#i definitely overthink it but idk how to stop it

[allthelovenina]

Birthday presents from Levi

Levi Ackerman x reader

Genre: Fluff(?)

Warning: non

You know how in some cultures giving perfume as a gift is considered to bring seperation and bad luck for that relationship?

Idk how to explain this but Levi would definitely buy you an expensive perfume for your birthday. My man is clueless, okay? Until you receive the gift and of course you appriciate it. Then, by chance, he hears a random cadet talking to his friend about what he'll buy for his girlfriend. He never meant to eavesdrop but he couldn't help it, the brats were loud. So he hears the conversation between them.

"How about perfume? I'll buy her something fancy."

"Yeah do that, unless you don't actually want to bring that relationship to an end."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"DoItt you know? It brings bad luck, seperation, even. She's already outta your league don't spit on your chance!"

Now, listen. Of course, he doesn't believe something as ridiculous and superstitious. But...being the overthinker he is, he just can't stop thinking about it.

What if you misunderstood him? Thinking he wants this relationship to end. What if something happens and you end up breaking up with him? After all, superstitions become common beliefs once something happens over and over, right? Or even worse, what if the bad luck the gift has brought, makes you end up dead in an expedition? He can't risk that.

His overthinking reaches its climax once he hears something breaking from your room as he was walking pass it . He rushes to you, only to find you with a piece of glass in your hand as the bottle of the perfume was already broken on the ground.

He takes you to the infirmary. Needless to say, he ignored you as you preached through the way 'Levi! It's fine. I'll ask Hange for a stitch!'.

A day passed a few stitches on your hand. You were in your office doing your paperwork when you heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." You said without taking away your eyes from the document in front of you.

"You can at least look at me, you know?"

You lifted your head and gave him a smile once you heard Levi. "Hello, Levi! What a sweet surprise."

"Tsk. Wait until you see the actual surprise."

You raised an eyebrow and looked at him with confusion. "Close your eyes." He ordered.

With suspicion in your eyes, you did as he asked. You could feel him doing something on your desk. "Now, open."

As you opened your eyes, you saw a little flower pot filled with soil on your desk. "Forget about the perfume. This is your present."

A big smile was now on your face "Wow thank you so much! But you have already gave me a gift. What's up with this one?"

"Apparently, perfumes weren't the best idea. Since...the fading scent causes a fading relationship so...I decided to give you something that grows instead of something that fades." He felt he was being cheesy. Almost embarrassed. "Anyways, water it every other day and leave it in sunlight."

He left so fast you couldn't say anything. Honestly, you didn't even have to. His gesture left no room for anything but appreciation.

[catkin-morgs-kookaburralover]

questioning sexuality is so exhausting

[dreamertrilogys]

dating dani has made me feel SO #normalcore (not in a bad way obviously) like this is the most NORMAL i’ve felt in my life (not that feeling abnormal was bad: i have a tumblr complex.) but like i’m just some 16 year old guy with his first girlfriend. & i skip school for fun (hanging out purposes). that is the most normal-est thing on planet earth

[comfymoth]

On that note, what were your thoughts on Coraline? Specially on that scene where the beldam counts down from 3 as she transforms into her true form.

Because to me, it made me realize that I love horror movies and their concepts, and what I didn't like of other specific transformation scenes was that they were... too real to me? Like they made me think about "if people could really be turned into animals how horrible would it be to leave every single thing you know about life behind and never get to do the human things you like and nobody knowing that something unnatural happened to you, they'd just see a weird dog or cow or chicken" and that was too terrifying of a thought to me

that specific scene didn’t really bother me the same way! i thought it was scary, sure, but that’s just because the beldam looks scary. a monster turning into a monster because they’ve always been one didn’t make me queasy the way other stuff did. she’s choosing to change shapes, no one else is making her, and it’s one she seems to like!

like you said, a part of it for me was being so upset at the idea of losing your original life and not being able to go back, being separated from people or just not being recognized at all. i really didn’t like the idea that it might be painful, or embarrassing, or that you could have absolutely no control over what was happening. the loss of control was HUGE for me.

in a weird way that’s probably what drew little kid me to werewolves though. because they do have to go through all of that, but in the end they can change back. and they don’t have to be alone because of it, you know, wolves are such social animals, it doesn’t have to be completely isolating. and also wolves are just fucking cool!!! so it was a way to explore all of that discomfort without it being so horribly overwhelming. it was cathartic!

and now i’m just Like This. so. haha. oops?

[grimmjowjaegerjaquez]

kinda worried that i am the guy i am complaining about wrt character interpretations for grimmjow and i guess to some people i am (and possibly also to myself idk) but i think its more like. i see who he is in the manga and shit. and i also see that his character isnt progressing past that really. and like i get it not everyone needs an arc or whatever, sometimes characters are static and thats just how it is. however, he is my favourite boy. and i want him to have some development beyond, He Is Getting Stronger and Now Even Harribel Is Apprehensive About Fighting Him. like. idk man. is it so wrong for me to want him to do more than that.

[gayness-and-mayhem]

Now I'm watching Lewis for the first time and this random church they go to in S2E1 is the one from the Vicar of Dibley apparently, which is also the one from Goodnight Mr Tom and my dad thinks it's a coincidence but it can't be (coming back to edit that I mean bc of the Goodnight Mr Tom link, not bc of the Vicar of Dibley itself).

