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imaginesforeons · 8 days
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ohhh a crumb of yandere gojo PLEASE 😩
Omg so sorry for disappearing. I suddenly had an onset of health problems that got so bad I even had to go into emergency surgery. I'm better now though! Requests for my page are now CLOSED, though I will be answering all the people who already asked me when they were open. But no guarantees with how fast lmao.
One more thing, what do you guys think about me taking commissions? I feel like I'd be able to, and there's enough stuff on my page for people to know what they'd be getting. Let me know in the comments or DM me.
Yandere!Gojo x Reader with an unknown, powerful jujutsu
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~Something snaps inside you, primal and unknown. Unfortunately, you aren't the only one that witnesses this~
CW: Past kidnapping. Yandere Gojo, but he's actually super chill compared to his usual self lmao.
WC: 1149
Buy me a coffee?
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“C’mon, just a little bit. You can trust me, can’t you?”
A muscled arm wrapped around your waist, dragging your stiffening body closer. Blue eyes peered at you from over black sunglasses, shining with mirth.
“I really can’t do it, Gojo, I swear. Please, just let me go.”
You leaned as far away from him as possible, which, from your position on the couch, wasn’t very far at all. The man had you literally and metaphorically cornered, squished into the corner of the sofa with his hand firmly on your hip. You tried to ignore his fingers, idly tapping an unknown rhythm against your skin, but you felt each digit like a brand. Squirming, you tried to edge away, just a few inches so you weren’t pressed flush against his side. Gojo only grinned, flashing impossibly white teeth at you as his hand flexed, pulling you in until you were practically in his lap. You froze.
His smile only grew bigger. “I think we both know that’s a lie. Hell, the missing person case speaks for itself.”
You felt your stomach drop. The missing person case. The missing person case you had caused. Just yesterday, your life had been achingly normal, something you now craved. It was your day off, and you decided to use the time to catch up on errands. When it happened, you were at a bank depositing a check when, out of nowhere, a creature had risen smoothly out of the ground like it was water, not the rock solid masonry that the bank was made of. You had only gaped uselessly, staring at the thing that had too many limbs and eyes that were more human than beast as it loomed over you. No one else seemed to notice, except for a single man. He was nondescript, with dark hair, plain features, and a grey suit that made his complexion more sallow than it really was. You thought he was an employee. Thought.
When he saw you staring, he snarled a short command at the monster, then he and it both dove at you. That was when everything broke out into pandemonium. All at once, an alarm was set off, people started screaming, and the skylight above you and the man shattered, raining stained glass down around you and your attackers. You thought it was a robbery. If only it was that simple.
Screaming, all you could do was throw your arms up and wait for impact, but nothing came. Finally, you dared to lower your arms, only to be met with a man with shockingly white hair. Amongst all the panicking bankers and customers, he was the eye of the storm; calm, still. Then, slowly, he pulled up part of the bandages covering his eyes, revealing one. When you saw it, you gasped. He grinned at your reaction, a boyish type of smile that in any other situation would have made your heart flutter, but the hunger behind it instead made your stomach drop.
Before you could blink, he had you wrapped in his arms, their strength like that of a steel trap. The last thing you heard before everything went black was, you would later find out, his voice.
“Well, isn’t this interesting?”
You had woken up in those same arms, and when you realized you started to cry, inconsolable even as your kidnapper gently shushed you.
You whimpered at the memory, at the thought of the man at the bank who, yes, may have tried to attack you, but he was still a person. He was still missing. Missing because of you, if Gojo was to be believed.
“I- I didn’t mean to,” you stuttered. “I had never even met him before then. Why would I want to hurt-”
“Sato Isamo,” Gojo interrupted, waving his hand. “The salaryman turned curse-user after power was promised to him, yada yada. Same old shit. He doesn’t matter, I would’ve offed him if you hadn’t gotten to him first-” you felt your stomach drop at such deadly words said so casually “-what really matters is you.”
Suddenly, his hands were holding your face, so big that they almost wrapped around the entirety of your skull. His eyes bore into yours, and even though every instinct in you screamed to look away, you couldn’t, prey caught in the stare of the predator.
“You did something amazing back there.” Gojo’s eyes were glowing, lit by something deep and primal inside him. “Not even I can disappear a man in the blink of an eye without any effort, but you did. You wiped him off the face of the fuckin’ earth to somewhere even my six eyes can’t see, and I want to see you do it again.”
A thumb brushed over the apple of your cheek. It took all you had not to shiver.
“I never thought I was a patient man until I saw you. We’ll wait as long as it takes, but you’ll never escape me until I get to see your technique again.”
He was insane, you thought. Nothing else could explain the glazed look on his face or the way his body trembled finely against yours. This man was more dangerous to you than that monster at the bank ever was.
“And after that you’ll let me go?” you asked. Begged was more accurate, with the way your voice cracked over the last word.
For just a split second, his eyes changed, shifting from blue summer sky to deep ocean depths. “We’ll see,” was all he said, then his eyes flickered back to their radiant glow. “But until then, I’m not letting you out of my sight. We’ll go to the Asahikawa estate, you’ll love it.”
For a moment, you thought your hearing had failed you. “W-what,” you were barely able to stammer out. “But that’s miles away. I have a job here. A family.”
Gojo only shrugged. “People like them don’t matter. You’re better off sticking with your own kind.” He winked down at you. “Like me, for example.”
You could only stare at him, mouth agape. Gojo only smiled back at you, and it was all you could do not to scream. Instead, you did the next best thing, diving wildly from his grasp. Behind you, you heard a delighted laugh before arms that were already starting to feel familiar wrapped around your waist.
You shrieked, thrashing, but all Gojo did was scoop you up, holding you to his chest like some sort of disobedient pet. Nothing you did broke his hold, so finally, after fighting out all your energy, you could only slump against him in a panting, sweaty mess. The white haired man smiled down at you, and that was when you finally broke, tears leaking from your eyes as he pressed his forehead to yours.
“We’ll figure this out, no matter how long it takes,” he said. “Together.”
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ghcstao3 · 4 months
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OMG I NEED YOU TO WRITE THE NEIGHBOURS GHOSTSOAP FIC PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU PLEASE PLEASE PL
(part 1)
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Ghost wakes up to the sound of someone knocking on his front door—to which he feels the need to frown at, because he hadn’t been expecting any visitors.
When he grumpily swings open the door to find John on the other side, his irritation subsides, just a little.
“Mornin’!” John greets, his grin far too bright for—Ghost lifts his wrist and squints down at his watch—nine in the morning. “Brought you something. Or, well. My Mam made them so I could bring you—“
Ghost raises a tired hand to wag his finger and point at the container in John’s hands, asking in lazy movements, “What is it?”
“Oh!” John blinks. He thrusts the container into Ghost’s unoccupied hand, and somehow his smile grows tenfold. “Tattie scones. Wasn’t sure what you might like, so. Went with something simple.”
Ghost squints at John a moment, before swallowing a yawn as he offers a mumbled thank you and pries open the lid. He holds it out to John, but he just shakes his head.
“I have my own. Just wanted to apologize for the noise.”
Ghost nods, stuffs a scone in his mouth, closes the lid. He then steps aside and gestures for John to enter the flat because he supposes it’s courtesy, and if he’s making tea for one he may as well offer for another.
John follows with a shrug.
“Tea?” Ghost asks. Then pauses, considering, before he scrunches his nose and signs instead, “Coffee?”
John barks a laugh, shaking his head again. “I won’t force you to make coffee if you hate it. Just water, if that’s okay?”
Ghost obliges, traversing his kitchen as John sits politely at the island. He feels eyes on his back all the while he fetches the water and puts on a kettle, but for once Ghost doesn’t feel unnerved by the sensation. In fact, dare he say he feels almost… comforted.
They sit in silence a while as the water boils and even a while after, nothing more than the shriek of the kettle to break it, and Ghost’s quiet compliments to John’s mother for the scones.
After a few tentative sips of tea and a refill for John, Ghost ventures to begin signing a question that had plagued him since meeting his neighbour.
He only mouthes the words as he signs, rediscovering that comfort in silent communication that he’d had to abandon in his retirement if only for not having anyone left to share it with.
“How did you…” Ghost pauses, wincing slightly as he questions, “…have you always been deaf?”
John’s smile has since dimmed considerably, though it’s no less friendly. He only uses sign for about half of what he says, and if Ghost could guess, it’s likely a clashing mix of habits.
“Not always,” John says. “I was in the military. Specialized in demolitions, got too close to an explosion, though my hearing was already shite by then. Had to retire early, but so is life, I guess.”
Ghost smiles weakly. “We’re not so different, then.”
John’s eyebrows knit together with curiosity, so Ghost takes the invitation to continue. Normally, he doesn’t think he’d ever be so open with a near complete stranger—but sharing that background, somehow it seems… easier.
He knows Price would be a right smug bastard about this if he knew.
“Also military. Retired from injury. Knee is fucked.”
John snorts. “I’m sure that’s one way of putting it.”
Ghost shrugs. They fall back into comfortable, companionable silence until John announces he should go, he does have work to attend to.
“What do you do?” Ghost can’t help but wonder.
“Boring office stuff from home,” John tells him. “Art commissions on the side, if I’m up to it. You?”
Ghost huffs. “Working on it,” he mutters. He doesn’t particularly care for John knowing about that.
The man seems to understand anyway, but says nothing of it. He just thanks Ghost again for the company, Ghost thanks him for the scones, and they bid each other a good rest of their day.
It’s weird—as Ghost hears John’s door shut across the hall, he finds he already misses his presence.
Maybe he should dig up some of his mum’s old recipes and return the favour. It’s definitely not an excuse, or anything like that, just… friendly neighbour activities.
Yeah. That’s all it is.
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princesssmars · 10 months
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an ellabs x black!streamer!reader
some times your viewers expect you're in a relationship, and one time you spell it out clearly for them.
wc : 1.860
contains : reader is feminine ! the picture is more lightskin but all shades can read <333 ltlvc reference
a/n : coming up with chat usernames is so hard what the fawk??? but yeah while i ignore trolls the ones under these tags were pissing me off so i wrote this for my fellow black girlies <333 i hope u enjoy :)
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lets get one thing out of the way, you loved being a streamer. now that you had a good following of a few thousand regular watchers, you were more than financially stable, got to do something you enjoyed as a job, and even made a few new streaming friends.
but when it came to those friends, every content creator knew simple friendships could stir up drama. you had heard of many cases of friendships being strained or ruined because of this job. more specifically because of the fans.
which is why you took an oath to leave finer details like relationships out of your work. if you did tell a story about that time you and your friends nearly got kicked out of a local mall's journey's, you would keep descriptions of friends brief and blank, even resorting to calling people "friend number one, friend number two..."
luckily most of your fans were more than understanding that you wanted to keep some of your life private.
most of them.
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case one : the first p.o. box
it was another po box opening stream you decided to start early in the day, wanting to show and appreciate chat with the things they got for you.
lululemonsz : babe i hope its a new keyboard urs is on a iv drip !
wariolover96 : open it open the box OPEN IT
shelovedantee : damn is there a bomb in it hurry up
you laughed looking at all the people in chat begging you to open the current package in your hand.
"everybody chill out. look, im gonna open the first one now."
you quickly got a pair of scissors to cut off the packing tape on both ends, hurrying to pull the cardboard from its place.
the chat started speeding up when your mouth fell open in shock, slowly reaching in and pulling out the keyboard. it was sleek, mechanical, and your favorite color.
biiiigpoo : omg isnt that thing like $250?
lululemonsz : this as the first gift is CRAZY
ilovestardewmc1237 : one of your viewers is in love with you
you couldn't even respond, turning the keyboard over and back again to admire the details of it. out of the corner of your eye you spot a little yellow sticky note at the bottom, bringing it up to read it without letting the camera see. once you got to the end, your eyes widened and you quickly moved on to the next gifts.
but the light reflecting from your window and monitor was enough for chat to see a few letters on the note. after that, your fandom quickly began talking of a person named "A" who had not only the money to get you crazy expensive keyboards, but was also able to fluster you with a small note.
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case two : the search history.
every so often, your mods would host little events on your stream. these could include giveaways, shitty chat therapy, and little games for everyone to play. today it was a challenege : the more bits people donated, the crazier stuff you had to do for them. it was all pretty tame, and the end goal was one you didnt think you'd manage to hit.
never doubt the power of charisma and a pretty face, because after only three hours you manged to reach that two thousand dollar mark, and chat was raving at what you'd have to reveal next : your search history.
ariagatorr : damn this lowkey invasive 💀
devonchcgo22 : and we dont give a fuck
plantsnparsnip : right open that shit up
"i hate yall, do you know that? like genuinely." you groaned, slowly movied your mouse to open your chrome history.
there wasn't much for chat to bully you about thankfully, just some light teasing about how much you use pinterest and asking what it was you bought on etsy. and just when you thought you were done, someone had to open their big damn mouth.
pian0picass0 : wait a minute why did you open ellies stream THREE times ????
chat started moving faster as they read the comment, everyone asking you to open the stream and show them what was going on. sucking your teeth and denying them as you had shown them what they wanted!
after quickly wrapping up the stream and giving your thanks and goodbyes, a portion of viewers went on a manhunt for any ellie who was streaming at the moment.
once clicking on the stream, they found it was just a casual stream with ellie. she was obviously pretty, but was super laid-back in her jeans and converse as she strummed some songs on her guitar.
