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[evren-sadwrn]

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[danikamariewrites]

I LOVE your Feysand & Reader fics. Especially the housewife series. Could I please request a fic that takes place shortly after Gone Girl where they've been overprotective for a few months and it's really starting to grate on her nerves. She needs a break from them in Velaris. One of her solo shipping trips. Something where she purchases presents for both of them. Maybe she stops at a cafe for crepes and hot chocolate. And she knows that she's being tailed but takes it as the big step it is.

Over My Shoulder

Feysand x reader

a/n: I'm so sorry requests are taking so long, I think I've hit a bit of a writing slump. I love this idea so much and they would def be very overprotective of reader. Also, I've seen all your kind comments and want to say thank you❤️.

warnings: none

For the first few weeks after the incident you didn't leave the house. It was your choice at first. Feeling more comfortable under Feyre and Rhys's watchful eyes. You wouldn't even walk Nyx to school unless your mates or other members of the Inner Circle were with you.

Hell, you wouldn't even go to the farmers market. You sent Cassian and Azriel once which was a huge mistake. As you had unpacked the bags with them the warriors were so proud. That was until you had to educate them on the differnce between cabbage and lettuce.

Azriel was giving his brother a look that said I told you so. Cassian had pursed his lips dropping the cabbage on the counter. He the proceeded to hold out a yam, asking if it wasn't a special potato.

When the weather started to turn you started to go stir crazy. Just sitting in the garden and going on short walks wasn't cutting it anymore.

"I think I'm ready to go out. Like in town and stuff." You bring up that night as the three of you lay in bed. Feyre and Rhys freeze next to you. You didn't need the bond to feel the nervous energy radiating from them.

They didn't need to say they were scared of letting you out of their sight. Rhys has always been terrified to be away from you and Feyre. But after somethig like this. Your kidnapping still felt fresh to them.

Rhys pulls you tightly to his chest, rubbing your hair soothingly. You feel Feyre move, wrapping her arms around your waist and resting her head against your back. Before they can say anything you add, "Not alone, not for awhile. But with you guys or the family." Your mates seemed to relax at that.

"Ok," Feyre mumbled. "Why don't we go to the cafe you like after we walk Nyx to school." "I'd like that." You mumble into Rhys's chest.

It took you a few weeks to get comfortable. Then some more time to trust anyone who wasn't Feyre and Rhys. It broke Cassian's heart to see you so jumpy.

Months later you finally gained the confidence to venture out on your own. Feyre and Rhys were hesitant to let you go. You wanted your independence back, it's been driving you nuts having them breathe down your neck. It started feeling like you were a kid they were babysitting.

You wanted to get back to your routine. It is Thrusday, meaning it's family night. And what better way to get into your routine than food shopping and setting up for game night.

You decided to pull out all the stops for tonight. On your to do list is find a new board game and make a dessert you found in a new recipe book the House of Wind so kindly gifted you on your last visit.

Leaving the house you gave them each a kiss goodbye. You couldn't leave fast enough honestly. It felt like they were letting you go a little too easy. Stepping onto the porch you shrugged the feeling off, basking in the mid-morning sun before starting the walk into town.

With an iced coffee in hand you set out on your little shopping adventure. After your stop in the toy store for a new game you ran into Mor. Instead of just saying hello she continued walking with you until the farmers market.

Picking up an apple you swear you see a shadow quickly slink to the ground. Tilting your head your eyes wander across the fruit selections, watching for any other shadows. You continue with shopping for ingredients for tonight.

After the farmers market you take a detour on the way home, stopping at your favorite bookshop. It's been months since you've been here. Relying on the library at the House of Wind. As much as you love the endless selection you miss getting your own books.

Looking down at the cobblestone street you notice soemthing off about your shadow. Like something was tariling you. Stopping you quickly look around the street, paranoid that it could be something more.

Something blue catches the sun at the entrance to an alleyway to your left. It disappears into the unsual darkness for this time of day. As you keep staring the blue gem reappears, followed by three more and then a face only you would be able to see in the darkness. Azriel gives you a nod as a small, calming smile crosses your lips.

You continue walking, the bookstore only a few paces away. You couldn't believe your mates were having you followed. You thought you were at a point where you didn't need to be looked after. You let out a mental groan hoping it was loud enough for Rhys to hear.

The bell above the door to the shop rings and you shake it off. Marcy greets you cheerily, "Y/n! It's been so long, how are you." The female rushes over to you, embracing you in a warm hug. "I'm good honey, how are you?"

The two of you fall into easy conversation as she shows all the new books she got in. You periodically glance out the window to see if Azriel was still watching you. You shake your head, letting out a small chuckle. "What's up?" Marcy gives you curious look.

"Nothing," you wave her off, "just remembering something Rhys and Feyre said earlier." New customers come in Marcy leaves you to wander.

It's hard to focus on the titles in front of you with the thought of Azriel outside, waiting for you to make your next move. It's not so bad, you think. At least Azriel isn't standing right next to you. If this is what it takes for them to have peace of mind then you'll let it slide.

[bbgnyx]

Cheater

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@straykidsholicleigh here it is!! finallyy. I'm sorry for the long waitt, I hope you like it because I did add a little twist to it, so it might not be exactly what you asked for. and I literally can't imagine hyunjin like this ahh T-T he's soo sweet actually so this is def not a depiction of him whatsoever

pairing: hyunjin x reader (pairing changed towards the end hehe)

genre: angst with little fluff/comfort at the end

warnings: cheating, hyunjin is rude, angst, reader almost gets hit by car(implied).

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It all began with his forgetfulness of small coffee dates, which then escalated to days without any communication from him. Hyunjin assured you that his busy schedule and late-night practices were the reasons behind it, and you trusted him completely, right?

Today marked your three-year anniversary, and you were eagerly looking forward to spending time with your boyfriend. To surprise him, you decided to show up at his practice with flowers and chocolates. Dressed in a cute outfit, you left the house and made your way to the building, hoping to find him there.

“Hey y/n, what are you doing here?” Han asked as he spotted you. “Just here to find Hyunjin, he is here, right?” you said raising an eyebrow. “No, he isn’t. He told us he’s going home and left early? He’s been leaving early for a few days now, he said you were sick?” Han said confusion showing on his face.

Holding back tears, you thanked Han and hurriedly left the building, feeling a mix of emotions. Why would Hyunjin lie to you? Above all, you wanted to know where he was and what he was doing at that moment. With a glimmer of hope, you imagined him at the supermarket, buying chocolates for you, but deep down, you knew it wasn't the truth.

You rushed to his apartment, gasping for breath as you arrived. As you raised your hand to knock, you hesitated and instead searched through your purse for the key card he had given you .He had given it to you as a symbol of your trust. You should have known it was too good to be true at that point itself

You swiped the card and went inside. At the entrance, a black coat was hung. It was not yours and it was definitely not Hyunjin’s. You went through the coat only to find a red lipstick in it. Uncontrollable tears streamed down your face as you clutched the lipstick in your hand, realizing the painful truth.

As the door swung open, a disheveled Hyunjin stood before you, his hair in disarray and traces of lipstick smudged on his lips. Your heart sank as you locked eyes with him, unable to comprehend the betrayal unfolding before you.

"What are you doing here?" Hyunjin's voice dripped with disdain as he avoided your gaze. The words caught in your throat, choked by tears, as you mustered the strength to confront him. Three years of love and dreams shattered in an instant, leaving you blindsided. "You're not even going to hide the fact that you're cheating on me?" you managed to utter, the pain evident in your voice.

Hyunjin's response was callous, devoid of any remorse. "Well, you found out. Now get the fuck out of my house," he spat, his indifference cutting through you like a knife. Bewildered, you stood there, desperately seeking an explanation. "Wow, I really loved the wrong person. You're not even going to give me the courtesy of an explanation?"

