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Mo Shíorghrá - Chapter Three.

Big thanks to all who are commenting and reblogging, so thrilled you’re enjoying it! Another nice, long chapter here for you now :)

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Warnings - 18+ content throughout. Minors DNI!

“Nah, I have tae say it, pregnant women are wild, horny creatures. I had to fuck her twice this morning before she’d let me leave,” Chibs spoke, the guys pulled over at the side of the highway while Juice sorted an issue with his bike.

“Really? Man, I gotta get me some single mom action,” Happy stated, grinning through the chew on his toothpick.

“Since when have you given a shit if they’re single or not?” Jax contributed, laughing.

Happy shrugged. “Single is less hassle, bro.” He then turned back to Chibs. “Any downsides?”

“Yeah, the fact they get the most amazing, swollen tits, and you cannae go near ‘em because they’re sore. All I want to do is honk on ‘em like a couple o’ ripe melons and she won’t fucking let me! Oh, and don’t be around if the lass in question gets wind. I swear, the farts are biblical. Abi’s are like something out of the Old Testament right now.”

His brothers were in fits at that, Jax looking particularly entertained. “I’m so telling her you said that.”

“You’ll keep that well under your lid, Jackie boy!” With Juice calling that he was ready, they continued their ride out to the meet with Romeo and his cohorts, the open road peaceful, the afternoon beautifully sunny. Unbeknownst to either Chibs or Tig, their phones didn’t stop ringing for the entire half hour ride.

“Jeez, what did I do? I got fifteen missed calls from the woman,” the latter spoke with slight trepidation as they dismounted, quickly calling her while they waited for the Mexicans to arrive with them. Chibs didn’t notice the colour drain from his face as he lit a cigarette, but his ears picked up on the reaction to what Tig was told.

“Oh god, no, oh... yeah, okay we’re on our way. Don’t panic, baby, we’re coming now.” When he looked over at him, he knew it was bad. “Chibs, we gotta get out of here, brother.” At hearing those words, his body stiffened considerably, something spiny licking the pit of his stomach.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Clay asked.

Tig immediately turned to Chibs. “It’s Abi. Venus was crying too much to give me details, but there’s been an accident, something about a car. We gotta get to St Thomas, now.” At hearing that, Chibs felt his blood run to ice, a feeling of dread like no other flooding him, cursing over and over as he shoved his helmet back on.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Clay exclaimed. “Get out of here, both of you. We’ll be with you later, go.” Chibs already had his bike started up again before Clay had even finished speaking. They roared off down the highway, Chibs feeling like his heart was trying to escape his chest, panic bouncing through his veins. He had no idea what to expect from Tig’s vague explanation, but he hoped that Venus’ penchant for the dramatic at times could perhaps mean she’d just rear ended another car or something, hoping for the best.

He was not prepared for what awaited them.

“Baby? Oh shit, baby,” Tig spoke, rushing to Venus when they arrived at the hospital, his girlfriend covered in blood as she sat in the waiting area. “Are you okay, are you hurt?” It was a stupid question, he realised as soon as he’d spoken it, for if she was, she wouldn’t be out there.

“I’m fine, I am. It isn’t my blood.” Chibs felt something cold stab him in the chest at hearing that, taking a seat at her side, Tig crouched in front of her, holding her hand, his other curled around the back of her head, stroking her hair fondly as she sobbed. “It was a hit and run, I wasn’t even with her when it happened. She’d gone to the store across the street, and I’d literally only just stepped foot within the little glass wear emporium when I heard the commotion of a speeding car, and I turned, and it... it hit her.”

She broke down at that point, Tig pulling her into his arms, Chibs feeling breathless as his chest tightened, his jaw clenching with anger. Someone had run down his wife. His wife. She emerged, continuing. “They have her in surgery currently, which is as much as I know.” After visiting the desk, it was as much as the nurse behind it knew either, crashing back down into the seat beside Venus, feeling Tig move to hug him. “My boys... what if... fuck.” He could barely get his words out.

“Shh, bro. We don’t know anything yet. Just try to keep calm. I know, it’s fucking tearing you up inside, man, but you gotta keep strong. For them and Abi. I’m here, I ain’t going nowhere.” The support of Tig holding him and Venus clutching his hand in both of hers kept him from feeling like he was about to explode, the not knowing still killing him, but thankful for his friends. It felt like forever as he sat there, his entire body prickling unpleasantly, until he saw Tara move into his line of vision, rushing out of his seat to her.

“How is she? And the babies?”

“Considering what happened, better than I think anyone could have expected. We’ve had a tense few hours, the babies were delivered via emergency c-section and are currently incubated. Of course, being that they’re only a few days into their twenty-seventh week, it isn’t ideal at all, they both have underdeveloped lungs and weigh just two pounds, six and seven ounces each respectively, but miraculously, they weren’t injured by the accident. Ideally, we would have kept them in utero, but Abi suffered a placental haemorrhage, so it just wasn’t possible, unfortunately. They’re doing as well as can be expected, and the next forty-eight hours remain critical for them because of their size.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he breathed shakily. “How the fuck are they gonna survive, being so small?”

“More and more premature babies are surviving early births these days, and you know from Abel that we have one of the most well equipped neo-natal units on the west coast to deal with such. I’m invested in this, of course I am, and I’ll do everything I can for your sons. You have my word.” She squeezed his shoulders supportively before continuing.

“As for Abi, she suffered a shattered hip, which we’ve had to replace, four broken ribs, internal bleeding, a punctured lung, a broken collarbone and a subdural haematoma, as well as a hairline fracture to her skull. The surgeons are still working on her right now. She crashed once, but they brought her back. She’s tough, Chibs, we all know that, and she’s fighting in there. I want you to hold onto that. She isn’t out of the woods yet, but they’re doing everything they can.” She had no idea what else to say, her own professional demeanour slipping a little, because it was so close for her. That was her friend in there.

Chibs knew that only too well, pulling her into a hug she gratefully accepted. “Can I see my babies?”

“They’re being stabilised at the moment, but I’ll come and fetch you as soon as you can. I’m heading back there now.”

He nodded, feeling like he was crumbling within. “Okay, darlin’.” He sat back down again with a heavy thump, resting his head in his hands, the shock of it all hitting him at once, staring blankly.

“You wanna come out for a smoke, brother?” Tig asked, feeling useless beyond that in light of what they’d just heard, shaking his head as Abi’s injury list replayed in his head. She could have died. Perhaps a person of lesser strength would have.

“I... I don’t know.”

“I will race to you immediately if there’s any news,” Venus vouched, giving his thigh a supportive squeeze.

“Aye, alright. Thanks, hen. And thanks for being with her, and waiting here. I appreciate you more than you could ever know for that.” He gave her a hug then, Venus nodding and smiling in acknowledgement. He got up, his legs feeling light, the rest of him heavy, his head and heart feeling like someone had constricted them in the savage binding of barbed wire. She had to be okay. They had to be okay. All three of them. That was his little family in there, all fighting for their lives.

He felt sick with nerves, the fresh air cooling down the hot tingling he’d been feeling, the nicotine hitting his lungs a little soothing, but not by much, voicing his fears to Tig.

“I can even imagine how you feel, man, but don’t let your head go to a dark place. You gotta keep positive, because god, or whatever higher power we have ruling over us, they wouldn’t have put Abi back in your life just for this to happen. No way.”

Chibs didn’t reply, staring at a fixed point ahead of him again, Tig not pressing him for an answer, merely sitting beside him, letting him be silent if that was what he needed. Not even the distant roar of bike engines roused him from the catatonic state he’d slipped into, his hearing fading to a quiet, droning buzz, reality slipping away as fear completely paralysed him.

What if they died?

He was aware of his brothers arriving, but the daze held him fast, able only to lift the cigarette to his lips, hearing Tig’s voice explaining what was going on, a large hand gripping his shoulder.

“Hey, bro.” Jackie. “You alright? Dumb question, I know. I gotta ask, though.”

“No,” he whispered, his eyes vacant at he looked up, Jax taking a seat beside him.

“Is there anything we can do, Chibs?” Clay asked with concern. “Want me to go fetch the dogs and take ‘em back to mine? I take it you ain’t gonna be home any time soon.”

“Could you? They’ll be climbing the fucking walls.”

Clay shook his head. “You’ll have a fight, getting ‘em back from Gemma again. Give me your keys and I’ll get over there. Is there anything else you need?”

He shook his head dumbly, retrieving his house keys from his pocket and handing them over, Clay gripping his arm supportively before he went back to his bike and rode off.

“Did they catch the insane asshole who did this?” Opie asked, Chibs shaking his head.

“I’ve no idea, I did’nae even think to ask that.”

Tig piped up then. “I asked Venus while you were talking to Tara. The police took her statement but all she could tell them was that the vehicle was an early model black sedan. I don’t know if anyone else who witnessed it got a look at the driver, or the license plate.”

“Wait, they didn’t even stop?” Jax asked, bewilderment meeting anger.

“Nope, drove straight off again. Venus was more preoccupied with getting to Abi by that point, though, but she said no one came forward in the wake of it.”

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Jax exclaimed, wondering what kind of person it took to mow down a pregnant woman like that, and not even pull over. Unless... was that their intention?

“I just hope the police don’t find him. Because I want that. I want to murder the bastard with my bare hands for this.” Chibs vowed, Jax gripping his shoulder, understanding that rage. Just then, Venus called for them over from the main entrance, stating Tara was ready to take him to see the boys. Jax and Tig stayed, Chibs telling the others to go and that he’d keep them updated, receiving hugs of support from his brothers before heading back in. Nothing could have prepared him for the sight, looking through the glass into the NICU and seeing them, lying side by side in the same incubator.

He rocked back on his boots, Tig and Jax grasping him, the shock hitting him squarely. “They’re fucking tiny.” he tremored, covering his face with his hands, running them through his hair as he took another step closer.

“Come on,” Tara began softly, reaching for his hand and leading him into the unit, Tig and Jax waiting outside. “Twin number one is on the left, born just over a minute before his brother. He’s the stronger, look, see? Even though he’s weak, he’s shuffling around a little.”

“That’s Henry. He’s always been the most lively out of the two,” he confirmed, Tara smiling.

“I thought he might have been, yes,” she nodded. “It’s a good sign.”

“And Riley?”

“He’s a lot stiller, but both of their stats are positive at this time. Unfortunately, we need those to stabilise more before we can let you hold them. That period will remain undefined, I’m afraid. They’ll need the humidity of the incubator for a while yet, so expect to have to wait on that. They can’t breathe on their own and we’ve given them blood transfusions as well as fluids, the upside is that they both have very strong little hearts for their age. They do face other risks, but I don’t want to bombard you with all of that right now. All you need to know is that we’re doing everything we can, and the signs are good so far. Their survival rate is eighty percent, and those are very good odds. From Abi’s injuries, it was her who took the brunt of the trauma and not them. They were very lucky.”

He stared at them, so many tubes poking out of them, so tiny. They probably weren’t much bigger than one of his hands. And he couldn’t even hold them, cradle them to his chest, let them know everything would be okay because daddy was there to take care of them. It was entirely in the hands of the doctors, and he’d never felt more helpless. Their skin was like tissue paper, tiny veins visible, hands so small he couldn’t even comprehend it.

He remained only for a few further minutes, the nurse moving in to check them over, leaving the room reluctantly while Tara called down to the OR to check on Abi’s progress.

“They’ll be bringing her back up shortly. Because of her head trauma, she’ll remain sedated for a time. They got the bleed under control very quickly; but she needs to be closely monitored to make sure the swelling goes down. The surgery alleviated the pressure and the swelling will be treated with drugs. She remains in a critical condition.” Seeing her for the first time twenty minutes later was his second big shock of the night, the side of her head shaved down, her face bruised and obscured by the oxygen mask.

He leaned to gently kiss her forehead, a tear falling from his eye. “Don’t you dare fucking leave me, CB. You hear? The devil ain’t taking you back any time soon.” He sat down, taking her hand in his, sighing, the weight of it all heavy upon him, like led pouring through his veins, his head foggy, stroking her scratched up fingers gently. “I love you so much, baby. Just you get better, right? I don’t care how long it takes, all in your own time, just as long as you do. Those wee boys need their mum.”

He stayed with her for hours, only moving when she was checked over, the medical staff telling him the same thing each time. No change. Not better, but not worse either. At least he could hold onto that. He stayed long after visiting hours were over with, Tara having a quiet word with Margaret, who allowed him to stay at her bedside. He didn’t sleep for the entire night, too terrified of closing his eyes for even a second, just in case something happened in that moment.

“I’m not leaving you, my darlin’. I’m right here, even if you probably have no idea.” He spoke softly, stroking her head. The only time he did leave was when he felt he’d do damage to his bladder if he hung on to the need to pee for much longer, not even leaving for long enough to feed himself. Not that he was hungry; he was too riddled with concern to have anything remotely resembling an appetite. The following hours brought no change, a few visitors stopping by in the form of Venus, Lyla, Jax and Gemma at various points throughout the day, all urging him to take a break, Chibs remaining as steadfast with each new request as he was the last. He wasn’t leaving her.

By 10pm upon the second evening at the hospital, her condition still unchanged, the one thing he lost control over was his will to remain awake, falling asleep at her side, her hand still in his, his head rested upon the bed.

While sleeping, he fell into dreams of times gone by, his sleeping mind replaying moments from the past with her, notably, the first time he’d returned to her after finally giving in to the desire she’d ignited within him while hiding out in the abandoned church. He had no idea why his brain would choose to stir something up like that at such a time, but he was merely the conduit. Seeing her in any way rather than unconscious in a hospital bed was a plus for him right then, though, even while he slept.

Consciousness. While they both lay in alternate states of conscious, hers medical and his of slumber, it was the conscious decision he had made all those years ago that he dreamed of, the one which truly had sparked the chain of events that had led them to that moment. Abi could have been a one-time indiscretion, if he’d fought harder to resist. He hadn’t, though...

Belfast, 1994

“What are you doing, what the fuck are you fucking doing, you fucking idiot?”

He came to a stop, sighing, wrestling with it. Cheat on his wife again, or actually honour his fucking marriage vows, the fact that he loved her, that she’d only given birth to their first child five months ago and stop being such a selfish shit of a husband. Closing his eyes, he saw Abi right there beneath him in his mind’s eye, remembered how it felt to be inside her, heard her little moans. God. On he continued, only to grind to a halt after another ten steps.

Oh, how he wanted her all over again, but it tortured him. It was a want that wasn’t coming easily to him whatsoever. He lit a cigarette, leaning back against a low wall bordering someone’s front garden, frowning as he scratched his head. “Who’d know if you did, though? No one.”

He then groaned. He’d know. He wasn’t entirely without morals, twisted as that was, being a republican solider and an outlaw to boot. But... Abi. The fire she’d lit within him had yet to burn out. If he was honest, he doubted that it ever would. He wanted her all over again, but this time, to enjoy her more thoroughly, spend time securing that enjoyment, not have to be hurried...

Oh, who was he kidding? He wanted to bury his mouth between her legs and eat her to her utter ruin, and it was all he’d been able to think about for the past two days. A single-minded focus upon going down on Abi. If there was one thing he truly thrived upon, it was a mouthful of a gorgeous woman. She was just that, and it incensed him that he hadn’t had chance to the previous time. The time that should have been the only one ever to occur.

Flicking his cigarette away, he continued down the street, the warehouse coming into view. This time, he only stopped when he reached the door at the side, which lead up to her flat. His heart hammered in his chest with excitement and a little trepidation, his hesitation gone as soon as she opened it and saw her face. God in heaven, she was just so fucking gorgeous, her long, blonde locks all tousled and wild, smoky black lined eyes, dressed in only a simple, oversized white t shirt.

