#let's not talk about how some of these turned out mkay<3

[franckeggelhoffer]

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[chainofclovers]

OTP headcanon thing - I actually want to know the answers to all of them for everyone because I feel like you will have answers that make me feel insane in the best way!!! But I shall only ask the following! Feel free to answer none of them or all of them OR disregard my pairings and focus on love square overall and not them separately heheh

Ted/Rebecca:

3. If they got to pick what one another wears for a day, what would they pick for one another (I originally read this too fast and thought it was a borrowing clothes type thing and that Ted would become obsessed with Rebecca’s silk robes but mkay 🫠)

10. Would they hate-fuck each other if they were mad at each other (I could see this going various ways, as a role play thing and/or clearly talking beforehand like “hey if we’re ever mad would X be okay” but I’d love to get your take.

Keeley/Rebecca:

1. Who is more protective (I feel like it depends on the situation but also Keeley would be out for blood if anyone made Rebecca feel ANY type of way)

12. Do either of them have a special item that they use when they miss each other?

32. Who said I love you first?

Roy/Rebecca:

17. What is something stupid they probably did together?

29. What is something small that they would randomly pick up for the other?

ONE MORE SORRY NOT SORRY:

Ted/Keeley:

14. What’s the thing they miss most about each other?

20. If you had to change their very first meeting, how would you change it?

Hi Sage I love these and you picked such good ones for each couple, omg

Ted/Rebecca:

3. If they got to pick what one another wears for a day, what would they pick for one another (I originally read this too fast and thought it was a borrowing clothes type thing and that Ted would become obsessed with Rebecca’s silk robes but mkay 🫠)

Love the misread! :)

So, once Ted was certain Rebecca really was okay with him picking out her outfit for the day, I think he'd choose something similar to what she wore on the Christmas they spent together. Soft well-worn jeans, maybe some Nikes he'd bought for her that she hardly ever gets dressed down enough to wear, a supersoft tank top (arms!), a blazer or cardigan depending on the weather, and, I'm sorry to say, a newsboy hat that I personally would not choose but if they're happy, I'm happy.

Rebecca would be extra and pick two outfits...something nice for their day out, like one of his beloved Todd Snyder sweatshirts but in a color he wouldn't have chosen for himself (mustard, perhaps, @talldecafcappuccino?), his dark blue chinos, Nikes he was 'saving' that she'd just make him wear because they're cool and he should enjoy them. And then when they get home, she'd have him change into just an undershirt and borderline obscene sweatpants for obvious reasons, so then as "payback" he'd make her wear her skimpiest pajamas and

oh hey hello didn't see you there let's just get to the next question...

10. Would they hate-fuck each other if they were mad at each other (I could see this going various ways, as a role play thing and/or clearly talking beforehand like “hey if we’re ever mad would X be okay” but I’d love to get your take.

Hmm. My personal headcanon for this is that they wouldn't do that in the heat of the moment, while the emotions are still really intense, but once things were on the way to resolved and all that is left is some bickering (if the fight was kinda dumb) or some processing (if it was serious), that would turn into a sexual thing kind of organically. And as their relationship goes on, I could see them playing around with actually processing things via roleplay, but I don't think that would happen very often at all.

Keeley/Rebecca:

1. Who is more protective (I feel like it depends on the situation but also Keeley would be out for blood if anyone made Rebecca feel ANY type of way)

Definitely depends on the situation, but I think they'd be pretty mutually protective. I think Rebecca would be more likely to be concerned about Keeley's safety, like if they were traveling apart she'd be more likely to fret about how things were going even though she knows Keeley is tough and capable. And I think Keeley would be more likely to be concerned about Rebecca's feelings--like if Rebecca was hurt and not wanting to show it, or if she got embarrassed or upset in public.

12. Do either of them have a special item that they use when they miss each other?

Vibrators, tbh?

But on the more emotional side, when one of them is traveling for work and the other can't be there, I can picture them having a little google doc or album where they put little notes to each other and pictures they've taken and generally jot down memories and mementos from the day to feel more connected, and over time it's like a scrapbook.

32. Who said I love you first?

OK so even though Keeley is ultra effusive, I really like the idea of her being super shy about going there and actually saying a proper "I love you," and one night they're on the way back to one of their places from an evening with friends or something, maybe Rebecca is driving them and it's a regular sober old Tuesday night, very ordinary, and Rebecca gets quiet for a moment and then just says it. And Keeley immediately says it back!

Roy/Rebecca:

17. What is something stupid they probably did together?

This is such an unformed idea but I can picture them in a post-canon mutually single period once they've adjusted to her being his boss more directly and him being head coach and they are the only ones without plans some Friday night on a bye weekend or something and they go out and get drunk and on the walk home sneak into...I don't know, a locked cemetery or something?...and stay talking until the sun is actually coming up and then they've got to sneak back out (sober, so it's harder) before the groundskeeper knows they've spent the night there.

29. What is something small that they would randomly pick up for the other?

This isn't the item, but it's in the spirit of what I mean: cheap lighters. Roy doesn't smoke on the show and Rebecca barely does, but I feel like a cheap lighter is a thing that is easy to lose, easy for a friend to accidentally walk off with, etc., so I like thinking about them having the casual intimacy that helps you remember "oh, she lost her second-to-last lighter, I'll grab one while I'm out." Even though I have written an entire story about Roy buying stuff for Rebecca, I can't think of the perfect item for this example right now, but it's like this. A lighter but not a lighter specifically.

ONE MORE SORRY NOT SORRY:

Ted/Keeley:

14. What’s the thing they miss most about each other?

Ohhh. :( I think they'd miss living in the same place for laughter reasons! Ted doesn't laugh very easily/readily on the show (Sharon, Trent, and Rebecca notably get a for real laugh, although Trent's is indirect while Sharon and Rebecca's are more fully in the moment), and many of the characters get amused/happy Ted, but the true laughter is a rare thing), and I feel like Keeley laughs quite a bit.

I like thinking about Ted feeling very chilled out with Keeley and her making him laugh really naturally. And I like that Keeley, who puts so much effort into being affable and fun and sweet to everyone, would absolutely laugh a lot with Ted but wouldn't feel any pressure to, and might even be more serious or subdued with him than she is with a lot of people, feeling no need to put on a particular demeanor for his benefit.

20. If you had to change their very first meeting, how would you change it?

Hmm, I really love their first meeting and wouldn't actually want to change it. But I think it would be interesting if instead of the slightly protective act of taping up the photo (which I think is a decent character moment primarily because it leads to him getting so startled and her getting to be so funny so early in the show), they interact about the photo in some other way? Like maybe they head straight into talking about the Believe sign, but there's just a half-naked photo of Keeley *right* between Ted and the real Keeley, and the humor of that is slightly more subtle. I probably wouldn't change it, though, but if I had to, that'd be the switch.

From OTP headcanon ask meme.

[hanniejji]

Do u watch spyxfamily??? I have an idea about Maple but with Modern au!

That episode where a guy tries to let his comrade know to unalive someone because they that he's a criminal but Maple knew what he's gonna do so they grabbed on to him while running. The guy tries to get Maple off of him but Maple won't let go, they ran pass Kazuha ( who was panicking, trying to find Maple) and Lil' maple just screamed " Zuha, I'm being kidnapped!!!" (ya know to get the guy arrested cuz he a bad guy wink wonk). What would Kazuha's reaction be?

-<3 (I keep forgetting to put my nonnie name ndjdnxn)

yes i did watch sxf!!! i fucking loved that anime so much im so excited for the next half, i already miss my child damian :'( ALSO I LOVED THIS SCENE AAAAAHHH

kazuha would instantly turn to the sound of their voice, a vein popping on his temple the moment he sees this man taking his precious maple well it's more like maple's hanging onto their coat very tightly but if maple says they're being kidnapped, then that's that! so he sprints to their direction at the speed of light with the intention of murder saving maple

"LET GO OF MY LITTLE MAPLE!" he'd shout while swinging a twist kick to the man's head you can't convince me that kazuha doesn't do taekwondo or kendo in modern aus

the moment the man lets go more like maple lets go acksks of maple, he's scooping them in his arms while still glaring down at the unconscious man

"touch maple again and i will do more than just kick you," he'll grumble under his breath before turning to check all over maple like the doting brother he is :'>

"are you ok? did he hurt you? oh maple, you must be so scared, let's get you out of here after we report this man to the authorities, yeah? we'll get some mochi after this, mkay? it's alright little leaf, don't be scared, onii-san's here to protect you."

we don't talk about how he turned a blind eye to maple holding onto the man's jacket 😌

[extsev]

The Silly Story PT 1

(FOR MY FRIEND AND I, READ IF U WANT BUT JUST KNOW IT ISNT AN X READER) THIS IS AN AU OF SOUTH PARK BTW

This high schools a hell hole. Mila and I are considered "the weird kids," as you may call it. For some reason, we're not bullied as much as the others. We're kind of just, ignored?

There's these four kids. Eric (well we call him Cartman because its his last name,) Kyle, Stan, and Kenny.

Eric wears a red sweater with a blue scarf, and dark brown sweatpants. His outfits pretty simple! He doesn't really talk much, he's nice.

Kyle wears a trapper hat, with fluffy flaps to cover his ears. He has a black turtle neck, with an orange button-up jacket on top, black sweatpants, green gloves and a blue necklace that adorns on top of his outfit.

Stan wears a red button-up, with a half zipped brown jacket. He wears blue jeans. He used to wear a blue and red beanie, but eventually ditched in middle school.

Kenny's outfit is my favorite. (Along with Kyles, but shh...) He wears an orange parka, with light brown cargo pants. He used to like matching his pants and parka with the same color, but decided the brown looked better. Good on you for color theory! Instead of hiding his face with the hoodie like he used to do, he just wears a fabric mask to school.

During the years they've gone to this school they've just made it worse. They torture the kids here to the point some even went to the hospital. I don't know why the school doesn't do much about it. The most they get is a suspension, never kicked out of school.

Surprisingly, even though my bestie and I are "weird kids," we're not beaten up. We're just ignored. That's good, but it kinda sucks when no one knows who you are.

"Sev! Wake up girl, it's lunch time. I gotta go get my lunch. And, y'know, you don't have to since you get the free lunch shit.... Sev? Heellllooooo...? Girl, are you narrating your life in your head again?" I wake up from my trance, as Mila snapped in my face.

"Fuck- Sorry! And uhhh... Maybe..." I shooed her away as I got up in embarrassment.

She facepalmed, and dragged me into the hall. "Ughhhh... What have we talked about..? This ain't no Disney movie! Plus, it's really distracting you now. All you do is zone out and imagine scenarios!"

"But it's fun! Plus," I brush my pants off from the dust of my chair, "I don't have to deal with being ignored 25/8 if I imagine that stuff!"

"You'll still be alone eiithherrrr wayyyyyy!! Although, you do have me!" Mila flipped her hair smiling, as I walked away. "Noooo! Don't leave! I need to go to my locker!"

I chuckle and turn to her, "Just meet me in the lunch room, m'kay?" (haha.. mkay..? ... shhh)

IN THE CAFETERIA

I grab my lunch, and walk over to the spot her and I always sit in. Suddenly, I bump into a tall dude. Bruh. Move, the fu-

OH. Okay, never mind. It's Kyle. Oh shit. I knocked his stuff out of his hands too. I'm definitely screwed, this is how I become known. Literal dead meat.

"I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Let me get your stuff." I mutter, reaching for his bag.

He slapped my hand off his bag. "Don't even bother," he spoke, picking it up. "Who the hell even are you? I've never seen your stupid face around here."

"Oh! Uh, I'm Sev! I'm still really sorry.." I scratched my neck, I'm so stupid. He stayed silent for a moment, but looked to his friends.

"Sit with us."

HUH? BITCH WHAT? HELLO? "Well uh, I always sit with my friend Mila!-"

"Sit. Now. She can sit with us too." He told Cartman to push a seat out on the opposite end of the table, and he patted it.

"Well, if you insist..?" I sat down near Cartman, who clearly was always terrified. How is he still friends with those 3? Well, I mean he is stuck. I spot Mila, and wave at her to gain her attention. She stands in total shock, sweating at the sight of the boys. She runs over, clinging onto the sleeve of my blue hoodie.

"Why are you sitting with them..? They could completely bite your face off!" She whispers into my ear, as they glare at her.

"C'mon, sit down! It'll be fine!" I whisper back, and drag her onto a chair.

"So.. What do you guys do after school for fun?" Stan questions, poking at his food.

"Well, we like to go to 7-11! Or that good ramen place on park!" I spoke, as Mila looks at me with terror in her eyes.

"Sick. Which 7-11?"

I draw a line of the road with my fingers as I talk, "Y'know the one near the gas station? And the little park right there!"

"What do you get there?" Kenny finally talked, shocking Mila and I. I thought he doesn't talk?

"I love to get orange Monster! Or a coke-" I state, but Mila cuts me off (although I don't care because I was about to stop talking anyways.)

"I like pink lemonade!" Mila slowly lowers down because she talked. "Sorry.."

"Mila it's okay girlll!" I reassure her, patting her shoulder. Kenny leaned over, whispering in Stans ear. Stan nodded and whispered back, as Kyle added on. Cartman, Mila, and I sat there confused.

"Uh, do you wanna like.. Hang out with us after school? Kenny'll pay for you guys."

Mila and I look at each other giggling like idiots, and I exclaim, "Heck yes! We'd love that!"

