#and she was like 😳???? ‘i just meant sometimes it’s hard to be a woman but….oh’

[akutasoda]

Hi. I love your blog and the way you write so I thought I should request. Could you please write scenarios with Atsushi, Akutagawa, Ranpo, kunikida and mushitaro? Reader and character “hate” each other(like enemies or rivals to lovers) and frequently argue over anything because “they just can’t stand each other” (but it’s actually so they can talk to each other cuz they’re too prideful to confess) but later either reader or character end up confessing? (All separate of course) reader is female or gender neutral you can pick.

In Atsushi’s scenario reader is part of the guild or port mafia and fought against atsushi at one point and is mean to him and that’s why they hate each other but reader ends up liking atsushi and tries to be nicer to him and they make a truce and then atsushi likes reader.

In Akutagawa’s scenario reader is part of the agency and akutagawa hates reader and tried attacking them but dazai told akutagawa not to and that’s how they end up getting close cuz they can’t fight anymore but it’s hard to confess cuz reader is too prideful and akutagawa doesn’t know how to confess and thinks reader still doesn’t like him romantically

In ranpo’s it’s a pride thing because reader is another super smart detective (obviously not as smart as Ranpo but smart enough to challenge ranpo’s ability) so her deductions often clash with ranpo’s and they somehow both end up being right? Ranpo loves how smart reader is but because he’s so prideful he thinks he’ll never confess but ends up doing it anyway

Mushitaro: another prideful thing, I’m not sure what to come up with in this one, maybe mushitaro and reader are competing on looks? Mushitaro is very vain I think, so they’re like “I look better and attract way more women than you” and then they’re both like bro you do look attractive😳idk

Kunikida: hates how reckless and sarcastic reader is and reader is nothing like his ideal woman but ends up falling so hard for her

so sorry if this is too long of a request you can cut out mushitaro’s and kunikida’s part if it’s too long and you don’t wanna do them. Have a great day and stay hydrated!❤️

i can't believe you sometimes

synopsis - if you two hate each other so much why do you still hang around the other?

includes - atsushi, kunikida, ranpo, akutagawa, mushitaro

warnings - reader's gender is stated in each section, fluff, enemies to lovers, wc - 1.4k

a/n: ty! i hope you too have a great day and stay hydrated :)

atsushi nakajima ★↷

- gn!reader is a guild member

when you had first been told that you would be heading to japan you weren't particularly happy. sure you understand that it was buisnees or whatever it just seemed unnecessary for all of you to go. but the plus side of that was that lucy was going with you.

lucy was one of the only people you could stand in the guild and a genuine friend. not too long after the guild had ended up in yokohama you had ended up against one of the agency members, you think his name was atsushi not that it mattered that much.

the fight was cut short as your attention was needed elsewhere so you simply bid the weretiger farewell and left abruptly. it seems if you were to re encounter the weretiger you wouldn't mind finishing the fight.

however it was under quite different circumstances. after the guild's less than desirable defeat, lucy had informed you that she was offered a job at a café by the agency and that she requested for you to have the same option. and in honesty you weren't too happy in the guild do you took it as it also meant you could still keep in frequent contact with her.

this was where you yet againmet with atsushi. if it wasn't your job to serve him you sure as hell would of not given him his order. which is when your little rivalry continued. and for some time at that. until eventually you started realising from how he talked with his fellow colleagues that he seemed to be a genuinely nice person.

maybe he deserved a second chance. and atsushi noticed you slight change in behaviour and soon realised not long after that you weren't too bad yourself and eventually a truce wad formed. only for the benefit of having to see each other often. nothing else.. right?

maybe you weren't that bad and maybe you were slightly intresting to him. this truce seemed to bring about a new found intrest in not only becoming friends but something more. but neither of you could bring yourselves to actually confess your feelings but one day maybe one of you would build up the confidence.

doppo kunikida ★↷

- fem!reader is a agency member

sometimes he thinks that there could be no-one worse than dazai during work. that was until you joined shortly after. it was like his perfectly crafted hell. you had passed the entrance exam flawlessly, your skill was admirable he would admit but your sarcasm and reckless behaviour really made his opinion on you dwindle.

