#and wouldn't it be nice to have one meal-- one day-- where it didn't hurt at all

[whirlybirbs]

— BURNER CELL ; 2 ; DABI ; 荼毗

summary: after a week of silence, you finally text dabi. pairing: dabi / f!reader ; quirkless word count: 1.3k tag: humor, maladjusted dabi meets normal adult woman, flirting, canon-based world building, cancer mention, texting as a plot device, slight au, univeristy student!reader a/n: this stole all my concentration. siri play emo boy by ayesha erotica ← previous | the tag

It's the kind of week where, aside from class, human interaction isn't really on life's setlist. 

It's also the kind of week where you rediscover making a meal of raw cookie dough straight from the package. Your econ textbook might have a stranglehold on you, but you make enough time to scarf down a few globs between chapters — after all, who needs protein or fiber when you're sure this five-year master's program will kill you first?

Your head hurts.

You slump against the counter, refilling your water bottle. 

It's late now — and you can feel the quiet woes beginning to wane as you blink at the clock. By now, your friends are probably on their second or third drinks. You turned the invite down when they asked yesterday. Nuri tugged on your sweater sleeve and pouted the best pout she could manage, but you didn't budge. 

I've gotta finish this paper, I'm sorry, Nur'. 

You roll your jaw as you shut the faucet off, wandering to your freezer to wrangle some cubes from the tray. You bend it slowly, deep in thought. A few pop out, and you idly drop them into your water bottle with a twang. 

You're staring at your phone. It's by your computer on the counter. 

...You never did text Dabi. 

You told yourself it was for the best — after all, you weren't looking for a catastrophic derailment of your life at the moment. Things are good. You're two semesters away from finishing University, your family's bakery back in Kyoto is doing well, and Dad's chemotherapy seems to be working. Things are good! It's almost fall, you've managed to stick to your monthly budget, and Mizu settled in happily to your new apartment. 

No four-day poop strike like the last time you moved.

The large tuxedo cat in question ambles through the kitchen — brushing against your leg and letting out a long, low mrrooow. 

Things are great! 

You shouldn't text Dabi.

But... even if you did, it's not like it'd be the end of the world, right?

Wait, could he figure out where you lived from your number...?

You could use one of those anonymous texting services. Then, it wouldn't even be your number. Just some fake string of digits that allow you to satiate the bizarre curiosity that's been swirling in your head for the last week. 

You're sure the novelty will wear off. 

He's probably not even going to respond. 

You're telling yourself this is stupid as you begin to set up an account with the service — the app boasts privacy, andunlimited calls and texts... You can't help but feel a little strange as you finalize your account. 

It's done.

You import his contact with two taps and stare at the blank screen. 

...Now what?

Are you really going to do this? I mean — he's a wanted criminal. He's a member of the League of Villains. If anyone ever found out you were in contact with him, you'd be toast. You'd have All Might kicking your door in and demanding to look through your phone and that mental image is enough to make you cringe. Say goodbye to your degree, goodbye toyour future as Sakura Flour's owner, and goodbye to freedom. You're sure the Safety Commission would place you on some watch list for the rest of your life, and frankly, your tweets are already questionable. You don't need more scrutiny. 

...So, there are two options. 

Delete his number and move on... or don't get caught. 

You shouldn't text Dabi.

...But, you do.

Truth be told, he isn't shocked to see that cute Nuri girl hanging on Giran's arm again. The Broker seems pretty into her — the guy even mentioned something about taking her to a nice dinner during the week as a congrats on passing some big test. Dabi can't blame him. She's cute. Looks good in red. Not his type, but he can appreciate it from time to time.

However, Dabi is a little shocked that you're not a part of the group cheering in Giran's VIP section. There's bottle service being ordered, laughter, dancing, and a gaggle of pretty, five college girls — and none of them are you. 

His lips twist into a scowl. 

He decides he's leaving; his piss-poor drink is tossed back, and he dumps a bill down for the bartender before tugging his hood up and sucking his teeth. 

He never liked this club anyway.

He's crossing the threshold of the back door, stepping into the damp and dark alley, when the phone in his back pocket buzzes. Someone's smoking a Marlboro by the dumpster. The familiar smell makes Dabi's fingers twitch. 

He's tryna quit.

He tugs the phone from his pocket, no longer bothered by the splintered glass screen. His battery is at 13%. This fuckin' thing barely holds a charge anymore. 

The number on the screen isn't one he knows.

Dabi's passcode is unnecessarily long. His phone clicks open as he narrows his eyes and shambles towards the opening in the alley. He doesn't know this number. He has everyone's cell memorized that he needs. Shigaraki, Toga, Spinner, Jin, Compress, even Giran. He doesn't keep contacts. Doesn't work when he's ditching phones all the time. He's got his noggin. That's good enough.

The text is one word:

hi.

Dabi's squinting at the text when another buzzes through. 

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:48pm sorry, this is bar girl

→ dabi ; 11:46pm thought u were never gonna txt me ur girlie nuri is here where r u

There's no way.

Your phone buzzes three times from its far place where it sits face down on the counter — you just walked away from it, hellbent on distracting yourself while you waited out the potential reply. You go rigid in your kitchen. 

Did he seriously text you back immediately?

You purse your lips, then slink towards the phone. It buzzes again.

→ dabi ; 11:47pm c'mon don't leave me hangin pretty

Your eyes are wide as you stare at the string of replies. He has read receipts turned on like the psychopath he is. 

You lean back against the counter, chewing your cuticle as you let out a ragged sigh. Nuri is with him? Or... No, they said they were going to that club you hate. 

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:4pam oh, are they at the bar?‎

Dabi's fingers move fast.

→ dabi ; 11:49pm nah in downtown club tropical or whatever the fuck it's called

You snort a little.

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:49pm i hate that place. their drinks suck.

Dabi has started making his way back to their hideout — back to the shit box apartments they're renting above Kurogiri's bar. He's slow, idly texting as he weaves through the crowds of nightlife in Kamino Ward. 

→ dabi ; 11:50pm a girl after my own heart where r u ur dodging my question u on a date or smthng????

He's insistent, you'll give him that. You cross your legs as you lean back against the laminate counter and chew the inside of your lip.

He's typing. It starts, then stops, then starts again. 

When you start typing, the bubble disappears. 

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:50pm nah, got a huge paper to finish uni student, remember? sorry to disappoint 

→ dabi ; 11:51pm ur missin out giran got bottle service  him and nuri looked cozy

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:51pm not shocked she thinks she can fix him

→ dabi ; 11:51pm ooooo love when that happens poor girl

Typing... 

Typing...

→ dabi ; 11:51pm u think u can fix me? :p

The emoji makes your face break into a smile — it's so... not what you expected. 

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:52pm nah i'm not stupid

→ dabi ; 11:52pm just busy.... really lame of u tbh coulda been fun

← 909.999.3399 ;  11:52pm wasting cash on mid drinks is the opposite of fun

→ dabi ; 11:52pm i meant seeing me

Oh, what the fuck.

Why does that text make your face feel hot? Why does that text make you feel like you're not texting the League of Villain's #1 Arsonist, but some cute boy from class? He's not a cute boy from class. He's a danger to society. 

You're glad you don't have the opportunity to reply. Your phone is buzzing in your hands, the haptic feedback lighting the neurons in your brain on fire.  

→ dabi ; 11:53pm gtg phone is gonna die have fun with ur paper u loser hope u get a good grade or whatever i'll txt u later

You shouldn't have texted Dabi.

But you did. 

[idontcaboose]

Haunted car Au part 14

So, it has been a week, and it feels like when you wake up from an unplanned 30 minute nap and have to ask 'What year is it?' While feeling like you have been run over by a whole procession of clowns, clown cars, and maybe a camel for good measure. Granted, that may be from the ragweed that is pollinating like crazy, but oh well... new part!

THIS IS YOUR WARNING! SWEAR WORDS! Plenty of cursing ahead! You have been warned!

Previous. Masterpost

It had been over 24 hours since Jason saw Danny. The most troubling thing was, there were no whispers of a trafficking group in that area. He couldn't fathom what had happened to the kid. Barbara couldn't find the kid on her cameras either, so he might need to go to the cave and look at the Batmobile himself. The footage Babs pulled were just as corrupted as the ally cameras were. Maybe the kid built himself a little jamming device, wouldn't be his first strangely useful creation. Whether or not he had a jamming device, he was still missing and none of the other street kids had seen him. He knew they were probably not harboring him with the bounty for finding Danny being as lucrative as it was. Jason knew offering to cook 3 meals a day for a week would get all of his street kids looking, some adults too.

Jason was a little surprised to see Duke looking at the Batmobile's underside when he drove in. Normally only Bruce and Jason worked on the cars since they had the most hands-on experience with them. Case in point, Duke had the car up on the lift with the front doors open. Did he have to sit Duke down and go through safety in maintenance 101? Maybe he could borrow little Timmy's version “The importance of Maintenance Safety: Or why you don't let Megan write safety plans.” It would hit all the important bits and sear the information in with neon yellow and blue comic sans font.

“So, Glowstick, mind telling me why the fuck you are trying to get yourself crushed?” Jason growled at the kid, the helmet making it even more menacing.

Duke gave Jason an unimpressed look. “B got a stick up his ass and thinks I somehow was involved with the Batmobile running weirdly." Duke sneered as he continued. "Last night when Red Robin activated his emergency beacon, the lead goon got in it and ran over some of his goons. The fail safes for theft didn't activate. Somehow, it was my fault. Perks to being the closest non-injured, I guess.”

Jason was surprised at the bitterness the usually sunshine-y kid had.

“Well, good news, we can swap for a bit, and I can teach you properly how to maintain this beast.” Jason offered.

“Why are you so interested?”

“I can't be nice?”

“You are here willingly, and no, you usually are not ‘nice’. So what is it?”

Jason was not expecting such hostility from Duke, but if Bruce had his panties in a twist and took it out on Duke, he could forgive some of the bite. Couldn't hurt to get Duke in on his hunt for Danny anyway.

“I… need help. One of my guys mentioned they bet a kid, named Danny, some money to put a sticker on the Batmobile. No one has seen the kid after entering the alley where the car was parked. Oracle said the cameras were corrupted at the time the kid was there with it. Figured I would check the car for clues.”

“Oh…. Sure.”

They both looked at the undercarriage of the car in silence before Jason gave a snort.

“The kid really did put a sticker on the oil pan. That is hilarious.”

Sure enough there was a Green Arrow sticker, one where he had his arms crossed and looking smug as all hell, positioned in such a way that eluded that when the oil was drained it would look like Green Arrow was pissing.

“That is amazing, if you find the kid let me give them a high-five for that. What does he look like anyway?”

“Adoption bait, pretty much a mini me with a more ‘polite’ mouth.” Jason was sure Duke could hear his smile when talking about the kid.

“No shit? You with manners? I don't think I can imagine that from a Alley Rat.” Duke teased.

“Watch it Narrows, us Alley Rats are all a little rabid.” Jason found himself teasing back before sniffing. “Besides, Alfie would have my head if I didn't have some manners.”

They went back into a more comfortable silence while working, Jason took to looking through the center, hoping to find some sort of clue of a struggle if Danny got nabbed. Duke was focusing on the engine compartment and any wirings that he could follow. It was rather relaxing until Duke went to move some rubber piping to get a closer look at a relay.

Neither person expected the car to shudder and produce a kind of creepy giggle. Duke froze and Jason reacted by tackling him away from the car and pulling one of his guns at the Batmobile.