His nonchalant reply stung, as he dismissed your feelings with ease. "I don't have anything to explain. I fell in love, and it wasn't with you," he declared, his words laced with cruelty. "It was my mistake to ever love a clingy bitch like you. I only stayed with you out of pity. You should be grateful." The final blow struck deep, shattering any remnants of hope or love you had left.

Wiping away your tears, you mustered the strength to leave. "Enjoy your new girlfriend, and never contact me again," you declared, storming out of his life, determined to never look back.

The rain poured down, mirroring the turmoil within your heart. Lost in your thoughts, you ran aimlessly, oblivious to your surroundings. Suddenly you felt yourself being pulled harshly. It was Felix. Concern etched in his voice, he asked, “Are you okay? You would have almost been hit by a car because of your carelessness.

"H-Hyunjin cheated on me," you managed to choke out, unable to find the right words. Felix's eyes widened in shock, and he swiftly guided you to a nearby café, wrapping his jacket around you protectively. In that moment, you found solace in his presence, pouring your heart out to him Though not well-acquainted with Felix, he became the friend you needed in that moment, offering a shoulder to cry on.

You finished your rant, looking up into Felix's eyes. It was welcoming and full of love. You had never seen Hyunjin like that. You realised that Hyunjin never really loved you, but now these eyes showed you something different. Real love and passion.

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[heartsforjngwn]

enhypen spending time with s/o n the dorms 🫶🫶

[ ✧.* ] . . . SPENDING TIME IN THE DORMS. ENHYPEN MEMBERS

wc: 520 | warnings: mentions of food! lmk if i should add more 🫶 | note: my first ask ackk 😭 tysm anon for this and i hope u like it 🥹💕 btw tysm to @yenlsv for helping me out with ideas for the hyung line lysm bestie 🫶

HEESEUNG — one thing about hee is he gives off comforting energy (all of them do tho) movies and cuddles are def he and s/o’s bonding. they would probably watch a super cheesy romcom or a super sad and heartbreaking movie. i feel like chocolates and ice cream will be their go-to snack during their hang outs while s/o is wearing hee’s shirt.

JAY — they will def cook or jay will attempt to teach s/o how to cook. of course, accidents are avoided given that jay is there. but when jay leaves s/o alone for a bit to go to the bathroom or something, he might come back to their dorm’s kitchen in a horrible mess.. jay gives up in teaching s/o but lets be honest, he probably loves her still the same (might be even more than before)

JAKE — i feel like its the same with hee tbh. instead of a super cheesy romcom tho, he and s/o might watch a “kids” movie. like disney binge watching or just their childhood movies. rio might be their go-to or aladdin. i feel like their snacks would be candy, preferably sour. they’ll laugh at each other’s facial reactions randomly as the movie goes because of the sour taste of the candies.

SUNGHOON — feeling like sunghoon and s/o would be binge watching a series. mean girls and legally blonde are def both of their faves. they might argue on which to watch first but they end up on deciding through rock paper scissors. honestly, chips would be their best friend during all of their binge watching life episodes. cheese dust on their fingers are their worst enemy and one of the other would probably lick their fingers while the other would wipe it in a tissue.

SUNOO — for some reason every time i think about sunoo i always think ice cream, skincare, and hair. s/o and sunoo would have a mini salon in the room and sunoo would attempt to cut s/o’s hair to curtain bangs or dora bangs while having a big bowl of ice cream on the table. after their failure of being a barber, they just end up experimenting with sunoo’s skincare because why not.

JUNGWON — you cannot convince me that jungwon and s/o wouldn’t sit together in the living room while wearing each other’s sweater, just cuddling and scrolling on their phones or something. something also tells me they would attempt to bake or cook but unlike jay, they end up in getting the cake/dish burnt. of course they wont give up and try again but like the first one.. it end up horribly wrong.

RIKI — idk bout yall but he def plays genshin. s/o would use a super op healer or buffer like bennett or kokomi and just support and watch him solo the boss with an op dps character like hu tao or ganyu. s/o and him would farm artifacts and stuff together up until their eyes cant take it. they def would fall asleep while fighting a boss and wake up in the morning with their entire team dead.

© heartsforjngwn — 2023

[milfzatannaz]

do youuu have the cookie recipe for the ones you made the other day?

sure do hon! (I’ve been trouble shooting this recipe for over a year, bc I’m quite good at baking cookies specifically lol. Theyre always a hit and I handed them out for Christmas and at school function! )

anyway here goes:

1 stick salted** butter, browned and cooled. Don’t dump hot melted butter into this recipe! You can stick it in the fridge honestly

1 stick salted** butter, soft enough that it has a bit of give when you poke it but def not too soft

3/4 cup brown sugar

3/4 cup white sugar

2 eggs

2 tsp vanilla

2 1/4 cups flour

1/2 tsp baking soda

1/2 tsp baking powder

1/2 tsp salt

A mix of dark and semisweet chocolate chips

Cream the butter and sugar on low for about 4 minutes. You don’t want to over mix this step, because if the butter is too warm it’ll create sludge in the oven. Trust me.

Add the eggs one at a time, and the vanilla. Once they’re incorporated it’ll be very slimy lol. That’s okay!

In another bowl whisk your dry ingredients to incorporate them, and add the dry mixture to the wet a half cup at a time. Once it’s all mixed, add your chocolate chips and mix those by hand. How much chocolate? Idk it’s up to you

** I always use salted butter to get that deep, toffee flavor in my cookies. It makes a difference!

Bake at 350 for 11 minutes!

[brandileigh2003]

Ok. But like?

I'm cool with remus not being traditionally beautiful. But Sirius still thinking he's the best thing ever. I think that he has certain attractive features, but he's def not some rockstar and most ppl don't take a second glance. But you need that to see the shade of his eyes, his crooked smile. Sirius loves him and finds beauty because of not despite of his scars. Bc they show strength and tell a story.

Mid level I think someone put it. Sure, I get why that can be a thing.

But. I think he can have sex appeal in other ways. His smile, his voice, a look in his eyes, muscles in certain places that defies him being otherwise skinny.

I'm fine with sirius being super intelligent and quick. Its canon after all. I love how him and James have this quality. But I don't think that means that remus liking to read or studying a lot takes that away from Sirius. I think that he likes academic validation, and he needs to read and study to stay caught up. He wants to prove he's worthy to be at school and has to work for it. I do think that he's smart though, and adds to group dynamics.

I don't think that he's just a downer and boring persay, otherwise why would they want to be with him. I think that he'll do the research maybe on the great idea that Sirius and James had and they will later carry it out flawlessly. Or sees some kind of gap in the plan and can think quick to help patch it up.

I do think he probably gets so hyperfixated on things which some people can't stand. but sirius loves to hear him talk about it. Just like remus is obsessed with everything sirius has to say. He's totally a nerd but I don't think he's just pathetic or a loser. Or maybe I just don't see those words the same as the recent posts have been using for him.

I think he's extraordinarily kind. he worships sirius, who in turn thinks remus is also the best. He's not rude to him even though I really do think they fight. But can't stay mad at each other long.

I do think that he can be angry, but I also think that a lot of times it's just at himself or crappy life circumstances. He's normally careful to keep any anger controlled bc he's worried about perception.

he's shy and and awkward and deals with a lot. He loves to help the younger students, and he uses above hard earned study methods to help them bc everything doesn't just come naturally or can share how he overcame it.

If everyone has a crush it's not bc he's completely hot or any of that. He's a soft boy with big comfy sweaters that gives good hugs. He's a good listener, a good teacher, shares anything he has, especially the chocolate that seems to be never ending in his bag. Bc he believes that it'll make you feel better. He has a kind word or compliment and can make you feel better.

I think he can be a momma's boy. And wants hope or poppy to hug him, and give him a space to cry and be weak. Otherwise I think that he likes to try to hide his pain bc he doesn't want to be a burden.

