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wonysugar · 7 months

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keep talking | aeri uchinaga

synopsis : your best friend, aeri, was on tour with her fellow aespa members. she missed you a whole lot though, so you guys get on call and she asks you to talk about your day, to ramble, and to just keep on talking<3

pairing : idol!giselle x fem!reader

genre : best friends to fwb, phone call, smut!!

tags : phone sex, giselle is pretty subby in this, so yknow reader is kinda dommy, long distance, bffs to fwb, fingering, clit rubbing, dirty talk, you talk her through it ehehehe, aeri is still an aespa member, they’re on tour, and aeri has practice later help, what a bummer :((

warning : none just horny smut lol

word count : around 1.2k

a/n: this has been in my drafts since july,,, SO sorry,, but anyways i hope you enjoy this :] thank you

“a-s-a-p, babyy, hurry up, don’t be lazyy”

you heard the ringtone from your cellphone, immediately jumping on your bed from excitement as you quickly accepted the anticipated call, not even bothering to read the contact name. you’ve been planning to call her ever since she’s left the country, but she’s just been so endlessly busy recently, you couldn’t help but miss her.

immediately greeted by the voice of your best friend, aeri, a playful “heyyyy.” is what came out of your speaker.

“heyyyyy.” you sang back just as playfully, earning a giggle from her. “how is it in the uk? you having fun?” you ask, occupying your fingers by twirling and playing with your hair as she hummed. her and her band, aespa, were currently on tour. today, they landed in london, and were now getting ready for their concert tomorrow.

“it’s fun!! we landed only a few hours ago but i’m already loving the city so farrr. i went grocery shopping with ning earlier and, it was like.. so fun for no reason??” she told you, you could visualize her smile just from the way she spoke. “it would be so much more fun if you were here though, y/n..” she added, now probably pouting.

you chucked, “it’s okay, aeriii. it’s not like we’re completely separated, we have each other’s number. worst case scenario, we text a couple of times in a day.”

“but it’s not the sameee.” she whined, “seeing your best friend in person and seeing them through a screen is not the same thing at all.”

you tried reassuring her that the tour wasn’t gonna last that long, and that you both were gonna hang out as soon as it was over. she eventually agreed and shrugged the feeling off, asking about your day and how you’ve been.

“to be honest, it’s also been kinda lonely without you so i’ve just been at home in my freetime, sometimes going on walks. though i should say! listening to your music while i’m at work does help, like girl.. that shit gets me so hyped up like m-m-mamba-“ you rambled on and on, confident that she was listening to everything you were saying due to the responsive mhms she let out.

they progressively became less frequent, however, and then, at some point, they just completely stopped. you started worrying, wondering if the signal was gone or something..

“you there?” you ask.

“h-huh? y-yeah i’m still here.” she replied with a slightly shaky voice.

that didn’t sound very convincing.. was she feeling okay? before you could ask, a small noise escaped her lips. a noise that sounded like… a whimper. a whimper that was trying to held back.

“you know, we can call some other time if you don’t feel too well right no-“

“fuck y/n please don’t hang up… keep talking about whatever i don’t care but just.. please k-keep talking. i’m sorry, i’m listening i p-promise.” she interrupted in such a desperate voice, kinda whining in the process as she was breathing heavily into the mic.

you were dumbfounded. this was all so strange.. was she in danger or something? why would she ask you to just keep talking if she was, though? you just sat there for a moment, silent, a confused look plastered on your face.

until it clicked. oh.

oh.

the heavy panting.. the shake in her voice.. begging for you to keep talking.. the slight whimpering??? your stomach pleasantly twisted at the thought, was she actually..?

a smirk began to form.

“aeri..” you pause, contemplating actually asking the question. then,

“are you touching yourself right now?”

no response, just a desperate sigh. she was probably trying to think of an excuse. oh that poor girl. “oh my god you totally are.” you said, feeling like teasing her some more.

“i’m sorry y/n, i - fuck - i just missed you so- mmh..so much i couldn’t help it i’m sorry-.” she whined out.. you were imagining the look she had on her face right now, head probably buried in the pillow.

yet in another whiny voice, “this was a bad i-idea i have practice later and.. fuckfuckfuck-“ is what comes out of her mouth, almost inaudible due to how quiet she was being, careful as to not let the other members next door overhear.

you couldn’t lie, you weren’t expecting her to act like this. she never would say kinky shit to you directly, let alone do it in your company. you guys were close, so you talked about sexual things sometimes, but it was all in good fun. having her masturbate on a call got you unexpectedly and indescribably turned on.

“fuck practice aeri, describe what you’re doing.” you asked, getting undeniably hornier by every small noise she let out.

she exhaled, “i’m - ah - fingering m-myself..”

you slowly unbuttoned your jeans as you were listening to her response, “with how many fingers?” you add.

“t-two..” she panted yet again, your hand already getting into your panties and closer to your cunt.

“are you imagining they’re mine?” you spread apart your pussy lips, gently rubbing on your folds, feeling how wet you already were from her. you exhaled from relief.

she whimpered and squirmed at your words, knowing her, she was most definitely feeling embarrassed right now. then, she let out a needy mhm in response to your question as she was pumping her fingers in and out of herself.

“words, baby.” you added.

“fuck y/n - yes i am..” she quietly moaned out.

“good girl.” you praise, earning a cute little whimper from her. fuck, you couldn’t help it, hearing her pretty moans and knowing that she was touching herself to your voice made you lose it.

you inserted your own fingers into your aroused cunt, letting out a sigh of relief as you were finally doing something about the pool that was growing in between your legs ever since you figured out that your best friend was masturbating to your voice. holy shit, not even the greatest porno ever made could get you this aroused.

then, you heard a chuckle from the other side of the line. “d-did i get you horny?” she teased.

“no shit you did.” you shakily confessed as you could hear her quietly moan, “you sound so good.” you added.

“fuuck i wish i was there with you right now.” she confessed back, her voice obviously still very shaky.

“what would you - mmh - do if y-you were?” you wanted her to explain every little detail, to ramble on and on about what she was thinking of right now.

she slowed down on the fingering, as if it was really going to maximize her thinking, “w-well.. for starters..

i’d probably pin down you on the bed.. get on top of you and m-make out with you, slowly letting my - god - hands roam your entire body as i move my mouth further down. feeling the pressure from your knee in between my thighs..”

her voice started getting shakier while your cunt got just as wet hearing her describe the scene, god you needed to see her face, you needed to see how she was probably squirming at the sensation, how desperate she was getting just from imagining all of it. you needed to see it for yourself.

“aeri.” you shakily let out.

before she could even choke out a response,

“can you get on facetime?”

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hwashotcheeto · 3 months

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𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑴𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 (1)

Best Friend's Mother Masterlist

Chapter: One

Milf!Park Seonghwa X gn!reader

Summary: You finally meet Wooyoung's father, and he isn't who you were expecting at all.

WC: 3.3k

CW: Mostly more plot/character development, but suggestive at the end (teasing, flirting). Wooyoung is a brat (no one is surprised), Seonghwa uses pet names on the reader (darling, dear, (little) doll)

AN: Ahhh, here we go, first official chapter! There's no smut just yet BUT the next chapter will be, promise! I hope you enjoy!

Tag List: @hyunjinsjeans

You let out a huge sigh of relief as you submitted your final assignment for the semester. You flopped back onto your bed and laughed in relief, feeling your pulsing headache beginning to ebb away.

The last day of the semester came way faster than you were prepared for. And you weren’t nearly as stressed as your normally would’ve been.

Maybe because tonight, you and Wooyoung were leaving to go visit his dad.

Wooyoung told you the next day after you asked that his father responded with an “enthusiastic yes,” and couldn’t wait to meet you. The last week of the semester flew by after that, and now you were here.

You checked your phone, and you had thirty minutes before you had to meet up with Wooyoung before you started the drive back to his dad’s house. Thankfully, you’d packed most of your things the night before, so you spent your time double and triple checking everything, and collecting everything else you might need.

And before you knew it, Wooyoung was texting you.

Heyyyyy

I’m parked outside your dorm, I finished early

Did that essay kill you?

Come onnnnn, we gotta go sooooooon

You ignored his texts until you were leaving the dorm. You got outside with your bags, being met with the early Winter weather. Cold air, a little bit of snow on the ground. Par for the course for northern November weather.

Wooyoung got out of the car and helped you with your bags. “Did you bring your whole closet?” He asked as he put them into his trunk.

“I had to, this is all I have.”

“Oh, right. Well, you can borrow some of mine if you run out while we’re there.”

You were going to be with Wooyoung and his dad, and maybe other family, until classes started again in January. A whole month away really was a small vacation, and you were ecstatic to be away from this building with your best friend.

“Thanks, Wooyoung,” you said softly, hoping you wouldn’t have to bother him with borrowing his clothes. He smiled and motioned for you two to get in the car.

And then you were off. It wasn’t a long trip, about a forty minute drive, but it felt way shorter to you. You were both incredibly relieved to be away from school, but also incredibly excited for what this Winter Break would hold.

Your heart was pounding as Wooyoung entered his home town. He hadn’t told you much about where he grew up or where his dad lived, so when Wooyoung drove into a rich suburban neighborhood and pulled into the driveway of an extravagant house you were floored.

The house was a minimalist, modern aesthetic. The colors were sharp and contrasted starkly, the windows were clear and clean, there wasn’t a speck of dirt anywhere.

“You didn’t tell me your dad was loaded,” you joked as Wooyoung turned off the car. But when you looked at him, he was nervous. You couldn’t really fathom why Wooyoung was nervous to be home, unless he himself didn’t want to see his father.

But if Wooyoung didn’t want to see him, why did he bring you along? It didn’t make sense.

“I need to tell you something about my dad before we go inside,” he started, looking down at his hands in his lap, fidgeting with them. You couldn’t help the numerous ridiculous thoughts that filled your head, trying to predict whatever Wooyoung was about to say.

“My dad…” He was already hesitating and trailing off. Warning bells were going off inside your head. Wooyoung thought for a long while, before you could see him mentally make the decision to just rip the bandaid off. “My dad isn’t a masculine man. He prefers to dress like a woman.”

And you sat stunned for a few seconds as to why your best friend thought this would be an issue for you.

“Wooyoung, I’m sorry, but do you know me?” You asked. He looked up at you, and along with nervousness, guilt started creeping into his eyes. “I don’t care how your dad wants to dress or act, as long as he’s not an asshole.”

You saw Wooyoung’s whole body relax, melting back into the car seat. He laughed softly. “Yeah, I don’t know why I was so nervous. I just didn’t want you to be surprised when we went inside to see him.”

You nodded, and smiled encouragingly. He smiled back, and you both went to get out of the car.

As you two were grabbing your respective bags, Wooyoung said “ah,” remembering something. “By the way, he prefers being called ‘mom’.”

“Are you sure your dad doesn’t have something to confess?” You said, half joking. Wooyoung laughed and shook his head.

“No, no, it’s not like that. Believe me, I asked a couple years ago. He likes being a man, he just also likes looking feminine.”

And then the nervous excitement bubbled up inside you as you both walked up the driveway, then the sidewalk, then the stairs to the front door. You could feel the mix of emotions clawing at your body from the inside out as Wooyoung struggled to grab the correct key.

The excitement of meeting your best friend’s dad, along with the nervousness of wanting to impress him was making your stomach churn. But not in a way where you felt sick, your body just didn’t know how to calm down from everything.

Wooyoung finally got the key out and unlocked the door. Your heart felt like it was going to burst out of your chest and run away.

You walked inside and were greeted to the inside of the house reflecting the outside. Modern, stark, clean, but with tasteful decorations scattered throughout. Some paintings, statues, plants, decorative lights.

But all of that was second to the gorgeous man in front of you.

Wooyoung’s father-or, mother, as he preferred-was sitting on a large, plush couch to the left of the door, watching a movie. He looked over the couch and smiled at the two of you. You forgot to smile back, because you were staring in awe of how someone could be this beautiful.

You didn’t hear what he was saying as he stood up to greet you two, because you got a full view of him and all the air left you.

He was wearing a long sleeved sparkly sweater dress that stretched down to his knees, with sheer tights underneath. His black hair was fluffy and fell freely around his perfect face, reaching down to his jawline.

Oh, his eyes and smile made your knees weak. You could feel nervous tremors run up and down your thighs.

What might’ve surprised you the most was his hourglass figure. He had tits, hips, and a tiny waist.

Oh, what a Winter Break this was about to be.

