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scorpioracha · 2 years

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Skz during your period

Hey guys!! This is dedicated to my lovely wife @moonacholy who encouraged me to write this. I hope you guys also enjoy this. Leave all the reblogs,likes and little comments your heart desires cause they keep me writing

Bang Chan 방찬

-If there was an Olympic category for best boyfriend Chan would pull gold every time and I put that on GOD. He is so?? Goddamn attentive during your period??? -You want,need,crave and long for NOTHING. Your pain? Taken seriously. Your cravings?? It doesn’t matter if you’re craving something damn near halfway across town, he’s gonna go and get it.

-He always makes sure you’re stocked up on pads and tampons, if he’s shopping by himself he’ll just pick some up and add it to the cart, yes he already bought some a few weeks ago but it’s better safe than sorry.

-oh you’re in class or at work and you got cramps?? Guess where you’re no longer gonna be🤡 mf is dropping whatever he’s doing and coming to get you IMMEDIATELY.

-you’re getting tucked in bed, snacks left on the dresser and a little cuddle session before Channie has to get back in the studio.

-So reluctant to leave your side too🥺 he doesn’t like seeing you in any sort of pain so he’s very tempted to just not go back, but you’re like ???? I’m still grown Channie jc—

-leaves you with wolf Chan to cuddle and checks up on you every hour making sure you’re alright

Minho 리노

-This tsundere little shit. He wants you on bedrest rest pretty much the entire time. You’ve got hw? You can do it in bed. You’re hungry? Don’t move, he will feed you…in bed. You’re bored, take a nap, it’s good for you. As long as you don’t need to use the bathroom or shower, he wants you in bed.

-Mother hen headass, Minho is so mommy omg???

“Ya y/n-ah, drink this”

“What is it?”

“Ginger tea”

And

“No no, drink warm water, cold water will give you cramps!!!”

“Minho pls I’m dying🥲”

-Massages your tummy for you and your pelvis cause cramps are a bitch

-has a million multi vitamins specifically for you

“Have you taken your vitamin B’s?”

“Yes ba-“

“What about your Vitamin E? Your vitamin C???”

“Minho yes-“

“I’m making salmon for dinner, you need omega-3”

-Still bullies the fuck out of you at the same time tho???

“Stop walking like that”

“Like what?”

“Like you’ve got a stick up your ass…or in this case your vagin-“

-Still wakes up early in the morning to fix you breakfast and gives you pain killers if he realizes you’re fussing🥺

-Will throw sooni,doongi and dori in bed with you at random intervals cause cats fix everything

-all in all best boy

Changbin 창빈

-Ima be so real rn, this is the mf that makes

you go on walks to help your cramps💀 you can be on your death bed and he’s like ‘let’s go outside☀️🌈☺️✨’ and you’re just like ‘…boy stfu istg ima beat your ass-‘

-So ultimately when that doesn’t work and you threaten to leave him, things relocate to the living room. He has an older sister so he’s not completely clueless but he’s also like ????😧 when you start crying over an episode of SpongeBob cause whoa whoa whoa what’s goin on??

-If you’re the type that has mood swings this mf becomes the most peaceful and amicable person you’ve ever met. If you’re ranting to him and you’re wrong, at that current moment no you’re not.

“…and then I told her to get tf out of my face with her breath smelling like halitosis but I’m wrong???😒”

“N-no jagi, absolutely not🤡”

-draws you bubble baths!! He knows heat can help with cramps so he makes it all bougie and nice with the candles and rose petals and lavender body wash. Then you start crying again and he’s like😧😰 and it’s honestly just a mess but you appreciated it very much

-this dude is feeding you nothing but the finest and freshest stuff cause it’s better for you during your period. You getting all the major food groups whether you like or not.

“Binnie, I just want a burger🥺-“

“You better eat that damn salad y/n😒”

You couldn’t even be mad cause he knows how to throw down when it comes to a salad

Hyunjin 현진

-Oh this poor baby😭 he’d be going on about the strength of the uterus and how strong you are for doing this every month when you’re deadass three seconds away from committing a crime of passion🤡

-Will take up the majority of the housework with no problem, especially if you’ve got work or classes that day. Dishes? Done. Laundry? Drying as we speak. Bedroom? Clean. Bathroom? Sparking. Hotel? Trivago.

-Is extra affectionate when you’re on your period, and a lot more gentle in general. He knows you can feel extra crappy during this time especially if you also struggle with mental health so, extra forehead kisses, little notes in your backpack and all the cute little text messages that say ‘x y and x made me think of you❤️’

-He’s already known to give into your cravings but literally does not hold back during your period. Oh? You were simply THINKING about tteokbokki? Well he doesn’t know why it’s there either, but since it is I guess you gotta eat it🙄

-Will genuinely think you’re dying if you say your cramps are killing you💀 he’s fucking rushing around the house grabbing shit and you’re like ???🧍🏾‍♀️

-you send him out to get pads and mf comes back with literally every kind the store has

“I didn’t know which ones you needed🥺”

-s n a t c h e s any form of caffeine out of your hand

“It’s not good for your cramps😠”

-Will try to get you to consume one(1) fruit

Jisung 지성

-honestly this boy is so lost lmao—

-He is literally walking on eggshells around the house and doesn’t mention it cause he doesn’t want to say/do the wrong thing

-y’all are cuddling and he’s stiff as a board. You’re just sitting there like “boy what the fuck😒”

-you have to corner him to figure out what is wrong with him and poor baby is shaking like a leaf. He doesn’t know jackshit about periods and I mean that with all the love in my heart. He’s the type to ask ‘what size pussy you wear?’ and mean it

-you’re honestly wondering how he made it this far in life running off of the most basic knowledge

-but he’s so fucking funny to mess with so you just make up random period facts knowing that he’s gonna take your word for it.

“Sungie, did you know that the average person loses three cups of blood during their period?”

“T-thr-three cu-cups???😰”

And you’re just sitting there trying not to fucking ascend because he looks so concerned

-Doesn’t really have the intuition to get you stuff on his own, but has no problem if you ask him to. He’ll call you like

“Hey babe! Do you use the super soaker or the super soaker plus?”

And you’re just like

“…huh🧍🏾‍♀️”

-keeps a small stash of essentials in his studio along with a pillow,a blanket and some of his comfy clothes just in case you’re feeling fatigued🥺

-Will bring bbama over for baby cuddles if you’re having a rough day

Felix 필릭스

-Our little sunshine boy knows when you’re getting your period before you do. With two sisters and basic observation skills he can pretty much tell when you’re due and silently preps the house with anything you might be running low on.

-all the cuddles!! Pretty much attaches himself to your back the entire time as your own personal space heater.

-literally does so much research on things that might help cramps from foods to aromatherapy to orgasms to yoga. He just wants to make you as comfortable as you can be.

-He’s not one to be squeamish about blood. You bled through the sheets? He’ll just chuck them in the wash, it’s no big deal.

-he’s not gonna keep you on lockdown but he strongly advises for you to get more rest and tell him if you wanna take it easy that day🥺 it doesn’t matter what the plans were, if you’re not feeling up to it anymore he’ll reschedule and you guys can spend the day cuddling

-if he’s stuck at work, he will send you takeout straight to your house to make sure you’re eating. Also obligatory FaceTimes during the day.

“Y/n! I’ve got like five minutes, I ran away from Chan to call y-“

“FELIX!”

-brownies,cookies,cake pops, Rice Krispie’s, whatever you’re craving Felix will make it. This also comes with the extra effort of fighting off the boys in the dorm so it can get to you in one peace.

Seungmin 승민

-here we have our favorite unbothered nonchalant king. He doesn’t really treat you any differently unless you ask him to?

-Well at least that’s may how it appears to others. He likes to take care of you in much more lowkey ways, picking up around the house,cooking dinner,packing lunches and with his sugar daddy tendencies making sure you’ve always got pocket money.

So what if you just so happen to find a fifty in your wallet? Now you can go out with your girls after school.

-He likes to lurk in the background a lot of the time trusting that you’ll come to him for help, but if he sees that you’re obviously in pain and not doing anything about it he’s quite literally taking your ass to bed. Then you have to deal with his disappointed little puppy frown AND cramps while he fusses over you

-Will try to distract you with tv shows and talking about his day and if that doesn’t work turns in mom pt.2

“Have you eaten?”

“Yes”

“Water?”

“Yes”

“Gotten any sun?”

“Seungmin i’m not a plant!!!”

-Will serenade you with any song you desire might pout if you decline any day6

-Will let the affectionate puppy in him out if you’re really have a horrible time :( you get to experience cuddlemin first hand all while he threatens to murder you if you tell anyone about it☺️

-Honestly is lowkey shitting himself because he doesn’t know what to do and can’t fix it and it’s driving him insane🤡

-honestly just pats your head while you nap and frantically texts his older sister asking what to do

Jeongin 정인

-This baby is right up there with Jisung but slightly less clueless. It’s more than likely that you might be his first gf or at least one of the few he’s had so he’s not really experienced in this category

-Kinda just forks over whatever you want whenever you want it. Hoodies,sweatpants,baseball caps, whatever you want it’s yours.

-If he’s got time he loves to pick you up from uni and do something special like take you to a cafe to get something sweet or to walk around the park(his binnie hyung said walks are good for cramps)

-panics whenever you’re in any amount of pain “do we need to go to the emergency room😰”

-Is the boyfriend who does the cramps simulator because he wants to know what it feels like for you

…

He almost throws up but that’s besides the point

-After that you immediately get the princess treatment, you will not have to lift a damn finger as long as he’s there.

-Will go protective guard dog on you if any of the boys are messing with you too much. “Cut it out!! Y/n isn’t feeling well😠🔪🤺”

It’s very cute if you’re being honest but you tell him it’s alright. He’s still going to be protective of you anyways. Extra cautious when you’re walking outside, always having his hand on the small of your back.

-shoves pain meds down your throat on a god damn SCHEDULE. His innie senses start tingling the minute you express any sort of discomfort and he’s zooming to the medicine cabinet.

“Innie my liver💀”

“But your tummy hurt🥺”

-Also the type to rub your tummy and look at you like 🥺 ‘my poor babyyyy’, kissing all over your temples and cheeks

-he touches your boobs once(1) and almost gets yeeted into the stratosphere

-He almost cried because he didn’t know it would hurt you cause he always grabs your tiddies when you’re cuddling😭

-wakes up in the middle of the night to grab your heating pad and get you a snack

#skz #skz headcanons #skz fluff #skz reactions #dating skz #skz soft thoughts #skz soft hours #skz scenarios #skz bang chan #skz jeongin #skz jisung #skz lee minho #skz felix #skz seungmin #skz hyunjin #skz changbin #this one caused all the feelings tbh

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legionofpotatoes · 1 year

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I am trying desperately to cling to her memories that are slipping away. I hate how ready I was for all the big ways in which her death would hit me, yet I was caught completely unaware of the million little things that would change along the way. She touched so many tiny parts of my life and now they're all withering away and no amount of photos or videos are enough to keep them from getting further and further away and it feels maddening. I don't know how to hold on to them.

analytically I understand that eventually I will have to let go of all that and accept that things will not be the same. that not every measurable point of contact that she imprinted upon the world will stay frozen in time. and I know that it shouldn't. but I still felt such an odd mixture of pain, anger, and confusion when I saw Yen hop on the pillow she always used to sleep on; when I saw her fill in the spaces and patterns that were always Bastet's. I know a silly little cat isn't intentionally trying to replace the life of another, that is a childish thought to have. but it still tugs and tears at the hole in my gut and confuses me. I've never felt so lost.

It's the maddening realization that life just carries on full-throttle and not a single god damn part of it will stop and honor her memory for even a second. it all just hurdles on and the soils of linear time keep rolling over and burying the old while ushering in the new with unrelenting cruelty. And I'm supposed to be so cool and accepting of that because? what? that I have the capacity to quantify it? none of this feels fair.

eventually I'll forget how the two floorboards creaked whenever she would go for a nighttime walk from the bed and into the outer room. I'll forget the way she'd nag for food and scrape at the balcony door in the mornings. her purrs were like an iron kettle seconds away from beginning to boil, in that momentary rattle on low fire; quiet and bubbly, a low rumble of contentment. she carried herself with dignity and grace, sharing the same space as us but always at a respectful distance. she was one of those chill hang best friends, but in cat form.

she was also the most striking example of one half in an animal/human companionship; I always joked that she shared a soul with my partner. I never knew my SO before Bastet, and I always felt like they were born of the same cosmic splinter and mirrored one another in things both big and small. their personalities, their temperaments, their beauty, their naptimes. they would even curl up in the same exact poses and it never failed to make me chuckle. it's all so dimmer without that half now. I've never seen my partner so alone. it breaks my heart for her.

Bastet was a mixed breed tortoiseshell; she was either pushing her late 17th or early 18th year, we have some birth date discrepancies that I cannot get to the bottom of. her eyes were striking green since childhood and then changed as she aged, her right one turning fully yellow by the end. she always liked a good meal and kept herself relatively chumby throughout the years. I don't think we ever crossed into unhealthy levels of pet obesity, though. she just had that raccoon-like silhouette that we loved to joke about, and a way of keeping her front legs slightly apart when she perched that made for the most charming poses. she took herself oh so very seriously, but she was our round little guy.

she had yellow-black beans and a black nose, and her breath was stinky. we loved her stinky breath. I'll never be able tell her off anymore for initiating one of her full-body baths right next to me as I was trying to eat. she also had a wonderful patch of dusty aroma right on top of her head and between her ears; something hard to place, but incredibly homely. It was a rare treat whenever we'd catch her for a quick noggin smooch. I'll never feel that smell again.

her jellies were very soft and loose, but she hated having them touched. she liked a good rub under the chin and especially across her cheeks, sometimes ending things with a small love nibble. she grew up drinking out of cups instead of bowls, and it became a calcified habit; we knew to always cover stray beverages with napkins with her around. I shudder to think of the next time I'll do it instinctively.

she was very rarely clumsy. My partner's bed frame sits flush against her wall radiator, and Bastet loved hopping on there and wedging herself between the wall and the headboard. we loved how her belly fats would spill over the edge when she did that. trouble arrived, however, whenever she'd decide to turn around and face the other way; that would generally involve carefully backing up for a long while before doing a full rotation. I would always hit her with the ole' truck reverse gear beeping when I'd catch her do it. she'd give me the stinkiest eye.

She wasn't a very playful cat, which we always found strange. She'd get the odd zoomie now and then, but was primarily a dignified lady. She'd slap you around like no one's business if she decided you deserved it though. She never learned to get along with Yen, our second, younger, and dumber cat; we tried smell swapping and shared mealtimes and every trick under the sun to get them to play nice. And we kept trying because Yen, with not even two braincells to rub together, was incredibly curious and forthcoming to spend time with her, yet Bastet was out for blood from day one. We eventually learned to partition them across the house and paid with more than a few fun incidents. Bastet would always get a few good licks in and Yen would learn exactly nothing and try again the next day.