[notexactlyei]

cloud strife dating hcs — ★

contains both sfw and nsfw!!

mdni with nsfw parts.

contains: intentional lowercase, awkward cloud, cute cloud, dom cloud, fluff, smut, gn/fem bodied reader, gn pronouns!

sfw

- at first I feel like cloud would be a bit awkward

- he would definitely be a bit mad at himself because he's supposed to be this tough dude..

- but then you come in and BAM you're just so??? cute??? and he doesn't know how to react to cuteness so he just stands there like 🧍‍♀️ while cussing himself out in his head and being like "not cute shut up annoying annoying"

- and then you'd be all nice to him, just a genuinely kind person and he wouldn't be able to hate you

- he would just suppress his feelings like he always does but you would make it very difficult to him

- if you two were really close then he would maybe flirt a little bit considering the tifa drink scene but just a BIT

- he definitely wouldn't confess first, mans would be too scared and confused. he would think you hate him. So you would have to take the first move.

- when you do confess though, he would just.. be there.

- just stand there. shut down. aaaand... wait, is that a blush you see?!

- you would have to snap your fingers at him to actually get him to react

- "oh- uh, yeah.. I guess.. I like you too."

- he would be very doubtful and afraid that maybe you didn't actually like him, def would overthink the whole situation a lot.

- when you start dating.. he is still a bit awkward. needs some time to warm up.

- but as soon as he does, he is quite affectionate in a cloud-y way

- would scoff and roll his eyes a lot at you but that smile that he just can't get rid of when you "annoy" him tells you everything you need to know

- would love holding you and teasing you about things

- witty

- would absolutely adore it if you played with his hair

- he would just lay down on top of you, his head on your chest.. and as soon as you'd start playing with his hair, he'd make these cute little contented noises, almost catlike

- secretly plays mario kart

- no one can know this. idk why. it's cloud, okay? don't ask why playing mario kart is such a forbidden thing for him.

- one day u catch him and he just freezes.

- "hellooo earth to cloud????"

- *cloud.exe has stopped working*

- then u just take the controller in ur hands so that u could play too

- cue the most aggressive mario kart game ever

- he is SO good but at the same time he sucks ass idk how he does it. one time he's beating you by one lap next he's driving into every obstacle on the map

- ahem

- anyway

- back to fluffy cloud

- would watch you while you cook

- makes up excuses to do that

- "i need to make sure you don't burn the house down" BITCH YOU'RE THE ONE THAT TRIGGERED THE SMOKE DETECTOR LAST TIME

- again, he loves to hold you. he's usually the big spoon but sometimes he also wants to be the little spoon yk?

- poor baby's been through a lot and just needs some comfort :(

- shh there there, just pet his hair and hold him

- he might cry. it's very VERY rare but if you manage to make him feel extremely safe with you then he might cry

- give him love

- now

- NOW

- anyways

- now that I've made you all "awww that's so cute and sad"

- let's move on to smut

- nice topic contrast huh? ik ik

(ok minors now it's ur time to leave! byebyeeee <3)

NSFW

- ass guy!

- would walk behind you a lot just to get a nice view

- when you ask him about it he's like

- "i just need to make sure you're alright. what about it?"

- his fav position would probably be from the back

- would grab your throat (gently, not choking you.. unless you asked for it) or hips in that position

- considering the hand massage parlor scene, the noises he made.. I think a lot of them were suppressed too, so I think he would be pretty vocal if you dommed him

- but here's the thing

- he won't let you

- he is your dom

- first couple sessions he's really gentle

- but oh boy after that

- this boy is rough!!!

- would want you to sit on his lap a lot, which would usually lead to other things ;)

- "sit on my lap"

- "but-"

- "sit. now."

- yessir thank you sir

- would prefer receiving over giving, but he would still love giving.. he'd just love the sight of you choking and gagging on him so so beautiful <3

- when he'd give you oral he'd go ham

- he wouldn't really care if you tried to squirm away, he would just grab your hips to keep you in place

- "stay still"

- loves your cute little sounds

- when you're just bouncing on top of him but suddenly you stop cause you just can't take it anymore, he grabs your hips and just moves you up and down

- if you were being a sassy brat or made him jealous then oh god prepare yourself

- bro will NOT go easy on you

- will not use toys - he would show you how good he is without them

- loves when you wear his clothes

- can be sweet and passionate at times

- when he finally lets you dom him (which takes a lot of convincing)

- his whines and whimpers are just so heavenly. like OH MY GOD.

- secretly enjoys being overstimulated

a/n: I might update/edit this :)

[ch3rryfunk]

hi cherry! what do u think drunk Leon would be like? i feel like he would be so silly and giggly and DEFINITELY drunkenly confess his feelings to the reader, but the following morning he would own up to it and say those feelings were genuine… idk the idea makes my heart melt

Hiii!! OMG drunk Leon is a little devil. Think it’d go something like this.

☆*:.｡.

When Leon invited you out for a drink, you NEVER expected him to get drunk, he just kept ordering more and more shots, and to your amusement, he got fully intoxicated rather quickly.

“Ugh, Kennedy, stop laughing. If I had known you were this clingy, I would’ve never let you drink.” You said, dragging him out of the bar and into your car. “Come on, get inside.”

You drove him back home, the car ride could’ve been peaceful, SILENT even. But no, he just kept mumbling incoherent things and laughing at his own jokes that you didn’t even understand.

You’d seen Leon get tipsy a few times, but not full-on drunk, which surprised you.