"oh hey, welcome to the stream i guess. any requests? i was gonna practice some radiohead because my friend asked for it."
pian0picass0 : hey ellie! do you know who (y/u) is by any chance?
"'sup casso. uhhhh no i dont think i do. did she send yall over here? maybe ill check her channel out."
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case three : the enhanced dm's
"everybody shut the fuck up and lets start this stupid thing."
this was it, one of your biggest streams of the year. and also the most fun. and most aggravating.
the gist was simple. you and 5 other streamers were thrown into a discord call and whoever lasted the longest through the sleep deprivation and challenges won a heap of cash.
what the hell was it with you getting screwed over by challenges?
it didn't seem that bad. the host, a close friend of yours, told you to share your screen so everyone could decide something to tweet from your twitter.
now, your friends in the call didn't notice what was on your screen when you shared it, and if they did they didn't say anything. but never doubt the perseverance of your crazy ass viewers, because one took the liberty to see exactly what you were saying in that split second they could see your dm's, because they swore they knew that profile picture...
abby : don't worry you'll do fine
abby : you're not gonna get embarrassed by any of the challenges
abby : i hope
y/n : seriously
abby : come onn you know i'm rooting for you &lt;3
y/n : aww thanks bee
abby : yup. for the whole event i'm gonna be your personal cheerleader ^3^
y/n : oooo you gonna put on a uniform for me?
abby : don't push it.
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case four : the voice chat slip up
at this point, there was no point in acting like you didn't know the two streamers.
the first was abby. mostly posted fitness, health, and lifestyle videos on youtube, but would occasionally go live on twitch to talk with her fans or stream herself working out at the gym.
(you may or may not have admitted live that you found her by watching a few of her workout streams. whoops.)
and then there was ellie, a gaming streamer who was known for being chill and quiet when playing music but as loud as a plane engine when playing cs:go. don't even get her started on cod.
but luckily you'd manage to convince her to play some games with you on your latest stream! some stardew, maybe some overcooked. even if she kept burning all of the damn food.
leave it to ellie williams to always surprise you, though.
when you hear the du-dum of the discord join noise, your face lights up and your mouth opens to greet ellie before she beats you to it.
"ok, babe, which game we playin first?"
to make a long story shot, your chat went ballistic and you gave a stern talking to the red head after the stream ended.
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case five : the instagram post
most of the time you leave most of your notifications off to avoid your phone sounding like a constant alarm. but you're guessing your recent endeavor of babysitting your cute but horrifically grabby nephew screwed you over, because before you know it the sound of dozens on instagram notifications are waking you up and pushing your bonnet from where it slipped down your eyes before unlocking your phone.
at first it seems like a normal picture abby posted, standing in front of a mirror in her living room , flexing her arm and covered in a thin sheen of sweat after an apparent workout session. ever the show off.
but when you zoomed into a blip of color in the background, your eyes almost pop out of your head when you see it.
its you and ellie, you sitting in her lap while she showed you some stupid meme on her phone she said reminded her of you.
the post was only thirty minutes old but already had a few thousand comments, the previes of 'OMG?????' and "no fucking way" giving you a hint to what people were thinking.
you turned off your phone, tossed it back on the nightstand and went back to sleep.
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case six : the joint stream
y/nsstan69 : not an unscheduled stream ??? is it judgement day ???
onlycuntz : "ft surprise guest" girl we aren't stupid
you had to hide the smile from appearing on your face as you read through the comments of your chat. you knew some of them were probably smart enough to know what was going on. the three of you hadn't really been discrete in the days following abby's slip up post, and viewers jumped at the chance to point you out in the background of some of her workout videos. and to point out how you were staring at her.
assholes.
so, here you sat in the comfort of your cute gaming chair ready to tell chat the big news with your special guest.
"so, i bet some of you are wondering why im streaming off schedule, but i had something big in my personal life that i wanted to tell you guys! in a few minutes my gest should be here..."
your voice trailed off as you kept your eye on chat, seeing a bunch of comments that you werent expecting from this big announcement.
motionpickers : lmaooooo are they serious
lululemonsz : she's gonna be so pissed
you begin to turn around in your chair when two pairs of lips press a kiss to each of your cheeks.
"you guys are so unserious."
"and you are so bad at hiding things." ellie pulls up and extra chair and rolls it up to yours so her knees touch yours. she tugs your hand into hers to sit on her lap, ignoring when you pinch her with your nails.
"ignore her. we could tell what you were doing and figured we should all do it together," abby is on your other side, resting her hip on the arm of your chair. "so, go ahead. it's pretty obvious already."
"wow, thanks for the support you guys."
"anytime, hun."
uhuhstasia : i literally cant tell whos luckier
niatargaryen : IS ANYBODY ELSE FREAKNG OUT
ilovestardewmc1237 : is it appropiate to say i called this
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jj-nhlgirly · 1 year
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Paper Hearts:- Game Day
Luca Fantilli x F!Reader
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AN:- myself and @greazyfloz have decided to create a new series together, how will this work? I hear you ask, well it’s simple we will each take it in turns to publish a part for the series. This is part one, part two will be posted on @greazyfloz page so if you haven’t already GO AND FOLLOW 🫶🏼!!! We hope you enjoy! 🫶🏼
TW:- swearing🤷🏼‍♀️
Y/N pov
I woke up to a loud obnoxious beeping noise, groaning, I rolled over and shut off my alarm. I assume due to the lack of noise in the apartment that my roommate and self-proclaimed best friend Mia is still sleeping, I stretch and get out of bed heading to the bathroom to get ready for classes.
After freshening up, I walk out and head over to Mia's bedroom, shaking her awake. “Mia babes you need to get up, it's 7:30” I said as she shot up, “I’ll pack your bag as you shower” I added before walking to my room and heading for my closet. I reached for light wash ripped jeans, and one of my boyfriend Luca’s hoodies.
I packed my own bag before moving onto Mia’s, placing a granola bar and a mango celsius in knowing she wouldn’t have time for breakfast. As I waited for Mia I decided to check my phone, seeing a message from Luca.
From Luca❤️: Morning baby ❤️
To Luca❤️: Morning babe ❤️
From Luca❤️: what class do you have this morning?❤️
To Luca❤️: health sciences, what do you have? ❤️
From Luca❤️: sports and leadership ❤️
Before I could reply Mia appeared, “let’s go, I’ll drive” I said as I knew she wasn’t exactly a morning person. Climbing into the driver's seat, I connected my phone to the aux cable playing our playlist.
We arrived on campus 20 minutes later, parking in a space near the motorcycle parking as I usually did, I spotted Luca walking towards us. My smile instantly brightened as I climbed out of my car, Luca wrapped his arms around the small of my back squeezing me slightly. “Hey bubs I missed you” he greeted leaning down to kiss me, “mmm I missed you too” I mumbled against his lips.
We pulled away and Luca grabbed my bag from the back seat pulling it over his shoulder, he reached for my hand and we began walking to our classes. Luckily our first class was in the same building, so Luca dropped Mia and I off before heading to his class.
Class was pretty uneventful as usual, Mia copied my notes from the last lecture as she was sick. My phone vibrating in my pocket disrupted my focus, looking down I saw a text from Luca.
From Luca❤️: omg class is so boring today!! ❤️
To Luca❤️: right? It feels like it’s never ending! ❤️
From Luca❤️: is this the Friday you only have 2 classes? ❤️
To Luca❤️: yeah thank fuck, I think I’d pass away if I had anymore ❤️
From Luca❤️: 😂😂please don’t, wanna grab lunch before I have to train for the game?
To Luca❤️: yeah of course, my next class finishes at 11:30 ❤️
From Luca❤️: perfect I’ll see you then gorgeous 😘
To Luca❤️: can’t wait 😘
Looking up at the clock on the wall I realise we still have 25 minutes left.
~Time skip ~
The moment it hit 11:30 I was packing my stuff up and heading out of the classroom as quickly as possible. As I speed walk around the corner I come into contact with a hard chest knocking me over, I await for the impact of the floor but it never comes as I feel two arms steadying me.
“Woah Y/N/N think you’re falling for the wrong brother here” Adam laughs, my eyes shoot up as I pull out of his grip “oh hey Adam.”
Adam laughs again, “what’s got you rushing around?” He asks as we begin walking outside. “Just rushing to meet Lu, has he finished class yet?” I ask as Adam pulls the door open for me, I mumble a thank you.
“Erm I’m not sure, I had a different class second period. He shouldn’t be too much longer.” Adam replied, adjusting the bag on his shoulder.
“I’d stay but I’ve gotta run. Johnny and Rut wanna go for lunch before training” Adam waves as he walks away as I stand there waiting for Luca.
10 minutes later I see Luca walking out of the building, “hey bubs” I greet him with a kiss. “Hey love, sorry class ran over a little” Luca kisses my cheek and reaches for my hand.
“It’s ok Lu, are you hungry?” I looked up at him smiling, “I’m starving, where do you wanna go baby? My treat” Luca replied walking toward the strip of restaurants and bars not far from campus.
We arrived at a small diner decorated with blue and white stripes, walking in it was fairly quiet. Luca lead me to a small booth in the corner ushering me in first and slinging his arm across my shoulders as he sat.
Luca and I chatted mindlessly amongst ourselves as we waited for a waitress to come over. “There’s a party tonight at the sophomore house after the game tonight if you wanna come, you can ask Mia” Luca smiled at me, “ooo sounds fun, I’m sure she’ll be up for it. She’s had a pretty shitty week” I smiled back.
“Hey I’m Jenna, I’ll be your waitress today. Are you ready to order?” Jenna smiled at us both, I recognised her from one of my classes and she quickly became a good friend of mine, “oh Jenna hey, how have you been?” I asked.
Jenna looked a little confused until she realised who I was, “Y/N? Hi it’s been a while I’ve missed you girl” Jenna smiled a little brighter.
“I’ve been good, how have you been? There’s a party at soph house tonight if you wanna come with Mia and I” I offered, looking at Luca to check if it was ok, he smiled and nodded.
“Oh that sounds so fun! I finish here at 6, I don’t have any spare clothes with me though” Jenna frowned, “I’m sure between Mia and I we’ll find you something, swing by after work and get ready with us before the game” I smiled.
“Ok perfect, now what would you guys like to eat? I recommend our chocolate shakes” Jenna asked, “well I’ll have a chocolate shake and some fries” I smiled at the girl, Luca frowned at the menu in front of him.
“What’s up baby?” I asked, “I’m not sure what to get that won’t be so heavy on my stomach for training and the game” he said scanning the menu.
“Why don’t you get a soda and a chicken sandwich?” I suggested, Luca smiled and nodded. Jenna wrote our order and walked away leaving us to chat again.
“Do you have a spare jersey I can wear bubs? Mines in the wash” I asked Luca, “yeah I have a spare for you baby” he smiled and we began chatting about this and that.
After eating our food, and Luca paying even though I tried to pay, we headed out of the diner waving bye to Jenna. Luca and I walked back to campus, hand in hand, “are you nervous about the game tonight?” I asked him.
“A little MSU are our rivals after all” Luca laughed, “true but I know you’ll do amazing bubs” I smiled leaning up to kiss his cheek as we approached my car.
“I’ll drop off the jersey before I head to the game, I love you” Luca kissed me, “I love you too” I mumbled against his lips.
I climbed into my car and backed out of the space driving back to my apartment to finish some essays and homework.
6PM came around quicker than expected, I packed away my textbooks and stationery. I was just bending down to put my bag underneath my desk when I heard a knock on the front door, “I’ll get it” I heard Mia shout.
“Luca?” My head instantly shot up at the mention of my boyfriend's name. Standing up, I make my way to the front door.
“Hey babe” I greeted, as Mia walked back to her bedroom. Luca leaned forward giving me a quick peck on the lips, “hey angel, I’m just dropping off my jersey for you. I can’t stay long, Adams waiting for me outside” he explained, presenting me with said jersey.
“Mmm can’t wait to wear it, good luck bubs” I said as I took the jersey from his hands. I leaned up to give him another kiss for good luck. “Mmm I’ll see you later, I love you” Luca mumbled against my lips, “Mmm i love you too” I mumbled back.
Luca pulled away before turning to leave, I watched him walk away before closing the door and heading back to my bedroom. After a quick shower I decided to start on my makeup, doing my usual routine and listening to music. I got changed wearing black jeans, Luca’s jersey and a cropped black tank underneath it.
I plait my hair into two Dutch braids and spray my perfume before the door goes again, this time I go and answer seeing Jenna. “Hey girly, come in” I greet her with a hug before stepping aside, “hey hun, I’m not late am I?” Jenna questions.
“Not at all, lemme check my closet for a shirt for you to borrow” I said as Jenna followed me to my room. After scanning my closet I reached for a navy umich sweater that I DIY cut into a cropped sweater. “Here you can borrow this if you want” I handed it to Jenna and left the room to give her some privacy.
As Jenna was changing I knocked on Mia’s door, “Mia are you ready? We need to head out or we’ll be late” I shouted through the door. “Yeah just gimme one sec” Mia shouted back, before opening the door.
