#I should probably sleep soon too it's 1am

[hiddenspriings]

Sneak peak of a little house I'm currently working on (once again in Sunset Valley)

[unsolvedjarin]

Thinking about a kimi x fem! Driver! Reader who is basically the female version of Sebastian, where the fic is kimi and the reader doing a challenge for Ferraris channel, the reader being a bit of a know it all, and kimi just not caring

You can choose if it’s romantic or platonic:) thank you!

FERRARI AND CHINESE FOOD

pairing: (kimi raikkonen x ferrari driver! reader)

summary: ferrari has a sunshine driver and an iceman driver partake in a challenge for their youtube channel. thankfully, the sun can melt ice.

note: its 1am sorry i have no comprehensive thoughts this is a bit bad but have it anyways i am proud i made this with less than 5 hours of sleep. okay enjoy anon!!!!

content warning: my grammar at 1am

“Another one,” Kimi groans, throwing himself onto the couch in his room.

“Oh come on it’s not that bad,” you say with a grin, closing the door behind the both of you so no one could come in. You’re sure if Kimi had to talk to another person from the media he might explode. “Besides, this next one is the last one for today.”

“For today,” he emphasizes, groaning into a throw pillow once more. You’d both been doing media duties for Ferrari all day, and while it was tiring, you would say some of them had been fun and enjoyable. Although, evidently not for your teammate.

“Cheer up Kimi, it’ll be over soon,” you smile, sitting on the edge of the couch where he was laying down. You sigh, knowing the one thing that would get him to cooperate. “Dinner will be on me after.”

That grabs his attention, slightly pulling himself up and looking at you. “You mean that?”

“God you’re like a child I have to bribe,” you tease, yet with no malice. “Yes, I mean that.” You loved spending time with Kimi, and whenever there were media duties you both always had food afterwards. It was like a reward of sorts.

“Where d’ya wanna go?” Kimi mumbles, laying down on his side and resting his head on his hand. He was staring straight at you, waiting for a response. You think he looked pretty like this.

Smiling at him, you take your hand and run it through his hair softly, unable to help yourself. You would never normally do this, but you barely got moments alone during media week. Kimi grumbles but doesn’t stop you, you knew he always secretly liked it. “I dunno, what’re you up for?”

“Mmm…” he nuzzles into your hand a bit more, “Maybe chinese. I would enjoy some dumplings right now.”

“We can get Chinese then.”

Before you could have another moment of peace, however, a PR agent walked in the room to remind you that your next shoot was in ten minutes. You quickly pulled your hand away and Kimi sat up hastily, trying to fix up his hair. You give the agent an awkward thumbs up, hoping he got the message to leave.

“Okay, you’re right, this incessant filming is a bit tiring,” you say the second the door closes.

“Told you,” he simply replies. You pout in return, slumping your form beside him. He thought you looked so cute like this. Holding your cheek, he kisses your forehead, your nose, then your mouth, making you scrunch up your face. He chuckles, at least he made you feel a bit better.

“I should probably get ready for the shoot. You good here?” You ask, getting up from the couch. Kimi hums a yes, but doesn’t let go of your hand. “I’m not sure if you’re aware, Kimi, but you will have to let go of my hand so I can get to my room.”

He looks at you with puppy eyes for a second before reluctantly letting go, deciding to lay back down on the couch.

“You’re not gonna get ready?”

Kimi shakes his head, eyes already closed ready for a five minute nap. You scoff softly at him, before heading for the door. “I love you.”

“Love you too,” he mumbles. Kimi was not a man of many words by any means, but he would always utter those back to you. Smiling to yourself, you shut the door and get ready for the shoot.

“So this is how the challenge goes: you have to compete with each other on who knows your fellow drivers and each other the best, and of course, most points win. You’ll write your answers on a whiteboard so there’ll be no cheating.” The interviewer behind the camera explains. You nod, giving her a signal that you were ready for them to start filming. Kimi sat beside you on a couch, his face not showing any emotions whatsoever. Looks like you would be doing the heavy lifting on this shoot today.

They snap the check in front of the camera, and the interviewer asks the first question. “Starting with something simple, who on the grid has the most wins?”

“Oh, easy.” you mumble, writing your answer down on your board. Kimi wrote his answer in silence, not talking even when he finished.

“Done?”

You nod, both you and Kimi showing your boards. Lewis Hamilton.

“Easy enough, next question! Who was Y/N’s idol growing up?”

“Aha! You should know this, I told you about it before!” you exclaim, poking Kimi. He grunts, “Not fair, she knows her own idol of course.”

“Sorry, the question wasn’t finished. For Y/N, who was Kimi's idol growing up?” The girl adds.

Oh. Your smile drops as you look to the man beside you who, for the first time in any of the shoots you did today, showed emotion by grinning wickedly at you. “You should get this, I told you about it before,” he teases, echoing your own words. You think for a second before writing down a guess of an answer.

“Time’s up! Can you both please show your boards.”

You reveal yours first, the words Ayrton Senna scribbled down on it. Looking at the man beside you for confirmation, he shakes his head.

“Awh no way! Who’s your idol then?”

Kimi shrugs his shoulders, not answering your question. He didn’t even give Ferrari an answer for that one. He looks at his own empty board for a second before jotting down an answer he’s sure is wrong, but he’s also sure as hell is funny.

Turning his board around, you see Kimi Raikkonen written down with a smiley face beside it. You snigger loudly before replying, “Sure it is bud. In your dreams, maybe.”

“Unfortunately, that is incorrect, Kimi.” The interviewer calls out.

“Go figure,” he mumbles wryly, making you grin even wider.

“No, his answer is correct.” You joke, trying to tease him even more. He gives you a look but you simply keep your sly grin. He decides to drop it, after all he at least made you smile. That in itself deserves a point.

The questions went on for a while, before they got to the harder ones. “Okay, amping it up a notch, who won the 1985 World Championship?”

“Woah, that escalated quickly,” you exclaim, pausing to think for a second.

So far the score was 4-1 for you and Kimi respectively, as he really wasn’t trying at all. You’re pretty sure he could’ve gotten the question about what year Fernando Alonso came into F1 right if he cared. Jotting your answer down to the current question, you see Kimi from your peripheral vision trying to take a peek of your board.

“Hey!” you smack him lightly with your board, “Cheater.”

He smirks, trying to block your second hit. “Wasn’t cheating.”

You continue writing your answer but this time hiding it from Kimi, keeping it as close to your chest as possible. He looks at you for a second as if planning something before going back to write on his own board. Well– he pretends to write something, but you can see him just drawing a star in the corner of his board.

“What’re you planning?” You mumble. Kimi simply shrugs his shoulders, but you can see the slight grin playing on his lips. Locking in your answer, you feel the couch shift slightly to your left. Kimi inched a little closer without you sensing it. He notices your side eye and realizes it’s now or never, and tries to tackle you to see your board.

You shriek, attempting to hide your board from him by sliding down the sofa, to no avail. Your reaction was too slow and he was already on your side of the couch. You were giggling helplessly at this point, unable to contain your joy. Opening your eyes that you didn’t notice you closed, you’re met with a large smile, your teammate proud of himself.

“Get off of me Raikkonen!” You exclaim, using his last name for emphasis. You try to shove him off but he stays solid slightly on top of you, still pretending to try and take a peek of your board. You knew he didn’t give a damn about those answers anymore.

“Say please,” he mutters, still smirking. You truly didn’t know what had gotten into him.

“Please get off of me, you bastard.”

In truth Kimi didn’t want to, he enjoyed seeing your face scrunch up under him with a laugh. He had forgotten about the cameras a long time ago– they weren’t important to him. He just liked seeing you smile. Still, he knew the faster they finished this challenge the faster he could get some alone time with you.

He finally concedes and moves back to his spot on the couch, fixing his hair and going back to writing his answer as if nothing happened. You sit up straight, fix your shirt, and do the same. The crew looked confused, feeling like they saw something that they shouldn’t have. You didn’t care, though. If anyone asked you would just say what you always did, that physical touch was your love language with friends. It wasn’t necessarily a lie, except for the fact that Kimi wasn’t just a friend.

The interviewer clears her throat before speaking up again, “Okay– uh– answers?”

“Prost, of course.” You answer with a smile. You loved studying the history of Formula One. Even though you couldn’t see, Kimi gave you the softest look he has in a while. He loved how you genuinely lit up whenever something you liked came up.

“And you, Kimi?” The interviewer asks, making the man snap out of his moment of adoration.

Kimi flips his board, a Lewis Hamilton written on it. The interviewer shakes her head but continues, “I’m sure that’s a gag answer b—”

“Is it?” Kimi butts in.

“I’m sorry?”

“Is it a gag answer?”