“You’re the last person I expected to see this evening. How can I help you?” she smirked, leaning against the doorframe. Of course, she knew why he was there. She couldn’t help but be playful, though.

“It’s how I can help you, if I’m honest.” His mouth tilted into a wicked smile, Abi biting her lip with excitement. She did wonder, if once would truly be enough for him. It hadn’t been for her.

“Oh?”

He leaned in close, lips ghosting the side of her neck. “Oh, aye. You see, there’s somewhere very specific I want to put my tongue.” Cupping between her legs, he chuckled throatily when her knees almost buckled, that laugh gaining volume when she turned and shot up her stairs at speed. After closing the door, he followed, entertained by the sight of her naked and waiting for him in the lounge area of her flat, advancing on her with a hungry growl. He gripped her waist, lifting her with ease, Abi giggling as he spanked her, falling into hot kisses.

In her head, she was chanting ‘oh my god, yes, yes, yes! I get to have sex with him again!’ as he carried her to the bed, placing her down, shrugging himself out of his kutte before moving above her, kissing her once more. He then sat up, stroking her sides, taking her in. “Fucking beautiful. Every last inch of you.” And she was. From her pretty pink nipples right to her black painted toenails, she was utterly stunning.

The feeling of his mouth closing over one of those nipples, a little scratch of stubble from a few days' growth, his big hands bracketing her waist, the press of his hard body against hers, the contrast of him still being fully clothed against her soft nudity made Abi’s arousal soar, stroking his hair as she wound her legs around him, the press of denim against her bare sex scintillating. Moving his hands to grasp her thighs, he unwound them from around him, slipping down, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses over her silky, warm skin, tongue circling her navel, watching goosepimples rise, the taste of her flesh burned into his memory, but none more so than the taste of her folds, which when he reached, dragging his tongue across, he knew he’d crave forever.

She sighed breathlessly, her head tipping back into the soft cotton of her grey duvet, her eyes fluttering shut as her hands went to his hair. Oh god, oh god... he knew what to do. Anyone else with their mouth down there preceding him had been utterly bloody clueless, much to her frustration, but Filip? He knew what a clit was for... and exactly how to touch it. His tongue danced over it in little flicks, fingers spreading her open, circling at her, smiling against her folds and sucking her gently when she began to whimper softly.

“Oh, Jesus bloody god, that’s too good!” she cried, Chibs chuckling, flattening his tongue against her clit and rubbing it back and forth, watching her writhe, exclamations tumbling from her mouth as he increased the pressure and speed, then slowed down again, hands stroking her body, Abi absolutely mind blown. “How the fuck can you be so good with your mouth?”

“Stacks of practice,” he replied with a small shrug, sucking on her again.

“Fucking hell! You’re never allowed to leave!” That really made him laugh.

“I’m in no hurry, darlin’. Just you lie back and enjoy yourself.” Oh, and how she did. Potent glimmers skittered through her, her little clit throbbing against his tongue as he continued to delight her with circled licks, speedy flicks and strong sucks, Abi not thinking anything could feel better until he slid two fingers into her heat, groaning at how wet she was, curling them around and raking her insides gently. He had her simmering steadily, her pleasure ascending, adding more precision as he watched her chest rising and falling faster, the little flutters of the soaking velvet around his fingers alerting him to the fact she was getting close.

He moved his tongue in a quicker beat, her escalation gathering momentum, her body going rigid suddenly as she gasped, wailed and came, Chibs moving his mouth to her inner thigh and slowing his fingers, giving her time to cool down a little before returning his tongue to her. She’d cum... and he wasn’t stopping? ‘Do not even question it, girl. Just enjoy him while he’s here.’ That was about the only coherent thought she had, other than how good he was, tongue circling her again, fingers slowly slipping in and out of her drenched cunt, her brain fogged by erotic bliss.

It took barely any time at all for her to ascend for a second time, his groans vibrating through her as he sucked on her clit, the lewd noise of his fingers fucking her filling the air, a third added, Abi wailing as her hands tugged at his hair, her back arching off the bed as she came hard. This time, though, he gave her no cool down, overstimulated and oversensitive as he continued to suck at her, Abi shaking and crying out.

“Come on, princess. You’ve got another in ye.” He encouraged, fingers punching against her so hard, his rings left little indents, tongue laving at her clit in a firm, relentless beat, Abi so wet she’d begun to puddle the bed beneath her. The only time he paused was to rid himself of his clothes, because this time when she came, he sensed it about five seconds before it hit her, sitting up to plunge his cock within her quivering walls, making her scream ferally before proceeding to pound the life out of her...

It was an odd feeling to awake with, a sparkle of arousal flittering around in his loins, his heart thumping heavily when reality kicked in, the safety of his dream world shattered by the sight of his wife, still unconscious, machines beeping. “Even in my dreams, you work me up like no other. I can’t help but think that’s massively inappropriate at a time like this, but I suppose you’ll get a good laugh out of it when you’re conscious, that yer ole’ man here woke up with a raging hard on because had filthy dreams about you.”

Lifting her hand to his mouth, he kissed it, reaching to stroke her cheek gently. “I bloody miss you already, you know. Chirping away about something or other while I’m still half asleep, or having the babies kicking me in the back. I’ll miss that waking me up. I have no idea if you can hear me, but they’re alright, our little ones. Tara is taking good care of ‘em for us.”

As if summoning her, the lady herself appeared, smiling warmly. “Morning.” Christ, he’d slept all night at her side. He assumed he’d only been out for around an hour. “I’m just about to go off shift, thought I’d come and check her over.”

“How is she?” he asked after she’d gone about those checks, stretching his arms above his head.

“Stable, her vitals are good. She’ll be taken for a scan shortly, I should think, to see if the swelling has subsided enough to bring her round from sedation. Just a warning, though, she might not immediately wake up.”

“I’m not leaving her fucking side until she does, scan excluded,” he vowed, Tara smiling.

“You should, you know. She’s in the best place she can be. I can pull strings, though, if you’re determined.” He was, of that she knew only too well.

“How are my boys this morning?”

“They’re doing very well. Riley had a little blip in the night,” she began, Chibs’ eyes widening.

“Why, what happened? Is he alright?” Tara nodded.

“He stopped breathing temporarily, but it was just a case of an adjustment of his tube. He’s fine now, we’ve been working on the continued stabilisation of them both, they’re being closely monitored. Do you want to come and see them again?”

He nodded, standing up, his back letting him know of its displeasure over his choice of sleeping position with a sharp tug he reached to rub as he walked behind Tara, taking the elevator up to the NICU unit. “Although I said you can't hold them, if you go and thoroughly wash and then sanitise your hands, you can reach in and touch them gently.”

“Okay, give me a minute.” He went down to the bathroom, needing to go anyway, washing his face as well while he was there, feeling a little fresher for it. Once done, he made sure he didn’t touch anything, using a liberal dose of hand sanitiser before entering the NICU and sitting down. It took him a few attempts before reaching through, softly stroking Henry’s hand with his little fingertip. That tiny hand was the size of his fingernail.

“Hey, little fella.” That was all he could manage, a huge lump forming in his throat. They shouldn’t be there. He should be talking to them while they were still in the safety of their mother's womb, not lying in an incubator, too tiny to be in the world yet. Whoever had done this to his family, he would make them wish they’d never been born. He moved to the other side, greeting Riley in the same way, talking to them both, telling them how much they were loved and that everything would be just fine. He realised as he spoke those words, he needed to believe them himself above all.

“Okay, so the scan results are favourable, the swelling is beginning to subside at the rate I hoped it would, which means we can bring her round from sedation.” Those words, spoken to him an hour later by Abi’s surgeon, Doctor Williams, were a definite welcome to his ears. As Tara had warned him, though, she didn’t wake up immediately. Just as he’d pledged, he didn’t leave her side either. Not for the rest of the day, or the night that followed, Abi’s condition unchanged.

No, he refused to leave longer than it would take for him to go to the toilet. Not until the morning after, when he was forced.

“Filip, come now. Clay gave Alexander your keys so I could go and fetch you a change of clothes. I packed a couple, in fact, sure that you’d likely be reluctant to leave. There’s deodorant, cigarettes and a toothbrush in there as well,” Venus spoke upon her arrival at 11am, poking her head around the door, a large, black rucksack in her hand.

“You trying to say I stink, Vee?” He needed to lighten the mood a little, Venus rolling her eyes.

“I am not prepared to get close enough to find out,” she winked, turning to look at Abi with a sigh. “My little boo. How is she?”

“Her brain swelling has gone down, thankfully, the surgeon seems pleased with her progress, so they took her off sedation yesterday. They’ve said it might be a while until she wakes up, though.”

She nodded, a sense of relief gleaming through her. It wasn’t much news, but at least it was good. “I’ll sit with her, you go get freshened up, have a coffee. We’re fine. Its girl talk time.”

“You’re a wonderful woman, Venus. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise.” He left them to it, heading in the direction of the bathroom, Venus pulling up a chair on Abi’s other side.

“So, my pretty little chickadee. It’s just you and me for a short while.” She reached to stroke her hair, tutting softly at the shaved side. “That’s twice now, you’ve lost your hair on that side. Well I say, peachy girl. What is it, about lady injury picking on the right side of your lovely skull, huh?” Venus had been made privy to Fiona’s attack on her, Abi opening up to her friend about it one night, just the two of them out for drinks. “As I’ve been told, this brilliant and beautiful brain of yours has decreased swelling, yet you still linger in this comatose state. I hope you can hear me, so I can tell you that I love you much and hope that wherever you are drifting, you come back to where you belong soon.”

As it turned out, Abi could hear her, but her consciousness was far away, unable for her to grasp, to bring herself back to tether. Where she was, it was beautiful, peaceful, the conjuring her brain had fabricated, the place her comatose state had transported her to. She wasn’t truly there, and she did know that, but sitting atop a hill in Glenelly Valley, back at home in Ireland, she felt very content. The sun was shining, she didn’t feel the terrible pain her accident had left her in, and it was quiet. Well, was being the operative word. With a thud, she felt someone sit down beside her.

“Alright, twat head.” Monica?

Abi turned, her face a picture of disbelief. “Shit, am I dead?”

Monica snorted, nudging her with a soft elbow. “No, don’t be stupid. I am, though. Still.”

“Then why the fuck are you here if I’m not dead?”

She shrugged, picking at a blade of grass before her. “Fucked if I know. So, do I get a hug, or what?”

Abi laughed softly through her nose, wrapping her arms around her sister, feeling tears prickle her eyes. She’d longed for this in the eighteen years she’d been without her big sister, except it felt strange to her, Monica obviously appearing to her as she’d been when she was twenty. The dead did not age, though. The dead did nothing, yet there she was.

“I know you’re likely just a figment of my imagination, but it’s great to see you,” she breathed, inhaling the scent of her hair. She even smelled like her. Pantene shampoo and white musk perfume from The Body Shop.

“Or I could be being a complete cunt and you are dead.”

Abi let her go, glaring. “Fuck off, shit face.”

She threw her head back and laughed. “You’re not, so. That car fucking twatted the shit out of you though, Christ.”

Abi hummed, her eyes widening a touch. “Yeah, I think that’s a fair assessment of the situation.”

“So,” Monica began, shuffling a little nearer. “Fil Telford?”

She snorted, shaking her head. “Aye.”

“That’s all I get, aye? Pffft!”

“What do you want to know?”

“Everything!! Fucking hell, that was a brave play, pinching him right under Fiona’s nose!”

“Do you blame me?”

Monica looked thoughtful. “He never really did it for me, I mean he’s a good-looking fella and all, but, meh.”

“He’s gorgeous. And he has a nine-inch cock.”

“Oooh, now I’m interested!” They shared laughter, Abi feeling like something missing had clicked into place. God, she’d missed her sister. “No, to be serious, I hope you’re happy with him. The life dad threw us into didn’t leave a lot of room for anything other than the cause. You getting out and building something else for yourself, well, I think it’s grand, so I do.”

Abi smiled, thinking of him. “Aye, I am. Really happy. He’s the best.”

“I should think so, if his cock is nine inches!”

She snorted, tickled by her humour as always. “You know what I mean.”

“I do, yeah.”

“He makes me ridiculously happy. He’s just... he understands me, my life, where I’ve been, all of that.”

“He’s not scared of you either, is he? That’s always what you needed. Suits you, being with an outlaw. I agree with that, at least.”

Abi was just about to ask her what she meant, turning to her side and seeing the space she’d occupied empty. “Mon? Oh, cheers. You piss off and leave me here alone.”

“You’re not on your own, love.” Her head spun around, her heart skipping a beat. “Hello, sweetheart.”

“Da?”

“Aye, the one and only.” Immediately, her eyes narrowed. “Oh, stop it with that face. You’ll be doing the lips like a duck’s arsehole next.” Immediately, her mouth pursed. “Look, see! There they are, right on cue!”

“You fucking lied to me!”

“Abigail, you’ll watch your language.”

“No, I bloody won’t! I begged you not to have him hurt, and you didn’t just hurt him, you destroyed his life, and mine! I’ll never forgive you for it!”

Michael sighed, rubbing his face with his hand. “I did what needed to be done.”

“No, it didn’t need to be done! Jimmy could’ve given him a bi-proxy beating, I think we’d have both understood that, but what you did was next level!”

“You’re still angry with me. That’s a shame, love. I’ve missed you, you and your mother.”

She scoffed, shaking her head. “Too right, I’m still angry with you. You’re not even sorry.”

“He had a nerve, ever looking at you like that, and god knows what else following it.”

“You do know I'm the one who went after him, don’t you? It wasn’t the other way around. In fact, he spent months turning me down, if truth be known. I wasn’t just some girl he was shagging on the side, you know. We fell in love with each other, the fact he’s the man I’ve ended up marrying, the man who fathered my sons is testament to that.”

He frowned, looking out over the valley. “You always did want what you knew you couldn’t have. Remember when you were three, and you climbed up the fridge to get your mammy’s biscuits from the top, fell and split your head open?”

“You still didn’t give me a biscuit when we got back from A&E either! Anway, you’re changing the subject.”

“For Christs sakes, Abigail! What do you want me to do? It happened sixteen years ago, I’m dead, I can’t undo it!

“I want you to acknowledge that you went too far!”

“Did I, though?”

“You had his face ripped open and kicked him out of Ireland! You broke my fucking heart, da! I was crushed! Yes, you raised me to be tough, but I wasn’t hardened enough to withstand losing the love of my life. I never got over it, being parted from him.”

“Fine!” he conceded. “Maybe I did take it too far, but in my defence, it was the last thing I needed to have thrown at me four days before I died.” Her face was still stony. “I’m sorry, love. I’m sorry my actions caused you so much pain.” Reaching for her, he stroked her wrist, walking his fingers over the top of her hand before linking them through hers. “I’m sorry.”

“Thank you.”

“So, what’s life like in California?”

“Perpetually sunny.”

He snorted. “I’d hate it after about ten minutes. Give me Ireland any day, proper seasons, snow on the ground, all of that.”

“It snows there! Not much, but there’s a little sometimes.”

He looked off into the distance again, hand squeezing hers. “Don’t get too comfortable here, sweetheart. The land of sunshine needs you back, you know. It isn’t your time yet.”

She nodded. “I know, da. I know. Can I have a cuddle, while I’m not getting too comfortable?”

Michael smiled, wrapping his arm around her and holding her tightly. “Of course, you bloody can, girl. Love you, you little shit.”

