you’re watching. No, it's one of those that you like to come back to, one of those you watch without needing to think too hard or wonder what to expect. 

Junhyeon sighs as you lean against him, comfortably pressing against his side. He watches you fondly as you mimic the dialogue on screen, the audio almost like white noise at this point. Suddenly you’re reaching up, fingers skimming feather-light across his jawline leaving little sparks in their wake.

“So handsome~” You murmur, letting your thumb ghost below his bottom lip. Jeonghyeon’s breath stutters. 

“My Leejeongie, naekko!”

He’s going to die. You’re going to kill him. Belatedly, he realises that you’re just imitating the drama. Still, his stupid heart is ready to pound its way out of his chest. Before he can think twice, he gently grabs your hand in his and presses a kiss to your knuckles. You go quiet. Before he can drop your hand, you pull yourself closer, nudging at him until you’re kneel-sitting between his thighs, his legs stretched out on the couch. 

You drop his hand in favour of resting your palms on his shoulders to balance yourself. His arms are limp by his sides. Jeonghyeon almost stops breathing as you lean forward, your noses nearly touching, trying to keep his cool. You peck the corner of his mouth. He’s an absolute goner at this point. 

For the next few minutes, he lets you litter kisses all over his face, sweet on his forehead, making his cheeks flush hot, his teeth clenching as your lips brush a trail along his jaw. You chip away at his sanity every time you bring your lips to his and pause just before they touch, leaving his mouth a little more dry every time. The last straw is when you bite playfully at his collarbones, giggling at the look of utter distress that washes over his face as you tease up his neck. By the time your lips once again ghost against the corners of his, his hands grab needily at your waist.

“Dammit aegiya, please.”

Jeonghyeon breathes out shakily and you flash him a coy little smile that does bad, bad things to his heart before you finally kiss him. 

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God, you’re ridiculous. 

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Jeonghyeon can’t stop kissing you. 

His teeth scrape slightly against your bottom lip and you gasp. Your tongue flicks out to drag across the roof of his mouth and something so good just bursts in his brain. Hands squeeze your waist again, you squeak and they stroke your sides as if to soothe, sliding down to rest on your thighs. You shift, gripping to the front of your boyfriend’s hoodie and just like that, you’re fully on his lap, straddling him.

If nothing, Jeonghyeon only gets needier.

He’s mouthing at your neck, tongue teasing mindless patterns at the places he knows are sensitive. The little noises that escape you set off tiny firecrackers in his head. Your hands clench uselessly before finding their way to his hair and tugging. Heat blooms at the pit of his stomach and he bites a little harder than he meant to. The strangled noise that it draws from you is delicious and your hips jerk forward, creating friction that has him groaning. His mind is empty, save for the thought of you, how desperate he is for you.

Fingers slip under this hoodie to fidget with the waistband of his pants, every touch against bare skin has him inhaling sharply, his eyes dark and pupils blown out, staring at you in a way that has heat coursing through your whole body. He’s become bold enough to rest his palms over your ass, slipping them into your back pockets and squeezing. Your hands go a little lower and he bites back a curse, resting his forehead on your shoulder, eyes fluttering shut. Any sense of composure is tossed aside, neither of you bothering to see where it’s gone.

It’s all shaky breathing, gasps swallowed up by lips on lips, fabric rustling and the desperate repetition of each other’s name like a plea to the universe to mould your bodies together so that you’d never be apart from each other.

Jeonghyeon’s basking in the afterglow, both of you struggling to catch your breaths. He’s as boneless as you are, languidly draping yourself on top of him, sprawling almost, limbs loose and liquid-like. You giggle and that’s when he notices the drama still playing in the background.

Hands reach for his own, and he swears he can see the stars in your eyes. You’re absolutely going to be the end of him. His heart and his mind and his body and his soul, dangling into the precipice that is you. It’s absolutely idiotic, letting himself drop in so deep, not caring about when he’ll have to hit the ground, running.

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And yet, he’s the one who’s ridiculous enough to fall for you, over and over and over again.

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waitress at hooters

WAHH thank u all for the feedback on my first concept, i appreciate it!!! kisses 4 u all, enjoy this one xo

;fluffy prank

You set the camera up on your fridge, almost falling off the chair. 

He’s been acting foul lately, pranking you every other day. So you decided to play with his heart strings and hit a few nerves on the way.

You never usually do intro’s, because let’s be honest.. we all skip them. So you just get straight to the point.

“ Today we’re gonna irritate the shit out of Timothée. “ you announce with the biggest smile glued to your face.

You get off the chair and lift it up.

“ Please girls, do me a favor and irritate your boyfriend today, “ you pat your chest, “ do it for me. “ You say placing the chair back in its place. 

“ I’m gonna tell him like ‘ hey babe, i’m off to work ‘ and the rest i’ll pull it out my ass. ``You shrug.

“ I at least know where I work, Hooters. Anyone that knows about Hooters knows that girls wear these cute, revealing outfits. “ you spin for the camera.

Showing your white sports bra, written Hooters across it and short orange shorts.

“ Guy’s usually go there for the food.. and the girls. “ You roll your eyes. 

“ Honestly, I've never been to Hooters, like ever. I don’t know if he has? but.. I hope I'll get a reaction out of him. “ 

“ I don’t know if he’ll be like oh okay enjoy whatever or wait.. where the fuck are you going? “

You take a deep breath to prepare for all the arguing to come.

“ Timothée! “ you yell.

“ What? “ he practically shouts. 

“ Come here! I wanna show you something. “

“ Whachyou wanna show me? “

“ Well if you don’t come down.. you won’t.. see it? “

“ Is it important? Is it worth me coming all the way down? “

I roll my eyes.

“ Alright I guess you won’t see what I have.. on. “

You hear hurried footsteps. 

He’s fixing his flannel when he comes into sight. 

His eyebrows reach the 7th sky. “ Ayo.. “ he crosses his arms. “ What you got this on for? “

“ Do you like it? “ you spin around.

He nods while you’re admiring your ass on the body length mirror.

“ Looking real nice, looking real plump. Looking like a peach, “ he says proudly.

“ I’ve been doing my, “ you do a squat, “ squats. “

“ Yeah? “ he hugs your waist, his hand sliding down your figure. Squeezing your ass. 

He kisses you, “ But.. “ he sits down on the couch, adjusting his waist. 

“ What’s this for? Is it for me, like right now? “

you kneel between his legs, “ Did you forget what i told you about? “ you pout.

He furrowed his eyebrows. Thinking. Hard.

“ What? “

“ Really? “ Now you’re gonna pull shit outta your ass.

“ Last week we talked about it. ``You stand up.

“ I’m going to work. “ you announce.

“ Going to work on what? me? “ He pulls his tongue out, proud of his joke.

You push his head away, laughing. “ No! “

You check time on your phone, “ Fuck, it’s almost time for my shift.. “

He grimaces, sliding off his headphones, placing them around his neck. “ Now you said, what? “

“ I have to work tonight, I told you about it. “ 

“ Work tonight? “ He’s lost.

“ Babe, “ you look at him with a blank face. “ That’s how I know you don’t listen when I talk to you. “

“ I listen to everything you say, that’s why I'm so confused right now. “ He empathizes his words with his hands.

“ Um, I have to go. “ You pick up your bag that’s placed next to him. He snatches it out of your hand and stands up. 

“ You gotta go? “ He places his phone inside your bag.

“ Where we gotta go? “ he asks.

“ I have to go. There is no we, give me my bag! “ you jump trying to take it back. 

“ Where we going? “

“ Timo- “

“ Where we going? “

You give up. “ I’m going to work, for fucks sake. “

He walks up to the kitchen island, “ Where ya job at? “ He practically snatches the car keys.

You follow him, “ Where’s my job at? Look at my boobs, “ You gesture to the logo on your chest. 

“ I am. Trust. “ he smirks.

“ Okay, either you can drop me off or i can drive- “

“ Okay stop- W-what are you playing dress up for? “ he turns serious suddenly. 

“ I’m going to- what do you mean? “ you whine, acting tired of his questions. 

“ You’re going to work, where? “ he laughs irritably. 

“ Hooters! “

“ For what? “

“ Okay timothée, now you’re just wasting my time. Give me the keys and my purse. “ 

“ You have like a deal with them? Like is this a photoshoot or something? “

It’s like you’re talking to a wall.

“ No, I’m going to serve people! “

He scratches his chin, “ Serve peo- Y/n what is this? “

“ I mean you know i’ve been spending a lot of money and like i just need more of a social life, all the girls are really nice and they literall- “

“ When did you meet the girls from the Tooter? We've never been there. “ he places his hands on his hips, your purse sliding to his wrist.

“ I went. for my interview- “

“ When? “

“ Last week! “

“ You’re joking, right? “ 

You look at him. 

“ You gotta be joking, like.. “ He looks around, laughing.

“ No, I'm leaving now. I'm already late as it is. “ You take your bag effortlessly from him. 

He looks at you, frozen. 

“ Do you want me to get you anything from work? “

he slouches on the spot, looking at you like you just said the sky is blue.

“ Bring me any- what are you talking abo- You don’t have a job! “ he says, shaking you by the shoulders.

“ I have a job at Hooters! I'm a waitress! “ 

“ No! “ He throws his hands up in the sky.

“ If you did i would know, you would’ve said hey, babe love of my life i’m off to work and i’d be like okay babe have a good day not like- what the fuck? “ 

“ Babe, “ you pat his chest, “ relax. “

“ Yo, I'm just trying to figure it out, “ he sways a hand between you two, “ communicate. “

“ Well I just want to make sure, y’know, you’re informed I'm going to work. “

“ Y/n, take your ass to the couch. “ 

“ Timothée, the only place I'll take my ass to is Hooters. Wait let me practice on you. “ You put your purse down.

