#mirae imagines

[carateum]

Guys, this is Important ...I guess?

Long time no see ahah... First I want to apologize for not updating and not answering your asks but I was terribly unmotivated.

Recently, I wrote the first chapter of the Butterfly Serie, I put my soul writing the chapters and nobody seems to care about this series, it's really discouraging, why would I write about a dozen of chapter with each 1500 words(by members) if nobody read ? I know, I'm writing because I like it but I also write for people to read, if nobody read my fics I don't see the point of continuing.

Maybe it's my fault, I decided to write it for a not really famous group (Cravity) and I'm pretty sure that if I'd wrote that for a more famous group I could have had more reactions. I read a lot a fics and some of them were kinda bad (it's not an insult, everyone need to improve, my fics aren't perfect too) but, since the group is famous, there was a lot of reactions.

I won't stop writing because I like that but I'll stop the butterfly serie also, I'll take the time to answer the asks, after that, asks will be closed. And please, if you like a fic (not only mine) comment,like and share. <3

Also ! I saw many writers with anons/people interacting with them and I would love to have people to interact with :) I also want to keep telling what I think about some situations.

Sorry I put the tags of the groups I write for-

[alohajun]

♡ GOLDFISH ATTENTION SPAN — JANG YUBIN

yubin x gn!reader | wc : 1.3k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, boarding school au, tooth-rotting fluff, petnames (love, sweetpea), mentions of medicine, tutor to bestie to lover, essays and math x_x, a kiss scene (omg scandalous ik) | request : hey loki! i know you mainly write for trsr and enha, i was wondering if you could write a fluffy tutor to lovers fic for yubin from mirae? if not, that’s perfectly fine <3 @yogurteume

“hi, i’m y/n. thanks for offering to tutor me. i really hope it’s no trouble.”

you bowed politely as the tall male entered your dorm, greeting you with a cute smile which made your heart skip a beat — or maybe two.

“i’m jang yubin, and it’s no trouble, really! anything for a classmate.” he waved off your thanks, taking a seat as he prepared his things. “miss kwon says you have the potential to get a scholarship to yonsei university.”

“oh? did she?”

“she’s said the same thing to me, too. let’s study hard and get into yonsei together!”

a smile adorned your face at the male’s words, finding his enthusiasm totally contagious. you always had issues with focusing, resulting in you zoning out during lessons, and thus, missing out on the work. all the student tutors your teacher recommended were never this excited to work with you, and it made you think if things with this tutor would be any different.

will you give up on me halfway, just like the others, jang yubin?

it was one week of tutoring you, and jang yubin was still showing up for your lessons. there wasn’t much progress, but yubin would not give up that easily.

“this is pointless. drafting a ten-thousand-word essay is pointless. i can’t deal with this now … or ever. i’ll just become a stri–” you whined, surprised when yubin threw himself against you, slapping his hand over your mouth as he widened his eyes in horror.

“not in the library, y/n! have a filter, would you?!” he scolded, playfully flicking your forehead. “you can do this, okay? trust me.” yubin slowly took his hand away from your mouth, giving you an encouraging smile as he nodded.

you returned the smile. “i trust you. thanks for helping me out, yubin-ah,” you thanked, linking your arms with his as you looked over the books on the table. “if i’m gonna pass this test, it’s gonna be because of you.”

“we haven’t started studying yet, y/n.” he chuckled, shaking his head. “let’s just go through the work today and see what areas you don’t understand, okay?” yubin smiled, ruffling your hair at the way you looked at him. “and if you understand the basics well, i’ll let you use my pretty colored pens you like to make your notes,” he explained, earning a grin from you.

“yes, score! let’s get started!”

yubin traced the words with his pencil. “yep, so when the positive moves to the other side like this, it becomes a negative. but if it just moves within, it remains positive,” he explained, looking at you to make sure you were listening.

he snickered at the way you were leaning your head on your hand, eyes fluttered close. if there was one thing he learnt within the two weeks of tutoring you, it was that you had the attention span of a goldfish — and you could sleep anywhere at any time.

and just like he did normally, yubin reached out to pat your head, running his fingers through your hair to wake you up. you sheepishly smiled as your eyes opened, meeting yubin’s kind gaze and apologizing softly before rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

“are you getting enough sleep, y/n?” he inquired, a tinge of worry clear in his tone as he looked at you. “you’ve been falling asleep during our lessons a lot these days.”

your brows furrowed, the question taking you off guard. your tutors rarely cared about you — only scolding you when you fell asleep during lessons before complaining to your teacher and giving up.

“i’ve been getting the night shifts at work, and the early morning classes don’t help, so i’m struggling a little,” you replied, looking at your book when you felt yubin’s eyes on you. “nothing big, though!” you waved it off, tracing random numbers as you pretended to study.

“do you have work today, too?” yubin inquired, his smile never fading, even for a second. “you have an exam tomorrow, you know? we can’t have my y/n falling asleep in the middle of their exam.” he laughed, avoiding the playful punch you threw his way.

“i do. in three hours, actually.”

“i’ll cover your shift for you. just stay home and study.”

your eyes widened at his words, shaking your head vigorously as you declined his offer. “no, no. it’s completely fine!” you waved your hands. “i won’t fall asleep. i’ll down three espressos as soon as i wake up. you don’t have to do that.”

“i wasn’t offering, love.” yubin chuckled, poking the side of your head. “i was telling you. i will cover your shift so you can study and get some rest before the exam.” despite the smile on his face, his strict tone told you there was no arguing with him.

“alright, alright.” you surrendered, nudging the male when he smiled victoriously. “thank you, yubin-ah. i owe you one.” you leaned forward, placing a chaste kiss on his cheek as a token of gratitude.

“if that’s your way of thanking me, i would’ve taken up your shifts two weeks ago.”

“y/n … sweet pea, when was the last time you left your desk?” a very concerned yubin would ask when he came to see you after coming back.

your assignment was due in a week, and yubin was an absolute angel in helping you out through every step. so when the weekend came where he was supposed to visit his parents, you urged him to focus on his family for the two days, letting him know you could handle the work — after all, you had a lot of time.

well, unluckily for you, the two days without yubin were when everything went downhill.

your teacher sent everyone an email stating they were collecting the assignments after the weekend, before also mentioning a few more pointers that needed to be included in order to get a passing grade on your assignment.

but of course, you being you, didn’t want to interrupt yubin’s weekend with his family, so you took up everything yourself, pulling constant all-nighters to work on the assignment that was due the next day.

