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lilhwahwa · 3 months

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ATEEZ Reaction: You can't fall asleep (Yungi. ver)

★|•°∵ Scenario: Your boyfriend reacts to you not being able to fall asleep.

★|•°∵ Idolbf!yungi x nonidol!reader

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Yunho

Yunho made sure to spend well deserved time together this holiday season by inviting you over to the dorms. Most members had gone home to visit their families and he had the big apartment to himself. He prepared a cozy atmosphere by cleaning, preparing food and activities (you both just ended up eating junk food on the couch and watching a movie). After Yunho noticed you getting sleepy, he suggested going to bed and you agreed. Although you wished to stay up just a little later your body was drained from working and his bed was inviting you in with its fluffy blanket. Yunho asked if it would be okay for him to join Yeosang for a game and since you thought you'd fall asleep anyway, you agreed. Besides, watching him play was always entertaining.

After the initial twenty minutes you expected it would take you to fall asleep, you open your eyes with a sigh and began scanning small details on the ceiling of Yunho's room. The keyboard buttons moved quickly as Yunho's long fingers skilfully worked his character around. You sigh again and twist onto your side in frustration, hoping to find the exhaustion you felt just a while ago. Your mind couldn't formulate thoughts and begged you for sleep but your body just didn't comply.

Yunho had headphones on so you assumed he wouldn't hear you huffing and turning. You hug the blanket closer to your body and try to focus on a scenario playing in your head only to not get anywhere. Once a scenario made it to your head, it was replaced by the fact that you can't sleep and it'd go in loops, sabotaging itself.

You gasp from surprise when you feel a hand slide over your side and wrap around your torso. You look up to see Yunho hovering above you.

"Baby, am I being too loud?" He asked with a small pout, looking for an answer as he scans the frustation in your tired eyes. His fingers draw small circles on your tummy and you suddenly feel relaxed. Is his touch all it takes?

"No, I just thought I could sleep but I- it's just not coming to me" you sigh just as a yawn leaves you.

"Then..." he thinks before swiftly leaving your side without another word. You plop yourself up on your elbows to watch as he shuts his computer off and you immediately want to protest. You didn't want him to interrupt his gaming session.

"I know what you will say, I want to sleep now" Yunho cuts you thoughts short before you can protest. He slides into bed behind you and immediately stretches his long arms out to pull you closer into his body. You turn to face him and bury your nose in his shirt.

"You could've kept playing" you grumbled

"But I'd rather lay with you" he chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to your temple. "Especially since you can't even seem to sleep without me" he adds teasingly knowing you'd roll your eyes if they were open. He finds your noises of protest adorable and shifts deeper into his pillow to get comfortable.

"Good night baby"

Mingi

You got it, really. It wasn't your first rodeo.

Mingi was a hard worker, perfectionist in anything he did and being in a group only seemed to push that side of him out more. He wanted to make sure everything was prepared on time and to high standard, which was one of the things you admired about him.

You also admired it when all of his attention was on you. How he'd look at you with shining eyes as if you carried the universe on your shoulders. How his plump lips would shyly but surely pepper kisses over you face. Or how his voice would soothe you as he praised you every other sentence. Which unfortunately, was not on your agenda today.

It was kind of inevitable and you truly understand that he was tired. Him agreeing to watch a movie together even efter finishing tour rehearsals was a generous gesture. Even though exhausted, he invited you to the dorms (after convincing the other grumpy and tired members) to spend at least some time together. You were grateful for the initiative, but couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed when not even twenty minutes into the movie, snores escaped his slightly parted, plump lips. His arms that had been holding onto you, were now limp over your body.

Although the warmth of his body behind you on the living room couch was comforting, it was not enough to save the fact that the couch was hard and small. You weren't completely covered with a blanket and the weather had not shown mercy lately. Mingi's limp body also didn't allow you to turn at all so now you were stuck against him, back to chest as he snores. You shiver at the cool air in the room and try to focus on the movie still playing. Maybe the boring contents would make you fall asleep quicker.

You knew that him dozing off so easily like this truly meant he was exhausted and waking him up felt almost blasphemous. You felt shame in bothering a person so tired and so willing to still be with you.

"Can't sleep`?" you snap away from your thoughts as you barely catch the raspy voice mumbling in your ear. "You keep moving" Mingi yawns and lifts his limbs off you to allow your body to finally turn to face him. With an apologetic look on your face you turn, barely able to keep in a sound of endearment as you watch your sleepy boyfriend fighting to open his eyes to check on you.

"Sorry, baby" you whisper and reach out to stroke his flushed cheek, hoping he'd just go back to sleep because you'd feel horrible if he didn't. Mingi reached behind him to the back of the couch where a blanket had been folded over it and lazily unwraps the material to throw it over your bodies.

"Com'ere" he sighs and adjusts for you to lay your head on his chest, holding you safely and securely on the small space of the couch. "Need to make sure you get your beauty sleep" he mumbles and squeezes your body one last time before seemingly slipping off to sleep again, unable to fight it back this time. You smile to yourself and nuzzle closer to him, more comfortable and warm. His breathing calms you as you finally drift off.

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wolken-himmel · 1 year

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In which Jade and Floyd drag (Y/n) to the Octavinelle dorm in the middle of the night. Why? Azul is suffering from an especially bad nightmare.

Upon waking up, the prefect is there to comfort him.

Request by @yourlovelyyves.

"Good evening, (Y/n)."

A velvety voice eased you out of your peaceful slumber, much to your utter dismay. The night had been silent and void of any disturbances prior. Without much effort, you swatted away at the hand that latched into your arm. The assailant remained persistent however, which drew an annoyed grumble from your lips.

"Hm... go back to sleep, Grim," you muttered under your breath. Even after you had rolled onto your other side, the fingers wouldn't cease poking your side.

A disgruntled sigh escaped your lips, you slowly forced your eyes to flutter open. Your eyelids were as heavy as lead and puffy with sleepiness. Yet, all that drowsiness vanished as soon as your eyes met a bright pair of heterochromatic ones.

"Peek-a-boo! It's me! Floyd." A large grin was etched onto his face.

By then, your eyes were as wide as saucers and threatened to fall out of their sockets. Miraculously, you managed to keep the beginnings of a scream in the back of your throat. Adrenaline rushed through your veins. How could it not? Two large shadows loomed over your bed, only the outlines of their sharp features lit by the moon light.

Unmistakably, these shadows were Floyd and Jade.

"Uh... what are you two doing here?" you asked and rubbed your eyes awkwardly. "It's like... 3 AM right now."

"It's a long story," Jade began. Without any regard for your comfort whatsoever, he deftly snatched the blanket off your body. "We shall explain on the way."

A shriek escaped your lips. Without wasting any time, your drowsy limbs tried to regain possession of your blanket. But, with his height and long arms, you failed miserably. His brother merely laughed at your feeble attempt and uncoordinated struggling. "Can't it wait until tomorrow?" you grumbled under your breath. The last weaves of warmth fled you by now. "I really need my sleep..."

Floyd clicked his tongue playfully. "I get it, shrimpies need their beauty sleep. We respect that, but we also kinda don't. And this is an emergency, anyway." Without allowing you to answer, he extended his hands and tried to grab you. "So c'mere, Shrimpy." A silly chuckle escaped his lips while he moved in on you.

"Let go of me!" you wailed when he wrapped his arms around you. Without breaking a sweat, he hauled you into the air and threw you over his shoulder. "I need my sleep!"

Floyd rolled his eyes at your antics. "I need my sleep, too. It's a win-win if you just come with us!"

In a split second, you were by the door of your bedroom. A panicked flash adorning your face, you screamed out, "Grim, help! Grim—" Outside, even the crows nestled in their trees perked up and escaped into the distance.

However, your cat friend merely rolled onto his other side. His paws greedily grabbed the blanket all for himself. "Go back to sleep, (Y/n)..." he mumbled and hid his ears beneath the thin pillow.

You clicked your tongue in disappointment. By then, the exhaustion was starting to settle in: all the screaming was draining your small energy reservoir incredibly quickly. "Great..." you grumbled under your breath. Once you had exited the Ramshackle dorm, your tired body went limp in defeat.

Jade simply sighed after a while. "It's because of Azul."

Jade chuckled but shook his head. "No, not really. He somehow is having a lot of nightmares lately. Sadly, his yelling impacts our ability to sleep, as well."

You perked up at his words, and your eyes lit up in worry. "You could have told me earlier instead of dragging me out of my bed without any explanation." Although you pursed your lips, you eventually decided to let it go. A soft sigh escaping your lips, you continued, "So, what's wrong with Azul? Don't tell me he fell asleep at his desk again..."

A yawn escaped his brother's lips. "I get all cranky if I don't get my sleep..." Floyd complained under his breath.

"And what am I supposed to do?"

"Well, we're bringing you with us because he always calls out to you during his nightmares," Jade explained after the three of you had passed through the mirror to arrive at the Octavinelle dorm. "Sometimes it's 'Floyd, don't eat me!' but mostly it's your name, prefect."

Floyd hummed along while you entered the dorm building. "So, we did the only reasonable and logical thing: drag you out of your bed and carry you all the way to our dorm," he chimed proudly. How he managed to procure the strength to carry you despite his tiredness, you would never understand. He dragged you up a winding pair of stairs until you three arrived in front of one particular door.

When you were finally set down again, you let out a satisfied breath. Your tired limbs regained a little bit of life as you stretched and popped your joints back into place. "I'm not sure if I can help him, but I'll try..." you said after a while. The twins eagerly opened the door for you and ushered you inside.

"Work your magic, Shrimpy!"

When light flooded the room, your eyes immediately fell on the figure in the grand bed — none other than Azul. He was thrashing and whimpering. The sight caused your heart to sink in worry. Your feet moved on their own, and you quickly found yourself by his bed side.

"Azul? Whats wrong?" you asked and put his hand on his shoulder.

Your voice seemed to have a soothing effect on him, but he nonetheless continued to roll around in discomfort. "Hm... Floyd, get away from me..." he cried out and hid his head beneath his pillow in what seemed like fear. "Don't eat me..."

You wanted to laugh, you really did — but doing so would have been insensitive. Whatever nightmare he was having, it must have been really bad. His entire body was shaking beneath the blanket.

"Azul? Come on, wake up..." you whispered and squeezed his shoulder softly. "It's me, (Y/n)."

That somehow did the trick. At once, he bolted up until his back was as straight as a candle. His eyes were ripped wide open, and his shoulders heaved up and down. "Please, Floyd, I'm just an innocent octopus! Stop nibbling at my tentacles!" he yelled and clutched his pillow tightly.

"Azul!" You grabbed his shoulders in an attempt to pull him back to reality.

His wide eyes returned to their normal size as soon as he noticed your presence. Much to your relief, his body stopped shaking. The fear on his face was now replaced by utter confusion. "Hm? Wait, what are you doing in my room, prefect?" the dorm leader asked awkwardly.

The corners of your lips quirked upwards into an amused smile. "Floyd and Jade brought me here because you were having reoccurring nightmares," you explained while rubbing soothing circles onto his back.

"Tsk, you missed all the good parts," Floyd exclaimed and began cackling. "Azul was fussing about you before he switched to bad-mouthing me. What did he blabber? Stuff like 'Oh, oh! (Y/n), I like you so much!' Right, Jade?"

"I don't seem to recall, brother dearest." An innocent grin graced Jade's lips.

You returned your attention to Azul, whose face was as red as a beet by now. His eyes never met yours. "Well, since you seem pretty fine..." you said between coughs, "I should return to my dorm."

