#wc: 428

[cameronsbabydoll]

can we get ex husband!rafe and the one time he isn’t being arrogant and it’s because he is comforting reader (she has big fear of storms) and their son during a really severe storm

ex!husband!rafe comforting you and your son during a loud storm

wc: 428 — a/n: this gif sorta matched the vibe of the fic but the coloring doesn’t match my blog aesthetic so that’s really annoying

the power went out five minutes ago.

the storm was loud enough to rattle the cheap little windows of your rental house — a far cry from the estate you used to live in with rafe, where storms sounded distant, muted by money and insulation and walls thick enough to keep the world out.

here…it was right there.

rain lashed against glass. Thunder cracked sharp enough to shake picture frames. and you — curled on the living room floor with your son tucked tight against you — couldn’t hide how badly you were shaking.

and then — a pounding knock at the door.

followed by his voice.

"open up, baby. it’s me."

rafe.

of course it was him.

you didn’t even remember texting him, but your call log showed a missed message.

storm’s bad. stay put. i’m comin’ to you.

you opened the door and nearly collapsed into him. he was soaked through — shirt clinging to his chest, hair dripping into his eyes — but his hands cupped your face like none of that mattered.

"jesus," he muttered, like he hated how small and scared you looked. "you should’ve called me sooner."

your son’s little voice piped up from behind you — nervous, scared in that way kids get when their mom is scared too.

"daddy…"

rafe was inside in two steps, scooping him up like nothing else in the world mattered.

"i got you, buddy. ain’t nothin’ gonna hurt you, yeah?"

and for once — for once — there was no arrogance. no teasing. no possessive bite in his words.

just rafe. just home. just safe.

he set your son down on the couch, tugged blankets around him, then turned to you — peeling off his soaked jacket and tugging you gently by the wrist.

"c’mere, sweetheart," he said quietly, voice so soft it barely sounded like him.

you resisted for half a second — pride, distance, divorce papers still fresh in your mind — but the next crash of thunder had you practically in his chest.

and rafe just held you.

not like he owned you.

not like you owed him.

just like he was scared too — but would never, ever let you or his son feel it.

his hand rubbed slow over your back. his chin rested on your head.

"storm’s gonna pass," he promised, voice rumbling against your cheek. "always does."

and maybe later, when the lights flickered back on and the world felt normal again, you'd remember why you left him.

but right now — wrapped up with him, your son snoring softly between you — it was heartbreakingly easy to remember why you ever stayed.

[haikyu-mp4]

The enemy of my enemy – Oikawa x reader wc 428 – gn!reader, brother!Ushijima

If Oikawa Toru thought he heard you should have come to Shiratorizawa too often, he should walk a day in your shoes. Ushijima Wakatoshi was your brother, and you decided to go to Aoba Johsai.

Which Seijoh’s starting setter didn’t actually know. Not when he first noticed you, and certainly not when he asked you out on a date to the arcade.

Not even on the date, as the two of you were giggling over your poor attempt at a dancing game where Oikawa ended up sabotaging yours instead of staying on his side, stating that if he couldn’t win, no one could.

Overall, the date was thoroughly enjoyable. He wasn’t that bad when he got comfortable, showing you more of who he was and perhaps even making you… return his crush.

As you were looking at the different claw machines together, hoping to win something to remember the date by, you heard an agitating, grating voice.

“We should totally get plushies! The dorm gets lonely when Semi-Semi won't cuddle me.”

You looked up so fast that you didn’t even notice the matching look of horror on Oikawa’s face.

It was just your luck that Tendo Satori would drag the third years to the arcade at the same time as your date.

“On second thought, I’m hungry,” you said quickly, patting Oikawa’s arm to make him look at you.

“I agree, starving,” he agreed just as quickly, intertwining your hands and pulling you along towards the exit.

“Y/n! Hey!”

“Tendo… oh, and the rest of you… hi…” you greeted, slowly turning around. Your eyes flicked to Ushijima, then to Oikawa at your side. Yeah, he looked quite confused. “What are you-”

Interrupted by an overly dramatic gasp from the redhead, you pursed your lips. “You’re holding hands, is this a date? Are you dating the enemy?”

“The enemy of my enemy is my date,” you challenged, sticking your tongue out at him.

Meanwhile, Oikawa had a staring competition with Ushijima. The two didn’t exactly have the room to speak yet, but Oikawa wondered how the hell you knew them.

So he squeezed your hand, making you stop the childish argument and look at him sheepishly. “Toru, you’ve probably met them before, but… this is my brother and his friends.”

