#bc it hurts so beautifully

[seiwas]

some of my fave bakugo fics in honour of bakuday 🥺 (most, if not all, of these are in ao3! which is why i'm listing them. other fave fics of mine that can be found on tumblr will be reblogged!)

you can find other bakugo fics i love in my tag: #katsu

i like to call myself wound but i will answer to knife - kirketeer enemies to lovers, requited unrequited love, kind of love triangle

surrender (whenever you're ready) - ofmermaids florist reader, canonverse, slowburn

on my way (to you) - ofmermaids 5+1, canonverse, time travel

and you take me the way i am - willowser assistant reader, slice of life, bakugo is bad at feelings

how to set fires - hawnks strangers to lovers, canonverse, food as love language

organic chemistry - kirketeer codependency and unlearning it, mutual pining, college au ish

here is my hand that will not harm you - natsuonii bodyguard au, mild violence, mentions of scars

in the dark of the morning, you promise me the sun - kirketeer character death (not the main characters), grief/mourning, slow burn

dry spell - willowser established relationship, semi-public sex, miscommunication

for auld lang syne - some-kindofgnome canonverse, near-death, drinking

you feel like home (you're like a dream come true) - willowser light angst, kind of exes to lovers?

i do not know if i should hold you or eat you - katsukiz hurt/comfort, soft sex

love to say this to your face: "i love you only" - willowser dragon king bakugo, arranged marriage, a little drunk

[writer-room]

Honestly Rayla is equally 100% ride or die for Callum too.

That's so true I almost mentioned it in that post. They're so ridiculously feral for each other it's hilarious to watch. Callum's the legitimate "we ride AND die together" whereas Rayla is the "I will ride and die FOR you" sort of deal yknow?

Could be literally any situation, no matter how dangerous, and she's already decided she will die here. Does it ensure Callum lives? Then batter-up buckeroo we're going in swords blazing! Everyone cheer and clap for her human or she'll blow this whole place up. Kinda person who says "even if you hate me I'd still lose everything if it meant you were okay". She thinks they're in a tragic love story where she's always at risk of losing him but that's okay as long as it keeps him safe and happy like y'know Viren parallels, she'd risk losing her very self for him over and over. Except Callum would wait until the end of the world itself, and even beyond, and she wouldn't even have to ask.

The difference between them, really, is that Rayla will die for Callum on any given day. Callum will kill for Rayla on any given day. Something something matching sets

[bikananjarrus]

kantam and cohmac feeling the disturbance in the force with what's happening on starlight. all the terror and danger and devastation and sorrow, and they can't do anything about it. they just have to feel all that, know that something terrible is happening, is going to happen, and they just have to stay still and let is pass. i feel so ill.....

[fisheito]

wondering if there's a character who HASN'T done the Do in heels. ????

[mineonmain]

Insight from an Asian about calling Win ‘son’

I know a lot of folks are freaking out about Team’s mom calling Win ‘son’, so as a (south) Asian I wanted to shed a little light on that. Disclaimer: I’m not Thai so idk how accurate the translations are or if there are cultural differences, but in general for Asian countries there’s a lot of overlap.

For starters, what a lot of English speakers may not know is that in a lot of Asian languages, we have a lot of other terms for people around us besides ‘miss/ma’am/sir’ (for strangers), ‘uncle/aunty’ or simply peoples names. For example, in Hindi there’s a different label for my mom’s brother vs my dad’s brother, and similarly for my mom’s sister vs my dad’s. The moment we use that word, we know exactly how they are related to us.

When it comes to addressing strangers, we don’t use a lot to formality unless they individual is visibly older than us, in which case we add a ‘-ji’ at the end of their name or title, as well as the sentence (this is similar to a -ssi in Korean, or maybe a -kun in Japanese, or even a khap/kha in thai’). But usually if we address a man, we’d call him ‘bhaiya/bhaisaheb’ which is basically calling him brother. These people are obviously not our brothers, but it’s a way of calling them that isn’t ridiculously formal and is extremely common.

Just like we call most male strangers as ‘brother’, we call most kids ‘beta’. ‘Beta’ actually translates to son, so you’d use beta/beti to say ‘hey this is my son/daughter’, but outside of that context ‘beta’ is a gender-neutral term for ‘kid’. And it’s not just for your own kids, it’s for literally any kid. So if my mom met any of my friends from school, she’d call them by their name, and to show a little more familiarity and casualness she’d called them ‘beta’ too!!

All of this to say, I don’t think Team’s mom referring to Win as ‘son’ automatically means she knows what they are to each other and that she’s instantly inducting him into the family with son-status, rather it’s her parental love and her acknowledging that Team and Win are both on the level to her, and that she trusts him (with Team). I don’t want to dampen any excited spirits, because let’s be honest, she’s adopted him anyways - the ‘son’ thing isn’t really a big deal, but please love their interactions anyways!!!

[skeletonfromthecloset]

i finally got to watching good omens 2 and i am. unwell. what the fuck.

[bisaster-energy]

"it's over now, the music of the night"

[sicknastie]

also on that note, did any of u actually have like. pale blogs about your cute little getting skinny journeys and wittle cutsies 🥺 what was that like.

[soobnny]

dating him | han jisung

❝ you found my heart broken and you helped me make it whole again ❞

chan | lee know | changbin | hyunjin | HAN | felix | seungmin | jeongin

i think you’re a second love type situation for han jisung

the one where he thought he’d never recover from his first heartbreak

but then here u come

i think han’s the type of person to feel everything

if he’s in love, he’s in LOVE

and if he’s hurt, it would just be overwhelming pain

so imagine how he was when he got his first heartbreak

he’d lose a little bit of his spark

maybe keep to himself even more than he used to

u come to his life in the form of a friend first

and han has unknowingly planted a seed that’s grown and grown and grown

with every interaction

with every laugh you’ve brought back

with every moment he was coming out of his shell again

until it’s fully bloomed into a love that’s very very real and very very present

han jisung would also love so beautifully

he knows what it’s like to be hurt, and he doesn’t ever want u to feel that same pain

he rly makes efforts

he is FULL of efforts

and he makes u laugh ☹️☹️☹️☹️

he communicates

and when the boys finally meet u, they’re very grateful but also

????!!!! why do u they know ur favorite color

and ur go-to order at the cafe

and the hoodie u like to steal from jisung the most

well turns out, han loves talking about u to his friends

they just know everything about u before even meeting u

he’d get rly shy about it but never embarrassed

he’d tell the whole world about u if he could

what else can i tell u

han jisung is just someone where nothing sounds crazy to him

so i think all ur dates with him would be so fun and adventurous lowk

amusement parks !!!!!

ice skating and roller blading

both of u would fall on ur ass

but you’d also laugh so much and somehow that makes up for everything

you’d be holding hands and skating with each other and looking at each other with lovesick smiles

I FEEL SICK!!!!!!!!

he’s always trying to impress u too

he tries to imitate figure skaters

kids don’t try this at home

ofc he fails miserably

obvious blushes when you’d tell him he was cute for trying

or when you’d praise him

anyways when i said he’s always trying to impress u i mean ALWAYS

he treats the relationship like he’s still pining after you

being the standard fr

he never lets go of the love

sometimes he’d still get shy to ask u out

somehow he doesn’t believe u actually said yes to him

he thinks he’s the luckiest boy

anyways, aside from adventurous dates, he equally values his inside time and quieter dates

he’s thankful u understand his shifts in his energy

on days u stay inside, you’d probably watch horror movies

look…. he suggests it….

it looked cool in his head to be all protective

you’d hold onto his arm when the jumpscares come

but

womp womp

he ends up being more afraid than u

and now HE’S holding ur arm

yeah it looked way cooler in his head

you’d play silly little board games together

or maybe charades

he’s so easily amused by sexual innuendos

he’s just a man guys

anyways

there are two things he loves to steal from u the most

aside from ur kisses

and it’s (1) ur perfume and (2) ur lip balm

u’d catch him putting on ur perfume just bc he wants to be surrounded by ur scent

it’s very comforting

one time, he was sick and the boys were taking care of him

and when u finally had time to take over and care for ur bf

u just …. smell ur perfume

“did you put on my perfume?”

