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navybrat817 · 1 year

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Is our lumberjack nervous to be a dad?

A little bit, nonnie.

Prepping the Nursery

Pairing: Lumberjack!Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Summary: Steve reflects as he readies the nursery.

Word Count: Almost 900

Warnings: Fluff, ki-ssing pregnancy, slight feels (it's me), canon divergent, Steve Rogers (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: Set in Into the Woods AU. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by @firefly-graphics . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

It was a warm and sunny day when Steve decided to paint the nursery. After testing a few colors and picking a theme, he wanted to get to work. You wanted to help, of course. He requested that you wore a mask, even though he had the window open the fumes wouldn't overwhelm you. He also asked you not to climb on the ladder.

"Hope you don't mind me using this," you said, putting on one of his old shirts before you joined him. You didn't button it though, keeping your bump exposed.

Still look better in my shirts than I ever do.

"Don't mind at all. Just stay off the ladder. That's an order," he half teased.

"You do remember I'm a perfectly capable human being who can take care of herself. I had a whole career as a writer before I met you and still do," you teased softly, observing one of the walls. He knew the room was going to be beautiful. "Between you and Bucky, I swear."

"Between the two of us, what?" he asked.

Bucky already proclaimed himself as an "uncle" and expected Steve to be the same to his baby. He couldn't believe both of you got pregnant around the same time. Maybe fate was trying to give them more of the happiness they deserved.

"The baby proofing. The restrictions. It's just a shock you don't have bubble wrap around me."

The sheepish smile on his face along with his mumbled apology made you laugh away your exasperated expression. You insisted on sticking with your routine, even on your tired days, and you wouldn't push yourself more than necessary. It was in his nature though to be protective of those he cared about. You were no exception and neither was your precious cargo. And if anything happened to you or your baby, he'd-

"Steve?" you asked.

He didn't answer as he set his paintbrush down and guided his hand to your stomach. He'd never forget the pure, unbridled joy he felt when he learned he was going to be a father. He may have shed a happy tear once he wore you out with celebration sex. It was a dream come true.

There was also an exposure of fear when all he wanted to do was wrap himself around you and keep you both safe from harm. Physically, he was now more than strong enough to keep you both safe. But with the ailments he had from his childhood, would any of those pass on? Would the serum wipe those chances out?

He just wanted his baby to be healthy.

You had enough to worry about being attached to the former Captain America. It made it easier to walk away from missions completely for the time being with a baby on the way. He had seen enough of the horrors of the world and felt the blood on his hands. He didn't want that on his doorstep.

"Steve," you said again, your eyes filled with understanding. "I'm teasing you, okay? If it makes you feel better to keep an extra eye on me within reason or be a little protective, that's more than fine."

You weren't just saying that to placate him and that alone made him relax. "Thank you. I appreciate that," he said, kissing your temple.

One of the things Steve cherished about your relationship was the give and take. You didn't cave to his whims without a second thought and he didn't enforce rules just to stay in control. Balance and communication made your bond stronger.

"And, peanut, your mama really is a strong, perfectly capable human being. A brilliant writer and a loving woman," he smiled, rubbing your stomach. The best person he knew. "I just can't help myself and I'm very lucky she puts up with me."

"We're the lucky ones, Beefcake," you said, placing your hand over his. He knew you were smiling behind the mask.

"I just want to do right by both of you," he said.

He wanted to be a hero in both of your eyes by simply loving you.

"Peanut will hear all sorts of stories about you one day and wonder how he got so lucky to have you as a dad," you said. From the moment you found out you were pregnant, you thought you were having a boy and he wasn't going to argue with your instincts. "You'll be his whole world."

You two are my world.

"Not as lucky as he'll be to have you as a mom," he said, tugging the mask down to give you a proper kiss.

You moaned a little as his beard scraped against your face. "Are we going to get any painting done?"

"You come in here wearing my shirt and saying sweet things and you expect me not to take advantage of that?" he smirked, pulling you close by your hips.

"Oh, no you don't. You said I have to wear my mask," you teased, trying to cover your mouth again. "That was an order."

"Fuck the orders," he half growled, kissing you again.

The two of you eventually got the nursery painted and he couldn't have been prouder with how it turned out. The room represented love and a new beginning. And he couldn't wait for the day his baby made his home complete.

Steve and Bucky will both be amazing fathers. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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irisintheafterglow · 8 months

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Polish Up Real Nice! (bnha boys x you)

summary: hcs about taking care of yourself and taking care of the boys (with bakugo, shoto, izuku, kirishima, and denki)

cw/tags: swearing cuz bakugo is here, sickeningly cheesy fluff, the tiniest little bit of angst, pet names (love, babe, baby, sweetheart, lovey)

note: this is your reminder to take good fucking care of yourself because you deserve to feel loved !!!

likes, reblogs, and feedback is always appreciated <3

Bakugo Katsuki

he has a longer skincare routine than you

does not matter if your routine is 2 steps or 10

he absolutely has a more complex regimen

will hide your body wash/shampoo to force you to use his instead

he likes it when you smell like him because he doesn't know how to voice his fuckin emotions any other way

it's ok !!! we love him anyway !!!

will automatically assume you're using his stuff if he starts running out

"babe, do you know what the fuck happened to my serums?"

"no, love, i'm sorry"

"you're not using them behind my back, are you?"

"i can't read half of the instructions on that tiny-ass bottle."

"it's self-explanatory-"

"it's also $100 for literally 2 milliliters, kats."

"that's a no, then."

it was denki lmao he was over at your house trying to figure out which bottle was soap

also has a haircare routine but not as strict as skincare

he'll just put leave-in conditioner if he wants it to look extra fluffy

MELTS when you massage oil into his scalp

he would rather die than wear one of those cutesy face masks

but he's over here putting fucking cucumbers on his eyes

you have a photo of him with a clay mask on and cucumbers over his eyes that he doesn't know you took

immediately sent it to his friends and now every single contact photo is of that picture

his love language is most definitely not words of affirmation but i think quality time is a strong contender

so when you're both getting ready in the morning he'll wordlessly hand you bottles of products without you asking because he's memorized your habits too <3

Todoroki Shoto

has like????? no skincare routine??????

man is just effortlessly pretty

for a long time he'd just use whatever momo or his mom recommended to him

when he started dating you and you asked about his skincare routine, he was the definition of confused

he was like

"i wash it??"

"no, but like with what product, sweetheart?"

"soap??"

despite not having much of a routine for himself, he will buy you WHATEVER you want

does not matter if the product costs more than the fucking moon

he'll have at least two bottles of it in your house at all times so you never run out

whenever he visits the store or has an assistant out shopping for him, he'll ask if you need anything (applies to basically everything but especially selfcare items)

when you do a facemask with him your favorite part is tying back his hair and giving him a tiny little sprout on the top of his head

also melts when you massage hair oil into his scalp

but he likes to give you massages more

could be with lotion or body wash, doesn't matter

will heat and/or cool his body depending on what you need

he likes running his hands over your skin until you're on the verge of falling asleep

and then he'll just lie down next to you and press his body against yours

Midoriya Izuku

doesn't really know much about skincare but is very eager to learn!!

adores doing facemasks with you

will pick up silly little animal masks from the store while he's on patrol

"look, it's a penguin."

"zuku, my love, where did you get these?"

"on patrol today."

"you're supposed to be stopping villains, babe."

"to be fair, i did kick the hell out of some thieves before buying them."

"ah, so you rewarded yourself."

"by being able to spend time with you, yes."

when he comes home late from a mission or from patrol and he's too tired to take care of his curls, you do it for him

just taking care of him in general when his body is physically unable to do it

which is quite often because you know, he's fucking deku

you'll lead him to the bath and make sure the water is warm beforehand

after he's settled and you clean any pressing wounds, you start working on his hair

he almost falls asleep right there, with your fingers gently rubbing product into his curls

you have to gently wake him to remind him to rinse

will sleepily watch you put on lip balm and then ask to try it

when you hand it out to him, he shakes his head

you smile and he kisses it off your lips

"that's pretty good. keep wearing it, please."

Kirishima Eijiro

probably uses a simple face wash and moisturizer

sometimes uses toner if you remind him but he doesn't really need it since his skin doesn't get super oily

he has a hand care routine

does that even exist??

it does now !

one of your nightly routines with him is rubbing lotion into his palms

because of his quirk, they can get really, really rough and dry

his skin in general gets beat up the most

he tries to remember to put lotion on but he's so busy that he forgets often

he also likes it better when you're sitting across from him and dotingly running your thumb along his palms

despite having a lot of callouses, it's one of the more sensitive spots on his body

"what is it, eiji?"

"that tickles."

he also asks you if you can help him take care of his nails, too

they tend to get roughed up during battles and he also sometimes picks at his cuticles absentmindedly

you help him clean up the nailbeds and scrub dirt from under the fingernails

he watches you like you painted the stars in the sky

when he comes out of the shower and his hair is down, he'll shake his head like a dog if you're in close proximity

effectively hitting you with water like a lawn sprinkler

the absolute KING of physical affection self-care

if you've had a hard day sometimes the one thing you need is just for him to lay his entire body weight on you

"can i ask a favor, babe?"