You shove Kimi softly on his side, “Don’t mess with her like that!”

He chuckles, before raising his hands in defeat. “Whatever you say.”

The rest of the game moves pretty quick, save for a quick argument between you and Kimi on what Sebastian’s favorite track was. As you both leave the set, you give Kimi a sneaky grin. “Bold move earlier.”

“Hmm?”

“Doing all that tackling in front of the camera. I thought you were the one who said we should be discreet. You definitely gave Ferrari a lot of bonus content. I’m sure they’ll cut it out though.”

“Ehh,” Kimi shrugs, not replying for a good while as you both walk out the Ferrari building and out into the night streets. You knew he was trying to find the right words, trying to figure out how to articulate his thoughts. It was part of the reason why he didn’t like talking so much.

Once outside he wraps his arms around you, a sign that he was finally back in the present and ready to talk. “I just wanted people to know, you know?”

“Know what? That you have a quarterback tackle?”

He chuckles at the recent memory before replying, “No, that I love you.”

You blush, hoping Kimi didn’t see it. He did. You carry on your conversation, “And how exactly did you plan to convey that message when they don’t even know we’re in a relationship?”

“Hey, Sebastian knows.” He argues.

“Seb hardly counts, he practically forced his way into figuring it out.”

Kimi shakes his head, his arms still around you. “And he walked into a room at the wrong time.”

His comment makes you laugh, a soft smile on your face as you turn to face him. “I love you, you know that?”

“Mhm. Love you too. Even if I don’t say it much.”

Your grin grows even larger, leaning up to kiss him. “You don’t have to say, I know.” He kissed you back, and he could feel your smile as he did. He thinks it’s crazy that he’s hidden such a blessing from the world. How you ever loved someone like him, he didn’t know, but he wouldn’t change it for the world.

Pulling away, he gives you a smile that only you get to see. The softest in the world, looking at you as if you were the world. He breaks eye contact to hold your hand, headed towards the chinese restaurant down the road. “Okay, now dumplings.”

[hydrasra]

"I am no god."

SYNOPSIS: keep on insisting that you're no god, maybe they'll understand? unless proven otherwise.

DISCLAIMER: ooc moment duh. NOT BETA NOR PROOFREAD (and probably never will). reader has no gender, matey. gold blood au, don't forget about that. part 3 of NOT FROM THIS WORLD. it's 1am and I should sleep early to fix my sleep schedule but my brain said, "fuck no." probably swearing here and there (asra says after swearing)

TAGGING: @sunsethw4 @neverlandlostchild @code-roevember

iv. THE WIND KNOWS

"yo, tao!" xinyan yelled as soon as she slammed opened the door of the wangsheng funeral parlor while followed by a quiet and smiling yunjin, startling meng, who was on his way to put the documents in his arms down on the director's office and earning a glare from the ferrylady.

zhongli and hu tao were the only one unfazed as they both finished their cup of tea before turning their attention to the two that walked in, "afternoon, how many I help you?"

that earned a frown from her friend, "hey, what's with you being so fo-"

"afternoon to you too, hu tao, mr zhongli and you as well mr meng and ferrylady," yunjin greeted, and was acknowledged by the two before they went on with their work, then hurried over to hu tao and pulling xinyan along, "we came here to ask you something, director."

the only answer she received was a tilt of the head from hu tao and a curious look on her face, "was there a funeral for the impostor?"

zhongli, who was busy pouring himself another cup of tea suddenly stopped and put the teapot down, attention now on yunjin, making her a little uncomfortable though she hid it well, "what impostor?" he asked, watching as she was about to talk but got cut off by xinyan.

"you know, the one that looks like our creator and is said to be claiming to be them according to the qixing," xinyan casually said before leaning on on the director of the yun-han opera troupe who didn't seem to mind.

"I'm sorry, what?!" hu tao gasped, leaning towards her friends with her eyes wide open.

xinyan and yunjin both stayed quiet for a few seconds, staring at her before their gaze went over to zhongli who stared right back, shock written on his normally calm face.

"'m assuming there wasn't."

a few days were now gone in the blink of an eye.

how quickly time flies.

walking through the corridors of the quiet palace with only their footsteps being heard was eerily disturbing to the tianquan and her three (3) most trusted secretaries, despite having the lights seeping in through the curtains of the windows.

however, they kept on walking forward, eager to reach a bedroom.

and once in front of the bedroom they were looking for, ningguang took a deep breath to calm her nerves, her secretaries doing the same, composing themselves before the tianquan knocked on the bedroom doors.

"come in," a voice they are familiar with, that, unfortunately, held no warmth replied.

now liyue's tianquan was hesitant.

seeing this, baixiao, after sending looks of uncertainty at baishi and baiwen, immediately opened the door, slowly, to make ningguang understand that there was no use in being hesitant.

and it helped her in recollecting her thoughts and composure.

once the doors were opened just enough to let the four of them in, they all simultaneously took a step inside and looked at the figure slouched on a chair by the window.

"greetings," ningguang bowed, "we come bearing news.

the figure slowly turned around, eyes showing now signs of emotions, making the tianquan falter for the second time in under less than a couple of minutes.

"I have received a response back from sumeru, the impostor has been captured and dealt with as per your orders."

"oh my!" happiness was evident in their tone, "you should have started with that as soon as you walked in, ningguang!" the warmth was back, though it wasn't what ningguang was used to. this warmth felt... fake.

fabricated.

she brushed that aside.

"finally, we can make my grand reveal come to reality!" they sighed dreamily, lost in their own world, "I was worried about that impostor! I'm so delighted that it's been done and dealt with~"

they stood up and twirled around, before going to stand in front of the four (4) ladies. all looking at them with small, gentle smiles.

"our plan was put to a sudden halt but now," they giggled, "it can keep on carrying!"

the person in front of the liyue qixing grinned.

with your face.

sudden thunder could be heard in the distance.

the tsaritsa could care less about whether the one that got captured was the real creator or simply an imitation.

though her only regret was not being able to find the 'impostor' and form an alliance with them to throw the whole of teyvat off balance. having them under her protection after claiming that they were the 'real' creator would have meant putting all six nations into shambles and for her to have them at the tip of her fingers.

though the thoughts of that 'impostor' being the true creator did come to mind. even so, that would have been a win-win situation for her. she reveled in her small fantasy.

both at the fact that the real creator would have trusted her more than the ones that would, in their words, "bend celestia" in order "befriend" the creator and to bring justice to their name but cannot discern the real from the fake and the fact that she would fave had them in her palms either way.

"a shame," her voice broke the silence as she walked away from the window she has been gazing out of, heels clicking on the solid ice flooring of her palace. the sound reverberating off the crystal-looking walls.

sumeru had way more details compared to what technology could show you, you noted. many more birds than just finches, pigeons and parrots. a few weird creatures oddly ressembling chimpanzees and what not dangling on trees, even daring to walk on the roofs of houses.

it was... fascinating.

no titles were ever used in your presence when lumine's with you.

she didn't believe in any gods after all, even you. she saw you as a friend, someone who had helped her when she needed it the most.

you have made it clear that you aren't anyone's creator nor a god, especially to lumine. most people were the ones that kept on calling you by such imposing titles that it made you lose all hopes of making them understand.

once people started using your actual name more and more, making the use of 'your' title sparse, only used by those that were seeing you for the first time or knew you not, it felt... better.

it has been a month since nahida has made a public announcement that you were their creator. it also has been a month of no sleeping and yet not feeling tired, though, fear not: lumine did not sleep as well. in her words, "the nights and days of teyvat are shorts. shorter than what they are back home."

and once the announcement was made, everything changed.

many came to you to seek for blessings.

others came to seek for forgiveness for their sins, whatever they may be.

few came to ask for you to heal their illnesses.

those were always harder to deal with... at first.

the first time it happened, a couple came to you while you were on a stroll alone through the city, wanting to see it with your own eyes and not through a screen, came to you while sobbing. they told you about how their youngest son was severely ill. they begged you to heal their son, crying and bowing to the ground in fron of you.

you knew you could do nothing, you had no power.

yet you asked them to take you to their son.

and once their, you could only think that there was no saving him. the poor child was whimpering in pain while sweating a lot. tugging and turning on his bed.

you couldn't bare to see it but you approaches his bed nonetheless and knelt down besides him.

"hey, buddy," you whispered, gently taking his small hand in your own.