“Love you too, da.” Suddenly, she felt short of breath, like her chest had a great weight upon it on one side.

“I mean it, love. No matter how much it hurts, you have to go back.”

“Da, da, I can’t breathe. Da! I’m scared.”

“Go back, Abi.”

That was the moment her eyes fluttered open, and just for a brief moment, she saw Chibs and Venus at her bedside, blinking rapidly, panicking, and then fading out once more. She didn’t know where she went after that, but it wasn’t back to the valley.

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grimsneverendingfuneral · 5 months

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I do I do! Oh my God I love “British football” so much, I’m using that from now on. I play soccer, but we call it football here! I’m a goalkeep, which is shocking because I’m so short lol. And, I mean, not to brag but I think I’m pretty good for someone my height 😌

Yeah, it was so stupid. Not that I’ve learned my lesson because I’m most definitely going to keep climbing like a little squirrel hunting for acorns, but I’ll just be a liiiiiitle more careful. Ooh, yeah, you definitely gotta be more careful when living alone. Hopefully you’ve been safe and alright til now.

Omg thank you! You’ve reminded me that I need to finish the new Rick and Morty season. I’ve only watched the first two episodes hehe. I haven’t heard of most of these, but I’ll definitely give em a try! Agh, I’ve been meaning to watch Bojack Horseman since the third season came out. Is it really as good as people say it is? Like, is it worth watching all six seasons?

Aw, Grim! That’s so cute! You must have such a wonderful and creative imagination. Wow. I feel you with the nail polish 100%, I love bright and fun colours, all the glitters and metallics, like… If it’s shiny or bright, it is going on my nails.

I’m so happy you had a good time with your friends and that you wrote two chapters!! I cant wait to read it!!

:0 what a plot twist Grim!! I didn’t expect being asked a question in return aaah! I have to think about that… Oh, jeez okay, I had this dream back in high school, but I still remember it so clearly haha. In grade 12 we had this huge project we needed to do for our music final, and I was putting in so many hours towards it that I dreamt about it! I dreamt that all of Guns and Roses and Queen (don’t ask, long story) came to record vocals and guitar for my project and they kept getting it wrong so the girl who was working on the project with me kicked them out and I was like “omg you can’t just do that that’s queen and gnr omg…” lol. So I went and apologised to them and we had tea together. It still haunts me HAHAHA

And now time for your questions! *rubbing hands together evily* Which season is your favourite? Do you have a specific scent you love? Vinyls or CDs? What was your least favourite subject in school and why? 🎤

MIC ANOOOOOONNNNN wazzzaaapppp. GLAD to talk to you!!

yeah you just keep on climbing. youve gotta keep going no matter what. just keep being yourself and active and the best goalkeep your team has ever experienced.

lmfaoooo yes nothings changed. i still daydream just as much as i used to as a kid and its wonderful. i wouldnt wanna be any other way. so glad we share the love for glitter nail polish!!! im actually about to paint them right now. im thinking this iridescent kinda translucent blues gonna look sexy

i haven't watched the new season of Rick And Morty either cause then it'll be finished and im fr a fiend. im in love with Rick its disgusting really. classic daddy issues.

anywayssss about Bojack, honestly its very much worth it, in my humble opinion, but the third and fourth season are kind of the seasons you have to get through to get to the flipside of the show, which starts to get REAL as fuck during seasons five and six. then when its done youre just kinda sitting there like damn...........

GNR AND QUEEN are literally two of my favourite bands of all time. i mean, i have A LOT of favourite bands but i had a severe fixation on GNR in highschool to the point where like i know the band member's grandmothers names and shit. i asked this question because its a question i like to ask people to break the ice in conversations. i was also curious about yours!! EVERYONE has a dream that they remember, for some reason, one that just stuck. and its always from early childhood too.

ok questions time......heeeehehohhoooohhooo.......my favourite season is spring. it used to be autumn but the last two autumns ive been sort of too stressed about the pending doom of winter and halloween has kind of sucked too (even if halloween is every day of the year for me) so i have officially decided that spring is my favourite season. its fall but flipped. love the wetness and the flowers blooming. the smells. the anticipation for the summer. the way the ice melts. its sensual.

a scent i love GOD. my favourite scent of all time is clean laundry. if i go to hug you and you smell like fabric softener i will be so bricked up itll be awkward for the both of us. i sometime seek it out in those cotton scented candles and shit. although i love it so much, i never seem to smell it on myself, even if i rub bounce sheets on my fuckin sweaters. guess its kind of like when you go to someones house. you smell their smell but then you come home and you cant smell your smell.

i have a special place in my heart for CDs cause i grew up with those but i have a lot of vinyls and no CDs cause storing CDs is more annoying than storing vinyls to me...... i know its weird cause vinyls are bigger but the texture of them is better.

aaaanddd my least favourite subject in school was math. no surprises there. not even cause i was bad at it, i was pretty good, when i wanted to be. but i went to an arts school so the teachers in math were always so pissed off lol. no one gave a shit about math class to the point where the teachers would just give up and sit at their desks to do their own thang while we just fucked around

ok question for you...... whats something kind youve done for someone recently?

#mic anon #KISSES KISSES KISSES YOUUUUU

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hellototty · 3 years

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Head cannon/Scenario #1

(Prompt sent in by bunniesugarie, prompt being: wanting to surprise boyfriend with kiss but accidently kissing one of the other NEETs instead)

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Osomatsu:

(Y/n) just won big at Pachinko and so being a good partner they decided to share the money with their pervert boyfriend, Osomatsu

When they got there they had knocked on the door three times but seeing as no one responded they decided to just go in

When (Y/n) entered they decided to head to the living room, half because they felt their boyfriend would be too distracted reading his p*rnos to answer the door and half because they wanted to sneak kiss him

When they came into the room they saw that the Matsuno's got a new green sofa and they also saw their "boyfriend" sitting on it with his face looking down

Suddenly however he looked up upon hearing them entering the room and that was when they decided to strike

And so they kissed their "boyfriend"

"(Y/n)?"

They heard a voice from behind them and immediately recognized it as being Osomatsu’s

But wait if Oso is behind them then who's...?

They immediately pulled away and noticed that they had accidently kissed Choromatsu, and that Choromatsu was surprisingly redder that the pine on their boyfriend's sweater

"Ah, sorry Choro-ppi. Shoulda noticed the lack of cowlicks."

However he was too shocked to answer back

Osomatsu went up to his brother and put his arm around his brother neck

"Yeah, but it's okay that you didn't notice, (Y/n). Anyway I gotta go make Fappymatsu into Fappydeadtsu."

And with that he carried Choro out of the room.

Karamatsu:

(Y/n) had started to take guitar lessons from their “cool” boyfriend, Karamatsu

And so they walked up to their door and knocked on it five times

On the fifth knock (Y/n) decided to enter by themself and came to the thought that maybe he was waiting on the roof to serenade them when they came but simply didn't see them

Well they simply couldn't have this; I mean he already did a lot for them, they felt

So instead (Y/n) decided to go to the roof and surprise him instead

When they got to the roof as they expected they saw their “boyfriend” sitting there

Yet going to the roof maybe wasn't their smartest plan, as due to their fear of heights they started to stager around

And that's when they accidently fell on him in turn smashing their lips together

'Well not exactly the way I wanted to surprise him but I guess this works.' (Y/n) thought actually being half right as they certainly did surprise their gray and blue clad boyfriend

"(Y/n)?"

They heard the distinctive deep voice of their boyfriend behind them, and with that they immediately pounced off of the brother they accidently kissed, very cat like

However that wasn't the only thing that was very cat like as the guy they kissed turned out to be Jyushimatsu who had his trademark cat eyes

"My little Jyushimatsu, what were you and MY belle Karamatsu darling doing?"

He asked with a bit of a possessive voice, before sighing

"No, that came out wrong, just (Y/n) what were you doing on the roof, if you missed me then that's okay, just don't do something reckless, okay my Karamatsu bunny, I just don't want you to be hurt. And bruzzah, we'll talk about this later."

Choromatsu:

(Y/n) had just bought tickets to Nyaa-Chans newest concert, and while they were alright on the singer they knew Hashimoto was a particular favourite of their otaku boyfriend, Choromatsu

They just arrived after the purchase of said tickets, '6000 yen just for some tickets?! If only Choro-ppi's interests were less expensive!'

They knocked on the door of their house four times, before deciding to just enter and get swarmed by the brothers

However when they entered, there was nothing of the sort

This somewhat relieved (Y/n) as at least they wouldn't have to deal with their tomfoolery like usual

And so they decided to head to their bedroom/personal living room and wait there for them to come back

However when they did go there instead of a bare room like they expected, they did actually see that one of the boys was still home

(Y/n) assumed that it would've been their boyfriend as he wasn't the most sociable and they knew that he had just recently bought a new issue of OPM, so he may have decided to stay home to read that instead

And (Y/n) really liked seeing his adorable embarrassed blushing face so what better way to be privy to that look than surprise kiss him?

So they did just that but they must have been too distracted by kissing their "boyfriend" to notice the loud bang of two doors opening, one being the house door, and the other being the bedroom door

"Jeez, what an asshole! He really lit my ass hair on- (Y/n)-Chan?"

(Y/n)'s ears immediately picked up on the annoyed but cute voice of their boyfriend coming from behind them and so they shot up like a rocket and looked rather bashful and ashamed of their mistake

"Ichimatsu… anyway wanna go to the pub, (Y/n)-Chan? Akatsuka knows I could do with a drink."

This immediately brightened their mood and soon after they went out of the house to go to the aforementioned pub, while Ichimatsu passed out from excessive blood loss

Ichimatsu:

'I miss Ichinyah!' (Y/n) thought whining, as they had not seen their boyfriend since Monday (provided Monday was yesterday)

(Y/n) was on their usual walk when they looked to the left of their and saw an alley way

Now in the alley way, they saw someone with a bowl haircut and a hoodie on feeding some adorable little stray cats

However, the alley was much too dark to pick up on anything else apart from that

So with those distinctive clues they decided that it must have been their anti-social boyfriend, Ichimatsu

'Ichinyah? Ichinyah!' They thought as they ran up to their "boyfriend", loomed over him, and planted a kiss on his lips

"(Y/n)?"

They heard Ichimatsu's dreary voice from behind them say, causing them to turn around and say happily, "Yes?"

However immediately after that they realized that if Ichimatsu was behind them then who did they just kiss?!

"Karamatsu?" They said looking at the man's face and immediately noticing the shades that only he would wear in a dark alley

"Akatsuka-damnit, Shittymatsu! First you steal cats from me and now this?!"

Ichimatsu shouted more than peeved off, and this was (Y/n) knew they had to say something before this escalated like it usually does

"Wait it was my fault! I accidently kissed Kara-Kun!" (Y/n) said and Ichimatsu's face immediately softened

"Oh… Well, what were you even doing here? I thought you preferred dogs." Ichimatsu asked with a raised eyebrow

"Ichinyah, just cause I prefer dogs doesn't mean that I don't like cats, I mean that's like me saying that just cause I prefer you as my boyfriend means that I don't like your brothers as friends." This caused Ichimatsu to blush as he was happy to know you preferred him over his brothers

Jyushimatsu:

(Y/n) decided to take their dog out for a walk and decided to go to the park, as they hoped they would be able to run (most likely literally) into their happy-go-lucky boyfriend, Jyushimatsu

After taking a walk around the park maybe six times, they decided to go find a bench to sit down, when to their surprise and joy they saw their "boyfriend"

'Huh, weird that he isn't wearing his usual training gear but maybe he decided to go to the park for some other reason.' (Y/n) thought but they was certain it must've been Jyushi as they never knew any of the other brothers to enjoy the park

And so they went to walk over to him but last minute decided that a fun way to say hi to him was to surprise him with a kiss

And so before they sat down next to him they closed their eyes, puckered their lips, and went in for the smooch

"(Y/n)-Chan!!!"

They heard a voice from behind their shout as it came closer and closer, they knew that voice to be Jyushi's, but if that was Jyushi then…

"Huh, Totty? (Y/n)-Chan why did you just kiss Todomatsu? Well… I guess it's okay cause we do look similar from behind! Especially when we're wearing the same colour!"

(Y/n) was really happy that due to the adorable naivety of their boyfriend he just saw it as a mistake which, in fairness, it was

"Ah, Kiiro don't jump on him I thought I told you about this."

Todomatsu:

(Y/n) was currently in a Sanrio shop as they had a love of all things cute just like their devious boyfriend, Todomatsu

That was when they passed by the Hello Kitty section and saw a boy who looked exactly like their boyfriend

And so (Y/n) walked over to him and decided to wait until he turned around to around to surprise him with a kiss

Now, they figured that this wouldn't be a problem as Totty was never the type to mind PDA, in fact he enjoyed it and was happy to have a person as attractive as them show publicly display their love

Well let's just say today was different…

Anyway, as their "boyfriend" turned around they smashed their lips together

"(Y/n)-Chan?"

They heard Totty's catty voice from behind and with hearing that they immediately pulled away from the person they just kissed, and saw it to be Osomatsu

"Oso? I'm sorry about that."

(Y/n) apologized while Osomatsu's face became smug and flirty

"Oh please, if you can do that again it would make my day."

He said causing the youngest to shoot a death glare at the oldest

"Hehe, you're soooo funny Nii-San anyway, what are you even doing here?"

He asked with a scowl and raised eyebrow, well that was before (Y/n) turned to face him and his face immediately went to his usual expression

On the other hand Oso was nervous about explaining the reason why he was their in the first place

"Uh… Well, I guess there's no point hiding it, I'm a huge fan of Hello Kitty."

However instead of the deriving laughter he expected he instead got a smile from (Y/n) and a shrug from Totty

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(Whelp, there you are my first ever scenario thing, I tried to make (Y/n) as gender neutral as I possibly could, and I would again like to thank bunniesugarie for sending the prompt in, but I would also like to thank you for reading it, well until next time feel free to request away, and Imma start working on memes)

#osomatsu x reader #karamatsu x reader #choromatsu x reader #ichimatsu x reader #jyushimatsu x reader #todomatsu x reader #osomatsu san scenarios #osomatsu san head cannons

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brownskinwaifu · 3 years

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hello beautiful , I was just sitting in the hot ass Sun wondering what the whole Toman would be like with bimbo girlfriend so I wondering if write you would like to write something like you don’t have too tho xoxo

Stay beautiful and drink water and don’t stress xoxo

Do you want all the boys in toman cause let give you!!! Plus you're hot you deserve head❤️

Mikey - baby in my opinion he just- he's overprotective and lowkey amazed with how you kinda act oblivious (lol🤪). He really enjoys spending time with you but hey hey sometimes he needs space too and it's a lil hard running awhole gang and you complaining about which juicy couture looks better. Dates around the street food venues are a must, naps at parks but baby your gonna smell like grass so you sit on his lap. Speaking of lap, the meetings. You just love grinding on it don't you little slut? He's suprisingly clingy and sometimes wrinkles your top but he swear he doesn't mean it (maybe cause your nipples were kinda perking out) He wants you to get nipple piercings? And he LOVES it when you wear the colours sapphire blue, ruby red, princess pink or gold you look so out of his league. He gives out wholesome compliments but with roasts at the end lol. Typical. But he makes it up with a kiss to your collarbone. Regardless he'll always be there for you, sneak into your room to cuddle you and your suffocating breeable cunt<3 p.s he keeps your hair ties underneath his pillow as an omen for sweet wet dreams😙

Mitsuya - Oh love he's such a closeted perv. Literally y'all just finished fucking and he wants you to pull his hair and moan in his ear?? Coffee dates and amusement parks. Y'all have so many polaraids/fuji of each other it's insane (him mostly). Not to mention sexy polaroids for his experimental designs lmao perv. He's just so- perfect. Literally cooks for you even if you offer to do it yourself, he hates it. Loves leaving you to babysit his sisters, they already call you their second mom? AWN MY HEART PLEASE. This man is so pussy whipped he'll hear you complain about your Shoujo manga collection not being colour corresponding. Until he's fed up himself and fucks you shut. <3

Draken. This long dick mature motherfucker. He's one to keep. A 4lifer. I dare you to make him jealous I'll beat you myself. But, it's hot though. Look this man will die for you and literally carry you for blocks with a wounded injury okay?! He can handle your cries on perfume scent mismatching your cream scent but jeez it's just PERFUME. He finds so cute though. His sarcasm and sometimes seriousness makes you cackle so hard you gotta hold in yoir breaths. He doesn't get why you have tiktok, just to shake ass and watch memes? Bitch give him an ass show, he'll make you forget about that app. You love hanging with the girls at the brothel tbh they your sisters. Literally nothing to them is taboo, even your sex life with him they give out tips and oh baby do they work. The type to randomly blurt out "you smell fuckable" infront of the gang?&#4) overall a 4lifer. He's a dream I need a daddy like him.

