#sorry for all of this im trying to forget this all happened 💞

[packsvlog]

saw ur headcanon itch and wanted to scratch it

headcanons for new boyfriend gojo, toji or nanami?! 💞

damn im kinda in luv with u for sending this so quick, or whatever…

so, for new boyfriend i’m guessing recent relationship, right? cause i like the way you’re thinking, so let’s go.

ps: i try to make things normal, but i always create a plot, i’m so sorry (i’m not).

GOJO, TOJI & NANAMI AS NEW BOYFRIENDS. ⋆.˚

✶ 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬: foul language / sexual innuendo on toji / reader has no gender.

✶ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k

──── ✎ ° ⋆ GOJO SATORU, the helpless fool in love.

First of all, Gojo as a new boyfriend is a different person than Gojo as a boyfriend of many years, for the simplest reason of he does not not how to be a one. He knows how to be a friend or best friend, not to be biased by my own ships (stsg) but I don’t think Gojo is the type of guy to fall for a stranger — he needs connection, thrives of being know.

Your relationship with Gojo as best friends is quite normal, he acts as a child, you scold him for it, and one day out of the loop of normalcy, he catches himself eager for your judgmental stare and scoff. And you also notice how his mischievous smirks and absolute terrible pranks are always on you. You are the one to notice his crush, so you flirt back.

Enters the shocked Satoru, because canonically he gets no bitches, even if he is gets a lot of attention (from middle school girls) and has a cocky personality.

Your first date started terrible. I’m so sorry to be the breaker of such news, but as said before, Gojo doesn’t know how to be a boyfriend. He thinks that everything in life can be easily scripted, not noticing that you, as his best friend, doesn’t need to be impressed.

So, Satoru keeps telling you about his grande missions (forgetting you were there, fighting as good as him) or funny jokes (that you helped him make). He gets nervous when you kindly point it out, but you’re sweet with him, grabbing his hands and taking control of the talk, him following your lead. It kinda becomes a little something in your relationship, when Gojo gets lost, you light his way.

Soon, his nervousness goes away and you’ll be back to having your best friend, that now kisses you from time to time (all the time).

──── ✎ ° ⋆ FUSHIGURO TOJI, the one who finally wins a bet.

Toji is the type to use dating apps and swipe right for the girls that pose with nice cars, or in trips all over the world — he wants to have a girl with money so he can gamble more, he is not a good boyfriend material, sorry.

But you are no dating app type of girl (sometimes you slip, but that’s unimportant). You’re just a hitman, that Toji catches talking with Shiu, he tries to hit on you, and you hit him, with your fist! It’s a match!

He is pissed off but not as much as he is intrigued. You have money, he knows that, but don’t get him wrong, your right hook send this man into a spiral of thoughts, he is already begging for you.

You know of Toji, his name spreads like wildfire in your line of job, he is a murderer and a bit crazy doing his work and way of spending his earning, but his looks outstanding him a lot. So, you make a bet, he stop gambling for a year, and you give him a chance.

You knew this was never going to happen, an addicted don’t stop so quick, and you barely see the guy. You think you are not an effort to be made.

Shocking the whole population and making gamble games loose a comically large quantity of money (he really will me missed), Toji keeps his word and now he is coming to make you pay for yours — a date is set!

As a new boyfriend, Toji needs to be reminded he is in a relationship. Sorry to say it, but it takes him four months to delete his dating app, he wasn’t using it, but it never clicked in him to do that. Toji also very much dates at home for the sole purpose of not leaving the room, you have to threaten him lots and lots for the guy to remember restaurants exists.

He sucks at first, but he is good at what he does with you, so you keep letting him get away with his slack of boyfriend duties, until you give him an ultimatum.

Now, remember that one year Toji kept himself busy with work and no gambling? You can say he has a large amount saved, and to shut your pretty ass up, he is spending with you — he takes you to Korea, buys whatever you set your eyes on, restaurants every day and bed bagging on the wall every night.

He is an asshole, but he can do a pretty job when his lovely partner threatens him.

──── ✎ ° ⋆ NANAMI KENTO, the one who fumbled first.

Nanami Kento is like the prize of life. Not to make a man the center of yours, but you can’t say you are not winning when this hunk of a male specimen who treats women with respect beyond the minimum is yours.

Women, men, everyone is fighting for him. You remember very well the eyes burning you whenever he was talking with you, specially Gojo’s six, prior dating.

Nanami is the set in stone exemple of how to be a perfect guy. But let’s make one thing clear, he did not liked you at first. Not because sometimes you can be weird like Satoru, is because he terribly wanted you, but he hates the idea of dying and you as well — both sorceress.