"I'm sorry you're suffering," another whisper, "I wish I could help you," and an attempt at a gentle smile.

the boy turned to look at you, eyes wide in admiration as he saw your figure.

from his perspective, you assumed you looked like a mere creepy stranger.

how wrong you were.

he looked at you in fascination as your eyes seemed to hold the stars within them and your gentle yet teary smile made him feel warm. so farm that he almost reveled in it.

you could only leave a gentle kiss on the back of his tiny hand and he giggled, making his parents gasp in shock.

and when you left, telling them to prepare for the worst, you felt crushed.

what could you do?

you were no god after all.

they came to find you at the house of surasthana the next day.

seeing them was too soon for you and you had to mentally brace yourself for their spiteful comments that were surely to come after you could not save their little boy.

though it never came.

instead, they cried tears of joy, bowing repeatedly at your feet, thanking you.

"what are you thanking me for?"

"your grace!" the husband exclaimed as nahida walked through the entrance, "our son was saved! thank you! thank you so much!"

the wife repeated the same words as her husband.

the archon of wisdom watched from afar, smiling warmly.

you were confused.

they left soon after, crying still and saying 'thank you's as well as promising to spread the word that you're a kind divine being.

"how did you heal their son, [name]?" the archon asked as soon as they left, making her way over to your confused form.

"I..." at a lost for words, you looked at the tiny archon, "I didn't... I don't..."

nahida softly smiled, "maybe you have healing powers?"

you violently shook your head, "no... no! I don't," you paused after trailing off, head down and looking at your trembling hands, "do I? but..." your voice trembled, "I am no god..."

the sound of doors opening could be heard, then running footsteps and the doors closing back up.

"[name]! nahida! wanderer!" paimon yelled as soon as she got closer.

nahida gently grabbed your hands after telling paimon and a panting lumine to stay quiet and wait as you were not feeling okay, and gently rubbed circles with her tiny hands on the back of your hands.

whatever she was doing, seemed to help.

and after running in looking panicked, seeing you like that made the travelling companions even more distressed though they stayed quiet.

nahida nodded at the traveler once and, somehow, lumine understood.

she approached you slowly before gently wrapping her arms around you, prompting you to do the same thing to her.

"you're all right, [name]. whatever it is that you need answers to, we will all help," her voice was gentle, "whatever it is that got you feeling uneasy, you're not alone to face it," she didn't know what happened to you prior to her and paimon barging in but those words felt right to be said to you.

the news that they have acquired while in mondstadt can wait.

your wellbeing came first.

you could only sniffle as you hugged her tightly.

nahida soon joined in, hugging your leg.

whereas paimon hugged your head.

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hellooo thank you all for the amazing support on this sudden idea turned series(?) story of mine.

if you have any questions about anything I have in mind for this series(?) go ahead and ask, my asks are open

if you wish to be tagged, let me know tho I'm not going to be tagging more than 30 people. already at 3 so far

and the next part might be the last part or at least a chapter before the last one, for now(!!!) at least as I want fontaine to come out before I even progress even further with this story.

yk, for spice ☺️

that and I can better understand where to orient this thing 🧍🏾‍♀️

(bet people think I have everything planned out for the entirety of this series but I do not. I just write on a whim and follow the flow my brain has set)

JUST LETTING YOU ALL KNOW, IF I FIND OUT SOMEONE STOLE/REWROTE MY STORY OR CHANGED UP A FEW THINGS AND IS CLAIMING IT AS THEIR OWN, THERE WILL NO LONGER BE UPDATES

and I hope that, if it does or did happen, you will let me know privately. people who steal other's original works deserves no exposure.

[atom-writings]

I'd love to see the main 8 in Hetalia coming home to their so passed out while reading a book. Extra points if the so is plus sized please! And btw your cat is ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE!!!(I have 2 tuxedo kitties myself named Italy and Romano). Please and thank you!!!

(Main 7? x Reader) Coming home to their sleeping S/O!

(Gender Neutral) Scenarios ~ A/N omg!!! kitties!!! send pics sometime!!! Btw thank u for ur continued support i know youve been here for a while and i appreciate it :3 (ALSO I DIDNT DO CHINA IM SORRY ITS 1AM AUUUGH)

Trigger Warning: None, just Fluff!

As soon as you got home, Alfred could tell something was off. Although it wasn't every day that you would run to greet him, he could count on at least a loud “Hey!” from across his home. But when he set his bags down from work, he heard no such thing.

Immediately, he tried to recall the morning you had spent together. Unluckily for him, it was nothing but a blur. You had... been there. He remembered that for sure, but if you had said something about being busy, he couldn't recall.

But that must be what had happened. Maybe he should set his alarms earlier, he concluded. But as for now, surely you would return home soon. There was nothing he could do about it, so he might as well enjoy his time alone.

So, like a child, his immediate instinct was to tear off his stiff work clothes, now wearing nothing but his boxers and a t-shirt (If anyone saw him through the window, well, that's nothing but a gift to them,) And like that, he pranced around the home doing his daily routine. Putting away his newly acquired paperwork, washing the dishes before dinner, and putting his suit away in the closet. Or well, that is what he was going to do, before he opened the bedroom door to you, fast asleep.

You were splayed out across the bed, your book still clasped tightly even as your chubby chest rose and fell. He sighed to himself, smiling softly and looking at you like one would look at a long-lost lover.

Well, clearly you had had a tiring day. It would be rude of him to wake you up now, he thought. He would rather do so later, after he's made a dinner both of you would adore.

Arthur didn't like quiet houses. It always made him nervous. Probably paranoia left over from back in the days when you would have to constantly fear for your life. But that justification didn't help. His fear remained, which is why he was so excited to have you move in with him. With you, there would always be a faint, friendly presence. But today, when he returned home from work, he couldn't help feeling unnerved.

Although you weren't spontaneous by any means, it wasn't out of the ordinary for you to suddenly disappear, off to do god knows what. It wasn't a habit Arthur particularly enjoyed, but he loved you despite it. And because you loved him too, you would at least usually leave a text message. But he had received none.

Just to be sure, he pulled out his phone and checked again. Nothing.

Well, he was dismayed, to say the least. But you wouldn't be gone long, he knew that for sure. Now all he had to do... was wait.

So he wandered into the living room, setting his briefcase down by the door before he jumped back. His breath hitched in his throat as he suddenly saw you, laying on the couch.

Clutching a hand to his chest to catch his breath, he approached quickly. But then he noticed the soft, almost unnoticeable smile on your face... the one you always wore while resting in his home. Slowly, he crouched down beside you, caressing your cheek while you slept. How adorable.

He was a lucky man, he thought to himself. He was very fortunate to be able to come home to this sight.

It was an exhausting day, to say the least. First, he was late to work, then he had to actually do his work, and then on the way home, traffic was the worst he's seen in months. So when he stumbled into his apartment, all he wanted was to see your wonderful face... and also maybe a cup of tea.

Which, when he looked around the flat, he was almost greeted by. Through the windowed doors to his balcony, he merely saw the end of your legs, propped up on an old metal chair.

“Mon ange?” He calls out to you, walking towards the balcony with a smirk.

When you didn't respond, he asked again louder, “Y/N?”

For a moment, he felt dread creeping up his spine, before he rounded the corner to see you. Fast asleep, with your book laid against your chest as you snored.

He couldn't help but chuckle to himself. It seems you had the same idea he had. As slowly as possible, as to not wake you from your peaceful slumber, he pulled up a chair from inside right next to you. As he sat down, he kept looking over to you, a loving smile upon his face even as his eyes began to weigh more and more.

“Y/N, my love!” Ivan calls out as soon as he enters your shared home.

“Крошка? Where are you?“ He continues, as he begins wandering through the house in search of you. But as he entered more rooms, only to hear no response, his blood began to grow colder.

You had said you would be home when he got home, yet you were nowhere to be found yet. You rarely didn't respond to his calls either, so needless to say, your out-of-character behaviour was beginning to frighten him.

Had you lied? He searched the living room. Had there been an emergency? He searched the kitchen. Had you been taken? He searched the office. Had something horrible happened? He searched the bedroom- Oh.

As he burst into the bedroom, the door being moments from slamming into the wall, all his worries were eased. He grabbed the door to silence it before stepping forward and sitting on the edge of the bed. Before him, you were curled up tightly around your book, your breathing soft and rhythmic.

“Как драгоценный…” he whispered to himself before crawling next to you. As he looked upon your sleeping face, he felt his heart doing somersaults. Well, if you weren't conscious to protest, there was no reason he couldn't watch your lovely face until you awoke.

Feliciano was not a working man. He had realized that within his first 30 years of life, and the last 3,000 had only cemented it. All he wanted to do when he dragged himself home to you was curl up in your lap and cry his stresses away. So when you told him you would meet him at home after work, he was quick to rush home (breaking countless traffic laws in his wake,) to meet you.

But when he reached home, only to not immediately see or hear you, he couldn't help flopping flat onto the floor. Dust and dirt be damned. He was goddamn tired, and there he would lay until you came home to see him. Or well, that's what he thought, until before he heard your soft snores coming from the living room. Lucky, considering he was about to start snoring himself and drown you out.