"Thanks for checking up on me..." Azul muttered quietly. "It must have been a long way to the Octavinelle dorm."

Just as you were about to tell him how the twins had dragged you all the way to his room, you noticed their pressing glares. Your instincts told you that perhaps it was better to not tell him all the details. And you had to admit, the grateful smile on his lips somehow made your heart flutter.

"Yeah..." you said and rose to your feet. "No problem."

"Isn't Shrimpy the nicest?" Floyd asked and slung his arm around your shoulder. "Also, Azul! You got my taste buds all wrong. I'd prefer shrimp over octopus every day."

A shiver ran down your spine. "Stop it, before I get nightmares too..."

"You should lock your doors," Jade chirped. "His appetite can be insatiable at times."

You didn't think that Azul's cheeks could have turned even more red. But at this point, he was as red as Riddle's hair. And you swore he looked like he was about to explode. A long sigh escaped his lips, and he buried his face in his hands. The embarrassment he exuded was almost tangible.

"(Y/n), I must apologise for their bad humour and the inconvenience..."

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kzuhasgf · 10 months

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late night worries

pairing — huh yunjin x 6th member!reader

it's late, and yunjin finds her way onto your bed. you soothe her worries.

tags — gn!reader (ethnicity friendly), idol!au, genre — fluff, hurt/comfort, romance word count — 1,574

notes — I couldn't sleep tonight, so I made this instead. reader is the same age as yunjin

busy schedules, busy dates. it's common for idols to have their days, weeks, and months booked and planned out, so it wasn't practice for you to maximize and make the most out of your free time.

you and the girls have been extremely busy, which has become even more exhausting in recent weeks as you prepare for your "Flame Rises" tour, which will take you and the girls to different parts of asia.

nothing could keep you and your bandmates from giving it your all and making your first tour as successful as possible. you didn't want to, but you have overworked yourself here and there, but not to the point where it seriously affected you.

hours of long practice later, you and the girls walked back into your dorm, eunchae's eyes drooping from how drained she was. sakura used the little energy she had left to reheat some homemade food she had made days prior, hoping everyone could still eat a meal before heading to bed.

after having a quiet dinner, you all sleepily waved to each other, "goodnight," retreating to your rooms after washing up and relaxing. everyone seemed to fall asleep once they climbed into their beds, but you and yunjin had other plans.

you had no idea she was even awake. you were still up because you enjoyed having skincare routines and dressing in your comfiest clothes before going to bed, but also because you wanted to pamper yourself before another day of exhaustion began.

you patted your cheeks and lightly washed your hands after you applied moisturizer to your face. you went through your closet, taking out your favorite pajamas and hoodie (unsurprisingly yunjin's), putting them on before stretching and plopping onto your bed.

you breathed a long sigh and curled up in your blanket, falling asleep, your eyes tired from being open for so long.

it had been at least thirty minutes, and you were still dozing off. you drifted to sleep, then slowly opened your eyes again, repeating the process. some things kept you awake at night for you to be this way, but it happens to everyone, so it was okay.

your lover seemed to be going through the same thing.

yunjin couldn't help but sit up from her sheets after an hour of tossing and turning, unable to sleep due to the worries that knawed at the back of her mind. she walked through the hallway, footsteps light, before stopping at your door and turning the knob.

she peeked her head in, noticing you left your night light on, and she smiled and adored you, eyes softening, before quietly stepping in and closing the door.

you heard someone enter during your light sleep, and you raised your head, not processing anything, until you saw your girlfriend kneeling beside you, looking adorably yet unusually lost.

"baby? what are you doing here?" You slurred.

"y/n," she fidgets with her fingers.

"oh, can't sleep? c'mere."

with a sleepy smile, you welcomed her, and she gladly crawled under the covers and into your loving arms.

she laid her head on your chest, and you ran a hand through her hair, humming and kissing the crown of her head.

"what's wrong, baby?"

yunjin felt hesitant.

"I'm... scared. and nervous." you hummed again, remaining silent so she could speak.

"I've never been so tense before. the last time I felt like this was when the rankings were announced during produce 48,"

hearing that made your head perk up. albeit sleepy, you still cared about your girlfriend and her well-being, so you tried your best to stay awake despite everything in your body telling you to shut down.

yunjin, your lover who knows you so well, noticed your eyes closing repeatedly and thought you were so cute that she smiled and took a second before kissing your lips.

"you don't have to stay awake, my love. I just need someone to listen."

you nodded at her and closed your eyes, listening to her open about her problems quietly.

"I'm scared for our tour because it's the first time we've ever had one, and it's also my first time experiencing one. sakura and chaewon unnie have done this before, so they might not relate to me. for kazuha and eunchae, I've found it difficult to talk about how I feel because I don't want to burden them."

"they're much newer to the industry than I am, and sometimes, it makes me think that I shouldn't feel this way."

hearing her concerns and what they were about made your ears perk up a little. because you knew yunjin, and hearing her this distressed jolted you awake to some extent.

she always looked forward to performing, and she always looked happiest when she was on stage. you knew this well, so her nervous and unsure demeanor made you slightly concerned.

"continue, baby."

"and sometimes I don't know what to do. you're the only person I want to turn to because I know you understand me, and you'd never judge me because you love me for who I am."

"you... love me."

"I love you, jennifer." you nodded in agreement.

"it's so difficult now that everything's sinking in. are we really going on tour in two weeks? am I even prepared for it? what if I don't satisfy the fans well enough, and what if they don't like our performances?"

"all our practices have also been so exhausting. and I'm so, so tired."

"but I have to fight through. I have to because I'm not the only one going through this. the other girls are doing this, you're doing this, and just because I'm feeling a little worse than the rest of us, does that really mean I have a say in... anything?"

you shook your head, not liking her words one single bit.

"baby, enough. you're just feeling sorry for yourself now. don't invalidate your feelings like that."

"I-" she paused, pressing her face closer to your chest, then quietly said, "I'm sorry, my love..."

you sighed and furrowed your brows, apologizing for being too direct. yunjin meant the world to you, and you both knew she valued herself more than this. everything that was going on was wearing her out and her emotions.

"you can tell me anything, baby. and you know what? I'm so glad you did."

"because I am here to tell you that you really are the greatest person I've ever met. whether you're on stage, doing random dances in the practice room, chopping fruits in the kitchen, strumming on your guitar, writing songs, or lying in this bed with me,"

"nothing will ever change my mind. you are the greatest, and everyone around you thinks the same."

"you've always put yourself and your enjoyment first, so why should it be different this time? just because it's our first tour? this is my first time experiencing this too, and even though I'm also tired from all the work we've been doing, it will all pay off in the end, trust me."

"we get to see all of our fans, who are so eager to cheer, support, and watch us strengthen our bond as a group. I'm worried about making mistakes, but instead of viewing it as something to bother me, I try to look past it and be positive about it."

"I'm also looking forward to the time we'll be spending together and the hardships we go through during it."

"and, most importantly, we should not forget that you are the huh yunjin. that is who you are. you have millions tripping over for you, baby. I am actually so lucky to have you. you always look and do your best when you're having fun, so when the time comes that we have to perform, try to look on the bright side of things and enjoy, okay?"

"you. are. amazing. I love you." you repeatedly poked her nose.

yunjin was rendered speechless. she had no words to say... and didn't even realize she was crying until you put your hands on her face and wiped her tears away. streaming down her cheeks, she exhaled before closing her eyes and resting her face in the crook of your neck.

you gently patted and stroked her back, humming one of the songs she made for you in return.

"It's okay, baby, I'm here."

she quietly sobbed, wrapping her arms around your neck, sniffling, and wetting your (her) hoodie with the emotions she'd been holding in for so long.

"I, I-"

"shh, it's okay, baby. breathe."

she began hyperventilating, all her worries crashing down on her, clouding her thoughts. but eventually, it faded, and you did nothing but the best of your ability to comfort her and help her calm down. she thanked you profusely, wondering how she had met someone like you in this lifetime and how happy she was to be your lover.

"and, one last thing. jen?"

"mhm?"

"you will never be a burden to us, okay?"

she just smiled and nodded through her tears, hugging you again tightly. "okay." she whispered and closed her eyes.

you had no idea how you ended up together and how your paths intertwined, but you didn't want it any other way.

actually, you would want it in any other way. as long as it was with her.

and as long as you could do this, you would always want it, time and time again.

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ending notes — OH MY GOD I'M A GENIUS I'm an actual genius

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shina913 · 11 months

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Nothing | KSJ

Pairing: KSJ x Fem!Reader

Rating: 🔞M; NSFW

Genre: Established relationship; slice of life; fluff; smut

Warnings: dilf!Seokjin; cussing; fingering; quickie unprotected sex in a committed, monogamous relationship; creampie; soft-fluffy aftercare in the end.

Word count: 956 words

Summary: You can’t get laid while on vacation with your kids…or can you?

A/N: Believe it or not, this started off soft LMAO but...Idk what happened 🤡 Anyway, it's a random "missing Jin hours" night for me. And yayy I finally got to use this photo of Jin 😅 This is also unbeta’d so please excuse any typos or grammatical errors 😬

It was a holiday weekend and your kids were finally out of school. You and Seokjin booked a little staycation to kick off your summer.

You can’t get laid while on vacation with your kids. It was a thought you both knew all too well. Still, you had to commend him for making an effort.

He went all out and booked a junior suite with an actual door that separates the bedroom from the sitting room. Your hotel room also came with a large couch that had a queen-sized sofa bed where the kids could sleep. He hoped that with the resort's family-friendly amenities, the kids would be thoroughly entertained and effectively drained of all their energy so they could sleep early, leaving some much-needed alone time for the both of you.

However, just as the kids were exhausted, you and Seokjin were too tired as well.

The following morning, you check your phone and see that it's just after 6 AM—Seokjin is still fast asleep. You slowly make your way to the door, quietly open it, and discover that both children are also sound asleep. Suddenly, you get an idea.

You smile to yourself, gently close the door, and lock it to ensure that you have some uninterrupted time. Then, you crawl back into bed and nudge Seokjin awake.

He opens his sleepy eyes to find you staring at him, your smile with a hint of mischief.

"Good morning," he mumbles mid-yawn and rubs his eyes.

"Hi. Want to have sex before the kids wake up?" you ask without hesitation.

It takes him a few beats to realize what you’re asking him. "Are you serious?" He frowns.

Your face falls; it wasn't the reaction you expected. "Oh--"

"What do you think?" he asks sarcastically. "When have I ever told you, 'No, I have a headache or my back hurts. It's too hot out or too cold. The kids wore me out today; My mom is sick; Diane is going through a divorce; My foot hurts, my hair hurts,'" he grumbles comically.

Sure, some of it is true, but you can't help but laugh at his ability to find humor in it.

"Baby, I don't need to be seduced. You’re my wife! All you've got to say is 'wanna fuck?'" he says at the end of his tirade.

You look at him pointedly and ask, "Okay, so...wanna fuck?"

He stares at you blankly for a second then rolls his eyes. "Yes, of course!" he says enthusiastically.

You suppress a giggle but fail as you watch him frantically push his boxers down and kicks them off. "Oh-oh…right now, huh?" You burst into laughter at his eagerness and take it as a cue to undress.

He begins to slide under the covers, parting your legs slightly so he could eat you out, but grab his shoulder to stop him.

“We don’t have time for that,” you caution him. “Besides, I’m already wet.”

He smirks playfully, sliding his fingers between your folds to double check. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he pumps his fingers in and out of your entrance, taking a few moments to tease your clit.

