#happy monthsary to this blog (≧▽≦)

[kairiscorner]

to celebrate this blog's monthsary, i have a lil gift for y'all :D hoping y'all love it, and hoping i'll see you guys more on my blog! cheers (✿◕‿◕✿)

celebrating your monthsary with them

miles morales 1610

oh, to say he'd been anxious for this day was an understatement; he was both happy, excited, nervous, kinda sick in his stomach as he realizes it's been around 30 whole days since you agreed to be with him. 30 whole days. usually, from what he's heard and seen, not a lot of high school romances go on after 14 days, 21 if they really wanted to push it--and to see that you still loved him the same way he loved you, even as he constantly falls for you more and more everyday... man, oh man, do you put butterflies in his stomach.

he went all out this time and stayed up the whole night painting something for you. i like to think miles hasn't traditionally painted on canvas and with paintbrushes for a hot minute, so he kinda was stumped when he realized that he would have to refresh himself on how to do it; but it was for you, so of course, he'd make it perfect and made it scream: 'i'm in love with you, please, never forget that my love for you is here. it'll only get better from here on out as long as i'm with you'.

when he handed the painting to you, he looked disheveled and tired, but he smiled widely as he handed it to you. he used graffiti on some parts because he knows how passionate you are about it just as he is--that's another reason he wanted to be with you in the first place, you understood him and love him and his passions as well. he painted all your favorite things on it, scenes of his favorite memories with you, as if the photos themselves were placed on the painting... he thought of you the whole time he made this.

"happy monthsary, love. sorry, i know i sound so corny right now... but i just really, really love you and... and i wanna keep loving you, every day, week, month, year--every lifetime after this."

miles morales 42

like his counterpart, he would have been a little skeptical at how long you've been with him--how come you haven't gotten tired of being with the same boy every day? how do you still find room in your heart to think of him as someone special? how come you still light up his world every single time he looks at you, sees you smile, and feels you hold on to him? ...you've got him questioning how long he can keep being in this paradise with you and being so damn smitten with you in every way possible.

he hasn't felt such a warm and meaningful connection with someone he truly adores for the longest time–and he wants to let you know you are the most important person in his life apart from his mom and uncle aaron.

i think he'd take you out on a date, and that'd be a total shocker to you since usually, miles hates going out when it's not discussed between you two in advanced; but this time is different, this time marks the beginning of a new month for you two, a new beginning in your relationship as you continue to be with him despite how difficult he can get.

he shows up at your doorstep with lilacs wrapped in a pretty bouquet, and looking at you with such soft eyes and an adoring smile on his face, he mutters a thank you for being with him for this long; for remaining humble and kind towards him even if he can be a handful all the time.

"happy monthsary, mi cielo. i might sound like a total dork right now, but... i love you. and i keep finding myself falling for you over and over and over again whenever i see you, hear you, and feel you close to me. i promise, i will never make you feel lonely or sad, so long as you'll let me. because... i really love you."

gwen stacy

you have given gwen so much relief over the time that you were there for her before you two got together, and albeit she was extremely nervous and anxious about being your girlfriend and opening her heart up again to someone near and dear to her heart, she truly cherishes you and is beyond grateful that you never changed her or forced her to bury that fear just to feel like everything's okay.

she will admit that she often feels scared and that breaking up would be good for the both of you, but she also feels like she wouldn't be the same without you. you've changed her life for the better in so many ways, she doesn't really wanna leave you, instead, she wants to protect you and make sure you're safe–but actually, you end up doing that for her, too.

she's eternally grateful for you since, in your own ordinary, little ways–without even knowing it sometimes–you save gwen time and time again from her own insecurities and self-doubt; and as you stay with her for a whole month, never once neglecting her or her needs, she feels more reassured that you do love her, that she is doing okay, and that you wouldn't just leave her out of the blue.

she'd show her appreciation by sitting with you under the stars in a spot in the park or by a more secluded area only you two know about and just... admire you as you're admiring the stars, and eventually her when you feel her gaze on you.

"i don't know what i did to deserve you coming into my life, i know i messed up a lot in the past, but... maybe the universe is kinder to me this time. maybe i can love without having to think anything bad'll happen, and... i always want that person to receive all my love to be you, and only you."

pavitr prabhakar

he'd actually keep count of all the days you two have been together; like, every day you are with him is never erased from his mind. i think pav would have amazing memory, and actually, there's never a day that went by for the past month that didn't have you two in it. be it the good and the bad, the calm and the chaotic, you two are always together, and he can recall each and every thing, great and small, that made him feel happy with you.

though he says being spider man is easy for him, loving you is much easier. it comes to him like how breathing comes to him, it feels natural, not forced, and like it was always meant to happen for him to feel like he's really living, that he's alive.

your love gives him more of a reason to keep trying as spider man as pavitr, even though you had only been with him for a month, he can picture living every day for the rest of his life with you. i think what he'd do to express that would be through him whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he holds you close as you two are bonding at his place or yours--just in each others' company.

"i can't believe i'm literally the coolest guy in all of mumbattan, but i'm dating the one person who makes me feel like all of this is worthwhile; that it all means something to be... me, and it's to be with you. thank you, love, for being my purpose. you'll always be my purpose every day."

hobie brown

now hobie doesn't like labels, but... he is quite a sentimental guy, believe it or not. when he realized today was the exact day you two agreed to be reciprocate each others' feelings, he felt a little tingly about it, a little warm, a little fuzzy, a little... well, a whole lot actually, a whole lot brighter about what's to come in the future.

hobie wants you to know, even though he tries to express it so many times over the 30-ish days you two have been together, that he loves you not only for how you look, how you smile, how you fight, how you speak, how you laugh, how you do everything... but also how you've grown on him, how you've practically become his everything.

he's a very chill and low-key guy, but he really wants you to know that even without a label, you're not just "somebody" to him. so, he's been collecting small mementos of scraps from battles, sanded them down, and polished them to look prettier and... made you a promise bracelet.

"now, i know i said i don't believe in consistency, but you're the sole exception, love. this bracelet i made for you, it... it means more than what words will allow. it'll hold all the promises i've ever made you and will continue to make, and every time i'll see it on you, you'd best believe i'll make them all come true. such as this one i'm about to make right now: to love you forever and ever, in an inconsistently consistent way, just the way you love it."

miguel o'hara

he didn't realize it had been a whole month since he admitted to you that you've been the only one he's loved for the longest time. it actually scares him a little, how no universe has collapsed ever since you agreed to date him, almost as if... this was supposed to happen; he was allowed to love you.

the thought of you loving him also scares him a bit, knowing that he can be scary and intimidating a lot of the time, he hopes you never felt the urge to hide from him or leave him be; he hates to admit this, but he can't be himself when you're not around. you have provided him with so much relief from all the pain and sorrow he's experienced for the longest time, and to lose you would... it would be like losing everything he's worked so hard to keep.

your love is worthwhile to him, a warm, nurturing, humble kind of love that he is scared to lose. you try to reassure him all the time that he deserves it, and he still struggles to believe you, but seeing as how you've kept loving him for a whole month and never left him once... he wants to thank you for it.

he doesn't exactly have a fancy gesture for it, other than create a whole ass ring for you that acts like his watch. he wants you to know that with this ring, he is just one call away. he wishes he gave this to you the moment you said yes to him, but better late than never, no? he can feel himself crumbling as he fumbles over his words, just kinda hoping that... you'll kiss him to shut him up and spare him from the embarrassment.

"um... sorry that i... i never really gave this to you before, b-but i'm here to give it now. it's a ring i made, it works like the watch, but it's way more compact, and, uh... you can call me on it anytime if you need me. i'm just one call away, if you need anything... i'll be here waiting for you. waiting for you to, to... to call me because... i want you to need me to help you, because... because i truly love you and would dedicate my everything to you."

spider noir

he'd wake up at the crack of dawn to prepare you a whole day of pampering and affection, because he's also kept the details of this day down to the last letter in the front of his mind, every day.

peter is very intricate about how he wants everything you experience today to have at least some semblance of how he feels about you. he never thought you'd stay with him for this long, he's dreamed of loving you for a lifetime, and now... maybe it'll come true, he can show you all the love he's held back for so long in fear you'd leave him not long after he confessed to you.

he'd buy you flowers of all kinds, he'd open doors for you, pull back your chair when you're going to sit, and... just do all sorts of little gestures of love for you to make sure you're not only happy, comfortable, and safe--but that you feel that what he does for you is a choice for him; a choice for him that he will always choose because he wants you.

he'd try his hardest with aunt may to cook you up a wonderful candlelit dinner, and when aunt may leaves you two alone to talk and reminisce such happy memories and a successful relationship so far... he realizes just how much of a little boy he feels when he looks into your eyes; a full-on blush coming on form the tips of his ears down to where his collarbone starts and a goofy grin plastered on his face as he tries to tell you all that he's longed to tell you.