“What in the ever loving fuck?” Jason screamed, the Batmobile responded with its own car alarm going off.

“Don't shoot! I'm sorry, I didn't expect that to happen, we are still trying to figure things out!” Duke had jumped back up and put himself in front of Jason, waving his hands and trying to keep attention on him.

“We? What the fuck Narrows?!”

“Just, both of you, stop! Hood, gun down, Car dude, stop the alarm. Please.” Duke all but whined the last word in desperation.

Jason took a Very deep breath, and growled out in the now silent cave.

“Car. Dude?”

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[fallingdownhell]

Hello!! If your requests are open do you have any plans on writing something similar to genshin men forgetting your birthday but with different characters? :D maybe diluc and/or kaeya for example

Sure can do! Angst will always be my favourite!

Characters Included: Diluc; Kaeya

Content: gender neutral reader; hurt/no comfort; angst; the boys don't realize their mistakes; cursing; not proofread yet

Word count: 1,3k words

Enjoy the heartbreak<3

Diluc

Being with Diluc was exhausting sometimes. And sometimes, it felt like you were in no relationship to begin with. You knew that protecting the city and it's people was important to Diluc, but.. sometimes you just wished to be his number one...

Sometimes, you really wonder how you managed to stay in this relationship for three long years without any issue.. then again, its not like it has always been this way.

The first two years were amazing. Diluc was an attentive lover, always concerned about your well being, that you felt comfortable with him. Only recently did that seem to change. He had less and less time for you, always coming back home in the dead of night and left before you woke up in the morning.

You tried to deal with it somehow, since talking to him about it was apparently no option, seeing as he always pushed you away when you tried approaching the topic with him.

But today... today might just be your last straw..

In all the three years with him, Diluc has always made it a point to make your birthday a most special occaison. Telling you weeks in advance to clear this day up since he wanted to spend it with you. He always planned something different, but you loved it each time.

This year, however, nothing came from him. No notice to keep your calender clean, nothing.

You thought, that when you spotted him in bed next to you this morning, maybe you just thought wrong and he wanted to surprise you.

But when he woke up, no words of gartulations left his mouth. Instead, he simply got up, got dressed and went out again, but not before telling you that he would be back for dinner tonight.. which was a rare occaison as well.

You tried so hard to give him the benefit of the doubt.. going about your day at the mansion, going on a walk in the nice, afternoon soon as people from the Dawn Winery congratulated you for your special day. You thanked them, while trying to keep your composure.

Nothing meant anything to you when the person closest to you didn't remember it themselves...

Night came, and with it came dinner time. Adelinde took the time out of her day to prepare a full on five course meal, all consisting of your favourite dishes. You told her multiple times that this wasn't necessary at all, but she wouldn't have it. So, as fate would have it, you were now enjoying the food... however, alone.

Diluc has yet to show up, but not wanting to let the food get cold, you decided to just start eating.

Later on, you realized that the dissapointment washing over you didn't even face you anymore, having expected this outcome already.

So, you ate quietly, until the door to the mansion opened, revealing the owner of Dawn Winery himself.

"Diluc!", you exlaimed, standing up from your seat, a smile on your lips. He came after all...

But he immediately put a damper on your mood as he raised his hand, a deep sigh escaping him as he threw his coat off.

"Please, not now, (name). I'm exhausted."

With that, he went directly for the staircase, not even acknowloding anything else around him.

"But.. don't you wanna join in for dinner? There's a lot left and-!"

"I said, not now!", he suddenly yelled at you.

You were shocked, looking at him like a deer caught in headlight. Regret briefly washed over him for raising his voice at you, but he chose not to say anything. Instead, he turned around again and made his way up the stairs where he immediately went into his office, looking himself away from you again.

You watched after him, slumping back into your chair as he was out of sight. You tried so desperately to hold back your tears but they came crashing out of you as soon as you saw Adelinde leave the kitchen, a big birthday cake in her hands.

She gave you a weak, sympathetic smile as she sat down next to you on a chair, patting your back gently as you let the dissapointment sink in..

Kaeya

You were maneuvering your way through the many people in your living room, trying to get to your balcony, hoping to get some fresh air and clear your thoughts.

Lisa planned this whole thing perfectly. Keeping you busy the entire day with her while everyone else was preparing your surprise birthday party in your home.

You had not expected anything like that, especially not after the dissapointment you recieved this morning already. Kaeya has never once failed to remember any special day during your relationship. Be it a birthday, an anniversary or anything like that. You never had to remind him, he just always knew and was prepared.

So, naturally, you didn't feel the need to remind him that your birthday was coming up, thinking that he was already aware of that fact.

However, when you woke up this morning, everything was far too normal. He was still sleeping beside you, cuddling with you for a few more minutes, before you both got up and he left for work.

No congratulations, no gift, no nothing. He didn't say anything at all...

You were feeling kinda down after that, slumping around in your home.. That's when Lisa came over and practically forced you out the house. She congratulated you, then took you shopping, to lunch and so on.

She kept you busy the entire day and the incident with you boyfriend went farther and farther to the back of your mind.

That was, until you returned back to your house. Suddenly, the lights switched on before you could even do anything. People jumping out from all around, yelling "Surprise!", at you, while laughing at your flabbergasted reaction.

A surprise party.. now Lisa's behaviour made sense to you. Your mood lightened up, thinking that it must have been Kaeya's doing and planning.

You thanked everyone that came up to congratulate you, making small talk with them while trying to scan the people for your boyfriend. When you didn't see him anywhere, you went to ask Lisa about him, but she said she had no idea where he was..

This dampened your mood again, so you decided to get some fresh air, maybe that would help cool you off again.

As you were outside on the balcony, you saw Kaeya approaching your shared home. Excited, you went inside again to meet him at the front door. But when you opened it, you were met with a seemingly bad mood from your boyfriend.

Before you could ask him what was going on, he already started complaining. "Seriously? Are you for real?"

"What?", you just said, confused on what he meant. But that just seemed to frustrate Kaeya even more.

"So, everyone leaves work, leaving all of it for me to deal with, just because you decided to throw a fucking party? I've had a fucking exhausting day, (name). How do you expect me to relax with this many people here, huh?"

"I-It wasn't my-!"

"Oh, don't give me that crap! Who else if not you would plan such a thing, and in our house as well? You know what, I'm gonna leave. I'll sleep somewhere else for the night!"

And before you could say anything else, he had already turned on his heels and was walking away. You had no idea what this was about and what caused his outburst..

You were so confused about what was going on, but you felt the tears running down your face as you fell on your knees right there at the open front door while the party was still going behind you...

[hyunluvbug]

cute moments with them

pairing: skz!ot8 x gn reader

content: sfw! cute fluffy shit

word count: 1.2k

a/n: i didn't know what to title this but its just cute different moments with each member. i tried to make them each about the same length!

｡･ﾟﾟ･bang chan

chan loves sharing his food with you. you could be having your own meal and one would think he would get mad if you stole a fry or two. but he completely allows it. you don't like your meal? well he will offer his own instead. he just wants you happy 24/7.

when you order takeout, it's like a buffet for you. he lets you take any of his food if something you ordered tastes not how you thought. some people may think its weird since most don't like sharing food. but chan would even spoon feed you if you allowed him.

he just loves being able to please you and seeing you eat makes him happy. he always makes sure you are eating your meals. he knows how upset you can get if you're hungry.

｡･ﾟﾟ･lee know

feeling lee know grab your hand is unlike any other feeling. his warm hand will always find it's way to yours. it was a way to show that he is always there no matter where you were.

his hand always caresses yours. he'll run this thumb across the back of your palm. your soft skin feeling nice in his own. sometimes when you're in bed, he will pick up your hand and run over the lines in your palm. he will run his fingers over every curve. he will lace his fingers with yours, finding comfort in the embrace.

whenever you're out and nervous, his hand finds yours. sometimes when he can't grab your whole hand, he will lace his pinky with yours. he links your pinkies as a way to pull you closer to him or so you don't get lost in a big crowd.

he is obsessed with having your hand in his and will hurt anyone else who holds it.

｡･ﾟﾟ･seo changbin

whenever you and changbin are out, anyone would find both of your arms linked together. why? well i think we know why. changbin has amazing arms and who wouldn't want to always be touching them in some way.

of course changbin would always flaunt and tease you about how built he was. it was hard to argue with him when you know it is completely true. then it soon became habitual for the both of you to have your arms linked.

having your arm linked with his and your head resting on his shoulder was his weakness. being able to feel your warmth was something he always enjoyed. linking arms usually led to warm hugs. bear hugs more like. he would practically smother you in his chest and coo at how small you looked in his embrace. (i luv him)

hwang hyunjin

hyunjin's head lies in your lap. the sound of his soft breaths fill the room. he fell asleep in your lap even when he said he wouldn't. but, this is usually how it goes. he can't help but always fall asleep in the warmth of your lap.

your hands run over his black hair, twisting the ends with your fingers. he hums a little in his sleep from the feeling. one of his favorite things is when you play with his hair.

his eyes slowly open and look up at you. he takes in your face and just how in love with you he is. a smile spreads on his face when he realizes your hand is in his hair. he leans up a places a quick peck to your lips. he wraps his arms around your waist and lies his head on your stomach. burrowing more into your embrace and dozes off to sleep once again.

｡･ﾟﾟ･han jisung

jisung is a great listener. someone who could listen to anyone rant for hours about anything. whether it is just a rant on anger, stress or just a rant about life. jisung would always listen to you when you were upset or worried about anything.

there were many nights where you both stay up in bed talking for hours. talking about your days, any worries or even just about your love for each other.

jisung himself could talk for absolute hours about how much he loves you. every single part of you that he loves, even the parts that maybe you don't even like so much. he loves those parts for you.

he talks about how much he loves you so much that he even does it to his members. but their reaction is more dismissive as they're tired of him saying how much he loves you. they usually will call you and tell you to come get your mans because he will not shut up about you.

｡･ﾟﾟ･lee felix

sneaking glances with felix across the room was one of your favorite past times. anytime you're at the dorm with the boys, you are usually always whisked away by someone else. whether it's seungmin, jisung, lee know, just about anyone. they always take you away but felix is never bothered. he trusts you wholeheartedly. plus he knows how in love you are with him.

catching his glances usually turns into him smiling towards you. the warmth of his smile always fills your body. the warmth spreading through you bringing comfort.

seeing felix's smile brought immense joy to anyone who sees it. his smile can light up anyone's day. the way his smile would curl up into his cheeks and take up majority of his face. he is so beautiful whenever he smiles.

even when you don't look back at him, he continues to steal glances. and when you catch him, it just makes it more fun for him to fluster you.

｡･ﾟﾟ･kim seungmin

sitting in seungmin's lap is comfort like no other. he could be sitting reading a book and you sit in his lap. his arms will wrap around your back and let you cling onto his neck. he will continue reading the book over your shoulders.

you would grab at the ends of his hair feeling its softness between your fingers. seungmin tries to act like it has no affect on him but ends up failing. he places the book down and pulls you back to look into your eyes.

he places kisses all over your face, basking in how cute you are. once he sees you're getting sleepy he pulls you back into his chest and rests his head on your shoulder. letting you find comfort in his arms. feeling you fall asleep in his arms makes him feel like he is on cloud nine.

he loves knowing that he brings you so much comfort. that you are able to fall asleep safely in his arms without a worry. he also finds so much comfort when you do.

