#i'm like not normal rn😅

[imrllytootiredforthis]

I want to face fuck every skz member 💔💔

so real😵‍💫

[screwpinecaprice]

AT with @dragonuva!

This absolute unit, Imp Steven. 😁 I super love drawing himmmm!

Just some more rambling about the possible future of my regular commissions under the cut.

As my laptop got (fixed?) adjusted recently, I've used this opportunity to try out if it can now handle regular commission work. It started to show something's up on the mild rendering process but the lag and laptop heating didn't actually got that bad until a bit further in the full rendering process. Still has a limitation it seems. I'm planning on testing it a second time on a different piece, then I'll decide whether regular commissions will be fully back the next month or not.

[nebulein]

The cat already changed his insta header to the senators 😭😭

"Shit." It just occurred to him.

"What," Dylan asks, stretched out on the couch next to him, not looking up from his doomscrolling on Twitter. At least some things never change.

Alex bites his lip. "I'm gonna have to do an Insta post, won't I?"

"Oh, yeah." Dylan looks irritatingly unbothered by the revelation. Alex kicks his ankle. At least that gets Dylan to look at him, even if he's making an outraged 'what was that for' face.

"I don't even know what to say!"

Sure, there'd been rumors for months, but it's the NHL. When weren't there rumors. Alex had somehow, stupidly, foolishly, always thought he'd be a part of whatever rebuild would be happening. Well. Looks like Kyle had had other plans. Maybe Alex should've put more stock in the increasingly pinched looks Jonny had been wearing after every meeting with the FO, but it's a moot point now.

"Oh, pssh, that's easy. I basically had a draft sitting ready in my notes since forever," Dylan waves him off, face already buried in his Twitter timeline again. "I wanna thank the team and the fans for an amazing time in Chicago," he drones on, voice entirely flat like he's reading this out, except Alex can see that all Dylan's got open right now is a video of Noodle. Apparently it's a super bones day. "And then you go on, like, super excited to come play in," Dylan frowns, faltering.

"Ottawa," Alex supplies.

"Ottawa," Dylan repeats, like it's the first time he's heard it, like Alex hasn't been freaking out about this trade for the last hour and a half.

"How's your own talks going?" Alex asks more to keep Dylan talking than anything. He still doesn't know how to feel about this damn trade. "And send me that draft, will ya?"

"Yeah, sure." Dylan nods absently, chewing on the drawstring of his hoodie, tapping away on his phone before throwing it to the side with a huff, finally looking at Alex. "You know how talks are going, man, there are no talks."

It used to make Alex' heart sink. Now, though, it's maybe not so bad. Alex won't be in Chicago anymore anyways, there's really no reason for Dylan to stay here any longer, either. Not when the Hawks never could see what they had in Dylan.

Alex's phone buzzes with a text. He pulls up the notes app, copies over what Dylan has sent him and starts editing to make it sound like himself. It's a good starting point. Alex very carefully doesn't think about what it means that Dylan has had this draft on his phone since who knows how long, ready to whip it out whenever. All it's missing is the new team name. He deletes the XXXs, fills it in with 'Senators' instead.

Dylan's an RFA, but with the Hawks not even offer sheeting him he's basically free to sign wherever.

"What does Morris say?"

Dylan sighs. "That we'll talk next week. But he asked if I had any, like, destinations in mind."

Dylan makes a face. Alex hums in agreement. He doesn't want to move, either. The mere idea of having to pack up this whole house, with Archie and Burt and Ralph, and move it all to a whole different country... it's a lot.

Still. Ottawa isn't the worst place in the world. And then Alex has an idea. It doesn't take him long to find it, there's always someone quick to do those jersey swaps and Alex only feels a little bad swiping the picture without asking. This is more important though.

By the time he's done he's got a post on Instagram thanking the Hawks for five wonderful years, likes count already going up as Alex watches, and a shiny new Insta bio and profile pic. At least this way Dylan will hopefully remember who Alex plays for now.

"How do you feel about moving to Canada?"

[ferociouslycreativemystery]

Me: I'm fine about my autism now btw, like I've come to terms with my fixated interests, limited tolerances and social inabilities. The alienation it brings is not ideal but it's just a reality I've gotta deal with now that I know it's just a part of who I am. I mean, it's not like an awkward conversation is gonna ruin anyone's life, is it? We'll both move on from it eventually. This is fine!

Also me: physically unable to watch beyond the first word of the first question of The Assembly because oh my god what if someone says something awkward or controversial or someone can't make themselves understood people are gonna get mad and scream about it online and I will freeze up and be stuck in the backlash forever I don't know how to handle conflict AT ALL let's just hide in the corner behind the sofa instead wait what if I became a hermit actually yeah yeah yeah that sounds good let's do that

[sweeterlovers]

sweetest girl ✧ oscar piastri

pairings: oscar piastri x female student reader

summary: reader and oscar launch their relationship and everyone loves them!

face claim: lotta stichler

warnings: curse words

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f1couples mclaren driver oscar piastri seen walking with a girl in london. new wag?!??

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user6 hold up ✋✋

user12 AWWWW

landonorris this you oscarpiastri ????

↳ oscarpiastri 👨‍🦯👨‍🦯👨‍🦯

↳ user09 LMFAOO

↳ user23 HE IS SO UNSERIOUS

user9 girlfriend effect is real

user167 WE NEED NAMES!!!!

↳ user66 someone needs to stalk rn

user871 booking a flight to london as we speak

↳ user11 can i join??

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oscarpiastri resting & recharging 👍😄

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user78 SHE IS SO PRETTY

user89 oscar tryna soft launch over here

user111 unbothered king 👨‍🦯👨‍🦯

↳ oscarpiastri what can i say ;)

↳ user111 IFNEBSBB OMG HE REPLIED

landonorris i want some pastries mr piastri

↳ oscarpiastri she says to come over

↳ landonorris driving as we speak

↳ yourusername put your phone down pls!! p.s don't get into an accident!!!

↳ user085 SHE IS SUCH A MOM

user099 living for them

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f1couples here is some info on oscar piastri's rumored girlfriend: her name is your name & last name and her insta account is yourusername but it is a private account. she is a student at university of oxford and she is majoring in history and english literature. she is 21 years old and was born in london!

tagged oscarpiastri & yourusername

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user67 SO SHE IS SMART!!

user0134 you would've thought he would go for some model or something not some normal college student...

↳ user13754 first of all what the fuck??? oscar isn't required to date a model and if they're happy they're happy. and so what if she is in college and isn't famouse, there isn't anything wrong with that.

↳ oscarpiastri ^^^^^

user23 she is so pretty!

user90 she looks so sweet!

↳ user3 literally! she looks like she would be the mom friend!!

↳ yourusername i try :))

↳ user3 OMG YOU REPLIED!! UR SO PRETTY AH

↳ yourusername thank you sm!! your so sweet 🤍🤍

user7 love them love them

yourusername omg how did you guys find all of this information about me 😅😅

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yourusername i have over 1,000 people requesting to follow me...not sure what to do so i went shopping!

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yourfriend when in doubt shop it out 🙏

↳ yourusername my new motto!!!!!

oscarpiastri pretty girl 🤩

↳ yourusername 😚😚😚

↳ yourfriend btw she is giggling and blushing rn

↳ oscarpiastri is she now?

↳ yourusername no she is not 😅

↳ yourfriend LIAR

landonorris you should come to the race this weekend!!

↳ yourusername if i finish my work then maybeeee

↳ oscarpiastri PLEASEE COME

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oscarpiastri

oscarpiastri facetimes with my girl 💗💗

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yourusername ARE THOSE THE BOOKS ON MY WISHLIST??

↳ oscarpiastri maybeeee

user8 girlfriend effect is rea

landonorris since when do you read?

↳ oscarpiastri i don't they are for yourname

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yourusername back with pookie and we made cinnamon rolls 😊😊

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user08 SHE MADE HER ACCOUNT PUBLIC!

user86 those cinnamon rolls look so good omg

↳ landonorris they taste like HEAVEN

oscarpiastri you are such a cinnamon roll :))

↳ yourusername no more cinnamon rolls for you then

↳ oscarpiastri NO IM SORRY PLS I LOVE U

↳ user8 cuties

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oscarpiastri she's back 😚😚

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user55 his instagram is slowly turning into a fan account for his gf and i love it

user997 he is such a book boyfriend

↳ yourusername that's what i'm saying !!!!!!

yourfriend you guys are so in love it's disgusting

↳ yourusername we love you too 💗

yourusername thank you to my mans 👏

↳ oscarpiastri thank u

user01 how did you guys meet??

↳ yourusername we met at a barnes and nobles!!

↳ user71 ROM COM CODED

↳ yourusername i love our meet cute ☺️

↳ oscarpiastri a what now?