And ... That all said. I think that CR remus is different than a lot of this and hes absolutely perfect and I love him and I'd do insane things for this fictional man. It's one of my favorite ways to read about him. But something that carries over there from everything else I said is how enamored he is with Sirius Black. And how much he loves his inner circle. How he has this sacrificial love.

But anyways, I could go on about CR but that's totally not the point. Ive just seen a few things and wanted to say some things about how I see him a lot. And maybe the posts that have me feeling kind of sad talking about him are actually saying some of the same things I'm just negatively associating some words or ideas bc I know personally I can also interpret things completely the wrong way or not read into the subtext well enough

Let me know what you think. But if you think this is wrong; be kind.

And the people who like to come all up in my inbox about hating Sirius-- this isnt that. To be clear. I don't want remus to take over any traits of Sirius or whatever else you accuse me of. This has to do mostly with remus except me saying that sirius sees something in remus that a lot of people don't, that they're in love and adore each other.

I do in fact love Sirius Black and think he's wonderful. And you're missing the point if you think I hate that man. But I want to talk about remus rn and if you want something talking about Sirius, so many other wonderful people on here do that, so let's find that instead and let me hyperfixate and talk about remus.

Other random things I'll probably add to that really are prb just me.

-he is a horrible dancer. But he'll do it for sirius

-he'd do almost anything for Sirius.

-he's a music snob. But he'll read anything

-he is super annoying in class bc he shakes his leg or taps his quill. Sirius thinks it's adorable though.

-he needs a cane around the full. But he doesn't like to use it.

-the man loves weed. Him and hope smoke together.

-he has no idea how to take care of his hair

-to me he's associated with chronic illness, pain or disability in every universe. Or some mix or variation. (Ofc authors have free choice it's their story and I have no right for demands or anything) but I write him that way, hc him that way, get stupidly happy when I read it bc I feel so seen, search AO3 tags regularly for these portrayals.

-remus has no sense of style. But sirius doesn't care, he's so soft and cozy with his sweaters. The only thing about that is that I'm personally convinced hope bought remus a leather jacket, he shows up wearing it on the train, Sirius somehow gets his hands on it... Remus' eyes pop out of his head, maybe drools a bit- and it becomes Sirius' trademark

[lovesickbrat]

Gourmand perfume recs? I love anything that smells like cake, cookies, chocolate, caramel, vanilla, strawberry shortcake...

my tup gourmand recs will def be

the angel of affordable budget gourmand perfumes its strong its sugary sweet its THEE gourmand tbh

choco musk is popular for good reason its rich musky chocolate and has a rollerball so you can lyer and make it super potent

luna by nina ricci is v underrated its a rich caramel thats very modern but surprisingly seductive

bon bon smells like caramel candy theres no other way about it but the citrus brightens it up a bit and adds some depth

bianco latte is the most expensive so youll be better off with samples and decants but this went viral for good reason its a sweet caramel milky perfume its like sweetened condensed milk in a bottle and its so good

its like a little kiwi cupcake its so good and actually v freah which makes it versatile and wearable year round i wore this out partying on halloween

this is what kilian love dont be shy shoulda smelled like tbh…its like the powder on a marshmallow it smells so good i love it i dont have the caramel one but its on my list

straight up cupcakes and cookies this my shit i absolutely love it lmao thank u to my 19 yr old ex roommate who doused herself in this every time she left the dorm

this rlly does smell like cookies they arent lying i rlly like this a lot esp layered w the bodycology mist and eos vanilla cashmere

lolitaland smells like straight up orange creamsicle its a great summer gourmand for that reason its so sweet but its p complex

i ran outta pics but vanilla by theororos kaloyinis bad rich chocolate chip cookie scent to it i rlly like this one ive only ever sampled it tho

Burberry Her Elixir is better than Burberry Her tbh its richer, smoother, creamier and has that strawberry milkshake element

[ccaramel-llow]

Erm I think I should really request a few hcs of a Reader x Cesar Torres 🗣 I live laugh love him so much omg 😭😭

and if possible 🧐 add themes that the reader is a bit overworked in at their job 🗣🗣

Overworked hc's

Pairings;

Cesar Torres/you

Warnings; None!

Bros WORRIED the time you come home, Like the moment you come home safely looking like a tired dead rat he instantly asks you whats wrong

He wonders if your boss is an ass, If he is, He prays an alternate jumps them (spoiler alert, He kills your boss)

He does anything for you as your tucked in his bed in his room, Also puts on the tv as you lay in it

Was raised RIGHT, Whatever you ask for you receive <33

I have a feeling he'd like to shower you with your typical romantic gifts, such as chocolate heart boxes, Flowers and stuff

For dates, I feel like he'd take you to an aquarium or some fancy restaurant <333 !!

he likes it when you run a hand through his hair or play with it, He finds it soothing <3

Probably calls you "Mi cieltio" Which means "my sun" In Spanish <33

He lives for cuddling, Like bro says yes immediately when you ask him if he wants to cuddle.

Hes good at cooking, Like really Gordon Ramsay good. (male wife..)

Whenever your not anywhere near him he literally misses you and daydreams about what you two could do all day.

Would def love to kiss your hands!!

BONUS:

You sighed as you tried to get out of bed to go to work on documents or some shit, But before you could, You felt cesar's hands grab your shoulders and set you back down.

"My love, I think its better that you rest." He said, Clearly concerned for your well being. You had awful eye bags and stuff, You could also smell the aroma of (favorite food) coming from outside the room. You shook your head.

"But i need to wo-"

"Lay back down, Now."

".."

And then you were being taken care of that whole night and you both cuddled, The end!!

[itoshi-s]

Don't worry I feel the same way about mochi ice cream D: the texture is great!! But the flavor....ehhhh. Also, Rin needs a psychologist gf lmao he and so many other boys (like Reo and Nagi) could benefit from having a partner with the analytical thought process and emotional maturity to call them out on shit and give them advice 😂😂😂

Out of curiosity btw, have you ever thought about what lipstick color/or chapstick flavors the bllk boys would like?? Reo supposedly like older, classy women so he seems like a vintage red lip guy with maybe a minty chapstick. Nagi, Isagi, and Rin seem like pink boys for sure but different shades. Bachira is a fruity flavor and likes the wholeeee color palette

aaaAaA pls the psych girlfriends …… yes absolutely </3 rin would HATE the thought of it, but eventually learn that it actually has its perks. nagi wouldn’t realize that it’s helpful 2 hear someone’s pov and actually give him some good insight on what’s going on w his thoughts. reo actively asks u for advice & wants to hear your opinion!!!! it’s not like he’s going 2 make use of it immediately tho lol he’s so baby :( but yes definitely agree. this is extremely self-indulgent but yes all of these stressed out emotionally constipated men need a psychologist s/o. end of story i am actually assigning them one as we speak :,3

as for the lipsticks !!! this idea is so cute omg ^_^ for starters reo is definitely into red, cool toned and rich!! matte or lacquered, it doesn’t really matter, he just loves the color in overall. it’s very classy && he’s absolutely into that. also may i add,, lipsticks stains…..oh he goes cRAZY. as for chapstick flavors yes! def something minty, nothing too weird, he likes the way it feels cool when he gives u kisses!

bachira is so fun omg he truly does like all the colors on u,, it’s so hard 4 him to pick a favorite he just loves them all :( watches you apply it in the mornings &&he’s so giddy ‘cause you can pull off anything and he likes how fun it looks. fruity chapsticks are a must, even better if u have a few different flavors and he makes it a little game to guess which one is it that you’re wearing today >_<

yes !! rin, isagi, & nagi all love pinkish shades. there's something so cute about it! i'd say rin is into nude-ish colors, the kinda pink that looks like your lip color but better, and loves if you wear a darker lip liner w/ it <33 it makes your pout pop nd he just cannot stop thinking about it!!!! chapstick flavor - anything sweet :( the sweeter the better. coconut, vanilla, or some other fancy stuff, he loves to lick his lip and taste the remaining traces!

