#but it also feels good? kinda like coming home not to be cheesy or anything

[bilestat]

it’s insane what happens to your brain when you listen to music from your teens that got you through the worst part of your life for the first time in ages

[yunhoszn]

horses are still overrated

pairing jeong yunho x f!reader word count 2k genres fluff﹒smut warnings 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, established relationship, mentions of voyeurism, dirty talk, marking-ish, mutual masturbation, kissing, slight cum eating shhhhh don’t say anything, pet names: baby, babe, princess

summary new relationships always have room for experimenting, and well, you and yunho are no exception.

more ok so i tried doing these in ask format but i didn’t like it so we’re back to our regularly scheduled programming with a little update :P anyway,, this was for this request! it’s meant to be an extension of save a horse, ride a cowboy but can totally be read as a standalone! i kinda strayed from the initial req, but i hope this is still good… it’s still yunho day so <3 ALSO @bro-atz thank u for betaing my love i appreciate u so big!! pls reblog if u enjoyed!

@atzhouse

The few weeks that have passed since you and Yunho have confessed to each other have been nothing short of blissful. 

He makes you feel like you’re soaring, ensuring that your happiness is the top priority. He embraces you in a way that’s not only physical, but emotional too. Like his feelings for you are their own special hug of warmth that envelopes you when you need it most. You could never get tired of him, could never return to your life back home like this summer never happened. 

Because in all honesty, this summer was the best thing that could’ve ever happened to you. 

You have a small smile on your face as you reminisce about the wonderful time you’ve spent here so far, leaning back into the bench on the farmhouse porch. Initially, you were sitting here to openly gawk after Yunho as he rounded up the cattle, but now you were too giddy to pay attention to that. You don’t notice him walking towards you directly, Yeoreum tailing behind him. 

“What’s got you so cheesy today?” 

You blink at his question, feeling a bit bashful. You’ll never get used to this view. “I was just thinking about us, and how happy you make me.”

“That’s cute,” he mirrors your expression, one hand on the back of the bench to hold his weight and the other coming up to cup your jaw, lips pecking yours gently. “Ready for dinner?”

“I have a confession to make,” you start as you’re washing the dishes after dinner. 

“What’s up?” Yunho asks you from the other side of the kitchen, putting away the leftovers. He shuts the refrigerator and leans against it, arms crossed over his chest. You swallow thickly. 

“I’ve just had this on my chest for so long and I need to get it off before I explode,” you ramble, avoiding his eyes as you scrub a plate. “Promise you won’t judge?”

“I promise,” he chuckles, and you can hear his footsteps as he gets closer. “I won’t judge you.”

Your sigh comes out as more of a shudder, Yunho’s arms wrapping around your middle and his chin resting on your shoulder. The new proximity makes you ten times more nervous to say your piece, your heart beating erratically behind your rib cage. This is fine. This is great actually. (No it’s not!)

“Do— um— do you remember the day before Seojun and I broke up?” Your hands are trembling slightly. 

“When you gave Yeoreum a bath, right?” He nods, the movement bothering you slightly because it has his chin digging into your shoulder uncomfortably. “What about it?”

”So…” You have to pause the dishes, your hands clamming up so much that you think the handle of your sponge will fly out of your grasp. “That night, when my lightbulb went out, I actually went out to go grab you. But— uh— I saw something… else… instead…”

Your eyes squeeze shut, entirely too mortified to even think about what his reaction could be. It’s been a minute since the ordeal played out, so really you didn’t have to say anything. Part of you felt like you couldn’t continue this relationship in good conscience without being totally honest, though. 

Strong hands wrap gently around your wrists, turning you around to face him. He tsks, “Open your eyes, princess.”

His eyes are soft, no hint of disappointment or disgust on his features as he stares back at you. His lips curl into a smug smile after a couple seconds, cupping your jaw and caressing your cheek with his thumb. You blink at him, a little confused by the shift in atmosphere, but not complaining. 

“You’re not—?” 

“You watched me fuck my fist, is that right?” Yunho asks so bluntly, so vulgarly. “Tell me, what did you do after that?”

It’s easy to divert your gaze again, focusing on how interesting the material of his button up suddenly is. It’s one thing to admit that you stood there and watched for a bit, it’s another to admit you stuffed yourself with your own fingers not even fifteen minutes later. But you think he already knows that, based on your behavior and some good ol’ context clues. 

“I… I touched myself,” you whimper, ashamed of how you’re getting turned on. The worst part is the fact that he’s enjoying this. He’s enjoying the way he has you folding for him so quickly. “To the thought of you…”

Yunho’s grip on your chin tightens and his eyes flutter shut with a groan. “Fuck, baby, that’s so hot…”

You weren’t sure how this would go, and a piece of you genuinely thought he might even end things with you. Any other person would think you were sick and perverted, but not him. It makes you feel a lot better and a lot more secure in your relationship. 

Your tongue pokes out of the corner of your mouth, grazing the pad of his thumb. He hisses, cursing under his breath, letting you wrap your lips around and suck the finger. Yunho stares with not a single coherent thought behind his eyes. He’s losing his composure, pressing his thumb down on your tongue. 

“Do you think you can tell me? How exactly did you touch yourself?” He purses his lips, his free hand slipping into the opening of your overalls, dragging his finger along the exposed skin of your waist. You shake your head with a whine.

”Yun… That’s embarrassing…” 

He pulls his hand out of your overalls, hooking the digit into your belt loop and yanking you closer. His mouth is dangerously near your own, lips brushing yours when he speaks. “I wanna know. Need to picture my pretty princess fucking herself desperately ‘cause her fingers aren’t enough to get her off.”

Your legs feel like jelly, your cunt clenching around nothing just by his words alone. Yunho had always done such a good job at being the sweet and doting partner everyone wanted. He was attentive, praised you like you were a living, breathing goddess. But this dirty side of him is different. And you like it a lot more than you should.

“O-Okay…” You swallow thickly, and suddenly he’s spinning you so his chest is to your back. He urges you towards the bedroom, attaching his lips to your neck and sucking the supple skin gently, tenderly.

”Go on,” he says between kisses, still pushing you until you’re standing in the middle of his room. Your eyes already feel heavy and you haven’t done anything yet. “Tell me.”

”I— um— I thought about your hands and how big they are,” your tone is shaky, and you hope you don’t sound stupid. “Thought about how good it would feel to have them all over me. I pictured that it was your fingers inside of me. Imagined your cock, and how big it is.”

“Is that so? I’m just not getting the visual, babe. I think I need you to show me.” He hums, a hint of amusement in his voice. As if this couldn’t get more embarrassing, now he wants you to finger yourself in front of him? You’re about to protest, but he’s pressing your lower back to the mattress and talking against the corner of your mouth again, teasing you because he knows he can. “If you’re good for me, I’ll fuck you so well, you won’t be able to forget the shape of my cock.”

You nod with a whimper, hopping onto the bed and scooting all the way up to the pillows. Your hands are wobbly as you undress yourself, unbuckling your overalls and kicking them off your feet. Of course you chose the worst day to dress the part. Yunho sits at the edge, watching you with an unreadable expression. 

When you’re in nothing but your top and panties, he clears his throat, leaning back onto his palms. His tongue darts out to wet his lips. “Move your underwear to the side for me, princess. Let me see your pretty pussy.”

It’s almost impossible to hold back a moan, following his instructions. You glide your middle finger through your folds, showcasing how you’re practically dripping for him in the amount of time it’s taken you to get from the kitchen to here. He exhales through his nose, legs spreading to give you a glimpse of an uncomfortable looking bulge in his pants. 

You sigh deeply at the sight, circling your finger around your clit slowly. The thought of being the cause behind it, of getting Yunho so hot and bothered, drives you crazy and has you curling your toes. 

“Just like that,” he encourages, tossing his denim button up to the floor. He palms over his erection, tilting his head slightly. “Can you do some more for me?”

“Mhm,” is all you can manage to force out, doing what he asked. You shove your ring and middle fingers inside of yourself, finally releasing a moan at the intrusion. You keep pressure on your clit with the heel of your palm. There’s silence between you save for the occasional whine.

Yunho shivers, shimmying out of his pants so he can stroke himself freely. You gawk at him with bated breath, biting your lip as your fingers pick up their pace. There’s a knot that settles in the pit of your stomach, tightening and tightening in preparation for that special moment. 

The view of him spread out in front of you, fucking up into his hand with hooded eyes trained on your own playing with your cunt, is too much. He’s wearing that same godforsaken white tank top as he was the night you saw him, the muscles in his forearm and bicep flexing with each twist of his wrist, each pump of his cock. 

You feel like you’re drooling, ogling at him like he was a piece of meat. But you couldn’t help it. Yunho was the most attractive man you’d ever laid eyes on. The longer you stare, the further you fall. That’s a conclusion you’ve come to a little too late. 

“‘M close, Yun,” you moan, arching your back off of the pillows, head almost clunking against the headboard. “Wanna cum with you.”

“I’m almost there, too, baby,” he grunts, teeth gritted as he runs his thumb over his slit. That has a loud whine spilling from your lips, your feet digging into the mattress. You don’t know how much longer you can last. 

Your fingers try to reach that spongy, sensitive spot deep in your cunt, but you can’t. It seems that only Yunho’s long, thick fingers could accomplish that feat. No wonder you were so obsessed with his hands.

You opt for using the fingers of your free hand to swipe quickly at your clit while the others curl and thrust into you, inching you toward that steep cliff that has stars decorating your vision. Judging by the volume of his sounds getting higher and higher, you can tell Yunho’s right there with you. 

One particular absentminded curse from him has your brain short circuiting, that promise of release washing over you almost violently. Your body aches and quivers, orgasming harder than you ever had just with your own hand. (You’d like to think the presence of a certain cowboy had everything to do with it.)

He groans and follows behind shortly after, painting his hand in milky white. The two of you try to catch your breaths, laying there for a couple moments to recuperate. After a while, Yunho leans over to kiss you gently, squeezing your cheeks with his cum covered hand. You scrunch your nose. 

“You’re getting it on my face!”

“That was the goal,” he laughs, pressing another sweet kiss to your lips. You roll your eyes, licking away whatever was near your mouth. He groans again. “Fuck, are you trying to kill me? Purposely?”

“Maybe,” you shrug. “I remember being told you’d fuck me if I did good for you. Where’s my reward?”

“Trust me, I didn’t forget.”

© yunhoszn. do not steal, claim, or repost.

