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i wanna tell them - [03x11 - bsg, the eye of jupiter]

saturnalia in space from scratch [The Complete Carol]

~ a bsg christmas calender by @madamairlock & @lalalauraroslin 💜💜

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The Big Black Clover Fanfic Recommendation Post

I've been talking about making that post since forever and I think I've finally finished compiling them!

So. Grab a notepad. Take out your TBR list. Get ready to bookmark or mark for later. And let's go.

I guess I should start with a few disclaimers 🫡

I haven't read every fic out there and there are notably a few fics I know I'm going to love but haven't started yet. I think I'll update the post regularly.

The fics on this post are fics I enjoyed and remember having read. considering how many things I forget on a daily basis, it means a lot.

I have my favorite characters, tropes, and themes and this will definitely show.

I'm attempting to organize the fics in categories but ofc some shippy fics also have feels or are angsty or are fluffy, same for the AUs... An attempt is made to organize them based on the vibes I remember (I’ve read some of those literal years ago).

If you're in this post and you think I've put your fic in the wrong category: don't hesitate to reach out!

For the shippy fics, I have my favorite ships but I'm a multishipper sooooo there's that.

I'm recommending oneshots, multichaptered fics, entire AUs, series and fics that are unfinished and probably never will be. Do keep that in mind if you don't like reading abandoned works (you'll be missing out but I can understand).

Let's start! It'll be a long one.

General/Feels/Character studies

💜 Threads, Solarwitchwrites

Vanessa is a stitch witch. She is the best stitch witch of her generation, possibly in an age. But she has one power she doesn’t brag about: she can see the threads of fate that bind destined souls together. It’s rarely been useful, often it’s painful; but sometimes she gets to watch something amazing unfold.

💜 A World Without You, Acacia_May

Vanessa grows concerned for Finral when he begins to act tense and distant after they return from the Forest of Witches. In her attempts to comfort him, however, she may find some comfort of her own.

💜 Teammates, Cour104

Still adjusting to her newfound freedom after escaping from her cage and the Witch Queen, Vanessa has a nightmare. Finral is there to help her through it and remind her that she's no longer alone.

💜 You're Not Alone, IAmStoryteller

For Noelle, there has always been one person in her corner. For Mimosa, there has always been one person that made her want to be better. Noelle Silva and Mimosa Vermillion are cousins, but they are also each other’s greatest support.

💜 It Used To Be So Simple (Once Upon A Time), WildFlowerWoods

A collection of short stories about the childhoods of various Black Bulls, among other things, containing my own headcanons.

💜 fated, orphaned

Some Magic Knights are bonded by something stronger than just kinship. (Charlotte x Yami, Asta x Noelle, Nozel x Vanessa)

💜 Think about it (series), thoughtfullyrainynightmare

This is a collection of short drabbles that exist to give insight to the canon characters presented in Black Clover from my personal perspective. This is about how I see them

AUs

🩷 Black Bulls Pirate AU, Firefutte

An infamous pirate crew sails across the sea's waves. Many rumours and stories exists of this crew. Always one thing they all have in common and that's the tale describing them as chaotic, lawless and crazy hooligans in dire need of mercy from the gods. In reality they're simply living as them, chaotic, lawless and crazy hooligans they may be, but this ship's crew have found a family amongst each other in a world that denied them such comfort for years. And they would have it no other way if you asked them, such is the reality of The Black Bull.

🩷 Mimosa & Noelle Ideale AU, IAmStoryteller

Seven-year-old Noelle and Mimosa run away from home while traveling with their grandparents. Meanwhile, 16-year-old Zora is trying his very best to be a Super-Wizard and takedown corrupt Magic Knights. But one day he runs into two little girls who clearly are nobility, but also who need help. This changes everything.

🩷 Black Bulls Steampunk AU, IAmStoryteller

The Black Bulls Crew is about to officially retire from being sky pirates. After years of working together and becoming a family, they agree that it’s time for one last hurrah to prove that they are the best of the best, especially after they heard about a map for the infamous treasure of Elf King.

🩷 New World, Bulls99

Following a second devastating defeat to Vanica, Noelle expects to die peacefully - painfully, but peacefully. Instead she wakes up in a world where everything seems upside down. But how much is really different?

Romance

❤️ Ubi Amor, Ibi Dolor, Supernaturalgrant

“He’s dumb as fuck.” She asserts bluntly. It surprises an honest laugh out of Nozel, which seems to amuse her slightly. “You know that, right?” “I can’t force him to be with me, Mereoleona. Even I am not that high-reaching.” He tells her honestly. Or- Fuegoleon and Nozel break up when Nozel is promoted to the Silver Eagles captain, neither of them really knows why. (Fuegoleon x Nozel)

❤️ Running Out of Time, IAmStoryteller

On the day that elves reincarnated and Zagred the Word-Devil nearly gained a physical body, something went wrong—Zora Ideale and Kirsch Vermillion wind up in a time loop. They have to relive the horrible, long day over and over again, while reluctantly working together to figure out why. (Zora x Kirsch)

❤️ The Clover Kingdom in Chaos: A Dire Tale, Mamavino

Over a month after defeating Lucius Zogratis, new troubles lie ahead. When Sol comes knocking on Yami's door in a panic because Charlotte is missing, he acts indifferent at first. But what happened after their tea-drinking date? And is it true that she has been trapped by a curse again? Yami puts every effort into finding out what happened and sets out to find Charlotte. Noelle Silva falls into a strange sleep. Rouge, Vanessa's cat, is now attached to young Silva's life. Nozel insists on having his sister in the palace. But that also means opening the doors to the Black Bulls. This will certainly provide some challenges. In addition, all the spirits are falling ill, and everyone seems to be in a total panic. Mereoleona, Asta and a small team sets out to seek out the cause and solution to all this. Is it all connected? In the library they will find help, or is it an enemy After all? (Charlotte x Yami, Nozel x Vanessa, Mereoleona x OC, Fuegoleon x OC)

❤️ Night of Vows, Vilandel

She kissed him again, more deeply this time, smiling as she felt him giving in to the kiss. As they parted, she poked his cheek and said with a smirk, “Consider this a vow I just made.” (Nozel x Vanessa)

❤️ wildest dreams (because falling's not the problem), IAmStoryteller

Yuno/Langris/Mimosa series (Yuno x Langris x Mimosa)

❤️ This Was A Mistake, JaylinnW

“You really think this will be a restful break,” the larger man grinned. “You are in for a surprise. You will not be getting much time to relax,” William opened his mouth but Yami stopped him. “I’m not talking about that, Goldie Guts.” He paused, smirking. “Well not only that. I’m talking about the fact that we brought all our idiots with us. I know my bulls- shit’s gonna hit the roof.” “It won’t be that bad I’m sure,” William moved away from his boyfriend to get up from the bed. (William x Yami, minor Nozel x Vanessa)

❤️ Masquerade, IAmStoryteller

The Masquerade Ball hadn't happened in many years in Clover, but that changes when Julius Novachrono decides that it's high time to bring back some old traditions. (Asta x Yuno, Nozel x Vanessa, Finral x Leopold, Magna x Nebra, Fragil x Luck, Zora x Kirsch, Letoile x Gordon, Gauche x Grey, Rill x Charmy)

❤️ Green, Pink, and Grayscale, juviin

Soulmates are a thing of the past, or at least, they should be. So why does the youngest child of the royal Silva family see no colors? (Asta x Noelle)

❤️ Now All My Dreams are Melting on the Asphalt in the Heat, IAmStoryteller

Vanessa Enoteca, the lead singer and guitarist of the Punk band Arresting Dark Weave, is asked by her mentor/friend/first love Yami Sukehiro, the lead guitarist of The Black Bulls, to compose songs for his and Charlotte Roselei’s wedding. Except, she has got to work with Charlotte’s friend Nozel Silva, the First Seat Cello Player of the Clover Kingdom Baroque Orchestra, who just so happens to a composer. Can Vanessa and Nozel create some amazing songs for the Yami/Charlotte wedding in time? Or will it go up in smoke? (Nozel x Vanessa)

❤️ MUSIC CONNECTS ALL, UNLESS IT'S OFF BEAT, orphaned

In Noelle's defense, it was all Kahono's fault. Noelle so happens to be listening to Kahono's rant before she gets into this entire complicated situation that had just happened, (fuck fate, by the way), and now she had dug a hole too deep to get out of. Who the hell was Tchaikovsky, what the hell was a quarter note, and why are there eighty–eight keys on a piano? To think it just started with a simple walk on the beach. (Kahono x Noelle)

❤️ Children of the Future, LightNova

When Yami and Charlotte had been summoned to see the Wizard king they had not been expecting to find out they had a 19 year old daughter from the future! Nor had they been expecting even more children from the future to appear in their world shortly after her. Just what was going on, and who was sending them here and why? (Charlotte x Yami, Finral x Vanessa, Zora x Nebra, Gauche x Grey, Fuegoleon x OC, William x OC, Julius x OC, Yuno x OC, Asta x Noelle)

❤️ I'll Be Home for Christmas, HotaruGFC (JaclynGFC)

Charlotte gets an invitation to a wedding, and she can't go alone. (Charlotte x Yami)

❤️ Oh What Am I Supposed to Do Without You?, Supernaturalgrant

“Mercury poisoning.” The silence that follows Owen's statement is deafening. The occupants of the room share looks of utter confusion. “That’s like saying Fuegoleon has third-degree burns from that cool ass fire arm situation he has going on.” Yami’s the first to break it. Or: Nozel is diagnosed with mercury poisoning and forced to give his magic up until the can find a cure. Chaos ensues. (Fuegoleon x Nozel)

❤️ Paper Hearts, KaLolasFantasyWorld

Helena Drazel is a twenty five year old Royal from Diamond Kingdom. She's a charming and cheerful woman, ready to leave the sheltered embrace of her family's estate. Her mother previously a Clover citizen and an old friend of late Acier Silva, gets her daughter an invitation to study healing magic in the Capital. Because of that friendship Helena is placed under the care of Royal House of Silva. However the siblings, especially the eldest Nozel, are not so fond of her at the beginning. (Nozel x OC)

❤️ Boys will be Embarrassing, loafingdragon, subtleassiduities

A series of stories documenting Fuegoleon and Nozel's totally-not-gay-completely-serious very-manly escapades over the years. (Fuegoleon x Nozel)

❤️ Damn Eyes, musicalinny

The first time their eyes met he doesn't notice that he actually gave a damn. (Zora x Nebra)

❤️ (Not) At first sight, BBRosenfeld

Finesse is bethrothed to the son of the Vaude family, and she doesn't really mind. However, she was not expecting how much he'd grow on her. (Finral x Finesse)

❤️ Picking flowers, KaLolasFantasyWorld

“Flowers carry meaning and some people are connected by them. It is said that a specific kind would grow around them and point towards the person they are meant to be with.” “Destiny?” Charlotte held her breath. “Maybe there is a person who sees blue roses sprouting wherever they go,” the woman smirked. (Yami x Charlotte, Asta x Noelle, Zora x Nebra, Nozel x OC)

Fluffy, Funny, Fix-it

💚 Flower Crowns, Angeliccharizard

During an off day, Asta decides it's a great idea to bring a devil to a church

💚 Owen vs The Black Bulls, WildflowerWoods

Owen has seen a lot in his time as a doctor in the magic knights infirmary, even more since his promotion to head of the royal infirmary, overseeing both the magic knights and ordinary patients. he has dealt with his fair share of stubborn visitors, people hiding injuries and patients trying to escape out the window—Lord Julius himself was a common offender for the last of those—but even treating Mereoleona Vermillion's self-inflicted burns was better than the Black Bulls. There was nothing that could have prepared Owen for the Black Bulls.

💚 Why Asta (and Liebe) are Banned From the Kitchen, Bluemeanies

After Yami's katana becomes Demon Slicer and joins Asta's grimoire, Asta and Liebe start looking for other things that could be good anti-magic weapons. Liebe might be taking the concept a little too far.

💚 Early Black Bulls (series), Acacia_May

Early Black Bulls Days

💚 An Impossible Decision, MysticalShizz

Mereoleona’s head pops into view, first taking in you, then turning to observe the small girl perched on your hip. Her look of confusion slowly morphs into disbelief, then into incredulity. “Did … Darling. Did you steal the Silva’s youngest child?”  Fix-It fic where Mereoleona and spouse reader adopt Noelle.

💚 Ghosts, IAmStoryteller

Julius has a bit of a secret. He can see ghosts of his dear departed friends.

💚 Doggy Days, Undefeated_Lionmess

Yami sends Vanessa, Finral, and Charmy to explore a dungeon. Only two of them come back still human. Finral supposes he’s had worse days.

💚 That One Time When Julius Was Late, wintermelon_soldier

"We're late... again," Marx said with a worried expression. "Don't worry, Marx. I'm sure everything is just f-" The Magic Emperor pushed both doors open hoping to greet the Captains only to be welcomed by a vast wasteland. The conference room where it once stood is replaced by a large, empty landmass with no trees or building in sight. "W-what in the world is happening?" Marx cried at his mentor.

💚 The Vice-Captains of the Magic Knights (series), IAmStoryteller

The Vice-Captains of the Magic Knights series

💚 Teenagers, Kaitouahiru

Yami was going to talk to Julius about the recruitable age of Magic Knights. Make no mistake, Yami did not care that fifteen year olds were being put in dangerous or life threatening situations. He didn’t care that they could be drafted to go to war if the situation called for it. He cared that almost none of these brats knew how to do basic home skills.

💚 faith bleeds through the cracks, TellNearaToWrite

Yami knew three things. First, that being a squad captain was shaping up to be a lot like fatherhood, and second, he was definitely not cut out for that shit. Third. Well. Julius had a lot to answer for, that was for sure. The least he could do was help a bit.

Angst!

🧡 Geranium, Azuvist

The flowers in Yami's lungs never really stopped growing. (Yami x William)

🧡 Black Clover: The Blood of Fate, ChanceQueen

In a dark alternate universe of the clover kingdom, there is one question that no one ever wanted to ask, let alone know the answer to. A question that wraps its claws around you, ripping scars that cannot be seen and will never heal. What if Vanessa had never manifested the red thread of fate?