Leon Kennedy? THE Leon S Kennedy acting like a little kid and cracking stupid jokes? The man you crushed on, clinging onto your arm as you drove?

When you arrived at his home, he was persistent. He didn’t want you to go and kept talking about how much he enjoyed your company.

“Leon, I’m flattered, but I have work tomorrow. It’s late. I can’t stay-“

“Please stay, please, please, please.” He pleaded, you couldn’t help but laugh. Sober, Leon would be so embarrassed right now.

“Just for a few minutes. What’s gotten into you? You suddenly can’t live without me?”

“You’re just so so so pretty.”

He was slurring his words but kept repeating the same sentence, calling you pretty. You felt hopeless, what were you supposed to do? Even though you knew he was drunk, that made your heart skip a beat.

“K’, enough. Come on, let’s get you to bed.”

He went quiet for a few seconds as you led him into his room, took his jacket off, and practically wrestled him into getting into bed. Once he finally gave in, he pulled you with him.

“Woah, no, no, no. No sir, you should take me to dinner first.” You laughed, “Close your eyes and sleep.”

“No.”

“Leon.”

“No.”

“Leon, please-”

“No!”

“Leon! Why are you so stubborn?!” You raised your voice but broke out in laughter, “I’m so sorry. You’re so going to regret this when you sober up. Not only that, but you’re also such a man child!” and the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

“Stop laughing, s’not funny. You’re stubborn!”

“I’ll stop laughing if you sleep now, dork. Now shut your mouth and sleep.”

“Can’t sleep, I’m cold.”

You groaned. Going to sleep shouldn’t be so difficult. You were starting to consider knocking him out.

You pulled the blue duvet from under his body and covered him, he watched you in silence. You were so caring, so kind to him. He just had to say it, he wanted you to know so badly.

“You’re so cute when you’re bossy. You’re so good to me, I can’t- I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Huh?”

“Sorry, I just,“ he slurred. “I really want to kiss you.”

Your heart stopped for a second, he didn’t mean that. He was totally shit-faced, but your face still grew hot. Why were you getting nervous all of a sudden?

“Okay! Good night Kennedy. I’m out.”

You’d be lying if you said his words didn’t make you overthink the rest of the night. From the moment you stepped out of his house to the moment you got into your bed. Hell, you could barely even sleep. This was the man you had been crushing on for god knows how long, he had you head over heels. You even arrived earlier at your job just in case he needed anything. You loved spending time with him because you were completely smitten, so hearing those drunken words come from his mouth almost made you go into cardiac arrest.

The next day you knew you had to face him at work. You wondered if he’d mention it, yet you PRAYED he wouldn’t because he would probably feel so embarrassed for himself.

He came in late, looking tired, but nothing too out of the ordinary. He watched you work for a few seconds before going over to your desk and plopping down on the chair next to yours.

“Morning, Kennedy.” You greeted him as you continued typing on the computer. “You okay?”

“Yeah, all good. I’m really sorry about yesterday.”

He probably doesn’t remember anything apart from blacking out, you shrugged. “Don’t mind it, it was fun. You should learn to hold your liquor, though, for your safety.”

Leon went quiet as he watched you for a minute.

“Got something to say?”

“No, I don’t- yeah. I meant what I said last night.”

“Which part?” You ask him, finally taking your eyes off the screen and facing him. “You said so many things, I couldn’t keep up.”

“The part where I said I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Oh.

You blushed, a nervous chuckle escaping your lips as you tried to look anywhere else but into his eyes. “Sure. Are you still drunk?”

“I mean it, y/n. Everything I said was genuine.”

You mentally cursed at yourself for mentioning it, your heart raced and you froze.

“And I will gladly take you out to dinner.”

There is no way he remembers. No. Freaking. Way.

You could barely react as he stood up from his chair and walked out of your office. “Gotta go now, I have a meeting in a few minutes. But I’ll come back when I’m finished. Then we can talk about dinner.”

☆*:.｡.

SORRY FOR THE LATE RESPONS HELP and also this is kinda bad I'm really sorry lol 😭

[blue-jisungs]

silent hug

author's note. this is veeeery self indulgent bc my exams r killing me so yeah 👍

genre. hurt to comfort (i think?), classmates to friends ??? idk man just whipped n cute sunoo

summary. in which your classmate comforts you when you tear up in class :(

warnings. cursing, reader is in a bad place mentally,, kinda hinting to academic burnout? ,, crying :( + not proofread, sorry!!

word count. 1286

with a heavy sigh you plopped down on the chair, putting your bag on the desk. the walk from the bus stop to the university tired you out but at least you got four or five minutes before the classes started. so you rested your head against the bag and closed your eyes, taking in a little more sleep than you could get this morning.

the final season is coming to an end, finally. but weirdly enough, you don’t feel relieved. sure, there’s only three or four exams left – and you haven’t really studied for them but that’s a thing to do the day before, isn’t it? – but you can’t help but feel the exhaustion. your friends chat about how there’s less things to take then it was at the beginning, sure. but the closer you get to the midterm break, the less motivation you have. and the tiredness that accumulated throughout the whole month is seeking its way out.

which is why you’re a mess nowadays. promising yourself to study but ending up doing everything but studying, falling asleep at ungodly hours (and regretting it later)… or shutting yourself down from the world. your friends got used to it, everyone has their lives after classes after all. but you carry on with do not disturb on most of the time, missing out their conversations on chats and tiktoks they’ve sent you. sure, you could’ve read them later – but there’s a sinking feeling of guilt (and a dazzle of overthinking) that you’re such a shitty friend.

all of this causes your negative emotions to bottle up. and you know it’s not a good thing, especially when you feel like you’re about to cry when a minor inconvenience occurs. but you’re stronger than that, no? the thought of locking yourself in your room during the break keeps you alive, pushing the sadness – seemingly – away.

a sudden tap on your shoulder caused you to open your eyes and lazily shift your focus to your classmate, sunoo. you looked around and didn’t see your friends… well, they probably skipped the classes since some of them are careless just like that.