[gabyun]

⋆ ˚｡⋆ ୨୧ he likes me, he likes me not. - n.riki

pairing - niki x fem! reader

genre - highschool! au , bestfriends to lovers , fluffy fluff, teenage love, awkwardness in some parts, amusement park date

warnings - none besides like a few swear words😭 AND ITS VERY CHEESY

summary - you and niki hangout consistently, multiple times a week. the air started to feel different between you two, but both of you just tried to ignore it. niki, unfortunately wasn’t able to ignore it so easily. he felt butterflies from such little things you would do, little things you would say. he lately had a fuzzy feeling around you, but he just kept telling himself ` i don’t like her, we’re just too close. i don’t like her, i don’t like her, i don’t like her. or do i? `

wc - 2.7k

a/n - ahh this is my first time even writing something like this, i hope its not cringe or anything and i hope it doesnt seem way too rushed. i’ve been wanting to write stuff for awhile now and i finally had the chance to so i hope this came out good 😽 lmk if theres anything i should keep in mind for the next one !! i also finished this at like 2am so its not entirely proofread but definitely give me advice 🙏(also this entire time ive been listening to ur so pretty by the wasia project so this is like the background song of this story.)

you and riki were inseparable. firstly, you guys had almost every class together so it truly added onto the fact that you both were rarely seen without each other. secondly, you both lived on the same street since second grade meaning you two walked home together everyday. so, obviously people had speculated that there was something between you both. but, you guys consistently turned the idea down. it was now last period, english class. you guys inevitably sat beside each other. " hey niki " you began. "hm? whats up?" he perked up after having his head laying down on his desk. "do you wanna stop at the convenience store before we head home? im kinda hungry and both of our parents dont get home until 6pm." you asked. "hell yeah i do!" he looked up at you excitedly. "but you have to pay this time. i didnt bring any money" "ugh, fine" you sulked. "y/n i literally payed last time." you shot him a dirty look. "fine. but dont get $30 worth of snacks like that one time." "yeah yeah whatever.."

the bell rang, and it was time to go home. you and niki excitedly walked to the convenience store you both previously mentioned. you walked up to the door, opening it and jokingly saying "ladies first" to niki. "tch" he said sassily, rolling his eyes. the door chimed whilst being opened, and the employee greeted you both. you guys walked around the snack isle, the brightly coloured drinks illuminating certain sections of the store. one in particular caught your eye, so you walked over and grabbed it "i cant believe you dont like milkis." you said. "there are way better drinks y/n. " "yeah? like what." you challenged him. "um, anything besides milkis?" he sarcastically smiled. you walked over toward the icecream bin, selecting your favourite one. "niki, u want ice cream? they have ur favourite." you reached in deeper to grab it. "yeah sure. thatll be nice on a day like this" "ugh, i don’t want winter to come.. it’ll be so cold!" you shuttered. "you’ll survive y/n" niki sighed. you walked up to the checkout counter with niki, placing your items down. "that’ll be $14!" the older, but sweet looking woman said. "thats much less then last time." you pulled out your wallet, giving her the money. you both walked out, and you sat down on the concrete steps next to the store windows. niki followed, sitting right next to you. you never noticed before, but he smells good. like a mix of shampoo and some sort of cologne. you never knew he wore cologne. you guys simultaneously unwrapped the ice cream together, and started indulging in the sweet snack. "this is so good!" you said. "i bet mines better." niki remarked. "let me try yours." he put his ice cream in-front of your mouth, and let you take a bite. "mmh.. its alright.. niki i just think my tastes are better then yours" you shrugged playfully. your relationship was always playful. you guys were constantly teasing each other, and it felt good. it felt good to be so close to someone. as you guys continued, he looked over at you. the lights of the convenience store lit up the back of your body as the sun started setting earlier due to it getting slightly colder, making your hair glisten. he never noticed how pretty your hair looked under the bright lights. you both finished up, starting to get ready to finish your walk home. as you guys cleaned up, you looked over toward his face. you giggled, reaching your hand towards his mouth. "you’ve always been such a messy eater." his eyes widened, a hint of pink slightly covering his cheeks. "i-i can clean my own face.." "oh. sorry niki." you trailed off, confused. this wasn’t your first time cleaning off his face yet to him it felt different. he felt an unusual feeling, his heart fluttered and his stomach felt warm as his face did too. throughout this whole interaction, the convenience store lady observed quietly through the window. "i miss my high school years." she sighed.

late summer turned into fall, and fall turned into winter. nikis feelings just kept getting harder and harder to ignore. niki was in the change room after gym class with his friends. "are you sure you dont have feelings for y/n?" his friend jay asked. he hesitated momentarily. "yes. i am sure.. why are you asking..?" he questioned, worriedly. "so you wont care if i ask her to go out with me?" niki looked shocked by his comment. "you dont even know her.. why would you wanna ask her out." he said, annoyed. "niki, she is really beautiful. im sure theres a lot of other guys who would love to get a chance with her." his other friend heeseung added. "still! y/n doesnt need to be dating shitty guys like you. she deserves someone who will treat her right.. especially not you guys." he huffed, even more annoyed. "and i dont like her." jay and heeseung shrugged in defeat. "or do you?" jay added. "i dont.." niki trailed off, thinking about it more. "whatever you say, buddy." heeseung said, sarcastically. niki finished changing quickly, grabbing his bag and leaving for his next class. once the door shut, jay and heeseung and a few other boys began talking "he definitely has feelings for her." "yeah, 100%" "i don’t doubt that" "its getting extremely obvious" "mhm"

he stood outside your house, waiting for you to come out so you both could get headed to school. he oddly felt nervous. you opened the door, and waved, cutely. you were wearing a scarf, as niki was also. you both had big puffy jackets. you walked towards him. "lets go! i dont wanna be late again." he took in your beauty. "mhm" he answered, quietly. as you were walking, you offered him your other earphone. you guys had similar music tastes. ‘somethin stupid’ by frank sintara had begun to play. "i love this song." you said, softly. "yeah. it is really nice." he breathed out air, the cold made it look like smoke. you opened your pocket mirror, adjusting your hair. "do i look good? i had such a bad hair day yesterday." niki turned to you, not surprised by your question, but hes never truly seen you that way before. hes always known you’re pretty, but he never actually felt that way. "you look beautiful. you are beautiful." he said. "w-what?" you said, completely taken aback. he’s obviously complimented you before, but about your looks more specifically? this time, it really sounded like he meant it. you looked away from your pocket mirror, facing him. he looked at you with a twinkle in his eyes. you both stood there for a couple seconds more. "n-nothing.. forget i even said anything." he looked down at his feet. you could practically feel his embarrassment radiating off of him. you guys continued walking, listening to your shared playlist. a couple minutes go by and you began to speak. "thank you, niki." "hm?" "thank you. for calling me beautiful." you looked down at your feet, smiling. "oh.. don’t worry about it." he rubbed the back of his neck. both of your feelings were becoming more and more apparent as the days went on.

you were laying in bed, reading your favourite book with a comforting lamp on. you were under your fluffy blanket, and your curtains flowed softly as your window was the slightest bit open. you felt the buzz go off on your phone sitting next to you.

riks : omg y/n

you : omg niki

riks : remember that amusement park we mentioned wanting to go to for awhile?

you : yes ofc i remember?!?

riks : WELL THEYRE OPENING NEXT WEEKEND!!

you : NO WAY FR??

riks : YES DO U WANNA GO

you : is that even a question.

riks : alr alr IM SO EXCITED

you : ME TOO

you shut off ur phone, kicking around in your bed out of excitement. you and nikis parents would always take you guys to amusement parks or fairs when you were little. you guys haven’t gone in quite a while, so this was gonna be fun, but also nostalgic. big rides were always your favourite thing, but he hated them. he was always so scared to go on them, so this time you were absolutely determined to make him go on one with you.

around a week passes by, and its time to get ready to go to the amusement park with niki. it was still pretty cold, so you had to take that into account. the park was opening back up for some sort of winter event, apparently it was supposed to be really pretty. you’re getting ready, styling your hair and doing your makeup. usually, you dont put that much makeup on. but this time, without even realizing, you were doing alot more. you put some really pretty eyeglitter on, using waterproof mascara so your eyelashes hold better, just overall doing stuff you wouldnt usually do on a day to day basis. "wait.. why am i so worried about how i look, its just niki." you told yourself. just niki. as you were continuing to get ready, you were getting increasingly nervous. "this isnt a date y/n, this isnt a date. you have nothing to be worried about. its just a regular hangout with your bestfriend." you kept telling yourself. you put your jacket on, and you also grabbed a fuzzy scarf. little did you know, niki was telling himself the same things in the mirror as he tried to lessen the sweat on his palms.

you and niki arrive at the amusement park. it was beautiful lit, even though it wasn’t late the lights of all the fun rides illuminated the place wonderfully. you and niki looked at each other and smiled brightly, bringing back tons of memories. niki ran over to the bumper cars, and you followed. it was always his favourite thing to do. you hopped in the car of your choice and niki went in the one beside you. the game started, and you tried your best to hit niki as hard as you possibly could, whipping him forward practically giving him whiplash. you were basically pissing yourself laughing as he gave you the nastiest look. it took him a few tries but he finally ended up beside you once again and repeatedly rammed into you. you guys went 2 more rounds before becoming tired and finally leaving the bumper car area. you both adjusted yourselves, but niki noticed your shoelace was untied. "y/n, hang on." he knelt down in-front of you, and began tying your shoelaces with his slender fingers. "i could’ve done it myself but thank you niki" he looked up at you, smiling and nodding. you ruffled his hair and he shot up. "hey!! i spent a while trying to make my hair look good.." you laughed at him, continuing to look for other things to do. one of those water gun games caught your eye. "niki look! we used to always try and win plushies on that." his head swung toward you, immediately challenging you to see who could score higher. you both were trying your hardest, and you obviously won. he sighed in defeat. the employee handed you this adorable hamster plushie. you looked at it, smiling. "niki you kinda look like a hamster when you’re sulking." you put the hamster up to his face to compare, jokingly. "tch, yeah yeah whatever y/n" he said. "niki, you should have it. it looks like you anyways, and you’ll be reminded of me everytime you look at it." you shot him a joking wink. he took the plushie as you said he should. some time passes by, and you guys already ate and drank stuff, went on the carrousel and all of the basics and its been a few hours. the sun was starting to set, and the lights of the park continued to get brighter. "niki. we need to go on a big ride." niki looked at you for a split second, as if you just told him his pet died. "um absolutely not?" he answered. "niki pleaaaaaase" you clung onto his arm, pretty close to his face. "cmonnn just this once?" you blinked at him. he was looking directly at you, but no words were escaping his mouth. "f-fine.." he looked away, with a tinge of pink covering his ears. you were unable to tell if he was blushing or if he was cold. "i never thought you’d actually agree. this is like the best day ever?!" you grabbed nikis arm, and rushed into the line of one of the relatively larger rides, but not too large so niki wouldn’t be too terrified. after a bit you guys got seated beside eachother, and the employee pulled the over the shoulder restraint on you guys. you could tell niki was obviously nervous. "y/n i cant believe you made me do this. i actually despise you right now." "im sorry!!! only this once okay, i’ve always wanted to go on one with yo-" your sentence was cut short as the ride began, making a loud noise. "y/n i cant believe this." niki panicked. you giggled slightly as the ride made its way up to the highest point. you put your hand out for niki to hold, and he grabbed it immediately. after a few more seconds of comforting him the ride reached its highest point. after the it holding for a few seconds, it let go and your free hand went up. niki squeezed tighter and screamed loud. "Y/N L/N I DONT KNOW WHY I AGREED TO THIS" "I DONT KNOW EITHER" you yelled back. after around a minute, the ride came to its final stop.

you got off smiling and happy, whereas niki came off completely disheveled. it was a funny scene, you looked like a joyful golden retriever puppy and he looked like a grumpy black cat. you looked back at him and noticed his messy appearance. "sooo, how was it." you asked curiously, fixing his jacket along with his scarf. "never again." his eyes met your face. "it couldnt have been that bad." you reached your arms up, fixing his fluffy hair. you smiled at him whilst he stared into your face, unable to think of anything besides you.

it turned late, and it was 10 minutes left on the clock before the beautiful fireworks started. you guys found a decent place to stand, and you were both snacking on a pretzel. you witnessed multiple couples walking by, and thinking about how you wouldn’t be so opposed to being in a relationship. "gosh, theres so many couples here today." "theres couples here constantly." he added. "okay, but still. they’re all so lovey-dovey." "i guess so." you guys continued talking and the fire work show started, beginning with a few small ones. you both looked up in sync, mesmerized by the bright colours. twinkling eyes, niki looked over at you. it took him a while to take it in, but at this very moment his feelings truly solidified and he wasn’t so unsure anymore. it was forever since you spent a day together at your favourite childhood place, and now its the place where he recognizes how much he likes you. "y/n?" he says your name. "mhm.. whats up..?" you say slowly, completely and utterly enthralled by the fireworks growing in size. "i-i.." he trailed off, still facing the fireworks but his head facing you. "i think i like you." a huge firework exploded. "no, i do like you." it took you a moment to process. you turned towards him in shock. "i hope this doesn’t ruin anything, i cherish our friendship and i don’t ever want to lose yo-" you cut him off, grabbing his face. "you could never lose me. i like you too, dummy." you gave him a quick peck as another firework exploded. it felt like there were mini fireworks exploding in both of your hearts.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hii! Do you know any sterek kinda dark Fics where they’re kinda horrible to everyone but each other?

Yeah!

Blood For Blood by NotMyBestIdea 

(1/1 I 342 I Mature)

Nothing is going to come between Derek and his revenge.