"anything, lovey."

"work was shit today, could you-"

he's already throwing himself at you and burying you both into the couch cushions

Kaminari Denki

definitely used hand soap to wash his face before dating you

instead of hiding your body wash to make you smell like him, he likes to use your products instead to make him smell like you

because of the videos you send him, most of his social media feed is influencers doing product reviews

he'll send you those product reviews and ask if it's legit or not

if you say it's legit, he'll buy it for you even if you didn't ask for it

"the fuck is this?"

"looks like some crystal roller thing, i don't know."

"baby, you're the one that bought it."

"to be fair, i black out every time i press 'proceed to cart,' so i don't remember doing it."

LOVES taking pictures and videos while you're doing self-care together

he's a sucker for the domestic life what can i say

will play music while you're trying to do your routine and take videos of him just spinning you around your bathroom

his skin also tends to dry out because of his quirk and sometimes he just needs a nice, long soak

will adamantly try to convince you to join him

not in a sexual way but in a matter of he has a small water gun hiding below the surface of the bubbles

instead of doing deep pressure therapy for you, sometimes he needs it from you

it gets hard for him, being a conduit of such a volatile quirk, and he needs you to remind him that his body isn't just a weapon

therefore he likes to just walk up behind you and ask to put his arms around you or just hold you

because he needs it

and deep down?

you need it too

if you think this was self indulgent then you are absolutely correct;

if you enjoy my writing and would like to support me, you can buy me a coffee on my ko-fi! you can also check out my full masterlist here :)

#mha x reader #mha x you #mha x y/n #bnha x you #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bakugo x you #todoroki x you #deku x you #kirishima x you #denki x you #mha fluff #bnha fluff #mha headcanons #bnha headcanons

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bbyquokka · 1 year

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🥺 hey twinnie.. you know how it be with me rn.. just thoughts of getting fat hug from all the skz members, like how they all hugged chris during that lovers episode they did.

And I want a hug from you I hate distance rn 😭

group hug

ANGST/COMFORT BELOW CUT - MINORS, AGELESS AND DEFAULT BLOGS; DNI

warnings: fem reader, she/her pronouns used, ot8!, felix and reader are in an established relationship, mention of reader feeling grief. words: 0.7k ~ (707)

dont repost. dont translate. feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

you nuzzle under the duvet, broken hiccups in the form of sobs leaving your lips. curled in a fetal position as you hold the thing you treasure the most, close to your chest.

“why..” you whisper to yourself, heart shattering as you recall the events that's happened the last two days “just a bit longer. i thought we had more time with one another.”

tears roll down your cheeks, trickling down the bridge of your nose before landing on the mattress with a soft plop. your eyes are red, sore and puffy, lips chapped, throat sore. you have a headache and feel so tired, mentally and physically.

your body is heavy with grief, a piece of you feels like it's missing.

felix bites his lip as he stares at your closed door. you didn't mean to, but you snapped at him. he knows you're upset right now and that you didn't mean it, but it pains him to see you hurt and broken like this and not be able to do anything about it.

so he called the few people he falls onto when he is unsure of what to do - his members.

“she'll be ok.” minho softly says, noticing how the younger man is currently burning holes in your door.

“i know.” he sighs, playing with fingers. “i just wish i could do something, y'know.”

“she knows you're here for her, felix. we all are.” hyunjin gives felix a soft and reasuring smile.

“i just wish there was a way to show her that im here; that we're all here.” felix mumbles.

“sometimes it's best to leave people be during these times. maybe she doesn't want company right now and having company might make her worse?” jisung suggests, trying his best to reassure felix's mind.

“nah.. that's not like her.. she loves hugs and cuddles. loves skin on skin. we all know that with the way she clings to me!” everyone hums, nodding slowly.

“thats it!” chan says, slapping his thighs and pushing himself up off the sofa. felix watches chan approach your door, softly knocking with his knuckle.

“yn? it's chan.” he says softly. he pauses, listening to you sniffle and shift around.

“go away.” you choke out.

“you know i won't leave you, yn. felix is worried about you, as we all are!”

“chan. please, just leave me alone.” chan sighs softly, his stubborn side getting the better of him.

“im coming in.” he waits for your reply. silence. he opens the door and walks inside, the members watching and waiting; anticipating for you to scream at him to tell him to f off.

but you don't.

chan walks into the living area, your limp and tired body over his shoulder. you don't have the energy or willpower to fight him, he just scooped you up and put you over your shoulder.

“you can't isolate yourself, yn. not at a time like this.” chan softly states, placing you down on the sofa beside felix. you look down at your lap, tears threatening to spill down your cheeks for the nth time.

“watch me.” you mumble stubbornly.

“oh we will, doesn't mean we will let it happen.” seungmin hums.

“why though.”

“because we care for you and love you, yn. you don't have to do this alone. don't push away the people that are willing to help you. surround yourself with people that have positive energy, people that love you so much. it'll help lessen the burden.” felix says, gently taking your hand is his.

you look up at him, your vision blurred as tears spill. you grip onto felixs hand.

“i love you yn. you're not alone in this so don't push me or us away.” he gently strokes away your tears as you sob.

“i-im sorry. i'm so sorry, i didn't mean to.. it just, it hurts. it hurts so bad.” you babble, snot and tears free falling down your face.

“we know yn, but we're here. don't push us away. allow yourself to lean on us for support.” chan sits next to you, pulling your sobbing body into his chest. he hugs you tightly, the members all piling on top to surround you in hugs.

it's warm and soothing. its home.

note: i wish i could give you a bigggggg squeeze rn, thats all i've been wanting to do since. ilysvm & im always here for you ‹3

tags (open): not tagging because it doesn't feel right due to the nature of the fic/situation.

#💀👑#skz angst #skz comfort #stray kids angst #stray kids comfort #ot8 #bang chan x reader #lee know x reader #changbin x reader #hyunjin x reader #han jisung x reader #lee felix x reader #seungmin x reader #jeongin x reader #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #skz scenarios #skz soft thoughts #skz soft hours

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spiriteddreams · 2 years

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played the archon quest and got so scared for xiao so here's some hurt/comfort

the prospect of death has never scared xiao. he's always known that there will be a time when he might not be able to continue on in teyvat. he's fought for thousands of years, physically and mentally, to be a saviour of liyue whether the people remember him or not. the distance he puts between himself and others has always been comfortable for him. never too far that he can't appear at a call for help, but never too close for him to become attached.

and then you fell into his life, stumbling and bright, tempting him with almond tofu and sweet smiles. he wanted to push you away, tried to put as much distance between you and him because he was afraid your touch would burn him to ashes. and he watched from a distance as your smiles faded when he wouldn't answer your call, the light in your eyes dimming when he didn't touch the plate of almond tofu left out for him.

"you came." you're surprised and yet your tone is flat. tired.

"you called my name." you don't react to his words.

"i didn't think you would." xiao wants to curse himself for the way you've seemed to pull away from him. this was what he wanted, right? and yet he seems to be more dejected that you are, even if there's barely a smile on your features. it's his fault, he screams at himself in his head, this is why he cannot get attached.

"thank you, though." xiao blinks as the smile begins to grow on your face, "i'm glad you're here. do you want almond tofu?"

"you're not mad at me?" he blurts out. his eyes betray him and they stare at the bowl of dessert that you gesture to on the table.

you grin at him and xiao's chest hurts at how much it brings him comfort. "oh i am." forget it, he's going to run away and ensure you never cross paths with him again.

"but i thought that you could use a friend right now." you sit down at the table and stare at him, waiting for him to pull up his seat. he wants to refuse, to scoff and tell you that you're not friends. but his feet move him forward and he's collapsing into the chair, reaching for the bowl of almond tofu before his mind even catches up with him. it tastes sweet and warm on his tongue, melting away the worries in his mind. you laugh at his relaxed expression and he glares at you but doesn't say anything, shoveling another spoonful into his mouth.

"qingxin flowers will be in full bloom in a few days." xiao clears his throat and looks at you, absolutely horrified to see that you're staring right back at him. "do you want to see them in jueyun karst?"

you know what he's trying to ask. he doesn't quite know the right words to say it, but he's trying. so you smile and reach out your hand, gently resting it atop of his. "i'd love to."

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! <3 a/n: finished my last day of classes for the quarter so i can finally just relax and touch up on my finals before turning them in!

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #xiao #genshin impact xiao #genshin impact xiao x reader #spiriteddreams writing #spiriteddreams

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demelza00 · 2 months

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Dark Days

Suguru Geto & Gn!Reader

Contains: some comfort, Geto is having a really bad day, no actual romance, kind of really angsty ??

You can't really comfort him, so you're just there for him when he needs it </3

I'm not dead yall! Even though it's been like a year yikes. Just wrote this and realized I actually really like it?? Mostly self-indulgent I love making characters sad. ALSO I might make this a series?? Get the other characters involved?? If yall wanna see that lmk!