"it’s about to start" sunoo smiled gently and you noticed the way his ebony gaze lingered on you for a while longer. great, you should’ve put at least some foundation.

"thanks" you nodded and took out your ipad, the other hand rubbing your eye. here we go…

"i feel like… some people in this class don’t take my lessons seriously" the professor started and you froze, heart skipping a beat. he couldn’t possibly mean you, right? “the final exam is around the corner and some of you… did not too well on the quiz"

oh, well. it’s definitely aimed at you.

"i’ll hand them out at the end of the class and then run over your mistakes. now we’ll do a revision. and you better listen" the man says and you could swear his piercing gaze is drilling into your soul.

an unpleasant feeling of warmth creeped into your face and once again you curse yourself for not putting any makeup. sunoo glanced at you, a sad smile on his lips.

the professor approached you at the end, when all of the students already left. putting the paper sheet with a nasty P– on it, you frowned. hey, you passed!

"y/n, i’m really disappointed. i don’t know what’s going on but that’s the worst work of yours so far. pull yourself together. there’s so many major mistakes… spellings… it’s not an academic level. you were one point away from not passing this one" his words hit a cord in your heart, your palms beginning to sweat. he patted the paper and returned to his desk, grabbing his stuff.

and you didn’t even know when that happened – your sweaty palms shaking, breath getting stuck in your throat, vision blurry because of tears.

you packed your things and wanted to leave but your legs felt too weak. your professor left, causing you to end up all alone in the room.

you sniffed, trying to wipe out the tears but they seemed to have other plans.

"don’t cry, idiot. it’s fucking embarrassing" you breathed out to yourself, voice barely above a whisper.

"y/n, if you want… oh. are you okay?"

you would normally look up to see who that was but the realization of someone even seeing you in such state caused your face to redden even more. pulling your t-shirt up to hide your face in it, you felt like there was no way out: you couldn’t possibly stop crying. it was like your professor’s words triggered something.

"i’m… hey, it’s okay. did he say anything bad to you? or do?" someone approached you and you shook your head as a no. "can i stay here?"

you hesitantly peeled from your shirt and noticed sunoo. his gaze softened upon seeing your teary eyes, lashes wet and flushed face.

"just… don’t mind me" you mumbled and hid your face in your shirt again. you just couldn’t stand someone seeing you in such state, whether it was someone close or a stranger.

"i… i don’t know what he said but i’ve noticed that there’s something going on with you. and may have heard what your friends said... do you want to talk about it?" sunoo asked gently and all he could hear were the harsh sobs leaving your lips.

"they talk about me behind my back?" you whined, your shoulders shaking even more. his eyes widened. that was not the best thing to say…

"no, no! i mean they said you look really tired lately…" he explained hastily and suddenly you looked up. your shirt was soaked with tears and your face was a mess, your pupils blown and wet stains on your cheeks.

"i’m so tired, sunoo. i don’t think i can handle this anymore… and everyone seems to be doing great… just not me…" you mumbled, sending him a sad smile. the pearly tears balanced at the edge of your waterline, ready to spill. he shook his head.

"you’ve got this, i know you do. you got here somehow in the first place, no? if you want, i can help you. with anything. i’m not the smartest but i do understand some things so…" he stopped talking upon seeing your curious gaze.

"why are you doing this?” you asked, sniffling.

"i just… you’re my classmate in a need of help. i couldn’t stand there and not do anything when i heard you cry. and now there’s no way out, isn’t it?" sunoo joked and his face lit up. oh, this boy was a literal sunshine.

"you said everything?" you mumbled, unsurely. he nodded, a caring smile tugging on his lips "can… hmpfh… can i hug you…?"

the words were so quiet, sunoo barely heard them. but he noticed the begging look in your eyes and who was he to deny? it’s not like he would mind, either.

sunoo just opened your arms and you hugged him tightly, wrapping your arms around his waist. he patted your back soothingly, letting you let out all of your pent up stress.

a part of sunoo’s heart raced because he wouldn’t have ever imagined that he would hug his hallway crush. the other part which caused his heart to race was the embrace itself, your smell and you in general – and he was happy he could help you.

neither of you didn’t have to talk right now. a silent hug that expressed more than a sentences could ever. and both of you knew, sitting here glued to each other and in comfortable silence, that it was a beginning of a beautiful friendship.

masterlist <3

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[lfghughes]

something fluffy w/ dawson

maybe he loses a game & goes to her apartment after and he’s sad and so sweet & just wants to be comforted. he calls her baby a lot & asks to spend the night & idk

a/n: strayed just a little and turned into it something a little different but hope you like it!!

You didn’t let yourself fall too deep into this. If anything you reminded yourself constantly that what was going on between you and Dawson was simply just friends hooking up. Even if you felt like some of the things he did and said were borderline boyfriend territory. But boys were weird like that and you weren’t going to let yourself get delusional and get your hopes up.