He'll bleed you 'til you're just bone and skin by ElisAttack

(1/1 I 2,236 I Explicit)

It's moments when Stiles feels the dull pull of the bruises on his hips, moments when he can't sleep on his stomach because the throbbing ache does nothing for a good night's sleep, it's those moments that make him feel worthless.

Makes him hate Derek with a passion that burns brighter than anything else he feels.

Or the one where Derek doesn't know his strength, but Stiles knows he deserves it.

32 Hours by cheshirecat101

(1/? I 2,725 I Teen)

Stiles has to make the 32 hour trip from California to Chicago, Illinois, in order to get to his new home for the next four years. But it seems that the (super)natural world is doing everything in its power to stop him.

Alpha by Nival_Vixen

(1/1 I 2,357 I Explicit)

Stiles has been kidnapped by a serial killer known only as Alpha. Stiles finds himself far too attracted to the man that's probably going to kill him.

No one called, until someone did. by queen_of_OTPs

(1/1 I 4,419 I Mature)

Stiles found that he hadn’t spoken more than necessary since August. Gone were the rambling rants, extravagant gestures, and range of vocal tones. Monotone sentences that were cut with sharp edges, words like knives and tone like venom.

No one had called.

Mindset of a Killer by buftie

(1/3 I 7,363 I Explicit)

Troubled youths Stiles Stilinski and Derek Hale meet in the counselor's office and form a haphazard relationship. They realize they share urges and desires they dare not speak to others - guns, knives, blood, and even murder. Soon the two are overwhelmed by their attempts to satiate their bloodlust and find themselves wanted criminals.

A Second Chance at Life by DaoOfGay

(4/? I 8,871 I Explicit)

Stiles held onto his bleeding chest as he watched the man who had taken everything from him walk away, as he laid there, on his last breath, he could swear there was a small tear running down Derek Hale's face.

But once he opened his eyes, he was back at the moment his life was destroyed- The moment he woke up on Derek Hale's bed, naked, and not remembering what happened the night prior.

This time he woke up before him. He packed his things and ran, ran as far away as he possibly could not looking back.

Unknowingly, that decision changed the future in a way he could never thought.

Full and Void by Hedwig221b

(2/2 I 23,286 I Explicit)

Stiles could be meek, sure. In Derek’s arms, softened under the touch, pinned under his weight. He allowed himself to relax only in Derek’s sole presence.

Stiles could also look meek. Small, scared. Let the enemies think he was hiding in his mate’s shadow. After all, no one would stop to think that the shadow could ever be dangerous.

Devil in the Details by Accidental_Ducky

(8/8 I 26,473 I Mature)

“So we’ll split up.”

“Baby,” Boyd says, taking her arm in a gentle hold,” that is the single whitest sentence to ever leave your mouth. Splitting up to search for a crazed murderer with no moral compass is a job better left to the police. I say we go upstairs, barricade the basement door closed and hangout in the lobby until help shows up.”

“Derek found a way to break out of a sealed chamber and you think shoving a desk in front of a wooden door will keep him from using our skin as lampshades?”

“I never should have let you watch American Horror Story. Our lives have just gone downhill since then.” Boyd runs a hand over his mouth, scratching absently at the stubble along his jaw before heaving out a sigh. “Fine, we’ll go look for Hale, but we’re sticking together. I’m not about to be the token black guy that gets butchered in some kind of cheesy nineties horror flick.

[hanniology]

two umbrellas | jeon wonwoo

Synopsis: wonwoo doesn’t believe in love at first sight, but you do after meeting him. genre: fluff, sick fic, kinda angst. warnings: none I think besides the fact yn makes a bad pick up line. calls wonwoo, wonuwu, im sorry. word count: 1528. pairing: jeon wonwoo x gn!reader. Note: another repost until i have time to post some new stuff later. 

“Hey there Wonuwu.” 

The boy you addressed the new nickname to lifts an eyebrow. 

“Wonuwu?” He asked with a slight face of disgust. 

“Yea I think it’s a really cute name for you, what do you think?”

He turns to face you with a straight face, “No.” 

Rolling your eyes at his response as he goes back to take a tour of the library to make sure everybody has left the building already. Knowing you’re gonna follow him. 

“OUCH!!” He hears you exclaim behind him. 

“Wonuwu, my face hurts.”

Not looking behind him because it was probably just a line to one of your cheesy pick up lines you’d always make. 

“Did you walk into a bookshelf again?” 

“What no that was one time-it’s because I fell face-first for you~” You explain, he was right about it being a part of a pick up line but he still cringed. 

“You ruined the joke.” You grumbled while pouting. 

You’ve always been like this, making really bad, cheesy, overused pick up lines thinking it’d impress him. 

The two of you met in a coffee shop that you worked at, Jihoon, one of his roommates recommended it to him saying it had good coffee and was nice and quiet as long as you don’t go in at rush hour.  So he decided to go one day when he didn’t have work, and that day you were working. You remember that day when you saw him, he was absolutely beautiful. 

You were taking his order and well when giving him his coffee you thought of giving him your number on his cup. Wonwoo received the cup with the number on it and walked out of the coffee shop to meet up with some friends. He didn’t notice until later when Mingyu pointed out and convinced (read:begged) him to text the number. 

He obliged and texted your number asking who this was. You introduced yourself as the person who was serving him and told him he was so pretty and was gonna try and win him over.

 He blocked your number. 

He didn’t want to seem rude but he didn’t want to deal with some random person he doesn’t know that’s trying to woo him. He’s also just been a strong believer that love at first sight just doesn’t exist. 

No one can just grow feelings towards someone that quickly. 

He thought that'd be the end of you but that wasn’t until he found you sitting in the living room in his dorm. He thought you were trying to stalk him and threaten to call the auditory. To then realize you were in the same performing arts classes as hoshi and jun, his other roommates and are good friends with them and they invited you over. 

And as time passed you two became friends (?) it’s complicated, the two of you would hang out because of friends and sometimes just the two of you. You’d always go on with your lame pick up lines and he'd just simply ignore them and move on. 

“Why do you always insist on coming here? You could just go straight home from work. And it’s raining today.” 

“Eh, just thought I’d give you some company, you know, it gets quiet in the library when it’s closing time. It gotta be boring.” You shrugged. 

Wonwoo finished the turn of the library and went to go get his stuff and you as always followed him. You always did and it wasn’t anything weird. He was used to it but you wouldn’t do anything he wasn’t comfortable with; you always respected his boundaries. 

The two of you were outside now with rain falling down crashing to the ground, the sound of it much louder than it was when you two were indoors. 

You watch the frown slowly grow on Wonwoo’s face as he looks at the rain. 

“Here,” you hand him your umbrella. 

“No, no it’s fine the dorm isn’t too far from here, I don’t want you to get sick because of me.” He declines the umbrella, dropping it back into your hands. 

“Aww you care about me~” you coo. 

He scoffs before mumbling a “whatever”. 

“The dorm is not too far from here so I could make a run for it.” He says before dashing off with just a hood over his head. 

“Wait!” You yelled at him trying to get his attention, “I brought two just in case.” Take out the other umbrella from your bag. 

He didn't hear you, he was just running and you watch his form become smaller and smaller as he runs with you standing there with two umbrellas. 

Putting one back in your bag and opening the other, you started walking to your place. Stopping in your tracks when you remember his dorm is not that close to the library. 

The next day you weren’t too sure what to do. You didn’t have any classes today and you had a day off from work. Soonyoung and Jun were planning on going to some tiger sanctuary , you didn’t really feel like going. 

Ding noise came from your phone, rolling to the other side of your bed to reach over for your phone. You see a text message from Jihoon. 

Unplugging the charger from the phone opened up the message. 

It was weird for Jihoon to be messaging you, you always thought he hated you. He always looked somewhat annoyed when you were around, but Jun said he���s just always like that. You weren’t even sure if you guys ever exchanged numbers. 

Jihoon: yo I got your number from wonwoo’s phone. 

Jihoon: Can you come over? Wonwoo is sick and I got work and Jun and soon left already. 

Yn: sure but how’d he get sick?

Jihoon: The rain I think he came back soaked yesterday. 

So you were right that he would have gotten sick. And he calls himself smart. 

Yn: ok I’ll be there just need to stop by somewhere

Wonwoo slightly wakes up at the sudden noise he hears someone enter the room. Jihoon most likely already left, but he did say something about someone coming over, not remembering who because he was too tired.

He hears the footsteps gradually become louder and closer until the footsteps seem to stop in front of him. Looking up to see you, you were putting down a big bag on his nightstand.

“Oh you’re awake? Did I wake up? Sorry.” 

“Eh, it’s fine.” His voice sounded scratchy. Before he could even sit up he felt your hand pushing him down back to his previous lying position.

“Rest.” You demanded.

“What’s in the bag?” He sees you in the corner of his eye, as you slowly take everything out of the bag.

“Oh, well Jihoon said you were sick, but I didn’t know exactly what kind of sickness, so I just took one of everything from one of the shelves at the store.”

“Even got you some corn patches.” Holding them to him. With the sleepy boy giving you a strange look, giving him a shrug back.

“But why are you here and buying all this stuff for me?”

You finish taking out everything from the bag and take a seat on the ground next to his bed. “Because I care about you.” You say simply. 

“Yn-’’

You interrupted him knowing what he’s gonna say.

 “Yea Wonwoo I know you don’t like me the way I do but I mean I still like having you as a friend. Don’t worry the feeling I have for you will leave eventually, but I still care for you, you know.”

There was a silent pause after you said that, you weren’t looking at him, you were looking at the ground kicking your feet side to side at each other. So you just assume that sleep took over him. 

“Don’t.”

“Huh?” Lifting your head, seeing his body facing you and watching you with soft, droopy, sleeping eyes. 

“Don’t stop having those feelings for me. I don’t want those to leave while mine are starting to arrive.” He mumbled quietly, before taking a sneeze. 

Handing him a tissue, letting the gears in your head turn. “Wait, Arrive. What??”

“Yeah, I kinda wish I’m not all snotty sick and sleepy when I confessed.” He admits, letting his head fall back onto his pillow. 

“Well you wouldn’t have to if you just took my umbrella yesterday.”

“I didn’t want you to get sick.” He mumbled. 

“Awwww, you really do care about me.” You coo pinching his cheek. 

Rolling his eyes. “Yeah, whatever.” He scoffs. 

“Ok maybe I do care about you,” he quickly mumbles. 

“So you should leave or you’ll get sick too.”

Shaking your head, “No it’s fine, if I get sick you’ll take care of me I’m not too worried.” You smile at him. 

Letting out a sigh knowing that you aren’t gonna leave. 

He starts to toss in the bed pulling the blanket higher, looking like he’s ready to go to sleep. You watch as his eyes fall close and his breathing becomes slower. 

“You know I had two umbrellas.” You fall backwards giggling at Wonwoo’s reaction. 