Jenna opened my door a minute later, we all headed out Jenna offering to drive. We arrived at Yost at 6:45 just in time to find our seats before puck drop.
Luca smiled as he saw me in front of the glass, waving, I smiled and waved back blowing him a kiss as he went back to concentrate on the game. The girls and I cheered along with a few of the other girls associated with the team.
By the time the third period ended the score was 4-3 to Umich, Mark scored 2 and Mackie scored 2 with the assist of Luca. Fourth period started shortly afterwards, Adam had the puck and was skating towards the MSU goal, a gasp escaped my mouth as I saw Adam being shoved up against the boards quickly falling to the ice, I held my breath hoping he’d get up. Luca skated towards his brother, pushing the MSU player away from him which quickly escalated into a fight between the two.
Part of me found it hot watching Luca fight, and part of me worried for him and Adam who was still laying on the ice. I stood up as I saw Luca knock the other player's helmet off, his own following shortly after. “Why aren’t they stopping it?” I asked no one in particular, “I don’t know Y/N/N” Mia replied.
I watched as another MSU player started laying punches into Luca from behind, I shouted out at no one in particular as I watched my boyfriend attempt to fight off two boys now, “SOMEONE FUCKING HELP HIM” I shouted at the boys on the ice, and it was as if Mark and Ethan heard me as they skate towards Luca. Mark threw a punch at one player as Ethan punched the other pulling him away from Luca.
The referee finally approached the boys, both MSU players being ejected from the game, Luca was as well. Mark and Ethan got a penalty each, and Adam finally got up and skated off the ice with medics on either side.
I sat back down, taking a deep breath before gathering my things, “I should go and calm Lu down” I explained to Mia who immediately nodded. “Go, go I’ll meet you later” Mia and Jenna nodded as I walked away.
I walked down to the locker room, I knocked on the door in case other people were in there, “come in” I heard Luca shout across the room. I pushed the door open, walking in and shutting it behind me. “Hey bubs” I cooed while walking to sit on the bench next to him, “hey love” Luca grumbled out still reaching across to kiss my cheek. I smiled at that, no matter how he was feeling Luca would always kiss me.
“You played so well superstar, I’m really proud of you” I praised him, “you’re proud I got thrown out of the game?” Luca grumbled again, “Well whilst that wasn’t an ideal move to make, you were protecting your brother and whilst I don’t wanna see you fight I must admit it was hot” I smirked as Luca shot his head back to look at me. “Oh really?” Luca smirked.
“Mhm, so fucking hot” I leaned forward to whisper in his ear, “but don’t go making it a habit Fantilli you hear me!” I scolded. “Yes ma’am, no fighting unless necessary” Luca saluted at me. I laughed, “mhm that’s what I like to hear, you wanna talk about it? The fight, because it seemed a little more than just Adam being knocked” I asked.
Luca sighed, “he’s been hounding me all night, throwing comments to rile me up” Luca shook his head. “What kinda comments?” I asked, intrigued.
Luca sighed again balling his hands into fists, “about you” he grumbled. “Me? What about me?” I was now confused. “About how I managed to pull a sweet piece of ass like you, and how pretty you’d sound in bed moaning his name instead of mine, calling you a fucking puck bunny. It fucking pissed me off” Luca spoke, his fists shaking. I quickly grabbed his hands, unclenching his fists and playing with his fingers.
“Lu, baby, he was just trying to get under your skin bubs. You pulled this sweet piece of ass as he so graciously said by being you, your incredible, caring, loving, thoughtful, handsome self and I love you so damn much. You’re the only one to hear me moan, and it will forever be your name” I reassured him, leaning over to kiss him, he immediately reciprocated holding my cheeks with his hands as mine wove into the hair at the nape of his neck. I didn’t care that his hair was still sweaty.
Luca started to deepen the kiss, swiping his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for access which I quickly granted, but before it could go any further we heard the sound of the boys coming down the hallway. Luca sighed pulling away, “I should probably head out now Lu, I’ll wait for you outside and we can head to the party together if you want? Jenna drove here” I explained as I leaned in to quickly peck him again.
“Mhm I’ll meet you outside babe, I won’t be too long. But Rut is taking us, Adam if he’s feeling up to it and Johnny” Luca mumbled against my lips. “That’s fine, I’ll let Mia and Jenna know” I smiled as I walked out the room, just as the boys rounded the corner. Rutger giving me a knowing look, I laughed at him before heading to wait by the opening of the hallway where the rest of the girls were waiting.
Approaching Mia and Jenna I smile, “Hey how’s Luca?” Mia asks. “He’s fine, calmed down now. Is it ok if I ride with him to the party? Or do you want me to ride with you two?” I ask not wanting the girls to feel like I’ve ditched them. “Girl we’ll be fine riding together, I know the address, just get us a drink ready if you get there before us” Mia teased laughing.
Jenna laughed as well, “yeah we’ll be fine, we’ll probably be following behind you anyways” she smiled reassuringly at me. After we’d sorted out travel we chatted to the other girls as we waited for the boys.
One by one the boys walked out of the locker room, Adam soon approached us. “Adam, are you ok?” Mia asked, “hey, I’m fine, just got a sprained wrist so I’ll be out for the next couple games” he replied.
“Aww Adam I'm sorry, that sucks” Jenna replied sympathetically, Adam shrugged “to be honest I was more worried about Luca” he said as he looked at me.
“I already spoke to him, he’s okay now. One of the MSU players was riling him up all game” I responded as Luca approached us, with Rutger and Johnny in tow.
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fr33ze-y0ur-br4in · 1 year
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Hey so I saw that your requests were open and you’d be open to do Khonshu stuff. I’m so excited because he’s like my go to but there’s not a ton of content to keep me fed so I’ll just as a simple fluff head canon stuff from you. I understand if you’re busy or whatnot so no rush, have a beautiful day!
.:*・°☆. Murder Bird My Beloved.:*・°☆.
My link list is here
Pairing: Khonshu x GN!Deity!Reader
Summary: general fluffy headcanons for Big Bird Khonshu dearest (includes backstory for “meeting” I suppose, maybe how you got together? (A/n: they kinda merged together), and then just general fluff stuff)
Warnings: it’s so much omg, Reader is god/goddess/deity of Promises and has a counterpart that’s the deity of Karma, GN!Reader, 2nd POV (“you” is used in reference to reader), Y/N not used, possible spoilers for Moon Knight, canon-divergent in most aspects, as usual probably cringey, also as usual should be POC friendly but if any descriptions of skin color are detailed please let me know so I can fix it, Reader’s godly form is said to have “eyes […] so golden they seem to reflect […] stars […]” but they have an unspoken human form that doesn’t have such specifics
Word Count: 1,134
Genre: headcanons, fluff
Beta/Proofread?: yep!
Notes: I told my friend to hear me out on Khonshu and she just sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose🧍listen I can eXPLAI- It started out so well but went down in quality in the second part ;-; Would anyone like to hear about what my OC that Reader is based of looks like cus I love how she’s designed
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How you met + Getting together:
Technically speaking, you had always known of each other’s existence, just rarely having spoken
Given that you are not part of the Ennead, you and your counterpart were not held to as high of a pedestal as them.
You, being the deity of promises, and your counterpart, being the deity of karma from broken promises, often kept to yourselves, only going to the other deities when necessary so as to not be reeled into fights and rivalries
Honestly it worked
No one really had an issue with either of you and you had few issues with the other deities
The only reason that you would have a negative encounter with another god would be if they broke a promise, swear, or deal they made with anyone else or if their Avatar did so
That being said, you and your counterpart always knew when and if someone would break a promise. Much like Ammit, you judged someone’s (or something’s) character before anything bad happened, looking into whether they would keep their end of a bargain when they made it. Similar to Khonshu and to the disappointment of your counterpart, you didn’t give punishment until after the deal was broken, giving them a chance to change their decisions.
This is why Khonshu held a certain level of respect for you whether he’d admit it or not
He knew that even though someone was almost guaranteed to continue down the same path or fate they begun, there was always that slim chance that they’d be able to change their path, either giving them salvation and rightful rewards from you two or appropriate punishments for their wrongdoings
He saw that you were all similar in style and execution of your duties, though he held a certain level of fondness for you that he didn’t hold for your counterpart
Perhaps it’s the way your eyes are so golden when in your true form that they seem to reflect the very stars Khonshu tends to manipulate
Perhaps it’s the way you’re the reason people gain a second chance, your counterpart wishing to be more like Ammit in that they believed you should punish the bad before they can affect the world
Perhaps it’s the way you have your own set of rules that you are determined to stick to:
Minor broken promises that have little effect on the world and anyone in it are not to be punished with anything more severe than a lingering feeling of regret for a bit of time
Promises broken having something to do with love are to be punished over time, rarely having an instant punishment to quickly get over, and shall have a lasting effect on the person or people in the wrong
Mortals are to have only three chances to break a major promise before their punishments are to be fitting for their level of importance to the course of the world
Gods, sometimes understandably having to go back on their word for the sake of the greater good, have five chances at most to break positive world-changing promises
You and your counterpart are to never break a major promise more than one time, two times being the point of worthy imprisonment
Never in your several thousand years of existence have you felt it necessary to break any or your rules, always sticking to them no matter what
Your counterpart, unknown to you being slowly corrupted by Ammit, disagreed with the rules and thought that humans shouldn’t break a promise more than once to be worthy of punishment, deities should have no restrictions on their deals, and you two of all people shouldn’t have to be punished for your wrongdoings
After Ammit and your counterpart nearly succeeded in taking all bad in the world and turned it in their favor, you helped the Ennead to imprison the two of them burying them deep in tombs so as to never be released.
Khonshu saw how even you, the counterpart and friend of the Karmic deity, were unwilling to bend your principles even if it meant taking on the entirety of the world’s promises and karma on your own
He decided you would be a good person to have on his side, beginning to call upon you in any situation he deemed fit, even daring to call upon your own judgment within the Ennead’s circle of decisions whether the other gods saw it appropriate or not
This is how over the course of a few thousand years, it became known to any who heard legends of the two of you that you belonged to each other, finding a mutual love for each other over the time you share
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General Headcanons (after establishing relationship):
If you weren’t already a god/goddess/deity, you’d better believe he’d make you one. Although since you already are one, he holds you to the highest degree of devotion possible, not having any regard for whether or not it offends the others
Even though you didn’t, he’d treat you as though you helped to hang the stars above
Boy you have him wrapped around your godly finger 💀 (
Probably the typical “I hate everyone and refuse to listen to anyone except my perfect wonderful amazing lovely wife” type of god, yk?
Genuinely thinks you can do no wrong, it’s probably not even healthy but he loves you so it’s fine
(okay I know this is probably so unlike him but I am so obsessed with the idea that anyone resembling a crow in any way loves to bring random shiny things to people they like so I can just see him bringing you random bits of precious metals and gems to the point that all that he collects is able to be made into a whole ahh shrine or smt for you)
Not a headcanon but I’m now realizing i should’ve done human!reader cus that’d be easier for general headcanons but I’ll make that later
After he gets banished, you become more enraged than you ever had been, choosing to follow him instead of staying with the others
Hopelessly devoted to youuuuu~🎶
Falls even harder if that was possible
He makes sure that any Avatars he picks are worthy in your eyes
After a particularly difficult mission Marc took on, before the events of the show, Khonshu considered dropping him altogether
You easily convinced him to do otherwise, telling him how crucial he’d be to the world in the future
The only reason Khonshu held onto Marc and Steven for so long even if he’d threaten to drop them was because of your words always echoing in his mind even with the slight doubt that came with seeing Steven’s performance
After the events of Ammit, he never doubted a word you said again, always taking your words as the highest level of truth to be said
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A/n: I’m sorry the last half sucks, I tried to make it as well as possible but I think my tiredness is getting the better of me seeing as it’s now 11:30 at night for me rn- I hope you like it either way <3
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aakaneeee · 3 months
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✮⋆˙beside you feels so right˙⋆✮
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 featuring! dan heng and gn! reader
words: over 5k
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 contents! fluff, slight hurt/comfort
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 warnings! spoilers of Dan Hengs past
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 songs I recommend for this fic:
❀rises the moon
❀sweather weather
❀the other side of the Paradise
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ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 akane's thoughts: omg akane made a long fic?!?! unbelievable.. all jokes aside, I think this came out prettyyy cute! Dan heng is such a softie bro someone give him a hug. (how are the two men I like most polar opposites?? talking about Dan Heng and Luka from ALNST)
the tea you wanted to drink already went cold, steam no longer rising from the green, transparent liquid. you circled around the painfully empty room of yours. you joined the Astral Express Crew only recently, not enough time passed for you to decorate the place you received, but definetly enough to get attached to everyone. especially a certain someone.
you got a text, a horrid one, short yet to the point: enough to make your stomach churn. "the mission took an unpredictable turn. a bad one. we might come back later than anticipated."
Dan Heng was always a dry texter. That wasn't what made you so worried. But the Xianshou Luofu was a dangerous place. There were mara-struck people, who knows what kind of 'companions' and you knew well they would have to do dangerous stuff, like they always did. They came back with scars more often than not and it made you sick.. because Dan Heng would never admit something went bad.. You knew it was worse than what he said.
So, now he is a dragon? long, dark hair with turquoise ends stayed smoothly on broad, bare shoulders. Greenish blue eyes that almost seemd to pierce trought you. Teal, translucent horns.