"...thank you, my dearest, for... for bearing with me. it's no easy task to love a man when his name is peter benjamin parker, trust me, i'm very aware of how hard it is. i hope you... i hope you know just how much i adore you, every single day, you are all that fills my mind. i want to give you the happiest life, the best kind of life i can offer you as your lover. so please... if you'll have me for many more months, years, even... i'll show you just how much love a man like me can carry for the most perfect person in the world, who's sitting across me right now and watching me blush as red as a tomato and grin like the happiest guy in the world, which i am right now."

a/n: THANKS AGAIN GUYS FOR ALL THE SUPPORT !! 627 FOLLOWERS ALREADY??? I'M LOVING EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU ALL MORE AND MORE BY THE SECOND <333 THANK YOU GUYSSSSS !!

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[flamesque]

'tis a happy 2 monthsary getting to write rafayel for his beloveds. 🩶

i just wanna say thank you all for sticking around for this long. i truly have been enjoying writing this little shit for you all.

i also wanna give a shout out to @zayne-snowman (our linkon playground's founding father) one of the biggest reasons why i even started a rafayel gimmick blog and then to the beloveds on the playground (even our honorary member) who have been nothing but supportive and loving and have been healing me. it's insane that it's been only 2 months, but here's to hoping for more chaotic and lovely times as the year goes by.

and to everyone else who has been interacting with me, y'all have no idea how much of an impact you have keeping this blog going. thank you so much again for all your support. ; w ; always appreciated and i am truly grateful, i hope you all know that.

[onlyjaeyun]

zadie 🤍🤍🤍🤍

happiest 6th months on enhablr (∩˃o˂∩)♡ !!!!! i remember when i first found your blog, it was somewhere in the middle of hype boy and omg i thank the lucky stars every night that i was able to stumble upon that fic & ur blog 🤍🤍🤍 like what would my life be rn without hype boy!jake, poison!hee & sb!jay?;!!;: sad and miserable. that's what.

it always amazes me how you manage to come up with such good plots and update ur fics so frequently like let me take a look inside ur big brain 🧠🧐 & when i tell u i absolutely LOVE every single one of ur updates i mean it 100% no cap. no exaggeration. i also want to let u know sb!jay is everything to me. i love that man 🥹 im not sure how much more we have left with sb!jay bc i dont really want to think about saying bye to strictly business so soon its exactly like when hype boy and poison ended 🥺🥺 but im also REALLY excited for ur hoon one so i also cant wait for that to come <33

once again, happy 6 monthsary love ( ੭ ˘ ³˘)੭‎°｡⋆♡‧₊˚

🎂 here's a little cake from me to u to celebrate

AAAAAAAH!!!!!!🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 thank you SO much my sweetest love, not gonna lie these words made me so, so emotional like i got all teary eyed because the support and love you guys have shown me these past few months is INSANE and i will forever hold it close to my heart. Of all my tumblr writer experiences this is by FAR the best one. thank you so, so so so so much I love and appreciate you with the entirety of my heart 🥺💞

[qinluofu]

hi!! i wanted to say that i love your account and works sm! especially the older brother series 🫶 you’ve posted about it being your monthsary soon and i was really surprised because your works are so detailed despite them barely being a month old (like the itoshi sibling reader series). i’m very glad i discovered your blog when i did. just wanted to express my appreciation, i hope this makes sense 😅

happy monthsary and have a wonderful day! 💐

thank you lovely! i keep giggling to myself whenever i read this i appreciate this sm 🫶i hope you have a wonderful day too

[chescalovekylematthew]

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gusto ko magsorry for what i couldn't and didn't do, i know you see that i can change for the better, that's why you're disappointed why i didn't change agad for the better. and sorry.

hello love! i made this blog for you ♡

happy 3rd monthsary!

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the last few weeks have been pretty rough, a lot had happened, and i know how it affected us and our relationship.

you think im better off without you or that mas okay pa ako nung di ka pa dumadatiny pero you're wrong. oo i might be too tired at times but that does not undo all the happiness brought by you. you made me very happy, you know that. you continue to make me happy, it's not your fault my life's messed the way it is rn.

i love you so much, i'm grateful you came. you are something i'll always be grateful for. my favorite person, my other half, my man, and most especially, my home.

continue to do what you love and be the best at it. i will be sure to watch you thrive every single day. you make me proud, my lieutenant commander ♡

kisses!

[mynotsosecretloveforhim]

Unrestrained Thoughts

Long time ago, when we started our relationship, aside from my Tumblr blogs, I actually created a page and a new account just to vent out my thoughts. At first, my goal in creating that FB account is just to share the journey we have, the things that I'm afraid to tell, how much I love you, my supposed to be messages everytime we celebrate our monthsary and anniversary, and how much thankful I am to have you around. I even have those screenshot of our short convos which gives me butterflies back then. I want to put our memories into that account, wishfully thinking that maybe... maybe someday... we will read it side by side and laugh at those memories together. But unfortunately, those supposedly happy entries at first were soon covered by rants and post about heartache, agony, sadness, disappointment and despair.

Whenever I scroll into that account, I realized just how much I've been through. How much I love you and how many times I forgave you. It became a record and diary during our fights, break ups and so on. Just like a roller coaster ride, full of ups and downs. A road of uncertainty. My post there were mostly due to our cool off, misunderstanding etc. Year 2022 to recent, it goes like that.

But when I came to the previous post where those sweet memories where kept, I cant help but to reminisce those. The time when I was so innocent, the time when I still trust you the most, the time that I have no idea what you're doing behind my back, the time when I'm not aware of the girls your chatting and playing with. Perhaps these are the reasons why I end up being paranoid, overthinker or toxic. The reason why that innocent and loving girl turned into a worrier.

Am I a fool for not noticing it sooner? Or am I a fool for not acting and cutting off our connection as soon as I learned those. This is my fault for being hopeful. Hopeful that you'll change, that you'll choose me over those things, that you'll avoid things that will hurt me because I openly told you what makes me uncomfortable. Hopeful that you are sincere with your words, your love, your promise, your sweetness and the way we look forward towards the future together.

[oneserendipitousjourney]

06-25-2023

One month old.

It was the 24th, Saturday. I woke up around 8 a.m. I didn't have breakfast; I was too excited. I was just waiting for the clock to tick off to 11 a.m. I was a bit frustrated at that time because my dad borrowed my car; I'm left with a small car for our monthsary. What the fuck? Anyway, I left around 11:20 a.m. with an empty stomach, not feeling any hunger lingering inside me, my mind in frenzy, my heart beating fast. I haven't felt this way for a very long time. I was flabbergasted to myself: Is this really happening right now? Is this really me? As I drove on my way to our meeting place, I was smiling uncontrollably, reminiscing about all the memories that led to this very day. As I waited for her to come to my car, I looked at her from a distance while she was walking joyously, smiling, looking in the direction where my car is parked, contemplating if it was me or not because I'm using another car. I told myself, I'm marrying this woman in the next few years; I can't wait, while I stared at her smiling as she opened the car door. SHE IS SO LOVELY. Man, I can't wait to be with this woman for the rest of my life. She said sorry because it took her a while before she left her house. I said it was alright and drove to our target destination, to see the sunset. We talked effortlessly while we were inside the car. I was never bothered by the traffic by that time, but I was still complaining about the car I was driving. It was too small. She laughs at my jokes, and never fails to compliment me every now and then. She's perfect. I hoped for that day not to end. We parked in an open space parking area, walked to the nearest mall entrance, while she hold my hand while we both walked to find a place to eat lunch. We walked around the main mall and decided to eat at Popeyes. We ordered C4 and C1, respectively, and 10 chicken fingers with the Spicy ranch dip. She loved it. We're so full as we walk around the mall, explore it as if we've never been there before, talk, and laugh while we're walking to every corner of the mall. We bought our favorite Matcha Latte from BUT FIRST, COFFEE, and took a lowkey picture of our drinks as we walked again, eyeing the outside and looking for a spot to sit and wait for the sunset. We sat down on a not-so-noisy spot as we took pictures of the scenery of the bay. We also took "couple-fies" (HAHA). We talked about everything: how we met, how it all started, how feelings started to develop, and so on. I was genuinely happy. We waited for the sunset, but it didn't go according to our plan. It didn't show the full sunset, but only glimpses of it through the thick, dark clouds. But still, we're satisfied. We then went inside the mall again, bought some Koomi yogurt, and sat for a bit. She didn't like what she ordered bacuase it tastes like vomit. (HAHAHA). We thought about how time flies when we're together. We're both smiling. I loved every second of that day. We went home around 7:50 p.m. Surprisingly, there was less traffic than expected. I held her hand while driving, kissed it when there was an opportunity, and stared at her while she wasn't looking, feeling grateful and satisfied. We're already near her house. I felt a bit of separation anxiety as I stopped near her house, she kissed me on the cheek, told me "I love you", and walked home. As I drove alone, I thought to myself, I hope she had a nice day with me. She messaged me online and thanked me for a wonderful day. I smiled for like a good 10 minutes before I came to a stoplight and told her what I felt. I arrived home feeling happy and grateful. I wrote this blog before we talked on the phone. And I'm sure we talked until we went to sleep.