“ Practice what on me? “ He sits on the island stool.

“ So I'm like walking towards you, a customer. “ You walk towards him, doing the most.

“ What are you moving your hips for? Just fucking walk. “ And by his tone you know he’s so over this.

“ Hi! Welcome to Hooters, What can I do for you? “ A hand on your hip, you smile showing your teeth. 

He flips his hat backwards, “ Yeh, no. I don’t even think they say that shit. “

“ Alright now you’re just being a hater. “

“ Nah cuz you just made that up. Do it again. “ 

Oh he’s playing along now.

So you do it again. 

“ Hi, welcome to Hooters, what can I do for you tonight?.. That was good! I feel like I'll get really good tips. “

“ Just explain to me, why would you wanna go to work? At Hooters out of all places? “ He blinks. 

You hold one finger up, “ well first of all ; very good tips! seco- “

“ I give you the best tip that you’re ever gonna get! “  

“ Tim, it’s money. And i need the extra cash, i shop a lot. “ 

“ Ok now you’re lying. You don’t need no extra cash. “ 

You’re lying through your teeth. You shop with his card and he rarely lets you spend anything so you absolutely do not need extra cash.

“ T, i just want to make new friends, meet new peopl- “

“ Pandemic! Y/n, pandemic! “

“ Yeah but everything’s opening back up! so.. “

“ And what about it? you wanna be all up in people’s faces now? “

“ I’m not gonna be in people’s faces.. i’m gonna like wait tables and shit “ 

He holds his wrists above his head, looking at your forehead. “ So you’re saying, you’re going to work today. At Hooters. “

“ Yes! finally. That’s what I'm saying. “ you sigh.

“ What time is your- what’d you call it.. shift? “ He asks curiously.

“ I gotta be there in thirty minutes. “

“ They have applications? Can men work at Hooters? “

You didn’t expect that one.

“ As a Chef maybe? “ you play along.

“ I’m a fucking Chef at Hooters then, where my outfit at? I'll put it on right now. “ 

“ Please stop fucking around, i’m running super late. “

“ Nah,” he gets up and gathers your stuff. 

“ We’re late. We both gonna work at Hooters and we both gonna get tips! How about that? “ He says throwing a fit. What a drama queen.

“ Oh fuck no, this is my job! “

“ Ight.. you done? “ 

“ Yes, hand me my things please? “

He does. “ Thank you, are you driving me or not? “

He ignores you and walks towards the staircase. 

“ I take that as a no, “ you follow him.

“ Can you at least give me a goodbye kiss? “ you ask, smiling. This is perfect.

“ No, I thought we communicated as a couple. But no, next thing i know you’re married and have 4 kids. “ 

“ I'm not married and I don't have 4 kids. “

“ What if you do? “ He says with a sass. 

“ Alright, I love you, “ you lean in to kiss him but he just turns his head the other way. “ Ah! “ 

He’s upset. And overdramatic. 

“ What’s the address of this Hooters shit? “ he asks when you start making your way out.

“ It’s right down 190th St. Queens. It’s not that far, it’s a good drive. “

“ Ok, I'll be here. Have a good shift. “ He forces himself to say. 

“ Bye! “ 

He rolls his eyes and prays to god you didn’t see him.

 “ Tim! “ you call out. 

“ What? “ his heart fell to his ass. Maybe you saw him. “ Go to work! “ He says, reaching out for the tv remote.  

“ Come here.. “ you laugh.

“ Go get some tips, blah blah blah.. extra cash. “ he mimics your words.

“ It’s a prank! “ You say, jumping next to him. “ Look up, on the fridge. “ you point out.

“ I’m not looking up the fridge. “ he flips through channels.

You run to hop on the counter and grab the camera. 

“ Say hi to everybody! “ 

“ Y/n, get this off my face. “ He hides the lense. 

“ Oh, you look defeated. “ You throw your head back in laughter. “ I’m not defeated. I’m irritated. “

“ Ha! what’d i tell y’all! I know exactly what buttons to push. “ 

“ Bro, go to work! “ he pushes himself off the couch.

“ It’s a prank! I’m not working at fucking Hooters! “ 

You can’t help but be filled with pride. You’re the only person that can get him this worked up.

“ Go so I can have some peace and quiet around here. “ He gestures to the door, laughing. 

“ Oh, peace and quiet, that's what you want? “

“ Yeh, cuz you keep playing with me! I'd rather not get played unless it's in a different type of way. “ 

“ Alright, shut up. “ 

“ Your prank wasn’t even that good. “ he shrugs while sitting on the carpet. 

“ Do you guys see how salty he is.. loser! “ 

“ The people will let you know that it wasn’t that great!” he points to the camera that’s filming him. 

“ You like my outfit tho? “

He smiles. 

“ Good to know. “

“ Nah you just wait.. you wait. Just you wait. “

You sit down next to him, “ Kiss me? “

He shakes his head, “ Go to the Chef’s at Hooters they’ll kiss your ass even. “

“ You wish you could. Okay guys it’s the end of the video, i got him real good.  “

“ If that helps you sleep at night. “ He takes his phone out of his pocket. 

“  Thank you guys for watching! Like the video if you think I got him. “

He looks up. “ Y’all still know who the real world champion prankster is tho. “ He says confidently. 

“ Blah, “ you pull your tongue. 

“ She knows I'm right. “ He wraps his arm around your neck. “ Don’t you? “

“ You sure like my outfit though. `` You tease.

His fingers dancing on your collarbone, “ Is the camera still on? “ He looks at the lense and tut. 

“ ight, bye guys. “ And cut.

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cuddle bug - gareth emerson

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requested: yes! requests: open! Gareth!!!!!! saw you were looking for requests for him and I was so excited snnsnsnsjsbs i’d absolutely adore anything cute and cuddly like nap time in Gareth’s room just something warm it’s cold here rn and it’s all I can think about Thank you!!!

AN: wahh so cute! gareth definitely would be super cuddly i think :') thank you for your request and i hope you enjoy &lt;;33

wordcount: 1.447 warnings: she/her reader, gareth has a little sister,

No place better to be than in the arms of your boyfriend. Especially when it is cold outside.

"Shit- Come in!"

Gareth quickly wraps his arm around you, pulling you inside and away from the cold. The boy kicks the door closed, his hands rubbing your back and arms in an attempt to warm you up. He knows that you insisted that he didn't have to pick you up, but he now wished he would have just taken the car to drive over to your house.

"Shit, my love," he takes your gloves off. "You're freezing!"

"Yeah," you sniff. "Kind of underestimated how cold it was going to be."

You unzip your jacket as Gareth takes it out of your hands, hanging it up on the coat rack before guiding you to the small living room. His little sister is sitting at the dining table, scribbling away on a piece of paper as colored crayons are spread around her.

"Y/N!" She jumps up out of her chair, running toward you before wrapping her arms around your waist. Not that she can reach any higher.

"Oh, hello!" You kneel down, wrapping your arms around her before she pulls you away from Gareth and toward the kitchen table.

"Look what I made!"

Gareth leans against the door frame, his arms crossed and a smile on his face. You always get along with his sisters, no matter what the situation is. Even when you are extremely tired, you still go out of your way to greet them with just as much enthusiasm as all the times before. When he sees you rubbing your arms, he immediately runs upstairs, retrieving the first long-sleeved shirt he can find before walking back downstairs.

You are still sitting with his little sister, admiring the drawing on the paper.

"And this is Gareth, and this is me," she points out as you 'ah!' and 'wow!'.

You don't even realize Gareth came back until you feel a new weight on your shoulders. One of his many red flannels rests on your frame now and you smile at him, thanking him before putting the flannel on. The door opens again, a gust of cold air circulating through the house before it quickly closes.

"Gosh, it is way too cold outside," Gareth his mom shivers, walking into the living room with a grocery bag in her hands. "Oh! Y/N, it's so nice to see you. Tea, anyone?"

"Hello, Mrs. Emerson!" You immediately stand up, hugging the woman before pointing to the kitchen. "I would love to make everyone some if that is okay?"

"Oh, I would love to," she lets out a sigh. "I will put the groceries away. You are a darling, Y/N!"

A laugh escapes your lips as you fill the kettle, turning it on before opening the cabinet to pull an assortment of tea bags out. Gareth and his little sister quickly pick their own little bag before you pick yours. It doesn't take long for Mrs. Emerson to re-enter the kitchen, also taking her pick before placing the remaining bags back in the cabinet.

"Can I please get that cup?" Gareth his little sister points up to the cupboard, but you don't know which one she wants.

"Here," Gareth kneels down. "Hop on."

The little girl squeals as her brother jumps up, leaning over to the cupboard so she can grab the mug she wanted. He then takes out more mugs, including your favorite.

In only a few minutes, everyone is sitting at the dining table, sipping their tea and enjoying a small piece of cake that Mrs. Emerson had brought home from the store. You listen to the story that she was telling, laughing along with the jokes while also looking at the new drawing that his little sister had made.

Though you love sitting here with his family, you still felt cold and were also slowly starting to get tired. You had taken your bag with you as you originally planned to watch a movie with Gareth, but were now too caught up in the conversation. You hide your mouth behind your hand to hide your yawn, but Gareth catches on to it.

"Uh, mom?"

His mother looks up at him, nodding before taking a sip.

"Y/N and I wanted to watch a movie, so we're going to go upstairs if that is fine?"

"Oh, of course! No problem," she smiles before averting her gaze to you. "Are you staying the night? I am planning pancakes for breakfast!"

"I would love to," you immediately smile. "You can count on me for kitchen help."

"No, darling," she shakes her head. "You go ahead and watch that movie, all right?"