“Jiiin…come onnn, please. Before Yuna starts banging on the door.” You could feel it in your bones. Every time you started fooling around at home, thinking your kids were sound asleep in their rooms, they would prove you wrong. Suddenly, you'd hear a little voice on the other side of the door, asking why it was locked. You could swear they had spider-senses or something.

“I just wanted a little taste,” he says before withdrawing his fingers to bring it up to his mouth to lick them clean.

Watching him drag his tongue to lap up your arousal turns you on to the point of no return. “Jin!” You whine, reminding him that you had a very small window of opportunity.

“Okay, okay,” he says gently before shifting his body to slot himself between your legs. “Ready for me?”

You nod and he braces himself. He sees you inhale sharply, and slides his length into your slick heat at the same time. As you exhale, the contact brings a different kind of high that electrifies you to the core.

You rock your hips to meet each thrust from him. Looking into your eyes, he tells you how beautiful you look and the way you're coming apart underneath him makes his cock harder. You pull his neck to bring his mouth down to yours, muffling your moans. He's hitting you exactly where you need him to.

Not a minute later, your back arches off the mattress as he swallows your orgasmic groans. He pounds into you, desperate to chase his own high. He buries his face into your shoulder as he empties himself into you.

You take a few seconds to nuzzle into each other, appreciating these rare but quiet moments where you can reconnect. It's a reminder that even though you have two children that take front and center nearly every waking day, your relationship will always take precedence.

"I don't hear them yet. Want to go get cleaned up first? I can go after you," he offers.

"Yeah," you answer, then give him a quick peck on the lips. You wince a little when he pulls out. You swiftly roll out of bed and dash into the bathroom for a shower.

After cleaning up, he pulls his boxers on and quietly unlocks the door, and leaves it ajar as if nothing happened. Just as he turns around to make the bed, your two children come barreling into the bedroom.

You laugh in the midst of rinsing off as you overhear them on the other side of the bathroom door, demanding breakfast.

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littledollll · 7 months

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hiiiii I love your agere fics with Luci so much and I was wondering if maybe you would be up to writing a fic with caregiver Brienne and little reader (preferably gender neutral with they/them pronouns if that's okay)? I haven't been able to find any on here (*ToT)

I was thinking something like a little night time thing with lots of comfort (and no big hurt please)

Maybe something like these but it's really fine if you don't use them I'd be happy either way really

https://www.tumblr.com/cg-pup/720860299458199552/come-here-sweetie-i-know-youve-been?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/corixal/710834902156935168/nighttime-smallness?source=share

I'm sorry this ask is so long I've never requested anything before and I know you don't really write much these days and it's really okay if this idea isn't something you like or feel comfortable with or really just don't have the inspiration for. If possible could I be 🦦 anon if you do maybe write this? Thank you bye bye

Small space

Brienne of Tarth x little!reader

A/n: I’ll be honest this had me a little stumped for some reason. I wasn’t sure how to try and make sense of it in the GOT universe and then kinda realized I don’t rly have to. Also trying to make all the cgs not act/be the same when I write them.

Warnings: tiniest mention of food (fruits), nothing else.

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When you first introduced your ‘small space’, as you and Brienne decided to call it, you were afraid she was going to believe it was something odd, or weird. Which now that you think back on it, was a little foolish to think of for Brienne of all people.

You tend to do most your regressing at night, which was luckily the perfect time for Brienne to also be home and take care of you.

After a particularly long and exhausting day, you returned home to find out Brienne had actually arrived before you, which was something that happened rarely if ever.

She seemed to have already settled at home, being changed out of her usual armor and into more comfortable clothes.

Deciding to give her a bit of a surprise, you didn’t say anything as you walked into your home and snuck up behind her.

Brienne all the while knew you were coming up behind her. She noticed you the second you arrived home, after all no good knight would be so easy to sneak up on, but she let you have your fun with it regardless.

As you came up behind her, your arms wrapping around her torso. She feigned surprised, you knew, but loved it all the same. “Got you.”

“Sure you did. Come, let me give you a proper hug.” She spoke quietly, a precious smile on her face as she turned around and pulled you in close.

Immediately you melted into her embrace. Apparently it was more needed than you realized. She looked down to see you burying yourself against her, closing your eyes with a big sigh. And her eyes immediately softened.

Her strong arms wrapped ever so gently around you, keeping you warm and close. “little one.. are you tired? do you think we should get you all ready for bed?”

It was like she could read your mind. Instantly, your head shot up to look at her as you nodded quickly, remaining clingy at her side. Brienne always found it adorable when you acted like this. Of course she wasn’t glad you were feeling tired or drained, but as long as she could help it would be all okay.

She made quick work of getting your sleepy self all ready for bed. Firstly helping you change into more comfortable clothes, lending you some of her own, which fit you like a gown. Something you both loved because it made you feel even smaller.

She sighed, remembering one thing and going out of your view for a moment, “just one second, my darling. I’m missing something.” leaving you to worry and pout over her absence. After she took longer than just two minutes to come back, you stubbornly decided to follow after her. You caught her mid-way as she was already on her way back with a small plate of fruits! Your absolute favorites too.

“You don’t have to have them all, but at least a few. Just so you have something in your tummy before sleep.” She offered gently. Her sweet behavior was always quick to convince you. Plus, how could you miss out on your favorites?

You happily nodded and took the plate, with a cheerful, “Thanks you mama!” Making her smile.

Every passing minute Brienne took notice of your sleepy state. How you’d gently rub your eyes even when she constantly insisted you didn’t because it could hurt your eyes, how you seemed zoned out as you watched her scurrying around to get everything ready for bed just perfect so you could rest with ease.

After a few minutes you were all done and even sleepier than before. Brienne was quick to put the plate away and pick you up, bringing you into bed.

“Tough day, wasn’t it, my princess?” She asks softly as she sits on the bed and pulls you into her arms again.

Nodding, you quickly cuddled yourself up as close to her as you possibly could. Feeling completely safe and protected in her arms.

“It’s alright now… I’ve got you, and I’ll make sure my little one sleeps soundly.” She said as her hands gently brushed through your hair, helping you to sleep. It didn’t take long at all, given how tired you already were.

As she watched over you, half her mind was nagging her, maybe she should’ve asked more about your day, rather than letting you just leave it at the fact it was exhausting. On the other hand, maybe it’s a conversation best left for later, when you’re well rested and feeling older.

But every bit of that worry slips as she looks down at your restful self once again. Brienne smiles softly as she sees you so peacefully drifted off to sleep in her arms. She made the right choice.

#🦦 anon #brienne x little!reader #gwendoline christie #got brienne of tarth #brienne of tarth #brienne x reader #brienne of tarth fluff #game of thrones brienne

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muuumipeikko · 1 year

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Washing Matt's hair

Matt Murdock x f reader

Summary: Matt Murdock is tired after a night of beating bad guys up. Her girlfriend is there to help him wash the blood off.

Warnings: Nudity. Suggestive towards the end but nothing major.

A/N: This is my first time publishing anything so be nice. Also English is not my first language so there might be mistakes. Hope you enjoy! <3

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Matt let the hot water run a little before he stepped under the hot steam. The water hit his skin, surrounding him as he listened to the water drops escaping down the drain. All he could smell was the blood he was covered, the blood that was now being washed away by the water, running on the bathroom tile, down the drain.

Matt was exhausted. Every part of his body was aching as the nights had been getting longer and longer, filled with more things to do, more people to save. He was tired. He couldn't remember when was the last time he had slept well. Or slept at all. He had been gone most of the nights and most days he was at the office, so resting was out of the picture.

But more than rest, he craved to be with her.

Before he had stepped in the shower, he stood outside the bedroom door, listening to her soft sleepy breaths. He could pick her familiar scent over the blood. It was calming him down as he could smell her scent mixed with his own. She was wrapped in his sheets, wearing his shirt and Matt couldn't help but smile a little to the thought. He wanted nothing more than to open that door and crawl under the covers with her, pull her close and listen to her steady heart beat.

Matt was pulled back from his thoughts as he heard soft steps outside the bathroom door. His head was pressed against the cold tile as the water ran over his back. She was standing outside the bathroom door, hesitant if she should come in or not. Matt groaned a little, he didn't want to wake her up. She needed her sleep so he tried to be as quiet as he could be but he needed to shower, wash all the dirt and blood away so that probably woke her up.

Her heart beat was steady and she hesitated. Matt heard her sigh before she laid her hand on the door handle, softly opening the door.

''I didn't mean to wake you'', Matt said softly, not even turning his head to face her. He could hear her heart picking up a little, probably due to the amount of blood that was now on the bathroom tiles. She closed the door after herself.

''You didn't. I woke up by myself'', she said softly, looking the dark haired man standing in the shower stall, leaning his head against the wall. Her eyes followed the trail of blood that was running down his body, down the drain.

''Are you okay?'' she asked. Her voice was barely a whisper. She knew he could hear him so there was no need to say it any louder.

''It's not my blood'', he muttered and could hear her swallow a little. It had been a long night and there had been lot of bad guys to beat. Luckily Matt hadn't taken any injuries but he couldn't say the same for the other guys.

''Go back to bed sweetheart'', he said softly. She could sense how tired he was. His legs were barely holding himself up any more and his eyes were closed. The bags under his eyes were dark. He was done.

Matt listened her softly move. Her movements were smooth as she pushed his t-shirt that she was wearing up, lifting it off her arms and dropping it to the floor, next to the pile of his clothes. She stepped out of the panties she was wearing, letting them drop next to the shirt before she reached for the shower stall.

She knew he could hear her but he was too tired to say anything about it. She softly opened the shower door, stepping to the hot humid air, closing the door after herself.

''Are you okay?'' she asked again softly. She could see that there were no new injuries on his body but she knew him well enough. He might not be hurt but that didn't mean he was okay.

Matt sighed, he was listening to her heart beat mixing with the water running down. It was quiet other than that, he blocked everything out. She stood still behind him, watching his shoulders move a little.

''I'm exhausted'', he admitted and she stepped closer to him. ''It's okay to take a break'', she said back and he shook his head. ''I can't. I'm so close to catching Fisk'', he sighed.

She softly reached her hand out, her fingers gracing the skin on his back. He seemed to relax under her touch, leaning against it so she let her other hand ran over his shoulder blades too. Matt let his forehead lift up from the wall, letting the water run over his dark hair.

''You need to rest Matt'', she whispered. Few streaks of blood ran down his back as his hair was being washed by the shower. She reached to the wall, pumping few times of the non sentenced shampoo to her hand. She spread it through her fingers before she lifted her hands to his hair, letting her fingers run over his hair.

She rubbed the shampoo to his head and a sigh escaped Matt's lips. Her fingers softly massages his scalp, washing the dirt and blood off his hair. Her motions were slow, easy. She didn't want to rush her movements.

She let her hands run over his head, down his neck, massaging the knots there and then lowering to his shoulders. Matt relaxed under her touch. Her hands moved back to his hair, lifting his head up a little so she could rinse it under the water. Her touch felt amazing.

''I hate having my head under the water. I lose my hearing and feel unsafe'', he said softly as she stopped rinsing the hair. She froze. Oh no. She had basically pushed his head under the shower stream.

''I'm sorry, I didn't realize-'', she started to stutter. ''No. This feels nice. I feel safe with you'', he said, turning around to face her finally. She looked at his face, trying to find any signs of regret but there weren't any. A small smile was dancing on his handsome tired face.

He wasn't lying. She was his safe place. She made him feel secure. She was always there when he needed her. He didn't deserve her, he didn't deserve the kind of love that she was offering but after everything, she was still here.