-This is after the Star Plasma Vessel Arc, Geto has not gone rouge, they're ~17

Word count: 637

POV: 1st person

I carefully knock on Geto’s door, but I don’t hear anything. He has to be here.. I try the door, and it’s unlocked, so I open it and lean my head in. For a moment I don’t see him, but then I recognize the bumps in his unmade bed. I quietly step in and close the door behind me. He barely opens his eyes to look at me from under his blankets.

I don’t say anything- frankly I don’t know what to say. I walk over slowly, wanting to give him time to tell me to leave. He doesn’t. When I’m beside his bed, he moves a bit, and his tired eyes watch me as his hand comes out from under the blankets, held open. I kneel down beside his bed and hold his hand.

He sighs quietly, his eyes closing again. We sit in silence for what’s probably a few minutes. He squeezes my hand. His eyes open again. He slowly pulls my arm toward him. I stand up and carefully sit on his bed, beside where he’s laying down, and he moves his head to be in my lap.

Cautiously, I move my hand to his head, then run my fingers through the top of his hair. It looks like a tangled, unwashed mess, and that scares me. I’ve seen him sick, I’ve seen him burnt out, but I’ve never seen him not take care of his hair. After about a minute, he’s asleep.

Geto’s eyes open, and I look down at him. He doesn’t look like he’s feeling any better. But I really don’t blame him for that. He hasn’t felt right since everything with the Star Plasma Vessel. Riko. He looks up at me, his expression not changing. I don’t say anything still.

He opens his mouth to say something, then cringes and tries to clear his throat. I reach over and grab his water bottle, and he pushes himself to sit up, and takes it. He drinks some water, then seems to be able to clear his throat properly. His arms are shaky as he tries to set the water bottle back on his nightstand.

I gently take it and set it there for him. He looks at me for a moment, and I swear I see small tears pooling. He closes his eyes. After a few seconds, he looks at me again. “Thank you,” he mumbles. “Anything for you,” I say quietly. He takes a deep breath, and lays back down, this time not on my lap.

He stares at the ceiling, and I watch him. I don’t know if he’s ready to try to feel better yet. Eventually, I stare at the wall instead.

Geto’s head turns, and I look down at him. “You’re still here?” he asks quietly. I nod. “Why?” he asks, still quiet. “You’re going through something. I don’t like going through things alone. I won’t let you deal with this alone either,” I say quietly. He stares at me for a few more seconds, then looks back at the ceiling.

“I don’t wanna do this anymore,” he says. I don’t say anything. I know he hates this- all of this. Curses. Ingesting curses, the physical manifestation of the worst of humanity. Watching people die. Watching friends die. Being able to do near nothing about it.

Being told to get over it.

This is your life as a sorcerer.

It doesn’t get better, you get used to it. We all hate it. Some of us deal with it better. Some of us deal with it differently. But we all hate it. That much is true. That much is seen in Shoko chainsmoking at 17. That much is seen in Gojo refusing to ever be weak, even with us. That much is seen in Geto’s episodes of.. this.

I hope you guys liked it!! If you want a continuation I will totally make one, feel free to leave some suggestions!! Requests are open as well <3 Likes & reblogs appreciated love yall

#suguru geto #geto suguru #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #geto angst #reverse comfort #i love him

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itstheelvenjedi · 1 year

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4/27/23 EDIT TO ADD: I'm disabling reblogs on this part of the post as per the advice of someone in the tags to prevent it from going around and getting out of hand but obligatory disclaimer that this is NOT an accurate post to my current state of mind. In absolute simplest terms: I'm both physically disabled and ND, and the past 2 years have been a very shitty time for me with a lot of trauma and ableism etc. etc. BUT which ultimately helped me to grow into a more emotionally mature person who absolutely would not have said these things. It's not an excuse but it is context, and if I had known (didn't remember I queue'd this and the first I knew it existed was when I woke up and checked this tumblr for the first time in almost 3 weeks and I had almost 100 notes on a single post LMAO) it was there, I would have deleted it before it got posted. I've made another post in a reblog chain >HERE< that goes into this but this is like a TL;DR if you will. You can also find a stand-alone post with the copy-paste of the ammendment >HERE< or in my pinned post (I'll leave it here for a while and take it down later once this blows over)

EDIT #2: currently trying to figure out how to disable replies but can't seem to so I'm putting this at the TOP of the damned post instead because there's still a handful of people that think it's appropriate to make nasty comments without actually READING the ammendment, I'm sorry if I sound cranky it's been a long day, I am v tired & running out of ways to say the word "sorry" lol

The thing that gets me about the "oh wanting a cure for the incurable disability that ruins my life is not ableism ACSHUALLY!!!" crowd is

Yes babes, yes it is. That's a lil nugget called ✨internalised ableism✨ and ya know something? ITS STILL ABLEISM

You can put a pretty red bow with polka dots and frills on a pig as much as you like but it's STILL A FUCKING PIG and NOTHING You do will change that

But most of yall aren't ready for that conversation ig.

It's hard. It's a very hard thing to confront, realise and accept but it IS. and ableists EVERYWHERE will use that as a pro-eugenics gotcha. You're not just hurting yourself you're hurting other disabled people too.

ABLE BODIED PEOPLE DO NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THIS POST. YOU ARE NOT DISABLED AND YOU ARE NOT QUALIFIED TO TALK ABOUT WHAT IS OR IS NOT DIFFICULT FOR DISABLED PEOPLE. Able bodied ND people may add stuff if you want but be aware if you try to derail physically disabled additions w/ "buh muh ND ish awso a disabiwity" I will straight up block you. Yall ALWAYS do that and I am tired of it. Just don't be an asshole about your additons if you're going to make any or stay quiet too.

#the queue is strong with this one #elven rants #actually disabled #tw: ableism #tw: internalized ableism #ya know what im tired of being quiet about this #it needs to be fucking said #and realising this on my own journey was a huge hurdle for me to get over so trust #*me i KNOW. and i KNOW some of u are gonna read what ive said here and immediately get mad #but take a step back for a second...and ask yourself WHY youre mad

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mazeinthemiroh · 2 years

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kim hongjoong boyfriend headcanons

genre: fluff

word count: 0.7k

warnings: none

requested?: yes

song rec: purple rain by prince

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

before we begin, i just wanna say that i love this man he's just amazing in every way

just needed to get that off my chest, phew

ok lets do this

if hongjoong chooses you as his partner... you are so so lucky

this man is so loyal and will put his heart and soul into the relationship. i think it would take a lot for him to trust someone in a romantic type of way because he wants to make sure that he is with the right person. he doesn't want to waste his time or potentially have his feelings hurt by someone who is not putting in the same amount of trust and effort into the relationship as he is

his main love language is quality time. which... is hard, because he is very busy. but he will make a special effort to try to hang out with you, maybe in his lunch break, he will see if he can meet up with you for a quick coffee. or if he is reallyyyy busy but just wants to see your beautiful face, he will give you the option to hang out in the studio

if you do decide to join him in the studio he will be super happy! will show you how he produces or will ask you for your input for new song ideas. if you like a certain genre he will try and incorporate that for you in his new song!

he is very attentive. loves listening to you talk about all your passions, interests, hopes and dreams. and he will really appreciate it if you do the same for him. someone who really listens and is interested in what he has to say, perhaps about his music or future goals for instance is a person hongjoong would really like as a partner. he really likes connecting with you on a deep, personal level. would probably stay up all night talking to you if he could but man is tired most of the time so will probably drift off to sleep. talking with you about literally anything just takes his mind away from work and all the stuff he has to get done. you really just give him time to relax and enjoy himself.

he catches himself being romantic when he starts writing romantic songs about you. it's like he can't help it! the lyrics were so easy to write for him because all he had to do was think of you

hongjoong isn't too keen on pda (public displays of affection.) he prefers to express his physical affection for you privately. we know from countless of ateez content that he doesn't like skinship, but here comes my ✨theory✨: hongjoong does like skinship, in his own way. there are instances where he is physically affectionate with the members but it is usually when he initiates it. he can be touchy, he just has to be comfortable and trust you, which will obviously happen as you get to know each other more. did any of that make any sense??? lmao

and when he is comfortable enough to initiate more than just hand-holding and other little touches, he will essentially turn into your little cuddle bug. usually when he is sleepy ngl. looking into his eyes you will see a warm glow in them as he looks at you with a sleepy smile, he will shuffle over and essentially flop his body onto yours and will fall asleep then and there. you provide so much comfort for him

dates with him would include:

cafe dates - hongjoong's go-to date is probably finding a cute little cafe to go with you, so you guys can just sit, relax and talk together about anything and everything. he loves these dates because its quick, convenient, requires no planning and also just has the perfect atmosphere for a date!

cultural dates - i'm talking museums, art galleries, going into book shops or record shops or any unique place that catches your eye. he just loves experiencing these things with you

photography dates - if you both are into photography this will be a date he would love to take you on! just having both your cameras and going on walks, working on your photography skills together. he will probably take more pictures of you than the actual scenery because he says you're prettier <///3

conclusion: hongjoong best boy

#hongjoong #kim hongjoong #ateez #atz #atz fluff #ateez scenarios #ateez imagines #ateez reactions #ateez fluff #ateez headcanons #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #requested

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pochipop · 2 years

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＃BNHA !! ♡ — CONFESSING TO YOU.