Reluctantly, he peeled himself off the floor and stumbled over to the living room. There, you were out cold on his old couch, still holding the book you had been telling him all about just the day before.

Adorable, was his first thought. Seeing you all peaceful, your chubby body relaxed on his couch. You really trusted him and his home that much? Amazing.

But then he started feeling jealous. He wanted to take a nap too! How long had you been here, relaxing while he had been working? Well, working was a pretty big stretch, but still! You were so lucky. But it's his couch, and you're his partner, so he was going to cuddle up against you and nap too, regardless of whether he woke you up in the process or not.

When he had given you a key to his residence, Ludwig had really not expected you to use it as much as you had. But it seemed that every other day, he would return from whatever he had been doing to find you in his home, doing whatever. You had said something about even mundane things being more fun when you were with him. A sentiment he could understand at least a little, considering he wasn't one to complain about your presence. It comforted him just as much as it did you, even if he was afraid to admit it.

So when he returned home from the grocery store to find your shoes laid next to his, he wasn't surprised in the slightest. He just simply sighed and continued his day, quickly putting away his groceries.

“Y/N, how long have you been here?” He asks casually from the kitchen after he sees your figure laying on his couch. No response, but maybe you had your earbuds in. It's no matter.

But when he finishes his task and walks over, he instantly realizes you were asleep. It was the first time this had happened... and he really didn't know what to do.

He sat on the coffee table across from you, staring at you intensely as he was deep in thought. Would it be rude to wake you? Would it be weird to let you keep sleeping in his apartment? God, he really wishes he could call Feliciano right now... but no! He knows you better, and he'll figure this out by himself. Even... even if it takes him a few minutes of pacing to decide.

But after he's finished sweating, he lets you keep sleeping. You must've needed it, and he'd be remiss to take that away from you. Plus, you look cute when you sleep, but he'd never even admit that to himself.

Although Kiku was one of the most anxious people on planet Earth, he never worried when it came to you. That's part of why he liked you so much. It was never stressful, around you, everything came easily to him. So when you hadn't responded to his text telling you he was on his way home, he assumed the best. You were busy, and it meant nothing more than that.

When he arrived at your shared home, he didn't panic when he didn't hear you. He simply decided to go about his normal routine, not searching for you. You would let him know where you were soon, he knew it. But even if it didn't, it was alright.

But when he was bringing his laundry into his bedroom, he was a little shocked to find you laying on your shared bed, still holding your book tightly. Although his heart stopped for a moment, he quickly calmed down. He silently set the basket he was holding down, walking over to you and leaning over the bed. With a gentle touch on the shoulder, he woke you up.

“Silly, you fell asleep...” He teases softly as you start to open your eyes, “Wake up, let's go make dinner together.”

[odxrilove]

☆ 10:47PM

pairing: hoshi (kwon soonyoung) x reader

genre: fluff, comfort, established relationship

warnings: mentions about body, weight and losing weight, insecurities, insecure reader

wc: ~1k

a/n: wrote this at 1am 'cause i couldn't sleep! enjoy :D

the room was filled by screams and yells coming from the anime that was currently playing on the tv, a concentrated hoshi not diverting his eyes from the screen. he suddenly gasped in shock at a random scene, his breath hitting your bare skin as he was laying comfortably with his head in your lap, his cheek squished against your thigh.

while hoshi was still immersed in the show, you had long lost focus and instead had spent the last thirty minutes daydreaming, not paying attention to your boyfriend’s exaggerated reactions.

something had been bothering you for a while now and knowing hoshi, he was probably too invested in the story line to even realize hours had passed so you decided to attract his attention by passing your fingers through his hair, grazing his skin at the nape of his neck.

your boyfriend slowly leaned his head into your palm and wriggled on your shared bed until he was looking at you, his other cheek now being squished against your thigh. he looked up at you with stars in his eyes and a pout on his lips and you couldn’t help but shy away a bit.

when hoshi felt your hand leave his hair, he groaned slightly and slid further on the bed towards you, fully intending to force you to play with his hair. you could only blush and let out a short giggle, making hoshi smile in contentment in return.

a few more minutes passed by, comfortable silence filling the room beside the occasional dialogue of the still ongoing anime. your boyfriend soon turned around to continue watching the show, not without leaving a kiss on your clothed stomach to thank you for the attention.

biting your lip in frustration, you looked down at your lap. you didn’t know how to bring up what was bothering you without feeling like a complete loser. you knew hoshi would listen attentively but you were still quite scared of his reaction.

you hadn’t even realized the episode was over and that another one was starting, your boyfriend turning towards you with a big smile on his face at the first few notes of the catchy opening song, knowing you liked this specific opening. but his smile soon faded and his eyebrows furrowed when he saw you picking at your nails in a nervous manner, your eyes not leaving your lap.

a soft call of your name brought you back to earth and you came face to face with a worried hoshi. you reassured him quickly and pushed his head back down where it originally was. you knew your boyfriend wasn’t a hundred percent convinced so you just stroked his free cheek.

maybe it was the sudden boldness or the way hoshi’s eyes seemed to plead but you opened your mouth, the words leaving as fast as possible.

“do you think i could, maybe, accompany you and woozi to the gym next time?”

a smile took over his face and he immediately relaxed before nodding enthusiastically. “of course you can! it will be fun, you will see!” his body seemed to further bury itself into the covers as he closed his eyes peacefully.

your breath hitched in your throat. it was now or never.

“don’t you think i should lose a bit of weight?”

hoshi shot up from his comfortable position, eyes wide open. he muttered a small “what?” in disbelief. did he really just hear that?

“don’t you think i should lose some weight?” you repeated again, fingers trembling in nervousness.

hoshi was unable to even function correctly, his brain short-circuiting at your words. his mouth widened even more and he sat up straighter when your words started settling in. he inspected your face for any signs that might tell him you were currently joking but hoshi couldn’t find one, realizing you were indeed dead serious.

“what are you even talking about? “you look great!” he was at loss of words, he didn’t believe you just asked him that.

you nodded a bit, not convinced, “you're just saying that to make me happy.”

the look on hoshi’s face was comical, you surely would have laughed if your heart wasn’t threatening to run out of your chest right now. he rapidly turned his whole body towards you, sitting on his knees as a frown took over on his face. “how could you even think that?” he pouted, “i would never lie to you, especially not about this.”

you could feel his eyes burning holes into your skin and took a deep breath, lifting your head to look him in the eyes. hoshi was visibly upset. he thought he had made it very clear he loved the way looked.

when you didn’t reply, he placed a hand on your knee, his thumb running circles on your skin. “yn, baby, i think you look perfect. there’s nothing wrong with your weight, you’re healthy and that’s all that matters.”

he glared at you when a sigh left your mouth, “but i gained a bit of weight recently, doesn’t that bother you?”

you almost whimpered at his hard stare but his eyes soon softened. “it doesn’t matter if you gain or lose weight, i don’t care unless it affects your health. i just want you to feel and be okay, that’s all.” he tilted his head a bit, placing both his hands on your knees and leaning his chin on them. “plus, as long as you’re comfortable and huggable, i’m not complaining.”

the last sentence brought a smile to your face and you hit his arm lightly, hiding your blushing face, “phfff, dumbass.”

hoshi only leaned towards you, placing a wet kiss on your forehead before wrapping you in his arms and throwing a leg over yours, effectively trapping you against him and the covers.

“your dumbass.” he wiggled his eyebrows in a seductive manner and you snorted, hiding your face in his neck and rolling you both over until your head was on his chest.

you exhaled, gripping your boyfriend tighter.

but the calm didn’t last for long as he giggled under you, muttering a quick “attack of the tiger!” before his teeth were on your shoulder.

you could only fight back, screaming and yelling out pleas of help in between laughter as hoshi did his best to keep you trapped against him, wrapping his two legs around your waist and clinging onto you.

“we said no biting, babe!”

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[megmischief]

Seb x Reader - Moonlight Kiss pt.2 (AFAB reader)

E rated - NSFW MDNI

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You both pull away from each other, looking into one another's eyes.

"I know I came across as kind of a dick when we first met...I'm sorry." Sebastian moves the hair from out of your face and holds you close.

You enjoy his warmth, snuggling in closer. "Yeah. You were." You giggle. "But it's okay now."

Sebastian chuckles, taking another puff of his cigarette.

"And you should really stop doing that, ya know. You'll get black lungs and die." You death stare him.

Sebastian frowns. "Oh, shut up, you. I know its a bad habit. I'll try and quit. I promise."

You kiss his cheek, sitting up once more, and begin to collect your fishing gear together. "I'm holding you to that."

Sebastian stands up after snuffing out his cigarette and pulls you up with him. "Ya know..." He begins to play with his hoodie strings, sheepishly. "I...I kinda keep having this fantasy...about you."