[1ovehanamaki]

tokyo revengers characters | what they do when you say 'i love you' for the first time

with g/n reader

warning: swearing, suggestive ish? making out idk, hint of manga spoilers?? if you've only seen the anime or you're only up to chapter 100 i wouldn't read some of these idk, tokyo revengers brainrot <3

takemichi: you two were coming back from chifuyu's pet shop, talking about possibly getting a pet together. he's talking about how chifuyu works really hard to take care of the shop with kazutora and you nod while listening, squeezing his hand a little. "and i'd love to get a pet with you y/n, whenever you want to!" "takemichi i love you," you blurted. he's stunned. he stares at you and he gets very flustered and red and he goes "are you serious??? like really you mean it???" and when you say yes he's absolutely delighted and he hugs you tight and tells you he loves you so so much. (he spins with you in his arms and you both fall over,,,,, but he refuses to let you bring it up)

mikey: you're tracing one of his tattoos as you lay on him. there's no words exchanged between the two of you but the silence is comfortable and you hum a bit. you find yourself staring at him and he glances at you. out of the blue you go "i love you." he doesn't react at first but then gives you a small smile. honestly you think you might've messed up especially since you had said it on instinct. but he's actually very happy to hear you say that and he lets you know by kissing your temple and holding you close. "i love you too," mikey quietly grumbled to which you found yourself smiling like an idiot.

draken: you were making dinner for the two of you and he had back-hugged you, asking how your day was. he told you he was going to shower and as he exited you went, "'mkay, i love you." he looks back at you and smiles at you so fucking lovingly. he adores you and the fact that you just told him you love him makes him really happy. he finds it cute how you blink at him after you realize what you just said but he hugs you tight and then pulls away to kiss your forehead and he tells you how much he loves you too and i just. (newest chapter took me out y'all)

mitsuya: you're looking through his designs, watching him work. you stare at him, and when he asks why you're looking at him the way you are, you respond with, "i love you so much." falls in love with you again. LIKE he's been in love with you for the past several months that you guys have been dating, finding himself loving you more every day that passes by. he stops his work, walks over, and kisses you. kisses you long and slow and passionately to let you know that he loves you too. when he pulls away, he holds your face close to his and breathlessly goes "i love you too."

hakkai: your cheek is smooshed against his back as he rides his motorcycle towards his place. he talks about how yuzuha has been asking to see you again. you listen to him speak and tap his back. "hakkai?" "hm?" "i love you." and he's taken aback and shocked. he doesn't know how to respond, despite the fact that he loves you and that you guys have been dating for several months. you ask if it was okay to say that and nods, realizing you probably can't see him shaking his head. "It's okay, i was just a little shocked. but i love you too okay? i always will." you hug him slightly tighter and smile, turning to give his back a quick endearing peck.

nahoya (smiley): you're watching him make you a bowl of ramen and he can feel you staring. "like what you see? ;D" he asks, watching you roll your eyes. "no you loser," you tell him. "i was just thinking about how much i love you but okay-" you realize he's just staring at you and you tilt your head at him a bit. "...what happened..." he snickers and sets your bowl in front of you, tilting your chin up with a finger. "you just told me you loved me." and he kisses you, turning to do the dishes. you flush and dig into your ramen to avoid talking to your boyfriend, but it burns your tongue and you have to sit there in embarrassment. (nahoya thinks u are very cute tho)

souya (angry): he's telling you about his day and how he wishes kids wouldn't think he's scary because he seems to be angry all the time. you're combing your fingers through his hair, nodding and verbally communicating with him to let him know you're listening intently. when he stops for a moment, you decide to speak. "well i hope you know that even though people might be intimidated by you, i love you okay?" you didn't even think about it much until souya looked up at you in shock and confusion. it finally clicks and your eyes widen and you start to profusely apologize. was it too early??? you two had been dating for a month and you weren't sure if it was too soon or not. "y/n don't be sorry," souya tells you, sitting up and taking your hand. "i love you too." you're relieved and you pull him into a hug. you nuzzle his neck as he smiles and rubs your back.

kazutora: you were in the car with him and on the way to your place so he could drop you off. you stare at him as he drives, making him glance over at you. " what's up babe?" he questions, reaching his hand over to hold yours. "you're just. pretty," you tell him, squeezing his hand and bringing it up to put his hand against your cheek. he smiles and gently squeezes your hand. once the two of you reach your place, he walks you up to the door and you hug him tightly, burying your face in his neck. "i love you kazu," you quietly say, nervous about his response. he pulls you closer and kisses the top of your head. "i love you too. so so much y/n, i hope you know that." and you pull away, smiling at your boyfriend as he leans in to kiss you one more time before he has to leave.

peh-yan: you're holding his hand as he leads you towards the amusement park. he's talking about how he wants to buy you cotton candy, take you up on the ferris wheel, and win you a big teddy bear. ryohei stops to look at the big teddy bears hanging up in the booth, asking you which one you want. you're too caught up in him to realize that he was even asking you something. "babe?" ryohei says, waving at you. "everything okay?" you nod, grinning before going, "yeah, i just love you a lot." he?? LITERALLY FUCKING TACKLES YOU. "RYO WHAT THE HELL" but he's too happy to even care and he hugs you tight. "i love you so so much y/n you don't even know." (EVERYBODY SHUTUP I LOV HIM)

pah-chin: pah is too busy arguing with peh-yan about something while you're making instant ramen for the three of you plus the kawata twins. ryohei had made the mistake of jokingly asking you to break up with haruki and dat him instead in which haruki got upset, nahoya doubled over laughing, and souya just sat there and watched. you march over to the bickering boys and you take your boyfriend's shoulders. "baby, i love you and i will never leave you okay? i would never do that to you." and everyone is just. silent. you realize what you've just said and you start feeling your face get hot. you watch as your boyfriend starts tearing up and nahoya starts laughing at him again. he hugs you tight and you hug him back, smiling. "i love you too y/n thank you so much" (souya and ryohei r just standing there pls)

chifuyu: you're watching chifuyu play around with peke j, a little stick with a feather dangling hovered above peke j's head. he's making noises as he plays with the cat, laughing and cooing the cat's name. as you watch, you laugh along with your boyfriend, going to lay on your stomach beside him. you rest your chin on your hand, your boyfriend giving you a quick 'hi angel' before going back to pet peke j. peke j purrsand you smile as chifuyu takes his phone out to take pictures. he's recording a video of peke j playing with a plushie the two of you gifted him and you watch chifuyu's eyes swell as he coos at the cat again. you crawl over to him and cup his face in your hands, smiling. "y/n?" "hm?" "what are you-" "i love you :)" and you kiss him and run with peke j following you out of curiosity. "y/N COME BACK."

baji: "babe we're gonna be late!" baji hollers as you pull on a hoodie. "and do you have a hair tie for me??" you hurry out to the front door, throwing your wrist out at your boyfriend since he makes you carry his supply of hair ties. "you're in such a rush keisuke, it's just boba with the guys," you tell him, adjusting your hoodie string. "i know but i told them we'd meet them there an hour ago-" "AN HOUR AGO??? KEI-" "I KNOW I KNOW CMON" he pulls you outside and you quickly lock the door, turning and taking his hand. "jeez it's raining," your boyfriend mutters, squeezing your hands. "let's go." "y/n hold o-" and you're running with him to the boba place a couple blocks away. the two of you are drenched and breathless as you guys run under the overhang of the boba shop and you realize your boyfriend didn't even tie his hair up. he's huffing and puffing, bent over with his hands on his knees. he looks up at you and goes "y/n we could've grabbed the umbrella....! y/n?" and you're staring at him. "god i love you so much," you mutter, going up to him. he???? grins and interrupts your sentence by kissing you.

muto: it's one of those days where the two of you are just at home, cuddling at home. he has his arms around you, watching you scroll through your phone. you decide to open up your snapchat, bringing your phone up so you can take a picture with him. "noo" he grumbles lowly, covering his face with his arm. "please my love?" you say, looking at him. "....... ok" you grin and hold your phone up from your lap again to take a picture. you take a series of them; the two of you smiling, him kissing your head, you sitting up more to kiss his cheek in one. as you're looking through them, you set the one of you two smiling as your lockscreen and the one of him kissing your head as your homescreen. while you stare at your homescreen, you feel your boyfriend hug you closer and you smile and look up at him. "i love you," you say, watching him smile a bit and kiss you really quick. "i love you too y/n"

rindou: he had asked you to help him dye his hair and you agreed even though you ended up having to buy him the bleach and dye smh but anyways. you get back home from work andyour boyfriend grins at you. "thank you for buying everything :D" "...mhm" and you both start setting up. he sits in a chair in the bathroom and you start bleaching his hair. "you know what you're doing princess?" "yeah i got it!" he??? smiles and hums. you're working around and you end uo standing in front of him, standing in between his open legs and you feel him looking at you. "yes?" "look at me princess" you step away and look down at your boyfriend, tilting your head. all he does is smile at you and you smile back, leaning down to kiss him. "i love you you loser," you laugh, reaching to continue bleaching his hair. "no no hold on look at me again-" you sigh and look at him again. "yes?" "i love you too :)" he puckers up for a kiss and you lean down to kiss him again.

ran: you're braiding his hair, listening to him talk about his day. he hums as you run your fingers though his hair before starting to braid it. "y/n?" "hm??" "can you undo my hair and run your fingers through it again?" "mhm!" and you do as he says, humming along to some random melody. he's looking back at you, smiling once you make eye contact with him. "pretty," he says out of nowhere. "stop ittt smh" "IM SERIOUS" and he gives you a little pout. you smile and kiss him, playing with his hair a little. "you make me really happy you know that?" you tell him, smiling. "i love you so much." ran stares at you, laughing and sitting up to hug you. "i love you too my sweet angel <3"

shinichiro: you ordered you and your boyfriend some lunch and you were going to his shop to see if he was free to eat with you. luckily for you he was! and he was also alone in the shop. and minutes later he has you sitting on the main counter, kissing you long and hard. the two of you are making out and you find yourself breathless as he pulls you closer to him by the hips. he mutters under his breath about how pretty you look and sound and you giggle, running a hand through his hair. "i love you," you tell him quietly, pressing your forehead against his. he smiles and kisses you, pulling away to reply with an "i love you too" before going back to kiss you again. (im in lovewith him so bad hello)

akashi: he was picking you up to take you on a date to get boba and go shopping. senju has been calling you about how he refused to bring her along and you laugh and explain it's a date only for her to say that you two better bring her along next time. when the two of you get to the boba shop, you insist on paying and you two quite literally race to give the cashier your card and the cashier is just like.. 'um' and unfortunately you lose the race and he pays. when you guys are drinking your boba, he gives you a smug smile and you pout. "boo that was unfair," you tell him, quickly nudging him. "c'mon you baby, i asked you out on the date," he says, grasping your hand. "...fine... you're lucky i love yo-" you stop and he looks at you. "hm?? what was that? i'm lucky you what?" "i said you're lucky i love you smh" and he quickly kisses you before putting an arm around your waist. "i love you too cutie <3" (SHUT UP I LOV WEHIM TOTOOOO)

wakasa: you came home from work, knowing very well your boyfriend was probably sleeping since you get home so late. you change into comfortable clothes and you lay in bed next to him with the lights still on, trying not to wake him. he ends up turning to wrap his arms around you, mumbling. you don't speak but you tangle your legs with his and smile to yourself. "welcome home baby," wakasa mumbles, rubbing your back. "tired from work?" you sigh and go, "yeah, aren't you tired?" "mhm, just wanted to wait for you." you get up on an arm and lean to kiss him, smiling. "well i'm back, let's go to bed." your boyfriend nods in agreement, reaching over to turn off the light. the two of you cling onto each other and he sighs in content. "goodnight angel," he tells you, kissing your head. "goodnight baby, i love you," you decide to reply with, earning a chuckle from him and a little, "love you too, pretty."

inui: he’s generally a nonchalant guy who doesn’t seem to show a lot of emotion, but around you he definitely smiles a lot more and he loves seeing you when you’re happy. you spent the night at his place and woke up earlier than you wanted so you decided to make breakfast for you and your lovely boyfriend :D you bring his breakfast to him, and you look at him for a bit as a he breathes softly. you tap his arm in which he automatically wakes up, blinking at you. “good morning,” he says, yawning shortly after. “what’s that smell?” you smile and lift your legs onto the bed so you’re sitting up next to him. “i made you breakfast ^^ eat up~” he smiles and kisses your cheek, watching you laugh at the tickle of his lips. he starts eating while you rest your head on his shoulder, taking note on how warm he is. it’s silent but it’s a very comfortable silence that sits in the room, so you go “i love you inui” while he’s taking a bite to see what he’ll say in response. he swallows, puts everything down, takes your hand, and says “i love you even more y/n, remember that okay?” (I MISS HIM SO BAD LIKE i just miss seeing him thats all lllike if i could read tokyo rev for the first time again i would)

kokonoi: you were wearing one of his hoodies and he had told you that he bought you the same one so you two could match, which sparked the little argument. “the entire point of me wearing your hoodie is because it’s yours hajime,” you argue, crossing your arms and hiding yourself in the hoodie he left behind at your place. “it smells like you and it reminds me of you which is why i wear it.” hajime sighs and sits next to your scrunched up form on his bed, wrapping his arm around. “c’mon y/n, forgive me, i didn’t think about that before,” he reasons, rubbing your back a bit. “you can have as many of my hoodies as you want, i just want to know that you’ll be okay.” you silently look to the side at him and he smiles a little. “look at me babe,” he continues, taking your hand. you unscrunch and look at him, watching as he gently squeezes your hand. “i love you a lot did you know that?” you confess, playing with the rings on his hand. “i’ve never told you that before... but i don’t know if you feel the same.” he frowns a bit, bringing your hand up to kiss it. “i do,” hajime assures you, rubbing the too of your hand with his thumb. “i love you so much okay?” you nod and climb over him so that you’re straddling him and you hug him tight while nodding.

naoto: he's busy doing work at his desk and you're reading a book in bed. you realize how late it's getting and the two of you have to be up early to get ready and have brunch with takemichi and hina. you set your book to the side and get up, clad in your boyfriend's soft button up (which was very warm because you just took it out of the dryer but anyways). "i'll be in bed soon y/n," naoto tells you, not moving at all as you continue walking over to him. "you know you won't for a while," you sigh, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as you look at what he's working on. "i have to finish this report so i don't have to do it later." you pout, running a hand through his har. "did you forget about our double date tomorrow?" naoto puts his pen down and huffs while looking up at you. "no... but i wanna get this done before then." another sigh slips past your lips as you cup his face, noticing the bags under his eyes. "i love you so much naoto, but you really need to rest okay? i know you're really tired, let's sleep." all of a sudden, your boyfriend is smiling, putting his hands on your waist to maneuver you to sit in his lap. your heart races as he gently holds you, leaning in. he kisses you and you wrap your arms around his neck. "i love you too angel," he mumbles when the two of you pull away, smiling while getting up so that the two of you can go to bed.

ending note: if u read this far THANK YOU AND I LOV U <3 i hope u all enjoyed reading this, especially since i've grown to love so many of the characters <3 feel free to drop by my inbox with questions, comments, or maybe some requests :) i've also edited this multiple times to add people HAHA

[dragonsareourfuture]

Ways the Death Note Cast Show They Trust You

I lost some inspiration towards the middle there, I’m sorry!!

L

- he will always have Watari make extra servings of food just for you. It’s a bit startling at first. So suddenly there’s just food in front of you that you think is for L, but when you push it towards him, he pushes it right back to you.

“You don’t want it?” He’d ask, leaving you confused until you finally put the pieces together.

“Oh, I…I guess I didn’t realize it was for me. My bad.” You begin eating. “Thank you.”

L simply hums and continues with whatever he was just up to.

- You know that thing cats do where they’re sitting perfectly still, eyes closed, guard slightly down, but still not quite asleep? I can picture L doing something like this during any moment of downtime he gets. Just sitting, scrunched up in his chair or wherever he happens to be, eyes closed but the cogs in his brain are still turning. You notice him doing this when it is only you and him in the room, simply thinking it’s because of the moment of rare solitude. Little do you know, it’s because he trusts that you won’t hurt him or let anything bad happen to him.

- L is a person who prefers to be in charge of his own life. He likes knowing what’s going on around him at all times and when things are out of his hands he can’t help but feel uncomfortable. However, with a person he’s developed a close relationship with and knows he can trust with everything he has, L will feel more comfortable leaving decisions up to them. You’ll have to start small though, like being the one to plan a surprise date. He might feel a bit uncomfy at the beginning, shifting around and possibly even insisting he sit so that he can see the exits clearly, but he eases into it eventually. Soon you both find yourselves joking around in the odd way that you do and gorging on cake and ice cream.

Mello

- being vulnerable is something Mello isn’t too keen on. He already feels vulnerable most of the time and would kick himself if he let that show through his actions. If Mello truly trusts you, he will feel as though he can be vulnerable around you without any judgement on your end. Small acts that show vulnerability such as asking you to help him with something he can’t quite handle on his own — even if it’s something as simple as not being able to reach something off a shelf or being unsure about how to fix something. Eventually, he’ll work his way up to the bigger stuff like being physically wounded in front of you or having a mental block.

- Sharing his clothes with you or letting you pick his outfit for him. Now, it sounds like he’s just being a little diva and that’s only partially true. But his clothes are important to him, they’re a factor that sets him aside from his plain-dressing rival and in his eyes they make him more interesting than him, visually at least. He’s happy to dress you up, and it is true that he has to have a close relationship with you to want to do so, but you should be especially proud if he lets you alter his appearance in any way.