Gareth nods, his arm around your shoulders as the two of you go upstairs. The heating in the second level of the house is lower than downstairs - no one was going to be sitting here anyway. Besides, there are other ways to warm up.

Gareth his bedroom is cozy. It is not too big, something you quite appreciated. He has a big window and the window sill is filled with small figurines and candles. In the corner stands a big bookcase filled with books and more small figurines, together with his collection of different dice. He also has a desk with a small television on it, a bean bag, and a dozen posters on his walls. It smells like him as well. Like vanilla, a hint of weed, warmth, and comfort. God, you love his room.

"Okay, so I picked up some stuff on my way," you zip open your backpack. "I got..."

You tip the backpack over, everything spilling out of it.

"Your favorite candy, that movie you wanted to watch." you hand him the objects one by one. "More candy, chips, oh! And I finally found that die that you left at my house."

When you look back up, you see Gareth already looking at you, his hands now filled.

"God," he places everything on his night stand. "I love you so much."

He tackles you onto the bed as you giggle, his hands holding onto your waist as he presses kisses all over your face. His hands feel warm on your body, and his lips are soft as he pecks your cheek for the 20th time. When he pulls back, you look at him with a gentle smile. Gosh, what did you ever do to deserve this?

"Gareth?"

The boy hums, pressing a kiss on your forehead before falling to your side.

"Can I take something out of your closet to wear? I can't sleep in jeans."

"Uh, yeah!" He nods, rolling off of the bed before opening his closet.

He looks through it for a bit, finally pulling out a pair of pajama pants and his grey, long-sleeved shirt. For himself, he also picks out a pair of red flannel pants and a black shirt.

You thank him before quickly switching the clothes, shivering in the cold air before you sit back on his bed, crawling underneath the covers. Gareth takes the movie out of its case before pushing the VHS into the small tv, filling the room with sound. It doesn't take long for him to lay down by your side, his arm underneath your head and his other slung around your waist.

A content sigh leaves your lips as you nuzzle your face closer to his chest. He smells absolutely amazing. Your attention doesn't stay on the movie for that long. Instead, you opted to watch your boyfriend. Though you look at him all the time, he still looks just as mesmerizing as the first time you saw him. You still remember the first time you saw him - he had just gotten out of the Hellfire room, cheering with his friends. It must have been a good game. He didn't expect someone to walk around the corner, and neither did you. He had caught you just before you hit the ground, his hands holding you steady. From then on, you were a goner.

Gareth moves to look at you, checking to see if you had fallen asleep, but is surprised when he sees your eyes still open.

"Not cold anymore?"

You quickly shake your head. You stopped being cold a while ago, finally cuddled up with him underneath a thick layer of blankets.

"Good," he smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead before averting his gaze back to the movie.

You can hear the wind outside, howling as it races past the house. The small patter of raindrops can be heard as they splash against the windows. But you don't care. You're not outside. You are inside, warm, comfortable, and cuddled up with Gareth.

There is nothing better than that.

[livelaughlovekny]

so i just got this pretty massive cat plushie and im absolutely in love with it and such, even though i paid almost all my money for it

And what better way to do than to request a Muichiro coming home to the reader with a huge cat plushie and she’s attached to it hjJSHDDHDHSJSJS

Have a doodle of my demon slayer oc with the cat plushie i have

a/n: WAHH I LOVE GIANT PLUSHIES TOO THEYRE THE BEST This is kinda modern au but can still be read as the original au! Hope you enjoy fvgbhnjm :D

  “I’m home.” His voice travelled through your home and was met with silence. Odd. Usually, you would have dropped whatever you were doing and rushed to meet him. He loved coming back home and being met with hugs and kisses. He decided you were most likely busy and wouldn’t want to be bothered. Muichirou changed out of his outside clothes to shorter and more comfortable clothes.

  The silence continued and you had yet to appear. He was starting to get fidgety. His usual calm and clear composure was starting to fall apart. What on earth were you doing that was more important than him?

  Deciding that he had enough, he walked over to your room. Settling on the excuse that he had come to check up on you and wanted to ask about dinner, he knocked on your door a few times. Silence. He decided to open your door by just a crack. Peeking in, he sees your sleeping figure, curled around something he couldn’t quite tell.

  Slowly opening the door more, he stepped in and walked silently over to you. Upon a closer look, he feels his heart clench from how adorable you looked hugging this gigantic cat plushie. Your arm was wrapped around it while your leg draped lazily over it.

So cute. He almost couldn’t bear to wake you up. Almost.

  Gently flicking your forehead a few times, he repeated your name over and over again. His elbows perched on the edge of your bed as you slowly stirred awake. Rubbing your eyes, you sat up and looked around before noticing your beloved looking up at you from his squatting position. You giggled at how adorable he looked and gently caressed his cheek with your palm. Leaning down, you kissed his forehead. “Hey babe, did you just get home? Why don’t you wash up and I’ll heat up yesterday’s leftovers.”

  Blushing slightly, Muichirou stood up and pulled you up to stand near him. “Yeah. Thank you.” You smiled at the stark difference between his plain response and the bright pink on the tip of his ears. Adorable. Your arm still looped around your plushie, you followed your lover out your bedroom, internally smiling about how soft he was.

  Turning back to look at you, Muichirou notices the cat plushie still attached to you. He frowned slightly. Your attention was divided between him and some object? Unacceptable. But you seemed happy about that thing. He stared unhappily at it. You noticed him staring at the plushie within your arm. You beamed, let go of his hand to hold up your plushie in front of your face and closer to him. “Look! Isn’t it cute? It’s so soft and comfortable to hug!” Muichirou’s lips thinned as it formed a straight unimpressed line on his face. “If you like it, I suppose I do too.”

  Despite his words, he continued glaring at the foul object within your hands. How dare that newbie steal your affection and attention from him? He was rather upset about how you had let go of his hand. He missed the warmth your hand provided already. Grumpily trailing behind you, he continued to glare at the cat that was not hanging over your shoulders slightly. 

  Your back was facing him and he was too focused on your plushie to notice how hard you were trying to control the shaking of your shoulders. You could sense his animosity and it was hilarious. You decided to feign ignorance and hugged your plushie even tighter.

  Deciding that he had enough, Muichirou spun you around so that you were facing him and snatched your plushie away. His countenance remained expressionless though there was a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. “I am merely concerned that this thing will affect your movements.” This was it. Your laughter burst out and you doubled over.

  Straightening, you squeezed his cheeks gently. “Look at you pouting over a plushie! Gosh, you’re the cutest!��� His cheeks turned bright red. Embarrassed over the fact that he had been caught, he tried to brush off your hands. He did so half-heartedly. Your hands were always so warm and you called him the cutest. That meant he was much better than that dumb cat plushie of yours that you should stop being so attached to.

a/n: i had so much fun writing this omgomg TYSM FOR THIS

[maximwtf]

Hi there! first off, I LOVE your fics so much! Secondly, I’d like to request for Stede since I agree, there is a lack of fics for him!! I love the way you’ve written for him so far. Feel free to ignore this if you don’t feel like writing it for whatever reason, of course 💟

Though, perhaps I could request a Stede x reader where the reader sees Black Pete and Lucius’ romance blossom and they think it’s the most endearing thing ever but it also makes them a bit nervous because they have feelings toward someone in the crew (Stede) and they don’t know the first thing about how to express it. Stede noticed the reader is down one day and they accidentally spill their dilemma but they leave Stede’s name out. So then Stede is giving the reader courting lessons pretty much and then after the lessons have “concluded” and Stede’s like “okay now go get ‘em!” pretty much, the reader stands there and is basically repeating back everything they learned to him. He’s not taking the hint so he’s like yes that was wonderful practice, now go and tell the lucky person all of this! And the reader is like well…it’s you. And confessions both ends ensue blah blah💕again if you don’t feel inclined to write this, no worries! Wasn’t sure if you are taking romantic requests for him. But maybe even if you aren’t this plot could still apply just minus the part where the reader uses it on Stede, where he gives the reader courting lessons still and it’s all cute and fluffy?

Stede Bonnet x Reader

Words: 3130

Google docs pages: 5

Warnings: None? Reader is bad with emotions, they don’t know what to do with love. Is the author's inability to write non-tragic romance also a warning? Nah but fr it’s the best fluff I can offer!

Opening: You watch Pete and Lucius’ relationship blossom, becoming jealous of it. Stede notices you being down more often and tries to help, when you end up telling him of a crush you have. He offers to teach you ways to confess, though he doesn’t seem to realise who this crush truly is.

AN// Reader can be any gender ! Thank you for this request, ahh. I don’t usually get excited over fluff, but if it’s for Stede I’m here for it. I hope this came out good !^^ I’m still learning to write for him, this being only the second fic I've made for him wahh

“Go get em’ !”

There were no other words to describe how you felt when you saw Pete and Lucius be able to embrace their love, other than jealousy and melancholy. How they could so openly tell each other that they loved one another, how they could spend time together freely and knew how to tell the other how they felt. If you would have been able to do that, you wouldn’t even be in this position. This feeling wasn’t even you wishing anything bad for them, only wishing that you could have something that they had, with the person you fancied. 

But that person walked on deck, having no clue of your silent feelings and admiration. And if you didn’t soon find it in you to somehow tell him, you feared you’d miss your chance eventually. Hell, he was an attractive man and surely there’d come another if you sat at the sidelines and did nothing. But what could you do?

