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chvnnie · 2 years

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Dream

han jisung x reader

word count: 2.9k

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff, smut - MINORS DNI

warnings: reader is anxious (but there is no use of the word "anxiety") so mentions/descriptions of anxiety, pet names: sprout/squish, baby, breast/nipple play, a teeny bit of dirty talk, unprotected sex (don't do that), slight breeding kink? kinda?, they are in looooovvvveeee, just a bunch of fluff/making love. if i missed anything, PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

summary: the world has been against you lately, but jisung will always be there to keep you safe.

a/n: sorry for being so MIA lately - this fic is a perfect representation of how i've been feeling lately, and why i've been kinda silent. hopefully this feeling will pass soon, and i can write more content for you guys. pls enjoy, sorry for being an anxious mess lately <3

this is a work of fiction. this fic in no way represents han jisung as a person or stray kids as a whole. you are responsible for the media you consume. please read responsibly.

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It’s been a long, long day.

Anything that could have gone wrong today, did go wrong. You dropped your toothbrush in the toilet, you burnt your breakfast, your makeup smudged the second you put it on. Everything was awful, and that’s not even an exaggeration. Today has been terrible for you.

It was never ending, this string of bad luck you hit. Stuck in traffic for fifty minutes (seriously, what the fuck was that about?), then the grocery store was sold out of grapes. The cherry on top was stepping in gum, stuck to the hot pavement, in a brand new pair of white shoes.

Respectfully, today could go fuck itself.

The excursion to the store and back was enough trauma for the day. After unloading the groceries, you retreated to the bedroom, stripping out of your outside clothes in favor of something cozier. One of your boyfriend’s oversized hoodies and leggings sounded like the best outfit to wear to your pity party.

Pulling the hood over your head, you tugged on the strings, hiding all of your facial features (minus your nose). You curled up on top of the made bed, clicking through multiple streaming services until you found something comforting to watch.

You needed this. Fuck, after today, you deserved this.

Midway through an episode of some silly sitcom, your phone buzzed. Through the teeny hole in the scrunched hoodie, you checked it to find a message from Jisung.

Ji: [03:45] hiiiii baby. just wanted to let you know i’m going to be a little late tonight — we’re having a bit of a crisis in the studio and i don’t think i’ll get to slip away at my normal time. pls don’t wait on me for dinner. love you bunches, sprout.

The universe really said fuck you today, huh?

It really wasn’t that big of a deal, Jisung often stays late to work on things. You knew that late nights and early mornings were a part of his job when you started dating, and had always accepted it. Jisung loves his job, and you’ll never not support him as he chases his dreams.

But that was a blow. You had begun counting down the hours the moment your toothbrush hit the toilet bowl. You needed to be wrapped in his arms more than anything right now, and to know you won’t be getting that anytime soon-

The floodgates opened, a steady stream of hot tears rolling down your face. God, this was silly, wasn’t it? To be so mopey about Jisung working late, as if this isn’t a common occurrence. There’s no reason for you to be acting this way, to be so upset that you can barely think.

It’s just been a really bad day.

Shaky hands picked up your phone, eyes blurred as you typed out a response.

You: [04:05] ok! please make sure to eat and hydrate. love you bunches, squish, see you later.

You slid your phone across the bed, wanting it as far away from you as it could get. Your body felt heavy, chest tight as new tears welled up in your eyes. It felt silly, and even though it’s not, you still couldn’t shake the feeling that you were overreacting. He always works late, why is it the end of the world today?

Because it’s been a really bad day. Because a bunch of minor inconveniences have built up into something bigger, and his text was the trigger. The breaking point. The point of no return.

You’re not sure how long you laid there crying, unable to bring yourself out the ball you’ve curled yourself in. The show you were watching had stopped, and your hands had grown cold from lack of use.

Painfully, you unfurled yourself, pulling the hood off your head. The once golden room was now shades of orange; the early sunset flooding through your thin curtains. It felt cozy, almost comforting to see the walls painted with new hues, rays of pink intertwined with the orange.

It almost made you forget why you were so upset in the first place, like the day was repaying you for treating you like shit with a beauty so breathtaking it eased your soul.

You pulled yourself out of bed, slowly dragging yourself into the kitchen. Body sluggish, you began to sort the ingredients for tonight’s dinner. The meal plan reminded you that it was one of Jisung’s favorite dishes, a little heart at the end of sentence. A reminder to make extra for him.

Suddenly, your face was hot again, eyes blurring as fresh tears began to spill. Fuck, again? But you were just fine? Were you not just smiling, humming as you started to prep the ingredients? Why did it hit you out of the blue? Why won’t this feeling go away?

You didn’t even bother reshelving the food, leaving everything behind as you retreated back to the bedroom. This time you curled under the blankets, pulling them up and over your head. If you could just block out the world, maybe the hurt would cease to exist. Maybe the overwhelming waves that threatened to drag you down would calm.

Maybe you could pretend today never even happened if you just forgot the world around you existed.

Grabbing Jisung’s pillow, you brought it to your chest, hugging it tightly. Your nails dug into the cotton pillowcase, determined to keep it as close to you as possible. It smelled like him, like his cocoa butter lotion and the woodsy shampoo he loves. Willing yourself to breathe, you inhaled the familiar scents, letting them ease the pressure.

He would be home soon. It would all be okay.

Your nose burned as you sniffled, the sound so loud you didn’t even hear the bedroom door open. In fact, you were completely unaware that you were no longer alone until the comforter was pulled back.

“Baby?” Your boyfriend’s voice was soft, laced with concern and confusion. “Are you alright?”

That’s when your light tears became a full sob, chest burning as you let out every ounce of pain you’ve felt today. You shook your head, squeezing the pillow against your chest until you felt like it had become an extra limb.

Jisung was under the covers, right next to you in less than thirty seconds. Still fully dressed, he grabs your shell of a body, tugging you into his chest. One hand wrapped around your center, the other cradles your head, keeping you close enough to hear his heartbeat. “Shh, baby. I’ve got you.”

In his hold, you let everything go. Every bit of frustration and pain you’ve felt today, flowing out in the form of salty tears and hiccups. They rolled off your face and onto his leather jacket, soaking the spot where your head laid limp. Jisung said nothing, simply threading his fingers through your hair and softly brushing the tangles you’ve acquired throughout the day.

Eventually, the tears began to slow, your breaths evening out. Tension began to ease, shoulders relaxing as the pain of the day started to become unreachable.

Only once you stopped crying did Jisung speak up. “Do you want to talk about it?”

With a sniffle, you pulled the pillow out from between your bodies and nuzzled into his chest, letting yourself feel his body heat completely. You recounted your day, sharing every detail of your awful day with your boyfriend.

“It’s silly.” You mumble against his chest, bringing your sweater paws up to wipe your eyes. “It wasn’t like anything big happened-“

“Nothing you ever feel is silly.” Jisung responses, grabbing your wrist to move your hands out of your face. “A lot of shit happened today. It makes sense that you were upset, and you’re valid in those feelings.”

Looking up, you meet his eyes for the first time this evening. Partially hidden behind his dark hair, his starry eyes stared down at you. The love in them was overwhelming, a warm sensation washing over you as you took them in. Looking at him, seeing all the universes he held within his eyes, always made you feel lighter, made you feel safe.

“Thank you.” You whisper, moving your hands so they intertwine with his.

“You don’t have to thank me.” Bringing your hands to his lips, he kissed the back of them, lips warming your cool skin. “But I do have one question. Why didn’t you call me?”

The question made you pause - wasn’t it obvious? “You said there was a crisis, I didn’t want to pull you away from work-“

“There was, but it wasn’t more important than you.”

“Ji-“

“I’m serious. You’re my priority.”

“But, it’s your dream-“

“No. It’s a career. You’re my dream, Sprout.”

Your eyes stung, but you didn’t have time to focus on that. Not when your hands were moving to his face, lovingly cupping it as you pulled it down to meet yours. Lips crashing against each other, you kissed your boyfriend with such an intensity, your head began to spin. You couldn’t help it - not when he was here, loving you in ways you never dreamt of.

Jisung hummed against your lips, wrapping his arms around your waist. His lips parted, letting your tongue work its way inside his mouth. The taste of him was mind numbing, washing you clean of every last doubt or worry you were holding onto.

Lazily, Jisung rolled the two of you until he was on his back, keeping you flush against him. Tongues dancing together, you let yourself fall deeper into the kiss, craving his taste like you needed it to breathe.

His hands find your hair, gently pulling you off his lips. “I love you.” He mumbles, scratching your scalp soothingly. “Bunches. Forever.”

Smiling, you lower back down, pecking his swollen lips. “I love you, bunches. Forever.” Kisses trailed onto his jawline, featherlight and pulling low groans from his throat. “Thank you for being mine.”

A peaceful silence falls over you two as Jisung submits to your kisses, hands moving down to your shoulders and further, finding home on your hips. As he slips both hands under your hoodie, you move to his neck, goosebumps breaking out under your lips.

Planting your hands on the bed, you push yourself up, bringing your legs to straddle his hips. The orange hues were now more of a purple, highlighting your lover’s face beautifully. His lips were plump, aching for more of your touch, eyes soft and hooded. He looked divine; a sinful heaven at your fingertips.

God, and he thought you were a dream?

The hands under your hoodie inched higher, resting on your upper ribs. His thumbs teased the underside of your breasts, rubbing firm circles. “You look so good in my clothes.” His voice is raspy, the need dripping from his words. “You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”

You felt your face flush, warm flooding your body and making your lower belly tingle. Moving your hands to his chest, you pushed the leather jacket off, Jisung squirming to throw it off the bed. When gone, a hand creeps to his neck, thumb playing with his bottom lip.

Jisung pulls your thumb in, suckling lightly on the tip. He kept eye contact with you, his hands moving until they cupped your breasts fully. Rolling your head back, you arched into his touch, lost in the way he massaged you. When his thumbs pressed on your nipples, you groaned, free hand gripping his shirt.

He chuckles, thumb falling from his lips. “So sensitive, Sprout. Do you like the way it feels?”

You whimper out a confirmation, pulling at his shirt needily. Holding onto you for support, Jisung sits up, letting you rid him of his shirt. Your hoodie follows, and Jisung wastes no time cupping your breasts again, peppering kisses across the swell of them. His hands are so warm, lips so plush against your soft skin that it makes you dizzy.

The purple rays begin to fade into black, the bedroom growing darker as you begin to pull Jisung’s belt off. His lips have moved to your nipples, alternating between kissing and sucking the bud, occasionally using his teeth to hear your pretty whimpers. Once his belt is off, he lifts his hips, letting you shed him of his jeans and underwear. His heavy cock springs up, hitting his lower abdomen. One hand wraps around the base, reveling in the way he hissed at the contact, while the other works on pulling off your bottoms.

It’s not long before you’re both bare, bodies melding into one. His skin against yours is exhilarating, body erupting in pleasure just from that feeling alone. Cupping his face, you pull him off your chest, needing to feel his lips on yours again. It’s a loving touch, one that makes you feel like you’re floating on a cloud.

“I’m sorry I didn’t call.” You whisper so softly, as if the words would break the passion between you.