This was a FIRST for me. A non-toxic date, all smiles, all laughs, just pure love and joy. There is no feeling of uncomfortability. Finally. i know I'm with my THE ONE. I just know. I hope so. I believe so. I know. I love her with all my heart, always.

[daniella-077]

Hi guys welcome to my blog, I'm Daniella Quinalayo, also known as Destiny, I a'm currently a Grade 12 Humss students in Francisco P. Tolentino Integrated High School, I a'm enrolled at creative writing, I made a blog to share with you my short story, my inspiration there is my best friend who even though he was cheated on, he chose to marry❤️

"Destiny"

One Day there a couple named rain and maica, rain is so very loving and so beautiful and maica is beautiful but she moody kind and cute, their relationship is happy they fight but they make up again and again many problems came to that couple like when maica's parents don't like rain,

Maica ' I'm sorry , it took a long time before I introduced myself to you.

Rain " it's good now, isn't it, we won't be in trouble with the secret

Maica " smiled and hugged rain, to but on other hand, even though it's been a long time since maica introduced rain, maica's family has accepted him, a part from being kind, he's also hardworkin. As the months passe, the couple continue to celebrate their monthly,

Rain "happy monthsary, iloveyo, it's been 7 months I hope a reach many more years (rain said happily).

Maica "happy monthsary too, of course as long as ni gives up and leave (maica also said happily).

Rain and Maica broke up, in the month of September, the lovers started to get angry and there they almost everyday because of small things, rain continue to fight there was a time when they almost gave up on each other, but the two still choose to do their best, relationship October 4 is maica's friend Faith's 18th birthday, maica went to Faith's beautiful, kind but she so very fake friends, house and they were fun, Dave is Faith's boyfriends and dave's cousin ghio is arrogant, greedy and judgemental at 5:00 in the afternoon maica and azel are already drunk , kind, cheerful and friendly. Because of their crying, ghio approach maica.

Ghio "what's up? Are you crying?

Maica no, because azel I am also bisexua, I don't my parents don't accept my girlfrien, azel's parents don't accept him. Azel and maica continue to cry and ghio advise them " ghio approach maica and advised that when faith's parents arrived azel should quickly move to their house Kim.

And here the fun continued. The next day something happened between ghio and maica, what rain didn't know was that maica was talking to someone on the cellphone, ghio are you okay?

Maica " it's fine thanks, I feel better

Ghio " welcome friends?

Maica " of course friends?

Few days later rain continued to fight and finally broke up and what he didn't know was that he knew by rain, maica, friends also knew, but nothing was said except for maica's cousin, czyrille kind a true for several days rain begged maica and she didn't know maica was cheated on rain. Ghio's courtship of maica rain. Plss I'm begging you, tell me the truth, does maica have someone else! " Rain said czyrille don't say that I told any one. A month later maica stops ghio's because she still loves rain, but rain gives to dasma to rest and move on with those who were hurt by what happened.

One day rain dreamed of trying and she and maica met after a while rain felt sad with tears in his eyes. Rain thought that way maica disappear from her mind which is so painful for what did to her. Rain cried again and blamed, himself for cheating her and leaving her,after a few days happened. To then and rain continued to cry. Maica regretted why she did this si rain wanted to hurt maica explained rain wanted to hurt maica but he could do it because he lived her so much how many time did rain dream about maica and she cried again and again. And couldn't sleep thinking about it and when they met again he wanted to hug her but he was very angry because walking even thought it hurt, she choose to stay away. And December 2023 the day came when they take again. When rain went to she dasma, maica followed rain and when the two met. They talked and explained what happened they made up and returned of maica to rain. But rain will first court again until his trust in maica returns. He was so happy that he hugged her tightly as if she was crying because rain didn't know if he would trust her again but she smile then, rain has been struggling to forgot the painful things that maica tell sorry for him, so it's all suspicion just and he didn't do it. Trust her, but it was only a few months that rain also saw maica's effort to change and stop cheating and their relationship continued and they lived a happy life, there were many fights but they still wanted to make things up and they still together 🌹

"THE END"

[kairiscorner]

the poll has spoken.

miggy and his feelings for you. (when he catches you smiling because of someone else)

summary: what's the next step after telling someone you like them? usually, stuff like that ends in rejection–but... you didn't reject miguel when he finally expressed how he felt for you. what's next after this? he can only handle his need to love you and declare that you're his and he's yours so much before he... before he breaks.

pairing: miguel o'hara x gn!reader

genre: a bit of angst and fluff 🫂🫂🫂

word count:

a/n: i'm writing this on the date of my blog's second monthsary, HEHE, this is kind of a belated monthsary gift (or early third monthsary gift~~~) for my miguel babes out there, y'all know who you are 🤩 anyway, hope you guys enjoy !!

the rapid palpitations of his heartbeat could still be felt in every fiber of his bones, of his muscles, as he reminisced that moment when he mustered up all the courage he had and breathed out those three, four words he's been dying to utter to you, for you to hear, listen, and sink in your heart as he tells you in such a soft, sentimental tone that he can't help but let out.

"estoy enamorado de ti."

"i'm in love with you, i love you."

he has never been able to recover from the shocks and tingles sent up his spine and tickling the back of his brain every time silence settles in and consumes him. the silence is a perfect, beautiful torment for miguel; because it is the silence that reminds him of how you held him dearly, teased him for his "dramatic", "extra" showcases of affection towards you, and that he remembers every bit of how he feels around you, the love of his life. you've always seen him as a very close friend–like an annoying, overprotective brother at times in the past–but those feelings have thus shifted; and is miguel ever so grateful for that happening.

he's been so scared and lost–like a child who's afraid of the dark wandering in a pitch black room, calling out for help–he was always unsure of what to do with these secret feelings he harbored for you. he thought it'd be better to bury them, to never let you know and take that secret of his to the grave; but he knew he would forever regret that. sometimes, wanting to love and wanting to protect the one you love are two very conflicting ideas–thet don't always end in mutual agreements. and ever since you declared that you reciprocated his feelings and loved him back through your actions and words... he has never felt an even greater need to love and protect you.

miguel's got a new role in your life now, to be the man who will protect and take care of you, ensure you don't go a single day without feeling loved, that you live every day, every hour of your life being as you are–happy and comfortable with yourself, hopefully with the addition of him in the picture. miguel trusts you among everyone else in his whole life–you are the only friend he has that's stuck with him this whole time and still puts up with him, despite his hard-headedness, and does the unthinkable: love him the same way he loves you. he couldn't ask for any more, really, when everything he's ever wanted in life had been granted in the brief moment you two shared when he swore to you he'd work on being such a pain in the ass for you and not be a selfish prick.

he's spent every waking hour searching for you, wanting to hold you close to him in private and smother you with all the love and affection in the multiverse. you have to understand, now, that miguel has never felt this compelled to be with anyone before in his entire life–this is his first time wanting someone with such devotion and affection behind that desire, it's a desire with depth, with genuine emotions; and it sometimes terrifies him. he doesn't know what to do with these feelings, save for acting accordingly to what they compel him to do, so long as it is within bounds of what you want and what you're okay with. however, there are times that those feelings of his get... a bit out of hand, may come off as a bit too strong. there are some things that his feelings compel him to do without him even being able to think of the consequences until it already happened and the damages have already been done.

he feels his heart get pierced by a sharp dagger, he feels like he's getting light-headed as he watches from the monitor on his screen that beautiful, all-too familiar face that he never wants to wake up without seeing as the first person to greet him in the morning, giggle and look so close in proximity with this... random person. miguel swears he's never seen this person before, this person's not a friend of yours he knows about, nor a relative, he can tell that much–they're someone he doesn't know about; a total enigma.

and that scares miguel, because he has no idea just how happy this person makes you.

he feels a twinge of venomous envy strike at his heart, and he feels his pulse quicken a bit when he witnesses the corners of your pretty lips curve up into a smile after that person told you a funny joke, said a nice thing to you today, or... maybe... no way, you wouldn't fall for their flirting, would you? miguel asks lyla to run a background check on the person close to you, and lyla reassures miguel after doing so that this person wouldn't harm you–they were just a 'really close friend of yours'.