🧡 Megicula's Curse by MaryJoeycoco

After everything, the Black Bulls thought they were safe. They thought Noelle took care of the devil Megicula. They soon realize how wrong they were. Now it's up to Asta to save her but he soon realizes how his feelings change about Noelle through the nightmare land. (Asta x Noelle)

🧡 Lumiereward by Cyrooo

Nero misses home. (Always).

The Silva Fics™

Yes, they get their own category. It's the birb siblings. They deserve it.

💙 Artifice, subtleassiduities

When a retrieval mission traps Nozel with a dangerous and powerful artifact, Nebra and Solid struggle to find help before time runs out for him. But their attempts are thwarted by a widespread, rapidly progressing phenomenon: Everybody in the Clover Kingdom is forgetting about Nozel Silva. Their only choice is to depend on one another-- and Noelle, the only other person who can hold onto a memory of their dear brother. Their rescue mission forces them to face their own memories, twisted against them in ways they may not be able to overcome.

💙 Casa Silva, Mouxe (SPANISH)

Conjunto de historias que comenzo para mostrar la relacion de Acier Silva con sus hijos durante la infancia pero termino convirtiendose en relatos de la relacion de los hermanos silva.

💙 Lay Beside Me, Under Wicked Sky, Avacelt

Noelle leaves, and the chips fall where they do. [Silva family!fic, post-canon]

💙 The Boy Who Played with Water, BeamMeUpCas

Nozel only becomes aware of the extreme lengths his siblings were going to torment their youngest when Nebra, of all people, appears sweaty and disheveled in his office, stuttering and stammering about how Solid has Noelle trapped in a water bubble in the rose garden and she isn't moving Or: Solid nearly drowns Noelle. Nozel flips his shit and becomes the halfway decent big brother he was meant to be.

💙 My Father Told Me (series), succulentsunrise

My Father Told Me is a series, which attempts to understand the effects that the Silva parents must have had on their children, and how the age gaps and personalities between the children themselves affected their relationships.

💙 Make an Effort, IAmStoryteller

Solid isn’t very nice or kind or gentle. He knows this, but when he is hit with the realization that Nozel and Nebra might not know that he loves them, he sets out to show his love and appreciation for his two older siblings. And maybe, extend an olive brand or two…

💙 What Yami Saw by BeamMeUpCas

Nozel needs a favor. Yami will maybe not hold it over his head for all eternity but he'll take great delight in letting Nozel think he will.

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Top Male Reader X Gaz where Gaz is cock warming him while he's doing paperwork...

Thank you @guardkeywolf for the ask!! Gaz is the sweetest istg-

No Interruptions.

Pairing: Sub Gaz x Dom M!Reader

Type: NSFW drabble/ficlet thing (it was supposed to be, but not anymore thanks to my horny ass writers brain 🥲)

Warnings (kinda): ohhhh boy here we go, sub gaz, hard dom reader, dom male reader, anal fingering, naked teasing, handjobs, gaz has a 'sir kink and a 'master' kink, spit play/spit as lube, anal penetration, praise and degradation, sadistic reader, masochistic gaz, breath play, scent play, humiliation, begging, making out, VERY rough sex, slapping/impact play, masturbation, dacryphelia because i'm in love with making men cry yes i know i have issues, choking, feral reader because thats just me, and finally cum-play and exhibitionism if you squint... also me getting horny and sloppy with my writing as you go further in because unholy mother of god this gets wacky-

A/N: I'm slowly chugging through my ask box in the order of how much inspiration and research I have on each. This one came easy, I've been sitting on this ask for a day and I love Gaz so done deal. Again, my ask box is open, I write for most fandoms (especially the ones mentioned in my pinned post). Go wild, I will get to all of them eventually. If yours is taking longer than a week to get out there, shoot me a message and I'll either hurry up on it, or troubleshoot. Happy January 1st everyone!!

NSFW UNDER THE CUT! MINORS/FEMALE PRESENTING DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS POST!!

NOT COMPLETELY PROOFREAD!!

Gaz was a good boy, everyone knew that. He was a good soldier, an amazing teammate, and a sweet and caring friend. That's why you'd fallen for him so easily. His soft smile and chocolate brown eyes had made you feel things so primal you'd have to physically try and restrain yourself from pinning him against a nearby wall and making him cry out in pleasure.

Gaz was so good. So sweet.

The only thing that would contradict that notion was the fact he'd snuck into your office before you came back from a meeting. He hid in your connecting quarters, pulling out the lube from under your bed and slicking up his fingers.

His soft gasps and mewls filled the air as he stretched himself open, waiting for you to come back. After about 10 minutes, Gaz was desperate. His cock was throbbing and leaking and the tip an angry, blushing maroon. A click was heard in your office room and Gaz breathed a silent sigh of relief. He pulled out his fingers and cleaned them off on a towel nearby before throwing it into the laundry basket.

Gaz undressed, leaving his boxers on to barely conceal his twitching erection. He peeped through the semi-opaque glass into your office, seeing your larger silhouette clearly writing at your desk. The door handle squeaked as he opened the door, stepping into your office.

"You been waitin' for me?" You chuckled softly, your back turned to him and still working away.

"Yes sir-" Gaz mumbled, walking up behind you and dragging your chair a little further away from your desk so he could fit inbetween you and the sturdy wood.

"Gaz I swear... what do you w-" You paused as he reached down, unbuckling your belt and slipping his hands down your boxers. You grunted in surprise as he pulled out your softened length, still impressive in size.

"Just shut up for a minute yeah?" Gaz muttered, making you raise an eyebrow in surprise at his boldness. He slipped his fingers briefly into his mouth, coating them in saliva before wrapping them around your length. He moved his hands swiftly up and down your shaft, making you grumble in frustration at the interruption to your work. You didnt completely hate this little surprise however.

Soon you were fully hard, your breath quickening a little. Behind you, Gaz took off his boxers and moved forward to promptly sit on your lap. He moved swiftly, pushing your length inside his prepped hole before you could say anything in protest. You let out a soft groan and only then realized he was fully naked and stretched out for this.

"You were planning this all along... weren't you..?" You smirked, shifting him more comfortably on your dick. Gaz let out a breathy moan, right next to your ear as your girth stretched and fucked him out so beautifully.

He tried to move, pathetically attempting to fuck himself on your cock. You held his hips down firmly, clicking your tongue in disapproval.

"Not so fast, sweet thing." You coo tauntingly in his ear, your voice sending trembles down Gaz's spine. "You gotta earn my cock. Sit and keep me warm until I finish my case report. Then I'll think about fucking your lights out..."

Gaz whined, knowing how long and tiresome case reports could be. Nonetheless, he sat still and buried his head in your neck. Your cock was so deep inside him, he thought, nuzzling against your warm skin and breathing in your familiar scent of cologne and gunpowder residue. So, so deep...

Eventually it became all too tempting and he tried to subtly grind himself onto your length. He let out sweet little gasps and whines right into your ear. You pretended to ignore him although it sent shivers right down to your cock. God, this little bitch was just begging to be fucked dumb, you thought.

You kept your cool, calmly continuing to write until you saw Gaz reach his left hand down to touch himself in the corner of your eye. He leaned forward into you, stroking himself and whispering filthy sweet words into your ear as he began to move more desperately up and down your cock.

"Please sir... You feel so fuckin' good inside me. I need it sir please. I'll be your good boy... I'll do anything.. Please sir.. Please~"

You slapped down your pen, swiftly picking him up and moving into your room. Gaz let out a soft breath of relief as you pinned him to the bed. Your kisses were rough, punishing and desperate, making Gaz moan weakly into your mouth. He knew he was into a rough night.

The door was still open and your lights still off but you didn't care, you spread his legs further and held them up to his chest.

"Hold." You said calmly, and Gaz obeyed, locking his arms around his legs and keeping them open for you. He knew that tone of voice.

You thrust deeply into him, wrapping a firm hand around Gaz's nape and setting a brutal pace. Your hips slammed roughly into his plush ass as you ruined him, making his cock bounce against his toned stomach and rip pathetic cries of desperate ecstasy from his swollen lips.

Tears started to fall down his cheeks as he squirmed and moaned beneath you, making you grit your teeth and move faster, harder, anything to hear more of those slutty sinful noises.

"M'close... m'close... please- s-sir..." Gaz choked out, unable to stop his loud moans, cries, and whimpers from pouring out of his throat. "Please sir... master~ please let me cum master~" He knew what that title made you feel, especially when he said it, but he said it anyway.

You stopped, pulling out of him and delivering a swift slap to his ass, he mewled at the empty loss as he looked up at you surprised. God, those doe eyes, making you want to-

A growl ripped from your throat, flipping him over onto his hands and knees and slapping his ass a lot harder. Gaz moaned out, the sweet sound interrupted by a choked whimper as you wrapped your hand tightly around his throat and slammed balls-deep into him.

Gaz let out a broken cry, tears falling as you nailed him into the mattress. He gripped desperately at the sheets, drool escaping from the corners of his lips as you rearranged his guts.

You gritted your teeth, gripping the sides of his neck and fucking into his harder. Gaz cried out in pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head as you pounded him deeper.

You were fucking feral at this point, ragged pants and low groans escaping your lips and quickly being drowned out by your boyfriends whorishly wounded, sobbing moans. Your hips snapped harshly into him, your cock twitched as his tightness drove you closer to home.

On the other hand, Gaz was lost, spewing incoherent strings of slurred curses and chants your your name and how good you made him feel. His moans and cries went up a pitch, gripping at the sheets so hard his knuckles went white.

"PLEASE~ oh fuck me... please master... please please please... i'm so close sir.." He cried out, his cock aching for release. "Please let me cum master... I'll be your good boy... I'll be your pretty little slut... I'll be whatever you want... Pleaseeee let me cum~..." he gasped out, his moans broken and raspy from all his pathetically adorable crying.

Gaz soon let out a loud cry, his jaw going slack and tear-filled eyes rolling back in his head as he reached his peak. High pitched mewls and sobs echoed through the room as he emptied himself all over his stomach and the sheets. Eventually he caught his breath and collapsed, his cock and body twitching through the waves of aftershock from his orgasm.

You came soon after, holding his hips up and burying yourself deep inside him as you coated his walls with your hot seed. You groaned lowly and pulled out of him, laying down in pure exhaustion and pulling him up against you.

The poor boy was in another dimension, his whole body tingling and twitching as he snuggled into you. All he knew was you were there with your familiar smell and he felt safe. Gaz snuggled up to you, swiftly falling asleep.

You sighed at the mess but pulled the blankets over you both and soon fell asleep as well, oblivious to the fact that you and Gaz both would get a chuckled talking-to by Price and Soap, who's rooms were on either side of yours.

_end._

A/N: SO.. THAT WAS A LITTLE MORE THAN A FICLET- I GOT CARRIED AWAY IM SORRY- 😭

[chaestats]

Insecurity drabble w Mina from TWICE!

Request by: anon!

Warnings: none!

Ask: "can you do a mina ins drabble where fem reader is really insecure with her moles pls?"

You sit in front of the vanity mirror, your fingers tracing the lines of the small moles that pepper your face. Each one feels like a spotlight, emphasizing your insecurities. You let out a sigh, feeling a pang of self-doubt that seems to grow stronger by the day. Your thoughts are interrupted by a soft knock on the door, and when you look up, Mina, your beloved, stands there, a warm smile on her face.

"Baby, mind if I come in?" Mina asks gently.

You nod, mustering a weak smile as you watch her enter. She perches herself on the edge of the bed, her eyes full of concern.

"Something on your mind?" she asks, tilting her head slightly. She has always been like this. Careful, comforting, home.

You hesitate for a moment before finally speaking. "It's silly, but... I've always felt so insecure about these moles on my face. They just make me feel so... imperfect."

Mina's expression softens as she listens, her empathy radiating. "You know, imperfections are what make us unique and beautiful. They tell a story, like constellations in the night sky. Your moles are like little stars, each with its own charm."

You glance back at your reflection, her words sinking in. "But... what if people stare, or worse, judge me because of them?"

Mina reaches out and takes your hand, her touch reassuring. "People who focus on your imperfections don't deserve your attention. Those who truly care about you will see beyond that and appreciate the wonderful person you are. And remember, you're not alone. Even someone like me, who might seem confident on stage, has her own insecurities too."

You find comfort in her words, a small smile gracing your lips. "Thank you, love. I needed to hear that."

Mina squeezes your hand gently before laying a kiss on your forehead. "Anytime. Just remember, you're amazing just the way you are. And those moles? They're a part of what makes you uniquely beautiful."

As you sit there, you feel a newfound sense of acceptance wash over you, like a warm embrace. With Mina by your side, you realize that your imperfections are a part of your story, one that you can learn to embrace with time.

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Two Idiots, One smile.

Amy March x Fem!Reader. Drabble.

I watched the movie for the first time a few days ago. I just love bubbly woman.

Warnings: Drinking, taking care of drunk jo and Laurie, nothing really but fun and fluff.

You had no clue how you had gotten wrapped up into the two laughing idiots, or why you didn’t just leave them alone. Both of them had their arms wrapped around your shoulders as you helped them walk. “I can’t believe she’s such a beauty, you know y/n, you and my sister could be the best actors in the world.” The girls slurred words made you laugh and grip onto her waist as she tripped.

“She’d forgot the lines.” You looked over at the boy you’ve known all your life at his comment to tease you. “Don’t look at me! I didn’t say anything.” He tried to defend himself but the two took one glance at each other and got caught into a laughing fit. You had to keep dragging them by the arms or the clothes when they wouldn’t follow you.

The dark house came into view and you sighed, finally getting one of them home. It has been hours since you left the ball but they didn’t make it easy from being drunk off their asses. You knocked at the door but Jo reached the handle and pushed it open. Her voice yelling as she was the one to pull you both in, making you both trip.