His hands match yours, clearing your face of any hair that clung to it. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here when you needed me.”

You smile, seeking the caress of his lips again. Trailing your fingers down, you slide a hand between your bodies, finding his member. Jisung moans against your lips as you maneuver it, positioning it at your entrance.

Gasping into the kiss, you slide down, letting him consume you. The stretch is something you’ll never get used to, but something you’ll always crave. He fits so perfectly inside of you, filling you to the brim and hitting every spot he needs to. Once fully sheathed, you pause, taking a second to deepen the kisses.

“You have nothing to be sorry for.” You begin to lift your hips, his full moans echoing off the bedroom walls. “You’re here now.”

The rhythm you set is slow, but deep, letting both you and Jisung savor the pleasure that you give each other. Nothing in the world - not a bad day, not a studio crisis, not any inconvenience - matters when Jisung is around. When you get to love each other on an otherworldly level, expressing it in the purest way.

His hands grip your hips, assisting you in your motions. The pace picks up a tad, keeping the depth but helping the two of you chase your edges. Whimpering, you break the kiss, head resting on his shoulder as you let Jisung take control.

His heart is pounding against your chest, breath heavy as he starts to kiss your shoulder. “My everything.” He mumbles, groaning between words. “Nothing is more important than this. Nothing is more important than - fuck - you.”

The words are sweet, filling you with a yearning so overwhelming, you never think you’ll recover from it. You never want to recover from it. They help move you along, help your legs begin to tremble and core begin to tighten. When your walls restrict, your lover’s moans deepen, his hips beginning to thrust up.

“Cum with me.” You whine, lifting your head up.

Jisung’s dark eyes meet yours, words failing to fall from his lips as he moves a hand in between your centers. Resting his hand on our mound, his thumb reaches down, drawing what feels like hearts against your clit. It’s just what you need - eyes rolling back as you feel your release rushing to the surface.

It only takes a few more thrusts from the dam to break, your orgasm hard and plentiful. Your vision gets fuzzy as it goes on and on, feeling like it’s never ending. In the middle of your high, Jisung reaches his. It’s just as hard, just as filling as he spills inside of you. Neither of you stop your motions until you’re sure the other has emptied out.

The room is pitch black now, the sun finally set on the longest day. Jisung falls limp against you, breaths heavy as he pants on your shoulder. You can barely keep yourself up, eyes heavy and body aching. If it weren’t for his nails digging into your hips, you’re sure you would’ve collapsed just as he had.

You wrap your arms around Jisung, tilting to the side and making you both crash onto the mattress. He grunts at the impact, a fit of giggles spilling from you.

“Don’t laugh at me.” He half groans, half whines, nuzzling deeper into your neck. “My body is exhausted.”

“It was just cute.” You whisper, rubbing his back soothingly. Neither of you are in a rush to move, content to stay interlocked until the sun decides to rise again.

“Sprout?”

“Squish?”

“You know I’m always here for you, right?” His words are muffled against your neck, but you can still hear the sentiment behind them. “I never want you to feel like I’m not here when you need me. The only place I ever want to be is by your side, so please, please call me next time.”

Tears prick at your eyes, but this time, you don’t feel sad or scared, overwhelmed or worried. Jisung makes you feel a love like no other, a joy that’s never ending. Life with him is like-

“Did you mean it? About me being your dream?”

Jisung pulls his head out of your neck to look at you, a sweet, fond smile painting his face. “I did. You’re like the best, most fulfilling dream I’ve ever had, and I can’t believe I never have to wake up.”

©: chvnnie 2022

#skz smut #stray kids smut #straykidsland #han jisung smut #han smut #jisung smut #han jisung fluff #han fluff #jisung fluff #han jisung tiddie enthusiast

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lxmine · 2 years

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❝i love you❞ + scaramouche x gn!reader

+. Short, angst with no comfort because i said so

+. Summary ; “i love you.” “It’ll pass.”

+. A/N another scara angst bcuz idk either. And yes this is indeed inspired by the tiktok audio of fleabag. I have not watched the show tho. Im currently having writers block and i just wrote this thing out of boredom. I put my whole remiussy in this so pls enjoy :^ (might be a little confusing but i was ugly crying while writing this for some reason that idk)

Coming back from a mission Scaramouche had given you. You happily skipped over to his tent to tell him the intel that you got.

Most of the fatuus are out on their own missions so it’s most likely that it’s only you and the sixth harbinger in the camp. “My lord!” You called opening the tent to see that he isn’t in sight. Confused, you looked around the camp to search for him.

You perked up as soon as you saw him sitting near the cliff end, his hat is sitting beside him. He seemed deep in thought. A smile creeped up to your face before you head over to sit next to him. “My lord.” You called looking at him who is now giving you a small glare.

“I got some useful information.” You chuckled before telling him the full details you got, he nodded along as you explained. “Good job. You’re not as useless as you look.” He taunted smirking at you before looking back the setting sun of Liyue. “Well, what can I say? I’d do anything you ask me to, my lord.” You chuckled still your eyes never leaving his face you adored.

The only reason you joined to fatui is because of him. The thought of being by his side again fascinated you, you wanted to be with qhim again, even if just as his comrade. Just like old times. “Kuni…” You called him by his real name, making him look at you immediately. Tears in your eyes. “I told you not to call me that.” He says softly.

You couldn’t think about anything else but his beauty, he looked so perfect it brings you to tears. “I love you.” You said out of the blue, his gaze softened as he brought his hand up to your cheeks to caress it and your heart breaking in the process. “I love you.” You repeated, hoping for him to reciprocate. Hoping for him to love you like he said years ago.

“Kuni, I love you.” You held onto his hand that is caressing your cheeks, wiping the tears that are falling. He gave you a chuckle before kissing your forehead. “It’ll pass.” He said before he stood up to leave you and your broken heart.

Yeah, sorry for this T-T stay safe and hydrated! I LOVE YOU <3

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#genshin impact #genshin x reader #scaramouche angst #genshin scara #scaramouche #genshin kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi x reader #scaramouche x reader #genshin angst

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bowandcurtsey · 2 years

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hiiii ainneeeeeee is u doing well and healthy? I hope so.....xox (( ˘ ³˘)♥︎can i pls request wil, fue, and braids (nozel) with an wife and their daughter looks like them/ or their relatives (ex : nozel, acier wil, william, fuego - mereoleona) but is the opposite of them? x, stay safe and hydrated♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎

Hello sweetie, yes I am well and healthy! Hope you're healthy too ╰(*´︶`*)╯I'm also a little confused whether their daughter is the exact opposite of who they look like, or the opposite of the BC boys? But I'll do it randomly, ok?

Ahh, I'll do some cute lil HCs for this request hehe! Also more DAD! BC boys! haha (*♡∀♡)

tw: unchecked work!

William | Fuegoleon | Nozel x f! reader

William Vangeance

His daughter was the exact replica of him, shiny purple orbs, soft white hair, the same gentle smile. But her character is the exact opposite of him.

She was bubbly and loud, she didn't care a thing for her image. You always shake your head at your daughter, wondering who did she pick up this trait from.

William adores her nevertheless. He always laughs at her antics and never gets mad whenever she gets into trouble. Naturally, she was a daddy's girl.

"Honey, you have to discipline her sometimes," you would nag at your husband.

But he always felt that she would grow out of this mischievous phase and at the end of the day, she is a lovely girl.

She loved hanging out with the bulls and Uncle Yami, she felt they were more fun compared to the Golden Dawn where everyone was so serious.

"Mommy, Daddy," she said on evening during dinner, "I want to join the black bulls when I grow up!"

You laughed and William giggled, he was a little disappointed that his daughter did not want to be in his own squad but he respects her decision nonetheless. He could see why his daughter would want to join the bull anyway.

"I'll need to tell Uncle Yami good luck on handling a monkey then," you teased.

Fuegoleon Vermillion

Fuego always complained that d/n looks like Mereo when she was just a little infant.

"Why? Mereo's pretty?" you questioned your husband, "well, you and Mereo actually look alike so the female version of you would naturally look like Mereo?"

"We do not look alike, love." your hubby would look at you with a stoic expression.

As d/n grew up, she was indeed like a little Mereo. And Mereo adored her. She would carry her and play with her whenever she visited. But much to the 3 of your surprises, her character was nothing like Mereo and she was shy and reserved, just like her father.

You always joked to the both of them, "d/n would be what you two would be combined."

Mereo always teased d/n and pushed her to be more open and loud, but d/n never raised her voice or screamed.

Of course your hubby was super proud of this fact and would often tell his sister that "even a 6 year old could behave better than you,"

The bombshell came when one day while your little family of 3 were watching a little movie together and suddenly d/n said, "I want to be like auntie Mereo when I grow up!"

You almost fell of your chair laughing while Fuego looked at your daughter, mouth agape.

You couldn't wait to tell Mereo.

Nozel Silva

Nozel absolutely adored and spoilt your first born. She was your only daughter and she looked like the splitting image of her grandma, Acier. Anyone could understand why Nozel gave her whatever she wanted.

However, she was nothing like Acier. She was indecisive, timid and she always doubted herself.

Nozel always tells you that she was a little like Noelle in the past, and that one day she would surpass him and Noelle.

You didn't mind actually, maybe your daughter's character was a little like you, you just wish that she would be happy and healthy.

Your hubby would always give little words of encouragement to her, even though you could tell he wasn't really good at it. She enjoyed spending time with Aunty Noelle, so Nozel always brought her to visit Noelle at the black bulls.

You low key wished that by spending more time with the bulls, she would open up a little more.

Your husband on the other hand, thinks that she's fine being however she is, and he believes she would find her way one day. He loved how she was always kind, patient and generous with her peers, regardless of whatever status they are.

But come whatever may, you know that this father of hers would love her to bits and pieces. Even if she does not choose to be a magic knight when she grows up, she would always be a princess for the rest of her life.

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bunn1loid · 3 years

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(tw for sh and suicide? i read the rules, please dont feel forced to do it, only if you want to and are comfortable with it!!, sorry if its too specific im just in a really bad place rn and theyre my comfort characters NXSJXN /g) i hope youve been doing well, i was wondering if i could request venti, xiao, and diluc comforting their bestfriend (gn please!) thats been secretly struggling with severe depression, sh and suicidal thoughts? thank you :D have a nice day/night, remember to hydrate! <3

❝ 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮 ❞

➝ venti, xiao, diluc

comforting you when you’re depressed

➝ pronouns: they/them

➝ warnings: depression, self-harm, suicidal thoughts

➝ a/n: hello anon! i'm sorry you have to suffer so much, and i hope this will bring you some comfort. if you ever need to talk, i'll be there, okay? i wish you the best, you deserve it. pls stay safe, and have a good day/night too ♡

🍂 𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲:

• when you befriend venti, he quickly notices that something about you is... off.

• you don’t radiate the same happiness as most of the inhabitants of mondstadt, and while he knows he shouldn’t press you for answers, he worries for you greatly.

• still, he struggles to find the reason why your smile rarely reaches your eyes, even though you wake up every morning, dress up and go outside -- and he’s always pleased to see you.