he often found himself trying to lecture you on your behaviour but you simply didn't listen. he just wished that you toned down a bit a work. eventually you had decided to give him some lecturing, more like teasing. you, like dazai, found some entertainment in teasing the man with thousands of ideals.

this just made him hate you even more, not that you cared. you found his expressions quite cute it made ot all worth it. and eventually kunikida started feeling a weird sensation whenever he talked to you.

he ignored them for the most part, i mean you barely ticked any of his ideals for a woman so it couldn't be a crush of some sorts right? but if not, why did he sometimes blush when he watched you do something stupid or simply from seeing you?

eventually he started to realise that he did infact hold a small crush for you. and when he realised he fell even harder. maybe he should start by getting closer to you afterall maybe he wouldn't mind becoming closer to you affter all. they do say opposites attract.

ranpo edogawa ★↷

- gn!reader is a agency member

never in his entire career among the agency would he of considered someone that could actually compete with him on the same level. sure dazai had came close some times but when you came into the picture it came as a very big surprise.

somehow, in ways that baffled him, you were able to challenge his abilities as a detective. he still took pride in the fact that he was still actually smarter but this was the first time someone came to the same or similar conclusions to his and be correct. and not only did he see it as a rivalry but he saw you as someone worth talking to.

not only were you nearly as smart as him but you two had similar interests. it often became a competition between you two within case's to see who could reach the conclusion first and sometimes he would just to find out that you discovered more details that he missed.

but somewhere along the line he started feeling something more for you. everytime you rebutted against his deduction to add one of your own he couldn't help but smile and blush ever so slightly.

but his pride got the better of him. he was still the best detective, if he wanted to be with you he could wait until you confessed to him. that was if you liked him back. but eventually he realised you knew and were leading him on, waiting for him to admit it. and so he did.

ryunosuke akutagawa ★↷

- gn!reader is a agency member

he didn't really care who you were at first. just another agency member that he would eventually have to deal with. that was until you two did end up in a fight while you were out on a different mission and had ended up crossing paths with him.

seeing as this wasn't part of your mission you just wanted to defend yourself long enough to escape or until your coworker returned. you didn't know what his problem was with you as you never have encountered him before but he just seemed to really want you dead. maybe it's just because you were an agency member.

whatever the reason, not too long after your coworker showed up and stopped the fight. just akutagawa's luck for your coworker to be dazai. and of course dazai had simply teased him about being so eager to fight someone and made you two sign a truce to not fight as maybe you two would get along. you wanted to punch him.

and so everytime you ran into each other all you could do was glare at each other and ignore the other. he couldn't disregard what dazai had told him to do. but eventually you seemed to be put on missions that collided with seeing akutagawa. you were starting to think this was on purpose.

akutagawa however had started feeling something that his sister had told him was a crush. but what does he do now? gin had told him that normally crushes would confess to each other but what if you didn't like him back? even if he did how would he confess. he'd rather save himself the embarrassment.

but little did he know you had realised yourself that you had started feeling things aswell. but a slight flaw of yours was that you were quite prideful. you didn't want to be the one to confess and be rejected. maybe dazai would have to give a final push.

mushitaro oguri ★↷

- gn!reader is a friend of yokomizo

he quite simply found you annoying to be around. the only reason he actually still hung around you was because you too were a dear friend of yokomizo. and if he held you in high regard he guess he had to tolerate you.

he simply couldn't stand how you actually could stand up to him and be somewhat nearly better than him. nearly. like what do you mean you had a better ability than him? no one could compete with him but you somehow insisted you could. he had tried to ask yokomizo what he saw in you as a friend but he just laughed at him and told him that maybe if he got to know you he would find out.

and with a slight heavy heart he took his friends words to heart and tried to talk to you to understand what made yokomizo want to be friends with you. what he didn't know was that it would leave him with the desire to be more than friends.

but for know all you two could argue about was either looks or abilities. more specifically looks as you both threw petty comments at each other he started realising that maybe you weren't that bad looking and if maybe you weren't so harsh to him you would be quite nice to be around.

and maybe to you, he wasn't that bad looking. if you looked past that stuck up attitude and got to know the real him maybe just maybe he might be quite the nice boyfriend. maybe you two would be a perfect match.