#tokyo revengers smut #mikey x reader #manjiro x reader #mitsuya x reader #draken x reader #manjiro sano smut

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randomrosewrites · 3 years

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The aftermath of the tempest

Pairing: Kaedehara Kazuha x GN reader Summary: Many, many years after Kaedehara Kazuha fled from Inazuma, a lot of things have changed, but his past burdens remain. Or, Kazuha has settled into his new life in Liyue, but still desires his home across the ocean. Words: ~2.7K Tags: Fluff, established relationship, Kaz and reader have a kid, gn pronouns for reader, kaz gets emotional at some point, implied beigguang as well

a/n: What's this? Rose is actually writing??!!

Read it on ao3!

The young girl furrows her brows, front teeth catching her lip as she stares at the board. She's in deep concentration, barely paying any mind to the sweets or the apple cider (poured within a much too expensive cup) beside her.

Her opponent, on the other hand, is the opposite, holding a cup of tea within her palms, white steam drifting from the cup the same colour as her hair. A mystical smile on the woman’s face gives nothing away.

The young girl places a hand on a chip. Then hesitates, thinking a moment more before making a move.

The woman sets her cup down, ruby eyes scanning over the board before she lifts a jewelled hand, moving chips across the board in great succession.

"And with that, I believe I win," Ningguang says. "You did very well this time."

The young girl pouts, trying to hold back the tears in her eyes.

"Oh, don't tear up. It's alright," Ningguang produces a handkerchief and holds it out.

The girl takes it gratefully, hiding her face in the cloth. "Uh- huh."

Ningguang exhales. Children are so delicate, like the petals of glaze lilies. "How about you go to the other room? I'll clean up here."

The girl nods, and slides off her chair. "Can I take my juice?"

"Of course, you may. But remember to hold it carefully."

She nods.Holding the cup carefully with two hands, she slides open the silk screen and enters the next room.

Your head turns at the sound, looking up from your spot by the window: perched upon a lounge chair, feet up. You smile and gesture for the girl to sit beside you. She sets her cup down and crawls next to you, burying her face in your chest.

"How did your game go, Haruko?" You ask, combing her hair free of tangles.

Haruko shakes her head and a sniffle escapes her. "I lost."

You hum sympathetically, “I'm sorry. There's always next time. You and Lady Ningguang were playing for a really long time! Good job."

Harukao's grip loosens a smidge. "Thank you."

The screen door slides open again and Ningguang steps through. The material of her gold dress drags behind her as she walks, the movement smooth as water. She has a familiar treat nestled in the palm of her hands, a famous Liyue sweet candy.

You nudge Harkuo gently. She lifts her head, crimson eyes widening when she sees the candy. She scrambles out of your lap.

Seeing them side by side, Haruko looks more like Ningguang’s daughter than yours. Their eye colour and hair are almost identical. But Ningguang has high cheekbones and a sharp jaw, whereas Haruko has round, filled in cheeks, like her father.

"For you," Ningguang offers it to Haruko. "As thanks for an excellent game of checkers."

Haruko takes the candy with an excited beam on her face. "Thank you, Aunt Ningguang!"

“You are most welcome.”

With the candy, Haruko’s sadness about losing the match is all but forgotten. She rummages through one of the cabinets by the wall, pulling out a colouring book (A collection of cartoon-like Rex Lapis drawings in his dragon form) and the crayons that are specifically kept there.

Many years had passed since the first golden house went crashing into the ocean after the battle with the Ancient God Osial. But the loss only pushed Ningguang to rebuild the new one, bigger, more elegant, and efficient than the last.

Currently, it was parked atop Mount Tianheng, overlooking the harbour. It was fancy, the walls a rich cream and the floors polished dark brown. Some things had to be kid-proofed (especially when Haruko was younger and Beidou insisted on bringing her to visit.) But now, she’s old enough, and familiar enough with the building, that you’re not worried. Not even by the koi pond that circles the living room.

Ningguang plants herself across from you on the couch as Haruko begins to colour in Rex Lapis’ tail. “She’s growing bigger and bigger every day.”

You nod in agreement. “I swear, she’ll be taller than her father soon enough.”

Ningguang laughs. “Sooner or later.”

Haruko’s finished two drawings and is on the third when you look outside the window to the Port of Liyue harbour, glimmering with the midday sun. The familiar outline of the Alcor’s sail and ship dots the horizon. You stand up.

"Are you finished with your juice, Haruko? We're going to get ready soon."

She perks up. "Is dad here?"

You smile at her. "Yes. Almost. You want to be the first to greet him, don't you?"

She nods adamantly, hurrying to put away her things in their proper places.

"There are some ingredients in the kitchen if you'd like to prepare a lunch before you depart," Ningguang suggests.

“Thank you,” you say to her, before turning to your daughter. “What would you like to make?”

She thinks for a moment. “What do you think dad would like?”

“Hm. Anything that isn’t fish,” you make your way to the kitchen, Haruko following closely behind. “After a month at sea, I think he’s sick of fish.”

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Lunch made and packaged, you and Haruko begin the long walk down to the Port. Steps of green plaustrite appear as you walk. They used to frighten Haruko terribly. Now, though, she loves the way they appear under her feet and disappear when she steps off.

“Watch your steps,” you remind her. Though you trust Ningguang’s architects, you want her to be careful.

“Uh-huh,” Haruko says, half-listening. She’s always distractible on these types of days.

Kazuha isn’t a frequent member onboard the Alcor anymore, but occasionally Beidou will plead with him to accompany her. She says his anemo vision makes cutting through enemies so much easier.

Kazuha will go on month-long voyages with the Crux, maybe two months if he feels like it, but refuses anything more. He doesn’t want to spend time away from you or your daughter.

By the time you arrive at the docks, you’re sweating and the Alcor is pulling into the harbour. Haruko hops up on a dock anchor, waving to the ship.

“Hi!”

A deafening honk sounds from the ship, making Haruko laugh. Then again. Then once more. Honk honk honk honk-

Jeez, Ningguang can probably hear the boat from Mount Tianheng.

Haruko stands back just enough so that the sailors can tie the boat off and lower the gangplank, then she’s rushing onboard the ship. A woman hops down from the wheel, holding out her arms as Haruko leaps into them.

“Auntie Beidou!”

“Hiya Haru!” Beidou grins, swinging your daughter around in a bear hug, long brown hair flying everywhere. “How have you been? Jeez, you’re getting tall!”

“Good! Aunt Ningguang said she misses you.”

Beidou’s grin widens. “Has she, now?”

“Beidou,” you greet sweetly. (Walking on board with much more restraint.) “It’s good to see you’re well.”

Her eye softens. Haruko slowly slides out of her arms. “The same to you. I thought you guys were coming to meet us tomorrow?”

Your house, the one you and Kazuha have, is right on the border between Mondstadt and Liyue. It’s far from the port but it’s quiet, nestled by the beaches of Yaoguang Shoal.

“Well, Ningguang offered us to stay last night, so we did. Haruko wanted to see her dad as soon as possible.”

“Ahh, I see. Well, good to see you again.” Beidou turns to Haruko, mischievous smile on her face. “Your dad’s gonna be thrilled, watch this.”

She cups her hands around her mouth and shouts, “Kaz!”

High up on the mast, a tuft of white hair pops out from the crow’s nest. You smile and give a wave. The tuft disappears, and quick as the wind, the man reappears, hastily scaling down the mast.

He jumps the rest of the way and rolls to his feet, brushing white hair from his eyes, and is promptly tackled by Haruko, nearly losing his balance.

“Daddy!” she squeals.

“Haruko,” Kazuha grins, hoisting her up to rest against his side. “It’s been so long. How are you?”

“Good, dad. How was your trip? What did you do? Did you see any scary monsters?”

“Scary monsters, hm, I may have encountered a few.”

“You gotta tell me over lunch – can we eat it in the bird's nest? We made lunch for you!”

“Crow’s nest,” Kazuha corrects gently. “And really? Wow. Did you help make it?”

“Uh-huh! But I’m not telling you what it is; it’s a surprise! You’ll have to open it like a present.”

“That sounds lovely, Haruko. Thank you.”

You walk up to them and press a kiss to Kazuha’s cheek. “Hi, Kaz.”

“Hello, love,” Kazuha purrs, leaning into your touch. “You look stunning.”

Beidou guaffs, Haruko’s nose wrinkles. “Ew.”

(She used to scream at Kazuha to stop whenever he’d recite sappy love poems to you, covering his mouth with both hands so he’d stop talking. It always made you laugh.)

You pull away from Kazuha and save your daughter and Beidou from your ‘gross’ affections. “The journey to Inazuma ok?”

His eyes briefly harden. He smiles tightly. “It was alright.”

There’s a hidden we’ll talk about this later in his voice, unnoticed by Haruko. She wriggles and Kazuha sets her down.

“Can we climb the mast now?”

Kazuha takes her hand, “Ask the captain.”

“Auntie – Captian Beidou, can we climb the mast please?”

Beidou ruffles her head. “Of course you can, kid. Keep an eye out for me on there, yeah?” Then to Kazuha. “I gotta run some errands on land. If I’m not back by the time you’re gone, thanks for everything.”

Kazuha raises a brow. “Might those ‘errands’ have anything to do with that golden brocade you bought?”

Beidou just waves and grins, trotting off the gangplank and jogging towards the Jade Chamber.

---

The crow’s nest is really only meant for one person standing up, much less three adults and one child, but you make it work. Haruko is obviously given the best seat, you’re squashed beside her, and Kazuha balances on the edge of the nest, legs dangling over the air.

“Why can’t I do that?” Haruko asks as you unpack lunch.

“Because it’s dangerous. Your dad’s very experienced and can catch himself if he falls.”

You’ve seen it happen many times before. Kazuha losing his footing or grip, that split second when he fell and your heart stopped. Then the gust of air that followed, propelling himself back up to safety.

“Once you’re bigger, you can do this,” Kazuha says.

Haruko huffs. “You always say that…”

He chuckles and pats her head. “We just want you safe, is all.”

You pass out bowls and chopsticks around. Kazuha helps affix a chopstick holder to Haruko’s (she’s getting better, but it’s still a challenge to her.) Haruko insists Kazuha close his eyes as you pour out lunch.

“Ok, you can open them!” she says once things are all set.

Kazuha opens his eyes. A steaming bowl of Jueyun Guoba rests in his hands. Juicy cuts of ham, crisp Jueyun chilis, and the rich aroma enough to make your mouth water.

“Ta-dah! What do you think?”

“Oh, Haruko, it looks divine. You made this?”

“Yep! Hurry and taste it!”

Kazuha takes a bite, closing his eyes. “Delicious. So tasty. Captain Beidou should hire you as a chef, or better yet, wanmin restaurant should hire you.”

Haruko grins ear to ear, “Hehe, thank you.”

As you all eat, Kazuha tells you all about the adventures from his trips. How he saw the most beautiful of flowers, or how he fought a translucent glowing eel, Captian Beidou cooked it up and ate it, how she was sick for three straight days afterwards.

Haruko listens to him intently, staring at Kazuha with such a light in her eyes that makes your stomach flutter with pride.

You snuggle closer to Haruko, wrapping an arm around her. The three of you like actual crows, tucked high away, safe from the clutches of the outside world.

---

Haruko wears Kazuha out that day.

She seems to want to do everything Kazuha missed for the past month in a single day. You told her she needn’t rush – Kazuha wasn’t going away any time soon - but that didn’t deter her in the slightest.

You soak your feet in the icy ocean and search for seashells in the sand. You catch crystal flies in the old ruins, delighting in the way Haruko’s face lights up when the yellow wings fade, leaving just the core. You scale one of the many stone cliffs just to enjoy the view as Kazuha plays a tune from a passing leaf.

On your way home, you get some mora meat from a vendor and share the remaining candies from Ningguang as the sun dips below the horizon. When Haruko’s eyes begin to droop, Kazuha carries her on his back the rest of the way home.

Kazuha brushes the hair from her face, kissing her forehead delicately. “Good night, my starlight. May your dreams be as sweet as shooting stars.”

“Poetic,” you murmur, barely containing a laugh.

Kazuha’s eyes gleam as the two of you tuck the covers tight around Haruko, kiss her once more for good measure, then gently close the door on her bedroom.

Finally, alone, Kazuha wastes no time in wrapping his arms around your waist, resting his head against your shoulder and sighing.

“Tired, pretty boy?” you ask, a lilt of mirth in your voice.

Kazuha hums in agreement, releasing you to intertwine your fingers. He gazes at you, eyes-half lidded, and presses a smattering of kisses to your hand.

“Shall we go on a walk?”

You glance at Haruko’s bedroom.

“Don’t worry,” Kazuha reassures you. “The wind will watch over her.”

You’re tired, but you’ve also missed Kazuha enough to fight off your slumber. You both wrap up, then make the walk down to the sandy pools of Yougung. The full moon is high in the sky, the breeze cool against your skin.

“Things are still bad over in Inazuma,” Kazuha begins, softly. The wind almost carries his voice away. “It’s gotten better. The vision hunt decree is struck down. Some visions have been returned to the people, but things are still very tense over there…It’s not a place where I want to bring our daughter…”

You squeeze his fingers tightly. It’s felt like ages since you first met Kazuha, when he was just a spry young man onboard the crux. His hair was shorter, he still wore bandages over his arm to hide his injuries from escaping Inazuma.

Now, he lets his hair loose. He wears more Liyue-style clothing. His right hand – the one in your grasp, has healed. Though the physical pain has left, the scars remain.

“I miss my homeland,” Kazuha croaks. “I love what I have with you – I love our home. But a part of me feels forever trapped in Inazuma. Longing for it. I-” He shakes his head, speckles of crystal tears forming in his eyes. Your heart aches at the sight.

“It’s alright, Kazuha,” you wrap your arms around him, rubbing his back. “I can’t begin to understand what that feels like…but I can be here to help you.”

“I just fear-“ he chokes, gripping your shirt. “I fear I’ll never be able to see it again. I’ll never get to bring Haruko to see the cherry blossoms that bloom in spring, or let her feed the cats that roam the islands like wanderers.”

Though you want to, though every part of you wants to assure him he’ll see it, you can’t promise him that. He knows it as well.

