#i'm a new person my cold black heart is melted

[daisyblog]

Teddy

Our Story Masterlist Summary: Harry surprises YN with a new little addition to their family. Warning: swearing

Harry was hoping he could have surprised YN for Christmas, but with everything going on and travelling between London, Cheshire and Doncaster, it just wasn't possible. So on a cold wintery morning in late January, Harry travels across London with Jeff to pick up the new little addition. After chatting with the seller, who Harry had met before with his mother, and her explaining a few things to them about the pup that had grown since the last time Harry had seen him, they were on their way back to Harry and YN's home in London to surprise her.

The little black pup, who was sleeping soundly, was laying in Harry's arms as Jeff drove. Harry tickled the pup's little head as he smiled down at him.

"She's going to freak out isn't she?" Jeff asked, as he glanced over at his friend.

Harry let out a chuckle "Yeh..she's been talking about getting a dog for ages but it just never seemed like the right time..but I think she could do with a little friend"

"You really are a soppy fucker aren't you?" Jeff teased.

"You call it soppy I call it romantic Jeffrey" Harry argued with a proud grin on his lips.

"So I'm guessing this little guy is gonna join us for the tour then" Jeff assumed, as he pulled into the driveway.

"Opening act I heard" Harry joked.

As Harry and Jeff had planned, Harry walked through the door first and his manager followed him with the pup in his arms. YN was sat on the stool at their kitchen counter, working on some the designs for the new business project, and another way of keeping her mind busy.

"Babe?" Harry shouted into the house as he entered, to hear YN shout back 'kitchen'. Walking towards the kitchen, Harry couldn't keep the little smirk off his face.

"Hey..how was the meeting?" YN asked, after Harry greeted her with a peck to the lips. "Hi Jeff" she greeted, before continuing to work the pencil against the paper, until she took another glance at him "Is that a fookin' puppy?" her grin shining through.

Jeff looked down at the pug "Uh no...I think it's a giraffe" he sarcastically replied, making Harry chuckle "Of course it's a puppy you fucking melon". YN and Jeff had a very unique friendship, it was very rare you would see them both having a serious conversation, it was constant witty remarks, jokes and sarcastic comments. And of course, YN was known for her bold personality and not shying away from saying exactly what she thought.

"Oi..who you calling a melon..cheeky fucker" YN playfully scolded whilst giving the pup a stroke on his head "I can get you fired yah know" Harry watched the scnce in front of him, almost like a game of tennis, just waiting to see which one would back down first.

"I'm sure you can darling..but who's going to look after your dog on tour?" YN's eyes widened, mouth opening and closing.

"Fook off!" YN eye's darted to Harry "You're lying"

"All ours baby" Harry smiled, watching Jeff pass the little pug over so YN could hold him. The whole thing made his heart melt, the way YN cradled him in her arms and tickled his little nose.

"I can't believe it" YN smiled and walked over to where Harry stood, placing her hand behind his neck to pull him to her lips. As their lips moved together, she muttered a thank you baby.

Jeff interrupted the couple, continuing to tease the Yorkshire girl "On that note..I'm gonna go before I see any tongue movement" to which YN stuck up her finger to him. Like brother, like sister - Harry thought as he pulled YN into his arms to hold her from behind.

"Bye Jeff" Harry shook his head at his girl and friend.

"Bye lovebirds"

Once Jeff had left, Harry turned so he could see the puppy still in YN's arms. "So you're happy then?"

"More than 'appy" YN smiled up at him "You're the best..you know that?"

"Oh stop..you're feeding my ego" he joked.

"What shall we name him?"

"Uh..that's up to you..name him whatever you want love"

YN looked down at the sleeping pup, names running through her mind, until she spoke "Teddy"

"Teddy..I love it" Harry complimented "Welcome home little Ted"

YN couldn't wait to FaceTime both their families to show them little Teddy. So after popping out to the shops to pick up everything the little pup needed, bed, blankets, food and of course, YN couldn't resist the sage green colour and lead.

The couple were sat on the sofa, Teddy cuddled on YN's lap, and YN's phone leaning against the ornament on the coffee table in front of them as they waited for Louis to answer. After a few rings..

"'ello Tiny..you alright?" Louis greeted "Whot the fook is that on your lap?"

"Meet Teddy" YN smiled as she lifted him so Louis could see him better.

"He's yours?"

"Yeh..Harry went to pick him today and surprised me with him"

"Fookin' 'ell Styles...you really do set the bar high don't you for every other boyfriend in the world" Louis teased.

Harry grinned as he shrugged his shoulders "Anything to see her smile"

"Well I'll pop over tomorrow to see him"

Next, they called Gemma, who picked up immediately when she saw her future sister-in-law's name.

"Hi loves" Gemma's grin was seen on the screen.

"We want you to meet someone" Harry spoke.

YN lifted Teddy up, and a big 'awwww' was heard through the speaker.

"Meet Teddy" YN told Gemma.

"I want him" Gemma confessed and she brought herself closer to the screen "I guess this is as close as I'm going to be to being an Auntie for a while?"

"Yeh..sorry Gem..I've got a clothing line to sort" YN laughed.

"When can I see my little nephew then?"

"Gem you literally live twenty minutes away" Harry stated with a chuckle and running his fingers through his hair.

"True...you need to show Mum"

"Mum already knew..she helped me buy him" Harry admitted "You know how much she loves animals..I thought at first she wasn't going to let me keep him when we went to see them"

YN's heart melted at the thought of Harry and Anne going to choose their puppy. They really had the best relationship, one that reminded her of Louis and their Mum, one she hoped for if she were to have children one day.

And last they called the Tomlinson sisters, a very chaotic call compared to the others. The four girls argued about who was going to hold the phone and then they bickered about who was going to hold Teddy first. It was safe to say Teddy was very much loved!

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yntomlinson Welcome to the family Teddy💙 View all 19,316 comments

1dfan9 OMG TEDDY! 😍

YNfan He's so cute! Love his name xx

harryfan3 YN we need photos of Harry and Teddy plssssss

annetwist Precious little baby 😍💙

gemmastyles I'm officially a dog-Auntie 😎

jefezoff Should have named him Melon! ⌙ yntomlinson Leave my baby alone Jeffrey 

mitchrowland Bring the little dude to the studio ⌙ yntomlinson Only if you let me play One Direction songs ⌙ mitchrowland You do anyway? ⌙ harryfan5 YN is the biggest 1D fan, she's one of us 💞

lottietomlinson Cutest baby boy 😍 I'm in love

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[msxrik]

MORE MASACRIK SMUT?? YALL WERE BEGGING FOR THIS I SWEARR.

ill never get tired of this man i swear.

Nsfw under the Cut

Someone asked for the Elevator man Masacrik so i delivered. This one may be a little more toxic guys dont cancel me. also my req's r open!!!

Warnings: porn with little plot. Not read proof. Stalking, toxic behavior, dubcon, mentally ill reader istg, drugging, aphrodisiac used, stalker!masacrik, yandere, kidnapping, mention of needles (onky one time) oral, blood kink, squirting,

It was a normal day. You just checked in the new dorm you got and oh boy it was perfect. Too perfect. It was clean and tidy but.... you had that awful feeling of being watched. Ever since you met that guy in the reception. Masacrik? Was his name. You know the one that makes sure everything's fine in the building. He was also responsible for the elevator there. It was old and rusty so you thought it was normal that he got in there with you. You could swear that you still felt his eyes on yourself even after locking the door.

You unpacked then took a shower, it was a long day so you wanted to rest. There were vending machines in the lobby so you decided to go there and get yourself a snack. It was too late to go to a store anyway.

When you walked out of your room you jumped. As the elevator was already on your floor. Open. It was empty. But the moment you stepped inside you felt someone behind you. There he was. His tall figure hoovering over you as you slowly turn around.

-Hello miss. Where are you headed at this ungodly hour?

You could recall his face from somewhere but you had no idea from where

-uhm. I was just. Going to buy something from the vending machines down stairs.

-Ah. I was making sure everyone's in their dorms by now.- he said as he pressed some buttons and the elevator moved with an ungodly screetch.

-im sorry i didnt want to cause trouble.

-its nothing dear. Just get what you want and lets hop you back upstairs shall we?

You felt your heart skip a beat. As you were deciding on the food you want. You looked up at the reflection in the glass of the vending machine. it hit you like a bus. You've seen him. Yesterday. And the day before. He always was near you. Following you around the town. You felt a shiver run up your spine as you were deciding what you should do. As you were ready to take off to the exit he grabbed you by your hand pulling you close to him. One of your hands was now on his shoulder. And one of his on your waist. You blushed a little. Yes he scared you. But he was so handsome. And his embrace was nothing but comfort for some reason.

-I've finally caught you sweetheart- he purred as the elevator doors closed and he sat down pulling you on his lap.

You looked at him with tears in your eyes.

-oh honey-his tone was so sweet it made you melt into his embrace- dont cry. We're going to be happy. I'm the only person you'll ever need alright? I'll treat you well sweetheart. Not like the other people in your life

Tears started rolling down your face as he was telling you about the smallest details of your day to day life for like 2 years back into the pass.

Was this scary? Really. But did somewhere in that twisted deprived mind of yours you found this cute? Also yes. Nobody cared about you that much as he did. You lost yourself in thought as you felt his cold hand brush away your tears. Then the elevator Stopped and he pulled you into his room. As you walked in the only thing you saw where pictures

A t o n of pictures.

-Pardon the mess princess-he said looking for something.

You looked around a tad shocked. Then you felt a sharp sting in your neck and everything went black.

You woke up in some room. You didn't recognize it. The thing you did recognize tho was the warm embrace of the man behind you. You turned around to look at him

-where are we..?

-somewhere no one will find you doll. You hungry? You were out cold for two days.-he said Giggling

-a bit

He picked you up carrying you to the kitchen. Then gave you some food and then some weird looking pills

-for the headache. Trust me Baby- he purred at you

You DID take them. And when you were washing your hands you felt them kick in. The warmth spreading through your body as you gripped onto the sink. You felt so woozy you barely walked out of the bathroom.

-Doll could you come here please?

You did. You aren't that stupid you wouldn't disobey him he was being so nice to you. You came up to him and he made you sit in his lap

-You know i love you dearly sweetheart right? -he whispered into your ear stroking your head.

You only nodded smiling like a fool

-That's why you trust me right?

