thenmichael · 10 months ago
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I’ve been so tired recently, so take some fierce deity doodles
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cattonicdragon · 1 year ago
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Man your work is great :D could you do Astrid hiccup tuffnut ruffnut and snotlout with a small jolly reader(4 feet tall) that riders screaming death or a titan wing catastrophic quaken.(I just like the this short joyful person next a GIANT creature that looks like it squash you like a bug it's just a bit funny to me XD)
Astrid,hiccup,the twins(separately) and snotlout x reader who’s a short ball of joy and rides a screaming death
Decided to do screaming death cus I love them
<<WARNINGS:abit of angst,snotlout not likeing spitelout,mentions of injuries(dragons mainly),snotlout needs a hug,spelling errors probally>>can you tell I don’t know how to do warnings?
HAS BEEN PROOF-READ
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Astrid
She is absolutely stunned
Your so tiny.and yet you managed to tame the screaming death
She nearly had a heart attack the first time stormfly and the screaming death play fought,she still nearly dose after she gets used to them
She knows your screaming death won’t hurt stormfly,but as the good dragon rider she is she gets worried for her dragon
She may not admit it but she’s extremely cocky over the fact that one of the dragon riders on their side managed to tame the screaming death,with is defiantly no easy feat 💀
She genuinely questions you on how on earth you managed to tame the screaming death
She’s amused by the size difference between you and your dragon
Little ball of joy and a island destroying demon/pos
Due to your small size she can easily pick you up
She picks you up under your arms and you can only dangle there
You’ll just have to hope your screaming death is feeling nice and might scare Astrid to put you down
Don’t think you being small is all fun though.
Is stormfly is particularly pissed off by the screaming death she will pick you up by the scruff of the neck and run/fly off with you
A chase will ensue,that may or may not have to end up with hiccup and/or having to sort it out
She admires how you can stay so sweet and joyful
She may or may not admit it but she adores your personality,in hard times you can seem like a bright light in a endlessly dark hallway,and she couldn’t be more grateful
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Hiccup
Also nearly has a heart attack
The screaming death defiantly had some bad blood with him and toothless
But with you,it’s like a big cat/dog and almost completely docile
How?
Ok well maybe the fact that he made the screaming death plummet face first into a rock wouldn’t help
Your tinny compared to hiccup and even tinier compared to the screaming death
He worries that you may become a large target for dragon hunters
Toothless and the screaming death,don’t exactly get along
I mean years of hatred and bad blood isn’t going to fix easily…
But the you and hiccup will find them curled up together
You don’t understand them but that’s ok
He asks if he can examine the screaming death,or maybe ride it.riding is a less likely option though 💀
He will wince or cringe if he sees any scars or damage he may have caused
He can relate to you being positive and joyful alot
But can also be abit jealous,how can you stay so joyful even in some of the most stressfull situations
He’s so unimaginabley grateful that your there for him during the entire time
You decrease his stress tones
It also feels like a weight off of his shoulders with the burden of having such a great relationship with a endangered and powerful dragon,you’ll stick together and get through it though
He also picks you up,and makes fun of your height.
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Ruffnut
Probally one of the only ones who dosnt almost have a heart attack
If anything she’s jealous that you managed to tame such a cool and destructive dragon
Begs asks if she can have a ride just one please?
Will try everything and anything with the screaming death
You will need to supervise 24/7 sorry not sorry
She brags about you all the time
She loves your short size and will toss you over her shoulder/hold you like a log
She’s teases you about your size WAY to much,please tell her to put a sock in it T.T
Barf,belch and the screaming death become the faces of Loki day
Barf and belches personality might have slightly affected your dragon but oh well
Loves to cause distruction with you
If you don’t go on a mission she’s not going either,even if tuffnut begs.
She enjoys your joyful personality and loves that there’s someone that slightly carefree
She also feels like she can be more reckless now that there’s a island destroying dragon on the riders team
You will have to keep an eye on her,or lecture her.either works
Will Loki you hard,unless the screaming death is around.she dosnt want to become 🧀 today thanks
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Tuffnut
Also dosnt get a heart attack
Instead he gets destructive zoomies
He begs you,like hands and knees and everything
For one chance to either ride or cause destruction with the screaming death
Jokes on you though if you say yes to either,the other will happen anyways.there’s no winning in this situation sorry
Surprisingly knows when to give the screaming death space
He’s reckless but sensible
Will bribe the screaming death to go on destructive trips constantly
He makes fun of your height,more than ruffnut
Chiken and the screaming death surprisingly get along the best,unlikely but wholesome friendship for the win
Chiken by proxy loves you a lot aswell
So if tuffnut loses chiken he checks you and the screaming death basically first
Somehow carries around a stall with him so you can get to high places when need be
Will kick ruffnut off barf and belch for a ride if you asked
Man Is whipped for you
Don’t leave tuffnut alone with the screaming death though,either he or someone else will die
He at some point becomes something of a second rider to the screaming death,it’s a lot of bribing and treats though and also the fact that he encourages the screaming deaths destructive tendencies
He likes your joyful ness,will also try to bribe you to help him get out of situations he gets himself into
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Snotlout
Probally faints during first encounter
Is very worried for everyone’s saftey,it’s a similar situation as to when they took in the injured singetail
Complains a lot about the fact that allowed to bring the SCREAMING DEATH to berk/the edge
He admires you Aton
Your short,shorter then him and look at you go!
Gets a bit jealous of you and may think he’s not good enough
Give him a hug :(
One time during the longest day he ended up snuggling against the screaming death,and survived.after that day they grew abit closer which was sweet
He enjoys your optimism and it’s a good balance since he can be abit pessimistic sometimes
If his dad ever comes to visit and your around he finds himself gravitating towards you,he feels safe with you
Hook fang and the screaming death like tug of war.why?,who knows
They like to play catch with each other aswell,again no idea why
He asks if you want to ride with him and hookfang quite a lot,it’s his way of non verbally getting recognition and validation
He finds himself being a lot less pessimistic when your around and just in general,your jolly personality is infective and effective
He likes to just hug you when he’s feeling down of tired
He picks you up places you in places where you can’t get down easily
He pisses off the screaming death.quite a lot
He likes writing books for you and indulging in your hobbies aswell
Shows you off a ton,as long as you don’t mind though,he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable
He likes knitting things for you
He also likes it when you both are in the same room,you can be doing something different or even just being quiet,as long as your there he doesn’t mind
He likes to spar alot aswell,but he never lets it get to the point where either of you get hurt
He’s very protective of you despite the fact he dosnt really need to be
He just cares alot
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peaachypie · 1 year ago
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Welcome Gabriella
Life as a spiderdad
Warning :
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" Mi...gu...el.... Miguel..."
You whisper in his ears. It was early. Really early, almost 3 a.m. You were bending on the edge of the bed, your sweet hands on the shoulder of your husband who was waking up in a grumpy way. What a change.
You keep calling his name, but he wouldn't move, it was often for him to have a good sleep. Working at the spidersociety and being spiderdad with it was really exhausting. He growls once again, his voice is hoarse by his tiredness.
" 'ot now ..."
" Miguel."
You start shaking him harder, frowning at him.
" Por favor nena, déjame dormir... Lo necesito, de verdad."
[Please babe, let me sleep.... I really need it.]
" is that so ?"
Your voice is full of sarcasm, rolling your eyes at your husband with a soft smile. You understood him, he was exhausted and you couldn't be mad about it. It was normal for him, beside you didn't told him the reason why you woke him up.
Second tick by before three bags are throwned on the bed. Your voice fakely sweet.
" please babe ... i need to give birth, really."
You gently mock him. Miguel got it the first time and quickly got up.
" What ?! Wait ! Why didn't you- are you- dios mios !"
He quickly grab something to wear, speeding to get everything set on. It wasn't your first birth, neither was his. Your pregnancy either for Gabriel,and now your new little baby, always were good. You weren't stress about it, everything went fine the first time even during the exam so why stressing now ?
Miguel wasn't on this side, he was stressed.
He would faint if he could, the birth of Gabriel was the most stressfull moment of his life, and the best one too. And seem like he will never get used to that.
You took the pain well during the first contraction, taking your time to take some cookie for the road while your parent came to take care of Gabriel while you and Miguel were away.
The all time, you were the one comforting Miguel like if he was the one giving birth.
He is always so serious and it didn't change even in this context. His face was dead serious, some sweat and veins on his face on how crisp he was. You were holding his hand the all time, it was more easy with peridural.
" does it hurt ?"
" no Miguel."
" are you okay ?"
" yes Miguel. Are you okay ?"
" i don't think i am. I am ?"
" no you're not."
You chuckle slightly.
" oh god, i am not okay right now."
" it's not the first time tho ... ya know that right ?"
" are you in pain ?"
" still not Miguel. I don't feel it you know"
" right ... right ... do you-"
" go take some fresh air okay ? I won't run away."
It was funny for you.