"and you're positively certain about that?" miguel asked her as his eyes remained glued on your delightful figure, smiling all the while as this person continued to make you all happy and a little brighter than you seemed before. he hated it. he hated it because some random person was doing his job for him, to make you the happiest you've ever been–but who was he to pry you away from your friends? he loved you and trusted your friends, that he knew of–but this person, he has no idea of who he is–and this frightens him because... he might actually lose you to them, he thinks.

"miguel, i've never heard you use those two words together in one sentence before. you're anxious about something, aren't you?" lyla asks miguel with a curious look on her face, prompting miguel to bare his fangs as he furrowed his eyebrows together and glared at the AI assistant. "just answer me." "alright, grouchy, yes–yes, i'm positively certain this person has no intention of hurting them." lyla replied as miguel placed his palm on his face and rubbed his eyes clean of the frustration he was experiencing right then and there, only for it to return on his face with a scorching heat filling his frame the longer he thought about you smiling around this person.

miguel turned the monitors off and decided to distract himself with some missions, though you never left that spot in his mind and heart once as he fought anomalies and tracked the statuses of other universes. his other teammates believed he was acting pretty strangely whenever he'd go out and fight the anomalies; he'd act more brutal and less cautious than he usually would, bringing the anomaly to the brink of death at one point until peter b and jess had to intervene and contained the anomaly for him.

miguel had to sit the next mission out, and so, he was holed up in his office again, begrudgingly so. "either you tell us what's going on, or you're not coming on anymore missions." "no, that's stupid, i will be going on the next o–" "you're posing as a threat to the anomalies, a lethal one, and that's not like you." jess berated miguel like a mother chiding her son for having a temper tantrum. miguel sighed and leaned his head against his hand, his elbow propped up on the control panel to support his head. jess sighed and peter b entered the room once things cooled down. "hey, so... what's his deal?" "no clue." jess replied to peter b with a shrug as miguel slumped over on his desk, sighing to himself repeatedly as thoughts of you refused to leave his mind.

you were like an endless memory miguel wanted to relive forever, and he never wanted you to leave his mind, actually–but he knew he'd go crazy without properly talking to you about this, but the thought of that alone was killing him right now. he felt so helpless and pathetic, he couldn't even talk to the love of his life about what he was so afraid of... and now, the others had to pick up after his scattered, broken pieces. "what if we have them talk to him?" "with him being in this state? yeah, no, not the best idea." "c'moooon, they're the end all, be all solution to his little slump. i know, because mj is–" "alright, alright, i get it; save your hopeless devotion for mary jane later. call them up now, we need to go on the mission, parker." jess told peter as he smiled and contacted you to come over to miguel's office right then and there, with the very important reminder that miguel was: 'in a terrible slump and needs some love and affection to be cured.'

after a few minutes, miguel heard the doors to his office slide open, and the clacking of a couple of familiar heels were heard; before you could even speak, miguel immediately knew it was you. call it creepy or weird if you want, but miguel can't help but memorize every detail of you, because it's the mere thought of you that keeps him going–but the thought of you... leaving him, that's enough to stop him from even wanting to go on. miguel spoke out your name in a gentle whisper, but afterward, he immediately shied away from you–hiding his face in his hands again as you approached him.

"mig, what's wrong?" you asked him, and the sound of your melodic voice filling his ears made him go mad with affection for you but also ridden with guilt all over again as he remembered just how angry he was at that person making you smile and... at you, for being happy with someone who wasn't even him. of course, that anger towards you fizzled out quickly, but he can't help but feel awful that he can't be fine with letting you be happy with someone who isn't even him. "...nothing's wrong." he lied in a soft grumble. you folded your arms over your chest and raised an eyebrow up at him. "right, well, you looking like a sad, droopy-eared dog while hunching your back and burying your face in your palms when i'm not looking is the definition of something being wrong." you pointed out, making miguel bury his face in his hands even more at how right you were. "what are you even doing here?" "peter called me." "that pendejo... well, why'd you agree to come anyway?" he asked you as he turned to look at you with softened eyes, eyes that appeared to be on the brink of sobbing.

you pulled up a chair and sat close to miguel, so close that your knees were touching his own–making him look up at you in surprise. "because you've been avoiding me all week." you remind him, and that very fact made miguel tense up. he gradually turned his head to look at you with an evidently pensive look on his face, which was rare for him since he didn't really show much emotion... except to you, his beloved partner. being his partner gave you the privilege to see all sides of him–the good and bad sides–whether he likes to or not; and having been together with miguel for a while and being his friend for the longest time, you could tell something was wrong. "i'm... sorry, i'm just..." miguel muttered under his breath with a sigh as he rubbed his eyes again with his hand. you gently took his other hand in your own and interlocked hands with him, making him jolt up and turn to look at you in surprise.

you sighed and ran the pad of your thumb over the back of his big hand, thinking of what to tell him as you just held on to him closer and tighter. "is it about my friend?" you asked him softly as miguel tensed up even worse again. miguel's lower lip trembled and he took in a deep breath. "...n-no, why would... well, o-okay, yes, it is. h-how'd you..." "you were always the jealous type, mig." you tell him with a grin as miguel looked down in shame, but you placed your other hand on the side of his face and lifted his head up a bit to look at him. "but, i know you're not like this to hurt them or me. you love me, right? well... i definitely love you, too, unconditionally." you tell him in a whisper as you bring your face closer to his own shy one. you could see the signs that he was getting more and more flustered and embarrassed. "mi vida, i... don't deserve you. who wants such a jealous, overbearing, overprotective guy as their lover? i-if i can't trust them with you, then... can i even trust myself to make you happy?" miguel rambled as he felt his breath getting ragged and his grip around your hand tighten.

you leaned over and kissed miguel's plush lips, effectively answering his question. "yes, miguel–you are trustworthy, you are worthy of having me." you reassured him. you pressed your lips against his again, making him moan gently through your kiss and mumbling your name. "cariño... i'm sorry, still... i'm just... just really jealous, and i... wanna make you the happiest person in the world." he muttered to you, sighing. you wrapped your arms around his neck and held him close, patting his shoulder and shushing him. "you already do though... miggy, i want nobody but you, you and your sweet, jealous ass." you plant a kiss on the top of his head as you said that, making him even more heated up in the face and shy. "i can assure you, nothing bad's going on between us–they told me a few funny jokes that made me grin, but... i smile even wider when you're being all adorable like this with me. they're just a friend, and you're... the love of my life." you told him with a smile as miguel looked up at you, his hazel brown eyes gazing up at your own and concentrating on your pretty orbs.

"it's okay to be jealous, but... know that in every universe, i'll choose you and only you as my lover. you're perfect, miggy, you're all i want and need." and the minute you tell him all that... he feels his world slowly come together again, and his mood instantly lifting. he gently wrapped his arms around your waist and pulling you closer to him, making him lowly sigh in relief. "and you already know i want and need you the most... no soporto estar sin ti amor... i can't live another day not being with you..." he murmured to you as an oath, an oath to not hurt you ever again, to not let his emotions overwhelm him and make you feel forgotten or guilty over something you didn't do, and... an oath to you that he loves you more than anything or anyone he's ever loved before.

he can't stop being jealous on instinct, he'll sometimes get insecure and anxious about himself, but... he loves you, that much, he knows; and you... you love him dearly, too. he just needs you to keep going and to keep feeling worthy and happy; you are enough for him, and he will always, always let you know that you are all he loves and cares about, in his own little and big ways and words–because... you love him like that, he makes you happy like that, and you couldn't ask for more.

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Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru X Reader

(Kaleidoscope Series || Clouds and Mochi Chapters ||)

[Note & Warning: As promised here it is. I've wrote it in Euphoria that they decided to wait until Kouki's birth to know gender of Kikufuku so no gender reveal in the baby shower. Mix of headcannon and scenario. Word count: 4k Pardon my bad habit of writing long ones when you guys ask only for a short drabble, I'll try to practice writing shorter ones this 2022.]

[Grey says: Thank you for joining me this year in this blog and I hope to see you in the next pages we will have this another year. Grey says a big thank you to all of you and bless you all with a prosperous new year! I barely made it before the year ends.]

Clouds and Mochi

Headcannons

Before we start, Gojo Satoru is a calm and composed man with sudden spurts of insulin from the sweets he digest, but nonetheless he has a level head and organized thinking.