It was Dan Heng, but it also wasn't.
"this might be unexpected for you. I was quite.. worried to come back to the Express. to you..." a pause. "And Himeko, and Pom Pom." He never repeated the same word again and again in the same phrase, it was obvious he was nervous.
"there's no need to be. sure.. this is a lot to take in and process. But it would never change what I think about you. You're still the Dan Heng I know." You smile awkwardly, trying to make him feel better, to an extent where you weren't sure if what you were saying was okay. "And I know you had a reason to hide that from us. I understand you." Did you really?
"Thats good to know." He nodded slightly, a pink, rosey shade brushed on his cheeks, almost barely noticeable. "I'll just.." he sighed, something he did oftenly, for many reasons too. "I'll go to my room..."
The moment just turned even more awkward than it was before, which was a hard to achieve point. Both of your gazes were averted to the side.
"Okay..  I'll..  see you?" You respond.
He simply nods before turning away and going right, back to his own cabin. You closed the door, leaning against it and sighing, just like he would have done. It was a gruesome experience, one that would swim back to the surface before falling asleep. You try to calm yourself down, and tell yourself it was all okay, even though you knew it wasn't.
02:37 AM
Turning again and again in one's bed seems to not work. You get up, sighing just like Dan Heng would, and stretch. Your eyes were drooping sleepily, unkempt hair falling on your shoulders. Your baggy pajama was not staying right, but it didn't matter that much. Your foggy mind couldn't forget what happened between you and the one you got way too attached for your own good. You were a bit frustrated he kept all that under the rug, even for you, and made you feel a little upset, even though you understood his reasoning. Sliding your door open, you stepped out, pacing quietly until you are in the lobby.
Cooking yourself some simple Diet fried rice, you sit down at one of the tables and stare at it, waiting for it to cool down. Atleast if you focused on the white grains of rice, then thoughts wouldn't lurk as much.
Not even Pom Pom walked around the empty halls of the Express. It was all peaceful and tranquil, optimal for watching the stars and the beautiful constellations they create. And yet, even with a breathtaking scenery before you, you still felt oddly.. empty. Like a certain something ended way too soon. Like something finished abruptly even though you could've stopped it. You couldnt help but imagine that he didn't see you the same way, even though he was the one that changed. Perhaps it's because you stared, pure shock on your face. Or perhaps he just felt guilty for not telling you, and wants to distance himself. That sounds like something Dan Heng would do. And yet, you still felt like it was somehow your fault.
You take a mouthful of the food you made, and even though it was nothing special or that good, it was enough for such a late time. You felt like the only thing that wasn't enough right now, was you. You wanted to apologize for staring and tell him how much you like him, maybe even be honest and say the truth, that it was in a more-than-friends way. It would be awkward. A relationship would never happen between you two. You couldn't pin point if he felt the same or not, but it didn't change much. A relationship on the Express would be a nuisance. You know that teasing wouldn't even be the worst part, but rather, the fact that you would worry more than needed, and the whole system would be deregulated, just because of mutual romantic feelings.
And so the bowl emptied.
Walking slowly to your room, you stumble on your own steps, even the Universe wanting to tell you 'go and apologize!'. You stop in front of his cabin, reluctantly hold your hand up, but before knocking, you pull it back. Your hesistance continues for a few seconds that felt like the whole world stopped in place, but then you finally do it. Knock once. Twice. Shortly, almost intentionally made to not be heard so you could tell yourself that you tried and calm down, atleast a little bit.
To your dismay, or happiness, because you weren't really sure at this point, the door slides open. A sleepy version of the normal Dan Heng you know stands behind it, looking at you.
"Did you need something?"
Your gaze averted to the side.
"No. I just wanted company, and you're the only one that stays awake this late." A white lie and you know it. It's not company you wanted.
"come in, then." He replies after a short pause that yet again felt like an eternity.
This felt even worse, and it was almost pressing on you, like a glass wall. You enter the archives room after the taller man. The bed was not made, like usual, but now the scenario seemed to be more like: "he just got up to open the door because he is too nice to not do it". It all smelled vaguely of a bitter kind of tea, but it's was so subtle you didn't manage to pick up what tea exactly. Something close to green tea, you concluded. Small lights from the multiple devices scattered around the makeshift room flickered, and they were the only things that didn't leave the whole place in complete darkness.
Your gaze went back to Dan Heng, who stretched his neck and arms, then sat down, looking at you intently.
"so, what are you doing up so.. late. or early, perhaps." He asked you, voice a little different than usual. Maybe because you woke the poor guy up at an unholy hour of the night, but it was deeper and somewhat raspier.
"i couldn't really sleep. thoughts were clouding my mind and dragging all kinds of tiredness from me."
"what kind of thoughts?"
He asked that because he cared, or because he knew the feeling too well. He usually was very focused on the topic of discussions, but many times you caught him zoning out, eyebrows furrowed as he seemed lost in deep thought.
For a bit, you were reluctant to tell him the truth. It probably was very weird, and sudden, even a bit saddening. You didn't want to ruin his mood, but you were already there.. and it felt only right for him to know.
"I am so sorry for staring earlier." You start, voice cracking slightly. "I didn't want to make you feel bad, like I probably did. I know it must've been hard to keep something so upsetting like this and my reaction wasn't good. I deeply apologize.. I guess I just stared because I thought you were beautiful, and didn't realize I made you uncomfortable-" Wait. Rewind that.
The always so neutral Dan Heng looked at you with slightly widened eyes, a pale rosy tint on his cheeks.
"I just made it worse didn't I-"
"No. No, you didn't." He interrupted you, maybe a bit too eagerly for it to sound like he didn't enjoy the compliment. He sighs, something he did very oftenly, trying to find the right words.
"You are right, it was hard for me to keep all of that away from everyone. I felt bad for doing so. And I did get quite worried that you didn't..  see me as the same Dan Heng you know. But I never blamed you. I get it, it's weird for someone to come back and look like someone else-"
"No! It's not weird- You aren't weird." It was your turn to stop him a little too eagerly. "Youre an amazing person and everyone knows that. Especially me.. well, I think. The others probably know you better than I do.. but I'd like to know more about you. So, so much more."
"You do."
"I do."
You two looked at eachother for a second, not breaking eye contact. In the middle of the day, you were sure you both wouldn't have that kind of courage. But at about 4 AM, I guess even your brains turned into mush. A guilty one too, it seems.
"With what would you like to start, then?" He broke the silence with a more than bold statement, as you saw it.
"What?"
"With what would you like to start? You said you wanted to know me better. Then what would you like to know?"
"Oh, there are a lot of things, I can't just pick one..." "Then I'll start. I'm Dan Heng, and..." he pauses, clearing his throat as if trying to gain courage, his cheeks turning darker than rosy. "..and I like you."
Seeing your shocked expression, he tried his best to suppress a smile. "I mean it." Even though the words came out a little stuttered, they still, in fact, impressed you.
"Dan heng, I.. dont even know what to say..
"If you dont feel the same it's okay."
"No, I mea-"
"And even if you do but are not ready for a relationship, it's also okay."
"I wanted t-"
"And if you won't want to ever talk again I-"
"Dan Heng!" You interrupted him, your tone slightly amused. You never knew he could talk so much. "I like you too."
His eyes widened as he opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it as if nothing came out. You lean in to give him a kiss on the forehead, to which he responds by gently cupping your face and kissing you. All living beings froze around you, and all the air seemed to have gotten stuck in your lungs. It felt like your lips were meant to be there. Like life can finally continue because two halves found eachother again.
When you had to pull away for air, you smiled, he smiled. The course of life started again. Flowers were blooming, the Sun was shining. All leaves were green again, or atleast that's how it felt for both of you. And why stop nature? If it's fueled by kisses, then don't mind if you do.
It never felt so right to be next to someone. It never was so amazing to know you are loved and cared for, however you might look. Not all halves match perfectly, but you two do. And that's why being beside you feels so right.
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etsuven · 2 years
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rating: fluff, slightly suggestive character: venti cw: none? idk, it does hint at a mini make out session in the end includes: petnames (sweetheart), so many kisses, lots of cute fluff that makes me jealous why can't this be me summary: today is your boyfriends' birthday! you spent a while planning for it, and you were determined to make this his best birthday yet!
note: OMG ITS VENTI'S BIRTHDAY AHBDHASDHSABD BEST CHARACTER IN THE GAMEM, AMFBASKJBD. anyways this is my long overdue venti fic because i miss writing for him (as i'm starting to write this, it's 12:53 AM. i will finish this on time >:( ). also technically this is a little… continuation (?) of my “venti gets really flustered when it comes to physical touch” post i made a longggggg while back :DDD
was i supposed to write for venti months ago??? maybeeee.... sorry if it's mediocre at best, like most of my fics it's completely improvised and none of this was planned out (i had a small idea of what i wanted but the overall feel wasn't planned) anyways, enough of that! onto the fic!!!!
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today was a special day. why, you ask? it's venti's birthday!
now, venti normally wasn't the type to celebrate his birthday. he had gone through with it more times than he could really remember, so over the several... several hundred years, the day had begun to lose its meaning.
this doesn't mean that venti doesn't care about his birthday, he does! it just feels like a normal day to him. you couldn't accept that.
you had been dating venti for a while now, and whenever it was his birthday, you opted for simple stuff. a few bottles of his favorite wine from the winery, the freshest apples you could find... stuff like that. but you had planned a bit more this year.
the day began early with a quick kiss. venti had a performance scheduled at the angels share around noon, which gave you enough time to plan out everything you needed while you waited for him to finish. as much as you wanted him to stay (and as much as he wanted to stay in and lay around) you both knew that he had things to do, so you reluctantly sent him off with a small wave.
once he was gone, however, the sad pout on your face quickly morphed into excitement as you rushed back into your home to prepare for the day.
your plan was simple. use the time that was open while venti was away to prepare the best birthday ever! you had ingredients for many small foods, and you could only hope it was enough as your lover's appetite would probably be huge after his long performance.
you had around five hours to prepare everything, but what you didn't account for was how messy everything would be. there were ingredients everywhere, and you were rushing so much that you barely took the time to clean up.
luckily you realized around the halfway mark that there was no need to rush, and you could take your time doing whatever you needed to do until it was time for you to leave.
the last few hours passed quickly, and before you realized it, you were already on your way to angels share to pick your dear boyfriend up.
you opened the tavern door to find venti packing up, lyre in hand as he spoke to a few people around him. giving diluc a quick greeting, you closed the door behind you. venti must have heard you speak because he turned around, a wide smile on his face. he gave the people he was previously talking to a quick nod of the head before rushing over to you and giving you a big hug.
"(y/n)!, you're here!" venti squeezed you tightly, only pulling away when you let out a small cough. for someone as small as he was, he was quite strong. "how was your day? were you lonely without me?" taking his hand, you playfully rolled your eyes, leading him out of the tavern.
"my day was good, thank you for asking!" you laughed, remembering all the things you went through in these past few hours just for him. you didn't really care too much though, as you were certain that his reaction would be worth the pain you went through. "also, of course i was lonely without you! whatever would i do without your pretty voice!"
venti laughed, his ego clearly boosted by your comment. he was used to you saying things like this, as you often made it a habit to compliment him whenever you could. honestly, it was probably his favorite thing about you.
"well, i wouldn't be a very good bard without my voice, ehe! by the way, where are we going?" venti looked around, only now noticing that you weren't headed to your shared home. he looked at you last, and you tried your best to hide your facial expression. he was very smart, and if you let anything slip, he would probably figure out that you had something planned.
now that you thought about it, he had probably already connected the dots.
luckily however (and strangely enough) venti didn't ask any questions. he just walked with you, hands swinging as you made your way towards your final destination. over the next few minutes, you walked, listening to the chirping of the birds and the soft whistle of the wind as it blew past you.
suddenly, you heard venti let out a small gasp, and you looked over to find him staring back at you with a surprised look on his face. you smiled shyly, looking over to what had caught his attention.
under the big windrise tree was a large blanket. a picnic basket was set on top of it, along with a bag with something inside. you dragged venti towards the picnic setup, giggling as you sat him down in front of you.
"surprise!" you exclaimed, bouncing around in excitement. "i planned a picnic for you! you don't really celebrate your birthday often, so i tried my best to make this one as special as i possibly could! i hope it's good enough..."
suddenly, you felt shy. it was most likely a combination of nerves and the anticipation for his reaction that had you feeling this way. but venti's next words had you smiling happily.
