#yves drabble

[sugarphoric]

when husband!nanami has a crush on his wife! :)

slight nsfw, gn!reader for the most part except for like. wife/gf. actually is this even gn anymore guys im so sorry idk im slow

nanami kento whos been happily married to you for years now, and has never felt a day where he didnt feel this love for you. but recently - and he cant tell you when it started - hes started getting... butterflies?

it started off small- when he worked and had a thought of you, he would be smiling and giggling almost maniacally without him realizing, leaving coworkers thinking hes finally lost it.

then, it started to get bigger.

hed be driving home and while checking his blind spot, that small shift of his head allowed him to get just the tiniest whiff of your perfume- fuck, if there was a car he definitely wouldve crashed. nostrils fully flared, his breathing is completely erratic to see if he can get another hit, pedal almost to the floor, more impatient than ever to get home.

he cant tell if hed rather be at home or at work, both a personal paradise and a jail cell- you occupy his every thought that small butterflies turn into heart throbbing chest pains (he even visits the doctor to see if he had survived a week long heart attack from how much it ached in his chest (he didnt have any complications, only a very very high heart rate? ... weird)). he cant do anythjng about it so he starts hitting the gym as much as he can to attribute this throbbing with hard-work and exercise (hes there so often people have started to think hes a manager)

now its gotten so bad that he finds himself not being able to look you in the eye, so conscious that hes making EYE-CONTACT with his CRUSH (wife), or else hes going to turn into a mess (as if he wasnt already) - blushing, stuttering, pants going tiighttt, you name it.

hes feining so hard that hes started courting you again (like a fucking bird), dressing himself up as best as he could, seriously making him look like the best suitor on the market possible (even if he wasnt youd still pick him). normally a very financially responsible man, its uncharacteristic of him to spend money left and right arguably buying the most expensively useless things imaginable that he knew you would like (but it reminded him of you so how could it be useless? (._.))

you initially thought he was mad at you with the way he started to ignore you, refusing to touch you or make eye contact, refusing to hold a conversation longer than five minutes (it was because he would actually cum his pants (from talking!!) if he held it out any longer), hes never felt more like a schoolboy till now. oh and you (unknowingly) were not helping his case; sweet, honey dripping whispers of "im sorry"s and "i love you"s, michelin star curated bento boxes with his favorite foods paired with such sugar infused notes of encouragement and love to get him through the day.

you, too, were now dressing to the T's. you could easily steal the title of "world's most unforgiving fashion critic" with how precise you were with every detail of your outfits, your hair, anything that would catch his eye. days and nights of dolling up to try and even seduce your way to his "forgiveness"- and it didnt even work in the end, if anything, it made him retreat even further :(

(he almost slept in the guest bedroom when this started to happen- hell he was this close to renting a hotel room for the night. if he couldnt even handle your horribly messy morning face, how could he ever handle you looking like a damn angel sent from god himself)

then it was a whole plethora of thinking he felt guilty for something like breaking your eyeshadow palettes or shattering a plate, or was trying to keep a massive secret from you. and fuck if you thought hed wanted a divorce but didnt know how to tell you! (which was far from the truth apparently)

you finally understand he doesnt want a divorce, but hes... weird.

it was, really, nothing short of endearing, frustrating, and pathetic. hes never acted this way, even on your wedding day nor the day he proposed nor the day he even got to finally have you as his proud girlfriend. even way before when he spent years pining and courting (like a bird) for you to be his girlfriend!! hes always had this air of "cool and confident", almost egotistical if he wasnt so humble, so this... yea this was different.

it finally pushed you to the edge, so what better to do than implement the "forced proximity!" trope while he was in the shower! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა (it was created for a reason)

if it wasnt obvious before about his big fat crush on you, it was obvious now as the immediate sight of your naked body in the shower, with him, together- oh hes already hard and dripping so much pre- no, he actually just came. his face incredibly red, eyes almost vibrating due to not knowing where to look, mind buzzing from feelings of embarrassment, ecstasy, shame, love, everything all together at once.

and what a sight it is, that your husband nanami kento is finally professing his love for you, his deep crush on his wife, naked (and still hard) in the shower. you can only giggle at his foolishness before pulling him into an attempted kiss, one filled with laughter and teeth equally spilled from the two of you underneath the falling water :)

its far from the oh-so-dreamy scene seen in The Notebook, but lets be honest, this version of you and your husband is way better than what Hollywood could ever win awards for.

[joontroverted]

of course other women want your boyfriend

pairing: nanami kento x reader

tags: nanami is 34. is that a warning? lol.

"your dad's kinda hot."

the bar isn't too full, just the regular crowd, and then some. of course there were other college kids, none that you knew. well, except this one.

you've seen aiko around, always at the back of the class. not that that's worth shaming, you ended up back there too often due to sleepy mornings to be looking down on her.

no, it's the constant bitching and laughing during class that pissed you the fuck off. not an ounce of respect or decorum for the rest of you depressed losers just trying to make it out of class with notes that made sense, or the poor professor, who has long since given up on admonishing her. so maybe you did once tell her off in the middle of class a week before finals. just once. or twice.

and here she is, having tapped on your shoulder as you were sipping your drink, bitching and laughing with her friends hanging behind her, snickering along.

"that's not my dad," you reply, ticked off.

her eyes widen in faux shock. "even better then! I didn't wanna make it too messy for you. what's his instagram?"

you laugh, bunching up your shoulders, finally putting down your drink and getting up. you're usually not the jealous type, and you're not even feeling jealous right now, more like a bubbling irritation.

"he doesn't have an Instagram. he's thirty four, what instagram do you think you're gonna be hitting him up on, huh?"

"thirty four? he looks forty plus at least! I didn't know being with a stuck up bitch like you would age a man like that, but makes sense!" she scoffs, looking you up and down.

"so you can pick up on social cues! I was wondering how you couldn't figure out that he's my boyfriend from the kiss he gave me or, perhaps from the way he was holding me, but turns out you're just a rude bitch who wants to slather her fingers all over my boyfriend!" you snap at her.

that makes a few people around you look over, and as much as you wanted to smack her across her face, you needed to maintain your standards.

"then where is he now? where's your boyfriend? and which forty year old brings his little girlfriend on a night out to a bar like-"

"there you are, sweetheart."

kento slides his arm around your waist, slipping into the seat next to yours.

nanami kento. thirty four. food critic! 6' 1", honey blonde hair slicked back, but a few pieces spill out on to his face, deep brown eyes that are both soft and sharp. his white shirt's sleeves rolled up to his elbows showing his thick forearms, veiny with light, golden hair. the bar and the girl in front of you almost fade to the back of your mind when his cologne hits your nose, sending you into a daze.

almost.

"ken!" you breathe.

"did i keep you too long? you know satoru, refusing to get to the point," he frowns, dropping a kiss on your forehead. "what's got you all worked up?"

"hey!"

his eyes leave yours to look at aiko. "yes?"

"how come she doesn't bring you around more often? she's always all by herself, in her own little world! so shy, really! i'm aiko, we go to class together!" she smiles at him, all cute and bubbly like.