She was territorial like that. She loved my SO like I've never seen an animal love a human. Even her jealousy towards me took almost a decade to erode, and even then, she would never let us cuddle or sleep without making sure to find a good spot to keep an eye on me from. I learned not to admonish but to respect that about her; I was never going to outgrow the depth of their relationship and it became a type of honor to feel accepted into it. I was just happy to be in a place where I could bother her with pets and not get eaten alive!

Best time to do it was when she slept. She was a deep sleeper, and could rip a snore that would scare a flock of pigeons away. We'd quiet down and hurriedly tap one another and then point at her whenever that happened, like silent mimes in a frenzied panic, desperate to hear just one more little snort. It was the best time to gently curl around her and give her a tap and a tug. Most of the time she wouldn't even wake up. She was very soft and huggable.

I know torties aren't considered the prettiest breed, but I always found her coat to be mesmerizing. She was a beautiful cat in that understated sort-of way; well color-coordinated, evenly patterned, and appropriately mannered. She took very good care of herself so we didn't end up bathing her too often. The price for that could be severe and bone-deep, so we kept those decisions tactical. She was an angry fluffball.

I wish I could feel her warm, soft sides again and hear her loud complaints as I attempt to scoop her up. I want to squish her toe beans as she sleeps and see her snicker at something tasty in her dreams. I want to see her demonstrably stretch in front of everyone in the room before flopping to her side and starting her morning bath. I want to see her gently tippity-tap towards her water, give it a long sniff, and then stick her paw straight in to start drinking her own special way. I miss seeing her go about her little tasks and vividly color the periphery of my life in that apartment. it's all so empty now.

Truthfully, most of those habits went away well before her death; as she retreated away from us in her last months, she barely ever exhibited her prior personality. As crushing as this was, it felt almost like a way for her to help us taper away with a gentler ease rather than a hard fall. I know that is not why cats do it. I know that it's not great to anthropomorphize her pain into some amorphous expression of wisdom and compassion towards us. It wasn't. She was in pain and we were desperately trying to help her until it became too senseless to try. But it did end up cushioning the blow just a bit. I suppose that's all I can say about that.

She went away in her sleep. We did it at the clinic, it felt humane. Taking her home would mean a far greater shadow over our day-to-day as her condition had become irreversible and was guaranteed to terminally deteriorate in a matter of days. My partner made the decision, as she rightfully should have, and with far greater bravery than I. I felt lost and cornered and unsure and I was bargaining when I knew there was nothing left to bargain for except for her prolonged suffering. I feel so bad for my selfishness. I know I'm still typing all this driven by it. I want to write down these memories so I can keep coming back to read them and escape her growing absence. But there's no typing out everything that she was and all the ways she touched and bettered us. I know that too.

I suppose in time I will find a way to make peace with the fact that I will forget some of these small things. but I'll make sure to never ever lose anything singular and definitive about her. I talk to her ashes so I can have a reason to say her name out loud. I can't let it slip away from everyday use. And as corny as it sounds, I will always see a reflection of her tiny self in my partner's eyes. They shared the same soul. I hope I can see them reunite again someday.

Today was the first day since her passing when her absence didn't feel temporary. It didn't feel like some unwelcome bump in the road. I truly know now that she's never darting out from under the bed and bonking my hand as it hangs from the armchair ever again. That realization is an endless, bottomless pit. I don't know what to do with it

#pet loss #negativity #just venting

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who-knew-a-sheep-can-write · 3 days

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Back to Black: Vampire!Sebastian x Reader (Semi-NSFW)

Fun Fact: Sebastian was my first love in that game :) now it's Elliott >:)

Contains: Thoughts of nudity, sexual thoughts, mentions of masturbation, blood, vampire bites

The heat was a killer. All day, the sun beat down on you like you were a snake in a terrarium. Your body was at the brink of exhaustion as you were barely kept awake by a few cups of coffee doing their absolute best and sheer determination to make it to your little date with Sebastian tonight. You wiped your forehead with the back of your hand, groaning internally as your hair clung to your face and neck uncomfortably, every exposed piece of skin was glistening with balmy sweat that made you slightly sticky to the touch.

You stopped your trek back to the farm next to Marnie’s ranch. Through the cows mooing and the hens clucking, you could hear the river running wild behind you. It had rained pretty heavily the past few days, saving your back from watering all of those crops while you hurt it instead by tearing through those damn mines. You turned a bit, eyes meeting the river as it babbled on through the forest, taunting you with its cold water you dreamed of feeling with your entire body. How bad would it be if you were to just go in? Dip your feet in? Maybe even wade in it waist deep?

You scoffed and turned, continuing your hike back to your farm. You didn’t trust yourself, you couldn’t. The heat was getting to you so badly you knew you would strip and jump right in.

Besides, you had a nice clawfoot tub back at the farm that was big enough to fit two.

You smiled like an idiot in love, gazing into the void of nothingness as your feet went to auto drive, carrying you back to your home as you drooled at the thought of sharing that bath with Sebastian. You could feel it, you swore it. Surrounded by lukewarm water, the scent of wildflowers amongst other scents turning the water milky with barely any bubbles to cover your naked bodies. You could feel him pressed up against you, your naked back against his naked front.

His stiff cock against your a-

You tripped up the stairs to your farmhouse, startling yourself out of your sexual daydreams when you slammed your knee into the wooden porch. You hissed, feeling your knee split open at the bend just enough for blood to draw and skin to scrape. You cursed to yourself, stabilizing yourself against your front door as your cat lazily followed you up the stairs, meowing at you for food instead of being concerned that you just hurt yourself. You sent a pointed look at your cat, but he only pawed at the door and meowed again.

You huffed through your nose and tossed the door open, shuffling inside as your little feline friend trotted over to his automatic feeder and began to eat. You started for your bathroom, stripping your sweat-soaked shirt off over your head and letting it pool to the floor as you kept limping towards your bathroom.

You started to fill up the tub, adding in some soap to the cooling water and swirling it around, you quickly shirked off your shorts- being careful of your bloody knee- and got right in. You hissed when the water hit the torn skin, but the pain quickly faded to a dull throb.

You sat back in the tub, back resting against the curved porcelain as the water quickly filled up to your chest before you turned off the flow. Sitting there as you soaked in bliss, you couldn’t help but think on your daydream again as your hand dipped beneath the surface of the water to the junction between your legs.

The summer sun had started to set, casting the valley in blankets of purple and red lighting that slowly grew darker and darker as the minutes dripped away like sweet honey. Even as you trekked the small path behind your farm to the mountains the shadows grew larger and darker until the path was barely visible.

You popped out in the familiar clearing, heading down the small hill to the cozy little carpenter’s shack, finding the garage door had been tossed up and the workbench light turned on. You could hear something going on inside.

You poked your head around the corner, watching with a dumb little grin on your face as Sebastian toiled away with his motorcycle with his back to you. His hair had been combed back by his fingers, an unlit cigarette loosely held between his lips as he worked on his bike. He was in a grey t-shirt that clung to his body. It didn’t seem like it, especially when you first met him, but under the baggy dark hoodies he wore Sebastian was surprisingly built with lean muscle. He wasn’t bulky like Alex or Kent, but it was obvious he could quite literally knock the sense into someone if he wanted to. You stared, hoping you weren’t drooling, at the way his biceps and forearms flex as he tightened whatever.

You couldn’t help but think sensual little thoughts. Lust clouded your mind, bringing back your sweet daydreams from earlier to coil around and cloud your judgment. You shamelessly thought about him taking you right here in the garage. Maybe against his motorcycle? Maybe lifting you up to sit on the workbench as he sucked and lapped at your sex? Maybe even just taking you on the concrete floor? You wanted him so badly you could almost taste the salty sweat on his skin against your tongue.

“You gonna just stand there and stare?” he piped up, still with his back to you.

You flushed at his question, your heart racing in your ears as you sheepishly stepped into the garage. Once again today you had been snapped out of your lusty thoughts. As you walked up beside him you couldn’t help but stare even harder at his lean muscles flexing as he sweat lightly against the thin fabric of his shirt.

“Sorry,” you finally spoke up, “I didn’t wanna disturb you.”

He suddenly stood, the stool he was just sitting on scraped against the concrete floor as he nudged it out of the way with his foot. He turned to look at you, eyebrows raised in amusement as a content smile settled on his face.

“You never do.”

He almost looked… off?

Dare you say a little pale and thin?

He took the unlit cigarette and placed it behind his ear, opening his arms up for you which you happily took. His embrace was always something, always comforting, always warm despite appearing to be a cold and closed off person. Even now as he wrapped his lanky arms around you, you found yourself sinking into his warmth.

Or you would have if he was warm.

He was surprisingly cool to the touch, the light stain of sweat that had gathered at his collar was even cooler. It did wonders to cool you down though. Even in the late evening hours, the summer heat was still too much today.

You pulled away a bit to kiss him. Even his lips were cool to the touch. He seemed to push against you a little more than usual, drinking up the warmth that bled from your body in soft waves.

The kiss broke and you both found yourselves standing there peacefully in the garage, gazing into each others eyes lovingly before Sebastian pulled away.

“You ready?” he questioned over his shoulder.

Sebastian kicked the stand out and removed the key from its ignition. You were quick to take off your helmet, taking in the cool air that still tasted of the rain that fell earlier in the morning. You scooted off your seat in back, holding onto your helmet as you stared off into the distance at Zuzu City lit up like a Winter Star tree. It made you miss your home a bit, a slight pang in your chest bloomed as you looked back at the bustling city.

Bugs hummed and chirped in the night as the woods surrounded you both. The grass was still a little damp as you walked a bit, still shuffling a bit from your little accident earlier. Your knee no longer hurt but the joint felt tight as you were sure to wrap it well.

“How long were we gonna hang out here?” you questioned over your shoulder. “I don’t have much planned tomorrow so we can stay late.”

The moment Sebastian took his helmet off, he stiffened.

His body locked up like he were a deer caught in the headlights. His back was to you, he was barely breathing at all, he was quieter than a field mouse with a hawk circling overhead. You settled your helmet onto your seat and went up behind your boyfriend.

The moment you placed your hands on his shoulders, it was like you shocked him back to life.

He pushed away from you, his helmet dropping to the dewey grass as he stumbled. His breathing became labored as he refused to look at you.

“Sebastian? Are you okay?”

You made to walk up to him again when he waved you off, suddenly turning to look at you as though you had just stabbed him. His eyes looked…different. He looked like he had been starved for days on end. The darkness that surrounded you both made it nearly impossible to make out the colors of his eyes, but you could tell that they were a lot darker. He watched you with fear in his gaze as he stepped away like you were the predator.

“Are you bleeding?”

His voice was strained and wispy like he was at a loss for air. He was almost astonished by asking that question, spitting it out like you just told him you did something horrendous.

You peered down at your leg, noticing a dark spot on your knee through your pant leg. You cursed softly, rolling up the loose leg to reveal your wrap had come a bit undone as blood beaded out of the soaked material. The wrap must’ve come undone sometime during the ride up here and you just didn’t notice it until n-

How did he know?

Fear shot right through you as you cautiously gazed back at Sebastian.

Something heavy settled in the pit of your stomach, a soft buzzing filled the void of your mind to stop it from going crazy. The bugs no longer made noise, the woods swallowing all sound around you, and surely it would help deafen any noise that would come from this.

Sebastian’s eyes weren’t human anymore. No longer were they a dark shade of stormy blue that blended in with the darkness surrounding you both, but a paranormal red that cut through the night like daggers.

You’ve heard rumors that there were vampires in the valley from inside of the Adventurer’s Guild, but you mostly took them to be old tales conjured up by Marlon and Gil to jokingly tell the young members to scare them from the dark.

“Sebastian.” You swallowed thickly as your nerves suddenly stood at attention. “Are you-”

You didn’t dare to finish asking that question, especially when you caught the faint glimpse of fangs in his mouth.

He was upon you in the blink of an eye, lanky hands pinning your shoulders as his lithe weight suddenly hit you like a train. You weren’t given any time before one of his hands snaked up to your hair and snatched your head to the side, the crane of your neck burned and ached before he sank his teeth into you. A scream gurgled out of you as your blood flowed freely into his mouth. You tried to push him away, weakening hands snatching at his leather jacket only struggled under the pressure you applied.

A second wind took over you, new found power surging through you. You reeled one hand back and suddenly slammed it into his throat, balling your hand into a hardened fist, nailing him right in his larynx.

He let go of you, hacking your blood up as his skinny fingers wrapped around his neck.

You fell over onto the grass, the hard ground smacked the wind out of your lungs as you crawled backwards. Your nails tore up the wet grass as your vision started to dark around the corners. You clutched at the side of your neck as blood continued to seep through, fingers trembling as you stared him down.

He looked like a crazed maniac. Blood coated his lips and his chin, fangs glistening copper from your blood sticking, dark circles around his eyes made his pal skin contrast even more. He looked like a rabid animal.

His haunting neon eyes pinned you in your place as he stalked forward.

“G-Get away from me-” you spat as you brought your leg back, ready to kick at your crazed boyfriend should he lunge for you again. Some sort of monstrous growl clicked from him as he stalked towards you once again, his eyes seemingly growing brighter as you struggled to keep awake, the blood loss was starting to get to you. You tried to crawl backwards some more until your arms gave out. “Sebastian, don’t,” you pleaded.

#stardew valley #sebastian stardew valley #sebastian x reader #sebastian x farmer

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trafalgass · 2 years

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Strawhat Pirates and a Crewmate with Depression (Platonic Headcanons) (GN Reader)

I wanted to do this for those who needed it, sometimes time we don't want to be alone so let's have some love and supports from our favorite pirate crew :)

Trigger Warning: mentions of depression, feeling suicidal and self loathing

All the Characters are under the cut!

Monkey D. Luffy

My guy may look all sunshine and rainbows but we know he's been going through a LOT

Keeping up to people's expectations, having the whole world on his shoulders

He wouldn't be there without his friends, no one would manage to go through that alone

But how does he keep that strength burning while you, you can barely get out of bed?