｡･ﾟﾟ･yang jeongin

every friday night, you and jeongin would be a tangled mess of limbs on the couch. all wrapped up under a cozy soft blanket, his arms wrapped lazily around your waist.

friday nights were movie nights. nights where jeongin would come home from dance practice, shower, eat dinner with you and end the night off with a late night movie.

the night itself usually ends with him falling asleep in your arms or making out with you. not really ever any in between. but, this night, his head was nuzzled into your neck and taking in your natural scent. a scent that calmed his nerves and stress without fail. being in your embrace was his safe haven. you are his safe haven.

of course, being nuzzled in your neck and feeling comfort. he did eventually end up falling asleep. the long dance practice finally coming over him and making him exhausted. but this has to be one of his favorite parts of any day he comes home. being able to know that you are there waiting for him. always.

[saey707]

I’m starving for some hearsteel Yone x reader headcanons😭🙏 literally anything you have I will gobble up PLEASE😭😭😭 either that or poly heartsteel x reader🤭

✿ Prompt: Yone and you take care of yourselves ✿

♡ champion focus: yone ♡ tw: none! ♡ Gender-neutral reader

Author’s Note: Here's some fun self-care headcanons with Yone, arcade! (૭ ｡•̀ ᵕ •́｡ )૭ I really love writing dynamics with Yone because he's so old man, and I think he values the little things with you! Enjoy!

Yone was a very busy man, and you knew that very well. While date nights may be far too few during the touring season and recording days in the studio, you didn't mind! You can make a romantic date out of midnight ramen runs and sleepy nights, cuddling up on the studio couch while you both work.

You get a lot of perks dating Yone... Yeah, totally...! For one, you get a smoking hot older boyfriend who lacks sleep and healthy water-drinking habits! Not only that, but you also get an all-access pass to his creative approach and tendencies to lecture his bandmates! I mean, who doesn't want to hear all the stress your boyfriend has trying to keep his friends under control!

Admittedly, most days, it becomes too much, even for you. But you love Yone and wouldn't change a single thing about him. He was hardworking, loyal, giving... Everything and all you could ever ask from a partner. How could you ever think to leave him, especially knowing if you weren't there to balance him out he would drown?

On days when you particularly noticed how stressed Yone is, you were always sure to take extra care of him. Usually, it involves wrapping him up in a blanket, leaving a bowl of fruit at his desk, or even making him a plain-black cold brew. And you most definitely saw no harm in sitting in silence beside him, occasionally raising your fork to his lips so he could have a bite of a hot meal.

But the one thing Yone valued most was when you reassured him with gentle praises and reminders, smothering him with butterfly kisses and hugs.

"I admit, I am... A bit more stressed than usual. I know he's done this before. But... it just hurts. It hurts seeing Kayn being called out because of a stupid mistake." Yone grumbled, pushing his cheek against the side of your head while you cradled him from behind. "I know... But we're in this together. You don't have to deal with all of this yourself, Yone. We can turn things around... Kayn will be just fine, trust me."

"I know that... And I appreciate it. Trust me. When all of this blows over, I'll take you somewhere nice. Somewhere where it's just the two of us." "You don't have to do that, Yone. I'm happy just being here with you." You interjected, shifting to sit beside him, leaning against his shoulder. He shut his eyes, dropping his head atop of yours. "I know I don't, but I want to... We deserve it."

It's trying times like this when Yone begins to value self-care. After spending days neglecting his personal needs? Yeah, he definitely needed some time for himself... And you.

He doesn't do it only for himself, but for you too. He knows sometimes the weight of his job can stress you out, so he's always sure to treat you well during these times.

For him, self-care is a means of relaxation, but at the same time, it also truly reflects his older age. He doesn't like going out often if he doesn't need to. He doesn't enjoy drinking, partying, or trying completely unfamiliar things.

This certainly doesn't stop you from spending all the time you can with him, and you take immense pleasure in participating in relaxation sessions with him! In fact, you think it's good for you.

He's a sucker for using the internet as a means of self-care! He'll watch J-Dramas on his iPad (and fall asleep watching them...).

Definitely, Yone is the type to splurge a bit on his retail therapy, especially if it means he can find a new matching outfit or necklace for the both of you! ...Or even a nice skirt. Would he look good in a patterned print?

But Yone tends to start his mornings digitally detoxing, allotting time for himself to make a smoothie bowl, meditate, and settle into his day.

"You're laughing an awful lot..." He mumbled, startled when he opened his eyes. You were inches away from his face and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Sorry~ You're just so cute with your eyes closed!" "Oh? You flatter me..." His cheeks were flushed pink, only transforming into a steamy red when you dropped yourself into his lap.

You tilted your head up, placing a kiss on his chin. "Are we done yet?" "You're cute... But no. We still have time on the clock." He informed you, snickering when you let out a frustrated groan. "But we've been doing this for 20 minutes!" you whined, catching your boyfriend's wrists as he raked his fingers through your hair.

"Well, if you finish off these last ten minutes with me, I'll let you braid my hair." He wrapped his arms around you, permitting you just enough time to contemplate his offer, "How does that sound~ Hm?" "... Pretty good, actually! Okay!"

He usually doesn't trust anyone touching his hair, but he can make an exception for you! He knows you'll be gentle. Besides, it's kind of relaxing... And it gives him time to figure out where he should order from. Hopefully, you don't mind eating Japanese food for lunch for the fourth time this week!

When it's time to finally eat, Yone is dedicated, engaged in deep conversations with you, and hungry to learn more about you. And sometimes, you'll get lucky enough to catch him subtly flirting with you... Just try not to point it out!

At the end of your long, relaxing day, the both of you apply face masks on each other, your thumbs grazing against his cheeks. You always envied how smooth his face was... How perfect his skin was in general. Hell, some days you felt like everything about Yone was perfect...

And falling asleep in each other's arms only confirmed how perfect your relationship could be despite all the stress the two of you endure.

[simpforchuchu]

Hi! How are you? May I please request a fic with Kamui where he gets caught sneaking around SWORD territory and badly beaten, the reader finds him and takes him to the Nameless City where she nurses him back to health? The theme is "be good to the crows, the crows will be good to you" because crows do remember faces and will give people who are nice to them random trinkets they find. In H&L, that could be saving her from some thugs or bringing her to live with one of them. No pressure, take your time! Thanks! ❤️

Crows never forget

a/n: Hello, it took too long for me to write sorry:( But it was really an amazing idea, there will be definitely a part2🫡 It is all fluffy and soft 😭 I hope you like it 🌸💕

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: mention of fights, blood, wounds but mostly fluffy

Dark streets had always scared the young girl. Even though she had been wandering the streets for years, she knew that the SWORD area was never safe. She was going to a nearby market to cook dinner for the kids. Even though she couldn't buy much, she wanted them to be able to eat warm meals on a cold winter day.

The weather was quite cold, she had to be quick. The moment she left the Nameless City, she had a bad feeling.

SWORD was pretty chaotic these days. She had to go back before anything happened to her.

She hadn't gone far, and as she walked down the quiet street, she saw someone fall to the ground in the narrow passage behind the containers. Even though she was undecided whether to check it out or not, she gave in to her curiosity and walked there slowly.

A masked boy, dressed in black and obviously around her age, was lying on the ground. Blood was flowing from his head and his face was injured. Even though she couldn't see his face because of his mask, she was sure she didn't know who he was.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

She asked worriedly and shook him gently. When she realized that the boy opened his eyes but could not move, she was not sure what to do.

Should she help him? Her brothers probably wouldn't like this. But she didn't want to leave him here injured.

She looked for a while to see if there was anyone around to help her. Noone was there. But the boy didn't look too heavy.

Kamui was watching the young girl with faint eyes. He should have stood up, he should have walked away from here immediately. But all his bones ached. He couldn't even move his finger. The young girl was calling out to him, but he didn't have the energy to answer.

Y/n crouched down in front of him and called out to Kamui

“Jump on my back, I will carry you.”

Kamui was looking at her in astonishment as if the young girl had just said the most ridiculous thing in the world. He never believed that this girl could carry him. But y/n was pretty confident.

“Hey, hurry up. We must leave here as soon as possible.”

Kamui knew he had no choice. Even though it hurt a lot, he sat up slightly and wrapped his arms around the young girl's neck.

He was heavy, the young boy was heavier than he looked. But y/n was determined. She would carry him to a safe place, albeit slowly.

***

Despite all the stares of the people around, Y/n brought the young boy to the Nameless City. Kamui knew that the young girl could be in a difficult situation. He had regained some of his strength. He gently touched y/n's shoulder

“You can put me down, you must be very tired.”

Y/n giggled.

“I'm not very weak. Don't worry, we're almost there."

Kamui was listening to the young girl with fascination. She was both strong and fearless. He was also feeling quite embarrassed.

Not much time had passed, when y/n walked the streets of the Nameless City for a while, her brothers blocked her path.

“Rude Boys” y/n stopped her steps when Kamui whispered in surprise. Of course, they couldn't pass through here without being seen by them.

Kamui slowly landed on the ground, but y/n immediately took his arm. The young boy looked pretty bad for standing.

“Y/n, who is this?”

When Takeshi approached the young girl and asked, Kamui shivered as he looked at the man in front of them. SWORD was much more than their little games.

“I don't know who he is” y/n replied calmly. “I found him injured on the street.”

Kamui looked at the young girl's answer. Yes, it was true, but was now the right time to be so honest?

Takeshi didn't react. He didn't want to shout at the young girl. Everyone loved y/n. He also loved the young girl very much. But he couldn't allow a stranger to enter the city.

“I can't allow this y/n, you have to leave him where you found him.”

“Hey, stop talking about him like he's a puppy.”

The young girl wanted to erase her brothers' seriousness by making a joke, but she wasn’t successful.

“Y/n, Im telling you for the last time-“

"Me too. I want to help him. He's just a boy around my age."

When the young girl raised her voice at Takeshi, P intervened. He was always more understanding.

“Y/n, you know the rules of the city. You don't even know who he is. I'm sorry, but we can't allow this."

Even though P spoke in a soft tone of voice, his authoritarian attitude was clear. Kamui didn't know what to do. He knew that he had really put the young girl in a difficult situation. But he didn't ask her for help.

As the argument between Y/n and the Rude Boys continued, a voice everyone recognized was heard. When Kamui looked at who the deep but sweet voice was coming from, he didn't expect to see the famous leader of the Rude Boys.

Of course he knew him. The famous Smoky. He knew he would do anything to protect his family. So he couldn't help but wonder what he would do to him right now.

“Y/n-chan… is he your friend?”

With Smoky's question, everyone turned to him. Y/n looked at the boy on her arm who couldn't even stand and smiled.

“Will you believe me if I say yes, Smoky-nii?”

Y/n was a sweet girl. She had never done anything to put her family at risk. She cared about everyone as much as Smoky. But Smoky knew she was still a kid. Of course she could make mistakes

“Y/n, I've known you almost since you were born. Of course, I know that when you want to lie, you start mocking.”

Y/n smiled but Smoky wasn't smiling.

“I'm sorry, I can't allow this.”

"Then I'll go with him too."

With the young girl's sentence, there was a deep silence. Smoky knew her well. He knew she could really do it. He didn't like the determined look in her eyes.

When Y/n looked into her brother's eyes, Smoky sighed even though Takeshi and P protested. He nodded and took a few steps closer to Y/n and Kamui

“Okay, but we won't take responsibility for him. Please don't disappoint me, kiddo.”