His hand started stroking your inner thigh going a little under your skirt. Then you felt a tingle in your lower stomach. You got so aroused that you shivered all over. Was that normal..?

-Right...-your breath hitched. Nothing mattered to you at that point. You didn't know him at all. But he knew you. More than you knew yourself. You leaned into his touch shifting in place

-needy are we?

You nod trying to roll your hips against his fingers

-A aah don't move. -his hand held you in place as the other one was creeping up your thigh. Just to gently brush over your clothed pussy. Rubbing your clit gently as you spread your legs more resting them on the comforters of the armchair.

-mhmm~ i will make you feel good. I know how you touch yourself.. -He purred into your ear as you blushed.

And he did know. the moment he took off your panties two of his long fingers were inside of you. And his thumb was rubbing your most sensitive part.

You moaned. the aphrodisiac in your veins making you way more sensitive to his touch. You were putty in his hands.

-if you'll be a good little girl ill reward you. So obey.

He lowered his pants making you palm his dick through his boxers You did and oh. The reward? He had you sit at the edge of the armchair with your legs spread as he ate you out. Him, in front of you on his knees. As you tug and pull on his soft red hair. You cried his name as the coil in your lower stomach was threatening to snap really fast.

-Im.. uhg~! -you threw your head back as you felt the sharp pain in your thigh. His nails dig into your thighs drawing blood from them as he smeared it all over you. Making you snap. You came all over his face and he drank every last drop of it. He did not stop, making you shake and close your legs trying to make him pull away.

That was your greatest mistake. He looked up at you his face coated in blood and your cum.

-Get up. Now.

You did. You tried.. actually your legs were giving out. He sat down there pulling you to his lap again this time lining his hard dick with your entrance.

-wha-wait b-but..

-You'll handle this. -he said as he lowered you on himself. You grasped at his hands whining

- 's too big.. fuck.. wai-MnGh!~

-i Told you you'll live. Now behave love i would hate hurting you.

After a moment of discomfort you relaxed the aphrodisiac taking over your mind again. He was scratching that itch you had deep inside you forever. He kept a steady pace as he whispered into your ear

-look down princess you see how well you're taking me? Fuck i love you so much baby you're so good ugh~ -he moaned tightening the grip he had on you.

-mnGh~ i needed t-this.. uhghh..~ -you purred out. The sweet words of affection spilling from you as he gets more worked up from each and every one.

He quickened the pace losing himself inside you. Chasing his own high. He started hitting that one spot. It made you want to squirm away with only a few hits he had you cumming on the spot but when he kept hitting it not caring about your cries of overstimulation he made you squirt. And the sound you made and the feeling of your slick and cum running down both if you dragged him over the edge. He came inside not caring to pull out.

You both tried to calm your breathing as you curled up on his chest hugging him. After a moment of comfortable silence you sleepily asked

-what if they come looking for me?

-No one will look for you, and no one will ever find you have me and i have you. Not a single soul more kitty, now sleep -He said as he picked you up to wash you up a little and carry you to bed.

And you do, you do fall asleep hugging him tightly.

Rmemeber. He Love's you deeply~

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THANK YOU GUYS FOR SUCH ACTIVITY OMG

[cu1tsmark]

"Renewed Promise"

In the bustling hallways of their new high school, Y/n found herself drawn into a chaotic scene. A crowd had formed around Haechan, who was wearing his favourite black leather jacket that he always had with him when his dad gave it to him when he was just a kid, the notorious bad boy of the school, as he was in the middle of bullying another student. Y/n's heart raced, and her instincts took over. She couldn't stand by and watch this happen.

With determination in her eyes, Y/n pushed through the crowd until she was face to face with Haechan. The whole school fell silent, shocked that someone would dare to confront him. Haechan himself looked surprised for a moment before his expression hardened.

"What do you think you're doing?" He spat at Y/n, his piercing gaze locking onto her.

"I won't let you hurt him," Y/n replied firmly, her voice unwavering.

Haechan paused, his cold demeanor thawing slightly. Then, he abruptly turned away and began walking towards the stairs leading to the rooftop of the school. Y/n followed him, feeling a mixture of determination and curiosity.

As they stood on the rooftop, Y/n finally spoke up. "Why did you do that back there? Why do you act this way?"

Haechan glanced at her, his usual scowl replaced with a hint of vulnerability. "Where have you been all these years, Y/n? Why did you leave without a word?"

Y/n felt a pang of guilt as she realized how much her sudden departure had affected him. "I'm sorry, Haechan. I had to move away with my family. I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye, but it happened so suddenly."

Haechan let out a sigh. "You don't understand, Y/n. After you left, I was angry at everyone and everything, including my parents. I blamed myself for not being there to stop you from leaving. I turned into this person I didn't want to be."

Y/n's eyes softened. "I had no idea it affected you so much."

Haechan turned towards her, his hand tightening on her shoulder. As he stared at her eyes, "Was it obvious?"

Y/n was taken aback by his question. "What do you mean?"

Haechan leaned in, his lips dangerously close to hers. "Was it that obvious that I wanted to make you mine?"

Before Y/n could react, Haechan closed the distance between them and kissed her passionately, a yearning for her that had built up over the years. Their kiss was filled with longing and unspoken emotions, a connection that had been severed but was now rekindled.

As they pulled away, Y/n looked into Haechan's eyes, her heart pounding. "I never stopped caring about you, Haechan."

Haechan's icy exterior had melted away, revealing the boy she had once known. "Then promise me you won't leave again."

Y/n nodded, a smile tugging at her lips. "I promise."

And in that moment, amidst the chaos of their high school, Haechan and Y/n's reunion marked the beginning of a new chapter in their lives, one filled with love, understanding, and a promise to stand by each other's side, no matter what.

Months passed since Haechan and Y/n's reunion on the rooftop of their high school. Their connection grew stronger each day, and Haechan's bad-boy persona began to soften. While he still had a reputation to uphold, he couldn't help but let his guard down when he was with Y/n.

One sunny afternoon, Y/n found herself sitting in the school courtyard, reading a book. Haechan approached with his signature smirk on his face. "You know, you've turned my life upside down, Y/n."

Y/n chuckled, looking up from her book. "Is that a bad thing?"

Haechan shook his head, sitting down beside her. "No, it's not. It's just... I never expected to fall for my childhood friend again, especially after all the mess I've created."

Y/n placed a hand on his arm, reassuringly. "People change, Haechan. And it's clear that you've changed for the better."

He leaned closer to her, his voice low. "It's all because of you, Y/n."

Their tender moment was interrupted by a group of Haechan's friends approaching. They looked at him in disbelief. "Haechan, are you seriously sitting here all lovey-dovey with Y/n?"

Haechan shot them a glare but didn't pull away from Y/n's side. "What's it to you guys? Can't a guy spend time with his girlfriend?"

Y/n's eyes widened at his words, and she blushed. They hadn't officially discussed their relationship status, but it seemed like Haechan was ready to make it known.

His friends exchanged surprised glances but eventually shrugged. "Alright, man, do your thing. Just don't forget who you are."

Haechan smirked and turned his attention back to Y/n. "I won't, as long as I have you by my side."

Their budding romance faced its fair share of challenges, especially given Haechan's reputation and possessive nature. However, Y/n's unwavering support and love helped him overcome his past and strive to be a better person.

One day, as they strolled through the school garden hand in hand, Haechan paused and looked into Y/n's eyes. "You know, I've been thinking about something."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, curious. "What is it?"

Haechan took a deep breath. "How about we go visit our old childhood neighborhood? It's been a while since I've seen our old house."

Y/n smiled, touched by the idea. "I'd love that, Haechan."

Their journey back to their childhood neighbourhood marked yet another step in their relationship, a step towards reconciling with their past and building a future together. With Y/n by his side, Haechan had found his way back to the person he used to be, and together, they faced whatever challenges came their way, their love only growing stronger with each passing day.

[neaxsfiction]

Falling asleep next to Dabi (fluff)

Sitting next to Dabi in the LOV van has been a rather unique experience.

Man I'm so tired

Dabi and I were never close. Basically we barely even spoke. I mean yeah, we have interacted a bit but nothing more that could engage a friendship. I would sit on the van with Toga, but today Twice was sad and she wanted to comfort him.

My eyes slowly close and my vision goes black.

"Get up" a raspy voice says

I yawn a bit and stay on the uncomfortable pillow I seemed to have been resting my head on for quite some time now. My eyes slowly open and meet with the turquoise eyes of the cremation villain. He was very close.

"We have arrived" he says in a softer tone.

As the flashback of some moments earlier hits me, I realise what has happened and I feel extremely embarassed about it.

I quickly raise my head and apologize to him. I don't wanna make him think of me as an annoying person who crosses his boundaries. Plus I generally don't wanna mess with him. No matter how strong my quirk is.

"S' okay" he huffs and turns around to leave, avoiding amy type of eye contact.

The truth you don't know though, is that nobody has ever trusted him this much. He's used to people fearing him, which he didn't care about it at all, or calling him a monster. Deep inside though, he carved human interaction.

At the beginning of the ride, he was just staring at the window not caring about anything actually. He didn't try to interact with you as that ride would only last 30 minutes. At some point he felt a sharp pain on his shoulder.

When he was about to confront you about this, thinking you're trying to annoy him, he turns his head and realises the pain only came because of your head falling on his shoulder while you were asleep.

You trusted him enough to sleep next to him and rest your head on his shoulder. Maybe you were just too tired, but he doesn't know that. He was caught off guard with this. In his eyes you're a powerful villain and gives you a fair amount of respect when you two have to interact. He has no experience of trusting people or being trusted so he doesn't know what to do with this new feeling, that makes his ice surrounded heart melt when he realises he can be trusted.

He couldn't betray that trust. But he couldn't do anything else so he just stayed still. His mind was a mess. He was trying to comprehend what was happening thinking fast. What should he do? Should he cover you with his jacket while sleeping, like he's seen on TV? Nah that would make things weird between you two. In the end he just decided to do his best and not move. He just let you rest your head for as long you needed.

If it was only you two, and you were in deeper sleep, he'd even get brave enough to rest his head on yours for a bit. No person in the LOV has made his heart go soft like this.

When you arrived to your destination with the van, he couldn't do anything other than waking you up. He didnt want that ride to end, like at all. He whispered your name a few times until you started moving and opening your eyes.