You comb your fingers through his hair as his tears stain your shirt. “If that’s the case - If things never get better in our lifetime - then we will make the most of it. Nothing lasts forever. Inazuma will one day change.”

You pull his head from your shoulder to meet his eyes. They’re red and puffy. You rub your thumbs over his cheeks, wiping away tear tracks.

“But no matter what, we’ll see it through together.”

Kazuha covers your hand with his, leaning into your touch. “Thank you, love. I am forever grateful that I get to spend my life with you.”

You rest your forehead against his, pressing forward just enough so your lips touch.

“Forever,” you murmur. “And then beyond where the wind lies.”

#genshin impact #kaedehara kazuha #kazuha x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader #idk how to tag things #genshin impact x reader #kazuha imagines #kazuha scenarios #genshin impact scenarios #my writing

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bruhstories · 3 years

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Flowers and Vinyls

Summary: You and Porco are neighbours. You also despise each other. Pairing: Porco Galliard x Fem!Reader (modern AU) Warnings & Content: language, softdom!Porco, softsub!Reader, thigh riding, unprotected sex, spanking, oral sex (male receiving), alcohol abuse, enemies to lovers Word Count: 2.2 k

A/N: Porco deserves some love, too! I also really wanna give Connie some love, too.

You hated him, you loathed him.

To you, Porco was the most insufferable person to ever walk on this earth, strutting his pushed back hair, with his stupid undercut and his silly little upturned nose. You wanted to gouge his eyes out, but that would only land you some time in jail. He was your next-door neighbour both in terms of accommodation, and in terms of work. You owned a small flower shop at the ground floor of your townhouse, he owned a record store placed strategically wall-to-wall with yours — naturally he lived above it. Marcel, Porco's brother, was seemingly a nicer person, but he wasn't always there when you needed him to shut his little brother's mouth — or music. Not only were you two bickering like petty children, you were also complete opposites — he was edgy and brash, you were dainty and solemn. He always wore dark colours, you were dressed in pastels. And to make matters worse, he was best friends with your best friend!

Pieck was completely oblivious to the fact that you two hated each other, both bitching to her, unaware of the other's complaints. She always told you, separately, that perhaps you just need to get laid with one another and get over it. Impossible, for you despised each other. And when Pieck invited you to a small party at her place, you were not expecting to see Porco there. At first, you wanted to turn around and leave, but your friend talked you into staying, promising that Porco was actually a good guy, and that you didn't know him well enough. Oh, how wrong she was. He was evil incarnate, he vandalised your shop after you called the cops on him. Nonetheless, you stayed at her party, opting to spend some time with Reiner and Colt, avoiding Porco at all costs, because if looks could kill, his would smite you.

What you didn't know was that a conflict was taking place inside his tipsy brain — should he kill you or fuck you? Despite your differences, Porco couldn't deny that you were a very alluring woman, hips swaying every time you walked and an ass that could raise the dead. And he saw Colt glancing at that ass, prompting him to drink some more. On the other side of the room, you told Pieck all about how your date stood you up and you were quite sad, opting to drown the empty feeling in your chest with cheap vodka and tequila, and that combination did a number on you. You weren't shitfaced by any means, just drunk enough to feel the music better, taste the liquor better, smell Porco's perfume better whenever he walked past you. God, he intoxicated you more than the alcohol could, and you were beginning to wonder if Pieck was right — maybe you didn't hate him, maybe you needed to fuck him, relieve the sexual tension. But how? What if he did hate you and you'd only make a fool of yourself? The questions were grinding your gears and no amount of tequila could help you get them out of your system. You settled on ignoring them.

"We're gonna split a cab." Porco explained, a bored, inexpensive look on his face.

"Hey, 'm not poor, aight? I can afford a f-fuckin' taxi." You poked his chest with your index finger while losing your balance and falling into his arms. He quickly released you once you regained control of your legs, his eyes drifting elsewhere, crimson creeping to his cheeks.

"We literally live next to each other, but if you wanna go all by yourself, fine!"

"I haaaaate you, Pokko, d'you know? I especially hate that cute nose! Boop!"

He was so done with your attitude, your gestures, your voice, his brows furrowed and lips pursed. But Pieck really wanted to make sure you got home safe, and Porco didn't want to disappoint his friend by letting you loose in a stranger's car, especially since you were drunk and vulnerable. He was an asshole, but he wasn't that bad. Not that you could realise that, anyway.

"Just get in the car, Y/N." He rolled his eyes and opened the door once the yellow taxi pulled over. You stopped between him and the car, nose and cheeks pink from the alcohol, and leaned closer to his face.

"D'you also know I really, really wanna ride you?" You whispered in his ear before stumbling inside the cab, giggling like a schoolgirl. "Ah! Evening, mister!"

"Jesus Christ..."

The entire way home you drove Porco insane with little touches, whispers, obscene proposals. He could feel his cock twitching in his pants but he didn't want to take advantage of you. Yet the more you looked at him with hunger in your eyes, the more he couldn't think rationally — he, too, was drunk, after all. When you got out of the car you almost fell face first, but luckily, he caught you, your hand accidentally brushing his thigh in the process. God, he hated you.

"Come inside!" You looped an arm around his neck for better balance. "I gotta give you your money b-back."

"It's fine."

"No, no, I insist."

"You're so annoying, you know that?" Porco walked with you, perfectly aware of how much he'd regret this night.

"Close the door behind youuuu!" You kicked your shoes off and grabbed the collar of his leather jacket, practically dragging him through the hallway, into the living room. "Sit!"

He could say no. He could just walk out. But he didn't want to. Not anymore.

You rummaged through a drawer looking for some cash, taking your sweet time to do it. The way you were bent over, the tight skirt revealing just an inch of your red panties, sent Porco down a rabbit hole of dirty thoughts. Every gesture, every word uttered so nonchalantly by you made you both forget the turf war you both started, the atmosphere slowly becoming more intimate and sensual. You swayed your hips from side to side, opening another drawer and digging through the clutter.

"Hey, Pokko? Do you think 'm pretty?"

The question caught him off guard as you turned around, no money in your hands. He raised his gaze from your skirt to your eyes, frantically nodding his head.

"Yeah."

"Then why did I get stood up?" You pouted, walking to the couch. Porco swallowed hard when you took a seat on his thigh, his fingers digging into the sofa. "If 'm pretty, why don't men want me?" Your hands rested on his shoulders as your hips slowly rocked back and forth.

"I- I don't know." He pursed his lips, unaware of what to do. Usually, he wouldn't have any issues with situations like this. But it was different this time because he really wanted to shut your srupid mouth up — or maybe Pieck was right and all he needed to do was fuck you.

"Do you want me?" You asked, head tilted, movement stopping.

"God, yes." Porco grabbed your nape and pulled you into a sloppy kiss, his other hand desperately tugging at your tank top strap. You could feel your panties dampening under his rough touch and hot kiss, your hands removing his jacket as quickly as possible. "I'm gonna fuck you on that table first." He picked you up and slammed your ass on the dining table, earning a moan out of you. "Then we'll take it to the bedroom." Porco removed his shirt while you pulled your underwear down.

"Fuck me wherever you want, just fuck me!" You begged, legs spread and lust in your eyes.

"Shit, I knew you were a little slut under all that soft girl crap." He unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to the ground while he pulled his cock out. You took a good look at it, teeth digging into your lower lip.

"Aren't you gonna finger me first?"

"You didn't do anything to deserve it. But I'm in a good mood." Porco sneered before he spat on your wet cunt. The disgusting gesture made you purr like a kitten, proving him more that you were indeed a filthy whore. He dragged the tip of his cock up and down your slit, slowly pushing it between your folds as you threw your head back in pleasure. "Fuuuck, you're so tight, so wet."

"Oh my God, go deeper! Please!" You pleaded, voice low and seductive.

"Look how good you're taking it." Porco praised you, fingers digging into your skin before he started rocking his hips. It truly felt that your pussy was made just for him, the silken walls clenching around his hard cock making him grunt with every thrust. Your legs wrapped around his waist and you both realised just how much you needed this, the hate you had for each other melting away, replaced by lust and desire.

"So b-big 'nd hard-" You mumbled incoherent words while one hand found your neck, calloused fingertips squeezing the skin.

"You've no idea how much I wanted these hands around your neck." Porco groaned, his thrusts faster and harder. "Who knew I wanted to fuck you, not kill you?" His thumb parted your lips and you hollowed your cheeks around it, sucking on it like a lollipop. "Good girl. Bedroom, now." He pulled out and you almost cried at the empty feeling between your thighs. You took his hand in yours and guided him to the room — just as pastel and cute as your personality. Porco spun you around, giving your ass a firm slap before bending you down. He pressed hot kisses on your hip and lower back and you threw your head back to look at him.

"Stop t-teasing me!"

"Jeez, aren't you greedy? I thought you hated me." He laughed into your skin, the vibrations tickling your flesh. Porco couldn't abstain any longer, one hand grasping your hip, the other pushing his cock back into you. Inch by inch, it disappeared and he let out a satisfied groan.

"I still h-hate you!" Teeth sunk into your lip to stifle a moan.

"Oh, really?" He thrusted so deep that you lost control over your arms, head falling onto the mattress. Another deep thrust and you shot back up with a growl. "Talk shit and I might not let you finish." His threat alerted you and you bucked your hips, walls clenching around his cock.

"It would be a shame if you f-finished first." Your voice was cocky, targeting that huge ego of his. It was effective — Porco's hand travelled between your legs, fingers rubbing your swollen clit and you moaned in extasy, adrenaline rushing through your veins.

"N-not fair!" You squirmed and whimpered, tears of pleasure pooling at your eyes.

"We're not playing fair." He wrapped his other hand around your neck to pull you closer, back hitting his chest. The room smelled of sex and jasmine incense and it drove you mad with lust. "Oh, what's the matter? Are you coming already?" He mocked while fucking your desperate cunt.

"Yes! God, yes!" You cried out, the climax blurring your vision.

Despite your pleas that you couldn't take it anymore, Porco kept thrusting deeper into your numbing pussy, his fingers bruising your skin, his teeth sinking into your shoulder. He was an animal, everything about him was instinctual and filthy and you hatedloved it. Your silken walls clenched around his cock again, and he was impressed that you still had some fight left in you.

"That's right, milk me dry, you dirty whore." His disgusting words reignited the dying fire inside your core and you bucked your hips against his, the friction and pressure making you come undone a second time.

"Fuck!" Was all you could say before collapsing onto the mattress, body limp and exhausted.

"Damn it, Y/N. I said milk me dry." Porco grabbed a fistful of hair and turned you over, yanking your head back to shove his cock down your throat. How on earth did he have so much stamina? You hollowed your cheeks and triedto suck, but it was him actually fucking your pretty mouth. "Are you gonna keep being a little bitch?"

"Nu-uh!" You shook your head, the word muffled by his girth. Your cheeks were burning from the lack of air, your eyes watery and red.

"Good." He groaned, thick, hot strings of his seed shooting down your throat. "Swallow." Porco held your head back as he slowly pulled out, the bitter taste lingering on your tongue.

You laid on the bed and pulled him next to you, unaware of what to do or say. Your body relaxed when he looped an arm around your shoulders, your head resting on his chest.

"Do you still hate me?" He asked.

"It depends. Are you gonna blast music at three in the morning?"

"Yep."

"Well, there's your answer." You laughed and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Listen, I'm not sorry you got stood up tonight. I mean, I am, but I'm not-"

"Porco, stop talking. It was never going to work out with him, anyway."

"Fair enough." He shrugged, lips pursed and eyes narrowed. "What if I take you out?"

"Like a date, or a murder?"

"It depends. Are you gonna call the cops on me again?"

"I'll try not to?"

"A date, then."

#porco galliard #porco x reader #porco galliard x reader #aot #aot x reader #aot smut #attack on titan #porco galliard smut #snk #snk x reader #snk smut #shingeki no kyoujin #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan smut #shingeki no kyoujin smut #porco galliard one shot

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cycat4077 · 3 years

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Proposing Permission

Summary: You and Sonny have been together for a year but your idea of celebrating is slightly different than his. Set during S18 - roughly November 2016. Pairing: Sonny x Reader Warnings: None, except fluff...and maybe suggestive hints here and there ;) Words: 2479 AO3 here

Technically part 13 in the Changes verse, but can act as a stand-alone, too!

“Mom!” you exclaim as soon as you hear her ‘hello?’ on the end of the line. “You'll never guess what just happened! – Wait, how'd you know? – He did? Of course, he did!” you laugh happily, flashing a bright smile up at Sonny who sits beside you on the sofa.

Sonny would give you the abridged version of the events that led up to this moment later, but at the time, things went a little like this:

-x-

“Uh, Carisi? Where are we going? The turn-off for the I-87 South, is that-a-way…” Amanda turns her body towards the traffic junction that passes by. She then whips back around to stare at her partner in the diver’s seat, a disgruntled look on her face.

“I need ta make a detour,” he states, eyes never leaving the highway.

“But we’re on a case!” she protests, growing irritated.

“Yeah, but we did what we came upstate to do. Got some answers, relayed them to Lieu. Technically, we’re off duty right now.” Sonny taps the wheel with his thumbs, trying to avoid his partner's gaze.

But Amanda Rollins is not one to concede so easily. “Tell me where we’re going, Dominick,” she drops her voice to a stern tone, eyes boring into the side of Sonny’s head.

Sonny lets out a nervous breath and says your name. “Remember how her parents live upstate? Well…” he reaches into the breast pocket of his suit jacket, producing a velvet box. Amanda gasps and nabs it from his grasp. She flips the little box open, finding a ring. “I wanna propose,” admits Sonny, “but I wanna ask her folks first.”

Dragging her eyes away from the box, Rollins frowns. “It’s twenty-sixteen, Sonny…you don’t need parental permission anymore.”

“I know, I know,” dismisses Sonny. “But that’s how my pa did it, and, she’s really close with her parents. It seems right to ask ‘em first.”

Amanda smiles in spite of herself. The gesture is very much a ‘Sonny Carisi’ thing to do. So, she cracks a joke instead. “What’re you gonna do? Salute her dad and say: ‘Requesting permission to marry your daughter, sir!’”

“Rawllins,” he groans, trying to act annoyed while keeping his eyes on the road.

“Do what you gotta do, partner,” she winks before turning her attention back to the box. “This ring is gorgeous!”

-x-

The drive was absolutely beautiful. Being October, the further away from concrete Sonny and Amanda drove, the denser the colourful forests became. It was picture perfect and Sonny’s only wish was that you could have been along to see it too.

Pulling up to your childhood home, Sonny leaves Amanda in the passenger’s seat. Afterall, this detour had to be relatively quick to prevent Lieu from breathing down his neck about it.

As Sonny makes his way to the door, his legs are a little wobbly and his pulse is racing. He has met your parents before and they adore him, yet, as he waits for his knock to be answered, his nerves get the better of him. This is a huge step and he hopes that they believe him worthy of it.

Then the door clicks open to reveal your mother. “Sonny!” she exclaims happily, but immediately her face falls. “Is everything okay?” In hindsight, an unannounced, unaccompanied visit does seem a little concerning.

Clueing in, Sonny immediate puts your mother at ease. “Yeah, yeah!” he reassures with a smile. “Work brought me upstate and I, uh, I wanted ta ask y’both somethin’ while I was up here.”

“Of course, of course!” Your mother ushers Sonny into the house before giving him a giant hug. Just as she releases him your father walks into the room, coming over with a large smile and firm handshake.

“Sir,” greets Sonny with a nod.