Your whole life, you hadn’t been the emotional kind. Showing any feelings that would show vulnerability was almost automatically forbidden for you. Far before you’d even heard of the Gentleman pirate had you been like this. A rough life at the sea hadn’t been kind, and even if it was more so now, you lived in the olden days. And most of the time when it turned out to be a fault in the new crew, you looked at Izzy and excused yourself. He was similar, so why should you try to change? Being the way you’d always been was comforting in a way, and learning a new set of behaviours sounded exhausting. Having to open up more, and be able to tell someone you cared for that you loved them felt impossible because of that. What if you came off as rude? Or even worse, if they didn’t even feel the same. Especially on a ship where you had to meet the same people every day, having to face the person who rejected you felt horrifying. And you couldn’t possibly keep avoiding this person, he was your captain after all. 

Stede Bonnet. The former rich landowner, who had abandoned his previous life in exchange for a pirate’s. An idea that you thought you would possibly never truly understand the reason for. From growing up on a pirate ship, to being a permanent member of his crew, you had no idea why one would like to become a pirate. Almost every day was a fight to win, but this man somehow stayed positive and had taught his crew manners you’d never seen on a ship. You had thought you would never be able to fit in, but so you did. Because he had welcomed you with open arms, like he had known you his whole life. He didn’t care about what you’d done, who you had been or where you’d come from. He cared about who you were now. A truly admirable person in your eyes. 

Not to mention, you had an eye for nice fabrics and clothes. You’d never been able to afford them, nor were they practical in the action you had to take part in daily, but did they look nice. And he wore them well, all the ones he’d brought with him on the ship. All the nice colours, shapes and textures were a sight for a sore eye. You didn’t know if he’d ever noticed you checking out his outfits, but you hoped not. What would he even think? If he didn’t know why you were staring, you assumed he would think you were just creepy. Another reason why you didn’t want to confess to him. 

But did all of this make your chest ache, long for something that you were almost positive you couldn’t reach. The thoughts started making you distance yourself when the time gave you the possibility. You’d spent time at the bow of the ship, or all the way up in the crowsnest. Places where you could be alone for a moment, to try and convince yourself that eventually you’d tell him. 

But during all of this, you failed to notice that your absence hadn’t gone unnoticed, as much as you had hoped that would have been the case. Stede noticed soon after, starting to note that you seemed awfully upset. He had planned to ask you about it, but never could. He almost started blaming himself, if he had done something wrong to scare you off? Perhaps you wanted to leave the crew all together for a yet unknown reason? He knew if that was the case that he would never be able to stop you, but he could always try. Which had originally been the reason why he’d come looking for you. And if you were going to leave, he wanted to say his goodbyes, as much as it pained him to even think of that possibility. 

Once more, you leaned to the railing of the ship, watching the vessel make its way forward. Sometimes you wondered if this feeling was all your fault. You were the one basking in melancholy instead of changing. Yet, these thoughts never had enough power to make you actually quit these habits. 

The sound of someone coming towards from the hallway near you brought you back from your thoughts. To your horror and pleasure, it was Stede. He noticed your quick turn towards him, giving you a gentle smile before fully emerging through the small door frame, placing himself on the other side. Though, that smile faded rather quickly as he seemed to remember the reason why he’d come to find you. “Ah, I almost ran out of options as to where you could have been!” He said, a slight chuckle in his tone as he unintentionally tried to ease the rather tense atmosphere. You gave him a shrug, keeping your eyes keenly on the water, watching it swirl and hit the ship in waves. “See, I came to ask you how you’ve been feeling? You seem like you’re keeping something bottled up?” He continued to speak, guessing you had nothing to say to his first comment. Though, this one froze you. What could have you said? That he was the reason why you’d been upset this whole time? Blame Lucius and Pete for all of this? Or were you upset because of yourself. “Homesick, you know how it is.” You lied, trying to joke off the question. But your attempt had gone down the drain, only making Stede furrow his brows in concern. He knew you were lying, knowing you viewed the ship as your home. “Please, it’s not good to continue like this. Better to talk it out.” He insisted, making you bite your inner lip in return. Like you were holding back something you feared you might slip on accident. 

Yet, that helped as much as rowing a boat without oars. “I fear the person I care for doesn't feel the same.” You sighed, ashamed of admitting to your feelings. Your gaze was tilted faintly upwards, eyes watching the water, too scared to look at Stede. A gentle hum came from his side. “Then why don’t you go ask?” The advice sounding like he was relieved it hadn’t been anything worse than that. But to you, this was as worse as it was ever going to get. Being stuck with feelings you didn’t know how to express. But even that feeling, the frustration was hard to show to him. Having to keep him in the shadow from how you felt. You shook your head, lowering your gaze. “I don’t know how.” A defeated sigh leaving you as your shoulder slumped down. If you were to guess, an empathic expression had appeared on Stede’s face. He stayed silent for a moment, before placing a hand on your shoulder. You almost pulled away, startled by the sudden touch. Yet there was something so comforting about it that it didn’t take you long to ease into it. “If you want to, I could offer you a few tips on confessing in the proper way?” The captain suggested, voice gentle as ever. He spoke with confidence, knowing that he could possibly help you. And you knew that, but that hadn’t been the reason for your reply. “Oh, I would appreciate that.” Even if he couldn’t help you, you could finally spend time with just him, as he talked to you about the subject of love, having no clue that he was that subject for you. 

And after that conversation, you collected all of the courage in you as you prepared for the first meeting of the few you would continue to have with him. And with a deep breath, you pushed the door open that led to his quarters, finding the man himself seated on one of the couches. He got up to greet you, starting the ‘lesson’ soon after. 

You sat in front of him, listening as he talked. “You didn’t tell me more about this person. What kind of confession would fit them? If it is a pirate, I’m not so sure a fancy confession is the thing you need.” He laughed the comment off faintly, a hint of doubt in his voice. “N-no! I’m sure- they’d love it.” You answered rather abruptly, thinking he might be rethinking this offer. “Well then…A confession is often considered a private matter. So you would find a place such as that to confess in. You would usually think the wording of the confession beforehand, polite and respectful.” The man started, his eyes looking up as he thought of how these tips could be used on a ship. As he paused speaking his thoughts out loud, he turned to you, as if waiting for you to have questions. But you didn’t, you looked at him keenly, waiting for him to continue. “Well- You could ask them out to eat before confessing. But I’m not so sure you could do that here, I’m afraid.” He said, tilting his head a little at the shame of that. “Thoughtful gestures are an alternative, perhaps a small gift or a letter?” He added after, clearly deep in thought as he tried to come up with something that was doable on a ship. “I’m not so gifted with my hands.” You muttered, thinking of the possibility of giving him a gift. After all, he was describing the way he had been taught to confess, so you wanted to follow those tips he gave you. “You don’t have to be, a confession on its own is good enough.” He smiled, shaking his head slightly. 

You turned to look at your feet, silent as you thought of what he’d said. Though, the moment didn’t last long as Stede spoke up again. “How about we practise the tips I gave the next time we meet?” He asked, tilting his head slightly. You turned to look at him, blinking your eyes a couple of times. “On who?” He couldn't have possibly been suggesting that you-, “on me, if that is alright with you.” He said, a friendly smile on his face, per usual. You blinked again, faster this time. “I- Of course.” You nodded, internally stunned by the suggestion, having to shake your head slightly to bring you back into the moment. You would have to learn how to keep your cool, this was practically the same thing you’d have to say to him when you actually told him. 

After that, he gave you a couple more tips, explaining the almost laughable mannerisms he had been taught or that he had read of. It amused you to watch him make fun of the things he had been taught into, giving you the slightest of ideas why he had chosen the life you’d had to live for most of your life. By the sound of it, you would have most likely done the same. 

You went to the next meeting with him, this time more relaxed. He stood in the middle of his quarters. By the way he was breathing he must have just moved some of the furniture out of the way. “Evening.” You greeted him, looking around as you walked in. “Ah, just in time.” Stede smiled, nodding his head as a greeting when you came closer.  “I thought tonight we’d try the advice in action, what do you say?” He asked after his initial comment, seeing as you hadn’t said anything. “Oh, of course. Yes. How do I start?” You asked, looking around as if exploring the cabin, a desperate attempt to hide sight of you being flustered. A light laugh left Stede before he replied. “If it’s okay, I thought I’d show an example first.” Your gaze snapped to him, soon after looking at your feet again to not seem odd. “Ah, of course.” You nodded, taking a small step back to give the man space. 

Stede cleared his throat, taking something from the table near him and stepping towards you. “A private place.” He hinted at the space the two of you were in before going forward with the example. He brought his hand towards you, handing you a nicely folded piece of paper. You took it with a slightly shaky hand, trying to keep in mind that he was only giving you an example, having no idea of how you truly felt. 

You weren’t sure what to say so you automatically opened the paper, eyes scanning over the words on it. You didn’t have to read often, so the skill hadn’t developed much, but if you read slowly enough you understood what the short letter said. A few compliments, subtly hinting at his yet hidden ‘feelings’. You looked up at him, lowering the letter. “I- Thank you?” You stuttered out, an awkward look appearing on your face as you realised how rusty it sounded in a situation like this. Stede only gave you a polite smile before offering you a hand. “Please, allow me to fetch us a place to sit.” He said, leading you to one of the couches. He allowed you to sit down first, taking a seat only after. “I’m afraid I don’t have anything to offer you. But let us use imagination.” The man in front of you explained, you gave him a nod while folding the piece of paper into your pocket. “When do you confess?” You asked, turning your gaze on him. “Well, we’d eat and maybe after or a little later you’d pull them aside to tell them.” He said, standing up and leading you to the middle of the room yet again. 

You stood in front of him, listening as he spoke. “Dear, I hope you’ve had a pleasant evening. But before it ends, I wished to tell you my admiration for you. Because I do fancy you.” He spoke calmly, knowing exactly what to say. You bit your inner lip, nodding after. “Alright.” Stede put his hands together, pleased with how it was going so far. “Do you want to give it a try?” He asked, tilting his head. You blinked a couple of times, nodding your head before even giving it a proper thought. “Okay, whenever you’re ready.” He said, giving you space. You took a deep breath, deciding that this was going to be it. You’d confess to him, and somehow manage to make him realise that you were being serious. 