[phefics]

Your headcanons might just be my favorite ever!! Ily!! What about THG headcanons for how they would propose?? Or if you've dine that already, generally your wedding.

omg tysm!! you didn't specify just the guys like ppl usually do so just in case i'm gonna do all the characters i write for!! hope you like it!!

coryo (politician coryo specifically) would probably plan an elaborate but private proposal - as much he loves to show you off, to bring you to parties and brag about his partner, he does like to keep his vulnerable side hidden from most people, so i think he would want to propose with no prying eyes. he would give you some long, cheesy speech and buy you the finest ring possible.

finnick takes you to the beach he grew up on in district 4, and treats you to a beautiful evening of food and wine, swimming, and then proposes to you by putting the ring in an oyster and telling you to look for the pearl. when you pull out a ring instead, he just grins like a fool and pops the question. he definitely cries when you say yes and just hugs you for what feels like an hour straight.

gale just asks if you want to marry him one day, like it's a totally casual and normal thing to ask out of nowhere. if you say yes, then he'll go get the ring and ask you officially this time, probably in a nice secluded place in the woods.

haymitch does it similarly to gale - just super casual. he strikes me as a "go down to the courthouse and sign the papers" kinda guy when it comes to marriage. if he knows you want something more romantic, though, he'd do his best to plan some kind of dinner to pop the question.

johanna seems like she'd do it super dramatically, but i think she would actually be very romantic about it, but still casual. she takes you out and waits until you arrive back home to ask, in the safety and privacy of your house (and so she can push you back onto the couch for a make out session when you say yes).

katniss has no idea how to propose, i think you might have to do it tbh. she is just not super romantic, or at least, she isn't good at showing it. if she did propose to you, though, she would work her ass off to get you the nicest gift possible and would probably stutter and stumble over her words when she asked. she's a small wedding kinda gal too.

lucy gray would make it a whole big show. she plans a whole fancy day, probably makes you do some kind of scavenger hunt to find your ring, and probably asks you to marry her via a beautiful song. marrying lucy gray means the entire covey is gonna be partying all night long.

peeta is a classic romantic guy, he's gonna take you out to dinner and pop the question on a nice nighttime walk, and give you a whole sappy speech that makes you cry. he is just so genuine and charming about the whole thing.

sejanus is gonna be super nervous to pop the question, and probably overplan a whole fancy night only to end up asking you before his plan starts because you look so good in the outfit he picked out for you that he just blurts it out.

tigris would probably prefer to be proposed to, but if she were to pop the question herself, it would be a very chill and intimate moment. the ring she gives you is probably a family heirloom and she apologizes that it isn't anything fancier, but it is an absolutely beautiful ring and she would also probably make her own wedding dress.

[hamofjustice]

nemona's sync pair story in pokemon masters ex can be viewed anytime as soon as you recruit her, and in just a couple minutes of dialogue we scarlet/violet story analyzers get some great subtext-made-text and new subtext:

confirmation of one instance of nemona working herself really hard for the sake of others and seeing anything less as a display of her own weakness and letting them down (even if the others are her pokemon in this case). it's something that i thought always seemed likely to be a theme with her if we knew more about her, with stuff like her mostly un-commented-on arm brace / compression glove and perfectly clean room nearly devoid of personality outside of her meticulous schedule and displays of her achievements, and what that implied about her relationship with her family, teachers, and idol

recontextualization of why she wears sporty athletic wear and runs around everywhere, even though she's a straight-A nerd who has to take a break every 50 feet when she initially takes you to school and is still winded enough to be worthy of comment from arven by the time you're running around in area zero

the fact that penny, the otaku shut-in, did not get called out like this means either she performed exactly as arven expected her to based on how she looked, or that nemona was doing the worst out of all of the group and might actually have some kind of chronic condition / disability like some fans theorize. nemona's stamina now being revealed to be a long standing insecurity of hers despite shrugging it off with a joke in area zero implies the latter to me

if she shrugged off a long standing insecurity with a joke, that could potentially say a lot about any other things she didn't want to make a big deal about that fans are a little suspicious of, like saying her parents were "hands-off in a good way" with her while her sister got all the attention, which i definitely think was an deflective understatement or simply not realizing there's a problem

and if her low stamina and "bad throwing" are in fact due to some kind of condition and mostly out of her control, that also makes her calling herself weak that much more tragically unfair to herself. someone hug this kid please

i trust these folks to write a compelling nemona if they were given the chance to, not just a fun and cute one. they get it.

her 15 minute storyline from her debut event is mostly just good fun with her meeting a bunch of people and almost winning a big tournament with her new friends hilda and bede. it also, however, touches upon how sad she is that people mostly get jealous of her rather than feel inspired by her (which she actually comes up with a motivational speech to try and combat this time, with hilda's help). it even has her tell blue and bede that florian/juliana back home is "a precious treasure" to her, which made me melt into boiling taffy.

now i'm looking forward to whatever else they come up with when nemona's more plot-driving friends arrive. despite how cheesy and hit-or-miss pokemon masters tends to be, they're treating scarlet/violet with respect so far. it's canon to me. i kinda need that right now when we're not sure what the friend trio are gonna get in the DLC of the actual game.

[merlucide]

Satoru Gojo random HCs

notes: Yeesh idk if this is good or not😬

words: 651

warnings: suggestive content, curse words

((Reader has boobs(ignore if you don’t)) —————————————————————

gojo as boyfriend/husband is one hell of a ride.

He’s constantly teasing you whenever

wherever. He love’s annoying you and how

annoyed you get. He 100% does it in public

too. Gojo already drives everyone nuts and

they all feel bad for you having to deal with it

24/7.

He’s also super handsy- but we already knew

that. He always keeps his hand around your

waist when in public(or home ofc).loves

holding you hands and kissing you knuckles,

then saying something super cheesy but

totally meaning it.

you get so embarrassed when gojo does

something stupid in public and ends up with

you being mad at him. If you aren’t talking to

him he will deadass say:

“so sex is off the table tonight huh?”

You probably throw sum at him.

poor megumi gets secondhand

embarrassment so bad from the situations

you get in. His face is all scrunched up in

visible discomfort. He thought you were

mental for being with Gojo.

anywho- Shopaholic Gojo. gojo totally buys

shit he doesn’t need. A shoe umbrella? Hell

ya! A watermelon stroller? It’s totally

practical! A dancing cactus?(yes that one)

dance parties got an upgrade! He loves

spoiling you ofc ofc, he’ll come home and it

would go sum like this:

“okay okay okay- close your eyeeees”

“Satoru, I already told you I- I don’t need anything-“

“Ahh abababaa shhhh- puuuuut your hands out! Okay open your eyes!”

“Oooo…ohh?!.. Oh baby….you, you got me glow in the dark toilet paper”

Gojo does love buying you actually nice things

though. He gives you his card telling you to go

crazy and buy whatever. He buys you the

fanciest clothes because money isn’t a

problem. You’ve tried telling him you don’t

need all of these things but he just says he

love spoiling you.

((Okay gojo would 100% do this))

Gojo definitely likes to spoon you. He likes

knowing you’re safe in his arms. Feeling your

chest moving up and down and the soft

sound of your breathing, he finds it soothing.

Don’t get me wrong he LOVES to be held, just

not as he sleeps, it’s too vulnerable for him.

Now I’ve been thinking. Is Gojo Satoru an ass,

tit, or thigh kinda guy. I think the fandom has

nominated him as a tit guy lol. I don’t think he

would care to much if you were busty or flat

as long as he can grab something lol. He loves

leaving hickeys on your thighs though- omg

when he’s done he looks up through his

lashes and omggghehehehehsh😩😩 ((bffr

he would leave hickies anywhere and

everywhere. In such obvious places too))

gojo is totally the type to see the rain and ask

to dance in it with you- he just wants to dance

with you, any type- could be a clumsy waltz or

a dance in your bedroom kind. As long as you

both are happy.

Gojo doesn’t shut up about you either.

Everyone at the school knows more about

you than you even do. He brags sm too.

gojo is constantly go go go, so when you guys

have soft moments(very rare), he savors

them. You both are just cuddled up close, soft

giggles, long stares, and few to none words

being exchanged. You could stay in your

lovers arms for eternity.

when gojo crashes after loads of stress, he

crashes hard. He doesn’t want to fall apart, he

hates that it’s happening to him. He doesn’t

want to burden you either. He just goes to you

and lets you hold up as he clutches to your

shirt. Just pet his hair and sway softly whilst

whispering sweet nothings. He needs you

more than you could ever know. You’re his

everything.

You and gojo have been through thick and thin and you guys are still together! Whata couple

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I am so sorry if it’s bad- I can’t tell. 😣

reblogs are appreciated!!

made December 11th 2023

[cat3ch1sm]

⚰️~ hello, everyone- i am back! thank you all for your patience and support<3 i apologize to all those who have requests pending, i have resumed work on them now. :) here are some death note headcanons, enjoy!

・┆✦ʚ🤍ɞ✦ ┆・ slight nsfw, gn!reader

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐢𝐜/𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐩𝐚𝐧 𝐬/𝐨!

light yagami

ᥫ᭡ he enjoys the quiet and also admires how independent you are. light isn’t a fan of overly bubbly and emotional people, so you’re just what he needs

~ however, sometimes it is a little annoying when you hardly react to things he has strong feelings about

~ he doesn’t see your expression change at all very often, so when you smile one of your rare smiles it does make him happy. if light is just in one of those moods he might tease you a little to try and make you lose your composure by kissing or touching you unexpectedly. and while you do have a hell of a poker face, he loves seeing the color gradually stain your cheeks.

l lawliet

ᰔᩚ l obviously isn’t that sociable and finds it difficult to talk to people, and having a partner is new to him. sometimes it can be a little overwhelming, so he’s glad you never push him to talk to you too much and you aren’t super dependent.

~ he does find you mildly intimidating sometimes- your sense of sarcasm has sent more than a few people home in tears

~ the only thing is that sometimes when the two of you are alone, l mistakes the silence for tension. your body language and facial expression are just really cold and uninviting sometimes (though of course you don’t mean it). so he’ll ask out of the blue if you’re alright or if you need anything.

near

𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 i don’t think near would mind your personality at all. he’s probably the most similar to you out of all of the guys mentioned here. anyway, he’s very focused on his work, so having a low-maintenance s/o is good for him. don’t get me wrong though, near still treats you right when you need to be :D

~ one day, though, experimentally, i think near would randomly put a strand of hair on top of your head when you sit next to each other. just to see how you’d react. chances are he’d get little to no reaction, and just for fun, he’d do these little things to see if you would acknowledge them. although you’re hard to crack, he’d get a noticeable reaction whenever he touched you or told you sweet things like “i love you” or “you’re beautiful/handsome.” so he’d definitely start doing that type of stuff more.

mello

♡ ̆̈ okay ngl i feel like an emotionless, stony s/o wouldn’t go well with mello. he’s already got a ton of shit going on in his life, so coming back to a completely blank face and no warm greeting from you might not be the best. mello really needs some sort of tranquilizer, someone who balances his storm with the sun. you definitely wouldn’t be that😭 i can see him possibly getting aggressive when you don’t react to something the way he wants you to. he’s just so angry and you’re stony and unreadable. it would make mello mad that you aren’t as fiery as he is about the things he’s passionate about, and you would probably grow tired quickly of the aggression. you’re the type to just one day walk out and not tell him anything. you’re both a problem here ☠️

matt

‹𝟹 matt is the total opposite of you- outgoing, funny, mischievous. that said, it’s in his nature to want to try and melt the wall of ice that seems to surround you constantly.

~ he’s constantly making corny jokes and using cheesy pick-up lines on you simply to get a reaction. matt also takes advantage of the fact that you’re his s/o and teases you way too much with the touching, kissing you randomly on the lips or neck or pulling you down onto his lap. he rarely gets a big reaction from you (unless you’re in bed 😀) but matt always notices when your breathing speeds up and the barely audible moans that escape your lips.

~ he’s also kinda like that one sibling who walks into your room just to throw something at you and walk out like nothing happened. matt loves to randomly put his clothes on your head, like even if it’s just some random sweater he’ll just drop it on your head to see you swipe it off and cast him a resentful look. sometimes though, even with his stupid jokes, he’ll earn a smile from you here and there, which never fail to make his day.

[your-local-hoemie]

ꕥ Genshin Impact ꕥ boyfriend headcanons, mondstadt boy’s edition~

Warnings: Fluff, swearing, kinda suggestive, not proof read, gn!reader.

Summary: random head cannons about some of the mondstadt boys and how they act as your boyfriend uwu. (I have no idea what I’m doing)

Characters: venti, diluc, kaeya, albedo.

this is my first attempt so I’m so sorry in advance if it’s bad 💀

(I'll also do a part 2 if anyone is interested in this train-wreck)

VENTI~

- This smug little shit

-Extremely flirty and without even trying

-ESPECIALLY when he’s decided to down another nights worth of dandelion wine in less than a hour, much to Dilucs horror

“Ehe~ Windblume, you can resonate with my anemo statue anytime you please”

“VENTI NO”

-Loves to engage in bird behaviour and bring you little trinkets he finds

-Personal space? What’s that? My man is constantly holding onto you in one way or other

-Feeling down? Be prepared to be peppered with kisses and head pats

-Will purposely come up with songs to cheer you up and has no shame in serenading you in public!