Yet you had just spent your night on the couch watching his game and not too long after the game ended (and it didn’t end well) you had gotten a text asking if he could come over. Even though you didn’t want to get attached you weren’t going to tell him no especially when you knew he was having a rough night.

When the knock came on your door you went and opened it “Hey” he let out a small breath as soon as he saw you and before you could even return the hey his hands were on your face, pulling you in for a kiss. You reminded yourself this was why he came over, it’s not like he wanted to sit here and talk about his feelings. So you continued the kiss, pulling him into your place.

Somehow you both had ended up on the couch, you on his lap as his lips kept moving against yours. He pulled away slowly from you, his thumb brushing your cheek “I missed you tonight, baby.” The butterflies in your stomach bursted as he said this and there it was that small piece of hoping rising up. “I watched your game, sorry about how it ended.” You told him but instead of looking upset a small smile creeped onto his lips.

“You watched my game?” He asked and a small blush grew on your cheeks. “I usually watch them.” You admitted to him and it was like his smile couldn’t grow wider. “How about next time you come to the actual game?” That was definitely a normal friendly invite from him you reminded yourself. “You want me to go to your next game?”

“Yeah, the boys have been wanting to meet you too so it’ll be perfect. Plus of course I want my girl at my game.” You caught the nervous look that appeared on his face for only a few seconds before he quickly changed it back to normal. “Your girl?” You asked, a small smile playing on your lips. This time it was his turn to turn slightly pink.

“Uh yeah, if that’s okay. I know we haven’t really talked about what we were but I don’t know it kind of feels like we’re together..and I really like you and yeah I’m going to stop babbl—“ You didn’t let him finish his sentence before pressing your lips to his. Both of you stayed like that for a couple of minutes. This was happening for real and you weren’t overthinking everything that had happened since the night you two met.

Dawson slowly pulled away “Is it okay if I spend the night?” He asked and you didn’t even think twice about his question. “You don’t even have to ask that. You can spend as many nights here as you want.” With your words a smile grew on his lips as he returned right back to kissing you. Yeah, you were definitely enjoying the whole boyfriend thing.

[biscuitboba]

Thinking about zolu again :)

Ch. 213

I can't stop thinking about this line: "Oh hey, Zoro. Long time no see!"

Long time no see? Luffy how did you even come out with that conclusion?? You literally just woke up. It's almost like his brain knows? He even started to question his own words, "long time no see??" not just once but twice. It's like deep down he's thinking something along the line "huh, why did i think of that?" (he was asleep for 3 days mind you)

And luffy, you also haven't seen your other nakama for quite some time too right? (by logic) like where's your "long time no see" to the rest? (im overthinking this i know, but what's new?)

Ch. 912

So yeah, the hug.. Chapter 912 of one piece you will always be famous! Definitely my top 5 favorite zolu moments:D

Ok so while i'm at it, idk but i just love luffy's perception of time when it comes to zoro. Wano wasn't even the longest time where they had been apart, but they act like they haven't seen each other in 1234 years! (Also luffy's lil blush? the smile?? the excitement??? "it's been FOREVER" ????) like, i don't know, i just think that the captain adores his first mate very muchh!

[judysxnd]

Hi there!

I have a Pedro x f!reader request, can we get a cute/fluffy date day with Pedro after he comes back from a long filming stint?

idk i was thinking something like the aquarium/the zoo/visit a bookshop an have coffee, shall let you decide!

Thankyou🫶🫶

Proud for finally being able to write something, but again I don't like what I wrote. I'm not overthinking it, I'll publish it either way.

Hope you'll enjoy!

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Pedro has been away for months now. It's been hard for the both of you, especially this time, because none of you could actually fly to see each other. It never really happens, because you always manage to go and see him, even just for a few days. But this time, your schedule has been hectic and week-ends were shortened because your were spending them working from home.

You still managed to call each other, but never for long, due to the time differences, either one of you got busy at some point. And it is different. It's not physical, sometimes you get to see each other, but most of the time it was only phone calls as you were at work and Pedro on set.

You both felt the frustration. This time, it felt extremely longer, and it irritated you so much. You didn't have your lover by your side, he wasn't here to support you, to help you in hard times, and a text was definitely not enough. Every little things upset you. Not helping, was that every bad things were happening at the same time. It was getting intense and you didn't know how to act anymore.

Neither of you knew when it would end. Pedro told you that it was lasting longer than usual because the weather didn't fit the set and there were some problems with some accessories. It was hard to focus on the good things. You knew what you entering to when you both started to date. You usually managed to go through it, but this time was very different.

You tried so hard to focus on the day he would come back. Seeing him enter the house with his luggage, his exhausted expression with a big smile as he finally sees you in front of him. How you would hug him, very tight because it would still feel like a dream. Smelling his perfume like it was the first time.

What you also loved when Pedro come back is that he always takes you to the most sweet date the next day. It's like a ritual, showing you the love he missed giving you while he was away. Last time he took you to the zoo, you had a nice picnic in a parc not far from it, at the end of the day you drove to the beach for a nice dinner at a restaurant before going back home. You couldn't wait to see what he would prepare for you this time.