"oh, it's more than good enough, it's wonderful!" he gave you a large smile, bringing your still intertwined hands to his lips. "so this is what you were planning? i had a small idea, but i didn't know it would be this!"
letting out an embarrassed laugh, you grabbed the basket, opening it and bringing out the main surprise. a fresh, handmade apple pie that was still quite warm (you had popped it into the oven for a bit before bringing it here, just so that it would be warm.)
you also pulled out a few other bags that had things like apple slices and sandwiches with and without cheese. personally you wouldn't choose apple pie and apples as picnic items, but this was venti you were talking about. apples were his favorite!
funny how he could eat apples upon apples but he draws the line at cheese. but you won't judge him. for now.
after venti got over the initial surprise at all of the food (you had continued to pull more and more things out of the basket, along with the most expensive dandelion wine diluc had to offer that you hid so venti wouldn't notice it too soon) he insisted that the two of you start eating.
you happily served the pie, and you spent the next few hours chatting. venti unsurprisingly loved the wine, but he held himself back so he wouldn't get too tipsy and finish the wine too soon.
before you knew it, the sun had started setting, and the sky was starting to change colors. you had been out here for quite a while. you and venti were now laying down on the blanket, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand as you enjoyed the quietness of the area around you.
you took a quick glance towards your lover, admiring his side profile. he was as pretty as ever with a small smile on his face, perfect twin braids and hair framing his face. the slight little chub in his cheeks made you laugh softly, and your gaze trailed up to his eyes only to find him staring back at you. "you're staring."
you shrugged your shoulders at his comment, smiling and turning your body so you were facing him. "i know, but i can't help it. you're too pretty..." venti's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly looked away.
here's the thing about venti- only certain things can fluster him. he's told you this before, he's heard compliment after compliment, so everything you tell him has already been said. but there are some things that still go through to him, like this comment. a sincere few words combined with a soft smile had his stomach fluttering as if a thousand crystalflies had made their home there.
"don't say that..." he whispered. his cheeks were a bit more pink, and you couldn't tell if it was because of the wine or if he was embarrassed. sitting up on your elbows, you hovered over him, smiling at his flustered expression.
it definitely wasn't the wine.
"why not?" you asked, faking concern. you scooted further up slightly, placing your arm above his head as you used your other hand to touch his forehead. dragging your fingers across his skin, you brushed a few strands of hair away from his eyes, slowly trailing your fingers down until they reached his cheek. venti's eyes were now closed, his eyebrows twitching as he struggled to process the sensation.
leaning down, you pressed your forehead against his, your lips dangerously close to touching. "i can't tell you about how pretty you are?" feeling your forehead against his, the eyes of your lover opened, and you smiled in satisfaction as his breath hitched. he too had noticed just how close the two of you had gotten.
now that you were closer, you could see that venti's cheeks had become a darker shade of pink, an adorable color that suited him quite well. the soft press of his hands against the sides of your neck and a small whisper made you look back into his eyes, which averted once you made eye contact.
"what was that, sweetheart?" you whispered back, pinching his cheek softly as a small way to keep him grounded. venti shyly looked back you, making you smile comfortingly as you waited for him to speak again. a second or two passed before the words left his mouth, and you swear you felt your heart melt. "kiss me?"
letting out a small laugh, you leaned down, connecting your lips for a bit before pulling away. or at least you tried to, but venti's hands pulled you down for another kiss. and another, and another... you really didn't mind though- you'd give him as many kisses as he wanted. because, well...
who were you to deny the birthday boy?
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i did in fact finish this on time! it is now 2:36 AM as i am starting to write this part, and i feel great! happy birthday to the best character in the game i'm not biased- i. am. RIGHT. this has to be my favorite fic because so much of my love for venti went into it, i didn't get bored ONCE because i was too busy making it PERFECT for you guys so i hope you enjoyed it!
this is my venti appreciation post because i will never get as lucky as i did when i first got him (aka march 29th 2021 literally minutes after getting my account back from getting hacked, he came home in three ten pulls <3) literally i would have never gotten through the abyss without him i'm pretty sure he's literally the reason why i got past the last few floors of the first part of the abyss.
i would say goodnight but knowing me i’ll be up for another hour i should probably fix my sleep schedule. but anyways byeeee!!!
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If you're name only requests are still open can you do jotaro please.
OMG I LOVE JOTARO!! sorry... that was aggressive. I just havent wrote for him in a really long time. Thank you so so much omg. This is gonna be fun!! I hope you enjoy as much as I do and I hope you have a great day anon!!!
At the Coffee Shop - Jotaro Kujo
Pairing - Jotaro Kujo x reader
Warnings - none!
Word Count - 563
Notes - I am loving this event and am so happy with the characters you guys are giving me! this is super simple and I will be doing it more often!! I think I am going to end this event at the end of the week, but I will let you know in a seperate post. And if you still want to participate, just send me in a character name (event is also linked below). Have a great day and stay hydrated!!! <333
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“Jotaro?” You dropped a ceramic mug, shattering it to pieces on the tile flooring of the cafe you owned.
“O-Oh…” Jotaro rubbed the back of his neck, his face going a bright shade of red. “Hey. I uh… didn't know you worked here.”
“Y-Yeah,” you quickly swept up every broken piece you could find, your face turning a dark crimson. “I do. It’s uh… It's been a while, huh?” You threw away the pieces of the mug into the trash and turned back to Jotaro.
He looked way different. I mean, yeah… he was older, but… wow. The last time you had seen each other was at the airport after Egypt. You stayed in a bit of contact, but you haven't actually seen each other. The last place you were expecting to see him was in a cafe in the middle of the little town of Morioh.
“It sure has. What have you been up to?” Jotaro pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at you with those gorgeous eyes. God, you hated how you still looked at him like a child with a stupid crush.
“Uh… nothing really. I just decided to open a coffee shop… that's about it. Speaking of, do you want anything to drink?”
“Oh, yeah. That’s why I came in here in the first place. I'll just take a black coffee.” The man never changed, did he?
You chuckled to yourself and made him a black coffee, setting it down at his table. “You know, Jotaro,” you pulled up a chair, holding your own coffee in between the sleeves of your sweater. “You look really good in white.”
Jotaro smiled at you and you smiled back, hiding your blushing face with your hair.
“So is there really nothing interesting going on with you, y/n? I mean, you still have a stand and all, I just can't imagine the strong person I met back in the 80s is now just the owner of a silly little coffee shop.”
You could see the slight shock in his eyes, and you couldn't blame him. You knew how to use your stand. You were smart and strategic. You worked well with others. You were… definitely not just some simple coffee shop owner. At least back then you weren't.
“I worked for the Speedwagon Foundation for a while, but… I don't know. I guess I just didn't like it. I like my coffee shop. Do I miss the danger and action from back then? Sure. But real life isn't really like that. Plus, Morioh is nice.”
“It is nice. I quite like it.” Jotaro swirled his coffee in his hands before gulping the rest of it down.
“So, why are you here? It's just odd to see you in such a small town.”
“Right,” Jotaro giggled. “I guess you’re not caught up in a lot. Just some stand stuff.”
“Ah, gotcha.”
“You know… you could help me if you wanted to.”
You looked up, immediately beaming. “Really?!”
“Of course. I guess I miss us as a team.”
“I knew you had a soft spot, Kujo.” You stood up and quickly landed a peck onto Jotaro’s cheek. “Let me grab my jacket and we can get going.”
Jotaro watched you walk out of the room with a bright red face, dusting his fingers over the warm spot you left on his cheek.
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As I have said before. I am done. I can’t. I can’t watch it and I am not going to even watch season 4. It’s too heartbreaking and I have no fucking hopes for season 5. I just watched Will and Mike’s clip in the van , the Mike el forehead touch and Mike monologue and I can’t believe they can hate a character to this degree.
I feel like they had too many ideas and instead of keeping it simple and core to the main characters they tried to do too many different things from different references (remember the white board with all movie names they took their so called inspiration from) that it turned into a big flop.
To have an unrequited love is fine
To have an unrequited gay love is also fine
But in this situation with everything that we have seen so far from season 1
IT IS NOT FINE
The whole thing doesn’t make sense. Mike wheeler doesn’t make sense. His character went from the leader, the protector, the person who could tell Will was alive by just his breathing, the person who knew his mood or if he was okay is now a prop for Eleven, he didn’t even questioned why Will is crying, didn’t even noticed ???? And actually smiled when Will said El needs you. I can’t !!!! Mike’s character couldn’t be more degressed they made him into a pathetic asshole who is like a jerk to his best friend of 10 years apparently for no reason and the only problem he has is telling eleven I love you back
The whole Eleven’s development till Season 4 Vol1 flushed down the drain by getting back together with Mike because of his love for her.
And I can’t even formulate about Will, the once Main Character reduced to a gay pining selfless boy who only touches his neck when he senses vecna. He has been through so much so so much and he thinks he is a mistake 💔
This all is just lazy ass writing trying to keep your audience (mileven shippers) happy. Everything boiling down to that lousy, zero genuine Mike monologue and they called that his best acting !
They used Will’s feelings to push Mike and Eleven together. They treated Will’s character and his feelings like shit. He opened his entire heart to Mike ! Told him he is the heart of the group all so that Mike can tell Eleven I love you. I hate this. They treated his character like shit, his feelings were like device to prove mileven is endgame. It already was !!!! They both are dating for two seasons now. They made him so miserable.
And I with my own two eyes saw the swing set in vol1 I was not tripping. I mean how that painting changed
I give up. I got way too attached. My mistake.
I have never been queerbaited before this was my first time and I can’t handle it tbh.
This is homophobic and queerbaiting to the next level
I honestly believed Byler was real. Will deserves so much, I can see that he is going to sacrifice in the future. He basically did that now in season 4 for Mike to be with El
I learnt my lesson the hardest way possible
And yes it’s queerbaiting !!!
I mean the actors are telling one thing in the interviews and series is completely different
Finn was like “Mike is trying to be normal and is in to new things “ and Mike’s entire I love you monologue to Eleven was fucking forced ! So forced!
Duffers said “ he was given some hard hitting stuff. His best acting” wtf
Duffers said “the painting is important they had several drafts.” In vol1 i could see the swing set with my own two bloody eyes but it is not swing set it is something else”
Duffers said “Will’s sexuality will be addressed” I am like where?
Welcome to American media. Here they show that they're inclusive but no our main cast is obviously CIS het people. Cuz omg are you kidding me?
This morning Netflix crashed so they got the money alright
I don’t have it in me to watch stranger things anymore I think I know where they are going with this.
I am hoping and I will happy if Will turns out to be a villain
I am going to be in Byler land reading fics and just whatever happened today didn’t happened
And for the record I am straight, I just fell in love with Will’s character and then realized Byler while watching. And I have queer friends and people in my family who do think the same thing and ship Byler. [ I had made a post about how I started shipping Byler. I was hesitant to put it out. But if you’re interested in reading I will upload it ]
So no you guys here are not delusional at all. If I could see it, anyone can. It’s common sense and following the story it doesn’t have to be some kind of lens.
Either Noah and Finn are crushing over each other or Duffers are coward and chickened out. If they did, they are stupid enough to not realize the gold mine they were sitting on.
That’s it for my rant.
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hi there milo!!!! how are ya? it's question time <3 tell me a story about yourself. any story, from any time—yesterday, when you were four years old, middle school, anything. don’t focus on making it interesting or cool, just tell me something that feels nice to talk about!! is there an old friend you miss? a sledding hill you used to go to? what was the last meal you made? tell me something, but be sure to add details!!
Omg hi!!!!! Thank you for the questions because I love love LOVE hearing from you and I love answering stuff lmao 💖
Okay so a story I love telling because I am lovesick and also obnoxious is the story of how me and my girlfriend got together because it’s hilarious and silly and very U-Haul Lesbian trope of us 🥺 Also,,, apologies in advance this story is long because it contains so much backstory and I cannot shut up about my girlfriend because they are amazing.
So, imagine you’re me. You’ve just moved into your new building for your second year of college. You have some super cool new friends in said building and a super cool, super chill roommate. And all you could want now, is a girlfriend. Though you assume that’s not something you’re gonna get for a LONG time, which you’ve made peace with.
So, One day, I’m sitting in the communal kitchen with some of my building-mates. We’re all just chatting and joking around when one of my friends from down the hall let’s us know that his roommate finally moved in. This is shocking news because by this point it’s almost two weeks into the school year and while we knew said friend was supposed to have a roommate, we had yet to see them and had just assumed they’d never move in. None of us at this point have met them, and we have no idea what they could be like. My worst fear is that they’ll end up being the most frat bro kind of cishet white man to ever exist.
Spoiler Alert : They weren’t that.
Just as we’re speculating about this mystery roommate someone new enters the kitchen.
The prettiest person I’ve ever seen in my life enters, soft smile on their face and I’m instantly smitten. They have long, flowing black hair with a reddish tint, large brown eyes, deeply tanned (as in clearly non-white tan), and despite the fact they’re in extremely simple casual clothes they carry themselves like an off duty model.
I think in that moment I reached a new plane of existence because I vividly remember feeling my heart skip several beats.
Then they introduced themself.
Their name was Sasha. They were a third year. And they used they/she pronouns.
And to top it all off, they were the elusive roommate that we had just been speculating about.
Imagine you’re me in this moment. Faced with the most gorgeous creature in the world. Informed that this gorgeous pretty creature is now living down the hall from you. You can only imagine my internal panic. Though I tried to rationalize to myself that with how busy college students are, I’d likely never seen them outside of briefly passing each other in the hall. Hopefully I’d not have to see them again, because if I had to interact with them more than once I’d probably embarass myself.
So about an hour later my friends and I are still in the kitchen long after Sasha has left to unpack, and we’ve switched to the topic of the previously open door to one of the empty rooms in the hall which had mysteriously been locked earlier in the day.
Cue Sasha entering the room.
Cue Sasha overhearing us.
Cue Sasha proclaiming they know how to lockpick.