You wish you were that strong, not letting the world affect you, not letting your thoughts play with you

But you couldn't help but feel like a burden, Luffy didn't need someone like you in his crew

And Luffy knew, he knew something was going on with you, he could feel it

He knew the first time he heard you make self deprecating jokes

Luffy was the first to stay with you during your 3 am breakdowns

You'd expect him to be asking constant questions, but in reality Luffy kept quiet, letting you cry on his shoulder

He doesn't want you to be alone but will respect it if you need it, the last thing he wants is to make you feel worse

Luffy shares his food with you, because food brings him happiness (and so should do the same for you), but mainly to help you stop skipping meals

You were afraid the others would be jealous for having the Captain's attention but it were never the case, they would all join Luffy to help you feel better

Cat Burglar Nami

Nami was actually the first to notice but didn't want to startle you so she told Luffy since he's the Captain, who replied that he always had the feeling you were going through something but weren't ready to talk about it

And if Luffy had that assumption it had to be true

You had a hard time taking care of yourself, just getting out of bed in time to have diner with the others didn't happen often and someone had to wake you up so you don't skip all your meals

Nami offered to help, to which you shrugged, you didn't know how to help yourself and didn't want someone wasting their time on you

But she didn't take "no" as an answer

So Nami initiated you to ~Self Care~

Bubble baths, eating ice cream while reading a book, cooking together, nothing too demanding but anything that could help you relax and have fun

On days you weren't feeling it, those were the days she would stay by your side, because she knew it's when you needed someone the most

She would let you cry, talk about how tired you were, how you felt like giving up, and Nami would listen while holding your hand and help you calm down

She was really caring and patient with you

No matter what bullshit you'd spill out of your mouth, she never made fun of you

Roronoa Zoro

Zoro was the last one to notice, to no one's surprise

When he discovered you were depressed, he almost scolded everyone else for not telling him sooner (which they had before but his skull is so thick the info never reached his brain)

He even apologized if he had ever been too rough with you

You thought he wouldn't be able to understand how you felt, and he didn't at first, but he wanted to understand

He even asked the others to help him understand you more

He knew you were in pain but it wasn't like a physical wound you can treat with "bandages and booze" (Chopper's words so Zoro could understand)

He really wanted to give his support for you, in a Zoro-way

He would get you out of bed by saying he needs help with workout

And you wondered how the heck you could help him with that? You could barely lift one of the boxes from the pantry

Zoro had you sit on his back while he was doing push ups, that's what he meant

He heard from the others that one of the best ways to help you was to keep you busy, since emotional support wouldn't be his strong point

So he had you hang out with him while he worked out, listening to you talk about your day or rambling about the stuff that made you happy, stuff he made sure to remember in case it'd be needed in the future

He tried and that's something that would make you smile

Sniper King Usopp

Usopp had a pessimistic view on everything but that didn't mean he didn't care if a friend felt the same

He knew it wasn't for the same reasons as him and when the word came around that you had depression, he made it his goal to bring joy into your life

He would try to make you laugh, telling stories you knew were fake but you appreciated the effort

Even on days that it was more difficult to bring a smile to your face, he'd try

Giving up was an option he would never use with you, because he knows that you're doing all you can to not give up either

Usopp got the idea from Brook to tell stories where you were the main character, you thought it was a bit too much but Usopp always put so much heart into them you couldn't help but smile and laugh at his stories

Since Chopper is so gullible, he was sure those heroic stories about you were true and you didn't feel like breaking the fun so you just went along with it

They surprisingly helped you feel better with yourself, maybe not all the time, but believing in a "you" that could be the hero was a nice feeling

You thanked Usopp all the time for never giving up on you, for always trying even when you didn't feel interested or in the mood

Usopp never minded, that's what friends are for right?

Black Leg Sanji

Sanji grew up being seen as the weakest of the family, feeling worthless isn’t a new feeling for him

So he doesn’t want you feeling that way too, not on his watch at least

You can’t be sad with a belly full of delicious food, so he always try to cook something you’d like

Even when you don’t feel like eating, Sanji’s food is just too good you can’t refuse when he offers you something

Chores suck, but someone has to clean the dishes, without breaking it, so you get to help Sanji sometimes, which gives you the opportunity to talk to him

He’d often ask you how you’re doing, having a conversation with you, and you liked it, not only because it made the chores less boring but you didn’t fall into your own thoughts

Sanji is very caring and respectful of your boundaries, he won't ask questions that make you uncomfortable or force you to open up if you're not ready

Like he never meant to hide his past to his friends, he understands that some stuff are harder to talk about

Sanji will be the first one to scold Zoro whenever he says something insensitive towards you

He's like a big brother protective of his younger sibling, he never got the chance to act like one to his own family and is happy to give you that "caring big brother" support whenever you need it

Tony Tony Chopper

Doctor mode ON

Chopper helped you get proper treatment and kept tracks on how you're feeling

He's used on healing physical injuries but knew how to take care of mental illnesses too

He cried the first time he heard that you were suffering from depression, because he felt so bad for you, how could life do this to someone as caring as yourself?

He checked on you 2 or 3 times a week, to make sure you were okay and to give you a place to vent if you needed it, not just as a doctor but as your friend

On days you felt like taking some depression naps, Chopper would join you, sleeping on your laps or next to you (everyone found it cute)

LOTS of hugs whenever you felt down, everyone knows the best hugs come from Chopper because he's soft and cuddly (he will deny it tho)

Nico Robin

You feel that because she's not easily shaken by death and macabre stuff, you can open up about your intrusive thoughts without scaring her

Some were afraid because of her dark personality Robin would (involuntarily) contribute to your dark thoughts, but she's actually one of the crewmembers you enjoy hanging out with the most

And she understood you best, she was ready to die at some point in her life, so she gets why you'd want the same thing

You didn't want to have the others worry about you more than they already did so you always kept the worst part of your brain to yourself

Only to Robin you felt comfortable enough to cry how much you felt like dying most of the time, how everything was too much and could barely keep up because you felt too tired all the time

What did everyone do to stay so strong? Why were you the one cursed to feel like shit all the time?

Robin told you that you were strong, maybe even stronger that anyone in the crew, and that made you laugh, of course you didn't believe her

She explained that you could have ended it anytime, yet you kept hanging on life, and that was what made you stronger than anyone

Maybe you had a hard time believing it, but you trusted your friend's words

Robin joined you and Nami in your ~Self Care~ days, let you borrow her books or even read them to you when your brain couldn't let you read in peace

You liked the sound of her voice, how relaxing it was, only focusing on her voice and she didn't mind repeating if you spaced out

Cyborg Franky

Franky, just like Usopp, will try to make you laugh, because laughing is a SUUUPER medicine

He's more into trying to help you feel better, he knew you already had people like Nami to cry to when you were at your worst

Instead, he would show off with cool tricks and little robots he made for fun, like a dog with a flamethrower in its mouth

He even had you help him when he was cafting something

Sometimes he would ask how you were feeling, he told you he wanted to understand so he could help you better

Each effort was appreciated and taking the time to try and understand what you were feeling helped you trust others a bit more

You told Franky you had a hard time opening up, you didn't feel others would understand or even care

Of course Franky cried as usual but it couldn't be helped since he's a bit of a crybaby, everything made him cry

Soul King Brook

Brook lived 50 years all alone, all he had was himself and his thoughts

So he kinda gets what it's like to feel alone and stuck within your own thoughts

When you asked him how he managed to keep going all those years all alone, he responded that music keeps the soul alive

Hearing his songs really helped, they were always full of happiness

Brook gave you his support the best he could and it would be through songs

If he learned that you were in one of your depressed episode, he wouldn't hesitate joining you with a song to lift your spirit

If he saw you cry, he would find ways to make you smile, or even laugh a little with some of his skull jokes

First Son of the Sea Jinbe

Jinbe is a really sweet guy, very caring and super loyal

When he heard from Nami that you had a rough life, he wanted to help you

He worked on boosting your confidence, something he noticed you were lacking

He helped you see some of your qualities, if you couldn't see yourself positively he would try to make you see how the others saw you

You didn't want to bother him too much but he told you he was always happy to be helpful when it's needed

And he knows how much you needed it

Jinbe is one of the people you vent to the most because he's good with words, he knows the right thing to say to make you feel better

He's fine with hugs too in case you need them, plus he's so huggable

Helps you remember what great friends you have and that they're all ready to help and support you anytime, that you don't need to live everything alone and more importantly, that you're loved by the whole crew

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poisonouswritings · 2 years

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The main 4 helping mc through really bad period cramps please.possibly Lucan and balsam.ya girls had a bad day.ty.also I love your blog.

Girl guess who's having period cramps right fucking now!! Rip to both of us. Hope this cheers you up a little bit.

AFAB!Reader but no pronouns, incredibly self-indulgent, I'll throw in the link to my 'M4 With A Sore MC' post for additional stuff

Felix Escellun

Tea!!!

His first response is tea and his second response is blankets.

He's not the best with healing magic but he's still gonna try. At the very least he'll get you an enchanted compress that stays warm and mix up a sleeping potion to help you doze off. Well it be strong enough to get you to sleep through the pain? Probably not. But he will not rest until he finds something that works!

You're spending most of the day in his study, on the sofa, swathed in blankets.

Do you know! that!! cats can sometimes purr as a healing stimulant!!! and if they notice that you're sad or sick they'll come purr on you!!!!! So Stella is laying on your lower stomach and purring.

Felix makes sure to get you a lot of water.

TENS units have been shown to relieve the pain of cramping!! I think once you explain what that means to him, he tries using his magic as a makeshift solution. It helps somewhat.

Florian brings you herbs like fenugreek, ginger, valerian roots, zataria, etc. He's sympathetic to your pain and does what he can to help.

If you start crying from the cramps, Felix immediately crawls onto the couch with you.

He,, he,,, he's a sympathy crier so he's gonna start crying too. Which makes you both laugh.

Anisa Anka

Oh my poor girl knows all about how to deal with this don't you even worry about it

No I lied you should worry she doesn't really know how to help you with this.

You know how,, exercise and walking around and stuff can usually help with cramps? Well she already does all that a lot for her Sunstone duties so she doesn't usually have severe cramps. So when you're all laid out in bed, clutching at your stomach and groaning in pain, she's gonna try to get you to walk around a bit.

If you can't do that (and if you're in that much pain you probably can't) then I think she's gonna focus on comfort foods! Soup, stew, crackers, etc.

She might ask Ayanna for advice but since Ayanna has always been pretty active, I think she'd also just suggest exercise. Maybe she'd have some sort of magic Anisa doesn't know - maybe something she picked up on her adventures, I don't know - to help with the worst of it.

Strokes your hair a lot.

So soft and comforting. Calls you a hundred little pet names while trying to cheer you up a bit. She would tell you funny stories but she's afraid you'll start laughing and further hurt yourself.

I could,, I could see her recounting old Sunstone stories.

I could also see her trying to clean up the apartment while you're resting, so that you have more room to walk if you decide you want to. And then,, she ends up finding a bunch of old random shit. Like old toys or tattered books. And eagerly shows you all of it.

Sage Lesath

Kitty cat to the rescue!

Okay not exactly but he's trying really hard.

Um,, so,,, according to Planned Parenthood,,,, a proven way of easing period cramps is,,,,, via orgasm,,,,,, that's all I'm saying about that particular subject,,,,,,,

In other news Sage is gonna coax you into a bath!! He runs it and adds extra bubbles and makes it nice and warm for you.

He messes with the bubbles. Puts some of them on your head and blows some into your face, that kind of thing. He wants to make you laugh!! Laughter is the best medicine, after all.

I think he teases you a little bit. Nothing mean or anything, he just wants to keep things light-hearted.

Probably gets Tulsi to help him cook some home remedy type stuff too.

He is a kitty cat!! He is gonna cuddle with you in bed and purr!! Probably rests a hand on your lower stomach and massages a little bit.

If the sun is out,, like hitting your bed,, he's gonna fall asleep. Sorry. Baby wants a cat nap. He feels so warm and comfy with you that it just kinda happens.

Wakes up like two hours later,, he's been drooling on your shoulder,,, you're toying with his ears a bit,, he feels guilty that he fell asleep while you were in pain but I feel like seeing your cute cat boyfriend peacefully snoring would make you feel a little better,,,,, like when you look at those live feeds of baby animals sleeping

I mean it makes me feel better anyways

Lucan de Bhaldraithe

Yes I know Lucan is technically a tiger (or at least I think so) but he is a puppy in my heart so

Puppy!!

He's very worried about you. He knows what the issue is - he grew up with Elowen, and while I don't think he necessarily took care of her because she was older and probably a little too prideful to let him, I think he still tried to help her. So now he's gonna help you!

I like the idea that Lucan is really not good at cooking but he still puts his entire heart into it,, like he tries to make you soup and it's probably inedible but you know he did it with love and affection

He! Sings!! You!!! Lullabies!!!! To try and help you sleep. Encourages you to get a lot of bed rest.

He is an excited puppy and if you ask for something he'll run to get it. Even if it means dashing to the market. And whenever he does go out he gets you a little snack.

You know that thing about how (dark) chocolate sometimes helps with cramps? He takes that and runs with it. Gets you like nine chocolate bars at a time.

If you don't want them then he obviously eats them. That was lowkey his plan all along mwahaha

If you wanna go outside to get air,, but still can't move,, he'll find a way to set up a hammock. Brings some blankets and pillows and carries you down.

Then sits on the floor next to you (within arm's reach so you can pet him still) so you're not alone.

Balsam

Still can't believe he doesn't have a last name

Has the hardest time relating to cramps. He 1000% believes that you're in as much pain as you say you are, he's just not really familiar with it. He did kinda help raise Tulsi when they were younger but I think she held it together pretty well and Sage was usually on top of it.

So I think his first impulse is to tell you to buck up and walk it off. When you don't get up he flops onto the bed next to you.

So,, when i was like eight or so,, and my sister was 14,, I asked her what a period felt like. And you know what this bitch did? She punched me in the crotch. Like a bitch.

Anyways you do that to Balsam just to do a point. He is now rolling around in agony. If he wasn't in so much pain he would compliment how strong your punch is.

Once he's pulled himself together he just flat-out asks you what it is he can do to help.

Hot chocolate but he adds alcohol to it because you told him heat and chocolate are good and he figured alcohol would help too.

He likes to be (lovably) annoying. Laying in bed and he just throws his arm out across your chest and puts one of his legs on top of yours. You keep shoving him off and he laughs and does it again.

He just doesn't want you to sit there and be bored y'know? Stimulation and all that.

Once you fall asleep, he tucks you in and kisses your forehead and silently leaves the room so he doesn't wake you up. But then he just hangs out outside your room so he can keep an eye/ear on you.

Rime Varela

Everyone step aside, the doctor is in!

Since he's the healer, he'd be able to find a spell to help with the worst of the pain.

I would like to again mention the orgasm thing because oh he's a medical professional he's allowed to suggest it >:)

While he acts very chill about it, I think on the inside he's worried. He doesn't like people - especially the people he cares about - being in pain. And the fact that you can barely function scares him a little.

Also,, his,, pride is a little bitty bit wounded that he can't help you.

I think that after he lost the Astrolabe to you he was always a little sour about it?? Like after his redemption he doesn't blame you anymore, but he still feels a hint of inadequacy that he struggles with.

And in this moment, when the person he loves is suffering and he can't find the right spell to take the pain away,,

It feels like he's failing you. Like maybe if he was good enough to solve this, the Astrolabe wouldn't have abandoned him.