Contrary to popular belief and shocking a whole nation, Nanami Kento fucks up pre dating, ladies and gentleman. He shows up one day at job saying he is going on a date with a baker from his favorite shop.

You slip a few tears before moving out of the room. He sees them, and he hates himself for it. You both were almost dating, that’s why it hurts.

That night, while crying and eating ice cream and watching “How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days”, Nanami Kento knocks at your door, and soon as you open, he is kissing you. He never went to the date, he could never want anyone but you.

Your relationship, despite all of this, starts wonderfully. This man worships you, he makes sure you know how much he loves and care for you, there is no space for insecurities because he is filling everything with his love — you’re drowning in Nanami’s affection.

There is too many dates, too many flowers, too many trips. And this man does not work a lot, he hates to work, the clock hits his hour and he is out the door (curses get eliminated quickly). He is always coming home to you, no one can stop Nanami from falling into your arms.

As a punishment, he is forbidden from going to his favorite bakery — he doesn’t mind (he misses the onion bread so much).

[snowyquokka]

Hi gorgeous 💞

I honestly love you work, thank you so much ❤️

If it's not too much to ask but my birthday is on 14th March so can you write a hyunjin x f reader smut +fluff with him giving reader his birthday gift for her (surprise me with your writing)?

I would really appreciate it 🥺

Bye 👋

SYMPHONIES

cw: mature content MDNI, fem reader, oral *f receiving, swearing, friends to lovers, no aftercare shown but is implied

wc: 1.3k

a.n - happy birthday beautiful!! i hope this was a good enough present <3

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12:00 AM

Tons of DMs, calls and texts erupt on your phone simultaneously, wishing you a happy birthday. Everyone but the one you wanted most.

Is it wrong to be in love with your best friend since the sixth grade? To a normal person, maybe, but to you it’s the reality you’re forced to live.

4:00 AM

Did he forget? You can’t blame him; he is an idol after all and he’s probably exhausted. At this point the group chat you are in with all the guys is blowing up to the point where you had to silence it once you realized that Hyunjin wasn’t responding or jumping in the conversation.

CHILDREN OF CHAN

|lixie - happy birthday cutie

|hanji - HAPPY BIRTHDAY

|hanji - get ready to party bitch. it’s on

|seungmo - im not getting stuck with han’s shitfaced ass this time

|minhoe - it’s only like one in the morning and you’re already plotting?

|innie - felix get back on league

|channie - im trying to sleep

|seungmo - put your phone on silent then old man

|seungmo - nvm you probably dont know how at ur jurassic age

You let out a small laugh and bite your lip, contemplating if you should thank them or not. Ultimately deciding against it and telling yourself that you’ll do it when you wake up, you turn off your phone and roll over onto your side, soundlessly falling asleep.

10:00 AM

There’s a knock at the door, startling you out of yet another poor attempt at sleeping. You hop out of bed sluggishly and make your way to the living room. To your surprise, Hyunjin is leaning against the doorway, having let himself in with the emergency key you gave him when you first moved in.

“Just in case,” He insisted, “What if something happens and you need me? Or vice versa.” The fact that you believed that would be the only scenario he used it for seemed a bit foolish as he visited more and more.

You spot a somewhat large box, royal blue with a red ribbon on top, in Hyunjin’s hands. He smiles and pushes off the doorway. “I’m sorry to intrude like that, you weren’t answering your phone.” He says when he reaches you.

You shrug, “It’s okay. I was only sleeping.” Hyunjin nods and places the box in your hands with a sly grin, “Open,” He gestures towards the box. You move to the couch and take the lid off the box. The first thing on top is your very own Jiniret. “So you stop kidnapping my child,” Hyunjin laughs and slides onto the couch next to you. The next thing you pull out is an all black hoodie and when you turn it around you see Hyunjin’s name on the back. The small gesture shouldn’t cause butterflies to emerge in your stomach, but it does to your dismay.

You take out the rest of the stuff (a few small fake plants, Versace perfume that you scold him for buying for you, and a couple of his PCs sprinkled in between everything). You finally reach the bottom and furrow your eyebrows when you pull out a blindfold. You look at Hyunjin whose expression has morphed into something mischievous. He moves the box out of your lap and takes the blindfold out of your hands before tying it around your head, obstructing your vision.

“C’mon, stand up.” You do and Hyunjin slides his hand in yours, guiding you somewhere.

After a few moments you assume you’ve reached your bedroom, the smell of your favorite candle filling the air. The door clicks behind you and now you’re hyper aware of Hyunjin’s presence.