When Oikawa’s line of sight followed your other hand’s gesture to Ushijima, his face paled.

Lord have mercy, he’s got the hots for an Ushijima.

“He’s your brother?” he repeated just to confirm, jaw dropping when you nodded.

“You should both have come to Shiratorizawa.”

“Oh, shut uuup.”

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requested by @toge-maki for my event, anything for you <3 /big thanks to @cottonlemonade and her wonderful brain for the help

[sirius-crowley-immortaltwinks]

Ghost -March 3 @rosekillermicrofic wc:428

“Morning Evan.” Pandora welcomed her brother as he walked into her parlour. 

“Morning Panda bear.” He walked up to his sister and kissed her on the forehead. “How are things here?”

Pandora shrugged and sat on a chair.

“It’s the middle of the week. It’s gonna be slow but I can’t complain. Besides, Xenophilius will be stopping by later.” 

“Ah yes. The beloved husband that you like to rub in my face.” Evan leaned back in his chair. “How is he anyway?” 

“He’s very busy all of the time.” Pandora responded. “But I can’t complain. We’re so close to being able to put a downpayment on a house.”

Evan smiled. “That is such good news.” 

“Now, why don’t you tell me about Mr. Vomit-In-The-Back-Of-Your-Car?” 

“You mean Barty Crouch Jr.? Heir to the Crouch fortune and way out of my league?”

“The very same.” Evan sighed. It sounded like an odd mix of a disgusted sigh and a lovesick sigh. 

“God, he has occupied my every waking thought. But he’s practically a ghost. His father has made sure of that. I looked him up when I got home and there was nothing on him. Other than the fact that he is the only son of Bartemus Crouch Sr. He’s one of the richest and most famous people around and there is literally nothing on him except for photos and rumors on Reddit.” Pandora hummed.

“I don’t know if that means his parents are good parents or bad parents.” 

“I gave him my number without even thinking. I mean, why would he message me?” And as if it was manifested, Evan’s phone dinged, signalling a new message. 

New Message

Unknown number

Hey

Who is this???

Unknown number

Barty. You gave my friend your number last night. Told me to reach out.

“And the ghost has now haunted your phone.” Pandora said with a smirk, noticing how Evan smiled, looking at his phone. “Y’know, if you stick around, you’ll probably see him.” 

This got Evan’s attention. 

“He comes here? What for?” 

“Tattoos. He’s one of my regulars. Comes in, in the middle of the week to get a small tattoo or get a little more work done on one of his bigger ones.” Pandora flipped through her appointment book. “He’s very busy so he only spends about 45 minutes in the chair when he comes in. But he pays handsomely.” 

“When’s his next appointment?” Evan was all the more willing to sit around and wait for the male that had occupied all of his brain space.

“He comes in at 1.” 

[orimuraa]

ㅤㅤ 𓍯 Number one girl - Lee Heeseung

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆you would give it all up just to be seen by your best friend...but the world has other plans ⨾

۶ৎ childhood best friend!heeseung x fem!reader┆angst┆crying, heartbreak, mentions of kissing, one curse word┆wc 428

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: pls forgive me TT i've kinda been in a down mood so this is the result?...idk...reblogs and feedback are appreciated <3

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

part 2

why? why did the universe hate you so much?

all you wanted was for your best friend to wake up one day and realize that he's in love with you.

you knew it sounded greedy, but the thing is, is that you have liked your best friend for years now.

and everyone tells you that it'll never end well but you just can't stop falling for him!

lee heeseung. your best friend since birth and your ride or die for everything.

he's insanely attractive and he's so sweet and caring, who wouldn't fall for him?

you've subtly tried to drop little hints here and there but truth be told, you really don't think that they were working.

months have passed since you've realized heeseung will never want you the way you want him.

he will never see you the way you see him, and you were just dying to show him that you would give it all up to be his.

so why? why did you have to fall for your best friend like this?

the days passed and heeseung slowly began to distance himself away from you. did he finally figure out that you liked him? was this to give himself space to think about it? or to get away from you...

that's when your whole world came crashing down.

you were on your way to the store when you passed by heeseung's house. you heard a faint laugh from inside the fence, so you decided to pop in and just say hello.

turns out, that was a huge mistake because you were greeted with a girl latched onto heeseung, kissing him on his lips.

before you could stop yourself, a sob raked through your body, making heeseung turn at the noise.

your hand flew to cover your mouth out of pure shock and you swore you felt your heart shatter when you locked eyes with heeseung.