Soon Jo and Laurie rushed to the cough and almost knocked it over from how hard they fell on it. The mother came in the view along with the maiden, three other girls rushing down the steps. You looked at your watched and cursed at the time. You explained that you had caught them drinking after it was too late, and got her home as quickly as you could.

What you didn’t expect was a girl with blonde hair and dark roots stare at you with a kind smile and sit before you. “I’m Amy.” You looked at her, a warm feeling in your chest built up at her beauty. You bowed your hand, cleaning off your skirt trying not to look like a mess in front of her.

“Nice to meet you, Amy.” Her eyes stayed on you but you decided to looked away, getting flustered by the second. “Hope to see you again.” You walked away and towards the whining boy that cringed to Jo’s hand. You took him by the stomach and yanked him away and off the cough in a death grip.

“It was nice to meet you all, I do apologize for his behavior.” You rushed him out the house as they bid farewell to the both of you. The girls, Amy and the smaller one followed you to the door and watched you to walk out the house.

The night was dark but they watched you until you couldn’t be seen anymore, Amy blushing and followed her eyes on you. “She seems nice…” Beth wrapped her arm with her sisters. “And pretty, she said she hopes we meet again.” The happy tone in her voice matched her feet that bounced at the thought. The two were called back inside. Amy went to sleep think of you, Beth went to bed with a matching smile she saw on her sisters face.

The next morning as the sun shined through the windows and the family came down for breakfast they found a nice big basket of fruits and baked goods. “Strawberries.” Beth ran over as the others girls laughed and rushed down the steps. Each girl looked at different pastries with different flavors, ones that tasted fresh.

“Who’s it from?” Jo asked as she sat down and stuffed her face with a muffin. Hannah smiled and rushed to get something. A few seconds later she walked back in with a vase of flowers that were bright yellow and white. The girls watched her come to the table and set it down in front of Amy.

“From the little lady who came last night.” They all giggled and shouted at her to read the note attached to the case. Amy laughed and tugged it off, ripping it open with no patience. Beth leaned forward at get a look.

“I wish to have you smile once’s more. Until we meet again.” she smiled and blushed. The girls squealed and flooded her with questions and how amazing that was.

All Amy could do was think of you.

[thotsforvillainrights]

HELLLLOOO, IT'S ME AGAIN! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

May i ask for a (NSFW/SFW) hcs for poly relationship with Muscular and Rappa!? :D

The fandom (or at least a little some of them) has been arguing over their meeting and how would they react whether they'd get along with each other and become buddies! ^⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠^

Or they'd just get crazy and become each other's enemies forever

So what do think!? :3

(I'll be honest with you, I don't see these two managing to be in a relationship with each other present at first but that's EXACTLY what the magic of fanfic is for!)

(sidenote: this is my first time writing for a poly relationship I think? So if it's not good please let me know so I can improve upon it!)

~Muscular, Rappa, and their S/O~

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up|drabble

-You got one in a relationship? Wow, amazing! You got both of them at the same time? How in the hell do you manage this!? It's like having two overactive dogs in a small apartment most of the time! If one day you're not busy trying to keep Rappa from killing some poor stranger on the street then the next day you're busy keeping Muscular out of trouble. And don't even get me started on how much energy it takes to keep them from both going at each other's necks. In fact, they didn't even want to tolerate each other until they realized the end goal was having you. Then they learned how to get along somewhat...It's been maybe 2 weeks so far that you've managed to keep them from going at each other until earlier this morning when you caught them fighting over the last brown egg in the fridge. There were plenty of other eggs but the brown one was essential according to them. Or maybe because it was farm fresh that made them go crazy? Either way, that was how the morning went.

-Later in the evening you managed to get them to make up in time for you three to watch your favorite show together. Watching it was more like watching those two give hilarious commentary on their least favorite characters (which was basically everybody that wasn't violent or vulgar). Still, they both manage to always make you laugh so it wasn't too big of a deal. Also being with the two of them pay off bedroom-wise (depending on reader preference) but I won't go into too much detail here and now.

-These two can be the definition of scary dog privlege. You need not worry about going anywhere and feeling unsafe with these two by your side. The only thing you truly need to worry about is the safety of OTHERS when you bring these two around. Their unruly behavior has gotten then on a couple of hit lists in the past. That's why it's important to steer clear of too much bar time or even some cage fighting matches less you want to have your eardrums blown out by their incessant howling over the match.

-Don't expect much rest because the both of them are gym rats and they always end up waking you to get you involved as well. It can border on the absurd depending on the time or day of things. Rappa knows especially how you have work to do so you're getting rest. However, he's the main one waking you up majority of the time. Sometimes, despite being annoying, it can be a bit of a cute scene. Grown man Rappa waking you up with hoping eyes that you'll go to the gym with them. Then you look over and Muscular has his head peeking from around the corner as he also waits to hear your answer. Maybe just humor them every once in a while and tag along. It'll be a rare chance to watch them behave while in public lol.

-Even though they may seem like they want to kill each other, there are the sweet moments you get to witness when they get along that make it all worth your wild. Another example would be those lazy Sunday mornings when the sun is just barely allowing it's beams to creep along the carpet of your bedroom through the glass. It's illuminating your bodies all bundled up beneath the blanket together. There you can see Rappa's ridiculous morning hair and Goto's soft smile...his genuine REAL smile and not the shit eating grin you're so used to. Both of them making way for each other to hold you closely as they rest comfortably by your side. Everything seemingly at peace until the snoring seems to get louder and louder!

[spookyserenades]

Soo I hope you're ready for this, because it's gonna be a doozy. I have so many emotions over this story, I cannot tell you. Thank you so much for writing Trouvaille, I feel like it's been something I've been missing all my life. From the very first chapter, you've been able to create a world where anything and everything is possible with our favourite boys. My heart cannot handle it.   I do have a few questions though. Let's go by each member. 

For Joonie: how could you do this to me? This is my favourite depiction of Namjoon. Especially wolfie Namjoon. Everything is right, it just fits.  From the attitude, how he was trying to flex on everyone from the first day, to him loving sweets and being a complete bookworm, it's all so good. I can definitely see this version of Namjoon living in a trailer in the middle of a national park and being obsessed with Bigfoot lol. I also enjoyed how you were able to show how he can be uncomfortable with his emotions. After the incident, when he was trying to apologize to Y/N and he seemed lost and awkward, I really felt that. He's been a lone wolf for so long, it's really not surprising he may be a tad bit emotionally constipated. I definitely know the feeling lol. 

Taehyung: I can't. I cannot with this version of Tae. I love how he is, and his backstory. It's so interesting! How did you come up with it? I've read quite a few hybrid stories, and I can honestly say I've never read a backstory like his before. Poor Tae Bear. I just want to wrap him up in a blanket and cuddle him. He is too good for this world. I love how he was so quick to warm up to Y/N, it's so cute. How he came running when he heard her scream from her bathroom, and went all inspector mode to see if anyone was in there attempting any harm. Ahh.. my heart.

Seokjin: What a backstory for Jin. I was at the edge of my seat reading the last chapter. Why am I not surprised his previous owners would dump him at a shelter when they have no more use for him. He put his heart and soul into performing, and they just discarded him like he was nothing. I would definitely have a few choice words for them, I'd start throwing hands. >:(  The last chapter was amazing. How he felt safe enough to tell Y/N his backstory, his fears, and talk about Hannah. Please tell me we will get a chance to meet Hannah. Please tell me she didn't perish in the accident. Pretty please 

Yoongi: My favourite relationship in this story so far is between Y/N and Yoongi. From the very beginning, it's like they had an understanding. They definitely knew each other in another life, I love how you added that to the story! How he looks after her, doesn't mind cooking and even lets her get away with all that she does, she has him wrapped around her little finger. And he lets her!! Yes. Yes to everything.  I love how protective he is over her- I almost combusted reading the drabble for my boys - yes Yoongi, feel jealous and overprotective of your girl! He gave her the biggest cinnamon roll with the most icing... I squealed. Also, that scenting scene was hot. I hope they have more scenes together in the future.

Hoseok: Ahh Hobi.. the sunshine of the group. Yes to being a cheeky boy. It's like he's been on Y/N's side from the very beginning. He is the one that I've been wondering about the most in this story. Is he going to be able to get over his fear of wolves? Is he ever going to get Y/N to do yoga with him? Are we ever going to meet Keaon, and if so, will a certain foxy be jealous?  So many questions! Also, in the last chapter, when he was whistling his tune and she asked him about it, was that a sort of mating call? I tried looking it up, but I didn't get anywhere with it lol.

Jimin: Ahh Jiminie.. yes. His whole aesthetic - hair slicked back, jean wearing cowboy with the Clark Kent hairstyle. Yes. It's kind of embarrassing how many times I went back to read the chapter where everyone got their hair cut. Out of all the cuts, this one is top notch. I must admit, I did not expect Jimin's backstory in this. Are we going to find out more about why he left home? Does it have anything to do with his family? He has a sister, are we going to meet her as well? Will she like Y/N? So many questions!! 

Jeongguk: Last but cerainly not least, Kookie. My spooky gothic angel. I love his aesthetic in this as well. When you said you were going for a Constantine vibe with him.. I can assure you, you did it. Very very well lol. His attitude with the other guys and with Y/N has me feeling a certain type of way. Poor guy seems like he's been through quite a bit. But I like how he's had his troubles and tribulations with everyone, and he's slowly opening up. His birthday chapter was so cute, he seemed so distrusting of Y/N at the beginning, but he came through at the end. Can we get a drabble of the party as well? I'd love to see how he felt.  Anyways, this post is too long so this is the end of it lol. I cannot wait for October 7th. It cannot come fast enough. Thank you for all you do Dana! 

Hi hello how are you my love!!! 🥰 Thank you so so much for sending me in this lovely feedback! I hope you don't mind a late response, I wanted to answer each of your questions to the best of my ability since you have sent me so much love. Thank you for loving and supporting Trouvaille so much, I'm so grateful and happy that I get to share the story and these boys with you! You're too kind, and I really appreciate you and your love! So I, too, will go member by member for you as well;

Joon: HEHE AHHH It makes me super happy and excited that you love this version of Joonie!! He is my main bias in BTS (I'm hyung line biased, I wonder if it's obvious...) But I loved giving him a little attitude and edge. I feel like it fits his Virgo energy, as well as going hand in hand with being a wolf hybrid. Still though, him being bookish and very into eating sweets are some qualities IRL Namjoon has, and I definitely wanted to keep some of their real personality traits in this story as well. I love Namjoon's past in Trouvaille, it will be revealed piece by piece as the story goes on since he's pretty private (and we'll see even more of it in the eventual release of his prequel!) Namjoon is based loosely off of Fox Mulder from the X-Files, so that's where the Bigfoot/cryptid/paranormal interest comes from. Namjoon has a "lone wolf" complex that we'll see him struggle with throughout the plot, so a lot of human emotions are difficult for him to process and express. I love the term you used-- "emotionally constipated" 💀, that's TOTALLY what he is... I doubt he has ever had to apologize to someone like that. It was definitely new to him!

Taehyung: Kodiak Tae is my baby, my boyfriend... He's a sweet boy!! I'm glad that you like his backstory and find it interesting. It was kind of a risk to incorporate something like a murder within a backstory of one of the boys, but I think that it's added some interest and mystery to his character-- he's not all rainbows and sunshine, he's got darker origins. Most of the boys I have based off of characters from my favorite books/films/shows. As for Tae, I based his backstory off of the TV show Twin Peaks, and a slew of characters from that show, primarily Josie Packard, Big Ed and Audrey Horne. There is a large part of that show that takes place in a logging plant (that's where Tae was working prior to his adoption), so that's where that part of his backstory came from. Other than that, I wanted him to have a sort of Seattle grunge rock vibe, and some skeletons in his closet to counteract his shy and sweet nature. He is such a love though, he really warmed up to Y/N and her personality. And that scene where he ran into the bathroom... he was checking for intruders, ready to beat them up if they dared to break into Y/N's bathroom!! 👹

Seokjin: I love a good dark circus aesthetic! I think that it fits Seokjin in Trouvaille well. He has that pretty face, athletic build, and such a stage presence. It is horrible that in the Trouvaille universe, many companies and people discard hybrids once deemed "damaged" or "useless". Seokjin likely put his all into performing, and was easily damaged-- no wonder he, too, is clingy like Tae. Y/N, like you, is ready to burn the whole circus down for him!!! I'm so happy you liked the last chapter and the focus on some of Seokjin's backstory. It was really fun to finally reveal some of his past to the readers. He definitely feels safe with Y/N, especially because she treats him so gently and doesn't have outrageous expectations for him. As for Hannah- we'll find out a little more about her in the next chapter, and in the future as well! She will definitely be touched upon again, so don't worry! 😉

Yoongi: I could cry!!! 🥺 Yoongi and Y/N's relationship is my favorite so far, as well. I love nothing more than Yoongi's gentle, doting, and selfless personality, and it totally reflects in his character in Trouvaille. The two of them have this almost unspoken connection, and it is very mysterious. I am such a fan of past-life lover stories, so I had to incorporate it at least a little bit in Trouvaille. I classify Yoongi as a househusband in this story, which is a dream of many. Whether Y/N knows it or not, she has Yoongi eating out of the palm of her hand (she's too enamored with him to notice). His love language seems to be acts of service. Anything he can do to make her life easier, he does-- and he definitely gets affection in return. Their piano lessons together... UGH! I'm so jealous, I want that relationship LOL. He is certainly one of the more possessive and jealous ones (Joon and Tae, too) but it's almost like he wants to steal her away for himself! He indulges her so much.. the cinnamon roll AH all she had to do was flirt with him a little! And his scenting scene was my FAVORITE too, so I'm happy you liked it as well. There is certainly more of that coming.

