#WAH MY BOY LOOKS SO HAPPY!!

[consuming-karma]

BABY’S FIRST EARRINGS.

buwan’s notes: usually I’d say smth about not being able to have a baby in this economy but I have severe baby fever this week teehee— apologies for the rlly bad writing also- this kinda sucked because I only rlly managed to work on this when I wasn’t working on my papers or my artwork sighh.

episode summary: it’s time for your baby bat’s first piercings! During your trip, you realize why it may not be such a good idea to bring the boys with you.

content warnings: might bring you baby fever as well, piercing a baby’s ears, emotional vamps.

taglist: @britany1997

[poly!the lost boys x mama!reader.]

“Wait, what do you mean you wanna pierce her ears?” Marko looked at you with a bewildered expression, staring at you as if you had two heads.

You bounced your baby on your hip, her giggles intensifying as the little jumps seemed to amuse her. “I think our baby bat would look adorable with earrings, hun!” You tensed your shoulders to show your baby bat to your husbands who all sat unconvinced.

“babe, she’s a baby bat, she doesn’t need piercings right away.” Paul pointed out confusingly. Marko nodded his head along, agreeing with his terror twin.

“I agree pretty, our baby can get her piercings when she’s older,” Marko walked up to you, his hands tucking themselves into yours to move Darlene into his arms.

“She is! Darlene’s turning one!” You argued, looking at Marko with a pout, letting the curly blonde take your baby from your arms.

“She’s still a babe! Besides she’s got her teens.” Marko grinned and gave her a small rub on the nose with his, making her squeal.

“It’s a norm, hun. She won’t feel a thing, promise!” You crossed your fingers on your undead chest, smiling innocently as the boys all looked at each other for further action.

“I mean..” Dwayne didn’t finish his sentence after that, only shrugging as he looked towards David who seemed to be thinking. “it wouldn’t be so bad.” David looked at you, as if saying ‘it better won’t hurt, he’s an asshole, but he will cry if his baby girl cries’.

You grinned, happy with the outcome of the conversation. “Hear that, baby bat? You’re gonna get earrings like your mama!” You giggled, pulling her from out of Marko’s arms and snuggling her to your chest, obviously excited.

“Is this really a good idea?” Paul looked at David, the platinum blonde shrugged before lighting another one of his cigarettes, the whole other side of the room away from his baby. “It’s an idea, that’s for sure.” David answered between gritted teeth, his cigarette between it as he opened his Zippo lighter.

The rest of the boys shrugged and focused their attention on you, where they saw you coddling their only offspring, making blabbering sounds and squealing at how cute your little bat was.

In their heads, all they thought was that it was going to be a-okay, and that their Darlene wouldn’t notice and would handle the pain.

They didn’t know how bad of an idea it was until they had arrived at the overnight mall to the local medical clinic.

“Ok Darlene, ready to be the cutest bling baby in the world?” You asked in a baby voice, Darlene could barely reply to you as she was only five months old, her vocabulary consisting of ‘wahs’ and ‘woos’.

“So where are we getting her pierced?” Dwayne walked up to the two of you, his hands instantly grabbing hold of your waist and under your sweater as his fingers connected with your soft skin.

You smiled at the comforting gesture, before pointing to the seemingly squeaky clean clinic at the mall. “There, the clinic.” Dwayne glanced at you with an unreadable expression before giving his baby, Darlene, a strained smile. “Why not Claire’s, babe?” Paul pointed to the purple and pink glittery store of girlishness.

“No! Claire’s doesn’t even clean their needles, my baby deserves the cleanest out there.” You stated, determined to not spend another sleepless night because your baby got a sickness.

Paul let out a scoff, looking off to the side, mumbling. “I got pierced there just fine..”

You blew a raspberry into her chubby cheeks, making her squeal and grab onto your hair, making you laugh. The group of you walked to the clinic, Marko and Paul bumping into people half of the way since they kept making funny faces at Darlene, instead of looking ahead of them.

“I know a doctor here, so she’ll be fine, isn’t that right baby bat?” You smiled in relief as Darlene grabbed onto your finger. “Oooh~ I can’t wait until you’re all blinged up and matching earrings with me, baby bat!” You felt yourself shake with glee, excited to see your baby get her first piercings.

“Why do I feel like this isn’t gonna be so great?” Paul looked at Dwayne, who seemed to think the same thing, watching you walk up to the front desk.

“Nah, I get you bud, I’ve got the bad kind of butterflies in my tummy right now.” Marko agreed, patting his tummy as if it would help with the feeling.

“Now boys, we gotta trust our girl, I’m sure she’s got it under control.” See, now David’s lying to himself, he’s got the shivers, but he doesn’t want to be an ass in front of his little girl.

“David! I need your signature!” You called out, ripping the platinum blonde away from his boys. Your arms held your baby girl to your chest, she was busy babbling and grabbing onto your shirt, unaware of her surroundings.

You cooed, kissing your baby’s forehead before looking up, David looked at you with a look, before looking down at the clipboard that held a document, you walked to his side, your finger pointing to the blank form.

“Here, sign.” You brought the pen close to him, David glanced at you, you glanced back, before looking down at the document. The platinum blonde picked up the pen and signed, unsure what the paper was for.

“What’s taking so long? Thought we’re getting her pierced?” Paul walked up, looking down at the paper. “Might as well get her checked out, just in case.” You shrugged, passing the finished clipboard to the nurse, who checked out the paper.

“Alright, you can wait for a bit, I’ll get you and your baby ready.” The nurse smiled, pointing to the direction of the waiting room. “I still don’t get why this mall has a clinic.” Marko looked around the clean and dull room.

“Don’t know, but I’ll say it’s convenient.” Paul shrugged, happily taking a seat at one of the many plastic chairs. You followed suit, sitting beside Paul, the blonde instinctively placed his arm around your shoulders, his gaze instantly locking onto his baby girl.

“Hi buttercup, ready for your piercings? Gonna look cool as your daddies!” Paul’s free hand reached across to squeeze your baby’s chubby cheeks, she happily cooed, grabbing against the blonde’s big hands.

Paul couldn’t help but grin at the small gesture, seeing both of his chubby baby’s palms not even be able to cover his one hand. Darlene reached up to tug at his bracelets, in awe of one of her dad’s jewelry.

The rest of the boys looked on in amusement, absolutely adoring their little baby in your lap. They hoped that their baby bat wouldn’t grow up too soon, it felt like you popped her out not even a week ago!

“Darlene Powers?” You jumped at the sudden calling of your baby, looking up to see your friend. You waved excitedly, she was one of your mom friends, spending the third trimester of your baby with her as she was also pregnant with her own son.

“Abby! Hi!” You greeted, gently sitting up and walking towards the doctor, who smiled and greeted your baby with a gentle wave. “Nice seeing you here, (Y/N)! You too, baby Darlene!” She giggled, pinching your baby’s cheeks.

The boys followed with you, walking further and further into the bright halls of the clinic as Abby ushered you into a vacant room. “When do you think we could get our babies together for a play date? I think Darlene would get along with Avery.” You giggled, gushing with Abby with her baby.

“Soon enough, girl! we could leave them with my husband, and maybe treat our selves because god knows we need it.” Abby joked, pointing to her eye bags.

“Oh my god, yes! I need a break!” You laughed, sitting down at one of the chairs in the room.

Paul whispered to you, looking at Abby with a confused expression, “is Avery a girl or boy?” You looked at Paul mirroring his own expression. “Why does it matter?” You replied.

“well, don’t want our little girl already meeting some dude when she hasn’t even been on earth for long..” Paul shrugged, leaning back. You smacked his arm for thinking like that, you were definitely annoyed.

The boys seemed to quiet down, only mumbling at each other. David leaned against the wall as Marko and Paul opted to sit on the examination bed in the room. Dwayne sat in the extra chair in the room with his arms crossed.

“Okay, so I’m hearing that you’re getting this little cutie her first piercings?” Abby pinched Darlene’s cheeks once again, obviously falling victim to the baby fat.

“That’s right, want her to be matching me and her daddies, isn’t that right, baby bat?” Darlene seemed to babble, as if answering your question. “She’s a gem.” Abby awed at Darlene before looking off to her papers.

“Do you want to get her checked out first, or should we get it over with?” Abby asked, looking at the boys for clarification. David and the boys looked at her with blank expressions, unsure. They looked off to you, they were only greeted with an expectant look from you.

“You’re the dads, not me.” You jogged your knee, calming Darlene down as you waited for their answer.

“I guess, uh check her out first?” Dwayne answered for his brothers, looking at you reluctantly before watching Abby nod and grab another sheet of paper. “Alright then, let‘a see if this pretty cutie has anything.” Abby cooed, grabbing her stethoscope.

“Seems like Darlene doesn’t have anything bad, she’s perfectly healthy, good for you dads!” Abby gave the boys a closed smile, before pulling out the equipment for your baby’s piercings.

“I suggest one of your husbands hold Darlene, (Y/N). Babies can get pretty squirmy when the gun’s in the ear.” Paul suddenly shot up in alarm. “Gun?” Paul asked, looking at you with furrowed eyebrows. “It’s a piercing gun.” You nonchalantly replied, watching your friend sterilize her equipment before looking at you expectantly.

Paul looked at Marko with genuine fear, Marko shrugged as well, looking at David, who didn’t bother to continue eye contact.

“Oh? Oh! Dwayne, switch with me, you gotta hold her.” You stood up with your baby, waiting for your dark-haired boyfriend to move. “Why me?” Dwayne looked at you with confusion.

“Okay don’t switch with me, don’t hold your baby ever again.” You looked at him with a deadpanned expression, Dwayne jumped out of his seat and switched with you. “Okay! Okay.” He felt himself break into a cold sweat as you smiled and placed his baby on his lap.

“Okay, I need you to hold her to your chest, put your hand on her forehead like this.” Abby gently placed her hand on Darlene’s head, her palm curling around your baby’s forehead.

Dwayne did as he was told, holding Darlene to his chest confusingly. The boys watched on looking relaxed, you watched as Abby readied the needle of the gun, you handed her the bat studs you had picked out the night before as she loaded the gun.

“Alright, don’t flinch, she’ll feel it too.” Abby warned Dwayne before gently placing your baby’s earlobe into the gun, getting ready to pierce.

Dwayne held Abby’s forehead firmly yet gently, trying to keep his baby still, he felt anxious at the piercing gun in his daughter’s ear. Abby softly counted down from three before quickly pushing on the trigger, a small click being heard.

Paul flinched at the sound of the piercing gun while Marko bit his thumb from to keep him screaming out, even David couldn’t get his eyes off the gun. As soon as the piercing gun retreated for the next earring, the boys turned to Darlene.

What the boys were expecting was a small whimper or a surprised coo from the sudden pierce, but what they got instead is a heartbreaking wail.

You couldn’t help but pout and coo at your baby. “Oh darlie, it’s okay hun,” you gently patted your baby’s thigh as she let out wails and tears rand down her rosy cheeks.

Dwayne looked in pain at Darlene’s wails, feeling the vibrations of his baby crying in his chest as he grunted in guilt, he cringed at Darlene’s squirming as she cried, looking up at you with a glare.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the boys’ reaction, snickering in your seat at they all glared at you as if you had personally pierced their baby girl.

“Why are you all looking at me like that?” You managed to spit out between laughs, looking around the room to see Dwayne and David burning the hardest holes into your face. “You said it wouldn’t be bad.” Dwayne spoke in gritted teeth.

“I never said it wouldn’t be bad, but I didn’t say it would feel nice either.” You scoffed playfully, your dark-haired boyfriend clenching his jaw in guilt and obviously upset that he was tricked into making his baby cry.

“Babe, I don’t think I’d ever say this but I really truly hate you.” Paul shook his head, using his wrist to cover his eyes. “Are you crying?! Paul?!” You spoke, appalled at Paul’s behaviour.

“My baby girl is crying! Why the fuck wouldn’t I!” Paul cried out, his sniffles melding with your baby girl’s wails. Dwayne let out a guilty sigh, bouncing his knee to soothe their baby girl.

“She’s almost done, c’mon guys!” You looked around the boys, seeing Marko biting his thumb and looking away, Paul gently looking over your baby’s ear and Dwayne pinching the bridge of his nose.

You looked over to David, who seemed to stare at the wall and wipe his cheek before he sniffled loudly. “David? You too? Really?” You turned to the platinum blonde, who just glared at you.

His loss for words only made you laugh harder as you held your stomach. Abby giggled, before asking Dwayne to turn their baby bat’s head to the side for the second ear.

Dwayne looked up at David with a ‘do I really have to?’ Look, refusing to hear his baby’s heartbreaking wails once again. David just gritted his teeth and gave him a look that told the dark-haired man to just do it.