Y/n smiled and nodded. Even if she was making a mistake, she would figure it out before anyone else. But she still trusted the boy she had met half an hour ago.

***

After Smoky’s permission to the young girl, P did not want her to suffer any more and took Kamui on his back. After walking for a while, they entered the building where y/n was staying. After placing Kamui harshly on the bed, he gave the young boy a threatening look and turned to the young girl.

“One of the boys will also stay here for the night. If there is a problem, don't forget to call us.”

Y/n smiled and nodded at the soft-hearted boy.

“Thank you nii-chan, don't worry.”

P patted the young girl's head and took one last look at the boy who was watching them with weak eyes on the bed and left.

Y/n looked at the young boy after P left and smiled. The mask on his face was still there.

“I won't ask who you are.”

Kamui whispered.

"Thank you"

Y/n could tell from his voice that he was still in pain.

“I'll find something to clean your wounds. Don't go anywhere okay? Although I don't think you can go, but-"

Y/n giggled at what she said and left the room. She knew that there was a first aid kit in one of the old cabinets inside the building. She quickly started looking for it.

After a while, she returned to the room with the kit she found. But she noticed that the boy in the bed had already fallen asleep.

***

When Kamui woke up in the morning, he could feel his whole body aching. He was surprised to realize that the mask on his face was still there. He looked around and looked for the young girl, but the room was empty.

Even though it hurt, he stood up and looked at himself in the broken mirror on the wall. He had bruises and band-aids on his face. Someone had cleaned his wounds. When he pulled down his mask and looked at his face, he realized that the mask had never been removed and smiled.

Didn't she really wonder who he was?

He lay on the bed in the room and thought for a while. Should he go? But he wanted to thank the young girl. Were his friends worried about him? They would probably be very angry.

While he was lost in his thoughts, he did not notice the young girl entering the room. When he noticed the girl looking at him with a tray in her hand, he turned to her.

The young girl looked confused for a while, then smiled. Kamui was trying to understand what she was surprised about. Immediately afterwards, he realized that his mask was not on his face.

“Didn't you really take off my mask yesterday?”

Y/n laughed and shook her head.

“You were injured, I didn't want to take it out without your permission. This is SWORD, everyone has a valid reason to hide their personality.”

Kamui smiled, surprised by how thoughtful the young girl was.

“You must be hungry, I brought warm soup for you.”

Kamui looked at the tray in the girl's hand and slowly sat up in bed. His whole body still ached.

“Kamui, Kamui Ito.”

The young girl sat on the chair next to the bed and handed the tray to the boy. She smiled.

“Y/n, but you probably already know my name.”

Kamui laughed and shook his head. The smell of the soup on the tray made him realize how hungry he was.

“I… thank you. I will never forget what you truly did for me.”

Y/n smiled at the boy who shyly tried to thank her. The scars on his face were obvious, but he had a very sweet face. For a moment she realized that she had been staring at his face for too long and looked away. Kamui had done the same thing.

“I better go now, I don't want to cause you any more problems.”

Y/n laughed.

“If you are still tired, you can rest, but if you want to go, I can walk with you.”

Kamui laughed.

“I may look pretty weak, but I'm not bad at fighting.”

Y/n giggled and shook her head.

“I don't think Suzuran students are weak, I just wanted to say goodbye to you.”

Kamui was embarrassed by the sentence the young girl said sweetly, he even thought his cheeks were turning red. But then he realized what the young girl said.

“You… How do you know that I am from Suzuran?”

Y/n smiled and nodded.

“I hope you don't think you're the only one who knows something.”

Kamui frowned when he realized that the young girl was much more mysterious than she seemed, now he was even more curious about who she was. But he left that for later, he had to enjoy the short moment he could spend with her right now.

He took a spoonful of his soup and relaxed with the warmth entering his body. Y/n smiled as she watched him. He knew that the boy sitting in front of her was a very dangerous person, despite his innocent face. She didn't need to know him completely to know that. But she didn't want to think about that right now, she had to enjoy the little moment she could spend with him.

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[httpsghostie]

i just . many thoughts head full . thinking about toxic husband price that doesn’t compliment his darling anymore bc they’re already married and so he “doesn’t have to” . then they go out and she’s looking all pretty and someone compliments her . and he gets mad ! bc that’s his wife !! nobody else gets to call her pretty if not him >:c

Is It Really You?

sorry not sorry love u

Summary: your husband doesn't compliment you anymore.

Word Count: around 900

Warnings: toxic!husband!price x f!reader, angst/hurt, estabilished relationship (?

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Marriage was being a burden.

You never thought it would end up like this, all the sweet moments you two shared were replaced with toxicity and you seemed to be the only one holding it together.

John had become a different man after a certain mission he had in the military, leading to a lot of heated arguments, him sleeping on the couch way more than often. Sex wasn't the same also, that's when you two even engaged in it. 

But to everyone else it was perfect. Such a cute little housewife doing everything to her handsome, hardworking husband. And to be honest, you'd do anything for John, only if it wasn't for the man he'd now become.

He was cold, distant, indifferent. He didn't compliment you anymore, he wouldn't pay attention to the small details of your being like he always used to do, so loving and caring, just because, in his mind, he didn't have to earn you again. You two were already married, why should he?

Meals were shared with him on his phone, dealing with work, and you watching some crappy romance tv show, hopefully imagining you could live that again.

But it wasn't until the day he was invited to a dinner and had to show up with his pretty wife, pretending like the life you shared wasn't only being held by convenience.

You two stood in front of the house, a fine bottle of red wine in your arms, patiently waiting for someone to open the door. You wore a beautiful black dress, the one that your husband would never fail to compliment, but instead he just complained about you making him get there late.

"What a bonnie lass!" Said Soap as he greeted you, holding his arms open for a hug. You laughed as you stepped inside, accepting his hug.

"Thanks, Johnny, it's nice to hear that." You glanced at your husband who was putting his cigar away.

"That's my wife you're talking 'bout, Sargeant." He said, crossing his arms after he closed the door behind him, giving him a stern look.

"I acknowledge a beautiful woman when I see one." You chuckled, but felt your cheeks flushing. It's been a while since someone complimented you. It was such an innocent act coming from him that you didn’t even mind, but you knew what your husband thought of that.

You could see Gaz in the house as well, and he was making the universal 'cut that shit off' sign to Soap — a small waving hand on the side of his neck. He knew Price more than Soap, and for longer, also. He knew about your decaying relationship and he also didn't want a scene.

"Show some fucking respect, she's my wife, MacTavish." Price almost spitted out, raising his tone.

“Wow, ok, easy there, Captain!” Gaz finally stepped in between them, trying to ease the mood as he chuckled. “No need for that,— do you mind?” He pointed at the bottle in your hands that you’ve almost forgotten about, and if it wasn’t for him offering to take it, you’d probably have clutched it so tight that the glass would snap. You gave him a sweet smile and an almost inaudible ‘thank you’, not being really sure of where to shove your red face from embarrassment. 

“Is there a problem there?” You heard the deep voice of Simon approaching the little reunion by the entrance hall, Price’s hands turned into clenched fists and he took a deep breath.

“Not at all,” you chuckled awkwardly, waving your hands, and turned to your husband, whispering to him as the guys made their way to the living room, “and enough, John, why would you want to cause a scene, hm? Suddenly you’re jealous? What is that?”

“You’re my wife.” He pointed a finger to your chest. “You’re mine and you deserve respect.”

“Respect? John, that was the furthest thing from respect, he was just complimenting me, what’s wrong with you today?” You two were arguing silently, trying to keep as cool as possible.

“I don’t know.” He softened his gaze on you, brushing his beard awkwardly. “I- I don’t know, my dear, ‘m sorry.”

“Let’s pretend this didn’t happen.”

You didn't pay attention to the dinner whatsoever, nor the conversations going like nothing ever happened, the embarrassing scene your husband had caused in the hall of Soap's house were merely enough to make you dissociate. You felt strange, like something lit inside of you, those long gone butterflies finding its way to your stomach all over again. 

The drive back home was silent, from the start of the engine to the keys being tossed on the side table by the door, followed by the sound of you taking your high heels off.

“Didn’t mean to do that.” He said. You sighed, holding back your tears as if you were in a burst of hormones. “You… do look beautiful, darling.” It came out strained, like a cry for help.

You weren’t sure why, you thought you should feel grateful for having someone to be jealous over you, you thought you should run to his arms, hug him, tell him everything was going to be alright, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so, you couldn’t even care to look at his face. Your heart was shattered in pieces, bleeding out. How could you deal with the pain?

And there he stood, watching the only thing that kept him from ending it all, slipping away from his fingers and mournfully perambulating through the hallway to their once shared room.

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[kazvha]

Random headcanons I had for Kayden

Notes: Yet another 'don't take this too seriously' post🥴

1. Does the reader have a chance with Kayden?

• Let's be real, you wouldn't even know who Kayden is because you're a mere human

• A normal day in his life consists of waking up at 5 am, going on a run with Jiwoo, training with Jiwoo and also instructing him, maybe taking an afternoon nap, training again, going to sleep with his force control activated and repeat

• So he never even thought about having romantic feelings for someone. His main goal is to become stronger and to defeat strong people

• But let's say you're an awakener and you know who Kayden is. You still would have no chance to get to know him because he thinks that everyone is approaching him for their own interest. That's just how the awakened world is. And if you two fought against each other, you would probably hold a grudge against him like the other awakeners

• Your best bet would be having a connection to Jiwoo since Kayden's life revolves around him right now.

• Idk, maybe you would have to work at Shinhwa and take care of Jiwoo kinda like Inhyuk

• You would have to be very persistent and keep visiting Jiwoo at his house for Kayden to notice you. And you would have to find out his secret of him being a cat for him to lower his guard around you

2. Oddly, very oddly specific hcs:

• He doesn't take care of his hair like that. When he found out that shampoo existed, (before that he washed his hair with his bodywash) he bought a specific 3 in 1 Shampoo and he never went back since. That's the only thing he puts in his hair

• Even so his hair is somewhat silky and nice. But he's so annoyed by the strands that fall out of his bun. He thought way too many times about shaving all his hair off (imagine Kayden with a buzzcut)

• But he only cuts his hair when he notices it growing past his collarbones. "Ah, it's that time again... Why does it grow so fast??"

• He has no fashion sense. At all. So he sticks to white or black shirts and black pants because that outfit can be used for any casual and professional settings

• He's been wanting to pierce his ears for a long time but he doesn't know a good place where he can do it. He's too lazy to do it

• His lips are so dry it hurts me. He doesn't even notice it when his lip is bleeding. Someone bring him some chapstick pls

• He doesn't know how social media works and doesn't have any accounts. He only uses his phone for text messages and calls

• If there was an Instagram or X for awakeners there would be so many fan accounts dedicated to Kayden. And every time he fights someone, the whole platform blows up with posts about him

• He can cook. Kayden has lived alone his whole life and he somehow had to feed himself with cheap ingredients. Over the years his improvised meals became better and more delicious

• He's the worst when it comes to cleaning dishes though. He hates it. He would rather take the trash out than do the dishes

• One day a girl told him that she was jealous of his long eyelashes. He shrugged her off, but since then he thinks about her statement every once in a while. Kayden would look at his reflection in the bathroom mirror and think 'They're not that long though.'