Hoseok: Hobi is just so! I love him so so much. Like Y/N, foxes are my favorite animal. I think the cleverness and quickness of a fox fits Hoseok's personality and vibe well. He is one of the hybrids more shrouded in mystery, and has a tough time opening up, perhaps because he had been waiting so long to be adopted and many of his previous adoptions had fell through. He and Y/N have like a bestie connection, and she feels totally at ease with him. Often, he's the one to break up tension, and he is most similar to Y/N, personality wise (extroverted, optimistic). Y/N is going to try her best to help him get over his wolf phobia, but he likely has a long road ahead of him to sort that out-- I don't see him becoming super chummy with Namjoon right away. Keon may make a comeback in the future, I'm excited that you remembered him! I think not only will Hoseok be jealous, but the rest of them as well... A hybrid from her past? Drama! The whistle: like the others, Hoseok is based off of a film character, his being Mr. Fox from Wes Anderson's Fantastic Mr. Fox. In the film, Mr. Fox has a "signature" or "trademark" whistle/click noise he makes, and that is what Hoseok does.

Jimin: Hnnnnggg I adore blonde Jimin, it's one of his best looks. I have such a clear image in my mind of his really classic looking haircut (suitable for a cowboy, LOL) with the piece of hair in his face... woof. I loved the haircut chapter, it was self indulgent and gave me the opportunity to give them all my favorite looks on them LMAO. His backstory is one of the more "out there" ones, but it's different than the others and I hope you'll find it interesting when we hear more about it in the future! We'll find out why he wanted to leave home, especially when it seems like it is one of the more comfortable ways for a hybrid to live. I will say, it has more to do with Jimin's dreams and ambitions, rather than any quarrels with his family. There is a definite possibility that we'll meet his sister in the future, as well--Y/N will likely want to reunite them even for a few days, if she can. Y/N seems to be pretty happy go lucky and likable, so I'm sure Jimin's sister would approve, especially when she sees how much Y/N cares for her brother.

Jeongguk: The Constantine movie with Keanu Reeves has to be one of my favorite movies, like ever. I'm stoked that you think I've accomplished the aesthetic with Jeongguk! He happens to be one of the more self indulgent characters that I wrote into Trouvaille. I love a gothic sort of bad boy, and the paranormal investigator vibe fits him super well. Even IRL, Jeongguk has expressed interest in paranormal topics before, so I think it is true to him. He has quite an abrasive and temperamental personality in Trouvaille, which I think is refreshing for Jeongguk in fics. There is a reason for the way he acts and his prickliness, and when he feels like he can open up more and doesn't have to be so distrustful and defensive, he will. He is slowly becoming more comfortable in his environment, sharing it with the other hybrids, and with Y/N's presence, as well. I think he realizes now that she isn't there to betray him. His birthday was so so so fun to write, and allowed us to not only see a softer side of him, but get some of his backstory as well. I will jot down that drabble idea, I really think that would be a blast to write!

Thank you a million times for sending in all of your thoughts, I really enjoyed hearing them all 🥺, and I hope I could provide you with new insights! I can't wait to share Chapter Ten with you on the 7th, and I'm sending you so much love! Thank you for reading and supporting Trouvaille! 🩷😘

[nights-legacy]

Hii!! Hope u are doing amazing <33 I wanted to request a Drabble ? Or a head cannon I forgot the name sorry, where todoroki’s s/o gets kidnapped by the lov and gets turned into a nomu but when they capture her (since she is a nomu) eri uses her quirk on her and they find out it way yn and then todoroki cries and fluff and eri hugs her rllllly tight and eri in between todoroki and yn now cus why not :3( sorrry I’m bad at explaining . The quirk can be of ur choiceee. Btw if u don’t like this request, don’t do it it’s totally fine ^^ btw it’s kinda like the nomu deku au( by garbageisland) and kikimgcee but without the catatonic part- lol sorry this is too long. Hv a grt day byeee <33

Heyo! I had fun with this and I pulled at my my own heart strings. I decided to incorporate Todoroki's time dealing with her disappearance leading up to her being found. I hope you like it!

Lost & Found- Todoroki

Masterlist MHA Masterlist

1910 words

Note: has she/ her pronouns but can be read as GN.

Warnings: none besides an indirect mention of death.

+ Y/N disappears and for weeks noone has any idea what happened or where she is. Todoroki is not Cdealing with it well and is on the verge of completely losing hope when on an outing with a certain little horned sweetie, they get a breakthrough. And little Eri is the one to save Y/N's life.

3rd POV

There had been a somber tone to Class 1-A for a few weeks now. Ever since Y/N had disappeared. No one's been able to figure it out. She had gone home for the weekend and when school started back up, she didn't show. Not in class or the dorms. When Aizawa-sensei called her parents/guardian they freaked out because they sent them off the night before and even got a text saying she had made it. A full investigation was launched but nothing has been found out yet.

"Damn." Todoroki groaned as ran over the finish line. Aizawa had the class doing a 2 mile run and some were struggling. Todoroki is not normally one of them but he hasn't had a good night's sleep as of late and his mind is constantly weaving back to his missing girlfriend.

"Hey Todoroki. I got you some water." Midoriya came up and handed him the bottle.

"Thank's Midoriya." He said before collapsing into the grass. He took a couple swigs before dropping it beside him. He stared at the sky, watching the Clouds drift by. His thoughts drifted back to the first time he watched the clouds. It was with Y/N.

* "Why are we doing this again?" Todoroki asked as Y/N drug him to an open part to the lawn behind the dorms. He had had a bad day and Y/N wanted to help. "What's the point?"

"It's relaxing. It's fun. You just gotta try it." She giggled. She propped down on the grass and patted the Spot next to her. He sat down and She pulled him down to lay back. He looked up at the sky. "I used to do this all the time when I was a kid."

"Really?" He looked at her.

"Mmhm."

"What do I do?"

"Just lay here and watch the clouds. Try and find the shapes in the clouds." Y/N slipped her hand into his. Todoroki did as she said and watched the clouds float by. At first he saw nothing but white wisps. After a few minutes though he started to actually see shapes.

"Hey!" He exclaimed excitedly. He pointed at a certain cloud. "That one looks like a bat! Do you see it?" He looked over at her in wonder. She giggled and moved in close to see from his point of view.

"Yeah, Yes I do! Good job!" They continue to watch the clouds each pointing out different things they saw. Eventually, they lost all sense of time and Todoroki forgot why he was upset. *

"Hey Todoroki you alright?" Midoriya's voice pulled him from the memory. He sat up.

"I'm Okay, just..." He trailed off looking at the clouds again. "Just getting harder and harder."

"I, oh, um..." Midoriya tried to think of something to say but nothing came. the place a hand on his friends shoulder. "I'm sorry, Todoroki."

* Time Skip *

Todoroki sat on the railing of his dorm with a blanket over his lap and a small (your Favorite animal) plushie in his hands. He was trying to ground himself after the news he had gotten today. Y/N's bag had been found abandoned not far from the train station closest to UA. 

The blanket was one Y/N had gotten him and the plushie was one of yours that you purposely left in his dorm. He had become rather attached to it and she brought it over and left it.

* "I am sorry my love. I don't always mean to unload my problems on you." Todoroki said with a solemn face. Y/N smiled at him from her desk. He was on her bed picking at the blankets.

"Don't apologize, Roki. I don't mind at all. I'm just happy you trust me so much." She moved and knelt in front of him, laying her hands on his knees.

"Of course I do." He smiled. Y/N watched as he absentmindedly grabbed the (animal) plushie and held it in his lap. A smile appeared on her face as he fiddled with the little feet and calmed down. "I trust you the most in the world."

"That makes me happy." She stood and sat in his lap. He wrapped an arm around her but kept the plushie in the other. ~

Y/N walked into Todoroki's room with a blanket and the plushie. He smiled at her as she plopped down next to him. She cuddled into his side and he held her tight.

"What's with the surprise Visit?" He asked.

"I just wanted to see you. Anndd give you this." She held out the folded up blanket. He raised an eyebrow but took the blanket. He carefully unfolded it and saw a collage of things he liked. There was suba, Clouds, pictures of him and his friends, pictures of him and Y/N, and so many other things that made him smile. The blanket's edge was surrounded by a frosty edge for half and a light edge of fire on the other.

"Y/N... this is amazing. How did you... when did you... Thank you." He hugged her tight.

"You're welcome." She nuzzled under his chin. "I remember you mentioning getting a lighter blanket for your room so I did this for you."

"You didn't have too. But I love it." They spent the next hour or so cuddling under the blanket. She got up to leave and he noticed the plushie by his pillow. "Don't forget this."

"Actually, I think I'm going to leave it here. I'm here all the time anyway. Plus I think you can use it just as much as me." He looked at her confused.

"What do you mean?"

"You'll figure it out." *

He understood now but he hated the fact that he had to do this. He wanted her here next to him. He wanted her safe. He screamed out loud, shoving the blanket and plushie to the floor.

"Why? Why her?!" He screamed as he paced his room. He fell to the floor and cried. After a few minutes he felt something soft wrap wound him. He looked up and saw his blanket then Bakugo being to one placing it. He must have come in through the balcony. "Bakugo?"

"You're loud." He said before holding out the plushie. Todoroki took it and held it close. Bakugo sat in front of him. 

"Sorry." He muttered.

"Don't be. I can't blame you." He shook his head. His presence, no matter how much Bakugo always rebuked him, was comforting. He wasn't alone. He calmed down and cleaned himself up. "They're gonna find her."

"Yeah... but in what state?" He said solemnly.

*Time Skip*

Everyone was breathing heavily as the Nomu was restrained. Midoriya had Eri protectively in his arms while Todoroki, Bakugo, Amajiki, Mirio, and Aizawa stood inbetween. They had just been on an outing and Eri had wanted them to go with. While they were out they were attacked by a Nomu.

"Is everyone alright?" Aizawa asked. He got affirmations from everyone. Midoriya walked over to Aizawa with Eri in his arms.

"Sensei? I noticed something about this Nomu." He started.

"You noticed the similarities in one of the quirks to L/N's." Aizawa finished. Midoriya looked shocked for a moment but nodded. Aizawa sighed. "It's a longshot but..." He looks at the Nomu and Todoroki. "I damn well hope it's her."

"L/N?" Eri perked up. "That's L/N?" She looked at the Nomu that just a few minutes ago scared  her. She wiggled out of Midoriya's arms and ran towards the Nomu.

"Eri!" A chorus of yells followed her. She ran up and touched the being. Her horn glowed and everyone could only watch as the Nomu grew smaller and smaller. Everyone gasped as a familiar form took back its shape.

"Eri?" Y/N looked at the girl dazed, confused, and in pain.

"L/N!" Eri latched onto the girl and she slowly returned the hug. Eri's yell shook Todoroki from his shock and he ran for the two. He wrapped them both in his arms, pulling them into his lap.

"Roki..." Y/N whimpered and cuddled into his chest and held Eri tight to hers.

"I was starting to lose hope." He muttered into her hair. Y/N was trembling in his arms but the warmth that came from the told was grounding her.

"L/N, are you alright?" Aizawa knelt next to the three. Y/N loosened her grip on Eri but Todoroki refused to let go. Eri moved away. "That was dangerous, Eri."

"I know but, but... I wanted L/N back!" She exclaimed. Tears were coming from her eyes.

"And we got her back. Good Job but don't run up to a Nomu like that again." He turned his attention back to Y/N. Todoroki was checking her over now, noticing all the cuts and bruises that littered her body. 

"Y/N love are you alright?" Todoroki asked.

"I, I, I think so. What happened? Last thing I remember is..." She held a hand to her head. "Was Shigaraki and Dabi and..." She trailed off again, feeling her body get heavier. "I'm going to pass out."

"Shit, baby. Try and keep your eyes open please." Todoroki desperately tried to keep her awake but she went limp. "Y/N!"

"It's alright, Todoroki. She's alright, she's alive." Aizawa placed a hand on his shoulder. Todoroki met his eyes with a watery stare. "We'll have checked over but Recovery Girl and other doctors. She will be okay."

"Okay." He nodded before looking back to Y/N. He brushed hair out of her face. They took her to the hospital and notified her parent(s)/guardian about her rescue.

"So she was taken by the League this whole time." Bakugo said as they watched Todoroki and Y/N from outside the hospital room. He had refused to leave her side but only once. He had left to get his blanket and the plushie to bring her comfort.

"Yes. She told me that they grabbed just after she left the train station to go back to school. They even sent the phony text to make it seem like everything was okay. Her memory ended just a few days ago. So that must be when they... turned her into the Nomu." Aizawa said.

"Damn."

"I'm glad she's Okay." They watched as the doctors Endeavor had sent left the room. They were surprised when they showed up but they knew he had been trying to get in on Todoroki's good side.

Y/N's POV

"I was so scared I had lost you." Todoroki told me while nuzzling into my stomach. I was running my hand through his hair. I shivered a little and he sat up. He polled his blanket up higher on me.

"I was scared I wasn't going to make it out of there alive." I admitted as a dark thought crossed my mind. "I guess I didn't really."

"Sh. You're okay now." He set his forehead against mine. All dark thoughts left my mind.

"Lay with me?" He wordlessly got up and sat beside me. I settled into his side and pulled the blanket over the both of us.

"From now on, I'm escorting you home and back. I'm not losing you again." He mumbled. I smiled and nodded nonetheless. I reached for the plushie and held it to my chest before dozing off against his chest.

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[randomshyperson]

hi! hope you're alright! love your writing!! ~

can you do a fluffy sexy one where R and wanda are really close friends (not those secret crushs kind of friend - neither has realized that they are too close to be just friends) until one-day the avengers find out about fanfics and shipps and loose their mind over it cause they are all grown up and didn't know this was a thing, they are all reunited at the living room looking online what are the shipps and, let's say Tony is the one looking while they are all gathered listening, he says like "oh apparently everybody thinks Wanda and R are a couple" and someone -thor, bucky or Sam of course- gets surprise like "they are not dating???" (Wanda is even sitting on R lap and playing with her hair!!) the girls deny and the turns out all team thought they were together, later they are reading some fic about them cause they're curious and its a smut, R gets shy and wanda gets a little turn on about it and says "you know if I was to date anyone here it would be you" so R realizes the same and they eventually get together

I think it has way too much details, sorry

Hello anon! Hope you’re well. This took me long enough i know, but i hope you like it. It’s really short, but it’s all you asked. 