Definitly not for him.
It wasn't either when Gabriella appears.
It wasn't funny. It was beautifull.
His first daughter, his little princess is now in his big arm. The two, if you don't count yourself, most important thing in his life were now with him.
He was happy.
And also really stressed for Gabriella's first day in the world, like when Gabriel was born too.
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pyromaniacldrt · 4 months ago
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So, my mind has been reclaimed by the Wild Kratts fandom, and I cannot escape.
So I´ll make random headcannons! (Disclaimer: These are not about the actual Kratt bros, I´m writting about the show)
STARTING WITH THE BLUE BOY.
Martin is an organized disaster; Alow me to elaborate. Martin has BIG trouble keeping himself of getting distractions or organizing at all, and yet somehow finds what he´s looking for.
He loves moving around and NEEDS to say hi to every animal and give them THE BEST NAMES, wich I personally belive is the reason he has more scars due to animal attacks than the rest of the crew (I can imagine him getting a bit too close to a grizzly cub and naming him Presley and his mom Mrs.Sharpclaw. I cannot unsee it. ).
Sometimes he´ll talk about animals for hours and compete with Chris to know who knows more about creatures. It´s a wonder how Tortuga hasnt been wrecked yet.
This guy here is a bit bilingual, unlike Chris who dosent quite understand new languages. Martin likes to learn new words in spanish with Aviva.
Also (based on that one interview where Martin said he at first wanted to be a veterinarian that mentioned someone in tumblr but I cant remember their name), Martin has some interest in the med area, and got even bigger after the Orangoutang episode.
He HATES to be still, specially after the tree episode. I think he probably hates small spaces and will not tolerate to be locked out.
I do personally belive he´s kind of the unnamed leader of Tortuga. While he´s not a strategist and is a total clumsy geek, this guy will act quickly and is very good under stressfull situations and making decesive decisions, even if he sometimes does not think it through (like in the Flying fish episode). He's a professional in his job and everyone forgets that sometimes.
Martin is the type of person to believe in second chances, and tries to see good in everything and (mostly) everyone.
BUT. Hurt his friends or/and (god forbid) his brother, and RUN. He'll catch you anyway, but is worth to try.
THIS IDIOT DOES NOT KNOW WHAT IS SELF PRESERVATION AND NOT BEING A HUMAN SHIELD.
Yet, he has the most consistent sleep schedule.
I like to think that he and Aviva were the first members of the whole Wild Kratts project, but it was far different, like some kind of lab in an island. Then Koki and Jimmy came and BOOM. Tortuga. Chris was the last member to officially join the crew, but he was there since the begining.
Martin can play MANY instruments, but only knows the cheesiest, most anoying and weird songs to ever exist.
He has used the "I´m the older brother and I´ll tell mom" Card on Chris way to many times.
Martin is the oldest member of the crew, wich makes him feel responsible for everyone and tries to protect them. Still, he´s just to silly to do so, and always gets distracted.
He can´t draw. Like, at all. Chris makes fun of that all of the time.
He´s a heartbreaker and he dosen´t even know. Like, he´s so oblivious to the fact that many people have a crush on him and he´s just like "You´re such a great friend haha!" after literally telling said person how pretty and awsome they are.
He´s got that blonde on him.
If it wasn´t for the fact that she´s a villain, Donita and Martin would be great friends.
Maybe I´ll make more parts, I dunno...
Pyro Out!
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soadawritesstuff · 1 year ago
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Pillows
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Pairing: touya todoroki x fem!reader, quirkless au
Wordcount: 2.2K
Synopsis: What started out as the innocent intention of building a pillowfort turned into a pillow-ruining night that washes away any remains of an exhausting week
Warnings: 18+ (Minors, don't test me), unprotected bangin', reader has female genitalia but isn't adressed by any pronouns, fluff, smut, penetration, too much plot, established relationship
A/N: Boy, this is LONG. I made this one extra fluffy and sweet so enjoy to your heart's content. The author takes no responibility for any possible cases of cavities which may occur as a side effect.
It was a slow friday afternoon, the weekend was ahead, nothing fancy was happening or planned to happen. Your usual routine slowly drifts into endless boredom as you watch the sun crawl past the horizon out of your apartment window. There was simply no motivation to make dinner. You ran out of ideas and canned ravioli for the 3rd time this week didn't sound particularly exciting. But there was no need to rush it anyways.
Your string of summernight-melancholic thoughts was cut short by the sudden yet soft ring of your doorbell. You weren't expecting anyone so you decided to just pretend you weren't home. Probably some sales-associate or a package for an absent neighbour. Unnecessary social-encounters should always be avoided.
It rings again. No movement.
And again. No reaction, also again.
Again. Again. Again. Whoever was at the door was determined to get on your nerves. Under a storm of doorbell-rings, you begrudgingly open the door.
"The fuck took so long?"
In front of you stood your boyfriend with a pissy expression and two bags overflowingly full of what looked like groceries. Disheveled white spikes hang low in his face yet still allow his haunting blue eyes to flash through the fluff.
"More like the fuck are you doing here?", you step aside to let him in, Touya pushing past you awkwardly as you give him a puzzled look.
"Didn't feel like eating alone today so I'm invading your personal space", he drops the bags and takes off his shoes. "You're WELCOME". That man desperately needed new sneakers but you KNOW he won't replace them until they'd literally fall apart.
"Why didn't you call first? I could've helped you carry."
"Would've ruined the suprise-factor", your boyfriend flashes you one of his classic grins that gives you tingles all over your body. He just knows what to do at the right times, especially after a stressfull week this was just heaven. You didn't know how in need you were for some comforting until you found yourself in a warm and safe embrace that took a good couple of minutes.
"Thank you Tou" came out slightly muffled for your face was smooshed between his chest and arms. "No problem, baby", the words drawl out as a sigh, his hands slide down onto your hips, foreheads and noses touching, eyes shut. He was exhausted as well, his breaths gently fanning over yours. You gently run your fingers through his messy hair, getting a deep sigh of approval. You could stand in this hallway hugging him for eternity.
The low grumble of your stomach breaks the moment, earning you a snort from Touya.
"C'mon, we'll have all the time in the world after we've eaten", your boyfriend gives you one last squeeze before sliding out of the embrace to grab one of the heavy plastic bags. He thought of everything, instant noodles, fresh veggies, snacks. The guy knew you better than you knew yourself, it would be creepy if it wasn't so impressive.
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You spend the next 10 minutes in silence, carefully sorting all the groceries into their respective spots in your small apartment-kitchen. It was nice having Touya's presence in your home. The feeling of loneliness slowly evaporated into nothing, a spreading warmth taking it's place. It bubbles down your throat straight down to your stomach, the entire space smells just like him. Musky yet fresh and overly comfortable. No matter how long you already were together, he never stops making you feel hazy merely with his existence.
"...babe!"
"Mmm?", you got lost in your train of thought.
"I asked you what you want to eat. 3 times", Touya has snaked behind you, taking hold of your waist and pulling you into him as he leans against the kitchen counter. You feel warmth radiating off his torso, smothering you with a wave of relaxation as he gently presses kisses into your hair. "What's up with you, hmm?" Touya's voice has grown low and soft, letting a shiver ripple through you.
"Sorry", a sigh gives away the exhaustion that has been building up for days now. "Week's been shitty", you allow your eyes to close for just a few seconds while leaning into your boyfriend's chest. Everything was a mess at the moment.
"Mm, 'm sorry babe" the hands on your waist lift to give you gentle head scratches. The room turns into a comfortable silence as you let yourself drift in the moment. The evening sun casts it's last rays through your window, bathing the small kitchen in a beautiful red hue. He makes it so easy to forget.
After a few minutes you force your eyes to open again, drowsyness a weight on your eyelids. "Tou, we need to make some food, I'll fall asleep without dinner..." No response. "Touya...", still nothing. "Touya?". Soft yet deep breaths tell you all you need to know. The motherfucker fell asleep while standing up. You wriggle around to face him, a deep sigh rises your chest as you face the white haired man that shamelessly dozed off in your kitchen. His features look ever so peaceful in his half-slumber and your eyes linger on his lips just a second too long.
But this isn't naptime and you were still hungry.
"Babe, wake up...wake up, damn", you couldn't surpress a snort at his now irritated expression while barely cracking one eye open. He takes a deep breath before pushing himself off the counter-edge. "Right...", if it weren't for your stomach, both of you woul've eventually fallen asleep right then.
"We'll make somethin fancy tomorrow"
"Instant Ramen?"
"Instant Ramen."
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You attentively watch Touya pour the steaming hot water into both of the shabby plastic cups, making sure he doesn't dare overfill them. Chicken Teriyaki. The boiling water slowly crawls over the dry noodles, the flavor powder and comes to a perfect stop at the line. You propped up your head on your palms, elbows resting on the kitchen counter as you listened to the the clock on the kitchen wall softly ticking it's busy rythm.
