#it's 3 pm and i forgot to eat today

[meteor-shots]

kunsel ddemands answers to that shipping meme, gimme all the ones that apply

@vctlan || meme response

1. Who makes the first move and how?

Neither one of them do. It just sort of happens over time. Maybe neither one of them really even acknowledges they have more than just the average friendship, but they definitely both feel that way. I think if anyone were to acknowledge it, it would be Zack, but I also don't feel like he has the terminology to define their relationship. Either way, he's content to call it a super close friendship and leave it at that.

2. Who is the most insecure and what makes them feel better?

They're generally both pretty secure people for the most part. They definitely go back and forth with who is more insecure. Zack's vulnerability grows during their friendship, thanks to everything going on with Angeal and Genesis and Sephiroth, but Kunsel is always there to reassure him. Kunsel always knows exactly how to cheer Zack up when he needs it. I like to think Zack is also good at distracting Kunsel when he needs a break!

5. Who says ‘I love you’ first?

They both say it regularly. It was probably Zack who said it first, though. How entirely sincere they are when they say it is up to interpretation.

7. What do they get up to on a night out?

SHENANIGANS. Kunsel is an enabler of the WORST kind, and Zack will do just about anything if it sounds fun. They've been kicked out of several bars, and not for not being old enough to drink. (SOLDIERs get certain perks. Also, what is the legal drinking age in Midgar? Maybe they are old enough to drink.)

9. What is the most embarrassing thing they have done in front of each other?

What haven't they done? What are they even embarrassed about? One time Kunsel emailed Zack the entire script of the bee movie and Zack threw his PHS out the window in response, that was kind of embarrassing because then he had to explain to HQ why he needed a new one.

11. What do they hide from one another?

Kunsel is a pretty secretive guy, but he opens up to Zack about a lot of things. Not everything, though. Even I don't know what Kunsel hides. Zack, on the other hand, wears his heart on his sleeve -- when they first meet. After a while, though, he gets better at hiding what he's really feeling. He feels the need to stuff away his insecurities about Angeal and Shinra most of the time, but even those are things he'd admit to Kunsel, if it came to it.

12. What first changes when it starts getting serious?

They send more "Bro...I love you, Bro" memes to each other than they did before.

14. When one has a cold, what does the other do?

Kunsel would come over and babysit Zack as much as he could until Zack got better, including smuggling contraband watermelons into Zack's apartment to cheer him up. Zack would try to do the same for Kunsel, but he's a lot less good at it.

15. When they watch a film what do they choose and why? Who gets the final vote?

Kunsel picks out a sappy love story. Zack picks out an insipid action flick. Kunsel wins because he says Zack picked last time, and Zack doesn't think that's true, but he can't remember for sure so he just goes with it most of the time.

16. When the zombie apocalypse comes, how do they cope together?

Seeing who can kill more zombies, obvs.

17. When they find a time machine, where do they go?

Do NOT give Zack and Kunsel a time machine.

18. When they fight, how do they make up?

Zack buys candy and ice cream and maybe a pizza? A stuffed bear that has a heart that says "Shit, Bitch, You Is Fine," perhaps? Kunsel actually uses his words and apologizes, if he realizes he's in the wrong. If he thinks Zack is mad at him for realsies, though, he isn't above using Aerith or Cloud to deliver messages, since Zack would be hard pressed to be angry at his other favorite people, even if they were working for Kunsel.

19. Where do they go on their first date?

An active warzone.

20. Where do they go on holiday?

Costa Del Sol to meet the parents. This is me showing off how much I remember about Kunsel's backstory. (Not a lot, but SOME!)

21. Where do they get nervous about going with one another?

I can't think of any place they'd be nervous about going with one another. Maybe Zack would be a little nervous introducing Kunsel to Aerith, but only because he really wants them to get along! Less so with Cloud, except he'd just assume Cloud and Kunsel would get along. I'm not sure why I think that, but I do.

23. Where is their favourite place to be together?

Any place where they're causing mischief together. Out on a helipad, trying to strap a SOLDIER sword a helicopter blade? Check. Leaning out of helicopter, snapping pics of each other barely hanging on? Check. Standing on top of a dead (?) behemoth, chanting about how they're the best? Double check.

25. Why do they fight?

Because one time, Zack came back to Midgar after being a science experiment for four years to look for Cloud, and he called up Kunsel to help him, and then he went to go find Aerith and a Turk saw him (was it Tseng? I forget. Probably Tseng.) because he's dumb, and Kunsel was pretty pissed about that.

26. Why do they need to have a serious chat?

Because Zack has some serious trauma and should talk to his emotional support stalker about it!

27. Why do their friends get annoyed with them?

Because they're the most awful human beings on earth when put together. They are teenage boys with super powers, and they are going to see how many rubber bands they can get around a watermelon before it explodes and thereby get watermelons banned for everyone from the Shinra Building.

28. Why do they get jealous?

Because Zack is friends with everyone, pretty much, and sometimes, Kunsel wishes he wasn't. Because Kunsel seems to know everything about everyone, and Zack doesn't know shit about anything!

30. Why does it work (or not work) between them?

Because when Zack breaks out of the lab, he contacts Kunsel, and Kunsel is able to warn him away from coming back to Midgar and instead, gets him to hide out somewhere until Shinra decides they don't care that much about getting rid of him, and Cloud gets better on his own, and everyone lives happily ever after, and Kunsel and Zack and BFFs 5evr and no one gets brutally murdered.

[nr1chuufan]

WHAT A DAY

[cupid-styles]

omg hockey player harry spotting ballerina yn practicing late after hours and sees her land a jump wrong or almost pass out (forgot to eat enough + exhaustion maybe) and harry is all worried and helps her out, maybe drives her home and takes care of her

HEHEHEHEHEH I LOVE THIS

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content warnings: none! y/n gets a lil injury but just some good ol' hurt comfort

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. . .

From: Harry S👿

Do you need a ride home again?

Y/N knows it's a gross habit, but she can't help nibbling on her thumbnail as she reads over Harry's text again. And then again. And then a fourth, and maybe a fifth time.

She doesn't know where he gets off. He gave her a ride home once last week because she was too nervous to walk home in the inches of snow they were getting, and she happened to run into him as hockey practice was ending. Of course hockey-goalie-superstar-Harry has a car. Of course he does, and now he thinks that this is a regular thing that they do — her riding in his passenger's seat as he tinkers with the music, driving no faster than 10 miles per hour on the roads that weren't cleared yet.

Because today it's snowing again. Badly. And Y/N couldn't miss practice, not with the spring showcase (which is laughable, really, because it should be called the shitty mid-winter showcase, but she digresses) coming up quicker than she even realizes. She has a four minute solo piece she needs to perfect before the show happens in three weeks, so she trekked her sorry ass to campus, even if none of her peers showed up (including her instructor).

But she's tired, and she's been here for hours — since 7:30 am on the dot, and it's nearing 3 pm now — and she doesn't want any more of the snacks she prepared for herself and she just wants to go home, where she can soak in a warm bath, put an eye mask on, and dull the throbbing pain that's currently radiating through each and every leg muscle. She wants to lay in her cozy bed, read one of those stupid smut books Lea got her hooked on, and go to sleep for a very, very long time.

So, she takes Harry up on his offer.

Not because she wants to be stuck in the confides of his car with him, where she feels like she's being suffocated by his warm, musky fragrance. Ever since then, every time she passes by someone on campus wearing the same scent (she's not sure if it's a cologne or body wash or what), but she immediately does a double-take, feeling like a dog that's been trained to recognize the smell of its owner. It's ridiculous and stupid and she grumbles to herself about it.

To: Harry S👿

yes please. im in the auditorium today tho, not the dance studio

From: Harry S👿

Oh. That would explain why all the lights are off and no one's in there. I thought maybe you were doing some weird meditation or voodoo thing to kill me.

To: Harry S👿

like a sacrificial ceremony?

From: Harry S👿

Yeah. You WOULD know what that is.

Y/N snorts to herself before taking a swig from her water bottle. Sitting down, she takes a moment to stretch out the achy arches of her feet. She hinges at her hips and slowly creeps her arms outwards to give her lower back some healthy, much-needed relief. Her eyes flutter closed, enjoying the slight release, until she hears the doors squeak open. Quickly, she sits up to see Harry traipsing down the long aisle.

As usual, he's freshly showered and has changed from his hockey practice clothes. For some reason, she finds herself slightly disappointed that he's wearing a beanie and she can't see his hair.

"You ready to go?" he asks, tossing his duffel bag into one of the seats in the front row.

"No. Can I just run through this one more time?"

He nods, but pulls his phone from the front center pocket of his sweatshirt, "Yeah, but it's supposed to get worse soon and I don't want to be stranded here all night."

Y/N hides a shudder as she stands from her seat on the stage. Her pointe shoes are disgusting from the amount of wear they've been getting lately, and she mentally groans at the thought of having to switch out to another pair sometime soon.

"Um..." Y/N places her hands on her hips and faces Harry, who's now sitting in the front row. "You can't be here."

"Sorry?"

She huffs. "You can't watch me. Go outside."

"...Why?"

"Because it's not ready yet," she explains hurriedly. She tries to avoid the confused, slightly amused expression on his face, but she can't help it when her gaze settles on the dimple in his cheek. "So, like, leave. Please."

"Y/N. People watch out hockey practice all the time."

"Hockey is different. Ballet is meant to be perfect. And it's not perfect yet, so you need to go."

"It's practice for a reason. Didn't anyone ever teach you that?"

"No. That's not an option in ballet."

"What is this for, anyway?"

She sighs in frustration and tugs at the hem of her wrap skirt. She feels a bit uncomfortable being the sole focus of his attention, especially when she's up on the stage beneath the studio lights.

"The spring showcase is in three weeks and I have a solo, hence the whole perfection thing."

"Where's your... coach, then?"

"Not a coach, an instructor," Y/N corrects, "And she didn't want to come in today because of the snow. Haven't you ever practiced on your own before?"

"Yeah, of course," Harry nods. "You must be really good if you have a solo."

"Don't change the subject. The sooner you leave, the sooner we can get out of here."

"Just do it, Y/N. My body fuckin' aches from my own practice and I don't want to go back up those stairs. I'll look at my phone the whole time if it makes you feel better."

Again, she lets out a loud sigh but doesn't fight him on it. She walks the length of the stage to grab her phone and restart her music. Before she presses 'play', she stares at him with narrowed eyes.

"Eyes on the phone. Don't even think about looking up here."

He snorts before nodding his head, making a show of opening the Instagram app and dramatically scrolling through it. With a roll of her eyes, she plays the only song she's been listening to for the past few weeks, and gets in her place.

She'll admit, she knows she can get a bit obsessive about memorizing a dance. She aims for perfection each and every time, even if she knows it's unattainable to expect that from herself especially as she's learning it. But with every run she does, her confidence slowly grows — she's nailing the fouettés and en pointes she struggled with a week ago, and she feels herself melting into the music, allowing her body to move perfectly in time with the steps she's learned like her life depends on it.

And then... she croaks.

During the grand adage, she loses her balance, her flexibility falters, and before she realizes it's happening, she's on the floor with a thrumming ankle, pain shooting out from the joint. She gasps loudly and tears immediately begin to flood her line of vision. The song continues on, making her feel sad and pathetic, but especially when Harry appears in her sight, a worried expression on his face.

"Are you okay?" he asks. She quickly tries to sniffle the tears away and nods wordlessly. "No, you're not."

He grabs her phone and pauses the music and her chest somewhat relaxes. He's back over in a moment, gently helping her stretch out her leg without moving her ankle.

"Do you have an injury here? Do I need to call the school medic?"

"Do not call the medic," she mutters through clenched teeth, "Yes, I have an ankle injury. It gets worse with the weather."

"So you already know what I'm about to say then."

She nods but she doesn't want to hear it, because she doesn't want to be kicked while she's down. It's what everyone does — you shouldn't be pushing yourself so hard with an injury, you should know better, don't you care about your craft? She's heard it from her parents, instructors, random medical staff a thousand times over.

And somehow, maybe Harry knows, because he leaves it at that. And she's grateful when she's not on the receiving end of a lecture.

"What do you need?" he asks softly. It's the gentlest she's ever heard him speak, and it makes her swallow tightly. "Ice? Do you have sports wrap?"

"I'm fine. Can you just pack my shit up so we can go?"

Harry stares at her like she's grown a second head. "You can't walk on this right now."

She shrugs.

"We have crutches and all that in the locker room, but you'll bust your ass in the snow," he thinks aloud. She sniffles again, this time involuntarily. "You're gonna hate this."

She knows what he's implying, so she's already shaking her head.

"Y/N, it's the only way you're getting out of here safely."

"I would quite literally rather be trapped in this stupid auditorium all night."

He rolls his eyes. "You're being dramatic."

She shrugs. He treks on with his grand idea.

"I'm gonna go outside and bring my car around. And then, I'm gonna carry you out of here, and it's gonna be humiliating, but it'll be safe and we'll never speak about it again. Do you need me to bring you to urgent care or do you have supplies at home?"