Wanda Maximoff x Reader - The fandom knows best

Summary: Prompt based “Reader and Wanda are best friends who are one of the popular ships from the Avengers, but they have no clue. It takes one fan fiction for things to work out.”

Warnings: Fluff, humor, brief hint of smut (it’s nothing really), (brief) kissing.

Words:  1.400 k (Drabble i think)  // Read on AO3

Marks:   @mionemymind @abimess

Wanda Maximoff is your favorite person in the world.

You are colleagues on the Avengers team, and clicked together the very moment you first saw each other.

Everyone on the team knows that you are inseparable and if someone is looking for you and can't find you anywhere, it's because you are sleeping in Wanda's room.

You never really thought about what this implied, so during the Halloween party that Tony planned, you were very surprised when this subject came up.

The avengers were gathered around the table, a few hours had passed since the party had ended, and Tony was beginning to feel bored. So he grabbed the tablet on the table and announced it to everyone:

- I made a very interesting discovery this weekend! - he says with a mischievous smile. - Tell me Avengers, have you had a look at the work of our dear fans?

The team let out a chorus of apprehension. Tony laughed.

- God I'm surrounded by old people. - He comments as he activates the hologram playback function on the tablet on the table. - I found some interesting content about the Avengers. Say, folks, have you ever heard of fanfiction?

The group let out a chorus of excitement, and Tony giggled.

- I should have known you would eventually make us watch porn. - Natasha laughed, making everyone laugh. And then Tony was running through some files, mostly innocent artwork, of the team on adventures or facing supervillains, and you all looked excited. Then Tony let out a little laugh.

- Whoa, I found something interesting. - he says with a mischievous smile. - It has the hashtag "NSFW”.

- What does this mean? - Steve asked curiously.

- You're going to love it, Cap. - Tony retorted, and then there is a not-so-innocent artwork of Steve in the hologram. The shield being the only item he is wearing.

The team lets out a mixed exclamation of surprise and laughter, and Steve turns bright red.

For the next few minutes you laugh and are embarrassed by various more adult art that people have done, and then Tony lets out a wry chuckle.

- Look, this is interesting. - He starts.  - The best couples from the Avengers.

- This is going to be good. - Nat mocked, crossing her legs and taking a sip of her beer. 

- I am surprised that Potts and I don't come first, it is disappointing to know that people don't recognize a love as amazing as ours. - Declares Tony and everyone laughs lightly. He moves his fingers again, reading something on the screen. - Check it out, Romanoff. Your affair with Banner is in fourth place.

Nat laughs, and Bruce gets a little embarrassed, but he doesn't say anything. Tony continues.

- That is funny. - Tony says with a chuckle. - Apparently all the fans think that Wanda and Y/N are a couple. They are the most popular.

You let out a short laugh, surprised at the insinuation. Wanda follows you, settling better on your lap as she laughs.

- Wait, Tony, what do you mean they think? - Bucky asked with a confused expression. - Aren't you two dating?

You and Wanda frown confusedly in his direction, and you notice that Thor has the same confused expression as Bucky. And then you look around and everyone, except Tony, has the same look on their faces.

- Who else thought we were dating? - Wanda asks and the whole team choruses in agreement. Tony says "I thought you were playing along".

You and Wanda laugh awkwardly.

- Where did you get that from? - you ask in surprise. Then the team shares a wry laugh and you frown.

- Really Y/N? - Bucky replies. - Wanda is literally on your lap! And you've been playing with her hair all night!

You and Wanda shake your heads in denial, laughing lightly.

When you return to your room however, you are thinking about it.

- Hey, stop overthinking it. - Wanda jokes as you walk together down the hall toward your room, and you laugh weakly.

- Stop reading my mind. - You retort without any hint of aggressiveness. You loved to provoke Wanda, and you had no problem if she used her powers on you.

When you arrived at your room, Wanda threw herself on your bed, and you went to find something comfortable to wear.

- Lie down here, I got curious. - She says as you are putting on your pajama pants. When you are finished, you lie down next to her on the bed, stomach down on the mattress, mimicking her position. Wanda is on her cell phone, and holds it out a little to the side so that you can see it. She starts typing something next, and you laugh lightly.

- Why are you researching this? - you ask as you read "fanfic Wanda Maximoff and Y/N".

She shrugs, smiling.

- I want to know what people think we do. 

- Wanda. 

- Shh, look at that. - She says, holding her cell phone up to her face. She laughs lightly, and then pulls it away showing you a text. 

- "Wanda and Y/N have always been in love with each other." - You start reading and Wanda lets out a giggle. - Wow, that is a surprise.

- "In the Avengers tower, they have always gotten along much better than any other member of the team." - Wanda continues reading and you make a noise of agreement with your mouth. 

- Technically, I get along with everyone. - You comment and Wanda laughs, pushing her shoulders against you lightly.

- "However, the nature of their relationship changed during a particularly physical training session." - Wanda continues reading and you raise an eyebrow. - That sounds promising. - You laugh half-heartedly, but Wanda continues reading. - "The redhead had been assigned to train with her friend, and during that training she realized the undeniable attraction she felt for the other girl”.

- Oh my god. - You mumbled in embarrassment, trying to snatch the cell phone from Wanda's hands, but she just laughed, moving away. When you insisted, she stood up, laughing lightly as she continued reading.

- "When Y/N made a move that knocked Wanda to the ground, the witch couldn't help but kiss her passionately."- She read aloud and you let out a grumble, getting up. - "Their tongues fought together as Wanda let her hands go up the inside of her shirt to her breasts, making Y/N moan"

Wanda's reading died in a laugh as you tickled her to reach for the cell phone. She threw her body at you next, but you didn't return the device, laughing lightly.

- Stop it, this is embarrassing. - You say with flushed cheeks, dodging the girl's hands as you get back into bed. Wanda grumbles, but follows you.

You sit side by side, and you only hand the phone back to her when you close the page.

- You know what? - She says after a moment, her cheeks slightly pink. You look at her curiously. - If I were going to date anyone here, it would be you.

You blink in surprise, feeling your heart race at the phrase, and look away from Wanda quickly. 

It takes a moment, but you finally speak.

- Yeah, I... I would date you too. - You confess, looking forward. To try to relieve the tension, you quickly add. - Maybe Bucky or Nat too, but my first choice would be you.

Wanda laughs, turning to you and ruffling your hair. Your natural instinct is to grab her by the wrists, and throw her on the bed. You laugh for a few seconds, but something has changed. The closeness of your faces makes your breath catch.

- Wanda... I...

- Are you trying to figure out the ending to that fic? - She teases breathlessly, and you laugh, letting go of her wrists. But Wanda uses her freedom to pull your face against her, kissing you softly, and making you sigh in surprise.

- Wow. - You say as you walk away, feeling your lips tingling.

- I know. - she whispers. - Why did it take us so long to do this?

You smiled, kissing her again, properly this time.

When you two parted again, completely out of breath, and with your clothes crumpled, you threw yourself next to Wanda on the bed, laughing lightly.

- I can't believe that the fans knew that you were in love with me before I did! - Wanda then announced.

- And you call yourself a telepath.

You scoffed next, and she laughed as she slapped you on the shoulder. It didn't take long before you were laughing together.

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s/o likes to bite pt.3 || hcs

anon said: Can I request S/O who bites their hands, shoulders, and whatever body type when they’re happy or stressed with tamaki, tomura, and miro. Imagine laying down and getting a chomp on your shoulder teehee.

warnings: none! just fluff <3 gn!reader

a/n: it’s the way i don’t write for mirio but after i wrote that ONE drabble suddenly my inbox is filled with him 😭 are y’all starving or what

honestly

tamaki would probably also be one to bite you when he was happy with you

it all started when you two came back to the dorms after a very successful dinner date

you were laughing and having fun the entire time, not the mention the food was amazing

if anyone saw you they’d swear you were literally glowing. you were smiling so hard and attached to tamaki at the hip it was so cute

he was also smiling extremely hard, his tummy erupting in butterflies every time you locked eyes with him

it wasn’t until you got back to your dorm and laid down with each other when you actually just started happily biting his bicep

the bites didn’t hurt. they were basically like happy chomps

tamaki just kind of perked up... he thought it was SOOO CUTE PLS

after you did it for a little while and caught yourself did it, you started apologizing profusely

“sorry tama!! you just made me so happy today. guess my body doesn’t know how to deal with it.”

he’d lean in and actually kiss you, a soft blush on his cheeks

“it’s okay y/n... i thought it was actually pretty cute.”

from now on he has a new goal: making you so happy and enthusiastic you start biting him >:)

you two would probably on the roof of a building that was just robbed, seeing people run out in fear

seeing something like this with your hand around his wrist just made you sooo excited for your future with tomura

“thinking of something?” his raspy voice would whisper in your ear, to which you’d turn and nod rapidly

“just... us. and how much fun we’re gonna have climbing to the top.”

he would pause for a moment. “us?”

“yeah... you and me, tomura.”

ever since he lost all for one he’s been in a pretty deep depression

it’s gotten better over the past couple weeks but he still feels so alone, like how he felt when all for one rescued him

but those words... they made a few salty tears run down his cheeks

“woah, tomura! what’s wrong?”

“you wanna do this with me...” he’d mumble. “please never leave me. i don’t know what i’d do if you left. i’d have to get you back... lock you up or something... you can’t leave, y/n.”

and the fact that someone loves you that much, someone so powerful and amazing

you can’t help but just get so, so giddy

his eyes widen when you suddenly bite into his shoulder but he doesn’t pull away, only smiling lovingly at you and letting you continue

“why..?” he would question

“sorry... it’s a little habit for when i get real happy!”

“i like that habit y/n.”

he lets you bite him anywhere and anytime

if the league says anything about it he’ll throw a beer bottle at them

you two were trapped in some very dimly lit room

you heard tamaki fighting and you had no idea where neji was

all you knew was that a “villain”was stalking the halls where the room was

your fear hit the roof. you were tired and because of that, you were very stressed about getting caught and failing this quiz

needing something to take your mind off of it, you’d grab mirio’s hand and start nibbling on his fingers

he would look down at you in confusion but he couldn’t ask anything because the “villain”would definitely hear you two

after the test, expect HELLA questions

“so you bite when you’re scared? ooh, or do you think it when you’re thinking? or WHEN YOURE STRESSED?”

“mirio!” you’d shout at him, sighing.

“i only do it when i’m really stressed out... it calms me down.”

from then on he would always offer his hand or whatever body part you’d want if you had a bad day

your bites didn’t hurt, they actually kinda tickled (is what he would tell you)

when he tried to bite you back he left a bruise lmao

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Pregnancy Headcanons - John Wick x Reader

❧ may be read as a follow up to these.

warnings : pregnancy. smut. morning sickness mention. mega fluff.

words : 2.3k. requested by a lovely anon!

notes : remember ages ago when I said I’d whip these up? I did em! I couldn’t fit all my ideas. lemme know if you’d like to see another one of these with a similar concept. feedback appreciated as always! 

I love headcanons. so easy. so carefree. so much to say. don’t forget that you can request headcanons, too! not just full fics or drabbles.

A few weeks ago, John and you found out you were pregnant. Initially, it’s been slightly frightening to know that in a mere nine months or so, John and you will have a baby, a little human, who’s entire world you two will be, and they will be yours in return.

You’re more frightened, being the one carrying your child. You have your fears of not being good enough, or not knowing how to be the utmost perfect mother you can be to your baby.

John, however, is ecstatic. He’s frightened as well; he’s never done this before. Yet, he keeps it under wraps for you. For you, John always puts on a brave face and holds your hand each step of the way.

He goes out of his way to make sure you’re comfortable and well taken care of. So far, your belly isn’t even showing; but there is life inside. John has always treated you as a queen, but it has intensified tenfold after he got you pregnant.

Not a dish in the house is allowed to be washed by you, not a cloth may be touched. John wants to you relax and take it easy, focus on yourself. He truly believes that as long as you’re happy and healthy, the baby will be too.

John has always been an absolute sweetheart; nonetheless, since you’ve gotten pregnant, he’s only gotten lovelier. Many times, you fear you’re dreaming, and may wake up soon. John Wick is quite literally;

too good to be true.

Each morning, he’ll nuzzle into your chest, smiling a goofy grin.

“Morning, beautiful.” He whispers into your hair, peppering soft kisses to your temples and forehead. “And to you too, peanut.” He smiles, heavy hand rested to your growing tummy. John never misses an opportunity to tell you how much he loves you, and your baby. Despite them not even being here yet. He knows that this pregnancy will take a toll on you; he’d wish for more than anything that he could carry the pain instead of you, which is why he showers you with love. He’d never want you to forget how important you are; how much you mean. You’re his entire world and this means more to him than you can imagine.

Morning sickness has been tough. Often, you’ll wake up feeling nauseous, however, you feel secure knowing you have a team player on your side. Occasionally, in the middle of the night when you’re up at 3:00am feeling awful, John helps you out of bed, holding your hair up for you and rubbing small, soothing circles to your back in the washroom.

“I’m going to make you ginger tea, alright babe?” He quietly speaks, leaving a speckled kiss to your shoulder as you freshen up. You feel awful keeping him up this late, John always needs rest due to his gruesome job.

Foot rubs and massages get a lot more common as your tummy grows. John doesn’t mind, he enjoys the intimacy and being close to you.

Speaking of intimacy…

You continue having sex for as long as you can, because you both know that down the road, as your hormones continue to fluctuate and your belly grows, it may not be something you’ll be able to do often.

John and you do, and always have had sex often for as long as you’ve been together. It helps John ease down, calm his nerves and relieve tension. You don’t mind making love to him either, of course. You feel lucky to feel him so close, and to be the only women who feels him that way.

“Close your eyes, Squish,” John whispers a chuckle, a delicate kiss placed to your bare belly, just where your baby rests. His heavier hands gently peel off the fabric of your bottoms, full lips trailing lower, soft kisses pecked to your inner thighs as he nears your heat. “Daddy’s about to do some real nasty things to mommy.”