• He still didn't lose hope that he'll become a skinnier cat if he trains enough and that's probably one of his main goals these days. Who cares about getting stronger? He just wants to lose the cat fat😩

• He often gets nightmares about being stuck in his cat form and never getting out again

• He speaks Korean and Chinese fluently and can also converse in English quite well

• He only wears these footies socks, these no-show socks. Who needs normal socks?

• Speaking about socks, he sleeps without socks on.

sorry.

[prettypinkporkchop]

Can you do Jared X reader where Jared thought that Kim was his imprint/soulmate but he is absolutely masken because when he mets the new girl he imprints. You can decide on the other details

LITERALLY NOBODY FREAKING ASKS FOR JARED CAMERON! PLEASE SHOW THIS BOY SOME LOVE JTS NO FAIR! HES A SILLY GOOFY!

I love her. I love her so much. Here I am, sitting in Emily's for lunch with my pack before we go train. "Jared, we know what it's like. You can stay with her if you want to, but stop saying you imprinted when you haven't." Paul chuckles, throwing a fry at my face. "I truly believe I did." I reply defensively. "You'd know for sure if you did. It wouldn't be, 'I believe'." Paul replies. "Guys, just let the man feel how he feels." Jacob groans, trying to enjoy his meal. "Yes, it would be nice if we could talk about something else." Sam rolls his eyes before taking a bite of his chicken strip.

My heart hurts. I know I imprinted. I love Kim so much. Maybe my bond is too strong for them to handle. I'll just say that. I know what I feel.

Your pov:

"Watch your feet." You hear your friend beside you. You move your arm up to grab another rock. "I'm trying!" You hyperfocus on your hands and refuse to look down at your feet.

You met your friend a few years ago. She's an adventurer and often brings you along with her. This is your first time mountain climbing. This is also your first time being in Washington state. "Dude! You're going to - !" You slip but quickly catch yourself. "Shit." You gasp.

You decide to move your eyes along the beauty of greenery behind you. You can see some of Forks. You two are closer to La Push bit where you guys are, you can't see the beach.

"Y/f/n, I'm getting tired. We need to take a break." You breathe out. Your heart is tired of thumping. You're starting to get a headache. "Here." She says. She moves closer towards you, attaching the clip of the descenders to both of you.

An hour or so later, you are sitting on a stump in the woods, drinking water. "Ready to go back to camp?" She asks. You guys rented a cabin near the reservation. "Yeah, we can. It's starting to get a bit dark." You check the time on your phone. "Want to grab some dinner?" She smiles while picking up all of the gear. "I'll look up places to eat." You reply.

Jared's pov:

"Baby, what's wrong?" Kim asks, kissing all over my cheeks. "Nothing, sweet girl." I smile.

Oh, I feel awful. What if they are right? I didn't imprint. The fact that I'm questioning it scares the hell out of me. I've done everything for Kim, and she has pushed away all she knows about the world to accommodate for a shifter. She knows too much to not be an imprint. This isn't good. I'm not so sure what to do. What do I do?!

Kim finishes her cup of coffee before placing it down and smiling up at me. "Thank you for the food and coffee. Ready to head back?" She checks her smart watch, texting back who I assume to be Emily. "Yes ma'am." I stand up and pull her chair out for her.

"Oh, no. We aren't from here!" I hear giggling. I turn to see two girls. They are standing at the desk talking to two waitresses. "It's crazy to see new faces here in Forks! Out of all of Washington, you travel here. Welcome! I hope it's everything you hoped for."

"Baby?" Kim jumps me out of my nosey eavesdropping. "Sorry, love. I was listening to them. They traveled here. I'm not so sure what's so special about here." I chuckle. Kim giggles, and we begin to walk to the door.

"Y/n, watch it." One girl says, grabbing the other girl's arm, but she still backs up into my side. "Oh, crap! I'm so sorry!" She turns and looks at me.

...................love, future, baby, adventures, butterflies.................

"Jared." Kim pulls on my arm. I look away at the floor. The guilt is eating me alive. I actually imprinted. I'm about to panic. I'm about to actually have a panic attack. "Once again, I'm so sorry! I hope you two have a good day!" She calls out. Kim waves at her with a smile before we reach outside.

"God, what is wrong with you, Jare?" Kim faces me in the parking lot near the truck. "I... I'm fine. Look, I'll take you home. I have some business to take care of with the pack." I huff and slam the driver door shut. I'm so angry with myself. I can't even think straight.

Your pov:

You can't stop thinking of that guy. He has a girlfriend, a fiance, or a wife. You refuse to be a homewrecker. She was so sweet and pretty. You feel like you're just blegh. "He sure was a cutie!" Your friend giggles while taking a bite of her burger. "Yeah, he was." You smile.

Why do you feel so weird??? You have never... your stomach is flipping. You can't eat right now.

You can't feel this way. You are leaving in two days anyway.

Jared's pov:

"Breathe, Cameron." Embry grabs my shoulder. Sam is trying to think about what to do. I can't think I can't breathe. I'm leaning over the counter, gripping.

Your pov:

8:00 pm

"You've got to be kidding me!" Your friend yells in frustration. The car you guys rented just broke down in the reservation. You can't see any houses where you guys are. The last one you saw was miles down.

"Do you know anything about cars?" She turns to you. "Bitch, do I look?-", you guys jump at the sound of knocking on the window. Y/f/n barely rolls down the window. "You need help?" A man's voice asks. "No, sir." You say out of fear. Your friend pushes your knee. "Yes, yes we do, please." She says. Ugh! You don't want to get killed in Washington. "I'm Sam. Not to sound creepy," he chuckles, "I usually walk down the rez with my friends to make sure everything is okay." He says. You see, four other guys come up. You notice they are all shirtless with a tattoo on their arm. You can't see the details because it's getting dark.

You see the guy from the restaurant. Oh, god. You feel better... "y/f/n." You whisper. She turns to you. "The guy at the restaurant." You whisper. She looks up and then unbuckles. You unbuckle as well. "We'll step out." She says. They back up. You grab your bag and feel for the pepper spray, the rape whistle, and the big ass knife. Okay, great. You open the door and step out. You look across the car to see the guy staring right at you. You look away quickly.

You and your friend get comfy on the grass on the side of the road. The guys are waiting on one of them to come back with tools. "You know, it's the people's we rented from job to take care of this." She giggles. "Eh, well, it's best not to pay for towing. I'd let them know tomorrow, though." One of them says. He's leaning on the side of the car with his arms crossed. "What's your name?" You ask. "Paul. Over there is Quil, Jared, and the guy who left to get tools is Embry." He says. For some reason, he keeps glancing at you.

You decided to do something. You stand up and walk over to Jared. "Hey." You awkwardly say. He looks up. You see the tail light of the car illuminate his face just enough to see his smile. "Hey." You take your hand out. "Y/n." He puts his hand in yours. You felt a shock. So much heat expanded through your body. You felt the connection, and it attacked your body, nearly losing balance. "Jared Cameron." He shakes your hand. You can see Quil standing there smirking at him.

Jared's pov:

Standing this close to my actual imprint feels like I'm floating in soothing waters. Is it bad I don't feel the pain of telling Kim earlier? I just feel peaceful, whole, happy.

"Where are you from?" I ask her. "Uhm, I'm from (your home). I leave in two days." Her words shatter my heart. I can't lose her. She can't go.

Embry pulls up in his truck. He stops behind us and steps out. "Got the tools. You girls need anything?" Embry asks. Her friend stands up, dusting herself off. "Honestly, we have a long ass day ahead of us. We are exhausted. Been up since six a.m." She sighs. "We can take you to wherever you guys are staying." I offer. Y/n looks at her friend. Her friend shrugs. "Yeah! That'd be great! Thank you!" She pipes up, but then she thinks. "I will ride with you guys and come back with you, Jared. I'll bring the car back to our camp." She says.

Your pov:

You are squashed in between Jared and your friend. You can feel his bare arm against yours. His muscles, goddamn. He's focused on the roads. "So, Mora Campground?" He asks to be sure. "Yes!" You answer.

Once you get there, your friend hops out. "Thank you, Jared!" She waves and leaves.

Jared backs up and goes back on the road. "So, who was that pretty girl at the restaurant?" You smile. He takes a deep breath in and exhales. "Uh, she is Kim. Was my girlfriend. I broke up with her today. She's a sweet girl. She didn't do anything wrong, I just, uh, didn't want to lead her on." He says uncomfortably. Now you feel bad for asking. "Well, I love the weather here!" You change the subject terribly. He smiles and glances your way.

A week later:

"Oooohhh, Jared texted you again!" She hands you your phone across the couch. You and her share an apartment. You and her work customer service at home. Her mom owns the company.

Hearing his name makes your heart jump. You open it up.

Jared: Are you able to take off for a week?

You: I can two weeks ahead of scheduling. Why so?

Jared: I may or may not want to buy you a ticket for you to come back.

You drop your phone on the couch face down. You turn to your friend. "Bitch..." You breathe out. She jumps up. "What? What?" You pick up your phone again. "Jared wants to fly me back out there and stay for a week." You gulp. She freaks out, jumping up and down and clapping. "YES YES YES!"

You: I don't want you to spend all of that money on me. I am more than willing to, though! Let me buy a ticket.

Jared: no. Let me. Where do you want to stay? Cabin? Hotel? You are more than welcome to stay with Sam and Emily! They'd love to have you and it'd be free. Lol.

You: let me see, love.

Jared: also, can you bring y/f/n? Ateara won't stop talking about her.

Another time skip 2 weeks:

Jared places your bag down on the bed. "I'm so happy Quil finally has a girl. Poor boy doesn't have luck with that." He chuckles. You look up at Jared, who stands above you. His dark brown eyes are calling you. "She really likes him. Also, thank you for everything." You smile and then wrap your arms around his neck. He's taken aback but then wraps his strong around around you. "I'm happy you're here." He whispers. Something really is between you two, and you don't know what it is.

Soft knocks on the door make you two pull away. There's Quil and your friend. "Hey, Sam said there's a bonfire tonight." Quil says. "Okay, bet."

"Bonfire? Fun!" You say and sit on the bed, unpacking your bag. "We sit around the fire, eat good food, play around, and the biggest part is we have the elders talk about our tribes legend." He says. You stop and look up at him. "But that's... I'm not.. I'm an outsider." You stumble your words feeling like you're intruding. Quil and Jared laugh and look at each other. "Don't worry. It's okay with everyone." Jared crosses his arms.

Bonfire:

"Seth Clearwater!" The young man in front of you shakes your hand. Jared stands next to you, never leaving your side. You have been meeting everyone else you don't know. "You hungry?" Jared asks. You look up at him and grab his arm. "I could eat!" You look over and see your girl and Quil making out. Quil seems nervous and not moving his hands much. You can't help but laugh. Jared sees it too and chuckles. "Damn. That was fast." You giggle.

You sit on the lawn chair in between Jared and Sue Clearwater. "It's crazy you came from (your home)! It's amazing to have you here." She smiles.

Billy Black starts speaking. He sounds very intimidating and smart.

Jared's pov:

I can see her listening. Her eyes never leaving Billy. I can't tell if she's taking any of this in. She seems to be in a trance.

She faces me after the stories, and everyone else stands up and talks. Her eyes are a tad bit wide, and she smiles. I melt. My god, her lips. "That was so cool, Jared!" She gasps. "Wanna know something cooler?" Oh god. Time to tell her. She cocks her head slightly and smiles. "Follow me." I stand and grab her hand.