You walked up to him, taking a moment before pulling the same letter he’d given you out of your pocket, handing it to him. He looked a little surprised, but still accepted the offer and looked over the letter quickly, as if he didn’t know what was in it. “Ah, thank you. Go on.” He smiled, looking back up. “It’s only the truth. I wished to show you how much I admire you, because I have had my eye on you. Stede, I fancy you.” You said, adding his name in as a desperate way to try and make this more obvious. But instead, he put his hands together, seemingly excited. “Ah, that’ll do it, almost swooned even me. I think you’re ready, go get em’!” He nodded firmly after, nothing but kindness in his eyes. Yet the longer you looked at him the more it seemed like he wasn’t so happy about what he’d just said. Like he hadn’t wanted to say it at all. You bit your inner lip for a moment, having to insist on making him understand. “I admire you, have for a long time.” You said, almost repeating yourself. Stede furrowed his brows, smiling at you a little awkwardly, now more confused than anything. “Wonderful practice. Now, go and get this lucky person!” He encouraged you. “Stede I’m-” You took a breath, not even sure what to say anymore. He hadn’t taught you what to do if the person you’re confessing to is the person teaching you how to confess. 

By this point the man in front of you seemed worried, offering a hand out to you. “Are you feeling alright?” He asked, placing his hand on your shoulder. You looked at the floor before taking a hold of his wrist, gently. Your eyes looked into his, desperate to make him understand even if you couldn’t show it properly with words or small subtle actions. “I fancy you, Stede.” You said, and as soon as he was opening his mouth again, you quickly added in, “it’s you.” This made him close his mouth for a moment, soon a softer look appearing on his face. “I love you.” You mumbled out to avoid any tense silence from forming. “Dear, did you go through all this trouble to confess to me?” He smiled, seemingly relieved yet he said nothing of it. You gave him a slow nod, afraid this was only the starting point of him rejecting you. “Because I was afraid I was losing you from the moment you started disappearing to this moment right now.” He added, gently pulling you towards himself to offer a hug, which you accepted. 

He felt warm, somehow he managed to also smell better than any other pirate you’d been close to. “I assumed you were leaving the crew and later realised I must have missed my opportunity with you.” He said, pulling back slightly, still close to you. You humoured the thought of him somehow sensing you didn’t want to go far from him at that moment. “You thought I was going to leave?” You asked, furrowing your brows, slightly amused. Though, you understood why he had thought that. He didn’t answer, only giving you a faint eye roll before placing a hand to the side of your neck, his thumb pushing your chin up slightly, making you look up at him. “I fancy you too.” He said, that being the only thing you’d ever wished to hear him say. 

AN// Yall TRUST I proof read this, but with the mindset of someone who hasn’t slept. Also why is Stede so hard to find good images of, bros making a face in like 99% of all images >:(

[enha-doodles]

I have a request.Can you do a reaction on another member babying y/n ?

ENHYPEN YANDERE REACTION : TO ANOTHER MEMBER BABYING YOU

⌦ Pairing : 6yearz(x)reader!

⌦ Genre : yandere

⌦ Warning : yandere behaviour , toxicity , cursing , killing , mentions of torture and fighting.

⌦ A/n : sorry but I had no ideas for other members so I just wrote these 2 ( T-T ) I'll add more and reblog this if I can , hope you like this

⌦ Disclaimer : I don't support any yandere behaviours . This is all a work of fiction and my imagination . None of the members have the same personality or resonate the traits mentioned below .

͟͟͞͞➳ HEESEUNG

He wasn't that possessive of you when you're with his members because he trusts them . He wanted you to have a good sisterly relationship with them . His schedule was over and he had 3 days off work so he called you to his dorm . You knocked on the door to let Heeseung know it's you and everyone's head turned towards you . You peeked your head from the door and "Surprisee~" you said and Heeseung couldn't help but giggle at your cute behaviour . Sunoo gasped but then squealed and ran to you hugging you "y/niee , how are you" he asked in a baby voice " wahh you look so skinny , let's get you some food to eat " sunoo started dragging you and you waved a 'hello' at everyone , not getting time to greet everyone properly but you definitely will after sunoo is done with his session of babying you . Heeseung was happy that you were getting along with them so good . He had the idea that sunoo missed his sister and he saw you as his younger sister so he wouldn't snatch you . But if he someday crosses his line then there would be consequences .

͟͟͞͞➳ JAY

You were younger than him , which made him extra catious with you . He saw how his members were careful with you too . But Heeseung was the most responsible one and he often babied you . When you would come in the kitchen he would give you work that didn't have usage of knife and when you would get hurt he would scold you but then give you your favourite chocolate making you giggle and hug him . It made jay quite jelous but he reassured himself that Heeseung was just being an older brother to you and he will take good care if you if he was ever out somewhere . You were safe and not leaving him . He left you and Heeseung alone in kitchen oneday and was spying from behind a wall . He heard Heeseung say " yah , did it go as planned ?" What ? What plan ? Are you both seeing each other behind his back ? He- "I haven't asked him yet . I'm nervous" you said and he could hear Heeseung laughing and saw him cupping your cheeks " y/n-ah he's your boyfriend , there's no need to be nervous on asking your boyfriend on a date . Just don't tell him I've prepared the place . I'll tease him about it the next day " you laughed and hugged him " thanks for all this Heeseung , I'll ask him today " jay was relieved and really happy . He made a mental note to thank Heeseung for this .

[ethereal-engene]

fun face masks | jaeyun

pairing: bf!jake x gn!reader (established relationship)

genre: fluff & slice-of-life // warning: none but not proof-read

summary: you find some animal printed face masks and decide to surprise Jake with them. // word count: ~640

note: inspired by the fact that I’m currently doing a face mask that has a koala face printed on it. Omg ash enhypen writer comeback?? Enjoy :) ALSO HAPPY JAKE DAY !!

Tonight was one of those nights where you and Jake didn’t want to do too much. Maybe it’s because it was Sunday and the next week is about to start. Whatever it is, you decided that the next best thing to do is practice some self-care together.

“I’m going to shower but once I’m done, want to do a face mask together?” He looks up from his phone to nod and then goes back when you leave.

When you’re finally out of the shower and are clothed, you open up drawers trying to find where the face masks are. Opening up the middle drawer, your eyes spot an unopened pack of face masks. Without even really checking what type they were, you cut the plastic until all you’re left with is the packets.

It’s only then when picking one of them up, you let out a loud laugh. One of those laughs that come from within your diaphragm. These masks have animal faces printed on them. You don’t plan on telling him what it is until after. So you exactly do just that.

“My love, I’ve got a surprise but I need you to close your eyes for me, alright?”

He nods and closes his eyes. You tear open the face mask and place it on him. The cool feelings hits so nicely and a relaxed sigh leaves his mouth.

“Okay you can open your eyes now, my love.”

So he does just that and his eyes go wide before laughing hard. You were holding your front phone camera so he could see what the face mask was. “Babe, you didn’t but oh my god I love this!”

You were smiling quite hard and laughing along with him. “I’m glad that you liked it, I picked it just because it reminded me of you.” Turning your head to face him, you’re met with a giggling and smiley Jake. You know those types of laughs from him where it’s like his inner child is coming out.

God you’re just looking at him with love and he catches you staring at him.

“What’s that look for, my love?”

“Nothing, I just got reminded of how much I love you is all.” You press a kiss to your fingers and then place your finger to his lips. Unable to give him an actual kiss since the face mask is still one. His eye go all lovey-dovey on you and places his hand over his heart.

“I love you a lot too babe, I hope you never forget that.”

You can’t help but hum in response. After a few minutes, y’all take off the face masks and start to pat the essence into your skin. “Darling, do you ever miss home or think about home?” You ask him this because you’re sure that the koala face mask might have made him think of home. “Also, you don’t have to answer this, I’m just curious.”

Jake doesn’t say anything for a few minutes until he clears his throat. “I do sometimes, I’m not going to lie. But I’ve learned that home is wherever you are.” He walks over to you and gives you a kiss on the lips. All of the while wrapping his hands around you waist so that you can’t escape. Only so he can continue to give you his kisses and love. Eventually you guys go to sleep and you tell him “home is in your arms, thanks for always being there for me.”

You always know how to make him feel loved and appreciated. He didn’t get to tell you this but the koala face mask was cute and did make him reminisce of Australia. Jake would love to take you there one day, and he’s counting down the days until he can make it a reality for you two.

wahh thanks for reading this ! LMAO it’s been a while since I’ve written for ENHA but hopefully I’ll continue to write more for them. Also this isn’t my best work but I did enjoy writing it :) plus this is a tiny tribute to my first fic I ever wrote 🥺

oh wait please don’t forget to interact with this by reblogging, leaving a note, or sending an ask about what you did or didn’t like about this! 

happy jake day <3 our fav aussie boy 

take care & signing off with love

- ash

also tagging @goldenhypen​ can’t wait to read your long fic !! and also b/c you’re my #1 jake lover 

[not-krys]

47. Creation [Abby, Miri]

Happy Last Wednesday of March! It's that time again, another theme to get the writing juices going. This time, we got the theme of creation!

Raw, unedited writing below. We got Leonardo making observations about Abby and Vincent in her section, while Miri's section is cute and sweet with Luke and Barbatos.

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Abby

Leonardo stood in the doorway of Vincent's room, sunlight pouring into the room, but there was something else in the room that could rival the sun in brightness and warmth.