Cue about an hour straight of Sasha gathering everything they can from paper clips to bobby pins to butter knives as half the building gathers to watch them try to break into this locked door.
Then once this plan fails they drag their roommate around the back of the building to simply slip in through the window and unlock it from the inside.
Cue the plot twist.
The reason the door is locked is because the room is no longer empty. Someone has moved in. And Sasha nearly just climbed through the window, stopped only by the fact they saw all the luggage that the new person had left in the space.
So Sasha and us all abruptly stop lockpicking and as people scurry back to their rooms I sit back at my kitchen chair to watch Sasha begin wandering around the kitchen, rambling nonsensically about memories and erasing doubt and stuff that sounded vaguely cult-ish.
They tear down all the informational posters stuck to the communal corkboard before gathering my friends to crucify a large stuffed bear to said corkboard in a way that resembles a cult-ish crucifixion of Christ.
Fun.
At this point I am confused, intrigued, and mildly worried that this cute person is legitimately off their rocker. But once the bear is crucified they scamper off to bed with a big smile on their face and in my ‘ooooh pretty person’ haze I simply accept the fact that sometimes the hottest people are the kookiest.
I expect this to be the last I see of them but from that point on I start seeing them every time I’m in the kitchen (as that’s my favourite place to study). They sit next to me and chat, we browse Etsy together, we chat incessantly all the time, every single day until my friend begins asking me when’s the wedding.
This culminates in Sasha and I staying up ALL night in the kitchen on a whim- chatting, doing makeup, and being obnoxious as hell (I found out in the morning that everyone in the building could hear us talk all night cause the walls were so thin and I felt so bad).
And so, to not have everyone in the building constantly pissed at us for chatting so much, I one day (about two weeks into our knowing each other) invited Sasha into my room.
They immediately made themselves at home on my bed and we chatted for hours. My roommate came in and struck up a conversation with them and before I knew it I had woken up in the morning with Sasha wrapped around me like a blanket.
Now at this point I am even further smitten for them. They’re funny, creative, smart, unpredictable and a very good person to talk to overall. So maybe I invite them back to my room the next day hoping they’ll end up staying the night again. And when they do, under the pretense of it simply being ‘cozy’ and I am thusly emboldened to bring them back to my room a third night.
So, the day of the third night my best friend and I go out to lunch and I ramble about Sasha for approximately two hours. My best friend immediately demands I ask Sasha out because (and I loosely paraphrase here) she had ‘never seen my eyes light up so much’ when talking about another person before outside of maybe when I talked about Louis Tomlinson from One Direction for several hours straight.
I tell my best friend that maybe- MAYBE- I will admit my feelings to Sasha… at some point.
I admittedly was like 99% sure that Sasha liked me back by this point due to them sleeping in my bed multiple nights and also the ways they would make romantically themed jokes to me constantly under the guise of ‘teasing’ (the second night I woke up and got ready for my class with them crooning for me to ‘come back to bed my dear husband’ and I nearly collapsed).
But I was anxious and also scared and a little bit of a wimp.
Then, at dinner, I’m sitting with my roommate, their friend, and Sasha. Sasha and I are holding hands in a totally platonic normal friendly way (I swore) and chatting when the friend turns to us and goes ‘Are you guys dating?’
I freeze like a deer in the headlights and struggle to respond. Because NO we technically are not dating but I don’t want to say no too agressively because then Sasha my think that I’m disgusted by the concept of dating them and will feel bad.
After a long silence my roommate states that me and Sasha are not dating.
About five minutes later the friend smirks and goes (to me and Sasha) ‘Okay, but you guys have hooked up before right?’
Cue me and Sasha agressively shaking our heads and denying this because we have not in the slightest.
The rest of the meal was unbearably awkward from this point on.
Then: Night Three.
It is is one in the morning, Sasha is in my bed, we are literally cuddling and staring into each other’s eyes and I can’t take it anymore so I blurt out.
‘You know I’m attracted to you right?’
Because subtlety is dead and I can’t think of anything smarter to say.
And Sasha goes, ‘Good, cause I’m attracted to you too.’
And then I launched into a long ramble about how much I liked them but I was worried and didn’t want to label us or go too fast because I had emotional trauma still from my previous girlfriend and I liked Sasha so much it maybe scared me.
And Sasha listened and smiled and comforted me and told me we’d take it as slow as I needed and they would always respect my boundaries.
And then (because omg how sweet is that - I had never had someone be so understanding before) I felt the insane urge to kiss them but because I was still trying to take it slow I simply kissed their cheek instead.
Then badda bing badda boom we fell asleep and I woke up buzzing with excitement as I told my roommate (who was unbelievably happy for me) and my friends and my best friend (who all were just waiting for Sasha and I to figure it out) that I now had a girlfriend.
Then uhhhhhhh time skip to now and me and them have almost been dating for two months!!! How awesome!!!!
They’re super sweet and awesome and I talk about them on my Instagram all the time and I once had them sit for like two hours while I infodumped about RuPaul’s Drag Race and Crygi and Drag Con until they agreed with me that Gigi Goode is fantastic. And I also made them read some of my fics which they thought were cute!
Okay that was SUCH long winded story I am SO sorry but I just get excited when I talk about my girlfriend cause they’re sweet as pie and also I just think the shift from me thinking they were cute but nuts to spending every hour of the day with them to literally having them sleep in my bed for several nights before I asked them out after knowing them for two weeks is hilarious.
Especially because ever since we got together my girlfriend hasn’t slept in their bed in their room for more than like three days. They just sleep in my room (shout out to my roommate who literally doesn’t mind and actually thinks it’s cute and has invited in Sasha as the unofficial third roommate).
Yeah so that’s my story gjdnfnfnf sorry it was a novel.
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Jealousy?
Synopsis: The day is full of confusion and mixed emotions, when your bestfriend Hyunjin calls asking for a favor. Nothing about today is simple and something you see as stupid upsets the guy you cant sort out your emotions for. A miscommunication puts a ripple between yours and Changbin's friendship making everything more complicated than ever.
Genre: Friends to lovers, childhood friends, drama, Changbin is a silly goose who is in love
Warnings: Contains some inappropriate language, mentions lgbtq+ community, only part 2 (Ongoing Story)
Word Count: 1441
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Bzzzt…Bzzzzt.Bzzzzzzzzzt…You feel the vibration of your phone underneath your pillow and open your eyes. Wondering in your mind who could possibly be calling you, you reach up to the sky for a big stretch. Rubbing your eyes, you grab your phone to see 10 missed calls from Hyunjin. He is the most dramatic person you know so it's not unusual for him to call you so many times. “Uhm…HELLO?! I know your ass isn't asleep!! We have class in 20 minutes!. Where are you?!” Hyunjin yells through your phone's speaker in distraught. You immediately pull the phone off your ear seeing the time. Hyunjin wasn't being dramatic, you were about to be late if you didn't hurry. “Oh shit! Hold on, I'm putting you on speaker!” you exclaim as you grab your clothes. “Why were you not awake? Did you stay up all night reading again?” he asks you. “Uhm…no…i was just in my head too much.” You wanted to tell Hyunjin everything that happened yesterday, for pete's sake he was your best friend, and understood boys way more than you did. But as many boys as he's dated you weren't sure if he's ever felt the way you do. “Thinking about what? Is it a boy?? If it's a boy you know you better tell me or I'll strangle you to death!” he says jokingly. You let out a small nervous chuckle. He hit it right on the nose, you were thinking about a boy. But not just any boy, you were thinking of Changbin.”No Jinnie, it's not a boy.” you tell him. “Well if that's the case, I need to tell you something, oh and also…I need a favor…” Hyunjin says very hesitantly. You can just imagine his goofy mischievous face as he says that to you. The image of Hyunjin tucking his pretty blonde hair behind his ears, and twiddling his thumbs giving you his “shiny puppy eyes” won't leave your imagination. He knew that you can never say no to him, which he uses to get everything that he wants. You clear your throat, “oh jeez i'm about to get into class…what is it this time?” you ask him. “You are?! I'll just tell you when you come in!” he says excitedly as he hangs up on you.
You finally make it to the paint splattered doors of the art classroom,  pushing them open after taking a deep breath and putting on a fake smile. To be honest you still couldn't sort out the things that happened to you yesterday, but you decided it would be best to just ignore it for now. “Ahh, Y/N! You made it!! Okay so I met this boy yesterday, he is so handsome!” Jinnie says as he reaches out to give you a hug. You returned his hug and said “OMG! JINNIE!! Tell me all about him!” He smiles and begins to ramble on and on the whole class about his boy Felix Lee. “He is so handsome y/n! He has the biggest eyes and the sweetest voice! He bumped into me by accident and made me drop everything. Which was a bummer, BUT! He grabbed my hand and apologized and he picked up my stuff. I was definitely flattered to say the least. He smiled at me too!! His smile is so contagious! You have to see it!” You stare at him with a blank face, he was talking entirely way too fast, “so what you're saying is he asked you on a date and you need me to drive you to have a “girls day” so you can pick out something to wear?”
Hyunjin blinks at you very slowly and pushes his hair back before responding to you. “Hey!! No fun!! I was going to say that.” you laugh at his ridiculous comment, but he knew you were right. “Haha sorry silly boy, i know you too well, and i don't mind but i have to let changbin know that we have to cancel our library time.” You explain. In a way you were kind of relieved that you wouldn't have to see Changbin, but at the same time you were disappointed because you have never missed a Thursday with him before. “Booo! Always have to tell someone where you're going.” he teases you. “Whatever, I'll see you later.” you say to him annoyed. A few hours pass by and you enjoy the pretty scenery as you walk back to your dorm, the cherry blossom trees shedding their pretty petals as the breeze shakes their branches was your favorite thing.
You text changbin to let him know that you won't be able to meet him at the library, but get no response. The dorm elevator always took absolutely forever to get you up to your floor. At this point the stairs probably would be faster, but that's too much effort. The door finally opens and you see something very unexpected.
“Changbin? What are you doing here?”. He smiles at you with that silly smirk he wears with pride, “oh well i was going to pick you up…but I saw your text, so i brought you this.” he hands you a pretty brown tote bag with a book in it. You pull it out and see that it was the Romeo and Juliet book the two of you never finished. “Oh my goodness, thank you.” you say to him as you give him a hug. “Of course, it's my pleasure princess.” he says to you. “Princess? Why would he call me princess?” you think to yourself. You smile at Changbin as you gesture towards the way you need to go, hoping he'd walk with you, and you continue the conversation. “I'm sorry I had to cancel today, I promised to go on a date with Hyunjin.” Before you could say anything else about your plans, Changbin stops dead in his tracks. “You seriously canceled on me for a guy y/n?” he said in a snarky tone. “Well he needed…” you begin saying, but Changbin cuts you off, “Whatever, honestly i don't wanna know, enjoy your book y/n” Changbin turns around and walks back to the elevator in a huff. “What the hell…is he jealous?” you say to yourself. A few moments later the elevator opens again, hoping it's Changbin you sprinted toward the doors. “Woah, first eye candy pushes me out of the way, and now you're about to tackle me in the elevator?!” Hyunjin complains. You two continue to walk towards your dorm. “Sorry…wait who pushed you?” you ask. “I don't know just some muscular guy with big pecs, he seemed upset or whatever. Not my problem. Anyways, are you ready to go?” Hyunjin says to you while opening the dorm's door. That “muscular guy with big pecs” he was telling you about had to be Changbin. But why was he so upset when he left?
{An hour or so later at the clothing store}
“How does this look? Is it too sexy?” Hyunjin asks as he does a little spin. You drop your jaw in awe, he looked so pretty. He had on an amazing all white outfit with an unbuttoned suit jacket that he put over a mesh white top. You have never seen Hyunjin try so hard to impress a boy before. “Uhm hello? Earth to y/n!” he yells waving in your face. “Jinnie…. You look so amazing! You better buy that outfit!” you say to him as he starts to smile. “Okay! It's settled!” he giggles excitedly while skipping to the fitting rooms to change back into his own clothes. Even while you're busy with Hynjin, you still can't get Changbin out of your mind. “Hey Jinnie?....if you suddenly start feeling different with somebody after knowing them for a while does that mean you like them?” you blurt out, immediately regretting what you had said. “I mean it can, it just depends on the situation, but it better not be me…bc you're not my type…no offense….like you're stunning but I only like boys.” Hyunjin explains to you. You keep in mind what he said as you enter your dorm room later that night.
You can't understand why you felt so guilty inside. Staring at your phone, you ponder on calling Changbin, just to explain what actually happened today. However, you decide against it and put yourself to bed. After a lot of thought though, you made it your mission to apologize to him in person tomorrow. Because whatever feelings you may have for him, can't take the pain of Changbin being upset with you any longer. 