Y/N knows he's right. He knows he's right, otherwise he wouldn't be so insistent on it. But the pain is continual, a pulsating, aching, throbbing that will 100% prevent her from walking, and she just. Wants. To Go. Home.

"I have shit at home," she finally mumbles, sitting up slightly to fix her mussed bun. "Crutches, wrap, pain relief balm."

"Okay, good." Harry's form deflates a bit, almost as if he's relieved she's decided to stop fighting him. "Let's get your things together and then I'll help you out to the front. You can wait there while I bring my car in front."

Admittedly, she's basically dead weight as he hurries around the stage, collecting her things. He stuffs them all in her bag and brings it over to her. Noticing a pair of sweats in her tote, he glances down at her expectedly.

"Do you want these?"

She sighs. It's a sad, defeated sound, and Harry really feels bad for her in the moment.

"We'll never talk about it again," he reminds her. She nods and she unwraps her skirt from her waist, folding it neatly beside her. Harry helps shimmy the sweatpants up her tight-clad legs, carefully minding her ankle and the leg warmers around them. It's a vulnerable position for both of them to be in — they've never been this close before, not with his large palms moving up her muscular legs, even if it's anything but sexual.

When they're ready to go, he instructs her to just stay seated, move her bum to the side of the stage, and he'll do the rest. She supposes she's impressed by his strength when he easily lifts her into his arms, her pink tote bag on one shoulder and his Adidas duffle bag on the other. She wants to roll her eyes when she feels his muscles flex beneath her as they silently exit the auditorium, but she knows he's going above and beyond for her right now. Instead, she shows her small bit of protest by simply crossing her arms over her chest. It makes him smile, but she doesn't notice it.

He gently lowers her to a bench inside and close to the door. He takes their things and wraps his puffer jacket just a bit closer to his form as he mumbles out to stay here, making quick work to head out to the parking lot. She wants to ask him where she could possibly go, but she guesses that if she could walk, she definitely would.

In the meantime, Y/N texts her group chat with her friends to let her know that fell on her ankle, but she's fine. It's embarrassing to admit that Harry of all people is taking care of her and making sure she gets home safely, and their responses make her blush.

do u think he could lift u over his head like in dirty dancing

abs?

are u guys gonna........

does he smell good?

Harry returns when she's typing out a reply to her friends, telling them to keep it in their pants. They go through the routine again and this time it's just a tinge less embarrassing now that they've done it once. As soon as he helps her into the car — which, she's grateful that he's already pumping the heat — she lets out a loud exhale, cutting it off as soon as he winds around the front and gets in the driver's seat.

"You feel okay?" he asks as he shifts gears into drive.

She nods, doing her best to swallow her pride. "Yeah. Thank you."

"Of course," he shrugs as if it's the easiest thing he's done all day. "Are you good to deal with this when you get home?"

"Mhm. Ice, wrap it, keep it elevated."

"Stay off of it and take some ibuprofen, too."

"I know."

"Good," he praises. The drive home is slow and quiet and Y/N keeps the side of her head pressed against the cool window. She wants to fall asleep, and she probably would if she didn't live so close by.

When his car slowly begins to come to a stop outside of her apartment, she feels it — an all-consuming need to blurt out her affection and gratitude to him, even if she's been attempting to suppress it for weeks.

"I would do this for you too." she spews out, her eyes widening in surprise. Harry's eyebrows furrow as he undoes his seatbelt, then hers.

"What?"

"I would do this for you too," she repeats, keeping her eyes set on the snow falling in front of them. "I mean, I wouldn't be able to carry you, but I would do this for you if you needed it. I would drive you home and make sure you were okay. I just want you to know that I'm thankful for this. And I know I'm grumpy with you a lot of the time, but I wouldn't sacrifice you or do some voodoo stuff. I... I like having you around. You're very nice."

She can't force herself to turn and look at him, but she can feel his gaze set on the side of her face. Even worse, from her peripheral vision, she can see the grin growing, like he's in the Grinch.

"Thank you for saying that," he says, and it sounds like he actually means it. "I'm glad you wouldn't sacrifice me, because I like being around you."

"Okay." Y/N nods curtly, as if they've just made some type of business proposition.

It makes Harry laugh. "Okay."

[mavrintarou]

[3:34 PM] Gojo Satoru - A/B/O - 2

Skipping DD today to write about the man with the prettiest eyes. Happy birthday Gojo! Here is a short part 2 - please read the first part here

Warning: alpha Satoru in rut is = smut

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Y/n passed her child over to Sugaru, “thank you again.” Her voice sounded hoarse and hurried. She needed to return home as Satoru was waiting for her.

Sugaru nodded, squeezing Satorin in a bear hug. The three-month-old smiled happily at his uncle. He inherited his father’s eye color and platinum white hair. “No problem, Rin-rin will have a blast with his uncle.”

Y/n pressed multiple kisses to her child’s head and cheek knowing she may be apart from her son for a few nights. “Call me if he gives you a hard time.”

“You don’t worry about him…” Sugaru smirked, “you just worry about your big baby at home.”

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Y/n found Satoru in bed sleeping, naked as his body heats elevated during his rut. He was breathing heavily even in his sleep.

Going through a rut or heat can be an agonizing time. The body goes into shock mode with nothing but mating in mind. Sleep, eating and any other mundane activities are voided.

Y/n knew Satoru was sleep-exhausted, a few days before his birthday his body was already preparing for his rut, and he had not been able to get an ounce of sleep.

Finding him knocked out on the bed, she slowly left the room to not disturb him.

A year ago she was in agony and pain, suffering from being away from her mate. This time around, she was beside him and would go through his birthday rut with him once again.

Y/n and Satoru found out they were expecting a month after his birthday rut, it was a given considering her body was practically in heat.

She had taken additional precautions to avoid a second pregnancy so soon considering she gave birth to their son just three months ago.

Y/n was on the verge of preparing a sandwich when she suddenly became motionless, captivated by the waft of pheromones that enveloped her.

Strong arms wrapped tightly around her waist. “Y/n…”

She whimpered when Satoru’s pheromone amplified, she tilted her head to the side, allowing him access as he licked the healed but visible mark he left a year ago.

The pheromone emitted during the initial day of an alpha’s rut is notably concentrated and potent. It would gradually weaken back to normal within a few days.  

“Y/n…” Satoru calls your name again with a husky tone, “I need you… fuck you smell so good… I need you.”

Knowing what would go down, Y/n tried to twist in his arms, she cupped his face with both hands and Satoru was in a full-blown rut. His eyes are yellow and dilated and a thin layer of sweat is already coated on his skin. “Okay… okay you can have me but let’s go to the bedroom, okay?”

Satoru drops to his knees before her, his face and nose pressed against her crotch as he inhales deeply. His hands were already working to tug her jeans down.

“Toru – wait, let’s go to the bed – ahh!” She moaned, feeling his hot tongue through the cotton panties. His pheromone has turned her body to mush, submitting at his mercy. She bent over him, as he hungrily attacked at her pussy. “Wait…”

He roughly pulled down her underwear and feasted hungrily at her dripping folds. Satoru growled satisfied as he fist his cock with one hand.

Y/n’s stomach coiled, feeling her first wave of orgasm nearing until Satoru ceased it. She gasped, frustrated, and glared at him.

He stood up and lifted her easily on the kitchen counter and immediately aligned his enormous cock at her entrance and plunged it in one go. He gave her no grace period, his hips immediately pounded into her as he lifted both her legs, spreading her wide so he could hit as deep as possible.

His cock filled every crevasse of her walls. It was only the first round and she could feel him at her cervix, demanding to open up for him.

“Sa – toru… we – we forgot the condom,” she uttered between moans and whimpers.

“No… must breed you…”

She shook her head, “no – not yet…” her head shouted no but her womb shouted yes. The doctors have warned her that most women are most fertile after birth and must take secondary contraception to avoid an immediate pregnancy.

Y/n’s eyes rolled back as the tip of his cock continue to stimulate her cervix, each time her cervix entrance widen. Her body screamed to be bred again, wanting nothing but his knot.

“Yes! Yes, breed me!” She screamed words she knew she was spewing in the heat of the moment.

“… breed you… breed my baby… take my cum…” Satoru murmured into her neck, his teeth biting down on the skin. Satoru smiles in satisfaction as her cervix entrance widens fully, allowing and welcoming him.

With one final thrust, he ejaculated deep inside her, his knot expanding and locking in place.

“Ah!” Y/n cried, tensing against him.

“Y/n…” he whispered, flinching as his cock twitches with each spurt of cum.  

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Two days later, Y/n and Satoru greeted their little one.

Satorin excitedly went to his mother, missing his mother’s embrace. Y/n showered him with kisses, whispering affectionate words to him.

“So,” Sugaru looked at Satoru who glowed from a successful rut. “Baby number two on the way?”

Y/n shot a sidelong glance at Satoru, who promptly raised both hands in a defensive gesture. “I couldn’t help it!” he exclaimed.

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E/n: we need more Gojo Satoru babies!

>>> @queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy @starlight5cat @monsieurgucchi

[cwpiqwon]

just a call- ahn yujin

summary- the 3 times y/n waited for yujin's call and the 1 time she called her.

warnings- angst, yujin being the worst gf ever, cheating, swearing, yujin gets slapped, screaming, not edited.

author's note- if you see any spelling errors, no you don't.

the first time

y/n had never had to worry about her girlfriend's loyalty towards her. ahn yujin never gave her any reason to worry. she was everything you'd desire in a partner.

she always made sure to kiss y/n's cheek before going to work, she helped with the cooking and cleaning, she arranged dates for them and most importantly, she always called y/n everyday during her free time.

no matter how much workload she had or how stressed she was, yujin would always find time to call y/n. and no matter what she was doing, y/n would push everything aside to attend yujin's call.

they'd talk about the most mundane things, from how their day went to who did what at yujin's workplace today. the things they talked about never mattered, it was the other's presence that mattered for them.

and so, when one evening yujin didn't call, y/n couldn't help bet feel worried. she knew there was nothing to be worried about but the break in their daily routine really unsettled the girl.

that night when yujin returned, y/n couldn't help but voice the issue that had been weighing her down the whole evening.

"You didn't call today." the girl's small voice and sad pout made yujin's heart shatter. she quickly took her girlfriend's hands in hers and pressed a loving kiss to her cheek.

"I'm sorry love, the workload was crazy today. I had wanted to call you during my break but then an important client came in and we had to cut our break short."

y/n couldn't help but let out a giggle as the older girl basically rapped from how fast she was speaking. she pulled yujin down by her tie and placed a light kiss on her lips before rushing off to the kitchen.

the second time

y/n let out a sigh as she glanced at her phone's screen for what seemed to be the nth time. it was currently 10:30 pm and yujin's side of the bed was still empty.

yujin hadn't called her the whole evening and hadn't even replied to her texts. y/n chewed on her bottom lip as worry clouded her brain and panic filled her body to the brim.

she had called yujin's coworkers earlier and according to them, yujin had already left with another colleague. although this should have been enough to ring sirens in the girl's head, she ignored it.

y/n trusted her yujin. she was her first love and there was no way yujin would ever do something to purposely hurt her. yujin loves her.

before y/n could worry anymore, the sound of the front door opening filled her ears. she got up and rushed to check on her girlfriend just to see the girl she loved, holding hands with her colleague.

this made the girl's heart squeeze a little but she just chalked it up as worry. she forced herself to not overreact and walked up to the duo.

when yujin saw her girlfriend walking up to her, she pulled away her hand from the other girl's grasp in a hurry.

she pulled away from the girl and shrugged her coat off before looking at her girlfriend who was starting up at her.

"y/n, I'm so sorry my love! I totally forgot to tell you that I'd be going out with gaeul today. I was just so busy and..."

yujin knew the excuse was overused and so did y/n yet she still accepted it with a smile, welcoming the girl home and asking 'gaeul' if she'd like to join them for dinner.

"ah no need for that, gaeul and I already had dinner at the restaurant near office. how about you go get ready for bed while I go see her off"

y/n just nodded with a small smile before she walked off to clean dining table which was still filled with food she had prepared for both of them to eat together.

"I'll just eat in the morning I guess, I wasn't even that hungry anyways..."

that was just one of the many lies she'd have to tell herself to keep their strained relationship from breaking.

the third time

the room was filled with people yet y/n felt lonely. some people were dancing, some were drinking while some were just awkwardly standing around, hoping for the event to end.

y/n was one of them. she felt like a stranger in her own house. felt like an outsider at her own birthday party. all because the one person she truly wanted to spend her day with, was still not home.

as time progressed, the party died down and people started leaving after wishing the birthday girl a good night. bit y/n couldn't focus on any of that.

she kept gazing at the front door. waiting, wishing that yujin would walk inside with her arms wide open for the birthday girl.

yujin had left in the morning, just like every other day. there was no "goodmorning hug" or "I'm off to work now" kiss. no happy birthday and no I love you either.

this left the girl to think that maybe her girlfriend had some kind of surprise planned for her and this nonchalance was just a ploy to fool her and get a reaction out of her. alas, it was all just wishful thinking.

it was 12:00 now and everyone had already left. the red solo cups and the tears running down the girl's cheeks being the only remainder of the party.

as the girl sat there sobbing to herself, the front door finally opened. the girl she had been waiting for all night finally came in.

yujin reeked of alcohol, her tie was loose, hair messy and there was a stagger in her steps. just as y/n was about to ask her where she was, yujin spoke up.