The three of them then take a seat at the dining room table; your mother unsurprisingly offers Sonny everything in her fridge. Once satisfied that he’s not lying about not being hungry, she continues. “So, son, what’s on your mind?”

The Italian swallows nervously. He looks to his fingers, thrumming them on the table top while his right knee bounces anxiously. Finally, he begins to speak: “Well, as you know, your daughter and I have been together for a while now and, we love each other very much. I love her very much.” A grin begins to break out on your mom’s face, her intuition giving her a good idea of where the conversation is headed. “And I, uh,” continues Sonny, “well, it seemed only right for me ta ask the two of you first. I w-wanna ask her ta marry me.”

Suspicions confirmed, your mother squeals with delight, grabbing onto your father’s arm and giving it a loving squeeze.

“I got a ring already and everything, if ya wanna see it,” Sonny adds quickly as if it will reenforce how committed he is to you. He pulls out the box once more and hands it over to your mom.

“Oh, Sonny,” she sighs looking up to your boyfriend. “She’s going to absolutely love it.”

“So, I, uh, have both your blessings then?” His blue eyes dart nervously back and forth between your parents.

Finally, your dad chimes in. “Of course!” he exclaims happily, his voice choking up ever so slightly. “You’re a good man and I couldn’t imagine my girl with anyone else.”

Sonny’s stomach does a somersault as he is immediately flooded with relief. “Thank ya!” he leaps to his feet. Your parents stand with him, both delivering their future son-in-law a squeezing hug. Parting, Sonny reluctantly explains that he can’t stay and that he must be getting back to the city.

“Alright, hon,” your mother coos. “Let us know what happens. Your secret is safe with us for now, but we’ll be waiting anxiously by the phone for the happy news!”

“Will do,” beams Sonny before he heads back to the squad car. Your parents wave him goodbye until he’s out of sight.

-x-

It’s your anniversary! One complete year of you and Sonny (finally) getting together! But…the universe really didn’t care about that. Nope! Because a faculty meeting was called on the one day where you didn’t have classes to teach. It ran from midday and into the evening and there was no possible way of getting out of it either. You loved your job, you really did, but today was supposed to be for you and Sonny. Nothing fancy, of course, but you had planned a lazy morning, followed up with cooking together and turning it into a romantic evening celebration.

“Uhhggghhh!” you groan, hanging your head and slouching your shoulders.

Sonny places his warm hands on your arms, grinning. “It’s alright, sweetheart.” You can feel those blue eyes shining down on you and, the next thing you know, a finger is gingerly tilting your chin up towards his. “I ain’t mad at all, okay? Shit happens. Jeez, how many times have I hadta cancel a date with you ‘cause I got called in or hadta work late?”

You bunch your mouth at the corner, frustrated. “I know, but it’s our anniversary and I was looking forward to spending all day with you!”

“So was I, but we can still make the most of it.” He kisses you on the nose. “I’ll go ahead ‘n make dinner and then when ya get home we can celebrate.”

“You sure? It was supposed to be a team effort. I can just grab some takeout on the way home –”

“Nonsense,” Sonny grins. “Besides, my cookin’ is way better than any takeout in the city.” His words make you laugh. “There’s that beautiful smile,” he beams, sweeping the hair back from your eyes.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, doll. Now, go on before you’re late ‘n try not ta fall asleep.”

You give Sonny a sweet kiss and make your way to the door. Before exiting, you flash a sultry look over your shoulder at your smiling boyfriend. “I promise I’ll make it up to you later, babe. It’s just a shame you have to wait so long to see what’s underneath this dress.” You slip out the door before you’re able to see the sign of the cross Sonny makes in attempt to absolve himself of his sinful thoughts.

-x-

The journey back home never felt so exhausting. Maybe it was the fact that the meeting seemed to drag on forever, especially when all you could think about was curling up next to Sonny. Your feet ached in your pumps and you cursed your wardrobe choice. Though, you were still new at the college and thus wanted to make a professional impression.

Once you finally reach your floor, a distinct cooking aroma floats down the hallway. Your stomach grumbles, knowing exactly which apartment is the origin and eager to taste what smells so delicious.

Opening your door, you are greeted by your wonderful boyfriend and his smiling eyes. He’s dressed up in a crisp shirt and slacks. “Welcome home, sweetheart and happy anniversary!”

You smile up at him and step into his outstretched arms. His attire seemed a bit formal, but you weren’t complaining. The way button up shirts hugged his arms and torso always made your face flush and heart beat a little faster. Those same arms also fit perfectly around you when he held you close.

As you begin to withdraw from his embrace however, you notice just how much Sonny is perspiring. “Babe, you alright?” Your brow knits with concern. “You’re sweating a bunch…”

Sonny quickly averts his gaze and turns towards the kitchen. “Yeah, yeah. I’m fine,” he gives a dismissive wave. “The oven’s been on all day.”

You know him well enough to tell that something is not quite right and his half-hearted answer gives you reason to follow him and press the issue. But as you round the corner, you’re stopped dead in your tracks by an elaborate display.

Sonny has gone all out. A hearty meal sits steaming on a table set for two, a single rose in a crystal vase resides at the center, and he’s even arranged some of your candles to provide low lighting. The sight of it all leaves you feeling as though your heart will flutter right out of your chest.

"Sonny," you whisper, hand over your heart. "You didn't have to do all this." You then peer up at him with glassy eyes.

"I wanted tonight to be special. Just you ‘n me celebrating a whole magical year of being together.”

Closing the distance, you lean up and place your lips tenderly to his. Sonny bends forward, deepening the kiss. You run a hand tenderly up the front of his shirt feeling the contours of his muscles beneath your fingers. Sonny reaches to cover your hand with his, grasping it carefully and reluctantly pulling it away. Breaking apart, he smiles, "Food's gonna get cold, doll."

The two of you sit down to a quiet, romantic dinner, clinking glasses in a toast to your relationship. But Sonny still has beads of sweat forming along his brow. "Babe, are you sure you're alright?" you point to his forehead. "It's not that hot in here..."

He swallows thickly, looking away. "Yeah...I'm just a little nervous is all." Sonny then focuses on you with big, blue eyes.

Yours narrow in confusion. Nervous? Why would he be nervous? It just us here...

Sonny flashes you shy smile before reaching across the table to take your hand in his. He stares at it in contemplation as he runs his thumb lovingly over your knuckles.

Biting his lip, he shifts those gorgeous eyes back to yours. "We've been through a lot in a year, doll," he begins. "And last summer I never knew how my life would change when you walked through that squad room door. I never knew that I could love someone so completely until I fell in love with you. My whole heart is yours and -"

"Sonny!" you release a sweet laugh. "You don't owe me a speech! I know how much you love me, silly! And I hope you know how much I love you too."

Suddenly, Sonny seems a little terrified. Had he rehearsed this or something?

"Just hear me out, ‘kay?" he implores following a shaky breath.

You smile softly and squeeze his hand signaling for him to continue.

"Believe me, doll, I've never felt more loved by anyone but you. I love waking up with ya in the mornin' and fallin' asleep together at night. My heart skips a beat thinkin' about a future with you. So, I guess that's why I'm sweatin'."

All of a sudden the warmth of Sonny's hand disappears. He shifts to get up from the table, slipping his fingers into his pocket. Then you realize that he's getting down on one knee. Your heart begins to thunder in your chest and a gasp catches in your throat.

Sonny's eyes lock onto yours as he produces a velvet box and opens it. There sits a white gold ring topped by a dainty solitaire diamond. Your eyes immediately rim with tears as you hear Sonny softly speak your name. "Will you marry me?"

A large smile erupts upon your face and you instantly blurt out a "yes!"

Sonny's expression changes to one of pure love. He delicately slips the ring on your finger and quickly rises to capture your lips in a kiss.

You wrap your arms around his neck and he effortlessly scoops you up. "I'm so happy," you speak against his lips, eliciting a tight squeeze from your fiancé.

Fiancé! Sonny Carisi is your fiancé! The man you love with your whole heart. You've always believed that it isn’t the ring on their finger that make two people married – that’s at least how committed you feel towards Sonny – Yet now, you couldn’t be happier to make what you share official.

"I'm so happy too, doll! I love you! I love you! I love you!" Sonny reciprocates in between swift kisses to your cheeks, nose and lips. Then his eyes darken and he bows his head towards your neck, nibbling and suckling at the sensitive skin that resides there.

You sigh, a tingling sensation spreading throughout your body. God, is he good at this! But then, your mind comes back to reality and you gently, albeit reluctantly, push him away. “Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!” you chant, tapping your hands lightly on his chest.

Sonny pulls back but his eyes still hungrily flicker to where his lips were focused mere moments before.

“I have to go call my mom! She’d kill me if she knew I didn’t tell her right away.” You watch as Sonny smirks. “But then I promise we’ll celebrate properly…after all, you still haven’t seen what’s underneath this dress.”

-x-

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kireimarkeu · 4 years

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My Little Pea; j.jh

+repost :)))

just a summary of how it’s like to be dating jaehyun. i got so many inspiration from so many videos/people while making these. HAVE FUN

4k words

+Day 1 [he asks you out]

Jaehyun couldn't stop himself from smiling every few seconds. Every time he remembered what happened an hour ago, his face and ears would flush red and his palms would start to sweat.

Just an hour ago, Jaehyun finally asked you to be his girlfriend, after seeing each other for a few months. The feelings were mutual, and you were glad he finally asked you.

You squeezed your boyfriend's hands, looking up at him, amused, "what are you smiling at, cutie?"

He looked down at you, biting his lips to stop himself from smiling. "Can't believe I can finally call you my girlfriend."

You couldn't help but blush at his sweet words. "I feel the same, boyfriend."

Jaehyun suddenly stopped walking and pulled his hand from yours, covering his face with both hands.

"You can't say that!"

+Day 30 [your 1st month]

"Happy one month, baby!" Jaehyun beamed, holding a vanilla cake in front of him.

You grin happily, looking up at him. "You bought a cake for us?"

Jaehyun nodded sheepishly, "had to treat my girl after not being able to see her for so long."

You stood up and ambled up to him, "thank you for this. You're the best boyfriend ever."

You take the cake from him and placed it on the table before wrapping your arms around his neck, placing a soft kiss on his neck then another his lips.

"Thank you so much, love," you cooed, pressing your lips on his nose.

Jaehyun smiled at you, dimples obvious, "anything for my favourite girl."

+Day 48 [his first I Love You]

"Jae, hurry up!!" you whined at your boyfriend, crossing your arms with a huff.

"I'm coming! I'm coming! Jeez, what's the rush baby?" Jaehyun yelled back, quickly putting on a clean t-shirt before leaving the changing room.

"Gosh, for a guy you take pretty fucking long in there," you raised your eyebrows, grabbing your boyfriend's duffle bag, handing it to him.

Jaehyun grabs your hands in his as the both of you starts walking, "can you tell me why you're rushing me?"

You let out a soft sigh, opening the door for the both of you, "well, it's supposed to be a surprise..."

You looked up at your boyfriend only to see him raise his eyebrows at you, "I reserved a restaurant for the both of us."

Jaehyun's ear immediately turned scarlet. He couldn't believe how cute you were being. His little baby was rushing because she planned a date for the both of you? How adorable.

"You've been super busy with practice, and I know how stressed you get, so I thought I would bring you out," you told him sincerely, squeezing his hand lightly. "Is that okay?" you asked, looking up at him with anticipation evident in your eyes.

Jaehyun burst into a huge smile, "are you kidding me, baby? I love this! Thank you so much, you're an angel!"

Jaehyun immediately wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest as he hugged you tightly. Jaehyun was tall– extremely tall, so whenever you hug him, you always had to tiptoe to match with his height.

"I love you."

You gasped, pulling away from Jaehyun, "what?"

Your boyfriend cleared his throat, looking around shyly, "I said... I love you."

+Day 64 [he leaves for the tour]

"Are you not asleep?" Jaehyun sighed from beside you, turning to look at you.

It was 2 in the morning, the both of you weren’t cuddling like usual, and your eyes were still wide open, staring at the ceiling with tears brimming your eyes every few minutes.

"I can't," you whispered, hands going up to wipe the stray tears away.

"Don't cry, princess," Jaehyun mumbled, stretching his arm to pull you closer to his side, hiding his face in your neck.

It broke Jaehyun's heart to see the love of his life cry because of him. If he could, he would've already called his manager to cancel the tour just for you. If only he could.

"I just..." your voice shaky, "I'll miss you. So much."

"Impossible."

You chuckle, resting your head on his. You raked your fingers through his soft hair. "Can't I send you to the airport tomorrow?"

Earlier today, you've been bugging Jaehyun to let you send him to the airport for the last time, but the whole time Jaehyun wouldn't let you.

"No can do, baby. There would be too many fans, I don't want my little pea to get hurt."

Now, that was a lie. He didn’t mind the fans, but he knew he would burst into tears if you were to follow him to the airport to send him off. And he didn’t want anyone to see him cry, he had to maintain his big boy demeanour.

You pouted. "Well, okay, but you'll have to wake up early tomorrow so I can spend a little more time with you."

"Anything you want, angel," he told you. "But right now, you need some sleep alright?"

"Mhm, goodnight jae-bunny," you giggled at the nickname.

"Goodnight, my little pea."

+Day 128 [you just missed him so much]

"I think I'm gonna' cry," your voice shaky as you told Jaehyun through the phone.

"Baby..." he sighed.

Tears roll down your cheeks as soon as you heard his voice through the speaker. "It's so hard, Jae..."

"I know baby, I know. We just gotta hang in there for a little while, alright?" Jaehyun's voice was so soft and comforting.

You started to sob, all you wanted was for Jaehyun to hold you in his arms, go on fun dates while wearing matching outfits, but Jaehyun had to leave Korea for 3 months without any break in between and it just broke you.

"Don't cry... you know it breaks my heart..." Jaehyun sounded like he was about to cry, from his quivering voice.

"I can't do this," you immediately told him before ending the call and tossing your phone on the bed before covering your face with your pillow while tears continue to leave your eyes.

It took you a good half an hour to let all the tears and feelings out. You grabbed your phone, turning it on only to see multiple messages from your boyfriend.

Boyfriend: baby

Boyfriend: baby?

Boyfriend: are you okay?

Boyfriend: what do you mean you can't do this?

Boyfriend: don't leave me, angel

Boyfriend: I can't live without you

Boyfriend: you probably need some time y/n

Boyfriend: please text me back, princess

Boyfriend: I love you. so much baby. you don't even know

Your lips turned into a small smile at his texts.

You: hi

You: sorry, it was just hard to hear your voice for so long and i couldn't control my emotiona

You: emotions*

Boyfriend: we can do this baby. I know we can ❤

You: jae

Boyfriend: ?

You: you're an idiot for thinking i would ever leave you

+Day 156 [your first I Love You]

Your palms were sweating, your eyes were locked on the watch you were wearing.

Your boyfriend was finally coming back home today and you could never be any more nervous.

With your lips between your teeth, you tip-toed between all the tall fangirls to see if your boyfriend has arrived.

It all felt like a dream when you saw Jaehyun come out of the door. It was all slow motion, the cameras started clicking and the screams of the fangirls were so loud, you could barely hear your thoughts.

With a small smile on your lips, you walked to the van that the boys were supposed to get in. You quickly get in so the fans wouldn't get suspicious.

In about 30 minutes, the doors unlocked and soon, one by one, the boys entered the door.

You could see Haechan was ready to squeal at the sight of you sitting inside, but he gets pretty loud and he didn't want the fans to find out that there was a girl in the car.