#. synopsis! — they confess to you after realizing how hard they've fallen following your killer performance at the ua sports festival .

#. characters! —bakugo, kaminari, todoroki .

#. warnings! — none .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. part I! — you can find the prerequisite fic: here .

𖦹. ━ BAKUGO !!

Classwork has really gotten interesting lately. Not because you and your peers are reading anything special, —but because the physical aspects have been amplified in order to prepare for the future. At the start of it all, you weren't sure UA was a good fit for you, nonetheless that Class 1A was a suitable starting point. But you quickly fell into the swing of things, and you fought hard to make a name for yourself in spite of any obstacles. As you built your confidence, a certain hot-tempered someone took notice, although he's hard pressed to admit it.

Even now with this haphazard plan jumbling around in his brain, he's not so sure this is the right way to go about things. But Bakugo knows that if he doesn't do it now, he might never do it at all. And if he's being honest, that part might frazzle him more than the thought of rejection. At the very least, he thinks you should know that. . . That he feels something for you, whatever the hell you wanna call it. He's tired of keeping it inside. Katsuki, of all people, is anything but used to shying away from his opinions, —and this one has been plaguing him for way too long.

"Hey, y/n!" He calls over to you.

You follow through with the punch you're landing on the training bag before turning to him.

"Yeah?" You ask, arms dropping to your side with a distant ache.

It's so commonplace by now that your brain hardly registers anything at all.

"We need to talk," Bakugo states, leaving little room for questions.

You can't say you're devoid of nerves, but he's been quite nice to you recently, so they've tempered off quite a lot. When you think back on it, you don't really know if he was ever mean to you personally. For the most part, he's always been. . . Nice? It's a word you struggle to connect with him due to his aggressive personality, but it seems to be the one that suits this scenario the best. His kindness has never been overt, but asking to spar with you might just be the biggest compliment someone like Bakugo can give. It means he sees you as someone capable of challenging him, and considering he thinks quite highly of himself, that's saying quite a bit.

"Oh?" You tilt your head to the side in confusion, "Is everything okay?"

His cheeks puff out for a moment or two before he responds.

Ah. . . That was cute.

"I don't really know how to say it," he acknowledges, "so just. . . Just listen until I'm done."

The please he tacks on softly at the end is almost too soft for you to hear. You'd even call it desperate.

"Your performance at the Sports Festival was. . ." He pauses, searching for the right words.

"It was really good," Katsuki settles.

Now that he's thinking about it critically, it was there that he solidified his feelings, whether passively or otherwise. It was there that he felt his heart swell with pride for you, —much to his own bewilderment. He felt prouder of you than he did of himself, despite having won the entire thing. When he thinks back on that day, he feels slivers of anger, but the memories of watching you dominate in the first round from the bleachers really set him on fire. It soothes that ball of complete and utter rage inside of him, if only for a moment. It tempers him out for the first time in a long while, eases that ache inside that he tries his best to stuff down and ignore.

An ache that derives from his secret worry that he might never be enough.

"Oh, you think so?" You smile softly, and he feels himself melt a little, lips pulling upward before he can think twice about it.

"That means a lot, especially coming from the one who won the whole thing," you add.

"Winning isn't everything," he replies quickly.

Too quickly to filter his sentiments. Winning has always been important to him, —it's established him as a top contender for all areas of his life. It's been the thing he's fallen back on time and time again. No matter what anyone has ever said, Katsuki is a winner. He's the best.

But even when he wins, something inside always yearns for more. And sometimes it's more than he fears he could ever achieve. More than he could ever be.

"I didn't think you'd say something like that," you acknowledge, "—but I agree. And not just because I lost."

"It's still important to win, of course," he attempts to fix the mask that's slipped, —even now,— "but you did well, even if you lost. And that's good too."

"But not good enough?" You muse, half jokingly.

It goes over his head, to say the least.

"It's good enough," Bakugo says, tone low and firm.

It carries his characteristic bluntness, but lacks the aggression. There's something there that you can't quite place. . . Something you're not sure you're at liberty to ask about, not that you'd really know how in the first place.

"You're good enough."

His words take you aback. It's unlike him to say something so seemingly sentimental. Even so, you're left to wonder if he was saying that to you because he wanted you to say it back. Maybe he was talking to himself here as well.

Before you have the chance to say anything, he speaks again.

"I like you. I don't really know why, so don't go asking for details, —I just do. There's probably a lot of reasons, but I don't know how to say them, so just take it for what it is."

Take me for what I am. For what I'm yet to be as well.

You pause for a few seconds to process everything that's been thrown at you. You know you can't leave him hanging here, especially not after that. On the surface, you like Bakugo. He's a bit rough around the edges sometimes, but he's got his own ways of expressing gratitude and caring for those around him. He's got his own way of giving people compliments, —and he's way outside of his comfort zone right now. That much is obvious.

"Are you hungry?" You ask him, smiling gently.

He looks confused, but simply answers in spite of it.

"Kind of."

"Let's go get some dinner together, then," you suggest. "My treat."

He doesn't really get it, but if you're asking to spend time with him he figures that's not a rejection. Dinner together will give the both of you time to talk, —time to learn more about each other. After that, maybe those disjointed feelings of his will piece themselves together a little more.

Until then, you'll just enjoy his company. He's not a bad conversationalist once you get to know him.

𖦹. ━ KAMINARI !!

Kaminari is a wreck. The closer he gets to you, the more his heart pounds, and he's convinced himself that you can hear it no matter the physical distance between the two of you. These feelings are scary and they make him want to run away from it all, so far that he loses sight of them somewhere.

He asks Mina for advice, but that doesn't quite go as planned. She tries to take over, —tells him he should throw some kind of party and convince you to come so he can ask you to dance with him when a slow song plays.

"Then you'll confess, and by the time you do, y/n will have totally already fallen for you!"

Denki's not so sure about that. He's also nowhere near confident enough in his own dancing abilities to hinge his entire plan on them. Not to mention the fact that, while he can be oblivious to things, he caught on quickly enough that Mina just really wanted a reason to throw a party.

Count Kaminari out for that idea.

He turns to the internet next: a place of vast ideas. He considers buying you chocolate in one of those big, fancy, heart-shaped boxes; but Valentine's Day has already passed for the year, making those much harder to come by. Not to mention that he was far too nervous to ask about your preferences, —because what if you immediately realized what he was planning on doing? What if you rejected him right there before he really had the chance to properly confess?

Kaminari doubts you'd do anything of the sort, and even if you did, he knows it would be put gently, but his fear of humiliation wins out on that one.

No big, elaborate party to slow dance at. And no chocolate.

Flowers then? Everyone likes flowers, right? Everyone except for Bakugo, maybe, Denki notes. That might not even be true, but he has a certain hunch, —not that he plans on asking his easily agitated friend about that anytime soon.

Still, Kaminari ventures to the nearest flower shop one afternoon and asks one of the workers there for some help. They give him a variety of options: —red roses are classic, but in recent years, people have been giving their loved ones roses in their favorite colors instead. The yellow ones are bright and pretty, but the blue ones seem so elegant and refined. And that's simply one type of flower alone! There's tulips, which seem a little more playful but are still beautiful and smell so sweet, peonies, daisies that range in sunset colors, even sunflowers. . .

In the end, he leaves with nothing, feeling lost and confused. He considers other options over the following days as well.

Maybe he could have Sato bake you something? But what if he picks the wrong flavor, just like with the chocolate?

Scratch that, —maybe a teddy bear will do the trick! But what if you'd prefer something different, like a rabbit, or even a unicorn.

No teddy bear. Jewelry? Something handmade? Fancy skincare products?

By the end of the week, Denki has a trashcan full of crumpled papers, all discarded ideas that he found something wrong with. If only he put this much effort into his school assignments. . .

A comment from some random person on an anonymous message board is the one to seal the deal. When he asks what he should do, they respond by telling him "not to be a chicken, just do it lol."

Just do it?

Somehow he'd never really considered that as an option. . .

You're shocked to find a note slipped inside your desk on Monday morning. It doesn't have a name, but it asks you to meet the author of it at a park nearby after school, —in the little garden city officials planted a few springs ago, and now pay people to upkeep in the warmer months. You do as asked, but are cautious. It's daytime, there are many people around, and you have your cellphone on you just in case of an emergency. Better to be safe than sorry!

"Kaminari?" You question upon your arrival.

The poor boy nearly trips over himself spinning around toward you. He'd expected you to come from the other direction. . .

"Y/n, —hi," he manages to say without fumbling for words. "Nice day, huh?"

"Um, yeah! I heard it was supposed to rain, but I'm glad it didn't. I'd have gotten soaked on the way here, —I completely forgot my umbrella back at the dorms," you admit.