"You know what we haven't done in forever?", your boyfriend's attention shifts from the freshly poured cups to your bored figure and blank stare. "Hmm?"
"Built a pillow fort. Why'd we ever stop doing that?"
For a brief moment the room turned silent, the soft ticking of your clock now somehow louder but your boyfriend's expression 2 notches more in thought than before. "You know what, that's not an unreasonable question". Of course it isn't, after all it was you who asked it. "Tell you what, after we finish eating we'll build the best damn pillow fort this world has ever seen, hm?" A wide grin spreads over your face. You can always count on him when it came to whacky or silly ideas. Steal a shopping cart? He's in. Scribble moustaches and glasses on movie posters? You don't even have to ask.
After a silent but comfortable round of eating, burning your mouth due to your misjudgement of the broth's temperature and Touya's nasty laugh after announcing your tounge's unfortunate demise, you quickly tidy up the table and kitchen. There was absolutely no time to waste as your mission was a serious one: Scavage the entire apartment for anything remotely soft. Touya threw in the idea to place a timer to decide who was better at finding the most building material. Only a fool would challenge you on your own battlefield and it seems like your partner will learn that lesson the hard way.
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You grin triumphantly as Touya stares at your loot-pile consisting of multiple blankets, pillows, a mattress and various plushies. Poor dude only got the couch cushions and some T-shirts so naturally you force him to (begrudgingly) admit his obvious defeat. Both of you are quick to plan and construct a suprisingly impressive fort. There were some collapses here and there, but you managed to build a decently stable pillow-paradise in just under an hour.
"Well what can I say, we did it again", shiny eyes look upon your creation like it's your beloved son. Pride, exhaustion, satisfaction. No lesser words could describe the feelings your baby of blankets and pillows triggers inside you. And the fairy-lights are a nice touch you added last minute. "We did it like no child could dream of achieving", you prop your elbow on Touya's shoulder, or at least attempt to do so until it unavoidably slips off that very same shoulder.
"Yup, we are definetly geniuses".
"Undeniably."
....
"You wanna fuck in it?"
"You know me so well."
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What started as an innocent idea quickly turned into giggles and a heated make-out under a pile of blankets and pillows. Your head in his hands, drowning you in passionate kisses that steal your breath little by little.
The fairy-lights cozily twinkle, the blankets used as walls give a sensual ambience as Touya's soft kisses travel all over your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps. That man knew how to make the butterflies in your stomach party. Soft and gentle touches up and down your sides as he traps you under him, forcing you deeper into the comfortable pile of pillows. Touya's hands slide under you, grazing your back and unclasping your bra in the process. Said bra is then tossed aside, as is your shirt and his shirt. Together they disappear in the depths of the fort and will only reappear with the next washing.
His hands gently squeeze your breasts, a shiver in his breath giving away your boyfriend's arousal. Deep breaths, Touya's broken-off moans and desperate dry humping shoots tingly electricity through your body, the air grows hot, steamy. Meanwhile both of you grow more impatient. A hand slides down your abdomen, past your panties and right towars your pulsing pussy, pushing the lacy material aside and massaging your clit in slow circles.
All you can press out is a breathy "Tou..." before his long fingers sink inside the clenching wetness that is now your cunt. Slow and deep and way too intense for you to handle. Circling thrusts and gasps.
"Feeling good, princess?", Touya stars nibbling at the shell of your ear. "Hmm?" his voice just a whisper and his shallow breaths trickling down to your neck, warm and overwhelming. "Mmm, 's so so good", god you sound so whiney, soft moans grow louder and louder. The wave of your growing orgasm is oh so close to crashing.
His breathy moan at your clench chucks you over the breaking point, waves of tingly pleasure wash over your body, pupils blown wide as Touya finger-fucks you through your first orgasm. "Shhh shh baby, you're doing soooo well". He has a way of drawling out his praises so deliciously. It doesn't stop your entire body from quaking but the praise is oddly pleasing. Maybe a tiny bit too pleasing.
A deep chuckle steers your attention back to the personification of sin himself. "You ok there doll?"
"Mmm, just perfect..", your heart skips just a bit when Touya pulls you towards him, grabbing the backs of your knees in the process and folding your legs over your torso.
"Then I presume you are up for more", a lustful glint flickers in those devilish eyes, "right?"
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You could also always count on Touya's immaculate talent of having you yelp under him in no-time. The guy has your entire body burned into his mind and makes sure you know it. Deep, intense thrusts and sweat pearling off his body. Deep moans spilling past his lips as high pitched ones do past yours, the sounds of sex alone leave nothing to the imagination. His tight hold of your hip and the underside ouf your thigh forces his body even closer, the slow pace slowly fucking you into absolute oblivion.
"Damn babe, fuck", his low drawls send shivers through you. "y'feel so damn good". By now the squelching between your legs has grown louder. You catch your boyfriend's eyes roll back shortly before his head is thrown into his neck as he hits your special spot, having you clench in an instant. Hitting it over and over and over, all you are capable of doing is scream his name and desperately clutching the soft pillows beneath. Pressure builds up in your core, tighter and tighter. Snap.
White ecstacy ripples over your body in a tsunami of tingly bliss. All bodily controll leaves your body as you turn into a puddle beneath Touya, who follows up right after. Thick ropes of release mixing with yours as the white-haired man collapses right on top of you.
"Shit..", erratic panting fills the small pillow-filled space followed by light breathy laughter.
"We shamelessly ruined those pillows", that gives you a snort and a kiss pressed to your sweat-dampened temple. "We love making a mess huh". Gentle kisses get exchanged once again as both of you come down from your high.
"We should definetly toss the cases in the wash before shit dries". The last thing you need now is crusty pillow cases over the weekend.
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"We should give the fort a name"
After cleaning up your mess, both of you got cozy in your usual sleep-attire. It was decided that you might as well spend the night inside the fort.
"How about Kevin?". Touya snorts.
"Babe, this is so not giving Kevin"
"Oh yeah? Then let's hear your suggestion"
"Ok, hear me out", you quirk an eyebrow as Touya stretches his arms out and dramatically pictures the name in the air.
"S h e l b y"
...
"Absolutely not"
"You are such a hater"
Who needs sleep when you could spend the next hour bickering about Pillow-fort names?
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slamdunk-headcanons · 4 months ago
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You sleep on his chest
I'm so glad that someone asked Akagi and Kogure headcanons because their definetly the most likely to be wonderful boyfriends and husbands. They deserve a lot of love! Thank you anon-chan who sent this wonderful ask. Part 2/3
Akagi Takenori
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You are studying at his house.
Akagi is one of your best friends and he has a deep respect and admiration for you.
He's secretly in love with you but he thinks you're too much for him as he's a big guy who runs around the court with a orange ball in his big hand and you are a delicate angel with a deep personality, refined taste and a fascinating intelligence.
You've been studying really hard with his help because you want to get good grades to go to a good university (maybe try something abroad). But at the same time you have to deal with your house rotine, personal issues, and it's been particularly stressfull lately.
So you feel exausted.
It's close to 10'clock and Akagi notices your little head bumps and your heavy eyelids.
"We can stop for today, ___-san. You look pretty tired. I will take you h-"
"No Akagi, I'm fine", you answered rubbing your eyes with energy. "And I already asked you to stop using "-san" with me. It's weird. We're friends".
"So I'm going to make some coffee and black tea for us, ok?" "ok." "You can go watch something on the TV while I prepare everything" "Ok"
But as soon as you sit on the couch, it takes you just a few seconds to fall asleep. When Akagi notices the TV isn't on, he comes to see what's wrong and finds you asleep.
He calls you a few times, but you don't answer. So he sits beside you in the couch and calls you again. But you're sleeping deeply, so he starts to worry of what he would do. You sleeping at his house sounds so wrong (what would your parents think?), but he'll have to carry you all the way home ans this sounds WRONG TOO because he'll be touching you for SO LONG...
In your sleep, you start mumbling his name and he just FREEZES. You move, trying to find a more comfortable position and end up sliding down. As Akagi is at your side, you fall into his chest.
AKAGI IS ALMOST HAVING A HEART ATTACK AT THIS POINT
There's so much information going around Akagi's head that he just stay frozen. "I'm desonoring my promise to her parents and to HER that I'd never do something wrong with her AND HERE I AM TOUCHING HER LIKE THIS I'm an awlful person I'd never deserve her BUT I DON'T WANT TO WAKE HER UP she looks so tired and she's sleeping so peacefully..."
You wake up half an hour later still laying on Akagi's chest. You jump out of the couch when you realiuze you fell asleep ON AKAGI'S CHEST. He was there quiet, totally still, his hands on his legs, just serving as a support for you... As he always did in everthing.