Finally, Jaehyun entered the van. When his eyes landed on you, it immediately lit up, pushing the other boys to take a seat next to you. He quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and placed his head on your chest like a baby.

The van finally started moving and he pulled away from your chest, "I didn't know you were coming.."

Your scrunched your nose at how cute he was being, "it was a surprise."

Jaehyun grinned at your words, "I have a surprise for you too."

You looked at him with a gasp, "a surprise? what is it?"

He looked at you sneakily before telling you that he would show you the surprise when the both of you are back at the dorm.

***

"Gimme your bag," you told Jaehyun, reaching out to grab the bag from him.

He shook his head, making a cute sound. "No, it's okay."

"You're tired Jae, I can carry some stuff for you," you said, reaching further to grab the duffle bag from him, but only pushed his shoulder bag so you couldn’t reach for it.

"It's heavy," he protested.

"I'm a big girl," you huffed, crossing your arms.

He let out a sigh and shrugged, "if you say so," he passed you his bag.

You quickly grabbed it and hang it around your shoulder and– oh, it was heavy. You looked up at Jaehyun who was stifling a laugh as he stared at you. You quickly changed the position of his heavy bag and placed it around your chest– you didn't want shoulders that aren't level.

"You good there, babe?" Jaehyun asked you, laughing from next to you.

You nodded with a hum, flashing a fake smile to your boyfriend, "Perfect."

Jaehyun could only shake his head as he grabbed his luggage from the trunk.

You quickly went to Taeyong to grab the keys from him so you could unlock the door. Taeyong sent you a soft smile, mumbling a 'thank you'.

Once everyone has settled in their dorm rooms, you followed Jaehyun from behind. You were excited to know this 'surprise'. What could he have planned while he was away for 3 months?

You tugged on the sleeves of his shirt, "Jae... the surprise," you pouted.

"Ah, yes," he quickly ran to his black coloured luggage, unlocking it, he quickly skimmed through a bunch of unfolded clothes to find the thing he was searching for.

Finally, he pulled out a small teddy bear from the mess. He waddled back to you, with a smile on his face, dimples prominent.

You raised your eyebrows.

"I was in Paris, and I saw this and it looked exactly like you," he told you.

You held the small teddy bear in your hands as you scanned its face. You looked up at your boyfriend, who was staring at you with heart eyes.

"How?"

"Well, this was the only unique bear, which means, you're a gem, y/n," he explained, "also, it's so small, like a pea– like you. A-and look at its eyes! It's so shiny, exactly like yours– when you look at me," he giggled, turning the bear to show you.

Jaehyun frowned at the lack of reaction from you, "do you... like it..?"

"Are you crazy, Jae?!" you yelped– and at that moment, Jaehyun thought he had fucked up, "I love it!"

"Really?”

You nodded, "mhm, it does look like me," you laughed, looking back at the bear.

Jaehyun pressed his lips against yours softly before pulling away, resting his forehead on yours, "I'm sorry– you just looked so adorable. My little pea."

Hungry for another kiss, you pulled him down by his collar and pressed your lips against his again.

"I love you," you mumbled against his lips.

+Day 198 [you visit him at work]

Jaehyun suddenly stood up, his arm that was around you left you, making you feel cold.

You pouted, reaching for his hand, stopping him, "where are you going?"

Your boyfriend chuckled at your pout, "I'm just going to the toilet, baby," he squeezed your hand.

"Okay, come back fast."

He hummed, quickly pressing a kiss to your cheek before leaving you with the rest of the boys.

You pulled out your phone, trying to find something that could entertain you since the boys were busy themselves– all of them were either doing their make-up, making sure their outfits looked good or practising their vocals.

"Hey, hey," Johnny called out, getting the attention of everyone in the room. You pulled your attention from your phone to look at Johnny. "Are you guys hungry?"

A chorus of 'yeah' and 'yes' filled the room.

"Should we play scissors, paper, stone? Loser will buy food for everyone?" Johnny suggested, a smirk plastered on his face as he scanned the reaction of the room.

Everyone shrugged, agreeing with the idea.

You could only chuckle at how cute the boys were. You continued to scroll through Instagram, ignoring their voices.

"Wait–"Taeyong called out, "Jaehyun isn't here, though?"

"Hmmm... how about Y/N? We can use her to replace Jaehyun?" suggested Mark.

Your head shot up at your name, you raised your eyebrows at the boys who were staring at you.

"Will you replace Jaehyun?"

You shrugged with a small smile, "sure."

You threw your phone on the couch and walked up to the boys who were already in a circle.

"Scissors, paper, stone!"

The game repeated multiple times until it was left only you and Johnny.

"Ah, this is getting competitive," you sighed, glaring up at Johnny playfully.

"You'll lose, Y/N," he joked, laughing softly.

"Scissors, paper, stone!"

You held out scissors while Johnny held out rock.

The room was filled with loud waves of laughter from the boys as some pointed at you as if to mock you. You let out a small scream, laughing with the boys.

As if it was perfectly timed, your boyfriend entered the room with a straight face. He raised his eyebrows, all confused as to why everyone was laughing loudly.

"We have a surprise for you," Taeyong told his friend. "You didn't know what we did?"

Jaehyun shook his head, "No,"

"Ah," Taeyong pursed his lips, "Y/N will tell you," he giggled.

Jaehyun turned to look at you with raised eyebrows.

"Your card please," you asked, reaching out both hands, trying to stifle a laugh.

He looked around, still confused until he remembered the boys saying they were really hungry and he finally figured everything out.

He looked at you with betrayal in his eyes, then back at the boys with a fake smile, "have a good meal guys!"

The boys roared another wave of laughter.

He let out a soft sigh, going to his bag to fish out his credit card, giving it to Johnny since he was ordering. He walked back to you and quickly pulled you in his arms.

"I can't believe you would betray me like this," he pouted.

+Day 209 [your first fight]

You angrily stomped in the dorm, slamming the door in Jaehyun's face. Jaehyun then opened the door after you slammed the door loudly, glaring at you, following you to his room.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Jaehyun asks you, shutting the door, turning to look back at you.

"Nothing."

"You can't tell me it's nothing when you're acting like a fucking child, Y/N!" he raised his voice at you.

Recently, Jaehyun had started to get busy again, and apparently, today was the only day he was free after weeks of not seeing each other despite living in the same household.

Both of you had planned to go on a date, to make up for the lost time in the past weeks. It disappointed you when Jaehyun had stood you up, so you went to SM building to find him– just to see what he was up to since he had stood you up.

What shocked you was when you saw Jaehyun sitting with a girl at SMtown Cafe, talking happily and sipping iced tea.

"I don't know Jaehyun, why don't you think?" you snapped, glaring at him.

He let out an annoyed groan, pushing his hair back with his fingers– something he does when he's stressed out.

"Y/N, could you just tell me? Babe, I don't know what I did wrong!" he begged, voice filled with desperation.

"Jae," you breathed, "today was the only day you had a free day, and we both promised to finally go out."

Jaehyun finally remembered about the date that both of you planned weeks prior.

Shit.

Jaehyun closed his eyes, letting out a breath. "Baby..."

You knew what he was going to say and you didn't want to hear it. You felt like the relationship was going south and you didn't know what to do because you don't want to leave him.

"No– Jae, I– I don't wanna hear... your apology– or an excuse, just... just leave, Jaehyun."

"Y/N, I'm sorry, my schedule was just so hectic, and–and, I just forgot about our date–" he looked up at you with pleading eyes, "please forgive me, babe, hm?"

He ambled closer to you, reaching out to hold your hand in his, but you roughly pushed his hand away.

You shook your head in annoyance, "Just leave, Jaehyun!"

Jaehyun pushed his hair back as he glared at you, "why are you being so difficult right now?”

You gasped at his words, "I'm being difficult?"

He nodded, "Yeah, I said what I said, Y/N. You're being fucking dramatic."

"Dramatic?" you repeated. "Jae, I haven't seen you for fucking weeks! And then when I try to find you, you were with some other girl! What the fuck, Jae?"

Jaehyun rolled his eyes at your words, "right, I'm sorry for having a hectic schedule then."

You shook your head, getting tired of the argument, "I'm tired of this, Jaehyun, just leave me alone, alright?"

"Fine."

+Day 210 [he apologizes]

남친 = boyfriend

남친: baby

남친: i'm sorry about yesterday

남친: after leaving your place i couldn't stop thinking about it

님친: i love you

님친: i promise i wont forget about our dates next time

Both of you had playful fights before, but it had never gotten serious like this before. And honestly, it scared you– a lot. You didn't want to lose him, not like this.

You: i'm sorry too

You: for overreacting

It only took Jaehyun a second to reply to you.

남친: no baby, don't apologize

남친: it was my fault.

남친: i'll come over okay?

A smile spread across your lips before typing a reply to Jaehyun.

+Day 365 [your first year together]

"I can't believe you begged your manager just to go to Hawaii," you huffed while pulling your suitcase into the pretty room.

Your eyes scanned the room– it was beautiful. It had the prettiest view of the sea, the room was huge, a bed in the middle and tv right before the bed.

"Yeah," he scoffed, "with you. You wouldn't think I wouldn't spend time with you on our anniversary right?"

You turned to glare at him, "It's sweet of you, babe. But if you keep skipping your schedules, your manager is going to hate me!" you whined, frowning at your boyfriend.

Jaehyun couldn't resist your cuteness and walked up to you, pulling you to his chest. "So? At least I get to spend time with the girl I love the most."

You pulled away from his chest and scrunched your nose at his words, "You're cheesy."

"Oh, you love it."

Well, he wasn't wrong.

You pulled away from your boyfriend and sat on the soft mattress, "well, what do you want to do first?" you asked Jaehyun, turning to look at him.

"Well, I'm pretty hungry?" he said, rubbing his stomach.

"Okay, where do you wanna eat?" You asked him, already looking through your luggage to find an outfit to wear.

"Well..." he started, you looked up at him suspiciously, "I was thinking we could just order some food?"

You let out an annoyed grunt, "but Jae, we're all the way here!"

"I know, I know! But I wanna spend some time alone with my little pea..." he said softly with a sullen look.

You stared at him with a straight face.

"Please...?"

He walked up to you, pressing his lips against yours quickly.

"My little pea? Please?"

This time he sent you puppy dog eyes and kissed your lips once more, and you had to fight back a smile.

"Baby? Come on..."

"Argh, fine!"

+Day 371 [he sings for you]

"Can't sleep?" Jaehyun whispered from beside you.

You turned to look at him, a sad smile plastered on your face.

Turning back to stare at the wall, you opened your mouth, "nope."

"Why not?"

You took a while to reply him, "this past week... has been the most beautiful and awesome time of my life and I'll cherish this moment forever," you explained. "I just can't believe we're going back tomorrow."

A grin spread across Jaehyun's lips. He was so happy when he heard you say that. It took him months to plan this trip for both of you.

Your boyfriend reached for your hand to lace it with his, his thumb rubbing the ring on your finger.

The ring. Yesterday, he gave you a promise ring. He explained that the ring was more than just a mere promise that he would marry you one day. It was also a promise that whatever happens, he'll always be there for you. A ring that held a lot of meaning.

"Want me to sing you to bed, babe?"

"Mhm."

You move closer towards Jaehyun and laid your head on his chest as he wrapped you in his arms.

His beautiful voice started to fill the room, whispering beautifully in your ear.

"I love you, Jung Jaehyun."

"And I love you, my little pea."

+Day 382 [abs????!!!!!]

You couldn't believe this. You couldn't believe your eyes.

Jung Jaehyun– your boyfriend– was too shy to show his body to you, but he could show his motherfucking abs to the camera?

"JUNG JAEHYUN!" you screamed out angrily.

After hearing your scream, Jaehyun immediately ran to your room, only to see you seated down on your shared bed with your phone in your hands.

"Yes, baby?" he asked, going up to you.

You looked up at him with a scowl, "don't 'hey baby' me!"

He stared at you with puppy eyes, "what did I do?"

With a scoff, you lifted your phone to show Jaehyun a picture of him lifting his shirt and caressing his abs after. His ears turned beet red as he looked back to your dark eyes.

You placed your phone next to you and folded your arms with a frown. "You don't even let me see your abs yet you can show your fans your body?"

Jaehyun let out a forced laughter, "do you... wanna touch it?"

A grin spread across your lips as you nodded at your boyfriend’s words. Honestly, you were just joking, you didn’t want to make your boyfriend uncomfortable with his body.

What shocked you was when Jaehyun didn’t hesitate to lift up the t-shirt he was wearing. Your eyes were about to leave your eyes as you reached out to stop him, he looked up at you with confusion.

“Baby, I was just joking,” you told him, “I would never make you do something you don’t feel comfortable with.”

But he shook his head, “I’m really okay with it. You’re my girlfriend.”

You squint your eyes at him, he laughed, “really.”

A smirk appeared on your face as you pulled your hands from Jaehyun.

“Go on.”

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invisibleraven · 2 years

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56 + 93 for Willex for the AU mashup?

"Y'all need a stylist," Flynn declared at their latest band strategy meeting. "You have events coming up, and with your album doing so well, there's bound to be more."

"What's wrong with what we're wearing?" Luke asked, affronted. Flynn just motioned to the entire side of his torso visible through his cut off, the multiple rips in Reggie's jeans, and Alex's, well Alex's everything.

"Hey!" the drummer exclaimed. "What about Julie?"

"Julie's perfect," chorused Luke and Reggie, causing her to blush, but then shrug. Even Alex would silently admit, Julie had the most style out of the four of them, and it was only because of her and Flynn that they hadn't played their Orpheum gig in their usual get up.

"Well why can't you do it Flynnie?" Reggie asked, breaking out the puppy eyes.

"I am slightly busy," she said, counting off on her fingers, "managing this band, my wife's band, and oh yeah, growing a whole entire human being!" Flynn gestured to her stomach, which was only slightly distended, but pregnancy had been rough on her, and it didn't help that Carrie was right in the middle of recording, so she wasn't around as much as she liked.

"What, you want us dressed like that guy?" Alex gestured to the skateboarder resting a few tables over. He was in a tye dye crop top, obnoxiously patterned board shorts, and socks covered in cherries.

"You couldn't pull it off," the guy said, smirking at Alex. "Plus you literally have your socks pulled up over your pants, I don't think you have any place to talk."

"I-I didn't..." Alex stammered.

The guy rolled his eyes. "Uh huh, sure you didn't." He then leaned in and pressed a kiss to Flynn's cheek. "Nice to see you again gorgeous."

Flynn beamed, and then turned to the band. "Guys, I'd like you to meet Willie Shotton, your new stylist."

Alex groaned and face palmed. "Fuck my entire life."

Willie, for his... own interesting fashion choices, actually did do right by the band. He found pieces that were sleek and professional, but still suited their individual tastes. He had a knack for finding treasure in consignment shops and thrift stores, vintage suits that Reggie loved, some subtle leather pieces that he tailored without sleeves for Luke, he even found Julie a dress that almost made her swoon.

Alex was nervous, he had barely spoken to Willie since he put his foot in his mouth, and he wondered if he'd end up in some neon lime green monstrosity as a payback.

"You should let your hair grow out, just a little," Willie commented as he browsed through racks of clothing, Alex by his side. "I think you'd look nice with longer hair. I mean, you pull off the 90's look fine, but maybe you need an update? Bring it into this century?"

"Next you'll be telling me to give up the fanny pack," Alex muttered.

"Nah, fanny packs are in right now. I am curious as to what's in there though."