“i missed you ☹️☹️☹️☹️”

DOWN BADDDDD

he’s so pouty and so cute

let’s suffocate him with the pillow

KIDDINGGGGGG KIDDING

and then ur lip balm

sometimes he steals the actual thing

sometimes he kisses you so he can have it on his lips too

han jisung is also the type to avail every possible couple coupon

and he’s always begging the cashiers to let u prove u’re a couple

it’s so he has an excuse to kiss you

so

months into dating him also means a thousand love letters

he loves writing u love letters

and u know sooner that he also writes songs

on ur anniversary, he reveals a song he’s written for you

and when he proposes, he tells u about every single one he’d ever written about you and for you

wish that were me 😂😂😂😂😂

TAKE CARE OF HIM

note. credits to user @.luvknow for the layout of this post! let me know what you think! please discuss these with me i’m crazy

[jinnie-ret]

FIC RECS

Ok so someone in my asks box asked me for some fic recommendations and I tried to add some gradually but my asks have been so weird recently so I've had to make a new post for them!

First of all ty anonnie you words were really sweet, I hope you stay healthy too!

Also just to preface I will list sfw and nsfw recs so pls if you are a minor, do not explore the nsfw recommendations, these blogs will most likely have a mdni statement so pls respect that and don't go against that :)

Now, enjoy!

SFW

Enough for you - @mixtape-racha (poly ot8 angst comfort)

We love an angst comfort fic and this is one of my faves. Take caution reading this one and read the content warnings at the top just in case! But this one is simply amazing and I wish I wrote it the end.

The Field Trip - @dreamescapeswriting (Seungmin X reader)

Seungmin and reader are teachers in this and if you follow me you may have seen me reblog this one before bc I love it and want this, also this blog has so many imagines you will be fed for days

Warm blankets - @jiniret-writings (3 parts, hurt comfort poly ot8 x reader)

I felt so emotionally invested in this story when I read it, like I felt readers pain 😭 gorgeous

jack-in-the-box -@junicai (angst, ninth member reader)

Set in kingdom. We hate mnet. Skz are very protective and reader gets the comfort she deserves in the end, love this sm!

@hyunjinsbelovedamericano - lots of headcanons and reaction type fics on their MASTERLIST, give it a look!!

Simptober 2023 - @skz-streamer

Fluff for days!!! pookie rly worked hard on this one so go and show some love because you've got so much to read here

Skz text aus - @channiesbakery

These are so so funny I cannot cope. Also explore the other fluff posts too bc they're really cute!

More text aus - @diddybok

Same goes for this blog too, explore their other stuff!

@hannahhbahng has some rly cute fluffy reads on their masterlist

@hanjiquokkaaa check out their skz reactions! My pookie slays every time

Skz fluff fics - @wooahaes

So much fluff to pick from! I fall in love every time!

Warm milk and honey - @horanghoe (poly skz x reader)

One of my fav skz comfort fics of all time, it's so so good, recommending again bc I should

In his arms, unexpectedly yours - @cheesemonky (Hyunjin x reader series)

This is a new series which I'm excited to see my pookie write !!!

@astraysimp for dad skz!!!

Nicholas Ross - @dean-a-mean-tae (skz ninth member male oc)

Love their ninth member writings so definitely check it out if you're looking for male!oc who is the ninth!

In my past, I find you and in the future, I still have you - @yangbbokari (Chan x reader)

Heartbreaking, like so angsty but it's gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous

Princess treatment with SKZ - @j-oneproduces

Each individual member x reader has a drabble and I love it so so much, very accurate imo

@skzoologist read their imagines on their ninth member oc Bae! They also have a fic called unfamiliarity using the same oc :)

I like the view - @mirisss (hybrid ot8 skz X reader)

I rly need to reread this one because I loved what I read so far on it!!!

NSFW

Rabbit hybrid reader - @authorofdanger (hybrid skz x hybrid reader)

I've linked a masterlist, I'd recommend the fic dominance and then the first few fics which are to do with reader as a rabbit hybrid! slight warning that woojin is mentioned

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Red Moon - @lixiepeach (omegaverse series)

this is one of the first skz omegaverse fics I read and it is done so beautifully, as it says in the description of the series, it deals with more adult content than just smut, and the way it is explored is written so well, couldn't recommend highly enough!

Inked Petals and Message Tones - @leviackermanscleaningbuddy (poly smau with real life)

this is an ao3 skz fic which changed my life. I can't explain how much I love this, it had me on an emotional rollercoaster fr fr like it's amazing!

n.h.i.e mini series - @hyungszn (smut ot8 x reader)

damn this one really has me on my toes like the chapters are chefs kiss and it's such a good read!

Bold - @hyunsvngs (American footballer minsung x reader)

Wow wow wee wow. This one made my brain go brrr and evaporate and melt and wow the storyline in it is so so good too. Juno rly has such a good relationship with anonnies and moots and it's so lovely to see. A jupiter stan right here!!

Sanguis Limerence - @jl-micasea-fics (vampire skz x reader)

This is one of the first series I was fully committed to reading on this all and constantly checking. It's insanely amazing, I can't put it into words and now I wanna read it all back again 😭

waiting for us - @kkami-writes (smau poly ot8 X reader)

I'm in love with this!!! Perhaps my fav skz smau like the character development as well is really nice to see and it's an easy read if you find it easier to read it in text messages form

Anger management - @2chopsticks2eyes (minsung x reader)

This is so hot and the way the storyline progresses as well is beautiful

@1-800-shedevil I'm in awe of her and her blog. Gorgeous writer, gorgeous writing. Her posts about body positivity rly are so helpful and her words are so comforting

Sharing = caring - @cbini (ot8 X reader)

This is unbelievably good and if you haven't seen it yet? Do you even Tumblr? Love how ems has such a good relationship with moots and in answering asks too! cbinian for life

Better than revenge - @lixie-phoria (smau Jeongin x reader)

I'm so obsessed with this series so far, putting it here bc there's smut to be added in the future. But I'm in love with it so far wow!!!