She smiled a little. Her hand reached up to push a wet strand of dark hair off his forehead before her hands moved to his shoulders. Matt was listening to her beating heart. It was strong in his ears, surrounded by the water dropping down on them. It was their own world in here, he couldn't hear anything from the outside.

Just her. She was all he needed.

''Good. I feel safe with you too'', she said and saw his smile grow a little. Matt's hands found her waist, pulling her closer. His thumbs were running circles on her soft skin.

''Matt, you do so much for others'', she said, looking at his dark eyes. He let out a soft sigh, leaning his forehead against hers, breathing in her scent.

''You need to rest'', she whispered and he nodded his head a little. ''I know'', he said. She wasn't wrong. He couldn't do nights like these much longer, it was going to end him eventually.

''Come to bed'', she said. Matt let her thumbs rub the skin on her waist. He listened to her steady heart, how it was beating so loudly in her rib cage.

''Can we stay here for a second?'' he whispered and she let out a soft hum. ''In here it's like my own bubble'', he explained. ''I can't hear the outside. I can only hear you'', he said and felt her heart beat quickening.

''We can stay here'', she agreed and he squeezed her sides. Matt smiled. ''Forever?'' he asked, testing his luck. She let out a soft laugh.

''Well maybe not forever, imagine the water bill'', she said and he grinned. He pulled her flush against his body, earning a small yelp from her. He silenced her yelp by capturing her lips for a kiss.

She melted against his lips, leaning against his arms. He kissed her lower lip softly, getting lost in her scent and softness. His nose brushed hers as their lips moved together.

She couldn't help but kiss him back, her hand slowly running over his chest to rest on the back of his neck, making sure he wasn't going to escape anywhere.

He wasn't. He wanted to keep her there, with him, in their own world.

She was the only thing he needed in his life and the only thing worth fighting for. Being Daredevil was exhausting and without her to come home to, he didn't know where he would be right now.

Matt deepened the kiss, his feet backed her up so her back hit the shower wall and she let out a soft gasp as the cold tile hit her back. He kissed her like there was no tomorrow. He needed her to know that she meant more to him than anything else in this world.

She was his everything.

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#matt murdock #matthew murdock #daredevil #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x you #matt murdock drabble #matt murdock fluff #daredevil fluff #daredevil x you #daredevil x reader

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noctumbra · 2 years

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𝒊𝒗. 𝒎𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏

🍂 summary ─ dead on your feet, fear not, you have bucky who’s willing to help you get back on your feet and make sure you’re safe.

🍂 pairing ─ farmer!bucky barnes x reader

🍂 warnings ─ fluff, bucky taking care of youuuuu, small note, a flower bouquet

🍂 a/n ─ i want me a bucky thank u. oh i also want a muffin

You breathed in the freshly brewed coffee smell as you tiredly stepped inside your favorite coffee shop with your tote and laptop bags slung over your shoulders.

When you couldn’t find any empty cabs, you decided to walk, but you didn’t think how tiring it would be to your already exhausted body. You were cursing yourself for wearing pencil skirt and heels today, knowing fully well that you would have some weight to carry around all day. It seemed like a good idea in the morning, but you should have known better to trust your own judgement in the mornings.

You groaned as you placed your bags on the table, breathing out a relieved and pained sound all in one. You rubbed your shoulders, trying to ease the pain, but you knew only a warm bath and hot press would ease the real pain in them. You closed your eyes and rested your forehead against the cool surface of the table.

Your legs were throbbing, your heels were numb at this point, and your stomach was grunting at you to give something to eat for the past two hours. You sighed. If you had even a little bit energy, you’d have already gone up and got yourself a coffee and a sandwich, no, a muffin. You were drained, though, so you opted out from the moving option. You could rest here a bit before you forced yourself to walk over the register.

So, you sighed again but deeply and tried to relax all the muscles in your body. A little break would do you good, you knew that.

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You see, Bucky was lucky when he decided to be a good boy, and lately he had been the best. As a result, the universe was blessing him with the coincidence of coming across to you on his day off every week.

There was this voice that kept telling him to go out, to get coffee and treat himself ever since he woke up that morning. He almost didn’t listen to it, almost chose to stay in and under his thick duvet with his baby, Alpine, but he was so damn grateful that he indeed listened to that voice and went out.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to see you.

No matter how tired, sleepy and dead on your feet you looked, you were so pretty.

Bucky was kind of worried, though.

“May I take your order?” The girl at the register, Wanda, her name tag said, asked him gently. Bucky blinked and took his eyes away from you although he couldn’t help but sneak another glance: You were sitting at a table with your heavy-looking bags scattered on the large surface while your forehead rested on the table. “She overworks, no matter what we tell her, she does.”

Bucky blinked again and looked at Wanda. “She does this all the time?” Wanda nodded. “She looks like… she’ll sleep there if you let her.” Wanda smiled a little.

“Nothing she didn’t do before,” she murmured. “We told her not to pull any extra shifts if she didn’t have to, but she…” Wanda sighed. “She doesn’t listen. So, we try to get her blood sugar up and make sure she’s at home safely on these sorts of days.” Bucky frowned as his worry grew.

“Blood sugar up?”

“Yeah, her looking like that means she probably didn’t eat anything either since breakfast or lunch,” Wanda explained. Then, her green eyes observed you resting on the table carefully for a couple seconds. “It’s most likely the formal today.”

“Breakfast?” Bucky asked incredulously. Wanda shrugged. “Oh my God,” Bucky whispered and shook his head. “Alright. I’ll, uh, I’ll get a vanilla late, grande. A good ole tea for her, whatever size she prefers usually, and a muffin.”

Wanda hid her smile as she wrote down the orders, preparing the cups. It was nice to see that her friend had this charming, handsome admirer who jumped at the first chance to take care of her. “Anything else?”

“Um, can you add a sandwich into the mix?” Bucky asked. “But, like, cut it in half?” Wanda nodded slowly and added the order. She told him the total, and Bucky quickly paid it. Pietro called out for the orders and placed the muffin and sandwich on a small tray. Bucky thanked him and walked towards the empty table right next to yours.

“Hey,” he called out softly, careful not to cause you flinch. You breathed in sharply and lifted your head. Bucky saw the mark the table left on your forehead, he grimaced lightly. ��Hey, welcome back.” You groaned and rubbed your eyes, forgetting that you had mascara on. Bucky went back to the register and asked for a wet wipe which Wanda handed him happily. He thanked her.

“There you go,” he murmured. You looked at the wet wipe Bucky had in his hand, and then looked up at him blankly. Bucky frowned. His worry was visible in his pretty blue eyes. He reached out. “May I?” He asked, and you nodded, feeling dumb and sleepy still. Bucky’s free hand took a hold of your chin, his grip very gentle and hand very warm and smooth, while his other hand slowly wiped the smeared mascara around your eyes. After he was done, he pulled back.

He grabbed the tray and put your tea and muffin in front of you. “Why don’t you eat something?” He said. “Tea will warm you up, and muffin will give you some energy.” You yawned, hiding your mouth behind your hand. Grabbing the big cup full of tea, you sipped it. Your eyes closed as you hummed and took a couple more sips from your tea. “Good, yeah?” You nodded. Bucky pushed the muffin towards you. “Eat a little bit of this, and I’m gonna give you a sandwich.” You placed your cup down, fingers found the muffin and tore it apart gently. You popped a small bite into your mouth, softly moaning at the taste. Your stomach grumbled. Bucky grinned.

“We’ll quite it down, don’t worry,” he murmured, winking playfully. “Eat some more.” You did. You plucked small bites from your muffin, almost inhaling the half of it under a minute, when Bucky placed a half-sandwich in front of you. “Want me to cut it into smaller parts?” He asked you, and you shook your head. “Alright.”

You swallowed your muffin and washed it away with a big sip from your tea. “Aren’t you eating?” You asked him. Even your voice sounded tired, and Bucky did not like that at all.

“I am,” he answered you, showing the other half of the sandwich. You nodded. Pushing the rest of the muffin towards him. Bucky raised a brow.

“’s only fair,” you mumbled before biting down your sandwich. You hummed as you ate it, sipping your tea occasionally. You watched Bucky munching on his own sandwich, saw him drinking his coffee and licking his lips.

Your sleepy self was waking up, albeit slowly, but you were utterly thankful for the sugar and some food he brought. You were still tired, your legs still throbbed and heels and shoulders ached, but you felt better than when you first walked in. It meant a lot. Especially when you thought about all the time you were going to spend going home. You made a soft whining noise, but it got lost in to the sound of blender.

“How do you feel?” Bucky asked. You wiped your mouth, finishing your tea.

“Good,” you said. “Better than before.” Then, you frowned slightly. “Still exhausted, though.” Bucky made a soft, broken sound. He wished terribly that he had come here with his bike or his dad’s car. That way, he could have given you a ride instead letting you slave away in a cab or subway.

“Good,” he muttered. His phone beeped. Sneaking a peek, he saw his mother asking him if he could come home a bit earlier. He tried not to frown. It wasn’t everyday his mother asked stuff from him, so he did not get to whine. “Is there anything I can do?” He asked. You shook your head.

“No, thank you,” you murmured. “I’ll probably have another tea and go home.” You took a deep breath and looked at him. “Thank you for the food and tea.” He shrugged. A shy smile formed on his full lips.

“Anytime,” he whispered. Your heart fluttered like it did back at the park. You cleared your throat. Bucky blinked. “I, uh, I have to go. My mom, she needs me.” He stood up and grabbed his half-full coffee cup. “Please be careful, okay?” You nodded, ignoring your heart’s reaction to his words with your whole will.

“Yeah,” you said. He smiled and sent you a small wave. You waved at him back. As he walked away from you, you slumped on your seat. Closing your eyes as you waited for food to do its job.

You didn’t see him placing a flower into the inner pocket of your jacket with a small note. You didn’t notice it until you came home, actually, since you opted out of wearing your coat because you decided taking a cab.

When you did notice, though, your face split up into a huge smile. All your exhaustion and throbbing limbs were forgotten with a beautiful daffodil bouquet and a small note that said: “You looked very tired and sad, for some reason that I do not know. Hope this will cheer you up and put a smile on your face. Your smile is beautiful.”

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes imagines #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes angst #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x you #bucky x you #muffin

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barbi2709 · 1 year

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00:59 || Strawberry blonde

Disclaimer: This and each of my stories are only fiction and are not intended to offend or make anyone uncomfortable, if this type of content makes you uncomfortable, feel free to leave without resentment :]

Paring: Idol!Soobin x fem!reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship, Soobin x gn!reader

Summary: Soobin cam back home with a new hair color, which leads to you making a comparation.

a/n: it's been a while since I last posted something lmao, so here's this, hope you like it!! (remember that English isn't my first language so if there's any mistakes let me know)

WC: 533

Soobin was drained.

Each step he took was heavier than the last, hr felt like he would collapse at any moment, practice was harder than expected.

But despite his tiredness, he had only one goal and motivation at that moment.

You.

The fact that he was just a few steps away from your apartment door was comforting.

Soobin knew that you'll be waiting for him, even though he had told you millions of times not to because of how late he could return some times.

And just seeing you could take all of his worries away, all of his exhaustion, stress and worries were eliminated just by having your presence.

He finally made it to your door, he softly knocked a few times at your door, a sigh escaping his lips because of how tired he was.

Soobin closed his eyes and rubbed them, not paying attention to the sound of your steps quickly making their way to the door and opening it.