[agendabymooner]

part of you ! daniel r. x ofc (måneskin member! ofc)

“in the heart of me there’s a part of you”

summary: it’s 2024. lorelei hester ‘lester’ alessandro ricciardo returns to wreak havoc but as a married woman as she wonders what to get her husband for his 35th birthday. it turns out, there’s nothing better than a gift that she already planned on getting him.

content warning: sequel for rush series, married!ofc and married!danny ric, instagram posts, use of explicit language (maybe), pregnancy announcement, mobile app is used making this so it’s kinda icky, everyone asking for a mini ric

note: I GOT ACCEPTED INTO UNIVERSITY (I think). F1 TEAMS MEDIA RELATIONS HERE I COME 🤩🤩

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ethaneskin BABY ALLIE-RIC!!!! liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo

user1 OMGGGG HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDEED

user2 omg 😭😭 this is the best thing to have ever happened to me and I’m engaged

landonorris zio lando’s bout to be the best zio of all zios 🫡😩

estebanocon noooo baby ric’s really going to choose their estie bestie over you 🙄

fernandoalo_oficial congratulations lori and daniel! really happy for you two ❤️ liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo

danielricciardo thanks man! we can’t wait for your little one to pop out soon— i’m sure thetrishalonso would kill to have our baby ric over for a playdate.

thetrishalonso oh pleaseee! baby ric would be an amazing addition to the paddock kids club 🥰

tillywolff omgomgomg finally 🎉 we’ve been wondering if lori’s finally told you about your little! congratulations danny and lori!!! can’t wait to see the little one (toto said that you’d probably have a boy) liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo

danielricciardo i trust toto— i know he’s guessed it correctly three times so i know he isn’t wrong in this one 🤩

ykaaar congratulations!!! can’t wait to be the best godfather ever to this little one 😍😍 liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo

loricciardo didn’t you tell my husband about having the best years of his life if we had a child???

ykaaar i meant that literally <3

loricciardo coglione 🙄

user3 pilfs in the making 😭😭😭 liked by danielricciardo

danielricciardo that’s just my wife 🫡❤️

loricciardo i know they’ll just have the same curls as you <3

danielricciardo i hope they’re just as wild as you ❤️

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user1 ahhhh i can just imagine baby ric causing havoc in the pits 😩

scuderiaferrari they’re about to be our littlest big ferrari fan 😍 liked by loricciardo

redbullracing wrong 🙅‍♀️ liked by danielricciardo

yukitsunoda0511 congratulations lori and daniel!

user2 the cake and everything 😭😭 so happy for you two

user3 mama y papa 😳🤯 liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo

lewishamilton are we building a library for mini ric or what??? liked by loricciardo and danielricciardo

danielricciardo already halfway through lewis 🤩

lewishamilton my man 🫡

landonorris i call dibs on godmother role

colabebe fuck off, that’s my role

charles_leclerc can i get a gold star for not spilling out an oopsie? liked by loricciardo

loricciardo yes you can ⭐️⭐️ have two— you’ve done a good job at hiding those tests away 🤣

maxverstappen1 was that why he almost vomited when i tried barging in the room?!

charles_leclerc maxverstappen1 yeah try to hide four pee sticks in your pockets then you’ll see how i felt 🙄

danielricciardo can i say it…

loricciardo daniel no

landonorris DANIEL YES!

thomasraggi_ “i’m so glad my senior swimmers worked hard for this one” -danny in our group chat 2024

user4 😅 sometimes i wish danny isnt allowed to use any social media platforms

danielricciardo can’t wait for our little wombat to arrive 🥰 liked by loricciardo

loricciardo you have a bad habit of making things more aussie than it is.

danielricciardo there’s no italian alternative babe. what do i call them? our little parmesan? meatball?

loricciardo i hate you.

carlossainzjr little parmesan is now their new nickname ❤️🧀

loricciardo oh good 🙄 can’t wait to hear that coming out of jenson and martin’s mouths

[touchedbyfire-if]

RCKYCB I'm not sure if this was an invitation (if not, just ignore this pls!!1) but can we get a lil something for Guinevere with 'Let me love you like a woman' and/or 'Kiss me hard before you go'? 😳😳😳

You observe-- with the barest hint of a smile curling your lips-- as the woman seated opposite you finishes putting up her hair in an elaborate braid. The crystalline blue of her eyes glint with well-hidden humor while she straightens her dress. 