isagi is more into lip gloss i feel like !! he doesn't discriminate between shades, but pink just does it for him. it makes your complexion all dewy and fresh and he likes how sweet it makes u look :< also adores the way ur lipgloss leaves stains on his cheeks and stains his lips a soft pink as well whenever u smooch him. somethin about yoichi strikes me as a simple,, lovely lovely guy and so i think his fav chapstick is just plain strawberry!!!! mmhm

last but not least, nagi likes u in a little toned down pinks. liquid matte, preferably,, so that it's not a pain later when u kiss him and leave marks :x BUT i'd say he also has a think for darker lip colors, i'm thinking a nice deep chocolate brown or perhaps a brown-ish gloss, i'm thinking of that one fenty heat shade..... it catches his attention, makes your lips so vibrant and accentuated, he cannot resist it!!!!! loves ur cola flavored chapsticks

[vyntilador]

Give your moots a genshin valentine!! 💝

Spending Valentine's day with them ~

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Genre: Fluff

Characters: Zhongli, Childe, Thoma, Ayato (i still dk how to write for the girls 😔)

A/N: Yall lmk if u wanna add anyone else here

Also I'm prolly making a pt2 i wanna see how theyd confess on valentines lmao

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Zhongli

He's pretty old fashioned so I can see him taking you on walks on Yaoguang shoal for a quick swim or just playing in the sand.

He holds your hand in his giving it light squeezes every now and then, as a silent and subtle way of showing his adoration for you. He has his eyes trained on you as you look around the mesmerizing area withholding both of your memories together.

It's either he gets you on little picnics on Mt. Hulao or you walk through Liyue and admire the view and the people within it.

Midnight walks through Liyue was always something to look forward with him. The way the moonlight illuminates his figure was as usual, a sight to behold. The cute thing is that whenever you pass by a store that sells any Valentine's items (chocolates, flowers, etc.) he always stops by them and buys a few to give it just to you. (Make sure to remind him to bring his wallet tho unless u wanna lose money lmao)

Picnics at Mt. Hulao seem more likely honestly. He sits in the same spot he and his old friends used to.

You're both sat underneath a tree, talking over tea as you look over the surrounding area and admire the exquisite nature Liyue has to offer.

And as the day ends, Zhongli invites you over to Mt. Tianheng to watch the sunset.

You sat on the grass with his hand ontop of yours. You had your eyes on the mesmerizing view of the sky's hue turning from blue to orange just like his eyes as the sun hid and the moon rose. But the whole time, he had his eyes trained on you. Never letting the sweet moment come to waste as he smiles to himself and reminds himself to never ever leave your side until death do you apart.

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Childe

Literally look me in the eyes and tell me the mf won't go and rent a whole ass buffet restaurant for your valentine's date💀 No but starting off strong, he wakes you up with a surprise.

It was early in the morning while you were deep in slumber did you hear the silent creaking of the floor and as you flutter your eyes open, Tartaglia's face comes into view. His cheeks and nose rosy with the cold weather, he holds out a bouquet of flowers and greets you. As seconds pass, you could smell the delectable aroma of the breakfast he had ready downstairs. And by that point, you knew that this would be a long day.

He'd consider having picnics but he's pretty picky so he'd def take you out on a fancy date. (but if u rlly wanted, hed take you out on a picnic. Not in Snehznaya tho lmao)

Imagine if there are any malls in Snezhnaya(IDK HOW TO SPELL IT😭) and he takes you on a date there. Best expect that there's fancy shit there I mean, the harbingers are rich and shi I'd expect everyone else to be at least half of them idk y.

Walking through the halls of the mall with your arm intertwined with his. You kept your eyes trained forwards, avoiding contact with any and every store open but your ever so stubborn boyfriend scouts the mall as if he's looking for prey. The moment his eyes land on a store that sells exquisite clothing, next thing you know, by the blink of an eye, Tartaglia's arms are full of bags with clothing and shoes in them.

Going near dinner time, yeahh he'd go for a dinner date too. Yk 5 star eat all you can type of restaurant that's completely empty for some reason and is only housing you two. You can't rlly complain tho it's enjoyable.

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Thoma

He was debating wether to ask Ayato for a leave and go on a date with you or just give you flowers and chocolates then dip but the moment the siblings heard about it, he was immediately given a day off lmao

I can see him being kinda like Childe here but more toned down in a sense.

You slowly stir awake at the sound of your name getting called and as your eyes slowly open, you lay upon the perfect view of your sweet boyfriend with the prettiest smile ever known to man kind and the gentles eyes. He gives you a soft kiss on your forehead and tells you to get ready since he has breakfast ready downstairs and he leaves.

Around afternoon, he's taking you out on a walk around Inazuma City and giving Taroumaru a visit. You didn't know how long you spent feeding the adorable pup but it was pretty enjoyable and relaxing so you couldn't complain.

If he had the time, he'd definitely go visit Mondstadt with you and visit some old friends and hang out at different spots he used to relax in when he was there.

For dinner, he was supposed to have dinner with Ayato and Ayaka but they insisted that you two have a sweet moment together so he did!

Probably went to Ritou or stayed in Inazuma city to get dinner. He originally wanted to go to Ritou for the view but theres good stuff in Inazuma city.

Picnics around like behind the Kamisato Manor to watch over the sea while enjoying the moment together<3333

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A/N: Naww ik this was short asf but I swear I'm making more LMFAOO I'm just running out of ideas rn and yo girl has to study too😭😭😭

Also thought its abt time to like fix up my acc yk so for everyones info for now, i can (probably) write for Genshin, Twst, obey me, tears of themis, and like a long ass list of animes idk too many i forgot some

[edgeofmyniall]

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okay so I am TERRIBLE at math so the flashback dates maybe wrong I will make a post putting them in order at the end of the story

TW: description and overdramatization of a miscarriage and gaslighting 

The Arrival: Part Two

Six Years Ago

“What do you mean no?” Niall sits across from Poppy, brows furrowed into row of waves that swim across his forehead. He sounded hurt; he didn’t mean to sound it, but when it came to his girlfriend, Niall laid everything out on the table. The small group of friends sit in a booth in the back of the local pub. Penelope is on the edge of the seat staring her date in the eyes. She is unwavering in her gaze as a small, crooked smile forms her face. Niall can hear his friends snickering around him, but he doesn’t care that he looks like an absolute fool in love in front of them. They would eventually learn.

“I said no, Niall.” Her brow arches as she leans forward, picking up the playing card on top. Niall tries to grab her wrist, to stop her, but he misses and slams his palm on the table. She adds the newest card to her hand, looking over her collection before blowing a kiss at him. It was never clear on the rules of Niall and his buddies’ card game. Hell, it didn’t even have a name, but Poppy picked it up easily and was one of the toughest people to beat. 

“We could be unstoppable, Pop. Just think of the rounds of drinks these idiots would us,” Niall makes one final plea, desperate at a chance of winning. 

“No.”

“I’ll do the dishes for a month straight,” Niall runs his tongue over his lips as he looks up at his girlfriend. She’s thinking it over, but only waves him off.

“I’m Justin’s partner,” she smiles as she rearranges her cards to suit her. “Hope you’re ready to lose, Horan.” A devilish grin forms on her mouth as she places the ace and king of hearts on the table. “Read ‘em and weep.”

The groans coming from Niall, Amelia, Ryan, and Jackson fill the air as Justin leans against the table to high five his partner. Poppy smiles as one of Niall’s childhood friends sighs before scooting out of the booth to order a round of shots for the winners. 