"why's this place so dirty? did you throw a party behind my back? you could've atleast tried to clean up before I arrived!"

instead of answering any questions, y/n just got up and walked off to their shared bedroom, ready to cry herself to sleep.

before she could get inside however, yujin grabbed her wrist and forced the girl to face her.

"I'm not done talking to you. answer me when I ask you something!"

a loud slap could be heard as y/n's hand met with yujin's cheek. she pulled her hand away from the girl and rubbed to sore flesh that was now red.

"since you want to know so bad, i'll tell you. yes I did throw a party. you want to know the occasion? it was my fucking birthday party! but you should've already known that right? it's okay though, you probably forgot, since you were so busy getting drunk with someone else!"

y/n was sure they'd be getting noise complaints from their neighbors tomorrow from all the shouting that took place but she couldn't bring herself to care. not when yujin looked so unbothered.

"You know what yujin, I think we should just end this relationship. whatever we had, it's clear that we lost it. let's not drag it on any further"

yujin's eyes which were once heavy from the alcohol in her system turned wide and frantic as she tried her best to convince the girl to stay.

"baby no, you don't mean that. it's just your anger talking. you love me, you'll never leave me. just give me another chance please. I'm so sorry. I am such an idiot, I can't believe I forgot. I was about to surprise you for your birthday but we had a company dinner today and I forgot to call to inform you! I swear it'll never happen again baby please. you don't want to do this either. I know you don't. you're just angry right now."

yujin was sobbing at this point. she whole body shaking as sobs after sobs left her pretty lips. y/n knew if she let this go once, it'll drag her down forever, but yujin's tears had always been her weakness.

and so y/n forgave yujin once again. completely ignoring the red flags that this situation raised, just like she ignored the scent of someone else's perfume on yujin's clothes and the bruises on her neck.

yujin couldn't help but be thankful for the fact that her girlfriend was such an emotional fool.

the one time y/n called yujin

the walls of the mall felt like they were closing in on y/n. she felt as if her heart had shattered into tiny pieces and left a cavity where it once sat.

her vision blurred with tears as her gaze remained fixed on the sight before her. she had came to shop for yujin's birthday gift.

just when she thought she found the perfect gift to mend her relationship with yujin, the universe decided to gift her with the view of her girlfriend with another girl. the same girl she introduced as her colleague. kim gaeul.

yujin's arm was looped around the girl's waist as she gazed at the girl with loving eyes. the last straw for y/n was when yujin bent down to place a kiss on the girl's lips.

y/n whipped her phone out, her face void of any emotions and her heart filled with pain. she called the girl that was responsible for all her pain and watched as yujin's phone rang.

she saw how yujin rolled her eyes when she saw her called id on her screen and how she picked up after a few rings, all while gaeul clinged to her arm.

"y/n, how many times do I have to tell you to not call me during work hours? is it too hard for you to understand a simple instruction? are you really that dumb?"

"turn around"

as yujin turned around, a curse left her lips. she saw the girl she played with, the girl she once loved, the girl who she once saw a future with, staring back at her.

her eyes were red and tears were running down her cheeks, yujin knew this was a lost battle and there was no point trying to convince her to stay anymore.

"fine, guess you caught me. you just made it easier for me babe, now run along, I've got things to do"

y/n couldn't believe her ears, the girl who once promised her the world, the girl who once held her heart, was the same girl who was the reason for all her pain.

she knew there was nothing left. no love to fight for, no reason to stay, no chance at getting what they once had back.

so she just turned and walked away. to some, it may look like she ran away like a coward instead of addressing the issue. but in reality, y/n faced her biggest fear of letting yujin go that day and won over it.

cause at the end of the day, having the last word isn't what matters, it's the satisfaction of having defeated your biggest fears that matters.

[kiibichio]

STATE FAIR ❤︎ C. STURNIOLO

OVERVIEW ;; you and chris go to the state fair for a date <3

CONTAINS ;; fluffy fluff fluff. use of y/n, im sorry 😭. smoochies, holding hands, MUSHY SHIT

mora speaks ;; so i was watching the 3005 mv by childish gambino and thought about being on a ferris wheel, holding hands and kissing chris. UGH i love that man.

date posted ;; 02.18.24

proofread !!

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6:26 pm.

“c’mon y/n! we only have a few hours let’s make it worth our while!” chris exclaims, dragging me in the direction of the bumper cars.

me and my boyfriend of 5 months, chris, were at the california state fair with our friend, madi and his brothers, nick and matt. we had been begging matt to take us, but every time we brought it up, our schedules just wouldn’t match up. so, today was one of the only days we could go before it ended.

once we arrived, we bought our wristbands and started walking around all together until matt told us, “listen. i know you guys have been dying to come here, but..” matt starts to speak, but i tune him out, making jokes with nick and madi.

“…so since im the only one who knows how to drive, you have 5 hours. meet back at the ticket stand at 11. if you guys aren’t here, im leaving you all. dead ass. you guys got that?” he announces.

me and chris nod at him in sync.

“alright, you can go.” matt says, shooing us away.

chris almost runs away from his brother, dragging me along with him.

MATT’S POV ;;

“i feel like im raising some damn kids with those two.” i sigh, looking at madi and nick

“just let them be. they’re in loveeee” nick laughs, making kissy faces at madi.

“now im raising four kids.” i chuckle

YOUR POV ;;

and that brings us here,

“c’mon y/n! we only have a few hours let’s make it worth our while!” chris exclaims, dragging me in the direction of the bumper cars.

“chris, 5 hours is more than enough time to enjoy ourselves.” i breathe heavily due to him pulling me all the way to the other side of the fair just to get to the bumper cars.

“yea.. but we have to go on every ride and we gotta eat. duh.” he rolls his eyes playfully

“okay okay,” i giggle, “so i’m guessing you wanna go on the bumper cars first, huh?”

“you know me too well, baby.” he smiles, giving me a sweet, soft kiss on my lips, “let’s get in line before it gets too long.”

“wait! i forgot something!” i urgently say.

“what is it, mama?” chris asks, turning around to look at me with a bit of worry in his voice.

i pull his face down to mine and make his mouth meet mine, giving him another soft peck.

“just wanted to kiss you again.” i speak, a smile growing on my face

chris smiles back at me before walking into the line for the bumper cars.

we spent the next four and a half hours riding rollercoasters, goofy kiddie rides and other things. of course we took a snack break and shared a funnel cake with a snowball, but other than that, we were running each other all over the fair grounds, trying to figure out what to get on and what games to play next. chris ended up winning me a gigantic, fluffy, stuffed animal while i beat him in a water gun game, winning a luigi plushie. although i gave it to him anyway since i felt bad for beating him.

but as we approached 11 pm, we had one last ride to get on.

“baby, my feet are wearing and it’s almost 11, can we go wait in the car for nick and the others?” i groan

“just wait, ma. we got one more ride to go on.” he smirks, walking towards the ride, holding my hand like he has been the whole time.

we end up getting in the line to the ferris wheel and surprisingly, there only four people in front of us.

“see? it won’t take us too long, baby” he explained, “it’ll be like 30 seconds.”

“chris, i don’t care how long it takes as long as im with you and as long as we get back to the others by 11.”

he smiles at my reassurance and waits for our turn to get on the ride. once it’s our time to hop on, we do so. we get in the cart and wait for it to start. i lay my head on chris’ shoulder, a comfortable silence between us.

“hey, y/n, baby?” he speaks up

“yes, chris, my love?” i respond, my head still on his shoulder, the ride moving now. we were nearing the top, the view of the fair and the highway below us.

he brings my chin up with one finger to meet his face. he kisses me, slow, soft and passionately. it’s perfect. he’s perfect.

i giggle, “that’s all you wanted to do?”

“no. i also had to tell you this.. i love you, y/n” he announces genuinely.

i quietly gasp, he’s never said that before.. is he serious? “do you mean that, chris?” i ask in disbelief.

“im so serious.” he answers.

“i love you too, chris.” i say, leaning in for another kiss.

only to get cut off by the ride jerking to a stop.

“uh oh..” he murmurs

“CHRISTOPHER OWEN STURNIOLO. ARE WE FUCKING STUCK?” i yell at him

“oops.. SORRY!” he quickly apologizes.

i sigh and rub my temples. just wait until madi and the others hear this fucking story.

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mora speaks (again) ;; i thought this was really cute and funny 😭 or maybe im just cringe and unoriginal 😔 BUT LMK IF U LIKED THISSS BC I DID 💪🏾 also requests are officially OPEN so ask away my lovesss. toodles !! (p.s. this is my second fic EVER go easy on my pretty please)

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[soquimic]

some things i’ve manifested using the law of assumption —note that i’ve been using it to manifest for years, i was around 8 or 9, so it’s a lot—

1- when i was 8, i remember leaving the church and going home. i really wanted to go to the mall that day because it was almost xmas eve and there’s a lot of activities in my country, i also wanted to see the big xmas tree by the electric stairs. i remember that i affirmed everyday only one affirmation, i didn’t pay attention but lately i realized that ive always been living in the end and didnt realize because my affirmation stated the desire already fulfilled. i affirmed the whole day, i even went to the backyard and looked at the sky as if i was talking with god or something similar. i started affirming around 11 am and by 5 pm my mom was getting ready and i asked her “where are you going?” and she literally told me: i received your school grades, they are all good for me so im taking you to the mall. i lived happily the whole week because i thought that was my first encounter with god or something 😂😂

2- this was in my freshman or sophomore year, i really cant remember the time really well in this one but i do remember that my friend and i had fought and i was really scared because he ignored me everyday and we used to be really close so i reminded my subconscious everyday for like 3 days straight that they were not mad, they were just dealing with stuff or busy (yeah the gaslighting 😘😘) and nah, by day 4 he talked to me again and everything was back to normal like nothing happened.

3- food. yes, the thing i manifest the most is food because i adore eating. i used to live with the assumption: my mom is bringing me chocolate/cheesecake or pizza from work today. EVERY WEEK. and it would happen, i got used to it and stopped assuming random things that had to do with food.

i cant remember any other one, dementia patient right here 🚶🏻‍♀️🚶🏻‍♀️🚶🏻‍♀️

as for my recent ones, ive got a bunch. im a very anxious person and tbh manifesting before was way easier than now. the pressure is killing me but i still managed to manifest stuff from 2021 to this day.

1- a boyfriend. yes, i manifested a boyfriend around april 2021. i didnt go into detail but he had everything i was looking for + he was amazing (at first ofc), he later changed and i had to start attending to therapy sessions cause i got diagnosed and im still traumatized. i forgot to script the loyalty part… so yeah he definitely did cheat and gaslit me. but he made me feel amazing while it lasted. we broke up around 2 months ago and we had 2 years together. i didnt manifest the break up, he did. which is good. the universe sent me signs cause days later after the break up i found out messages and stuff of him cheating the same week of the break up.

2- i manifested for my attachment to go away. note: im the type of person to get attached emotionally to people, i was emotionally depending on my ex, so as soon as we broke up i had a dream where somebody told me to just go out the day after and spoil myself. buy whatever i want and spend some money cause i was working so hard to buy the flight to go and see him. 4 days later when i found out he was with another person i cried in my way to work and i was feeling so well that day that i literally did my hair and makeup but it got smudged :(( but that was the last and first time i cried over him after everything was over. next day i woke up feeling positive and i suddenly let everything go. bad people eventually get what they deserve in life so i just got over it and im not attached to him or the old story anymore!!

3- i manifested new friends plus i contacted my old friends back. most of them were in bad terms with me cause i blocked them out of nowhere because of my ex, everything was so messed up but they forgave me and they are very good friends after all, they text me and hype me up every day so i cannot be more grateful :D

4- i manifested my sp :D after these 2 months i thought to myself: if that person could move on, you can too. so i did, although my sp and me are not fully prepared for a relationship rn, we’re both aware of our mutual attraction and promised to give us time until we were both fully healed 🫶🏻

5- MONEYYYYYY. yeah it sounds like im too ambitious when it comes to money but im soooo silly. i spend everything i get plus i need to pay for my own stuff at school. i dont like bothering my parents with my expenses —even though they are supposed to provide for me but i feel like a problem when i do that so—, i manifested money like 4 times this year??? first, my parents never give me more than 100 for my birthday and all of a sudden they gave me 500$??? i even posted about it my happiness was out of the roof. i went to the cinema w my friends to watch an anime movie that got released on my birthday yayayaya. later, i started working and got like 1,200 in the summertime and now i manifested more money this week TO SAVE. i literally by assuming got into the void and manifested a bag full of money. i wont stfu about it IM AMBITIOUS in a good way with money, i need to move out and start building my future (bro im still 17 😔)

6- clothes and makeup. uMmm im not a fan of makeup tbh buttttt i wanted to have some in case one day i decide to put some on, my skin has always been clear and pretty, my lashes are super long and my eyebrows are really thick so i only worry about doing a perfect lip combo. i got a box and 2 bags full of makeup <3 especially makeup of my favorite brands 😙😙😙 i also was able to buy clothes online very similar to the ones that i had on my pinterest boards ^^ but i kinda forgot to buy shoes.. BFFR 😭😭😭 ive been repeating the same 5 shoes, but im gonna buy some new ones soon!!