It wouldn’t do for the Queen of England to appear disheveled after all. 

“What are you thinking in that beautiful mind, darling.” The question, coupled with the sudden closeness in proximity, causes your attention to snap back into the moment. Wherein you’re met by Guinevere’s open amusement as she smiles softly down at you. “It must have been quite intriguing for you to have been enraptured so.”

“It wasn’t anything, Guen,” you reply, well aware that the answer wouldn’t appease your lover at all. “I was just observing your usual rituals.”

An elegant brow arches. “Rituals? Dare I ask what those are?”

Biting back a smile, you allow yourself to be pulled to your feet so Guinevere could wrap you in her arms. The strong, yet gentle, hold being one that would never fail to soothe you. 

“It’s nothing bad, I promise.” You trace a trail down the elegant design of her bodice. “I was just taking note of how you always like to look your best.”

“That makes me sound quite vain.” Her nose wrinkles teasingly at the words. “Though, I must admit, I do like to look my best for the vultures that inhabit the Court.”

“As you should,” you agree, nuzzling closer into her embrace. “Of course, I don’t think anyone could match your beauty.”

There’s a brief moment of silence as Guen seemingly gets lost in the sway of your bodies-- a slender hand running up and down your spine in the way she knew you liked. A gentle puff of air ghosts across your cheek as a soft hum escapes her full lips.

“I can think of someone that far surpasses it, darling.”

You don’t know what to say to that. Guinevere being this sweet to you wasn’t a new occurrence by any stretch, but you don’t know if you’d ever get used to it. Her open admiration, the strength in which she loved you, made it easier for you to accept, however. 

Not knowing what else to say, you speak the first words that pop into your mind. “Do you have to go?”

If it made you sound like a petulant child, which you’re quite certain it did, Guinevere doesn’t give any inclination that she agreed with the sentiment. Her expression, once she pulled back from you, being one of soft adoration. 

“I wish I could stay here with you, my love.” Slender fingers brush an errant strand of hair out of your face. “Unfortunately, I have duties to attend to but the moment I’m done I will stop at nothing to find you.”

Even if you wanted Guinevere to stay here with you, you know that she couldn’t. Being the Queen of England was a task that meant long days and sometimes even longer nights. You admired Guinevere and Arthur alike for being able to bear the burden the crown casts over all that wears it. 

“I will wait for the moment we can be together again.” Your hand slips behind her neck to gently pull her closer. “Kiss me hard before you go?”

Guinevere smiles softly at you-- her next words ghost across your lips. “And I’ll love you softly when I return.”

You couldn’t ask for anything else from her-- from your Guinevere. 

Your Queen. 

[mariinara]

Sorry, it's me again 🙁

Because Harry is absolutely not the sweet and affectionate type (but we know deep down he is) could you write something where he is braiding the Reader's hair? Like maybe Reader is unaware but when they are on a job and she showers afterwards she always braids her hair and while they're doing the research in the hotel room, Harry always watches as she is doing her hair while reading. So one time after a bad day, she is very frustrated, she showers again, wants to braid her hair, but she's so annoyed and rough, that she messes it up doesn't matter how many times she's trying and Harry just gets up sits behind her and does it for her, because he watched her so many times he learned how to do it 🥺 And she is frozen like "wtf is happening Harry Fucking Flynn is braiding my hair? 😳"

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Lend Me Your Comb (Harry Flynn x Reader FLUFF!!)

(A/N): NO SORRIES!! You of all people know how hard I simp for English daddy 😫❤ And him being THIS sweet?! YES. (ALSO did I base the title on A Beatles song? Yes.)

Category: FLUFF!!

Word-Count: ~2.5K

Warnings: NONE. Just some language.

Harry quietly swiveled in his desk chair, absentmindedly murmuring the words in his book under his breath, clicking his pen, brows furrowed in complete concentration. 

The background sound of you running the shower in your shared bathroom calmed him, somewhat. Helped him focus. He made more decipherable notes at the top of the pages. And he was just in the best mood. Being productive was something he very much enjoyed. 

If research is doing well, Harry's doing well. It meant a step forward for the whole team, and if he gets the credit for it? Even better.

But then came the unexpected.