“You suck,” Niall grumbles, leaning into the worn leather seat.

“I know,” she winks, causing the group to snicker. She leans down to kiss Niall, fully and deeply. She taste of vanilla liquor and sticky Chapstick. Her hand slides into Niall’s front tee pocket before sliding out. “I’ll be right back. Got to pee. Millie?”

“Coming,” Amelia motions for Niall and Justin to stand so she can go with Poppy. When Justin and Niall sit back down, Niall feels Justin nudge his side with an elbow. He looks over at his best friend, a soft smile forming on his lips.

“Don’t rub it in,” Niall scoffs, laughing as he rakes his fingers through his hair. He sighs, feeling the emptiness already. He shouldn’t feel this way when Poppy isn’t around. Not this badly and not this soon.

“You’re done for, dude.” Justin’s deep voice carries over the booth and “You’re so over for her, I can’t even see the end.”

“Yeah, you think so?” Niall asks, shuffling the cards again. He wanted to win this time. He peers over to his friend. On the outside, they were completely different- where Niall was average height, Justin loomed over him standing over six feet. Where Niall had baby blue eyes, Justin had deep brown irises, a color that Niall compared to a strong tree in the middle of a forest. And where Niall was a pale hue, Justin is what Poppy, while drunk, once described him as a piece of dark chocolate that she had been dying to taste. Justin only smiled and pulled her in for a suffocating hug. 

But on the inside, Justin and Niall were the same. They cared about the people in their lives. They protected them, no matter the cost. They saw themselves as the top two male lions over watching their pride. They were warriors growing up in the streets of Hell’s Kitchen. One always had a seat at the other’s table, especially after Niall defended Justin in school when he was bullied for being black. Niall had taken a blackened eye when the fight ended. He left the middle-school aged boy on the pavement with a broken nose an an almost broken arm to himself while Justin and his younger sister looked on.

“I know so,” Justin stretches before lightly hitting Niall’s arm with a closed fist. “Which I don’t mind because she’s kind of awesome. Just waiting on you stop being a bitch and ask her to marry you already.” Justin reaches into Niall’s front pocket and pulls out the king of hearts.

The warm air hits Niall like a sudden force that kicks him in the stomach. His hand still lingers on the crook of Penelope’s back and he knows all too well that his heart is screaming for her. One look from her and he feels like he could vomit. 

It was a familiarity that burned in his soul and only projected through his shaking hands.

It had always been that way for him when it came to Penelope Myers. She could make his thoughts dizzy, his heart sing, and his stomach knot with one singular look. If love was illegal, he would forever be a criminal. He was absolutely still in love with Poppy. And he hated himself for it.

Until he started to notice that Poppy cared for more of the material things than himself. Her gaze would linger on the necklaces and rings that he presented her when she thanked him, instead of him- the one who worked long days and nights to procure the item. She could not stop praising the new car that sat in the garage when she called her mom. It was him that worked hard and gave Poppy the nicer things in life. And she failed to respect him in the way that Niall seemed fit. 

She was shallow, only loving him for the diamond on her hand and the car she drives. And the house that they built together. 

“How have you two been?” Amelia asks as her drink slings against the carpet. Clearly under the buzz of wine, she pulls both Niall and Poppy into a forced hug, letting her Yorkshire accent free from her imprisonment. Niall had adopted Amelia as his little sister when she had became the foreign exchange student in high school. She fit right in with the group, honestly. She taught Niall the differences in types of hair and hair textures, how to talk up a girl and follow through, but the most important thing that Amelia ever taught him was that even though time and space can part two people, the unconditional love was always there. 

The pretend couple look at one another before Amelia lets her grip go, forcing smiles on their faces. “Been a lot of rumors going about… a divorce, an affair? Not the two of you, I say,” Amelia smiles, genuinely believing her friends were still together. 

“Kind of a nuance, don’t you think? I mean, listening to that garbage?” Poppy smiles at her friend. She feels Niall’s grip on her tighten. She had given too much away. Too much of a hint. “They always get it wrong.”

“Not all the time, but,” Amelia smiles. “If it were true, you wouldn’t be still trying for a baby. You are trying for a baby again, right?” 

Poppy cradles her torso in an unconscious decision- grief swallowing her whole. Niall presses his hand tighter around Poppy’s back. They had been trying, to say the least. Until one day Poppy woke up with bloody sheets and her torso feeling as if it’s been ripped open. Niall grieved only for a few weeks that his wife miscarried, but Poppy still grieves in silence. 

Four Years Ago

“Niall,” Poppy whined, her stomach feeling torn to shreds. She had woken from a deep slumber to the intense pain that scratched and clawed at her body. Her back tightened and with cramps pulling at her muscles, she felt like someone had taken to her insides with a hatchet. She felt weak, both physically and mentally. She thought it might have been the food she had eaten for dinner, but it was more than that. She felt the loss move through her body. She moved her legs closer to her chest trying to relieve the pain somehow. She whimpered as tears fell onto the silk pillow case. 

The pain was enough to break someone. She tried to form a sentence, but the only thing she could muster together was her husband’s name. “Niall, please… I-ow.” Poppy sobbed into the pillow, her fists clenching the sheets in some desperate to suppress the pain.

“What is it?” Niall sat up suddenly, leaning on one arm as he turned toward his wife whose tears had soaked into her pillow. He had just fallen asleep, twisting and turning trying to shut his mind off. He was going to be a dad. He would get the chance to raise a child, in hopes that they would be everything he wasn’t. 

“What’s wrong?” Niall tries to wrap his arm around Poppy’s shaking body when he feels the dampness on the sheets. Quickly, he leans across her wife’s rigid body to turn on the lamp beside the bed and tosses the white sheets off Poppy’s body. The dark red liquid had stained the entirety of Poppy’s side of the bed. In the scene of life or death, Niall watches his wife lose the greatest joy she had. Still crouched in the fetal position, Penelope screams out as another wave of pain courses through her body. Niall’s heart races as he becomes frantic. His breathing is erratic as he scoops his wife into his arms and carries her downstairs. 

“Please, please, please not the baby,” was the only thing that ran across his mind.

“It hurts, Niall. I can’t-” Poppy tries to speak through the tears and the gut wrenching pain, but fails as she buries her head into Niall’s chest as she cries. 

“Baby, shhh, it’ll be alright,” Niall lied, panic rising in his chest. He awkwardly opens the back seat of his car and lays Poppy down gently before racing back up the stairs to grab his phone. 

“Sam, get an emergency cleaning crew to my house as soon as fucking possible,” Niall tries to steady his request, but it comes off more as a demand. It was late and why his assistant was still up at this ungodly hour he will never know. “I’m taking Penelope to the ER. Cancel all my meetings for tomorrow or today or what the fuck ever day it is. She’s losing my child and I- '' Niall screams into the empty house as tears fall down his face. His body shakes as he hits his fist into the wall, putting a hole into the painted drywall. “I got to go.” Niall shoves the phone into the pocket of his checkered pajama pants and flies to the nearest emergency room.

The drive to the hospital was the longest fifteen minutes of his life. He didn’t care if the cops caught him speeding through traffic signs and lights. He had his hazard lights on as he pushed his Mercedes Benz and himself to the limit. He tried to keep his eyes on the road, but the sniffles and groans coming from the back seat, he couldn’t help but look in the rearview mirror and see his heart break. 

When they arrived, the car halted to a screeching stop. Niall ran into the emergency waiting room yelling for help. He didn’t care who he had to pay, who he had to assault, who he had to sell his soul to- he just wanted his wife taken care of.

Nurses frantically took Poppy out of Niall’s hold and while they placed her on a gurney, one very petite nurse assured him that his wife was in the best of hands and that he needed to fill out some information to give her the best care possible. 