Vincent's back was to him, his apron tied loosely around his torso. His feet were planted firmly on the floor as he sat on his stool. And if that had been the only thing of note, he might have left, to leave a fellow artist to his creation devices.

But the second set of feet, dangling between Vincent's, and a smaller hand holding onto a paintbrush in his, had the older vampire smiling with affection.

He remembered the day he had found Abby struggling to make her lines looser and how he had given her some tips, as an artist, but also to help with her general demeanor. Scrunched up like a nervous kitten wouldn't help her in the long run and he had hoped the message got across when he was teaching her.

Now, it seemed it was Vincent's turn to help her, much closer to her than he had been, sitting in his lap. Both of them were growing bolder, he thought. A natural process for Abby as she was overcoming her timidity, but she wasn't the only one growing bold. Leonardo looked at his hand, remembering when he had attempted to pat her head, something he had done countless times to encourage the little cara before, only for Vincent's hand to stop him, pushing him away from her not unlike a lover would protect his love from unwarranted advances.

He chuckled and pushed away from the door frame, closing the door fully behind him. He also couldn't help but see Vincent's hand tightening on Abby's thigh, a blue eye briefly glancing directly at him for a split second before returning his attention back to the painting session.

Even for all of his long life, Leonardo felt the briefest of chills from that single look and started walking away, lighting his cigarillo as he walked away.

"Cavolo…" he whispered, shaking his shoulders of their tension.

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Miri

Miri looked at the timer on her D.D.D and checked the time, Luke standing nearby. Barbatos held onto oven mitts that matched Miri's and Luke's mitts, a gentle smile on his face.

"Is it almost done?" Luke asked.

"It's pretty close, I think." Miri answered, checking the time one last time. "It should be pretty close to that cake we saw on Devilgram the other day."

"What was it called?"

"In the Human Realm, we called it a castella cake."

"And you bake it with steam?"

"Yep, that's what makes it so light and fluffy, along with all the air inside it. That's what makes it move like that."

"It wiggled so much in that Devilgram video, it looked alive!"

"I hope this one wiggles just as much!"

A soft beeping soon echoed in the kitchen, alerting all three to the time.

"Moment of truth, everyone!" Miri said, stepping to one side of the giant oven. Luke scrambled over to her side, oven mitts at the ready.

"Please be cautious as I open the door." said Barbatos, carefully pulling down on the handle.

Hot air soon filled the room, making Miri and Luke wince, but only momentarily as the smell of baked cake soon followed. Barbatos pulled the rack forward, hot water sloshing around in the pan.

"On the count of three," Barbatos said, putting his mitted hands on one side of the baking pan. Miri and Luke took the opposite corners, ready to lift the massive cake from its watery bath, which was both longer and stood taller than all three bakers combined.

On his command, the three lifted the massive cake, moving it to the nearby counter, amazed at how much it did indeed move and wiggle, dancing to their movements.

"Wahh!" Luke exclaimed, "it does move!"

"Told you it would!" Miri laughed.

Barbatos only smiled gently.

"I'm sure that everyone will be pleased with your efforts, both of you. A job well done."

"We all made it together!" Miri said, "and I think there should be enough for everyone! Even Beel!"

"Perhaps you should message them to come to the castle?" Barbatos was already turning away, intent on finding his master, hopefully still working on the paperwork left for him that day.

"Yeah, it's waaay too big for me to carry by myself. We can have a castella party!"

"Yeah!" Luke said, "I'll message Simeon and Solomon! They have to come too!"

[katrielle-writes]

Panther Adopts A Kitten

Featuring: Ann x male orphan reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings:  Danger in the form of men hurting a child by grabbing their arm and discussion of selling a child.  Slight mention of whipping because Ann kicks their butts afterwards.

Notes:  My first time writing a male orphan reader for @paultiteuf360​, so apologies if it’s not to your expectations!! However, I do want to say I enjoyed writing this since it made me think about how Ann would be so good at taking care of children.  

The streets are the coldest when one is alone.  You could hardly remember if your parents died or if you were abandoned but for a homeless child, both were the same.  

Still living on the streets, searching for food and keeping out of danger.  However, when criminals ran amok, there were few places that were safe.

Despite this, you had many favorite spots to spend in the city.  One such spot was located at a corner near the church.  You held your only blanket close hoping you would spend another night unharmed.

“What do we have here?” The scraggly voice of a man woke you up from dreams you could have swore were the faces of your family.

“Wahh?” You asked groggy from sleep.

“A child?”  The men, which even the child count, were three large and burly figures that towered over you.  “Who knows how much we’ll earn from this!”  One of them exclaimed.

The man grabbed your arm and though you were accustomed to pain, the surprise and the iron grip of his hand made you cry out.

“Don’t touch me.  Let go!”

“But we can become your parents,” they assured as they smiled, toothy grins that smelled more rotten than dumpsters.  

“Noo, nooo!  Don’t touch me.  I don’t want to go with you.  Leave me alone!”  With each word your small voice became louder and shrill.  You never felt more terrified.

Before there could be any more movement from the men, a feminine voice rose up.  She was a femme fatale, a gorgeous woman with two pigtails flowing with blonde hair which shone gold in the moonlight.  Her entire body latex suit also shone, red like a drop of blood.  

“Didn’t you hear that child?  How dare you hurt him like that?”  Her devil’s tail whipped behind her menacingly.  

One of the men turned to the mysterious woman.  “And you shall fetch a pretty price as well.”

“We’ll see who can play fetch better!  Me or you?”  She snarled showing teeth and her eyes flashed, a predator's gaze.  She drew out her whip which cracked on the pavement.

The men lunged, and she spun, rolled.  Her whip cracked again and the men cried out in pain when they were met with her whip.  They fell like logs after a thunderstrike.

“Learned your lesson?”  She reprimanded the fallen thugs as her frown smoothed into a smirk. “Good!” she remarked when they didn’t respond.

You groaned and Ann spun on her heel to the sound.

As crouched down to look at your condition, she looked straight from a comic book, pretty but REAL. Her red latex suit covered every inch of her body with the exception of the diamond-shaped cutout on her chest.  

Her curls bounced as she tilted her head and her heels crunched on the pavement as she carefully held you in her arms.  Her gray eyes analyzed you with concern from behind her crimson, cat-shaped mask.

“Oh you poor thing!  I can’t believe those adults would hurt someone as cute and adorable as you.”

You felt yourself being lifted up as she examined you for any injuries.  After a moment's scrutiny and she decided that you were fine, she held you close to her chest.  Like a mother instinctively carrying a child, she held you on her hip, staring into your chubby round face.

“You’re not hurt right?” She asked.  You shook your head and she sighed in relief.  I was afraid I wouldn’t make it in time, but I’m glad I did.”  The warmth of her body and her kind attention toward someone who wasn’t related to her by blood made you feel warm and something akin to adoration.  

Ann nuzzled your cheek kissing it, leaving a red lipstick mark.  However, when she pulled away and noticed this mark, she laughed, the first sound of relief after a moment filled with tension.  She rubbed your cheek with her glove, cleaning the dirt from your face.  Seeing the innocent and bright look of the child gave her a feeling of maternal affection.  Her heart ached knowing the child was abandoned and likely living alone all this time…

Noticing the child observing her, she asked, “Would you like to live with me?  I wouldn’t mind taking care of you.  You are such a sweet and adorable child.”  The child returned his head to rest on her shoulder and from then on, Ann the Phantom Thief’s Panther had adopted her very own Kitten.

Several days later…

“Kit, is your bookbag ready?” Ann’s voice sounded through her studio apartment.  

The night Ann saved you from the men and brought you to her home, she gave you a name, Kit, which was not only short for Kitten, but Ann who was inspired by the years she lived abroad named you Kit as it was also a popular male name overseas.

You footfalls as you raced from the bedroom to the living room and kitchen back to the bedroom as you dodged the maids, or better apt: caretakers, that have been with Ann since she was in middle school.

Since you started living with Ann, you started to eat many more delicious and nutritious food.  You were no longer tired and hungry all the time.  And now you had a place warm and safe place to stay you were no longer dirty and had people you could take comfort in.  The most important person in your new life: Ann.  

And Ann with exception to her school life and work as the Panther, her attention towards you was undivided and attentive as you were much like the very young brother she had always wanted.

“I can’t find my bookbag!” you called to her, “It’s not in the room!”

One of the caretakers spoke up, “Ah, young master, your bookbag is in the closet along with his jacket.  Shall I get it for you?”

Ann, who was already dressed in her Shujin Academy uniform in front of a mirror, was in the middle of tying one of her pigtails, a hair tie dangling from her lip.  “I will take care of Kit, so you don’t have to worry about that.”

The maid had the door of the closet open for you and you rummaged through the closet and retrieved your bag.  As you gathered all the necessary school supplies.  You were about to reach your jacket when you realized Ann was behind you, grabbing your jacket off its hanger.

“Let me help you with that.”  She kneeled and held your jacket open so you could slide your arms through the sleeves.

Your face heated.  Ann often reminded you that if you ever needed help all you needed to do was ask, but there were many things you trusted Ann with such as your life when she saved you that night and your fears when you remembered the men in nightmares the following nights.  

The more days that went by the more you started to feel that your life on the streets had been a nightmare all this time and you were now in a dream.  As Ann zipped up your jacket, you could smell her strawberry shortcake scent and hear her murmur of approval as she stepped back.

She patted your cheek, “Looks good!  Ready for school now?”

“Yes!” you agreed.  Ann grabbed your hand and was walking you to the door when your tiny hand held her in place.  Noticing this, she looked at you and found an adorable expression of embarrassment on your face.

“Ann, you’re the prettiest,” you affirmed.  