↳ yourfriend educate yourself sir

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yourusername you are the best thing that's ever been mine 💌💌💌

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oscarpiastri i don't wanna look at anything else now that i saw you 🤍

↳ yourusername i don't wanna think of anything else now that i thought of you

landonorris my parents guys

↳ yourusername 👨‍👩‍👦👨‍👩‍👦

user019 they are my roman empire

↳ user08 if they ever break up i won't believe in love

↳ user86 i will not be a child of divorce 🤝

authors note: i love this smau sm!! might even do a part two because i love them 😊

[redishflavor]

if you saw the other one no you didn't

someone's John dory ask got eaten and I can't find my previous draft on it 😔

A/N -> I'll be starting school soon again so I won't be able to write as many fanfics as right now, but still send it requests! I just won't be able to publish them as fast as before 😅

but anyways (this is way longer than my last one damn)

John dory x reader headcanons

okay let's get one thing straight

this man has been in the wild for over idk how many years

he probably is secretly touch starved

and he's probably really bad at flirting

let's say this is after the events of TBT, so he's back in society again (probably)

hes bumped into you a few times and during those few times it was just some small talk here and there

but then when he bumped into you again he decided to flirt

with a terrible pick up line

after he said that he gave a look that was like "Yep, still got it"

he does not got it

you just looked at him, looked away and snorted

he thinks it's working

it might be

without him asking, you gave him your number on a peice of paper

there was a small not under the number (yall choose idk what to put) with a small heart at the end

(ur stinky but funny ❤️) (I sorry I had to😭😭)

he didn't read the note, he js put it on his wall in a frame

he was the first to text you

just a simple "Hi this is John dory"

and you know how some people type something but not send it?

he did that

"PLEASE PLEASE DATE ME 🙏🙏" then he deleted it to respond 'normally' to your text

after a few weeks of talking to each other you were the first to ask if he wanted to go on a date

he probably has never responded so fast to someone on his life

I js had to add this but he probably lost his other glove bc Rhonda ate it

anyways back on track

the first date you two went on was at a small Cafe (idk I panicked😭)

you two talked about a hunch of stuff but then settled on the topic of bands

one of your favorite band was BroZone

his eyes visibly lit up at the word BroZone

asks a bunch on questions like "who's your favorite band member" or "what's you favorite song"

takes his SWEET TIME telling you he's THE John Dory from BroZone

so many questions from both him and you

but after that date he offers to walk you home

and that's also how he got your address

a few more dates later he's the one to make the first move

a small text saying to meet him up at the Cafe they had their first date in

hes already there looking a bit flustered

after you two sit down he asks if you want to date

and that's how yall start dating (I am so sleepy rn guys)

every now and then he would send small gifts to you like flowers, candies, anything that reminds him of you at almost any store he goes to

he likes compliments, both giving and receiving them

when he's spending the day at your place he likes to cuddle with you

or hold you in any way

hug, hand holding, any touch basically

LOVES when you kiss him

like pepper him with kisses and he's melting

grab a bucket and mop he's gone

when he first introduced you to his brothers they had many questions

when Poppy met you (probably through Branch)

you two both bonded over dating a member of brozone

as you and Poppy were fangirling over them JD just looked at you lovingly

like he almost forgot his brothers were there

he loves you too much

he also gets you free tickets and backstage passes to every single one of BroZone's concerts

you've never missed a single concert

and you have way to much merch (mostly JD's merch) (and it's signed with his signature)

I think I might end it here bc I'm running out of ideas and any longer to post this would end up taking longer to post because school starts in like 2 says for me 😭😭 anyways I hope this was good for whoever asked this and again so sorry I lost your ask! I hope you have a great day/night!!

[johnslittlespoon]

thinking unholy thoughts of gale making john come untouched with only his fingers in the biker au… maybe john didn’t even know it was possible so when gale keeps going he gets confused and is like “i’m good im ready” but gale keeps going 😅

au post | ohhh man okay. yeah feeling super extremely sane and normal about this, never been better! thanks! ~2k words of nsfw filth below the cut sighhhh

okay, prefaced with a little more world building in my last post since we're really diving into this au now LOL. ofc things might change when i actually write it, but this is how i'm feeling things will go rn!

re: 'maybe john didn't even know it was possible'– like i said in the drabble before this, he's fooled around a little with curt, but nothing more than getting a bit handsy. he's had a girlfriend for around a year, so they were probably serious enough to get up to things too, but straight sex is very different from gay sex obviously.

the internet exists, and during the time john is pining(thirsting) over gale, he probably does his fair share of googling 'blond man with tattoos fucks brunet man', but really he's kinda intimidated by a lot of stuff, so he doesn't delve too deep into that world. when he and gale start seeing each other and john realizes they're gonna move past making out eventually (because gale is almost such a gentleman sometimes that john wants to bash his head in in his impatience), he probably psychs himself out a bit and gets into his own head and is like fuck.

gale's had years to gain experience and what if he's not good enough or does something stupid or or or, on and on. obviously these worries are completely unfounded because gale adores him and would never pressure him and doesn't expect them to just jump right into things; half of the reason he probably drags things out is because he wants to be absolutely certain things are on john's terms, and that john's not just being horny and impulsive.

john probably ends up trying to do some research so he can yk. pick up some tips, because he's got all the enthusiasm he needs when he thinks about getting to drop to his knees for gale, but he has no idea what he's doing and he doesn't realize everyone learns as they go because he's dumb (/fond) and overthinks everything. (whatever he ends up learning doesn't matter anyway, because all coherent thought leaves his head when they do start doing stuff together and gale is so encouraging and easygoing that he feels ridiculous for ever worrying.)

all that is to say that yeah, he's got like no firsthand experience when it comes to anything past the basics or anything he hasn't been doing by himself. everything is fresh and exciting and as much as he loves just hanging around gale, he's also always needy and horny (gets told he's "insatiable" quite a few times by gale) so they get up to a lot of shit and it's unfair how good gale is in bed and how he knows exactly which buttons to press to get john worked up.

at the time this incident happens, gale's already fingered john a few times, but it's always just as a build up/foreplay, usually followed or joined with gale's other hand or lips around john's cock. they haven't had sex yet, and it feels really nice when gale does this, but john always just kinda sees it as foreplay and it doesn't last for long.

so when gale's got john laid in his bed one sunny afternoon and they're making out and john starts getting whiny and squirmy from the stimulation of his fingers in him, and gale doesn't switch things up like he usually does, john's heart leaps because in his mind, surely gale's getting him ready for something else.

but he's frustrated because it feels like gale's purposefully avoiding hitting right where he needs him to, pants out gale's name against his lips, grasping the back of gale's shirt. starts rocking his hips down against his fingers, seeking it out, and gale rumbles out a "needy thing" before pressing a kiss to his cheek and crawling down the length of his body, settling himself between john's legs.

john props himself up on his elbows to watch, cheeks flushed and eyelids heavy, digging his fingers into the blanket instead. he lets out a little whine at the slow drag of gale's fingers, and that finally makes him cave, crooking his fingers just right, and john's lips part at the way the sudden surge of pleasure zings up his spine.

lets his elbows slide out from underneath himself, dropping back down into the pillow, satisfied he's finally getting what he's been waiting for since gale worked him open ten minutes ago. he waits for stimulation on his cock to join the fingers in him as usual, assuming that's why gale moved to lay there, but gale just keeps up the slow in and out and consistent brushes against his prostate and its embarrassing how much he's leaking all over his own stomach.

but then he has the thought that maybe gale's actually properly prepping him and his cock twitches and his breath catches and he props himself up again to find gale already watching him. he waits expectantly, too shy to ask, and gale doesn't offer him any confirmation, just pressing gentle kisses to his thighs and smiling when john's hips start to roll down against his fingers again.

john thinks that maybe gale's waiting for him to say he's ready, since he does often make him ask for what he wants, so even as his cheeks go hot, he gets out a breathy "gale, i'm– that's good, 'm ready."

but gale only chuckles quietly, nipping at his thigh to feel it twitch away, watching john in a way that makes him feel somehow even more exposed than he already is, and now he's even more confused and he feels like he's melting into the bed and gale's putting a little more pressure into each crook of his fingers and the sounds he's making are so whiny and high pitched that he wants to cover his own ears out of embarrassment.

"does it feel good, doll?" gale purrs, dragging john's eyes back to him, and he nods, twisting his hands in the blankets harder. it does feel good, enough so that heat is pooling in his stomach in a way that's both familiar and foreign, the sensation all different with no friction against his dick.

gale's working his hand a little faster and john's face burns at the realization that he's being finger–fucked like a girl and he drops back into the pillows, arms going too weak to hold himself up. his thighs are starting to tremble and gale murmurs that he's "making such a mess on yourself, baby, look at you" and john immediately reaches down to take his dick in his hand, but gale catches his wrist with his free hand, slowing his movements down, much to john's dismay.

"no hands today, john," he says gently, letting go of his wrist. "i want you to keep them at your side for me, can you do that?"

and john lets out a near hysterical noise but he obliges, grabbing fistfuls of the blanket again, head spinning at being given an instruction, biting down on the inside of his cheek when gale speeds his fingers up again with a "good job, baby."

the heat builds and builds as gale's fingers hit right where they need to each time, and it feels like he's just hanging on the edge of an orgasm for so long, unable to tip over that edge, eyes blurring over from how overwhelming the drawn out sweet–hot pleasure is. he's mindlessly rocking his hips down and panting out little "ah ah ah"s with each thrust of gale's fingers and he's so close to lifting his hand from his side when a sob of frustration slips out.

but gale presses his lips to his thigh again, sucking at the sensitive skin there, pulls back to murmur a stream of "c'mon sweet thing, come on my fingers, show me how good you feel, you can do it" and john chokes out a cry as he clenches around his fingers and comes so hard he nearly blacks out, back arching and hips stuttering up like he can get friction that way.

gale's hand chases his jerking movements, continuing to fuck him on his fingers as john paints his own stomach, cock pulsing, feeling like he's just going to keep coming and coming, mewling desperately and shaking like a leaf and seeing stars behind his closed eyelids.

he closes his thighs against gale's sides when it starts to be too much, hands shaking when reaches down to tiredly push at him, hips stuttering away from the stimulation, hiccupping as he tries to catch his breath. he can feel hot tears soaking into the hair at his temples, lips parted in surprise, shuddering when gale lets his movements slow down until his fingers go still.

john whines when he pulls them out, despite his efforts to squirm away from them moments before, and gale presses a kiss to his hip before he crawls back up his body, cupping john's face with the hand not covered in lube, and john's eyes flutter open, bleary when they focus in on the expression of awe on gale's face.