7- colognes and jewelry 😘😘😘😘😘 yes, im a fan of these too!! my dad gave me a box full of earrings and rings. but not any kind of earrings, LONG AND BIG EARRINGS W UNUSUAL DESIGNS just how i like them. and some cute rings w rabbit, figures, etc. the colognes smell really well!! i got the nicki minaj perfume in all versions, dior colognes and a box with like 8 different types of victoria’s sprays 🚶🏻‍♀️🚶🏻‍♀️🚶🏻‍♀️

8- a good school year. its only been a month but ive made friends and i find a lot of people WHO SUDDENLY KNOW ME, waving at me in the hallways and im like OH YEAH HI even tho idk who they are?? it feels so goodddddd i feel like an it girl omg 😭😭😭 and also my grades are MAGNIFIC, i got accepted in our honors program and im currently a staff cadet in our military program I DID NOT EVEN KNOW IT WOULD BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO ACQUIRE A HIGH RANK HERE BUT I DID ITTTT I DID ITTTT IM LEADING :D

yeah i cant remember more but thats all i’ve accomplished so far, see u dont need the void to fucking manifest 🥱🥱🥱🥱 gurllll-

[drvmekoo]

regroup | jeon jungkook [part two]

summary: drifting away from your best friend is never an easy thing to deal with. its a good thing a very important project is forcing you both to regroup

➳ pairing: jungkook x reader (f)

➳ genre: college au, fluff, angst, smut (eventually)

➳ rating: 18+

➳ warnings: none! just a lot of fluff

➳ wc: 1.4k+

➳ author's notes: i hope you all enjoy part two! i'm sorry it took so long to get here. school and work have been kicking my ASS. but anyways! let me know what you think!

PROLOGUE | PART ONE | PART TWO

“Now who’s the late one, huh?” Jungkook raised his eyebrows as you plopped your bag down on the seat next to him. You rolled your eyes as he teased you, raising his eyebrows at your irritated expression. 

“Don’t start Jeon.” You opened up your laptop in a hurry, cringing as you read the time. You were only ten minutes late but in your eyes, it was wasted time. You two still had nothing to show for since you got paired together and the due date was creeping closer and closer. 

“I totally forgot that my building was doing a maintenance check today and so I had to stay there for hours while they checked doors and toilets and ugh…anyways.”

For a moment, it went quiet between you both. You looked up at the man sitting across from you as he scanned your face, brow furrowed. 

Your own eyebrows knitted together “What? Do I have something on my face?” You pulled your phone out to check your reflection. Nothing seemed out of place.

“No no, I’m just….did you get to eat?” he said lowly. 

You thought back to the manic morning, trying to wonder if you did eat that banana that was left on your side. Your tummy rumbled at the thought.

 I guess that was your answer.

“Uh no, not yet but, I’ll just get something later.” You opened up your notes “We need to get a move on.”

Jungkook shook his head “No, absolutely not. You need to eat. It’s already 3:15. You must be starving.” The scrape of his chair echoed across the library. “Give me 2 seconds.”

Before you could protest, Jungkook sprinted towards the cafeteria. ‘What a procrastinator.’ You thought to yourself, sighing as you were left sitting at the empty table. After you quickly skimmed through your unfinished plan, outlining the key ideas of your project, you felt your mind drift to yesterday's weird fiasco in your room. 

Jungkook seemed to change in your presence. Acted like nothing ever happened between you two. Acted like he never abandoned being your best friend. 

But why?

Before you could think any deeper, the man himself had arrived back. He placed a muffin and a coffee cup in front of you. 

“Oh, Jungkook thank you…but you know I don’t drink coffee so-” You began to say, inching the cup back towards him. He shushed you.

“Of course I know that dummy! Open the lid and smell it!” He took the liberty for you as he once again sent it back to you and opened the lid of your cup. Instantly the aroma of chai hit your senses. 

The smell of cinnamon and creamy milk right away puts you at ease. This was your favourite drink and you’d pick it every time without fail. 

And Jungkook had remembered. Not only that you didn’t drink coffee. But also that you’d only drink one other thing. 

Your heart squeezed at the thought. “Thank you, Kook.” you beamed lightly. 

He nodded, sweetly smirking. “No big deal. Now eat before you fade away!”

After taking a few bites of your muffin and drinking some more tea, you finally decided to get to it. Time is of the essence after all. 

A couple of hours went by. Finally, both of you had achieved a hard outline of what your assessment was focusing on. The stress that was once looming over you was somewhat gone as you scrolled through both your (and now Jungkook’s) notes

“This is great! With this, it’ll make our lives so much easier when writing up the paper!” 

The excited tone in your voice now echoed across the library. The time was 7 pm. Only a few students still worked silently at their desks, but it was nowhere near the mayhem it was earlier on.

You also hadn’t realised in the depths of your study that the sky outside had also gone dark. You sighed “Okay well, this seems like a good place to stop.”

“Oh thank god!” Jungkook groaned. You rolled your eyes as you packed up your stuff.

“Hey, don’t act like you weren’t enjoying it! You were really getting into it at the end.”

Jungkook laughed as he slid his jacket on “No, I was honestly just enjoying how focused your face gets.”

“What do you mean?”

He pointed to the gap between his eyebrows “Your eyebrows scrunch together right here, it's really cute.”

Your breath hitched again at the sudden compliment as you both walked out into the evening air. 

“Haha very funny.” you stopped, waiting to say goodbye before you can make your way home. “Well, I better get going-”

“Woah woah, what are you doing?” 

You paused “I’m…going home?”

Jungkook chuckled “You really think I’m gonna let you walk home by yourself? What kind of man do you think I am Y/n?”

“O-Oh Kook…I’m fine it’s just down the street-”

He shushed you once again, gently taking your hand and guiding you towards your dorm. The sudden touch of his skin against yours made your face heat up.

“You know, you shush me a lot.” You huffed as you walked alongside him, taking your hand out of his gentle grasp.

“Well, you talk a lot.” 

“Did that hurt?” you broke the silence as you both quietly walked along the street

“Did what hurt?”

You pointed to his big sleeve tattoo. While you were working earlier, you found yourself entranced and constantly looking at art that covered his entire arm. He himself caught you a few times, smirking and telling you to “take a picture, it should last longer..!”

“Ah, I was wondering when you were finally gonna bring this up.” He smirked now once again. 

You tutted “You know what? I’m sorry I asked, just forget about it.” You went to walk ahead in a strop, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you back 

“Hey no, I’m kidding.” he chuckled “It hurt a little, but the more times I went to get it finished, the more it was bearable you know?”

“You had to go back more than once?”

He nodded “Of course? You think this took only one sitting? I’d be there for hours!”

“I don’t know! I’m not a tattoo expert!” you shrugged “What did your mom think of it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well the last time I saw her, she was ADAMANT that tattoos were a no-go.” You laughed lightly at the memory 

Jungkook laughed alongside you, hands in his pockets. “Ah that. Well, let’s just say she wasn't happy! And by ‘wasn’t happy’ I mean on the brink of fainting.”

You laughed harder “Oh my god! For real?”

“No joke, my dad was ready to catch her.” 

You both burst into another fit of laughter as Jungkook kept adding more to the story. 

“Wow, I miss your mom.” you sighed as you wiped a stray tear from your eye. “She’s great.”

“Yeah.” He chuckled “She misses you too.”

A wake of awkwardness swept over the two of you once again. You thanked the universe above that you were now coming up to your dorm. 

“Well.” You started, stopping at the entrance “Next time you speak to her, tell her I miss her cooking.”

He looked down at his feet “Will do. And hey, next time you speak to your mom tell her I miss her baking.”

“Whenever you need her cookies, be sure to get in touch.” You partly joked. He nodded lightly, leaving the two of you to glance at just each other for a split second

Before the silence could make its way into the conversation again you quickly broke out pf your trance “Thank you for walking me home.” 

He shrugged lightly “Ah no big deal, It’s the least I could do for standing you up yesterday.”

“Apology accepted.” You smiled

Jungkook lingered for a split second. “So…meet at the same time tomorrow?”

While your brain (and a little bit of your heart) was screaming at you to say yes, you had other priorities you had to attend to. 

“Oh, I can’t tomorrow. I have Joon’s birthday dinner tomorrow. He couldn't celebrate it on his actual birthday because of exams so he’s throwing it now.”

At the sudden mention of Namjoon, Jungkook’s jaw ticked “Ah, gotcha.” he mumbled dryly. 

Your brows furrowed “What’s up with you?”

“Uh, nothing. Thanks for today. Text me when you’re next free okay? At another dry response, he turned on his heels and walked away towards his own dorms, leaving you standing at your doorstep by yourself.

What just happened?

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[nanivinsmoke]

You First.

Nanami x F!Reader

had to do the big three for jjk, next is erza from ft and then one piece. also sorry for the lateness.

summary ~ you and nanami made a bet, whoever loses gets a punishment ~ no nut november day 3.

warning ~ sex toys, orgasm denial, edging, cumshot, oral sex, phone call sex (?), teasing, foreplay and more.

their sex lives were never dull, there was always something new and exciting for them everyday. nobody would think those two were nymphos behind closed doors. they loved sex, but they loved it even more with each other.

the two were all for trying new things with each other, from threesomes to full on bdsm, they did it all. today was no different for them, they were currently hard at work finishing off their paper work in their home office, when an idea popped in y/n’s head.

“blondie” she spoke, calling nanami by his nickname she had given him, from the moment they met. his eyes locked on her’s, still scribbling away on his papers. “let’s do something new tonight. I have a bet~” before he could ask anything, she exited the room and then a few moments later she came back; holding two black objects in her hands.

“whoever cums first is the loser. there are no rules, besides don’t be the first person to cum. we’re both gonna have vibrators on to make this a fair and even match. what do you think?” she was now sitting on his lap, looking into his brown eyes; smirking.

“you know you’re going to lose, right butterfly?” he spoke, grabbing the black bullet and reaching under her black leather body con dress, a little surprised to see that she wasn’t wearing any panties; before sliding the toy inside of her. y/n moaned slightly, grinding against his black corduroy pants; teasing him through them.

“you’re gonna eat those words, mi’” she unzips his pants, and gently pulls his hardening cock out, pushing the vibrating cock ring down onto him; earning a soft groan from his lips. “and just for good measure~” she teases the head at her slick entrance, causing them to both moan out, before she got up and walked towards the door.

“making your favorite for dinner. don’t forget you’re the head of today’s meeting. it starts at 4” nanami had completely forgot about the meeting and had little time to prepare for it, all thanks to his girlfriend’s wetness. his eyes landed on the remote to her vibrator a few inches away and sly smirk formed on his face.

in the kitchen, y/n was hard at work, cooking their dinner while also anticipating when nanami was going to turn on the toy. she had slipped into his favorite set of lingerie, a black lacy bra with her the areolas cut out, a tiny matching thong and to protect her when cooking; she had her apron on. while she stirred the pot of food, the black bullet vibrator turned on to one of its highest settings, catching her off guard and nearly making her drop the spoon on the floor. “f-fuck” she muttered out, trying to contain herself, trying her best to ignore the pleasure inside of her.

after what seemed like forever, the toy turned off and she huffed out, glad it had stopped; as she was so close to cumming. ‘slick bastard. he’s in for it now’ she said to herself, looking at the clock that read 4:00 pm. nanami was already in his meeting and she knew it was game time. she plated the food and walked towards the office, the remote in her apron pocket.

softly knocking on the door, she pushed herself in and made her way over to her desk, careful to not be seen on the virtual meeting. nanami glanced at you then glanced away, but when she dropped the apron; he had to do a double take. Her curves stood out the most, he loved her body. there was many times when he would worship her body during sex. “what are you wearing?” he spoke low, so the computer’s mic wouldn’t pick up on it.

y/n didn’t answer and instead she did a 360, her butterfly tramp stamp coming into view, along with her white back dermal piercings. nanami’s dick jumped in his pants as he watched his girlfriend’s sexy body, jiggle each time she turned around. she was a tease and he wanted to punish her for it, but he had to continue with this meeting. “what is the percentage for that, satoru?” he had put his focus back onto his screen, to get his mine off of y/n. however, she had other plans.

pretending to drop his spoon on the ground, y/n dropped to her knees; with her back arched and her plump ass in the air. nanami glanced over at her again and this time it made his dick harden. y/n quickly crawled under the desk and positioned herself in front of his crotch. as she fiddled with his pants, he looked down at her with an eyebrow raise. ‘shhh, don’t want you to get caught. ahhhh’ she had pulled his hard cock through his zipper hole and immediately took him in her mouth, moaning softly as a result.

while y/n continued to lick, slurp, and suck on his cock, nanami tried so hard to focus on his meeting; answering in one word sentences and keeping his eyes on everyone else. his poker face was immaculate, nobody would know what was going on, on the other side of his camera.

remembering that they were still having a bet, nanami grabbed the remote to her vibrator and turned it on to the highest setting; letting a soft audible moan to escape her lips. ‘fuck mi’. you wanna play dirty?’ she whispered and grabbed the remote to his toy from her apron nearby, and she repeated his actions. this time nanami’s grunt could be heard from the other people in the virtual call.