“Hey!” Wooyoung called, and you suddenly remembered you weren’t in a dream. Both men were looking at you, Wooyoung slightly annoyed, and his mother amused. “Eomma, this is my friend. This is my mom, Seonghwa.”

“It’s wonderful to meet you,” Seonghwa said, holding out his hand. You took his hand and tried to give the best handshake you could. His grip was firm, but delicate. Your eyes flicked down to look at his hands, and to your surprise, even his hands were feminine.

“Thank you, it’s good to meet you too,” you babbled out, struggling to make sure your voice didn’t waver. Seonghwa smiled warmly as he pulled back, and he turned to Wooyoung to hug him tightly. Wooyoung struggled to return the hug with his bags on his arms, but he still managed to make it work.

“Did you go out?” Wooyoung asked Seonghwa as he pulled back, looking over his mother’s outfit. “You’re all dressed up.”

“No, but my son and his friend visiting me is reason enough to dress up.”

You swear you could feel your head starting to get light. Wooyoung glanced at you, then back at his mother.

“Okay, well, I’m gonna go unpack.” Wooyoung looked at you before continuing. “There’s a guest room close to mine, I’ll show you.” You nodded, and you two started for the stairs.

“Don’t be too long!” Seonghwa called, “Dinner will be ready soon!”

You felt your heart stutter at the mention of a home cooked meal for the first time since you couldn’t remember when.

Wooyoung brought you down the hallway, turned to the right, and stopped at the end. “This room on the far end is the master room. Belongs to my mom, obviously.” Wooyoung waved his arms around to express his point, then motioned to the door on the left side of the hall, the one he was in front of. “This one is the guest room, and the one on the other side by the corner is mine.” He pointed to the door all the way down the hall.

You nodded, your eyes betraying you and drifting to Seonghwa’s bedroom door. The forbidden room, your brain was telling you. You had no reason to go in there, but the idea of going beyond it-

“Okay, dude, I can see that you were checking out my mom, okay?” Wooyoung blurts, making you whip your head back to him. You’d hoped you didn’t look as obvious as you felt, and your worst fear came true.

If Wooyoung saw it, so did Seonghwa, and the mortification slowly took over your body as you felt your face burn hot.

Your first instinct was to apologize, but you stopped yourself. All possible words left you, and you just stared at Wooyoung with fear and embarrassment all over your face. Wooyoung sighed and shook his head.

“We’ll talk about this later, go unpack your stuff. Wait until I come get you.” And with that, he walked off to his room and disappeared into it.

You didn’t even get to appreciate the gorgeous room you got to stay in, because you were too consumed with guilt to properly look over it. It was large, lavish, and comfortable, but you felt awful as you started unpacking.

You were drooling all over your best friend’s mom the second you walked in the door. You couldn’t help yourself from feeling awful the entire time you put your luggage away.

You jumped a whole foot in the air when you heard a knock on the door. The door creaked open and Wooyoung peeked inside. You were just finishing up as he came into the room, and you felt simultaneous relief and dread.

Before you could stop it, words began tumbling out of your mouth. “Look Woo, I’m sorry, I know it was insanely disrespectful of me to act that way in front of your mom, I should’ve acted better and I-”

“Woah, slow down,” Wooyoung said, holding his hands up. You stopped and swallowed back the rest of the words you thought of saying. You realized then that Wooyoung didn’t look upset anymore. In fact, he looked resigned. “I’m not mad. I think I was just protective.” He looked away for a second before he looked back at you. “I didn’t want you to think of my mom as some kind of porn character.”

“No, never!” You immediately blurted.

“I know you’re not like that, and I’m sorry I snapped at you.” You could see in Wooyoung’s eyes, he felt remorseful. You found it a little weird, because he was justified in being upset. “People have done it in the past, he thinks he found a partner, and it turns out they liked the idea of having him as a personal porn star object, nothing more.”

The fact that such a revelation didn’t surprise you made you doubly upset.

“So, I guess, what I’m saying is,” he started, and then sighed again. “I mean, if you fuck, just don’t tell me about it.”

The bluntness of his request makes you choke, and you can feel your face instantly burn hot. Wooyoung finally breaks and laughs, and his laugh makes you laugh.

You really were lucky to have an amazing friend. Not because he just gave you permission to fuck his mom, but that you could have proper conversations about issues and settle them like the adults you were.

Then again, you both clearly still acted like teenagers, but it was like a wise man once said: There’s a time and place for everything.

The three of you were sitting around the small dining table in the kitchen, enjoying the dinner Seonghwa had made for you all. Despite saying that it was a “small” table, there was still tons of space left over. You could fit much more food and people at this “small” dining table with how much space there was.

The food was delicious. Half because Seonghwa was clearly a skilled cook, and half because you hadn’t eaten anything made with love in so long. The fact that it was made with love and care put into it made it taste stellar.

“So,” Seonghwa started, looking over at you. “Why are you spending your break with us?”

You expected this question. You’d rehearsed it a million times over.

“I don’t talk to my parents, and the rest of my family already has plans this year.” It was the truth, but it didn’t give away too much information. Seonghwa gave you a sympathetic look with a slight pout. He must’ve realized you didn’t wanna talk about it more than that, because he didn’t push for you to explain more.

“Well, I’m happy to have you.” You smiled and said a soft “thank you” before taking another bite of food. “You’re welcome.”

You expected Wooyoung to be rolling his eyes with every look you gave Seonghwa, and to be annoyed with how permanently flushed your cheeks were. But to your surprise, he was giving you little smirks the entire meal, and giggling silently when your voice wavered as you spoke to Seonghwa.

It’s like you two never really grew up. Two little kids giggling at each other from across the table, almost reminiscent of teasing your friends about their crush at lunch time.

The big difference here is that your fucking crush is your best friend’s mom.

And yet despite how obvious you two must’ve been, Seonghwa never commented on anything you two did. It was as if he hadn’t noticed a thing.

You survived the rest of dinner, with light talk about how you and Wooyoung met, how school was going, your major, and more about you as a person.

Seonghwa began to clean up when you all were done eating, but you grabbed your dishes and brought them to the sink.

“What are you doing?” Seonghwa asked as you began to rinse off your utensils. He looked genuinely stunned, and you couldn’t understand why.

“Cleaning?”

“You don’t have to do that.” Seonghwa took the dishes from you. Not forcefully, but gently removing them from your hands. “I know, it’s polite to help, but I don’t mind cleaning. I actually like it.”

“But you cooked. It’s the least I can do,” you argued. Seonghwa looked at you for a moment, then smiled. You felt your stomach flip over, and smiled back to cover it up.

“Thank you, dear. That’s sweet of you.”

The name shouldn’t have made you as flustered as it did.

You spent the next few hours with Wooyoung and Seonghwa, continuing to talk, having some movies as background noise. As you sat with them, you observed their dynamic, and learned more about both of them in the process.

Your irrational theories about Wooyoung being averse to Seonghwa couldn’t be more wrong. He was relaxed, comfortable, and he clearly loved his mom. Wooyoung was cuddled up to Seonghwa towards the end of your conversation, his head basically on Seonghwa’s chest and his arms around him.

After the final movie, all three of you decided it was time to head to sleep. You said your good nights and went to your separate rooms.

But despite the comfortable bed, the wonderful room, and the hospitality of Seonghwa, you couldn’t sleep.

You looked at your phone, you shifted around, you tried walking around, but you didn’t feel tired. You were getting frustrated after a couple hours.

You decided to go get a drink of water. Maybe it would calm you, or walking around would take your mind off trying to sleep.

You quietly made your way out of your room and down the hallway, using the light from your phone to guide you. As you passed Wooyoung’s room, you heard him softly snoring.

You got into the kitchen and carefully navigated to the cabinets. Seonghwa and Wooyoung both had shown you where to find cups in case a need like this arose during your visit. You didn’t expect to need it the night of, but here you were.

You found a glass and got your water. It didn’t make you feel any better, but it did feel nice.

“Can’t sleep, darling?”

Your whole body jumped as you whirled around to look for the owner of the sound. You knew it was Seonghwa before you saw him, but you still weren’t prepared to see him in the archway, leaning against the wall, in a long black silk robe with flowers all over it.

You shouldn’t have been fixated on the fact that his robe was open enough for you to see the line that ran down his chest, and the slight ridge of each side.

He laughed softly before he spoke. “I’m sorry for startling you.”

His voice was deeper than it was before. Smoother, almost. Like chocolate sauce.

“It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it,” you mumbled, trying to keep your eyes on his face. That ended up not working out as his eyes made you feel small, and you looked to focus on your glass instead of him.

But what you didn’t know yet was that Seonghwa didn’t like to be ignored. You looked at him when he spoke to you. It was a rule like any other. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and you listen to Seonghwa.

He walked over to you and grabbed your chin, turning your head to look up at him. Your mind went blank and your stomach churned inside you like a washing machine. A smirk pulled the corners of his mouth up as your cheeks turned red yet again.

“There we are,” he cooed softly, his voice hardly more than a rumble in his throat.

“Seonghwa, what are you doing?” You said, your voice wavering on every word. Amusement sparkled in his eyes as he moved even closer, his hand moving to the back of your neck.

“Don’t tell me I was hallucinating the looks you gave me since you showed up. Did you really think I wouldn’t notice you checking me out the entire time?”

Of course not, you knew there was a strong possibility he knew everything. He was at least over double your age, he was no stranger to all of this.

“I just didn’t think you’d do anything.” You began to stutter more as you struggled to pick the right words. You could see it clearly, in his big dark eyes, that he was enjoying watching you fight to stay composed.

“And why wouldn’t I? You’re a cute little doll, how could I resist?”

Your heart gave one massive beat you could feel throughout your whole body. The air in your lungs was sucked out. Your head felt light. You didn’t feel like you remembered how to stand.

Seonghwa laughed again, and his eyes shifted to something more hungry. More primal. “Come, little doll,” he said, pulling you even closer until you were pressed up against his chest. “Won’t you stay with me for the night?”

How could you answer with anything besides “yes”?

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gowonders · 7 months

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i’ll bite ♥ c.bg

notes: this is a part two of my other work, back for more!! read it hereeee!! anyways, i hope this satisfies yalls expectations for part 2 TT

also!! please tell me if this makes sense because i totally wrote this over multiple days and probably forgot a detail

minors dni with this one!!!

warnings : (not as mean this time but still kindaaa? barely mean) fem reader, (kinda sorta toxic…..) dom bg, lsf yunjin is your friend :3, a lot of texting gyu, thigh fucking(is there a word for this because…), unprotected (wrap it before u tap it omfg!!!), mentions of baby trapping but beomgyu doesn’t actually cum inside lmao, lmk if i missed anyyyyy!

choi beomgyu. the name now meant the totally cute and desperate guy you just blew off. you groan to yourself as you lay in your bed, kicking your legs a little before you sigh, a ping snapping you out of your little fit.

it was yunjin, what’s going on with her….?

yunjin: you’re gonna hate me!!!!! i’m reallllllyyyyyy sorry yn please forgive me i’ll buy you whatever you wantttt i’m sorryyyy againnn 💕

what did she do. she’s never this apologetic? you just sigh again as you leave her on read and throw your phone back on your bed, about to just stare at the ceiling as you just think about how you could just—

another notification, from an unknown number? what is going on?

?: heyyyyy is this yn

me: yeah? who’s this

?: beomgyu, yunjin gave me your number!

huh yunjin you asshole. when i catch you. when i catch you.

you sigh again, wanting to not give into responding anymore, but to be fair, you knew you’d fold eventually. you were literally just thinking about how pretty he was. so might as well bite.

me: oh cool i guess? whats up

beomgyu: look i know you know i like you, and i know i’m gonna make you mine eventually, so come overrrrr omfg. this little tough act is not cute. at least let me fuck some sense into you or something.

me: are you fucking with me.

beomgyu: i’m trying to babe

the text had your jaw slack. no way he was this forward. is he actually serious? you have rejected him four times now, and now he wants you in his sheets?? to ‘fuck some sense into you’ ???

is he crazy???

maybeeee , but you definitely are. maybe if this happens he’ll quit annoying you. but, like we’ve established, you and him both know he’ll have you next time. maybe fifth time is the charm!

me: fine whatever

beomgyu: i knew you had a thing for me, i’ll send you my address hold up

well.. he sent it. he’s definitely serious. it was the way he sent it with a little “💓” that left your stomach in a knot. oh god. are you really folding for him? yes. you’re getting dolled up, but not enough to give him the ego boost of you showing up with a full glam.. and you’re definitely wearing the skirt he complimented a few days ago.. god. what are you doinggg… you think as you drive to his house, mind going a mile a minute as you pull into the driveway, slowly walking up to the front door.

this could be the worst or best thing you’ve done all week. you’ll bite, though.

you raise a timid fist to knock weakly at the door, legs slightly trembling— why? you’re not nervous, not really eager either.. maybe a little. as beomgyu opens the door— why is he so pretty. he looks even better with more homey clothes, a crème colored t-shirt paired that has a black print, paired with some sweats. as he waves you in, you take in his house.. not as bad as you were expecting, it was pretty neat for a guy who has a very messy personality.