I didn't even consider the weather, he thinks. Ugh.

"Anyway, were you the one that wrote this?" You ask, holding up the note between two of your fingers.

"Yeah," he nods, nervousness practically seeping from every pore on his body. "I. . . I have something to tell you, and I didn't know where else we could go, so I thought this might be the best bet."

And I wrote the note because I was still worried about rejection, and wanted to hold onto the idea that it could work for just a while longer.

"Well, I'm all ears," you say softly.

His heart is pumping so loud he's afraid it might burst, but he forces his lips apart to speak.

"I have feelings for you," Denki says, catching you by surprise.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?"

His edges soften when you crack a bashful smile.

"Yeah," you nod, "I'd like that."

He's too elated by your response to grieve all the hours he spent contemplating it. He hadn't realized he'd been holding his breath until it all came spilling out in a relieved sigh.

Thank you, anonymous message board user!

"Oh! And before I forget, —what do you think about all these flowers?"

𖦹. ━ TODOROKI !!

Overall, Todoroki considers himself to be someone who has pretty good control over his emotions. Sure, that might stem from his rough childhood where he was forced to swallow down his feelings to please others, —but in the end, he's learned to regulate himself quite well, for better or worse.

Even so, you've spun him out. He's floundering, despite hiding it like a master magician. He can keep all of it locked away inside, push it down until it's almost out of sight and out of mind, but it creeps back up to the forefront every chance it gets. It's keeping him awake. And he's almost ashamed to admit it, as someone who's been fairly soured on the idea of "true love," —whatever that's supposed to feel like. He acknowledges that he's both young and inexperienced, but can't shake the thought of you.

Shoto doesn't want to let anyone down. Not even those he's come to resent. After all his hard work, he thinks it would likely be a waste to give it all up now. . . But is that really what would happen if he acknowledged his own feelings? Is the forming of bonds really something that makes you weaker?

Or is that just another residual piece of his father talking from inside him?

"Todoroki," Midoriya nudges the split-haired boy, bringing him out of his thoughts.

He blinks himself back to reality.

"Sorry, did you say something?"

"Y/n's looking for you," Izuku repeats, "not sure why though."

"Oh. . . Okay, thanks," Shoto stands, "—where should I go?"

"School gates, probably!"

Todoroki thanks his friend again before rushing off. He's not sure why he's going so fast, it's not like he won't have the opportunity to speak with you at another point if he happens to miss you this time, but. . .

The truth is that he wants to see you. He wants to test things. He wants to pull away from whatever strings his father still holds over him. Shoto would rather hand them over to you.

"Todoroki!" You call out as soon as you see him, "there you are!"

"Yeah, sorry, I'm a little out of it today," he admits. "Do you need something?"

"Nothing in particular," you shake your head, "I just wanna talk, is all. You seem a little. . . Dejected lately."

You noticed? Nobody else had, as far as he was aware. If they had, they hadn't brought it to his attention, nonetheless taken the time to speak with him about it. He's almost ashamed to have let you see him in that state, —but more than that, he's glad someone has cared enough to ask.

The Sports Festival was hard for him; not because he lost, but because he was forced to reconcile with many different aspects of himself that he wasn't sure he was ready to face so adamantly. Still, he gets the feeling that whatever he says, you won't judge him for it, and definitely won't repeat it to anyone.

"I've had a lot on my mind since the Sports Festival," he sighs. "I don't know that I'm ready to get into it, even with myself."

"You don't have to," you assure him quickly. "Even if you never tell me anything, that's okay. I just wanted to make sure everything was alright. I also. . . Just wanted to make sure you knew that I'd be here if you ever need someone to talk to."

To act on these feelings. . . Would that be wrong?

Todoroki smiles softly.

Bonds. . . Can also make you stronger, I believe.

"I appreciate that," he tells you. "Really. The way you care for people is admirable. I think it's one of the reasons I like you so much."

I am allowed to be honest with my feelings.

That takes you by surprise.

"Speaking of that, since school is over. . . Would you like to go get ice cream, or something? Just the two of us?"

This is not a sign of weakness.

"Y-Yeah!" You nod quickly, heart skipping a beat. "I know a place just a few minutes away!"

"Great," Shoto nods, relishing in the warm feeling that bubbles up from inside. "Lead the way."

This is a sign of strength.

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hixystix · 2 years

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Moving Assistance

So if you haven't read my other post on the matter, I'm a 36 year old on disability who currently lives in a house owned by my parents. I can't work at this time and I live on disability and food stamps - I get $667 a month to pay all my bills, including the big house bills like property tax and insurance.

A few weeks back, my parents told me they didn't approve of my housekeeping, accused me of hoarding and ruining the house because it's a bit cluttered, and said that they were going to sell the house and they wouldn't help me find somewhere to go unless I cleaned the house up before the sale.

Well, I took them at their word. They are incredible neat freaks (think vacuuming three times a day, hand cleaning floors at least once a day, not allowing ANYTHING to be out and visible) and there's no way I personally could manage to keep the house the way they want, so I found a new place to live - in Wisconsin, with my friend @archangelsanonymous.

Everyone who knows me has encouraged this move to get away from my parents. My therapist practically did a happy dance! My parents have been manipulative and controlling my entire life, and have actively worked to hobble me when I try to do stuff on my own. They've plainly stated their goal is to have control of all my finances and legal decisions because they don't approve of the way I budget my money.

When I told them about my decision, they laughed and told me I was stupid, tried to convince me they never threatened to sell the house, tried to paint this as me running away instead of just acceding to a reasonable request, tried to turn me against my friend, then started making up events that never happened to convince me I'm not thinking clearly and I should back out of the move.

I'm not going to back out. This will be good for me.

The plan is for me to move at the end of August 2022. I am taking the time before then to try and plan as much as possible.

I'll figure out a way to make this happen, one way or another, but it would be a hell of a lot easier if I had some help. I'm certainly not going to get any from home.

I will need movers for the furniture at either end, because I'm not physically capable of moving this stuff by myself. Depending on if my parents decide to take back my car or not, I'll need to rent a moving truck or pay for someone else to drive said truck. I will need to pay for gasoline to get from here (Alabama) to Wisconsin. If possible, I need to get my cats their shots before we move in with two other cats and so I'm ready to get them licenses in Wisconsin.

...and I'm probably forgetting something huge, but that's the brain fog caused by my meds for you. I'll update this post if I think of anything.

If you can help at all, even by reblogging this, it would be amazing. I have a few different methods of money transfer, so if you'd like to use something other than paypal, message me and I'll give you usernames.

If it works for you, however, I can be found here: http://paypal.me/hixystix.

Thank you for taking the time to read this and thank you even more for sharing it!

Update 9/26:

So it's been a while and shit happened to keep me from moving - dates that didn't work out, family illnesses, that sort of thing. I even lost $250 on deposits for a truck and movers, but ah well.

The new dates - checked and confirmed on both ends - are October 27-28. Pack up here and drive up on the 27th, unpack on the 28th.

This has been an ordeal, but it's going to happen. I'm going to get out. Any help is still appreciated, although I fully understand that you're probably tired of hearing about this!

As of now, I spent about $350 on vet bills to get my cats up to date on their shots. I spent $250 on those deposits I lost. I ended up owning about $100 more on utilities this month than I'd planned for and now I have an extra month to pay for as well.

The trailer I want to rent will cost about $230 for a one-way trip. Movers on this end are at about $80/+tip on the cheap end. Gas is... well, who knows what gas will be for both my SUV and my dad's truck towing the trailer. I'll also be in charge of food.

I'll make this work, one way or another. But it's nice to have a date to look forward to again and not feel like I'm gonna be stuck here forever.

#Susan speaks

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himbos-hotline · 4 months

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𝑅𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈

AO3 || Tumblr writing tag

Note:

It is totally fine to draw fanart of my fics [tag me if you post it. I will love you forever] and that stuff, it is not okay to reupload them or to post them on another website without my permission.

Reblogs and comments are the lifeblood of artists, reblog and comment on artwork [not just handdrawn ones] to keep an artist creating, its legit your only job...