“Why are we in my room, Jin?” Instead of answering you, he runs his fingers delicately down your bare forearms, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake.

“I think we can both agree that we have more than just a normal friendship, don’t you think?” Hyunjin’s voice has noticeably dropped, causing shivers to wrack your body. Your heartbeat quickens so much that you wouldn’t be surprised if he could hear it. “I asked you a question, baby.”

Are you dreaming? You must be dreaming. There is absolutely no way you aren’t. He would never say anything like this. Right? Right. You’re pulled out of your thoughts when Hyunjin places his hands on your hips and presses you flush against his body.

Maybe you aren’t dreaming, judging by the very real, sizable erection digging into your stomach. “Hyunjin I-” You aren’t too sure what to say except to agree with him. He walks you back to the bed and gently lets you down, climbing over you soon after.

“Are you sure?” You know for sure that he would never lie about something like this, especially with you. You’re asking yourself more than you are him.

He toys with the hem of your shirt, “May I?” You nod and raise your arms as he lifts it over your head before immediately attaching his lips to your neck. Hyunjin nips at your shoulder and collar bone before making his way down to your breasts. “Do you want this?”

“Yes, please.” You whine. He unclasps your bra and throws it somewhere. His mouth attacks your right breast, his other hand massaging the other. Your back arches in pleasure and you can’t help but let out a groan. How can’t you when Hwang fucking Hyunjin has his pretty pink lips wrapped around your nipple.

“Fuck, baby. You make the sexiest sounds.” Hyunjin drops to his knees, pulling your shorts and panties down with him. His mouth waters at the sight of his index finger being swallowed whole by your tight heat.

“Holy shit,” You say breathlessly. You raise your hands to take the blindfold but he stops you.

“Not yet, baby. Want to make you come first,” With that he adds another finger and watches, mesmerized, as your cunt takes his digits. The lewd sounds filling the room are enough to make him bust right then and there. He manages to pull himself together though. That is, until he gets a taste of you.

Hyunjin’s tongue slides in between your folds in one flat stripe and he groans. The groan is so deep that you feel it vibrate through your entire being. He traces figure eights across your clit and you swear you're in heaven. His tongue is euphoric and the feeling of his delighted groans are better than ecstasy.

“Hyune, please. I’m almost there.” Your fingers tug at his roots so hard you might have to apologize later. Hyunjin doesn’t seem to mind very much.

“You’re so good for me, baby. Come on, finish for me. Let me hear those pretty little symphonies of moans.” You clench around his fingers as he increases the pressure on your clit, giving you a knee buckling orgasm. You crash so hard that Hyunjin has to hold up your waist to prevent you from falling.

He chuckles and licks the insides of your thighs clean before rising to his feet and pulling you into a wet kiss, your own juices invading your tastebuds. Hyunjin finally lets you take off the blindfold after helping you sit up. The man in front of you looks so proud of himself with a lopsided grin, your release glistening on his lips.

“Happy birthday, baby.” He pulls you into another kiss and cups your jaw.

“This gonna happen every year?” You smile. Hyunjin shakes his head.

“This is gonna happen whenever you’ll let me.”

[cheri-2047]

Helloooo do you write for aventurine from hsr?

If you do, would it be possible to request an aventurine x gn reader where he tries to comfort the reader who has religious trauma? If that's a little too complicated then something like aven trying to comfort the reader when they were suddenly reminded about their trauma from parents.

I'm really just desperately trying to make myself feel better 😭 anw the decision is still up to you <3 I hope you have a wonderful day and I hope that you stay safe and healthy, take care!! 💞💐

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG 😭 I LOST MOTIVATION TO WRITE ANYTHING 😞😞 I’d love to write this for you but I’m not so sure on what religious trauma is so I focused on reader getting triggered by their parents instead, I hope that’s okay. Please don’t hesitate to comment if I mischaracterized him, this is based off what I see online since I don’t play hsr, thank you!

Aventurine comfort:

TAGS: slight mentions of self harm, hair pulling (out of stress) angst, fluff and comfort at the end

CHARACTERS: Aventurine

You were on your way home after meeting up with your parents. It’s been awhile since you last saw them so you thought you’d pay them a visit.

They welcomed you with open arms and were very glad that you came over, your mother excitedly sharing new stories of what’s happened while you moved away and your father just simply listening to you two.

Everything was smooth sailing, you had fun with them, sharing laughs and all until it all went down the drain.