"Oh my God, I'm SO SORRY, Akagi-kun! I was so careless and lazy to fall asleep during study, AND EVEN OVER YOU, I'M SO SOR-"
"____, you are tired! You fell asleep. That's normal. Now, I'll take you home. You have to rest or our studying will be useless. Your mind have to work well during the exams. Let's go"
He walks you home in a strange silence. You can't even dream that he can't stop thinking about you and your touch. He loooved to feel your heartbeat against his chest and the calm rythm of your breath.
Will he ever have the courage to say how he feels?
Kogure Kiminobu
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You were invited to go to Shohoku's basketball team horror movie night at Ayako's house.
It's Friday, so your day at school was busy. You try to study for two hours after class as you are going to the movie night and could not study at home during the night. So you were tired and feeling sleepy.
You were not a big fan of horror movies because you always thought that everything looked so false that you never felt frighten watching them. But you find it kindda interesting
Kogure, your best friend who secretly loves you, notices you are sleepy during the movie. So, at the end, he offeres to pay a taxi for you because you both lived at the same street and it was far from Ayako's house.
Kogure helps you to get into the car. When you are both in, he tells the taxi driver your adress first. "You should rest more, ____-chan. You look really tired. Take this weekend to rest."
You nod, feeling your eyelids heavy. You barely process Kogure's words. The last thing you feel is your head falling to your left side...
Kogure is SHOOK. His whole face is a tomato.
HOW HE COULD EVER THOUGHT THAT HE WOULD END UP THAT NIGHT WITH HIS BEST FRIEND/CRUSH SLEEPING ON HIS CHEST???
He keeps his hands down while trying to calm his breathing, so the frenetic movement of his chest won't wake you up. So he foccus on your breathing and try to breathe in the same rythm.
When the taxi stops, he gently holds your shoulders and lift you up, putting you sitting straight on the car seat. You're so sleepy that you didn't even noticed you were sleeping in his chest.
Kogure pays the driver and asks him to wait. "I will walk her to the door".
When Kogure comes back, the taxi driver says gently: "You have a beautiful girlfriend." Kogure blushes again. "She's not my girlfriend". "Oh really?" he is sincerely surprised. "You two would make a good couple. Why don't you ask her out on a date?"
Kogure looks down sadly. "I don't want to lose her..."
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scribble-dribble-writes · 1 year ago
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heyy,
i’ve been feeling a bit down lately and am in need of some comfort, so i’m requesting an Obi-Wan x fem!reader one-shot. She has had a stressfull week and he wants to help her but for him to be able to help her she has to talk about the things that run through her head. But she’ll never do that cuz she doesnt want to burden him with her problems (she not used to having someone care for her that deeply). So he tries everything to make sure she knows that she will never be a burden to him and that he wants to help her the way she always helps him.
Hope u csn work with that. Feel free to change stuff. Lots of love<3
(preferably modern-AU)
Hey! It took me a while to get to this request but I hope it cheers you up 💖
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Deadlines and confessions
You hid yourself in the most quiet and abandoned aisle within your college library. This week had been strenuous, with exams approaching and assignments deadlines not letting you sleep. You needed a moment of peace. All the uncertainties loomed over your head, you needed those grades, your rent was due in a week and your shift hours had been low. You felt alone and stressed, so sitting on the carpeted floor near shelves of books seemed like the perfect place to get away.
No one can find you here.
“Why are you hiding in the library?”, you recognized him by the sound of his voice.
Obi wan was the last person you wanted to bump into. You both started out as classmates but then ended up being best friends. But he had one of those rare qualities where he would go to any extent to help anyone. If he knew of your situation, he would jump in to help, even if you said no, so you didn’t want to exploit his kindness like that. He had submissions and exams as well, he had a life of his own and you didn’t want to be a burden to him.
“I’m not hiding.”, you replied, your eyes were heavy lidded and your answer didn’t have its usual zest.
“Yes, you are.”, he took a seat next to you carrying two cups of coffee.
“The abandoned mystery section is for hiding, the poetry section is for passing gossip and the romance section is for first dates.”, he reiterated your favourite spots within this place.
“I should have never told you about it.”, you rested your head on the wall behind you as he held a cup towards you. You accepted it, grateful that in small ways he could read your mind.
“You’ve also been ghosting my messages and ignoring me.”, he said it in a matter of fact tone as he slipped his drink.
“I’ve just had a lot on my plate. That’s all.”, you shrugged as you took a sip of the warm drink in your hand, letting the silence hang between the two of you.
“You only tell me the good stuff.”, he leaned back too.
“That’s not how friendships work.”, you rolled your eyes as he lectured you, trying to tip toe his way into solving your problems.
“Its called being transparent.”, he quipped allowing his hand to rest next to yours.
“And then you can waltz into my life to be the knight in shining armor only to prove that I can do nothing on my own.”, you retorted but his silence only meant that this statement was too personal for a joke.
“Sorry.”, you apologized and pulled down your hoodie to hide your face.
“Well, atleast I was right. Something is bothering you.”, he nudged your shoulder to let you know he didn’t take offence.
“That’s when you turn into a grumpy troll.”, he chuckled.
“Now hold on a minute.”, you face him, his laugh eliciting the same response from you. But as you settled back into the silence, his expression grew serious.
“What is it?”, he proded again and you thought that by telling him a little, it might actually ease the weight on your shoulders.
You placed your head on his shoulder, to your surprise he took your hand in his. Always eluding to the fact that this could be more if only you could give him the password to your metaphorical door.
“My exams are near and I’ve haven’t prepared for it. I also have bills due and nothing is in my account. I am also exhausted and so so sleepy.”, you yawned finally as you heard him hum in response.
“Now, I know you are capable of dealing with all this on your own.”, he spoke gently.
“But maybe this once I could help shoulder your load?”, he asked as you turned to see him.
“What about your deadlines?”, you furrowed your brows.
“I’ll work around it.”, he smiled.
“Obi wan, you don’t have to go out of your way.”, you pushed away from him to which he called your name.
“But I want to. I want to be there for you. And I hate it that you push me away.”, he grew frustrated.
“When you can waltz into my life and fix it up or lend a hand whenever misfortune strikes, I can do the same.”, he spoke passionately and all you could do was sit there and be mesmerized. Your cheeks grew warm, it was as though he was reassuring you that no matter what, he was never going to let you be alone.
“I want to be more than the box you put me in.”, he said finally, saying your name in the end as though there was no one else who could know you like him.
“So give me a chance.”, he pleaded and who could say no to those blue eyes.
“Fine.”, you conceded.
“I’ll let you help, just this once.”, you placed your head on his shoulder again and wrap your arm around his arm, feeling much lighter than before because you didn’t have to worry now.
“Also you’re in the wrong section.”, he mumbled.
“You literally mentioned this was the mystery aisle.”, you spoke with your eyes closed.
“So that I wouldn’t scare you off. I spent the whole day trying to find you.”, he replied.
“What aisle is this then?”, you asked and he took a second to respond.
“Romance.”, he whispered.
You turned to him to find his gaze was already on you.
Give me a chance
His statement echoed in your mind and maybe it had a more deeper meaning, a cry he had kept away for years.
Just the way you had been pining for him, always putting it away because of the timing or the situation you were in. But right this second, it felt good, that this was how it had to be.
“The truth is I can’t stop thinking about you.”, he said quietly like it was his most coveted secret, his cheeks and the tip of his ears turned red.
There wasn’t much to say, you knew everything about each other, so instead you leaned towards him slowly, his hands reached to cup the side of your face with a determination that he was ready for this, ready for this moment. His eyes slipped to your lips and everything after that was a blur. It was like the world had stopped spinning and the stars cheered you on and so you kissed him, he pulled you closer as he hummed with delight.
Him, finding you in this aisle felt a lot like fate reassuring you that this was right.
So maybe the stressful week was the way that it was because it was leading up to this very moment.
To his whispered ‘I love you’ and the comfort of his arms.
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voidwritesstuff · 1 year ago
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The Blaze/The ember level tapes.
Cw: mentions of abusive household. Mentuins of gaslighting, adoption, age gap between Lucas and Jerico (not in a weird way!)
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Level beggining:
Desmond: afternoon jerico, how are you?
Jerico, is looking towards the door: oh im alright, I uh[She seems distracted in a good way] I ran into one of your patients just now, guy in his 50s, has dog tags?
Desmond: Lucas? Whats he doing here so early?
Jerico,with an audible smile: yes him! He thought he was running late[giggle]
[End tape one]
Desmond: so, whats been going on?
Jerico: well...where to start-- in our first session a few months back I told you about my upbringing. Well, this week has just been hell
Desmond: tell me about it, this Is a safe space
Jerico: my mot-- you know who has been on my ass again. She talked shit about my adoptive family and its just- its like she cant see me happy.
Desmond: that sounds awful, im sorry
Jerico: she says [high pitched,annoying voice] "how could you replace your biological family?! I gave you everything! You know how Many people would like to have a mother like me?!" [She coughs out the Word mother with anger].
Desmond: I thought you told her to stop?