His eyes locked with yours when you stared at him. He held on the eye contact until you broke it and started to apologize, in order to save this memory in his head, and never forget it. To be honest, he loved that expression you had, not only because he found cute how clueless you were after your little nap, but also he got a chance to stare at your beautiful eyes up close.

The look you gave him that day, only sent shivers down his spine. The look in your eyes was soft and, in his eyes, you looked vulnerable and in need of protection

Typically he never bothered to care about anybody else, other than himself. But man, that was about to change. His ice-cold heart melted right on spot, his usual glare became a soft look of appreciation and, trust me, he'd never be the same after that.

Only if you knew what you did to him that day

~

Dabi pic credits

Date uploaded; 03/07/2023

[punkrockmads]

Enough

Abby x GN! Reader

You're the friend that always looks out for everyone. You're reliable, caring, kind, and people know they can come to you for help. You're a shoulder for people to cry on and the person that makes everyone happy with your bright smile. But nobody can see your light slowly dying. Your smile is slowly fading, and the facade has begun to crack.

Tw: mentions of depression

"Yo, Y/N!" Manny smiles as Jordan helps him limp over to you, his leg stretched out with a makeshift splint.

"Holy shit!" You gasp, looking over Manny's leg. "How did this happen?"

"Fell through the floor of some building." Manny chuckles. "You okay with taking my patrol today? The team could really use that pretty smile of yours."

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms as you smile at Manny. "Yeah, I got it." You nod. "When are they heading out?"

"Not for a few hours." Manny replies as Jordan sits him on a bench. Thankfully the infirmary is pretty empty, so you're able to rush around and get what you need to patch up Manny's leg without bumping into anyone. "Remember your pendant this time. There's rookies at the gate."

"I forgot it once." You glare, bandaging Manny's leg with a new splint. "I'm already wearing it."

"That's a shocker." Jordan scoffs, grinning. "How many times did you lose that thing when we were kids?"

"In my defense, jewelry is impractical." You mutter, cleaning up the supplies.

"It is if you have to spend an hour looking for it before every assignment." Jordan says, nudging Manny with a laugh.

"Yeah yeah, laugh it up." You sigh, taking off your apron you wear around the infirmary. "Nora's gonna check on your leg in a bit. Go chill out." You say, writing a note for Nora.

"Thanks, Y/N." Manny says as you leave with a small nod.

Later that day, you find yourself squished between Abby and Leah in the back of a military truck. The two are talking about some book they'd read. Usually, you'd be completely invested in their conversation. Especially since you've always had feelings for Abby and her voice alone could make you melt into a puddle.

But lately, you haven't had much interest in anything. Everything feels so dull. So instead of watching Abby, you stare ahead at the boots of the Firefly seated across from you. His laces were beginning to fray. You jump a little when a hand squeezes your shoulder, head whipping up to look at Abby.

Abby gives you an amused smile. "Sorry." She chuckles. "Just wanted to make sure you were alive." Her smile falters a bit, something flickering in her expression. "You okay?" Her voice is soft. It almost makes you crack. Instead, you nod, putting on your brightest smile.

"I'm good." You assure her, feeling your heart ache at the lie. "Not enough sleep." You laugh.

The patrol is exhausting. And by the time you get back to your small apartment, you're just ready to go to bed. You throw your jacket onto your desk chair, kicking off your shoes before sitting on your unmade bed. Everything feels so numb. Your chest aches like you're being crushed. You lay back, falling into a black hole. It's silence is deafening, your fingertips tingling. Nothing feels okay.

Depression is eating at you, and you've been dealing with it all alone. You can't even cry, too exhausted and too numb. How long can you keep this up? How long can you pretend everything is fine? Everybody thinks of you as a joy; a light in their lives. It would crush them. But... the pressure is crushing you. Can anyone even see you're in pain?

Abby sees it. She has for weeks, but you've lied about it every time she's brought it up. She sees right through you. That's why, when you hear a knock on the door, you're greeted with Abby's worried frown. The frown you hate seeing the most. The frown you wish you could prevent forever. "Hey." She greets quietly, and you're pulled from your dark, cold mind.

"Hey." You reply, forcing a small smile. "What's up?"

"Can I come in?" Abby asks, and her face is serious. Silently, you nod, stepping out of the way. You close the door as Abby sits on your bed, suddenly feeling anxious. She looks at you as if she's studying you, trying to find something you're unsure of.

"Abby?" You frown, sitting beside her. "Is something wrong?"

"You tell me." Abby suggests softly, and suddenly you're swallowing a lump in your throat. "Don't lie, Y/N. I can see something's hurting you." Her voice isn't confrontational at all. In fact, it's soothing, almost pleading. In the blink of an eye, you find yourself crying silently. Abby's eyes fill with worry as she reaches over, squeezing your shoulders gently. "What's wrong?" She asks. "Do you wanna talk about it?" She allows you the option to stay quiet, silently begging that you won't. That you'll let her in.

"I'm just so tired." You admit with a choked sob. You wrap your arms around Abby tightly, crying into her shoulder. "I hate everything!" You continue, voice muffled by the soft cotton of her tee shirt. "I try so hard to make everyone happy! To keep everyone safe! And it's never enough!"

Abby wraps her arms around you, letting you talk, letting you be heard. She lets you cry for what feels like hours. That powerful, overwhelming cry that had been building for so long, swallowing you whole.

After a while, your cries go quiet, and the sobs turn to sniffles. Abby rubs your back, letting you calm down. "You are doing more than enough." She whispers. "I promise. You are not responsible for making everyone happy all the time, okay?" She rocks the two of you side to side gently. "You do not have to take care of everyone."

"Thank you." You whisper, closing your eyes. "I'm sorry I ruined your shirt."

"You didn't ruin it." Abby laughed softly. "It's just a little wet spot." You pull away, looking at Abby. "You're exhausted, aren't you?" She asked with a small smile.

"Yeah." You nod. "I have been for a really long time." You admit with a sigh.

"Get some sleep, okay? We'll talk more later." Abby says.

"Will you stay?" You ask hesitantly.

Abby looks surprised for a moment, before a smile appears on her face. "Of course." She nods.

[sweetcarrotsandroses97]

Winter Event | OT7 Masterlist | 2023

Snowflakes divider by @samspenandsword

Prompt list by @flightlessangelwings

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|❤️ = fluff |💙= angst |🖤= heavy angst |💛= comedy/crack |💚= au | 🤍= mature/heavy/sensitive themes|

☕Caffeinate me so I can keep on writing! ☕

A/N: This is my last post of 2023, darlings. I wish to see you all next year as I have a lot planned to share with you all! I want to thank everyone who has read, followed, interacted and shared my work. Thank you all for your support of my writing shenanigans, I hope you had enjoyed it too. 😅😅😅

I started this blog on May of 2023 and I can't believe how much I've written in the course of eight months and, even though it wasn't as much as I would have liked, I'm glad I began this little hobby of mine and thank you again for every support you have given me.

May you all have a blessed 2024, full of happiness, riches, love and passion. Let's meet in 2025 when the boys are back, thanks for all the love I've received in my short time here and let's pray for more years together!

Happy 2024, darlings! 💜

~Total Word Count: 12.2k words

Prompt 1: Found family ✔ ✔

Title: Melted Promises (married! au, war! au) ❤️💙💚

He made you a promise that he sealed with a kiss. He said he'd come back to you after the war was over. You could only hope, with a heavy heart and melted dreams, that Yoongi would keep his word and find his way back home.

Prompt 2: Hot chocolate ✔ ✔

Title: Silent Desires (best friend! au, non idol! au) ❤️💙💛💚

Kind and soft-hearted. That was your childhood best friend, Hoseok who had been in love with you for so many years. Maybe this time he'd get to open up his silent desires to you, and maybe, hopefully, you'll feel just like him. In love.

Prompt 3: Saying “I love you” for the first time ✔ ✔

Title: Aşk-ı Memnu (non idol! au, forbidden love! au, cheating! au) ❤️💙💚

What is prohibited, it's desired the most. Or in which you tangle yourself in a forbidden love with Jeon Jungkook while being married to an older man. Yet it is also said that forbidden fruits taste the best.

Prompt 4: Snuggling by a cozy fireplace ✔✔

Title: Flames Of Love (royal! au, historical! au) ❤️💙🖤💚🤍

A tragedy. A new reign. A cruel order given by the king. Prince Jimin was forced to leave his home in the palace while trying to save both his and your life. Yet you both ended up burning in the flames of your love. Wrong time. Wrong life. Right person and a story that crumbled to the ashes of destiny.

Prompt 5: Getting snowed in ✔✔

Title: The Fine Line Between Love & Hate (non idol! au, e2l! a) ❤️💛💚

Trapped in a car with the person you hate the most in this world you come to notice that perhaps Kim Taehyung is not the most despicable human being to ever walk on this earth while he realises your presence might be tolerable. In the end, the line between love and hate has always been a very fine one.

Prompt 6: Warming your hands by holding theirs ✔✔

Title: Echoes Of Two Worlds (idol! au, hybrid! au) ❤️💙💚

Trust is gained in drops but lost in buckets. Or in which you open up to Namjoon and he was left to dream that you'd want him forever. Singing a song only you two could hear, repeating the echoes of the two worlds that separated you yet united you at the same time.

Prompt 7: Getting away from the cold ✔✔

Title: Love Me Like You Love The Moon (non idol! au, established relationship! au) ❤️💙💚🤍

Life is neither black nor white, however as you are drowning in the darkest shades of your life and hideous thoughts, you have Seokjin to show you that life is not dark nor light, that you don't have to fight your battles alone and feeling cold is not wrong. Because he loves you just like you are, with all your darkness and all your light, a beautiful resemblance of the moon.

December/31/2023

~Masterlist

☕Caffeinate me so I can keep on writing! ☕

[the-resurrection-3d]

Proof that I'm actually writing not clickbait:

There’s tangerine light glinting off the uneven black surface of Luca’s nails and off the gold of his glued-on cufflink; there’s darker orange pooling in the dips and folds where his white sleeve tourniquets his elbow. If Alberto focuses, he can see all the particles in the air, gray dust spilling into it with each puff of the makeup brush into his eye. “Little longer,” Luca says before he can ask. Alberto’s scrunched his nose again; the plastic hairs of the brush have tickled some errant nerve. Or maybe it’s the fact that Luca is straddling him without a care in the world and there are two lines of “blood” drawing attention to his lips that has Alberto’s skin melting at every touch, some funny feeling spreading through his chest like cold, cold water. Sometimes, Alberto intentionally looks everywhere except in Luca’s eyes, because he knows one day Luca will have the words for how Alberto looks at him, is looking at him now, and God only knows what will happen then.