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The day Pedro came back finally arrived. It was long overdue. As soon as he texted that he was driving home, you were standing behind the window waiting for him. You didn't even wait for him to park that you ran outside. He barely had the time to get out of the car that you already in his arms. What you remembered and imagined were real, and it felt even better. He hold you tight and couldn't stop kissing your head. When you finally parted, it was only for a few seconds before you finally kissed each other. A feeling almost forgotten. Time stopped for a minute, nothing else mattered. You were reunited. You spent the rest of the day together, talking about everything, not remembering what you already knew or not. It didn't matter, you didn't see each other for months, you both had a lot to catch on.

The next day, as promised, Pedro took you out. This time he didn't tell where you were going. He didn't let out a thing, not even a hint.

"you know that stresses me out" you tried to convince him

"what?"

"not knowing where we're going" he rolled his eyes as he gently hit your thigh.

"if you must know, we're almost here" you were looking around you, it was the city, nothing weird. It was around 10am so it would definitely be some place to have some coffee or such.

"It doesn't help"

"Cariño" you looked at each other. You missed the pet names. You felt butterflies in your stomach. You were looking around, trying to recognise any place you could. Your eyes lit up when you saw the coffee shop where you had your first date with Pedro. You started to smile. "Why are you smiling?" Pedro asked as he caught a glimpse of you.

"I know where we're going"

"Is that so?"

"Yep. We drove in front of it." You were proud of yourself. Pedro didn't say anything and just turned on the left to a parking lot, and parked the car.

"So, where are we going? If you do know" Pedro asked as he got out of the car. You chuckled as you unbuckled your belt. He was quick to get to you and open the car door for you.

"You mean the coffee shop where we had our first date?" You stared at him with a big smile. Pedro sighed as he closed the door.

"Good reminder that I will have to blindfold you next time"

"Yeah" you playfully hit his arm. You started to walk there, arms intertwined.

Once you were in the place, you were having flashbacks of many memories. It's been a while since you came here. You were both seated to the same table where you had your first date. It made you think about the way you were so shy the first time you were sitting in front of him there.

You both had a wonderful time, catching up about things you both did while separated. You spent a couple of hours talking, reminiscing, not realising how fast the time was flying by. As you both got out of the coffee shop, you walked by to your car, not knowing that Pedro had lots of stuff planned for the rest of the day.

Lunch? A nice picnic in your favorite parc, where you go on a walk regularly together.

Afternoon? A cute trip to the zoo. You were surprised that Pedro took you there because he always hated to see so many people at the same time, but it was a quiet day and he secretly adored to see you fascinated and completely falling in love with all the animals there.

Dinner? A drive-thru and eating in the car parked in front of the nicest view of the city. Simple but always breathtaking. You stayed there the rest of the night, laughing, talking about everything, remaking the world, playing card games.

At some point you were starting to get tired, same for Pedro. The rhythm these past few days plus the jet lag was tough. So you finally head home, head full of new memories. Pedro always makes his return memorable. That's what helps when he is away, you know how special he makes you feel, the way he treats you like his queen.

[whydoyoucare866]

OMG I NEED MORE MIGUEL X LATINA READER!!!

Write whatever you want, just give us more please <333

HELLO!! i was gonna post Closet pt 2 to a request of it, but accidentally clicked to reply privately and idk what happened to that post, and this is the only request that looks like i can use for this!!

Also Ik people who asked for part 2 wanted some smut, but i love angst to fluff and idk how to write smut😭, maybe i can try for a part 3??

Also I fell asleep while writing this and when I woke up my phone was locked and I had lost all progress I made and had to rewrite it

WTF?

Miguel O’hara x Latina Reader

Part 1

It was 2 am, you were laying down and ‘WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!?’ was the only thing in your mind after your little moment with Miguel in the closet, he had fucking kissed you, and he told you that it wasn’t over, it HAD to mean something… Right? what if you were just overthinking things, maybe he couldn’t think of any better way of shutting you up, maybe-

Suddenly you heard your phone ringing, thinking it was Miguel you excitedly picked up only to realize it was definitely not Miguel the one calling you.

“Hey, are you okay? I just wanted to apologize for leaving you in that closet with Miguel, I didn’t actually mean to, I mean it would have been a great idea but I sadly didn’t come up with it, I know Miguel is really mean to you and I’m so sorry that I left you in there-“

“He kissed me”

“Oh my god, I knew he was gonna be mean I’m so sorr- wait what? Did I hear you correctly?”

“You heard me, but I’m so confused, like it all statted when we got trapped in there, he said it was probably my plan for us to get trapped in there together and be able to get in his personal space, I called him an asshole and he started being mean about my accent and I just snapped at him, I was telling him how I don’t know why he hates me so much when he cut me off by kissing me, and then like it ended in a heavy make out session, until you opened the door, then he told me it wasn’t over yet, but I’ve been waiting all day and he hasn’t even texted me!”

“Hmm maybe he doesn’t know how to, you know that Miguel isn’t very good at talking to people, have you tried initiating conversation with him?

“Yes! I tried to talk to him but he was busy, then I texted him but he just read my text! I’m really confused Peter, what if he didn’t actually mean to kiss me, maybe he just couldn’t think of any better way of shutting me up or something.”

“Hmm then why would it turn into a make out if it was just that, I don’t think he would just kiss someone like that without meaning it, even less to continue a kiss like that.”

“Well, maybe after kissing me he just realized how touch starved he was or something, wanting more but not necessarily from me!”