"what are you trying to do?" you ask, shouldering youself between kento and her. "you trying to swoop in and show him a better life or something? do you need attention that bad?"

"oh my god, you guys, look she's getting all bothered!" she gasps to her friends around her. "no babe i didn't mean it like that, i just meant it like i am personally, SO happy that someone like you's found love, you know? even if it's with someone who is SO different from you, you're finally out of your shell, and clearly, there is someone for everyone!" she gushes, and then looks over your shoulder at kento.

"why are you looking at him, look at me," you interject, something finally snapping in you. kento can sense the change in you, and places his hands on your waist.

"sweetheart, i think- "

you appreciate it, but you can handle this, you're FINE.

"no no," you repeat, "look at me! because do you think he's gonna treat you the way he treats me? do you think he's gonna keep up with your bullshit, and your little friend group and not see you for the pathetic attention seeking loser you are? you think he's gonna buy you the stuff you want and take you to all your raves and whatnot? this man goes to sleep every night by eleven thirty! you don't see him at parties because he's thirty four fucking years old, and his definition of a night out is wine and fine dining, with ME! he treats me like this, and buys me whatever the fuck i want, because i'm me, he's not gonna treat you like that babe!"

"don't get all worked up!" aiko spits "we can just be friends, you know!" she twirls her hair, her eyes still on kento.

"what are you twirling your hair for? he's not even looking at you, the only thing that that's gonna do is make you even balder. spending all your time trying to poach another bitch's man the whole time your bald spot's been making direct eye contact with me."

she gasps, and deep down you know you would never say that to a girl unless she absolutely deserved it, and aiko has been begging for it.

kento squeezes your waist, standing up, towering over you from behind.

"baby, she said she just wanted to be friends, didn't she?" he asks. "why don't you give her my instagram?"

aiko chuckles, seeming to have recovered. she pushes her phone into his hands, instagram open, and he hands it over to you diligently.

you scoff and type in his username, pressing the follow button and shoving it back to her.

"now that that's done," sighs kento, holding you. "it's getting a little hot in here, isn't it honey? let's get this scarf off of you."

his hands unfasten the scarf that you had tied around your neck, that you're sure aiko just attributed to poor fashion sense. despite the previous chaos, your eyes follow his thick fingers as the open the knot, and unloop the scarf from around your neck, causing the scarf to slip out and leave you neck bare in the deep v neck top you had put on this morning.

deep red and purple bruises litter your neck, all the way down to your breasts, disappearing off behind the lace borders of the neck of your top.

kento stares at you, smug and unclouded desire clear on his face. he slides his hands up and holds the sides of your neck firmly, squeezing slightly. he pulls you closer and your lips meet in a deep kiss, his thumbs rubbing slow circles on your cheek. the kiss leaves you breathless as he pulls away and leans back in to place on more kiss on your wet, parted lips, taking you by surprise.

"that's perfect," he thumbs on one of the hickies, eyes never leaving you. "my perfect girl."

warmth floods up your chest and face. a smile can't help but spread across your face as you lean into him.

"let's go, love. dinner, wine and that eleven thirty nap time awaits us," he chuckles, taking your hand, gathering your bag and turning away to leave, not a single glance given to aiko.

aiko!

you turn to her, a lazy, easy grin on your face, glancing to her phone open with kento's instagram, and then back up at her. "happy stalking!"

aiko and her friends are sure to spend the night pouring over kento's instagram, which is filled to the brim with pictures of you, you and him, food, you, travel and his girlfriend, you.

DO NOT REPOST

yay first fic!!!

likes, reblogs, comments HIGHLY appreciated 🩷

[chaeminnieya]

i NEEED YVES AND Y/N MOMENTS PLEASEE

Sun&Moon

Pairing-Yves&Seasons!Reader

“G-IDLE IS FOR THE GIRLS AND THE GAYS.” Y/n read while clapping “Yes, we are.” She smiled with a thumbs-up

“Oh! Yves is joining!” She clapped while getting close to her screen and tapping it, a few seconds later the Loona member joined the live “Yves!” “Y/n!” The two grinned at each other

“Girl where have you been?!” Y/n said while pouting at her “here,there, everywhere you know?” Yves said while sitting back “have you eaten?” You asked “Yeah, you?” She said while she read the chat “Mhm.” You mumbled

“Oh! Right have you taken a bath yet?” You said while straightening your posture “no, not yet, you?” She said with a “🤨” face “nope i haven’t, 우리 같이 목욕할까?” You said with a sly smile, speaking in Korean bc it was an instagram live with mostly people speaking English, Yves gasped and covered her mouth after she heard Your words.

Y/n laughed at Yves reddened face “well, should we?” You said smiling, Yves took a second to compose herself and then nodded and said “응 물론이지, 너희 집 아니면 내 집?” She said with a straight face

Y/n’s smile dropped for a few seconds before she let out a laugh “Wow, you’ve never said anything like that before, got me blushing!” She said with a smile as she read the comments quietly

“So do you think that you could be fine with not being friends with Yves?” Kang Ho-Dong asked while pointing to Y/n and then to Yves which made Y/n immediately shake her head

“Could the moon be without the sun?” She immediately said back making Kyunghoon and Sangmin confused and Hodong motioned for her to continue

Yves stared intently at Y/n as she continued “Without the sun, there would be no moonlight, the moon gets its light from the sun and without the sun, the moon would disappear.”

“Yves is my sun.” she smiled as she pulled her sleeve up to show a small moon tattoo and then pulled Yves's sleeve up to show a small sun tattoo

“Wow…who knew y/n was such a poet!” Ho-Dong clapped and then his smile dropped a bit as he heard Y/n chuckling, the camera pans to Yves covering her mouth while wiping her tears, and Y/n hugged Yves as she tried to stifle her laughs as she patted Yves back as she whispered a soft “Are you okay?”

Yves nodded as Y/n pulled away and Yves hit Y/ns shoulder “She always makes me cry!” Yves frowned as she took a breath and continued Almost everyone in the room laughed as she pouted, as the camera panned back to the knowing bros Y/n held Yves’ hand as she whispered gently “its okay.”

ONLY TWO FOR NOW BC IM TIRED

Other workz

(Lso yves cried bc this was around the same time that loona was getting mistreated, she was happy that y/n said sum nice abt her”

[b1mbodoll]

hi im back !!!! (_ _).｡o○ m soooo happy u liked the g!p step sis seeun thing 🎀 i wanted to send you more girl asks bcs u asked for them and i Am a number one woman lover! so if i send too many pls ket me know 😭😭😭 i don't want 2 overwhelm u!!

hihi!!! i loved it sm which is why its taking me forever to finish!! wna take my time n perfect it so im sorry for the wait </3 n dont wrry abt sending too many asks, i’ll do my best to get to all of them !