So when Shoko asked if you two are going to hold a baby shower. While you were still contemplating your husband already got it all mapped out in his brain. Because, why not?! He has never organized a baby shower yet in his entire existence. (Even if baby showers are usually hosted by the Mother's family and acquaintance)

Gojo Satoru is joining in the planning, period.

First of all invitations: Who will you both pick as visitors, this without being said NO ONE FROM THE HIGHER UPS IS ALLOWED WITHIN 100 METER RADIUS.

One night you overheard Satoru talking in his phone with a suspicious dulcet tone. "Mei-san? Would you like to be my child's godmother? Utahime? Nahh, what would she give my child? A microphone?"

Of course you beat him to it you already asked Utahime to be your baby's godmother which she immediately accepted and even gave you an advanced baby shower gift, a safe childbirth charm and cute floral maternity dresses. She's the most normal one you can get aside from Nanami.

"Honey," you heard Satoru whine and hug you from the back while you're reading your friends plan and suggested motif for the event which they'll send to the event organizer tomorrow. "I'm so stressed thinking who else to pick as godparents," he exaggeratedly wiped a non-existent sweat from his forehead and rub your swollen belly.

"Ask the Prime Minister if he wants," you joked but Satoru shake his head.

"You know what Hon, let's ask that nice baker downtown. Remember the place we had our first monthsary? The one who gave us a love-set Kikufuku package saying it's in the house. Let's ask him!" Suffice to say, the baker was indeed sent an invitation and the man promised to bring a cake much to Satoru's glee.

"I know what you're doing." You shot him a long look.

"What?" he grinned and told you to tell the organizer no need to add the cake in the expenses, it was already taken cared of.

Next is the food: Sweets of course! Shortcakes, cookies, biscuits, gelatin, pastries, ice creams, pies, pudding, and candies you name it Satoru ordered those all.

"They asked us to put something solid," you reasoned out, crossing out the candies. What is this? Some kind of children's party? Well it is kind off, with you baby and you but no, you don't want to cover for anyone's insurance after getting diabetes in the party.

"But you eat pudding in lunch too!" Satoru pulled the pen from your hand and added pudding in the list again.

"Love, they said a meal that has a balance diet. Glucose and glucose topped with carbohydrates is not a healthy meal." You sighed and added Canapé in the list and your favorite meals.

In the end you managed to convinced him to pick five kinds of sweets and you pick also five meals.

"We're getting jaga bata (butter potato)," he pouted not quite happy his sweet buffet was cut short but conceded for his pregnant wife's temper.

"Okay," you smiled not forgetting how much he loves eating those snacks. "We'll ask them to put it in," you chuckled and Satoru kneeled down facing you baby bump.

"Papa can't wait to meet you mochi," he kissed your belly affectionally and rubbed your skin, looking up to your with sparkling eyes.

Give Away: We're talking about a man who would spend 10 million yen just to promote his students. So what do you think about if it's his child?

But be surprised! Because your in-laws, the Gojo clan themselves offered to prepare the gifts. You don't know what they prepared.

Your husband rolled his eyes and still insisted you both pick another give away anyway.

"Love, are you serious?" You look at Satoru hoarding the Digimon plushies and even asked the organizer you brought with you to hold them.

"What? This is perfect, our baby is cute, the give away should also be cute," Satoru deposited an Agumon plushie to your arms and grinned and fawned over you, blabbering how cute you are.

"Satoru. You. Are. Not. Comparing. Our. Child. To. This. Snarky. Teeth. Gremlin!" You growled, throwing the plushie to his face and walk away to the other side of the shop.

"Hon! Honey! Baby!" Satoru called out following you.

Poor Mr. Event Organizer had to deal with the customer service and chase you both.

At the end of the day you found Cinamoroll plushie and gushed about it. Pointing out it has the same color as Satoru's eyes and also white fur like Satoru. You want it.

"I knew you love me, but why are you being this cute?" Satoru draped his arms around you and kissed your temples while you both sit on the lounge while the Event Organizer deal of ordering deliveries of Cinamoroll plushie as the giveaway. Apart from the delivery you're already holding the plushie hugging it to your chest while leaning on your husband's arms.

Event: You're seven months pregnant when the baby shower was held. You and Satoru are just chilling early morning since everything is taken care of his clan and you two are the guest-of-honor, you just gotta relax and enjoy.

'The motif was white and pastel blue, you both wanted your lil' mochi's gender to be a surprise and they decided to go with soft colors. Surprisingly your Mother-In-Law whom you're not quite close, well you're not actually close with the Gojo clan with how they once refuse to acknowledge your relationship with their clan head until you both finally got married, they helped in the preparation to keep you from stressing out, but knowing Satoru he just wanted to experience organizing one too.

The morning started and there were small gifts delivered on your doorsteps from your friends and family unable to come and the rest went to the event venue, one of the luxurious hotel Tokyo, The Peninsula.

"I think it's a girl," Satoru muttered hugging you as you prepare smoothie.

"Shoko knows the gender," you pointed out, extending the tip of the glass to his mouth for a sip. Your husband took a generous amount of smoothie and kissed your cheeks making you squirm.

You both got changed and went to the venue, everyone was already waiting for the both of you.

The wide hall is filled of blue, white, and grey balloons, the tables are set on American style service and cute clear glass chairs around the table where the guests are seated. On the center is a huge grey teddy bear is holding the cluster of layered balloons attach on the ceiling.

They lead you and Satoru to the seat on a platform and on the huge monitor played videos of your friends and close family wishing you and your baby the best of health and safe delivery. You looked at Satoru who shrugged and just smirked at you.

The party kept on as the guests are asked to write on the piece of paper and drop it in a white box for girl and blue box for boy on what they think is the gender of your and Satoru's lil' mochi.

"I'll be dropping on a girl, because a boy with Satoru as the father..." Utahime sighed and the others laughed knowing what's the end to that. She extended a thick square box to you as her gift.

"A girl would be nice," Nanami nodded, giving Satoru a box wrapped neatly.

"I think it's a boy, my wife was like you, carrying to the front and low." Principal Yaga came to congratulate you both and ushered to Satoru a huge box that almost you tour hips' height and pat your husband's shoulders. "Congratulations son."

"A girl, so I can spoil her," Mei-mei smirk coming up to you both handing you a folder.

"As expected Mei-san, so generous!" Satoru chuckled after opening the folder. You peeked and suck a breath seeing a fully paid educational plan to be named to your baby.

Megumi and Tsumiki came up to you both and handed you a paper bag, peeking inside Satoru smirked at Megumi and patted Tsumiki's head.

"So you think it's a boy huh?" Satoru leaned down Megumi who didn't bat him an eye and stared only to you.

"I hope it's a boy so Gojo-san would stop trying to bleach my hair," Megumi's brows furrowed and turn to sigh. "Still, as long as you're the mother Y/n-san I think it'll be fine." Megumi nodded as if convincing himself you're the solution in a complex arithmetic named Gojo Satoru.

"I think it's a boy Y/n-san, another little brother sounds cute," Tsumiki smiled sweetly at you.

Guests lined up to extend you their best wishes and gifts. When Satoru noticed you starting to squirm in your seat he offered to take you out for a fresh air as the party continued inside,

"I think it's a girl," Satoru started again while hugging you from the back nuzzling your neck, inhaling your sweet vanilla scent.

"Wanna bet on that?" You challenged him with a smirk. Earlier you never saw Shoko drop her paper but you notice her smiling at you and extended a rectangular small box.

"I bet myself, if I get it wrong, you can keep me for a lifetime," he grinned and hissed when your fingers pinched his cheeks.

"Why do you insist on a girl?" It's not a secret that the people of his clan are expecting a boy from you.

"A little you with my genes, I can't stop dreaming about it." Satoru chuckled. "I'm gonna teach her to be strong, so when she grows up boys won't choose her, she can choose the man she wants."

"What if it's a boy?" You raise a brow.

"We're gonna teach him to be strong so he can protect the people he loves," Satoru nodded, affirming his words.

"You know that being strong doesn't just mean so he can protect the people he loves right? Being strong is also being able to love yourself too." You pulled his palm resting on your bump and brought the back of his hands to your lips. "And we love you so much Satoru, me and our little one. So never forget to love yourself too, okay?"

Satoru nodded and kissed the crown of your head.

"How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?" He whispered.

May 5

When Principal Yaga told Satoru that he should eat and take a nap before his wife's labor start because he'll need it, the elder man wasn't joking and Satoru was a fool for forgetting that.

Satoru grimace at your figure laying on the bed, writhing in agony, trail after trail of tears cascading down your cheeks from the pain that will come and go.

It's been hours, 4 hours to be exact since your contractions started. Earlier while you're preparing breakfast, Satoru was awakened by the sound of glass hitting the tatami flooring and your shaky voice calling out his name.