Jerico: I did. She didnt listen
[End tape 2]
Jerico: I didnt pay her no mind. I blocked her, and just when I thought I could go on about my day, he shows up.
Desmond: your biological father I assume?
Jerico: yep. He tried harrasing me telling me how my dad Ray is not manly enough,how he stole me away from him.
Desmond: im so sorry, this must have been very stressfull for you.
Jerico: I yelled at him for a solid fifteen minutes before I hung up and left my phone in my bedroom.
[End tape three]
Desmond: I would like to know what you feel towards your parents a little more, what happened to you.
Jerico: every time I tell people of my trauma and abuse they brush it off. Sometimes I feel like im making things up.
Desmond: thats something called gaslighting, an abusers favorite tool. I promise you that whatever you tell me ill Belive you,please, go on ahead
Jerico: its gonna get grim really fast,are you sure?
Desmond: yes.
Jerico: dont say I didnt warn you.
[End tape 4]
Level ending:
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Desmond: oh jerico im so sorry...
Jerico: I told you.
Desmond: what your bilogical parents did was abuse, you are right. I Belive you.
Jerico: thank you,you dont know how much I needed that.
[End tape 1]
Desmond: your biological parents had no right to treat you like that, you were just a child figuring out the world. You didnt need to be perfect.
Jerico: try n tell em that.
Desmond: im sorry your voice was never heard, I cant begin to imagine the pain and anger you Carry
Jerico: there are days I feel like the screams I could never let out Will burn through my throat, that ill die with all this hatred in my veins. If it doesnt kill me first ,that is
Desmond: I promise you it wont,im here to help.
[End tape 2]
Desmond: all those things that you needed to be patient and stop complaining were ways to Keep you silent. You were right.
Jerico: It was such bullshit!
Desmond: it was,you were standing up for yourself, which is the right thing to do. You are not a difficult child for having needs, you were and still are a great daughter anyone would be happy to have. Your adoptive par- your parents are so proud of you
Jerico,audible smile: they are,they tell me every day.
[End tape 3]
Desmond: thats good to hear,you deserve it. [Clock goes off] I think our time Is up.
Jerico: it is, well..thanks. I needed to let everything out
Desmond: always glad to help. [Pause] oh! On your way out tell Lucas to come in
Jerico: Will do!
[A little distant]
Jerico: Lucas! Hey, uh the doc says its your turn
Lucas: thanks- [pause]hey uh..are those tears?
Jerico,sniffing: yeah it uh..got emotional.
Lucas, concerned and very soft sounding of not a little protective: are you okay?
Jerico: im...[short pause] getting there I think.
Lucas: thats uh- good. Hey uh before you go uh...[a little too long pause]. C-can I get yo-your number? Please dont think im some dirty old Man
Jerico,laughs: yeah, hold on. [Scribbling]. Here...and dont worry, I dont think youre some creepy old Man.
Lucas:oh- g great!
Jerico: have a nice day,lieutenant cole
Lucas, audible smile: you too, Ms.Castro.
[End tape 4]
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cassidieatgw2 · 1 year ago
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Secrets of the Obscure afterthoughts pt 2
See post below for part one, in this I will be talking about the story, below cut. Beware, spoilers plenty ahead.
Now, let's get to the story. The commander getting tricked to give an interview to the nosy reported, only to have her distort everything at the end is a classic. That makes me think that at some point, in Cantha, they actually actively avoided Mi-Rae. I'm picturing Cassidie going to Rama at the end of it asking for the face masker back. "what for, commander? you're not going to commit more crimes?", "it's that reporter, Mi-Rae... she's after me!", "...... totally yours, commander. Good luck.". Only to be tricked by a letter (that depends on character race, to my main asura is a Taimi sounding too formal and then enjoying the order, nice and tidy, of their lab like some major obcession with cleanliness that they do not have; or my humans reading that the queen spoke to them via Faren. Demanding to go back to Divinity's Reach is a nightmare to Ehru, he avoids that place and his adoptive parents, to the point of moving permanently to Arborstone until he has enough money to rent an apartment in Kaineng) (wouldn't it be funny that one of these days a royal wedding is announced and it would be Jenna marrying Faren?).
Speaking of weddings, still no lesbian wedding of the millenium. I don't believe Anet would marry them off screen, when everyone is so damn invested on it, but when contacting Marjory, she says that both of them are busy enjoying the good life and from what I have already gathered from wedding planning it's everything but the good life... unless I'm wrong, or wedding planning in Tyria is not stressfull at all, and fine and dandy. Anet, don't... and please have the commander pick up the bouquet after, please!
The commander noticing that everyone is fine and happy, but behing sad about it... also lonely. It speaks loads. Their only purpose was to fight to save Tyria, and now that everythings fine they have nothing. A good continuying line from the previous episode, and good food for thoughts and story.
Commander snoops around and gets pulled to a rift to another dimention. Though, on my second run I noticed that it is written that the kryptis are targeting a powerful individual in Tyria, and by the looks of it it can only be the commander. So...
Yay, more trauma! Now we hear voices!
So, I loved having Zojja finally here and well. And I loved that she admitted to being angry all the time, not managing her trauma of losing Snaff, plus the blighting pod trauma and losing respect of her peers in Rata Sum. But something was irking me, and I think I get it now: Zojja hints at resentment that the commander didn't care enough to go find her and see her, like we didn't care, but the truth is... we cared. My commander cared. Cassidie cared. Headcannon, they went to the hospital to visit Zojja and got barred everytime. They went to Zojja's lab, to check if there was anything new. We cared, we spent the last two expansions and living stories asking for Zojja, and to get it delivered saying that we didn't care enough feels like a slap in the face. Like, thanks a lot Anet.
Oh, I like Mabon...
I like the new characters, because they are all misfits. The asuran that no longer fit well in their society, the not-rock dwarf that splits in two, the last jotun lady with not-so-lady-like features and still powerful magic, the good and caring mursaar, the smart skritt that basically fell in an inteligence cauldron, the char Gladium that is hard of hearing and mute... they are all misfists. Has a person that is another misfit, that never belonged anywhere (and I'm speaking both in real life and in the game) that is... conforting. I really loved them. New best friends for life. Also, the commander is a magical anomaly. At this point, it is clear that the commander is something that no one knows what exactly the commander is. They are not exactly mortal, they died and came back, they nearly died a few times, they have been exposed to a ton load of magic and radiation, even the demon lords can't quite pin down what we are exactly, some ghosts and other beings hint at them being a reincarnation of another hero but there is no reincarnation in Tyria, or at least not any other case of it besides us. Thus, contributing to the commanders isolation from everyone else. A misfit. Just like them. And maybe something more?
The whole idea of the fractals is interesting and quite explorable. It means that there are copies of people with different outcomes, now materialized. You now what this means? There could be copies of Trahearne, Snaff, Eir, Blish, Almorra, you name it. Is there a copy of the commander? Not clear. And also, the fractal of if the commander gave up on stopping Balthazar, or really died. Because, it was a stone in their conscience: what if they didn't do this, to prevent some outcome? And there is the answer, not good. To a commander who is riffled with doubts and guilt, it could help... or maybe make things worse... (and Zojja's journals did not help either); it was cool seeing Rata Novus and Zinn, and domesticated chak.
I headcannon that Lyhr is gay for Rand Waylit.
It was interesting seeing people think of Dagda as trans; and I'm thorn. On one hand, I want Dagda as a not conventional buff woman, and on the other hand a trans woman that is still recognisable as trans because she's not womanly enough (although it might be just because she changed name due to a traumatic past, and the demons are deadnaming the poor thing). Well, maybe they are not excluding each other. I also headcannon her as lebian, though it's a bit of falling on the cliché of buff woman being lesbian. Okay, she's a trans buff jotun lady lesbian for Waiting Sorrow (by the name I'm going to guess is a kodan).
The Wizard's Tower is really cool.
Oh no, I shure hope nothing happens to Mabon.
Anet, goddamit...
Good writting or bad writting debate aside, I understand why they wrote it this way, but that still does not make me happy with the story. There were other ways. They are repeating what they did with Snaff just for the sake of what, compelling Zojja to take the wizards place? The problem is that there was already a place, she was already on her way to that. Also, didn't the mursaat separate themselfs in aspects? Or phase out of Tyria? Why couldn't he do that? Why could we clean Dagda, Lyhr and Isgarren with no problem but he has to die? R'tchikk says that every wizard has a special hability, refering to Lyhr and his facets, but about Mabon is his empathy... which isn't a special hability (is one that more people should have, though). Could he come back? There was a moment where I felt that could be a possibility, but no, it was just for a stupid memory that was way out of place and held nothing to the story (a fight? really?).
Plus Mabon liked us. (don't ask me why I liked him, I guess because he was nice and all... I generally don't like buff guys).
What Isgarren said during the last part could have hurt the commander. For mine, who is already riddled with anxiety and guilt, who just had to kill someone they liked again, who thinks that it is all their fault, they should have never set a foot in the Wizard's world, it would be too much.