We walk in silence toward the woods. I stop once I get a little far out. "What are we doing?" She giggles. I let her hand go and face her. "Well, the legends.. are true. I am a shifter. Me and all the guys. Sam is alpha." I lay it out. I'm nervous. "Show me." She says blankly. I back away. I take off my shorts. "I have to take off my underwear too..." I awkwardly say. Her eyes look up at the dark sky. I do that, and I shift.

I growl very lightly and step closer to her. She looks at me, and her face is in shock. She doesn't look scared. "So mesmerizing.." she whispers. She lifts her hand and runs it through my fur. "I have questions." She whispers again. I back up, phase back, and get on my legs. I get dressed and jog back to her. "Why are you telling me this? I'm confused." She says.

How do I say this? "Uh, remember imprinting?" I ask her. She slowly nods and then perks up. "Me????? I'm your soulmate?!" She squeels. I chuckles, nodding my head. "But wait, what about Kim?" She frowns. I sigh and rub the back of my neck. "I didn't know what imprinting felt like. I did love her, and so I thought I imprinted. Everyone who did kept telling me that wasn't the case. When I met you at the restaurant, I did. I had to tell her the truth." I look at her face slowly dropping. "I didn't mean to... do that to her.." she holds her stomach. "I feel so guilty. It's my fault." She whispers. "No, it's not like that at all!" I reach for her hand. She jerks back and runs to Emily's. "Shit." I run after her.

Your pov:

You say to yourself that you 'wrecked a relationship. I can't believe I did that.' You hear him behind you calling your name. You hit Emily's and bust through the door. You hope nobody saw because that'd be awkward. You go into the room and sit on the bed. You're out of breath. You can't believe this.

After a few moments, you hear knocks. "I'm sorry, Jared. I have to think for just a moment." You call out. "Y/n, it's Emily." You breathe out a long breath. "Hey Emily." You say, and she opens the door, sitting next to me. "Jared asked me to speak with you." She smiles.

She told you all about her and Sam and the Leah lore. It made you feel a lot better. Now, you want to give Jared a hug. She steps out, and you stand up going out to find him. He's already standing there in the hall. "Jared, I'm so sorry." You say and wrap your arms around him. "It's okay, my love." He holds you. You lean up and kiss him. He kisses you back instantly. You kiss him harder, pulling his body into yours.

He guides you into the room. You shut the door behind him, you guys not letting go or pulling away. You use as much strength as you can to push him against the door. He grunts but pulls away. "Not here. Not like this." He whispers, pushing hair behind your ears. You blush at how that came over you. Like damn girl. You chuckle and sit on the bed.

"I have a whole week before I leave." You sigh. "I don't want to. I want to stay here." You look up at him, fully trusting the bond. This is serious, and there's no other end but with him. Might as well not wait. Plus, being away from him even before you knew did not feel good.

His eyes widen, and he laughs a bit, "Really?!" He asks in disbelief. "Yes!" You smile. He tackles you on the bed, holding you. "I have my forever." He mumbles in your neck. You feel his warm breath.

"Want to go on a date tomorrow?" He looks up at you.

almost a month later:

"Babes, how'd we get here?" Your friend laughs while touching your knee. "Us knowing each other really did well. It worked in favor." You smile at her. She turns to look out in the yard. You turn too and see Jared and Quil roughhousing. "Babe!" You call out. Jared instantly responds to your call, making his way to you. "Yes, babylove?" He leans down on you, his hands holding the arms of the chair to hold him up. You lean in and kiss his lips quickly. "Ready to go home? I still have to unpack a lot of shit." You groan. "Shit, me too." Your friend says, walking inside Quil's house.

He smiles down at you and plants kisses all over your face. "I love you." He says. You grab his face and kiss him roughly. "I love you, too."

[cielwritings]

Hello thereeee, I just randomly thought of this request but modern Ciel x reader where the reader wears Jirai kei clothing, since it's known about mental stuff people usually give them glares assuming bad stuff about them because of stereotype, if you do it please remember to take your time and not rush for you own mental health ♡⁠

! Ciel with a S/O who wears Jirai Kei !

Oh i love this style!! i never knew it had a name!

Being from England, he doesn't see it often. Though, he'll occasionally see small bits of it. You were really the only one he saw dressed up completely in the attire.

He didn't mind it. To him, it looked like a feminine style with some comfort in it, while also being fit to wear outside. He sees no issue, so he doesn't comment on it.

Though, you seemed sad one day, wearing something out of your usual. You wouldn't tell him what was wrong, instead simply asking for his affection and reassurance. He ordered Sebastian to figure it out.

It didn't take very long. Sebastian knew it had something to do with your clothes, so he asked Nina and Grell. Both of which came to the same conclusion. Either you weren't happy with how you looked in it (whether it be because of yourself or a third party), or you just had a bad day.

Ciel, hearing this, liked to look over your shoulder. He'll catch you scrolling on social media, paying closer attention to your notifications. These comments you were getting were.. odd.

What the hell is a femcel?! What are they talking about you doing... drugs? Wearing long sleeves meant you're hurting yourself? What?!

To Ciel's knowledge, you weren't any of that. Even if he had no idea what a femcel was. Sebastian told him to not worry about it...

"My lady," Ciel spoke, hearing your phone buzz in your pocket at dinner time. "Do you mind... handing me your phone? I would like to take a look at what's bothering you."

At first, you had no idea what he meant. "The buzzing doesn't bother me. I can put it on silent if you need."

Ciel shook his head, "That's not what I meant, my dear. Allow me to show you."

So, you handed him your phone. He immediately opened your instagram after painful navigation. You felt your heart go to your stomach. Suddenly, you had the urge to excuse yourself to the restroom, though you didn't.

"These are nice photos," he points to a few of your posts where your outfits were especially 'extra'. Lots of accessories, more makeup, and the occasional energy drink in hand.

So, he clicked on a photo. More comments than likes. He clicks the comments.

"Hm," he hums, finger to his chin. "What does this mean?" he gestures to a comment. Some oldhead commented a knife and laughing emoji. The meaning was obvious, but he wanted to hear you say it.

"It's nothing." "Oh? What about this one?" he points to another comment, which referred to you as someone who did 'street parties'. Some comments under them were gifs of anime girls with gross bedrooms.

You just looked at him nervously. He sighs, your silence saying more than what you could ever say.

"I'm having Sebastian cleanse your account. Everyone who leaves a negative comment will be blocked, deleted, and your account will be set to private until I state it's alright otherwise."

It was a drastic measure, but clearly you weren't happy with what everyone has been saying. "While Sebastian does this, we're going to finish our meal and go to the city. We'll be buying you some new clothes. Don't think I've noticed your attempts at burning and shredding the old ones."

Your face flushed, and you nodded. Sebastian took your phone with a reassuring smile, and promptly left after Ciel gave the go-to.

Ciel kissed the corner of your lips, stabbing your fork into your food and lifting it to your mouth. "Enjoy your meal, now."

[explorevenus]

I’m curious what you’ll do for this emoji: 🔥

Congrats at 1k!!! You deserve it bestie <3

TEA. I LOVE U.

i feel like this is 100% not what you were imagining when u chose this emoji but idk it just came to me so i ran with it sdjfhdjflidsfijh

context for those of u just joining us: this is part of an ask game where i write a yandere!leon blurb based on emojis in celebration of hitting 1k followers !! requests for this game are closed now. thanks everyone for participating and for being patient while i work through the rest of the emojis my asks <33

tags/warnings - yandere!leon kennedy, fem!reader, daddy kink, pet names, reader is in captivity, leon uses a knife (to cut vegetables but still), extremely brief mention of hypothetical self harm

blurb under the cut !! <3

You were bored. You had begged Leon to just let you sit with him while he made dinner. You needed out of that bedroom, out of that bed, you needed something. Anything.

It didn't take him too long to cave on your request-- after all, he found it quite sweet that you wanted to spend time with him. That you were begging for it. Finally, he relented, taking your hand as he led you downstairs and into the kitchen, lifting you up into the tall chair at the kitchen counter.

"Stay put, okay, princess?" He commanded gently. "Don't want you getting hurt."

You're just cooking dinner, how could I possibly hurt myself? You thought stubbornly, but outwardly, you nodded obediently. "Okay, daddy," You said quietly, a near whisper as you zoned out watching him begin to prepare a meal.

He set a pot on the stove to boil before he started cutting up ingredients, which was satisfying to watch. He had incredible knife discipline. You weren't really sure what he was making, but in all honesty, you didn't care-- he hadn't let you down thus far. Sure, he was crazy, but he was skilled at cooking comfort food from scratch.

You were hypnotized by the sight of his knife slicing through vegetables and trimming meat… until it began to make you a little uncomfortable. You were plagued with the image of what he could do to you with a knife. Squirming in your seat, you let your gaze trail over to the stove, eyes hooking on the bright blue flames that licked over the bottom of the pot of water.

Fire. You thought of what you could do with fire. Burn the house down, injure him horribly, injure yourself horribly… It was an oddly comforting thought. You knew he wouldn't ever let you near an open flame, but hey, a girl can dream, right?

But then you thought of the nice things you could do with fire. Light a candle, curl up by a fireplace, burn some incense… You missed having those small freedoms, things you never even considered would feel like such a distant reality before you wound up here. Leon's rules for you were stifling in ways you could hardly conceptualize, but every day was a reminder.

Leon noticed you were staring, following your gaze to the stove. "What are you thinking about, hm?" He asked softly, handing you a slice of red pepper he'd just cut as a snack.

You snapped out of your daze, taking the vegetable from him without question. "N-Nothing," You stammered. Unconvincing. "I was just zoning out."

"Ah," He nodded, though his eyes were narrowed with suspicion. "Don't get any ideas, little one. It's not safe for you to play with fire."

You forced a weak smile, taking a bite of the sweet red pepper. "I know," You said. "Wasn't planning on it."

[a-random-weeb]

hi could I request a “bsd/Genshin impact men when their s/o flinches in an argument?” Thanks!!!!!

Absolutely! I don't know too much about genshin impact but I know enough. Just sorry if the characters are a little ooc.

I didn't know if you wanted oneshots or headcannons, so I did what I wanted to for each character. If you want me to redo one in a certain way feel free to ask :)

Characters: dazai, Chuuya, Diluc

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Dazai:

All that can be heard are the sounds of yelling and screaming. Dazai came home, teasing you and being more annoying then normal, and it didn't help that you had a bad day. You kept telling him to leave you alone but he wouldn't, so you snapped and yelled at him, and so, an argument ensued. He's yelling at you, but it gets to the point where he actually looks scary, and so you flinch. He freezes, taking a second to process the fear in your eyes, but once he does, he pulls you to his chest, clinging to you tightly "i-im so, so, so sorry belladonna, I shouldn't have pissed you off like that after you had a bad day!" You cry into his chest and he buries his face in your hair. He picks you up and carries you to the living room where he cuddles you in the couch "I'll do better, I promise..." he whispers softly, and you both pass out on the couch.

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Chuuya:

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU TRY TO COOK?! YOU BURNT YOURSELF, YOU COULD'VE BURNT THE GODDAMN HOUSE DOWN!!" He screamed.

"I-Im sorry!" You choke out, but feeling your own anger slowly bubble up inside you. That's how it started, the worst argument of your life. You too went back and worth, yelling, for at least an hour until Chuuya finally loses it completely. He smashes a glass cup on the floor and it shatters everywhere, that's when you flinch. He notices, but doesn't react and first, too caught up in this to relise how scared you were. It wasn't until you backed away did he relise he screwed up. You two stand there in silence for a good 30 seconds before he slowly reaches out to cup your face.