There's a little more, but I'm not feeling this for some reason, and I think what I'm going to try and do later today is annotate Frank O'Hara's poem "Homosexuality" from either Alberto's or Luca's (likely Alberto's) POV. Interestingly, Alberto would only have been about 25/26 when the poem originally came out. I haven't tried annotations-as-story since undergrad, so I think this will be good for getting the creative juices flowing again in a lower-stakes way. I've honestly been disappointed in my lack of experimentation for awhile. Right now, I just have a few lines for that above story rewritten into first-person:

I can wait. As long as he’s still on that train at the first break of summer and he never starts to think about touching me just for the hell of it and we both recognize that the other’s got a piece of ourselves we can never take back. Least that’s how I feel. Maybe he’s found other parts to fill him up in the city. But I hope not. It sounds kinda bad when I put it that way. But — think of it like when you cut a starfish in half, each part grows back, same yet new. So his heart’s in two places at once, and maybe sometimes it aches along the scar, but it’s okay, because his other heart’s walking around and can hang out with him now, which is a lot more than it could do before.

[sparklingichigo]

How to Approach Your Demon Crush

Brought to you by Asmodeus Morningstar

Part 1

Asmo's P.O.V

Clearly all this bullshit comes up thanks to how cold Satan acts around people. Sure, he is a diplomatic person who shows up with his polite smile here and there, but everyone can feel his cold aura. Well to be fair, Lucifer is just as cold, but we know it's because of his pride but here we are with Satan whose sin is literally wrath but he's the coldest demon you've ever seen, probably not cold.... more like unattached.

So that's where Haruka comes in, the new student along with her best friend / roommate Ichigo who's currently Satan's study partner / partner in crime. Clearly those two do not get along because when you see them all they did is argue. Who knows maybe that's their platonic love language but anyways here is Haruka asking for advice from the most fabulous of them all, Moi, Asmodeus Morningstar.

As soon as she said she wants to approach Satan I almost dropped my nail polish because how crazy is she?! She's in for a heartbreak.

"You want to what?!"

"I want to approach Satan." That's what she said. Lucky me for not dropping my nail polish because if I did Satan will have to replace it, this is clearly his fault but anyways-

"Darling, are you sure this is a good idea? Satan is pretty cold guy and you're in for a heartbreak..." I warned her.

Of course, as a good housemate I should warn her. Many have tried to approach Satan and all they get is a cold rejection, like actually cold, that man probably should replace our fridge instead!

"But if you insist you can always start with a hello..." I suggest.

"That's it?"

What is she expecting? Going all out with the flirting? Cooking him a dish? Gaming with him? Buying him things? Oh honey, the first one is for me, the second one is for Beel which Ichigo excels at, the third one is clearly for Levi, and the last one is for Mammon! Don't ask me how to approach Lucifer because I don't know how to make that demon's heart melt either. Nonetheless, I still need to explain why saying hello can be a good start... sigh, things I do for my housemate...

"Well darling, he is a very cold man and clearly going all out with flirting would just put you to shame unless you're a shameless being like moi-" I explain jokingly. "And going with the shameless route will only capture my heart, if you're into that~"

"The thing is, I don't see you that way, Asmo." She said.

Ouch! Painful....

"I mean you're gorgeous and all but you're just not my type."

Again, emotional damage. This girl really needs to sugar coat her words!

"I assume you're afraid to be outshined. I understand. Been there done that, the only person that can outshine me is myself of course." I said, which is true because who can outshine the most gorgeous being in this realm? Besides God Himself of course, but he's in Celestial realm so the answer is no.

"But yeah, if you wanna approach Satan you have to be friendly, it'll take some time. But if you wanna be a shameless flirt that would be fun too." I end with a smile.

"I see." She nods acknowledging my words. "By the way, when are they coming home?"

"Not now at least, those two are total nerds." I reply. "And you know how Satan can get with his assignments, especially group projects."

"True...maybe I should give them something. Coffee perhaps?" She asks again.

"Coffee can work, black for him. He needs all the caffeine to work. The bitter it gets the better it is. Maybe he can realize how much you like him." I suggest.

Haruka nods, probably accepting my words and off she goes to make some coffee or buy one. I peek out from my room, and I see Beel passing by,

"Asmo?" He gasps as soon as he sees me.

"Hey. What brings you to my quarters, big guy?" I tease.

"I'm worried about Ichigo. Satan has been overworking her non-stop.... ever since he became her study partner, she's barely home..." Beel says.

"Oh my, that's horrible!" I exclaim dramatically, fake clearly because I'm not surprise. "Maybe you can get her some refreshments?"

"But I'll eat them in the way!" Beel whines.

"My sweet little brother, I'm sure you can control yourself. She's the girl of your dreams, isn't she?" I remind him.

"Well..." Aww look at how cute my little brother is getting all flustered!

"Haruka is going to get them coffee, maybe you can go with her, not to make it obvious." I said.

"That's a good idea! Thanks a lot, Asmo!" He exclaims.

I only nod as I close my door, letting them do their thing. Sometimes you have to go a bit further to approach someone especially someone that you love.

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3'rd person P.O.V

After hearing Asmo's advice here is Beel and Haruka going to the same place. Haruka actually went to Star Devil while Beel goes to Akudonalds because he knows how much Ichigo loves her nuggets. Once they're finished the two somewhat meet at the exit.

"Beel?" Haruka calls out.

"Oh, hey! Didn't see you there!" Beel greets back with a grin.

"Ah, food as always." She comments.

"Yeah, but these aren't for me." Beel replies.

"Oh? Then for who?" She asks.

"Ichigo and Satan. Those two have been overworked and I'm a lil worried." He answers.

"I see, I was planning to give this to them as well. Wanna go there together?" Haruka asks.

"Sure, I won't mind." Beel nods as they go to the student lounge.

In that student lounge, Ichigo is this close to have a breakdown. In all honesty she regrets joining this major, but all the other majors sucks so she doesn't have a choice but to learn Latin with this guy, this blonde prick, her somewhat rival in class because despite how difficult it is she always gets an A, unfortunately not an A+ that's for Solomon and this blonde asshole!

"Did you get it? Or should I run this by your stupid brain again?" Satan ends causing the pink-haired girl to glare at him.

"Do you have that one day where you don't go around degrading people?!" She asks back.

"I don't vibe with stupid people, clearly." Satan replies with a smirk.

"And I have a 3.4 GPA. What the f*ck is wrong with you?!" She replies. Oh, her anger is burning inside her and if this guy does not stop degrading her, she might throw a chair at him this instant, but she doesn't, she sighs and instead mumbles, "should've asked Solomon to be my tutor instead..."

"Tutoring with Solomon will give you a lower GPA. That guy is too lenient on you." Satan answers. "Plus, we made a great team."

"Infront of Mr. Viz that is, not in this situation." Ichigo replies rolling her eyes. "Whatever, we gotta finish this soon we can both have a peaceful night!"

"You are so right." Satan replies. "So, to do this research we will use two theoretical frameworks by...." He continues typing his part as Ichigo finds more books to add up to their literature review, which is an ass in her opinion because they're all in f*ckin latin!

In the middle of that, the student lounge's door opens, and they see Beel and Haruka appearing at the same time.

"Oh great, someone who wants his girlfriend back." Satan says sarcastically.

"Says the one overworking her." Beel replies with the same tone. "And no, she is not my girlfriend, yet."

"What's going on...?" Ichigo trails out confusedly, glancing at Haruka who places two cups of coffee on their table.

"We're here to give you guys' refreshments. You two seem tired and all maybe these can help." Haruka says.

"It can actually, thank you. Appreciate it." Satan says, taking a sip of the black coffee. "Whoa, that is a really strong one!" He exclaims due to the bitterness of the coffee.

Beel glances a bit at Haruka who grins, oh he knows something alright, and that girl is not hiding sh*t!

"And I brought you guys' food!" Beel says, putting the akudonalds Plastic bag on the table.

"Ooh what's in there?" Ichigo asks, rummaging inside the plastic bag before pulling out a box of nuggets. "You got me nuggets!"

"I did, because you like them." Beel replies with a grin.

"What about you? What did you get for yourself? She asks. Instead of an answer she gets a shrug instead. Wow, this is new!

"You didn't get anything for yourself?" She asks.

"Nope, I've had enough food so it's your turn. You guys definitely missed dinner." He said.

"What about me? What did you get me?" Satan asks.

"Their apple pies." Beel nonchalantly answers.

"What?! But they suck!" Satan exclaims.

"That's the only thing you like...what else am I supposed to buy?" Beel retorts with an eyeroll? What happened to the kind friendly demon? Who knows- "what are you guys working on anyways?"

"Our ppt, group project." Ichigo replies, popping a nugget into her mouth.

"Oh wow, uh... good luck you two." That's all Beel have to say because what else is he supposed to say. As much as he wants to whisk Ichigo away from Satan and brings her home and let her rest it's still her work and he can't do that, especially when they're just housemates.

"Thanks....we're working on the literature review, and we're all done." She says. "Right?"

"Hopefully, I want my rest too...." Satan replies. "Let's just finish this and go, we don't have time so you two, if you mind, don't be distractions!"

Hearing that Haruka literally almost shut down because wow, she's here to woe him but here we are. Anyways, the clock has finally struck 10 as the two study partners continue to work on their thing. Lucky for them it's done.

"Good lord, finally!" Ichigo exclaims. "Know what, I'm gonna go first, I want my good night sleep."

"Go on, your boyfriend does want you home STAT!" Satan replies causing him to get smacked lightly by Ichigo.

"Stop that and he's not my boyfriend!" She scolds him.

"Looks like it but hey, who am I to judge." He replies with a smirk.

Ichigo rolls her eyes as she tidies her things up before leaving with Beel who happily whisks her away from her study-partner, aww look at how happy he is skipping out of the study lounge.

That leaves Satan and Haruka in that study lounge and clearly that blonde girl has fallen asleep causing Satan so sigh,

"You humans and your sleeping time." He mutters.

Nonetheless he has to bring her home, so he did. He puts his things into a magical ball to bring along and carries Haruka all the way to House of lamentation.