[biibini]

okay so not many people explore this often but i think so hard about the softer side of mizu like when she was married to m*kio (🤢). Yes, we get a lot of the butch lesbian mizu content where shes the tough gf and all, but what about with a gf just calling mizu pretty!!! calling her beautiful and holding her face!!! telling her that shes the most gorgeous woman!!! MIZU DESERVES SOME SOFT COMPLIMENTS TOO ABOUT HER BEAUTY BC SHE IS GORGEOUS ! ! ! 😭❤️

fluff modern!mizu x reader headcannons

tags: fluff, mizu x reader, modern au, cute moments, pretty mizu, compliments, kissing, kisses on the cheek, gifting, flower bouquets, safe relationship, mizu deserves this :(

a/n: FUCK M*K*O !! she is my gorgeous beautiful girl!! ok school isn’t that bad but i do have a weekend trip so i'll be lowk MIA :(

modern!mizu tries to put up a tough front

but with you, the barrier breaks down and she feels comfortable exploring new aspects of herself

she's never felt that kind of safety

she barely felt it with m*k*o after learning his true nature

as time passes by with u, she begins to bring her guard down

compliment modern!mizu and she immediately doesn't know what to do or what to believe

earlier on in ur relationship, u helped her get dressed for a sports-day after party held by the school

in celebration of a well balanced and eventful day, there was a formal event for athletes and their plus ones

and mizu didn't know how to present herself

yeah she had the clothes

but she had trouble styling it

u came over to fix her clothes in ur beautiful blue dress that totally didn't compliment her eyes

mizu showered u with compliments, saying how her "pretty girl was so dressed up beautifully"

or calling u a "beautiful sight"

without thinking, u called her "my beautiful girl" as u fixed her hair

she immediately went quiet

"Mizu?", you questioned. She had gone silent after your compliment. "Did I say something wrong? I'm so sorry, I'll just-"

You look up to find her, her mouth agape. Not out of disgust. Instead, Mizu whiplashed by your words, her face flaring red. Only three words and she's suddenly out of commission.

yeah, mizu would def short circuit

and she did for a brief moment

until she snapped and kissed u

and totally not ruin ur makeup

modern!mizu loves it when u cup her face while y'all kissing or make out

mizu mainly is the one talking and touching during heated moments but even the soft feeling of her significant other’s touch makes her stomach fill with butterflies

or if ur just chilling in bed and u start tracing her face

externally, she’s relaxing

internally, she’s mesmerized by ur touch

when u trace around her eyes and lips and play w her hair, she has never felt such softness and safety

or even if u cup her face to give her a kiss on the cheek before u leave for work or class

it makes her feel secure and happy

modern!mizu loves being called pretty

she still likes dressing more masc but that doesnt mean she isnt pretty

especially if u compliment her eyes

or her strangely healthy hair

the fact that its long and still shiny

sometimes u pray u had her hair genes bc wtf this isnt fair

“Your hair is so pretty, it’s not fair.”, you say as you play with Mizu’s hair. It was late at night and while she was busy figuring out calculations for a project, you were busy relaxing.

She hummed in acknowledgement. With her back still turned, you ran your hair through her scalp, feeling the silky texture of her raven hair.

Normally, Mizu would just tie her hair up to focus late at night. Tonight would be a little different since you were still up.

As your hands sectioned continued to run through her hair, Mizu relaxed. In a calm state, she solved the equations with ease, listening to the faint lofi studying music guide her thoughts into the night.

Time passed yet Mizu never felt it until she realized your hands had slowed down. She turned back to see you, eyes heavy and ready to doze off.

She looked back at her nearly completed homework. One problem couldn’t hurt in the morning.

Mizu shut off the desk lamp and silently collected her things in a neat pile. She rests your head on your pillows and pull the covers on top of you. With one foot into dreamland, Mizu gives you a kiss on your forehead.

modern!mizu’s favorite places to get kissed are her cheeks

she loves any kisses from u tbh

whenever u would give a goodbye kiss, she always forgets ab the “final” kiss

it’s so simple yet so endearing

when u guys first started dating, u were a little hesitant on ending the first few dates with a kiss

so u choose a simple peck on her cheek instead

u could see blush form on her cheeks afterwards

and they still flush to this day

after mizu went back to her place after the date, she would not stop smiling

it lowkey threw off ringo for a while

modern!mizu enjoys fresh flowers

it seems small but it’s a pretty reminder of ur love

she never got flowers as a gift in her previous relationship so she wasn’t use to these gifts

(yeah fuck u m*k*o)

it makes her heart warm every time she sees the vase on her desk

preferably, she likes peonies bc of how fluffy and full they bloom

but if u bring a new bouquet, she’ll gladly clean and take care of it

u insist that u will do it

but once u saw her carefully pluck and cut the bouquet, u let mizu have her way

she just looks so joyful getting new flowers to take care of

when the flowers start to fully bloom, mizu likes to check and make sure they have enough water

basically she gives them the love and care they need

(im crying sobbing while writing this)

[puffein]

limbo

pairings: wanda maximoff x reader summary: wanda is in limbo, an intermediate state of waiting, awaiting for your decision to love her just the way she loves you. warnings: angst word count: 4531 a/n: i've been away for so long bc i got overwhelmed with my acads and this has been been sitting in my drafts for soo longg. i missed writing sb :<

general masterlist

People picture love so beautifully, they form an image so picturesque around the condition of love that your mind goes into a state of fuzzy thoughts and blurry minds at just the thought of it. 

The world tends to show people that love is easy, making them believe that the act of falling in love can be done in just a blink of an eye, that in a snap of a finger, you'll be walking down the aisle, flowers in hand, and a wife that awaits for you at the altar. But love is far from easy, you cannot find love in a snap of a finger, it's hard to deal with, and it's always so difficult to find light in a condition that seems to be so poor-lit.

You don't hate love, mind you, you've been in a moderate number of relationships, you have kissed numerous people, and you have been on dates for as long as you can remember. 

You don't hate love, you don't fear it, you just don't feel the need to feel for it.

The tricky thing about love is, it makes you want to grasp it even if you have conditioned yourself that you don't need it. It's the power of love, they say, it makes you crave it even in a state where you knew you could live without being in the arms of someone. 

It's ironic to be thinking about that when you are currently in the arms of a certain redhead. 

Her breathing brought you back to reality, the reality of her vanilla-scented apartment, the scent of her, the warmth she gives off as she scoots closer and closer whilst placing her face rightfully at the crook of your neck. 

You lay still, frozen. Eyes cast heavenwards as the weight of her arms around your midsection pricks at your skin.

The name Wanda Maximoff screams at your head, moving your hand to caress her warm arms, you feel her shift, and next is the soft textures of her lips making their way into your neck towards your cheeks. 

You felt her hot breath, "Good morning." you uttered quietly.

Wanda smiled against your cheek, she sighed, "I love waking up with you beside me." 

You hummed at her words, blinking the light rays of the sun trickling slowly at the open gaps of her apartment. 

"You have no work today?" you ask, shifting away from her, Wanda's arms tighten around you, caging you more into her arms. 

She groans, "Can we please not talk about work."

"What else can we talk about unless it's work?" 

You felt her stay still. Wanda's tightened arms seemed to feel loose the minute you replied to her with a tone of coldness and disinterest. Your heart hammered in regret the minute her warmth fades as she sits up and frowns at you. 

"What do you mean?" she replies, the frown shows confusion, and the look in her eyes speaks a thousand words, one being hurt. "Of course, we talk about things other than work."

"We're in a relationship, aren't we?" the uncertainty laced fully in her voice made you mirror her movements, sitting up, your shoulders brushing against hers.