“haha…” you chuckled it off. You hated hearing about the incident that had happened. Your parents brushed it off by now as a joke, but to you it was anything BUT that.

you continued to catch up to them, holding up a smile to get away the memories that ran through your brain.

stop stop stop

You clenched your hands tightly, continuing to laugh along with the “jokes” your parents made. You couldn’t stop thinking about it now, everything that happened, everything that you worked so hard to forget, all of it GONE just because of a few simple words.

“I might be home a bit late sweetheart, please don’t stay up waiting for me. Love you”

Your phone buzzed, a message from your boyfriend, Aventurine.

perfect.

You took this to your advantage, deciding it was a good excuse.

“Ah I need to go home, sorry mama, urgent things at work.”

You made a white lie. You knew it was a bad thing to lie, it would make you a sinner, but you would do anything right now to get away from that so called ‘home’

“I hope you visit again, we love you”

Your father kissed you on the forehead, before both waving off.

You quickly shuffled to your car, driving as fast as you can away from your parent’s home. You were thankful for your boyfriend’s text, not only can you have alone time but you also were able to lie with getting home.

You drove faster, the music louder, anything to try and get the flooding memories away. You clenched the wheel tightly, taking rough turns, completely ignoring your surroundings.

shut up shut up shut up shut up

please.

You reached your home, running to your bedroom, your safe place.

You opened the television, had your snacks around you and all but for some reason, nothing would work. The thoughts still lingered at the back of your mind, the unspoken memories, the things you’ve tried to hard to forget.

Little did you know, you ended up spiraling. Your eyes on the TV, your mind elsewhere. It all came back too quickly, too much for you, the way you were treated, the rules you were forced to have, the life you so desperately wanted to escape, and it felt like you were back. “…y/n… y/n? Hey hey-“

you got started by the sound, only to realize you had been pulling your hair a lot,

“ah- y-you’re back earl-“

He wrapped his arms around you tightly, Aventurine pulled your hands away from your hair,

“Shh, shh… there there”

he rubbed his hand on your back, you leaned into his touch, before looking down to see blood on your fingernails. “What happened?”

Aventurine pulled away, cupping your cheeks and rubbing your hand, careful not to touch the skin you picked.

You didn’t even notice it, but you were crying. You had tears run down your face as if your eyes were waterfalls.

“I visited my parents today”

“mh…did they do anything?”

“they just…mentioned something and I got triggered and started spiraling I guess…”

as you spoke, aventurine started to wrap some bandages around your fingers.

“What did they say?”

(cutting this part off here so you can like…. Explain to him ykyk. He doesn’t know much of your trauma so u explain that you went through that before)

“Oh sweetheart…”

he wiped your tears and kissed you on the cheek, before hugging you and hurrying your face into the crook of his neck.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t know that’s ever happened, why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to remember…”

he frowned and pulled you closer,

“I’m sorry…. If you’re up to going to your parents again, I’ll be here to accompany you. If you don’t, then that’s alright, I understand.”

he kisses the top of your head multiple times, hoping to sooth you with his affection.

He intertwined his hand with yours as he continues to speak reassuring words. “I am always here for you, alright my dearest? If you feel triggered by anything ever again, please don’t hesitate to tell me. I’m never ‘too busy’ for you or any of that. I love you”

you smile as he tells you how he has your back and how he will never leave and swear to always protect you. As you stop crying, he starts to clean up the snacks you left and comes back with more of your favorite foods.

“I got some before I left work”

he chuckles, lying next to you on the bed as you two stayed in the comfort of each others arms.

“I love you, I always will and I will never stop.”

He presses a kiss to your lips, pulling away to see your smile, which makes him smile as well.

A/N: OKAY… so I tried to make it like him as much as I could, I think he’s the type to gen take things seriously in scenarios like this, and the part where he like… pushes(?) your head to his neck for comfort, that means a lot since I hc him to not like being touched there or anyone touching him there either, so yeah. Thanks for requesting and I hope this is ok!! Comments are appreciated (for tips, if I mischaracterized or just to say hi) I hope ure okay dude, if you want more of these feel free to request

[cherrysmooth-ie]

CHERRY MY ANGEL BBY IM STILL SPINNING OUT ABT THIS

I GIVE YOU professor binnie

He’s strict, but he has a soft spot for you🤭 if you come in late to class he’s not punishing you with a grade drop, instead he’s bending you over the desk, pushing down your panties just to fuck you dumb until you’ve learned your lesson♥️

“S-so m-much cock” you’d say and he’d be right by your ear grabbing your hair back by his fist.

“So much cock,huh?” He’d mocks into your ear. He’d chuckle before slamming into you harder.