He finally opened them when he heard a small gasp from you, his gaze found yours inmediatly, a soft smile appearing inmediatly on his lips when he saw you, you were looking at him with big doe eyes, your lips a little bit parted.

—You're blonde! —you exclaimed enthusiastically, a big smile adorning your face—. You're sweet as a strawberry and blonde, you're strawberry blonde!.

Soobin chuckled a little because of your nickname, he waisted no more time and hugged you tightly, slouching himself to hide his face in the crock of your neck.

You laugh softly at his action, one of your hands finding its way to his hair, massaging it softly, he humed while taking a deep breath, the smell of your shampoo being present and making him more relaxed.

—Tiring day?. —you softly asked while you started to rub your boyfriend's back with your other hand, feeling him nood on your shoulder.

Soobin slowly let go of you, his eyes finding yours again, he got so relaxed just by the sight of hugging you and you playing with his hair, he started to feel sleepy, but despite his tiredness, you could still see the adoration and love with which he looked at you.

He then lowered himself again, but this time, his soft lips were over yours.

You closed your eyes the second you felt his lips on yours, melting inmediatly in the softness and kindness of the kiss.

Your boyfriend was a gentleman, he always was soft to you, making every moment intimate between the two of you, that's also why you were addicted to his kisses, the way his lips touched yours in such a gentle way, being able to overcome the softness of cotton.

He slowly pulled away, breathing heavily while oxygen started to make its way to his longs again, he looked at you again, his eyes being the representation of "stars in his eyes" while he did it.

He cupped your checks and pecked your lips again, not satisfied with the kiss you had moments ago, you happily kissed him back, separating yourself once the kiss got lazy.

—Let's go to bed, you're almost asleep while standing. —you said making him laugh a little, he followed you inside the house, ready to be by your side for the rest of the night.

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moodywyrm · 1 year

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reader reading on abbys bed and its owner happens to open the door, very tired, drained from patrol and as soon she notices reader there she just.... unconsciously makes that pounty face and puppy eyes, relieved to see the one she wants the most right there. So she just drops everything and crawls to readers chest.

btw that pic 🥺

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it's so cute right!!! I was scrolling through Pinterest (making a board for college basketball abby x chubby reader <3) and I found it n I audibly yelped she's so cute :(

and this ask??? omg. just imagine u don't really get sent on patrol, u work in the library at the stadium, the same one we see Abby asleep in at the beginning of her section. That's also probably how you two met in this au <3 anyways u work in the stadium, so u always get off ur shift before abby. most of the time, u head straight to your guys room, many having moved out (like across the hall) when u n her got serious.

u have dinner ready to go, and ur just waiting for her to get back from patrol. so ur on her bed, reading one of the books she keeps on the top bunk of her bed. ur in nothing but ur undies and one of abby's shirts, n honestly ur starting to doze off bc it's late and you had a long day sorting through new shipments of books and fighting with assholes in ur division. ur about to fall asleep when the door clicks open and abby walks in, looking gorgeous and exhausted, dirt smeared on her cheeks and her biceps. there's a freshly bandaged cut on her left bicep and she's slumping into the room. and then she sees u, all cozied up on her bed, and she smells the food you cooked and her heart melts. she's pouting when you look at her and ur scared that she's upset, n u can see how her bottom lip wobbles a lil bit with the effort it takes not to cry, and immediately ur up and out of bed, scrambling over to your girl.

"baby, baby what's wrong?" ur holding her face between ur hands, n she just drops her pack on the floor and wraps her arms around you, sniffling n holding back her tears as she hugs you as tightly as possible. she pulls back for a second to smile at you. "'s nothing baby, just missed you 's'all"

and she's so cuddly n needy, you sit her at the table n start wiping the dirt off her with warm water n soap on towels. she's too exhausted to fully shower, so she lets you take care of her right now. cleaning her up, stripping off her dirty clothes, changing her to into sweats and a tank top. ur being so gentle with her, soft hands dancing around her body n guiding her. by the time ur done, she's ready to collapse, barely staying awake long enough to eat. all the while, you talk to her, filling her in on your shift and telling her about your day. once ur both done eating, she's up and dragging you to the bed, letting you lay down first before collapsing on top of you, her face pressed into the crook of your neck and her arms wrapped around you, thighs weighing you down. u let her fall asleep first, trailing sleepy circles up n down her back and arms, letting your baby drift off <3

she's sooooo soft and babygirl I love her <3

#🌬️ anon #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson fluff #abby anderson x reader fluff

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dca-prompts · 6 months

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(at this point I am the resident sun X moon creator for this place, because so many of my prompts have had celestial boyfriends in mind, so it’s time I finally create a one shot)

It had been a long day, the megamall was packed with more people than last week, setting a new record for the busiest day for fazbear entertainment.

Because of this, parents just casually dumped they’re young children into the hands of the daycare, leaving the solar animatronic to deal with more kids than he was programmed to handle. He cared for each child to the best of his ability, his battery, running thin by nap time.

He was lucky that he & his lunar counterpart, swapped places for nap time, giving him ample time to recharge. Go to recharge, didn’t seem to matter as his battery was pretty low by the end of the day.

Only one child ever remained in the daycare after closing hours, Freddy was usually the one to pick him up, though today Chica had to come for him. Sun was confused, but chica explained Freddy was stuck in parts and service due to damage sustained during one of the meet and greets.

Sun seemed satisfied with the explanation and left the child in Chica’s care, telling her to keep an eye on him ”Oh, I know!” Chica said, waving her hand as she picked the child up, most likely heading off to rockstar road.

‘Finally.. I can take a break..’ the sun animatronic thought, stumbling towards the ball pit. He stopped at its edge, summoning the wire he and his counterpart used to navigate the daycare. He lazily hooked the cable to his back and yanked on it a couple times, signaling it to raise him to the balcony. Once there, he unclasped himself from the cable and swung onto the balcony, just barely making it. “I really need to stop doing that” he said to himself, making his way into the room he and his coworker shared.

The lunar animatronic noticed Sun stumble in, giving him a warm smile as Sun made his way to him. As soon as Sun reached Moon, he slumped on top of the moon themed animatronic, letting out an exhausted sigh.

“Long day sundae?” Moon asked, gently rubbing Sun’s head as he grabbed a cable from the wall, plugging it into the solar animatronics head. “Mmhh” Sun murmured, nuzzling into moon’s neck. “There were soo many kids..” He added, sounding tired.

“Heh, normally you’re more energetic.. did they drain your battery that much?” The lunar animatronic asked, giggling at how clinging Sun was being. “I’m down to 20% if that answers your question.” Sun responded, wrapping his arms around Moon.

The moon themed animatronic let out a soft chuckle, wrapping one arm around Sun as he kept rubbing the solar robot’s head. “I guess I’ll cancel our plans to head over to El Chip’s, huh?” Moon said, already being the process of canceling their reservation. Sun gave a tired nod, tightening his grip on his lunar counterpart.

Sun was too exhausted to do anything at the moment, he just wanted to fall asleep with his moon. As Moon finished canceling their reservation, he looked at Sun & smiling, gently rubbing one of his rays with his thumb. Sun looked at Moon for a moment, his face said everything as he gave his lover a sleepy kiss.

“Night Moonpie” Sun said, nuzzling into the moon’s chest as he began to power down. “Night Sunshine.” Moon replied, holding Sun closer to him.

(& scene. I hope you enjoyed reading this one shot, I wanted to do something fluffy since most of my other prompt/oneshot prompts are more angst filled. A so I give you sleepy sun. I think this could also count as a prompt usage considering I kind of had my clingy sun prompt in mind while making this. However, that’s up to the blog owner to decide.)

#submission #dca prompt #fnaf sun x moon #sun x moon #(scenario prompt)#🌈🌟 dca prompt use! 🌟🌈

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Both 피곤하다 and 힘들다 are Korean words that express feelings of exhaustion or fatigue, but there is a slight difference between the two. (1) Firstly, "피곤하다" is commonly used to describe physical tiredness or sleepiness. It's used when you feel physically drained after doing something tiring or strenuous, such as working out, studying, or performing energy-consuming tasks. You feel a need to rest and recover your energy. E.g. 나는 너무 피곤해서 집에 가자마자 잠이 들었어요. (I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I got home.) 어제 잠을 설쳤더니 피곤해요. (I'm tired because I couldn't sleep last night) --> You can feel 피곤하다 in your body, and it is not related to mental exhaustion. (2) On the other hand, "힘들다" refers to both mental or physical exhaustion caused by difficulty or hardship. It's used to describe a challenging task or a difficult situation that requires a lot of effort. E.g. 요즘 일이 너무 바빠서 머리가 지끈거리고 힘들어요. (I'm mentally exhausted and stressed because I'm too busy with work these days.) 어려운 시험을 쳤더니 힘들어요. (I got tired after a hard examination.) --> You can feel 힘들다 in both your body and mind, and it can be due to physical or mental challenges. 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: - It's worth noting that these two words can sometimes be used interchangeably without a significant change in meaning. E.g. 지수는 너무 오래 걸어서 피곤하다고 투덜댔어요. 지수는 너무 오래 걸어서 힘들다고 투덜댔어요. (Jisoo complained that she was tired because she walked too long.) --> Both "피곤하다" and "힘들다" can be used to describe feeling tired after a long walk. However, "힘들다" emphasizes the hardship and difficulty of the situation. - Lastly, it's important to know that "힘들다" can also be used as an adjective to describe something that is hard or difficult. Here are some examples: E.g. 남편은 요즘 너무 바빠서 얼굴 보기도 힘들어요. (My husband is so busy these days that it's hard to see his face.) 대학 나와도 취직하기 힘들어요. (It's hard to get a job even if you go to college.) --> In these cases, you cannot use 피곤하다. In summary, "피곤하다" refers to physical exhaustion after doing energy-consuming tasks, whereas "힘들다" refers to physical and mental exhaustion after finishing challenging tasks, and it also conveys the meaning of hardship and difficulty.

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rinnelovebot · 1 year

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massage + kanata? THANK YOU!!!

A/N: I know exactly what you are

*ೃ༄ Kanata Shinkai + [MASSAGE] : with their hands buried in the receiver’s hair, the sender begins to gently massage their scalp.

With a hefty sigh, you felt Kanata sink further into your lap, affectionately nuzzling your thighs with his cheek, adorning a blissful shade of peach on either side of his face. His eyelids had long since fluttered shut, but you could tell that he was the furthest thing from asleep.

It had been at least a half hour since he weaseled his way into your lap atop his dorm bed, and you wondered if his work had been draining him far more than usual recently. Of course, he loved to splay across your lap regardless of his mood, but he seemed rather exhausted this week — today specifically.

You knew that he’d never penalize you for worrying about him, but you also knew he’d likely brush it off, claiming that there’s no need to worry about him, and that all was well. So for the time being, you’d resign yourself to your position beneath his head, leaning back against the plush pillows that decorated his bed.

Kanata lazily rolled over to face you, bringing a hand to rest upon your thigh. “This is nice…” He whispered, his lips curling upwards into a fond smile, softly pecking at the skin of your leg. “Ahh… ‘laying’ in your lap is very relaxing, you know?” His eyes remained closed, and you could hear the soft chuckles rattling in his chest.

“I’m glad you think so.” You answered, mindlessly carding your fingers through his soft blue locks, smiling to yourself when he hummed affectionately at your actions. It was easy to forget about the rest of the world outside of this dorm when he was this close to you, when he was trusting you enough to be vulnerable like this.

He peeped an eye open at you, and you took the opportunity to ask your long-awaited question. “Are you tired?”