He almost stumbled pulling up his pants and shirt to find you on the small kitchen beside the room holding your belly and white fluid painting your dress wet down to the floor.

"My water broke," you whispered unsure and nervous.

In split second he teleported to the clean room in the inner chambers of the Gojo Estate where apparatus and equipment he bought solely for your birthing is laid and prepared.

Shoko came in ten minutes later and the two other OB-GYNE he booked.

But looking at you right now it seems all his worry and preparation pale in comparison to the pain you're enduring.

Few minutes later you called him to help you up.

"I think walking helps, it distracts me," you pass Satoru a small smile while he wipe your sweat and hold your elbow.

"Have you decided what to name our baby?" He asked, he prepared tons of topic to talk about while you're in labor... Satoru thinks that's the only way he could help in distracting you.

Opening the sliding door, a small garden of bonsais and hydrangeas greeted you, there's even a rocking chair on the engawa.

"Nope, have you?" You squeeze his hand and declined sitting down instead you lean into his hold and ask him to walk slowly.

With small steps, Satoru's hand held your waist and led you to walk on the long engawa.

"Satoru Jr." He declared.

You couldn't hide your distaste and immediately glared at him.

"I didn't carry our child to suffer from your lack of creativity," you replied with indignation.

"Then Kikufuku," he grinned, his thumb resume caressing the swell of your belly and turn around to walk back.

You surrendered from his lame naming style and shut your mouth, focusing on walking slowly and the tender sensation of Satoru's thumb drawing circles on your stomach.

"Satoru... does our child have to be a sorcerer if he or she can see curses?"

Satoru froze at your question but resumed walking.

"As long as he or she wants to, I won't stop our child to follow what his or her dream is... Of course! That being said it's not for a fallen cause," Satoru hummed.

"I don't want our child to be a sorcerer," you shook your head and hissed from the sudden spike of contraction.

Shoko came to inquire if you want to check on your dilation and asked how strong and regular your contractions, observing if you're going into active labor. After she's done Satoru asked something you didn't expected.

"Can you teach me how to check my wife's dilation? I want to do it," Satoru's turned to the flabbergasted Shoko who blinked, looking at you for opinion, you weakly nodded and she resigned, telling your husband to get a pair of clean gloves and briefed him how to measure your dilation with his fingers.

"Your fingers are definitely a centimeter and a half. they're too big," you pointed out that made Satoru wolfishly smirk at you and chuckled and lean down to your ears.

"You complain like you don't love it when I stick my fingers in."

Your jaw dropped and glared at the victorious grin plastering Satoru lips, his pointy canines showing.

Shoko briefed your husband once again and stand by the side of the room even going as far as turning her back and putting on headset on her ears. Satoru help you sit in the position you're comfortable in and carefully probed his fingers, the mischievousness gone from his face and replaced by a serious look and a small frown you could observe on his forehead, Satoru wrote down how much far you're gone.

4.5 cm... Shoko left and Satoru removed his gloves, walking back to sit by your side, nuzzling your shoulders and kissed it better.

"It hurts," you complained finding his hand to squeeze it.

"My baby is giving Mommy a hard tie huh?"

7 hours later... ( 15:51 pm )

You're laying by your side, holding on the railing of the bed whimpering from the contractions racking your nerves and muscles.

Satoru constantly patted your back drawing soft circles. He never left your side, he checked your dilation and it's 6 cm, still a little farther but now in active labor.

"Please distract me," you begged him who frowned, brushing your hair and sweat on your forehead.

"My Y/n, don't beg," he squeeze your palms and offered his other palm for you to squeeze in feeling that another spasm of pain is growing.

"Remember the time we went to Paris?" He started narrating the first overseas trip you had with him.

"You look so beautiful in that white dress. Also that time we went to Hokkaido for skiing..."

In a soft voice your husband talked wary not to talk too fast or too low.

"Let's take our baby to the places we visit, we'll take the same pictures in the same spot but this time as a family,"

"'Toru," you tugged in his shirt.

"Hmmm?"

"Hug please."

"Anything for you wife, anything..."

"Keep talking," you urged him.

"Daddy will sing a song okay?" Satoru caress your bump and softly sung you one of your favorite mellow songs.

5 hours later (20:28 pm)

"We'll wheel her to the delivery room," Shoko entered the room when Satoru called her you're fully dilated.

"I need to go inside." Satoru frowned when Shoko didn't bat him a look.

"What do you think?" Shoko look at you, gripping and writhing on the bed.

Not in the right situation you just nodded, wanting no more but to get done with the torture. Tears falling down from the unbearable pain and the restlessness of your baby moving in your womb.

"No disturbing, or else I'll kick you out the delivery room," Shoko seared a sharp look to Satoru who nod and wheeled you in the delivery room next door, and he changed to a scrub suit.

"Breathe Hon," Satoru whispered while the doctors help you get situated.

Satoru has faced more than bloody scenes and got used to it. He put on the best disposition he have, to be calm and support you even if inside he's also tensed. But he's a liar if he says he's not distressed. His heart pains at your crumpled and hurting figure wanting to so much to share the pain with you.

When the doctor told you to push, hearing your pained cry Satoru's heart twisted painfully. Like his stomach dropped from a high place listening to you as if the cries from your lips permeate to the pores of his skin invading his senses to an eager and worried turbulent of emotions.

"I c-can't," you whimpered already exhausted from the 16 hours labor with no epidurals whatsoever.

"Please Baby, you can do it, for us," Satoru consoled you while the team instruct you how to conserve your energy and push again.

The doctor told you to breathe again and push with your baby's head showing.

"It's gonna be okay Hon', you can do it," Satoru keep whispering as you squeeze his hand and pushed.

What can he do to help? There must be something he can do right?!

A piercing cry echoed the room and Satoru's heart felt like it dived down from 10,000 altitude to leap soaring high with the loud cry from the baby.

"Baby out," your OB-GYNE declared and open the flap of your gown putting your child above your chest to encourage skin-skin contact and regulate your baby's heartbeat.

"It's a boy, congratulations."

Satoru could careless of the gender, he stared at you cradling his son. Your child on your chest, exhaustion painting your face but a beautiful smile adorning your lips.

His family... Satoru finally has a family. He's... A father.

"Satoru?" You looked up to him and was stunned.

"You're a god sent," he murmured, eyes glistening and biting his lower lip, descending down to press a kiss on your forehead, nudging the side of your temples with his forehead in silent gratitude and affection.

"You're my piece of heaven," he muttered watching his son breathe and cuddle atop your chest, sensitive rosy skin and thick white hair on his delicate head.

After the doctor run the Apgar assessment, Satoru was asked to cut the umbilical cord and they cleaned the baby.

Satoru helped you get cleaned underneath and move to the his chambers. You probably could feel his palms cold and sweaty still a little befuddled of the events but his calm face was too good that no one could see through his heart jumping like a maniac/

Satoru doesn't know anymore if it's from happiness, anxiousness, or whatever else. All he knows right now is that he has a family.

"My heart was racing earlier when you said you can't do it," he confessed, asking permission if he could hold you after pulling up the blanket to cover your body. "I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my mouth."

You chuckled and reach out to his face, cupping them weakly hanging on the last strands of your consciousness.

"Are you happy?" You smiled, utterly spent but holding on the last thread of consciousness for your husband.

"Thank you, I love you." He held your hand wiping the sweat on your forehead kissing your eyes who finally succumb to darkness.

"Y/n? Y/n?! Honey?!" Satoru pat you but received no reply, and almost called out the doctors but realized you just fell asleep.

After 16 hours of labor... Only now did his heart finally start to calm down watching over your sleeping figure.

If any creature go against him and tries to hurt you in this vulnerable moment Satoru would throw his life in front of you to keep you and his son safe and sound. How badly he wants to shield you away from this world and ensure that you're safe and sound in the confines of his arms.

If the heavens fall down he will shoulder it... He won't let his hope and life with you get crushed.

Heavens... Hope...

His mind wandered to his son. Until now his heart kept pounding at the thought of 'son'.

"Kouki," Satoru murmured like a mist of clouds was warded away and his mind is finally enlightened as clear as the skies. "Kouki," he murmured again that the name sounded mellifluous and tender to his lips.

Shoko called and holding the baby wrapped in baby clothes, she walked to Satoru and instructed him how to hold his son.

So fragile, so precious.

Satoru is awed how such gentle being make him falter.

Shoko quietly left and Satoru walk to your side staring at the little stranger of white locks and artic lashes, rosy cheeks and apple red lips.

"We finally meet lil' mochi," Satoru smiled, poking the cheeks of his son.