“i don’t know. you should ask miss kwon,” you grumbled under your breath, typing furiously on your laptop. “she’s the reason i’m stuck at my desk, anyway.”

yubin sighed, noting the red splotches on your wrist, realizing you were forcing yourself to stay awake by pinching yourself. his gaze darted towards the orange medicine container and the countless power drinks that littered the floor.

“y/n, take a break now. i’m here, right? let’s just rest for an hour.”

you shook your head, scoffing as the thought of resting sounded ridiculous to you. “no, i can’t just ‘rest’, yubin! my teacher thought it was logical to pull back a deadline by a week and add even more pointers. i need to do well if i have to get into yonsei with you, and i know i’m lacking but–” you blabbered, anxious about the deadline that was approaching with each passing minute.

before you could register it, yubin held your face between his hands, pulling you closer as he softly placed a kiss on your lips. the kiss took you by surprise, but you couldn't help but chase his lips as he pulled away. your eyes were wide as yubin looked at you with a nervous smile, trying to read your expressions.

“i’ll stay up with you and help you with the assignment.” he promised, softly grasping your hands, his smile widening when you didn’t deny his touch. “just take a break for an hour, that’s all.”

“y-you are just gonna act all normal with me?” you avoided his gaze, pretending to be annoyed with the way the male kept smiling at you. “after what you just did?”

yubin grinned, pulling on your hands so your face was closer to his. “why? do you want more of that?” he asked, laughing when you pushed him away. “i didn’t want to do it like this, but i really like you, y/n.”

“i really like you too, yubin. and i’ve never been more thankful for my goldfish attention span since i met you because of it.”

© 2022 ALOHAJUN | PLEASE REFRAIN FROM COPYING OR REPOSTING MY WORK WITHIN OR OUTSIDE THIS SITE

[noisyghost]

just put a bandaid on it

[captainharlock]

made up an entire fake zero escape dead by daylight collab chapter with my friend who really likes dbd after i got her to play 999. i was thinking it would be called "seek a way out". kind of obsessed.

[polarsirens]

some very disjointed scenes i remember from this week's ep

[janghyungf]

OMG SHES SO PRETTYYY

[sysig]

Blood sugar levels (Patreon)

[kkurades]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ STAR CHILD aib characters having a s/o who is a kpop idol (headcannons!)

hikari kuina —

( before borderland!)

- she would be your biggest fan and supporter

- she’s definitely coming to all your concerts

- probably would have stalked you online

- listens to your songs when you are busy practicing and she misses you

- would be best friends with all of your group members

- they would all adore her oml

- she’d definitely steal your clothing but you don’t mind

- your fans would also adore her

- you’re her wallpaper and phone case lol

- she’d collect all of your picture cards and switches it online whenever she gets someone else

- she would be so embarrassed when she’d show you her room which was covered in posters with you on them

- likes to watch your interviews whenever she’s bored

- would 100% accompany you to any events and would fit right in

- but if you have to keep it secret you’d tell everyone that she’s your best friend

- she would do your makeup whenever she can

- will kiss your forehead right before your concert for luck

- she’ll teach you how to defend yourself from any perverts

( in borderland!)

- when you entered the beach her jaw dropped

- she was almost drooling at the sight of you

- chishiya would be so confused lol

- she’d nervously approach you after having stared at you for like ten minutes straight

- would blush anytime you’d smile at her

- she felt like she could faint when you sat down next to her at the bar

- kuina would be so annoyed whenever a guy tried to hit on you and had to resist rolling her eyes

- would protect you from anyone 24/7

- knows all your songs by heart

mira kano —

( before borderland! )

- she would listen to you while working on her plans bc your voice soothed her

- after a while she wanted to know whose angelic voice has been helping her for the past few months

- the moment she saw your face pop up on her screen she was in love

- she carefully planned a meeting where she would make you fall for her

- her mission to make you fall in love with her went smoothly

- she’d kiss you lovingly when you came home everyday after practise

- would be so proud and would show it

- she’d hide her sadistic side from you to make sure that you won’t leave her

- does anything you ask for

- makes you food everyday and makes sure that you stay healthy

( in borderland! )

- she would have been so fascinated by you

- she makes sure that she can protect you from the militants while trying not to seem suspicious

- it started with soft smiles and long eye contact but it developed into passionate kisses and loving words

- won’t hesitate to kill someone if they wronged you (not openly but through the games)

- makes sure that you get easy games with a 100% chance of surviving

- loves it when you sing to her

morizono aguni —

( before borderland! )

- would be your own personal bodyguard

- keeps paparazzi away from you

- doesn’t know anyone from the industry but will attentively listen to you when you rant about it

- will come to most of your concerts but don’t expect him to sing along

- he will tap his foot to the beat tho

- hatter will beg him to meet you

- you’d become best friends with hatter and aguni wouldn’t know how to feel about it

- definitely regrets introducing you to hatter bc now he always demands to go to your concerts

- he claims that hatter is a bad influence

- your group members would be so intimidated by him lol

- hates going to events but does it anyway because he wants to keep you safe

- he’ll turn up the radio whenever he hears one of your songs playing

- but will immediately turn it back down when it ends

- your fans would definitely make memes about him lol

- he would roll his eyes anytime someone mentions it

- people would be so confused as to why someone like you would date someone like him

- idk why but i feel like he would be kinda insecure about it but won’t tell a soul

( in borderland! )

- would meet you during a spades game

- thinks you’re attractive but also thinks you’ll die first

- is surprised when he finds out that you have the best condition out of everyone

- sticks to you like a bug because he likes you but won’t say it

- you’d have to start all the conversations

- at first he wouldn’t know what kpop is lol

- so when you tell him you were a kpop idol before the borderland he would be like ‘a what??’