Abby readied the gun once again, counting down. Marko couldn’t watch again as he had turned completely around, his eyes shut and his thumb in his mouth. If Marko still didn’t have the instincts to stop before he could’ve made a mark in his thumb, he’d have lost it biting it hard.

The rest of the boys were all dreading it, the trigger of the gun as it pierced through their sweet Darlene’s earlobes.

Abby gently placed her finger on the trigger before finishing her countdown, “one, two, three!—“ the trigger was pulled back as everyone besides you and Abby jumped in their spots, another round of wails and cries left your baby as you cooed, trying to soothe your baby girl.

“Oh, poor baby! It’s over, honey! No more!” You pouted, instantly taking your baby girl out of Dwayne’s arms, the dark-haired boy leaned back and closed his eyes, gulping anxiously.

“Don’t say that, babe! You’re the one who wanted her ears pierced!” Paul cried out, obviously as upset as his baby bat.

You looked around once more at the boys, David was no longer on the wall, his hands were on his hips like an old dad, looking down at the ground.

Marko had quickly walked up to his baby, looking at the earrings with a weak smile, “you look so pretty bubba, the prettiest baby out there.” He spoke, obviously shaken by their baby’s cries.

Paul had no longer leaned against the examination bed but had somewhat crouched down, his hands on his knees as if he ran a marathon.

“Oh my god, guys! Grow up, you’re acting like big babies and you weren’t even the ones who got pierced.” You rolled your eyes, thanking your friend for making a better earring than the sixteen year old workers at Claire’s.

Your friend laughed as she watched the boys maintain their posture, obviously amused by their reactions.

“I never wanna hear her cry like that again..” Paul said into his hands as you guys walked out of the clinic. You giggled, patting the boy’s back as he walked beside you and Darlene, gently pinching her cheeks.

“girl, give me my baby!” Marko spat out, reaching for his baby and taking her from your arms, you let out a small hey before Marko walked away from you, looking down at his baby bat.

“Oh bubba, they didn’t hurt you too bad, did they? You look so pretty,” Marko cooed, rubbing the back of his hand on your daughter’s baby cheeks.

“when you grow up, you can take dada’s other earring and wear it as well.” Marko softly grinned, bouncing Darlene in his arms as your baby had stopped crying and was now cooing.

“Maybe next time I won’t bring you guys, you four cried more than she did.” You teased, watching Marko make funny faces at Darlene in hopes of trying to get her to laugh.

“There’s a next time?!”

“Babe, you’re evil!”

“Like hell!”

“there’s no next time after that!”

The boys all yelled out in unison, looking at you with glared that could burn a hole into your head. “I’m kidding! Well, half- if Darlene wants any more in the future, then I wouldn’t stop her.” You giggled, the boys visibly relaxed at your words, two of your boys putting a hand on their chests.

“We love you mamas, but no, I think seeing my baby bat cry like that felt like a stake to the heart.” Dwayne kissed your temple as he walked past you with David, who kissed you on the lips.

The boys started to head towards the exit of the overnight mall, huddling around Marko, who held your baby girl in his arms. They all cooed and pinched her cheeks, a look of adoration and love all their faces.

You watched Dwayne gently hold your baby’s ears, looking at the pretty silver studs in her ears. You can see Dwayne whisper something to your baby before pulling back, a soft smile on his face.

David seemed to give a look to Marko, which made the curly-headed blonde hand Darlene to him. David gently held your baby in his arms, a rare smile painting his face.

Marko and Paul wouldn’t seem to leave your baby alone as the continued to dote on her, you felt your heart warm at the fact that your baby bat would have such loving boys as fathers.

“What a bunch of babies.” You softly laughed, before catching up to your family and getting ready to retreat back to the cave, something tells you that piercing your baby’s ears was an event enough for the night.

[camryn-haitani]

kissing the Sk8 boys before their beef

reki kyan, langa hasegawa, kaoru sakurayashiki (cherry blossom), kojiro nanjo (joe) x GN! reader

TW: cursing

lowercase intended. this is the beginning of y'all's relationship so this is the first time y'all kiss

(s/y/n) means yalls 'S' name if y'all want a secret identity like how kaoru has cherry blossom

Reki Kyan

you hear the door slam open as you jolt your head up to see what it is. you see your boyfriend in the doorframe looking directly at you

"Y/N Y/N Y/N. GUESS WHAAAAAAAT!" he yells as he runs to your desk. you smush his cheeks with your hand. "reki baby, calm down. and what is it?" you ask. "sorry, but you gotta guess." he says in a more hushed manner.

"uhmmmm you got a beef?" you question. he nods his head. "and lemme guess, with shadow?" he nods more excited. "I've been studying his tricks and cheats so I'll definitely beat him now." he whispers so people wont hear him talk about S. y'all's teacher walks in and reki goes to sit down, bouncing his knee up and down, not being able to contain his excitement.

time skip

langa, reki, and you gather up at S and look for Joe and Cherry. you see Cherry's bright ass pink hair and lead the guys over to him.

"glad to see y'all can make it. reki I wish you luck." cherry says in a monotone voice. "thanks cherry! i really appreciate it" reki smiles.

"yo! you ready to get your ass kicked, you little punk!" shadow walks up behind reki. "hell yeah! I'm gonna beat you tonight, shadow. and if I win, you have to get a act like a baby for 10 minutes. wah wah!" reki mocks him like a baby.

"oh yeah?! and if I win, you have to do the same!" shadow yells. "really creative, huh?" he says.

they get into their starting positions and wait for the lights.

"reki wait!" you run up to him. "s/y/n? what are you-" he gets cut off by you kissing him. he kisses you back and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you in. you pull back, "good luck!" you smile at him.

let's just say that a certain video of shadow got sent to your phone :)

he was so happy that you kissed him to the point where he ran to you at the finish line and tackled you in another kiss. he did not want to let you go

Langa Hasegawa

you were watching langa practice some new tricks that reki told him about. he had a beef with some random guy that challenged him, but langa had nothing to worry about. he's sure he can beat him.

of course langa fell a few times and he always came to you to bandage him up. he always has that sad walk everytime he came up to you with a scraped hand or knee. but nevertheless, he always got back up again.

"gasp, langa look!" you pointed at the sunset. one of two things. 1. you wanted to show him how pretty the sunset was. 2. it was about that time to start heading over to S. you packed your things up and starting heading there.

of course, reki was already at S and waiting for y'all. "langa! s/y/n! you're here!" reki ran up and tackled us in a hug. "omg reki, hi!" you laugh. he gets up and helps me and langa up. "dude are you ready?!" reki asks. "of course!" langa says with a smile. 'he looks so pretty when he's happy and smiling' you say to yourself.

langa was about to go to the starting line when you called for him. he walked up to you, "yes, honey?" he asks. "one thing." you grabbed his collar and kissed him. you let go of his shirt and wished him luck. she was absolutely red and stuttering, poor boy could barely walk back to the starting line.

he of course won. he was still so red when he came up to you at the finish line. he was a stuttering mess asking you if you can kiss him more often

Kaoru Sakurayashiki (Cherry Blossom)

you're at where kaoru works and you're just watching him do whatever the hell he does when he works. you're just staring at him, mindlessly, engaged in whatever he's doing. "i can feel your eyes burn into my head, darling. is there something you need?" he asks. "oh uhm no... i just like watching you work.." you admit embarrassed.

after he gets off work, you both head over to Joe's for some food. "well if it isn't my two favorite people. the usual seats and orders, I presume?" joe asks. "you know us so well" you respond.

you and kaoru sit at the bar so you can talk to Joe. he brings out both of your drinks and food and leans on the counter. "so che- I mean kaoru." Joe messes up. kaoru gives him a 'watch what you say' glare at Joe. "how about a beef tonight, kaoru? just like old times, huh?" joe asks. "fine, but only if it'll get you off my back, you dopey gorilla." he says.

time skip

cherry took almost an hour to get ready, mostly on his hair, and we go to find Joe. i see his deep, moss green hair (insultingly) and he sees me. he runs over and gives me a bone crunching hug. "s/y/n!! you made it." he says. he looks at cherry, "oh, and the princess has arrived as well. how long did it take you to do your hair this time?" joe asks. cherry just slapped his back and joe hissed at the pain.

"you ready, you walking shampoo ad?" joe looks over at him. "ready to wipe that smirk off your dumbass face." he fires back. "oooh so sassy today."

"wait, darling." you call to cherry. "yes, angel?" he sits back up. "good luck, mkay?" you pull down his mask before he protests and kiss him. his eyes widen in shock, he doesn't know what to feel or how to react. you pull up his mask before anyone else can see.

cherry absolutely won against Joe since he had your kiss to motivate him.

he now requires a kiss before every single beef he has

Kojiro Nanjo (Joe)

like cherry, you were admiring kojiro while he worked. just something about the unform he wears makes his muscles and everything look so good on him. you weren't gonna lie, you may or may not have been slowly undressing him in your mi-

"if you keep undressing me with your eyes, I'm gonna catch a cold." he says with his back turned to you as he washes dishes. he has his sleeves halfway rolled up, making him 10x hotter. "oh shut up you gorilla." you say as you look away, but then look at him in the corner of your eyes. "oooh ouch that one stung," he says sarcastically, "you've been hanging out with kaoru too much." he says, never turning around.

once he's done with the dishes and everyone's cleared out, he dries his hands and leans on the counter to look at you. "some little punk kid challenged me to a beef tonight. you're gonna be there right, darling?" he questions. "well of course, sweetheart. wouldn't want to miss seeing you shirtless." you shot back while looking at his hands. there's steam coming off of them from the hot ass water he was doing the dishes with. "my eyes are up here, darling. you can see me shirtless tonight, lovey." he raises your head with his finger. "oh don't worry, I plan on it. and if I hear one of your fangirls yelling about how they wanna quote 'marry your abs'," you finger quote, "I'll jump on their asses." you sickly smile. "damn, you're hot when your possessive."

time skip

you both ride to where either reki, langa, or cherry was, or whoever you find first. reki and langa run up to you and jumps you in a hug, making you fall off your board. "s/y/n!" they say while pilling on you. they always do this every time you come to S, but you don't mind, it's cute.

joe pulls them off of you and helps you up. the kid who challenged him starts egging him on about how Joe will lose and that he'll never beat him. this, of course, pissed you off. "joe!" you wiggled your finger to signal to come here. before he stops, you pulled his belt buckle, wrapped your arms around him, and kissed him. he doesn't hesitate to kiss you back immediately. you pull away, "kick his ass, darling" you tell him. "damn angel, do this all the time and I'll do whatever you say." he teases.

he, like cherry, had your kiss to motivate his win.

joe, and like reki, walked up to you after his win, and kissed you oh so passionately at his win

he also requires a kiss before every beef

[vickyyoon]

Paring - best friend hyunjin x fem!reader

Genre : smut, fluff

Warnings : heart melting amount of fluff and very very soft sex.

Synopsis : your best friend always had feelings for you but you never came to know that especially when you found yourself so little next to him.

You were slouched on the couch with your best friend hyunjin's head on your shoulder as you watch a movie that was apparently " super popular and amazing".

Soon you guys got bored and decided to catch up on somethings you guys missed out when he was visiting his grandma.

You ranted and ranted on and on to him about how you were just so single and it burned your skin watching couples. Your family always made you feel left out because of that.

" they always go on group dates with my cousins, relatives, siblings and others. I could be there with them right now but Is it because I'm ugly? Am I not good enough? Why do I have to be single! " you were about to explode in anger.

"like this time again? That's so rude honestly. I mean they're your family" he watched you rant on and on smiling and finding it cute.

" they don't even call me! They just leave me all alone! How hurt could I even be? Why is everyone taken!?" you cry.

You looked like you were about to tear up. And he gave you a comforting hug. You had rare friends that comfort you like him. You always wondered how he was so patient listening to you for hours.

" I find your stories interesting and funny. That's why I like you." making you happy and feel a bit better.

You go to the kitchen and bring out a bucket of ice cream you keep for yourself especially on these days. He watched you shove your mouth and rant on and on... again.

It was entertaining until you brought up a boy. " You remember Lee know? Well I always liked him but he's been so distant I swear I can't reach him. I feel like being with him for the rest of my life but he's always so much better than me and it makes me feel so small" you pout.

" at this rate I'll be single forever. I wish I could get close to him. If school ends how will I ever be with him?!" you were tearing up from that thought.

His face changed too he wasn't smiling like before, he looked a bit hurt. He couldn't even hear you when his mind flood with thoughts.

Such a pretty girl, what a pity she isnt taken. And if you would be his he would be the happiest person in the entire world. He remembered when he was in that same loop hole.

Waking up drenched in sweat with the thought of you being with someone else. He worked so hard just to be your friend. He worked even harder just to be your best friend and now his mind only ached with those memories of how hard he tried.