“so, still doing what i wanted? you cool with that?” he asks dryly, standing a somewhat far distance from you. and you just swallow in response, eyes wide in shock. no way this is actually happening. “ynie. answer me” he’s still speaking in a dry tone, and all you can do is nod with a sheepish smile. it’s almost like his words have some crazy effect on you, and maybe it’s because of the whole shock value, but you may or may not be falling for him.

“okay, finally.” he snickers as he wraps his fingers around your wrist, bringing you to his room, and whatever plans you had to reject him are gone.. for now at least. you really couldn’t turn down the way he pinned your wrists to his bed lightly, and the way he looked down at you, like he really loved you?? even after all the times you rejected him and called him some not-so-nice names, and you weren’t really nice to his friends either. so why was he so adamant on dating you?

he didn’t give you much time to think before he moved down to your ear, knowing he has that stupid (still insanely cute) smirk on his face, whispering how much he’s been wanting to do this, and that he’s glad you finally stopped being such a bitch.

and to that, you just scoff, but he cuts you off by moving down to your neck, leaving a small mark before pulling away with a chuckle. “you’re soooo easy yn. i knew you liked me.” you literally cannot talk. like he took your words or something, so you just roll your eyes.. which he rolls his eyes back at you, with his charming smile, pulling his hands off you as he stands over you. “you really okay with this?” he asks, tilting his head as his eyes just dart all over your body as he stands over you. “yeah,” you reply with the same dry tone hes speaking in, and that’s all he needs before he chuckles again, “skilled” fingers hooking under your skirt, sliding it down. “wore this for me, huh?” he teases, pulling the skirt off and letting it drop to the floor. “maybe. i don’t know.” you say, looking up at the ceiling, you can’t look at him. you’re literally about to fuck the guy you’ve rejected four times.

he just smirks at your response, fingers tracing over the waistband of your panties as he guides you to stand up, his hands on your waist, before you hear the clinking of his belt, your face is feeling warmer and warmer by the second, and this all is feeling more and more real too. and it’s not until beomgyus leg is nudging your thighs together to when it really starts to feel real. feeling his tip press slightly against your ruined panties, his full length sliding into the tight space of your thighs, a small groan leaving his lips at the feeling, his cock slightly brushing at your clit against the flimsy fabric with every thrust, small whines leaving your lips before one of his hands come up to your lips, muffling your whines. “you’d be even prettier if you stayed quiet, only letting you make sounds under one condition— you let me take you out.” he says, not stopping his relentless thrusts into your thighs, his breath slightly shaking along with yours, the friction on both of you driving you crazy.

he tilts his head at you, a straight face on as his dark eyes study you, his palm moving from your mouth to your cheek, waiting for your response. he really does wanna hear your sounds, they boost his ego so much, so he could brag to his friends about “she wanted me soooo bad. had her whining for me.”… but you just whine out loud after a particularly hard thrust, the way his length brushes against you just satisfies something.. unlike the way beomgyus need to take you out gets satisfied. “be that way, babe. i’ll make you mine soon enough. i said i’d fuck some sense into you, clearly you haven’t stopped acting like a little bitch.” he says in between groans, his palm moving back to your mouth as he covers up your pretty sounds again.

soon enough, beomgyus hips start to stutter, and his groans turn slightly high pitched as you’re clenching your thighs at him, not making his job any easier. “f-fuck, yn—“ famous last words before he’s cumming all over your thighs, staccato whines against his hand leaving your mouth as he left you on the edge, almost finishing, but beomgyu not letting you.. :(

beomgyu sits you back on his bed, not caring to wipe off his mess before he looks at you, a small hint of a smile growing on his lips. “you wanna cum, pretty girl?” you’re torn between just staying silent and practically begging him to let you finish… on one hand you’d fuel his ego, another thing to let him brag to his friends for, and on one hand, you’d keep up this little game that beomgyu seems to hate yet love so much. ..so you find a decent in-between. a shrug. which definitely gets him a little more upset… “yes or no, yn.” he says again, dark eyes burning into yours. “yeah…” you whisper, looking down at your lap that’s been ruined with beomgyus cum. “mhm. that’s what i like to hear..” his says, chuckling as he pushes your back onto the bed, pulling your panties down and letting them drop to your ankles as your legs dangle off his bed, beomgyu moving between your thighs, his tip moving against your tip, as he laughs at how wet you are. “all this for me? oh, i really thought you didn’t like me back, babe.” he says before inserting you in one swift motion, not giving you much time to adjust before he starts moving again, fingers gripping your waist so hard that you think it might bruise.. he’s pounding into you so hard already, gen though it’s only been a few minutes.. :(

“look so pretty under me, fuck..” beomgyu says as he leans his head back, kind of a shame. you can’t see his face, not like you want to admire him or anything, but his face is pretty when he’s above you, hips snapping against you roughly and quickly, swallowing hard as he only chases his own release (maybe yours too…). and you’re fairing no better, thighs trembling around his waist as your fingers grip the quilt under you, breathy whimpers spilling from your lips, which beomgyu doesn’t even bother to make you shut up this time, he really just wants to hear the pretty sounds he’s making.

beomgyu continues his work on you, his words varying of “you’re so perfect” and “i love this” in between his own groans, your sounds spurring him on more. i mean.. if he couldn’t date you (he totally could after this) he could at least have this?? and he loved it, you looked so pretty under him, squirming and whining all for his cock, it really boosted his ego.. (much like everything else you’ve done…)

“ynieee, let me make you mine foreverr, pleaseee?” beomgyu asks, hips starting to stutter against you, leaning his head back slightly. was he serious..? asking to cum inside when you clearly don’t like him back? “it would be a good way to make sure you don’t end up dating another guy, babe..” he mutters, chuckling a little before he plants a kiss on your cheek, studying your expression. he wasn’t actually going to do it.. but he likes seeing your reaction? which is just wide eyes staring into his. “nuh uh” you say, a quick laugh leaving his lips, he just stays silent as you both reach your release, a stupid smirk plastered on his face like he was planning something.

“are you close, yn?” he asks, swallowing hard as your gummy walks flutter around him, lips parted as your whines come out. “yeah—“ you start, hoping that he’ll actually let you finish this time.. “really? okay, pretty girl. don’t hold back.” he says with a smile, starting to come undone himself as you begin to reach your climax, and the sight of you just triggers his own release letting you ride yours out, then him pulling out and cumming all over your stomach. thank god.

“let’s get you cleaned up, hm, yn??” he asks, sitting next to you on his bed, a smirk on his face at your flushed cheeks and marked neck, so easy, all his~ you nod, words really too incoherent to mean anything.. “okay babe, hold on..” he says before he leaves you in his room with your own thoughts.

seriously, what just happened?? you fuck the guy you swore up and down was clingy and weird?? you probably just fulfilled his dream, especially with the way he looks at you. this is absolutely crazy.

you’re thoughts are cut off by beomgyu coming back with a small towel, wiping his seed off your tummy before he starts to speak quietly, in a comforting tone. “soooo.. i’m sorry about this. this is probably the worst time to ask but you know how much i lik-“ he starts, a small smile on his lips as he looks up at you. you knew what he was gonna ask. “goddddd, yes, gyu!! i will date you!!!” you say, beomgyus actions pausing as he looks back up at you with a smirk. “that’s good, because i was about to have to apologize even more for those hickeys, but thanks, babe~”

he is so unserious.

#gowonder: writes #gowonder: smut #txt #txt x reader #txt smut #txt hard hours #beomgyu #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu smut #beomgyu hard hours #txt hard thoughts #beomgyu hard thoughts

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barcalover86 · 9 months

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Heyyyyy

I was wondering if u can make a story abt reader has daddy issues like her dad is abusive and really mean with her? Also how her mom does care at all and that she only wants reader to be perfect and she thinks that she’s a disappointment but when Gavi (your boyfriend) came to dinner at readers parents house he was disgusted by how they treat u?

It will mean so much if u write this bc I have dealt w something simular

Daddy issues

I'm so sorry that you are going through this! Stay strong! Much love to you.

If you don't like this type of stuff or if you are sensible! Do NOT read it!

I'm sorry for everyone that has to deal with this. NO ONE deserves it!

"Are you sure you want to meet them?"

"Yes, cariño. I really wanna know your parents." Gavi told you.

"Then today at 6 it will be alright."

Pablo was begging you to introduce him to your parents for some weeks. You knew since the beginning that this is not a good idea, but Gavi sometimes doesn't stop until he gets what he wants.

Now you've got home and you went directly to your parents to ask if Pablo can join you to your dinner tonight.

They found out months after that you were in a relationship with a football player and they didn't like this much. He was too good for you, and you won't be anything in this life by his side.

"Are you that stupid, y/n!?" said your father.

You sighed, knowing that this was going to be a long talk.

"Please, papa. I already told him that he can come."

"Don't 'papa' me! You don't deserve to call me your father, understood?"

"Yes."

"I can't believe how you invited someone over without asking me first!"

"You would have said no! He really wants to meet you. Do you think that it is also my pleasure? I don't want to eat with you!"

"Don't you dare talk with me like that! I'm your father, you have to respect me!"

"Oh, so now I'm your father then?"

Right now, he got super angry and started to throw things on the floor. You flinched a little, which made him chuckle sarcastically.

"10 minutes. That's all I'm asking for." you finally said.

He looked at you for some seconds before agreeing.

"Only because I really wanna see how much money does this kid has."

You rolled your eyes before going to your room texting Pablo that you talked with your father and he agreed. You didn't say much details.

Gavi knew you had a complicated relationship with your parents, but you never told him how hard and bad it is. You never told him the nights that you would cry because he would come drunk home and start to shout at you for no reason. How your mother was afraid to stop him. She never took your side. She was barely there for you.

After some time she started to say bad things to you. How you disappointed her in this life and how you will be homeless after she will die.

It was really hard, but you were strong. Every time you dealt with it. Tonight is not going to be different.

Gavi was asking you what to wear and after some good minutes spent together, you chose a nice and perfect outfit for a family dinner.

You got dressed into a pretty black dress.

When Pablo knocked at your door, you smiled and opened it for him.

"Hola, amor!" he said before giving you a sweet kiss on your lips. "You are so beautiful, cariño."

You smiled at his compliment before guiding him to your parents.

You mouthed a "be nice" to them when your boyfriend introduced himself, and you hoped that this will be a calm night.

Your father was really nice to Pablo and your mother as well. Of course, they were acting. They only wanted his money.

"I'm sorry if my daughter is sometimes.." he looked at you "a disappointment."

Pablo look at you then at your father before raising his eyebrows.

"What!? No, she is not a disappointment. She is the perfect girl for me. There is no need to be concerned about this stuff. She treats me so well."

Pablo tried to make you say something, but you didn't. Why were you silent?

"I really like you boy and trust me when I say this. You really deserve better."

Gavi was shocked. He held your hand before talking again.

"Why do you say that?"

"She just can't do nothing. Stays all the time in her room, isn't productive. Doesn't have any talents and she is completely useless."

"How can you say such things to your daughter, señor!?"

"I just want to help you get rid of her."

"What? I don't want to get rid of her at all! And just so you know, she is-"

"Stop it, Pablo." you said before he could continue.

"No, I won't stop he can't talk-"

"It's alright, ok? Just eat." you said and he was shocked, confused..and hurt.

How could your father talk to his daughter like that. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up, held your hand and said that you two are going to his home.

"What, Pablo, no-"

"Oh, yes. You can't stay here."

"You are not taking my daughter anywhere! She will stay here with her parents!" your mother spoke for the first time tonight.

"Oh, you are not her parents! You can't talk about her like that in front of me!"

When you stood up to leave with your boyfriend, you accidentally hit a glass of wine and it spilled all over the white table. Your parents got angry.

"See!? She is no good! She can't do anything right! If you leave then you won't be my daughter! I'll forget you, you piece of shit!"

"She was never your daughter, señor. Never!"

And with that, Pablo took you to his house.

You didn't want to cry. You wanted to be strong..