Kanata peered up at you amusingly, a light green eye looking directly into your own. “Today was tiring, but now that you’re here, I feel good as ‘new’, so it’s okay, I’m alright.”

You nodded. “Hm, okay then. But just for the record, you still seem a little tired, Kanata.” You awaited a response, ten seconds, twenty seconds, but it never came. “It’s okay if you wanna take a nap.”

A quiet sigh escaped from your lips. “You haven’t been getting enough sleep, have you?” Once more, he failed to reply. “It’s okay, I’m not mad. I just want you to take care of yourself.”

The man in your lap smiled at your words, and he slowly reached for your face, caressing your cheek with the soft tips of his fingers. “I wonder if you understand how ‘kind’ you are. Thank you.”

You silently wondered if he could feel the subtle heat radiating off of your cheeks.

Your fingertips once again found purchase between the cyan of his hair, gently rubbing and scratching at his scalp — softly trying to erase any tension and stress that had been lingering. “There’s no need to thank me. You look out for me just as much as I look out for you.”

He shivered, goosebumps raising across his neck and arms, and he allowed his eyes to close once more. “I see. I will always look out for you…” He insisted, his voice fading into nothingness, and his hand finding its place back on your thigh as his exhaustion started to get the best of him.

“I know you will.” You whispered, quietly leaning down to place a kiss on his forehead, another on his cheek, and a final, gentle one on his lips. “And I, you.”

As your fingers continued to massage his scalp, you rested your eyes. Of course, his roommates would be back eventually, but you had a feeling that they’d let you both sleep. The two had never been unkind to you in the past, after all.

You sank further into Kanata’s pillows, and with two sleepy, soft giggles, you wordlessly said your I love you’s.

#hmmm idk how I feel about this #head in hands #marchie scribbles #enstars x reader #(is it reeeeeeally x reader thoughhhh… wink wink)#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstars #kanata shinkai x reader #kanata shinkai

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aeryssickfics · 3 months

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Prompts to Come

Putting these out there for the curious! But also because if anyone has prompts/suggestions/etc I'm willing to hear them! I have. A Good Chance of coming up with ideas for prompts as I go or even realizing I can combine things together but y'know this is where I am

I have completed the Genshin Impact main story. So that's a thing. Also willing to take Honkai Impact 3rd and Star Rail Prompts. Other fandoms I may be willing to entertain are ff7, ffx, yoi, rwby, and atla. I make no promises for anything in the 'may be willing to entertain' section tho)

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Choose: Loud or Silent is ???

Totally Drained/Exhausted: Kiamei! From Honkai Impact 3rd. Kiana exhausts herself preparing for a (lengthy) visit from Mei on the moon, in addition to her own very important tasks as Finality. She starts feeling bad before mei arrives, but hides it until she Cannot anymore. pretty much instantly melts into a puddle of exhausted upon Mei's notice tho bc she Can't anymore.

Group Sickfic: i'm not confidently sold on anything but I'm currently leaning towards either the HSR nameless via food poisoning or some variation of the Sumeru Cluster with ??? ideas not solid. Both may eventually be written. I'm leaning into the nameless group fic at the moment. The sumeru cluster... Will Happen. At some point.

Professionalism Failure: STRONGLY considering Alhaitham getting sick during a meeting bc he thought he could keep himself under control. ... not sure if reluctant Cyno dealing with him or Kaveh. Stay tuned!

free day: Kiana tried say something, she really did. But Himeko didn't really believe her since she had a habit of trying to get out of class. Fast forward to that evening when Himeko finds her in the bathroom dazed with a fever, etc.

sick for the first time: Stelle [HSR] has no memories of Before and so as an adult trailblazer gets to be sick "for the first time". It's miserable, but March and Dan Heng take good care of her.

Unfamiliar Surroundings: Su becomes violently ill unexpectedly while sharing a bed (mostly platonically) with Kevin. Set in a nebulous au where Kiana was able to restore his body via manipulation of the imaginary space. ... and didn't kill Kevin for Reasons:tm:. Anyway! Su isn't familiar with the space and without being able to use his mantis powers is also blind. (Honkai Impact 3rd)

Sick in More Ways than One: trailblazer! probably stelle! leaning into the stelleron doing weird shit! Thinkin she picks up something from the crew just in general but it's not Bad:tm: and then she also goes to help herta with SU stuff and things go... south due to a weird interaction in the SU!

late caretaker: Abyss Prince Aether extremely unwell and all he can think about is the way his sister used to hold him, would have taken care of him if things were different. Fate brings them back together, if only for a little while.

sleepy sickie: Shortly after they're reunited in the Chasm, Lumine realizes something is wrong with Xiao-more than his exhaustion, though it certainly plays a factor in everything. He's tired, all the wants to do is sleep. But he's injured and fevered and it gets worse, before it gets better.

subtle support ??

panic: sick kaeya set during Diluc's travels away from Mondstadt. ft diluc's vision almost going out.

cranky sickie ??

nonverbal illness indicators: I'm Attempting to formulate a Neuvi/Wrio thing here. Set probably before the scenario of the game. They don't leave their respective stations often, and it would figure that one of the rare times they do find time to be in the same space Neuvi finds himself unwell. He conceals it, but Wrio is learning how to tell.

head pain/injury/ache: Fu Xuan has a migraine, and perhaps should be resting instead of working, but Jing Yuan has not returned to full duty and someone must hold down the Luofu, after all. (Jing Yuan is not particularly amused)

chaotic body temperature ???

Fake "Faking it":

Possible Alts:

Sick During Transit (& Unconventional Receptacle): Furina becomes motion sick on her first trip on the aquabus. Her receptacle of choice is... odd, to say the least.

Shaky/Shivery:

(this list is teaching me I might use too much plot in my sickfics but im not really sorry about it)

#sickfic #taking prompts/suggestions

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yeehawbvby · 1 year

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Falling Away With You | Ch. 22

Sebastian x F!Reader and M. Rasmodius x F!Reader

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Chapter Summary: You cast your first spell, and make some last minute preparations for your mission with Magnus.

Author’s Note: Friendly reminder that Magnus is disguised until Mission: Abominable is over! Currently he looks more middle-aged, with graying black hair, dark skin, and gold-ish eyes. Same general features as the reference in Chapter 18, otherwise. uwu

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This magic shit is hard.

If I’m not good at something right away, I take it to heart. I know it’s illogical, but I can’t help it. Rejection sensitivity, and all that. After several consecutive failed attempts to lock up this fucking door, I’m really feeling it.

I’m sitting on the bottom step, elbows on my knees and head in my hands. My forehead is more moist with sweat now than it was when I ran the entire fucking way here. My body is achey and I’m sleepy and I’m really hungry and I want to go home and go to bed but instead I have a long night ahead of me so I’m going to freaking lose it.

I hear footsteps descending the stairs at my back. “I couldn’t do it,” I admit before Magnus can even ask. “I tried so many times, Magnus! And it seemed like I was almost there, too! This shit is exhausting!” Frustrated tears threaten to spill from my eyelids. I lift my face from my hands and let them dangle over my knees. “I don’t even know what I did wrong. I felt something going through me and then everything just fizzled away every fucking time and–”

“(Y/n).” My face whips to the tall, disguised wizard, and I squeak, wide eyed and taken aback at how sternly he broke me from my spiral. “It’s going to be alright.”

As he seats himself next to me, I turn my head back down and keep blurting out my woes. “No, like, I suck at th–”

He places a firm hand on my knee and speaks my name again. I gawk at how large his hand is, quickly snap out of it, and face him once more. “Show me,” he calmly orders.

My eyes flicker between each of his, not wanting to embarrass myself, but he insists on it with a tilt of his head towards the door I’d been working on.

I sigh as I pull myself up on two legs and lazily re-familiarize myself with the grimoire. A deep, shaky breath escapes me, and I do what I’ve been doing, now with the added pressure of my mentor’s gaze.

Big surprise, it doesn’t fuckin’ work!

I turn back to him, feeling exhausted thanks to all that’s been drained from me. Magnus’ eyebrows furrow, and he approaches with an outstretched palm.

“Touch me,” he quietly requests.

Looking down to hide any possible traces of being flustered by that phrasing, I hold his hand. He then whispers something too quiet to make out, but it prompts a glow to emit from his hand and pulsate into my own. Suddenly, I feel… kind of ok. Less tired for sure, but also more relaxed. He, on the other hand, definitely looks a little rough.

“I’ve refilled your mana with my own,” Magnus explains without prompt. “It will replenish your energy, as well as calm your anxieties.” His newly golden gaze drifts from our hands to my eyes. “It’s common to feel unwell once you’re running low.”

“What about you?”

“I regenerate relatively quickly,” he smiles. “This is the same side you tried to enchant with, correct?” I nod. “Is it your dominant hand?”

“Mhm,” I hum my affirmation.

“Good,” he confirms, “It does not matter which hand you use, but rather, what feels most natural, so you’ve a good start.”

Magnus turns his attention toward the door, and brings my held hand up to it, positioning me so that my fingertips are barely grazing the dark wood. He then brings his opposite fingers to the book I have opened across my forearm.

“Now try the enchantment again, but slowly. Ease into the words — the calmer you are, the more likely it is to work.”

The way he teaches is stern, but soothing.

Just in general, being around Magnus in general is… so fucking soothing, for some reason. There’s something so familiar and homely about him that I can’t put my finger on.

But that’s totally the mana transfer or my exhaustion or something talking.

Totally.

In my weird and sappy state, I gaze up at him dumbly. Magnus gives me another directional head tilt to prompt my next attempt. This time, his face is less flat — that dreamy smile I’m growing more familiar with paints him.

Heat rises to my face as I close my eyes and try to focus.

I take in a deep breath, and think of the people and things that bring me the most comfort:

Cannoli’s snuggles. Robin’s rare, weird words of motherly wisdom. Sebastian’s everything. The rain. Sam… to a degree. Gus’ cooking. The Gem Sea. Marnie’s generous dairy gifts. My new home. Leah’s voice and passing greetings. The view I had on the first night I met Magnus... Magnus’ hand on mine.

Magnus.

I open my eyes as I exhale, feeling like I’m in an entirely new headspace. As I begin the incantation, Magnus takes his hand off mine, but stays close. I keep my voice at a whisper — feels comfier than trying to, like, announce anything. The body-tingles start drastically sooner this time around, and once I’m finished, a small light swirls around each of my fingertips before dissipating.

…Shit, that’s new.

I look up at Magnus, looking for reassurance or instructions. He smiles, a glimmer of pride evident in his eyes, and nods to the door once more.

I try to open it again, but this time, the door doesn’t budge!

Holy fuck, I actually just casted a spell. I just did magic.

I slam the book shut and hold it close to myself, trying not to show too much excitement because that was so fucking cool and I’m cool now!!! and I don’t know how to handle this pride.

I can’t stop the cheek-cramping smile that’s on my face or the tiny “Oh my god I actually did it” I mutter out between incredulous giggles.

“That was perfect, (y/n)!“

I instinctively bring the tome further up to cover some of my face, half-intentionally hiding myself as I thank the wizard. I’ve gotten plenty more praise since moving here than I did in the city, but never because of anything I accomplished in particular, as far as I can remember.

Except for, like, sexy stuff. But now isn’t the time to reminisce on that.

The positive attention in this context is a little embarrassing. I change the subject to try and avoid it, bringing out my phone to check on the time.

Looking up from behind the grimoire, I ask, “What’s next?”