“No, I don’t think Miguel is the type of person to just go around kissing people without meaning it, maybe he’s just busy, You know how much he overworks himself, you should stop worrying, go to sleep and just try to be patient with him!”

“Okay Pete thanks, I will try to go to sleep, night.”

“Night! and just remember, don’t worry too much about it and just be patient!”

“Okay, I will, byee”

And you were patient the next day.

And the day after that.

And after that.

And after that.

And after that.

And after that, until it had been a month of Miguel straight out ignoring you and only interacting with you when it was really necessary and he had no option but to do so, using Jess to communicate with you if it wasn’t crucial for him to interact with you, this only made you more confused at the start, but then you concluded it just confirmed that he didn’t actually mean anything out of that kiss.

So you decided that you were done waiting for him, and you were done hurting, so you were gonna move on.

As if the universe had heard you, Jess called you into Miguel’s office and introduced you to a new recruit that she thought you would get along with, he had curly hair, green eyes, he was tall and a bit muscular but not like Miguel, he was the prettiest man you had ever seen, well after Miguel…

He introduced himself as Mariano.

Of course Miguel noticed the look awe in your face, but to his dismay Jess told you to give Mariano a tour which you happily agreed to, maybe too happily for Miguel’s liking.

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It had been almost a month since Mariano was recruited, and even if Miguel didn’t like it, you and Mariano had grown closer.

Miguel really wanted to do something about it, but he hadn’t spoken a word to you for like two months, how was he supposed to just talk to you and tell you to stay away from that man cause he was jealous after everything he did?

How could he even explain why he suddenly ghosted you when even himself didn’t know the reason, don’t get me wrong, Miguel liked that kiss, hell, he loved it, he wanted to do it again, and again, and again, it felt like a drug and he felt as if he was going through withdrawal, and Mariano in the picture didn’t help the symptoms.

So Miguel did the most reasonable thing to do, he went to Peter B.

Peter told Miguel to just tell you what he really felt and to explain why he ghosted you before Mariano made a move, because it was obvious that Mariano had a huge crush on you, sadly it seemed like you had a crush in him too.

So Miguel ran, he went over to your universe as fast as he could, he knocked on your door without actually having a speech prepared, and before he knew it you had already opened the door, he looked at you and saw you wearing the black dress that he gave you, he saw as you had really heavy make up and then he realized why you opened so quickly… you were going on a date.

“Wait, Miguel? what are you doing here” you said in a not so happy tone.

“Please don’t go on a date with Mariano”.

“And why should I listen to you?”.

“Just please, don’t go”.

“¿Qué chingados te pasa? ¿Quién te crees Miguel? eh? a ver, no me puedes besar y luego ignorarme para venir a decirme con quien puedo salir y con quien no solo porque te dolió en tu ego”.

“Okay no, please, that’s not why I’m telling you this”.

“Then why is it Miguel? I’m fucking tired of your bullshit and of you playing with me whenever you want to.”

“I’m telling you this because I love you, okay? I’m in love with you, I want to be the one that you go out on dates with, not that idiot”.

“Well. should’ve thought about that before ghosting me”.

“Okay, look, I’m sorry, I didn’t ghost you just because, I just… I was just really scared of being in love again and losing that person I love again, I was scared because after that kiss all I ever wanted to do was to do it again and to keep kissing you forever, please I’ll make it up to you! So please, don’t go, please let me be the one that takes you out on dates and be able to love you, okay?”

“Oh my god. you love me too”.

[gars-jasons-gf]

Gar Logan Head Cannons in a Relationship with Reader PT. 2

(gif isn’t mine)

Alright, Gar would definitely love cuddling with you like you cannot convince me otherwise. Going to sleep. You're both cuddling. Lying on the couch watching tv. Cuddling. Heck bored. Cuddling. Pretty much my point is you two cuddle all the time. But how?

Well he prefers him being the big spoon, as it feels like he's protecting you. He'll have his arms around you and you'll most likely be holding his arm. His elbow will probably be around your stomach area and his hand would be somewhere on your chest -shoulder area.

But, if you two are watching tv. He will lay between your legs whether he's looking at the ceiling or his face is nuzzled in your stomach you better be scratching or massaging his scalp. Otherwise he'll grab your hand and place it onto his head and insist you give him attention.

Also, he can be very needy when it comes to attention. He practically lives off your attention. Whether that be talking, hugging, cuddling, kisses, training. Anything to have your attention. It's almost as if you stop giving him attention he'll die, which he will.

Now let's talk about you giving him the silent treatment. At first he'll act cool about it and act as if he doesn't care, but about 30 minutes in he'll start overthinking, then about an hour in he'll start talking to you to see if you'll tell him why your acting like this. Not long after that he'll start following you around like a lost puppy trotting behind you. Once you give in and you both talk about what's happened, be prepared for the next day. He'll cling onto you like a Koala. Holding hands, hugs, kisses, resting his head on your shoulder you won't be doing anything alone.

Alright how about kisses you ask me. Well, they can be either one of two ways short and sweet or long and passionate. I think you can guess the difference between the two and when they're used. You'll usually give him a short and sweet kiss when walking past him in the hallways or when you're going somewhere. The longer and more passionate ones are more done when you're both alone... in a room... together, usually when no one's in the tower. Or they're when you two are making out but that's really it.

So what if you are a fairly physically affectionate person. Of course no matter what he's not very used to the touch of another person but he's always going to embrace it and enjoy it. Even him being physically affectionate to you, he's new to it and is sometimes scared your going to think he's way too clingy.