"y/n..." he whispered, obviously not expecting to see you. as he watched the tears slip out of your eyes, he realized something. something important.

he loved you. lee heeseung fucking loved you and he blew his chance.

and before he was done processing, he saw you dash out of his yard, years of love trickling down your cheeks in the form of salty tears.

"y/n!!" he tried to run after you but by the time he finally got his feet moving, you were gone.

he broke it. he broke you. and worst of all, he failed to see how much you just wanted to be his number one.

𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬: @en-diaries, @k-films, @k-nets

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[horangare]

us (TEASER)

pairing : dilf!jeonghan x college student!reader

content : angst, fluff, smut (no smut in teaser)

in which : you knew you could only keep this up for so long. the lying, the secrecy, the feeling of being stuck. you just want to feel normal again, just once, so you trade one lie for another.

warnings : none for the teaser really. just like…heavy feelings?

wc : 428

note : oh we are so back. also i’ve never done a teaser before so bear with me. i’m also not sure on a specific release date but i’m aiming for like the second week of september!

“I don’t have a boyfriend, Iseul.” You say in the most convincing tone you can manage. It hurts to be dishonest with her, but at the same time it isn’t really a lie, is it? No, there is no boyfriend, but there is someone.

How could you even describe your relationship with Jeonghan? He dresses you up in lace and frills, fucks you better than you’ve ever been fucked, and then runs you a bath or brew you tea or sometimes he’ll just sit at your side, holding you in his arms while you cling to him like he’s your lifeline. It would be a perfectly normal dynamic if he wasn’t the father of your best friend, and it’s only because of that factor that you feel the need to take the secret of you and Jeonghan to your grave.

You wish it didn’t have to be that way. You wish you could love Jeonghan without the guilt and the lying and the hiding, because you really do love him, and he loves you too, but you don’t know how much more of this you can take.

Iseul huffs, obviously unconvinced by your answer. It snaps you back into reality. “Well, he might not be your boyfriend, but whatever he is I know he exists.”

“No he doesn’t! There is no he!” You say somewhat exasperatedly. When you look at Iseul, she’s just standing there. Lips pursed, hands clenched at her sides. It looks like she wants to say something—something she’s likely fighting not to say, and she wins that battle, because in the next second she’s staring down into the sink.

“Fine. Sorry I asked. I just thought that, you know, if me and this guy ended up hitting it off we could all hang out and stuff.”

Great, now you feel bad.

“I’m sorry.” You sigh. “It’s just…it’s complicated.” Iseul simply nods, glancing at you with a sad smile on her face.

“I get it. I guess I just…” She pauses for a moment, then shrugs. “I just wanted to know, that’s all.” This time, you’re the one to nod and smile.

It goes quiet. Iseul turns back to her reflection, tilting her head in every direction imaginable as she scrutinized her appearance. And there you sit, watching, thinking.

“So you really don’t know his name? Because I could just do a quick Google search and-”

“Oh my god, stop!” Her laughter echoed through the bathroom, and it’s so light and jovial that it takes you over and now you’re laughing right along with her.

“Sorry,” you say again through your giggles, this time feeling just a little less heavy.

[sturns-mermaid]

STUDYING .ᐟ

part of my au special , fluff , more of this au here

wc: 428 | divider: @v6que

You had been studying nonstop; of course, when you applied for law school, it would take a toll on you. And that’s exactly what happened. You had to read five cases and take notes on them. You had started hours ago, but the task was very tedious as you had to highlight and then complete the worksheets. But it was your dream to be a lawyer, and you wouldn't let anything get in your way, currently, Matt had taken Willa to the park so you could have some peace for studying. Usually, you went to the library, but today it was closed due to remodeling, so you were stuck inside, headphones in your ears as you studied your life away.  You were so focused on the task that you didn’t hear or notice Willa running into your office, Matt dashing behind her as she tried to get your attention.

“Me and daddy saw ducks,” Willa said, poking your side causing you to jump in your shovel chair a little. You spun around, taking off your headphones from your head as you stared down at the hyper little girl, her blue eyes sparkling with happiness. “Did you count them?” you ask the cheerful little girl as she bounces on her toes from excitement. Willa tapped her finger to her chin, pretending to think deeply. “Four!” she shouted, giggling—just as Matt walked into the room behind her. “Sorry, baby,” he said with a chuckle, ruffling Willa’s hair.