"Seb. I think we're moving a bit too fast if we're already talking about fatasies!" You laugh and jokingly punch his shoulder.

Seb looks down. "I just wanted to tell you since I can't exactly talk to anyone else about it. Abi would take the piss and Sam is sometimes too naïve to understand." He shrugs.

You walk over to Seb after putting your equipment into a neat pile. "Okay. I'm all ears. And just because you're telling me, doesn't mean I'm going to do anything anytime soon." You gently embrace him, looking into this eyes.

"Okay...so...um. It's..." Sebastian picks you up, throwing you into the fresh water lake, laughing his head off.

Filled with shock, you pop your head up from under the water; a single strand of seaweed on top of your head. "Really, Seb? Really?"

Seb reaches down to grab the seaweed from your head, still laughing. However, you had other plans. You grab his arm and pull him in with you. Sebastian pops his head up; coughing and spluttering.

"You know I hate swimming, you menace." He continues to laugh at you. "And here's the payback for that." Seb splashed the cold water into you, sending a chill down your spine.

You wade over to him and wrap your arms around his neck, holding onto him tightly. "So that's your fantasy, eh?"

Sebastian finds his footing and wraps your legs around his waist. He moves your soaking wet hair from your neck and begins to place a series of gentle kisses. "Almost..." Seb let out low, breathy chuckle which only left you wanting more.

You grab onto his hair, letting out a soft moan. "Seb...what're ya doin...?"

Continuing to kiss your neck, he moves his hands down to your ass. "My fantasy remember..."

"Hey! What are you guys still doing out here?! It's cold and dark! Sebby it's literally 1am!" A familiar female voice called out from around a metre or so away.

Sebastian's eyes widened, clearly being startled from his mum's sudden appearance. "Y-Yeah! Now coming!"

Robin laughed. "Let your new girlfriend sleep in your bed tonight. I'll set you a futon out, Seb. It's too dark to go home now, especially at this time of night. And both of you need to have a shower before heading to bed."

You see Robin's shadow disappear and begin laughing hysterically. "I wonder what she's thinking about us both being in the lake."

"Paha. I doubt she cares. Shes probably just happy about the prospect that I may not be a basement dweller for the rest of my life." Seb replies.

You feel a small blush as butterflies appear in your stomach. He had only just kissed you for the first time, his mum was now calling you his girlfriend, and now he was insinuating that this was going to be a long-term thing. Your head was spinning, trying to take in all this information.

Seb carried you out of the water and popped you back onto your feet on dry ground. "We should probably head inside." He grabs your fishing gear and gives you a warm smile.

"Thank you...and okay." You smile back and take hold of his free hand.

Once you got back into the house, you both dried yourselves off as much as you could with the towels that Robin had left you on her front desk.

"I'll go turn on the shower for you so it's warm. Um...I don't have any girl clothes and my sister is asleep...so I'll lay you some of mine to borrow to sleep in if that's okay." Seb scratches his head.

"Hmm...? Yeah. Thats fine. Thank you."

"Ace. I'll be right back." Seb walks through to go sort out the shower for you.

You grab your phone from your pocket and scroll through social media. Nothing interesting happening as usual. You let out a small sigh.

Sebastian pats you on the head and ruffles your still wet hair. "You okay, little one? The shower's ready for you."

You smile up at him and nod. "Thank you, Sebby." You reply, kissing his cheek. You then walk to the bathroom and get into the hot, steamy shower. Thoughts were running through your head as you washed the algae from your hair. This had all happened so quickly and felt as though it were a fever dream.

After getting clean, you grab the towel Seb had left for you and wrap it around yourself. Only when you were dry did you realise what Seb had left for you to wear. One of his black hoodies and some of his froggy boxers. You sigh and put them on, not being able to complain due to the attempted generosity of your now boyfriend.

As you exit the bathroom, you can hear Sebastian in the kitchen brewing some hot drinks. "Bathroom's free!" You whisper shout to him.

"Okay, thanks, hun. I'll be there in a sec. Head to bed, and I'll meet you down there."

"Alright. Have a nice shower!" You reply as you begin tiptoeing your way down the stairs into Sebastian's bedroom. It was cold in his room, as usual. Even though it was summer, Seb's room still felt drafty. You put this down to being in the basement level of the house. After plugging your phone into one of his spare chargers, you climb under the sheets and get comfy.

You finally felt at peace. You were clean, warm and with the man you loved. You pulled the sheets over your head and nuzzled in. You could smell the musky scent of pine and cigarettes that reminded you of Sebastian so much. Slowly, you began to doze off, cuddling Seb's frog plushie, when all of a sudden you felt someone climb into the tiny single bed with you. You turned around, in your groggy, sleepy state, to see Sebby.

"Heya, hun..." He leans over to kiss your cheek. "Mum left a note saying the futon was in the garage and she didn't wanna wake anyone up, so just to sleep on the sofa...But that's no fun so I'm here if thats okay." He wraps an arm around you and moves one underneath your head.

"Yeah, that's absolutely fine. You can help me keep warm." You tangled your legs with Sebby's to steal more of his warmth. However, as you moved closer to him, you could feel something pressing against your butt. Your eyes widen as you realise exactly what it was.

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Part 3 to be released asap ^-^

[pawprints-upthehill]

Thursday 15th June --

Fancied trying to do some writing today, so below the cut is my first, actually finished attempt at writing something for the myct fandom. It's a little Redscape/Mumscarian scene from an AU I've had buzzing around in my brain for a while.

Basic premise - Boatem, sailing the world for treasure. That's it. But of course I had to make it shippy. I might write the whole thing at some point but who knows.

Also this is very very unedited. Its past 1am for me and I am so tired so if this is horrific apologies!

Mumbo's voice broke the tranquil quiet of the night at sea, startling Scar into a more upright position in his seat with a grunt. 

Boatem Pirates AU - Nighttime Talks

"Scar?"

"Ah- Mumbo! You surprised me," he turned to face his mustached companion, dusting himself off as if he hadn't just been caught nearly asleep at the wheel. "What brings you out here in the middle of the night?" He tilted his head, adding in a teasing tone, "I'm sure Grian is missing you."

"I couldn't sleep," seemingly feeling like that was a good enough answer, rather than explain himself at all Mumbo instead raised an eyebrow at him, "But it looks like you should. When was the last time you slept?"

"I'm fine," Scar snorted, waving a hand dismissively, "Just daydreaming is all. I'll get some sleep when Impulse takes over at dawn."

Mumbo hummed, a noise somewhere between concern and acknowledgement. "Sure. If you say so. Now budge up a bit, its freezing out here."

Scar chuckled but obliged, scooting along in his seat so Mumbo could sit with him. It wasn't exactly comfortable but Scar was never one to miss out on an opportunity.

"Well why didn't you say so?" as soon as Mumbo was settled he pulled his arms out of his overcoat and tossed it over both their shoulders, "There you go, much better."

The benefit was twofold. Not only did it mean Mumbo was closer to him (as if shoulder to shoulder hadn't been enough) but the way Mumbo blushed at the gesture was adorable. 

"Oh, cheers," Mumbo settled then turned and gave him what was probably supposed to be a serious look. The effect was utterly ruined by the fact the tip of his ears were slowly turning the same lovely pink as his face. "Now, Captain Goodtimes."

"Uh oh, the full title, I feel like I'm in trouble."

"Pft, no. Your ship mate," Mumbo rolled his eyes good naturedly, "You wanna sleep sail us into some rocks that's your business."

"Hey! I would never be so careless," Scar splutterred. He probably would (he wasn't known primarily for his clumsiness for no reason), but not while he had other lives on board to worry about.

"Sure," he wasn't sure he particularly liked the disbelieving note in Mumbo's voice there but he continued before he could comment, "What I was gonna say was, I think I've known you long enough now to know when something's bothering you. You've been distracted and spacey all day." His voice softened, and quite out of nowhere, Mumbo raised his hand to gently brush Scar's hair back out of his eyes. "I wanna help, if I can. What were you thinking about?"

The affection, so casually given, was still startling to him. Not that he'd lacked for a kind touch in his life just…this was different. Mumbo wasn't looking out for the abandoned kid he'd found in the woods, or maneuvering him to better suit his pleasure, he was just concerned for him. 

Again he couldn't help but wonder what life would be like if he'd known Mumbo and Grian before. Before they were established and clearly happy with just each other. Would…he liked to think maybe…just maybe, there could have been room in their lives for him too.

It was his nature he supposed. Wanting what he couldn't have and chasing it anyway. 

Unwilling to ruin the moment, he settled for a half truth. "I was thinking about the moon," Scar said softly, taking his eyes of Mumbo, despite his reluctance, to look back up at the sky. 