He tries to hide it but he's not good at it. Not good enough anyways.

You end up having to comfort him more than he comforts you. You end up tangled in bed together, both sipping tea and cuddled in blankets. Physical health day and mental health day.

#fictif last legacy #last legacy #felix iskandar escellun #felix escellun #felix escellun x reader #anisa anka #anisa anka x reader #sage lesath #sage lesath x reader #lucan de bhaldraithe #lucan de bhaldraithe x reader #balsam #balsam x reader #rime solano varela #rime varela #rime varela x reader #anon asks #ozzy answers #ozzy daydreams

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bokettochild · 3 years

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Day 5: I've Got Red In My Ledger

Whumptober Day 5: Betrayal/Misunderstanding/Broken Nose

So, I ended up using all three options, and 'm honestly not sure if this counts as Warriors Whump, Four Whump or both.

I will excuse Legend's presence as being because I just wrote a Four and Legend one-shot and was still in Split Heroes mode.

Hope you read, enjoy, and don't hate me for what I've done, because I don't regret it :)

Warriors keeps staring at them.

The captain’s piercing royal blue eyes have been boring a hole into their back for ages and the ridiculous part of them worries that if they don’t keep moving that stare will bore a hole right through them. Thanks Red.

What? It’s a valid concern!

Red, when has having someone stare a hole through you ever been a valid concern?

Wild’s guardians.

Alright, but Wars isn’t a guardian, he’s-

He helped to build them. Red murmurs softly. Plus, he’s the Captain, I wouldn’t put it past him to be able to do something crazy after spending so much time jumping across worlds and learning stuff from the people there.

Red, we all jump through portals and learn things from across time. I think we’ll be okay.

“Four?” Legend’s voice is the one that breaks through to him as the vet stops in front of him, two bowls in hand and one offered to them as the vet cocks a brow. “Y’all okay?”

They smile at the vet, despite the itch of someone’s eyes fixed on them, and take the offered food. “I’m good, just thinking is all.”

“About what?” Legend presses, sitting next to them with curious cock of his brows as he begins to eat, violet eyes staring them down, piercing, but not as pointedly so as Warriors’ gaze. Legend’s eyes are gentle for once, and the vet seems to relax slightly as he eats, seated at their side and calmer than he’s been in days.

Four wishes they could feel the same.

They don’t regret sharing their secret with the vet (even if it wasn’t on purpose) and it’s nice to have someone to feel safe with, but no matter how warmly Legend might smile at them, a secretive wink or knowing smirk being shot their way, they’re still on edge.

“Nothing much, just...thoughts, you know?”

“No.” Legend deadpans.

They chuckle nervously. “Thinking about our different worlds and how we learn so much by hopping across them, you know? Like, Wild learning the recipes from your time or Wind getting to learn to ride horseback in Twilight’s world.” Th vet nods wordlessly, sucking on his spoon as they turn their attention to the meal Wild has so lovingly prepared.

Warriors still hasn’t looked away.

He’s been doing this for days, and usually, Four wouldn’t be worried, but it hadn’t started until after Shadow had helped them trip up an enemy in battle, and though the action probably saved the captain’s life, Wars hasn’t stopped watching them and it’s beginning to remind them of that time that Ezlo and them had been cornered by a cat in Pita’s Bakery. They still have the scar from that incident, and it’s something they guard the secret behind fiercely, if only out of shame of their own weakness and foolishness in that particular situation. Ezlo had warned them not to try darting away, to stay hidden in the sacks until the cat had been gone, but they’d rushed forwards and barely survived being made mincemeat.

Ezlo had needed stitches.

They had needed a minish healer and a bath in red potion. And even if they cover the worst of the scars beneath their tunic, the ragged tip of their left ear is a reminder. It’s why they chose to wear their earring, to remember to listen when the minish or the little voice in their head -or voices now- tell them to be careful. That voice, all four of them, is screaming at them to shield themselves.

And really, they should have listened.

Legend is on his feet in a moment, sword out to catch the second blow that falls their way as their ambusher grunts out an irritated oink.

“Ambush!” Wind shouts as the others pull themselves to their feet and grab hold of their weapons. They’d left their sword beside their seat, and from their place lying on the ground they can’t reach, but Shadow, Hylia bless him, sneakily pushes it close enough that they can wrap their fingers around the hilt and jump in to join the battle with their brothers.

It’s not a large group of monsters, and it doesn’t take much work between nine heroes and a sneaky shadow to fell them all, and they’re just turning to offer Wind a high five as the kid kicks the final lizalfoes off his sword when the cold of a blade presses against their throat.

“Warriors, what the bloody heck!” Legend shouts, jumping back up from where he’d been knelt to help Sky begin relighting their ruined campfire.

“Drop your sword.” The captain’s voice grates out behind them, cold and commanding in a way that sends shivers down their spine.

What’s going on?

The captain’s gone bonkers is what! Green, what’s the plan?

There’s only silence from their leader as the other deviants wait impatiently for an answer.

Green, we need a plan, War is-

Their sword clatters to the earth as the other colors begin to swear and panic, but Green has forced their hand, literally, and the stare they send their weapon is both resigned and horrified, one eye flickering various colors as the other remains solidly green.

Across camp, Legend’s own eyes are bugging out of his head, panic clear in his gaze as the vet’s hand closes on his sword hilt.

“Stay your hand, Legend.” Warriors rumbles, firm but not cruel. “No need for weapons-”

“Says the one holding a sword to Four’s throat!”

The captain doesn’t even shift, and their mind spins as they try and decipher what it is that the other man is doing or thinking, Red and Blue still screaming inside their mind as Vio murmurs various schemes about what they can do while Green sits in stony silence.

What were you thinking!

Green! We- what if- Red is nearly sobbing. Green, please! What are you doing?

Calm down. Of Green had his own body he’d be shooting them a rueful but reassuring look, and they can all feel it. This is a mistake or misunderstanding. If we listen and don’t make it worse, it can be cleared up faster.

Brilliant, might want to fill the vet and Old Man in on your plan though, and maybe Sky too, guys about to blow up.

They shoot a wary glance towards the Chosen Hero, careful not to move their head lest they press against the blade at their throat. Sky’s eyes are wide, but he’s still as a board and already falling into his ‘king stance’ as Legend calls it, shoulders back and jaw set with a grace and power behind his gaze that makes them shiver even more than the cool steel at their neck.

Or wait, that metal isn’t all cold, there's a bit of warm sticky stuff brushing their jaw and they nearly shiver again as they realize that Wars hadn’t even cleaned the monster blood off of his blade before trapping them.

“The smithy’s been lying to us.” Warriors grates out, cold and harsh and angry as the blade presses closer to their throat. They have to inch back a bit to avoid being cut, only to find themselves stumbling against the captain’s chest. “He may be a hero chosen by the goddesses, but he’s chosen his own path.”

“What do you mean?” Time’s voice is emotionless, stance unreadable and face carefully blank and it’s unsettling in the extreme, making the other young heroes draw back with wary looks as they glance from one to another of the adults, only Legend standing firm and furious as he glares across at the captain.

“Four’s working with the shadow.” The captain spits out, blade again pressing close to their neck. “I’ve been watching him, he’s either learned it's powers or the beast is here itself, but I know what I saw, he’s got a shadow helping him.”

The vet twitches. “Duh. Have you never read the Legend of the Four Sword?”

There are a few confused sounds from the others, but Four can’t bother to figure out what the others are all saying and doing as the steel presses sharp against his throat, leaving him pressed against Warriors’ armor-clad chest with no way to escape as something warm bubbles against the blade and crimson leaks down from the line the blade presses against him.

“Let him go!” Legend shrieks, hands already on his own blade as he darts across the camp, but Warriors, only draws Four closer, voice unbearable gentle and pained as he addresses Legend. “Vet, you’re not yourself. He’s messed with your mind, can’t you see? It’s why you two have been so close all of a sudden, he’s put a dark spell n you, don’t give into it.”

“I’ll do what I bloody well want!” Legend screams in return, chest heaving as the tempered sword comes unsheathed, tip inches from Warriors’ face as Legend’s body begins to tremble. “Let him go, Captain.” The title is spat out like a curse, and Four can nearly feel Warriors’ shoulders sag as the man winces, but Legend doesn’t lower his blade even as Wars gently urges him to calm.

The others have started moving closer too, doubt on a few faces that makes their heart sink in their chest. Sky’s gaze is firm though as the Chosen Hero settles a hand on Legend’s shoulder. “Let him go, wars. If there’s a problem that needs addressing, we’ll address it like civil adults.” The words make hope flutter in their chest, but Warriors is only pressing closer, his blade digging in and making them whimper as blood dribbles into the collar of their tunic.

“Not a chance, Sky, he’ll get away, shadows are sneaky like that! They-” The captain is cut off suddenly, breath catching as the man wheezes behind them, his hand on the sword at their throat loosening its grip and giving them room enough to breathe again.

Legend takes the opening, whatever it is that caused it, to dart forwards, dropping his own sword and pulling at the captain’s sword arm hard enough that Sky can scoop them up into his strong arms and duck away, holding them close to his chest and giving them a full view of the shadowy hands that have wrapped around Warriors’ throat.

“I’d watch who you messed with if I were you, Captain.” Shadow hisses in the man’s ear before releasing him, zipping over to where they lay in Sky’s arms, startling both the Skyloftain and the vet, who’s already reaching for his weapon again as the shade stops to float over them. “Four, oh gosh Rainbow, are you okay?”

Good old Shadow.

Vi, we almost died, now’s not the time.

“All good.” They wheeze with a shaky smile, eyes darting up to Sky’s wary ones and then down to Legend’s steely indigo ones. Neither hero has made a move though, and for that Four is grateful.

A few paces away, Warriors is rubbing at his throat and staring in shock and horror at the shade that hovers over the trio of heroes who crossed him. They wince, this is not going to be easy.

“You’re bleeding.” Shadow hisses, nearly growls as his fangs glint in the glow of faded embers. “He- Oh Lolia no, this ain’t going down like this, not on my watch!”

Well Shadow’s managed to accidentally calm Legend at least, as the vet loosens slightly at the name of the Lolian Goddesses name, even if Sky still hold them tight like he thinks he’s going to have to run.

The shade looks up, away from them for a moment and salutes Sky with a knowing nod, all cockiness gone as from his demeanor as he addresses the Chosen Hero. “Thanks for sticking up for my idiot, feathers, watch him for a second while I handle this freak, yeah?” And Sky doesn’t even have time to speak or agree or even blink before Shadow has whizzed across the cam and sent one clawed fist slamming into Warriors’ face, a sickening crunch breaking the silence as Warriors stumbles, hand reaching for his face as Shadow wrings out his hand. “Thats for hurting my friend, you asshole!”

“Shadow.” Red’s wrested control as they flop against Sky’s chest. “That is not helping! You hurt Warriors!”

“He hurt you first!” The protective shade shouts back, crossing his arms and giving Wars his scary eyes before darting back to hover at Sky’s shoulder, much to the poor man’s surprise. “Racist jerk, what am I evil just because I’m a shadow? Never heard of shadow puppets as a kid? Or shadow dancing? Hey, guess what, you don’t need to think every freaking dark thing that moves is evil!”

Sky frowns, eyes straining as he stares at the being leaning on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, who are you?”

“Four’s shadow, resident dragon master, smithy wrangler and protector of one stupid hero who thinks surrendering and keeping the peace is more important than keeping their hide in one piece.” Shadow pokes their shoulder pointedly at that, making them wince as Blue grumbles something about sharp claws.

“So, you are real.” Legend cocks his head, chest still heaving and cheeks still flushed as the vet visibly tries to force himself back under control. “Huh.”

Shadow turns, hovering mid-air and giving Legend a once over. The shade offers a strained grin, forced and brittle as he tries to distract them. “Rabbit huh? Nice. Rainbow’s always liked rodents. You the younger or older brother here?”

And even though all eyes are fixed on them, Warriors glaring and the others staring in disbelief, Four find themselves bursting into laughter because, of all things, of course Legend would apparently also have a shadow form, and the fact that it’s a rabbit is only making it worse. To their surprise, Sky’s laughter joins their own, and across camp, Twilight huffs a strained chuckle as Legend glares up at the floating shade.

“I told you!” Warriors wheezes, blood spilling down his face as he pulls himself up. “It's a shadow! Four’s working with Dark Link!”

Shadow hisses. “That nutcase? Are you kidding? I’d rather die again, thank you!”

And really, now is as good a time as any for them to explain. “He’s just a normal shadow, Wars. Yeah, Ganon and Vaati brought him to life, but he’s been helping me protect Hyrule since we freed him form their control. He’s on our side, he was just nervous about showing himself around all of you guys because we heard you all talking about your own shadows.” Their eyes are flickering violet as they stare at the captain, and they know it. “He’s not a monster, and he’s only a threat if you make him one, same as any of us.”

The captain moves to protest, only to have Hyrule clear his throat from the edge of camp, all eyes swiveling to the traveler as Hyrule nods slowly. “He’s telling the truth, the Legends of the Four Sword all say that the hero befriended and helped his shadow, and the shadow reformed and sacrificed himself to save Hyrule.”

“Exactly.” Legend squeak growls. “The only threat in this camp is someone who’s more willing to draw a blade on their comrade than to approach them with their concerns.” The words make Wars flinch, maybe more than the blow Shadow had landed to his face, and though the captain makes to speak, he's cut off once again by Legend’s harsh voice. “Don’t want to hear it, Captain. I’ve got my brother to help heal up after what you did to him.”

It’s like the mirror shattering all over again, the silence in the air as two parties are separated by a line none can see as Legend and Sky settle on the opposite side of the camp from the others, Shadow hovering over the vet’s shoulder as Legend turns his back on Warriors, dabbing gently at the cut on Four's throat with a cloth damp with red potions.

The captain stiffens, standing and turning on his heel to march towards the other end of camp.

Blue eyes never leave them as their three protectors hover and fuss over them.