Although, Isgarren and the commander woul make quite the dancing pair. They are kinda alike, or so everyone points out. They could end up together.
I know everyone liked Cerus, and Peitha. I didn't, not really. Couldn't care less about Cerus, Peitha still has too much of a feminine dainty little lady look for being the demon sister of Cerus. I liked Nourys, though, yeah, bring me the cosmic eldritch horrors! Am curious for Eparch.
Please bring Mabon back. I don't care, bad writting for bad writting, if anyone complains, it's already kinda trashy anyway.
Please make the commander more expressive other than just saying sorry, or what little did they writte on story log. My commander was as grief struck as Zojja, if not more. "We met him for way too little", but I don't care, okay?
Anet please don't muck this up.
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fumikomiyasaki · 2 years ago
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39. kisses for comfort
Lustre & Carol
Touches Ask
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Her gaze was irritated, her body language closed of.... the tutor sat down over a wall seeming somewhat annoyed yet tired... although she tried to calm down somewhat it was hard for her to do so. Her finger tapped impatient against her arm as she sighed once again untill a shadow suddenly blocked the Sun from her body... she turns around to see a familiar face.
“Whats wrong Peach, stressfull students?”
She softened up to look up at him...
“More like a combo of the three worst cases of bothers...”
“Then how about you tell me about it in private...”
She sighed and stood up... both walked to a place around the school where they could be undisturbed.. She sat down in his embrace and started...
“Today many students from other schools were to visit... first I had to listen to almost half an hour of Barry braggin about his wealth while I just wanted to enter the classroom and he blocked it... at least a teacher told him to leave... then there was Lonan who once again started his useless taunts and flirts.... and then of course... Yasuno had to spot me... at least I could use Lonan as a shield before running... now my legs are tired, I just want a break from those three and...  I guess I need a break in general...”
He hugged her tight and turned her around to face him.
“I know its hard Peach... feel free to tell me if you are stuck in such a situation... I do know some people who could maybe keep those away from you... but for now let me give you some energy back.”
Pulling her close and showering her in small kisses she began to laugh and hold him close.
“Thank you... you really do make me feel more happy each time... all three of you do often...”
“Then how about it... tonight we go back to the mansion and spoil you a little... you can decide everything...”
“That sounds... comforting... alright.”
She seemed much less tense and took his embrace...
“Hey Peach, shall we get some fruits together? I feel like sharing some.”
“Yeah... sounds nice... lets.”
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itislove · 2 years ago
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I posted 1,360 times in 2022
43 posts created (3%)
1,317 posts reblogged (97%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
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@safedistancefrombeingsmart
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I tagged 1,349 of my posts in 2022
Only 1% of my posts had no tags
#johnlock - 117 posts
#martin freeman - 97 posts
#benedict cumberbatch - 67 posts
#fanart - 54 posts
#bby.♥ - 54 posts
#iwtv - 44 posts
#me - 41 posts
#same - 32 posts
#tumblr life - 26 posts
#omg - 23 posts
Longest Tag: 121 characters
#also you can always stop reading if it's not for you but there is no need to tell the author that you didn't like the fic
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Johnlock Fic Rec 2/2022
so I had the entire February off, so I reeeeeead a lot of fic ;)
The Prize We Sought is Won by deathfrisbees, Explicit, ~4,6k, First Time, Military Kink
The Military Sort by tristesses (orphan_account), Explicit, ~4k, Dom/Sub PWP
See Recipe for Details by pandoras_chaos, Explicit, ~5k, PWP
Orchideous by orphan_account, Teen and Up, ~4k, Harry Potter Au, Sherlock is a wizard, John a muggle
Particular Peculiarity by saavik13, Mature, ~44k, Victorianlock, Oscar Wilde trials, friends to lovers
a matter of missed connections by beeeskneees, Explicit, ~16k, Unilock, John texts the wrong number and ends up with Sherlock
The Engagement by thedeadparrot, Explicit, ~10k, Arranged marriage, Sherlock is a Prince and gets engaged to John Watson
Not Safe For Work by orphan_account, Explicit, ~3,4k, John runs a porn tumblr blog, Sherlock knows of it
The Vision by cloud-wolfbane, Mature, ~38k, Soulmate AU
What I Would Delete by PixChuu22, Explicit, ~6k, PWP with Angst
Battle to the Top by Living_In_a_Fanatasy, Explicit,~ 4,6k, PWP
The Doctor by CarmillaCarmine, Explicit, ~6k, PWP in a Doctor's office
Part of everything I do by JohnLockDivision, GA, ~2,4k, Soulmate AU
With Your Crooked Heart by positivelymeteoric, Teen and Up, ~6k, Soulmate AU
we have never seen a greater day than this by Lediona, Teen and Up, ~36k, WWII AU, Sherlock is a Prince, John a Soldier
A Matter of Chance by weneedtotalkaboutsherlock, Explicit, ~101k, Regency AU, Class differences, Sherlock is a virgin and a smol baby ;)
The Impossible World by SilentAuror, Explicit, ~30k, John is having an affair with Sherlock, lots of feelings and porn
The Reawakening of John Watson by 221b_careful_what_you_wish_for, Explicit, ~20k, Western AU, Sherlock is an Illustrator, John a Writer
26 notes - Posted March 3, 2022
#4
Johnlock Fic Rec 8/22
this was the most stressfull summer I ever had, I've been working two jobs and I had not a single day off!! I hope I will not remember this time!! anyway here's what I read
Nature and Nurture by earlgreytea68, Mature, ~203k, Parentlock, Friends to Husbands, Sherlock accidentally gets cloned, John and Sherlock adopt the little one
Capability by mydwynter, Explicit, ~4k, PWP
Playing Footsie by justacookieofacumberbatch, Mature, ~2k, Stag Night, PWP
that thing you like by misspamela, Explicit, ~7k, Fake Relationship, meeting the parents, friends to lovers
It Isn't Srange Until You Think About It by ivyblossom, Teen and Up, ~4,5k, for a case, friends to lovers, POV: John
A Priori by rabidsamfan, Explicit, ~5k, Victorianlock, Established Relationship
The Closet Offence by sans_patronymic, Explicit, ~2k, Victorianlock, PWP
38 notes - Posted August 31, 2022
#3
December, 1963 comes on on the radio... 10 men down, 6 heavily injured, when I come to 4 men are restraining me...
46 notes - Posted September 21, 2022
#2
Johnlock Fic Rec 3/2022
March was....something else, but thank god fanfiction was there for me!
Vain Head and Double Heart by HerHighness, Teen and Up, ~7,4k, Soulmate AU
A Brand of Gold by aquabelacqua, Mature, ~13k, IDIOTS to lovers, sexting, phone sex
All the Times Something ALMOST Happened by allonsys_girl, Teen and Up, ~9k, Angst, Pining Sherlock
The Liar and The Lost by unholiest, Mature, ~38k, mourning, Sherlock away in Serbia, John comes to the rescue, lots of feeels
How Sherlock Holmes Was Compelled to Remember... by MirithGriffin, Mature, ~5,8k, Victorianlock, first time, christmas, turkish baths
Buried Treasure by kedgeree, Teen and Up, ~2,8k, mind palace, friends to lovers
My First, My Only, and My Forever by vintagelilacs, Explicit, ~6k, Sherlock is a Virgin Baby, John is very aroused by this
Until the End of the World by SarahCat1717, General, ~3k, songfic, pining Sherlock
Strings by EstherShapiro, Explicit, ~5k, PWP, massages
Not Broken, Just Bent by Schmiezi, Explicit, ~87,5k, S3 Fix-it, captivity, torture, character death, happy ending
Reason goes before a Fall by Lorelei_Lee, Mature, ~28k, John thinks he can't have Sherlock and resolves his sexual tention with a sex worker, who turns out to be Sherlock in disguise
Not Literal Shelves by westernredcedar, Mature, ~4k, Stag Night
Messages From Deep Waters by J_Bailier, Explicit, ~56k, Sherlock messed up an assignement from his brother and gets sent to a remote island where he meets John! SERIOUSLY GO READ
Ennui by bittergreens, Explicit, ~6,8k, PWP, First Time
You SHould Have Changed Course Long Ago by msdisdain, Explicit, ~33k, Angst, John leaves London, evenual happy ending
What My Body Has Seen by philalethia, Explicit, ~12k, PWP, Sherlock has a come kink
Another Country by Chryse, Explicit, ~67k, Drug use, recovery, Tab fix it
141 notes - Posted April 1, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Moldova gets the spirit of esc
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dojae-huh · 2 years ago
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One of them admitted and then locked her IG account. What an unfortunate event after the bomb hoax. Its so stressfull for us on 2nd day but thank God everything runs smoothly , 127 seems akward and still nervous/worry but its getting better n better till the end, our bunny happy again, jae play the comforthing part here since day 1.