[gallacrafts]

"Fashion fades, but style is eternal." - Yves Saint Laurent

"Style is knowing who you are, what you want to say, and not giving a damn" - Orson Welles

"Being well-dressed hasn't much to do with having good clothes. It's a question of good balance and good common sense." - Coco Chanel

and of course

"You're Never Fully Dressed Without A Smile" - Lovely Boylan Sisters, Annie

Whether you want to knit a scarf as fabulous as Mickey’s, have a go at screen printing your own Gay Jesus shirt, write an ode to Mickey’s iconic sleeveless self or some whump about his holey socks, drabble us up some magic about the dapper duo on their wedding or some angst about their days wearing yellow jumpsuits. Or maybe you fancy dipping your toe into the NSFW pool salivating over the boys shirtless, in boxers, swim wear, towels, or straight up in the buff…

This months theme is all about the things our boys wear - or the things they don't 😏

🧦 Theme 44: Iconic Outfits🧣

Posting day is Sunday 20th April. Please remember to tag #Iconic Outfits, #Theme44, #Gallavich Style #Gallacrafts and don't forget to @gallacrafts so we can marvel and reblog your creation!

[chronic-claire-universe]

Montblanc and Mischief: Rindou’s Roppongi Run

Hello, dust bunnies! After my recent adventure in Japan and a stroll through the vibrant streets of Roppongi, I've been inspired to bring you this little drabble.

Plot: The Haitani brothers are back, bringing their signature chaos and charm with them. Dive into their world of mischief and moments as they stir things up in their uniquely entertaining way.

Warnings: None, just pure fluff and fun!

It’s 11 a.m in Tokyo when Rindou Haitani bolts out of his apartment, weaving through the crowded streets of Roppongi. He navigates past Maman Spider, barely slowing down as he rushes up the escalators of Mori Tower. His destination? Ran’s favorite patisserie, where he hopes to grab a freshly baked Mont Blanc—an indication of his brother’s grumpy mood.

The shop lady, well-acquainted with Rindou’s routine, looks at him knowingly. “Ran must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today, huh?” she says, her tone laced with amusement. Rindou can only nod, his mind preoccupied with the hope of a bit more time to flirt with the charming shopkeeper. Maybe even ask her out on a date, if the stars aligned.

With the Mont Blanc secured, Rindou contemplates a detour to the Yves Saint Laurent shop. He’s been meaning to get the hat Ran has been eyeing for a while. However, duty calls, and he heads back to their apartment.

As he opens the door, Rindou is surprised to find Ran lounging by the window, twirling his hair absentmindedly and gazing out at the bustling Roppongi Hills. Ran seems unfazed, his earlier mood completely shifted.

“Did you ask her out?” Ran inquires casually, his gaze fixed on the crowd waiting to enter the museum.

Rindou’s eyes widen as he processes the situation, a blush creeps upon his face as he realizes the truth behind Ran’s calm demeanor and apparent ease. “NIICHAN, WHAT THE FUCK!” Rindou exclaims, finally grasping that his brother’s relaxed attitude was part of a playful scheme to keep him busy and out of the way.

​ @strawberrysanzu ​ @10-jiku ​ @kenpachisbrat ​ ​ @ajaviary ​ @arminaneka ​ @anahryal ​ @tamaki-jiki ​ @mochi-mika ​ @ailowvyu ​ @whosarlet ​ @outthev01d ​ @jotatetsuken ​ @musings-and-moans ​ ​ @chloee0x0 ​ @jmmore ​  @stygianoir ​ @littleoanh ​ @ranscutedoll ​@suyacho ​ @minnie-cherii @fuyuswifey

[aquagirl1978]

Fanfiction

Be Still, My Queen (NSFW)

Tempting the Beast (NSFW)

Making the Morning Worthwhile (NSFW)

Marking You as Mine (NSFW)

Adorably Awkward

Want A Bite?

A Hundred Thousand Roses (NSFW)

My Queen

A Crown for Your King (NSFW)

The Tiger Cares

The Glasses Stay On (NSFW)

Pas de Deux

The King's Command

Just a Dream

Just Another Day

Crash Into Me (NSFW)

A Rare Treat

Torment (NSFW)

Stay

Season of Change

The Queen's Command

What a Difference a Year Makes

Kiss From a Rose

She is Mine

Twist of Fate

Read to Me

Happily Ever After

The Morning After (NSFW)

More Than Words

Take My Breath Away (NSFW)

My Yellow Rose

It Was You

No Regrets

Finally (NSFW)

Chasing Fireflies

In Your Eyes

His Human Heart

Fall on Me

A New Day

Sugar and Spice

The Exchange

Run Away With Me

Family

The Little Things

Drabbles

five more minutes

not yet

grief

bathing

fever

scars & souvenirs

white day

marks

Chats

A Trip to Wonderland (IkeRev x IkePri)

The One Where Belle Invites the Suitors to a Picnic (Licht, Gilbert, Sariel, Clavis, Chevalier, Jin)

Headcanons

What kind of undies do the princes wear? (Act 1 Suitors)

Women's Lingerie - Do they wear it and what would they wear? (ALL)

Suitors react when MC gifts them a plushie of their crest animal - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Suitors React to a Sick MC - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Sariel)

Jealous Princes - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Rio)

Suitors Reaction to Finding a Toy in Your Room (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Rio, Gilbert)

Children's Books (Chevalier, Clavis)

Dream Wedding (Chevalier, Gilbert)

Grocery Shopping (Chevalier, Gilbert)

MC Reacts to Fight with Suitor (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Kisses (Gilbert, Keith, Silvio)

Suitors as Vampires Biting MC for the First Time (Chevalier, Gilbert, Keith, Silvio)

Suitors React to Finding Out Belle is Pregnant (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Jin, LIcht, Sariel)

Chevalier Michel with a Lovey Dovey MC

Taking Suitor's Gloves Off (Gilbert, Rio, Chevalier)

How the Suitors React to an Unexperienced Belle (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Jin)

Suitors Reactions to an MC Who Gets Lost Easily (Yves, Nokto, Chevalier, Clavis)

Suitors Reactions to Attending a Baseball Game (Chevalier's Faction)

Suitors React to an MC with an Eating Disorder/Body Dysmorphia (Leon, Chevalier, Clavis)

Chevalier with a Pregnant MC

Halloween with the Princes (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Suitors Reactions to a Ticklish MC (Chevalier, Yves, Licht)

[cowgurrrl]

cardigan

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader

Author’s note: *gasp* a stand alone drabble

Summary: “You can have my heart if you have the stomach to take it.” - Yves Olade, from Bloodsport; “When rome falls” aka you and Joel talk about scars [1.6k]

Warnings: talks of Joel’s attempt, grief, talks of self-hatred, feeeellliiinnnggggsss, learning to live despite it all

"Tell me bout this one." He asks as he traces over the jagged scar on your bicep. It always started with one, and then, before you knew it, you were mapping out each other's bodies like cartographers with sacred valleys and mountains never seen by another. You laugh and move your hair out of your face to see Joel better. He looks gorgeous in the calming orangish light of your room, his eyes bright and his muscles relaxed.

"I got into a fight with a tree branch and lost," you say, and he laughs, burying his head into your neck to hide the sound. You smile and shove at his shoulder. "I don't know why you're laughing at me. It was very scary."

"'M sure it was." 