You’re not sure if its just your hormones, or delicate emotions as of late. Nonetheless, having sex with John has felt…closer since you got pregnant. It truly feels like you’re making the sweetest of love each and every time. He kisses you so sweet, works you so slow, so intimately, so tenderly, it brings tears to your eyes.

Having him inside feels unreal, divine. He only picks up pace nearing climax, his expertise, skill and unmatchable affection never failing to spill you over the edge so well.

As your belly grows bigger and bigger a few months in, going places, and moving is becoming increasingly tough. Grocery trips have become progressively more tiresome; car rides gradually more uncomfortable. John tries his hardest to help, and understands if you snap at him a little too quick or accidentally pick a fight over something minor.

“Can you turn the music down? Please?” You interrupt a serene drive home from the market, voice coaxed with irritation, laced aggravation tinted across all tones. John’s hand rests to your thigh as he drives, his other placed to the thin steering wheel. You’d been complaining about discomfort the entire morning; he felt awful knowing you were in any sort of pain.

“Sorry.” He sighs, hand shifting from your thigh to crank the stereo of his beloved Mustang 69’ down. Passing traffic winds roar outside, the New York buildings passing in towering lengths. John’s palm immedietly rests back to your thigh; smooth, gentle strokes ran across the fabric clad to your lap. His eyes stay focused to the road, yet his hand stays touching you, letting you know he’s there.

That he’ll always be there, no matter how frustrated you get, how intolerable your nagging becomes.

He loves you, and he loves his baby. He’s waited far too long to have this; normalcy, something his, something his own; something created out of love, familiarity. Something he’d lacked for far too long.

“Ugh.” You exhale, after a moment of stretched silence, hand coming up to rub your weary eyes. “I’m being awful, aren’t I?” You whisper, saddened eyes locking to your husband’s street bound orbs. He turns momentarily to lock eyes, a gentle smile your way.

“No, sweetheart.” He assures, grip on your thigh tightening. You groan, rebutting. “No, John. I am. I’m sorry.” You sigh, reaching both your hands down to your lap to engulf his, holding his hand in a soft grip. You rub the top of his palm, relaxing, playing with his sturdier fingers. “I love you. I really do.” Sincerely, your eyes stay focused to his well defined features, the dark beard that rides his cheek.

And to the sound of your guilty voice, John chuckles, securing your hand in his, before brining it up to his lips for a soft kiss.

“I know.”

John has come to all your ultrasound appointments; he wouldn’t miss them for the world. He holds your hand the entire time, signature goofy smile daubed to his smoky features.

The first ultrasound was incredibly emotional, you shed a couple of tears. John and you stare at the screen, a pea sized dot resting in the darkened frame. John’s hand holds yours so tight, so warm, you’d felt as if you could feel him within you. Like he was this significant, big part of you that you would cherish forever. Seeing him smile that day will be a sight you’ll never forget; a mural you’ll never surrender.

Through out your time together, over the timeline of your love, you’ve only seen John this way a handful of times. This happiness was different; held something sole, matchless. This was pure happiness, where nothing else tinted the depths of his thoughts. No insecurities, no doubts, no ghosts of his past. Apart from the day you said yes to marrying him, and the day of your wedding, you don’t remember John ever being this unconditionally, purely, happy.

You both sit on the couch later that night, John’s arms holding you close as your head lays to his broad chest, staring, smiling at the picture of your dream; the one that would conquer your entire hearts when they’d come.

John keeps a copy of the ultrasound picture in his wallet. He takes a moment to look at it, to remember what he has any time he needs a pick me up throughout the day.

John takes amazing care of you, your needs always before his. He monitors your eating and drinking, to make sure you and the baby are healthy. He gives you your supplements; you often forget the times throughout the day you need to take them.

Speaking of food…

Midnight cravings have become a usual for you. Normally, you suffice for waddling down to the kitchen, sure not to disturb your snoozing husband.

Gently removing his arm from your waist, you always smile a gentle, loving glaze his way. John sleeping is a sight you’ve come to adore over the years.

John at peace; is a sight you’ve come to adore. He deserves rest, he deserves peace.

Although, its tough not to wake John. More often than not, he’ll find you in the kitchen in the AM dark, smiling a cheeky grin as you devour left over dinner, or a questionable choice of midnight snack.

He’ll come up behind you, wrapping his arms snoozily around your mid, hands placed to your tummy. With a gentle kiss to the back of your head and his warm chest pressed to your back, his sleep thick, honey seared voice rasps a tender baritone in your neck.

“Hungry?” He’ll chuckle, quiet and warm. You only nod, lacing your hand to his that rests on your belly.

Of course, there have been rare nights where you crave something that isn’t in the fridge. John never turns you down, however. No matter how tired, how sleepy he is, he ventures to your local 24-hour market, or gas station in search of whatever you’d yearned.

“Should I come with you?” You bite your lip, pulling the comforter of your shared bed higher up your chest as you sit up. “I’m sorry I’m making you go out.” You frown, insecure. “But I just can’t stop thinking about how I just need a candy bar right now.”

John’s brown leather jacket shrugs onto his shoulders, and his lips smile your way, picking his wallet up off the night stand.

“Get some rest, sweetheart. I’ll be quick.” He whispers, a kiss to your forehead before he’s out the door, blinking away sleep dense orbs.

For you, he’d wake a thousand nights. A million slumbers may waste away.

Slowly, you build the nursery for your baby. John works away, painting once crisp white walls into something more pastel, something that would welcome your child with joyful colour.

John has definitely become more talkative over the pregnancy.

He never misses out on a chance to kiss your belly, or talk to them.

“I’ll be back soon.” He announces, car keys armed in his sturdy fingers. With a kiss to your lips, he smiles. “I love you, don’t forget it.”

“Hurry back please.” You frown, a light whine coated to your tone. John only nods, slightly dropping to his knee in front of you, a quick, brief kiss placed to your tummy. “Keep mommy company, squish.” He tells your belly, a quiet, barely audible ‘daddy loves you’ Fled into the air, before he’s up, his hold on your hand let go as you walk him to the door, wishing him a wonderful day with a final kiss to his cheek.

You shop for cribs, toys, decorations all together. John looks incredibly handsome building the crib, painting the walls, asking exactly where you wanted everything to be placed. You watch him from your rocking chair in the corner, a hand to your belly as you talk to John the entire time, about anything, and everything.

John is a wonderful listener. Together, you two often talk about your future. A future where you’ll move away somewhere out of town,

Somewhere closer to the water, down the road. Somewhere where John’s ghastly pasts wont haunt him no more; somewhere you’ll grow old together with a white picket fence, and a story.

Your story, that you’ll tell you grandkids someday, when you’re old and gray, slightly slower; but still, hopelessly in love.

John adores talking to the baby. On secluded, rainy evenings, or when the sun sets out the mauve horizon and the trees bid goodnight to cotton clouds, John and you lounge on the couch, a thick, heavy novel equipped in John’s palm as he reads to you, and your tummy.

With his head resting on your lap, you stroke his lengthy coffee mane, fully engaged, lost in his mélange voice; smoky and rich, beautifully saccharine. Your thumbs coax his tired temples; gently scratching his stubble ridden cheek when you please. Every now and then, John’s glowing eyes peer up, glossing over your features.

He looks lovely like this, at ease, immersed in art.

To you, he is the loveliest of art. He’s a story, he’s a piece of Neverland. He’s your love story, and it’s one,

for the ages;

your love is one for the ages.

Sometimes, he’ll fall asleep this way, head resting in your lap as you stroke his hair. Him and the baby rest together, so close to you.

This was what it meant to have true, wholesome, pure, purpose. To have security, to have something truly, only, yours.

They were yours.

Pregnancy would be tough. It would be a journey, things would change, you would change. But you weren’t scared, for a single moment.

Because you knew, that you had your dream, your mountain of a man beside you, holding your hand,

Each step,

Of the way.

And you knew, you knew well. That the day your baby comes, they will have the most amazing, wonderful father who loves them, and their mommy to the ends of the world, and back.

You’d felt love before, you’d had everything before.

But with this, with what you’ve made, with John; it falls incomparable.

He’s the love that made all the others,

Irrelevant.

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Darkness : Poe Dameron x Reader

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader

Words: 1.4k

Excerpt: “Darkness is a time of peace for you. A time to crawl into soft sheets, to curl up against your pilot. Some nights, to feel him lazily press a soft kiss to your forehead before his breath levels out in sleep. Others, to feel his hands roaming your body, feel him inside you.”

Summary: A short talk to Poe is always enough to cure a case of loneliness.

Warnings: Some sexual references

A/N: This is for @autumnleaves1991-blog Writer Wednesday. I actually originally meant for this to be a perhaps 500 word-ish Drabble but it ended up way longer obviously. But I’m really proud of it and love the concept of Writer Wednesday, so hope you guys enjoy! (Also, we’re just gonna pretend that phones and phone booths exist in the Star Wars universe...).

You’ve always found something lovely in darkness.

It’s simple, quiet, a constant that never changes, that rolls around at roughly the same time each night. Settles over cities and towns and every being in the galaxy in a thin blanket. Darkens faces into comforting anonymity, conceals the activities of lovers, provides peace in slumber for the weary.

There is a saying: One should not be afraid of the dark, but of what lies in it.

And after years of life, years of travel, years of experiencing the galaxy, you know that nothing sinister hides beneath darkness. No monsters, no demons, no ghosts. It is something that simply exists with no ulterior motive, something that is debatably hard to come by these days.

Darkness is a time of peace for you. A time to crawl into soft sheets, to curl up against your pilot. Some nights, to feel him lazily press a soft kiss to your forehead before his breath levels out in sleep. Others, to feel his hands roaming your body, feel him inside you.

In those times, darkness is there, still a constant. Hiding his features, hiding those eyes you adore during the daytime, allowing you to become entirely tactile, to simply feel him to the fullest, void of the distraction one’s most used method of perception, sight,  provides.

Yet tonight is a rare night. Your feet hit pavement as you walk quickly, hands in your coat, head bent towards the ground. You’ve been on this Outer Rim planet for nearly two months, gathering intelligence undercover, maintaining little to no contact with the Resistance, and therefore, Poe.

The darkness seems stronger than ever tonight. It slithers up and down the sides of buildings, seems to wrap around you in strings. In this moment, it is not simply a cover—it is suffocating.

The loneliness had been getting to you. Too many days going by a name that is not your own, too many days living in constant fear, too many days away from the touch of someone that’s always able to take your mind off of everything.

And that’s exactly what you need right now. A distraction. A brief moment to bind you back to everything you know, something you are slowly, imperceptibly slipping away from in your mind. The buildings seem to tower over you, to dwarf you. It’s an intimidation act, and you feel it’s working.

It feels as if you can sink into the asphalt, become one with the soil that had been so cruelly compressed by man-made rock. As if you can sink beneath and become one with the dead, the figurative and the literal that had most likely been so barbarously worked to death to build this historic city in the dark days of the galaxy.

You round a bend, turning onto the main street, and your eyes, adjusted to the dark, flare painfully as light hits you. You snap them shut on instinct, flinching. However, the object of your discomfort is not an unknown. This route had been walked by you every day the last two months, and the light is the same phone booth you’d been using to transmit information back to the Resistance due to the anonymous, unmonitored, and therefore, rare quality of it.

It is hardly used anymore, for everyone has their own personal holos, and this one is particularly beat up. It’s translucent walls are cloudy, it’s metal backing dented. Nowadays, it is probable that is it only frequented by drunks and Spice addicts and, well…you.

There is something ironic about the fact that this small, dilapidated booth is your only connection back to D’Qar.

But not ironically, perhaps in a poetically symbolic manner, it also shines bright in the darkness, eradicates the very thing that had been suffocating you moments earlier. It is almost a physical embodiment of hope.

It is also a universal rule that hope births more hope, and an unwise desire comes over you. One that could put the whole operation at risk. But resisting the temptation, it hurts. It’s agonizing, and you want to give in to it. You want to hear one voice. One voice that can wrap you in softness, encourage your imagination to conjure up the sensation of his touch.

And before you know it, you’re in the booth, dialing a long string of numbers you’ve memorized by now. A voice of a communications officer sounds.

You state your name.

“Security code?” the officer asks.

“Six nine eight oh seven three.”

Your eyes nervously glance around. Despite having done this a few times, the experience still makes your heart race. You can only hope that any observer would see only an ordinary lone figure, silhouetted in the light, making an emergency call to a friend because she drank too much or got her wallet stolen.

“You got information?”

“No,” you respond, letting out a soft breath and lying through your teeth. “I need you to transfer me to Commander Dameron. I have a hunch regarding something naval, and I need his opinion.”

You silently chide yourself at your quickness to over explain.

But luckily, the communication officer says nothing. “Transferring now,” he says.

You thank him, leaning against the inner wall of the booth, hovering the phone directly next to your ear. Moments of silence pass before a voice breaks it.

“Hello?” says Poe.

Every point of tension in you seemed to relax in a moment as your eyes slowly close. The timbre of his voice washes over you, through you. “Hey,” you whisper.

“Sweetheart?” He sounds confused. Above all, tired.

“Did I wake you?” you ask, feeling bad all of a sudden. The high that had been coursing through your veins moments earlier plunges back to the ground. The intensity with which you feel it is irrational, yet nothing in you mind is steady.

“Yeah, but that’s okay,” he replies, a slight urgency to his voice. “Is something wrong?”

You picture him in your shared bed back on D’Qar, shirt off like usual. Propped up on one elbow, sheets falling to his waist, holo to his ear, concern on his features. Concern at his love calling him in the middle of the night, her voice shaking.

“Nothing’s wrong…I just…I….” Your voice trails off, and a silence a bit too long elapses.

“Baby?” he asks.

Your breath trembles slightly as you let it out. “This was a mistake,” you mumble. “I’m sorry, just—“

He interjects at the tone of finality in your voice. “Hey…don’t go, sweetheart.” You hear him shift, perhaps sitting up. “Just talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“I miss you,” you blurt out. You’d meant to say it more eloquently, less directly, but that’s not something you have the energy for right now. “I miss everyone back on D’Qar. This assignment…it’s the most least contact with base I’ve ever had, and—why am I even telling you that? You know that.” You let out a frustrated breath, gathering your thoughts. He patiently waits, something you’re grateful for. “I’m just…having a hard time. That’s all.”