He liked you since first grade. You were the apple of his eye, A sweet melody played on his mind when he thinks about you. In fact whenever he sees you, he only finds good memories. Like the beautiful scenery of a field of colorful flowers or a dawn where the sun's ray of light hit the waves of the sea on a misty blue morning.

You were his only reason to live. You were his only purpose to find life because he was lost before he found a reason to live.

Today his heart ached to hear such a thing from you. Tears threatened to leave his eyes but he knew very well how much it swells in your heart to not have the person you want close to you because he's been though all of that.

You could tell something was wrong. " H-hyunjin? Is there something wrong?" he shook his head smiling at you.

"No it's just that minho is taken, didn't you know that?" he couldnt believe but he's lying now.

" wah-what? But no one told me!" to add feul to the fire he lies even more. "it seems like they're in deep love too. He said he's planning to propose to her after graduation.I'm surprised you didn't know That" hyunjin said.

"wah-what no! Why? Wh-why is this happening to me?" you were breaking down and he came closer to you and gave you a comforting hug that you cried onto his shoulders in seconds.

" If you're really looking for someone..." he pauses. " you have me. I'm ready to be yours. I've always liked you." you froze in your place.

He pulls out from the hug. He stares at you who was speechless. You know you've always liked him but you always knew that he was never going to be yours especially when he's just your best friend who always looks out for you. You could never loose him so you always pushed that tight far far away so much so you found yourself looking for others to keep yourself distracted.

"I-I'm really sorry if you don't think of me like that." he stumbles over his words ready to leave.

"wait." you grab his wrist sitting him down. "what do you mean you've always liked me?" and he stared at you before telling you how he's spent half of his life just chasing you.

It was the first day of 1st grade that his eyes landed on you. From then he liked you. That feeling grew much bigger by each grade.

" if you remember that field trip in 7th grade where we went to a huge mountain. I only stared at you looking at the mist and fog near the railing of the huge mountain. You looked liked my lost happiness." and from then he chased after you even harder,

Shifting his body, mind, behavior and likings just to be perfect for you.

You just stare at him only wondering how this popular hot boy only ran after you when he was surrounded by pretty people.

"it wasn't just your looks, your smile reminded me of my first time star gazing with my mom. I could remember that moment only when I saw you smile." you flushed.

" it started with just you but then I fell harder for your personality, behavior and kindness. How could you exist? How could a person like you even exist? I only knew I needed you."

This was when he became your best friend. "it didn't mean anything if it meant changing myself for you. I would happily do that to be a better person. Maybe I don't know my real self because I changed for you but I'm happy like this."

You were crying again. You only needed to hug him. " if only you be mine, my soul will rest in peace." he said kissing your forehead and you nod your head in his chest.

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Somewhere in between those tears you two were turning hot and burned from the inside, searching for that one feeling of relief.

Before you knew it, you two were making out. You were on top of him while sat still. Eating each other hungrily.

Out of some intense climax you started grinding on his hard bulge hinting him what you were craving.

You took off your hoodie and your little top, then your pants, underwear and bra. You guys stripped every piece of clothing off of each other.

You could only admire his physique just wondering why you didn't ask him out earlier. This all could have been yours.

He was shaking pulling down his boxers. He came towards you with his hard pink red cock leaking pre cum. It was big.

You were resting your head on the armrest of the couch. He lifts your legs to your chest. Staring at your wet cunt.

He picked up your wet slick and stuck a finger inside. Making you whine at the feeling. He admired your sweaty red flushed face.

He licks your wet cunt, the texture of his tongue shivered you.

You didn't know if the feeling was because of the sensitivity of your first time or the feeling of being fucked by hyunjin made you this mess.

You were whining and whining until he started to pump into you. Lewd moans escaped your mouth.

You were grinding on his fingers. " Pl-please. I just fuck me already." just waiting for him to fit inside you.

Without another word he sticks his cock in you giving you a stretch you think youll never find this good. Before you knew it he was slowly thrusting in you.

" that feels good. I always knew your walls you'd feel good but never thought it would feel as this good." he moaned.

Shit...this wasn't him fucking you. It was him making love to you

His wet lips draped over your entire body. Covering you with marks and wet kisses. Touching everything single soft parts discovering you and your favorite parts.

The feeling was tingling. Even though his thrusts were slow and agonizing, the feeling made you blush harder with every thrust. Just the thought of him in you, and how much he wanted you. You finally felt wanted.

" Y/n I've rejected every single girl I my life, hoping I'd have you one day." he claimed. " and you're not ugly, it was me who warned all the boys off."

Though the confession hurt you, you liked how he did so much just to get to you. " only if you asked me out earlier, I wouldnt have to do this." those words spun in your head.

You realize how he's been hinting you all along but you've never thought of it like that.

" oh please! Mmh- just please go faster." a tear slips down your face.

This pace picks up a bit faster. The feeling has your walls wrapped around him.

" baby please loosen up, I might not last any longer if you keep up like this." he moans his face flushing aswell.

His face is buried in the crotch of your neck and you can feel his burning hot cheeks and sweat. His breathe was shaky and warm.

With every thrust you felt bubbling up, so much closer and closer to your first orgasm.

And him kissing and caressing your face did not help. The thrusts got sloppier and sloppier till it only made wet sounds.

" ahh I-Im close." you chocked on a moan, he moved even faster. Til both of you came together.

Both a panting, shaking mess. The feeling was euphoric, you wanted this every single day. Forget about Lee know.

" now are you still single?" he asked laying beside you looking at you stare at the ceiling.

"then will you be my boyfriend and be only mine?" you chuckled but looking back at him the question was his life. His eyes were teary.

" ye-yes! Ofcourse" he said. And you can see the sparks in his eyes. He really wanted you, and he really needed you. He looked like he won in his life.

[ticklish-n-stuff]

That Lyney fic just earned you a follow JAJSUJDHDD and I see ur still accepting tickletober prompts, so I was hoping to get one in! I'm not really sure how it works but I see day 23 isn't taken, so maybe you could do ler!Lyney and lee!Freminet for that one? Or any other day you'd wanna do that for is fine! I just have a dire need ajsjdjd

Anyway your writing is amazing and I can't wait to see more from you!

Tickletober day #23: Incoherent

YIPPEE LEE FREMI THE BABY 💖💖💖

I was so happy when I got this, I love the sibs 🥺💖💖💖

And am glad you enjoy my writing, hope you like this too! :D

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Freminet x Lyney (PLATONIC)

Lee: Freminet

Ler: Lyney

Warnings: Tickles!

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Anyone would be surprised to see Freminet zooming so swiftly across his home, but when the stakes where this high anything was possible.

“Fremineeeet~ Come out, come out wherever you are~” Lyney spoke in a sing-song voice as he stepped into his brother’s room, searching as to where the blonde could’ve hidden at. Or atleast pretending to, as his big brother, Lyney already knew all of his go-to hiding spots when it came to these sorts of games.

Freminet held in a shaky breath, covering his mouth behind his hands, quietly observing Lyney walk by from under his bed.

“Well I guess he isn’t here…~” Lyney’s voice became fainter and the door closed, signaling that he was gone. Freminet let out a sigh of relief, making his way out, until…

“Gotcha~”

When he looked up, Lyney was seated on top of his bed, looking down at him with a playful grin. Causing Freminet to gulp out of instinct.

“No!” his fight or flight reaction kicked in, trying to scurry away but it was too late. Lyney managed to quickly pull him up, pinning him down on his bed.

“Now where do you think you’re going? You should know better than to hide from the tickle monster~” Lyney’s grin turn into a mischevious smirk, as he started to wiggle his fingers just above Freminet’s tummy, barely ghosting over the sensitive skin.

“W-wahahait! Dohon’t you wanna hear about romaritime flowers and- and hat jellyfiHIHISH?!” Freminet’s words fell deaf as Lyney’s fingers finally reached their destination. Gently wiggling all over the soft flesh of his midsection. “WAHAHA! LYNEY NO! WAIT! PFFTAHAHAHA!”

“Aww! Look at you go, little brother! You can barely even talk when I go tickle tickle tickle~ on your cute tummy~”

“Now y’know what they say, every good magician needs a grand finale~”

Freminet let out a flustered squeal, his pale complexion quickly turning as bright as Lyney’s pyro vision.

"Haha! A tickle under here~ And a tickle under there~!" the magician spoke playfully as he struck under Freminet's armpits with each teasing phrase, sending his little brother further down into hysterics.

"NAHAHAHAO! N-NOHOHO TEASING! LYNEY- PLEHEHEASE!" the freckled boy's eyes were shut tight, as if that somehow would make the ticklish feeling go away. If anything, it just made him more susceptible to it, not knowing what his brother would do next. Then again, he could never tell what Lyney's next move would be.

Freminet let out an audible gulp at that. His eyes widened in fear and yet excitement at what Lyney could have in store for him, but whatever it was, it could only be 'torturous' for him.

The magician cracked his fingers and loosened his muscles, as if this were his greatest trick yet. He then pulled up Freminet’s shirt and sucked in as much air as he could hold, before leaning down and releasing the mother of raspberries on poor Freminet’s tummy.

“WAH! PSHHH! AHAHAHAHA! IHIHIT TICKLES SO BAHAHAD!” the introvert cried out the obvious through bouts of laughter. He couldn’t help but throw his head back, his wide smile open for everyone to see.

Once the torment was done, Lyney pulled back, wearing a satisfied smirk on his face. “Thank you one and all!~” Lyney bowed down to an imaginary audience, as Fremimet was still too busy giggling and gasping for breath to even get up.

“I hope you had fun, little brother. I know I sure did~” Lyney teased, leaning down to playfully boop his brother’s redenned nose.

Fremimet let out a small, flustered grumble. Hiding his nose with his hands. “I-it… yeah, I did…” he eventually admitted shyly, letting out a coy smile.

“Then my job here is done!” Lyney flipped his cape dramatically before exiting out of the room, leaving a giddy Freminet to reminiscence of what just happened.

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[bleucaesura]

STOLITZØ - FORTY THREE

“Exactly how long have I been gone?” Blitzø looked at his mother.

“Few days?” She rubbed her chin, looking up and thinking. “Week? Maybe two?”

“TWO F*CKING WEEKS?!” Blitzø’s eyes practically bugged out of his head.

“Blitzo! Language!” His mother feigned horror.

Blitzø sagged and rolled his eyes. She chuckled.

“Christ on a stick, mom!” He huffed.

“Time is different here. Wibbly wobbly and all that.” She smiled sheepishly and shrugged. “Sorry, sweetie.”

Blitzø rubbed his hands down his face in frustration.

“If it makes you feel any better,” she put her hand on his shoulder. “I think you’re ready to go.”

“Reeeeeeally!” Blitzø looked up at her with stars in his eyes.

She smiled tenderly. “Your family is waiting for you.”

Blitzø felt tears welling up in his eyes. She smiled and brushed her hand across his cheek tenderly. He leaned into it, not wanting to forget the feeling of that hand ever again.

“But before you go…” his mother stood and spread her arms wide into the sparkling heavens above her. They flew apart and expanded until Blitzø and his mother were giants standing amidst the galaxies. She continued to expand the view further. They were in the Milky Way now. Blitzø recognized the planets.

Blitzø was mesmerized. He watched, transfixed as she reached out and plucked a planet from its place in the sky. She turned to face him, the planet slowly turning and hovering above her hand.

“There’s something I’d like you to have.”

Blitzø looked closer and realized it was the Earth. He looked at her, confused. She chuckled and smiled.

His mother brought the Earth closer to Blitzø, and waited until it had turned to reveal the moon.

“Take it,” she nodded at the moon.

Blitzø reached over and cautiously plucked the little marble from its orbit. He looked it over between his fingers in wonderment. It was simple, but absolutely f*cking beautiful.

His mother released the Earth and it returned to its place in the cosmos. With a wave of her hands the universe contracted again. She held out her hand. He took it, not ever wanting to let go.

She smiled.

“Let’s put that little gem somewhere safe, shall we?” She took the moon from him and put it in his pocket. “There. In a pocket. Safe and sound. Somewhere you’ll always be able to find it.”

Blitzø smiled at his mother. He loved how she had always fussed over him.

“I want you to give that to Stolas,” she pointed to his pocket.

“You want me to give Stolas the moon?” Blitzø asked, skeptically, eyebrow raised.

She chuckled and pulled him into a fierce hug. “He’ll understand.”

“As long as someone does,” Blitzø laughed.

They hugged in comfortable silence for a time. Blitzø wanted this moment to last forever. He didn’t want to say goodbye to his mother ever again.

“Sweetheart?” His mother pulled back from their hug and looked at him. “Please know my death was NEVER your fault.”