"Alright, asshole," you say as you grab his hand and trace the scar littering the space between where his thumb and pointer finger connect. It's long and silver and barely noticeable, but it looks like it would've hurt when it happened. "How'd you get this one?"

"Workin' my first job."

"What was your first job?"

"Mechanic."

"Your first job ever was being a mechanic?" You ask, and he nods like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "How old were you?"

"Sixteen. Maybe seventeen." He says. You try to imagine a much younger Joel with softer features and darker hair. That little creature of habit probably wore the same things he wears now, but with more Texas paraphernalia. Cowboy boots and a hat. Maybe even one of those absurdly large belt buckles. Just the thought of a skinny, sixteen-year-old Joel wearing a huge belt buckle makes you laugh. 

"I bet you had all the cute girls coming in to get their car fixed, huh?"

"Somethin' like that." He smirks, and you roll your eyes.

"So, how'd you get the scar?"

"I cut it tryna fix an engine in an old car. It barely ran as is, and my boss wanted me to just gut the whole thing, but my dumbass wanted to see if I could fix it, and I cut my hand open on something. I still don't know what. Got blood all over the shop and had to get one of the guys to drive me to the hospital," he raises his right hand and traces the scar. "Ten stitches all through here, but other than that, everything was fine. Scared the shit outta my mama, though."

"D'you ever figure out what was wrong with the engine?"

"Nope. Boss replaced it before I could come back." 

"Bummer." You say, and Joel hums, reaching up to feel for the thin scar on your neck. His fingertips are warm and gentle as he traces the bumpy skin like braille. Like he could know every piece of you through touch alone.

"Another fight with a tree branch?" He asks, and you chuckle.

"A fight with a pissed-off client. Held a knife to my neck because I didn't give him his usual supply." 

"And is he still with us?"

"You're cute," you say as you brush some hair from his face. You try to smooth it down so it doesn't look as crazy, but your fingers catch on the scar on the right side of his head. You pause and let yourself memorize the feeling of the raised skin. It's long and rough as it peeks out of his hairline. He must've needed a lot of stitches if it's still so prominent all these years later. His breaths get shallow, and his eyes search your face. "Can I ask about this one?"

He takes a deep breath and nods. Wordlessly, he grabs your hand from the side of his head and kisses your fingertips. He traces circles into the back of your hand and stares at the ceiling. You watch his face change ever so subtly as he thinks, a quick pursing of his lips or a muscle in his jaw jumping when he glosses over the memories. You're convinced no one else in the world can read him like you can. You're a little smug about it, but you'd never tell him that. God forbid he try to school his microexpressions too.

"It happened the day after Sarah died." He starts, and your heart sinks. He swallows thickly and shakes his head. "I didn't care anymore. She was gone, and there was nothin' I could do to bring her back, but I thought... I don't know. I thought I could make the pain stop. So, I tried," he mimes pointing a gun at his head. "But I flinched. Still don't understand why. Tommy hauled me off to a FEDRA medical tent, and they patched me up. Scared him half to death findin' me like that." Your eyes flutter shut at the image of a frantic Tommy trying to get Joel medical help, both choking on their grief as they stumbled through. Joel always told you how much he worried about Tommy and made sacrifices for him. You wonder how many nights Tommy stayed up and watched Joel sleep so he wouldn't reach for his firearm again. You wonder how much pain they were in and never talked about it. When your eyes open again, Joel stares at the scar on your neck to avoid your gaze. You reach out to trace the shell of his right ear.

"That's why you're deaf in that ear." It was meant to be a question, but it comes out as a breathless realization, and he nods.

"It's why I'm deaf in that ear." He mumbles. You look at the scar with a new understanding and sadness. Your fingertips graze the rigid skin again, and his eyes fill with tears. He's waiting for you to flinch and pull away. He's waiting for you to ask him to never talk about this again. He's waiting for you to get angry at the past like he is. In slow, precise movements, you sit up until you're half on top of him, your eyes heavy with emotion. Then, so slowly he thought he dreamt it, you lean down and kiss the thing he hates the most about himself. 

You linger for a few seconds like you're trying to repair the skin with your touch alone before moving to kiss the ear he's deemed useless. You kiss his forehead, nose, cheeks, and jaw, catching his tears as they fall. He holds you close and tries to bury his face in your neck to hide from the love he doesn't think he deserves. You put your hands on his cheeks to keep him in place and stare down at him. 

"I'm so fucking happy you flinched." You whisper, struggling to keep your voice steady at the thought of him being gone before you could meet him. Then, you obliterate his world. "I'm so happy you're alive." You say.

In all his years on this earth, nobody has ever told Joel Miller they were happy he was alive. He doesn't know how to react. He just catches your lips and tries to press the words he can't find the strength to voice into you. I'm sorry. I won't do it again. It's okay if you can't love me like this, but Jesus fucking Christ, I hope you can try. I won't be weak anymore. You make me want to live. Nobody's been able to do that in a long time. Please forgive me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You let him flip your positions and hover over you, tears still falling down his cheeks as he kisses you. 

Rays of early morning sunshine filter through the dusty window and cast shadows across the room. You both have to get up for work soon. You know what'll happen if you don't go, but you also want to get lost in the cartography of Joel. It's okay, you think. We have the rest of our lives. You rest your forehead against his, and he takes a shaky breath, thoughts crackling loudly in the quiet room. You grab his chin and turn his head so you can kiss the scar one more time before forcing him to look at you. 

With determination and longing in your eyes, you say, "Stay with me." And you both know you're not just talking about the crisp October morning. Like so much of your lives, intention slips between the cracks for the other to pick up and examine like a long lost earring you find and wonder, "Where have you been this whole time?" He kisses you again, feeling his eyes prick with water before nodding.

"Okay," he says. "I'll stay with you if you stay with me." 

"I'm not going anywhere, Miller." 

"Good." He smiles. 

The grief will never go away. It will never be fair that Sarah died that night. You can never go back to the people you were before that day. But you can do this. You can find ways to live not despite the pain but because of it. Because he loved Sarah. Because you were kind and empathetic before Cordecyps wiped that from memory. Because grief is a conglomeration of memories so jumbled together you can't tell them apart anymore, but you can still feel the love left behind. So, you'll continue to kiss the tears away and soothe the nightmares and stitch the wounds that will heal over into nasty scars with nastier stories. You'll endure as long as you can have more mornings like this. 

And little by little, step by step, you'll learn how to do more than survive with him. You'll learn to stop waiting for the darkness to find you. You'll learn to be kind again, and he'll learn to forgive himself. Together, you'll make something whole and beautiful and worthy from your pile of broken pieces. It can't change the past, but goddammit, if it doesn't make the future look pretty good. 

[wonysugar]

masterlist<3

(f) = fluffy fluff omg

(a) = angst oh no

nothing or (s) = nasty fucking smut

IVE

Ahn Yujin :

dommeangirl!yujin x sub!femreader headcanons

birthday party : gp!yujin x wonyoung x birthdaygirl!reader

working in retail 101 : clerk!gpyujin x floormanager!femreader… superstore au

#ahn yujin

Jang Wonyoung :

if you insist : scum!wonyoung x goodgirl!femreader

birthday party : gp!yujin x wonyoung x birthdaygirl!reader

babydaddy g!p wonyoung drabble

angel : wonyoung x 6thmember!femreader

don’t modify : stuco!wonyoung x gf!femreader (f) (s)

#jang wonyoung

Kim Gaeul :

none yet :(

Kim Jiwon (Liz) :

drabbles!