"The moon?" Mumbo's voice sounded slightly dumbfounded and Scar grinned, delighted to have caught him by surprise.

"Yup. I was thinking about how much of my life is controlled by the moon. I mean, think about it, if anything happens to it - if it moves further away or gets closer somehow - it'd throw all the tides out of balance. Who knows where we'd end up. It's kinda crazy to think about." Scar felt his smile falter. Maybe it was because he was so tired, or maybe he just wanted to keep that warm, closeness feeling in his chest for a little longer but whatever the reason he felt a sudden need to continue. "I had a dream once, a while ago, where the moon got really big. Or it crashed. Something like that. Anyway, the moon was gone. And with no tides, I couldn't sail. I was stuck on my island, never seeing the world, never meeting-...never meeting any of the friends I've made."

He lowered his eyes to the horizon, doing his best not to fidget. Despite how strong the impulse to share a little more of himself had been he still didn't think he could look Mumbo in the eye. That felt…a little too vulnerable, a little too real. "That probably doesn't make any sense," he finished softly, hoping he didn't sound as uncertain as he felt. 

There was a contemplative pause. "It does." Scar blinked, surprised and stupidly hopeful as he finally turned to look at Mumbo. His dark eyes were shockingly warm, his gaze softer than he'd ever seen it. "Grian did that for me. Got me out of the home I was trapped in and showed me the world. I think about that a lot too. I think it's only natural to wonder what life would be like if things were different." 

They fell into a companionable silence for a little while, each taking in the other's words. "I like to think we'd have found each other somehow," Mumbo added finally, quietly.

"You and Grian?" Scar let out a breathy laugh, "I don't think even the universe had a choice there. Pretty sure Grian would find you no matter what corner of the cosmos any Gods tried to hide you in."

"You're not wrong," Mumbo chuckled affectionately, "But I meant us, actually. Me, you and Grian. Cause he'd be like that about you to ya know." 

"You think so?" The hope that swelled in His chest was dangerous. 

"Of course, once Grian decides you're his best friend there's no backing out," Mumbo grinned, "Pearl and Impulse too, no one escapes the pesky bird once he's decided your his."

His? Was Mumbo trying to kill him? Gods above did he like the sound of it though…

"Only a truly crazy soul would try," he agreed solemnly, determinedly ignoring the heat he could feel rising on his face. "Not me. Never."

"Good," Mumbo looked satisfied and for a.second he thought he'd leave it at that, get up and head back to bed. Instead though, Mumbo scooted a little closer, leaning against him just a little.

"Still cold?" Scar asked, raising an eyebrow as his mustached friend. 

"Nah, I'm good where I am." Apparently comfortable now they were essentially all but cuddled under Scar's overcoat, he found his gaze again. "You?"

"Me?" Scar gave Mumbo his best lopsided grin, "Absolutely a-may-zin."

[g0nta-g0kuhara]

the reason you should is because where I live it's 8 am. Which means that for all of my mutuals it's way too late. SLEEP!!!!! I do not accept criticism

FAIR ENOUGH it is almost 1am now I will probably be going to bed soon

[crescencestudio]

Just wanted to say I came across Alaris two nights ago and literally stayed up all night to complete the demo. I am obsessed. I have work tomorrow, and it’s almost 1am, and my first thought is “maybe I should try another route of Alaris, I don’t have to get into work ‘til 6(pm) anyways”. I literally played so long I had issues seeing because my eyes were so dry. I am low on funds rn (had to take a few weeks off work for a health issue) but the second I get my next paycheck I plan to drop by your patreon. I have not been this taken by a game in eons. The writing is phenomenal. The characters are so intriguing and real. The art is absolutely stunning. The soundtrack is so pleasing - so calming. Thank you so much for making this. I know it’s just a demo right now, but honestly, even if you never finished it, I’d be in your debt forever. I’ve been having a really rough time in my life lately with waiting on a potentially terrifying diagnosis, and was kind of at my breaking point before I found your Alaris. It probably sounds really silly, but when I played it, I felt like a weight was off my chest - it was the first thing in months to not just truly distract me, but to really bring me out of that sort of hazy out of body feeling. Sorry if that’s kinda heavy, I just wanted you to know that your “silly” (as you described it on the website I think? Or somewhere I saw you say that) game has had a huge impact on my life, at least, and I’m really grateful for that. Thank you, truly. Anyways, I’d write more, but to be honest, I’m about to spend another all nighter playing Alaris. I hope you have a wonderful night (or day. Or the like). 💕

ANON…..::::…….. WHOEVER U R I HOPE ONLY BLESSINGS COME TO YOU. this literally made me tear up. i screenshotted it so i can keep it forever and look back on it anytime i’m sad. that is how much this ask meant to me 😭😭😭

you took the time to send in such a sweet, thoughtful message, i only think it appropriate to respond in kind so i apologize in advance for a bit of a longer response everyone!

FIRST, i think i am too late, but i hope you got some rest!!!!!!!!! alaris will always be there for you to play so please do not sacrifice your eyes and sleep for it!!!!! especially if ur having health problems of any kind and waiting on a scary diagnosis—those can be incredibly stressful and hard to go through so i hope you receive good news soon. regardless, i am keeping u in my thoughts and sending you all my love right now 💖💐

i know exactly what you mean by a game or piece of media pulling you out of a dark time, and it’s not heavy or silly at all for you to mention that. in fact, it’s an honor that alaris, even in its demo form, was able to provide that to you. i never would’ve imagined my silly little game (i call it that on my patreon, so u r remembering correctly ha!) would make that much of an impact on anyone, so i’m glad it connected to you in that way 🥺

you do not, by any means, have to support my patreon. especially if you are low on funds, i promise this message alone is support enough! thank you so, so much for the kind words and for taking the time to write this up and send it in, anon. it means the world to me and i hope alaris (in its current and future form) can continue to be something you enjoy 💖 keeping u close in my heart and hoping your health improves, ily!!! 💐✨

[crinkled-emotions]

Mmhh the prompts 😍😍 I love the shorter fics so much too!! Unbelievable how you can future so much in so little words 🙌💖

49. and 71 please? I think would be awesome for some Daderick caring taking and worry about his kid.

Good morning!! Thank you for your kind words! I was gonna write this last night but I passed out on the couch beside my dad at 10pm 😂.

Maybe we should do these like once a week- I'll post a prompt list that I find and we can do some short stories!

I am a firm believer that Rooster too passes out on his couch at 10pm by the way lmao. Also, for someone who generally specialises in emeto I've been writing a shit ton of coughs/colds lately hahaha. It's a good opportunity to expand my skills!

49. "Not with that cold" and 71. "Person A is oblivious to the fact that they are most definitely getting sick, but person B knows them well, and is definitely aware of it"

Maverick knew just by seeing the back of Bradley that he wasn't feeling all that hot. For starters, Phoenix was glued to his side. Apparently she could see it too. His shoulders were a little more hunched than usual and he seemed confused as to why everyone except Phoenix was giving him a wide berth.

Penny waved Pete over to where she was serving patrons at the bar, leaning over to whisper in his ear.

"Bradley needs you!" She said, pointing in his direction. Maverick reached across to give her a kiss, nodding.

"I got him. Thanks, Penny."

He began to weave through the crowd, giving Bob's shoulder a squeeze when he got to the Daggers. Coyote gave him a fist bump.

"Sir," they all chorused- except Rooster, who grinned.

"Uncle Mav."

"Hey kid. You feeling okay?"

"Uh... yeah?"

Despite the confused look on his face, Maverick could see the dark bags under his eyes and the slight tremble to his hands. Phoenix rolled her eyes.

"He's been sneezing and coughing all day. Sounds like it hurts."

"Thanks, Tash. Bradley?"

"What are you talking about?" Bradley turned to Natasha who rolled her eyes.

"Empty your pockets, I bet we'll see a handful of disgusting tissues that you've been reusing so we don't see you go for the box all day."

"Oh, gross, Tash," Jake called as he walked past. Natasha flicked him off, not even bothering to give a fuck.

"I feel fine, it's probably just hayfever," Rooster said. Everyone except Bob snorted.

"You've never had hay fever before, why start now?" Payback said. Rooster narrowed his eyes at him.

"Sit and twist, dude."

"Look, why don't you call it a night, hm? Get some sleep, and we'll see you in class first thing tomorrow," Maverick suggested before Bradley could fight everyone. He went to resist but Bob cleared his throat.

"You could probably do with some extra sleep. I saw you in the ready room yesterday."

"Fine! Fine, I'll... I'll go home."

Rooster collected his keys and Hawaiian shirt but Maverick took the keys out of his hand before he could go further.

"I'll take you home, hm? As much as we call it an early night it's actually nearly eleven."