Magnus steals my hiding spot with a cheeky grin, and tucks it under his arm before placing his hands in his pockets. He already looks like he’s fully recovered from his earlier mana drain.

“Not much, at this point. I must decide on an identity to take up, should Abigail ask questions.”

I nod in agreement. “Aaand I just have to remember to pretend I’ve never met you, which will probably be easier said than done.”

He hums and nods. “I could utilize the arcane to lobotomise you.”

I snort and follow him as he makes his way back upstairs. “Do it.” I egg on. “You won’t.”

A hearty laugh emerges from Magnus, and my stomach flutters. I think that’s the first time I’ve heard something like that from him.

“Oh, of course I wouldn’t do that.” I’m about to tease how easily he gave up on the bit, but then he scoffs and adds, “It would fail to be so entertaining if you knew I was going to.”

I playfully nudge him with my shoulder, but my attention is reeled in by his temporary living quarters.

All of the walls have been redecorated with a light green wallpaper, and the floors with a light herringbone. He still has all his plants, but they look less fantastical, now based in rustic tin pots and woven baskets. The fun, multicolored lights are gone, replaced by a simple, circular ceiling light above the entrance to his home.

The main room continues the new floor and wall pattern. Instead of a cauldron, workstation, cabinets and bookcases to the left, there is now a small and homey kitchen with an island. The room that’s typically empty, aside from his displayed grimoire, is now walled off and presumably a bathroom or laundry room; and on the right, there is now a couch by the fireplace (which contains no flames), and a small, indoor greenhouse sorta thing rather than his spell circle.

It’s kinda boring in comparison, which is perfect for the sake of our plan.

“Whoa.” I ask, baffled, “How did you do all this?”

“It was a test of my patience and mana storage, I’ll admit. Do you like it?”

I nod enthusiastically, then joke, “Looks just as plain and boring as any other ol’ hermit’s house.”

“Hush, you.” I snicker as he leads me into the new kitchen. “Before we proceed, you need food.”

I furrow my brows and tilt my head. “We need to hurry, actually.”

“I heard your woeful thoughts while I was renovating, my dear.”

He called me the same thing the other day, but I was in too much pain to feel anything. But my, oh my, I am definitely feeling Many Things now: Embarrassment. Butterflies. Guilt.

I roll my sleeves down over my hands and keep them close to my face as I lean my elbows against the wooden island counter, trying to look casual. I mumble, “Mind your business, wizard,” into my sleeve.

“Oh, I tried.” Magnus props himself on his palms across from me and points out, “They were too loud to ignore this time.” I shyly look down at the surface. “We can discuss the lore of my new identity as I prepare a meal. Sound good?”

He doesn’t even wait for an answer, already retrieving pots and whatnot.

“Fine.”

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Two tummies full of buttered noodles, some cozy conversation, and one discussion pertaining to Magnus’ temporary identity later, and we’re all ready for The Mission.

He finally learned more about me, given his only insight to my life so far was that I’m a fucking mess. I told him about Cannoli, about my boyfriend – without mentioning Seb’s name, just in case – my life in Zuzu, and about some of my interests. I taught him what anime is, too. Dude never forgot how I’d mentioned it the day we met and immediately avoided explaining it. He found the whole mega-old-person-in-a-younger-body concept that’s used so often to be so cool, since he relates to it.

Since I’ll be spending a lot of time here honing my newly acquired skills, Magnus shyly asked if we could also spend time familiarizing him with what’s “hip” and “cool” (oh my god) in return, considering how little he gets out. I imagined that what he really was trying to suggest was that I bring over some anime for us to watch together. And when I thought about it, he heard it, blushed a smidge, and confirmed it.

I learned more about his life, too. He is aware that his eyes are mood rings (when they aren’t disguised, like this). He is also aware that there’s a huge tanuki living a bit further southeast in Cindersap. Apparently all the stories of them being a symbol of luck is real, and they’re sorta just elementals hiding in plain sight. Who knew!

I remembered him saying that Magnus isn’t his real name, but was unsure of whether or not his last name is “real” or not as well, so inquired about it while we rambled to one another. Rather than giving a direct answer, he first made a flirtatious comment that caught me very off guard:

“Why? You weren’t planning on taking it, were you?”

Had me nearly choking on my fucking pasta.

After confirming that Rasmodius is the surname he was born with, Magnus tells me about this old prophecy strongly believed in by the more human-like elementals, such as himself. To them, soulmates are a very real, and very highly valued thing. And since elementals tend to live so much longer than the mundane, it’s thought that one’s soulmate will be reincarnated time and time again, with the spirits lightly nudging them to cross paths and fall for their “partner in time” – as he called it – with each existence. When the elemental involved passes on, the reincarnation process ceases.

He thinks that he was a product of a scenario like this. Magnus recalls having a human mother and an elven father who was entirely smitten by her. The details are fuzzy, given how long it’s been, but he vaguely remembers his father telling bedtime stories of searching for his beloved, time and time again, until he and Magnus’ mother met.

Totally in awe at how cute and fantastical the concept is, I asked him if he knows who his soulmate is. Magnus said he knows she’s alive, as he met her in one of her previous existences; but he’s unsure of whether or not they’ll ever be together, given his commitment to the valley’s protection. He had hoped he was wrong, and that his ex-wife would have been “the one,” but. Yeah. We both know how things ended with her.

After accidentally making Magnus visibly sad, god damnit, I ask more about his work to change subjects. Instead of boring me with discussion of council meetings and potion-brewing, he gives me some hot goss. He has this colleague named Camilla that I’m apparently bound to meet, because she just pops into his home whenever she wants, invited or not. He fucking hates Camilla. But he admires her skill, so he puts their differences aside for the greater good.

He also has this weird rivalry with a member of The First Slash – a clan of adventurers that are far less than kind to elementals – named Lance. Magnus’ friend Krobus, a shadow person who lives under the town, has had more than a few run-ins with Lance… hence why they’re stuck living in the sewers now. Poor fella is terrified of humans, and many humans are hostile toward their kind.

Moving on to the boring stuff, though… tonight, Magnus is going to be Mark, if he’s even asked for his name. A 50-year-old recluse who studies plants and bugs for a living. Magnus is going to act a little mean, to emphasize that Mark isn’t a people person. He’ll pretend to be sleeping (Meaning he needs to opt for less formal clothes, which will be interesting to see,) and come out of hiding only when he hears us trying to go either up- or downstairs. If we wind up not going inside at all, which is preferred by him for obvious reasons, he’s going to pretend to have heard us roaming his property and come outside to us.

Abby and I will get to “explore” and bond, and he’ll get a sense for whether or not she’s ~magical enough~ or whatever to possibly be his daughter. If we’re lucky, both schemes will succeed, but if not, it’s not like either of us would be too peeved about it. I’d just have more weird tension to deal with, while he’d be offered some mental relief, if nothing else.

I should have just enough time to make it back home and still be able to mentally prepare myself for the endeavors ahead if I leave right now, so I mention that.

“You know, (y/n), if you’d like some more time to yourself I could just teleport you there.”

“You could what?”

Magnus laughs, and holds out his hand. “Come on, I’ll accompany you.” I glare at him, worried. Not because of him, but, I dunno… teleporting seems so nauseating to think about. “I promise it will be safe.”

“I won’t… like, lose a limb, or throw up, or anything?”

“Eh,” he shrugs. “It may disorient you, but nothing more than that should occur.”

Still staring squinted daggers into him, I groan and wince and slowly reach for his hand. If this is anything like the last time I should’ve “been fine,” he’s got a big storm comin’. Magnus prompts for my other hand too, and I feel my cheeks turn rosy as I clasp my free palm around it.

He closes his eyes and our fingers begin to glow, indicating that he’s beginning the process. I close my eyes too, bracing for impact or to feel sick or something, but nothing happens.

A small, teasing chuckle rumbles from the man whose hands I’m clutching onto for dear life. “Open your eyes, my dear,” he whispers.

I furrow my brows, but follow his instructions. My forehead quickly relaxes as I look around. We’re in my house.

“Oh.” I look down shyly, clammy palms loosening around his.

He laughs again, “See? Quick and easy.”

Cannoli starts fucking screaming as he bravely approaches us, which I don’t blame him for whatsoever. What would you do if your housemate and some stranger just suddenly appeared from thin air in the middle of your room?

I abandon my grip on Magnus and reach down to comfort the cat. “Hey, hey, it’s just me!” I coo as I scoop him up. “Sorry to scare ya, buddy.”

When I look up, I see Magnus looking down at Cannoli and I fondly. I slightly reposition the fella so that Magnus can pet him if he wants, and he accepts without me needing to offer out loud.

“Well, I’ll leave you to your own devices,” he sighs after being satisfied with the amount of affection he’s given to/received from Cannoli. “I’ll see you soon, (y/n).”

“See ya in a bit, Mark.”

He leers, winks at me oh my fUCKING GO– and then vanishes.

“Cannooollliiii,” I whine as I gaze down at the lil’ dude. Frustrated that I’m simping so hard for a man who’s, like, my teacher basically, even though I have a very awesome partner who I love very much that distinctly wants nothing to do with this guy.

Even more frustrated that we get along well enough that I already sort of consider him a friend. Maybe that’s, like, too much too soon, but I dunno... It seems like he enjoys having me around just as much as I like spending time with him.

Ugh. What the actual fuck is wrong with me? How could I be so selfish?

Cannoli tilts his head, responding to his name.

“Help.”

He meows.

“You… can’t help. Don’t lie to me.”

He meows again.

I sigh, and sit on the ground where we stood. All I can do now is wait for tonight to pass, and hope that my dumb and confusing feelings dwindle away, once this whole spectacle that is the arcane dies down.

_______________

It feels silly that Magnus and I have gone through all that just to try and force a friendship. Silly… and crappy. I’ve never gone to lengths like this for someone’s affection before, and it feels wrong.

But it feels just as funky and goofy and wacky to have done this all to connect Magnus with Abby, too, as if we couldn’t just… I dunno. Set him up with a disguise and bring him to the saloon sometime, saying he’s from out of town, instead.

Sure as hell would’ve been a better way to let him get a read on whether or not she’s actually his daughter.

With only a few minutes until midnight, I hear a knock at my door, halting those thoughts.

I groan as I pick myself up off the ground (I haven’t moved since Magnus left, except to swap out my shorts for leggings) and begrudgingly greet my visitor– oh, visitors. There’s two of them!

“Hey, uh,” I look up behind Abby to give the unexpected emo a confused tilt of the head. “What are you doing here?”

Seb and Abby answer in unison: “I’m babysitting,” and “He’s my hired accomplice,” respectively.

After our conversation about Magnus and everything he does, I wouldn’t have expected Seb to want to come along. I’ll have to ask him about that.

Abby looks up at him, snarling, while his dopey, lazy, maybe tipsy from the saloon? grin keeps its focus in my direction. It’s hard not to reciprocate.

“You ready?” the other local short lady interjects. I nod and walk out to my porch, locking the door behind me. “So? What’s the plan?” she asks as we make our way south.

“There is none.”

“You’re shitting me.”

“You invited yourself, dude,” I point out, stepping over a stray branch. “I wasn’t prepared for this.”

“She’s got a fair point,” Seb mumbles from beside Abby.

“So we’re just breaking and entering, basically?”

“If you actually want to go inside, then yeah.” I shrug. “But I’d rather not.”

I don’t want all the fancy stuff Magnus and I did to go to waste, but I’d also rather not risk anything going wrong. Plus, I don’t want Seb to feel more uncomfortable than he already might.

Abby groans. “Whatever.”