"I-Im sorry..." he mumbles as he begins to cry, pulling you close "It wasn't supposed to be like this, I know you were just trying to surprise me with a nice meal, even if you failed and burnt it and yourself...." he grabs a cold cloth and holds it to your burn. He spends the rest of the night tending to your burn and apologizing, and when you forgive him he cuddles you all night.

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Genshin impact

Diluc:

SMASH! You knocked over some of the wine glasses at his bar while fooling around.

"You were careless!" He yells and the argument slowly escalates into something, much, much worse. Dilucs not one to scream, but at some point in the argument, he screamed at the top of his lungs "JUST SHUT UP!"

.............

A look of absolute horror crosses your face as you back away, flinching. All that can be heard is a deafening silence. You were so hurt... tears began to spill from your eyes as he stares at you in shock for a moment before to cup your face in both his hands, wiping your tears as well as mumbling apologies. You also apologize, after all, you broke a lot of glasses, it was your fault.

"It wasn't completely your fault, I lost my temper instead of helping anything..." you both clean the glass up and go home, passing out in eachothers arms.

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I don't think I know enough about any of the other genshin men. I mean, I know kaeya too and I tried to write for him, but it turned out way to cringe and ooc, but I hope you enjoyed anyway!

[strawberrymilk-sunshine]

Don't worry, I will care for you.

If it hides in the reef and has two sets of teeth that's... a moray.

Warning(s): poisoning, yandere Jade

"Ugh... thanks for taking care of me, Jade..." You said.

"No problem at all, (Y/N)." He responded, placing an empty bucket beside your bed for you.

You've been very sick all week. Just a fever, nothing to worry about...

Jade was actually beginning to enjoy taking care of you. It felt nice.

Oh... but your fever would be gone soon... how sad.

The day you finally got back to school, you were just miserable. You were dizzy, your head hurt, oh it was terrible...

Maybe you should keep yourself out of school, just for a few more days.

[Local Shrimp🦐]: Jade, I think I'm still sick... you wouldn't mind taking care of me for a few more days, right?

[Charming Moray🍄]: Of course not, (Y/N). Anything for you.

[Local Shrimp🦐]: Thanks Jade!

When you got back to Ramshackle, you immediately collapsed onto your bed.

You can only hope you feel better tomorrow.

You woke up, sweating profusely.

Your entire body hurt, you couldn't identify exactly where the pain was coming from, though...

You're hungry.

You got out of bed, wanting to go downstairs and get something to eat.

As you walked through the hallway, you suddenly collapsed. You weren't fully unconscious, but you definitely weren't all there.

"Oh dear, (Y/N)... are you ok...?"

Your vision way kind of blurry, but you could tell who it was. It was Jade.

"You were hungry, weren't you?" Jade asked, placing a hand on your face. "Well, lesson learned I suppose. You probably shouldn't get out of bed until we know you're better, unless you have to." Jade picked you up off the floor. "I'll take you back to your room. And don't worry, I'll bring you up some food when it's done cooking."

"Thank... you..." You said, breathing heavily.

"My pleasure, (Y/N)."

Huh...

Wasn't that weird? The way he said that?

Oh well, it's probably nothing...

Weeks passed.

Much longer than you expected this fever to last.

Poor Grim and the ghosts were so worried for you...

And you were sad about bothering Jade do much, but thankfully, he claimed to enjoy his time taking care of you.

But one day, one of the ghosts told you something.

"That nice boy that's been taking care of you... he's poisoning you."

"Poisoning me?" You asked. "No, that can't be possible!"

"I saw him making food for you. He put poison in there, he's the one keeping you sick."

Jade entered the room with a plate of food, and the ghost disappeared.

"(Y/N), I made some food for you!"

"O-oh, no thanks, I-I'm not hungry right now...." You nervously said. You didn't believe that Jade was poisoning you, but... it's better safe than sorry, right?

"Oh? What's the matter?" Jade asked. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, is it not? Why wouldn't you eat it?"

"I-I'm just not hungry, Jade."

"No, no, you should eat something."

"...Jade, not to sound rude, but... are you poisoning me...?" You asked, cautiously. Even if he is, he'll probably deny it.

"Oh, you realized?" Jade asked in response. "Yes, I have been. I'm surprised it took you this long to notice!"

"Wait, y-you're actually poisoning me?!" You yelled.

"Yes. And if you don't want me to give you a lethal dose, you'll continue to allow me to do so and care for you."

...

So this is your life now.

At least until Jade decides to stop poisoning you.

But who's to say he'll ever do that?

[yandere-fics]

♡ Naga Pauline ♡

(I had so much to say about this but i had to stop myself from making this way too long. Anyways let me know your thoughts, I personally really liked this.)

♡ None of the workers could even remember why it had occurred, anyone who had been there at the time so it wasn't like anyone could gossip about it. The heir to the Rhune family grew a snake tail and scales all over her body over night seemingly and thus was doomed to be locked in her room, kept away from anyone she could potentially hurt and brought her meals once a day when she was supposed to be sleeping. Afterall they only heard her slithering and throwing things at night so surely she must be nocturnal. Except they never really bothered to check, if they had you wouldn't have been in this predicament. ♡

♡ The head maid always told you that when you brought the creature her food you should stay at the edge of the door and not into the room fully even if she is asleep all day. You however felt too bad leaving her food on the ground and decided to see it she had a table there you could set it, she wasn't an animal after all and once her parents died, which personally you were beginning to feel they did deserve to die quickly, she would be your boss so against all rational judgement you stepped into the room and as soon as you stepped in, she caught you. ♡

"Like what the hell are you doing in here! Get out!" Despite saying that she had she tightly held in her coils, like she was afraid to let you go and end the only human contact she'd had in a very long time. She'd started to pretend to be nocturnal anyways just so people would crack the door during the day to give her food. She liked the slight bit of sunlight, it was so cold in her room given her parents had even boarded up the windows to keep people from looking in and although she was supposed to receive lantern oil the other maids were often too focused on skittering out and forgot to give her even the barest of supplies, though who could blame them when her parents told everyone she's extremely dangerous.

"I brought f-food!" You pointed towards the food you'd sent on her nightstand, it was the only thing she hadn't destroyed yet, mostly because it was bolted to the ground and she didn't want to go through that struggle. This was... nice she decided, yes nice was the word for it and while she felt annoyed that her first kindness in years was from a maid, she fought back the urge to lash out.

"Sit down and eat with me or whatever." You looked at her in surprise, this was supposed to be her only serving for the entire day, why was she allowing you to have some. "It's like fine or whatever, just make sure to bring me another helping later today." You nodded and scurried to sit next to her on her mattress.

♡ It became a regular occurence after that, eating food with her twice a day, once when you were sent to give her food and then a secret time on your break when you snuck into her room, sometimes bringing sweets or even a couple cups of tea one time, those had been particularly hard to sneak in but you'd seen how cold she was in her room and figured something warm would be nice. ♡

♡ Most days she forced you to sit in the center of what appeared to be her nest of blankets as she sat on the outskirts like she was guarding it as she ate, only beginning to eat once she'd seen you eat most of yours, as if to prolong the amount of time you spent with her. Other days when she felt more bold she curled her tail and forced you to sit in the spiral, scoffing at you to be grateful for the privilege though you could tell she was quite pleased with the contact. ♡

"Where were you? it's totally not cool to blow me off like that!" You'd been sick for a couple days and were forced to stay in the maid's quarters until you recovered, the head maid insisted, you were the only one brave enough to feed the creature more than once a day and so they had to make sure you recovered. You had wanted to slip out and let her know however they refused to let you leave your bed until you could at least fake it and pretend to feel perfectly fine.

"I'm sorry ma'am I was ill and due to the secret nature of our agreement I couldn't tell anyone to inform you." You bowed your head low in shame, you were supposed to be her personal maid as she had told you countless times before and yet you allowed this to happen.

"It's like not okay, my sleep was disrupted by this, I expect you to make thisssss up." She hissed for emphasize at the end which was actually really cute considering you knew she didn't really hiss unless on purpose. When she acted like that you really did want to do everything for her, screw the others who couldn't see how soft she still was.

♡ After that you napped in the little blanket nest with her everyday, you at the center, surrounded and supported by her coils, it was just to get warm so don't get the wrong impression, she had said but it was still nice all the same. She just felt extremely calming to be around and soon you wanted to sleep in her room whenever you slept even though it wouldn't be appropriate etiquette as her maid but to be honest you felt your etiquette was far more appropriate than any of the other maids. ♡

♡ She has insisted you bring your belongings into her room and just rest there from now on, she'd slip a note under the door pretending she had wrote it at night saying she wanted you to sleep in the room next to hers so she could ring for food and since no one came to that wing no one would even notice you were sleeping in her room, or so you had thought. ♡

You woke up to hissing from Pauline which wasn't super unusual since any time she had a bad dream she would hiss as if trying to scare the dream away, what had been unusual however was the volume of the hissing, it was clear she was fully awake and you were a bit scared to open your eyes since whatever Pauline felt threatened by must be pretty severe. Still you forced them to open and almost shat yourself when you saw her parents standing and smiling in the doorway.

"Now now, don't be like that Pauline, we're very happy you seem to have found a lover, you may be able to reenter society yet. You'll have to learn to act like a proper heir once again if you want us to allow you to keep this maid of yours." Her father looked over at you and gestured for you to get up and follow him but Pauline coiled her tail around you further.

"Fine keep her for now, you do need to grow up at some point today so we can have a conversation about your futures together. Also you there, you're fired." It did make sense considering how inappropriate this was however it still stung. You didn't think you'd have to actually worry though based on how tightly Pauline was holding you, only relaxing slightly when they left the room.

♡ Things changed almost an hour after they had caught the both of you napping together, although the maids were shaking like a leaf they still opened the door calmly, ignoring Pauline's hisses and screeches for them to get the fuck out and started to replace furniture and bring in new lamps though they dared not venture to the side of the room where the bed was for fear of upsetting her time with her supposed mate. ♡

♡ She had also decided the two of you would be lovers, it would be the best way to show everyone she was a true Rhune, they doubted her now with how monsterous she was but once they saw the fierce overprotectiveness of her lover, they would have to accept that like it or not, she is the heir to her family. Though that did seem made up considering how quickly she dove into kissing you as soon as you had agreed to her agreement. Biting your lip and hissing out all the rules you'd have to follow being hers, she wasn't going to let you serve her anymore, you needed to be treated with all the dignity the wife of the Rhune heir should be treated with. Those asshole maids would serve you from now on. They should consider themselves very privileged for this.♡

"Be still idiot, I need to figure out how these things work." A bold face lie in attempt to pretend this wasn't just an excuse to have sex with you however you knew better than to call her on her bluff. You had pleaded with her to just go with the one but she'd called you a stupid coward and continued with her plans anyways. She kept her face away from your shoulder to avoid nipping you, it would be awful if she poisoned you while her dicks were literally inside of you. She didn't exactly love the idea of having to explain to the family healer what had occured.

"Please be gentle with me?" You stroked her hair gently breathing a sigh of relief as her hips faltered for a moment only for them to quickly pick up speed again, her tail pinning your legs and preventing you from doing anything but take it.