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moonlit-han · 4 years

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stray kids reacting to you having bad cramps ↠ all members

genre: reaction, fluff word count: 3.5k warnings: discussion of menstrual cramps, pain, etc., swearing request: yes (anon)

a/n: hey, anon~ sorry this took me so long to write for you;;;; I decided to try a new style—it was nice to write this because I got to imagine how I’d like to be taken care of. (wow, can you tell I could use some cuddles right now?) I hope this is comforting to you! stay cozy✨

✧ masterlist in bio ✧

bang chan

bad cramps are a normal thing for you

and chan knows this all too well

but sometimes just explaining something doesn’t do it justice

your cramps are so bad that, a lot of the time, you can’t even get out of bed

bad enough that you can’t even scream

chan probably wouldn’t show his concern too much because he doesn’t want to worry you

he would be really concerned the first time you had horrible cramps around him, though

he’d slept over after a movie night and woke up to you curled around a pillow, whimpering

the first thought he’d had was that you were having a nightmare

and so he just gently rubbed your back a little to calm you

but you’d kept whimpering and occasionally curled more closely around the pillow

aaaand you’d finally managed to explain that you were having cramps

and couldn’t exactly move…

chan had quickly drawn a bath for you

(and added a rubber ducky just because he could aljhadfjlkshfjkh)

you’d kinda squeaked when he picked you up, not expecting to be lifted bodily out of your blankets

chan would just kiss the top of your head as he carries you to the bathroom and then gently help you out of your pajamas

the bath would be extremely hot but that was perfect (♡‿♡)

hhhhhh and he’d even add rose bath soap to the water since it was your favorite

(you’d end up with a tiara of bubbles on your head heheheh)

chan would wash your hair and rub your back, massaging your sore muscles

even though the pain is only in your low back and abdomen, you still manage to hold tension in the rest of your body

and then he’d join you in the shower to help you rinse off

he’d hold you because the pain is just so bad and you can barely stand

and if you needed more than just a massage, he’d be happy to oblige

sometimes the release of pleasure helps ease the pain, too

chan just wants you to feel good and to be relaxed

after helping you dry off, chan would bundle you into warm clothes

it was always important, you’d said before, to stay warm

he’d even brush and braid your hair (if you have long hair, that is)

the little tingles that shoot through your scalp when he plays with your hair feel amazing

chan would kiss your cheek and your neck as he works his fingers through your hair

he insisted that you needed to stay hydrated, sometimes having to cajole you into drinking water because you could barely move

he’d want you to be as comfortable as possible

he’d make a blanket nest for you

he’d even put a heating pad or hot water bottle in there for you

pain meds and water would be close at hand

and whatever food you were craving

and he’d be extra affectionate

so many hugs and cuddles

just hugs all day long

maybe it’s just because you’re in pain

but chan’s hugs when you’re having horrible cramps are somehow different from his usual ones??

like he just envelopes you even more than usual and doesn’t let go

you’d just burrow into his arms even further

he’d give you one of his wonderfully big and comfy sweatshirts to wear

it smells like the soap he uses and just his general chan-ness

in other words, the best smell e v e r ㅠ_ㅠ ( ◡‿◡ ♡)

and just having him there with you would make everything better

lee minho

he would also be really loving and caring

and totally calm, not at all surprised

he’s just so even-keeled, you know?

would probably insist that doongie, soonie, and dori sleep with you

minho: “cats are totally medicine! their purring will help!”

they’re super snuggly anyway and just hunker down next to you

and minho is just a fourth cat, honestly

he kinda just curls up with you, massaging your low back if you have cramps that ache there

or just resting a warm hand on your belly to help soothe the pain

he’d get you a fluffy blanket and some orange juice (for the vitamin c to help your muscles relax and to reduce the inflammation!)

and definitely a heating pad or a hot water bottle

if you have two hot water bottles, he’d make a sandwich out of you and the water bottles

(so he could eat you up later ;) )

minho would insist that you take naps, holding you to his chest so you’d fall asleep more easily

he’d also queue up episodes of a show or several movies for the two of you to watch if you were home for the day

if you were at work and had super bad cramps, minho would bring you whatever food or pain meds or anything you’d need

he’s the kind of person who would just drop everything to take care of you, you know? (((we know, lee know alfkjafkjshjhk i’m so sorry i had to)))

he’s just a little ball of love and would want you to feel better

he’d kinda rock you back and forth in his arms if you have a particularly bad spasm of pain

like chan, minho would also get you into the shower to help you feel better

he’d have to convince you to even get out of bed, tho...

“come on, y/n. you’ll feel better if you take a shower. i promise”

“hhhhhhh i don’t wanna get up”

“y/n…..”

“mmph”

*minho grabbing your hands and tugging* “sweetheart, please.” *tug* "UGH why do you have to act like dead weight now of all times. geez, y/n.”

“...........”

*tugging intensifies* “get! up! i’ll drag you into the shower, you dork. you know i will”

“fiiiiiiiiiine”

he’d still have to pretty much drag you to the bathroom

AJDFHKGDJFGK

minho gently stripping you out of your clothes would kinda be like trying to dress a baby, since you wouldn’t want to move

he’d just hold you in there, rubbing soap over your body and shampoo through your hair

the hot water and minho holding you, honestly, works as well as any pain med

thank goodness ｡ﾟ(ﾟ∩´﹏`∩ﾟ)ﾟ｡

and at any time whatsoever, minho’s gentle smile would just make your day so much better

and you know he’d pepper you with kisses all over

(i mean all over)

bc it just always make you feel the most contented ever hhhhhh

and you deserve to not be thinking about pain

bc pain fucking sucks;;;;

and he’d just tell you how much he loves you so much you don’t even know how to respond

and it kinda makes you wanna cry

but from happiness

alkfjhskjhsklhjs

VERY SOFT

seo changbin

changbin would be pretty calm and would know exactly what to do

just matter-of-fact about taking care of you

you’d told him you get really bad cramps before

but the first time you had really bad cramps around him, he was a little freaked out

he hadn’t realized that period cramps could be that bad

you’d come home and pretty much collapsed on the couch

he’d thought you were just tired

but when you let out a strangled scream, changbin was;;;; um;;; a bit worried

okay not just worried

c o n c e r n e d (⊙ __ ⊙);;;;

maybe even a little scared??

he didn’t want to let on that he was worried about you

hearing you kinda just whimpering and crying out in pain tore at his heart

changbin would give you all the stuffed animals you have

(gyu would also make an appearance)

just pile them up around you “for emotional support”

and then he’d wrap his arms and legs around you to cuddle you close

definitely your basic case of:

“binnie please let go”

“no”

“binnie i can’t breathe…”

“oh,,,” *loosens hold slightly*

akjfhgaljkhajkhg

he’s literally just a cuddle bug hhhhhhhh

and I MEAN

THE BIGGEST CUDDLE BUG EVER

OH MY GODS

he’d rub your belly or your back, depending on where it hurt

and just want to make everything better

changbin would be the one to give you a full body massage if your cramps are bad

he’d insist on doing it, actually

even if you’re whiny and complain, he knows that once you’re relaxed you’ll feel a million times better

he’d concentrate on your low back, pressing his wonderfully warm hands into your muscles

and slowly but surely you’d feel the pain and tension release

hhhhhh he’s probably really good at giving massages ｡･ﾟ(ﾟ⊃ω⊂ﾟ)ﾟ･｡

ALSO!!! can you just imagine how warm binnie would be cuddling?

HHHHHHHH

you wouldn’t even need a heating pad

he’s all the warmth and comfort you’ll ever need

aldfjkahjlskhsl (♡‿♡)

and his muscles would be the comfiest

they’re all so big but would be so squishy when at rest

hhhhhh just imagine it

laying your head on his chest with his arms around you

the softest oh my god

changbin is so kind and gentle that he’d just want to make sure you’re okay and be really soft

HHHHHHHHHHH

once you were feeling a bit better, he’d probably tickle you a little

just so you’d release your tension

what a cute goofball

UGH HE’S JUST SO SOFT

he’d sing you to sleep while threading his fingers through your hair

and his low raspy voice would be so calming and lovely

binnie’s go-to medicine is just literally just all the cuddles ever ((well, and pain meds, etc., of course, bc cramps are horrible and evil))

hwang hyunjin

this boy would be just a little panicky

ya know, jUst A litTtLE

you’d suddenly doubled over while you were out shopping

for matching couple sweaters

(you know, the horrible kind that could only be worn ironically or by people so pretentious that they don’t know the meaning of irony)

and hyunjin is all

“OH MY GOD Y/N (＠_＠) (」ﾟﾛﾟ)｣

BABE

ARE YOU OKAY

HHHHHH

WHAT DO YOU NEED

WHAT CAN I DO;;;;;;;;;”

he’d kinda flutter around you like a moth

all worried eyes and nervous energy

he really wouldn’t know what to do

bc FUCK???!!

CRAMPS??!!!! ┗(｀ﾟДﾟ´)┛ﾟ

not his forte

“i just need to go home, jinnie. i’ll be fine”

((yeah... lie thru your teeth y/n;;;; ))

he’s still panicky as fuck

when you get home you kinda just collapse on the bed

hyunjin’s all “OOOOH CUDDLE TIME YES”

which was okay for like 2 mins until a g o n y

“jinnie, i need pain meds. NOW” (x﹏x);;;;;

hyunjin would bound off the bed all “I got this, babe!

and then realize that he had no idea where you kept the pain meds strong enough to deal with menstrual cramps

“uuuuh where are they . . .” (⌒_⌒;)

*y/n flailing in the general direction of the medicine cabinet*

so once he found them, he’d get you a glass of water and help you sit up to take the meds

all better?

NOPE

you’d need a hot water bottle and blankets

oh and chocolate. lots of chocolate

hyunjin would be so damn determined to make you feel better

to do anything he could bc you seemed in so!! much!!! pain!!!!

ten minutes later you’d find yourself practically swaddled in blankets on the couch with Hyunjin curled around you like a fucking squirrel or something

just let him take care of you

he’s doing his best;;;

he’d want to make you all the food you’d ever want

but would keep getting distracted

bc all he wants to do is just kiss you a bunch

and tell you how cute you are

bc, let’s face it, y/n, you’re pretty cute aldsjfhgsjfkhalhg

even though he isn’t sure what to do at first, hyunjin is actually quite good at taking care of you

if you’re at his place, you’d definitely end up with kkami on your lap

bc why wouldn’t you want a sweet pup giving you all the love when you’re in pain?!!

hhhh so sweet

han jisung

oh jisung, my sweet precious squirrel boy

jisung would probably be a lot like hyunjin alfjahkjdfh

kinda panicky bc he doesn’t know what to do

really surprised that someone could have cramps that bad

it’s clear to him that, while he’s felt pain before, it was nothing like what you’re dealing with

how the hell do you do this every. single. month.

keeps telling you you’re badass

but,,,,, um;;;;;

Y I K E S

*queue fluttering, panicky hands*

“hhhhhh baby what can i do;;;;;”

y/n: *indistinct pain noises* “i’m fine”

“yoU’rE NOt fiNe!!!”

“ji really it’s okay. i’m used to this”

(you say as you’re curled on the couch, clutching just below your belly with a look of concentrated pain on your face)

“HHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

he’d end up bring you soup and some water

bc soup helps everything, right?

and all the pain meds he could get his hands on

there would be like 10 random bottles of every kind of pain relieving medicine tumbling out of his arms

“i didn’t know what would work;;;;;”

he’s just a sweet lad

what else was he supposed to do?

you’d manage a weak smile before another stab of pain would decide to hurtle through you like a fucking bullet train

at this point, jisung would definitely be feeling sympathetic pain

(not fun;;; )

he’d help you sit up and take the meds

then c u d d l e s

literally just all the cuddles in the world

jisung would hold you tightly, arms and legs wrapped around you, stroking your hair to get you to fall asleep

not that you’d be having any trouble with that, since you would be snuggled by

The Master of Spooning™ himself

even though he’s comforting you and helping, jisung can’t help but be glad that he gets to cuddle you for a long time

and when you felt angry at your body for giving you such horrible pain he’d hold you even tighter

then find some way to make you laugh

laughter is very important in jisung’s world (and, therefore, your world)

and you do find that it takes your mind off the pain, if only a bit

it’s almost like clockwork when you get bad cramps

same time of the month, same kind of pain

(you’ve definitely cursed every single god you can think of for this)

so he knows in the small, secret recesses of his mind, that he’ll get to cuddle the heck out of you at those times

he’d just smother you with kisses to wake you up to make sure you’d take more pain meds

okay;;; he’d smother you with kisses all day, too

and, like a cat kneading, he’d massage your belly and back to relax your muscles

you’d felt a little better after that

resting your head on his chest and hearing his heartbeat would be incredibly calming

by the end of the day, jisung would just hold you on top of him

like you’re a little otter and he doesn’t want to lose you

alkjfghakjlfhahjfgaklhga (●´ω｀●)

lee felix

felix would be amazingly casual about the whole thing and just ready to go

like;;; this boy would just immediately pick you up, kiss your forehead, and carry you to bed

need pain meds?

he’s already put them in the drawer of your bedside table as soon as you’d started your period

need a heating pad?

he’s got like five��all different shapes, sizes, whatever you need

(you’re not quite sure where or when he gets all this stuff, but you’re not complaining)

all he’d want is to just cuddle you

he’d turn those big, soulful eyes on you like you’re the best thing he’s ever seen

((which you are (≧◡≦) ))

and even if you’re curled on the bed in mildly stinky pajamas

he’d still just curl up with you and try to make everything okay

felix would just ramble on about anything and everything to try to distract you

yes, you’d probably be witness to Felix’s Interpretive Dance Time

.....whether you wanted to or not

(you secretly like it when he’s that silly alkfsjhajkfh)

and, of course, felix would make you breakfast (even if it wasn’t morning)

an absolutely delicious meal of all your favorite foods, even if they’re not normal breakfast food

((but honestly, what even is normal breakfast food??? just eat what’s yummy!))

since he’s been practicing baked goods, he’d also make you a lil cake just to cheer you up

and would try to ice it, which would come out really cute

he’d put “to my smol bean: UR CUTE ILY”

bc we all know felix is a cute dork who’d totally put something like that on a cake

hhhhhhhhhh

would probably call chan or changbin just to make sure he’s not forgetting anything for taking care of you

he wouldn’t forget anything for you, anyway, bc he’s just that committed to making you feel better

oh and you’d definitely watch like 15 children’s movies in a row (okay maybe not in a row, but still)

bc what’s better than laughing at the antics of various animated characters?!

and singing along to the songs would be really fun and take your mind off the pain

it would make you breathe properly and relax!

yay!!!

felix would probably act out some of the scenes to his favorite movies beside the screen just so you could check his accuracy