• it’s during one of those mornings that he notices a faint, red stain on your shirt. he stays silent about it until you’re both out of the city, he knows better than to question the blood on your clothes in front of the knights and... everyone else.

• he brings you to windrise, his usually cheerful behavior disappearing as you two approach the large tree. he holds your hand gently, and when he turns around to face you, you find yourself in front of barbatos.

• his physical appearance stays the same, but his eyes hold the wisdom of a god and the kindness of a friend. you can't help but shiver as you feel a lukewarm wind embracing you.

• venti carefully unbuttons the sleeve of your shirt and pulls it up to your elbow, letting out a quiet sigh when he sees the injuries.

• “ y/n, you do not need to hide from me. “ he murmurs as he stares into your eyes. they remind him of a land he once knew; cold, filled with pain and utterly devastated. “ i know you’re not feeling well. would you please tell me what pains you so much ? “

• your heart aches in your chest when he takes you in his arms. venti kisses your eyelids, wanting to take away your tears.

• you try to explain your feelings, but it’s so... confusing, even to you. you just want it to end, all of this, and it hurts. you cry harder in venti’s arms, craving his touch and wanting him to hug you tighter.

• " this world is beautiful, y/n. " he says as he stares at the horizon.

• you rest your head on his chest and follow his gaze with your own eyes. with your blurred vision, you see leaves are floating in the wind and birds are singing around you. crystalflies glow in the sunlight and drop sparkling dust on your shoulders when they pass by.

• " you may not be able to realise it on your worst days, but you're still young, and you have so much to experience. " his arms leave your body, much to your dismay, and the sound of his fingers softly grazing against a lyre's strings fills the air. " i want you to listen to all the songs i play. only then i will allow you to rest. "

• he closes his eyes with a somewhat malicious smile on his lips. he knows he will never run out of songs to play and tales to tell.

🍂𝔁𝓲𝓪𝓸:

• he can sense when you are in danger.

• and he knows something is wrong: how come everytime he comes to defend you against any potential threat, he finds you alone with an obviously forced smile on your lips ?

• you can’t hide your troubles from him for long. after some time, he decides to spend the night right outside your window, on the balcony of your home. he wants to be near you to know what is going on, he’s desperate to understand.

• he runs to you as soon as he hears you whimper, and is horrified when he sees you sitting on the edge of your bed, an item in hand and wounds on your body.

• xiao tries to ignore the feeling of his heart crumbling as he grips your wrist, preventing you from harming yourself any more. the realisation that your biggest threat is yourself leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.

• “ do not hurt yourself. “ he says, and you roll your eyes. these four words are so painful to you, almost more than your injuries. they sound so simple when they come out of his mouth, and yet... it’s almost impossible for you to stop. xiao notices your expression. “ your body is fragile, y/n. time itself is enough to damage it -- you will wither away before you know it. be gentle with your body, while it still supports you. you do not deserve pain. “

• sitting in front of you, he gestures you to place your hands in his. the tip of your fingers feel warmer when they come in contact with his skin. “ i know it’s easy to lose hope when you’re seemingly all alone and lost. i feel your pain. but you must remember that there will always be someone by your side. “

• xiao feels powerless; as your friend, he should protect you against any danger. and yet, when he tries to find his way in the maze that is your heart, he sees no way to repair it.

• nonetheless, he promises to stay with you no matter what.

• “ even if the world leaves you to perish, that someone by your side will be me. “

• you can expect him to keep you company when you come home from work. he doesn’t mind admiring the landscapes of Liyue from your balcony if it means you’re safe and sound near him.

• when the sun finally sets and you open the door of your home, you can regularly see qingxin flowers or shining crystals on your doorsteps.

🍂 𝓭𝓲𝓵𝓾𝓬:

• he might not make it obvious most of the time, but diluc loves you very much and cares for you.

• he regularly glances at you while working in the tavern, especially when you seem to be down. it’s a little routine for the two of you, to meet in front of his workplace in the evening. you keep him company while drinking and you two talk when he’s not too busy.

• when you don’t show up one night, he decides to wait for you a little longer, your favourite drink already on the counter.

• but you’re not planning to join him. you’re exhausted, in all the ways possible. your body is heavy as you drag yourself to your bed, tears silently falling from your eyes as you wonder, is it really worth it ?

• you unconsciously start scratching your hand, then your forearm. your nails touch your scars, your bruises. they hurt, but deep inside... you’re relieved, you feel warm.

• that warmth instantly disappears when you hear knocks on your door.

• you don’t want to walk all the way to the door, risk tripping on the mess that is your bedroom and have any social interaction..

• but a familiar voice comes from outside. “ y/n, are you in there ? “ diluc stops knocking, but you can’t hear his footsteps either, meaning he’s planning to stay in front of your apartment.

• you slowly make your way to your door, not wanting to keep your friend waiting; but stumble on a pile of clothes and nearly fall. you grow ashamed of the dirty clothes and dishes in your apartment, and fear diluc’s judgement.

• when you finally open the door to greet him, his eyes widen.

• he takes a look at your disheveled state, his heart twisting when he sees your hands, covered in red scratches. “ you look... “ you lower your head, waiting for him to comment on your appearance. all sorts of unkind words fill your head as you wait: dirty. messy. awful. “... tired. is everything alright ? “

• you can barely believe what he just asked you. how long has it been since someone cared so much about you ?

• you can’t control the tremors in your body as you let out a whimper and a few tears.

• diluc’s eyes immediately soften. he puts a warm hand on your shoulder and guides you in your own apartment, closing the door behind him. to your surprise, he doesn’t look disgusted by the mess in your home.

• “ y/n... “ he begins with an uncharastically soft tone in his voice. he's starting to understand what is going on as he looks at his surroundings, his eyes not missing the blood-stained tissues on the ground. " come here, please. "

• he sounds like he needs to have you close to him, and his body language only confirms it as he practically hides you in his coat. it's heavy on your back, giving you a feeling of safety.

• " i'm here now. you don't have to carry this burden on your own, okay ? " he sways back and forth, rocking you in his arms.

• just the thought of losing you is enough to make him sick, and he tries to hold you even closer to himself to ensure that you won't disappear.

• " i know the situation seems hopeless... but we will find a solution together. you can lean on me if your feelings are too heavy. " his words drip with sincerity as he speaks. you melt in his touch, feeling a little more secure.

#genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #diluc comfort #venti x reader #venti comfort #xiao x reader #xiao comfort #tw selfharm #tw suicide #tw depression #sorry if typos

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tinyyoungblood · 3 years

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hi!! idk if i can request but imma do it anyway: headcanons for the reader going on her first solo mission and the whole team (esp her bf Peter) is like worried and constantly checking in and she’s like “bro chill”

pairing: peter parker x avenger!reader

a/n: i couldn’t decide which ask to do first so i rolled a dice to decide for me lol nothing better than enjoying a headcanon with a flair of random. next time i’m going to consult an oracle. enjoy x

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y/n’s first solo mission

it’s y/n’s first time going on a mission by herself and the avengers are having a communal panic attack

bucky is really anxious for her but would never admit it so he uses every chance he gets to sneak in some extra training

y/n tries to go to the kitchen to get a glass of orange juice and bucky slams the fridge door while giving her the Stare™

“…what are you doing” “i need you to hit the floor, army crawl, hang on right, and then you can get some juice”

peter thinks bucky’s method is Efficient and Effective and adapts it as well

he shows y/n all kinds of moves, completely neglecting the fact that her fighting style is Stab Stab Boink

whereas his fighting style is gymnast with olympic gold spends friday night in bouncy castle

peter gets frustrated because y/n doesn’t take the somersaults as seriously as she should

“y/n i need you to focus!! this is important!!!!” “to do what? back flip over the enemy?” *scoffs* “yes” *back flips away*

rhodey gives her a list of things to do in case of emergencies and it’s long. it’s literally the apple terms of service agreement

steve has done about a hundred briefings already but y/n still wakes up in the middle of the night to peter screaming bloody murder next to her

it’s bc steve is standing in the middle of the room with a whiteboard and a 20 slides presentation

y/n just walks up to him, grabs the cap of his markers and throws it out the window, leaving his markers to dry out

steve looks at her in disbelief and deadpans, “some people just want to see the world burn”

the day y/n leaves, bruce shows up with knee pads and a helmet that both look like he got them from the kids’ section

he’s just standing there like “pLs don’t hand in your two weeks’ notice, i’m doing this in the name of LOVE”🧍‍♂‍

tony stumbles into the room with sam and bucky in tow and it’s clear that tony is slightly tipsy when he crushes y/n into a big bear hug

y/n, whispering: “what did you two do?”

sam: “saved your reputation. he wanted to turn you into a bubble wrap burrito”

wanda hugs y/n and makes her promise to stay safe while vision smuggles first aid kits into the jet, easter-egg-style

thor approaches y/n next and he awkwardly hands her a brown bag that contains popsicles and a small ribboned box with a green glitter bracelet in it

the note says, “so you remember me when you die. -loki”

y/n’s heart MELTS

the mission itself isn’t even dangerous and it’s honestly easily done if it weren’t for the 300 people talking in her comm

peter keeps checking in on her and blurts out compliments like being a motivational speaker is his life mission

the compliments just keep getting increasingly weirder bc he’s running out of things to say

“woah angel don’t think i didn’t see that little hop you just did there! magnificent technique!! OUTSTANDING!!!”

y/n turns off her comm but peter simply switches to texting. she blocks him

steve keeps sending her very obscure and oddly specific facts about ducks in an attempt to make y/n respond

she blocks him as well and buys a duck plushie on amazon

y/n is strapped in a harness, being the quietest she’s ever been, when tony hacks into her suit and BLASTS mission impossible through her comm

it proves itself successful tho bc y/n turns on her comm and cusses him out

(the team is relieved)

nat and clint are hiding in the vents and spying on her

they think they’re being slick considering they’re professional Totally Spies™ but y/n knows and now she’s being intentionally careless to irritate them

y/n’s casually strolling down the hall, munching on those popsicles thor gave her when she hears nat hiss, “what is she doing?!”

a few seconds later, she hears them arguing over what they should do and it’s so hard not to laugh

“she’s being reckless, go attack her” “what?” “just do it. but don’t hurt her” “what do you want me to do? tickle her??” “no? thumb war”

(y/n chokes on her popsicle)

she leaves, rounds the corner, and walks straight into sam and bucky who are just? standing there? unmoving?

they’re just hoping that y/n might not see them if they stay still long enough

y/n: “what are you two doing here?!”

them, glancing at the battered food truck across the street that sells oysters and chicken wings: “uh- brunching?”

y/n: “...rats eat better than both of you if this is where you brunch”

but y/n’s done with the mission anyway so they end up getting sodas and a bucket of wings

the latter they use to lure nat and clint out of the vents

they’re sitting in the jet when y/n’s bracelet suddenly slips off and GLOWS

then it goes poof and loki’s standing right in front of them

they’re all gaping at him and loki tries SO hard to act ~cool~ but y/n is just grinning like a fool with tears brimming her eyes

loki, shrugging and staring at the ceiling: “just had to make sure you’re all right. hand me a wing”

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stay hydrated <3

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meltwonu · 4 years

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| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 | [CHAPTER 𝟙𝟛]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, breeding kink, sir!kink, pet play(kitten), v small amt of anal play, dirty talk!!! HAPPY FRIDAY THE 𝟙𝟛TH! 😗💕 Here we are with ch 13 on Friday the 13th, I didn't even realize it but man my ✨brain✨just planned that out so perfectly LOL 💕 I just wanna apologize for any grammatic/spelling errors in this one and it’s a bit shorter... I tried to proofread this all day but I'm also watching unus annus’s livestream at the same time and my peabrain cannot multitask but I TRIED!! let it be known 😩😭 Anyway, I hope ya’ll have a great weekend, stay hydrated and safe! Enjoy~! 🍒

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - ?

alphagyu97: oh fuck oh fuck

alphagyu97 has donated $100

hoshi_tiger_xx: oh??? Cute lil kitten ears????