“you okay, kento?” geto’s voice called out, concerning everyone. y/n continued to suck his dick, making it hard for him to answer, “y-yeah. need to handle s-ssomething. satoru can y-you take over?” not even waiting for the white haired male’s reply, nanami quickly left the call and shut his laptop, before he looked down at his girlfriend who was smirking as she stroked him. “meeting finished?~” she teased before taking him in her mouth again, this time hitting the back of her throat. the feeling of being in her mouth and vibrations nearly pushed him over the edge, and she knew it.

he had no intentions of losing this competition, but she wasn’t playing fair and neither would he. he picked her up and flipped her upside down, holding her in a position to where her wet pussy was now in his face. it was such a pretty sight, her wet pussy glistening and pushing out juices, he didn’t waste anytime and quickly began to sop it up with his tongue. “mi’~” she moaned out as she felt his tongue on her clit, doing circles on it.

the two were both nearly on the edge, an orgasm at its peak, but neither one of them wanted to release and lose this competition. as he started to spell his name on her clit, she was begging to lose it. she wanted to cum on his tongue, to have him suck her pussy dry, to squirt all over his face. however, she wasn’t going down like that. while she was still taking him deep in her mouth, an idea popped into her mind last minute. she pushed one of his balls into the mix, sucking it along with his dick. “fuck…butterfly”

he couldn’t hold back anymore. the pleasure was way too intense for him. his thick load spurted out, shooting into her mouth and down her throat. y/n had no trouble swallowing in that position, she savored ever lost drop of his cum. “t-turn it off now!” nanami demanded and she turned off the remote, and he did the same with her’s. he pulled her off and sat her on the desk, eyeing her with hooded eyes.

“im about to have you cumming for days, butterfly”

[pensat-i-fet]

Boyfriend of the month (Rúben Dias x Reader)

**Fluffy boyfriend goals request that made me melt while I was writing it. Hope you enjoy it ❤️**

Word count: 1616

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Hearing the alarm going off in the morning at 6.30 is painful enough. But the day has another surprise for me. When I try to sit up in bed, I can feel the pain stabbing my lower stomach. But it doesn’t make sense…my period is not due for another 3 days.

I get up to go to the toilet and can see the confirmation that my period decided to visit me a little early. How nice. I guess it missed me but I can’t reciprocate the feeling.

Fighting the pain, I go to the kitchen to try and eat some food just so I can take some tablets for the pain. There is no way I can go to work if I don’t get some relief for this debilitating pain.

My periods didn’t use to be this bad but a year ago something changed in my body and now I always fear this monthly day of pain.

Rúben: see you tonight! Do you want me to pick you up from work? Xx

Right, I forgot about my date with my boyfriend. And…as much as I would like to have him with me, hugging me with those strong arms, he can’t see me today. We’ve only been dating for two months and I don’t want him to see me like this. Also, my ex was an asshole that instead of supporting me when the periods got worse, just told me not to talk to him about it because it was “gross”.

I hate to be like this but I fear Rúben might do something similar. And I can’t deal with that heartbreak while my hormones are making my moods so weird.

Me: sorry, I can’t meet today. A lot of work. We can meet tomorrow? Xx

I hate lies so much. But this one is necessary. For now at least.

Rúben: I can bring some dinner to you then. I don’t mind waiting until you’re done.

Not the time to be dreamy and perfect, Dias.

Me: I have to stay in the office.

Me: looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.

And that’s another lie. My boss knows about my terrible periods and she always allows me to work from home so I don’t have to take the bus in this state. So no office for me today either. Just the sofa, a hot water bottle and my laptop. Let’s hope today is not that bad.

                                     **

At exactly 5 pm, I close my laptop and put it on my coffee table. I take a deep breath, which causes the cramps to feel even worse and just lie down on the sofa, closing my eyes and willing the pain to go away.

After a couple of minutes, I get up to grab some water and another tablet but the doorbell interrupts my little trip. Who could it be? A delivery?

“Rúben?”

“Do you want to explain to me why you lied?”

I take another deep breath and now that I’m standing, it causes me to bend down from the horrible pain.

“Hey, what’s going on? Are you ok?”

He kneels down in front of me, trying to see my face for clues of what could be happening but I keep trying to hide.

“Just go. Why are you here? I told you I couldn’t see you”.

But he doesn’t listen. He just picks me up and closes the door before taking me to the sofa so I can lie down there again.

“Hot water bottle, medicine, all your work stuff right here…you could have just told me you were sick. Are you afraid it’s contagious?”

“You definitely can’t catch this”, I say, my voice weak from how much pain I’m in.

“What is it then…”, but then he sees me holding my stomach and gets it. “Yeah, not something I’ll catch”.

His laugh confuses me. Is he making fun of me now? Or is it just me being paranoid because of how my ex acted?

“Yeah, well, now that you know you can leave”.

“I’m not leaving you while you can barely move because of the pain you’re in. What do you need?”

“Water for my medicine”, I don’t even get to finish the sentence before he gets up to go to the kitchen.

I try to sit up before he comes back so I can take the tablet and when he sees me, he runs towards the sofa again.

“Don’t move. I’ll help you”.

“It’s fine, thank you”.

Tablet is taken, now time to wait.

“You can leave. I’ll be fine in a bit”.

“Can you get through that thick skull of yours that I’m not leaving?”

“But it’s just…girl stuff”.

His confused face is quite adorable.

“Doesn’t this gross you out?”

“Why would it?”

“Because I have my period”.

He’s still confused but chuckles slightly.

“I mean, I don’t want you to be in pain but given we’ve only been together for two months, I’m quite happy to know your period keeps visiting you”.

His words make me laugh, which causes more pain from the cramps and the laugh turns into a groan.

“Sorry”, he says, putting my head on his lap. “I’ll stop being so hilarious until you’re no longer in pain”.

I close my eyes when he starts to play with my hair and just let that soothe me while the tablet keeps working its magic and getting rid of the annoying cramps.

“Is there something you want to eat?”

“My stomach doesn’t feel great but I could eat some soup. I’ll make some in a bit”.

“No, you won’t”, he says, moving a bit to get his phone out of the pocket of his jeans. “I’ll order you some from that place you like”.

When I no longer feel pain, I start to get up, causing Rúben to freak out.

“I’m fine”, I laugh, “and I need the toilet. I’ll be right back”.

By the time I’m back in the living room, Rúben has removed all the rubbish I’ve accumulated during the day from the table.

“We can have dinner here”.

“You really don’t have to stay, Rúben”.

“You know? I’m a little hurt”.

Not what I expected him to say right now.

“Why?”

“Remember the week after we met?”

The little smirk on my face tells him I clearly do.

“I had a little injury and you refused to leave my side. Then a couple of weeks ago, I hurt my finger again”.

“Because you aren’t careful lifting those weights that are heavier than me”.

“Whatever. I hurt my finger and you refused to leave my side. And believe me, a little blister wasn’t that big of an issue. It definitely didn’t leave me unable to move from how much pain I was in”.

“I get it”.

“Do you? Why do you get to look after me but I don’t get to do the same?”

Because I’m an idiot.

“Because I was worried you would be a typical man, being weird around me just because I’m bleeding. I didn’t want you to disappoint me, I guess”.

“Well, I’m not…anymore. We grow and we learn”.

I laugh because I get it.

“I’m sorry. Can you look after me now?”

“Not sure you deserve it”.

But I can tell he’s joking because of the tone he’s using.

“Pleaaaase, can you look after your girlfriend that is in so much pain and needs a lot of hugs and kisses?”

“I guess I’ll have to. How am I going to win boyfriend of the month if I don’t?”

“You might even win boyfriend of the year”.

“I’m not winning player of the season with Erling on the team so I need any other award I can get”.

While I’m getting changed in my room, I hear the doorbell again and by the time I go back to the sofa, Rúben has already placed all of our food on the table.

“I’m actually starving”.

“I got you the bread you like too. Soup isn’t enough food”.

“Thank you”, I say, sitting down next to him and hugging his side. I could stay like this all day.

After eating my soup, the bread and some dumplings I stole from Rúben’s plate, I feel ready to nap for 20 hours. More or less.

“Do you want to go to bed?”, asks Rúben and I nod. “Ok, get ready while I tidy up here”.

“Don’t take too long. I need cuddles”.

It’s not even 7.30 but I’m definitely ready for this day to be over. So I get into my warm bed and get comfortable while I wait for Rúben to be back.

It doesn’t take him long and when he gets in bed with me, I immediately feel his arms bringing me closer to him.

“Where does it hurt?”, he says, his breath tickling the back of my neck.

“It doesn’t hurt anymore, really”:

“Where did it hurt?”

So I take his hands to the area where the cramps were stabbing me today. It still feels a little tender from being in pain for so long. But when he starts to draw little circles with his long fingers, I melt.

“That feels nice”.

“Imagine how nice it would have felt when you were in all that pain”.

“There is always next month”.

“Do you really feel this bad every month?”

I turn my head slightly to look at him and his worried face warms my heart.

“Sadly, yes”.

“God, I’m glad it isn’t contagious, then”.

And this time I can properly laugh at his joke without any cramps attacking me, and while I enjoy my boyfriend holding me tight to make me feel safe in this vulnerable moment.

[riyva]

almost had you. | k.dy

pairings. kim doyoung x fem!reader genre. fluff, romance, angst warnings. explicit content, minor dni, read at your own risk. summary. from best friends to fuck buddies, and back to being just friends?

you woke up with a brush of sunlight escaping from the window, and a handsome man was sleeping beside you, but you almost forgot that you had slept with him last night. you slept with your best friend. you did bar hopping with your other friends until the two of you left, and your night went crazy when you both got home.

you slightly removed his arm, hugging your waist carefully not to wake him up, and gladly he didn’t. he just let a soft groan and hugged a pillow you put instead. and viola, you walked into the bathroom naked. your makeup was a mess last night, and you forgot to wash it off. you took a shower instead.

after an hour, you’re done, and your best friend is still asleep. a sleepy dimwit. you picked comfy clothes and went straight to the kitchen to cook for brunch because it was almost 11 am. you just cooked whatever was available in the pantry. thankfully, your best friend, doyoung, is not a picky eater. he could eat whatever is on the table, even you. you went back to your room to wake him up.

“hey, doie-donut! brunch is rea—-”

but you saw nothing on the bed; you could hear water splashing in the bathroom, and you assumed doyoung was taking a shower.

“just come out once you’re done, ’kay?”

“yep, will do! thanks, y/n!”

you prepared the table, and after a few minutes, he joined you. No one dared to speak; only the utensils were making the sound. the moment you were both done, he volunteered. “i’ll do the dishes, y/n.” you shake your head. “nope, i will do it.” but you know him, he’ll keep on bugging you if you won’t allow him. “alright, fine.” he took your plate, and he washed the dishes. at the same time, you decided to clean the living room—one of your best decision throughout the day. your clothes were on the floor—your panty was on the lampshade while your bra was hanging on the door handle. how the fuck did it go there? you try to remember, but you can’t.

doyoung was done, and he went to check on you. you didn’t feel his presence until you saw him when you turned around and went to the laundry room. “dude! what the hell?” he laughed at your reaction. “geez. calm down. it’s still morning.” you just rolled your eyes at his response, he followed you to the laundry room, and he took the basket with your clothes from your hand. “ya! i’ll do the laundry.” but you know he won’t let you protest. so he immediately put all the clothes in the washing machine.

you both are sitting on the couch, and watching netflix. “don’t you have classes today?” he asked. “it’s monday.” he added. you checked at the time, it’s 12 pm. “i do in 3 hours.”

“you?”