"fuck, john," gale sounds almost as breathless as him. "you're crying, baby. was that okay?" john nods shakily, tilting his chin up for a kiss, and gale leans down without missing a beat, kissing him so deep it feels like he wants to devour him. mumbles "you have no idea what you do to me" against john's lips, brushing his fingers over the tear streaks on either side of his face, peppering his red cheeks with light kisses before pulling back again.

"felt good?" he murmurs, and john chokes out a laugh at the understatement, draping his wrist over his forehead. "really good," he breathes out, flushing when he opens his mouth again, "didn't know that was, um. a thing." and gale half laughs, half groans at the admission, rolling his hips down, and john sucks in a sharp breath at the drag of his pants, cock twitching even after all that.

gale doesn't mind; he's more than happy to watch his pretty boy fall apart on his fingers, mouth, cock, as many times as john lets him.

[factual-fantasy]

10 asks! Thank you! :}} 🫶

@octonauts16

I've heard good things about it, buuut it's not really my taste.. <:/ I don't intend to watch it..

:DDD THANK YOU!! :}}}

@minnesotamedic186

Sorry, fanfiction is a no-go as well.. 😔

Thank you! And ruling the world sounds like a lot of work! All I wanna do is feel better and get back to my normal life 🥺

@illogically-austere (Related to this post..?)

Ugh.. always disappointing to hear.. thanks for letting me know. <:) 👍

@ratburgar

@pink088

I'm not exhausted because I'm overworking myself, I'm exhausted because I'm batting unknown health problems- 💀💀💀 all I've been doing for months is resting, Tumblr is nice break from all the stress going on irl rn <:/

@chaotic-public-menace

Good morning! And tbh that's my mood as well 😅💀

I've actually seen some of those movies! :00 if I had the choice, I'd go back and watch Rise of the Guardians again. Such a cool movie ✨💞✨

WAAAAASOBNIG THATS SO KINDDDD 😭😭💞✨💞 THANK YOU SO MUCH!! 😭😭💖💖

@chaoticartenthusiast

AAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DD I'm so glad you've liked my pokemon stuff! :}}}

Thank you! :}} And currently, no.. I don't plan on drawing any Octonauts fanart anytime soon. But that's not to say I'll never draw it again. I'm just taking a break for now! <:}

[guilty-pleasures21]

hellO IT IS I! First off I'd like to start by saying hi! I love your writings; you are my favorite long story writer, and I want to STEAL your creative abilities. Reading one of your series rn actually :D

Just wanted to say that before I tell you: if you aren't taking requests or something in this makes you uncomfortable to just discard. OKAY NOW I HAVE AN IDEA

It's another Miguel fic where reader is also spidey. She's actually one of the more techy ones! Imagine engineer from tf2 but not necessarily Texan and can make things so advanced they nearly trump Miguel's devices, plus she has her own office/shop in the society where she makes stuff for other spideys. Reader can make almost anything with enough time and materials. The funky part is: she's really clumsy. Not like "oh no I dropped this stack of papers" clumsy. I mean ENGINEER CLUMSY. She'll hit her head on things, fall, get hit real bad in battle, eat a not-fully-cooked chicken sandwich, and every time she gets back up like it was nothing because she has high constitution. I'm talking slung across a room in battle, Miguel is screaming her name in concern, and she just. Gets up. And brushes dust off her spidey suit. Or she'll be up somewhere, fall from really high, die for a sec, then get up like nothing happened and go on normally.

Thank you for hearing me, I bow my head to you. Apologies if this was too long. Respect to your efforts, and have a good day/night!

AHHHHH!!! I don't know if you'd believe it, but this is my first Miguel request 🤩!! I don't get a lot of requests, so I'm really happy to take them! It gives me a chance to practise my creative writing skills and also a boost whenever I have writer's block (which happens A LOT as you can probably tell by how up and down my posting is 😅).

Thank you for the compliments! I always get a little worried my writings are too long sometimes, but it's nice to know that people enjoy them!

Okay, so I'm not familiar with TF2, but I did a quick search and I hope I've gotten the general vibe of what you were imagining 🥺!

The engineer

ATSV Miguel × clumsy techie fem!reader

Warnings: None.

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     She leaned over Miguel’s arm to sneak a peek at whatever he’d been working on beside her. “You know, if you re-wired this connection here and took these ones out completely, you could increase the charge while using less power.”

     He turned to her, an incredulous look on his face.  But she just smiled. 

     “Just try it,” she suggested calmly. “You can always change it back if it doesn’t work.”

     “Hmm.” She did have a point; he didn’t have anything to lose by giving it a go. He did as she said, taking out a few of the wires completely, then pulled the trigger on the taser. The end lit up with a spark stronger than it had ever done before and his eyes widened, impressed. “Wow. Good job, arañita.”

     She rolled her eyes, but kept the amused expression on her face. 

     “I’m not your mentee, Miguel.” She turned to face him, then gestured between the both of them. “We’re on the same level. Just say ‘thanks’. Don’t talk down to me like that.”

     She shrugged before returning her attention to her own gadget and Miguel raised his eyebrows: he’d only had people respond to him with anger, meeting him head to head and chastising him for what they perceived as his condescending tone. But she just corrected him like he simply hadn’t known any better. He turned back to his desk, suddenly keenly aware of her warm presence beside him, and the two settled back into their usual comfortable silence. 

     He walked into the cafeteria, unable to ignore his rumbling stomach any longer. But the lunch rush should have been over, so the area shouldn’t have been too crowded by then. His gaze landed on X, seated at a table with Ben, Jess and Peter, and his heart fluttered unexpectedly at the smile on her face. He pushed it down, not wanting to look into it, and walked over to the group. “What are we talking about?”

     She shifted over on her bench, giving Miguel enough space to squeeze in beside her, and her stomach flipped when she caught his now-familiar woodsy scent.  

     “X somehow ate a raw chicken sandwich yesterday and now she says she’s fine!” Ben ousted her immediately. 

     “It was undercooked!” X insisted. But her correction did nothing to ease the thoughts of salmonella that flooded Miguel’s mind. 

     “¡Arañita! You can’t do that! Why didn’t you just come here?!”

     X paused, caught off guard by the rare concern on his chiselled features. 

     “Oh. I was at work! But then I got to go home early.” She gave him a playful nudge, flashing him a conspiratorial smile, and Miguel felt his heart speed up again.

     “¡Arañita!” he scolded her, trying to maintain his hard expression. But she just continued to fix him with that adorable smile and all he found himself able to do was hang his head and sigh. “What are you having for dinner?”

     She twisted in her seat, swinging her leg over the bench to straddle it and face him fully. Miguel ignored the curious glances he noticed the others shooting them out of the corner of his eye and instead focused his attention on X. “Oh, I have some leftover pizza from … two nights ago? I think? So-”

     “You are not eating leftover pizza, X,” he warned her, folding his arms across his chest and scrunching his brows together in a serious expression. X felt her stomach tighten at the way his muscles pressed against his suit, then she glanced away, embarrassed.

     “Um, but …” What were they talking about again? Oh, right! Pizza! She lifted her gaze back to his. “But they’re serving cheeseburgers tonight!” 

     “But you always have your chicken patty,” Miguel pointed out, confused by her response. A few of the Spider’s had different food preferences to the others, so the kitchen staff always made sure to keep a stock of different ingredients.

     “They ran out,” X told him, hanging her head in disappointment.

     “Oh.” Miguel let his arms fall back to his sides, trying to come up with a solution to her predicament. “Well, we can … we can always go out … somewhere … with properly cooked food.” He crossed his arms again as he fixed her with a knowing look and her features broke into a smile. She hopped out of her seat, delighted, but remained standing by his side. 

     “Thanks, Miguel! I’ll meet you back here at seven!” She bent over to press a quick kiss to the side of his head, then ran off before he could process what had just happened. 

     “Uh, what just happened?” Ben asked when Miguel remained frozen in his seat, stunned into silence. Hobie’s lips curled into an amused smirk. 

     “I think boss-man here just asked X out,” he replied. “On a date.” He leaned forward in his seat, wiggling his brows to punctuate his point, and Miguel frowned. 

     “No, I …” He hadn’t asked her on a date. Had he? He’d never explicitly used the word, but … he had invited her to dinner. With him. Outside of work. Ay, mierda, had he just asked her out on a date? 

     Hobie laughed at how flustered the large man had become by the tiny little spider, then he started getting up from the table as well. 

     “Well, you might want to get yourself cleaned up first,” he suggested, nodding at Miguel’s scuffed up suit, the bruise on his cheekbone and the faint trail of stubble dotting his jaw. “I’m not sure if X is into the whole ‘I’ve been awake for the past seventy-two hours wrestling different lowlifes and creeps’ look.” Miguel huffed in irritation. 

     “She’s never-” ‘complained about it before’, was what he’d been about to say. But that would only make it sound like he cared what she thought about him - like he paid attention to what she thought about him. And then they’d only tease him even more about it being a date. He turned away from them, sniffing in offence. “It’s not a date.”

     Jess snickered at his petulant attitude, her features twisted into a knowing expression. 

     “Okay, but you still have to look presentable, right?” she pointed out. “You’re not just going to drag her to any random restaurant in your Spiderman suit, right? Especially if she’s going to be all nicely dressed up.” 

     His body heated up at the thought of her being ‘all nicely dressed up’. What would she wear? He’d never seen her in anything other than her Spidersuit before. But she had some really nice curves - curves he’d find his gaze lingering on for a little too long at times. He shook the thought away, pushing his feelings of excitement aside. 