#kim jiwon

Naoi Rei :

back in place : gf!rei x female reader

#naoi rei

ITZY

Hwang Yeji :

domceo!yeji x subfem!reader headcanons

#hwang yeji

Shin Ryujin :

hickeys : fwb!ryujin x fem!reader

#shin ryujin

ENHYPEN

Kim Sunoo :

sleepy : nonidol!sunoo x gf!femreader

missed you : stripper!sunoo x rich!femreader

#sub sunoo

LE SSERAFIM

Kim Chaewon :

dom!bestfriendchaewon x sub!femreader : friends to lovers

#kim chaewon

Nakamura Kazuha :

nothing yet, but drabbles are available through this hashtag!

#nakamura kazuha

Miyawaki Sakura :

nothing yet, but drabbles are here!

#sakura miyawaki

Huh Yunjin :

doing what’s right : yunjin x fem!reader

#huh yunjin

STAYC

Lee Chaeyoung (Isa) :

show them : camgirl!isa x fem!reader

#lee chaeyoung

TWICE

Sana Minatozaki :

idol!sana x fan!femreader

#sana minatozaki

Son Chaeyoung :

drabbles only!

#son chaeyoung

Yoo Jeongyeon :

drabblesss

#yoo jeongyeon

Im Nayeon :

drabbles yippee

#im nayeon

NMIXX

Lily Morrow :

perfect : idol!lily x idol!femreader

#lily morrow

AESPA

Aeri Uchinaga (Giselle) :

it’s so over for me : smau

keep talking : bsf!giselle x fem!reader, phone sex

hate rodrigo (literally) : angsty!giselle x whitegirlmusic! femreader

puff, puff and pass : ot4 aespa x fem!reader

going down on a dork : camgirl!giselle x bicurious!femreader

#aeri uchinaga

Kim Minjeong (Winter) :

skilled : bully!winter x nerd!femreader

puff, puff and pass : ot4 aespa x fem!reader

#kim minjeong

Ning Yizhuo (NingNing) :

fuck you stupid : bimbo!ningning x bff!femreader

puff, puff and pass : ot4 aespa x fem!reader

#ning yizhuo

Yoo Jimin (Karina) :

sorry : childhoodbff!karina x fem!reader (a)

puff, puff and pass : ot4 aespa x fem!reader

#yoo jimin

LOONA aka. loossemble, artms, chuu and yves

Son Hyeju :

i’ll wake you up : stranger!hyeju x sleepdeprived!femreader (f)

#son hyeju

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[sugarphoric]

phone calls with suguru geto are something else.

he's the type to constantly tease you throughout the call, saying its the thing he looks forward to or that it makes his entire day. but make a threat to end it? he's already apologizing and ready to spam call you back.

he'll always have his headphones or earbuds in, and if not, it'll never be on speaker but rather up against his ear. he'd much rather have your cute voice play so close to his senses- its not everyday (it is) when he gets to hear your voice this close to his ear!! plus, these calls are just for him. he can't go around and blast it out to everyone, can he?

and you were the complete opposite. you preferred to have him on speaker, imitating him being in the same room as you even though he physically wasnt. (really, it was because having his smooth voice played so intimately against your ear, it never allowed you to focus, so this was the best option).

and suguru hated that.

he'd call your name so sweetly, saying "come closer to the mic, bring your face closer to the phone". you're confused by his actions but you dont question it, following his request. "closer", and you're picking up your phone. "closer", and you have to switch out of speaker. at this point your lips are practically kissing the mic, "this good?", and his breathless "yeah, keep me here," makes you go red, sputtering out a "you're so strange" but not going against his wish. (he'll always respond with "i can hear you smiling through the phone, have i got you flustered?")

he's the type to constantly make you laugh on call, or asking you to repeat his name over and over again. again, you're confused but it's not a hard ask. turns out, he just really likes your laugh, and says that whenever you say his name (and specifically just his), you have some type of sing-songy way of saying it. (you were embarrassed and refused to say his name for a while, and he couldnt help but mope and beg (!) that whole week)

he'll also listen to all of your requests, picking up phone calls even when it's inconvenient for him. when you just want someone to make white noise while you study? he'll go on and on about one of his past missions, or future works. want to share your recent obsession with minesweeper? he has zero clue how it works, but is already on the website, listening attentively to each of your explanations and instructions. even when you text him "i wanna watch Your Name :(", he'll respond just as fast saying "well then i'll have it pulled up just for you :)"

there was this one time when you wanted to know what it was like to be called petnames. all your friends were in relationships, but you've yet to find your own special person, falling behind on some special milestones. so, who better to ask than your best friend suguru! you tried to be subtle about it, saying, "hey sugu, could you please pronounce that one ingredient you use for baking and is sweet?". and whos he to deny you?

"uhm, sugar?"

and that was enough to have you cheesing, lightly flushed as youre saying "yea that was perfect, thanks". but it's such a shame to end it there, when you just got a taste! a little later, you'll ask him to say it again, and when he goes "what, you want me to call you sugar?". youre a stuttering mess, spitting out 'no's as if youre baffled at the idea of it (but really, youre too shocked on how fast he caught on). "no? alright, whatever you want, sugar" (its embarrassing how fast you press the mute button just to scream)

he's the type to only use his phone primarily just to call you. he just cant help but want you to be by his side 24/7, and if he refuses to hang up even when it gets late into the night, dont worry about falling asleep on him. he's content with just hearing your breath over the phone, and isnt worried about the other notifications bothering his screen when hes on call with you.

૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა

[xxsycamore]

🏹💘𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙼𝚢 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝‼️

—❥ 𝐱𝐱𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝟏𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

REQUESTS: CLOSED

Hello everyone!! Back in June last year my blog reached 1500 followers, but I only got around to celebrating it now! Thank you so much for your continued support!! This year I want to play Cupid again so prepare for your faves to steal your heart all over again! (´ ε ` )♡

↪ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎: Pick a prompt and a character - one per ask! Please include the fandom as well to avoid confusion. Example: "Can I please have 😘 with William (ikevil)?" ; You'll receive a drabble (~300 words) about the character's reaction to the prompt. Please go wild with those! If you have something specific in mind for the prompts, like a certain hobby for prompt #10 🎨 - Suggest picking up a new hobby together, or maybe for prompt #7 💝 - Extend a non-verbal "I love you", you thought of playing their favorite song, giving them a warm cup of tea while they work, or maybe hugging them from behind? Don't be afraid to share your idea and unleash your creativity, I'd love to make your vision come true! Of course, that's only if you want to! The limit is three requests per person. This event is sfw and anons are allowed.

For drabble examples: Check out last year's Valentine's Day celebration here!