“Awhh, come here you!”  Ann squealed.  She crouched down and held you in her arms, but when you pressed a kiss to her cheek, she gasped and nuzzled your face.  And by her expression, even you could see she was as happy as you were, finding family, finding home.

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[floralseokjin]

⤑ 9 months to fall in love 10 replies.

@starbtslove replied: The second hand embarrassment killed me during Seduce Seokjin Mode. Oh my good god 😂😂 literally had to shut my phone, laugh and then continue to read again 😂

Poor Oc :( 😂😂 she just wanted some action lol 

@jaegerlst replied: I WAS LAUGHING MY ASS OFF THE ENTIRE TIME OC WAS TRYING TO SEDUCE SEOKJIN 😭😭

I’m glad it amused you 😂😭 

@nanied93 replied: This was great!! The make out in the kitchen was 🥵. And I loved how as soon as she decides to seduce he decides to abstain lol. They’re so cute. I’m glad Seokjin confessed why he doesn’t want to go all the way for now. Also I can’t wait for Jungkook and Yuna to meet! They are so similar they either won’t like each other or would be best friends lol .

Seokjin cockblocked himself 😭 and omg I never thought of that, but you’re so right 😂 Imagine if Jungkook and Yuna hated one another... they’re both like “he/she’s so annoying” lmao

@hobiiiiiworld replied: This is way too funny! Thank you for giving me a laugh 😍

and thank you for reading! 😘

@fr41l7y replied: Omg I can’t wait to Yuna and Jungkook to meet 🤣 this chapter was amazing, I was laughing the whole time, may have woken up my neighbours 🤣🤣 the make out session in the kitchen was ✨chef’s kiss✨ thank you ♥️ + If someone hasn’t started reading this fic now is the time because it’s just perfect! The character chemistry, the writing, the humour! It’s all so addictive ♥️🙌🏻

I can’t wait for them to meet either! It will happen one day! and wahh thank you! I’m so happy this chapter made you laugh (and possibly wake up your neighbours lol) 😂

@murphbearr replied: This is so great!! I loved how the oc was getting embarassed while seducing.  Nonetheless, they becoming so cute. Also the make out scene.. Damn!! Overall it was such a great chapter like always! ❤

They really becoming so cute 🥺 Thank you for reading! 

@sweett-nightt replied: omg im Yuna this whole chapter BABE 😭 I WANTED YOU TO GET DICK TONIGHT this had me because i was like that !!! i’m still loving slow jin and oc i’m sure the wait will be worth it 💜

Yes! The longer the wait, the better it will be 😏 Thank you for reading! 

@violetfeelz replied: such a good chapter as usual!! loved the yeonjun name drop and finally meeting jimin. your writing is always so good cant wait for the next one!

Thank you so much, happy you enjoyed this chapter 💖

@seokjinsyoonji replied: I finished all 9 chapters last night and saved this one for today and honestly, now I can't feel my lungs bc I laughed so damn hard! I am also borderline understanding the sex situation but going crazy and impatient at the same time, from both oc and seokjin's behalf :) hope she gets the d soon lmaooo

I hope she gets the d soon too 😩😩 girl deserves it! Thank you for reading, soo happy you’re enjoying!!! 

@yoontaethings replied: this is so funny 😂 literally the same with @starbtslove had to turn off my phone for a while to digest that seducing scene and continue reading. i'm glad they decided to take things slow though if i'm being honest i just cannot wait for them to get down and get dirty lol also looking forward to yuna and jungkook meeting! i can just imagine the chaos that ensues 😂🤍

The seducing scene was painful in a funny way 😂 I wonder how long they can take it slow for..... Thank you for reading! 

@bri-mal replied: Yuna be stressing me out! She's so funny but I can get why OC gets whip lash 😂 I too am excited for the Jungkook and Yuna meeting, I'll be with Seokjin and OC eating popcorn! I am loving the developments being made. And I can see where the Positively Yours vibes trickle in 😊

Yuna made Oc’s first grey hair appear, I’m sure 😂 and oh god, just IMAGINING those two together is giving me a headache lmao! Thank you for reading! 

@lookhere-2seok replied: yuna is a menace!! 😭😭😭 this was such a great chapter!! seokjin and oc are so smitten for each other, it’s so cute 🥺 can’t wait to keep reading ! 🤍

Thank you so much for reading 🥺💖

@majamarantha replied: Am I bad thinking Yoongi can do something about that? 😏 Seokjin, my man.. you are too slow!! Hahahaa can't wait for the next chapter

JDHJSHJ why would you say that?! That would be so evil of me (and OC!!!) Thank you for reading and for giving me a good laugh 😂

@hamsterclaw reblogged and said: I love this! I love all the amazing and funny supportive characters and the wonderful MC. It’s amusing and so so warm and lovely to read. 

Ahh, thank you! I’m so happy you’re enjoying the story <3 

@purest-expressionofgrief reblogged and said: i love them. i love oc and seokjin and all the supporting characters so much. but man THAT BREAST MILK SCENE 💀💀💀

That breast mile scene was for all the lactation anons 😂😂 Thank you, I’m so happy you’re enjoying! 

@munirecs reblogged and said: hawt dawg im so into this couple ,, EYE wanna be glob so bad stfu rn 🤡love how comfortable they’re getting w each other and how their lives are falling into place ,, meeting each others friends, bonding but also,, daily life, etc… it all feels so subtle and real 🫶🏻JUNGKOOK TRULY IS MY UNI WET DREAM U R SOOOO LOUD FOR THAT ONE JORDAN!!!! nd oc being h0rny 🥺🥺🥺 dick her down DISRESPECTFULLY MR SEOKJIN IDC IDC IDCCCCCC 

DICK HER DOWN DISRESPECTFULLY 😭😭😂😂 I’m sure he’ll get that chance soon enough....... and lmao! Jungkook really is everyone’s past uni self’s wet dream 🤧😮‍💨 Thank you for reading!! 

@purpuravm reblogged and said: I'm with Yuna, this is the real slow burn 😭Anyway, I love their interactions, they're so into each other 🥺, but made sad noticed how Yoongi knows that y/n is in love with Seokjin. Btw, I love Yuna, she made laugh a lot 😂

I adore slow burn so much 🤧 I feel for Yoongi, but he’ll be okay, I promise!! And I’m happy you love Yuna, she’s great lol 

@jjungcookie​ reblogged and said: This chapter too was amazing. Yuna really needs to stop trying to set the mc up it isn't working😂 Jin by the way is amazing, I love him. He is respectable and sweet and with the things the mc and yuna do to him he has seen everything he possibly could hahaha. I can't wait to see what more you have prepared for us❣️

Yuna is TERRIBLE at it. I don’t know what her goal is 🤣 and I feel like Jin doesn’t bat an eyelid at Yuna’s behaviour because he has his own male version (i.e Jungkook LOL) Thank you for reading! 

@rj-moon​ reblogged and said: The amount of times I’ve had to stop reading because I was getting so flustered. Justice for yn going through her maybe she’s just horny or maybe Seokjin is just too damn fine phase. When he’s literally avoiding yns advances at all costs had me ON THE FLOOR. I seriously melted when he was trying to explain why he doesn’t want to screw things up with sex. He wants everything, her, glob, the life with them so bad he’s willing to just suffer a stiffy. I would do anything for this man. Ty for making me fall in love with yet another fictional characterization of Kim mf seokjin. 

“maybe she’s just horny or maybe Seokjin is just too damn fine” sums it up perfectly! Which one is it?? probably both 😩 and LMAO “suffer a stiffy”. He’s suffered sO many 😭 Thank you for reading, so happy you’re enjoying 💕 

[yandere-daze]

AHHHHHHH OHMYGOSH I LIVE!!!!! ANON 🍡 IS ALIVE!!! DAZE SHAKES U BY UR SHOULDERS ITS BEEN SO LONGG WAHH HOW ARE YOU???? ive been so busy with catching up on all of my school works that i havent been able to open tumblr at all AND THEN I COME BACK TO SO MANY SELF AWARE FOOD KSJDJD THE FOOD IS GOOD 🙏🙏🙏 i literally just skimmed thru the masterlist and WOAH. /POS

also ive only read ur reply to my ask now so sorry abt that! but i do agree with stippling being rlly short.. ironically its not even the shortest song 😭 its like on the middle of the list when u sort the songs in the wiki page from shortest to longest and that really just made me question everything like. HOW?? it just passes by in a flash i dont understand 😭

AND YES TWST!!!! TWST MY BELOVED!!! HAVE U SEEN THE NEW BIRTHDAY SET DAZE. HAVE U. HAVE U SEEN JAMILS BDAY CARD. HE. HE IS SO GORGEOUS. WHHHWHWH WHEN JAMIL.

(okay thats all I HOPE YOU DONT MIND ME POPPING BACK INTO UR INBOX AGAIN FHFHHFJ)

Omg welcome back 🍡 anon, it really has been a long time since I´ve last heard of you! Yeah, there has been a lot of new stuff for the self-aware AU, mainly stemming from the fact that I tried to write as much as I could before I would have to go working and have way less time. I can only imagine how overwhelming it must have felt to look at that masterlist after coming back dnfsl

And I know right?? like realistically speaking I know that there are definitely shorter songs but it just feels so fast! Maybe it´s because I just love the song so much so it doesn´t feel long when I´m playing it? Or because the last few seconds of the song are only a slow instrumental? Idk, there´s some weird stuff happening with Stippling. I notice that the songs keep getting longer the more we get. Like have you seen the new Alkaloid song, Vermillion? The mv is 2:50 minutes, like holy shit that´s long. The full version of Believe 4 leaves is 3 minutes 😭 That song is way too short btw, like if you agree. Like the full version is barely longer than the game version! It´s the best Alkaloid song imo and it´s a shame we got so little of it

AND YES OMG I SAW! I really love the new theme we have for the 3rd birthday cards, Jamil looks so good in those wizard robes, I´m very excited for all of the future birthday cards we´re going to get! Only the first card has been revealed so far but I think this might turn out to be my favorite line of birtday cards, I just think the groovy looks really good! Don´t get me wrong, I loved the jackets we got for the second line of birthday cards but for some reason I wasn´t too fond of the groovied versions? Like they were fun and silly but it´s not the kind of cute/ pretty I would normally pull for? Idk if I´m making sense here

[happinessinkpop]

What Do I Do? - Cha Hakyeon Fiction

Characters: Hakyeon, Minhyuk (BTOB)

Summary: Hakyeon and Minhyuk meet for coffee and have a serious conversation.