Legit i can't be bothered to check the first part but I can't remember if I added it so imma add it here.

He is very protective of you. Like he's not so much as jealous just protective. He's like a guard dog and doesn't want anything to happen to you. He's watching you like a hawk. (haha get it, okay ill shut up now) He's always behind you or has an arm around you. You are going out on a girls day. He'll be a girl for the day. You being harassed by someone when he's a few meters away. He'll show his fangs and his eyes will go green. If that doesn't work you be he'll walk over to you, wrap an arm around you and stare this man down like no tomorrow.

So pretty much you're a lucky person and have a great bf material bf. He's a keeper

idk how many more of these I have but pt 3??????

[cocozydiaries]

Any advice on how to stop procrastinating to shift because you have been constantly failing for 3 years now? Like ik it's worth it to live love laugh in my dr life but I'm afraid i might have to settle here 😭

yk… based on how i fell asleep yesterday halfway through a guided meditating i’m probably not the best person to ask😭

but half this account is me asking dr/shifting related question to help motivate people soooo idk? maybe this might be helpful?

first of all ur wording is so silly! ofc ur gonna feel really down about ur shifting journey when you phrase things like “i’ve been failing for three years”. stop focusing on the amount of time when it really doesn’t mean much at all.

When you do (inevitably) shift do you really think ur gonna focus on how long it took? literally no way. The time it took is gonna feel so meaningless. anyways even if it takes you three years or longer it really doesn’t matter coz that time is gonna pass anyways.

who knows? what if you shift tonight?

anyways (this might be kinda cringe) the main thing i find that helps me not procrastinate is by getting myself like really hyped up and motivated!

yk i’ll think about my dr, maybe go through my dr bedroom visuals (i have a whole pinterest board), or I’ll just think about the people i can’t wait to meet. Sometimes i’ll even just think about any mundane tasks i’ll have to do later that day as if i’m in my Dr.

also back on ur wording. if you don’t want to “settle” for here then don’t? clearly you want more for yourself, so go get it! ur definitely overthinking and over complicating shifting for urself.

but please keep in mind i haven’t shifted (yet) myself so this is all just my personal opinions so i totally wouldn’t mind if other people add onto this with their own advice and opinions :)

(also i’m really srry this took so long to post i was tryna figure out what to say and how to🚶‍♀️)

[flyingcakeee]

A little thing I'm working on, unsure if I should continue it or not.

If Logan’s father was not a prince, Logan’s life would have been far more “normal”. Logan rarely got to do anything other omegas did. Logan was forced to wear heavy, exotic-materialed, large dresses, not the simple ones he longed to wear since he was first in the town with his father. Omegas were taught basic skills by their mothers; how to be a proper omega, how to cook, how to be a gentle soul, how to crochet or knit or sew, how to be a supporting figure for other omegas. Logan was not taught any of that,he only had his father. Because of this, Logan was stuck being taught by tutors throughout his entire life; he being taught how to be a proper German princess, how to write and read, how to properly eat, how to dance, how to play the violin, and piano, and cello, and harp, how to do any royal duties if it was asked of him to do. And with all of his tutors being betas, Logan never learned proper body education until two years after his first heat, never learning how to nest until he inquired about it when his father was busy talking in the village. Logan longed to have been normal, having always been of interest by the entire kingdom. Logan just wishes he wasn’t Princess Logan, son of Prince Nico.

Logan never asked to be born an omega, never asked to be a political pawn, never asked for anything really. If anything, Logan was taught how to always accept gifts with a smile, to always be smiling. Logan always had to be thankful and smiling.

Snapping out of his daydream with a sigh, he set his pen back down in the dish, placing the lid back on the ink, and pushed his paper to the edge of the desk, standing up and making his way to his the kitchen to see if there maybe was a snack he could take before supper. While passing his father’s study on the way to the kitchen, he overheard his father’s conversation with stopped him, causing him to eavesdrop.

“I’m afraid I don’t truly know what to do with him, Jenson,” his father groaned. “His poor soul doesn’t know anything about life, still! His mother died before he was 2 and left me raising him alone! He cannot marry at 18, it’s not sensible. Logan is far too young for an Alpha who is currently 25. He’ll hurt him, I know it!”

“Sire,” Jenson, the alpha who always accompanied his dad, began, “you’ve never met this prince. You should not overthink, you should instead inquire with His Majesty if you can maybe arrange a meeting with the prince.”

“Oh, Jenson, I wish it were that easy! I cannot have my dove meet the prince so early, he hasn’t even reached his 16th birthday. And what if he were to play a facade, take my trust and break it once he has his hands on my dove? I cannot allow it! I was foolish to allow the court to pressure me into giving up my only child, I do not wish to be foolish again.”

“You could have Princess Logan sit in the estate until you believe that he is ready, as you are too. Say she has a serious illness and cannot be married to the prince just yet. If we confine her to the estate, nobody shall know that it is not the truth.”

“What would I do without you, Jenson? Can you fetch me my best ink and paper, I shall write to my father and address him on my plans.”

“Yes, sire.”

Logan quickly hurried away from the door, not wishing to be caught on his eavesdropping. He was definitely not taught how to be as sneaky as he was, rather it being an acquired skill he developed himself. Logan always knew his father cared about him, trying as hard as he could to raise the poor boy all alone.

Anyways, soon to be Loscar Royal Au? Idk, I'm tired 🥰