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okay since i’m avoiding sleep like a child avoiding bedtime, i thought i might as well write.
i’m exhausted. not only because i started my period. not only because we aimlessly walked around rome all day (and loved it). not only because the last two days were emotionally exhausting with all the inner work i processed. but also because i went to bed at 2am and tried to wake up at 7am and pressed snooze on all 3 of the alarms I set (7:00, 7:15, 7:30). and even when the snoozes were going off within minutes of each other i kept snoozing. until i finally opened up my clock app and toggled all alarms off. and somewhere in the depths of my psyche a voice said in my sleep, “wake the fuck up sarah”. my eyes opened. and when i looked at my phone it was 8am. shit, i have 45 min to clean and pack before i leave to catch my train to rome.
all went well. left the airbnb and walked the 32 minutes to firenze - santa maria novella, with my backpack and luggage and tote that i had to use bc i packed in a rush and never mailed my art home like i told myself i would. my back was KILLING ME. and i just kept thinking i need to consolidate i need to get rid of one of these bags. but what?!
when i took off my backpack while I waited for the platform of Italo 9915 to be announced, the strap rippled across my bare upper arm. bruises immediately started to form (pics below). and again i thought, i need to consolidate. i have too much.
((omg period cramp coming in full force where my entire lower back feels like it’s gonna rip apart and my uterus is throbbing and omg why. the sharpest electric pain. this is also why i can’t sleep, bc pain.))
so that was my morning. i wore the same clothes as yesterday bc it was simple. and when i got a water bottle from one of the coffee shops at the train station i told myself, sarah you’re not allowed to go pee. bc 1. too much stuff but mainly 2. i was wearing a jumpsuit and taking that all off in a public place like a train did not seem anywhere close to what i wanted to do.
and that explains the post i posted on instagram. it was comedic. even though i didn’t laugh.
when i got to the airbnb and checked in, i couldn’t hold my bladder any longer. i stripped from the romper and sat on what i thought was the toilet but was actually the bidet. at the start of my pee i thought, “this is a weird toilet seat,” and out of the corner of my eye noticed something else. so when i turned my head and realized i wasn’t actually on the toilet, i did question switching. i felt like i was in trouble. but i couldn’t. i couldn’t stop peeing. and so i just nodded. excepting defeat in my fault and thought, cool.
and that was the beginning of today.
okay now i’m tired tired and haven’t had a cramp in a while so gonna try to sleep.
love you a lot
xx
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Achilles Castle part 25
Dr Drew: pov Dr Parish fills me in on everything which I'm thankful for. I feel bad that all that stuff happened to her and something as simple as having her left arm bent near her head caused so much distress that she had a heart episode. I decided to stay in the room a little longer in case Dr Ashton needs help.
Dr Ashton: pov I Ask Dr Drew to keep an eye on the monitor. Having 2 heart episodes close together is a little concerning. Nurse Stacie is taking her blood pressure. While she is under I use a tiny camera to look at her heart.
Lanie: pov Dr Ashton says with her PTSD this must be traumatizing for her. I didn't mean to cause her more trauma. I'm holding Kate's hand so the Dr can have access to Kate's chest. She lifts up Kate's shirt so she can squirt the gel on her chest.
Dr Drew: pov a massive scar like hers is common in thoracotomy surgery. Dr Parish has no problems answering my questions. Let's hope the breathing tube only has to stay in for a few minutes. It will help with her breathing. The last thing we want is for this episode to cause problems with her bad lung. Which Dr Parish informed me about. I can tell the cardioversion worked since Kate heart rate went down.
Lanie: pov Dr Ashton moves the wand around over her heart, I point out some stuff to Dr Ashton and Dr Drew which they are thankful for. Kate has a lot of scar tissue. She asks if we talked about getting some of it removed. I say not yet. Dr Ashton is going to admit Kate so she can monitor her heart. She also calls the scan room to see. If it's open because she wants Kate to have a heart scan to make sure nothing else is going on. Kate is doing better, she is still sedated, the Dr also wants a therapist/phycologist to come talk with Kate. Nurse Stacie went to get a gurney, Dr Drew helps Nurse Stacie move Kate to the gurney they don't want to dislodge anything. The trip to the scan room is short, Dr Drew says goodbye and he hopes she feels better soon. Kate is laying on the scan table/bed, I'm in the Cardiac ICU room waiting with Jim. This scan is an in depth one it shows them how everything is working like her blood flow and how her arteries are.
Jim: pov Lanie is on the phone with Castle. While we waited for Kate to finish her scans, I decided to check my emails since the nurse said it would be a while. She also updated the boys.
Castle: pov Lanie is calling letting us know Kate had a PTSD/heart episode at the Er and the Dr wants to monitor her heart a little longer since she had to be Cardioverted. Omg Lanie, is she okay?
Lanie: pov yes The Dr had grabbed Kate's left arm and bent it so it was near her head. That way she could have access to Kate's left side and heart. She had no idea it would trigger her to have a heart/PTSD episode.
Castle: pov I feel so bad it happened to her. I know it was probably an accident and the Dr didn't mean to do it on purpose. I'm also upset because I couldn't be there. Maybe I can visit her after we eat. Alexis suggests we do tacos for dinner since they are quick, she and Dave can pick them up. I tell her that sounds great but I know you are trying to get out of making dinner. She says it's not true she just wanted tacos and for me to be able to see Kate.
Esposito: pov I'm in charge since Kate is still recovering. My phone is ringing, it's just Lanie, she probably wants to talk. She starts off her sentence with I'm at the Er with Kate, omg what happened is she okay. Ryan, can you come here quickly? It's Lanie, she had to take Kate to the Er. Lanie I'm going to put you on speaker phone so Ryan can hear. Lanie says Kate dropped a cup and cut her hand. She was having some issues with her PTSD. It was storming out. The Dr treating her called a Cardiologist to look at Kate because she was starting to have a heart episode and the meds immediately stopped it.
Ryan: pov The cardiologist wanted Kate to have an echocardiogram just in case to make sure nothing else was wrong and when the cardiologist grabbed Kate's left arm and bent it so it was near her head. She started to have a severe PTSD episode which caused her to have a ventricular tachycardia episode and she had to be cardioverted. Lanie is saying Kate is in the scan room right now and afterwards they should be able to lessen the sedation and take out the breathing tube. I can't believe this happened to her, how awful. I know this was unpredictable but still I can't believe it.
Jim: pov Katie did amazing during the scan. She is transferred back to the bed from the gurney in her room. She is getting settled by nurse Stacie. The Dr has to look over her scans which could take awhile. I'm sitting with Katie who is still out while Lanie is on the phone with the boys updating them. She is doing much better, she is breathing better.
Alexis: pov Me and Dave have just arrived back with the tacos. We quickly eat them and the chips with the spicy cheese sauce, so we can take dad to the hospital to visit with Kate.
Dr Ashton: pov I come back in the room to check on Kate and talk about her scan results, her PTSD/heart episode will wear her out. I want to start letting up on the meds and let her wake up on her own. To be continued. ………..
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Hi!! May I request a scenario of Kazuha teasing their s/o making them flustered? I think he's the type to be super smooth and straightforward and I really wanna see this w/ your writing 😆💕
hello, are requests open? :) if so, could i request xiao and albedo with a reader who gets really easily shy/flustered? like when in albedo’s teacup line where he says “the thing im most interested in? probably you.” that almost made me pass out not gonna lie 👀🥲
#let me make you feel flustered.
—when they’re with a reader who gets (easily) flustered
CHARACTERS. Albedo, Kazuha, Xiao; gn!reader (blue’s best bois<333)
THEMES. fluff, established relationship, cute stuff
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ALBEDO pretends he doesn’t know but he very much knows that you are easily flustered when he does sweet actions to you since he had tried testing out his hypothesis with that before. However, if he knows you were not comfortable, of course, he’s not going to push you to your limits. There may be a certain time he will but it would be for future references only.
Although he does indulge himself sometimes. “Darling, could you pass me the beaker in front of you?” he’d ask politely. He knows you were already biting your lower lip from the endearment he used and did as he asked, however, he will suddenly turn to your face, lean in, and peck your cheek. A curve of a sly smile appears on his face at the sight of your eyes widening and your entire body freezing in place before he then says “Thank you, darling.” He even stops himself from saying how cute you are when you’re flustered but sometimes he can't do so. Be prepared:)
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KAZUHA, of course, he’s aware that he has such an impact on you, that’s why he likes to tease you ever so often. Unlike Albedo, however, he is leaning more towards flowery words than actions. Going back, it’s basically almost his mission to see you get flustered on his advances every single day. Among the three, he’s probably the one who’d try to test your limits in the long run. He merely loves showing his feelings for you and also because your reactions are the cutest rewards he could receive.
“You look so beautiful today, dove.” he’d pause, “On second thought, you’re always beautiful in my eyes.”
“You smell so nice, why do you always smell nice?”
“Kazuha, stop! It tickles!”
Be ready to have your patience tested because he surely will test you.
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XIAO may be of a different breed from the two, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel impressed or intrigued whenever he makes you flustered. He rarely purposely does it but it always leaves him pleased.
“Hey Xiao, how is the Chicken Tofu Pudding? Does it taste good? Do you like it?”
“It’s… alright.” he says, pondering whether it’s something he’d like better than Almond Tofu or not. Shaking the thought off, he looks at you and adds, “Everything you make tastes good.”
With just that simple compliment, a flush creeps upon your cheeks and you tried to suppress a smile on your face, which is fairly obvious nonetheless with how your eyes twinkled in delight and embarrassment at the same time.
A small smile curl’s on his own lips as he finds it difficult to look away. This is just one of the evidences of your feelings for him and maybe it’s just the confirmation that he needs from time to time.
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NOTES. hello! omg albedo’s teapot lines are *chef’s kiss. anw i love writing this hehe i hope it’s alright to join the two together<3 i’d love to write more but i think my heart can’t take ittttt aaa thank you for the requests! just realized these are my best bois<333
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holding out for a hero
Summary: Shaun (Shang-Chi) offers you go out for drinks and who are you to refuse?
Warnings: Drinking. Talk of sex (none actually happens). No spoilers for Shang-Chi and the Legend of the the Ten Rings (but I do give away what his job is in the movie if you didn't know that pre-movie).
Pairings: Shang-Chi x reader
Word count: 2,492
A/N: I did make the female reader bisexual in this piece, but if that's not how you identify, it's only briefly mentioned in a sentence or two and you can just swap out the pronouns, or skip over it really quick, without affecting the plot :) Also, please do not think I'm using the name Shaun because I didn't want to use Shang-Chi or am being disrespectful to his true name. I'm basing this timeline wise, before he reveals his past to anyone close to him.
“Hey guys!” You waved to Shaun and Katy as you walked into the hotel to clock in. You were taking over Katy’s shift. She needed to go home early to go to the doctors, but Shaun was still there for another 3 hours with you. You were very willing to take over her shift when she asked. You loved working with both of them and any chance you got to, you gladly took it. I mean, who wouldn’t want to get paid to hang out with your best friends?
“You’re welcome.” You heard Katy say to Shaun as she was walking inside to clock out, passing you by with a cheeky wink, as you took your spot next to him.
“Well, she’s in an awful good mood for having to go to the doctors. I thought she had a fear of the doctors.” You gasped, “Is she drunk?”
He chuckled, “No. She’s not actually going to the doctors. She just wanted an excuse to leave work early to go to some concert in LA.”
“Oh, that wench! I gave up going on a date to come in for her. I thought she was dying or something.” You pouted, not actually mad at her, but you were still sad you told your date no.
“You had a date? Who’s the lucky one.” Shaun asked.
“Well, she is a lucky gal who I paid to go to dinner without me.” You huffed.
“You paid her to go out to dinner? By herself?”
“Well, we already had reservations, but I told her something came up with work and I had to go in. But she could take the reservation if she wanted, my treat. I’m sure she probably took someone else since it was a reservation for two.”
“So let me get this straight.” Shaun started to laugh, “You paid some random girl to go on your date with someone else?” He was doubled over in laughter by the end of his sentence.
You kicked his shin, “Hey, I was trying to do something nice for someone I stood up… but yeah it does seem like I probably just sent her on a date with someone else.” You started to laugh with him.
“You’re too nice for your own good sometimes.” He patted you on the shoulder. “How about this, after our shift, I’ll take you out for drinks and karaoke, my treat.”
“Well, that would make me feel better.” You grinned at him, leaving his side to help the new guest pulling up.
After the shift, the two of you took a bus to his apartment so he could change out of his uniform. You were going to stop at your house, which was between his apartment and the bar but when you got into his room, a deep blue sweater hanging in his closet pulled your attention to it. You walked into his closet and shut the mirror door over it. Pulling the sweater off the hanger, it was softer than you could ever imagine. You stripped of your uniform top and threw on the sweater. It was so comfortable and after a deep inhale, smelt exactly like Shaun. It was heavenly.
“(Y/N)?” Shaun called out to you, coming out of the bathroom after getting dressed himself. You stepped out of the closet, “Why are you wearing my sweater?” He laughed at your guilty expression as you slowly walked up to him.
“Well, it was just sitting there looking so comfy, I just wanted to try it on, but now that it’s on I’m afraid I’m never going to take it off. It’s too comfy.” You wrapped your arms around yourself, snuggling into the sweater even more.
“It looks good on you.” He smiled.
“It can be our sweater, how’s that sound?” You batted your eyelashes up at him as he threw his head back in laughter.
“Let’s go short stuff before I end up staying here and cuddling. Our sweater isvery cozy, so it’s very tempting.” Him saying he would rather stay home and cuddle with you, and him holding your hand as he pulled you out of his apartment caused you to blush. He let go of your hand to lock his door, turning to you, “Are you blushing?” He chuckled, grazing his fingers over your burning cheeks.