Blitzø broke down in tears.

His mother slapped both hands on either side of his face and squished his cheeks until his lips puckered

“Ahh-ooo” Blitzø sniffled through puckered lips. His tears were tears of pain now. “Wah wuv dah fur?”

His mother laughed joyfully and hugged him tightly, wrapping them both in her tail.

Blitzø laughed in spite of himself, returning the gesture.

“Promise me that you will stop blaming yourself for my death.”

Blitzø buried his face in her hair, breathing in her scent, not wanting to let go. “I promise, momma.”

“And promise me you’ll tell that sweet Prince of yours that you love him.”

“Yes, momma,” Blitzø whispered. “I promise.”

“You are worthy of so much love and happiness.” She stroked his horns tenderly. “I see a bright future ahead of you, if you open yourself up to love.”

Blitzø nodded with his face still buried in her hair. “I will.”

Blitzø’s mother released him from their hug.

“It’s time to go.”

“Will we ever see each other again?” Blitzø choked on his tears.

“My sweet, precious boy…” She held him one last time and whispered, “I see you every day.”

*****

[straykidsmoonlight]

Hey , love dad skz this actually melting my heart

so what if hyunjin's son is watching him from the TV screen and absolutely adore his father in this monent so when hyunjin returns from a concert his kid ask him to teach "acting like daddy" and later he tries to teach him choreography and y/n shoots this cute moment on camera idk like hyun is proud of his little baby 🥺

TV

SKZ dad imagine- Hyunjin

“ITS APPA ITS APPA” you hear your son cry from the next room. Carrying in a plate of snacks, you settle down next to your son Cheon-Sa and see your husband Hyunjin with his members on the TV. They are currently at an awards show performing Case 143 and Domino. You would normally be watching with Cheon-Sa from the side of the stage however your son had a cold, and therefore you guys stayed back and agreed to watch on the TV. As the music on the screen started Cheon-Sa clapped his hands together, mesmerised by his dad on the screen. You looked on fondly at your little sons face light up with joy and pride. Cheon-Sa had made a sign for Hyunjin with his crayons earlier today, and because you didn’t have the heart to tell him hi dad wouldn’t be able to see it, he clutched in in his little hands as he smiled brightly at the screen. After a few minutes the performance was over, and you’d be lying if your heart didn’t swell with pride at your husband and his members hard work. “Cheonginnie it’s time for bed!” You say, turning to your son, your face falling when you see his little face crumbling with small tears. “Want to wait for Appa” he whispers “want to see him” he repeats. Your heart instantly softens as you vow that this will be a one off experience. You fix Cheon-Sa a drink while you wait for the man of the hour to return. Sure enough, within about an hour you hear the phone bell of your apartment sound, as your husband makes his way up. As soon as the door opens, you move to throw your arms round Hyunjin, leaving small kisses on his lips as he buries his face in your neck. Cheon-Sa sprints up to his dad, clutching onto Hyunjins legs as he reaches down to scoop up his son. Clutching him to his chest, Hyunjin looks at you with a huge grin on his face. “Wah Jinnie you should of seen him watching you, he was in awe.” Tears blister Hyunjins eyes as he looks down at his little boy in his arms. “Appa teach me how to dance?” Cheon- Sa asks, flashing his doe eyes at Hyunjin. “Of COURSE baby” Hyunjin exclaims, practically shaking with excitement and happiness”. Your husband places you sons feet on top of his and holds his arms above his head, gently guiding him on the moves to Maniac. Your heart absolutely melts at your son acting like his daddy, as you whip out your phone, noting Hyunjins watery eyes as he watches his son with pride

I’m also now writing personalised stories for small tips… unemployment is real in my country… please message or ask (anons more than welcome) for more info!

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

Their everything.

Pairing: Hong woojin x reader x Kim gunwoo.

Summary: the past will always be part of your boyfriends, you knew that. But when an old friend returned you can't help but feel inferior.

Warnings: Past trauma, Arguments, Jealousy, Bromance, Polyamorous relationship, M/f/m, Smut, Threesome, Fingering, Oral ( Male), Creampies, Cum shot, Rough sex, Attempted non-con (not the boys), Augst?

In a way, you always believed that you, Gun-woo, and Woojin's relationship was too good to be true. How could the story of a girl living in a new country, starting a new beginning bumping into two handsome men, and spilling her coffee all over them, expecting to be yelled at instead they did the opposite. And as their eyes met yours, it was like everything in the world made sense. It sounded completely insane.

And you knew they truly loved you, the many nights of passion and sweet words made that clear. Yet the twinkles in Gunwoo's eyes and the big grin Woojin sported when he pulled Hyun Ju and Gunwoo into a hug as she showed up at your doorstep out of the blue, with tearful laughter and snuffling they invited her inside. Her hair was longer than it was in the pictures your boys had of her, reaching down her back and much more shinny, her skin flawlessly pale and her smile was heart-stopping. She was nothing short of gorgeous. She looked so perfect for them, why wouldn't she? They shared a history, a painful, gut-wrenching, and traumatic past, she understood the pain and horror while you couldn't even imagine what it felt like. They wouldn't have to deal with the disapproving stares and the brutal honesty of what people thought of their relationship or had to sometimes translate for her.

"Ah! Hyun Ju! This is our girlfriend!" Woojin grinned as he threw his arm over you and pulled you into his side, shaking you a bit. "Oh..when did you meet?" Hyun Ju asked, her almond eyes seemingly taking you in as she checked you from head to toe from across the couch you sat on between your boyfriends. "We met a year after dealing with Kim Myeong-gil," Gunwoo spoke up a soft smile on his plump lips as his fingers intertwined with yours. She only let out an acknowledgment hum before steering the conversation away from you.

They weren't home. Again. Like most days they were barely home, only coming back to pass out for whatever their doing with her, and for others, they'd be called away. A sense of hopefulness took over you as you heard a knock at the door, smiling you stopped cutting up your strawberries and rushed out of the kitchen and to the door, your heart beating faster at the thought of seeing your boys. "my, princess, you look excited to see me." a smug smirk tugged at your best friend's lips as he welcomed himself in, your smile faded. "Oh..hey, Sang." you greeted, shutting the door behind him and walking back into the kitchen, sighing as he ate one of the sliced fruit. "Why the long face?" he asked, taking hold of your chin, his thumb rubbing under your bottom lip once you got closer. His hazel eyes bored into your orbs, and his soft dyed sliver hair lay parted on his forehead "Are you not happy to see me?" he pouted. "N-no it's not that..." you trailed off, looking away but Sang, his sudden touch felt different from the other times, it was too intimate, "I just..miss them.." you muttered. "Oh, princess. They don't deserve your love. you must be so lonely here." Sang cooed, his hand sneaking behind your neck, "Let me make it better." he whispered, using his hand around your neck and shoving you closer, mashing your lips together.

The boys walked into the apartment you shared as Woojin complained about the weight of the things they had to carry. "Wah, why did she have to make us carry such heavy things?" he whined, rolling his sore shoulder. Gunwoo chuckled at his friend's antics. However, their entry was abruptly interrupted by Woojin's outburst. He grabbed Sang's shoulder, pulled him back, and pushed him away from you. Overcome by rage, Woojin cursed at Sang, his words coming out too fast to understand, but it was clear that it was not good.

Just as Woojin was gonna throw a punch Gunwoo stopped and shook his head before looking at Sang, "Leave..before I hurt you myself." Gunwoo glared at the other man, despite his calm tone, and that made Sang gulp in fear before scurrying away, like a dog with its tail between its legs.

Tension-filled silence hung between the three of you before Woojin broke it. "So this is what you've been doing while we were gone?!" he yelled, stepping closer. "Having fun with that jerk?" He couldn't be serious. "Huh?! Answer me!" He screamed as he trapped you against the wall. While this happened, Gunwoo stood there, staring at you with an unreadable emotion. A rage you had never felt before welled up inside you as you pushed Woojin as hard as you could, moving him a few feet back.

"What about you, huh?!" you screamed right back as you glared at your boyfriends. "How about your fun with that runaway? You both seemed pretty eager to be at her beck and call!" Gunwoo opened his mouth to say something, but you spoke again before he could. "Ever thought how much I would miss you? No, you didn't." Wiping the tears that built up in your eyes as you stormed to your bedroom and slammed the door shut leaving the boys frozen in shock.

A soft knock came an hour later. "Nae sarang," Gunwoo softly spoke. "We're so sorry." He sighed and laid his forehead on the wooden door. "Jagiya, I'm so sorry. I never should've yelled at you. Forgive me," Woojin sorrowfully begged. You wanted to be mad at them, to still be so angry, but the truth is you missed them too much to care about your anger. With a sigh, you opened the door and once they saw you, Woojin pulled you in a kiss, the hand on your cheek traveled down to your hip and shoved you into his chest, the kiss quickly became heat. You whimpered as Woojin's lips were replaced by Gunwoo's, his soft pillowy lips were a contrast to Woojin's thinner but equally soft lips. his hot tongue demanded entry to your mouth, once granted, he swirled his tongue around yours.

Pulling back, Gunwoo helped Woojin in his mission to leave you bare of your clothes, their clothes following soon after. Your moans were muffed as your lips around Woojin's cock, his thick, long cock thrusted into your hot mouth as Gunwoo's dick pumped in and out of your tight cunt, your slick dripping down onto his balls ans onto the bed. You were a mess, saliva running down your chin as Woojin used your mouth as a fleshlight, his neatly trimmed pubes brushed against your nose as he pushed his cock down your throat "I'm gonna c-cum,Jagiya!" Your older boyfriend cried out, his hips sped up, and his dick throbbed against your tongue. Gunwoo's pace sped up to match with his best friends thrusts, pushing you to your own climax.

With a shout, Woojin pulled out and his hot cum shot after shot onto your face, and heaving chest.

Gunwoo's strong arms wrapped around your middle, his hips raised and without warning he slammed you down onto his cock. "Yes!" You moaned as your hips stuttered from your second orgasm all the while your younger boyfriend thrusted upwards into your wet heat below you "Cumming!" He groaned as he threw his head back, his milky, hot semen released to you.

"We love you," Woojin spoke up after a while as you all caught your breaths. "Never forget that." Gunwoo continued as he wiped some sweat from your brow. "I love y'all too." You smiled at them weakly.

@geonwooz

[yuikomorii]

♡Valentine’s Day♡

// I present to you Ayayui Valentine's Day cg because they're adorable together and I really wanted to feed their stans uwu. I got this idea from something my bestie drew last year, and I'm not one to brag, but I love how this one turned out! It almost looks official, which makes me happy! ٩̋( *ˊᗜˋ* )و

I also wrote a special Valentine’s Day story regarding this cg! Despite being my best boy, I don’t really consider myself good at writing Ayato but I tried my best, therefore… if you’re into fluff and cheesy moments, click on “keep reading”! <3

~Ayayui Valentine’s Day scenario~

Yui: “Limited edition Pocky”

(That’s what I got yesterday when we went to the Demon world. Kanato-kun was surprisingly kind enough to recommend a good candy store, so I’m sure he must know best, right?)

(I can’t believe it’s already Valentine’s Day…)

(If I remembered it sooner, I would have tried to bake something special for it but I suppose these pocky sticks should do the trick as well. It’s still chocolate after all and it’s really interesting how once you finish them all, you’ll get a message at the bottom of the box!)

Now, all I have to do is wait and——

Ayato: Whatcha doing there, Chichinashi?

Yui: Wah…! Geez, Ayato-kun, you scared me!

(And he almost saw the pocky box too—!)

Ayato: Tch… stop screaming, will you?

Yui: Ah… I-I’m sorry! It’s just that… Ayato-kun, there is——

Student: Hey, you’re Ayato-san, right? I was told to give you these. They are quite a lot, you must really be popular, huh?

Yui: …!

(Eeh!? A bag full of chocolates!)

(I know Ayato-kun, as a member of the Sakamaki family, is popular but when this thought crosses my mind, my chest… it somehow tightens…)

W-Woah, the amount is really impressive!

Student: Right? I wish I received such gifts on Valentine’s Day too but haa… not everyone is lucky enough.

Ayato: Y’know, if you really want them, you can have them.

Yui: Wha—!

Student: E-Excuse me?

Ayato: I don’t need them, they can’t satisfy me in any way so what’s the point of keeping useless trash?

Yui: B-But Ayato-kun, it’s the thought that counts! Besides, they spent money on them!

Ayato: If they can afford to attend a private school, buying chocolates will not bankrupt them. Let's go, or what now? Do you prefer to walk home all alone in the dark?

Yui: That’s… I-I’m coming!

— Timeskip —

Yui: (Ayato-kun… Does he refuse Valentine's Day gifts? But if that's the case, I can't guarantee I won't be rejected as well...)