As Satan opens the door to his house, he sees Asmo who just went for water and oh boy it was awkward.

"Please don't tell anyone." Satan asks.

"My lips are sealed, brother~" Asmo teases.

"Don't make me seal it for real." Satan warns.

"Oh no need, that girl has been coming for me for advice on how to court you so clearly I should keep my mouth shut or she'll freak out." Asmo replies.

"Huh?!" That's all what came out of Satan's mouth. Now this gets more awkward and confusing. Whatever shall he do?

"She likes you, clearly. I hope your love-radar isn't broken, Satan." Asmo says.

"I hope not..." Satan replies, glancing to Haruka who sleeps peacefully in his arms. "Whatever, I'll get her to her room." He grumbles as he goes to her room, well her and Ichigo's room but does he care about that pink-nette, definitely not!

As he walks towards the humans' room Haruka starts sleep-talking and what he said shocked him the most,

"Satan.... I like you...."

What the f*ck?! He thought, What the f*ck is he supposed to do with this information?! Great, just great! How is he supposed to face her tomorrow when she just confessed in her sleep?!

"You weird girl...." He mutters as he puts her in bed, sighing. He even tidies her bangs for some reason and finally left. What a weird day indeed.

[cyberp-1-nk]

Okay! So for my first Resident Evil request I had a cute idea....Addict and Leon are the rookies at the RPD and lets be honest, it would be sooo easy to fluster Leon when he was super young, so Addict takes advantage of this and flirts with him a little, but kind of in a wholesome way so Leon is sitting there blushing but his heart kinda melts at the same time.

Now go forward a couple of years to where he is older (in his emo, alcoholic phase if you know what I mean lmao-) and Addict tries doing the same thing, but it backfires and Leon flirts back but its way more suggestive.....

Anyways that was my idea! Thank you so much and don't do this if you don't want to!!

[ Flirty - Simp Party ]

❝ SYNOPSIS; A drunk Addict, and a slightly more confident Leon have fun. ❞

❝ Tags; @insane-horror-movie-addict ❞

❝ CW; Slight hints at smut, ❞

❝ Note; It gets a little spicy.. ❞

Word count; 7,933

Addict sat on Leon’s bed, her slightly tired eyes starting blankly at the television that sat in front of her. She couldn’t tell exactly what was on the screen she stared at; Addict thought it might’ve been the news or something boring like that. Her ears, though, did not focus on the man talking in the television, but that of the calming sound of a showerhead dumping water from its being. Addict’s skin crawled with goosebumps once the air conditioner bumped on, her lava-hot skin feeling like it was beginning to cool off. Her eyelids slowly lowered and the spell over her mind lifted, her thoughts finally starting to cleanse themselves, in what felt like a century. Addict’s fingers clawed up her arms as she rubbed them for comfort, one hand making it to her forehead as she brushed hair from her face. It felt delightful.

For a moment, her mind had drifted off to Leon. She reminisced on the old times, being able to easily fluster Leon by simply just brushing against him. A cute blush would often spread across his cheeks, nearly covering them entirely while he nervously stumbled for some-type of response towards her flirting. 

 

The sound of the shower ended and Addict’s eyes immediately went to the bathroom door. She heard shuffling and a couple mumbles of Leon’s scruffy voice, but couldn’t make out what he was saying. A lump of air rolled down her throat rebelliously, it hurting every inch of the way down. And in a few more moments, the cling of the doorknob sounded and the door finally opened. Addict’s skin shuddered under the sudden warmth of air that rolled out of the bathroom behind Leon as he stepped out. Leon had on a black-tight tank top, his hair shambled in all directions from the rough towel he used to dry his hair off with. He looked at the TV and then to Addict, she seemed mildly drowsy, and somewhat…drunk?

 

“Are you cold or something?” Leon asked as he turned off the AC. Addict shook her head lightly,

 

“No... I don’t really know why I'm so tired..” Addict stared at her hand, watching it vibrate from the slowing adrenaline rolling through her veins.

 

“Before you came here,” Leon sat on the edge of the bed with her, “Did you drink?”

 

“Yeah….a little,” Addict closed her eyes, “I just kinda….felt like it.”

 

“With Chris again, I'm assuming.” Leon said with a bit of annoyance.

 

“Oh yeah...” Addict rubbed her face. Her eyes spun behind her closed lids, surprisingly though, it didn’t make her sick.

 

“Sure you’re feelin’ alright? You were pretty out of it on the way here.”

 

“The AC is making me feel better.” Addict looked over at Leon. Her pupils were still slightly dilated, “Thank you for helping me... again.”

 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Leon asked while cocking an eyebrow. Addict hook her head and looked away with shame,

 

“Seems like you’re always there to get me out of trouble... kind of makes me feel helpless, you know?”

 

“Not really.” Leon scoffed and stared at the TV, “It isn't your fault trouble manages to find you. Just the type of person you are.”

 

“Type of person I am?” Addict immediately looked back at his solemn face annoyingly and for what felt like ages, their eyes finally met,

 

“I didn’t mean it like that.” Leon’s look was hard and rather emotionless, “The type of girl you are... the way you look, the way you act, everybody wants a piece of it whether it be good or bad. You probably didn’t notice it but... I sure have. So I try to prevent the bad things because you aren't the type of girl that deserves it.”

 

Leon’s demeanor seemed to change for a second as he examined Addict, and for the first time in a while, she felt uncomfortable under his gaze. Her fingernails lightly raked against her thighs and she looked at the floor, “Do... do you want a piece of whatever I am?” she smirked slightly,

 

Her toes curled and she squeezed her eyes shut for a brief moment before she looked back over at Leon. Leon’s blue eyes were narrowed, but he didn’t speak and slowly his gaze dropped to the sheets below him. Addict’s hand tugged at the ruffed up edges of Leon's tank top, which still covered up her practically naked upper body, “Because... it’s alright if you do.”

 

Leon’s gaze forced itself back up to look at her, “What?”

 

“I’m tired of whatever innocence we keep telling ourselves we have between us.” Addict turned fully to face him, her leg tucking itself under her rear, “I am so physically and mentally frustrated by it I can’t stand it anymore.”

 

“That’s the whiskey talking, I bet you'd say the same thing to Chris.” Leon uncomfortably shifted as he saw Addict leaning towards him, “You wouldn’t be saying this stuff-“

 

“It’s not clouding my mind,” Addict proceeded to lean forward and rest her weight on her hand, “If anything its letting me speak my mind for once about something I have been denying myself for a long, long time...”

"Is that right?" Leon finally played into, leaning into her and making her blush this time, "Maybe I do want a piece of you, maybe I want all of you." 

Just as Addict was about to reply with a flirty remark, he took her by surprise by doing something rather vulgar, but it was enough to shut her up. He suddenly took a hold of her collar rather roughly, pulling her into him, her lips colliding as she was completely frozen to the spot. Her mind was desperately trying to connect the dots and instead it was just causing a short circuit. Her flirtatious-confidence on the contrary seemed to disappear as quickly as it had appeared, for she even started to kiss him back.

The world around her blurred as she looked into his eyes. Her arms reached up and tangled around his neck. She breathed in sharply and kissed him delicately, his arms encircling her waist drawing her in, his lips hungry for hers. Addict's Hands entangled themselves in his blond locks, and it took her breath away to realize his hair was softer than she had expected. They pulled away for a second.

 

Leon didn’t stop her as Addict neared him, it felt like slow motion. She was absolutely right, whether it was really her talking or the whiskey that was finally leaking out of her system, she spoke the truth. He could feel something odd between them for a while, not knowing what it was.

 

Addict's warm lips pressed up against his once again, making a tremor of indulgence pulse through his body. Addict rested her hand on his cheek and pushed up against him, Leon leaning back, letting her do her bidding. She swung her leg over him, straddling his waist as she kept her lips locked on his. One hand kept her elevated, her other caressed his chest and her fingernails gently scratching across the black-tank top clasped to his skin. He smelt so good and his skin was still moist from the shower he had just gotten out of. With what lingering ecstasy that was still left in her body, her senses still had some sort of sharpness to them. Scent, touch, taste; it was all so invigorating.

 

Leon’s hands couldn’t help but explore, even though his mind was still mildly against the situation he was in. His hands tingle at the touch of her soft legs, his fingers scaling up to the boundary that were her jagged shorts. Feeling her fingernails scraping down his shirt made his heart hasten; he desperately wanted to feel those nails on his bare skin. He could taste his favorite brand of whiskey on her lips; sudden flashbacks of the night on the island where he had pulled Addict into a compromising position. He may have been drunk, but he remembered that kiss they had. It was something he was never able to forget.

 

Addict finally broke the long kiss and leaned up, immediately stripping her vest off her upper body. She tossed it to the floor and stared down at him, her brown eyes vivid with anticipation. Leon’s jaw tightened at the look she was giving him; also not being able to tear his eyes from her shirtless composure. The only thing keeping her from being completely shirtless was that strapless bra hugging her. 

 It was going to be a long night indeed..

[froggy-hat-lover]

he’s younger than me, although mature for his age. surprisingly i’m fine with that. i don’t mind knowing that i’ll have to teach him a few things about relationships and love.

i don’t mind it at all. i’ve always thought loving and learning coexisted together. You learn to love someone and by discovering new things about them, you decide along the way if they’re the right fit.

he's nice to me. he loves me. i feel it so deeply that he does. thats so rare. i don't think i've felt that before, even with my past experiences. I've felt admired, i've felt liked but i've never felt loved this way. i love him too. although it is unfair that he gets this beat up version of my heart, i'm willing to mend it for him.

he's seen me at my worst, he's felt how its like when i build up my walls and push people away, push him away. he's seen me angry, distant, yet he's still here.

although i'm writing about how he treats me, words can't describe how much i love his soul. i would get lost in my thoughts if i ever found the freedom to think about how much i love him.

there’s so much to learn about each other, if i could love him this much, in this short period of time, i’m scared of the amount of affection and desire that could grow the more i learn about him.

he’s the fire that keeps my secretly cold heart warm. whenever i feel his touch, his warmth, i could feel my walls melting away and i seem to let it all go.

i have never experienced that with anyone ever. (A romantic lover) i suppose. there was always a front with them. but with him, its so so odd how much of a safe place he is for me.

i’ve always been a very loving person. so loving maybe too loving, i’ve been told. but the incidents in the past that have led me to become a lot colder. i feel upset with myself sometimes that i cannot give him that. the normal state of my heart. he deserves it.

writing about him right now, i could feel remnants of myself falling all over the place. that is how it feels to be with him. my knees go weak and my hearts beats faster and my eyes, i kid you not, sometimes black out. (i am anaemic and i have low blood pressure)

i think i could love him forever. i think. i hope. i pray.

i’ve dreamt to love like this and to be loved like this. i hope he stays this way and grows to be better and grows to have flaws that we’ll understand and fix together. as do i.

it feels like he’s taken the key to my heart and i don’t think i can get it back.