His energy transmits well through the phone. He’s thinking, the gears in his mind turning. You can feel the helplessness, for there is undeniably little he can do. “I miss you, too,” he finally says. “It’s a few more weeks, baby. I know you’ve got it in you…”

It’s a simple sentence, yet nearly reinvigorating in a way. Nothing that immediately lifts your mood, but perhaps something that briefly abates the hollow feeling within you.

“I’ll be there the moment you’re back.” His tone is soft, a little raspy with tiredness, slightly reminiscent of the way he tells you how much he loves and how amazing you are in a post-sex haze of exhaustion. It’s an odd relation, but the sense of peace that both tones hold is something you always cling to. “I’ll be there to kiss you. To hold you.” He pauses. “To take you to bed….”

The way his voice, on the last statement, walks the line between humorous and genuinely seductive makes you laugh quietly. It’s neither a common nor desirable combination.

“There’s that beautiful laugh,” he says softly, letting out a breath, returning to his previous demeanor. “I’ll be there, baby. I know you know that.”

You nod even though he can’t see you. Air brushes past your lips as your eyes flutter shut. “I know.”

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Based on this Writer Wednesday pic:

[katiea03]

❣︎Moving In With The Haikyuu Guys❣︎

❣︎Warnings❣︎: None other then a tiny bit of spice 🤏🏽

❣︎Genre❣︎: Fluff

❣︎Featuring❣︎: Tanaka,Nishinoya,Akaashi,Kenma, and Ushijima

❣︎A/N❣︎: I really like this idea a lottttttt. I decoded to add a random drabble for when you guys are moved in too. It’d be pretty cool if you gusy sent request so send awayyyyyy. Anywhoo Enjoy :)

Tanaka:

Moving in with this man will be just as chaotic as him.

You guys had spent a long time looking at apartments because you guys wanted to be sure it was perfect.

So when you guys finally get the keys, Tanaka will be carrying you bridal style through the door and speeds around the place.

“RYU PUT ME DOWN!”

“Can’t babe, we gotta practice for later!”

He continues to speed around the apartment finally stopping in the kitchen.

He places you on the counter and looks at you with the widest smile

“This is it baby, just you and me.”

He gives you the sweetest kiss before throwing off his shirt off

“Let’s do this!”

If it was up to him, he wouldn’t of had you lift anything but you insisted on helping

But that doesn’t mean he’s gonna let you lift anything too heavy.

By the end of the day, you guys have successfully moved in all the boxes and the very few pieces of furniture you guys did own.

But you guys forgot to buy food… so ordering in it is.

I could easily imagine the two of you pigging out on Chinese food on the floor as you imagine how you two are gonna decorate the place.

You both were exhausted so after sharing a quick shower, you both passed out on the mattress the two of you had set up on the floor.

Tanaka held you extra tight that night, knowing every night would be as amazing as this one.

Random Scenario

You were enjoying a little alone time just scrolling through your phone while you waited for Tanaka to come home from the corner store. All you wanted was a bag of chips, so you were starting to get concerned seeing as he still wasn’t back yet. You knew something was wrong. You hear the door slam and you sit up.“What did you do Ryu?”

He comes from the hallway with a cage.

“Okay babe hear me out!”

“What is that?!” You stand up and walk up to him

“It’s a hamster.” You stare down at the cage with the tiny dwarf hamster as its little beady eyes blinked up at you. Shit its cute.

“I got the cage and food and everything she needs.”

Your lips turned into a pout “It’s a she?”

“Yup!” Dammit! You’re supposed to be mad.

“How much did all this cost?” You almost don’t wanna know.

“Don’t worry about it.” Tanaka places the cage on the counter and reaches into a plastic bag.

“Oh- and I got your chips.”

You were probably gonna strangle him… but he’ll live.

Nishinoya:

Moving in with Noya… is an experience and a half

And probably the most unorganized if we’re being honest.

This man didn’t label any of his boxes and kinda just threw everything together.

He also has a lot of stuff.

He’s traveled a lot so he has a bunch of knick knacks.

You guys walk into your small but homey apartment and he sighs

He looks back and forth between the kitchen and living area.

“Man the sex is gonna be GREAT!” You smack his chest hard.

“We have neighbors!”

“Oh yea!”

Will your neighbors hate you guys, probably.

Noya has music blasting as you move in all your stuff and it isn’t until after dark you guys get everything.

You close and lock the front door and wipe your forehead.

Noya walks into the middle of the living room and starts taking off his shirt

“Yu what are you doing?”

He continues to remove his clothes until he is stripped down to his boxers

“We have to set some rules in this house! Rule number one, no clothes allowed!”

He goes to remove the last piece of clothing but you run and stop him.

“STOP We don't have curtains!”

Does the night end with you guys “breaking in” the new apartment

Yes, yes it does 😉

Random Scenario

Living with Nishinoya taught you a lot. And you guys definitely learned a lot about each other. One thing is that he loves spa days. You guys have made it a tradition to have a relaxing day together full of face masks and long soaks in the tub every Sunday. He loves it when you tie his hair up with a scrunchie as you paint his face with clay masks. He surprised you one Sunday with matching bathrobes with your initials on it. You excitedly changed into it and followed the same ritual as always. You guys had gotten new bath bombs and best believe the man was excited. He always lets you get in first and he slides in behind you. You place the bath bomb in and lean against him as you close your eyes. He rubs his hands up and down your body as he lays soft kisses on your shoulders.

“You know I love you right.” He softly kisses the nape of your neck.

“Mmhmm I know. I love you too” You turn and caress his cheek.

“I could fall asleep like this.”

“Me too.” You get comfortable laying against his chest and try your best not to drift off in his arms.

Akaashi:

Akaashi would be the most organized when it comes to moving. Everything is placed away neatly in boxes and of course labeled (With his label maker of course).

He would never use garbage bags to pack stuff

He would have everything separated based on category.

For sure the thing that would take the longest would be his books.

This man has a mini library I swear

So best believe it would probably take a day to organize his books the way he likes.

“Oh my god why are these books so heavy.”

“Cause they are all hardcover”

He takes the boxes from you and you quickly realize that a lot of his stuff is his books

Of course you guys are lacking furniture for a while but that’s partially because you guys have a hard time deciding what pieces you should get.

Akaashi needed an office for sure with his job.

You would surprise him with a really nice bookcase, cause there is no way his old one would work here.

Random Scenario

Akaashi is a really hard worker, and though he is not exactly where he wants to be in his career, he still gives it his all. It is a pretty demanding job, so there have been many sleepless nights for him. He usually falls asleep a lot at his desk. Tonight was another one of those nights. You wake up in the middle of the night to see his side of the bed untouched. You sleepily climb out of bed and walk straight to his office. You slowly creek open the door.

“Keiji, are you awake?” You get no response. You walk further into the room to see him slumped over his desk with his glasses hanging off his face. You push the strands of hair away from his face and gently shake him awake. His eyes flutter open and he quickly shoots up in his chair.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep here.” He rubs the sleep from his eyes and sits up cracking his back.

“It’s okay, just come to bed. Your work will be here in the morning,” You take his hand and walk back to the room with him. He quickly slides back into bed and forces himself to keep his eyes open until you’re in bed with him. As soon as you are under the covers he knocks out. You softly brush your hand over his face before falling back asleep yourself.

Kenma:

Kenma isn’t exactly the easiest person to move in with. Not because of anything bad, but because this man just hates the essence of moving.

Packing up all your stuff to move it and to take it all out again

It really sucks

And it honestly kind of stresses him out.

Especially with his gaming setup. He was sure to pack all his equipment as best he could.

And during the moving process he didn’t have the time to stream so that kinda bothered him too.

But because of all the stress, he is that much more grateful when you guys have finished moving in.

With your help, he managed to put a temporary set up with his chair so he could finally stream again.

When it comes to decorating, he doesn’t really care. If you like it, he likes it.

Probably would ban Kuroo from coming over.

“Kozu, Kuroo is asking to hang out.”

“Tell him no”. He continues to focus on his game.

“Why not? You haven’t seen him in a while.”

“And I would like to keep it that way.”

You wrap your arms over his shoulder and kiss his cheek.

“Well I already invited him for dinner.”

You knew he secretly wanted to see him, he just had a weird way of showing it

And in the end, you three had a great night together.

Random Scenario

You are about to throw the switch at the television as Kenma won another round of Super Smash Bros. He sits back on the couch with a smug grin on his face and you kick him lightly.

“Again! I’m gonna beat you at least once!” You sit at the end of the couch leaning forward as you start the round for the twentieth time tonight.

“ You know, it gets kinda boring winning all the time.” He yawns.

“Oh shut up, I’m gonna win this time!”

“If you say so.”

You are practically slamming your hands against the buttons and it is doing nothing in your favor.

Kenma laughs out loud as your health bar goes down quickly. You quickly retaliate with the same kick over and over, blocking him into a corner. You scream as you get a lead on him and slowly take down his health.

“Stop using the same moves.” Kenma sits forward a bit annoyed as it is actually working.

“Don’t be salty now”

It becomes an intense match but you ultimately lose. You throw yourself over Kenma’s lap as you wrap your arms around his neck.

“It’s not fair!” You whine out as he lays his hands comfortably on your waist.

“You tried your best” He teased as you leaned in to give him a quick kiss. You lean back with a pout and get off his lap.

“What?” He stands up and reaches for you but you go running down the hall.

“You want a kiss, you’re gonna have to catch me!” Kenma questions whether or not he should take part in your juvenile game but it doesn’t take much convincing as runs after you.

Ushijima:

Moving in with Ushy Gushyyyyyyyyy😩 (I’m sorrry)

Moving in with Ushijima is surprisingly pretty easy

But the one condition was that you had to get house plants

And a lot of them!

But that’s okay, cause they are all your plant babies

(He names them all)

You guys also needed a balcony, it didn’t have to be a big one, but enough to have some plants outside as well as at least 2 chairs.

The apartment was perfect for you both. Plenty of space for both you and him along with all your babies.

Moving all your stuff was really easy and Ushijima didn’t let you lift a finger.

“Toshi can I please do something! There are so many boxes.”

“I told you sweetheart I got it.”

You crossed your arms as you pouted.

But you gotta say, for doing all the moving by himself, he got it done really quick.

And it was a nice view if you know what I mean 😏

Man rolled up his sleeves and mmmmhmmm

Anywhoooooo

The plants were last and you both took your time placing them around the house.

Did you have any furniture

No

But you have plants so you’ll be fine

Random Scenario

Your mornings started way earlier ever since you moved in. Him being an early riser stuck with you too. You climb out of bed wearing a big T-shirt of his and find Ushijima sitting shirtless with two cups of hot tea on the balcony. You open the sliding door and he turns around.

“Good morning darling.” You lean over and kiss his forehead.

“Morning Toshi.” You sit in your respective seat and he passes you the hot mug,

The sun is slowly rising as you both peacefully sip your tea. You lay your legs over his lap and his calloused hands run up and down your bare legs.

“Have you already watered the plants?”

“Yea, right before you got up.”

You mumble a response and continue looking out towards the sunrise. You listened as he softly went over his plans for the day; he was going to be super busy with practice. But that didn’t matter. In this moment it was just you and him and all your plant babies.

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"Caught In The Storm" *Part 10* (Epilogue)

Alright I'll be honest, I think the "Short ending" has to end where it did.

This epilogue is for the second ending, or the "True" Ending as I'd like to call it. I hope you all have enjoyed this as much as I did writing it!

Idk if I should admit this but I totally didn't mean for the story to line up with the song as much as it did, it just turned into a happy accident!

I'll be honest I think this MIGHT be my new favorite. I love all of my babies the same though. Mostly.

Please PLEASE let me know if you'd like to be added to the tag list for any future writings/drabble!

And my requests are now REOPENED!

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A Year Later

It was your very first sold out concert in Madison Square Garden, the cheers were deafening. People lined the streets even from outside of the gates, just trying to get a glimpse of the show.

You looked out from behind the curtain, your hands were shaking. Actually your whole body was shaking, the nerves were overwhelming.

Suddenly, two warm arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you back into their body. You lifted your head to see your husband smiling back at you.

"You are going to rock the house, baby,"

"Rock the house?" You giggled. "Why don't you just say 'raise the roof' there, old man river?"

"Owww, below the belt there hermosa," He held his stomach as if you had just punched him.

"I'm sorry, I'm just--"

"Nervous, I got that," He cut you off.

"Do you think they'll love me, Raffi?" You whispered, looking into his eyes with anxiety.

"They ALREADY love you, carino. Do you know how much people paid for these tickets?" He chuckled.

"But none of them love you as much as I do," He added as he pulled you into a kiss.

"Eh, debatable," You smirked, thinking about Tumblr stans. He just rolled his eyes in response.

"Five minutes, Mrs. Barba," A crew member called to you, you nodded in response.

"What?" You asked, referring to his now huge grin.

"I'll never get tired of hearing that, Mrs. Barba," He pulled you into a bunch of tiny kisses.

"Alright MR. Barba," You ruffled his hair and nuzzled his neck. "I'll see you after,"

He kissed you again and made his way back into the venue to take his seat.

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It was about the end of the night, and you were ready for the closing song.

"Alright guys, I just wanna say THANK YOU to all of you who came out tonight, you've made this one of the happiest nights of my life!" You grinned, getting screaming and cheering in response.

"I'm gonna leave you guys with the song that started it all, the song YOU GUYS made #1 around THE WORLD!!" You grinned, hardly believing you could say those words out loud.

"And," You walked over to the side of the stage you knew your family was sitting. "I'd like to dedicate it to my amazing family-- especially my husband, Mr. Rafael Barba,"

You bit your lip with a smile as you looked into his eyes. He still made you blush like a little school girl, he probably always would.

Cheers erupted as the music started, people holding "BARBA 4EVER!!" and "RAFA <3 Y/N!" signs waved them wildly.