(Nevertheless, thinking negatively will accomplish nothing. I bought the box with the thought of him in my mind because Ayato-kun is the person I like the most. If I don't take a shot, I might regret it later, so it's now or never!)

Hey, Ayato-kun.

Ayato: Hm?

Yui: (Here we go…!)

Will you be… my Valentine?

— Yui blushes and hands him the pocky box —

Ayato: Heh…

Yui: (C-Come on, is he laughing at me now?)

— Ayato teleports —

Yui: Eh?

(We’re at some sort of dessert shop?)

Ayato: Took you long enough, Chichinashi. I would have much rather preferred to receive Takoyaki but pocky doesn’t sound half bad either.

Yui: Wait a little, so you knew!?

Ayato: Obviously? I noticed you hiding something from me a few hours ago and waited all day for you to make your move. At some point, I even thought you were scared based on my reaction to that bag of chocolates, which… wasn’t my intention.

Yui: It’s alright, don’t worry. I should have guessed you don't like Valentine's Day gifts. I mean, I'm sure there are a lot of disadvantages to being popular. You probably grew tired of receiving gifts from people with whom you had little or no interaction.

Ayato: That too but those chicks also lacked courage. If you're going to make something for me, give it to me face to face. I wouldn't have turned down their gifts otherwise; I'm not that kind of person, y’know?

Yui: (I see, so that explains his reaction. I failed to look at what was actually bothering Ayato-kun but on a positive note, I’m glad I took action, because that’s what he truly wanted.)

Ayato: Besides… I… I would have accepted it anyway from you.

Yui: A-Ayato-kun…!

Ayato: S-Stop screaming already, will you!? Tch… whatever!

Yui: (Am I not seeing well or is he really blushing? Fufu, that’s somehow cute~!)

Ayato: Pocky, huh? Let’s give them a taste test then, hm?

— Ayato puts pocky in his mouth and gets closer —

Yui: Eh? R-Right now? But this is a public place!

Ayato: And? What’s the point in having a Valentine if you can’t show them off ? Now c’mon, open your mouth.

Yui: Uuh…

(He’s lifting my chin!)

(When Ayato-kun looks at me like that… I simply can’t resist anymore!)

F-Fine… Mn..

Ayato: Mn… Mn… Mn…

Yui: (W-Wait, slow down!)

Ayato: *kisses*

Yui: …!

Ayato: Heeh, your face is turning bright red; are you really that easy to heat up~?

Yui: “E-Easy”, you say, but that's a normal reaction when you decide to kiss me unexpectedly!

Ayato: And now that I've done it once, I demand a second round!

— Timeskip —

Yui: (I can’t believe we finished the whole pocky box. Gosh… that was so embarrassing!)

(Thankfully, the people around us preferred minding their own business rather than looking at us.)

Ayato: …

Yui: (Ayato-kun became unusually quiet; could he be sleeping?)

Ayato-kun…?

Ayato: …

Yui: (No answer at all? Did he really fall asleep?)

(However, I shouldn't wake him up. We'll be asked to leave when the dessert shop closes anyway, so I'll let him nap for the time being.)

Come to think of it, now that the box is empty, a message was said to be at the bottom of it, no?

— Yui finds a piece of paper and starts reading —

Yui: “Thank you for purchasing our limited edition pocky! In honor of this release, we have a special treat in store for you too: if you share a pocky stick with your beloved, both of you will be able to drown in pleasure afterwards! The reason is simple because our secret ingredient is… aphrodisiac”!?

(N-No way, this can’t— Kya! Something is touching my leg!)

Ayato: Change of plans. Come with me, Yui.

— Ayato picks her up —

Yui: W-Wah, wait, Ayato-kun—!

(Uuh… what will I get myself into?)

[jacenotjason]

hellooo!! helloo!! I have... I have TWO QUESTIONS!! 1. How would each of them react to someone being homophobic/transphobic towards them? 2. uhhh how would they react if they saw their parents? especially the ones that don't like/have never met parents (i was gonna put something else for the second one but uhhh i frogor uh oh)

OH BOY TWO QUESTIONS!! Ok lets all pray Tumblr doenst eat this its gonna be a lot

Ok first question, how would they react to someone being queerphobic to them?

Eddie: “mhm… sure…” he does not care. He deosnt really listen to people in the first place, the second you start trying to offend him he just tones you out. He does not give half a shit. Maybe if you keep talking.. a fuck will fall into his hand!

Poppy: being queerphobic to her?? Eh. Who cares. She lived through a homophobic cult and also bigoted parents, shes got tough skin. Being queerphobic to her children? PREPARE TO CATCH THESE TALONS BIIIITCH

Julie: absolutely roasts you. She takes one look at you and digs up your nastiest trauma some how. Like this “ew a girl dating a girl thats gay (idk how to be homophobic)” “? *looks up and down* okay? I didn’t ask, go tell your mom. Oh, wait shes dead isn’t she? And your father isn’t even present, he left when you were 6 and you had to rely on your Grandfathers homophobic ideology and your Grandmothers abuse. I don’t care what you have to think.” Then the homophobe just lays on the floor in the fetal position.

Sally: “196.251.208.6” get doxxed.

Frank: he just starts crying :( then he goes and tells Eddie and hes gonna stab you

(How do you even be homophobic to someone questioning??) Barnaby: “I know my identity isn’t the root of your anger.. come here, sit down, lets talk it out..” uuuh free therapy? He just summons tea bc all grandpas have the ability to just summon tea

Howdy: i actually have no idea. Ik hes sort of gotten this reputation as violent but hes- guys hes pathetic. He probably just laughs at them and shoos them away, maybe pull the gun from under the counter if he needs to

OK ooo o this ones a little less fun.. if they met their parents

Eddie: quick Eddie lore he was raised in joint custody, his parents hate each other so… uhm.. were getting the gang back together! He’d probably just sit with his face in his hands as his parents fight like “Ohmygod.. guys stop” they blame each other for how Eddie ended up and hes like “Im literally right here”

Poppy: shes long gotten over her fear of her parents. She’s happy and thats all that matters, she’ll happily tell off her parents like a GIRLBOSS YEAAAHHH happily explain how she escaped the cult they sent her too and how happy she is rn

Julie: uhm.. Julie’s parents are dead. Next question. Lmao ok but fr if she like.. came back to life she’d be so happy :3 she, and all the other joyfuls, were raised by a single mom and Julie got all her “men are trash, defend urself, never be afraid to punch a man” type ideology from her mom and her mom was super accepting and she misses herrr :((

Sally: now you may think Sally has a terrible relationship with her parents.. but she doesnt :3 shes unable to see her mom (for agoraphobic, mental health, and also legal reasons) but she loves her a lot. Her mom did sort of raise her in shitty conditions, but Sally doesn’t blame her at all and misses her a lottt wah

Frank: no

Barnaby: ooohh no… so uuh lore for those that dont know, Barnaby’s parents gave him up to the “”””boarding school”””” when he was four and he doesnt remember them. He’d probably be happier then he should to meet them, but most definitely get gaslit by his parents :( like they have what Barnaby thinks is a normal conversation but really isnt.. someone stop it q-p

Howdy: he fuckin loves his dad!! And all his family!!! And he sees them regularly, so itd just be a normal visit

AAA big post ee

Also tumblr didnt eat it thank u tumblr

[rowretro]

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

WARNINGS: drugs, harassment(?), blood, gory violence descriptions

HAPPY NEW YEAR YALLZ!!!!

✧CHAPTER 2✧

Sunghoon waited patiently for the girl to get ready. Y/n was always so precise with her makeup, loving to go for an artistic style, she wore a pretty short, white dress, that was very y2k, the pretty laces that made her seem so delicate. her eye-makeup done accordingly, glittery, and white, which made her long lashes stand out. His eyes then landed on her lips, god, the prettiest part of her, was that jawline and most certainly her lips, reminds of how much he wanted to kiss them, the pink-ish nude shade of lipstick, making them look so plush.

y/n smiled at him as she wore her high heels "ready to go?" y/n asked "woah woah woah woah wait there young lady! why is your dress so short?!" Heeseung asked as Y/n groaned rolling her eyes "Ugh why do you have to be like mom?! it's not even that short!" y/n whined as Heeseung glared at her "Sunghoon, Im trusting you with my babysister, you know wearing insanely short dresses like that to parties is how little girls get killed." Heeseung remarked as y/n pouted.

"It's good bro... let's go y/n" Sunghoon said as the girl followed him to his car. Upon arriving at the party, Sunghoon knew he had to stick closely to the girl. Drugs, alcohol, pretty boys. And worst of all, Jooyeon. He knew, 5 seconds of y/n just talking to him, she'll be having his tongue down her throat all night. Sunghoon smirked, coming up with an idea, he had paid some random drunk girl to go make out with Jooyeon, right in front of y/n earlier.

Heck as soon as Y/n saw that girl practically fuck him with his clothes on, she was infuriated. "Y/n... are you alright?" Sunghoon asked with that twinge of fake concern, the girl turned to him nodding "Im glad I broke up with him first... I-I mean... first loves aren't meant to be right?" the girl asked. She walked off to the bar, ordering drinks already. Sunghoon sat beside her, watching as she flawlessly gulped down up to 3 bottles of different spirits, raw, smoking a little weed on the side. Before she could even get to her second roll up, Sunghoon smacked her hand away gently "Don't do it." He sternly warned.

The girl whined as she turned to one of the dealers, Sunghoon, pat her head, taking the roll up out of her hold, He went over to a few dealers to give a kind warning. By the time he got back, his angel was nowhere there. Panic took over as he roamed the mansion, searching for the girl. There, in one of the bedrooms, 5 boys were surrounding her. The girl cluelessly giggling "Wah Sunghoon since when did you get a beard and get so ugly? why are there 5 not so pretty versions of you???" the girl asked, high and drunk out of her mind..

As one of the males slapped her, the other yanking her back her hair as another choked her, spitting vulgar words at her. Sunghoon locked the door behind him as he approached the group. Oh those boys did not know what they were up against. Sunghoon towered over them, his eyes growing red, as he noticed the glossy tears and that tiny little drip of blood that stained her skin. Sunghoon snapped the hand of the man who had slapped his darling.

His wings spurting out as he his hands wrapped around the neck of the man who choked y/n, his grip visually tightening, as the man's veins popped torturously. Oh he wasn't done with these filth bags. He ripped off every hair of the male who had yanked y/n's hair, his hands smashing a bottle and stabbing the man nonstop. 3 dead, 2 more to kill... Smirking, he slipped off one of y/n's high heels, puncturing the men all over. Once he was done, he took his time to tamper with the crime scene, making it look like the 5 men had fought and killed themselves.

Once clearing off all the blood, and gently slipping y/n's high heel on, he carried her, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist as she sniffled "Sunghoon scaryyy... Sunghoon kill bad people... Sunghoon pretty wings!" She mumbled drunkenly, the man's hoon disappeared as he carried her out, knowing very well he will forget everything by tomorrow...

✧𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍✧

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Liam Evans Main Story: Chapter 12

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When I returned to Crown’s castle, I didn't feel like going to my room, so I headed for the pavilion in the garden.

I looked at the bundle of letters Marie gave me earlier in the day.

If I read through those letters, I might be able to grasp the cause of what was haunting Liam’s heart.

(But… I feel like I’m prying too much into Liam’s past without his permission.)

Liam: Found you, Kate.

Kate: WAH! Liam!

Liam: Ahaha! You look so shocked. I was looking for you because I have something to tell you.

Liam: I’m fully recovered!

Kate: Oh, really!?

Liam: Mm, really. Want to check by touching me anywhere you like?

(Then—)

I touched Liam’s cheek.

Liam: My injuries are healed, right? It’s all thanks to your help. Thank you, Kate.

Kate: I’m glad you're recovering well. Ah, and please never do that to yourself again.

Liam: Okaaayy.

Liam: — Anyway, what are those letters? By any chance, are they love letters addressed to you?

Kate: These letters were left behind by Jacob for Marie…

Liam: Jacob?

Kate: I’m so sorry if I’m overstepping boundaries—

I tried to apologise, but Liam put his index finger over my lips to stop me.

Liam: No need to apologise. I’m fine with it if it’s you.

Kate: … Huh?

Liam: On the day that article was published, you must’ve been so curious, and yet you still said “this isn’t the right time to ask”.

Liam: And you must've been very hesitant about whether to read these letters.

Liam: You being alone here is enough to prove that… am I right?

Kate: … Liam.

Liam: Besides, I want to read them too. Jacob was… someone precious to me.

Liam said with a smile and sat down next to me with movement as smooth as a cat’s.

Liam: Wow, this is a lot of letters. … Is this the first one?