- after you explain he’d be like ‘cool’

- he’ll search the city to find a cd/poster of you

- would be kinda weirded out how there is a whole ass shop with your face everywhere

- will find a picture card of you to carry around in his pocket

- tries to keep your overenthusiastic fans away

- especially the good looking ones

- likes it when you hum one of your songs under your breath while cuddling

- would listen to kpop songs for you and only you

rizuna ann —

( before borderland! )

- would be so annoyed by paparazzi

- she’d make sure you stay healthy and makes sure that you rest enough

- your group members would be kinda intimidated by her but would like her eventually

- she would talk to your manager whenever she sees that you’re uncomfortable in the clothing that you had to wear during a performance

- doesn’t often come to your concerts because she’s a busy woman but would if you ask her to

- finds it amusing when people find out that she’s dating the famous y/n

- she would make sure that you eat enough and will always make you something to eat for during practice

- you would definitely spoil her and she wouldn’t really mind it unless it’s really really really expensive but you won’t budge when she tells you to return it

- she will shamelessly walk around the house in your clothing

( in borderland! )

- wouldn’t know who you are

- probably heard someone talking about you in the hallways

- would be annoyed whenever someone flirts with you

- overprotective but won’t actually act on it??

- you will spend a lot of time around dead bodies if you want some quality time

- won’t let niragi 6 feet near you

- makes sure that you are always safe and checks for injuries after games

- silently hums her favourite song of your group under her breath while she works

ryohei arisu —

( before borderland! )

- hardcore fan

- buys every piece of merch even when you’re dating

- you always having to tell him to stop buying it because you could just give it to him for free

- he won’t listen tho

- will blast your songs in any car

- would be annoyed anytime his brother speaks with you

- karube and chota would straight up laugh in his face when he tells them he’s dating you

- but when he invites you to hang out with them they’d stare at you for at least five minutes

- arisu has to keep chota as far away as possible bc he keeps staring at you and it’s freaking him out

- while he also has to make sure that karube doesn’t flirt with you 24/7 lol

- worried about you because of the amount of hours that you have to train

- loves to see you wearing his clothes

- likes to read all the kpop drama

- would go to all your concerts and events

- but at your events he would feel so awkward

- upset over the fact that you have to keep your relationship on the low

- always makes sure that you eat, sleep and drink enough while he’s dying from dehydration

- he knows the choreography of your dances like the back of his hand

- he sings your songs like the national anthem while he showers

- you always save him the same seat at concerts that he loves because he claims to have the best view

- is your biggest supporter

- i’m almost a 100% sure that he has read every y/n fanfic there is

( in borderland! )

- won’t believe his eyes

- usagi had to hold him back from running up to you and asking for your signature

- you would find his silliness amusing

- would blush anytime you’d touch him even if you had to pull him away before he’d get shot

- staring at you 24/7

- you would be kinda freaked out but you’re used to it

- would definitely have gone to at least three of your concerts before the borderland

- makes sure that you’re safe during the games

- would definitely be jealous anytime a good looking person talks to you but he trusts you completely

shuntaro chishiya —

( before borderland! )

- he’d watch your interviews even though he claims that he doesn’t

- absolutely loathes paparazzi

- would hum your songs under his breath whenever he’s alone

- i feel like he’d have a shelf with all of your albums on it but won’t speak to you about it

- he’d feel so annoyed whenever you’d wear high heels because he’s so short

- would find it attractive tho

- while he doesn’t like physical contact in public he’ll often hold your hand if you get nervous because of paparazzi/fans

- will stalk your instagram

- uses your eyeliner and eyeshadow

- would smirk whenever one of your fans says that he’s hot

- he’d make sure that you stay healthy

- he’ll have a tea cup with your face on it but he would hide it from you

- he will kiss you softly after you have a hard day

( in borderland! )

- he honestly wouldn’t care tbh

- would be glad that you and kuina get along

- he’d kinda get annoyed if kuina is one of your fans and talks about you 24/7

- the reason is that he’d be like ‘she’s my girlfriend??’

- and kuina would then say ‘so?’

- and he’d roll his eyes before telling her to go find her own gf instead of obsessing over his

- he’d hate it whenever someone approaches you and starts flirting when he’s standing right beside you

- during games people will often recognise you and chose to stay with you

- he’ll use it to his advantage and won’t hesitate to use them as bait if needed

- thinks you’re soft so he’ll try to keep you out of harm’s way

- secretly plans on going to one of your concerts as soon as you leave borderland

- listens to your music whenever he’s wearing his earphones

suguru niragi —

( before borderland! )

- man would be shocked but he wouldn’t show it

- he says he doesn’t listen to kpop but secretly does

- purposely puts an arm around you to show the world that you’re taken

- he always looks good whenever the paparazzi takes a picture of you two

- only goes to concerts if you ask him to (borderline beg him to)

- while he almost never goes to the concert he does always pick you up

- likes going to events because they make him feel important since he’s surrounded by rich people but he’s only there bc of you lol

- won’t let paparazzi bother you

- will get overprotective of you whenever you feel uncomfortable

- he’s going to let everyone know that he’s dating the famous kpop idol y/n

( in borderland! )

- he’d just think you’re hot

- when you tell him though he’s surprised but doesn’t show it

- says that it’s stupid but thinks it’s literally so cool

- you will have to hold him back from attacking your fans lol

- he’s your personal guard dog

- protects you at all costs

- makes sure that your songs are blasting through every possible speaker on the beach

- hot make out sessions oml

- if you ever wrote a love song he’d go around telling people that you wrote it about him even though you didn’t even know that he existed before all of this happened

- he’d definitely take advantage of the fact that your very agile during your private time

takatora samura —

( before borderland! )

- let’s be honest guys the only possible way for you two to meet is through the internet

- i mean this dude practically doesn’t leave the house

- he would’ve liked one edit of you on tiktok and now your the only thing that’s on his fyp lol

- he wouldn’t know who you were and just thought that you sing pretty and look attractive

- i feel like he’d love your songs because they are so comforting and relatable

- then he’d look you up and follow you on instagram

- he’d probably write about your extraordinary on his blog

- his jaw would drop when you liked his post and left a thank you in his comment section

- after a while he would buy himself a ticket to one of your concerts bc he enjoyed your music

- he was slightly late so there weren’t much people outside

- you had also gone outside to mentally prepare yourself when he caught your eye

- you would smile at him and wave which he shyly returned

- unfortunately your short meeting had to end bc the concert was about to start

- i honestly have no clue as to how he managed to catch your attention later on but he did

- he’d go to all of your concerts knowing that singing is one of your passions

- absolutely hates going to events with every fiber in his body

- he’d be literally so supportive of you omg

( in borderland! )

- the moment that you walked into the beach for the first time his eyes were glued to you

- after a while you noticed his unwavering stare and smiled at him which made his face heat up slightly