AALKJFHGAJFH

and if all you wanted to do is sleep, felix would curl up with you on the bed or couch

and run his fingers through your hair and down your back to soothe you

and give you smol sweet kisses before falling asleep

kim seungmin

seungmin is also quite practical

when you told him that you get excruciating cramps, he immediately went and researched everything about menstrual cramps

potential causes for especially bad cramps

what to do for someone who’s having bad cramps

what not to do when someone’s having bad cramps

and he’d immediately gone out and bought what seemed like a year’s supply of pain meds, chocolate, three heating pads, and three hot water bottles, as well as extra pads and tampons

so the first time you were together and you kinda just went “aaghhh” in pain, seungmin immediately ran to his closet to get All The Things

you’d given him a quizzical look when he came back into the living room

he had a bag that looked, somehow, Official

although, most of seungmin’s things look Official~

(he’s just that organized and meticulous alkjfhsjfghsh)

so when he’d opened the bag, you had to stifle a giggle

in the bag, seungmin had put everything you’d need for when you had your period

hhhhhhhh what a sweetheart (✿´ ꒳ ` )

and if you need space, he’d just be in the other room minding his own business until you demand cuddles

he’d just absentmindedly give you head pets while the two of you watch a show or something

or he’d read to you from whatever book he’d been reading

or that you’d been reading (▰˘◡˘▰)

would make you tea~

you’d probably end up cuddling his little puppy stuffed animal at some point

um;;;; seungmin’s potential fathering instincts would probably come out a little bc he just feels so much affection for you

and is just in CARING MODE

if you’re out together and you have cramps, you’d find yourself whisked back home for a day of rest

if you can’t go home, seungmin would just get you the proper pain meds and some water

he probably keeps meds for you in his wallet (´ω｀♡)

all seungmin wants is for you to not be in pain

bc it hurts his heart

he doesn’t exactly show it a bunch on the outside to other people

but he’s really caring

most of all with youuuu~~~

he wants to ki— kick whoever decided that cramps could be this bad

like what the fuck, man;;;;;

he’d be very encouraging as he talks to you, since he doesn’t want you to worry or anything

he’s knows you worry enough about why you get bad cramps

whenever the pain would get so bad that you want to cry and feel like you’re going to lose your mind, seungmin’s bright smile would bring you back to earth

he’d reassure you that everything’s okay

and kiss the top of your head as he holds you (*/ω＼)

yang jeongin

jeongin’s remedy to cramps is stuffed animals

all the stuffed animals

all of them

e v e r

you both have a propensity for stuffed animals, characters, random objects, etc.

you even have a stuffed strawberry that’s the size of your torso

so jeongin would just pile up all the stuffies and a bunch of pillows

and settle you in them

you’d feel like you were drowning in stuffed animals ajkfshgkjfhg

like felix, he’d probably secretly call chan just to check that he’s doing the right thing for you, too (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

jeongin would make you tea and bring a pot of it to your bedside table

(just herbal tea, not caffeinated bc he doesn’t want you to get dried out)

he’d bring everything you could ever want in tea:

honey, milk, lemon, sugar

the tea would be reeeeeally yummy

and the warmth would help calm your nerves that had been on high alert since the night before when the cramps had started

jeongin would curl up with you and just stroke your hair

he’d turn on a show the two of you had been watching

a comedy, of course

why would you want to watch anything else while in pain??

okay so as calm as all this seems, he’d be fucking panicked as hell inside

like how is supposed to deal with this???

welp….. might as well just pretend it’s any other day

and you just happen to need more cuddles

he finds it really cute when you are b a b y

and when you’re having horrible cramps….

yoU ARE B A B Y!!!!!!

the cutest ever

like holy shit

jeongin would be completely floored by how cute you are

you’d just kind of nuzzle into his stomach as you curl up next to him

of course, he’d also make sure you remember to take pain meds and all

sometimes he’d be a little annoying about it but not by much~

just enough to get you to WeAR sOcKs Y/N!!

he’d totally be the one to kinda pounce on you and carry you outside to sit on the lawn

not one but two blankets would cushion you from the grass and any bugs~

he’d probably bring all the stuffed animals he’d piled on you earlier outside

“they’ll get lonely!!”

…….right

definitely not an excuse to throw the radish plushies he got you at your head…..

((you’d get him back, though, with a few well-aimed charizards or something))

but if you needed him to be serious, he would be

bc, really, he cares about you so much he feels like his heart’s gonna burst (*♡∀♡)

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hotwings0203 · 3 years

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A/N: Hi guys! This is my first oneshot thingy (or any piece) that I’m posting here, it’s kind of dark but I think that’s the type of fic I enjoy writing. Let me know what you all think, and any suggestions or feedback is much appreciated since this is the first time I’m using Tumblr😆

Warnings: implication of non-con, manipulation, yandere themes, kidnapping

Pairing: Yandere Dabi x f reader

Smoke curled into your hiding place, invading your senses. You could hear him smashing other various household items around the house, attempting to startle you and make a sound, effectively revealing your hiding place

Which wasn’t a very clever one, mind you.

If you only had a couple more seconds, maybe, just maybe you could’ve dove into the closet and actually hidden with some blankets and clothes covering you instead of your current chosen position, which was under the creaky bed.

You cursed yourself for even starting something so stupid, and getting a rise out of him in the first place when you knew, you knew he hated it when you picked fights over the smallest of things. All he wanted you to do was make him some breakfast, now was that so much to ask for? Did you have to put rat poison in his oatmeal at 10 am in the morning?

You didn’t think you could handle playing this happy-go-lucky fake domestic scene any further; you wanted to go home. You wanted to see your family again for Thanksgiving, you wanted to meet up with your friends and get your nails done and coo over pretty boys, and most of all you wanted to go outside and gaze up at the clear blue sky and just watch the fall colors swirl around you in a halo of leaves.

Dabi let’s you go outside twice every month if you’re being good for him, and if you really please him he’ll let you touch the grass without that stupid shock collar that adorns your neck like an ornament with with him by your side, of course. Don’t think he’ll fully trust you after that stunt you pulled last week when you tried chewing the restraints off your wrists.

He had to salute your effort though, you really might’ve gotten away if he hadn’t surrounded you by his flames before you could touch the door.

Kind of like now, actually. While you’re trembling and cramped unceremoniously under the bed, he’s finished scanning the living room and kitchen for any sign of you.

Shit

That means there’s only two places left: the bathroom and his room, where you are.

Your legs are starting to cramp up and you’re wondering how long you can manage to stay still while this psycho is hounding you out.

“If you quit acting like a pussy and come out within 30 seconds, I’ll make sure to leave your face intact. Can’t say the same about the rest of you though, babe, I’m not feeling very generous or inclined to spare you too much after choking down rat poison.” He all but snarls as you can see from underneath the bed his elbows and jaw curl with smoke, blue flames licking at his shins.

The smell of rotting flesh feels like an ominous foreshadowing of your fate if you don’t think of a way out of this, fast.

You’re pulled from your musing as Dabi slams the bathroom closet door shut, and flings the shower curtain aside violently, indicating no more places are left for him to check for you except his room.

You’re out of time.

Picking up the soap dispenser on the sink counter, he weighs it in his hand, testing it’s material. You’re peeking out from underneath the mattress, unsure of what he’s doing.

You don’t need to keep wondering after he suddenly hurls the glass down on the floor, the dispenser shattering on the floor near the bed mere inches away from where your face was.

You let out a small shriek at the explosion, and immediately still and clamp your hand over your mouth with wide eyes.

But the damage has already been done, and Dabi knows this as he lets out a dark chuckle and saunters towards the bed, turning around and plopping down on the plushy material, his boots right in front of your face.

“We both already know where this is going, little mouse. I caught you, but I’ll be nice and give you one more chance to come to me willingly.”

He leans back on his elbows and tilts his head up to the chafing ceiling. He knows you’ll come, you always eventually do, that’s why he loves you, his sweet little girl who always does what she’s told.

What he doesn’t expect, however, is you making one last break for it, clambering out from the opposite side of where you both are situated and bolting to the door.

He whips his head around at the sound of you desperately fumbling with the lock on the door, when did he lock it? God this is taking too long he’s gonna catch you he’s gonna-

But you’re already out of the door and flying down the hallway as you hear him leaping off the bed and scrambling after you, the house completely silent save for the deafening sounds of both of your own objectives pounding away at the floor in the same direction.

“You fucking bitch, I grant you one last chance to come clean to me and this is the thanks I get? You’re dead little mouse.” You hear him howl behind you, and it scares you at how close he sounds.

But now you see it, you see your freedom at the entrance just an arms length away and you’re touching the door and-

The room is suddenly enveloped by blue fire, the door handle becoming so hot under your touch that you wail as you let go and cradle your bubbling flesh, tears blurring your vision as you whirl around to locate your assailant and captor.

Dabi stands in the middle of the living room, ethereal cobalt lighting up the sides of his face and illuminating the staples that stretch and threaten to rip from the shit-eating grin he sports while looking at your defenseless demeanor.

“I told you to listen while I was playing nice, right? This is what happens to little mice who want to turn into rats so bad. Is that why you wanted to feed me rat poison, huh, baby? You were warning me to get rid of what you might turn out to be, hmm?” He pouts at you, the corners of his mouth twitching when you sob in terror

“D-dabi please,” you bawl, “please let me leave. I w- wanna go h-home.” Your chest heaves at the last word, the pain in your hand paling in comparison to the ache in your chest.

“An-and I w-want you on your kn-knees worshipping the ground I walk on and making good use of that bitchy little mouth instead of whining and sniveling.” He mocked and cooed cruelly, reveling at your helplessness.

You could do nothing but wail louder as he started slowly walking towards you, his eyes narrowed, complemented with dark glint in his pupils while his ever-lasting hellish quirk enunciated his heavy steps.

Dabi finally reached you, and you pathetically pressed yourself into the wall and turned your face as he lifted his hand and stroked your cheek in faux sympathy. His bottom lip was stuck out in a fake pout, mimicking your state of panic.

“You’re not scared of me, right baby? It’s just a game, right? I mean after all I do for you-bathe, feed, and dress you- you only feel love for me, right?”

He was toying with you, in a similar fashion a cat plays with its prey before it pounces.

When you hesitated for a moment too long, his hand by your face heated up its dying embers, warning you to give him what he wanted to hear.

You whimpered and tried to evade his hand, only resulting in his gripping the back of your head and yanking back on your hair roughly so you were forced to look up and meet his amused, dark gaze.

“Ah-ah my pretty bitch. You don’t get to move away from me after all the stunts you pulled today. I’ve had enough of your bullshit so don’t test me any more, now I asked you a question: you love me right?”

At your wits end, you maintained eye contact with him as you shakily tried to nod your head, the movement being difficult to do as he had such a death-grip on your locks.

But he wasn’t satisfied by your pathetic attempt at agreeing, it seemed like he wanted to make your life hell even further and draw this out as long as he could because he clicked his tongue and shook your head like a rag doll in his hands, hair flying across your face and giving you whiplash.

“Use that sharp tongue you got on you before I melt your fucking teeth. You might be a grade-A moron, and a pathetic one at that but I know damn well you’re not mute.” He leans in further, his nose grazing yours as you almost went cross eyed trying to keep him in vision.

“Y-yes Dabi, I love you.”

His silence seemed to scream unimpressed, so you hurried to salvage the situation as best as you could so it wouldn’t escalate the knee-deep shit you were already in.

“And I’m...sorry I was being such a brat today, I just missed everyone I used to be close with. But you were right, I should be more grateful after everything you do for me. It’s not fair that I don’t treat you with the same, uh, affection that you show me. A-and I’m sorry I put... rat poison in your food.” You whispered this last part, too embarrassed to look him in the eyes.

He snorted, not entirely convinced at your sincerity in the apology but it was enough for him to loosen his grip on your head and take a step back from your personal space.

You sink down the wall to your knees, curling up slightly and taking shaky breaths as you attempt to calm down. The room is still engulfed in flames, but thanks to Dabi’s foresight and extensive planning, most of the furniture of fire-proof (god knows how he got it like that, it’s not like he was the son of the number one hero or anything to accumulate such wealth) so the damage was limited save for your mental state and injured hand.

Dabi crouches down in front of you, an odd smirk on his face as you peer up at him in caution.

“You know, I didn’t say I forgive you princess, or that you’re excused for your little tantrum.”

He cocks his head at you and lifts your chin up towards him with a scarred finger. You blanch at the implication of this ordeal not being over from your excruciating apology, and his disturbing Cheshire-cat grin stretches so wide over his face, you wonder distantly if his stitches are going to pop loose any second.

“Please, I’m sorry. I’ll do anything, just please don’t...please don’t burn me.” You whisper in defeat.

“Anything, you say? But why? Isn’t it more fun if I brand my name into your back? Oh wait! Maybe I’ll burn you so bad you’ll look like me! Then we’ll really be a matching couple, you’d like that wouldn’t you? I mean if you love me as much as you claim you’ll let me, right?”

He’s trapped you again. If you deny, he’ll ruthlessly berate you for lying to his face and who knows what he’ll do just for the sick, sadistic satisfaction he’ll get from making you stumble over your own lie.

If you comply, however, you’ll look like burnt bacon, just like this fucker.

“I’ll do anything to make you forgive me.” You quietly settle for.

He studies you for a moment, and the uncomfortably silence he grants you makes you shift in your place.

Dabi finally stands to his full height and stretches his arms back with a content groan.

“If that’s the case, then don’t say I didn’t let you choose how you wanted to make it up to me.”

You glance up when you hear the sound of a zipper being undone, and you mouth gapes at his innuendo. You can’t seem to look away as he frees himself from his black boxers, the sound of his belt and pants rustling as they hit the floor.

“Now then, what was that you said about redemption? I think this is a great way to put that mouth to good use, little mouse.”

#tw dubcon #dabi smut #mha x reader #yandere mha #bnha yandere #yandere #yandere dabi x reader #kidnapping #dabi #bnha oneshots #dabi x reader #bnha dabi #mha dabi

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sisterspooky1013 · 3 years

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Only One Choice, Chapter 12

Read it here on AO3 / Tagging @today-in-fic

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 15, 1996 9:06am

To: [email protected]

Subject: This weekend

Hey,

It was good to run into you yesterday. Your sister seems nice. Is she older or younger? I remember you said you had three siblings; where do you fall in there?

Let me know if you can come by this weekend. Priscilla promises to provide a better beverage selection this time. She was unimpressed with my hosting abilities.

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 15, 1996 10:23am

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:This weekend

Hi,

I was surprised to see you in Georgetown again, what brought you by? Not your drug dealer again, I presume (disclaimer to anyone reading this that it’s a joke). I’m the third of four; Missy is two years older than me. Our oldest brother is Bill and little brother is Charlie. Do you have other siblings, aside from the sister you told me about?

As for this weekend, I’m free in the evening on Saturday. I had the thought, though, that it’s perhaps not appropriate for us to be spending time alone at your apartment. Not that I think you have or would behave inappropriately in any way, just for propriety’s sake. Sorry if that seems old fashioned. Maybe we can get dinner? Send my regrets to Priscilla.

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 15, 1996 4:45pm

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:This weekend

Given the later half of your email, it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to admit that I went by that coffee shop hoping to see you there again. So let’s just say it was indeed to pay a visit to my dealer.

Nope, Samantha was my only sibling. Mom and Dad divorced after she disappeared. It was far from a Hallmark movie, but I turned out okay (I think).

Scully, if you don’t trust yourself around me behind closed doors, all you have to do is say so. Jokes aside, I can respect that. I actually have an idea of something we could do that is very public and not at all inappropriate. Will you trust me if I tell you it’s a surprise?