This was the first letter Jacob wrote to Marie, it was written on his first day of work as a butler for the Evans family—

“Dear Marie, my fiancée who lives so far away from me.”

“Hey, how have you been? I'm working as a butler for the Evans family starting today. They own a major confectionery production company.”

“How laughable that I became a butler. The household consists of a husband and wife, and they have a son named Liam.”

“Honestly, I’m not very good with children. He’s a friendly boy, so we’re getting along well. It's miraculous.”

“Well then, I’ll write to you again another time. Take care and don't catch a cold, Marie.”

Kate: Fufu, seems like you’ve been a friendly person ever since you were a child. I can imagine it.

Liam: I still remember that time very well. I desperately wanted to get along with him, so I kept trying to talk to him…

The second and third letters were all about Liam and Jacob’s happy moments together.

They had snacks in the middle of the night, and spent sleepless nights reading stories together.

Liam: … I miss those times. I was so happy to have an older brother figure because I was an only child.

However, approximately half a year later, their peaceful days started to grow dark.

“Liam hasn't been very lively lately. He used to be so smiley, but recently he's been smiling a lot less.”

“I don't know what caused this change. Therefore, I took him to a theatre to cheer him up.”

“I felt relieved to see that he appeared to be enjoying himself. I guess even children have their own troubles, don’t they?”

(The next letter…)

“Liam came home with wounds on his cheek and arm. But when I asked about them, he only told me that he fell down.”

“That's a common occurrence for children, right? Let me know what you think, Marie.”

(... He was injured? How about the next one…)

“... Hey, Marie. Liam has been acting strange lately.”

“The moment I take my eyes off him, he gets severely injured in the most bizarre ways possible.”

“Sometimes, his behaviour shocks the people around him and he even damages the place.”

“Both the master of the house and the madam are bewildered by Liam’s wild behaviour.”

Kate: …

I looked up at Liam upon seeing the unsettling nature of the letter, and he signalled with his eyes that he didn't mind me reading on.

(... This is the last letter. In this letter, Jacob wrote—)

“Liam has been smiling a lot lately. But… his smile is different from the one I saw back when we first met.”

“A child’s smile — should be flawless. His smile was so adult-like… I thought it was strange.”

“Liam has… “something”.”

“I don’t know what that “something” is.”

“I wonder if there’s anything I can do for Liam. … I want this child to have his innocent smile back.”

That was the end of the final letter.

After that letter, that fire broke out and killed everyone in the Evans family. All except Liam.

I had so many questions that I found myself at a loss for words.

Kate: Liam, this is…

Liam: It’s nothing special.

(Huh…?)

Liam: The Evans family established their company and made it successful in just one generation. As their only son, I was the heir to the company.

Liam: Simply put, it was inevitable that I would take over the company. Therefore, I had to receive a special kind of education known as “kingcraft”. It was definitely more rigorous than normal studies.

Liam: That’s probably why I looked depressed to Jacob.

Liam: But that’s a common thing, right?

Kate: Common…?

Liam: Parents have high expectations of their children.

(... I guess so?)

Kate: … Then, what about the behaviour that shocked the people around you and got you severely injured?

Liam: I was having episodes. You witnessed one yourself that night, didn't you?

== Flashback Start ==

Liam: Fufu… fine, you just want to get rid of me, right?

Liam: Then let’s try to kill one another, starting now! … Haha, I wonder if you two can even kill me…?

== Flashback End ==

(The look in Liam’s eyes was so dark back then… it was almost as if he were a completely different person.)

Liam: The curse itself is inborn, but it appears at a different stage in each individual.

— Liam said that his curse first started appearing when he was five years old.

It was when he accidentally stepped onto the railway tracks and was nearly run over by an incoming train.

At that point of time, Liam didn't know about curses, so he was confused at first.

Liam: When the curse shows itself, people around the cursed person won’t know of its existence until something big happens.

Kate: The only difference between people with the same curse is their special “ability” that's unique to each person, am I right?

Liam: Mm, correct. However, on top of having my special ability, I started having episodes.

Liam’s rose coloured eyes had a far away look.

Liam: … It always rains in my heart right before I have an episode.

Kate: Rain?

Liam: It starts raining without any forewarning, neither can I voluntarily stop it.

Liam: And when that happens… I also hear a voice coming from somewhere.

Liam: I always end up listening to everything that voice says. By the time I snap back to my senses, I’ve already done something horribly wrong.

Kate: … What do you mean?

Liam: Things like destroying the seats at a banquet, or jumping from places where one wrong move would kill me.

Liam: Haha… when I come to my senses, I’ll remember everything I did. I’m pretty nasty, right?

Liam: My parents and Jacob couldn't figure out what triggered my episodes, so they were constantly worried about me.

The article by The Shadow wrote that the fire was started on purpose by Liam, who was nine years old at the time.

I remembered Liam’s lonely smile as he said “all of it is true”.

(Could it be…)

Kate: … Were you having an episode when that fire broke out at the Evans family’s mansion?

Liam: …

Liam: Yes, I was.

Liam: That fire broke out because of my episode—

Liam: The Evans family hosted a party at the mansion that day, and the fire happened after all the guests had left.

Liam: I had an episode and went wild, so I accidentally set the curtains on fire with the fire from the fireplace…

Liam: By the time I came to my senses, it was already too late. The fire had engulfed the entire mansion.

Liam: I was panicking as I stared at the roaring flames, and that was when Jacob came running towards me and shielding me—

== Flashback Start ==

Liam: Jacob…! Don’t save me, save yourself…!

Liam: … Just leave me here, Jacob! I was the one who started this, so… run!

Jacob: … *cough* Young master. Stop resisting. What if… you get… burnt to death too…

Liam: Jacob, stop! Hurry… you have to escape… or you’ll die, Jacob…!

Jacob: … Listen… carefully. You… you aren't to blame… for this.

Liam: … What?

Jacob: You… definitely have “something”. But even so… you’re not… evil.

Liam: No! All of this, everything… I…

Jacob: *cough*... ugh. If you still… believe that you are…

Jacob: Then… please survive, young master. For me.

Liam: … Survive?

Jacob: Please… live…, young master. Promise… me…

Jacob: To have been… able to… protect you…

Jacob: … I’m gla—...

Jacob: …

Liam: JACOB. JACOB…!?

Liam: UWAAAAHHHH…!

Liam: Help…! Someone, anyone, please help…!

== Flashback End ==

Liam: Jacob stopped moving, the fire was extinguished, and I was the sole survivor.

Kate: …

(... I don’t have anything to say.)

(Because it’s obvious that no matter what I say, nothing can comfort him.)

(But I have to say something. Anything…)

Liam: … Hey, Kate.

Kate: …?

Liam: Am I really “not evil”?

Liam: I didn't choose to be born with a curse. Some people say that curses are like a disease.

Liam: … But I disagree. They’re not something that's easily forgivable. Moreover…

Liam: As of now, it's been defined that only people with cat curses experience episodes.

Liam: However, those deceased people with cat curses… did they also experience episodes?

(What…?)

Liam: There aren't many records and documents about curses. Most of them aren't very accurate either.

Liam: If my episodes are independent of my curse, then…

Liam: … Maybe I’m the cause?

(That means Liam’s episodes may not be linked to his curse—)

Liam: But what’s the point of talking about “maybe”, right?

Liam: That’s why Roger is working so hard to figure this out.

Liam smiled lightheartedly, as if to dispel the dark atmosphere.

His rose coloured hair swayed in the gentle night breeze.

Liam: … Kate, there has never been a single day wherein I don’t remember what I’ve done.

Liam: That's why I’m still here… alive.

Liam: Jacob told me to “survive”, so this life is important.

(Liam is being honest with me about his feelings, and this isn't a matter that's easy to talk about.)

(But what is this… uncomfortable feeling?)

Drops of black ink fell onto my heart, gradually spreading and corroding.

Kate: Um, Liam.

Liam: Mm, what is it?

Kate: What you just said about… living because your life is precious… are you being serious about it?

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Event | Ayakashi Summer Festival | Chapter 7

Attendee A: Wah, these donuts are interesting!

Attendee B: Excuse me, I’d like an ayakashi donut!

Attendee C: We’ll take five over here!

Guy: Yes, we’re ready to take your orders.

Misumi: Welcome~! Here’s your two ayakashi donuts. Thank you for coming!

Azuma: …Oh, it’s even busier than before. Good work, you two.

Misumi: Welcome back, Azuma~.

Guy: You’re back from your break already.

Azuma: Yes, it’s Misumi’s turn for a break next.

Azuma: I know it’s a little early, but you’ve done enough here, Misumi. Go on and find Madoka.

Misumi: Are you sure?

Azuma: Of course. Go have lots of fun.

Guy: Don’t worry about us, go on and relax.

Misumi: Thanks! I’m off~!

Misumi: (I’ll send a LIME to Madoka to tell him that I’m gonna be a little early.)

Misumi: …There! Now to head to the stage…

Boy: Uuu… Uwa~ah…

Misumi: …Huh? What’s wrong?

Boy: Hic… There were too many people and… I lost my little brother…

Misumi: Your little brother?

Misumi: (I just sent Madoka a LIME saying I’d be earlier, but… But I can’t leave this boy alone…!)

Misumi: Let’s look for him together!

Boy: Really?

Misumi: Yeah! Where did you lose him? …Over there? Let’s look over there then!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Madoka: Excuse me… Do you know where my brother is?

Guy: Hm? Ikaruga isn’t with you?

Madoka: He’s supposed to be, but he didn’t show up where we said we’d meet. He messaged me saying he was going to come early, but I haven’t heard anything else since then…

Azuma: He only left here just a bit ago… How strange.

Madoka: Maybe we passed by each other… It isn’t quite our original meeting time yet, so I’ll go back to the spot.

Guy: Understood, we’ll contact you if we see Ikaruga anywhere.

Madoka: Yes, please do.

Azuma: …I wonder what’s going on with Misumi. He should’ve already been there by now…

Guy: Perhaps something happened. Yukishiro, leave the stall to me and go find Ikaruga.

Azuma: Good idea. I’ll see if I can find him.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Boy: Uueh… We can’t find him… Where did he go…

Misumi: It’s all okay. We’re gonna find him!

Misumi: Let me try and look from somewhere higher. And, hup!

Boy: Whoa, you can jump really high, big bro…!

Misumi: How about I go to that pillar over there? And, go…!

Boy: Amazing! You got up there so fast!

Misumi: (...Ah! There’s a little kid sitting in the shade of a food stall over there!)

Misumi: There! Is he that kid in the shade over there?

Boy: …Ah! It’s my brother!

Younger Brother: …! Onii-chan!

Boy: I’m so happy! I was so worried!

Younger Brother: Uueueh! I’m sorry~!

Misumi: I’m glad we found him~!

Misumi: Hey, did you two come here with your parents?

Boy: Mom and Dad are helping out with the festival.

Younger Brother: We were with them at first, but it was so boring… So me and Onii-chan decided to look around the festival together…

Boy: That’s when I lost my brother. I don’t know where Mom and Dad are now…

Misumi: Then let’s look for them next.

Misumi: (I’m sure I’m not gonna make it in time to meet up with Madoka, but… I can’t just leave these two alone like this…)

Azuma: Misumi, there you are. I’m so glad I found you.

Misumi: Ah, Azuma!

Azuma: Oh, who are these two?

Misumi: Well…

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Azuma: I see. Well then, let me help them find their parents.

Misumi: But…

Azuma: It’s okay, just leave it to me.

Azuma: Madoka’s waiting for you. I want you to honor the promise you made with your brother.

Misumi: Okay, got it. Thank you…! Then I’ll leave these two with you!

Azuma: I’ll be sure to find their parents, so don’t worry and just enjoy the festival with Madoka.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Misumi: Madoka!

Madoka: Ah, Nii-san.

Misumi: Sorry I’m late! A little boy lost his younger brother and I was helping him find him.

Misumi: We found him and now Azuma is taking them to find their parents.

Misumi: So I’m really really sorry for making you wait, Madoka…

Madoka: It’s okay, things like that just happen. And I like seeing your kindness like that, Nii-san.

Misumi: Madoka…! Thank you!

*Phone notification*

Misumi: Ah, I got a LIME from Azuma.

Misumi: They were able to find the kids’ parents! I’m glad~!

Madoka: Really? That’s good.

Misumi: Okay then! What do you wanna do now, Madoka?

Madoka: Do you have any recommendations?

Misumi: I do~! Over here, over here!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Misumi: Here, you can have the ultra round ball I just won, Madoka.

Madoka: Thank you. Then you can have this triangle one I won, Nii-san.

Misumi: Yaaay~, thanks!

Misumi: By the way, was the donut yummy?

Madoka: It was. That donut stall was your idea, right?