     “Uh, yeah. Fine. Whatever.” He waved them off, then stood up, shifting in position hesitantly before he walked away. “Message me if you need anything.” He marched away before they could tease him anymore on the subject, but his stomach flipped at the thought of seeing her again later that night. 

     He walked into the workshop, searching for the small form of his- of X. 

     “¿Arañita?” he called into the room when he couldn’t find her. 

     “Workshop!” she yelled from under the table, not knowing whether or not he’d already guessed where she was. “Ugh, where’s my- Ow!” She stood up and rubbed her head where she’d hit it on the underside of the table. And ay, Dios, she looked so cute in her little black dress, her hair neatly done, her features prettily made up. She gave him a sheepish smile as she walked over to him and Miguel felt his heart beat a little faster at the sight. 

     “Sorry, I was just- Whoa!” Her eyes widened in fear as she slipped on her wrench - lying on the floor in front of her - but Miguel shot a web at her, catching her before she fell to the ground. He tugged her towards him, pulling her into his arms, then he huffed in irritation. 

     “Be careful, arañita!” he chastised her. “You’re always … You need to be more aware of your surroundings, X.”

     “Oh! I …” She trailed off, her mind going blank when she realised how close they were now. She took in his long, dark eyelashes, the flecks of gold in his copper-coloured irises, the tiny scar on his cupid’s bow. She swallowed hard as her gaze fixed itself on his lips and Miguel raised an eyebrow, confused by her silence. 

     “¿Arañita?”

     “Huh?” She dragged her eyes back up to his, but her expression remained distracted as she looked up at him. “Oh! Sorry, I …”

     She curled up against his chest, suddenly shy, and his heart sped up as he realised how close they were now: her slender fingers brushing against his chest, her soft curves wrapped up in his arms, her silky hair tickling his neck. He released his hold on her, his body heating up at the feeling of her pressed up against him. Then he turned his gaze away from hers, unconsciously rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “Uh … Are you ready to go?”

     “Oh!” X turned back towards her desk and reached for her handbag. “Let me get my- Hey! I’ve been looking for this!” She picked her drill up off the floor and gave it a little rev to check that it still worked. She smiled when it did, then proceeded to begin shoving the machine into her bag. 

     “What …?” Miguel reached over to take the drill from her and place it down on her desk. Then he fixed her with an exasperated look. “You don’t need a drill on a date, arañita.” He froze when he realised that he’d just referred to it as a ‘date’, but X just grinned and wrapped her arms around his neck. 

     “On the contrary, I think drilling is the perfect activity for a date, Miguel.” He sucked in a breath at her naughty suggestion, his fingers gripping her waist tightly, and she bit her lip at the feeling. 

     “Uh,” he stammered out, his voice hoarse from all the dirty thoughts running through his mind at the feeling of her brushing up against him again. “Let’s … I …”

     X snickered at his nervousness and stretched onto her toes to press a kiss to his cheek. “Let’s go, amor!” 

     She giggled at the word as she began making her way over to the door and Miguel felt his heart skip a beat as he followed after her. 

     “¡Arañita!” Miguel called to her, narrowly avoiding Doc Ock’s outstretched tentacle as he swung between the buildings. “Use your bubble gun thing!”

     “I’m trying, amor!” X yelled back, hitting her gadget from where she stood on a nearby balcony. “Ugh! I need …” She searched her surroundings, trying to find a tool she could use to un-jam the damn thing. Then she spotted the glint of a coin lying on the floor. She cheered at the sight, then swung off the balcony to go get it. But Doc Ock caught her just as she leapt off the edge, swinging his tentacle at her and smashing her into a wall. 

     “¡Arañita!” Miguel screamed, flying after her as she began falling to the ground. He caught her just before she hit the hard floor, then set her back down on her legs, wrapping her up tightly in his arms. “¡Querida! I told you to be more careful!” 

     X shook her head, disoriented by the hit. “I’ll … I’ll be more careful, Miguel. I need that coin!” 

     She pointed at the shimmering object and Miguel shot a web at it to pull it over them. X flashed him a sheepish smile as he handed it to her, vividly imagining the exasperated expression he was probably wearing beneath his mask right that second. “Oh, right.”

     “Hmm.” Miguel squeezed her hand before swinging himself back up into the air and slicing one of the villain’s tentacles off with the blades attached to his suit. X gulped at the way his lean body twirled and flew through the air, then she fixed her gun and took aim. 

     “Take that, you- What?!” She groaned as she found herself trapped in the mound of sticky bubbles that had shot out of the gun and right at her - she’d accidentally aimed it at herself instead. “Shit!” 

     Miguel turned to his girlfriend when he heard her screech of frustration, then he sighed and pressed a button on his watch. The bubbles slipped off her suit immediately, freeing her and leaving her in a confused state. 

     “What? How …?” 

     “I made some adjustments to your suit, cariño,” Miguel informed her, swinging over Doc Ock to slice off another of his tentacles. “Just as a precaution.”

     X gasped, horrified by the thought of someone messing with her stuff. “You what?! You touched my suit?!!”

     “Well, yeah!” Miguel responded quickly, not knowing what the big deal was - he’d touched her suit many times before already. And she’d never complained then. “I knew you'd somehow get yourself into a situation like this!”

     X huffed and folded her arms across her chest. What if he messed up all her codes? Or altered the layout of her suit in some way? What if she pressed a button to activate one of her gadgets and it did something else instead? Ugh! Now she'd have to go back and remake her entire suit! How inconsiderate of her boyfriend! Were boyfriends supposed to be this inconsiderate? Or was hers just especially nosy? “Now I'm gonna have to go back and remake my entire suit!”

     Miguel landed in front of her, his confusion obvious even through his mask. “What? Why?”

     “Because!” she exclaimed, aiming her gun at Doc Ock as he took another swing at her. “How do I know you didn't fiddle with one of my settings?!” She pressed the trigger and this time, she reached her intended target. Doc Ock twisted his neck around, trying to free his appendages from the mass of gelatinous goo. Miguel crossed his arms, amused by the cute little glare his girlfriend shot at him. 

     “Oh, you mean like how you always do with my stuff?” he pointed out. X’s jaw dropped at the accusation. 

     “W-What?” she stammered out. “I'm not ‘fiddling’! I'm ‘improving’ …” 

     She sniffed and gave a little pout, offended by his dismissal of her enhancing his gadgets as ‘fiddling’ with them. But could he be right? Was this how he felt whenever she started playing around with one of his gadgets? But that was just a gadget, not his entire suit! But maybe she hadn't been so considerate either. She bit her lip as she peeked up at him, picturing the smug smirk on his face. She sighed. “Fine. I'll stop-”

     “No,” Miguel interrupted her, making his way over to the struggling Doc Ock. “Don't even pretend like you aren't just gonna keep on messing with my stuff, arañita.”

     X narrowed her eyes at him and frowned as she followed behind. “You're so mean, Miguel.”

     He walked into the workshop just as his girlfriend handed one of the Peter’s back his web shooters. 

     “There! It should be as good as new. Better, even! But don’t tell Miguel.” She grinned mischievously and Miguel felt his heart flutter at the sight. Peter shot a few webs at the ceiling, testing out the repaired gadget, and his eyes widened with admiration. 

     “Whoa! That’s great! Thanks, X!”

     “No problem!” She waved at him as he left the room, then her features lit up when she saw Miguel walking over to her. She ran over to him and he swiftly webbed away a stray screwdriver before she could trip over it. He should really look into putting motion detectors on her tools or something - programme an alarm to go off every time she got too close to one of them. “¡Querido! ¿Qué tal, mi amor?”

     He wrapped her up in a hug as she slid her arms around his neck, then she pulled back slightly and stretched onto her toes to peck his lips. Miguel bent over, resting his forehead on hers, and narrowed his eyes. “Mmm. Better than mine, hmm?”

     His girlfriend giggled and Miguel’s lips stretched wider at the sound. He slid his hands down her back, stopping when he reached her ass, and X sank into his chest, leaning into his touch. 

     “Oh!” She straightened, suddenly remembering something. Miguel kept his hands glued to her waist as she bounced over to her desk and grabbed her tablet. 

     “So, I've been trying to be more aware of my surroundings - like you told me to?” She twisted around in his arms and glanced up from her tablet, a proud expression on her face. “And my accident rate has dropped by seventy six percent in the last three months!”

     Miguel grinned, not pointing out that that was the same amount of time that they’d been officially dating and that he’d gotten familiar enough with her quirks to anticipate her clumsiness. Instead, he tightened his grip around her, pulling her back into his chest so she had to crane her neck back to look up at him. “What about the other twenty four percent?”

     She laughed at the way he murmured it against her lips, his voice smooth and suggestive. Then she pressed her lips back to his and smiled. “No one can be completely free of accidents, Miguel. I'm only human. I'm not perfect.”

     “You're perfect to me, querida,” he retorted. X let out another soft giggle and stretched onto her toes to shower her boyfriend with soft kisses. 

     “And you to me, cariño.”

[en-geneisaxx]

'Please don't say that this is the end of us...'