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 16, 1996 9:36am

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:RE:This weekend

I go by that coffee shop most Sundays, sometimes with my sister or mom, sometimes alone. I’m not sure what your dealer’s typical hours of operation are, but I tend to be there around noon. For future reference.

I’m sorry to hear about your parents. I would say you turned out pretty well, but then again I hardly know you.

I will trust you with a mystery public outing so long as you let me know what to dress for and also if there will be food involved. Something you should know about me; if you don’t feed me I turn into a Gremlin.

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 17, 1996 8:56am

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:This weekend

Hey, sorry I never got back to you yesterday. I won’t bore you with the details, but suffice to say that criminal profilers are not immune to workplace drama.

As luck would have it, my dealer runs a blue light special at 11:30 am on Sundays, so I tend to be in the neighborhood around that time. A stunning coincidence.

I think you know me better than the vast majority of the people I interact with at this point, save for a select few. I’m not sure if that speaks as much to the fact that I like hanging out with you as it does to the fact that I don’t have many friends. My spooky reputation tends to scare people off, but I’m not exactly crying in my cornflakes over it.

I wouldn’t want you to turn into a Gremlin on me, so refreshments will be provided. Wear something you can move in, definitely not a dress or heels (it pains me to say this). Can I pick you up at 5:00?

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 17,1996 2:31pm

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:This weekend

Workplace drama knows no bounds. I’ve been getting the silent treatment from one of the other pathologists because I questioned whether they’d calibrated the scale before weighing internal organs.

I think you’re overestimating how well I know you, Mulder. I know next to nothing about you, outside your interest in the paranormal and a bit about your childhood.

I’m resisting the urge to ask what you have planned. Why don’t we meet somewhere? If you’re taking me UFO sighting...we better see a UFO is all I’m saying.

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 18, 1996 9:10am

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:The weekend

I want to make a comment on the fact that weighing internal organs is part of your job description, but I spent an hour today debating whether someone sticking pencils in their victim’s eyes is some kind of Freudian penis envy thing.

You know more about me than you think, Scully. You know I’m a cat person, and that I have terrible taste in beer. Also that I like Radiohead and am not beneath asking a woman out while she’s trying to do her job. I’ll offer you a bonus fact, or more accurately a confession: I didn’t really need to come down to Quantico last week when we had coffee. I just wanted to get coffee with you. Don’t tell my boss.

Now you have to tell me something about yourself. It’s only fair.

If there were any good places to spot UFOs around here, I’d take you in a heartbeat. If you’re ever up for a road trip out west, let me know. Washington State is a hotbed of UFO activity. Plus they have really good coffee.

Can you meet me at the Hoover building? I’ll drive us from there.

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 18, 1996 1:19pm

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:This weekend

So what was the verdict on the pencil/penis eyeball situation? Fruedian or no?

I’m touched that you’d go so far as insubordination to have coffee with me, however I hope you won’t make a habit of it. Next time you come down here I’ll have to email your boss and ask him if you got permission to come out and play.

Something about me...I like to read a lot. I think I’d say Jane Eyre is my favorite book of all time (not that you asked). I’m also addicted to bubble baths. Actually, reading Jane Eyre IN a bubble bath is pretty much my idea of heaven (ideally with a glass of wine).

I’ve been to Seattle once. Too much rain, though it was very green and pretty. Isn’t that where Bigfoot lives?

I’ll meet you at the Hoover building on Saturday at 5, wearing my very best ball gown and stiletto heels.

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 19, 1996 8:13am

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:This weekend

No verdict will be reached unless and until we catch the guy and have occasion to ask him if he was using his pencils as...pencils. Profiles are all theory, which can be both interesting and frustrating.

I wouldn’t advise you to contact my AD, he’s kind of a dick. I’ll ask him to write a note excusing me from work next time.

Jane Eyre? I wouldn’t have expected that from you. It’s a very romantic book, and entirely centered around two people who never should have worked as a couple coming together despite numerous obstacles. Is that something you’re into?

You get 95 points for knowing that Bigfoot lives in Washington (you lost 5 for calling him Bigfoot; he’s known as Sasquatch out there). My dream vacation is lurking around the forests of the Pacific Northwest, Squatchin’.

It’s a date.

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 19, 1996 3:46pm

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:This weekend

Don’t ruin my favorite book by overanalyzing it, Mulder. If you’d like to trash Wuthering Heights, be my guest. I pledge my allegiance to Charlotte.

Your dream vacation sounds like it might end in death from exposure, or perhaps a good old fashioned bear mauling, but who am I to tell you how to spend your paid leave?

See you tomorrow, at 5. And it’s not a date.

From: [email protected]

Sent: July 19, 1996 6:55pm

To: [email protected]

Subject: RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:This weekend

I would always rather be happy than dignified.

(A little Charlotte to arrive to on Monday)

#the x files #txf #dana scully #fox mulder #gillovny #msr #sculder #xfiles #alternate universe

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thenovelartist · 3 years

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A Blanc Slate, Chapter 2

4. Cafe

By the time Chat had finished his bath, Marinette had finished warming up a bowl of soup for him.

“Sit,” she ordered, pointing to her chaise lounge.

He did as asked, less taking a seat and more collapsing onto the chaise. He’d given up on fighting her, but she couldn’t tell if he was sick or just tired of fighting. Maybe both.

She handed him the soup bowl, and he took it with a quiet thank you. But before he took a bite, she placed her hands on his forehead and cheeks, trying to gage his temperature compared to hers.

He did pull away at first, hurting her heart once again, but this time, he eventually relented to her touch.

“You feel too warm,” she muttered. “Stay right there; let me go see if I have anything for that.”

When she returned with water and some medicine, he was staring at his bowl of soup that still looked quite full.

She frowned as she set the glass and pill on her desk. “Something wrong? Does it not taste good?”

“No, it tastes like the soup from one of my favorite cafes. I’m just…”

“Can’t stomach it?”

His eyes closed, shaking his head almost imperceptibly.

Frowning, she sat herself down next to him on the edge of the chaise. “Is it because you’re sick? Or stressed?”

He tapped the side of the bowl with his fingers. “More stressed.”

She nodded. “I could have guessed that.”

He quirked a brow at her.

She tapped his arm. “You’re white. Something must have happened.”

His eyes hardened, and Marinette instantly worried she shouldn’t have said anything. “How do you know I’m not an akuma?”

“You’re too lucid for that,” she easily dismissed. “You let me drag you up here, and you’ve said nothing about Ladybug’s miraculous.”

He sneered, looking almost disappointed by that fact. “How do you know I’m not dangerous, though?”

She scoffed. “Are you?” she sarcastically challenged, already feeling confident in her answer.

“What if I am?”

“Then what are you planning to do?”

He forced a rougish grin, but it looked tired and it didn’t reach his empty eyes. “Why would I tell you?”

“Then do it.”

His eyes blew wide. “What?”

“Do it,” she challenged, leaning closer while a challenging grin grew on her face. “What is a dangerous kitty like you planning to do to little old me?”

She watched a pink creep out from under his mask, his eyes panicked as he leaned away from her.

See, white or black, you’re still my good kitty. With a chuckle, she pulled back to give him space again. “You’re not dangerous,” she said, her smile small but genuine. “So don’t even try to pretend you are. You’re just trying to push me away, and that won’t work on me.”

Though caught off-guard for a moment, he soon relaxed with a tired sigh. “Anyone ever tell you you’re too smart for your own good, princess?”

She shrugged. “No, but thanks for the compliment.”

5. Nightmares

“You’re not really leaving, are you?” Despite having rested and eaten a few bites of food, Marinette could tell he was tired. She knew what an adrenaline crash felt like, and Chat was probably in the middle of one. The last thing she wanted was for him to hurt himself while trying to make his way home while under the heavy weight of exhaustion.

But Chat seemed determined to leave as he made his way to her balcony hatch. “I have to.”

“No, you don’t. You can stay here tonight—”

“Marinette,” he interrupted, cutting her off with a firm look. “I can’t. I have things to do.”

“But you have a fever.”

“Even if I didn’t!” he firmly cut in. “I can’t stay.”

A shocking intensity shone in his green eyes that silenced her completely.

He sighed, his angry front fading just a little. “I get nightmares,” he admitted. “Bad ones. And unless you want me to wake your parents when I wake up screaming, you’ll let me go.”

Before she even had the thought to stop him, he’d disappeared. And Marinette was left sitting on her bed in shock.

Her kitty had nightmares? And they were that bad.

“Chat Noir,” she muttered under her breath to no one. “What happened to you?”

6. Midnight

When the clock struck midnight, Marinette still could not fall asleep. She partly wondered if Chat had turned back into a pumpkin by now. Hopefully, he had and was at home sleeping after such a rough day.

Too bad she couldn’t sleep.

Frustrated by her inability to drift off into dreamland, she decided to stand out on her balcony for a bit. The rain had almost stopped by now, only a drizzle remaining. She really should go grab a coat or just go inside, but the cool, damp air was just what she needed to clear her head.

Chat Noir. Chat Blanc. What had happened to him? And why wouldn’t he let her help him? And she meant both Ladybug her and Marinette her. He was hurting badly, yet refusing to lean on anyone. Most he did was allow Marinette to care for him a bit, and she supposed it was better than nothing, but she also could guess that she wouldn’t see him again beyond when he returned the clothes to her.

And even then, he might just knock and leave the clothes there without her ever seeing him.

Lastly, there was the issue that her once cuddly kitty now flinched at her touch. Had he taken a beating? Was he hurt? Was he scared? What had happened that made him change so drastically in the course of a day?

It wasn’t long before a set of sirens broke her out of her reverie. First it was one fire truck, then two, then an ambulance followed by a couple police.

And curiosity got the better of Marinette.

She called for her transformation before following the vehicles. She normally didn’t participate in such endeavors, leaving it to the emergency responders to do their normal job, but occasionally, she would help comfort victims or secure a larger scene. At the moment, she just wanted something to take her mind off the raging questions without answers surrounding her cat.

However, as their destination came into view, her gut twisted into countless knots.

The Agreste mansion was on fire. And it wasn’t just a little one.

Adrien.

She remembered him talking about how he was moving out soon, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember if he ever told her the date he was moving. And even if he had, she doubted she could recall today’s date, anyway.

Frantic, she swung close to the building, landing on the fiery window sill of his bedroom before breaking the window in. Smoke billowed out into the night, causing her to choke and sputter. Still, she forced past the pain, blinked away the tears trying to flush the smoke from her eyes, and pushed her way into the building.

“Adrien!” she called out, trying to keep low to the floor. The flames roared up the walls, burning everything in sight and covering everything in a thick, black fog that made it almost impossible to see. “Adrien!” she called out again before pulling out her yo-yo to breathe through, just as she would underwater. She scrambled about the room, smoke burning her eyes and the heat overwhelming her as she checked his couch, his bed, the bathroom, but she couldn’t find him.

Unable to stay in the building any longer, she made her escape, swinging up to a nearby building’s rooftop for a place to land and catch her breath. Her eyes were burning, and even despite her yo-yo, she could still feel the sting in her lungs.

Oh, Tikki was going to give her an earful later.

From where she was kneeling on the nearby rooftop, Ladybug watched the increasing number of emergency responders desperately trying to put out the blazing fire. She watched as firefighters, all suited up and masked, took the brave plunge into the building, but after many excruciatingly long minutes, they emerged with only one body. One that just looked black in the man’s arms.

Please don’t let that be Adrien. Please don’t let that be Adrien. Please don’t let that be him!

She couldn’t stand it any longer. She had to har Adrien’s voice. She had to know he was okay. It was well past midnight by this point, but she was too desperate to care. As fast as she could, she rushed home.

The moment she detransformed, Tikki started her lecture.

“That was wildly dangerous, Marinette,” she warned.

“I know, I know,” Marinette assured, tearing her room apart as she searched for her phone. “But I just had to know.”

Tikki sighed. “I know you know,” she relented. “And I know you would have done that for any of your friends. I only say that because I worry for you.”

Her phone now in hand, she turned back to Tikki with a somewhat relieved smile. “I know you do. Thanks.”

“But please, don’t do that again.”

“Understood.” With that said, Marinette hit the call button next to Adrien’s name. Please pick up. Please pick up!

It went to voicemail. Which caused Marinette’s stomach to tighten so much she could barely get out a voice message.

She tried again, but to no avail. Ice seemed to creep through her veins, causing her to shake so badly she could barely hit the redial button, desperate to try one last time.

And got an answer.

“Adrien!” she cried, already feeling the tears of relief bubbling up. “Thank goodness you’re okay.”

“Sorry for scaring you,” he said. “I saw your messages.”

She felt like she could breathe again as the weight of worry, a weight heavier than she expected, dropped from her shoulders at the sound of his voice. “Yeah. Sorry for calling so late, but I had to know you were okay.”

“You don’t live that close to me, though. Were you close by? If you were, what were you doing out so late?”

“Um…” Marinette minorly panicked when she realized that technically, she should not know at all. The Agreste mansion was close, but not that close. She should be in bed, or maybe she would have been working on a project this late. Instead, she desperately scrambled for a lie. “I… I was up on my balcony getting some fresh air when I saw several emergency vehicles go by, and then went online to see if I could find anything out. And when I learned it was the mansion, I tried to let it go, but I couldn’t and… well… yeah.”

“Oh,” he said, voice taking on a tired edge again. “No, I’m out of the mansion. So don’t worry about it.”

“Okay,” she said, sighing with relief and feeling a wave of exhaustion slam into her. “Sorry for calling so late. I should have just let it go.”

“Don’t be,” he said. “It just meant you cared.”

“Of course, I do. You’re one of my closest friends, Adrien.”

He hummed. “Thank you, Marinette.” His voice was warm, now. Enough to make Marinette’s heart melt and remind her once again just why she fell for him all those years ago. “You don’t know how much that means to me.”

“I think I get the idea,” she said. “If the last…what, six years now? are any indication.”

He chuckled. “I guess so.”

As much as she would have loved to keep talking, she knew it was late and she could feel her body aching. “Hey, sorry if I woke you up. I’ll let you get back to sleep now.”

“Well, this time, you didn’t,” he dismissed. “But even if you did, I wouldn’t have minded at all.”

“Good to know,” she hummed, laying down on her bed, smile on her face. “Good night, Adrien.”

“Good night, Marinette. And thanks again, for everything.”

#miraculous ladybug #marichat #marichatmay2021 #chat blanc #More pain #Adrinette #How'd that pairing sneak in here?

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littlestarofthewest · 3 years

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Ok but some rough sex / aftercare headcanons? Arthur or John x reader? 🥺👉👈

I love your writing sm 😭

Thank you, dear! ❤ I rarely do HCs since I feel like I suck at them, but these are my boys and I'm in a mood, so I gave it a try (and did them both 😏).

ARTHUR

You and Arthur didn't even know you liked it rough until you accidentally overdid it one day. You didn't mean to get Arthur going like that, but you kept teasing him until he held you down and really went to town on you.