“She had urgent duck news to report.” You shook your head, smiling. You didn’t mind. You needed a break anyway. “Ducks are important,” you giggled, booping the little girl’s nose. Willa hugged Matt’s arm, letting out a big yawn as she started to tire from her big adventure at the park.

After successfully tucking her in for a nap, Matt returned to your office and found you still studying. He leaned against the doorframe, watching your focused figure as you typed away at your computer. A soft smile tugged at his lips before he turned and headed into the kitchen.

He started preparing your favorite snack—he knew you’d probably forgotten to eat much while cramming for exams. And he couldn’t let his pretty girlfriend go hungry. He set the plate off to the side of your desk before leaning in to place a kiss on your cheek. Your face immediately flushed as you met his warm gaze. You slipped off your headphones, smiling up at him before pressing a kiss to his lips. “Thank you,” you said, grabbing a snack from the plate.

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note: this au special only resonates with the au pairing not the current works published of the au!

tags: @itsmaddielouis @oliviasthatgirl @scorpio1205 @brianna-grace12 @mattsplaything @courta13 @conspiracy-ash @anyaa2s @sofia-is-a-sturniolo-triplet-fan @immaqulate @t0riiiis @heartsonlyforchris @blushsturns @hearts4werka @mattsbows @sweetshuga @leoslaboratory @pair-of-pantaloons @riasturns @lezleeferguson-120 @sturnsflirt @sturnsblogs @fratbrochrisgf @mi-co-uk @sturniolohohoho

☕: @shortnsweetsturnz, @ribbonlovergirl, @chrisissobabygirl

@tezzzzzzzz @nodoubtily

[koipudding]

more toxic kaiser stuff. (he possesses me. parasite smh)

wc: 428

cw: toxic kaiser (duh), implied yan but like. early relationship kaiser will be the worst man you know before he's suddenly your guard dog anyway.

“Y’know, you’re annoying as shit.” Kaiser hates himself immediately. He’s hoping you beg and cry to him; it’s some stupid ploy he wants to try on you, testing you in some way. He would compare it to the way a cat scratches its owner, but he knows he’s doing something way worse than that. 

He braces himself for you to yell and get mad, but you just sit still and…nod. No rebuttal of any sort, which makes the whole thing worse. 

In an attempt to save himself: he jokes about it “like, you’re so damn cute all the time, asking me about my day. I just want to sleep but now I need to cuddle you and let you pamper me.” 

He pats your head. And he doesn’t miss how you flinch from him. Did that comment hurt that badly? you’re never like this. 

“I didn’t mean it. You know that.” Kaiser tries to reason with you, but it’s worthless really. You get stuck in your head easily, and he only huffs in response to your lack of one. 

“Do I actually annoy you?” Your throat constricts around his words. It's not like you weren't aware of what kind of person he could be, but you've thought he trusted you enough not to play these games.

Kaiser can only feel what most humans would describe as guilt. Maybe even pity. You’re worse than he is at this whole emotions thing. 

“Not really. I wanted to see how you’d react.” Yeah. Remorse would be it. You’ve never looked more pathetic before. 

Your sleeves are frayed from  picking at them, a habit that has only worsened with your current boyfriend. It’s not lost on Kaiser; a certain part of him revels in drawing such emotions from you. He knows a normal person would have fought with him, but he’s knocked down so many of your self-imposed beliefs and wishes that you have nothing else and no one else to turn to. His heart feels sick, but his mind is happy knowing you won’t be leaving his side anytime soon. 

You try to laugh, and Kaiser only scoffs again. Yeah. Annoying. He wants to take care of you. 

"you're meant to refute that, you're allowed to." It sickens him that he has to remind you. That the both of you need reminders that its okay.

you whisper his name once, then twice, before he willingly falls into your arms. He does the best to apologize, a soft kiss there, and a word or two of affirmation (hidden behind gentle scolding).

[yshzai07]

Mind Reader

exhibit a - r.suna

wc: 428

ּ ֶָ֢☘︎ ݁˖masterlist

"What do you think is the worst super power in the world?”

“Mind reading”

“Huh? Why?”

“You’d hear everything”

Suna Rintarou didn’t think of himself as particularly observant. Sure, he never failed to notice when the twins’ tempers were bubbling, and another fight was soon to break out, or listen in on whatever sage advice Kita had up on offer. He’d always nod along to Aran’s lectures, and peek at whatever filling Ginjima had in his sandwich.

But beyond his own bubble, he was essentially unaware of his peers. People always came and went, that’s what his mindset was. Why should he invest any more energy than necessary into the people uninvolved in his life? After all, Inarizaki’s motto was ‘We don’t need memories’. And he didn’t. Or at least he didn’t think so.