"Papa will always be here for you," softly he vowed, cooing the little mochi whose white hair resembling his father is swept to the side by Satoru playing with the fair chubby tiny fingers. Papa... It feels so foreign but so right as the word roll out of his tongue. He can’t wait to hear the little guy call him Papa.

"Kouki, you're my and Mama's hope and piece of heaven," Satoru carefully write the characters on the palm of his son.

Not a quarter of hour past from meeting his son but Satoru felt like he's been falling in love and brought back to life over and over.

He lost quite a number of close people and now a life is given to him.

"I love you both, more than life itself," he heard you murmured and immediately look at you and his son snuggling to his chest.

"I love you, and our son," Satoru replied solemnly and smiled lowering himself to give you the lil' mochi, right where he belongs, loved and cared by his parents.

A new beginning of his life with you and the fruit of your love with him is about to unfold. Satoru's heart is at peace with you and his son at the center of his soul.

[ Grey says: Thanks to my Mom to whom I asked about this from her experience. A big hug and support to those mother's out there, you and your babies are the blessings. ]

—GreyCaelum

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taglist! @neptuniees @pitchblacksmile @srtevans @jaetint @lcveseonq @fullsunncit @studioreader

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happy anniversary to my beloved enhypen! i'm so delighted to witness their first anniversary as an engene <33 and it's exactly been a month since i started my blog so happy monthsary to me!

"the eu, including countries such as china and brazil have soups(?) from 5 countries..." sunghoon made his entrance by narrating something together with eunji who was holding a tray of pastries.

"what are you saying?" eunji confusingly looked at sunghoon then chuckled. "pastries~" she beamed as she put down the tray with full of pastries on the table.

"i'm currently a freshmen college student in a culinary school somewhere." eunji muttered on her interview.

[eunji (20) - culinary student]

"and i'm the only girl here in this boarding house." she added.

"my mom also. how can you forget about the owner of this house? you want to get out of here?" jungwon, who's at the back commented and the others chuckled.

"oh, sorry, my mistake. i meant the youngest girl here in this boarding house." eunji laughed shyly.

—

"you're a culinary student? did you baked all of this?" jungwon asked eunji about the pastries.

eunji was caught off guard and it took a moment for her to answer. "yeah..."

all of them laughed by how long she thought of her answer and it turns out to be just only a "yeah".

"someone made this, don't you?" sunghoon asked her with busan accent.

it took a moment again when eunji answered. "yeah..."

—

"there's also someone who keeps on breaking other's things. i'm so close on thinking if it's intended or not." jake complained then looked at eunji's direction. she looked away because she was guilty about jake's concern.

"someone's feeling guilty~" sunoo giggled.

"i'm not." eunji cutely shook her head.

"yeah, last week, she borrowed my sweater that i just bought recently and then later on, it already has a chocolate stain." sunghoon complained also.

"but the good thing is, she'll bought you a new one which is much prettier." jay chuckled.

they all agreed on that and it made eunji somehow relieved. she really doesn't intend to break their things, it's just that she's a clumsy and careless person.

"i was about to say that. that's why i don't get mad when eunji broke my stuffs because i know she'll buy me another one." heeseung laughed.

"eunji, you can keep on breaking my things." sunghoon joked that made eunji laugh and smack his arm.

—

"there's a person who loves to eat snacks on our room but always leave his trash behind. i think he wants jake and me to throw it out for him." eunji complained which is obviously about jay. the 02z except for sunghoon shares a room together.

"you're right! i'm quite pissed about that." jake commented.

"what are you going to do, jay hyung?" jungwon asked.

"the referee thinks it's not a foul." jay randomly said.

they all cracked up when eunji looked so done with jay.

—

"eunji noona always insists on watching a particular romance movie. the movie is really great but since we already watched it a lot of times, i got sick of it." jungwon said his concern.

"she has nothing to suggest but that only one movie." jay added.

"i don't like romance." jake shook his head.

"why are you always complaining about me? do you want me to expose something about the seven of you?" eunji pointed.

all of them paused and looked at eunji. sensing that eunji might really say something, they immediately tried to stop her. it was a chaos.

"no, don't!" sunoo screamed.

"don't say anything!" jay hugged eunji to stop her from talking.

"don't. don't." sunghoon panicked.

"okay, okay. we'll stop complaining about you noona." jungwon chuckled.

"it's been a year since i lived with them so i know almost everything." eunji laughed mischievously.

the boys can be seen watching eunji carefully, scared that she really might spill something.

—

"i'm really happy to debut in enhypen but i'm happier to debut together with the seven of them. you can say that i'm the happiest whenever i'm with the members so i want to keep it like this." eunji smiled sweetly.

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[definitelynotcesia]

heya pretty people who gave this blog a follow for some reason,

today is my second tumblr monthsary!!

over the 2 months, i met soooo many cool people (some i didn't even knew would take a space in my heart forever). i created this blog with the intention only to read fanfics at first, but eventually i got inspired to write again— fanfics that i never thought would receive an overwhelming amount of love from other people. idk for you but to even get more than 10 notes from a fic that i published means soooo much to me already, i never even imagined to reach this point.

Helpline masterlist is already over 400 notes, and this blog is halfway to 400 followers too! that's really mind blowing to me, for real!!! i don't know if i ever deserve this much,,,, really, from the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU LOVELY HUMANS (or bots, if there's any)!!!

to create something and have people see and appreciate it, is truly an artist's greatest achievement. i may not be the best writer out there, but if there's one thing that i am proud of myself it's that, writing is what i love doing the most. and when i may not be receiving the amount of love as i'm receiving now, i'll still continue writing in any way and form i can, until God knows when. and i hope the same goes for all of you too! i hope you keep on doing what makes you happy.

anyways, i prepared something for all of you, but i still haven't decided when should i post it hehe (maybe after helpline?) sooo yeah,,, that's all i want to say i guess. thank you and i really really reaaaally appreciate each and every one of you!!

hugth and kithes,

cesia ♡

[jaineestrelya]

a poet's journey #1

10/02/2022

hello! apparently today is one month since posting my first short story (read here: the nights in venice) which also marks the first monthsary of this tumblr acc!

one of the top things i've wanted to do was to start a writing blog so celebrating this mini occasion is very important to me. plus, i get to share my work with people and make their day better (idk abt that actually because i don't really write happy stuff which i should probably do sometime!)

the nights in venice was the first short story i had written in that style. it was more or less influenced by italian academia as at the time i was hooked on the aesthetic. i still think it was a fitting inspiration regarding the affluence of blurry romantic metaphors in relation to the vagueness of the subject. a lot of the poems/short stories that i wrote shortly after also employ this style (une barque sur l'ocean is one but with less vagueness).

in regards to what the story really is about, keeping in line with the unwritten code of poets i'll leave it up to the readers to make their own conclusions :)

thank you so much to my current followers for liking, reblogging, or even just reading my work <33 you give me confidence to continue writing!!

okay this was long so that's all for now, i hope everyone is safe and well!

- jaine

[eeunoia]

An Idol’s Girl | l.ty

Note ⚠⚠⚠ : This will be my first blog so I’m sorry if it’s not good??? I really just can’t help but to write this ehe. Adios.

Summary: Y/N as a trainee and Lee Taeyong as her boyfriend. Kind of sum up everything.

This is so terrible but I can’t stop myself from writing this and posting it so rip to those who will encounter this to their newsfeeds??? hehehe. Don;t hate me tho, I’m like new to all of this so bare with me??

"To the world, NCT! Annyeonghaseyo NCT-imnida." I smiled as I watched them bow their heads in front of their fans. My eyes stared from the first boy from the left up until to the last one. They sure crowd the whole stage with all of their members.

I can say that SM Entertainment's future will really be bright because of them. With their visual like faces and their unbelievable talents, they will surely be remarkable.

Everyone's eye catching I can say that, but one man surely captured my eyes and my heart.

I smiled when he slightly caught me staring, Lee Taeyong. He was smiling while waving at their fans but when we locked our eyes, his smile disappeared for a while.

I pursed my lips as that hurt me. Why am I even surprised? And why the hell did I went here even though I know he won't be happy with it?

I sighed heavily as I slowly squished myself out of their loud fans. They were screaming and pushing each other but luckily, I made it out alive and a whole piece.

When I was already making my way out of the venue my phone rang so I fished it out from my pocket as I slightly hugged myself because of the cold breeze.

"Hello?"

"Where are you right now, Y/n? Did you make it in NCT's showcase?"

I smiled when I heard Jiguem Unnie's voice at the other line. She's a trainee from the Sm Entertainment together with me. We've known each other for years since we started training.

"Neh, but I'll be there in 15 minutes."

"Eh? Why?"