A moan floats past your lips as you sit in Seungcheol’s lap; his cock already snug inside of you before you’d even turned the camera on. “Ah, ye--yeah, we thought we’d, mmh, try--try something n-new…”

Seungcheol smirks although neither you nor the camera catch it as he holds you still. Much like before, he’d started working you up before you got on camera and this time he’d asked you to sink down onto his cock and wait patiently until it was time to begin; neither of you saying a word or moving an inch as he peppered kisses along your shoulders and neck. “Why don’t you show them your cute ‘lil tail, kitten? It’s getting squished between our bodies...”

universe_WZ: yes yes yes

tangerine_kwan: show us your cute tail princess

therealchan99: thank u for the pics btw i scream abt them every 30 minutes

therealchan99 has donated $50

You reach a shaky hand behind your back for the fluffy material as you show it off to the camera to the best of your ability; making sure to not move it around too much or else you knew you’d cum too soon. “I, ah, it’s--it’s keeping me s-so full…” He makes you answer a few more comments as you sit on his cock; blunt nails digging into the skin of your waist when he feels you trying to get him to move.

artist8hao: so so so pretty baby

kitty_junjun: cute little kitty

kitty_junjun: should come and play sometime ;)

xcaliburDK has donated $75

The way Seungcheol has you in his lap is a little uncomfortable for you and he quickly takes notice of the way you start to squirm more and more with each comment or question you reply to. “Kitten, it looks like you hit your donation minimum already. Should we start?” He coos.

You can only nod in return as you squint your eyes to check the laptop screen to see how you were doing. “Ngh, p-please… I--I’m so f-full I can’t wait any l-longer…” Whining, you clench around his cock and the toy as he chuckles lightly behind you. He’d purposely asked if the two of you could sit further back on the bed and further from the camera and laptop and you’d raised an eyebrow but agreed.

“Sorry, the angle’s not going to be very good for this but you’ll understand why.” Seungcheol comments.

The laptop screen is full of questioning comments and donations that beg Seungcheol to hurry up and fuck you.

His grip on your waist tightens a little before he’s slowly lifting you off of his cock and you let out a disappointed noise when he’s completely pulled out. “Nooo~ I w-want--”

“Ah, ah, I know what you want, kitten. But you need to get on your hands and knees for me. Facing the camera.”

Oooh, that’s why he wanted space.

You nod frantically as you easily get comfortable on your hands and knees in front of the camera and laptop; fluffy tail resting against your spine as the bell on your collar jingles.

alphagyu97: oh god please breed her

angelhan: yes god please

Seungcheol kneels behind you; already easing his cock back into your tight pussy as you mewl straight into the camera. “Our cute little kitten is already squeezing my cock so tight…”

You feel his fingertips on your skin before he’s reaching for the fluffy tail and he gives it a small tug as you whine and whimper in return.

“No, no pl--please, sir, I’ll cum if, ah, you p-play with my--my tail!”

Your eyes clamp shut just as Seungcheol starts to play with the anal plug; tugging on it and moving it slightly in order to get you to squirm a little more before he gives you want you wanted. He smirks at your back as he hears the sound of donations and comments flooding the screen in rapid succession.

“Oh? But they seem to like when I play with you like this.” You clench around Seungcheol and the toy, small cries on your lips when your sensitive body already wants to give in to the pleasure. “So fuckin’ pretty with your cute tail and ears and your pretty ‘lil collar on.”

chwenon: shes gonna cum so fast lol

gentleman_josh95: i kno, u can already tell she wants to

hoshi_tiger_xx has donated $50

xcaliburDK has donated $50

sleepy_wonu: look at her cute fuckin face while she tries to not cum haha

Seungcheol draws his hips back slightly before slowly thrusting into you from behind; fingertips still playing with the tail as he moves it around in tandem with his slow thrusts. “Oh kitten, you’re so fuckin’ wet for me, baby~” You can only moan back in response as you resist the urge to meet his slow movements with your own, much quicker ones.

“Ah, s-sir, please…”

tangerine_kwan: so cute when she's whiningggg

angelhan: dont give into her so easily~ make her work for it ;)

kitty_junjun: aww but shes so cute like this

Your fingertips dig into the bed sheets and you peel your eyes open as you attempt to read off the comments flying across the screen. “Mmh, ‘m so full… and sir won’t s-stop playing, ah, with my--my tail…” You can see Seungcheol’s form behind you on the screen, hips slowly moving as he plays with the tail.

You slowly find yourself moving with him and meeting his thrusts; chasing your pleasure as Seungcheol seemingly takes his time.

“Ngh, s-sir, can I c-cum?”

Seungcheol grins at your back, suddenly picking up the pace as he finally leaves the anal plug alone. “I don’t know, can you? Why don’t you ask them?” You blink your hazy eyes at the camera before flitting towards the comments section of your camshow.

“P-please tell s-sir to, mmh, let m-me cum…” You beg; unintentionally sending the comments section and donations into a flurry of yes’s and no’s.

artist8hao: let her cum but dont let it be the only time

alphagyu97: aww princess dont forget he still needs to breed your cute lil cunt

universe_WZ: she can cum but she still needs to be a good girl and let sir get what he wants

“Mmh, of--of course I, ah, w-want sir to b-breed my pussy… I, hah, want his--his cum i-inside of m-me…” You start working your hips back as you meet Seungcheol’s pace that speeds up at your words and the two of you fall into a rhythm as he works to get you off first. His hands grip your waist as he angles his thrusts to tap your g-spot and you mewl and whine in response; careful to not accidentally call Seungcheol’s name in the midst of the moment.

“Fuh--fuck, sir, ‘m g-gonna cum… please…”

“Cum whenever you want, kitten.”

You nod shakily; head falling forward as you let yourself get lost in the pleasure.

Your eyes flutter shut as various thoughts flood your mind. The main one being how seamlessly Seungcheol fit into your camshows and how much easier it was to film with him than you ever anticipated. The two of you easily forgot that the camera was even rolling most of the time, whether it was live or pre-recorded for your channel and now that he was always with you, it was hard to imagine filming without him.

“Ah, kitten, your cute ‘lil cunt is, ah, sucking me in deeper… You must really want my cum, huh?”

His words bring you out of your thoughts as you bite your lip. “Mmhmm, I w-want sir to c-cum, hah, inside my p-pussy and b-breed me… wanna be, ngh, filled with your---your cum…”

“Why don’t we cum together then, hmm? Bet you wanna feel my cock throbbing in your cute ‘lil cunt, huh, kitten?”

The warmth blooms inside of you as you nod; cheeks hot as you peer straight into the camera. You readjust slightly, the bell on your collar tinkling as the set of cat ears on your head slip slightly. “Y-yes, sir… Please cum w-with me…”

Seungcheol doubles his pace and you quickly feel one of his hands leaving your body as he wraps his hand around the fluffy tail again. He starts to move it around again, slightly tugging on it as you cry out. “Ah, s-sir!”

chwenon has donated $75

angelhan has donated $50

universe_WZ has donated $100

artist8hao has donated $75

“Fuh--fuck, sir, please! P-please breed me, please, ah, c-cum inside m-my little cunt and--and fill m-me up with your c-cum!”

Tears blur your vision as you’re quickly thrown over the edge and into an orgasm; ears ringing when your entire body goes rigid. Seungcheol finds it harder and harder to thrust into you as your walls flutter around his cock and he soon finds himself cumming with you too; cock throbbing as he unloads all of him cum inside you. “Oh, fuck, kitten…” He moans; eyes rolling to the back of his head as he lets the pleasure wash over himself as well.

The sound of donations and comments drown out your soft cries and Seungcheol’s deep groans and you’re almost positive that you’d made at least a couple thousand off of tonight’s show.

alphagyu97: holy shit look at her face, fuck

kitty_junjun: is she crying?

hoshi_tiger_xx: damn, shes so drunk on cock shes crying

therealchan99: aww poor kitten~

You let out a stuttered breath as your body starts to relax; soft sniffles following right after. “Ngh… sir…”

Seungcheol smiles softly when he hears the way your voice trembles and he’s gentle to slide his cock from inside your cunt; groaning when his cum immediately drips down onto the sheets from how much he’d cum inside you.

“Ah, kitten, what a waste. How am I supposed to breed your ‘lil cunt if you’re letting my cum spill out of you already?”

You lick your lips and despite the tiredness, a new wave of arousal pours over your body at the thought of Seungcheol cumming inside of you a second time. You shake your hips; foggy eyes staring straight into the camera.

“You’re just going to, ah, cum inside me again… and let e-everyone watch...”

The next morning, Seungcheol drives you over to the diner to start your first real day at work and you feel downright nervous once the car stops. You’d gotten so used to camming and being alone that this new foray into normalcy was making you think twice, even just momentarily.

“You gonna be okay?” He turns to you, concern obvious on his face when your eyes meet his. “I can always take you straight home or take you back to the roller rink with me if you d--”

“No! No, I wanna do this... I know we made a lot of money off of the show last night but... But I think this’ll be good for me. Both of us working so we can afford rent ‘n stuff!”

“We should like a married couple.” Seungcheol jokes.

Your cheeks burn hot at his comment as you bite your lip. “Ehehe~”

Seungcheol grins at you, hands still on the steering wheel. “Just let me know if you need anything, okay? I always have my phone on me anyway, Namjoon doesn’t really care.”

The two of you share a laugh as you slowly reach for the door handle.

“I will, I promise!”

“I still do not get why you want to work here.”

Jun laughs, hands on his hips as he watches you adjust the short dress uniform you’d put on, moments before.

“It’s just... something to keep me occupied, is all.” Smoothing down your uniform, you do a small spin for Jun who nods back in approval. “And I wanna make friends! Aren’t we friends?”

Jun’s eyes twinkle with playfulness as he gestures you over to the front of the diner. “Of course we are! Which by the way...” He pauses, looking over the relatively full diner to make sure nobody caught your conversation. “Is... Seungcheol-hyung okay with y’know... You working here and me... Being one of your viewers leaving comments ‘n stuff?”

A genuine look of concern crosses his features as he waits for you to respond.

You puff your cheeks as you think, “I think so? I mean he hasn’t...” Memories of Seungcheol saying he’d kick Jun’s ass immediately flood your mind as you laugh nervously.