- fortunately for him his face was covered by his tattoos

- when he found out that you are a kpop idol he started following you to make sure that nobody would do something to you

- when you kept seeing him everywhere you went you decided to greet him one morning after you saw him standing in the hallway not too far from your room

- man was flabbergasted but managed to hide it

- he just nodded at you in return so you made it a routine to wish him a good morning whenever you saw him guarding your room

- he’d never make a move even if he wanted to so you’ll have to do all the work

- whenever you tell him his tattoos look pretty he would blush so hard oml

- when fans recognise you in borderland they would be so shocked to find out that you’re dating him

- he’d definitely get your initials tattooed on his body

- you’d also decided to get his tattooed but really really small and somewhere where you can’t see it bc you’re an idol

- when he finds it he would be so obsessed with it

- he would pull out his katana to anyone who even dares to make you uncomfortable

- in public he’d stay slightly behind you to make sure that nobody can harm you in any way

- in private though he won’t let go of you

- your shared room would be filled with soft kisses and sweet words (mostly coming from you)

- he would roll his eyes anytime niragi would approach you

- you’re his first and only priority

yuzuha usagi —

( before borderland! )

- her dad would be your biggest fan oml

- i feel like he’d always put on your music during car rides

- she definitely discovered you through her dad

- would feel attracted to you and would like your music but that’s kinda it??

- until she meets you oml

- my girl has almost heart eyes but manages to hide it

- would shyly smile at you while her dad asks you for your signature

- you’d secretly give her one of your phone numbers with a ‘text me :)’ message written next to it

- she would be so shocked but when she turned to look back at you, you were already meeting other fans

- she rushes home with her dad to text you

- would smile so widely when you reply

- your daily texts and phone calls would increase and eventually you would want to meet her again

- you arrange a meeting where no one would recognise you

- when you make your relationship official you decided to keep it private

- she’d invite you over to dinner with her dad to officially meet him

- this man would be so in shock

- but he still manages to interrogate you about your intentions

- when he goes missing you’ll be the one to comfort her despite your busy scheme

( in borderland! )

- i think she would recognise you from somewhere but wouldn’t really know

- she would befriend you during a game when you help her

- while time passes you would become closer and more comfortable

- you’d tell her stories about how you travelled to all across the world for your job while she told you about her dad

- she would be comforted by you and will slowly fall for you

- soft kisses before games

- a lot of hand holding

- comforting words at night

- she will always make sure that you are alright

- during one of her searches for food she will see a kpop shop

- she would search for any cd’s, pictures, etc and would always carry it on her

©cupidsheqrt , 2022.

[aliceinborderlandscrolls]

Alice In Borderland

(Y/N) in Borderland

Getting Wasted With The Executives

(Y/N): “Unhand me devil spawn! I refuse to join your legion of darkness!”

Niragi: “I didn’t even touch you, idiot!”

(Y/N): “Your aura did!”

Niragi: “The fuck is that suppose to mean?!”

(Y/N): *stands on the table* That you need to be exercised back to where you came from!”

Mira: “Oh my… How much did they drink?”

An: “Chishisya here dared them to drink ten shots.”

Chishiya: *smirks* “I didn’t do anything, they came to the conclusion to prove me wrong themselves.”

Niragi: “Do you want to die?!”

(Y/N): *points at Niragi* “Bring it! I got the power of God and Kuina on my side!”

Kuina: *snorts*

Hatter: *laughing his ass off*

Niragi: “That’s it!” *lunges at the table*

(Y/N): *screams and jumps off* “Aguni help!”

Aguni: *sighs and stands up*

Samura: *watches the entire fight unfold*

Kuzuryu: “We’re never letting them get drunk again. This is chaos.”

Mahiru: *chuckles* “Agreed.”

[medi-bee]

isat pokemon au, my liege?

my rambling in tags

[princemonarchempress]

Had a very vague half-baked Hadestown au on the back of my brain a while back

It didn't go much beyond an excuse to draw siffrins of various siffrinage as the fates... yes i know the change god doesn't technically count as a Siffrin but i was running out

but some unfinished comics below the cut

[rwrbsource]

FirstPrince In Every Universe » Formula One

Alex Claremont Diaz has always been the underdog. Going through karting and F3 as one of the few kids not being supported by rich and connected parents, he had made it to his rookie season in F1 on pure talent. He had earned being called F1's newest Wunderkind - if only people would stop comparing him to Henry Fox. Fox who's two Championship title's may have dispelled any nepo baby discussions but certainly had not fooled Alex. He still remembers the arrogance Henry had bought to every karting race in their teenage years, no matter how much he now tried to present himself as everything but. Henry Fox has spend his childhood running around the Mercedes garage, cheering on his father. All that stopped when Arthur Fox tragically passed in a racing accident while chasing his third F1 Championship title. Now over a decade later Henry has followed his father's footsteps as far as they had lead him and is going into the newest season as the projected frontrunner, all but set to earn his third title. If only his feelings on his childhood rival wouldn't get in his way, now that Alex has earned himself a seat in the Ferrari team.

[pinkmirth]

What do you think Reiner and his s/o would argue about in a relationship? I can't imagine it would last long

BACK TALK, reiner braun !

SYNOPSIS — just a fluffy lil drabble about reiner wanting to take care of you. he doesn’t want to argue, but you’re just so stubborn…

CONTAINS — 1k words of . . . fluff, fem!reader (black coded), “girly-girl” reader, reiner feeds you, lowercase intended, just sappy stuff with this caring gentleman <3 (kinda sorta self indulgent!)

this is a tough one, nonnie…. only because maturity is reiner’s best attribute! picking a problem with you is the last thing this man wants to do, and he’s very slow to anger. you’re right about any disputes not lasting long! even if he tried, reiner can’t stay mad at you.

the most that could happen between you and him are petty squabbles about preferences, something dumb like waffles over pancakes! the pair of you ultimately laugh it off and end up cuddling once all is said and done. It’s hard to envision a topic that could stir such a reaction from him to the point where he’s arguing with you. i think the only thing that would get him going back and forth in an “argument” is if he’s worried about you, but you decide to be stubborn with him.

for instance, you’re tired and have been studying all day, and he just wants you to allow yourself to relax. but! you’re persistent on finishing up your assignments. he’d probably grow upset and insist that you deserve a break . . . (veryyy self indulgent ‘cause i’ve been studying for a gajillion tests lately!)

dull thuds of reiner’s heavy footsteps upon carpet announce his entrance into your room. he strolls around your cozy little home-desk, the one he helped you build a couple months back when the school semester first began. it’s adorned in sanrio stickers galore and polaroid pictures of you and him, nostalgic square photos secured with baby-pink thumbtacks. reiner circles you with a brooding silence, flitting his eyes from the slideshow on your laptop screen to your scribbled notes. you feel him linger behind your chair, but opt on saying nothing.