- He likes to believe that he’s had his goals set out from the beginning. Surpass Near, become the next L, and go on from there. What he pushes to the back of his brain are the moments he’s been studying and he’s asked himself ‘What if I went down a different path?’. He quickly pushes these thoughts away, but they keep coming back. What would life be like if this wasn’t an option for him? What if he were a writer? What if he lived in the city with people he loves and went to the movies every Friday? Unwillingly, he has a whole list of possibilities. If he truly trusts you, he’ll share every single one with you. Whether it’s dropping hints or confessing them one by one late at night, he can’t help but feel that they’re safe with you.

Misa

- it seems a bit surface level, but it’s true — Misa will talk down on Light in front of you if she trusts you. But it’s not straight away. She had developed a lot of courage to actually break up with him, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t still doubt her decision to do so. It’s only when she finds out from you how loved ones are supposed to treat each other — with kindness and respect — that she feels her decision to ditch Light was the entirely right one. Slowly, she’ll start to admit to you all the things she hated about Light, starting with some of his mannerisms and building up to something like how he forced her to leave the entertainment business.

- Misa is…dramatic. She likes to go above and beyond for someone she’s infatuated with and make sure they’re the happiest they can be. If she trusts you enough to develop this kind of infatuation and, with some development, less of an obsession and more of a strong, bonding love, you will be doted on to the point where it’s almost ridiculous. You could be at home during one of her work days and you’ll get a delivery of lunch from your favorite takeout place because Misa was ‘thinking of you <3’, as she explains when you text her asking why food randomly showed up at your place. It’s rather sweet.

- Misa’s a pretty talkative person in general, that’s a well known fact. She’ll talk about clothes, a cute birdie she saw on her way home, really anything that comes to mind. But, she’ll do that with about anyone who’ll listen. It’s gradual, so it’s hard to notice, but if Misa grows to trust you she’ll start talking about some of the more serious things that have been on her mind for a while, those things that she thought would scare off anyone she liked because of how personal they are to her. Her family before they died, for example. It’s something that Misa thinks about. So much. But she doesn’t really talk about it. She wants to forget, put the past behind her but because she’s never talked about it with anyone it’s hard to do that. She’ll talk about her family to you, the little things her sister used to do and some things her parents did that she misses.

Matsuda

- Matsuda often begins to idolize those who he thinks are trustworthy and have a good heart. He starts to tell you how much he loves when you do x and that he wishes he could perform as well as you in that area. In a sense, he trusts you with his vulnerability, letting you know that he thinks of himself as less than satisfactory and how he wishes he could do better, only he channels it by pointing out good things about you. If…that makes sense.

- This sounds dire, but he’ll risk his life for the people he completely, without a doubt trusts. He was willing to do so with Chief Yagami, someone he saw as a father figure, and he would certainly be willing to do so with you, someone who he feels he has a deep emotional connection to. Whether you’re in a situation where he would need to or he’s just saying that he would, he means it.

- Matsuda trusts you to not make fun of him when he overshares or talks too much or anything his coworkers brush him off for. He feels that he can talk about things he finds funny and talk about his life without worrying about what you think of him when he does.

Matt

- he would drop everything to help you. Whether that’s dropping his game to help you kill a bug or leaving his duties behind to help you out of a life or death situation. Whichever scenario you happen to find yourself in he’s there no matter what.

- He’ll invite you into his personal life. I know this is kind of a given but Matt had the chance to become the next L. He had the chance to become something “great” and he said “ummm rather not” to it because it wasn’t something he wanted. If he shares this information with you, he trusts you not to leave him for something better when you discover the status he could have had and refused. He trusts you to appreciate him because of him and not the intelligence everyone but him cherishes.

- He leaves you alone around important technology and software he’s hacked. Unfortunately for him, betrayal comes with the business he’s got himself into and, if Matt really trusts you on both a professional and emotional level, he won’t have a problem worrying about whether or not you’ll take advantage of his coffee break to gather information for some other organization or something. He will literally just go “mkay babe I gotta go fuel up on caffeine real quick, you’re good watching the hacked government database right? Cool cya.”

Near

- Near trusts you to take him to public places. Sounds simple, yeah. But Near has never liked crowds, or even just too many strangers in a wide open place. It’s strange to everyone observing how one day he decides he needs a new toy, his old one having broken due to old age, and asks you to take him to the toy store. He’s questioned, people wondering why he wouldn’t rather you just go alone but Near insists. Apparently the toy that broke is special addition and he wants to make sure you get the right one. He stays close to you the whole way, not really saying much, but he’s there and that’s a big step for him.

- He helps you out with puzzles. Basically cheats for you. When he’s eyeing one specific empty slot, coughing lightly to get your attention, just know that he’s not helping you because he thinks you need it. Quite the opposite actually. With anyone else, he believes that they should be able to solve it on their own. He thinks that if they can’t, then that’s their fault. But with you…it’s as if he trusts that you’re intelligent enough without the puzzle being an indicator of that intelligence, so much so that he thinks the puzzle itself is obsolete when it comes to you. He doesn’t need a puzzle to know how smart you are.

- He’ll eat the foods you make him. Near’s picky eater-ness is above that of a child who only eats chicken tenders and pizza. He doesn’t eat that many people’s food because he knows it’s probably not he way he likes it. But with you, he trusts that you respect his eating habits and know him well enough to get it right the first time. Though he does check the food out for a bit, he’ll eat it. Sometimes all of it. Fuckin astonishing to Rester who had attempted many times to heat up microwave dinners for the guy.

[kolsmikaelson]

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a/n- tumblr decided to delete this instead of posting it so here it is! @owenpowpow requested a protective!quinn x reader, but this imo is more jealous!quinn so enjoy <3

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“baby,” quinn says dragging the word out while tightening his grip on your waist while you talk to brock. “yeah quinny? what’s up?” you say turning in his arms. “d’you wanna dance or something?”

“what? dance—quinn you wanna dance?” this causes both you and brock to laugh, tilting your heads back as you do. “c’mon, wanna spend some time with you, alone.” he scoffs, muttering the last part. “ ‘m sorry brock, quinns being needy,” you laugh jokingly as he tugs on your shirt sleeve. “no, i would enjoy it if my partner was spending so much time with one of my closest friends.” quinn all but pouts.

“i get it, i get it,” brock laughs, holding his hands up in surrender, “i should probably get back to petey anyway. i’ll see you two later?” he says, beginning to walk away. “you know it.” quinn murmurs, watching brock until he’s out of sight.

“mkay baby, how about instead of dancing we head back to yours and watch some movies till we pass out, yeah?” you ask glancing at the time on your phone seeing it was still somewhat early in the night. a bright smile covers his face and he nods quite eagerly, “yeah, i like the sound of that, lets go.” grabbing your hand and leads you out to his car, saying your goodbyes to everyone on your way out.

half an hour later the two of you are back in his apartment getting changed into more comfortable clothes. “baby,” you call from the bathroom “wheres your shirt? the grey one with your name and number on the back?” looking from the doorway you see quinn standing there like a deer in headlights wearing the same shirt you were asking for. when he sees your playful pout he pulls the shirt off and tosses it towards you. “thank you baby.” you smile pulling the shirt over your head.

moments later he walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist and presses a few soft kisses to your neck, “y’know i love the way you look in my clothes.” you hum in response, “yeah, i do. but d’you know what i love? you.” he smiles, throwing his head back and chuckles “i love you too baby.”

[goldnn-harry]

loving family [h.s]

i've recently been obsessed with dad!harry fics so here you go <3

warnings: none, just plenty of fluff😁

tags: dad!harry 

“dada?” 

harry groaned softly as his daughter lightly touched his arm. not in a bad way of course, just due to the fact of being woken up.

“yes bub?” he turned over to the side of the bed and picked lily up unto the bed. she was still too short to climb up, so she always waited patiently for her dad to help her.

she grinned, “good morning daddy.”

harry smiled and kissed her nose. “good morning princess. how’d you sleep?”

“good, pascal gave me company!” little lily smiled even wider as she showed harry her favorite stuffie, one of pascal from tangled.

“that’s amazing baby. i’m glad you like your stuffie. how about we go brush our teeth, hm?”

lily whined, but still complied and got out of bed with harry. hand in hand, they walked to the bathroom. harry picked her up and set her on the counter, brushing her teeth first and then his own.

“alright bub, clothes or food first?”

lily rested a finger on her chin and hummed, “food!”

harry chuckled, “alright pumpkin, lets go.”

harry helped lily off the counter and carried her to the kitchen. 

he peered down at his daughter as he walked and lightly pulled her thumb out of her mouth, “hey, remember what nanna told you about that? don't suck your thumb baby.” he lightly kissed her forehead to show that he wasn't mad at her, and then set her in her high chair so he could make her breakfast.

“what do you wanna have for breakfast, hm?”

“cinnamon rolls? pleaseeee daddy?” she pouted adorably, earning a chuckle from harry.

“alright bub. but remember that's not an everyday thing mkay?”

she nodded, “yes dada i know. can you eat them too?” she asked him hopefully. most of the time, when he made cinnamon rolls, he didn't eat them. he usually had eggs or toast instead, since he wasn't a big fan of the sugary treat so early in the morning.

but of course, he'd do anything to see lily happy. so, he nodded and started to cook their cinnamon rolls along with scrambled eggs and a couple of cut up strawberries as he listened to his daughter ramble to him (and to pascal of course) about the movie gemma and her had watched a couple nights ago.

a couple minutes later, he served her food in her favorite plate, which featured some of her favorite disney princesses. (***)

after giving lily her food he served his own, and stored the left overs in a tupperware container.

“is it good baby?” he asked, after giving her juice and sitting by her to eat aswell.

she nodded eagerly, “very!”

harry smiled, happy to see his daughter happy. “i'm glad you like it.”

“dada are we gonna go see y/n today?”

harry absolutely loved how much lily loved y/n. she was always so excited to see her, or even to talk about her, anything that involved y/n made her happy. and that was one of harry's biggest concerns, his daughter not liking the person he dated. so when he saw how much lily loved y/n, and not only that, but also how much y/n loved and adored lily, he was more than relieved.

with being a single parent, there's always going to be people that don't want a kid that's not theirs, or just dont want a kid in general, and even though it sucked, harry had to understand that.

but that didn't mean that he didn't worry whenever he had to break the news to someone he's talking to that he had a kid. he'd only dated four people after lily's mom left him (and lily).

the first girl was called ellie, and she was so complicated. she didn't trust harry at all, always accusing him of cheating or whatever she could come up with. she also didn't love lily, but she didn't hate her, and she told harry that she was trying and would eventually love her as her own. and although she was nice and loving at times, harry ended it after 6 months.

the second girl was noelle. she was gorgeous, such an amazing person. but that ended at 10 months, when she broke up with him and harry found out she was never over her ex.

then he dated bella, who was a not affectionate person, and didn't care for lily at all. she always pushed her away and asked harry to hang out, without her. that ended super quickly, just after a month. harry was never going to tolerate or date someone who didn't want his kid.

but then he met y/n. he met y/n at his job. y/n was a clothes designer, and she designed and made most of the outfits harry wore to his last tour.

she had walked into his trailer, hands full of folders and papers which harry immediately offered to help with. after getting situated, they went over all of her designs and harry picked the ones he liked and wanted to wear. their first interaction went smoothly and friendly, just how both of them had hoped for. after that they had to meet each other countless of times for measurements and just overall discussing how harry wanted his outfits to look, fit and even feel.

when tour ended, harry asked her out on a date, which went amazingly. and here they are, a year later, completely in love.

“yes baby, we'll go bring y/n breakfast before i take you to school.” he smiled. somedays, before taking lily to preschool harry brought y/n some breakfast if she wasn't too busy. those were lily's favorite days.

she giggled in excitement and finished her food quickly. “hurry daddy!” she pointed to his still half full plate of food.

“alright, alright pumpkin give me a second.” he grinned and ate his food a bit quicker. he washed the plates and cups and everything they used and carried lily to her bedroom.

he walked to her closet and picked out two outfits so lily could choose. he layed both of them on the floor and set her down. “go ahead baby, pick one.”

lily looked at them for a couple seconds, and then walked to the one on the left. she picked it up and held it up for harry. (***)

he smiled, that had been his favorite outfit too.

he helped lily get dressed and then moved on to her hair. he lightly brushed it, her small curls usually got tangled at night. her hair was exactly like harry's, brown with soft, light curls. he put two butterfly clips on the front and kissed her on the forehead.

“all done.”

“okay now your turn!” lily smiled and pushed harry out of her room and into his as he laughed.

“okay okay i'm coming!” he walked into his room with her, and picked out an outfit to wear. (***)

he also added his pearl necklace, knowing that basically everyone loved it.

after he finished getting ready, him and lily left the house and headed over to y/n's work place with the extra breakfast he had stored in the tupperware.

lily held his hand as they walked inside, eager to see y/n but a bit nervous to be around so many other people.

harry knocked lightly on y/n's door, gently opening it when he heard the soft “come in,” from inside.

“y/n!” lily grinned as she ran over to her, jumping in her arms.

she laughed, "hi lily." she pressed a soft kiss to her head and set her back down.

“we brought you breakfast! show her dada!"

y/n smiled as she looked at harry, who was smiling too, holding the container and waiting for y/n and lily to finish their moment so he could go say hi.

“thank you lily! i bet the yummy treat was your idea, hm?”

lily giggled, “yes! dada made cinnamon rolls.”

“just my favorite.” y/n smiled. lily sat down on the small couch in y/n's office, paying more attention to her toy now.

harry took the opportunity to walk over to y/n and give her a big kiss on the lips. “hi my love. i brought you breakfast, but you already knew that.” he grinned.

y/n kissed him one more time and set the container on her desk. “thank you. i missed you.”

“i missed you too. we've been so busy," he said as he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

“i know. is it okay if i stay with you for a couple days?”

harry smiled, “that's more than okay.”

she grinned, “good. i suppose you have to take lily to school now right?” the dissapointment in her voice was evident, as she didn't want to say bye to her so soon.

“yes i do, but i'll take you with me to pick her up. deal?” y/n grinned and nodded, “deal.”

harry kissed her once more. “i love you.”

“i love you too harry.”

[haitaini]

rose petals

nahoya kawata x reader

genre: smut n some fluff

warnings: pain play, spitting, slapping, hes mean, nahoya’s fuckin MEAAAANNN, not proofread

minors/ageless blogs dont interact im so sick of u bitches

about: you wanted an industrial piercing, so your best friend mitsuya recommends you a piercer. what you didn’t expect though is someone like him to be a piercer.

words: 3.6k

tagging: @mitsuyaa @haistani @ryugucci @rinrinfoxy @creepzeyecandy @bajitheestallion @milkkai

“trust me, he pierced my lobe and my brow, look at how cool it looks,” mitsuya, your best friend tries to convince you to him. “i mean.. since you know him i guess why the hell not,” you let out, opening a water bottle to take a sip.

“fuck yeah, okay i’ll talk to him, industrial right?” he grabs his phone, getting more comfortable on the couch. “mhm, maybe something else but i’m not sure what yet.” you sigh and lay down on the other couch, on the opposite side of him.