But that was before you. Before you’d flown into English class a half hour late, apologising profusely. Before you’d been assigned a seat next to him, smiled distractedly, and pulled out various books and a pink pencil case. After that, Suna found himself unwillingly observing you. Every step you took, every move you made, every flutter of your eyelashes, every rise and fall of your chest, every movement of your lips. Unknowingly, you were under his scrutinising gaze.

He spent the few months noticing you. You had seven different pairs of earrings, one for each day of the week. You preferred your hair down, but you’d do cute hairstyles and updos occasionally. You were proficient at all subjects, but you loved English. Animated, smiley, radiant. He could write years worth of poems and paint enough paintings to fill hundreds of galleries, simply because you were the muse. His ears attuned to your voice, and his eyes gravitated to you naturally.

The Gods seemed to like Suna Rintarou, or perhaps they liked you more. Because he got his wish. Not to become the greatest volleyball player, or be the smartest person alive, or to have an off button for Atsumu’s relentless chatter. But to know you. Suna had a list of things he was grateful for. You were the top of it. You were his Sun. Everything in his life revolved around you.

“Isn’t that the entire point of mind reading? To know everything?” You yawned, stretching and intertwining your legs with his.

“I’d hate it. You’d hear everything that people think about” he shuddered.

You giggled. And he would lay down his flesh and bones to hear you laugh again. Maybe, he’d even bear the gift of mind reading, just to hear you think.

divider made by @ianrkives

[daydreamingyuta]

NCT as Husbands Series: Jaehyun

summary: fluff, drabble, husband!jaehyun wc: 428 nct as husbands masterlist

This man. Like to me, Jaehyun is romance. But also he’s so silly. So one minute you're laughing at a joke he just made and the next you're blushing from his sweet compliments.

Jaehyun definitely keeps your marriage interesting because you never know which version of him you'll get, which works for you because you love all of him.

He's also very much obsessed with you. Sometimes he's quiet about this obsession, stealing glances at you and using any and every excuse to touch you even if it's just for a second. but other times he's very vocal about it, letting you and everyone else know just how perfect he thinks his wife is.

After a while of being married, you’ve learned his little habits and quirks. Like for one, you know that after a long day, he practically melts when you run your fingers through his hair. You also know that he adores treating you, especially to a fancy night out to one of your favorite restaurants.

Sitting in the kitchen together drinking coffee was one of your traditions you did every morning. You were hoping against all odds that he wouldn't have practice today. The choreographer had a slight delay in their flight, so there was a chance practice would be rescheduled for tomorrow. You secretly crossed your fingers as you and Jaehyun enjoyed the quiet morning together, but as soon as you heard his phone buzz you knew you had gotten your hopes up for nothing. Jaehyun looks at the notification on his phone and immediately gives you an apologetic pout. "I'm sorry baby, I know you wanted me to stay home today." You sigh heavily but your mood significantly increases when he cups your cheeks into his hands and presses little kisses all over your face. “Can I ask you for something though?” You try to nod your head but he's still squishing your cheeks together. “Hm?” “Can you get all dolled up for me so I can take you out to dinner after practice?” Your heart skips a beat as you agree to dinner. There was little that you loved more than when your husband took you out. Maybe this was a bit wrong, but you couldn't help but get a boost of confidence from hanging on the arm of the most handsome man in the room. "Yeah?" He asks, moving some of your hair out the way so he can press sweet kisses on your neck. "Good, 'cause there just might be a pretty little dress for you up in the closet."

[bradleysass]

Yule Ball - @moonchaser-microfic - wc: 428

James Potter didn’t get left behind. That just wasn’t something that happened to him. He was a Gryffindor Chaser, top of his class in Transfiguration, and he had a head full of curls that—if he styled just right—looked effortlessly charming.

And yet, here he was. Left behind.

“I still don’t see why I’m your last resort,” Remus said, adjusting his dress robes in the mirror. “I’m stunning.”

James, who was sprawled across Remus’ bed dramatically, rolled onto his stomach and groaned. “You are. But you’re also Remus, and if I asked you first, you would’ve said no.”

Remus arched an eyebrow at him, unimpressed. “You’re assuming I’m saying yes now.”

James grinned. “You’re already dressed. I win.”

Remus threw a pillow at him.

By the time they arrived at the Yule Ball, Lily was already on the dance floor, laughing as her date twirled her around. James ignored the way his stomach clenched at the sight. It wasn’t jealousy, not really. More like longing—for something, someone—that he wasn’t entirely sure of yet.