💌 event masterlist ⊂⊃﹒␥

↪ 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝:

🪱 - Ask them if they'd love you if you were a worm

🥺 - Tease by calling them cute

🤲 - Play with their hair

🌸 - Breathe in their soothing scent

💌 - Leave a love note in their pocket

🤭 - Whisper something embarrassing in their ear

💝 - Extend a non-verbal "I love you"

😈 - Linger in for a kiss, but never kiss them

💅 - Help them unwind with a self-care routine

🎨 - Suggest picking up a new hobby together

🤪 - Crack a joke to make them laugh

🙏 - Warm their hands between yours

🤸‍♀️ - Strike a sexy pose to distract them

👔 - Steal their clothes to cuddle when you miss them

🍰 - Share your sweets with them

💋 - Demand for a kiss, right here, right now

💘 - "Be my Valentine?"

😘 - Keep smooching them until they protest

🥄 - Ask to be their big spoon

😊 - Present your cheek for a goodbye kiss

↪ 𝙰𝚟𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 (𝟷𝟸𝟿):

Ikemen Villains: Wiliam; Harrison; Liam; Elbert; Alfons; Roger; Jude; Ellis; Victor

Ikeseries MCs: Mitsuki (Ikevamp); Alice (Ikerev); Mai (Ikesen); Emma (Ikepri); NEW: Kate (ikevil)

Ikemen Prince: Leon; Chevalier; Yves; Nokto; Licht; Jin; Luke; Clavis; Rio; Sariel; Gilbert; Keith; Silvio NEW: Cyran/Cyril; Kagari; Matthias

Ikemen Vampire: Napoleon(pls); Leonardo; Mozart; Arthur; Vincent; Theo; Isaac; Jean; Dazai; Sebastian; Comte; Shakespeare; Vlad; Faust; Charles; Drake; Galileo

Ikemen Revolution: Lancelot; Ray; Jonah; Fenrir; Edgar; Sirius; Kyle; Luka; Zero; Seth; Blanc; Oliver; Loki; Harr; Mousse; Dalim; Dean; Levie

Ikemen Sengoku: Nobunaga; Masamune; Shingen; Hideyoshi; Mitsuhide; Kanetsugu; Ieyasu; Mitsunari; Yukimura; Sasuke; Kenshin; Kenyo; Ranmaru; Motonari; Keiji; Kicho; Yoshimoto

Midnight Cinderella: Alyn; Giles; Louis; Leo; Byron; Nico; Albert; Robert; Rayvis; Sid

NEW: Ikemen Genjiden: Minamoto no Yoritomo

NEW: CONSOLE OTOMES:

Shuuen no Virche/Virche Evermore: Ceres; Scien; Ankou; Yves; Adolphe; Lucas; Mathis; Jean; Capucine; Hugo; Dahut

Piofiore no Banshou/Piofiore Fated Memories: Yang; Dante; Liliana; Gilbert; Nicola; Orlok; Leo; Oliver; Rui; Yuan

Cupid Parasite: Lynette; Claris; Gill; Allan; Ryuki; Shelby; Raul; Owen; Peter

Variable Barricade: Ichiya; Taiga; Hibari; Shion; Nayuta; Kasuga

🎀 Have fun requesting!! I can't wait to see what you put in my askbox!! 🎀

[rjthirsty]

I said a few days, but I was inspired. Update for Yves.

[9/2] Yves done.

The finishing touches were finally done on your super special tea party that you’d been preparing for all morning. Yves had been busy with work, which was perfect for you to be able to take over the kitchen and concoct some desserts that would make the announcement even more fun. What could be more fun than taking all your favorite pastries and turning them into baby-sized foods? Tea cakes? Now petit. Scones? Why not mini? Anything full sized could be made into something smaller.

Now set up, you take an appreciative look around and smile happily at your accomplishments. Just in time, too. Yves walked regally through the gardens, his blond hair shining as brightly as the golden sun. He was smiling, and you loved the way his blue eyes looked when his cupid lips were pulled into such a happy smile.

Quickly greeting him, you pull him to the settee and sit beside him, the both of you turned at an angle to face each other so you can share about your day so far. And of course, you have the BIG NEWS. His attention lands on the baby version of desserts.

“Did a new pattasier open up? I’ve never seen food so dainty before. What is this? A tiny cake?”

“Ah, no. I made them!” You happily explain.

“They’re really cute!” Yves exclaims while marveling at your skills.

“They are, aren’t they? They’re kind of baby-sized bundles of sweets, don’t you think?” You really can’t help yourself, it’s too hard to keep your excitement hidden.

It wasn’t like the two of you had been trying for a family, and honestly, the topic had never come up, but Yves was such a wonderful man that you knew he’d be perfect as a father. You’d seen him interact with kids many times from the various orphanage works you two did. And while you knew his mother passed during childbirth, and that sting still hurt from time to time, she was never in good health anyways according to Yves, so it wasn’t a surprise labor was too difficult for her.

“I suppose you could say that.” Yves contemplated the question while gracefully lining a plate with bite-sized bits. “What sparked the idea?”

Of course now that it was time to say something, you suddenly felt silly for the big display. Twisting your hands in your lap, your cheeks heating up, you turn your eyes to the food and stumble over your words. “W-well… you know… it-um… it was supposed to be a theme I kind of thought of to share some news.”

Yves stopped moving. You could feel him staring at you. Did he understand? Was he happy? It was hard to tell because you weren’t looking at him. “A theme?”

You brought your hands up to your cheeks, ready to hide behind them as you tried to cool your face down. “Yeah. A baby theme.”

Finally, you glance at Yves through cracked fingers and he’s staring wide-eyed, it suddenly dawning on him what you were trying to get across. His eyes glistened as they grew watery, and before you can even guess how he’d take the news a grin stretched from ear to ear as tears began to roll down his cheeks.

“You’re having a baby?” He says in disbelief, but you know that there’s so much happiness in that expression and so much love he has in his heart for you.

“We’re having a baby.” You answer.

A small sob escapes him before he starts laughing, throwing his arms around you and covering you in kisses that are wet with tears.

"I'm Pregnant" with IkePri

We've seen how dating, their first time, and engagement proposals pan out, but what Cybird will never deliver to us is that pivotal moment that MC tells one of the LIs that she's expecting.

This is just my idea of how it will work out with each suitor. MC is AFAB, and all suitors are AMAB. Obvious mentions of pregnancy lie ahead. Just a fun little exercise to test out drabbles. 

[7/21] Jin, Chevalier, and Gilbert done

Jin is the king of pulling out, but somewhere along the line, he slipped up and it resulted in nothing so he started to get lax. Somewhere along the line, you two stopped worrying about it. More times than not he still denies you the creampie that it turns out he enjoys seeing seep out of you. But now you're late, and maybe you two should have been more vigilant.

Jin

It's hard to find the words. You confirmed it with a physician, and you know you need to tell him, but having a baby with a commoner churns up trauma for Jin, and you're afraid he'll turn you out.

He's worried. You have never looked so ashen. When you said you needed to talk, he dropped everything to give you time. His large hand palms your cheek. He dips down to look into your eyes. And in a voice that has helped you through countless times he says “Whatever it is, it'll be okay.”