-If you’ve been overworking yourself too much he WILL intervene~

-picks you up bridal style and carries you to a quiet place no matter how much you protest

-My man is sTRONG! He may look like a scrawny himbo small but please keep in mind that this is the archon that levelled mountains!

-Literally your biggest cheerleader

“Venti what do you think of my outfit?”

“My love, even the finest wine in Tyvat could not make my head spin as much as you”

-Loves to call you overly cheesy pet-names such as: archons most beloved/sugar apple/song bird/windblume/dear

-Invites you out to Angels Share at least 4 times a day

-Brings you Cecilia's and dandelions almost every day! even if you have hayfever

-Poor boy doesn't understand flowers can be lethal

-He has ALL the time in the world so when he's not drunk off his gourde you can bet he'll be dedicating that time to you!

-He ADORES listening to you! seriously! saw a weird looking bug? he'll want to hear about it!

-Will listen to literally anything you want to talk about for hours/days/a god damn eternity!

-Will be watching you!

-I swear, he doesn't mean to be creepy he just cares about you and your safety~

-Romantic idiots~

-Random nose boops when he thinks you’re being cute

DILUC~

-A born and raised gentleman!

-Absolutely despises the idea of you doing commissions for the KOF

-If this man see's you drinking with Kaeya be prepared for the most passive aggressive of man children you can come across-

"Darling I think you've had enough to drink. please let me escort you home"

"But Kaeya was just telling me about when you were childre-"

"Kaeya? Ah~ apologies, I seem to of mistook you for a over-watered house plant"

-He is NOT having it

-Surprisingly very flirty???

-has and will continue to name new drinks after you!!

-"Man I wish I could afford that" oh you sweet thing.

-You can

-Saw a outfit you really liked? jewellery maybe?

-You can bet your perfect little peach that it'll be waiting, neatly placed in a fancy box for you at home

-Romantic date nights AND dancing under the stars god i'm lonley

-Let's you style his hair!

-It's so fluffy how could you NOT!?

-Will walk around with the flowers you put in it with pride!

-Also with a face just as red as his hair if you tell him he's pretty~

-His go to pet names for you are: darling/dear/sunshine/love

-Will open doors with a little bow for you~

-Will get jealous if a little kid says that they want to marry you when they grow up

-Breakfast in bed

-every morning without fail!

-if he can’t wake you up himself he’ll leave a cute little love note and a rose aaAAAAA

-This man is so good at aftercare omggg

-little head kisses and cuddles that not even another archon war could pull you from

-Finds it adorable seeing how well you bond with the maids and staff

-I DARE the fatui to lay a finger on you

-Or anyone in general

-He knows you can stand your own easily but poor man is just so worried

-Has given up trying to convince you not to do commissions and even accompanies you sometimes

-Will read to you before bed~

-Has you lay on his chest or lap and pets your head while reading

-Idk why but I have this hc where he’s secretly really good at making specifically cookies

-Definitely hasn't considered having a hand crafted ring with your birth stone made more than once

KAEYA~

-Oh boy

-Flirty

-Too flirty

-Man will complement your ass at least 5 times a day

-He NEEDS you to know you're attractive to him

-Romantic idiots 2.0

-Diluc and Jean have had to scold you more than once for getting into the most ridiculous situations

-Once got kicked out of Angels Share after you both decided to have a drinking competition and ended up climbing on the tables to taunt Diluc

"You can't throw us out if you can't reach us luci~"

-He could and did

-Loves to run you a bath after a long day!

-Rose petals, candles, your favourite drink. Just ask and he’ll provide~

-Likes to “help” you wash

-Supports any idea you have no matter how god awfully ridiculous it is

-Participates in said god awful ideas

-Picnics on sunny days~

-Feeds you strawberries while watching the clouds i'm going to cry

-Jean has to scold him for day dreaming about you during work

-Give him a flower crown. nOW

-You won't even be able to pry it from his dead body istg

-Literally preserves it with his cryo just to make sure it lasts

-You once persuaded Diluc to come over for dinner

-You didn't do it again

-Though they both do try to get along for you~

-Kaeya.exe will stop working if you wear a skirt no matter what you identify as

-He's not a pervert I swear he just finds you irresistible

-When the knights throw a ball you two are instantly recognised as a power couple

-Hottest guests there istg

-Endless dancing even when there's no music

"Ohoh~ we don't need instruments to dance my dear. Not when our heartbeats can be our rythem"

-Smooth little shi-

-Man has cake. don't act suprised.

-Will get so flustered if you give it a little ground shaking slap

-Purposely annoys you just to watch you get all flustered

-Fav pet names are: Love/dear/snowflake/sweetheart

ALBEDO~

-What I wouldn't do for this man

-A sweet, pure, innocent bean

-Not to mention a gentleman

-First time he realised he had feelings for you, he was so confused

-Dude was like-

"What is this feeling? I'm so sorry traveller it appears i'm not accustomed to such emotions. I will have to conduct research into this"

-You actually had to awkwardly explain what it was

-He was also the last one to find out about it

-Everyone who saw you two together knew just from his body language

-Very smiley boy

-Very blushy boy

-Doesn't pick flowers for you

-Why would he?

-Not when he can cREATE them himself!

-He's still a little confused so give him some patience

-Affectionately calls your dates "research"

-Adores everything you do

-Has a actual fucking notebook filled with everything he loves about you

-Will read it to you if you're feeling sad

-His muse

-sketches you every chance he gets

-He just thinks you're neat beautiful in a ethereal way

-Loves going on commissions with you!

-Experiments with new creations to assist with them!

-Somehow got you a music box that plays your fav song

-Cute romantic dances under the stars 2.0

-He gets too flustered to do pda but he loves to hold hands

-Gets all blushy and constantly has to clear his throat

-Precious baby

-Ask him about his experiments please I'm begging you

-He'll get so excited and explain everything he's been doing with the biggest smile you'll ever see

-Klee adores you too!

-When he see’s how well you’ve bonded with each other he can’t help but feel like his heart is going to explode with happiness and warmth

-That is until he realises his heart isn’t the thing doing the exploding

-Stop encouraging this child to blow up timmie’s birds for food you absolute menace

-likes to bake with you!

- He says it reminds him of alchemy since you combine ingredients over heat

-he also gets cake out of it so how can he refuse

-you made him wear a apron that say’s “best boyfriend” once and sucrose walked in

-he thinks about that a lot at night

-he might not have a clue of what he’s doing but he’s determined to learn for you

-you’re his greatest experiment yet~

-his go to name’s for you areee: starlight/sweetheart/muse/flower/love/dear/darling.

(I hope this was ok! I’ve wanted to write this stuff for a while but I’ve been too anxious so please be nice or I will cry 💀)

[monimccoythings]

SFW Alphabet: Bowser

B=Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Knowing him, he would be a very possessive and jealous friend (he is working on that, he promises) but also the most loyal and trustworthy you'll ever have. If you need him, he'll be there for you no matter what.

You hang out to listen to music, help him with his new compositions, and give him actually pretty good advice on love. (not knowing he is asking because of you lol)

The friendship started when you casually talked to him instead of cowering away with fear like the other residents of the Mushroom Kingdom would. That's when he knew you were special and vowed to never let anything happen to you.

O= Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Before he overwhelms you with his entire life story, he would like to be well settled in the relationship (a week). He sure loves to share everything that crosses his mind, once he starts, he doesn't stop, not that you mind, because you could spend hours just listening to him ramble about himself. You find his deep voice dreamy.

W= Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes. You are his whole life, his better half. Losing you would mean losing a part of himself that could never be recovered. He suffers even when you just go to buy some groceries and he has to stay at home. He loves you that much.

S= Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

EXTREMELY PROTECTIVE. Turtle man is possessive and jealous and fears any of his many enemies will do something to you just to get to him. Since keeping you inside the castle is out of the question after several very serious talks you had to have with him, if he is not present, his best koopa soldier will be at your side 24/7 protecting you from any kind of danger. If he is present the moment you are in danger, that foolish enemy will know why he is the most feared menace of the Mushroom Kingdom, if he has to go Giga he will.

Honestly, he has always considered himself to be the protector of the two, since he is so mighty, Bowser never considered having to seek protection from you, no offense, but in his eyes you are tiny and delicate like a porcelain doll. That's why he was surprised when he saw you standing up to him when someone was badmouthing him. It felt kinda nice to see that you were so willing to believe that even he could have something good deep down.

E= Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He will never end things, sorry but you're stuck with him forever because he is madly in love with you.

If it's you the one who decided to end the relationship, the world will know his fury and grief like no other's. You think the form he adopted during Bowser's Fury was scary? Well, then get ready for what's coming, because a brokenhearted Bowser is a force to be reckoned with. The sad part? He doesn't want revenge on you for leaving him, he just wants to stop hurting so much.

R= Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Bowser is a hopeless romantic, he believes in fairytales, he thinks himself as some sort of Prince Charming, and above all he believes in love at first sight.

The first time he saw you was a moment he likes to describe as magical. It was like something out of a cheesy movie, with a crush filter, hair flowing in the wind and romantic music playing. Time seemed to stop for him.

Oh, he knew you were the one.

[in3rci4]

DIFFERENT LEONARDO'S VERSION DATING HCS ( part 1 )

1984 ( Mirage comics )

Really shy with PDA , but he would excuse himself as " respectful " with you in front of the others

Would steal flowers and clothes for you , and if you get mad for him doing it , he will ask April for help to buy you things that he thinks that you would like

Tries to call you everytime that he can to check up on you

He can't listen to love songs anymore without thinking about you , so if he's far away from you he would probably try to avoid them to not get sentimental

He likes to help you clean , but hates doing the dishes and washing clothes , he hopes you do those for him

In private , he would tease you with dirty jokes just to see you blush

Tries to be on time with your dates , but fails , and feels like the worse boyfriend in the world

Silent jealous , but he tries to be logical about it , but in the end makes him more self conscious , and goes to Splinter , April or Donatello for an advice

Kinda of a stalker , but only if you are out of your home

Loves quality time , it's his first love language after service

Always makes sure you ain't there when he's killing someone , doesn't want you to get traumatized or scared of him

1987 ( Cartoon )

Not totally shy with PDA , but if he didn't initiate it , he would get all blushy and flustered

Writes you his favorites songs lyrics in letters

Would ask April to buy you clothes on his color

He would probably suggest more than once to investigate if it's possible for a teenage couple to marry , do not tell him the truth

A lot of pet names for you , and for him , it only takes the most cheesy pet name to convince him to do anything you want

Would try to learn how to cook better for you

Dramatically jealous , but it only takes a kiss or two to calm him down

Movie dates are now your routine

His main love language is physical / verbal affection and service

90's ( 90's movies )

50/50 with PDA , he would hug you all you want but he's shy with kisses in front of others

In secret would steal things that you like but he would tell you that he found them or bought them

From time to time likes to give you a drawing , sometimes of you , landscapes that you both visited , your most used stuff , etc

He would totally ask you to come to the sewers and " help " him on training ( not against you , he just can't ) , but he only wants to show off

Silent jealous but he would be too obvious about it that it's not even silent anymore , but nothing that a good talk can't resolve

Would also try to show off his dance skills , but he doesn't know how to slow dance , in that case he would try make himself invisible

Would give you his slice of pizza and katanas if you ask nicely ( You know , the type of flirty nice )

Quality time and gifts are his main language

[kyelsilly]

okay so i am feeling like going on a little rant so!!!!!!!!!

i love my boyfriend SO much. i love everything about him like seriously.

i met him in 2021 and honestly the second i got home i was telling my mum all about him, i never thought id meet someone i admired as much as i did him let alone have him be my friend!! it was at a really scary point in my life actually because i was about to come out as trans publicly to my school a couple of weeks after i met him and he was already out when he got to my school!!! he made me feel so at ease about it and honestly such a coincidence like that almost makes me kinda believe maybe we were like... meant to met???? i know that's really cheesy but honestly it's hard for me to believe it's possible any other way, i mean,,, i live in a TINY town and meeting someone so perfect for me was never something i could have expected

also when i met him i was in a pretty rough depressive episode where i was missing a lot of school and struggling to get up in the mornings but since meeting him it has become significantly easier to get out of bed and do things, he motivates me daily just to do little things and i appreciate him more than anything for that.