I hope the bad stuff will be soon forgotten and only good memories remain.
I haven't seen much footage of JaeDo (except Jaehyun leading up to mentioning of Do's solo during a ment). Could you tell us in what way Jaehyun was comforting? And whom? Fans or Doyoung? I know Jae wrote a bubble after the 2nds day about "Sorry" banners and all.
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dumbnaa · 14 days ago
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STRESSFULL
Journal Entry #1 Oktober 13, 2024
I’m going back to hostel after almost a week vacation in my hometown at Kedah. I left at 11 am in the morning for my six hour journey. I just stopped by at the RNR for a while to get some food. Unconciously, a six hour journey turned into nine hour journey due to severe traffic jams. After arriving I instantly lie down because of the fatigue. The next day I felt sick and starting to vomited everything that I ate. I looked almost half dead because I vomited a lot and didn’t have any energy left to get out of bed. My friend bought me bread to fill my stomach but I have no appetite at all.
This situation lasts for almost three days and I can’t even swallow medicine because once I did I’m gonna throw up again. I also got a fever but I didn’t want to go to the clinic because of the long waiting. When my mother call me I cried out loud because usually when I’m sick she is the who would take care of me but she’s far away from me. It was a hectic 3 days for me because I’m pack with a lot of assignment but I can’t do anything and can’t even get up. I hope I will never get sick again like ever.
Sincerely,
NASUHA
Journal entry #2 Oktober 25, 2024
Today I have a morning class as usual at 8:00 am. I woke up in the morning with a nice feeling but on my way to class I met someone that I didn’t like. She smilled at me and i smiled back with a fake one. I finished my class and going to eat with my friends and the other person that I will refer as ‘B’ keep following us eventhough she knows that we didn’t like her at all. I dislike her behaviour so much because she always rude to other people when we are not close enough for her to use the rude tone when talking. We looked like some kids who’s running around trying to run from a kidnapper. She tried to join us without hesistation. People may say we are overeacting but her behaviour always annoyed us. She stayed but didn’t eat anything and waited for us to go back together. We make a lot excuse so that she won’t come with us but she still going with us and said “it’s okay I can wait and you can pay for me first for my bus fare” with a rude tone.
Sincerely,
NASUHA
Journal entry #3 Oktober 29, 2024
This week is a very hectic week because it’s almost week 14 for a student. The pile of unfinished task make me want to vomit and had severe migrained . There’s so much to do and at the same time I don’t know which one to start with. I felt like my head were going to explode and burst into flames because I was so stress. I don’t even have time to eat because I was so busy with assignment and MARA documents. I thought I already prepared all the document and turn out I’m still missing out a lot. I had to make a lot of trip from hostel to college on the same day since I need to get it settle as soon as possible. Today’s weather is very hot and make me almost fainted because I walked back and forth so much. My sweat fall down from my forehead and my clothes drenched with sweats.
Sincerely,
NASUHA
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dwight-dewey-riley · 4 months ago
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♡ -Dwight and Roman @labcampkill
Send ♡ to see what my muse thinks of yours
Dwight
●●○○○ | ATTRACTION
●●●●○ | AFFECTION
●●●○○ | INTEREST
●●●○○ | LOYALTY
●●●●○ | TRUST
LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH
Dwight was welcoming and friendly when Dewey came to the fog under bad circumstances. He helped him and offered a place at his own campfire. They had nice conversations and got a long pretty well. Without Dwight the fog would be darker and colder, the warm laugh and smile wouldnt be there anymore to lighten the mood. He consider Dwight as a good friend, evenso they don't know eachother for that long. He would love to completly trust him however Dewey's past was to awful. To many close friends and colleques turned on them and stabbed them down. He will never be able to fully trust anyone anymore.
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Roman
●●○○○ | ATTRACTION
●●●●○ | AFFECTION
●●●●○ | INTEREST
●●●●○ | LOYALTY
●●●●● | TRUST
LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH
When Dewey started working in hollywood he crew on Roman and the crew. The work may had been stressfull sometimes but in the end they still could have fun on set and drink after. Here and then they would party. But times changed fast, Dewey was there undercover because of some suspisions to the Ghostface/Cidney Prescott case.
The crew got more stressed and nervous, Roman wouldnt stop complaining and some people start getting killed. Everything becomes a nightmare once again.
Dewey didnt had much time for Roman or the crew as they worked on the murder chases. He was flabbergastered, shocked even as he saw Roman on the ground as Ghostface at the end of the final showdown. But that wasnt even the worse part. Roman got into a sudden francy of exploding emotions and forced Deweys hand.
After that he had to get wasted at home. His trust shatterd and blood on his hands.
Years later he woke up in the fog with little memorys and a headache. What happend yesterday? He forgott many years of his life due to the manipulation of the entity.
He was so done and stressed when he happend to run into several Ghostfaces again during trials. But then, oh shock, Roman is still alive? Not only that HE IS PISSED! Dewey feels guilty for what he did and can't desite if he deserves to be traped here or not. Yet, he only protected Cidney, he sure did the right thing. Even if it doesnt feel like it.
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dirtwatching · 1 year ago
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reading experiment #0
before starting the experiment in which i try to overcome my reading block, i want to reflect on my relationship with books and reading.
i've always loved reading and would spend a lot of time with that. i think its safe to say that it was, at least partially an act of escapism, but lets not get into that right now. i was more of an intensive than an extensive reader, meaning i oftentimes reread the same books or stayed within certain series or genres, rather than reading everything. as life got more stressfull and i grew more depressed, i stopped this reading habit, but for some reason still decided to study literature in both my BAs (anglophone and scandinavian literature fyi). So during my bachelors i still read a lot but usually only what i was assigned. as i know many other literary scholars do, i struggled with reading for enjoyment, but i suppose reading for my studies still kept me in practice.
since i started my masters and moved, i have been a lot busier. i have 1 1/2 student jobs, do volunteer work and somehow have to find time to run a household and occasionally work out. i have started to neglect even the assigned reading, and lost all passion for literature. as i mentioned above, this definitely has something to do with depression.
but i feel really bad for my lack of reading. mainly because i like to think of myself as a person who reads. i want that intellectual vibe, that cultural capital, to keep up with the canon. furthermore, i think by reading again, i could potentially train my attention span. furthermore, i would like to spend more time offline.
heres the idea for this project: im gonna put 25 minutes (the length of one pomodoro cycle) aside everyday for reading. i will give a short update here on how everything went. to start off, i will set this challenge for two weeks.
to reignite the reading spark i will start within my reading bubble, going back to books i have already read, hoping they will eventually lead me to other, new books.
newspapers/magazines and comics are included in my definition. in order to achieve the offline-goal, ebooks only count when read with my ebook reader.
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krxideprnz · 3 years ago
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I’m so thirsty for Sang-Woo man. What about meeting Sang-Woo after the games. He’d be so angry and damaged after everything even if he puts up such a strong front. The sex would be 👌👌 though
Me too! 😩 Sangwoo makes me loose it istg- i don’t know why this is low key emotional but I hope you enjoy this <3
Also- no femdom for once 😳🕶🤏
missing you - sangwoo cho
afab // bottom reader
18+ minors dni
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Unwashed dishes were starting to pile up in the sink, even though you had rarely eaten much during the last week.
Your lover, and soon to be husband, Sangwoo hasn´t been home in a week, no texts, no calls, he didn´t even say goodbye when he left.
The last time you saw him he seemed... off. Like something was wrong. But he told you that everything was fine and work was just stressfull, and you believed him. You always did- you trusted him.
The next day you woke up to an emty bed, and he hasn´t returned since. Didn´t pick up when you called either.
You stood up, lazily walking over to the bathroom when you heard the doorbell.Feeling hope rush through you, you ran over to the door. With excitement filling in your veins- you opened the door.
Infront of you was a deliveryman, holding out a letter to you.
Your could feel your excitement die down as you thanked him, accepting the letter and shutting the door behind you with a sigh. with every ring of the doorbell you hoped- but it was never him.
Throwing the letter on the kitchen counter- it wasn´t important anyway- you went to your bedroom, the room that you usually shared with Sangwoo, the room that was now messy and lonely.
If he had at least told you where he was going- you wouldn´t feel so miserable.
What if something happened to him?
You knew about his debt, and you helped in any way you could, but you could only do so much.
With each passing day you worried about his wellbeing, and it was driving you insane. You felt helpless. And it wasn’t getting better with each passing day.
As you undressed to get ready for a quick nap, the doorbell rang again. This time, you decided to stay in your room, they could just leave whatever they wanted to deliver next door or infront of your door.
But the loud ringing didn´t stop, it only grew more frequent.
So with a sigh, you grabbed your bathing robe and put in on on your way to the door.
You gently pushed it open.
There, in your doorway, was your fiance, completely soaked from the rain and his shirt covered in blood. You wasted no time and pushed him into the apartment, wordlessly you looked him up and down.