It was the first time you and him had stayed together in one room. You'd always stay with Chloe, but she was in a different part of the world, doing separate recon, and since you preferred not squandering your money over hotel rooms, Harry convinced you to share a room. Two separate beds for each of you. 

Not bad.

You agreed since you trusted him with your life and sharing a room with him wasn't something you stressed about too much. He was a dear friend and he'd saved your ass and covered for you more than once. You bickered sometimes, but it was all jokes. You worked best together because he was really clever and perceptive and you had knowledge pertaining to archaeology and history.

Flirting was not out of the question for him, but you'd get all heated up and embarrassingly stutter, scolding him to stop it.

But he knew you didn't mean it. He'd stop anyway, but he'd grin and bite down on his lip the moment you're turned away from him, rejoicing in how he made you react. He loved a feisty, fiery woman, too, and if you had anything? It was a short fuse.

The sound of running water ceased and his eyes immediately flickered up to look at the closed bathroom door, his brow raised and his hands lowering to leave the book on his desk.

He swung his legs over the desk, resting his pen behind his ear as he read through a page of the book, analyzing the given map you've pinned to the wall in front of him carefully, tracing the area with his narrowed eyes.

And then the sound of running water stopped, and with it, his train of thoughts. He couldn't help but turn his head towards the bathroom, gingerly reclining back in his seat. Soon enough, the door swung open and the steam trapped inside dispersed, thickening for a second before disappearing in the air conditioned room.

You had a towel around your body and you were squeezing the water out of your hair in another, walking towards the dresser and taking a seat in front of it.

That's when you looked at him through the mirror.

"About time." 

You ignored his prolonged stare and his comment and looked back at your reflection, "Any progress?" You asked.

He took a moment and turned in his chair, rolling it forward so he'd be right next to you, holding the book in his hand, "Right." He sighed, flipping back through the old pages, "Your pointers helped a tad.." He mumbled, "It's definitely around the bay area, but–"

He heard a crackling sound, and when he snapped his head to look up, he saw that you were brushing the knots from your hair, running the bristles through the tips and then going up gradually, and he just watched you, lips slightly parted.

But you paused, turning your head to look at him with a cocked brow, "But?" 

"Oh." He cleared his throat, "We'll need to send our guy there early tomorrow morning to do some peeping before we step there. You've no idea what might be waiting there, yeah?"

"M'yeah." You nodded, "Sounds good." 

He looked at your side profile and inhaled deeply, then let it all out through his mouth, "Great.." He rolled the chair back towards the desk, but sat in a way that he could still see what you're doing in the mirror. 

But he pretended to be engrossed in his book, flickering his eyes down just in time when you'd look at him, but when your guard was down? He silently watched you behind his book, lazily slouched in his chair.

First, you grabbed a comb to make sure all the knots were well taken care of, and second, you split your hair into three sections. Finally, you established a few knots in the braid, and then brought it to the side so you could see further down your hair, fingers working effortlessly and intricately to weave it into something beautiful. 

Did he give a shit about hairstyles?

Not one.

But your managed, calm, metronome-like breathing brought him serenity. And the way you worked through your hair was terribly enjoyable. 

He might like you being all embarrassed when he'd flirt with you, but his favorite part about the braiding process was the satisfied smile you gave yourself when you were done.

It was positively infectious. It made him grin as he nibbled on the cap of his pen, but he nearly dropped everything when you stood up and whirled around, looking directly at him.

But he caught himself, as usual, and pretended to be immersed in reading.

"I'll go change and come right back."

"Mm-hmm." He responded, feigning focus and waving you off. He knew you were rolling your eyes as you walked away, and he couldn't help but follow the sway of your hips with his eyes as you did.

And then he realized.

He really wanted to run his fingers through your hair..

Of course, as the days got messier, the showers were more frequent, and he'd go first just so he could be there when you'd come out and he'd discreetly watch you braiding your hair. You'd do different styles every time, and they were all equally mesmerizing. 

Naturally, as you both progressed in the job, hurdles were built higher than when you started and, oftentimes, you'd trip over them. Which was natural. 

You accepted that. Fucking up was a big part of being in the business. Shaking it off and keeping on was an even bigger part of it. You were willing to do that, had your employer not fucking barked at you about how he couldn't afford failings on your end. 

He definitely seemed like he was ready to cut you down, too.