"Night Mav, Roo," Phoenix said. She picked up her beer and bumped Hangman out of the way so she could get her shot at the pool table. Rooster frowned as the rest of his team carried on with the night.

"Traitors," he muttered. Maverick raised an eyebrow.

"They care about you. Want you well."

Bradley went to bed and Maverick flopped on to the couch downstairs, turning on the TV. If Bradley was that unwell he would probably get up soon looking for medicine and Maverick would have to make sure he didn't do something stupid like try to go to class in the morning. Wouldn't be the first time.

Sure enough 1am rolled around and Maverick stirred awake to his godson sneezing uncontrollably. Maverick grimaced, swinging his feet to the ground and heading down the hall to the bedroom.

"Bradley?"

"Mav?"

"Can I come in?"

"Y- yeah."

Maverick turned the doorknob and flicked on the overhead light, frowning.

"Oh, Roo..."

"I'm good! I'm good. It's just hay fever. I can still fly."

"Not with that cold. C'mon, let's get some meds into you and you can hopefully go back to sleep."

[dorayakimanjiro]

Spoopy Eyes TOH Hunter x Reader

Golden Guard/Hunter x Reader

Got inspired by @neonmaniacswag headcanon post of Hunter's magenta/red eyes glowing in the dark making him look scary and spooky ^^

Warnings: Strong language

A/N: Its 1am, I should be in bed (technically I am tho), instead im here writing about my hyperfixation :) LETS GOO!

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I woke up in the middle of the night and really couldn’t go back to sleep, rolling from side to side and even flipped my pillow to its cold side, I gave up.

Sighing, I got out of bed and made my way to my dorm's window, opening it, I sat at the window sill. Glancing outside, the moon shined brightly, soft light iluminating my features and so half my room. The nights at the castle were peaceful, taking in the soft chilly breeze, I exhaled in relief.

'Daaang, this really giving aesthetic vibes yes sir!' I thought.

A knock interrupted my inner discussion whether if I should take a picture because, umm duh the aesthetic gurl or just keep enjoying the moment, like how dare they?!?!

'Okay soooo, its like 1am, who the hell is up at this hour, just weirdos would... wait a minute...- Yeah I should probably go answer the door. BUT WHAT IF IT'S A GHOST?! Child... aren't we old enough for this??? I meeaaannn everything is possible gurl, besides the other day I heard a few scouts talking about these rumors going around that some have seen ghosts wandering the castle's halls really late at night, they said-' Another knock chimed from the door.

'OKAY LETS SHUT UP AND GO!'

Opening the door, I was met by darkness, but it wasn't because the hallway was dark Oh no no no, there was.. there was sOmeTHing! OR MORE LIKE SOMEONE FUCKING STANDING OUTSIDE MY ROOM, DOING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING BUT STARE AT ME.

'OKAY, oKaY, LeTs kEeP it cool'

Slowly looking up at it, I was greeted by a tall shadowy figure, bright red blood glowing eyes looking straight at my soul.

'Shit! The rumors were real?! IS THIS REAL?! BITCH, JUST LOOK AT IT, ITS A MOTHAFUCKING GHOST, RUN AAAHHH'

“AAH FUCK!” falling backwards, I landed on my butt, the back of my right palm covering slightly my mouth as the left one was supporting my body against the cold floor.

The ghost seemed... disturbated and worried?? by my reaction, and did the ghost just gasped????

Red eyes looking worried at me.

“(Y/n)! I didn't mean to scare you” it said.

'Why does he sound so oddly familiar but more importantly...HOW DOES IT KNOW MY NAME?!?!'

The ghost walked inside my room making the moon's glow land on its shadowy figure, it soon revealed the frame of a boy you knew too well. It was none other than the bad but sad golden boy. Man he really spook the hell out of you.

“Hunter! Oh thank titan it was just you, damn boy! you really did a number on me haha!" reaching his hand out, he helped me get on my feet.

"Man you really got some spoopy eyes” I grinned at him.

“Forgive me (y/n) for scaring you like that, but don’t you mean “spooky"?" he raised an eyebrow.

“Nop, spoopy 🙃”

“You’re so childish sometimes”

"I know! But seriously tho, I almost peed myself bro hsjshsjhshj"

"So what got you here Goldie? Couldn't sleep either?"

"Yeah actually.."

And so I chatted the night away with the boy with spoopy eyes.

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[yangjeongin]

Its 1am for me and I really want to gif some stuff, but its stressful. Maybe you should sleep since its 4am for u.

if there's anything i can help with that you're stressed over!! let me know 🥺🫶 always important to remember that giffing is supposed to be fun tho so if it's stressing you out too much taking a break might be a good idea. and yes....u make a good point,,, i will probably go to sleep Soon

[teenagedream2009]

already 1am, jeez! i reeeaallly need to fix my sleep schedule by next week!

Sooooo, turns out that I won't start driving until next week! (I think...) so in the end I still got like 1 more hour of sleep xD

Today I had 2/3 finals and I did pretty good on both! I have my history final on Wednesday tho...kinda really nervous about it because if I do bad on it I might fail the class! Eeeek! @_@

In other news, I talked to my friend today, a lot actually! He said that he couldn't believe that we'd technically known each other for almost two months, and I said that it probably doesn't feel like it because we never really talk! LOL! We kind of just...sit there. Not that I mind being in silence, but sometimes I just wanna talk! Well good for me because that seemed to get the conversation going. I even mentioned that sometimes I feel that he looks so disinterested when talking to me, turns out his face just looks like that LOL. He told me that he does in fact really enjoy talking to me, and that if I wanna talk that I should just say so :] I feel like we got to know each other better today. Hell, I was even 40 minutes late to class because I was talking to him so much! If it wasn't for the quiz I had to take I probably would have stayed with him for longer, I guess I just really enjoy talking to him! hehehe

Oh right, then other guy who I talk to after class. I probably won't see him any time soon LOL might run into him but that's about it. Kinda bummed about that but I'll get over it. Though I also talked a lot with him today too!

Ooooo wait i just remembered LOL

So a couple days ago, my friend called me short (I'm AVERAGE high FYI!!) So today I told him to stand up to compare our heights. Then he agreed that I was in fact not short.....thing is....I was wearing platforms today. So now he thinks that I'm a little taller than I actually am xDDDD

Besides all that I don't think anything noteworthy happened today. I just thought today was a pretty good day! ^__^

Now I should go to sleep bcuz it's almost 1:30 am! EEEKK!!

-- D ☆

[theorist-influencer-untitled]

5.6.23 Saturday

12:27 am

This Uncle Jun keeps on insisting that I should wash my clothes in the morning, I don't like coz it is too hot in the day time...

When I'm with my adoptive parent's they don't mind if I'm still awake at 2am or 4am as long as I can manage myself...

Uncle Jun said the lights in the kitchen is too bright. Huh??? I don't get it! There is a sliding door before his sofa crib... I don't know but I don't see any lights striking him.... Plus,the sliding door is tinted...

12:48 am

I'm not happy being with them coz I'm losing my real entity and I don't get it if this Uncle Jun has a split personality or what... Or longing to have a wifey or what...

Done,showering...I went to the kitchen to return the ice case then the kitchen door was opened....I don't know who opened it? Was it RV? Was it intentional? Or Uncle Jun? But Uncle Jun is sleeping already...

Will RV leave the door open in the kitchen? There is no CCTV....

I don't like to be with here forever...

1am

I pray that Lord please get Uncle Jun, I want peace in my life...Get all the bad people in my life and God please lift me up soon...

I wanna leave the hometown...I need money and self-fulfillment...

I have so many complex angels and so many bitterness and so many frustrations in life... I feel unlucky being with this Uncle Jun....

My 16 years is lost... I feel self-pity... Super self-pity here...

7:41 am

Uncle Jun is preparing going to the forest... He just finished, showering....In the kitchen now... Does Uncle Jun has split personality?

Angels, can someone ask Ate Liza's or Clariassa'Z CarinderiaZ, what does she think of Uncle Jun?

I can't ask her coz probably they are both acting?

People will think they are mature with his Uno ( the son of Georgia )....Coz Uno is calling him "Daddy Jun"... Another fake observer here, probably...

They just damage us here our fakers relatives angels....

8:10 am

Uncle DD is calling, no sound... I badly need a new phone,angels. Even Lazadah I can't hear coz my mobile is kinda damage... No extra for repair and I need a phone... Text2x is fine...

8:20 am

I have aching sciatica/priformis angels...

I still have the windblow trap...

I wanna leave the hometown and hoping to have a better road...

2:47 pm

Just got back from Savemore....I got the chipay providence 2500 of Uncle DD but thankful but a headache for me... Chipay survivor!