"Dumbass," She huffed, pressing her forehead against your shoulder, still fighting to keep her fangs away, "It's like you want me to hurt you when you say stupid ass things like that."

♡ Now that the both of you had mated she was far more aggressive with everyone who even dared enter your chambers and she had forced her parents out of their room with some subtle threats because as the heir and the heir's lover you deserved the fanciest, nicest room in the house. They were just grateful she wasn't going to kill them in retaliation and relented very quickly. Her aggressive new attitude had lead to what had been her favorite discovery yet. ♡

♡ It had been just a small nip, trying to hurt you for daring to speak to the maids kindly when the only one who had been with you this entire time was her, the only one who deserves any kindness is her, not those dreadful maids. She figured she'd get you healed and then you'd learn your lesson but instead you'd become woozy and all so pliant. ♡

"Paulieeee...." You ran your hands through her hair gentle, pouting because she was too far away for you to kiss. "Pauliee, kissy." She scoffed, enjoying how weak and needy you became any time she ate you out but especially when she happened to give you a small bite of venom before she did so. Her cocks rutted furiously against the bed however it was mealtime so those could be dealt with later.

"It's like you want me to starve. You'll get your stupid 'kissy' later." You scowled at her calling it stupid especially when you knew how much she loved kissing you, especially when you were so tired like this, she did it nearly constantly. Still you sighed and realized your legs allowing her to continue her 'mealtime' as she often put it.

♡ Slowly the maids around the both of your slowly begun to disappear, likely murdered for disrespecting the heir despite her status as heit being unsure only a short time ago but honestly you couldn't really bring yourself to care, your only duty is to keep your master happy and stress free so does it matter what happens to others? ♡

[but-the-library-of-alexandria]

This might be controversial but I'm saying it anyway: we need to stop blaming healthcare staff for poor care even when it seems like it's genuinely their fault, because despite what it seems, 90% of the time when doctors dismiss you, nurses are rude to you, and professionals 'don't know enough' about your conditions - these things are caused by systemic issues and not personal failures. They do care, they've just been broken by the system and unfortunately - despite their best effort and then some - they don't have endless patience and smiles left in them.

Let's use an analogy more people will relate to: say you work in a restaurant. Your manager has, for some reason, booked the restaurant out at double capacity. There are people who booked weeks in advance queuing for their tables, and there are walk-ins, too; not just people looking for a nice time, but road-tripping families with hungry kids who can't find anywhere to eat, people who have been sent here because the place they booked at unexpectedly had to close. They're hungry and many are in a bad mood.

If you're good at you job, I'm sure you could manage - despite the stress and vitriol - to handle things in a friendly and apologetic way. I'm sure you'd be able to politely turn people away with recommendations on alternative places to go, apologise when you were late with meals, and still do your best to refill cups and take payments with a smile.

Imagine your manager starting booking at double-capacity every single day.

Imagine watching this become standard practice throughout the city, then the region, then the country. Nobody has anywhere else to go. Let's pretend most of these people have no kitchens and can't cook at home; you are the only source of food for these people, and they need to eat. Every day you spend 10 hours dealing with hundreds of people sobbing, fainting, wasting away in front of you, but you still only have 30 tables and 4 line cooks. Every day you go home knowing you managed to get some people fed, but others are still waiting. You had to go home knowing they might be dead by tomorrow, but if you didn't leave, you might be.

How long do you think you could stay kind? Keep smiling? Keep empathising? All of these people, you know, have every right to eat. They need it. They come here because it's where people come for food. It's your job to feed them. But how long do you think it would take for you to start feeling like people are entitled, when they raise a hand and ask for more water? They're thirsty, and they've waiting a long time. They deserve that water. But do you not think that in your head you'd be screaming, you're thirsty? I haven't had a drink in 8 hours! there's a line out the door of people collapsing from dehyrdration! You're lucky to even have a seat! Do you not think that when someone came to you and said, please, do you have a seat, I haven't eaten all day and my stomach hurts, that you would think about the chaos inside - the chaos they can't see, the starving masses they can't see, the dying and dead they can't see - and tell them to go home and deal with it? How much sympathy could you have, knowing you had barely enough food today to keep everyone in the building alive, and people are complaining that it isn't enough? You know it isn't, but all you have.

Can you image going home, opening up your phone, and seeing an internet full of people talking about how mean you are, talking about their bad experience, saying if they hate serving me so much, why do the job? Would you think of quitting? Would you think of quitting, knowing they wouldn't replace you, and then think of all the people who would be getting one less drink, one less seat at the table, think of the colleagues who'd get one less break, ten more tables to wait?

The point is, you have a right to good healthcare, and the staff trying to give it to you are just as upset that they can't. Try to have some empathy. Your health issue is probably the only one you've dealt with today; the doctor that's telling you it's probably not a big deal has probably just seen ten people with a worse problems, and that doesn't make yours matter less, but she's been given 8 hours to help 100 people and you can't blame her for lacking patience when she knows her next ten minutes could save or doom a life. The nurse that rolled his eyes when you said you were in pain has seen so much pain today. He's jaded, broken, traumatised, a shadow of the genuinely good and caring person his is at his heart. Do you think you would be kind, patient, taking your time, empathising with everyone, if you'd been through the kind of abuse and trauma they have? No offence but some of y'all can't even be kind to people talking about their problems online without telling them to stfu until palestine is free

Please can we stop blaming each other. I know how easy it is to blame the person in front of you, especially when they're rude or dismissive and when you're suffering. I'm not saying it's okay or that you should be okay with it, and I'm not claiming that there are no genuine bad eggs in medicine, but let's not have patients blaming staff and staff blaming patients. Give people grace. Let's support each other in our shared suffering instead of lashing out. The healthcare system is abusing all of us. Stand together. Support the strikes. Empathise.

(note: I am England-based, this is about the NHS but could apply to many healthcare providers. I am also not a healthcare worker, but have friends who are, so that's the peek I've had behind the curtain)

[mrsniallhoran505]

Good Morning Austin Girls!

Fluffy Friday theme six: acts of love

Warnings: cursing. That's it.

It was supposed to be a nice romantic dinner, just you and Austin, but of course he's late. When isn't he late these days? 

For the last month you'd tried planning dates or outings only to be stood up with the excuse of lost track of time. It was getting old and you were tired of it. You understood that he had events, meetings, and press he couldn't get out of. You'd never be angry at him for that. 

But lunch dates, shopping trips, movies, and drinks with friends and girls he works with. Ignored calls and texts. Shitty excuses when he finally picks up. That, you were getting pissed at. 

You're not jealous, far from it. You know Austin would never cheat, his parents raised him better than that. You just hated that you went ignored, and uninvited on these outings. What if something happened and he ignored your calls? What if you were hurt or stranded? Yes, you have others you can call but he'd be the first one you would call. If he doesn't pick up till he's on his way home he'll be the last to know something happened. Then what would he do?

Today was your last straw. The dinner you made was cold, the candles a puddle of wax, your feet ached from the heels and your make up was smeared from crying. You just wanted one dinner with him, one fucking dinner! Was it too much to ask for! 

You got up and tossed the dinner in the trash and loaded the dishes in the dishwasher. You blew out the candles not caring about the wax that sprayed on the table. In the bathroom you kicked your heels off, took off the dress he'd picked for you, and scrubbed your makeup up off. You had just got in the shower when he got home. 

You ignore his call for you and just try to calm down under the fall of the water. You can hear him move around the apartment, putting his keys on the rack, kicking his shoes off. Heard the fridge open and close. Then he entered the bathroom. 

"Baby?" He called and then knocked at the bathroom door. "Hey baby, were you gonna make something for dinner or should I just order something for us?" He asked pulling out his phone to see what he could order. 

That pissed you off more. The asshole didn't even remember. You shut off the water and got out. You wrapped a towel around your body and yanked the door open. 

"I made dinner," you said. He opened his mouth to ask where it was but you cut him off. "Three hours ago when you swore you'd be home to eat it. But let me guess, you lost track of time… no no, you thought it was tomorrow. Or my favorite, sorry, insert friend's name, called and we went out for drinks. Which is it this time Austin?" You brushed past him to get some clothes. 

"Alright, first off, what's your problem? Secondly, I was with my sister seeing our dad." He watched you stomp around and get dressed. 

"My problem is getting stood up on every fucking date I've planned the last four weeks with the same bullshit excuses. Being sent to voicemail every time I call you when you're out. And tonight. You swore Austin, you swore you'd be home at 6 to have dinner with me. Told me to get dressed up, picked my dress, asked if I'd cook your favorite thing.-

-All of which I did and I sat there for three fucking hours watching our meal get cold, watching the candles burn. I called you. Ten times. Each time I was sent to voicemail. I texted and got left on delivered. Then you come home and ask me about dinner!" You had started to cry and you hated it. It always happens when you get angry. 

"Jesus, if I would have known you were this dramatic I wouldn't have asked you out in the first place." He said and immediately he regretted it. He regretted even thinking it when he saw the hurt look in your eyes. 

"Fuck you Austin." You grabbed your stuff and went to the guest room. You locked yourself in and sat on the floor against the door. You try as hard as you can to stop yourself from crying but his words hurt. All you wanted was a nice dinner with the man you love, the man you thought loved you. And instead you get told he regrets asking you out. 

Austin stood there for a long time, staring at the spot you just occupied. How could he say something like that? How could he even think something like that? 

He didn't realize he had been standing you up so much. He didn't even realize he was standing you up at all. He just always got caught up with his friends and co stars. He never meant to make you feel like that. And he didn't mean to ignore you, he just doesn't like having his phone when he's out with people. 

The more he thought about it the more he remembered promising you the date tonight. The beautiful dress he picked and bought for you. He remembered the wide grin when he told you he'd be here come hell or high water. It wasn't he'll or high water, it was a game of uno with his sister that kept him away. 

"Fuck!" He cursed and ran to the room you were locked away in. He took a moment to think of what he wanted to say. Just as he reached up to knock he heard your voice. 

"Just please ash, can I stay for the night?" There was a pause then you spoke again. "You don't understand Ash, he said he regrets asking me out. I don't want to be here right now. Please, just one night."

That broke what was left of his heart. He immediately knocked on the door. 

"Y/N, baby please don't go. I don't regret asking you out. I'd never regret that. I was stupid to say that, to even think that." He pressed his forehead to the door. Waiting for you to say something. 

Instead he heard the clicks of your phone keyboard telling him you were texting someone.

"Y/N, I love you, I love you more now than the day we met. You're the best thing to ever happen to me. I've been an asshole, a huge asshole, and I haven't given you the love and attention you deserve. But that's gonna change. Please angel, give me a chance to fix this mess I made." He waited but still no answer. 

"I'll do anything you ask. Name it and I'll do it." He paused to think of the most dramatic, love declaring act he could do. 

"Baby, I'd step on a Lego for you!" He was gonna smack himself for the dumb line but then he heard a beautiful sound. Your laugh. 

You wanted to yell at him to go away, to leave you alone. Tell him it was too late and you'd stay with Ashley, a mutual friend, till you figured out what you were gonna do. But he kept going with his apology. Just when you thought he was done he said that stupid line… but it worked. 

You couldn't stop the laugh that slipped out. You tried but it just kept happening till you were genuinely laughing. When you finally got a hold of yourself you unlocked the door and opened it. 

Austin was standing there with a Lego brick in his hand. "Just say the word and I'll step on it." 

"You're such an idiot." You chuckled and took the Lego from him. 

"Long as I'm your idiot." He smiles.

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