1). Very nice, very tired, very evil || Hookhausen || AU: What Baking can do || Prompt: ""you should sleep" "I am not human. I don't need sleep." || 2k words

2). How much time ya got? || Kingmox || Prompt: Eddie Kingston and Jon Moxley sitting in an all night diner talking about the new "adoptees" of the BCC. || 6k words

3). Blood is as rare and as sweet as cherry wine || Hangkenny || Prompt: "have i not suffered enough? has my sacrifice been insufficient to entertain you?" || 4k words

4). BTE buddies || No ship || Prompt: “ that hurt more than a brazilian wax . ” ||OC: Jay Orton || 2k words

5). I love the way he looks at me || Bluejays and blowjobs || Prompt: "Waiting outside in the car after dropping the other off to ensure they at least get inside their homes safely before driving away." || OC: Jay Orton || AU: the highschool AU || 3k words

6). Hand in [un]Lovable hand || Southern Lovin' had me a blast || Prompt: “Do you trust me?” ||OC: Jay Orton || 6k words

7). Getting you off is my favourite hobby || Southern lovin' had me a blast || Prompt: I’m gonna stop if you don’t cum.” || OC: Jay Orton || 3k words

8). We'll bury these old ghosts here || Bluejays and Blowjobs || Prompt: “You literally don’t have to do anything to catch my attention because my eyes have never really been on anyone else other than you.” || OC: Jay Orton || 2k words

9). I need to purge my urges [I need someone to blame] || Prompt: CM Punk trained Jay turning on him to join BCC or The Elite || Welcome Home || OC: Jay Orton || 3k words

10). If I said you could never touch me || Hangkenny || Prompt: I wish you would write the conversation between Kenny and Hangman and Kenny on Kenny's return || 2k words

11). Would you love me more [If I killed someone for you?] || The Elite polycule || Prompt: "You're bleeding… You're bleeding bad…” || 2k words

12). Show me the method of your selfless tongue [give me a sermon] || Hangmatt || Prompt: “are you..are you blushing?” “NO physical activity just makes me red okay” || 3k words

13). Just Cole || Bluejays and blowjobs || Prompt: When the otp+ are not on a first name basis and it becomes more intimate than more technically familiar address || OC: Jay Orton || 1k words

14). Can we just lay here and forget the world || The Polycule || Prompt: "I just want to lay here, with you, for a little while longer." || OC: Jay Orton || 2k words

15). We made our peace with weariness and let it be. || Hangkenny || Prompt: "You were a good person once. I looked up to you" || 2k words

16). I find myself alone at night [Unless I'm having sex] || Hangkenny || Prompt: Person A gets cold during the night, and joins Person B in bed || 2k words

17). There's always some reason [to not feel good enough] || Hangkenny || Prompt: things learned in a nearly empty diner || 1k words

18). An open hand [for your other man] || Hangkenny/Golden lovers || Prompt: “How much did it hurt?” || 3k words

19). But lately, I've been worried youre losing yourself || Hangkenny || Part two of: IFMAAN [UIHS] || 2k words

20). It's fine, fine, fine [Who am I?] || Hangkenny || Prompt: "just tell me what you need. let me give it to you?" || 1k words

21). Angel to me [Watashi ni totte tenshi] || Hangkenny/ Golden Lovers || Prompt:'how long have you known?' || Part 1/2 || 2k words

22). You know the distance never made a difference to me || Golden lovers/ Hangkenny || Prompt: “i can't hide from you like i hide from myself” || part 2/2 || 2k words

23). I'll tell you my sins and [you can sharpen your knife] || Bluejays and blowjobs || Prompt: "I'm starting to feel jealous when I see you with other people." || OC: Jay Orton || 4k words

24). The dead man in the dream is you || No explicit ship || Prompt: "I've got a lot of bad shit that I'm taking to my grave." || Trans girl adam cole || 4k words

25). I picture it soft and I ache || Hangkenny || Prompt: Singing them a lullaby || 1k words

26). no lover leaves the rose garden without blood on their hands || Hangkenny || Prompt: “if I asked, would you stay?” || 1k words

27). Everything stays [but it still changes] || Hangkenny || Prompt: “Kisses that have them hiding their face in your shoulder” || 4k words

28). Look at you [how could I not be in love with you] || Hangkenny/The elite polycule || Prompt: "Leaning in without realizing and then stopping just before their lips are attached to look in the other’s eyes to see if they want this too" || 2k words

29). I could be a better [boy]friend than him || Adam squared || Prompt: "This is a bit weird, isn't it? Sharing a bed with a stranger." || 2k words

30). Did you kiss me so my lips would bleed? || Hangkenny || Prompt: Those soft gazes you can feel burning into the side of your head, and when you look back at them, they’d either hold their gaze or they’d quickly look away so you don’t catch them staring at you. || 1k words

31). I hate what youre doing, I hate that it feels so- || Hangkenny || Prompt: “How far is too far?” “I honestly don’t know at this point.” || 1k words

32). Your voice drives me insane || kenny Omega || Prompt: N/A || 400 words

33). Bite the hand that needs me || Hangkenny || Prompt: “You ever wonder if other people think we’re like… A thing?" || 2k words

34). The only one who’s hurt someone is me || Golden Lovers || Prompt: “I want you. I need you.” || 3k words

35). Being such a good boy for me now || Hangmatt || Prompt: sender spanks receiver hard enough to leave a mark || 4k words

#aew fanfiction #golden lovers #hangkenny #original chracters

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8turning · 1 year

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⌕ . . . 8turn — having an older, introverted s/o !

bf ! hyung line + jangshinz x gn ! reader ★ fluff. established relationship. ★ headcannon ★ warnings: none. pls lmk if i need to add anything! proofread while tired again.

📨 requested from anonymous !

n. though no specific age is mentioned for reader, for my own comfort, i envisioned reader to only be about 1 - 2 years older than each member in their own section.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀〈 REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED ! 〉

⁰⁰¹ : JAEYUN.

you being older doesn't matter to him line 1/?

it doesn't really faze him, but every now and then he remembers and he's just "oh yeah" then moves on.

the only time it really feels like you're older is when you scold him (which is never often, but when it is, it's usually about his alarm💀).

he's never minded that you're more on the introverted side, either - if you'd rather spend a day with him in the dorm rather than go out somewhere was fine by him.

the only hard part was on the off-chance either of you did want to go out, his job made it incredibly difficult to do so.

and knowing you would like to have a day or night out with him and he can't give that to you breaks him a little inside.

but, he's grateful you understand and sympathize with the position he's in - always telling him that location doesn't matter as long as he's next to you.

"i know it's not really ideal," jaeyun starts, eyes crinkling in a soft and bashful smile, as if he was embarrassed by the arrangement before you both. after not being able to see each other, jaeyun wished to treat you to a nice dinner at the dorm. perhaps asking for his members' help was a mistake - yungyu insisting on wearing a chef's hat (he didn't even cook anything). "i hope this is alright," he finishes, finally meeting your eyes to find you softly smiling at him. "this is really nice, jae," you compliment, noting how the small lamp they had placed on the table made the blush he was wearing much more visible. "i'm just glad i can spend some time with you." you could hear yungyu's fake gagging noises from around the corner.

⁰⁰² : MYUNGHO.

you being older doesn't matter to him line 2/?

myungho comes off as one of those people who is very care-free. you're older? cool. you're taller? awesome.

he doesn't really have many preferences that he looks for in a romantic partner - he just wants someone that loves him and someone that he can love. a simple man.

myungho's rather introverted himself so he never puts up a fight when you say you'd like yo stay inside while you're together.

makes the most of your time together always!!

from the content we have of myungho available, you cant tell me one of his love languages isn't physical affection

he loves holding your hand or having his arm hanging off of his shoulder.

does the cheesy yawn move you only ever see in movies . . . yeah he gets wayyy too embarrassed after and you can't help but giggle at his antics.

"i can feel you falling asleep," myungho chuckles, the vibration from his chest making you smile as you lift your head, shifting into an even more slouched position to comfortably lounge against your boyfriend. he knew you were tired - wanting nothing more than to relax with him in the privacy of your own home and watch a movie that just wasn't reaching the expectation you had for it from the summary. his arm adjusts on your shoulder, fingers dancing over the skin of your neck soothingly as you close your eyes once more. myungho didn't say a word this time, allowing the movie to lull you to sleep as he kept you warm.

⁰⁰³ : MINHO.

with how playful minho can be, he really does feel younger than you sometimes 😭

he knows you're never super serious when you scold him for his antics.

he's actually a bit envious of how mature you present yourself to be. you both balance each other really well :]

another introvert who would rather spend his time with you either alone or with the members,,,, sometimes.

minho's pretty affectionate with his members already so he's obviously going to give you even more affection (he'd rather not have the other members see that, though).

just because you both spend a lot of time together inside, the times you do go out with one another, everyone is going to know you're taken.

he's not a fan of excessive pda, will probably just keep it to holding your hand and kissing your forehead every now and again.

"is this one okay?" minho asks, standing in front of the corner table he managed to find. the café was small and had a decent amount of people inside. the table was near the back of the shop, much more secluded - it warmed your heart that he knew you'd be most comfortable here. sitting down, he rests his hand palm-up on the table - instinctively, you place your hand in his. minho's thumb rubs soothingly over your knuckles mindlessly as you both take a look at the cafe's menu. "kyungmin's been raving about this place since they opened," your boyfriend starts to explain, his eyes scanning over the many items they offered. "i thought it'd be a nice place to bring you to." you squeeze his hand gently, a smile on your lips - one that minho returns full-heartedly.