Pairings: Husband!Hoon x fem!reader

Warnings: Swearing (you're gonna be on a rollercoaster of emotions lol)

Feat. Jay, Heeseung and Jake of Enhypen, Yeji (Sunghoon's sister), Jin Ae (Y/n and Sunghoon's child),

AND

Reesa (@dollywons), Haze (@pockettwinzz), Reina (@rinbowaman), Rin (@diorsyun), Nessa (@heeslomll), Aeri (@heeslut4life), Aria (@jaylaxies), Julia (@jak3slut), Rae (@hoonieshoneymain) (SORRY IF I GOT YOUR NAMES WRONG 😭)

Tagging my moots who wanted to read: @pockettwinzz @diorsyun @rinbowaman @heeslomll @heeslut4life @hoonieshoneymain @sungvrhs

Previous parts can be found here:

Part 6

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

Preview

A/n: HI HI HIIII EVERYONE!! I'M SO SORRY I HAVEN'T BEEN POSTING MUCH FICS, I HAD A WRITER'S BLOCK MOMENT FOR A SECOND, SO FORGIVE ME 😭 ONCE THE POLL RESULTS COME, I'LL BE FOCUSING ON MAKING A NEW FIC BASED ON THAT PERSON. PLEASE SEND OPINIONS OR THE TYPE OF FIC YOU WOULD WANT FOR IT (I have no idea who's winning rn, don't wanna vote 😅) BUT YH, TYSM TO EVERYONE FOR YOUR SUPPORT, HOPE YOU ENJOY!!

Likes, reblogs and/or following me will be much appreciated!! 😚

Last chapter, part 7:

'𝒀/𝒏, 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆?'

'𝑯𝒂𝒉𝒂, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆? 𝑰 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆... 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏.'

You drifted your attention to the churros stand nearby, wanting a sweet treat. You didn't hear Jake's evil, spiteful intentions. The tempting, lying snake hissed:

'𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.'

He successfully did that with ease, which horrified you. And boy, the venom could've killed your happy marriage, almost. Luckily it was your faithful best friend that had it, or you would've been silently tortured with regret for not knowing the truth in his hell. Fucking hell, Jake, no wonder why people say you should run from a scorpio man.

But, let's forget about the shattered past, and focus on the thriving present, you and Hoon crying in each other's embrace, saying words filled with the upmost affection and actions that displayed their yearning for each other.

'Hoon...next time, please, tell me your thoughts, hm? I want to be with you, 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.' You desperately plead, not wanting things to go haywire again.

'Mhmm, m'sorry...' He chokes out, clearly affected by Jake's mental abuse.

It was finally back to normal, back to a loving family. You guys could finally sleep in peace, Hoon's toned body moving so elegantly. It was so fast, making up. You even questioned if it was a silly dream. Either way, you wouldn't want to go back. And you weren't EVER going to see Jake enter your life.

'Shh,' whispers Sunghoon cutely, 'let's wake up momma.'

The two loved doing that, waking you up with kisses and cuddles, before playing with each other for a short bit of time. The weather was bright and hopeful, which gave you the impression that, after a hard-fought battle, with determination, you can succeed. What a perfect day to wake up in, you could even cry.

Jin Ae crawls to you, giggling quietly and looking at her father with such amusment. She was like a piece of him, their smooth-riding relationship so wholesome. They both lean in, count themselves to three before launching their weapons of tender kisses.

'Hehe, hello my baby!!' You sleepily smiled, before welcoming the morning with your husband,

'Hello, daddy...' You smirked, knowing damn well how it gives him a dopamine and ego boost.

'Hello my pretty, beautiful, stunning baby wife...' He complimented, laying down and hugging you and Jin Ae, each on both sides of his chest.

'Ahh, my two girls, how lucky I am to have you all.' He kissed the top of your heads, 'Mine, mine, mine, mine, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.' He said the last word like a hungry beast, but immdiately became a cute penguin, baby baekgyu. Jin Ae couldn't contol her laughter at this point, soothing sounds echoing in this haven.

'Baby,' Sunghoon started, pecking the two of you now and then, 'should we go to the park?'

Your jokes were as cringey as his, which is probably why many people were astonished by your humor.

'Which Park, your Mum, your Dad? Jay? Yeji?'

He chuckles whilst dies at your jokes,

'Babe, that was so...wow'

'You can't say much,' You said with a smug smile, 'imagine saying, "𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 '𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒐' 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚".' You came back, knowing he will be overwhelmingly embarrased.

'BABE!! Stoppp, that was one of my worst moments in life, frick Jay.' He whined, but made sure to keep the language child-friendly, knowing Jin Ae can learn quickly.

'Haha, but yeah, we should go to the park, and let's bring Jay and Yeji!'

'Mhmm, they deserve it, AND HEESEUNG. SHOOT, I FORGOT ABOUT HIM! He was like my lifesaver.. We should probably make them gifts...' He agrees.

'I know just the thing...' You said confidently, making Sunghoon look at you, wanting for you to continue,

'FOOD!' You happily shouted, and Jin Ae copied too,

'Food!' She chortled, clapping her hands. Her and Sunghoon's cuteness broke the scales, damn...

'Heyy!! Thanks for tagging us along!' Says the three friends, excited for the payment of their therupatic actions.

'Where are we going?' Yeji asks, trying to contain the urge to just take Sunghoon's card and run off.

'Haha, we'll go to a kbbq place, Heeseung's favourite, especially.' You said, 'Oh yeah, it was Sunghoon's idea.' You grinned, because Sunghoon didn't want others to know how soft he was.

'Awww, thanks bro, come to my place anytime-' He stops, seeing your angry glare, 'OR stay with lovely Y/n right here...' He mumbles, rubbing his nape.

You guys ate like you were famished, finishing the bowl within a few minutes, but the food was definitely worth the hype.

'You know what, I feel like this is a bribe, BUT I'M ALL FOR IT.' Yeji proclaimed, earning a laugh from everyone.

'Y/niee,' starts Heeseung, doing something very unusual with his body...

'Lee Heeseung...' You said slowly with a deep tone, looking as dead as Jay is, who ends up averting his attention to Jin Ae, Yeji and Sunghoon getting stitches from laughing too hard, 'what on earth are you doing' You fake cried.

'I WAS TRYING TO DO AGEYOOOO' Wanting to be six-feet-under.

'But anyways, where we going for dessert?'

The group pondered about the various options, Jin Ae just scribbling on the piece of drawing given by the staff.

'Oh, I know, why not we go and pop over to dollywon's bakery and order from there!' You implied, knowing everyone loves going there.

'YEAH, THAT'S A GREAT IDEA! I love her bakeries' Says Yeji, scrolling on her phone to look for the menu.

'Oh yeah, Y/n, can we go to a library?' Asks Jay, 'I've been wanting to read a few poets and authors'

'Of course! Hoon, you can go to the park with Heeseung and Yeji when that happens, yeah?'

Sunghoon looks offended, 'OBVIOUSLY, I'M NOT LIKE THAT GRANDPA.'

Jay swears in korean, knowing Jin Ae isn't that knowledgeable.

'Right, let's go!!'

'Hi Reesa!!' Greets Y/n, who's happy to see her coquette friend. Y/n orders from her bakery when she's in need of something sweet, sometimes, she wants to take Reesa too.

'Hi Y/n! It's been awhile, I see we have a few costumers!' She notions to the group.

'Yep, all wanting a bite!' You chuckle, Jin Ae's motioning that she wants the chocolate muffin.

'Yup, all done! Thanks Y/n!' Says Reesa. 'Oh, and one more thing...' She takes out the chocolate muffin, 'I see mini hoon has been wanting this.' She smiles. She's so kind, no wonder why Jungwon took her as his girlfriend.

'Mmm,' hums Heeseung in delight, 'this is soooo yummy!'

The three manage to feed themselves, unlike your family. You're feeding Sunghoon like the baby he is right now, and Sunghoon's feeding the real baby. Jay takes a photo, knowing you'll want it in the picture book.

'Right,' burps Heeseung, 'let's go to the park, yeahhh?' He coos to Jin Ae.

'We'll be heading to the library, see you.'

'Y/n, what authors do you recommend? I've been quite busy lately, so I wanted to take reading just to let my imagination run wild.' Jay asks calmly, passing each shelf of books.

'I've got to say, authors like Haze, Rin, Aria, Reina, Nessa, Juila, Aeri, Rae have been taking my time, and it was worth it!' You advised, knowing how good these people are. They're like the rulers of literature, and they certaintly produce the highest-quality works.

'Ah, I have heard of them, and they're works are quite...interesting.' You realise what he meant, and squirmed in embarrassment.

'That's why there are restrictions, dummy!' You hit him, earning a sharp gasp and hiss.

'Ha, imagine if Sunghoon found out-'

'Let's just find a story to read, yeah!?' You whisper shouted, annoyed by his teasing. The Park brothers sure have something in common.

'AHH, JIN AE-AH!! GO, GO!!' cheers Heeseung.

While Jay and Y/n were purchasing books, Yeji and Jin Ae were playing tag, Jin Ae being the tagger. Sunghoon's taken many videos of the moment, wanting to keep this memory.

'We're back!!' Exclaims Y/n, hugging Sunghoon who had his arms out open for you to come.

'Haha, you missed out on some beautiful moments' chuckles Sunghoon, knowing you'll be devastated.

'What!? When..' You whine, but Sunghoon's such a romantic. He back hugs you, places his head on top of yours, intertwinned you fingers with his and says,

'Don't worry, darling. We'll make more beautiful moments, forever.'