i've been through a lot with him through all of the time that i've known him, we've basically talked daily since we met and i don't know where i'd be without him honestly /pos

he helped me a lot on my journey with discovering and understanding my neurodivergence and he has been nothing but compassionate and supportive towards me the whole way, he's somebody who really understands me on a deeper level that i feel like nobody else in person has come close to before, and it feels amazing. i don't feel misunderstood on any level around him and i feel like i can truly unmask around him without fearing driving him away or annoying him.

also he's just. so good to me all of the time. not even just when i'm upset but he's such a sweetheart and has made me feel really content and satisfied in myself as a person and also in the things i do just due to him being so supportive and loving regardless of what i'm doing. he makes me feel pretty and also makes me feel proud of myself for lots of different little things that i do in my daily life. i could never feel more loved by him. he's a great person and he means the world to me.

even when we were just friends this dude was just. absolutely perfect who let him be this amazing???????? seriously man??????

we've shared so many moments together of all kinds of different emotions and i wouldn't trade a second of any of it for the world

he just makes me feel so happy and hopeful for the future and everything that will come with it, i can't wait until we can finally live together and i can fall asleep next to him every single night

being in love is just. such an amazing feeling especially being so deep in it NOT TO MENTION having it reciprocated so strongly i could not ask for anything more than this genuinely

he is so admirable in so many ways and he constantly motivates me to do things ranging from getting out of bed to doing silly little drawings to planning out my future even if he isn't directly trying to do any of those things he still does it and i could not thank him enough for that

not only is he my boyfriend but he is also my best friend and when i say that i mean it wholeheartedly. we are very romantic towards one another but we also spend a lot of moments just giggling and talking about little things, sometimes he makes me believe in soulmates i'm gonna be completely real on this one

i still remember our first kiss from a few years ago now, we were in the school library and we'd been talking about wanting to share our first kiss for a few days and we were both really nervous but he ended up initiating it - it's really sweet to think about seeing our development in our relationship from then to now and how kisses aren't as big and scary anymore

also since we're getting older now we get to sleep over at each other's places a lot more often and getting to wake up next to him ejdkhdfbj/vvpos whenever we live together my back will never be cold again

sometimes i just want to throw him into the sun /pos /aff

also have i mentioned how pretty he is without even doing anything to put any effort into it???????? dude could have the craziest bedhead known to man and i will still be smiling my ass off staring at him he is just so beautiful i hate eye contact with most people but his eyes are just so pretty

also also im starting to put together this little trinket box of things i have from dates we've had / memories i have with him and it makes me soooo happy to have a lot of little silly things like that

we listen to music in the car / in class together a lot too and i get so giddy just indulging in songs that he likes and that remind me of him ehshdhfhef music is great and so is he

he is so important to me and i feel really important to him too jfhjhkfbgjkf i love him sooooo much i feel so safe around him

have i mentioned we've been together for two years and counting btw :3 our anniversary is 04.04.22 best day ever fr

i dont think i could ever nor have i ever looked at somebody the same way i look at him

i could just ramble for houuuurrrssssssssssssss

have i mentioned how much i love him yet because i love him a lot

im going to calm down now ive been typing for a while giggling.... but hes my everything

[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

Ah okay that makes perfect sense! I know how controversial of a topic it is and how sensative a lot of people can be since it's a touchy subject. So I just wanted to make sure it was okay before actually requesting anything.

So obviously take as much time as you need! This is in no way a urgent ask so please, don't feel pressured.

Could you write about Kuroo, Suga, Suna or Iwaizumi (I don't care who, you can pick from those guys<3) with a boyfriend who has like a lot of older scars, some that still kinda aren't healed and can tear open if not managed properly. Ooh like they find out about the cuts because the reader fucked up and accidenally stretched the skin too much and it started bleeding.

Also also, I really like your writing. It's so cute! Have a good night/day

Thank you for being so considerate! I hope this is okay, I might make another piece based on your ask that's a little more specific to your words, but this is just what came out when I got to writing.

In the end, it's domestic Kuroo comfort, hope you like <3

'Honey I'm home!'

Tetsuro loves the corny greeting, always comes through the front door with a cheesy grin on his face and kicks off his shoes, hanging up his blazer.

He's a man of habit, every day he announces himself to the home, and every day, his boyfriend greets him with rolled eyes and some witty remark.

Every day...except today.

After prolonged silence, Kuroo pauses, listening for anything in your shared him in search of his lover. Had he missed a text? You always tell him if you won't be home before him.

Just in case, he checks his phone, and finds that he hasn't heard a word from you since lunch.

'(Y/N)?'

He steps further into the house, skimming around moving boxes yet to be unpacked, turning down the hall to the bedrooms, only to stop in his tracks, staring at a glaring crimson stain on your beige carpet.

Worry gripped him and he immediately went into frantic search mode, calling your name louder while diving into the master bedroom.

The ensuite bathroom door was wide open, lights on, and he sees you sat on the edge of the bathtub.

You looked up, glassy eyed, but pulled on a sheepish smile. 'Oh, hey baby.'

'Hey, what happened, Kit?' His voice is soft, reassuring even as he takes in the faded, washed out blood in the bottom of the bathtub and the sink.

'I...I'm sorry.' You whimpered, wiping at your cheeks with your bare arm. 'I thought it'd be okay, but...'

Tetsuro knelt in front of you, checking that you'd already patched yourself up properly.

His hands are warm, gentle, tracing and mapping every mark, new and old, gingerly skirting around the ones you'd managed to damage by overworking yourself.

His touch calms the pain, eases your urge to glare at the marks on your own skin.

Content that you'd taken care of the physical, he cupped your cheeks, pads of his thumbs gently wiping away the tears and stopping you from rubbing your eyes any harder.

'Don't be sorry, okay? I've got you now, baby.' His words made the anxiety grow quiet, the warmth of him soaking into your icy, prickled skin while the kiss he pressed to your forehead made the pain seem a far off memory. 'Let's get you comfortable. Want me to carry you?'

'No, I'm fine.'

He fixed you with a suspicious look, and you relented. You didn't need him to carry you, but that doesn't mean you don't want him too.

Tetsuro helped you into comfortable clothes (his) and then wrapped you in the softest blanket you had before settling you on the sofa.

He cuddled with you for a while, nuzzling into your neck and planting playful kisses on any skin he can reach while murmuring about how his day went after you asked.

He doesn't ask, doesn't need to. He knows you far too well, knows that you need distraction for now. You can deal with everything going on in your head later, right now, you bury your face in your boyfriend's chest and convince him to order takeout so he wouldn't have to get up and leave you to make dinner.

'You know, there's no need to rush your healing, right?' Tetsuro purred, his arms securely around your waist, lips pressed to your temple. 'It doesn't have to be fast, or linear, taking a step back doesn't mean you can't go forward anymore.'

'I know. Thank you baby.' You could have purred under his attention, solidifying his nickname for you. "Kit" was a result of his first instinct to call you kitty, and your insistence that it made you feel like a neko anime chic.

'I don't see how that's a bad thing.' Kuroo had chortled. 'But if you don't like it, I can think of something else.'

'Sooo, KFC?'

You rolled your eyes, leaning up to steal a kiss from his lips. 'I love you, dork.'

[kiriiqt]

Hello ^_^ I hope your requests are still open, I also hope this ask isn't too vague ^^'. I would like to ask for an angst/comfort scenario (with happy end please) with Venti and his s/o. If possible something with that ominous upside-down statue of him. It gives me really bad vibes, if you know what I mean, like I have a feeling that it will affect him somehow later in the game.

great pretender

- loving an archon is never easy, and the reminder of this is always harsh

characters: venti x reader a/n: thanks for your request! and requests are always open, unless otherwise stated in my pinned, so no worries. I'm so sorry for the wait. no excuses, just life happened. warnings: y’all are kinda mean to each other but good ending! aether is the og best friend. ending is cheesy.

He was always good at pretending.

Pretending that everything was well. That he wasn’t hurting. That the weight of an entire nation on his shoulders didn’t affect him in the slightest. Pretending to be whatever people needed him to be. Pretending that he wasn’t affected by erosion, like so many others of his kind were. That he didn’t miss those lost to time. That he wasn’t so, so lonely.

For him, pretending was a tool of the trade; prancing around on stage, reciting tales of old and new, playing his lyre, all seemingly without a care in the world, yet with enough grace and dignity to honor the legends the tales were about. It never seemed hard for him; it never wore him down. Or so, he liked to pretend.

You used to joke that his theatrics, his mask that he so carefully maintained, belonged in one of the circuses of Fontaine, and he would laugh with you. You’d laugh together, and you’d half-heartedly remind him to take care of himself, and he’d tell you not to worry about him. It became a routine, though a short lived one. It didn’t take long for all your remarks to stop coming, the weight of the truth ingrained in them too heavy to bear. You saw how he had gotten weaker. How the breezes he once had conjured so easily now left him breathless, even more so when he tried to hide his frantic gasps for air. He’d grip your arm as if you were a lifeline, his one hope for survival - and yet, he’d wave you off with a smile the second you expressed any concern. Really, the only time he’d touch on the topic was whenever your face fell a little too far, and even then, his words of comfort didn’t reach you. Eventually, it became an unspoken rule; you didn’t bring up his worsening condition, and he made no attempts at reassuring you. You were thankful for that. You’d rather not see the look he had on his face when you snapped at him, ever again.

“If you’re going to tell me another white lie, I’d rather you don’t say anything at all.”

Something flashed in Venti’s eyes; surprise, hurt, maybe even a bit of fear. He hadn’t ever heard you snap at anyone like that, much less him, you realized. Exhaling, you crossed your arms and turned away from Venti, entire body tense.

To your surprise, he wasn't quick to reply. For once, he didn’t jump into a tedious explanation full of empty promises, and for a moment you wondered if you had finally gotten to him.

“...I’m sorry, love.”

You bit your lip in anger, both at him and yourself.

“...Hello? Anyone home?”

Aether raises an eyebrow at your lack of response, his outstretched hand wavering slightly, before he retracts it. Or, tries to; you yank the envelope from his grip, seemingly free from your daze. He rolls his eyes, and Paimon cocks her head to the side with a curious expression on her face.

“You seem out of it! Everything okay?” She asks with a smile, and you nod, mumbling something about being tired. Aether’s eyebrows furrow in concern.

“...Venti again?”

You nod in defeat, and Paimon’s expression morphs into one of annoyance. She hangs her head, exasperated.

“The tone-deaf bard? What did he do this time?!”

Weighing your options, you decide to spare yourself the trouble.

“Just causing trouble and expecting me to get him out of it again. Business as always.”

Paimon lets out a yell, following it up with various insults, as she floats about, punching the air in a comedic fashion. It earns you a few odd looks from passersby, but your attempts at making her quiet down falls on deaf ears. 

Aether shakes his head, though you can’t tell if he’s amused or embarrassed. What you do know, is that he doesn’t believe your lie for one second - judging by the look he gives you, anyway.

‘it’s fine’, you mouth at him, and he rolls his eyes, but at least he spares you the remark that was about to roll off his tongue.

“Anyway - care to tell me what this is?” You ask, holding up the envelope.

Aether crosses his arms; “A commission, duh.” 

You narrow your eyes at the blonde.

“Oh, thank you for enlightening me, it’s not like there’s a massive stamp from the Adventurers Guild on it or anything.” You spit out, voice dripping with sarcasm as you go on. Aether sighs dramatically, motioning for you to open the letter. You reluctantly do so, unfolding it gently - the seal has already been ripped open - and reading it.

To your surprise, the letter is short, asking for ‘The Traveler and their entourage-’ you suppress a laugh at the wording ‘-to report to the Adventurers Guild in Liyue Harbor for further details’. 

You skim over the rest of it, but there isn’t much to read; there are no details of the commission itself, and you assume that there is a liability in passing on the details.

“Ironically, the lack of details makes me feel like this is more complicated than your average bounty.”