It was hard to leave your parents. They were still the people who gave you food and learned how to walk. They weren't good people, but leaving the house where you grew.. it hit you hard.

"They don't deserve you, cariño. I'm so, so sorry. You had to tell me-"

"It's alright, I swear. I'm used to it."

"Please, tell me what did they do to you. All this years where I couldn't be by your side. What did they do to my sweet girl?"

You told everything. All your problems with him. He was by your side, telling you how he loves you and how you are not a disappointment at all. How all they said to you all this years, wasn't true. Not even a bit.

You cried in his arms, speaking your heart to him.

Since then, Pablo promised himself to be there with you. He took you to his family and showed you how true parents are.

They treated you just like their second daughter, and after some time, when you managed to heal, leaving your parents and finding your family was the best decision you've ever done.

"I love you.."

"I love you too, my sweet girl!"

No one is a disappointment!!!!!!

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Nightmare Academia P.19 | Spencer Reid x Reader

♥ Summary: In this chapter of Nightmare Academia, somebody dies, somebody leaves, and somebody ends up alone. [Prof!Spencer Reid x GN-Prof!Reader]

♥ Warnings: criminal minds season 10, episode 13. Nelson's Sparrow.

♥ A/N: i remembered which episode this was off hand, im oddly proud lmao

♥ Word Count: 1847

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Spencer didn’t think he would have to call in that favour you’d offered him. He was pretty sure that when you sent a little text that said, “I owe you one,” you were joking. He waved it off like you were joking. When he told you not to mention the favour he had done, he’d meant it. The two of you had spent the rest of the night joking because that was all it was supposed to be.

The favour, the owing, it was all supposed to be a joke.

Then Gideon died.

Nothing really seemed funny after that.

Spencer had to leave for a bit. He needed to go, and join his team, and solve this murder. He also had classes to teach. He hoped you would help him out with that, though he hated having to ask. You didn’t deserve this burden. You hadn’t deserved it before, either, but you kind of took it on without asking.

Now, Spencer had to ask.

He didn’t want to do it. Like, he really didn’t want to do it. He ended up staring at your contact in his phone for a solid forty-five minutes waffling over what the fuck he could say in this situation.

“My old friend and mentor was murdered last night. I need to go find the man that did it. Cover my cases for me while I’m gone, will you?” Felt rude. And harsh. And like a crazy fucking load of information that you would definitely have questions about- and while he would normally love to answer your questions, Spencer- understandably- did not feel like answering questions about this specific topic.

A simple, “We need to talk,” was way too goddamn ominous.

“I need a favour,” could be taken all kinds of wrong ways.

Something like, “Heyyyyy, so, my old mentor died and I need to go find the man that did it. Would you mind covering my classes for me until I come back, even if that takes actual months? K thank u byeeeee,” just felt wrong.

“A close friend of mine just passed, and I need some time. Can you cover my classes for me while I’m gone?” Was appropriate, but it left out so much- and for some reason, Spencer didn’t like the thought of lying to you.

So, he decided to tell you in person.

And he had regrets about that decision almost immediately.

He ended up standing by the office door like a fucking creeper for a solid five minutes. He didn’t move, he didn’t open the door, he didn’t knock, he didn’t say anything, he just sort of stood there thinking about what the fuck he was going to say to you.

And then the door creaked open for him.

You were sitting at the desk that you shared with him, buried so deeply in your work that you didn’t even hear the door open. You didn’t look up. You didn’t see Spencer. You just typed away at the computer in front of you, marking papers and adding up grades.

You seemed oddly peaceful. At ease. Relaxed- at least as relaxed as you could be while grading. Spencer briefly contemplated the idea of leaving you a note.

Before he could take off to find a pen and follow in his mentor’s footsteps, you finally saw him. Your eyes lit up, they really did, but Spencer told himself he was seeing things.

“Good morning, Dr. Pretty Boy!” you stretched yourself out slightly, giving Spencer the impression that you’d been working for a while, “Ready for more bullshit?”

For a moment, despite everything, Spencer managed to find respite from his grief. A smile crossed his features. He laughed at your joke- and immediately, he felt guilty for it. His eyes went from bright to broken in a split instant. Tears welled up in their corners. What fucking friend was Spencer? Gideon hadn’t been dead for two days, and here he was, laughing with his cute coworker over some cute fucking quip.

The grief crashed over his body in waves. Reid tried to hide it. He looked away from you, covering his mouth with his hand and trying not to actually sob in the middle of your shared office.

You saw right through him.

“Oh, pretty boy,” your voice was a whisper, and as you darted into Spencer’s field of view, he could see the concern etched into your face. Somehow, it made him feel worse.

“Hey, hey,” you tried to hide your own panic with soothing words, briefly wondering what the fuck you could’ve done to make him cry. Your mind came up blank. And really, if Spencer cried easily- if he cried the way you did- you were sure you would’ve broken him by now, but you hadn’t.

Honestly? That was probably the worst option. That meant something was wrong- and you probably wouldn’t fix that something with an apology and a cup of coffee.

Still. You had to do your best.

“Reid? Spencer, honey, talk to me,” you reached out, lightly placing your fingers on his elbow- enough touch to comfort, but hopefully not enough to make him uncomfortable.

He didn’t say anything, but for a moment, he looked at you. His eyes were full of unshed tears. You could feel your heart drop through you before it shattered somewhere deep inside. Without another thought, your grip on Spencer’s arm changed from a light graze to an undeniable hold.

When you spoke, you sounded panicked. You said his name and Spencer could practically feel it- like ice down his spine, like the feeling of falling just as your body goes to sleep. Ironically, it woke him up.

“Gideon’s dead.”

You tried to find a response to that, but the words escaped you. Mostly because you didn’t know who that was. Spencer saw the confusion on your face, and with a deep breath, he offered you the kindness of elaboration.

“He was- he got me into the FBI. He was important and now he’s dead.”

“Shit,” you brought your other hand up to hold his arm, “Spencer, I’m so sorry.”

“I have to go. I have to find the person that did this.”

You tried to hide your shock at the revelation that Spencer’s friend hadn’t just died- Gideon had been murdered. And Spencer wanted to solve the case.

What choice did you have but to support him? In his place, you would want to do the same thing- you just wouldn’t have the qualifications for it. Spencer, however, was part of the FBI. He could help solve this case, legally and responsibly. You had to let him go.

“Then find them. Don’t worry about your classes, I’ll cover them-”

“You-” he cut himself off with a broken laugh, “You didn’t even let me ask.”

“You don’t have to. I know you would do the same for me- even if you wouldn’t, I like talking shit about the FBI to your students. It’s fun for me, that's how I have fun. Now go,” you let one of your hands run up his arm, “Get out of here, solve some crimes, and legally get whoever did this behind fucking bars.”

Spencer put one of his hands over yours. You took the initiative and laced your fingers together. The two of you stared for a moment, focusing on nothing but your joined hands.

“I’m sorry,” he broke the silence- not by much. His voice wasn’t anything more than a whisper.

“Sorry? For what?”

“For coming in here and crying all over you.”

“Hey, don’t apologize for that. I cry all the time, remember? I cry constantly. I can start crying now, if you want me to-”

“That won’t be necessary,” he grinned, tracing tiny shapes into your skin with the tips of his fingers, “Thank you, though? Is that the appropriate thing to say? Thank you?”

“Thank you works for me.”

“Then, thank you.”

Silence flowed over you again, curling around your bodies like some sort of mist. For a moment, the universe stilled, preserving the two of you in a tiny soundless bubble of space and time.

“Go kick some criminal ass, pretty boy. Responsibly. And then come back here, okay?”

“I will. I promise.”

“Good. Because otherwise, I will turn your students into my little minions, and you’ll never get them back.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

With a final grin, you pulled back. Spencer did the same. You wound your arms around yourself and squeezed. The air in the office dropped a few degrees. Spencer’s hands twitched, tapping a nervous pattern into his thigh.

“I’ll see you later, (L/N).”

He stepped back, moving slowly. When he reached the doorway, he turned and headed down the hall at regular Spencer-speed. You just stood in the office like an idiot. For the second time that week, Reid had stunned you to silence.

The first time, when he brought your student’s paper to the community center, you were stunned by the kindness he displayed. The Spencer you knew was usually smarmy petty little shit. He had his moments (such as getting stabbed to protect you and sharing his office with you when yours got all haunted) but for the most part, he was a bit of a prick!

In that moment, though, Reid did something kind and considerate. He took care of someone who needed it. He reached out to a former inmate with compassion and empathy, and even though Reid had worked for the FBI, you wanted to bring him to the community center with you every goddamn Monday for the rest of time. That little action had exposed his heart to you- and yeah, most people would argue that the whole “taking a knife” thing was a better demonstration of character, but for whatever reason, this was what stunned you.

The second time he’d stunned you, he’d done it by leaving, and lord, this time was worse. This time the shock didn’t feel like butterflies swarming through your organs. It felt like fear. Like an unknown future was running at you with malevolent intent.

At one point, you had wanted this. You wanted Spencer to leave, but now? The fucker had carved out a space for himself right in the middle of your life. He’d built a little niche between your fourth and fifth ribs and moved right into you. You had functioned without him when he was in the hospital, but you had always figured he would come back. This was an indefinite leave of absence. This was an indefinite leave of absence after you had warmed to Spencer, after he had shown you (in multiple ways) that he could be kind.

You finally came back to your body, still feeling a slight numbness in your hands. You moved to the doorway just in time to watch Reid turn around the corner and vanish from sight.

“I’ll see you,” you said- though you weren’t loud enough for him to hear by any means, “Reid.”

Behind you, a couple books fell from their shelves. You didn’t even flinch.

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harrywavycurly · 1 year

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hi, I have a request, if you’re comfortable with it, what kind of partner would Eddie be when reader is in labor? I would love to hear your insight on this, the “texting Eddie” series is one of my favorites. Thank you in advance

Hiii lovey!! I’m so glad you like the texting Eddie series!! Since I’m on a Eddie as a dad kick here we go, I hope you enjoy this! I gave it to you in conversations during labor so I hope that’s okay? 💖

*Eddie is a hot ass mess but he tries his best and we love him for it*

“Shit shit shit okay it’s fine. Everything is fine. It’s all gonna be fine.” “Says the one whose main job is to just drive us to the hospital.” “Heyyyyy I also grabbed the hospital bags and double checked the car seat.” “Sorry you’re right. You’re doing great.” “Don’t mock me in a time like this.”

“How’s the pain? You okay? Need me to like get someone?” “Pain is okay but how are you? You’re looking a little pale babe.” “You’re about to like push a bowling ball out of a straw and you’re asking how I’m doing??” “Edward! Don’t describe it like that.” “Sorry I’m kinda panicking” “Gee couldn’t notice. Sit down before you faint and miss all the action.”

“I think you look fantastic.” “And I think you’re full of shit Munson.” “Want me to like braid your hair for you to get it out of your face?” “Who taught you how to braid hair?” “I taught myself. Figured if we have a little girl one day it’s a skill I should know….why are you crying? Are you in pain?”

“Baby you’re kinda…hurting my hand a little.” “Would you like to switch places? I’d gladly take a crushed hand over this right now.” “Squeeze away sweetheart. Break it if you want it’s fine I have another one.” “That’s what I thought.”

“You’re doing great princess.” “How do you know?” “I mean…that’s just what they taught me to say at those classes we went to.” “You really learned stuff from those classes?” “Yes like I’m supposed to tell you how amazing you’re doing, help you with your breathing and tell you how great you look.”

“You are totally badass.” “Really?” “Hell yeah! You just had a fucking baby! Can’t get anymore metal than that.” “You have such a way with words.” “It’s a gift.” “I love you Eddie Munson.” “I love you too sweetheart.”

#dad!eddie x mom!reader #dad!eddie munson #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson request #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson concept #eddie munson fluff #dad eddie munson #Eddie Munson #my little dungeon master baby

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heyyyyy you don't know me but i came across your text post about the boy and the heron about the uhhh the uhhhhh mahito's aunt mom and it made me actually go to the movies for the first time since the bovid nineten panademic and hours after the movie i think. i think if i were natsuko, miss thing in world war 2 when resources were getting scarce and my sister died in a really bad event and left a young, hot, rich (possibly stupid) husband and brother in law who had access to resources (canned goods, tobacco) which were luxuries at the time and could potentially take care of me just as well as my now dead sister, his previous wife, i think i could do a hell of a lot worse. shoichi (the dad) was the catch of the century, possibly the millenium by world war 2 standards. other men were probably out dying in wars or just barely scraping by working in the fields or factories. natsuko was probably looking over her choices (which may have just been marrying her brother in law to keep afloat) and thought to herself, "this may very well be the only choice for me that exists" because im not sure how labor for women worked at the time, only that marrying her dead sister's husband may have been the only way for her to ensure she and the household staff didn't starve. (also it looks like the two actually did love each other.) but yes it is fucked up that shoichi got with his sister in law Like That, he could have just taken care of her like a good brother in law WITHOUT PUTTING A BABY IN HER, ESPECIALLY CONSIDERING THE SUS TIMELINE!!!!!!!!