“nah, no classes every monday. want me to pick you up later?” he suggested while focusing on the t.v. you wanted to say no but knowing doyoung; he always brings food, so you said yes. “okay, as long as you’ll bring donuts, doie-donut.” he rolled his eyes when you said that name again. it’s not just he hates that name, but it doesn’t sound good or bad to him, so he lets you. nothing can stop you both except for one thing—your feelings for each other.

no one tried to open up about what happened last night because you’ve already been with this setup for six months. you both have rules, and you want to obey them, not break them. you are each other’s firsts for everything: your first kiss, first hug, first sex. you want to give yourself to the person who deserves it, and you can’t think of anyone except your best friend since childhood. you both want to feel how it feels until you can’t stop. whenever you need each other’s warmth, you are just one call away. you’re both adults, yet you still don’t know what to do with your feelings for the sake of your friendship. you have something to protect, but speak now or hold your peace forever—you both choose the latter.

a year has passed, you have already graduated from college, and you’re still in the same setup as your best friend. he wanted to ask you how long we will be like this. how long are we going to continue being fubu? but he knew that you’d say. i don’t know, maybe once we find the one. the moment he met you, he already knew you were the one, and so did you.

you hugged his back as he kept on pounding on top of you. you bit his shoulder to suppress your moans because someone might hear you. “moan, y/n. moan my name.” he whispered to your ear. “i-i can’t. doyoung, fuck! we’re in your car.” you whispered. you scratched his back as you whimpered in ecstasy.

it’s nearly ten p.m., and you’re fucking in his car at a parking lot near his condo. you both couldn’t go to his because of the burning lust of wanting each other’s warmth. he pushed himself up and slowed his movement. “you know, no one can hear you. so, moan, y/n.” your eyes rolled as his dick reached your sweet spot. you can’t help but moan his name repeatedly. he grips your hips as he moves steadily. his head fell back as he felt the sensation building up and as you clenched your insides. he leaned to suck in your little beads. pleasure after pleasure. you were catching your breath as you both moaned each other’s name, and you reached your orgasm.

he let a few more thrusts before he pulled out in you, and you let a soft moan as your cum went down to your butthole. you're still lying in the backseat and chasing your breath from the mind-blowing sex with him. at the same time, he took the wipes from the compartment to clean you up.

he wiped your sex and sweat, tied your hair up, and clothed you before him. after he was done, he took a blanket and tucked you into the backseat. “you okay?” you closed your eyes and just hummed to respond. “let’s buy donuts?” your eyes twinkled as you heard donuts “yes, please!”

he let a laugh, “okay, y/n! got it. just stay there, hmm?” and he went to the driver's seat. he started the engine and drove to the nearest donut store. he never missed. you thought. you also thought that doyoung would be a perfect partner.

after buying the donuts, he parked his car on the side of the road where you could see the city lights. you were both seated at the back of his vehicle, wrapped in the blanket. you were silently eating the donut and drinking the hot chocolate. the cold breeze touched your hair, and you knew something was coming. something unexpected.

“y/n, this setup has to be stopped,” he said while his eyes were in front of the view; that stopped you from eating. “why?” you still dumbly asked. seriously? do I have to ask him that? does he find someone already?

“i met someone two days ago. she’s pretty, yeah—I want to give it a shot. you wouldn’t mind, right?”

fuck, i do. your eyes were getting watery, but you stopped yourself. you don’t want him to see you like that. you don’t want him to see you hurting.

“no! heck no, doie-donut. it’s okay! i also wanted to say that earlier.” you tried to sound more convincing, but your eyes don’t lie, and he’s dumb to see that.

“oh? so, you found a guy?” he wanted to ask more. what kind of person is he, can he be trusted, can you be happy with him?

i need to lie, for god’s sake.

“yes, i met him at work, and he’s kind and nice,” you said as you sipped the coffee. he nodded and said nothing but felt a slight pang in his chest. you’re lowkey thankful that he stopped talking, so you could save yourself from breaking down. you don’t want to risk everything; you’re scared as hell.

you let out a happy laugh. “so, that’s our last sex? i should’ve performed much better!” but he just side-eyed you as he sips his hot chocolate.

i should’ve made most of the time while i was still in your arms.

“no, kidding aside. but seriously, donut. it’s okay, we’re still best friends, right?” you asked as you tried not to break your voice. “yes, we’re still best friends, although we did many messy things.” you can’t look at him. you don’t want to see his face thinking of the woman he met.

you just said, “okay!” as a response as you continued to finish your food. you took the last bite, you told him to send you home. after you bid goodbyes, and the moment to go inside your pad, the tears you’ve prevented earlier burst. you cried your lungs out and almost threw the vase on the wall. oops, this one is expensive, so no. you think you deserved it, you deserve the pain—you’re now facing the consequences of holding your silence, and you’re expecting the worst for the following days. you cried all night and weren’t able to get a good sleep.

on the other hand, doyoung couldn’t sleep either. he saw your eyes and your reaction to what he said in his peripheral view. he just turned a blind eye to it. he knows your hurt; he knows you very well and feels sorry for it. his feelings for you were gone for months, and you're the one who’s left having those feelings.

days have passed, and you and doyoung haven’t met ever since that day happened. no one tried to reach out. you’re currently in your office working your ass off. you were loaded with papers and meetings every single day. you sighed and took a break. you reached for your phone and opened your Instagram. the first post that you saw was doyoung, he was cute in the picture, but when you swiped left, you saw the woman he was with. you assume that was the same person he talked about before. ouch, so they’re dating now? you accidentally clicked the like button. fuck!

you took a deep breath. i’m okay. i’ll be okay. i wanted this. your eyes were getting watery again, but you took a tissue and immediately put it to your eyes to absorb. speaking of the which, doyoung was calling you. you composed yourself immediately before answering.

you: hey, what’s up?

you sounded happy.

doyoung: ……

he didn’t respond, he just want to hear your voice again; it’s been a while.

you: hello? doie-donut? are you still there?

you snapped him back to his senses.

doyoung: yeah, yeah. sorry. ahm… you: why did something happen?

your brows furrowed.

doyoung: no, I just want to ask if you’re busy later at night.

he shakes his head not like you can see it. you checked the clock, it’s already 3 p.m. there’s a hint of joy when he asked that. you didn’t notice that you already smiled while talking to him.

you: nope, i’ll be out at six. why? are you planning something?

damn, i miss him so badly.

doyoung: great, let’s have a drink later at my house.

and him, inviting you to a drink? and who are you to disagree with?

you: sure, on it! i’ll bring the drinks. wait, is it just the two of us? doyoung: yes, silly. you: well, is your girlfriend fine with it? look, doie-donut, i want to respect your relationship and set some boundaries. doyoung: yep, no worries! it’s okay, eli. you: alright! see you doie-donut!

in the four corners of your office, you can only hear your heart beating so fast. you indeed have enormous feelings for him until now. i really love him. fuck.

the night has come and you knocked on his door. when he opened it, you showed the drinks you bought at the convenience store, soju, and beer. he just smiled and welcomed you in. while doyoung gets the goodies from the fridge, you make yourself at home on his sofa and put the beverages on the center table. once everything was set, he joined you on the sofa; and he opened the television.

while the drama is playing, he took a sip before he speaks. “i want to be honest with you, once and for all.” while your gaze was fixed on the drama, you hummed. “i liked you before.” as you slowly turn your face to him, you're taken aback. "well, you are not alone." in anguish, you chuckled. doyoung was astounded as well.

he thought he was the only one suppressing his emotions, but you are also. everything makes sense to him. the way you act, the way you behave with him, he has no idea that you're doing much of it out of love; he thought you were fooling around, but everything is true. he didn't notice it until it was too late.

you: since when? doyoung: i liked you since childhood. you: oh.

you guys really fucked up. you just smiled in pain but when you saw his face, you can’t see the same look he used to give you; it was all gone.

you: what if one of us confessed?

i am scared. i am scared to take the risk. i don’t want to lose you.

doyoung: then, everything will change.

i know. everything. it’s a win or lose, but i chose not to lose everything. i sacrificed my love for our friendship.

you both became quiet as you finished your drinks. the awkwardness filled the room.

doyoung: but we’re good, yeah? you: yep, everything is in the past now.

you just agreed because you don’t want to continue this talk anymore. it hurts you so bad. if you’ll continue, you might tell him that you still have feelings for him. and, you know you can’t because he’s already involved with someone else. instead, you divert his attention to another topic.

you: btw, how’s your girlfriend? when will I’m going to meet her?

everything went slow. you saw his eyes twinkle when you mentioned that. while your gaze was focused on him. that was the moment he started talking about her. you saw how much he likes her because of his compliments, his smile, and his hand gestures, it was all about her. you also wish you were the reason behind those, and you saw that as a sign to stop now—to stop loving him as someone whom you can’t have.

you don’t want to ruin a good relationship. so you decide it's best to stay away for the time being—for your own good.

i almost had you; we almost had each other.

©riyva

the part two is up!

[skelobun]

I wanna be yours (pt.3)

Ellie x overachiever/artsy!reader [modern au]

Summary: You and Ellie always seem to have “hated” each other, until one day you realize that may not be the case.

[rivals to lovers trope]

More closeness/romance happens in this part compared to the other parts

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

skimmed over, not completely proof read

It’s Saturday morning. You wake up still feeling a little tired but still feeling rested nonetheless.

You rub the tiredness out of your eyes and get up to get ready. You had made plans to meet with Ellie today.

Usually you’d find this terrible and a waste of time, but yesterday proved that you could tolerate Ellie to some extent.

You check the time on your phone and it’s 12:35 AM.

You have to go to Ellie’s house at around 3 - ish like she said yesterday.

You brush your teeth, do your normal routine, etc. then you go downstairs and make some food for yourself.

You really needed to hurry though.

You usually take an hour or so to eat and then you take about an hour to get ready.

As you cook your food you check the time, it’s already 1:20 PM. You realize how fast the time has passed and you finish cooking. You quickly start eating and by the time you’re done eating you see that the time is now 2:00PM.

You rush upstairs to your room and find something to wear. You didn’t choose anything fancy obviously because it wasn’t a date or anything. You guys were just gonna be painting, so you chose something that you knew would get covered in paint.

After you get dressed the time is now 2:34 PM. The fact that the time passed by so quickly is just so shocking to you. So you grab your phone and rush downstairs to leave.

When you go outside you realize that it seems to be raining.

You sigh before grabbing an umbrella and leaving the porch of your house. With each step you take, the rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier. You start running to Ellie’s house, hoping you can get there without getting soaked in rain.

You finally make it to Ellie’s house and start ringing the doorbell to get her attention.

When the door opened you didn’t see Ellie, but instead you saw the man you had seen the first time you visited.

“Hi!” You say to him while smiling.

He smiles back before letting you in.

He calls for Ellie and then you see Ellie rushing downstairs to see why he called.

“What?!” She yells back, but then she sees you.

“Oh! Y/N! Did you really walk in the rain?” She asks while laughing, obviously knowing the answer.

You roll your eyes, take your shoes off and place your umbrella down.

“Ellie, why didn’t you tell me someone was coming over today?” The man in front of you asks Ellie as Ellie finally gets off the stairs.

“I forgot to tell you, sorry ‘bout that Joel” she says with a big smile on her face.

You assume the name of the man is Joel.

Suddenly Ellie grabs your hand and brings you to the garage.

“Oh, by the way, here’s your bag” she says while she throws your bag towards you. You weren’t paying attention so instead of you catching it, it just hit you and fell on the cold garage floor.

You look at her with an annoyed glare before picking it up and checking that everything you have is still in it. You put it back on the floor and then you tie your hair up, getting ready to paint.

You go to the disorganized bucket of paint bottles that Ellie has and search for the colours you needed. You pick up a palette and start mixing the paints together.

[2 hours of painting later]

You and Ellie have been speaking back and forth.

“Ugh.. so exhausted..” you complain under your breathe.

Ellie looks at you at laughs.

“Then how about we take a break? We’ve been painting for like two hours straight” she says as she chuckles.

You nod quickly in agreement.

“I’d love that, my hands are sore…” you whine.

“Come on, let’s go eat something, maybe I can cook something” Ellie tells you as she leaves the garage. You follow her to the kitchen.

You spot Joel in the living room, he seems to be sleeping on the couch.

As Ellie brings you into the kitchen, she starts asking you for what you want to eat. You think about it for a second, and then tell her exactly what you want to eat. She nods and turns on the stove, preparing to cook.

As you watch her cook you start thinking to yourself about how weird this feels for you. You’d never imagine that you’d be spending a weekend with Ellie, ever. Yet here you are, at Ellie’s house, in her kitchen.

You don’t want to admit it, but you can feel yourself slightly warming up to her. Of course it’s too early to tell because you’ve spent only like a week together, but you feel yourself resenting her less and less each time you hang out.

Ellie feels you stare at her and she turns around, she smiles at you before continuing to cook. You feel slightly embarrassed when you realize she caught you staring at her. It’s not like you had any weird intentions, but you still felt embarrassed at the fact she caught you staring.

But when this happened, it made you think of a question.

“Hey, Ellie?” You ask her to get her attention.

She looks at you and stops cooking for a moment.

“Why do you always stare at me in class and stuff?” You ask her while she turns around to continue cooking.

“I just zone out a lot, and end up zoning out while I’m lookin’ at you” she replies, not looking at you.

You believe her, but you feel a small part of you feel like she’s lying. But this feeling gets quickly ignored as Ellie suddenly burns herself.

You go to her and quickly grab her hand to run it over cold water.

Ellie looks at you with a blank expression, she didn’t expect you to do this considering you’ve always seemed to have resented her.

“You ok, Ellie?” You ask her.

She nods “don’t worry about me” she says as she goes to the fridge to get an icepack for her hand.