“Bunny don’t even act like you don’t come in late to class just so I’ll stuff you full. Such a little slut, making me fuck you in class?”

ESTEE MY LOVE OH MY GOOOOD AISVWUSVWISVIWAH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS IM SCREAMING PLEASEE 🤍 HE LOOKED SO GOOD IN THE MV IM SO HAPPY THEY MADE PROFESSOR BINNIE REAL AND PUT HIM IN THOSE GLASSES AND THE CLOSE UP ON HIS LIPS 😩💞

AND HE IS SO RIGHT !! I Obviously keep showing up late on purpose, only ever wearing dresses and skirts because it's faster to just lift them up 💕 of course I'd still try to deny it, he can't know how much of a slut I truly am for him (even tho he already does), he calls it a punishment, but is it really if I'm getting exactly what I wanted??? 🤭

Him cumming inside and stuffing me full of his cum, pulling my panties up again, a smirk on his lips while he takes on the sight of how messed up I look; styled hair now all over my face, he chuckles and tries brushing it with his fingers to make me look more "presentable", make up is ruined too, mascara, eyeliner and lipstick all smudged now.

Still feeling lightheaded, slightly panting, can't even remember what day it is yet, he uses his thumb and index finger to lift my chin and make me look him in the eyes, he says,

"Now, since you wanna keep acting like a little slut, you'll attend your next class with my cum inside you, I don't care if it starts dripping down your thighs and people notice, that's what you get for not taking my class more seriously. Do you understand?"

I nod slowly but that's not what he's looking for, he puts one hand around my neck and squeezes gently as a warning.

"I really fucked you dumb, hm? did you forget how you're supposed to answer when being asked a question, bunny?"

"—Sorry, I'm sorry. Yes, professor."

"There you go.. not that hard, right?" he places a kiss right on the corner of my lips and whispers, "I expect to see you on time tomorrow."

We both know that won't happen.

AIBDIASABDIABSIAS I GOT CARRIED AWAY I DIDNT KNOW HOW MUCH I NEEDED PROFESSOR BINNIE UNTIL I GOT HIM AND THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS SCENARIO IM STILL SCREAMING 😣💞

[strawmyberry]

hi strawberry!! i hope you are doing well!! 💗💖 thank you so much for legit being the sweetest person i’ve ever met 😭💖💗 i always appreciate all the kind comments you leave on my writing you’re always so thoughtful and your words mean so much 😭💞 i always reread ur fics and hcs, your writing is so so adorable i love it so much!! 😭❤️💖 i hope you’re having a great day/night!! <33

hi toast🥹❤️

this is genuinely so sweet and i don’t know how to describe how much i needed to hear this right now. i wanna start off by saying im sorry ive been super inactive- a lot of…not so great things have happened as of recently- and im trying to think of a way to convey what’s happening without tmi-ing-

i lost someone really close to me recently- and my mental health has just been…not all that good.

i promise that i didnt forget about you guys!!! and i do plan on writing more fics. every single request ive gotten in my inbox WILL be fulfilled- but i just have to clarify that it may take a little bit.

im gonna try to be more active here! pinky promise!

thanks again for everything you guys! ill try to get my next fic out soon 🥹❤️

— ❤️🍓 strawberry 🍓❤️

[dia-land]

*Midori took all her courage and spoke to the tall man who had some similaritys with her. She stood in front of him and cleared her throat while she tried not to let her nervousness show*

"Hello..you are Richter Sakamaki right?...my Name is Midori Winters...well Midori Sakamaki would be more correct...Cordelia probably didn't tell you about me...she probably wanted to forget me and what happend. Im yours and Cordelia's Daughter! ....!"

*Her eyes widened, surprised at her directness, and she began to blush slightly*

"Oh gosh that was blunt...Im sorry I didn't mean to take you off guard. I should explain you everything... I was kidnapped as a baby by a former Maid/Nanny of the Sakamaki Household, her name is Hanna Winters, you probably don't remember her. She is now my  Adoptive Mother and she is a good one. I came to you because... "

*she takes a deep breath and let her words blurt out fast,with a slight angry undertone*

"I was tired of seeing that my adoptive sister/cousin Mona got all the attention from her father - Karlheinz while I was treated like air or Trash! I also wanted a father!"  

*she startet to blush,and began to stutter slightly while nervously playing with her hair and looking a little grumpy,while trying to avoid eye contact*

"aand I I would like to know if you are really such a horrible person as my adoptive mother told me? And..And if you want to get to know me better?"

((So sorry this took forever to answer!!😭 I was busy with something but now I'm back. 💞))

"What-! Calm down! Where is all this information suddenly coming from!? And how did you come here?!?"