"I'm sorry. Of course, we are." you leaned towards her, in an attempt to peck her lips but successfully failed as Wanda turned her head away. 

You took her hand, bringing it into your lips, watching her shudder at the feel of your warm lips into her skin, your other hand glided into the nightstand, maneuvering to take something small out of it. 

Wanda felt something cold sliding into her ring finger, whipping her head to look at you. Her dilated pupils pierced right at yours. 

"What.." she forms incoherent words, her green eyes flickering at your face towards the glinting ring situated at her finger. 

"It's a promise ring, a promise and an apology for always being this," you started, your voice laced with sincerity, Wanda watches you. "I know, I can be difficult all the time. But I like you, a lot. I want you to know that I do like you and I am your girlfriend." 

You await the changing of her face, to confusion from just affection. Wanda smiled widely, throwing her arms around your neck as she muttered, "This is the start of something, detka."

You sigh against her, and she pushes you away gently, grinning as she leans in to capture your lips. You let the moment play, swaying lips, dancing altogether, the feel of soft textures, the taste of her. You let it happen.

You didn't know landing a corporate job would mean you would also become someone's girlfriend. 

You met her at work.

Wanda was a straightforward woman, her heart wobbles from the moment she laid her eyes on you. You, being the new employee in her department didn't sway in Wanda's mind but the look of you, your gorgeous face, your hair seemingly so perfect as it frames the curves of your face easily, she knew instantly, that she wanted you to be hers. 

That want becomes a need. 

Despite being straightforward, she was hesitant to approach you. Intimidation lingers in her atmosphere as she silently watches you across her desk, it just happens that you are placed at the vacant desk across from her. 

Disappointment was what she felt when she saw you being guided at that desk despite the vacant, empty desk right beside her. But then, she wouldn't be having this view if you were placed right beside her, she wouldn't see you fully, the frowning of your eyebrows, the pursed lips as you concentrated. She thought right then and there that it was a blessing to be able to see you with no obstacles in line.

It was a week after that she approached you confidently. Her confidence then wavered when you looked up and gave her a smile. Wanda felt her heart staggered, "Lunch?"

The corners of your mouth stumble at her words. Wanda felt the need to be swallowed whole that day.

She shook her head then laughed nervously, "Sorry. I'm Wanda, would you like to have lunch with me?"

It was the start of a routine. Multiple lunches together at the rooftop of the building you work in, the breeze of the air as Wanda talks about her experiences in work and being so interested in you. She was talkative the day she asked you to have lunch with her, asking what your favorite color was, your hobbies, and your likes. Wanda covers her adamant interest in knowing you and tells you she just wants to have a genuine friend at work. It was weird but endearing on your part.

You didn't know having a routined lunch together with Wanda would lead to her treating you in an expensive restaurant, you were oblivious to the fact that Wanda was trying to show you that she's interested in you.

"You don't have to treat me to lunch. I could just buy something."

Wanda gestures for you to dismiss it, she smiles widely, "Well, you deserve to eat a nice lunch. That's why I'm treating you."

"Are you saying the past packed lunches of mine are not nice?" you teased her, eyebrows raised as you watched the widening of her green eyes.

"No!" Wanda exclaims, then turns her head downwards at the sudden rise of her voice. Her mouth opened and her rambles started, "I mean, you just— you know, deserve it. You've been doing good despite being the new employee in town. I just felt like you deserve it because—" 

You laugh at her reddening face, leaning in to pinch her cheeks. Wanda's mind short-circuited at your gesture, the reddened face she had couldn't gotten much redder. 

"You're cute." you absentmindedly replied, leaning back as you took a spoonful of food right at your mouth, unaware of the piercing green eyes and the restless heartbeat of your co-worker.

Wanda was suffering in the months of friendship she had with you. Being your friend and having feelings for you is hard and the fact that in the 5-month friendship she managed to get with you, she had never seen you outside the premises of work. She was straightforward but hesitant when it came to you and it frustrates her. 

She just wants to blurt out words like, "I like you." or even ask you questions like, "Have you ever French kissed a woman?" 

But her tongue seems to be in a knot whenever she tries to let her feelings be known.

"Hey, Wan. I got you your coffee." your voice smooths the buzzing nerves she's feeling. Looking up, her heart sinks in a good way. Her stomach felt weird whenever her eyes laid on you. 

"You're a savior, I could marry you right now." she let her thoughts win, freezing at the words, Wanda gulped and smiled nervously at your expression.

You remained oblivious, "And I will gladly be your wife." and a wink that almost made Wanda be on her deathbed. 

Wanda thought right there and then that she had to confess and let heaven hear her desperations to become yours.

Heaven was deaf.

Her confession was not that lovely, it was messy. She was drunk when she confessed her love for you. Drowning in her feelings, the frustrations, the desperation to just kiss you, hug you, kiss you again and again made her want to suffocate herself and use liquor to gather the courage to spit out words of love and her devotion for you. 

Contrary to what being drunk is, the misplaced coordination, and the difficulty to remember things, Wanda was able to navigate the whereabouts of your apartment after shamelessly asking where you reside one time at lunch. It was nearing midnight when she continuously knocked on your door, her forehead squeezed tightly against it. When the door was yanked open, you had to wrap your arms around her to catch Wanda from falling. 

"Wanda?" you called at her, trying to help her find the balance in standing right up. 

Wanda giggles, a sign you took note of and of course, the strong smell of alcohol, "Hi, wife."

About to ask again, Wanda shushes you instantly with her finger placed right at your lips. "I have never seen you with these clothes."

"Yeah, because I'm gonna get fired if I wear pajamas at work."

She laughs at that, sighing as she rests her forehead on your shoulder, "You smell nice." she muttered. 

You blink at her actions, the resting of her forehead warms your heart and then suddenly, the feel of her lips on your neck makes you straighten up and gently push her away. 

Wanda frowns at that, "You don't want me?"

"Let's get you inside, okay?" you managed to walk past her question, guiding her towards your bedroom as you gingerly took off her shoes. 

Wanda sits patiently at the edge of your bed, her lips downwards as she watches you find clothes for her to change into. 

"I like you." she suddenly blurts out, Wanda watches how your movement stops, her eyes linger on your posture, the stiffness of it, how her words halted your determination to find clothes for her. "A lot. More than a friend. As a woman, I like you."

Your silence seems to make her sober up, she blinks at your back, trying to get the alcohol out of her system as she feels tears prickling at the bottom of her eyes. Your posture screams rejection.

Turning around and kneeling in front of her, you took her hands and caressed her gently, "You're drunk."

Wanda cries right there, panic arises from you as she sobs out, "I'm not— drunk. I like you," a hiccup comes out of her, "—a lot. This is—- this is— not drunk." 

Her sobs ring out of your room, frustrations building up in her chest, "Can you just please go out with me?"

Regardless of how she bawled her eyes out in front of you and the embarrassing confession she had made, heaven was actually not deaf. Because the morning after, you had cheekily teased her to confess again and amusingly accepted her rambled confession.

It was the start of something magical for Wanda. 

Being able to hold your hands, kiss you, and call you cute endearments, was something that made her so happy. She started falling for you, deep and hard. 