⁰⁰⁴ : YOONSUNG.

you being older doesn't matter to him line 3/?

with how extroverted yoonsung is, he will admit its difficult for him to stay inside with you most of the time you're together :[

but he knows its not your fault!! he'd never blame you for wanting to stay in.

he values his time with you a lot, and if being around a bunch of people makes you uncomfortable, he will never ask you to do so just for him.

but the few times you have made an exception to go out with him, he always has the biggest smile on his face.

please he's the type to try and get you to skip with him while swinging your hands 😭 he's just so giddy you're there with him and he gets to spend time with you.

you make it clear to him that if he needs to go out, he can and shouldn't feel guilty for doing so. just as he wants you to be happy indoors, you want him to be happy outdoors.

so if he ever goes out without you, you will always get constant updates on where he is, what he's doing, who he's with etc etc.

he'd call you and send so many selfies of himself on his journeys. it makes it feel like you're there with him :")

"look! wouldn't this shirt look so good on me?" yoonsung says, shamelessly angling his phone above him as he posed in the middle of the clothing shop. he watches as you smile - that's enough confirmation for him to buy that shirt in every color he can find. "i'm gonna find some stuff for you, too," he says, his phone now pressed against his chest as he gathers handfuls of shirts. "you don't have to, sungie," you say, hearing his mischievous giggle as he parades around the store. "i want to!" he protests, a wide grin on his lips as he looks down at you. "maybe i can find matching bracelets . . . that way even when i'm out, i have a little piece of you with me!"

⁰⁰⁵ : HAEMIN.

stop i feel like he'd feel a bit of pressure :(

he'd try so so so hard to be the perfect bf

another introverted boyfriend that just wants you to always be comfortable, which leads to you both spending most of your time together either at the dorms or your place.

you being older would intimidate him a bit i think :( he feels like he needs to prove himself that much more. prove to you and himself that he's worthy of being with you. crying

but that's what makes him so motivated to make sure every moment you two spend with one another is memorable.

there aren't many activities you two could do together while inside, which leads to you both mainly trying to cook meals with each other.

you only burn the food a handful of times before you make your first good meal😃

he's apologetic but still enthusiastic to try again (or save the cooking for another day).

"i don't think that's gonna work, haem," you say, tone weary as you watch him pour a bit too much water into the pot. he reassures you it'll be fine, and reluctantly, you believe him. unfortunately, it wasn't long until the water started to boil - boil over the edge of the pot and onto the stovetop. haemin quickly grabs a towel once he realizes, and you grab his wrist to stop him. "turn off the burner first, you could have hurt yourself," you say, reaching through his arm to reduce the heat and remove the pot from its spot. truth be told, he felt embarrassed - but with a reassuring hug from you after he wiped up the spilled water made him feel a lot better. "let's just order take out," you suggest, pulling away and meeting his eyes. "agreed."

⁰⁰⁶ : KYUNGMIN.

he says he's an introvert . . . i don't believe him!!

maybe it's because i think that when he's in a relationship, he'd be so energetic with his s/o.

like he's so happy to be with you

when he's inside with you, he Does Not Want To Move. will just lay on the couch.

but when you do go out with him,,, you're getting stared at.

hand holder. back hugger. crown-of-head-kiss giver.

he just loves you so much!!

he wouldn't be intimidated by you being older than him, i think he'd forget most of the time tbh💀

doesn't really matter to him so he never pays it much mind.

"i'm gonna fall asleep if you keep doing that," kyungmin mumbles against your shoulder, the hand you have hanging over his shoulders massaging his scalp slowly. "sleep if you're tired, min," you reply, feeling as he curls into you more, arms wrapping around your middle and closing his eyes. even though he is tired and the way you're playing with his hair is relaxing, he can't bring himself to fall asleep. his heart was beating so fast - he hoped you were unable to hear it, or worse, feel it from your close proximity. you could, though, not that you'd ever admit that to him. he'd get embarrassed and move away, and with what little time you get to spend together already, you don't want to risk him not being at your side.

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dear-taka-chan · 2 years

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escapism & accidental friendships

cw: fem!reader, both reader and draken are fifteen/sixteen, angst to fluff, platonic since you are both minors in this scenario, unstable childhood home, toxic marriage and father-daughter relationships, use of cuss words, mentions of nudity and sex work but nothing nsfw between anyone because again minors, idk if you'd call the reader's situation as having a mental disorder of some sort? i think it happens to people some times but lemme know if i'm wrong.

note: as i have mentioned this is an sfw blog. i won't ever post/reblog nsfw stuff here. this post is just for the collab because i wanted to venture out into something new and wanted to take some liberty. for those of you who are uncomfortable with the themes mentioned in the warnings, please don't read under the cut. i completely understand. i may try something along these lines again🤔

@1900-aria thank you for this collab! this was fun♡

there were gaps in your memories. you often noticed that. there were countless times when you tried to remember your past, specifically your childhood when your parents were involved and you just… won't remember things clearly.

you tried. you really tried to scrape out bits and pieces of some information, some defining memory to piece together a puzzle but you'd often find yourself frustrated, angry and drained. it tired your mind when you tried to remember your childhood but it also made you sad and anxious.

your friends remembered their just fine. talking about fun instances they spent with their family, cool things their parents did for them, blah blah blah. but you'd often find yourself quiet during the entire situation. just standing there like a silhouette. like a motionless and emotionless doll.

now you wouldn't tell how fun your family dynamics and home life was, would you?

you dragged your feet to the steps of your house. unwilling yet voluntary movements to the hellhole you live in. just minutes away from pushing the doors open and you could already hear the screaming and shouting and objects banging and being thrown around aaaand you tuned out the rest.

again, again, again, every single day, every single time, on the most insignificant minute topics.

you didn't know how long you had been in your room, headphones on to drown out the things you would notice and treat later on on your mother and things you would learn about your father which you were better off without. it's not like she purposefully told you, she didn't want to but you made her let it all out. it would do no good to keep it all inside. you didn't want to lose her. not your mother, the only one that felt like home.

you closed your maths register, keeping it aside and taking out the economics register. the only benefit of this everyday petty arguing was, you would complete a lot of things when trying to forget about it even happening.

the door burst open, slamming against the wall and bouncing back with the force. you gasped, body jolting, heart rate increasing as you locked eyes with that… that unhinged man.

crazy eyes, full of rage. he looked as if he had fully gone insane, mad, unstable.

he hadn't said anything but you could feel your anxiety spike up with every second that passed. you knew what was to happen. gulping down the fear and what-ifs, you internally pulled up your walls, tightened the bolts, prepared yourself mentally and physically. ready to face whatever came your way.

you can't lose, you can't cry.

you can't give up, you can't comply.

no matter what, you have to be strong for your mother, for your pride.

that night a lot happened. quite eventful you would… have said if you remembered everything in detail right now.

it was a blur memory now. with each passing step you began to forget bits and pieces of whatever happened tonight.

your school bag on your shoulder, you walked the streets alone at 2 in the morning. it was dead silent.

no humans, no animals, no birds, nothing. not one living thing in sight.

you took long strides after running for a while, making your way through a particular street. dead sure about your decision this time, your suitcase rolled next to you with all your necessary belongings.

i am not going back. never again. never ever.

after planning it for months, years now; you had finally ran away from home.

it felt scary after the anger started fading down and your pace started slowing down because rationality started kicking in.

and after a while, at a crossroad you stopped. right in the middle.

what now? where to now?

your chest heaved as you struggled to breath in. calves burning because you had walked more than a kilometre or two without stopping.

behind you was that 'house'. nah not there

to your right was a… rather shady looking street. n-no not-not there. mhm.

to your front was the same road going further a mile or two, you don't know.

to your right is another dark alley but at the very end you can see bright neon lights flickering and changing.

"towards right it is." you mumbled to yourself.

⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯

"ma'am, ma'am calm down please. we can't talk like thi-" your mother cut the officer off, looking at him as if he just said that the Earth was flat.

"calm down? ca-" she scoffed.

"my daughter is- MY DAUGHTER IS NOWHERE TO BE SEEN AND YOU ASK ME TO CALM DOWN? IT'S TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING, AND SHE IS A GIRL, SHE IS GOD KNOWS WHERE AND YOU ASK ME TO CALM DOWN? I DON'T WANT TO THINK OF THINGS THAT COULD OR HAVE HAPP-"

she shakes her head vigorously, mumbling to herself. "no, no, don't think such things. she'll be fine. she is fine. yeah, yeah she'll be alright. she is, she can handle herself. she-"

a sob breaks out, she can't hold it in anymore. tears start streaming down her face. "my daughter, my daughter."

she was scared.

not exactly because of the dangers lurking outside but because she knows why you did what you did. she is a mother, she had been noticing your behaviour for a while now.

it was only natural for tonight's events to occur and spiral into an ugly mess. and it was only natural for you to finally snap. it was about time.

your mother turns to her left. the sadness now replaced by pure despise, hatred and rage.

"you-" she points at the man feigning innocence and concern shamelessly. "you listen to me. if, if something happened to (name). something- anything bad," she lets out a dry laugh. "i swear to God i don't know what i'd do."