"My inhaler and Epi Pen. Plus Ativan, a mini first aid kit, snacks for Reggie, guitar picks for Luke, and hair ties for Julie," Alex replied.

"Jeez, you're a mom friend, no wonder you have no style," Willie said with a smirk. Alex mad an affronted noise, but Willie just shoved a suit at him. "Here, try this on."

"It's yellow."

Willie nodded. "Good, you know your colours. Look, I know pink is like your signature, but it's okay to explore outside of one chunk of the colour wheel. Plus it'll highlight how hard you've been hitting the gym, the fangirls will love it." Willie shoved him towards the dressing room after that.

"You know I'm gay right?" Alex called as he struggled out of his clothes and into the suit.

"So am I, but your demographic is still mainly female, so we gotta give them some unattainable eye candy."

"I mean the other three are all together, so they're not any more attainable than I am," Alex commented.

Willie's eyebrows rose at that. "Huh, never would have pegged that. Guess I can see why you'd keep it quiet."

"They're gonna tell people after the wedding." Alex then exited the dressing room, giving a little twirl, and smiling nervously at Willie. "So, how do I look?"

Given Willie's almost slack jawed expression, Alex figured he looked good, and preened a little.

By the time the events started rolling in, Alex made a few jokes about wearing his fanny pack, but his boyfriend just rolled his eyes at him, and claimed he had a much better accessory right there before twining their fingers together. Alex had to agree, what went better with his outfit than the guy who picked it out for him?

#filled prompts #ficlet #willex #julie and the phantoms

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welcome to the day a duck ruins your perception of items in genshin impact. i uh. made some items in genshin impact as yandere boys and what they're like sort of?? you could try and burn your eyes now. ;) adepti seekers stove- he's going to be a tsundere no buts or uhts. he's the type of yandere that's trying to be protective and failing miserably everytime. so being impatient and angsty. so, he resorts in kidnapping you instead. but hey look on the bright side! even when you're kidnapped you can have delicious meals and snacks! secretly likes to cook for you a lot, but he won't admit it even in death. just don't question why there's a lingering scent of sleeping potions in your meal and you'll be good as jolly jee! probably wants you to help him in the kitchen, since he once heard that couples do that. would probably give you self esteem issues down the line. "didn't i tell you to not get hurt? are you that much of an idiot?? here. have this it'll lessen the pain just a bit so we can walk back home. just drink it already." windsong lyre- smug bastard, smug shit. he's probably a player or just overly dramatic with everything. maybe he's righteous or something.. likes to show off his music skills a lot. he sucks at it tho. gaslights you probably in public places to add more pressure, because people are staring like you're having a performance or something. calls you love even if he's pissed at you for not listening to him, or accusing him of being toxic or suspecting him of being your stalker that always watches you from your window at 2am! would make you paranoid a lot. loves kissing your cheek and tickling you. he's a closeted pervert. you're gonna have to move in an isolated place too, he will spread rumours of you being his lover. "love, I'm sure that you're just overreacting. plus even if i was the stalker that you're talking about I wouldn't be oh so casually talking to you in public when I could've been hiding! jeez it's like your going crazy." wind-blessed harpastrum- such sweety! just so wholesome bakes you a pie in tuesday sweet. seems patient too but beware he will break your legs when you get a little bit too bratty for his tastes. touch starved too and it shows, that's why he loves to cuddle you lots! really obsessed with what you think of him. if you say you hate him he'll tear up and try to convince you that he's good, but if you pretend that you like him he'll shower you with uncomfortable affection and confessions. really great at making bombs and torture weapons too. probably sewed in a bomb inside your body threatened that he will kill you with it if you leave. bad at darts and archery. if you say that to him he'll laugh and take out his diploma saying that he's too smart for those childish games. he's impulsive in decision making. "haha. you know. you almost escaped from me back there. but hey! now you won't do anything stupid like that ever again if you can't walk." windblume balloon: listen man. im going to be killed but he's an airhead, pun intended right there. probably lowkey manipulative and doesn't even know it yet or chooses to ignore it. protective of you a lot. really delusional to the point that he rationalizes your escape as someone kidnapping you. so say goodbye to whoever poor stranger who was trying to help you escape they'll be greeted by an arrow through their head once he finds you. has a habit of holding your hand because he's afraid you might disappear from his line of sight and leave him all alone. if you let go tho he'll gorilla grip your hand, might crush it too. just very overprotective. he also doesn't know that he's an airhead. yeah."hm? why do i like holding you hand..? i just like it.. your hand makes me feel... uh. safe..? is that the word for it? ah. it was the word loved." wind catcher- he's a full on sadist. throw all of your escape plans out the window, this guy will climb a mountain and ride any wind current available to catch and torture you. persistently trying to make you like him atleast a bit. yeah, he's that kind of delusional. would teasingly push you

of a cliff as a 'light' punishment. dark humour and likes to joke about killing you from time to time. note: he can kill you. and he would also do it by ripping you in half with the wind current so just stay in his house and be a good lover that'll shower him in kisses, okay? okay. he mostly sees you as a tool of interest, but not just any tool- you're his favourite tool. "pfft! hey stop crying now! you're making me feel bad! hm? oh? why am i doing this? well i mean maybe I'm angry that someone was trying to escape. again." warming bottle- he will absolutely leave you in the cold if you were being a brat towards him. lives in dragonspine to spite you, also because he can just turn take away your blankets and anything that can give warmth so you gotta ask him to cuddle you to survive. he usually does this when he's feeling a little petty. which is so frequent. that you can almost give it a schedule. but don't tell him that. kind of a tsundere but only when it comes to physical affection since he's shy. that's why he has to take away your blankets so it looks like he's just mocking you but not because he's touch starved. he's not at home that much too but don't worry, he will make it up to you by uh.. physical activities.. "what? you're freezing? no shit we're in dragonspine. oh? you want me to hug you..? hm. fine. I'll indulge you for a bit. I am quite merciful." parametric transformer- businessman that scams you a lot lol. he's going to be a masochist because i said so, yeah i know the electric stone thing gag that's why i made him a masochist. really likes to collect useless stuff and spoiling you, so expect your room to be filled with a lot of random things from jewelry to mushrooms and crabs. has a you should be grateful i even give stuff mindset. thinks that giving someone something of vaue would make them fall in love with him instantly. also probably loves it when you fight back especially when you successfully land a hit on him, he will enjoy it. but be careful he has different responses whenever you hit him. pick your poison. spends a ton of resources on everything to keep you in line. that rope costed him 700 pinecones. "why do you even wanna escape? i give you a ton of stuff so you won't get bored! hah. maybe if i had picked up someone else they would've been grateful." portable waypoint- throw out your escape plans the season sequel. he's very quiet but has a small temper that won't last that much. maybe he's like that since he tries so hard to repress it. listen he's trying okay? escape always fails so quickly. one minute you're in springvale shouting, crying, begging for anyone to help you and then back to his house to see him sipping some tea. his punishments are cruel too- he makes sure to leave you in a den of monsters and ruin guards, waits until your in the brink of death and teleports you back to him. has a superiority complex over everyone too. probably likes to make you feel weak when you have to rely on him. loves to crush your self esteem. wants to be affectionate but thinks that you, as an inferior being, should be affectionate with him instead. so tsun. "see? this is what i was trying to tell you. you're too weak to actually survive out there. you even had to rely on me to save you. pathetic." memento lens- mysterious and elegant. he's quite cryptic to say the least. likes to watch you from a far if he's feeling a bit angsty. you try to make sense of what he says and it just leads to you being confused even more. and he likes that about you. you actually try to understand him, even if what you guess is wrong. you're going to have a tough time with this guy if you wanna escape. just avoid any fox statues and you'll be good. the problem is the shrine maidens. they basically want the two of you to end up together so they don't have to deal with him. he's actually very gentle with you punishments still suck but atleast he doesn't do it physically, he just makes you write that you're sorry over and over until your wrist are tired. loves poetry and solving puzzles, riddles, scriptures. he's

smart but soft. "spring blossoms even in the darkest depths of uncertainty, is that why you have the courage to try and escape me..?" kamera- perfectionist stalker. wants to make sure that the photos he takes of you are perfect to every extent. colour, lighting, and expressions. even if it means going inside your room and having the possibility of waking you up from your sleep. likes to take pictures of everything too. kind of like this; both of you are walking somewhere and he stops to take a picture of a sunset. he takes twenty minutes trying to find the correct angle. but the sun is already gone so he sulks. maybe- you can cheer him up by volunteering to be his model? you'll do that? right? also worships you like a god so if someone dared to even say something breath near you or celestia forbid insult you, best to say they'll be quickly disposed of by blackmail and fake shit. would not steal any of your belongings, he would just take pictures of it. so he's not that bad. "i consider everything in this world is beautiful, but you have surpassed that. so that is why im keeping you here. no one deserves even a glimpse of you!" waverider toolbox- he's such a gentlemen and a sweetheart. always there to help you with repairs, sometimes he'd add some updates to it too. just ignore the stuff going missing inside your boat thing. he probably guilt-gaslight you into staying with him in his waverider then bam your in an island stranded. ahaha, now both of you just have to survive by working together ya know? like a loving couple likes hugs and physical affection a lot! bonus points if it's given when he's tired from doing his job. as i said tired guy so appreciates all the things you do for him whether it's paying for his meal or giving him a gift. next time, he'll make sure that you won't leave the island permanently. thinks that stranded island equals date smh. " ahh? oh! is this for me? really? thank you.. i don't usually receive gifts but that just makes this even more special! say, do you wanna go on a trip? i just fixed the waverider from last time." red feather fan- mischievous little shit. likes to scare you a lot by appearing on trees and just jumping on you. knows that you're trying to escape but pretends not to since he likes to try and guess which direction you would run to. hugs you a lot even before he kidnaps you really touchy even if you say no he'll use the good ol puppy eyes! doesn't work? okay he'll just smell your clothes when you're sleeping as compensation. he likes to flirt with you a lot. some pickup are cheesy.. but others are a little- personal? acts cool by making a dramatic entrance everytime even. you know those radical superhero landing stuff? that's him. he would build a nest as your house even being a dick and placing it on top of a mountain, goodluck on trying to get down. "caught you! going to the shore was so predictable by the way. maybe you should try a different place next time, dear? hm? maybe a restaurant so we can have date? sounds great right?" serenitea pot- unhinged malewife that wants to make a the perfect living space for you- ehem. probably a perfectionist if you squint hard enough. he's delusional but just a little lucid about the stuff he does to you. likes to make a ton of furniture too! personalized the room you're trapped in with a ton of valuable and expensive materials. just don't try to escape he'll cut your limbs off just like a damn tree shawtie. owns a shit ton of pets ranging from boars to cats. all of them are like bodyguards to you during your stay. dreams about having a peaceful life with you in the realm someday, sigh. he sometimes has burnouts where he just places a bunch of furniture on a single room and call it a day. "and here is your room! do.. do you like it? i made it just for you! i didn't know what wood you would prefer so i just settled on whatever i can find! ahaha. we're kind of like a married couple living together now... right?" nre menu- he's probably going to be from the adventurers guild. really awkward and shy. takes for him a long time to

open up to you. when going on quests he's the one in charge of carrying the food and healing shit you need. really patient and nice! slightly uh mean with other people trying to talk to you but other than that everything is normal. everything is normal the long loving gaze he gives you every now and then and some food being left on your doorstep. yeah let's not question it i mean he's just so shy! he would never do anything wrong? right?? he's a closeted pervert, cliche i know but he's a pervert with a line to not cross. he just checks you out. good for him. would cry if given any ounce of affection. sweet baby. "t-that was a tough commission.. oh u-uh.. do you need some food to replenish your energy? we need to do the other commissions you know.. hm? why aren't you eating it.. something wrong with the food..?" seelies- spoiled. that's the word to describe him. really straight forward with his courting kind of dumb? but he's so damn lucky for some unknown reason that your plans to avoid him always fail. yeah the high quality rope you just bought for 1000 mora? it broke and you fell into his arms. he's probably rich by sheer dumb luck too. finds a ton treasure chests even in the places you didn't expect. people pressure you into spending time with him. since he's just so cute! how could say no to such a face? it really feels like the gods are on his side ya know? he throws a lot of very very aggressive tantrums if you're not with him. thinks he's doing a good job at courting you, with rationalize rejection as a playing hard to get. "tada! look i got you this crystal i found while i was walking! it looks like a diamond and it has a ton of colours too?? is it valuable?? would you kiss me if i give it to you??" endora- majestic, regal, and likes to explore a lot. he uh. probably trapped you in a bubble once or twice too. really curious about his surroundings, also has no personal space since it's first time going out. he would cuddle you when he feels like it homie. kidnapped you and made you his tour guide. don't try to fool him he learns quickly about stuff. fast swimmer, so no joining any expeditions in water if you don't want their ship to be wrecked by a mysterious being of the teyvat seas. he likes to see you cry. it's not a kink he just feels connected to you when you cry. doesn't have a house so you just live in a run down boat. he's doesn't know when you're lying to him sometimes. god complex bastard. "this world. at first i wasn't sure if i was going to like it or not, but ever since I've met you... I've grown to tolerate some parts.. so you should be thankful, you've convinced me. mortal." intertwined fate/older twin- listen. he's just so smug about everything he does. and he knows you love him. probably invites you out on dinner only for him to not show up. so basically he's an asshole without a doubt. toxic boyfriend that gives you false hope and has a ton of admirers. you probably think he won't settle for you right? ah, he's not that cruel. so picks you as his lover out of all the billions of people. you should be grateful! he even kidnapped you! do you know how hard it was for him to go all the way from his home to yours? anyways yeah. asshole. he likes to do the open the door for darling trick where he just gives you a small crack on the door and watch you make a decision. it's an act of your loyalty. if you escape he'll make you feel pain. if you don't then he'll reward your patience. god complex bastard 2."sigh. did you try to escape? again? patience is the key to everything you know. maybe you should learn that. i expected more smart from you." acquaint fate/younger twin- cinnamonroll he's such a sweet guy. he's always there for you when you need him. okay- he has a nice guy complex, fucking damn it. probably uses the but I've been there for you since the start trick unintentionally a lot. he just doesn't know he wants some action, so be thankful that he didn't just jump on you like a barbarian. he's kind of contradicting himself too. one hand he wants you to love him, on the other hand he doesn't

believe he deserves you. loves to give you the same things, remember that one painting you liked from two years ago? he got you that. quantity beats quality. surprisingly, he's really patient but would have bursts of anger every now and then. has a self value issues?? yeah, but did i tell you he's a touch starved guy. punshments are just him softly lecturing you about what's good and what's wrong."i always viewed myself as inferior, that i didn't deserve anything.. but this time. i want to be greedy just once." that's it- :'D i haven't proofread this but here you go mer! ill probably continue with more humanisations of items in genshin later.. if you ask why i ruined your day with this crazy idea i was watching that one video of a person humanising social media and got this idea. also i discovered how to bold out texts... i have power..ejwjdhshaj

so yeah have a great day! -🦆anon

I AM IN AWE?!?! WHOA OMG!!!!! 🦆, THIS IS FANTASTIC!! AAAAAA (≧∀≦)

All of the various characterizations… *chef’s kiss* It’s literally so good! With each one I read I kept thinking okay this guy is my favorite and then I would read the next description and my heart was stolen again. I can’t pick a favorite now. T_T

#chit chat #yandere #🦆 anon #meraki faves #YOU HOLD SO MUCH POWER #AND YOUR BRAIN IS IMMENSELY GALAXY #BECAUSE WOW OMG I AM IN LOVE WITH THE CHARACTERIZATIONS

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