“Y-yeah, he didn’t say a word!”

After two hours, you decide to take your 15 minute break; waving to Jun before you head towards the employee backroom to grab your phone.

You check your notifications, surprise on your face when you see Seungcheol’s already messaged you a few times.

cheollie ✨: have a good day!

cheollie ✨: u okay over there, baby?

cheollie ✨: dont feel pressured to answer asap lol

You laugh under your breath, typing up a response as you take a seat in the break room.

‘It’s been going okay! I’m taking a short break right now tho!’

Shockingly, Seungcheol response only after a few seconds.

cheollie ✨: oh, thats good! I take it no issues?

‘Nope! my feet kinda hurt tho lol’

He asks you a few more questions; one about Jun keeping his distance, to which you shake your head and laugh.

cheollie ✨: you never showed me your uniform btw 😏

You let out a noise of realization, fingertips already swiping through your phone to get to your photos as you send him one that you’d taken earlier.

‘How's it look? 🥺’

It goes quiet for a couple minutes and you half-wonder if Seungcheol got in trouble for having his phone out.

‘Cheol, u ok?’

cheollie ✨: is it bad I'm already thinking about lifting that cute little skirt up

cheollie ✨: fucking you nice and hard with your panties just pushed to the side

cheollie ✨: fuck, and making you go back to work with your pussy filled with my cum

A shiver rolls down your spine at his words; gulping as you check the time for how much you had left before you had to get back out onto the floor.

‘what if I bend over and someone sees my panties all wet n soaked thru with ur cum...’

cheollie ✨: then they’d know you’re mine.

cheollie ✨: I mean most of your viewers already know that

cheollie ✨: but I want everyone to know, yknow?

cheollie ✨: god the way I wanna fuck you on the hood of my car

cheollie ✨: your cute little whines while you try to keep quiet

You let out a shaky, quiet moan; thighs rubbing together when you notice you only have about three more minutes before your break was up.

‘Cheol... I have to get back to work 😭 how could you get me horny before I have to get back...’

You pout your lips at your phone screen as you wait for his response.

cheollie ✨: 😈

cheollie ✨: I have an idea

cheollie ✨: for later

cheollie ✨: I hope you can wear your uniform home

cheollie ✨: see u in a few hours baby

#cherrybomb!cheol #seungcheol smut #scoups smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #scoups scenarios #seungcheol scenarios #scoups imagines #seungcheol imagines #svt imagines #svt scenarios #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #scoups #seungcheol #svt fic #seventeen fic

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cno-inbminor · 4 years

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domus

a/n: here we have another short drabble dump! i wrote this up very quickly -- i’m still working on that long fic i’ve been talking about! i apologize for taking so long to put it together. pls take this short fic as an apology for now. stay hydrated, wear your masks, and be safe! love you all so dearly <3

plot: when kuroo tetsuro drops the hard-hitting truth that he’s fallen out of love with you, your first thought is to escape. but you find comfort in the least likely person: akaashi keiji, a boy you had grown up with out of forced family interactions, who always seemed so distant from you. yet you probably knew more about him than anyone else.

characters: fem!reader, ex-bf!kuroo, & family friend!akaashi

wc: ~3.7k, will probably have other parts in the future.

genre/warnings: angst with dashes of fluff; mentions of alcohol

pt. 2 | pt. 3

edit: now crossposted to AO3!

When you’re in love, you spend weeks and months wondering why time won’t stop. You sit and ponder over why you’ll have to die someday and leave behind the person you’ve dedicated your entire soul to, or what might happen if your death came early and you didn’t get to say goodbye. You wonder why the seasons seem to pass you by so quickly, that in the blink of an eye, you go from enjoying a cup of iced tea on the porch to holding a mug of hot chocolate inside watching snowflakes swirl in their journeys to the ground.

But when love ceases to exist, time seems to stop. The days drag for longer, the seasons crawl at a turtle’s pace, and the inevitable end feels less terrifying. You no longer fear the eventual sagging of your skin or the spider legs that grow at the corners of your eyes. You no longer cling onto a hope that there will be a lover’s hand holding yours at your bed of eternal sleep. You simply become, just you. Solitary, single, independent you.

It’s no longer you and someone else. The realization stings so badly that it physically hurts you, a whimper leaving your throat. You shakily reach over for the next blouse and fight back the tears, teeth gnawing at your bottom lip. The skin is chapped and broken to the point that you would need layers and layers of chapstick to save any semblance of it, a terrible habit that you wish you hadn’t possessed. It’s muscle memory, the way you fold the blouse in half, fold the sleeves in, bending it over your arm before it lands in a neat stack of other tops in your suitcase. Your eyes take a glance at the clock, and you gather you have about another hour before you needed to leave for the airport and make it on time for your flight.

You ignore the male figure hunched over on the edge of your bed, tuning out his pleas and broken promises. He begs you to give him time, to implore that it’s all his fault and he’ll make it work for the two of you. Tetsuro promises that he didn’t mean to and that it wasn’t anything you did, but you feel so empty inside that you can’t even find the energy to argue, to turn on him and say that he was pretending to take all the blame so it’d be a better explanation to all your friends. A relationship involves both parties, and while there were special exceptions, this wasn’t one of them. Something was clearly wrong with you, and you were okay with that. You were just tired of Testuro attempting to take everything onto himself.

“I thought it’d be best to come clean with you,” he says, throat hoarse from lack of hydration. “I know you would question it and I haven’t done anything, I swear, I know you’re amazing and don’t deserve to live a lie and—”

“Do you want me to say ‘thank you’?” You interjected quietly, morosely. Your hands slide open the underwear drawer and take out a week’s worth of underwear, bras, and bralettes. “Do you want me to express my gratitude in your honesty for telling me that you don’t love me anymore? You can easily buy a trophy online and make the inscription yourself. ‘Most honest man alive’? Is that what you want?” You ask, tone flat and not possessing the least bit of amusement and humor.

“Can’t you give me some time? I’ll try, I’ll try to figure out what went wrong, and I can love you again. We can still get married and everything, but please don’t leave.”

“I’m not leaving forever, Tetsu. I’m just gone for a week, maybe more.”

“Where are you even going?”

“That’s none of your business,” you quickly reply, defenses back up as you make a beeline for the bathroom. You pick up all the toiletries you can, the ones that would be allowed in your carry-on. Strangers won’t care about your missing skincare routine and your complexion not looking its best.

“What if you get lost? Or kidnapped? What if people ask—”

“Easy. Just tell them I had a last minute business trip, family emergency, whatever floats your boat.”

“Can’t you see that I’m trying? I—”

“This isn’t just about you!” You snap, whirling around to look at him for the first time in the last hour or so. Testuro notices with a pang in his heart that your cheeks have sunken in slightly since he broke his revelation to you just last week, the eye circles darker than ever. But your eyes are soulless, dead, no shine or spark that he’d wake up to every morning even muddled with sleep.

“You can’t just expect me to be okay and continue to bend over backwards for you without question. The least you could do is give me my time, give me some space to think about all of it. That’s the bare minimum.”

And with that, you zip your suitcase shut, grab your passport (even though you probably don’t need it), keys, wallet, and phone, and walk as quickly as you can to the front door. The scheduled Uber will arrive in just a few minutes, and as you slip into a pair of flats, you can hear the creak of the bed and Testuro’s padded steps nearing you.

“Just be careful, okay? Call me if you need anything, anything. You’re still one of the most important people to me, so just – text me at some point. Let me know you’re alive at least.”

“You need to rest. You’re on call tomorrow,” you digress while opening the door.

“(Y/n)—”

“I’ll text you. Promise.”

And the door shuts behind you.

Your relationship with Akaashi Keiji is…hard to explain. In fact, you’re not even sure what to refer him as in your life. Anytime you spoke of him or attempted to explain, you’d fumble over words and draw blanks. While it was irritating and aggravating at times, you learned to just accept it.

Akaashi Keiji was the neighbor down the street, two years older, and someone who had known you since you were 8. Your moms were attached at the hip not longer after you moved to Tokyo, and that meant holidays were spent together, impromptu get-togethers and dinners were a common occurrence, and you saw him frequently at school. He was a quiet soul, gentle, but reserved. In fact, most of the things you knew about him were secondhand conversations from your mother talking about the family, because honestly his mom was basically your second mom now, and your mother trusted you with everything. His past, his troubles, his personality all relayed through your mom from his own, and when you saw him in the hallways, he wasn’t much of an enigma to you. Many other girls had found the mysterious air around him to be attractive, that the pretty setter who only ever smiled around his volleyball team and kept a tight circle of friends had something significant beneath the layers.

Keiji grew up with you, playing Smash on the Wii to pass time as your parents gossiped away. Sometimes, you’d play an intense game of Monopoly with him, a game that typically tipped in his favor. He never said much about himself, always relayed more about others that overlapped in your lives. The most he ever spoke to you about was when it came to teachers at school, even giving you some of his old notes and pointers. But even you could tell that he kept his guards up, and you wondered if he even classified you as a friend.

Your go-to explanation of Keiji’s standing in your life was a family friend. But that insinuated you were close with him, which you weren’t at all. No matter how many times he walked home with you (mainly at the pushing from his mother), no matter how many times he was forced to entertain you at dinners and holidays, no matter how many times he gave you a small smile in school, there was such a large gap between the two of you. He always seemed so different around his team, like they had the privilege of knowing the real him, and at times, you felt…jealous.

And the weird thing is that you can rely on him somehow – whether it be because he’d get an earful from his parents if he didn’t help you when you asked it or out of the goodness of his heart, he was simply always there. Sometimes, you were bold enough to text him about a show he talked about in the past, and he would reply quickly as if your unexpected, rare text about something benign didn’t faze him at all.

Yet despite the distance, despite the lack of any semblance of an actual friendship with him, he was the first one you thought of when all this happened. He was the one you wanted to see – maybe it’s because he was the closest thing to home, and you didn’t want to go back to your parents explaining everything. It’s been a while since you’ve been back in Tokyo, ever since you moved to Sapporo for your job and Testuro got matched for a residency at a hospital there.

At 7PM on a Friday afternoon, past the baggage claim with the sunset beaming in through the sliding glass doors, you stare at Keiji’s contact on your phone, thumb hovering hesitantly over the call button. You could count the number of times you’ve called him on one hand, but this was an emergency, right? Is this why your heart is pounding against your chest, so anxious that you feel like you’ll break into a cold sweat any time soon?

You jump into the deep end.

Your hand nervously brings the phone to your ear, waiting with bated breath as the dial tone echoes in the chamber of your brain. Part of you wants him to miss the call so you can avoid this awkward conversation, but another part of you desperately wants him to pick up as if he’ll be able to save you.

Oh god oh god oh god, you panic as the tone stops, there’s a pause, a rustle, and then a hesitant, “—Hello?”

You didn’t plan this out. You’re not ready for this. Shit, what are you supposed to say?

“—hello? (Y/n)?”

“Have you had dinner yet?”

Wow, you’re a terrible conversationalist.

“…um, I haven’t actually. I was about to warm up some leftovers?”