“I'm pregnant.” You finally manage. 

Shock leaves him wide-eyed in surprise. It takes him a moment to zip through the thoughts that spring into his mind - a million possibilities, questions, and outcomes on what he'd do if this day had ever come. Then a grin lights up his face and you almost miss it as he wraps his arms around you and lifts you off the ground to hug tightly to him, spinning around from the sheer joy of having a child with you.

He's better than his father. And you're not his mother. And the world is a different place with the two of you together. He's more excited than you thought he'd be. He talks to your stomach even before the child can hear him. He wants to princess carry you everywhere. And he introduces you as the mother of his children.

Chevalier

The way Chev looked at you after you told him the news was chilling - not because it was his icy stare that had silenced rooms and struck fear in children, but because you had never seen him… scared. He was scared. The news was not happily recieved as you thought it would be.

As the two of you prepared for bed and you talked of your day, you broke the news with excitement and turned to see him stunned and staring. “Chevalier?” You called to him. His eyes cut from your belly to your face.

“It's okay. You're not a beast, and I'm not afraid of you.” Attempting to soothe his worries, you moved closer and slowly snuggled into his chest. “I'd be lucky to have a child just like you, because you're an amazing man.”

He relaxed in your arms, his own arms surrounded you as he dropped his chin to put his lips on your head. “I'd rather have a child like you who can love someone like me. You may never understand him if he's like me.”

“But I don't need to to love him.”

From that day forward, Chevalier dove into reading about medical studies and other literature on pregnancy, labor, and delivery. He stated checking up on you more often and bringing you all sorts of items said to help with pregnancy issues. He would have delivered your child himself except thankfully Clavis helped you talk him out of it. There are some things you'd rather he not be in the middle of.

Gilbert

“Do you want me to tell him?” Walter asked, a serious note in his voice.

“No. I want him to hear it from me.”

You knew the news of family was not a joyous thing in Obsidian. Especially for Gilbert. The land of deceit and decay, where families had murdered families for generations. Where the Emperor carried the sins of the Obsidian line that had wrought death and bloodshed countless times across this kingdom and others.

Gil had wanted to end it. To stop his line from continuing. And here you were, pregnant with his child. He wouldn't hurt you you were certain, but he might actually lock you up this time in order to prevent anybody else from hurting you. He could if he wanted. But living like that would leave everyone unhappy.

In order to prevent another bed-chaining, you visit him in his study. Before you made it two steps inside the room, he stood from his chair and moved towards you, worry clouding his face. He felt your anxiety. Something was not right with you, and he knew it.

“I'm fine,” you assured him as he quickly looked you over. “I just… have something to tell you.”

Gil's perfect smile covered up his momentary worry. “Surely, no one has bothered my little rabbit. Yet your heart is racing like the day we met.”

“No, no one has bothered me.” You step closer to him and wrap your arms around him, trapping him in place. With a lean of your back, you lock onto his single red eye to show how serious you are, and plainly explain, “I'm pregnant.”

His hands fly out, snatching you close to him as he squeezed you against his chest, holding onto you like you might somehow slip away if he were to let go. This is not the first time he has done this. You brace against him, giving him at least a few seconds of his desperate hugging before it begins to feel like he'll crush you. It always goes like this. 

“Gil! Gilbert, please. I can't breathe.”

He relinquished you, and as you gasped lungfuls of air, he scooped you up and strode out the door. “Wait! Gil! Where are we going?”

You were used to the palace by now that you knew he was headed towards his bedroom. Even if he didn't answer, you could already see how this was going to go. “Put me down! I am not going to be locked up and hidden away. That is not how you treat people you love.”

“Do you presume you can order me around?”

“No, but if you do this, I will never forgive you.”

Gilbert slowed his steps and came to a stop. In his eye you could see emotion wavering, and while you hadn't learned how to read him as well as he knew how to read you, you had learned to see the different sides of him that he only shared with you. 

“Now,” you began calmly, “I'll make some tea, and we can talk about this. At a table. With no shackles or rope.”

“I’m so weak to your requests. At least let me lock the doors so no one can bother us.”

“You can lock the doors if I get the key to them during our talk.”

Gilbert's biggest fear is losing someone he loves. He recognizes he has desires to control and cage MC to keep her safe from others, but he also knows those desires are not acceptable. He's at the mercy of his emotions, and despite being a genius, he often acts on whims, especially relating to MC. I'd love to explore this further. See how far we can push him.

[keithsandwich]

Ask WIP game

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

- Enchanted pt. 3

- Massage fic pt. 2 😭😭😭

- Keith and Maeve's story since the beginning

- Wedding party (not theirs)

- Kinktober idea #1

- Kinktober idea #2

- Kinktober idea #3

- Drabbles. The old school kind of drabbles (100 or 200 words)

Fair warning 1: most of them are more ideas than wips, but talking about them might be helpful to motivate me to write them. So if you're interested in any, send ask 🥹

Fair warning 2: They're all Keith (and Maeve, besides one with Bea and Yves). It's already hard enough for me to write about my obsessions, writing other characters or pairings only happens in special occasions.

I'm beyond happy that you remembered me, @scummy-writes !!! Thank you so much for the tag! 🫂

Tagging, no pressure: @bicayaya @lorei-writes @candied-boys @bakersgrief @fang-and-feather @queengiuliettafirstlady @citrusmornings @welp-back-on-my-bs

[chirp-a-chirp]

Ikemen Prince: An Icy Treat*

*Apparently September 22 is National Ice Cream Cone Day, so here’s a few ice cream-inspired drabbles

…

Jin and Nokto

Jin’s Favorite Flavor: Butter Pecan

Nokto’s Favorite Flavor: Rum Raisin

…

Emma: Wow, Jin really likes his ice cream. He’s eating two cones at once! Wait—does he always eat his ice cream with cherries on top?

Nokto: *Smiles* He’s imagining they’re a pair of boobs.

Emma: …of course.

Clavis

Clavis’s Favorite Flavor: ???

…

Clavis: Your dessert, my lovely accomplice! *Hands Emma a dripping waffle cone with google-eyes, filled with ice cream(?) that looks like a pack of lumpy crayons melted into crude spheres*

Emma: …

Clavis: You’re speechless with delight!

Emma: I didn’t realize chocolate could come in so many colors.

Clavis: A happy accident!

Emma: And the cone is glowing…

Clavis: That’s intentional!

*Maids come running out of the kitchen, screaming*

Emma: Why is there smoke coming out of the kitchen?!

Clavis: An intentional accident!

Leon and Sariel

Leon’s Favorite Flavor: Maple Bacon Bourbon

Sariel’s Favorite Flavor: Black Licorice

…

Leon: *Slides super fast down the banister of the palace stairs with two ice cream cones in hand*

Leon: I got your favorite flavor Emma! Though you taste much sweeter than any dessert. *Grins and hands Emma a cone*

Emma: Ummm, Leon? There’s no ice cream in here.

Leon: Huh?