“But I was so caught up in the euphoria of” my first ever inbox ask “that for like a minute I lived in a world where” that three-sentence shitpost about Boy and the Heron didn’t haunt my notes section.

I definitely learned a damn thing about marriage customs in Japan from that post lol. But THANK YOU MY MAIN POINT OF “WHAT THE FUCK” WAS THE SUS PREGNANCY TIMELINE! And then my further point of “what the fuck” what how INSISTENT both of them are that his aunt is his new mother. It’s weird that they really really REALLY wanted this traumatized tween to call his distant aunt “mom” from the first moment they met.

Also I’m calling it “bovid nineten panademic” for the rest of my life. Thank you and Send Post.

#the boy and the heron #studio ghibli #hayao miyazaki #like yikes #oh also #inbox asks #THATS THE FIRST TIME I EVER GET TO USE THAT TAG #idk I’m excited about it lol

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dragondemoness · 2 years

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Emotionless or stoic reader who's texts like an airhead but only they're s/o can understand them with Ibuki, Mahiru, Mikan, Kyoko, Peko, Miu and Akane

I knew this was coming 😆

Unfortunately, I ran out of 3:00 AM texts, so I couldn't do Akane. Maybe in a future part

Also I had way too much fun writing this, but putting this on Tumblr was a pain in the ass

Sorry if the text conversations look screwy

Emotionless Reader Who Texts Like a Crackhead Airhead With Ibuki, Mahiru, Mikan, Kyoko, Peko and Miu

Ibuki Mioda

Oh she's 100% the same way

Except she's an airhead through and through

When she first met you, she thought you were really cool and really wanted to be your friend

Her energy complimented your stoic demeanor really well

And come to find out, you were more alike than she thought

But only on the phone

She loves that you text like an airheaded teenager who's probably on a sugar rush

She will appreciate your energy and match it tenfold

You: HEY IBUKI🥰🥰🥰

Ibuki🎸: HEY BABYCAKES🥰🥰🥰

You: I LOVE YOU ❤️💕❤️💗💗

Ibuki🎸: I LOVE YOU TOOOOOO💗💗💗💗

You: CAN I COME OVER

Ibuki🎸: HELL YEAH GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE

You: OMW

Especially when you send her random texts at 3:00 AM

Nobody will appreciate it like Ibuki does

You: HEYYYYY IBUKIIIII🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Ibuki🎸: YOOOOOO (Name) WASSUP🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

You: SHEET MUSIC IS JUST A SOUND RECIPE

Ibuki🎸: HELL YEAH IT IS

You: WOOOOOO

Ibuki🎸: DID YOU KNOW THAT BARCODES SCAN THE WHITE SPACES, NOT THE BLACK ONES

You: WHAT

You: NO WAY

You: MY LIFE HAS BEEN A LIE

Ibuki🎸: SAME

Ibuki definitely appreciates your texting energy more than anyone

You're both a mess, but she loves you to death

Mahiru Koizumi

She is kind of exhausted by you sometimes

When she first met you, she thought you were really interesting

She wanted to get to know you, and help you try to get to know the others

You were a little shy with talking in person, but she didn't mind at all

Oh, but you were only shy in person

While on the phone... You very much weren't

You: MAHIRUUUUU🥰🥰🥰🥰

Mahiru📷: (Name)?

Mahiru📷: Did someone steal your phone??

You: Nope! This is just how I text!😜

Mahiru📷: Oh, okay

You: Can I come over???!!!!🥺🥺🥺🥺

Mahiru📷: Not now, I'm taking pictures

You: So what, your pictures are more important than meeee?!!?!? 😭😭😭😭

Mahiru📷: (Name)...

You: PLEEEAAASSSEEEEEEE

Mahiru📷: Fine

You: YAYYYYYYYYY

You: I LOVE YOU MAHIRU

Mahiru📷: Love you too

Your random crackhead texts are exhausting and sometimes irritating, but at least she can understand them somehow

But if you text her at 3:00 AM, she will not give you the time of day

You: HEY

You: MAHIRU

You: HEY

You: VOLLEYBALL IS JUST HARDCORE HOT POTATO

You: WE HAVE MORE ANCESTORS THAN OUR ANCESTORS

You: FIREFLY IS THE OPPOSITE OF WATERFALL

You: IS ORANGE NAMED AFTER THE FRUIT OR THE COLOR

Mahiru📷: (Name), I love you, but it's 3:00 AM

Mahiru📷: GO. TO. SLEEP.

It's hard to keep up with you sometimes, but Mahiru still loves you

Mikan Tsumiki

She found your stoic demeanor to be kind of intimidating at first

She didn't mind it, but she wished she could tell what you were thinking

But you were kind of shy about talking to others, so you spent more time with her

Which she loved more than anything

She was shocked and a little concerned about how energetic you were over text

You kind of reminded her of Ibuki

But she grew to love it more than anything

You: MIKIIIIIII😍😍😍

Mikan🩹: Yes, my dear?

You: I love youuuuuu!!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Mikan🩹: I love you too! 😍🥰💗

You: Can I come over????????😜😜😜😜

Mikan🩹: Well, I'm doing nurse work right now...

You: Awwww😞😞😞😢

Mikan🩹: Please don't be sad! You can come and see me if you want to!

You: YAYYYY I'M ON MY WAY

Mikan🩹: Yay!☺️

She absolutely adores you

Even when you text her at 3:00 AM, she'll stay up with you as long as you want

You: Mikiiiiii🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Mikan🩹: (Name)? It's 3:00 AM... Is something wrong?

You: Nope! I just wanna text my baby❤️❤️❤️

Mikan🩹: Aww! Okay, I can stay up a little longer🥰

You: Yayyyyy😃☺️🥰

Mikan🩹: So, what did you want to talk about?

You: Y'know what's so creepy about Humpty Dumpty?

Mikan🩹: No, I don't. What?

You: They never said he was an egg 😨😨😨

Mikan🩹: Huh? What do you mean?

Mikan🩹: Wait

Mikan🩹: OH NO😰😰😰

You: Hey, since you're a nurse, let me ask you this: Why do our noses run, but our feet smell?🤔🤔🤔

Mikan🩹: Well, technically, our noses don't really "run". They drain, drip, or leak from the top down when there is excess “material” inside.

Mikan🩹: Certain feet smell because the average human foot sweats one cup per day, and when you add bacteria and shoes to the mixture, that becomes part of the recipe.

Mikan🩹: Oh, but there's certainly nothing wrong with trying to inject a little humor into these awful times.

You: Woah. Mind blowing😮🤯

It doesn't matter what time of day it is

She will text you back every time, no matter what, in just a few seconds

But girl, go to sleep

Kyoko Kirigiri

She could guess the way you texted right off the bat

Don't ask me how

She just did

But she did enjoy that you had a similar stoic personality to hers

And when you text her, she understands exactly what you're saying

But she doesn't bother humoring you

You: HEYYYY KYOKOOOO

Kyoko🕵️‍♀️: Yes?

You: I love youuuuu!!! 🥰🥰🥰

Kyoko🕵️‍♀️: I love you too.💜

You: Hey can I ask you something?????!!?!!

Kyoko🕵️‍♀️: Sure.

You: Would a fly without wings be called a walk? 🤔🤔🤔

Kyoko🕵️‍♀️: No. A fly is called a fly, with or without wings.

You: Damn, why you gotta shoot me down like that... I'm heartbroken😢😢😢

Kyoko🕵️‍♀️: No, you're not.

You: You're no fun😤😤😤

She doesn't mind the way you text

It makes you 'you', and if it makes you happy, then do it

But if you send her random bullshit, she will not humor it

Especially at 3:00 AM

You: HEY KYOKO

You: A letter in an envelope is just paper wrapped in paper🤯🤯🤯

Kyoko🕵️‍♀️: (Name), it's 3:00 AM. Go to sleep.

She's usually awake during these times, but she's not taking your random B.S

As much as Kyoko loves you, she's gonna put her facts on every random text you send her

She'll let you have your fun, but sending her one of those texts is basically asking to get detective'd

That's a word now

I said so

Peko Pekoyama

At first, she thought you were easy to talk to

You were super stoic, and kind of quiet and reserved

Just like her

So you got along right off the bat

But she didn't expect to see the crackhead inside of you over text

Like Mahiru, she also worries that someone stole your phone

(I apologize to anyone who uses dark mode)

You: YOOOOO PEKOOOOO

Peko⚔️: Yes, my young master?

Peko⚔️: Wait, was your phone stolen? This is very unlike you.

You: Nope! How I text is just different from how I talk!

Peko⚔️: Oh, I see. This was unexpected, but I don't mind.

You: Hey, did you know that horses run on their fingernails? 😮😮😮

Peko⚔️: Do they? Inever thought about that.

You: Can I come hang out????😃😃

Peko⚔️: I'm sort of in the middle of practicing with my sword...

Peko⚔️: But if you want to come watch me, I don't mind.

You: Yayyyyy!! I love yooouuuuu!!!😍😍😍

Peko⚔️: I love you too, young master.☺️

It's hard to keep up sometimes, but she can somehow understand your texts

She finds them very cute

Even in the early hours of the morning, she'll stay up to talk to you

You: PEKOOOOOO

Peko⚔️: Yes, young master?

You: I wanna talk!!!

Peko⚔️: It's 3:00 AM, is something the matter?

You: Nope! Just thinking🙈🙈🙈

Peko⚔️: I suppose I can stay awake a little longer. What are you thinking about?

You: Isn't butter just lotion for food?🤔🤔🤔

Peko⚔️: In some aspects, yes, I suppose.

You: Could a fork be classified as a dull four-pronged sword?🤔🤔🤔🤔

Peko⚔️: I say no. Forks are forks, and swords are swords.

You: What about knives?

Peko⚔️: Same with knives.

Peko may be able to understand what you're saying, but she doesn't understand why you say it

But she never questions it

And she'll stay up as late as you want, cuz she loves you

We love you too Peko, but please get some sleep

Miu Iruma

When you were starting to get to know each other, she tried to make your expressionless demeanor waver

By flirting with you and giving you pick-up line after pick-up line

And it never worked

But then she fell in love with you and boom! Relationship

Boy, was she in for a surprise when you first texted her

You: MIIIUUUUUUU😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

Miu🔧: Are you high?

You: Nooooo!!!! How I text is different from how I talk!!!!

Miu🔧: How tf is that even possible

You: I LOVE YOOOOUUUU!!!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Miu🔧: OF COURSE YOU DO I'M MIU FUCKIN IRUMA

Miu🔧: But yea I love you too nerd

You: Can I come hang out?????!!!🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Miu🔧: I'm inventing shit

You: Pleeeeaaasseeeee?!?!?!🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Miu🔧: You're a trainwreck

Miu🔧: Lab door's unlocked

You: Yayyyyyyyy!!!!!!!🥰🥰😍🥰🥰😍🥰😍

Depending on her mood, she'll either match your energy or tell you to shut the fuck up

Sometimes, she'll be the one texting you at 3:00 AM

She's always awake anyway

But when you text her, this usually happens

You: MIIIIUUUUU

Miu🔧: What do you want it's 3:00 AM

You: I gotta question

You: Why is the letter x used more in math than in the English language🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

Miu🔧: I gotta question too

Miu🔧: Why tf are you texting me at 3:00 AM about math shit

You: You're an inventor, you should be good at math

Miu🔧: Answer me this then, smartass

Miu🔧: If you try to fail and you succeed, what tf did you do???

You: You would succeed, obviously

Miu🔧: Sick answer

You: If you're waiting for a waiter, that makes you a waiter

Miu🔧: OMG

Miu🔧: THAT'S SO TRUE

Miu🔧: YOU'RE A FUCKIN GENIUS

You: I KNOW

You and Miu are in the same boat

You're both crackheads in love

Remember when I said Ibuki probably appreciates your energy the most?