⋯ ୨˚୧ ⋯

you roamed the neon lit streets full of people, especially men, at 2 a.m. without realising where you were actually heading to.

the thing is, you didn't really pay attention and jumped, yes quite literally jumped straight into the sea of people. all you saw was a hustling bustling part of Tokyo in the middle of the night and decided "yup, this is just fine for the night."

curious eyes roamed around the many tall buildings until you see an almost naked lady inside a see-through glass cabinet. turning your face away, you ignored the heating up of your cheeks.

and that's when it clicks. you look up, only a little though, just to see the things you had suspected.

there were brothels and sex shops everywhere. at every corner you would find naked women or women in provocative clothing.

shit.

eyes wide but you still didn't watch where you were going and boom-

"oh fu- watch where you're going di-" draken shut up as soon as his landed on you. he would never cuss a girl.

"i- i am sorry." you bowed down.

"what- what are you- how old are you?" draken spluttered. eyes moving from your bag to your suitcase to your disheveled state.

"don't people first ask each other's names?" you questioned. "besides why should i tell you? ever heard of stranger danger?"

"eVeR hEaRd oF sTrAnGeR dAnGeR." he mocked. "you are literally in the red light district, alone, at night, with your bag and baggage."

"well," that shut you up but not wanting to back down you retorted. "well so are you. i mean except the bag part."

"yeah because i live here." he deadpanned.

"in the fucking red light district?" you laughed. "yeah sure buddy. just say you are a horny teenage boy and leave." you scoffed, rolling your eyes.

"don't believe if you don't want to." he merely shrugged his shoulders.

"how old are you again?" you asked, taking in his appearance because he surely doesn't look your age.

"don't people first ask each other's names?" he repeated.

you scowled, "(name)."

"draken." he replied, now his voice even softer and firm than before. "and i am fifteen."

"fif-fifteen? as in 1 5?" your eyes widened.

"uhm yeah that's how i believe we write 15."

"damn dude, you look like you're 19 or something, i don't know."

that made him chuckle, "yeah i get that a lot. so you didn't answer my question, how old are you? and why did you run away from home?"

"i am fifteen and that's a long story." you waved your hand, dismissing his question and the squinting, suspecting eyes. draken sighed but got the hint and didn't pry. at least not right now.

he looked around, tired as he was and fed up of whatever was going on in toman, he wasn't going to leave you alone in the middle of nowhere with all your belongings.

"hmm," he looked at you, like actually looked at you. there was something going on in his head but you couldn't decipher anything from his expression. his expressions throughout your conversation were unreadable.

"come with me." he asked.

"stranger danger?" you reminded.

"you know my name now, shut up." he groaned. "besides walking here alone isn't safe. where i live there are plenty of other women too. you'll feel better there. also they are really nice."

"hmm i don't know-"

"fine i have snacks, video games, manga-"

"count me in!" your eyes lit up, glowing under the red, links and purples surrounding you both as you looked at him. draken matched your grin.

and against your better judgement and your worried mother's teachings, you did, in fact, end up walking with this stranger into a brothel.

that night you didn't realise this but draken was the angel that had come to save you, a blessing in disguise for you. you had finally found a constant in your life. while his life wasn't the most stable but neither was yours. somehow two broken teenagers were enough to lend each other a shoulder to lean on, to cry on.

also he did end up sending you back to your mother though because somebody gotta be the rational one and it's certainly not you in this situation. but that was the start of a beautiful friendship.

#draken #ken ryuuguji #tokyo revengers #draken x reader #draken x you #drake angst #tokyo revengers x reader #𖧷 - decameron collab

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buddhaamitabha · 3 months

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Recently begin adulting more. I got a job so I haven't been active as much as I wanted too, been a little quiet other than occasionally reblogs, but I'm still in the groove of things in terms of artwork. Still drawing, sometimes writing little things.

Thankfully, it hasn't taken that much of a physical or mental toll on me, just tired most of the time, but nothing ridiculous or anything like that!

Aww, it's OK if you don't have any Buddha stuff. Don't you dare feel guilty! The fac that you're feeding us any stuff at all is a blessing. Your stuff is worth waiting for. *throws money at you like your on a striper pole*

AWE AMIGO! I'm just a little mrrpy meow meow, please your compliments will strike me dead!

OOOOOOOOOO adulting is so hard hah, I hope you're catching some breaks whenever is possible! taking a long and nice breather every now and then should be mandatory /hj

WORD? You did more of those cute Vash drawings??? Or for another interest maybe? I'm glad it hasn't killed the creative drive!!!

The muses are too whimsical sometimes fr,

I'M SO GUILTY, I WANNA ART LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW but I have so much to do it feels like a never ending list I SWEAR rabbid artist noises

Still, can't do anything about it until I'm in a better place 🤷‍♂️

NOT THE POLE DANCING ASHBAHHAHAHAHAH non-ironically I've roleplayed as a stripper once it was stupid funny 🏃

Uhu like you'd mind being sent straight to either Hades or Poseidon, I'm guessing heh /j

Never stop being this lovely, I still think about those questions and drabbles you sent back in my other account! A shame I lost them, I might browse your blog to find the precious' sometime soon 👀

#talking #I swear everyone I meet here is so sweet even when we don't click very well after a while #I APPRECIATE THIS FRIENDLY ENVIRONMENT

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kinnspocketporsche · 2 years

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thank you;

analysis for me is a double edged sword. frankly, it usually does me more harm than good.

so yeah - i can hardly believe i made this blog. i could analyze and overanalyze just about any show; as a lit major and a psychology major, i'm built for digging up meaning out of anything humans created. but i haven't bothered with that for years. it hasn't been worth my time or, more importantly, my very limited energy.

the thing about art is that there are always going to be patterns that those consuming it could pick up on, and the thing about analysis is that it's largely about finding patterns and putting some sense into them. it drives me up the wall when i notice patterns only to realize they were unintentional and that seeing them does nothing more than highlight inconsistencies and plot holes.

if a creator isn't at least somewhat intentional about the patterns they build, any significance given to those patterns means nothing.

i thought KinnPorsche would be the same as all the other unfulfilling shows i've watched. it's why i didn't make this blog until episode 9. i didn't expect it to pull me back into fandom discussions. i didn't expect it to drag analysis from my head to my fingers and into words on a screen. i didn't expect to end up feeling like a slightly different person than who i was when i started watching.

the thing about art is that it can change you when it's done well, when it's done right, when it's done with care. i can't say i've never felt it before - i've read enough literature for some of it to have touched me - but never to this degree.

i've talked to a couple of people about this, but one of the many things KinnPorsche gets so right is the way it expresses the experience of being an outsider. a lot of literature focuses on that, too, but sometimes you have to dig so deep just to get a glimpse - with KinnPorsche, it's everywhere. it's right at the surface. it's in your face. it's deep in the woodwork, too, and if you want to dig deeper, you can - you can see theme of characters in unfamiliar environments, you can see how abuse isolates a person, you can see how socioeconomic status can make certain relationships a luxury - but you can feel it even without analyzing any of that. it's a key part of what makes the show feel so inherently and honestly queer.

that sense of being an outsider is so intentional in this show i can taste it. i'd bet my life savings on it. that intention is so important to me. it's such a comfort. i can't articulate as well as i want, but it's why i've rewatched each episode more times than i could track and it's why i've spent hours writing out analysis posts and it's why my brain has latched on to these characters so firmly that it's physically hurting me to think about letting them go.

i love the creators of KinnPorsche for this, i really do. producers, directors, actors - literally anyone else who's been involved. i want to thank them for consistently demonstrating that the patterns i (and other fans) have picked up on have meaning. i want to thank them for seeing and showing how painful it is to live on the outside. i want to thank them for saying all that and going even a step further, to say very firmly that outsiders can be happy.

and i'm not a sappy person i swear it but i really do need to thank the other fans. i am sorry to anyone who messaged me or reached out and got an awkward response, i probably should've warned y'all that i am bone tired of overthinking my words into being something perceived as normal. i didn't come here planning to find community but i got it anyway and i am so grateful. no matter how many times we messaged, if you sent me one DM or 10, if we interacted through tags or anonymous asks or reblog responses or likes or anything else - being here has made me happy because of you. thank you to every follower and every fanfic writer and to all of my fellow meta writers who have set the bar higher than i thought was possible. i have truly enjoyed being here.

i've enjoyed it so much that i am genuinely going to be devastated when it ends. i hope to stick around after and i hope that others will as well, for more KPTS talks, for fanfiction maybe, for discussions about other shows and art, but there's a chance i'll be silent for a period of time after this episode - the last episode - airs. i'm feeling things more strongly than i should, i know i am, but somehow i don't think i'm alone in this emotion that is almost like grief.

so i'll end on this note: please, everyone take care of yourselves today and this week and so on. drink water - i mean it! - eat at regular times and try to get some sleep. don't isolate and if you absolutely can't avoid it, don't do it for too long. my inbox and DMs will, as always, be open. send me questions, hug requests, all-caps screaming if you want.

see y'all on the flip-side ✌️

— winnie

#winnie's words #kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #kpts #kpts ep 14 #kinnporsche episode 14 #kp ep 14 #this show just means something to me 🤷‍♂️#kp cast #kinnporsche cast #kpts cast

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