[He sat down trying to process whatever was happening]

"That woman never told me about you. Why..? Let me try to calm down a little. Good grief."

[He took a deep breath and tried to calm down]

"Hanna Winters... I do remember her. She used to be the maid that...worked for us. No wonder she randomly left. Where is she now? My, I'll ask these hideous questions later and answer yours. So, you want to know if I'm a horrible person or not. Well. I'm not. I'm not a horrible person. Well, I don't know. And who does she think she is to just kidnap my own daughter and talk rubbish about me! I will have to kill her for messing with someone like me. I don't care if you think of her as family or not! I am your family. And it's also your fault for not coming to me earlier! Take me to her right now or I'll lock you behind dungeons!"

[Richter was getting more and more furious by each second. He grabbed her hand and threw her on the floor. He held a sharp sword above her. ]

"Tell me where she is right now...or I'll kill you instead."

[breathplayed]

Helloo! I'll be up front and then explain in case you don't feel like reading the rest: are you okay with fics of your fics? Like fics inspired by/written in the AUs you've created?

For context: hello (again)! I'm a big fan of yours (ultraviolett on ao3), I reached out to you on Twitter but I wasn't sure if you'd see it so I thought I'd reach out here too (I apologize if you like, purposely ignored/didn't answer and I'm being annoying or something). I wrote a little something inspired by Folie a Trois and I was wondering if a) you might like to read it and b) if you might be ok with me posting it (as a gift to you on ao3 of course!)

Hope this isn't bothersome!

YES YES YES i’m so sorry i didn’t see when u reached out (i tried to go find a mention/dm and couldnt rip 😭 im very overwhelmed by talking/notifs rn sowwy im trying to become a luddite cryptid) BUT this isn’t annoying at all, ppl writing fic inspired by or even directly of my fics has happened a few times and i’m ok with the idea + find it interesting to see the different interpretation + find it an honor that something i wrote touched someone enough to inspire them to create art of their own in any way 💖

truly not at all bothersome and btw, like public psa tbh, even if it takes me a hot minute to read/reply to something, or i forget altogether, i promise i never intend to ignore ppl!! i have terrible memory and debilitating executive dysfunction issues lol, it’s hard for me to reply to ppl even if i rly want to/like something, i forget to go back to reply when i have energy + miss a lot of notifs 😞 plz do always come bug me again on something if i seem to have missed it/forgotten and u would like an answer!!! i will do my best! especially something cool like this!!! im always happy to hear my brainworms infected someone else, i only bother to write so i can increase their community transmission 🫂💞

[nonstoplover]

we're only human ~ babe heffron (babe of brothers)

my masterlist  |  my hbo war masterlist

pairing: babe heffron x (female) reader

request: "allow me to slide you a prompt req?! #2 and #14 from the angst list pleaaaaase??? (with whoever you're most motivated to write for) 😈💞"

prompts: "When did you stop loving me?" & "I wish I was brave."

summary: babe is trying to distance himself from her and she can't help but wonder why

words: 2.1K

a/n: this one i dedicate to my lovely Pearl @now-im-a-belieber . happy birthday my darling!! i'm so happy to have gotten to know you. you've been the first person i spoke with in this fandom and you've been the loveliest and most awesome ever since. i love you with all my heart and i hope you enjoy this babe fic i wrote for you on your special day!! 💕✨

( i'm not at all satisfied with how this turned out even though i wanted something really good for you my sweet friend. i'm sorry 😂 i hope it's not too sappy and rushed at the end )

(y/n/n) means: your nickname

(y/e/c) means: your eye colour

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She watches as Babe spins around and hurriedly makes his way in the opposite direction with a frown playing on her forehead. A huff leaves her lungs just as he disappears behind a corner.

This is getting ridiculous, she thinks. He behaves like the two of them being best friends - and then even something more - has never even happened. Or even worse, as if she did something so hideous and impardonable that he doesn't even want to see her face any more. But no matter how hard she thinks, she can't come up with any moment that could've caused him to get so mad at her.

And she can't even ask him what's wrong - every time they accidentally meet, he disappears from her surroundings before she can mutter out a single syllable. He always makes a way for himself to get away immediately, he always succeeds.

It's slowly driving her crazy.

With a sigh escaping her lips and her shoulders moving in a shrugging motion she steps out the door and makes her way to the company CP of Easy as she initially planned before freezing in the doorway upon seeing the boy.

Through the rest of the day, the image of him turning around with wide eyes never leaves her mind - it only awakens more of her thoughts and memories.