“baby, c’mon…” reiner calls out, his tone borderline pleading, “you’ve been here for hours.” from behind your seat, he inches in until he’s close enough to rest his weighty hands on your stiffened shoulders. reiner’s warm palms rub along the junction of your neck. it’s helping— he can see it in the way your body slackens in your swivel chair.

“i gotta prep for tomorrow’s test,” his touch brings you to release a lax hum, but you don’t allow yourself to dwell on it for long. the fleeting moment of bliss he provides ends too soon, as you smooth out your oversized baby-pink tee-shirt and begin to refocus on your work.

“have you eaten?” he asks. the shake of your head brings about his frown. you could surely get your work done without depriving yourself of basic needs… all he wants is for you to be well taken care of. “no, not yet.” you spare him a glance before looking back over your laptop.

reiner’s hand shoots out, grabbing your chair and turning you halfway-round to face him. the closeness of his face to yours makes it seem like the perfect opportunity to press your lips to his and linger there for a while. instead, you remain still, choosing a safer route by stealing glances of his handsome attributes. your eyes run across his prominent collarbone peeking through his low-neck sweatshirt, the slight clench of his firm jaw, most especially the raw concern swimming in his honey-golden eyes. “why not?” reiner questions, with his brows drawn tight in worry. you whirl back around, for the sake of your own resolve.

“because i’m studying, reiner.”

“no, you’re cramming.” he corrects. reiner can read you like a damn storybook; it’s almost as though he knows you more than his very own self. “at least i’m drinking water,” you raise a bottle from your desk for emphasis. water sloshes in the cylindrical confines as you set it back down, “happy?”

reiner rolls his tongue and prods at his inner cheek. he decides to pay no mind to your little attitude. “water’s fine, but you need food.”

“a meal would be too heavy for me... i’d probably end up falling asleep.” you haphazardly shoo his suggestion, scribbling bullet points onto your notebook.

“so a snack would be better, then? your favorite fruit is in the fridge downstairs.” reiner turns on his heel, intent on coming back with a bowl of nicely-cut strawberries and mangoes. you reach out, clasping onto him forearm before he zips out of your room and descends the flight of stairs. “it’s okay, reiner.” you assure. the ends of your manicured nails ghost his wrist.

“is it really? ‘cause it’s hard to believe that you don’t want me to get anything at all.” he quirks up a thin brow as he says it. reiner knows just how much you need his support— you’re simply choosing to act like you don’t.

“i’ll get somethin’ to eat later, i promise.” with the twirl of your ballpoint-pen, you’re back to writing. this is his third time checking up on you, and you give him the same answer with every visit. all this stubbornness has gone on long enough.

“you may be busy, but you’re also tired.” he's quick to snatch the pen from your hands, right in the middle of you scrawling a sentence onto lined paper. “hey! reiner, give it—”

“nuh-uh. stop bein’ difficult about it.” he plants a large hand onto the back of your macbook and shuts it closed. you do an over-exaggerated huff, make a pout, throw in a bratty eye roll— he doesn’t care for it. what you need is to allow him take care of you. he can’t let his darling work herself to death, now can he? not in a literal sense, but he wouldn’t forgive himself for allowing this to continue.

“i’ll be right back, okay? and for the love of god, don’t open that goddamn laptop.” he makes his leave. you hear the faint hum of a microwave. it doesn’t take long for him to return, with a steaming plate of food in hand. reiner takes joy in replacing that stupid notebook of yours with the reheated dinner that he cooked up for you over an hour ago.

he pulls up a seat, scoots in close, and brings a hot forkful up to your mouth. “don’t argue. just eat, baby.”

this sly man knows that it’s your favorite food. you have no energy left to brush him off. finally, you give in. with a soft ‘ah’, you allow reiner to feed you. there’s a satisfied gleam in his eye as he stuffs your mouth with bite after bite.

“it’s good?” he softly asks. you cover your mouth while chewing, giving him a sheepish nod. “mm-hm.”

“you feel better, don’t you?” reiner nudges your shoulder with his broader one. you don’t try to fight the smile overtaking your lips. “i do…” you relent, looping your arms around his neck. he firmly hugs you in one arm, and uses his unoccupied hand to hold onto the ceramic plate. over half of the food’s gone.

he hears your quiet, sincere ‘thank you’ murmured into his chest, feels your frame relax against his. “good.” reiner sighs into your hair. he wants you to put yourself first, every single time. “that’s good.”

[whoseholtz]

if i could tell her | will smith

pairing : will smith x fem!reader

warnings : the BRIEFEST mention of being drunk underage, cursing, situationships (ick), reader is a theater kid, use of y/n, dear evan hansen, kissing, but just sickening fluffiness mainly <3

summary : will finally plucks up the courage to tell y/n he wants their relationship be more than just casual, and when he tries confessing he unintentionally quotes dear evan hansen

word count : 2.5k

Y/N and Will had been casually ‘going out’ for around a month now, but due to their conflicting schedules, they rarely got time alone together. Whenever either party had ever felt like they had the right moment to attempt at confessing, something always seemed to come up, or in many cases, ruin the moment.

The previous Monday, Will was quite literally seconds away from finally, officially, asking Y/N out. But do you know what happened? Gabe interrupted; the moment was perfect, and his teammate had ruined it.

Will attempted not to seem phased by it and tried to move on, but he still felt a hint of bitterness in his stomach when he thought back to that day.

However, the failed attempts aside, Will was determined that today was the day; in a few hours, Y/N would be his girlfriend and he would be her boyfriend. At least that was the hope.

Everything was planned out; that very night was Y/N’s first performance in front of a sold-out audience as Evan Hansen in BC’s production of DEH. He was so proud of her to be able to land the main role in the musical, nevermind that it was a usually male-dominated part to have.