And Harry took the hit for it. He threw himself over the bus because being yelled at was definitely a devastating kick to morale. He of all people knew that. 

But he was willing to step up for his best girl and promise that your boss wouldn't see you two fail to meet expectations again.

Still, you were in a sour mood.

Jobs like those? They gradually tore at self-confidence. You'd beat yourself up over shortcomings about ten times harder, and while you used to not care about being scolded, you grew very antsy and bitter, gradually.

That was the thing.

As you knew, Harry was perceptive. Too much for his own good. He noticed the behavioral change. And that time? It was so easy to detect how sour your mood had gotten.

You had a grimace plastered across your face. Your fists were balled up at your sides, nails digging into your palms, knuckles whitening. You were practically fuming. He could've sworn he could see steam coming from your ears.

He didn't like pressing on when you were like this. 

He gave you time and then attempted to talk to you.

That's why he walked ahead of you, reaching into his pocket, fumbling and then pulling the card key to your room out, and quickly opened the door. 

You zoomed into the room, walking past him before he could even take a step inside. When he did, he closed the door behind him and watched you take off your dirty jacket at the foot of the bathroom door and kick off your snow boots before slamming the door closed.

Harry cringed at the noise and then shook his head, huffing in annoyance. He needed a shower too but you didn't even give him a chance to do that, so he only took his jacket, t-shirt, and boots off, staying in his grey tank top, pants and socks.

Quietly, he adjusted the black beads of his necklace and ran his hand through his hair before taking a seat at the desk, as usual. 

And there was the faint running water sound to help him with his endeavor. He rubbed his eyes, exhausted and depleted and completely famished, if he was being honest. He hadn't eaten a proper meal in days..

Even so, he pushed all of that aside and hunched over the new documents they've obtained. The requirement was to translate them and then figure out where to go from there. Sanskrit to English. Difficult task. 

He needed you but, obviously, you weren't available, so he went at it on his own, hoping between a dictionary and a notebook.

While he was doing that, you were busy angrily scrubbing at your skin and aggressively brushing your teeth until your gums started to bleed. Washing your hair till your scalp burnt. 

The steam was bugging you more than usual. And your hair was getting stuck everywhere. Falling everywhere. 

You couldn't even brush it properly from being so impatient and angry because holy fuck why was nothing easy, just for once?

Instead of the shower calming you down, it only further angered you, and it prodded you to close the tap with the side of your fist and swing your legs over the tub, rushing wrapping the towel around your body, craving the AC's breeze to cool down your hot, wet skin.

You swung the door open, huffing out, hair a stringy, wet mess. 

Harry's head swiftly turned to stare at you, pencil hanging between his lips, and you walked towards the dresser, like you usually did, without even sparing him a glance.

He frowned, watching you angrily plop down on the chair, shoulders slack as you stared at yourself in the mirror. 

He pulled the pencil from his mouth, slowly setting it down on the desk.

You grabbed the brush, vice grip around the handle, and started roughly and harshly brushing your hair, brows furrowed and arm and shoulder aching.

Harry's eyes widened for a split second and he quickly turned in his chair, leaving everything on the desk and strutting towards you, standing right behind you, 

"Okay, that's enough of you." He reached forward and yanked the brush from your fingers, holding it in his hand.

"Hey!" You glared at him through the mirror.

"Oh, I'm sorry– Did I interrupt your little hair massacre party?" He smirked at you, arms dropping to his sides as he watched your shoulders relaxing and your posture growing more calm, "You really need to stop letting people get under your skin, love.." He shook his head, fingers carefully arranging your hair in a way he could brush it.

Your breath hitched in your throat at how his fingers softly brushed against the skin of your forehead as he pulled some strands back. He was so gentle.. It was hard to believe that was the same guy who detached a guy's spine from his medulla a few hours ago.

"It's hard when he's a massive dick." You responded as he sectioned your hair, starting with the tips like you always have, being careful so as not to hurt you. 

He laughed softly at your response, eyes fixated on your hair, his head tilting from side to side every once and a while,

"I get that." He replied, "But you completely shut down when he yells. It's like you can't do anything but wallow."

You snorted and grinned, "Fuck you" 

He threw you a look and a smirk in the mirror, fingers softly grazing your scalp as he made a new section and moved onto brushing it, "All you had to do was ask, you know."