“alright then,” he breathes out and starts typing on his phone as you grab the controller and turn the playstation on, ready to ruin your day playing call of duty.

you already got a few piercings, small tattoos on your arm but the itch will never leave. once you get one tattoo or a piercing, you’ll want to litter yourself with them. they’re addicting, having yourself as canvas, making artwork on you is a thought you’re genuinely in love with.

recently though, the artist and piercer that you regular at moved away, leaving you looking for a good one all over again. but mitsuya came and help and you started wondering why the fuck didn’t you think of this before since he literally has tattoos and piercings himself. but it’s whatever.

“okay, he’s free on coming monday, you good with that?” he asks, eyeing you. “yep, fuck you you son of a whore! yeah yeah i’ll be free.” you let out, frustrated from the kill you missed. “why would you do this to yourself?” mitsuya asks, genuine curiosity apparent on his face, “you enter the house in a good mood only for you to get off the game with anger issues,” you snort at his remark and shrug, muttering something about you’re always bored.

“welp, i’m gonna leave then, remember monday 2pm, i’ll text you the address” he gets up and walks towards the door. “and dont break something, yeah?” he yells from the other side of the room and you nod, muttering your good byes before leaving.

taka poopie:

you still playing?

you:

nah, got off after you left!

taka poopie:

alright, good

[link] here’s the address, his name’s nahoya kawata, hes the owner of the shop. the shop’s name is twin devils.

you:

thanks babe, appreciated <3

taka poopie:

yeah yeah go to bed

you:

damn okay daddy 😵‍💫🥶

taka poopie:

fuck outta here

you giggle and turn your phone off, heading to the toilet to get ready for bed, doing your face routine and whatever you need to head to sleep.

its monday. you look at the logo in front of the shop “twin devils” and walk in, immediately greeted by an angry looking dude in the reception and frown to yourself. does he know me from somewhere? you shrug and go up to him anyways.

“Hey! I have an appointment with Nahoya in around ten minutes,” he squints at you and nods, checking his system. “oh you’re mitsuya’s bud? coming for an industrial?” you nod and you see a guy that looks exactly like him, but with a wide smile. oh they’re the twins.

“that’s the person mitsuya told us about, ‘hoya, you ready?” the blue haired twin called out to him, nahoya raised his brows in surprise and hums in affirmation. “hey cutie, you ready?” you furrow your brows and nod, slightly shocked at the nickname.

“mkay then, i take it you know all about the procedures and the healing processes based on the amount of piercings you got on your other ear?” he asks while unwrapping his equipments and setting them on his table. “yeah, dont worry about it, i can handle it.” he looks at you, eyes trailing up and down and chuckles. “mhm, okay then, pretty.” he murmurs and pats the seat, asking you to get on.

“this is gonna be slightly longer than usual piercings, since it’s two holes instead of one, so let me know if it becomes too much and you’ll get a break right away, good with that?” you nod and get your hair out of the way with a clip, turning your head to the other side to give him more space to work with.

his eyes trail your figure one last time before grinning, and moves his chair closer to you.

you tense at the thought of the needle close to your skin, before he brings a hand to your shoulder, rubbing it in comfort. “dont worry baby, it’ll be fine.” is all he lets out before you relax and feel him get the job done quickly.

you let out a breath and your eyes tear up at the feeling of your ear throbbing with heat. he notices your tears and grins, bringing his thumb to wipe it away. “dont waste your pretty tears over some shit like this, not worth it,” he mutters and takes his gloves off, throwing away his used equipments and stands up.

you flush at his action, looking at him work. your mouth moves before your brain registers it, “what makes my tears worth it then?” you ask him and see his eyes darken at that, smirking at you before walking closer to you, gripping your chin between his fingers. “we’ll find out soon, what do you think?” you whimper at that, face heating up and you turn your face to the side. he chuckles and hands you a paper, his number written on it. “just in case your piercing acts up, you know?” you roll your eyes and take it from him, grinning. you stand up and notice some artworks on the wall, you eye them quietly, noticing one that stood out the most.

“you like that one?” you nod and turn to him. “you drew it?” “mhm, one of my first designs.” he looks at it and grins, “souya and i match these tattoos,” he says before he raises his shirt, revealing a shit ton of other tattoos all over his chest. he points at the design he mentioned on his pec, on the right side of his heart. “im guessing the other half is with your twin?” he grins and nods, lowering his shirt.

“he might look intimidating, but he’s actually way nicer than me,” you raise your brows as he leads the way to the reception. “i actually thought i did something when i first came in,” you snort, “but his voice was soft when he spoke, so i kinda just relaxed a bit.” you confess and he just smiles and hums.

“you done?” souya asks you both, you nod and take out your wallet, taking out your card to pay for the piercing.

“text me, yeah? was being for real,” he whispers to your ear and you heat up once again, as you nod and smile at him. waving your hand, you left the shop ready to go home.

you didn’t text him, you have no clue what was it about him that got you all stiff and lightheaded, but he got an effect on you that you have no clue where it came from and why is it happening. so because of that, you did not text him.

however, you were craving a tattoo. you wanted one, badly.

you still had nahoya’s number, you could just text him right away, but you wanted him to draw the tattoo himself. seeing his artwork last tike you were there genuinely got you thinking about it for a while.

you had a vague idea of what you wanted, so all you have to do is to tell him about it, draw it out and to make an appointment for it. so that’s what you decided was the plan.

you got ready, grab your keys and head out to the same shop again, excitement bubbling in your chest as you thought about the last encounter with him. you mentally smacked yourself in the head for not texting him, but honestly your anxiety was getting the best of you, and you couldn’t do much about it.

you park in front of the shop and walk over to the entrance, only to find nahoya exiting the place. with a pout on your lips, you skip to him to catch his attention. i guess that’s what you get for not telling him about this beforehand.

“oh? look who’s here,” he grins and looks at you, you let out a breath of relief, catching him on time. “you don’t have an appointment, do you? shit, did souya mess up?” he looks at you, sweat beading on his forehead. “relax, i just wanted to ask you a couple of stuff, but you’re leaving?” you look at his bag hanging on one of his shoulders and back up to him.

“yeah, but i can make time for you, angel face,” you bite your lip, scratching the back of your neck. “well… i want a tattoo, i have an idea what i want but i remembered your art and i really want your opinion on it,” his raised a brow, grinning at you before opening the door for you, “let’s see what we can do then, hm?”

“alright, what do you have in mind?” he asks, plotting onto his seat, a bunch of papers in one hand and a pencil in the other, looking at you attentively. “i was thinking about some vines, with a bunch of roses blooming out of ‘em, maybe five or six roses?” “oh? okay thats fine, where do you want it to be?” he asks you and you think to yourself for a bit.

“i was thinking maybe my lower back? but also my upper chest and collarbones doesn’t sound too bad either,” he grins and lets his eyes trail on you for a bit. “well, i think your upper chest works the best, since vines are usually wiggly and not straight at all,” he starts, sketching out what he has envisioned.

“we could have it starting from your shoulders curling down towards you upper chest, what do you think?” your eyes sparkle at that, an image of what the tattoo could look like imprinted into your mind. you smile and nod, clapping your hands together in excitement.

“you’re so cute, i’ll text you the final sketch then we can set up the appointment, mkay?” you nod before realizing something. “wait, you don’t even have my number, how are you gonna do that?” you ask, head tilting to the side. “i do, ive always had it,” your eyes widen at that, “i know i could’ve texted you myself, but where’s the fun in that?” he grins, putting the pencil down to look at you. “you’re just too cute to tease, baby.” “you’re mean,” “oh angel, you haven’t even seen me mean.”

you huff, cheeks dark and hot from his words before getting up, trying your best not to grin at him. he giggles and waves at you, watching your figure walk away from him. “see you later, cutie.”

unknown number

the sketch is done

[pic attached]

you

this actually fucking gorgeous

thank you ‘hoya, seriously

you’re amazing

nahoya

mmmm thanks baby

you free tomorrow?

you

mhm

nahoya

perfect, come during closing time

you didn’t question his timing and shrugged, turning your phone off and heading to sleep.

“closing time? why the fuck?” mitsuya asks through the phone. “i’m not sure either, but the design is so gorgeous, taka… i can’t wait for it.” he chuckles, “you’re gonna be in so much pain, but good luck, its a really pretty tattoo.” you chuckle and thank him, before hanging up the phone and opening the door to the shop.

the place is empty, a bit darker than usual too. i mean he did say it was closing time but it’s still an odd sight to see. you take out your phone to text him, before you see him coming out of a room in the corner, lips immediately shapes into a grin.

“hey angel, you ready?” you nod and exhale a breath out of your lungs, relaxing yourself a bit before approaching him with a smile. “the excitement’s giving me way too much energy, scared i’ll be shaking too much,” you let out as you watch him walk into the same room, before telling you to follow him.

“don’t worry cutie, you’ll be fine,” he grins before taking a look at you, “besides, you shaking would be such a pretty sight for me, dont you think?” you feel your breath get stuck in your throat at his words, a small whine accidentally escaping your lips. he chuckles and moves closer to the seat.

“need you to lay down for me, can you do that baby?” you nod, goosebumps covering your skin as he strokes your hair in praise. “lower your shirt and bra straps for me cutie,” he mumbles before taking the sticker to line out the piece on your skin. his touch has you muffling a whimper, your face heating up immediately. he grins and grabs the needle, starting to trace the line art gently, pain not affecting you. he hums and looks at your face for your reaction before he sucks at his teeth, wiping the ink splattered on your skin, so he has a pretty, clean canvas to work with.

“is it hurting you, pretty?” he murmurs, concentration fully on his work. you hum, “not really, it’s sort of pleasant,” you breathe out, looking at his attentive face before you smile. he really does love doing this, it’s super evident in his work and you find it endearing. your thoughts get interrupted when he presses a bit too hard on one spot, causing you to let out an accidental moan. “a-ah, shit,” you immediately slam your hand against your mouth, eyes widening, heat enveloping your face and neck. “oh? look at that! i think you find it too pleasant, dont you?” he grins and wipes that spot, pressing a bit too hard on your skin again making you keen. “‘hoya, please,” you pant and his control snapped in half at that.

he put the needle aside, and stands up, grabbing your legs to position you where he can be standing between your thighs. “i knew you were a slut ever since you first stepped into this place,” he unbuttons your pants and slides them off of you, throwing them somewhere in the room. he chuckles at the wet spot that formed on your panties, pressing his thumb against it “you’re so wet it seeped through your fuckin’ panties! are you that much of a pain slut?” you whine, hips raising to get some sort of friction from his thumb, but he immediately pushes your hips back down.

“greedy little whore, you’ve always wanted this havent you?” he says before leaning down to you, grabbing your cheeks together causing you to roll your tongue out. his eyes darken at that, before spitting onto your awaiting tongue and slapping you across the face. “you’re so fucking filthy, it’s actually pathetic,” he says before he grabs the hem of your panties, sliding them off of your legs and stuffing them into his pockets.

“do you usually slut yourself out to anyone that gives you such minimal attention? or are you just a whore for me?” he asks you before you let out a loud moan, feeling his fingers slide between your folds. he immediately hisses at the wetness, pulling out his fingers. “look at that, you’re disgustingly wet right now, you’re so fucking disgusting.” he pulls his digits apart, a string of your slick connecting them.

he takes his other hand, rests his thumb on your lower lip before pressing down, silently ordering you to open your mouth. you part your lips a bit and he pushes the two wet fingers into your mouth, making you taste yourself. you let out a whine, eyes tearing up at the humiliation he’s putting you through. you wrap your lips around his fingers, tongue sliding between them sloppily, saliva dripping out the corner of your lips, but you love it, you love it so fucking much you can get drunk on it.

he chuckles and pulls his fingers out of your mouth, before grabbing your cheeks together again. “see? these are the tears that are worth letting out,” he growls into your ears before pulling away, watching your tears roll down your face. you whine and clutch at his shirt, but he slaps your hand away. “stop being so fucking greedy, its annoying as fuck.” he lets out before he pulls your shirt straps down, taking out your tits from your shirt. his hand trailing down to your cunt again before he pushes a finger in, immediately twisting it inside of you causing you to cry out at the pain, legs raising off the seat. he slaps your thigh as a warning and straightens your legs, spreading them wide, getting a full view of your pussy in front of him.

he whistles and grins, seeing your thighs tremble and shake at his finger curling inside of you. your hands immediately go to his wrists, slowing down the pace of his thrusts. “‘hoya please, please sir, fuck- slow down,” you whine loudly, tears continue to pour from your eyes.

his cock twitches in his pants, letting out a low groan at the sight. “fuckin’ whore.” he says before going to unbutton his pants, sliding his boxers with them. he hisses at the cold air hitting his cock before wrapping his hand that’s wet with your slick around himself and strokes slowly, letting out groans from the waves of pleasure.

your whines only increase in volume at the sight of him pleasuring himself, making him roll his eyes in annoyance and smacking your spread thigh again. you let out a gasp at the pain before the throbbing pain turned to sweet pleasure. “if you’re that fuckin’ needy for me you could’ve asked for my dick when you wanted it,” he murmurs before lining up his cock against your entrance, one hand grabbing your waist, the other rubbing tight circles at your clit.

your thighs started shaking again from the stimulation on your clit before you felt him push into you slowly, gasping at the fullness of his cock in you. you feel your core snap, clenching around him, legs seizing up and your eyes rolling back to your skull, letting out a silent scream.

he stares at you before giggling, his laughing sounding absolutely humiliating to your ears. “holy fucking shit, did you just cum?” he grins at your reaction, “just from me pushing in? you’re so fuckin’ cute” shame dawns over you, your hands trying to cover up your face before he pulls them away. “you fuckin’ look at me while im fucking you, got that? or are you too braindead now?” he taunts you before pushing the rest of his length in.

you moan out his name, clenching around him causing him to hiss from the tightness of your walls. “how are you so fucking tight? are you a virgin? is that it?” you shake your head no, moaning as he starts thrusting into you, moving at a steady rhythm. “no? then? little whore too busy to get fucked then?” he groans, speeding up his thrusts as he holds onto your hips tightly, surely bruising them.

you raise your hands at him, wanting him to be close to you before he leans down, letting you grab at his hair, pulling at it and letting moans and whines pour out of your filthy lips.

he wraps a hand around your throat, squeezing at the sides before he spits on your face, watching his saliva drip down your face and chin.

you’re messy, so fucking messy and he loves it. he wants to wreck you, mess you up to the point where you wont be recognizable after you’re done with him. he wants to keep you all to himself, his own little doll that he gets to fuck and ruin whenever he wants.

he wants to collar you, having his name marked on your pretty little neck.

the thought got his hips rutting into you in desperation, his cock twitching inside you before emptying his cum in you, painting your walls white with his seed. he groans and pushes his face into your neck, panting to get some air into his lungs.

you let out a soft breath at the feeling of his cum inside you, threatening to come out. you clench around his cock, causing him to hiss and stand up straight, fingers finding your clit, rubbing quick circles, hips bucking into his hands before you feel yourself come undone around his cock, orgasm crashing onto you causing you to let out a moan that could put porn stars to shame. nahoya grins at you, fingers not stopping yet before you feel shocks of pain hitting your clit.

he pulls out of you, sighing as he watches his cum dripping out of your pussy before reaching out for his phone on the table, taking a picture of your spread cunt, keeping it for himself. “you’re so good, so fuckin’ good for me arent you?” he asks, pressing soft kisses on your temple all the way to your lips. you hum and grin, “hell yeah im good,” you grin and bringing him close to you, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“need to go get us towels to clean ourselves up a bit, would you let me do that baby?” he murmurs to you and strokes your hair with his fingers. you nod and let him go from your grasp. he smiles and skips to the storage room to get some towels.

he comes back and see’s you passed out on the seat, he grins and brings the cloth to your skin, wiping away his cum and sweat from you before dressing you again slowly, without waking you up.