A/n: AAAAAH, THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE!! THIS MARKS MY DEBUT AS A WRITER. I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE MY WORKS AND I'LL BE POSTING SOME MORE FICS VERY SOON. ILYSM 💗

[whatudowhennooneseesyou]

Look….more mommy hwa and more answered asks about Christopher being possessive and freaky…

I needed this thank you 🥹

Today is very very hard and I’m feeling a lot of hard feelings and life rn so overwhelming and confusing. I’m the type of person who’s got a hard shell but it’s made of like bulletproof armor on the outside but I’m v gooey and sensitive inside. I didn’t realize I needed some good brainrot inducing delulu soup to distract me so 🤌🏻 thank you

CW: WHORNY AF HARD THOTS AND DELULU SOUP

So Christopher *sigh* idk what I want to ask just my aqua sun6h/Scorpio moon3h/Leo rising/aqua Mercury 7h/sag Venus5h/Leo mars1h ass is like…………

Imagine him like soft dom but so so so into like corruption but not necessarily always meaning inexperienced partner, but maybe inexperienced in all the kinks and little taboos. I read him as wanting to break someone who’s normally very strong minded and kept together and so like very much Brat Tamer I guess. Like after he makes you cum on his mouth and then on his fingers, he wants to degrade you in the gentlest way and praise you, his voice saccharine, while he manhandles you and fucks you hard. You’re cock drunk and starting to cry a little from how good it feels and from the overstimulation. The type to make you tell him out loud what you want and where you want him and that you don’t want him to stop and make you beg him to cum and tell him how good he feels and that only he does that to you bc he’s possessive and he’s got an ego and needs you to need him in every way possible.

something about him and his Gemini rising tells me he might be good with his hands ~that might be my hand kink tho clouding my judgement(Gemini Lilith 😅) ~ *cough*cough*

ANYWAYS

He wants to break you open and make sure you can be that vulnerable and submissive to him and him only, also to know you at a very deep level. Whether you get to know him at that deep of a level is another story and depends on how deep he is in his fuckboy ways. He wants you a lady in the streets and HIS freak in the sheets. But he totally wants to corrupt you and his sag mars: he wants to try new shit with you and be adventurous and explore new kinks etc etc.

Every break down of this man’s chart has me like “oh yes pls, 😊. yes ma’am I’ll take one, where do I purchase this?”

And everyone’s like he’s this and that and potentially toxic in these ways and idk if I’m enamored by his Libra charm or what but I’m like “I can handle him, the question is actually ‘Can he handle me?’” and it’s very delulu but also I think that thought is kinda true. (hypothetically and astrologically speaking) In my little brainrot soup for the night 🥰

I can’t even begin on mommy Hwa and the gooey lovey mess he turns my brain into. Something about him is so tender but also like so so so so so freaky but like gentle but so fucking kinky? Idk that man + mommy kink + body worship + needy/clingy doms is so so so good. You’re one of my fav fic writers, and my fav mommy hwa enthusiast. Thank you for serving and thank you for your brain and thank you for the distraction on a hard day like today 🖤

Much appreciate, have a lovely rest of your week, and as always cool pillow on both sides for you!

I CANT PUT PICS IN ANONYMOUS ASKS WTF…. Fuck it I’ll go off anon for this

This is 🖤Anon on my side blog/lurk account 😅

I am ending tonight's 2 hour post of going through my asks with this absolute banger of an ask from @youre-alittle-taste-of-hell and also hi Izzy!

I'm Ruby! It's nice meeting you *hugs*

I understand how life can feeling overwhelming and frustrating when things don't go you way. I am also a golden retriever disguised as a black cat and us fire placements want love and care too.

I hope things get better for you <3

Imagine him like soft dom but so so so into like corruption but not necessarily always meaning inexperienced partner, but maybe inexperienced in all the kinks and little taboos.

This section has me feeling shit at 10:33 pm on a Tuesday afternoon while watching Chris D'Elia 'Man On Fire' on Netflix.

I just love how Bang Chan stans have silently agreed that Chan's corruption kink is fucking massive and do we have any physical evidence?

No-

But with his massive caregiver complex and Daddy kink, it kinda goes hand in hand.

I can just imagine that paragraph so vividly just him covered in sweat, his black hair sticking to the sides of his face and his mouth all shiny with spit and your cum just smirking at how fucked out you are, your eyes are beginning to cross and there's drool against the pillow.

'Don't black out on me yet baby girl, mmmh? Daddy still needs to cum'

OR...OR!!!

You're crying and sobbing against the pillow because he's edged you within an inch of your breath and the pressure is so tight it HURTS and your legs are spasming and face contorted with need as you just beg your pretty heart out.

'Please, I can't take it anymore, please make me cum, I'll do anything, please Daddy i just need it'

And then he would hover over you, wipe the drool from your mouth and press gentle kisses across your face as he pushes himself into you.

'See, that wasn't so hard wasn't it? Daddy will always reward my baby girl when she asks for something yeah?'

I also don't know how ppl enjoy being edged so severely man, I would tap out after 20 mins.

Overstimulation all the way for me.

Yeah, his Gemini Rising means he would be an exceptional kisser and great with his fingers.

His Libra stellium also means he has amazing stroke game but moving back to the kissing.

I feel like he would be a messy kisser (in a good way) like the loud smacking noises, drool and spit, definitely makes little sighs and noises of satisfaction in between kisses.

When Chan leaves his fuckboi era, sex would be incredibly emotionally intimate because he loves and adores how he sees you in a way no one does.

I have this thought that sex with Bang Chan could be so intimate, you would both end up crying and not in a dacryphilia way but in a 'i fucking love you so much and it's so emotional' way.

As much as Bang Chan likes fucking, he enjoys making love more.

And here's the thing right, Bang Chan's frontal lobe has developed so he doesn't even has the neurological excuse of 'well his brain is not fully developed yet' because NOW IT IS.

Also, your placements are low-key intimidating because wow, they are powerful.

I think Bang Chan would like the challenge of being able to handle you.

Seonghwa is definitely freaky and kinky and is very hardcore, he likes it hard, he likes it rough, he prefers a jackhammering pace (which is a bit of an ick of me because that doesn't sound enjoyable but okay).

I think the reason why jackhammering gives me an ick is because rough and fast doesn't always mean good okay?

I think a slow but deep and firm pace is better because you can get a better angle and hit the right spot every time.

But I also understand that some ppl like being treated like a battering ram during sex and that is also okay.

He would give you brilliant aftercare and reassurance though and that's what matters.

Thank you for the thirst my sweet, I will gobble this up and use this as my fantasy thoughts for sleep tonight.

Yum yum.

[kindestofkings]

got a book for every situation

ryan mcmahon x reader

reader runs a bookstagram/bookclub but instead of just reading about love, until she meets a certain drummer...

authors note: guys i think i love ryan an unhealthy amount

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location: london!

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yourusername heyy guys sorry I've been kind of quiet on here but I've MOVED egh it's been v scary and hectic even though it was only from Dublin to London. don't worry tho bookstagram will stay alive !

hows everyone doing?! what are yee reading rn?

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bookfan1 wow city girl! I'm reading normal people at the moment :)

yourusername ik shaking things up hehe, also hope you're enjoying the heartbreaking miscommunication ... bookfan1 it is hard out here :(

bookfan2 no way I'm living in london ! lmk if you need any friends here xx

yourusername omg yes! I was thinking of starting a bookclub? thoughts? bookfan2 yes I'd so be down !! bookfan3 me too! I just moved here aswell

bookfan4 currently just buying books and not reading them

yourusername meee, expect I'm now broke from moving so I'm on a self-inflicted book ban 😔😔

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ryanmcmahon_15 get on your jogging shorts and pick up a brush

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inhalerfan1 ok artist 🥴

inhalerfan2 your bob ross era omg

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yourusername new city but same old hopeless romantic <3 maybe london will hold a romantic interest ?

also next months bookclub is organised so keep an eye out for my story with the dets 💗

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bookfan1 yayyy can't wait!!

bookfan2 omg getting closer to a face reveal by the day

yourusername 🤭🤭

yourbestie YOU COULD EASILY HAVE A ROMANTIC INTEREST IF YOU TEXTED THAT GUY ! (also come home I miss your bookclub)

yourusername ughh leave off it ! he was just being nice .. yourbestie oohh yeah he walked up to you at a bar, talked to you for a few and then gave you his number only because he was being nice... mmhmm bookfan2 omg text him what the hell! bookfan3 this is the stuff of books! bookfan2 is he cute?? yourusername ahahha yes. and fineeee I'll text him 😅 terrifying😅

ryanmcmahon_15 added to his story!

location: london!

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bobbyskeetz ehhhhh what do we have here??

joshjennkinson_ IS THAT THE GIRL FROM THE BAR !!!

↳ ryanmcmahon_15 it might me yes 🤭

inhalerfan1 ryannnn okay cheater !

yourusername posted on their story!

location: national gallery!

fear I'm terrible date company, but in my defence there was stuff to read EVERYWHERE

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yourbestie WE DONT CARE ABOUT THE PLAQUE HOW WAS THE DATE !!!!

↳ it was so good, he was the sweetest and really into art and and is really passionate about music and and and he was just really pretty ...

↳ yourbestie omg girlllll you are hung UP

ryanmcmahon_15 great company* lets not lie

↳ ahhh have you not made me blush enough this month !

bookfan1 stop you are slay, he's so lucky for your company !

joshjenkinson_,bobbyskeetz and elijahhewson just followed you!

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yourusername happy 9 months to my pride and joy, our book club <3

your support has meant to me and has supported my reading addiction, big MWAH !

I've met so many new friends, insanely made it onto three publishing houses pr list?!?!? and got a job all through this little bookstagram. you all are the best xx

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bookfan1 wooow we love a successful queen !

bookfan2 reading is sooo hot and sooo slay

bookfan3 is that a book bouquet? and a pic taken by someone else???

yourusername mwhahah eagled eye youuuu. also HOW cute is the bouquet ! (liked by ryanmcmahon_15)

inhalerfan1 high key why did all the band follow a random bookstagram?

inhalerfan2 shes irish living in london, maybe they're friends from home?? inhalerfan3 but then they'd already follow her tho

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yourusername dating a musician means one thing... associating tunes with books !!!