Well, Miu is a close second

When she acts like your random thoughts are stupid, she's secretly thinking the same thing

Y'all are partners in crime

Y'know, this scenario would work really well with a lot of other characters

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa goodbye despair #danganronpa killing harmony #ibuki mioda x reader #mahiru koizumi x reader #mikan tsumiki x reader #kyoko kirigiri x reader #peko pekoyama x reader #miu iruma x reader #emotionless crackhead reader

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chenyann · 2 years

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A bat like roommate!!

Lilia vanrouge

Have you heard the rumor of the bat like roommate?It was said that y/n had lost their old roommate and is looking for another,After posting online that you were looking for a roommate a boy answered your ad,a strange boy moves in y/ns life turns upside-down!Now let's take a peek of what it's like living with a strange boy named Lilia vanrouge!

cw: gn!reader, crack & fluff, sfw, unfinished and lousy editing. F/n= friends name Stay tuned for the next rumor...

A new message

As you were typing away on your laptop your phone let out a loud ding.

1 new message from f/n

"Heyyyyy y/n I just had a great idea!!"

You groaned as you looked at that message, thinking about what your friend had to say.

[What is it???]

You sat your phone down waiting for a reply,typing away at a post you made on magicam.

Your phone made that annoying ding sound again;god you really need to change that notification sound.

1 new message from f/n

"So you know how you've been looking for a roommate, I think you should make an ad!"

You sighed,sincerely F/n could be really dumb at times making an ad means making alot of strangers have a chance to know your address and possibly stalk or kill you,but you digress.Was it really such a bad idea; I mean nobody is gonna drop from the sky to be my roommate….you pondered what you should do and after taking a sip from your water you came into terms.

You're gonna put up an ad.

You texted your friend as she gave you support and you put up the ad.

Hello,I am looking for a roommate,I live in a apartment by NRC there is a spare bedroom with a connected

Bathroom 1090 sq.Ft we have walk-in closets,a small private balcony,dishwasher and internet there is a gym and pool on the apartment complex (which is animal friendly)

Water, internet,electricity and the bill will be split by us, if you want a roommate and like these terms please dm me!

You cringed at your own post and hoped nobody would see it,you let it go as you went out to your friend's house to go give her a whole essay on how her idea was corny.

After being gone for what seemed like hours actually it was just for 40 minutes you had notification in your inbox from 'Muscle red' that's a stupid name you thought as you read his dm.

'Hello, my name is Lilia and I read your ad about a roommate,benefits of living with you seem very decent,I would like to know more about the apartment.'

After talking to him you decided to let him move in.He can't be that bad, what's the worst that can happen!

Another flower

Woken by a knock at the door you grumble to yourself as you walked to the sound opening it to see what looked like an emo 8 year old, oh wait that's Lilia.You snapped back to reality when you heard a snicker from the door,"well look who is prepared, are you really gonna help get my stuff In your pajamas?"

Yep he is gonna be a problem, from that very moment you knew he was gonna be a weed in your little ecosystem you have in your head.Lilia had this vibe about him,A vibe of a old man hiding in a grunge aesthetic.He made no time to poke and prodder at you,making snide comments to you every-so-often.Every Time you shut his Q&A session down it made him even more determined to 'bother you'.

Lilia didn't make no plans to stop pestering you, infact he has been asking you dozens of questions every ten minutes."so why did you want a roommate?" He had a cheeky grin, a cheeky grin you wanted to wipe off his face.

You remind yourself that its temporary, that his existence in your life will end sooner of later so you should stop the weed before its spreads.That is if you want to keep that ecosystem you have, to keep your garden of life safe from weeds.You spent years making that ecosystem, making the gardens and the animals;Years of your life spent on it, you won't let a random boy ruin those years of work.

"I needed help paying bills" you said honestly

And that is when it stops🧍‍♀️

Also a rant below on why it's unfinished

I started that post on August 27....And announced it on the 27.....I-i now I know I promised it but um ima just give yall what I have because I know dam well I'm not about to finish this shit💀 and I'm sorry but I just...I haven't felt like making a fic since my last one😭 if I do finish it, then okay yall can have it.But I'm acting like I don't have 4 other fics that I didn't start on soooo Yeah I honestly would maybe go back to this if it was just headcanons but I likely wont💀 I also have 6 drafts 1 of them are a fic I-i don't know anymore,IM TRYING TO GET THEM OUT BUT ITS SO HARD

#lilia vanrouge #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twst wonderland #yako going crazy!#lilia x reader #lilia x y/n #lilia x you #Sjkanskakakanakka don't look at me like at #I'm trying #twst fanfic

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astro-inthestars · 2 years

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Adding positivity to the dash! Whats something *you* deem as special about someone in your life you think about? Why is it special?

SOMETHING SPECIAL ABOUT SOMEONE SPECIAL TO ME?!?!??! YOU'RE ASKING ME THIS????

WELL SHIT BESTIE I MAY BE LATE BUT YOU ASKED THE DARN RIGHT PERSON

AHEM AH E M M MM

Starting off strong!!

@clausgender - Lake Landon Lazuli Phas Claus. Okay but. For real right now you changed my life I really can't specify why and how but you just did. Something special about you is just how... proud you are. Life has thrown shit at you, but you gave no fucks and threw some right back. You're amazing and you've taught me so much. I look up to you. It's kinda funny, you are one of the most human people I know, yet I know you want to be anything but a human being <3 (also everyone else in the chaosites have their own special thing but god knows how long that'll be but just let them know they're all epic and awesome <333)

@brainless-but-thats-all - Bee you are here by default bestie when the Lake is here you must be as well. You are both soul bound. You cannot escape. /hj But seriously you're here because you are also very special to me <333 What I find special about you is your silliness! This is not a surprise <3 You're just a silly guy! No matter what you do, you're just inherently very silly! Your texting habit is silly, your roleplay is silly, and even when you give advice you're silly! Not messing around kinda silly, you're sweet and soft about it. You don't let anything be too serious! It's refreshing ya know? And you and Lake just click, your friendship is really nice to witness :]

@slymanner - Tony bestie I know we just formally got to know each other about two months ago but it already feels like forever burger bro. Something special about you is just how alike we are! Remember we first got a long because we had the same vibes? You remind me of me and it just felt like we were meant to click. But remember, you're more than that to me! You're silly, you're funny, you're kind, and you're chaotic as heck <333 You're awesome. Burger bros against the world!

@joyflameball - Cassie Rose you are awesome and you are an obligatory part of this list *holds you like a cat by the scruff* you cannot escape my positivity and love. Something special about you is how utterly unhinged you are, and yes, it seems I'm very drawn to unhinged people! With all your passions you're just so deranged about them /pos it's inspiring how passionate you are that it makes you want to bite a piece of media and shake it like a chew toy <3

@ghost-vessel - GHOST MY BIG SIB HIIII one of my many online siblings <333 Met you through Deltarune but totally met met you as a person through Omori! What a chance amirite? And I'm glad I did! To me, something special about you is how calm you are! Like, you're easy to talk to... You're super duper chill and just an all around great guy(gnc)! Just random talks with you is really nice, sib!

@just-jammin - JUST JAMMIN LYRIC LYR JAM PRIDEDRAFT X!!! One of the ogs fr <33 I've known em since I first got on Tumblr in the Six the Musical fandom- Yeah weird first Tumblr Fandom don't ask <3 Something special about you to me is how helpful you are! Or moreover how you're always so willing to help. It's not always a good thing to try to help everyone, trust me I know. But either way you still try your best to help! Wherever you end up next is gonna be your call, but I know you'll still be trying to help anyone along the way. Just don't forget to help yourself sometimes, okay? You're worth more than who you help or what you make!

@ayyyyysexual - Void sibestie omg... here is another online sibling of mine <3 ....Actually almost everyone on this list is almost a sibling to me.... huh. Well anyways! VOID OH MY GOD heyyyyy :] my favorite triple A battery (i think?? unless you're demi now because of a certain someone ;)- OKAY I'M GOING) Something special about you is how utterly chaotic you are- HAHA I'M SERIOUS! You're just so chaotic I really can't imagine how'd it be if you weren't! Or how'd it be if I didn't have it in my life! You're a silly little abyss ya know?

@bloop-arts - BLOOP BLOOP BLOOP THEOOOOOOO HAIIII surprise surprise, another sibling! ....I have a lot of siblings that lack a gender. Anyways, Bloopothy....... Paps! Something special about you is your inherent warmth.... And by that I mean your vibes are just so.. warm! It's hard to describe them any way else! You're very kind and bright and you just have this comforting warmth that's very special to me! And I'm sure it's special to a lot of people too! Papapapapap

@borkthemork - Bork.... Borky Bork Bork whose real name is really pretty but I'm still afraid to use! One of the coolest ever.... You didn't think I'd put in BLOOP and not put in the BORK didja??? Nononono my friend! They are a package deal! A duo! Set: Do Not Separate! To me, something special about you is your autism swag! I'm kidding, partially- But in all seriousness its your patience. I would say smarts, your intelligence, your calm and collected attitude, but in the end those all tie into your patience! Your patience with people, your patience with yourself, your patience with understanding others and your own emotions. It's nice...

@cute-as-buttons - SASHA!!! BUTTONS!!! MOOOOMMMM!!! First parent on the list <3 You became my parent out of association with my dad, who is your ex, so you are my ex-step-mom but either way you're still a mom to me <333 Something special about you to me is your sweetness. It seems simple, right? But, you should know that simple things can be beautiful. You have a nice warm energy to you, somewhat akin to Bloop's, but it's certainly catered to your own. Your kindness just makes you seem.... alive. Real. Human. You laugh, you cry, you joke, you smile, you live. It's good.

And now for the general mentions!

@pyroclastic727 @honneibun @maritasdump @ectoplasmic-knife @miraclesprinkles @mira-blue @wormautopsy @generalyunan @ohyoumeanher and everyone else in the Amphibia server, those I missed! You are all so special to me. Though you guys are HUGE and there's a lot of you, you all make me feel at home with your chaos. Your art, your writing, your jokes, your drama, all of it. It's one big frog community and we're all just enjoying where the chemicals in the water are taking us <3

@ask-the-daeu-mod-hub everyone in the utdr askblog fandom, you guys opened me back up to close knit communities after a while of just being in my own bubble.... You were all the gateway, the start of my true freedom. The silly bullshit we all get into, the angst, the lore, the memes- Honestly, you guys changed my life. I was in the Amphibia server before this, but I was honestly still kinda messed up.... you guys really helped. Thank you.

And all my old friends from the beginning of tumblr, @djts-arts @altairtalisman @spooner7308 @san-shui @cryptidmuppet @pandora-dusk my bunfriend, and a lot more. You guys were the real start of it all. Seriously, where would I be without you all? If it weren't for you guys, I probably wouldn't have survived this hellsite. Thanks, for guiding me til I can stand on my own. I'm glad to know that I have a lot of people catching me if I fall though.

#astroanswers #kaibigan kong mahal #lovely rambling #i think this counts as that #DECIDED TO ANSWER ASKS TODAY WHAT A SHOCKER AMIRITE AHAHHAHA #SORRY EVERYONE <3333 #sorry for the @s too but.... positivity was meant to be spread so i WILL spread it

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crybabylisa · 2 years

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Heyyyyy princess <3

Selfship with Benkei sfw or nsfw ;) you can choose

Hehe love ya <3

hi my pretty girl, ilysm <3 i'll do both because i'm bored

the sfw selfship ask game

-> send me a character out of my selfships and i'll answer these questions <3 please clarify if you want me to do the sfw or nsfw version!