“welp, guess we’ll have to continue the tattoo tomorrow.”

[amimimi]

reki and langa taking care of their drunk s/o

synopsis: headcanons about how reki and langa takes care of your drunk ass

pairings: langa x reader, reki x reader

warnings: underage drinking (drink responsibly pleath!), getting sick, drunk..ness, I use the word “sexy”

notes: school is beating my ass, so i wrote this just to lighten the mood. i want to have one out for joe and cherry tomorrow! and i also want to write one where you take care of them while they're drunk too! but omg pls drink responsibly tho! 😭 I apologize in advance for any spelling/grammatical errors!

REKI

PLS he'd be so stressed out

he's taken care of drunk friends before and didn't even bat an eye but when it's you, he's a lot more concerned because you're his bby <3

will probably laugh a bit at your antics and take cute pictures of you

but then you’d get sick and he starts freaking out and looking up common signs of alcohol poisoning njgksdkdhskf

so he’s closing up at dope with manager oka when he gets a call from your phone number

he’s a little worried when he picks up and it’s your friend that’s calling him, and not you

“where’s y/n? are they okay? why can’t they talk to me?” he spits out without even taking a breath

oka and him are standing outside the shop

oka has one hand on the grate as he stares hard at reki, obviously concerned

“oh they’re fine! we were gonna meet up with our other friends to go to a party, but they go too drunk. ” your friend tells reki breezily.

reki hears your voice in the background, tiny and slurred, and his heart squeezes

“yea, i’m talking to him right now!” he hears your friend say to you. “yea, he’s coming right now...you want me to what?”

“hey,” your friend says directly into the receiver, taking to reki now “y/n said they miss you and they wanted to know if you miss them back”

“yeah, i miss them a lot” reki answers easily, exchanging glances with manager oka, who’s still looking confused and concerned

“y/n, he said he misses you too...why are you crying again?” your friend sighs, and reki’s heart clenches in his chest. “yeah, just come pick them up...please. i’ll send you the address”

reki hangs up and looks up at manager oka, who’s waiting for an explanation

“could you please give me a ride?” reki begs him, clasping his hands out in front of him.

and of course, manager oka says yes

when they arrive outside your friend’s place, reki thanks manager oka for the ride

“are you sure you got everything from here?” oka asks slightly uneasy about the situation. all reki told him was that you needed to see him—urgently

reki fumbles to take off his seatbelt and opens the car door

“yeah! i’m fine! thank you very much!” he says frantically.

“okay, call me if you need anything” oka frowns.

when your friend opens the door for reki, he kicks his shoes off and immediately is like “where are they?”

he’s led into your friend’s bedroom, to see you laying on your friend’s bed, wearing a short dress

you're crying face first into a pillow, not even noticing when reki and your friend stepped in the room

“hey, look who came to rescue you!” your friend grins, stepping into the bedroom after reki.

you slowly look up and blink some tears away to see reki standing by the door, looking at you anxiously

“reki?” you hiccup, struggling to sit up only to fall back down with a squeak.

reki’s heart twists as he watches you, before rushing over to help you with open arms.

“i’m here, baby, i’m here” reki sits on the bed and he pulls you upright. you slump into his chest like a rag doll and rubs soothing circles into your back. “you are so dumb for this”

“am not!” you weakly protest into his chest, your voice muffled.

"are too" reki counters, pressing a kiss against your forehead.

" 'was an accident..." you murmur, nuzzling your face against his chest

"no it wasn't" your friend clicks their tongue as you groan.

reki thanks your friend for taking care of you and for calling him before taking you back to your place.

you live just two down blocks from your friend's place so reki doesn't see the harm in walking

he thinks it may even be good for you

reki gives your his dope sketch sweater because all you're wearing is that short halter dress

tries to walk with his arm wrapped around your waist for support, but you're sagging against him heavily

so he just gives your a piggyback ride the rest of the way home

"oh my god, you're not wearing a hoodie right now..." you slur into his shoulder

"yeah, because i gave it to you" he hoists you higher up on his back and you giggle

“oh yeah,” you say.

you’re silent for a bit, before you lift your head off from reki’s shoulder and to reki’s horror, shout “y’all! this man gave me his hoodie! i think he gotta crush on me!😩🙈”

“shhh!!” reki hisses, pinching your thigh, which only makes you shriek. “people are trying to sleep! who are you even talking to??”

“the audience!” you announce, your voice booming through the empty street. reki rolls his eyes, not even wanting try arguing with you

“okay, okay just shut up please”

“you’re embarrassed because i told the audience that you gave your hoodie”

“okay then, tell the audience how you were crying for me to come see you”

“i...don’t recall that”

when you both finally make it to your home, you’ve quiet downed a little and reki is slightly relived/unsettled

he’s carrying you to your room until your tighten your grip around his neck and whimper “reki, i don’t feel good...”

reki bolts to the bathroom before placing you in front of the toilet just in time for you to get sick

he isn’t grossed out (he has three little sisters and he’s taken care of them when they’ve been sick) but he is shaken up

reki holds your hair back with one hand and alternates between rubbing your back and supporting you forehead with another—ALL WHILE scolding you for drinking so much dhjdjdbdjd

“you need to drink more responsibly! you shouldn’t of even be drinking! you’re underaged! oh my god, what did you even drink? how much did you drink?”

he can’t help it, he’s so worried for you

he’ll stop scolding you if you start crying tho, like how can he be upset at that?

wipes your mouth and kisses your temple before asking if your feeling better

when you say yes, he holds you up by your shoulders as you brush your teeth and rinse your mouth

he does your skin routine for you as best as he can (you have so many steps, it’s ungodly)

reki changes you into something more comfortable for bed and orders you to drink a glass of water

you’re so out of it that you comply, reluctantly of course

reki sits beside on you on your bed as you look at him glumly while you sip from the glass of water

“ahh, don’t give me those eyes. i’m making sure you don’t prune up” he pouts back at you, smoothing one of your eyebrows down with his thumb.

when you finish your water, he takes the glass for you and sets it your bedside table

“you have painkillers right? you’re gonna need them tomorrow morning” reki sighs as takes his jeans off to slip into bed with you

“in my drawer...” you murmur, your eyes half shut as you lay on your side. “are you gonna go?”

reki folds his jeans and places them on your desk, before walking back over to you

“nope, i gotta watch you for the night” he smiles softly at you and you give a shaky sigh of relief that makes reki’s heart burst

“it’ll be like a sleepover” reki says, as he slips next to you and turns on his side to face you

“a sexy sleepover” you nod, and reki frowns

“no...”

“...yes”

“you’re drunk”

“—in love, as our dear Beyoncé puts it” you slur, slightly grinning. reki doesn’t reply, staring at you disapprovingly, and you croak out— “we be all night! looooveeee—”

reki grabs your face with one hand, looking somewhere between horrified and amused

“i can’t stand you, right now” reki’s shoulders shaking with silent laughter

“but you’re already laying down—”

“enough, enough! roll over!” reki hisses, he points in the opposite direction with his finger

you giggle but comply

you feel reki’s hands wrap around your waist as he snuggled up from behind, spooning you

“i promise you, you won’t be laughing in the morning” he whispers into your ear as you begin to drift off

LANGA

just one big “?”

googling “how to take care of drunk person” with one hand with his other arm wrapped around your waist

alternates between confused and concerned

if you get sick, langa will actually call an ambulance—you have to tell him that you’re fine and even then he’s reluctant

you, langa, and reki all went to a party after S

you and reki are kinda amped, but langa isn’t enjoying himself all that much

people shouting across the room, shoving into him, the smell of alcohol—it’s all too much for him

so he’s like “ mkay, i’m out 🚶”

so he makes sure reki stays with you before walking to an isolated corner in the backyard to get some air

it hasn’t even been 30 minutes when you and reki stumble over to where he sits, arms wrapped around each other’s necks and giggling

langa watches the both of you stagger up to him with weary eyes, he already KNOWS that his night is gonna get stranger

“your darling, y/n, is drunk” reki announces, trying to keep a straight face

“reki is too!” you protest, stepping on reki’s foot causing him to yelp.

langa. exe has crashed

he realizes that he has to take care of the both of you,,,and he has no clue how

langa sits up from the planter he was sitting on and grabs both of your arms

“we’re going home” he says flatly, earning whines from both you and reki

langa drags you both to the front yard, as the both of you struggle in his grasp

“langaaa~ we didn’t even get to dance!” you whine, trying to break free from langa’s grasp

“langa, man, the party literally just started—” reki protests, struggling to get langa to let go of his arm. “holy hell, you’re strong”

“yea...it’s kinda hot” you murmur, slumping toward langa, who continues to drag you through the front door and onto the lawn. “langa, you’re so strong and hot, thank you for dating me”

when he’s dragged you both onto the sidewalk, he looks both ways down the street before asking “who lives closest to here?”

all of sudden, reki pitches forward to be sick

“langa! he’s dying, do something!” you wail, beginning to cry.

langa grips the back of reki’s hoodie to keep him from falling face forward

“okay” langa sighs as you drunkenly sob into his chest and reki moans, barely supporting himself. “i’m calling an adult”

he calls hiromi and begs him to come pick all three of you up

the three of you wait, sitting on the curb

langa is sitting between you and reki, an arm wrapped around you as you murmur nonsense into his chest and a hand clasped on reki’s shoulder who’s seeming a bit more lucid

“i promise you i’m fine! i get drunk quick but it fades away! let’s go back in!” reki pleads, earning a frown from langa

“y/n is still drunk, and you should probably go home” he looks down at you with sad eyes when you whimper against his chest. “i shouldn’t have let them drink”

hiromi brings the company car, shouting at the three of you as langa loads you and reki into car

hiromi is mad as hell but he still gets out to help langa buckle you in

langa offers for reki to come over to his house so he can monitor both

but hiromi grudgingly offers to watch reki because he knows there is no way langa can take care of you both

so hiromi drops you and langa off, telling him to call him if anything happens

langa carries you bridal style in his room and sits down on his bed with you in his lap

you blink up at him sleepily at him, holding onto his shoulders for support

“i don’t think you should’ve been drinking” he whispers, steadying you with his hands on your waist

“i don’t think i should have either” you murmur, before smushing your face into his neck. “i don’t wanna be drunk anymore, how do i stop?”

you sound close to crying and langa feels his stomach twist with panic because fuck, he doesn’t know either

he holds you against his chest with one arm and hastily whips out his phone, googling “how to stop being drunk”

cut him some slack y’all, he’s TRYING

he sees a “cold shower”, “plenty of sleep”, and “hydration” in the top results

sports mode langa: activated

carries you into the bathroom to give you a cold shower, but then you abruptly get sick and langa is like “!!?!!$!!??”

like reki, he’s gonna hold your hair and pat your back, but he’s too shook to scold you

says strange, earnest things like “you’re doing great!” and “you’re being very brave, i’m proud of you!”

unlike reki though, he’s slightly grossed out about by v*mit but he continues to be a dutiful boyfriend

waits until your done and you slump back against him, half asleep.

he decides the shower isn’t a GREAT idea with you being this groggy

langa isn’t letting you move an INCH

brushes your teeth for you—like he makes you open your mouth and gently brushes along your teeth

carries you to bed (he likes carrying you, he isn’t gonna lie)

he gives you one of his long sleeves to wear to bed and helps you out your clothes

langa holds a water bottle up to you lips and even tips your head back gently sjduslsjxjisej he’s so <333

his bed is pretty small and he’s pretty lanky, so he tucks you in, making sure you sleep on your side

he kneels on the floor beside you, his upper body resting on his bed and his face right next yours

langa holds your hand and watches you as you struggle to stay awake

“i’m sorry” you croak and langa kisses your finger

“don’t be sorry, it happens” he assures you quietly, his face slightly softening.

you blink bearily as you take in langa’s face, glowing in the moonlight shining through is window

“you’re so pretty” you murmur, weakly gripping his fingers. “i wish you could see yourself right now”

langa softly smiles at you as drift off

he watches you the whole night as you sleep, making sure you don’t skip a breath

notes: i’m writing one for joe and cherry and i’m gonna post that real soon!

edit: here it is!

[comfyswitcherblanketfort]

please please a part 2 of that gamer!geralt au, them doing something like Q&A

Nonie, I hope you know what you signed up for. This got out of hand lmao. like 2.4k of Q&A kind of out of hand. 

Warnings: swearing, talk of drinking to excess, kinda spicy questions, lil kisses, idk how but I meant for this to be goofy and horny and it got kinda soft? what’s new?

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“Holy shit,” Geralt sat staring at his phone as he mindlessly stirred pasta.

“I swear to god, if you found a way to burn noodles-” Jaskier turned away from the blender to wave a wooden spoon covered in pesto puree.

Geralt shook his head and held his phone up to him, scrolling through the replies to a tweet as he did, going on for ages as Jaskier’s jaw slowly got closer to the floor.

“What are those for?!”

“I put up a poll for a boyfriend Q&A or a game review and not a single person has voted for the game review.” Geralt was still scrolling through questions people wanted answered as he watched Jaskier’s face go from shock to confusion to a smug grin. 

“They love me,” he sang, kicking his heel up as he turned back to the pasta sauce.

Geralt rolled his eyes and started screenshotting some of the less invasive questions, shaking his head and muttering, “Course they do.”

-

Geralt pressed record, waited a moment, and heaved a dramatic, long-suffering sigh, “You guys literally didn’t even give me a choice on this one,” he reached off frame and scruffed Jaskier, plopping him down on the couch with him. 

Jaskier didn’t stay where he was put for even a moment, using his momentum to bounce up onto Geralt’s lap with a shit-eating grin, “Oh? Are we rolling?”

Geralt dropped his forehead to Jaskier’s shoulder, stifling a laugh, “This is gonna be a long one.”

“Yeah, it is,” Jask agreed, then turned to the camera, stroking Geralt’s hair, “My fans want more!”

“OH-kay,” Geralt manhandled Jaskier to sit next to him which earned him a pout and a leg draped over his lap as he continued his intro, “I’ve got a bunch of questions from twitter. I didn’t even have to confirm which video we would do, you guys just went straight for the kill. I picked a few, Jask picked a few, neither of us knows which ones the other picked.” he turned to see Jaskier wiggle his eyebrows at the camera, “Why am I thinking you picked the raunchy ones?”

The brunet pretended to be offended before he smirked, “Only a few.”

Geralt rolled his eyes. “Of course,” he nudged Jask with his shoulder and opened up his phone to his screenshots, “Okay! First up is AdamSandlersBitch, nice name. They asked what Jaskier’s favorite gaming console and game to play is.” he turned to Jaksier with raised eyebrows.

His boyfriend cringed, “My.. my phone? I don’t know? I play a lot of Candy Crush while I listen to podcasts?”

Geralt smiled sweetly, “Wait what about Stardew Valley? I thought you started that?”

“I did!” Jaskier brightened up for a moment before he deflated again, “But I got confused and then the ADHD made me bake cookies.”

“Those were good cookies. I’ll play with you if you want?” Geralt’s normal ‘streamer dude’ persona melted away while he played with the rips on Jaskier’s jeans. 

Jask leaned forward and kissed his temple, “I’d love that.” 

Geralt blushed, even after years, Jaskier’s affection still caught him off guard. 