Misumi: Yeah!

Madoka: But why a donut stall at a summer festival?

Misumi: ‘Cause you like donuts, Madoka!

Madoka: Eh, how’d you know that? I never told you that…

Misumi: Ehehe, you didn’t have to say it for me to know!

Misumi: When we lived together, I always saw how sparkly your eyes got over donuts!

Misumi: And when I saw you eating them so happily, I knew right away that you liked donuts a lot!

Madoka: So that’s how you knew.

Madoka: …So you really have been looking out for me all this time.

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fight so dirty

Kimetsu Academy history teacher Rengoku Kyojuro never disappointed. His classes were beloved by all, and his methods were unorthodox - he believed learning solely from books alone was tiresome and promised disinterest, especially from the young folk of today. Lessons were as hands-on and physical as the school would allow - having the rowdy and excitable teenagers reenact scenes of war, protest, and other historical events (as safely as possible), so the children could experience firsthand what it could be to live through such times. 

And in that spring, with the weather so pleasant, Rengoku often took them out on field trips - like the one they were on at the moment.

A flock of over 20 teenagers trailed behind the sunset-haired teacher like baby ducks, followed by a chaperone - teacher Kanroji. They were making their way to Keizo's dojo, a martial arts school that taught an old, near-dying style of jiu-jitsu. 

They were welcomed in by a small, pale young woman who introduced herself as Koyuki, the dojo owner's daughter; she first took them to the lockers, where they all changed into keikogi, including the two teachers. Koyuki led them inside and showed them to the mats on the floor where they could all sit in front of the teacher.

The brunet man sitting in seiza in front of them was far younger than the one Rengoku made all the plans and arrangements with, and he quickly realized he must be the son-in-law master Keizo had mentioned.

"Welcome to Keizo's dojo, we're honored to host you all," the young man spoke, bowing stiffly (Rengoku made notice of Koyuki giggling softly at this). "I'm Hakuji, master Keizo's apprentice and a teacher here. I will be in charge of today's lesson in Master Keizo's stead, since he is bedridden with a minor cold."

At this, Rengoku shouted: "WE SHALL BE IN YOUR CARE!"

His students echoed the sentence, though far less ear-piercingly. 

The history of Soryū, the jiu-jitsu style Keizo taught, went back over 400 years in the past, and though Hakuji had began explaining it a little bit choppily and awkwardly, he quickly gained steam and went over the details he knew with a lot of passion - seemingly, this was a subject he was extremely interested in. 

The oral introduction to the style wasn't supposed to be long - master Keizo understood Rengoku's methods and agreed for the lesson to be more physical - but the young brunet was so enthralled by the subject that he accidentally spent way too much time going over the style theory vocally. Rengoku felt terrible interrupting, though - and to him, it WAS quite interesting -, so the one to stop him was Koyuki.

"Dear... don't forget the lesson plan!" the young woman reminded him in her soft tone, smiling sympathetically.

"Ah...!" Hakuji flushed and flailed a little. "My apologies! I hope I didn't bore you all..."

One of the students was smacked awake by another. Rengoku tried to distract the teacher from the disheartening sight. "Not at all! It was all so interesting! However, it would certainly be nice to move onward with the actual lessons!"

And, just as he finished saying that, the sound of doors opening and closing was heard from outside, as well as some muffled shouts of, "Keizo!? You there!?" Koyuki mumbled, "Oh, that must be him!", quickly walked to the door and left.

Hakuji grumbled and sighed. "That is... Master Keizo's special guest. Master decided it would be a good idea to have him demonstrate Soryū with me," by the slightly annoyed look on his face, it was obvious the brunet was not happy with this. "Hope that is fine with you, professor Rengoku!"

Rengoku wanted to say yes, but he was interrupted when the sliding door was nearly slammed open and-

A near-identical copy of teacher Hakuji clamorously stormed in.

All the students, Kanroji and Rengoku gasped, oh-ed and WAH?!-ed. Some of his rowdier students even screamed - specifically, Agatsuma and Hashibira. The boy with the boar hat jumped to his feet and pointed excitedly at the stranger.

"IT'S FUCKING AKAZA! MMA LEGEND AKAZA!"

Rengoku had no time to restrain him because the same brown haired boy that had smacked his classmate awake now bonked Hashibira on the head and forced him back on the floor. 

The attention was quickly back on the stranger and Hakuji - all eyes  boggling back and forth from the two, astonished by the uncanny similarity. Their faces and builds were identical - both pale and very fit, with powerful arms and legs, yet gentle, beautiful faces, highlighted by very long and light-colored eyelashes - and the only things that differentiated them physically were the stranger's ear piercings and hair, which was dyed a soft pink. 

Teacher Hakuji, already on his feet the second his pink-haired doppelgänger walked in, was standing next to him with an expression mix of annoyed and apologetic. With a sigh, he spoke:

"...this is Akaza, Keizo's special guest. He and I joined this dojo at the same time, and we have a similar level in Soryū, which-"

"You're just gonna skim over what's boggling their minds, huh?" this Akaza interrupted rudely and turned to the class with a toothy grin. "Hi, I'm his identical twin~ I'll be in your care~ sorry my little brother is such a stick in the mud~"

Hakuji gasped. "I'm not a-! You-! I'm only 5 minutes younger! How-" the brunet grumbled and shook his head, exhaling to try and calm himself down. "Anyway- Akaza and I are going to demonstrate Soryū, and once you all understand it, we can do some rounds with the students like we promised, professor Rengoku." 

When Rengoku exclaimed a resounding, "YES!", he noticed Akaza's eyes were trained on him. The pink haired man grinned and made a small gesture of "hello", which the teacher responded to with a small nod. 

Akaza left for a minute to change into keikogi to match his brother, and when he came back a few of the students (and Mitsuri, again) OOOOH-ed lowly - now that Akaza was wearing slightly shorter sleeves, the tattoos on both of his arms were visible. 

They were dark blue, armband type tattoos, and Rengoku could swear he remembered them from somewhere. The man sporting them smirked at the spectators' reactions, showing them off not-so-subtly by crossing his arms over his meaty chest. 

Hakuji tsk-ed and made to kick his twin on the back of his shin, which Akaza quickly avoided, and deflected with his own foot.

Without any introduction or preparations, the men began sparring - though, to Rengoku, it seemed more like a genuine fight. 

Both men's movements were fluid and fast, and whether it was because they knew each other well enough, or the genuine talent in their fighting style, they were always one step ahead of each other - almost always predicting their opponent's attacks to shield themselves from a blow. 

Hakuji, Rengoku noticed, put more emphasis on his leg and foot attacks, often managing to land kicks to Akaza's back and shins, which the pink-haired man often left unguarded. But despite this, Akaza was still landing more debilitating hits - punching Hakuji on his weaker points with his powerful fists, which seemed like they could punch through concrete.

The session ended when Hakuji fell to the mat floor, pinned by the chest by Akaza's arm after a kick to his legs. The brunet all but growled in frustration at having to tap out and admit defeat, yet he had to show an honorable loss to the students. 

Sitting back down in his previous seiza position (albeit a lot more disheveled and out of breath), Hakuji addressed the students and teachers before him. 

"That was our demonstration of Soryū,” he panted out, and brushed some sweaty hair out of his face. “Now, with professor Rengoku's help, please partner up in pairs, and I shall teach you some basic moves."

Rengoku shot up to his feet in excitement. "That was amazing! You two are amazing! Thank you for the demonstration!"

Saying this, he urged all his students to pick a friend to spar against, unaware of a certain pair of hazel - near golden - eyes following his moves intently, curiously.

The boar hat boy - Hashibira - was disgruntled. "I don't wanna partner up with these weaklings!" He almost roared. Then, he pointed at Akaza yet again, this time challengingly. "Fight me, Akaza! I only fight against the strongest!"

Mitsuri flailed, trying to apologize to the man while also reeling the student in. "Ino-! My sincerest apologies, Mr. Akaza- You can't just challenge professional fighters like that, Inosuke-!"

Akaza was very visibly having fun, rocking back and forth on his heels slightly and grinning. "I love your spirit, kid!" He praised. "Unfortunately, you're a little bit too small to be challenging me~ I only pick on people my size!" 

After hearing this, Hashibira went red in the face - whether out of humiliation or ire, nobody was sure - and his challenging stance turned into more of a little tantrum. Rengoku trotted up to him and Mitsuri to try and reason with him. 

"Don't falter, Young Hashibira! Mr. Akaza did say you're almost there in terms of muscle mass and height! You can challenge him again in a couple years!"

As the boar boy slowly - reluctantly - calmed down, the pink haired man hummed in thought, resting his chin on his fist - eyes still watching the history teacher, almost as if scanning him.

"Would the teacher perhaps- Rengoku, was it?- want to go up against me, instead?" Akaza said with a wolfish grin, causing a silence to fall over the dojo. He locked eyes with the man and chuckled. "I would go easy on you, of course."

Rengoku felt a shiver of unknown origin go down his spine. 

Hashibira immediately started urging the blond man on, saying, "defend my honor!" and "you're weaker than me, of course, but you've got the build!" A lot of the students were pumped about it, too - seeing their favorite teacher in a "fight" would probably be a topic of conversation for weeks. It would be legendary.

One student though, Tsuyuri, seemed worried, and, though her voice was very quiet, her best friend Kamado wasn't, and his echoing of her concerns reached everyone's ears.

"Professor Rengoku might get hurt? Wait, don't you know, Kanao...?"

Rengoku interrupted everyone when he laughed and proclaimed, "I accept your challenge, Mr. Akaza!" 

He looked over at Tsuyuri and smiled; he was extremely lucky to have such sweet and concerned students who worried for his safety. He gave her a small thumbs up to reassure her and turned back around to face Akaza, as passionate as ever.

"And, you don't have to go easy on me! I come from a long line of kendo instructors, and I have taken quite a few judo lessons since I was a child - I'm a second dan black belt!" 

This received a chorus of OOOH-s and WAAAH-s from his students. More importantly, though, it got a smirk out of Akaza - one that promised nothing but trouble. 

(Despite himself, Rengoku couldn't deny that made him a trouble-seeker). 

After grumbling at his brother, berating him for being rude towards guests, Hakuji went to direct the pairs of students towards the center of the room to begin teaching them - and Rengoku approached his challenger.

"I'm Rengoku Kyojuro, it's a pleasure meeting you!" Rengoku exclaimed, bowing quickly. "I'm more of a sumo kind of guy, but I've seen you on TV and in the news once or twice, so meeting you is an honor, Mr. Akaza!"

The pink haired man hummed, also bowing... and scanning the man, yet again. As a fighter, seeing men of Rengoku's physique instinctually made him size them up - and as an opponent, he was definitely worth his attention.

"Kyojuro," he tried the name out on his tongue - it felt a lot more natural than Rengoku. He smiled. "Not much of an MMA guy, huh."

Rengoku was shocked at hearing his first name from a stranger. He probably showed it on his face, judging by the warmth that rushed to his cheeks, but he made no comment about it. Strangely, it didn't feel wrong. 

"Now that I know you were trained in Soryū, I will definitely be following your exploits more closely, Mr. Akaza!" 

"You can drop the honorifics," the shorter man chimed in, or rather, interrupted. He didn't care for formality - much less with somebody he was interested in- power-wise, that is, of course, he tried to reassure himself. 

"...Akaza," the teacher corrected himself sheepishly, flustered slightly at the casualness. "Shall we begin our sparring, Akaza?"

The pink haired man grinned from ear to ear, excited, and got into a lower stance, fists forward in a defense position. He urged the teacher to do the same, to make the first move with a taunting cock of the head, eager to figure out what kind of fighter this man was - and if his instincts were right.

Rengoku didn't go for an attack right away, instead the two men slowly stepped in a circle, calculating; Akaza, the blond’s first move, and the teacher how to get through that air tight defense he witnessed in the brothers’ sparring. The pink haired man’s stance was low and guarded; like a fortress, and Rengoku was looking for an in to break it down.

When the first move finally came, the fight was on and fast like two animals in the wild - instinct, raw strength and experience meshing into one. The teacher first feinted and immediately went for Akaza’s leg, knocking him off balance and gripping him by his robe, attempting a throw to the ground. The professional fighter quickly defended himself, getting the hands off in a swift movement and kicking Rengoku away, directly in the chest. 

As the blond caught his breath, Akaza lunged with an assault of punches which Rengoku blocked with his arms, wincing and grunting at every hit. 

When Akaza stopped for just a second to redirect the blows to his sides, the teacher immediately seized his opportunity to trap the other man in a headlock; despite his precarious place underneath a heavier man, he nonetheless managed to quickly turn around until he was straddling his back, and still choking him out. 