Will has spent hours with her rehearsing, reading lines back and forth to help her learn them perfectly and not mess up. The girl had already known the entire musical by heart, but conditioning yourself to then only play one role was actually quite difficult, something she found out rather quickly.

While the boy wouldn't admit it, he actually enjoyed the soundtrack and found himself listening to the songs in his day-to-day life, even on the way to training.

On one particular occasion, he’d been walking to the rink on his own before Gabe and Ryan had joined him, and due to the noise canceling on his headphones, he hadn't realized until Ryan had nudged him in the side lightly, he'd jumped and paused his music.

This led to him being asked what he was listening to, and without really thinking, he’d replied, “Oh, just Dear Evan Hansen, you know.” Needless to say, he’d been teased for being a theater kid multiple times since then.

This musical had somewhat become a shared passion between Will and Y/N, and even though the hockey player wasn't directly involved in the production, he still felt as though he had become a part of the family that was the cast and crew. Most of his time was taken up by hockey, but that didn't stop him from popping in and helping wherever he could.

Ironically, the group had always referred to Will as “Y/N’s boyfriend," and every time either of them tried to remind anybody that they weren't official yet, eyes would be rolled and unconvinced looks would be pointedly given. So, maybe it was about time they could make the nickname accurate.

Special. That’s what he wanted this to be: special. It was all planned out to be just that, and with the night that it was going to be, Will thought it was no better timing than the present.

Smiling to himself, he thought about the fact that, if all went to plan, he could be cheering from the audience for his girlfriend, not just whatever he was supposed to call her right now.

Presently, Will stood at the entry to the block of dorms Y/N stayed in. He had asked his teammates to help pick an outfit for him and hoped it would impress the girl he was hoping to sweep off her feet.

He wore his favorite suit, a maroon-red color similar to the colors of Boston College itself, with a matching tie and white shirt. Perhaps it was cliche; the more he thought about it, the worse those concerns made him worry, but he brushed the thoughts out of his mind, watching the doorway with anticipation.

In his hands, he held a sweet bouquet of flowers—pink tulips, to be exact. No, he couldn't confirm they were her favorite flower, but he always associated her with the flowers. The first time he looked on her Instagram, the emoji in her bio stood out to him immediately.

He had accidentally admitted this fact to the old lady who owned the local florist, but instead of laughing at him, the lady smiled with a twinkle in her eye, muttering something affectionately along the lines of “young love.”

A creak from the door in front of him swiftly took him back to his current situation, and he looked up, his voice catching in his throat for a moment. In front of him was a flustered Y/N, and Will truly felt like the luckiest person in the world.

“Hi!” the girl squeaked out enthusiastically. "Sorry, I took a little longer than you probably expected; I couldn't find my key,” she explained, looking slightly guilty.

“It’s no problem; genuinely, I would’ve waited hours if you needed me to.” Will spoke sweetly. Y/N took it as a dramatic use of hyperbole, but in the boy’s mind, he was speaking nothing but the truth. “These are for you,” he added, handing the bouquet of tulips to the girl. “I didn't know which flowers you liked, but, uh, these reminded me of you.”

“They're gorgeous! And... pink tulips are actually my favorite; you must be psychic.” or maybe he just looked at her Instagram too many times—the same difference, really. Y/N was sure that her heart rate was about 1000 beats per minute, but she calmed herself down with some deep breaths.

“Could I?” She gestured her head between the flowers and the hallway she had just appeared from, asking if she could go and put the flowers back in her dorm, and Will nodded, silently sighing in relief at a moment to get himself together.

After a few minutes, Y/N got back, and Will offered his arm for her to take. She did as prompted, and he led her onward. The first part of his plan was in motion; phew, now all he had to do was not mess up the date or the whole part where he was going to ask Y/N to be his girlfriend.

Unfortunately, part of the plan had Will relying on his friends. Yes, he trusted them, but he still anxiously awaited what he was going to be presented with when they arrived at the park.

He had spent all morning preparing a picnic basket of foods for their date; he’d even taken a trip to a store to buy a wicker basket and a red check blanket to fully complete the aesthetic.

Yet, he was (thankfully) pleasantly surprised when, as he brought the girl through the park, his picnic was perfectly set out for their date. He’d need to remember to thank the boys later. Will looked at Y/N, nervous for her reaction, to see what could only be described as pure joy painted across her expression.

“Will! This is so cute,” she let out a squeal of awe. “You didn't have to; oh my gosh, this is so cute.” She promptly wrapped her arms around the boy, kissing him on the cheek in excitement. His cheeks lit up at this, because while she’d kissed him on the cheek before, it never stopped feeling like the first.

They sat together in the afternoon sun, engaged in conversations about many topics ranging from hockey to Taylor Swift, but somehow, the topic of Dear Evan Hansen had not come up yet, which Will sort of wanted it to, so he could approach what he’d been waiting to say for a long while now.

“And then the show's tonight, and like Ms. Laynor said, we could have a few hours to ourselves before we had to get ready for the opening, right? But she never specified what time we needed to be at the theater, so I just thought four hours before was good, you know. Arrive at 4 p.m. in time for the show at 8, perfect!” Y/N ranted on slightly, but Will listened intently, nodding in agreement with her decision.

“Yeah, I think four hours is good, and if she needs you before then she can always message you.” Will reassured the girl, his eyes twinkling affectionately at the passion she held for the theater. Just seeing the smile that graced her face made the boy know this was it—this was the time he was going to do it. He wasn't sure why he knew, but the moment felt right. He took a deep breath before speaking.

“There's really nothing like your smile; have I ever told you that? It's sort of subtle, but real, and it's perfect." Will started; he had a habit of talking with his hands, and as he spoke, it was highlighted. “And I don't think you know how amazing seeing your smile can make someone feel—can make me feel!”

Y/N watched him talk, stunned and speechless as Will confessed what he had never had the guts to speak out loud before. “And I know that when you're bored in class, you start doodling in the margin of your books, and I noticed that you annotate your books with a pen when you see something you like.”

Admitting this took bravery, but honestly speaking, the boy still hadn't come to terms with the fact that this was actually real.

“But I’ve kept it all inside; I haven't said it to you. I’ve wanted to, seriously, but I couldn't seem to talk to you about it; I couldn't find a way, and I didn't know if we were on the same page because sometimes it feels like we're a million worlds apart, so it was like, where am I meant to start? And how do I say it?"

He took a long breath before he said the most important part, “I love you.”