“Azithromycin. She’s allergic to that,” Niall paced back and forth as the nurse took down Poppy’s name, address, and emergency contact. “She goes by Poppy. She hates it when she’s called by her government name. You got that she’s allergic to azithromycin? She’ll end up in hives. I found that out when I took her out the first time. I planned a picnic, you know, just to get to know each other, and some of the food I packed had gone bad. We ended up at Lenox and they gave her azithromycin and she got hives.”

Waiting felt like centuries. When a male in blue scrubs called out their last name, he ran to him, searching his face for any kind of answer. Niall pushed his hair down, knowing that he mindlessly ran his fingers through as he paced the white, sterile waiting room. 

“Follow me, the doctor wants to speak with you.” So Niall followed the tall man in blue scrubs through hallways until he walked into an exam room that was empty sans Poppy’s pajamas. “The doctor will be right in.”

Alone, Niall walked over to the neatly folded silk pajamas and holds them gingerly in his hands. He felt his body tremble, his mind blank, until the silence was screaming at him. Tears fell from his eyes as he held the night clothes close to his chest. He didn’t care if the remanence of what was once stained his shirt. If he lost Poppy, he would lose himself.

“Sir,” the doctor, a young and fairly new attendant, walks into the room. She carries herself in a way that one would when delivering bad news. Niall quickly stands, holding the pajamas in one hand. She explains that Poppy had been rushed to the operating room given they didn’t know what was going on at the time. “Your wife has lost a lot of blood and she could have lost her life if you hadn’t made it here in time.”

“What about the baby?” Niall’s eyes wide as he takes in the unspoken words. He could read between the lines. “What about my baby?”

“The fetus did not make it,” the doctor’s face scrunched as she tried to break the life changing news. She tried so hard to stop her own tears from falling, as if she had been on the other side of the news she was giving. “Penelope wasn’t far along and in the first trimester there is-”

“Eighty percent chance that a miscarriage could happen. I know, I researched everything when Poppy told me.” Niall hung his head and wept as the doctor stood in the solidary of Niall’s grief. “Is my wife okay? Did she make it?” Niall’s voice cracked at the thought of losing his best friend. His life would be shambles if he ever lost Poppy. 

“She’s in the recovery room asking for you. Penelope, it seems that she does have polycystic ovarian syndrome. It’s a condition that affects her hormone levels. Penelope has more male hormones than she should. PCOS makes it hard for women to become pregnant…”

“We had a hard time… We had an appointment to start with In-Vetro, but then she got pregnant by some miracle,” Niall looked at the speckled white floor tiles, trying to steady his voice. 

“The high levels of testosterone caused the miscarriage. Mister Horan,” the doctor crossed her hands in front of her body. “I’m sorry for your loss.” Niall knew the doctor was truly sincere when she apologized, but nothing, no words, could bring his growing baby back.  

Niall’s trek to the recovery room seemed never ending. He wanted to reach his wife and to hold her close so badly that the white walls and floors of the hospital were an endless maze. Niall curses at the barriers that are keeping him from his wife, his best friend, that needed him. He tried so hard to hold himself together when he saw his wife, laying in a stiff hospital bed hooked up to beeping monitors. He watched her heart rate continuously flash across the screen. He held her hand, still soft and gentle just like the first time he held her hand. 

“I’m sorry,” Poppy said, her eyes fluttering open. They felt heavy from the pain medication, but she knew the warmth of her husband’s hand. “It’s all my fault. My body... I-” Poppy’s voices cracked under the weight of her words. Everything she tried to say was too burdensome to speak.  The invisible barrier between them was overshadowing both of them and Niall had begun to crack under it. 

“No, no, no,” Niall repeated as he pushed the wet tendrils of hair out of Poppy’s face, his voice finally cracking. He tried to be strong for his wife when she was at her weakest, but the sight of one of the strongest people he knew lying in a bed in grief that consumed her broke him. It was not her fault. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, but maybe his own. If he would have watched more closely for the signs, anything, he might have prevented this from happening. Pale and sickly cold with sweat, Niall smiles at the angel with dark circles under her eyes as if she was the inspiration of the Mona Lisa. Poppy swallows hard as she brings her husband’s hand to her lips, the touch of his hand to her skin causes another wave of tears. She had failed him and the baby. “We’ll try again.”

“We’re...giving it some time,” Poppy dances on the right words to say. She dares not speak of anything that might give any indication of what’s happened after the loss. She curses herself for living a secret life. Was it a secret life or was it is a double life that was covered in contracts and inconsolable grief?

“Ah, well, it’ll come. All good things come when in their own time, innit that right, Niall? The business hasn’t been doing well, yeah?” Amelia’s eyes flicker with sarcasm as Niall swallows his anger. It stung, really. It wasn’t the time nor the place to compare piss streams. He wants to say what he’s really thinking, what he really thinks of Amelia being born into her winery, but instead, he only gives back what Amelia dished. It had always been like that with them. 

“Same could be said for you and Maxwell? Or is it Josh this week?” Amelia laughs, hurt and anger flash across her face, a look that would kill Niall where he stood. Niall regrets his vomit of words as soon as they left his lips. It was Millie. The girl who never judged him for all the wrong decisions that he made in his past, and yet he couldn’t tell her the deepest and darkest secret that he buried inside of him. It would devastate her- fully knowing how he broke his now ex-wife’s heart and tore their marriage apart like fine paper. He had put himself and his wants and needs first for the first time in his life, and he told himself that he doesn’t regret it- the decision to move on with his life after the miscarriage, but he half believed his lie. Poppy nudges Niall with her elbow and whispers, “Be nice” after Amelia disappears to fetch the unlucky lad of the month.

“I am. Being nice. Did you hear what she said about the business? Jesus Christ I could twist her head off,” He sighs, taking his grip off her. “I shouldn’t of said it. She got under my skin.”

“You know she does that to you,” Poppy looks up at the swirl of brown hair that had fallen down. It lingers in front of his forehead and for a moment, her hand reaches forward to put it back in place. It was muscle memory, doing the simple yet intimate motion. She rolls her lips in, hoping the nude lipstick doesn’t smudge, and does it anyway. 

Niall jerks back when he sees Poppy reaching up to touch him, but he looks around the room, feeling the looks of familiar faces taking them in. This is couple that was supposed to beat all odds. The couple that was supposed to make it. 

“Calm down, I’m only fixing your hair,” Poppy has through a forced gritted smile. “Gives the illusion, remember?”

“Yeah,” Niall huffs, faking a toothy smile as he looks at Poppy the way he did on their wedding day. It could be the ease that he had gotten used to when he was with her, but without thinking, Niall cups Poppy’s face, his thumb running against her smooth skin. His eyes soften for her. The same green eyes that still haunt his dreams. Her hand gingerly wraps around his wrist and he could swear he could hear her heart scream for him. 

That moment lasted as fast as it came when Amelia rounds the corner with a man in tow. Niall drops his hold on his ex-wife and morphs his body into the business Niall that Poppy had seen so many times. And she was left with feeling empty. 

“Ah, here is the lucky man. Name’s Niall.” Niall extends his hand out to the tall, tanned male who looks to belong in a magazine. His blonde hair is gelled back with a tiny curl swooping down his forehead. He flashes his teeth when he smiles. 

“Jayden. Nice to meet you and Miss?” Jayden almost bows as he looks at Poppy and Niall notes this. His fist tighten as his smile grows wider. “Mrs. Poppy, Niall’s...wife.” She had hesitated for a mere moment. The frantic squeeze of Niall’s hand on her hip had pushed her over to say the word. The same word that is a lie and it tastes bitter in Poppy’s mouth. She wishes she could get used to the taste by now, but it still is just the same. Poppy looks at Jayden, who is still holding her hand. Niall clears his throat as he pulls Poppy closer to him. 