Your eyes widened and your ears heated up. 

What?

You swallowed, blinking once, "A-Ask what?"

He tapped on your head twice, "For help."

You let out a breath you'd been holding. Whether it was relief or disappointment, you didn't really want to know, "Yeah.." You muttered, fingers fidgeting in your lap.

What the fuck were you thinking?

No, you didn't like Harry. Not that way.

Sure, he was impossibly charming and despicably handsome. Like he was delectable to look at. His demeanor was attractive as well. That smug air about him made him all the more sweeter because you knew it was phony. 

You smiled and bit down on your lip, heart beat picking up in your chest, almost bursting. You could feel it beating. 

And you looked up, "H-Hey, Harry?"

He shushed you softly, "This is the hard part, darling.. Don't want to bollocks it up.." His voice was quiet, devoid of all cockiness, only a tinge of warmth, and you snapped your mouth shut, eyes watching his forearms' muscles flexing behind your head as he worked on what you assumed was a braid.

He can braid?

You caught a proud grin on his face, "Oh, yeah, baby.." He chuckled along with you, and reached forward to set the brush down, "Right– hand me that hair tie, will you?"

Your hand quickly worked to yank your tie from around your wrist to hand to him, and within a few seconds, he was done.

"I am bloody good at everything I do, aren't I?" He praised himself, his fingers softly tucking some very short strand behind your ear, his eyes studying you in the mirror, "There you go."

You smiled up at him. A smile that was absolutely smitten. Just absolutely in love. You didn't realize how much your eyes sparkled, but he saw it and it nearly made his heart leap, but fuck, he was an idiot and he just patted your bare shoulders and turned away from you to sit back down.

Then he remembered something and he quickly turned to you, "Hey, what did you want to say? Earlier." 

You stood up and gave him a confused stare, not realizing what he was talking about, but you quickly remembered and you froze.

"O-Oh." Your gaze averted from his and you reached back to pull your braid to the side and look at how beautiful it was. It pulled that kind of smile to your lips that nearly made Harry break into a grin, but he had a grip on that particular instinct and only looked at you expectantly, "Just.. Thanks." You finally said with a nod, already in a much better mood.

Before he could say anything else, you extracted yourself from the scene, hurrying to the wardrobe to pull out some fresh clothes, not seeing the way he was watching you as you did.

Like he was shocked it only took that for you to feel better. 

And he grinned and got back to work, not being able to think about anything else except the way you'd look and feel when he touches you the way he's always wanted to.

[borathae]

SIBIII CH34🥺🥺

I MEAN WE KNEW YG WAS COMING BACK... BUT DAMN SOMEBODY ELSE HAS RETURNED! N IM LOVING THIS ONE AS WELL!!😭😚

I THINK IT MAY BE RISKY N EVEN DUMB TO SOME BUT TO ME THE WAY OC STRAIGHT UP TELLS JK THAT FK IT IM NOT SCARED OF U JUST RELAX IS SUCH A GREAT THING... IT MAKES ME SO PROUD.🥺🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻

MAYBE IM READING INTO THINGS BUT SIB, LISTEN-

YG licking her wound off also symbolises his return... he is here to protect her, but he is also gentle about her, uk in animal kingdom licking is a gesture of care but simaltaneously showing whats theirs... its like marking territory?😂 But anyways THIS MOMENT WAS TOO INTIMATE TO ME... THE WAY THEY HUGGED AND

I missed you😭😭😭😭😭😭

IF ONE THING HAS REMAINED CONSTANT THRU YEARS OF YGS LIFE IS HIS RESILIENCE... if he decides one thing.. he does it... he decided he ll be more communicative(is this a word?🤔) and he did that! YG IS ALWAYS IN A MENTAL WORKOUT N TBH I DONT THINK ANYBODY ELSE CUD DO IT THAT GUD🤗

Yup he IS still grumpy!😭😂

Yoongi Boongie😂😂😭😭😭😭 OC🤗🤗

When YG growled at first i was like TOO MUCH ... NONONO BACK OFF ITS OK EVERYTHING IS OKKK