Of course she'll wonder why! The showcase is for 4 hours and I've been gone for only 1 hour.

I stayed silent, didn't really find the right words to say. I heard her heavy sigh and I knew she already figured out what happen.

"What did your asshole boyfriend did once again?"

The corner of my lips rose up not because I'm happy. But because of how I find things awful. He's my boyfriend and I'm just trying to support him.

"N-Nothing," i almost hit myself in my imagination because I stuttered.

"You know what? I can't believe why you still endure that relationship of yours with Lee Taeyong when you can just break up with him."

"I love him." that's the sad fact here. I love Taeyong but I'm not sure if he still feel the same way towards me.

We met the first time when our President wants the trainees to perform in one of the company's family concert. We were thrilled when we first heard about it. It will be the time Sm Ent. will introduce their trainees.

So all of us were gathered in one of the meeting halls to discuss about the said event. There is where I met him. I didn't like him at first because I don't like the way he makes me nervous.

With his visual that looks like he's been pulled off from an anime, he surely looks unreal. He have this sharp features that made him look intimidating.

It was hard for me to get close with him when I find it easy with the others. I'm a very friendly person and I get along with other people pretty well so I find it odd for me to feel different around him. That's when I realize I like him.

After a month of knowing each other, Jaehyun told me that Taeyong wanted to be close to me. I didn't believed it at first as I never saw him try. But then he started showing interest at me. He asked me out in coffee dates during our free days. It was fun!

Soon we slowly grew feelings for each other that pretty much led into a relationship. It was great actually. The first three months were just us showing how much we cared for one another. The management even knows about us and didn't really went against. I was close with his co-trainees as well.

We were doing fine until they started getting busy for their debut as NCT U. I was very excited for him and really rooting for his success. I knew how hardworking he is so he deserves this.

But as he slowly approach his dream, thats when we grew apart. We started hanging out less. I understand it of course. We started having big fights that led me to sleepless nights.

Our relationship went from a happy one to a dull commitment. My friends kept on telling me to just let him go because they think it's just not meant to be, but I'm just stubborn. I want to hold on. I don't know why, but I want to.

"Still no text?" I glanced over one of my co-trainee when she asked me that. She probably noticed I've been checking my phone too many times today.

I shook my head slowly and pouted my lips because of unhappy feeling that I've felt.

"Maybe he's just busy, Y/n-ah." Jiguem unnie said trying to lighten up my mood.

"I'm texting Mark, he said they're not busy today." Koeun said frankly.

I sighed heavily as it slowly sink into me. I get it! He's avoiding me. But I just don't know his reason! I can't remember that we argue about something? The last time we talk is me saying good luck for their comeback! I even let him do as he please, I don't confront him for all the days he's been so cold to me. I let that pass since I want him to focus with his comeback.

"Maybe he's cheating behind your back?" My thoughts were interrupted by one of the other trainees. We all looked at her in unison.

"(Trainee name)!" the other trainees called out her name with their warning tone. I saw how she just gave us a shrug.

I'm close to all of them and they're all just worried about me. They don't want Taeyong taking me for granted.

"What? We can't just feed Y/n lies! We have to be honest here. We all know her boyfriend is being an asshole so if he's cheating behind her back won't shock me at all." She said then rolled her eyes.

I understand her. She cares for me that's why she's like that. She doesn't want me to be hurt.

I unconsciously bit my nails as the possibility suddenly kicks in my thought. My heard thump in distress as I silently wish it won't be true. I knew for some reason that he loves me. Not as much as I probably love him but I'm sure he still loves me, right? I mean he won't stay in a relationship with me if he doesn't.

"Just confront him about it. Ask him why he's acting this way." Jiguem unnie suggested that I ended up just agreeing to. I don't have a choice because I also think that will be the best decision to do right now.

________

I'm here waiting for him outside their apartment building. It's just a couple of blocks away from where we're staying so I just walked myself here. It's already night time so nobody's around. The streets are dead silent and almost scary if it wasn't for the peaceful vibe.

I breath in some fresh air and tried to sit at the corner to wait for him. Jaehyun said that Taeyong usually go in the convenient store during this time to avoid people so he'll be out anytime soon.

I snapped my head over the other side when I heard some noise and there he is. Lee Taeyong wearing his hoody and a sweat pants. He didn't have his hood on so it was easy for me to notice his bright red hair color.

I smiled at the sight of him and felt how I badly I missed him. I was about to walk towards him but my steps halted when I saw him happily talking through his phone. Who is he talking to?

"Taeyong oppa." I called him. He looked at me and his smile slowly fades.

"I'll call you again." He said. He hangs up then looked at me. I wanted to ask who it was but I just want to hug him. I haven't seen him for weeks!

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" There isn't a smiling Taeyong anymore. Now, only a slightly mad with furrowing brows Taeyong is present.

"Jaehyun oppa said you usually go out during this hour so I tried my luck and hoped I'll see you." I said then pout. I saw how he clenched his jaw then sighed heavily.

"Come on, I'll take you back to your dorm." I just gave him a nod before walking behind him.

At least I got to walk with him and spend a couple of minutes together, right?

The girls and I are now sharing a dorm since they're already planning our debut. Finally.

Since it wasn't that far, we arrived fast. I was pouting and a little sad since we haven't really talk even during the walk.

I faced him and bit my lip as I saw him staring at me intently. It wasn't the same way he stares at me but I don't care. I believe that I can still fix this. I can still fix us.

"Taeyong, can we hang out tomorrow?" I asked him smiling. He sighed.

"You know I can't be seen in public, right?"  He sounded a bit sarcastic that made me sad even more. He never been sarcastic to me before just when he wants to tease me.

"I didn't mean we go out in public places. We c-can hang out in the Sm Building like before." I said really trying to spend some time with him.

His eyes were cold while staring at me. Like as if he was staring at someone he doesn't know, someone he doesn't care about. And it hurst me. It hurts me big time.

"I'm busy. Why tomorrow?" he asked carelessly.

I felt my eyes heated up after what he asked and I just tried to pull up a smile so he won't notice it.

"Ah~ Nothing! Nevermind, thank you for walking me here and take care on your way back." I said then bowed my head before hurrying myself inside.

I sighed. A deep one. How come he always forgot our monthsary?

When I entered the dorm, they were all in the living room watching some kdrama. They were laughing but when they saw me, their mood changes up.

"What happened? Why are you back so early?" one of them asked.

"Where is Taeyong? Did you guys talk?"

"Hey, are you okay?" Jiguem unnie asked and it almost made me breakdown right there. But I stopped myself. I put so much trouble in us already. I don't want them getting messed up because of my emotions.

I tried smiling but I didn't know if it went well.

"I'm okay. I'll head to my room first." And I didn't wait for their response. I just walk my ass in my room like a lifeless creature.

When I made it inside the room felt quiet and empty. I hated it. I used to fill this room with laughter and giggles because of him but now it's plain... lifeless. Like me.

I was about to lay down when my phone beeped. I lazily fished it from my pocket and saw that Jaehyun sent me a message.

______________________________________________________________

Jaehyun

I think Taeyong is cheating behind your back, Y/n. I'm sorry.

Part 2

[londonlock]

I've been scrolling through your blog because I just-- watched Sherlock just this month (happy monthsary) and been devastated/elated both times. So now I'm just looking at things going "tell me this was what I ignored in 2010-2017. No wonder everyone was noisy in the Sherlock fandom". And I get it. I get it now. Thank you, you embody that time, holy frick, consider me a fan, of you and Johnlock-anything, and also: I await the time when we get our modern Sherlock like She-Ra, we can do it

ohh my god this has been in my inbox for quite a while (so happy fourth or fifth monthsary sbdhjsk!!). i just didn’t know how to express how fulfilled this ask makes me feel and how personal it is to me ❤️

that’s bc i’ve been living and breathing tjlc since 2015 and it’s been the best of times, the best of my life. and your impression of us is correct haha - it was absolutely insane. we had sooo much to be noisy about, and we were so entirely ourselves. not kidding when i say twas the first and only era when i actually felt comfortable and normal and belonging, and i miss it to be johnest.

thus i am SO honoured that you think me and my blog embody that time. ive literally never held as much love and admiration in my heart as when im thinking of ppl who, to me, embody tjlc. people like @marcelock and @sherlock and @inevitably-johnlocked and so many ppl who aren’t on this site anymore and whom i miss dearly. to think that someone has even a little bit of that love for me and my blog blows my entire mind. truly a concept...

and yeah i have zero doubt that, alike to she-ra, sherlock will find that road to canon johnlock. i still have complete faith in tjlc and it’s Still happening, and although s5 is still far-off, my love for the Show will never be.

thank u for the beautiful ask, love you!!💖