Aether nods, lost in thought. 

“So, you in? Or am I going to have to erase your memory of this top-secret encounter?”

You let out a chuckle, handing back the envelope with a remark about his shitty choice of location for a 'top-secret encounter'. Nevertheless, you make your way towards Katheryne’s booth, rummaging through your bag to find your badge.

She smiles at you as you approach.

“Welcome! I presume you will be joining the Traveler?”

You nod.

“Yes, if possible.”

She turns around with a smile, and opens one of the many drawers in the back of the booth, humming gently as she skims through the names on the folders.

“Ah, there it is.” She mumbles, and soon enough, she’s flipping through your file.

“Your current commissions are not marked as time sensitive, so I will put them on hold for you and inform the employers.”

You smile. “Perfect. Thanks, Katheryne.”

“It’s no issue at all. I will just need your signature. Here,” She quickly makes a note in your folder and slides it towards you, along with her pen, and you jot down your signature with a small ‘thanks’.

“Then you’re good to go. Take care. Ad astra abyssosque!"

You repeat the words, and set off with a wave.

Back at the square, Aether is sitting on a bench, fiddling with his scarf - Paimon is nowhere to be found, you realize, but she has a tendency to disappear and then appear out of nowhere.

“Esteemed traveler, your entourage has returned!”

He looks up at you as you laugh, clearly unimpressed with your antics. Still, he smiles as he gets up.

“Anything you need to do before we set off?”

“Not really, I’ll stock up in Liyue anyway.”

He opens his mouth to ask another question, hesitating for a moment, but still continues.

“...No one you wanna say bye to? This commission could drag out for a while, we don’t know.”

You’re lost in thought for a moment. An uneasy feeling spreads in your stomach as you recall your last conversation with Venti, just two days prior, and you know Aether has a point.

Still, you shake your head.

“No, let’s just go. He ran off somewhere anyway - haven’t heard from him for two days.” The last part comes out more meek than you wanted it to, and you take a deep breath to steady yourself. Aether leans over slightly, trying to catch your gaze; his brows are still furrowed in concern, but he lets it go.

“Okay, if you’re sure…Paimon, we’re heading off!”

You didn’t regret your decision when you passed by the Winery, leaving Mondstadt. You didn’t regret it when you stopped at Wangshu Inn for a break, and Xiao asked you how Venti was doing. You didn’t regret it when you saw Liyue Harbor in the distance, and you didn’t regret it when you finally set off for the actual commission, although the involvement of the Abyss did trigger that uneasy feeling again. No, the regret came much later.

The ruins are quiet, save for the occasional rush of water, or something scurrying across the floor. Sometimes, all you hear is a soft dripping sound; soft enough to drive anyone insane after a prolonged amount of time. Unlike some of the underground caverns you’ve explored, the air is frigid. Paimon’s voice quivers as she comments on how cold it is, and uses it as an excuse to squish herself between the two of you, though you have a feeling that the cold isn’t her only issue with this place. It’s too quiet. Far too quiet.

You all make your way down, with Aether insisting that the two of you stay behind him; you complain, but one look from him makes you bite back your words. The three of you file down in a single line - something that proves to be a good idea, because soon enough, you enter what appears to be a chasm, stretching so far that you can’t see one end. 'You can’t see the bottom either', Paimon squeals, and you bite back a remark about how that should be the least of her worries. To your relief, the stone structures are still somewhat stable, so with appropriate caution, death by falling shouldn’t be a concern for you, either. The way down is also well-lit, mainly by the various elemental devices, and some rays of light coming from the cracks in the surface, far above you. It’s no torch, but it’s enough for you to see.  Not that there’s much to look at. It’s completely empty; not even a stray hilichurl is running about. You occasionally hear some small rocks fall down from the surface, but you never see where they land. 

Paimon follows suit behind both of you, occasionally gripping your shirt with a squeal when she hears something. It’s not the occasional noise that worries you, though; it’s the lack thereof. The entire cavern is suspiciously quiet. You realized it early on, and it's been bugging you ever since. You’re sure Aether noticed as well, though neither of you have mentioned it. The three of you narrowly dodge the weird bubbles floating down the hall, and finally make it to a large staircase, with a door at the top. Aether glances at you, and you nod, preparing to summon your weapon if needed. You make your way up the stairs with caution, convinced that there'll be more than a few Abyss Mages awaiting your arrival. In hindsight, if you could choose - you would rather fight off a horde of Abyssal creatures, if it meant that you wouldn’t have to see what you saw there.

It’s as if everything goes quiet for a second - and then, it unravels. An indescribable feeling of dread hits you like a great wave the moment you climb the stairs; it’s as if every single nerve in your body is alert, your intuition screaming at you to run back to where you came from. It reminds you of how you felt back when you were narrowly dodging Stormterrors’ attacks, or when Osial appeared out of the ocean for the first time; but somehow much stronger.

You freeze; before, you were staring at the odd purple energy swirling around a structure, trying to make out what was behind it, but your attention is pulled away.  There’s a figure at the far end of the room, right below the purple aura, curled up in an odd prayer-like position. Paimon lets go of your shirt and leans forward as Aether approaches cautiously, and you’re half tempted to tell them both to ditch the mission, feign an illness, anything. But, it’s as if your body betrays its own sense of danger; you trail behind the two, albeit slowly.  Paimon speaks, but you’re not paying attention; instead, you shuffle past the two, moving closer against your better judgment to inspect the figure. You cut Paimon off, voice louder than anything you thought you could muster, though still quivering.

“Why have they not moved an inch since we entered the room?"

Aether is by your side in a few steps, examining the figure.His eyes widen briefly.

“...They’re not breathing.”

“Are they dead? Is the Grand Thief dead?!” Paimon yells, voice shrill as ever, and you suppress the urge to shush her.

“Dead, or under a spell. Considering we’re dealing with the Abyss, I hope it isn’t the latter.” You mutter.

Paimon doesn’t reply, and you don’t dwell on it. Instead, you speak up, voice loud and demanding.

“We need to get out. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the only other person we’ve seen here is dead, and there hasn’t been a single monster or Fatui member in here. It’s far too quiet.”

“But wouldn’t that mean that the Abyss has also abandoned this place?” Paimon wonders, and you shrug.

“That, or we’re being watched. Regardless, this could be a trap. We need to leave. Now.” You push yourself off the ground, briefly considering hauling the poor thief with you, but Aether interrupts you.

“I don’t think the Abyss has abandoned this ruin. Look up.” He mumbles, and you swear that you hear his voice quiver. Reluctantly, you listen.

From your position, you can see what’s behind the purple aura, which you now realize is concentrated in a mysterious orb. It’s not the orb Aether is looking at though, it’s the hands that are holding it – hands that belong to a Statue of the Seven, which is suspended upside-down, mid-air.

“Is that…A Statue of the Seven? from Mondstadt?” Paimon asks, voice faltering towards the end. Neither of you reply - both of your gazes are locked on the statue, both in morbid curiosity and fear. You hear Aether’s breathing pick up slightly, and you feel yours do the same. You realize that the origin of the disturbing feeling is the statue, or rather the orb.

The empty feeling in your chest only takes over when you see the defiled statue. Venti’s defiled statue.

Your breath stutters while you try to steady it, counting slowly as you breathe in and out. You’re not injured, thankfully, but the Abyss Herald did a number on you as you dodged his attacks. And that’s only the cherry on top of everything else you’ve encountered today.

Aether approaches your field of vision, and you see the man he was talking to - Dainsleif - cast a concerned glance your way. You answer his question before he gets a chance to ask; “I’m fine, just a bit shaken up”

“You don’t look ‘just a bit shaken up’ to me, if i’m being honest.”

“Ever heard of a white lie, Aether?”

A smile pulls at the corners of his lips. He sits down on the grass in front of you, fiddling with a flower in his hand. He hesitates, but eventually wills himself to speak.

“You’re worried about Venti.”

It was more of a statement than a question, but you still nod.

“500 mora says that his rapid decrease in energy isn’t just because that Harbinger lady yanked his gnosis out.” You spit out, and scoff; it was intended to come out more lighthearted, but at that moment your words are dripping with venom.

“I’d rather not set myself up for failure here”

It’s quiet again. You close your eyes and listen to the rushing waterfall not far from you, while Aether gets lost in thought.

“It’s just ironic. You’d think that with an Archon of all beings, they would be the ones worrying for your health more, but with Venti and I it’s the complete opposite now. Instead of wondering about how much time he’ll have with me, I’m wondering how much time I'll have with him.”

“...Is it that bad? I saw him struggle on multiple occasions, but I didn’t think erosion set in that fast.”

“All I know is that he’ll lie through his teeth about it, until the day he dies, I’m sure.”

Aether inhales sharply, as an awkward silence fills the space between you two. 

“Sorry.” You eventually mumble, but he brushes you off.

“It’s okay. You’re not the only one who’s got a few bones to pick with him about honesty”

“Or lack thereof” You quickly add, getting a chuckle out of him.

A sad smile spreads on your face.

To your joy, it doesn't take long for Aether to announce that he's heading back to Mondstadt to investigate with Dainsleif. The taller man apologizes for ‘hijacking’ your commission, but you reassure him that you have had more than your fair share of anything related to the Abyss.

“I need to speak to someone in Mondstadt anyway.”

As you approach Springvale, you begin to feel small drops fall on you, and one look at the sky confirms that it’ll start raining down in rivers soon. Paimon somehow tucks herself under Aether’s cape, and he sighs but does nothing to stop her. It only increases the further into Mondstadt you go, and as you approach the bridge to the city, Paimon threatens to ditch the little group if you don’t hurry up

“Actually, I think i’ll head to Windrise”

Paimons eyes nearly pop out of her head.

“Are you crazy? You’re gonna end up looking like a Hydro Slime dragged you into Cider Lake!” 

You chuckle at the mental image but shake your head.

“I’ll see you all later. Don’t go and bring down the Abyss Order without me!”

“No promises!” Aether yells, and you roll your eyes, before turning and walking as fast as you can, trying not to slip in the mud.

Venti has always preferred to spend rainy days at Windrise, sitting on a branch in the tree and quietly watching. You've always assumed it's therapeutic for him. It's calming. Rain, being a natural phenomenon, remains unaffected by things such as erosion - it's one of the things that will always occur, regardless of how much time passes or how much civilization develops. You assume this is part of the reason why Venti loves it so much.

At first, disappointment fills you when you don’t see anyone - not even the crystal flies seem to be out, so you let out a sigh, deciding to rest there for a while anyway. The rain is heavy now, and the branches of the large tree provide good shelter at the trunk, so you close your eyes and lean against it. Soon enough, you slide down and hug your knees to your chest, leaning your chin against them. With a deep breath, you aching muscles finally relax a bit. Seems like Celestia has granted you a rare moment of peace; you just hope that thunder and lightning won’t accompany it.

With this, your thoughts begin to roam, as you try to process everything that has occurred in the past few days. The argument with Venti that was left hanging in the air…the trip to Liyue, and the commission…the dread you felt as you saw the dead body in the ruin, and then the statue…

Tears sting at your eyes, and you shake your head with a sniffle. You can cry later, you decide, and open your eyes, blinking rapidly. The stray tears on your cheeks are rubbed away and stain your sleeve, but you ignore it. Instead, your gaze falls to the roots around you; you’re sitting in a space between two larger ones, so big that they’re practically hiding your body from both sides; it makes you feel safe, almost. 

Your eyes scan the roots, following them down to the statue, the field, and Mondstadt, which is now barely visible through the rain, as the sky and ground blends into one.

Your attention falls back to the statue, beyond the cluster of roots. The sense of serenity it used to bring has been polluted by the sight in the ruins. It brings back the pit in your stomach, and although it's less overpowering, it’s still noticeable. Like a shadow lurking behind you, slowly looming over you like the gray clouds above your head.

Fiddling with the grass to distract yourself, you spot a small dandelion, the ball of white fluff still fully intact. You pluck it, careful to keep it intact. A small prayer leaves your lips; it’s more out of habit than belief at this point, but you still close your eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply. As you open them, you blow all the seeds off the dandelion, watching them scatter into the air.