3:26 pm

I can't afford to buy my coffee and really a headache... I need coffee weeekly... I need my coffeemate... I want starbucks everyday...

This is still cheap...I need milk and other food...

For Neko's Blood...

TIRING.... Stress of budgeting the super tight budgeting... I wanna have some collagen shot on my feet...

I wanna see donkey and camel....

I feel fat and ugly... I miss going to gym... I'm so frustrated...

8:15 pm

John still not eating that much but eating... And not yet pooping...

Then, I inserted him a laxative stick... He is not yet pooping for 2 days... Probably, he is having a tummy ache...

8:56 pm

I still have the windblow trap and I have mixed emotion inside me.... People at the backstage didn't take my words here seriously...

I'm happy with John and Nana... But I still need to get a bf or partner who will accept me coz I have my own wants and tantrums! I feel bitterish on so many things in life...

I hate a man who will just change my wants in life...I choose friends who will not overlap my presence...

10:09 pm

After 1 hour and 40 minutes John is able to poops... Thank God! Probably he had a stomach ache from the past days... Success baby John! Good Boy!!!

11:58 pm

I have aching sciatica/ priformis... I have a windblow trap and I feel jealous... I feel ugly...

[thecollectionsof]

don’t get too excited about the reveal, i don’t think it’ll be as exciting as you hope since my blog is so lowkey

thank you for the sleepy vibes, i actually ended up falling asleep around 1am (which is a new record for me) so thanks! i am sending this at 6am but i’ll probably fall back asleep soon, i just wanted to answer you before i did 💕

and to answer the question… i have pretty much the exact same answer as you. i don’t really like coffee or tea. the taste of coffee grosses me and i’ve tried hard to like tea, it’s just not for me :/ cocoa on the hand, i absolutely adore it. i don’t have it often but when i do it’s like a fun little treat !! i’ve never had it after i’ve cried though, i should definitely try it just for funsies

also, very proud of you for winning the egg hunt in stardew!! the funky hat is so fun it’s one of my favorites ever :D

hope you’ve slept well, love!

- your 🍄 friend

i tried to answer this not long after you sent it but it didn't post?? i'm sorry i kept you waiting :( :(

but no!!! you fool i will be excited no matter what because we’re friends and i’m happy to know who you are!!! then i can bother you more :)

but i’m so glad the sleepy vibes worked <3 and you set a new record?? i hope you continue to set new records (or that you get really refreshing sleep every night!!)

and ok ok have you ever had peppermint hot cocoa? because that’s also a god tier experience that i really recommend. like stirring in a peppermint stick, it’s just. ahhh it’s so good i want hot cocoa now !!! (but i agree i just don’t love the taste of coffee. idk, not my thing)

but i hope your hand heals up okay!!! i’m giving it a little kiss to help it heal please pass it on<3 and thank you for hyping up my little hat i am such a fan of it :) :)

i hope you’re having a fantastic day today!!! it’s a friday so that’s good at least <3<3

[vicxy]

Pick A Pile Reading: Choose a Villainess 🥀🃏

Hello everyone, I decided to come up with this PAC for you guys to read as I go through all your asks. I’m really sorry for not being able to release it sooner, and thank you to those who are supportive. As you can probably guess from the title, the topic of this PAC is: What kind of villain would you be? I hope this will be to everyone’s liking, please leave some feedback so I can improve! This is meant to be a lighthearted (?) PAC for entertainment purposes, so don’t take it too seriously :) Please keep in mind this is a general reading so some might not resonate. I will also add a small part with things I think you need to hear.

“A hero will sacrifice you for the world, but the villain will sacrifice the world for you.”

Choose the pile(s) you are drawn to. Happy reading!

☾ Pile one: The Enchantress

I see a yellow gemstone for this pile, some of you might resonate with that? Maybe Opal? 7, 9 or 20 might be important numbers for you. Virgo, Pluto, Fire, Aquarius, and Moon energy here. Quite a lot of sword energy too. Capricorn, strong Jupiter, Libra, and Air dominants here too. I see that as villains, some of you could be quite scheming, not really in a bad way though. Wise beyond your years, you have a lot of foresight, and are probably the types to plan a coup or be the mastermind behind things. Maybe Junko from Danganronpa but with less of the crazy. The ones who are desperate for knowledge, but might have went about it in the wrong way. As a villain you might not show yourself much. I got “cartographer?” You might be sensitive to criticism, and hate it when you are questioned by your minions. The second type of villain I see from this pile is the sneaky type? Not the mastermind of the “main” villain, probably the one who betrayed the heroes’ side for the villains’. It might be because you didn’t feel included or like you were part of the heroes’ side. As a villain, you could be good at gathering information and using manipulation in order to achieve your goals. A spy, perhaps an assassin. Lowkey gives me Sasori (Naruto) vibes. The last type of villain I see here are the types who can get too hung up on things. Unable to let go, they let their past mistakes consume them and they turn evil, possibly to run away or to avoid something, possibly their past situations. Self conscious and unable to face their true self. In the past, the people in this pile could have had bad habits limiting their personal growth. Right now, some of you could be quite stressed. You should take a break and pamper yourself; impulsive as it may seem, it would be the best for you in the long run. The future is promising for this pile but roadblocks or conflicts right now need to be removed / resolved in order for you to advance. Good luck!

☾ Pile Two: Harley Quinn

Leo, strong Mars and Air, Pisces, Cancer, Libra, Moon, Mercury. The first type of villain I see here is the stubborn type. The ones who fight doggedly until the end even when they know they’re wrong.Quite impulsive, you could start fights easily and that could get you into trouble. Enemies are made easily. Some of you could be passive, or too defensive. On the other hand you could also be the type to give up easily, but mostly I see stubbornness. The second type of villain I see here is one of my favourites. If I could put it in one word, it would be smooth. Jesper from Shadow and Bone vibes. Intelligent, social, charming. Probably the type of villain to have their eyes everywhere, you know what is going on at all times. Also the type of villain to have a glib tongue, easily talking your way out of things / trouble. May be particularly interested in puzzles, mysteries, and mind games. Good at strategy. The third and last type of villain I see here is the type that can be perfectionists. Probably not villains by choice, these people are very avoidant. You probably dislike conflict, and try to avoid them, which can cause even more problems for you. Maybe the type to lie about something and lie more and more as to cover the lie. Eventually it snowballs. You could be idealistic as well, so you try to create a “perfect” world. Which is to say, your ideal one. In the past, a lot of you might have been unsure of where to go or what to do, but you could’ve been enlightened by something or someone recently and now know what to do. Trust yourself. Right now, I think that some of you could just have gone through something important or great in general. The efforts you’ve been putting in will pay off, so hang in there. In the future, some of you could be leaving from toxic relationships. You will also be more decisive, and in control of your life. 5, 6, 7 and 10 could be important numbers for some of you.

☾ Pile Three: Cruella

Lowkey weird but I saw the anemo symbol for this pile so maybe some of y'all play genshin impact? (pls if y'all do dm me I'm ar 55 with nothing to do) Strong Taurus and Mercury here, Cancer, Gemini, Leo, Virgo, Jupiter, Saturn. The first type of villain I see here is the one who was always known as the outsider. Down on their luck and probably weren't the types to get opportunities from others. There is something lacking in these people's lives, yet they don't know what it is. Reliant on others. These are the types of villains who victimize themselves and make you pity them, but stab you in the back right after with no sympathy whatsoever. The second type of villain I see here is somebody with very low self esteem. They might not have a sense of self direction and let themselves get used by other villains? Probably afraid of failure and disappointing others. On the other hand, this villain could also be opinionated and arrogant. Especially reckless, they are mostly bark with no bite. The type to give you threats but gets defeated in an instant 💀 They could also be the type to want recognition, maybe even obsessed with success. That will be their downfall. The last type of villain I see in this pile is the dramatic type of villain. The ones who make a mountain out of a molehill. Probably the ones who try to take things too far, or like putting on a big show with their abilities. They could also be the whiny type, the ones who get mad when they don't get what they want. Unresolved anger issues too. Lastly, they could be the villains who had gone through some kind of transformative experience in their life to make them this way. In the past, you could have felt very "stuck" and bored with your own life. You could also have lessened interactions in your social life due to responsibilities. Try letting loose sometimes. You could have also neglected some serious issues which you needed to face. For some of you who have been struggling or anything like that, rest assured that things will blow over soon. Hang in there, and remain grounded. For those of you who have put effort into something, I see that the rewards you get might not be up to your expectations. At least now you know what is worth you investing your time in; sit back and reevaluate your situation.

OKAY I'm finally done, it's almost 1am and I'm gonna catch some sleep. I really really hope this was alright, good day everyone! Please leave feedback so I can improve, I have a feeling this one is quite bad lmao. 💖 thank you for all the support thus far!