That was it; he’d done it; he’d said it. There was no taking it back now. He felt close to exploding as he looked directly into her eyes for the first time since he’d started talking. Y/N looked close to crying. Will could only hope that was positive, but the demons in his head only told him of the rejection that was coming.

“Will. I don't know what to say. He braced himself for the harsh reality check he feared was building. “That's the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. Wow. I love you too, seriously.”

He deflated, “I get it,” before his mind fully comprehended what he’d just heard. “Wait, what?” His previously crestfallen body language perked up instantly. Did she seriously say what he thought she had? Surely he had to be dreaming, and resisting the urge to pinch himself to check was becoming increasingly difficult.

“I love you too,” she smiled. “And I think if I hadn't already been, the fact you just quoted Dear Evan Hansen to tell me how you felt would've made me fall in love on the spot.” She said it meaningfully; his words had been quotes from a song, yet somehow, everything he said felt raw and honest, like he had written the song about her.

With the realization of what he’d done, Will groaned inwardly, “Fuck, there's no way I plagiarized my confession of love from Dear Evan Hansen. I’m so embarrassing.” He knew the words had been too smooth to be completely his own, but of all the things he had to quote from, It was the musical his girlfriend was going to perform in a few hours.

“What? No, you aren't! You genuinely don't know how much it means. You spent so much time helping me rehearse for the performance when you didn't have to, when we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, but you did anyway. And you memorized the lyrics, and now you're quoting the songs when you tell me you love me.”

Y/N looked at him with an expression of pure adoration and said, “You're not embarrassing at all; you're just possibly the sweetest person I’ve ever met.”

“I never meant it in a bad way that it was quotes from there. I mean, you changed it so it would fit me; that's just about the most thoughtful thing in the history of things. It was personal, to me and to us; that's what matters.” and she was extremely serious when she said that.

The idea that someone she'd fallen in love with cared at all about her passions meant everything, and then for the love to be requited felt like a million years of joy all at once. The boy felt the same, along with a major sense of relief and, well, a hint of lingering embarrassment.

“I’m glad, wow. I’ve been waiting so long to finally tell you this. I can't even believe it's just happened and that you actually like me back, and all the rejection scenarios I imagined were stupid.” He was cut off by the pressing of a kiss on his lips.

“Shut up,” she mumbled affectionately against his lips, smiling slightly into the kiss. Any of their previous fluttering, drunk kisses were forgotten at this moment; the passion after months of mutual pining solidified this as the first kiss, not just for them as a couple but for them as people too.

They continued for a few seconds before both of them lay down on the blanket, somewhat starstruck, letting the situation completely settle in their minds. It was a comfortable silence as they replayed the moment in their heads like a film reel.

It had gotten to 4 p.m. and Y/N had left for the theater. Will spent the time he had between then and the show in a few hours processing everything that had gone down. It honestly shocked him that he’d ever followed through with the plan to begin with.

Fast forward to the performance. Will sat in one of the closest rows to the stage, excited to watch Y/N perform a project she’d been working on for so long. Personally, he was extremely impressed; the entire cast had worked their asses off, and it was definitely worth it.

While Will had listened to the soundtrack, he’d never seen the full musical performed, and seeing it there was something special, especially knowing how much it meant to the people on stage. As the production came to an end and the cast performed their curtain call, the audience gave them a standing ovation.

Y/N, as the title character, got her own turn to bow and take in the true feeling of the audience clapping for you and cheering for you. The feeling was indescribable, but at that time she felt on top of the world, lost in the moment, at a peak in her life.

She was grinning ear to ear as she met the eyes of Will in the crowd, and this somehow prompted the hockey player to shout, “That’s my girlfriend!” at the top of his lungs.

Needless to say, he was extremely embarrassed that he'd said that out loud, but it got his point across in a pretty public way, no doubt about that. Y/N laughed slightly before the rest of the cast joined back into a line with her, taking their final bows as the curtain closed, the show ending.

a/n :: thank you for reading!! the formatting ended up a bit weird and i had to reupload this bc tumblr decided to bully me and not submit this to tags... but hopefully it works now and i hope you enjoyed :3

[devilish-mirage]

Lucky

Soft!Marc Spector x Fem!Reader

Warnings; sexual innuendos, slight angst but this is so sweet istg it's giving cavity

Summary; Marc gotta keep his hand to himself but how could he when you looked like that?

Word count; 900+

A/n; this- this is my masterpiece! This is honestly my new favorite fic. Thank u for beta reading this, my beloved fefe @friendlyneighbourhood-parker!

Masterlist

“Are you ready, baby?” Marc peaked his head through the door, his eyes widened for a moment at the sight of you.

You look gorgeous in that dress, it was honestly his favorite dress and you knew that, that’s why you’re wearing it.

“Such a tease.” He murmured under his breath with a smile, then his gaze softened when he saw you struggling to zipped it up.

You stared at him through the reflection on the mirror, smiling when you put your hands down, you gave up on zipping the zipper on the back since you couldn’t reach it.

“Well, hello there sexy. Mind lending me a hand?” He grinned, nodding and wasted no time making his way to you, softly smiling while looking down at that particular space on your neck. He zipped the dress up and leaned down to kiss your nape and slowly make his way to that spot.

“You look amazing in this, absolutely gorgeous.” He murmured on your skin, softly tracing his fingertips down your shoulders and arms.

You hummed at him, “I know” smiling as you moved your head to the side so you can give him more space to kiss.

He gripped your arms before spinning you around, he trailed his touch down to each sides of your waist, placed them there and squeezed, smiling softly as he stared deep into your eyes.

“You’re gorgeous.”

You nodded your head, feeling your smile grow wider when you heard that sentence.

“Yes, you’ve said that already.”

“I don’t think I’ve said it enough, though?”

You hit his chest playfully, “Stop, you’re making me blush, Marc.”

He teasingly squeezed both of your hips as he smirked down at your flustered state.

“Nah, don’t wanna.”

You tried to glared at him, you wanted to look mad at him so badly but the wide grin on your face betrayed you,

“My gorgeous, gorgeous girl.”

He leaned down and planted his forehead on yours, closing his eyes for a moment and just enjoy the silence before whispering a soft, “We’re so lucky to have you,” he opened his eyes to stare at your eyes, feeling the smile unconsciously formed on his face, “I’m so lucky to have you.”