Sirius was off in a corner, charming his own date with a dazzling smirk, but he still found the time to flash them both an exaggerated wink before turning back to whisper something that made his date giggle.

“Well,” Remus said, clapping James on the back. “It’s just you and me, mate.”

“Ever the romantic.”

Remus chuckled, offering his hand with mock elegance. “May I have this dance?”

James took it with a flourish. “Thought you’d never ask.”

They started off playfully, exaggerated twirls and sweeping bows that made a few onlookers laugh. But then the music slowed. James should have let go, should have made a joke and stepped away, but he didn’t.

Remus’ hands were warm where they rested against James’ waist. James’ fingers curled against the fabric of Remus’ dress robes, and when he looked up, Remus was already watching him, something unreadable in his honey-brown eyes.

James swallowed.

“I thought we were just here as mates,” he said, though his voice was quieter now.

“We are,” Remus murmured, but his hands tightened slightly, pulling James in just an inch closer. “Unless you want something else.”

James wasn’t sure who moved first. Maybe it was Remus, or maybe it was him, but suddenly, they weren’t just two friends left behind at the Yule Ball anymore. Suddenly, the way James’ heart was racing didn’t feel like a mistake.

Maybe he hadn’t been left behind at all. Maybe he had been waiting.

And maybe—just maybe—Remus had been waiting too.

[fastboatsmojito]

Dad ! Luca x reader blurb

|AN; I can literally never answer these correctly SORRY 😭 I didn’t include any mentions of adoption specifically but here’s some Dad Luca. 🫶🏼 short and sweet, more dad Luca to come I’m sure. Knowledge of babies based solely on my experience raising my little brother lmao

|WC; 428

|CW; all fluff!!!

“Stop laughing! You’ll wake her up.” Both of you had tears in your eyes, laughing so hard your stomachs hurt as Luca told you about something silly Margot had done that morning.

He gestured towards you as you tried to catch your breath. “What about you!” You were trying to stop laughing as you wiped the tears off of your face when you both paused to look at each other; the baby monitor went off as she stirred.

“Right, I’ll go-“ He whispered and you stopped him as he tried to get up,

“Wait, give her a few seconds first.”

After a moment she started crying and you both got up at the same time, whispering about who’d go grab her,

“Luca, you’ve been with her all day-“

“It’s my turn.” You both said it at the same time, looking at each other before putting your hands up,

“Fine. Rock, paper, scissors then.”

You won, holding your fingers up in an ‘L’ at him while he rolled his eyes as you walked out.

——————

You put her back down as she settled, walking back into your room to find Luca just about to fall asleep, climbing into bed and smiling as he pulled you into him for a quick goodnight kiss.

—————

You woke up to the light pouring in from the window, a still-warm empty bed, and the sound of distant humming coming from the other room. Stretching and rubbing the sleep from your eyes before getting up to find Luca already feeding Margot. You smiled fondly, trying not to disturb them as you went to make some coffee.

“Good morning!” You grinned as he walked into the kitchen holding her, you sat his coffee in front of him before he handed her to you. He dressed her in one of your favorite outfits of hers; little overalls over a floral shirt. The cutest.

“I love her in this outfit, so much pocket space!”

He laughed softly before taking a sip,

“I know, you can fit at least three ducks in there.”

You smiled down at her, watching as she grabbed one of your fingers to hold.

“Oh she’d love that, her first word’s definitely gonna be ‘quack’.”

“Uh, wrong. It’ll be ‘dada’ for sure.”

You giggled and bent your knees a little to start bouncing her.

“No chance.” He crossed his arms over his chest, grinning at you when you kissed Margot’s head.

“She’s just perfect.” You said, moving her closer to cradle her head against your own.

“She is. She looks just like you, know.”

———

[zeroseuniverse]

Ilugna

Definition: not forgiving a third time WC: 428 Warnings: tears Pairing: Lee Know X fem reader

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It was a simple mistake honestly, the cats stayed with his parents most days so how could she not make a mistake here and there, his members did it all of the time. The first time it happened, Minho was looking for litter boxes, when he picked up the third she looked at him quizzically wondering if he was planning on getting a new cat or something,

“Why the third?” she had asked, not expecting the blank stare she received from her partner, that night she received the silent treatment until she could recite all of the three cats names 100 times each. The second time it had happened, she had accidentally mixed Soonie and Doongi up, thankfully the punishment was lesser this time because at least she remembered the names in general, she had to do the dishes for a week. 