"Shh, they'll be able to hear you." Wanda chuckles at your statement, pulling you closer to her as she kisses you hard. 

You gently push her shoulder away, "I am serious, I don't want to get fired." 

Wanda rolled her eyes, leaning the back of her head at the wall of your company's office pantry space, "Please, no one's gonna hear." 

Watching the contemplation playing on your face, she snakes her arms around your waist, a grin plastered on her beautiful face as she leans in to kiss your cheeks, "I just want to kiss you." then your nose, your forehead, and gingerly wraps her lips around yours. "Like this."

That was the actions of someone so whipped over a person, it's so obvious how hard she had fallen for you.

"This is making me nervous," Wanda states, her foot tapping anxiously outside a co-worker's front door as she squeezes your hand.

You turned at her, gently tucking a stray of hair behind her ears, you smiled at her, "What for?" 

"It's just dinner hosted by Melissa, nothing could go wrong," you reassured her. Being invited to a dinner party by your co-worker shouldn't be something to overthink about, but Wanda thinks so otherwise. 

"I know, but I'll be introducing you as my girlfriend. What if… you know?" she rambles, a line appearing between her brows.

"They won't you know." you said calmly, "Wait, we are allowed to date each other, right? No rules about dating?" 

Wanda nods frantically, "Yes, I– I have read it a thousand times like, a week after I saw you— I just had to know if I can date you or not."

You grinned at her words, "You have read the work manual," you said slowly, emphasizing each word, "— especially about dating, one week after you saw me?" 

Wanda blushes at your words, "No, I just love reading the manual." The corners of her mouth twitch at your amused expression.

"But if it's not allowed. I'm gonna miss you so much, baby." you teased her, kissing her cheeks.

Her face turns serious instantly, "No."

You studied her serious face, "No?"

"You're not gonna miss me because if it's not allowed to date a co-worker, I'm gonna present my resignation letter."

You blink at her, "Why the hell…"

She shrugs, "Well, I'm gonna choose you over my work, easy as that." her eyes pierce right at your soul, "I'm not gonna lose you just because of a job, that's not gonna happen. You're too special to lose."

That's how you have realized that your relationship with Wanda was not like the others. Your past relationships were insignificant, they were never serious and always ended in the 5th month of dating because letting it go on for 6th would mean that it was serious.

Wanda is serious, so serious that it scares you.

She was willing to end her long-term job just to be with you.

This realization opted you to put Wanda in a state of limbo.

It started out subtle, the intimate touches you have with her become just physical touches. Wanda slowly felt the fading feeling of being intimate with you but ignored it as it was a month of hectic schedules and she could clearly see how busy you were as she was too. 

But that did not stop her from making time for you.

"Hey, I missed you," she whispers, bumping her shoulders at yours as she takes a snack out of the pantry. 

You let silence reply for you. 

She frowns, "Detka? You okay?" she asks, she watches you whip your head to stare blankly at her. 

"Sorry, just tired." then gave her a peck on the cheek, "Missed you too." the sound of your retreating footsteps echoes in the small space of the pantry office.

She lets her eyes linger on your back. 

It was nothing, right? But the disinterest you had with her was strongly felt by the redhead. She didn't know what she had said at that dinner party that made you seem to slick out of her grasp slowly, it must've been so wrong of her words to make you be this cold towards her.

"Detka, would you like to have dinner with me?" she quietly asked, scooting closer to you as she rested her chin on your shoulders. She kisses your cheeks then goes down to slowly kiss every place she could get on your neck. 

You grip the remote of your television tightly, and Wanda's eyes flicker on it. 

Leaning away, she scowls, "Is something wrong?"

You shook your head instantly, turning your head to kiss her quickly, "Nothing, just tired."

"You're always tired when you're with me," she mumbles. 

You sigh, "Well, we work in the same company. You know how busy it can get."

"It's not even busy this month. The hectic schedules passed by last month, it's supposed to just—"

"Well, it is busy for me."

Wanda snapped her mouth shut, nodding, she stood up and took her purse laying steadily on your coffee table. "You're just busy when it comes to me."

That was the first fight she had with you. The ringing of a door slamming shut stayed on Wanda's mind, she waited for you to chase her that day, avoiding taking Uber and walking instead, in case you wanted to chase her and apologize or even just explain what is happening for the past weeks.

But when she was presented with the familiar intricate design of her front door, she broke down and cried just outside her apartment. 

She walked all the way home and you never chased her.

That was supposed to be a blatant sign that you are no longer interested in her. Maybe she bore you to death, maybe she's just not that interesting enough for you to continue on. People always say the first three months of a relationship is considered as a honeymoon phase,

Wanda thinks maybe, just maybe, this is normal for a 4th-month relationship, you just got out of your honeymoon phase, but she could still make you feel happy.

Nibbling her bottom lips as she rearranges the bouquet of flowers she manually arranged for you for the ninth time, Wanda groans when she hears a knock at her front door. 

Standing outside her apartment, was you. With a bouquet of flowers and chocolate in your hands. Wanda's heart skips at your gestures, her cheeks colored as her heart thumps. 

"I'm sorr—" Your apology was three days late, but it is still an apology from Wanda's point of view and she accepted the minute it got out of your mouth. 

Throwing her hands around your neck, she peppers your face with kisses.

"I missed you so much, detka."

"Me too." 

Your relationship with her should've sailed calmly after that. Wanda was hopeful that everything would be back to normal. 

It was.

For a short period of time.

You started going out more with your friends, leaving her behind in her apartment. It was fine by her, you have a life outside hers, and of course, you would be having fun with friends. She let it slide, even helping you pick an outfit whenever you go out. 

You'll always kiss her cheeks goodbye, never her lips. 

She lets it slide. 

She always lets it slide, because it's you, you're this woman she fell in love with. She would always understand the actions you have made even if it's actions that squeeze her heart painfully, pulling it dangerously away from her chest, letting it throb disturbingly.

But Wanda was not perfect, she felt things, painful things with you. When you agreed to spend the day with her, promising her to celebrate the 5th month of your relationship with her, Wanda was excited, she felt immense joy. 

"You promise, you'll spend the entire day with me?" she asked, her fingertips tracing your collarbone gently.

You kissed her forehead, "Of course, you don't have to ask."

But Wanda always felt like she had to ask. Even begged to spend time with her.

So, when the day comes. She spends half of it cooking, arranging her apartment into something magical and pretty. She placed candles, she brought you a gift as a token for being with her for 5 months, and she cleaned and tidied up everything.

She awaits your arrival.

You came late. Exactly midnight, the ticking of the clock signifies the end of the day you have promised with her. 

When you came to her apartment that day, she was cleaning everything up. Her slumped shoulders, the tear-stained face she had as she carelessly threw all the dishes she had cooked in a garbage can, the messy makeup, the downwards of her lips. 

You hugged her back that day and felt the stiffening of her body as she turned around to look at you. 

"You promised," she mutters.

You brush your nose against hers, "I know, I'm sorry, I was having too much fun with friends. I lose track of time."

She scoffs, moving away as she cleans the countertop. "Sure."

"I'll make it up to you."

"What could you possibly make up to me, Y/N?" she whips her head to stare at you. It was the very first time she had called your name again, it was always detka.