“Y’know, instead of praying to me, you could just call my name.”

You snap your head up, searching for the origin of the voice. The area in front of you looks the same as before, so you tilt your head back, eyes scanning the branches.

Venti is perched on one of the lower ones, with one leg hanging off the branch, while he rests his chin against the knee of the other. Contrary to the lilt in his voice, the small smile on his face looks rather somber.

“Did I scare you? Sorry, dear.”

He clearly doesn’t expect an answer, thinking you’re still mad at him. You would be, but the anger from a few days ago has slowly dissipated since you left the ruins.

“How long have you been here?” You ask, so quietly that you worry he can’t hear it. Thankfully, he does.

“Hm, technically for the past 3 hours, but if it makes you feel better, I only moved to this branch when I thought I heard a prayer from over here - an awfully quiet one, at that.”

“Well, it’s not like I was expecting anyone to hear it.”

You assume he’s done testing the waters, because he promptly launches himself off the branch, landing rather gracefully on the ground. You nod when he glances at the root next to you, and he sits down, with his elbows on his thighs and head in his hands as he looks down at you.

“No offense, but that’s rather ridiculous, considering the tree you’re leaning up against. Not to mention the statue over there.” He nods towards it, before moving his gaze back to you.

“No offense, but the one who’s supposed to hear it doesn’t exactly have a great track record of listening to anyone.” You get out through gritted teeth; some of the anger still lingers, you assume, and sigh.

You force yourself to look up at him; the words clearly stung, and you feel a twinge of guilt, but say nothing.

“...You’re still mad, huh?”

Your shoulders fall, and you lean back against the trunk again.

“Did you think I wasn’t going to be?”

“Well, part of me hoped for that, but considering you got up and disappeared for a few days, I wasn’t expecting too much.” Oh right. You nearly forgot about that.

“...That I am slightly sorry for. In my defense, you were gone as well. It’s not like I had time to search the entire region for you.” You mumble, and he shrugs in defeat. 

“Touché.”

You’re both quiet for a bit, listening to the rain that doesn’t seem to be going away anytime soon. Venti wants to say something, you can feel that, but he never gets past glancing down at you.

“Aren’t you a bit cold, love?”

You shake your head. The spot you’ve chosen to sit in is surprisingly cozy, and warm for whatever reason. You make no comment at his awkward attempt at conversation.

“...I’m sorry.”

Your head snaps up towards him again, meeting his sad gaze. He looks genuinely apologetic, you notice, but it’s not enough. If anything, it stirs the anger once more.

“Y’know, coming from you, those words don’t really hold a lot of meaning anymore.” You mumble. You’re being mean, you know that; you see the way he winces at your words, and how he’s at a loss of his own. Most importantly, you know that he does mean it. It’s just not enough anymore. Those words don’t hold the same weight they once did.

There’s a long pause, and then you hear a shaky sigh.

“...I know I’ve messed up, and I keep doing it, and I need to put a stop to it, and I’m sorry, but I just don’t know what to say or do anymore. I’ve been horrible, I know, and I feel even worse knowing that it took you leaving without a trace for me to truly realize it, but I don’t know what to do! How can I make this better? Please.” His voice quivers, and it stings, but you hold your ground.

Or try to, anyway.

“Do you want me to leave?”

“No,” You whisper; a sound so meek that the rain drowns it out. Slight panic fills you when Venti moves, so you reach for his hand, grasping it. You clutch it tight, as if that could ever stop him from disappearing into thin air if he wished to do so; thankfully, he doesn’t. Instead, he mirrors your action, twisting his hand in your grip to intertwine his fingers with your own. He wastes no time in sliding off the root he was sitting on, and down to wrap his arms around you in an embrace. You return the favor - arms shaking too much for your liking, as you bury your head in his chest.

You don’t cry - your voice comes out quivering, interrupted by sniffles that you later insist are due to the cold - but you don’t cry. At least, not until after you explain what occurred in the ruins; the dread, the ambience, the lack of living beings…down to the treasure hoarder, and finally, the statue. The words spill past your lips like an avalanche, moving too rapidly for you to even process what you’re saying, and before you know it, stray tears are spilling with them. You don’t miss Venti’s sharp inhale at the description of the statue, nor the way his hold on you gets all the more stronger.

Voice quivering, you continue; “I…I don’t know how to fix this.”

He’s quick to answer, almost cutting you off.

“You don’t need to.” His voice is surprisingly stern, though a tinge of fear seeps through.

“Something has to be done, I don’t want you to go and die on me because the damn Abyss Order decided to pick you as some weird puppet in their scheme-” Anger rushes through you as you almost cry out, though it fades into nothing when Venti’s hands find their way to your face, holding it softly and rubbing his thumbs across your cheeks. He gently nudges your head up, and away from his chest, and before you can protest, he rests his forehead against yours, still drawing soft patterns on your cheeks.

“Shhh. It’s okay. I’m okay…just breathe.” It’s almost a whisper, but a gentle one. For a moment, you close your eyes, and do as he says.

“I just don’t know what to do,” You whisper, opening your eyes once more.

“Neither do I, love. Neither do i.” He mutters, half-lidded gaze focused on you. Moments later, you see his lips curl into a soft smile - barely noticeable, but a smile nevertheless.

You sniffle, and send him an odd look.

“...This could have horrible implications, and you’re smiling?”

He leans back a bit with a small ‘heh’, and rubs some tears away from your cheeks, before letting go. Still, being the affectionate person he is, his hands move to grasp your own again.

“No. I’m just happy that instead of being clueless alone, I’m clueless with you.”

You let out a strained giggle of sorts, and he sighs.

“That was…a bit too cheesy” He mutters, and you nod in agreement.

“Still,” he moves closer again, “it’s true. I’m not going to lie, this is…unsettling, to say the least. And while I hate that this is weighing you down, I know it’ll be easier to deal with together.”

You mirror his smile, but it falters quickly. Venti sees right through it, anyway.

“...You’re still worried, aren’t you?”

You nod.

“...I’ve just never heard of this happening. First they corrupt Stormterror, then an old God is reawakened…how do we know this is something that can even be dealt with?”

He shushes you again.

“This isn’t the first time I’ve faced something that seemed impossible to overcome, y’know? Sure, my strength isn’t what it used to be. But for now, I’m okay.”

Something stings behind your eyes again, and you try to blink it away while nodding. Venti reaches up to clear away your tears again.

“We’re both okay, and that’s what matters for now.”

[lilyrizzy]

elaborate on ur thoughts for maxiel on married at first sight 👀

okay, never in a million years do i think max would ever go on reality tv BUT my thoughts if he did under the cut

okay so obviously they see each other for the first time at the wedding and i think the level of attraction is different. like, initially daniel is like, 'okay, he's kinda cute, i can work with this,' whereas max is like, 'oh my god, this man is so beautiful, he is perfect, wow.' but the problem is, max doesn't show that. in fact, max doesnt show much of ANYTHING to begin with, at least not in the way daniel is used to.

because daniel is good at performing right, so when it comes to the vows, he's cracking jokes, making max's mum and victoria laugh (obvs j*s is not there), saying the cheesy shit they all say like 'i knew i wanted to marry you from the moment i met you,' and 'this is a leap of faith but i'm ready to jump with you, baby,' whereas max is like taking it very seriously, almost to the point of like... not seeming into it? like he says stuff like, 'i will try to like you, i hope also that you will like me, i want to be a very good husband,' because thats the truth! he cant lie and say like, he wants to spend his life with daniel, because he doesnt know him yet. but to daniel it seems a little...cold, so he's not sure how to feel about his new husband.

at the reception, max is even more awkward, doesn't know how to start conversation and barely answers the questions daniel asks him.

'what music do you like?' 'i do not listen to a lot of music.'

'what do you do for fun?' 'i like to play fifa.'

'what do you do for a job?' 'i am a car mechanic.'

and daniel is sinking lower and lower into his chair like, fuck, what have i done, i've got to spend the next few weeks with a guy who clearly doesnt have any social skills. meanwhile, max is like, wow, daniel wants to know so much about me:) he is a good listener:) he is doing all the talking because he can tell this is hard for me:) or something lol. doesnt realise hes being rude, he just- he cant do this with the camera in his face, okay?

then in the bedroom, on their wedding night max realises that maye its not been going as well as he thought because he tries to kiss daniel, but daniel just laughs, stepping away gently and saying, 'guess ill take the couch right?' because he thinks that. well max is really young? what if hes just in this for the fame, the quick money, what if hes doing this now because he feels he has to? daniel doesnt want it to be like that, okay. its not what hes here for. but to max, he's like. oh:(. he'd thought- but of course daniel doesnt want to sleep in the bed with him, because look at him and look at daniel.

then i think the misscommunication continues for a bit of their honeymoon. they both think the other doesnt like each other, and max says even less now because if daniel doesnt want to even kiss him, then what is the point trying to be husbands? so they avoid each other a little, until daniel eventually thinks, fuck it, i gotta *try*, because he cant have max say leave and go home in the first week okay? his friends (michael) bullied him so badly for doing this, so it has to be worth it.

so he sneaks max out to some romantic beach picnic without the cameras (btw theyre in the caribbean or something idk), gets them both tipsy and he asks, 'why did you even come on the show?' and because the cameras arent here, max can be honest and say, 'my sister, she has two babies. and i tried to find somebody who would want this also, but with me. but always, men wanted sex and then when instead i tried to go for breakfast the next day, they would just laugh and leave. maybe it is because i am bad at it, but i did not do it at all for a long time, because my dad-'

and then max breaks off, and daniel tugs him into his arms and is like, 'its okay max. somebody to build a life with, thats what i wanted too.' then he kisses max, and it's not like on the wedding day, a peck in front of their parents, it's deep and there's tongue and max can't help but push for more and more, to push daniel back into the sand and grind against him until daniel is like, 'why dont i be the judge of how bad you really are?' and then they have like, mindblowing sex over and over, for the rest of the honeymoon.

and im not saying the sex like, fixes everything, but i think max feeling wanted sexually by daniel soothes a lot of the insecurities inside him that were making it hard for him to open up to him in other ways? like the next morning in bed he's a little shy when daniel cracks a load of jokes about how very much not bad in bed he is, but he’s also laughing and laughing, and when daniel starts a conversation over breakfast, suddenly max is chatting his ear off. and he is still is a little awkward infront of the cameras, but in private, they start to build something real. he can banter back with daniel now, give as good as he gets, even if the jokes are dorky and not funny to anyone else. to daniel they're cute and because he knows what max was like before, he can see how hard max is trying.

and daniel doesnt know when it happens, but one day everythinggg max does just becomes endearing. all of max's little quirks, his bluntness, his black and white thinking, daniel realises this is max and he really really likes max. max isnt pumping his tires because he wants something from daniel, he genuinely thinks daniel is hilarious and sexy and kind. and because daniel knows this, he feels he can be *real* with max, in a way hes never been before? like, max likes daniel the showman, but he also just likes daniel.

i genuinely think its like, a whirlwind romance after that. they tell each other they love each other before they even come back from the honeymoon, the viewers at home are rolling their eyes declaring it will never last.

but it does :) after the initial struggle, they become the low maintenance couple that just vibe the whole time lol. daniel waffle's about how much they get on with each other at each comittment ceremony, while max is like, 'yes things are good:)' and dies inside the time the intimacy expert asks if theyve had sex or not, and how was it. daniel just winks and says no complaints, but refuses to give anymore away bc thats private and he knows max doesnt want it out there.

the only time they get into any drama is when daniel sticks up for max, declaring his love publically to the group for the first time, when one of the girls is being mean and saying that max has the personality of a cabbage and she doesnt understand what daniel sees in him. or when max (bc he’s defo the one to get put with the girls even though it should be daniel) gets a little outwardly jealous when all the girls answer 'daniel' when asked who they think the hottest husband is at those awkward group days (shoutout to the episode that aired just haha) but inside he’s preening, like, hell yeah, thats my man.

then when it ends, they post an update on insta like, yeah we are still together, here are our two cats & also we got married for real:)

the end lol