And finally the last time it happened, she had been so careful but still accidentally made one mistake….She bought matching sweaters for all of them and her and Minho, however she got all of the sizes wrong, and when she received the blank look from Minho again she dropped to her knees with a frustrated sigh, tears welling up taking in that all of her effort to memorize everything about these cats were in vain and she’d just keep messing up, normally this wouldn’t be a huge deal but this is Lee Minho, Soonie, Doongi, and Dori are his life, he’d sooner leave stray kids than leave them. 

“Honey…” She heard his voice coo taking in the toll that was placed on her as she tried her best to remember something so important to him.

“I’m sorry Lino, I’m so sorry, I know how important they are to you and I just keep messing it all up.”

“You’re not messing anything up.” He stated, Lino wasn’t very good at consoling so he awkwardly kneeled next to her and started patting her head in reassurance. “I forgive you. And I never forgive a third time.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re trying.” He assured, placing a kiss at her hairline getting ready to ruin the moment, “However just because I forgive you doesn’t mean they do, you should apologize.”

“I’m sorry guys.” She said petting the three cats to get in their good graces.

“Not like that, you have to show all of them you love them.”

And with that the two spent the whole night coddling the three cats, Lino making sure to be extra sweet to his lover knowing how hard they’re trying to make him happy.

[darylgf]

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# ⠀ DARYL DIXON .⠀⠀the walking dead

MONIKER OF LOVE⠀,⠀f!reader

warnings/tags.⠀⠀1.6k wc, fluff, lil angst, lil smut summary.⠀⠀a collection of times of when daryl calls you "mama".

# ⠀ MURPHY MACMANUS .⠀⠀the boondock saints

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warnings/tags.⠀⠀428 wc, informal, angst, smut implied summary.⠀⠀murphy is a scrub but you can never turn him away.

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[get-the-medjacks]

for the prompt thingy <3

9. "When was the last time you slept?" mary/ava 🥹

Mary/Ava? Always <3

Putting this under a readmore since it got a bit longer than 250 words lol

Goal WC: 250

Actual WC: 428

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Mary’s eyes burn her head aches, and her body feels heavy. Thinking and processing are getting… difficult. But she has to press on. She’ll ring for another espresso after she finishes searching this data set.  The fluorescent lights are bright and glaring and definitely bad for her circadian rhythm, as were the blue light of the computer she’s been glued to, but Mary doesn't care. She needs to stay awake.  Ava’s plan had been approved, after much debate, and Mary and Katie McVoy, as the subject-matter experts for the PFC, were tasked with finding an appropriate virus, or creating one themselves. Mary had, naively, assumed the task would be hard, but doable.  Hard had been an understatement.  She and Katie have been at it for weeks, almost months now, to little fruition. And the leadership of the PFC were getting antsy. Food supplies were dwindling across the globe, and civilian unrest was a constant bubbling undercurrent. So she and Katie pushed on, downing more caffeine than either of them had business consuming, and isolating from the world.  The thunk of a mug startles Mary so badly she almost falls out of her chair.  She looks up, bewildered, and as her blurry eyes adjust, the lovely face of her Ava forms beside her. Ava’s lips are pursed, her eyes concerned. “Mary, Love,” she talks slowly, as if Mary is a frightened animal that might scare and run away, “When was the last time you slept?” “I-” At the mere mention of sleep, the drowsiness hits Mary like a ton of bricks, and she’s overtaken by a jaw-cracking yawn, “I don’t remember Darling, but I’ll get another espresso in a few, I can push on for a few more hours.” Ava’s frown deepens, and it's then that Mary notices she’s out of her usual pristine whites and pastels. Ava’s wrapped in a dressing gown, over her favorite silk pajamas. “Love, you’ve been up for four days,” Ava is firm as she reaches over Mary’s shoulder to turn off the computer, “you’re coming back to bed with me.” Mary shifts, and the world starts to spin. She feels Ava’s arms wrap around her as the other woman pulls Mary to her feet, the shorter Ava showing no issue with Mary leaning most of her weight against her. “Bed sounds great,” Mary murmurs, “as long as you’re the little spoon, I sleep better with my arms around you.” Ava’s chuckle brings a sleepy smile to Mary’s face, “Whatever you say, Love,” Ava replies, steering Mary out of the lab and towards their apartment.

[underburningstars]

drift 11

for @jegulus-microfic prompt abroad, wc 428

Becoming a full-fledged pilot is no easy feat. James had a hard enough time getting a partner and getting into the pilot training program, and cadet training was anything but comfortable, but the training he has to go through now makes all his previous efforts look like a child’s play. 