“No, it’s just getting a little warm in this sweater.” You rolled the sleeves up, letting your arms breathe, “There, that’s better.” You lied and turned away to the exit with determination. He just shook his head and chuckled.
You were a few shots deep into your bar night when you couldn’t help but stare at Shaun. ‘Has he always been this pretty?’ you thought to yourself.
“What are you staring at?” He laughed as he set your next drink down. You said nothing but answered him by putting your hand in his hair, “Your hair is so soft. Oh my gosh it’s softer than this sweater.”
“How many drinks have you had?” He burst out laughing, pulling your hand out of his hair and holding it on the table in his own.
“I haven’t had anything to drink.” You slurred as you take a sip of the fruity drink, he put in front of you.
“Mhmmm, and how many fingers am I holding up?” He held up 3 fingers on the hand not holding yours.
“3, now how many am I holding up.” You stuck up your middle finger and stuck your tongue out as he pretended to be hurt and gasped. “I have to pee.” You got up and stumbled your way to the bathroom. It was a pretty simple trip there and back, but when you got out you couldn’t remember where your table with Shaun was. So instead of going to the table you headed up to the stage and picked the first song that stood out to you, “Holding out for a Hero” by Bonnie Tyler. As the intro music was building up you spoke into the microphone, “This one goes out to that beautiful boy right there.” You pointed vaguely in Shaun’s direction and then burst out into song.
He laughed as he made his way up to the edge of the stage. He was mostly concerned that you’d fall off the stage and land right on your face, but he was really enjoying the performance that you’d likely forget tomorrow. When you finished your song, you held your hand out to meet Shaun’s stretched out one to help you off the stage.
“Oh my gosh, thanks for helping me down. That was like a 20-foot drop. You’re the hero I was holding out for!” You exclaimed as you threw your arms around his neck.
“It’s a stage maybe 3 inches off the ground, but I’ll take the credit I guess.” He pulled back from the hug and grabbed your hand, pulling you back to your seats.
“Oh no, I’m empty.” You pouted when you found nothing in your cup at the table.
“I’ll get us refills. Stay here.” He made his way up to the bar.
You pulled out your phone and opened your texts with Katy,
“OMG KATY THIS REALLY HOT GUY IS GETTING ME A DRINK AT THE BAR. I THINK I MIGHT GET LAID 2NIGHT! 🤪”
“I thought you were at the bar with Shaun?”
“Who’s Shaun?”
Shaun came back to your table and set down your glass.
“Well, hello handsome.” You wiggled your eyebrows at him, “Do you come here often?” You leaned your head on your hand, elbow on the table. You were as Katy would describe it to you, “heart-eyeing” him.
“Okay, I’m glad I grabbed you a water.” Shaun chuckled as he took his seat across from you.
His phone lit up with Katy’s contact picture. He answered it, plugging the opposite ear.
“Hello?”
“Hey, are you still with (Y/N)?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Who else are you guys with?”
“No one, why?” his question was met with silence, then a loud laugh from Katy.
“HA! No way, she totally texted me that a hot guy was getting her a drink and she was definitely getting laid tonight. When I asked her if she was still with you she said ‘Who’s Shaun’ and proceeded to stop texting me. She thinks your hot and that you guys are hooking up, this is going better than I thought it would when I called in.”
“Shut up, you’re messing with me.”
“Well, what is she doing right now?”
“She’s staring at me and sighing contently… OH MY GOD SHE DOESN’T KNOW WHO I AM!?” Shaun whisper-yelled into the phone.
“Well of course I know who you are silly! You’re the handsome man who’s sitting across from me and I’m the lucky gal who gets to look at you.” You giggled as you continued to stare at him with a sweet, but glazed over, look.
“Oh my god she’s so far gone.” Katy laughed on the other end.
“What do I do? Have you ever seen her this drunk?” Shaun was beginning to worry that you’d had way past your limit and you were about to get really sick.
“Oh yeah, definitely. All you have to do is bring her home and put her to bed. She’ll be fine, I’ve seen her drunker than this and not get sick.”
“Okay, should I make her coffee or something?”
“She’s allergic to coffee genius.” Katy rolled her eyes.
“Right, right. I knew that. Thanks Katy.” He hung up the phone and got up to grab your stuff.
“Hey where are you going?” You pouted as he walked up to the bar to pay the bill
“I’ll be right back, just wait here for me.” You nodded your head and waited patiently for him to come back.
“We’re going to go home now, alright?” Shaun pulled you out of your seat carefully helping you land on your feet. You nodded your head and yawned, stretching your arms over your head.
“Shaun, I’m too tired to walk.”
“Oh, now you remember who I am?” He chuckled, and you gave him a questioning look,
“Of course, I remember you, why wouldn’t I?”
“Well about 5 minutes ago you didn’t, I brought you a water and I guess it cleared your head enough. Come here.” He bent over enough for you to hop onto his back so he could give you a piggyback ride.
“My hero.” You mumbled into his back, closing your eyes as he started walking out of the building.
“Hey, (Y/N).” Shaun shook his shoulders to wake you up.
“Mhmm?” You moaned.
“Where are your keys?”
You sighed and climbed off his back, reaching into your purse, you handed the keys to him. He grabbed your hand and led you up to your porch, unlocking the front door and bringing you inside. He locked the door behind him and picked you up bridal style. Your head lolled into his chest as he carried you to your bedroom. He put you down on the bed, pulling the covers up and over you.
“Shaun…” You let your hand reach up to pull his arm back to you.
“What’s up?” He looked at you with concern.
“Can you help me take my pants off?” You laughed, and he blushed.
“Uh… yeah, sure.” Once he pulled back the covers, he realized why you asked. He hadn’t realized you were still in your dress pants from work. He went to unhook the buttons and slowly pulled them down your legs, tossing them into your hamper across the room. He pulled the covers back up to your chin and laughed as you happily took them and snuggled farther into the bed. He went to leave again but you stopped him yet again, “Shaun…”
“Yes?”
“Will you stay with me?”
“I was going to crash on the couch. I’ll be right outside, holler if you need something okay?”
“No… will you stay in here with me?” You opened your eyes for the first time since you got into your house. You gave him a puppy dog pout that made him melt.
“I can set up some couch cushions on the floor I guess…” he began looking around the floor to find a big enough space for him.
“No… Shaun… just come here.” You pulled him onto the bed and scooted over, pulling the covers over him. He hesitated for a second, body freezing, but when you snuggled your body into his side, he quickly melted under your touch. Not strong enough to fight off sleep any longer.
Shaun sighed as he woke up, he forgot to set his alarm last night. He probably was going to be late for work. He opened his eyes to see an unfamiliar bedding surrounding him. It then hit him that he was not alone. He was holding onto someone. Looking down, he saw your peaceful face resting into his chest. Your breath fanning over him, tickling him. ‘When did I take my shirt off?’ He thought as he quickly realized why it tickled. He looked under the covers slowly, trying not to wake you, ‘When did I take my pants off?!’ He questioned himself in alarm as he realized he was snuggled up to you in just underwear. He slowly leaned up on his elbow to look around them. Your pants and bra were thrown haphazardly towards your hamper and his shirt, pants, and socks laid at the end of the bed. He laid back on his side and looked down at his current position with you. He had his hand resting on your back underneath his sweater. Your legs tangled with his, and your hands cupping under your face that was cuddled up into his chest still. He couldn’t help the giant grin that plastered his face. He’s wanted to be with you like this for years. He’s wanted to be able to hold you close when he wakes up, to be able to kiss your forehead as you wake up, smiling up at him. He’s wanted to feel how soft your skin is, how gentle your lips rest against his skin. He’s got goose bumps all over his body as he realizes just how warm you are. He started rubbing circles on your back, trying to wake you up.
“Mhmm. That feels nice.” You smiled into his skin. You slowly opened your eyes and looked up at him, “See, isn’t this so much better than sleeping on the couch?”
“This is way better.” He kissed your hairline.
“I hope you know when I said this is our sweater, I meant I’m never giving it back.”
“You look better in it anyway.” He shrugged, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, getting a good look at you, ‘Oh yeah, way better in it.’ He thought to himself as he blushed thinking about beautiful you were and how lucky he is right now in this moment.
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Lyraaa plz all I can think about is Oikawa coming home after a long day of practice and cuddeling with you! Strong arms wrapping around you while he nuzzles into your chest. Bonus if you run your fingers through his soft hair 😩
It doesn't have to be oiks just someone anyone come lay on my chest plz!!!
-Honey🍯
heyy babyyy plsss that sounds so sweet omg sidjsj let me—
COMING HOME AFTER A LONG DAY (HQ)
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↱ includes: oikawa, suna, akaashi
↱ genre: fluff, comfort , just soft stuff
↱ wc: 0.9k
— a/n: babeee i loved ur little draft I’m so SoRRY FIR TAKING SO LONG but I haven’t felt so soft in a long time T-T ty
reblogs are highly appreciated <33
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✿ OIKAWA TOORU
“Long day?”
Oikawa only sighs as an answer, pulling his shirt over his head before throwing himself at your shared bed, face smothering against the soft sheets.
“Nah, just the usual.” He says, turning his head to the side so he can see you. Even though the tiredness on his face is visible from miles away, his signature smile remains on his lips, cheeky and wide as always. “What about you, princess? How was your day?”
It has always startled you how selfless and caring Oikawa is. It was impossible for your heart to not melt in those chocolate, sleepy eyes and that silly smile. You shake your head.
“It doesn't matter, come here,” You say, opening your arms to him. And suddenly, Oikawa has a lot of energy left in him. Like a puppy dog about to go for a walk, he lifts his body and drags it to your side, snuggling it against your chest.
“Mmh, you didn't answer the question baby.” You can feel his hot breath through your shirt, sending a pleasant warmth right to your heart. Caressing his brown locks and running a hand on the expanse of his toned back, you sigh.
“I don’t want to lull you to sleep with my boring day.” Oikawa chuckles, and squeezes you harder, thinking how cute you are before nuzzling his nose further into your chest. “But, I love hearing you talk.”
You blush and you are happy he can't see it, because otherwise Oikawa Tooru won't shut up about how cute his girlfriend is even when he is tired to the bones.
Oikawa stayed in the safety of your arms, offering an honest laugh or a little hum as you talked. On nights like these the word was only you and him. And he wished tomorrow would be the same as this: perfect.
✿ SUNA RINTAROU 
“Rin!”
Suna only needed to hear your voice to forget about the soreness in his limbs. It was as simple as that. Smiling as he locks the door, suna turns away with soft eyes. “Hey, pretty.”
He says dropping his bag and extending his arms for you. That’s all the invitation you need to jump into his arms hugging him tightly, face smothered against his muscular chest. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too, baby.” And there is this raspiness and heaviness in his voice only a full day of workout could give him that makes your legs weak.
You stay like this for five solid minutes, just enjoying each other’s warmth.
Suddenly, you feel Suna’s body weighing on you as if his legs had stopped working and you were his only support.
“Rintarou!! You are gonna make us fall!” You hear a loud chuckle coming from the green-eyed blocker as you take a few steps back trying to keep your balance. But, inevitably, you trip and your back lands on the couch followed by Suna’s body plopping on top of yours with a happy sigh.
“You are a wonderful pillow Y/N.” He laughs, wrapping his arms around you and lifting his muscular body just a little so his whole weight doesn’t crush you. Not completely at least. “We should always sleep like this, it would improve my performance.”
And you can perfectly picture the shit-eating grin plastered on his lips.
“No way! ” Another chuckle slips through his lips, much quieter this time. His chest swells as he takes a long breath and your hand travels to his hair, playing with his brown locks just the way he likes it.
No more sounds come from your boyfriend except deep breaths and quiet mumbles —an habit of his you discovered the first time you shared a bed— and you can’t help but smile. “Sweet dreams, Rin.”
✿ AKAASHI KEIJI
“Y/N, I’m home-”
Akaashi blinks. The coffee table full of his favorite pastries and he is so focused on that puffy cinnamon roll, he doesn’t notice you handing him a mug that says “best boyfriend” filled with dark liquid.
“Welcome back, Keiji.” You can’t help giggling since Akaashi’s face is completely lost, not knowing whether to look at the delicious treats or at his lover. But one thing is for sure, his heart is beating fast.
He erases the distance between you and reaches for the mug, placing iit on the table, he needs both of his hands to caress your face and the coffee is on the way. “You didn’t have to-” He whispers cupping your cheeks to look directly into your eyes.
You have always thought his eyes were beautiful and now that they’re framed with glasses, they denote certain wisdom and maturity that only makes you fall harder for him. But work seems to make his navy blue orbits dull, so tonight you are determined to light his heart up.
“Just wanted my sweet boyfriend to relax. You deserve it, baby..” Akaashi’s eyes soften and his cheeks burn. His usual calmed demeanor always seems to crumbled with your sweet talk, it’s almost embarrassing.
He shakes his head. “But you came from work too, you shouldn’t be-” You push his hands away from your face and now you are the one cupping his cheeks, an angry pout taking over your features
“Keiji, shut up and let me spoil you!” You hiss, not really angry. He Akaashi closes his eyes defeated before leaning down to pepper your lips. Maybe he can allow himself to get spoiled...just once, he thinks.
“Okay, angel, you win. You can baby me today. But don’t forget who’s the baby here”
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