[junko-en0shima]

Hi, i hope doing good. Can i have Marauders Era matchup please. My name is Melike, 19 years old. I'm genderfluid, bisexual with male preference. A Libra, Infp, 5w4 if you interested. My house iş Slytherin. I have long black wavy hair. I have thick black eyebrows, brown eyes. I always have rosy cheeks. My body is curvy with very big chest and little tummy. Also i'm 172 cm. I always have poker face. Those who know me for the first time describe me as cold, quiet, scary and distant. I'm only close to two or three people. They describe me as cold, soft inside, calm, resourceful and knowledgeable. They say I make clever jokes and I'm the mom-friend. And i hate phsyical touch. My love language is words of affirmation. And I'm a switch in a relationship. If I talk about myself, I've always been on my own. I have family problems, I was never close with my father. Even though we are side by side with my mother, we are distant. I'm just my own mom and dad. That's why I've always focused on academic achievement for salvation. And I think I'm very good at it. My hobbies are drawing, sewing, writing and researching, especially about mythology, cultures, history, fashion. I always wear my headphones and listen to music. I like silence, soft colors, being alone, flowers (especially honeysuckle), spring and breeze. I don't like crowds, noise, children, loud talkers and shiny things. I always wear colorful clothes with floral prints. I also wear interesting earrings and different printed socks. And finally, I don't really have an ideal type. I love every person. I like the fact that there are different people.

Your match for Harry Potter is... James Potter!

He's always up to listen to you rumbling about your problems. He doesn't really like seeing you overworking to cope.

Sometimes he asks you to listen to music together, even during class (once a teacher caught you guys and you got in trouble romantically... that was fun).

He swears his heart melts whenever he sees you in a floral dress and also asks you to get matching printed socks.

His gifts are always honeysuckles or new clothes and accessories (mostly socks or earrings in soft colors).

[blurredlandscape]

Deep, dark and wet as jet black stones polished upon the shore of an ocean. Reflective and gleaming on the surface; tempestuous and unbridled underneath. Wells of night and farthest shade. They are black waters that swell and recede with their own hard won passions.

Moonlit, electric currents highlight the peaks and crests of your oceanic eyes. Perchance, to reveal the recessed shadows that thrive within them. Racing across your infinite irises.

I love to chase them.. the notions, yearnings, desires, needs that flit across them. But, they are elusive like darting, squirming fishes; submerged below your writhing tides in haste.

How terrifying your eyes become at times. Opressive and restrained. Still as death. Frightening, like placidity before the storm. Heavy. Daunting, as slammed wooden doors in the night. To keep more than the cold out. Shut in, as you're most certainly shut out.

Only to suddenly melt. Warm and soft as the plushest brown velvet. Fuzzy around the edges and mesmerizing. They almost seem to vibrate. It makes my heart race to see you so supple. My sense of reality escapes me at the roundness of your surrender. At the feeling in your eyes.

When aroused. Sensual in nature. Your eyes are like twin pools of liquid lust. They darken until the pupil succumbs; as it merges, blurring with your color. A color descending into the most beautiful black satin sheen. Midnight eyes that sparkle and glint. Hinting at world's and universes unseen. So much depth to them they frighten and entrance.

Your eyes, instinctive and powerful like undying devotion. Potency of ancient spells cast. Penetrating voids that consume the frivolity of light. No longer do they entertain the common. Those peasant trivialities and mundane trappings of life. They are fathomless, hungry holes that haunt my soul. Reflecting my internal desires. That drown me in their need for emergence. Their need to possess. They are starving and yet full.

Looking into them, my soul quakes and shudders. Becoming less and less my own. Trailing from my body, willfully unheeding. Betraying slut, Holy angel. Trembling viscerally. Needing to be full of you. Yearning to merge. Sweet torment found in the surrender.

Oh, the promises found in the depths of your eyes. The gales and strong tides threatening to roll me over. Take me under.. They drench me in ecstacy. Dragging me down until I find no bedrock.. My toes ever reaching. I’m falling.

Suddenly, I'm tumbling endlessly through your warm, midnight summer skies. Pinpoint pin pricks of starlit light, innumerable, swirl and spin in uncanny unison. A reverberant chord of chaos and symphony. Destruction intertwined with the very pulse of creation. How exquisite this fall..

I never again want to feel the firmness of the earth below my feet. The uprightness and erectness of it all because I no longer believe in it. The solid, stable line of the horizon lost to me forever and finally. I feel joy. For the first time I understand the world and all it's subtle meanings. Turned upside down from every perspective.

I realize I don't care about my home, hearth or origins. I am ensconced in this new plane of existence. Your eyes like a personal womb. Rebirth.

Without your eyes I think I would've died a thousand simple, small unrecognizable deaths. Still births of unrealization. My soul a tattered, remnant cloth upon a standard. Claiming some fort of no matter. Thinking itself to be when it is not.

But instead, the relentless beauty of your eyes cause me to experience unrivaled lives. Time and time again. My soul devoured and then reignited. Spat out amongst the ashes only to be set aflame. My hue reimagined. For it is your eyes that remind me of what it is to be alive.

[aerodaltonimperial]

Sit down, bitches, because we are going to talk about a show you should watch, and that show is Bad Buddy. And listen, I don't care if you don't speak Thai or you have never watched a BL drama before, LIFE IS FOR TRYING NEW THINGS amirite of course I'm right plus you can watch this shit subtitled for free on GMMTV's YouTube account there's no excuse LET ME TELL YOU WHY.

If you are new to the world of BL dramas they really run the gamut in terms of quality and while I am not an expert by any means I have watched a fairly decent variety of them from so bad I had to turn it off (TharnType) to legit great I will rewatch often (We Best Love) and most fall in between BUT NOT THIS ONE this one is fucking fantastic, 100000 gold stars, honestly did not expect but probably should have given how many people ended up reccing it. This drama is a roller coaster. It moves from absolutely bizarre zaniness to roundhouse kicking you in the fucking FACE and there were a number of times when an episode would end and I would be stuck staring at my black phone screen shell-shocked trying to figure out what just SHREDDED MY FUCKING INSIDES. BL dramas tend to fall into a number of tropes and that's sort of the first reason you need to watch this and that's because–

Number one, this drama is fully self-aware. Like, as in, they know exactly what they are and go hard with it??? They are tongue in cheek leaning into the fact that this is a BL and we all know it and we are going to laugh about it together DO YOU KNOW HOW RARE THAT IS one section of this went almost inception meta it was hilarious. The writers were like "Let's take every trope possible and put them all in here har har" and it's hilarious yet oddly delightful. AND YET there is one trope they refuse to use and–

Number two, there is no homophobia in this!!! GASP BUT KATY you say HOW CAN THIS BE A BL DRAMA WITHOUT HOMOPHOBIA shit son this is the year of our lord 2022 we just went through two years of a fucking pandemic AIN'T NO ONE GOT TIME FOR THAT SHIT ANYMORE. And the lack of internalized homophobia was so fucking refreshing it caught me off-guard I didn't even know how to deal WELCOME TO THE FUTURE??? And not only is there no homophobia, there is also BONUS WLW CONTENT with side characters and not just some bullshit throwaway lines for rep but actual legitimate WLW storyline with characters getting their own part of the plot WE LOVE TO SEE IT???? Shit son. 

Number three, ACTUAL GOOD REP. BL dramas are pretty famous for being written for a largely straight female audience and suffer greatly as a result in terms of ACTUAL QUEER REP but this was like FUCK ALL THAT and gave us EXPLICIT BI/PAN LEADS and honest conversations about sexuality and LISTEN WE STAN BI/PAN BL LEADS IN THIS HOUSE goddamn I'm in love. AND NOT ONLY THAT this drama took the absolute worst BL trope "I'm straight but I love you anyway", said it out loud, and then fucking harpooned it through the chest because it's bullshit and WE ALL KNOW IT'S BULLSHIT. These dramas tend to be pretty bland once romantic tension is lost BUT WAIT LET'S TALK ABOUT THAT IN THE NEXT POINT–

Number four, how. How did they build up this much fucking tension. How did they DO THAT it sneaks up on you and there are three things that made this possible which is a trifecta you RARELY see work this well in these dramas which is a good script, natural chemistry, and good acting, and I know this doesn't sound like we should be missing these but listen these are BL dramas they have one purpose and they tend to do the bare minimum with it BUT NOT THIS ONE and the script is number one here. I can't tell you how many times these dramas fizzle out after the leads get together and lose all individuality of characters in terms of weird awkward mushy stuff that feels super awkward and forced mostly because they usually give you ONE BIG SHOW OF INTIMACY and then nothing else but here we got??? Casual intimacy??? Characters that retained their personalities after??? This really was only possible with the leads having fun with it and genuinely liking each other and IT SHOWS. The script allowed them to be so fucking naturally intimate with each other it literally caused me pain inside what a ride ("was I good?" JESUS LET ME DIE SON) and also ep 5 lives rent free in my head forever now THANKS

NUMBER FIVE, the acting!!!! Nanon, one of the leads, is the BEST ACTOR I'VE EVER SEEN IN A BL DRAMA??? his delivery is so natural and so expressive and so believable fuck he out-acted half the god damn Avengers like what the FUCK bro. How???? Jesus I would watch him in anything he's FANTASTIC and so fucking likeable??? Wow. FLABBERGASTED let me tell you!!! And honestly that really just propelled this whole thing forward because a SHIT TON of his storyline is centered on–

Number six, THE FUCKING DEEP DIVE INTO GENERATIONAL TRAUMA INFLICTED BY PARENTS. Holy. shit. Like, you know it's there because it's a running undercurrent but this show is gonna make you forget for a little while while it goes absolutely batshit off the walls while you are like haha what am I even watching anymore and then when you do not see it coming it is going to PUT A GUN TO YOUR HEAD AND PULL THE TRIGGER AT POINT BLANK RANGE. Have fun with the FUCKING EMOTIONAL FALLOUT suckers!!!! WHAT THE FUCK. Like what?????? That was my HEART???? And you just DESTROYED IT??? shit. how. jesus.