They have to wake up at 5 a.m. and go for morning practice. Then they have breakfast and attend their theoretical classes, and then they have training again. It’s training, training, and training all the time. James has always been physically active and has good stamina, too, but it’s too much even for him. 

They have to go through three months of this, and it has only been two weeks. 

His asshole friends somehow forgot to mention all this in their oh-so-wonderful stories of training camp. 

And, today is the worst of it all. Unlike him, Regulus has an actual job in the Corps. He is a scientist first and a trainee pilot later. And some engineer from abroad has come to discuss something with him. So Regulus was gone the whole day, and James had to go through the horrors of the day all on his own. 

Regulus comes back to their room very, very late, and James waits until then because there is no way he’s going to sleep without seeing Regulus’ face at least once. 

(Is he being weird? Nah.)

Regulus tiptoes into the room – probably thinking James is asleep – and he immediately sits up in his bed and greets him, “Hey, Reggie.” If he were a dog, his tail would be wagging right now. 

Regulus shrieks and stumbles back, “Why the hell are you awake?!”

“I was waiting for you to come back.”

Regulus gains back some of his composure, “What? Why? It’s three in the morning. You have training in two hours, you idiot.”

“Yeah, but so do you,” James shrugs. “I wanted to see you.”

Regulus looks away, but James still catches the blush that colours his face. “Shut up. And I don’t have training, actually. I took two days off because I knew work would take long.”

“Oh. Two days off. Wait, two days off!!! So I won’t see you tomorrow either?”

“Technically, it’s today, and you’ve already seen me.”

James pouts and stares at his lap in dejection. One day without Regulus was bad enough, but two days. There is no way he’ll survive. 

Regulus clears his throat, “Maybe we can–have breakfast together,” He mumbles.

James’ head snaps up, “We can?”

“Maybe.”

“It’s a date!”

“It’s not a date!”

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[norimiya]

STAR-CROSSED

ch.5 | backpack

PAIRING : ̗̀➛ reki kyan x gn!reader | 428 wc

DESC : ̗̀➛ when the new school year starts, reki meets his seatmate for the remainder of the year, you. then with a school project on both of your hands, and spending almost every minute together, the fondness you share for each other begins to change to something different.

"Someone's coming over today."

Your grandpa turns his head at your words, nodding as you weave around him to get to the fridge. "Who?"

"My classmate." You answer, grabbing the jug of milk. "We're going to work on a project in my room." He nods, grabbing two spoons as you pour the milk over the two bowls of cereal he set out. "We'll try not to be too loud."

He shakes his head, "I'm not worried about the noise level, Y/n." He laughs, "You know my hearing isn't that sensitive."

"I know, just making sure." He smiles at your concern, patting your back as you scarfed down the rest of your breakfast. "I'll see you after school, yeah?"

He hums, "I'll make some sandwiches." You give him a thumbs up before turning on your heel to go to the door, sliding on your shoes, and grabbing your bag. "Have a good day."

"You too, grandpa!" You called out, rushing to catch the stoplight before it changed. You huffed when you reached the other side, looking down the hill when you heard mumbled curses and a loud thud.

Red tufts of hair enter your line of sight, your posture straightening when you realize it was Reki. "Hey, you okay?"

His head whips up to you at your voice, cheeks growing red, and mind left wondering if you'd seen him fall. "I'm fine. It happens all the time."

He walks up the hill, deck in hand, backpack slung haphazardly over his shoulder. "Your bags open." You tell him, standing behind him to zip the large pocket, ultimately sliding the bag off his shoulder to hold it.

"You don't have to–"

"It's okay." You smile, "I saw you fall. You landed on your shoulder." He covers his face with his hands when you tell him you'd witnessed his fall, embarrassed slews of words coming out. "It's alright." You chuckled, rubbing your hand against his back.

His hands slid off his face, the skin under his eyes being pulled as he looked at you. "It's embarrassing." You shrug. "I can't believe I've only known you for two weeks and already embarrassed myself."

"You already did something prior." He tilts his head. "Called me pretty, then avoided me like the plague?"

"No idea what you're talking about." He says, laughing when you shove his shoulder. "And I didn't avoid you. I was just...well, embarrassed." He laughed.

"You're such a dork."

Reki rolls his eyes but doesn't say anything about it, letting a comfortable silence take over as you walk to school.

a/n: updates for this series are going to be slow.