"I'm sorry." you state calmly, "I'll make it up to you. I'll spend days with you, now. I'll even—"

"I don't even feel like your girlfriend anymore." she uttered silently, chest heaving as her eyes welled up with tears, "You made me feel like this thing, the thing you remember you have back at home when everything seems to be boring for you."

"That's not true."

"That is what I felt." she snaps, her hiccups coming next as she tries to slow down her cries. 

"Then it's better if we just stop whatever this is Wanda."

Wanda's heart sinks, panic arises within her, and with one wipe of her tears, she looks straight at you, wide eyes, "No, I'm sorry– no. You— will really promise this time?" she resigns.

Going back to the present time, watching Wanda gush over the promise ring you had brought just for her, made your chest constrict painfully. You had made so many mistakes with her and she blindedly ignored it just to be with you. You shouldn't let this happen for long but you just can't seem to give up on her.

She's this constant thing in your life, you'll always have her because she'll always have you back. 

Wanda turns her head to look at you, "It's really beautiful." 

You gave her a faint smile, "Glad you liked it."

Wanda shook her head, wrapping her arms around you as she rested her forehead into yours, "I loved it." 

Then she kisses you fully, pressing her body against yours as you sigh at the feeling of her skin under your fingertips, you feel her hands moved as she pulls you impossibly closer to your body, the taste of her lips surrounds your essence.

You let her push you back into her messy sheets, her lips still glued into yours, muttering against your lips, the words slipped out of her mouth, "I love you."

Your mind was too occupied in the feeling of her hands all over your skin, you pulled her closer, too wrapped up in her warmth that you almost didn't register the words she had stated. 

Almost.

And then you froze.

Wanda blinks on top of you, she watches you yank your figure away from her, stumbling out of her bed as your chest hammered painfully. 

The word love reverberates in your whole being. 

Love is difficult from your vantage point. It's messy, imperfect, hard. If you love someone, it means you give yourself fully to her, you resigned what you are to be one with her, and that thing scares you.

You're not ready to give yourself fully to someone.

"Y/N." Wanda searches for something, she observes the tension in your face. 

But Wanda is not someone, she's just not someone. She's more than that. She's this woman who you have been dating for eight months, she had accepted you consistently despite the mistakes you had shown, and the painful actions you had made, and she stayed with you. 

"Y/N." she calls again, the ring situated on her finger seems to weigh her down, "What's wrong?"

"I— Nothing, sorry."

She nods, the atmosphere completely changed at your strange actions. The tension was unbearable and the hurt plastered on her beautiful face did not help the confusion lingering in your mind.

"Sometimes," she suddenly started out. Her voice wavers as she plays with the ring you have just given her, "I wonder what I truly am to you."

You instantly moved towards her, taking her hands, "You are my girlfriend."

"It doesn't feel like it, Y/N." she whispers, she pushes your hand away to wipe her face distressedly. 

You scooch closer to her, "Wanda, baby, hey. I'm sorry."

"You always apologize but won't give me explanations. Why do you—" she sighs, "Why are you being like this?" 

"It just scares me."

"What is?"

"Love, Wanda," you state, watching her eyes as she looks away. "Love is hard. It's difficult, I don't want to feel difficult with you, it's still the same being with you without love, right?"

She frowns, "Loving you was the easiest part for me, Y/N." 

"We've talked about this. You accepted me multiple times despite the things I have done, but you stil—"

"It's tiring, I have waited for you, for the longest time. I thought this was the start of something, you even gave me a promise ring." you watch her eyes shine with unspilled tears, "You did not change at all, what is so hard to just say you love me?"

"Wanda–"

"Am I too difficult to love, is that it?"

"No, of course not—"

"Then love me." 

Your voice says nothing, silence speaks for you. 

Wanda nods, blinking her tears away as she turns her head heavenwards, "Please, get out."

"Wanda—"

"Get out, please." she sobs, you watch her face contort in pain, hurt written all over her features. 

"Just give me time. Wait for me, I can do it. I can love you." you stumble over your words, grasping at that tiny spectacle of hope. 

Wanda heaves out, her pupils are dilated, and pain became so normal for her that she got accustomed to its feeling all because of you.

She gave you time, she gave you her time and yet, all you gave her was pain and made her feel more less of herself.

"I have been waiting for 8 months, is that not enough?"

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[pupyuj]

HIII I’m kinda shy since its my first ask and ur my favourite writer here >.<

Can i ask for tattoo artist yujin and reader that wants to get tattoo? And Yujin gets turned on when reader makes noises during the tattooing session😫, then they fuck afterwards or during its up to you hehe, please feel free to change my plot too if you think it makes it even better 🥵

hiii!! nooo don't be shy to interacttt, you're so sweet!🥰💖 also fellow ive writer AND yujin bias?!! twin 😝💓💓

it was hard to believe for everyone when yujin decided to be a tattoo artist bcs this girl is so unbelievably clumsy!! every time she gets a new client, her housemates (our independent girl has her little parlor in her and her housemates' garage) are always there on standby just in case she fucks up 😭 but somehow she never does! and when yujinnie gets you as her client—pretty girl with the pretty eyes and pretty smile—she was extra careful! not only bcs it was ur first time getting a tattoo but also bcs... well, yujin is gay as fuck and didn't want to hurt such a cute girl like you! 🤭

every time you wince she’d be like “oh i’m sorry! 😣” but the more it happens, the more she gets so turned on by how cute you sounded… esp when she sees how embarrassed you get bcs you thought you were being so sensitive 😙 but the time she finished working on you, she was a 100% sure she wanted to fuck you before you left the garage 🫢 she knew you were hella into her too! what with how you couldn’t hold a proper conversation or eye contact before you even got on the chair, how you blushed horribly whenever yujin flirted to lighten up the mood during the session, and how you didn’t question it at all when yujin had a hand on your thigh while she instructed you on how to take care of your fresh tattoo after the session…

exactly how you ended up with your legs spread wide on her bed with her head buried deep in between your thighs making you see the stars with her tongue will forever be unknown… but you didn’t fucking complain of course 🤭 scratching at her tattooed forearm that made sure your legs were wide open for her, screaming her name so beautifully when she flicks your clit with her tongue, having to grab a fistful of her hair with your newly-tattooed hand to push her closer and practically ride her face until you came and made a mess.. but yujin wouldn’t have had it any other way! 😍

then jokes about you being “such a good girl” that she didn’t need you to pay up at all, but you still did anyway! and ofc yujin asks you to come back not to get another tattoo but bcs her ass is actually down horrendous and needs help getting up in the form of a proper date 🥰

[sanakiras]

DISTRACTION

PAIRING — xu minghao x reader

WORD COUNT — 1.5k

SYNOPSIS — you can’t help staring at your best friends’s hands. when he pushes you to tell him why, things in your relationship take a turn.