Number seven, the other lead, Ohm, is very hot. The show knows he's hot. The actors know he is hot. The script knows he's hot. It's a running joke that he's hot. They're gonna give you a lot of shirtless scenes as a treat and at one point he is literally going to be pouring water on his own chest with a water bottle because WE ALL KNOW IT WORKS just enjoy it, we've had a shit couple of years, shhh.

Number eight is actually the worst part of the show and that's the absolutely horrible product placements required this is a Thai BL staple and there is honestly no way to not make them awkward and script-breaking but they really do their best to try and work them into things though at one point I legit think they just gave up LOL I FEEL YOU BRO those suck but if it means we keep getting shows online and subbed then fine we can suffer through those scenes.

NUMBER NINE, healthy supportive realistic sibling relationship. I swear it's a TV staple to have some dude with no siblings try to write realistic relationships and IT NEVER WORKS but this one completely did and it was SO REFRESHING as soon as one got dumpling forcibly shoved in their mouths I was like YES THAT'S SIBLINGS so A+++ would watch again I loved their scenes together

Look, at the end of the day, is this drama perfect no of course not it is absolutely ridiculous and I wish they had extended the will-they won't-they for longer because agony and pining keep me alive and nourished but is it great and does it deliver on some much-needed wholesome content to make you feel like maybe the world isn't on fire 24/7 YES YES IT DOES and we all just need more things to keep us from jettisoning ourselves off a fucking cliff you know

ANYWAY please watch this on GMMTV's YouTube so they get the hint that we want more shows like this and maybe they will throw us a bone and give us some extra after and pleaaaaaase because if we get more dramas with this level of depth and affection and writing and acting I will probably die a really happy person look I'll even give you the link to the first part because I'm a helpful person like that EP 1 PART 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4Hy7ZO_Np4

[ivesambrose]

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1.

You've prayed for them, manifested them into your life. You've asked and received.

They've broken tradition in some way. Either in their family, social group/community or they will be the one who breaks your usual type.

A very good listener. Has a penetrative gaze, their facial expressions are actually very emotive. You'd actually find it fascinating.

Anytime they're stressed they'll go and take a walk or be out in nature. They gather inspiration from there as well. They value they quiet time but they also work well with others. They know several people likely but trust very few. Probably have this same set of close friends for the past several years. They don't really open up easily but their aura is comforting. Pretty non judgemental and grounded.

A leader / has latent leadership qualities in a group setting. (can have a strong Aries or Mars influence in them)

Might be into puzzles, board games, putting things together.

Experimental and changes their look often. But they pull it off brilliantly.

Looks really good in red and / or white.

Strong morals, strong sense of right and wrong. They could be going through something but it's not easily visible on their face. Could have an air rising (gemini, libra or aquarius) or can keep a poker face.

Very attractive. Since they do change their appearance often they have definitely bleached their hair at one point. Fair skin with a sun-kissed glow / tan to them. Broad - strong shoulders, narrow waist, strong legs. Might have played sports or is good at sports. This is someone who learns things relatively quick given how attentive they are.

I'm tempted to say they have daddy vibes. Yes even if they identify as female. They have the BDE.

Ambivert but leaning a little more towards the introvert side. However in social settings they do handle things well given their confidence regardless of how shy they can be. However once you get to know them they'd be very quirky and funny around you. The kind to randomly do a weird tik tok challenge but for you/close friends/cuz they felt like it and not the camera

Cinematography, cinema, editing, photography.

Well travelled, street smart and knowledgeable.

They love hoarding knowledge, you'd be surprised.

You'll meet them when you leave a place/location or situation that's been causing you stress and giving you more anxiety and repression than peace and progress. Highly likely during travel or once you've relocated to some place.

2.

Sensual. So damn sensual and captivating. They look unreal sometimes honestly it's intimidating.

Something about their voice is downright so enchanting and sexy. You can't help but feel attracted to them, it's almost annoying how drawn you feel. (possible lilith rising, could have scorpio and taurus or capricorn placements) I mean I wouldn't be surprised if they sing, have an asmr channel, are a speaker, spokesperson or representative etc

Very dreamy, rather spiritual as well. They definitely have faith in something that they feel is above them. They seem a little prone to really vivid dreams as well as nightmares. Might even be a bit clairvoyant or Clairsentient.

Secure in their business and career might own a business actually. Thing is there is a lot of goals they want to accomplish. But they're not the kind to stall it, they actively go for it. They don't care, they'll achieve it. Especially if you tell them that they can't, then they definitely will. However their ambitions aren't the shallow kind, they really do want to leave a mark or simply express themselves for how they are on the inside.

Either they look like a complete softie, care bear, mom friend or they look like a siren or what Christian Grey thought he was or they have the aura Eric Draven had in The Crow or Maleficent carries. There's no in between. They switching positions like that Ariana song.

They have the most kissable lips.

Highly likely have tattoos because they love the sensation of getting inked.

Tall, lean, Dark hair, dark eyes, beauty spots, really nice hands. Look really good in every shade of blue and green, black (definitely black) and even certain floral or geometric prints. They may also like wearing accessories a lot.

For some reason I saw a crown.

Emotional and intense, they need a creative outlet of expression or they shut down. Like, I kid you not they need to at least once completely lose themselves in something then come home and pass out on the sofa.

Expect a lot of thoughtful random gifts and display of affections from them. They're a bit possesive, I almost feel they can be a little bratty but oh when they look at you, they have eyes only for you. Talking to them is finding a best friend from a life you have no knowledge of but yet it feels right.

Sincere

Trust

Romantic

Passionate

Beach baby / loves the water. Doesn't really like the cold as much.

They may have a pet? They seem to be very good with animals.

You'd meet them when you feel really good about yourself, you'd be really feeling yourself or would have achieved something. Making travel plans or setting your next goals it might even be night. It'll feel perfect actually, right it happened at the right time. You'd be getting signs though but I feel you'd be preparing yourself for other exciting stuff to take proper note of them and boom it happens.

3.

An explorer, a seeker, a student who wants to keep learning, keep being a ray of sunshine in everyone's life.

They seek their soul family/found family or would really want a family of their own someday. Very good with kids likely or at most, very patient with different types of people.

Honestly if they were a Pokémon they'd be bulbasaur.

Regardless of their age they're very youthful, the inner child is intact.

They might dress very vintage or old school. Very laid back actually. Also something about walking barefeet on wooden floors came up. They look they belong in a old photograph / polaroid almost. I'm not getting much on their looks besides they look like they belong in a painting or old polaroid. They feel like home, they feel like laying in a field and relishing the golden hour, they feel the the type whose hand you'd hold and run off with. Red and browns are definitely their color, they pull of the muted tones really well. (almost thought of Taylor Swift's Willow music video)

Might have a strong aquarius and capricorn influence in their chart as well.

Their upbringing may not have been in the best conditions but they've worked very hard or are working very hard to improve their quality of life or give back to their family in some way. In some way they've turned their life around. They did a full 180. Crazy.

Deep voice. Warm whispers.

Honey in tea.

Carnations, lilies and red grapes.

They'd like to celebrate the little victories in their life with you. They get happy over the simple things so much, I can just feel my heart melt because of this person and their smile. They're so affectionate and kind and it's making me tear up almost. Wow.

Also they smell really nice. Flowery notes maybe?

They love touching foreheads.

Might play an instrument or paint.

Honestly, I kid you not. They feel straight out of a fantasy book. The closest characters I can think of is Westley from Princess Bride, Aurora from Maleficent and Belle from Beauty and the beast.

You'll likely meet them when you've shut out something toxic in your life. You may not even be looking for love, this might be after a break up even, you may even be escaping a situation or be away from a gathering and be around New people / faces you aren't as familiar with when this happens. Your anxiety will ease around this person. You might even had a passing thought or dream of this scenario before it happens but you'll brush off the thought thinking that isn't possible or something, then you'll be in for a surprise regardless.

[the-lady-of-stars]

The one about the Gonk droid and the Comm

For @itsyellow ☺️

Crosshair x Reader

Peace, love and kisses for my man Crosshair bc boy does he deserve it after todays episode. No spoilers for TBB. No plot at all tbh just shameless love for grumpy man. Somebody give this man a kiss pls.

Warnings: Very brief non-explicit mention of sex near the end but nothing graphic at all it's just Wrecker poking fun at Cross and reader.

My inbox is still open for requests! See my earlier post for details :)

You left your bunk on the Maurauder just in time to watch Crosshair storm off the ship, lips pulled into a thin grimace.

You immediately turned to look at the rest of the boys, furrowing your brows in silent questioning. The sheepish smile on Wrecker's face told you enough about what had occurred.

As much as they loved each other, Wrecker's boistorous and loud personality often clashed with that of his silent and snarky brother, something which proved to be the starting point for many arguments when they were crowded together on such a small ship.

With a roll of your eyes you slipped out the ramp and headed over to your sniper who was now perched on top of a tall rock glaring out over the forest. You basked in the feeling of grass beneath your boots, enjoying the fresh air that the planet you had temporarily stopped on provided.

Crosshair, as you had expected, was polishing his rifle with a cloth, a habit he had formed to calm himself down. He paid you no notice as you settled next to him, just meticulously scrubbing at the rifle.

"Cross." No answer. "Look at me. Please?" you spoke softly and sweetly to him, not wanting to anger him any further. You knew his annoyance at Wrecker wouldn't last long, it never did, but when he was angry Crosshair was a ticking bomb.

The sniper huffed out a sigh, carefully placing his rifle down before turning to meet your gaze. You smiled at him, and Crosshair immediately felt his irritation melting away at the tenderness in your eyes.

"What happened back there?" you asked tentatively.

He groaned, scowling at the memory. "Wrecker was weightlifting that karking gonk-droid again and he slammed it down on my comm. I'd only taken it off for a second before he crushed it. Tech's got it now, but there's only so much you can do to fix a pile of scrap metal with sparks coming out of it."

You choked lightly, trying to hide your laughter under the guise of a cough.

"Oh, think that's funny do you?"