KEIZO X LISA

who is the grumpiest in the morning?

benkei.. he's always groaning when we need to get up and he always pulls me back in his arms to stay with him for a bit longer.

who worries more when the other is sick/hurt?

me because this man always knows exactly what to do when i'm sick or in pain and i'm always a little a lot overwhelmed when he comes home with new bruises and wounds because i can't actually tell how bad it is.

who plays pranks on the other?

mhh we don't prank each other that much but he always puts the things i need somewhere way too high where i can't reach it because i'm too small and because he wants to see me struggle until i give up and ask him for help😔 i try stupid tiktok pranks on him sometimes but he always knows that it's a prank :(

who is always the first to suggest cuddling on the sofa?

i'm the one who always asks him if he wants to cuddle with me but he just pulls me on his lap and wraps his big arms around me because he knows that i won't say no. we love cuddling🤧

who insists on creating nicknames for the other?

me!! i caught him so off guard the first time i called him "kei" instead of just keizo and also when i first called him "babe". once i started to use pet names and nicknames on a daily basis, he did too because he knows how much i love them. now he gets offended if i don't call him by his nickname or pet names.

who says "i love you" first?

keizo said it first. to be fair, he thought i was sleeping and he didn't even realize that he said it out loud until i mumbled a small and tired "i love you too, keizo" out while i snuggled myself against him. he was so happy when he heard me say it🥺

who's the messiest one?

me😔

who feels the most uncomfortable about pda?

none of us. we won't do too much but he likes showing me off and wants others to know that i'm his and only his. he makes me feel safe by holding my hand, especially in crowded places.

who's the funniest drunk?

benkei.... once he's drunk he always tells old and funny stories about his friends and embarrasses them💀

who texts the most?

mhhh me because i need attention lmao he doesn't mind it tho, he really likes it when he gets notifications from me.

who has the most embarrassing taste in music?

he probably only listens to 90s hiphop. there's no way he has a bad or embarrassing taste in music so it's me again lmao

who reads the most?

me!! but he builds me new book shelves when there is not enough space for my books anymore🤧

who's better with kids?

the kids are scared by him at first but he's actually really good with them!

who's the one that fixes things around the house?

have you seen this man? keizo tries to fix everything in the house himself and he does it so fast too??? i tell him that something is broken and boom, the next day it's fixed. but sometimes he lets me help him and praises me for helping him so good🤧

who cooks and who cleans up?

he's a great cook and loves to cook for us!! i always clean up.

who is the loudest?

the nsfw selfship ask game

definitely me lmao but his deep grunts and moans aren't silent either. our poor neighbors.....

who is the more submissive?

ME!! i want him to manhandle me, choke me, fuck me senseless, breed me, mark me up and i call him daddy. i would let him do everything with me :) look at this man and tell me you wouldn't be submissive🤨 but he loves it when i take control sometimes too. he trusts me and would try anything with me if i want to! (yes even tying him up, edging and pegging😩)

who is the most experimental?

keizo!! he's really open about everything but i trust him and would try most of the things too!!

do they fuck or make love?

depends.. if he had a bad day, he fucks me stupid and uses me to calm down (i love that) but most of the times we make love.

lights on or lights off?

mhh we don't really care. if the lights are off, they stay off, if the lights are on, they stay on.

who likes sexting the most?

me!! i just love to tease him and turn him on but he also really enjoys it too, especially when i send him pictures. he gets really red when i suddenly text him how bad i need him to fill me up and he always has to excuse himself if he's not alone.

who is more likely to be caught masturbating?

benkei just doesn't care if i catch him, he likes it when i watch and get needy. i don't even need to masturbate lmao he always gives me what i want when i need it but if i do masturbate when i'm home alone, he always wants to know it. i send him videos or pics of it because he loves that

who is better at oral and who prefers it?

his dick can't even completely fit in my mouth... he still loves it when i suck him off and try my best to make it fit. he's just so fucking good with his mouth and he loves to have me sit on his face. he makes me cum so fast like that.... keizo likes giving more than receiving and i love both.

who usually initiates things?

mhhh both of us pretty equally we fuck a lot lmao

who has the most/weirdest kinks?

we have almost the exact same kinks.

#crybabylisa moots: karolina ;)#crybabylisa ask games ☆#benkei #arashi keizo #keizo arashi #selfship

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crymeariveronceagain · 2 years

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Heyyyyy Riverrrrrrr

I'm sad.

So mini rant ig???

Cool? Cool.

So like my total bff since like the fifth grade, right? She just got pissed at me. Like, we're talking 10000%, full blown rage fest on me, because apparently I wasn't talking to her enough? And yeah, maybe I wasn't spending a ton of time with her, but she also wasn't talking to me at all either. Plus, it was out of no where, and she just got pissed.

So anywayyy she told me she didn't want to be friends and that I was a "toxic friend because I didn't help her with her problems," but. Um. She didn't tell me her problems, and I was always trying to be kind. Apparently I just . . . wasn't good enough.

She also said she didn't like my personality because it was too . . . soft? She was like "you're just a soft girl that likes to read and do art and scrolls through Pinterest and we just don't mesh "

And I was like ????? What???? Like me being gentle and kind and not mean and not a jerk is a bad thing?

Idk but she basically hates me now, so that's fun, and apparently I have a bad personality.

.......

darling anon i am so sorry

that is so rough

like idk what else to say

im so sorry <3

I've been through similar things, and I know how all that stuff feels.

First of all. Sometimes you're not going to be enough for people. Sometimes people suck like that. You do not have to be enough for everyone. You're not going to be good enough, smart enough, funny enough. But to the right people, that won't matter. Because they'll like you for you. Not because you give them something like advice or let them use your art supplies or something. But because they love you. Love doesn't mean that someone's good enough. It means looking someone in the eyes and saying "I see where you're broken, I see where you're imperfect. And I want what's best for you anyway."

Secondly, none of this is your fault. One of the few best memories I have of one of my old friends is his text message of "Be yourself. No matter what. And if they don't like you then screw 'em." I kept that phrase on my wall for years, because it just filled something in my chest. If you're the soft, readerly, kind hearted girl that other people who don't like soft, readerly, kind hearted girls don't want to be around, I'd say that's a good kind of person to be.

Thirdly. Fuck her and her ideas of who you are <3 You cannot be reduced to one idea. You're a whole and complete person. And you've got dark and light, bad and good, all in you. You're not one simple caricature of something, drawn by her hand. You're not as simple as she wants you to be. Your personality isn't bad. You are yours. If you don't like something about yourself, change it. If you're content, stay content, and slowly work on making yourself a little bit better(because there's always better to strive for). Just. Be content with yourself because clearly your friend had absolutely no idea who you were, if she could reduce you to such a picturesque image of an artsy pinterest reader girl so easily.

Fourthly, this stuff hurts more than breakups. Because friends are supposed to be on your side, longer and harder and stronger. Friends don't have fluffy big emotions. It's all supposed to be easy, strong, and good with friends. They're your back up plan, your personal support team. They're who you call to spend time with for fun, for parties, for birthdays. Believe me, I know how it hurts. I think one of the worst days of my life I spent crying my eyes out in my mother's arms, because my friends had decided that I didn't matter to them anymore, and that they didn't care. So, beloved, grab a thing of ice cream. Grab a sad spotify playlist(may I reccomend mine? it's personally curated and amassed from sad friendship songs/breakup songs that work anyway) and feel some stuff. Because this hurts. This hurts a lot. It always does.

Fifth, if she hates you, let her. Don't bother picking it back up. She seems toxic af, and you deserve better friends. As someone who had toxic friends, it's not worth it. They tire you out, wear you down. They make you exhausted and sad. Leave it be. Don't start anything up until she reaches out again. It's just... it's not worth it. You will find better people. Better friends. Stronger friends. They're all out there waiting for you. Let this moment pass you by. Let her go, as much as it hurts. I lost by best friend of 10 years in a fight that took fifteen minutes. Never spoke to her again. But I'm so much better off without her. And my new best friend? By all the stars in the world, she'd never put me through what my old friend did. Let your friend go. It's going to be okay. I promise you.

I'm so sorry you have to go through this kind of thing. It's rough. I'm so sorry. It will get better. But, in the words of Fall Out Boy, "Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger, the person you'd take a bullet for is the one behind the trigger."

So just.

Feel something tonight.

Drown in it for a bit, if you need to. But be sure to sit up. The water is only knee deep. If you sit up, you'll be able to breathe okay again. I promise.

Love you, anon.

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mw1761 · 1 year

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Heyyyyy!!! >3 so this story is gonna be different because my friend wants some insight on some boyyy🙃😑👍 stuff sooooo here🧸❤️

Disclaimer🧸 some not so appropriate language: none of these names will be real and I will see if there's more info I can find on this story in the future ❤️

So I have this freinds who we'll call Amai and basically these two boys who we'll call Aden and Chris.

So first this boy Aden has a crush on Amai which she knows about which she's not supposed to but he knows she knows (and I's knows that's was's a lot's) she's scared because her other friend is dating them and keeps texting her like crazy.

Amai doesn't like him but adens gf doesn't know this. when amai doesn't even know if she's straight this is to much for her right now. But she just had this convo with Aden about another boy (Chris) who likes Amai:

Amai: Why did Chris keep looking at me in class💀💀

Aden: Hi

Sorry for the late reply

Amai: Nah yg

Aden: He did

Idk

He said you had a fat a$$

💀

Amai: Wtf-

Girl no I don't

Aden: He likes Latinas and knows your part

Aren't boys just the greatest? Anyways she just learned Chris liked her while Adens (another boy who likes her) girlfriend who is also Amais friend is upset with HER (wtf)

In my opinion she's not a good friend if she can't handle this and is gonna lash out on Amai and not her own boyfriend who's the actual problem.

But what do y'all think? 🧸🫶❤️

#bad friend #bruh wtf #drama #true story #two boys #not me tho

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woah-were-halfway-there · 2 years

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Fluff 22 and angst 21 for the prompts request little thing!!

A/N: Ok this turned out a lot longer than I anticipated but here are the first of the prompts! Pls let me know what you think 🥰

Word Count: 1.9k

"Oops," Carson mumbled to herself as she drunkenly stumbled over her own feet while walking towards Auston's condo building. She and Lexie had gone out that night, but it was established early on that Carson wanted to spend the night at Auston's place rather than their apartment.

Auston knew Carson was coming. He even stopped by her apartment to grab the bag she packed of clothes and items she'd need to stay at his place for the next couple of days once he was done practicing for the day. The girls were already drinking when he stopped by, and so when Auston got a text from Lexie around 11pm saying she and Carson were calling it a night and that she'd get Carson to his place soon, he wasn't surprised.

Noah, the guy Lexie was seeing, picked her and Carson up from the bar. Noah was a lovely guy, Auston had met him a couple of times, and Carson seemed to really like him too. Carson also seemed to think that Noah was different from any other guy Lexie has had around before. In the almost two years Auston and Carson had dated, Lexie brought guys around, but it was never serious. Those guys were hookups, but although Lexie wasn't ready to admit it, what she and Noah had was different, and Carson had a feeling they'd be together for the long run.

Once Carson had gained her balance, she looked over her shoulder at Noah's car and gave him and Lexie a thumbs up to say she was ok, but when she took another step, she immediately tripped over her own feet again then collapsed to the ground.

"Holy fuck, Carson," Lexie said as she immediately got out of the car and rushed over to help her best friend back up. "Are you alright?"

"Pffft, I'm fine," Carson replied as she let Lexie pull her back up, then gripped onto her friend's arm as she stumbled again, ignoring the throbbing pain she felt in her left knee as she did so.

"I'm going to get Auston to come down and get you."

"Noooooooo Lex, I got this. I'll text you once I'm upstairs."

Lexie just sighed and shook her head.

"No, you won't because your phone is dead," she argued, making Carson groan. "I'm texting him right now. You're waiting here."

"You're no fun," Carson grumbled as she continued holding onto Lexie's arm for balance. She kicked her heels off and leaned over to pick them up while Lexie texted Auston, asking him to come get his girlfriend.

"Everything ok over here?" Noah asked as he joined the two girls, so they weren't alone. It was a Saturday night in early October, after all. He

"Just peachy," Carson said, then winced as she started bending her left leg at the knee to loosen up the stiffness she felt beginning to form, but that stiffness soon turned into a throbbing and stinging sensation.

She thought she was being subtle, but there's no such thing as subtle when it comes to drunk Carson.

"Did you hurt your knee?" Lexie asked, noticing what Carson was doing.

"Nope. I'm golden."

"Don't you lie to me, Bailey."

"Ok, maybe a teeny scratch," Carson finally admitted after Lexie used her last name, knowing her best friend meant business. She then held up her thumb and pointer finger then inched them closer to emphasize the small amount she was referring to. "Just a little bit."

"You're so full of shit," Lexie stated, then rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, but you still love me," Carson teased.

"I do, and that's quite unfortunate for me."

"Heyyyyy, you take that back."

"Maybe when you're not a hot mess," Lexie told her, chuckling, but then stopped when a particular hockey player wearing a grey Nike sweater with the hood up and a matching pair of sweatpants stepped out of the sliding doors to the building. He quickly glanced around searching for someone, then headed towards the other three once he realized they were there. "Oh, thank god."

"Is that my boyfriend!?" Carson gasped dramatically as Auston walked towards them, then finally let go of Lexie's arm so she could meet him halfway and wrap her arms around the back of his neck. She then smiled up at him as his arms wrapped around her waist before lowering her voice to an almost whisper. "Oh, my goodness. It's Auston Matthews."