(also getting your oranges peeled for you 😭😭)

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yourbestie y'all are adorable, I love <3

bookfan1 he seems so sweet !

ryanmcmahon_15 you forgot forcing people to listen to lana del ray...

yourusername oh yeah !! how could I forget that I'm bettering the lives of others :))) bobbyskeetz he does be humming let the light in constantly. yourusername awhhh too soft for it

inhalerfan1 ooohhh is she dating ryan !?

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yourusername ugh sick with love, but he reads my favourite books and instead of annotations he paints them 🥹

also tickets for next month's book club are out this sundayyyyy ! Xx

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inhalerfan1 omg boyfriend ryan is everything

joshjenkinson_ ryan being in his bookworm era has the tour bus kinda quiet

bookfan1 sooo invested in your relationship , also have the alarm set for the tickets !

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ryanmcmahon_15 black and white is owned by lewevans btw

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yourusername being really cool is owned by you btw

joshjenkinson_ 2/3 pics you're reading, yourusername your power is unmatched 🤭

elijahhewson reading era

inhalerfan1 hahaha ugh I love them your honour

lewevans 🖤 🤍

yourusername posted on their story!

gorgeous boy <;3

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ryanmcmahon_15 love you ❤️

↳ LOVE YOU MORE

inhalerfan1 im so so jealous of you

bookfan1 when are you writing a book about your love story ??

↳ hahhaha omg imagine ! dont tempt me..

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location: new york new york!

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yourusername yeah my boyfriends pretty cool but he's not as cool as

THE BOOKSTORE THAT I FOUND WHICH SELLS BOOKS AND PICKLES !!!

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bobbyskeetz meeeee, im a brooklyn babyyyy

yourusername you get me.

yourbestie you are SO cool

bookfan1 wait I need all the details ??

yourusername it was the cutiest little secondhand bookshop in the lower east side of manhattan but they also make their own pickles

the end

what did you think? 😏

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

Rosestarkiller but they're all Aromantic AU (because I'm aromantic <33)

Barty likes the romantic stuff involved in romantic relationships. Kissing, hugging, cuddling, whatever. He's just never felt any sort of drive to do it with any specific person.

I think it'd be really funny if other students just singled in on Barty and Evan being touchy-feely and assumed they were dating.

Because Evan is just so chill and Barty loves being affectionate with people if they'll allow it. Evan just adapts to people he cares about and changes how he interacts with them to make sure they're comfortable and within their boundaries and all.

So RoseKiller date first. Because Barty is touch-starved and Evan just rolls with it. Neither of them feel any romantic feelings. But they figure they should because why not. Just so people will stop spreading rumors that they're in a "secret relationship".

Regulus doesn't think of romance naturally. He has other more important things to concern himself with. Like his school work, his image, his hobbies, his friends who haven't been hanging out with him in a while but have been hanging out with each other.

And Regulus is starting to wonder if he did something wrong? And he gets insecure and maybe a little jealous that his friends are hanging out without him or feels like they're leaving him.

And I guess he confronts them about it. Saying they're avoiding him or leaving him out or something.

And they're like "??? What? No? You just don't like affection, right?"

And Regulus is like "I like a Little Bit of affection from people I'm close with... And thats you guys"

And maybe admitting that is not so direct and definitely super embarrassing for Regulus. He definitely does not know how to communicate emotions normally.

And I still think they love each other deeply. It's just not romantic in this scenario and that's just as well. :D

With love, an AroAce who loves RoseStarKiller

Sgsbsieb8dbd9sb OMG YES!

Aromantic rosetarkiller <3 I have never thought of them like that, and I am regretting it rn. they would work soooooo well together

what you're saying fits all of them so well. evan and barty knowing about the rumours and not really caring about them that mich is so real of them. romance not being regulus’s thing works for his character too tbh (originally, I had a hc that he was aromantic with no romantic attraction whatsoever, but that changed over time)

rosekiller getting together first makes sense. regulus coming into the mix bc he gets upset at them, not treating him the same is so real

my man hates physical touch, but he hates being left out even more

they hold hands a lot. it calm reg down and makes barty feels secure... evan just likes the feeling of a hand (or hands in this case) in his

but yes, there is a lot of love between them. not in a romantic way but love none the less

I'm very sorry about the late reply. I kind of forgot about the ask 😅

[lunargrapejuice]

hi! are you taking any requests rn? (if not, please ignore my dumbass 😅) would you mayhaps be interested in writing Hurt-comfort with male reader x Pantalone (or gn!reader if you want) Pantalone sends reader on a secret mission, and out of the large group of fatui, only they return. Tired physically and emotionally. Reader is mostly silent the whole time after returning but ends up crying after they both go to bed.

hii! i'm sorry this took me a bit to finish but i do hope you enjoy it. 🥰 thank you so much for requesting!💕 i was trying so hard not to tear up while writing this fjdkfk

a cold snezhnayian night & a lovers warm embrace

pantalone x male!reader

warnings: hurt/comfort, mentions on death and blood, a bit possessive pantalone (idk guys i just think he think that he owns you kgkjhkjh), i don't think anything else but please let me know if i missed anything!

in the dead silence of the bankers office you can hear the way the leather of pantalones gloves tighten at the news of the death of nearly every agent that was sent on the latest mission, a mission that he had orchestrated. death was normal, expected even, in this line of work and he had done his fair share of contributing to it as well but this was not what he anticipated for this particular mission, else he would not have sent you with them. his eyes were serious and dark behind his glasses as he stared back at the fatui agent that had been the one unfortunate enough to tell the regator what happened to the team his beloved was sent with.

“and what of him?”

pantalone didn’t need to specify who he was talking about, for the other agents knew. but much to the harbingers' displeasure they apparently didn’t know enough to let him know of your whereabouts before anyone else's. he’s impatient while he waits for the answer to his question, lacing his fingers together and placing them on top of his desk, feeling a lump in his throat and a lick of fury creeping up his spine.

he hadn’t spent much time thinking about what he actually might do in your demise, after all he had the money and power to protect you, to keep you by his side and you were strong in your own right. he had seen your strength first hand but evidently all of it was not enough and he would not make the same mistake again. you were his and he’d be damned if celestia took you from him.

“he- he is the only survivor,” the agent stutters under the oppressive atmosphere around him, feeling the collar of his shirt tightening like a noose and his hands begin to shake a bit. “upon returning he went to the infirmary-”

the entire space around the 9th harbinger is cold, nearly enough to leave a trail of frost in his wake as he gets up from his desk and immediately heads towards the door, not sparing another glance at the fatui agent as he passes by him.

he looks as composed and elegant as ever walking from his office to the infirmary, the dark coat he wore swaying with each step he took, but inside he still felt that uncomfortable tightness in his chest and the heat of anger at his back. who he was angry at, he’s not sure. perhaps it was the agent who stupidly waited until the last moment to tell him about what happened to you or the entire team that failed or maybe it was himself for being the one to send you out there in the first place.

the smell of disinfectant tingles your nose, the wound cleaning solution burning against the many cuts that littered your body even under the delicate touch of your nurse tending to you. your entire being aches but you couldn’t be bothered by any of it. not when the death of so many weighs like mountains of frigid ice on your mind and heart.

every time you closed your eyes you couldn’t blink away the bloody scene of the slaughter of your comrades and even now you hardly knew how you, and only you, made it out alive. you know you should count yourself lucky but nothing about this felt lucky and you can’t help but wonder if you should have died along with th-

“lord regrator!” the nurses throughout the infirmary are quick to attention when pantalone enters the room and in unisense they welcome him. 

he doesn’t pay them any mind, his eyes immediately fixated on you from the moment he spotted you sitting on top of the exam table, beat up, bruised and bloodied but alive. within moments he’s by your side, the cool leather of his gloves pressing against your skin as he grabs your chin and forces you to look into his eyes.

you want to pull away and hide your eyes, fearful that he would find nothing but weakness within your soul and that you’d lose the battle with the tears you had tried so hard to hold in the entire way back home but his grip is tight, not powerful enough to hurt you but still enough so that there was no escaping his piercing gaze as he studied you. it’s as if he was committing to memory every scratch and bruise on your body, ready to repay those who dared to lay their filthy hands on you. it was his job as an honorable businessman, after all.

“who did this?” he asks, his voice cold, calculating, threatening and even though you know it’s not directed at you, you can hardly stand to hear it.

swatting his hand away, you pull your face from his grasp and instead focus on the silver bowl at your side that’s filled with bloodied water and shines in the evening light filtering through the windows. you don’t have any answers, don’t have anything to say that won't immediately lead you to tears that you swore would drown you if you let them rage. 

“it’s fine,” you mutter under your breath before biting your bottom lip. it’s the first real words you’ve spoken since the ordeal but you’re speaking quietly enough he might not have heard it at all had his attention not been so focused on you but you really don’t know who you were saying it to reassure. it felt like it was more for you than it was for him.

you don’t say anything else the entire time the nurses finish working on your wounds or on the way back to your shared home with the harbinger at your side as the sun sets and the moonlight begins to glisten on the snow. normally you’d love to see the snezhnayian night, admiring how beautiful it looked under silver rays of light and white powder that laid across the land like a blanket, it was serene, breathtaking, but after this mission you swear each time you blinked you saw the same blood stained canvas you had run from; crimson painted mercilessly in the snow. would you ever be able to admire these cold nights the same again?

if he’s asked you questions or said anything more, you really don’t know. it’s so hard to hear anything over the noises in your head that replay your living nightmare, over the tiredness that loomed over your body and mind. you can only hold onto his arm and walk beside him, focusing on the freezing ground under your feet and trying to keep the thin thread of your sanity from fraying. it isn’t until you’re changing into soft silken pajamas, the price of them no doubt more than you needed to be spent on you but pantalone insisted on spoiling you with the finest of things, buttoning up the last few buttons that cover your chest, that you finally hear him and you feel the strands of your senses begin to unravel one by one.