“Leave your luggage by the door,” Amelia says before folding her arm around Jayden’s and showing them Justin’s home. As if they actually needed it. It was only to show off that the successful business couple came back to their roots, even if for a little while. The house that they spent many nights and weekends in, making the memories and people that they are today. The home that was their safe haven.

“Now, tell me,” Amelia whispered to Poppy when Niall wandered over to the bar to collect a bottle of bourbon, “I saw a dark-haired hussie standing over Niall with her breasts all out when I came by the office one day to drop off some of my samples. I tried putting in the code on the gate, but it wouldn’t work, but you would know that if you ever returned my calls.”

“Sorry about that, Millie, I’ve been busy with the magazine and Arlo is going to training school. Niall said she’s the new receptionist.” Poppy hates the taste of lies, boiling inside her as she spews one after another. 

“Well, she was all over him, and Niall was eating that shit up. I swear, I almost threw the bitch off the balcony meself.” Amelia’s brow furrowed as she looked up to her friend. “If the rumors are true…”

“No!” Poppy said a little too quickly and loudly, “I mean, no they aren’t. I trust Niall. He knows what he comes home to.” Poppy smiles reassuringly, but doubts her words. Does he really?

“Well, I trust you. I know that you would never lie to me cuz your me best friend, and I love you so fuckin’ much,” Amelia’s words slurred as brought her friend in for another hug. Poppy’s heart sank as the lies burned in her mouth. She could never take them back, and if her friend ever found out, their trust would be severed and the domino effect would begin. 

“I just hate that we’re all together again under these circumstances. Justin was…” Poppy tried to find the words to describe what Justin meant to her. He had been her friend throughout college, and they had been close until his passing. 

The day she found out Justin died had been a blur. She woke up feeling off, like the grey skies had already known what she didn’t. She tried working from home, but her attention turned to the frame picture of all of the group that sat on her desk. Justin had made some corny joke to make Poppy cry to tears. He had always been the light of the group, and without him, it was just grey. Alex, his girlfriend of eternity, had called her to let her know and to pass along the news to Niall whom she couldn’t reach. Probably because he was under her. 

She was angry at Justin for keeping his cancer a secret from her for so long. She wanted to help, but Justin reassuringly let her know that unless she held the power of God, that there wasn’t anything that she could do. 

“Amazing, to say the least,” Amelia finished her friend’s sentence. Poppy looked over to Niall who stood next to Alex with a smile wide across his face. He was firmly gripping his glass of red wine when he looked over to his ex-wife and felt an old happiness and yearning for her. He held up the crystal glass towards Poppy, giving her a small toast in honor of them keeping up the show so well. He swallowed the feeling down as he sipped his wine, cursing himself for letting his guard down. 

He still loved her. 

Three Years Ago

“Where were you last night?” Poopy asks, her hands crossed against her chest. “Where the fuck were you? This is the third time, Niall.” She cocks a brow as she looks at her husband who remained silent. The cold grey morning seeped into the pale white living room where the two were standing. Niall had only just come inside when Poppy stood at the base of the stairs. Her eyes, rimmed with red from worry and tears, watches her husband as he tosses his briefcase to the floor. 

“I was out, alright?” Niall sighed as he looked Poppy in her swollen eyes. He didn’t call her. Not even after the floods of texts and calls, Niall never once picked up his phone.

“Where?” Poppy asks, her voice sharp as a knife. She could feel the tears brimming over the edge of her lids and her mouth formed a frown. She thought of the worst.

“I was at the office late with reports,” Niall walked over to Poppy kissing her temple as he pulled her close. “I fell asleep. I should have called.”

“You’re lying. You were with her.” Poppy screamed, the heart break too much, “Just fucking it admit it, Niall,” Poppy rubs her eyes with the inside of her hands. She wanted to shove him, make him pack his shit up, to throw her rings at him, to do anything, but cry and scream at her husband. She was turning into the one thing she never wanted to be. 

“I’m going to take a shower and then we can go see your parents. Stop acting crazy. I already have to deal with them still fighting. They do know that they’re spilt, right?” Niall said, ignoring the accusations. She stood there, smelling the perfume and she felt sick to her stomach. He pushed past her, climbing the stairs as he went about his day.

It was foreign to her now. The fighting. It stings and it put a sour taste in her mouth. She covered her mouth with her hand as she screamed and cried as Niall lied to her once again. Who was this Niall that pushed past her like she was nothing? There, as she sits on the bottom step, Poppy decides that to make it through this storm, she would put on her rain jacket and boots and march on, numb and void.  

One by one, the two are reunited with old friends that they had lost contact with over the years. Each time, the two forced smiles and laughter for shared memories and explanations. No one dares to address the rumors that the couple are no longer together. That would mean facing the truth and digging up each lie they’ve spoken over the past year. Hours passed and the two felt as if they had finally come home after wandering around for years. Niall steals a quick glance from Poppy who is laughing at a joke that Jayden said. He wants to rescue her as he watches her subtly flirt with the stranger. His fear of losing Poppy had come true, by his own demise, but here in the warm fire scented room, he felt that he could lose Poppy all over again.  

“Where’s our rooms?” Niall finally asks after sharing a chardonnay with Alex, her brown wavy hair perched on the top of head after the heat of alcohol had taken over her face. Alex tried to keep the wine from coming up when Niall asked his question. Niall felt the secret becoming like loose strands the longer he stood there in front of his friends.

“Rooms? You and Poppy only need one, unless…”

“No, none of it’s true. Just misspoke is all,” Niall swallows the last of the wine in hopes of the conversation and upcoming questions dying. The bottle of unopened bourbon still stands on their suitcases waiting for Niall’s lips to taste. 

“Last door on the left upstairs. The usual room,” Alex cocks a brow when Niall pulls Poppy in the direction of the luggage. 

“Grab your bags and let’s go,” Niall breathes hard, angry at himself for letting the one word almost unravel the lie they’re both living. “We’re in our old room.”

“One room? We’re sharing?” Poppy asks hushed as she pulls the handle on her overnight bag. “Are you sure?”

“They don’t know, Penelope,” he growls, looking Poppy in the eyes before trudging upstairs leaving Poppy to her own demise. 

They don’t know.

She has to repeat this to herself, reminding her that while life moved forward for the two of them, their friends are stuck in the past. 

Three Years Ago

Poppy stood in the elevator, wine in hand and all of Niall’s favorite foods. It felt thrilling, sneaking into her husband’s office. She wanted to revive their love life. They had fallen into the roommate groove, helping with household chores, and casual conversations, but when conversations turned heated with passion, Niall would shut the idea down with an excuse.

She had everything planned out in her head. She wore the red lace lingerie that Niall had bought her a year ago. He nearly tore it to shreds the first time she wore it. She had hoped he would this time. The long coat was heavy on her body, but she knew it would come off soon. Her insides vibrated as the elevators dinged open and as she walked out, her lips turned upward in a smile. 

But she stopped in her tracks when she rounded the corner. With her back against the wall, and the man she knew to be her husband hovering over the woman, Poppy watched as Niall ran his thumb across the receptionist’s cheek. Giggles filled the room. Poppy’s mind screamed at her to run to elevator to escape the reality she was witnessing, but her body stood there frozen in time as she watched the woman loosen Niall’s tie- the tie that Poppy had bought him recently. Niall grabbed her hand and pulled her towards his office. 

“C’mon Shelby baby,” Niall said before kissing her. She was dark haired, tanned skin with full breasts and hips. Everything that Poppy was not. Everything that Niall wished she was. 

She was everything that Niall dreamed of and the only thing Poppy could do was turn and walk away. The red lips burned in her mind and she imagined what the two were doing just now as she pushed the button to the elevator. Tears stained her face, running her make up off her skin, and when the elevator opened up, Poppy swallowed what dignity she had left and tried to put herself in the box that she thought would win her husband back.

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[slasheru]

If the datables tried to cook dinner, how would they do?