Crosshair tried to get up to storm off yet again but you grabbed his wrist and lightly tugged him back down.

"Hey, hey no. 'S not funny. Not at all," once again you barely concealed a snort, resulting in the sniper rolling his eyes back. You didn't miss, however, the way his mouth began to form a grin.

Crosshair sighed to himself, finding his thoughts drifting to how you were his weak spot, how something about you brought him a feeling of peace that no other could.

He shook his head with a huff of laughter, finally seeing the humorous side as his anger faded.

"Gonna kill 'im," he grumbled, turning to face you and taking your hands in his.

You laughed openly this time, and Crosshair felt his heart skip a beat at the sound. Tech had described him as 'wrapped around your finger' a few days ago, and as much as he hated to admit it, his little brother was right.

Cross smiled, playing absentmindedly with your fingers as you sat cross-legged facing each other.

"I'm sure he didn't mean to drop it on your comm, Cross," you reassured with a smile.

"Eh, I know. Doesn't make the sheb-head any less annoying though."

You snickered then lifted his hands to your face, pressing a soft kiss against the knuckles of each one. Crosshair found himself in a trance, feeling his skin heat up as your plush lips skimmed across his hands.

He slid one hand out of your grasp to reach up and gently cup your jaw, running a thumb over your cheek. His breath caught in his throat as you leaned into his touch, your eyes fluttering closed. You tilted your head to the side to press a kiss to his palm. In return, Cross pulled the hand he was still holding to his lips and mirrored your previous actions, trailing kisses across the peaks of your knuckles.

It didn't matter how Crosshair liked to portray himself to outsiders. The second you came close to him he would always drop his cold and bitter facade in exchange for tenderness and passion.

"I love you," he breathed against your skin, barely audible but still music to your ears.

"I love you too, Cross. More than you'll ever know."

He exhaled deeply before shifting closer to you, lifting both hands now to cup your jaw and pull you in for a kiss. There was no rushing this time, no swift kisses stolen when his brothers weren't looking, no rapid pecks before charging into gunfire, there was just pure emotion.

Crosshair didn't need to use words to tell you how he felt. The way he tilted his head to swipe his lips oh so perfectly against yours told you enough, and you found yourself reaching behind his neck to pull him closer. You lowered one hand to rest it flat over his heart, feeling how strongly it pounded, how fast it jumped. You'd be lying if you said you were in any better state. His tongue lightly traced your bottom lip before he tugged on it with his teeth playfully, grinning.

He wormed his hands under your thighs and scooped you up into his lap, deepening the kiss. Crosshair felt high in that moment, caught up in the taste of your lips and the way your soft skin nuzzled against his. Your hands clutched the back of the collar of his blacks at the base of his neck, keeping him secure and close as you could.

The two of you were so caught up in the moment, in fact, that you failed to notice Wrecker bounding towards you until he practically roared out Crosshair's name in joy. He groaned deeply, his annoyance at his brother returning at being interrupted.

"What, Wrecker? Can't you see we're a little busy here?" he spoke sharply, turning his attention to the large man who was parading Crosshair's comm up in the air at the end of an extended arm.

"Tech fixed it! See? Good as new!" he bellowed, waving it around.

Crosshair groaned, reaching out to snatch it from his brother's grip before he went and broke it again.

"That's great, Wrecker. Now. D'you mind?" he sharply motioned his head in the direction of the Marauder, signalling his brother to return and leave him alone.

Wrecker convulsed with laughter at this, clutching his sides.

"Yeah, sure! I'll leave you alone so you can keep makin' out with your girl. Don't have too much fun though. Me and the boys are only over there in the ship and we sure as kriff don't wanna hear anything like we did the other night from your bunk."

You choked at this, turning to hide your face from Wrecker in embarassment, naturally only sending him into another fit of laughter.

"Wrecker!" Crosshair howled, pointing a finger aggressively at the Marauder.

"Alright, alright, I'm goin'." Wrecker chuckled, turning to depart for the ship but not before shooting you a heavy wink.

You groaned, hiding your face in Crosshair's neck. "I don't think I'm ever going to be able to show my face to your brothers again."

Cross' chest shook in laughter. "Oh well, they'll get used to it."

[medifilia]

Precious Love [Obey Me! Satan x Reader]

Love?

Could it happen to me too?

When will it be? Who will it be?

Will love come to me someday? I couldn't wait for that moment to arrive. Is it going to be like any other romance film I've seen? I sincerely hope so.

Back then, I was just imagining and dreaming about such things. I was struck by how much this love affects individuals. Isn't it wonderful to be in love? However, you should not expect all love to be rainbows and cupcakes. That is why some stories have both tragic and happy endings.

My feet kissing the ground and footsteps reverberate in my ears as I walk down the sidewalk. My hair is being blown by the wind, and I am feeling the warm breeze slap against my skin, making me feel like I am in the filming scene, and I am the main character of the story. Today, I'm heading to the library because my most-anticipated book has just been released, and it's a limited edition, so I'll have to hurry, and I'm hoping Lady Luck is smiling on me today.

I could see the bookshop from a short distance away, and not only that, but I could also see individuals coming in and out of the bookstore's door. I could also tell that a large number of people were arriving, and I assume they were waiting for this freshly released book to be added to the library. The author of the book I'm talking about is well-known, and his work is excellent. It's no surprise that so many people want to buy this new book.

As I go into the bookstore, I am greeted by a cool breeze from the air conditioning. Because of my beige trench coat, I didn't get too cold. I choose to wear black skinny jeans with a loose peach short sleeve chiffon top and white sneakers. I don't have a great fashion sense, but I think this one made me look even better.

The source of light from the outside peeking through the posters and the curtains of the quaint bookstore. The book shelves are beautifully organised, and the smell of the books lingers in my nostrils. I enjoy the fragrance of books as much as the smell of petrichor. To be honest, I didn't enjoy reading novels at the time. When my life and perceptions changed, everything changed. When they sent me to the Devildom as part of an exchange student program, everything changed in the blink of an eye. And then there's this one person who had a significant influence on my life. I had not anticipated falling in love with a demon. Especially Satan, the demon who bears the title of Avatar of Wrath.

I walked to the last section of the bookshelves and went through each shelf, trying to find my objectives here. Then my eyes caught sight of the book I'd been looking for. I walked in that direction right away, and I can see that there is only one left. ‘Ahhh! Thankfully, I arrived just in time. You’re mine now~!’ 

I reached for the book with my dominant hand, but it was taken by someone else before I could grab it. I shifted my sight to the person who had caught my eye, but I didn't expect to find him here. Satan. ‘What is he doing here in the human world?' Instead of thinking about why he's here, my heart begins to dance around in my circulatory system. Before summoning the guts to speak with him, I swallowed a lump in my throat. “Satan?”

'Of course, it's Satan himself. Why am I interrogating it as if I'm confirming whether or not it's actually him?'

“What are you doing here?” I questioned. Instead of responding to my query, he simply stared at me down. Oh, God, please don't let him melt me right now. “What do you think, why am I here?” He responded with a question.

5 years ago…    

“It doesn’t matter if I am a demon and you’re a human. The only matter is that we’re both in love with each other,” Satan stated earnestly, as if he wasn't himself, but this is Satan speaking. His tender and sweet smile curved on his lips as he said, "I love you, MC." I could tell it was a genuine smile rather than a ruse. It's unusual to see Satan smiling like this.

Satan moved closer to me, reaching both of my hands. His emerald eyes lingered for a moment in my hands, rubbing them with his thumbs. We’re now at the very top where you can see the whole Devildom. The darkness of this world and the lights of each place made the Devildom look very beautiful. And this whole place made the situation more romantic. The wind blows my hair, same with Satan. I'm not going to deny that he is extremely attractive. The way the wind blew through his hair added to his allure.

“I’ll ask you a question, MC. Will you be my girlfriend?” When Satan asked the question, he was peering intensely into my eyes. I'm sorry, but I can't help myself. The allure of the tempest rising in those damnable eyes draws me in. “Isn't this what people do when they admire someone in the human world?” Rather than responding to his follow-up inquiry, I simply stared at him, blinking a few times. I was attempting to comprehend what he had just said. Yes, we both know we're head over heels in love with each other, and he's my ultimate crush. “So, what would your response be? It's fine if you don't want to—”

“Yes! Yes, Satan, my answer is yes!” I interrupted him. I could hear my heart wailing, and I prayed that Satan wouldn't hear it. It's screaming at me that I made the right choice. He takes a step forward and brushes his hand on my left cheek. I also touched his hand resting on my cheek and I found it to be quite soft and warm. I even closed my eyes so I could feel his warmth and affection.  Love… I like this love so much.

“Do you mind if I kiss you?” Satan inquired, and I opened my eyes to meet his two lovely emerald orbs. As an answer, I grabbed his nape and brought his head closer to mine, our lips mashed together. His lips are as soft as cotton candy and as warm as a freshly baked pancake. Between kisses, we closed our eyes and felt the thrill. I enjoyed how the kiss was slow and passionate. “You’re mine now.” He breathed between our lips and wiped my lips with his thumb.

Present…

Satan flashes a blinding smile; it's like sunlight: dazzling and blinding, yet wonderful because it brings light into your existence. “I hate to say this, but I’ve missed you.” He averted his attention from me, a reddish tint noticeable on his cheeks. “I really missed you.” 

‘Aww! He’s blushing. How cute! ’ 

“And of course… for this book too,” he said, pointing his forefinger on the book that we are vying for.

I put my arms around his shoulders and smiled sweetly at him, sensing that he was heating up. “Fine! You can have it,” I said, fixing some strands of his blonde hair. “But you want it, right?”  Satan asks for confirmation, and his long arms wrap around my waist, drawing me closer to him. I could feel my cheeks getting hotter as a result of what he had done. But I'm delighted no one is coming in this portion; I did see one person, but they stepped back as soon as they noticed us. ‘Ahhh! This is kinda embarrassing’

“Yeah, but if you want it, go ahead and take it,” I said, returning to my former stance. I assume Satan is pondering something when he places his forefinger on his chin; this little habit of his is so appealing, and I admire everything about him. “Hmmm… what about we go to your place and read this together? You know…uhh… we c-cuddles while reading this.” There again, he’s blushing. “Of course, we could do that!”  I walked to his side and clung to his arm. “Let’s go! Let’s pay for it and before we can go to my place, let’s buy some snacks of course.”