He feels a little bad about it later, so you talk it through. Arthur totally needs rules, but once you've got those down - Jesus fucking Christ.

It's almost too easy to get Arthur in the mood, the more often you do it, the more you know what sets him off.

Arthur totally likes to set a scene and work you to the bone. Begging is good, following orders is good, being a brat is even better. He'll get you to behave in the end.

Arthur's also meticulous. He keeps testing you, again and again until he finds your sweet spot. He's never cruel, but he goes just a tiny bit over the line of what you think you can handle. He gets it right all the time.

He goes for some toys sometimes, just to give it a try, but usually a nice set of cuffs or a rope are enough for him. He likes to work with his hands.

Arthur likes to get as much as he gives. He's a big guy after all, so he's totally fine with you going hard whenever you like.

As much as Arthur likes to work you over, he's just as obsessed with aftercare. Bubble bath, favorite food/drink, cuddly blanket, a good movie, he's got it all at the ready. He'll give you a freaking massage if you ask for it, and he's only satisfied once you sleep safe and sound in his arms.

Bonus: Arthur's allowed to work you over, but nobody else. Very protective. Much love. You're his and everybody knows it.

JOHN

You knew you were going to have rough sex the second you met John, after all, how can you not?

Angry sex is your go to. You fight, you fuck it out, you make up, and you fight again.

Sometimes you feel like John likes to get you angry, just so you can bang it out.

Where you are doesn't matter. John wants to get it on and you go, whenever, wherever. Side ally, back of a car, changing room. Public indecency is a turn on, not a no go.

Sometimes you don't know who's louder, you or him, doesn't matter. There's also lots of swearing involved.

The first thing you ever talked about with John are safe words because you need them!

John uses everything! You have to try it at least once, how else would you know if you like it? Totally the guy to have a sex dungeon, if only he'd be more organized. If he can't find a paddle, he uses his hands just as well.

At some point you HAVE TO go shopping. Some clothes you can fix, but most of them don't survive. Once John gets to it, buttons fly and fabric rips.

You might end up in an ER with a weird explanation. John doesn't care. It's been a while since he got off that good.

If you're apart for a while you can be sure that John will jump you like an animal. He sure got the stamina for it. He's also a lot stronger than he looks.

John might not be well organized, but you can barely speak a wish and he already fulfills it. Will absolutely drive for hours to get you your favorite treat.

He'd never admit it but that man is a cuddler. Will wrap around you like a bony blanket. If it wasn't so messy, he just might lick you clean like a cat.

Totally scrubs your back or washes your hair.

Somewhere in the depth of a drawer he will find the stump of a candle with your favorite scent. The effort alone makes you feel loved and cared for.

Bonus: John would totally get your name or picture tattooed. The pain is a turn on as well. Absolutely loyal and ready to punch anybody who just looks at you funny.

Arthur AND John (a little extra for myself)

What can you do? You like them both. Is it so bad if you can't pick?

If only they would stop fighting over you. Although… You have to admit it's somewhat of a turn on. At times, they're ready to throw hands.

So what if you edge them on a little. You maybe should have guessed that they would pay you back.

You do have a safeword… you just never use it.

Spitroasting, double penetration, getting passed back and forth, edging until you're in tears… others just hear about that stuff, you get it all the time.

It's definitely worth it. So what if you're a weird bunch, you regret nothing once you're in the middle of that sandwich, both rough and soft.

They always get you little thoughtful gifts, leave you notes, and make it all about you. They shower you with praise and fight over who gets to make you breakfast or join you in the shower.

You're spoiled and you know it.

Bonus: Get hit on by an asshole? "Sorry, my boyfriendS don't want me to talk to you. They're big and bad and they like it rough."

#arthur morgan x reader #john marston x reader #rdr2 hcs #nsft #fulfilled requests #my writing

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evilscheme · 3 years

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hii do u have any headcanons for majima. they can be about literally anything btw

I hope you're ready to read! I have lots to say about my favorite guy

from what I've seen, most people picture him as a guy who's not big on romance or sappy love. however I think the opposite. I think even if he's not aware of it, a lover who treats him gently and tenderly would make him melt. I don't think he's had many times in his life where someone's treated him with soft gentle love and he's had the opportunity to really enjoy it without fear of them getting hurt from being around him.

I like to think he'd love spoiling someone he loves but he'd go crazy in love if the other person spoiled HIM instead. hearts would be floating around his head. if you treated him to a big homemade dinner with nice wine and candles and told him you love pampering him, that would be the only time he'd truly be at a loss for words. his mind would turn to goo. he'd be head over heels.

it's already mentioned in the games that he's secretly very sentimental so I think once you have that kind of close bond with him, he'd trust you with everything. all his happy memories, his pain, his loss, his fears, his regrets, and his hopes. things he'd never disclose to anyone he considered less than having a lifetime bond with. it's just hard for him to let himself be that level of vulnerable with someone for the first time.

as for other things... I think he LOVES flashy outfits. but why wouldn't he, considering his daily outfit. anyway this ties particularly into his relationship with my oc so I won't go into that too much haha 🦍 but I'm just saying if you wore some equally eye-catching clothes as him, he'd be very drawn to you. maybe even want to compete with you.

he actually dresses very normally and comfortably on days he's just hanging out at home. which is rare because he gets lonely easily.

I think he has a secret sweet tooth. it's already established that he likes fast food but I think it would extend to other "junk food" as well. it's just too easy to picture him ordering a piece of cake at a bakery after a tiring day and his mood improving greatly.

I think he covers his face in sunscreen every day so he doesn't get a tan line around his eyepatch.

he's very smart but he doesn't always remember how to write every kanji when he's writing by hand. he prefers typing.

both when typing and writing, he prefers to avoid using hiragana and opts for katakana as much as he can get away with because he thinks it looks cooler.

he grew up poor his whole childhood and still holds onto the ideals he held before his yakuza success got him super cash. there's seriously just so many instances in the games that points me toward this conclusion that I refuse to ever believe this isn't a fact.

he loves to sing without just being funny about it, but he's a little shy about it so it's easier to just goof off to avoid embarrassing himself

he keeps his nails painted under his gloves. if not with color, at least a clear coat.

he uses lotion and moisturizer every night before bed.

he wishes he had more friends. he loves the people he does have in his life, but he feels like something is missing.

he wants to be a father badly but has thought for decades that it's a hopeless desire for him. to quell his heart, he acts extra kind to every child he comes across. tossing back baseballs with a smile, complimenting their backpacks, buying treats to cheer up kids who look sad.

he acts like he's a dog person, but he's really more of a cat person. he likes dogs too though.

he wants to be in a music video. it's a secret dream he's held onto for years.

his music taste is a mix of everything he can get his hands on. he likes fun poppy cheery music just as much as he likes dad rock and metal. he goes to music stores regularly to look for albums that look interesting. he has a big shelf at home that houses his collection. he likes SMAP

he wants to travel overseas, but he's never tried it because of how unpredictable the clan's situation can be

he actually remembers a decent little portion of the English he learned in school and tries as much as he can to help any travelers who can't speak Japanese

he loves bath products. he has multiple scents of bubble bath on hand at home always. he has a rubber duckie with an eyepatch also.

after the events of yakuza 5 he finally sought out some therapy to work through some of his deep-rooted trauma. he's glad he did. nishida and saejima are the only ones who know about it.

in his newfound retirement, he starts creating art. paintings, little clay sculptures, building random things to put in his home. it brings him a lot of joy and keeps him feeling busy. it's good for him

OKAY that's enough for now. if you read all this you are my hero. I love you I hope you enjoyed these

#anonymous #asks #majima

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emeraldbabygirl · 3 years

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N.Flying reaction to you being on your moon

So I decided to write a thing. I’m not sure if this is a reaction but I know it’s not a headcannon..at least I don’t think it is. And I wanna start with this one and from here on out write the titles at the top and fix any previous works that are framed like this so it looks better? I’m still trying to figure out how I want my layouts to look like. Btw for some reason tumblr is whack and it’s not showing me any gifs of N.Flying except for like five and they’re all recent from the Moonshot mv and it’s not what I’m looking for. It’s been happening with me a lot not whenever I search for a gif it only spits up a few and they are recent like everything else got deleted? Idk it could be a bug on my end or just tumblr doing its stupid thing so this reaction unfortunately won’t have gifs :( I’m sorry

Seunghyub: Seunghyub was a man that would come running to you at the drop of a hat. He was very gentle and understanding with you while you were on your moon and he loved showering you with cuddles and kisses in hopes it would cheer you up cause he knew how moody you could get. You came home from work and not meaning to sound like a bitch you grumbled at his friendly greeting. Seunghyub was too smart to frown as he knew you couldn’t help it. He followed you down the hall entering you room and then the bathroom to draw you a nice bubble bath. He figured the light might be to harsh if you had a headache so he lit a couple candles around and found you in your room attempting to crawl into bed with your work clothes still on. “Darling come here I drew you a nice bubble bath.” He said pulling you out of bed. You grumbled and attempted to fight him like a cat afraid of water. “Come on now you don’t want to sleep in your clothes. You’ll feel better after a bath huh?” You huffed in defeat as Seunghyub led you into the bathroom. Helping you with your clothes he held your hand as you stepped in the warm water. You immediately sighed and began relaxing. Seunghyub let you close your eyes as he gently washed your hair and scrubbed your back. “Thank you for this Seunghyub really. And the candles are cute.” You smiled warmly at him. Seunghyub hands are covered in bubbles but he still cups the side of your face to kiss you. “Anytime Darling.”

Chahun: For the most part you were calm as far as mood on your period but your cravings for random foods and your appetite always increased. Chahun has picked you up from work and you were passing every fast food place and restaurant in the universe. Well that’s what it felt like. “Hunnnnn I want fried chicken..or a hamburger. Look there’s a sushi restaurant right there let’s get something to eat pleaseeee” you whined pressing your face against the window. “It’s late love, we’re going home. I’ll fix you something then okay?” Chahun said. You appreciated and loved Chahun cooking for you but you wanted greasy food right now and you felt bad about him always cooking despite you knowing full well how to. “Chahun..don’t you think you cook too often for me? I mean..wouldn’t you like a break? Besides I really want to go out.” The rest of the ride was silent. You sat at the table in sweats and watched Chahun shuffle around the kitchen. You loved watching him cook you just felt bad that he was always doing it and even when you weren’t hungry he still insisted. You felt even worse when you were on your period. Chahun finished up and plated food for both of you landing a kiss on the top of your head before placing your food in front of you. “I know you want fast food and I know you think I cook to much for you but I think home cooked meals are better on your tummy, especially during your lady time. Also you are my girlfriend and I enjoy cooking for you as a sign of love. Now eat up and then we can do whatever you want for the rest of the evening.” You smiled taking a bite of food. Chahun was too sweet.

Jaehyun: Jaehyun always did his absolute best to cheer you up whenever you were having your monthly and most of the time he could get a smile out of you. Tonight though you were laying on the couch in tears from the cramps you were having and Jaehyun couldn’t seem to cheer you up. He tried jokes, dancing goofy, breaking one of his sticks on purpose but nothing was working, you were in too much pain. Jaehyun kneeled in front of you moving your hair away from your face so he could wipe the tears that were falling. “Sweetie I’m sorry you’re so much pain..is there anything I can do?” Jaehyun was sad seeing you like this. “Rip out my uterus please” you said. This sent Jaehyun into a laughing fit. The sudden outburst from him and seeing him roll around on the floor from how silly you were being put a small smile on your face but that went away when you got a cramp the felt like you got kicked really hard in the stomach. Jaehyun settled down and noticed your silent suffering. “Hey, let’s lay down on the bed it’s probably more comfy. I can make you some tea and..” Jaehyun stopped talking. You probably didn’t feel like getting up. Jaehyun decided to just sit with you and comfort you as best he good. He heated up a hot pack and placed it on next to your side. Running his hand through your hair helped you relax a little and the hot pack slowly started to help with the cramps. Jaehyun covered you up with a blanket as you drifted off to sleep and quietly cleaned up the living room.

Hweseung: Hweseung was use to how moody you were. He comforted you whenever you cried wheather it was cramps or you got sad, he bought you your comfort foods when you were hungry and cranky and he even put up with your random laughing fits. He knew how your emotions could get on your time of the month but he was confused this month as you kept initiating sex. You weren’t normally like this and poor Hweseung didn’t know how to go about it. “Fuck me Hweseungggg” you blurted out while you to were on the couch watching tv. Hwesung was so surprised he nearly spit out his tea. “W-what?” Hweseung said after catching his breath. Did he hear you right? “Come on I’m hornyyyy” you whined starting to attack his neck with your lips. “Babe, do you really feel like having sex right now? It’s messy and you might hurt more. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable..also you don’t want to get pregnant now do you?” Hweseung was very aware of the ovulation cycle and knew that today would be the best time to have sex if you were looking to make mini yous. “Yesss let’s make lots of babies please Hweseung. Fuck me I’ll feel better.” You said against his neck. Hweseung sat as you cuddled and crawled all over him. Hweseung himself wasn’t fond of the idea of period sex at all. He definitely thought it was a bad idea while you were menstruating but he didn’t want to upset you. After contemplating for awhile and going over the possibilities of you actually getting pregnant he decided he would go through with it. But he took to long as he could hear your light snoring as you must’ve conked out from exhaustion. Hweseung sighed in relief seeing you out with your head on his lap. You looked like a cat, it made Hweseung smile. He repositioned your head in a more comfy direction and rubbed your lower back while he continued to watch tv. He chuckled to himself at the thought of you falling asleep during sex. You were just too tired and you needed your sleep.

Dongsung: Dongsung was really good to you around your time of the month. He would give you hot packs if you were having cramps, cook for you or order anything you wanted, draw you baths or set clothes out for you after a shower. He would tend to your every need and you were thankful but he was always running around too much. “Dongsung,” you said coming out of your room after changing from your work clothes. Dongsung practically rushed to your feet with a concerned look. He was always so adorable it made you sad that he felt he had to tend to your every need. “Is everything okay babe?” He asked worry in his voice. You sighed. “Can we just watch a movie tonight. You always work so hard to help me and I just want you to stop and relax. Can we just have an easy night tonight? Please?” Dongsung nodded quietly and grabbed your hand and you both walked to the living room. “Can I still make popcorn though?” You smiled out how perfectly silly he was. “Yes of course, but hurry up please I wanna cuddle.”

I did Hweseung’s last so sorry if it’s kind of crappy towards the end. It took me two hours to finish this cause I was distracted from vibing to N.Flying lmao. Anyway I wanted to make this cause I’m in my N.Flying feels again and I just thought this would be a nice lil thingy. (Also side note I feel like Hweseung would be really sweet and neat during sex in general and even more so if it was period sex even though period sex is gross and messy but I just wanted to add all the aspects and things around your moon time)

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