BUT THEN😳

YES YG WE LOVE U🤗😚

THE KISS😳✨😭😭

HIM SAYING SHE IS BEAUTIFUL😳✨😭

Tell me what you think SOMETIMES IT HITS ME HOW U R GRADUALLY CHANGING MY TYPE OF MEN I LIKE... NOW I LIKE GRUMPY BUT SOFTIE VAMPIRE BOYS... N GUESS WHAT SIBI!!!!?!?!?!?!?! THEY DONT EXIST🙂

UGH ITS OK OC IS LEARNING TOO.... ITS HARD FOR HER TOO... I dont want to bring myself in btw but sib uk im so tired of the entire dating-crush culture, i deliberately pushed away the only one person i felt anything for after 2-3 yrs... someone who pulled me out of my anxiety and self harm phase... just cuz its hard for me to see them giving their 100% to me while i always fail to keep up as im too busy trying to deal wid my fucked up head, i cant keep hurting them while they keep trying to stop making me hurt so much all the time... so i meant WE CANT EVEN IMAGINE WHAT IT TAKES TO HAVE 3 PPL WHO MEAN SO MUCH TO YOU... AND KEEP GIVING UR BEST TO ALL... AND ON TOP OF IT THEM BEING VAMPS N ALL THE BACKSTORY... ITS NOT EASY.

HE IS FINALLY SPEAKING HIS HEART OUT... N I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT.✨✨💓

THE ENDING OF THIS CH😭😭😭😭😭

SIB I HV MAJOR ISSUES WID LETTING GO THINGS I LIKE... I CANT GIVE OUT A TSHIRT I GOT WHEN I WAS 13 THAT DOESNT EVEN FIT ME CUZ I FEEL IT HAS MEMORIES... I CANT LET GO OF A RANDOM PENCIL CUZ IT HAS MEMORIES😂... YA IM A BIT OF A FREAK AND IHV NEVER BEEN SO ATTACHED TO A STORY BEFORE... N SA IS ENDING. ITS A LIL TOO MUCH FOR ME RN SO IM JUST IGNORING IT... ILL LET ALL OF IT HIT ME AT ONCE WHEN THE LAST CH COMES OUT... TILL THEN ... IM LOVING EVERYTHING U R BRINGING TO US... IHV SAID THIS BEFORE ILL SAY IT AGAIN... I ADORE YOU.💜💜💜

-The Yelling Anon

TO ME THE WAY OC STRAIGHT UP TELLS JK THAT FK IT IM NOT SCARED OF U JUST RELAX IS SUCH A GREAT THING... IT MAKES ME SO PROUD.🥺🙌🏻

Okay but it is!! 😔😔

No but like I totally get you about the licking part. I wouldn't say that this was Yoongi marking her as his' and more an honest symbol of "I am back and you're finally safe again. I promise as long as I am here you are safe. You won't find no harm through me" and honestly this is ripping me apart :(

Tell me what you think SOMETIMES IT HITS ME HOW U R GRADUALLY CHANGING MY TYPE OF MEN I LIKE... NOW I LIKE GRUMPY BUT SOFTIE VAMPIRE BOYS... N GUESS WHAT SIBI!!!!?!?!?!?!?! THEY DONT EXIST🙂

HAHAHAH THIS IS ME @ MYSELF IN THE MIRROR like bitch please chill we all know that irl men aren't like that HAHAHAHAH although yoongi does give off major "written by a woman" vibes sO 😩

just cuz its hard for me to see them giving their 100% to me while i always fail to keep up as im too busy trying to deal wid my fucked up head, i cant keep hurting them while they keep trying to stop making me hurt so much all the time

Sometimes you have to remember that a burden is something that was forced upon your shoulders. And if you do, then remember that this person chose to shoulder your struggles, which means you can't be a burden to them.

And also pulling away from a person hurts them a lot too. Especially when they are left with "holy fuck I actually loved them a 100% and even that wasn't enough to keep someone in my life. what's seriously wrong with me and my personality?" that shit fucks someone up.

Which is also really interesting because you also said that you can't let things go. Dropping people comes easy but letting go of an inanimate object is difficult, very interesting 🤔👀

This wasn't me throwing shade btw just us doing our little phsych analysis HAHAHAH I FEEL YOU THOUGH I SERIOUSLY DON'T WANT SANGUIS ALPHA TO END :( IT HURTS ME :( 😭💜