Your eyes focus on the taxis driving by, picking up passengers as they get waved down. Maybe you should just find a cheap hotel nearby, continue this conversation tomorrow.

“Well…I’m in town, actually. I just landed about 30 minutes ago and realized I didn’t have anywhere to go and I don’t really want to call anyone else and I don’t exactly know who else to call so I just, um, thought about calling you and asking if you’ve had dinner? Which if you’re busy and stuff, that’s totally fine, I should’ve texted you beforehand instead of springing this on you and—”

“(Y/n), it’s okay, alright? It’s okay. I’m not busy, so you can stop by. Did my mom ever give you my address?”

Keiji’s brief attempt to calm you down works, surprisingly. You allow yourself to take a deep breath despite the stale airport air, but it was some much-needed oxygen. This is going to be okay, Keiji doesn’t hate you quite yet.

“N-no, she never did.”

“That’s fine, I’ll text it to you. My place is about 30 minutes from the airport, I’d recommend getting a taxi instead of an Uber. I’ll order some delivery—”

“Oh, you don’t have to—”

“You still like the miso ramen from that shop not far from your house, right? They opened up a second store not far from where I live.”

How did he remember that? You’re pretty sure your own mother had forgotten that fact by now.

“Y-yeah, I do,” you smile to yourself. “I still think about it sometimes.”

“Sounds good then. Get here safely then.”

“Okay. Thank you loads again. I’m sorry for all this—”

“Don’t worry about it. Keep me updated, see you later.”

“Yeah, bye.”

Not 30 seconds later, a text arrives to your phone with an address, a keycode for getting past the main door, and other relevant instructions.

Keiji’s apartment is exactly as you expect it to be – prim, proper, neat almost to a fault, with minimalist decorations. The apartment complex he lives in is rather high-end, if the security guards standing outside the main entrance indicated anything. You almost feel completely out of place or like a bug on the wall as you step in after him, a rather comfortable silence between the two of you. His kitchen is spotless and almost sparkles back at you, and the only thing that seems out of place are the containers of your ramen he so kindly ordered for you.

“Your place is really nice, it’s really…you,” you comment, setting your stuff down at the door. Keiji indulges you with a quiet laugh, making sure that there wasn’t anything that would be in your way. His glasses are perched on his head, an old monochrome t-shirt on his shoulders and sweatpants hung low on his hips, yet in this apartment that almost seems like it should be in an interior design magazine, he looks at home. His ethereal beauty, the softness in his eyes, the gentle up-turned strands of his hair – he belonged here.

“The ramen came not too long ago, so it’s still hot. I’ll go ahead and put it together, you can put your jacket on the couch.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Instead, you fold your jacket over your suitcase and quietly make your way into the apartment. Straight across from you are doors to a balcony – darkness had long taken over the city, so you see nothing but your reflection at first. But as you near the plexiglass, the reflection disappears into the view and you almost gasp from the beauty of it.

Blinking lights, flashing billboards, and the brightly lit Tokyo Skytree peer back at you. It only hits you now how much you’ve missed home, and that even though Sapporo was one of the largest cities in Japan, it still wasn’t Tokyo.

“I never get tired of it,” Keiji chimes in while carrying your bowl of ramen to the dining table.

“It’s an amazing view, I can see why you’d live here,” you reply while moving away from it. The table also has two empty wine glasses, and just as you’re about to ask him why they were there, he returns with a newly opened bottle of chardonnay.

“I haven’t had a lot of time to restock the wine fridge, but I knew I was going to kick myself for not having a bottle of that dessert wine we had before you went off to college,” he said with mirth and amusement. “You remember that one?”

“Yeah,” you nearly splutter, almost flushing that once again, Keiji was remembering details about you that you didn’t even know. “Your mom wanted to throw me a graduation dinner and you made it back in time after finals. And she had a bottle of it and between the two of us, we probably drank most of it. Our parents said it was too sweet.”

He nods and sits across from you, elbows on the table as you mutter, “Itadakimasu,” and start eating. You finish your meal silently for the most part, making small talk here and there. Keiji refills both of your glasses and the two of you sip the wine demurely, and while he seems okay with the lack of an explanation, you’re struggling to find the right words.

“So what’s with the impromptu trip to Tokyo? Are you going to see your parents?”

“Should I try to lie to you?”

“It’s up to you.”

Oh, okay then.

But he looks expectant, as if he knows you wouldn’t lie to him – in fact, you’ve never lied to him before. There was never any need to, but did that just mean neither of you ever cared enough?

“Something happened with me and Testuro. I don’t want to bore you with the details, but at the end of the day…I just needed to get away, as cliché as it sounds,” you laugh brokenly. Keiji continues to carefully observe you with a stare that you can’t escape. “I don’t want to tell my parents – you know them, they’ll ask a million questions. Without thinking, I booked a ticket to Tokyo and…now I’m here.”

That was a lie. How are you supposed to tell Keiji that he was the first person you thought of in an effort to run away? You and Keiji have never gotten personal before, he made sure of that. The last thing you want to do is weird him and scare him off.

“…did he cheat on you?” Keiji asked. His voice is darker in his inquiry, deeper than you’ve ever heard before. He has his hands folded in front of his lips and his eyes harden. Testuro may be an old friend to him, but you were in his life longer.

“Nonononono,” you quickly wave off. This isn’t the time to slander your…boyfriend? Could Tetsuro still even be your boyfriend if he no longer has any feelings for you? “Nothing like that.”

“That’s good to hear. If you want, you can tell me another time then. You’re welcome to stay here until you go back to Sapporo.”

You look up at him, eyes incredulous. Could Keiji really be this comfortable with you?

“I wouldn’t mind staying tonight, but I can stay in a hotel for the rest of the week that I’m here.”

“Nonsense,” Keiji refutes, standing from the table and taking your wine glasses to the sink. You follow with your bowl and he starts washing them before you can even offer. “Mom would kill me if she knew I let you pay for a hotel when I have a perfectly functioning bed you can stay in.”

“I mean, if it’s not a bother…”

“It’s not. The futon’s pretty comfortable, I’ve definitely fallen asleep on it plenty of times.”

“We can switch, I would never let you sleep on the futon for a whole week.”

“If you say so then. But for tonight, you can take my bed. Let me grab you an extra towel so you can shower. I’m sure you’ve had a long day,” he says while drying everything off, folding the kitchen towel neatly before heading off to his room. He returns with a large, soft grey towel and you shyly take it from him with a word of thanks, but he stays there in front of you, waiting for something.

“I’m really glad you picked up the phone,” you whisper softly, feeling the effects of the alcohol. You’re entering uncharted territory for the two of you, and this could either kill or strengthen this odd distant friendship. “I meant it when I said I didn’t know who else to call. You were the first person that came to mind and just…I don’t want to make this weird, like you can kick me out,” you begin to ramble. “Don’t feel like you’re obligated to take me in because your mom would be disappointed if you wouldn’t, you’ve already put up with me for over 15 years and it’s fine, I can be on my own and—”

Smooth, calloused hands delicately hold your face, large palms and nimble fingers cupping your cheeks. Your words die on your tongue as Keiji stares straight into your eyes, holding your gaze until your breathing calms down to a steady, languid pace. “You’re my friend, (y/n). So it’s good that you called me.”

“I’m your…friend?” You ask unsteadily, feeling a sense of disbelief.

“Yeah,” he confirms with the corners of his lips turning up slightly. “We’re friends.”

“Okay.”

“Okay. Now go shower.”

“Okay.”

You’re fast asleep before Keiji finishes his own shower, his bedroom door left ajar as the hallway light beams through. He pauses in the midst of drying his hair with a towel, letting it bunch and hang off his neck as he cautiously pushes the door open. Keiji notices your even breathing and how much more relaxed you look in sleep. You’re curled up on your side with the blanket pulled up to your face and he can’t lie: it’s adorable and cute, and he shouldn’t really be thinking these things.

He sits on the edge of the bed in the little space that’s provided, lithe fingers reaching out to brush back a few stray wisps of your hair. Watching you sleep pulls him back into a fond memory he’s kept of the two of you, one that might’ve held very little significance to you but meant something so much more to him. He knows you know him well, he knows how much his mother babbles on about him, and adults were more prone to gossip than the rowdiest of teenagers – he’d be painfully oblivious if he didn’t think you knew that much about him, or more than the average friend.

But it’s comforting to him, sometimes. Knowing you, how kindly you think of others, he might not have to explain what he’s feeling in the moment. You would be able to know, and that soothes him to some degree.

Maybe he had a little bit too much wine as well, but ever so subtly, motions steady and unhurried, he deftly leans closer and closer until his lips brush the apple of your cheek. He lingers for no more than a few seconds and sits back up, gazing at you before standing. His hands adjust the blankets and make sure you’re properly tucked in. He pads away, shutting the door behind him as quietly as possible as to not wake you.

And when he’s found a comfortable position on the futon with his most comfortable throw blanket, he realizes, begrudgingly, that this week will fly by too fast for his liking.

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inkykeiji · 4 months

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hey clari! i hope you’re having a good day!!

i’ve been wondering, how would touya nii react to natsuo starting to really like a girl, possibly the way touya nii fell for reader? would there be any chance of him accepting her, would he want to have a hold on her as well, would reader be somehow okay with it all? i’m really curious on how that dynamic would work (if it did at all). but i don’t know if you’ve ever answered these questions, sorry if you did!

i love your tnii au so much ❤️❤️

ooooh so i touch on it a little bit in this answer right here, but as i said in that response, touya-nii would be quite jealous if natsuo entered into a steady and serious romantic/intimate relationship. natsuo is his little brother, and anyone or anything that threatens his position in natsuo’s life is automatically an enemy. he would never fully accept the partner, because as far as he’s concerned, no one will ever be good enough for his little brother (except for him, of course). touya would always be caustic towards them, constantly grilling them on matters related to natsuo and ‘evaluating’ their competence + care when it comes to his brother.

touya definitely wants power over natsuo’s partner as well, but it’s a different kind of power than that which he holds over his siblings—it’s harsh and cruel and cold, void of any sort of obsession or ‘compassion’ (for lack of a better word) at all. this is more to keep natsuo’s partner under touya’s heel at all times; to keep them in their proper place beneath him. that’s the only way it would work in some sense, but touya would never be happy about it and his consistent malice towards the partner could potentially be viewed as him actively trying to sabotage the relationship (though he would claim otherwise and say it’s all for natsuo’s best interests and benefit). moreover, natsuo’s partner would have to wholeheartedly accept touya’s role within natsuo’s life without criticism or complaint—which would be pretty damn difficult for any sane or mentally healthy person to do/handle!

reader would hate it. i’ve said this before, but reader and touya actually share a lot of the same traits—they just manifest differently and to different severities. but she’d be feeling considerably jealous, too!!! she’s so used to having natsuo’s attention on her and touya, and now this new person has just wedged themselves into the mix (unwanted and uninvited, as far as she’s concerned) and she Does Not like it. reader can be quite selfish and needy, too, just like her niichan.

aw thank u so much anon bb!! + thank you for your questions! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

#they're terrible #like genuinely #i mean touya's the worst obv #he has poisoned their minds #and he likes it that way #the thought of some other person being added to the mix stresses him the fuck out #because they'd be so much work and such a goddamn nuisance if they didn't immediately bend to his will #and touya's fucking crazy like he is not above killing if this gets out of hand #natsuo probably wouldn't stay with someone who consistently criticized his precious touya-nii tho #aaaah they're so fucked up!!!!! <3 #it's sad though too because like #natsuo deserves happiness #and you'd think since touya 'loves' him that he'd want that for him as well #but touya's selfishness will always transcend his love #anyway!!! v fun questions thank you!! <3 #i hope ur having a fab night bb pls stay safe n stay hydrated!!#touya nii universe #inky.bb #clari gets mail

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https-sen · 3 years

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A Birthday Date with The Haikyuu Boys

(if its your birthday or birthday month rn, happy birthday! ily :DD)

[ALL genders (including males) are allowed to read my fics <3)

Genre: Fluff :3

Pairing(s): Yamaguchi x gn!reader

Characters in the mini series:

Yamaguchi Tadashi, Kenma Kōzume

A/N: this is a pathetic excuse to write something like this because my birthday is soon 💀 but anyways i hope you enjoy, im not a professional and i didnt proofread it since im lazy so im sorry if there are mistakes or if theyre out of character 🤡 i do these little fics entirely for funヽ(´▽`)/!