TAGS — minghao in a suit, explicit sexual content, pure self-indulgence, porn with no plot, fem!reader

NOTE — there’s something sooo attractive about a man having long fingers. also i just have a crush on the8. no i will not elaborate. might delete this later bc i don’t like it. oh well. enjoy :o

lately, whenever being around your best friend, you’ve been... distracted.

for some reason, you’ve always liked it when men have long fingers. obviously the best known reason for that is a lewd one, but for you, it’s more than that. long fingers are hypnotizing to you.

of course it was minghao’s face that drew you in first. plump lips, eyes that could both kill and make you melt under their gaze, a strong jaw, dark hair often slicked back with a pair of sunglasses sitting on top.

then you noticed his figure. minghao is tall — long legs, long arms, long torso. what drew you in about him was the control he has over it, alongside his flexibility. his movement is always swift, sharp and coordinated. not one to stumble over his own feet.

he became a close friend to you in no-time. within the first months of meeting him, you developed an admiration towards him, and that continued to grow into a crush you feel nothing if not insecure about.

because despite knowing him well, he’s far from an open book.

he’s not once given you the idea that he likes you the same way you like him, and now that he’s become such a good friend of yours, the last thing you’d want is to lose the friendship you’ve built with him.

so you keep it to yourself.

or, well, you try.

his current outfit makes that ridiculously hard. you’ve never seen him in a suit before.

while you weren’t all that excited for the black-tie event hosted by your faculty, just the sight of him has changed your mood like a whole day’s worth of caffeine.

and when he walks over to you, all you can do is admire him. the fabric suits his body like a glove, with several silver rings adorning his fingers and his frequently worn small hoop earrings to match them. the beautifully subtle black eye pencil brings out the colors of his eyes and styled hair.

“you look like a dream,” is the first thing to come out of his mouth when he steps before you, the tone of his voice as gentle as the smile he gives you.

heat rushes to your cheeks. “so do you. never expected to see you in a suit, but you clean up nice.”

he chuckles at your sarcasm. “thank you.”

as he tells you about — whatever it is, you honestly hardly remember a thing of the conversation — you suddenly come to the deafening conclusion that you’re nowhere near as subtle with your glances as you thought you were, which certainly bursts your bubble a bit.

“you keep doing that.” he muses, tilting his head as he looks at you with curiosity.

“what?”

“staring at my hands.”

“i’m not—i don’t stare.”

“what else would you call it? constant-looking?”

“hilarious. really.”

when you don’t say anything else, he purses his lips, hoping to get a little more out of you. you’ve got to give him credits for his determination. “so, what’s so interesting about my hands?”

with a simple shrug of your shoulders, you pretend to be casual, like he didn’t catch you staring at him. “they’re not interesting, just… nice.”

“nice?”

“can’t we just drop this? and by ‘we’ i mean you.”

he chuckles, shaking his head. “we’re friends. you can tell me, i won’t judge.”

“you? not judging anyone? that’d be almost suspicious.”

the retort makes him smile to the point it hurts his jaw. “i won’t judge you.”

a sigh rolls past your lips. “it’s no big deal, i just… like it when people have nice hands.”

“and why’s that?”

“does everything you like need to have a reason?”

"no, i guess not."

a playfulness that stirs doubt in you flashes behind his eyes, and you’re forced to put a halt to the conversation when one of your fellow faculty members walks up to the two of you with a glass of champagne, which you could not be happier with.

all you can do is hope minghao won’t bring up the topic again, the redness in your cheeks betraying you.

unfortunately, he does eventually bring it up again, once he’s gotten you home.

what his exact words were is difficult to remember, but now that he’s pushed you back onto your bed, you can’t find it in you to give a damn.

your brain feels foggy and a thin layer of sweat begins to form on your neck while he uses his hands to unbutton the white dress shirt, his impatience getting the best of him for once.

even though you’re busy pulling your top off, it’s hard to divert your gaze from his hands and chest, which brings him to tilt his head at you. “you’re staring again.”

“if you don’t want me to stare, don’t give me a reason to.”

“oh, so this whole thing is really just my fault?” he taunts, getting so annoyed with the damn buttons on his shirt not working with him that he leaves the bottom half like it already was, only the upper half of his chest peeking through.

once he lays his eyes on your half-naked form, you spot a growing desperation and impatience in his features, which is rare on him.

much to your surprise, he’s eager and quick, refusing to waste a single second. his hands have already pulled you towards him by your thighs before you can even comprehend it.

the thin silver necklace touches your warm skin when he leans down to kiss you, the last thing you’d imagined you’d be doing tonight — and it’s better than you anticipated.

he pries your legs open with a nudge of his knee, and just when you want to look down to his hand on your skin, he pushes two fingers into you, curling it upwards.

your hands immediately fly to his upper arms in response to the sudden intrusion, but it only makes you crave more.

his lips latch onto your cheeks, jaw and neck, placing wet kisses everywhere he can reach while his long fingers move in and out of you.

“just two and you’re already so tight — you can take another one, though, can’t you?”

how sweet of him to pose it as a question, an offer.

you both know damn well he’s gonna keep going either way.

minghao doesn’t know what it is about you that just utterly sets him off. it might be your constant pessimism, your snarky delivery of sarcastic little comments, the way you needlessly tease him all the time — or maybe it’s that whenever he sees you, he wants nothing more for you to get the fuck on top of him, moaning his name.

who knows.

“why don’t you just try me?” you ask rhetorically, accidentally clenching around his digits when he moves them again.

minghao chuckles, baffled that you’ve still got such an attitude, even when you’re at his mercy. he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like it, though. “right. maybe i should just do that.”

a third finger prodding into your hole makes you whine the loudest you have so far. he smirks a little when noticing the way you’re fighting so hard to maintain your composure, and the noise of your squelching wetness begins to become embarrassingly loud.

but it isn’t enough for him.

usually, it’s not at all like him to be insatiable or greedy. but all he can think of right now is that he wants more — to be closer with you, deeper.

he feels his own lust in every motion, every thrust of his fingers, every twitch of his cock. it makes him wonder if he’s ever wanted something, no, someone this badly.

his next move goes unnoticed by you since you’ve got your eyes closed and head back, but then you feel it, and it’s like you snap awake, an electric jolt making you jerk forward.

when you look down, he eagerly runs his tongue up and down your pussy, fingers remaining buried inside you.

“oh my god—” you stutter out, hand clutching onto the pillow but quickly moving down to grab his hair.

lost in your own pleasure, you push his head down, the lower half of his face coated in your arousal — fuck, he wants to do this for hours.

he proceeds to curl his fingers again, and he must’ve hit a good spot, because your legs are beginning to tremble, moans shorter and higher-pitched. “fuck, hao, it’s too much, i’m too close—”

“are you?” he rhetorically asks, pushing his digits as deep as possible, sucking on your clit, hollowing his cheeks. even when you try to close your legs, he firmly keeps them open.

your hips buck into his face when you cum, knees shaking, and he presses his thumb on your pussy, which makes your eyes roll back.

propping yourself up on your elbows, you suddenly feel his fingers slowly sliding out of you, and just that feeling alone already turns you on again. he sits across from you, still between your legs, and his fingers are completely coated in the sticky wetness that’s still dripping down your cunt.

he pushes them in his mouth, licking them clean, some of your arousal remaining on his lips.

“please say you’ll let me do that again.”

® SANAKIRAS — do not repost, remake or copy my work in any way whatsoever. translations are not allowed.

[n0tamused]

hi!! i saw that your requests are open so i just wanted to ask if you could write fluffy relationship headcanons of mortefi and aalto with a gn!reader in mind? these two are just so lajdxhanflvksjahsbxjs i really like them a lot <3 (which is why mortefi pls come home pspspspsspsps)

also, i really love your writing!! it induces serotonin and dopamine in me bc 1) characters feel really accurate, 2) the flow and how you write each scene is so smooth and beautifully descriptive, and 3) dialogue feels realistic and natural!! anyways, have a good day!!