She thinks back to all of the nights they held each close in the Bois Jacques, trying to fight the cold, whispering to each other when they couldn't fall asleep due to how much they've been shivering. All the jokes they told each other, trying to make the other forget about the awful circumstances. All the quiet giggles and chuckles that threatened to burst into a full laughter - something they shouldn't do. All the shared glances when something reminded them of a previous night's conversation, often ending in both of them trying to bite back a laugh since it being a truly inappropriate moment for even smiling.

They talked about everything and anything, whatever came to their minds in that particular moment, slowly getting to know each other more and more. Even during the patrols in the forest they were sent together, they just couldn't keep their mouths shut.

As time went by, their friendship slowly transformed into something more. They never talked about it, it was never spoken out, but even the others in Easy could sense something has definitely changed between the two. If possible, they got even closer. And it didn't take long before innocent kisses on the cheek turned into kisses on the lips when no one else could see, and softly spoken good night's turned into I love you's.

By the time it was time for them to leave the forest and attack the town of Foy, they've been so close as if they've known each other since childhood. After every battle Easy had to fight, first things first they looked for each other - a relieved sigh leaving their lips as they embraced the other with what small amount of energy they still had in their bodies. The other's touch seemed to heal any wounds they might have ended up with.

In the convent they fell asleep with their limbs tangled together. (y/n) sat next to Babe with her feet planted on the bench on his other side, her head resting right above his collarbone, their fingers laced together in his lap while his other hand held her close with his fingers gently pressing into her waistline.

The last thing he said to her was that - until then nightly - I love you he muttered into her hair half-asleep as they both drifted off to the land of dreams to the angelic sound of the choir singing.

When she woke up the next day, he was nowhere to be found - she only saw him next right before Easy got on the trucks that took them to Haguenau. He glanced at her, then just as she waved with her hand to beckon him over to the vehicle she was standing next to, he turned his head away and got on another one, leaving her standing there with wide eyes and a mouth hanging slightly open in surprise until Luz reached down to help her up, jolting her out of her thoughts.

And now it just all feels like a break up - except they were never officially together. They never talked about it. She thought the often spoke I love you's were proof of their shared feelings in case the kisses weren't, but ever since they moved to Haguenau, she's not so sure he ever had real feelings towards her other than a friendship with a little need to feel something. Maybe it never was more than a kind of friends with benefits.

Maybe all he wanted was someone to hold to keep himself warm. Someone to help him feel something again, with the kisses and whispered words of adoration. But now that they got out of the cold and they can sleep under a roof, in a bed once again, he doesn't need anyone to keep him warm anymore.

Or maybe he just stopped having feelings for her. He's gotten to know her true personality and found something there he didn't like. Anything's possible at this point. Anything.

But she can never be totally sure - not until she speaks with him. So she plans out the perfect trap that leaves him no chance but talk to her.

The next afternoon, with a little help from Chuck Grant, she manages to get the boy in the situation she wanted to.

Babe's eyes move around the room frantically, not stopping for a second - he couldn't be searching for a way out any more obvious than this, and it makes her even more frustrated.

"Heffron!" (y/n) calls out, harsher than both of them expected, but at least it results in him finally looking at her - wide eyed and surprised, but he does and that's what matters.

"Yes?" He eventually speaks up, on the inside already afraid of what she wants. The moment he dreaded, the moment he thought about so much is here.

"Stop looking around like a deer in the headlights, I don't bite," she rolls her eyes. "Instead could you please fill me in about why you've been avoiding me like the fuckin' plague?"

Babe only sighs, his shoulders slumping forward. "I'm not," he mumbles even though he knows it's nonsense. He swiftly diverts his gaze from her upon seeing the almost deadly stare sparkle in her (y/e/c) orbs.

He leans against the wall, holding his hands up to in front of his torso, with his fingers folding and unfolding non-stop. But he stays silent. His eyes are trained on the ground next to his feet as he stands under her intensely watching gaze.

"I'm still waiting," (y/n) announces after a couple minutes of complete silence, but he still doesn't answer a word. "Look, if I've done anything, I want to apologise. I didn't realise that I did something bad, but I truly am sorry."

"No, (y/n/n), you haven't done anything!" Babe's head snaps upwards until his glance meets hers.

The girl frowns and waits a couple more seconds for him to continue but when he doesn't, she speaks up again. "Then what?"

The eye contact gets almost unbearable with the intangible tension between the two and it only takes one more minute for him to understand that she won't back down. She won't leave this room - and won't let him leave - until he gives her the answer. So with another sigh and fingers pushed through his ginger locks he starts speaking again.