Yamaguchi Tadashi

"Morning, love."

You yawned, rubbing his back. Eyes fluttering open slowly, with a small smile on his face responding, "Good morning, honey", as he snuggled against your side. "D'you know what day is it?" asking with a lazy smile on you face. "Of course I do, it's your birthday! I have an entire day planned for the two of us too since 3 months ago", Tadashi beamed as he got up to point at the calendar hanging on his wall above the framed photo of your first date, 2 years ago. Chuckling to yourself as you always know the olive haired boy could never forget these things since he would plan beforehand all the time.

"I dont mean to rush you, y/n darling, but we have a bus that isn't gonna wait forever."

He peeked from the doorway into your shared bedroom. "Ah sorry Yams, I just need to get my backpack and find my other shoe", you told im walking around with only one sneaker. "Its right there under you desk", he giggled softly and pointed. "You really should clean your room though, babe." Sighing, muttering "I'll do that tomorrow-" even though the both of you know you wont.

* clink * * clink *

The sound of the door-bells chiming as you arrive at the cafe, greeted by a nice waitress. You both talked about the recent episode of "F.R.I.E.N.D.S" you both watched and the schoolwork being given to each other as you weren't in the same class while waiting for your meal to arrive.

"Yams, y'know you didnt have to get me this!",

You gushed at the disneyland photo of the both of you in a lockett and the caramel crumble cheesecake he got you as a present. "But its your birthday and these weren't much anyways. I made the cake last night while you were asleep and found the lockett at a nice little trinket shop actually, so i hope you wont turn it down..", grinning nervously at you. (HDJSSJSJ HES SO GODDAMN SWEET, I STAN 😩) "Of course I won't, I love it!", pulling him into a hug as you planted kisses around his blushing freckled face. "Well, we cant miss the bus ride now can we? C'mon we have a movie and pillow fort to get to! ", cupping your face before laughing together as he dragged you by the hand under the sun setting sky through the park, cherry blossom petals gently falling around you, towards the bus stop.

THIS ONEEEE. THIS ONE HAS ME. I LOVED THIS ONE SO FUCKING MUCHHH AH MY HEART ヽ(*´□`)ﾉﾞ pls gimme a follow if u like what u read to support me :( ilysm whoever reads this and want you to know that youre special and loved! stay hydrated, healthy and safe 🥰

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kirishimas-manly-eyeliner · 4 years

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a matchup for the lovely and very sweet @altynxxi!

ᴏᴍɢ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛɪᴇ 🥺🥺 ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ?? ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴀꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪʙᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴍɢ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴠɪʙᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴀʜʜʜʜʜʜʜ- ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴄᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ʙʙʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ɪᴛ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ-

I match this lovely soft cinnamon roll with...

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Tenya Iida! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

⋆☂˚｡ As a really big Iida simp, please just hear me out here. I know he doesn’t seem like the boyfriend type, and he is a widdle underrated, Tenya is one of the sweetest out there! 🥺 You two would be such an amazing duo together, and you’d be able to always hang out together. Every day is a new adventure with him!!

⋆☂˚｡ The entire class can always find you two talking and elaborating on your passions and the things you love, and boy, mr. air chopper is there to listen! he loves it when you show up to class feeling just as energized as him, and the class has labeled you as power couple of the year. just you wait >:] <3

【 how you two met 】

☾ It was exam time.

☾ Oh no, it was exam time.

☾ You had absolutely no motivation (girl same though I feel you ;u;) to start your work, because you always knew that when you worked, you weren’t doing the passions you were striving for. You wanted to be a hero! So what were you doing, stuck working on the history of Japan and 500000 more math problems? What was the point if it didn’t make sense?

☾ It was around midnight at the dorms, and you were studying for your exams tomorrow. Iida was on a volunteered patrol, and was making sure everyone was fast asleep-- but you could only imagine how surprised he was when he saw you, your door a teenie bit open, and you sprawled across your desk with BTS playing in the background.

☾ “y/n! what are you doing awake? you must be sleeping by now, it’s nearly past midnight!”

☾ Immediately, you started putting things into your backpack, apologizing. “Sorry, sorry. You can go now! Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to bother you. It’s okay now-”

☾ “y/n, are you studying for the final tomorrow?” he was doing that (ADORABLE KUDHWLIUDLhliuhIUWHDLIU) hand-choppy thingy and chopping the air.

☾ “uh, yes. I am, sorry if I was bothering you!” You said, trying to brush it off. Iida looked at you and said, “but the exam is tomorrow. what will you do if you don’t study for it? do you need help? you know what, i will help you. what problem are you on?”

☾ You two studied late into the night, cracking a few jokes as you two studied in the kitchen, making tea as Iida instructed you on how to do everything.

☾ Fun fact, you aced the test! d;

【 relationship headcanons 】

Ahhh sorry that was so long!! you put in so much in your ask (WHICH IS AMAZINGGGG), so I had a lot more to add ^^ thank you so much, don’t apologize for adding more ^U^. anyway, here are some relationship headcanons for you perfect bean and the ray of sunshine:

please cuddle this man. he can and will be the little spoon, even though he never really says it out loud. i think the impression of iida that most people have is that he’s bossy, straightforward, kind of bland in terms of personality-- but i suggest otherwise! when his brother was hurt, who came and left the school festival to see if he was okay? iida. when iida was hurt, trying to seek revenge on stain, even when he was bleeding, he still apologized for “dragging you into this mess” to todoroki and deku. he also supported uraraka in her dreams of working for money, and said that it was completely reasonable to want to be a hero for her own livelihood. he even has a sense of humor, and contagious bursts of energy! okay now that i’m done ranting about him, let’s actually start XD this man!! he loves you so so much. he was never really good with feelings from the start, and he always struggles without trying to do his best no matter what he might encounter. and since iida would totally be the mom friend, i like to think that you two would be the unofficial official mom and dad of the group! iida personally really likes that you feel comfortable enough around him to be chaotic, loud, and he loves to hear you talk about your passions. he’ll do anything to see you smile, hear your laugh, or to see the way your eyes sparkle when you’re happy 🥺🥺🥺🥺 he always tries to get you to talk about your passions, subtly hinting. if you ever show a passion for anything new, trust me, this man will write it down. he’ll have this adorable notebook, and he’ll be writing it down, and trust me: the next day, expect him to know all about it. what? did you say you liked a certain k-drama? yep, he’s there! he also doesn’t mind that you can get anxious either, and if you are, expect hugs. he’ll be a blushing mess, but he’s willing to swallow his pride and give the softest, most sweetest hugs in the world. and if your self-esteem is down? this man WILL literally do anything in his will to bring it back up. he’ll hold you and tell you that it’s going to be okay, and hands you literally 10000 glasses of water to stay hydrated. expect him to also cook whatever food he can for you! and girl, you are so much like me. procrastination is a big problem, but iida will literally help you so so much. he’ll get you to focus like magic, and he promises a kith every time he sees you finish a homework assignment. he’ll shower you with love, and he always finds ways to pump you up! and if you ever have any problems, he’ll always address it right away instead of dragging it out. he’s lawful, so if he does something wrong, he’ll admit to it, and he’ll express how bad he feels about it. he loves you so so much and will never stop!!

(lol i worked on this for 40 whole minutes pls give this some love-)

Haha but I hope you enjoyed your matchup!! you seem like such an amazing and soft person, take care!

Thank you so much for requesting, bby! My requests will be open for a long time, send ‘em in! Stay safe ^U^ <3 <hugs!>

#kme: altynxxi #iida #iida x reader #tenya iida #bnhamatchup #bnha match up #bnha matchup #mhamatchup #mha matchup #mha match up #tenya x reader #iida headcanons #bnha headcanons #tenya iida x reader

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tiny-angel-puppy · 3 years

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About me :

I'm Eddy!!

I'm 22 and a pet regressor and age regressor :)

Dalmatian - German Shepherd mix!!!

Little age is around 2-7 I'd say

I use he/him pronouns, and I'm ftm (Also okie w dog related neo pronouns, pls use them I wanna try them out)

I am bi :3

I am autistic and my special interests are dogs, Sonic, angels and one specific game

Why puppy/ageregression?

I have a lot of mental health issues, one of them being (c)ptsd. Ageregression helps me to cope and I mostly do it involuntarily.

Puppy regression just makes me really happy overall and helps with bad thoughts :3

This blog will be 100% sfw so I don't want any not safe fw interaction please 👉👈

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My own ramblings are under the #puppy barks and #puppy talks. Tho I mostly just talk about my bf :3

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I do talk a lot about my bf cuz he makes me feel safe and happy :3

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royalelusts · 3 years

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I posted 8,836 times in 2021

2444 posts created (28%)

6392 posts reblogged (72%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 2.6 posts.

I added 3,426 tags in 2021

#royal.talks - 1435 posts

#royal.responses - 858 posts

#royal.moots - 683 posts

#obey me - 97 posts

#obey me! - 92 posts

#royal.alerts - 89 posts

#trash panda tendou anon - 55 posts

#🦝 anon - 42 posts

#royal.dreams - 40 posts

#*sigh* - 35 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#the two scenes that really got me was this guy getting his back burned and these little doll clone things crawling into this guys bed

My Top Posts in 2021

could I pls request inosuke with a s/o that likes to borrow steal his boar hat from time to time ? I know it’s a very simple + probably the least detailed request ever , but I can’t rlly think of anything else right now , so I apologise if it’s not detailed enough ┭┮﹏┭┮

remember to take care of yourself and stay hydrated , thank you in advance (≧∇≦)ﾉ ❤️

A/N: You’re fine! I’ve been trying to drink a lot more water lately so thanks for the reminder. I hope you enjoy this☺️

Warning: there’s a brief mention of panicking

It all started because Inosuke was forced to leave it in the room while they took a bath

You were sitting in the room, having bathed beforehand, when you noticed it

Assuming the boys wouldn’t be back for a while you grabbed it

At first touch it felt rough but the further you dug your fingers in?