HEX: Ohhh, poor baby Hex. You ever see the Mac and Dennis Move to the Suburbs episode of Always Sunny? You know Mac's Famous Mac and Cheese? It's that. Hex makes nothing but Hex's Famous Mac and Cheese. He DEFINITELY adds Hamburger Helper and wears a cute frilly KISS THE COOK apron, so you'll def wanna kiss the cook despite his sub-par cooking skills. Hex once burned down a microwave heating up a quesadilla. :V

SAWYER: Ohhhh get ready for the NIGHT of your LIFE. You ever hear about the French Laundry? Sawyer's been there. He owns the cookbook. He's been preparing his sous-vide for DAYS. Not only would be serve up a primo five-course meal, it'd be decked out SUPER romantic, with candles and music, and, I think, Sawyer has a sixth course planned. That involves the Player as dessert. ;)

TATE: Freak out that he has to cook for someone else, then make an earnest attempt to actually make something nice! Tate likes food well enough, he just has trouble keeping it down, so he'd probably try to figure out what your favorite food is and try to make it as best he can. He'd proooobably burn the steak, fuck up the vegetables somehow, and forget to buy wine so you have to drink straight vodka with coffee chasers, BUT it's the thought that counts, right?

LAILA: Laila can cook AMAZINGLY well, she just REFUSES to, so she's the exact kind of person who orders takeout from a really good restaurant and plates it up all nice for a date. If she HAD to make something, Laila's a hors d'ouvres/appetizers girl - she'd make all kinds of beautifully and cutely plated small bites, so you could snack on them all night and chat together! Plus, AESTHETIC.

JUNO: Juno doesn't NEED to eat, so they've only really eaten for FUN, so their idea of cooking/making a menu is all over the fucking place. Hope you have room for - *checks notes* movie theater popcorn, spicy nut mix, guacamole with no chips, queso still with no chips, a whole ass roast ham, and chocolate. Hmmm. >:\ ....does that even count as cooking if the ham is stolen from the Dean?

[saelique]

MATCHUP 4 @averagetoyakinnie !!

I MATCH U UP WITH AYATSUJI YUKITO !! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ

WHY DID I MATCH U TWO TOGETHER ?

oh gosh . . . so !! firstly, I’d think he would appreciate people who r straightforward y’know ? :0 also he def likes intelligent people <3 it doesn’t even have to be book smarts or smth !!! u can be emotionally intelligent, anythin & he would find u interesting !! > < u guys would have sm arguments 4 fun :D also !!! also !! u like murder mysteries right ??? he would sooo tell u all abt his cases whenever u wanna !!! >:D he also rlly likes ur sense of fashion ( who wouldn’t shdnxjd )

what he would give you . . . CHOCOLATE COVERED STRAWBERRIES + BOBA

okay, genuinely ? dis is just the food fbfhshshsj he would make u a doll or smth 2 give u as well !!!! yukito knows that u like strawberries n chocolate right ?? so why not add em together ?! > < he also took u on a date to wherever u like <3 the aquarium, a cafe, museum, etc. :D n boba as a extra treat :3

pictures do not determine how u look or anything !! it’s just a place holder !! 

thank u 4 requesting & have a nice day !! srry if u didn’t get who u wanted :( 

[biaswreckingfics]

Sometimes you just need to be MIA. And sometimes you go from seasonal depression to just the big D. Which isn’t the big D we may want, but beggars can’t be choosers, and my manifestation skills are not good. My mojo is no bueno.

Listen. It’s not talking shit if it’s the truth. It’s just straight stating the facts.

Lol the dip was Cowboy Caviar. Very simple to make. Always a hit. The only way I’ll eat beans too. Won’t touch beans any other way.

Lol I’m legit going to be adding it to my resume. I’ve even called the IT department for help and he (because of course it’s a he) said they don’t do that. So I freaking figured out how to do it myself and helped others do it too. Like f IT.

Did you listen to the new EXO comeback? I really liked one of the songs. Completely fits my summer vibe at the moment.

Do I truly have my life together? Who knows. But on Sundays? I can definitely pretend. The baklava people have started to give me deals. Like bathe me in baklava please.

I hope you have a safe holiday! Enjoy some yummy cookout and pretty lights!

I’m currently at the beach. Beautiful weather. BUT OMG last night! I was at the beach and found bioluminescent phytoplankton!!! I had no clue this beach had them and I’ve been coming here since I was like 2! I will def try to get a picture!

Bout to go down a hot lobster role.

<3

P.S. I also got dark chocolate Cherry cordials (idk how to spell it). So delish. Bathe me in that too.

I 100% needed to go MIA. I still need to go MIA tbh lol. I just felt really bad about not responding to anyone on here 😭😭 I probably do have the big D (not the one I want though, unfortunately). This year has been pretty fucking rough. Easily one of the suckiest I've had, and idk if I'm depressed or if this is just life.

I love your gifs/memes in asks. I forgot how much they bring me joy 🥺🥺. I can't manifest to save my life, either, so don't feel too bad ❤️❤️

I'm gonna have to Google cowboy caviar now, so I can remember what it looked like lol. Also, OF COURSE ITS A HE 🙄🙄. You better add that shit to your resume lol. That's a qualified skill baby 👏👏

What EXO song fit your summer vibe? I'm so embarrassed that I can only name like 3 songs from that album. I should lose my exol status for this.

That's so cool you were able to see those bioluminescent plankton thingys!! I've seen pictures of them and they look so freaking cool 😍😍😍 I love that for you

[whatlovelybones-if]

I know I'll def need a psych evaluation for this, but two things:

1) What if, in a way, J is actually 'helping' the cannibalized meat be closer to MC by being 'in' them? Its illogical, but I can imagine someone who is so obsessed and devoted to someone might have a perspective that one can be closer to someone by 'keeping' a part of them. (Like an 'I'm always with you' concept?)

2) What if MC is upset that J would cook the food, mainly because they hate the idea of anyone being anywhere near J, let alone in him? "If you're going to eat anyone, you should eat me." (And yes, this is in a non-cannibal, sexual context)

I'm so sorry for your inbox OTL I hope you aren't getting disturbed by these asks.

you'll need a lot more than this to disturb me 😈 #builtdifferent

in all seriousness, i can't really see J doing favours for any of their victims. especially not ones who expressed romantic interest in MC. but i would like to believe this will be a possibility 🤔 a twisted sort of ‘going away present’, maybe? it's not in J's character to be kind to strangers, much less strangers who are homewreckers, but i'd like to think they can be sympathetic when it comes to unrequited love.

first of all, J will be flushed by the fact that you even said that 😭 they'd feel the same way, of course–wanting to have keep a part of you inside them that doesn't involve harming you. for acespec MCs, they can simply add their blood to chocolates (J loves them) and gift it to the cannibalistic rockstar, and vice-versa.

[magdasabs]

412g white sugar

302g AP flour

93g cocoa powder

6g Baking Soda/ bicarbonate soda

6g baking powder

6g salt

100g egg (2 large eggs)

250g milk

128g oil (canola but really any oil will do)

4g vanilla

223g hot water

In a pot or kettle heat your water before you start (heat more than 223g of it cuz evaporation etc)

Combine all the dry ingredients in a bowl and whisk

Add all the wet except the hot water (it will be very thick and slightly hard to mix at first)

Once it's all combined add hot water ( be careful it will also be a bit tricky to mix at first I suggest using a whisk and making small quick circles in the middle to kinda create a vortex and then end with folding in the sides sort of)

Batter will seem very loose and runny after adding water.

Bake at 175c or 350f for 25+ mins depending on the size of your cake pan.

If you want it to bake quickly I suggest cupcake tins if you have or pour a thin layer straight onto a tray and bake it.

THANK YOU!! that sounds so so nice, I def encourage everyone who wants some chocolate cake to bake it