You giddily smiled at his antics, “Aww, baby. I’m also the luckiest woman in the world to have you guys, you guys are my world.” Cupping both of his cheeks between your hands, rubbing your noses together, “You are my world, Marc.”

He stared down at you, “how can you be real? Wait- are you even real?”

You threw him a teasing smirk, pulling both of his cheeks down to meet your lips. “Why don’t you kiss me and find out, moon boy?”

“Don’t have to tell me twice.”

He met your lips in the middle, holding your nape in place as he softly moved his lips with yours in a slow and loving kiss before softly pulling away.

“Oh, you’re real alright. But I’mma need a couple more just to make sure.” Lips brushing into yours with every word that he said.

You both shared a couple more kisses after that, sweet and passionate ones.

“You’re my everything, my home, my world,” he smiled against your lips, a smile so genuinely that you felt your heart swoon at the sight.

Marc was not one to show his emotions openly, always opting to bury it all down and handle them by himself but that was before he met you.

The light of his darkest night, his savior- “My paradise.”

“Marc,“ you frown slightly, remembering all those hardships and painful experiences that he went through, he shook his head smiling softly as he leaned down to kiss you again.

He knew what you were thinking, you were the kindest and bravest person he have ever met.

You stayed at his worst time and didn’t back down nor run away from him when he told you everything.

You were always so worried for him and he’s grateful for that.

You felt his hand move down from your waist to your thigh, they slowly trailed up and sneaked their way into your dress, slowly creeping up and you had to physically hold his arm in place.

You leaned back, glaring at him while he stared at you innocently, “Marc! We’ll be late for our reservation!”

He leaned down again, kissing the side of your neck, murmuring “We could be a little late, it’s fine.” on your skin.

You gripped both of his arms and tried to push him away, “No, we’ve postponed this date for three days already!” he groaned, hugging your waist as he pressed both of your body close.

“It’s not my fault you look like this,”

“Like what?”

He leaned back and stare at you with a giddy smile, “Mine.”

You froze on the spot, feeling the blush creeped to your face. He wiggled his eyebrows at you and you punched his chest, “No, no, no.”

“You are not seducing me with this type of crappy cheesy pick up line.”

He laughed out loud, holding your arm and kissed your palm, eyes still boring deep into yours. “Oh, come on. You love them.” Your glare hardened at him making him playfully frown.

“Can’t I at least have my dessert first?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?”

You pinched both of his cheeks hard and he finally gave up, letting you go. You waste no time walking away from him.

Who knew when he’ll change his mind? Better be safe than sorry.

“Yes, now come on.”

He shook his head, a wide smile adorned his face as he followed you outside.

“Right behind you, ma’am.”

[werelosingdaylight]

Peace

Any AIB Character x GN!Reader

REQUESTED? Yes • [No]

WORD COUNT: 787

SUMMARY| It’s one of your worse days, will they be able to catch you this time?

WARNINGS: Mentions of death & suicide, Reader struggles from depression, if I’m forgetting something let me know!

Adm Note: This honestly started off as me venting and I just turned it into a story. Everything I wrote is below the cut! Feel free to imagine any AIB character you want, this takes place in the real world but you remember everything from the borderlands! I am going to sleep, Goodnight/morning/afternoon and I love you all! <3

Standing on the roof of the building, nearing the edge slowly but surely, like a sailor being lured into the water by a sirens song. It's like a wire was wrapped around your body, making you walk closer to the edge but being the only thing keeping you up from the fall. but you didn't hold fear in your body from the possibility that you could fall.

It's not that you truly wished for death but you welcomed the feeling of peace that came with the idea of death. There are many things you wished to accomplish, and experience but was it worth the fight? Was it worth waking up everyday and struggling to find the strength to get out of your bed? Was it worth the not being able to take care of yourself, not getting up to shower or eat?

You didn't know what would hurt the people you cared for more. If you were to let yourself fall from the roofs edge, or if they notice you had slowly been rotting away before their eyes and they were to late to stop it? You knew it was selfish, to put them through that pain just for you to find peace, but you couldn't keep up the act anymore.

The act of going about your life as if you weren't dying inside from the evil whispers of death that plagued your mind daily.

It's like you're drowning, but no matter how fast and hard you swim through the water it's never quick enough. Sometimes it takes years to finally break through the surface, and even then it's not over. At some point you will be swept back into the dark waters and start your struggle all over again.

You can choose to keep fighting against the currant and to find the will to live your life to to fullest, make the happy memories you craved to have with people. You can win your battle, even with tears in your eyes and a burning in your eyes; you can win.

Or you could succumb to the currant and let the water fill your lungs after you blackout, being yet another soul to lose the war with yourself; the kind of soul that is so broken the grim reaper himself sheds tears for you. You can let your demons win, but what would you win? Peace?

Peace would get lonely after a while, and you will watch everyone move on, leaving you in the past, until you were forgotten completely.

Your fingers curled into your palm, battling with your mind once again as your desire to live crawled from the cage it had been trapped in. "Y/N?" That voice caused all the battling to stop, the voice filled with worry at seeing you so close to the edge.

Your shoulders visibly relaxed, you weren't going to leave them; you didn't want them to go through that pain. You didn't want to be the cause of their heart ache, you wanted to protect them from it.

Stepping back down from the ledge, you noticed how they let out a sigh of relief from the corner of your eye. Turning you tried to send them a small smile, but your lower lip trembled as salty tears pooled in your eyes; but that didn't compare to the sting of them watching you like that. Like you would slip through their fingers, like you were grains of sand that would fall from their hands when the wind blew to hard.

They wordlessly walked over and pulled you into them, a hand on your lower back rubbing soothing circles into the fabric of your hoodie; their other hand was cradling the back of your head like you would disappear the moment they let you go.

This was one of your worse days, but they were always there to catch your fall. Maybe, they were your peace. Your safe haven in the middle of the whirling storm of your mind; and even if it's only temporary, you would appreciate every effort they made.

The warmth from the hug radiated pure love and relief as they tried to ground themselves of the fact that you are still here, not caring about the silent tears that had fallen from your eyes and soaked through their shirt as you found comfort in their arms.

You're okay, You're still here. They can still feel your pulse beating heavily. They can still feel your warmth. They can still feel you.

For now, you were okay being in their arms underneath the billions of stars that decorated the skies. Yes, sometimes you had bad days, but moments like this made you remember why you wanted to be alive.