You waved and smiled as you began to sing:

You can push me away

I can take it

I can make you a promise

and break it

We know the way it goes by now

You thought about how many times Rafael had pushed you away, how long it took you to get where you were.

Running off just to see

if I chase you

I pretend I know how

to replace you

still we get tangled up somehow

How long it felt like you chased him, how many times you tried to move on from him, it never worked.

Hear it thunder

and I wonder

How long can I hang on

I'm caught in the storm

I'm caught in the rain

I'm caught in the rush

that hides this pain

I'm ready to drown

but it's coming down

but I feel so alive

Did you sing this song to him almost two years ago, knowing this would happen?

Just let me go

Just walk away

If you love someone

you never let them stay

caught in the storm

Rafael watched you singing on stage, thinking about the first time you sang this song to him. Well, to all of the squad. The whole time he was actually thinking how beautiful you had looked on that stage, how you belonged up there. How you were born for the stage. Pretty much the exact same thing he was feeling right now, except now you were his.

As the bars on the Bowery are closing

you arrive at the door standing frozen

you say you thought you'd find me here

He thought back to how he had seen you in that bar with Nathan, how he should have just stomped in there and punched him in the face. But he didn’t, and it had just kicked you both further down the road to lead you here.

Tell me how I begin

to forget you

when you keep coming back

and I let you

Love me until you disappear

He thought about the million times he had tried to pull you from his mind, from his heart. He thought about the lists you made of reasons that you shouldn’t be together, and how in the end none of it mattered.

I'm caught in the storm

I'm caught in the rain

I'm caught in the rush

that hides this pain

I'm ready to drown

but it's coming down

but I feel so alive

Just let me go

Just walk away

You both looked at each other as you sang, knowing the storm you both had gone through to get to this moment. Happy and together-- forever.

If you love someone

you never let them stay

caught in the storm

You thought back to your wedding day, when it had been appropriately raining; the day Rafael had come and finally proved his love to not only you, but literally the world.

Let me wash away

you can find me after the flood

let me wash away

The “flood” that followed had been a media frenzy, your wedding had been broadcast around the world, after all. Debates spread over whether or not you were a heartless bitch for dumping Nathan on a livestream, or if it was crazy romantic the way your true love came in and swept you off your feet like a movie.

caught in the storm

caught in the rain

caught in the rush

that hides this pain

You looked at your family who were also taking up the front row; they were beaming at you. You thought back to this exact moment almost two years ago, when you were in that tiny club on that little stage, with just Kelsey on the piano.

And with the last line, you looked into your husband’s eyes. You both were thinking the same thing; this line, these words are what started it all. And they rang truer than the day you had first sung them to him, because you had both stayed in the storm, and came out the other side.

If you love someone

you find a way to stay

caught in the storm

[jinterlude]

Bangtan Anime Club Recruitment Event

Welcome to the Bangtan Anime Club! 

Do you love all things related to Japanese culture? Are you looking for fellow manga & anime lovers to discuss and gush over the latest episode? Maybe squeal over a certain “waifu/husbando”? Then look no further than the newly established Bangtan Anime Club created by a few fantastic people at BHQ! Our recruitment period will last for the entire month. We encourage all writers to reblog this official post so that people can follow and request a little something! When posting your drabbles, please tag them with #bhqdrabbles, so that some of the club managers can see; however, it is not a requirement to do so. 

Now, when the recruitment month is coming to a close, the club managers will randomly select three participating authors and give them a special shout out in the network’s discord server! Suppose you personally attend our excellent school (basically a member of @bangtan-headquarters​). In that case, I hear from the school president that you will be getting some fantastic perks, which you can check them out here! 

But wait... there’s more! One incredible bonus to participating and being a member of BHQ is that one winner, who will be randomly chosen, will receive a gift card for Crunchyroll, which will allow you one month of premium membership! 

Please reach out to your local sports anime-loving manager, @jinterlude​​​ & your local fantasy anime-loving manager, @nightowls388​​​ , if you have any questions! 

A special shout out to @kimtaehyunq​ for this amazing header! 

Without further ado, let’s check out the list of requirements to join the club! 

» If you’re curious as to what’s already been written, then check out the masterlist here! «

➟ Anime Inspirations: 

Naruto

Bleach

Daily Lives Of Highschool Boys

Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Fairy Tale

One Piece

Pokémon

Sailor Moon (strong heroines)

Boku no Hero Academia

Attack on Titan

Sports - Diamond no Ace, Haikyuu, Free, Prince of Tennis, Kuroko’s no Basuke, etc.

Spirited Away

Howl’s Moving Castle

Kiki’s Delivery Service

Princess Mononoke

➟ Location Prompts: 

Lunch in a university café

University Club

Training Room

Anime Convention

Magical Arena

Sports Field/Gym

School Yard

Shoe Locker

Exam Room

➟ Dialogue Prompts:

“You’re such a baka! I hate you!”

“All you ever do is train to be a ninja! I want you to take me on dates!”

“I’m a Pokémon trainer.”

“Being Hokage is totally lame.”

I will protect you - no matter what the cost.”

“Keep your mouth shut or both our lives will be in danger.”

“My Nakama is everything to me.”

“Are you stupid? You could have gotten killed!” “I don’t care, I had to save you.”

“Empty words, prove it with action.”

“Yes. I am happy. Because I was able to meet someone like you.”

“To hate something that you used to love is such a painful feeling.”

“Even if everyone in the whole world dies, I won’t care, as long as my beloved survives.”

“Sometimes the things that matter most are right in front of you.”

“Only old men think that men are better than women these days!”

“People don’t fall in love based on looks. That’s a scientific fact!”

➟ Scenario Prompts: 

Person A discovers Person B has a secret. They’re a Magical Warrior who fights evil beings alone every night.

Person A runs away from your village and Persona B tries to bring them back.

Person A is sitting alone at an anime convention and Persona B invites them to join their group of friends.

Person A falls into a magical spring that makes them shift between genders. Person B falls in as well, but they shift into a giant panda or animal of writer's choice.

Person A and Person B are regulars on the school’s sports team who are fighting for their manager’s attention, Person C.

Person A has an important sporting game of writer's choice coming up and has been overworking themselves in preparation. Person B reminds them to slow down and take care of themselves.

Persona A lives in a world where superpowers flourish and superheroes run the world. The only problem is Person A was born without powers. Persona B decides to give their powers to Persona A for the reason of the writer's choice.

Person A recently adopted a new cat that seemed very friendly at the store. As time goes on, Person A notices their cat disappears for days at a time, and each time it returns home brings with it a strange magical item.

Persona A is out walking one night and suddenly hears someone say hey. When they turn around to look, they see a group of seven strange cats standing under a street lamp.

Person A is fed up with dating, so they decide to order a custom made robot boyfriend off the website "Absolute Boyfriend."

Person A moves to a new town/school and is the only one that notices that one (or seven) of their classmates are OBVIOUSLY not human but no one else notices and think they're weird when they bring it up

Person A joins an elite culinary school only to find that Person B (their rival) has joined.

Person A has dreamed of becoming a Pokémon trainer their entire life and traveling the world solo. However, Person B, their rival suddenly challenges them to a battle, with the condition that if they win, Person A must never let their side.

Person A is a college student in a normal world when suddenly they get a knock on the door and it turns out to be their favorite anime asking for help.

Person A can see spirits. Being around one of the seven men, makes the spirits disappear. One takes notice to Person A only to find out they are promised to them.

How it works - please don’t feel pressure to use all the prompts/inspiration:

Example A: “ Hi there! Can I request Jungkook + Haikyuu!Verse + “You’re such a baka! I hate you!”

Example B: “Hm. JiKook+ Shoe Locker + Scenario Prompt #5!”

You can mix and match any of the prompts/inspiration as you see fit! We can’t wait to see the results!

*note: it is also perfectly okay that you specialize in one anime/mange genre!

Current Club Members:

@guktro

@nightowls388

@flurrys-creativity

@jinterlude

@joopiterjoon

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won’t be long - son hyunwoo

genre: a mix of fluff and angst?? 

requested? yes!! 

word count: 1.2k 

warnings: implied prejudice? i made it as vague as possible

A/N; i was going to make this a drabble initially but it turned into a short scenario so i’m sorry if this isn’t long or short enough for you ;-;

Shownu walks into the bedroom, sliding his duffle bag off his shoulder and onto the floor next to the bed. He sighs as he falls back onto the bed, head rolling over to look at you sitting in front of your vanity mirror, making yourself look presentable.

“I told you making the dinner date with your parents on a day you have both dance practice and gym all day was a bad idea” You smile cheekily, looking at him through the mirror.

“I know, but it’s the only day they’re both free at a decent time” He exhales with a groan.

“Just don’t pass out at the dinner table, okay?” You giggle, loving how cute and sleepy he looks right now.

“I won’t, my mum would smack me” He exhales.

“Speaking of… I’m really nervous to meet her… and your dad too, of course” Your smile fades quickly, you stare at yourself in the mirror as you get lost in your nervous thoughts.

“Hey, don’t be nervous baby”, Hyunwoo sits up and walks over to you “I’m sure they’ll love you”.

“Well I hope so” You exhale, trying to calm yourself. Hyunwoo squeezes your shoulders as his hands slide down and wrap themselves around you. You lean back into him, smiling up at him. He pecks your lips as he strokes your cheek lovingly.

“You really need to shower, stinkyhead”, You snicker cheekily “and be quick, I’m almost ready and only need to get dressed”. He chuckles at you, shaking his head.

“I won’t be long”.

You’re sitting across from Shownu’s mother as he sits next to you across from his dad. It’s a bit of an awkward silence at first, everyone wanting to end their hunger and digging in ASAP.

“Thank you so much for having me here tonight, this food is amazing!” You break the silence, smiling brightly and nodding towards Hyunwoo’s mother.

“It’s no problem at all, I wanted to cook all my best dishes for tonight and give you a proper introduction” His mother smiles back just as brightly, making you feel warm inside.

“So, you met Hyunwoo through work?” His dad asks, his seriousness feeling a little daunting.

“Yes! I was on the video team for one of Monsta X’s reality shows and I was assigned to video Hyunwoo”, you start to blush a little as you remember how you fell for him “getting to follow him around all day and film him being his goofy self really made me fall for him so fast”. You can feel a warmth rising throughout your body as you can feel Shownu looking at you with nothing but love and adoration. He reaches over and gives your hand a squeeze before eating another scoop of his Kimchi Stew.  

“I’m glad we finally get to meet you after 7 months, Hyunwoo’s father and I have been pestering him to meet you when it was only 4” His mother laughs. You laugh along with her as you look at Shownu with an eye-smile, he returns it.

“Yeah, to be honest we didn’t even think you’d last past 2 months”, his dad laughs “what with you two being complete opposites of each other; culture and personality wise”.

You suddenly feel a nervous pang in your stomach as you nervously laugh to try and save the awkwardness. You can practically feel the cold radiating off Shownu as he freezes in place, already knowing where this is going.

“W-what?” You stutter, trying to process and understand if his dad meant what you thought he did (and was hoping he didn’t)

“Oh you know, people from your country and of your culture tend to be really wild and crazy”, his dad puts his fork down to properly explain “whereas here we are more reserved and responsible, especially people like Hyunwoo”.

You’re baffled, not even knowing what to reply or do. You look over at Shownu and his jaw is tense and he’s gripping his cutlery so tightly his knuckles are white.

“He doesn’t mean it that way”, Shownu’s mother tries to step in “we know you’re not like that now, meeting you and hearing how Hyunwoo talks about you, we know you’re different and committed”.

“Yeah, when Hyunwoo first told us about you we really had our doubts because as I said; wild and crazy, which means commitment issues”, his dad doesn’t bat an eye as he continues his problematic explanation “but you’ve definitely proven us wrong and shown us you’re not like them”.

“Sorry…them?” Your brain butts in before you can decide whether to retaliate or not.

“You know, the rest of- “

“Dad, enough!” Shownu cuts his dad off, slamming his cutlery against the table. His parents jump in shock.

“Just stop, you wonder why it took me so long to introduce my partner to you yet say stuff like this right to their face? How can you not put two and two together? As soon as I told you their race you started with those same assumptions and even though they were proven wrong so early on in the relationship you still held onto them, and still do clearly”, Shownu stands up as he rants on “and I love you guys, I really do, but when you do and say stuff like this it really hurts me, especially right in front of their face”.

You can do nothing but look forward into the abyss in shock as you listen to him.

“I plan to spend the rest of my life with this person, this beautiful person who I care about so deeply and while I usually would ask your approval, this time I won’t because I have everything I want and need in my life, this person right here has just completed that” Shownu grabs your hand tightly as he continues. Your cheeks go bright red as your heart soars; you really adore him.

“Now, I think we’re done here”, Shownu pulls your hand up “when you want to apologise you can call me”.

Shownu grabs your bag as he pulls you out of the door, his parents say nothing and just sit in shock as you two leave.

It’s quiet as you come out of the bathroom to Shownu sitting shirtless on the side of the bed as he gets ready for bed.

“Hyunwoo?” You say softly.

“Yes, baby?” He replies just as softly, looking up at you with his gentle eyes.

“You know you didn’t have to do that for me, right?” You walk towards him and sit on his lap and rest your head on his shoulder and link your arms with his.

“What do you mean?” He puts his phone away and focuses on you, holding your waist with one hand and holding your hand with the other.

“Snapping at your parents like that”, you pout “I’d hate for you to risk your relationships with your parents because of me”.

“Honey, no! Trust me I’m not risking anything”, Shownu reassures you “I couldn’t just let them be rude to you like that, they’re mature and will realise their wrongdoings and apologise in no time okay? Don’t stress”.

“Okay, I trust you”, you give him a smile with sparkly eyes “and I can’t lie and say that seeing you defend me like that wasn’t sexy and didn’t make my heart tingle”.

Shownu chuckles at that confession before cradling your cheek in his hand as he brings you in for a passionate & loving kiss. He pulls away delicately, keeping his face just centimetres away from you.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you” He smiles; you swear you can see the entire universe in his eyes.

And it’s all for you.