“Mkay! My turn!” Jaskier flashed his devilish grin and read, in his most obnoxious voice, “Dwn2Clwn said ‘do you two live together? Have you said ‘i love you’? And who tops?’”

Geralt’s mouth twisted into an upside-down U as he stared at Jaskier in muted surprise, “Honestly, not as bad as I expected.”

Jaskier looped his arm around Geralt’s, “I’m starting off easy.”

Geralt let his mock-disapproving gaze linger just a bit before he answered, “The living together is kind of new-like a few months. This one said ‘I love you’ on, what? The fourth date? Fifth?”

“Fourth.”

“No, it was the fifth, Eskel locked himself out on the fourth. Remember?”

“Shit you’re right,” Jaskier gave the camera a stern look, “In my defense, we’d been friends for a good four years before this. I wasn’t just confessing my love to a tinder date - though I have done that before.”

Geralt nodded, “That was very amusing.”

Jaskier tapped his nose, “Don’t avoid the last part, darling.”

Geralt huffed and stared down the camera, and, in the most matter of fact tone possible, said, “We switch. Compromise, folks. Can’t have one person doing all the work all the time.”

Jaskier nodded sagely, patting Geralt's chest, “We got a pow-”

Geralt clamped his hand over Jaskier’s mouth, 100% sure he was going to say ‘power bottom pillow princess’, “Nope. I’ll get demonetized for that.”

“But not who tops?” Jaskier asked through Geralt’s fingers.

He just shrugged, “I don’t make the rules.”

Jaskier tapped his phone and raised his eyebrows, telling him to move to the next question. 

“Mis- Mischanication? Shit I hope I said that right, Mischanication asked, ‘would you ever get a pet together?’ We did! Her name is Roach and she’s a little shit! I told Jaskier not to feed her, but he did, now we have the snuggliest, crankiest cat I’ve ever met!” 

Jaskier had gotten up to pluck Roach from her perch on the windowsill when Geralt had read the question and plopped down with her as Geralt finished his proud speech, “She’s not a little shit! She’s just delicate! Isn’t that right, darling?”

Geralt scratched under her chin and cooed, “You are a nasty little dragon baby, aren't you?! Just a little garbage child! Yes, you are. We love the tiny demon beast.”

“Geralt!”

He snickered and kissed Jaskier’s hair, “Next question, love.”

Jaskier grumbled something about positive reinforcement as Roach scampered back to her cat tree and he unlocked his phone for his next tweet, “This darling wants to remain anonymous,” Geralt gave him some serious side-eye at that, “they said ‘I think I’m in love with the flower twink, where can I find one of my own?’”

Geralt frowned at the camera and pulled Jaskier onto his lap, holding him close and snuggling into his chest, almost growling, “Hands off.”

Jaskier giggled, brushing Geralt’s hair out of his face as he talked to the camera, “You heard the man. Unfortunately, I was not mass-produced and I’ve been spoken for.”

Geralt looked up at him with what could only be called suspicious puppy eyes, “You picked that one just to sit in my lap didn’t you?”

“Yes. And because I want to change my socials to ‘flower twink’.” 

“Do it,” Geralt kept Jaskier on his lap as he swiped to his next question, “Eggsfuckingsuck - heh, my dad hates eggs- Eggsfuckingsuck says, ‘what is the most embarrassing thing you’ve caught each other doing/saying?’ Oh boy, do I have a story for you!”

"Oh I couldn't say the thing but you can tell this story!?" 

"...you have a point... Check my insta stories. I'll put it there after I post this." 

Jaskier nodded, ever so pleased, and turned to the camera, "Our dear Yennefer of sorceryglammour once beat Geralt at trivia night when the theme was 'video games'." 

“We did shots before we went to the bar and she goaded me and Lambert into a chugging competition before the round started. I’m telling you, she planned this. Yen is ruthless.” Geralt desperately tried to justify his defeat but Jaskier was having none of it. 

“She’s mostly harmless, plus I have video evidence from that night. You weren’t that far gone.”

“Pull it up! Let’s settle it.”

Jaskier patted Geralt’s head like one would a toddler, “I’d have to get my old laptop out. Later, darling.”

Geralt had a smug look on his face, “That means he doesn’t have it anymore.”

“Next question!” Jaskier squeaked, not at all changing the subject. 

Geralt shrugged, “If you admit I won that one.”

“It’s not a competition!” Jaskier laughed, looking down at him with that stupidly smitten look on his face.

“Hmmm…” Geralt tilted his chin up defiantly, “if you say so.”

Jaskier kissed him, lingering a little bit more than could be considered chaste, “I do.” 

Geralt looked up at him, batting his eyelashes, “Fine then, next question.”

Jaskier handed him his phone and he read it off leaning his head on Jaskier’s shoulder, “CountryBumpkin42 asked if we play any instruments. I play the recorder very poorly, but Jask plays everything.”

“Not everything, but yes, I could cover a Trans Siberian Orchestra song if I had a pedalboard with enough loop settings.” Jaskier preened. 

“And more,” Geralt added, counting on his fingers as he spoke, “In this house alone he has two pianos, three different types of guitars, a drumset, a violin and fiddle, a flute and piccilo, an oboe, a mandolin, a lute, bongos, saxophone, clarinet, tambourine, trumpet, and xylophone. Did I get them all?”

Jaskier glanced from side to side with a guilty look, “Ah… no, I bought a bass sax that showed up last night.”

“Oh, did Thursday at 3 decide they wanted to switch after all?”

“Yeah! She got the third chair as a freshman on a loaner instrument! I’m very proud!”

Geralt seemed to remember they were recording and turned back to the camera, “J teaches music at the university and does private lessons.” 

“It’s how I can afford such a pretty trophy boyfriend,” Jaskier teased, ruffling Geralt’s hair and earning a little chuckle.

“Mkay, what do you have next?”

Jaskier smoothed Gearalt’s hair back down as he read the next question, “3R4108F6!J asks if we have any cute nicknames for each other.”

Geralt’s eyebrows nearly flew past his hairline, “J has a new one for me almost every day.”

“Its true,” Jaskier nodded, “I am a slut for cute nicknames. This morning was Ger Bear, one of my faves. I called him Thumbs for a bit, I lovingly call him Dumb Fuck rather often.”

“And he is Dip Shit, it’s balanced. I usually just shorten names? Jask or J is usually it, right?” Geralt asked, shifting so Jaskier was sitting on the couch between his legs and they were both turned out toward the camera but very much still cuddling. 

“And when I’m being childish I get Alfie. But Geralt is much more deliberate and specific with his nicknames. It’s a bit of a friendship level up when he uses nicknames.”

Geralt frowned at him, “I do that?”

Jaskier giggled, “You never noticed?”

He tilted his head, giving Jaskier a quizzical look, “Not at all.”

Jaskier cupped Geralt’s cheek, “You’re so cute.”

Geralt blushed again, leaning into the touch just a tad, “Who’s turn is it?”

“Yours,” Jaskier hummed, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. 

“Okay,” Geralt blushed even more, “I had this one as an alternate, but uh, Yen asked what we’d name our first kid?” 

Jaskier leaned into Geralt’s shoulder and hummed as he thought for a moment, “I always like Blake or Spencer, but I seem to remember you saying something about old world traditional names?”

Geralt nodded, absentmindedly running his fingers up and down Jaskier’s arm, “My grandma was hoping each of us boys would be a girl and wanted mum to name us Cirilla every time. I quite like it, but I’m rather open as long as I don’t know someone with the name. I really like Eric?” 

“Oo, I like Eric.”

“But you like the neutral names.”

“I do, but it’s your hypothetical kiddo too.”

Geralt gave him a little squeeze, “There’s time for that later. What’s your next one?”

Jaskier snorted when he looked at his phone, “What are your guys’ love languages?”

Geralt just looked down at Jask, completely entangled in his arms, then up to the camera, “I’m gonna hazard a guess at physical touch.” 

“Yeah, I think that’s a safe bet,” Jaskier giggled, “I haven’t taken the quiz in years, but I was that and gifts.”

“Oh, yeah. Physical touch and words of affirmation. I got like a 0 on acts of service and gifts, but I really like giving gifts.” 

“Mhm, yes you do,” Jaksier wiggled his eyebrows, then turned to the camera, “I also had no idea you could have different giving and receiving languages till I met this one.”

Geralt nodded then turned to him with a slight frown, “you know I really thought your questions were going to be more graphic.”

“Oh, honey I saved the best for last,” Jaskier winked. 

“Fuck me,” Geralt grumbled before reading off his last question, “Cali852 asked what we did for Pride.”

Jaskier’s eyes lit up, “Oh Pride was fun. We watched the parade, of course, then Yen did our makeup and… and where did we go after that?”

Geralt looked like he’d been waiting for this, “We went to a club, where you ordered three kamakazis, knocked them all back, danced for twenty minutes, then I took you home.”

“N-no… we went to the beach, didn’t we?”

“That was the year before. We were going to go to the drag show at our regular bar too, but someone had just finished grading finals and went a little too hard.” 

Jaskier grinned, “Speaking of finals, time for the last question. I had a different one in mind but if the thing I cant say from earlier would get this demonetized then that defintitelyi would. So we’re going with ‘what is the wackest placy y’all banged?’”

Geralt snorted, “Shit who knows anymore?”

“Well there was the boat?”

“Or the train?”

“Nah, too standard. What about the cabin?”

“Heh, no I think your o-”

“I don’t have tenure darling,” It was Jaskier’s turn to slap his hands over Geralt’s mouth, “The answer is a dilapidated structure my parents still try to call a cabin out in the foothills.”

Geralt laughed and pulled his hand away, “Okay, that can be the answer.”

“Is that it? Now we just say bye?” Jaskier looked between Geralt and the camera.

Geralt shrugged, “Yeah. You wanna say the thing?”

Jaskier wiggled with a little pride and excitement, “Don’t forget to like and subscribe! Bye Fuckers!”

They both waved for a couple seconds before Geralt got up and turned the camera off. He popped out the memory card and was going to immediately start loading it onto his computer but Jask hooked his finger through a belt loop as he walked past and tugged him back down. 

“I’m tired. Snuggle with me.” 

Geralt hummed, “We just snuggled that whole time.”

Jaskier heaved a dramatic sigh, “I know and this is exhausting. I don’t know how you talk to a camera all day.”

Geralt stretched to set the chip on top of his laptop before collapsing back on top of Jaskier who had stretched the length of the couch, “Are you making fun of me?” he teased. 

Jaskier cupped his face between his hands and pulled him up for a deep kiss, “Oh never.” 

[loudstan]

Epiphany (Pt. 10)

A collection of  NCT werewolf AU stories.

Doyoung (pt.1) (pt.2) (pt. 3) (pt. 4) (pt. 5) (pt. 6) (pt. 7) (pt. 8) (pt. 9) (pt. 10)

Summary: The wolf population kept decreasing and those who were left had a hard time trying to fit  into society. Sure, people didn’t consider them as dangerous as vampires, but wolves could still sense some hostility every time they did as much as go for a walk in a public place. Thanks to wolves’ natural magical abilities, NCT (one of the remaining packs) found a safe place among witches in a town where no one knew their secret, allowing some members to finally get a job, study and interact with others without fear of being rejected.

Life seems to finally be peaceful for them… except that wolves have needs, and one of those needs is finding their mate.

Pairing: Werewolf! Doyoung x Witch! female reader

Warnings: future smut

“I’ll spend my heat right here, looking at you, smelling how wet you are and pretending I can’t hear you touching yourself at night but, like I said, I won’t lay a single finger on you.”

He can’t be serious. There is no way he’s being serious.

“Oh, I’m very serious,” he said.

“Oh my god. So now you can also read my mind just because I’m your mate?!”

He looked like he was trying to repress a smile.

“Actually, you said that out loud. As strong as our connection is, I cannot read your mind,” he licked his lips and stared at the floor. “But I like how you called yourself my mate.”

You blushed furiously at this.

“I mean- that’s what you said I was.”

“Because you are.”

“… I guess, in theory I could be something like…”

“My mate,” he finished your sentence with a teasing tone and right when you were about to scoff at his comment he flinched and groaned in pain.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, standing up to make space for him on the couch. He lied down slowly and used his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face.

“Shit,it’s gonna be harder than I thought,” he muttered.

“Then maybe...don’t do this?”

“I gotta- ugh,” with a groan he squeezed his eyes shut. “I-I have to do this.”

“What the f-WHY?!”

“I have to s-show you I can control my wolf. Only then you’ll-oh god you smell so good,” he clenched his fists tight and took a deep breath. “Only then you’ll believe my feelings are real.”

You scoffed. He clearly couldn’t even think straight anymore.

“How is that fair?” you asked, “Now that you marked me I have no choice but to like you back! This will be frustrating for both of us.”

“Drink the potion,” he muttered.

“What?” so he didn’t want the potion for himself, but was suggesting that you drank it?

“If you drink it, you’ll get rid of this bond and won’t feel anything. I’ll be the only one feeling like shit. Does that sound better?”

You narrowed your eyes but said nothing. It was tempting to drink the potion by yourself, considering this was all his fault.

“You are still in time to kick me out of here. I’ll get a cab or something,” he whispered. You could barely hear him, as his voice was way too weak.

You didn’t have it in you to kick him out like this. What if he collapsed on the way home? What if something really serious happened to him? What if he found some other woman to take care of him during his heat?

You pushed that thought away immediately. You surely did NOT care if he fucked somebody else. BUT you wanted to believe you were a decent person who could let him sleep on your couch.

“What is the point of you proving yourself if I drink the potion?” you asked, wanting to understand how his mind worked. “You’d be in pain for days and gain nothing at all because I wouldn’t have feelings for you!”

“You wouldn’t have unwanted feelings for me because there would be no bond forcing you to,” he barely whispered. “Then, after my heat is over, you can decide if you want to give me a chance.”

“...You’re crazy,” you said in disbelief, but he didn’t reply. “Doyoung?”

Still, not a single sound came from him. Alarmed, you placed your hand on his forehead to see how his fever was going.

What you weren’t expecting was the loud moan that left his mouth as he lifted his hips into the air. Immediately, he pushed your hand away and stood up, running to the bathroom and locking the door.

You stood there in shock for what seemed like an entire minute until you heard his muffled groans coming from the bathroom. You walked in that direction like you were possessed and knocked on the door twice, only getting a weak moan in response.

“Doyoung? D-did I hurt you?” you asked in spite of that voice in your head telling you that those sounds were a clear sign of pleasure.

“I’m fin-Oh! Uhng fuck, just- just give me a m-minute mkay?” he replied panting heavily. “Y-you may want to-,” another loud moan, “Ah shit… you may want to stay a-away for now.”

You didn’t move. Your feet felt glued to the floor and your heart beat faster as you recognised a constant, wet sound. You were sure he was touching himself. Without even thinking about it, your hand twisted the handle and tried to open the door between you, which only frustrated you when you remembered it was locked. On the other side, Doyoung had gasped and halted his movements.

“Y/n! What do you think you’re doing?”

“I just- this stupid door,” you replied stubbornly. You didn’t even know why you wanted to open it, but your hands kept pushing the hard material in a vain attempt to get through.

“Shit- y/n you really shouldn’t,” his panicked voice made you want to comfort him. If only you were in there with him.

“Can you open the door for me?” you asked, you hardly recognised your own voice; it sounded hoarse and lazy, like you had just woken up.

“Oh fuck… Y/n, I want to, I r-really do but-” you heard him turn on the water and a mumbling sound due to him splashing water on his face to collect himself before continuing, “I can’t. You don’t want me… it’s just the bond.”