We fall into silence for a good 20 minutes or so, and when it doesn’t seem like it’ll let up, I take the opportunity to slightly fall back. I want to try something with Seb. I text him:

< if you’re able to, say something in my brain

< i wanna ask you something but i’m not an esper or whatever tf

< just like.. raid my thoughts for a bit

I see him take out his own cell as I realign with him and Abby, and he gives me a look before obliging. I try to act casual, kicking a rock along with each step. It veers off-center, but Abby kicks it back to me. She might be kind of a brat, but at least she’s not a monster. I test the waters, kicking it back to her, and we fall into a rhythm.

“What’s up, princess?”

I roll my eyes, even though he can’t see it. “MMMMM stop that.” His voice sounds just as luscious in my head as you’d imagine. I’m really not looking to be horny right now, alas... ”I wanted to ask… Why are you actually coming with us?”

A beat passes before Seb responds. “I dunno. I did a lot of thinking, and figured if you’re going to be hanging around Magnus a lot, maybe I should try to get used to all that again.”

I crack my knuckles, attempting to distract my face from smiling. I should feel weird about my boyfriend and someone who I — uh, totally do not have fuzzy feelings for whatsoever nope there’s nothing there absolutely not — interacting with one another, with me present. But it makes me happy instead, for some reason. Is that weird? It feels like that’s weird.

“That’s… so sick, honestly,” I think to him. “But I’m still worried it’ll bring up bad memories or something. You gonna be ok?”

“Yeah, I think so.” It’s funny how, even though he isn’t talking out loud, I can still hear a smile in his voice. “If anything happens, I’ll dip. It’s no big deal.”

I lose my footing, missing my turn to kick the rock. “Goddamn…” I mutter out loud.

“Get good,” Abby quips. It almost sounds like she’s enjoying the quiet stroll together. That’s a good sign.

“Shut up,” I laugh, picking out a new rock and shooting it slightly to the side so she can have a go at it. “Not as easy as it looks in the dark.”

I return to the conversation with Seb. “Oh, I should warn you. Magnus’ name is Mark for tonight. I’m gonna be pretending I never met him, though, and he’s gonna act like some angry middle-aged dude that got woken up by our ~ruckus~.”

“Mark, huh?”

“Mhm.”

“He use that shrine thing?”

“Yeah, actually,” I respond. “He made himself look so cool.”

“How cool’re we talkin’? He’s already a very handsome man,” Seb teases.

I wonder if he had a crush on Magnus, too.

Wait. No.

Not “too.” I don’t have that. Nope!

“You’ll have to wait and see, loser.”

“Fuck!” Abby stumbles a little. I instinctively reach to prevent her from falling, but she regains her composure on her own. “Stupid rock…”

I chuckle evilly. “Told youuu.”

“Hey,” she nudges Seb. Ignoring me. “What’s got you so quiet?”

“Just tired, I guess,” he lies seamlessly. Despite being a complete night owl, Abby accepts his answer.

“...Hey.”

“Yeah, baby?” Seb replies.

“Dumb question…” I sigh, but turn it into a fake yawn before Abby can question it. Smooth, (y/n). “I know you said you barely ever listen in on people’s thoughts, but, like… have you done it to me, without me knowing, at any point?”

“Why do you ask?”

I take a sec to figure out my wording. “I’m just worried that maybe you used it to your advantage, kinda?” I mentally smack my own forehead. I sound so insecure. Like, I am, but I don’t want to be. “I know it sounds dumb, but you’re just, like… really perfect.” Ha, fuckin’ simp!! “So like–”

“You think I was just reading your mind this whole time?”

“I… I dunno. Maybe?” I wince. “I don’t want to think about it, but it’s possible, and a little scary.”

“It is,” he agrees, “I get why you’re worried. I have no way of proving it to you, but I only have once, if that’s any consolation.”

“That… actually is super relieving, yeah.” But now I’m curious. “When did ya do it?”

He clears his throat out loud, seeming to hide a smile or laugh. “When you told me you were fantasizing about me, but didn’t actually say how… I might’ve taken some liberties then.”

“Wait, this shit isn’t bluetooth?”

He muffles a laugh out loud into his arm.

Me and Abby both look his way – I’m shooting him a warning, and can’t see what Abby’s doing with her own features.

“You good, Sebby?”

“Sorry…” he clears his throat again. “Just remembered something funny.”

Abby nudges him. “Weirdo.”

“Depends on the person, apparently,” Seb finally answers once he’s contained himself. “If I’m talking to someone, irl or not, I can read ‘em. I have to waste a fuckton of mana if it’s not in-person, though.”

“Makes sense,” I shrug, before rolling my shoulders to hide it. “Welp. Now that I’ve got all that squared away,” I sass, “you’re banned from my brain again.”

Seb obliges, as far as I know – the allotted time until we near Magnus’ abode is spent without verbal and nonverbal conversation. I decide to experiment some more as we approach.

I close my eyes, really doing my best to focus on where in his tower Magnus might be. I don’t exactly know how to enter someone’s head unprompted, and I know that at least for now I have no way of reading minds, but I’ll be damned if I don’t try to get through to him somehow.

“Magnus, can you hear me?”

I hear a gasp resonate in my head, and mentally high-five myself for nailing this. “(Y/n)! Oh, this is wonderful!” He sounds so genuinely happy. “I-I’m sorry,” he laughs, “What can I do for you?”

“No, no, it’s cool! This is so cool! Oh my god!” I let a smile slip onto my face, and look away from Abby – just in case – pretending to peer into the dense foliage nearby. “Just figured you might want a heads up, that we’re almost there, but…um. Also, Sebastian is coming, too,” I meekly warn. “He told me you two worked together, once upon a time… and I already filled him in on our plans, so like, you don’t need to worry about that.”

“O-oh! Alright, then.” I can’t tell what he’s expressing – definitely surprise, but there’s something laced through it. Fear? Worry? I dunno. I just hope this goes well… “Thank you for telling me, (y/n).”

“Of course,” I offer. “See you in a few.”

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hello I am having a dog thought overwhelm today and also a general overwhelm woo please feel free to ignore me I am just working out some feelings

I feel like I haven’t been doing much with Tiber lately just because there’s so much going on rn

my to do list is miles long today too and will be for a while until I work my way through everything I need to do

but I feel BadTM about it. partner has been getting frustrated with us lately because it feels like his separation anxiety has backslid a little

(we let him sleep on the couch with us for a few nights because with Things Going On we were too stressed to deal with getting up/his whining, so we just let him stay with us to prevent it altogether. but now he seems more Upset than usual about being put to bed in his crate. it was likely not the smartest move but when we’re both tired and I’m disabled-exhausted and he’s getting-up-at-1am-for-work-several-days-in-a-row-exhausted we were kind of at the end of our rope for a bit)

but I am so sleepy and so tired right now but it is nearly impossible to catch up on the rest I need with Puppy.

we sent him to daycare on Sunday to give us some time to catch up on house work/get him some dog socialization time, but like even then. we spent the whole time cleaning the house, not resting.

we’re managing but I am becoming Increasingly Distressed about it and it is fine and we will get through it but bleegghggrrrgh

I really want to do more reading/research on dog training and esp on separation anxiety (since that’s our biggest problem with him rn) ((but also ADHD brain is getting overwhelmed and is having trouble focusing on that because there’s SO MANY important things we need to work on him right now too. like recall. oh my god his recall training has been going so bad. well like not *bad* but he is not really getting it at all. and I’m starting to feel like I need to change up our approach…but that requires reading and learning about different ones…which brings us back to…)) but because im so TIRED I just don’t have the brainpower to focus on that.

I think I’m extra emotionally distressed because partner and I had a tense upset moment yesterday. I didn’t really take Tiber out after his morning walk because he was asleep most of the day and wasn’t asking, or even eating or drinking much, too busy sleeping (I assume being tired from daycare the previous day) and when partner went to take him out, Tiber I guess couldn’t hold it and peed by the front door while he was getting his gloves on. which. was my fault for sure. I should have taken him out even if he wasn’t indicating he needed to go. but *I* wanted to nap too. so I just slept while Tiber slept and let us keep napping. and partner, after a long day at work, was extra frustrated and upset.

and it’s fine and we talked through the outburst and cleaned up and made up. but I’m on edge a little after it. just RSD kicking in I think. but still emotionally draining.

and the other day, partner asked if I could spend more time on the dog training at home, and worry less about household chores and that he’d take over more of that responsibility instead but I personally just don’t feel like this is going to be an effective solution?

(a lot of this is because our approaches dog training are…different. he just hasn’t had as much time to do training research because his job is busy, and that plus his prior childhood experiences with raising pets was…I would say less than ideal. his parents’ attitudes towards raising animals were/are. uh. questionable at best if not outright bad. (I constantly want to kidnap their cat she is having such a bad time over there.) so him trying to take over Tiber Time to give me a break and some rest time usually ends up with me involved anyway, because I’m trying to gently nudge him from doing things that might be aversive (gentle stuff, he’s not kicking the dog or anything, but I don’t super love his first line approach being to tug firmly away from things he shouldn’t have instead of trying to call or redirect attention first, for example. obviously sometimes just grabbing him is necessary if there’s a danger but like. if it’s a sock on the ground outside or whatever) or from asking Tiber for too much and not really getting the idea of setting him up for success, or trying to pair a cue without Tiber having learned the behavior first. and none of this is the end of the world but like. I don’t want to have to change a cue because it was poisoned or unteach a bad habit or counter condition something he taught. and maybe this is my control issues coming into play but like I also think it’s important to set Tiber up for as much success as possible.)

((but also like. I’m a little frustrated also that he’d rather change around how our household works than to just. sit down and watch the videos/read the articles I send him.))

((I also get frustrated because sometimes the thing I need help with most is just staying with Tiber while I go downstairs to tidy up or take a shower or whatever. but he wants to go up to the loft to game and I don’t begrudge him this because it’s how he unwinds and also spends time with his brother, but when he does I get limited to upstairs with Tiber and can’t get anything done elsewhere.))

it’s been double hard lately because of Tiber’s vomiting and tummy troubles. vet has him on just his kibble and has allowed some plain boiled chicken for treats while we’re working out what’s up, but that means I can’t give as many options for kongs or longer lasting chews or whatever to keep him busy.

so even if I had “more time” to work with the dog, I can’t dog train all day, and I still have to watch him between sessions so he doesn’t puppy chew the house apart. and I can’t distract and occupy him as well right now without access to high value treats and likis and things. (he won’t really work for his kibble unless he’s *really* hungry and I’m not interested in starving him for the sake of some peace.) me doing chores is not really the problem I just need help watching the dog. and also a nap.

also this has reminded me that we’re out of chicken to boil so I need to get more because we have literally no treats for Tiber in this house rn.

and it’s fine and we’ll see how things go for a while first but I desperately need some quality sleep and rest to be able to actually functionally tackle anything right now and that’s just not happening currently. 🙃

and as my to do list gets longer ADHD brain wants to go more and more off the rails.

and I am just feeling dejected and overwhelmed and like I’m not enough.

bleh. I should get breakfast that’s probably where I should start. and then maybe try to grocery delivery some chicken for Tiber? I’d rather go down to the butcher but tbh I think I’m too tired for that long of a walk rn (even if it’s only 5 mins. I tired.)

I need hand holding and someone to start me on tasks man. girl help my executives are dysfunctioning.

#personal #journal #sorry for the vent #I just needed to process some emotions out loud #but because time zones none of my friends are awake #and partner is at work #and oh my god was this an ADHD rabbit chasing think

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