A/N: First Aalto request-! Your wish is my command, anon! And thank you so much for your sweet words, they really made my day and reassured me with my writing :) I do hope this can make you happy too, enjoy! <3 And you have a good day too!<3

Aalto:

-Let me say this first- this man has energy for both of you and Encore, he is extroverted so you can rest assured that if you’re not in the mood for much talking that he has you covered. Don’t want to talk to someone? He is talking for you. Don’t feel like running to the store to buy something? He is already getting his boots on. 

-Despite having the energy of being too open, discretion flows through his blood and he would never say anything you wouldn’t like him saying to anyone else. You could say you pushed someone down the stairs and he’d be sitting opposite of you like “oh! okay!” and then pretends he never heard of it

-On the topic of that, if you ever need any information, he is your man to turn to, and all information may be yours for the discounted price of 3 kisses, maybe more if he’s feeling cheeky.

-Loves teasing you and getting into playful banter, it’s the sweetest thing to him. Playful insults too, but if you pretend to be hurt, he comes up to you to “kiss the hurt away” and he just babies you until you break character. If he, by accident, really does hit a nerve he drops the play and apologizes quickly, and would probably feel bad about it for longer than he’d let on, but you’d know by the abundance of gifts and the fact he wants to do about everything for you 

-He also loves to get a little rough,  nothing serious but along with the verbal banter he likes a little bit of a tussle. Interlacing your fingers and pushing and pulling, laughing along with you until one of you loses your balance or yields. Loves to playfight with you in bed too, before you two go to sleep until he traps you in an embrace that you’ll have to fall asleep in

-He can be a pretty hard sleeper, so good luck trying to get out of his hold. He can be easy to wake, he has a sixth sense for danger too

-Despite his big and extroverted demeanor, sometimes he wishes for nothing more but an evening of silence with his head in your lap, sighing softly as you card your fingers through his hair, smiling if you decide to kiss his forehead

-Encore is your big bonding point. She comes with Aalto like a bonus package, and as chaotic as she can be she is really sweet and loves whoever uncle Aalto trusts enough to be his partner

-Sometimes she stays over, and a lot of times you can see her indulge in making little trinkets, some of them which are for you, some for others

-Even at her young age she has lots of stories to share, and her and Aalto make one hell of a story-teller duo

-Aalto does need to go out to business a lot, and sometimes it takes him days to get what he was sent out to do, and in all that time he misses his home (you) greatly

-He can’t guarantee to send you letters in this time period, as even a small mistake can mean doom of his mission, but he does promise to try, if only to lessen your own worries

Mortefi:

-A relationship Mortefi isn’t difficult, and it can be classified as quite the low maintenance. This does not mean he doesn’t love you or give you your due attention and love, it’s just that both of you are busy with your work and separate lives. You two just seem to never lose that spark no matter how much time you spend apart

-He never liked the idea of combining his love life and work life together into one big mess, he knows it carries its own risks and distractions, and in his field of science that is dangerous. And with this his time management between work and you is impeccable 

-He is there for you when you need him, and his love language is mainly acts of service.

-Words aren’t his forte and he can find it difficult to express his love, he still tries. Perhaps not with his own lips, but he looks for symphonies of his feelings in other songs and melodies before he shows you the one that encapsulates all he feels towards you

-He is the sort of person to send you random article links, be it about something aimed to improve your health, or links to poems or songs. Just drops them or hoards them in your chats..

-Mortefi is a bit sensitive to smells, he really doesn’t like strong odors unless it's those antiseptic chemicals that keep his lab sparkly clean. So he doesn't wear any strong colognes either. It’s the softer smells he wears, musky with woody accents mmmm

-He is a clean freak and can get a bit snappy if he finds his lab messy due to some subordinate’s negligence or if he doesn’t have time to tidy up his home

-He starts huffing and puffing like a mother hen as he stomps around throwing everything into place, tucking every corner back into its place meticulously

-He cleans his own things, and a lot of times goes to tidy your own things since he’s already at it, and really doesn’t like seeing any sort of mess, small or big

-Does gently remind you to pick up after yourself, whether you’re with him and even more so if you’re not with him

-He is an organized hoarder. He has a whole shelf for his little things, some he made and some he got or found while on field expeditions. He is more than happy to tell you about them if you’re curious about their origins or purpose

-He can sometimes spend a lot of time in the office in his home, working on little projects for the kids that would visit the lab soon, and other time he also spends working on gifts for you

-One of the ways he shows his love to you, besides little practical devices, utility belts and multi purpose watches and compasses, is to make you deserts.

-Sweet treats are his specialty but if you he hears you are craving something savory he does know a few recipes that might be to your liking

-Knows how to whip up a bomb medicinal soup btw, that thing can regrow your limbs I’m sure

-Loves to kiss your nape a lot. Especially in those quiet moments when you’re doing something at home and he just comes up behind you, kissing your nape gently and inhaling your scent

-Loves to kiss your head too. It’s just so practical but also shows how tender he can be, how careful and tender his love is. If you’re hugging him he just turns his head and plants his lips to your temple or the top of your head, sometimes he’d lean in and whisper something sweet to you too

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my heartbreak high season two thoughts (spoilers)

* why is spider actually kinda hot

* him speaking french is oh my god so subtly attractive

* his home life makes everything a lot more clearer

* and i love him learning what it takes to try and be a good person, trying to do it for missy and then trying to do it for himself

* his whole life he never had a father figure (you can be a good man/person without one) and instead had to deal with never living up to his mom's expectations. so he became everything she thought he was bc nothing else worked and he couldn't please her regardless of what he did. it honestly makes sense that when he first realizes he wants to change he does things to prove himself to missy instead of being good bc he wants to, shows how he doesn't know how to do it and it really makes sense

* once again this show handles every thing beautifully

* darren and cash's relationship omg

* the back story behind darude and cash omg

* cash and darren going through trials and tribulations

* loved the dusty cameos

* that man is still hot

* i love the fact that him and Darren are actually kinda friends?

* the way he gives advice to cash was so nice and the fact the advice was actually really fucking good

* cash then going "you might want to buy a new lock i kinda broke yours" OMG

* missy and spider are my new favorites

* i liked the idea of ant and harper but there really wasn't much development with them

* the whole thing was them actually being friends and ant actually being friends with a girl without sex and with not a lot of attention on them it seemed like that's exactly what it was

* harper's haircut this season OMG i love it

* it suits her so much

* malaki's letter being burned in the fire hurt so much

* the back story for cash's name OMG

* cash's nan and Darren doing words with friends

* the scene between cash finding out that his nan has a boyfriend

* the whole rowan bird psycho story line was so fucking well written and at no point did it feel like a riverdale-esque thing

* i love malakai's journey of self discovery with his sexuality and how close him and missy are

* malakai is still hot but omg hello missy

* we saw so much more of missy this season and i fucking loved it

* regardless of what you have to say about spider bc he was and is a shit person, the relationship between them is really cute built on understanding and being in tune with each other's needs also if any one can put him in his place it's her

* the whole set up of not having one clear villain the whole season or knowing who they are was so fucking good and added to the mystery