It was so ✨ s o f t ✨

And surprisingly it didn’t smell bad

It smelt like cedarwood with a hint of lavender

Finally you put it on

That’s it

You were hooked

You take it whenever you got the chance

Oh he’s sleep?

It’s yours now

Oh it got knocked off during training?

You’ll keep it safe for him no worries

At first Inosuke was confused

Why do you keep stealing his boar mask?

Are you trying to challenge him????

Please explain to him why before he decides to fight you-

Once you tell him you just like it he’s still confused but kind of okay with it

Deep down he likes when you hold/wear it

Low-key gives him a sense of pride

'That’s right. That’s my s/o' type feeling

Oh there was this one occurrence when you were freaking out

Something happened and you were panicking on the floor

Inosuke busted in the room ready to train with you

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Could I have a request for upper demon moons with s/o gender neutral in a date in modern world ?

A/N: Here you go anon! I hope you enjoy these.

Kokushibo

I feel like he really enjoys quiet places

A day at the book store is usually you twos go to date

Just helping each other pick out books

Or finding really funny ones to make fun off

Another date you two go on regularly is to the park with your dog

Just watching you play fetch with her is enough to make Kokushibo laugh to himself

His favorite part about the walks though dont happen until the sun goes down

You two were walking hand in hand through the part

“Hey is something wrong?”

Your question caught him off guard. “Why would you say that love?”

“Well you keep checking your watch like somethings going to happen.”

Knowing you caught him he sighed leading you toward the tunnel of trees

As soon as the clock hit 9 the fairy lights in the tunnel turned on

“Oh so this is why you were in such a hurry.”

Pulling out his phone he put on a slow song and held out his hand

“May I?” “You may.”

And you two danced in the tunnel like you were the only people left on the planet

Doma

Did somebody say shopping?

He will buy you anything and everything

Oh you want that new book that your favorite author just dropped?

We’re picking it up right now

You want those shoes?

On it

Want the new video game that’s really hard to get?

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A/N: I am so sorry for getting this out so late😭

here’s Catherine’s version

Fluff Alphabet - Isaac “Zack” Foster x GN! Reader

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real quick warning. beel’s part might be a bit triggering for some <3 part 1

It was a stupid argument really. So stupid in fact that the both of you didn’t even remember what it was about. You just knew that all the pent up frustrations from the past few weeks were finally coming out. “I don’t even know why I bother. All you see is Lilith in me anyway.”

Satan

he paused and looked at you

true, he never physically met her but he is from lucifer

he’s feels the fondness that the ladder felt for her but it’s nothing more than that

a memory

“is this what this is about?”

He didn’t notice how it sounded until you scoffed

Nothing was said until you reached the door

“i often wonder what it would be like to actually love her. to hug her, share moments with her, to genuinely be able to cherish her but i’ll never get that experience. i, luckily, am able to love you and it’s been one of the best experiences of my life. i wouldn’t replace you for all of devildom. please know you mean so much more than those faded emotions.”

Asmodeus

He let out an audible gasp

“mc…!”

He wanted to say something snooty back but nothing came up

Instead he started ushering you out of his room

“get out. the stress will only give me bags and spots”

once you’re gone he’ll sit at his vanity and just stare at himself in the mirror

then and only then will he let himself break

Beelzebub

time stopped when the words left your mouth

no words were needed. you could see the storm going on behind his eyes

all the pain and guilt from the war came rushing back at him

“i’m sorry…”

the words were so soft and broken that if you weren’t paying attention you would have missed it

“i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m sorry. i’m-”

he sobbed between each apology. slowly sinking to his knees. without noticing he started grabbing handfuls of his hair

though the guilt had sunk in from bringing up the topic…

you couldn’t help but wonder if the apology was for you or his sister

Belphegor

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It was a stupid argument really. So stupid in fact that the both of you didn’t even remember what it was about anymore. You just knew that all the pent up frustrations from the past few weeks were finally coming out. “I don’t even know why I bother. All you see is Lilith in me anyway.” part 2

Lucifer

…what?

his breath caught in his throat, processing the words that were yelled at him

“mc is that how you feel?”

receiving no response he got down on his knee gently grabbing your hand

“it’s true i miss her. it also may be true that you are her descendent. however it is not true that i see you as her replacement and i apologize if…i apologize that i’ve made you feel as such.”

the usual confidence his voice held was gone. instead it was replaced with a quiet quivering one.

Mammon

he stared at you in disbelief

you were about to apologize knowing it was sensitive topic but mammon got to you first

he pulled you into his arms burying his face in your shoulder

“yer my human. i already l-lost you once so i d-don’t…”

his words were replaced with soft cries

leviathan

the controller fell from his hands in shock

“it was never…i never…”

he tried to find anything to argue back with but nothing came out right

instead he just stared at the ground thoughts going a mile a minute

was he really doing that? all this time did you feel like a replacement? a place holder?

seeing you turning towards the door his tail acted on its own and wrapped around your wrist

“wait don’t leave. just stay with my a little longer.”

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milkybonya · 4 years

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Hello! I want to say I really really love your reactions! They’re so cute and your writings always succeed to make my day even brighter hehe ><

And if I may request something, would you please make a reaction of WayV as your college bestie / WayV as your brothers? 🥺🥺

Thank you for your beautiful writings and have a nice day!

you’re so sweet... thank you x100000 (>@_@)><3 i hope you enjoy and also have a lovely lovely day~

WayV as your college bestie

Warnings: food mentions

Kun

the first image that comes to mind when i think of college!Kun is him innocently sipping his iced drink through a draw while navigating the campus, wearing a grey backpack, to try to get to class on time (AND LOOK AT THE PHOTO I FOUND^)

so BET he’ll always have an iced drink ready for you too <3

only if you like iced drinks, though

if not, he’ll get whatever it is that you like!

Kun is always on top of his work omg but that’s good for you because he just gives you his notes for free?

“here, [y/n], i summarized the lectures for our exam. take a look at them!”

always saving seats for you in the library or lecture hall

politely asks people to move if they steal your spot

calls your phone when you accidentally sleep in to remind you to come to class

when the campus gets busy in-between classes and people bump into you, he puts his arm around you to keep you safe

sometimes you wonder how he’s doing so well in class when all he seems to do is practice his card tricks in the library

you can usually find him in the room in his residence building where there’s a random piano because he loves playing it hehe

Ten

this man would be a MESS in college oh lawd

constantly pulling all nighters and whining for you to stay up with him

then doesn’t even wake you up ?? so you end up sleeping through your class :(

“i didn’t wanna put a hold on your beauty sleep”

“Ten, you literally called me ugly two seconds ago”

sometimes this mans will walk in when there’s ten minutes left of class like hello ?? siR

brags about his good grades and when he scores better than you

“do you want me to tutor you? it’s expensive though... my time is valuable” *flips hair*

always begging you to go to a convenience store with him so he can buy some sweets because he’s stressed

as much as he teases you, he also loves you a lot :”)

pats your head when you tell him you didn’t do well on a test

“it’s okay, you can do better next time!”

smiles at you nonstop until you smile back

Winwin

always checking up on you and your mental health

“[y/n], did you really sleep in this morning accidentally or is there something wrong?”

he’s such a source of comfort to you because he can easily tell when you’re sad

he knows all your sad signals and how to make you feel better :”)

timidly follows you around campus because you’re one of the only people he feels comfortable around <3

joins the same clubs as you because he likes being around you

study sessions with him are actually productive because this man knows when it’s time to study vs. time to socialize

he’s generally a good student but sometimes when he’s tired of lectures, he watches anime in class with you (only if you like it too!) ;)

sometimes he does this when he’s in the front row like sir,,, this man has no shAME

honestly the two of you are always together because he can’t bear to leave you alone

video calls you at night when you’re in your own dorms just because he wants to talk to you while he makes ramen :’)

Lucas

why does this man have so much energy at 8am lectures??!

“WOOO LET’S GO TO CLASS, [Y/N]!” he cheers while shaking your shoulders around with his large hands

this man is your energy booster, seriously

he’s always there to give you encouragement, whether it’s by hugging you tightly or loudly yelling and jumping around, he never lets you get tired

but of course he also acknowledges when you need breaks!

“[y/n], you’ve been in the library for too long, c’mon, go eat! i’ll save your spot for you :]”

you return to find a whole bunch of random doodles on your notes :’)

gives you his hoodie whenever you’re cold in class

and doesn’t even make a fuss about you giving them back?

you’ve been kicked out a total of 7 times from the library because he has been too loud

begs you to join the orientation week organizing club so the two of you can help welcome first-years before classes begin

he loses his voice because he yells so loudly during that week

Xiaojun

the library is this man’s haven because of how much he loves to read :”)

so he’s always asking you to come to the library and bring him snacks because he’s hungry

makes up for it by helping you with homework and assignments hehe

likes to rent out those group study rooms in the library so he can mess around while the two of you study

by mess around i mean this man sings his study notes. out loud. and somehow hearing his pretty voice helps you memorize everything?

acts like he’s oblivious to all the drama in your program but actually knows everyone’s tea

tells you them whenever you feel sad

“hey, don’t feel sad! Lucas got 27% on the test-wait i wasn’t supposed to say that-”

when you fall asleep at the library, he stays with you until you wake up

then helps you get back to your dorm

always makes sure you’ve eaten your meals and are staying hydrated <3

likes to hang out in empty lecture halls with you and sing because the acoustics sound nice :”)

Hendery

this man knows all the department tea and will tell you all about it even if you don’t want to hear it

“yeah, so that person was dating the other person, but it turns out the other person’s friend was that person’s ex???”

you’d think he wouldn’t have time to study BUT NOPE, this mans grades are flawless!! (just like him)

always bragging about those grades of his

*pushes up glasses and shuffles papers* “i did really well on that test...”

but of course he’s careful to never rub it in your face or anything, especially if you didn’t get a good grade

“that test? don’t worry, we all failed it! i got 1% on it!”

“that isn’t possible, Hendery...”

“sure it is!” *shows you his test paper while covering the two 0′s after the 1 on the top of the page*

always ready to go to a new café with you so you can both flex that you’re studious students who study

looks at memes on his phone in class and laughs so loudly that he gets asked to leave

Yangyang

spends so much time gaming that you find yourself worrying about him

“[y/n].... you’re calling because you thought of me? i’m so touched... yes, i’m hungry, pls bring me food ;3;”

of course it’s just a tactic to get you to give him attention ;)

skips a lot of his classes to do random things and asks you to join him

one time the two of you went to a farm to pet some cute animals

anD ONE OF THEM STARTING CHASING YANGYANG

the photos you got were hilarious and Yangyang had to do whatever you asked for a week to stop you from posting the photos

just daily Yangyang x [y/n] friendship things ;)

always asking you to help him with things because he’s babY

but also ready to do anything for you at any time

literally fought your group mates once when you had an assignment and they made you do all the work

“[y/n] already does all my work for me, so they can’t do your work too!”

prefers sleeping in your room more than sleeping in his own mostly because he doesn’t want to be alone :”)

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