“will you not speak to me y/n?” his words are soft, full of worry and concern, a stark contrast to the way he spoke when you were back at the infirmary and it makes your eyes well with the tears you tried so hard to hold in.

you were facing away from him, just a few inches from the opened drawer of the dresser that held your clothes, and you’re thankful for that. if you had been looking at him there was no way you could have hidden the pain that was making its way to the surface, so much stronger than the will you used to keep it down until now. would he think you were weak if you were to shatter into a million pieces in the palm of his hand? surely he -

his hand on your shoulder is gentle but with it leaves the last bit of your composure. you reach for the dresser as your legs give way, your sobbing so loud it feels deafening in the quiet of your bedroom but your hands never touch the mahogany of the dresser. instead they’re collected by gloveless hands and pulled into the chest of the man you love, warm, welcoming, safe. 

still you cannot face him but you don’t dare move from his grasp, not when it was the only thing keeping you above the water of your tears, so instead you bury your face into his chest and cling onto his dark clothes for dear life.

you try to stutter out the words of your failure to complete the mission, your grief and guilt of being the only one to make it out alive, but it all comes out an incoherent mess. all he can hear for certain is your whimpers of ‘i’m sorry’ over and over again.

“shh.. it is alright. you have no reason to be sorry,” gingerly he shushes you while running a hand over your hair and holding you just as tightly as you do him with the other, as if he too might have been afraid, and afraid of having almost lost you he was. “you did everything you could.. you made it back to me and that is all i could truly ask for.”

you don’t know how long you cry into his chest, you only know it was long enough to soak the cloth that rests under your cheeks, but eventually, when it was evident your tears would not be stopping soon, that your body was moments from giving up, he lifts you into his arms and carries you into bed.

the sheets are just as you remember, warm despite the freezing cold of the place you called home, filled with the expensive scent of the finest shampoos and perfumes that were offered in teyvat, but more importantly, pantalone being beside you. he easily pulls your curled up figure into him, never once letting you go or allowing your mind to further sink into the abyss of your pain. onyx hair tickles your skin as he holds you, the steady beat of his heart echoing in your ears and for the first time since you made it out of that hell, you start to think you might be okay. maybe not now or anytime soon, but eventually, as long as pantalone stayed by your side.

he collects every tear, be it on his clothing or with his pale slender fingers, and continues to comfort you, pouring every ounce of tenderness a harbinger would not be known to have into his movements and words. to have brought this upon you, while not being the one doing the killing- though he thinks he might as well have with his choice to send you on this mission, he would do everything he could to make it right, to take away your pain and bring back your loving smile. no other man could compare to your light and love and pantalone would ensure that you never lost that, for you were his most precious of possessions, his love, his one and only.

even after your body and mind have given way to the exhaustion that clung to you so heavily, your breathing now even and your red puffy eyes now resting, he continues to caress over your hair, up and down your back, placing chaste kisses to the crown of your head; attempting his best to overturn the gruesome memories with better ones, ones of his devoted love for you.

“i will not make this mistake again… no one, not even the tsaritsa, will ever take you from me my love and you shall not suffer in this alone.”

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[eru-vande]

hiiiii it wasn't my post but i think i can say don't be nervous adding on posts we all love reading other people's thoughts on here 💓 and since you said that was your first bts interaction on this site, i'm here to quickly add a second one! so, an ask!! pls tell me who is your bias and why is he your bias and also what is your fave song (or several) by him 👀

Ahhh thank you so much 💖😭🤧 I'm relatively new to the fandom and sometimes it feels like my opinion is not that important (as far as one opinion can be huh) cause of that, so I'm always a bit scared of adding something to the posts 😅

Oooooohhh my bias and WHY?

Why my bias is HOSEOK and WHY?

That's some kind of Hoseok magic I guess ahahahah

No, actually, I think I love him so much because I'm convinced that my bff and him are the same f person. They share one brain. It's actually sometimes scary, cause they use the same sentences and share the same thoughts on a number of things (they even share the f playlist lmao Hobi stole all of her fave musicians😂)

I really love his vibe. He's, in a very good and fascinating way, a crazy almost like demented vibe 😂 He has the asylum vibes and I love the hell out of it 🔥

When my bff and I had a "Megabias" concept, which included Jin, Hobi and Jimin, my army friend who had a few attempts at turning me into BTS and EXO fan in the 2016-17 (attempts failed due my hyperfixsation on different bands and genre) said to me that she doesn't really like Jin cause "he's an idiot derogatory" and I went YES HE IS AN IDIOT affectionate AND I'M ONLY INTO IDIOTS affectionate PEOPLE CAUSE THE HELL SHOULD I HAVE A NORMAL ONE WHEN I CAN HAVE AN IDIOT ONE?

I mean, she's Yoongi biased so she's delulu about him not being an idiot affectionate 😂

They are all relatively idiots 😂 I guess that was the magnet for me at first

Like my first bias was Jimin, and when we were talking about our Megabias (again, Jin, Hobi and Jimin) I always referred to them as the "clown line of BTS" cause, well, it's truth? 😂

Now, we abandoned the Megabias concept cause the more we into them the less is the 'gap' between our love to any of the members. Like at the beginning I even could make a list from my most fave to my least fave member, now I would not be able to do that, except for knowing that Hoseok is my ultimate bias in the kpop industry 😂

So yeahhggg Hoseok it is 💜🥹

But let's not forget I'm a totally an ot7 by heart and soul 🥹💜 I really wanna buy their albums cause I only have JITB, Layover and Face rn but I'm literally broke and jobless rn to be able to buy Indigo, DDay, Golden and Austronaut 😭😭😭 I need all of them for my mental health

[ceo-of-daichi]

Hi Lydz!! I'm glad there were some hurt/comfort prompts for this since I'm dealing with some lovely pain 😅

Anywho I'd love a drabble with Iwazumi! I'm sure with being an athletic trainer and all he'd know what to do and help me out with my shoulder rn lol

Prompt: "This is so stupid." "It's not stupid, it's your body. And I'm here for you, until it stops being stupid."

Literally feel like my arm should be in a sling so I stop trying to use it (it's my dominant arm so that's a bit difficult)

Characters | Iwaizumi Hajime x GN!Reader

WC | 600+

A/N | Thank you for sending this in!! And i’m sorry you are having problems with your shoulder🥺 We all wish we had athletic trainer iwa-chan to help us out😭😭 I hope you enjoy this and it helps in some way💛

Prompts | Hurt/Comfort, “this is so stupid” “its not stupid, its your body. And i’m here until it stops being stupid”

Tip-Jar☕️ | Navi | Drabble Masterlist

Iwaizumi paid attention. He was always looking out for you in many different ways, he knew your first signs of sickness, your first signs of a mental breakdown, he was so attentive to people around him. Especially you.

Being his partner, you would get the brunt of his concern. It was frustrating sometimes because you couldn’t hide anything from him, he always seemed to know how you were doing. Sometimes even before you did.

This was one of those times that you wish he didn’t know. You had managed to twinge your shoulder a few days ago, you know you should have asked him for help getting the cup down from the top shelf. But instead, you used all your strength to jump and stretch to grab the mug in question, not wanting to bother your boyfriend.

That was the first mistake. You knew you had hurt yourself and for such a stupid reason, you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him. So you let yourself suffer.

Now though, the twinge had turned into something more as you refused to accept that anything was wrong and went about your normal activities.

Iwaizumi being the person he is, knew something was up. He could see you wince everytime you lifted your arm any higher than your shoulder. And it was starting to concern him.

Especially while you were putting away groceries and you visibly cringed in pain.

“Babe, let me check your shoulder?” He asks as he puts down the vegetables he was so neatly packing into your shared fridge.

“I’m fine Hajime, I must have just overstretched” You reply, your hand rubbing at your shoulder softly, as if to relieve the pain even for a moment.

“Don’t lie to me, I’m good at my job you know, I can see when someone has pulled something” He teased, shooting you a small smirk as he spoke. Although you could see that he was trying to hide the concern for you behind it.

You knew even if you didn’t want him to and protested further, that he would end up checking anyway.

“Fine, I trust you, I just don’t think it's anything to make a fuss over” You roll your eyes towards him as you hold out your arm for him to check.

He doesn’t give you time to reconsider, instantly running his hands along your shoulder blades and over the curve of your shoulder, getting you to roll it and other small movements so he can assess properly.

“I am pretty sure you have either pulled a muscle badly or torn a ligament, we probably should go to the doctors to get it checked properly. For now though, I have a sling we should put it in.” He sighs as he speaks, giving your shoulder a gentle massage to help you with the pain.

“A sling? Hajime, this is so stupid! I’m fine” You huff as he walks off to find the sling, when he gets back you have a small pout on your face which he can’t help but chuckle at.

“Its not stupid its your body. And i’m here until it stops being stupid okay?” He shakes his head as he speaks, starting to wrap your shoulder and arm into the sling to keep it all in place.

“How did you even do this?” He asks, raising his brow at you.

“I was trying to get a cup down” You pout more.

“Now THATS stupid, you should have just asked for help” He frowns as he grabs the phone to ring the doctors.

Leaving your pouty self on a kitchen stool, he was right though. It had been bothering you for a couple days and you were glad that you had such a loving partner to take care of you.

Next time you would just ask him to grab the cup…

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