Cross posted to AO3.

A/N: this is purely fiction... Take it with a grain of salt y'all.

Hakyeon walked down the quiet alleyway, with the sun beaming on him in force; but why did he feel like he was walking to his death sentence? Because he was meeting with Minhyuk, that’s why. Don’t get him wrong, he loved meeting up with his friends, and they always had him feeling better after a long day… Minhyuk though… Minhyuk could pinpoint his troubles without even trying. He also knew that there was a reason Minhyuk had asked to meet up for coffee.

The coffee shop slowly came into view and no matter how slow he was walking, the front door kept appearing faster. With a deep breath, he pushed the door open to the jingling of bells, in hopes that Minhyuk wasn’t there yet. Unfortunately, luck wasn’t on his side today, as he noticed his friend sitting in the far corner, away from all the windows.

“Hey Minhyuk-ah...”

“Cha Hakyeon! I haven’t seen you in forever!” Minhyuk exclaimed as he pulled Hakyeon into a quick hug. Hakyeon wanted to apologise for being so busy, but he realised that being in the same industry as each other, Minhyuk would probably understand what his schedule is like.

“What would you like to drink? It’s my treat today,” Minhyuk asked him with a smile.

“You’re smiling a lot today,” Hakyeon mused as he too returned the smile.

“Aish... is it a crime to smile??”

“No, it’s not. But I don’t remember seeing you smile so much when it’s just us,” Minhyuk pondered in all seriousness for a moment, before he broke into a smile again and a small giggle left his lips.

“That’s because I missed you!” he said in his cute voice, his one finger reached out to boop Hakyeon on the nose. Hakyeon wriggled his nose in distaste and pretended to throw up at how cute Minhyuk was being.

“Are you going to be cute this entire time? Because if you are, I’m leaving...” he joked, ready to stand up and walk.

“Wait! Please don’t go, I’ll stop...” Minhyuk laughed and Hakyeon shook his head in disbelief. Minhyuk got up to make their order and by the time he got back, Hakyeon was on his phone, going through his calendar. Their drinks soon arrived, and their conversation turned serious.

“So... How’s everything going?” it was a general question; vague at best, but Hakyeon knew where this conversation was going.

“Everything’s going good,” his answer vague as well, his eyes more concentrated on his drink than his friend.

“Hakyeon-ah... how are you doing?” he paused at the question. When was the last time he asked himself that? Too long it seemed.

He looked up at Minhyuk and he was met with soft eyes. One that told him he was cornered either way he answered.

“You know, back then when I looked at you, I thought... ‘wahh, he’s so strong willed, and a leader too... I wonder if I can be as strong as him one day’. I still think you’re strong willed...but Hakyeon-ah... it’s okay to let go sometimes. Nobody expects you to be 100% all the time...” Hakyeon took a shaky breath and before he knew it, he was pouring his heart out to Minhyuk.  

“Things were better when we were all together... my brain found it easier to keep track of them all. Even when we weren’t living in the dorm anymore, I could still keep up with their schedules and know where to find them if I needed them for anything... But ever since...” Hakyeon let the sentence die out, not sure what to say next. So much has happened since and he wasn’t certain that he could put them all in words that Minhyuk could understand.  

Can he understand...?  

“So many things have happened in the past few years, and I don’t even know where to begin. I want to still be there for them but it’s not the same anymore... I think we’ve drifted apart. Minhyuk-ah... what if I’m losing them?” a sad sigh left Minhyuk’s lips, he had never seen Hakyeon so down before, even when they were both starting out in the idol business.

“Have you tried talking to them? Or getting together for dinner?” Minhyuk suggested with a hint of hope in his voice.  

“I’m scared that when we get together, things would be so tense and awkward... what if we sit for five minutes then we just want to, run??” Minhyuk could tell Hakyeon was teetering on the edge of crying and hearing his friend so distressed made him upset. He reached out to hold Hakyeon’s hand in his.  

“Hakyeon-ah... you won’t know what’s going to happen if you don’t try it. You don’t even have to go out, just invite them over and be honest with them. They’ve been with you for so many years and they understand you more than anybody else, I’m sure they’ll be able to talk it out with you. They’re your brothers...” Hakyeon looked at him with unshed tears in his eyes.  

“What did you do?”

“Well... Eunkwang brought us together, and we had a night just us, having an adult conversation about everything and we all had a chance to say how we felt. We made sure that the kids didn’t bottle things up...”  

Silence befell them.  

“But Hakyeon-ah... what we did might not be what’s best for you and your group. Why don’t you try and rely on them a bit more this time...?”  

“Will you be there if I need you?” Hakyeon was still unsure about what he wanted to do next or if he was strong enough to figure it out. His mind and heart were on different pages, and he had a hard time trying to decipher any of the jumble going through.  

“Of course I will, and Eunkwang will there be there too if I explain it to him... we’re all still here for you guys, just like all the years before,”  

“Thanks, Minyuk-ah...”

[heylookitsyc]

Grape Juice

Pairing: Diluc Ragnvindr x Reader

Game: Genshin Impact

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: After a long day, Diluc wants nothing more than to come home to you and his son. Usually you’re there to greet him when he arrives home, but this time you’re nowhere to be seen. Where could the two of you have gone?

Warning(s): None

Note: I don’t know if this has been done yet but it was a cute idea ( ´ ▿ ` ) Diluc is so cool wahh

Story is down below!

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“How unusual…” Diluc murmured.

His boots created a dull sound that echoed throughout the hallway as he walked, his fingers mindlessly adjusting his gloves. The mansion was strangely quiet; though he would’ve had no problem with that in the past, ever since you came into his life the place was usually a lot more lively.

The faint sound of laughter suddenly registered in his ears, and he stopped walking. It was your laugh, accompanied with some muffled speech. Another voice was heard, this time a bit higher in pitch, and Diluc recognized it as his son’s. 

The two of you were in the bedroom, he realized, and he found himself walking once more to see what was going on.

~

You didn’t hear the bedroom door creak open, nor did you take notice of your husband’s arrival.

“I know you’re excited, sweetheart, but calm down,” you said, shaking your head. You had a glass of grape juice in your hand, the other gently holding the small of your son’s back. The both of you were sitting on the edge of the bed. “You’ll spill the juice you worked so hard to make.”

Your son stared up at you with hopeful eyes, shining their brilliant red color that you had grown so used to seeing. “Do you think Dad will like it?” He held a grape juice of his own. 

“I’m sure he will,” you said softly, your hand moving to brush through his (h/c) hair. “You made this with so much love and effort.”

“Do you like it, Mom?”

“I do!” you exclaimed. You lifted your glass with a bright smile to emphasize your words. “Don’t tell your dad this, but” -you leaned in close to your son’s ear, your voice lowering a bit- “I think I like this better than his grape juice.”

“I find that rather offensive.”

Upon hearing his father’s voice, your son leapt up from the bed. “Dad!”

Diluc approached the two of you, looking unamused with your comment. With a sheepish look, you held the grape juice out to him.

“Sorry, honey,” you apologized. “But give the drink a taste, and then maybe you’ll agree with me.”

Your husband seated himself next to you, his arm wrapping around your waist as he took the glass of juice.

Diluc stared at the drink for a few seconds before lifting the glass to his lips, taking a long drink from it. It didn’t take long for him to finish the entire thing, a small sigh leaving his mouth once he finished.

Your son looked nervous, big eyes filled with a mixture of both impatience and curiosity. “So? What do you think?”

“I think…”

A smile formed on your husband’s lips, surprising the both of you.

“... that this is some of the best grape juice that I have ever tasted,” he finished.

Your son let out an excited cheer, and Diluc couldn’t help but chuckle at this. You gave a small laugh of your own, and you leaned in to rest your head on your husband’s shoulder.

“I told you,” you said. “Your son has a talent when it comes to making grape juice.”

“Indeed he does,” Diluc said. He kissed the top of your head, moving his hand so that it was now resting on your shoulder. “Perhaps I should start selling this instead of wine.”

“I don’t think Kaeya would enjoy that very much.”

Your husband let out a sound of annoyance at the mention of his brother, yet he didn’t say anything.

The both of you watched as your son finished his cheering, now standing in front of you as he excitedly talked about the different juices he planned to make from now on. He would occasionally pause to take a drink of his juice; it was a miracle that none of it had spilled yet.

You glanced up at Diluc, who was looking at your son attentively. Though his smile was gone, it was clear to see in his eyes that he was quite content.

Seeing that he had placed his glass aside, you took the opportunity to take his hand into yours. Your husband looked momentarily surprised, turning to look at you as if to silently ask if you needed something.

“I didn’t get a chance to say this earlier,” you said quietly, “but welcome home. You look exhausted… is there anything I can do for you?”

You felt him squeeze your hand in response, and the feeling of his lips pressing against your forehead was enough to bring a smile onto your face.

“Having the two of you here with me is more than enough, my love.”

~

The day finished with the three of you in bed, Diluc quietly telling you about his day and sipping on another glass of grape juice as your son slept between the two of you.