“But,” you pouted, pressing yourself against the door. You just really wanted him right now, whether it was a stupid bond or not, “It would feel so good.”

You heard him groan and the wet rubbing sound came back faster than before.

“Please,” you insisted, discovering the effect your words had on him, “please sir, let me make you feel good.”

“Fuck! A-ah! Nnnn!”

You heard him coming closer to the door and the handle moved a little and you licked your lips in anticipation, but it never opened.

“Y/n… drink the potion.”

“Wha- now?!” you had been so close! He almost opened the door. Why was he talking about that potion now?

“Yes, now. Before we do something you’ll regret.”

“I-,” you swallowed hard, “I promise I’ll drink it later, but can we-?”

“ Y/n, if I open that door now I won’t stop. It’s better you have a clear mind before making any decision. Drink the potion.”

You whined and tried to open the door once again, pressing your thighs together to get any type of friction at this point. Maybe he needed some more convincing.

“Doyoung-”

“NOW,” he growled. He sounded so intimidating, your legs felt weak and you fell on the ground, your eyes wide and paralyzed in fear. You could still feel the vibrations of his voice on your body when you stood up with difficulty, going for the little jar of potion forgotten in the living room.

You looked at the sparkling dark liquid and took a deep breath in. Now that you were right next to Doyoung you could think more clearly. You cringed as the words you had just said to him came back to your head. Did you really find him that attractive or was it just the bond?

Maybe he was right. You were the one who wanted to drink it since the beginning anyways, so why not do it now? That way his heat would have no effect on you and your life would be normal again.

You drank it and immediately felt nauseous at the bitter flavor. Suddenly a burning sensation crawled up your chest and everything around you was blurry. You dropped the jar and it broke into a million pieces as you grabbed onto the couch to avoid falling until you were stable again.

Once everything stopped moving and you calmed down a bit, you looked up and the first thing you saw was Doyoung, standing outside the bathroom. He looked heartbroken with the way the tears slid down his face, but he still managed to smile.

“That was the right choice, y/n. Now things will be way easier for you.”

Or so you both thought.

[noyasboxdye]

Character: Kenma K. Header creds: @leekn6w​ Song: I’m loving your vibe by Xavier Goodman !!WARNINGS!!: College/University AU, Smoking/Drug Usage, Male! Reader Title: Cute Party boy

You had been sitting in the corner of someone's house deciding to finally give up on finding your friends knowing that they had probably already found some random guy to hook up with. Looking around and watching the drunk young adults grind, sing, dance, scream and drink the night away you finally had enough of sitting there, you stood up from your seat walking into the kitchen and looking at the several different arrangements of drinks noticing they had fireball, whiskey, tequila, gin, brandy, and several other things in one section then having the beer in another.

Not wanting anything to hard and hating beer you went for the fruit punch pouring your cup 3/4 of the way and walking up the stairs making the decision not to open any closed doors knowing that one or several of your friends could be in that room doing things you didn't want to vision your friends doing right now. Noticing a slightly open door, seeing smoke continuously flowing out of the room as people go in and out some alone some with friends or partners.

Finally concluding that you didn't have anything to do and you were tired of being so sober you walked into the room the aroma of weed and what you think is vanilla and strawberry flavored juul pods. Sitting down on the couch near a window, trying to stay your farthest from the two men you were on the couch next to.

Pulling out your pod and taking a longer hit then you would usually and exhaling taking note to the pudding head and black haired male next to him who had been taking glances and staring on and off for about 20 minutes now. Taking your phone out trying to figure out why your phone had been vibrating in your back pocket continuously for a few minutes now. Rolling your eye seeing that your mother had been calling you and texting you nonstop making sure you were studying for your tests that weren't happening till like 3 months.

Texting your mother and telling her that you've been studying all week and its 10pm on a Saturday and you had been cramming for the past week and a half with barely any breaks. Turning your phone off whilst rolling your eyes. Noticing that the two boys across from you were still continuing to stare at you, you stared back at the two hoping that it would make them stop.

Them finally stopping you go on your phone texting your friends once more as an attempt to check on them even though you knew that at least two of them were together. "Hey..." the bed head said. "Uhm- hi." you said not really in the mood to talk to anyone right now. "I know we've been staring at you for a while now and sorry for that, but my friend said your beautiful/handsome and he would love it if you gave him his number." he said with a slight smirk on his face. "Well I mean sure but only if he comes over and asks himself." you say looking at the bi haired colored boy.

"Okay- wait sorry hold on." hurriedly getting up from the old beaten up couch with a smile on his face walking back over the his friend and whispering in his ear while pointing at you, the shorter boy blushes with a smile on his face getting up from his chair and awkwardly shuffling over to you. Sitting next to you and smiling the blush on his cheeks becoming more prominent.

"Hey... sorry about my friend. I told him to leave you alone, but he didn't listen." he said rubbing the back of his neck. "It's fine... so what's your name." you said as you took a hit from your juul "My names Kenma. What's yours?" he said finally starting to seem a little bit comfortable with you. "(M/N)" you said holding your hand out to shake his hand a warm smile coming across your face as you feel his skin contact yours.

"Your pretty to by the way." you say moving your phone out of your back pocket not liking the feeling of your mother blowing up your phone against your butt cheek. "What-?" Kenma said look up at you with wide eyes. "Your friend told me you thought I was pretty/handsome, so I said your pretty." You said smiling. "Oh ah- thanks." he said with a slight chuckle tucking some stray strands of hair behind his ear frowning slightly.

"You going to ask for my number or do I have to." you said smirking slightly in a more teasing/sensual tone, the smirk becoming wider and more prominent when that heavy blush that dusted his cheeks earlier dusted them once again. "You look like a strawberry again Kenma." you state teasing him once again and making his blush deeper. "So- uhm can I have your number... then." he says pointing at the phone on your thigh.

"Yeah sure give me your phone right quick" he says giggling a bit at how shy he was. "Yeah sure- here..." he says practically glowing and shaking a little from excitement. "Uh I called my number so your number should be in my phone now, and my contact name is my name. I didn't know what you wanted it as, so I put it as that." you said handing him his phone back and half way making sure he noticed. "Okay thanks I'll call you tonight to make sure you get home- if that's okay with you."

"Yeah it's fine with me. And I'll do the same if I leave before you." you said your voice lowering slightly as you start to become calmer and more comfortable around him. "Okay cool. You want a drink-" he says not knowing what to do now his mind creating an awkward atmosphere that wasn't even there. "Yeah sure. They didn't have anything good though which is why I got juice before." you said warning him that nothing good would be in the downstairs kitchen.

"Yeah I got mostly juice too. My friend wanted me to get a little tipsy so he wasn't drunk alone." he said you both walking down stairs as Kenma texts Kuroo letting him know where he was going so he would leave without him, it happened once and he'll never allow it to happen ever again. "Kool-Aid or Hawaiian punch?" you said as you chose something from the fridge. "Kool-Aid... duh." Kenma said laughing a bit.

"Which flavor?" you say. "Purple and red." answered checking his phone. "You like purple! I love purple too everyone I meet hates purple." you say a childlike grin on your face. (Yes, ur getting excited over Kool-Aid. The purple flavor deserves more hype!!) "Kenma!" the boy from earlier said hurriedly walking over to you both. "Yes kuroo." he said drinking out of his cup, you laughing a bit noticing he drinks like a 1st grader after they just got done playing outside.

"It's almost 3 we got to go. You have class at like 8 and my class is an hour before yours so let's go." Kuroo said ready to drag him away. "Well I have to go I have a pretty early class tomorrow, but I'll be sure to call you." he said making sure he had everything he originally came with in his pockets. "Yeah sure bye Kenma and..." pausing waiting for Kuroo to tell you his name again. "Oh! Kuroo my names Kuroo."

"And Kuroo. We'll talk later 'mkay?" you said smiling at Kuroo then going to look back at Kenma. "Yeah sure I'll probably text you first by the way." he said him and Kuroo grabbing each other's hands and saying bye. Checking the time, the realization finally settling in that your friends were still missing, and it was almost 3 in the morning.

'Jesus fucking christ where the hell are these fuckers' you think to yourself storming back up the steps your patients being thin to none. 'On my mommy if these hoes fucking somebody I'm leaving' putting your ear up to at least 4 different doors before you finally found them, seeing one friend passed out in the bathroom and the others scattered around the room.

"My god what did you guys get yourselves into" you said finally feeling the exhaustion that you were suppressing throughout the past two weeks. "Ty's sick and vomiting it's guts out in the bathroom, Isaiah's knocked he's been like that for about an hour now, and Alex was crying but ink's now under the desk over there... and I didn't drink a lot so I'm fine." your friend said you trying to find Alex.

"Ok well its... 5 minutes away from being 4 am.", "Okay..."

**Timeskip**

After taking everyone home and making sure they got in bed safely you and your friend Malik both shared an uber back to both of your houses. Finally reaching the comfort of your room you go to your connected bathroom and start getting ready for the night. Taking a shower, doing your skin care, getting a snack while putting on your show starting to finally calm down.

Finally finishing your food getting up to brush your teeth and going back to your room pressing play to your show again. Turing on your night light and finally laying down. Jumping slightly when you hear you phone go off completely forgetting about it. Turning over to your nightstand to get your phone. Confused when an unknown number shows up on your phone.

In your messages

Unknown: Hey this (M/N) right?

You: Who's this .-.

Unknown: It's Kenma we met at the party... remember?

You: Oh yeah, it's (M/N)

You: Hey Kenma

Cute party boy: Hey (M/N)

Cute party boy: hru?

You: I'm doing good hbu?

Cute party boy: I'm doing good :)

Cute party boy: srry for texting u so late btw I just wanted to do it now, so I didn't forget lol.

You: No worries you're fine :)

Cute party boy: Alr good.

Cute party boy: did you make it home ok or are you still at the party?

You: no I ended up finding my friends after you left so I'm home now.

You: hbu?

Cute party boy: yeah I made it home fine lol

Cute party boy: Did you want to hang out again?

You: yh sure when

Cute party boy: are you busy on Sundays?

You: no Sundays are usually free for me

Cute party boy: you wanna hang out tomorrow

You: yh tht works lol

Cute party boy: mk well i gtg im tired so goodnight :D

You: yh same goodnight sweet dreams and sleep well

Cute party boy: you too sweet dreams and sleep well

After saying your goodbyes to Kenma you put your phone back on the dresser watching a few episodes of your show, finally slipping off into peaceful sleep.

[mangolover]

Can i request prompt #20 with Venti, please?

Have a good day/night!

Hey, thank You so much for the request!

I honestly love this man and see him as another one of my comofrt characters, hehe. Anyways, I hope you will enjoy this and I hope you will have a great day or night!🥰

So here is your request! Enjoy!

50 Followers Drabble Event, prompt #20 with Venti

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Title: Raise You Up!

Prompt: “Don’t let go.”

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Pairing: Venti x gn! reader

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Warnings: Some darker themes are explored a bit, like passing of time and one’s worth, also a death metaphor, but it’s nothing too serious, it’s all only briefly mentioned. Still proceed with caution.

Spoilers: none I believe

Word Count: 1000 (I just love this man, mkay?)

Description: Lately you have been thinking about the difference of yours and Venti’s life span and because of that you couldn’t concentrate on your adventures, putting yourself at risk. So when your boyfriend finds you crying one night, he decideds to take you on an adventure in the sky until the sunrise.

Honestly Venti is one of my top 3 characters, if only I had him in the game.

Am I the only one that broke down into tears while doing his story quest?

Also I am aware that drabble is supposed to be under 100 words, but I consider it to be under 1000 words

Raise You Up!

You were feeling down lately, nothing seemed to go right. Your last few adventures didn’t end up with a fabulous treasure, instead you would most likely end up with major injuries or even almost got your wind permanently knocked out of your lungs. You were just distracted for some reason, but you could never figure out by what, like you weren’t even the one in control of your mind anymore. Was it because you started questioning the meaning of your life? How much time you have left before you turn in just another wisp of wind? But that just comes when you’re dating an immortal Archon, right?

But no matter how much either you, your friends or even Venti himself have tried to reassure you, those thoughts just lived in the back of your mind like some virus, slowly attaching themselves to your every thought and soon locking you out of them completely.

It was night time and you sat next to the Statue of The Seven in Windrise, admiring the crystalflies dancing and illuminating the night sky. You hugged your knees to your chest and pressed your back against the statue. You felt so alone and lost. Just what should you do? You can’t continue with adventuring if you can’t concentrate, you’re just putting your life and lives of the others at risk. But you also can’t just quit, without going on adventures you would lose your last purpose. You placed your head on your knees and sobbed quietly, tears spilling from your eyes, tears of frustration, confusion and sadness.

Your boyfriend Venti has noticed how you’ve been acting lately and he was worried, but you always put on a fake smile and reassured him that you were alright and that you were just tired, that’s all. But when you haven’t showed up to the tavern to see his performances for the past week, he got a bad feeling ad decided to follow you. You clearly weren’t alright and he was ready to change that. Only he didn’t expect to see you cry while he was hiding behind a nearby tree, his chest was clenching tighter and tighter with every sob, his heart breaking more and more with every tear that slid down your beautiful cheeks. He had to snap out of it, he couldn’t just stay and do nothing, he loves you, he needs to help you. He finally commanded his legs to move and they took him to you slowly, he called out to you softly so he wouldn’t startle you, but you still flinched and shot your head up to him, only to quickly turn it to the side and desperately try to wipe away your tears.

Venti just sat next to you, making no effort of touching you any more than he already is. He stared up at the sky, his hands resting on his knees, letting out a long sigh. You stared at him, still trying to stop the tears, your lower lip was slightly trembling, so you bit it. After minutes of silence, Venti finally turned to you and placed his hands around you, pulling you in a tight embrace and burying his face in the crook of your neck. You stiffened under his touch, but soon relaxed as you wrapped your hands in return.

“What’s wrong y/n?” he whispered against your skin and you pulled away from his hot breath. His eyes were filled with thousand of years of sadness and you had to avert your gaze because of the sudden guilt you felt.

“It’s nothing really” you closed your eyes and gave him your best smile, only if it was real.

“Okay, but you know you can always talk to me, right?”  You didn’t answer. You knew that, but you decided to ignore that fact and rather struggle with your demons on your own.

“You know what, let me raise you up, maybe that will rise your spirits as well!” Venti happily exclaimed as he quickly got to his feet and extended his hand to you with a big smile on his face.

“W-what?” You were confused, but still took his hand, only for him to pull you to your feet. He pulled out his bow and soon made a wind current before wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Don’t let go.”

“Okay.” He smiled at your words as you wrapped your arms around him in return.

“And up we go, haha!” Venti giggled as he jumped into the wind current with you in his tight embrace. He might not be the strongest Archon, but you surely felt safe in his arms. He spread open his wind glider and soon you two were off on an adventure through the sky surrounding Mondstadt. The city lights and the shine from fireflies was beautiful, at one point you two even went up so high, you could touch the clouds and soon you were smiling and laughing along with Venti, your worries finally forgotten after so long. When you two saw sun slowly making its way up, you finally landed in the hands of the statue of Barbatos next to the cathedral. There Venti slowly put you two down and smiled at you. “I hope you enjoyed our little adventure! If you did, please tip your tour guide with a kiss.”

You put your lips softly against Venti’s and hugged him tightly. “Thank you, Venti. Maybe I don’t have as much time left as you do, but if it will be filled with beautiful memories like this, it doesn’t really matter.”