Sariel: AHEM. *Sariel clears his throat*

*Leon and Emma turn to find Emma’s missing ice cream all over Sariel’s face and clothes*

Leon: Guess I have to get a replacement cone in town, haha! Time to make our escape! *Takes Emma’s hand and flees the palace*

Clavis Victims Club

Yves’s Favorite Flavor: Strawberry

Licht’s Favorite Flavor: Birthday Cake

Keith’s Favorite Flavor: Mint Chocolate Chip

Cyran’s Favorite Flavor: Anything not made by Clavis (or Red Velvet)

…

Keith: Ah, this ice cream tea party was a wonderful idea.

Licht: It’s very peaceful. And quiet.

Cyran: Almost TOO quiet.

Clavis: *Springs from out of the bushes* Who wants extra special sprinkles on their ice cream?!?!

Keith/Licht/Yves: AAAAAH!

Yves: Why are the sprinkles exploding?!

*Yves ducks behind a chair, Keith dives under a table, and Licht brings out his sword*

Cyran: *Mutters to himself* This is better than eating the sprinkles at least…

[loganlermanstanaccount]

6K Followers Event - PRESS PLAY

Thank you all for 6k subs! It means the world to me that people enjoy my fics enough to give such consistent support - I really, really couldn't have done it without y'all ❤️❤️

To celebrate 6k, I will be taking requests (for fics/ drabbles based on songs! cuz it's fun lmfao) and writing a part 2 to at least one of my oneshots. This event will be in two parts: Requests and Voting!

(Main Masterlist) (Event Masterlist)

Requests

- Send me a request based on a song!

Tape 1, Side A: love, love, love,

(listen here)

my favourite straight-up love songs

tracklist

track 01: My Kind of Woman // Mac DeMarco

track 02: Daze // Steve Lacy

track 03: We Might Even Be Falling in Love // Victoria Monet

track 04: Romanticist // Yves Tumor

track 05: Amor Prohibido // Selena

track 06: Crush On You // Lil' Kim

track 07: Baby, This Love I Have // Minnie Riperton

track 08: Seaforth // King Krule

track 09: Fraulein // Chuck Berry

track 10: Pilot Jones // Frank Ocean

track 11: La Ciruela // Nico Play

Tape 1, Side B: ...and other stories.

(listen here)

angsty, heart-wrenching; songs that tell a different story about love.

tracklist

track 01: Lover, You Should've Come Over // Jeff Buckley

track 02: Baby Blue // King Krule

track 03: King // Dreamer Isioma

track 04: Shot My Baby // Daniel Caesar

track 05: Mojo Pin // Jeff Buckley

track 06: Jonny // Faye Webster

track 07: Seigfried // Frank Ocean

track 08: Carry Me Out // Mitski

track 09: No Me Queda Mas // Selena

track 10: Show You A Body // Haley Henderickx

Rules for Requests:

- You must: send in a song, from the tracklist or otherwise. I'm happy to take song requests and add to the tracklist - all I ask is that it fits the "vibe" of either Side A or Side B.

- You must: Specify which tape side, A or B. To clarify: Side A: fluff, mild angst with a happy ending, all about love! Side B: heavy angst, hurt / comfort, happy ending or otherwise.

I tried to pick songs with potential for different stories - so give my playlists a listen to understand the "vibes" and also cuz I spent so so long creating them, I'm begging y'all 😭

- You must: Provide an x reader pairing! I mainly write for Miguel O'Hara, Joel Miller and Finnick Odair, but I'm more than happy to write other pairings - check tags for the fandoms I'll write.

- Other than that, be as specific or vague as you'd like. Give me a specific line from the song, a trope / prompt, etc etc. or don't! go crazy lmfao.

- NSFW is allowed for either category, please specify, but as always: 18+ for those kind of requests.

- Most of these will be drabbles, around 500 words or so; but I tend to get carried away with prompts so no promises 🤞

- I will write as many that catch my eye, with a few of my own ideas as well :)

(i am still taking other requests, but prioritising the ones for this follower event for the time being)

Voting

Please vote for a oneshot of mine that you'd like to see a part 2 of! This does not mean I won't write a second part for the other fics at all, it just tells me what to prioritise.

(Main Masterlist) (Event Masterlist)

I already have some stuff planned, but please give me some time to write all of this up – unfortunately, I am a slow writer with a whole ass job. This will be an ongoing event, just a little project I will chip away at.

Reblogs are appreciated, thanks everyone!

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Fanfiction

Be Still, My Queen (NSFW)

Tempting the Beast (NSFW)

Making the Morning Worthwhile (NSFW)

Marking You as Mine (NSFW)

Adorably Awkward

Want A Bite?

A Hundred Thousand Roses (NSFW)

My Queen

A Crown for Your King (NSFW)

The Tiger Cares

The Glasses Stay On (NSFW)

Pas de Deux

The King's Command

Just a Dream

Just Another Day

Crash Into Me (NSFW)

A Rare Treat

Torment (NSFW)

Stay

Season of Change

The Queen's Command

What a Difference a Year Makes

Kiss From a Rose

She is Mine

Twist of Fate

Read to Me

Happily Ever After

The Morning After (NSFW)

More Than Words

Take My Breath Away (NSFW)

My Yellow Rose

It Was You

No Regrets

Finally (NSFW)

Chasing Fireflies

In Your Eyes

His Human Heart

Fall on Me

A New Day

Sugar and Spice

The Exchange

Run Away With Me

Family

The Little Things

Drabbles

five more minutes

not yet

grief

bathing

fever

scars & souvenirs

white day

marks

Chats

A Trip to Wonderland (IkeRev x IkePri)

The One Where Belle Invites the Suitors to a Picnic (Licht, Gilbert, Sariel, Clavis, Chevalier, Jin)

Headcanons

What kind of undies do the princes wear? (Act 1 Suitors)

Women's Lingerie - Do they wear it and what would they wear? (ALL)

Suitors react when MC gifts them a plushie of their crest animal - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Suitors React to a Sick MC - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Sariel)

Jealous Princes - Part 1 (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Rio)

Suitors Reaction to Finding a Toy in Your Room (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke, Rio, Gilbert)

Children's Books (Chevalier, Clavis)

Dream Wedding (Chevalier, Gilbert)

Grocery Shopping (Chevalier, Gilbert)

MC Reacts to Fight with Suitor (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Kisses (Gilbert, Keith, Silvio)

Suitors as Vampires Biting MC for the First Time (Chevalier, Gilbert, Keith, Silvio)

Suitors React to Finding Out Belle is Pregnant (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Jin, LIcht, Sariel)

Chevalier Michel with a Lovey Dovey MC

Taking Suitor's Gloves Off (Gilbert, Rio, Chevalier)

How the Suitors React to an Unexperienced Belle (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Jin)

Suitors Reactions to an MC Who Gets Lost Easily (Yves, Nokto, Chevalier, Clavis)

Suitors Reactions to Attending a Baseball Game (Chevalier's Faction)

Suitors React to an MC with an Eating Disorder/Body Dysmorphia (Leon, Chevalier, Clavis)

Chevalier with a Pregnant MC

Halloween with the Princes (Chevalier, Clavis, Nokto, Luke)

Suitors Reactions to a Ticklish MC (Chevalier, Yves, Licht)