“The food’s done, go eat some” she says to you as you nod.

“Are you sure you’re ok though? It wasn’t a bad burn or anything was it?” You ask her as you sit down.

Ellie nods “yeah, don’t worry, it was a slight burn. Nothing too bad”.

Ellie grabs plates for the two of you.

She puts them down and puts the food on the plates.

You guys both eat together, having a great time.

[1 hour later]

You go home after having some early dinner at Ellie’s house.

As you get home you keep thinking about how weird it is that you’ve warmed up to Ellie so quick. You’ve resented her for so long, so what changed? Why are you warming up to her to quick?

You try to ignore these thoughts, not wanting to think about it too much. You grab a savage starlight comic to read, something that you remembered Ellie enjoys. She told you how much she loves these comics when you guys went out for lunch that one time.

Suddenly, you hear your ringtone go off, someone is calling you. You check your phone and see it’s Dina.

You answer right away after realizing you’ve barely spoken to her lately.

“Dina! I’m so sorry that we’ve barely talked…” You apologize to her as soon as you answer the phone.

“Y/n! It’s ok! I just called you because I just wanted to ask you about Ellie” she says teasingly.

“What’re you trying to imply, Dina” you say, pretending to be mad at her.

She laughs and says “just wondering how you and your girlfriend are doing”.

You feel your eyes widen.

“Did Ellie say anything to you or something?” You ask.

“No? Oh my god, why? Did you guys do something?” She asks while giggling like a little kid.

You roll your eyes and say “no! Oh my god no! I just thought that maybe she might’ve said that we did something even though we didn’t”

“Why did you assume I was talking about Ellie? Hmm??” Dina asks you, you can tell she’s smirking on the other end of the phone call.

You stay silent.

Why did you assume she was talking about Ellie?

Dina keeps laughing over the phone, it’s obvious that she’s doing this just to joke around with you.

You both just keep laughing over the phone for a couple of minutes before you hear someone knock on Dina’s door.

“Hold up, i’ll be right back” Dina says as she puts her phone down.

Couple minutes later she comes back and says that she needs to leave since Jesse and her are gonna go out for a movie night date.

“Oh! Ok! Bye Dina! Love you!” You say as you hang up the phone.

When you hung up the phone you were left alone with your thoughts. Why weren’t you more annoyed when Dina teased you about Ellie?

This all seems so weird to you.

___________

Next chapter more romance is gonna be included i swear, i don’t wanna rush the romance too much </3

Btw i edited this part like 20 times, took me so long to write this.

[purifycantyouhelpme]

Before He Cheats | Chapter 3 • Duff Mckagan x Reader

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Word count: 2,805

A/N: I'm sorry that the third chapter took so long to make. I will taking a break from this story so I can work on my requests and work on another x reader multiple chapter story that I have been wanting to work on for a while.

Skylar's P.O.V

Man, they were so annoying. They were ruining my date with Duff. I was walking back to the Guitar shop with my fists clenched and an angry look on my face. I heard footsteps from far away, they were getting louder.

Duff was walking on the left side of me. He was breathing pretty heavily from all that running he did. "Skylar, why were you acting so rude?" Duff asked me.

"Because they were wasting our time." I replied. I scoffed. We both stopped walking because there was a car coming by.

"They weren't wasting my time." Duff said. Of course he would say that. We continued walking. I'm gonna have to tell him the truth. I can't hide this from him any longer. My fists were unclenched and I was rubbing my shoulder with my right hand.

"I just wanted to hang out with you. I'm tired of people interrupting us everytime we hang out together." I started to blush from embarrassment. "Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" Duff asked me. He didn't sound very happy. "Because I thought you would be mad." I said nervously. I looked at Duff and he was pretty angry. His fists were also clenched. "I'm mad that you didn't straight up tell me." Duff said angrily. I'm not used to him being angry, he's always happy and nice. I stopped looking at Duff and I looked straight ahead.

It was slient for a little bit. The wind was blowing in the background, the trees were rustling, and I could hear cars passing by.

"After I get my bass guitar, I'm going home." Duff was walking faster than me. He was pretty far from me.

Why did I do that? Why did I say that? I could have kept my mouth shut. Now Duff is mad at me. I'm so stupid. Why can't I just tell him how I feel? But that Claire girl, something was off about her. She seems pretty suspicious.

The next day, Slash's P.O.V.

1:00 PM, it was pretty hot outside. I'm kinda glad that it's hot in this house because my pet snakes are not in their tanks, wandering around the house and hot temperatures/weather are good for snakes. I was wearing a tank top and basketball shorts. I was eating cereal while I was lying in my bed. I didn't have work today again. I could just relax until (Y/N) opened the door, calling my name. "Slash!" (Y/N) raised her voice at me. She was wearing a white plated ruffled short dress with brown boots. She looked pretty cute. "What is it, honey?" I yawned. "You said that you were going to hang out with me today." (Y/N) said.

"Oh yeah right." I forgot that I said that yesterday. That was the last thing on my mind. It didn't matter if I forgot or not, I didn't want to hangout with her at all. "Do you want to go bike riding with me?" I set my bowl on the nightstand. (Y/N) was smiling at you. "Yes, I do." She said, she had her hand on her hip. I got off from my bed and stretched a little. I haven't rode my bike in a little while so this is

"Alright, help me get the bikes from the garage." I told her. "Okay." She was walking to the garage, I was walking behind her.

Claire's P.O.V

I was at the beach bike shop, waiting for Slash. It's so fucking hot outside, the sun was beaming in my face. It didn't help that I was wearing a jean jacket.

I'm going bike riding with Slash but it's with (Y/N). Last time I hung out with her, she was so painfully nice and wouldn't stop talking to me. Maybe this time it won't be so bad. I already have my bike with me.

Slash's car was parked pretty far away from where I was standing. Slash was wearing a black tank top and some navy blue shorts. His hair was in a ponytail and he had sunglasses on. He looked so hot in his outfit and (Y/N) was using a stupid dress and some boots.

"Slash and (Y/N) were taking their bikes out of the trunk of their car. They set their bikes next to the car.

"I forgot my helmet again." Slash said.

"You always forget your helmet." (Y/N) said. They both turned around and saw me.

"I thought it was going to be only me and you." (Y/N) was confused.

"Well, Claire wants to join us." Slash pointed at me. I walked up to Slash, I was standing next to him. I was twiddling my fingers.

"Yeah, I just wanted to hang out with you guys." I lied. I only wanted to hang out with Slash, not with his annoying girlfriend. (Y/N) was scratching her head. "Uhh…" Before (Y/N) could say anything, some guy passed by us with his bike really fast.He rode his bike back to us, he hit the brake on his bike. "Hey guys! I didn't know you were coming here." A guy with short black hair said to us. He was wearing an unbuttoned white shirt with navy blue jeans and black pumas. Who was he?

"Hi Izzy." (Y/N) smiled. Oh, his name is Izzy.

"Oh you're that Claire girl that Steven was talking about yesterday." He said. I was a bit confused. Who is Steven? Slash probably knows. Izzy got off his bike and put his right hand in front of me. "Hi I'm Izzy." Izzy said. He wanted me to shake his hand, this was awkward. "H-Hey Izzy." I shook his hand. He seems nice. He let go of my hand. "Can I hang out with you guys? I got nothing–"

"No." Slash said. He was angry at Izzy. "Please." (Y/N) whined. She kept on pulling Slash's arm like a spoiled child. Please say no. "Alright, honey." Slash sighed. She stopped pulling on Slash's arm. Slash, you fucking idiot. I facepalmed. All I wanted to do was hang out with Slash, just the two of us.

Izzy immediately took off with the bike. He was pedaling really fast. "Izzy! Wait!" (Y/N) immediately went on her bike and pedaled really fast. She was catching up to Izzy. Slash got on his bike. "She's really annoying." I crossed my arms and tapped my foot.

"I know." Slash agreed.

Izzy's P.O.V

Still pedaling my bike, Ibwas like two blocks away. My hair and clothes were blowing in the wind. The wind felt pretty good on my body on this sunny day. I stopped pedaling my bike because I was getting pretty tired. I turned my head around to see that (Y/N) was catching up to me. She was pedaling pretty fast. Slash was right behind her. "IZZY!" (Y/N) shouted my name from afar. She immediately stopped her bike. She got off of her bike and was breathing pretty heavily. She was right next to me. "Don't ever go that fast again. I could barely keep up." (Y/N) whined. I laughed a little at her.

Slash stopped his bike and he was next to (Y/N). "That was pretty fun." Slash said. He got off the bike and hold (Y/N)'s hand. "Where's Claire?" I asked. As I asked, I saw Claire pedaling her bike fast into the distance. She looked really angry until she saw a dent in the sidewalk. Claire tried to hit the brakes on the bike to stop in time but it was too late. Claire tripped over a dent on the sidewalk and fell off of her bike. She fell flat on her face. We were all shocked that this happened. "Oww!" Claire yelled in agony. She slowly got up from the ground. She was sitting, with her left leg sticking out and her right leg underneath her left leg. She was holding onto her right left with both hands. Why did she and the others not bring knee pads? "Honey– I mean Claire!" Slash quickly ran up to Claire. Slash sat next to her, trying to help her out. He lifted up her left pants leg slowly. There was a scrape on her knee, it was bleeding pretty badly. All we could do was stare at it. "Claire, are you okay?" Slash asked as he hold her arm. "I'm not okay, idiot! I scraped my knee." Claire yelled. It looked like she was in so much pain. "I got her. Go bring the car here and get the first aid kit from the car." Slash told us. "Okay, we'll see you there." (Y/N) said. We decided to walk instead of using our bikes because we didn't go that far.

Me and (Y/N) were walking to the car like Slash told us to do. It's so hot, I just wanted to eat some ice-cream. "Why did Slash call Claire honey?" I asked (Y/N) "I don't know. It was probably an accident." (Y/N) said. I doubt it was an accident. You don't call a friend of yours honey, especially when you have a girlfriend. "How long has Claire and Slash been friends?" I asked her. I was curious. "They have been friends for a couple of months now. They met at a bar." She explained. They met at a bar? Why would Slash go to a bar? "Duff sent me a picture of him at work." She said, I remember that I fixed Duff's bass guitar yesterday and he was mad when he came back for it. That was weird, he was happy when he asked me to fix his bass guitar. She showed me the picture on her phone. The picture was Duff in his work uniform in the bathroom. "He looks so cute." She added. She put her phone back in her pocket. It's so obvious that Duff likes her more than a friend, why can't she see it? He has had a crush on her since their sophomore year of high-school. "Duff is such a nice person and kind person. He loves helping others, he loves hanging out with us, he never has beef with anyone, I'm surprised that you guys aren't dating. You guys would be a perfect match." I told her. She didn't look happy at all when I said all of that to her. "Perfect match? Me and Duff are just best friends. I'm happy with Slash. He's my everything." She said, she took a sip from her soda. I don't want to see her get angry so I'm just gonna shut up. "Forget I said anything." I said. I should have kept my mouth shut. Now I think that (Y/N) knows that Duff loves her. I shouldn't have outed him out like that.

Moments later…

(Y/N) drove the car back to where Slash and Claire were at. The bikes were in the trunk except for my bike. Slash and Claire were sitting in the car, fixing up her inquiries while me and (Y/N) were at an ice-cream cart, eating ice cream and talking to each other. What a perfect time for an ice-cream cart to come around here. The ice-cream cart was about 80 meters away from the car. It's time for me to go to work unfortunately. "Well, I did have a lot of fun today." I smiled. "Me too." She said, I looked at the car window from afar and I think that Claire kissed Slash on the cheek. Slash kissed her back. Slash is cheating on (Y/N). I was shocked that this is happening but not really. "Izzy?" (Y/N) kept tugging at my shirt. I snapped my head back to (Y/N). "S-Sorry, (Y/N). I got distracted." I said to her, I threw my soda can at the ground because I was done with it. "I gotta go to work. I'll see you guys later." I got on my bike. "Bye Izzy." (Y/N) waved at me. I rode my bike into the distance.

Axl's P.O.V

It's 3:00 PM, my air conditioner was on in my house since it's hot outside. I was in the living room, playing on my piano. The song I was playing was Beethoven's “Moonlight Sonata".

There was a knock on my door. Someone had to interrupt me while I was playing on my piano. I got up from my piano and walked to the door. Who was at my door? Skylar was at the door. She looked pretty sad. Skylar was wearing a burgundy tank top with black short jeans and black strap sandals. I wasn't really expecting her to come here. Me and Sky have been friends for a few years. Sky can be annoying, mean, and too honest sometimes I still hang out with her. "Sky, what are you doing here?" I asked her as I went back to my piano and continued playing. Skylar shut the door and walked up to me. Skylar stood next to me. She was kinda distracting me just by standing there. "I just want to talk to you about something." She said, she was scratching her head. "Sure, what is it?" I asked her. "Well, I don't tell anyone this but I'm in love with Duff." She told me. My face went from smiling a little to neutral. What she told me wasn't really surprising. I already know that Skylar is in love with Duff. "I know you like Duff, I can tell." I said. She punched me in my shoulder really hard. It hurted so bad, it made me stop playing the piano. "Asshole." She said in an angry tone. Her fists were clenched. "Ow!" I yelled as I rubbed my shoulder.