As you went to run him a bath his strong arm stopped you.
You looked into his eyes. His grip tightened as he pulled you into a bone crushing hug. He smelled like rain and blood, and you could feel water dripping down his hair onto your shoulder.
„Where have you been, Sangwoo?“ when you spoke his name, he buried his face in the crook of you neck, breathing in the familiar scent of you that he missed so much.
After a while, he answered with a groan.
„I missed you“
His deep voice made you shiver.He didn´t answer your question, but you chose to ignore it, you were going to ask him when he was feeling better.
For now, you wanted to take care of him.
Wiggling out of his stong embrace, you smiled softly at him.
„Come on, let me run you a bath and make you some food, we can talk after“
Without waiting for his reply, you went to the bathroom and got everything ready, lighting some candles and laying out some towels for him.
After that you returned to the hallway, where he was still standing. He looked out of it- like he didn´t really understand why and how was here, he wore a deep frown, looking down at his bloody hands.
You helped him take of his jacket and grabbed his hand to lead him to the bathroom. The both of you passed the kitchen and his gaze swept over the messy counters, he looked at you, observing you.
The deep eyebags, how your hand was shaking in his.
Are you scared?
Deciding to push that thought to the back of his head, Sangwoo took of the rest of his clothes, and looked at you.
You thought he wanted you to go, so you quickly moved towards the door.
„No. (Y/N), stay.“
The way your name rolled of his tongue made shivers run down your spine.
His eyes closely watched as you removed your robe, your soft skin being exposed as you stood before him. You felt shy under his gaze, so you quickly went into the tub, pulling your knees close to you body before he joined you in the warm water.
„Sangwoo.. I-“ you were about to ask him to explain- to tell you where he´s been and what happened, but you were interrupted when he pulled you close once again.
You were now laying on his chest, face inches away from his, looking up at him helplessly.
His hands grabbed your chin and his lips captured yours, kissing you like he was starving.
And he was- and so were you.
You moaned into his mouth, hands running over his exposed chest, caressing every inch of his toned body. He pulled you even closer, kneading the flesh of your thighs with his hands.
You pulled away for air, and he began attacking your neck with his mouth, leaving deep purple marks- marking you as his.
Your moans and the sounds of water echoed through the room as you were able to loose yourself in him again.
His touch amde every question you had disppear into thin air as his hands explored your body like it was the first time.
„Were you waiting for me?“ he asked, breathing onto you neck before biting down on it.
„Of course I was waiting for you...“ you began, biting back a moan when one of his hands moved between your legs.
„I couldn´t stop thinking about you“
While your statement was meant inncoent, you realized how it came across when his breath hitched and his fingers spread apart your sensitive folds.
„Oh really... Did you touch yourself thinking about me?“ his fingertips moved along your clit teasilngly, waiting for your answer with a knowing smirk.
A blush crept onto your cheeks. You did, thinking about his experienced touch, how he always knew what you needed- you missed, no, you craved it.
You nodded and his hands moved lower until he was teasing your entrance with his skilled fingers.
„Say it. Tell me how desperate you were for me“
It always amazed you how easy it was for him to break down your walls and make you fall right into his intoxicating trance. You wanted to ask him so many things, wanted to know where hes been-
Yet you found yourself begging for his touch, ignoring every rational thought in your head.
„I missed you so much- our sheets smelled so familiar too.. I couldn´t resist“ you purposely brushed your hand against his erect member, forcing a low groan out of his throat.
Two of his fingers moved inside of you, spreading your velvety walls apart with practiced ease.
You fell forward when he started moving at a fast pace inside of you, your hands scrambling to hold onto his shoulders for support. He was setting a fast pace right from the start, moan after moan tumbling from your lips.
Sangwoo leaned forward to kiss you once again, forcing his tongue between your lips to explore your mouth.
Your hands tangled in his short hair, you pulled him even closer- you couldn´t get eough of him. Every touch was intoxicating and you couldn’t get enough.
He added another finger, spreading you out more and more- preparing you for what comes next.
„S-sangwoo..“ you whimpered as you broke the kiss, instead leaving kisses along his collarbone, marking him as yours just like he did with you. Your touch felt hot on his skin.
You soon realized he wanted you just as much as you wanted him when his movements became erratic and his breathing became faster and staggered.
He was driving you closer and closer to your orgasm, the familiar feeling in your abdomen, ready to burst. His want to watch you unravel was just as intense as your need to release.
„Don´t stop now.. please- ah! Fuck..“ he didn´t slow down his movements like you expected him too, he only went faster until your high washed over you, making you cum with a broken cry of his name.
Your high died down, breathing starting to get slower as you looked into his eyes.
His cock was craving attention too, you noticed how his head rolled back when you playfully grined against him after he removed his fingers from you.
A low moan of your name escaped his lips when you took him into your hand, your thumb moving over the visible vein on his length. You started to move your hand up and down, giving extra attention to his tip, watching as his lips parted to let out low groans.
His eyes were glued onto you, how you bit your lips, how your hands looked around his cock.
He was enraptured. Sangwoo was now bucking into your hand- wordlessly begging for more of your touch, wich you gladly gave to him.
You could feel yourself getting wetter with each of his moans- moans of your name. It felt good to know that you could make him feel desperate and needy too, and you wanted more of it, more of his sounds.
„You´re so good- such a good girl for me“ he spooke between gasps when you quickened your movements. His chest moved with his heavy breaths and you could feel his legs kick softly underneath your body.
Your thumb moved over his slit, spreading the precum that formed on his tip.
You looked up at him in confusion when he grabbed your hand, denying himself of his orgasm, biting his bottom lips between his teeth.
„I need to be inside of you, now“
And without any other word, he spun the both of you around so you were underneath him, his cock prodding at your entrance.
Looking up at him, you spoke;
„I love you, Sangwoo“ you grabbed his face between your hands and pressed loving kisses to his face.
He pushed his length into your core, feeling your walls tighten around him, pulling him in.
„I.. I love you too“
No other words were said until he was fully sheathed inside of your tight cunt, letting you get completely adjusted to his size. You were repeating his words in your head.
Sangwoo wasn’t one to speak his feelings often, but when he did you always cherished it.
He started to thrust in and out of you at a steady pace after you allowed him too.
You could feel tears building up in your eyes as the reality of the situation settled in. Your lover was finally back, after days of worrying you could have him in your arms again.
„Ah! Sangwoo I´m- I´m so glad.. you´re okay“ you whimpered, and he took your legs into his hands, lifting them over his shoulders to thrust deeper into you.
He could feel his voice shake as he talked;
„I missed you too..ngh-! (Y/N)!“ his mouth hung open as he moaned breathlessly.
To say your name like this again, to see you under him, how you smiled so lovingly at him- He could feel himself tear up, but he presssed his lips against yours in a desperate kiss before you could notice.
Sangwoo didn´t want you to see him so vulnerable, he couldn´t. He wanted to be strong, calm and collected. And even though you told him countless times, it was hard for him to finally let go. Even now.
You cried out against his lips when he met that particular spot inside of you. Your legs tightened around his neck, your hands tangling in his messy black hair.
You could feel his breath on your neck from the closeness of your faces, and when you leaned back you saw it- a single tear rolling down his face.
He was quick to wipe it away when you noticed, and you gave him a sad smile.
„Dont hide from me, Sangwoo. I wan´t to see all of you“ you managed to get out between gasps and moans, his thrusts were getting more intense by the second, drawing you closer to your second orgasm today. He didn´t say anything after that, he only looked away with a barely noticable blush forming on his face.
That was enough for you for now. You knew it was a huge step for him to come to your place today- covered in blood and sweat, drenched by the rain pouring outside, you didn’t want to push him further.
After a few more thrust, you could tell he was close too.
His eyes were closed, loosing himself in the pleasure- loosing himself inside of you. Sangwoos hands moved across your upper body, skillfully stimulating your sensitive skin.
„Im- so..ah- close!“ your orgasm was building up quickly, and so was Sangwoo’s.
„Cum with me, alright? H-hah.. only a bit more“
Hands grabbing your ass, Sangwoo pulled you closer to meet his thrusts, drilling inside of you ruthlessly. The water from the bathtub splashed around you from the sheer intensity of your lovemaking.
„Three.. t-two..“ his hips stuttered foward.
„One-!“ the both of you said in unison as you came around his cock with a breathless cry.
He spilled his cum deep inside of you, head falling back as he moaned your name. He fucked you through your orgasm as your walls pulsated around his member.
Still buried deep inside of you, he collapsed onto your chest.
Your hands found their way to his head, caressing his wet hair lovingly.
No words were spoken, the only sound filling the small bathroom were heavy breaths.
He was with you now- Sangwoo was back and in your arms. You could wait for his explanation until tomorrow, for now, all you needed was for him to be here with you once more.
With a smile, you pressed a kiss to his head.
„Im so glad your back, Sangwoo,
I love you“
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