Venti was moved by your statement. He could only guess you had been troubled by the fact he was immortal, but he never thought it was this bad. Still, he wrapped his arms around you, returning your embrace. You finally got rid of your demons as you two enjoyed each other’s presence, sunrise illuminating your forms.

There was no need to exchange any more words, this moment’s a beautiful memory like it is.

[childishfluff]

i loved the fic!!!! could i request a little dream on a call with tommy and george? dream just kinda slips to about 3/4 and fluffffff- anon 👾(if it’s not taken

Sorry! I didn’t see this until last night so idk how long this request has been sitting here. I wrote it tho! Here’s the ao3 link if you wanna read there instead. 

Minecraft Flowers- DSMP Oneshot, Little!Dream/CG’s!Tommy and George

Summary: 

It was a normal day of playing on the SMP when Dream felt himself slipping. Of course, the moment his friends started to point it out, he denied his regression immediately. But it seemed that George and Tommy could fix that problem with an offering of a few Minecraft Flowers. -- This is non-sexual, sfw age regression, dni if you're nsfw/abdl/ageplay/cgl/ect. If any of the creators included in this work say *anything* about being uncomfy with fan fiction/of agere content including them, I will take this down and/or modify it appropriately. If they have already said something that I'm unaware of, please let me know.

A/N: I hope this lived up to what you wanted. He slips even younger at the end but I tried to stick to the requested age range! also content warning for Tommy cursing like, twice, in the beginning.

--

"WHAT IS UP, YOU FUCKING-"

"Shut up, Tommy."

Laughter burst throughout the Discord call following Tommy joining the call and just a few words. "Hi, Tommy," Dream greeted.

"Hello, Dream," Tommy replied. "And I don't need to shut up, thank you very much, George."

"Stop being mean, then," George said. "You're 16, no curse words."

"None of us are streaming, cut the child bit," Tommy requested, a slight pleading tone to his voice. Just for good measure, he added, "You bitch."

George and Dream had been on call for a few minutes, messing around on the server when Tommy joined in, entering the server as well. None of them were working together, doing whatever they were doing far away from each other, and simply talking while they did so.

"No more curse words," Dream mumbled, trying to focus on mining. This couldn't happen. Not now, not with George. And especially not with Tommy. It wasn't like both of them didn't already know, but he was still embarrassed to slip openly. It was scary, and hard!

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, green boy." Tommy's reply came through, the boy speaking casually. Though the other two couldn't see it, Clay pouted. He immediately realized how childish his reaction was, dropping the face and trying to focus back in on what he was doing.

It seemed so tempting to just switch to creative mode and build a cute little house. They three talked on and off, mostly just enjoying each others company in a much more chill way, off stream, without the elements of acting for the roleplay world they had created.

"So, what are you working on, Dream?" George eventually asked.

"Minin'," he mumbled quietly, not realizing how little his voice sounded until he spoke. He also didn't realize that he thumb was halfway in his mouth until he spoke either. He immediately sat up, speaking more clearly. "I'm, uh, mining."

"Aww," Tommy spoke somewhat teasingly. "Baby Dweam has come to visit, hmm?"

Tommy's ongoing joke about Dream's age regression was something that embarrassed Dream, but didn't actually upset him. He never made it on stream, and Tommy would always soften up if he actually was regressing. Sometimes, Dream was just tired, and childish traits shined through without reason.

"Is that true? Are you feeling small, Clay?" George's curious, but also soft, voice came through next. Dream felt a lot safer when the two boys spoke softly to him, but he still denied that he was slipping.

"No, I'm not small!" he defended in a high-pitched voice. "I'm big, very big."

"But Dweam," Tommy spoke in his teasing baby voice again. "What if I wanted to talk to Little Clay? I haven't seen him since before Christmas!"

You see, Tommy was a little too. He was an age dreamer rather than a regressor, at least most of the time. Tubbo was a little as well, and Fundy, and also Bad-

Actually, quite a bit of the people in the server were involved in that community. Some got into it after learning about it from someone else in the server, but with Tommy and Dream, it was a coincidence revealed after a stressful day when Dream slipped and Tommy did too, to help him feel more comfortable acting childish.

"Little Clay is hidin'," Dream claimed, blushing furiously.

"You should tell him to stop hiding, then," George replied. "He's so very adorable and I'd very much like to go pick flowers with him."

Dream was blushing even more, absolutely flustered by all the teasing and compliments. He whined, "Meanies."

"I'm mean? For calling you cute," George gasped playfully.

"I said that I wanted to talk to little you! That isn't mean, right?" Tommy questioned, looking at his facecam. George shook his head.

"We're not mean, you're just pouty because we're teasing you." George said. Even more blushing ensued.

"I bet he's blushing, George," Tommy said, as if he could somehow see Dream.

"I bet so too," he agreed.

"Not blushin'!" Dream squeaked, speaking much more like a toddler then before.

"I think you know that lying is against the rules, sweetie," George told him, speaking like a parent warning a child not to do something. This made Dream feel even smaller then before.

"Not lyin', not blushin', not small," he spoke in the most childish voice either of the others had heard come from him.

"Well," George spotted Dream's avatar on the prime path, sprinting towards him. "I picked some pretty flowers, but specifically for Little Clay." He equipped a flower he had found, moving his avatar to stand in front of Dream's. Dream had climbed out of his mine at some point, and he had just been wondering around during the time he wasn't blushing.

"Flower?" Dream's little innocent voice spoke up, moving his avatar to look at George's. "Purple flower!" he giggled, making George smile. "I wan' it, please." he pouted again.

"You asked really nicely, baby, good job." George told him, dropping the flower to him.

"T'ank you!" Clay felt happiness bubble in his chest at the praise. He had forgotten all about denying that he was in littlespace at this point.

"Do you know what good boys get?" Tommy spoke up, joining them on the prime path.

"Hmm?" Dream turned his avatar towards his, curious now. Tommy equipped red flowers so that Clay could see them.

"More flowers!" Tommy cheered, dropping a bunch of flowers to him.

"Whoa, whoa," Dream said, picking them up. "Lotsa flowers? Just for me?"

"Yep!" George and Tommy replied together. It was very entertaining to see one of the littles get excited over such a simple thing. For Dream, winning video games or getting the cuter things in games made him happy!

Like Minecraft flowers.

"We gotta put dem' all over! Leave a flower at everyone's house!" he said, immediately. George and Tommy 'awed' at him.

"That sounds like a great idea, little one," George agreed with a smile.

"How about George goes and gets more for us, and I'll take you around to leave flowers everywhere?" Tommy suggested. Dream almost pouted, until the part of his brain that was still somewhat logical reminded him that George would still be on call with them. He was leaving in game, they would still be able to talk.

"Mkay," Dream agreed. And just like that, they split off, Dream and Tommy continuing down the prime path and stopping at all the different buildings, while George left to find more flowers.

As the day went on, George kept joking about how finding flowers was 'such an important mission' and that he couldn't fail it. Every once in a while, he'd come back to the main part of the SMP and drop Tommy and Dream flowers.

They left them at every building, and just put them 'all over', as Dream requested. Tommy and George were sure that everyone would love the sweet little gift from Clay whenever they logged onto the server next.

Tommy had, at some point, called Dream the 'flower prince', which made him all blushy and shy. So of course, he kept at it. "Flowers are pretty," Dream pouted. "I like flowers."

"I knowwww," Tommy replied, "That's why you're the Flower Prince!"

"No, no, not a prince," Dream denied.

"You're definitely a prince. A cute, little, baby prince, that everyone loves!" George added.

"Baby prince?" Dream questioned, his voice somehow smaller then before.

"Mhm. You're the Littlest Flower Prince, Clay." George said.

"Wittlest? Not dat wittle," Clay said, his 'baby voice' shining through much more. He had managed to slip even younger somehow. All because of a cute little nickname.

"You're a little flower prince," Tommy spoke in a sing-songy voice, George joining in almost immediately.

"You're the littlest flower princeeee," they said next, holding out the last word. They stopped when they heard Clay's whining.

"It's okay if you slip younger, baby," George assured. "Do you have your pacifier with you?" he asked.

Dream looked around, before nodding uselessly. When he realized that his friends couldn't see him, he verbally replied. "Yeah," he said, reaching over and grabbing it. He looked over the green plastic, running his fingers over the gems that decorated it.

"Don't suck your thumb or anything, if you need to have something in your mouth, use your pacifier," George told him. Immediately, Dream slipped the nipple of the pacifier into his mouth, reaching over and switching over his camera. He covered the top half of his face, so the other two could only see his little pacifier, before shutting it off immediately after.

Both of them were happy that he was comfortable showing them anything at all. "The pacifier is cute, Clay." Tommy said. George agreed quickly.

"Yeah, you're absolutely adorable! Adorable little flower prince," George pushed the silly nickname again, but Dream secretly liked it. It made him happy.

The three continued playing minecraft until Dream started sounding sleepy, and George ordered that he took a nap. Dream didn't fight much, getting off the call after a promise from his friends to tell everyone that it was his idea to give everyone flowers.

And of course, everyone would thank him when he logged back on, little or not. And Tommy and George would start calling him 'flower prince' regularly, as a bit on stream, and a little nickname off.

All because Little Dream liked minecraft flowers. Could you blame him? Flowers are pretty, and Minecraft is one of his favorite things in the worlds.

And it was all even better when the Minecraft flowers were from someone who cared about you.

[nanasarea]

Na Jaemin as your idol bf

Genre: fluff

Pairing: jaemin x idol!reader

Prompt: na jaemin being the best bf 

Request: Hey! I love your idol!nct series it’s so cute! I was wondering if you can if you could write one for jaemin? the dreamies are really killing it right now

Word count: 1180 (i might have gotten carried away haha)

a/n: next idol bf is chenle so watch out for that in the next few days also me and proofreading still haven’t met.

Haechan /  Yuta / Mark / Jeno /  Chenle / Renjun / Jisung / Jaehyun

you were childhood friends with Haechan

so when both of you got into the kpop industry

neither of you were surprised

he did debut before you 

and he kept teasing you for it

insisted you call him your senior 

so because you two were friends, 

you spent a lot of time together

even in your trainee days,

you would have practice and then go to get boba after

sometimes that meant more than just you and hyuck

sometimes that meant his attractive friends would join

who you may or may not have a crush on

but that’s not the point right now

jaemin is naturally flirty

may i remind you that he doesn’t even know if he’s flirting?

like he did with the nurse back in his predebut days?

yeah, that

he does that with you

and you try not to blush 

but who are you kiddin

you’re cheeks are as hot as the sun 

hyuck, being one of your best friends, catches on 

and he insists on bringing jaemin everywhere

and i mean everywhere

you plan on going to an internet cafe?

jaemin is there

you get a call from haechan to play a game?

jaemin is there

you go for after-practice ice cream?

shocker!

jaemin is there

he’s a smart boy 

he realizes why you’re so flustered around him

so it’s not long until he makes a move

you end up going on a date 

walking beside han river

eating ice cream

and getting to know each other 

you knew a lot before

but not it was a different way of getting to know each other

because you and hyuck have been friends before debut, 

people knew that seeing you together meant nothing

just two bros chilling 

so when they saw you and jaemin, 

they thought nothing of it

they’ve seen you, hyuck, jaemin and other members hang out loads

so they figured you were hanging out without them this time

which was perfect for jaemin

he did not like the idea of being secretive 

he loves his fans, 

he doesn’t want to hide things from them

and sneaking around was just way too much work

sure, you couldn’t kiss in public yet

which made him whine A LOT

but it was better than nothing

once you got serious

the agency/agencies decided to confirm it

was anyone actually shocked?

no

does that mean everyone was supportive?

no

but he didn’t care,

he knew real fans wouldn’t be mad at him

they’d be happy for him

(yes this is me being salty abt ppl unstaning and being mean to jaemin bc of the dating rumors, which ended up being fake anyway)

so let’s say your album just came out recently

he goes to the store

and buys 48 albums himself

does he need them?

YES HE NEEDS ALL THE Y/N CONTENT POSSIBLE

sure, jisung gets lowkey mad that now he has less space in the room for his stuff

but jaemin doesn’t care

he needs to support his baby ???

VARIETY SHOWS

he did not care about the cameras

he want to hug you?

he hugs you

he wants to hold your hand?

he will hold your hand

and if he wasn’t allowed for some reason?

he’d hold your hands behind your backs

same for award shows

whenever your seats are close, 

he’s not with his members

he’s with you

loves when your schedules overlap

you’re both at music core?

you bet he’s glued onto you

whenever he can

3 seconds after getting his hair done, 

he runs to you

“jaemin, if i’m gonna have to redo that, i will slap you” - stylist

like he cares tho

if he wants to hug his baby, he’s hugging his baby

photographer na 

his ig is filled with the best photos of you

and your ig?

half of the posts have 

📷 by Photographer Na

because he wants his credit

if not, he nags

have i mentioned he will sulk to you about jisung not accepting his affection?

rants for 3 hours 

“-what does that even mean? I basically raised him, I should be his favorite hyung, not chenle! he doesn’t even call chenle hyung! I’m his hyung, the one who cooks for him, cleans up after him, do-”

after that, you need to cuddle him for an additional 3 hours

other than jisung being “an ungrateful brat” (jm’s words)

he doesn’t really complain about much

he does however listen to your complaining 

with the biggest smile on his face

is literally so comforting

you know how people have their own love languages?

he uses all of them for you

words of affirmation? 

he will literally compliment you for breathing

gifts?

unexpected gifts, 

sometimes he buys you a necklace you wanted

sometimes he makes you a cute origami love note

acts of service?

cooks for you whenever

you say you’re hungry and he’s already cooking a 5 course meal

quality time?

takes you to walk along the han river

and just talk

he likes it because it reminds him of your first date

and physical touch?

do i even need to explain?

you end up going on a variety show 

where you interact with kids

and jaemin is just like O.o

he’s the mom friend

so when he sees that

he knows he wants a baby

not now of course

but he’s already planning the names

let’s just say that

speaking of babies

jeno and jaemin  parent duo?

nah now it’s y/n and jaemin parent duo

sorry jeno, he still loves you but like y/n

and you best bet you lose your mind in the middle of it all

jisung and renjun are screaming because of aliens

jeno is screaming out of frustration of being assigned with washing dishes again

haechan is screaming because he isn’t getting attention

then jeno and haechan are screaming because one of them is a sore loser and the other is a confident winner

chenle is just screaming

jaemin is internally screaming

and so are you

you end up leaving them to continue doing....

that 

while you two try and calm down in another room

interpret that as you will 

c o l l a b 

s t a g e

the stage presence is boom

*lucas voice*

y/n boom

jaemin boom

together

BOOM

we got that boom boom boom boom 

you end up being korea’s it couple

i said what i said

convinces you to start acting

so you can star in a drama together

each other’s love interest tho

nothing else is acceptable

because even tho he knows it’s just acting

your lips are just for him

and it shall stay that way

mkay

he doesn’t get jealous that easily when he sees you interact with other idols

but let’s just say this

you touched someone’s arm when you were an mc

and he went feral

“my precious y/n, your hands belong on my body, and my body only, no one else, got that?”

you didn’t know if you should be turned on

or laugh

maybe both?

to sum it up: jaemin best boy(friend)

Someone call an ambulance, my heart isn’t my heart anymore, it’s jaemin’s part-time apartment, why part-time? because when he isn’t living in my heart, he’s living in my brain.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.