"Hey, you," Auston greeted her, not being able to help the boyish grin that stretched across his mouth as he did so. He'd always been so endeared by Carson. "Did you have a good night?"

"Mhmm," she replied, then stood on her tiptoes slightly so she could give him a quick peck on the lips.

"She just ate shit," Lexie spoke up from beside them, ruining their little moment. "No, seriously, though. Full-on faceplant almost."

"I said I was fine," Carson said through gritted teeth, then spun around to look at her roommate.

Lexie looked at Carson, then leaned her head to the side to get a better look at Auston, completely ignoring the death glare she was receiving.

"She's lying, big boy."

"Are you hurt? What happened?" Auston asked, concern lacing his voice as he looked down at Carson, and she glanced over her shoulder at him sheepishly.

"I just tripped," Carson explained. "Nothing to be concerned about."

"It was in heels," Lexie added.

"Alexis, can you please stop throwing me under the bus here?"

"I'm not throwing you under anything, Carson. You're obviously hurt."

The two girls started bickering about one being too dramatic about the fall and the other not being dramatic enough. Meanwhile, Auston and Noah just looked at each other and shook their heads.

"It did seem like her left knee was bothering her," Noah told Auston, who nodded in understanding.

"I see," he replied, then started wedging himself between Carson and Lexie. "Carse, let's head upstairs, yeah? I picked us up some Smartfood we can have."

Carson lit right up at that.

"Smartfood sounds so good right now," she replied, then let out a yawn. "Ok, deal. I think I could go for some water too."

"Great plan," Lexie stated, to which Carson responded by sticking her tongue out at her.

"I think so too," Auston agreed as he linked his one hand with Carson's, then took her shoes from her and carried them in the other before guiding her towards the doors. "Thanks, guys, for getting her here. C'mon, bub."

"Okayyyyy," Carson complied as she fell into step with her boyfriend, but not without waving goodbye to the other two. "Bye, Noah. Bye Lex, love you."

"Love you too," Lexie replied, chuckling. "I'll see you when you're home next."

Carson and Auston didn't have to wait long for the elevator up to his condo, which was good because Carson was exhausted, and it showed. Once they were in the elevator, Carson leaned against Auston's shoulder, then again, not so subtly, started bending her left knee a couple of times.

That's when Auston noticed how ripped her jeans' knee was and the bloody skin that was underneath.

"Carse, your knee," he said, feeling concerned all over again.

"I'm ok," Carson whispered and closed her eyes as she stayed slumped against him.

"You can't just act like nothings wrong when it is!" Auston told her firmly, which had Carson snapping her eyes open and standing up straight again. "Babe, you're bleeding."

"I am?" She asked, surprised, then leaned down to look at her knee and let out a whimper when she saw it. "My poor jeans."

"Carson…"

"I know, I know," Carson sighed. "Do you have stuff to get my knee cleaned up at your place? It is pretty sore, to be completely honest."

"I do," Auston told her. "When we get inside, you go change into something comfy, and we'll get it all cleaned up."

"Deal."

A moment later, they reached Auston's floor and wasted no time in making their way to his unit. While Auston closed and locked the door behind them, Carson hung up her jacket then beelined down the hallway to the bedroom. Auston then set her shoes down and took off his own before making his way to the kitchen.

He washed his hands then grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and the bag of Smartfood that was sitting on the counter before making his way to the bedroom to join Carson. However, when he entered the room, she wasn't there. But, the light peaking out from the partially opened door of the ensuite let Auston know that she hadn't gone too far. So, he set the water and popcorn on the bed before joining her.

When he first entered the bathroom, Auston saw Carson sitting on the vanity counter in just her underwear and one of his black t-shirt that was overly baggy on her.

Her hair was now in a messy bun, and she had her left foot up on the counter to get a better look at her injured knee. There was a fair amount of blood oozing from what seemed to be a road rash, and the skin around the cut looked red and irritated. It was even beginning to bruise in some places.

"It hurts," Carson pouted once she made eye contact with Auston.

"I'm sure it does," Auston agreed. "I'm going to clean it up for you. Then we can get in bed, ok?"

"Ok."

After that, Auston went over to his medicine cabinet and pulled out rubbing alcohol, a cloth, Polysporin and a large bandage. He closed the cabinet and set the items on the counter beside where Carson was sitting before rewashing his hands and getting to work.

"This is going to sting a bit, babe," Auston said after he poured some of the rubbing alcohol on the cloth, then looked at Carson.

"Just do it, please," Carson responded, then squeezed her eyes shut. "I don't want it to get infected."

Auston didn't reply. Instead, he put the cloth on her knee to get it all over with and couldn't help but feel bad with the way Carson inhaled sharply at the contact and flinched away from him.

"Almost done," Auston assured her after he rubbed the cloth over her knee a couple of more times before tossing it towards the laundry basket beside the door and quickly moving on to the Polysporin. The ointment coming in contact with her knee made Carson relax, seeing as it felt much better than the rubbing alcohol, and once Auston was finished with that, he put the bandage on for her then gently patted her thigh. "There you go."

"Thanks, Aus," she told him as he helped her down from the counter and gathered the bandage wrappers off the counter to throw out. "Definitely think I can blame my clumsiness on how much I drank tonight."

"It happens," he replied and smiled as she wrapped her arms around his middle and leaned against his chest. "Did you have fun at least?"

"Yeah," Carson nodded. "Really glad to be here with you now, though."

"And I'm happy to have you here."

Carson glanced up at Auston as he said that, and once they made eye contact, he leaned down to kiss her softly and sweetly. Then, after a moment of kissing, Carson pulled away slightly and smiled against his lips.

"I love you," she said.

"And I love you," Auston replied. "Now, let's get in bed."

#auston matthews fanfiction #auston matthews imagines #auston matthews imagine #nhl fanfiction #nhl imagines #aftr

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lcs-library · 2 years

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Spending Valentine’s Day with Mankai!

🍁Autumn Troupe🍁

Banri

🍂“Yeah, yeah, it’s Valentine’s Day, what do you want me to do about it? Make a big deal out of it? I’ll get you some flowers or chocolates if you want some, but that’s about it.”

🍂You weren’t normally a stubborn person, but today just seemed like a day where you wanted just a bit more.

🍂And the best way to get what you want is to give it to somebody first, so that’s exactly what you did.

🍂You slammed your body into Banri’s, squeezing him tight until he let out an “oOF-” sound.

🍂“Alright, alright, you win, we’ll go somewhere or cuddle or something, happy?”

🍂As he said this, his arms found their way around your waist, pulling you into him, then he kissed your hair before ruffling it.

🍂“So, tell me what you wanna do already.”

Juza

🍰Sweet boy just wants to enjoy some sweet stuff with you!

🍰“There you are. Was wondering when you’d show up. C’mon, I’ve got something to show you.”

🍰He takes you to the kitchen for you to find an array of sweets and desserts laid across the table, all ready for you to try.

🍰“Got Omi’s help for these, and I wanted to do this for you. I haven’t gotten to try any of them, so I wanna see how they are. C’mon, sit down.”

🍰After sitting you down, he separates a bite of a tart onto his fork, then holds it out in front of him.

🍰“Open up, cupcake.”

🍰You agree, taking a bite of the treat, your eyes immediately shooting open.

🍰It was a perfect tart, with the crust melting in your mouth, the cream being fluffy and soft, and the fruit balancing the flavors out.

🍰“Well? How’d I do?”

🍰You reached across the table to pat his head, a delighted grin on your face.

🍰Juza blushed, tilting his head down to grant you more access to his hair.

🍰“So you liked it. Thanks. N’ also thanks for the pets. Felt good.”

🍰Big dummy isn’t exactly used to feeling small, so you just made his entire year.

Taichi

🐶“Oh, uh, heyyyyy, nothing suspicious going on in here, what makes you say that? Noooo, me?”

🐶That’s all that Taichi said when you popped into his room to ask him what he was up to on Valentine’s Day

🐶“Well, I guess the cat’s out of the bag. C’mere, I’ll show you your gift a little early.” 

🐶You found him surrounded with little paper strips, some folded into stars and put in a jar, some with scribbles on them, and some crumpled on the ground.

🐶“So, what I was planning on doing was making you a bunch of little origami stars with little messages about why I love you on them and put them in a jar, so when you’re feeling sad, you can know that I’ve got your back. But then you walked in and the surprise is ruined.”

🐶You took that as your cue to leave, telling Taichi that you didn’t see any of the notes, and that you would wait until he was done to receive your gift.

🐶When you did receive it, Taichi had this proud smile on his face and when he saw your giddy face when you opened one of the stars, he rammed his body into yours in a hug.

🐶“Hehe, sorry, I couldn’t help it, you looked so cute! I’m so happy you like it. Happy Valentine’s Day, baby!”

Omi

📷When he texted you to come to the living room because he had a surprise for you, you never expected what came next

📷“You came. Good. Well, come closer. I have something to show you.”

📷He patted the spot next to him on the couch, waiting for you to come to him, to which you complied. As soon as you did, he wrapped his arm around your shoulders, giving you a tender kiss on the top of your head.

📷“There we go. Okay, can you close your eyes for me? Good.”

📷You felt him place something in your hands, and you could tell that it was hard and flat, but it was indistinguishable at the moment.

📷“Okay, you can open your eyes now. Well, what do you think?”

📷What he had given you was a photo book of his favorite moments with you. You opened it, flipping through the pages.

📷A lot of the pictures were beautiful, or of special moments you had shared. That, and there were quite a few pictures where at least one of you either wasn’t aware or wasn’t ready, which was very unflattering.

📷When you got to one of them, you looked up at Omi, wondering why he wanted to put this of all pictures in the book.

📷“Oh, that, haha. That was just something that I thought was cute. It’s not necessarily photogenic, but it’s silly and fun, and it represents the real you. I love it so much. I love you so much.”

📷You reciprocated his feelings with a kiss on his cheek, then wrapped your arms around his neck. He hummed happily at your sweet actions.

📷“Thanks, dear. I also made some cake for you if you want to have some of that later. Ah, but let’s just stay here for now. It’s peaceful.”

📷He finished his short monologue with his own kiss on your cheek.

📷“Happy Valentine’s Day, darling.”

Sakyo

💴Invites you to a late-night movie session the night before Valentine’s Day

💴“Well, don’t keep me waiting. This one’s supposed to be good. That, and I want extra role study.”

💴Sure, Sakyo, sure you do.

💴You come to his side, holding the large bowl of popcorn in between the both of you.

💴The movie, in fact, was very good. It was one of those movies that gets you to think hard about it, even after you finish watching it.

💴Although it was very gripping, it was nearing 2 am, and you were getting a little bit sleepy. The bowl was long abandoned at this point, and the space between your bodies was lessening by the second.

💴Before you knew it, your eyelids began to droop, and your head bobbed, telling you that you would probably need to go to bed soon, but what happened next was a miracle.

💴Sakyo snaked his arm behind your back, pulling you ever so slightly closer to him, but that slight distance just happened to be when your bodies meshed together.

💴You didn’t notice, but your head had already made its way to Sakyo’s shoulder, turning it into your pillow for the night.

💴“Hmph. Haven’t changed a bit, have you? Well then, sweet dreams. Oh, and happy Valentine’s Day.”

💴And with that, he sent you to sleep with a small kiss on the forehead.

Azami

💄“You’re going out with someone for Valentine’s Day, right? No? Really? You seem like the type who would love that shit. Well, I was gonna offer to do your makeup for you for that, but I guess that’s out of the question now. Wait, why do you still want me to do it? You’re not going anywhere, so there’s no reason to. Ugh, fine, if you really want it.”

💄Azami sat you down on one of the chairs in the room then began his work.

💄After a bit of scolding for not keeping up with your skincare, he actually starts, creating a beautiful look for you, to the point where you didn’t even realize it was you when you stared into the mirror.

💄And yet, the process to even get to that point was grueling, because Azami, being Azami, decided that he would freak out every time his hand or, even worse, his face was near yours, thinking that you’d accidentally mistake his actions and his offer to be something romantic.

💄“Done. What do you think? Good, right? Of course it is. What are you gonna even do with it, though?”

💄To that, you suggested going out with him on a date.

💄“Wh-! NO! You’re not supposed to do that until you’re in your thirties, you creep! Go, get out of here, have a date with someone else!”

💄You didn’t even have time to thank him for his work before you were pushed out of the room by a VERY red Azami.

🌸Spring Troupe🌸☀️Summer Troupe☀️❄️Winter Troupe❄️

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