"You haven't done anything, it's just- it's me."

"You?"

"Yes. It's hard to explain...," he says with his voice trailing off in the end. Damn, it's much harder than he ever expected it to be.

"When did you stop loving me?" Her soft voice cuts through the air. She just wants to get over the probably hardest part of the conversation.

It feels like someone has slapped him in the face, hearing her words and knowing the truth at the same time - and he rushes to correct her to stop this train of thoughts of hers.

"I never did."

(y/n) just raises an eyebrow that lets him know that it's too late for that - she already got to this thought, probably multiple times. These three words won't fix it. But how could he explain this anyway?

"Then why are you avoiding me?" She asks again, feeling like she's talking to a child who doesn't understand the question.

"Because I'm scared, okay?"

It bursts out of him so sudden and so loud that it makes her whole body shake in surprise and subconsciously take a small step back to keep her balance. She doesn't dare say another word so she just patiently waits for his following words as she tries to calm her swiftly beating heart.

"I'm scared because what I feel for you is stronger than anything I have ever felt, and I don't know if I'm ready for it. I'm scared because I don't want to get my heart broken. I don't know if I could take losing you, whether it's because of us or the war. I wish I was brave, but I'm not."

"What if I promise that you won't lose me?"

"You can't promise that. None of us can see the future. We're only human."

His voice sounds so bitter it makes her heart clench with sadness and suddenly she doesn't want anything but to make that disappear. With cautiously taken small steps she slowly approaches him and reaches out to gently grab one of his hands with her own while the other moves to caress his cheek.

"Babe, I know it's hard, but you need to let this fear go. You'll never be able to live fully and be truly happy in your life if all you do's gonna be being afraid of losing what or who you love," with a soft but still strong grip on his jaw she moves his head until she's able to make eye contact with him again. "Even when there's no war going on, people die every day by accident. And you can't prevent that. All you can do is accept this and live with it. But I can promise you that until some higher force decides we no longer should be together, I'll be right here, by your side, holding your hand. Okay?"

The stare with which Babe's looking in her eyes is so powerful, so intense that it almost makes her stop breathing all in all.

He stays silent for the longest second ever - at least that's how it feels for her. She doesn't have a clue about what's going on inside his head or how he's going to react, and so she says one last thing to get him push past his guards he built so high.

"Will you let me help you get over this scaredness?"

It doesn't take a moment for him to lean forward and feverishly place his lips against hers, kissing her over and over again.

His free hand comes up to rest on her cheek and his thumb caresses her skin as he finally pulls back, just until his forehead still keeps in touch with hers.

"I'm still not sure how I got so lucky to have met you," he looks adoringly in her eyes. "And you should to know that I'm still not sure if I'll be able to let go of this. But for you I promise I'll try my best to fight it."

"And that's more than enough for me," the girl replies with a small smile playing on her lips. "As long as you don't lock me out from your mind and life again, it's gonna be fine."

They share a chuckle, then keep staring in each other's eyes for a little while more before (y/n) takes a step back to let him step away from the wall and with their fingers lacing together, almost by instinct at this point, they make their way out of the room - only to be met by the wide grin and shining eyes of Chuck just outside the door.

.::the end::.

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Hi i hope youre doing okay, i was one of the silent readers of your wattpad account and i‘m so sorry what happened to it.

I‘m just so sad because of everything, like you never did anything wrong and YOUR account gets deleted but that other persons account is still up.

Its frustrating and embarrassing how this milky writer person LITERALLY kisses so many random peoples asses all of a sudden, they randomly comment on other peoples accounts and compliment them and literally kiss their ass and its so weird because before that they werent interacting with anybody and it‘s so embarrassing trying so hard to make anyone like you , they try so fxcking hard and its embarrassing.

And the funniest thing is people are prob using her to gain clout instead of being her friend but she deserves it.

I‘m sorry for coming off as rude but as a poc its so annoying how my favorite writers (f.e you, classy, kayla) got deleted for no reason when this person is still kicking, trying her hardest to make people forget what she did, this is so unfair.

Anyway, i hope youre okay and doing well, you‘re great so keep going and never stop 😇💝✨

Hihi!!

yes, it is vv embarrassing to see how she is doing that to seem as if she's a good person/ author :/ i've seen her follow a few people only to unfollow them a few days later... smh... and it is rlly crazy how hard her little gremlins dick ride her- like imagine supporting an author that glorifies others trauma especially with a young audience... GROSS.

but besides that, tysm bb!! you are to sweet! 💞 and im doing well, tysm for asking :)) i hope the same for you <3