He thought to himself that he had been right to assume the pro seemed to leave his neck and back unguarded most of the time, and a rush of excitement washed over him. Not every day did he get to overpower an MMA champion.

Almost subconsciously, he realized the students had stopped what they were doing to look, in awe at their seemingly goofy teacher managing to put down someone like Akaza. If he looked back, he would've also noticed Hakuji, slack jawed at the sight.

But he was taken out of those thoughts as he flew head first to the matted floor, knocking his face against it roughly and screaming in pain. Akaza had made a quick movement upwards with his entire lower body that he had too distracted to predict. Dazed from the pain and surprise, he couldn't even defend when the other man grabbed his arm and held it against his back. With his other powerful, calloused palm, he was now retaliating and choking him instead. 

His initial adrenaline filled pride washed away by an intense feeling of humiliation. 

After a couple futile attempts at breaking out of the lock, he growled low in the back of his throat, and slapped the mat with his free hand. 

“I give!”

His arm was let go, but the hand around his neck only released the hold after a couple seconds, and he could’ve sworn he heard the pink-haired man chuckle, or maybe even coo, when he finally did. 

(That definitely also fed into his humiliation, but, for some reason, for a second, he felt butterflies in the pit of his stomach at it.)

The rest of the class transpired quickly and without any bumps in the road; though he did receive a lot of flack from the Hashibira boy about losing. His other students, though, clamored and congratulated him in putting up such a good fight. Even Hakuji gave him a subtle thumbs up when nobody was watching. 

Through it all, he fervently avoided looking Akaza in the eye. He had bowed to him after getting up from the fight, and admitted to his strength. Rengoku was a mature adult, but something about this man, and this fight, had left his entire head and body in disarray. 

But, on a subconscious level, he felt as though meeting that golden gaze would make him spontaneously combust. 

But even so, when the scheduled time of the classes ran its course, the teachers and students bid Hakuji and Akaza goodbye, and followed Koyuki back to the dressers to change back. 

Just as they were opening the doors to leave, they heard loud footsteps making their hurried way towards the entrance/exit area, and a huffing Akaza smacked the door open. 

“Just one second! I’ve got… something for the boar hat boy,” the MMA fighter grinned awkwardly at the teacher, then looked back at the kids and Mitsuri behind him. “Y’all can go ahead, I’ll just take a minute.” 

Rengoku raised an eyebrow but nonetheless turned to him, looking over at Mitsuri and nodding. When they were gone, he finally looked directly into those golden eyes. 

He swallowed down the various feelings that had been smothering him for the past hour. “An autograph, I assume? You could’ve given it to him earlier…!” 

“Huh? Oh,” Akaza fumbled in his sweatpant pockets for a piece of paper. “Yeah, of course. Give me a minute.” 

The professional fighter thoughtlessly handed him the little piece of paper with his signature while still looking for a pen, grabbing a backpack from the floor. He found a small photograph of himself holding a champion’s belt and began scribbling. 

“This one’s for you, though, Kyojuro,” he said, grinning, and gave it to him. 

Rengoku dumbly looked down at the two things in his hands. The piece of paper looked like an old receipt. The photo, though, seemed high quality. Recent. When he turned it around, there was a phone number, and a winky face.

“You’re a damn good fighter, Kyojuro. You should think about becoming a pro… Though, if I can’t fight you in the ring,” he purred, leaning down so he could meet the teacher’s downward gaze, and smirked toothily, “I’d gladly do it somewhere else.” 

With that, the pink haired man twirled around and left, hands in his pockets.

Rengoku wasn't combusting, but he definitely was somewhere close to it. 

He shakily pocketed the picture and made his way outside, ignoring Mitsuri’s questioning gaze when she noticed his burning red cheeks. 

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[whyamiherewhydoweexist]

may i request for nikei and rei with an s/o who wants them to stop overworking?

I love this sm

☆.´ `. ☽¸.☆, 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘, 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗔 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞 ~ 𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗶 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗥𝗲𝗶 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻 𝘀/𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴! ,☆.¸☽ .` ´.☆

`✵•.¸,✵°✵.｡.✰ Nikei yomiuri ✰.｡.✵°✵,¸.•✵´

Best boy first ig-

Anyways, Nikei is a journalist, so to be honest, Nikei can't rlly spend that much time with you 😭

Between his job and school (Or really just his job if you want-), it's kind of hard for you guys to sped that much time together!

And when he gets home, he has to type and type away at his computer to print his articles and what-not.

And you honey, were NOT having it.

You were especially not having it when you walked into his room, and saw him doing WHAT?

Typing on his computer.

Poor Nikei looked half-dead at this point-

So, you simply dragged him away from the computer, much to his annoyance.

"Oh hey, S/O-- WAH-!?"

"Have you seriously been working all day again!? We've talked about this, Nikei!"

"H-Hey! No I haven't-"

Yea, thats kinda how it went.

Now Nikei is having a silent temperature tantrum as you throw him onto the bed.

And did I mention you dumped his coffee?

(Ooo Nikei's not gonna like that-)

Anyway, your basically suffocating him with warmth and love at this point, cuddles, small kisses, and everything lol.

"Nikei.. You really need to relax, I know journalism is important to you, but everyone need breaks."

"But-"

"NO 'BUTS'."

"*Angry grumbling*"

Anyways, he eventually, and reluctantly, accepted it, and even enjoyed it!

(Not that he would admit it though.)

`✵•.¸,✵°✵.｡.✰ Rei Mekaru ✰.｡.✵°✵,¸.•✵´

You were chilling in your room, waiting for Rei to bust into your house, since you were having a movie night!

You heard the door to your house open, you were happy because she was here! (Yipee!)

Until you left your room, that's when you got really worried-

Because, let's be for real, you were already worried with how much she worked already.

Too much gurlboss behavior is a bit concerning..!

Anyways, she looked tired asf.

Girlie was on the verge of seeing the light-

So, being the loving S/O you were, you rushed her to you bedroom and told her to rest until you came back.

You got a bag of ice, because she was running a fever at this point lol-

Anyways, she was very annoyed about it.

She would've got out of bed if she could-

Anyways, you were lightly scolding her, as she laid there, tired, and annoyed.

"Rei!! I've told you, you can't just overwork yourself or you'll get sick...!"

"...>:("

"Oh my-.. Rei, just rest for now, you seem to have a fever.."

And poor bby struggled to fall asleep-

Though she eventually did.

Like Nikei, she actually really appreciated your affection, but would never admit it-

(Also Rei survives her fever, don't worry!)

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No goodbye notes today-

[atinyjules]

TREASURE REACTION TO S/O'S HENNA DESIGN (maknae line)

Doyoung

"Ahem..." you clear your throat in hopes of getting your lovely boyfriend's attention who was currently on his computer.

"What?" he asked still not turning around.

"Look here...Doyoung..." you trailed in a warning tone making him whine.

"Alrightt! What's wrong-what's that on your hands and why is is actually pretty?" he said making you smile and show him.

"It's pretty right? It's called henna...my friend drew them for me." you chirped.

"Oh, okay." he said and turned away making you offended.

But what you didn't know was that he couldn't stop smiling into the screen of his computer as he thought of how cute and pretty your hands looked with the henna. He was definitely gonna take you out for ice-cream later to apologize.

Haruto

Haruto is well...a giant. And one of his favourite things about you is your tiny hands and he lovess holding your smaller hands with his larger ones, it gives him butterflies. So when you come home and show him your henna covered hands he almost melts. If you think he loved your tiny hands before he now adores and loves your hands even more.

"Wah...what is this beautiful form of art in your hands?" he asks as you explain to him that it's henna.

"How do they even make the lines and curves so perfectly...wow." he says still amazed. He's face gets red when he holds your hands in his.

"Your hands look even more cuter now~" you have now unlocked the flustered and blushing faced Haruto.

Jeongwoo

Flustered 2.0

He was watching the whole process from start to finish and boy was he amazed. Like how can someone draw flowers so well and how do they not get tired? You and Jeongwoo were currently in Singapore to attend a mutual friend's Indian wedding so boy was he excited.

And seeing you all giggly and happy as you got your henna art done while wearing the Indian traditional attire was too much cuteness for him to take. He was so red that some of the guest had asked him if he was alright thrice.

"See! It's done! I just need to let it dry." You said excitedly as he watched you with adoration.

"Y-You look so beautiful..." he trailed looking at you dreamily.

Junghwan

Obsessed✨

He loved it so much. The henna art on your soft and milky hands was just...perfection and Junghwan was all here for it. He would trail through the designs at night and kiss your fingers and palms once in a while.

"Pretty..." he mumbled and placed a kiss on your pointer finger.

"It tickles..." you trailed, half asleep.

"Mhm...its alright." he said and continued to trail his hands through your skin.

It didn't really matter to him whether you had henna on your hands or not, but he had to admit it suited you beautifully and really accentuated your hands.

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

BTS reaction : when you tell them you're pregnant

NAMJOON

You come back home from work to see your husband waiting for you on the couch, "Hi baby" you excitedly walked over to him but frown when you see his serious face.

"When are you going to tell me?" "Tell you what?" "That you're pregnant" "YOU FOUND OUT!!! I SWEAR TO GOD IM SENDING JIMIN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL I TOLD HIM NOT T-" you cut short your sentence as he rose up from his seat gave you a small smile as you looked up at him as he basically towered over you. "Why wasn't I supposed to know?" he looked down at you curiously.

You pouted and started sulking in the corner of couch whispering that you wanted to surprise him but he ruined it for you. He chuckles before pulling you into a hug "You know, surprise or not, I'm over the moon today and do you think the tiny shoes I brought yesterday would fit our baby. I'm gonna go shopping tomorrow-" " calm down mr.kim we still haven't even completed 2 months yet"

JIN

He was frozen at his place as he couldn't believe what you just said. Tiny tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he felt so overwhelmed. He then hugged tightly, so tightly that you felt like you would suffocate.

"I'm so happy, I can't believe we are going to be parents, this is unbelievable" he then started crying loudly because of the happiest announcement he just got. After calming down a bit, he gave a long loving kiss until it was ruined by the other members coming in by shouting "WAH JIN HYUNG IS BECOMING A DAD" "JIN HYUNG CONGRATULATIONS"

You looked up at him as he gave you one last kiss before going to join the boys

YOONGI

Yoongi turned his head to his door squeaking open and found you poking your head inside, he smiles a little before motioning you to come in and pats his thigh basically telling you to sit on his lap.

"Babe I wanna tell you something" "What is it princess?" you bit on your lip nervously, noticing your nervousness he lifted your head with a finger "Come on princess!! Don't be nervous" "I-I'm pregnant" he was silent for sometime.

He then suddenly lifted you up and started spinning you "I'm gonna be a fucking dad princess, I'm so happy" kissing you sweetly "I love you princess."

HOSEOK

"Happy Birthday love" You said as you hugged your husband, "Thank you my love" he gives you a forehead kiss for which he received some 'eww's from the members (not like he cares)

You handed him a big box as he eyed at the pink ribbon tied on it. he carefully untied the ribbon and opened the box, seeing a hoodie on top he took it but also noticed a small hoodie under the bigger one. He took it out, and stared at it before realizing what it, he jumped up shockingly. "YOU'RE PREGNANT?"

Not even giving you time to nod, he started running around holding onto the little pink hoodie like his life depended on it. "I'm gonna be dad!!!"

JIMIN

You heard Jimin running down the stairs while screaming your name "WHAT?" , "YOU'RE PREGNANT?" he asked with doe eyes as he held the pregnancy stick in his hand which had two bright lines. Widening your eyes you finally revealed "Y-Yes" "IM GONNA BE DAD Y/N, IM GONNA BE DAD"

Tears welled up his eyes as he hugged you tightly, kissing you over and over again. He cupped your cheeks and said "I love you princess, I even love the kid that's growing in your tummy, I can't wait to buy all the things and prepare the nursery-" "Babe, babe not so early first we gotta go to the first doctor check up"

Taehyung

TAEHYUNG

You felt a hand comforting your back as you both patiently waited for the test to come out. You bit your lips anxiously as you heard the alarm tick indicating that it was time to check. You eyed your husband before he said "Princess its fine if we don't get the positive result now, we can always try again"

As you picked up the pregnancy stick you saw that it had two lines, you gasped as you both were at the verge of tears. You and your husband were trying for a baby from a long time and now that you're finally having a baby, you both were over the moon

JUNGKOOK

You had been feeling nauseous from many days, and you also had terrible mood swings. You had booked a doctor's appointment just to make sure you were correct.

Few weeks later you and your husband were chilling on the couch when you got a mail, Jungkook opened the file as he looked at for seconds before realizing that it was your reports, he ran back to you with wide eyes, "Babe you're pregnant" he sounded so overjoyed at the news he started jumping around.

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