"It's so obvious you like him. You ask him to sit with you in the Tunnel of Love thing. I can't believe he's that oblivious." I yelled. "But I think he likes (Y/N). He always stares at her, compliments her, hangs out with her more than me and now he hates me because I lashed at him earlier." Skylar said. "He can't be with (Y/N), she's with Slash." I told her.

"No shit, Axl. I know that." Skylar yelled at me.

"Well, try harder than. I don't know what you want me to do!" I yelled at her. All of this yelling is making my throat hurt. "Can we stop yelling at each other?" Skylar asked.

"I'm gonna stay here for a little bit. I have nothing else to do." Skylar layed on my couch, she put her feet on the couch. I turned my whole body around, facing her. "Instead of sitting on the couch, why don't you sit on my lap? I got a special gift for you." I give her a seductive look and I pointed at my crotch. She looked at me with an angry look in her eye. She's not in the mood to hear my stupid gross jokes. I stopped pointing at my crouch and sighed. "I'm gonna get you something to eat from the fridge." I said, I walked from the living room to the kitchen. The kitchen was pretty messy, there were dirty dishes in the sink, pieces of food were on the floor. I will clean it up later.

What's in my fridge? Just a bunch of microwaved food, drinks and leftover spaghetti from yesterday. Skylar's favorite food is spaghetti, I might as well give her the last of it. I'm not really that hungry so I'm gonna have a glass of wine or bottle of wine because it's going to be a long and rough week. I set the cold bowl of spaghetti and fork on the living room table and I sat on the piano chair with a bottle of wine in my hand. "What made you lash at Duff?" I asked her, trying to open the wine bottle. "I got mad because everytime we hang out someone always has to interrupt us. This time Slash and his friend, Claire interrupted us–" Sky was still talking but all I heard was Claire. Claire, not her again. I'm tired of hearing her name. "Great, here we go again." I was getting angry just hearing her name. All that anger made me finally the wine bottle. "Wait? You know Claire?" She pointed at me. "No, only Izzy has met Claire. Me, Steven and Izzy were just talking about her earlier" I said as I threw the cork on the ground. "Let's just stop talking about Claire and relax a bit." I drank straight from the bottle because I didn't care. "Whatever." She rolled her eyes at me.

[cam3lliaw]

An apology letter from me to you

The sequel to this fanfic "A letter from me to you"

Diluc x f! reader

~2k words

Angst to fluff

Warnings: reader accused of cheating, mentions of anxiety, reader crying, using of pet names("my love"), implied abandonment issues at some point (I think that's all)

A/N: it is a bit rushed imo but I think i wrote what I wanted to say

More under the cut :)

Diluc forgot how lonely the bed felt without you on it. He got so used to sleeping next to you every night, without even realizing. But as usually, people start appreciating something right when they lose it. He hopes he didn't lose you just yet. The pyro user regrets the harsh words he threw at you earlier, and is determined to fix everything as soon as possible.

The mattress shifted as you finally came into bed in yours and Diluc's shared bedroom. Diluc was now at ease, he didn't know the time, but he guessed it was around 3 am.

He didn't go after you when you went out earlier, but that does not mean he wasn't worried about you and your safety. Now that you're near him, he can rest.

...

Diluc was woken up by a ray of sunshine that passed through the thick curtains of the room. He wanted to reach you and press a little kiss on your forhead, a thing he got used to doing since you two started living together. But...you weren't on your side of the bed.

Usually, Diluc's day starts at around 5am, when the sun has yet to come out completly, a time when you would be normaly sound asleep next to him, but considering that you weren't, it means he must have overslept.

As he stepped out the room, he met Adelinde in the hallway.

"Oh! Good morning, or perhaps it would be more fitting to say good afternoon, Master Diluc! " greeted happily the head maid. "Should I make you some breakfast or do you want to eat lunch? The cook just finished making today's lunch."

"Good...afternoon, Adelinde, can you tell me what time is it? " Diluc asked.

'Afternoon? Lunch? Just how long did I sleep?' Diluc wondered.

" I think it's 1 PM. Why? Did the maids have to wake you up and they didn't? Miss [name] said that-"

"What?" Diluc was,suddenly, feeling more awake as he heard his lover's name in that moment. "What about [name]?

"Well... Miss [name] said that we should let you sleep, because you worked a lot these days and you are tired. If I remember well, she said that while she was eating breakfast a few hours ago."

'She ate breakfast at home? That doesn't happen very often. Usually, she would take her breakfast and pack it, to eat it later at work. Unless...she took today off.'

"I'm not hungry. I will eat later." Diluc said as he began rushing back to the bedroom. Before entering the room, Diluc asked Adelinde where you were.

"Miss [name] left the winery an hour ago, after she watered the vines from the front yard. We told her that she didn't need to, but she insisted on helping us. " Adelinde said as she watched Diluc stop in his tracks with his hand on the door's handle. He stopped paying attention after the first 8 words she has spoken.

His heart stopped beating for a second.

"What did you say, Adelinde?" asked the redhead, without turning to face her, almost breaking the door's handle at how much pressure he was applying to it.

"She watered the vines?"

"No, not this, the first part." Diluc was feeling very anxious.

"Miss [name] told us she wanted to go buy some books from With Wind Comes Glory¹. She assured us that she would be back by dinner, but I personally think it will takea bit longer since she went by foot. But, Master Diluc, is there something wrong? You seem stressed. " the head maid asked with concern.

"I'm fine, Adelinde. I just remembered there was something urgent that I have to do today." Diluc quickly replied.

After hearing the explanation, Diluc instantly relaxed. For a moment, he thought you left the winery, and him, for good. But it seems that it wasn't the case. After all, your belongings were still in their places around the house.

He thanked Adelinde and went to change from his nightwear. After he was done, he looked at his nightstand. Your letter was on it, because he read it at least 10 times more before he went to sleep.

Diluc knew that he can't just simply buy an expensive gift to apologize, you weren't that type of person, so instead an idea came to his mind. What if he writes you a letter as well? And so, he went into his office, took out his quill, ink, and some paper and started writing.

...

"Miss [name], welcome home!" saluted Hillie and Moco as you entered the winery.

"Hi girls! The outside of the manor looks great. Thank you for your hard work today!" You said as you were heading for the stairs. Even thought you like walking around, it was quite exhausting to go to and to return from the city by foot. You wanted nothing more than to take a shower and go to sleep.

"Miss [name], wait a moment!" Moco came after you.

"Yes? "

"Master Diluc was searching for you this afternoon. I think he is in his office right now. He seemed to have something urgent to tell you, at least that's what we heard from Adelinde."

'Something urgent, huh?' You thought. 'The last thing he should say to me is that we should break up, and then he would have said all there is to say, but I should not think like that. Even if I am upset, I certainly don't want anything like that happening.'

"Thank you for telling me." You told the girl as you changed your direction from upstairs to Diluc's office.

...

[ Knock knock]

"Come in."

You slowly entered the room. Diluc didn't notice you as he looked absorbed in the document he was reading.

"I heard you were looking for me."

Diluc looked up while you were staring at him blankly. You two sat in silence for a bit.

It was becoming suffocating.

Why was he silently staring at you? Is he expecting YOU to apologize for the things that HE said?

"If I am being wrong, and you were not looking for me, then I am sorry for interupting your work." You told him as you were about to turn and leave the room.

"[Name] , wait! " he pleaded right before getting up from his seat and coming near you. Diluc gently took your hand in his. "I-..uh.. I wrote you a letter." You looked at him with confusion. "And I want to read it for you." He continued, as he gestured to the couch in the middle of the room. You nodded and started walking towards it with Diluc trailing behind you. Before sitting, he approached his desk to pick up the "document" he was reading when you came in. He was still holding your hand. He didn't let go. Almost like...he was afraid to let go of it.

"Here I go" he said swallowing hard.

"Dear [name],

I have a lot of things to tell you, and because I am afraid I will forget them, I wrote them down and I am going to read them to you right now.

1. I want to wish you a happy 6th month anniversary. Words can't express how sorry I am that I forgot it was yesterday. But I tend to believe that, after you hear my explanation for it, you will understand why I forgot in the first place. Since we started going out 6 months ago, you've made me so happy that I feel like celebrating our relationship everyday. Even if I don't always express how happy I am to be together with you, that's what I feel like. It's up to you, if you want to believe me or not.

2. You shouldn't thank me for choosing you. It's quite the opposite, acually. You think I don't notice the guys from Mondstadt, looking at you while we go for walks around the city? Don't even get me started on the Knights that come to the tavern, some of them that I caught staring at you a few times while you happened to be there as well. There are a lot of guys who can spend more time with you or give you more affection than I do, and considering all that, you still chose me. And I will be forever grateful for that.

Since you told me in your letter about little trinkets you got from me, I think it's only fair that I should mention I also kept those I recieved from you. Remember what we used to do, when we first met? We used to write random things to each other, on tissues from the tavern, and pass them back and forth, while I was busy, serving the customers. I even kept those that I would say I threw away since they broke because we kept pushing the quill into them too much. I put them in a box, in the first drawer of my desk. I was afraid that, if I put them into the nightstand in the bedroom, you would find them. Even thought, I see how stupid that sounds as I am writing this. My point is, you're not the only one who holds dear all of these stuff, I do too.

3. I am the one that should apologize and be sorry for a lot of things. I'll start with one of the biggest, if not already the biggest stupid mistake I have ever done. That being, accusing you of cheating on me. To be honest, I always knew that it wasn't the case. I always knew, you would never do something like that. The truth is...I have been scared. Scared that you finally realised that I am no good and that you were about to leave me. A part of me even though you would be better off with someone else. Someone who would treat you the way you deserve to be treated.

I am sorry for saying such mean things to you, my love. I never meant to hurt you. I am also sorry because I don't spend that much time with you, that I don't give you all the love you deserve and that I don't tell you that often, how much I love you. I am sorry for all of the things I should do but I don't .

And last but not least, the 4th thing.

I love you. And not just as simple as that. I love you so much that sometimes, when I look at you, my heart is about to burst. If one morning you say "I love you" to me before I leave home, I will think about it almost until I come back home in the evening. You are always on my mind. And as soon as I leave home, I can't wait to come back and embrace you into a hug.

I really mean it. All of it. I love you, [name]. I promise, from the bottom of my heart, that I will try my hardest to become a man worthy of your love.

Yours forever, Diluc. "

Diluc took his eyes off the piece of paper as he heard a sob coming from you.

"You are wrong." you whispered as tears started to fall on your cheeks.

"What?" Diluc didn't hear you that well.

" I said that you are wrong." You complained and started staring right into Diluc's red eyes."You think I don't see it? Every hand squeeze you give me while we are walking around, every hug from behind you give me while I cook dinner. And don't think I don't know about those early morning kisses, on my forehead. Those little kisses are the thing I look forward the most, in the morning, well, that, and seeing you being by my side. I see it all the time. You might not tell me directly that you love me, but you show me in so many ways, I would be blind if I didn't notice. And about the thing from yesterday...I know you didn't mean it, I truly do, and I forgive you. So let's forget what happened yesterday. Okay?"

Diluc let the letter fall from his hand. He bended closer to wipe your tears. You leaned into his touch.

"Okay." He accepted with a little smile.

You both leaned in and kissed. A kiss that felt so honest and perfect, reminding you of your first kiss with Diluc, on a starry night, on the tavern's balcony, 6 months ago.

Taglist* : @venti-lation @reeaowo

A/N : ¹ = With Wind Comes Glory is the name of the souvenir shop that belongs to Marjorie in Mondstadt.

I hoped you liked it!

[dominantmasculine]

You littles need to understand one thing. Taking care of others is a completely different undertaking and exercise than taking care of myself.

So yes, I am going to ask you if you slept well. If you had 3 meals a day. If you made sure to drink enough water. If you went outside at least once for fresh air and movement.

That has nothing to do with the fact that Daddy is sleep deprived, forgetting to eat breakfast, running 7 back to back work meetings and skipping lunch, and suddenly realizing at 7 pm that its well past sunset.

No you cant use that to argue that its ok that you forgot. And you cant tell me "ahh but who forgot his breakfast today" in your tiny voice.

[Unless you make me breakfast. Then I'll legit melt and have a huge grin on my face all day]

[writterings]

bads for today:

-forgot meds (cue anxiety&depression)

-had to get blood work (was fasting)

-wanted to call a state rep and was expecting a voicemail box but got a human which threw me off so bad (bc forgot anxiety pills) that it triggered a small but intense anxiety episode which ended up with me dissociating

-couldn't eat until 3:30 PM today bc bloodwork and poor timing on getting out of the house

-was at fault in a car accident (no one got hurt, dude wasn't even in the car when i clipped it)

wins for today:

-finally finished the dungeon meshi manga after taking a month long break from it when i only had 10 chapters to go

-got some more weed